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yuutaok · 1 year ago

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⊹ ‧₊˚✿ Spring Leaves, But I Never Will

Yuuta Okkotsu x Reader

In the eerie mountain forest, you seek to find what is missing. Lost and disoriented, you encounter a mysterious boy with eyes like the dead, his presence is captivating. With a gentle hand, he beckons you, and you follow.

⊹ ‧₊˚✿ Word Count: ~4.4K

⊹ ‧₊˚✿ Content Warnings: 18+ MDNI (Minors Do Not Interact), P in V, AFAB! Reader, prone bone, unprotected sex, creampies, posessiveness, supernatural/paranormal stuff happens, open-ended ending, Reader is lost in a forest and meets Yuuta, Yuuta is a freak

⊹ ‧₊˚✿ Author's note: Hiii I am back with a vengeance. Belated birthday fic for Yuuta ♡ Life exploded me so I never got the chance to finish until now. Also, I would like to thank Sen (@/ banjjakz) for inspiring some of the horror aspects of this <3 They have such a lovely way of writing such mysterious horror that I deeply wanted to try my hand at, so please go read their Yuuta fics bc they are sooooo delicious ok I'll stop swooning now byeeeeee

Lost amidst the dense, foreboding forests of the mountains, you trudged forward, the fading sunlight casting long shadows across the winding trail. Your heart felt heavy with the weight of recent events, the memory of your painful breakup still fresh in your mind. It had only been a couple of days, of course your heart would still hurt and your hands would still shake. And still, the need to escape, to clear your head and find solace amidst the solitude of nature, had driven you to embark on this day-hike alone.

The townsfolk often whispered about this mountain as a haunt for the heartbroken.

And so, here you were.

The hike was pleasant. You took the time to leisurely look at every interesting formed rock or beautiful sprouting flower that you had stumbled upon. Spring had just begun and it felt nice to be in the calm serenity of nature. You took care to not stray too far from the beaten path but still found your way crunching through the trees to look at specimens that caught your eye. It was a great way to get your mind off of things, to forget about life for just a moment.

But now, as the sky darkened and the woods grew eerily silent around you, regret gnawed at the edges of your resolve. Perhaps venturing into the wilderness alone had been a mistake, a reckless act born of heartache. Panic tightened its grip on your chest as you realized that dusk was fast approaching, and you had yet to find your way back to civilization.

With each step you took through the dense undergrowth of the forest, the sense of urgency weighed heavy on your shoulders. Nervously, you glanced at the sky, watching as the sun dipped lower and lower, casting long shadows that danced ominously through the trees. Hope flickered like a dying flame within you, faltering as the daylight waned faster than anticipated.

Your mind wandered to the rumors that had long circulated about the mountain, tales of heartbroken souls seeking solace among the towering trees, only to vanish without a trace.

It was said that the forest held secrets whispered confessions etched into the bark of the old oak trees, and love letters left behind by those who had come seeking solace from their pain. But these were not ordinary declarations of affection; they were haunting, twisted reflections of despair, each word filled with grief, obsession, and heartbreak. You have heard people say that love is the worst curse of all.

Some claimed to have heard mournful voices echoing through the woods, the ghostly whispers of lovers calling out into the darkness, their cries fading into gusts of wind and rustling leaves. Others spoke of strange symbols carved into the earth, cryptic messages left behind by those who had succumbed to the forest's embrace.

You still had decided to come, despite the unsubstantiated rumors that were whispered by the old grannies in the surrounding town. You’d be damned if you suffocated under the weight of your heartache. But as you delved deeper and deeper into the forest, you couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched— honestly, maybe the old ladies knew something you didn’t.

Panic clawed at the edges of your mind, threatening to consume you whole. Desperate, you called out into the silent woods, your voice echoing into the vast expanse of darkness that surrounded you, “Hello…? Is anybody out there? Can anyone hear me?”

But the only response was the feeling of eyes on the back of your head and the haunting whisper of the wind through the branches, carrying with it a sense of desolation that chilled you to the bone.

With each passing moment, the forest seemed to close in around you, its shadows stretching like grasping fingers eager to ensnare their prey. You were never quite fond of the dark.

Heart pounding, you broke into a run, stumbling through the underbrush in a frantic search for anything familiar. Each rustle of leaves and snap of twigs beneath your feet sent a jolt of fear coursing through your veins, your breaths coming in ragged gasps as you raced against the encroaching darkness.

And then, just as panic threatened to consume you whole, you burst through a thicket of bushes, only to collide with an unexpected figure standing in your path. The air left your lungs as you fell flat on your ass.

You looked up at what, or who, you had just crashed head-on into.

It was a boy, his dark eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity as he regarded you with an enigmatic smile, despite you just pummeling into him with your full force. The shock of the encounter left you speechless, frozen in place as the realization dawned that you were not alone in the woods after all.

You made eye contact with the stranger, and a chill swept through the air, sending a shiver down your spine. His dark hair fell in tousled waves, framing his pale face in an unsettling contrast. His tired eyes bore into you with an intensity that made your skin crawl. A curtain of bangs parted across his forehead, framing his features in a shadowy veil. His lips twisted into a smile and held a hint of something that lurked just beneath the surface.

There was an undeniable aura of unease that surrounded the boy, a sense of foreboding that lingered in the air like a haunting melody. As he extended a hand towards you, offering salvation in the darkness, you couldn't shake the feeling that there was something deeply unsettling about him.

"Are you lost?" he asked, his voice low and soothing. "It's dangerous to be out here alone at night. I can lead you to safety."

You looked up at the stranger incredulously, as if you would be dumb enough to follow a stranger you met out in the woods!

Sending your apprehension, the raven-haired boy smiles kindly, “I promise, I don’t bite. Please, it’s getting late and I don’t think I could live with myself if I left you out here by yourself.”

Weighing out your options, you realized that maybe this was your best choice. It’s either that or freezing out in the woods, or better yet being eaten by some wild animal that you hardly can find yourself against.

You looked around, dazed. With darkness closing in around you and no other options in sight, you accepted his offer.

“Alright,” you sighed. “But please don’t try anything, I’ve been told I have a killer right hook.”

He looks at you, obviously amused, “Of course, I’ll be on my best behavior.”

And begrudgingly you had to admit, despite everything in your body screaming for you to keep running, you felt completely and utterly relieved to see him.

As you followed the raven-haired boy deeper into the woods, the sense of unease only intensified, wrapping around you like a suffocating cloak. "Where are we going?" you finally asked, your voice trembling slightly with apprehension.

His dark eyes flickered with an unreadable emotion as he turned to face you, his expression guarded yet strangely calm. "To my cabin," he replied, his voice low and steady. "It's not far from here. You'll be safe there for the night. You can rest for as long as you need to."

Though his words offered reassurance, there was a lingering doubt in the back of your mind. You had heard stories of people disappearing in these woods, never to be seen again, and the thought sent a chill down your spine.

There was something about the dark-haired man that unsettled you, something that whispered of hidden dangers lurking beneath his calm exterior. And even so, something about him drew you in, made you feel so immediately safe with him.

"Who are you?" you pressed, your voice wavering with a mix of fear and curiosity. "And why were you out here alone?"

Yuuta hesitated for a moment as if weighing his words carefully. "My name is Yuuta Okkotsu," he said finally, his gaze meeting yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. "I live in the woods, away from civilization. As for why I was out here...let's just say I have my reasons."

His cryptic response only fueled your apprehension, but as the darkness closed in around you and the sound of rustling leaves filled the air, you realized that you had little choice but to trust him, at least for now. With a nod of reluctant acceptance, you followed Yuuta deeper into the woods, praying that you had not just made a grave mistake.

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His cabin appeared suddenly, a rustic structure nestled amidst the towering trees, its windows glowing with the warm light of a fire within.

"I don't usually invite strangers into my home," Yuuta admitted, his gaze lingering on you with a mix of curiosity and something you couldn’t quite place your finger on. "But I can't leave you out here alone. You're welcome to stay until morning." Though grateful for his offer of shelter, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over you like a shroud.

There was something about Yuuta's demeanor, a subtle intensity in his gaze, that sent shivers down your spine.

You stepped into Yuuta's cabin, grateful for the warmth and shelter it offered. The cozy interior enveloped you in a comforting embrace, dispelling some of the tension that had gripped you since your encounter in the woods. It was humorous actually, how warm the cabin felt in comparison to the uneasiness its owner gave you.

“Home sweet home,” Yuuta said as he took your coat and nodded his head for you to follow him.

Yuuta wasted no time in playing the role of a gracious host, offering you a change of clothes and access to his shower. His bathroom was neat, he didn’t have much, just the basics, but it was still appreciated nonetheless.

As the hot water washed away the dirt and grime of the forest, you felt a sense of relaxation seeping into your bones, soothing the frayed edges of your nerves.

Emerging from the shower feeling refreshed and revitalized. You found Yuuta busy in the kitchen, a delicious aroma of spices and savory delights wafting through the air.

As you peered over his shoulder, you caught a glimpse of the bubbling pot on the stove, filled with rich, fragrant curry. The sight stirred memories of comforting meals shared with loved ones, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. "That smells amazing," you murmured, your mouth watering at the thought of indulging in the hearty dish.

Yuuta glanced up from his cooking, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "It's just a simple curry," he said modestly, though there was a hint of pride in his voice. "But I find that simple comforts are often the most satisfying."

You offered to help, eager to contribute to the meal in some way, but Yuuta shook his head gently. "No need to trouble yourself," he insisted, his gaze softening as he gestured for you to take a seat at the table. "Relax and settle down. I'll take care of everything."

Though you hesitated for a moment, the warmth of Yuuta's demeanor and the promise of a delicious meal were too enticing to resist. With a grateful smile, you sank into a chair, content to watch as Yuuta worked his culinary magic, the comforting rhythm of his movements lulling you into a sense of peace and contentment.

As you settled into Yuuta's cabin, you couldn't help but take in your surroundings with a sense of curiosity. The interior was simple yet cozy, with polished wooden floors that creaked softly underfoot and walls adorned with faded photographs and intricate tapestries.

The cabin had a rustic charm to it, its bare furnishings lending an air of simplicity to the space. Yet, despite its minimalistic design, everything seemed meticulously arranged, each item in its rightful place. There was a sense of order and precision that spoke to Yuuta's meticulous nature, a trait that you found oddly comforting.

On the shelves lining the walls, you noticed an eclectic array of books, their well-worn spines bearing the marks of countless readings. From classic literature to obscure texts on folklore and mysticism, the collection spoke of a curious mind.

Nearby, a shelf displayed a collection of handmade erasers, their vibrant colors and whimsical shapes. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of these charming little creatures. There was a sense of warmth and homeliness to Yuuta's cabin that made you feel strangely at ease. It was as if the space itself radiated a sense of comfort and belonging, welcoming you with open arms into its cozy embrace.

Before you knew it, the food was done and Yuuta served you a steaming plate.

“Thank you for the meal,” you said, nervous.

“It’s my pleasure,” Yuuta replied.

With the two of you sitting down to eat, you found yourself opening up to Yuuta in a way you hadn't expected. You told him about your recent breakup, the pain and heartache that had driven you to seek solace in the wilderness.

Yuuta listened attentively, his dark eyes reflecting a depth of understanding that surprised you. "It's dangerous to be out in the woods alone," he said softly, his voice tinged with a note of concern. "Who knows what evils could be lurking in the darkness? I'm glad I found you when I did." A chill ran down your spine.

Though he had shown you nothing but kindness, you couldn’t quite shake the feeling of anxiety that crept up around Yuuta's presence. He was good company, however, and you worked hard to ignore the way your hands clammed up and each hair on your skin stood up when he leaned in closer to speak with you. You chalked it up to your nerves.

The two of you continued to converse, him asking you more about your life and you asking about his. As Yuuta shared snippets of his past, you found yourself drawn to him in a way you couldn't quite explain. There was a sort of charm to him, an undeniable allure. Despite the lingering doubts that were dancing in the back of your mind, you couldn't deny the attraction you had towards him. You felt like a moth catching fire as it approached an open flame.

With a sigh, Yuuta leaned back against the cushions, his gaze drifting to the dancing flames of his fireplace as if lost in thought. "You know," he begins, his voice a low, melodic murmur that sends shivers down your spine, "I wasn't always a hermit living in the woods." His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken sorrow.

"What happened?" you ventured softly, your voice barely more than a whisper, to not disturb the mood.

Yuuta's gaze flickered to yours, a hint of sadness lurking in the depths of his dark eyes. "I used to live in the city, surrounded by noise and chaos," he admitted, his words tinged with bitterness. "But... I lost someone very dear to me." His voice trailed off, grief etched into the lines of his face.

"She was my childhood sweetheart," he continued, his voice barely above a whisper as if speaking the words aloud pains him. "We were inseparable, bound together by pure, untainted, love.”

A heavy silence fell between you, broken only by the crackling of the fire and the soft rustle of the wind outside. "She was taken from me," Yuuta murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. "And I... I couldn't bear to stay in that world any longer."

As he spoke, you sensed the weight of his sorrow pressing down on him, a burden too heavy for one mere person to bear alone. "I tried to move on, to forget her and the pain of losing her," Yuuta admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "But no matter how hard I tried, I could never escape the memories of our time together."

“So I left," he confessed, "I left everything behind and retreated into the solitude of the forest, hoping to find something to fill the hole in my heart.”

His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his sorrow, and you could not help but feel a surge of empathy for the man before you. At that moment, you realize that Yuuta and you are not so different after all, both haunted by heartbreak, seeking solace in the expanse of trees. In his eyes, you saw a reflection of your desires, a longing for connection and understanding.

But even as your heart yearned to unravel the secrets hidden within Yuuta’s dark and mangled heart, a sense of unease lingered at the edges of your consciousness. There was still something unsettling about the way the shadows seemed to dance around him, as if alive with an energy of their own. Something you couldn’t quite put your finger on…

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As the night stretched on, the air thick with a palpable tension, you felt a strange sense of drowsiness wash over you. Your eyelids grew heavy with exhaustion as you let out a quiet yawn.

With a soft smile, Yuuta reached out to you. His was touch gentle, yet firm, possessive even. You felt yourself lean into his touch as if he weaved an invisible spell around you.

"You look tired," he murmured, his voice a soothing melody that seemed to echo with the whispers of the forest itself. "Come with me, let me take care of you."

His words washed over you like a warm embrace, dispelling the last glimmers of doubt and fear as you allow yourself to be guided by his steady hand. With a silent nod, you allowed Yuuta to lead you to the bedroom, the warmth of his presence enveloping you like a protective shield as you sank into the soft embrace of the bed.

The room was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, casting shadows across the walls like dancing spirits. He leaned over you, his body flush against yours, his hand steady and reassuring against your skin.

As you lay there, the haze of drowsiness clouding your senses, you felt Yuuta begin to pull away. You grasped at the hem of his shirt, silently begging him not to go.

His features were veiled by the shroud of night, his smile, though unseen, seemed to materialize in the darkness. With a gentle pull, you drew him down to lay beside you.

"Do you want me to stay?" Yuuta's voice, a soft murmur, caressed your ear as his head nestled against your shoulder.

"Yes," you found yourself pleading, the words slipping from your lips in a whispered plea. "Don't leave."

Yuuta's lips brushed gently against your neck, his touch tender yet possessive. "I won’t,” he murmured, “I won’t ever leave,” his voice a velvet whisper that sent shivers down your spine. “I’ll keep you safe, I promise,”

In your sleepy state, you found yourself melting into his touch. Yuuta's kisses trailed a path of fire along your skin. Each kiss was a feather-light caress that seeped into each layer of your skin, burning you from the inside out.

Slowly, he moved up your neck, his lips leaving a trail of warmth in their wake as he explored every inch of your skin with adoration.

As Yuuta's lips found their way to your jaw, you felt yourself melting into his embrace, lost in the dizzying whirlwind that you now understood as Yuuta Okkotsu.

His movements were calm and deliberate, his touch gentle yet commanding as he explored every curve and contour of your body with dedicated devotion. Each touch left you yearning for more. You would die if it meant you could feel this loved forever.

Soon enough, Yuuta’s lips found yours, his kisses both tender and possessive, his passion evident in the way he claimed your lips.

As his lips danced with yours, you found yourself with the thought of never being apart from him. It filled you with a sense of completion. You could feel the depth of his devotion. Could he feel yours?

As if to answer your question, Yuuta’s touch became more urgent, his hands roaming over your body with a ravenous hunger. You felt happy that you could be consumed so ardently, that you found yourself secretly hoping that you at least tasted good.

Breaking out of your thoughts, you realized Yuuta was removing your borrowed clothes bit by bit. He made sure you were left in your panties.

His strong hands moved to caress your bare skin, his fingers leaving imprints on your body. Yuuta’s nails and grip dug into your skin as he kissed you. His hands moved to explore every curve and contour of your body with a reverence that bordered on worship. You wondered if he was trying to memorize every inch of you.

You leaned up to deepen the kiss, which only furthered Yuuta’s excitement. His lips moved hungrily against yours, his touch seeming eager, desperate, or perhaps so incredibly lonely, even.

Yuuta’s wet kisses left you dizzy, your senses were overwhelmed by him. Noticing the strain between his legs, you reached your hands down to unbutton his pants & paw at his boxers. Yuuta obliged by tossing them off to the side with your lost articles of clothing.

You moved to guide his hips to meet yours. With him between your legs, you moved to grind against him. You both gasped as his hard member pressed against your soaked panties.

You look up to see his reaction but notice something in Yuuta’s eyes become dark. His grip on your hips became tighter as his nails dug crescents into your soft skin.

Yuuta took this moment to grind himself deeper into you, his cock sliding between the lips of your pussy soaked panties. You let out a wanton moan, grinding back against him, desperate for any form of friction or release. You felt his cock rub against your swollen clit, moving back and forth in a way that left you crying out for more.

As Yuuta continued to tease you, he paused for a moment, his breath warm against your ear as he spoke in a low voice, "Do you want this?”

You shivered, a chill running down your spine.

With a hitched breath, you nodded.

“Will you be mine?" He asked, his eyes peering deep and dark into your own. You felt like he could see right into you like he was clawing his way into your soul to make a home in it.

You were okay with that.

You nodded again, “Yes, I’ll always be yours.”

With a glassy darkness in his eyes, he flipped you over onto your stomach, his movements rough and commanding as he positioned himself behind you. He tsk’ed as he ripped your ruined panties off, throwing off into the darkness of the room.

Well, you didn’t need those, anyway.

You could feel the heat of his breath against your ear as he whispered, “I’ll make it so you can’t ever think to leave,” sending shivers down your spine.

Yuuta trailed hot kisses along your skin as he positioned himself above you. With a low moan, he pressed himself against you, the throbbing hardness of his member seeking entrance to your dripping heat.

And then, with a thrust, he entered you. Yuuta’s hands gripped your ass as he slowly sunk his hard length into your wet core. You sucked in a breath, a wave of pleasure crashing over you as he filled your pussy completely. He was big. So much bigger than you anticipated.

‘We fit together perfectly’, you thought to yourself.

His pace was slow, with him getting used to the tightness of your cunt. You looked up at him with adoration as he leaned over your shoulder to give you a sloppy open-mouthed kiss. A trail of saliva left between your lips when you parted.

Yuuta’s spent no extra moment finding his stride, his movements becoming rough and unyielding as he fucks you with such devoted reverence. You’re helpless. All you could do was beg for more as you gulped in the air.

It’s obscene, the way he makes you moan. You’re powerless to fight against the way he makes your heart skip and your stomach churn. You feel on fire like he’s burning you to a crisp of ash and dust only to resurrect you again if only to just keep fucking you.

Yuuta’s movements become more urgent and the tension between you reaches its peak. With each thrust, you feel yourself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, your senses overwhelmed by Yuuta.

Suddenly, you feel a surge of pleasure coursing through your veins, your body convulsing with the intensity of your release. With a cry, you shatter into a million pieces, the only thing able to leave your mouth is the chant of, “Yuuta-- Ah, Yuuta, Yuuta.”

“I’m here,” he replies, voice strained feeling your pussy tighten around his cock, “I’m right here.” Feeling the wetness and tightness of your cum triggers Yuuta’s climax, and with a stifled moan, he follows suit, pouring his hot cum into you.

Yuuta pulls you into his arms, his leaky cock still hard inside of you. Your dark-haired lover kisses your temple and leaves sweet whispers across the sweat of your skin. He holds you close, entwining you into him as your eyelids get heavy and you feel sleep take over your spent body.

You feel loved.

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In your dreams, you find yourself lost in a labyrinth of shadows, the air thick with the scent of decay. Whispers echo through the darkness, taunting you with half-formed promises and cryptic warnings.

You stumble through the endless maze, searching for an escape, but the shadows seem to shift and twist, leading you further into the depths of your despair.

And then, just when you think you can bear it no longer, you see him. Yuuta stands before you, his dark eyes looking into yours as he reaches out to you with a hand shrouded in darkness.

He whispers something, you don’t understand. But you still reach out, taking his hand into yours.

You awaken with a start, the echoes of your nightmare still lingering in the recesses of your mind.

Heart pounding, you sit up in bed, the room bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains.

Yuuta is gone, but his warmth remains.

A sense of foreboding settles over you like a shroud.

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love--and--venom · 6 months ago

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A (Not So) Meet Cute: Chapter Six

Summary: You go on your first date with Seungmin! Afterwards, you get some good news from the detective

Warnings: It gets suggestive toward the end but not much else.

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You returned to the studio, hoping that your blush faded enough that the XDH boys wouldn’t notice. Jiseok, being the main gossip of the group, immediately saw right through you.

“Sooooo,” he teased, placing his guitar on his stand so he could invade your personal space. He seemed to have a habit of doing that. You had gotten used to it by the second week working with them. “How did your little chat with Kim Seungmin go?”

“It was delightful.” You narrowed your eyes at the guitarist.

“Oh, I’m sure it was.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Especially since O.de was saying how Seungmin was heavily eye-fucking y-”

“Jiseok!” O.de shouted from the door of the booth. “I did not say that.”

“Okay, fine, he didn’t say it outright. But it was implied!”

“No it wasn’t! All I said was that Seungmin looked kind of jealous.” Leave it to Jiseok to make such a massive leap.

“You’re right, though. He scared you away on purpose cus he was jealous of how close we were,” you admitted, brushing past both boys to enter the booth.

“Who’s jealous?” Jooyeon asked, suddenly interested in the conversation. You rolled your eyes when the other members perked up.

“You guys are so nosy.”

“And you aren’t?” Jungsu sarcastically asked with a sly grin.

“Touché. But to answer your question, Seungmin from Stray Kids was jealous. Great news though! He asked me on a date, so thank you O.de,” you snickered at the chorus of shouts from the members.

“Dude, fucking finally,” Jiseok gushed, smacking your shoulder affectionately. “You’re both so oblivious. I was about to put a sign on your back.”

“You’re a little shit, just be happy for me!”

The rest of the week passed by in a blur. Seungmin refused to give you any hints other than ‘wear warm clothes’. It annoyed you to no end, because what if you pick something totally inappropriate for the venue?! Since it was almost December, you settled on fleece-lined jeans, a crewneck sweatshirt, and your favorite parka. You figured it would be outdoors, so you also grabbed a beanie and gloves.

“Do I have to wear this? I have my own mask,” Seungmin complained while Dohyun drove the two of you to the mystery destination.

“Yes!” You insisted on having matching masks since he wouldn’t give you any hints about the date. They were simple black fabric masks with a cute cartoon puppy nose and mouth printed on the front. After a few minutes, the car came to a stop by Seoul Plaza. Seungmin opened the door for you before leaning back in to address your favorite driver.

“You’ll be back in two hours?” The elder nodded once. “And you’ll bring what we talked about?”

“Yes, I have everything set up. Go have fun,” Dohyun gently shooed the idol away. Seungmin joined you on the sidewalk, grabbing your hand to tug you into the plaza.

“Oh, wow,” your mouth dropped behind your mask. The lawn of the plaza was transformed into an enormous ice skating rink. A large Christmas tree made of twinkling fairy lights sat at one end of the rink, even though it was currently turned off in the bright afternoon sun.

“You’ve never seen the plaza like this?” You shook your head, glancing up at Seungmin. His eyes crinkled, indicating a hidden smile.

“I don’t know how to ice skate,” you told him while he led you to the skate rentals.

“I’m not the best, but I can show you the basics.” The employee handed you two pairs of skates, and you moved to the benches and lockers. You stood on wobbly legs, carefully following Seungmin to lock up your shoes and purse. He took your hand again and the two of you made your way to the rink. Seungmin stepped on the ice first, turning to hold your elbows while you tightly gripped his biceps.

“Easy, I’ve got you,” he encouraged when your breathing grew heavier after slipping slightly.

“‘Show me the basics’ my ass! You’re skating backwards right now,” you grumbled, refusing to tear your eyes away from your feet.

“Yeah, cus I’m making sure you don’t fall,” he chuckled at your intense concentration. “Y/N, you have to look up. It’ll be much easier if you have your shoulders and hips lined up.”

“O-okay,” you took a deep breath before standing up straight. Your knees shook, partially from nerves and partially from supporting your weight on the blades.

“That’s it, just look at me. We’ll go slow, okay?” Seungmin guided you over the ice, gradually increasing your speed so you were keeping up with the other skaters. He kept your mind off your anxious thoughts with constant questions about Xdinary Heroes and your job.

“No, I’m telling you! Jiseok can find out anything about anyone. I swear he’s secretly an NIS agent,” you grinned, your eyes scrunching up into crescents. Seungmin has never hated a mask more in his life.

“Remind me not to piss him off,” he snickered, glancing quickly at the clock on the edge of the rink. Dohyun would be back in an hour. “Do you want to try skating on your own? I’ll stay right next to you.”

“Yeah. I think I got it.” Your anxiety swelled when the warmth of his hands left your arms. “Wait! Hold my hand, still. Please?”

“Of course.” Seungmin twisted around to skate forward for the first time today, lacing your fingers with his. You continued circling the rink, and with every passing minute your confidence on the ice grew. You glided effortlessly, and by the time you had to leave, you found yourself reluctant to step off the ice.

“You did great, especially for your first time,” Seungmin praised while you changed back into your street shoes.

“Thanks, I had a lot of fun.” Dohyun always had impeccable timing and today was no different. He pulled up right as you left the plaza. Seungmin sighed, ripping off his mask as soon as he shut the door.

“Close your eyes,” he instructed. You raised a brow, but did as he asked. You heard him shift around for a few moments. “Okay, open.”

“Seungmin,” you cooed. Two cups of hot chocolate sat in the cupholders in the center console.

“I have to put the lids on while we drive, but I wanted you to see the marshmallows and peppermint shavings first.” He popped the lids on and Dohyun began the drive to the dorms.

“Who knew you were such a romantic?” You teased, making the idol roll his eyes.

“I have one more surprise.” He handed you a small glass container with a wooden lid. You tilted your head before removing the lid with a gasp.

“No way! Is this a Mississippi mud pie?”

“Yup. I remember you saying it was the only thing you missed from the states, so I had Felix help me make it.” Your eyes snapped to him.

“You remember that?” You asked quietly, feeling a little overwhelmed by the affection in his eyes.

“I remember everything that makes you happy.” Seungmin rendered you completely speechless. The last time you could remember someone putting in that kind of effort for you was your final foster father. You stayed with him throughout high school and he always made it a priority to let you have a normal teenage experience. With words failing you, you decided to let your actions speak instead. In a bold rush of confidence, you tugged Seungmin toward you, leaning up to meet halfway and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Thank you.” Seungmin stared at you with a wide smile growing on his face. You blushed, rushing to change the topic. “Do you want to share the pie?” He smirked, clearly aware of what you were doing, but played along anyway. The ever-prepared Dohyun tossed two plastic spoons into the backseat, landing on the middle of the backseat bench. You giggled, handing one to Seungmin and digging into the pie.

The dorm was strangely quiet when you returned. Of course there were times when all of the boys had schedules, but normally almost everyone was home on Saturdays.

“Where is everyone?” You asked while changing into slippers and hanging your jacket in the hall closet.

“Hm, Jisung said that 3Racha was recording today. I’m not sure about everyone else, though.” You both flopped onto the couch, putting on Kitchen Nightmares reruns as background noise for your doomscrolling. You barely got three posts down when a call from Detective Keng came in.

“Mute the TV! Mute the TV!” You sat up immediately, smacking Seungmin on the shoulder for emphasis. His eyebrows raised in a ‘what the fuck’ kind of expression, but complied nonetheless. “Detective! Hello!”

“Good afternoon, Ms. L/N,” she sounded as serious as ever. “I have an update for you. My team and I have successfully identified all of Mr. Cho’s associates that know about you.”

“Really? That’s amazing!”

“It’s good progress, but now we need to locate them all. Some of these individuals are very skilled at hiding. Rest assured, we will find them.” You nodded, momentarily forgetting that she couldn’t see you. Seungmin tapped your thigh repeatedly. He was nosy and wanted to know what the detective was saying.

“I understand. Thank you for all of your hard work.” You silently shushed Seungmin, who was now shaking your shoulder and asking what was going on in a whisper.

“It’s no trouble at all. Your court date will likely proceed before we locate all of Mr. Cho’s associates. Be careful, they may try to sabotage you. Good luck.” You exchanged a curt goodbye with the detective.

“Was that Keng? What did she say? Did they find that asshole’s friends?”

“Seungmin, please, one question at a time. Yes, that was Detective Keng. Her team knows who his friends are, it’s just a matter of arresting them now. She said to be careful around the courthouse, since they might show up there.” He nodded along with your explanation.

“I’ll ask Chan and our manager if we can get security to escort you when you go in.” You opened your mouth to protest, but- “Don’t argue with me on this, your safety is important.”

“Fine.”

“Good girl.” Your brain short-circuited. “Did she say anything else?”

“Huh?” He smirked, tilting his head to the side so his eyes could rake over your form, lingering on your denim-clad thighs. “S-she didn’t say much more than that. Just that, uh, t-they’re good at hiding.”

“Y/N.” You peeked at Seungmin from the corner of your eye. “You’re blushing, sweetheart.”

“I-I’m, uh. I d-don’t-” The sudden pet names stole every coherent thought from your mind.

“You’re cute.” He hooked a finger under your chin to turn you to face him. “Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.” Seungmin grinned at the lack of hesitation. He started gently, almost like he was trying not to scare you away. It was short but the intensity behind it had your mind reeling. He pulled back, nose-to-nose with you to give you a chance to back out. Your hands on his shoulders and a tiny whimper escaping your throat broke down the last of his resolve.

“Fuck, you’re killin’ me,” he swore under his breath. He pushed you down to lay flat on the couch, planting his hands next to your head. One of his knees settled in between your thighs and you inhaled sharply, staring at his chain dangling over you. He crashed his lips back into yours, moving one hand down to rest on your hip. Your fingers curled around the fabric of his shirt. His tongue darted out to brush against your lower lip and you instantly allowed him to lick into your mouth. His hand slid under the hem of your shirt, trailing higher while he dragged his tongue along yours, until-

“OH HOLY SHIT!” Your head snapped back, gaping at Hyunjin’s shocked face.

“What’s going on- oh!” Jeongin appeared next, followed quickly by Felix and Changbin. The room fell to silence as they processed exactly how you and Seungmin were currently positioned. A snort from the youngest member broke the stupor, causing you to squeak and hide your face in Seungmin’s neck. He still hovered over you, glaring heavily at his members.

“Come on, leave them alone,” Minho corralled the other further into the dorm, hands full of grocery bags. Whines of protest were cut off by a sharp look from the second eldest. With the living room empty once again, you sighed in relief, dropping back onto the cushion.

“Sorry,” Seungmin huffed, rolling his eyes and helping you sit up.

“It’s o-”

“No fucking on the couch!” Minho called as he passed from the kitchen to his room. Seungmin groaned loudly.

“Shut the fuck up!”

“I’ll put you in the fucking air fryer!” You cackled, clutching your stomach and leaning into Seungmin’s side. He clicked his tongue, wrapping an arm around your waist and unmuting the TV.

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oo-delallymrcrow · 1 year ago

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Makeup Trailer

A/N: I have a cooper howard smut ideaa, could you write something where the reader is his makeup artist on a new movie hes working. Theres an Automatic connection they really click and have some sweet sexual tension and after working together for a while during the movie the tension keeps growing growing and they get steamy in the makeup trailer. Oh oh also could i request this to be in 2nd person if possible ty ty love ur writing ride a cowboy was sooooo good!!!

I hope this was what you wanted! Sorry it took me awhile, it's hard to focus sometimes and between work and life I tried so hard to make this good 😅

18+ no minors

As you headed toward the makeup trailer, a modest space but packed with all the essentials to turn actors into their on-screen personal. As she stepped inside, she was greeted by the familiar scent of makeup and hairspray. The trailer was quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos outside.

You arrived on the bustling movie set early, the morning sun barely cresting over the horizon. The set was already alive with activity, crew members scurrying around, cameras and lights being adjusted. This was a major production. Despite the pressure, you felt a surge of excitement. This was what you loved—transforming someone else, bringing a character to life.

You turned on the radio and let the soft melodies fill the air as you got to work, organizing and preparing to get ready. The door to the trailer opened and in walked Cooper Howard. He was an attractive and talented man; its what made you take the job as you always enjoyed watching his movies.

You smiled from behind the makeup chair, “good morning, Mr. Howard.”

"Morning, Y/N," he replied, flashing you a charming smile.

"Ready to become someone else?" You asked with amusement.

"Always," Cooper said, settling into the chair.

As you began your work, there was an immediate connection between you two, an almost electric chemistry. Talking about everything—movies, books, life experiences. The conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated by moments of shared laughter.

The next few days turned into weeks and your bond only grew stronger. Yet with your bond there was a palpable tension. You were finding yourself thinking about Cooper more and more, distracted by his presence even when he wasn't around. You would sometimes pause, your fingers lingering just a bit longer on his skin, your gaze softening when your eyes met.

One particularly long day of shooting had left everyone exhausted. Cooper returned to the makeup trailer for some touch-ups, finding you waiting for him. The usual banter was absent, replaced by charged silence. You worked methodically, your hands gentle but deliberate.

During those moments it was so hard to not take action. Leaning in close to make sure no extra powder was on his face. You could smell the cinnamon gum he chewed on in-between takes. One time you were embarrassed when helping another makeup artist perfect her work. You leaned over to point out a few touch ups when you realized you had practically put your boobs in Cooper's face. You quickly stood up and walked around to help, realizing it was quite hot in the trailer. When you returned back to Cooper, you apologized for earlier.

"Not a problem, darlin," he replied in a low voice. You could see a glint of interest in his eyes but brushed it off as you thought it was unprofessional.

A day later when you were returning back to the trailer after lunch, an assistant was walking past with a cable. You didn't see it was unraveled before tripping on it. You weren't expecting an arm to snap out and pull you against a warm body. You looked up to see Cooper glaring at the assistant before running to you. His face softening as he brought a hand up to brush away a few stray hairs.

"You alright darlin'?"

You gulped before smiling, "yes Cooper. You saves me."

His grin got wide as he tipped his hat to you. "It's no problem, darlin'. I'd happily save you anytime."

You giggled before looking over and seeing people watching you two. You cleared your throat before stepping back. You brushed your hands down your dress before saying a quick 'thank you', turning to walk away.

"Hey," he called out before grabbing your wrist. "How does a cowboy go about getting a proper thank you?"

You turned and felt your face go red before quickly standing on tip toes to press a kiss to his cheek. As you pulled back you saw his mouth part and his eyes darken a bit before giving you another smile.

"Is that all?"

"I'll have to properly thank you another time Cooper," you purred before walking away. You quickly walked to your makeup trailer with your cheeks burning.

When you walked into the trailer you couldn't help the squeal that escaped as you fanned yourself. You couldn't believe you just did that. And promising to thank him another time, you knew this was going to be an interesting week.

You chewed at the bottom of your lip as you removed some makeup that smudged. You weren't use to the silence from Cooper as the radio kept playing a melody.

“Cooper, you’ve been quiet today,” you finally said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He looked at you, seeing the concern etched in your features.

“Just thinking,” he replied, his voice huskier than usual.

“About what?” you asked, meeting his gaze in the mirror.

“About you,” he admitted, the words slipping out before he could stop them.

Y/N's hand froze mid-motion, your eyes widening slightly.

“Cooper…”

He stood up abruptly, turning to face you. The space felt too small, the air thick with unspoken words.

“Y/N, I can’t stop thinking about you,” he confessed, stepping closer.

“I feel this connection, this pull. And it’s driving me crazy.”

Your breath hitched, and for a moment, you watched as his face slightly fell, fearing that he misread everything. But you stepped towards him, closing the distance. Bringing your hand up to touch his cheek, turning him to face you again.

“I feel it too,” you whispered.

That was all the encouragement he needed. He cupped your face in his hands, his thumb brushing lightly over your cheek.

“Y/N,” he breathed, and then his lips were on yours.

The kiss was soft at first, tentative, as if you were both testing the waters. But then it deepened, filled with all the unspoken emotions and tension that had been building between them. Your hands slid to his chest, clutching his shirt as if afraid he might disappear.

When you finally broke apart, you were both breathless. His eyes were bright, his cheeks flushed.

“Wow,” you said, a shy smile playing on your lips.

“Yeah,” Cooper agreed, his own smile mirroring yours, “wow.”

The world outside the trailer continued in its frenetic pace, but for that moment, it was just the two of you. The energy drew you closer to him with a fire lighting inside of you. Cooper must have seen it or felt the same way as he pulled you into a passionate kiss. You gladly opened your mouth to him as he deepened the kiss.

You were leaning against him and the lack of air must have made him dizzy because he suddenly stepped back into the counter that you placed your makeup on. It made everything jolt and roll off or roll over onto the floor; but it didn't both either of you as he tangled his hand into your hair. You moaned lowly as he tugged at your strands before you pulled away panting. His eyes were ablazed as you slowly knelt in front of him. You gave him a wide grin as you rub his budlge in his jeans. He groaned and dropped his head back as you fiddled with his belt buckle.

“Can I have a taste Coop?”

“Yes,” he rasped as you unbuckled his belt. You decided to tease the man as you slowly unbuttoned and slid the zipper down. You pulled his pants and boxers down as his cock sprang up. You ran a finger from the slit in the head down his cock, following along a vein, until the base. You gazed up at him through your lashes and saw he was already staring down at you. His chest was heaving in pants as he gritted his teeth.

You held eye contact as you gave a little lick to his head. Jumping a little as his fist connected with the top of the counter.

“Darlin’,” he growled between his teeth. “You keep that up and I'm gonna have to spank you for teasin’.”

You giggled as you wrapped a hand around his base and licked up the vein before taking him into your mouth. He groaned before placing one hand on the back of your head and stroked your hair in encouragement. You hummed as you took down as far as you could before pulling back to stroke his cock.

As you moved your hand up and down, you can tell it will be a bit of a stretch if you decide to fuck him. With that thought you could feel how wet you were getting with each stroke and each noise that leaves Cooper's mouth. You lick at his slit, tasting his cum before putting him back on your mouth.

“Fuck darlin’,” he stopped petting your hair to storke down your cheek, rubbing his thumb along your cheekbone. You heard a whine come from him as he barley thrusts into your mouth.

“Look up at me darling girl. I want to watch as you swallow my cum.”

Your eyes fluttered open to stare into his eyes. You could see his shoulders relaxed as you did and his mouth drops open with moan. You place your hands down on your lap and open your mouth wider as he takes over. His hands tangle in your hair and starts panting as he thrusts into your mouth.

You try so hard to keep your eyes open as one of your hands pulls up your skirt and shove your panties to the side to rub at your clit. His eyes moved down to see what she was doing and throws his head back before starting to ramble.

“Fuck Y/N, you're enjoying this? God you're so perfect for me. Sucking my cock like you were made for it. You're such a good girl. I'm gonna cum soon. You want it in your mouth?”

At his last question, his head snaps back down to catch your eyes as you whine and try to give a nod. He groans as thrusts into your mouth again to cum down your throat. You gag a bit at the last thrust before swallowing his cum down. As he pulls away you stick your tongue to show you swallowed it down as he grins.

“Good girl. Now get up here.”

He helps you stand on shaky legs, not use to being in that position for so long. He pulled you into a kiss as one hand squeezed your breast. You moaned as he pushed you down to sit on the makeup chair. You took in a shaky breath as he got on his knees. He grinned as you pushed your hips up to pull your panties off. He pulled them off and placed your legs on his shoulders before diving down to lick up your slit. You cried out with your head throwing back as he sucked your clit into his mouth.

Your body slid down as you reached up to grab the headrest and tangle your fingers into his hair. You give a tug and he moans against you. The vibrations made you moan out his name. He suddenly pulled away as you whined pitifully at the loss, before he pulled you into a kiss.

“I'm sorry darlin’ but I have to have you,” he kissed down your neck. He pulled you up before settling into the chair. He had you facing the mirror as he pulled you back into him. You leaned back into him as he grabbed your hips. You laid your head on his shoulder as he teased his cock against your opening. He used your slick to lube up his cock before pushing into you. You hid your face into his neck as you gasped and clawed at the chair arms. He felt too big and didnt think he was going to fit all the way. He moaned as you squeezed around him and shifted around to get comfortable.

“Here baby sit up.” His chest rumbled against your back as he spoke. He helped you sit up properly, your skirt bunched up around your waist. You looked up in front of you in the mirror and couldn't believe how wrecked you looked. Your face was flushed with wide eyes and lipstick smeared. Cooper sat up and you watched him as he took in the both of you.

“A perfect picture, don't you think?”

He smiled as you nodded along before wrapping an arm around your waist. You placed your hands on the chair arms again as lifted yourself up before dropping down. His eyes snapped shut and mouth open in a low moan as you repeated the motion. His other hand pushed your shirt up and bra down to expose your breasts. He pinched your nipple before letting go to rub his thumb against it.

You cried out and shifted your hips until it hit the spot that made you almost fall forward. He held onto you as he moved his legs wider and pushed up into you. You couldn't help the sob that fell out as you rolled your hips and just let him take over. The arm around your waist moved so his hand could come down and rub at your clit.

“Baby I want you to open your eyes.”

You didn't realize you had shut them until you saw how he positioned you to see his cock disappearing inside of you. You could see how easy he was moving from how wet you were. You could see how it was running down his thighs and squeezed around him again. He pinched at your clit and it made you start to shake.

“Cooper,” you whined out. Your legs were getting tense and toes curling. You could feel yourself start to titter into an orgasm as he pinched and pulled your nipple.

“Come on darlin'. You can come for me. I want to go home and be able to smell you on me.”

The way he was moving and the dirty talk helped push you over the edge. You sobbed as your whole body shook and scratched at the armchair. He pulled you back against him as he kissed your neck. He kept fucking up into you making your orgasm feel like it was lasting forever. As the orgasm ebbed away you registered that you were repeating Cooper's name, almost like a prayer on your lips. The man whispered your name into your neck before his hips stuttered. You let out a low hum before turning your head to bring him into a kiss.

“I want you to cum inside of me Cooper, please?” You purred against him and brought your hand up to tug at his hair.

He looked at you like you just hung the stars in the sky before he came with a low groan of your name. You pulled him into a kiss as his hips jerked and slammed into you for a final time. It was a while before either one of you moved, taking your time to relax and take in one another. You slowly stood to not make either of you uncomfortable as you felt everything start to leak out. You grabbed a few rags to clean up the mess between your legs, straightening out your skirt and fixing your bra and shirt back. He just pulled up his boxers and pants as he then pulled you to him. You sat back into his lap as he relaxed back into the chair, holding you close.

You closed your eyes as the exhaustion of the day caught up to you. You felt his hand brush through your hair before clearing his throat.

“How about we go back to my trailer to sleep. I think we both need it.”

You slowly nodded as your brain caught up to his words. “Yes I think we do. Then you can take me out to dinner sometime.”

He heard him chuckle before helping stand again, “yeah. How’s tomorrow night sound?”

You smiled as you yawned and followed him out to walk to his trailer, “sounds perfect.”

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stxrrynightskies · 1 year ago

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𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

✩°｡⋆ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: r. akutagawa x reader

⋆｡° ✮ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: just some boyfriend headcanons with my favourite boy

⋆ ˚｡⋆ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: first post, i hope you enjoy it!

✩ he’s the type to act like he doesn't know you in public (but he does it to protect you)

✩ pretends he doesn't care about you but would quite literally tear yokohama apart if something were to happen to you

✩ obviously, he needs a lot of praise and reassurance

✩ "who did this to you?" type of guy

✩ he gets a little insecure about your relationship. he knows you love him, but sometimes he wonders why

✩ always acts like he doesn't want to do all those cute little dates with you when in reality, he loves them

✩ he gets jealous sooooo easily

✩ the softest boy imaginable when the two of you are alone

✩ his smile is only reserved for you

✩ as much as he tries ignoring you in public, if he sees you, he immediately hovers over to you

✩ he'll always sit silently and listen to you rant about your day or your interests

✩ after a long night of work, he'd make his way to your house and slip into your bed with you and just hold you close

✩ loves being the little spoon

✩ sometimes, when you try walking away from him, he'll use rashomon to wrap around your waist and pull you back

✩ never lets his anger issues get the better of him around you

✩ the best part of his day is to fall into your arms and cuddle until you both fall asleep

✩ and if you're not a touchy-feely person, he'd be more than happy to just enjoy your presence

✩ rarely has emotional moments but when he does, he gets so overwhelmed and just wants to curl up in bed with you

✩ because he works odd hours in the mafia, sometimes you'll wake up to him making breakfast for the two of you, and sometimes he won't wake up until three in the afternoon

✩ at the beginning of your relationship, he absolutely hated physical contact because it reminded him of his days with dazai

✩ constantly afraid of messing up in front of you

✩ but your gentle manner let you bypass his walls

✩ would rather die that admit he's wrong during an argument (until realizes he's gone to far)

✩ you're always the first person he goes to when he gets any form of good news

✩ so good at painting nails (and doing hair)

✩ sometimes, he'd make you listen to a song and tell you "this reminds me of you." whether it's romantic of silly (same with memes)

✩ he loves matching outfits when you guys go out

✩ you better believe he's got incredible fashion sense

✩ absolutely melts when you play with his hair

✩ he has one specific (and unique) pet name for you and would literally kill anyone who refers to you by it

✩ secret hand-holding under the table when you're out with friends

✩ you guys have a son (it's a stray cat that akutagawa begged to keep one night on the way home)

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃!

#✮⋆˙ jade writes #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs headcanons #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd headcanons #bsd x you #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x you #akutagawa ryuunosuke #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa x you #akutagawa headcanons

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kquil · 10 months ago

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ONE MORE MONTH... + ALL TAGLISTS DISCONTINUED

hello, my darlings!

if you haven't already seen my sneaky hints, i will be coming back from my hiatus on October 1st, this year!

i was trying to be sneaky about it but some of you darlings are very observant and caught me before i could make this announcement haha! (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) i'm not mad, though, i'm just happy you're all as excited as i am to come back! also, the fact that you darlings have still been visiting me despite my hiatus really warms my heart! omg!

(づ>/////<)づ♡ i love you all sooooo much!

because you darlings caught me, there isn't much need for this announcement but i also have something i wanted to notify everyone about ahead of time, and it's that i will no longer continue any of my taglists.

i'm very sorry, my darlings, it was causing me a lot of trouble having multiple ones. i set them up thinking i could manage them all because i didn't anticipate so many of you darlings wanting to be a part of them but now i'm here with 50+ long taglists that bug up my long posts if i ever try to publish them.

but don't worry, i already have a solution that i will be testing very soon (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

i've created a side account where i will be reblogging all my new works! all you have to do is follow @thekqipond and turn on notifications to know exactly when i post something new without all the other interactions and silly little ramblings i have on here -- sound like a good and easy compromise? good good~

i will also be reblogging posts from my main (@kquil) account and my nsfw (@kqote) account hehe~ (i plan on posting on there very soon as well)

again, my reblogging account is called @thekqipond if any of you are interested and want to follow it as i will be testing it out very soon (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

taglist: (some people i couldn't tag and so i chose not to include them, i'm sorry my lovelies)

@aastonishment @until-i-found-you @celestcies @calums-betch @futurecorps3 @simpingforthe80s @yrluvjane @chaosofmanyfandoms @stray-bi-kids @ttkttt @notasadgirlipromise @desikudisworld @arilxup88 @xxrougefangxx @starchaser-lily @probablypossesedbysatan @agent-tempest @veryberryjelly @th3-st4r-gur1 @sousydive @delusional-4-fake-people @linaax @girl-detective16 @ericityyy @samanddeansannoyingsis @marina468 @rosalyn-s @raevyng @ghostgardn @mess-is-my-aesthetic @enamoredwithbella @frogtape @themanylivesofthiscat @storyofaromance ...

#☁︎ : kquil talks #❏ : announcement #i miss you darlings so much!#a month will pass so quickly i promise!#surprise coming soon...

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a-hermit-pining · 4 months ago

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Hiii your ship event is sooooo interesting I actually wanna know how you decide who to ship with? 🤔 Sounds very cool. I really wanna know mine! Soo I'm a designer (student), i love singing and dancing, music is in my blood. I'm quite good at socialising and public speaking, I heard that I'm very patient and cool(idk 😭) and I'm a huge daydreamer I love making up stories in my mind which causes me to space out a lot but yeah that's it ig. Thank you so much !

Hi friend 🙋🏻‍♀️, this ship event sails on my imagination and intuition. Things just click whenever I read the blurbs and some pairs just click right. And then the drabble is written based on interested mentioned in the blurb.

You have my respect for being a social butterfly because I usually have a very low social battery that is always running negative.

Therefore, based on your words, the jury (my moneyplant and I) ship you with...the stylish lord Sylus.

I mean look at his aesthetics, you guys are a power couple ❤️‍🔥

Sylus stands beside you, his arm draped around your waist. Preening like a peacock, he flaunts the coat you designed for him, reveling in the attention it draws. A throng of people gathers around you both.

You’re in the middle of telling a hilarious anecdote, your voice weaving effortlessly through the crowd. Sylus watches as they hang onto your every word, utterly captivated.

And he is no exception.

Gods, sometimes, he wonders, if you still possess the power you once wielded in lifetimes past? The power to snare him like a prey.

As he sips his drink, his gaze catches on your earring. It glimmers, bright and taunting, a reminder of the absolute pain it was to steal back the matching pair from Mephisto’s nest.

His breath hitches as the dangling gem skims the delicate skin of your neck.

For a moment, everything else fades. The crowd, the noise, the world itself.

All that remains is you, the earring, and the way it moves, pulling his focus like a siren’s call.

Had you enchanted it?

"I would offer it to you, darling," you murmur, turning to him as you feel his unblinking gaze on your neck, "but I’m afraid this earring doesn’t suit your outfit." A teasing wink follows, deliberate and knowing.

And for the first time in a long while, you catch him off guard. Sylus stumbles over his words...an unfamiliar misstep, rare and fleeting.

"Home, soon?" he whispers, voice low, away from prying eyes that keep straying toward you.

His arm remains firm around your back.

A dragon guards its treasure closely.

#love and deepspace Sylus #sylus x reader #fluff #ship event

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i-willstealyourtoes · 28 days ago

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Delta Day 4 (my birthday lol): 'Tooka'

You all wanted a continuation of Day 1 (where Scorch sort of asked Reader out at 3am for 'dinner') so I hope this suffices !!! I feel like this was more of a??? meet-cute??? You could honestly kinda read this as platonic lol, sorry-

I feel like I made this one sooooo long sorry guys-

Tags: @deltasquadweek @orangez3st and @lonewolflupe because you seemed interested in it?

Oh btw you can listen to this if you want for the convenience store section if you want- It's what I listened to lol-

"Huh. So the diner closed down."

"I mean, (Y/n) the building beside it does have a-"

"Hole in the roof. Yeah..."

So your suggestion for a 3am dinner at the diner didn't work out. You thought maybe, Scorch would just give up and go home, and all of this would be over. After all, he asked you out(?) for dinner at 3am, it wasn't likely that anything else would be open at such an ungodly time at-

"What about that one over there?"

"...Scorch that's a convenience store."

And so you found yourself in an empty 24/7, completely automated store. Buzzing white lights, shelves of miscellaneous snacks, the cold chill of the freezer section and Scorch, who seemed way more interested in everything than you were.

And by interested, let's just say he was somehow buzzing with energy at 3am pressing his palms and face into the glass doors that withheld the ice cream. You're pretty sure that even without you, he'd come back to try every single flavour.

"So... You come here everyday and can buy whatever snacks you want?"

He seemed excited at the very idea of something you'd consider mundane. Then the realisation hit you that he's never really done things like this before. Never worried about the groceries for the week, what to cook each day, what toiletries he needed to restock, or what things he could afford to treat himself to. This trip to the convenience store was just another day to you, but to him? It was like a little peek into the life that he'd never had. It was new and exciting to Scorch, and you appreciated his outlook, even if it didn't make sense to you.

"Uhm, yeah. Maybe not everyday, but..."

You picked up a cup noodle (or pasta, idk what you like ok) and showed it to him.

"You can even buy cup noodles and other items and make them here, if you want."

Scorch then spent at least an hour just looking around every shelf, and another half hour picking and buying (technically, you were the one buying, but you didn't mind. It wasn't expensive anyway).

And so, you and Scorch sat outside the storefront, eating the snacks that you had bought silently. Or rather, you were silent, and Scorch was loud, slurping up the cup noodles unapologetically before loudly crunching on some crisps.

"Man, you get to do this everyday? You're living the life, (Y/n)."

You couldn't help but huff out of amusement. He really thought this was something note-worthy? Well, as long as he was happy, you were happy to go on these dates with him.

...was this a date? He called you out for dinner, sure, but now the two of you were sitting on the curb eating snacks outside a store. Not exactly the kind of date you'd post on social media or anything.

Maybe you had misread this.

"Hey- Hey look-! Is that a-"

Scorch didn't even give you a chance to pick up your snacks, let alone look at wherever he was gesturing to, before he grabbed your wrist and guided you to a nearby alleyway.

And then you saw it. A stray tooka, looking beyond terrified as it hissed at the two of you at the alleyway's dead-end. It made sense, Scorch was rather large and could be classified as intimidating if you didn't know him.

"Here, li'l guy.... I'm not gonna hurt ya..."

Scorch crept closer despite the tooka's protests, holding out his cup of noodles as an offering.

"Scorch, it's not gonna take your noodles."

But then you watched in slight shock as the stray animal creep closer as Scorch crouch down and continue to hold his cup noodles out with a growing grin.

"See?? I'm good with animals- YOWCH-"

The tooka bit his hand, before scampering past you and off somewhere else less... scary.

"...Please don't tell me 'I told you so', because I already here that from Fixer. And Boss. And Sev."

You simply sighed, crouching in front of him to inspect his now injured hand. Despite all this, he still seemed pretty cheerful.

"You know, it was kinda cute. Like you, (Y/n). Not that you're kinda cute - you're fully cute - but uh... y'know.."

Ah. So this was a date, just a... peculiar one. But Scorch was a peculiar man. And you didn't mind it one bit.

"Thanks... I guess. You're, uh, cute too."

"Really?"

"...Yeah."

The two of you just crouched in front of each other, an awkward silence squeezing its way in between you. Or maybe it was awkward to you only, because Scorch just couldn't stop smiling.

"But uh, maybe you should get that checked out."

Scorch looked down from your eyes (that man can keep eye-contact like it's his job) to his injured hand, and his smile finally dropped upon seeing the bite mark.

"Yikes... yeah, probably a good idea."

And so, the two of you stood up, walking back to base - in hopes Scorch didn't have some nasty infection or whatever - hand in hand. An interesting date for sure, but you wouldn't mind if it happened again. And again.

"...Scorch, please don't hold my hand with the one that got bit."

(THEY LEFT THE SNACKS BEHIND THEY LEFT THE SNACKS BEHIND THEY LEFT THE)

#x reader #clone wars #star wars #republic commando #clone commando scorch #deltasquadweek

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dewdr0pz-alt · 1 year ago

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reader finds stray animal and wants to keep it, alastor kinda wants to eat it but loves reader so he doesnt (unfortunately) (alternatively he does eat it because that would be funny as fuck and now i really wanna read it)

"𝕷𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖘 𝕯𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘, 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉!"

summary: hcs about Alastor trying to eat your pet

warnings: mainly fluff, mention of cannibalism, mentions of eating an animal, eating an animal

a/n: i feel like Alastor would love to consume an animal! (credits to @plutism for the divider)

tags: (just tagging a few people i think would be interested in this, please let me know if you would like to be on the taglist!) @o-kye @lil-stormcloud @zuuriell @joviepog @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons @strangleetomz @xxtalulahlovesyouxx @vibestillax @zoexia @ax-y10

You had found the little pig when walking from the hotel to Cannibal Town for afternoon tea with Rosie.

You thought it was Fat Nuggets when you saw the animal!

The poor thing was shaking & malnourished, so you just had to take it home!

When Alastor saw the pig, he was...suddenly very hungry.

"Dear friend, have you brought home dinner for me? How kind!"

"Absolutely not, Alastor. You're a cannibal, go find a demon to snack on."

"I am a cannibal, dear, but I do enjoy the occasional pig!"

"No!"

He'd try sooooo hard to kidnap the poor pig (you had named him Pinky), but you always caught him in the act & scolded him.

"Alastor! I told you to not eat Pinky!"

"Y/n, dear, you have to understand. Pigs are meant to be eaten!"

"Not all of them!" - You & Angel Dust

If he did ever eat Pinky (which caused you to sob yourself to sleep), he'd promptly either find a new pig that he didn't find appetizing or get you a stuffed animal.

"Promise you won't eat this one, Alastor?"

"Swear on my life! That pig looks absolutely disgusting to me. I have no interest in eating it."

"It's not disgusting, it's adorable!"

"I heartily disagree!"

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel 2024 #hazbin hotel fandom #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin fandom #hazbin hotel fluff #hazbin hotel season 1 #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin alastor #alastor altruist #alastor #alastor the radio demon

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nearer-than-the-eye · 21 days ago

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thots on ballerina (pretty mild spoilers):

it was good! it was good. love to see the director being an awful mom. love to see wintson, collector of strays confirmed. eve was a solid character, and i do love a full circle moment. enjoy very much that this movie is about a little girl and the woman she becomes (a woman who saves other little girls). flamethrowers! "i'm you in ten years"! judith beheading holofernes but it's the artemisia gentileschi one this time! john is here for a bit in full cryptic john mode!

ALL THAT BEING SAID. man we gotta get the psychosexual tension back in these movies. the marquis in 4 is a good shot but he has so little actual personal beef with john that instead it's kind of an unfocused aura of psychosexual tension surrounding the marquis rather than an interpersonal dynamic. when will stahelski et al learn that JW2 is that good because john and santino have that whole thing going on. let eve have a weird relationship with her girl best friend. a weird relationship with a female ward. or a male ward fuck it. weird relationship with somebody from the cult. u know. that guy she was facing down. i don't even know his NAME. we could have had a whole weird thing happening, man.

okay more seriously: i think this movie can't quite tap into the sensuality that i find so essential to the JW movies because it can't deploy male homo-eroticism. because eve's a woman. and i really respect that they were like yes she looks great but this is not a movie where our female main character has any interest in being a sexual being. salute.

BUT. you know. john also doesn't have any interest in being a sexual being. but we have all these watchers within the film who get to have this plausible deniability about WHY they're watching. spoiler alert i think this is also the case for the male-directed camera's gaze too and i doubt stahelski et al have thought about this possibly at all but that's MY job that they pay the big queer theory bucks for. many men want to fuck john in these movies, whether or not they admit it to themselves or to anyone else, and that gets tied up in the violence.

so it's all about the watchers, is my point, but the male watchers start looking at eve too closely and it reads as sexual sooooo fast because that's the paradigm, right? men watch women, and a woman is a sex object. and i knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww there was not a lesbian in that writer's room so good female homo-eroticism is out the fucking door. so they just eschew the watchers altogether in this film. WHICH AGAIN. i like that she is not interested in being sexy. but ALSO if we're not doing eroticism with our violence why am i even going here.

also also the writing is just not as good for the characters--JW gets to spend very little time on its characters because John usually has a history with them, and their interactions get to be informed by that history and then you can have fun imagining some of that history. Ballerina seems to have forgotten that this is how JW gets away with spending such minimal time on character interaction, and instead goes for "new person, new person, oh it's my bad mom again but our dynamic is only really informed by what we see on screen. no we're not going to talk to my girl best friend again. or mention that washed up former woman assassin again. new person!"

sooooo I think both things are true: fucked-up relationships are at an all-time low in this film, which I do think is related to the fact that this male writing team didn't want to do their female lead character dirty (admirable, if annoying) and also relationship IN GENERAL are uh. not this movie's strong point.

it was really fun when she killed that guy with the ice skates tho

#john wick #ballerina #ballerina 2025 #eve macarro #somebody get this girl in a lesbian situationship. is my diagnosis #blogging on my blog

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jariten · 7 months ago

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Roundup-catch up: October 2024!!

Sooooo close to catching up now. October I was just trying to get through it but as always gotta make the time to read.

Z-chan by Shingo Iguchi I first learned about in the book Dream Land Japan by Frederick L Schodt. A lot of the works he highlighted in that book actually remain untranslated or only got one recently (I had actually forgotten he did a spotlight on Murasaki Yamada!) Z-Chan was one of the works that got a spotlight, having initially run in Garo as part of a larger multimedia arts project by Iguchi. The surreal story of Z-Chan and the mouse Richard Sex operates on multiple levels and parallel worlds with with a serialized novella about the little gnome people with colored hats who live in parallel to Z-Chan inserted between or on top of the manga itself. A really beautiful and innovative use of the comic form, with an ending that will stick with me for a long time going forward. The Lotus edition which I read is to my knowledge the "complete" version including the appearance of the bear named Baron.

Otaku Vampire's Love Bite by Julietta Suzuki just strted its english language run. And while it isn't a high school romance but made me remember how I don't really have any fantasy romcoms in my life right now so its a beyond welcome presence. I feel like I'm in good hands with Julietta Suzuki, Kamisama Kiss was very formative for me but I didn't keep up with any of her follow up work. I really like the art style she's adopted now and the humor and clashing personalities is just what I'm hoping for. Cynically though this opening volume is a rather interesting illustration on how participation in otaku culture is increasingly consumer oriented. So in volume 1 I'm like mister male lead not very taken by the titular otaku vampire's fannish behavior as must confide in all honesty, find it to be kinda sucker behavior to do what she does which is filling her home with the low effort plastic merch the animanga industry is pumping out in dizzying amounts but I'm hoping the later volumes will get more into the creative, social, or community building aspect of being a fan that I do find to be a more interesting angle to the culture. But its funny and I'm interested in seeing how her world of vampires will intersect with our world in the upcoming volumes.

Natsuko Taniguchi has been extremely productive these past few years and there's even more stuff from her back catalogue waiting for me. And she got 2 ongoing serials! The one I want to highlight (as I havent read the second yet lol) is Jaa Anta ga Tsukutte Miro yo (Well, Why Don't You Try Making It) is one young man with an outdated chauvinistic mindset getting knocked to the present day when his cute, diligent, master of his beloved high effort japanese style dishes, girlfriend of many years suddenly dumps him. Autopsying the corpse of his shattered relationship quickly reveals that he's nitpicky and thankless behavior did him no favors. Forced with the reality of the situation he realized he must change, bc no Reiwa era woman wants a man stuck in the chauvinist Shouwa era.

What I like is how its not just His story, but Hers as well. His ex girlfriend is herself unpacking the culture of the good and perfect woman that she had completely immersed herself in. Her hair and clothes never strayed off trend, she strictly monitored how she behaved in front of men so they wouldn't be put off by her, never got along with other women especially ones who were bad at performing like she did. But it all changes once a young woman with a flashy style and "alien" like hair color crashes into her world and makes it just a bit bigger. I didn't stress it in the last roundup but social commentary is on the trend alert for manga in the 2020s and I'm really looking forward to see where it will go.

Like I've talked about before about veterans who just really know what they're doing... Tennen Kokekko by Fusako Kuramochi was made when she was 20 years in the industry. By this point she's a very early adopter of digital tools for art and the way she draws is near unrecognizable from her work in the 70's-80's. I wish the bunko covers were less plain because ohhh my god. To see someone play with layouts, techniques, and form while telling a beautiful but complicated coming of age story that isn't just the young protagonists' story but the adults' as well. My mistake is not talking about this series as I was reading it bc now I'm just way too overwhelmed about what I want to say that I can't get anything out aside from gushing but this work truly is by someone who really polished their storytelling abilities and never stopped challenging themselves artistically. Might make a spotlight post because the live action movie being the only thing that made it over to the english language truly does make me feel like we've deprived of something. Ooooooor it will appear in the queue 🙂‍↕️

#just to be clear ive never been above buying those little knick knacks once in a blue moon #but i found the mass production of it nauseating bc its truly low effort shit thats going straight to landfills #truly low effort like im talking just slapping a screenshot on acrylic is the level of effort ive seen #recommendation corner #roundup #my scans #long post

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Is it cruel of me on wanting to see a fic of the what-if scenarios? Be it yours and link or mai's

Not that I don't like the original! But I'd like to see the different processes of healing from this divergence.

Like mai's hmtb AU, how would the hermits try to help him? Grian's situation is so specific that it'd be such a hassle to figure out. Should they touch him? Would talking help? Who takes care of his fever, did his fever get WORSE because he died with it? Are more hermits involved? How is Scar doing? WHAT ABOUT BDUBS?!??

And then your hh!AUs, link made an art piece of scar becoming a wailing spirit if Grian were to die in mimic arc, but wouldn't he have met the other vexes? What does a wailing spirit exactly mean, is Scar immortal in that timeline? How does he heal with the lost of Grian?

There is such a widespread form and process of healing that I genuinely wouldn't want for you to make anymore fics (not that I'd complain your fics are generally good). Just writing the continuation of a bunch of what if scenarios would be enough

Thats my personal thoughts but I love your stories in general sooooo I hope my words don't discourage you...

why'd that be cruel? it's okay!

i don't know if i have enough to say to these in particular—not enough to make proper scenes, i feel like—but here are some stray thoughts and rambles for you:

to think on different process of grian's healing in mai's hmtb au is very interesting, to be fair. things would've been a whole lot more difficult, certainly. grian out of commission even longer than in the original. fever worse. death echoes worse. pain ravaging through him. mind broken.

he'd be lying in bed, feverish, gaze unfocused as he can't take in where he is. senses so easily overstimulated, confusion thick and lingering as he lies there without any real way to communicate it. being touched, even the lightest bit, feels like arrowheads pressing into his skin. like fingers pushing on the sharp bits already permanently biting into his flesh.

there'd be a lot of sobbing. a lot of incoherency. a lot of dissociation.

grian's fever would've been very, very bad. tackling him with nausea and dizziness and more pain on top of everything.

... you know, i think he might die of hunger again if they fail to get some food into him somehow.

when they find grian, scar'd be in shock. trying to comprehend the pain grian must be in.

he'd still end up acting red and protective—mai told me that in her version of things, scar doesn't as much think about the desert (domesticity, shared home), but gets flashbacks of the final dogwarts battle instead (blood, fighting for your life). this'd make him a bit more unstable and feral, far less easily placated about the world around them being a harmless one.

and there'd also be the guilt. scar heard the notifications of grian's death, but he didn't look. he could've done something, but instead, he muted his comms without looking and went to sleep.

he slept through it. slept through grian being put through hell.

he could've stopped it.

it's haunting.

grian isn't in a state to hold it against him. or against anyone. he still isn't quite sure he actually made it out of the box at all. he's just curled up, the world around him a nonsensical blur.

it's up to scar to protect him.

also, mai said that boatem ends up building an obsidian wall around boatem pole. not covering up the hole, but building a wall around it. out of the very thing that trapped grian. (it's a great deterrent for grian not to approach.) (also a great trigger.) (scar landscapes it to hide it.)

bdubs would have felt so so so much worse. i mean he already feels pretty bad in the original, but yeah, things scale. i think he would've confessed early, like this. he can't bear the guilt. he needs to cry out his sorries, even if the apologies mean nothing at this point.

scar might kill him.

honestly i think if you want more on how this is all meant to happen and look like and which characters are involved in which way, you should go ask mai about it. i'm just guessing and pulling in my own thoughts here, but i don't have all the details on how this au was intended to look like or play out.

of course if you want to see my take and thoughts on it, you're welcome to ask stuff here too <3 just know i'm trying to keep my brain more preoccupied with the original than this version :D

... as for hhau. becoming a wailing spirit is essentially just a slow death. it's being consumed by magic to the point of self disappearing; at that point, scar's entirely made of vex magic and the emotion behind it: grief. there's nothing coherent about him anymore. nothing else left.

he wanders, roaming aimlessly, and wails. cries and howls and sobs. he's a lost soul, essentially. a frayed existence, fizzling out.

the magic will burn out, eventually, and he'll fade.

meeting other vexes at this point makes zero difference. scar's not able to communicate anymore, or comprehend the world around him. they wouldn't be able to help him.

once scar tips past the point of his vex magic/emotion consuming him, he's doomed. there's no coming back from it. being a wailing spirit is, essentially, just a magic-fuelled, grief-stricken fading into nonexistence.

and if grian died? ... yeah. scar would get consumed.

if you want to know more about vex magic lore for hhau and wailing spirits and whatnot, you should go bug link :3c link's the one making all the vex lore for hhau!! <3

#ange answers #mai's hmtb au #hhau #wailing spirits #these are interesting concepts and i can't fault you for wanting to know more!!#i hope this kind of answer is satisfactory <3 #even though it isn't a fic or a scene #link feel free to correct me if i got the wailing spirit wrong <3

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helleboretks · 9 days ago

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Which of the Windbreaker boys would get flustered when there's a tickle scene in a movie. Also, I have this silly/stupid idea where the second years and first years are watching a movie because someone brought a projector, and there's this horror scene coming on. There's a few jumpscares and the second years exchange mischievous glances with one another. When a jumpscare comes on and the first years tense up (some scream), the second years launch a sneak attack on the first years and start tickling them. Some first years squeal matching the screams in the movie and soon the movie is forgotten and when the third years arrive (late after patrol) they see the second years pinning down the first years and tickling them.

WASSUUUUUP!!!!

Who would get flustered when there's a tickle scene in a movie?

Oh 100% Sakura!!! Have you seen that boy around romance? It would be no different imo, he'd be all flustered and sinking into his seat to hide away as discreetly as possible. They also tend to trigger a Lee mood out of him which is even MORE embarrassing for him someone help the poor boy please-

I also definitely think Nirei would fluster easily, although he's more the sympathetic/awkward laughing type, or he'll try to talk over the tickle scene out of poor embarrassment.

There's also Sugishita, if you can actually watch a movie with him in the first place...

Some honourable mentions would be Kaji, Mizuki, Sako, aaaand a little bit of Endo (he usually pre-watches movies that Takiishi is interested in just so he knows if there's anything Takiishi would or wouldn't like in it, and also for his own peace of mind)!

Anyways-ANON IM LOOKING SO HARD AT THAT PROMPT

The second years would be little shits to their underclassmen, I absolutely agree.

It's even funnier because you are LITERALLY pertaining to my favorite group activities to imagine the windbreaker boys in! I just love when they're in the school after hours for fun little activities and 'rekindling the inner child' scenarios. But enough of that,

I NEED TO SEE THOSE FUCKERS GET WRECKED-

( I don't watch horror movies so bear with me)

I can totally see Kusumi being the first one to suggest it in the second year group chat while they give the first years some time to pick out a movie. They only brought horror movies, mind you, this is basically lovingly bullying them into being scared shitless. (I also think they would do this in the gym, cause Im imagining it as the entirety of both the first and second year cohort, every class, so they need a big space and the gym fit the best for that.)

They've got snacks, they grabbed some desks for people to sit on, they've got pillows and blankets and drinks too, it's gonna be a great movie night! (So thought the first years)

Kusumi is organizing a whole battle plan in the chat and the rest of the second years are watching dutifully like "mhm, yeaaah, got you boss, we're all ears", I can totally see Kaji telling him how ridiculous it is in the chat too, but he's not saying no to it sooooo....

Thirty minutes into the movie they're coming up on the first jump scare, some of them are leaning in with anticipation, others are clinging onto each other bracing for a fright, some are leaning as far from the projection as possible as if that will reduce the shock value of it.

And just as the jumpscare happens, and screams and jolts ring out-

"ATTACK!!!"

Nobody has a chance to even wonder who yelled out, not when first years are suddenly being toppled and tackled and tickled without mercy by their upperclassmen. Screams of a different nature echo in the classroom, and the few that haven't been tackled in the first few seconds scramble to get away, barely even comprehending what the hell is happening.

But no, the second years are way too prepared for an impulsive plan made through a text. They're jumping over each other to grab onto the strays, taking em down instantly. Someone even blocks the doors of the gymnasium with a few desks, their fate is sealed.

Kids are screaming, laughing their heads off. Teases of all kinds are a jumble of a mess and hands are flying from ticklish arms to torso to legs and more, it's absolute chaos incarnate.

Poor first years, it was nice knowing them 😔

There is just so much screaming. "THIS ISNT FAIR!!" "FUCK YOU GUYS!!!" "HOLY SHIT-NO!" Cursing and pleading and begging and laughing, there's short chases and gang tickling and so many things going on at once, it truly was a one-sided war zone.

When the third years are coming back from their late patrol (which is actually what prompted the movie night between the second and first years in the first place), they aren't even inside the school yet before they hear all the commotion.

Some of them start to bolt inside, worried that some kind of fight broke out while they were gone and that their Kohai were in danger-

Only to stop at the gymnasium door, peering inside the window to see the utter chaos that has become of the gym.

The movie is off-so is the projector-snack bags are strewn everywhere, pillows and blankets are flying through the air, bodies are scrambling left and right, people laughing their heads off, everything in between.

Umemiya gets to the front and looks in, confused and amused. He tries the door but he can't get it open, and that's when Kaji's head pops up in the window, startling them.

He gives them an upwards nod like "Ayo wassup?" Before immediately snapping his head around and charging towards a runaway Sakura, who gets tackled with a screech out of sight by the second year like it's a football game.

Yeah, you know some shit has been going on for a while if Sakura got taken down the easily, that quickly.

They had to bust the door open to set their poor first years free, desks flying away from the entrance as everyone stops to look towards the source of the noise.

It's silent for all of five seconds.

Until the first years realize it's their moment to escape.

So much trampling and running, the third years had to literally dive out of the way as waves of first year kids run for their lives like it's the plague, cheering for freedom as if they hadn't seen the sun in years.

The second years are collapsed with laughter, some of them even chase after the first years to dule out some more tickles, but they quickly get caught by their incredibly amused third years.

At some point, Hiragi has to ask who the hell was responsible for all of this, and Kaji and Enomoto immediately rat out Kusumi with no shame.

Kusumi has his hands raised, an innocent smile on his face that just screamed "Yeah I'll admit, I did it" the fucking mastermind he is.

Hiragi sighed so heavily, but he can't even be mad because it was super funny to witness the tail end of that massacre.

The next day the first years were all so wiped that the third years had to get second years to go out on patrol for them.

And oh dear God do they never let their Kohai live down that day.

#hb'scrazy #wind breaker tickling #tickle headcanons #anons in the box of asks #i love when these scenarios become ridiculously big and chaotic #it fills me with a certain kind of joy #you know damn well the first years were so fucking embarrassed at getting attacked like that #by their own upperclassmen too boot!#it was glorious

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wannab-urs · 2 years ago

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The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol 11

Hi friends!!

I've really outdone myself this week, folks. I read TWENTY SEVEN new fics (including three very long series) + a bunch of updates to WIPs I was already reading. That being said, I'm gonna sort these by character for you because it's a lot to scroll through.

If you're new here, these are all the fics I read this week (except series updates and unnamed drabbles) and my unhinged/unedited ramblings about them :)

You can find the full spreadsheet here, and you're always welcome to tag me in your fics <3

Fic recs below the Pedro <3

Din Djarin

Wherever You Stray, I Follow a one shot by @beskarandblasters

This is one of those fics that makes me genuinely pissed I'm not living in the Star Wars universe. Why can't I run away from an arranged marriage with my bodyguard who just so happens to be a very very handsome man in a suit of pure beskar? It's not fair.

Beskar Doll a series by @justagalwhowrites

Okay so I read 40+ chapters of this in TWO days. The story is so engaging?! Also we all know I love me some angst and the angst in this is so well done. It's believable, it's painful, it's excellent. I'm always hype for reader characters/FMC/OFC that are strong and capable (not that I have an issue with the damsel in distress fics either but...) I am obsessed with the reader/MC in this. She's so fucking cool and strong and AGH!!! There was no part of this where I was bored or wondered why the story went in a certain direction - it always made sense to me and I was completely engaged the whole time. That's pretty impressive for a long ass fic like this. I usually fall off after 20 or so chapters. Everyone should read this, tbh.

Significant a one shot by @softlyspector

AHHHH okay first of all, you gotta read the drabble first so you get a feel for the relationship. This was SO CUTE. I support every choice made in this fic. I don't want to spoil anything, but just know that I love the characterization and dialogue in this. I love how quickly I got sucked into the story and believed their relationship despite it only being 5k. I could kind of imagine a full series around this. It was sooooo cute UGH. (Look at me reading fluff, what's goin on).

Fix it a one shot by @jksprincess10

I love how you've barely written Din before (1 fic) and then you produce this. It's so fucking good. We get helmetless!Din without a fuckton of buildup and like I get that it's not the most realistic, but sometimes you just want Din Djarin to eat you out without 20 chapters of wondering what his face looks like or having to be in the dark. And the tattoos... nad... you gave him tattoos.... I'll pass out and die on the floor right now.

a little attention a one shot by @luckbealincoln

Din has a rough day (haha get it?) and reader knows just how to get rid of his pissy ass attitude. I love love love dom!Din so fucking much this is so hot PLEASE

Best Kept Secret a series by @lincolndjarin

Bodyguard!Din and princess!reader!!!!!!!!!!!! I love this trope so much. I expected the fic to be a little kitschy because I mean... it's a kitschy trope. And I love kitschy shit that's why I clicked on it... but guys! guys!! it's not!! This fic has so much depth, so much emotion. The little glimpses of Din's backstory, the depictions of mental health, that bastard Kodo, my beloved Elaine and Lysa... just... there's so much in this story that I adore. It feels fresh and interesting and it's heart wrenching and wonderful and sexy and....yeah read this one thanks.

Who do you belong to? a one shot by @beskarandblasters

HOT!!!!!!! Possessive!Din is so fucking hot. The smut is.... oh my lordt it is good.

Joel Miller

i can be your pretty girl a series by @walkintotheriveranddisappear

A little innocent reader/manipulative dbf!joel never hurt anyone, right? I fucking love this. And the subsequent part is... even better (worse? more depraved?).

Epiphany a one shot by @jksprincess10

This story hurts. It hits you right in the chest and takes the breath out of you. Worth the pain though. It's gorgeously done <3

I'll Do Anything a one shot by @beskarandblasters

I feel like I've seen some fics that are this trope but in reverse, where Joel is the one making reader pay with sex. I think I like this better tbh. Desperate, needy Joel is everything.

Seven a one shot by @proxima-writes

Starting with the dream was so fucking good! And I really like the choice to not make it a 1 to 1 direct recreation of the actual scene with Sarah. I loved the early interactions with Joel and reader so much. The library scene AHHH!!!! And then fast forwarding through the reallly good smut, the dream that's not a nightmare???? Are you kidding me??? genius. Reader still believing in beautiful things and making joel believe he deserves good things and oh my god just shoot me now this was adorable.

sensational a series by @sinsofsummers

I guess I was on an innocent reader kick this week idk. I love the buildup of the reader's background in this though. She feels like a real person and not just a vessel for actual reader to pretend we're virgins and Joel Miller is teaching us about sex. Like she is that, don't get me wrong, and I love it. But!! She's a real person, with feelings and a backstory and I am a slut for a good story with my smut. Okay and also Joel doesn't feel like a creep in this, which is a little hard to achieve given the premise. I really liked this and I hope we get more. (there's a part two, but like I'd read 10 parts of this are you kidding)

Desire a series by @toxic-seduction

Good ol' depraved smut. I haven't read one like this before!! And the follow up is just as yummy. Highly recommend if you're feeling a little freaky :)

Gimme What I Want a series by @atticrissfinch

Oh my god oh my GOD oh my god. This was so fucking hot?! And the little moments of humor too?! I love the format for this so much. And the attention to detail with the timestamps and everything!! And then part two... I was not prepared. God it was so hot. (and the lil bonus of Joel being awkward and adorable ughhhh). The blend of sexy and funny and a tad bit depraved and a tiny bit sweet... perfect.

Lavender a series by @justagalwhowrites

Hey, it's not nice to break people's hearts repeatedly. There are barely even words to describe this fic. The nanny trope to start out with, meaning that you get really really attached to Sarah and pre-outbreak Joel and you build up all these hopes and dreams for the two of them.... and then... (trying not to spoil things) Joel being a moron and then the outbreak of course and... I always want to know what happens in that 20 years between outbreak and Joel meeting Ellie. I really adore the way that canon content was blended with original content in a way that seems to make Joel's actions make even more sense than they do in canon. Doc is such a cool character also??? And oh my GOD Andrew and Jess... I seriously cannot explain how fucking perfect this is. I could read it forever. Like I hope you carry it on through season two when that comes out, it's that good. I would read 500 chapters of this.

Mine a one shot by @the-scandalorian

How does one write Porn Without Plot, anal at that, and make it profound? Apparently this way. How dare you make me feel anything but a little ashamed and lot horny about an ANAL FIC?! Are you a fucking WIZARD?! Anyway yeah y'all should read this one.

Stay here, honey a one shot by @swiftispunk

This is just porn but I was having that kind of day. dbf!joel + really high chance of getting caught PWP. Wonderful <3

What I need a one shot by @swiftispunk

knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink knife kink. Oh and also a lil bit of sweetness at the end. Yes please

Your Summer Dream a series by @swiftispunk

Look I've only read chapter one and I'm already in love. The set up is so good. Joel seems so sweet and charming and cool and HOT?!? Reader is about to win the rebound Jackpot for real. I'd be jealous if I wasn't,,,, ya know,,, the reader.

exile a one shot by @tieronecrush

Oh hey cool, thanks for hurting my feelings... just kidding you know I love angst. This was so gorgeously written. I love all the descriptions a lot. And also... I read a lot of joel/reader breakups where she just immediately crumbles and takes him back because like wouldn't we all? But I really like how you had her hesitate even though she's clearly miserable. At least one of us is emotionally mature enough to not dive headfirst back into a toxic relationship (couldn't be me).

Javier Peña

a pile of cards a one shot by @undercoverpena

There are very few things I love more than fluffy, soft!Javi Peña. That man has the capacity to be so sweet and caring and kind and loving and AHHHHHH. I really love the way this story is told. A story in birthdays for your birthday celebration... that's so fucking creative I love it. I just... I can't say enough about this fic. Read it!!

not here, not now a one shot by @gracieispunk

Reader gets in trouble with Javi and handcuffs are involved... I feel like I do not need to say more.

(Re)union with Elvis a one shot by @tieronecrush

I've read a lot of these lil accidental marriage fics, and this is one of my favorites so far. I loved getting to see them meet up sober, go through the whole night, experience the silly wedding, the mind blowing sex, and then the wakeup scene is actually so cute? I rarely see one of these without a defcon level freak out about the fact they got married. Imagine telling this story at your wedding? Like oh yeah we've actually already divorced each other and it was before we ever started dating.

Pero Tovar

Xìngjiāo a one shot by @absurdthirst

I finally watched The Great Wall and my literal first move after finishing it was to see if absurdthirst wrote a sex pollen fic for Tovar and she FUCKING DID!!!!! Gods I love sex pollen.

Pero Tovar and his Guerrera a series by @prolix-yuy

This lil loose fit series makes my heart sing. Pero being an idiot? Reader being a badass? Silly arrangement to be able to stay near each other without having to admit feelings? Finally admitting feelings??? Wrap me up in this story and bury me in it, thanks.

Dave York

Stormy Secrets a one shot by @absurdthirst

Kinda randomly got in the mood to read something fucked up and stumbled on this lovely Dave York fic. Murder daddy didn't let me down, this was EXCELLENT. Pretty much checked every box on the list of what I would kill to have Dave York do to me.

Just Your Average Suburban Couple a one shot by @absurdthirst

What if Murder Daddy had a Murder Wife? I know it's a hot take, but I love the fake dating trope so this is so fun for me. Add in badass reader, infidelity, murder, Dave York being soft (in his own way), domestic Dave, and possessive/jealous!Dave? Oh and of course delicious smut. I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

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