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[deoidesign]

Thinks about my next series again... I drew the icon for it!

I'm planning to have it launched within a year! I'm hoping for summer 2025. I want to make a prelaunch page before Time and Time Again ends so people can subscribe if they're interested, but I'm worried the series return would be too early...

[ringsofsaturnnnn]

i'd like to play roulette with the red chips, please 🥺🙏

and may i also have a cosmopolitan 🍹😌

(i hope i did that right HAHAHA)

.˚ 💛┊..⃗. 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 ⌇

MDNI | h.nagachika x fem!reader

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨(𝘴) :: pet names, oral (fem receiving), piv, praise, unprotected sex, edging, use of ‘daddy’ and ‘slvt,’ unprotected sex (let me know if i missed anything!)

𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 :: mack i’m fr so glad you requested hide. i love him sm 😭💛. i’m sorry this took so long. i reallyyy hope you like it!

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𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥

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“honey, i’m home!”

those three words were always your favorite to hear. while they were simple, they meant a lot to you. it meant that your husband, hide, had returned home to you yet again.

being a member of the ccg wasn’t exactly the safest job in the world. you knew why your husband worked for them, but it still didn’t make you worry any less.

getting up from the couch to greet him, you flashed him a smile. “there’s my pretty girl.” he cooed after kicking his shoes off. your eyes roamed his body, taking in his features. he always looked so damn good in that uniform..

“honey?” his voice pulled you from your thoughts. blinking and shaking your head, you laughed slightly. “oh, sorry. i was uhm..” trailing off, you couldn’t help but look away. you didn’t necessarily want to admit to your husband that you were checking him out.

“admiring me?” he finished for you. he reached out and cupped your cheek with his hand. moving your head, he forced you to meet his eyes. swallowing, a small blush covered your cheeks. you went to speak, but every word that you thought of died on your tongue as you looked into his eyes.

“come on, angel. use your words. aren’t you going welcome me home?” he teased, a soft chuckle escaping him. the sound was like music to your ears as you looked at him. “w-welcome home.” you stammered out, repeating his words. “oh, come on. that’s it? no, ‘i love you’ or anything cute like that?”

hide had always loved messing with you. he enjoyed how flustered you got. “i-i..” leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to your lips to silence you. “don’t worry, i’ll get you to use your voice.”

“hide!” a soft moan escaped your lips as he continued to draw lazy circles around your clit with his tongue. your fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly as you threw your head back. you could feel him smirk before he pulled away. “yes?” he chuckled, licking his lips.

“s-stop teasing.” you whimpered. he had been edging you for a good ten, maybe fifteen, minutes now. all you wanted was to cum, but he was denying you the satisfaction. “aw, my pretty girl wants to cum?” there he went teasing you again.

nodding your head, you looked at him. “please.” your voice was shaky as you gently bucked your hips. “ah, ah.” he shook his head, his blonde locks falling over his forehead. gently pinning your hips to the bed, he looked down at you with those chocolate brown eyes of his. they were always so warm and full of love.

a soft whine escaped you as you looked at him with pleading eyes. “don’t whine, sweetheart. i’ll let you cum.” he smiled at you before burying his face between your legs once again. he was quick to slip his middle and ring finger inside of you, his tongue immediately latching on to your clit.

“a-ah!” you squeezed your eyes shut as he immediately began pumping his fingers in and out of your sopping cunt. his tongue swirled around your clit, making you clench around his fingers. you could feel him chuckle, which made your eyes roll into the back of your head. “h-hide! fuck!”

it wasn’t long before your fingers found his tangled, messy locks. gently tugging on them, you felt that familiar feeling start to build in your stomach. you prayed that your husband would finally allow you the release you so desperately craved.

“p-please,” you cried. “please let me cum!” you could feel yourself hurdling towards your climax. “go ahead, angel. you’ve been a good girl.” he murmured around your clit. with a soft squeal, you felt yourself cum around his fingers. your fingers gripped his hair harshly.

hide gently pumped his fingers in and out a few more times, helping you come down from your high. once he was satisfied, he pulled his fingers out, watching as a string of cum followed. “such a good girl. came so much for me.” he praised. bringing his fingers to his mouth, he immediately licked them clean.

your chest rose and fell with every breath, your eyes still closed. after a moment, you opened them. hide was kneeling next to you on the bed, a smirk decorating his features. a bulge was noticeable within the tight confines of his navy blue slacks. “a little hand, love?”

you were quick to sit up, your hands immediately reaching for the belt that held up his slacks. “so eager.” his tone was teasing as you fumbled with his belt. after a few more minutes of you fumbling, hide decided to help you out. his fingers made quick work of removing his belt, the sound of the leather sliding out of the fabric making you drool.

the second his belt was discarded, you quickly undid his slacks and pulled them, along with his underwear, down. his dick immediately sprang free, the tip red and already oozing precum. “look at what you did to me angel. you’re just too damn pretty.” pressing a kiss to your lips, he carefully pinned you down to the mattress. while he kissed you, he finished discarding his pants.

“‘m gonna fuck you so good.” he murmured. you whined against his lips, spreading your legs to give him easier access. “that’s a good girl.” he chuckled as he slowly slid into you. a pornographic moan escaped you, your eyes immediately squeezing shut.

“taking my dick so well, pretty girl.” he praised as he slowly started thrusting in and out. the bed dipped under the pressure of bodies as he started to move his hips faster and faster. “a-ah!” your arms had looped around his neck as he pushed his hips flush against your groin.

resting his forehead against yours, he couldn’t help but press another sloppy kiss to your lips. “so fucking deep!” you cried against his somewhat chapped lips. he continued to roll his hips against yours, allowing every inch of him to fill you up. “and so b-big!”

that had hide chuckling. “yeah? but you can take it. i know you can, pretty girl. you always take my dick like a champ.” he groaned. hide couldn’t help but praise you, especially when you were a sweaty mess underneath him. while he loved how you looked no matter what, his favorite way to see you was fucked out underneath him. it made the long, grueling hours of working for the ccg worth it if it meant he could come home to his perfect girl.

“i-i’m gonna cum, honey. where do you want it?” soft pants escaped him, his body sticky with sweat. you only whined, not giving him a direct answer. leaning down, he whispered in your ear. “if you don’t tell me, i’m going to cum in this slutty little pussy and you’re just going to take it. take it like a good girl.”

his words made your eyes roll into the back of your head, your hips bucking harshly against his. “d-do it! cum in my slutty cunt, daddy!” you whined as you felt yourself come undone on his dick. the second your velvety walls squeezed hide’s already sensitive dick, he came. “o-oh fuck!” he gasped.

he thrusted his hips a few more times, carefully working the both of you through your climaxes. as you both came down from your high, you couldn’t help but let out a giddy giggle. “what’s got you all giggly, cutie?” hide asked.

“oh, i’m just glad you’re home..”

dividers & main picture made by :: @strrynigghts

[dearweirdme]

Hi! Wanted to write to you regarding several of the asks you got, decided to do it in one.

1.

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/720767525008310272/hi-anon-aargh-i-am-really-tempted-to-actually?source=share

Lol, I figured the name of the blog and went to scroll. As soon as I saw that they reposted one specific blog I burst out laughing.

They tweet "jikook is so so so very much real" any time anything regarding taekook would drop/happen.

Immediately closed their blog. Those are actual jokers.

2.

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/720766136924471296/hi-anon-so-i-cut-the-blog-mention-out-of-your?source=share

Love how you pointed out the hypocrisy of jikookers. For years, they've been saying how taekook are not close cause they don't show up on BH provided content and if we have no visible proof they must spend no time together. And the "they don't share cause it's private" was just labeled as a shitty excuse.

But now that in ch2 there are no group content and it's quite obvious from several moments that jikook didn't spend much time together in the past year suddenly "they don't share cause it's private" or "they're busy" are very reasonable legitimate explanations.

And last, 3.

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/720747220053426176/httpswwwtumblrcomdearweirdme7207289425349017?source=share

The way in the year 2023 some jikookers are still struggling to understand the concept of work related company provided content is so wild to me.

Like, how you gonna bring up RUN BTS as a legitimate source of supposed real moments when the show by nature is fanservice.

I feel like with time fans kinda forgot that fanservice doesn't revolve just around relationships between members. Fanservice is all the entertainment content that is provided besides music. And variety shows, like Run BTS, are at the top of the pyramid. A highly scripted and edited show for fans entertainment.

Jikookers admit themselves that company plays a big role in how content is edited and presented but forget about it the moment jikook show up together on the screen. I remember seeing posts from them shortly before some sort of content for Japan was released a few years ago. The posts were like "omg I hate Japan content cause we gonna see a lot of taekook interactions" and others in the same vein.

So it's okay for them to call content with more taekook interactions "edited for fanservice" but God forbid we say the same thing about jikook in memories (10 hours out of 8760 in a year), run bts or any other company provided content.

Again, the hypocrisy.

Sorry for long post!

Hi anon!

Hahaha, I already anticipated some to find out which posts I was talking about. I’m struggling with reacting to other blogs posts a bit, because on the one side I want to be respectful to other bloggers, but at the same time… I also want to explain why I feel they are wrong. So yeah.. fortunately it doesn’t happen that often.

But yeah, I absolutely agree with your thoughts. I also think many Jkkrs have a bit of tunnelvision going, because they focus only on Jimin and Jk interactions. The things they think are solely Jkk things, are in reality things they also do with other members… yet those moments with other members are often ignored or diminished. Truth is, all members do fanservice together.

[seyne93]

June 17, 2023

I've been feeling something this past few weeks.

Yung isang guy friend ko kasi (from 2015) from previous church, nagreply sa ngl ko last June 12, 2023. (I knew that it was him kasi he was the first to view my story) He said (per my assumption) through ngl, "do you even like school" and "not to b creepy but you're rly cute lol"

I replied the second entry by reposting the same in my story with my answer: (pabebe emoji) "Anong gusto mo? PM ka lang. HAHAHA CHAR thanks lods" which he immediately viewed as well. The next entry was him (per my assumption again) asking for my fav drink. My assumption occurred na gusto niyang malaman yon para alam niya kung among oorderin pag nagkita kami? HAHAHAHA badtrip na assumption yan.

Pero I answered for my favorite drink is Hot tea with honey, lemon/calamansi. Feeling ko fail yun kasi homemade yung drink sinagot ko, and he was expecting something na can be found in coffee shops.

Tapos ayun, he continued viewing my stories for the week (June 12-17) ANDD for the highlight, earlier, HE SENT ME A DM AT 6:42 AM.

May story kasi ako (ngl ulit) tapos may nag-ask:

"when was the last time you pissed the bed?" Ang ewan ng tanong pero i answered it anyway. HAHA siyempre di naman tayo kj dito. Tapos sabi ko "hahahaha lods, di ko alam, parang sa sobrang tagal di ko na matandaan"

Tapos he replied: Mga 5 years ago ba?

Me: Higher kuya HAHAHHH xD

Him: Kuya ka dyan - Mas matanda ka sakin - De 5 years

Me: (replied to "Kuya ka dyan) Di mo nagets, yung sa deal or no deal kasi yon HAHAHAHAHA

Him: Matagal na yan

Me: Diba sinasabi nila "Higher kuya" - (replied to "De 5 years) Bakit mas marunong ka pa sakin HAHAHAHAHAHA

Him: (replied to "di mo nagets") Ay sorry

Tapos nag-haha reax na lang ako. (parang ang galing ko lang talaga magstop at magpush ng people away from me no?) Pero, gusto ko sana sabihin na (joke lang wag ka magalit jan) pero I'd like to know kung may kasunod pang chat siyang gagawin. Kung wala, eh di wala. HAHAHAHA

Nahihirapan tuloy ako, dahil advanced ako mag-isip, bibitawan ko ba si Santi na pinagdasal at hinihintay ko ng ilang taon na para dito kay Wreck-It-Ralph? hahahaha bagal naman kasi nitong labidabs ko, bahala ka jan pag naunahan ka nito, magsisisi ka.

Pero if it happens, siguro ako ang pinakaunang malulungkot. :(

[silly-thinkings]

Twisted Daydream~

  Sorry for just ghosting, motivation for writing has been pretty slow. but my fics are being worked on! (The Cursed stone is what I've been focusing on recently. only 3-4 chapters need to be written)

I've received many kind words on "Vacation gone wrong". and it is a stand-alone story. This is just filler ya know. will a narrative come out of this? Maybe... I have been thinking about A plot. But this has been sitting in my Docs for a while now and I'm happy with how it came out. Let me know what you think about it :3

P.S this is a long read--  Tumblr isn’t letting me post all that sooooo.... this is broken up into parts;-;

Please do not Repost my work. Likes and reblogs are appreciated. I do not own any of the DC Characters. This is just Fanfic

The gentle rays of the sun graced your face as you took a deep breath. You looked out the window of your small cottage home and reviled in the beautiful view of the grand farm in front of you. You were in paradise. A paradise perfect for you and Bruce to spend the afterlife.

“You know, I still can't believe I made it up here” You heard Bruce say as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Whatever do you mean?” You adjust your body to face him.

“Well… the things I've done, as Batman-”

“What? Beating up the bad guys?” You said with a giggle before placing a hand on his cheek “Bruce, you’ve done so much good. And then some. Besides, plenty of magic users foretold that we’d be together in the afterlife.”

Bruce smiled, your comforting words easing his mind. He placed his forehead onto yours as the both of you just enjoyed each other's space.

That was until the scent of fire invades your senses. Bruce immediately was put on high alert as a green liquid slowly began to engulf his body.

Your breath hitched as he slowly backed away “Bruce? What's happening?” Suddenly a sharp pain began to overrun your body causing you to fall to the floor.

Bruce felt cold as if he were submerged in water.

“No… no no NO!! Can’t I have any PEACE!” He shouted as the liquid consumed his body.

You felt helpless as you reached your hand out to Bruce. Your face pained him “Y/N… I think someone is bringing us back.”

“The pit?”

“Yes…”

Bruce noticed how You had a different substance corrode you. A blue fire began to surround your body. He pulled you into him. “Y/N, I will find you. I will fix this” Bruce cradled your form as the fire spread faster.

The pain you felt crescendo before you whispered one final time “ see you soon.”

Bruce watched as the fire engulfed all of you before he too disappeared from paradise.

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The surrounding guards watched as Bruce rose from the waters with such a rage they've never seen before. Bruce was rabid, Punching and kicking every guard who dared to cross paths with him.

“Don’t Shoot!, we can't afford another death.”

That voice, Bruce immediately turned to attack the woman before he was successfully subdued with a tranquilizer gun. The woman slowly walked forward to the now sleeping man. “Welcome back my beloved, we have much to do.”

~Elsewhere~

A scientist slowly backed away from the grand tank that housed the one and only Y/N Wayne. He was tasked with the impossible, to resurrect the dead. With some help, and a mysterious liquid that was given to him by an unknown source he believed he’d done it.

“Yes… yes yes YES! HAHAHA, the Court will finally accept me now.” He hollered in joy as he hugged the tank.

Y/N Floated in the teal-colored water as her body slightly twitched. The sound of a phone caused the Scientist to break from his glorious accomplishment “Tucker speaking. I'm busy”

“Is that so? I hope that you have the results we are hoping for.”

Tucker gulped as he realized who was on the other end of the phone “Lady Angelica. I- I didn't expect a call… especially so soon”

“The court and I wanted to know if the little project we were funding had progressed”

Tucker turned to the glass tank and smiled “Yes well, Ms. Wayne has returned. H-however I still need more time.”

There was a long pause before Angelica spoke “Excellent work Mr. Tucker. I will send a Talon your way for protection. We don't want any vigilantes spoiling our plans.”

There was a click on the other end of the phone. Tucker stared at it wide-eyed before whooping in joy “Thanks to you Wayne, ill finally be recognized in this city.” He walked over to his desk and pressed a button, draining the water “You and your husband rejected my plans for Gotham. Even Luthor thought I was crazy. But now I’ll-”

“GRAH!” Y/N slammed her head against the glass, causing Tucker to jump a bit in shock. Blood trickled down her cheek as she pulled her fists back to slam the glass.

“No no no” Tucker pressed another button causing water to drain faster before smoke began filling the tank. He watched as Y/N’s body swayed from side to side before falling limp.

“Great. She’s not really back…” Tucker placed his hands in his hair in a panic before freezing “No… I’ve essentially reset her! She is nothing more than a wild beast that must be tamed.” ~~Continue Here~~

[salemwritesxx]

𝓲𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓭.

𝔹 𝔸 𝕂 𝕌 𝔾 𝕆 𝕌  𝕂 𝔸 𝕋 𝕊 𝕌 𝕂 𝕀

     ⇴ male reader [22, virgin]      ⇴ all characters are depicted as [18]+

↳ summary: Bakugou is a 34 year old pro-hero. He had been single since reaching his thirties until one inexperienced, young pro-hero caught his attention a few months ago – [Your.name]. For the past six months [Your.name] and Katsuki have been dating and without knowing it, both of them are struggling with their feelings and emotions, until it all explodes eventually.

↣ rating: / ↣ warnings: Age Gap (12 years), older Bakugou (34), shy virgin reader, cute, sexual tension, sexual things implied

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Standing in the kitchen, you were setting the table while your eyes wandered to your boyfriend every now and then. Bakugou was in front of the oven, adding finishing touches to the dinner he had cooked, not really realizing you were looking at him.

With a small gulp you hastily turned your head again and stared onto one of the plates, your heart racing and blood rushing down south – just by looking. Though, who could really blame you? Katsuki was, despite your age gap, so fucking beautiful and handsome, it was hard for you to keep your cool around him. It also didn’t help that you hadn’t had any sexual experience yet. Thus, you were even more sensitive to… simply everything.

“No! Think about something gross!”, you yelled inside your head, because one glance to your boyfriend made your stomach cramp with all the happy, fluffy feelings that were rushing through your body. (Together with the very horny, very desperate feelings that made their way down south.)

“[Your.name]?”, Bakugou suddenly called your name and touched your shoulder, hence a yelp escaped your lips. You were way too caught up in your own thoughts.

“K-Katsuki-san!”, you stammered, an instant jolt wandering down in your lower abdomen making you gulp. He was so close, smelled so nice, looked so sexy, the way his plush lips looked so soft, his muscles from all the hard work, his pecs and yet the small waist and just-

“Are you okay, [Your.name]? You’ve been silent for a while…”

“No!”, your voice went high-pitched, “I am completely fine!”

With a raised brow, Bakugou looked at you, the pro-hero not really convinced. You didn’t know, you couldn’t know, but your weird behavior worried him. He didn’t want to show or say it, but he was insecure.

“Okay… Dinner’s ready soon.”

“Okay! Thank you, Katsuki-san!”, with that, you quickly turned around and almost fled into the bathroom.

He wondered if you felt awkward due to the age gap.

Biting his lip, he also turned back to the oven. Since he was already 34, Katsuki hadn’t even wanted to date you in the beginning, despite there being obvious sparks between you. But, having a 12 year age gap was not something that could be easily overlooked – at least that’s what he thought in the beginning. Now, he was very comfortable with you, however, some things started to feel a little… iffy.

You had been dating for almost half a year at that point and there had been NOTHING sexual happening between you two. By now, he was rather insecure and wondered if you just simply didn’t find him attractive or too old. But then again, you were the one who was persistent until he gave in to try and date you. So why was it so different now, a few months later? Did you not like him anymore?

It wasn’t like he didn’t want to initiate things. Fuck, he hadn’t had sex in like four years after his last relationship ended horribly and he needed time to be ready again. So to be dating and not have sex was bizarre to him, because if you would just try, he would willingly jump you any second – but seeing you so passive, he worried he would overstep a boundary if he dared to try something. You were so much younger after all.

“Ugh! I fucking hate this. Relationships are way too fucking hard.”, he thought while quietly sighing.

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It all came crashing down a few days later.

Bakugou was freshly out of the shower and still drying himself, when he heard his apartment door being opened and your voice calling for him.

“Katsuki-san? I’m sorry for the intrusion, my friend just got me two tickets to-“, you said excitedly while walking into his home, however, stopped immediately when he came around the corner with a mere, short towel around his hips.

“Two tickets?”, he said so casually, not realizing how hard it was for you to stay calm as all your blood was rushing south.

“No- I- uh- uhm! I-“, you helplessly stuttered before turning around, literally about to just run away, when Bakugou, however, decided enough was enough.

And thus, he grabbed your arm, stopping you from fleeing yet again.

“Wait! What’s the fucking problem?!”

“No- it’s nothing, I just-“

“Kiss me!”, Katsuki then suddenly demanded, catching you off-guard.

You swore you were about to explode, but in the end, you complied and nodded. You WANTED to touch and kiss him, you were just too shy to act upon your pent up horny feelings. So once you stepped closer again, you leaned down to just peck his lips.

And Bakugou seriously thought you wanted to make fun of him. Thus, he grabbed your neck and pulled you down further, this time however kissing you fully on the mouth – hot, passionate and fiery. Thankfully, you immediately kissed him back and it truly seemed like you had relaxed a bit.

“Why don’t you stay the night, [Your.name]?”, he finally asked after pulling back, panting a little. However, he did not think your reaction would be so strong when you stepped back immediately.

“No, I can’t- I, Katsuki-san- and… uhm-“

And that’s when Bakugou simply snapped. Being rejected was one thing, but being rejected from the one who you were dating was definitely hurtful on another level.

“What’s your fucking problem, [Your.name]?! If you don’t like me anymore, just say it and LEAVE. I am done putting up with your shit. I am too fucking old for that!”, he was furious and yelled, before turning around and walking into the living room.

Now you’ve done it.

Your heart dropped into your stomach when you realized how stupid you had been acting the last couple of months, ever since that desperate horny feeling was taking over you.

“No! Wait- Katsuki-san!”, you hastily ran after him, “That’s not it at all! I really, really like you-“

“Oh really?!”, Bakugou interrupted you.

“Fuck, [Your.name], you won’t even fucking kiss me properly, do you REALLY think I am believing you??? Don’t waste our time and just be straightforward and find someone else who suits you better, huh?”

“Katsuki-san, no! That’s not it! I swear it’s not you, it’s-“

“Then what the fuck is it!?!?”

“I am a virgin!”, you then suddenly blurted out, cheeks flaming hot.

“Oh…”

“And you’re so hot and amazing and I don’t want to disappoint you with my non-existing skills and you’re probably weirded out because what 22 year old is a virgin nowadays, you know? Hahaha aha.. so-“, though before you could ramble on more and embarrassingly laugh at yourself, a hand on your cheek and soft lips on yours suddenly stopped you.

Once more, you melted into the kisses, your hands awkwardly placing themselves on his exposed waist. His bare skin underneath your fingertips felt absolutely amazing, you would probably short circuit if you were to touch him deeper.

“You’re so stupid and cute…”, Katsuki then whispered, all his worries and insecurities falling off his shoulders.

“You’re not… disappointed, Katsuki-san?”, you sheepishly mumbled.

“Why would I? I don’t fucking care. I was just… worried. Like you regretted asking me out and you weren’t into this anymore.”, now he was slightly looking to the other side, a soft pinkish hue on his cheeks.

“NO! I like you so much, Katsuki-san!”

Catching him off guard you suddenly hugged him so passionately you both stumbled back a bit and Bakugou’s little towel loosened and eventually fell to the floor. Which you immediately noticed due to the fabric landing on your feet.

“Oh…”

Though before you could pull back in embarrassment, Bakugou had cupped your face and kissed you – quick and soft, a mere peck really. But it made you stop in your erratic movement, even if your cheeks were warm and your [eye.color] eyes shimmered with embarrassment.

“So… how do you feel? Wanna stop running and finally try?”

“YES!”, the way your voice cracked and was all high-pitched was enough for Bakugou to grin widely – you were so cute.

“Good, because I was so fucking close to just jumping you in the next days.”, and with that, Katsuki pulled you down again, lips colliding and tongues meeting in a passionate embrace.

Your raging hormones were all over the place, but now that Bakugou knew, it was easier to let loose and not feel like you had to catch up to him. Because in the end, it was impossible to catch up on a 12 year old age gap, but at least today you could embark on your sexual journey filled with lots of love and lust.

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@salemwritesxx || do not repost, edit, modify or translate my works

⇻ salem.talks: I just find shy reader and older baku so cute. idk if I will write the nsfw to this but I am kinda wanting to… see how experienced baku just completely wrecks yn hmmm so yeah let me know what you think!

[yn-x-animeboy]

Jungkook x y/n (as a famous artist) Pt.4

pairing: reader x Jungkook

genre: fluff, romance, for entertainment purposes

BTS x Fem Reader

synopsis: You are a popular artist in America, pretty famous, loved and well-known by the general public (actually you were one of the top 10 artists in the world but you are pretty humble and naïve to realize your popularity), one day during one of your fan meets you talk about how much you love BTS, and not only how you wish to meet them and work with them but how Jungkook is one of your celebrity crushes. During the meet you fangirled with other ARMYs in the crowd; video clips of you fangirling and talking about BTS at your meet where posted and reposted all over social media. This obviously broke the internet because you were not only a famous singer but you also were always accepted and loved by ARMY and this made a lot of people happy. Suddenly it felt like everyone wanted you to meet the seven handsome and talented idols and collaborate, but you could only wish, you believed they didn't even know who you were...or so you thought

Parts: 1 here, 2 here, 3 here 

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Part 4 - Hotel? Trivago.

you started to sing and suddenly you heard a voice behind you singing with you, and you couldn’t even turn around to prove you were not mistaken, you knew that voice too well, the live audience was losing it, the crew looked excited, you went numb, you looked back and it seemed like a joke, a complete dream…..

The seven guys were coming out from behind the curtain, being led by Jungkook, he was singing the bridge of the song, mic in hand and just looking at you. Your knees gave out and you curled on your knees as you cried on your knees, ‘there is no way’, you could even begin to process what was going on, The boys were a little shy and stayed behind you as Jimmy lifted you from the floor and made you look at them. 

Once you could stand up/being held up by Jimmy, RM was the first to approach you, they all introduced themselves and after they bowed their heads out of respect and you did the same, you looked at them in awe. Then they greeted Jimmy too. Jungkook signaled you to keep singing the last part of the song and as a professional singer you did. You picked up your singing almost at the end of the song: “kkumeul geonneoseo supul neometro, seonmyeonghaejineun geu goseuro ga” holding the mic with to hands trying to hide your shaking hands Jungkook standing next to you to the left and the guys with Jimmy around the both of you; you lifted one hand from the mic and showed it to the closest people to your right which were Jimin, V and Jimmy; and just as you put it up to show how shaky it was Jungkook took your hand as he sang: “Take my hands now, You are the cause of my euphoria.” You really looked at him for the first time ever, you had never seen him in person before…. Your eyes met each other for a split second.

The guys, Jimmy, the crew, the audience, everyone cheered and squealed at this little interaction; you both blushed and dropped each other's hands. You turned back to hide your face covering your mouth as you got teary eyes. The guys near Jungkook hit him and teased him due to his ‘out of the blue’ confidence. He was normally more shy when it came to interactions with strangers, especially if it was with women. But even Jungkook seemed surprised at himself; he blushed too, but kept going. You both finished the song, harmonizing perfectly, facing each other, but avoiding his eyes, you felt so vulnerable looking at his eyes.

They all applauded once you finished and they cut to a commercial break. The guys were taken by crew members to get mic'd up, and Meg once again for the third time tonight fixed your appearance. They went back from break and sat on the couch next to Jimmy, they made a space for you in the middle of the guys, and you took a seat with trembling limbs as the ‘back from commercials’ music played and the audience cheered.

On the main couch sat RM nearest to the desk, then you to his right, Jungkook next to you and Suga on the end of the medium couch; behind you V, Jimin J-Hope and Jin sat on higher chairs all facing the front. Jimmy spoke “so I heard you introduced yourselves o y/n in english with the help of RM, but she can actually speak Korean. Y/n why don’t you introduce yourself?” They all turned to you from all angles; “Oh i'm so sorry; RM was so kind to translate when they introduced themselves, I didn't want to seem rude by interrupting him, but sure um-” you switched to korean and looked around you to the boys “Hello, my name is y/n, I am so pleased to meet you all, it's a dream come true, please take good care of me” The guys immediately made small comments at your cute Korean accent, “aww so cute” “wow you are good” “cute” even though a Korean person could probably tell Korean was was not your first language due to the accent difference, you where really good at it. 

“So I wanted to ask the guys a couple of questions too, thank you guys for coming, it's always a pleasure to have you all.” Jimmy said, after this he introduced them to the audience and gave them a proper introduction. Jimmy proceeded to catch up with the guys, asking them questions too; you helped RM translate too, which made the interview run smoother, you were making the guys laugh with your small contributions (by adding comments or opinions in Korean). During this time Jungkook and you were sitting so close to each other, you could see eachother out of the corners of your eyes, you were each other's celebrity crushes after all.

After a while you started loosening up and getting more comfortable; this was part of your personality, you were known to be a social butterfly, so even though this was a dream come true and you couldn’t stop crying like 15 mins ago; your body knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and that there is no time to be all shy and quiet. You got looser, bolder, and more confident, actually showing your real personality, the personality the boys knew you like from your videos and social media. (and the personality that made Jungkook so drawn to you in the first place.) Your change in personality even made the boys less stiff and more relaxed too.

After the catch up with the guys you all stood up to play another one of Jimmy’s famous show games/challenges/activities. “So now that you all are more comfortable with each other let’s play a game, this game is called ‘Guess The Jam’, Basically we will play a song and like earlier you have to dance to it; the difference this time is that the dancer will be wearing headphones and others have to guess the song they are dancing too by just judging the dance moves. 

Y/N will be dancing to BTS songs and BTS is going to dance to y/n songs, yes?” You were now standing WITH them instead of next to them/distant from them, you all seemed like you bonded. “yes” “Let’s GO!” “I got it”.

Again the game was a success you danced to multiple songs and they all guessed their title by your dancing to all of the songs that had been assigned to you; and you were so impressed at the seven grown a*s men, dancing perfectly to random songs of yours, you guessed most of them, but you got distracted at times form the hilarious scene in front of you. *J-Hope trting really hard to coordinate everyone in seconds to make the dance clear, they eventually would give up and dance their hearts out*, leaving you with no other choice but to TRY and guess what the hell they were dancing to. 

At some point the maknae line (V/Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook) made you dance with them to some of the songs (IDOL, Boy with luv, Burning up, etc) while the hyungs cheered you guys on, and also while J-Hope recorded you four like you were his children dancing at a school show. 

You all took a break after the dance segment and went to freshen up while Jimmy did another sponsorship. You changed back to your Fancy outfit and Meg AGAIN, for the millionth time tonight fixed your image, your team/crew would hype up and get all supportive since BTS arrived, telling you you were doing great, and how this was your dream come true, etc. You thanked your manager too, every time you briefly saw him during the ‘touch up moment’, then you went back to the studio couch with the boys in the same order you were sitting before.

You didn't notice but Jungkook looked at you in awe as you came out with a different outfit, the guys had been watching the whole show up to the point where they surprised you backstage, meaning he had seen the outfit before, but the view in person was different; he proved his hypothesis to be right...you truly lighted up a room the minute you walked in it. He composed himself, he was being shy and quiet while you were showing a more inviting and relaxed vibe. (Pfft he had no idea you were still shi*ting your pants hahaha).

“So  y/n and I talked about this earlier; she is going to be performing tomorrow for the Billboard awards, and I hear that you guys will also be performing. Is that true? RM was about to translate to the guys and then answer Jimmy, but you handled it and translated Jimmy’s question to the guys for him, letting him answer comfortably; sometimes he could have a hard time during interviews in english because he had to constantly translate for the guys; this little gesture meant so much to him. “Yeah, we too are going to be performing tomorrow, we are really excited and thankful for the opportunity, and we are also excited to watch the whole award show too,” RM said. They were also nominated and were going to watch the show, you got a little excited your were going to see them again tomorrow, even if you knew you probably were only going to be able to see them on stage due to how hard it was actually to ‘hang out’ with other celebrities on award shows due to the different schedules and hectic environment. Nevertheless you were trying to enjoy your little burst of confidence and take in every moment right now with the guys; you knew your friendship would probably last only for today. (a/n oHhH muahahah u thought y/n)

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The Jimmy Fallon Show was a complete success, the plan worked, your team and BTS’s team with the help of Jimmy were able to surprise you guys; the timing worked because you were both in the same place due to the billboard awards and your performances.

After the show you even hung out a little with them before you all had to go. The chemistry between you and the guys was unbelievable, it seemed like you guys had been close friends all this time. 

RM and you bonded over speaking english, even teasing others by speaking english and not translating back for them; Suga and you had bonded over producing music, you both talked about how the process is for the both of you, and he even said he would love to work with someone like you (even though he was normally a more chill, cold person to strangers, he immediately felt comfortable to show you his warmer side, that’s your charm); J-Hope and you bonded over dance, you both ‘fangirled’ about each others’ skills, you too both agreed that working with each other in the future would be so cool; Jin and you seemed like siblings I swear, he too is normally more shy when it comes to one-on-one interactions with strangers but due to your boldness, you immediately bonded by teasing each other, he would also try and make you cringe with cheesy Korean dad jokes, but you always had another cringier joke to fight back with; Let’s just say you passed Taehyung’s vibe check, he really likes your personality and you met all his expectations of you, he was not disappointed, out of all of the guys you had the quickest bond with him, he now even has a nickname for you and you too also start to call him ‘Tae Tae’ after just a couple hours of meeting; Jimin struggled a little at first to approach you, he was really fangirling over you once the cameras were cut, but you approached him and made him feel comfortable, he then immediately loosened up and bonded over your similar personalities, it was like hanging out with a literal different version of yourself, you even already had inside jokes with him too; and Jungkook…. oh Jungkook, you guys seemed to fit so well, in the little time you both hung out you were making each other cry laugh, you had small conversations about music, dance, about your cultural differences, he even said that if you ever went to Korea, he would like to show you around his favorite places, but every time you guys would chat with each other or literally by just existing next to each other, the guys would act weird and either make small comments and noises to tease you, or try and give you space in the small dressing room by standing up from the couch and dashing to the corner of the room (again imagine six grown men huddled in the corner trying to act ‘natural’ when Jungkook only handed you a bottle of water that was brought in by a crew member).

It was crazy how quick you all created this friendship, the guys had already talked amongst themselves and agreed that no matter what, they would really care for this friendship and that they would do everything in their power to keep you in their lives (Suga said that he was down to kidnap you from america and take you to South Korea in case you all became distant). 

You were currently sitting in their dressing room chatting, basically getting to know them and them getting to know you (y'all were having some deep conversations) you also learned you were staying in the same hotel and that the next day you all had rehearsals at the same time for your performances, you compared your schedules and  they seemed to match up for the most part. In conclusion you were staying at the same hotel, had rehearsals at 8:00 am in the same location the next day, and you guys wanted to hang out a little more.

Your managers came in to tell you that the cars were ready to take you to the hotel, you got a little sad you had to leave them for the ride back, but their manager said “Oh, y/n, you get to choose who you want to travel back with, we canceled your car so that you could drive back with the boys” you smiled from ear to ear and quickly introduced yourself to the bilingual man in charge of managing the guys behind you who were currently fighting over who you got to ride back to the hotel with. 

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Due to the fact that no one wanted to be left out riding back without you, you where currently eight adults...packed tightly into a small van on the back seats. Both of your teams/staffs watched as you all tried to get in the van, like children (screaming, pushing, laughing) they didnt know if they should find this cute/funny or drag you all into separate vans once and for all. 

“Dude I can feel your fuc*ing hair IN MY NOSE, move” Suga spoke, “Whose hand is that, ey they getting friendly” Tae said, as a joke you said “That’s my hand, my bad” making everyone laugh. “Jimin you know, you are not so light weighted, I need blood circulation” Jin commented, “Oy aren't you sitting too close to y/n kookie? If something happens I’m taking y/n’s side.” You all laughed, it was true tho, you were basically on top of Jungkook but weren't you all ‘TOO CLOSE’ to each other? I mean- 3 seats for 8 adults? It definitely defied the laws of physics but it worked out. 

The ten minute ride to the hotel was interesting; the first 5 minutes were silent, after 2 minutes you asked for the radio, but it was broken, after 2 more minutes you could faintly hear Jin’s moaning out in pain as he was being suffocated; due to the weird sounds he was making, the context and your ‘dirty minded heads’ you and JK burst out laughing, making the others infected with your laughter, this until you arrived.

Once you were at the hotel, your teams made you stand like disobedient children in a line ‘soldier style’ while they arranged the room situations. (you had stayed at a different hotel in the afternoon due to its closeness to the Jimmy fallon set and due to the fact you only used it to nap and shower, but this hotel was closer to where the billboard awards where and to where your rehearsals were so this was your temporary home for now, aslo your team had to rent a lot of rooms for the 20 or so people traveling with you. BTS had to do the same) 

While the keys were being activated one of the BTS staff members started to ask the guys for their room service orders, so the kitchen could start making them; your manager’s assistant also took your order and while you were busy choosing your dinner, the maknae line had an idea...

Once you finished ordering Tae and Jungkook interlocked their arms with yours tightly and Jimin spoke to staff: “Excuse me could you please be so kind to send all of our meals to Jin’s room, (turning to YOUR staff he again spoke in broken english) y/n would also like her dinner to be sent to Jin’s room, than you all, gudnait”, 

While Jungkook and V dragged you, Jimin bowed to the staff and followed you. Suga was cry-laughing at your cruising while being dragged away, he lifted one of your dragging legs up and RM followed him, lifting the other leg. J-hope started recording the whole ordeal. Jin was following them as he suddenly realized... “Oi why does it always have to be my room? I always end up smelling like steak '' he kept following anyway. 

Your manager speeded up and walked next to your now lifted body and told you to have fun and to go to your room early to be responsible and not stay up so late for tomorrow’s early rehearsals (cute scene: without putting you down the boys stopped and lowered you a little so that you could say good night to Sam and he could kiss your forehead, they they lifted you back up)  

You arrived at Jin's assigned hotel room and the guys comfortably all spread around the room; you walked in a little shy because you had never hung out  like this with anyone, plus you didn't know what to do…. Jin was the last one to walk in and he put his arm around you encouraging you to walk in with him, he even pushed Jimin off the bed so you could sit there and he took the desk chair while you all waited for the food. You all had dinner in Jin’s room, sitting on the floor and drinking wine (Jin and Jimin insisted on having alcohol) you were having so much fun. After dinner you all kept drinking while playing drinking games with the tiny alcohol bottles hotels provide.

It was really really REALLY past your bedtimes; just analize with me: if the Jimmy Fallon show ended at 12:00am and you  guys got to the hotel at around 12:30, you had dinner, played games, drank, etc.; imagine what time it is currently…. 

You all were at least little tipsy by now, RM spoke to everyone: “Guys-ss we should probably go back to our rooms, wE hAve to be aWake and readY to gOooooo. for tomorrow..” even though he was all sloppy and slow form the alcohol he was still following his ‘leader’ role. Everyone drunkenly cleaned up Jin's room and stood up to leave to head to your rooms. Out of everyone in here, you and Jungkook were the least drunk; not because you drank less, but apparently you both were better at handling alcohol than the others.

JK offered to walk you to your room because even if you weren't super drunk you were still a little sloppy (which he was too) and your team had rented the floor under so he didn’t want to leave you alone to find your way (you found this so cute, no one had ever treated you like this, he was a true gentleman). 

Obviously the guys teased when you both walked together in the same direction, you just kept walking, making small talk. Once the elevator arrived on your floor you thought JK would ride the elevator back, but he insisted on making sure you were safe inside your room before he left. You walked through the hall, heels in your right hand and Jungkook walking to your left. You suddenly passed by a clear door that showed outside to a terrazze (basically used for smokers, but other people could use it too) and not thinking it through you took JK’s hand and walked outside.

It was a warm night and the terrazze was pretty dark-ish and small, but the view was beautiful; the night sky contrasting the bright lights form the buildings’ skyline. You looked at the view, mesmerized by it, Jungkook could only look at you, he thought you looked too beautiful and as you tightly held on to the railing looking out wide eyed at the pretty lights. 

You turned to him and realized he was looking at you, you analyzed his face thinking: ‘waw he is the most handsome man I have ever seen’ as you looked into his eyes, even through your tipsy state you realized >OMG I'M STANDING OUT HERE WITH JUNGKOOK, THE. JUNGKOOK., FUC*K, I PROBABLY LOOK LIKE SHIT DAMMIT, WAIT THIS IS MY CELEBRITY CRUSH, WHAT DO I DO 

You seemed to be getting physically closer and closer to eachother, he was looking down at you in such an adoring way, but in his head he was also thinking…> OMG I'M STANDING OUT HERE WITH Y/N, THE. Y/N., FUC*K, I PROBABLY LOOK LIKE SHIT DAMMIT, WAIT THIS IS MY CELEBRITY CRUSH, WHAT DO I DO , but even though you were BOTH freaking out, the two of you knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, having someone so special to you, like this, in front of you…

You were now standing inches away from each other's faces, “hi…” you said, almost whispering as you smiled sweetly at him, looking from his eyes to his lips.

“Hi” Jungkook said in a raspy almost sleepy tone, smiling with his teeth and suddenly dropping his smile back down as he followed your eyes; he wanted to close the space between you two, but he didn't want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable or think of him differently. 

You were the first to speak, breaking eye contact and looking at his chest. “Um, could I, if it’s not too weird, um- put...my arms around you?” you immediately regretted it; what if he didnt understand your Korean, what if you translated it wrong in your head before saying it outloud what if-.... A small chuckle coming from in front of you stopped your train of thought, Jungkook put his hand under your chin and lifted your face to look at him again; he took your arms and placed them around his neck; he then put his hands on your waist, but loosened his hold and asked if you were okay with that and you nodded.

You both stared at each other’s eyes; you both fit so perfectly in each other's arms you felt so comfortable. The tension could be cut with a knife, you looked back at his lips and he did too; getting closer, you could feel his breathing on your face, you both closed your eyes and barely touched your lips together when his phone went off for the millionth time startling you, you both separated your faces and looked wide-eyed at the other, a tint of blush on your cheeks… you kissed him, he kissed you, even though it was the tiniest, shortest, lightest kiss in the history of kisses you both felt happy about it. When you realized you two had the same expression on your faces you both laughed, you had never been this comfortable with a man before, specially in such a short period of time.

His phone ket going off and off, “My phone has been ringing for so long now hahaha, since we left the elevator it has rung, but I didn't want to answer and um- you know… I don't want to answer and not be focused on you” he said as you both took a step back from each other and as he answered the 37th call after ignoring other 36 calls. 

“PFFfffft ohhhhh he answered, hi guki, um ahahaha shut the fAq uP Tae ahahahah um…. we….. can't get into our rooms'' you could hear the snickers and slow words through the phone, you and Jungkook still felt a little numb and sloppy from the alcohol, how could they be so drunk?. 

“Hyung… ugh fine, i’ll be there don’t go anywhere, nobody move, okay?” he hung up and humorously sighed, he would normally find this situation to be hilarious but the fact that he had to interrupt a once in a lifetime moment with his celebrity crush so that he could help his older brothers….dam.

You chuckled at his reaction, you picked the heels from the ground and boldly kissed him on the cheek, you walked in front of him to head inside, knowing how caring he was to his friends; but before you could go inside Jungkook stopped you by taking your hand, “I know this is an embarrassing question but if I don't do this now I may never be able to have this opportunity again…” 

You were still facing the door, your hand in his hand behind your back; frozen from anticipation of what he might say next. 

“Can I um-, *deep inhale* can I kiss you one more time before you go?” you immediately turned around (and this might be the alcohol working it’s magic but you thought ‘he is right, if this was someone else you probably wouldn't have kissed them first day after meeting meeting them, but this was Jungkook, your ‘platonic crush’ from the other side of the world, what if after this weekend you never saw each other again?’) 

Dropping your heels, and letting go of his hand you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him in to you and kissing him; you both smiled against each other's lips form the sudden butterflies in your stomach and happiness you felt. He pulled you even closer with one hand on the side of your face and the other on your hip, then he wrapped his arms around your torso and you put your arms around his neck holding each other tighter. 

This was no ‘take me now’ R-rated kiss at all; it was a more soft, intimate, sweet kiss. You let go and hugged each other one last time on that terrazze; normally you both didn't really like the whole “corny lovey dovey” scene, so once you let go you both chuckled at your cheesy moment. You walked back inside with him to look for your hotel room, he even asked if he could hold your hand while walking down the hall, you laughed a little at him and took his hand confidently. You remembered your manager told you your room was 456B when the boys were dragging you at the entrance. You  finally arrived at the door, you turned to look at Jungkook and thanked him with a warm genuine smile; he leaned down and kissed the side of your mouth and smiled back and said goodnight with his bunny smile.  :,) 

You turned around and turned the handle to open the door, it didn't open… and something finally clicked in that drunken little head of yours…. SAM NEVER GAVE YOU THE FUC*ING ROOM KEY… you felt like panicking, it was almost 5:30 am, you had to be awake in 2.5 hours for rehearsals and you had nowhere to sleep, instead of crying you laughed, you burst out laughing; Jungkook covered your mouth and leaned over you with your back against the door; he was looking around with a quiet giggle to make sure you didn't wake anyone up.

“ahhh *small giggle* ahh um yeah I would normally just cry in these situations but I- I don’t have a key… Sam didn't give me one” Jungkook was about to come up with a plan to solve this but you knew what he was going to say:  “The front desk won’t open that room for me because it is not registered under my name, for security reasons; Two they can’t give me another room because I need my card and ID to get one and I only have my phone with me; Three, I can’t wake up sam or anyone in my team because A. it isn’t their fault and I would be disrupting their sleep, B. I will get in trouble because Sam told me to come back early, and C…. idk but I wanted to say ‘and C’ ” you said, Jungkook looked down at you and couldn’t help but laugh at you. “Hey don’t make fun of me, it’s not my fault” you poked his chest. He stopped, “No, I’m not laughing at you, the guys have a similar problem apparently what a coincidence” he answered. The both of you decided to go see the guys first before trying to figure out what to do, together, as a team of 8 drunk heads. 

When you arrived on the top floor, there they where, 5 drunk BTS members in front of you; RM was leaning over a hallway wall talking to ‘nothing’ as if he was practicing how to flirt with an invisible person; J-Hope was passed out in fetal position on the floor; Suga was cry laughing rolling on the floor while also trying to click the camera button on his phone as he wobbled back and forth clicking on everything but the camera icon; Jimin was standing still, phone still in his ear, he looked at a statue (remember Kookie said on the phone with Jimin ‘nobody move, okay?’ well Jimin hadn’t moved ever since Jungkook hung up the phone); Tae was literally in the middle of performing some sort of strip/circus/magic/dance show for Suga when they realized you two standing there they composed themselves “what… the hell? hahahahahha, what happened?” You laughed out loud and Jungkook immediately covered your mouth, he quietly giggled as he had done this exact thing minutes ago too. 

In summary, once Jin waved everyone off he went into his room, that's why he is not here; Suga struggled to find his key but eventually found it in his suit jacket and was able to go into his room, he barely spent one minute in there when RM knocked at the door and told Suga that he had no idea where is room was, the keys where not numbered, so Suga said ‘I can help you’ and went out to the hallway to help him but even Suga was confused as to how HE found his room so he told RM don’t worry, sleep in my room and tomorrow the staff can help you, when he turned around to open the door Suga realized he left the key inside. J-Hope had passed out in Jin’s room and Jin had said it was okay for him to stay in his room, but J-Hope had woken up and said good night and walked out so Jin though he was all good and on his way safely to his room...WRONG, J-hope gave up 5 steps down the hall and said ‘i need rest, here floor *thump*’ and dropped on the ground; Taehyung didn’t even know he had a room for himself, so he definitely he has no idea where his room was supposed to be; and Jimin did know where his key was and room, but it apparently was deactivated, but seeing how everyone was up here he opted to not go get it reactivated, he didn’t want to be left out.

Jungkook started losing it, cry-laughing at his friends; this time you humorously covered his mouth like he did to you, as you tried to think of a solution. BINGO, you rang Jin’s door insistently until he opened up. Once he opened the door with sleepy eyes he analized the scene behind you and your hand covering the youngest member’s mouth he sighed, allowing you all inside his room. 

All of you knew you had less than 3 hours to sleep and actually do a good job tomorrow so everyone took up a spot to rest. In the bed J-hope and Jin slept comfortably; Suga fell asleep sitting down on the desk chair; Tae slept in the bathroom’s bathtub; RM threw himself on the tiny couch for two with his arms and legs hanging out from the sides; you sat on the floor leaning against the wall, Jimin used your leg as a pillow and Jungkook sat next to you, he actually did have his hotel key with him and knew his room was literally the one next to this one, but he wanted to be where you where. You both also fell asleep sitting leaning against the wall.

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PART 5------> here

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[2jaeh]

Bubble ♡︎ | Na Jaemin

Genre : Fluff humor

You’re subscribed to Jaemins bubble, excited just like every other fan to recieve his message for today until his new messages don’t seem like the others.....

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“What’s taking so long ?” You stared blankly at the LYSN* app while stretching your legs onto your leather couch.

You switched over to the Twitter app and scrolled through your timeline, briefly reading through whatever was the latest topic on nctzen Twitter. One tweet caught your attention which made you chuckle out loud

Nananotifs: “I’m pretty sure Haechan finally threw Jaemin’s phone out of the dorm window bc.......”

All Nanadoongies gathered on Twitter to complain about the absence of Jaemin especially since he was the only one who hadnt reposted Chenle’s beloved pup Daegal.

You sighed and switched back to the LYSN app and noticed you were able to send one more message to Jaemin before the app blocks you off until he sends a new message.

Y/n: nana I miss you please say something

JAEMIN: y/n did you eat today ? I’ve missed you!

Your eyes widened at the immediate message you received from your ult. Was is coincidental ? Ofcourse it was, they don’t get notifications from fan messages do they ?

You immediately switched over to Twitter already seeing the bubble update account sharing Jaemins new message along with the entire timeline screaming over his activity.

~boominana: “how dare he act so normal I’m gonna cry !!!!”

~jaeminjenos: “post a selfie Jaemin don’t be shy”

~dreamies023: “he’s probably busy guys let him post when he wants to”

The last account was right. Jaemin was probably so busy. It was nice that he still found time out of his schedule to message nctzens and that’s what you loved most about him.

Y/n: Jaemin you’re stressing everyone out on Twitter lol let us know you’re doing ok we love you !

JAEMIN: am I ? :/

Was it a delayed message ? You shook your head and decided it was probably just another glitch on the app.

Y/n: yes stop ghosting us !

JAEMIN: ghosting ? ㅋㅋㅋ so dramatic

You froze. There was absolutely no way that from the tons of messages he would be recieving right now that yours would be the one he read and responded to.

The interaction made your heart race and quickly switch over to Twitter, it was probably chaos right now wondering what Jaemins messages could mean.

Silence.

Everyone on the timeline moved on from Jaemins first message and there were no updates on the messages you had just received from him.

PING!

JAEMIN: y/n ~ are you not going to answer me ? How am I ghosting you :(

This could not be real. You felt a lump in your throat as you checked over your other bubble subscriptions which all seemed fine except for his. You had no idea how to feel or what to do.

Y/N: this is weird. Send me a selfie so I know you’re actually replying to me and not a bot -_-

About 15 minutes went by and you stared at the open chat. He had read your message but there was no reply.

“Humh it was a bot after all” you huffed, about to close the app when your phone pinged and you saw Jaemins name pop up.

A voice note.

“Hey y/n, I hope I’m saying your name correctly hehe So long story short I think the chat glitched and your name and profile pic added itself to my own bubble. Weird right ? Mark Hyung told me I should send a voice note because it will make you believe me a bit more and .....well we would know if you posted on Twitter which CANNOT happen hahaha you understand right ?”

What was happening right now.

You pinched yourself to make sure you didn’t accidentally fall asleep on the couch and start having a very eerie realistic dream.

JAEMIN: I know you’re shocked rn but I really enjoy reading your replies haha it was the best part of my day and well I couldn’t help myself today. I wanted to tease you lol

Y/N: wait so how long has this “glitch” happened for ?

JAEMIN: hmmm....about a month now I think...after you renewed your account I think hehe

Y/N: what ??? Omg I’m so embarrassed......

JAEMIN: there’s nothing to be embarrassed about trust me. I’ve read everything czennies have sent me haha I find it amusing.

You exhaled deeply and scrolled through some of the messages you have sent him during this month and thankfully none of them were cringeworthy.

Y/N: so...now what? Should I speak to app support and fix this....unsubscribe or something....

JAEMIN: LOL youre really funny. Imagine finding out you can speak to someone from your fav idol group and you want to call tech support ...LOL so funny Mark Hyung is laughing

You felt your cheeks heat up at the image of Na Jaemin and Mark Lee laughing at your messages.

JAEMIN: please don’t be embarrassed y/n ! I only did this bc well I have your profile now and you’re really cute.

This was NOT happening.

Y/N: Uh......

JAEMIN: what do you have a boyfriend ? ....

Y/N: no I don’t I’m just....it’s nothing never mind

JAEMIN: LOL so cute! So do you have Kakao ?

Y/N: you want my number ? Why ? .....

JAEMIN: to talk to you obviously! What if they fix the glitch and I’ll never be able to talk to you again..

Jaemin wanted to talk to you. He was trusting you wholeheartedly to add him on his private account. Did he have an idea of the kind of person you were ? How could he possibly risk his career to a nobody ?

Y/N: I do have kakao it’s YN_0023.... Jaemin I won’t say anything but are you sure this is okay ?

JAEMIN: yeah I’ll video call you and we can talk about it ...adding you now. Clear this chat after you get my text!

VIDEOCHAT ?

Is he absolutely insane ? Maybe the voice note was fabricated. Maybe this was some weirdo trying to prey on innocent fangirls. Maybe -

Nana00: heyyyyyyyyy :)

Y/n: hi Uhm is this ...Jaemin ...

Nana00: yup (inserts a pic with your username on a sheet of paper)

Y/n: holy shiiiiit

By now you were already pacing across your entire apartment trying to come to terms with what was going on in your life right now. It became a force of habit to constantly check Twitter and make sure by chance somebody mentioned a glitch of some sort or SM announcing that the app is under construction or SOMETHING.

‘This couldn’t be real’ you thought.

Nana00: lol you’re so funny so are you free to video call ?

Y/n: Uhm......are you sure that’s a good idea ?

Nana00: yeah I mean firstly I would like to know you’re real too lol and also I want to know if I can trust you with this information.....it’ll be quick I promise

Y/n: well....okay give me 10minutes please

Nana00: lol sure :)

After scrambling to your bathroom to make yourself a little presentable as if you just won a video call event for your ult, you finally set on a laidback look so it doesn’t look too obvious that you put a little effort in.

You decided to prop your phone on the mini tripod on your desk so the lighting from your bedroom window in front of you bounced off your skin perfectly.

Y/n: okay I’m ready. I’m a little shy so.....sorry if I can’t talk much...

Nana00: you don’t sound shy when you talk about me on bubble hehe ;)

You buried your face in your hands and groaned. The embarrassment was still eating at you and Jaemin was not letting you live those messages down.

Ring Ring Ring......

You saw your phone light up and Jaemins kakao profile picture fill your screen.

With a shaky finger you press the recieve button and watch as the pixelated video start to clear up, presenting a very smiley Na Jaemin.

“Hi there” he said in his high voice and a bright smile on his face. He seemed to be sitting at his desk as well, hair still wet from either a rainy day or a shower.

“Uhm hi” you replied shyly and waved awkwardly.

“So this is the face behind the bubble profile huh”

“I guess so” you replied. It seemed as though you were calm and collected but on the inside you were screaming. Screaming that you were conversing with one of your favourite people right now.

“Good! Sorry to ask this again but did you clear the chat on bubble ? We have to be careful with that” he said in a concerned voice.

“Yeah I did after you sent the pic I finally realized it was definitely you so I went ahead and did it” you quickly said, kinda embarrassed by how fast your words came out.

Jaemin chuckled.

“You still doubted me after the voice note?”

“Just a little”

“You’re so adorable it’s ridiculous you know that ?” He gleamed and neared the screen, his deep brown eyes focusing on yours “ where are you from y/n?”

“Well I live in a lot of places but my hometown is _______. I learnt most of my korean while studying here in Osaka weird enough” you shrugged.

You moved to Japan for your first year of university since it was where you sort of grew up as a kid and took up extra korean classes once settled in the city.

“Osaka ?? Wow I love Japan I can’t wait to go back! Well now I kinda have an excuse to go” he winked sending your heart into a frenzy.

You giggled shyly “is this the fan service everybody talks about ?

“Fan service is a job....this is different I’m sure you know that y/n haha”

“All of this because of my profile picture ?”

“Well” Jaemin bit down on his lip as his eyebrows turned into a frown

“I obviously saw your pic and thought you were very cute but a big part of it was your messages and how you would always message me when I most needed it.”

“My messages are very random” you chuckled.

“Still made me smile throughout my day and that means a lot” he said and ran his fingers through his hair “so it’s kinda selfish of me to say, but id like for you to update me...personally”

“Na Jaemin are you asking me to be your own personal bubble account ?” You raised your eyebrow.

“Yeah pretty much” he shrugged “I’ll repay the subscription when I see you Osaka.”

[jasperunbound]

“My First Friend”

A translation of the DQXI:S voice drama track featuring Hendrik and Jasper when they were young kids.

Courtesy of @kamyuris / @suba_rashii on Twitter, who gave me permission to repost the translation here! Consider checking out her Dragon Quest and Dragon Ball Z fanart, and dropping her a thanks for taking the time to provide this English transcript. Read below, or here on Google Docs. (Note that the version below is slightly different, I made some corrections for typos and other minor grammar adjustments.)

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One winter morning, two young apprentices walk out of the snow-covered Heliodor Castle. They head down to the warm abode of an ever-waiting mother. The two lonely boys, Hendrik and Jasper… what awaits them at the end of their secret little adventure?

  －My First Friend－

  Hendrik: Father! Please, open the door! I’m scared!

Father: ...Hendrik. Do not open the door until dawn breaks. As a knight's child, you know not to go against your superior. Now, think of me as such.

Hendrik: Why… why!? What about mother? Sisters… where?

Father: Hendrik! There is no time! Listen to me!

Hendrik: [sniffling] ...Yes.

  Father: Hendrik… my son. Whatever happens after this, do not despair. Whatever happens tonight is inevitable. Never forget, your father fought for a bright future for you. Hendrik, you must survive!

Hendrik: Father… please wait! Father… Father!

  Hendrik: FATHER!

Apprentice A: Shut up, Hendrik!

Hendrik: S-sorry! That… dream again…

  "...Just like today, it rained heavily that night. The kingdom of Zwaardsrust had been destroyed by a horde of monsters overnight. My father had hid me in the basement of the church, and I was later found by the King of Heliodor when they came to inspect. I… was the only one who survived within my family. Then, I was taken in as a knight apprentice at Heliodor Castle.

...It has been a while since that nightmare, but I‘d grown afraid of the night’s fall up till this day. I still remember that dark, wet basement, and then the fires when I left that basement…"

  Hendrik: The child of a knight should not be crying at a time like this…!

(If I cry again, they will hate me more. Especially that mean one…)

Jasper: Again and again, night after night… you are so noisy that we cannot sleep! You are a survivor of that Zwaardsrust thing, right? If you’re really the son of a Drustinian knight, then surely everyone from there is a crybaby like you!

  "Jasper… he is a blonde-haired apprentice knight. I couldn’t sleep ever since arriving at the castle, and he said such mean words to me. I am fine with insults directed at me. But I could never tolerate insults about Zwaardsrust…"

  "And then…"

  Hendrik: ...Take it back… take it back right now!

Jasper: What are you－

Hendrik: Take it back!

Commander: You two! Stop it right now!

  "Since then, every time I saw Jasper's face, I would end up fighting with him. Someone who doesn’t care for others would not make a good knight… But I do wonder if a day would come where I would patch things up with Jasper…"

  Commander: Jasper, Hendrik. Are you two ready?

...Begin!!

Jasper: Hmph.

Hendrik: Tch…!

Jasper: Hah!

Hendrik: Agh!

Commander: Match! The winner is Jasper!

Hendrik: Darn it! 49 wins, 49 losses…

Jasper: ...Wrong. This is my 50th win. Do you not know how to count right?

Hendrik: Tch…

Jasper: Hm…

Hendrik: Someday… someday I will defeat you, Jasper!

Commander! Please, instruct me!

  Commander: That'll mark the end of training this morning! We will now move on to the cleaning of the area! As usual, the top apprentice will be exempted from cleaning! Today's Number One… Jasper!

Apprentices: Oooh...!!

Apprentice A: He's been in first place for ten days in a row now…

Apprentice B: He is a prodigy, after all…

Commander: Enough talking, get to cleaning now!

Apprentices: Yes, Sir!

  Hendrik: Phew!

Apprentice A: That Jasper guy, I don't like him at all! He doesn't even work that hard, and he came in after us! We had the skills and education for it!

Apprentice B: Yeah, cannot help but feel like he makes us look like complete fools.

Apprentice A: Prodigies who step foot into this castle get all the luck, huh!

Apprentice B: ...Well, I heard something interesting the other day. A rumour about him.

Apprentice A: What is it? 

Apprentice B: I heard it from one of the King's maids, but Jasper came to the castle… because he was abandoned by his parents.

Apprentice A: Abandoned!?

Apprentice B: Shh! Don't yell!

  Apprentice A: ...Really?

Apprentice B: Yeah. Rumour has it that he came from a noble home, but they couldn't hold up. He doesn't have a dad. So his mother left him alone here in the castle.

Apprentice A: Aw… that's so saaad.

  Hendrik: Hey!

Apprentice A: ...Huh? What do you want?

Hendrik: Spreading bad rumours about others is unbefitting of a knight!

...Right?

Apprentice A: Aw, here comes the good boy Hendrik.

Apprentice B: Ooh, the Drustinian knight's son is so serious!

A and B: Hahaha!

Hendrik: Jasper is－ ...he is not a good guy, but you should not be saying things behind his back!

Apprentice A: ...Hey, Hendrik, who do you think you're talking to?

Apprentice B: You want to scrap with us?

Hendrik: Y-yeah! Both of you, come!

  "That's enough, Hendrik!"

  Apprentice A: J-Jasper…

Jasper: You guys did good today. Say… did you see my book anywhere?

Apprentice B: Book… Ah, I saw it on top of the bench…

Jasper: Oh, you are right. Thank you.

  Jasper: I will study even harder… And then I will－

Hendrik: Jasper!

Jasper: Do not follow me!

Hendrik: Wait!

Apprentice A: Oi, Hendrik! We're not done talking to you!

Hendrik: Don’t get in my way!

[SPLASH!]

Apprentice A: Agh, so cold!

Apprentice B: What do you think you are doing!?

Hendrik: Take this water and reflect on it!

  Hendrik: Jasper! Wait, Jasper!

Jasper: What do you want?

Hendrik: I… That, earlier…

Jasper: ...It doesn’t concern you.

Hendrik: But－...

Jasper: [sighing] Look at this.

Hendrik: …A letter?

Jasper: ...From my mother. She said that she’s sick, so she cannot take me back home yet.

Hendrik: Jasper, I…

Jasper: My mother－! My mother promised me that she will come pick me up once she’s all better and I became a good knight!

...She has not abandoned me!!

Hendrik: …Sorry.

Jasper: Give it back to me. I'm going.

  "That was the first day Jasper and I did not quarrel."

  "After that, he kept trying to avoid me. He would not look me in the eye and we didn’t talk, and a year passed without noticing… Then came what I thought would be a long winter break."

  Knight A: The year is finally over.

Knight B: Ah, we can go home after all this while…

Knight A: Be careful on your way back, there's a lot of snow this year.

Knight B: Yeah, you too.

Minister: Hear ye, hear ye! Now commences the King's Speech!

Carnelian: My subjects, you have gathered well today. This year, due to everyone's diligence, the prosperity and peace of Heliodorians stand ever stronger! Though it is a short vacation, please, return to your homes and get your much deserved rest. We will see you again once the new year starts!

Knights: Long Live the King! Long Live the King!

  Commander: Jasper, Hendrik. You two are the only remaining apprentices in the castle now. What you want to do is up to you… Don’t be fighting over everything now.

Hendrik: Yes. Have a great new year ahead.

[Silence between the boys.]

Hendrik: A-ah! Look, Jasper! There is so much snow! It is rare for it to be snowing this much in Heliodor, right?

Jasper: Yeah.

[More silence.]

Hendrik: Everyone is going home, isn't that nice?

Jasper: …

Hendrik:  ...Jasper, are you not going home?

Jasper: ...My mother's sickness got worse. I cannot go home and touch her or I'll get it too… that is what the King…

Hendrik: I see…

  Hendrik: ...Say, Jasper. Don't you want to get out of here and see your mother?

Jasper: What are you saying? Didn’t I just say that the King said I cannot?

Hendrik: You are so stubborn! If we leave and come back before dinner, we will be alright.

Jasper: But… the King said…

Hendrik: Yeah, the King's always right! Just as expected, the King! Wonderful! But… I think if she's really sick, you should see her. Maybe she will feel better when she sees her son's face after so long.

Jasper: But－

Hendrik: Jasper, do you want to see your mother or not!?

Jasper: ...I do.

Hendrik: Alright! That’s the way to go! Come on!

  Hendrik: Wow! It’s been so long since we went into town! Jasper, do you know how to make snowballs?

Jasper: When we told the gatekeeper we wanted to go outside to see the King, he immediately let us through… is the castle's security that thin? Is the castle going to be alright?

Hendrik: Hey, hey, do not say things like that! Everyone is looking forward to the new year, I don’t think anyone is going to do bad things!

Jasper: But we are doing something bad, aren’t we?

Hendrik: Ah, yeah! Haha, you're right!

Jasper: [sigh] ...Is it really a good idea to listen to this guy and disobey the King?

Hendrik: Huh? Did you say something?

Jasper: Nothing.

Hendrik: We have to go through the shopping district to get to your house, right?

Jasper: Uh huh.

Hendrik: Then, which way do we go? Left? Right? Hey, Jasper… Jasper? Hey!

  Hendrik: Jasper? What happened? You walked off suddenly.

Jasper: This shop…

Hendrik: The general shop? Did something catch your eye?

Jasper: I saw that brooch… the one that looks like a flower.

Hendrik: Which one?

  Hendrik: ...Woah! That is really pretty! The glass is shining all kinds of colours…

Jasper: I want to give it to my mother…

Hendrik: Oh! That is a great idea, Jasper!

Jasper: ...But I cannot.

Hendrik: Huh? Why?

Jasper: Do you have money?

Hendrik: I don't.

Jasper: Me neither.

[Silence.]

Hendrik: W-well, Jasper, it is too early to give up now! My father said that you cannot buy someone's feelings with money! So we should get a sincere gift from your heart for your mother!

Jasper: ...Really?

Hendrik: Yeah! My father would never lie!

  Jasper: ...But what should I get her?

Hendrik: Hmm… What do you think would make your mother really happy?

Jasper: ...She likes flowers. She used to grow a lot of flowers in the garden.

Hendrik: ...Flowers, huh?

Jasper: But it’s snowing now, so that is going to be hard…

Hendrik: Wait… ice! That’s it! Ice!

Jasper: Ice? What is this all of a sudden?

Hendrik: We could get some ice as a gift! But not just any ice… Ice with flower petals in it!

Jasper: Ice with… petals?

  Hendrik: Yeah! One time my older sister had a cold, so I went to pick a flower for her so she would get well quickly. But all the flowers were wilted since it was cold like today, so I took some of the ice petals that I found in town.

Jasper: Did she like it?

Hendrik: She loved it! It was like a jewel. We got really sad when it started melting, so I promised her... that I will find another next winter…

Jasper: ...Hendrik.

Hendrik: I promised…

Jasper: What happened to her…?

  Hendrik: ...When Zwaardsrust was attacked that night, my whole family died.

Jasper: ...I didn’t know that.

Hendrik: ...That is alright. Even until now I think and cry about wanting to see my family and be with them… every day. But my father told me to live, and I was saved. So I have to live. If I am here, someday I will be needed by someone.

Jasper: ...I wonder if that will happen to me too. If someone needs me…

Hendrik: Hahaha! What are you saying? Now is that time! Your mother is waiting for you to come home!

Jasper: ...You are right.

  Hendrik: Yeah! That is right!

Jasper: ...Hendrik, will you help me look for these ice petals?

Hendrik: Of course I will! Why don't you tell me where ice tends to form here! I am not too familiar with this place.

Jasper: Okay! We’re going to find it before the sun sets!

Hendrik: Yeah!

  Hendrik: Jasper! Did you find anything?

Jasper: No… I haven’t.

  "Jasper and I ran around the central town trying to look for these ice petals. The town was much bigger and more maze-like than I thought."

  Hendrik: Let’s search around this pond!

Jasper: Hendrik, be careful!

Hendrik: Waah!

[Splash!]

Hendrik: So cold!

Jasper: You idiot! Watch where you're going－ ah!

[Splash!]

  "Time passed, and before I knew, the sun was starting to set. It was starting to get colder, and snow began to fall."

  Jasper: This is bad… it’s snowing.

Hendrik: Not yet… we cannot give up yet! If we look really hard, we’ll find it for sure!

Jasper: The fountain… let’s look for it at the fountain in the middle of town.

  "We kept going and never gave up. Then…"

  Hendrik: Ah! Jasper! Jasper, look!

Jasper: Did you find it!?

Hendrik: Over there, look!

Jasper: Where!?

  Hendrik & Jasper: WE FOUND IT!

Jasper: We did it! We did it!

Hendrik: Jasper, this is great!

Jasper: Wow, it is even prettier than the brooch!

Hendrik: Yeah! This will make the perfect gift!

Hendrik & Jasper: WE DID IT! Hahahaha!!

  Jasper: Ah… ahem! Ice is a weird gift, but this is not so bad.

Hendrik: Wow… you're really lying to yourself.

Jasper: Sh-shut up! A knight should not be laughing so loud and should be dignified at all times.

Hendrik: Saying such a thing while we're soaking wet does not make you look cool! Ahahaha!

Jasper: ...Hendrik.

Hendrik: I’m kidding! Don’t give me that face.

Jasper: No, it isn’t that… I have always been mean to you. That time when you stood up against those guys who were saying bad things about me… thank you. And I’m really sorry about what I said about Drustinians being crybabies…

  Hendrik: Hey, enough about that… we’re friends now, are we not?

Jasper: ...Friends?

Hendrik: ...Aren’t we?

Jasper: …

Hendrik: Did… did I do something wrong?

Jasper: ...Yeah. We are friends.

Hendrik: Hahaha! Yeah! Friends! We're friends!

Jasper: Sh-shut up, you’re so loud! Saying things like that, so embarrassing!

Hendrik: Ahaha!

Jasper: ...Heh.

Hendrik & Jasper: Hahahaha!

  Hendrik: Phew… Now then! Since we found the ice, let us go to your mother's place! We’ll get there before the day ends if we make a move now!

Jasper: ...Mm.

Hendrik: ...What is wrong? We're getting there soon.

Jasper: I feel like there is something off all of a sudden. Would she really like it....?

Hendrik: Hmph!

[Hendrik hits Jasper.]

Jasper: Ow!! Why did you do that!?

Hendrik: We’ve gotten all the way here, do not say things like that! Do not worry! Let us hurry before the ice melts, Jasper!

Jasper : ...Yeah! You’re right.

  Hendrik: Jasper, are we there yet?

Jasper: As soon as we get out of this street. Keep walking.

Hendrik: Yeah, yeah… by the way, I do not really feel that cold anymore. Haha! Jasper, there’s snow on your head.

Jasper: Be a little more patient, will you? We have warm dumplings and the maids always give me a blanket. I think she’d be upset that I snuck out of the castle… but if I ask my mother, she will always make me warm cocoa. Drinking it always warms you up.

Hendrik: Really!? Wow, I can barely wait now! Hurry, Jasper!

Jasper: Hey! Don't run down the street!

Hendrik: It’s right around the corner, isn't it? Whoever reaches first wins!

Jasper: You fool! I will be the first one to see my mother, of course! That’s right, if you go through this corner, then here’s my－...

  Jasper: ...Huh?

  Hendrik: ...Jasper, is this your home…? There is… nothing here.

Jasper: ...That is impossible.

Hendrik: Ah… ah, that’s right, you have not been home in a while! Maybe you got the wrong home.

Jasper: ...Yeah, that might be it. But… my house…

Old Man: Hey, you two. What are you doing here?

Jasper: Ah…

Old Man: ...Are you picking something up from here?

Jasper: N-no, I… I am returning home.

Old Man: I see…

  Old Man: If that's the case, you should go quick. The noblewoman who lived here died of an illness.

Hendrik: ...Died?

Old Man: Yes… It happened a few years ago. Her maid and doctor were afraid of her illness, and no one was left to take care of her. She soon died alone, calling the name of her son who had been living away from her at the castle. What a sad story…

  [Footsteps－the boys walking back to the castle.]

  Hendrik: [sobbing]

Jasper: ...Why are you crying? This has nothing to do with you.

Hendrik: [sob] Because… because you’re not crying.

Jasper: ...Huh?

Hendrik: That is the saddest thing I have heard… and you are not crying, so… I cry.

Jasper: ...Why?

Hendrik: Because… we’re friends.

Jasper: What…? Stop saying such silly things－

  Jasper: Ugh… [wailing]

  Jasper: Mother… MOTHER!

  "Jasper and I cried as we made our way back to the castle. It fell quiet as the snow absorbed our wails. I did not know how long it took us to get back, but we were tired from crying, and our voices were hoarse. It was night time when we reached the castle. In front of the large gate, there was a torch that gradually grew bigger as it approached us… it was the King who was there to bring us back in…."

  Carnelian: Hendrik… Jasper…

Hendrik: ...Your Majesty.

Jasper: Please… forgive us.

Hendrik: Sorry.

Carnelian: Let me see your faces… I believe I must apologise to the both of you. Did you go and see your mother, Jasper?

Jasper: ...Yes.

Carnelian: …When I took you into the castle, your mother told me. She did not have much longer to live. She did not want her death to be a distraction to you. You were about to be all alone in this world, because she had to go.

Jasper: ...Yes.

Carnelian: She told me that until you grew up into a knight, her death must be kept secret from you.

Jasper: Mother…

Carnelian: ...I must apologise, Jasper. It must have hurt you just as it pains me to do so.

Jasper: … [sob]

Carnelian: And you, Hendrik… you really did your best for your friend, didn't you?

  "The King hugged us both and stayed until we stopped crying. The warm feeling felt like when my father took me into his arms, just like I remember it to be."

  "Jasper was called by the King into another room to talk about whether he would want to stay in the castle, or go live with a distant relative. I went back to the apprentices' dorm, and went to lay down. Even though I was exhausted, I could not sleep as it was too dark, and the moon did not shine."

  Hendrik: That dream again…

  "Hey, Hendrik… are you awake?"

  Hendrik: Jasper… is everything okay?

Jasper: Hmph. Nothing to worry about.

Hendrik: ...Have you made your decision?

Jasper: ...I don’t have a place to return home to anymore. Neither do you. So I will fulfill my mother's wishes and become a knight for this country.

Hendrik: ...I see.

Jasper: ...Hm. I see that you are all wrapped up like a dumpling again. Could it be that it is too dark again and you cannot sleep?

Hendrik: How noisy… leave me alone.

Jasper: If you cannot sleep at night, you are going to be all groggy and vulnerable in the morning… so…

Hendrik: ...So?

Jasper: Let’s read a book together.

Hendrik: Huh?

  Jasper: ...Do not think that I'm doing it voluntarily, I am not! I do not want to do this! The King made me do it, so here I am! Move!

Hendrik: ...The King, huh?

Jasper: Y-yeah! The King!

Hendrik: Heh… Hahaha!

Jasper: Wh-what? You're weird.

Hendrik: Jasper… thanks.

Jasper: Hmph! If you don't sleep, I am going to ignore the King, so sleep!

Hendrik: Haha! You are right. Looks like… I will finally be able to sleep well tonight.

  Hendrik: So what are we going to read?

Jasper: "The Hero of Heliodor".

Hendrik: Huuuh? But that is so boring! Do you not have anything more fun? I don’t like hero stories.

Jasper: So you want something more kiddy? You are really childish, you know?

Hendrik: What did you say!?

[Both laugh.]

  －End.－

[renlimotroll]

Love by Daylight

Summary: Siruko-san was forced to cosplay as Feng Min for a gaming convention, and there he finds his me-meant-to-be.

Pairing: Limone-Sensei x Siruko 🍋🐶

Warnings: BL, Personification, Out of Character because it’s my imagination, Cursing courtesy of Sensei’s potty mouth, male cosplaying as female character (does this count as crossdressing?)

A/N: This was a prompt given to me by my internet younger sister Aki, who imagined Siruko-san cosplaying as Feng Min. It was too good of a prompt not to write! But I’d like to apologize for the delay; I’ve been writing this since December 1 and I am a professional procrastinator XD 😅. (Please excuse my pun for memento. I like to think I’m funny hahaha 🤣)

The art you’ll see here is made by my beloved friend and babe Sarah. Check out her twitter and instagram here! Thank you so much babe for bringing to life what I’ve just been imagining. 💙💜 (Please don’t repost or grab without permission as a respect for her hard work)

Enjoy~

"I hate you all." Siruko declares angrily while adjusting his clothes with a little more force than necessary. He wants to burn these clothes and maybe hit his 'friends' too.

Who wouldn’t, when they forced him to wear this China dress.

"Siruko-san kawaiiiiii~" Jiraichan squeals and everyone nods, even his younger brother. Siruko feels betrayed.

Today is TGS day. Tokyo Game Show is one of the biggest video-game expo and conventions in all of Japan, held at Chiba. Everyone wanted to go, even Minben-san, and Siruko was the only one who didn't want to. The Bintroll leader knows that he's being a party pooper by refusing, but he hates crowds with a passion. He told them to just go by themselves, but by true Bintroll fashion, they refuse to listen to their leader.

Siruko didn't even realize he was being baited into coming through that stupid bet. They were playing DbD and suddenly Hakotaro (his own brother, nonetheless! traitors, all of them!) made a suggestion that whoever gets memento-ed first should cosplay as their character. Jiraichan added that the loser must come to TGS cosplaying. Naturally, Siruko-san's gamer pride refused to let him back out of the stupid bet, and they even had Ichihachi-kun be the killer. There was no way Siruko will be memento-ed, he thought, and he was confident enough in his DbD skills. There's no way he will lose.

Or so he thought.

"Can you all stop staring at me!! Let's just go!!" Siruko stomps out of the hotel room grumpily, sulking in the entire drive. Thankfully, or maybe they all felt sorry for him, but everyone in Bintroll cosplayed as their mains too, so Siruko wasn't out of place. The Double Morell keeps snickering at him, and Siruko-san glares daggers at them, vowing to never unhook them next time.

Siruko sighs deeply as he begins to see Makuhari Messe. TGS might not be as big as Comiket, but holy shoot this was a lot of people. He doesn't even know why Bintroll wanted to go here--every single one of them are not good with crowds and people in general--but Siruko can admit there's some sort of element of excitement here. There were so many cosplayers and booths filled with merch, action figures, and so many more. It's truly a feast for the eyes and even Siruko starts to look forward to buying something. Maybe new gaming PC gear!

He just hopes he'll be able to survive the crowds. Siruko takes a deep breath and enters the convention hall.

Limone-sensei blinks at the flash of the camera but maintains his smile. The female fans thank him and he thanks them back for supporting his channel. He waves at the limojos and they giggle. Sensei sighs inwardly.

It's his first time attending TGS as an invited participant and not a normal attendee, and even though he's happy that he became famous enough as a game commentator to be invited here, he kinda misses being able to walk around normally without all the people recognizing him. His face is even half-covered with a black mask, and yet people still know it's him. Limone loves interacting with his fans, but being stopped every few meters for a picture is kinda tough.

On his way to the toilet, he sees some men gathered around something. He pays them no mind, but then he hears this.

"I said leave me alone!"

Sensei doesn't know why, it's not even a woman's voice, but it sounded so nervous and desperate that Sensei wants to come to this person's rescue. Upon closer inspection, he sees a person in a (really well-done) Feng Min cosplay, although the bright red China dress kinda clashes with the pretty purple hair tied up in a bun. Sensei can't stop thinking it was really cute, and then finds himself weirded out by the thought of calling a guy cute.

“Ne neesan, just one picture, come on! And maybe your LINE too!” A guy (who’s as ugly as Hillbilly in Sensei’s opinion) invades Feng Min cosplayer’s personal space and Feng Min cosplayer is obviously uncomfortable. Limone doesn’t know why but it makes him seethe in anger. It’s not in his nature to meddle, but a group of guys surrounding and overcrowding someone is not a pleasant sight. 

“Aho janai ka?! I’m a guy!” Sensei is impressed that even though Feng Min cosplayer looks so anxious, he still manages to fight back. “Heh really? You’re cute tho, you’ll do.” Buzoku-no-buzu presses closer to the purple head and gropes his butt, and Feng Min cosplayer squeaks. Sensei’s vision dims and he sees red. His feet bring him forward and he grips the guy's shoulder so hard he crumples down in an attempt to get away from him.

“Get lost.” He says simply, but his fierce eyes tell a different story. The other guys distance themselves immediately upon one look at him. Sensei doesn't wait for a reply and pulls Feng Min cosplayer to his side, staring down the wimps who were clearly more suited to gaming than engaging in real-life fights. At the back of his mind, alarm bells are ringing--he shouldn't be making a scene, especially someone with popularity like him. But Feng Min presses closer to him and he smells good and Sensei couldn’t think straight.

“Chill man, we didn’t know he had a boyfriend. We’ll leave.” One of the smarter idiots surrenders and tugs a complaining buzoku no buzu away, who was itching to take revenge. Sensei rolls his eyes inwardly; Hillbilly wouldn't even last a second if he fought Sensei. The pro-gamer was so worked up with adrenaline he didn't even realize to correct the guy about them being boyfriends. He glowers at them until they leave and disappear, and after that he hopes no one recognizes him. He can already see the tweets: "Limone-Sensei picking fights for his secret lover!" He groans inwardly.

“Ano… you didn’t need to do that, but thank you I guess.” Feng Min cosplayer says reluctantly even though he clearly was relieved, and he plays with his lovely fingers nervously. Sensei sees faint pink dusting his cheeks and has a split-second to think cute before he realizes he himself is blushing too, and he coughs slightly. Thank goodness he has a mask.

“What were you thinking, going to something like this alone, in a cosplay like that nonetheless?! Didn’t you know cosplayers are often harassed like this?! You should’ve at least brought a friend! Bakagayo omae?!” Sensei doesn’t know why he’s scolding this stranger, who in return gets surprised at Sensei’s strict words and squares his shoulders up as if preparing for a fight. “I have friends, okay?! I was just going to the toilet when I got stopped by those weirdos!” Purple head raises his chin defiantly and crosses his arms across his chest grumpily, and even then, at the back of Sensei’s mind, he thinks it’s cute. Sensei blinks, what is wrong with him today?

“Then go with your friends next time!”

“I will!” Feng Min raises his voice in return. “Thank you again and sorry for the trouble!” Feng Min stomps his way to the toilet, not looking sorry at all. Left alone by himself outside the toilet, Sensei shakes his head in disbelief and decides to go to another toilet.

That Feng Min purple head sure is interesting, he thinks, and hopes that he never has to see him again.

Siruko washes his hands in annoyance. What was that all about?! And he was starting to enjoy the convention too! He learns to cope with the crowds and get his anxiety to a manageable level, and with his friends he starts to enjoy looking at what each booth has to offer. He’s even bought some cute DbD stickers from this cute fanartist who was so grateful to have her first sell-out of the day and a comfy Lifeline hoodie he can wear all the time. Save for the crowd, the convention was really fun and nice and he was looking forward to watching some of the events on stage or even look at the indie game developers booth later.

And those weirdos just have to ruin his day! Mou!! He dusts off his China dress as he tries to shake his irritation off. But, in retrospect, the guy who just saved him, he’s kinda hot. His deep sexy voice sounds familiar, but Siruko can’t place where he has heard it. The way he stared down those weirdos even got Siruko’s goosebumps to raise, and even when he was scolding Siruko he kinda liked it. I didn't even get to ask his name, Siruko regrets. He decides to call him ear-piercing oniisan, because he has a gold piercing on his left ear that just makes him more seductive.

He comes out of the toilet back to the place where he last left Bintroll in, only to find no one there. No need to panic, Siruko calms himself. He tries looking around and waiting in the area, hoping that his friends will come back for him. But after a few minutes, no one came. Siruko starts to get restless, fear creeping up his throat and he tries to swallow it down but it’s like glass, and it’s getting hard to breathe.

Suddenly, it occurs to him that he just needs to call them. He pats his pockets for his phone, only to find out he has no pockets. Kuso China dress! Is this why girls always carry purses? Siruko thinks, because dammit why doesn't this cosplay have any pockets! He remembers that his phone is in his red medkit, an accessory to his cosplay, and he gave it to his brother coz he didn’t want it destroyed by bringing it to the toilet. AAAAA what is he gonna do now?!

Someone passes by with a burger in their hands and it smells so good, Siruko’s stomach rumbles loudly. The people walk by in a blur, and suddenly he feels so drained and alone. He finds a spot by the wall and slumps down, hugging his knees as much as his tight China dress allows him to move, hoping one of his friends finds him. Suddenly the crowds are too scary, and he can feel his panic rise up. What if they don't find him? How will he get home? Why are there so many people?!?!

He doesn't realize that he’s been spacing out until his view darkens, and he looks up to realize that someone was standing in front of him. Siruko looks up and sees ear-piercing oniisan, and it feels like he’s talking to him but Siruko can’t process anything he says. His chest hurts and it feels like an anaconda has been squeezing his body and there’s the sound of wind rushing in his ears. Ear-piercing oniisan crouches in front of him and tells him to breathe, to follow him… inhale… exhale.. Inhale… exhale…

“Oi. Oi. Daijoubu ka teme?” The voice snaps him awake, and Siruko responds, albeit too late.

“Hai?”

Ear-piercing oniisan sighs in relief, and Siruko realizes he was almost on the verge of a panic attack earlier and this handsome stranger had just helped him out of it. He didn't even realize there were tears pooling at the corner of his eyes, although thankfully they didn’t fall down. He blinks them away and tries to breathe properly again.

“Um…..” he tries, avoiding eye contact with the stranger who had just saved him twice now. Siruko clears his throat.

“What the hell are you doing here, alone again?! Where are your friends?!” 

Why does a stranger scolding him make him feel calm? Siruko forgets his anxiety and relaxes immediately.  “I don’t know. When I came back, they weren't here. They have my phone so I couldn't contact them.”

Ear-piercing oniisan huffs. “Bakagayo. You should always bring your phone and wallet. Seriously, are you a kid?”

Siruko tries to pout in protest, but then his stomach rumbles loudly again. Heat floods his cheeks and he looks away in embarrassment. Is it possible for the ground to swallow him up right now? Entity-sama! Please take me! Siruko begs in his imagination.

He thinks he hears ear-piercing oniisan laugh but it might be his imagination, because suddenly handsome oniisan stands up and offers him a hand. Siruko stares at it (and thinks, wow, it’s so pretty, how does a man have hands as pretty as this?) and ear-piercing oniisan rolls his (really beautiful) ocean eyes and moves his hand in a gesture that means he wants Siruko to stand up.

Siruko feels silly and takes the hand (and somehow his stomach flutters but not because of hunger) and ear-piercing oniisan helps him up and tugs him to somewhere. “Ne, where are we going?” He tries to ask. “I don’t even know your name.”

Ear-piercing oniisan looks back at him and smirks, and holy shit Siruko’s heart clenches. What the heck?! “Just call me Sensei.” Ear-piercing oniisan replies, and somehow the nickname fits him. Siruko doesn't know why but he trusts Sensei. At the very least, there’s only maybe 4% chance he’ll be taken to a yakuza hideout or something.

Sensei stops in front of a food cart and the smell of yakisoba cooking hits Siruko’s nose. Sensei greets the ojiisan like a friend and the ojiisan laughs, pleased to see Sensei. Ojiisan packs two big boxes into a plastic bag and hands it to Sensei, winking at Siruko. “Enjoy your date Sensei!” Ojiisan calls loudly while laughing and Sensei tells him “Uruse na!” but he’s also laughing. Siruko has a moment to think what kind of relationship they have for Sensei to reply so rudely at the older man but Sensei drags him away and Siruko scrambles to thank the ojiisan and bow. Sensei tugs him again and Siruko realizes they didn't have to wait in line for a long time to get some food (and maybe he saw some people in the queue glaring at them). He’s late in realizing that Ojiisan just said they were on a date… and Sensei didn’t correct him.

(Maybe Sensei… likes him a bit?) (Because he kinda likes Sensei too, maybe)

When Sensei finally stops walking (just when Siruko was about to whine. Sensei walks so fast and he’s wearing these really cool sneakers but Siruko is wearing a dress, you know!! Please be considerate!!), Siruko realizes someone was calling his name. He turns around and sees Quartetchi waving at him a few meters away from them, but since there’s too many people Siruko has to crane his neck to see him and he waves back. Sensei follows his line of vision and lets go of Siruko’s hand (wait, they’ve been holding hands the entire time? aaaaa)

“Ahh good, your friends found you.” Sensei says, but his tone seems to be disappointed. “I have my own event to go to, so please don’t get lost or be harassed again. I don’t have time to babysit you.” Siruko grumbles and complains that it’s not like he wanted those to happen!! Sensei scoffs in response and fishes his yakisoba out of the plastic bag. He pushes the plastic bag of food to Siruko’s hand and leans close to his ear. Siruko feels like all the air has been knocked out of his chest. “Ja na, mata ne.” Then he disappears into the crowd like Wraith turning invisible at the sound of the bell while Siruko tries to reboot his mind which just short-circuited. His heart is beating out loud in his ears. He doesn't know why but he feels like he lost something now that Sensei left. Before he has time to process why he felt that strange feeling even though he just met Sensei, his friends arrive to his spot.

“We finally found you Siruko-san!! Mou where did you go?! Don’t leave on your own like that!” Quartet chides.

“I told you guys I’ll be going to the toilet, and when I came back you all were gone! Mou don’t leave me like that!! I almost panicked!!” 

“Maa maa the important thing is we found him now.” Jiraichan intervenes. “C’mon, let’s go eat lunch! Minben-san’s waiting in line right now so we gotta find a table to eat at.” The pink-haired guy pauses and notices Siruko’s food, then squints at the purple head. “Siruko-san, do you know who you were just with right now?” Jiraichan asks suspiciously.

“Eh? He said his name is Sensei but I don’t… really know…” Siruko trails, noticing the shocked looks of his friends. Jiraichan was the first to react. “EEEHHH?!?! How could you not know him???? Limone-sensei da yo! Limone-sensei!!”

“Dare?” He asks dumbly.

“Niisan, you seriously have no idea? He’s a famous gamer! I watched some of his DbD videos and he’s seriously, insanely good. How could you not know him?”

“NANI?!?! I knew his voice sounded familiar! How could I know, I was too busy being in trouble to remember that!! And I’ve never seen his face!!”

“Well, he doesn’t really show his face much.” Ichihachi agrees. “Wait, what do you mean you got into trouble?”

"N-nothing! Who said I got into trouble??" Siruko sweat-drops. "C’mon, let's just go!! I'm hungry!!" He herds them all away to eat lunch, all the while trying to look back to the sea of strangers in the crowd, wishing he could see Sensei at least one more time.

He never even got to thank Sensei.

Being invited to judge a cosplay contest is a huge honor, and Limone-sensei was really excited about it. Or, at least, he used to be, because now he's pretty distracted with the thoughts of Feng Min cosplayer. He wonders if he plays DbD too, if Feng Min was his main, and suddenly he thinks he would like to play with him someday. Now everytime he sees a Feng Min cosplay he gets sort of excited, but then they don’t have purple hair and he gets disappointed. He tests the guy's name on his lips. Siruko. Sensei thinks it fits the guy and is kinda cute like him. 

The event was about to start soon and he was on the backstage talking to one of the event organizers. Or he pretends to be listening, because Sensei’s mind was wandering back to that voice. He wouldn't mind hearing it again, but in the midst of these many people in the arena, Feng Min cosplayer--no, Siruko-- is just one of those one-moment encounters that'll never happen again. He feels sad about it and he doesn’t know why.

Until he hears that voice again. For a moment he thought it was his imagination, and wonders how weird it was for him to have hallucinations of a voice of someone he just met. But the voice rings out again, and Sensei strains his neck to look everywhere for it, not realizing how rude it must have looked for the event organizer talking to him. Hope rises to his chest, despite him trying not to.

Beautiful purple eyes meet his, and for a moment Sensei is mesmerized, lost and drowning in them. But then he sees they were eyes calling out for help. Sensei excuses himself rather abruptly to the annoyance of the event organizer and stalks forward to Siruko. How can he resist those pleading eyes? He'd do anything in his power not to see those again, because despite his bravado, his online persona of being a badass who can do anything, Limone-sensei is actually a softie, especially for cute things and Feng Mins in distress.

"We don't have any time, Sir. Please go to the backstage!" The fierce-looking, small lady organizer drags Siruko-san to the other side of the stage where the cosplayers are lining up for the competition.

"A-ah! Wait!! I told you I'm not in the cosplay competition! Matte--"

Sensei grabs the shoulder of the small lady, who shoots him a nasty look before realizing who he was. Sensei knows the organizer was just doing her job, but dammit Sensei is annoyed. "Excuse me, I think you got the wrong guy."

Organizer-san takes a double look at Siruko, who withers under the intense scrutiny. He somehow senses that Sensei is in a bad mood as he fiddles with his fingers nervously.

"Wait, you're not Takahiro-san?”

"I've been telling you for the last five minutes!" Siruko tries to shake off the woman's frankly death grip and runs behind Sensei as if taking cover. Sensei glares a little at Siruko as if saying, "You got into trouble again?!" and Siruko scrunches his eyebrows together and purses his lips in indignation, as if protesting that "It wasn't my fault!"

"I assure you, this person is just cosplaying for fun. We're sorry for the trouble." He forces Siruko-san to bow together with him, and the event organizer-san apologizes too, although she really looked stressed about finding the missing cosplayer. But Sensei doesn’t feel sorry for her; blame his lack of anger-management control. He’s too keyed up now, and everything is too sharp, and he doesn’t understand his feelings.

Sensei snatches Siruko's arm and drags him to the nearest corner, as private as the backstage could allow them to be. He's really pissed that all these bad things keep on happening to Siruko-san. It's frustrating and infuriating! Why was the world so out to give trouble to Siruko-san?! What if he wasn't there to save Siruko-san?! He remembers the blank look Siruko-san had earlier, when he found him beside the wall, gasping for air and trying so hard to breathe, and Limone hated that. He never wants to see Siruko's pretty purple eyes being so helpless and scared. His anger bubbles up like steam and he wants to lash out at something.

“Itetete Sense----!! Stop pulling me!”

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Sensei shouts, and Siruko stills. “Didn't I tell you not to make any more trouble?! What would you do if you were suddenly shoved onto the stage?! Don't you know how big this event is?! People would boo you out there and there’ll be pictures of you all over the internet and they’d make fun of you--”

“But it’s not my fault--” Siruko tries to protest.

“But you still should have been careful! I can't come to rescue you all the damn time! It’s like you’re looking for trouble just to see me! In that case, I don't ever want to see you again!”

Sensei freezes. It’s not what he wanted to say at all, but the damage has been done. He sees Siruko’s hurt look and he stiffens. In his frustration and anger, he took it out on the very thing he wanted to protect. He sees Siruko’s face close off and become distant, and he wants to take back the words, to apologize. “I- I didn’t mean--”

“I actually just came looking for you to give you this," Siruko thrusts a box to Sensei’s hand. “To thank you. But don't get me wrong, I never asked for your help in the first place. I never wanted ANY of that to happen in the first place. Anyway, thanks for everything. I’m sorry for being just a bother to you.” Siruko bows 90 degrees stiffly and runs, and Sensei tries to catch his hand but he doesn’t reach it and grabs air instead. He's too shocked at himself for saying those mean things and too shocked at seeing himself hurt Siruko-san.

He realizes he still has the box in his hands and he opens it to see a rabbit mask. The one that one of his favorite DBD killers have, which means Siruko knows who he is now. It was thoughtful, really, but right now it’s breaking Sensei’s heart. 

If only someone could shout “Bakagayo!” at him now, because he really messed up.

Siruko wasn’t going to cry, nope. He was a man, goddammit! And it’s not like he and Sensei were friends--they were two strangers who met in a coincidence. So it’s totally understandable that there’s a possibility that Sensei hates him. It was Siruko’s own goddamn fault for thinking he could be friends with Sensei, for his unrealistic expectations that maybe, Sensei would like to hang out with him (that maybe Sensei even liked him).

He reaches his friends and they see that something’s wrong by looking at his face, but since they’re the best people in the world and they’re his friends, no one comments on it. They try to distract him by pointing at interesting booths, and they even get to try some techie stuff and unreleased games even though they had to stand in line for a long time. It was almost fun, if Siruko wasn't distracted with the thought of how painful it was that Sensei never wanted to see him again. He just wants to go back to Tochigi now and maybe never ever leave his bed ever again.

Time passed by really quickly, and before they knew it, it was almost closing time. They were about to leave and go back to the rental car when Ichihachi-kun suddenly tugs him back. Turns out everyone stopped walking while Siruko kept moving forward. Siruko grumbles “What?” a little bit angrily and Ichihachi-kun points him in another direction.

Apparently Sensei’s been calling his name a lot, and now Sensei is wading through this huge mass of people just to get to him.

Siruko wants to ignore him, to just forget about everything and move on. Who was he anyway, to be friends with Sensei, who’s really cool and awesome and famous? Nothing will ever bud in their relationship, so there was no use hoping. Come daylight, they will be just two people who just happened to cross paths in a gaming convention. Nothing more.

But Sensei pushes back with all his might against the angry people who yell at him, and he sees Sensei's bright blue eyes, desperate for a chance to talk to him. And Siruko hates himself a little for not being able to turn him away, because he’s really weak for kind people. And no matter how much Sensei hated him, he finds himself unable to hate Sensei.

Sensei reaches them, gasping for oxygen like he just ran a marathon. People around them get annoyed at them stopping in the middle of the hallway, so they try to move to the side walls. Siruko sees Bintroll instinctively place themselves between him and Sensei, as if telling Sensei that “Nope, we’re not gonna let you hurt Siruko-san again”, and he feels so touched.

“Siruko-san.” Sensei gulps for air then tries, “I was… hoping we could talk… please.”

“Ehhh, I don’t know,” Jiraichan crosses his arms pretending to think, “...tell me, Sensei, why would I let you talk to my friend, hm?”

Sensei looks into Siruko-san’s eyes directly, and Siruko feels it… the sensation of the world being pulled to one person. His cerulean eyes were like magnets, and Siruko finds himself unable to pull away, attracted to it. “Actually, you shouldn't,” Sensei states seriously. “I’ve been a horrible person, and I’d even let all of you punch me right now because I deserve it. But please believe me when I say that I didn’t mean any of what I said. It’s true. I… I’m sorry, Siruko-san.”

And Sensei looks actually sincere. Siruko wants to stay angry for a little bit, but how can he resist an honest apology? He comes forward and makes gestures for his friends to leave them for a bit, that he can handle this. Mou, curse him for having a weakness for ikemen with glasses..

“Okay, you have 5 minutes to talk, then we really need to go back to our hotel. It’s been a long day, and I’m tired.”

“Right, right, of course of course.” Sensei looks flustered as he scratches the back of his neck as he stands awkwardly. "I… I didn't actually think I'd make it past the apology so I got nothing prepared… umm…"

Out of all the things Siruko expects, who would have known that Sensei is actually really very shy? Siruko giggles at the back of his mind. And because, contrary to popular opinion, he can actually be a little shit if he wants to, Siruko replies, "Well if you have nothing to say then I have to go pack my bags, Tochigi is a long way after all…."

Sensei repeats “Tochigi” as if trying to take note of it in his mind then shakes his head, almost raising his hand as if he wants to grab Siruko's hands but decides it was too embarrassing so he drops it. "Ano…. Let's exchange LINE?"

"Are you ordering or asking?"

"Asking?"

"Because you want to talk to me?"

"Yes?"

"Are you asking or answering?"

"Answering."

"And you want to talk to me because?"

"Because…. You're interesting?"

"You sound like you're not sure."

"I AM SURE!"

"THEN ARE YOU ASKING ME OUT?"

"YES!! IM ASKING YOU OUT BAKAGAYO!" Sensei yells, then blinks. Siruko couldn't stop himself anymore and laughs out loud. He wipes the tears in his eyes while holding his stomach. He can tell Sensei is blushing because his ears are red.

"Okay, but only if you beat me and my friends in DbD. What do you say, Sensei?"

And even though he's hiding behind the mask, Siruko knows Sensei is trying hard not to smile right now. Don't ask him how, he just knows. "Oh, it's on! I'd love to hear you scream when I memento you."

"Haha, you wish! You haven't played with me and my friends, you don't know how good we all are. We can fix the generators faster than you can blink, we'll be out in no time."

And Sensei actually laughs, the bastard. "Why don't you show me instead of telling me, Siruko-san." he says in a low dangerous tone, and it makes Siruko shiver in delight.

"I'd love to, Sensei." he whispers back.

Later, much later, after Sensei comes over to their hotel and sets up his laptop on Siruko's bed while all his friends are sprawled all over the floor in varying positions, and they're screaming and laughing and eating pizza and one match became five and suddenly it's dusk and they're all too tired but no one wants to miss Day 2 of the convention so they all go together with bags under their eyes, Siruko decides that may be conventions aren't too bad at all. Heck, even cosplaying as a girl character wasn't that bad, coz he slayed that look. And if it brought him to this moment, where he's dragging Sensei to all these booths amd Sensei rolls his eyes but obliges and he's being ridiculous trying to make Sensei laugh and Sensei, ever the straight man, says he's ridiculous even though he's also smiling, Siruko would gladly cosplay again.

He's being too cheesy, but he does think what's memento-be will be. 

The end.

Omake!!

Two years later.

"I AM NOT WEARING THAT RIDICULOUS THING."

"PLEASE SENSEI, IT'S TOO CUTE!! PLEASE PLEASE JUST THIS ONCE!!"

"I SAID NO!! GO TO HELL!!"

"I'LL GO THERE BECAUSE YOU'RE THERE YOU LITERAL DEMON!! IF YOU DON'T WEAR IT I'M NOT GOING!!"

"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE! WE'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR MONTHS! IT'S OUR FUCKING ANNIVERSARY GODDAMIT"

"YES AND THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO CELEBRATE IT!! MOUUUUUU YOU'D THINK AFTER ALL THAT SIRUKO-SAN ENDURED, THE LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP, THE MY-BOYFRIEND-IS-TOO-FAMOUS-SO-WE-HAVE-TO-MAKE-OUR-DATES-DISCREET, THE BASHING I GET FROM SOME OF YOUR CRAZIER FANS, YOU’D THINK SIRUKO-SAN DESERVES A REWARD BUT NOOOOO…. MOSHIKASHITTE, ORE NO KOTO KIRAI KA NA….”

“.........”

Siruko tries not to chuckle as his boyfriend, aka Limone-sensei, glares at him through the webcam. He’s playing dirty and Sensei knows it well, but in the end Siruko will win. It’s not his fault Sensei crumbles at the sight of his pien eyes, and he’s not above using it. It’s his perk, and he gotta use it to his advantage. 

“Fuck you.” Which, in Sensei language, means yes. Siruko lets a whoop of joy and Sensei bares his teeth at him like an angry animal. 

“I love you~ See you tomorrow!”

“Go to sleep, bakatare. I love you too.”

After a year of being friends and getting to know each other, and finally, finally Sensei asking him to be his, and them going out for a year, it’s nice. They’ve been through ups and downs, sure, but just like any game, they learn from their mistakes and improve. It wasn’t easy, it never was, but Sensei was the yin to his yang. Where Sensei was cold and easy to get angry, Siruko was warm and quick to forgive. Where Siruko has insecurities and anxieties, Sensei was the confidence that pulls him through and fights the negativity away. It was easier because of that. Even if they’re opposites, they complement each other. They don't even fight about anything, because despite his badass reputation, Sensei is a softie who’s very very weak to Siruko’s attempts at being cute, and Siruko had always been patient and understanding and it was easy for him to accept the downsides of dating someone as famous as Sensei.

And tomorrow, they’ll go back to where it all started, the gaming convention where they met. Siruko was planning to wear Feng Min’s bunny jacket as a lowkey cosplay and Sensei needs to wear that bunny Huntress mask if he values his life, so they can both have something bunny-like and DBD-like. It’s cute and ridiculous, exactly like his relationship with Sensei. Siruko can't help but giddy about it. It’s Love by Daylight after all.

THE END.

[franeridart]

*SOBS* IM JUST SO GLAD YOURE BACK

Aw thank you !!!!! It’s really just thanks to the past couple of days of cooler weather tho, ngl hahaha the earth has been indulgent to me, this past week!

Anon said:I really liked that wgole bakushima gem thing! What would bakugou do if kirishima somehow got corrupted and couldnt reverse it? (Without the other diamonds)

Thank you for liking it!!!! And I guess he’d just go ask the other diamonds? Well, he would never let it get to that, but if it were the only option it’s not like he’d leave Kiri like that!

Anon said:Quick, someone put a flashlight on diamond!Kiri

He’d be shinier than Aoyama and Hagakure using her special move put together !!!!!!! v pretty~

Anon said:your kiribaku gem AU inspired me so much that i’m finally watching steven universe just so i can understand it better because what i did understand was that i loved it

OH MAN I hope you’ll enjoy it!!!! It’s a bit silly and all over the place through the first season, but try to give it time !!

Anon said:Hi! I went and checked out your fan art for Kuroko no Basket and I absolutely adore AoKaga! Your AoKaga works make me so happy! I love them all!

Ohhhhh man thank you so much !!!!!!!!!! it’s super old stuff tho how did you even find it hhhhh haha

Anon said:Hello hello! here w bad news a instagram page posted your art and i know you dont like repost so im informing you. The page is kags.fujoshi and it was posted july 23

Yeh I know, I’ve been trying to report it and the other one I’ve been being told about but instagram won’t let me submit the thing so I guess this is how things are and I’ll just die mad about it since instagram likes to make things as hard and impossible to me as it can

Anon said:Bless your art

Thank you ;;;;;

Anon said:Omg literally your kiribaku Steven universe crossover is so fucking perfect thank you for blessing us with it; I’d love to see more if you have anything or feel like ever doing more about it but I don’t want to pressure you or anything, do what you want to do and what makes you happy :) Take care!

Ahhhhhh thank you so much!!!!! I’m super glad you liked it this much!!!!!!!

Anon said:✨Gentle reminder to take care of yourself today ✨

You too, anon!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Everytime I see you upload new art I end up looking through and loving your entire BNHA Art tag. It’s so wonderful

gAH thank you so SO much!!!!!!!!!! don’t waste so much time on my blog, tho hahaha

Anon said:heya! I was just wondering if u had any short bakukiri one-shot fic recommendations. i prefer to read short things bc i have some learning difficulties and i was hoping u might know some good simple reads. Thanks! (

Aw man sorry but I really don’t have the time to make a rec list rn ;; if you’re fine with it this is the tag on AO3 filtered so that it shows only complete content with a max word count of 5000 starting from the one with most kudos going down, the first ones showing are all super good fics - in case you’re not okay with explicit content you can filter that too (if youre not okay with mature either just check that out as well) and to go further this is the tag excluding the fics tagged as tddk  cause that’s not what you’re looking for and the tddk and krbk fandom sure like to put each other in the listed relationships even if the fic isn’t about them (it excludes some krbk fics too but what can we do about that)

Anon said:ASDFGHKRNOFNE your last doodle killed me!!!! soft todoroki

AHHHHH I’m super glad you liked them !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;;;

Anon said:I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of your art, you beautiful gift you

Thank you smmmmm ;;;

Anon said:I am taking the SU story down for now. Please, let me know if I have your permission to post it, or if you don’t want me to. // And just to clarify - I’m not deleting the story out of spite or anything. I wrote it as a “get-well-soon” gift, but since you make it very clear you want to know how your art is used and that you must give your approval, I began to fear it would become a source of annoyance to you rather than something nice. I can put it back up if you want me to.

I don’t mind you writing the story or posting it, so if you wanna upload it again go for it! For future reference tho, if you’re in a rush to get an answer out of me (referring to the message where you asked if it was okay) your best bet is to go off-anon since those I always answer privately and as soon as I can. It can take me up to over a week to answer anon asks here, which I’d guess is sort of obvious? so seriously next time you’re in a rush to get an answer it’s better if you don’t go through the anon option!!

Anon said:HI I LOVE YOUR ART IT’S GORGEOUS AHHHHHHH

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

Anon said:How long does it take t draw one artwork for you?

Some things ten minutes, some things three days of work, it really depends on what I’m drawing? If it’s bw or colored, if it has a bg, if it’s a bust or a full body, if it’s one person or five, one drawing or a full comic, how used I am to drawing the character vs how new it is, how easy the clothes are and how many details there are on them - if you sent me an example I could specifically tell you how long it took me!

Anon said:is bakugo ticklish? what do u think?

Bakugou is ticklish but the immediate aftermath of tickling Bakugou is to be blasted into kingdom come so maybe better not to tickle him unless you’re Kiri and can protect yourself

Anon said:Bakukirikami is some good stuff my dude

It sure as heck is! Lately my old stuff for them is getting a bunch of new notes, I’m assuming people are getting into it thanks to the anime haha the magic of the license exam my doods

Anon said:hey I hope I don’t sound creepy but, I just want to say that your art really makes me happy and that you’re one of my favorite artist out there. So even if somtimes you feel like your art sucks I want you to know that I think it’s beautiful! Hope you’re doing well!

You don’t sound creepy at all!!!!! thank you SO MUCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:i live for ur kamisero art just saying

I haven’t drawn much of that, have I? I’m glad you like it tho!!!! Thank you!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Mako and Tai ♥️♥️

!!!

Anon said:This isn’t an ask, just that I love your art style and it reminds me of a beautiful and cute point and click adventure, “Harvey’s new eyes ” and “Ednas break out” Its very cute and pretty just like your art style and I love both ^^

Oh man thank you!!!

Anon said:Q U O R K

I honestly can’t even remember if this is just a random ask or if it was referring to something specific, ngl (if it’s the second, sorry about my memory being like this orz)

Anon said:Gah I keep missing preorders! I’ve only ever really wanted 2, and each time, don’t have any money, til after they’re done 😢 oh well, I guess. Hope you’re doing well!

If you’re referring to the takemyhand zine, preorders are still going tho!!! and thank you!!!!

[heartofdolan-blog]

Social Study [E.D] - part two

part one

Summary: Daisy and Ethan get to know each other in more ways than one as they work on a project where they conduct social experiments and videotape the process. 

Warnings: cursing

A/N: I just posted this but it had the strange “A” bug so I’m reposting it. The summary of this note was that I wrote this part on no sleep & I’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense hahaha. Thank you for the support that you guys showed on the last part, it was incredible waking up to see the love. I love you guys!!! Alright, now enjoy the little story. I’m pretty proud because it’s 1,200 something words and hooray for that. Much love.

Ethan was starting to regret his spur of the moment decision to grab a tattoo last night. He was fine with having one, he even enjoyed getting them, but he was not particularly fond of the interestingly realistic looking rubber chicken resting on his left hip. He had no clue what could’ve inspired him to get such a thing, but he hoped he wouldn’t have to resort to getting it removed. Grayson found it hilarious and started rolling on the floor when he noticed it. He kept shouting, “I thought it was a dream, I thought it was a dream!” Then he would look at the tattoo’s face and the cycle would start over again.

He was about to give Grayson a good knock on the head when there were three short knocks on the door. Gray immediately sobered up and exchanged a confused glance with Ethan. Although the two shared a dorm, in no way was their living situation anything like the rest of the students at Whitewater Prep. Their uncle was a respected graduate who came back after finishing at Harvard and donated a large sum of money to the school. The twins were practically untouchable when it came to cracking down on the rules, but they both wanted to succeed so they tried not to take advantage of their family’s power. A knock on their door was rare, considering most people thought Dorm 208 was empty.

Ethan cracked the door open enough to see who was standing outside, yet didn’t recognize the female face as anyone he knew. Grayson shook his head, signifying he also had no clue who was outside. Fast as he could, he grabbed the stranger’s hand and rushed her inside while Gray shut the door. Sitting her down on the bed while she was still dizzy, Ethan looked over the girl and smirked, looking at Grayson to see if he also understood. Gray was two steps ahead and had already taken out the handcuffs, tossing them to Ethan in an instant.

He expected some sort of protest as he locked the restraints on the stranger, yet received only silence from her. Once he had finished making sure she was secure, he stepped back and admired his handiwork. Her arms were behind her back, with her hands cuffed together and duct tape on her arms and legs to make sure she would have a hard time trying to get away before he got his answers.

Grayson looked at him and held up five fingers, reminding him of the benefit Uncle Clay was hosting tonight. Ethan pulled him to the side and whispered, “Do you think Clay would be upset if you showed up alone tonight? I have to deal with this girl before I can go anywhere,” with a pleading glance.

After debating for a minute, Grayson groaned and nodded reluctantly. “But if anything goes wrong, you know that I’ll be here as soon as possible. Call me, okay?”

Ethan nodded and pat his brother on the back. “Thank you, Gray, I owe you one,” he smiled. Grayson rolled his eyes and walked away to change into one of his many suits.

A few minutes after he left, Ethan took a look at the girl sitting patiently on his bed, not making a sound or struggling to escape from her restraints. He decided to play around a bit while getting his answers. Hell, she was a good looking girl tied up in his room, any other 18-year old boy would practically be foaming at the mouth with excitement.

***

Daisy didn’t know what was wrong with her. After classes had gotten out for the day, she found her way to Room 208 and knocked, supplies for the project all tucked away neatly in her book bag. Two girls walking down the hallway gave her a funny look as she walked up to the door, but Daisy brushed it off as typical teenage gossip.

She had Ethan Grant in a few of her classes, but she didn’t know much about him other than the fact that he had a twin brother, and his uncle was some big deal to the school. To be honest, Daisy couldn’t have cared less about some uncle who donated to his former high school, but she wanted to seem educated when she arrived at Whitewater Prep. To accomplish this, she spent the night before the big move to Jersey studying up on the history of the school and its big contributors. The twin thing was quite easy to figure out on her own, especially since Ethan Grant was rarely seen with someone other than his family.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the door had opened just a crack, and she could see an eye peeking through at her, then another, and then two more. She didn’t understand the big fuss about opening the door but decided not to question it and go with the flow instead. What she didn’t expect was to be pulled inside a few seconds later, sat on the bed, and the next thing she knew, she was completely restrained.

“Are these guys ninjas?” Daisy thought to herself as she tried to adjust to her new surroundings. The bed she was sat on was surprisingly soft and clean, and the walls of the room were almost completely bare, spare a small picture or two of the brothers hung up with a plastic tack. Then she came to her senses and realized that she blew her chances of escape because she was admiring the way the carpet felt on her flats.

And then she looked up, realized that Ethan Grant was towering over her and Grayson had magically disappeared. Despite this, she remained outwardly calm and didn’t struggle at all, prompting the realization that she didn’t know what was wrong with her.

The older boy sat down next to her and removed the handcuff’s from Daisy’s wrists. Not a word had been spoken between the two as his long fingers began to massage her sore hands. After a minute or so, he gently tore the duct tape off of her elbows, giving her upper body complete freedom. Ethan Grant had begun to rub her shoulders and began moving up to her temples after a minute. Daisy hadn’t even realized she had been holding her breath until she let out a long moan due to the tension being relieved from her body.

She immediately straightened up after that, as she had let herself fall into the boy’s arms. Her face started to heat up and she brought her hands up to her cheeks to cover them as if that would help somehow. She looked up after hearing a laugh escape from Ethan’s lips. He was smirking at her, and her legs were untied in an instant. He had her right where he wanted her.

“Tell me your name and why you’re here,” he demanded, his demeanor changing immediately.

“My name is Daisy Brant. I’m here because Ms. Rousse told me to find Ethan Grant in this dorm room so that you could be my partner instead of Austin,” she didn’t bother using his last name, as the school had a tight-knit community and he was a popular kid.

Ethan groaned and looked up at the sky, putting his hands up to his face as the situation settled in. He wasn’t informed of a project because he hadn’t bothered going to class today. He had just tied up his partner. Things were not looking up.

[onlyjihoons]

collegebf! daniel

a/n; happy birthday to kang choding hehe,, dedicated for my dearest mother @mongniel aurora until she disowned me so im trying to validate myself and also the loyal mom, ariane @deepdickdaniel

(repost bc the tags werent working)moodboard will be uploaded in a seperate post soon!

major: vetinary

minor: sports science

honestly took up vetinary bc of peter and rooney

so he could save on the fees to the vet

though he puts up a strong front he is often a kultz and actually really soft??

likes kids too and often swings by the early childhood department to visit minhyun

but let’s face it, animals like him better than the babies do

has a phobia of insects, especially flying ones

hence cant join practical lessons that involves specimen or live insects

his classmates would be kind enough to share with him the notes they took in class, but he would rather fail the topic than look at notes of insects

there was once his friend, ong threw a fake spider whilst daniel was studying and he screamed, pushing off the seemingly 1 ton table and chair away from him

ong was like,,, “are you sure he wants to be a vet next time”

despite his phobia of insects, he will actually grin and bear it when he needs to remove lice from animals

red bull and gummy addict, but more likely to die of shock from insects than diabetes

you will always spot a can of red bull on his lecture desk, and bet 10 bucks it has a love note attached to it from his admirers

fairly popular in school, because a soft, tall and cute guy doing vetinary?? he just screams boyfriend material in that white lab coat

and glasses slipping down his nosebridge just makes him look even more cuter

loves dancing as a hobby so he took it up as his minor

does b-boying and modern dance, looks equally hot in both

when the school hall is filled with girls, it is either some kpop boy band is performing, or daniel and his dance group, wanna one are performing

has so much charisma in his dancing, the idea of “cute daniel” gets thrown away

but a cute bunny most of the time who is addicted to gummies

surprisingly, hasn’t dated a lot as contrast to rumours that he’s a fuckboy

he really hates fucking around with others’ feelings… despite being choding(childish) around his hyungs of wanna one

meanwhile you,, a medicine student trying to keep up with the expectations of society

to be honest, you’re doing well

but not well enough to enter the top hospitals of seoul

and you’re here on scholarship anyway, might as well make use of it to make your parents proud

you’re your parents’ only child too, the pressure to do well is also quite high

you barely dated, the only time was in high school where you were a foolish teenager dating your best friend

you did have classmates confessing to you though, but everything stayed platonic

they weren’t upset surprisingly, they were more than willing to be friends with you too

eventually they found their other halves, but are still good friends with you

you were glad guys in your faculty were understanding,, unlike some that disliked you after that

you were friends with jaehwan, your old friend since the both of you were in diapers

he took up music, and ended up having lots of college scholarship offers

he eventually went to your college, despite it not one of his first few choices

“my friend would die a lonely virgin if i didnt help her with her love life”

“shut up jaehwan, 80% of your girlfriends broke up with you because your laugh is annoying”

“i dId NOT aSk for this sLaNdEr”

anyway, you had no idea how jaehwan ended up in wanna one(and daniel’s roomate), depite his “boom boom-bastic” dance skills

winkwonk

but that boy’s vocals can reach to the gods in heaven and appease them

he tried to matchmake you with all of the members of wanna one(excluding the minors of course) but it all failed because your friend was the worst at being discreet

the lords of venus eventually shined upon you when daniel was sent to your faculty for “emergency” treatment

“y/n,,, we need you to fix daniel, quick.” jaehwan said breathlessly over the phone

“if he needs a one night stand, im not an option, you know that, kim jaehwan.”

“no, that stupid boy accidentally cut himself while trying to disect a frog… and he’s bleeding a lot.”

“oh the flower boy from vetinary?” you nodded as you took your first aid kit, “but you aren’t even majoring in vetinary, jaehwan, what are you doing with daniel?”

“he called me to call you– ok nevermind, i’ll explain to you later, we’re on our way to your faculty. wait for us outside the medicine labs.”

“uh okay.”

so there you were, waiting outside the medicine labs with your first aid kit

seconds later, you saw 3 boys running towards you, one visibly taller than the other 2

you could finally make out their faces, it was jaehwan, daniel and another boy, wonwoo whom you were friends with due to jaehwan’s failed matchmaking

“y/n,, i think daniel is gonna suffer from anaemia…”

you tried to stifle your laughter as you examined the cardigan wrapped around daniel’s hand

“he won’t. don’t worry.” you assured them as you unraveled the cardigan, “let’s just hope it’s nothing too deep…”

when you revealed the wound, it was just a minor cut, though not as minor as a paper cut but definitely bleeding

you glared at jaehwan, who smiled sheepishly and resigned to his death after you treated daniel

you dressed the wound quickly, lips pursed in concentration

what you didnt notice was daniel’s gaze, which was on you the whole time

he had a weird feeling in his stomach, he wanted to use his other hand to run it through your hair

he tried to shake it off, but he got more and more attracted to you when he saw your eyes meeting his to make sure he isnt uncomfortable

this wasnt the first time daniel saw you though, he often saw you on jaehwan’s lockscreen, as your friend had set the selca both of you took as his lockscreen

as much as daniel wanted to meet you, he didn’t want to give you the wrong impression because of his rumours

and now he finally did, but he was pretty sure you’re gonna hate him for being over-reacting

“done,” you patted his dressing and pushed his hand towards him, “it’s nothing too deep, don’t worry. but make sure to take it off when you’re showering, if you need any help just give me a call.”

daniel shot you one of his signature eyesmiles, “thank you so much, i’m sorry i had to make you rush down for me…”

“no its fine! just call me whenever. i hope you get well soon.” you smiled, then tiptoed to daniel’s ear, “just don’t tell jaehwan though, he can be a little, nosey.”

you were lying if you said daniel wasn’t attractive and totally did not win you over with his eyesmile in the span of 3 seconds

“and kim jaehwan, you owe me a meal. for helping your friend and putting up with your drama.”

at this point, daniel was totally smitten

everyone could see it, even the members of wanna one started teasing him about it

“i can set you up with a date with y/n if you want–”

“no i dont like her peter and rooney are my girlfriends”

daniel totally did not ask almost everyone in his faculty for your number

when he finally had the guts to text you, he was all giddy when you replied, jumping up whenever he heard the personalized notification just for your contact

meanwhile, while you were talking to daniel, you really loved it when he talks about animals, it seemed like all time has stopped in the world and his passion for taking care of animals is just so attractive

and he didnt seem like the usual fuckboy everyone perceived him to be

one day, daniel asked you out for a pizza date, and you immediately agreed

because free pizza and a cute date, why not

the both of you ended up going to laundry pizza, just bc daniel said ioi went there to take their album jacket photos there LOL

but the pizza there was good so you weren’t complaining

daniel ended up paying for the both of you, after 15 minutes of rentless argument over who should pay

the both of you also went to the arcade, wasting your money on those claw machines

you didn’t get anything, but you had fun throwing airballs at the basketball machine thingy

daniel walked you back pretty early, because he knew you had a morning lecture the next morning

not gonna lie, you wanted to stay longer but daniel was not gonna have any of it

daniel walked you till your doorstep, and your hands were fumbling through your purse for your keys

looks like someone forgot their keys,,,

you laughed humourlessly as you tried to open the locked door, but only for daniel to giggle along with you

your roomate was out too, and she wouldn’t be back till the next morning

“i dont think its safe for you to be sleeping outside, why dont you stay over at my place?”

“im–”

“ok let’s go”

you didnt even say anything and here you are, at daniel’s dorm, unsure of what to do

just watching daniel hastily clean up his dorm is quite amusing

“jaehwan wont be back till really late, he has an event to attend to.” daniel smiled as he proceeeds to kick the sweet wrappers under the sofa, “i’m sorry you have to put up with this, y/n.”

“no, no, thank you for letting me stay here, or i’ll be freezing in the cold right now.” you shook your head, yawning

“do you want a change of clothes? i have a hoodie you can wear…hopefully”

you never knew you would be staying in daniel’s dorm, on his bed, in his hoodie

until today

you slept fairly well, with daniel’s scent invading all your senses

until you felt something on your foot

you woke up, scared

the thing kept probing at your feet, and soon it was licking it

you screamed, and soon enough daniel ran into his room to see what happned

“y-y/n?” he rubbed his eyes as he turned on the lights, “what happened?”

“s-something was at my foot”

daniel moved the sheets, and he found rooney peacefully sleeping on the foot of the bed

“i’m sorry, rooney always likes to invade the bed in the middle of the night,,, i should’ve told you earlier”

“it’s fine, i was just too shocked hahaha”

silence

“maybe i’ll sleep with you, so peter and rooney wont disturb us”

you stared at daniel, as he quickly waved his hands, “no, no, i wont do anything, i swear, you can end me if i do.”

neither of you could sleep, so daniel nudged you

“y/n… i know its weird to say this but,, i like you”

well that was really weird

“i don’t expect you to accept me and all but i just wanna let you know that i–”

you cut daniel off with a kiss, as he sneakily snaked his arms around your waist to bring you closer

after a good like, 20 seconds, you pulled away, “me, rejecting kang daniel?? no way.”

ever since the both of you started dating, jaehwan started to brag about himself, saying that the both of you were a couple thanks to him,,,

but would shut up immediately after he sees you in the vicinity because he would be running away from you

a very cute relationship, daniel would always wrap his arms around your shoulders and snuggle you close to him

instant ramen dates are a big thing and you always have to clean up after daniel

but he helps of course, after hearing you nag at him for the nth time

he would always make you a bento before your papers, with a note that says, “with this bento, you will do well! fighting! love, daniel”

and vice versa, you would bake him muffins too

sweetest boyfriend, but the type to say pick up lines to annoy the heck out of you

they arent even smooth, theyre hella bad

and yes, kang choding still exists

you have to physically stop him from buying/eating more gummies or his teeth would rot

since daniel is relatively bigger in size, you would always steal his clothes and he would always wonder how his clothes would mysteriously go missing

he would know the answer when he sees you the next morning

the whole campus ships the both of you sm

please love kang daniel

[feelssogoodinmyarms]

Opinions Needed!!!

Hey guys!! So I’m working on a new fic and I need help. There’s a song called “Son of a Preacher Man” and it was originally sung by Dusty Springfield. A few years ago Tom Goss redid it and donated the proceeds to an LGBT organization. So I’ve become obsessed with the music video (that you can find here) and it really reminded me of Melchior and Moritz. So I started thinking and I kind of hashed out an AU where Melchior is the son of the preacher (even though he hates it and gets into fights with his dad all the time) and some stuff happens. I wrote the first chapter and I don’t really know where to go with it but I wanted some feedback if you’re interested. I haven’t made it exclusively obc or dwsa. It’s set in modern au right now but I can change that. I also wanted to make a prequel eventually with Wendla? I hate her and Melchior together but I think it could be interesting. But right now I’m just focusing on this piece. So please give me your thoughts!! You can message me or leave comments or repost? Idk, just tel me what you think because nobody I know irl is interested in my writing hahaha

Words: 1624

TW: Like two curses I think? Moritz is a little suicidal, Ilse has an abusive home life, internalized homophobia

Moritz Stiefel groaned and rolled out of bed. He hadn’t slept all night. For once, it wasn't because of his “special dreams”. There was homework he had to do, his father was angry at him, the whole weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders. He had felt that way most of his life, no matter how much he was told it wasn't true. Moritz was a wreck more often than not. More recently he had started to wonder what the point was. Why did he keep getting up and going to school just to fail at everything? He couldn't do anything right, he heard that a lot from his father and teachers enough. He told it to himself often enough, he didn't need to hear it from them. Thank god for Ilse, she was the only person who emed to care. Ilse was the only person who could convince him he was worth it. For all the shit she had gone through, it was crazy that she stayed so positive. She had to be some kind of angel. He only wished he could do more to help her. Moritz would probably have killed himself by now if it weren't for Ilse.

Today, he had to go to another one of his least-favorite places: church. The older he got the less church made sense. It was just another place that told him how much of a failure he was. He prayed every night, he hoped that life would get better, but it seemed God wasn’t there. It was ridiculous, his dad would probably crucify him if he found out. Church just seemed like another chore.

Moritz looked in the bathroom mirror. He had dark circles under his eyes and his hair was sticking out at ten different angles. Not much different from his normal demeanor.

“Son!!” Moritz heard his father yell from downstairs.

“Yes?” Moritz answered in a groggy voice

“We’re leaving in 10 minutes!! Look decent!!”

“Yes sir” Moritz responded monotonously.

Moritz’s dad was his least favorite person. Moritz couldn’t help but chuckle every time he thought that. How pathetic was it, to have your own father be the person you hate most? Well Ilse must hate her father after all he did to her, but that was different. Mr. Stiefel was just cruel and reasonable. Moritz always seemed to let his father down no matter how hard he tried. After awhile it was just ridiculous to keep trying. Moritz just tried to steer clear of his dad, the less contact hey had the better.

Moritz checked his phone. Two texts from Ilse and one from Ernst.  

Forest Nymph: it’s a nice morning

Forest Nymph: suns really bright wtf

That was Ilse’s way of checking in with him. If she needed to come stay with him because things got out of hand at home she would just climb in through his window. He kept it unlocked for her. With texts like these she was possibly high or just excited about the day.

Fuzzy Boi: yeah it is

Fuzzy Boi: do you want to meet up later?

The text from Ernst was something different. He and Ernst weren’t really friends, more like acquaintances. Not that Ernst wasn’t nice and all, he just had friends and Moritz had virtually none.

Ernst Robel: Good morning Moritz! What are you doing after church today?

Did Ernst Robel really want to hang out with him, Moritz Stiefel? Moritz was just such a loser in his mind, and Ernst was far cooler. No one at school wanted anything to do with Moritz. He really didn’t blame them, but this was strange. Moritz decided to respond.

Moritz Stiefel: Good morning Ernst. I have some homework to finish but that’s it. Why do you ask?

“Son, five minutes!!” Mr. Stiefel yelled form downstairs.

Shit!! Moritz thought as he hastily threw some clothes on.

Moritz sat in the pews with his parents as he waited for the sermon to start. He wished Ilse still came to church, it would be much more fun with her. Moritz willed himself not to doze off. It hadn’t even started and he was already slipping. Someone walked in that perked him up immediately.

“Welcome to God’s house” The preacher said once he had reached the podium.

“Amen” everyone responded. This was the new preacher, he came in the spring. There was a new preacher this year, as Farther [insert german name] had retired last year. The new preacher invited his wife and son to stand with him at the podium.

“My name is Father Gabor, this is my wife and son. We are very honored to be teaching you of God for the next few months”

Father Gabor continues to go on but Moritz wasn’t listening. He was staring at Father Gabor’s son. He looked like he’d rather be anywhere else in the world but here. In fact, he looked so annoyed that he might burst into flames any second. He continually shot his father dirty looks, especially at mentions of god. Moritz wondered why the boy was so angry. Sure, church was boring but it was nothing to get so upset about.

It seemed the anger on his features only made him more handsome. Father Gabor’s son was very handsome, like he was out of a painting or something. Even though he was angry, there was the hint of a smirk on his pink lips. It made Moritz’s heart beat faster than it ever had in church.

After church Moritz found himself walking with Ernst Robel. The two boys were walking back to the Robel house, talking of school and friends and other ordinary things. Moritz tried to focus on what Ernst was saying but he found his mind wandering back to the handsome preacher’s son.

Moritz wished he had gotten to speak to him after the service. The Gabors were talking to various adults and introducing themselves. Father Gabor’s son shook hands with everyone but did not smile. It made him all the more mysterious.

“Moritz? Moritz are you alright?” Ernst asked.

Shit, I zoned out

“Uhm, yeah I’m fine. I was just thinking”

“Was it about the preacher’s son?”

Moritz began coughing.

“H-How did you know?” Moritz asked in disbelief. Ernst giggled.

“I saw you looking at him during the service. He’s pretty cute, I don’t blame you” Moritz felt a blush creep up his neck.

“Why did you want to see me anyway?” Moritz asked.

“A few reasons. Firstly, I noticed you sitting alone at lunch”

Moritz couldn’t help but scoff.

“What?”

“Oh it’s just I’ve been sitting alone ever since I moved here last year. I don’t know why you care all of the sudden”

Ernst looked heart broken. Moritz almost felt bad for him.

“I, uh, guess I didn’t realize until now. How lonely you are I mean” Ernst stared at his shoes as they walked.

“Um, why else?” Moritz asked, desperate to change the subject.

“I was wondering if you’d like to have lunch with me sometime. You don’t have to, it’s just an offer”

“Sure” Moritz responded. This made no sense but if Ernst wanted to be friends, why not?

“Great!! This is my house, I know you had homework to do”

“Right, homework. I guess I’ll see you?”

“Yeah, see you!” Ernst hugged Moritz quickly before running into his house.

Moritz broke into a sprint as he left the town behind. He let his jacket fall off behind him as he entered the forest. He was going to Ilse and his place in the forest to meet. Since the boys and girls went to different schools he only saw her on the weekends. Going to the forest with her was a total escape from everything. Not a total escape, but still an escape, Moritz kept running until he got to the clearing with the stream and the tall tree where he and Ilse always talked.

There she was, right on queue. She was sitting in their tree, staring off in the distance like a forest nymph.

“Ilse!!” He called up. She looked down and smiled when she saw him. She swung down to greet him with a hug. When she pulled away he saw her eyes were puffy.

“Hey, were you crying?” he asked.

“I had a rough morning” she said, trying her best to be chipper.

“What happened?”

“I woke up at four am to screaming coming from downstairs. I just ran and ended up sleeping here”

“In the forest? Why didn’t you come to my place?”

“I didn’t want to wake you up”

“I was up all night, I didn’t sleep. You should have come. You worry me with that shit”

“Next time. Sorry”

“Nah, don’t be”

The two say at the edge of the river and talked.

“So there was a new preacher to church today” Moritz started. 

“Yeah? Is he hot?”

“No but his son is” Moritz blurted out and immediately regretted it. Ilse started laughing. 

“Really? What’s his name?”

“I don’t know” Moritz felt the blush coming back. 

“I ship it!! You should ask him out!!” Ilse squealed. 

“I can’t do that!” Moritz hid his face in his hands. 

“Aww you love him!!”

“Ilse!!” Ilse giggled again.

“It’s cute. I thank you guys would be cute together” 

“I’d just… hate to see how my dad would react” Moritz said with dread. 

“To the fact that you like boys?” Moritz cringed.

“Yeah”

“Who gives a rat’s ass? If he’s not gonna be supportive then screw him. You deserve better”Moritz smiled. 

“Thanks Ilse”

“Don’t mention it”

“You wanna grab lunch?”

“I don’t have any money”

“Pshh, I’m paying” Ilse grinned at that. 

“If you insist” Ilse said as the two walked out of the forest.

[lovemizumikan]

Hi guys. I just want to tell you one thing, DON’T repost what I post, if you like it, Reblog it!

Why I say this?Because there is one person here that follow me which has Reposted two of my edits:

First post.

Second Post.

The Original post is THIS. How you can see, this person frafra2930 have deleted my name in my edits. So she/he have stole them.

I spend hours making those edits (ok, maybe they are not perfect but I'm still learning), so I don’t like that people re-post them removing my name, this is not right!

Also, this person post Fan Arts without quote the artists. 

And talking about this.

I want to apologize again once because in the beginning I did it myself too.

I hate that the persons publish things they do not do without quoting the source, but, at the beginning of my blog I did not know anything...anything, I was only 14 (now next month 16..I’m still young! ;9) and I just put Stuff / Images / Fan Arts that I found on Google...I did not know how it worked, I was very young (I’m still young! ;9) and I made some mistakes.

I still apologize with @icantbelieveimadeanaccount (I love your blog and your edits are great!) because one time I posted in one of my posts one of her (great) edits without permission, I did not want to steal them, I did not know who did them (at that times I already followed her blog, but that post was older and I did not see it), I have just found that image on Google. But then she have contact me and (as it should be^-^) I have immediately deleted that post.

After that I get it. In fact now, that kind of post they're no longer in my blog ‘cause I have deleted them, all of them. Now I HATE who does these things and when I see that people steal some video / edits or...I don’t know...I always say it at the person who have edited them (BeSanji93 and MugiwaraNoKyubi can confirm this hahaha, MugiwaraNoKyubi one time have said me:

Hahahaah!! ^-^ I’m glad to help with this kind of problems :). I hate when people steal the videos! (or...edits,posts...I don’t know).

What I mean is that I did not even have the thought of "stealing something", I would have already disgusted that thing at the time, simply, I was young (more than now haha) and inexperienced, and I made a mistake without thinking about it, I never stole something (because it was not my intention). Because in my mind it was only: “Oh! I like this image! I want to share it! So my readers  can see how is beautiful!”  (readers...I was at the beginning...I really had a few,I don’t remember the number but...few). So never jumped in my mind the thought to steal something, in fact when I saw something I liked from other blogs I had reblogged, I've never saved images from other blogs and reposted them making believing at the people that they were mine (I never did believe the people that something that I don't have done was mine).

So, again, I’m sorry if with my naivety at that time I have done something wrong.Now, I repeat, that post are not more in my blog, so you can’t see them :).

Where did I want to go with this discourse? (And, I’m sorry if now my English is bad, but, I’m italian and I really want to sleep ahah ^-^)

Before doing this post, yesterday I have contact with the person in question (the person who have stolen my edits), but she/he  didn't answer me... :), so, for say stop I have do it this post.

Maybe you can think “maybe she have done your same mistake, and this not was her/his intention” ....maybe, but I don’t think.

Why? She/He is one of my Follower.

“Ha iniziato a seguirti 4 mesi fa” Translated “Started to follow you 4 months ago”.

So, this person have seen my posts, because other post that I have done are reblogged on her/his blog.

And this last one is my latest post...

Now, I repeat wanted to share this because I want that this person stop it, and also because...maybe some of your posts I don’t know...are there without permission.

frafra2930 if you read this post, I don’t want offend you with this, but I want give you an advice, don’t do this error. You can create your posts. Don’t steal the work of others....Please.

I have nothing else to add. Sorry again if today my English maybe is not good but...guys, I just want my bed (but before the new episode of The Walking Dead) hahah :D. Byee!! ^-^

EDIT: Guys I have clarified with the girl of this post. I’m sorry if I have called “thief” (I did not say that, but anyway I said that she have stole some of my posts). 

She have just done my same mistake. She did not know how Tumblr would work because she is “new” here. Now she have deleted the post in question so for me the story is ends (in the best way ^-^). Anyway I want keep this post as “teaching” to other people that are new here, don’t do this mistake :).

Nothing....Have a good day guys!! :D

[xfandomqueenblrx-blog]

Touch. (Percival Graves x Reader)

Soooooooo, this isn’t the part two of ‘Are You Mine?’ but my brain just instead decided to write this up hahaha

This is just a short drabble that I wrote bc I love me some nice Percival Graves ;)

Summary: Percival gets jealous and says something you would never expect to come out of his mouth.

Warnings: Sinnamon spice (YOOOO hmu if ya’ll actually want some smut bc im sO DOWN FOR WRITING SMUT)

Words: 1,163

Author: @xfandomqueenblrx (me)

DO NOT repost this on other sites and claim it as your work.

Enjoy mis amigos 

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You looked down at the dress that adorned your body. What you were wearing was enticing. A long, dark red dress that complimented your skin tone, accompanied with a low neckline. To top it off, you also had nude heels on that accentuated your legs. All in all, you felt extremely confident in what you were wearing, and you had every right to with how wonderful you looked tonight. 

Your eyes scanned around the ballroom, in hopes of finding one person. 

Percival Graves.

Yes, the brooding Mr. Graves who towered over you and made you feel fear and excitement at the same time. He was an interesting man, mysterious and confident. The first time you had seen him at MACUSA, you were immediately intrigued and eager to know more about him. As time passed, your interest in him only grew. 

You didn’t know if he realized that you had grown such a liking towards him. Your normally calm demeanor would break around him, and you would start to blush or slightly stutter when talking to him. You wanted to grow closer towards Percival, get to know him and at the least become friends. However, you rarely got to see him with the amount of work he always had to finish, and if you were able to talk to him, the conversation would be short and clipped. The only time you regularly got to see him was in the morning, when you brought him coffee. Yet, every morning was still filled with short conversations, as you were unable to look him in the eye without blushing or feeling embarrassed. Things have gotten better, though. You’ve been working under him for a good three months now, and the conversations have picked up a little bit. You became more confident around him, even starting a bit of friendly banter in the morning when delivering coffee to Percival. But, you still needed a bit more. And tonight was the night you could get to know more about him.

Madam Picquery was throwing a party to celebrate the anniversary of MACUSA. Everyone who worked at MACUSA came to the party, along with some of their friends or family. All in all, it seemed like tonight was going to be a good night. And you were going to use this night to further your friendship with Mr. Graves. 

Finally, you spotted him coming towards your table. Everyone else who was sat with you had already gotten up to go and socialize with others or introduce family members or friends to other co-workers. You, however, stayed behind. You hadn’t expected Mr. Graves to come seek you, in fact you thought you’d have to look for him. But, he found you and had already started over to your table. 

He sat down next to you and smiled. “Not in the mood to socialize?”

“Well, I believe I’m socializing with someone now.” You grinned and picked up your champagne glass from the table to take another drink.

“Ah, yes. If you would really like to be alone, I could leave you here to your thoughts.”

“O-oh no, you can stay. Sorry if that came off rude.” You nervously laughed and set down your glass. You then intertwined your hands in your lap. Hopefully he didn’t think you actually wanted him to leave. It’s a miracle he even came to talk to you.

Percival smirked and put his hand on yours. Your eyes widened and you slowly looked up at him. 

“You’re fine, darling. I know you were joking. Anyways, how are you? I know we don’t get to talk much, but I’d like to get to know some more about the girl that brings me coffee every morning.” He took his hand off yours to pick up his own glass that was set on the table. He winked at you and took a sip of his drink.

You blushed. “I’m fine, thanks for asking. What about you?”

“Good. Do you-”

“Hey, Y/n!” You jumped at the sudden voice behind you. You looked back to see Abernathy walking towards your table. He’s always liked you, making moves on you in hopes of you caving in to being his girlfriend. You’ve just never been interested, and he’s never been able to take a hint.

Abernathy smiled and took a seat right next to you. He waved at Percival before setting his gaze back on you. 

“You look beautiful tonight Y/n. Whad’ya say about... meeting up somewhere after this?” He took a little bit of the fabric of your dress and rolled it between his fingers. “We could have some fun.” He then proceeded to wink at you.

You couldn’t help but cringe and shuffle as far away as you could from him in your seat. 

“Abernathy, we’ve been over this. I’m just not interested, ok?”

“That’s what you say every time sweetheart, but I know we have a connection.”

You gave a loud sigh.”No, we really don’t.”

“Come on, you really wanna be with this guy all night?” Abernathy pointed at Percival.

Percy was seething inside. Who was this kid to come and rudely interrupt the conversation you two were having? And you were so obviously not interested in him, yet he kept on going without even acknowledging how uncomfortable you were. A sudden surge of jealousy washed through Percival. He couldn’t help himself but feel the need to protect you, and his pride.

“At least she’d actually enjoy being with me all night.” The words flowed out almost instinctively out of Percival’s mouth, shocking both you and Abernathy. Your eyes were wide and you couldn’t help but giggle a little when you looked at Abernathy’s shocked face. Percy was glaring at him, willing him to leave just by his stare.

“A-alright sir. I didn’t mean any harm. Have a good night you two.” Flustered and confused, Abernathy quickly stood up from his seat, earning a loud screech to come from the scraping of his chair against the tile. He then quickly walked away from you and Percival.

You looked back at Percy and smiled.”Thanks for getting rid of him for me. He definitely took your lie for the truth.” You let out a small laugh when you thought of Percy’s words. 

Percival picked up his glass from the table once again and took another swig of the contents inside. He then gently set it down and looked at you. His stare was intense, a look he had never given you before. 

He didn’t know if it was all of the alcohol he had drunk that night, or the surge of adrenaline that was rushing through him at the time, or both. But, he managed to lean forward on his chair and place his hand on your knee. He came close to your ear, his hot breath fanning over your skin and leaving goosebumps on you arms. Your skin tingled at the sudden contact, and you couldn’t help but shiver.

“I wasn’t lying, sweetheart.”

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