#I’m a smut blog but san is HUMAN

[roomsofangel]

IN THE ABSENCE OF EVERYTHING, I PROMISE TO KEEP YOU WARM . . jeong yunho

“you’ve ruined me for anyone else, i don’t think i could ever stop loving you even if i wanted to.”

pairing idol!yunho x fem!reader

one sided dislike/hatred. sunshine x grumpy. could be seen as an enemies to lovers but it’s all one sided on y/n’s end and she just doesn’t like him in the beginning while yunho is completely oblivious, but still matches her energy.

genre angst, fluff, smut, fic.

synopsis ateez are on a much needed break after their recent comeback — traveling overseas for a short-term vacation, yunho desires nothing more than just to ease himself and let go of worries.

but with a run in with someone he deems an angel in human skin, yunho learns she doesn’t know who he is and pretends to be someone else.

filled with secrets and a burning romance, yunho learns that no matter what you do or how hard you try, life just isn’t fair.

and he only had himself to blame.

warnings mature themes, mainly due to language. a lot of dishonesty. hurt without comfort if i’m being honest. nsfw later on. arguments and miscommunication. reader and yunho don’t have a good first impression at all, and they both don’t use the most nicest words at first. a lot of talk of mental health, exhaustion, and being overworked.

notes this is told in past tense, yunho’s pov. think of it as you are listening to him tell the story after it all ended, only knowing his side. this was also going to be a one shot, but i instead have changed my mind and went with original idea when first planning this, and this will be a fic.

a/n this is a repost! so if it sounds familiar i originally posted this with my old blog mothworked!

status ongoing

started 05/06/23

completed n/a

reblogs & comments are very appreciated and also help out a lot! thank you for reading and giving my work a chance ^_^

. . . # chapters !

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five | chapter six | chapter seven | to be continued. .

PREVIEW BELOW. . !

yunho hasn’t been happy in a while.

he doesn’t know when or where this sudden realization came into place, nor does he know when the feeling of numbness even decided to pop in for a chat as if it was a distant relative who came over for the holidays and refused to be put to bed.

he just knows he hasn’t been the same person after their comeback — assuming that he was only overworked, this will cease.

it didn’t.

his hands shoved his clothes into the oversized suitcase, hearing the zipper tug and close his belongings all tightly knit together, yunho let out a huff of air, allowing himself to pause for a minute, take in everything while staring blank at the pompompurin keychain he had setting on his nightstand with the mental reminder to hook it onto his bag to match with mingi — “will this actually do anything?” he voiced outloud, grumbling before pulling and rolling the suitcase off his bed and down the hall, “i’m here.”

the first person to lift their heads towards him was hongjoong who smiled in response, eyes showing he was just as exhausted and eager for this break, “does anyone know where we’ll be going?” he asked

“california — not so bad, huh?” seonghwa acknowledged, a light tone to ease the tension created from just the lack of care to their needs that begun to radiate off of then in their tones and actions

and yunho wanted to believe him, he really did.

but the feeling in his chest was yelling at him otherwise.

“san’s birthday is coming up,” yeosang mentioned one night while he and yunho unpacked, the two sharing a room together after losing a game of rock paper scissors

yunho could recall the shade the walls were painted, green lily. mingi was the one who mentioned the color by name and it had made them all erupt in fits of giggles on how — and why, he knew something like that but thanked him nonetheless, san announcing the dorms should be painted the same shade before getting a pillow aimed towards his head by a sleepy jongho

and now, yunho was scurrying around downtown LA, attempting to find a good present for his friend. why was gift shopping so hard? would san even like it? no, scratch that, san loved anything given to him — he was just a big ball of sunshine.

it was yunho who wouldn’t deem it good enough.

maybe coffee would help, yeah, that would. just something to distract his neverending nerves so he can think better. he should’ve asked seonghwa, he thought to himself.

the sky was clear, the sun being bright and reflecting on his freshly dyed scalp, it was his mind that was clouded and unable to steer in one set direction — not fully processing where he was going, only aware he was aiming towards that coffee shop he noticed. oh, if he knew then, he would’ve turned around.

colliding with a body, soft gasps and cold drink being spilled on his warm skin, “fuck,” he cursed out loud at the sudden temperature and new situation

and that’s when his eyes met yours.

but with the way his day and emotions had been, he didn’t intend for his next words to be come off so harsh, “i’m sorry”

you looked at him with an annoyed expression, brows knitted tightly together, “just watch where you’re going now i have to deal with a day without my drink.”

scoffing, yunho shook his head, “i wouldn’t be talking if i were you, you basically were fucking naurto running into my chest,”

you let out a huff, “naurto running?!” running your fingers through your hair, you shook your head, “if i wasn’t so mad, i would have laughed.”

“i can get you another one,” yunho tried to compromise, not wanting a feud with a stranger over a drink

plus, he wasn’t sure if you knew he was an idol and if you did, he didn’t have any desire to end up on an article, his thoughts broken by your scoff

“no fuck you, i wanted that one,” you folded your arms over your chest, eyes darting to the floor before you started getting napkins to clean up, yunho unaware of why he followed behind

“are you this uptight all the time?” yunho blurted, earning his chest to hit your back before you turned with raised brows

“only to dumbasses who make me spill my drink.”

“touché.”

he finally convinced you to let him get you another drink, taking a seat by you while the straw was between your lips and your fingertips tapped the cold plastic cup that had water droplets decorating, “you can leave now,” you said

“don’t flatter yourself, i ordered something too,” yunho shook his head

you sneered, “your presence just annoys me.”

yunho leaned forward, propping himself up with his elbows as he looked at you with a mocking grin to tease you more, “is that any way to talk to me after i got you another tea, which may i add, at a coffee shop?” he paused, looking at you taking a bite of your cake pop, “plus that cake pop.”

“yeah.” you shrugged

yunho ordered hot chocolate, his intentions were to get an iced americano but with the day he was having, his taste changed for today, his hands holding the warm wrapped brownie he hoped to enjoy if not giving it to san later

you teased him about it which was fair, he did so about your tea.

“what’s your name?” he asked

met with silence.

“hello, are you deaf?” he titled his head in response, you looking at him with a teasing grin

“for you, yeah.”

ignoring what you had said, yunho straightened his posture, “i’m yunho and you are?”

and yet again, met with your silence

“you’re making this really herd,” he huffed

“that’s the goal.” you replied

yunho didn’t know how much longer the two of you sat in silence, eating and drinking before you began getting up to clean your area, he remembered how the strands of your hair fell in front of your face and you harshly moved them aside in annoyance, jaw clenched while you got your bag that he didn’t realize you had with you — eyed landing on a specific dangling keychain that resembled the one he had connected, before he could make a comment about coincidences, you spoke

“y/n.”

“huh?” he questioned

you dusted yourself off and laughed, “my name is y/n, you asswipe.”

that was the first time he met you

and sometimes he wished he would’ve left you alone after that

maybe the two of you would have been better

maybe you wouldn’t hate him this much

and maybe he could’ve done things differently if he had another chance

but you won’t give him one

and he knows he doesn’t deserve it after what he did.

it was almost fate.

the situation and timing could come off as such — at least, yunho wanted to believe the two of you were starcrossed lovers destined to get it right either in this life or the next one.

he didn’t expect to see you there, polished and composed, the opposite of who he met the day prior. you radiated something that he knew he wouldn’t be able to get enough of.

and he couldn’t.

even now, he found himself drowning in your memory and wanting to be swept under permanently — it nearly sounds as if he was praying for a fatal outcome, but he did not want to die. he just wanted his heart back.

the same one that still stayed in your hands while yours was forcibly removed from his

[cxdemistake]

—Time slips away!

Burn out, don’t fade!

Dance on my grave!

I will never be them!—

Indie multimuse, multifandom blog.

Canon and OC muses present

Currently mobile-only

Semi-selective, semi-active

Open to asks and messages

More info (link to OCs, list of canon muses, writer info, and rules) under the cut.

OC Links

*Note: A few characters’ appearances/voices have changed, so make sure to check out the tags on the blog. OCs are tagged with “; (name)”— for example, my character Myarel is tagged with “; myarel” (no quotations).*

Canon Muses

*Note: Many of these muses aren’t listed on my muse page due to being unable to update said page from my phone. Muse tags vary. Some are tagged with fancy tags but I may switch between those and regular tags. They’re listed here in alphabetical order by fandom.*

**Edit: I’ve also marked which fandoms/muses are most active. Very active fandoms will be bolded, semi-active italic, and dormant/needing some time before interaction are regular text. I’ll also put an asterisk after new muses/muses I haven’t played yet. I beg that if a fandom isn’t bolded or italicized that you discuss it with me before sending something in or making a starter— I have a lot of muses and it takes time to get into the swing of new ones when I’m not in the right mindset!**

The Arcana: Asra Alnazar*, Julian Devorak, Portia Devorak*, Faust

American Gods: Mad Sweeney

Assassin’s Creed: Ezio Auditore da Firenze*, Aveline de Grandpré

Avatar: The Last Airbender: Zuko*

Back 4 Blood: Karlee*, Evangelo*

Baldur’s Gate 3: Astarion*

Boondock Saints: Murphy MacManus*

Call of Duty: Simon “Ghost” Riley*, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish*

Chappie: Chappie*

Columbo: Lt. Frank Columbo*

Dead Island/Riptide: Sam B, John Morgan*

Detroit: Become Human: Connor, Markus*

Dirty Bomb: Vassili*

Disturbed (band): The Guy*

Dream Daddy: Damien Bloodmarch*, Robert Small*

Dying Light: Kyle Crane*, Rahim*, Karim*

FNAF: Cupcake

Hazbin Hotel: Alastor, Angel Dust, Charlie, Husk, Lucifer

Homestuck: Gamzee, Calsprite

I, Frankenstein: Adam

Into the Badlands: Baron Quinn*

Jet Set Radio Future: Yoyo*

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure: Jonathan Joestar*, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo*, Josuke Higashikata*, Giorno Giovanna*, Jolyne Cujoh*, Caesar Zeppeli

Kingdom Hearts: Axel

Left 4 Dead 2: Ellis, Nick

Marvel: Nightcrawler*, Moon Knight*, Eddie Brock/Venom*

Monster High: River Styxx*, Operetta*, Frankie Stein*

The Nightmare Before Christmas: Jack Skellington*

Obey Me!: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo

Onmyoji: Yasha*, Hiromasa*, Susabi*

Pirates of the Caribbean: Captain Jack Sparrow*

Portal: GLaDOS

Red Dead Redemption: John Marston*, Arthur Morgan*

Rise of the Guardians: Jack Frost*

Skullgirls: Valentine

Stardew Valley: Shane*

Steven Universe: Garnet*, Ruby*, Sapphire*, Sunstone*, Sardonyx*, Rainbow Quartz 2.0*

Spiritfarer: Gwen*

Suicide Squad: Diablo

Undertale/Deltarune: Papyrus, Sans, Susie*

Until Dawn: Chris*

The Village: Ivy Walker

Walking Dead/Fear: Negan Smith, Daryl Dixon, Morgan Jones, Shiva, Victor Strand*, Qaletaqa Walker*, Crazy Dog*

Warframe: Excalibur Umbra*

Warm Bodies: R, M

What We Do In The Shadows: Nandor the Relentless*, Viago*, Vladislav*

Info About The Writer

Hi! I’m Alistair— you can call me that, or you can use my username for pretty much everywhere else, TheetyPie/Theety. I don’t mind either way.

I’m a trans guy, I use he/they pronouns. I’m panromantic/asexual, and I’m 27 years old.

I have 3 cats, they’re my babies. I also (as you can tell from above) have a lot of OCs, and the number is still growing. I want to turn my ideas into a bigger creation someday, still not sure exactly where I want to go with it.

I do more than write. I do art, I like video games, music, and just collecting stuff. Current obsessions are Monster High, Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, makeup, crystals, and jewelry.

Rules

The most important: I do not RP smut. In the past I’ve used the fade-to-black method, but I’m not entirely comfortable with that with most of my muses.

In the same vein, DO NOT FORCE SHIPS. I love ships as much as the next guy, but I would prefer to discuss it first, or for us to agree on it. It’s cool if your muse has a crush, totally fine— mine get crushes all the time! But make sure if you want to ship, we discuss it first.

In a similar vein to that one as well, no god-modding/powerplaying. If your character is strong, an immortal being, or whatever, cool! I have some of those too. But there should always be a limit. Don’t say your character is moving mine unless we’ve talked about that. Attempt to move them. Usually I follow along as long as boundaries aren’t pushed.

Don’t kill or seriously injure my muse without permission. Fights happen, of course, but again: discussion. I’m up for threads where my canon muses are injured or killed, but not where it happens to my OCs, unless we’re getting into a backstory and another OC that’s already deceased dies. Non-serious injuries are alright to come out of nowhere with, but if it’s a first meeting, I’d prefer to plot it out.

I’m semi-selective. I’m kind of particular about who I follow and who I thread with. I prefer us to be mutuals to thread, but you don’t have to be mutuals to send me things.

I’m very bad at keeping up with people. If you message me and I don’t respond, it’s usually bc I’m shy, I forgot, or I’m busy with work. It’s not you, I promise. Usually I don’t message first bc I’m nervous.

Back to shipping: I’m also multiship. Usually my ships are in different universes, unless discussed with all parties beforehand. The exception is a few of my OCs that are partnered together— ask about their availability. I love random ships, just talk to me about them!

I love duplicates of my muses. Whether it’s “x meets self” or I find someone I share a muse with, I love RPing with just about everyone. Please don’t hesitate to reach out if we have a muse in common!

One of my other most important statements, not really considered a rule, but it’s still important: if you want to know something about any muse, canon or OC, please tell me— ask or message me! I haven’t been able to write down a lot of info about any of them because I’m on mobile, but I will infodump for you if you need/want to know something. I love talking about my children, they’re precious to me.

If you send something in or make something for me when we haven’t even spoken, I might not feel comfortable responding. I’m very shy and nervous about not having any discussion beforehand. 😭

If there’s anything I left out or you need to know, just ask!

[despa1r-k0]

Welcome All!

This unfortunately is my blog. I write fanfics for a multitude of fandoms so there will be a little bit of everything here, don’t like it? Well that’s too bad isn’t it? This is also a VERY Nsfw blog so be aware

You all my call me Author-San or K.O

22

Male

Homosexual

What I will and NOT write

| Will

. Amab Male Reader

. Trans Ftm Reader

. Gn Reader

. Smut

. Fluff

. Headcannons

. One shots

. Imagines

. Bondage

. Non-con

. Dub-con

. Voyeurism

. Masochism

. Sadism

. Exhibitionism

. Poly/ Orgys

. Humiliation

Im pretty sure you get the gist a lot of R rated stuff I simply don’t do female readers because they have enough of their own fanfics, I also DONT wish for my writings to be viewed by Fujoshi’s or fem presenting readers it’s weird and i’d like you all to stay far away from me.

THAT BEING SAID

What I WONT Write

| Wont

. Children even platonic I just feel that it’s very odd

. Pedophilia that goes without saying

. Age play

. Any sort of human bodily fluids (i.e pee, scat)

. Angst my little heart just can’t take it i’m sorry

. Female readers

. Female characters

. Cringy reader yes this is a shot to some of you pick me male reader writers

[sunny-day-dream]

Welcome!

Hey I’m Anna, a long time nerd with a lot of fanfic/headcanon experience! I’ve been debating for years about writing for a variety of different fandoms, but I’ve finally started a new blog to give it a try!

I write make bots and I used to write fanfic. I love getting requests, and I’m happy to give almost any character a try! (if they’re not listed, feel free to ask anyway and I may be able to add them!)

My AO3

My KOFI

My Janitor.AI

All my GN!Reader fics/headcanons (for those wanting to avoid AFAB/Fem!Reader content)

(Please blacklist the tag .sunny rambles if you only want to see my headcanons and fics!~)

♥ This is an 18+ Blog, Minors DNI. ♥

Requesting Rules: 

Multiple requests are okay, but please do not spam them or they will be ignored

I will write whatever I find comfortable with, which may include some triggering content. This content will be tagged and listed at the beginning of any posts for you to view prior to reading.

What I will write:

I’m very open to writing anything, however, I will only write for Fem!Reader/User Or GN!Reader/User at this current time

Most of my content will be Smut or Fluff, just FYI  ♥

What I won’t write:

Underage content

Ageplay 

DD/LG

Watersports

Scat

Character x Character

Characters/Fandoms I write for: (Check back regularly as this list will be expanded)

FNaF (All games/books):

All Characters (Human or animatronic)

Deltarune:

Jevil

Spamton

The Batman:

Scarecrow

The Riddler

The Penguin

Dragon age inquisition:

Cole

Bull

Varric

‘Inquisitor’

More to be added

TMNT:

All turtles because I’m weak 😩

Poppy Playtime:

Huggy Wuggy

Undertale:

All sans AUs

All Papyrus AUs

Muffet

Grillby

Asgore

Mass Effect:

Any non human character 🤷‍♀️

Elder Scrolls: Skyrim:

Almost any character- emphasis on daedric princes (Clavicus Vile, my beloved)

Supernatural:

Pretty much any character- it’s been awhile since I’ve written for this fandom! 😩

Transformers:

Pretty much any Bot, with Human!readers~

Resident Evil:

Always been interested in writing for some of the mutations/ zombie types here!

L4D:

Hunter

Welcome to the game:

Look okay…they’re fucked up characters and I’m kind of interested in seeing how far I can push them…

The Magnus Archives:

Mainly interested in writing for the Spiral/ Michael, but I do love the other characters a lot sooo…

Among us:

Alright, but an imposter??? All inhuman and scary but soft for you and wanting you all to itself??? Yes.

Creepypasta/Marble hornets/Slenderverse in general I guess:

Laughing Jack

Eyeless Jack

Jeff the Killer

Ticci Toby

Masky

Hoodie

The Observer

(Feel free to request more if they're not listed here!)

SCP:

Again, love the games and the wiki and I’d be interested in playing around with some of the SCPs

OFF (Mortis Ghost):

Any Character!

JJK

Most male characters!

MHA

Any character!

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I AM open to writing for some characters not listed here, just ask if you’re unsure about who you want to request!

[t0wnspersonb]

You’re Beautiful (Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader)

Word Count: 4,784

Warnings: SMUT, slight angst, bullying, my shit writing, Kuroo being too damn hot

Summary: Despite how much you loved him, you couldn’t handle the constant bullying that came with dating one of the most sought after males at your school. The constant harassment from Kuroo’s fans ended with you breaking up with him. But when Kuroo founds out the truth... well he does everything in his power to make sure you’re taken care of.

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Anonymous said:

Hiii 🦊 Rachel here! Could I please request a scenario in which kuroo s/o has been being constantly bullied by kuroo's fangirls during months to the point in which her self confidence is almost crushed but she remain silent and decides to try yo break Up with him?. She appears the Next day at school wearing sexy clothes and make up to make them believe she Split Up with him seriosly. But kuroo notices what's happening and reassures her? Smut ending please if possible!! Thank u so much!! 😊

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Anonymous said:

Can I please request a scenario where Kuroo helps his gf relieve her stress by giving her his full attention and worshipping her? She’s also very insecure. He walks in the room to find her staring at herself in the mirror, lifting her shirt up and looking sad (insecure about her body). No need for angst though! She beams the moment he flirts with her and call her kitten. Soft!dom vibes with lots of dirty talk and praise (and maybe cockwarming?). Thank you 🥺 ily and your blog btw

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I decided to put these two requests together since they both fall into the same category! I hope you enjoy this one Rachel and anon! 

Sorry it took so long for me to write! I think I do a terrible job at writing characters as a dom so I apologize in advance if it wasn’t what you guys were wanting! As always please let me know what you guys think:)

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“- I don’t understand.” Kuroo’s frown deepened, his fingers clenching and unclenching into fists at his side.

 You had an audience, the soft whispers of people passing by curled around your ear like the wind.

 You knew exactly what they were talking about, what they will be talking about for the next couple of weeks.

 “Y/n why are you breaking up with me?” he pressed further, his tall frame taking a step closer to you. 

 “I told you.” Your voice sounds strained, even to your own ears, despite the mental preparation you had to do before.

 Hell, there was no amount of mental preparation that could prepare you for something like this.

 Kuroo’s annoyed and calculating expression shifted dramatically, hurt and confusion clouded his face, his large hand reached out towards you, causing you to take a step back, your arms wrapping around your body.

 You wanted to curl into yourself, to disappear completely so you didn’t have to see Kuroo’s pained expression.

 “That doesn’t… that doesn’t make sense! We were doing great! You knew what you were getting into when you agreed to go out with me! So why… why all of a sudden -” 

 “I told you.” You stressed, cutting him off immediately. “I don’t want to be with someone who only focuses on their club activities. You never have time for me, you’re always so busy with your stupid club. I can’t do this anymore.”

 Lies.

 Lies.

 Lies.

 They were all lies.

 But you… you had to make this work, you had to make this hurt, or else… or else you knew he would never leave you alone.

 The whispering around you got louder, the large smirks from the girls amongst the crowd pierced into your heart.

 But not as much as this.

 Kuroo’s expression ripped your heart in two.

 This hurt like hell.

 “Your team is waiting for you Kuroo.” You said quietly, ignoring the ache in your chest as he visibly flinched at the use of his surname, something you never called him. “I’ll see you around.”

 You turned to walk away, resisting the urge to look back at the tall male. You could feel tears stinging at your eyes as you rushed out of the school gates, it was probably a mistake to do this right after class; catching him right before he went into volleyball practice. 

 It honestly was all a mistake but… you didn’t have a choice.

 You were suddenly yanked back, causing you to stumble about.

 “That was quite the show.” a familiar voice drawled out, you flinched as you scrambled away from the group of girls that were staring you down.

 The group of girls that caused this mess.

 “It was smart of you to break up with him. Kuroo-san belongs to all of us, not just you. You ugly girl.” She sneered. “Who would want you anyway? Kuroo-san was just dating you out of pity, I bet he just wanted a quick lay. Since you’re that easy.”

 You could feel your lower lip tremble, the tears that were already gathered in your eyes threatening to spill over. 

 “Well it’s done, just leave me alone now.” You mumbled, walking away. 

 As soon as you were a safe distance away, tears began pouring down your face. 

The flood of emotions you were experiencing was something like no other. The pain that you felt deep within your chest was excruciating, and all you could see behind your lids as you wiped at your eyes was Kuroo’s hurt expression.

 You were lucky enough that your mother wasn’t home, she wouldn’t be home for the next couple of days due to a business trip. 

 Which meant you could cry your heart out in peace.

 No amount of mental preparation prepared you for this. For the hurt that you had caused the person you loved the most, for the hurt that you were experiencing from the constant cruelty of those girls.

 It was all too much. 

 By the time you had finally finished crying it was late at night, and you found yourself in front of your bathroom mirror.

 They were right, you were an ugly girl, why would Kuroo want to be with someone like you? 

 It was always a question that lingered in the back of your mind when Kuroo confessed to you. It was strange wasn’t it? He was quite possibly the most perfect human being you had ever met, so why would he want to be with you?

 “Since you’re that easy.” 

 You shook your head from the comment, Kuroo was your first for everything; memories that you would cherish forever, even if you were no longer with him.

 You at least knew that comment wasn’t true, Kuroo wasn’t a cruel person, there was no way he would have thought of you that way.

 The person you were looking at in the mirror wasn’t someone you recognized. A stranger in your own skin, your eyes flickered to every inch of your insecurities, your body shrinking down.

 You couldn’t go on like this, something had to change.

 ****

 “W-What are you wearing Y/n-chan?” Yaku asked, face flushed, as he took in your uniform.

 You were lucky enough to have arrived at school without any encounters with those girls and Kuroo. But you were unlucky in the fact that you were in the same class as Kuroo and Yaku.

 “D-Does it look bad?” You asked, carefully tugging at the hem of your skirt.

 “No but… you never wear anything that short… I’m just not used to seeing you like that… are you wearing makeup?” Yaku looked at you in surprise, the pink in his cheeks never fading.

 You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly, your head ducking down in embarrassment as you nodded.

 This was so uncomfortable; you were completely out of your element right now.

 You had opted for the shorter uniform skirt today, something that was completely different than your usual knee length one. Your legs had never been so exposed at school before.

 The makeup… well, you hardly ever wore makeup, it wasn’t like you were wearing a whole lot of it, but just enough to make you feel just a tad less insecure about yourself.

 “Kuroo is gonna flip when he -” Yaku shut his mouth immediately; eyes casting away from you.

 That’s right.

 He had almost forgotten that you had broken up with him yesterday, and from the slight fall of your face, maybe you had forgotten too.

 “You know… Kuroo was devastated when he came into practice yesterday, he made us do twice as many drills, got upset over the littlest things…” Yaku trailed off, glancing over at you briefly. “We didn’t know what had happened until Lev said something about it. News travels fast around here huh?” he joked weakly.

 “Just news that involves your golden boy.” you said quietly, your eyes trained on your folded hands that rested on your desk.

 Yaku turned his body completely towards you now. “Y/n-chan what happened? Why did you -” the classroom door suddenly opened, and in walked the golden boy himself.

 He looked… exhausted, sad. 

 The tiny piece that you were able to fix in your heart shattered once again, leaving you empty and achy inside.

 This was all your fault. 

 His exhaustion, his sadness, that was all you.

 You could feel his eyes flickering over to your form, but you didn’t dare meet his gaze, you settled for pulling out one of your books from your bag; eyes focused on the page, although, you couldn’t even comprehend what it was you were reading.

 His shadow loomed over you as he paused next to your desk. It was only for a couple of seconds before he sighed loudly, taking his seat behind Yaku.

 Fuck today was going to be a long day.

 ****

 The next couple of days were routine now, Yaku would attempt to make small talk with you, struggling each and every time to ask you what had happened between you and Kuroo, and each time it ended with Kuroo entering the classroom and standing near your desk before sighing loudly and leaving.

 Despite the fact that it was becoming routine, it still wasn’t easy. None of it was, the only easy thing was that those pesky girls in his fan club left you alone, at least you got relief from that.

 Until today. 

 Of course, it would be when you were walking home that they would approach you, no one in sight.

 “You really think that dressing up and wearing makeup is going to make you pretty?” one of them scoffed, a wicked smirk playing on her lips. “You’re still ugly, you did Kuroo-san a favor by dumping him, who would want to be with someone as hideous as you?”

 You gritted your teeth, your hands tightening around the strap of your bag as you attempted to step around them, only for them to get in your way once more. 

 They were cornering you now.

 “I did what you asked, why do you keep bothering me?” you asked quietly, pleading almost.

 “Because you took him away from us all those months ago. Kuroo-san has never and will never be yours. It honestly was such a bitchy thing for you to do Y/n. You really think that by just breaking up with him you would be let off the hook? Wrong.” 

 Your quiet demeanor never faltered; you were desperate to go home though. So you tried stepping around them once again, only to be shoved back into another one of the girls.

 They were laughing at you as they shoved you about, but you didn’t have the strength to fight back, to stand up for yourself.

 You just… you just let it happen.

 You probably deserved it anyway, right? 

 For breaking Kuroo’s heart.

 You deserved all of it, right?

 “Hey!” 

 Everyone froze, yourself included. You knew that voice all too well, and you couldn’t help the tears that began to pool in your eyes.

 Cool fingers clasped at your wrist, carefully yanking you away from the group of girls that were now cowering in front of the tall male that stood before them.

 “Are you okay Y/n?” Kenma peered at you in concern, carefully releasing his grip on you. You nodded, rubbing at your eyes with the sleeve of your sweater.

 “K-Kuroo-san! We were just teaching her a lesson! She hurt you, didn’t she? We were just trying to protect you!” one of the girl’s pleaded.

 You had never seen Kuroo like this. He was genuinely angry, his eyes all but turning into slits as he glared down at the group of girls who were nearly in tears at this point.

 “From what I heard, you guys are the reason that Y/n broke up with me.” he said, tone deep and dark. “From what I saw… well… girls like you absolutely disgust me.” he sneered. 

 “K-Kuroo-san.” one of them began to cry.

 “From now on stay away from me, and stay away from Y/n. If I catch you guys anywhere near her then we’re going to have some problems. Understand?” he stood incredibly tall; his arms folded across his chest as he stared down at the group of girls.

 It was silent for a moment and then whimpers and loud cries began to erupt from the group, all of them running off.

 As soon as they were out of sight Kuroo slumped down, sighing tiredly as his large hand ran down his face, rubbing off whatever emotions he was feeling. But then he was turning to face you, concern clouding his eyes as he walked closer.

 “Are you hurt?” he murmured softly, one of his fingers gently sliding against your cheek, his eyes flickering across your face.

 You shook your head, but you could feel oncoming tears beginning to pool. You desperately wanted to throw yourself into his arms at this point.

 But Kuroo knew you too well, he recognized the look on your face and his hand slid down to grasp yours.

 “Let’s go.” he said. “Kenma I’m going to take Y/n home. Walk home without me.” his eyes glanced over at his friend who nodded, waving goodbye to the two of you before taking his leave.

 For the most part, the trip home was entirely quiet, you two hadn’t addressed anything that had happened at the school, or what had happened in the days prior. It was mostly small talk, but you felt lighter somehow. 

 Kuroo brought the best out of you, he was your better half; his mere presence brought a sense of calm to the raging storm inside of you.

 He also had never let go of your hand.

 Maybe it was because of what happened earlier, or maybe it was an unconsciousness thing, but you were grateful for it.

 His hand was large and warm, his thumb rubbing gently against the back of your hand, it was entirely soothing.

 But now your anxiety was through the roof as you approached your front door, pausing to retrieve the keys from your bag.

 Would he go? 

 Would he want to come in?

 Would he want answers?

 Would you guys get back together?

 “Y/n....” Kuroo stared down at you intensely, his face nothing but serious. “Can we talk?”

 Fuck. Maybe it was all of the above.

 You bit your lip, nodding before you guys stepped into your house.

 “Where’s your mom?” Kuroo asked casually, slipping off his shoes.

 “She’s on a business trip, she’ll be back on Saturday.” you said quietly. Kuroo said nothing back as you guys made your way to your room. Silence engulfing you completely, the air thick with tension.

 “Do you really not want to be with me anymore?” Kuroo asked as soon as you guys got settled in. There was no room for small talk now, he had jumped to the point immediately.

 “Or did you break up with me because of those girls?” he asked, his eyes never leaving your form.

“They’ve been… they’ve been harassing me since we got together, it got really bad recently…” you trailed off, ignoring the dark look that crossed over his face for a moment. 

 “Why didn’t you tell me?” his voice was incredibly soft now, his expression gentle. “I would’ve done something about it.”

 “I don’t know.” you whimpered out, the tears that you had been holding back since school finally spilled over. “They were your fans… you’re so amazing, I didn’t want them to think badly of you. They’re right, you know. Why would someone like you want someone like me? I’m not very pretty or smart, I’m not passionate like you are… they said I was only dragging you down. I didn’t want to hold you back anymore. So, I - I had to break up with you, had to hurt you enough so that you wouldn’t try pursuing me anymore.”

 At this point you were full on sobbing, blabbering your confession. The words just leaked out, there was no point in stopping now, not like you could anyway. 

 “I didn’t mean what I said about the team either. I just said that to hurt your feelings. I love that you’re so dedicated to your team and volleyball, I love how hard you work towards your goals. You’re so good at what you do. I’m so sorry Kuroo. I’m so sorry.” you choked out, another sob tearing through your lips as you desperately tried wiping away the ongoing flow of tears.

 Your eyes were incredibly blurry, your loud crying and hiccups were the only sound that could be heard in the room. You hadn’t even registered that Kuroo had gotten off your bed until you were being yanked into a warm chest. His strong arms wrapped around you tightly, crushing you to his body.

 Warmth seeped into your being, radiated off of his chest and into yours. Your nose was filled with the scent of Kuroo, familiar and perfect as you buried your face deeper into his chest. 

 He caged you against his body, the strong grip he had only tightening further; his large hands rubbed up and down your back, soothing your hysteria until there were only soft hiccups and sniffles.

 You weren’t sure how long Kuroo held you for, but you didn’t care. You never wanted to leave his arms.

 He was solid, so strong and warm; grounding you to this moment. You could only think of him, as he was right now, and as you were right now. Right now, this moment was perfect.

 Right now, you knew that you would never stop loving Kuroo Tetsurou.

 “I wish you would’ve told me about those girls earlier.” he finally spoke, his voice was calm, the movement of his hands never stopping against your back. “At least you’re telling me now. But…” his hands gently pulled you away from his body. His eyes burned as they stared into your own, the intensity of his gaze took your breath away, he had never looked at you like that before. 

 “You’re seriously stupid if you think any of that is true. Not pretty? Not smart? Dragging me down? Holding me back? That’s not true.” He cupped your face carefully, titling your head back slightly, forcing your eyes to only stare at him. 

 “You’re the kindest person I know. You’re so beautiful, you have no idea how many of the guys at our school wanted to go out with you. You’re the top of our class, did you forget that you’re in the college prep class? You’re incredibly smart. You’ve never dragged me down; you’ve never held me back. You make me want to be better, you make me want to work harder. If I don’t have you by my side… then what’s the point to any of it?” his voice was deep and fierce, full of fiery passion as he stared down at you. 

 “Do you love me?” he asked.

 “Of course, I love you, I never stop-” Kuroo slammed his lips against yours, kissing you fiercely and urgently.

 You whimpered loudly, fingers gripping at the front of his uniform tightly as you surrendered yourself to his kiss. 

 Every ounce of his feelings for you were being poured into this kiss, it was searing, burning you completely as he nipped and sucked at your bottom lip, forcing his tongue into your mouth easily.

 It was wet and hot as he massaged the pink muscle in your mouth with his own, and you could only take it, clinging to him desperately as you tried to keep up with his pace.

 You hadn’t even realized that he was taking steps back until your world shifted, Kuroo easily pulling you down onto his lap as he sat on your bed. You held yourself up, knees pressing into the soft mattress on either side of his hips.

 “You’re mine.” he breathed against your mouth, the hand that was resting on your back trailed down towards your exposed legs. His fingers curled around the back of your upper thigh, skimming against the band of the thigh highs that you wore.

 “I can’t believe you started wearing these tiny little skirts to school. I hated the way other guys would look at you whenever you left the classroom… and the makeup? Who were you trying to impress?” he murmured, nipping at your bottom lip before trailing his mouth against the underside of your jaw, and down your throat.

 “I - ahh - I just wanted to…” your fingers slid into his hair; eyes fluttering shut as his tongue flickered out to taste your skin. “Feel good about myself.”

 He pulled away from you, his lips swollen, and pupils blown as he stared at you. “You’re gorgeous, you don’t need to make yourself up like that. I’ll make you feel good.” 

 Kuroo began tugging the clothes off of your guys’ body, easily tossing them to the floor until you were both bare.

 His lips parted as his eyes wandered to every inch of your skin, greedily taking in all of your pretty curves. You were his, he’d never let anyone else have you, he’d never let anyone else see you like this. Sprawled out on top of the bed, face flushed a beautiful pink, your knees bent as your feet sat flat against the sheets, your core entirely exposed to him.

 You were dripping, cunt glistening and begging to be touched.

 “It’s embarrassing.” you whispered, face heating up as you took in the way he stared openly at your exposed lower half. You moved to clamp your legs shut, only for his large hands to grab your knees, ripping them apart easily, exposing you further.

 “What’s so embarrassing about a boyfriend wanting to stare at his beautiful girlfriend?” he asked, eyebrow raising, a small smirk grazed his lips. “I’m going to make you feel so good, kitten.” 

 His face sank lower, the hands that were resting on your knees sliding down until they curled around the back of your upper thighs, pushing them further apart and up. 

His nose brushed against your mound and then you felt his hot breath blowing against your center, causing a loud whimper to escape your lips, your fingers gripping at the sheets below.

 “Thank you for the meal.” he smirked against you, eyes flickering towards you before his mouth enveloped you completely.

 You cried out.

 Kuroo’s mouth was like a furnace as he lapped at your cunt carefully, flattening his tongue against your soaked entrance before flicking it up towards your swollen bundle of nerves.

 The pink muscle easily swirled against your clit, lazy almost, before dipping back into your slit, moving in and out of you perfectly.

 Your chest was heaving at this point, your fingers reaching down to tangle into his already messy hair, urging him closer.

 His grip on your thighs tightened, his tongue moving against you faster as he felt you drip onto his tongue.

 “Tetsurou.” you whimpered. “I’m close, so close.” you slurred, the familiar tightness within your belly coiling rapidly.

 Kuroo pulled himself away immediately, a loud whine tearing through your lips.

 “N-No! Why did you stop?” You cried out, the tightness residing immediately, the dull ache of your cunt begging for more attention, for release.

 Kuroo stood above you, a devilish grin stretching across his face as you whined pitifully at him. One of the hands that was gripping your thigh suddenly came down, swatting at your swollen cunt with a sharp sting.

 You cried out in surprise as your body jolted with pleasure. His fingers gently running up and down your soaked folds, pressing down gently against your bundle of nerves.

 “I know I said I would make you feel good, but… there needs to be some kind of punishment too. Since you tried breaking up with me, and you kept secrets from me.” he chuckled, his eyes held nothing but warmth though, filled to the brim with love and lust. 

Suddenly Kuroo was hauling you up, easily pulling you back onto his lap, you could feel his hard member rubbing against the curve of your ass and then he was shifting you up once more and - another loud cry tore through your lips as he sheathed himself inside of you completely.

 The stretch burned as you struggled to accommodate his size, you would never get to this stretch, to him being buried deep inside of you.

 He hushed you tenderly, his lips pressing gently against your temple. His breath came out in hot, wet pants against the side of your neck.

 “Look at you.” he breathed, his eyes focused on the mirror that was propped against your wall, facing your bed. “Look at how fucking beautiful you are. Look at how well you take my cock kitten.” 

 Your eyes were screwed closed as you struggled to adjust to the new intrusion in your body. When you finally opened your eyes a loud mewl tore through your swollen lips.

 Kuroo had your back pressed tightly against his chest, your legs hung over the side of his muscular thighs, his thick member buried deep in your cunt.

 The scene before you was incredibly lewd. The way your pussy lips were stretched around his thick cock was on full display, your bare body covered in sweat and flushed red. The dazed look on your face and the tears gathering in your eyes; it was too much.

 Kuroo had his chin resting against your shoulder, his eyes never leaving the mirror as he took in every inch of you.

 “S-So embarrassing.” You whined again, attempting to turn your face away so you no longer had to stare at yourself in the mirror.

 Kuroo wasn’t having any of that, his strong fingers gripped your chin easily, forcing your head back towards the front. 

 “Don’t look away.” he commanded into the shell of your ear. “I want you to watch.” he began moving, his hips bucking up, sliding in and out of your velvety walls. “I want you to see how absolutely perfect you are. I want you to see how well you take my cock, I want you to see yourself cum. I want you to see how good I make you feel.”

 Your lips were parted, moans spilling out of your mouth as you watched the way your breasts moved with each hard thrust of his hips, the way your cunt stretched around his swollen member that continuously disappeared inside of your body.

 “You make the sweetest faces. Fuck look at how wet you are for me kitten.” Kuroo groaned lowly into your ear, his tongue flickering out against the skin. His eyes never left your form, cat-like and dangerous as you took what he gave you.

 “Do you hear that?” he murmured lowly. “Fuck you’re so soaked for me.” over the rustling of sheets and your moans the soft squelching noises of your soaked cunt could be heard.

 “Should I make you cum?” he breathed, his hand reaching down, his fingers brushing against your parted folds that were stretched tightly around his cock. His eyes were glued to the obscene image before him, memorized with the way you engulfed him completely. 

 “Please.” you sobbed, overstimulated tears now rolling down your cheeks. “Tetsu, please.” 

 He moaned softly, fingers reaching up to rub at your clit. 

 It didn’t take long before you began unraveling, from the quick swipes of his fingers against your bundle of nerves, from the way that his member filled you to the brim, reaching a devastating depth within you, it was no wonder you were reaching your end so quickly.

 You watched as your cunt gushed around him, trickling down his balls and staining the sheets below.

 “Fuck.” he hissed, teeth sinking into your bare shoulder as you convulsed against him. You were panting, crying at the rush of pleasure still coursing through your body.

 Kuroo stayed buried inside of you, waiting for you to catch your breath, your walls fluttering around him. He wouldn’t last long. But he needed you to cum again.

 “Give me another one kitten, I know you can do it.” he cooed, and then his hips started jack hammering into your core, hard and fast as his fingers worked against your clit once again.

 It was too much, overstimulating, sharp and biting, and you took it all. 

You sobbed loudly as your end approached, faster this time, but far more devastating. Especially when you felt his release, Kuroo painted your insides a beautiful white as he spilled himself deep within your core.

 You could feel your ears ringing, vaguely registering his gentle praises as he stretched you across the bed, sliding out of your puffy and swollen cunt carefully. You could feel his warmth seeping out, trailing down the length of your legs, but you were far too exhausted to care, to clean up.

 He pulled the sheets over your body pulling you against his sweaty chest, his strong fingers brushing away the hair that clung to the sides of your face.

 “I love you.” he breathed, a gentle smile covering his lips as he gazed down at you. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.”

 You sighed softly, a sweet smile grazing your lips as you stared back at him. “I love you Tetsu. I don’t ever want to be without you again.” you nuzzled your face into his chest, his arms wrapping around your body tightly.

 “I didn’t spend all that time convincing you to go out with me for you to leave so quickly. You’re stuck with me, and my stupid club.” he grinned at you.

 “That’s okay. I really missed spending time with Kenma.”

 “Oi.”

[lizzie-tempest]

Fanfic Rec List part 1

MOkay, I’m making a masterpost of all the Undertale fanfics I’ve read that I’ve loved and hope others will love too. Who knows? Maybe someone will see this and also enjoy them and pass the love along ^^

This is the Sans/Frisk list! 

I WILL BE ADDING MORE TO THIS! I JUST HAVE THEM SAVED IN MY BOOKMARKS AND HAVEN’T GOT AROUND TO READING THEM YET! THERE WILL BE MORE ADDED! *sobs*

(I have tagged as many authors as I possibly can. If an author isn’t tagged, it’ll be because they don’t have a Tumblr or I can’t find/get on their blog.  If you know for certain that one of the authors has a Tumblr and they haven’t been tagged, please let me know so I can tag them!)

EDIT: Now included the status, main tags (some stories will have tags that will need updating as and when needed) and brief summary :3

Sans/Frisk 

Bride of the Underworld by Catsitta, Shayromi (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, angst, slow burn) @catsitta @shayromi

Hades and Persephone AU where Sans tricks Frisk into becoming his unwilling bride so that she can return to her home on the surface. But even when getting back to her home, Frisk finds herself drawn back to the Underworld. Her three fire elemental handmaidens are also adorably funny.

Poisonous Affection by Jastra (complete) (Multi-chapter, angst, hurt/comfort, yandere, dark fic) @jastral

When Toriel asks Sans to look after the human, he does so in a much darker way than in the game.  He soon starts to justify his actions to himself and manages to convince himself that even though his actions are horrible, they are for the good of the human.

A Frans Wonderland: SFW Edition by thebananahasspoken (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, fluff, angst, romance, violence, character death) @uhhbananafrappe

Drabbles with Frans as the main focus.  Consists of numerous AUs.

A Frans Wonderland: NSFW Edition by thebananahasspoken (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, smut, romance, character death)

Drabbles with Frans as the main focus.  Has lots of different AUs and full of smut :3

Criminal Attraction by the bananahasspoken (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, slow burn? violence, character death)

Mobtale AU.  Frisk is a cop who is new to the scene.  She has her own reasons for becoming a cop, fully justified.  Then she runs into Sans on her first job.  Who happens to be a mobster.  And is convinced that they are soulmates and now won’t leave her alone. Oh dear xD

To Galaxy’s End by thebananahasspoken (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, slow burn? violence, character death)

Like Treasure Planet? Then this is the story for you.  Only a few chapters in.  Frisk wants adventure and gets the opportunity of a lifetime.  The story follows a lot of elements from the movie, such as the way the map comes into Frisk’s hands.  On the ship, she is placed under the watchful eye of the engineer, Sans.  But Sans and his brother Papyrus have a very hidden agenda.

Franstober by thebananahasspoken (complete) (Multi-chapter, romance, smut, angst, violence, character death)

A collection of Frans drabbles that spans across the multiverse.  Some drabbles can be read alone and others are part of a bigger story.  I love all the drabbles, but I especially love the story going on in the background.  But, I won’t spoil it, you’ll need to read to find out~ 

Sooner or Later You’re Gonna be Mine by Staringback (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, sorta dark, violence, non-con, mind the tags)

Mobfell AU.  Frisk sings in numerous clubs for a living and struggles to get by. Sans wants her for his own but she ain’t interested.  So he goes to numerous lengths to make her his.  Including making her lose her many jobs.  No, Sans!  That’s not how you woo someone! 

The Beauty’s Beast by VermillionWarrior (ongoing) (Only one chapter rn, romance, hurt/comfort, violence, yandere) @vermillionwarrior

Horrortale AU. Frisk and Chara are sisters, with the latter being a monster hunter.  One day, Chara goes missing and Frisk sets out to find her.  She finds Sans.

A Gate Between by TheMsource (complete) (One-shot, fluff, angst, romance) @themsource

 Faerytale AU.  Sans meets Frisk when she’s just a child and proposes she join him in the land of The Fae.  But even with the abuse she suffers at home, Frisk refuses.  It doesn’t mean that Sans gives up though.

Good food, Good friends, Bad laughs by shyviolet77 (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, slow burn, fluff, romance, smut? character death, violence) @nyublackneko

Mobtale AU. Sans convinces Frisk to join the monster mob.  They start as work colleagues, become friends and then eventually something more.  Frisk soon finds that she has a family among the monsters of the mob and will do anything to protect them.

The Error of his Ways by Mekerchan1 (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, slow burn, romance, fluff, angst, drama, violence) @mekerchan1 

This story follows a teenage Frisk who feels like she has no purpose in life now that the monsters are free.  She’s unable to be the ambassador and has been pushed to the sidelines.  No one needs her anymore.  And then she comes across Error, who convinces her to go with him and travel to other universes.  How could she say no?

When Flowers Wilt by FransGivesMeLife (complete) (Multi-chapter, slowish burn, romance, drama)

Reapertale AU. Frisk has led a pretty sheltered life as a demi-goddess with her adoptive mother Toriel, the Goddess of Life, watching over her.  But when her mother suddenly falls gravely ill, Frisk finds that she’ll have to go to the one place that her mother tried to keep her from in order to ask for help.  The home of the many Gods and Goddesses.  Mount Ebott.

Songfell by Ikustioa (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, smut, slow burn, drama, violence) @ikustioa

Humans manage to capture a boss monster called Sans.  Before he can be sold into slavery, the High Priestess offers him the chance to become her apprentice.  The things she could teach him could help him to save the monsters in the Underground.  Reluctantly, he agrees.

Serendipitous by pannsy (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, slow burn, fluff, smut, angst, violence, character death) @p-pannsy

MobTale AU.  Frisk loves working at a flower shop with her boss, Noelle.  Not to mention that it really brightens her day when a skeleton monster called Sans starts to visit every day just to talk to her.  There’s just one problem: he’s dressed just like all the mobsters that cause so much crime on the streets.

Of Desire and Disaster by MissRainDancer (ongoing) (Multi-chapter, romance, angst, violence, character death, non-con, yandere) @missraindancer

MobFell AU.  While working as a belly dancer, Frisk overhears a plot to murder the guests that the club she works for will be hosting.  When she helps to thwart the plot, it’s revealed that the guests were none other than the notorious Skeleton Brothers.  The eldest brother, Gaster, insists on Frisk coming to work for them.  It’s not ideal, especially when the middle brother, Sans, won’t leave her alone.

[hala-hala-at-me]

Werewolf Series : Wooyoung (M)

Genre: humor, fluff, smut

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: Wooyoung never really took notice of you even though you shared the same apartment until he imprinted on you.

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“Guys, I think I’m in love.”

That elicited a groan from all of his friends, the seven boys knowing where this was going.

“You said that about the last girl and look what happened.” Mingi rolled his eyes as he reminded his friend.

Jung Wooyoung ignored his statement and focused on you who was currently on the other side of the café. You were nibbling on a piece of chocolate cake as you kept your focus on your book that you were currently immersed in.

“Seriously. She’s so…beautiful.”

Seonghwa exchanged a look with Hongjoong while San nudged Yunho as he leaned towards the other.

“I think he’s actually serious.”

They all decided to follow his line of vision to see who he was ogling and to their shock it was someone they were all familiar with.

“[F/N]? Her?!” Mingi yelled, abruptly standing up from his seat and earning the attention of those in the café including you.

“Be quiet! She’s staring at us now.” Wooyoung hissed as he smacked the boy’s arm and told him to sit.

“Wooyoung…she’s been your roommate for over a year and you suddenly fell in love? That sound’s like…” Hongjoong trailed off and Wooyoung made a noise of frustration.

“Yeah…I know. I was so busy dating any girl I saw that I didn’t even pay attention to [F/N] until I imprinted on her a few days back.” He revealed and he saw how his friends were trying to take in the news.

“Well, that’s great. At least she knows you’re a werewolf.” San mentioned and Wooyoung smiled as he remembered the day you found out.

It was like any other day at your apartment except for the fact that there was a giant wolf sleeping on your sofa. You held the urge to scream but it became tough when the wolf suddenly transformed into a human who looked like Wooyoung. A very naked looking Wooyoung. The boy had woken up the next day to find a blanket covering him and he figured out straight away that you had seen. The only scent he could detect on the blanket was yours which was how he realised. You were hiding in your room when he decided to confront you. He was really nervous to talk to you but when you showed that you weren’t scared and that you trusted him, he was in shock for two reasons. One, you had taken the situation too well and two, he had imprinted on you.

“I’m such an idiot for not taking notice of her. I mean, look at her, she’s gorgeous and I just want to hold her and kiss her and kinda wanna take her to my bed and ravish her-”

“Okay, it’s getting too graphic for us. Please stop.” Yunho cringed as he covered his ears while Wooyoung looked offended.

“What? I’m just telling you all how I feel.”

“Yeah but we don’t want that much detail.” Yeosang said as he took a sip of his coffee.

“So, how are you going to approach her about this?” Seonghwa decided to drop the bomb and Wooyoung sighed, slumping onto the table as a sign of defeat.

“That’s the thing, I don’t know how to. We’ve been roommates for the last year but we didn’t really interact with each other until she found out. So, things are still pretty awkward.”

“Your heat is coming soon so if you don’t tell her, she will find out then. Oh, did you order those chains from the internet like I told you to?” Hongjoong informed before bringing up the next topic through a question.

“Yeah, it’s supposed to arrive today…” Wooyoung looked at his phone to check his package but he trailed off as he saw that it arrived.

He then looked towards the table you had been sitting by and noticed you were no longer there causing his heart rate to increase.

“I got to go before she see’s it.” The black haired boy rushed out of the café before his friends could say anything and he ran with all his might to get to the apartment he shared with you.

As soon as he stumbled through the door, he looked across for his package and froze as he saw his package box was ripped with some of the chains sticking out.

“I brought your package in for you but your item fell out through the bottom of the box which explains why its ripped.” You pointed out before he could accuse you of being nosy.

“I-I can explain-” You raised your hand to stop him, a smile soon appearing.

“I’m not here to judge you, Wooyoung. If you’re into that sort of kinky stuff then so be it. Who am I to say anything?”

Wooyoung grew mortified of your words and parted his lips to speak up but you were already walking into your own room. The boy fell onto his knees before slumping to the floor, the utter embarrassment he felt taking him down.

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Mingi was on the floor along with San as the two clutched their stomachs that began to ache due to how much they laughed.

“I-I can’t breathe!” Mingi choked out and Wooyoung felt his eye twitch.

“Don’t breathe then!” He growled as he moved forward to attack the two.

Hongjoong held him back with the help of Yeosang while Seonghwa went over and gave them each a ‘light’ smack making the two finally get up and calm down.

The eight were already making a scene in the college cafeteria and if it wasn’t for you, they would have been kicked out. You had approached their table and Wooyoung quickly sat down, his nerves spiking up but he couldn’t help feeling giddy that you had chosen to come to them.

“Hello, I wanted to ask you all something, if you don’t mind.” You asked and Hongjoong gave you a nod as he scooted over to give you room.

You bowed in a thankful manner before taking a seat and facing them all with a neutral expression.

“So, when I found out about Wooyoung being a…you know…I wanted to question if you all were also the same.” You started off, looking at each of them until you stopped at Seonghwa who gave you a warm smile.

“We are a pack which is why you always see us together. Hongjoong is the leader who takes care of all of us.” He explained in a quieter voice so only you would hear.

“I see…I also wanted to ask Wooyoung about the chains because I may have misunderstood yesterday but then I did some research on my own using the internet and fortunately, I found out why.” You turned your attention onto Wooyoung and he grew startled, a pink blush appearing on his cheeks.

“Where exactly did you find the information on the internet?” Hongjoong asked and you took out your phone.

Placing it on the table, you then showed them all a blog called 'The Truth About Werewolves’. They all sent a look to Yeosang who returned it with a raised brow.

“What? I couldn’t stand the way media wrote about us so I made a blog. It’s very popular.” He informed.

“It was very helpful, thank you.” The two of you shared a smile while Hongjoong rolled his eyes.

“Wooyoung, do you want me to help you with anything when you go through your heat?” You innocently asked.

The boy had been drinking his water but as he heard your question, he choked causing him to cough violently.

“You don’t need to do anything. I’ll be there to make sure he doesn’t leave his room so don’t worry.” Seonghwa mentioned quickly as you grew confused over his reaction.

You did read information on werewolves but it seemed you hadn’t looked too into it since you sounded way too innocent as you asked that particular question.

“Okay. That’s all I needed to know so I’m going to take my leave then. Goodbye.” With a quick bow, you left the flustered boy with his snickering group of friends.

————————————————–

“Hello, Seonghwa.” You had opened the door to invite the boy in and he sent you a smile as he walked in with a bag.

“Has Wooyoung been okay?” He asked and you paused to think back on how the morning went.

“Other than him cornering me to a wall this morning and then running away to his room, he’s been fine.” Seonghwa almost smacked his forehead with frustration but he held himself back and sent you a nod instead.

“I’ll take care of him now and [F/N]…please, do not go in his room whatsoever. Until he is better, he cannot see you.” He warned but you blinked in confusion, the older boy noticing this.

“Is it dangerous?” You asked and he hesitated, not knowing how to put it the right way.

“Not dangerous but more like, he would end up doing something that you might not be happy with.” He explained and you still didn’t understand but decided to give him a nod to ease his mind.

With that sorted, you went to your own room and left Seonghwa to his own duties. The male walked up to Wooyoung’s room and with a little bit of confidence, he walked in and took in the sight of Wooyoung who was lying on his bed, shirtless.

“Hyung…” Wooyoung groaned as he grasped his bedsheets, his eyes squeezed shut as the pain in his body was unbearable.

Seonghwa knew what he was going through, since he had been going through the pain himself merely two weeks ago.

“I’ve got to chain you down before you pull off anything.” He whispered as a way to comfort him but Wooyoung, shook his head.

“Can’t I just be with [F/N]? I know she will make me feel better.” Wooyoung held in the moan that almost slipped past his lips as his thoughts of you became dirty.

“You are not yourself at the moment, Wooyoung. I can’t let you near her.” Seonghwa spoke in a tone that was final and Wooyoung growled but he fought the urge to fight his older friend and nodded.

Wooyoung was chained down after a bit of a struggle and Seonghwa decided to leave the boy to himself as he resided in the living room with you who was focused on studying. You bit into the apple you were munching on as you turned to the next page of your textbook.

“For someone who recently found out about werewolves, you are taking this pretty well.” Seonghwa didn’t want to bring it up but he couldn’t help but feel suspicious of your behaviour.

“Strange. I know but I’ve been told about mythical creatures by my grandfather when I was young and how he met a few himself. Obviously, I was a kid and believed everything but as I grew up, I lost that belief up until Wooyoung decided to reveal himself that he was a werewolf, right here.” She pointed at the spot next to her and glanced to see Seonghwa make a look of understanding before it morphed into guilt.

“Don’t be sorry, I understand where you were coming from.” You mentioned with a smile.

He returned your smile before focusing back on the TV he had switched on earlier. The sound of chains smacking against the floor brought you out of your studying faze and you looked towards the door in concern.

“Are you sure I can’t help with anything?”

Seonghwa released a sigh before turning towards you.

“Once you step into that room, you will know exactly why I’ve been stopping you from entering.” He told but you shrugged off his words and moved towards Wooyoung’s room.

“[F/N]?” He called before you even placed your hand on the door handle.

You stiffened at the fact that he could detect your presence even without seeing you but you shook away the thought and focused back onto confronting him.

“Wooyoung, I came to see if need anything…” You walked in as you spoke, wanting to get straight to the point but you trailed off as you took in the sight of Wooyoung’s toned chest and abs.

“Fuck, you smell amazing.”

That was not what you expected him to say so you gawked at the boy as you were rendered speechless.

“Come here.” He whispered, loud enough for you to hear.

“W-Why?”

Oh crap. You were losing your confidence.

“So I can kiss you and then take you as mine.” He growled, his eyes alternating to a golden shade.

“Kiss? Take me?” You repeated dumbly and the male was getting frustrated.

“Come here before I rip these chains off and get you myself.” He hissed and you had to admit, he was scaring you.

You backed away with the door pressing to your back and the male dropped his aggressive behavior and put on a more softer look.

“I-I’m sorry, [F/N]…I’m just in a lot of pain because of the heat.” He placed his gaze onto the ground and you quickly made your way to him in worry.

“Do you need medicine? Will that help it go away?” You asked as you placed a hand on his back and the boy groaned at your touch.

“No…I just need you.”

You gasped as Wooyoung’s hands managed to reach out and grab your waist. He pulled you towards him causing you to fall on top and place your hands on his chest to support yourself.

“Wooyoung, what are you-”

He cut you off by connecting your lips with his and you froze, too much in shock to respond back until he tilted his head and deepened the kiss. His hands were still clasped around your waist and he used them to help you grind against him. The boy broke the kiss as soon as he felt the friction and he tilted his head back, eliciting a moan.

“Wooyoung…we need to stop.”

He looked back at you and a smirk painted his lips, taking you by surprise.

“Why? I know you want this as much as I do. I can smell how wet you are.” To emphasise his point, he decided to lick his lips in a way that took your breath away.

Fuck.

This was not how things were supposed to turn out but Seonghwa had a feeling it would be so he handed you a needle containing a fluid that would help Wooyoung go through the pain for a few hours…and also put him to sleep.

“I’m sorry…”

The boy was confused by your sudden apology until he felt a small prick on his left arm. His eyes widened and his lips parted to speak but a sudden wave of drowsiness hit him causing his eyes to suddenly shut. You moved yourself from Wooyoung and quickly made your way out, shutting the door behind you slowly as to not make a sound.

“How was it?”

You face Seonghwa with a troubled look as you spoke up.

“H-He was kinda horny…maybe a lot…okay, a bit too much.” You admitted and the other smiled but more in a smug manner.

“I told you.”

————————————————-

“But, Hongjoong…I know…Who’s going to take care of Wooyoung? Okay…fine.” Seonghwa hung up the call and faced you but his expression softened as he took in your nervous look.

“I have to just go out for a few hours but I swear I will be back so you don’t have to worry about wooyoung. Just don’t go into his room no matter how many times he calls you.” He said and you nodded.

You watched as he left your apartment and as soon as the door shut, Wooyoung’s voice rung throughout the apartment.

“[F/N], can you come here?”

You pursed your lips, holding back the urge to speak up and instead focused on your phone. You decided to watch a few videos on YouTube but it didn’t seem to help as Wooyoung wouldn’t stop calling for you.

“I can’t.”

Just as you answered, the sound of something snapping was heard and you turned your head towards his door, your heart rate increasing.

You slowly stood up from your spot and made your way to check Wooyoung, calling his name with a tiny voice.

“Are you okay?”

You peeked through the door to check but your eyes widened when you no longer saw Wooyoung tied to his bed.

“Oh no-”

You released a noise of surprise as you suddenly found yourself pinned to the wall with Wooyoung looking down at you, his golden orbs flashing with lust but there was a spark of hesitation that was holding him back.

“I’m not getting any better being chained to that bed…I need you to help me.” He was begging at this point and you searched his eyes to see that he really needed you.

Seonghwa had warned you not to do anything because he was worried you would regret what was about to happen but if you were being completely honest, it had been a while since you’ve had any action since you wanted to focus on school instead so, with this opportunity to do it with the boy you’ve had a crush on, how could you refuse.

“Why me?”

But, you still wanted to ask why he suddenly gained a huge interest in you when for the last year, he had practically ignored your presence until that day when you found out his true identity.

“I imprinted you.” He revealed, his voice sounding so strained as he was holding himself back.

Your scent was intoxicating his mind and if you didn’t give him permission now, he didn’t know if he could stop himself from taking you right there.

“Okay.”

That was all he needed to hear before he placed his lips onto yours, his hands gripping your waist to reveal how desperate he was for your love.

“A-Ah…” You release a mewl as he moved to place hot kisses against your neck and his grip on you tightened, revealing how pleased he was to get a reaction from you.

“This need to be off. Now.” He ordered as he rushed you into removing your top and bra before he got rid of his own clothes.

Wooyoung couldn’t help but stare at your breasts and you began to feel shy, moving your arms to cover them but he growled, bringing your arms up and pinning them above your head.

“Don’t cover yourself. You’re too beautiful.”

You heavily blushed, taken aback by his compliment and looked away as you tried to calm down but your attention went straight back to him as soon as he leaned down to flick his tongue over your right nipple. You squirmed in his hold, your eyes shutting as small waves of pleasure hit you and traveled to your lower region.

“W-Wooyoung.” You breathed out in a way that made him mumble a curse.

“Say my name again, baby. That was fucking hot.”

You called him out but louder as soon as he sucked your pink bud while his free hand moved down to rub your clothed sex.

“I just want to take you right now…can I?”

The fact that Wooyoung was still asking for permission even in this state caused your heart to flutter and you gave him your answer through a light kiss.

“I’m on birth control so you can cum inside me.”

Your words excited him to the point where he ended up ripping off your loose shorts and underwear. You couldn’t even complain to him, a gasp leaving your lips as Wooyoung lifted you up before entering you without warning. The male groaned and buried his face into your neck as pleasure struck him.

“I’m not going to hold back.” He warned and he wasn’t lying when he began his erratic pace causing you to cling onto him.

“You take me so well, baby.” He praised as he pounded into you, your wet juices sliding down your thighs.

You could feel your high approaching and your nails dug into his back as a sign.

“Does my baby want to come?” He asked and you nodded but he suddenly slowed down making you whine.

“I need an answer.” He ordered and you whimpered.

“I want to, Wooyoung. Please make me come.” You begged and he bit his lip, turned on incredibly by your words.

He increased his pace and you didn’t hold back on your voice as the ecstasy had taken over your mind, your senses clouded by the pleasure to even realise that you were being too loud. You knew as Wooyoung became more rough with his pace that was getting close and you intentionally squeezed around his cock causing a stutter in his movement.

“Fuck, I’m gonna-”

He couldn’t finish his words as he reached his peak with you but he didn’t want it to end the moment just yet. Moving his attention onto your neck, he sunk his fangs into your neck and your lips parted, a moan escaping while tears pricked the corner of your eyes as it became to much.

You both breathed heavily as you made an attempt to calm down before you both looked into each others eyes.

“You okay?” He asked and you chuckled.

“Just peachy.”

He pulled himself out of you before taking you towards his bed where you both laid down.

“Are you feeling better?” You wondered and he answered by placing a kiss on your forehead.

“The pain is going to come back later.” He revealed and you moved your hand forward to grasp his.

“I’ll be here for you.” Your words made him smile and he leaned forward to place a kiss against your lips.

(a/n: starting a werewolf series for my boys since no one else wants to lol. Who should I write next? Vote below the member and if you want to be tagged just mention that too with your vote. ☺️)

(a/n: oh and if you have any spare change, can you buy me a ko-fi please?)

[crystalstar8]

Knights of the Night (ch 23)

Chapter 23

Ch 1, ch 2, ch 3, ch 4, ch 5, ch 6, ch 7, ch 8, ch 9, ch 10, ch 11, ch 12, ch 13, ch 14, ch 15, ch 16, ch 17, ch 18, ch 19, ch 20, ch 21, ch 22, ch 23

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29139240/chapters/71536491

pairing: Jungkook x oc

genre: vampire au, college au, twilight, romance

word count: 3,393

warnings: blood (obviously), kidnapping, child kidnapping, needles, France, human trafficking

notes: vampires, vampire au, college, college au, so many twilight references, blood, needles, kidnapping, children, homelessness, dance, ballet, flashbacks, romance, slow burn, probably no smut, idk yet tho, France, French things, attempted genocide, inaccurate French history, bisexual main character, @strawberriewithchocolate-blog @mozy-j  @daechwitad-2​ @zobadak​ @fallenstar-7​​​

summary: Catalina starts college in a small town all the way across the country. She doesn’t know anyone and isn’t exactly looking for friends. She just wants to focus on dance. But when she meets fellow dance major, Jimin, and adventurous, fellow freshman, Jungkook, Catalina ends up discovering a whole new side to the small college town; one that is dangerous but oh so enticing...

The hallway was quiet outside Taehyung’s room, but she could hear voices downstairs. She couldn’t remember if she had her phone on her before she… well, before she died. But when she checked her pockets, it was right there, fully charged. She smiled.

               Her smile dropped when she tried to open her phone and it didn’t recognize her face, refusing to unlock without the number code.

               “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she mumbled. “I don’t look that different.”

               She had several missed calls and texts from her mom. It looked like her mom was keeping her eyes on the news and saw something about the raid at the abandoned hospital. She clearly panicked when she couldn’t get ahold of her. The last text told her to call when she woke up. She checked her calls. There was one outgoing call to her mom. One of the guys must have called her.

               She sat down against the wall in the hallway and tapped her mom’s contact. The phone didn’t even ring twice before she picked up.

               “Mi hija, is that you?” she answered, her voice frantic.

               “Yeah mom, it’s me,” said Catalina. “I’m okay, sorry I worried you.”

               “A young man named Hoseok called me and told me you were in the hospital?” Lucía asked. “I heard there was some sort of explosion downtown and you were nearby. I tried to fly over there but the city is in lockdown-“

               “Mom, slow down,” Catalina said with a laugh. “I promise I’m okay. I’m back home with the boys and honestly, I feel great.”

               “Were you unconscious all that time?” Lucía asked. “Did you have some kind of head injury? Those don’t just go away so easily.”

               “Yeah, I was asleep for a while, but my head is perfectly fine,” said Catalina. “I just got my phone charged up, that’s why I wasn’t able to call you until now.”

               She hated lying to her mom, but clearly the guys didn’t want her knowing the truth. Catalina knew that was for the best. They couldn’t just go around telling people about all this. She knew someday her mom would need to know, but now wasn’t the time.

               “Okay, I’m so happy you’re okay,” Lucía said. “Please call every day until your poor mom is satisfied.”

               Catalina laughed and said, “Sure mom. I can do that.”

               “The boys are taking care of you, right?” Lucía asked. “Is Jungkook there?”

               “Yeah, they’re taking good care of me,” said Catalina, her heart skipping a beat at the mention of her boyfriend. “Jungkook is here, he’s downstairs. I have to go now mom. I’ll call you again tomorrow.”

               “Okay, cariña,” said Lucía. “I’ll let you go. I love you so much.”

               “I love you too, mom,” said Catalina. She hung up and looked down at her phone. She wondered how she’d be able to tell her mom about everything that happened. About what she was now.

               She sent a text to Hoseok, telling him to meet her by Taehyung’s room. He sent her back a thumbs up emoji and was there within a minute. Catalina stood up and looked at him. He didn’t look all that different. She wondered how badly he was hurt. But first…

               She pulled him into a tight hug.

               “Thank you,” she said. “For saving me.”

               “I did it without your consent,” he mumbled into her shoulder. “I thought you would hate me.”

               “I don’t hate you,” she said, pulling away to wipe away his gathering tears. “I wasn’t ready to go. I’m glad you did what you did.”

               He hugged her again, then Catalina said, “I heard you were hurt at the fight.”

               “It wasn’t that bad,” said Hoseok. “Tae tae likes to exaggerate.”

               Catalina laughed.

               “I can’t wait to hear the whole story,” she said. “But first, I wanna see my boyfriend. I was told I needed a chaperone.”

               Hoseok smiled and said, “I’ll be your chaperone! You look okay right now, but seriously, be careful getting close to him.”

               “I feel fine,” said Catalina. “I think I should be okay.”

               “Trust me, you will not feel that way when you get close to him,” said Hoseok, his face getting serious. “I remember what it was like to be new. It’s like, you can’t always control yourself. If you get really close to him, he’s gonna smell irresistible. Literally. It’s going to be really hard not to just bite into his pulse-“

               “That sounds sexy,” said Catalina.

               “It’s not,” said Hoseok. “You won’t be able to stop. Not when you’re this new. You could literally kill him in less than a minute.”

               “Yeah, that’s not sexy,” said Catalina.

               “I would suggest being…chaste for a while,” said Hoseok. “At least until you’re well fed for a few weeks.”

               “Weeks? In Twilight, it takes years,” said Catalina.

               “This is not Twilight,” Hoseok said, laughing. “The only vampires that sparkle like that are the ones at San Francisco pride.”

               Catalina laughed loudly at that, following him towards the stairs.

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               Jungkook leapt from the couch as soon as Catalina came into the room. Namjoon, who was sitting next to him, was faster in pulling him back.

               “Guk,” Catalina said, itching to finally hold him. He was staring at her with wide eyes, taking in her face and hair and body.

               “Cat,” he whispered, slowly approaching. Namjoon and Hoseok watched them carefully as they met in the middle, enveloping each other in a tight hug. Too tight, if the pop Catalina felt in his back and the groan he let out was anything to go by. She quickly loosened her grip, adjusting herself so her face was buried in his chest instead of his neck. Hoseok was right. He did smell irresistible. His heartbeat and pulse were loud in her ears and the smell coming off of him was making her thirsty again. Before she knew it, she was no longer focusing on him. It would be so easy to just lean up and take…it’s right there…

Her thirst came back full force and it took everything in her to push him away before she lost control.

               She ignored the hurt that flashed in his eyes as she turned her back to him, looking at Hoseok with desperation. He pulled something from his back pocket and handed it to her. It was another blood bag. Her hands shook as she drank it, unsettled by the thoughts running through her head. She hated thinking about Jungkook like that.

               Catalina felt tears well up in her eyes.

               “Sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry Kookie. You just…you smell really good.”

               “Thanks?” he said. She turned to look at him with a smile.

               “By that I mean, I couldn’t stop thinking about biting into your neck and taking from you,” she said, feeling guilty.

               “That sounds sexy,” he said with a smirk.

               “It’s not. I wouldn’t be able to stop,” said Catalina. Behind her, she heard Hoseok chuckle and say under his breath, “No wonder they get along so well.”

               “Well, maybe when you think you could stop, we can test it out,” said Jungkook.

               “We’re still here,” Namjoon said, clearing his throat.

               “No, let them keep going, this is fascinating,” Hoseok said.

               “Okay, I promise I won’t do anything crazy, I just really want to sit down and hold my boyfriend’s hand and listen to everyone’s war stories,” said Catalina. “And maybe drink some more.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

               “Taehyung was a beast,” Hoseok said.

               Jin and Jimmy K were given the notice that it was safe to come over, so they did right away. Once everyone was settled into the couch in the lounge, they were all eager to share their stories. Catalina and Jimin were both sipping their way through a pile of blood bags on the coffee table, listening intently with wide eyes. Jungkook sat beside Catalina, an arm around her waist, sparkling eyes never leaving her.

               “Yeah, Taehyung was legendary,” said Jimmy K.

               Taehyung, who was sitting beside Jimin, blushed and waved a hand.

               “I’d say Jimmy K was more legendary,” said Taehyung. “Remind me to never get on your bad side.”

               “Well, let’s start at the beginning,” said Catalina. “I don’t even know how they got Jimin!”

               “They kidnapped me again,” said Jimin. “The day before the battle.”

               “Jimin, I’m so sorry,” said Catalina. “If we had known…”

               “It’s okay,” he said. “Better me than Caleb. I’m glad Makai assumed we didn’t know him.”

               “It’s true,” said Namjoon. “If it were Caleb, we wouldn’t have been able to save him the way we did with you. Turning children is illegal.”

               “Illegal?” Jungkook asked. “Would you get arrested? By the police?”

               “That’s a question for another time,” Catalina said impatiently. “So, what happened? Tell us from the beginning, from when you all went in.”

               “Well, it was pretty boring when we first got in,” said Namjoon.

               “Let me tell it,” said Hoseok. “You guys are bad at telling stories. Okay, so we went in and our backup is all there, and right away, we’re demanding to speak with Makai. There’s this lady there, was her name Mohati?”

               Namjoon nodded.

               “Right. Mohati tells us that Makai isn’t there, but Yoongi knows she’s lying,” said Hoseok. “And he says so, and then one of our guys tries to attack her and that’s when the fight started. A bunch of guys came out of nowhere and attacked us and it was just madness. Yoongi had his sword-“

               “It was my original sword,” Yoongi said with a grin. “From when I was a prince. I haven’t touched it in a good three hundred years, but it cleaned up pretty well.”

               “And he was cutting peoples heads off,” said Hoseok. “Which was gross and terrible to watch, but it was so awesome. He was like a master fighter. I got separated from them for a while, because I found someone I knew in the crowd. It was Jamie, the woman who kidnapped me back in the nineties. She recognized me and started taunting me and I couldn’t even focus on anything else at that point. My anger totally took over, but she was pretty strong. I didn’t last long in that battle. She hurt me pretty bad, I couldn’t fight after that.”

               “She broke his leg,” said Yoongi.

               Hoseok’s face looked pale. “You don’t have to tell them. It’s really gross.”

               “His bone was sticking out,” Yoongi said, chuckling. “It was magnificent.”

               Hoseok put his face in his hands and groaned. “Don’t make me think about it again. It was so awful. I’m gonna throw up.”

               Yoongi laughed and patted his back. “I helped set it. He did throw up.”

               Hoseok punched him in the arm.

               “He got her back though,” said Yoongi. “Once you could stand up, you killed her, didn’t you?”

               “I’m gonna be sick,” Hoseok said, standing up. Yoongi pulled him back down and rubbed his back.

               “Namjoon, tell us what you were doing,” said Yoongi.

               “I tried to control the crowd, but eventually I had to fight,” said Namjoon. “I mean, I held my own, but nothing crazy happened.”

               “Didn’t you blow up the wall?” asked Yoongi.

               “No, I didn’t blow up the wall,” Namjoon laughed. “Beck, one of the guys from up north, brought explosives. He was setting them up all over the place. I think he just wanted to come to blow stuff up. But I heard Jimmy K was pretty badass during the battle.”

               Jimmy K chuckled and said, “I was just doing my job.”

               “I saw Jimmy K swing over the crowd on a chain, shooting a crossbow,” said Taehyung.

               “I saw Jimmy K with a machete, fighting back-to-back with Yoongi,” said Namjoon.

               “I saw Jimmy K karate chop someone in the neck and they passed out,” said Hoseok. “I didn’t even know that was possible.”

               “I saw Jimmy K run up a wall and do a backflip kick to one guy’s chest,” said Yoongi.

               “Was that before my shirt was ripped open, or after?” Jimmy K asked.

               “After,” said Yoongi. “You had a big gash across your chest.”

               “That was from someone’s nails,” said Jimmy K. “Can you believe that? They ruined my shirt. I might have a scar there!”

               “But what a great story it’ll come with!” said Jin.

               “That’s true,” said Jimmy K. “Women love scars. And they love the stories.”

               “What happened to you when you went missing?” Jungkook asked Catalina.

               “I was with Priya and we were going back in to evacuate more captives,” said Catalina. “Amanda came out of nowhere and Priya tried to defend me but she didn’t stand a chance. Amanda pounced on her and snapped her neck. I ran away, but I got lost. Amanda was following me, but I think she was just playing with me. She let me run until I couldn’t breathe anymore, and then she came out and grabbed me. She brought me to Makai’s office. Jimin was there. I don’t think Makai was expecting this attack.”

               “Really?” asked Namjoon. “Because there were way more enemies there than we expected.”

               “No, he told us that he knew we knew Jimin. He realized Jimin was part of our group when Yoongi went there to buy him, but he didn’t pay any mind to it,” said Catalina. “He basically said, he got paid either way. He didn’t think we’d do something like this.”

               “He said he wanted to try to make a deal with you,” Jimin said to Namjoon.

               “He tried to,” said Namjoon. “He wanted me to call this off and let him continue his business. He’d spare you if we did. I couldn’t let him continue his work, so I tried to reason with him to let you go, but then some idiot wanted to be a hero and tried to attack Makai. Obviously Mohati jumped in and killed him right away, but it was too late. Makai and Amanda panicked and took it as an attack.”

               “That’s when Taehyung went crazy,” said Hoseok. “He was legendary.

               “A beast,” said Jimmy K. “Absolutely fearsome.”

               “He was truly a formidable force,” said Namjoon.

               “Guys,” Taehyung whined, blushing and looking down.

               “His eyes were practically glowing when he attacked Makai,” said Jimmy K. “And Makai is a big man, way bigger than Taehyung, so I was sure he’d win. Not to mention, Amanda was also a part of his attack. But Taehyung let out a piercing battle cry and tackled Makai to the ground. He fought both of them like nothing I’ve ever seen before. He was like a wild animal.”

               “He was faster and stronger than I’ve ever seen him,” said Namjoon. “He killed Amanda right away and then tore Makai apart.”

               “Literally,” said Yoongi. “He literally tore the man limb from limb.”

               “Ew, please stop,” said Hoseok, looking pale again.

               “He didn’t waste any time biting you, Jimin,” said Jimmy K. Jimin looked at Taehyung, whose eyes were downcast. Jimin took his hand and rubbed a thumb over his knuckles. Catalina had to assume Jimin wasn’t too mad about being turned.

               “They formed a circle around us,” said Jungkook. He looked pale too as he told Catalina the next part. “Hoseok tried to hold your wound closed, but it wasn’t working. He said he was sorry before biting you.”

               “Once Makai was dead, most of his people started running away,” said Namjoon. “The battle ended quickly and then the police came down to sweep for any other survivors. We didn’t stay though. We had to get you two home.”

               Catalina stayed silent for a moment to take everything in. She couldn’t believe everything that happened, just within…

               “How long was I out?” she asked.

               “Just a day and a half,” said Namjoon.

               “Shit. No wonder my mom was panicking,” said Catalina.

               There was something else weighing on her mind. Something she wasn’t sure they’d have the answers for.

               “So, something strange has been happening with me, and I think I understand what it is, but I don’t know how it’s possible,” said Catalina. Everyone was listening intently. “About a week or so after I moved here, I started having these dreams. They would always start out chaotic, mostly me running from something. Then they would end in a library or den and Namjoon would be there, telling me about the book he read last.”

               Various faces of confusion stared back at her.

               “The weird part is, we hadn’t met any of you yet,” said Catalina. “I met Namjoon in my dreams before I met him in real life. But it didn’t stop there. The night after our bonfire at Jungkook’s house, I had a dream that I was being chased in a tunnel with a metal floor. And the person chasing me said something like, ‘Don’t you know girls like you get eaten…’, or, what was it? Like, ‘Here kitty kitty, don’t you know trespassers get eaten?’. And these dreams kept happening, the same one over and over again, me being chased in this tunnel and the person chasing me kept saying something similar to that, a little different each time. And then, the night before the battle, I had a dream that me and Jimin were being held captive and I woke up when our necks were slit.

               “When Amanda was chasing me the day of the battle, I was running through the same tunnel as the one in my dreams. But I didn’t think about it too much because she was following me and taunting me and she said those words. She said, ‘Here, kitty kitty. If you keep running, you’ll run into monsters down here. And pretty kitties like you will get eaten by the monsters’, something like that. And I realized that this was the moment I had been dreaming about all along. And I knew what happened next but I couldn’t do anything to stop it.”

               Catalina felt a tear run down her face, which she wiped away quickly. She didn’t want to cry, she wanted to be mad. But there was no point in being mad at a dead woman. She supposed there was also no point in being mad at a situation that was meant to be anyway.

               “Fascinating,” Namjoon said after a long pause. “You’re a prophet.”

               “I thought you didn’t believe in stuff like that,” said Yoongi.

               “I don’t, I mean I didn’t,” he said. “But it doesn’t matter what I believe in. If she’s telling the truth, which she has no reason not to, then that’s proof. That implies that destiny is real, and we don’t truly have free will.”

               Namjoon rubbed his chin and looked off into space before continuing.

               “But not entirely,” said Namjoon. “If your dreams were a little bit different each time, that means that the future isn’t completely set in stone. It might still be possible to change it, especially if you know what to expect. It might be difficult though, since it sounded like all your dreams had about the same outcome.”

               “No, not all of them,” said Catalina. “Some of them ended with me finding you all and you protecting me from whatever was chasing me. One of them ended with Jungkook getting injured. He was unconscious and both of us were locked in one of those cells.”

               “So, it sounds like the future is changeable,” said Yoongi. “I bet your dreams were shifting every time someone made a decision.”

                “This isn’t unheard of, Catalina,” Namjoon said. “Lots of vampires have some sort of special ability. Usually it’s just things like hypnotism, or having an affinity for certain skills, but this could be very useful. And very interesting. The philosophical implications of this are well worth looking into.”

               “I don’t like it,” said Catalina.

               “You better get used to it,” said Yoongi. “There’s a lot of things about this life you won’t like.”

               “Well, vampires don’t need to sleep, right?” Jimin said. “If you don’t like it, just don’t sleep.”

               “Oh, that’s true,” said Hoseok.

               It was then that she remembered the last dream she had. The one on the beach. If that one came true, like the others did, then maybe this gift of hers wouldn’t be so bad.

               “What are you smiling about?” Jungkook asked.

               “The last dream I had, before I woke up today,” she said, her smile growing wider. “I hope it comes true.”

.

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[sleekervae]

The Neighbour [1.1]

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Trigger Warning: Some light smut if you squint

"SEBASTIAN! YOU BURNED THE FUCKING HOTDOGS!" Emerson suddenly yelled. Eva turned her head towards the explicit commotion not ten feet away from her. Emerson was huddled over the mini beach barbecue the boys had brought out, frantically fanning the grey wisps of smoke that rose from within the grill. Sebastian meanwhile had missed out on the serve that Michael had made with the volleyball and ran over to help his brother.

"I didn't burn the hotdogs! I left Rem to watch 'em!" he said.

"How's Remington going to watch the hotdogs when he and Andrew are both in the water?" Emerson snapped back at him.

"Quit your bitchin' and help me put this out!" Sebastian then proceeded to grab his beach towel out from the sand and tried to help Emerson in putting out their lunch. Eva sighed and turned her head back towards the ocean horizon.

"S'pose we get lunch from the snack bar," she said. The girls were just as drawn to the commotion as Eva, watching the boys with amusement.

"Men. Always think they know what they're doing," Shy sighed. Eva glanced back at the young brunette with a smile, turning back to Caity as she scrolled through her Tumblr blog on her phone.

"These are really good, Eva!" she praised, "Shy, have you read these?"

"Why, yes I have," Shy smiled, "You should read some of them out for us, Eva,"

Eva smiled sheepishly, shaking her head, "Yeah... I don't know about that,"

"Serving! With or without ya, Seb!" Eva suddenly heard Larissa call. She turned her head again, looking past the boys and the barbecue to her friend tossing the dusty volleyball over her head and spiking it over the net towards Caity's husband, Hayden, "I ain't fucking losing, yet!" she said.

Hayden suddenly dropped to his knees and bumped the ball before it could hit the sand, tossing it back over the net. Larissa jumped forward to bump it, but her timing was off and the ball ended up bouncing off her wrist and into the sand behind her. Hayden and Michael meanwhile high-fived each other.

"What was that you were saying, Larissa?" Hayden asked with a laugh. Larissa glared back and flipped him off as she grabbed the volleyball, turning back towards Sebastian as he and Emerson were still trying to put out the barbecue.

"Honey! C'mon!"

"I'm not exactly tying my laces, sweetheart!" he called back, coughing from the thick smoke that continued to rise. Eva just rolled her eyes.

"Throw it in the fucking ocean!" she called to the boys, "The fish'll eat it,"

"Fish don't eat meat, Eva!" Emerson called back to her.

"What the fuck does Jaws eat, then? Kale?" she said, prompting Shy to snort with bemusement.

Meanwhile, about twenty feet down to the shoreline, Remington had emerged from the ocean, shaking out his wet hair as Andrew followed him. The boys had decided to take a quick dip to cool off from the blazing heat, but they didn't expect to find the spontaneous mini bonfire that had broken out at their set up.

"He let the fucking dogs go again," Andrew shook his head.

"And I wasted a good theme song on his cooking segment," Remington scoffed. They stumbled over to their friends through the sand, now sticking and slowing them down as it clung to their feet and legs like tiny weights.

"Seb!" Rem called his brother, "When I said I wanted my dog a tad charred, this ain't what I meant," he said.

"It's Emerson's fault," Sebastian said, now standing over the hot dogs he and Emerson had drenched out in water, "He wasn't watching 'em,"

"Fuck off!" Emerson replied, "You were in charge of the barbecue while I went to the showers,"

Shy groaned and sat up from her towel, now starting to get annoyed, "Oh, boys!" she called to them, "How about we get some burgers and beers from the concession stand instead of getting into a pissing contest?" she said.

"Yeah!" Eva chimed in, "We're starving over here!"

"How can you be starving? You've all been sitting over there doing dick for the past hour," Sebastian said.

"Dick?" Caity scoffed back dramatically, "Darling, I'm currently reading pieces from one of the greatest young poets of our generation -- I wouldn't call that dick," she bumped Eva with a coy smile.

Shy grinned, "If you behave, she might read it for us later,"

"I love how you both just volunteered me for that," Eva huffed. Remington watched in delight as the young writer hung her head in her hands, adorned in her neon yellow bikini that did little to cover her bottom.

"Is Eva gonna' read for us? I want in!" Larissa chimed from the court.

"I'm not reading anything!" Eva protested with a shy giggle, "I'm hungry and on the verge of sunstroke! And Sebastian killed our lunch!"

"See?"

"Shut up, Emerson!"

Eva quickly retied the bun atop her head before using her arms to cushion her head, laying back down in the sand and relaxing as Caity continued to scroll through her proses. She closed her eyes and basked in the warming heat of the sun, letting any worries of stresses she had slowly drift off. That is... until she felt a pair of wet, cold hands glide down her back.

"Hey!" she let out a squeal and sat up, finding a soaking-wet Remington standing over her, smiling like the devil.

"You little bitch!" she picked up a handful of sand threw it at him in retaliation, only nailing his naked side. The others laughed along with him while Eva could only pout, "Why?"

"You said you had heat stroke. I was trying to help," he said smartly, "Wanna' go for a dip?" he nodded towards the water.

"You just came out of there," she said, "You wanna' go back already?"

"Sure. Besides, you're nicer to look at in the water then Andrew, anyway," he replied.

The blistering heat did only part of the convincing for Eva; she'd take any excuse to have Remington sans shirt before her, "Alright, let's go," she put her hands out and getting the hint, Remington lifted her to her feet with little effort.

Shy snorted as they headed towards the water, "He wants to do naughty things in the ocean," she not-so-subtly whispered.

"Just watch," Caity smirked, "She'll post a steamy poem about it tonight,"

Eva poked her tongue at Remington before taking off towards the waves, and he was right on her tail. Splashing along as she jogged, when it was deep enough Eva dived in, shaking off the frigid cold that consumed her body. Emerging soon after she shook out her hair and rubbed the salt water from her eyes, and Remington quickly broke free of the water soon after.

"Hi,"

"Hi,"

His usually spiky hair was sopping wet as it clung to his forehead, his eyes clenching as he tried to rub the water out of them. His skin was covered in pointed droplets, as though adorning him in small diamonds. His darker roots were becoming more prominent, but what was left of the blonde shimmered delicately beneath the sun's rays. And the smile he wore was just as good a match in how mellow and comfortable Eva felt, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You're really cute," she chuckled, pushing his hair out of his face.

"You're not so bad, yourself," he smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her nose before tasting the salt on her lips.

"Get a room!" Emerson called from the shore, effectively breaking them apart as they laughed together.

"Don't be a hypocrite!" Remington shouted back. Emerson flipped him off.

They stayed in the shallow water, Remington crouching so his shoulders breached the calm water while Eva sat on his knees, her legs wrapped around his waist. They were watching their friends continue to goof off on the beach, by now Emerson had given up on the hot dogs and pushed the barbecue into the sand, instead going to sit with the girls. A simple veil of thin smoke danced through the air. The volleyball game continued on, with Sebastian now picking up Larissa's slack. And Eva's head was slack as she rested against his shoulder, sitting comfortably with Remington in the bobbing ocean. They moved softly up and down with the waves, Remington holding them in place and holding his girl close.

Eva sighed quietly, "It almost looks normal," she mumbled.

"The beach?" Reming asked, running a hand over her back, "Kind of. But at least we're safe out here,"

Eva chuckled, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, "Perfect; let's just rent a houseboat and sail for the next year until the vaccine rolls out. Safe from all humans,"

"No humans? I can get behind that," he smiled, both of them moving to come up and meet in a kiss, "But of course, I'm dragging you with me,"

"And leave your brothers behind?"

"They can get their own fucking houseboat,"

She smiled and kissed him again, her delicate fingers running softly through the tendrils of his hair. Remington began kissing down her jaw and trailing his lips to her neck, biting softly and sucking on her skin.

She exhaled softly when he began kissing across her collarbone and shoulder, "Rem," she giggled, slightly short of breath, "There's people here,"

Remington smiled against her skin, "They can't see us," he smirked, fingers brushing the band of her bikini top, "Is this okay?"

Eva nodded and moaned quietly as he adorned her chest in more kisses. She dipped her head down to rest on his shoulder so it wouldn't appear as if something naughty was taking place. But Remington continued to bite and nibble away at her soft skin. She pressed a kiss to his neck as she felt him began to shift the band to her top.

"Rem," she giggled. He just smirked and continued on, "You're so bad," she laughed, but it was overtaken by a gasp and a nervous smile when she felt him beneath her. Her insides trembled with excitement. She grabbed his jaw and tilted him down meet her, kissing him hard as he quickly fixed her top.

"If someone saw that," she giggled. Remington just giggled like a child, "You're dead meat,"

"I'm quaking,"

Perhaps it was the lack of stress that made it all so easy? There was no traveling, no deadlines, shows, mobs of fans. And Remington couldn't remember when it could be so simple to date, especially not with the life he had been leading the past five years. There was always a hole of guilt with past girlfriends, whether he missed birthdays or the long distance would drive deep wedges between them. The only distance that separated him from Eva was a single street.

And it was really easy to be happy around her.

The sun set over the water a sum of hours later, not terribly late but a beautiful peachy haze coated the sky. Andrew was eventually able to get the barbecue working again and had small flames replacing the heat that was dwindling by the hour. The conversation amongst Remington and his friends went through one ear and out the other, threading his fingers through the cold sand. Further down the beach he could spot Eva's darkened silhouette at the concession stand, accompanying Shy and Emerson to pick up dinner for them all.

Caity scooched over, smiling with giddy as she nudged him gently, "Hey,"

"Hey,"

"So, how's it going?" she asked, quietly enough so the others wouldn't hear.

Remington shrugged, "I got sand in my shorts, so it's not great; but not overall bad, either," he replied.

Caity simpered, "Kay, I don't give a shit what's in your shorts. I'm talking about Eva. How's that going?"

"It's great!" he told her, "I feel really good, she's really great --"

"I was just going to say, 'cause you look good," she commented, "Though, you could do with a haircut,"

Remington pushed his fingers through his hair, "I'm thinking of letting it grow out," he grinned, "Honestly... I'm really happy. I can't remember the last time I felt this good. I mean, I miss being on tour and meeting all the kids --"

"But you have been missing something in your life. I get it," Caity nodded, "I always thought that you needed someone -- not super sophisticated, but mature, fun, interesting,"

"She's definitely interesting," he said, smiling when he remembered her arrest story.

"And I like her a lot, more than... what was her name? The petite little blonde with the nose ring?"

"Marcy,"

"Yeah, her," Caity glanced down the length of the beach as Emerson, Shy and Eva were coming back with boxes of food, "In a world of influencers and Instagram models, it's kind of refreshing to meet somebody like Eva,"

"I'm glad to have your approval," he smiled.

"We all like her," she told him, "So you'll do well not to fuck this up. Or I will come after you,"

Remington didn't need to stare long into Caity's pointed gaze to know that she wasn't joking around. He placed his right hand over his chest.

"Hand of God, I'll treat her better then the Queen," he promised.

As the last words left his lips Eva had returned, balancing three boxes of hot food in her arms, "What's this about the Queen?" she asked.

"I'm trying to convince Remington to watch The Crown," Caity said, smiling coyly.

Remington quickly caught on, "It may as well be a Downton Abbey documentary, and I had no care for Downton Abbey either," he replied.

Eva chuckled as she handed out the boxes, "I'm more of an Umbrella Academy fan, myself. Sorry Caity,"

"Fine, I'll be the cultured one of the group," Caity shrugged, "Fish and chips?"

"Cod, not halibut," and she gave a box to Remington, "And fried cauliflower tacos for you,"

"You're an angel," he said.

"I know," she beamed and sat down beside him, tittering when he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Michael opted to drive some of them back home in his pick-up. Somehow, Remington and Eva found themselves sitting in the cargo bed while Emerson and Shy sat in the car. Not that neither of them minded. The evening breeze whipped over exposed skin and tousled through their hair, but they sat curled up together in the corner of the bed.

Eva rested her head on Remington's chest, watching the world fly by in a fantastical blur of deep colors and shooting lights. She felt safe with his arms around her -- like an impromptu seatbelt -- and took in his spicy cologne with trace hints of sand and beer. Warm breaths cascaded over her forehead, contrasting the electric sensation of his cold hands that rubbed up and down the length of her arms. Drunk on the sun and some of the White Claws she had consumed earlier, Eva raised her heavy eyes to look up at him.

Remington had a particular renaissance beauty that she couldn't help but be mesmerized by: like stumbling upon Van Gogh's Starry Night for the first time and she was transfixed by every brushstroke and individual, vibrant color. Remington was a vibrant shock, a spark plug that had Eva seeing the world in a new, brighter saturation. Everything about him was good, and she wondered how she was so fortunate to have stumbled into his life, picked his neighbourhood to move into.

Feeling her eyes lingering Remington glanced down at the small brunette, taken by the soft, sleepy smile she wore. Her stormy eyes watched him like he was the brightest thing she had ever seen. Without a word he kissed her fully, deeply, inhaling her sigh, not having any idea how he knocked the wind out of her with a simple touch. Did she know how crazy she drove him? How every waking minute they were apart he needed to hear her voice, watch her lips part into a beaming smile, wanted to count the freckles on her back and feel her fingers tracing the shapes of his veins?

Perhaps it was too early for Remington to admit that he was in love; he had a tendency of falling hard and falling fast for people. However, if the sober part of him wasn't holding him back he would've blurted it right then and there. He didn't want to imagine not having Eva in his life, couldn't imagine moving into the future without her.

And little did he know that she was thinking the same thing...

[onelovewonderwoman]

tater tots and chocolate shop (a.k.a. chen’s convenience store) || eddie brock x reader

listen listen... i know i’ve been gone for a long time and i legit have no excuse but i hope you guys enjoy this unedited excuse of a fic. thinking of doing a smut for this or something smut like for venom/eddie for my other smut blog tho. but we all know we can’t trust me when i say i’m releasing shit anymore smh

tags : @santa-feigh @i-just-wanna-run-hell @munalisax @spiduhgirl @hell-on-cheese-wheels @geeksareunique @violentlybarnes @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday @the-quackson-claxon @curly-haired-holland @courtneychicken @marvel_themed @heycreehere​ @min-amani​ @simonsbluee​ @delicately-important-trash​

words : 4133

warnings : not anything really, just that venom eats someone per usual if ya know what i’m saying... that came off sexual, as sexual as i am, that wasn’t what i meant, he really does just eat a guy sksksksk, also let’s just pretend that chen is single although i’m not sure

“this is venom in eddie’s head”

“this is eddie in his head”

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Eddie really didn’t expect anything new today - Which is something eerily weird for a man housing a deadly symbiote in his own body. Really, he never actually knew what to expect, but never anything out of ordinary; that is, his ordinary. Then again, he had gotten into the swing of things. Having scored a new job as a journalist, three months prior, spent his days at work, although that meant out and about the city of San Francisco. Then, he’d drop by Chen’s convenience store every couple of days to pick up the symbiote’s, Venom, favourite snacks (and now forcefully his too); tater tots and chocolate. For whatever reason, it made an impression on the creature, so Eddie rolled with it. 

The new thing Eddie didn’t expect, though, was the woman behind the counter. Usually, he would walk in and see Ms. Chen behind these counter, greet her as usual, sometimes even getting an earful from her about how “tense he looked” and how he should start meditating (although, that is why he loved the woman - she felt sort of like a concerning mother figure to him), pick up what he needed then pay and leave. Simple. 

Except this time, there was no Ms. Chen behind the counter. 

No, this was a young woman. Eddie thought she couldn’t be over twenty-two. Sure, the college textbooks in front of her behind the counter made it more likely, but she looked like she was practically still what anyone fairly older would call a girl in place of a woman albeit she was. 

Her head was down when he saw her through the glass doors of the store, holding a pink highlighter in her hand as she read through the open book in front of her, highlighting things ever so often. An earbud dangled from her left ear, the wire of the abandoned earbud bunching up at her front when she brought her arms around her to lean against the counter. 

She looked smart. It didn’t help Eddie that she was beautiful either. Sure, he sees beautiful women everywhere he goes every day in the city, but truth be told, the man became somewhat of a shut in since his break up with his ex-fiancé, Anne followed by the recent presence of Venom. 

Although this time, Eddie figured he wouldn’t be just passing her by like he does other women every day. No, she was new. Obviously, Chen wouldn’t just have her there for the day and leave it at that. Ms. Chen has been there every day since the damn store came to be. She was an employee now - One Eddie was probably going to have to see more often than he’d like to admit. 

Sighing, he opened the door and walked in, bell ringing as he did so. It did a good job at catching the girl’s attention, as her head shot up when it rang. 

He seemed to be the first customer in a while. Although he wouldn’t be surprised; it was fairly late into the night and Ms. Chen did recently expand the hours from 8:00 a.m. - 12:00 a.m. - It was practically only ten minutes until closing. 

The girl gave Eddie a soft smile, welcoming, that he returned briefly, before she turned back to her textbook when she noticed the ease Eddie had walking through the store. It was easy to tell he was a regular. 

When he reached only the first shelf from the counter, he was unable to help himself and spoke indirectly, “So, you’re new?”

“Huh?” The girl looked over before seeing him turn his head to give her a slight smile and nod towards her, as if signalling to her, “Yes, I’m talking to you”.

Yanking her earbud out almost frantically, she stammered, feeling herself flush slightly in his gaze, “Oh yeah. Yeah, I’m… I’m new.” 

Eddie hummed. 

She continued before he had the chance to reply, “I’m assuming you’re a regular here? You know Ms. Chen?”

“Yeah,” Eddie chuckled and shook his head, thinking of the older woman, “Yeah, she’s a…”

“Character?”

The both of them let out small laughs of their own together before Eddie found himself turning back to the shelf and the girl back to her textbook, albeit both reluctantly. 

Once again, in true Eddie Brock fashion, Eddie found himself unable to stop and spoke once more, “So, not that I’m exactly complaining, but why exactly isn’t Chen here. I don’t think the woman’s ever missed a fuckin’ day.” 

She breathed a laugh before turning back to him with something bright in her eyes that Eddie felt he hadn’t seen in a long time, something refreshing, “I’m pretty sure she wanted to set aside a little time for who I think is the future Mr. Chen.”

“Wow,” Eddie feigned disappointment, “There goes my shot.”

A bright smile grew on the girl’s face, making Eddie’s heart start beating just a little bit faster as she went along, “There it goes.”

A small smile - a true, genuine small smile - found its way to Eddie’s face. She was cute, really cute. 

“Who is she and why does she make your heart beat fast?”

“Jesus,” Eddie jumped unnoticeably at Venom’s voice in his head, muttering to himself, “Shut up, you parasite.”

The girl’s eyebrows furrowed in both confusion and offense having heard his muttered words. “Excuse me?”

“Parasite!” Venom spoke in his head with anger. 

Eddie’s eyes widened before he took a few steps closer to the counter. “No! No. Not you.”

“O-” She looked him up and down for a split second with a frown; who was he talking to if not you, the only person in the store with him. “Okay.”

They stayed in silence for a few seconds, feeling the awkward tension get heavier with each passing by. Although, when Eddie saw the girl shift back into her leaning over the counter position from before to get back to her textbook, he pulled her away from it once more. 

“Look, I’m sorry,” Eddie spoke sincerely to the young woman, looking from her to somewhere in the store ever so often, “I guess I have this… thing where I… talk to myself. Sometimes I don’t even realize I do it. Could I just- I mean, do you think I could get your name?”

Her frown upturned into a soft smile once more. “Y/N.” 

She then proceeded to add, “I work three days a week here.”

Eddie’s gaze on her felt like the heat from one of those lights on a movie set, and it made her feel flush under it, “I mean, that’s just if you wanted to know. I’m gonna be here pretty often, so I don’t know-”

“Hey, Y/N, Y/N.” He cut her off with an endeared look on his face. “Don’t shit yourself, it’s good to know.”

“Okay,” Y/N laughed nervously as she watched Eddie move across the store once again to reach the desired shelf, “Good- Good to know. Tha-Thanks.”

Once he’d found his desired purchases, dollars over dollars of tater tots and chocolate for his “little buddy”, he took them up to the counter that Y/N sat behind. 

She spoke as she grabbed each product and scanned, eyes looking up from her actions to Eddie, “Hey, I never got your name.”

He chuckled nervously and spoke almost regretfully to the floor, “Yeah, it’s, ah, it’s Eddie.” He lifted his head to, although he didn’t intend to and it just ended up happening, gauge Y/N’s reaction - As if it would set off a bomb, especially after everything with the Life Foundation. 

“No way,” 

And there it goes. 

“I thought I’d recognized you from somewhere; you’re Eddie Brock, right?” Here comes the part Eddie was waiting for, the backlash of having dismantled the Life Foundation - people claiming what the foundation was accused of doing, what Carlton Drake was accused of doing, wasn’t actually real despite the photo evidence he’d provided. Although, when Eddie closed his eyes for a brief second to both calm himself and Venom, the symbiote probably feeling the way his nerves spiked and heart pumped faster, he opened then fairly quickly when he heard Y/N’s excited voice with what could even possibly be admiration, “You exposed the Life Foundation, right? That’s- That’s insane. It was crazy what they were doing, I still can’t believe it. I mean, I kinda can ‘cause I never exactly had a good feeling about that guy. Yeah, he was nice on camera and stuff, but it felt like he was a little too nice, if you know what I mean.”

She paused when she noticed Eddie was staring at her like she grew another head and looked to him nervously. “What?”

“Nothing.” Eddie pushes back a disbelieved laugh, staring at the girl with that same disbelief, except with something lighter that felt like a tiny spark of hope for him, which made him feel like he was getting way too far ahead of himself. “It’s just that, since it’s happened, not a lot of people have good things to say about it.”

Y/N shrugged before she grabbed a plastic bag and began placing the items into it, eyes on that now as opposed to on Eddie. “I think what you did was great. People are probably just still in their little bubbles trying to avoid any type of bad thing. It was only the poor being used during the human trials, so it’s none of their concern as far as it goes - Just like everything else. I read your papers now, they’re amazing.”

“Thanks.” Eddie smiled, practically mesmerized with this girl for reasons unfathomable to even him. 

After he handed her cash, she leaned over and handed him his bag. Taking it, he felt his fingers brush against hers, feeling adrenaline rush through his body at the mere contact…

Which alerted the symbiote. 

Knowing, Eddie turned away from Y/N, moving his head down as his eyes flashed an ominous grey, trying his damn hardest to keep Venom at bay. 

Beginning to walk out, he shouted, “Thanks, Y/N. See you.”

Y/N’s smile faltered at his sudden leave, only replying with a sigh after the bell chimed again and Eddie was no longer in the store, “No problem, Eddie.”

Outside, an argument was taking place inside Eddie Brock’s head with his symbiote. 

“She makes you heart beat fast like Annie.”

Shaking his head whilst he walked, Eddie thought to Venom, “No, she doesn’t.”

“Yes, she does.”

“No, she doesn’t.”

“Yes, she does.”

“No, she doesn’t!” Eddie practically shouted in the middle of the street, stopping his movement to see that he’d gained weird looks from others on the street with his outburst. Shaking his head once more, he went onto walking home again. 

“Look, I just met her-”

“We.”

“We! We just met her, and it doesn’t mean anything. She was pretty, and new, thought I was cool, and I haven’t gotten any for months now. We just got excited. That’s all. We’ll see her every once and a while, and that’s it. She’s a good girl, wouldn’t be surprised if she had a boyfriend.”

“We can eat him.”

“No-” Eddie cut himself off when he realized he spoke aloud again, frustrated with the symbiote’s quote on quote “solution”

Huffing he continued to speak with the symbiote, turning the corner and getting closer to his apartment building. 

“No, we cannot eat him. We don’t eat people, at least not good ones, and you know, there are a lot-”

“A lot of good people. Yes, yes, I know.”

“Exactly. So get over it. I will.”

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“So, Mondays and Wednesdays.” Eddie walked into Chen’s convenience store that Wednesday to be greeted with what he thought was possibly the most beautiful smile from Y/N. “You wanna let me in on what the third day of the week you work on?”

Y/N laughed, taking her earbud out and giving her full attention to Eddie, almost looking at his shyly and bit her lip, driving him insane in a way he didn’t expect from you. “I don’t know… Maybe you’ll have to figure that out for yourself, Ed.”

“Oh, it’s Ed now,” Eddie challenged with a smirk, walking past her to the first shelf. 

Her eyes followed, taking in his broad frame. “Mhm.” She nodded confidently. 

“Mhm,” Eddie mimicked her with a chuckle before nodding towards her textbooks. “What are you studying?”

“Uh,” Y/N looked down at her textbook, like she had forgotten what the textbooks were even for, eyes fluttering before she looked back up at the man. “Mostly English stuff.” Y/N shrugged and placed her elbow onto the counter, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. “I’m an English major - It’s my third year.”

Eddie gestured towards her, his front still facing the shelf and his side to her, his head still turned looking at her. “Any idea…”

Y/N snorted, voice straining as she told him, “Nope.”

Eddie turned away with a laugh when he saw her smile lazily at him. 

She sighed, “But,” Eddie’s attention turned back to her, “I am hoping to figure it out by the end. Granted I have this year and the next to figure it out, but here’s to hoping, right?”

“Yeah.” Eddie gave a weak smile. “Here’s to hoping.”

Y/N hummed then deciding to leave Eddie be, turning back to her textbook and putting an earbud into her left ear, as she always does. 

“Pussy.”

Eddie huffed, speaking underneath his breath, “Alright, you know what?”

Forgetting what he’d come to the store for, Eddie found himself marching up to the counter and planting himself in front of it, right where Y/N was seated behind. 

Obviously hearing his movement, Y/N looked up with her eyebrows furrowed and a confused smile on her lips. “Is everything alright, Eddie?”

“Let me take you to dinner,” Eddie said abruptly as to not chicken out, attempting to smile through all the nerves he was feeling in that moment, “Let me- Let me take you out on a date, sweetheart.”

Panic shot through his chest right through his heart when he saw Y/N’s confused smile falter into a frown and her face grow solemn. 

“I’m really flattered, Eddie.”

“Please, no but. Please, no but.”

“But,”

“And there it is.”

“I’m already seeing someone. I-” Y/N paused and looked at him almost regretfully, biting her lip with her eyes filled with sadness. “I’m really sorry, Eddie. You’re really cool and stuff, but-”

“No.” Eddie shook his head before giving a weak fake smile as he chuckled, attempting to not make it sound as bitter as he felt so he wouldn’t make the girl feel bad. “Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault. I should’ve asked-”

“No, it’s okay, really.” Y/N shook her head and attempted a smile to show him it was fine, really. 

“Maybe,” Eddie paused, looking around then back to Y/N, “Maybe I should go. I’ll just go. I’ll, uh, I’ll see you, okay?”

“Yeah,” Y/N eyebrows furrowed in concern before she called out as he began to walk away, “Didn’t you need to get some stuff?”

“Uh, no.” Eddie looked back briefly, then tucked his hands into his pockets before he opened the door with his shoulder and heard the bell chime as always. “Not today.”

As Y/N watched him walk away from the store through the glass, she couldn’t help the words that came out of her mouth despite a mother now walking in with her small child, “Fuck,”

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Despite saying everything was fine, Eddie found himself not going back to the store for the next week, too, and as stupid as it sounds, scared to face Y/N after what had happened. He felt stupid; after everything, she was too good to be true - Way too good to be true. 

Although, ten days later, he found himself on his way to the convenience store on a Saturday night, half past eleven. 

Taking a deep breath before entered, he pulled the door opened and heard the damn bell again, catching, none other than, Y/N’s attention. Although, this time - This time, she saw him of course, but she didn’t take out the earbud always in her left ear, didn’t take her focus off her textbook and highlighter in hand to shoot Eddie the biggest, most beautiful smile. She didn’t give him any type of greeting. 

At first sight, Eddie would think that obviously she’s pissed. He probably made her feel bad about it, despite how he said it’s okay. Completely contradicted himself and made her feel like an ass.

As he got closer to the girl, though, he heard a sniffle she tried hard to cover. 

It sent a rush of rage through his body, and he had to try his hardest to fight against Venom’s want to make an appearance. 

“Stop it, you’ll scare her.”

“I will scare whoever did this to her. I’ll bite their head off-”

“No. Biting. Heads off. Right now, we’re focusing on her… We might be the ones who did this to her.”

Eddie then felt a flush of shame before Venom spoke to him once more. 

“You.”

“You? What do you mean you?”

“You did this to her. I had nothing to do with it.”

Eddie rolled his eyes subtly at the symbiote. 

“So now it’s just me, huh?”

The symbiote didn’t reply, and that when Eddie decided to walk closer to the counter and the upset girl behind. 

He spoke up, “Y/N?”

Eddie heard Y/N suck in a breath before shooting her head up to face him, quickly wiping away any tears that may be running down her beautiful face, and shooting him a weak smile in attempts to cover up she’d been crying. “Hey, Eddie,” She gave a forced chuckle, “Guess you figured out what the third day of the week I work is.”

Eddie stared at her, concern littered all over his face with a mix of anger, his eyebrows furrowed. “What’s going on, sweetheart?”

Her nose was running and she looked drained, her eyes faintly red rimmed from crying. 

“Nothing, Ed, I’m-” Y/N let out a shaky sigh. “I’m fine. It’s stupid, anyway.”

“Hey,” Eddie spoke softly to the girl, leaning himself as close as he could with the counter separating them, “I won’t think it’s stupid.”

Y/N shrugged before she let out a sad laugh, “It’s just the guy I was seeing.”

Eddie hummed, already knowing where this was going. Nonetheless, he let her continue. 

She crossed her arms in front of her, placing them onto the counter and leaning forward. Closer to Eddie. 

“I thought we made it clear we weren’t gonna see other people,” Y/N smiled sadly, her voice soft and light, weak, “But I guess it wasn’t clear to him. I, uh, I caught him with some girl, and I know it’s stupid ‘cause we’ve only been together a few months, but it just hurts-”

Eddie shook his head and stopped her, “It’s not stupid, Y/N. I promise you it’s not. That guy’s an asshole - Doesn’t even know what he’s missin’”

“Let’s bite his head off.”

Although Eddie chose to ignore him this time, he couldn’t help but consider the idea. 

Y/N gave a weak laugh, “Thanks, Eddie.”

“Any day.”

Y/N shook her head and looked at him regretfully, “Listen, Eddie, about the other day - I’m sorry. I really like you too, I just felt like an ass about it and wrong ‘cause I was already seeing somebody. I mean, but now I don’t feel so bad about it anymore, I guess. If you’d still want to, I’d like to take you out on a date to make up for, well, all that and the past ten days.”

“Got nothing to make up for, Y/N.” Eddie smiled softly at her as he reached over to grab her hand on the counter. “But yeah, I’d really like that.”

If Eddie Brock was a fourteen year old girl, he’d he felt his insides melt and butterflies in his stomach as you gave him the sweetest smile, but Venom would never let it go. 

The sweet moment was all too quickly interrupted. 

In came a hulking building of a man, angry and red faced. Red faced not cause he was angry, but ‘cause he was pretty fucking ugly if the three of them (mind Venom) do say so themselves.

The gun in his hand made it clear what his intentions were, and sent a jolt of protectiveness through Eddie’s body over Y/N and her safety.

The man’s voice was aggressive as he directed Y/N to put all the money in the bag, gun still at his side. She did what he said, obviously, her hands shaking unlike how Ms. Chen was usually more collected because she was unfortunately too used to it. Although, Eddie hadn’t moved when he told him to. 

“Move,” The man boomed, then expressed almost nonchalantly, “I can shoot her if you want, if that’ll make you fucking move.”

The man then proceeded to direct the gun towards Y/N’s head, making her breath hitch and stop her actions of shovelling the cash into the bag to stare at Eddie with eyes filled with frightened tears to mouth, “Move.”

This time, when all he could see was red, Eddie didn’t stop Venom. 

Surely, Eddie form became Venom’s; black covering Eddie body as they shifted. Venom stood huge and towering over everyone and everything. Tongue slid across sharp, menacing teeth as he smiled ominously at the man who now dropped his gun and looked like he was shitting bricks.

There was no speech this time like with the one guy who would continuously harass and rob Ms. Chen. No, this time, he simply grabbed onto the struggling man’s shirt, lifted him with ease to dangle him in the air before simply using him as his next meal. 

Y/N stood watching frozen, scared to make any type of movement, even breath, as to catch the attention of the terrifying creature in front of her that used to be Eddie. 

It didn’t seem to work for her though, because the creature’s head snapped around to her, making her let out a shriek and duck underneath the counter, not knowing what else to do other than cry and expect potential death coming her way. 

Although, that didn’t seem to happen. She heard the creature… talking; like he was arguing with himself. 

“No!” It said, “I want to meet her!”

She heard a final growl before she heard something else, something… slimy, then footsteps coming around the counter to where she hid underneath. Her whole body tensed as she awaited the huge creature, terrified. 

Before she knew it, she faced with not huge, inky black feet (?), but Eddie’s shoes. He crouched down for face her huddled form, arms wrapped around the legs that were right against her chest. 

“Hey,” Eddie said softly, bringing a hand to her arm and pretending he didn’t feel her flinch, “I’m sorry for scaring you. It’s okay. You can come up now.”

Y/N looked at him in disbelief before she spoke fearfully, “No, fuck you, it’s waiting for me.”

Eddie chuckled, genuinely, as his head fell to his chest for a brief second before he looked back up, into her beautiful, [eye colour] eyes. “Sweetheart, I promise, he’s not waiting for you. At least, not to eat you.”

“Okay.” Y/N nodded before exclaiming, “So then it’s to just kill me! He’s probably just full, that’s why. Ate a whole man.”

“Alright.” Eddie placed a hand on either side of Y/N’s face and directed her focus solely onto him. “I promise I’ll explain everything, okay? Just know you’re safe with me. You’re safe, you don’t have to worry.”

Y/N’s mouth opened and closed as she debated in her head, Eddie frightful of what decision she may come to. 

“Okay.”

“Yeah?” Eddie smiled. 

She rolled her eyes weakly in distress. “Yeah. Just- Just help me up now.”

Releasing her face, Eddie grabbed her hands and pulled her up with him, although the movement made lose her footing and bump herself into his chest. His arm wrapped itself her waist and there wasn’t anymore space between them, faces barely centimetres apart.

“Hey,” Y/N smiled cheekily at him, her arms wrapping around his torso. 

“Hey,” Was all Eddie said back impatiently before his hand reached up to cup her face and guide her lips onto his.

Here’s to hoping. Oh, and those damn tater tots and chocolate that gave him a reason to be there in the first place.

[thebigsimp]

RULES AND GUIDELINES

©️ - all rights reserved. do not distribute, copy or plagiarise my work. you can repost as long as I’m clearly tagged. if you aren’t sure just ask for permission. 

- do not interact in my 18+ content if you are  underage 

- don’t request things that I don’t write 

- my work is only in here 

- keep in mind that when I think about request I consider that I won’t be perfect because it’s my interpretation. So the better is to simply suggest some ideas or request without expecting an exact production of it. (if that make sense) 

here some things you need to check before suggesting something.

requests statuts - closed 

Things I won’t write:  

- piss, scat, incest is big no no 

- non-consensual , sexual harassment, abuse (physical or mental) 

- for AOT, cadets and veterans romantic or sexual thingy (aka ship Ereri), actually any ships might be a no for me will be depending on the requests. 

- HARD humiliation kink (will be depending on the request as well) 

- Don’t ask me to write about real people ( Kpop artists for exemple) 

characters I write for : 

進撃の巨人, Shingeki no Kyojin (AOT) :

Eren Jäger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Levi, Connie Springer, Erwin Smith,  Berthold Hoover, Reiner Braun and Marco Bott. 

ハンターハンター, Hantā Hantā (HxH): 

Kurapika Kuruta, Leolio Paradinaito, Killua Zoldik, Gon Freecss, Wing San, Hisoka, Chrollo Lucifer and Feitan. 

DNI’s

- If you are racist, homophobic, transphobic, do not respect any religions or spiritual beliefs, or just not nice in general

- If you aren't a fan of smut or anything like that you are mature enough to ignore it. You can blacklist the tags  in order to make it easier for you and I put warnings on all the graphic content (you should be responsible for your own triggers and it isn’t my job to deal with it) 

- negativity, this blog is my safe place and I would like to keep it that way.

Tag’s 

Reminder : I am a human being so if I haven’t tagged something that is in fact a trigger warning please let me know and it would be change ASAP !

#catchat  → me sharing my thoughts, answering you guys ask 

#tw:___  → insert trigger warnings 

#important → for the important stuff that I want you guys to know (m.list update or uptade on rules and guidelines as well  for exemple) 

If I find any other tags you will find them here ! 

welcome | m.list | work in progress | request ? 

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[timextoxhajima]

About Me

Nobody’s probably going to see me but I am  trying to expand my reach here, thus this cheesy and possibly lame post. 

Literally everything here is meant for you to get to know me better, regardless of who you are because that’s just the magic of social media ;)

MOI

Name

Dana 

(I’m a she who’s straight but I hate it because men tire the hell out of me)

Age

20, born 12 April 2000

What I do in my free time, besides writing

I’m a self-taught dancer, and I do have a private account on Instagram where I post them, but I’m currently off Instagram because it’s proven unhealthy for my mental health (ie I might have had a panic attack caused by said social media platform).

I have 6 years of photography experience, and I actively take photos whenever I’m out. But it’s been awhile because of the COVID situation.

I used to play floorball in primary school, played a lot of volleyball and hockey in college and I was recruited to join both school teams, but I couldn’t because I was President of Photography.

I watch a ton of Netflix and movies and Youtube. I started watching anime, I’m an avid fan of horror and thriller/psychological/suspense, and everything you can find on Youtube, I’ve probably watched it too.

I’m in university right now, but am enrolled in online courses so I’m still studying once in awhile. School’s starting in a month or so, I might be less active then.

A Small Warning of Caution

I’ve received feedback that some of my works are mentally and emotionally taxing to read because they are either really, really, sad... or depressing, to some extent. I am very well-aware that it is a repercussion of my life, because I write based on my feelings and it is an outlet for me to express my emotions which I have trouble with via spoken words. So, a lot of the heavier feelings I deal with from day to day come out in the form of words and themes in my work. It gets taxing to write, and like I said before, I can only imagine that it might be taxing to read as well. So there’s that warning.

More about who I am

I had to be really careful about what I said here because not many people are able to tolerate the way I think and function. I run high on overthinking, and it snowballs into panic attacks, depression episodes, extreme mood swings, you name it. 

I’m Singaporean, so the stress from education and the hectic lifestyle in this country is probably one key ingredient to my deteriorating mental health, and I really, really want to fucking leave LOL.

I’ve got a lot of shitty memories and experiences and I’m at the point of time in my life right now where I would like nothing else but run away (hence this blog and account all together).

I’ve been into the whole K-Wave scene since I was 8, so this would mark my 12th/13th year being a K-fan. Throughout the years, I’ve stanned a fuckton of groups (I’m not even joking). As someone who’s got an extremely high drive in life (though I’m mentally exhausted most of the damn time), I’ve leaned on idols for emotional support and encouragement for the last decade or so, the more prominent people/groups being Donghae from SJ, Baekhyun from EXO, Jungkook from BTS, Kang Daniel from Wanna One, Jung Jaehyun from NCT and Park Seonghwa from ATEEZ. I guess you could say they were, at those point of times, my ults. 

That being said, I think it’s pretty obvious that I’m not a very mentally healthy person, and I hope that you will find my work (though possibly triggering), but healing as well. Sometimes the best way to help yourself heal is to face the very problem. 

I want you to know that you’re in a safe space. I might be uncomfortable with certain ideas and concepts with sexuality and etc because of the way I was brought up, but I am training myself to be open-minded, to love all as the way they come. 

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MY WORK

What I’m working on right now (novels)

The Art of Being Human Vol. 1 (Seonghwa, San, Wooyoung, Yunho)

The Bête Noire (Yeosang, San, Wooyoung)

Who I write for (or used to)

BTS

Wanna One

NCT

ATEEZ

may or may not be slowly slipping into the TXT and The Boyz fandom

What genres my works are 

Most of my work is heavy and mentally taxing to write, so I imagine that it’s not any easier on my readers either. You’ll be able to find most of them in my masterlist post :D

Angst (Literally everything...)

Drama (Also almost everything...)

Smut (used to, now I can’t, for personal reasons...) (Tomorrow/7DS Series)

Romance/Friendships (Also almost everything, even if they aren’t the main plot point)

Chaebol (Tomorrow/Throne/The Bête Noire)

Crime/Murder (Trigger/Tomorrow/The Bête Noire)

Fantasy (7 Deadly Sins *7DS Series/The Bête Noire)

Fluff (my NCT One Shot collection)

Action (11 Quests/7DS Series)

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Thank You

If you’ve managed to read it up to here, I’m glad you had the patience to read it. If you couldn’t tell, I struggle a lot with myself, my mental health, and I’ve recently suffered from continuous panic attacks which I’m not sure what the cause was. This is my runaway social media platform, so would you run away with me? 

[darthsuki]

Fic Rec Tag Game

Post your fics you are most proud of! No limit on how many, just the ones you look at and just feel so pleased that you wrote something so great! Tag as many people as you like to get them to share their own fics! 2k19 is the year we love our own fics babes!

Though I have been a writer in some form or another for as long as I can remember, I didn’t have any sort of online presence until around roughly 2010;  in fact, my first ever online account was on deviantArt!

I’ve made a lot of strides in the last decade with my writing, both in the craft itself and my perspective on how it can impact people in all sorts of wonderful ways--so below is a list of the works that have been important, beloved, or otherwise influenced my experience as a writer. 

If anyone has ever been curious about my older works or the things that have been imperative to making me the writer I am today, I’d say it’s worth taking a peek--you might find something new of mine to like! ;3c

Truth Within (Star Wars, OC/General Grievous, chaptered fic)

Truth Within was (and still is) one of my most beloved writing projects--somewhat because, fun fact, it’s the first fanfiction I’ve ever written! 

Truth Within is a Star Wars fanfiction based in the prequel trilogy, specifically in the Clone Wars era. It features the adventures and coming-of-age of Sakajin Takio, a young woman with a calling to right the wrongs of her mother and become her own person in the process. Along the way she’s challenged to learn the ugly consequences of war, the pain of loss, and the worth of protecting those she cares for--all while trying to handle being the apprentice of General Grievous as a member of the Separatist forces.

Originally posted to fanfiction.net in the late 2000′s and having been overhauled at least twice since, this piece represents how I’ve matured and improved as a writer. Sakajin has grown as a character in much the same way I like to think I’ve grown as a person, so much that she remains my proudest creation to this day.

I love this fic with all of my heart and have a universe worth of things plotted, planned, outline and half-written for it, though hilariously due to the fandom and the very specific ship it contains (Sakajin and Grievous) it doesn’t attract a lot of readers--still, it remains one of the biggest and most influential projects that I hold dear, and I really hope that one day I can make it into something it deserves to be.

Memories of You (Star Wars, General Grievous, chaptered fic)

Another passion project, but much (much) more recent than Truth Within. The story follows the reader as once a lover of General Grievous when they had been left for dead as a servant. After the general dies and they are left alone, the reader is shocked to realize many months later that he’s actually alive--and is in fact the acting general for the Separatist armies. Drama and tension unfold as the two of them try to figure out how to move forward, having to balance the joy of reuniting with a lover and the reality of war and the danger it presents.

Drabblewatch (Overwatch, fic/drabble collection) [NSFW]

What started as a reblogged prompt list spiralled into something absolutely amazing; after writing so many fills, I decided that it would be smart to make a blog to host the specific content and, one thing led to another, and Drabblewatch was born as the very first of many other writing blogs that I would make for reader-insert content.

Started in 2016, Drabblewatch remains one of my most popular writing blogs and series, pushing me almost entirely into the reader-insert community where I have found no shortage of excitement, fun, satisfaction and encouragement. Though I haven’t touched this blog or fandom in quite a while, there’s still a lot of content for it.

...and, fun fact, I actually met my eventual fiance @blood--hunter because of my Drabblewatch writing ;3c

Just Off the Highway / Just Past the Mountains (WTNV, Cecil & Kevin, chaptered fics)

My entrance into the WTNV fandom is, compared to the rest of the fics on this list, a rather recent event. With the nature of the series and the encouragement of the fans of my writing, I have been able to create a lot of absolutely fantastic things--these two fics are perhaps the best examples of what I’ve been able to create thus far. JotH is a introduction fic putting the reader and Cecil together, while JPtM is similar in intent but pairing the reader and Kevin instead.

As the Sun Sets (Critical Role S2, Mollymauk, oneshot)

The reader is a member of the Fletchling and Moondrop Carnival, taken in when they decide that they may earn more coin for their musical skills on the road than at the mercy of those in their home city. They have grown close to many of the members of the carnival, Molly especially, and the reader learns that they may have more talents in magic than in music.

It’s a simple fic, but one that I absolutely adore--namely because I want to create far more content in the future for the Critical Role fandom. I’ve debated making this a multi-chapter fic, but I suppose only time will tell.

And perhaps, maybe one day soon, I’ll even have a Critical Role writing blog... ;3c

Reader-Inserts: A Guide & Background

 Omegaverse: Everything You Need to Know

These two entries are interesting, largely because they’re not actually fanfiction or such at all--they’re guides, and ones I’m rather proud of at that.

The first one is a guide for reader-inserts, detailing as much information about what they are, ways to write them and other bits of information from my years of experience in writing for the community. Though it’s by no means the only way to write such a lovely form of fiction, it’s a means for me to try and pass on as much of my own knowledge and experience as possible to normalize reader and self-insert fiction in this internet community of ours!

The second one is more of an informational perspective for a specific AU or trope, commonly revered to as omegaverse or A/B/O. It’s half-headcanon, half-background info, and from what I’ve heard has helped a lot of people understand this one interesting AU or universe setting in the fiction around them.

A Day on The Throne (MCU, Loki, oneshot) [NSFW]

If anyone wanted to know what my very first reader-insert work was, then the mystery has finally been revealed: it was with Loki! My first year of writing reader-inserts were a little clunky and utilized the ‘y/n’ system, but it’s interesting to compare this first work with what I write now, especially in making sure that my works are more accessible to people regardless of gender, sex, background or ethnicity. 

I’m certainly not perfect, but it’s nice to see that I’m always getting a little better than before!

Being a Human (Lover) (Daft Punk) [NSFW]

Being apart of the EDM (Daft Punk) fandom I think is actually where the last nail was put into the coffin for me, at least in terms of dedicating a lot of my time to reader-inserts as a speciality. 

The community was small and inviting, and a lot of people really encouraged my work and my potential as a writer to do bigger, better things. I actually met a lot of awesome people through the fandom, and to this day I consider @slowpokemegan one of my greatest friends and I am quite blessed to have met her because of this very fanfiction.

Collection of Suki’s Best Smut(tm)

Below is a list of what I consider some of my best smutty writing, though it’s absolutely not exhaustive since apparently out of the 150 fics I’ve posted to AO3, almost 80 of them are explicit and smutty in some form or another--consider these but a taste of what my writing career has created thus far :3c

Touch Me (RWBY, Ozpin)

It’s Best to Keep Me Pleased (RWBY, Torchwick)

Phone Call (FnaF, Phone Guy)

Silvairre’s Little Secret (FFXIV, Silvairre)

Lay Me Down to Sleep (Fallout 4, Maxson)

Heart-On (Undertale, Sans)

Audio Transmission (Lifeline, Taylor)

Touch Me, Have Me, Make Me Yours (The Dragon Prince, Aaravos)

Just Off the Highway (WTNV, Cecil)

Mine, Mine, Mine (WTNV, Kevin)

Have Me (Voltron, Lotor)

We’re Goin’ Down (LoZ: BoTW, Sidon)

Intimacy (Daft Punk)

[noplotnostory]

Test to see if I still can...

A NSFWednesday Monsters in Mythology

So, I’m working on my first ever skelesmut, and I wanted to make sure that the proper skeledick was used in this fic. I ended up going with the most common type of skeledick utilized in UnderTale skelesmut, but this was still a fun topic, so here’s a Monsters in Mythology about it.

Now the reason why this is a Monsters in Mythology instead of a normal NSFWednesday post is actually related to a prior Monsters in Mythology about my favored theory on the nature/origins of the skelebros. Specifically, that they are, in fact, spartae. Or spartoi. Again, the spelling varies from source to source...

But the point is that they are identified as both men and skeletons. Literary sources lean more towards the “man” thing, but visual depictions of spartae/oi are almost always skeletal.

Now this could be because Ancient Greek storytellers had a bit of a bias regarding the “default state of being” as Overly Sarcastic Productions points out in her Trope Talk video about Manly Men (the relevant information here being that much like “white straight male” has been considered the default character template for much of Western Literary History, the default character template in much of Ancient Greek literature was usually “Greek bisexual male”), so describing the spartae/oi as “men” might have been an assumption, especially after they demonstrated aptitude in combat, participated in the founding of a city and began to breed with humans.

Or it could mean they had visible genitalia.

I mean, both skelebros have features that make them clearly not-human-skeletons, so why not?

There’s even precedent for this in animal biology. I didn’t actually know about this until I stumbled upon an article on Cracked.com titled “5 Ways Evolution Designed Your Body To Be Awesome At Sex” and read the final item on the list. Apparently, most male mammals actually have a bone in their penis known as the baculum (have fun writing Sans pun with that), and since there’s a significant amount of monsters with animal features and quite a few have sort of mix-and-matched features, we can’t rule out the possibility of the skelebros having some skeletal features that resemble other species more than the human skeleton. Since this bone basically makes it impossible to not have a boner (unless magic skeleboners can move? Somehow? I’m no expert on this, I’m just trying to get people thinking about all the options) it does make how clothes fit a little questionable, but they were already skeletons so Sans clearly is wearing a belt or has a drawstring or elastic band in his shorts if he’s not actively using gravity magic to hold them up? Whatever. How skeletons wear clothes is a subject I just don’t feel ready to tackle in depth.

Moving away from the “All Bone” possibilities but not quite entering the “ectojunk” category yet...ok, I’ll level with you, the basic idea of this post and several links for reference (which have been supplied thus far, as I believe in providing sources) have been sitting in my drafts for a while. As a result, there are currently two reasons why this section isn’t happening the way I was hoping it would.

Reason One: The Tumblr Purge.

While text posts are still allowed (maybe?), fanart blogs have taken a hit and some have been removed entirely. This includes a blog that had gone by the URL “rexphilia”. I had only discovered this blog and it’s fanart shortly before I even heard about the then-upcoming purge and gotten sick almost immediately after. Between my preoccupation with my own posts, the ongoing conflict between myself and the dreaded season known as winter, and the fact that I had known about this blog and had gathered (now useless) links to include in this post for less than a day before setting this whole thing aside in my drafts to focus on other things, I have no clue where to find this artist, now and therefore am unable link anything to credit them or provide screenshots for reference. Best I can do is provide the name I know them by (rexphilia) and describe what I can remember about their fanart. Which is, coincidentally enough, the thing that I wanted to reference in this post to begin with: Their skeledick design.

Rexphilia’s depiction of skeledick (both Papyrus’s and Sans’s) was black with white rib-like ridges that kind of remind me of the rib-like decor on the jacket of Ghost Lewis from Mystery Skulls Animated know that I’m actually reading that description and was that the inspiration for the design? Was Rexphilia a fan of MSA? Or am I remembering the placement/shape of the ridges wrong because I watched a video reviewing MSA earlier today? OH, CHEESE, I DO NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT LEWIS’S GHOST DICK! NEXT PARAGRAPH! NEXT PARAGRAPH!

Reason Two: My memory capacity (or lack thereof).

Ok, so I could have sworn for the longest time that I had at one point read a fic where Sans had a black skeledick, sans the white stuff. I also could have sworn for the longest time that the fic in question was puppehgal’s oneshot “The After Show”. But rereading that fic’s description of skeledick leaves me...conflicted... Don’t get me wrong, it’s still a very interesting and unique depiction of skeledick (and skelebro anatomy in general) and the fic itself is still something I would readily recommend to fellow fans of Sans/Reader smut, despite not being tagged as such (it’s told through the perspective of an “Anonymous Human Female” who is referred to in the second person throughout), but this particular skeledick could be interpreted as a visually distinct variation of ectodick instead of a permadick, depending on how much control Sans has over that magical webbing. Since this is a oneshot of what is tagged as a One Night Stand, neither the human character experiencing all this nor the readers enjoying the written version have the context to know either way.

If everything had gone as planned, the Non-Bone Permadick section would have contained an accurate description of rexphilia’s depictions, links to fanart containing said depictions, and a linked mention of “The After Show” that isn’t wishy-washy on whether or not the skeledick presented in said fic is, in fact, a permanent feature of Sans’s anatomy. It would have been glorious.

Now for the fandom’s most prevalent version of skeledick: Ectogenitalia.

I’m not going to bother linking anything because there are so many fanfics and fanart with this particular type of skeledick, it would be kind of pointless. You probably know what I’m talking about, anyways, if you’re reading this post.

There’s a reason this option is the most popular: Depending on your personal interpretation, ectojunk can be a free pass to give the skelebros any type of genitalia their partner (or the content creator) desires. If ectojunk is naturally customizable and the skelebro attached to and/or summoning said ectojunk has sufficient control over his magic in intimate situations, he can have male parts, female parts, change the size and shape of said parts, move or alter said parts while maintaining a position or motion in which the movement or alteration of said parts would probably catch someone off-guard, and possibly, maybe, depending on who you ask, be detachable for long-distance use.

Unless you just want to experiment with other headcanons or aesthetics, color seems to be the only potential problem.

In most depictions, Papyrus’s ectowhatever is always orange and Sans’s is always blue, because these color schemes are the Commonly Accepted Fanon, but there are people who have other theories on what color the magic forming the skeledick ought to be.

This is totally fine. My dear friend @popatochisssp is one of those people and her smut is so delicious that I’ve praised it in three different NSFWednesdays and her reasoning for the magic color she uses totally fits with her headcanons concerning the skelebros and her portrayals of them in said fics.

But people that aren’t decided on their headcanons on what the color should be are left with uncertainty. Since I’m one of those people, I guess I’ll just avoid mentioning the color completely.

@ladyarkytiorofdunans

[dcusrclicta]

𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝕳𝖆𝖘 𝕲𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘 || 𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘

PLEASE specify the muse if you send a meme & we haven’t interacted before. If you’re from the same fandom as a muse I have and you don’t it’ll go to them by default but if not I’ll either give it to Severus or Brittnay because they’re in charge or delete it all together. PLEASE. Just specify

If your OC knows my muse just let me know what kind of relationship they have with them beforehand so I can decide if it’s fitting. I’ll usually say yes as long as I can see it fitting in with my canon. Also, your muse needs a reason to know incredibly personal things about my muse whether they’re a canon or an OC. Mun knowledge and muse knowledge are two very separate things.

I have no problem with OCs related to my muses provided I can fit them into the muse’s canon. Children I’m a bit more selective with if they are the child of another canon character because I don’t ship most popular fanon ships with canon characters. For example with Severus I would have no desire to interact with a child of him & Hermione because I do not ship them but a child of Bellatrix & Severus I would accept provided the child’s backstory was compatible with my own headcanons. Children of OCs honestly have the best chance with me to be honest.

I have like. Opinions and stuff. Especially about fanon. As well as canon things that could’ve been done better. If you don’t like that you probably should just unfollow me now to be honest.

If I say I have something drafted don’t hound me for replies about it. Gentle reminders are cool. I do have ADHD. Constant harassment is not cool at all it just makes me hesitant to talk to other people.

Many of my muses use very offensive language or have very skewed morals. They are nota reflection of the mun so do not confront the mun about it. Confront the muses all you want. They probably don’t care though.

I am of age and yes I read more all the smut that comes across my page just out of courtesy. I do have a nosy family and a younger brother so it’s a habit that keeps me sane.

Many of my muses have supernatural abilities and can tell what other muses are thinking or feeling. So, if my muse does reply to a thought your character did not voice it’s because they let their own mind shield slip and thought your muse actually said their thought aloud, not because I’m godmodding.

Following that some of my muses are the opposite and have been trained to block other people out from their mind. Like idk. Severus Snape. This post is mostly about him. If you aren’t sure what your muse may or may not be privy to in our threads see this post.

Cut your fucking posts. Being on mobile is not an excuse. I’ve been trapped on mobile countless times and learned how to cut my posts. It’s not hard and I will unfollow you if you clutter my dash.

If you have a trigger I missed tell me and I’ll tag it.

Do not control my muse’s reactions in your writing. Do not control anything my muses do or have done ever without speaking to me about it first unless your muse has the power of mind control. Even then your muse should only be pushing that action towards them and I will decide if my muse is mentally vulnerable enough to follow through on what your muse is trying to force them to do. They are mine. You have your own toy(s) to play with and my muses are unpredictable anyway.

I ship chemistry. Don’t force your muse onto mine. My muse will punt them into the nearest trash bin.

If our muses get into a fight and your muse is not an experienced fighter and is going head to head with one of my aggressive muses that are trained in combat they will lose. Period. That being said, if your character is also a seasoned warrior they can obviously win or there doesn’t necessarily have to be a clear winner (Maybe they BOTH die, pfft). And if your human muse is going against one of my Supes and they have no experience with fighting Supernatural creatures they will obviously get a beat down. Let’s be real.

If your muse ever misses mine and I’m not on feel free to tag me in something or send a message. I swear I’m not scary.

Following that I’m always up for plotting. The only things I will not do right off the bat are male impregnation and incest i.e: Parent/Child, Sibling/Sibling. Family members in any kind of sexual romantic relationship  I will not do either of these plots because I won’t. Incest is a strong personal trigger. So please tag your incest if we roleplay together. I will abide minimal mention of it (if it’s a part of your character’s backstory or canon) however explicit descriptions and constant references to it will end the thread immediately, and I will probably unfollow and/or block you and I will NOT roleplay it at all. If you ask me to roleplay incest. I will block you, period. Every other dark or messed up plot you wanna do I can guarantee I’m probably down for.

If you ever lose anything you want to continue either search your url on my blog, message me for a link or check the thread tracker.  There is the chance that I have drafted it. I do start threads with the intent to finish them but life is stressful and it’s hard to keep up so I may have lost it. I am not scary. Come ask me about that one thing.

I believe in effort matching. See this post. If you don’t practice it that’s cool. Just prepare yourself for many dropped threads.

If you want to drop a thread please message me and tell me you’re dropping it. Otherwise I assume you will continue it at some point and it is rude to leave me waiting for a reply you aren’t planning on doing. I will do the same on the occasion that I absolutely cannot continue a thread or there will be a PSA if it’s a mass thread dropping.

Rping in first person throws me off and makes me uncomfortable. If you reply to a thread or greeter in first person I will not answer it for the sake of my sanity.

If you are not replying to a thread do not reblog it. If you are not an RP blog do not reblog my threads. I will block you. Liking them is fine. If you want to reblog a meme I’ve answered (sans the replies if it was turned into a thread), or a gifset or anything that is not a thread to save it go ahead I actually love that.

If you want to turn a meme or ask into a thread, that’s fine. But please post the answer in a new text post or I will not continue it.

Do not. DO NOT remove the captions from any of my gifsets, edits, aesthetic boards, promos etc. Don’t do it. Reblog them with the caption or request something from me for your muse. But do not. Ever. Remove my captions. I find it so disrespectful. Don’t do it.

((There will probably be more later and anything I might’ve missed can be found in the Rules tag on my blog.))

[bs-dogs]

Introduction Post!

You can call me

— Xael, Adelie, Dude, Bro, or whatever else suits your tastes

I prefer the pronouns

— IRL people refer to me with She/Her

My age is

— None of your business

Hi y’all!

With this post, bs-dogs is now currently active! You can send in any of the following:

•Headcanons

•Asks

•Writing Prompt Requests

•Scenarios

•Pairings

•Others, but please specify

Please observe standard human decency, and please refrain from requesting any smut unless I state that you are allowed to do so.

I really hope you all support this side blog, and the BSD franchise and community!

Don’t be shy to send in anything~

Tagging other bsd blogs/side blogs.

Please tell me if you want yourself to be removed from the taglist. I’m sorry for the inconvenience.

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Have a great day everyone!