#IM GOING TO EXPL-

[nyunyunyunyunyuks]

MAMAAAAAAAA OOOO OOO OOOOO—

I delivered.

CW/ blood under cut.

[shikisei]

[mebbin]

i lied

[peachy-doodles]

I GOT ACCEPTED AS A GUEST ARTIST FOR THE MONTH IN THE POCKET PAL SERVER ARGHHHHHHHH 💥💥💥💥💥

[netherdevil]

sensory shnizz is crazy cuz someone could be screenshotting something (pushing two terribly noisy buttons on their phone) and all of a sudden i want to bite their head off

[bunpiry]

STARES AT YOU WIT BIG OL EYES.... /POS

Haha, what if we were two avian loa ocs from different campaigns that are more or less socially reclusive but one is friendly and the other one is an ass? Just kidding ... unless...

Yeah, idk I just saw a humanoid bird oc and the neurons in brain went overtime

Malachite by @bunpiry

[b0r3dtod3ath]

Hi, just read one of your fics and I loved it. So I wanted to make a request. You can choose the driver you think fits best. But just a fic about the read being an introvert, she’s not shy. For example she doesn’t go to the after parties with her bf, or attend all the events. She loves hanging out with people but her social battery always runs out. Idk if that makes sens

Thank you, and hope you have a good December:))

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♡ warnings: mention of alcohol

♡ a/n: im so happy for mclaren!!!!! thanks for the request! im on a writing streak so requests are heavily appreciated :)

The music pulsed from the next room, the bassline a steady thrum that vibrated through the walls of the hotel suite. Lando had kissed your cheek before disappearing into the lively afterparty, promising he’d check on you soon. You had encouraged him to go, of course. He thrived in these settings - at parties, surrounded by friends, laughter, and celebration. 

But you had a limit. 

It wasn’t that you didn’t like parties - you would usually dance a bit, laugh and even talk with some people. But after an hour, each passing minute feels like torture. The club filled with fun turns into a small room with drunk people, everything gets too loud and suffocating. And Lando understood that, he appreciated that sometimes you would come out of your shell just to celebrate his win. He always quickly noticed when it started getting too much, almost like a sixth sense. He would end his party earlier just for the sake of your comfort. 

You loved that but you didn't want to limit him like that. That’s why you two agreed that it's okay if Lando goes alone. You trust him and he understands that you wouldn’t be bored alone. Now, you sat curled up on the plush couch in your suite, a book propped open on your lap. Your phone buzzed softly against the cushion beside you. Picking it up, you saw his name flash on the screen.

Lando: "You okay? Need anything?"

You: “No, I’m good :)”

Lando: “readin?”

You: “Of course” 

You: “Why are you texting me btw? Shouldn’t you be partying?”

Lando: "Because I want to. Also, Max just spilled his drink trying to argue with George. You’re missing a show."

You laughed softly,

You: "Sounds like prime entertainment. Take notes for me?"

Lando: "Actually, I’m recording it."

You react with a laughing emoji and get back to your book. 

Meanwhile, Lando stood by the bar, a glass of a colorful drink in his hand. The party was in full swing and he couldn’t help but let the energy of the room lift his already good mood.

Max sidled up beside him, nursing a beer “Where’s your other half?” he asked, scanning the room. Lando chuckled, “They are upstairs. Thought about coming but decided to sit this one out”. “Ah, the infamous social battery,” Max replied with a knowing nod. “They are great, though. I don’t know them well but it seems like they always put in the effort for the important stuff”. “Exactly,” Lando said with a smile. “They came to the track, cheered me on, and hung out after the podium. That’s more than enough for me”. 

Across the room, Carlos caught sight of the two and made his way over, drink in hand. “Hey, where’s your partner? Thought I saw them earlier,” he said, a slight slur betraying how many drinks he’d already had. “You did,” Lando said. “They came by for a bit but left before the party started. You know how it is - they love everyone here, but only for so long”. Carlos nodded. “They are smart. These things can get overwhelming”. “They are not shy, though,” Lando clarified, knowing how easily people misunderstood her. “They are great with people, but they know when they have had enough. I think it’s awesome”.

Daniel, overhearing the conversation, joined in with a laugh. “It’s true. I remember at that one dinner, they had us all cracking up, and then two hours later, they were like, ‘Okay, I’m done. Goodnight.’ No hesitation”. Lando grinned, proud of them in a way he couldn’t quite explain. The group laughed, and Max clapped him on the shoulder. “Well, give them our best. And let them know they are welcome anytime - even if it’s just for an hour”. “Will do,” Lando said, a warm feeling settling in his chest. It was always nice to see how much they liked you, even if they didn’t see you often.

“Lando?” you called, surprised. “Expecting someone else?” he teased, stepping into the room with a grin. His hair was slightly damp with sweat, and his shirt was rumpled in that charming, carefree way he always managed. “I thought you’d stay longer.” you say setting down your book. “I could tell you were getting bored without me,” he said with a wink, crossing the room to sit beside you. “You know I’m fine on my own,” you said softly, though the warmth of his presence already made the quiet room feel cozier. “I know,” he replied, leaning over you. “But I missed you. Plus, Max started singing, and that’s when I knew it was time to leave". You laughed, hugging him. “You didn’t have to come back early, you know". He pressed a kiss to the top of your herd “I know, but I wanted to”. “Lando, go shower, you’re sticky!” you chuckle feeling the sweat and champagne on his skin.

Abu Dhabi, 2024. Last race of the season.

The celebration was in full swing, with champagne flowing and music blaring. You found yourself enjoying the party, maybe due to McLaren’s victory. You danced with Lando, laughed with his coworkers and even joined in a few toasts.

You were standing next to the bar, chatting animatedly with Lily and Carmen. You were laughing at something one of them said, your face lit up in a way that always managed to take Lando’s breath away. You weren’t one for late nights or crowded rooms, but tonight, you seemed to be having fun, and he couldn’t help but feel a little proud - and grateful - you’d come.

“Look who’s finally dragged them out,” Max teased, nudging Lando as they both watched you from across the room. Lando grinned, taking a sip of his drink. “They are here on her own terms. Didn’t take any dragging”. Max raised his eyebrows in mock disbelief. “Sure, mate. But seriously, it’s good to see them”. As if on cue, you turned your head, catching Lando’s eye. You gave him a small smile before returning to your conversation.

Lando waved you over, and without hesitation, you excused yourself from your conversation and made your way to him. “Everything okay?” you asked as you stopped in front of him, your voice light. “Yeah,” Lando said, his hand instinctively finding its way to your waist. “Just admiring how good you are at stealing the spotlight”. You laughed. “Hardly. I’m just trying to keep up with your crowd”, “You’re doing more than keeping up,” Max interjected, leaning around Lando. “You’re running the show”. You grinned at the compliment, then turned back to Lando. “You didn’t tell me Max got funnier after a few drinks”. “I didn’t know he did,” Lando shot back, earning an exaggerated gasp from Max.

The party continued, and after a few more drinks, you started to feel a pleasant buzz. You found yourself becoming more clingy with Lando, your arm around his waist and your head resting on his shoulder as you chatted with the others. Lando noticed the shift and smiled gently. “You’re getting a bit tipsy, love,” he whispered in your ear. “Maybe it’s time to head out?”. You nodded, your eyes a little hazy but happy. “Yeah, let’s go”. 

Arm in arm, you made your way back to the hotel room, both of you (not so) slightly more tipsy than when the night began. Once inside, you sat on the bed, big smile on your face as Lando joined you. “This was such a great night,” you said, your words slightly slurred but filled with genuine happiness. “It really was,” he agreed, wrapping his arms around you. “And now, we shower and we can just relax”. You snuggled closer, feeling the comfort of his embrace. “I love you, Lando". “I love you too,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Now, let’s get some sleep. We can celebrate till March”. 

december 9, 2024

[iluvloganhowlett]

I HATE YOU .𖥔 ݁ ˖

in which logan leaves for a mission unexpectedly for almost a year and still expects to be welcomed home upon return

warnings: angst, no happy ending (oops!), a little violence, mutant!reader, that’s it fr

reader has same powers as logan bc they were both experiments at the same time

i also switched up the timeline slightly so pretend logan isn’t a grumpy old man and is more so how he was in x-men (2000)

i also saw some other story that was kinda like this one but i couldn’t remember who’s it was so if anyb knows drop it so i can credit

part 2

“why are we here again?” wade questioned, stuffing a handful of cheetos he stole from a vending machine a while back.

logan only glared at him, “because. i left her for 9 months, the least i can do is come home and show her that im alive.”

wade shrugs, “who even is this ‘she?’ is she hot?”

in seconds, wade finds himself pinned against the wall of the hallway, logan’s claws only centimeters from his neck. “she’s my girl, you don’t get to talk about her being hot,” logan growls, retracting his claws and releasing wade.

“well damn wolvie! don’t get your panties in a bunch, im not stealing your girl! unless the charm is just too much for her then-���

“do you ever stop fucking talking outta your ass?”

wade only sighed, halting to a stop as logan did the same. “137,” logan muttered, looking up at the 137 sitting next to your door.

as logan rose his hand to knock, the door was swung open. logan’s eyes widened. he thought he’d gotten himself back into the right headspace to see you again, clearly he’d been mistaken.

the way your low-set brows rose up at the corners in anger, your long lashes drawing his eyes straight to your deep brown ones. your plush lips curled in slightly and your hair flowed down your back smoother than water.

wade whistled, “hey hot stuff-“ before he was cut of with a punch to the nose, dragging him down to the floor.

logan still had yet to say anything, admiring all the parts of you he’d missed.

however he was cut off with a groan, looking down at your claws that had made their way through his abdomen and back out, retracing back into your forearms.

“what the hell are you doing back here? and who’s the red sex-toy lookin’ thing that i j punched?”

as much as logan wanted to laugh at your dig at wade, he knew how to read the room. and frankly, he was still to stunned. “y/n? baby?”

“don’t call me that,” logan’s eyes widened, “you don’t get to call me that after disappearing for 9 months without notice, lo!”

logan couldn’t help but admire your use of his nickname you created even though you’re pissed at him.

“listen. i know, okay? i know and im sorry but if you let me in,” logan stepped closer, “i can expl- ah fuck!”

you’d stabbed him again in the same spot, pushing his body against the hall with your claws. “no you listen to me, logan. and you listen to me good. i’m not letting you come into my- our house after going awol for fucking forever and coming back with some random gay in a red suit,” you pulled your claws out of him but didn’t put them away this time.

your face softens, eyes moving rapidly between logan’s. he knew you better than anyone, he could see the way your eyes shifted from angry to vulnerable and the way your eyebrows lifted; you were a mini him, despite you being the same age.

“i thought you died, lo. i spent the past months thinking the only person i had and loved was fucking dead,” your eyes welled up as you backed away from logan, putting your claws away alas.

“i’m sorry, doll. im so sorry you have no idea,” logan’s calloused hands grazed your forearms, thumbs tracing the spot where your claws rested.

you sighed, holding back the urge to give in and hold onto him as long as you could.

“but you dont understand-“ you looked away, only for logan to lift a hand and cup your face in it, forcing your glossy eyes to meet his.

“you’re right, james! i don’t understand! so jesus fucking christ enlighten me.”

logan was taken back at your use of his real name, lip parting slightly. his heart ached more and more every time he watched your bottom lip quiver. he knew you were trying to keep up your strong facade, but were beginning to fail.

“i had a mission to go on. i had to save the world, baby!” your brows curled back into anger, and logan knew you thought he was bullshitting. “cmon, angel, stay with me. the asshat over there in the red, he dragged me into this. so if you’re gonna kill anyone for this, have it be him. i just- i need you to let me in.”

you shook your head. “lo- just-“ you stuttered, scavenging for words. “but why didn’t you say anything? you couldn’t have called? sent a letter? hell, baby i would’ve been happy with a fucking pigeon!”

“i didn’t have access to that shit.”

“for 9 months?”

he took a deep sigh, “yes, for nine months.” his tone grew louder. “because if i hadn’t left you for those 9 months there would be no more you for me to come back home to!”

“get out of my damn building, logan.”

“what?”

“leave! i want you and that goddamn red thing to get as far away from me as you fucking can and stay there.”

“y/n-“

“bye logan!”

you slammed the door in his face, leaving him standing there in utter disbelief.

logan’s claws retracted, “FUCK!” he screamed through the hall, leaving a giant claw park across your door.

he looked down at wade, who was watching from a safe distance on the floor. he put his claws away, grabbing wade by the fabric of his suit and dragging him onto his feet.

“get up, you heard the girl; let’s get the fuck away from her.”

logan was breathing heavy, more than ever before. it was like his heart couldn’t catch up to everything he was feeling in the moment. the last thing he wanted to be doing right now was walking out of your apartment building and leaving you, but he was weighed down by so much anger and hurt that he wasn’t exactly in control of himself at the moment.

“well,” wade started, “you handled that well.”

and before he knew it, wade was stabbed into a wall. “ow?”

logan growled, “i’m coming back for her.”

wade only let out a long laugh, stopping logan in his tracks.

“what the fuck are you laughing at? you should’ve heard the joke she made about you! she said you look like a sex toy-“

“i’m not laughing at that, you ape. i’m laughing at the fact that you’re coming back to her! look how it turned out the last time you ‘came back.’ “

“you don’t know what you’re talking about, kid. i’m coming back, whether she likes it or not. i’m not losing the love of my life after all i did to make sure i wouldn’t lose her.”

“i-“ “and next time im here, you won’t be.”

so! should i make a part 2 WITH a happy ending when he does come back??? 🫣🫣

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[holly-here]

Im here to make a request my friend 😌

Idk if you do angst or not but ill request anyway, if you dont write angst then thats fine! You can ignore this!

So, how about a little thing where fem reader is dating Hyunjin but she spends so much time with Felix that Jinnie starts to think that she's cheating on him. He confronts Felix and they get into a fight....

(But then later he finds out that they're cousins or siblings or something and gets super embarrassed)

Take your time and feel free to ignore!!<3

Ooooooo I'll try! But be aware that this is my first time writing on Tumblr so this might not be as good as other stories :) (and I need feedback pls)

Angry

Hyunjin x f!reader x fam member!Felix

CW: cuss words, angst-ish, established relationship, kissing (lmk if I missed smth)

Summary: You started to spend much time with Felix, your cousin and childhood best friend, which made your boyfriend Hyunjin think you're cheating on him.

Two months.

Two months of "and then Felix said..." "Felix and I..." "Look, me and Felix..." And it was really getting to Hyunjin. Who was that Felix you were always talking about - more so, how was he connected to you? You never mentioned having an Aussie friend or Family from Australia, so he must be... No, you wouldn't do that. You wouldn't cheat on him. Right?

Upon arriving home, he finds you're alone, lying on the couch and rewatching some kid's movies. "Hey love" he greets, bending over the headrest of the couch and giving you a peck on the head. "Hey babe" you say back, simultaneously struggling to get out of the burrito you turned yourself into with the blanket to greet him properly. Having successfully gotten the blanket off you, you go to hug him. He did hug back, but it felt like it's forced. "Please don't hug me." He spoke, and it confused you. Had you done something wrong? Was there something bothering him? "Is... Is something wrong?" You ask, backing off.

For a moment, he contemplates if he should tell you. Thinking of the right words to express what exactly he means, because sometimes you guys got into stupid arguments over misunderstandings and he wanted you to get his point, he told:

"I think so, yes. You spent so much time with that Felix dude and I feel like you forgot me! Like, I'm your boyfriend, you're supposed to spend your time with me and not some other dude! And I tried to be patient with you but It really pisses me off! It's been two months! Eight weeks! And in those weeks I had you to myself like 3 hours each day, sleeping excluded! I fucking miss you and you're just out and about with some stupid hookup you failed to hide!"

With each word, he turned more and more angry. I mean, could he be blamed? He kept it all to himself, all the frustration about rarely ever seeing you, the frustration and jealousy of you always talking about that other boy, the sadness that you seemingly forgot about you guys relationship.

You were surprised by his mad attack. Had you really failed to tell him that Felix was someone you grew up with? Oh right, you hadn't even told him you'd lived in Australia.

"Listen, Hyunjin I can expl-"

"NO! You're just some damn whore! Am I not enough??" And with that, he stormed off.

When he came back, first thing he did was apologize. "I'm sorry my love, I really just thought Felix was a fling you had or something.." "It's okay Jinnie, I get it. Just let me explain next time, yeah?" He hummed in response and looked at you with puppy eyes, which meant he wanted hugs and/or kisses, and you were happy to give him both. "Now, let's get those cupcakes and their frosting going, shall we?"

~~~~~~~

Taglist: @mythicmochi @tr-mha-fan @pretty-blkgirl

[dnfao3tags]

Monthly Fic Roundup - January 2024

starting the new year off with a bunch of bangers!

make sure to leave some love :]

— things that stand to reason by tippysleeps (expl. | comp. | 4k) ; alpha x alpha

And then he’s coasting past twenty, and he’s trying hard not to imagine Dream as some faceless alpha who would grip his hips and fuck him like he’s chasing George’s approval. And then he’s almost twenty-one, and he wakes feeling like his whole body is on fucking fire, and his cock is leaking all over his sheets, and he starts rutting into the mattress like it’s the only thing he knows how to do. And he’s a fucking alpha. And the world crashes down around him.

— moss and porcelain by pondsofkoi (gen | comp. | 1k) ; scar fic

“Can I look at your scar?”

— Him Whom My Soul Loves by definitelynotczargasm (expl. | comp. | 61k) ; 18th century!george x modern!dream

DNF Time Travel AU

note: was published in nov but it was completed in this month so im gonna include it anyways!

— Remember When by minecraftsteve42 (mat. | comp. | 24k) ; jealous!george

Dream starts dating again and George realizes he's not over the fling they had. Can they repair their relationship or did they ruin it forever?

— private religion by 21questions (teen | comp. | 8k) ; band au

The European leg of Dream's tour brings a little more than just revenue and jet lag.

— Omission by VeggieHarumaki (mat. | comp. | 8k) ; siren!george

There has been a warning on every community board, every public building, and every post in this town for as long as Dream can remember. Do not speak to the siren.

— hanging out in my room by nervouswaltz (gen | comp. | 3k) ; milo shits the bed

“And you can’t sleep in the guest house?” Dream deflates, pathetic.

— stay the night by cqfnce (teen | comp. | 3k) ; milo shits the bed

inconveniences and idiots in love

— let it flood, let it flood by sappymix1 (mat. | comp. | 3k) ; established relationship

it's a new year, and they shower.

— Somewhere on a Plane Over the Atlantic by Scoops (consciousness_streaming) (teen | comp. | 3k) ; coda to Curse and Cure of the Internet

George wakes up ready to move to America with a "Right Hand Man" downloaded on his phone.

— love you always by hardtofindneuro (expl. | comp. | 56k | cancer fic but not mcd)

George takes care of Dream. I have cancer. Those three words changed George’s life.

— that got weird by dizzy (mat. | comp. | 1k) ; dreamnap bonding

Dream and Sapnap wait for George to get home.

— The Remedy to Everything by Simplysmitten (expl. | wip | 22k+) ; omegaverse + fwb + meetup

After nearly a year of waiting for his visa, George is finally allowed to go home. Home, meaning a house in Florida that was already inhabited by his two best friends, Dream and Sapnap. Being an omega, George feared what trouble moving in with two alphas could potentially create. He never expected that trouble would come in the form of soft curls and green eyes, sparking something irreversible inside himself.

— we need to talk by womanhunt, wooowriter (mat. | comp. | 7k) ; sapnap-centred + secret relationship

Sapnap is an oblivious idiot.

— More Convenient (An Arrangement of Sorts) by Simplysmitten (expl. | comp. | 7k) ; fwb

Dream can't get off without having a partner to please, but luckily for him, George just moved to America. (also they are idiots in love they are so dumb and so in love but not in an angsty way just a "they're so stupid" way)

— pride (n.): undefined. by Anonymous (gen | comp. | 4k) ; sexuality related + demisexual demiromantic gnf

“D’you wanna go to Pride with me?” Dream asks, out of the blue, on a Tuesday like any other. George looks up, putting a stop to his mindless scrolling and letting his phone fall by his hip on the mattress. Dream is looking at him, expectant, with a brow arched so high it nears his hairline. George isn’t sure he heard him right.

— I Read My Self-Insert Fanfiction to My Boyfriend by thiswasamistake (teen | comp. | 2k) ; established relationship

Dream and George watch and read Percy Jackson together.

[atomic-rattz]

IM GONNA GET YOU ANON TAKE HE ANON OFF IM GONNA GET YA YOUR CHEEKS GLUE THEM TOGETHER IM GOING TO FIND YOU AND EXPL

[choism]

YOU MEAN I FOUND AN ATEEZ BLOG THAT ALSO DOES ONE PIECE?? LAW CONTENT? AND SAN CONTENT?? ON THE SAME BLOG??? IM GOING TO EXPL- 🤯

(Also congrats on reaching a big milestone!!)

YEAH WELL THE BRAINWORMS ARE TAKING OVER OKAY LMAOOOOO (the deathgrip law has on me rn and i havent even watched alabasta arc yet 😭) and ty !!!!!!

[amugoffandoms]

hi mug :))

remember that ddlc stream?? you asked (actually I asked but whatever) and I delivered (the only one who took action smh)

anyways. ddlc x milgram am i right??

(i got too lazy to draw it digitally but I might do it at some point)

sayori is kinda similar to mappi in terms of personality,,, 👉👈 if yuri looks similar to yuno and sayori is similar to mappi,,,what do u think abt the others??

LEE AHMFKGJFLGG LEEE THAMKKUCUCOCIHVFJFIGG DDLC X MILGRAM EXPLDODEJKGJT

JM HOLDING THE IM HOLDING TJEM IM HOLDING THEM (EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPL)

OH AND i posted this in the server but it was a rough sketch JDJJFGF

NATSUKI AND MONIKA UM!!! Very good question hmm

Monika kinda reminds me of Shidou or Mikoto only because those two had something severe happen to them that created a snowball effect to cause their murders. I think it's more so on Shidou's side because Shidou was selfish and desperate to save his family that he didn't care about the means to go about it (during the moment, at least.)

Natsuki is. . . Um Fuuta. OKAY HEAR ME OUT. I know they're pretty aggressive but they also seem to have a small soft spot! Plus, they also want to be good enough for others, like Natsuki and her interests. In Side Stories, she's often belittled for her interests and she hates that. (Her old friend group is also bad as fuck so!!!!) They both don't want to be perceived as weak. They just want to be seen as who they are!

[stupidbeecandle]

Families are weird. I just spent the day with mine for a birthday ( not mine). We decided to keep things tame and just play some board games. I am wearing a full witch cosplay as I have every day for the last 5 years.

I had to restrain my 60 year old father after he climbed on and teabagged my husband. My mom is cheering the madness on with explatives with the drama and force of every shakespearean actor ever to take the stage. My husband is impressed by her tone and delivery, enough that he forgets the feeling of my dads old man nuts.

Everyone is entirely sober. A relative has taken their shirt off and is twirling it over her head in order to explain what vladamir putin looks like. Two people are having a screaming match over whether or not phineas gage could beat hillary clinton in a fight. Team phineas says that he has kept the railroad spike. Team Hillary points out that Hillary would fight dirty.

Something has peed on a chair cushion. Im pretty sure it was someones pet. I am not certain. I decide that it doesnt really matter since Ill clean it the same either way.

Actoss the room my uncle is talking about the good old days with his partner of over 45 years who openly calls him daddy. They are discussing getting "pup" a new porche for being a good boy.

Another area still is a trailmix station where people are quietly eating a selection of pretzels and dried fruits, occasionally lighting up and pointing a snack out to the others.

This is the chillest family get together Ive had in ages. Things went to shit for awhile after the last matriarch died and folks vied for power trying to decide what money and resources went where. Who would call the shots, and how conservative vs how liberal different households should lean The family agrees that I am going to be the new matriarch and make important family decisions because "it just makes sense, we all think you're a good fit and youre old enough now and usually end up taking the role anyway". My family is weird and has a heirarchical structure, atypical beliefs, atypical traditions, and a concept of "acceptable" that would break nearly anyones boundaries.

I think about how people in my training program think Im weird and wild and unpredictable. I have just learned that the all-autistic borderline cult I grew up in has just elected me its new leader. Im sure someone is going to "and then everybody clapped" this, but shit is weird and Im kind of excited to see where things are going to go from here.

[girl-eat-girl]

*one critical thought begins to slowly manifest in my brain* oh. Oh god . Oh no, oh god . Someone . Someone help me oh my god . I am reaching my capacity im going to expl

[badh6bit]

*°:⋆ₓₒ bloodsucker

synopsis: shu yamino’s identity as a vampire is nearly exposed because of a tomato.

content: drabble (?) , vampire!shu , they’re in highschool , no shipping , ft luca ike and mysta (sorry kindreds 😔) , shu is in fact NOT a bloodsucker , shu is a vampire fruit bat , crack fic kinda?? , not proofread , im writing for their personas/characters NOT the actual people

shu and his family have been living amongst humans for hundreds and hundreds of years now, without any suspicions surrounding them. they have been one of the longest surviving vampire families and they plan to keep it that way. they are extremely cautious of vampire hunters and must move to the next city immediately to avoid being caught.

this is how shu ended up in his new high school, and surprisingly, he had an easy time adjusting. he made friends quickly, aced nearly every assignment and test given (ignoring the fact that he’s hundreds of years old uhh..), and participates in extra curricular activities.

things were going smooth for shu! until one day he decided to invite ike, mysta and luca over to finish a school project together.

it was the afternoon and the four boys looked as if they could faint any moment. luca had wrapped a towel around his neck to keep him from sweating, ike definitely wore a turtle neck on the wrong day and mysta was using his textbook as a fan

“jeez shu where’s you air conditioner?!” mysta groaned as he started to fan himself aggressively. despite being vampires, shu’s family couldn’t afford an air conditioner. instead, his mother bought a cheap electrical fan she found in a run-down furniture store.

seeing the three of them suffering from the extreme heat in his room started to make shu thirsty. i think there’s tomatoes in the fridge, he thought, ill try to excuse myself to get some.

“maybe there’s a better working fan in the living room somewhere,” shu smiled, trying hard not to make it look like he was lying, “i’ll be back in a second.”

shu stood up from the floor and walked out of his room, he could hair mysta’s pleas to hurry as he shut the door.

shu made his way over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. inside, he found one last tomato left. finally! he plopped himself in front of the open fridge and sank his fangs into the ripe tomato. if this wasn’t one of the best feelings ever, shu didn’t know what was. but soon this relaxing moment for shu would be over in seconds, as-

“hey shu! have you se-“ luca walks into the kitchen, stopping as he sees shu sat on the floor. awkwardly, shu turns his head around meeting his gaze. oh frick. the red juice from the pierced tomato dribbles down his chin and onto the tiled floor.

the loudest shriek ever made resonates around the room as luca began scrambling back. “SHU WHAT THE HELL??” his high pitched squealing combined with the most ear piercing yell alerted both mysta and ike into the kitchen.

“WHAT’S GOING ON?” mysta exclaims, ike following right behind him. luca’s arm trembles as he points towards shu’s direction, “sh-shu..he-“

“SPEAK DAMMIT-“

“HE’S A VAMPIRE!!”

the room goes silent for a few seconds.

shu sighs as he slowly stood up from the floor, placing the tomato back into its confines and closing the door shut. he walks towards the three other boys slowly in a calm manner, “listen, i can expl-“ shu is cut off by both mysta and luca’s screams as they desperately held onto each other for support.

oh come on.

ike groans loudly at the pair’s idiocy and turns towards them, “are you guys kidding iTS TOMATO JUICE!” the room, for the second time, goes silent for nearly a minute. it almost seemed like time had stopped

their blown out eyes began to relax as they slowly let go of each other.

“uh yeah, i-i was just kidding!”

“i totally knew that?!”

ike rubs his temples as he looks back at shu in shame, “i’m so sorry shu, these two are so dramatic.” shu smiles while shaking his head, “nah, you guys are good.”

thank you, ike! shu silently cheers as the boys head back into his room.

“did you at least get the fan, shu?”

“nope!”

after about 20 more minutes of studying and hard work between the group, the boys were ready to head back home. shu waved the others goodbye as the three of them turned the street.

phew, i’m so glad that didn’t escalate too quick, shu thought to himself as he leaned against the doorframe, i should play valorant.

and with that, shu’s totally normal average teenager life can continue without any slip-ups!

i think.

author’s note(s): small fic for almost Halloween?.!.?.? i was inspired by the official art of vampire shu he looks so cool OMGGGG hope ygs liked it even tho it’s a little rushed.. 👍👍