#WAH I FEEL VERY LEFT OUT

[skyward-floored]

i actually have no clue if you follow me back or not whoops but if you do im so sorry abt the amount of "filtered because of #totk spoilers" or whatever you are getting on your dash from me but i am Not Stopping i have so many rhoughts and i simply throwing them into the void that is tumblr

-scoots

Ah I don’t follow very many people back because I get very easily overwhelmed 😅 but I consider us mutuals anyways <3

And practically my whole dash lately has been #totk spoilers and such so no worries, I’m getting used to it XD

[scarletwinterxx]

fight my way - choi seungcheol imagine

hellloooo, so for like the entrance part of this fic just imagine that scene of hyungsik in strong girl namsoon when he walks in the police station😅🤣 yea just imagine cheol doing that. that's where i got the inspiration for this imagine

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"WHERE IS SHE?!"

All heads turned when Choi Seungcheol walked in, slamming the double doors open strolling in with hurried steps. You noticed the guy beside you jump from his seat while some of the police officers looked alarmed when the doors loudly banged against the wall.

He quickly zeros in on you, running towards where you sat then he crouched beside you immediately taking your hand in his

"JAGI! Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Let me see your hand"

"I'm fine" you assured him, he still checks though. Once he's done he stands up and faces the officer Infront of you.

"What seems to be the problem here, officer? Why is my fiancé being held here?"

"Well she-" "SHE ATTACKED ME!" the man seating a few seats from beside you shouts, all heads turn towards his direction

"Yah, do you want to be punched again?" you asked him, you feel Seungcheol's hand on your shoulder as if he's telling to you calm down and he's got it.

"SHE DID! LOOK AT THIS!" the guy points at his swollen left eye, it's not that bad but you bet it'll be worse in a couple of hours. You did get him good.

You were having dinner out with your workmates when one of them got harassed by this dude. When your workmate disappeared from your table, you saw her by the restaurant bar and a man being touchy with her. Noticing the uncomfortable expression on her face, you decided to intervene.

A few hours later, you're here at the police station.

"She got you good" you hear your fiancé mumble under his breath

"I'm going to press charges against you!" he shouts again

"You?! You're going to press charges when you were the one who harassed my friend?! Wah the audacity. What makes you think you can just put your hands on a woman just like that huh? and when I do the same and land my fist on your face you're complaining?? Tell me. Make it make sense" you challenge him.

It seems like the punch wasn't enough to knock some sense into him and you're never one to back down whenever you see something wrong.

Meanwhile the officer in front of you just looks back and forth, letting you rip at the man. Seungcheol bites back the proud smile for now, he lets you teach the man the lesson he needed to hear.

"I- well- Still! You're wrong for attacking me!"

"I attacked you?! You attacked my friend! Getting your grubby hands on her, saying she was asking for it. You deserved that punch and more"

"YAH YOU BIT-"

"I'd watch what you'll say next Sir, I'm being respectful here because we're Infront of my fiancé and we might both end up behind bars so if I were you I'd choose my next words wisely" Seungcheol cuts him off before he finishes his sentence, his expression quickly changing to a scary one. The look that can quiet down the whole place.

You snicker at the guy, seeing the intimidated look on his face before facing front. "My friend is just waiting for her boyfriend to come, she will be pressing charges. Is there anything else you need from me?" you ask

"We have the security footage now, we did see him approach your friend first and started being touchy with her. It happened for a while, the video also showed she did try to get away a few times but he kept on touching her then you came over. That's when all of that happened" the officer points at the guy, pertaining to his swollen eyes

"Is she getting charged for anything?"

"It showed in the video too that he shoved you first before you defended yourself"

"He pushed you?" Seungcheol looks down at you, brows furrowed

"Yeah he did, he still won't let go of my friend so I went up to him. He pushed me when I tried to tell him off, that's when I punched him"

"YOU CAME AT ME!"

"Can I press charges against him?" Seungcheol asks

"CHEOL! It's fine, I'm fine. I'm not the one attacked here, we'll deal with it later" you looked up at him, speaking through your eyes.

Seungcheol might give of alpha vibes but one look from you and he'd heel.

"Is there anything else?" you ask the officer "That's it, we got your testimony. You may go now" you thank the officer before standing up from your seat and lacing your hands with your fiancé's.

You hear the other man's protests but you don't look back, going out the same door Seungcheol walked in a few minutes ago.

Before you go, you talked to your workmate and made sure she's okay. Her boyfriend arrived shortly then you bid goodbye.

The two of you walk out the station hand in hand, Seungcheol helps you get inside the car before jogging over the driver's side. He waits until you're buckled in before driving away.

You didn't like the silence. No music, just the low hum of the engine and your own heartbeat.

"Cheol, are you mad at me?"

"Of course not, baby. Pissed at that man for putting his hands on you? Pushing you? Absolutely. I don't even let mosquitos bite you, and he thinks he can just do that? Some men really aren't shit. Sorry" he mumbles an apology after swearing, always careful and respectful when he's around you.

To Seungcheol, you're the most precious, most important person in his life. He would do anything and everything to make sure you're always safe. He also knows you're a protector, you protect those who are close to you. You always do right, ready to defend. Hence why he swore to be your defender too. Be your number one protector.

You smile upon hearing your fiancé’s words, reaching out to squeeze his thigh. He takes your hand and laces it with his own, feeling the metal band on your finger against his skin.

"You sure you're okay? You aren't hurt anywhere?" his voice suddenly turning more gentle, the Cheol only you get to witness

"I'm good, baby. I promise" you pull your intertwined hands, kissing the back of his hand before resting it on your lap.

"Give me that man's name"

"Why?"

"If he's doing it to random women, then about those in his workplace or other women he knows? I'll take care of it, don't you worry"

You look at him, watching him closely. He feels your stare on him so he squeezes your hand to assure you, "I'm not going to get in any trouble I promise"

"Okay. No punching alright?"

When he don't say anything you say his name

"Fine, I promise no punching, I'll just ask Mingyu to do it for me"

"Gyu wouldn't hurt a fly, he's all height no fight" you chuckle

"Oh by the way, Han has something to give to you. It's at the back"

When you stop at a red light, Seungcheol lets go of your hand to reach behind your seat to get a black plastic bag then gives it to you

"What's this?" you look inside to see it's content

"Tofu? Really?"

"Han said to give it to you" he laughs, taking your hand again before resuming the drive

"You tell your other wife I'll punch him next time I see him"

[babyleostuff]

hey!i was wondering can u pls do something similar with jeonghan as u did with scoups

like when he calls u clingy? something like that😭

thank you so muchh🫶🫶🫶

MIDNIGHTS | YOON JEONGHAN

☾₊ ⊹ currently playing: love me like you do

summary | during a party Jeonghan calls you clingy, so when you leave to get some air, you’re approached by another man. this leads to a jealous and sulky Jeonghan

genre | angst (just a bit) & fluff

word count | 1.4k

pairing | yoon jeonghan x gn!reader

author’s note | thank you some much for your request 🫶🏼 hope you enjoy this one!

The party was already in full swing when you and Jeonghan walked in, so finding any of the members would be a big challenge.

A bit of self-consciousness settled upon you seeing all the elegantly dressed people, so you started nervously fixing your dress, suddenly feeling out of place. 

“Stop worrying so much, honey. You look great,” said Jeonghan, putting his hand on your lower back.

“It’s just that I’ve never been to such a party before, and there are so many important people here.”

“Well, good thing you won’t have to talk to any of them. Relax and have fun,” he chuckled under his breath. “Come on, let’s find the rest of the group,” he said and took your hand in his. 

While Jeonghan was trying to navigate you through the crowd, he was constantly stopped by people who greeted him politely, sometimes exchanging small talk and inside jokes from the filming set.

Not going to lie, you felt uncomfortable, as you knew no one here, and everyone seemed to simply ignore your presence, even though you were standing right by your boyfriend.  

You didn’t want to complain though you knew how much Jeonghan was looking forward to this, so you decided to suck it up and keep your boyfriend company. 

At last, you found Seungcheol and Joshua deep in a conversation with a group of people Jeonghan also clearly knew, as a big smile erupted on his face. 

“Hey, you’re finally here,” Joshua greeted you with a hug and a soft smile. 

“Wah, you’re both so good-looking,” he said, approaching your boyfriend and greeting him as well.  

The whole group fell back into conversation, talking and laughing about stuff you had no idea about, which only added to your anxiety, that was quietly bubbling inside you. There was nothing you could add to the small talk, but on the other hand you didn’t want to appear as anti-social, only standing by Jeonghan’s side. 

The frustration and insecurity coming from you was probably very visible, but your boyfriend was too engaged in the discussion to notice it. 

You wrapped one of your hands around his arm, pulling him a bit closer to your side, while your other hand started to fidget with the ring on his pinky. You hoped that at least this would make you feel more comforted, but even this didn’t seem to help.

On the contrary, Jeonghan grew more and more agitated with your every move. 

“Could you stop clinging to me so much? I’m trying to talk,” he whispered in your ear with a pinch of annoyance. 

“I just feel a bit left out. Could we maybe go and find Seungkwan and Chan?” you asked in a quiet voice. 

“Well, if you didn’t notice, I’m in the middle of something here,” he remarked. “You go and find them yourself.”

“You’re not coming with me?” you said surprised, as he usually never leaves you alone at parties and big gatherings. 

“I can’t keep you entertained the whole night. Stop being so clingy and go,” was the last thing he said, before turning back to Joshua and Seungcheol. 

Shock and disbelief were apparent in your facial expression, as you would never expect Jeonghan to say anything like this. Sure, you felt a bit guilty for hanging around him this whole time, but it was not your fault you felt so out of place. He didn’t even care to introduce you to any of those people, so it’s not like you could have done anything. 

Annoyed with your boyfriend’s actions, you turned around and left him without saying anything more. Not like he cared that much, he didn’t even seem to notice you walk away. 

Giving up on trying to find Seungkwan and Chan, you found your way outside. Inhaling deeply, you could feel the coolness of the air entering your lungs, with a sense of heaviness leaving your body. 

As your mind cleared a little, you replayed the past half an hour that just went down, sensing that you might have been a bit too dramatic about this whole situation. Maybe Jeonghan was right? Maybe you were being clingy? 

But then again, you didn’t want to make excuses for him, he didn’t even try to make you feel better, even though he could clearly see how distressed you were. 

“Not enjoying the party?” Suddenly someone pulled you out of your thoughts. 

You looked around, noticing a man, around your age, dressed in a dark-green suit. He was nursing a glass of what looked like whisky, sitting comfortably at one of the outside tables. 

“Not really. You?” you asked politely. 

“Me neither. Not really my type of company, to be honest,” he said and took a sip of his drink. 

“Same here. Why are you here then?” You took a seat next to him, ordering a drink yourself. 

Despite being total strangers, there was a sense of immediate connection and resonance between you and him. Quickly, you engaged in a comfortable conversation, where you could sense his genuine interest in what you had to say. 

The fairy lights delicately draped throughout the area, created intricate patterns and the gentle glow cast a soft and warm illumination that added a touch of magic to the surroundings. 

The deep conversation captivated both of you to the extent where you didn’t even notice that it had gotten completely dark outside. The slight breeze sent chills down your back, but you didn’t even seem to notice. 

“Here you are,” you suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind. 

Jeonghan cautiously eyed the stranger, before standing next to you and putting a hand on your shoulder. 

“Yeah, I have been here for the past hours,” you didn’t even bother looking up at him. 

“I’ve been trying to find you everywhere. I got worried when Chan said you never came to find them.” 

“Well, I’ve been here the whole time. Having some actual fun,” you blurted. You felt annoyed with him, as he didn’t bother to even check up on you before. 

“Could you please leave us alone for a second?” Jeonghan turned to your new friend.

“We were talking here, so I don’t think I will,” he said with a satisfied smirk on his face. 

You could feel the tension building up in Jeonghan’s body, and you knew there was no use in him getting angry. 

“It was great talking to you, but I think I’ve got to sort it out,” you said and pulled Jeonghan away, before your boyfriend could say anything else. You knew how savage he could get with people that he didn’t like, so you’d rather avoid this situation. 

“I was worried for you,” said Jeonghan and took his suit jacket off. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Giving you my jacket. It’s cold,” he shrugged and put his jacket around your shoulders. 

You couldn't lie, this melted your heart, as you knew how cold he usually gets. 

“I’m sorry. I should have paid more attention to you. And shouldn't have called you clingy.”

“I just felt so out of place, and everyone seemed to ignore me, even you,” you said and put the jacket tighter around yourself. 

“I know,” he uttered, almost as if ashamed of his actions. 

“Did you have fun at least?” you stepped closer to him, putting your hand on his chest, storking it softly. 

“Yes, but I really got worried when I couldn’t find you,” he muttered with sincerity in his eyes. 

“It’s fine. And it turned out that I had fun too,” you smiled at him. 

In an instant his brows furrowed, and jaw tightened. 

“Who was that by the way?” he asked with narrow eyes. 

You smiled at his expression, knowing exactly where this was getting. 

“Are you jealous, Hannie?” 

“Wha-, no?” he retorted a bit too quickly. 

Laughing, you grabbed his chin to make him look at you. As your eyes met, they conveyed a depth of emotions and an unspoken understanding. With a genuine smile, you opened your arms, inviting him into your embrace. 

As your bodies connected, you could feel the rhythm of his breathing matching yours. Warmth radiated through his touch, melting away any worries or tensions that have existed before. In the quiet stillness, you could even hear the soft beating of his heart. 

“Just don’t leave me next time,” you murmured. 

As his eyes met yours again, you felt a gentle tug at your heartstrings. In that intimate exchange, you could see a kaleidoscope of emotions reflected in his eyes. 

“I’m never going to leave you. Ever.” 

Your lips met in a gentle and tender union. It was a soft, delicate touch that conveyed a multitude of emotions—desire, affection and love. In that fleeting moment, everything else ceased to exist. 

The world fell away, leaving only the sensation of his lips against yours.

[livelaughlovesubs]

OKAY SO LIKE I WAS WATCHING BSD AGAIN SINCE I WAS BORED AND MY MIND SHIFTED TO SAIGIKU

His senses are like super heightened riight? SO THOUGHT HE'LL GET OVERWHELMED SO EASILY BY A FEW TOUCHES

WHAT ABOUT NOT A FEW TOUCHES? LIKE GETTING A BIT ROUGH WITH HIM?

POOR BABY GETS OVERWHELMED BUT IDK HE TRUSTS HIS LOVER VERY MUCH?😭💖💖

Whats that word ag ain

OVERSTIMULATION!

(I barely see ppl writing sub saigiku :(()

Ahhh, he’s so cute though, him with his ketchup Mayo hair ^^

Dom!reader x sub!jouno - reader is gender neutral (like always)

Warning: teasing, hand job?, tongue kiss, nipple play, sensory deprivation (cuz he blind-), overstimulation, spanking (thighs), hickeys, bites, scratching, a little manhandling

At first it was just kisses, gently brushing your lips against each other, like a couples first kiss. Your hands wandered around his body, taking the lead with suggestive touches. You cupped his face, after that your hands wandered to his waist to hold him as you two made out. The light touches made him feel fuzzy, it was as if you were teasing him with a feather. Fingers dancing across his chest, making short stops around his nipples to play with them properly. All of that was done with one finger, running up and down his torso or circling the area around his pink buds, you wanted to stimulate him with as little touches as possible.

It was to test the water, to see how much he’s enjoy it. Surprisingly, or as planned, he was already shaking. Jouno was just so sensitive whenever it came to you, and you utilised your advantage to the fullest. “Ughhmm~ y-y/nmHhm..!” He tried to call out to you, hoping that you’d stop with the games. In truth he was embarrassed about getting hard over something like this. Instead of responding as he wanted, you bit his bottom lip and pulled. The bit was harsh enough for it to become bruised and he yelped in surprise. “Ah-ahh..!?” You took the chance and shoved your tongue into his mouth, causing him to gag for a moment.

Then everything gradually became more aggressive, the once innocent pecks turning rougher. No longer were you only kissing him all shyly, instead, you grabbed his hair and locked your lips with his, causing him to be trapped in your arms. “Mhmm…guuhHgh!” He groaned, unable to hide the growing excitement he felt. That’s when one of your hands left his waist and moved up to his chest again, flicking his nipple before pinching it. You rolled it around between your fingers, watching it become harder the longer you play with it. Jouno immediately tried to move away, but your hand was still yanking on his hair. Poor boy couldn’t do anything but scratch your back while whining desperately.

“NghHH..~ mHHMhg!!” He tried to pull away again, a pathetic try to escape all those overwhelming sensations. The anticipation and fear was eating him from the inside, he had no idea what you would do to him next and it excited him. Not to mention how his senses were heightened compared to regular people, which did not help his current situation. His nails were digging into your skin, and it hurt, at least it would have hurt if you weren’t so focused on the male in front of you. You didn’t even noticed the new wounds he was inflicting upon your body at this point.

The other hand has been teasing his pelvis the entire time, now you finally went further than that and poked his tip. That action alone was enough to draw another moan out of the male, he was literally melting in your affection. It became even more noticeable after you began rubbing the head, running your thumb over his slit. Gosh, he was so sensitive there it was driving him insane~

After much consideration, you decided to be nice to him and released his locks. Some of his strands were ripped off by you and dropped to the mattress below you two. “GaaAhh..! Ughh, wah-ngHghh… y/n, yo-you..!” Saigiku pulled back the moment he noticed you loosening up your grip, face all blush and red while tears decorated his cheeks. Then he started trembling like crazy, all while complaining, “to-too much!! Ah, I-i can’t take… anymo-moreee!! ♡♥︎～”

How adorable, he’s like this already when you don’t even consider this the beginning? You couldn’t hold back a cheeky smile, the hand around his crotch moved even lower, this time slapping his thighs softly. The fingertips were covered in precum, so now there were strings connecting his inner thighs with your hand. Your other hand was groping his toned pecs now, while you leaned down and lined your lips up to his ear. “Your tits are like a girls~ aren’t they cute?” Then you licked his earlobes, coating them with saliva as they reddened. “No-Noo… stop, nghh, don’t tease me y-y/n! Tis’ too much.. ♡ ah-aAAhNHgg”

Not long after you trailed off and sucked on his neck, leaving behind as many hickeys as you pleased. You even took special care to place them there where others would see! Then you’d also mark and bite him, ravaging him like his body was a canvas for you to paint. He sobbed so sweetly, hiccuping and whimpering whenever you’d touch him a tad too much. His dick twitched around, sometimes even hitting his own tummy. The tip was a dark crimson due to all the relentless teasing, it was leaking precum uncontrollably. All this overstimulation was driving him into a corner, he was so close to begging you to let him cum.

Suddenly you pulled back entirely, ripping him of any stimulus he previously had. “Ah! Hu-hUghnn..!? Wait- why did you..Nhh, s-stop..?” He asked you, the expression he wore one of confusing and despair. Don’t stop, you can’t, this wasn’t nearly enough for him! You smirked, he could guess you did just from experience. Then you gave him an halfhearted explanation, chuckling as you said, “I thought I was doing you a favour since someone looked like they were about to die from how good it felt.” Like a curse his lips were sealed tightly after that, he had to pause for a few minutes to get his act together. After returning to his senses he bawled his hands, which were still wrapped around your back, into fists before pleading sweetly, “do-don’t stop…please.”

[jungshookz]

y/n needs help with sunscreen and, uh, yoongi can definitely help out with that

➺ pairing; demon!yoongi x y/n 

➺ genre; ...:-) 

➺ wordcount; 1.5k 

»»————- ☀️ ————-««

“remind me again why we couldn’t just stay home today?” yoongi grunts, leaning back against the flimsy foldout chair and tilting his head back, squinting slightly as bright rays of white-hot sun seem to shoot directly into his eyes despite him wearing a pair of pretty solid sunglasses, “fucking hell, that’s bright. you need to do something about the sun. can’t you, like, fly up there and shove some clouds in front of it or something?” 

god, he hates the outdoors 

and he hates the heat

years of living on earth have really softened him because he would like nothing more than to go back home and blast the air-conditioner until the apartment becomes an icebox 

“aw, don’t be like that. i, personally, love summer,” jimin sighs, crossing one ankle over the other as he basks in the warmth of the beautiful, golden ball of butter hanging in the sky, “and humans love going to the beach during the summer season! we need to do things that they like now that we live with them. you need to humanize yourself-“ 

“first of all, you love everything, and second of all, we aren’t humans,” yoongi grunts, reaching over to adjust the umbrella so that he’s covered by more shade, “you could literally sprout wings out of your back if you wanted to, and i could set someone on fire right now if i wanted to. and right now, this heat is making me want to set everyone on fire- oh my god, this shitty umbrella isn’t budging- how far did jungkook stick it into the sand?!“ 

“NOOOOOO!” both jimin and yoongi look over when they hear jungkook whining, yoongi letting out a laugh of genuine joy when he realises that jungkook’s sandcastle just got completely washed away by a rogue wave

HAH

“oh, no!” jimin gasps, sitting up straight in his seat as if the destruction of jungkook’s sandcastle is the worst possible thing to happen in the entire course of humanity, “oh, gosh… we should help him rebuild his castle, it’s the only right thing to do… i feel awful-“ 

“awful? that wave did him a favour.” yoongi snorts, “his sandcastle was an ugly little clump of sand, anyway- and if he was smart, he shouldn’t have built it so close to the water-“

“aw, did jungkook’s castle get wrecked?!” yoongi turns his head slightly upon hearing your voice and he isn’t surprised to see a popsicle (or what’s left of a popsicle) in your hand, “i told him not to build it so close to the water but he refused to listen to me. he said he wanted it to be close to the water so the crabs would be able to live in it if they wanted to.” 

“yeah, i’m sure the crab real estate market is booming right now-“ yoongi rolls his eyes, “see, jimin? i’m not the only one around here who thinks that jungkook’s sandcastle location was stupid-”

“hey, i never said stupid-“ you drop to your knees on top of your beach towel next to yoongi as you slide the rest of the popsicle off the wooden stick and pop it into your mouth in one go, chomping down on the deliciously citrusy icy crystals, “i jusht said it wahs in a bad locashun-“ 

“yeah. a bad, stupid location-“ 

“well, i don’t know about you guys, but i’m gonna go help him!” jimin gets up from his seat, pulling his sunglasses down from the top of his head before shaking his head, “i feel bad, i can practically see the waves of disappointment radiating off of him and i just can’t help but-“

“yeah, yeah, we get it, you’re an angel-“ yoongi dismisses jimin with a flick of his wrist, his eyebrows raising slightly when he sees you peeling your top off to reveal the very cute bikini you have on underneath, “and i am the complete opposite, hello-“ he lowers his sunglasses onto the tip of his nose, shamelessly letting his eyes wander along the slope of your back and the curve of your perky bum as you get settled on your beach towel, “where’ve you been hiding this little number??” 

“i haven’t been hiding it anywhere, i just brought it out for the beach!” the corner of your mouth twitches in a smirk as you get comfortable on the soft, warm ground, folding your arms over each other and resting your cheek on top of them — the truth is you have been hiding this little number (it’s a slinky little two piece that matches the fiery orange of yoongi’s newly dyed hair) because you’ve been saving it for a nice beach day like this, “do you think you could help get my sunscreen from-“ 

“yes.” yoongi rips his sunglasses off his face and gets up from his seat immediately, leaning down to grab the bottle of sunscreen out of your bag,  “god, yes, i can help-“ his mouth goes dry when you reach behind yourself to undo the string of your top and he turns to bite his fist because all he wants to do right now is thank satan for linking him up with you 

he remembers he was gonna call in sick on that day, too, but thankfully he decided to get out of bed and actually go to work like the good, hardworking demon he is 

it’s only a second later that you feel yoongi straddling you gently, crotch pressed against your bum and- “oh- god, yoongi, a little warning would’ve  been nice-“ you laugh lightly when you feel a squirt of sunscreen shoot across your back, shutting your eyes as your muscles relax under yoongi’s familiar touch 

“your ass looks so fucking good, baby-“ yoongi seems to be mesmerised and in his own little world as he rubs the sunscreen into your skin, letting his hands glide up and down your back in slow sweeps as he takes his bottom lip in between his teeth, “i, like- god, i wanna fuck the shit outta you-“ 

“yoongi-“ your eyes pop open and you feel your face burn up immediately when yoongi suddenly grips your hips with both hands and forces you up a little 

you turn your head to look back at him (which, in hindsight, perhaps only encouraged yoongi even more because he loves when you look back at him when he’s got you on your elbows and knees for him), flustered to see that yoongi’s eyes have gone dark and there’s a certain look of heat swirling around in them, “we are in public-“

“so? there’s an umbrella and we’re off to the side-“ yoongi’s hand slides up your greased-up back before it slinks into your hair, fingers wrapping around your hair before he gives you a gentle yank, “and you love when i fuck you in this position, you were certainly a big fan of it last night-“ he growls playfully, leaning down so he can press a kiss to the back of your ear 

“you are shameless!” you can’t help but let out a laugh of disbelief as the logical voice in your head tells you that this is a highly inappropriate way to act on a public beach while the sprinkling of demon in you tells you that you should 100% just let yoongi yank your panties down on a public beach- 

“i’m a demon, the fuck did you expect?” yoongi’s other hand grabs a fistful of your ass as he starts rocking against you, “you knew who i was when we got together, you literally summoned me-“ 

“y/n, jungkook needs your help with his castle!” 

“shit- one second!“ you practically shove yoongi off and roll out from under him when you hear jimin’s sweet voice ring out, getting up onto your knees and reaching behind your back to fumble with the strings of your top, “you’re horrible, you know that?” 

the last thing you’d want is for jimin to pop his head under the umbrella to see yoongi slutting you out because that would probably traumatise him 

“you love it, don’t lie.” yoongi can’t help but chuckle to himself at how flustered you are (even after all this time together, your cheeks still get so pink as if you’re not used to him being so brazen with you all the time) as he plops himself back down on his chair, running a hand through his hair before he leans down to pick his sunglasses up off the floor 

“you’re gonna have to help him dig the moat because apparently i didn’t do it as well as you-“ 

“coming!” you get up onto your feet, dusting the flecks of sand off your hands and looking around for your own sunglasses, “i’m coming, i’m coming-“

“well, not yet, but you will be once we get home.” yoongi coughs, flicking his finger towards you before your sunglasses suddenly float out of your bag and over to you 

“you are horrible.” you snatch it midair before anyone notices before scrunching your nose at yoongi in a frown of disapproval

absolutely horrible! 

🎙️ scold yoongi and y/n for public indecency (talk to my characters!) 

📚 why not explore the rest of the library while you're here? (full fics!) 

💫 or perhaps you want something shorter to read? (drabbles and mini series!)

🌟 or something even shorter? (teeny tidbits like this!) 

[utapri-translations-uuuu]

ASSMU Behind the Stage Ver.B [Natsuki, Syo, Ai, Nagi, Yamato] - Translation

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Ai: It is interesting that towards the end of the song, when the 18 of us sing together, the position of the five of us splits into two, with me in the center.

Ai: On the right are Natsuki and Yamato, who are large and adult-like, and on the left are Syo and Nagi, who are small and cute.

Nagi: Nagi may be small and cute, but my feelings are the greatest, so I’ll make the audience more excited than anyone else.

Natsuki: Wah! You’re so lovely, Nagi-kun! Not only are you cute but you’re also cool! Gyuu!

Syo: W-Wait a minute!!

Nagi: Woah!

Syo: Wait, Natsuki! Don’t go hugging Nagi! If you’re gonna do that, it should be with the super cool me.

Natsuki: I understand. Of course, Syo-chan is always cute and cool too. Gyuu!

Syo: Argh! I got it, but-! You’re squeezing too hard!!

Nagi: Jeez, what are you two doing? It can’t be helped. Nagi will teach you how to hug more cutely. Come here for a second, Natsuki.

Natsuki: Okay. Is it okay if I just wait here like this?

Nagi: Yes. Lean down a bit more. Like that. Here we go. Gyuu~ Then let’s both look at Syo and wink! How was that?

Natsuki: It makes it look like we get along well, which is very good.

Syo: Wow, that was damn clean.

Yamato: Hey, Natsuki. If you have any energy left over, be my opponent.

Natsuki: Really? That sounds fun too.

Ai: That kind of thing should be done after practice, not now. Incidentally, I'm pretty confident in my own skills though.

Syo: I mean, I'm not losing either. I'm not talking about height or arm wrestling! What's needed for a live performance is spirit! I'm going to put my heart and soul into singing and dancing for my fans.

Yamato: Yeah, exactly. I can’t waste time. I need more stamina to put on the best live performance I can. Should I increase my training? First, 500 push-ups!

Syo: No, that's ridiculous. We finished practicing the basics and now it's time for the dance lesson.

Yamato: Don't be so rigid about something being a little out of order. Let's do it together! 1, 2, 3…

Syo: I haven't said I'm going to do it yet! Ah, damn it!

Yamato: 4, 5, 6…

Syo: 7, 8, 9, 10

Ai: Okay. I'll leave the push-ups to you two. Shall the rest of us go over the moves again?

Natsuki: Yes! That’s right, Nagi-kun. How about we try to incorporate a moment of interaction with the fans like we did just now in the song?

Nagi: That might be good. Let’s see…

Syo: (out of breath) Hey, don't just leave me like this, do something about it!!

Ai: (sigh) It can’t be helped… Yamato! Let's stop that for now. Since we're all here, let's all review the choreography together so that we're all in sync.

Yamato: Now that you mention it, you’re right. Got it.

Syo: Thank god! I'm so glad Ai’s here.

Natsuki: Ai-chan is our center not only in that part of the choreography but also figuratively.

Nagi: I guess I can kinda see it.

Yamato: Natsuki, that was a good line!

Syo: I feel like having Ai in the group gives it a nice balance. Let the five of us create a new harmony.

Ai: I think I understand what everyone is trying to say. Well, thank you. Now then, I think we should get back to the lesson. After this, Syo and Yamato will do push-ups. Let's start again from the beginning.

Yamato: Sounds good. It’s the perfect schedule.

Syo: Let’s do that. I’ll do my best!

Natsuki: Then I'd like to join in on the push-ups too.

[sleepytwilight]

Silly confession while someone's drunk

Pollux invited you to go out on a drink with other sorcerers, Vega strangely enough after knowing you're going, he suddenly want to come.

You never pick up that he only come because of you but nevermind that. You'll find it out later.

Spica and Sirius weren't there as Pollux definitely don't want to invite Spica and Sirius, Pollux forgot to send invitation.

You didn't drink much to get drunk but for others, they already black out expect for Alpheratz.

"I'll send the kids to their dorm." Alpheratz began to pick up Pollux and Arcturus, as if they weren't heavy to him. "You should help Vega get to his dorm, I'm pretty sure he's not in the state to think."

You nodded. Alpheratz already left while carrying Arcturus and Pollux on his shoulders like packs of flour.

You're trying to wake Vega up, he seems to be real drunk right now, it's almost cute.

"Hmm... ... Summoner..?" You nodded as you heard him calling for you, to your surprise he suddenly stroking your hair. "Hehe you're so beautiful..."

Well that was something. You said to Vega that you're bringing him back to his dorm. Vega obediently comply despite being drunk and let you help him.

The journey back to his dorm wasn't easy, he keeps clinging on you which keep you not being able to walk properly.

Of course you manage to arrived at his dorm at last.

You said you're going to go back to yours but Vega didn't let go.

"Nu.... Nu-uh.. You stay." He pouted, still not letting you go. "Stayyyyyyy"

You sighed and told Vega tomorrow they have classes but Vega began to groaned and... Cry-

"Wah.... Summoner is so mean.. I want Summoner to stay but they keep walking away." He cried while while wiping his tears on your clothes. "Bad Summoner..! They so mean to me..."

You decided to record just in case. Feeling defeated, you agreed to stay with him until he fall asleep.

"Yippee yay! Summoner is kind again!" He smiles sheepishly, "Summoner is staying hehe..." At least he stopped crying. He dragged you into his bed and began to cuddle up with you. "Summoner is so popular that I'm jealous..."

You asked him if he's jealous of your popularity.

"Nu... Summoner is so clueless... ... I'm jealous because Summoner want to spend time with others... I wanna be only Summoner's muse... Just look at meh." He pouted while burying his head on your chest.

You were about to ask him what he meant by that but he already fall asleep.

You get to see a new side of Vega, it's very adorable. You sighed and stroke his hair, deciding to stay and sleep in his dorm.

Maybe missing a few classes won't be a big deal.

[iocity]

ASL ‘Merica AU where Ace is the only one who can make coffee. Sabo can cook (mediocrely, Ace is much better) and usually does due to Ace being so “free-spirited” (a whore). But Ace is usually back in the morning to make the coffee because if anyone else makes it, it tastes like hot dooky water. One time Luffy tried to make it and they all feared for their credit scores (he almost burned their rented home down). Luffy, despite being very knowledgeable in food, cannot cook for shit. Sure he knows what is healthy and what plants grow where, but applying them in the kitchen?? Danger and destruction to everyone involved. Usually Luffy just ends up backseat cooking (standing next to them, wrapped up in a blanket and telling them how he wants it cooked). Sabo doesn’t mind it much, since he is quite particular with his food too. But Ace?? Oh he is pissed. If there is one thing that will start an argument in the ASL household, it’s questioning his culinary prowess. Sure he’s no Sanji, but he’ll be damned if the only person in the house who can’t cook tells him how to. Usually when Ace is cooking, Luffy is a) keeping his peace and deciding to yap about his day or b) in the time out chair while Ace curses with every movement he makes.

Despite that, cooking and eating together is very important for all of the brothers. When Ace moves away for school, both of the brothers feel that the empty space on the couch is overwhelming. No more arguments, no more specially Ace-made meals on birthdays and holidays, and no more brotherly bonding time (till summer of course). Sure when they can they’ll call during mealtimes, but it isn’t like him being there. It wasn’t the same rushing home to eat because Ace insisted their food be hot. Luffy is affected the most by his absence. Sabo had gotten used to eating alone as a child, so it was a familiar concept that he could (unfortunately) go back to handling; Luffy on the other hand had always had someone to eat with. When it wasn’t Garp or Garp’s “old people” friends, it was Dadan and the boys. He felt childish and immature for feeling so sad when Ace left, especially since he knows Ace would never have left if he could help it.

It’s on one particularly bad day that Luffy feels the gap in their house the most. After a long exhausting day of running from the cops (for vandalism) all he wants to do is be around the people he loves most. So he calls up his friends, wanting to just hang around them, maybe play a video game or go outside and wander. He is instead met with a chorus of no’s to which he complains about GREATLY. Nami has to go out and handle “some business” (whatever that means), Sanji has to cut Zoro’s and Ussop’s hair (Sanji is very particular about noise since he isn’t professionally trained), Chopper and Franky are working on a big project (something about mechanical blah blah blah) and can’t be distracted, Brook has a gig in another state, Robin has classes to teach, and Jimbei is babysittting for a friend. Law didn’t answer which usually meant he was at the hospital, and Luffy hated that place. They wouldn’t be free till later, and Luffy was bored now. So, he came home hoping to see Sabo but was met with a note on the counter about how he had to finish a project and wouldn’t be home till later. Luffy felt exceedingly lonely, and he HATES feeling lonely more than anything else. When he is alone, his boredom makes way for thought, and thought makes way for headaches. So, he calls Ace. It rings once, then twice before…

“What’s up ya lil’ crybaby?” Ace’s voice rings out flatly despite his happiness that his little brother called.

“I’m borrreed. And hungry. I’m hungry and bored and no one is around.” Luffy whines miserably, head on the kitchen table as he kicks his feet.

“WOMP WOMP wah wah wah get over it loser.”

“Asshole.”

“Shitface.”

“Doodoohead”

“That’s basically the exact same thing I just said dumbass. Why don’t you just go hang out with one of your delinquent friends?” Ace queries with a chuckle before a crashing sound clangs out loudly and a slew of colorful curses leave his mouth.

“They are all busy…” Luffy mumbles through a pout, his hands drumming a soft beat into the table to distract him from the fact that one of his brothers is halfway across the country, one is a workaholic (he actually has a very average work schedule; Luffy is just dramatic), and none of his friends can hang. Ace is silent for a while, before a video call notification is popping up on Luffy’s phone, a wide smile replacing his pout as he picks up.

“So we meet again foul fiend,” Ace grins, his teeth and nose only visible as he shuffles with his phone, “I’m super fucking busy by the way, you should be glad I’m taking this precious and majestic time to call my dumbass brother.”

Luffy laughs gleefully, ignoring the insult in favor of grabbing his phone and tossing it on the couch, yelling out a quick, “I’ll be back!”

“Don’t throw your dearest brother!” Ace yells from the mic as Luffy cackles his way down the hallway and back, game in hand. He sets the phone up to where he won’t have to touch it but him and Ace are still visible when he returns; he laughs again with a stupid grin as he settles into the couch. Ace has adjusted the phone in his absence, now his face and torso are showing, his hands and eyes focusing on something out of frame as his hat hangs loosely on the back of his neck.

“So you’re just gonna sit here while I’m workin’ and taunt me with freedom?? Didn’t you say you were hungry?? Why aren’t you eating?? You should eat go eat. Matter fact, go learn to cook for once,” Ace blabbers worriedly, his concern thinly veiled by his teasing.

“Keep distracting me and I will. Besides, I want your cooking right now, so I don’t wanna eat anything else.”

Ace’s face contorts in horror at his threat, before softening slightly and sighing, his lips pursing into an almost motherly glare.

“Look Luffy, you know I would be home all the time, but I have to do this. We’ll have enough money to move out and pay for college. It’s somethin’ I gotta do for all of us to live freely. Even if I’m not there, ya gotta eat and take care of yourself,” Ace lectures, his hands still working on something out of frame, his eyes focusing on the task despite the frown he adorned on his face, “And-“

“Don’t lecture me, I know already. I don’t care about any of that. I miss y’all,” Luffy is obstinate about it, crossing his arms and regarding the screen of his phone with deep displeasure, “I don’t wanna miss anyone, ever.”

“We know you don’t care, that’s why we do it instead, ya crybaby,” Ace says simply, cursing again as he leans into whatever he is working on, his head leaving the frame, “Life ain’t perfect.”

Luffy is silent for a moment, his frown deepening as he puts his game to the side. Groaning in displeasure, he gets up, grabs his phone, and walks to the kitchen to eat. He snags a random frozen meal, albeit begrudgingly, and waits for it to cook while looking at the phone boredly, “Let’s all just be pirates.”

“Fix your face; pirates don’t even exist anymore. Besides, who knows who could appear within the next week.” Ace’s mischievous tone soars over Luffy’s head as he lets out a loud, “Huh?”

“Semester is over next week asshat.”

“Yeah. I got finals, so what…” Luffy pauses, racking his brain for insults but coming up short, “welder…”

“That sucked assss bro. I did not raise you like this,” Ace laughs, a thumbs down entering the frame before continuing with its work.

Luffy grins feeling happier and more energetic after some yapping, and he dances as he grabs his meal quickly before sitting down and starting to devour it, pausing only to say, “Oh yeah, that necklace you left?? I stole it, it’s mine now.”

“HE-“

“I’m gonna go steal plants from the big ass garden down the street again! Bye!”

Ace is about to yell as the line clicks, his precious necklace that he accidentally left last visit and dumbass brother only fueling his annoyance. He shakes his head, his hair falling over his face as his eyes refocus on the orange, red, and blue stones he is trying to link into a pendant with gold wire; his hands are tired from the work.

“He better run me my shit back when I give him this, fucking criminal.”

Tags >:D: @porschethemermaid

ASL AU Masterlist!

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝙬𝙞𝙣/𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3k

𝙖/𝙣: WAH THIS IS LONG LONG LIKE REALLY LONG 😩

𝙩/𝙬: use of helium, rough tickling, bondage in the second half

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

𝙡𝙚𝙧: skz

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍��𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s 🐾

“Ehehehe!!” Jeongin giggled in a high-pitched tone. “Wahh, you sound so cute with the helium!” Channie laughed. 

“I guess! But I think you’d sound cuter.” Jeongin teased, the entire group holding the balloons filled with the gas. 

“Should we take turns? Who’d you think would sound cuter with the helium?” Minho asked, holding his balloon end tightly. “Let’s have a competition! We’ll tickle the person for thirty seconds and determine who sounds cutest.”

“Okay, okay. What happens to the members with the cutest voices?” Jisung replied, squeaking when a hand squeezed at his side from behind. 

“Mmm. They get tickled even more. Tied up. For…five minutes?” Seungmin suggested, regretting the words the second they came from his lips. “Wait, wait. No—” 

“Perfect!” Minho exclaimed. “What? Scared you’ll lose?” Seungmin laughed nervously. “N-No.”

“Then there’s the punishment! Or…is it a reward?” Hyunjin fumbled, almost letting go of his balloon end and squealing in surprise. 

“Who cares?” Minho snickered. “Channie, Channie. Go first.” 

Chan held the balloon end to his lips and sucked in the helium, pausing for a second before sighing. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.” 

Channie held his arms out to the sides and sat crossed on the floor. Minho sat behind him and pressed a kiss to the back of his head, preparing him for what was about to come. 

“Min, please go easy…” Chan whispered; his elbows were already bending and he was biting his lip to contain his anticipatory giggling. 

“Mmmm…nah.” Minho slid his hands happily into the leader’s exposed armpits through his tank top, the leader squealing and falling backwards into the dancer’s lap. 

Lino smiled fondly and snatched both of Chan’s wrists and pulled them out to continue his attack. 

“MIHIHIHIN!!~” He wailed, squirming and kicking with his high pitched tone. 

“Awww, hyung, you sound like Elmo!” Jisung was in stitches, clutching his stomach and holding in his laughter. 

“NAAAHAHAHA!!” Chan cackled, limp in Minho’s arms and gasping for air. 

“Okay, hyung, time’s up!” Felix announced, and Minho pressed one last ticklish kiss to Channie’s neck, earning a cute squeak before letting up, relishing in the leader’s faint smile and flushed cheeks. “Aaahaha…” 

“You’re too cute, hyung.” Minho laughed gently, rubbing at Chan’s back as he sat up. 

“Ahhaha—shuhushh…” Chan slurred, suddenly feeling very sleepy. He crawled over and slumped into Binnie’s lap, the rapper fondly playing with his hair. 

“It’s Minho hyung’s turn!” Jisung yelled, handing the dancer’s balloon back to him. 

“Okay…” Lino took a deep breath of the helium, flushing a deep red as Jisung sat behind him, slipping his hands up his shirt and massaging his sides gently. 

“Okahay, I’m ready…” Minho giggled, shuffling to the side. Felix shot them a thumbs up to signify the timer, and then all chaos unleashed. 

Hanji dug into the older’s sides as hard as he could. Minho lasted about three seconds until he screamed, laughing hard and twisting to the left. 

“AHHA—AAAAH HANNIE PLEHA-PLEHEHEASEEE!!” Minho giggled, grappling at Jisung’s hand when his finger jabbed his upper ribs. 

“So cute~” Hannie teased lowly into the dancer’s ear, causing the older to scrunch up with a heartwarming, high pitched giggle. 

“Yeah, yeah, he’s done.” Felix called, the sound of the timer ringing faintly in the background. 

“Already?” Jisung whined, Felix nodding sympathetically in reply. 

“Maybe that’s enough for the game, but not enough for me.” 

Jisung tackled the elder to the floor and continued his tickly assault, only this time he was attacking the backs of Min’s thighs. 

“WAHAHAHAIT!! JIHIHISUNG ST-HAHAAP!!” Minho protested, squealing when the quokka flipped him over and pulled his thin shirt up to reveal his tummy. 

”WAIT!!“ The dancer shrieked and dissolved into messy laughter when Jisung blew a long, ticklish raspberry onto his belly. 

“STAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEASE!!” Min yelped, cackling desperately as Hannie delivered raspberry after raspberry after raspberry. 

“SOHOHOMEONE HEHEHEHELP!!” The dancer tugged crazily at the quokka’s hair, squirming weakly and screaming when another raspberry buzzed over his belly button. 

“Nah, your voice is too cute.” Binnie replied, the other members nodding in agreement as Jisung hummed into his hyung’s belly button again. Minho shrieked and shook his head back in forth in ticklish agony. 

“Okay, Hannie. He might actually die, you know?” Hyunjin eased the ace off of a gasping Minho, who grasped his chest and slumped exhaustively. 

“Binnieeee!” Felix giggled, walking over to the rapper and latching onto his arm. 

“Um…okay.” Changbin sighed, eyes widening when Minho cracked his knuckles, still panting slightly. He was reeaally regretting not helping him when Jisung almost killed him. 

Changbin sucked in his amount of helium and immediately burst into laughter; he realized how ridiculous he sounded. 

“Oho my gohod~!” He laughed, sighing again when Felix sat behind him, hands poised over his clothed sides. 

“Okahay okay okay!!” Binnie nodded, flinching when fingers promptly pinched the area gently, slipping under his shirt. 

He was doing a pretty decent job at holding onto his laughter…until Felix moved to his ribs instead. 

“aahaa—AHHH!! FEHELIX NO!!” He folded immediately, collapsing backwards into Lixie’s arms and scrunching his upper body up when the fingers attacked his armpits.  

Changbin giggled in his squeaky tone, causing all the members to coo gently at the helpless rapper. 

Lixie grinned wide and continued to tickle the shorter, relishing in the cute squeaks his helium filled voice produced. 

“The timer!” Jeongin called, but Felix leaned into Changbin to blow the softest of raspberries onto the rapper’s neck. 

“Fehehelix thehe tihihimerrr!!” Binnie whined, scrunching up with a squeal when the chick’s fingers scraped along his collarbone. 

“It’s just you and me, bunny.” Felix giggled along, Changbin snickering at the feeling on his neck. 

“Plehehease ihihits enohohoughhh!!” Changbin finally groaned, the light tickling tiring him out wayyy too quickly. 

“Okay, okay, you big baby.” Felix laughed, finally letting go of the teary-faced rapper. 

“My turn!” Hyunjin leaped, sucking in a mouthful of the helium from his balloon and giggling at the sound of his voice. 

“Aweee, now lay down.” Seungmin commanded, pulling Hyunjin’s arms to the sides and pinning them with his knees. 

“Wahait…what?” Hyune asked, confused. Changbin cackled as he sat comfortably on the dancer’s thighs. “Nonono, not Changbin hyung, pleheheaseee~” He begged to Channie, who shook his head playfully. 

“Too bad.” Changbin laughed, digging his fingers into Hyunjin’s hips and watching loud, screechy laughter pour from the dancer’s mouth. 

“NAAAAHAHAA PLEHE—AAAHAHAA!!” Any words Hyune had wanted to say were swallowed up by his hysterical, joyful laughter. 

“Nope. No ‘Please’, laugh for me.” Changbin replied, moving to Hyunjin’s neck and watching the boy scrunch up and squeal, a wide grin across his face. 

“Awwww, He’s too cute!” Chan cooed, camera out. 

“NOHOHO RECOHORDING!!” Hyunjin complained, choked bubbles of laughter interrupting him. 

“Nahhh I wanna keep this.” Channie laughed. 

Hyunjin squealed again when Bin stuck his fingers into his back, wiggling around and trying to get out of the older’s tight grab. 

“PLEEEAAASEE!! NAAAHAHAAHA!!” Hyunjin screeched, finally giving in, throwing his head back and laughing and laughing. 

“Given up? Say it and I’ll stop.” Changbin pressed into Hyune’s ribs and smiled softly. 

“OKAHAHAY!! IHI GIVE UP GIVE UP GIHIVE UPPP PLEHEASE!!” 

“Okay.” Changbin let go of the dancer’s ribcage, smoothing out Hyune’s clothing and gently rubbing at the sensitive skin. 

“Ahhhaha…thahank youhu hyung…” Jinnie breathed, shutting his eyes sleepily.  

Meanwhile, Jisung was screaming and pleading, already having swallowed his helium, his higher, velvety voice making the whole group coo as Minho tackled him into his lap, ready for revenge. 

The cat bent Hannie���s hands above his head and held his fingers above the quokka’s sensitive torso. “Ready, Jisungie?”

“Nohoho—!!” Jisung whined, Felix throwing them a thumbs up.

Lino’s fingers immediately found a familiar spot on Jisung’s sides, and he drilled into it hard, almost by habit. 

Hannie instinctively jolted and bit his lips through his wide smile, squeezing his eyes shut, shaking his head, but staying completely silent just to mess with Minho, who loved getting reactions from the boys. 

“Playing hard to get? I’ll make you cry no matter what…” Minho muttered, finding Hannie’s lower sides and pushing his fingers into it, earning a muffled squeal. 

Jisung’s face was getting redder and redder as he desperately tried to hold in his laughter in anticipation of the timer ending. 

If he didn’t laugh they couldn’t vote on him, could they?

Minho frowned, pushing Jisung to the floor and straddling his thighs, quickly throwing the boy’s shirt up and pressing his lips to the third rib from the top of Jisung’s ribcage. “Laugh for me, darling.” He blew. Hard. 

Jisung screamed and twisted his entire body away from the older’s lips. “SHUHUHUT AHAHAHAHAHAP!!” He squealed and closed his hands over his flaming face. 

Minho groaned, pulling his head from the boy’s ribs. “Noo, come on, hiding your face is against the rules! Let me see your smile~”

“THEHEHEHERE ARE NOHO RUHUHULES!!” JIsugn screeched when Minho blew one last raspberry onto his ribs before switching spots. 

His fingers pushed and squished Hannie’s belly button never, causing loud, boisterous i screams of laughter to echo throughout the room. Jisung was practically going insane, the tingling sensations only getting worse over time. 

“Of course there are rules!” Minho retorted, continuing to scribble around the quokka’s belly. 

“PLEHEASE OHOKAY STAHAHAHAA—!!” Jisung gasped, and Minho finally decided to let up, just to pull the younger into his lap and gently stroke his hair, kissing his head and apologizing in his ear if he was too rough. 

Felix giggled his head off the second he heard his own helium-filled voice, eyes sparkling as Chan took his seat behind him and pulled his hands above his head to mimic the starting position. 

“Ohokahayyyy!!” Felix started his own timer and held his arms up, bursting into cute laughter the second Chan’s fingers slid into his armpits. “WAHAIT!! Nohohot thehehere!!” He pleaded, Chan never letting up. 

“I cahahahan’t!!” Felix choked out through his giggles, arms trembling as he tried to keep them out of the way to give Chan a fair chance. 

The timer rang, and Chan knew the chick was about to tap out, so he let up, promising vengeance later on. 

Seungmin gulped down his helium as Hyunjin took his seat behind him. It took a few tries for the pup to pull his arms out of the way, but the second he did so, Hyune’s fingers were everywhere. 

Scribbling into his armpits, and when his arms slammed down he was tickling his neck, whispering in his ear. 

“Noohoh-OHOHO!!” Seungmin howled the moment Hyunjin found his belly button, shoving one finger into it and wiggling around it. “HYUHUHUHUNG NAAAHAHAHAH!!” Seungmin whined, grappling at the older’s wrist and tugging weakly. 

“Timer!” Felix called, and Hyunjin let up for the sake of finishing the game. 

“Pleahease goho eheasy!!” Jeongin giggled in anticipation, Changbin smiling gently at the maknae. “Okay, don’t worry.” 

Jeongin kept his arms up, slamming them down again the second Binnie’s fingers plunged into his armpits. “NOHOHOHO HYUNG YOU SAID YOU’D GOHO EASYYY!!” He complained, breathing out heavy cackles when Bin moved to his sides instead. 

“MAHAHAKE IHIT STOHOHOP!!” Innie jolted with a scream when Changbin switched to his hips, kneading into the bone and then his thigh. 

“I…don’t know where to go! You’re ticklish everywhere!” Changbin struggled, the thrashing maknae in his lap was probably not helping. 

“Should I get your neck?” He asked, earning a very giggly “NO!” from poor Innie. 

Jeongin squealed desperately and thrashed away from the older’s touch, falling backwards into his lap as tears of desperation fell down his cheeks, which prompted Changbin to finally let up. 

The entire group lay on the floor to catch their breath, Felix was scribbling away on a notepad, which he then ripped into eight pieces.

“Okay I’ve written all of our names on each slip, and Win/Lose next to them, just circle who you think had the cutest laugh.” He shrugged.  

Everyone thought for a few moments before circling their answer and handing it to Felix. 

“Okay, wow.” He suddenly looked at the group. “Hyunjin and Hannie tied.” Lixie laughed. 

“Okay okay! So me and Hyunjin will play a game and see who won then!” Jsuung frantically laughed, grabbing Hyunjin’s fist. “Rock, paper, scissors—”

“We’ll just get them both.” Chan called, tackling Hyunjin to the floor. “WAHAIT!!” The younger cried out, twisting under the leader’s grasp on the floor. 

Jisung pounded on Minho’s back as the older slung him over his shoulder as if he weighted nothing, carrying them both to Chan and Min’s room. 

“Why are we here?” Seungmin asked over the middles’ high-pitched squeals for mercy. Soon enough they would be squealing for ab entirely different reason. 

“Look, see those hooks on the ceiling? Perfect for tying, don’t ya think?” Chan grinned as Minho grabbed the black rope from the closet and set the two on the bed, sitting them up and tying their hands to the ceiling. 

“Ohhh…” Seungmin hummed, Jisung squeaking when his hands were successfully bound, followed by Hyunjin, high above his head. 

“PLEHEASE!! Don’t do this to us!” Hyunjin pleaded, Jisung squealing as his hands were tightened, his shirt lifting a little and exposing his lower belly. 

“No, this is too fun to let up!” Jeongin giggled, checking the bindings one more time before crowding around the two very vulnerable lees. 

Lixie pulled his phone out and set a timer for five minutes.  

“Mmm okay, Chan hyung, Seungmin and Jeongin, go to Hyunjin. Changbin, Felix and I will take Jisung.” Minho planned out. 

Jisung’s eyes widened when the three boys advanced, shrieking and trying to angle himself away from the wiggling fingers about to descend onto his hypersensitive body. 

“NOOOHOHOHO!!” 

Jisung whipped his head around and stared at the scene going on beside him. Chan had snuck his fingers up Hyunjin’s shirt and into his armpits, the maknaes both focusing their hands on the dancer’s sides. 

Hyunjin kicked out and twisted away as hard as he could, the rope unrelenting in letting his arms down. He was going crazy already, the stretched out position only making things much more sensitive. 

“WHA—STAHAHAHAHAP!!” Hyunjin shrieked through his hysterics, leaving Jisung to blush next to him as he watched the older lose his mind to the unrelenting tickles. 

“No can do.” Minho replied coldly, and Jisung was startled to hear the older’s voice so…close by? He whipped his head around just as Minho dropped to his knees on the bed, blowing a long, buzzing raspberry onto his belly. 

“Aahaha—HA!! WAHAHAHAIT GIHIVE ME A WAHARNING!!” Jisung squealed suddenly, tugging at his arms. 

“No warnings either.” Changbin laughed at the teary-eyed, desperate look Hannie gave him. The rapper decided to help by tickling the quokka’s armpits, followed by Felix in his belly button. 

Hyunjin screamed crazily, three heads pushed into his belly, blowing the longest, most torturous raspberries he had ever felt in his whole life. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!!” He couldn’t even form coherent words, all reasoning left his brain along with the tears splashing onto the bed beneath him. 

“Hey, if it drives Hyune insane let’s try it on Hannie!” Minho suggested enthusiastically, the quokka shaking his head desperately as the three neared his belly. 

“Please-please-please—NO!!” Jisung let out a helpless, hysterical scream when, just like Hyunjin, three pairs of lips began to blow raspberries onto his belly. 

“STAHAHAHAHAAAP!! YOU GUHUYS ARE MEHEHEHEANIESS!!” 

Scream after scream ripped from Jisung’s throat, the sensations on his belly tickled so bad, too bad, he couldn’t handle it at all. 

“PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE AAHAHASTOHAHAHAH!!” Hannie howled loudly, tears dripping down his face slowly as he laughed himself silly; his cheeks hurt from the ear splitting grin he had plastered on his face. 

“IHIIHITS ENOHOUGH I CAHAHAHAN’T TAKE IT!! CAHANT TAKE IHIT PLEASE!!” Hyunjin pleaded, gasping for air and slumping a little. 

The timer rang, perfect timing. The lers immediately let up on the two exhausted boys in front of them. 

Jisung shut his eyes and slumped completely over the second his bonds were undone, Minho and Felix both rubbing his wrists while Changbin ran to get some hand cream for the quokka’s sore wrists. 

Hyunjin panted for air greedily, laying on Chan’s lap and relishing in the way the leader’s fingers raked gently through his hair, Seungmin and Jeongin each massaging an arm. 

“How did me and Hannie get punished for winning?!” 

[vickyyoon]

Paring - best friend hyunjin x fem!reader

Genre : smut, fluff

Warnings : heart melting amount of fluff and very very soft sex.

Synopsis : your best friend always had feelings for you but you never came to know that especially when you found yourself so little next to him.

You were slouched on the couch with your best friend hyunjin's head on your shoulder as you watch a movie that was apparently " super popular and amazing".

Soon you guys got bored and decided to catch up on somethings you guys missed out when he was visiting his grandma.

You ranted and ranted on and on to him about how you were just so single and it burned your skin watching couples. Your family always made you feel left out because of that.

" they always go on group dates with my cousins, relatives, siblings and others. I could be there with them right now but Is it because I'm ugly? Am I not good enough? Why do I have to be single! " you were about to explode in anger.

"like this time again? That's so rude honestly. I mean they're your family" he watched you rant on and on smiling and finding it cute.

" they don't even call me! They just leave me all alone! How hurt could I even be? Why is everyone taken!?" you cry.

You looked like you were about to tear up. And he gave you a comforting hug. You had rare friends that comfort you like him. You always wondered how he was so patient listening to you for hours.

" I find your stories interesting and funny. That's why I like you." making you happy and feel a bit better.

You go to the kitchen and bring out a bucket of ice cream you keep for yourself especially on these days. He watched you shove your mouth and rant on and on... again.

It was entertaining until you brought up a boy. " You remember Lee know? Well I always liked him but he's been so distant I swear I can't reach him. I feel like being with him for the rest of my life but he's always so much better than me and it makes me feel so small" you pout.

" at this rate I'll be single forever. I wish I could get close to him. If school ends how will I ever be with him?!" you were tearing up from that thought.

His face changed too he wasn't smiling like before, he looked a bit hurt. He couldn't even hear you when his mind flood with thoughts.

Such a pretty girl, what a pity she isnt taken. And if you would be his he would be the happiest person in the entire world. He remembered when he was in that same loop hole.

Waking up drenched in sweat with the thought of you being with someone else. He worked so hard just to be your friend. He worked even harder just to be your best friend and now his mind only ached with those memories of how hard he tried.

He liked you since first grade. You were the apple of his eye, A sweet melody played on his mind when he thinks about you. In fact whenever he sees you, he only finds good memories. Like the beautiful scenery of a field of colorful flowers or a dawn where the sun's ray of light hit the waves of the sea on a misty blue morning.

You were his only reason to live. You were his only purpose to find life because he was lost before he found a reason to live.

Today his heart ached to hear such a thing from you. Tears threatened to leave his eyes but he knew very well how much it swells in your heart to not have the person you want close to you because he's been though all of that.

You could tell something was wrong. " H-hyunjin? Is there something wrong?" he shook his head smiling at you.

"No it's just that minho is taken, didn't you know that?" he couldnt believe but he's lying now.

" wah-what? But no one told me!" to add feul to the fire he lies even more. "it seems like they're in deep love too. He said he's planning to propose to her after graduation.I'm surprised you didn't know That" hyunjin said.

"wah-what no! Why? Wh-why is this happening to me?" you were breaking down and he came closer to you and gave you a comforting hug that you cried onto his shoulders in seconds.

" If you're really looking for someone..." he pauses. " you have me. I'm ready to be yours. I've always liked you." you froze in your place.

He pulls out from the hug. He stares at you who was speechless. You know you've always liked him but you always knew that he was never going to be yours especially when he's just your best friend who always looks out for you. You could never loose him so you always pushed that tight far far away so much so you found yourself looking for others to keep yourself distracted.

"I-I'm really sorry if you don't think of me like that." he stumbles over his words ready to leave.

"wait." you grab his wrist sitting him down. "what do you mean you've always liked me?" and he stared at you before telling you how he's spent half of his life just chasing you.

It was the first day of 1st grade that his eyes landed on you. From then he liked you. That feeling grew much bigger by each grade.

" if you remember that field trip in 7th grade where we went to a huge mountain. I only stared at you looking at the mist and fog near the railing of the huge mountain. You looked liked my lost happiness." and from then he chased after you even harder,

Shifting his body, mind, behavior and likings just to be perfect for you.

You just stare at him only wondering how this popular hot boy only ran after you when he was surrounded by pretty people.

"it wasn't just your looks, your smile reminded me of my first time star gazing with my mom. I could remember that moment only when I saw you smile." you flushed.

" it started with just you but then I fell harder for your personality, behavior and kindness. How could you exist? How could a person like you even exist? I only knew I needed you."

This was when he became your best friend. "it didn't mean anything if it meant changing myself for you. I would happily do that to be a better person. Maybe I don't know my real self because I changed for you but I'm happy like this."

You were crying again. You only needed to hug him. " if only you be mine, my soul will rest in peace." he said kissing your forehead and you nod your head in his chest.

---------------------------------------------------

Somewhere in between those tears you two were turning hot and burned from the inside, searching for that one feeling of relief.

Before you knew it, you two were making out. You were on top of him while sat still. Eating each other hungrily.

Out of some intense climax you started grinding on his hard bulge hinting him what you were craving.

You took off your hoodie and your little top, then your pants, underwear and bra. You guys stripped every piece of clothing off of each other.

You could only admire his physique just wondering why you didn't ask him out earlier. This all could have been yours.

He was shaking pulling down his boxers. He came towards you with his hard pink red cock leaking pre cum. It was big.

You were resting your head on the armrest of the couch. He lifts your legs to your chest. Staring at your wet cunt.

He picked up your wet slick and stuck a finger inside. Making you whine at the feeling. He admired your sweaty red flushed face.

He licks your wet cunt, the texture of his tongue shivered you.

You didn't know if the feeling was because of the sensitivity of your first time or the feeling of being fucked by hyunjin made you this mess.

You were whining and whining until he started to pump into you. Lewd moans escaped your mouth.

You were grinding on his fingers. " Pl-please. I just fuck me already." just waiting for him to fit inside you.

Without another word he sticks his cock in you giving you a stretch you think youll never find this good. Before you knew it he was slowly thrusting in you.

" that feels good. I always knew your walls you'd feel good but never thought it would feel as this good." he moaned.

Shit...this wasn't him fucking you. It was him making love to you

His wet lips draped over your entire body. Covering you with marks and wet kisses. Touching everything single soft parts discovering you and your favorite parts.

The feeling was tingling. Even though his thrusts were slow and agonizing, the feeling made you blush harder with every thrust. Just the thought of him in you, and how much he wanted you. You finally felt wanted.

" Y/n I've rejected every single girl I my life, hoping I'd have you one day." he claimed. " and you're not ugly, it was me who warned all the boys off."

Though the confession hurt you, you liked how he did so much just to get to you. " only if you asked me out earlier, I wouldnt have to do this." those words spun in your head.

You realize how he's been hinting you all along but you've never thought of it like that.

" oh please! Mmh- just please go faster." a tear slips down your face.

This pace picks up a bit faster. The feeling has your walls wrapped around him.

" baby please loosen up, I might not last any longer if you keep up like this." he moans his face flushing aswell.

His face is buried in the crotch of your neck and you can feel his burning hot cheeks and sweat. His breathe was shaky and warm.

With every thrust you felt bubbling up, so much closer and closer to your first orgasm.

And him kissing and caressing your face did not help. The thrusts got sloppier and sloppier till it only made wet sounds.

" ahh I-Im close." you chocked on a moan, he moved even faster. Til both of you came together.

Both a panting, shaking mess. The feeling was euphoric, you wanted this every single day. Forget about Lee know.

" now are you still single?" he asked laying beside you looking at you stare at the ceiling.

"then will you be my boyfriend and be only mine?" you chuckled but looking back at him the question was his life. His eyes were teary.

" ye-yes! Ofcourse" he said. And you can see the sparks in his eyes. He really wanted you, and he really needed you. He looked like he won in his life.

[otomiyaa]

Luigi x Ticklish Reader

Romantic + 13. “That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position.” Requested by @weegee-simp69 for my 1K Followers Event🌻

This. Was. Crazy!

"No! S-stay away hahaha!" you giggled nervously, speeding through the big castle. You were enjoying your annual holiday over at the castle of Princess Peach, together with your boyfriend Luigi and the whole gang, and you had only been laughing at him.

At Luigi being the victim of the group for anything, from the silliest pranks to getting ganged up on during any game you played, to the most intense tickle tortures.

Speaking of that last one...

"I'll make you feel what it's like!" Luigi chirped, very close behind you now.

Eek! After only laughing and giggling at his misery, something had snapped in him and switched the usual mostly timid guy into a revenge-mode he usually reserved only for the fiercest kart races.

"No you cahahan't!" you cried. Which was true. One Luigi tickling you couldn't be as bad as what Mario and the gang made him go through the past weekend.

Which didn't mean it couldn't be bad at all.

"WAh!" Luigi was already very close behind you, but you tripping caused him to bump into you from behind, resulting in him conveniently tackling you to the floor.

"Gotcha now!"

There was no way to apologize for not helping him and for laughing at him, because without giving you any chance to talk yourself out of it, he started tickling your sides and stomach without mercy.

"Plehehease!" you howled instantly, but Luigi only smirked triumphantly.

"There's no escaping now~" Wow he really embraced his villain era now. Bowser's latest antics rubbed off on him huh?

"Wahahait - you dohohon't n-need to dohoho this!" you cackled, swatting at his nimble fingers.

You were lucky that Luigi was kind enough not to share with the others how ticklish you were. You were even worse than him, probably, and you both knew that they wouldn't let you get away without a regular wrecking here and there, if they were aware of this little fact.

Though you could swear it may also be because Luigi wanted to keep the privilege of tickling you to himself, it was still sweet of him to only do this to you in private. As long as it could remain private, of course.

"S-someonhohone m-might seehee ahaha!" you laughed in an attempt to end your demise early. Luigi shook his head.

"No one's here but nice try! The ticklish scaredy cat has got you all to himself~" he said proudly.

Wah! It wasn't even you who called him a ticklish scaredy cat first, it was Wario! But... you definitely snorted and repeated the nickname once or twice just to tease him.

What goes around comes around huh. You were still laughing, only for different reasons this time.

"Oh, where do you think you are going?" Luigi asked when you managed to break free only for a brief moment. You tried to crawl away, only for him to capture your legs, and he tickled you behind your knees.

"Nohoho wah! Luigeeheehee!"

"...Did you just call me 'Waluigi'?"

Pffft! No, but - "Yehehehes! You're ehehevil just like hihim!" You weren't helping yourself, but you couldn't help it. Comparing Luigi to Waluigi wasn't a compliment.

“That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position," Luigi said, and he reached for your thigh and tickled you like hell.

"AAHAhaha! Oka-ahahaay I tahahake it back!" Abort mission, no more teasing in this position, Luigi really seemed very energized by getting tickled so much by the others!

"Hmm what was that?"

"NAHAHA! SAHAharreeheee!"

You two were definitely a match made in heaven. Your silly cackles were similar to how Luigi would sound in the same situation. And even though you would love to let him join you now with some hysterical laughter of his own, there was no strength left in your ticklish body to get him back.

"I'm sohohorry! Forgihihive me-ahaha!" you laughed tiredly.

It took you a few more of those similar pleas, and some more of the most ticklish leg- and side tickles, before he finally stopped and let you catch your breath.

"Forgive and forget, for now," he said with the cutest smug little grin.

"But you should help me out next time, or I will gladly do it again."

It was a comfort to see him so confident around you. "Well, as you just noticed, hehe, I'm definitely no match for them. I can't really help you."

Luigi made a face.

"Hm... Right. Then the least you can do, is not laugh at me. Or I'll make you laugh for a different reason," he said, and he playfully wiggled his finger against your tummy.

You giggled and caught his finger with both hands. Now that was a condition you could live with. Probably.

"Deal!"

[aishangotome]

Elbert Greetia: Chapter 17

Chapter 16

♡———♡

The basement of Crown Castle, which I was entering for the first time, was filled with silence and the scent of medicinal herbs.

Kate: ...Is treatment always done here?

Roger: It depends on the time and situation.

Kate: I see...

Roger skillfully treated the scratches on my hands caused by the rope, then took a small syringe of blood, mixed it with some other liquid, observed it for a while, and then exhaled shortly.

Roger: It looks like there are no abnormalities. ...Except for your terrible complexion.

Kate: Huh...?

Roger: You've been forcing yourself to talk, haven't you?

He poked my forehead with his fingertip.

Kate: ...You're very observant.

Roger: Observation is a doctor's basic skill, missy.

Roger: Well, everyone could tell that you were acting strange. You're too bad at hiding it.

(Everyone could tell... that's true. I didn't have the time to fix my expression.)

Roger: El has been acting strange since he came back too.

Kate: ...............

The feeling of his palm on my shoulder, as he wouldn't let me go, came back to me, and my chest ached as if it were being squeezed.

Roger: When El is acting strange, Al usually takes care of it...

Roger: But it doesn't seem to be working this time.

(That's... because I ignored his warnings so many times.)

He told me many times that if I turned a blind eye to Lord Elbert's guilt and sorrow, I could escape the "tragedy."

(But... I chose to face Lord Elbert.)

(Because I want to save him from the cycle of atonement...)

(Because... I want him to smile.)

Kate: Roger, you're a doctor, right?

Roger: Former.

Kate: ...How do you heal a wounded heart?

When I asked him directly, looking straight at him, Roger looked back at me in the same way.

Roger: With invisible wounds, no one, not even the person themselves, can ever know if they've healed or not.

(Never know...)

The honest answer, without lies or deception, seemed cruel, but it felt like it came from someone who knew the importance of facing reality.

Roger: ...You just have to live with a disease that's difficult to cure completely.

Roger: Sometimes it disappears cleanly before you know it, and sometimes it recurs with the slightest trigger.

Roger: The important thing, I think, is not to despair.

Kate: ...What do I need to do to not despair?

Roger: Who knows? If there was an easy answer, you wouldn't be so troubled now.

Roger: ...Right?

Kate: That's... true.

Roger: Well, whatever it is, don't take on too much, missy.

Roger's large hand was placed on my head.

Kate: ...Yes. Thank you for the treatment.

(There's no easy answer... to how to make Lord Elbert smile.)

(I won't find it unless I keep facing him.)

(But...)

Just remembering Lord Elbert's gaze made my chest ache again.

(...Tonight)

(Just for tonight... I don't want to see him.)

Until this pain subsides a little more--.

-

I left the basement, seen off by Roger.

(...I thought he might be waiting for me at the basement exit.)

(But he wasn't there, Lord Elbert.)

(Ah... maybe he's waiting in front of my room like before.)

I hesitated to go straight back to my room, and my feet stopped.

(I'll go back after I calm down a little more.)

(So that I'll be ready if I run into him in front of my room.)

Just then, a sweet scent wafted over--

As if lured by it, I headed towards the flower-filled garden.

-

I walked aimlessly through the flower garden, relying on the moonlight.

It was when I turned the corner of a tall rose hedge.

Kate: Wah...!

I bumped into someone and cried out.

Kate: I-I'm so sorr--

When I looked up, there was--

Lord Elbert, with a surprised look on his face.

Elbert: ...Kate?

Kate: ... L-Lord Elbert.

Milord Elbert blinked his long eyelashes.

That gesture told me this encounter wasn't intentional, but...

(I-I have to get away)

I involuntarily backed away.

Elbert: ... Why are you here?

Kate: Ah... well, to calm my...nerves.

(I have to get away quickly...)

The pain I feel, the fact that I'm still clinging to him, even though I know I'm just an offering for his atonement...

I've fallen so deeply in love with him.

If, in this state, if he were to...

If he were to wish for a kiss like that day?

(...I wouldn't be able to stop)

(The urge to kiss him, my feelings for him...)

(The things I couldn't say because I was afraid of hurting him...)

(Everything... would spill out)

I turned my back on him as if to run away.

Kate: I-I apologize for the intrusion...

Elbert: ... The rope marks...

Kate: Huh...?

Elbert: Those rope marks... do they still hurt?

Kate: ...

The words Elbert muttered behind me, and the tone of his voice, were the very essence of his kindness, the kindness of a man so sensitive to the pain and sadness of others...

(Elbert...)

(He's actually such a kind person...)

I can't stop the intense emotions swirling within my chest.

I hate his "sin" that makes him look at me with such cold eyes.

I hate the people who made him think of his own existence as a "sin."

Elbert, who throws away his own happiness, hurts and is hurt, and continues to collect beautiful things just to atone for such an empty "sin"...

(...Lord Elbert...)

He is so incredibly sad and precious.

I couldn't move from the spot, as if my feet were sewn to the floor.

Lord Elbert's hands wrap around my stomach as I stand there with my back to him.

Kate: Please... let me go...

Elbert: ...No, I won't let you go.

He embraces me gently, and sweet whispers fill my ears.

(...Please, Lord Elbert...)

(If this continues, I...)

I still don't know how to save Elbert from his sin.

(I'll hurt you.)

The warmth of his embrace envelops me... it's so precious, but it hurts my chest, it's agonizing, unbearable.

Elbert: ...I've been thinking about it for a long time.

Elbert's fingertips gently lift a strand of my hair.

Elbert: I was going to wait for you to surrender your heart to me...

Elbert: But if you were to belong to someone else...

Elbert: I might as well lock you away...

The gentleness has vanished from his voice as he presses his lips to my hair, replaced by a dark, cold tone that speaks of the impulses driving him.

--To "obtain" me as an offering to the dead.

Kate: No...

Kate: Please don't, Lord Elbert...

Elbert: Even if I can't steal your heart... even if you're just an empty shell...

Elbert: If I could have you, I'm sure I could be happy...

("Happy"...?)

The world before my eyes turns red at those words.

Like a taut thread snapping, the emotions and words I'd desperately suppressed come pouring out.

Kate: ...Who would be happy?

Elbert: Huh...?

Kate: Who would be happy...?

(Saying this will surely hurt Elbert.)

(But... even if I hurt him...)

(I don't want to give up on you--)

I twist away from his entwining arms, pushing away his beloved warmth.

Facing him head-on, with determination, I speak the words.

Kate: Who do you want to make happy... your deceased parents...?

Elbert: ...

Surprise briefly covers his face, but quickly, his eyes fill with darkness.

Elbert: ...So you heard from Al, then.

Kate: I'm sorry for not saying anything. I exposed your secrets without your permission...

Elbert: ...Why didn't you ask me directly?

Kate: Because... I knew it was something that always tormented you.

Kate: I didn't want to bring back sad memories...

Elbert: ...

Kate: I'm not trying to deny what you've done. But...

The fact that you were born "unbeautiful," that you believe you're entirely responsible for your parents' death, the things you've collected to atone for it, the pain you've endured... that's the reality you've lived, Elbert. No one can deny that.

(But...)

Kate: I... I want you to forgive yourself...

Elbert: ...Forgive...

Kate: Because I want you to be happy.

My voice, conveying my unchanging true feelings, is surprisingly small and trembling.

Still, I force out the words, so they won't be swept away by the night wind.

Kate: As long as you don't forgive yourself...

Kate: No matter what you obtain, you'll only be hurt...

(Please... reach him.)

With a prayerful heart, I gaze into Elbert's eyes.

But... his eyes remain swallowed by a mud-like darkness.

(...Please...)

Elbert: ...Forgive myself.

Elbert: I don't have the right to do that.

Kate: That's not true--!

Elbert: ...If I could have you, I'm sure I would be forgiven.

Elbert: You... are so beautiful.

Kate: I... can't be yours now...!

Elbert: ...Why...?

Elbert: If I could have you, I wouldn't care if everything I own was burned to ashes--why?

Kate: I...!

Kate: Because I...

Kate: Because I love you...!

Elbert: ...!

(I've always wanted to say it.)

(But I was afraid of being hurt, of hurting you.)

(But... not anymore.)

My feelings, my words, overflow... I can't stop them.

Kate: I can't leave you alone, carrying sins you don't need to bear, hurting yourself for it...

Kate: I... I love you, you're so sad and kind...

Kate: No matter what sins you carry, I love you.

Elbert: ...

Elbert stares at me without blinking, as if time has stopped.

Kate: Please don't throw away your happiness to atone for your sins...

Kate: ...I want you to smile. I want to make you happy, Lord Elbert...

Kate: If I become an "unbeautiful thing" displayed in your room,

Kate: I surely won't be able to do that...

Kate: ...That's why I don't want to be yours.

Elbert: ...

(...Please, end it.)

(Your endless chain of suffering.)

I want his sadness to clear up like in a fairy tale.

I want to put an end to his endless atonement.

But--

Elbert: ...Why...

The faint hope, like a lamp in a stormy night, is suddenly extinguished the moment Lord Elbert raises his head.

Elbert: ...I understand why I found you beautiful.

Elbert: Warm affection, pure, beautiful happiness.

Elbert: You... are the very thing I took away.

There was not a shred of light or hope in those eyes.

I knew then that only pain and sorrow awaited him.

(--Ah...)

(It was no use after all.)

Kate: ...

Tears overflow, and my breath hitches.

It's hard to breathe, as if I've fallen to the bottom of the deep sea.

(I wasn't enough.)

(The love I have...)

(It can't save Elbert...)

Elbert's hands reach out and embrace me, unable to even flinch.

Gently, softly, as if catching a fragile butterfly.

Elbert: I've already captured your heart.

Elbert: Then, a kiss from you...

Elbert: ...I don't need it anymore.

--From now on, Elbert will make me his.

To offer me to the dead and atone for his sins.

To deeply hurt himself and punish himself.

(As if something like love...)

(Could magically heal the deep, deep wounds he carries--)

After all, there was no way such a dreamlike thing could exist.

-

Elbert, with empty eyes, carried me and took me to his room.

Kate: No... please don't, Lord Elbert...

I repeated "no," like a whining child.

The shock of my powerlessness made it hard to put strength into my voice of resistance.

Elbert: ...No.

Elbert: I can't let you go anymore.

Kate: ...

I'm laid on the bed and released from his arms, but I couldn't escape.

(I don't want to run away from you.)

(I don't want to see you sad.)

(I want you to smile.)

I just want to be by your side, wishing for us to smile at each other.

I still can't let go of that impossible wish.

It felt like looking up at the surface of the water from the bottom of the sea, so impossibly far away.

Elbert: ...Kate.

Elbert blocks the moonlight, casting a shadow over me.

His golden hair sparkles in the moonlight, so beautiful.

Elbert: I won't let you go anymore.

I blankly look around Elbert's room, cold and sunken like the deep sea.

My eyes fall upon the butterfly specimens displayed on the wall.

(Everything here...)

(Is beautiful, sad, lonely--a testament to his kindness and atonement.)

I will surely become one of them.

Like that crucified butterfly.

Kate: ...Lord Elbert, please, stop this...

My plea, filled with my last hope, trembles.

Elbert: ...

Lifeless, glass-like eyes look down at me.

No answer comes. Instead--

CLANK. A metallic sound rings out, and a cold sensation touches my ankle.

Looking down, I see one of my ankles cuffed to the edge of the bed.

Elbert: ...Finally...

Elbert: I have you.

There is no sense of forgiven release, no relief, no happiness.

It was a chillingly emotionless voice.

Elbert: ...

-

I find myself standing on a beach.

The memory of how I got here is hazy.

Elbert: ...Kate...

The name suddenly slips from my lips.

For some reason, I can't breathe properly.

It should have turned out as I wished.

I obtained her.

The most beautiful thing in this world... the person who loves me, the person who wishes me happiness.

I deeply hurt her with these hands...

Elbert: ...?

The drops falling onto the sand are my own tears.

Elbert: Why...

I already know the answer within myself, even without asking.

I found Kate beautiful because she wished for my happiness.

Because she told me she wanted me to smile and tried to protect me.

Because she loved me.

(I was... so happy about that.)

(I was happy when I was with Kate...)

--That's why I had to destroy it.

I had to obtain her and offer her.

Just as she said--because I don't allow myself happiness.

Elbert: ...What should I obtain next?

Elbert: What exactly... and for how long...?

I've been searching for "the most beautiful thing in this world" to atone for my sins.

Even though I offered the beautiful love and happiness I took away, it's getting harder to breathe.

I don't know how to forgive myself.

*Elbert's past*

Elbert: Mother... I found a beautiful flower.

Cecilia: ...Oh, really... it's beautiful.

Cecilia: Thank you, Elbert.

From the eyes that looked at me like I'm an insect---

-

Jeffrey: Do you know how much your beautiful, melancholic, and worried appearance is disturbing everyone in the mansion?

Jeffrey: Poor, beautiful... pitiful Elbert.

-

Hugh: Only when you're tormented do I feel a little relief from my miserable feelings.

-

I can't escape from the voices that wish me misfortune.

Elbert: ..."This"...

Elbert: "I can't stand this ugly self anymore..."

My father's dying words echo in my ears--

The distant horizon seems to be beckoning me.

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Chapter 18

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[leaderoffestivals]

(Lookback) The Heartbeat of the Sea: Abyss Chapter 1

Kanata: … … Mikejima—  You are not he, are you? Your scent is different— *Lick*—Yes, and your taste is different, too. Souma: HYAAAAAAH—?!

Season: Winter (In the past) Author: Akira Characters: Kanzaki Souma, Shinkai Kanata, Mikejima Madara

<Thirteen years before ES was founded. At a funeral hall somewhere in Tokyo.>

Souma: I have been granted freeeedom~!

(Now then, what should I do? Think carefully, Souma! There remains but a half-hour of this precious free time left to me! That’s, uhhh, about thirty minutes, more or less!

I must use this time wisely and do… Something! Anything at all! It would be such a waste, otherwise!)

Souma: … … However, I am feeling rather famished at the moment.

I suspect my mealtime may have slipped my esteemed Father’s mind. 

(Uuu. What should I do? It is impossible to do battle on an empty stomach.

My esteemed Mother is usually the one who prepares my meals... However, she is due to give birth to my dear little brother soon.

She is finding it difficult to move about due to her advanced state of pregnancy. That is why there was no helping it. She could not undertake the long journey here, burdened as she was by her increased weight—

—even though this funeral ceremony is for an exceedingly august personage, one whom our household cannot possibly disregard. 

That is right. It seems someone has passed away. 

That person seems to be someone who is of very great importance to us, a highly esteemed individual. 

Oh no! Will I be scolded for using the word “person” when referring to them?

That person… seemed to be like God.)

Souma: (... … But even so, a funeral for God? Can God die as well? Hm~~?

Well, I suppose that when it is time for one to die, they will indeed pass away! Father and Mother would never speak untruths after all!)

Souma: Uuu… Pondering so hard has made me hungrier. I am famished. Even the great Regent (1) could not have anticipated I would be suffering the miserable prospect of starvation in bountiful modern-day Japan…

(Perhaps I could ask Father to prepare a meal for me… … However, he seems to have his hands full, and he is always saying that men do not belong in the kitchen. 

Umu. In that case, it seems I have no choice but to seek out a meal myself. 

If I search, there ought to be insects or other creatures around which can serve as sustenance somewhere. 

Huh? But, wait. On closer inspection, there is an array of food laid out all about me.   

Am I hallucinating this?

I do not fully comprehend, but this must be Heaven’s blessing too! In other words, uhhh, God must be granting me a divine favour! Yes!

I shall accept with gratitude! 

… … Am I allowed to eat these without permission, though? Will anyone be angered? And yet, with no one around, I cannot seek permission from anyone either?

Besides—Ugh~—I am truly hungry!)

Souma: I humbly partake of this food!

*Chew, chew* Ug~ghh. The flavours are much too strong. The flavours of the meals Mother prepares are so much more refined than this… 

(Sound of footsteps) 

Souma: (Ah! Someone is approaching! This is bad, it would be disgraceful to be caught indulging in pilfered food! It is shameful conduct for the child of a samurai family!

I—I must hide. Under that desk, there seems to be a screen with which I can conceal myself… …

Make haste, Souma! Run for it! Yaaaa!)

Kanata: WAH—Oh?

Souma: … … … …!?

Kanata: Hm~? Hm~? Hm~?

Souma: … …? … …?

(EH? Ehhhh?! What? Who? An intruder~!

Who in the world is… this fellow? He has such a strange air about him—)

Kanata: Who is that, over there? Is it Mikejima?

Souma: (Huh? Eh? What is he saying? 

His voice has a peculiar resonance to it… … I cannot make the words out clearly… …)

Kanata: … … Mikejima— 

You are not he, are you? Your scent is different—

*Lick*—Yes, and your taste is different, too.

Souma: HYAAAAAAH—?! *What* are you doing, all of a sudden? Are you a demon—?

Kanata: Errrm. Who are you?

Souma: A-and who are you? What are you doing in a place like this? 

Kanata: Ohhh. Kanata is not doing anything at all. 

In a sense, what Kanata is doing is ‘nothing’. (2)

Souma: ? ? ?

Kanata: Do you not understand, mortal child? 

Is it so difficult to understand the words Kanata is saying? 

Souma: Eh? Ka—katana? No, what you said was “Kanata”, was it? And that means—?

Madara: POW! (Sound of a loud punch)——In the nick of time, Mikejima appears!

Souma: Gyaa--UGH—!

Madara: Whoo~oops! I punched his lights out in the heat of the moment, but, who is this guy? God, do you know who he is? 

Kanata: Kanata has not become God yet, that is why Kanata does not know anything. 

Mu—And besides that, you took such a long time to return, Mikejima. 

Madara: I’m sorryyy! I had a little trouble finding a place we could break in and enter by, that’s whyyy~

Souma: (Wh—who are they? These guys? They appear to be… children of my age and yet… …?

Oh no, this is bad. I was already light-headed from hunger earlier, and now the shock of being punched has made me even more dizzy… …

I am… losing… consciousness… …

... ... ... ...)

—————-To be continued——————-

Chapter 2

Translator’s Notes: 1) Souma says 太閤さま (Taikoo-sama) which means Imperial Regent and is commonly used to refer to Toyotomi Hideyoshi, a samurai who lived in 1537- 1598 and regarded as the second “Great Unifier” of Japan.

2) Kanata means that he is actively carrying out ‘the act of doing nothing at all’. 

[kiruamon]

Spring through the Seasons AU - Meeting the Summer

Newest story part for this au. Like always there are some sketches inbetween the text that go along with the story. Have fun!

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Dewdrops sparkled like liquefied light in the golden glow of the morning sun. The grass beneath your feet is still damp as you rise from your bed for the night and stretch. The slender vines on your stole still move sluggishly as they turn towards the sun and the tiny blossoms open themselves as if to greet the new day. You are still trying rather unsuccessfully to suppress another yawn when an amused chuckle sounds to your left.

“Have you finally woken up from your hibernation?”

Of course Moon is already awake. Sometimes you wonder if he ever sleeps at all. Although you still don't feel fully awake, the question makes you giggle. “I'm not a bear, Moon.” Learning that bears and some other animals wandered into Moon's snowy realm to seek shelter for a months-long sleep had once again made you realize how small your previously known world had been. It was fun to talk to Moon. Learning together and comparing your different points of view. Another small yawn slips out of your mouth and you rub a hand over your tired eyes to drive away the remnants of sleep. “Not very convincing,” you can almost hear the smirk in his voice. “Maybe I should help you wake up properly, what do you think Snowflake?”

Huh? “What do you mean wi- ?” But as silently as falling snow, Moon is already at your side. Your body shudders as you feel an icy cold touch on your skin out of the blue. Your eyes wide open in shock, a stifled sound escapes your lips that resembles more that of a squeak than a scream.

Now you're definitely awake! “Wah! S-stop it! I'm awake! I'm awake, Moon!” you shout, half-laughing as you try to push Moon's cold hand away from your neck.

Meanwhile, Moon's eyes show an expression of pure amusement. But at least he allows you to push his hand away without further resistance. Well, almost. His fingers gently wrap around your own, causing a chilly, but in this case also pleasant tingling sensation on your skin as you finally pull your hands away from your neck.

“Hmm, I wonder if that was really enough. Maybe I should play it safe?” his red and white eye twinkle mischievously at you and a small smile appears on his lips. He playfully runs the ice-like fingertips of his free hand over your stomach and down to the hem of your top, which he lightly tugs at once.

Oh no! Noooo way! Absolutely not! You know exactly what he's up to. Just imagining how cold his hand would feel on your stomach would be enough to grow icicles on your vines! But the next moment Moon withdraws his hands and gives you a gentle smile that makes it hard not to grin back.

_

Whereas your journey during the morning had taken you through a tree-shaded forest filled with the songs of insects and birds, you now find yourselves at the edge of a wide open grassland.

The grass is so high here that it spreads up to your hips. Everywhere in the lush green you can make out little colorful splashes of the numerous wildflowers hidden among the grasses.

It's a magical sight that reminds you a little of your own homeland, which you left behind just two days ago. To your and Moon's astonishment, the transition of the borders was much less drastic in this direction. It had been much smoother and barely noticeable at first. But there had been enough hints that you had left your old territory. The lusher and more vibrant foliage of the trees. Plants that seemed familiar to you, but which you hadn't known could also bloom. The sheer number of different bugs that you had never seen before, crawling around on the forest floor or fluttering through the air. There was no doubt that you had made it to the next area and had come a little closer to your destination. Still entranced, you take a step out of the shade of the trees and it feels like you are running into a wall.

The sun is now at its highest point. Framed by a bright blue sky with not even a single cloud in sight. The heat is downright oppressive and almost hostile. Apart from the chirping of a few crickets somewhere further out in the grass, it is eerily quiet. Even the wind seems to have retreated to other parts of this land.

“Should we wait until the sun goes down?” Moon towers up next to you. His eyes narrow slightly against the dazzling light of the sun as his gaze wanders over the open terrain. The sight of him standing there wrapped in his heavy, warm coat almost makes you break out in a sweat. If he does mind the heat, he certainly doesn't show it.

You follow his gaze. Let your eyes wander into the distance. To the scattered trees and bushes that offer none to little protection. Is Moon looking for something in particular? Well, you could be mistaken. “So? What do you think?” you hear him ask.

O-oh! That's right, he asked you a question. A little embarrassed, you look back up at him and your vines bob up and down indecisively. “Well, I guess… “ you begin, going over your options in your head once more. Sure, your journey would be more pleasant in the evening, when the temperatures usually start to drop again. But it was still so long until then and in the end you wouldn't have much time before it would be too dark to continue.

Of course, you were aware that you were in no hurry. There was nothing urging you or Moon and you had already made numerous detours on your way here or paused to enjoy the scenery.

But you were also itching to explore this new area. The vast meadows with all their new and unknown flowers and other small and large wonders that they might be hiding. You didn't know why, but being here together with Moon, made your heart skip faster.

You open your mouth hesitantly. “If you don't mind, I'd like to go a little further,” you admit truthfully, feeling strangely nervous because you're not sure if you're causing Moon any inconvenience with this. Perhaps he has suggested waiting, precisely because the heat is getting to him more than he lets on or- Your thoughts are interrupted when you feel a hand on your shoulder. A soft squeeze. You blink. Your eyes travel from the hand on your shoulder up the sleeve right to the face of its owner. … Since when was Moon's face so close?

Deeply leaning towards you, his eyes rest on you. “I don't mind at all. But let's at least head towards the lake,” he suggests. Towards the lake? You follow his eyes, across the meadow and westwards, where a few small groups of trees and bushes are growing in the distance. The suggestion makes perfect sense. If you were to continue in a straight line, there would be miles of open terrain ahead of you. In comparison, the route along the lake seems much more inviting. A smile darts across your lips as you realize once more what a thoughtful person Moon was. You're really grateful that he joined you on your journey.

“Yes, that sounds good. Besides, we could cool off at the lake after all that legwork,” you agree with a grin. A gentle smile appears in Moon's eyes as he slowly stands back up to his full height and - unfortunately - withdraws his hand from your shoulder. For a moment, you can still feel the faint echo of a pleasant tingling sensation that his fingers have left there.

“Just as you wish, my little duckling.” Duckling? Stunned, you stare after him as he takes the first steps ahead through the tall grass, before you come to your senses and hurry after him with quick steps. You're not sure whether your face feels so warm because of the new nickname or the heat.

-

“This way,” Moon's voice is no more than a whisper as you duck down and move quietly behind the thick foliage of the tall bushes. Your heart is still hammering as hard against your chest as if it were a woodpecker relentlessly hammering its beak against a tree. You try to somehow control the trembling in your hands by clenching them tightly together. Don't make a sound. As long as you stay close to Moon, everything will be fine. You silently watch as Moon pushes aside a few branches to peek through a gap between the leaves. Was it still there? You couldn't help but think back to the strange flickering, crimson lights between the group of trees you had headed for on your way to the lake. Something had moved along with the lights in the shadows of the trees. In a way that was unlike any animal you knew… You struggle to hold back a strangled whimper. It's all good. It's all good… A few seconds ago, Moon had grabbed you in an instant - an alarmed expression on his face - and pulled you with him to the bushes where you were seeking shelter now. You can hear footsteps nearby as you both crouch down even further. Moon turns around to face you. Putting a finger to his lips as he inches closer to your side.

-

He hates to see you so anxious. The delicate vines on your stole curled up so tightly and trembling like the thin branches in a winter storm on the verge of snapping. He needed a plan to get you out of here safely. A secure route out of this predicament. Who could have guessed that some beast was lurking out here. “It's all right. It doesn't know where we are,” he whispers quietly to you. To be honest, he has no idea what this… thing actually is. Even just now, he hadn't been able to get a good look without risking being spotted. And what little he had seen had stirred an obscure feeling of unease in him that he had never experienced before. All his instincts screamed at him to stay away. Those glowing red lights whose contours were constantly changing… He had never seen anything like it before. And if possible, he would make sure it stayed that way. If only to ensure your safety. He listens carefully to the footsteps. How they first came closer and then turned away again and became quieter. Good… Perhaps he will be able to scout out a safe path for you.

-

“Stay here. I'll have a quick look around the area to see if there's any way to avoid that thing without it noticing us again,” Moon whispers to you. You feel a lump in your throat at these words. Is Moon going to do this all by himself? The idea frightens you. He shouldn't have to do this alone… You want to make yourself useful too… “But Moon… I should also… “ you murmur in a quivering voice. However, Moon just shakes his head silently. “… don't worry about me. Everything will be fine. Promise me you'll wait here." You're still not really comfortable with that thought. But… in the end, you nod with a heavy heart. Maybe Moon is right. Maybe you would just be a drag on him. To be honest… your legs still feel so wobbly, like they're being pushed back and forth by ocean waves. If you accompany him like this, you'll just end up tripping over your own feet and risk to get caught. “ … I… “ you begin still heavy-hearted: “ … I will wait for you here. I promise… ” Moon looks relieved. You know he's just worried, but you feel terrible about letting him go off on his own. And yet… the little smile and his hand, which he gently places on your head for a moment, gives you a little bit of courage. “My brave little Snowflake… ” He says it so proudly… so lovingly. Yet you feel anything but brave. And still, you want to put on a brave face for him. To not worry him any further. “Just hold on a little longer, alright?” “Yes, just Moon… Please take care of yourself.” Just as he turns around and says: “I will” you catch a small glimpse of a smile on his lips.

-

Despite trying to sound somewhat confident earlier, you feel hopelessly lost now that Moon is gone. With your legs pulled close to your body and your arms wrapped around them, you huddle yourself into the leaves and branches to hide as best you can. Every second that passes feels like an hour. Your senses feel like they are running at full speed. Hypersensitive to every little movement or the slightest rustle of leaves around you. Hopefully Moon will be back soon… The crack of a breaking branch makes you flinch. Unconsciously, your breath catches until you realize that the sound came from somewhere behind you. On the other side of your hiding place. Moon? A passing animal? Or was it… ? You swallow hard. Carefully and as quietly as possible, you shift your weight. Slowly you get up to your knees and turn around. For a moment you hesitate. Stuck between the urge to see where the noise came from or simply to stay hidden as Moon had advised. No… It's all good. If you were careful and didn't venture too far from your hiding place, a quick look wouldn't hurt. You take a deep breath. Carefully pushing your feet off the ground and straightening up until you can peek over the edge of the bushes. Your heart almost stops when your gaze is reciprocated. With the sun in it's back, you see a tall figure towering above you. Shadows lie across their oddly shaped face and the effect is only heightened by the two lights blazing upwards on both their shoulders. You stare at each other. Neither of you moves. As if you were both frozen to stone. Too startled by the encounter to even make a sound.

-

He's the first out of you two to awaken from his stupor. A blink. And another, as if he couldn't quite believe his own eyes. What are you? He's never seen anything as strange as you in his entire life. He carefully raises his hands and pushes the top branches of the bushes a little further aside to get a better look at you. You seem so small compared to him. A bit like a frightened animal that could run away at any given moment. He finds it difficult to take his eyes off you. And actually, he doesn't want to. He's much more interested in finding out what or who you are. His upper body tilts curiously closer to you.

-

Oh dear! So much for staying hidden. And Moon still hadn't returned. But now it - or he? - had discovered you. Contrary to your earlier concerns, he doesn't look as if he's about to attack you. And… the longer you stare at each other in silence, the more you hope that the situation might not be as grim as you initially feared. Maybe… maybe he's actually quite nice? He reminds you even a tiny bit of Moon. “Uhm… well… hi?” a little shy and somewhat tense, you raise a hand and try to give him a small smile, even though your heart is about to jump out of your chest from sheer nervousness. Even your vines are trying to hide under your stole.

_

You can speak! He could hardly believe it! And the way you're standing there in front of him… So insecure and with that shy smile on your face as you look at him with your big eyes, it reminds him of a newborn fawn. Simply adorable! He absolutely needed to know more about you!

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Before you can even react, he grabs you under your shoulders and scoops you up to the level of his own face. A broad, almost beaming grin adorns the stranger's face as he says in an unexpectedly chipper tone: "Oh my! Aren't you an interesting little fellow! What's your name, my friend?" Seems like he really is harmless after all.

TBC

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Soooooo that's Sun! Yay! His first appearance in the story! He is such a goofy goofball.

[cloudcountry]

you're beautiful

Genre/Tropes: Comfort (Reader to Azul)

Summary: The reader is hanging at the pool till aces ruff housing ends up with y/n falling into the pool and as they were trying to swim back up they got a cramp and started to sink deeper into the pool panicking and they hear a splash (the rest I’ll leave up to u author Chan but if u could sneak a kiss between them it would be super cute 🥰)

Author's Comments: didn't sneak a kiss oops but its very fluffy comfort C:

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Maybe taking a solo trip with Ace and Deuce to Octavinelle’s pool wasn’t the best idea.

Ace kept running around on the slick tiled floors, bare feet slapping annoyingly across the gorgeous blues and greens. With Deuce still in the locker room, there was nobody to rein him in—even though Deuce would likely start running after him and it would be up to you to stop them. His laughs bounce off the walls and he comes skidding to a stop right in front of you with a mischievous smirk. Before you can say anything to him, he shoves you into the pool with his whole body weight, falling in with you as your body hits the water. The sting of chlorine in your nose makes you hack and cough and kick, which Ace seems to find oh so amusing. You make a gargled noise that was supposed to sound like stop, but it sounds nothing like that at all.

“Come onnnn, Prefect. Now is just the time to decompress!” he sighs, resting on his back in the pool and leisurely floating as if he didn’t just body slam you into the water.

“It’d be more relaxing if you weren’t here.” you shoot back, sending your scariest death glare his way.

Ace could be so annoying sometimes.

“Wah wah.” Ace whines mockingly, shooting you a smug grin as he lifts his head up, “Bet Deuce would whine less than you.”

“I beg to differ.” you huff, flicking some cold water at his face.

Ace yelps and wipes it away, glaring at you now, too.

“Bet. I’ll prove it to you.” he snickers, splashing over to the other end of the pool and climbing out in the most ungraceful way possible.

You open your mouth to remind him of the “two people in the pool at a time so they always have someone with them in case they start to drown” policy, but he’s already out the door. You roll your eyes and opt to get out of the pool too, because better safe than sorry, right?

You begin to make your way over to the stairs, but just then the unthinkable happens.

Your leg starts to cramp up.

You flinch and reach down to massage it, and in that split second you find yourself sinking. You thrash to try and keep your head above water, but your cramp is only getting worse and you can only make out a strangled help before you’re pulled under.

You try kicking furiously to reach air again, thinking of how stupid this is and how dumb of a way this is to die, but you hear a splash and suddenly you’re saved by two unfamiliar arms and a mass of black and a bare chest. You weren't underwater for long, but the panic you felt at the prospect of drowning has your head spinning.

You break the surface of the water and find yourself curling into your savior’s chest, but you almost fall back into the water when you see his face.

It’s Azul.

His skin is tinged purple with black designs twisting over his chest. He’s staring down at you with an expression that’s clearly a mix of fury and disappointment.

“Hey.” you smile awkwardly, shrinking in on yourself.

“What are you doing!” he hisses through gritted teeth, staring so intensely at you that you that you’d think he was trying to burn holes into you, “What in Urusula’s name convinced you that swimming alone was a good idea?”

“I wasn’t alone! Ace and Deuce are here, they just…” you cross your arms over your chest, “Well...Ace was here. He left to go get Deuce. I was trying to get out of the pool when my leg cramped up.”

Azul sighs, the sound so relieved and ragged that you feel a dagger of guilt pierce your chest.

“Legs…” he mumbles, swiping the thumb against your thigh over the wet skin, “So pretty, yet so useless in water.”

Your face goes warm. You’ll unpack that later.

You almost don’t comprehend the useless part. Almost.

“You’re lucky I was here…if I hadn’t…” he presses his forehead against yours, clenching his eyes shut, “Prefect, please never do that again.”

“I won’t. I’m sorry.” you cling to him too, partly because you feel the weight of what just happened bearing down on you and partly because it just feels right.

Azul breathes in and out slowly, and you follow his lead. The two of you are still floating in the pool, and briefly you wonder why Ace hasn’t gotten back yet. (Maybe this is all just an Octavinelle scheme and Jade and Floyd are running interference. Then again, maybe your boys are just strangling each other. Either one is plausible.)

Your mind shifts to Azul’s merform, and you turn to face him out of curiosity. He looks confused as you stare, but after a few beats of you just looking he seems to remember what form he’s in. He flushes a soft pink, clears his throat, sets you down on the poolside, and before you can tell him that you don’t mind and that you think he’s beautiful he’s diving beneath the water and leaving you alone.

You furrow your brow and shift positions to lay on your belly. The water ripples as you reach for it, dipping your fingers into the chilly pool. You’re disappointed when nothing happens. The reflection of your face is staring back at you, the overheard lights glaring against the smooth, crystalline surface. It’s so calm, you’d almost believe that Azul just teleported away.

“Azul.” you call out, waving your hand around in the water to hopefully entice him back up, “Azul, come back.”

Nothing.

“Azul…” you sigh, “Can you come back up here, please?”

You wait in silence for a few moments, staring down at the water as you crane your neck to see into the pool. When nothing happens, you flop back with a deep sigh. You wish Azul could feel more comfortable with you, but you aren’t sure how to get him to open up-

A tentacle curls around your wrist, and you jump in surprise. It rips away from you and a mass of black flinches away from the surface, but you jump up and thrust your hand into the water to let him know that it's okay.  You feel him take it and squeeze, but he stays underwater.

“I’m sorry, Azul. You just surprised me, that’s all.” you hum, “...you can touch me. I promise I’m not repulsed. I think you’re beautiful.”

Silence.

“Do you want me to see you?” you ask, “Squeeze my hand once if no, twice for yes.”

He squeezes your hand. Once.

“But I already saw you.” you whisper, “You don’t need to hide. Here—come here, Azul. Do what you did before again.”

A few bubbles pop at the surface. You can only assume he just huffed, but he does what you ask. A tentacle curls around your wrist, this time more shy, and you slowly reach down to touch it. He flinches, and you stop, but he doesn’t pull away completely.

“Thank you for doing that. I mean it when I say you’re beautiful.” you say, rubbing your thumb over the slick appendage, “I promise nothing bad will happen if you let me see you again, Azul.”

And you link your pinky with his.

He understands.

His head pops up out of the water, and instead of the soft pink you saw earlier his face is red. A water droplet slides down his cheek, and you’re not sure if it's actual water or his tears, but you don’t pry. You take your hand away from his tentacle to reach out for him.

“There you are, pretty.” you smile, gently pressing your palm to his cheek.

“There’s no need to butter me up.” he huffs. A different tentacle lifts out of the water and curls around your arm.

“I like them. They’re pretty, just like you.” you say, and he knows you’re not lying because you don’t yank your hand away in disgust at the slimy texture or a suckers or the sopping limb that’s so unnatural.

“Ah…” he flushes again, sinking into the water and blowing irritated bubbles, “You’re a strange one indeed.”

“And you’re beautiful.” you say, and he dunks his head back in the water to hide his blush but you’re too busy laughing with glee to chastise him.

Azul will come around one of these days. You’ll see to it.

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Kokuyou Birthday 2024 4* Card Story

chapter 1 -starless hallway-

kokuyou: Oh so you’re here today huh? Come to enjoy my hospitality this month have you?

saki: Wah?

kokuyou: I’m talking about the special butler service we’ll be doing for my birth month. I figured I should at least get used to the outfit first. Not like I’ve got much choice. I’m too old to be throwing a fit and saying I don’t wanna do it.

saki: That’s very mature of you.

kokuyou: But still, last year we all made merry choosing presents and this year we’re cosplaying butlers? As usual, the way this store works ain’t normal.

saki: (I can’t imagine Kokuyou-san acting like a proper butler and serving guests like that at all.)

kokuyou: What’s with that strange look you’re giving me? Anyways, look forward to it, yeah?

saki: Huh?

kokuyou: You’re way to easy to read. C’mon, I’ll escort you to your seat.

-starless restaurant area-

kokuyou: Here’s the menu. I’ll attend to the other guests while you decide what you’d like to order. Is that ok?

saki: Ah, yes. That’s fine.

kokuyou: Sorry, I’ll be right back.

-koku moves to another guest-

kokuyou: Hey, you’re a regular aren’t you? Your seat is this way, follow me.

-koku moves to another guest-

kokuyou: I don’t need to give you a long welcome spiel do I? So, what do you wanna order?

Got it, I’ll bring it out once it’s ready… What, you think I’m lacking as a butler? I’m missing a my butler’s smile? Hah, you must still be half asleep. That’s not what you really want from me is it?

saki: (H-he’s killing it out there!)

-koku moves to another guest-

kokuyou: I see your glass is empty. What would you like for your next drink? You’ll leave it to me? I’ll make sure to get you something real exciting then.

Yeah of course it’ll be low on the alcohol, the show hasn’t even started yet after all.

Ah sure, you can take one quick photo. I’m only giving this kinda service while it’s my birthday month, so you better enjoy it.

-

chapter 2 -starless lobby-

saki: (I wonder if Kokuyou-san is still in the restaurant area?)

-cg

kokuyou: You’re still here? I thought you’d gone home already. Today’s butler service has already ended I’m afraid, all the guests have left. Or did you forget your bag or something?

saki: No, but I did forget to say something… Happy Birthday, Kokuyou-san. I’m glad I got to celebrate such a special day with you.

kokuyou: …Yeah, thanks.

kokuyou: ……..

kokuyou: Hey, do you still have some time?

saki: Hm? Yes.

kokuyou: Wait there in that seat then.

-koku leaves-

saki: (Kokuyou-san…? I wonder what he’s doing.)

-time pass, koku returns-

kokuyou: —I am most sorry for the wait, my lady.

saki: …!?

kokuyou: Please enjoy this drink. I prepared it just for you, Miss Saki.

saki: Wh- Huuuh…!?

kokuyou: Tonight please allow me to take care of whatever it is that you wish.

saki: I couldn’t make you do that…! Um, Kokuyou-san…?

kokuyou: …Pfft, how come you’re freaking out? I’m a butler at the moment, right? So you should act the part too.

saki: Huh!?

kokuyou: So, my lady. What is it that you desire?

choice:

Have tea together / Don’t be unreasonable! / Excuse yourself

>have tea together

saki: Would you like to join me for some tea?

kokuyou: Very well. Then, please allow me to take the seat beside you.

saki: O-of course…!

-koku sits down-

kokuyou: Hahahah, we’re both pretty bad at this huh? You can’t stay in character at all.

saki: That’s because you sprung this on me so suddenly, I couldn’t help but be surprised!

kokuyou: I think that should do it. I had just been planning to entertain you a little as thanks for the birthday wishes but I ended up having fun myself.

I don’t consider my birthday to be anything special, its just another normal day like any other. However, it wasn’t half bad hearing you congratulate me. So thanks, Saki.

I’ll make sure to properly play my part as your butler for the rest of the month, so come and visit the store whenever you feel like it. I’ll have to say this every time won’t I?

“Welcome back, my lady.”

—end

other choices:

>don’t be unreasonable

saki: Hmph! You’re being unreasonable!

kokuyou: Hah… My deepest apologies. Please grant me your forgiveness, my lady.

saki: Oh, no! I’m sorry too— Ah, wait, oops…

kokuyou: Hahahah, we’re both pretty bad at this huh? You can’t stay in character at all.

>excuse yourself

saki: Please excuse me.

kokuyou: What are you saying, my lady?

saki: Uhh… I can’t think of anything else to say…!

kokuyou: Hahahah, we’re both pretty bad at this huh? You can’t stay in character at all.