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analysis (; ā hashira men
Authorās Note: took this not-actually-a-prompt and got carried away heh... š
analysis (; ā hashira men
Himejima Gyomei x Reader, Iguro Obanai x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader
Word Count: ~2,200
CW: 18+NSFW, degrading language, explicit language, Fem!Reader, oral, spit, squirting
Thirst Fulfilled: I NEED someone to settle an argument between me and a friend-
Do you think sanemi has a big [redacted]-
Because I KNOW he is packing a huge one.
Ps Iām sorry but I donāt know who else to ask š
~faqs~
Update as of 12 May 2023: A foreword that these headcanons are first and foremost indulgent !! š They are not intended to be realistic. Theyāre supposed to be fun. Hot. š„µ Within the realm of possibility, but not ~normal. š
Dick so big it has him blushing š¤
āI mean, cāmon: Look at him š³
That being said, itās also very pretty ā not monstrous or scary (besides its size heh)
A nice, rounded head that oozes precum throughout foreplay, sensitive and rosy pink as you flick your tongue across it, thick and heavy balls tightening at the breathy moan in your throat
A delicate vein curves from its base to the underside of the tip, thankfully not too pronounced, bc itāll stretch you out enough regardless
Speaking of stretchā¦
Your fingers can barely wrap around its girth ā itās much easier to drool and lap at the shaft than commit to anything close to deep throating (unless your jaw staminaās through the roof š)
Doesnāt exactly groom himself, but that isnāt too much of an issue since itās not like his pubic hairās getting in your way too often (re: dick too huge to regularly deepthroat)Ā
As for length, Gyomeiās in the ball park of ~reasonable (10 inches when erect), but it still requires a hell of a lot of prep before youāre fully seated on his cock, ass flush against his flexed thighs while large, sweaty hands grip your hips in a feeble attempt to restrain himself from immediately thrusting into your dimly throbbing cervix
āThis okay?ā he murmurs, thumbs pressing firmly into the softness of your skin, low groan caught in his chest at the suffocating heat of your pussy, your shaky, faintly pained breaths keeping his desire in check
āTake as much time as you need,ā as you use his stomach to steady yourself, muscles rippling beneath your palms
āYou feel wonderful,ā whispered gentlyāpatient as everāeven as he longs to raise your trembling body up and almost off of his cock, only to fuck the air out of your lungs w/ a single, smooth drop of your wanton weight, unsuspecting wail music to his ears as you convulse in orgasm at the overwhelming pressure of his cock stuffing your puffy walls
Obanaiās closer to average, but he isnāt small (at least, his dick isnāt š #short king)
Def a grower, slim, veiny shaft elongating (to ~6 inches) as you stroke him w/ a practiced flick of your wrist
Not exactly related to his dick, but he also def growls during foreplay, needy and eager to melt into you and to ruin you ā just depends on his mood, yanno?
His head is the kind of head that you almost wanna chomp š¤, all squishy, bulbous, and fat, quickly reddening and weeping precum, making a mess of your fingers
Perfect lubrication for touching yourself while sucking him off, gleam in his eyes at how filthy you are
Typically canāt be bothered to trim his pubic hair, but it doesnāt get especially long anyway ā more so coarse and curly
His shaft doesnāt stretch you out significantly, sliding easily into your slick heat, hovering above you as his hands keep your legs parted widely, āYou like being splayed out for me, hm?ā pinching lightly at your inner thigh, grinning smugly as you whimper contently, āMy precious plaything.ā
But it (his shaft) does have a wicked, upward curve, tip grinding firm and repetitive against the spongy bundle of nerves deep in your pussy
And its veins š¤¤
What he lacks in girth, he makes up for in texture
Plus, Obanai 11/10 fucks aggressive and erratic, pubic bone flush to your clit, friction delicious and constant as he thrusts full force into your hole, sweat dripping from his brow onto your clavicle, his eyes narrowed in lust and passion, balls slapping sticky against your asshole, less concerned about hurting you since heās aware that he isnāt ~the biggest guy on the block
Altho, if heās tired, then he lowkey enjoys you on top, edging him w/ every slow and steady undulation of your hips, your tits pressed warm and hot to his chest as he clings to you and the squelch of your cunt
For whatever reason, my immediate thought was: Raging! Hard! On! šš
Kyojuroās absolutely packing, but still decently proportionate to his stature (177cm aka 5ā10ā)
āBc, contrary to porn-pular belief, comically large dicks hurt šš
8 inches erect, and a sizeable bulge when flaccid
āNever thought Iād use this term, bc (imo) itās hot when Iām horny, but š„“ when Iām ~sober šā¦
BREEDER BALLS
As much as Kyojuro loves worshiping your pussy, he might love when you worship his balls more š¤
You kissing, sucking, licking his balls while he jerks himself off = 100% orgasm guarantee
Drooling on his shiny, reddening tip, your spit trickling down between his fingers, making a mess of your lips as you return to fondling his balls w/ your mouth?
110% orgasm guarantee
Prefers cumming on your tits, btw ā will stave off his orgasm until you can get ~in position āŗļø
Nothing like an even messier round two š
Bc, ofc, he is more than happy to reciprocate the pleasure š
W/ enough girth to warrant a gradual sinking (vs an abrupt thrust to the hilt), his shaft fills you breathless, its last couple of inches just barely fitting into your heat
āCanāt believe youāre already hard again,ā you giggle delightedly, eyes hazy as he smears his cum across your nipple, throbbing head pressing deeper into your pussy, āYouāre insatiable, I swear.ā
A heady groan is his only response, gaze bright and attentive as always, reaching for your hand, dipping your thumb into his cum splatter, tasting himself on your skin as he maintains eye contact
āFuck,ā you gasp, pussy clenching at his nonchalance, tongue swiping subconsciously along your bottom lip
āTaste?ā he offers, enthusiastic tone muted by the determined pressure of him lapping at your other nipple, his cum bitter and warm as he kisses you sloppy and needy, grip gentle on your jaw as he inhales your scent
And then you whisper Umai!
One word: brutal šµāš«
Not bc heās ridiculously hung (i.e. Gyomei), but bc heās ridiculously good (at using his dick)
āI actually headcanon Sanemi being a ~bashful virgin (sex can be intimate, and intimacy can be scary, but he loves you, so if that means being soft and scared w/ youā¦ then heās willing to go there š„ŗš¤), buuut once heās comfortable/well practiced?
āššš
Not much of a show-er when flaccid (and absolutely, positively shriveled when cold š), but an ideal 7 inches when erect w/ girth in between Gyomei and Kyojuro (slimmer than Gyo, thicker than Kyo)
His tip seems to get ~angrier the longer you tease him, going from an almost cute pink to an engorged, lustful red ā def the hardest part about fitting him in your pussy, breath catching every time he finally slips into your dripping hole
Which, he has to get you dripping before attempting to penetrate, or at least use lube, bc rushed sex + his dick = not super enjoyable
Alternatively, heāll facefuck you to get his dick wet enough for your pussy, 7 inches manageable, albeit veering on unpleasant, your nails digging into his flexed ass as he shoves himself languid and satisfied into your mouth, head twitching and leaking precum down the back of your throat whenever you gag on his length
āWatch your teeth,ā he grunts lowly, tugging warningly at your hair, swallowing a moan as his cock muffles your whimper, eyes watering at his roughness, āDonāt make me gag and choke you,ā calloused fingers brushing soothinglyāpromisinglyāat your neck
In terms of pubic hair, he keeps it neatly trimmed, but not clean shaven: he likes hearingāseeingāthe filthy mess of your saliva, tears, and precum as he fucks up and into your pussy
āIs this fast enough for you?ā he snarls, your body balanced precariously atop his pelvis, grip nearly bruising on your hips as he smirks knowingly, āObviously not,ā pace frenzied as you moan raggedly, āIf youāre still moaning like a whore, then it isnāt fast enough.ā
Feet shifting beneath him in search of a different angle, grin triumphant and deadly as you shout silently, head tilted backward, tits bouncing in mesmerizing sync w/ his thrusts
āThere we go,ā he murmurs, balls tightening at your fucked out expression, āThereās my perfect cunt, squeezing all pathetic and hopeless around my cock,ā stamina never ending, pussydrunk on the feeling of you, āCanāt wait for you to cum on my cock, gonna make this cunt so fucking sloppy.ā
The prettiest dick š
āIk I mentioned Gyomeiās dick being pretty too, but Giyuu takes pretty to another lvl š„ŗ
Aka Giyuu has the Goldilocks Cockā¢ š
Just shy of 7 inches, w/ thin veins that curl neat and yummy around his shaft ā which, btw, is thick enough to have you pushing on his shoulders Slowly, p-please as the tip catches on your entrance, his eyes hooded and glassy as he ignores you in favor of thrusting in further SorryĀ not sorry at all You feel so g-good
A faint shudder trembles down his spine, pooling in his groin, traveling along his girth, head twitching in the viscous grip of your heat
Maintains a tidy patch of pubic hair, delicate happy trail tantalizing and subtle whenever he stretches š„±
As for his ballsā¦ once again: Goldilocks Ballsā¢ š¤¤
Optimally sized for sucking into your mouth, hanging beautifully even, downy hairs tickling your nose as he cups the back of your head, quiet groans spilling from his cherry bitten lips as you glance toward his fluttering lashes, your vision obscured by the muscle of his tensed inner thigh
Giyuuās fave position?Ā
āfor these headcanons, at least š
Cowgirl š¤ #yee #haw
Your pussy clings to his shaft like a greedy vice, creamy essence smearing from your swollen folds to his lower abdomen, tits presented as you arch backward, using his legs to steady yourself as you fuck yourself on his (perfect) cock
āTouch yourself,ā he demands softly, spreading your asscheeks w/ surprisingly cool hands, easily supporting your weight, eyes closing at the satisfying smack of your skin bouncing against his
āTouch yourself till you cum,ā his biceps hardly straining as you chase your orgasm, rhythm smooth and delectable, āI want to feel you fall apart,ā murmured slick and gentle, in stark contrast to the lewd squish of his balls tapping your asshole
āCāmon sweetheart, fall apart for me, so gorgeous on my cock, love feeling you gush all over me.ā
āI pondered long and hard about Tengenās dick (both puns intended š¤)
āLemme organize my thoughts for a secā¦
āGirth (from wide to slim): Gyomei, Tengen, Sanemi, Kyojuro, Giyuu, Obanai
āLength (from long to ~short): Gyomei, Tengen, Kyojuro, Sanemi, Giyuu, Obanai
In other words, as the second tallest, Tengen also happens to be the second biggest š
āI initially considered putting him behind Kyo in terms of length, but 198cm aka 6ā6ā vs 177cm aka 5ā10ā... the math just wouldnāt have mathed š
Erect, Tengen measures a solid 9 inches, and if Obanaiās dick is veiny, then Tengenās dick = veins GALORE šµ
āEven my dick is flashy! šā āIt has āØdecorāØ!ā
His shaft bends slightly downward (blame gravity ā his dickās so fucking heavy š), so certain positions can be a bit tricky, but damn if he doesnāt rearrange your insides š¤Ŗ
Def enjoys being the center of attention, fucking slow and confident into your stretched out hole, dirty talk muffled by Makioās thighs as he maintains a steady rhythm licking her folds, Hinaās index finger slim and practiced as she stimulates your clit, Sumaās tongue gliding wet and hot against Tengenās taint
āWhat was that?ā Makio coos, eyes twinkling as she grinds firmly onto Tengenās mouth, āWe canāt understand you dear,ā squealing when he smacks her tits, āYou seem a bit preoccupied, try speaking up.ā
āS-shit,ā you gasp, gripping Hinaās hand, pressure building as Tengen thrusts sharply into you, āD-donāt encourage him Makio,ā whining as Hina latches onto your nipple, sucking lightly
āWhy not?ā Makio giggles, ass wiggling playfully, āCanāt take it?ā knowing all too well that, ultimately, your pussyās paying the price for her teasing
āHm, youāre so messy babe,ā Suma sighs contently, pausing her ministrations to kiss Tengenās thigh, lips shiny w/ spit and your essence, āSeems like you want Makio to encourage him.ā
Hina nods in agreement, eyes narrowed devilishly, twisting your other nipple, āHer clitās throbbing,ā spoken w/ unbearable casualness, āI think sheās going to cum.ā
āAre you going to cum?ā Tengen asks conversationally, finally taking a breath from Makioās pussy, engorged tip twitching in your cunt, āIāve hardly ruined you, and youāre already spasming on my cock.ā
āT-tengen,ā you whimper, clenching at his taunting tone, falling forward, cheek smooshed into Makioās back, āSo fucking d-deep,ā stuttering as the new angle forces his fat head flush to the entrance of your cervix
āThink we can get her to squirt?ā Tengen hums smugly, a hypothetical question, really, as you begin convulsing, pussy gushing messily onto his stomach, Hinaās hand glistening, ignoring your meek mewls of T-too much! as she continues rubbing your clit, Suma lapping at your cum as it coats Tengenās balls, trickling between his asscheeks
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Astro Notes- 21
Aqua Venusās love style is NOT distant & aloof. If they are distant with you or u donāt know where u stand with them 9 times out of 10 they are very uninterested. When they find that one weirdo (cuz they love unconventionals) they are so romantic and clingy. When they find their person its usually their best friend & they do everything together. I think people assume their love nature is distance because thatās how they treat most people but once they find that person itās nothing like that at all. Theyāre just really specific & will ice out anything they donāt vibe with. They are really flirty when they have a crush.
Gemini mars are normally amazing with their hands , if uk what I mean šš
Venus in Libras are really amazing party planners. They are really artistically talented when it comes to decorating & hosting social events. They know how to make their environment aesthetically pleasing & make others comfortable in the process.
Sagittarius risings have really loud laughs. Theyāre those people that when someone says a joke their laugh is usually funnier than the joke š
Cancer risings are always victimizing themselves. If underdeveloped this can be one of the most manipulative cancer placements.
Cancers and Taurus always end up together.
Moon in Scorpios can like attention just as much (if not more) than Leoās. This may sound really shocking given how reserved this sign usually is. But I notice these people really shine in the spotlight. Most really big celebrities have their Moon in Scorpio.
Venus in Taurus love when people put a lot of thought in when buying/making them gifts. They value sentimental things that you canāt just buy anywhere like a knitted blanket, or art you made, pottery, jewelry etc. they like to know you really pay attention to their interests compared to just getting something name branded or a gift card.
Libra risings are always talking about their exes (they normally have a lot of them) they will always randomly bring them up in convos saying how certain things remind them of their exes. It can get a little annoying sometimes š
Aries Venusās tend to not mind being single for long periods of time. Iāve seen this placement never marry or wait really late to finally decide. They are very independent by nature and itās usually difficult to keep their attention for the long term. Their flame burns bright in the beginning just for it to burn out just as fast. They need a partner who will keep them on their toes constantly. This can be challenging however because they despise things that become to āstableā & ādullā which is why many just stay single. I also notice the women enjoy flirting & talking to men who are taken or married? I have no idea why but I always see women with this placement in that kinda predicament at-least once in their life. Their need for excitement I believe causes them to go for men that are taken for a sorta āchallengeā. (This usually never ends well or how they wanted however).
Neptune in the 10th house people can be confused on what career path to take or can have very delusional unrealistic expectations for their careers. (Ex: wanting to be a famous NFL quarterback but never really practices for it). HOWEVER once they do finally decide on a path people can completely idolize these people to an almost worshipping degree. (I believe Jesus Christ has his Neptune in the 10th house). They can be amazing religious/spiritual leaders as well.
A lot of cult leaders have Pluto in the 11th house. These people can also have a very worshipping fan group if they get big in whatever theyāre into but their followers have a darker more intense vibe than Neptune in the 10ths. People can easily be obsessed with these people and will do a lot of irrational things to please them. They can persuade people to do anything.
Lilith conjunct ascendant in synastry can be very scary sometimes. The Lilith person will do anything for the ascendant person even if it could ruin their life. Lilith becomes almost hypnotized by the ascendant person. Gypsy rose Blanchard and her bf at the time Nick had this aspect. Nicks Lilith was conjunct her ascendant & she was able to convince him to murder her mother.
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Astro Observations ā¤ļøāš„āØ
Side note: Again, donāt take this seriously this is only based on my opinion. Enjoy š»
āØ Leo women with earth or water venus are literally the sweetest people they are the ones who are very considerate of other peopleās feelings (you guys are sweethearts š„¹)
āØ Water suns with water mars are literally the most sensitive and short tempered people like I am actually scared for you guys š
āØ Virgo with libra placements or Libra with virgo placements are very very picky on aesthetic and are perfectionist the struggle is real (and yes I am one of them š„“)
āØ Sagittarius men with capricorn placements are really the player like they always got girls flocking to them like birds they always get girls attentions and yes they are charming š„µ
āØ Scorpio mars with another scorpio mars donāt get along unless theres other good placement between them (Iāve experienced this so many times)
āØ Libra mars are actually problematic they always have bone to pick with someone and yes they tend to manipulate people to get what they want š
āØ People with sun opposite/square mars are very competitive and always the one to pick fights with somebody (they are the bullies)
āØ While people with sun conjunct mars are very transparent and have anger issues they really need to put their energy into a good use
āØ Yes gemini venus are players but only the smart and interesting people can keep them for longer š¤·š»āāļø
āØ Taurus venus arenāt loyal as they seem because Iāve seen people with this placement with so many partners and a cheater š©š©
āØ Women with cancer mars are the most temperamental compare to men with cancer mars
āØ Taurus moons love them virgo suns yes they like them maybe we give them comfort? š„¹
āØ Yes its true Taurus men are really into other earth women especially capricorn women they always in a long lasting relationship together
āØ 12th house synastry is real guys dreaming about the person you have in the 12th house is real you always will dream about them at some point šŖ
āØ 9th house synastry is actually good for traveling together and yes also spiritual awakening
āØI know a scorpio rising when I see one they eyes are so dark and pitch black and they appearance can look scary too š
āØ as a Libra venus Iām always attracted to men with cancer mars like they is always sexual tension or hatred going on š®āšØ
āØand yes Libra moon/venus wants a pretty or handsome partner so if you not good enough for them they donāt care about you
āØPeople with 8th house in personal planet are literally the sweetest people I know they been through alot š¤š¤
āØGemini suns with cancer venus/mars are literally the most caring and sweetest people around
#astro notes#astro observations#astrology#astrology community#astrology notes#astrology placements#gemini sun#libra venus#capricorn#leo placements#cancer#cancer mars#venus signs#virgo placements#12th house synastry
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our beloved summer | jjk (07)
You made a vow to hate Jeon Jungkook ever since he packed up and left you without a single explanation, but when he shows up at your door after years of radio silence, it turns out that maybe your resolve isnāt as strong as you thought.
pairing: producer!jungkook x songwriter!reader genre/warnings: exes au, fluff, angst, eventual smut, swearing, mentions of oc's mother because we know girlie is hella traumatized, mentions of drinking, mentions of an almost physical fight, abandonment issues, jk forgets to practice safe driving for 2 seconds, and uhmmm kissing š¤«, anddd that cliffhanger? š rating: 18+ (minors dni) word count: 10.8k note (1): this is the longest it has taken me to update obs and i do feel pretty guilty about that. but it's finally here now and this is one of the chapters that i'm the most nervous about posting. massive thanks to @daechwitatamic and @/wintaerbaer (edited 2024: crossed out but not removed bc even tho she plagiarized obs afterward, she did beta this for me so i guess i still gotta give her that lmfao) for beta-ing this for me or else i would've screamed cried thrown up and scrapped the whole thing, and to @jeonwiixard for being a wonderful cheerleader as i was writing this, and to everyone in my beloved obs discord server for always being so sweet and kind and putting a smile on my smile every day since the server was created. also to my sunshine āļø for introducing me to the song mentioned below bc HELLO is it not just one of the most obs coded songs ever. love you all my babies <3
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Somewhere in the multiverse There's a me and you that works We never fuck it up We're out there still in love Somewhere in the multiverse Maybe that's enough
multiverse - Maya Manuele ft. PEMRBOKE
Sometimes, whenever you look up at the moon at night, you wonder if Jungkook is doing the same thing.
Even when you fall out of love with someone, it still hurts. It hurts because you once loved them so much it felt like the sky would collapse if you couldnāt be with them. It hurts because the love wasnāt taken from you, but rather it started slipping away on its own, more and more each day until you realize youāre holding onto nothing when there once was everything.
You canāt say that youāre too familiar with that kind of hurt though. Youāve never fallen out of love before.
You donāt think Jungkook is too familiar with it either, at least not when he left you.
You wonder if he thinks about you from time to time and gets sad. You think he does, because you know that he loved you. Something ended for him too. The memories that you shared were his memories too.
You hope that itās painful for him whenever thoughts of you cross his mind, because that would mean that he cares. That a part of him still cares.
And if he still cares, then he might come back.
Despite the front that you try to parade around, there is a part of you that will always leave your heart vacant for him, regardless of whether or not he would return. Itās a scary thought, one that you would rather avoid at all costs, one that says there will be no one that you love more than you loved Jungkook. Maybe there canāt be another person that you will love at all.
You can come back quietly, like the wind slipping through the crack I leave in the window at night; or you can announce your return resoundingly like a sudden downpour quenching the summer heat. I donāt care. I kept your side of the bed empty and warm, waiting for you to come back. Hoping that you would come home.
[08:47] Yoongi: sure you donāt want me to drive you there? [08:48] Yoongi: i can pick you up in 30 [08:52] You: positive š¤§ i told you i already booked the train. itās only 4 hours away [08:53] You: iāll survive, yoongs [08:55] Yoongi: did you not watch Train To Busan? [08:56] You: ? [08:57] Yoongi: what if thereās a zombie apocalypse [09:00] You: yoongi if thereās a zombie apocalypse, how is your CONVERTIBLE supposed to keep me safe [09:01] Yoongi: iāll put the roof up [09:02] You: stop talking [09:02] You: please stop talking. [09:03] Yoongi: š”š”š” [09:03] You: š [09:03] You: gotta get dressed now though. iāll see u when i get back? :) [09:05] Yoongi: fine [09:06] Yoongi: safe travels. text me when you get there :)
You plop onto your bed with a sigh, glancing at the bag thatās already packed and sitting near your wardrobe, lonely. You stay like that for a while, contemplating whether or not you should bail at the very last minute.
It was not on your bingo card that youād be here, agonizing over your ex-boyfriendās brotherās wedding. Nope. Absolutely no one saw it coming.
For fuckās sake, why would they invite you to a wedding? A celebration of love? It feels like youāre being forced onto a prank show, just waiting for someone to jump out and scream in your face.
You learned that the wedding was for close friends and family only, so it would be a relatively small event, which makes it even more confusing why you were also asked to join. Maybe the world is changing too rapidly and youāre just a little old-fashioned for it, but you really donāt understand why your ex-boyfriendās family would want you there.
Taehyung and Jimin were invited too; theyāre Jungkookās best friends after all. Theyāre practically an extension of the family, Jungkookās brothers by choice. But Taehyung doesnāt come back from his work trip until the day of the wedding, and Jiminā¦ Well, he just doesnāt want to go to a Busan wedding in the middle of winter.
So why are you even going?
You couldāve declined. Said you couldnāt attend because the invitation came in so late. Made up a work trip or a family emergency. Thereās a plethora of excuses you couldāve used.
Or you couldāve simply said no. That wouldāve been perfectly fine too. No one would even need to ask why.
But maybe it was because his mother had customized the invite with her own handwriting in the back. You wouldāve missed it if you hadnāt spent hours meticulously studying the card like someone was going to quiz you. It wasnāt anything special - just We hope to see you there - but you think youād feel really bad to decline after sheād made the extra effort to ask you to come.
When you told Yoongi that you would be attending Jungkookās brotherās wedding, he didnāt seem upset. Still cool as a cucumber. Although if he was bothered by the announcement, you donāt think he wouldāve let it show. It did take him a minute to take it in, but then he just pecked your cheek and asked if you could bring a plus-one. You both knew that you wouldnāt even if that was an option.
Pushing your body off the bed, you drag yourself to the bathroom to splash some water on your face. Then sunscreen. Then change into the clothes youād already picked out last night. Your train doesnāt leave for another hour and fifteen minutes, but you want to be there at least twenty minutes early just in case. This is one of your only good habits.
You rub your eyes when you finally haul yourself outside, thinking you must still be dreaming because what is Jungkookās car doing here?
You blink a few times, expecting the vehicle to disappear in a puff of white smoke.
Spoiler alert: It doesnāt.
The car is in front of you, but the man is nowhere to be found.
You stand there dumbfoundedly, contemplating whether you should wait it out for a little bit to see if heās actually here. He comes running up to you a couple minutes later, holding two paper cups in his hands, one of them a chai latte. A memory youād buried long ago comes rushing to the surface. Itās too early for you to be feeling.
āHi,ā he says, his warm breath coming out in a huff of smoke in the crisp morning air.
āHi?ā you mutter dumbly when he trades the bag in your hand for the drink. Thereās a moment where youāre genuinely baffled, wondering if this is a memory reel playing right before your eyes. This is your Jungkook, wearing that same old smile whenever he used to come bounding up your dorm building so you could walk to the library together, where he would hang out with you during your shift if he didnāt have classes. āWhat are you doing here?ā
You donāt remember telling him what time your train was, so heād probably badgered it out of Taehyung or Jimin somehow.
āI thought I could drive us there,ā he says. āI texted you about it.ā
Well, that explains it. You donāt bother with his dozens of messages anymore. āOh, uhm, I already booked the train.ā
This doesnāt seem to faze him at all. āFree cancellation up to 15 minutes before departure.ā Jungkook grins, clearly eager despite your obvious reluctance. Itās too early for this, whatever the hell this is.
When you told him that you had RSVPād yes to the invitation, he was surprised that you even knew about the wedding. He even seemed nervous that day.
āWhat if Iād already left?ā you ask.
He blinks, then stammers like a confused child. Itās cute, and you have to mentally slap yourself over the head for even thinking that.
āThen Iād go after you.ā
How? you scoff internally. Unrealistic.
Regardless, not even an hour ago, you were declining Yoongiās offer to drive you there. Now, youāre standing here, in front of your ex-boyfriend, contemplating whether or not you should go with him.
āLetās go,ā he says after a minute. āWe donāt wanna be stuck in traffic.ā
āI havenāt said yes.ā Yet. āItās a 4-hour drive.ā
You donāt have to clarify what you mean. He understands it.
You both just stare at each other for a moment, the tension suddenly thickening with every passing second. Four hours on the road. Four hours alone in a car with Jungkook. Thatās about two hundred minutes more than you think you can handle.
Itās like he can see right through you. āDonāt think about it,ā he says, voice dropping lower. āItās just a weekend. Everything will still be here for you to think about when we get back.ā
In your head, it translates to: All of our shit will still be here when we get back. You can keep being mad at me then.
You hope thatās not true. You hope that when you get back, the things that keep you up at night will simply cease to exist. That in the two days youāll be gone, a genie will materialize and solve all your problems for you.
Either way, itās probably for the best that you arenāt mean to him this weekend. Youāre stuck with him for the next 48 hours or so; itāll only stress you out even more if you channel all of your energy into tormenting him. Besides, youāre already the ex girlfriend who has no place alongside his family. You donāt want to be the dark cloud raining on everyoneās parade too.
Maybe youād already made up your mind when you let him take the bag from you.
For the first half of the drive, you were unconscious.
Itās a useless superpower that you have, the ability to fall asleep anywhere - literally anywhere, including in the passenger seat of your ex-boyfriendās car while he escorts you to his hometown. Melatonin gummies manufacturers hate you.
You couldāve slept the whole drive, but around the second hour mark, you were startled awake when your body jostled forward, straining against your seatbelt uncomfortably. There was an arm trying to hold you back, despite the seatbelt having done its job well.
āFuck,ā Jungkook curses before he turns toward you, worry written all over his face. āIām sorry. Iām sorry, are you okay?ā
You blink, still half asleep. āIām okay,ā you say. The minivan that Jungkook almost rear-ended continues on its merry way, carrying what seems to be a family of five. āWhat happened?ā
He sighs, his outstretched arm retreating back to his side. āI got a bit distracted, thatās all.ā
You take in your surroundings then. Thereās barely any other cars in sight, no tacky billboard that sticks out like a sore thumb to catch your attention. Thereās just the freeway, stretching on empty for all you can see.
āBy what?ā you ask.
āNothing,ā he says. āGo back to sleep. Iāll wake you when we get there.ā
See, you have the superpower of falling asleep anywhere and everywhere, but once youāve been woken up, itās not as easy to fall back asleep.
That, and the fact that youāre hungry as shit.
You open your mouth, about to say no, about to offer to drive the rest of the way if Jungkook is tired, but your stomach doesnāt let you get a word out. It growls, filling the space of the car, making you want to chuck yourself out the fucking window and run all the way back to the city. This wouldnāt have happened had you taken the train, because if you had, there wouldāve been food services and no one would be subject to hearing your stomach sing like itās chewing out a small puppy in there. Life is nothing but an endless pit of embarrassment and despair.
Your arms hold themselves tighter around your frame, practically squeezing into your abdomen as you will it to please, please, please be quiet. Jungkook stares at you, and you can tell by the teeny tiny quirk of his lips that heās trying to bite back a smile. Heās relaxed, but thereās still something hesitant on his face. It takes him a minute before he finally throws the question out.
āDo you want to go to that guksu place that we used-ā that we used to go to, āyou know the place. The one thatās right off the freeway?ā
The sun is out today. The sky unfolds endlessly just outside the window, coloring blue everything your eyes land on. There are strips of clouds scattered here and there, like delicate strokes of white paint on an azure canvas. Even the winter cold has to soften.You bite into your cheek. Donāt think, thatās what he had told you.
Not much about this quaint restaurant has changed. The quirky decorations are still where they used to be, the windows still the same unique stained glass that you never came across anywhere else. You remember the elderly woman who runs the place, even if she doesnāt have a single clue who you are. The golden retriever you used to fawn over every time you stopped by, sits quietly by the door and watches the cars pass by, his fur now graying as weariness begins to settle into those old bones.
You wouldāve been displeased if the place had changed, because, well, you donāt like change. But then again, this familiarity is dangerous. It tricks you into thinking that everything is still the same, even you and him. Deludes you into believing that youāre still in love and that heāll walk out of here holding your hand.
Regardless, the first spoonful has you biting back a smile.
āHow is it?ā Jungkook asks.
It makes you feel all warm inside, and then a little sad, nostalgic.
āTastes just the same,ā you tell him simply.
āHmm.ā
He lets you satisfy your hunger in peace. Itās the least he can do anyway.
Thereās a wall near the back of the restaurant, where people could hang polaroids of themselves and cute handwritten notes. You think if you dig through the hundreds of photos scattered across the space, you might be able to find you and Jungkook there, if you two havenāt already been thrown out long ago to make room for new memories.
He pays for your food after youāre both finished, despite some protesting on your side. As you leave, youāre busy thinking that if you could have a moment to marvel at that far-back wall of memories, if you could find a photo of you and him there, you would probably sneak it into your coat pocket.
Itād be another thing to add to your pile of Jungkook memorabilia - the old clothes in the back of your closet, the stack of dusty polaroids at the bottom of your drawer. You wonder if he keeps anything of yours, maybe an old t-shirt that you forgot to take back. Itās probably unlikely, but a girl can hope.
You miss the way Jungkook glances back, thinking the exact same thing.
You survive the rest of the drive with more ease, probably because of the food. You spend most of the remaining 2 hours leaning against the window, humming to the radio, closing your eyes but not really sleeping. You even forget to be nervous about what is to come.
That is, until the car pulls up to the venue.
Itās absolutely gorgeous, and a lot bigger than you imagined - a modern beach house overlooking the waters. Itās not as extravagant as one would expect to see when they come to a wedding, but considering the small crowd in attendance, this is more than enough. You see people rush in and out of the place even from far away - planners, caterers, the bridesmaids and groomsmen, probably.
You feel a bit comforted just watching this. His family seems to be doing a lot better than before. Itās nice to know.
You barely make it out of the car before someone calls your name, and pulls you into a hug that knocks the wind out of you. Although, when you catch the scent of her hair, you instantly know who it is.
Parents usually have a scent thatās distinct to only their kids, a scent so cozy and homely that no perfume can ever mask. You can only describe your momās scent with a feeling, specifically the feeling of your chest tightening, tingling with a bittersweetness that you never found elsewhere.Ā
Strangely enough, Jungkookās mother has always made you feel the opposite. She makes you feel relieved to be in her embrace, like she accepts you for who you are even if all you are to her, at the end of the day, is a stranger.
You hug her back awkwardly, hesitantly, in front of Jungkookās dad, his brother Junghyun, and a girl you donāt know. You assume that sheās the bride-to-be, the main character whom this weekend revolves around. Sooji, you remember that was the name on the wedding invitation.
You get choked up suddenly, eyes turning glassy though you quickly blink it away. Youāre not sure if youāve had someone be so happy to see you. Bypassers might even think that you just found the cure for cancer.
For a second there, you wonder if your mere presence has ever made your mother this overjoyed.
You look at Jungkook for help, silently asking him to rescue you. Who else are you supposed to turn to if not him?
He understands that look. āOkay, mom,ā he says, entangling her arms from you with ease, āY/Nās tired from the drive. Letās let her rest, yeah? Iāll show her the room.ā
She ignores her son. āHoney,ā she says, brushing your hair away from your face so she could see you better. āThank you for coming.ā She used to insist that you call her āmomā, or at least by her first name because āMrs. Jeonā was too formal for someone she considered family.
You now have to opt for the latter, because āmomā isnāt an option for you anymore.
āThank you for inviting me, Mrs. Jeon,ā you tell her with a smile. Youāre not really sure what else to say, but it makes you a little sad just calling her that.
She opens her mouth before closing it again, seemingly about to jokingly scold you for the formality before she recognizes the bittersweet look in your eyes. She just smiles at you then. Thereās not much to be done about it.
You donāt know if anyone else sees how the moment is weighed down. Probably not. Maybe itās just you and her who share this sentiment.
Jungkook doesnāt wait for his mom anymore. Sons, typical. He wedges himself between the two of you like a bulldozer and leads you inside the house.Ā
Even though all you have is an overnight bag, Jungkook carries it for you all the way up to your room, which is only down the hall from his. Then he disappears pretty quickly afterward, saying something about his best man duties and putting out fires. He seems apologetic as he tells you this, but itās not like youāre expecting him to babysit you all weekend.
You bore yourself to death in your room for a while, before you remember you have to text Yoongi to let him know you got here safely. Though, you stop short of telling him that it was Jungkook who drove you here. Itās trivial enough, right? You donāt want Yoongi to feel bad over nothing. You do, however, inform Taehyung and Jimin when you text them about it, to which Jimin only responds with a preemptively disapproving āDonāt do anything I wouldnāt do.ā
When you get too stir-crazy, you wander outside, hoping to explore the beach before it gets dark and colder. You try to stay out of everyoneās way, because a good guest is a quiet guest. You seem to be doing a good job. No one notices you, not even Jungkookās mom but thatās because sheās the person you actively want to avoid the most. You donāt know what youād even say to her if she gets you alone.
Everything is hectic, as one can probably imagine when it comes to wedding preparations. You havenāt had anyone close to you get married yet, so itās safe to say that youāre pretty much clueless about all of this. You wonder what itāll be like when your big day comes around, if you even ever get married. You havenāt thought about it in a long time. Why would you? You donāt really have a reason to think about this. Itās much easier to picture Taehyungās or Jiminās wedding day than your own.
Your opinion on having kids still remains the same, and you were never one of those girls who daydreamed about having a big and extravagant wedding, but itās not such a bad idea to ponder about. You still think marriage is a scary thing - itās one of the biggest commitments a person could ever make - but youāre not entirely opposed to getting married.Ā
Why are you even mulling over this? Your time might never even come.
When you round the corner to get the steps that would lead you down to the beach, you run into Sooji and a woman holding a thick binder - must be a wedding planner. You give Jungkookās future sister-in-law an awkward smile in greeting, which she returns much more gracefully before she tells the woman that sheāll be with her in a minute.
So now youāre stuck here, about to make small talk with a person you have never met before, and will likely never see again. Great.Ā
āHi,ā you say, extending a hand. āI havenāt had the chance to introduce myself. Iām Y/N.ā
āIām Sooji,ā she replies warmly as she shakes your hand, and you have to stop yourself from being a little weirdo and thinking about how silky her hair looks up close. āYouāre Jungkookāsā¦ friend, right?ā
You purse your lips before nodding with a chuckle. The pause tells you that she knows, and you wouldnāt be surprised if sheās uncomfortable having you here.Ā
āIām sorry if this is weird. You probably donāt want a complete stranger at your wedding.ā
Sooji shakes her head instantly, waving her hands around to dismiss your apology. āPlease, itās totally fine. Junghyunās mom talked to me about it before we sent out the invites. I wouldnāt have agreed if I was really bothered. Donāt worry about it, seriously.ā
āWhy did you agree?ā you ask, trying to sound as polite as possible. āYou donāt know who I am.ā
āI guess I was curious.ā She shrugs, before laughing lightly as she says, āI used to think you werenāt real.ā
āHuh?ā
āShe talks about you constantly. Never in front of Jungkook, of course. But sheās really fond of you, and you probably already know that doesnāt happen very often. She really does see you like a daughter. She made you sound too good to be true.ā
Youāre not sure how to respond to that. His mom still thinks about you, still talks about you after all this time. Youāre just his ex-girlfriend, but she considers you her family. You donāt know what to do with this information nor the way it pinches your heart.
āI-ā You purse your lips, fumbling with the responses in your head. You settle on a light laugh, because Sooji can probably tell that youāre struggling with the words too. āI have to be honest. I donāt know what to say to that.ā
āYou donāt have to say anything. I just thought you should know that youāre still very much loved here.ā She gives you a kind smile, and it looks like she wants to tell you something else but decides against it in the end. Soojiās eyes land somewhere behind you before she points in that general direction. āI have to go take care of an issue with the flowers, but look, Jungkook is here. Why donāt you ask him to show you around?ā
And then sheās already off. Overall, what aā¦ strange interaction.
You turn around to see Jungkook standing near one of the entrances to the house. As you watch him talk to someone - a bridesmaid, you assume, or just one of the other guests - you try not to think about the fact that thereās a stirring sensation in your stomach, and that it only intensifies when she throws her head back in a pretty laugh, a perfectly manicured hand landing on his arm like heās the most charming person sheās ever met.Ā
You donāt give it a name, donāt label it green in color even though youāre blue and heās golden sunshine. You donāt acknowledge that itās a feeling, because doing so would make it real and there are certain truths that youād rather delude yourself into thinking are lies.
When Jungkookās eyes catch yours and he cuts off the woman mid-sentence with a curt excuse me, you donāt acknowledge that feeling either, but itās warm and it blooms in your chest as he makes his way to you. Itās something victorious, something that tickles your ribs.
He comes to you like youāre a destination heās been waiting all his life to reach, and you certainly, adamantly donāt acknowledge the spectacularly dizzying feeling that swallows you whole when he places a gentle hand on your arm, his voice soft as he says, āThere you are. I was looking for you.ā
The familiarity, itās catastrophic.
āI was just walking around,ā you tell him. āThereās not a lot to do here. I was bored.ā
āYou have me,ā he says. Probably not in that way, but youād like to think thatās how he means it. āI donāt have any more fires to put out. What do you want to do now?ā
You glance over your surroundings, still set on your original plans. You wanted to go alone, but you suppose you can let him accompany you. You check the time on your phone before asking, āCan we go down to the beach? I wanna see if we can catch the sunset.ā
You used to do this whenever you came here to visit - walk along the beach, hand in hand, sunlight in your hair and the cool breeze holding you tight in the afterglow.
The keyword here is āused toā. Now, you have to stuff your hands in your pockets just so you donāt reach for him every time you shiver.
Itās late enough in the afternoon for you to see the moon faintly shine against a blue and orange backdrop. Sun and moon, together in the same frame. It feels symbolic somehow. Youāre not really sure.
āThe moon looks like an egg,ā Jungkook observes astutely, taking casual strides next to you. It makes you burst into easy laughter, which makes him laugh with you too. You stop walking when you reach what you think is a good spot to watch the sky.Ā
āLetās sit here for a bit,ā you say. Itās not the greatest idea - sitting idly by would only make you colder - but you just want to stop and look at the sunset. Once youāre seated in the sand, you respond to his moon remark, āThatās true, yāknow. NASA said so.ā
āYeah,ā he says, settling down beside you, āyou made me read that.ā
Youād forgotten about it, and you didnāt think that heād remember. Itās freezing cold and the moon looks like an egg, but youāre not thinking, and you feel safe. Nothing can hurt you here, or at least thatās what youād like to tell yourself.
You wrap your arms around yourself to keep from shivering, but you still shiver anyways.
āAre you cold?ā he asks.
āA little,ā you admit. āI shouldāve worn a thicker sweater. But itās o-ā
He doesnāt let you finish the sentence, just smoothly takes off his jacket to put it around your shoulders.
You put your hands atop his to stop him. When you touch him, thereās an electric tingle that almost makes you flinch. He feels warm, still resembling a human furnace.Ā
āNo, you donāt have t-ā
āTake the jacket, Y/N,ā he says. āItās just a jacket.ā
The jacket smells like him. It only makes you want to crawl further into the warmth.
He seems more self-assured here, thatās what you notice. More like the version of himself that he used to be. Confident, sometimes borderline cocky. Annoying but oddly endearing, you came to love that about him.
His relaxed demeanor is understandable. Youāre merely a visitor here, while this is his homeground.Ā
āIām curious about something,ā he says after a while.
āOkay.ā
āWhatās the deal with Wednesdays?ā he asks.Ā
āYou know how they say bad things come in threes?ā You purse your lips, thinking it over, feeling something bitter in your mouth as you recall the events that led to this. āMy parents got divorced on a Wednesday. I moved out of momās house on a Wednesday. Andā¦ā You hold your knees close to your chest as you hesitate to utter this last part, āwe broke up on a Wednesday.ā
You see the exact moment Jungkook mentally slaps himself, paling a couple shades as he tongues his cheek, not expecting his question to inadvertently lead back to this. It wasnāt your intention to guilt trip him. It was true that he dumped you on a Wednesday, but you donāt want the mood to turn sour, to have to mull over this again. Like he said, it will still be there for you to worry about when you get back. Youāre not looking forward to returning to a shitshow, but what youād hate even more is to tarnish the memories of this place just because you canāt keep from being vindictive for not even a weekend.
āI was born on a Wednesday too, so I guess bad things come in fours sometimes,ā you continue, chuckling to yourself humorlessly.
A frown appears on his face almost instantaneously. āWhat is that supposed to mean?ā
You shrug. Jungkook turns his body toward you, which makes you spare him a glance before you return your gaze to the horizon. His face is so serious that itās almost funny. āY/N,ā he presses. āWhy would you say that?ā
āCāmon, itās a joke. I was just being self-deprecating. Lighten up.ā
āWhy are you talking like that?ā
āLike what? Contrary to popular belief, I donāt walk around with a thundercloud over my head all the time,ā you laugh lightly. āI figured if there was a day to be nice to you, it should be today. And tomorrow, I guess.ā
āThis is you being nice?ā
Funny how just a few weeks ago, you were fighting with him and calling him a hypocrite. Now, youāre sitting together, watching the sun set, trying not to be mean to him.
āIām not picking a fight with you,ā you say. āThis is nice enough.ā
āItās not even my wedding.ā
āOkay.ā You glance at him again, letting words flow without a single thought. āIāll be even nicer to you on your wedding day then.ā
You donāt know where that even came from, but something aches the very second the words leave your mouth. The thought of him getting married one day makes you just nauseous, even though you always knew that it was a possibility. It might even be inevitable.
You clear your throat, waving the sullen feeling away. Your body shivers then, even after the added warmth of his jacket. Maybe youāre not shivering because of the cold anymore.
He doesnāt say anything, but you can feel his eyes linger on the side of your face. The both of you keep tiptoeing around an elephant that follows you wherever you go.Ā
You hug your knees close to your chest, watching the blue sky melt into the golden horizon, splattered with ribbons of cotton candy clouds.
You want to scooch closer to him and have him wrap his arm around your shoulders. This isnāt the spot where you used to draw your names in the sand, enveloped in a giant heart like two lovesick kids, but wouldnāt it be nice to imagine that it is?
āI was always really happy here,ā you mumble to yourself.
You were, truly. This city was your pocket of hope, your piece of peace.
Being here brings back so many memories.
Itās the same feeling you get every time you pass by somewhere you used to live. The nostalgia of walking down the same road you used to walk every day until your shoes wore out. The familiarity of your surroundings. The bittersweetness of looking into a past you cannot hold anymore, of remembering the person you were at a certain period in your life, of knowing the things you do now that you didnāt back then.
You long for things you cannot change.
Nostalgia only grows stronger with time, you can always count on that.
He hums in agreement, before admitting quietly, āI miss you.ā One pulls, the other pushes. The water wavers, like itās touched by his words, simple but earnest. Youāre touched too, somewhere in your heart, where you know you should be writing someone elseās name now.
Should?
āYouāre pushing it,ā you say softly.
āI know.ā
You look at him. Maybe itās because youāre back in the city that holds only good memories of you two. Maybe youāre hypnotized by the way the pink and purple hues kiss his side profile, making him feel like a fever dream and not someone you loved. Maybe itās the cold, making you yearn for any source of warmth. But instead of returning his sentiment, you say, āItāll pass.ā
He meets your eyes. Thereās something pleading in his gaze. All things pass eventually. Time moves forward, people move on. Bad things will pass sooner or later. Your worst heartbreak, your most arduous trials, your saddest moments, they will all pass.
And good thingsā¦ good things will have to pass too, whether you like it or not.
Your fingers twitch from where theyāre still holding onto your body. You itch to reach for his hand. You donāt tell him what he wants to hear, even though hereās a part of you that wants to say it back. In a better world, you would be telling him I love you too, instead of having to suppress an I miss you too.
āAll things have to pass eventually. This will too.ā
[20:05] Taebear š»: we could go to that bar near the gallery. Y/N likes the cocktails there [20:06] Mimi š„: kay kay [20:06] Mimi š„: soooooo next friday? [20:09] Mimi š„: why is y/n reading our messages. shouldnāt she be at dinner [20:09] You: i approve of the bar choice [20:11] You: if you didnāt want me reading your messages, you shouldnāt have sent them to the gc [20:11] You: and if you must know, iām skipping dinner. iām avoiding Jungkookās mom [20:12] Mimi š„: understandable. i figured you would do that [20:13] Mimi š„: howās it going? are we regretting going yet? i told you to just stay home and we could binge watch the office together [20:15] You: and EYE told you that you could be a good friend and go to this wedding with me but nooooo baby doesnāt like the cold [20:16] You: you couldāve visited your parents while youāre here you know. two birds with one stone [20:18] Mimi š„: babes my parents stayed with me for a whole month last month. i reached my quota for family face timeĀ [20:19] You: son and friend of the year š [20:20] Mimi š„: šššš
[20:22] Taebear š»: hey [20:23] You: uh oh. am i in trouble? why is this not in the gc? [20:25] Taebear š»: lol shut up [20:26] Taebear š»: you okay? [20:28] You: feels like that couldāve been a perfectly good question to ask in the gc [20:29] Taebear š»: because itās a serious question and we both know Jimin canāt be serious for one minute to save his life [20:32] You: why does it have to be a serious question? š¤Ŗ [20:32] Taebear š»: š [20:33] You: stop pouting. iām fine [20:35] Taebear š»: are you? [20:36] You: i am! you donāt have to go all mama bear on me [20:39] Taebear š»: ha ha ha. youāre so funny [20:40] Taebear š»: want me to call you? [20:42] You: i said iām fiiiiiine š [20:43] You: but also no because i told everyone i was tired and iām pretending to be asleep in my room right now [20:43] Taebear š»: okay [20:43] Taebear š»: did you eat something at least? [20:44] You: i have a cup ramen in my room [20:45] Taebear š»: okay [20:46] Taebear š»: how was today? did JK make you wanna strangle him? [20:48] You: okay Kim Taehyung at least act like you have some faith in your friend lol [20:50] You: but mmmmmm it was ok. he was mostly behaving himself [20:51] Taebear š»: mostly? [20:54] You: we were down at the beach and he just told me he missed me out of the blue [20:55] You: Mimi is asking why no one is replying to himĀ [20:57] Taebear š»: i can see that [20:58] Taebear š»: what did you tell JK? [21:01] You: i quoted fleabag to him [21:09] Taebear š»: i had to google that [21:10] Taebear š»: i still donāt know what that means [21:11] You: i know you donāt lol. youāre adorable [21:11] You: iāll tell you when i get back.Ā [21:13] You: ok bye i have to sleep early or iāll look like ass in the morning [21:14] Taebear š»: oh. okay [21:15] Taebear š»: sleep tight. remember not to gorge yourself on booze tomorrow [21:17] You: thanks for the reminder. love you mom šš [21:17] Taebear š»: :) [21:20] Taebear š»: you wonāt look like ass btw
You clocked out right after you told Taehyung that you would. It wasnāt a peaceful sleep though. The anxiety simmering in your belly woke you up a few times throughout the night. You donāt even know why you were anxious. Itās not like you were the one who was about to walk down the aisle.
When morning finally came and you managed to untangle yourself from the surprising comfort of your familiar bed, you practically dragged your feet for the subsequent two hours, trying to get ready. As if that would actually slow down the passage of time.
You had to compartmentalize the things you needed to do in a mental checklist. Makeup. Hair. Dress. Stare at yourself in the mirror for half an hour and internally freak out while waiting for Jungkook to come get you from your room.
Now youāre sitting in the wedding hall, watching people filter into the room. Itās not even a lot of people, but youāre still overwhelmed regardless.
You feel so exposed, even though heās the only one looking at you in this room of strangers. Heās been looking at you like that ever since he first saw you this morning, in a dress that you got just days before the wedding. You still donāt know if itās entirely appropriate for your ex-boyfriendās brotherās wedding - maybe a bit revealing - but it was the only one you could find on such short notice.
When you tried on the dress for Taehyung and Jimin a few days ago, Taehyung said you looked beautiful. Jimin said you looked decent, āsix point five out of ten,ā which translated to āpretty niceā in Jimin-lingo. That wouldāve been enough if you were going to any other wedding, not one where Jungkook would also be attending.
You had wanted him to see you and regret ever leaving you.
It was a silly thought, just a tad adolescent.
You had wanted him to see you in your dress and be consumed with thoughts of you until he couldnāt even see straight. To be the only thing on his mind, you didnāt think it was a lot to ask for.
That was before he told you not to think about it and youād been convinced to just go with the flow just for two days. It was before he actually did see you earlier today in your dress - a simple midnight blue satin cowl neck with a slit in the thigh - but you were the one rendered helpless and speechless. He had stared at you for a minute when he came to walk you down from your room, then heād said, all breathless even though both of you were just standing there, āYouāre beautiful.ā
Youāre beautiful, not You look beautiful.
You donāt know why, but you appreciated it.
It made your cheeks burn underneath your artificial rosy blush. Stupid, you thought to yourself when you two made your way to the main hall. Stupid for letting yourself get dizzy because of a single compliment from him.
Youāre seated with his parents, which makes sense because you donāt know anybody here except for them. Well, maybe you know one of his cousins whose kid you and Jungkook used to babysit whenever their family was in the city, but you doubt that he even remembers you anymore.
When the ceremony begins, your heart instantly feels like itās about to drop to the pit of your stomach.
You canāt lie to yourself. It stings.
It stings just sitting here next to his parents like a daughter-in-law, like a member of their family, watching his brother solidify his happy ending.
It stings that Jungkook is standing up there, looking as handsome as ever, but his eyes arenāt on the couple. They keep flickering to you no matter how much you try to pretend that they donāt.
It stings that even though you donāt think about marriage often - or maybe you just donāt allow yourself to - you canāt deny that the thought does cross your mind from time to time. Any time that youād wander the corridors inside your head, youād pass the doors that you keep unopened on purpose but thereās always that one door marked with a bright red X that you can never sidestep.
You watch Junghyun and Sooji with their teary smiles and shaky hands, shaky but happy. Thereās a sudden clarity that this couldāve been you and him in another life. Forever is a lie, but you wouldāve perjured yourself a thousand times for him. I do - you wouldāve meant it.
You imagine yourself in Soojiās place, and Jungkook, standing right on the other side, holding both your hands in his. A beautiful and radiant bride terrified of the altar. A dashing groom with a smile that could rival the sun and shoulders weighing heavier than he lets on.
It wouldāve looked clumsy, but it couldāve been right.
You wonder if heās wondering the same thing. Maybe he is. You hope he is.
When the ceremony ends with a kiss shared between the newlyweds, you wipe away the tears that well up in your eyes. The people around you do the same thing, but theyāre doing it for the right reason, out of genuine joy for the happy couple. You donāt think you can say the same for yourself.
Some of the bridesmaids fawn over him. Itās reasonable, you suppose. One tends to do that in the presence of Jeon Jungkook.
You watch as they come up to him one by one to ask him to dance, watch as he politely declines until theyāre all stalking away with similar pouts on their faces. You watch him until his eyes lock on you, sitting at a table near the back, nursing a glass of champagne.
He weaves himself with ease through the people making their way to the dance floor. When heās in front of you, he holds out a hand.
āDance with me?ā he asks, his doe eyes working overtime to lure you in with their sparkles, though youād rather stay here where you can easily go unnoticed until the night ends. āOne song?ā
āI donāt know how,ā you say, even as youāre taking his hand and standing up.
āI showed you how, remember?ā
āThat was a long time ago.ā
He squeezes you reassuringly. āJust follow my lead,ā he says, walking the both of you to the floor. āCāmon.ā
Once the music starts, your heels stomp on his feet at least three times before you start finding the beat to move along to. Muscle memory, or whatever, is bullshit. You remember absolutely nothing of what he showed you.
Youāre grateful that the song is slow, because it makes it easier for you to follow the beat with your two left feet. He takes one of your hands in his, the other settling on the small of your back, guiding you to move in a steady rhythm.
You feel his motherās eyes on the two of you, because she must be somewhere nearby, watching you like a hawk. You feel his gaze on your face while you keep yours on the knot of his tie, just trying to keep your composure and to not step on his feet with your heels.
The blur of white that you catch from the periphery of your vision makes you turn your head. Sooji and Junghyun are close by, swaying together slowly to the soft music, both of them glowing with happiness. She must sense your eyes on her, because she lifts her gaze up to meet yours. She smiles at the sight of you and Jungkook, and you smile back, because you donāt know how else to respond to that.
You donāt say it, but you do think it. Your fingers tighten around his hand ever so slightly.
Could that have been us?
If the answer is yes, then it would hurt.
If the answer is no, then it would hurt.
The point of your story is that itās painful however you choose to look at it. Thereās no other way to frame it. Itās just painful, because youāre never going to get any of it back.
You bite your lip, then turn away from the happy couple but you still donāt look at Jungkook. You look at your hand in his, and thatās when you see it.
āHowād you get that?ā you ask, gently tracing the inch of slightly raised skin on his knuckles. You never noticed the scar until now.
āIt was four years ago, I think? After Taehyung and I almost got into a fight, I went outside andā¦ punched a wall,ā he says, wincing as he recalls the memory.
His answer takes you aback. āYou and Taehyung got into a fight?ā
āAlmost,ā he corrects. āIt was a long time ago. Didnāt they tell you?ā
āNo, they didnāt say anything. What happened?ā
āNothing happened.ā
āIf it was really nothing, you wouldnāt have punched a wall.ā You frown. It makes you miss a few beats, but the song isnāt whatās important now, even if Jungkook is still trying to steer you back into the dance. āTaehyung isnāt violent. You arenāt violent.ā
āIām serious,ā he says finally. āItās nothing. We were just drunk and stupid.ā
You know there must be more to it, that something must have happened or been said to trigger such a reaction from both of them. But you also know that you wonāt probably get anything out of Jungkook if he doesnāt want to tell you.
You give up, for now. āFine. If you say so.āĀ Youāll just have to weasel it out of Jimin later.
The song comes to an end, before another one comes on. If Jungkook remembers that he only asked for one song, maybe heās counting his blessings that youāre still here and dancing with him, because he doesnāt mention it.
For some reason, you pull your hand away from his, only to slide up his shoulder to lock both of your hands behind his neck. He seems surprised, but he does the same around your waist.
Jungkookās gaze flickers to your lips briefly, then back to your eyes again. You find yourself doing the same and wonder what he tastes like after all the time youāve been apart. Is he still as sweet as you remember? You used to tease that it was because of the excessive sugar he put in everything, but you knew it was really just him. The few inches between you are so inviting that itās practically tempting you to close the gap. You could, easily in fact. Blame it on one too many glasses of champagne later if you want.
He looks younger like this, like the boy you loved, starry eyes and dimpled smile. His shoulders are always the most comfortable resting place, the crook of his neck your long lost home. This is nice, you think, to see him again even though it feels like a fever dream. Memories of your first date, your first kiss, come to life before your eyes so realistically that you could almost touch them.
Loved? That sounds funny to you.
The people you used to be, souls wrapped in innocence, when the world was nothing but the arms of the person you loved. You reach out, and the memories quickly fade from view. The only trace they leave behind is a speck of gold on your fingertips, a memento of charming naivetƩ for you to tuck neatly away in the corner of your mind, but also a reminder that ah, they only exist in the locket of your heart now. Because he has changed, and you think you must have too. Life, as they say, goes on.
āWe made it. Kind of. Thatās crazy,ā you find yourself saying.
āDid we?ā
āYou donāt think so?ā you chuckle. āWeāre in a group chat with the Kim Seokjin who spams it with bad jokes on a daily basis. Iād call that a win.ā
That makes him laugh. āIf you put it like that, yeah, maybe. Sure.ā
Other people might be fooled, but it doesnāt sound at all convincing to you. The light doesnāt really reach his eyes. You bite the inside of your cheek, thinking of how to translate the sudden poignant turn of the moment.
āIt isnāt everything you hoped itād be?ā you ask.
His shoulders rise then fall quickly in a second-long shrug. āI thought it would make me feel moreā¦ fulfilled. But it doesnāt. Not really.ā
The way he says it and the way heās looking at you makes your heart dive. You understand what he means. Youāre good at what you do, and you donāt need reassurance from anyone to recognize that. But sometimes, it doesnāt feel like itās enough. Doesnāt feel like itās real, like itās validated.
When you landed your first big project, even before Yoongi, you were so proud of yourself. You were bursting with excitement but you werenāt happy, and you knew what the reason was. Something was missing that couldnāt be filled, not even with all your friendsā hundreds of messages of encouragement.Ā
Itās beyond stupid, this feeling like your wins amount to nothing at all just because of one person. You wanted him there to celebrate every achievement with you and he wasnāt, and the milestones seemed incomplete without the presence of him. It doesnāt feel like youāve accomplished anything because this always used to be a dream you thought youād make come true together.
āItās lonely,ā he concludes.
It sounds like he feels the same way, like he wanted you to be there too.
He suddenly holds you tighter than you think he needs to, like heās afraid to let go of you. You imagine that he doesnāt want to let go of you, and it makes you feel better for a second. But it doesnāt change the fact that he still did in the end. And he will have to when this ends.
What was the point of this? Why did he bring this upon yourselves when he seems to be as hurt as you are? All of this time, all of these years, lost to what? You couldāve been happy together but instead, you were both lost and miserable.
When the music stops - you lost count of how many songs itās been - you pull away from him. He looks disappointed, maybe even a little hurt for some reason.
āIām gonna get some air,ā you say, already turning away from him.
āY/N-ā
āI need some air.ā Then youāre weaving through the dancing couples despite Jungkook calling your name. How did he manage it? How did he not look back when you called out for him?
You hastily grab your coat on the way out. Itās not going to keep you warm, but thatās not something youāre even remotely concerned with.
Itās everywhere, you feel it down to your bones.
The wind wraps itself tightly around you, intertwining in your hair, slipping through the cracks of your fingers, caressing your face in a chilling touch. You greet the cold like a long lost sister, shivering violently with nostalgia. It was there for you more than your own flesh and blood.
Is that why you like the sea at night? Because it reminds you of mom?
Itās dark out here, barely anything is visible except for a lighthouse sending out light in the quiet of the night. You canāt see much, but you can certainly hear it. Youāre not sure if the music is coming from inside the venue, or if itās still ringing in your ears. Itās probably the latter; youāre too far away to be able to catch the music anyway. But regardless, the tune is quickly drowned out by the sea.
The waves crash violently against the shore like itās out for blood. Thereās a magnetic pull, as if itās calling out for you. You want to go to it, to reach out and feel the cold outside of your body for once, but you stay there despite your legs itching to stand up and run straight ahead. Into the water and down under.
You could lie down and close your eyes for a moment. The sound of the water, as sharp and brutal as it is, nurtures a part of you somehow.
You just want to be alone. You donāt want to talk to Taehyung, or Jimin, or even Yoongi.
Oh.
Yoongi.
Itās a terrible feeling, knowing that youāre going to hurt Yoongi. Knowing that youāre going to kill this even before it has a chance to truly begin.
Truth be told, you canāt envision a future with Yoongi. There isnāt anything wrong with him, because heās not the problem here. Yoongi is fun, heās considerate, he keeps things light on purpose for you, until youāre ready to initiate something more serious. Heās good for you, even Taehyung thinks so.
But you canāt love Yoongi, not in the way that he wants you to. Not more than you love Jungkook.
There you go. Ruining things again.
Did you ruin Jungkook? Is that what happened?
The layers on you are no match for the sea at night. The wind hisses relentlessly, biting at any part of your skin thatās exposed.
It takes you back to that night. Almost everything does, actually.
Maybe thatās why you never even stopped to consider starting anything with anyone, because it always ends. If thereās a beginning, then there will be an inevitable ending. Love isnāt made to last and you arenāt meant to carry love with you. Youāve been abandoned twice. If it happens a third time, itās a pattern, and then your hypothesis will only be proven. That the problem here is you.
Youād be lying if you said you havenāt wondered when itāll finally be Taehyungās turn to leave. He eventually will, right? That oneās gonna hurt.
Then, youāre startled when someone calls your name.
āWhatās wrong?ā Jungkook asks. The wind and the waves masked the sound of his footsteps walking up to you. When you turn around to face him, his eyes grow worried, almost panicked. āWhy are you crying?ā
You breathe out irritatedly before you hastily wipe at your cheeks. You didnāt even realize that youād been crying. āNothingās wrong. Iām fine,ā you say, though you both know itās a lie. āIām just tired. Iām going up to my room.ā
He catches your wrist in a firm grip when you try to walk away. You wish heād just leave you alone, but you knew he wouldnāt drop it just like that.
āI said Iām fine,ā you insist.
āYou were crying,ā he says. āDid I do something wrong?ā
He didnāt, at least not tonight.
God, you really donāt want to do this right now.
āJungkook,ā you warn. āLet go of me.ā
You try to free yourself from his grip, hoping that heāll get the hint and back off for now. Instead, he pulls you into his chest, where you struggle to escape from his hold until you realize your efforts are futile. He takes the windās place, wound tightly around you, so tightly that itās nearly impossible for you to move.
You hiss out his name, but he doesnāt budge.Ā
āJungkook, can you just- Fuck!ā
Damn him.
You realize heās not giving up, which in turn makes you give up struggling, hoping that if you let this be a moment, then itāll be something that can pass.
Youāre just standing there, letting him hold you, letting yourself be held by the person who broke you in the first place. This feels exactly like where youāre supposed to be - in his arms, with your face hidden in the crook of his neck, his gentle fingers stroking your hair. Thereās not a lot that you could do but lean into that feeling the same way you lean into him. One foot in the sand, one foot in the past. A hand on the doorknob of time, wondering if you should look back or look forward.
You want to be alone, but that never used to apply with him.
The wind stills, the sea calms. You remain unmoving too, locked in his embrace. You feel the faint rhythm of his heart, beating faster than you think it should. If you could, you would bottle this moment up and live there forever.
I miss you, you think.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
Then your arms are around him too. It only makes him hold you tighter, and all you can think about is how much you miss him, how painful it is to miss him, how you feel like youāre being pulled apart at the seams from the weight of missing him.Ā
Fuck.
Can you pretend that the last few years never happened? Is there a higher power that would allow you to go back to the night before that wretched Wednesday, when everything was still perfect? Hundreds of days of your life, can you pretend that it was just one long nightmare? When you wake up, youāll be back in his humble apartment, tangled up together in his bed. Warm sunlight, your silken youth, and him. It was all you ever needed.
Again with the devastating familiarity. The city, the beach. His motherās warmth that always made you reminisce about your own motherās coldness. How Jungkook used to find you in moments like this and just stayed by your side until the dejection passed. He understood that he could never understand it the way you did.
You hear yourself sniffle, then you feel him press a kiss into your hair. Home is comforting.
Oh, you never want to leave.
You donāt want to leave, and thatās terrifying.
You allow yourself to stay there for one more second - one endless second - so you could commit to memory what itās like to be with him. Back and forth. Itās always so easy to fall into him.
Jungkook releases you when he feels you loosen after a while, and you reluctantly meet his eyes as he tilts your head to face him.Ā His fingers cradling your jaw, how warm and delicate they feel on your skin.
You swallow thickly, your mind going blank. Heās the only person you see, the only one that matters. His eyes flicker south, and even then you donāt make any move to run away, despite his loose grip on your waist telling you that you can if you want to.
You told him that it would pass, and maybe for him, it will. For him, itās the city and the moment, making him feel like heās caught up in a page that heās turned over a long time ago. He was fine with leaving, and heās been fine without you. It will pass for him, as much as it hurts you to admit it.
But not for you. For you, thereās only him. Thereās nobody else but him. Itās always been him, no matter how hard you try to tell yourself that there will be another person you can love as much as you love Jungkook. You might only be a page, perhaps even a chapter, in the story of his life, but heās your entire book. Heās volume after volume after volume, until he takes up the whole shelf and leaves no room for anything else, not even for yourself.
And now here he is - at the biggest turn in your career.
Heās a bad blood cell you canāt ever get rid of.
Youāll never be able to truly let go of him. How could you? When you truly love someone, those feelings will carry on forever. Theyāll always have a piece of your heart despite an ending. When you look back on a certain period in your life, youāll think to yourself, Youāll always be a part of me. I loved you then.
But Jungkook is a force of nature. He has your whole heart.
Years and years from now, when you look back on your life, you know youāll see him everywhere. Even when youāre old and gray, and when faces all just blur together in a mosaic of broken memories and long lost youth, you know youāll still remember him - the person you loved, the one whom you let slip through your fingers. The great love of your life when you were young.
Sometimes, you regret that day. You canāt help feeling like it was your fault too. Maybe you shouldāve tried harder to keep him. You shouldāve fought harder, shouldāve held onto him instead of standing there and watching him leave.
He lit the match, and you let the house burn. It takes two to tango, two to break a heart.
Youāre quick to let people leave. Oh, how you wish it could be that easy to let them go too.
It isnāt until your eyes mimic the flicker of his gaze that he leans in. You meet him halfway. For the first time in years, you feel like you could breathe, truly breathe. Itās achingly slow, like neither of you can believe that this is happening.Ā
You sigh against his mouth when his tongue brushes your bottom lip, slips past the seal to devour you. It feels like a perfect dream. You could stay in this bubble with him forever, pretend that youāre the only two people who exist in the world and thereās nothing else, no one else, waiting for you in a city that seems so far away right now. The thought of him never left you, not even for a second. Heās always been with you everywhere you go, no matter what you do, always in the back of your mind.
He tastes like your youth, like remembrance. He kisses you like heās still yours when deep down you know that youāre still his. The hand on your jaw is gentle but firm, and it makes you repeat a thought, I miss you.
Then a feeling, I love you.
Not then. Now.
I love you now.
I love you even when I shouldnāt. Even when it hurts. Even when you leave me. Even when you donāt love me more than I love you. If there comes a day where you love somebody else, I will still love you then. There will never be another person for me but you. My first and only love.
When he pulls away, you think itās too quick, even though your lungs are grateful for the breath that you instantly inhale. You stare at his lips like youāre in a daze, mesmerized, wanting to chase them again. You donāt even know how you have it in yourself to utter these next words, but you hear your own voice saying them anyway.
Youāre holding onto him now. Doesnāt that count?
āLetāsā¦ā Your fingers tighten on the collar of his dress shirt. āLetās go up to your room.ā
note (2): so... what do we think?? will they?? won't they?? šµ stay tuned for obs7.5 which will be dropping 29.09.2023! also i'm gonna pause obs muse asks for a little bit! š¬
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BOOK UPDATE 11/1/24
Yall š„² can I be cocky real quick and yall won't judge me š
I've been spending the past week editing my book, getting the inconsistencies out as best as I could. (Like when I described Jasper in a green plaid shirt and it somehow turned into a navy thermal in the same scene š¤£š¤£š¤£š¤£)
And im well and truly done. Its out of my hands. I don't know what else i can do/say to improve on it. Yall i was in here tooting my own mf horn š„³š„³ i was getting my own self bothered writing some of the š®āšØ scenes. Like I wrote that? I snapped like that? Who am I trynma show out for but myself like š®āšØš®āšØš®āšØš®āšØ
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āDo I get to play in this pussy whenever I want?ā He asked.
Her belly flipped. Her mouth dropped open. āYesss,ā she moaned.
āDo I get to keep you?ā He asked. He licked his lips and she felt the torturous glides of his tongue on her.
āForever,ā she said.
āForever,ā he said.
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And I realized that yes, writing is fn scary. Posting that writing - let alone publishing it - is downright frightening. But you also gotta have a level of "fuck it, I did that shit" attitude about it. My advice will always be to write what YOU want to see. What turns YOU on. If you have fun, then we having fun boo š
Okay, im done being cocky. Chuz its truly because of all of you who've been with me on this writing journey. Who commented and reblogged and told me that I can weave some words around to unlock some knowledge bout themselves šš
You let me be cocky. You gassed me up to believe in myself to make my dream come true. I will be publishing under a pen name, mostly for marketing reasons. The name I chose doesn't have many search results so I won't get lost in the noise. Unlike my real name š
Im also hard at work on my website. I want yall to have fun when you visit it. And that vibe is not easy to achieve when you're an over-anxious indecisive person š«
Special shoutout to @darqchilddaydreamz and @westside-rot who sent me an ask game that inspired the story of Zora and Jasper and encouraged my silly story to become something. That was the universe stepping up for me.
All this to say is thank you, thank you, a million times thank YOU. I hope you fall in love with Zora and Jasper like I did.
This is where the hard part comes in. Reviews are a must to get any kind of traction with the book. I only ask for a fair and honest review when the book comes out on Goodreads because to be absolutely šÆ, I got bills to pay. And I've been skipping out on overtime to get this book done, ya feel me? š©
I also may or may not have plotted out 5 other books that are all separate stories. One of them may even be a vampire novel. One of them is deff based on Mr. Black. But idkidkidk. Lemme see how this book does first šš«£
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hear me out - being with newly appointed pro hero bakugou and finding out he's a virgin, slowly introducing him into new things and him, the big bad and scary kastuki bakugou, being a whiny baby in bed š
could be a series, could be a drabble, I'm just putting my ideas on the table yk š¤·š½āāļø
(just read this over, and it's so vague and not descriptive š clearly there's a reason I don't write myself but anywaysss)
Youāre so real for this.
He confesses to his virginity one night during patrol - on accident of course. Youāre his sidekick, maybe a little higher in rank then him. You LOVE to tease him. People call you crazy for it since hes always so close to blasting you to hell but you dont care. The angry flush on his face always does it for you.
āYou probably pay for prostitutes all the time Bakugou!ā He clicks his tongue dismissively at you, āThe hell I do.ā āJust admit youāre a devious pervert! I already know! You wanna know how I know? The way you stare at me when I-ā āIM A VIRGIN. THERE ARE NO PROSTITUTES.ā
Big mistake on his part, the teasing gets worse. Who knew that the great Dynamite would let his secretary bully him?
āHey Dynamite, ābet you havenāt even kissed anyone yet, huh?ā You blurt one day through a giggle. These files were getting boring and having to sit in silence for too long made you antsy. He mumbled something under his breath before continuing to highlight passages through his reading glasses.
You questioned him but he ignored you. You hated being ignored.
You got up and walked over to him, spinning his chair towards you and supporting yourself on his thighs. āAm I right then?ā You cooed, inches before his face. He groaned, āDo your fucking work and leave me alone before I fire your ass.ā
Your face immediately lights up, āOh my god! You havenāt!ā A red bush infects his cheeks when he looks away. He looks embarrassed and humiliated and you start to feel bad. āShut the fuck up, I have before.ā
You wrap yours arms around his neck and pull him in to your chest. āIts okay~.ā And in the split of a second, without even thinking, you connect your lips to his. It was quick, just a small peck.
But Bakugou was HOOKED. his face was blushed and his breathing was picking up.
He would never admit this but he does have a thing for you. He thinks about you a lot. A LOT. In ways that he shouldnāt whilst being your boss. He finds himself at night thinking about all of your words. Your teases and your lingering touches.
He thinks that you brainwashed him, youāre definitely lying about your quirk. Your quirk has to be a love plague type.
Thats why he grabbed your face and shoved his tongue in your mouth. Thats also why he shovedļæ¼ you on his lap and held you there just so he could hump you like a feral bunny until he came all over himself.
Its also why heās texting you at 2 am with his cock in his hand.
Katsuki: Oi
Y/n: Whats up, boss?
How is he supposed to ask to fuck you? But not right away? But he still wants to touch and fuck you? Also he wants nudes.
This is too confusing.
Y/n: Your dick is probably in your hand right now. Isnāt it?
Heās adding telepathy to you quirk file tomorrow.
Y/n: Iāll help you out. *one attachment*
You sent a picture of your bare, soapy titties. He didnāt think that he could get harder in his hands. His slow and sensual strokes turned hard and fast until he came on himself for the second time today.
Damn it, you were going to be the end of him.
After last night, you both would meet up. It was never planned but always just whenever he would drag you into an enclosed space with a huge hard on.
āFuck, can youā¦ can weā¦ā You had to squint to see his expression through the darkness of the closet. He was red from the neck to the ears and he breathed in deep, unsteady breaths.
You had already jerked him off once today. He was whining, gripping his desk so hard that it started to chip when he was closed to his high.
āHmm, I donāt think youāre ready.ā You cooed.
He balled up his fists and clenched his teeth at that. āIm not a fucking teenager.ā āYeah well you cum like one.ā
Before he could rebuttal you got on your knees. He immediately closed his mouth as you began to unbuckle his belt. āIll give you something close to it since Iām so nice.ā
You whip out his cock so fast his breath hitches. Heās a lot bigger than youāve ever taken before. You look down to hide the intimidated smile.
He was puddy in your hands as soon as you took the first lap up his cock. You felt his hands tangle in your hair when you finally went down. A moan slipped out before he could catch it when you deep throated him.
Up and down, up and down. His moans got more and more verbal until he started to speak.
āFuckā¦. Tellinā me I canāt fuck you, i- haah- can handle it.ā
You panties felt soaked from the dirty words turned insults dropping from his lips. āFuckinā tease.ā āThis is the only thing- haah- youāre good for.ā
You could tell he was close; his cock constricted and his knees started to buckle. Suddenly, he grabbed your head and started to face fuck you. All you could do was grab onto his thighs like your life depended on it until he was done.
He moaned loud and long before coming in heavy ropes down your throat. His whole body shook and his eyes rolled back into his head. āFuuuuuck.ā
He refused to move until you swallowed all of his cum. You went into a coughing fit as soon as he freed you from his fat cock.
He bent down and looked you in your clouded eyes. His face flushed and panting, āThanks.ā He uttered awkwardly.
#mha x reader#bakugou headcanons#bakugou katsuki#bakugou x reader#bakugou imagine#katsuki x reader#bakugou thirst#bakugou smut#bakugo x reader#mha smut
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I would love to hear about your cod x pokemon thoughts ššš do you have pokemon teams for any other characters??
nemjun, marry mešāØ I have so much to sayā also, happy Spooky Month, this actually took so long to write. I thought this was going out, like, Sept 28th lol
[note: I think having a full team is overrated, no need for filler when you can just give them PokƩmon that feel right, yeah?]
CoD Headcanon: PokƩmon Teams
to set up each part Iāll talk about each character minimally, list their teams, and then any amendments based on lore/skins/personal thoughts. characters include: Simon āGhostā Riley, John āSoapā MacTavish, Captain John Price, Phillip Graves, Kƶnig, and Sebastian Krueger
Simon āGhostā Riley:
character analysis - as a PokĆ©mon trainer, Simon already has some good motifs going on in his design. like any good trainer, weāre going off details and vibes. Simon gives me Dark and Ghost type PokĆ©mon vibes, more so given by his skull balaclava and skeleton patterned gloves, not to mention his usually black colored clothes. thematically, I like to think a handful of his PokĆ©mon know Destiny Bond - if Simonās going down heās taking you with him
PokƩmon team
Dusknoir (caught as a Duskull when he first joins the army) - his ace PokĆ©mon! honestly, Dusknoir is purely chosen off vibes, this man screams owning one. Dusknoir has been with Simon since the beginning of his military life, and subsequently is his first PokĆ©mon. Simon trusts this spirit eating PokĆ©mon with his life. I think itās move set would be Destiny Bond/Mean Look/Payback/Shadow Ball with the ability Pressure
Polteageist (Phony) - itās not just because heās Britishā¦ itās also a Ghost type. itās mostly to be funny, but I have a headcanon reason! I think Simon is a big tea drinker, loves a good cuppa, but he specifically likes black tea. from PokĆ©mon Shield, āLeaving leftover black tea unattended is asking for this PokĆ©mon to come along and pour itself into it, turning the tea into a new Polteageist.ā - Simon leaving his tea unattended to get something only to come back to a PokĆ©mon? he caught it while grumbling. I think itās move set would be Strength Sap/Withdraw/Shell Smash/Shadow Ball with the Weak Armor ability
Gengar - the classic PokĆ©mon fan in me wants Simon to own a Gengar, so he will. thematically, itās not too bad. Gengar is the Shadow PokĆ©mon, Simon gives off āmoving around in shadowsā vibes. Simon ādad jokesā Riley is a dry comedy king - stay with me, Gengar usually lurk in shadows laughingā¦ please imagine Simon cracking terrible jokes that his Gengar finds funny. the move set would be Destiny Bond/Night Shade/Spite/Dark Pulse and the ability Cursed Body
Houndstone - I was debating on this being in his team or an amendment PokĆ©mon, but I think the skeletal vibes are too good to not be a main party member. fits Ghostās vibe, thatās about it haha. from PokĆ©mon Scarlet, āHoundstone spends most of its time sleeping in graveyards. Among all the dog PokĆ©mon, this one is the most loyal to its master.ā, and now we all āawwā, a loyal dog? give that to Simon right now! has the ability Fluffy and knows Rest/Dig/Destiny Bond(Egg Move)/Phantom Force
team amendments
Alone/Cerberus!Ghost would definitely have a Hydreigon, are you kidding me? looking past the obvious three heads, Hydreigon is the Brutal PokĆ©mon! from PĆ³kemon Shield, āThe three heads take turns sinking their teeth into the opponent. Their attacks wonāt slow down until their target goes down.ā - does that sound familiar? I think itās move set would be Scary Face/Work Up/Outrage/Body Slam, ability Levitate
Ghost Punk skin - Ghost would definitely own a Toxtricity (Low Key). weāre talking punk Simon Riley here, maybe Rockstar!Simon? the organ on itās chest sounds like the strumming of a bass guitar, now just imagine Simon singing punk rock/metal. move set would be Scary Face/Overdrive/Boomburst/Shift Gear with the ability Punk Rock
John āSoapā MacTavish:
character analysis - weāre going purely off Johnās personality and vibes with his PokĆ©mon! John strikes me as a loyal, energetic man - his team should reflect that. Electric PokĆ©mon would be up his alley, but PokĆ©mon that are generally described as energetic would work too
PokƩmon team
Boltund - off the bat, the first PokĆ©mon that came to mind when I thought about Johnny. in my humble opinion, the perfect ace for Johnny! I headcanon Soap going on morning runs and - from the Sword PokĆ©dex - Boltund can run for three full days nonstop, aka it can keep up with John during his morning runs. move set wise, Iām thinking Electric Terrain/Charge/Wild Charge/Crunch with the ability Competitive
Luxray - while it sleeps for long periods of time, his Luxray would be helpful on deployments. from PokĆ©mon Sword, āLuxray can see through solid objects. It will instantly spot prey trying to hide behind walls, even if the walls are thick.ā, and, while it mostly sees field time, I think a Luxray would balance Johnny out. while his other PokĆ©mon are amped up, he can take a break with his more relaxed companion. I could see the move set being Thunder Wave/Scary Face/Roar/Volt Switch - Iād imagine his Luxray being a pivot/set up PokĆ©mon, used for status conditions. Luxrayās ability would be Intimidate
Jolteon - are we sensing a pattern with dog-esk PokĆ©mon? anyways, Jolteon is purely me wanting Johnny to have one - thatās it haha, I look at that man and go āhmmm, Jolteonā. move set would be Agility/Thunder Fang/Thunder/Last Resort with the ability Quick Feet
team amendments
I donāt particularly have any team amendments for Johnny
John Price:
analysis - this man gives me the vibe that he hunts game as a hobby. rather than focusing on his career, Iām focusing on that headcanon aspect. I think Price would have a lot of Normal type PokĆ©mon, he just seems like an average Joe sort of guy off duty. Price strikes me as the type to always have a plan B, so a handful of his PokĆ©mon know Last Resort
PokƩmon team
Stoutland - Price owning a Stoutland just feels right, you know? definitely his ace, and as a partner for hunting game, if Price were to hunt in the winterā¦ from PokĆ©mon Y, āBeing wrapped in its long fur is so comfortable that a person would be fine even overnight on a wintry mountain.ā, itās also a rescue PokĆ©mon, so if someone needed help then Price could send Stoutland out. also, Stoutland just looks like it was made for Price, anyways, move set! Work Up/Retaliate/Reversal/Last Resort and the ability Intimidate
Unfezant (female) - back on the hunting theme, I think Price found a wounded Tranquill while he was out. after it healed up, it wouldnāt leave Price alone/return to the wild so he caught it. I think a female one would be better because, compared to the male, they can fly better. Price lets his Unfezant scout the area from above for any dangerous wild PokĆ©mon (Ursaring, Trevenant, Bewear, etc). move set would be Tailwind/Roost/Steel Wing(TM)/Sky Attack and the ability Big Pecks
Dubwool (Shiny) - I like the shiny better, sue me. anyways, this is another one that just feels right. I look at Dubwool and go āhmmm, give it to Priceā, if anything, maybe Retired!Price lives on a ranch with his fluffy friend. move set, Iām thinking Cotton Guard/Defense Curl/Double Kick/Last Resort, ability Steadfast
Skwovet - I think Price needs a critter, just a little guy. a low level, tiny pal - maybe Price just got attached to this fella that wouldnāt leave him alone, cue them bonding and Price feeding Skwovet some berries. move set would be Tail Whip/Bite/Stockpile/Swallow with the Cheek Pouch ability
amendments
I donāt really have any amendments for Priceās team, I just want the man to have some Normal type buddies to relax with
Phillip Graves:
analysis - Graves actually started this thought process for me because I thought it would be funny if he owned a Braviary lol, so here we are. for Graves Iām going off vibes and the rule of cool - Iām picking based on PokĆ©mon I think heād have in my opinion. also, I think Graves, out of everyone, would teach his PokĆ©mon TMs the most
ā¦donāt think too much about the move sets and abilities I gave his PokĆ©mon
PokƩmon team
Braviary - American king, give this man the fucking eagle PokĆ©mon lmao. thatās it, that was my thought process, itās his ace. move set would be Hone Claws/Aerial Ace/Rest(TM)/Shadow Ball(TM), yes, Iām giving it Shadow Ball purely for the Shadow Company, his entire team is a joke to me Iām sorry. anyways, ability is Defiant
Rotom - I feel like the tech aspect of Rotom being able to take over devices/appliances would be helpful to Graves? maybe not, but I also like the vibe Rotom gives off and my gut says to give it to Graves. move set would be Trick/Substitute/Eerie Impulse(TM)/Poltergeist(TM) with the Levitate ability
Drakloak - my brain says to give this man Drakloak (that will eventually evolve into Dragapult). I feel like, out of a handful of CoD characters, Graves would own a pseudo legendary. move set would be Lock On/Dragon Dance/Dragon Rush/Phantom Force and the ability Infiltrator
Mightyena - look! an actual headcannon! I feel like, if this were in the PokĆ©mon universe, the Shadow Company would make for a good āevil teamā. with that in mind, maybe itās just Team Magma bouncing around inside my head, but I feel like Mightyena would be a good pick for Price. not just with the color scheme and general vibe from Mightyena, but when I think of evil teams in PokĆ©mon Maxieās Mightyena always comes to mind first. Iām thinking Moxie for the ability and Yawn/Roar/Double-Edge(TM)/Shadow Ball(TM) for the move set
team amendments
purely because itās the Shadow PokĆ©monā¦ maybe a Gengar? itās only because of the Shadow Company connection, but I think itād be funny. move set would be Spite/Shadow Ball/Shadow Punch/Imprison(TM) with the Cursed Body ability
Kƶnig:
analysis - are we ready for some Kƶnig bias? I am! sweet boy, I think heād be a Ghost and Grass type trainer. I headcanon him being super into nature - hikes, camping, ect. also, he has a ghillie suit skin soā¦ Grass type methinks. the Ghost type is also a little forest-y, haunted woods where he finds himself at home among the Grass and Ghost type critters. maybe he can empathize with the Ghost types because people deem them scary and not approachable? hmmm?
PokƩmon team
Shuppet - Shuppet physically reminds me of Kƶnigās sniper hood. itās why I originally was like āyup, give it to himā. from PokĆ©mon Violet, āIt feeds on the dark emotions of sadness and hatred, which make it grow steadily stronger.ā, PokĆ©mon Scarlet expands on that by saying āenvy and maliceā, I think Kƶnig holds a lot of negative emotions from how he was treated in his childhood by his peers - fellow students making fun of him and generally tormenting him. I think Shuppet tries to cheer him up even though itās primarily feeding off those emotions, itās still his companion PokĆ©mon, and one that recognizes the hurt heās gone through. move set would be Curse/Spite/Shadow Sneak/Shadow Ball with the Cursed Body ability
Mimikyu - speaking of unapproachable, Mimikyu! Kƶnig feels for the poor thing, trying to be liked by fitting in as a beloved PokĆ©mon. they just get each other, maybe he found the little thing stalking the halls of KorTac (howād it get in? who knows). while not his ace, Kƶnig is very attached to his Mimikyu. move set would be Charm/Hone Claws/Shadow Claw/Play Rough with the ability Disguise
Eevee (will evolve into a Sylveon) - give this man comically small animals, please. he loves this Eevee, it will evolve into a Sylveon and he will pamper it even more if thatās possible. I just think that, if anyone gets a mascot PokĆ©mon - let alone Eevee, it should be Kƶnig. is it generically cute and fluffy? yes, and he eats that up. itās move set would be Baby-Doll Eyes/Copycat/Bite/Yawn(Egg Move) with the Adaptability ability
Sawsbuck (caught as a Deerling) - please give the big man a deer!! he loves them - theyāre dainty, extremely agile, the opposite of his towering build. a go-to hiking buddy for Kƶnig, not that he doesnāt hike with other party members, but Sawsbuck really likes walking with him. move set would be Sunny Day(TM)/Horn Leech/Solar Beam/Zen Headbutt and the ability Chlorophyll
Trevenant - gut feeling, I just want Kƶnig to have the big tree. heās a big man, he can totally rock owning a big tree. anyways, another āKƶnig likes the forestā PokĆ©mon, and itās a Grass and Ghost type, perfect. it would have the Natural Cure ability and know Forestās Curse/Sunny Day/Burning Jealousy(TM)/Phantom Force
Decidueye - saved his ace for last. Decidueye is basically a sniper, you feel me? it has the bow and arrow situation going on, itās Hidden Ability is Long Reach - sniper shit, it doesnāt make physical contact with any move. Grass/Ghost type? A+, perfect, astounding. you need to read both itās Sun and Moon PokĆ©dex entries because they read as āitās a sniperā and āitās Kƶnigā. from Sun, āIt fires arrow quills from its wings with such precision, they can pierce a pebble at distances over a hundred yards.ā, and from Moon, āAlthough basically cool and cautious, when itās caught by surprise, itās seized by panic.ā, I rest my case. plus, plus, itās literally a hooded PokĆ©mon, it pulls on the ādrawstringsā of its hood to focus. literally made for Kƶnig, Iām telling you itās perfect. itās move set would be Synthesis/Shadow Sneak/Spirit Shackle/Leaf Blade with the ability Long Reach
team amendments
during his time as an Insertion Specialist, I could see Kƶnig having a Bewear. I feel like having it be a permanent member of his team wouldnāt fit - not because it doesnāt match him, it does. I just think Bewear would beā¦ I donāt know, specifically for field work? itās move set would definitely cater to busting tough stuff down, so, Strength/Thrash/Superpower/Double-Edge with the Fluffy ability
I think that, as a child, there was a stray Glameow in Kƶnigās neighborhood. not that he caught it, but I think he definitely hung out with it a lot CatDad!Kƶnig bias. at some point, during his teens, it stopped coming around though. he still thinks about it, I think that it was decently low leveled so itās move pool would be Scratch/Growl with the Own Tempo ability
Sebastian Krueger:
analysis - I feel like heād be a Dragon and Grass type user, just me? I just look at his base design and see a Dragon and Grass trainer - you can fight me over it, Iād also except Bug or Poison type Krueger
PokƩmon team
Tangrowth - Iām right end of discussion. give this man the big wad of sentient vines, it feels right in my soul. Krueger already uses that camouflage veil and dresses is greens, might as well give him some mobile cover too. Stun Spore/Poison Powder/Grassy Terrain/Power Whip with the Regenerator
Gloom - let me preface by saying all his team members are gut feelings and going with vibes because Gloom? Gloom just feels like a Krueger PokĆ©mon. itās a stunner/poisoner, I feel like Krueger can match Glooms energy, fucking people upā and other PokĆ©mon, but likeā¦ fucking people up mostly. it would have Sunny Day(TM)/Sleep Powder/Petal Dance/Moonlight with the Chlorophyll ability
Carnivine - do I just want Krueger to have some James and Jesse type shenanigans with a Carnivine? ā¦yeah. yeah, I do. but it also matches his vibe in my heart, a freaky little plant for a freaky little man. move set would be Leech Seed(Egg Move)/Leaf Tornado/Power Whip/Crunch with the Levitate ability
Haxorus - okay. tell me Iām wrong. do it, you canāt - Haxorus was made by Nintendo for Krueger. an armored dragon with axes made forā¦ axing things down? perfect for Krueger, destruction buddies. has the ability Rivalry and knows Iron Tail(Egg Move)/Dragon Dance/Guillotine/Outrage
team amendments
Druddigon is another dragon that screams Krueger. itās all rough nā tough, a little cave dweller for the man? methinks itās be an okay match. has the move set Glare(Egg Move)/Iron Head/Dragon Claw/Outrage with the ability Rough Skin
does Goodra necessarily have Krueger written all over it? no, but I want the man to have a gooey guy. Krueger is so freaky and aggressive and Goodra is so friend shaped, this is a classic duo if Iāve ever seen one. has the ability Hydration and knows Life Dew(Egg Move)/Rain Dance/Muddy Water/Power Whip
follow up thoughts:
Iām not sure if this would take place in the PokĆ©mon world or if itās just Call of Dutyā¦ but PokĆ©mon exist. Iām not going to think too hard about that because it feels like opening a can of worms lol
these were just fun, Iāve been thinking about CoD x PokĆ©mon for a couple weeks and it was nice putting this out here
I have my own PokĆ©mon OC (Beatrice) and it was wild thinking of how sheād interact with them if this were in the PokĆ©mon world
#ghost#simon riley#soap cod#john mactavish#price#john price#graves#phillip graves#konig#kƶnig#krueger#sebastian krueger#pokemon#cod#cod thoughts#call of duty#hit post
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I feel like i haven't posted in forever again TwT
I found an old GlitterGolf idea drabble that I wrote after reading a really good fic about them buried in the depths of my phone so uh...
*throws it at you*
Omg a glittergolf fic with judgemental, sassy, hw2-esque Sun
So like, not only is there the trope of Monty disliking him and thinking hes annoying asf and a weird freak,Ā but now instead of being oblivious and nice, Sun returns the same energy, thinking that Monty is a selfish brute who shouldnt be trusted around children. Like, he'll make very offĀ comments about him and just spend the whole time scowling and trying to shoo him out XD
So, like, imagine there's a thing going on at the daycare.
Where, as almost like, a way to bring more business in and shit, theyve started having a daily thing where one of the glams will visit the kids there and do an activity with them for an hour or so. Usually its Freddy, sometimes its Chica, and rarely its Roxy. This is the first opportunity that Sun really gets to meet them, and it actually goes really well. Sun absolutely adores Freddy, has a new bestie in chica, and shockingly has some good banter and an unlikely friendship with Roxy.
However, theres a day where Freddy has to go for energency maintenence, and the others are all booked for parties.
Leaving only Monty free to do it.
Now, Monty has never done one of the shifts before, because he doesnt do well with the younger kids. Both because hes scary to alot of them, and because he also just doesnt really know how to deal with them. Maybe deep down theres even a deep rooted fear of hurting them ššš
(There definitely is)
But so he is absolutely NOT excited to go.
Despite the way that the rest of the Glams praise up Sunny and how great he is, Monty does not care and still views him as the same annoying freak he always did, despite not having met him yet.
So, he shows up and Sun opens the door all cheery being like "Oh hello Freddy! Youre a bit late i was worried you werent gonna show up and-"
And then he clocks that its monty.
"Oh."
He immediately glares down at him in pure, utter distain, voice filled with disappointment and mirth.
Monty stares back up at him with a huff, tense. If he had fur, his hackles would be absolutely raised.
Then Sun would be all like "ugh. Ew. why are you here", and Monty very bluntly explains that hes been forced to go and that Freddy is in maintenence.
Then Sun tries to shut the door on him XD
"Im sure the kids can go one day without a glamrock then! Ill let them know freddy is sick, thank you for telling me. Lovely to meet you, Montgomery!"
Monty stops the door by grabbing it stongly with his hand, scoring clawmarks into it.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
Sun scoffs at the damage
"Im the one taking over, dipshit. Im here to do my fuckin job"
The realization that hes truely stuck with Monty dawns on him, and he opens the door again, taking a deep breath.
"No swearing in the daycare..."
He spits it through gritted teeth and relents, turning his back to him and stalking away.
Then the cheery front goes back up and he completely changes XD
He introduces Monty to the kids as best as he can, but none of them really seem too interested, making him both snicker but also be incredibly frustrated that his dramatic intro didnt work.
(Also, to explain more character stuff, Sun is mostly in typical fanon form, and then uses all that hw2 sass mostly as a defence mechanism. Hes definitely got some mischief to him that he also uses it for, like banter with Roxanne, but for the most part hes a sweetheart. He gets easily frustrated with management and people that he doesnt like, but has alot of patience with activities like crafts and also with the kids. He is still like, painfully innocent and has his loopy childlike vibe, but just covers it up when he feels threatened. The best way i can describe it is that he acts like a playground bully when he doesnt like you. XD Still childish, but now just a more snarky, cold and mean version. Hes a bit cautious of some new things, although very curious. So he normally is a bit cautious around new people, but very welcoming and nice.
This is different for Monty, because of what he hears from the kids XD
Alot of them when mentioning him in passing, see Monty as scary and violent, so now thats how Sun views him. Alot of the kids see him as a threat, so now Sun does too. Hes protective of the kids, so of course hes jumped to judge someone he doesnt know based on whether the kids like him or not XD
Dont get me wrong, in some situations hed definitely try to show the kids the thing theyre scared of isnt so bad, but in the case of Monty, he has confirmationĀ that he can be angry and violent from the other glams and staff, so of course he still just sees him as bad lmao.
Like, the way he acts towards Monty is mostly because of mama bear instinct stuff. He sees him as a threat to the kidsĀ so he doesnt like him.)
Enemies to lovers my beloved āØļø
But over time, Monty starts having to do it more and more, as inconveniences keep piling up, and Sun starts to kind of let his guard down, and the scathing defensiveness turns into teasing. He sees Monty actually trying to connect with some of the kids, and also after spending his whole life w Moon, understands that Monty is frustrated that theyre scared of him. He starts to see the good in Monty, and also pity him a bit.
Monty on the other hand, starts to admire how much Sunny cares about the kids, and steadily gets used to his upbeat and overly cheery demeanor. He no longer sees him as annoying, but instead, endearing.
And then theres eventually endgame GlitterGolf
#catt rambles#fnaf#fnaf sb#fnaf security breach#montgomery gator#monty fnaf#fnaf monty#dca#dca fnaf#fnaf dca#sundrop#sundrop fnaf#fnaf sundrop#fnaf sun#sun fnaf#fnaf sb sun#glittergolf#sun x monty#monty x sun#five nights at freddy's#fnaf daycare attendant
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the dynamic of the tav I'm playing and Minthara is gonna be SO fun because like imagine the scrawniest little half-drow girl anyone's ever seen who is drow on her father's side (disgusting) and was mostly raised by her human side so she hasn't been around many drow in general and has never met a female drow. and like all she'd hear about female drow from the people around her is like, bad terrible things probably so she's just living her whole life like "ok I have to be extra good all the time forever then" and then she does the absolute worst job she can conforming to drow gender norms (possibly on purpose) and becomes a wizard of all fucking things and she's just gonna be a scrawny little good girl wizard forever so that no one thinks she's scary
and then brainworms happen and she's gotta go save all these people from the goblins like a good little girl and uh oh she finds out that there's a drow lady meeting these goblins and she's like š despite it all and Minthara ends up being the first female drow she's ever met in her entire life and when she meets her, uh oh, she IS being scary and mean and threatening to mutilate and torture people uh oh every story she's ever heard is right
and the second Minthara notices her, its like
like "uh oh, the scary mean (and hot) drow lady you just met immediately notices you and grabs you by the brain and caresses it, then shows you a psychosexual interaction she had with the most deranged person in the world" all before Minthara even verbally acknowledged her and she's just like
and uh oh, now the scary drow lady she just met is immediately after that telling her they're going to slaughter the tieflings together and you know what, maybe if Karlach wasn't behind her and she wasn't at a terminal stage of "gotta be a good girl" syndrome, then she would because the thing she's been scared of her entire life is actually very hot and also instead of being scary at her, tried to take her by the hand (brain) and lead her to glory without hesitation. maybe she could have been convinced or strong armed into it
but you know, I'm not being evil yet and now Halsin is telling this very confused little half drow that she has to kill all the goblin leaders, including Minthara and you know what, maybe she did think she did it, or maybe she noticed Minthara was still breathing and just kept her mouth shut and was like "Yup, they're all definitely dead" and time passes and she continues her adventures and all and is just wondering what happened to that drow lady who she left unconscious in a pile of dead goblins after having the most confusing interaction with in her entire life.
and then she finds that scary mean (and hot) drow lady again several days or even weeks later, after having some time to process her confused feelings and probable attraction, but resigning herself to it not being something that's gonna come up again
and when she meets Minthara again, who lived up to being all the terrifying things that she was supposed to be the first time meeting, Minthara's looking like
#and then imagine when she finds out Minthara is a Baenre#anyway they're gonna fuck crazy#their romance arc is just gonnaa be alternating making these eyes at each other#begging to other person to be good/evil and it possibly working#I am setting a save file aside so that I can go back and murder the tielfings to get that Minthara scene#but I'm not gonna like continue from that save#I have like 8000 characters I want to romance with Minthara and Shadowheart ok#I'm gonna get to evil ones eventually#surprisingly Lae'zel still my fave but I only really want to romance her otherwise with Shart#keeping it monogamous#minthara baenre#minthara
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okay, when was someone going to tell me that
oh, idk, steven started at 19, burgh has a younger sister, clay actually isn't born american, skyla's whole fam thing and ELESA IS 15???? (even younger than skyla like wtf???)
(also the 'alder' at the bottom is supposed to be drayden lol)
and that's not all
say hello to:
viola being 18??? 'black whirlwind' korrina, RAMOS MEETING AZ'S FLOETTE AS A KID, genderfluid and apparently also age-fluid olympia, CLEMONT?? AND HIS WHOLE THING DOWN TO BEING 12 OF ALL AGES???
(you know what, marlon being 30 definitely makes sense with the hippie vibes)
wikstrom SAYING that he only wears that suit in pokemon battles but i've never seen his casual wear, malva being pr for flare lol, drasna selling dragon merch + great family lore if you want to know, siebold having to third-wheel lysandre and sycamore while eating (move aside malva, you're not the only elite 4 dealing with this) and 20?? YEARS OLD?? DIANTHA????????????
(way too many men in kalos are getting ladies, c'mon)
ethan being into history is such a neat detail hmmm, idk much of the frontier brains ngl, and we've finally got the region for looker and it's... hoenn??? you know what, makes sense with his chaotic vibes so i'll take it (throws away unova taped to a rock behind my back). also he's abolsutely cheating we all see that he's just relying on knowing us as protags, should've known smh
(um i think someone said that 'caitlin' should've been anabel but idk)
oh and the last one is charon, if we care about how much of a loser he really is. forget about birch and the poochyena, this guy is the lowest heh. imagine being charon (please don't).
(when the protags of johto are the same age as clemont lol) (yeah i know there are years between those events just let me have this)
and last but not least:
aaron š¤ valerie: wanting to be pokemon (and ig gotta toss in shauntal with the ao3 writer gift heh, don't know if they would commission her or stay away), bertha's description???? i love flint just saying, cynthia šš is absolutely doing something illegal šš, roark is WHAT??? (child labour laws in sinnoh must be lax ngl), maylene as well???? fantina watching scary movies is something i'll have to incorporate into my worldview and bryon?? are you okay??
so yeah. credit goes to @/KuroBlitz96 on the twitter/x for having this up, i'm just here to project sheer surprise at this massive dump of ages... my thoughts on pokemon have completely turned on its head once more lol (this is fine)
#sinnoh is the most surprising out of the regions avaliable#but c'mon 12 year old clemont?? he is legit baby#steven is really just chilling around for at least 4 years until the protag got him huh??#when i was first watching bw i thought that cilan was middle child until that 3rd last ep?? with the fight for the gym#and having the bros come to him cemented the idea that he was the oldest#so hearing that is good to know#even though i have to make peace that they never left the city lol#WHY IS ELESA/ROARK/MAYLENE/DIANTHA SO DANG YOUNG???#i can maybe let go of viola. in time. maybe.#i also love some of that lore/history dump here as well#lenora's dad bringing back fossils and lyra being torn between countryside/city#viola being a big sister figure and getting that camera from her father#crasher wake being a fake fan but also heavily embodying that barry spirit in his own way#the ramifications of the mother dying after bonnie was born and wow that gag in the anime is suddenly a lot more sadder huh#on the brighter side the prism tower used to be a part of a travelling amusement park lol#flint's hype!!! maylene being confused over her own strength!!! (thoughts about paul's insults hit a lot harder after this hmm)#wulfric being an explorer!! and i'm still not over ramos and az's floette oh god#unfollow me right now. this is all i can talk about for the next few weeks. my brain is way too small for this knowledge help#is it canon now?? idk. but the fact that this was here is killing me#pokemon teraleak#save#deep stuff
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@bobafish, re:
#please elaborate on courf's temper šš#tbh I hadn't heard that before
OK! :D these are just Thoughts about him character wise and not like...deep XD
to be clear I don't think Courfeyrac has a BAD temper, I don't think he's a screamy scary guy who blows his top all the time! I want to make that clear; Courfeyrac is clearly A Delight and a charmer.
I do think he has a quick temper, though--quick like a firecracker, where it flares up and dies back in a blink, and , usually ,doesn't do any harm. Two main points make me think this: 1- the Charter Torching Scene. He's just talking with Combeferre, who he knows fundamentally agrees with him, but he gets so worked up about the existence of the Charter itself that he has to throw it in the fire. This is fine! It's a stupid pamphlet none of them need, he's being Dramatic and it's very funny-- but it's definitely not a Relaxed Easygoing Move XD It's pretty much a summary of how I think his temper works-- he gets riled up, he makes a quick comment or gesture (in this case: Setting A Thing on Fire) and he's done. A quick temper, not a bad temper. 2- "Hold your tongue, you cask!" said Courfeyrac. (Night Falls on Grantaire) Couldn't think of any better leadup to it than that XD Courfeyrac is the first of the barricade fighters to lose his patience with Grantaire; it's not a big scene , it's just a quick "shut up" with a little extra insult, and --as I've said of Enjolras' rebuke to Grantaire in this scene-- it is fully deserved, Grantaire is being an ass in this scene. I don't think Grantaire even processes it, he just launches off in another direction. >< But he is the first person to tell Grantaire to shut up, getting exasperated with him even faster than Enjolras, who is pretty much Done with Grantaire's nonsense from the get-go.
There's also the way he's so quick with teasing, sometimes with results you know he doesn't want (like Marius avoiding him for days XD) . All of the Amis are pretty jokey, but Courfeyrac's noted by the narrative to be particularly fast on the draw with a nickname or a bit of a jab.
Again I hasten to say I don't think this makes him a Terrible Person-- I actually kinda roll my eyes at the level of Offense some people take off him -- but I think it's a little piece of characterization that separates him from Legle's more monologuing style of puns, or Grantaire's ...whatever the heck Grantaire is doing XD Courfeyrac gets associations with fire, for his warmth, and sometimes even a nice well contained fire can send out a spark that makes someone yelp; and he gets compared with cats and kittens, and sometimes even a very sweet cat will catch someone with its claws in passing- or on purpose, now and then .
(I bet he can be absolutely brutal when he wants, but that's reserved for people who have it coming. Like Rousseau. Kick his ghostly ass, Courfeyrac.)
#Courfeyrac talk#thank you for letting me ramble <3people who ask about Other People's Headcanons make the world go round#tbh I struggle a bit with Courfeyrac#so well rounded and well adjusted#how am I supposed to relate to that XD#him having a little flashpan temper makes him stand out a bit in a good way to me#TRAGICALLY he'll probably mellow as he gets older#which definitely that's what he's gonna do. get older.#THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS
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Mkay so it took me way too long but I have finally created new art :3 (I finished these a while ago and forgot to post them but SHHHHH)
Anyways, these characters are from my absolute favourite and most well developed story in the roster; Stones of Gold. The love I have for thus story and its characters cannot be put into words. They are my everything
Anyways, here they are :3
Characters featured (left-right): Zepsun and Casaraua
Cas is the main POV character of SoG and I love him to death, heās one of my favourite characters in all of my storiesš He was raised on a farm by his mom after his dad left her (he left because Cas is what is known as a Rune Shifter which Iāll explain later). Heās not the best with social interaction due to never having interacted much. Heās very shy and afraid of everything, even though he literally had super strength. He becomes the newest member of the main group behind the next guy
Zep, fun fact, is actually a minor antagonist in the beginningš He joins the main group last because of issues. Anyways, he was taken under some emperorās wing after the guy saves him from slavery as a child which totally fucked with his psyche (as it should). Zepās pretty closed off and tends to get defensive. He fears anyone who can beat him in a fight. He is also a rune shifter
They become very gay later on
Characters featured (left-right): Chryo and Cyruss
I fucking love Chryo to death, sheās just so fun. She is a TANK of a woman (and a Rune Shifter as well). Iād say sheās pretty motherly and sweet when interacting with people she likes but, when you threaten someone she loves, sheāll become your worst nightmare. Sheās determined as fuck and very snarky, especially to her boyfriend. She was the first to join the group (AKA she created it LMAO)
Cyruss canonically has gigantism, making him very tallš Heās Chryoās girlfriend and is definitely the more mellow of the two. Heās a musician (havenāt named or drawn the instrument yet but itās kinda like a guitar/banjo hybrid Ig???) and enjoys his more gothic music n stuff like that (I imagine his music to sound like The Awakening or Miracle of Sound, or both) Heās a bit scary to many due to his quieter nature and darker colours, but heās a very nice and chill guy with a lot of good advice to share. Like his girlfriend, he definitely knows how to fight :3 He joined the group second, though the last two basically joined with him so (The group as in the friend/rogue group, btw). Heis not a shifter
Characters featured (left-right): DrƩlan and Mitzen
DrĆ©lan is an ex knight who left due to disagreeing with his king. He had since become close friends with a viking, a gothic musician and an assassin (as well as a traumatised gay man and a farmer boy later on, obviously). Heās a very kind and selfless person who takes no bullshit from anyone every. This dude will literally stand between you and god. He sorta becomes a father figure to Cas in the story and they do strong man stuff together (like fix carts and talk about animals, obviously)
Mitzen is an ex assassin, leaving her guild for similar reasons to DrĆ©lan. They were once on opposing sides but became good and loyal friends once they both left their groups. Sheās a ātough loveā kinda gal, shoving her friends into situations whether they like it or not. Like Zep, sheās pretty closed off but sheās definitely calmer and more composed than he is (due to being older and more mature)
They are the only characters in the group that arenāt in a romantic relationship with each otherš¤£ You can still ship them, tho :3
ANYWAYS, the āØloreāØ
Yāall are probably wondering what a Rune Shifter is, right? Yeah, I thought soš Iāll do my best to explain!
A Rune Shifter is a magical being with gem/rock/whatever material casings covering certain parts of their bodies (for reference, Zep, Cas and Chryo are Shifters). One-Runed Shifters are the most common, Two-Runed Shifters are rare, Three-Runes Shifters are VERY rare (90% of critters never see a single one in their lives) and Four-Runed Shifters are saved for myths n shit (no one knows if theyāre even real) (Examples; Zep is a double shifter - meaning he had two magic types at once, making him a Two-Runed Shifter - Cas is a Three-Runed Shifter and Chryo is a One-Runed Shifter)
Shiftersā powers are element based (for example; Zep in an ice/water Shifter, Cas is a Sun Shifter and Chryo is a Moon Shifter (or Moon Rune and Cy likes to call her). There are quite a few of them and I havenāt written them all down yet, soš¤£ Anyways, they all have different abilities (having more runes= more powers). More examples!! Ice Shifters can control ice, Water Shifters can control water, Sun Shifters are typically protective forces (with force field n super strength and all that), Moon Shifters can multiply and become invisible, etc. (Itās all still a wip soš)
An ability all Shifters have is the ability to shift (duh) into Rune Beast forms. Rune Beast forms are like monster forms, they can take on any appearance but mostly take the appearance of different already existing animals (also a WIP). Many believe that the form you discover always means something
Now, for the āØworldbuildingāØ
Basically; Rune Shifters are powerful and scary so non-Rune Shifters hate them. Shifters are discriminated against and feared. Any mother to have a Shifter child and keep is also despised (basically Casā and his motherās backstory lmao)
Omg this is a long ass post lmao-
But bro, I canāt help myselfš I fucking live this story and the characters to DEATH and I hope yāall like em tooš
If you have any questions regarding the story, feel free to reblog or reply with said questions!
#VanityTheVantropist#Stones of Gold#SoG#Art#Digital art#Furry#Furry art#Furry OC#Furry OC art#Original story#Original story art#My OCs#My art#Fantasy
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#1 ZOMBIE AU ALLAN PLS.
I need to know how he's like in a zombie apocalypse, especially if ma boi Sylvan is the one creating the virus for the zombies š¤£
PFFT
*rubs hands together as a Resident Evil fan*
SO.
PERCHANCE.
HAVE YOU EVER HEARD. OF ALBERT WESKER.
Cus he would SO be equivalent to him š¤£
Heās the big bad guy 100%. He might not have created the virus (but he probably helped research it in some way š) and when the virus breaks out he just becomes this evil mastermind taking FULL advantage of the situation.
very āSeven Minutes, Seven Minutes Is All I Can Spare To Play With Youā asshole vibes.
If he helped make the virus he knows how to MANIPULATE it. And he does if weāre going off Resident Evil zombie logic which I am its my fav zombie series then heād probably intentionally inject into people to manipulate/mutate/strengthen people. Oh the āgood guys have broken into your lab? Wham bam yes man instant army service LOL
Yeah, if you have the stupid scientists who made the virus, HE would be the Big Bad Scary Scientist Who 100% Knew Wtf He Was Doing, Did It Anyway, And Now Wants To Kill Everybody :3
why? Idk he was bored and world domination seemed fun
Also since again Iām basing my zombie AU on Resident Evil then heād 100% Wesker himself and inject himself with the virus to be stupidly strong š dumbass
#Please enjoy this really dumb edit of allan as Albert Wesker LOL#if you dont know who he is I hope this all gets the vibes right LMAO#hogwarts legacy#allan waite#hogwarts legacy mc#the mcverse#ask game
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do you have anymore thistlecaster headcanons š
its been a thousand years since i got this ask im so sorry irl and writing stuff has just been a nightmare. but to answer your question, yes, i do!
gorgug games. for fun. fabian, as a guy raised on the celestine sea who only got to solace at like age 14-16 (i refuse to believe he was adventuring for two years and was still at level one), does not. gorgug decides he's gonna show fabian how
this leads to the thistlecaster purrmon (pokemon) spiritsteel (soulsilver) playthrough
fabian meanwhile is perfectly content to watch gorgug play but he's so genuinely touched by how much gorgug wants to share this hobby with him that he's immediately all in
he's got the controls but he spends most of his time leaning against gorgug's chest holding the fantasy ds and asking for advice
they pick a starter together. it's named hang and the next two purrmon are van and man
when they're eventually full adults doing full adult things they like to surprise each other with sweet meaningful gestures
gorgug will drop by fabian's studio during late rehearsals with coffee (for caffeine) and dinner (for sustenance). all of fabian's fellow dancers adore this guy btw. theyre constantly bemoaning the fact that fabian is hot and rich and has a cute boyfriend who treats him wonderfully and fabian is just like >:) yes i am and yes i do
(he frequently is brought to tears by this though. no one believes he takes gorgug for granted bc theyve caught him tearing up over the notes gorgug puts in his dinner bag)
similarly fabian will stop by when gorgug is in class (getting a teaching degree bc he does not care what aguefort says he's getting a degree before he starts meddling in the lives of kids. also double-majoring in arcane engineering) to whisk him away for lunch
if gorgug has an exam coming up he is all in on making sure gorgug gets as much study time as he needs
he will also show up before the exam starts and quite firmly kiss gorgug and tell him that no matter what happens he will always be the most wonderful person and the greatest wizard of this age
all gorgug's classmates are confused but it gets gorgug to laugh and not be so stressed going into the exam
and after every exam fabian brings gorgug flowers
also in combat they're so. scary
i can't emphasize this enough
it's like fighting people who can read each other's minds. as the main martial and melee combatants for their party (and i think the bad kids still do adventure, they just limit it to once per year for a while) theyre really used to fighting as a team
they know each other's body language so well and they balance each other perfectly. gorgug's strength and endurance and fabian's dexterity and speed. theyre scary
they adore each other so very much. and tease each other a lot but still
theyre everything to me
#d20#thistlecaster#fabian seacaster#fabian aramais seacaster#gorgug thistlespring#fantasy high#fhjy#dimension 20#d20 headcanons#the bad kids
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Seeing that one reblog of yours about the manhwa I Became The Male Lead's Adopted Daughter really intrigued me! Is it a good one? š
Funny story about that, after your reblog brought the post to my attention again and after talking with a friend on discord about stories that subvert tropes I just went back and reread that entire manhwa up to the end of season 2 so this is great timing XD. Im summary: It's absolutely worth your time if you're a fan of father/isekaied daughter fantasy, if you're an isekai manhwa fan in general, or if you just want a well made fantasy father daughter story. Its fantastical concepts are handled with a grounded maturity that most stories in the same genre just don't manage to pull off because it takes the time to truly flesh out its characters as human being first and any tropes last.
The long story is below the cut, I'll be discussing vague spoilers throughout seasons 1 and 2. (side note, im using the official TL names for this bc i like em better)
I Became the Male Lead's daughter has a lot going for it, first of which being Pelliot, the cold duke of the north who adopts Lionia from the orphanage. Most manhwa of this nature have the isekaied person be our main pov with brief glimpses into the parent's perspective, usually done more for plots sake or to comment on how strange the isekaied child is acting. Pelliot shares the protagonist spotlight with Lionia because this story is about both of them concurrently- in fact, we don't even get a look int Lionia's head to find out she's been isekaied until chapter 8(i think, either way its after chapter 5). Before that we get to know her from how Pelliot and the people at the estate see her. Which is such a refreshing take for me, especially when you consider that Pelliot while a stereotypical "violent and competent northern duke who becomes a parent" in theory, is actually played out in a grounded way. The reason he even wanted a child is because he's feeling lonely and he sees how his best friend (yes!! our cold duke has friendships!! and they're super sweet!!) is so happy with 2 children, that he goes about getting a child in the most pragmatic way possible. He is violent and regularly commits war crimes, but he isn't cruel to his staff or his knights as is standard fair for these archetypes. (Can't say the manhwa avoids classist tropes, but such is the way when you have noble protagonists and don't want to make them look complicit in a degrading class system but overall things are handled well enough in that regard). Pelliot, in his fatherhood, also avoids falling into trope traps yet again by being a very believable first time parent. He struggles to adjust to Lionia's emotional needs but is learning, he goes to his knights for advice, he's studying Lionia and trying to make sure she gets a proper childhood and does his best to protect her from further exposure to violence beyond what happens with the abusive orphanage staff. They have a believable banter and play off each other to a scary degree, and while he loves her and worries for her he isn't an overbearing protective trope either. I feel like this is already too long but like. He's such a cool protag to have in a genre that tends to have very narrow and singular dynamics of parent/child relationships. And this isn't even talking about the other relationships we see him have with his peers which are just as good.
Moving onto our other protagonist, Lionia, the post made by @living-as-the-enemy-prince HERE (which clearly you have read but in case other curious souls want to look at it) sums a large part of what makes her work. This is a story that fully realizes its concept to the most effective degree. And I love in turn the story addresses the trauma that comes with being reincarnated- not only from a "i miss my home and family and friends" but from the inherent trauma of being an adult only to one day become a child. Lionia didn't get a chance to rest, she was thrown into a life of abuse, all her agency stolen from her, forced to look after the other orphans because she was the only one who could thus she felt responsible. That sort of disruptive event isn't something that can be brushed off, and it shows in the way Lionia is deeply insecure about her relationship to Pelliot. In this way their dynamic is made equivalent from both sides- in many stories its almost one sided, with the parent figuring out this relationship naturally and the isekaied child playing things 'for the story' and only recognizing the relationship theyve built later (thank you wmmap for helping solidify that -_-). It's truly so well thought out and every aspect of the central relationship feels so natural.
As for the story at large, I'm very excited to see what the plot has in store. As of season 2 of the manhwa, we're only just starting to kick things off plot wise, up until now its been far more concerned with relationship building and giving us a foundation on these characters. But things are definitely cooking now that we've heard mention Baria- the protagonist of the novel Lionia read in her past life (I could probably write another blurb about how well that is being handled but this post is so long already so). On that note though, don't be worried about that "oh but i have to follow the original plot against all common sense and reason" trope bc that doesn't matter at all here. Lionia has her concerns when it comes to the story, some of her insecurities stem from the fact that Pelliot never had a daughter in it, mentioned or otherwise, but at the end of the day she doesn't give a shit, she just wants her dad to have a happy and peaceful life.
Tbh anyone who hasn't read this should absolutely give it a chance bc I haven't even mentioned half the things I find cool about it like all the side characters that I love or the empress storyline that I am eyeing with extreme interest, etc etc
#I became the male lead's adopted granddaughter#manhwa#mae rambles#i hold a lot of love in my heart for this so i just went a wittle crazy
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š Do I feel that *a little confrontation* between Matt and Hector is coming? Probably with Seline arriving earlier from her trip, just in the middle of.... well.
Isaiah, hang in there, you self-destructive boy, you have a whole team to take care of you, when they finally stop trying to kill each other... š„š„š„
(with their glances, of course)
Let's see nonny, what I can deliver ;) super inspiring ask btw, I was going in circles with another version, but this got me into a new direction I like much more :D Have some angstying, pained Isaiah with Hector and Matthew as caretakers.
At your mercy
Isaiah was helpless.
Since he was a pup, he understood that the world was all about power. The world of humans, too, but especially the world of wolves. Strenght of the body, of the shadow, resilience, capability, what you were able to give and what you were able to take. All of this decided your position, your respect, your comfort, how others treated you and cared for you.
Being useful, being influential, all of that was power.
And Isaiah knew this and he knew he could achieve it. From his name to his shadow to his natural talent, if he worked his ass off, he was going to get it. He could use it in the right way now, to protect the people he cared about and help those with less of it.
It was a better way to use it than what Father taught him, but it was still all about power.
But right now, he had none.
Isaiah sat in the passenger's seat of his younger, volatile brother's car. The tightness in his chest was constant, like a weight crushing him, but it had been like that for a few days. Gradually worsening. He could handle it. The burning hot knife, however, that was stabbing him right into the heart in irregular intervals, was a different matter.
When the stab came, he gasped for breath and shut his eyes. When the knife twisted, the world disappeared and for that eternal crazy moment, he was aware of nothing but the white-hot pain that took all over his senses.
Slowly, he came back to himself, to Hector's voice calling his name, to his vision hazily coming back together.
The twisting slowed. His heart drummed against his ribcage painfully, but only aftershocks of the attack, wave, stab, whatever appropriate term he was supposed to call it.
Then the nausea came, like filling a water with glass. It started in his stomach, which always stopped whatever digestive process was going on whenever his chest got too heavy. Like the heart episode prevented it from working. He was bloated up like he ate a ton instead of a glass of champagne and a small piece of bread and churning like it was filled with water.
And the water level rose after the knife got itself out, rising and flooding his lungs and ribcage and shooting up his throat.
Isaiah clenched his jaw tightly together, gulping against the water shooting up. He was not going to throw up all over Hector's car. That was simply unacceptable.
Isaiah pressed his forehead against the coolness of the window, panting for breath as he fought down the water level. It went down, slow milliliter after another. The urge tempered off, but the nausea didn't. He still felt sick and the car's movement wasn't helping.
"Isaiah? Hey, talk to me. Your breathing is-"
Isaiah glanced Hector's way, feeling a mix of humiliation and confirmation of absolute failure. He had let him see him like this.
Hector knows, Hector knows, Hector knows.
The chanting was scary in its insistence, especially since there was no logical reason why Hector should know. The pain didn't exactly write a glowing heading 'this is what Father did to me during training' on the top of his head.
It also didn't make sense why Isaiah was so terrified of him knowing, but here they were.
"Can I do something?" Hector asked, voice wavering.
Isaiah sighed, scrunching his forehead, watching Hector. He expected to be thrown off the car any moment, with Hector seeing this...this weakness in him.
Wolves didn't get sick and pained like this. And if they did, they had their shadows. And if they didn't have their shadows, they didn't let it show on them and they didn't become helpesss.
Isaiah was the eldest, the heir, the executioner. Even when all else failed, he had taken the power, the teachings and the techniques and made himself useful. Became powerful and influential in his own right, helping others, using that authority, that control...
Without it, everything was falling apart. He was a worthless piece of space. There was a scale in his head, between powerful to useful, with neutral good for nothings somewhere in the middle.
At the other side of the spectrum? Burden.
That's what he was becoming, the longer he was sitting here, biting back groans of pain and waves of nausea, while waiting for another stab of the knife to twist his insides and let it all disappear in a blur of electric pain.
"Almost there. Hang on just a bit longer."
Isaiah let his head lol towards Hector, watching him. His eyesbrows furrowed in a line, met in the center of his forehead. Like a bird flying in the distance, the two meeting lines like wings. Fascinating.
Maybe he was a bit more off than he realized.
Hector made another turn and Isaiah recognized the street. They almost reached the parking lot by his apartment.
Ah. Matthew was going to be there, with a 'told you so'. Or maybe he wouldn't be there at all.
Since Matt found out, Isaiah expected him to leave any day. He caught himself checking every morning, if his things were still in the cupboard. Who would want a pack member with debilitating pain like Isaiah's? Not to mention a leader.
The knife hit at that thought, successfully distracting him with agony shooting from his struggling heart into his chest. That was the explosion of pain there, but it kept running up his tissue, veins and muscles up until his fingertips. Small electrical jolts of pain.
The car stopped. Isaiah's vision came back before his hearing that was filled with thudding of his bloodstream. Hector said something, the furrowed little bird on his forehead even clearer. Then he left his vision, the car shaking as he left it.
That's when the water rose, as Isaiah should have known, should have expected it by now. But the shock of Hector leaving and closing the car made him hesitate just long enough for the water to overflood him.
Isaiah managed only to jerk forward as the flood of vomiting rocked it out of his throat all over the floor and carpet. He gagned once more from the sensation, the nausea hitting its peak. Isaiah struggled against the seatbelt digging into him as he strained, more watery vomiting going thicker and slimier at the end.
The car door on his side opened. The whole thing couldn't have taken longer than the time Hector needed to circle the car from the outside. So close. And Isaiah still couldn't make it.
The failure had him gagging and choking on air over himself as Hector crouched down next to him, hurriedly opening the seatbelt to help Isaiah turn outside.
The cold night air hit his lungs, the shock making him gasp, but he could finally breathe.
He coughed and heaved emptily as Hector took him by both shoulders, letting Isaiah grab onto his in turn. "Okay. Shit. You are alright. Breathe."
Isaiah spat on the ground between them, sagging in Hector's hold, his hands letting go of Hector's shoulders. But Hector still held his, guiding Isaiah to lean his forehead against his chest.
"Sorry-" Isaiah choked out, "sorry, I'm so sorry-"
"That's what got you so freaked out? Jesus, man. I don't care about the damn car."
Isaiah let his hands hang limply by his sides, dead weight against Hector, halfway out of the passenger seat. But Hector was steady. Strong and way more muscular than the suit showed, hard-coiled muscles under the clothes.
"Seriously. I have had so many worse things happen in there. Blood and bloody vomit and weirdly looking weeping injuries...heck, maybe I shouldn't have a fancy car, when I wanna be driving wolves around. Get injured way too easy."
Isaiah didn't know if Hector was saying that just for his benefit, but he didn't have the energy to care, letting his eyes close shut to prepare himself for the next part. Just letting himself breathe was nice.
"Thanks. I can make it on my own from here," he tried.
Hector scoffed. "Right. I don't see any wings sprouting from your back though, so that would be a no. I'm coming with you."
Isaiah squeezed his eyes shut in discomfort. He didn't want Hector seeing him like this, but that didn't mean Matthew was any better. If he was still there. He was scared to find out.
"...Or we can just go home to my place. You don't have to stay here, when you clearly don't want to," Hector offered. "Arnie will be glad."
If Isaiah was torn before, the mention of Arnie settled things. He already let two out of his four most important people in the world find out. No way he was letting a third one in on it. "Staying..."
Hector huffed a frustrated breath. "Alright. Come here." He looped his arm around Isaiah, easily lifting him to his feet and closing the car.
Isaiah lost himself somewhere on the ride in another stab of the knife. They just entered the elevator and he stiffened in Hector's arms as it hit, hands curling up in weird directions. Hector held him tighter but the movement of the elevator going up had Isaiah's head spinning and floating away in sparkles of pain.
...
"-knew this, and you still let him go there? To a wolf meet in his condition? They would have torn him to little scraps! What kind of pathetic second lets something like that happen?"
"Excuse me?! You didn't even know. Some brother you are..."
Isaiah frowned. He was lying on something soft and familiar. The fluffy white pillows from the living room, piled up underneath him.
There was a growl sounding a lot like Hector before a fight. "How dare you-"
"What the fuck was I supposed to do? Glue him to the freaking chair? He is an adult and an experienced wolf, he knows what he is doing-"
"Knows what he is doing! That was the act of someone with a death wish-..."
There was a sudden silence, striking after the yelling.
"I-I don't think," Matthew stumbled over his words. "He doesn't want to...like...he just doesn't really care, you know? About...yeah."
Another growl from Hector, more pained than frustrated. Then angry stamping of feet. "I don't understand. What is this? What's happening?" His voice sounded more distant, muffled, like he covered his face with his hands. "It doesn't make any sense. This isn't him. He is the executioner, the best wolf, the most fearsome fighter...he doesn't...he didn't make friends and have students and meddle with packs and leave his family behind to do solo crap in the city with lost causes like you..."
"I don't think that's the point."
Hector snarled. "What? You meant to tell him you know- that he told you?!"
"No. I don't know what happened. But he is a martyr and he suffers for everyone. If you and Arnie struggled with something, like with his absence, then he took on way way worse."
"Are you telling me it doesn't matter why he lef-"
"I'm telling you it shouldn't. I don't know what happened and I don't fucking care. I believe in him. In the Isaiah he is now. And that Isaiah would never hurt anybody, never do something without a reason, never let anyone get hurt if he could help it..."
"This is a farce. A mask. This can't be the real one."
"What if that before was the mask? What if he wasn't that different than he is now? There must have been one hell of a reason. I can tell something was super fucked up about your family and I wasn't even there."
Isaiah decided he had allowed this long enough.
He wanted to protest, but instead of a coherent sound, all he managed was a groan.
Another death silence followed.
"Isaiah?" Matthew's voice sounded closer.
Isaiah opened his eyes into slits. His chest was still hurting, the room was spinning. It was hard to focus on one single point.
"Hey, man." Matthew came up by Isaiah's ear, sounding relieved and happy, like Isaiah managed a great feat by keeping his eyes open. "You blacked out for a second. How are you feeling?"
Isaiah's mouth twitched. "You guys are...yelling too much. Can't sleep."
Matthew cracked a smile at that. "Yeah, sorry about that. But your brother is an idiot."
"Hey! I'm right here!" Hector protested. Isaiah relaxed at hearing the feistiness return into Hector's voice. He didn't like the broken edge from before one bit.
Isaiah watched Matthew with wide eyes, studying him as much as the blurry sight would allow. It was making him nauseous to try, but Matthew didn't look angry. Was he seeing wrong?
"What is it?" Matthew leaned closer, noticing his intent gaze.
"Help me up?" Isaiah said feebly, cursing the weakness of his own voice.
"Sure thing." Matthew shuffled around to get on the sofa next to Isaiah before hoisting him up. The rapid change of elevation had Isaiah groaning and squeezing his eyes shut, before he settled against Matthew's side. His breathing was still fast but came easier again.
Isaiah sighed, comforted by Matthew's warmth and strength, the other worries quieting for a second.
"Let's get him out of those clothes." Hector suddenly sounded much closer too. "I'll find him something in the room, you help him with the shirt," Hector bossed, although he had never been to Isaiah's room before.
Matthew huffed, but bowed his head to work on Isaiah's button-up with quick fingers. Isaiah's eyes widened at the plan and its resolute realization.
Hector brought new clothes and then to Isaiah's horror, knelt down to work on unzipping Isaiah's shoes, partly covered in vomit.
Both of them worked silently, getting him into a loose jersey and sweatpants. It was much easier to breathe in those, even if the weight didn't go away.
Hector obviously decided that if no one told him what to do, he could make stuff up. The next time Isaiah blinked, he was shoving a glass of water uncomfortably close to his face. "Drink this."
"I don't know if-"
"Just drink it," Hector said in frustration. Isaiah was so surprised at being bossed around he let Hector hold the rim to his lips and took a couple of careful sips. The nausea wasn't as strong as before, but he was worried it would upset the fragile balance again.
"Any painkillers?" Hector looked at Matthew as if Isaiah wasn't in his right mind to tell him.
Matthew shook his head. "Nothing that works against it very well. Would have to be specific, but there was no diagnosis..."
Hector grunted something in acknowledgment.
"Anything else we can do?" Matthew said when Isaiah's face slid down from his shoulder to his chest.
"Not really," Isaiah mumbled. "Stay?"
Matthew leaned back against the sofa, arm loosely wrapped around Isaiah's back to hold him in place. "Where would I go?"
Isaiah nuzzled against him. "Hmmmm. Thought...you would be angry." He spasmed as a surprising stab came down on him. It was a smaller one this time though. They were dying down.
Matthew tensed up under him the same, grip tightening. "I'm too busy being worried right now."
Isaiah went limp as the spasm passed, fingers tingling with the aftershocks. He was too tired to even react with a decent wave of nausea. It flared up and settled down again.
Isaiah forced his eyes open one more time, looking for Hector.
His brother was cross-sitting on the floor, his back to them. He didn't glance up or look their way, but he leaned his temple lightly against Isaiah's leg, which was hanging all the way to the floor.
Isaiah's eyes weighed a ton. He actually felt sleepy, which never happened during the episodes. This was somehow relaxing.
He was totally helpless.
Somehow that didn't feel so scary today.
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