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vic-kingsleigh · 2 years ago

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°•°LTS #07: The Big Bad Wolf

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: “He’s not jealous, and he doesn’t like him”

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Dom!Jungkook x Sub!Jimin

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Smut

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.3k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Jealousy, costume, lots of feelings, this is probably an unhealthy way of relating to other people so there's that.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This was supposed to be a Halloween special but I’m a procrastinator, sue me.

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You liked Halloween, it's really nice to remember when you were just a kid that would go trick or treating, nothing else troubled you apart from who had the coolest costume. Speaking with Jk you two decided to have a nice marathon of scary movies.

Other years both of you would always be invited to halloween parties, but apparently this time most of your friends were doing different things... Time goes by so quick. Inviting Jimin was a given, since he was pretty constantly just at home and didn't mention anything about going out anywhere you just assumed he had nothing planned.

You were getting the living room ready with blankets, plates and glasses, anything you thought could be required for the movie night, your boyfriend had been in charge of going to the store and pickcing up snacks for the three of you as well as the candy for the trick or treating in case any kid showed up.

A sudden noise of the door opening startled you, it was precisely him. "Hey, did you find those cool gummies shaped like body parts?"

Every word was pronounced more and more silently , he looked mad, really mad, jaw clenched and mannerisms being a little bit too harsh

"Yeah, I did, and also everything else on the list. I'm going to take a shower" He didn't wait for your asnwer before making his way to the room. What on earth could've happened?

[...]

"You are lying to me, you're lying!" Jimin squealed in excitement, his bestfriend shook his head immediately with a smile "Nope, we're going to the party, I moved every single thing I had to do so we could go there together, like we used to"

Taehyung travels frequently for work, it's no surprise that he hasn't seen Jimin in almost a year, and despite staying in touch through social media it wasn't quite the same as being together and going out.

Jimin hugs him and jumps on his place "I have to go get ready like right now! Have to get my makeup done and decide what I'm going to wear and fix my hair and take a shower!" They both laughed "I figured, I'll do the same. Can I pick you up at... 8?" After agreeing they both part ways.

[...]

He can't fucking believe the audacity. He went out of his way to get that stupidly specific candy Jimin liked and ran to still make it to his school on time, for what? To find him hugging and giggling with some equally stupid boy. Yeah sure, he was tall and slim and attractive and had nice hair and a cute smile that made Jungkook sick to his stomach with just remembering, but what made him special?

"He could be someone from uni" he thought at first, but that was quickly discarded upon recalling Jimin's words about his classmates being shallow and really competitive, enemies almost.

He had never mentioned any friends, only ever casually receiving calls to work on group projects. Then who was this guy? Jimin looked so happy to see him, no boundaries between them at all. He had to be someone he knew from a long time ago. The situation made him angry, at least enough so that he wouldn't admit that everything derived from one emotion: Jealousy.

He could not be jealous, he was just trying to protect Jimin. He's naive and inexperienced and too sweet for his own good, someone could easily hurt him or take advantage of him, he was just trying to stop that from happening... Yeah.

He comes out of the shower with his mind not being any clearer, but he can't hide in there forever so he tries to calm down and meets you in the living room, he's sure some cuddles and kisses will help him feel much better and relax after-

He's there. That stupid guy from earlier that was hugging Jimin, he's there in the couch with you. Joking, and smiling, and sitting in his spot particularly.

"Love you took so long! This is Taehyung, he's Jimin's friend" You say happily, he stands up and formally greets JK "It's a pleasure to meet you"

The elder in the room looks pretty stiff, so you just carry on speaking with Taehyung about everything, where he met Jimin, what he does for work.

Jungkook thinks he looks stupid, why the fuck would a fully grown man be wearing dog ears and makeup? He's not a kid anymore, there is literally no fucking reason for that costume.

He understands soon enough what's happening when Jimin finally comes out of his room... Looking like eye candy. He's wearing a beautiful costume, a very adult version of what you recognize to be the little red riding hood. There's so many details, the make up is so well done and he looks a new level of stunning, needless to say he's wearing a skirt, you didn't think he'll have the courage for that in public but here we are.

"Don't stay up waiting for me, I'm trick or treating the hell out of tonight" He said with a mischevious smile "I think I'll have to do a whole lot of tricks tonight, couldn't let anyone eat you" Taehyung joked, Jungkook had to hold back a groan "Stop~ you ready to go?" And once they're both ready they say some goodbyes and leave the apartment.

You call Jungkook to the couch, hugging and covering him with the blanket, ready to watch the first movie of the night, you take a bowl of chips and start eating when the movie starts playing, it's all comfy

Jungkook believes he's finally found some peace after what he's been through today, and things are quiet and cozy for a good 40 minutes. Movies like this don't scare him usually, he's just basking in your warmth, that is until you get a call from your sister.

She has an emergency at work and can't take your little niece trick or treating, so for the sake of not breaking her heart you take upon the challenge, including staying the night to babysit the little one. Your lovely Kookie doesn't seem to have anything against it, so you get ready and leave the house in a rush.

As soon as the door closes behind you Jungkook lets out a frustrated scream in the pillow he's now hugging instead of you, this day couldn't be any fucking worse; at this point there's nothing else he can do, so he just sits there to watch the movie itinerary you picked together, no matter what he chooses from the table, every candy tastes sour now that his halloween has been completely ruined and he can't say or do anything about it.

He doesn't feel like laying in the empty bed and feeling cold and lonely, so after not so much deliberation he decides that pulling an all nighter is the only responsible thing to do, he has the tv for himself, whatever.

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An unknown amount of time goes by and he finds himself surprised by a sound coming from the door, he was just in the living room, he sneaks a glance to the clock on the kitchen which states it's now 3am.

The door opens and Jimin comes in, not noticing the presence in the living room.

Jungkook looks at him. The younger walks properly, being far too careful of making noise and that shows he's not drunk. His clothes look almost the same as they did when he left, but not much can be observed with the darkness that's spread around the whole house.

The raven haired man gets up from the couch and walks decidedly towards the boy in the hallway. It's so sudden, all Jimin can feel it's how he's pressed to the wall and someone's holding his wrists behing his back.

He's surprised but doesn't resist, this was something that had been talked about before and he had no problem with it happening as part of their shenanigans. He feels happy, still pumped with adrenaline from the party he was in, so he smiles. "Oh no, the big bad wolf caught me, whatever shall I do?"

Jungkook's blood boils, he knows perfectly who was complimenting the costume as the wolf, and he doesn't take time to understand that the younger one meant it as a little joke coming from the outfit he's wearing.

"Wrong guess..." He growls, with the tip of his nose rubbing the back of Mimi's neck.

The latter goes stiff, goosebumps make him tremble and now he really feels like a prey that got caught. He thought you were the one that intercepted him on his way to his room. But knowing it was Kook... It's electric, such a rare ocurrence.

"Hy-Hyung I'm so sorry I was just, I thought that y/n-" He's interrupted by a sharp bite on his neck that makes him gasp.

"You're so disrespectful, you really need someone to put you in your place" He picks him up and takes him to the master bedroom, laying him on the bed.

"W-Where's mistress?" Jungkook crawls slowly on top of him, looking intimidating as ever. "Out, babysitting" And that's when everything clicks for the younger. He knows your boyfriend can become particularly moody when deprived of your company for long periods of time, he can ony imagine what he must've felt getting to spend halloween all by himself, he feels guilty and sad because he is supposed to be there to balance things out, and instead he left for a party.

"I'm so sorry that I wasn't here, if I knew you were by yourself I would've came back immediately" He says, Kook ignores it. "You know what I'm about to try. You either go to your room, or stay here" Mimi shakes his head and raises a hand to caress the elders cheek "I'm not leaving master, please, let me make it up to you"

That's all the confirmation Jungkook needs, he starts kissing Jimin as if he was starving for his attention, and that was the case. The younger is perfectly complaint, he's a very diligent worker and... He would be lying if he said he didn't feel something for the man in front of him.

It's absolutely intoxicating, it's like breaking every single moral rule he's ever known to lay his hands on the most delicious sin that's ever existed. Jungkook has your permission, and Jimin's consent, so why does it feel like he's venturing into forbidden territory is beyond him.

Touching the younger makes him feel alive. Every part he lays his hands on is different, but still delectable. Jimin is moaning and gasping and barely touching him back and Kook believes this is the version of paradise anyone would kill for.

He doesn't know how but by the time he pays attention again they're both naked and there's a condom in his hand. Something in his mind makes him freeze into place temporarily to think. But he has permission... And the luscious sight in front of him makes every nerve of his body burn and ache in anticipation. And so he just submits to his desires.

The moment he enters Jimin completely his body melts with pleasure, he groans and can't help but collapse on top of the younger who doesn't help his state by swiftly grinding at the same time he kisses his neck.

For the older it feels like an eternity, like his entire world is what's happening between them right now and nothing else will ever be important as this is. It's easy to feel the inevitable orgasm that's about to overwhelm his body, and so he attacks Jimin's weak spots.

It's like living again all those nights when your hands were on the younger, how Jungkook wished he was the one making him squirm and convulse in pleasure. He learnt each of those things involuntarily becuase even when he tried to forget those memories creeped up on him, during his dreams and waking moments they haunted him until he granted them permission to taunt him.

Here, this is it. If this is the way in which he can indulge in the greatest temptation he's ever felt, he'll take it. If this is the path to not have to say he doesn't love you when he clearly does, if this is the way to get what he craves without ever hurting you or having to give up the person he loves the most for the one he has desired with a newly found intensity... If this is how things have to work, then so be it.

Let him be a traitor, not to you, his beloved, nor to him, his muse. Only to himself, for today will be the first day of an inevitable curse he can no longer run away from. You stole his heart without permission, whereas Jimin is everywhere in his mind, always the center of his most deep and personal fantasies. He doesn't love him the same way he does with you, but he's completely aware he has been seduced, and is hopelessly blinded by his uttermost desires, and if he has to live like this to not loose both of the things he values more, he'll make the sacrifice without any doubt.

And he moans in bliss when he gets to see all of Jimins reactions to every dirty little secret he stealed from afar, soon enough they're holding each other during the intimacy of a shared orgasm that feels like the world crumbles around them from the sheer intensity of it.

But Jungkook makes a mistake. He contemplates the younger in his most vulnerable state, he takes in the beautiful sight that makes the first crack in his heart.

The morning comes and Jungkook opens his eyes. He feels really comfortable and there's a happy feeling on his chest. He looks aroung the room for a few seconds and then lowers his gaze.

There he is. He looks like a perfectly innocent little angel, all curled up around the elder's body and surrounding him with a warm hug. Jungkook's heart races and his cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink, he can barely function with the amount of confusing feelings he has right now.

#dom jungkook #sub!jimin #sub!idol #learningtoshare #kookmin

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britneyshakespeare · 1 year ago

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you know what it is. i talk about how vain he is and how he only talks about himself and that is the impression a lot of people have of him and it is the impression i favor leaning towards. he has a very coded way of self-disclosure; he often seems like he's trying to impress people but i know him to be not-the-most-assured in a lot of ways. when i first complimented him on his poetry and told him how much i liked a few pieces (and i loved some of what i read before i knew his last name, so when i read his poetry i did not assume the person whose poetry i so loved was, well, that retired male model i met in passing every now and then). when i told him that. he was very moved by it.

and i do talk about how vain he is; i do say he only talks about himself; but every now and then when he does say something about me it is not at all hidden that he does admire me. some of what he says that seems to coded to impress me or to get my validation, i know he is doing this towards me because he thinks im this smart poetry girl. and i am? i am that, he's not wrong. i think it makes me feel hopeless to think that he really does respect me and care what i think of him because i'd rather he didn't. i'd rather him be this charming but shallow pretty boy which i think he has been seen as by a lot of people throughout his life. despite that he is hardworking, despite that he has (or at least tries very hard to have) an intellectual side. perhaps what he says about himself is so often coded to please me even while it is fishing for my attention, and i want to see that as a reflection of his own self-regard but i don't know that it is.

i don't know that it's not, but i don't know that it is either and as neither of us is very frequently vulnerable with the other, it's not fair for me to say which is the case. or even that there's a "which" like it can't be both. i don't know that he admires me; i don't know that he sees me as this girl who is (or at least used to be) very charmed by him. i do know that he always comes to me and asks me about poetry because as far as he's told me, i'm the only one who has ever cared about his. for all i know that could also be bullshit, but then why should i assume it is either? i'm quite unfair to him in my assessments of him. i do have to admit, he has never actually seemed to have a disrespectful or unfair assessment of me.

#he told me today i was 'exquisite' basically #i think sometimes he's very shocked by my general lack of ambitions. while i do have all this artistic knowledge #i'm like some sort of poetry guru to him. which does make me laugh a little #his estimation of me is overstated.#im a fairy to him! a strange creature he doesnt understand #like how rochester used to call jane eyre a fairy. except we're both pretty good-looking #tales from diana #i dont call myself good-looking often either but i know other people see me as that. so. it is what it is #thats another piece of the puzzle is back in 2020 during quarantine he was... well he still is #but he WAS initially very flirty w me and sort of asked me out 'if we ever get out of this' (quarantine)#whether he sees me as some pretty smart girl who's 8 years younger than him. well.#thats probably exactly what he sees me as #although im not pretty enough or smart enough. or hell even young enough anymore #god we're both old now.#i do promise you reader i won't marry him

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deadbirdvibes · 2 years ago

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If you were in charge of Peanuts, how would you have done it? Let me show you how I would've done it.

I would've written a comic strip (and done a TV special based on it) that involved Charlie Brown running away because of the bullying.

The storyline begins with Patty, Violet and Lucy tormenting Charlie Brown as usual. Then Violet goes too far by slapping him across the face and pushing him in the dirt, all while saying the most cutting remark.

This causes Charlie Brown to run away, sobbing.

Later that day, he calls up Peppermint Patty and asks her if she can stay with him for the night. She agrees.

That night, Charlie Brown packs his things, right after he leaves a note informing that he will never return. The note goes something like this.

Dear everyone

I'm leaving this neighborhood and I'm never coming back. All of you treat me like garbage, and I've had enough. What is the point of even living anymore if nobody will ever be kind to me? If none of you like me, why can't you just admit that, you stupid jerks? I hate all of you.

Sincerely,

Charlie Brown.

Then Peppermint Patty's dad picks him up

Sally reads the note and then informs Snoopy and Woodstock that Charlie Brown ran away. Then Snoopy and Woodstock tell the entire neighborhood, and they all look for him.

Meanwhile, at Peppermint Patty's house, Charlie Brown tries to end his life by cutting himself and jumping out of a window. But luckily, Peppermint Patty and her dad stop him. They tell him that killing himself won't solve anything, and they teach him how to stand up for himself. Charlie Brown decides to stay for at least two more days and during that time, Peppermint Patty, along with Marcie and Franklin teach him not to take crap from anyone. They tell him that if anyone from his neighborhood ever picks on him again, he can always talk to them.

Meanwhile, at Charlie Brown's neighborhood, everyone (except Violet) wonders how they could've been so horrible to him. Violet thinks that he deserves to be picked on, but everyone else disagrees. They all turn against her after seeing her true colors. Then, surprise, surprise, Charlie Brown comes back and everyone is overjoyed to see him. Everyone that is, except Violet. She tries to insult him, but this time, Peppermint Patty gives her a very scathing "Reason You Suck" speech, and it goes a little something like this:

"Let me tell you something Violet, Chuck has told me all about you and frankly, you are not a good person. You are a selfish, spoiled, shallow and manipulative person who thinks that she is better than everyone just because she is rich and pretty. And you treat everyone like garbage for being "below you" and you have given thet worst of that to Chuck. He might not be as intelligent as you, but he's a sweet and kind boy, and he would never do anything to hurt any of us. But you go and pick on him to the point where he has no self respect. That says a lot about what a disgusting person you are. And besides, your so called "friends" don't even like being around you. They only hang around you out of fear that you will start being mean to them if you don't. You are a horrible person, and frankly, nobody cares if you live or die, including me."

Charlie Brown gathers whatever courage he has left, and calls Violet a stupid, disgusting, selfish, shallow hag, and tells her that the world would be better off without horrible, awful people like her. Then he slaps her across the face, giving her a taste of her own medicine, teaching her a lesson.

After this, Violet runs off crying.

And then she gives a brief one to everyone else:

"And for all of you, if you ever pick on Chuck again, Franklin, Marcie and I will kick your butts so super hard, that none of you will be able to sit for two weeks. You got that?"

Then Peppermint Patty goes home.

Patty then says: "You guys, I think it might be best for us to never pick on Charlie Brown again".

Everyone agrees, and they all promise to never hurt him again. They also stop hanging out with Violet.

How's that for a storyline? I'm just sharing my idea on how I would've done Peanuts.

(I'm not trying to ruin it).

that was a really well thought out storyline! i like the running away idea a lot actually, that seems in character. i also love peppermint patty sticking up for him, that’s so cute.

not a huge fan of the whole suicide attempt thing, in my mind this is an eight year old boy, but i get why you would put it in there.

i think it’s a really good idea, i don’t think you ruined it at all.

#peanuts #charlie brown #ask

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instablamwriter · 1 year ago

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A3! | Banri/Kazunari

Rating: T

Summary:

Banri is being swarmed by classmates because he knows the popular InstaBlamer Kazunari Miyoshi

A/N: gift for rory!

“Oi, Settsu! Didn't you come to school with that senpai, Miyoshi? He's got a large ‘Blam account! How do you know him?”

Banri looks up from the play he’s reading, barely recognizing the guy talking to him as one of his coursemates. He's had a reputation of a troublemaker despite his good grades since middle school, and so it's a novelty that people come up to him like it’s nothing. His classmates had all either been scared or bored out of their wits and bothered him to skip school to shoot the shit.

“We're part of the same theatre company,” he answers smoothly.

“Oh right! Mankai wasn't it? You guys blew up for beating Godza!”

“Huh, I don't remember seeing Settsu in that angel production?”

Banri yawns. “That’s a different troupe. I'm from the Autumn Troupe. We do the more action-focused plays.”

His classmate waves away his comment, obviously not caring. “Anyway, this senpai is really popular on campus for his cool paintings! You actually know a celeb!”

Sure, Banri 'knows' Kazunari, but only superficially. They've talked in passing at the dormitory and he has gotten praise from Kazunari before, whether it be for his acting or for some other thing he's done. Kazunari's a talkative one and easy to converse with, but they've never talked about anything that mattered.

It's not wrong to say he has a shallow understanding of their company’s graphic designer.

((Not that Banri has heart to heart talks with most people, but some are easier to open up to than others.))

He's never even checked Kazunari's Instablam before. The only reason he has any form of social media is because his high school buddies wouldn't stop bothering him until he made an account. He's used Chirper to follow gamers and shit, but that's pretty much it. He's hardly ever there.

The only real bit of curiosity Banri has for the guy is Tenma's attachment to him. Tenma and Banri get along well. It’s the whole ‘admired from apart’ thing they both have going on, albeit for him, it’s for arguably the wrong reasons. They had one karaoke session and have hit it off ever since. It’s like having the little brother he never had – well one of them, since Taichi is another. But this time, he’s being seen as himself as just Banri Settsu, not this wild delinquent who just happens to be good at anything.

He can admit it, it’s kinda nice.

Tenma isn’t a dishonest guy. He’s usually straightforward with what he means, but he can get easily flustered when it comes to being teased and dealing with sincerity sometimes. The wall he put up from often being hassled by people only for his fame has only crumbled completely in front of the Summer Troupe, and one of those people that are close to him is of course, Kazunari.

“Hah! That Miyoshi is a high school debut kind of loser.” Banri’s train of thought is pierced through by a loud snarky voice. He shifts his attention to a classmate holding up their smartphone, smug smile on his face.

“Look, my sister studied with him in middle school and this is what he looked like. Totally lame!” On the little screen of his phone is a young boy with black hair and glasses. It's what you would expect of an honor student or something, complete with that expression of disinterest.

Despite the complete difference in vibe and style, it was undeniably Kazunari, or at least, a younger version of him.

“What a wannabe trying to be a cool kid.”

“Shut up.” All eyes turn to Banri.

“W-What?!”

“Didn't ya hear me? I said to shut it.” Banri puts the play script down and stands up, the chair he was sitting on screeching loudly.

“So what if he changed himself? At least he had the guts to try to become something he wanted to be. I don't see you doing anything with your li'l sorry life except yapping your mouth around.”

“Why you-!”

“Settsua! I thought I saw this class in your sched! Mind if I steal you for a moment? Gotta talk to you about classified theatre stuff.” Kazunari winks and the rest of the classroom goes silent.

“Wah...you freshies sure look tense!” Kazunari claps his hands. “Don't worry, guys! You'll settle in soon! Try your best to loosen up!” He does a wriggly dance before gradually stepping out of the lecture room.

As soon as they're out in the hallway, Kazunari stops speaking. His back is to Banri and Banri scratches the back of his neck.

“Did ya hear all that?”

Kazunari finally faces him and he leans on the wall. “He's not wrong to call me a wannabe, but it did take a lot of courage for me to change. I've changed a lot about me to fit what others would want so I wouldn't be lonely anymore, but I'm slowly figuring out again what I want and voicing it out.”

When Kazunari smiles at Banri, it's not like his usual grin, but a soft small one.

“Thank you Settsua, for standing up for me. That was uber cool of you!”

And in a second, he reverts back to his usual cheery self.

“T'was nothing,” Banri mutters.

Kazunari puts a hand on Banri’s shoulder.”Anyway! I didn't really need you for anything but I know you're trying to stay out of trouble this time around.”

Saluting, he winks again. “See ya ‘round!”

Banri watches as Kazunari turns the corner and disappears from his sight. If Banri’s interest in Kazunari had been piqued before, he's super curious about the other man now. And if he thought that Kazunari looked pretty in that one moment, well Banri can keep that to himself.

#a3 #settsu banri #miyoshi kazunari #bankazu #a3!#a3! act! addict! actors!#yuq writes

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ohbuckie · 3 years ago

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bassist!bucky barnes setlist

setlist here. masterlist here.

beachboy — mccafferty

silly little song about his high school girlfriend. juvenile and fast-paced and sort of chaotic. tales the rise and fall of their relationship—he loved her so bad and she dumped him before they left for college because she didn't want to do long distance. the shouting and the harsh words are absolutely him exaggerating and being dramatic and he likes to play it always because he just. loves it. and it's fun to perform.

spidersong — say anything

just horny. song about fucking but in a weird bucky way. he just needs everyone to know he is horny in a tasteful but still nasty way. def written in early college when he was having lots of casual sex.

pollyanna — northstar

just a popular one that he sort of has to play but wouldn't choose to if it were up to him, as it's most definitely about your breakup. sort of like a commercialized version of the pain he was feeling—something to make it appealing to other people. most of the other songs he wrote when you left were way too depressing to officially release.

my own worst enemy — lit

a shallow song that he just likes and threw onto an album and performs bc fans like it. definitely written when his career started taking off and he was pretty young and irresponsible.

i forgot to take my meds today — prince daddy & the hyenas

i think he's sort of reliant on antidepressants but often forgets to take them, especially when he's touring and doesn't have a very solid routine and it really frustrates him to feel so shitty and have it be his own fault.

a detailed and poetic physical threat to the person who intentionally vandalized my 1994 dodge intrepid behind kate's apartment — pet symmetry

another sort of silly song but also not that silly because bucky loves his car and it's the only thing he would ever spend lots of money on before he had a lot of money to spend. written in college when he was struggling hard financially and somebody...did exactly what the title says.

80 — green day

bucky simply writing about how much he loves you and how much he misses you when he isn't with you—especially when he's on tour or drunk or both.

she's the prettiest girl at the party, and she can prove it with a solid right hook — frnkiero and the cellabration

once again, he's just obsessed with you. so in love with everything you do. totally enamored of you.

coming clean — green day

written when he's ready to admit his bisexuality to himself (and steve, probably freshman year of college) but not to his parents (mostly because of his dad).

total revenge — say anything

also about being in love with you, as well as his struggles with himself and his insecurities about not being good enough for you.

near death fail comp. (must watch til end) — mom jeans

about his insecurities/mental health again. pushing you and his friends away when he sort of starts to lose his grip and is going through periods of being really down.

father — the front bottoms

pretty obvious, but this one is addressed to his high school girlfriend (i'm thinking he probably wrote this in 11th or 12th grade and only really still performs it because it's really popular) and is about his relationship with his abusive dad. there are a lot of sort of "ugly" confessions and implications in this one that i think he was probably ashamed or nervous to say out loud when he first wrote it and would perform it, especially when his dad was still alive, but it kind of feels good to shout it to a giant room full of people now (and to have them shout it back).

five beer plan — joyce manor

more upsetting, in a way, about his dad and his mental health, because it details an artificial relationship between them that his dad liked to pretend they had when he wasn't being violent. idk. just bucky telling his dad to his face about what he's feeling (and of course only doing it because he wants him to know it's his fault).

of all the gin joints in all the world — fall out boy

when your relationship is starting to fall off because you're both so busy and you're struggling to communicate but making up for it with sex. he's sort of flip-flopping between talking about loving you and talking about ways in which your relationship is hurting him. definitely isn't released (and probably isn't written/finished) until after you break up.

death cup — mom jeans

desperate and gut-wrenching breakup song. he feels sorry for himself and is so gentle in his delivery with the lyrics because he feels so fucking hopeless. he is just totally defeated because he can't see things getting better for him since he knows that the breakup will only make all of his nasty habits (the ones that you broke up with him because of) worse. i think that the only reason he still performs it after you get back together is because it sort of reminds him of how badly he fucked up and how lucky he is to have you back.

blonde hair, black lungs — sorority noise

also a breakup song, but more angry. the feelings have had time to develop and he's just so upset (sad, angry, frustrated, etc.) and he doesn't know how to deal with it. this one is different for him to perform because he doesn't really want to, it's just popular and he doesn't want to disappoint people; it sometimes makes him really emotional and he just stops singing because he gets choked up and lets the crowd keep going for him.

i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) — fall out boy

just him being supremely depressed at the height of his addiction and knowing he needs more serious help than he's getting and feeling like giving up because he knows if he gets the help that he needs (addiction rehab/psych ward care) the entire world will know and he's just so sick of everything about his life being so public bc it's all ruining him.

the futile — say anything

at the point that bucky writes this, he's accepted the breakup and it's just whatever to him, but he's just bitter at everyone and frustrated with himself because he's still in a rough spot mentally. this one isn't really painful for him to perform like the post-breakup songs because it isn't so emotional and also it bangs.

a little less sixteen candles, a little more "touch me" — fall out boy

i don't really think this is about a certain person, but rather him reflecting on the habits that he forms in relationships that hurt the people he's with. he just gets too comfortable fucking up and he hates himself for it because he really loves you and really cares for the girl that he dates while you and him are broken up (and all of the people before that) and he doesn't really have a good reason for his missteps.

laugh till i cry — the front bottoms

100% about somebody he was seeing while you were broken up (i don't think his ex that he dated before you and then got with again once you were separated, but this could def be up for debate). he isn't really compatible with anyone the way that he's compatible with you and while it's sad, it's not a huge loss for him.

a walk through hell — say anything

he writes this, like...three days after you get back together. it's like he's falling in love with you all over again (except he never fell out of love with you, so it's far deeper this time). after all he's been through, he would go through even more to keep you now that he has you again.

my love — modern baseball

before he performs this one he always says 'this one's about my girlfriend. she's somewhere in here but i don't know where. after i finish it cheer really loud for her. and then get home safely.' <3

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes #bassist bucky

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Right everyone hold on to your feels, you will shortly be boarding Angst Express 101. Just look at this brilliant and angsty ask I'm speechless. Even the pairings you asked for are so unique and well thought this is a perfect angst concept. And I really hope I could do this justice. Thank you so much for this ask @saltypaperdestiny

So very sorry for the delay, this was the longest ask I've ever written and boy was I delighted. Though I have to admit I had to cry through some of them myself. This is PART 1. Rest of the brothers and the newly Dateables coming soon in part 2.

Who loved you first? Pt1

Lucifer : Simeon

It was time, he decided. After months of being in your presence, his prideful heart had melted enough to recognise his feelings for you. You were the only he'd truly humble down for, because the affection and care you displayed was unparalled.

"MC please get dressed in something nice. I'm taking you to Ristorante Six as a thank you for helping me with Cerebus and the council paperwork" He says to you, barely containing the excitement. He couldn't wait to see the look on your face when he confessed and how you'd blush when you kissed your knuckles and your cheek and wait - What is Simeon doing in your room at this hour?

He didn't want to interrupt, surely it might be nothing to bother about. He patiently waited outside until he heard what Simeon said.

Simeon: MC... You look beautiful, what's the occasion?

MC: Aw thank you Simeon. You're always so kind. It's nothing much, Lucifer is taking me out as a thank you.

Simeon: Oh do you have to leave right away...?

MC: Oh no no. It's okay I have some more time.

Simeon: Well I originally came here to invite you to try Luke's latest attempt at some new recipes but now there's something else I feel like I must tell you. *Blushes* Something I've been holding back for too long.

MC: *joking* Oh what have you been hiding from me, angel? Speak I beseech you!

Simeon: *laughing and then going solemn* MC... *Takes your hands in his* I love you. I love you with all my heart.

MC: ....me? You love..me? But I'm not nearly-

Simeon: You're the most beautiful soul I've ever met. You radiate kindness and forgiveness and everything pure, overcoming the seven biggest evils you reside with. How can I not love you? Tell me, MC, will you accept me as yours?

Lucifer had a half a mind to storm in and laugh in Simeon's face. What a failure this attempt was going to be. His pride grew inside him as he stifled a laugh. MC was his and only his and now he would take pleasure in watching Simeon learn that. Surely MC was going to turn him down nicely but still. He creeped closer to the door, looking through the open crack.

MC: *in tears* Oh Simeon, I love you too! I never thought an angel could ever love me back!

Simeon: *kisses her knuckles* So... It's a yes?!

MC: Yes yes yes! Oh of course it's a yes! *Hugs him tight* My guardian angel who protects me in the dark, oh how I love you.

Simeon: *laughing as he picks you up and spins you around* Oh how happy you've made me MC! I'm the happiest being alive!

MC: *kissing his cheek* So am I, Simeon. I love you with all my heart.

It took Lucifer all his strength to not collapse or go into a violent frenzy. He balled up his fists so tight, the gloves started tearing at the seams. He watched you smiling so gleefully in his arms, looking so radiant. When Simeon dipped his head down to kiss you, the moonlight poured in through the window as if blessing your union.

It was supposed to be him. If only he made it to your room sooner, it could have been him. Embracing all your beauty, being the cause of the shining smile. IT COULD HAVE BEEN HIM.

At his best

"Are you really that happy with him?" he asks you later that night. The blush on your cheeks and that cheeky smile says it all.

"Congratulations MC." You look so joyous even at the thought of Simeon, how could he ruin that?

His temper is worse, more unforgiving towards all his brothers. He has to bear with your absence in the house all day. The fact that he knows you're at Purgatory hall, sipping tea and arm in arm with him pains him to think.

You bring Simeon along to the council to help him too. He outright denies and asks both of you to leave.

He only ever feels calm to see you alone, but that is even rarer with his brothers around to hog his remaining time.

Eventually makes his peace with it, maybe you're better off with someone as pure as yourself than a demon like him.

At his worst

His wrath is back. It's almost bad enough to birth another Satan. His sense of entitlement is through the roof.

He snaps three weeks later when Simeon and you tell everyone about it and decide that you'll be moving to Purgatory hall soon. Everyone claps and rejoices while Lucifer, drunk off Demonus, crashes the fun.

"Simeon, you dirty cheat, pretending to be all pure with your white wings and devious smile. How dare you?!" He says in calm and deadly rage.

"Lucifer... what's wrong-" You approach him to ask. He looks at you and you see the little tears in the corners.

"MC WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE THAT NIGHT. MINE. NOT YOURS. THE ONLY BEING THAT CAME CLOSE ENOUGH TO STEAL MY HEART AND YOU TOOK HER AWAY FROM ME."

Lucifer was louder now, hysterically angry, throwing his glass on the floor. "AND I KNOW THEY WOULD HAVE PICKED ME IF I GOT TO THEM FIRST! I LOVED THEM TOO DAMNIT." Simeon stood in front of you to protect you from Lucifer's rage. You hid your face in your hands, breaking down in sobs. What is happening? Where did you go wrong?

"Look at them, Lucifer. Look. At. What. You've. Done. And don't tell you've forgotten how many times you've threatened their lives before." Simeon said, holding you tight as you cried into his chest. "How dare you still feel like you deserve them?"

Lucifer sees you broken down, clutching onto Simeon for dear life, crying. You were smiling just a minute ago what has he done? Simeon blocked off his view with his pearly white wings. A reminder of what Lucifer used to be and cannot be again.

Mammon: Asmodeus

You were his human. And he was your first demon. No one was more territorial about you than him. So he finally made up his mind to seal the deal. No more lying about his feelings. He was going to claim you, once and for all. He imagined you smiling and running your hands through his hair and kissing him returning his feelings.

"MC! I brought the movie of the day!" He barged into your room excited, but you were nowhere to be found. Where could you have gone? It was your movie night with him. You were supposed to be waiting for him inside. He asked his brothers and they said you were with Asmo. He stomped his way up to Asmo's room and called out your name. No response. Not till he peeked inside the dark washroom. You were holding Asmo who looked very unstable and weak, sitting at the side of the bath.

MC: Asmo why don't you listen to me when I tell you not to drink so much!?

Asmo: I'm sorry MC *hic* I needed it today...

MC: Why? What's so scary that you don't have the confidence to do sober?

Asmo: MC do you think I look beautiful?

MC: Of course Asmo, you always do.

Asmo: Even with my runny make up, red nose and swollen eyes and this horrible complexion?

MC: *grabs his face* You're always beautiful to me MC.

Asmo: I...I stopped sleeping around MC. I couldn't do it anymore. *tearing up* Because to them, I'm only beautiful with a perfect covered up face.

MC: Asmo...they're blind and shallow demons who don't know anything! I know you, and I know how much more beautiful you are inside out. Don't listen to them.

Asmo feeling insecure about his appearance? What a big fat lie. Is this his new ploy to get to you? How irritating. It's not going to work, Mammon knows you're smarter than that. The Avatar of Lust can manipulate in many ways. Surely his human was smart enough to see through that!

Asmo: MC, I knew you were the one only who truly loved me. And today, I found the one I love too. Much more than I love myself. So I needed a drink to tell you this.

MC: Asmo...

Asmo: *holding your face gently* MC you saw past this pretty face. You saw the things I do more than what I am. Or what I pretend to be. I know it's hard to believe coming from the Avatar of Lust... But MC, I truly really love you. *looks down and sobs* But you probably can't believe me right?

MC: Asmo. Look at me. *You run your fingers through his hair and he looks up with teary eyes* I believe you. And I've loved you too. You're the only one who never hurt me. The one who willingly made a pact with me. You've been so sweet to me since I came. How could I love anyone else?

Asmo: MC I want you all to myself. Will you be mine? Only mine? I swear I'll keep you happy always!

MC: Of course Asmo. I'll all yours. I'm your little human. *giggling and kissing his head*

Asmo: *grabs and kisses you* MC, if you want, I can be your actual first tonight.

Mammon fell to his knees. He wanted to barge in and scream. He wanted to wrestle Asmo to the ground. He wanted to break his face for saying the words that were special to him and you. But your response had him paralysed. You...accepted him. You agreed to be his.

Silent tears streamed down his face as he watched you embracing Asmo, peppering kisses all over his face, running your hands through his hair, laughing and frolicking in the water with him. The colored moonlight through the stained glass danced on their skin like a scene from his favourite movie.

At his best

He cries to himself for days. Spends as much time outside as he can.

Maybe he is an idiot for thinking he had a chance with him. How could he compete with Asmo's charms.

Maybe it hurt more because Asmo didn't even have to use his charms.

Only ever tries to talk to you if he's sure your alone. One time he barged into your room and caught you and Asmo tangled up together and it broke him all over again.

He watched as you twirled around in a new outfit Asmo bought. He scoffs. He could have bought it for you too.

You both look so cheerful and in love, he decides to accept it. For the sake of his little brother and the human he loves.

At his worst

Breaks down and lets his emotions out in the worst way possible. Too desperate to win you back somehow.

Asmo and you were just telling Solomon and Simeon about your relationship when Mammon barged in through the doors of Purgatory halls.

"MC look! Look what I got you!" He came in all ragged. He knelt down and pulled out a ring. "Take me instead! I was your first wasn't I MC? Don't let him take my place please!"

"Mammon no... No please don't be this way...I'm sorry..." You kneel down next to him as he screams and sobs like a child. You feel guilty. You caused this. You lead him on. You fight your own tears as you keep apologising.

Asmo yanks you up and wraps his arms around you, staring down angrily at Mammon. "Mammon, leave."

Mammon lunged at Asmo. "I was going to tell them. That night was our movie night. You stole that night from me. YOU STOLE MY CHANCE AND MY MC!"

Asmo mocked at him with a sardonic laugh. "You still assume MC is yours without even telling them. You kept lying about your feelings and hurting them in the process. And yet, when they finally look happy, you come and make them cry. You are a scumbag Mammon."

Mammon looked at your tear stained face, nestled inside Asmo's arms and wings. He really felt like nothing but a scumbag.

Leviathan : Belphegor

Levi fell in love with you since your first act of kindness. As a shut-in whose only conversations were with his own eccentric and dismissive brothers, you were an angel who had brought him the gift of true companionship. Honestly he was okay being your best friend, until the day he started craving more. So he decided it was time to tell you.

'MC come to my room! I have a new game to show you!' It was a virtual dating game where he was going to confess digitally. You always loved his creative ways of doing simple stuff after all. He decided to play your favourite game while waiting for you. He even left the door ajar. Now he wished he didn't.

Belphie: MC do you have a minute?

MC: Yeah I was just heading to Levi's room what's up?

Belphie: I think I fallen in love with you, MC.

MC: .... Huh?

Levi almost burst out laughing hearing Belphie's confession. What kind of a bland confession is that? How can someone say that so easily? No that was definitely a joke on MC or something. Surely MC wouldn't take this seriously.

Belphie: I had a dream just now. About you.

MC: Uh huh?

Belphie: In that dream, we were up in the sky, among the stars. And you looked so pretty glittering along with them all. So I kissed you impulsively. And you kissed me back.

MC: ...that's a sweet dream. *blushes*

Belphie: *takes your hand* I woke up and my first thougt was I wish that was real. And then I realised it can be.

MC: ...

Belphie: I want to be able to kiss you always. I want to be able to take you far away. I want all your time. I love you MC. Be mine.

MC: Belphie I-

Belphie: I know, how can you possibly love your own murderer...? *Sighs* I cannot undo what I did. I'm sorry MC. I can only swear that I won't ever let that happen again.

MC: *smiles and cups his face* You were locked away for 3 millenia I can imagine your endless anger and grief for your sister. I forgave you long ago.

Belphie: So does that mean you'll accept me?

MC: You're already mine, silly. And now I'm yours. You're the only one I can relax with in the whole realm.

Belphie: MC... Come here. *holds you close and kisses you*

Levi's game screen displayed the message "GAME OVER: You lose". Levi couldn't see it clearly. His vision was blurred by the tears brimming on his eyes. You and Belphie looked to distant shadows on the moon.

He blamed himself for even thinking he had a chance with you. But maybe just...maybe if he had gotten there before? He stared at the screen and then at his spare console that he had declared yours. He picked up it, and locked it inside. Probably won't be needing it anytime soon.

At his best

He barely comes out of his room anymore. He tries to return your smile at breakfast but then returns hurriedly, leaving Beel to finish most of his food.

"Are you sure you want to play games? Wouldn't you rather go up to the attic" He mutters under his breath sometimes and then says it's nothing when you ask him.

Pains him when he sees you curled with Belphie in random places, dozing off. Might cover you with a blanket. Just you though.

Spites Belphie. A lot of people have said they look and act alike. But somehow you like sleeping more than anime and gaming?

Just accepts it as his fate. Atleast he's still your best friend, right?

At his worst

He's called the Avatar of Envy for a reason. He can barely hold it in seeing the both of you together constantly.

Belphie you and Beel were having a jolly time watching a movie and eating snacks while Belphie slept curled up in your lap. Levi happened to walk in while you were rubbing Belphie's head soothingly.

For some reason, Levi couldn't hold it in anymore. "UGH YOU FUCKING NORMIES!" he screamed out of frustration.

Belphie woke up drowsily when you stopped at stared at Levi holding back tears in the doorway. "Levi..what's wrong.." you call out to him.

He barges in and pushes Belphie off you and grabs your hands, tears falling and him screaming. "Why do you care, MC?! I'm a just disgusting shut in otaku right?! But guess what even as that I do more than just sleep and drool all fucking day! AND MORE IMPORTANTLY ATLEAST IM NOT THE ONE WHO KILLED YOU! So why him? WHY NOT ME MC?!"

"Levi...no..." You plead with him to calm down, tearing up yourself. You should have known. You should have known this would happen.

Belphie violently pushed Levi off you and grabbed him by the collar. "You were the first one to attack MC in this house. And I'm sure you would have killed them if not for Lucifer. So stop pretending you're better than me, you ridiculous creep. A shut in like you is worthless. The only thing you're good at is making MC distressed."

Levi looked at you trying to pull Belphie back, tears streaming down your face and hung his head low. It was simply an Otome game and MC didn't choose him.

Satan: Solomon

Satan took his time to fall. With late night studying session, every cat cafe date, every trip to the museum - he fell more and more each time. To the point where he wanted to spend every waking moment with you. And he was ready to tell you.

For a whole week, he kept writing and scrapping the perfect love letter for you. Then he realised you were someone who preferred simple honesty. "MC please wait for me in the library I'll be there shortly." He'd said before he dashed out to bring a boquet of your favourite flowers and a book which reminded him of you. He'd almost made it to the library, he saw you waiting inside for him eagerly. That was until someone flew in through the window.

Solomon? What's he doing at this hour? Satan peeked in through the half open library door. He wanted to be alone with you so he'd wait till Solomon was gone. He shouldn't have waited.

MC: Solomon! You scared me silly!

Solomon: *laughing* Your face just now MC...so adorable! Like a scared kitten!

MC: You wooshed in through the window!

Solomon: Okay okay my bad. Now what are you doing in the library so late at night. I went to your room and couldn't find you.

MC: Oh Satan called me out here. Told me to wait for him. Maybe there's a new book he wants to read.

Solomon: Do you guys do that often? Reading books this late?

MC: Haha yeah usually we just read in my room or his at night, in case we fall asleep.

Solomon: *sigh* So unfair.

MC: What's unfair?

Solomon: You and I are the only humans here. Why did they put us in different houses? Shouldn't we... be together more often?

MC: Well logically yes we should. Just classes and magic lessons aren't enough! You should live here too!

Solomon: I doubt Lucifer would be okay with that. But well.. here's the real reason I'm here now. *brings out a little basket*

MC: That's...that's a kitten! Hi baby! What's her name!?

Solomon: MC.

MC: Yeah what?

Solomon: No I named the kitten MC. This way I get to call your name as much as I want haha. The silly things us humans do for love, huh?

Satan had a sick feeling in his stomach. Watching you and him sitting in the moonlight, surrounded by books, cuddling a kitten and confessing...that should be him. Him not Solomon. He didn't like where this was heading. But just like you can't help but stare at disaster - he couldn't look away. What was MC going to say...?

MC: Solomon... *blushes*

Solomon: Does my affection scare you? *reaches for your hand*

MC: Of course not...I.. *gets closer and intertwining your fingers together*

Solomon: Is this your way of showing-

MC: *blushes* Yes. I love you too.

Solomon: I believe I've lived for a 1000 years just to hear those words. *kisses you against the bookshelves*

MC: I believe you've gotten 1000 years worth of romantic lines stored away in that head of yours. *Laughs and kisses him back*

Solomon: Let's take this to the moon shall we?

Satan watched as he took you and kitten in his arms and flew out the window. Satan rushed in not wanting to lose sight of you, dropping the flowers and books. Balling his fists, he choked on his angry tears as he watched you both laughing and kissing against the bright light of the moon. He felt like his own happy ending was stolen from him.

When you disappeared from view, he let out a blood curdling scream, pulling at his own hair and knocking over the bookshelf against which Solomon kissed you. The wrath inside him made him thrashing around in pain, burning him inside out. The flowers he dropped, lay there next to his sobbing body, wilting in his pain.

At his best

He manages to put on his best fake smile and go about his day. Tries hard to hide his annoyance if you bring him up.

But you seem so happy and you often invite him to new cat cafes and shelters. So despite Solomon's presence, he feels calm because of you and the cats.

Is secretly happy you get to spend more time with him than Solomon. Takes advantage of that and hogs you all to himself while in the house

While he can't hold or kiss you the way the Solomon does, you're here next to him, reading his recommended books. That's enough to soothe his yearning heart.

At his worst

The war for love is on. He doesn't care if Solomon already won. He will still declare his love no matter what.

It started out as subtle, he did what he knew Solomon couldn't. Cooking MC's favourite dishes whenever it was his turn to cook.

Tries to subtly reinforce his intelligence over Solomon when you're around. What's 1000 years of knowledge worth, Satan has been there since the first millenia ever

But the day Solomon and you announced you'll be moving to Purgatory Hall, he charged at him, his demon form angry and glowing. "How dare you think you can take them away from us? You think you can win against us... against me? You may have taken my chance with them but I won't let you take them away! They belong here with me!"

You inched closer to Satan's form. You'd never seem him this angry. "Satan please calm down-" Satan wasn't listening. He let out a feral growl and attacked Solomon.

Solomon held MC by his side and made a protection shield Satan couldn't get through. You started crying, watching his wrath take over, he must be in so much pain.

Solomon felt you curl up against him in fear and guilt. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed Satan by the scruff of his neck, like you'd do with a misbehaving cat.

"You say you want to protect them and yet look what you did instead." Solomon said. Satan looked helplessly at you, crying with your face buried in your hands. Glancing at his horns in the mirror, he called out to you sadly, "MC..."

Solomon creeped closer and said in a deadly low voice. "You love fairy tales right Satan? Well in the story of Beauty and the Beast, they could only be together because the beast was actually a human." And Satan was far from being a human.

Asmo : Mammon

It happened the day Asmo looked into the mirror and felt something missing. Suddenly his own reflection wasn't enough anymore. He pondered what it was when you happened to walk into his room and hug him from behind. And then he found the missing piece. You. He simply had to make sure you would become a part of him now.

Now contrary to popular belief, he did get nervous while thinking of proposing. This man is all about lust and a little kid when it comes to love. It's a whole new emotion and he's unsure how to deal with it. With some advice from Satan's romance books he lights your room up with candles, groomed himself perfectly, waiting for you to return to your room. Only you don't come. "What's taking MC so long?!"

He headed out and found you in Mammon's room instead. Asmo saw in the reflection off the mirror, Mammon's shirt off and him lying on his front as you poured ointment over his scars.

Mammon: Oi MC please don't be so upset...

MC: You didn't deserve this. You didn't. I did.

Mammon: MC, not again.

MC: You took my punishment. You took the blame for the broken vase for my sake.

Mammon: I didn't want ya getting hurt ya stupid human!

MC: Don't be calling me stupid and then go off doing stupid stuff yourself! *cries*

Mammon: MC...no don't cry. Please I'm sorry.

MC: Don't apologize for this! Mammon you're too kind... You keep taking blame for others, and the others just UGH.

Mammon: I've gotten used to Lucifer's punishments, MC! I'm more used to it than my brothers so I can take it!

MC: .... You're such a sweet big brother. You can't stop protecting the people you love, can you?

Mammon: *turns around to lie on his back* Now you get why I need to protect ya, don't ya?

Asmo's eyes flew open as did yours. Mammon just confessed to you. Albeit indirectly, but really did. But he felt pity for his older brother. Sure he was caring and sweet sometimes, but mostly he was a thief and a scumbag who constantly gets into trouble. He didn't stand a chance against Asmo's charms.

MC: Mammon... You silly demon. I love you too. *Lays their head on his chest*

Mammon: *blushes and coughs* Of course ya love the Great Mammon, human!

MC: *smiles against his skin* Swear to me, you won't ever do that again else I will fight Lucifer myself!

Mammon: *smiles* He's attacked ya thrice and yer face still loses its colour whenver he's around and yet yer thinking of fighting him for my sake, MC?

MC: OF COURSE!

Mammon: But I don't want that. Ya did too much for all of us when ya sacrificed your life to bring Belphie back. I should know, I held ya in my arms. *Tears up* Ya know ye were smiling still?? So calm and undisturbed as if ya didn't care what happens to ya now that all the brothers are together?

MC: You caught me...

Mammon: And I never want to catch ya like that again, get that human!? I will be a good protector as I was meant to be.

MC: Mammon... you're far too kind to be a demon. *Kisses him and gets on top of him*

Mammon: *grips their arms and holds them close* Stay with me tonight.

Asmo watched as you nodded and took off your top and lay down over him again, your skins in gentle and intimate contact and you both wrap your arms around and you presses kisses onto each other. The moonlight danced on your entangled bodies.

He stared and stared, his insides burning with an alien feeling. He hadn't known envy till you came along. His signature move would be to call both of you out and suggest a threesome, but what you both seemed to have was impenetrable. And in the mirror where he saw your reflections, he couldn't see himself.

At his best

This demon had never known love. He might have if Mammon hadn't decides to confess that very night.

But who cares? What's done is done. It's time to root for the both of you. He still has his followers to turn to.

"Mammon finally confessed huh?" He asked jokingly. Until he saw you blush and nod.

"You both must have fun together huh?" He says with a dry laugh.

Your hugs and headpats still keep him going. He takes you buy new dresses knowing it's to impress Mammon instead.

Tries so hard to conceal his tears and tantrums around you. He doesn't want to lose the small part of you that he had left.

At his worst

He cannot stay home. The sight of you both together makes him irritated and stressed both very bad for his skin.

He drinks and parties uncontrollably, bringing home demons and succubi that always seem to resemble you.

One night, Lucifer had enough and caught him by the collar, forbidding him to go to his room. Asmo giggled until Mammon and you showed up.

He swiftly escaped Lucifer's grasp and lunged at you, holding your face between his trembling hands. You look at him closely, his make up was messier than usual, the cresent underneath his eyes was darker than usual.

"MC...look at me. Look at only me. Just for a little while." Asmo said and his eyes glowed. He'd turned on his charm on full force as he leaned into you for a kiss.

Mammon pushed him back and stood before you protectively. Asmo fell back, laughing like a maniac. "Stupid Mammon they are with you out of pity! How long do you think you can make them stay with that stupid brain and sub par beauty?"

You teared up and screamed, "Asmo stop saying things like that! You dont even know anything about him!" Mammon hugged you tight, trying to calm you down.

And then in a lowly growl he said, "Asmo don't let me see ya laying a finger on MC again. Ya would see how people really see ya if you learnt to look away from your own reflection!"

But Asmo did. He did look away from his reflection. He looked at you. Only you didn't look back at him.

Keep reading Pt. 2

#obey me angst #obey me heavy angst #obey me headcanon #obey me headcannons #obey me angst headcanon #obey me Lucifer #obey me Mammon #obey me Levi #obey me Leviathan #obey me Satan #obey me Asmo #obey me Asmodeus #obey me Simeon #obey me Solomon #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me MC

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starshipsofstarlord · 4 years ago

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Hey!!! I'm so glad you liked the blurb night idea :) 💞 Can I request a blurb with Peter bumping into the reader while she's kinda lost at times square and he's dressed as spiderman so he tries to flirt with you, but it makes you laugh instead?

I loved the idea hun, thankyou sm for helping me with this idea xxx

“You’re a guy?”

Pairing | Peter Parker x reader

Summary | based on the request

Warnings | mentions of crime, brief mention of death and drugs, mention of sex

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“And there was this girl. She was really pretty, but-“ May quirked her head at her nephew, hardly understanding his blabber as he sped through his words like he was racing verbally against a cheetah, though, she was manage to uncover that particular sentence.

“Whoa, slow down kiddo.” His aunt laughed lightly, bracing her shoulders on his arms as he caught his overexcited breath. “How about you start from the beginning, and take a breath?” May had much practice with calming the boy down, she sincerely remembered how that night his parents had dropped him off, how worried he had been for them not to return. And they didn’t.

Peter bobbed his head in a eager nod, doing as he was recommended by his legal guardian, puffing the air in through his cheeks, as he inhaled and exhaled normally through his nose.“I was out patrolling the city, checking out for any bad guys, and then, I saw her...” her, the girl that had captured his attention, and distracted him from his friendly neighbourhood duties. She was much like a magnet, pulling his north face into her axis spinning world, distracting him from the things that he was actually meant to be ensuring did not happen on his watch.

“Weren’t you supposed to be patrolling?” The elder of the two quirked a brow, earning a splutter of a response from the teenager under her roof. She wasn’t a strict guardian concerning his heroic antics, though, she made sure to keep him on track for his own sake. Peter had quite the tendency to become overrun with stress from the amounts of responsibilities that he took on, and him being only young did not help the situation.

“I’m getting to that!” He was fast to defend himself, huffing his chest in as he prepared to tell May his story, from the beginning. It was quite the tale, he’d say, combined with the embarrassment of his own presence entangled in the random and friendly interaction that he had felt promiscuously lulled to create.

Queens, it was new to you. There were so many streets, filled to the brim with people that seemed to know where they were going. Unlike them, you didn’t, in fact, you’d go as far to admit that you were lost. Lost in a place that was known for the chaos that wrapped it off with a tarnished bow, and made the collateral practically fashion within its various newspapers that rounded every corner to divulge their companies’ obscure theories.

A panicked look struck your eyes, as you turned, shaking your head and pressing through the mass of citizens and finding an empty lot, scrolling through your phone, diverting your attention quickly towards google maps. It was the only thing that you could think of, it’d be a shame if you were to disturb one of the many passersby from their clearly packed schedule; you did not need that, nor berating them on your conscience.

“You lost or something?” A voice asked, making your shoulders jump as a figure, twisted in the colours red and blue, with a seam of black fell from the roofs above. Your heart rate imploded, more so when you realised who the mask wearing vigilante was. The wearer, although unknown, was infamous for the successions of saving lives that they had participated in, including defending the galaxy against outside threats.

It was Spiderman, the neighbourhood dubbed avenger, that tried their utmost to return stolen or lost bikes to their rightful owners, and protected banks from armed and overnight robberies. There was known to be something different about this particular hero, they were young and clearly had time to improve their skill set, for they were quite the clutz, and spoke significantly more to those he faced off against than what was necessary.

But this one hero, stood out amongst the rest. Not only was their suit designed by Stark technology, as you had written about in a work article, but it was far more concealing, and not to mention restricting, for the person beneath the red concoction to wear. Yes, you were in town for a new job, specifically to delve into the details that regards the world of heroes, and exploit all possible angles to how they deserved as much recognition for their stunts, as the president received for his noble speeches.

“I-“ you paused, think back over what you were preparing to say. It was without a doubt, that you had not expected the vigilante to appear in your spectacle gaze the first time that you stepped foot on the premises that he roamed, and protected. But here the spider enthusiast was, leaping down to stand beside you, burdening you with more knowledge that you could use, such as the person beneath was not as tall as you had expected, and there was definitely no way you could see their true eyes through the shallow white cases that covered them.

That was something you could write about, and make various descriptive theories about. ‘Seeing in white vision, sparked by the purity that glazed their unknown signature irises, Spider-Man halts all with the sparing of their true self. They may have reasons for shielding their eyes, much like Daredevil, not needing to see when they are overcome with various other senses that convulse their body into attentiveness,” -no, that sounded absolutely terrible.

And not to mention, if you spread that horrid writing about, Murdoc would be ashamed of ever deciding to get your aid in uncovering the route of the villainous underworld, that had take over Hell’s Kitchen and turned it into their own ring for drugs and more. The battle of New York had many repercussions, that being one, another influencing you into the career choice of being said reporter that you now proclaimed yourself as.

“Yeah, I am.” You responded with the company of a smile, and Peter swore he could feel his heart convulse beneath his suit. It’s pace was vaguely rapid, disheartening him from thinking of any more to say, he was practically speechless. “I’m looking for New York Times, you ever heard of it?” Yes, he most definitely had, it was the average run of the mill newspaper company, though, he did not know that you intended to change that into something much more.

“Funnily enough I have.” He scratched the back of his head, his arm subconsciously flexing as he did so, feeling like he had failed as your eyes remained focused on the wideness of his suit’s intense eyes. “It’s about three blocks from here, I could take you there if you want, I have nothing more to do.” From his proclamation you quirked a brow, crossing your arms amusedly.

“Don’t you have a city to watch over?” You asked, watching as Spider-Man’s false eyes widened, and he visibly panicked, realising that you had been right. “I’ll find my way, I’ve been to New York, many a time, Queens is bound to be a piece of cake. Also, a map is always handy.” A shrug rippled off your shoulders, Peter watching and walking closer as he thought of something more to add to the initial acquainting conversation.

“I’m Spider-Man.” Inwardly, and beneath his mask, Peter cringed noting how his voice rose, and it could be perceived as boasting. That though was definitely not his intent in the slightest, but he worried of how it may have come across to you. He wasn’t sure how you may have read it as, but a swarm of relief filled his lungs as he watched the corner of your eyes crinkle up, humoured by the tone of his that had significantly heightened. “Im a guy by the way.”

He felt the need to state that, especially considering people’s perceptions in the past. But instantly after saying it, he was regretful, through, he had to admit, he enjoyed listening to you laugh, it was like a melody that he wanted to listen to until the end of time. “You’re a guy?” You released a dramatic gasp, aiding your phoney response. “Yeah, no. I completely thought that you were a girl.” Sarcasm, he had well gotten used to frequency of it thanks to Mr Stark, who... well, he wasn’t around any more.

“You’re funny.” He smiled, shaking his head whence he realised that you could not see his hidden expression. “I don’t know, maybe, would you like to go to coffee with me, if you have time before you have to get to the news place? I mean, I don’t drink that much coffee, I get told that if I have too much caffeine that I get a little hyper, but I mean, I’m trying to ask you out and I have a really bad track record of-“

“Sure.” You spoke, ignoring the map that had finally loaded onto the screen of your phone. It was to your luck that you weren’t required to make your presence known at the business until tomorrow, and there was always time to kill, so you thought screw it, and decided to find it so that you didn’t get lost the approaching day. “Are you going to be wearing that, or you know, take it off?” You pointed at him, making peter surprised.

“It’s not that kind of date.” He quickly responded. “I meant just for a drink, not to hook up in the back of an a- oh, you meant the suit, didn’t you.” With a roll of your eyes, you nodded, pursing your lips together, as Peter felt the rain of relief once more. “Oh, that’s good, not that I wouldn’t want to, you’re gorgeous, that just wasn’t my intent and I’m rambling again, aren’t I?”

“Basically.” You wrinkled your nose, with a laugh, the way you scrunched it up was adorable to Peter. “So I’ll meet you here in two hours, I’ll let you finish up your duties, and change into something that doesn’t make you look you’re wearing a thong, because I can tell you from experience that those things are not comfortable. That good for you Spidey?”

“That works.” He spoke, trying his best to contain his overflowing excitement, biting his lip to do so. “That definitely works.”

“Hi.” The familiar voice of Spider-Man spoke, and you turned around, watching as a young man, not much different in age from yourself rounded the corner. He was clothed in a blue and white chequered flannel, and grey jeans, and you had to say, that whilst the amazing Spider-Man was quite the sight, this was something else.

“Oh, I was waiting for a girl actually.” You informed him, clearly messing with him, as you walked closer, a stretching smile pinning up the corners of your lips. “But I guess you’ll do webslinger.” He could feel his heart racing, but he walked closer, watching as you eyed him, a stranger met with the sight of a vigilante unmasked. “Where to, red and blue?”

“There’s this really good place on main, they sell the best sandwiches. And trust me, once you buy from there, you won’t stop...” the two of you began to walk away together, and towards Peter’s secret destination, where the two of you learnt the others real name.

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punderfulowl · 3 years ago

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Top 10 Anime (That I've Seen) in 2020

Well now, it has certainly been awhile. I'm currently sitting at eight months too late for posting this, but, y'know, something something life happens. More accurately, I already made this list, but wanted to try out what response I'd get from Reddit. Turns out, they're not as cool as you guys!

Anyways, as the title states, this is not a list of my favorite anime that came out during 2020, but instead my favorite anime that I just so happen to see during that year. While it's fun to have an end of the year retrospective, I find that having a list in this format not only adds variety, but also helps bring attention to anime that might have been lost in the shuffle in previous years (I also don't have enough time to stay caught up in seasonal releases).

Honorable mentions:

Aggretsuko S3, My Hero Academia S4, Today's Menu For the Emiya Family, Interspecies Reviewers (yes, really), and I Couldn't Become a Hero So I Reluctantly Decided to Get a Job

10. Maid-Sama (2010)

In hindsight, I find it a bit funny that I wanted to watch something wholesome to kick off 2020. Anyway, Maid-Sama is about a high school girl that is also a no nonsense Class President and she kind of has to be at a school where, until recently, was an all boys school. While she kills it in academics and is good at shutting down any shenanigans from the male student body, her financial situation isn't the greatest and has to balance a job at a maid cafe along with her school-related responsibilities. She does her best to hide her employment there to keep up appearances, but is one day found out by one of the boys who happens to be a big flirt and, yeah, hijinks ensue. While this anime doesn't have too many surprises, our main leads bounce off each other well enough to keep me entertained. Nothing I haven't seen already in other anime Rom-Coms, but I think it has more than earned its place at the start of this list.

9. Haganai NEXT (2013)

It's a personal rule of mine when making these lists that I don't include sequels of shows that were in previous lists. While I DID see the first season of Haganai a couple of years ago, it didn't quite make it into the top ten at that time. Because of that, it meets the criteria for this year's list. While I found the characters were just as charming here as I did during the first season, the development of their relationships really took off. It's a shame that it will most likely not get a third season, but I'm happy with what ride this show gave me. But hey! At least I can read the light novels/manga to continue the story! Wait, nevermind, the Haganai fans on Reddit are saying that's a bad idea.

8. Engaged to the Unidentified (2014)

Based off of a Four Panel joke manga, Engaged to the Unidentified tells the story of a girl in high school suddenly getting some life changing news. As it turns out, her grandfather made an arranged engagement with her and the son of a family he knew. Next thing she knows, the boy in question, as well as his little sister, moves into her family's house! While the boy is unassuming at first, there may be more to him and his family than he lets on. Plain and simple, this anime has charmed me. There's a decent amount of drama and mystery despite the source material and I applaud it! Even though this also doesn't have much new to offer, even to the point where I would compare this to Maid-Sama, what made me pick this at the 8th spot were the color choices and animation quality. Give this a shot if you can!

7. Grimoire of Zero (2017)

It's a fantasy/adventure story starring a loli sorcerer and a huge, anthropomorphic white tiger man. I honestly can't say anything else. I won't be able to do it justice. That first sentence should intrigue you a lease a little bit. Read it, again. Please check it out. It's an underrated gem that no one is talking about.

6. ID: Invaded (2020)

Hey, here's something recent! Unfortunately, this is also not something I can say much about. There may not be too many deep characters and the secret bad guy isn't hard to figure out, but BOY is this anime cool! The best way to describe this series is that it's like the movie Inception, but instead of brain heists, it's brain murder mysteries.

5. Carole and Tuesday (2019)

A runaway rich girl has a fated meeting with an orphan and they decide to make music together...oh, this also takes place Mars. Joking aside, this show was something special with its music (a new song almost every episode no less), interesting setting (freaking Mars, dude), and endearing main cast. Shoot, the music itself would be top 3, maybe number 1, but what bogs it down is the show's second half. I can easily see myself watching this again someday, and maybe my opinion will lighten up, but for now, 5 is a dang good spot.

4. Fate/Grand Order: Absolute Demonic Front - Babylonia (2019)

Part of me hesitates placing this high up on list due to this show being animated, fan service spectacle for Fate fans. However, that hesitation is overshadowed by the fact that I am a Fate fan myself and I can do whatever I want with this list. Even if you're not a Fate fan or play FGO, if you enjoy some solid fight animation, this is worth a look.

3. K-On S1 (2009)

I'll admit it, I might regret not watching the second season then putting the series on the list as a whole, but this how I've been doing these lists and I'm such a creature of habit. There's not much I can say about K-On that hasn't already been said. By itself it's an anime classic and one of Kyo-ani's biggest properties. It's a sweet and wholesome watch, but be sure to have some insulin within reach.

2. Princess Principal (2017)

Imagine you're working with a team of programmers trying to make a mobile game then all of a sudden someone asks to make a show out of it. You know, a show with different character motivations, plot, twist and turns and all that? Most might say that's just a shameless, shallow cash grab, but it turns out okay for Princess Principal. Sure, most might summarize this anime as, "cute girls doing espionage things," but with its cast, visuals, and interesting alternative timeline, it works! Apparently there's a new season or movie in the works and I am all for it!

1. Beastars (2019)

I was not expecting this to be number one, but with much deliberation (with myself obviously) this feels right. It tells a pretty unique story while showing itself to be the exception to the rule when it comes to 3D anime.....it being that it's actually good. While I acknowledge that shows like K-On are classics and deserves to be number one on many different lists, it didn't line up with my personal criteria like Beastars did. My biggest deciding factor is: Now that I've watched this, do I want more? It's true that while I'm excited to start K-On S2, Beastars intrigues me more and ever since season two was announced, I'm looking forward to that more.

Sorry again for this list being so late, but at least the silver lining is that the next end of the year list is about four months away (in theory)!

#anime #k-on #beastars #princess principal #fate grand order #carole and tuesday #id invaded #grimoire of zero #engaged to the unidentified #haganai #maid sama

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miyams · 4 years ago

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SERENADE : INUMAKI TOGE IMAGINE 𔘓

• pairing : inumaki x f!reader

• summary : inumaki is your suitor and inlove with you however, he has a speech disorder which makes him unable to say words he meant for you.

• long imagine ahead

a/n : pls i hc just want to hear toge singing me to sleep :( ++ i also wrote a song he'll sing but there is an absence of melody, enjoy <3

TINK !

Y/N grunted at the sound of pebble hitting her windowpane. she tossed to the side and cover her face with blanket. it probably was just the wind.

TINK !

"Pst! Y/N..."

"Wha...?"

Slowly opening her eyes, she sat up and looked around the dark. She caught glimpse of the wall clock telling her that it was 12 midnight. Y/N heaved herself out of the bed and flinched as another pebble hit the thick glass.

"Damn kids..." She groaned, throwing it open.

"Screw you-" She paused midway as she saw who was standing outside.

Inumaki, her suitor, was smiling shyly, rare sight to see. He looked adorably gorgeous in his white oversized shirt and skinny jeans, while a blue jacket's hood is resting on his upper head. Apart from that, he was holding a guitar, strapped securely across his torso. Y/N blinked confusingly.

"When did you learn to play guitar huh?" She whispered but enough for him to hear.

He show her his fingers forming into a peace sign and simply answered, "...months."

"Ok but, what are you doing?!" She half-yelled, trying not to wake the neighbours.

As an answer, he strummed his guitar.

"I love you b-bitch.."

"What?!"

"I ain't never gonna stop loving you...B-bitch." Inumaki stammers as if he is not sure at what he's saying.

"I will literally punch Itadori if he's the reason why you're being a dork right now!" She hissed. "Go home! I don't have time for this!"

"No! L-listen...p-please!" Inumaki panicked.

Y/N crossed her arms and sat on the sill. Inumaki took this opportunity to show why he was actually adjusting the guitar strap, he strummed a few chords until it turned into a lulling sound.

Everynight without a sound

The stars climb up to the sky

Your eyes that holds the whole galaxy,

My heart grows when I look at you

I feel awkward from head to toe

I've been a fool for so many times

I'll brighten up your days

If that means I can make you stay

I may look so lost, but believe me it's true

That my heart only sees you

That I will only fall for you

Eventhough struggling to say every lines, he strummed again. Y/N hugged her knees, immersed and impressed to his song. Unknowingly, she was smiling at the guy. For long enough, she couldn't believe he never gave up just to hear her say 'yes' And if she were to be honest, she was actually falling too. She was just too shy admit.

Can we play Nintendo and cuddle till two?

I may be bad at games, but I'll never lose you

The shampoo that tickles on the tip of my nose

I wanna reach you until we're only an inch close

I'll take out the books for you

Just tell me and I'll hold you

If you need someone by your side unconditionally

Just look over at me

Because you're the only one I see

I may look so lost, but believe me it's true

That my heart only sees you

That I will only fall for you

It was short song; too short that she actually craved for more. Inumaki held his guitar tightly and stared at her with hopeful eyes. The girl's smile grew wider.

"Wait for me."

She hurriedly but quietly made her way downstairs, went out and opened the gates to see him up close. Inumaki blushed and slightly averted his gaze at the ground as Y/N approached. When she was standing in front of him, he rubbed his nape and chuckled.

"I'm.. I'm not that good at writing songs."

"It's perfect." She beamed.

Inumaki's sincere eyes met hers. His cheeks flushed even more. Y/N laughed at him since he looked like a freshly picked tomato.

"I..Ah..." He lightly grunted, not knowing what more to say.

"You know, you should be sleeping at this hour but you chose to come around and sing for me."

"It's.. It's pretty dumb, I know." He gulped. "I'm really sorry for waking you."

Y/N cackled and held her waist. "Why are you sorry? It is rare to hear you sing a whole song. You should be thankful that my ears were blessed!"

"R-really..?"

She nodded. "I like it Inumaki."

"I like you.."

"I know."

He smiled lightly. "Of course.. I do hope you feel the same because this.." He pointed at his chest. "I-it's been here for so long. Remember when you chased those guys who said I am a f-freak?"

He paused, gathering his words. "I fell for you because of that. It's pretty shallow but no one has ever stood up for me before until you came.. You..You're an amazing person."

"Are you sure that's how you feel? You might just be overwhelmed, Inumaki."

"If I were just overwhelmed, would've gotten over you these past few years. You know a lot of girls confess but it's really you. It has always been."

"Inumaki Toge..."

"I know...You never thought a friend would come courting you for half a year...I-I'm sorry if ever I made you feel uncomfortable..."

"I feel loved." She stated, staring at him. "I feel worth it it. It was never uncomfortable."

"That's nice..."

"And I want you to feel the same."

"Huh...?"

Without hesitation, Y/N stepped in and engulfed him in a big, tight hug. Inumaki, in a state of shock, widened his eyes as he tried to hug her back with shaking hands. The smell of his fruity and soft cotton candy cologne wafted inside Y/N's nose, making her bury her face in his apparel. Inumaki recovered and slowly made delicate strokes on her silky hair.

"Y-Y/N...is this.."

"Yes. I'll be your girlfriend."

He paused. The fact that she didn't stutter made him want to think that it was all a dream.

"C-can you say that again? I...I must've misheard."

"I said," The lady pulled away and locked gaze with him. "I'll be your girlfriend."

It was now or never. Inumaki immediately cupped her face and leaned in to share with her their first kiss. Y/N kissed back, wrapping her arms around his neck. There was a burst of butterflies inside them and it felt nice. Everything was so blissful until the lights in Y/N's house went on and out came her mom with a slipper.

"Y/N L/N!"

The new couple frantically parted. Y/N chuckled nervously and so did Inumaki. She knew she was doomed for sneaking oit late but it was worth it. With one last chaste kiss, she waved at her boyfriend goodbye.

"Hey.." Inumaki called her one last time.

She stood still, waiting for what he is gonna say, but the boy didn't open his mouth. Instead he show her his hand with a raised index finger and pinky (little) finger and an extended thumb.

Y/N smiled at him as she got what he meant. Her heart felt light. She felt good.

"See ya." He smiled as the gates closed.

It was a sign language saying that the person loves you.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen imagines #inumaki toge #inumaki x reader #inumaki imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagine #inumaki toge imagine

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 4 years ago

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𝑀𝑦 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑃𝑡.2 (𝑆𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑤𝑎×𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

Part One/ Part Three / Part Four

Pairing: Badboy! Park Seonghwa (Ateez)/ Reader (Female)

Genre: Angst, Fluff, College Au.

Summary: Y/N has no idea what to make of the mysterious Park Seonghwa. Does he really like her or is he simply playing with her?

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Flipping the light switches off, Y/N typed in the security code into the pin pad before closing the door behind her, the faint beeping from inside letting her know that the alarm was functioning properly. She honestly wondered at times about if anyone would ever think about robbing a coffee shop. Granted it made a lot of money during certain seasons, but unless you actually work in one, you probably wouldn't think so. Yet it was surprising to know it could make as much money as any famous fast food restaurant. Well.....with those sky high prices, it made sense.

She stopped and checked to make sure she had everything in her bag, not wanting to risk having left her keys inside and find out until she reached her apartment. Satisfied by the confirmation, she began her walk home. If it had been fall or winter, she would have seriously considered taking a bus, even though it wasn't that far away. But it was summer and thankfully there was still an hour left before the sun finally set. She truly believed she was lucky to have found a place to live that was close not only to her workplace, but also her school, even if it was a tiny studio apartment. She felt proud to say it was hers.

Feeling something tug on her sneaker, she looked down and realized one of her shoes was untied. She bent down and began tying it up again, carelessly placing her bag right next to her on the street. She was so focused on her task in front of her, she failed to notice the looming figure in front of her.

"You know anybody could just whisk away your bag and run at this moment?"

She snapped her head back up and saw Seonghwa standing in front of her, an amused smile on his face. He bent down and picked up her bag, dusting off the dirt that had gotten on the bottom part of it in the process.

"Tsk. Tsk. And here I thought you were a more.... what's the word? Meticulous person."

Y/N gave him a questioning gaze before standing up, quickly grabbing her bag from him.

"Not even a thank you?" Seonghwa shook his head.

"What are you still doing here? I thought you went home." Y/N said, clearly confused as to why he'd be there still.

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at her.

"I thought I told you back in the shop that I'd see you later?"

Y/N recalled the moment, it did seem weird to her that he'd say that.

"Well doll, it's later......and I wanted to see you." He explained, a slight smirk tugging on the corners of his lips.

Y/N let out a tiny scoff.

"Why?"

Seonghwa blinked at her response.

"I thought I made myself clear the other day Y/N. I like you."

Y/N blushed slightly at the memory of him confronting her back in school. She was hoping the shadow from the building in front of her casted enough to hide it from him.

"And I said there would be plenty of time to get to know each other.....well I'm free right now and obviously so are you. So why don't we get something to eat? My treat."

He grinned at her, obviously not expecting her to turn down his offer. Any other girl wouldn't say no to Seonghwa. But Y/N wasn't any girl, and she wasn't about to say yes to someone she hardly knew. Especially not when he acted so strange for her liking.

"No thank you."

She quickly responded and took a step to walk away from him, but his hand reached out and stopped her from moving any further.

"Why not?" He asked.

Y/N tried to think of an excuse, any quick excuse to get out of this.

"I'm not hungry." Was the best thing she could think of.

The loud grumbling of her stomach was a dead giveaway of her fat lie. After working 8 hours straight with only a bowl of cereal for breakfast and a muffin on her only break, of course she was borderline starving and needed something in her stomach before it began eating itself. Her hands clutched her stomach, hoping to silence the obnoxious noise, but ultimately just making it more obvious.

Seonghwa looked down at her figure and snorted softly.

"Seriously, I know a really good place here that sells burgers and shakes. Are you really going to say no to free food?"

At this point she could either tell him to fuck off and stomp away home, but ultimately she'd leave even more hungry and would still have to whip up something on the stove that would take approximately half an hour or more. Or she could accept his offer, but it'd mean interacting with him, not that it was necessarily a bad thing, but she honestly didn't know what to make of him. He's been straightforward with her all this time, but how was she to know he was being serious? For all she knew, he could just be playing with her. After all, isn't that what all bad boys are known for?

Guess there was only one way to find out.

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Y/N looked around at the 50's themed diner she was in:

Black and white tiled floor that was so clean it almost looked slippery. Cherry red leather seats, either in the form of booths, tables or chairs on the front white counter that stretched at least 40 feet. An array of old records hanged on the wall, whether or not you could actually play them on a record player or if they were just flimsy decorations would forever be a secret. An old juke box was stationed in one of the corners of the counter currently playing The Beatles, its color combination of yellow and blue not quite appealing to the eyes. And of course, a pinball machine was placed near the entrance for kids to waste their quarters on. They even had a light blue 1955 convertible Chevrolet Bel Air for people to go take pictures of or with. At this point it wouldn't have surprised Y/N if waitresses came out of the kitchen in roller skates and started singing songs from Grease or Hairspray.

It became an even more ironic thought when she saw Seonghwa walk back to her with their food. Dressed in a white shirt, distressed jeans, black combat boots and black leather jacket with his hair slicked back, he could almost be a modern day Danny Zuko and for some reason, that thought made her bust a tiny giggle.

"What's so funny?" Seonghwa asked as he sat the tray down in front of her.

"Oh....nothing." She was not about to get caught.

Seonghwa looked at her funny, but ultimately decided not to pry.

"Here you go."

He slipped her food in front of her: a burger the size of her two hands and a 32 ounce chocolate shake with whipped chocolate and a cherry on the top. A well sized platter with regular fries and curly fries made it obvious that they were going to share them. She didn't mind though, the portions were so big she doubted she'd even finish half of it.

She dug into the food, her stomach thanking her for finally putting something in her body. She was so hungry that she didn't care if she was eating like how she usually ate when she was at home, messy and slobbish. She was halfway through her burger, when she caught Seonghwa just staring at her. That's when she started to feel self conscious. She quickly swallowed what was currently in her mouth and grabbed a napkin to wipe the corners of her mouth.

Seonghwa giggled at her.

"Don't worry about it. It's pretty refreshing to see a girl not care about how she looks like when she eats, and to actually eat. You have no idea how many girls I've brought here who only get salads and nothing else."

He cringed slightly at past memories of awful dates that make him wanna kick himself for even thinking they were attractive. He blamed himself though. He tended to only look at pretty faces and end up regretting it when he found out they were all self-centered, shallow, and prissy girls that just made his blood boil.

"Maybe that's why I like you. You're different."

He didn't even realize he said that out loud until she whipped her head up at him. He was stunned that he accidentally let that slip, but he was able to play it off coolly.

"How......how can you..... we've never even..?" Y/N couldn't even completely form her question but Seonghwa knew what she was referring to.

Sighing softly, he began:

"Well I'm going to sound like a total creep now but that's inevitable. It was a few months back, when you had changed majors and had to be transferred to our class..."

Seonghwa ignored the usual reprimand of the professor, telling him he was late again. As if he didn't do it on purpose. He just hated this class. It was undoubtedly one of the most boring subjects one could possibly take. He began to stare off into space, not even bothering to listen to what was being said.

He looked around at the familiar faces he saw in class, the same people from last year. Until a head of (insert hair color) hair caught his eye. She was definitely not there before. Seonghwa tried to think if he had ever seen her around before, but couldn't quite remember.

Unknowingly, he found himself staring at her more and more each time they had class together. He found out she had a habit of tapping her pen against her cheek when she was trying to concentrate, she kept everything in her bag organized and hardly socialized with anybody.

One time he followed her to her locker, just to briefly see what was inside of it. You can always tell a lot about a person based on how they decorate their locker. But Seonghwa only saw a few pictures of what he assumed was her family, few friends and a lot of sticky notes with motivational quotes written on them in various sharpie colors, with either stars or diamonds as decorations.

That just peeked his curiosity even more in trying to decipher who the mysterious girl was, and his curiosity turned to fondness for the girl, so he had no choice but to admit that he was attracted to her and wanted to get close to her.

"Wait. Is that why you were staring at me in class the other day?" Y/N asked after he told her all that.

"Took you long enough to notice too. You were so oblivious to it that it was kinda funny." He chuckled.

Y/N looked back at that moment and realized she still had so many questions left.

"But then why did you look angry after I looked away?"

Seonghwa shifted his position, sitting up straighter so he could look at her.

"Why? Cause you looked at me with such a bitch face and even rolled your eyes at me. I was kinda angry and hurt that you did that given how I feel about you." He explained.

Y/N looked at him confused.

"I did not roll my eyes at you."

"Uh....yeah. You did. You looked at me as if I was a bug or something." He corrected her.

"Well..... I was tired and hungry! I'm not in control of my actions or emotions when I'm in that state." She tried defending herself, feeling somewhat embarrassed that she had no control over her facial expressions.

"Yeah, I've noticed. You weren't all that happy 25 minutes ago when I asked you out on this date." Now it was Seonghwa's turn to roll his eyes at her previous behavior.

"This....this isn't a date!" Y/N exclaimed.

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Oh no? Do enlighten me then. What is this?"

Y/N thought about it for a moment.

"We are just 2 individuals, having a meal together and conversing." She stated.

"Why are we conversing though?" Seonghwa continued to pry.

Y/N hummed.

"Because you said you wanted to get to know me better?"

Seonghwa smiled at that.

"Sounds to me like a date then."

Y/N mentally face palmed. She practically walked into that one herself. She sighed as she picked up one of the fries and dipped it into her milkshake before eating it.

"And now I've learnt one more thing about you: we have similar tastes in eating."

Y/N watched as he mirrored her actions and dipped his fries in his strawberry milkshake. Y/N decided to just finish eating as soon as possible so she could go home early. The sun was starting to set and she didn't like walking home in the dark, even if rarely any crime happened in this neighborhood. She was planning on not saying anything else, but then something popped in her mind that made her ask:

"Wait a minute! The day after the.....incident." She began.

"You mean when you were a total bitch?" Seonghwa teased.

"Haha, funny." She threw a fry at him, causing Seonghwa to laugh even harder.

She had to admit though, he had a cute laugh.

"Anyways, the day afterwards, I heard 2 girls talking in the bathroom about you. They said that you were pissed off at me-"

"I kinda was." He interrupted her again.

"Let me finish!" She cried out rather annoyed.

Seonghwa bit his lip as he stifled another laugh. He found it adorable when Y/N got agitated.

"They made it sound like you were going to beat me up. Something about 'giving it to me'" She held up her fingers in quoting signals.

Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, trying to decipher what she meant. Then it hit him.

"Oh! No. Trust me, I wasn't going to beat you up. As for 'giving it to you' "

He mimicked her quotation signs, causing Y/N to glare at him for teasing her again.

"I was referring to the notepad you dropped. Remember? I gave it back to you?"

Now she face palmed literally as she realized she hadn't thought about that. And here she thought she was dead meat for sure.

"Was that why you were avoiding me the rest of the week? You actually believed I was going to fight you?"

Y/N swirled her milkshake with her straw, unable to look at Seonghwa in the eyes anymore.

"Y/N? I'm talking to you. You really believed that?"

The authority in his voice made her look up at him, his expression showing offense and indignation at the thought that she actually believed him capable of such a thing.

"Why would you think that?" He continued his interrogation.

"Well..... I don't know! Ok? Maybe cause I've heard so many rumors about you. You don't exactly have the best of reputations at school. Everyone says how you're...."

Her voice trailed off, afraid to finish her sentence, afraid to offend or hurt him in anyway .

"That I'm a delinquent? A criminal?"

Y/N blinked when he said that, as if he could read her mind.

"I know what people say about me, I'm not blind nor deaf to their gossip." He stated, not at all unfazed by what he often heard.

"So does that mean none of it is true?" She couldn't help but want the answer to her question.

"Well depends. Have I gotten into a lot of fights with other guys? Yes. Do I have a temper at times that gets me in trouble? Yes. Have I fucked a bunch of girls just for fun? Definitely. Do I smoke or drink often? I'm not denying it."

Seonghwa reached into his pocket and took out his lighter, twirling it around in his hand a few times so Y/N could get a glance at it before putting it back in his pants.

"But have I ever vandalized, stolen or done anything remotely illegal? No. Have I beaten someone up for no good reason? No."

Y/N listened to his words very carefully. She was amazed how he was calmly telling her all of this.

"And I most certainly have never even thought about lifting a finger against a woman. Especially not one I'm interested in." He confessed abruptly, causing Y/N to gulp her drink a little fast, nearly making her choke.

"I'm sorry." She apologized.

Seonghwa chuckled softly.

"Don't be. I get why you'd be scared. I just wish you'd get to know the real me......"

He reached his hand out and lightly brushed his finger on the top of her knuckles.

"Kinda like how I want to know you..."

The physical contact sent a weird feeling down her body. It was chilly, yet warm at the same time. She wanted to reach out and lace her fingers in his, and she would have, until a high pitched voice interrupted them.

"Seonghwa! Is that you?!"

They looked over to see a purple haired boy waving his hand in the air, as if his loud voice didn't make his presence already known. A pink haired boy was standing next to him, looking embarrassed as his friend jumped up and down. Having had enough of that, he pulled the boy by his arm and ran over to Seonghwa and Y/N's table.

"Hi! What a coincidence to see you here! Why didn't you tell us you would be here? You could have joined Yeosang and I. He promised to take me out to eat." He pulled whom Y/N assumed to be Yeosang closer to him.

The purple haired boy spoke so loud and fast Y/N had a hard time understand what he was saying.

"Promised? I was threatened." Yeosang replied, causing the other boy to let out a loud laugh, making Y/N think of a hyena.

"Hyung, where are your manners? Aren't you going to introduce us to your girlfriend?"

Seonghwa blushed and cleared his throat. It was the first time Y/N saw him get flustered and it was definitely funny.

"Y/N isn't my girlfriend-"

"Oh really? Great! Cause she's cute."

The boy wasted no time and held his hand out to her.

"My name is Wooyoung, I'm single, Bi, and I have a driver's license." He winked at her.

"For a moped." Yeosang corrected him.

Wooyoung sent a glare towards his friend.

"Y/N, these are my friends: Wooyoung and Yeosang. They go to our school, but you've probably never seen them cause they're a grade below us."

Y/N nodded and waved awkwardly at them.

"Yeosang, Wooyoung, this is Y/N. She's not my girlfriend, but she's off limits. Ok?" Seonghwa made sure to lock eyes with Wooyoung, silently warning him not to step any further into his territory.

"So if she's not your girlfriend, does that mean she's a fuck bud-"

Yeosang stepped on Wooyoung's foot, causing him to bend over in pain. Yeosang however smiled sweetly as if nothing happened.

"Anyways, it was nice seeing you Hyung. We wouldn't want to take up more of your time. Besides, we'll be seeing you tomorrow at Hongjoong's party. Right?"

Seonghwa nodded.

"You know I never pass up an opportunity to party."

"Will you bring Y/N with you?" Wooyoung asked, hoping she'd come.

Seonghwa looked over to Y/N, who tried to think of an answer.

"Uh... no thanks. I wasn't invited so-"

"Who cares? No one needs an invitation these days. It's a frat party anyways, a bunch of strangers end up coming in the end." Wooyoung insisted.

"I'll....think about it." Y/N knew she wouldn't.

"Ok! I'll take it as a yes. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Taking a hold of Yeosang's hand, Wooyoung made his way over to another table, the pink haired boy already looking exhausted at the thought of spending at least 2 more hours with his highly energetic friend.

Y/N smiled softly at them. They were definitely an odd pairing, but they seemed to compliment each other.

"It's getting late. Want me to take you home?" Seonghwa asked her.

"It's fine. I can walk. It's not that far." She refused.

"I insist. I want to make sure you get there safely." He insisted.

Y/N smirked at him.

"Are you really concerned for my safety or do you just wanna find out where I live?"

Seonghwa's mouth dropped at her insinuation.

"I don't..... ok you got me there."

She chuckled at his reaction, but ultimately got up.

"Ok. Fine. Take me home. The worst you can possibly do is murder me and throw my body in a lake."

Seonghwa shook his head and picked up his jacket. He made sure to hold the door open for her when they went out. Y/N didn't even notice he had stopped walking until she heard him whistle behind her. Turning around, she saw him standing next to a black Harley-Davidson motorcycle. She raised her hands and gestured him to explain.

"I told you I was taking you home."

He tapped the seat.

"So come on. Hop on doll."

He began taking out the spare helmet for her to put on. She walked back to him and placed her hands on her hips.

"You kept it parked here the entire time?" She asked him.

"Uh huh." He responded.

Her face was full of shock.

"Did you know that I would say yes to coming here with you?"

"Well not exactly 'knew'.......more like....hoped."

He winked at her before placing the helmet above her head, making sure to strap it tightly.

"Safety first."

After putting on his own helmet, he got on the motorcycle and waited for her to get on. She awkwardly threw her leg over the seat and hesitated to wrap her arms around him. Seonghwa huffed and simply grabbed her wrists to put them on his stomach.

As soon as he started revving up the motorcycle, Y/N tightened her grip around him. Even through his shirt, she could feel rock solid abs underneath it. It made her wonder what he looked like without a shirt. The thought temporarily distracted her from the worry of actually riding in a motorcycle for the first time.

Sensing her fear, Seonghwa grabbed one of her hands and gave it a light squeeze.

"Don't worry doll. I'll keep you safe."

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*part 3 coming soon*

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