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ericsangyeon · 4 years ago

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black lace and birthday cake - l.sy

“Look so good yeah, look so sweet. Baby you deserve a treat.”

pairing: sangyeon x female! reader

word count: 2.8k

genre: suggestive, fluff

theme: sangyeon’s birthday gang au

warnings: SMUT!!, profanity, alcohol

a/n: hey guys! i’m back with my long awaited sequel! this can be read as a stand alone but it does take place in the same universe as my other story addicted. again please be nice i’m still not used to writing smut. this was also edited but there could be mistakes! enjoy it! -t :D

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“Do you have anything for Sangyeons birthday? It's in two days.” Kevin asks me while we are in the Starbucks line.

“No not yet. Honestly, I was going to cook him dinner or something. He's been too busy anyways.” I answer him as we move up.

“Boring!! You have been dating for how long? You should surprise him with something he would love.” Kevin says. All of a sudden his eyes widened. “Oh my gosh I have an idea!” He yells a little too loudly.

“Kevin Moon, I swear to god... But let's hear it.” I roll my eyes at him.

“You should dr- Wait, let me order first and then I'll tell you.” Kevin snickers and walks up to the counter, with me in tow.

After getting our drinks, Kevin and I started to walk around the mall. We’re killing time before our afternoon classes, and Kevin wanted to buy a pair of shoes for himself.

“You never told me what I should do for Sang’s birthday.” I nagged Kevin.

He smirked. “You should go to his apartment the day of, send him a picture of yourself in the lingerie your about to buy and then give him the best sex of his and your life” Kevin says proudly.

My eyes widened and before I can protest, Kevin continues his idea.

“I know you guys have had a crazy sex life. Don’t try to argue, it's obvious with all the turtlenecks you wear. He has been busy with the gang, and this will forsure make him come to you. Quite literally.” Kevin explains to me before taking my hand.

“I guess? I mean, I've been really horny lately and the combination of my vibrator and sexting does nothing for me.” I say to Kevin. He laughs and drags me into Victoria’s Secret.

“Ahh, this is exciting! You're gonna pick out some sexy lingerie! I swear, you’ll get Sangyeon coming in his pants before he even gets his hands on you.”

“Shut up,” I try to say but instead, I blush hard. We proceed to walk over to the lingerie section, as I eye the mannequins on display. Maybe this isn't such a bad idea after all.

November 4th. Sangyeons birthday.

The person looking back at me in my mirror was completely different. I had curled my hair into loose ringlets that rested on my face. I did my eyeshadow with a smokey dark colour, and left my lips bare, as it would all be removed anyways. On my body is a black lace push up bra that barely covers my breasts, with matching panties that highlight my ass. Attached to the underwear on both legs are garters that rest on my upper thighs. Pleased with how I look, I smiled at myself and prepare to leave.

I grab my overnight bag, as I probably will need it. I put on my silver heels and black long coat, and I leave my apartment. On the way to his penthouse, I stopped at the bakery to pick up the cake I had ordered for him earlier today.

Pulling into Sangyeon’s private garage, I park my car and spot Younghoon, the lead bodyguard of the penthouse. I get out of my car and walk over to him.

“Good afternoon Ms. Y/Ln. Sangyeon isnt home.” Younghoon greets me.

“I know, thank you. I want to surprise him for his birthday!” I reply back, smiling.

“Oh okay! Well I’ll leave you to it. I’ll even stay on the garage floor for you.” He says with a hint of teasing.

I roll my eyes and laugh. “I’ll call you if anything goes wrong. Thanks Hoon, you're the best!” I flash him my best smile as he opens the elevator door for me and laughs.

When I get up to Sangyeons penthouse, I am greeted with no staff at all.

“I guess he sent his staff home today thinking he would crash at the mob house.” I think to myself. Due to the high volume of work, Sangyeon has been staying at the TBZ house lately, which is why I never get to see him.

I reach his bedroom, and remove my long coat to hide in his closet. I prop my phone up on his night table, set up the camera to a timer, and proceed to take a risky picture of myself.

“I really hope this works.” I think to myself posing as the timer goes off. I grabbed my phone and my jaw dropped.

It was a picture of myself dressed in the black lingerie, kneeling on his bed. There in perfect HD, are my hard nipples poking through the bra, and my legs spread on my knees to reveal my pussy covered in black lace fabric connected to garders on my thighs.

It was great. I pulled up Sangyeons contact and sent him the picture.

“And now we wait.” I say out loud as I lean back into his bed.

Forty painful minutes later, my phone vibrates next me as I lay on his bed. I roll over to check that it is a message back from Sangyeon, which I open in anticipation.

I'm coming back early, you better be on the bed when I get home. The text read. My eyes widen, and a flash of desire and giddiness shoots through my body, almost leaving me breathless with arousal. I could feel my clit starting to ache with this wave of emotion.

Before I can even remove my panties to relieve the pressure on my clit, I hear the front door to the penthouse open. I jump and rearrange myself so that I'm sitting with my legs dangling from the huge bed. I hear him drop something, and his shuffling getting closer and closer to me. I'm about to call out Sangyeon’s name when the bedroom door swings open.

There Sangyeon stands, suit jacket off and the top buttons of his shirt undone. His eyes are on fire, travelling down my body like he's about to devour me. I stare back at him frozen, as I let myself be torn apart by Sangyeon’s gaze. Finally, his eyes meet mine, and his lips curve into a smirk.

“You're a bad girl.” He whispers.

“What did I do?” I play innocent.

“You know, how you sent me that picture while I was in a meeting just to get me riled up. Do you know the effect you have on me? I could have embarrassed myself in front of the powerful European gang.” Sangyeon growls. He starts to walk towards me slowly, every step he took making me more aroused.

Sangyeon grabs my face roughly and crashes his lips on mine. The brown haired man pushes me down onto the bed and hovers over me. He kisses me roughly, entering his tongue into my mouth when I part my lips. My hands reach up to his shirt, undoing the buttons fast to reveal his beautiful upper body. I press my hands on his abs, making him gasp into my mouth. I didn't even realize Sangyeon had taken my bra off, until his lips left mine made their way down to my bare breasts.

“Your tits are beautiful.” Sangyeon coos, bringing his mouth down. He catches my left nipple into his mouth and sucks on it softly while using his hand to fondle with my right breast. I let out a loud sigh, as he switches to the right. But when Sangyeon starts to leave open mouth kisses down my stomach, I use this chance to flip him over, making me on top.

“Y/N, baby, I'm always on top. What are you doing?” Sangyeon asks me.

“It's your birthday, let me spoil you for once.” I reply mischievously.

“Baby its okay, I dont m- fuck!” He growls as I leave an open mouth kiss above his belt.

I smirk at him as I undo his belt, and remove his pants and boxers. Sangyeons huge cock springs out, hard and angry. I pump it twice before sinking my mouth down fast.

Sangyeon hisses a string of curses and reaches to grab my hair out of my face.

“Fuck baby slow down. I still want to fuck you later.” He snarls as I moan onto his cock.

Sangyeon takes my hair and motions my head up and down on his cock. I gag when it reaches the back of my throat, tears starting to form in my eyes.

“That’s it, princess. You take my cock so well. You're doing so well, baby.” He murmurs under his breath, loud enough for me to hear.

Sangyeon grunts loud as I feel his hot cum hit my mouth. I swallow as much as I can, and pull off to meet his eyes.

“God, those eyes. They kill me.” Sangyeon whispers as he reaches over to my face and wipes off some of his cum that got on my lips. I smiled at him, but it was not returned.

“Now I'm in control, baby. Your fun is over.” Sangyeon says quickly before kissing me. He pulls off my lips slowly, lingering there.

“I want you to take your panties off and sit on my face. Let me taste that beautiful cunt of yours.” He says against my lips. I nod my head, feeling my giddiness come back.

Sangyeon repositions himself so that he's lying against his pillows. I stand up and slowly unbuckle the garter that was holding my panties up. I turn around and remove my lace underwear slowly, my ass in Sangyeon’s face.

Before I could even think, I felt his hands on my hips. Sangyeon lifts me up and places me on his face, mouth touching my pussy. Sangyeon presses an open mouth kiss onto my clit, and starts to lick and suck it fast.

“Ah Sangyeon yes!” I moan loud as my hands grip the headboard.

I begin to ride his face, grinding on his lips. Sangyeon slaps my ass hard, gripping my waist and I think I am seeing stars.

“Right there, yes! Fuck I’m gonna cum.” I tilt my head back and moan, speeding up the pace. He proceeds to stretch my pussy out with his fingers, and adds two inside without any warning.

This is too much for me to handle. I scream as I feel myself cum all over Sangyeon’s mouth and two fingers. He removes his fingers and kisses my clit softly. I roll off of him, and try to catch my breath.

“You taste so good always Y/N.” Sangyeon praises and runs his hand through my hair

All of a sudden. Sangyeon picks me up and walks over to the huge glass window that overlooks the city. I felt the cold glass hit my bare back, which caused me to hiss at the contact.

As I tried to turn myself around to admire the view, my back is full on slammed against the glass window. Sangyeon holds my waist and enters my pussy slowly, letting me adjust to his huge size.

“You're so goddamn tight.” I hear him whisper. I wrap my legs around his torso, making it easier for us to both adjust.

I let out a moan to let him know he bottomed out. Sangyeon removes his cock from my pussy and slams back into me fast. I scream as I feel his fingers dig into my hip bones.

His thrusts become so fast quickly and I'm helpless against him. I wrap my arms around his neck and capture his lips in a messy kiss, moaning against his mouth.

“You like that princess? Everyone seeing me fuck your tight pussy against the window? Sangyeon grunts into my ear,

I moan back, too overwhelmed to answer. He slaps my ass and presses me harder into the glass.

“Answer me, brat.” Sangyeon hisses.

“Yes Sangyeon, oh my god!” I answer him with the only words I can think of.

I can tell his orgasm is close as he pulls me to him as close as possible and thrusts into me deeply.

“FUCK!” Sangyeon yells as I feel his cum enter my pussy. He still is fucking me hard, as I feel the familar knot in my stomach.

“Sangyeon!” I scream and grip his neck as I cum.

We both fall onto the bedroom floor. Sangyeon pulls out of me and cradels my shaking body into a hug. Out of breath and overwhelmed, I feel myself start to cry.

“No baby why are you crying? You did so well. So beautiful for me, always.” Sangyeon cooes into my ear while I sob into his chest.

I look up at him. “I didn't mean to cry, that was just so amazing.” I reply softly, making him chuckle.

“Cmon, I’ll run a bath for us.” Sangyeon says as he picks me up bridal style.

We leave his bedroom and walk to the guest bathroom. A huge jacuzzi style bath rests against a glass window. Sangyeon places me gently in the tub and turns the water on. He grabs the soap and shampoo from the cupboard, placing it next to the tub. He gets in as well, and moves me so my back is against his chest. I feel him start to lather shampoo into my hair as I start to doze off.

“I hope you liked your birthday gift. I missed you a lot and wanted to do something out of the box for you.” I say tiredly to Sangyeon as he pours water over my hair.

“You're my gift everyday. I know sometimes my job gets in the way.” Sangyeon sighed. “I wish it was different, trust me. I hope you know I love you so much.” He places a kiss on the crown of my head.

“I love you too Sangyeon.” I reply to him grinning.

Sangyeon helps me stand up so he can wash my body. As I stand up, I start to grimace from the dull aches on my waist and thighs. Sangyeon notices that and frowns as he puts soap on his hands.

“I hope I didn't hurt you that much.” He says while running his hands softly over the bruise forming on my right hip.

“Don’t worry. I like the pain.” I smirk as Sangyeon rolls his eyes and laughs, making me laugh as well.

After another 10 minutes of Sangyeon and I washing each other, we both get out of the bath and change into matching white robes.

“Go wait on the balcony.” I tell Sangyeon and kiss his cheek.

When I hear him close the balcony door, I go to his kitchen to grab the small cake I got for him, as well as wine and wine glasses. I place the cake and glasses on a tray and pour the wine. I grab the candles and matches I stashed in a cupboard and light them on the cake.

When I reach the balcony, Sangyeon opens the door for me, and his face goes shocked.

“Y/N you didn't have to do that for me.” He says.

I place the tray down on the balcony table.

“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Sangyeon. Happy birthday to you.” I sang to him grinning.

He pulls me in for a back hug as he blows out his candles. I notice the sun is setting, so I remove myself from his grasp and turn around to watch.

Sangyeon appears next to me and takes my hand.

“What did you wish for?” I ask him looking straight ahead.

“Nothing. I already have everything I need here right now.” Sangyeon turns to me and brings my hand to his lips, kissing it softly. I roll my eyes and stare back at him.

“You're such a cliche.”

“You love it.”

I kiss him with so much passion. Sangyeon grabs my waist softly and kisses back the same, as I wrap my arms around his neck. We part slowly, pecking each other a few times

That night, Sangyeon and I spoon feed each other cake until we are both full. I end up falling asleep on the balcony chair. Sangyeon brings me to his bedroom, and tucks me in.

“I had a great day with you. Goodnight Y/N sweet dreams.” Sangyeon mumbles as he presses a kiss to my temple. He climbs into bed as well and wraps me in his arms.

I dream of cake, black lace, and my dream man, Lee Sangyeon.

i hope you enjoyed! sorry if it was rushed i wanted to get it out asap hehe

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inked-spirit · 3 years ago

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Y,know how I said I had another au, and had a small oneshot for it:)

Well here's the oneshot, and bonus very out of context because I haven't talked about it yet. Hyrule meets Legend scene! Au is still being put together and is not really thought out much, but it does include the other under-appreciated links, such as Picori (whose also in this small written piece), Spirit, and Tempo. (Will add more if I find out there's others)

Pre-warning I don't know how to do the undercut thing with posts, so it's very long.

Enjoy:)

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Okay, at this point Hyrule knew he was lost. Very lost.

The further he treked through the thick foilage to find his way back to the fountain. The weaker it's magic became, he was getting further away from it with each passing second.

He knew his sense of direction was terrible but this was just ridiculous.

He tried to call out to any fellow fairy or family that could hear him, to no avail.

It was almost dark, as the sun descended beneath the trees. A few stars making themselves present early. His faint glow making itself known in the growing dark. A pale green.

Pushing through a few more bushes, he comes to a small clearing. Taken up mostly by a decently large pond. It looked pretty deep too.

He felt no fairy magic emanating from the waters and with a disappointed huff sat down beside the ponds rocks.

There was a different kind of magic in the pond though, at the bottom. It felt safe, and somehow he knew it wouldn't hurt him.

Staring up at the stars once more, he sent a prayer to whatever goddess was listening that he'd find his home soon, his mother must be worried sick he hasn't come home before night fall.

He was tired, straying so far from his mother's magic had taken a toll on him. Placing a minor protection spell on the small clearing, he dropped his travel bag on the floor and pulled out a blanket. Nestling himself into a comfortable position using his bag as a pillow of sorts.

"Goodnight mom." He whispered, as he let his eye lids finally close to get some rest.

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When he woke up it was to a shadow looming over him. He groaned as his eyes slowly opened to meet with a pair of violet ones.

A pale face that looked at him quizitivelly from above. This figure tilted there head at him with a curious glint in there eyes. Short pink hair swept to once side dropping slightly. His long pink bangs swaying beneath his face to the gentle wind.

His eyes widened as he woke up fully, staring at the one above him, whose eyes also widened.

The boy (as he guessed) lept into the pond with a graceful splash and pained gasp. Hyrule rushed to get up. Packing his blanket away and comfortably getting his bag on. He sensed pain was on the boy. He was hurt.

He jumped to the waters edge and peered down to look for the other, finding nothing. Until they peeked there eyes out of the water, brows forrowwed.

"I-im sorry for startling you. I didn't mean to scare you like that." He apologised sitting down in his spot.

The other looked away for a moment before peeking his Head out further so he could see his mouth.

"It's okay. I've just never seen one of your kind before." He replied. His voice was smooth and kind.

Never seen a fairy?

"I've only ever read about fairys in books back home, but fairys were written to be smaller. Your like a very small great fairy, why is that?" The boy asked with a tilt of his head.

"Oh, that's because I'm a great fairy in training." He answered slowly. His eyes trailing to the faint red in the water. The wound.

The boy seemed satisfied with his answer, a small hesitant trust being formed.

"I couldn't help but notice your hurt. Would you mind if I healed you?" He asked, wringing his wrists.

This took the boy by suprise and with small slow nod, he swam closer and reached his arm out of the water. There was a few scars here and there, and what looked like a golden fin across the back of his arm. The boy looked away at first, but once the fairy started to let his magic flow he watched in awe. As the green magic knitted the bloody cut on his arm back together.

When Hyrule pulled his arms away, cutting the magic off, the boy admiring his newly healed arm.

"Did you hurt it on the rocks when I startled you?"

A knod, before the other perked up.

"I'll be back in a second." At that the boy dove under and after about a minute or two he came back up with some cut fish in hands.

"For you." He dropped them on the ground beside Hyrule, awaiting a response.

For a moment he just looked between the other and the fish, before giving an akward smile.

"Oh thank you." He chuckled nervously.

The boy just continued to wait patiently.

"What do I do with them?"

"You eat them, its food."

Glancing down at the fish, he curiously picked one up and went to take a bite.

"Wait y-you cook it first. You were gonna eat it raw?" The boy exclaimed with concern.

Oh.

With a snap of his fingers a small flame appeared in his palm. Growing by the second and so he started to roast it.

Once done (although he burned it in a few places). He finally took a bit. It was juicy but dry, no doubt his own doing. And tasted plain but salty. The burnt bits tasted bitter. But all in all it satisfied him. After his first bite, he set it down and cooked another, holding it out to the boy in the pond.

"I realized I never asked for your name, I'm Hyrule." He spoke, as the boy gingerly took the offered fish.

"I'm Legend." He took a bite and grimaced at first to the taste but settled.

He packed the rest of the fish away in his bag after asking if the boy wanted anymore.

Crossing his legs and resting his head in his palms.

"Hey, ive been meaning to ask. Why do you stay in the pond?"

The boys face frorrowed, his eyes traced the rocks instead of the fairy, and lifted what the fairy assumed was his version of legs. A large white blotched amareanth fishtail, lined with golden fins, some tattered near the end but not much.

"Oh you can't go that far." He spoke sadly.

"Yeah, no legs means no land travel. Fish tail means water travel only." He said simply.

"Do you live in this pond, have any family around here?" He asked a pit forming in his gut.

Legend shook his head,

"I was dropped here on accident by poachers after the few days travel they had me. I've been stuck in this pond for almost a whole week now if in correct. I lived in Hylia lake, with my uncle."

Lake Hylia!

That was at least a few days travel from his fountain, how far did the poachers go to abduct him?

He wanted to help he really did, but what could he do?

...

Then like a blessing from above, an idea popped in his head. Details would be thought of next. But he had an idea, and he was going to help this weird hylian.

Hyrule brightened immediately.

"Hey, what if I took you home? Act as your guide across the lands." Hyrule suggested.

Legend looked at him as if he grew two heads.

"How are you going to do that?"

He didn't know but maybe he could carry Legend to his fountain when he found it and ask his mother for advice. She always knew what to do.

"I could take you to my fairy fountain and find out what to do from there." He suggested, with a shrug and nervous smile.

The pink haired kid, tilted his head in thought before giving a nod.

"That could work. Better than being stuck in here till the day i die."

Thankfully a thought on what he could do came to mind. An friend could possibly help.

"Perfect! It's settled then!" At that Hyrule brought his point finger and thumb to his mouth and gave a shrill whistle.

He waited a full minute or two before a small willow bird swooped in and perched in his hair.

A small mouse like creature getting off its back and peeking over his forehead from his hair. The creature no bigger than a hylians thumb.

"Hyrule! Long time no see!" The small thing squeaked cheerfully.

They clung to a curl of hair and dropped onto Hyrules waiting palm. The fairy chuckling at the small person?

"It has, hasn't it?" He laughed. Before the small mouse caught eye with Legend.

"A hylian in the pond? And it seems they can see me?" They chittered.

"I dont think hes a hylian. Either he isn't or he is and hes a weird one." Hyrule whispered.

"I'm a mer, deffintly not hylian. And what is that thing in your palm." Legend asked from the water resting his arms on the sand dirt edge.

Oh so that's what he was, he was going to ask mother about that later.

"This is Picori, of the Minish. He's been my best friend, since I could even walk. He may be able to help us with our problem." Hyrule smilled.

"That explains the pond, hylians tend to hate getting wet in clothing." Picori huffed.

Hyrule hummed before, leaning closer to the Minish in his palm. Whispering something Legend couldn't hear or understand with the change in Hyrules language.

Hyrule backed up, and Picori seemed to hum before saying something to the other.

"Alright, Legend I'm going to need to carry you for this next part, would you be okay with that?" Hyrule looked over to the mer in question expectantly.

"Where are you taking me, exactly?" He asked, pulling himself out of the water.

And now, could Hyrule so the rest of him properly. He had what looked like a black tunic like shirt, long sleeves folded above the elbows, and a collar he now folded up, hidding the gills on his neck.

A black and silver belt wrapped around his waist and bottom half of the tunic.

The metal emited no familiar heat, safe.

"Cori has a solution to our problem." He chirped, putting Picori on his shoulder, and reaching to pick Legend up.

Abite difficult and painstakingly Hyrule managed to carry him bridal style, in the directions Picori instructed.

Being meet with a tree stump, that radiated the same magic Picori did.

"Place him on the stump and me on his shoulder." Picori instructed.

Hyrule nodded gently and put Legend on the stump. Next reaching a hand for Picori to climb on and let him onto legends shoulder.

"Tell him not to freak out with this next part, they always do the first go around." Picoris muttered, Hyrule relaying the message.

"Okay now I'm worried, what's the small guy on my shoulder planning." Legend asked nervously.

Hyrule lifting hands to gently take the bird from his head, placing her down on a nearby rock with a pet.

"You'll see in a second." The fairy smiled with a tilt of his head, hair falling with the motion. Before he shrank in the blink of an eye. To a normal fairys size, Legend could only blink dumbly as Hyrule fluttered in place, waiting he noticed.

Picori chittering something from his shoulder, before he felt a strong magic pull him. He landed with an oof on giant mushrooms inside a what looked like the inside of the stump he was sitting on.

Wait-

A small thumping alerted the presence of the Minish, who was now almost the same size as himself (Almost, he was still tiny compared to the others), as he scampered over and helped the merman down from the fungi, and over to a waiting Hyrule by the exit of the stump. The minish and fairy sharing a quick tight hug, before the merman was picked up and held again.

The minish handed Legend a small pale brown thing that looked edible, smelled bitter, but nice. And was told to eat it by Hyrule.

It was an uncomfortable mess with his hearing, a soft static and deafness before it settled and he could understand the mouse guys greeting.

Getting a good look at the world as it was now that he was smaller. It looked huge, and so much more different, things he'd never notice before in full view now. All though he'd never really seen what the surface had to offer anyway. Intill the poachers of course. But still.

"I better grow again before I'm returned home." Legend smirked.

Getting a short laugh from Hyrule.

"You will when when we get to my fountain."

Picori blew a quick whistle with his pinky fingers at a higher note than Hyrules from before. The willow bird peered up, and flapped over. Awaiting it's riders to board.

"You do know where my fountain is, right Picori?" The fairy asked with a nervous chuckle.

The minish nodded getting on the birds back.

No one needed to know he was lost, and add to his reputation. So it went unsaid.

Once they were all situated and Legend was held securely. The bird shot up into the sky at Picoris gentle command.

End

Good day/night whoever read this, hope your doing good^^

#questions and whatnot are welcome #Creature and Myths au #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu picori #legend of zelda #linked universe au #i dont know how to tag #this isnt proof read and i apoligise for my bad writting

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clearlyshyobservation · 4 years ago

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Kokichi is dying (V3 chatfic, no particular ship)

TW: Infers abuse, talks about ableism, neglect, panic attack pretty much, depression, self loathing. never being good enough

i am so sorry but vr au's need to be sad, love yall :)

(Background info: This is set in a vr au, they are not with their fake memory parents (Ie; kaito's kind grandparents) but rather why they really have)

(Also i have no fucking clue what ship i was going for???? pretty sure they are all on the table, and kokichi talks like an idiot in this and i love it. Gonta's writing is based off of his Japanese talking style, so no more caveman talking).

USERNAMES:

(Space monkey: Kaito, Detective pikachu: shuichi, Elton john: kaede, Antman: gonta, Mr. Gonstealyoman: korekiyo, Atua's bitch: angie, emoboi: ryoma, be-boop: kiibo, bread roll: Maki, cum dumpster: miu, mommy: kirumi, Gremlin: Kokichi)

TLDR: Chaos ensues, slight angst

Gremlin: omfg im fucking sicK im gonna fucking die i bet this was kaitos bitch ass fault for coughing on me with his tuberculosis headass gROSSSSS I HATE EVERYTHINGGG

Space Monkey: i-

Space monkey: I didn't get you sick dumbass,,,, my tb is fugckin cured bi-

Bread roll: he's dramatic and gross dont believe him

Gremlin: yall mean for what?

Gremlin: i have a life taking disease and yall laughing i-

Gremlin: see you at my funeral bitch

Detective pikachu: What are you sick with then

Gremlin: anythong bitch, im the universe

Antman: He sounds delusional, thats not good

Detective pikachu: He's always delusional, he's Kokichi

Mr. gonstealyoman: I guess this name is better than my old one

Mr. gonstealyoman: thank you kokichi :) I am glad we have come to an understanding

Gremlin: kay sexy

Gremlin: IGNRE WHAT I JUST SENT

Gremlin: IGNORE IT IGNORE IT IGNORE ITTTTT

Antman: who was that for???

Gremlin: NO ONE,,,

Gremlin: Okay,,, maybe sexy tall men in general lowkey

Gremlin: okay,,,, maybe anyone over 6 feet

Detective pikachu: i feel excluded

Detective pikachu: good, i don't like you kokichi, your an ass

Gremlin: u sound jelly shumaiiiiii

be-boop: perhaps he is telling the truth, you know,

be-boop: according to my data, in chapter four Shuichi stated that you will never have friends, and no one will ever like you

Gremlin: SHUT THE FUCK UP STOP MAKING ME FEEL BADBSKVKHDVKDSKJV

Antman: do you need me to come over? I can make you tea?

mommy: Do you know how to do that, Gonta? I can teach you?

Antman: Gonta does know, thank you very much.

Antman: Gonta is not a child, Tojo-chan, please don't regard me as one

Antman: Gonta can cook, can clean, can be gentle, and has his own mind

Space monkey: but we're just making sure man, cuz, you know,,,, chapter 4

Antman: I am capable of things just like you!!!!!

Antman: Gonta doesn't know why you guys treat me like a child :(

Gremlin: yeah, hot stuff over there is basically a prodigy homies

Antman: Gonta is dumb though, don't say that.

Antman: Gonta is no prodigy, in fact, he is below average in everything

Gremlin: Whats ur test scores bitch

Antman: Gonta got a 98 on my english test,, but i wanted a 100, which would make Gonta actually smart :(

Antman: Gonta is not good enough to be friends with you all

Antman: I can do basic stuff like tojo said...

Antman: maybe i do need help?

Antman: im not sure anymore:((((

Gremlin: THEY ARE ABLEIST GONTA,,, THEY FEEL SUPERIOR FOR TREATING UUUUU LIKE A CHILD

Detective pikachu: You sound really delusional Kokichi, maybe you should get sleep

Gremlin: S T F U, IM SPITTING ST8 FACTS BITCH

Detective pikachu: Sure you are. Now get some rest.

Gremlin: GRRRR WHY WONT YOU LISTEN TO ME YOU IDIOTS??

Bread roll: Cause your stupid and aggressive

Gremlin: your personality, basically?

Bread roll: shut up at least i have a boyfriend

Gremlin: Technically, you just stole my frienemy

Gremlin: Yall do be avoiding each other doe

Space Monkey: WE ARE NOT

Gremlin: Yeah yeah

Gremlin: yesterday i saw you to enter the same cafe by accident, duck your heads, then sit across the cafe from each other, all while avoiding eye contact

Gremlin: Soooo,,, things not going well in paradise?

Detective pikachu: you're nosy

Gremlin: says the literal detective

Space monkey: everythings fine your just a dickkkk

Gremlin: "oooo! Im momo-chan, i say bad word and go brrrrr"

Space monkey: im going to fucking stab him

Gremlin: You cant, ive already enslaved you with my chaotic, yet cute hijinks, havent i~

Space monkey: STOP STOP NO NOT THE SQUIGLY

Gremlin: is it the sex? WHY DONT YOU MAKE EYE CNOTACT WITH UR LADY NO MORE

Space monkey: ITS NOT THE SEX I HATE YOU

Gremlin: im free by the way at 8 ;)

Bread roll: STOP trying to steal my boyfriend kokichi, ive told you this before

Bread roll: NO

Bread roll: BODY

Antman: Gonta interrupts to say, Gonta loves you kokichi, and we should get flowers together, than maybe we can prank some people :D

Bread roll: Ive never wanted to stab you more, gonta

Gremlin: I'd enjoy that very much, fine fellow ;)

Gremlin: but idk,,,, can you like take care of me first, cuz IM SICK BECAUSE OF KAITO TUBERCULOSIS ASS

Space monkey: I DONT HAVE TB ANYMORE

Gremlin: SURE YOU DONT

Space monkey: I DONT

Gremlin: BUT GUESS WHAT

Gremlin: YOU STILL SMOKE DUMBASS AND THATS NOT GOOD FOR U OR YOUR TUBERCULOSIS

Detective pikachu: He smokes?

Atua's bitch: he does, i walked in on him in the bathroom lmao

Atua's bitch: he was scared shitless and threw it out the window, needless to say atua does nt approve

Gremlin: DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE VACCINE????

Space monkey: Uh,,, i was taught vaccines were bad, so no i don't have the vaccine

Gremlin: I HATE OLD PEOPLE

Gremlin: ABOLISH OLD PEOPLEEEE

Gremlin: THEY SPREAD MISINFORMATION AND IT PHISCALLY HURTS ME TO SEEEEEE

Space monkey: your dramatic, it cant be that bad

Gremlin: say that when you catch it again

Gremlin: i swear you coughed on me like,,,, 5 weeks ago tho

Antman: OOOO! Fun fact: Tuberculosis can lay dormant from 3 months to a few years!

Space monkey: u guys are just trying to scare me

Bread roll: Just checked the chat after using the br and,,m YOUDONT HAVE YOU VACCINES???

Detective pikachu: Im sorry, but kaito, please,,,,, for the love of god get vaccines

Space monkey: alright alright, ill do it cuz you guys are all on my case and i don't like being the villain :(

Gremlin: Im so happy i have gonta with me rn, he is making me tea while yall rot in your distant ass relationship (THIS IS FOR YOU KAITO)

Space monkey: Im going to destroy your bloodline in about three seconds if you dont stfu right fucking now

Gremlin: Hhehe i have an inaprwopwiate joke uwu

emoboi: STOP PLEASE DEAR GOD

cum dumpster: wHAt Is iT YOU WHORE

Gremlin: i was gonna say wouldn't he need to like,,,, have sex with my family to weed out my bloodline or something??

cum dumpster: i-

cum dumpster: Why am i acting surprised, ive watched porn with more extravagant plots than this

cum dumpster: ie; are you guys FUCKING? RIGHT INFRONT OF MY SALAD??? is one i will cherish with my soul

emoboi: hehe why did she point out the salad

Space monkey: I hate u kokichi, i truly do

Gremlin: I bet if you got the chance u would kiss me space boy :P

Bread roll has left the chat

Space monkey: o god is she ddoing one of those bf loyalty tests or smthing???

Space monkey: now im nervous lmao

Gremlin: why you so nervous stupid~~~~

Gremlin: It not like ur cheating on her homie

Space monkey: It's just a placebo effect

Gremlin: My brain feels fried Momo-chan,, i don't understand big boy words right now

Space monkey: Basically, if you take a pill that doesn't do anything but you don't know that and believe it does, you will scientifically start to feel better

Gremlin: first and only time saying this, but thank you

Space monkey: HEHEHEB YOU SAID THANK YOU YOU SAID THANK YOUYOU SAID THANK YOUYOU SAID THANK YOUYOU SAID THANK YOU

Gremlin: Kaito,,, imma need you to do me a favor and look up on your ceiling

Space monkey: i hate you, idk what it is, but i hte you

Gremlin: good <3

Space monkey: HE REPLACED ALL MY THE STARS ON MY CELING WITH FUCKIBG DICKSSS

Space monkey: THIS IS THE LST FUCKING STRAW IM GONNA LOSE IT

Space monkey: IF MY GRANDPARENTS SEE THIS BULLSHIT THEY ARE GOING TO KILL ME, SLAP ME, MAYBE BREAK MY NECK AND DESTROY MEE

Space monkey: Im GENUINLEY panicing HOW TF am i gona get this off my wal???? They are going to bbat me senselpess help me shUichi

Detective pikachu: o god, i can sense the sheer pain and scaredness in that tet,

Detective pikachu: are you for real gong to get hurt or are you pulling a kokichi?

Space monkey: FUCKING HELP ME IM NOT FUCKING JOKINGKABKCB HELP THEY ARE NOT HOME RN THEY ARE LIKEE,,,, 40 MINUTES AWAY PLEASEE

Gremlin: okay,,, maybe this wasn't the best prank.,,, i guess i'll help clean up cuz im not that much of a sociopath

Gremlin: tbh my parents can go shove it too lowkey terrible 0/10

Space monkey: AHHHH IM SO SCARED PLS PSL GET HERE FAST

be-boop: Of course, i will come, i will survey the outside of the house

Antman: Gonta is coming too! We will get this done in under 40 minutes!

Space monkey: OKAY

Gremlin: Lowkey, if i cough on you ignore it bitch your the one who made me like this

Space monkey: W HA TDONT COUGH ON ME IM NOT SICK ANYMORE

Gremlin: I will give you TB again just cuz your making me suffer

Space monkey: Suffer what??? putting dicks on my FUCKING WALL???

Gremlin: Guilt, idiot, im feeling guilty.

cum dumpster: oof thats new

emoboi: yeah i wasn't expecting it

Mr.gonstealyoman: Me neither. It is rather peculiar seeing it being texted by him because he is always feels not guilty of his bad actions.

be-boop: I do believe he means it, though...

emoboi: impossible.

cum dumpster: i agree, literally impossible.

Gremlin: I HAVE A FUCKIBG SOUL YOU CRazY CONSPIRACISTS

Antman: Quick question, shuichi can i stay with you again? It'll be dark when i get home and gonta can't do that so,,, please help

Detective pikachu: my parents are like blank slates, who eat slowly, watch tv slowly, and never look at me. Im sure they wouldn't mind :P

Antman: ALRIGHT! :D LETS GET MISSION: MR. MOMOTA ROOM REPAIR DONE!

Gremlin: ooo! I like the name! IM INNNN!

Detective pikachu: On it!

be-boop: Ready for look out!

Space monkey: I love you guys :)

AN: Im lowkey sorry i ended this chaotic mess with angst,,,, but like fr i love it i love angst,, i hate reading it but love writing it

#kokichiouma #oumota #Ougoku #chat fic #kaito momota #kiibo #miu iruma #gonta gokuhara #ryoma #angie #shuichi saihara #vr au #kirumi #maki harukawa #korekiyo #danganronpav3 #danganronpa #grossness

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pomrania · 4 years ago

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Great AO3 tags XI

(I) (II) (III) (IV) (V) (VI) (VII) (VIII) (IX) (X)

how else do you woo a woman besides saving her from drowning

Someone sets a tent on fire

i'm slowly realising i use the kidnapping tag far too often

i might as well tag Destiny as a character at this point

Elves are Their Own Warning

seriously this whole story is just an excuse to write hurt comfort

Just some lesbian chaos with my favourite wlws

Like the west wing with more stabbings

the original title is -i dont know what the fuck this is-

Guys in case you haven't figured this out this is like straight sin and I have no excuse

vampires like smelling things i guess

i don't control the characters they are the ones who decide what I should write

it stopped being a pwp when this shit turned 10k and they still weren't fucking

Don't set your Prof's car on fire

Lots of me fretting over canon and then realizing I can do whatever I want

Unsafe Taverns In Violation of Established Building Codes

magic being both ironic and bullshit

Did part of this stem from quarantine feels? Yes

very few braincells

he's dumb and that's why we love him

How Could I Read That Paragraph And Not Write A Fluff/Smut Scene for Each One?

It's like accidental baby acquisition but on purpose and with magic

Author is A Poor Sap with little Skill only the Desire to express emotions

there will be pining and yearning bc is that not the universal gay experience

If you think I wrote this sober you are wrong

the intimacy of bandaging up your travelling companion when he passes out on the floor

TAGS CONTAIN LIKE MAJOR SPOILERS SO DON'T READ THEM

the blood and injury and the cooking are not related

is it horny hours yet?

I Tried to Count the Kikimora’s Legs and Somehow Came Up with a Different Number Each Time

I like giving characters vague tragic backstories

it goes torture- comedy - sad - bad time - hopeful ending

I don't know why my brain suddenly decided this is a good idea

no beta no plan no problem?

Oh No A Conveniently Timed Earthquake Has Buried Them In Rubble

it's my fic and I get to decide who gets resurrected

Snowball fights are as close to an action scene as i have written in several years

Canon-Typical idiots

I’m coining a genre I’m calling it Existential Crack

(yes it's a regency au yes I based it on a springsteen song that's my thing)

Gods the tags for their names are so long

ah yes the classic trope of “we’re hiding from guards and making out in an alley”

several times i had to remind myself not to write the word shooketh

but everyone gets a turn on the metaphorical dissection table

Worryingly Enthusiastic Consent

Very thinly veiled anticapitalism and hatred of bureaucracy

so much talk about grains y’all and i’m not even sorry

God came down to me at 4 am and told me to write this

The official timeline is more like guidelines right?

i started this a week ago thinking it would be 2k max and now its 6k and just a pile of whump

they are simply.......too gay to function

perhaps do not try this irl

No Exploding Genitals

ill add the tags as I go lol

humour? Am I funny? I don't know

#filler fandom #no particular fandom #not a reblog

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musubiki · 4 years ago

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I read your tags on that one ask and can I just.... could you please tell us more about the fantasy arranged marriage AU...? 🥺💖

AA YEAH IM GONNA TALK ABT IT A LIL CUZ I THINK ABOUT IT A LOT FOR THE SOFT DOMESTIC CONTENT 🥺💗

- its set in the inuyasha/princess mononoke type of world where supernatural/monsters are just normal and society has different infrastructure to deal with it

- mochi (because shes a magical girl in almost every au she cannot change this) is like the healer/magic lady/potion maker for their small-medium sized village in the middle of the mountains. her family is known for their potent magic abilities

- lime is part of a prestigious family his grandfather was someone great, like a military general or something, high honor. he works for the monster control/missionary guild centered in the town. theyre fairly to very famous and are very efficient.

- they were friends as lil kids. just used to run around the village and play with sticks and shit. lime left the village around age 8 to go train for the guild somewhere far off. he worked for a few different guilds but didnt come back to work for the one in the village until he was 18-19

- also i was too lazy to designs outfits and shit but i always see limes guild uniform as like the dread fighter from fire emblem awakening and mochi as the shrine maiden from fates

- as soon as he came back, his family is like “oh good!! we arranged you a marriage to carry on the family name!!! we need a heir!!” and hes like “WHAT?!”

- he was super pissed. because its been like 2 days since hes been back and his family is already throwing this on him, and he has little power to fight them on it.

- hes just sitting outside on the porch watching the rain all mad and depressed cuz 1) hes not ready to get married, and 2) he wouldve wanted to marry someone he loved but hey, cant do anything about it now. the ceremony is like, tomorrow.

- anyway hes waiting at the ceremony the next day, still mad, nervous, just hoping they picked him someone whose at least cute or something and not some old lady

- its mochi. all dressed in the ceremony dress + makeup. and it takes his mind a moment to register that its her. he recognizes her, but he almost cant believe its ACTUALLY her because she. looks so beautiful. and grown up.

- and the minute she sees HIM shes in shock because she didnt even know he was back. and they cant speak to (and can barely look at) each other because of the ceremony ritual hoo ha

- #nervous

- next thing they know their families are shoving them into their new house thats all set up for them, complete with only one bed, with a “Go make us some heirs!” or sometHING LIKE THAT AND THEYRE BOTH SHAKEN LIKE PLS STOP

- its so awkward. they touch accidentally and jump to opposite sides of the room. theyre able to talk a little small talk but it wont hold up. mochi says something like “I didnt know you were back-” and lime, an awkward, just says “yeah i am” “i know”

- lime is nice about the whole marriage thing though. he was mad at first but now that his wife is someone he (kinda) knows and shes actually really sweet and pretty hes like ok i can handle this i think

- i think i talked about it in that old post but mochi is 10000% not ready to have sex with him yet. shes so shaky and nervous about it, but she wants to be a good wife and not disappoint him so she tries to force herself to be okay with it

- but he can kinda tell she doesnt want to. hes nice about it. he just tells her they dont have to do that now, it can wait, lets just take it slow for now and lie to our families about it. (and that was the first instance of her starting to fall for him right off the bat)

- ANYWAY THE AU IS JUST THEM BEING AWKWARD AND CUTE AND DOMESTIC!!!!! theyre forced intimate relationship at first turns more into friendship of camaraderie of “our families just forced us into this but neither of us are ready or willing to do this yet so lets just be roomates and operate like that”

- so they do!!! lime buys another bed so they dont have to share one. he cant cook so half the nights mochi cooks and the other half they eat out. they split the house chores and just come home and gossip about their days pretty much and slowly become more comfortable with each other.

- and then they actually start falling in love with each other. little things like lime grabbing high stuff off shelves for her when they clean the house, or when lime comes home all busted up from work and mochi takes some time to wrap his injuries, falling asleep together outside watching the fireflies in the summer, laughing over dumb shit over dinner

- lime has to leave super early at like 6am sometimes. he always goes to mochi while shes sleeping, softly nudges her a little bit to let her know hes leaving and she gives him a cute smile and a sleepy “have a good day!”

- soft nudges turn into soft forehead kisses and petting of hair locks. she starts falling asleep in his bed and he sleeps 10000x better with her in his arms.

-(anyway its just 90% lots of cute domestic shit. maybe some drama of regional district lord sulluvan trying to steal her for her magic abilities. stupid domestic adventures)

#arranged marriage au #text #the misc adventures of mochi and lime #tcwg #bpp #bullet point post #ill add more later but i gtg to bed now #i think abt this a lot #the softness...#let them cuddle

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heanv · 5 years ago

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Indie Film Lovers | Yuta

genre: enemy to lovers!au, chefs!au,soft

warnings: none

word count: 1.5k

requested by: @exoczn

song: indie film lovers by lyss & kerri

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You felt overwhelmed by all the stress caused by work and all the customers and the whole staff which most of them generaly suck at doing their one job.Almost no one had any desire to do their job properly and all of that you had to manage all by your own. And tonight was no different.

“Chef, Kim burned all the pork for the phо.What are we supposed to do now?” one of the only sensible employee of yours,Mina complained about her grumpy co-worker Kim Doyoung.

“Tell him to start preparing to finish all the phо by himself and about the meat - tell him to be careful because it may be his last meat he will ever cook in this kitchen.”

“Yes,Chef.”

You were looking at the finished meals,trying to see if there were any mistakes.

“Xiaojun!Come here.Now.”

You could see the fear in his eyes.He was still new in here.

“Did you make these desserts?” you pointed at the beautifully made plates.The boy nodded.

“They look really god and the aroma coming out of them is really rich and mouth-watering and so im sure their taste is great as well. Well done!” you turned to him.

“Thanks,Chef.I really apreciate that.”

“You are welcome,now go back to work” you intructed him.

“Yes,Chef” he bowed and left.

There were tons of people in your restaurant and it was really nerve-wracking to guide a whole staff, half of them them useless and you were just so tired. Lately, the only thing you did was work.Work,work,work. You do not remember the last time you watched a whole film or went somewhere outside the town just to relax.You didn’t even have time to eat properly.

At first the idea of opening your own restaurant seemed like a dream to you and after you did it you did not hesitate for a moment if this is what you really wantedz . Starting off was hard enough but “lucky” for you another new restaurant opened the same time as you opened yours, and it is owned by a particular person you don’t like at all -Nakamoto Yuta.

You both we in the same cooking school and at first you guys got along but as the time passed the rivalry you both prevailed and in the end it turned to hate. So now you two were the biggest competitors in this city. You’ve never been to his restaurant and it’s not like you wanted to but you were always questioning yourself if his cuisine was better than yours or if the restaurant was prettier than yours, and little did you know he was asking himself the same.

After your restaurant by closed for that day, you went home and passed out in your bed,but not for long. You couldn’t sleep due to all the stress and hunger you were experiencing. So you got up and decided to got to the nearby 24h supermarket to eat something. It was nearly 3am. You greeter the cashier and started thinking what to eat when you found in front of dozens of instant ramen. You haven’t eaten these for years. In the cooking academy you had to cook some fancy ramen you couldn’t buy from that kind of stores. Anyways yoy decided to buy some ramen and eat it in the store.You took everything you needed and went to the check out and bought them. As you sat down to eat, someone else entered the store.You couldn’t quite see who it was but it’s not like you cared anyways.

“Well,well have you seen a 5-star restaurant chef eat ramen alone at 3am “ a cocky voice reached out to you.

/I never expected you to come around/

What a nice surprise,Nakamoto Yuta! Brilliant!

“Hello,Yuta.As we can all see you are not so different.” He was holding exactly the same type of ramen plus some other snacks

“Fair enough” he made a place for himself at your table. “Soo?”

“So what?” you spit,not looking at him.

“Whoa,dont be so rude ma’am.”

/But you came in and you swept me off my feet/

“I am not even trying”

“Okay, so i’ll talk first”

“You already did.”

“Damn, you really aint in a mood”

“Yeah,thanks to you” you continue eating your ramen.

“Why are you like this? What did I ever do you?We used to be friends.”

/When we’re together it feels like a movie scene,Like indie film lovers/

Thats true.You really used to be friends with Yuta. You were actually really close friends and you expected after graduating uni you both will continue to be friends with him. You remembered how you to became friends because a teacher peared you both to make french macarons and actually yours macarons were the best of the whole class and after that you two were inseparable - you cooked together , you studied together,hung out together until one day you realised you were in love with him. And since that day you couldn’t face him, you didn’t want to tell him and you just decided to ignore him.So you slowly stopped talking to him and temporary achieved to distance yourself from him.Gradually the friendship turned into just waving to each other which later turned into a rivalry and since then until today nothings has changed.Neither your attitude towards him, nor his ignorance towards you.After you deiced to distance yourself he didn’t what was going on and he couldn’t stop questioning himself and blaming himself that you guys are not friends anymore just by the time he wanted to confess his feelings to you which never happened.

“As you said we “used to” but we are not anymore” you stole a quick glance towards him.

/Let’s go from a to z, tell me what you feel for me/

“Yeah but why? Why are we not friends anymore?What happened ,Y/N?” the look in his eyes was so pure yet so sad and you couldn’t help but blame yourself for his pain because in fact it was your fault.

This is what fear causes - it ruins friendships.You deeply regreted your desicion every single day but it was for the best - at least thats what you thought.

“I dont know Yuta, its already been years, we should forget about it” you looked down,ashamed.

/We’ll color everything,Don’t forget the in between/

“No,Y/n,we shouldn’t.I want us to be friends,at least.”

at least? what is this supposed to mean? what you two could possibly be more than friends...oh. does this mean he had felt the same as you? was this possible?

you took a breath in, a very deep breath. you felt as if you couldnt utter the next few words but if you did, the pressure in your chest that has been there for so long will finally be gone.

/I didn’t know it would be this easy to turn my frown,Upside down/

“Yuta, do you know the reason I stopped talking to you in the uni?”

“No, but I would like to know”

you took a deep breath once again.

“I liked you, like a lot”

dead silence came in. you felt your heart ache and your stomach go crazy.Yuta looked at you with widened eyes.

/Like indie film lovers/

“Are you kidding me? You stopped talking to me because you liked me?! Y/N are you out of your damn mind?!”

/We’ll color everything,It’s only you and me/

you felt bad,really bad. you felt that its finally gonna be over,like you’d tell yuta you liked him he’d laugh, he’d leave and everything would be okay.

silence filled the already heave air again.

“I-i dont know what to say, I am sorry” you mumbled.

/I am little more than a whisper,A cool breeze/

yuta looked at you and his eyes softened.

“Y/n I’ve loved you since the day i met you”

what...the...actual...hell? did he just say that? nakamoto yuta just told you he have loved you for years? freaking nakamoto yuta - the best japanese chef in korea,oh my god.

“w-what?” you barely kept your smile from coming out.

“yes,y/n, i have been trying to tell you for so long and in uni when we were friends i really fell so hard for you and i was so ready to tell you and i couldn’t wait to graduate and to open our very own restaurant, y/n I still love you.”

you felt your ye eyes watering,and your smile taking over your face. you couldn’t describe what you were feeling -it was truly an euphoria.

“I still love you too you know”

“ I hoped so!” he stood up and hugged you tightly.” do you want to start over?”

“yes”

“okay so hey beautiful lady,whose name I definetely do not know.”

“its a pleasure to meet you, you unknown handsome man, my name is y/n y/l/n”

“what a beautiful name! nakamoto yuta is my name,pleasure to meet you too”

you both laughed and looked deeply at each others eyes.

“i like you,yuta,i really do”

“ i like you so much too y/n, you are the one i’ve been waiting for my whole life.”

/I never expected you to come around,I didn’t know it would be this easy to turn my frown,Upside down/

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dopposhusband · 4 years ago

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You asked for it and here it is @yokairu, my new AU!

The alternate universe where I take in Jiro and Saburo as my brothers!

The AU starts between the time Ichiro was involved with Kuko as ‘Naughty Busters’ and when he joined ‘Mad Comic Dialog’. During then I had just moved out to Japan and rather unsuccessfully trying to start my career, so I was pretty broke and living on my own in Ikebukuro. When I wasn’t working, which was often during this time, I would roam the city to keep myself occupied or look for inspiration for another project I could add to my portfolio. During one of my times out I found Saburo and Jiro being approached by some older kids trying to take the money they had on them to pick up groceries. Seeing it I intervened and y’know being technically an adult was more than enough to scare them off. Next time I saw them on my route they had bought me some melon pan with the little money they had as a thank you.

Then on I would see them all the time on my walks around the city, they would complain about their older brother or issues they had a school. Once I got a peek of their lives at the orphanage I tried my damnedest to keep a little bit of extra cash aside for them so I help get a little more food in them. However, on one day I didn’t see them at the usual time, my older brother instincts were screaming at me to go to the orphanage so I ran as fast as I could. When I made it through the doors I was welcomed to the the directors gang trying to kidnap them. I took out my mic and did my best to fight them off, but it worked more as a distraction as I moved for them to run with me to my place to hide. Once it had blown over I had taken in the two, Ichiro had tried to visit them during but it wouldn’t end well for him, so he kept his eyes on them from afar. Soon after we would start getting random envelopes of money he’d put through our door’s mail slot.

Fast forward to the main timeline, I had already bought the three of us a brand new place to live since I was making a pretty good amount now! On the first floor was our living space, a living room, kitchen and a room for each of us and on the second floor was my workplace with my computer and graphic design equipment. Unfortunately, Jiro and Saburo’s idolization came with this universe as well with the two constantly butting heads for my approval. The worst it gets is on my birthday, since the day was right before Jiro’s and he would rub it in to Saburo that we got to celebrate together. Other than that, we were living pretty good, but the day the mics came our quiet life was thrown into the air. I knew no one and with my brother’s begging to join my team I was forced to agree out of fear of what Chuuoko might do if I hadn’t had a team by the deadline.

Meeting the other divisions we would be going against at the DRB was unnerving, I really didn’t want to have to worry about my younger bros fighting men nearly double their age, but it hit harder when I saw Ichiro there as well. He was the leader of the new universe Rabid Rapids and we would be forced to take them head on, we would lose the fight. While it had been a very terrible first experience for the three of us, Jiro and Saburo hadn’t lost their will and were even more determined to win the next one. I was proud of them but the battle left me with more uneasy feelings than anything, specifically about Ichiro and if I had unintentionally split up a family.

The two of us had run into each other the night before the battle and I had gotten to know him outside of the letters of cash he left behind for us. He spoke so fondly of his brothers with such a broken cadence that I couldn’t help but feel like I had taken away a brother they could’ve had. I tried to say something but before I could he just thanked me for taking such good care of them and left. The second most important person I had met on those days before the battle was Jinguji Jakurai, a former member of the once feared Dirty Dawg. While the two were at school I had called him with a million things I needed answers to.

Was Ichiro a good person?

Where was he all this time?

Does he deserve to see his brothers?

Did I take his brothers away from him?

It was definitely a lot to put on someone at once, especially over the phone, so after calming me down he made his way over to help me with any issues I had. Jakurai was such a genuine person out of the three members other ex-members, so I didn’t feel I had to worry about him being biased. To keep it simple, I felt terrible when I found out everything Ichiro was doing behind the scenes to keep his brothers safe at that orphanage. I DESTROYED A FAMILY. The rest of the plot of the AU is just slowly reintroducing Ichiro to his brothers and reuniting them with tons of family fluff in the middle.

Extra Info/facts for the AU!!!

⚽ I was thinking about changing the name of the group from ‘Buster Bros!!!’ to ‘Other Bros!!!’ short for Other Brothers since we’re brothers from other families! (Might change Rabid Rapids too but I dont have an idea yet)

♟ The animal theme has switched from the Rabid Rapids to us with me keeping my pink rabbit hoodie, but now Jiro has a light blue dog hood and Saburo has a pale yellow cat hoodie!

⚽ Jiro and Saburo help me with screen printing jobs!

♟ Since my Kanji reading is atrocious Saburo doesn’t make fun of Jiros inability to read Kanji in this universe.

⚽ Hifumi and I keep in contact after the battle so he can teach me how to cook healthier meals for the bros.

♟ Samatoki and Ichiro are on better terms but only because Ichiro has no energy to pick fights with him.

⚽ Since Im a graphic designer the bros are more creatively inclined instead of musically, Jiro still plays guitar but now he makes stencils for whenever he goes tagging. Infact, for Jiro’s room we got a bunch of acoustic wall foam for his walls and spray painted designs on them. I also painted a side of Saburo’s room with blackboard paint so he can use chalk to doodle or work out homework.

♟ I was thinking of adding a part where in the orphanage battle where I get some sort of eye damage and have to get glass eye so I’d get a green one so we can match having odd eyes. Although, I wasn’t sure if that was too much, so its still just an idea.

#⚽♟#Thats the AU!! I hope it was interesting to read and not too long!#I sped through the manga two times so I could double check the time line or least as much of the time line thats in english #I'm sorta undecided if I'll write this because on once hand I can't do series especially since I barely finish one shots #but I also really want to build on the universe #My half written Gentaro fic and Sasara/Doppo fic are looking at me #ah so many fics to write #brain full but motivation low #I love my lil bros and Im so happy Jiro and Is birthday is right next to eachothers!!#Im sorry Ichiro youre a good boy and you deserve a happy ending #And since Im a dumb gay I was thinking of who I could make my love interest #My ideas were Dice or Ichiro but I wonder if dating Ichiro would be weird #The romance isnt important I just like hanging out with Dice and Ichiro is cute #IDK!!! Im simply a fool #please forgive any goofs!

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dilfhakyeon-moved · 6 years ago

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please hit us with coffee shop au number 4 with ralbert 😩😩

Gang gang bitch I did it

Gonna add the tag list regardless bc hey I do… what I can

Warnings: some mentions of some nsfw stuff I guess uh, maybe language ? idk

It’d been quite a few times now, that this specific customer had been coming. Yes, a new “regular”, right ? At least that meant they were making money, Anthony clearly wasn’t about to complain about that. The guy was kinda cute too, wasn’t he ? He didn’t mind taking his order everytime he came in.

Or he wouldn’t mind, if that moron wasn’t giving a different name everytime, which was getting quite ridiculous.

What, he really had to write ‘Batman’ sometimes, that wasn’t something he enjoyed doing. Felt kind of stupid, like he was being played ; not once he had given his real name ( or at least the poor barista clearly doubted he’d gotten even one name right at this point ) and while it could be a fun game, he really… wanted to know what was the name of that ridiculously cute guy he saw come in more than once a week. Especially considering that guy was obviously doing it on purpose to bother him, he saw how he was being looked at ! He wasn’t stupid !

And since he wasn’t stupid, he’d decided to give it a shot and establish a strategy. Taking in account that guy had a schedule and only came on some days, he’d just hidden in the back room on a day he was meant to come, and… he did come !

But his disappointed, almost sad face as he realised the blond was nowhere to be seen, maybe it made him feel a little bad. But now he’d walked in, he couldn’t walk out without looking like an idiot. He was going to do the usual, and maybe give yet another different name ? Anthony listened closely from behind the door, but didn’t hear anything. Once the guy had gone to take a seat though, his coworker came to the back room and quickly the situation was sorted out.

He’d gotten the new name, but this time it felt like it was real. Poor guy probably didn’t want to mess with everyone, huh ? He’d just set his yes on that one specific twink and he’d decided it’d be so much goddamn fun to take his time. Unluckily, that one specific twink really wanted to spend time on him.

It was to say, he wasn’t the least attractive guy he’d met, right ? No, yeah, maybe he’d spent… quite some time just observing him from the counter, maybe he’d just gotten himself flustered with just how good he looked, these wild red curls framing his face so well, their hue somehow matching his dark brown eyes in warmth. They were so expressive too ; it was easy to read how mischievous he felt, or even what kind of day he’d been having. And all these beauty marks he’d managed to spot, they looked cute, didn’t they ?… his build, how frankly fit and even muscular he seemed to be, and… and his lips, they– they looked good, didn’t they ? They were soft - or that’s what he thought - and a nice pink, and… and, what if they happened to be pressed against - oh no, his skin ? No, no, his lips ? And his own lips, yes, Anthony’s, they could be wandering around that skin of his, and his hands racking through the mess that was his hair, and pulling on it when the redhead’s own hands were just perhaps, maybe–

Maybe that was too much and he really needed to stop being a creep, but everyone deserves to know his thoughts included cheesy romantic interactions ; well, how could he not picture himself having fun with a guy who was messing with him by never using his goddamn real name ? Maybe he’d just gotten himself a little turned on thinking about all this again, but he was also horny for cuddles and pretending they can dance tango. He won’t take constructive criticism.

“So, Albert.”

Before he’d even realised himself, he was sitting in front of… Albert. The grin on his face was quickly turning into a smirk, his freshly named friend was now giving him half of what could be called a death glare. He didn’t seem to upset though, his cheeks showed he was more flustered than anything else - which definitely got Race to laugh.

“What ‘bout that face, huh ? Did I insult you or what ?”

“There’s a reason I don’t use my name usually, jerk.”

“Yea, right, aside from playin’ with me ?”

Anthony leaned in his seat, eyebrows as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. “It’s my break, you’re lucky, ain’t ya ?” He then added, like it was actually his break. It wasn’t. They didn’t even close in that long, it was just pretty dead at the moment and he enjoyed wasting time there.

“Real lucky, Anthony.”

“We finally get to talk, Albert.”

“We sure are talking, Tony.”

Ouch, a nickname already ? A shiver was sent down his spine. Yes, he was indeed absolutely weak for these, what could he say ! Not that he often got them anymore, but that only made it better. Or worse given the context, and maybe this time it’d be on the “worse” end of the stick. He just stuttered out an answer, which kind of sucked in itself.

“Right back at ya, … Albitch.”

Albert had to try really hard not to spit out his coffee as he heard that. Anthony could see it, and it wasn’t that it made him feel ridiculous, but… bleh.The next few minutes were just spent with them making eye contact constantly while the other was finishing his coffee. And once he was done, they stayed quiet for a little longer, just gazing into each other’s eyes. And maybe the blond was getting a bit lost in thoughts there again, but could he be blamed ? He was staring at this guy he’d been pretty much waiting to know for… months, at this point. THIS was ridiculous. He agreed he was a silly person in general, but he’d waited so long, it wasn’t even funny anymore.And in that time they just spent not talking, it just so happened it was time for the shop to close. Great, right ? No, okay, he was actually going to get to it, pretty boy…. hot guy could wait a little.

Fast forward to when the shop had finally closed, after his one coworker had taunted him about the quick looks he gave their good ol’ customer while the latter was just constantly staring at him… no, checking him out.

Everyone was out, and everyone’s favourite twink was now free to talk with his… acquaintance, who was leaning against the wall outside ( duh ).

“So, day’s ending.”

“Yea. Pretty cool, it was boring.” Act casual, yeah ?

“No plans tonight, I’m expecting ?”

Frankly, he’d have accepted it very easily, hadn’t Albert sounded like an ass about it. How dare he assume he didn’t already have a very good lover, or even friends, or… or that he wasn’t going to go out partying ?

“I mean, you’re working tomorrow too, so I figured.”

Ah, well. Fair, with that reasoning, he couldn’t deny it.

“Even though you don’t seem like the kind'a guy to do reasonable stuff.”

… Fair again. He was being insulted there, wasn’t he ? He had no argument against it, but at the same time it kind of made him feel bad, until he felt the other’s hand on his own. He blinked, and quite snapped back into reality instead of drifting away in his own thoughts.

“So I’m decidin’ I’m taking you out tonight. Sounds good ?”

Well, fucking sure it sounded good ! If he had to be going out after work with anyone, it better be with that goddamn chaotic redhead.

“Hopin’ it’s a date ‘cause I ain’t got money,” the blond eventually answered, his smile slowly making its way back to his face. “Don’t care about the place, by the way. Can’t be picky when you make coffee for a livin’.”

Once again getting a laugh out of Albert, he decided to properly hold his hand. Even if that meant his cheeks were more colourful just for a few.

“So we’re going on a date ?”

“Yea.”

“Anywhere ?”

“Don’t care.”

“Good, 'cause I don’t know where we’re going yet.”

“You’re stupid.”But he was quite happy with going on a date with that stupid guy.

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cosmicpixel01 · 7 years ago

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The Stains of Yesterday

Hey guys! I dont write much but I really wanted to write something to accompany this piece i drew for @thelostmoongazer‘s HATIM Au! I probably might have butchered charactization a little bit but heck I had fun with this.

Enjoy the fic! Bendy’s thoughts after getting out of the studio, and going to live with Henry.

In a sleepy, cramped house in the blue-grey neighborhood, Bendy would have never thought to have been relieved by the onset of rain. The worn grandfather clock ticked to the current time of 5:32 am, the ticking of the second hand droning on with the passage of time, time that Bendy somehow wished he could understand.

Just days ago, he would have been scrambling to find some sort of shelter from the rain, wherever he could, he hated when his ink would run and stain the inside of his clothes, it would make them dry and scratchy once they dried off again and it could stay that way for weeks. But now… he was inside of a small, dry house. One that he would call home, had he ever known what that was like in the first place. What he knew of home was seen in the kindness others had shown him, whenever that might have been, whenever it passed by. It made him feel belonged, even if he eventually became bitter, and shrugged it off as an illusion of such. He had always felt so...foreign, in this world where he was told he would never belong… not without him.

The constant rambling of his thoughts had been absolutely maddening lately. He could barely sleep thinking of all that had transpired at the studio; whatever sleep he did manage to aquire was littered with nightmares, a broken record of words and phrases and actions that led to him and his friends being ushered quickly into a tired house with a tired animator; scarred from some sort of horrible mutation that was brought upon him against his will, by none other than his very own creator. All of this in an otherwise quiet town; set to the rhythm of its grandfather clocks.

What felt like years happened in minutes, did he ever wish he could understand the unforgiving ticking of time.

As thunder sounded, Bendy curled up into the blanket in the strange house. There was a scarce amount of furniture, a thin layer of dust on everything that had yet to be cleared away since Henry’s return. He glanced out of the window which had already begun to gather stray drops of water that had fallen from the sky. Bendy muttered to himself. “Looks like it’s gonna come down pretty hard-”

CRACK!

“AHHHAH!!!” Bendy jumped as the lightning bolt sounded closeby, and he clutched the blanket closer to himself, embarrassed by his outburst, cringing at the sound he felt linger in the quiet room. The noise settled, the clock kept ticking, yet his discomfort remained.

He didn’t deserve to be here. A jumpy mess of a toonish demon; a runaway reject whose every move seemed to have been WRONG somehow. Everything he did, everything he said, everything he felt. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

He stared at his hands, clenching and unclenching his cold fingers.

As if being real ever felt right.

Footsteps padded in from the kitchen, and Bendy turned to face the animator, walking into the living room in a white tank and a pair of grey sweatpants. He’d been recovering slowly, and Bendy had been tending to him, bringing him water and food and changing the sheets and pillow that had been soaked with the ink that Henry’s body was trying to purge itself of.

Henry’s mutation into...whatever Joey was trying to make of him, had luckily not gone through entirely. This left Henry human… but just barely. And seeing Henry go through the painful aftermath made Bendy’s chest feel heavy.

“You okay?” Henry asked, leaning against the doorframe for support. His face and shoulders were decorated with vein-like patterns of black, permanently infused into his skin and staining his blood vessels. His body chemistry was permanently altered by the events at the studio, pain etching itself through his body with the ink and his blood constantly trying to figure out which one belongs.

“Yeah,” Bendy shrugged, holding the blanket against himself. “M’ fine, sorry if I woke ya. I get s’a little early fer me to be shoutin like a banshee.” Bendy feigned a smile, but it wavered seeing Henry trying to hide his concern. He looked back down at his feet, which were dangling over the edge of the couch.

“Considering Boris won’t even leave the covers, you’re no trouble. Keh heh heh. *cough* Cough* *sigh* heh.” Henry tasted ink with his coughs, and took the handkerchief out from his pocket to wipe away the taste. Bendy said nothing. “So, how’d you sleep?” As if Henry even needed to ask.

The toon had barely slept a wink since that last night at the studio; between taking care of him and helping his toon friends get adjusted to the real world, he’d been stress melting for the last week over seemingly inconsequential slip-ups, and the grey circles under his eyes had been getting more and more apparent. “I slept okay. It’s raining pretty hard.” Bendy said mesmerized, gazing out at the sky.

“Yeah, I uh, gathered that.” Henry joked, somewhat disappointed when Bendy didn’t catch on and call him out, nor reciprocate his sarcasm. Bendy liked to remain light-hearted, as was his cartoonish nature, so whatever he was thinking about had to have been pretty serious. Walking into the kitchen, Henry started on a cup of coffee, putting on the kettle and pouring spoons of instant coffee into a mug. He peered into the fridge to find something to eat, but everything had to be cooked, and he wasn’t feeling up to it at the moment. He picked up the Egg carton, noting the drips of black ink on the top, probably from when Bendy attempted to make breakfast the other day. Successful in cooking... if the goal was half-burned, yet simultaneously half-raw eggs and a glass of milk.

Feeling a pang in his chest, he gripped the front of his shirt and quietly shut the door to the fridge, coughing into his handkerchief to see a large blot of ink dripping from his mouth. He slipped his hand under his shirt, feeling across the large, jagged scar. Where his heart was was where most of the pain was concentrated. He remembered that Bendy told him it might be doing that because it’s filtering out a particularly bad patch of blood; but it didn’t make the process any more enjoyable. He spat into the sink and got a cup of water, but could barely keep it down before he violently started coughing again. “Henry?” Bendy called out from the living room, hearing Henry hacking up a lung. “You okay? I can bring ya the coffee when it’s done if ya wanna stay in bed fer a little while longa’!” After clearing his throat and stifling the last of the coughs, Henry called back. “No it’s fine! *Cough* I need to get back up on my feet more around this house anyway; *cough! cough*” “Ya Shore?” Bendy questioned, still concerned. Henry wiped the ink from the side of his mouth, and went to the doorway, giving Bendy a wary smile and a thumbs up. He didn’t want to let himself get back to bed so easily, besides, Bendy sucked at making coffee.

Bendy couldn’t help but smirk; he was a resilient old man, he gave him that. Resilient, or just stubborn as all hell, he thought to himself. Whatever it was, it worked.

After a couple of minutes, Henry walked into the living room and looked over at Bendy, who was watching the rain fall on the window. “Mind if I join ya?” Henry asked, holding up the cup of coffee and motioning to the couch. Bendy silently scooted over and Henry sat next to him, gazing out at the window as well. “Ya cold?” Bendy asked, nothing the breath that wafted into the air with each word. Henry waved him off, leaning against the couch cushion comfortably.

“Don’t worry, I’m not actually… that cold at all. Heh, who knew demonic rituals could uh, make a guy- not that cold? Yeah I didn’t know where I was going with that either- Just uh, tryna make conversation...” Henry coughed uncomfortably, trying to shrug off his awkward remark. He noticed Bendy was looking at his hands; the black, inky veins clearly visible in this cold weather.

He looked down at his left palm, a solid, black inky spot that radiated to his fingers, try as he might he couldn’t wash it away, and trying acetone had been a mistake that he wished to not have a repeat of. He shifted his right hand uncomfortably, remembering the insatiable burning sensation, reminiscent of alcohol on an open wound, only much, much worse. Turning to Bendy he saw the little devil staring right at him.

Bendy turned his gaze quickly to the outside, though Henry saw he clutched the blanket a little tighter. Henry shifted on the couch, sitting up a little straighter. He felt at the sides of his eyes, knowing that the ink had turned his sclera a light shade of grey, his iris almost completely black, a stark difference pale hazel it was. It was a jarring difference.

“...Hey,” Henry started, “it wasn’t your fault you know. You couldn’t have known he would do that. He isn’t…. Joey wasn’t right in the head.” Bendy continued to stare out the window, yet he had curled his tail around himself at the mention of Joey’s name. “I… I let myself get tricked by him, I followed the letter inside, and... I let curiosity get the best of me and I-”

“If it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t yours neither.” Bendy snapped, turning to Henry. Henry gazed at him, not expecting him to respond in that way. Seeing his expression, Bendy turned away from Henry, biting his tongue, he seemed somewhat ashamed by his impulsive statement.

“No hey, you’re right, you know? It wasn’t my fault, I’m sorry.” Henry said nothing, waiting for Bendy to break the silence.

“No,” Bendy started, a sigh in his voice. “I’m sorry, don’t ya get it ya big lug? ...I can’t stop thinkin ‘bout… what he said.” Bendy sighed, letting the blanket fall off his shoulders as he turned his eyes back to the window, to the direction of the old studio. “I ran away, it was ME who decided to do that. An’ I left my friends behind so that- that monster- could do hell knows what ta them. They told me to leave but if I had just- if I had just t-tried harda’...”

Bendy let out a sharp exhale, as if the air in his throat was beginning to choke him. He swallowed, holding his glove to his eyes. “And then you-” his breathing wavered a bit and he pressed his eyes against the couch, a dribble of ink starting to form on his temple. “Ya looked so scared- And I’m…. ‘M sorry…” He started to shake and Henry held his shoulders, feeling Bendy flinch slightly in his hands.

“Shh hey, no one’s making you talk okay? You don’t owe me an explanation.” Henry let go of Bendy’s shoulders and Bendy looked at him, waiting for him to say something. Henry didn’t know what else to say, but made an attempt. “Look uh…. Geez, I know what happened back there was…. God dammit, it was fucking horrible okay? It was an absolute goddamn nightmare, for everyone, for all of us. And I know you don’t want me to sugarcoat it either; but believe me when I tell you that nothing that happened was YOUR fault.” Henry said, pushing a finger into Bendy’s chest accusatorily. Bendy flinched into the motion, but scowled up at henry indignantly. “What do you think would have happened if you stayed? Joey would have needed a sacrifice eventually, it was only a matter of time before he brought me to the studio. All that would have happened is you would have suffered; and hell, you might have even gone crazy! Been turned into god knows what Joey was trying to turn you into!”

“Well MAYBE, tha’s wha woulda been fer the best!” Bendy snapped, standing up on the couch, snarl in his jaw. He started at the confused and surprised look in Henry’s eyes, yet he didn’t stop looking at the animator. He sat back down, tense, and let the blanket fall down around his shoulders. “Then you woulda killed me, and I’d be better off like that, rather than havin’ been scamperin’ around this town like a rat for the last thirty years. I never belonged, anywhere.” Bendy looked down at his hands, bandages falling off of his old gloves. “And I still don’t belong. Not with you, not with Boris and Alice… maybe the studio really was where I was supposed to be, maybe that place was all I was. And now it’s just-”

Bendy stopped abruptly seeing Henry sit up, and he flinched hard, gritting his teeth. He shut his eyes, mind going through everything he must've done wrong and how he was about to be retaliated against. After fearful moment, he realized Henry had taken him up into a firm, yet caring, embrace.

He untensed slowly, letting his fists unclench themselves, and his heartbeat slow down. He sat dazed, dissociating for a moment before feeling moisture on his shoulder, and a sob rise up in Henry’s throat. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around Henry as well, trying to fight back tears that threatened themselves as they welled up in his pie-cut black eyes.

“Now come on…” Bendy started, voice starting to waver. “Now… wh-why are YOU cryin’, old man?” Henry sniffed, and held onto Bendy tighter.

“I never would have wanted to just kill you, Bendy. I couldn’t have just done that; not as easily as you would have thought.” Henry said, breathing heavily. The sobs made it harder to breathe, but he didn’t want to let go. “You’re not just better off dead; I don’t know what he told you or what he did but it’s n-not- true. He’s a fucking liar, nothing but a liar.” He held Bendy’s shoulders and Bendy looked to him, shocked at his change in disposition. “I designed you Bendy. I poured my heart into your design; your personality. You were meant to be so much…. Energetic, happy-go-lucky, mischevious and fun-loving- But all of it just went so wrong…” His shoulders became heavy, and he lightly ran his thumb across Bendy’s cheek. “He really hurt you, didn’t he?”

Those last words rang through Bendy’s ears like the sound of a clock striking the hour. He held his chest and clenched his teeth, shaking his head before burying himself into the animator’s shoulder. He sobbed heavily, and Henry held onto him, letting him let it out. Bendy couldn’t handle it, what transpired at the studio, the reminders of everything Joey had done before, the years of lost hope and pessimism and hunger… all those years of just trying to make it as an outcast, and now, he just couldn’t handle needing to come to grips with reality, a reality he’s been skirting on the edge of for nearly 30 years.

What he tried to say came out as incoherent rambling, about Joey, about Boris, Alice, about Henry and about the guilt he felt. He rambled about his fear, anxiety, and what he couldn’t explain, a heaviness that he couldn’t put a finger on.

He felt as if Henry was going to disappear, and he would wake up on a street corner somewhere, needing to find a place to dodge out the rain. It’s just what he was used to, it’s what felt familiar. But instead Henry wrapped the blanket around his shoulders, and wiped the ink running down his cheeks softly as Bendy’s breathing calmed down, and even offered him something to warm to drink.

It felt alien to have someone there. He felt undeserving of it all, and yet as he looked down into the cup of hot chocolate that Henry put in his hands, he felt warm inside. Someone who cared about him. He knew that feeling once, but it quickly soured with time. But looking at Henry’s face, the look of concern even while he was at this low point, one he never saw on Joey; it made Bendy feel just a little more real.

They sat in the living room in silence, while Bendy quietly sipped his cocoa, and Henry his coffee, as the sky greyed a little more, as the sun shined behind the rainclouds.

“Th...thanks.” Bendy said, breaking the silence. Henry smiled, and Bendy smiled back, genuinely.

“It’s the least i can do. Trust me on this.”

...

After a few more moments, Henry spoke up again. “So, *cough* I know you don't want to go into detail, and that’s okay. But, you’ve been very distant lately. Is there anything particular on your mind?”

Bendy didn’t stop looking over into the direction of the studio, still holding the cup tightly even after he drank the last of its contents. His tail slowly curled around him, and he glanced down into his reflection on the porcelain.

“Joey.” He stated plainly. Just hearing his name, even out of his own lips, stirred such an indescribable discomfort in him. Henry’s eyebrows rose in surprise ever-so-slightly, and Bendy gazed back out the window. “Eva since I left, it felt like that studio was tryna draw me back. Somehow, in some way, I always felt the need to go back there.” He fidgeted slightly, and put the cup in the floor, laying his hands in his lap. “As if… it really was my home. That it really was where I was meant to be.”

Henry wanted to say something, but knew Bendy wasn’t done saying his piece. He sat still, slightly leaned in as he sat. Waiting, listening.

“Joey… he told me this. He wouldn’t let me forget. ‘The studio is where you’re meant to be, Bendy.’,‘You can’t escape your past, ink demon.”... Y..’You belong to me, Bendy.’ an’ I just…. Can’t stop thinking about it.” Bendy wiped a bit of nervous, dripping ink off with his two index fingers, and gazed at them as a shadow seemed to fall over his face. “I could control the ink, only in the studio could I do that. I was connected to it. An’... it really did feel like, that was where I was meant to be. He clenched his fist, looking at the blanket which he then clutched against his body.

“No matta how much I hated every bit of it.”

“An even if that isn’t where I am now- Even if it’s not home to me anymore- I know that the past is what makes ya… an’- I don’t wanna BE made of- that. I don’t want t-to- think all I am was Joey’s- runaway demon’. The devil that made him do those things.”

“Bendy,” Henry sighed, “it’s…. Well it’s OKAY to feel like you belonged there. It was the only place you knew. It’s where you, well ‘grew up’ I guess, god I’m, I’m not good at the reassuring thing; sorry about that.” Henry shifted on the couch, leaning back and staring at the ceiling. “But, I think I kinda get what you mean. Even if it was bad, it’s not like you have much to compare it to. Yours was what we’d call a ‘hard knock life.’”

“Wha’s that?”

“Well basically, it’s when life kicks you down, and then things just kind of pile up after that and you’re not really sure what getting up feels like, because you’re just always in the gutter? Not, like, literally, though. It’s more of a metaphorical thing.”

“Can ya be a tad more clea’?”

“Well your life, frankly, has been shit.”

Bendy’s eyes widened at the blunt statement and he suddenly snickered at that, in a sort of self-deprecating kind of way. “Yeh, heh, can’t argue wit that.” He scratched his chin, smiling to himself. In a way it was just, kind of reassuring to hear that all the terrible things he’d gone through were, in fact terrible. That he lived a “hard knock life”, and that nobody was trying to sugarcoat it.

“But, ya know,” Henry started. Bendy looked back up to him, and Henry rubbed the back of his head. “You, well, you have a home here now. So, maybe we can change your whole, shitty life thing? That is, if you’d like to stay. Boris and Alice are welcome to stay too, you know.” Bendy’s tail swung behind him slowly, taking in what Henry said.

“Wh… ya-ya really mean that? You’ll let me stay here?!”

“Well, yeah. I’ll of course ask Alice and Boris too, but for however long you want to stay, my home is your home. I can’t just leave you guys-” Henry stopped as Bendy pulled him into a firm hug, burying his face into his shoulder, unable to hide the wide smile that spread across his face, and the tears that pricked the sides of his eyes.

A surprised Henry reciprocated the hug, grinning softly at the toon, who couldn’t seem to stop smiling. “Hey come on now, we’ve had enough waterworks for one day, don’t you think?” Bendy laughed, wiping his eyes with his palm.

“Psh, I ain’t crying; Ts’ the humidity er somethin’... allergies. I’m tired. Yadda yadda.” Bendy smiled at Henry, a genuine, happy smile. “Thanks… ol’ man.”

Henry patted Bendy’s head, smiling in return.

“Heh, your welcome. There’s that award-winning smile.”

A rumble of thunder sounded outside, and Bendy stared at the sky as the rain picked up in intensity. Droplets of rain cascaded down the pane, pooling at the sill and dripping off into the back porch. Bendy shivered, a cool breeze passing through the room, and he pulled the blanket over to himself.

“Keheheh *cough* bet you you’re glad I saved ya from that rain, huh?” Henry needled at the little devil, nudging his side. Bendy cocked an eyebrow and offered a teasing smirk.

“Ayy hey hey fat chance ol’ man! I’m the one who saved YOUR butt, rememba’?” Bendy pointed a finger toward Henry, and Henry pushed it away, with a sarcastic eyeroll accompanying the playful gesture.

“Yeah yeah, sweating the little details… I’m glad you’re here too.” Henry smiled tiredly at the little devil in front of him, and Bendy smiled too, sighing softly. He rested his head on Henry’s chest, hearing his slow, calming heartbeat. It was slower than the ticking of the clock, slower than a normal heart too; but nevertheless, Henry made him feel safe.

He yawned, tail curling over the edge of the couch, and his eyelids got heavy on him as he laid his head on his arms. It wasn’t long before he had dozed to sleep, the sound of raindrops on the sill and on the roof above his head.

Henry watched the rise and fall of the little devil’s chest as he laid on him, noting how tired the poor guy was. He’s only been taking care of him and his sorry ass for the last week, it was no wonder the guy practically passed out from exhaustion. Henry worried, how was he going to be able to handle the toons? He would need to clean out that guest room somehow, find space for the three of them, need to figure out how to get them adjusted to life outside the studio, all it’s brightness and loudness it’s tendency to be overwhelming, even to a seasoned veteran like himself. He glanced over at the clock; it was nearing 6 am. Has it only been half an hour? His coffee had barely even gotten cold.

He laid his hand on Bendy’s head as he snored softly, and watched the rain wash away the stains of yesterday. They would figure things out. In time.

Thank you for reading! Comments are always appreciated!! I tried!! haha

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peachiejihoonie · 7 years ago

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yoon jisung - demigod!au; nemesis

for those who dont know, nemesis is the goddess of revenge, retribution and balance

shocked? same for jisung.

jisung was adopted by a very loving and caring family with very accepting siblings.

no one knows about his family or past; it was the cliche, he was left on rhe porch of the family in basket wrapped in a ducky blanket, something he still dearly treasures since he feels its his only connection to his biological parents.

he was home schooled, so he had a limited amount of friends which meant he was very protective and loving of his family.

he lived a pretty normal life, and since he wasn’t exactly the most powerful of demigods, monsters didn’t really bother to chase him down.

up until he was about to finish highschool with his home school program thing that is

he was at the grocery store, picking up produce for his family since he had promised to cook dinner that night,

he was reaching for the tomatoes when a big burly hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

slowly looking up he saw a big muscular man looking down at him with the biggest huffs and puffs coming out out of his mouth.

“y-yo-you can ha-a-ave th-the to-to-toma-tomato if yo-you want” he stuttered, gulping a lump down his throat.

slowly, he watched the big man throws his wrist down and the tomato flung out of his hand smashing into the shelf, the force creating a hole through the shelf

luckily the civilians around only saw it splatter onto the cereal boxes because of the mist but many angry customers were watching in disgust

jisung ran over to the shelf and attempted to pick up the tomato but of course in his vision it wasn’t there but behind the shelf

he looked up, about to ask why the man did that but instead was meet with a kick in the gut that flung him into shelf

screams exploded around him and he gripped his stomach painfully

the man had reached his eye level, just grunting and smirking, through his blurry vision, jisung noticed his eyes slowly combining into one and he wanted to scream, realizing he was witnessing a cyclops about to beat him to pulp

instead only tears rolled down his checks and inaudible sounds escaped from his mouth. all he could think about was his family and how theyre going to react if he suddenly died or disappeared

as the cyclops was about to grab him, he squeezed his eyes shut, (causing more tears to spill) expecting to be crushed but instead he heard another loud crash

there you were, all bad ass in just a tshirt and jeans. he had realized you had kick down the cyclops twice your size.

before the cyclops could get back up your frame was already on top of him, your dagger already aligned with it’s eyes

jisung’s sobs erupted as you jabbed your dagger in and quickly jumped off the cyclops, grabbing his hands, pulling up his knees

“stop crying we gotta go okay" you said hurriedly, trying to calm him down

he’s a child; cheeks stained red, eyes shut tightly with over flowing tears and you raise a brow

“I ha-have t-t-to c-co-co-cook din-dinner"

you end up having to drag him out of the grocery store before the cyclops could attack again, you both run blocks until you make it to a parking lot

now he’s panting, sobbing and wont stop rambling about his family

“look as much as you love your family, you’re in danger okay” you’re trying not to rolling your eyes cause honestly what the fuck

you explain to him he NEEDS to bounce on over to camp half blood because monsters are after him since he’s a demigod

he’s stubborn though, he refuses to go with you he just needs to cook for his family

and you both just keep bickering like why can’t he understand he needs to fucking leave he’s in danger

and why cant you understand that family is important and that he can’t just disappear

you guys are having major culture shocks, it just something each of you weren’t used to

you weren’t used to the idea of a loving and tightly knitted family and he wasn’t used to “fending for yourself”

so you guys compromise, he can finish this dinner thing and then the next morning he’ll leave with you with the condition that he can come back and that you’d stop bringing up this demigod nonsense for one night

so you guys go grocery shopping together again, he notices your uptight behavior and constant glances of worries and he tries to ease you by being his good ol happy self, all meme like and jolly

you guys also end up introducing yourselves (finally)

as you guys are the leaving the store, he apologizes about your dagger and you blinked a couple times like “wdym?????”

and he’s like “your dagger ?????? the one you left in the cyclops???????”

“OOH, dw bout it, it’s gonna come back”

he’s dumbfounded, like what the fuck are you saying ?????

“it’s reappears when I need it, it’s name it’s emfanistei"

“oh that’s cute it’s literally named reappear”

and he catches himself, he’s wide eyed

“w HY dO I kNoW THa T?????????????” he freaks the fuck out

and you’re like chiiiiiilllll it’s cause you’re greek u demigod calm down

when you make it back to his place, you’re starting telling him you’ll be back at dawn he has math equations around his head

“where are you going?”

“finding a motel?”

this is also the first time you hear jisung go “what the fuck” and you see him with the most sassiest face that you didn’t think the crybaby happy go lucky boy could pull off

he forces you to eat dinner with his family, they’re all really sweet and all but you’ve never felt so out place

they’re all so sweet and caring it makes you feel bad for intruding

you both somehow bs an explanation and they’re convinced that he’s going to some intern summer camp thing

he insists you sleep on his bed and he takes the bean bag but you refuse, feeling bad for what you put him through all day

you both end up staying up a bit too late, discussing each other lives

he was extremely fascinated by your demigod life

you also learn he’s adopted and that’s why hes so caring about his family

“i mean, i can’t loose two families right??”

he’s the type to suppress all his feelings in order to make other people feel better please protect the boy, hes actually sad deep down

he talked about how he used get bullied for it, how people told him how he was unwanted and useless

it didn’t help that he was dyslexic and had adhd so he just turned to home schooling

he came to terms with it, knowing that he was loved by his family, whether or not they had the same dna and blood

“I live a very happy and wholesome life now and that’s all that really matters right?”

he doesn’t really hold a grudges against his biological parents, but he would just like to know why or what happened

the next, he was all packed and ready to, packed as in just some essentials that he couldn’t survive without (his blanket)

it takes a lot of walking and buses to get to camp half blood, which makes a lot of room for conversations

there were a few awkward silences, good long talks (mainly him) and lots of exchanged jokes (also mainly him)

you guys end up talking about his potential parents and you were honest and said that he was probably demeter’s son but you really couldn’t tell

he realized that he knew nothing about your parentage so he was slightly surprised that you were ares’s child

“isn’t he like mean??? scary????? wAR??????”

and you kinda just chuckle because wow such stereotypes you’ve placed upon me

“but you’re so kind??? quiet??? i’m confused???”

and yall make it to camp half blood!!!!!

as soon as you get there your cabin mates kinda just scoff at him

“you got sooo lucky bro that they found you”

“ya, if we found you, you would’ve been done, you look like a twinkie”

and they snicker at each and you just roll your eyes

“leave him alone, its literally his first day”

he realizes that you’re really not the stereotypical ares kid

“oh shut up reject, this is why dad never sends you off to quests or gives you gifts.”

you’re walking away and jisung follows, trying to comfort you but you end up comforting him

“its fine, ares kids are always like that, just ignore them”

and this happens constantly and everytime jisung would just run by your side

honestly since he’s so cheery and happy, he’s loved by many campers, except for the ares cabin

but he never ever drifts from you, you’re still his top priority

you think he’s just being sweet and nice to you because you sorta saved his life

he always saves you a seat during meals and has your favorite drink already at the table

at the bonfire, he’d always have an extra large blanket for you to share

he even let you stay at his hermes cabin over night once because your siblings were being assholes

(he’s in the hermes cabin because he wasn’t claimed yet)

thats’ the night you realize how fast your heart races when you’re around him

you liked him

something about the two of you just clicked

it takes him a while to get claimed but he does, during a game of capture the flag

you get in a fight with your other cabin mates and they’re blaming you for losing

even though jisung was on the other team, he came over and stood up for you

he cited how unfair your teammates were acting and insisted that they shouldn’t get to use the showers first since they were being assholes

“how does that even remotely make sense? that’s so petty, like showers???” your half siblings complained

“yea, cause you guys are complaining about something bratty, that means you get a bratty punishment”

even mr.d was amused by the solution since he was overhearing the argument

bam, he’s claimed by his mother nemesis

everyone is shook and he doesn’t understand why at first; theres a lot of scattered whispering

you have to explain to him that her children are known for being traitors, and self entitled assholes

it takes him a while to get used to, he’s angered by her because she’s kinda known for being a huge asshole and sorta evil and hes the polar opposite

but overtime he accepts himself like he always does, he realizes that he is a firm believer in balance

he doesn’t believe in irrational punishment and revenge, but he knows when its needed.

so he ends up becoming a referee for capture the flag occasionally when mr.d isn’t available because he’s “busy”

one time during another argument that involved you again, the ares cabin called him out for being your little guard dog

“so what if i stand up for them?” jisung responds “you guys are the ones treating them like shit”

“ya okay, go ahead, go to your little boy toy since you’re such a weakling and can’t stand up for yourself”

and jisung’s sassy side just goes OFF

“look here, you know damn well that y.n can literally beat the both of you into a pulp, unlike you though, they doesn’t feel the need to show off nor waste their energy on such useless statements, especially from low lifers like you guys.”

and the two ares children that were talking are furious but before they attack jisung you kinda just kick them down

“leave him alone okay, hes not my boy toy, I can genuinely for people unlike you inconsiderate assholes”

and as you two are walking away, he realized what you said

“you care for me?” he asked

“ya?” you bluntly replied

“like care care for me?”

“what does that even mean?”

“i like you” he blurts

and yall date,

and you perfectly balance each other ;-)

he’s really talkative and you’re a great listener

he makes you laugh and relax and you keep him check

you’re both protective of each other

he really loves embarrassing you cause you’re still pretty shy about skinship,

he finds you all red faced super cute

hes always sitting with the hermes cabin since he had been close with a lot of them since he wasn’t claimed for a long while and he has no one in the nemesis cabin that he isnt he afraid of

and he always invites you over during meal times and the hermes cabin relentlessly tease you guys

he races you up the lava climbing wall and never wins

you help him with the history of greek mythology to which he always claims is boring and useless

when he sees you during sword fight class and defeating someone he would cheer so loud it almost embarrasses you

“yEES thAtS mY ArES sIGnIFIcaNT OThER!!!!!!” “MY 10 OUT OF 10!!!!” “look did you see them just drop kicked that big guy?? tHEYrE mInE!!”

and he’s all the way across the field near the cabin so everyone can hear him

your first kiss was at the armory while you guys were searching for a weapon for him

ya you both didn’t realize he was playing capture the flag weaponless

“what, i didn’t even do much anyways, i just kinda looked around, and if i found the flag i just told my teammates? besides, i don’t even play that often anyways”

“but yoU WeRE wEAPonlESS???? dEFenSeLeSS??????”

but you guys both find a him sword after sorting through all the too heavy and too light ones

“thanks babe youre the best! :-)))” and he kisses your cheek “perks of dating an ares child !!!!”

god hes such a cutie

and you don’t realize that you’re staring at him, admiring his cute his smile and his half closed eyes

but he does, so he leans in to try to kiss you, but accidentally knocks down the barrel of spears, scaring the daylights out of you

he’s bright red and giggling and you just sigh and you end up kissing him, holding up the barrel of swords that was behind the spears just in cases it falls

you guys are exactly the the unexpected

the two scary mean violent cabins, dating in one peaceful harmony

how ironically fitting

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