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luckyarchivist · 9 months ago

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Touchstarved LIs and Fanfiction AUs They Should Be In

Haven't been able to stop thinking about the people who said Ais is "always the tattoo artist in tattoo shop/flower shop AU". I don't even like tattoo shop/flower shop like that but it was such a correct thing to say and I have to acknowledge that. So here's that plus AUs I've seen that I think the LIs should be in.

Ais

Flower shop/tattoo shop, as mentioned. This one is TOO good. Come ON. Ais as the hot-ass owner of the local tattoo shop? Him listening to your idea for a tattoo and then smoothly and easily inking it into your skin and telling you you're good when you don't cry? I don't even need to explain this one. It makes sense in like every way.

NASCAR/Formula One AU. The idea of him getting out of that car sweaty as hell in the full racing suit after crushing a track record? Like, taking off the helmet and shaking his hair out and looking like he couldn't give less of a shit about winning first place? Yeah. I am not immune to vroom vroom

Mermaid AU but he's a bull shark or an octopus, not a fish. IDK if I want his claspers or his tentacles more, but either way he should be lurking in the briny deep and protecting me from the real ocean monsters and threatening to eat me even though he probably doesn't mean it, probably.

Vere

Magic/Witches AU. - C'monnnn, he's already so witchy! He's got the sleeves and everything. And yes I know TS already has magic in it, but you know what I mean. He, like, lives in the spooky forest and the people of the village are deathly afraid of him, but you need his magical help, so against the wishes of family and friends you seek him out. And he forces you through a series of dangerous illusions as a trial and, when you successfully pass them, finally agrees to help you for a price...

Royalty AU as either the capricious king of a powerful nation or that king's advisor, formal or informal (smart concubine). I've never seen Game of Thrones but that kind of castle politics, shadowy backstabbing shit seems right up his alley.

Modern AU as an artist: I already talked about this with Vere as an artist and game dev, but I think it'd be so funny if Vere was just sitting in a coffee shop (local, Starbucks is below him) trying to finish his commissions in peace because his roommate(s) are annoying and/or distracting. Honestly, Vere would also rock as a modern AU witch, like urban fantasy type.

Leander

Barista/Bartender AU. He's so extroverted and congenial I have to put him in a drink service AU. He definitely has a "time to mix drinks and save lives" type of work ethic behind the counter. He remembers regular customers and their drink orders, he is LIBERAL with discounts, and he leaves little notes to the people he thinks are cute.

Serial killer AU. I am so basic and even though I have no desire to watch or listen to true crime now, I was raised on the Investigation Discovery Channel and I've never lost that. Look at his fucking face. He's asking for it to be covered in blood. Even better if this is combined with the above AU and he's a sweet server by day and a ruthless murderer by night but he keeps the same wide, pleasant, and genuine smile on because both things are things he loves to do. Even BETTER if he has an obsession with one of his regulars and starts killing people around them in an attempt to get closer with them.

Theatre AU. Siiiighs. Yeah, I'm a theatre kid. And I just know this guy would be one of those actors who wants to be a mentor/older brother figure for any new troupe-members. He's walking you through all the vocal warmups. He's offering to help you run lines. He's driving you home after rehearsals. He is a triple threat, but he doesn't prefer musicals because he doesn't like singing in front of an audience (even though he's an amazing singer). And I just know props absolutely hates him because he keeps touching shit that isn't his.

Kuras

Hospital AU and Angels/Demons AU is too easy. Instead, I'm giving him the flower shop owner in flower shop/tattoo shop AU. Anyone here like KurAis? Anyways, I think it would be sweet to have him be the super-tall, kind but a little awkward and very knowledgeable owner of a flower shop. He probably enjoys crafting bouquets that have meaning in flower language. And yes, he knows about the nice meanings and the rude meanings, so you can get a "fuck you" bouquet from Kuras.

Detroit Become Human AU as an android. I barely remember D:BH but it was one of the first things that occurred to me when thinking about AUs for Kuras. Maybe because he'd be the kind of android who was like, "Don't worry, I'm not a real person, it's okay if I get shot repeatedly," and wouldn't understand why someone would be concerned about him anyways.

Elementary school teacher/single parent AU but I don't know if I want him to be the teacher or the parent. Do I want him to look after a group of children, making efforts to understand their silly little words and communicate with them so they learn and feel cared for? Or do I want him to be the struggling single parent who is so happy to see their child finally getting the attention they deserve outside the house? IDK, but I'd be happy either way.

Mhin

Superhero AU. They're kinda already halfway to superhero gear with the hood and the cape and the tight pants, but I think it be cool for them to dart from rooftop to rooftop, saving civilians and fighting crime. IDK if it'd be cooler if they were half-hero half-villain (controlled by their bird-monster side and wreaking havoc) or if it'd just be nice to have a crow hero motif. Anyway they save me and I'm a reporter who uses my reporter contacts to try and track them down not knowing they're actually my upstairs neighbor who I bring shepherd's pie and strawberry cupcakes to sometimes.

The other tattoo artist in tattoo shop/flower shop. You know how there's always some other character working in one or both of the shops? Ayeah that's Mhin. Number one, I think it'd be hot if they had tattoos. But even if they don't they're still hot when they give the tattoo because focus and skill are attractive. They're talented enough that Ais keeps them around even though they hate him. They never talk to him even though he's their boss. Over the course of the fic Mhin and Ais get closer b/c Kuras is friends with both of them and he wants them to like each other.

Angel/Demon AU as an angel because I want them to be corrupted :) I want them to be forced to submit to their own worst impulses :) and eventually realize that being evil makes them feel good and more importantly liberated and in control :) also maybe they can get wrecked by a demon please :)

Aaaand the DLC cast gets one as a treat!

Sen

Pacific Rim AU but PLEASE don't ask me why. I don't even REMEMBER Pacific Rim. But the clarity with which I could imagine Sen in a Pacific Rim AU is startling. She's gruff and she doesn't want to partner up with you, a rookie, but somehow you have perfect chemistry in the mech she doesn't want to acknowledge. She's too reckless out of disregard for her life, and you reel her in; you're inexperienced, and she fixes your mistakes. Then one day she starts to notice that she's guarding her own life more fiercely than ever before...because of you.

If that's not what Pacific Rim is about shhhh don't correct me /j

Elyon

Easy answer is pornstar/industry AU or camming AU but I'll never take the easy way out. And I know we don't know shit about the guy but I think reincarnation AU would kinda hit with him. His promo talks about wanting things money can't buy? Like possibly the ability to save his soulmate from dying and forgetting him over and over while he retains the memories of every life they've both shared and lived separately, as friends, lovers, enemies, and strangers? That would go hard imo.

If you read all of that, thanks! I hope you enjoyed~

#luckyfiction #touchstarved game #touchstarved vn #ais #vere #leander #kuras #mhin #sen #elyon #touchstarved au #was gonna include psychopass au but istg i'll put ANYBODY in psychopass #when i rewatch psychopass s1? it's over for y'all #also don't get me STARTED on omegaverse #maybe later i'll do smthn for that #(if people won't strangle me)#anw that ppt post is so fucking funny #i started laughing all over again please look at it if you haven't

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nirvanawrites111 · 1 year ago

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Falling For The Dark Lord (Sub!Taemin x Afab!Reader) Subby!September

Genre: Yandere!Taemin Non-Idol AU, Femdom, They/Them pronouns, mentions of vagina/ breasts

Pairing: Taemin x Afab!Reader

Word Count: 4583

Warning: Yandere vibes, mentions/admitting to killing, thigh riding, unprotected sex, creampie, smut, Taemin is OBSESSED with y/n, mommy kink, femdom, not edited that much.. I'm exhausted but wanted to finished this.

Scenario: Y/n is a bartender at Taemin's favorite bar and they end up hooking up.

Tag list: @warmwintersworld @ddeonghwassimp @reallysparklychaos

Minors and ageless blogs PLS DO NOT INTERACT, THANK YOU.

SMUT BELOW THE CUT.

A chilling wind rustled the trees, their branches swaying in a slow, eerie dance.

"So who the hell is Y/n?" Jongin's voice cut through the stillness, tinged with curiosity and skepticism.

Taemin's eyes were transfixed by the mesmerizing play of light before them.

The heart of the fire blazed with bright ember, its warmth cascading over them, attempting to erase the evidence it consumed.

The crisp, smoky scent wafted in the air, mingling with the subtle hum of crickets in the background, painting a bizarre tapestry of peace in this otherwise grim setting.

"A beautiful being that is the most beautiful and amazing human I've ever seen. The way that Y/n walks into a room and emits such a powerful aura," Taemin takes a moment to collect his thoughts as he daydreams about you. He can vividly picture your face, beautiful melanin, curly hair, and perfect curvy body. He snaps back into reality. "They are literally breathtaking, and I've been searching for years to find someone like them," Taemin finishes his description of you.

Taemin quickly notices Jongin's head tilt, a silhouette against the fire's glow.

"No, way. You can't be this obsessed with a mere human?" Jongin's jaw drops in disbelief. "Taemin, do you know who you are?" Jongin questions his best friend.

Jongin and Taemin have traveled countless dimensions and realms, yet the charm of a single human on this Earth was something that Jongin finds hard to believe.

"Yes, I know I am Lee Taemin, the dark lord and ruler of the Underworld. Yeah, yeah. I know," Taemin jokes with his best friend.

The weight of his prestigious title and power means nothing if he cannot be with you. There is nothing in this world, or any other realm, that he wouldn't do to prove his undeniable love for you.

The forest around them felt alive, its heart beating in sync with Taemin's longing.

"How do you even know this person?" Jongin's voice held a sharpness, hinting at his protective streak.

"Does it matter?" Taemin raises a questioning brow as he looks on at his best friend.

"It does."

"Y/n works at Sinner's Club, and I only allow them to serve me. I think we have a good connection. I plan to ask them out on a date."

"Let me get this straight. You're willing to do anything for this person, and you haven't even gone on a date with them?"

"Yes, but once they realize how committed I am, they will easily want to be with me."

"Okay, well, don't get your heartbroken when the answer is hell no."

"It won't be."

"Alright, well. This carcass is almost gone. I will clean everything up for you."

"Thanks, best friend."

***

Inside Sinner's Club, the vibrant pulse of music vibrated through the air, a mix of intoxicating beats and colored lights. As you deftly shook the mixer, the shimmering liquid inside gleamed, mimicking the rhythm of the club.

You pour the concoction into a glass with practiced ease.

"Y/n! What's going on, boo? The tips are good tonight... am I right?" Alena's voice held a cheery note.

As she rang up a drink order, her fingers danced on the counter, the cardholder and pen lined up neatly for the patron.

"Yes, it's good tonight," you respond, feeling the vibration of the bass through the soles of your shoes.

"Have you seen Frank?"

"No, I can't say I have," Alena replied.

The chatter and sound of glasses died down as a cold breeze blew in, giving you the chills. You could smell the rain and that fresh road smell, mixed in with the bar's vibes of citrus, strong whiskey, and the random scent of someone's perfume. As you filled the margarita glass, you felt someone familiar and exciting sit nearby.

Taemin.

His stoic figure grounds into the first bar stool close to your side of the bar. He removes his hat to reveal that his black hair is gelled back. The scar across the left eye doesn't take away from the beauty of this man. His beautiful eyelids are dusted in a dark eyeshadow, and his lips have a faint light gloss to highlight his plump, juicy lips.

Not to mention, tonight, he's just a little more revealing than usual. His neck is adorned in gold jewelry, but nothing too flashy. What makes you take a double look is he's wearing a blazer without a shirt.

You make quick eye contact with him as you are already working on his signature drink, the cosmic chameleon.

Without hesitation, you slide to him and place the drink before him.

"Hi, Y/n," his voice, deep and slightly raspy, but for you, holds so much warmth. A smile curves at his lips, and you mirror his action.

"Hi, Taemin. How are you doing tonight?"

Your favorite customer has arrived, and his presence being here will make your job a little easier. You can engage in a bit of conversation that doesn't feel forced.

You and Taemin talk about various things that cater to your special interests—his love of 70s funk, 80s R&B, aliens, conspiracy theories. You two always find something interesting to talk about.

He's also very attentive and courteous, making your interactions with him memorable.

He leans in, the hint of a playful smirk curving his lips, and inhales deeply. "I'm good. My favorite drink. You know me too well." He brings the glass to his lips to taste it.

"What can I say? You're one of my favorite customers. So, I could never forget what you like," you playfully toss back.

"Really?"

"Yes, you tip so well, and we always have the best conversations. You make my job easy."

"Well, no one makes my favorite drink like you."

"Thank you, Taemin."

"Did you see that the government finally admits that aliens exist?"

"Yeah, it's a bit too late since I already knew it was true."

As the night goes on, your hands move with practiced ease, shaking, stirring, and serving.

But your senses were hyper-aware of Taemin. The occasional brush of his gaze felt like sunlight on your skin, warm and unwavering, yet not overly intrusive.

You couldn't help but wonder if his frequent visits had more to do with his preference for you versus the drinks.

"I see your boyfriend is here," Alena's teasing whisper brushes past your ear, her floral perfume briefly overpowering the cocktail aromas.

"He's not my boyfriend. He just really likes those drinks."

"No, he likes you. He won't ever let me serve him. He always waits for you."

"That's not true."

"Okay. Sure, continue to be delulu."

The evening was starting to wind down, and as you wiped the bar top, the cold, smooth granite under your fingers provided a brief respite.

Approaching Taemin, the anticipatory beat of your heart seemed to play in tune with the background music.

"Do you want anything to eat?"

"No, I'm good. I ate before I came here."

"Okay, you want anything else?"

His hesitation was tangible, a thick, tension-filled pause that seemed to stretch. The ambient noise fades as you focus solely on him, waiting.

"I would love to take you out on a date."

A date?

The rush of emotions is overwhelming, and you think about having a balance between work and personal life. So, you tread with caution.

"I'm flattered that you want to take me out... but..."

The intensity in his eyes was almost palpable, and as he leaned in slightly.

"But?"

"I can't go tonight. But, I'm free on Sunday because that's a slow day for the bar."

His smile, radiant and genuine, was enough to warm the entire room. "Perfect. I can't wait. May I have your number so I can pick you up?"

"Of course."

***

The soft glow of the vanity mirror illuminates your features, creating the perfect ambiance for Alena to work her magic on your eyelids. The smooth bristle of the brush tickles your eyelids.

"So, are you going to give Taemin some ass or nah?" Alena asks you the million-dollar question of the night. Her fingers pause just for a moment, and she assesses her work.

"I don't know, girl, maybe," you reply, playfully twirling a strand of your hair.

"I mean, it's been how long since you last hooked up with anyone? He's very attractive. Even though he's not my type.."

She leans back, placing the eyeliner on the counter and retrieving a lip color.

"What's your type?"

"Not cold.. but friendly.. smiles a lot, kinda like the guy he comes in with. I think his name is Jongin."

Your fingers tap against the vanity.

Taemin's reserved demeanor is something you have grown to admire. It's like unlocking a puzzle each time you two talk, "Taemin isn't cold."

Alena smirks, brushing the lip color gently onto your lips, "Yes, he is. I wouldn't even think he had a pulse if I didn't observe how his whole energy shifts when he sees you."

***

Taemin walks up to your place, the buzz of the evening city behind him. He's kinda jittery, and butterflies are fluttering in his belly. He never gets nervous about anything.

Taking a deep breath, he hits the doorbell.

As he waits, he practices his line under his breath, "Would you like to rule the underworld with me?"

He wonders if you'd think it's cool or just plain weird.

"Hi, Taemin," The pitch of your voice, so often casual and playful during his visits to the Sinner's Club, holds a hint of something more tonight. It's that added inflection, a rise at the end, that catches his attention.

"Hi, Y/n. You look stunning," he manages to say, though it feels like he's drowning in the vast ocean of words he wishes to share.

But he holds back, his eyes unwavering, only meeting yours. There's no wandering gaze, no hidden intent. He wants your heart, and your soul, not just a superficial connection.

Your teasing tone snaps him back. "Thank you, you clean up pretty nice ya self."

He chuckles, feeling the weight in his chest lighten. "Thank you." His words are simple, but the emotions behind them are anything but. Every compliment, every kind gesture from you, feels like the universe aligning just for him.

Your eyes lock again, and the moment feels electric, charged. "Well, I'm ready if you are."

A slight smirk plays on his lips. "Yes! Your chariot awaits."

***

You are nestled in a cozy corner of the city's most coveted restaurant. The soft hum of chatter surrounds you, intermingled with the clinking of glassware and the delicate melodies of a live piano playing in the background.

The warm, ambient lighting creates an intimate atmosphere, highlighting the gilded edges of the decor and the gentle flicker of candlelight on your table.

The aromas are intoxicating. Wafts of roasted garlic, fresh herbs, and seared meats tease your senses, making your mouth water in anticipation.

Alena had spoken volumes about the truffle risotto and the house special steak here. As the waiter sets down a basket of freshly baked bread, the buttery scent fills the air.

"Taemin, I've been dying to get into this restaurant. How'd you manage to pull this off?" You question, picking up a piece of the warm bread, its softness yielding to your touch.

"I have connections."

The bread melts in your mouth, a perfect balance of crisp crust and fluffy center, leaving a delightful aftertaste that makes you reach for another piece.

"Wow, this is impressive. How'd you know I wanted to go here?"

"Lucky guess."

As you continue chatting, the waiter places two dishes before you. The aroma intensifies; your dish, a rich and creamy risotto, is sprinkled with freshly shaved truffles.

Taemin has a perfectly seared steak, steam wafting up, carrying the scents of rosemary and a hint of red wine reduction.

"Well, you already are surprising me so much. So, tell me about yourself. What do you do for a living?"

"I own a freelance business."

You take a bite of your risotto, the flavors bursting on your tongue, the truffles providing an earthy note that complements the creamy texture perfectly.

"Okay, what is your business about?"

"I do solutions consulting. It's pretty boring, but it pays the bills. I don't want to bore you with the details," Taemin waves his hands, spearing a piece of his steak and savoring the juicy, rich taste.

"No, I'm very interested in learning more about you. You seem so intriguing."

"People come to me when they have a specific problem, and I create a strategy to eliminate it."

Your phone's insistent buzzing interrupts the symphony of flavors in your mouth. You excuse yourself and pull out your phone.

"Sorry, Taemin. I had my phone on Do Not Disturb, but my friend must have an emergency."

"No worries."

You scroll through your messages and see the flood of texts from Alena about how your boss, Frank, is now a missing person and no one has seen him. All of his things and personal items are in his home.

The texts from Alena shift your mood entirely. The gravity of the situation contrasts sharply with the luxurious surroundings.

"Is everything alright?"

"I don't know.. my boss is missing."

"Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do?"

"I don't think so..."

You try to regain your composure, taking a sip of your wine, its velvety texture and rich flavor providing a fleeting distraction.

"You okay?" Taemin's warm smile, coupled with the comforting aroma of the food, helps to ground you.

"Yes, he's an excellent boss, and I would be so upset if anything bad happened to him."

"I'm sure he'll be found. Running a bar can be stressful, and he probably just took a vacation or something to clear his head."

The soft glow from the chandeliers cast gentle shadows over the restaurant, the intimate setting heightened by the murmur of patrons and the rich aroma of gourmet cuisine.

The candlelit table created a gentle pool of light, illuminating the exquisite dishes and their faces. The candle's warmth created a dreamy atmosphere, making the space around them feel more personal.

"You're probably right. So, you seem like a pretty mysterious guy. Can I ask you something?" you question, playing with the rim of your wine glass, the smooth cold glass contrasting with the warmth of your fingertips.

"Yeah.. sure.. anything," Taemin says, his fingers nervously tapping against the linen tablecloth.

"I don't like small talk. I like to get deep, if you know what I mean," you murmur, leaning forward slightly, the golden pendant around your neck catching a hint of the candlelight.

His dark eyes lock onto yours, trying to read the depths within. "Yeah, I do."

"So, what do you want from tonight? If you could be granted one thing, what would it be?"

"You," he breathes out.

"Me.. how? Please, Taemin, use your words for me," you say, your voice dripping with a teasing tone, making him shift uncomfortably in his plush chair.

Taemin swallows hard, eyes darting to his lap briefly, fingers intertwined.

"I would like to have you by my side. I'm not really a complicated man, but my one desire is to know that I have someone special with me during this journey called life."

The corners of your lips curl into a smirk, appreciative of his candidness. "I like your answer."

"You do?" Taemin raises an eyebrow, visibly surprised, the faintest hint of red tinting his cheeks.

"Yes. You're upfront about what you want. I think the whole "What's your favorite color? Do you have sibling conversations?" are just time wasters. I like knowing that you want me."

"You do?" His voice is barely a whisper.

"Of course, and I know something about you, too."

"What do you know?"

"You like someone who can take charge in the bedroom."

"How would you know that?"

"I attract the same type of man over and over again. Every single time, no matter how well he presents himself as super masculine or dominant. Whenever we fall into the sheets, they're always on their knees for me. Oh, better yet, they enjoy whimpering and whining to be touched. Am I right, Taemin?"

His face flushes a deep shade of crimson, his lips parting to find words but only managing a single, undeniable admission. "Yes."

"Let's get this to food to go, and see if my theory is right," You announce.

"Check, please!" Taemin calls out.

***

Taemin falls to his knees, ready to serve you however he can. He marvels at how beautiful you are and how your aura glows. He can see himself ruling the underworld with you at his side.

He stares up at you, dawned in a lacy black bra and thong with your hands on your hips.

You are the one he wants to spend eternity with, and just because you've invited him back to your place means you want him just as bad.

Who wouldn't want to serve someone like you?

As the lilac hue brushes against your melanin. Taemin smiles to himself in such awe of such a powerful being as yourself.

"Are you ready to indulge?" You ask him.

"Yes, mommy," Taemin coos, and feels butterflies flutter in his belly. The words can't leave his mouth quickly enough.

"Good boy," You reply, and stroke his dark locks of hair. Your fingertips against his scalp feel soothing more than anything. Just the mere touch of you is enough to drive him crazy.

Taemin watches you sit on the edge of your bed, and you pat your thigh.

"Come here, kitten," You command.

Taemin's ears perk up, and he crawls over to you and waits at your feet.

"Sit on my thigh."

Taemin hoists himself on your thigh and grinds his body against your thigh. The feeling alone is electric, and he's already hard just by getting on his knees for you and being in your presence. That's what you do to him. You are the only person who has ever made him feel this way.

Taemin rocks his body back and forth against your leg, and you lean back against your bed, watching him pleasuring himself. Your core throbs seeing Taemin in just his tiny black underwear. His eyes are lustful, and his length feels good against your thigh.

"How does it feel?" You ask him.

"Good.. mommy. Really.. good."

"Mmmm.. I can tell."

Taemin whimpers, and his buck even faster. His moans grow louder as his movements become more desperate. The moment's intensity overwhelms you, and you can't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through your veins.

You're enjoying letting Taemin get lost in his own pleasure. Tonight, isn't just about you, but it's about him as well.

"Mommy.. this feels so good. May I cum?" Taemin asks you. His moans are breathy.

"Not yet, kitten. I want to savor every moment of this ecstasy," You answer him, and pull him for a kiss.

Taemin's body trembles with anticipation, his need for release growing stronger with each passing second. The taste of his lips only heightens your own longing, and you find yourself unable to resist the temptation any longer.

You wrap your arm around his waist as he rubs his dick against you. You love seeing him chew at his bottom lip, trying his best not to release, but still wanting to feel the sensation of being connected to you somehow.

"Why are you so needy to cum?" You question him, to toy with him a bit.

"You.. make me this way.. riding your thigh like this. I love y-.. this." Taemin closes his eyes.

"Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me. I want to watch you cum. I bit your orgasm face is beautiful."

Taemin opens his eyes, and you can see the shyness on his face. How desperate he is to release, but also how willing he is to obey you.

"Yes, mommy... can I cum, please?" Taemin begs.

"How bad do you need to?" you ask, your voice dripping with desire.

Taemin's breath hitches as he tries to find the words to express his overwhelming craving. He looks deep into your eyes, his desperation evident in every fiber of his being.

"So bad," Taemin whimpers. It's taken everything inside of him not to release. Your compliment and calming tone are another reason why he's in love with you. Being with you is even better than he could have imagined.

Better than all the nights he's spent with his hand wrapped around his dick with you in his mind. Sometimes, he records your conversation with him at the bar, so when he goes home, he can hear your voice to help him reach his peak.

"You have no idea how much I ache for you," Taemin moans out.

"Is that so?" You taunt him.

"Yes, mommy."

"Cum for me, Taemin."

Taemin lets go and stops holding back so he can release for you. He strokes himself, and you take over by covering his hand. You milk him, and all of his cum oozes out.

"Somebody was horny," You speak. Your hand is covered in his cum, and you place it against his mouth to clean off your hand.

"It's all because of you." Taemin lies next to you, and you straddle him.

"You ready to feel all of me?" You ask.

"Yes, I'm ready, mommy."

You push your panties to the side and slide down on his thick length. You place your hands on his chest.

"Your orgasm face was beautiful, just like I thought."

"Mommy, please... I could cum again."

"You liked being praised, Taem?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well, you know you did such a good job obeying me. I know you wanted to cum so bad, but you waited. You did so good."

"Mommy... urg- please," Taemin moans.

You trace your finger on his scar. "You know your scar is beautiful to me."

"Reallly?"

"Yes, baby."

"Thank you, mommy."

You are pushing his buttons because you know he's putty in your hands. "Oh, you have to wait until I cum all over your dick, then you can cum inside me.. sounds good? Hm..?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Good, boy."

You work your hips and ride him like he rode your thigh. You play with your nipples while you stare down at him. The first time you met him, you never thought you would end up fucking your favorite customer. But, lately, you've been thinking about fucking him. Now, he's underneath you, whimpering while you ride him into oblivion.

You work your hips and clench around him, and he cries out in pleasure. You love the control you have over this man. He's so responsive to every little thing you do, and say.

At this point, you can hear how wet you are around him. It feels so good to have his dick inside of you. He fills you up nicely, and he lets you be in control.

"I love your wet pussy.. it's even better than I imagined," Taemin moans as he holds your waist.

"Oh, really? You've been imagining fucking me?"

"Yes..."

"Like this?"

"Yes, I always imagine you like this. Taking control of me. It's all I've been dreaming about the last few days."

"Damn, baby. You've been wanting me that bad?"

"Yesss.."

You like that he wants you. Hell, it's making your pussy even wetter, even though you're soaked around his dick. He slides in and out perfectly as you bounce on his dick.

"Mmm... I've been wanting you too." You pull him and kiss him for a bit as you slip your tongue into his mouth. You two are lost in the kiss as you feel yourself approaching your orgasm.

The two of you are in sync when you let go and come for the first time tonight, all while your tongue is deep inside Taemin's mouth.

"Now, you can cum inside of me."

You speed up and ride him faster, and he cums inside of you. Which triggers your body to release a second orgasm.

***

The next day, Taemin is still in your bed, and you grab your phone to see that Alena has texted you several times that they've found remains that match Frank's, your boss.

You try to process everything and walk over to your couch, trying to figure out what happened. Who would even want to kill your boss?

Taemin comes over to you in his underwear. "Good morning, beautiful."

"Hi, how'd you sleep?"

"Amazing. You?"

"Great, actually. I haven't slept in a long time. But, they found my bosses remains."

"Oh no, I'm sorry. I mean, he wasn't a good person.. anyways."

You raise a questioning eyebrow. "Ummm.. what are you talking about?"

"He always touched you a little too much. I mean, you shouldn't be subjected to a toxic workplace."

"Uh, he was just a friendly person. It wasn't like that."

"Well, I'm sorry he died."

"Thanks."

"Sorry, I hope I didn't sound insensitive or anything. I just really like you a lot, Y/n. I want you to know I'd do anything to protect you."

"I like you, too. But, we hardly know each other."

"But, last night was special.. right? That meant something to you like it did me, right?"

"Yes, it was special. Sorry, it's just a lot going on."

"It's okay."

"Where'd you get that orange ring from?" You didn't notice it last night, but it looks very similar to Frank's signature ring.

"Uh, my best friend, Jongin, gifted it to me."

"Hmm. Well, I need to be alone right now."

"No!"

You glare at him, trying to determine why his behavior seems so different. What is going on with him? Did you make a mistake by sleeping with him?

"No? Last night was fun, but I'm not interested in a relationship or anything."

"Why? Because you were fucking your boss and know you're trying to process everything?"

"Taemin? What are you talking about?"

"I mean, I can see a future with you. You might not know who I really am, but trust me, I am a pretty big deal."

"I'm not interested in dating you for status."

"Look," Taemin gets down on one knee before you. "I know finding out your boss died is a lot. But, I don't want that to outshine what happened between us last night."

"Taemin, I'm not interested. You're freaking me out, and you're acting weird."

Your phone dings, and you see that Alena sent you a picture of Taemin being wanted for the murder of your boss.

"What's wrong? Who is texting you?"

"No one, it's just an alert. Listen, you're overreacting. Last night was special to me, but I need you to leave. I have to get ready for work. I was called in."

"Okay, baby. I will leave. Can I see you after work?"

"Sure."

Taemin stands up and grabs his clothes. He gets dressed quickly, and he doesn't take his eye off you. You, on the other hand, are trying your best to act normal. You just fucked a psycho killer. Who probably killed your boss because he thought you had something going on with him?

"I know that you know. Yes, I killed him. I did this for us. I'm the ruler of the underworld, and I want you to come with me. What do you say? Do you want to rule the underworld with me?"

#taemin x reader #taemin x you #taemin smut #taemin x y/n #Lee taemin x reader #yandere!taemin #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #sub!idol x dom!reader #sub!idol #sub! idol

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wreckedandpolemic · 7 months ago

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Okay i am trying to juggle far too many aus at once please tell me what to sit down and dedicate my time to

(oneshots/smut prompts will get out faster but be shorter)

(new matty au will be a fic where girlie is the lead singer of a rival band and he is extremely subby and pathetic and obsessed with her)

(yes lottie said i could write bartender george)

#talk!#matty healy x reader #george daniel x reader #HELP #whatever is winning when i get up tomorrow is getting written so get your votes in quick!!!

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urdreamgirls-dreamgirl · 1 year ago

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Did Steve still take up some sort of role with the nightclub in this au? Bc if so I can just imagine him trying to do his job and then Eddie is there hovering in various forms like as a mist

Also imagining Eddie like pining for Steve's attention the same way nandor is for Guillermo this season while Steve Nancy and Robin desperately try to hide his transition is just a stage for so many hijinks

Also also do u think Eddie and Robin have little cat fights because even though Robin obviously doesn't want steve romantically or sexually she is still monopolizing Steve's time. Like do they have to have a custody agreement

sorry idk how i missed this! but yeah, i think that’s how him and nancy get so close & why she’d decide to turn him in the au… partially because of robin—and that’s a great cover for her not to have to acknowledge their friendship 😂—and partially because they get closer (& i think guillermo and nadja make an amazing unstoppable duo; we deserve MORE!!!!). BUT guillermo does the accounting & i don’t see that for steve. i think he’d take on either a more behind the scenes role doing some weird hunter security (but like, obvi the patrons don’t know that) OR nancy decides to go a weird direction w the nightclub & have exclusively human service staff & therefore makes steve bartend one night a week 😂 i like the second option bevause i think it opens way more opportunity for eddie to get jealous of the other vampires hitting on HIS familiar smh

yes, i’m LIVING for nandor’s desperation this season (THE NEWS EPISODE???? WHERE HE KEEPS ASKING WHERE GUILLERMO IS???? I AM OBSESSED!!!!!!!)

yeah, i kinda envision the eddie/robin friendship (do they have a platonic besties name yet lol) like the nandor/laszlo friendship where they are besties because they live in the same house and are vampires and are so dumb & funny, but there’s still that underlying jealousy between them and tension/rivalry. and i just love the idea that not only does robin monopolize steve’s time (their platonic soulmates in every universe, even one’s where robins a vampire and steve’s a human 😭), she also is constantly instigating eddie’s jealous spirals abt other vampires, abt nancy (she knows they would never lol), ABT ARGYLE???? omg i love it. she would be laughing at the steam coming out of eddie’s ears lmfao

#wwdits steddie au

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mlwritersguild · 2 years ago

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The Ballad of You and Me, by @gaussiansphere

Based on a prompt submitted by @their-destinys-writer: Kagaminette Biker AU, Marinette is the Biker.

AO3; 1960s AU, Rock Band AU, Bikers AU, Implied/Referenced Murder

Summary:

After meeting a mysterious woman at one of her band's gigs, Kagami can't make herself look away from what follows.

Fear is obsession is desire is love.

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Kagami gave the bartender a quick nod and took a breath, slamming her drink back as quickly as possible before breathing out. The music of the club was suffocating—amplified guitar and bass echoing off the walls as the band on stage finished up their set. She motioned for another drink and slipped a small tip under her empty glass, before destroying the second shot as quickly as the first. Shaking her head slightly to clear the worst of the feeling, she opened her eyes to see Luka shaking his in disapproval.

"It's not even ten minutes until we're on, could you really not have waited just a bit longer to destroy your liver?"

"I never perform sober, it's bad form not to bring your best to a performance like this, and I do my best work when I've had the chance to relax..."

Luka was unimpressed, "You really think I'm buying that you can only sing when you're wasted?”

"First, I am not wasted, I am simply tipsy—the difference between the two is significant. Second, it helps me loosen up, which I have only accomplished now, no thanks to you."

He finally turned back with a sigh, "Whatever, as long as you're ready when we come on and the show gets done, I can't stop you. Just try and make this one your last one before the show, please?"

Kagami shrugged, "I'll do my best."

Kagami signaled the bartender for one last shot, which she downed with extreme prejudice before following Luka through the crowd, which even now was filling the whole room. The room wobbled slightly as she went forward, the mass of people pressing in on all sides.

The band on the stage started to wind down their set, as Kagami looked back to the bar, where a rough looking crowd of men was clustering on one side, their leather vests covered in patches. She nudged Luka and tilted her head towards them, “Look at those guys over there, staring down the girl across the bar.” She indicated a darked haired girl wearing a long, brightly-colored shawl “What do you make of them?”

He shrugged, “Eh, it’s bikers, what’s the big deal?” he paused, looking back between the girl and the gang, “If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, here’s what I say: Not. Our. Problem. It’s all well and good to help a girl out, but not if that means brawling a dozen Hells Angels to get to her.”

Kagami turned up her nose, “I figured you’d say that. I suppose I’ll just have to ask Fel-” “No,” Luka interrupted, “You are not going to ask Felix for help, no matter how bad this seems. The last thing we need is to get kicked out and handed over to the cops after whatever he does.”

As if on command, their bassist appeared behind them, “I heard my name. I don’t suppose you happen to be talking about those fellows over there…” Kagami picked up on where he was going, “Yes, we actually were. I was wondering if you would be amenable to-” Luka slapped her on the back, interrupting her and sending her stumbling forward.

“We’re good, thanks.” He interjected. Felix shrugged, “If you’re sure, I suppose there’s nothing I can do.” He waited for Luka to momentarily turn to the stage, before he shot Kagami a wink and a sharp smirk. Luka turned back, seemingly sensing the silent message and shot Felix a disapproving look.

As they reached the edge of the stage, Adrien was already tuning his guitar on the sidelines, shooting them a quick smile before going back to his work. Nino, beside him, was anxiously tapping out a quiet rhythm on his drum sticks.

“Look alive ladies,” Felix sauntered up the stairs, grabbing his bass off its stand and sliding its strap over his shoulders, “it’s game time.” Kagami and Luka followed, and as he went ahead, she slipped a small flask from her back pocket and downed it in one go, shaking off the liquor and smiling, “You heard the man, let’s show them what we’ve got.”

As the band took their places up on stage, Kagami looked out through the haze and bright lights to the bar on the far side of the club. The bikers were still there it seems, still seeming to gravitate around the poor woman, but without making much ground in the interim. Meanwhile, the girl at the bar turned from the bikers to her, locking her in place with her deep blue stare, even as the rest of the band began without her.

Closing her eyes, Kagami stepped up to the microphone stand.

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Drink in hand and her band beside her, Kagami was back at the bar. Luka and Felix were at either side, Luka slowly sipping a gin and tonic while their bassist drank his ‘Cuba libre.’

Luka gestured to Felix’s drink with his own. “You know you can just ask the bartender for a rum and coke, right? It’s the same thing and it doesn’t make you look like a tool when you order it.”

Felix shook his head, “That’s a classic mistake, but just that—the rum and coke are just two simple ingredients shaken together. The Cuba Libre, on the other hand, is a far more sophisticated choice—it has lime. ”

Luka raised his voice in objection as Kagami looked on with half-hidden amusement, before her eyes drifted back to where the blue-eyed girl had been sitting. She had stepped out a few minutes before, still trailed by the bikers, who themselves had barely moved since the band had finished their set—always looming in the shadows, never striking.

She finished her drink and excused herself to her bandmates, who were now all embroiled in the cocktail debate—Adrien and Nino stepping in behind Luka and Felix respectively. She extricated herself from their rapidly closing circle, instead traveling to the door and taking a tentative step outside into the cool evening air.

There, leaning against the club’s brick wall, was the girl from before, smoking a cigarette as she looked out into the night. The streetlights dimly lit the parking lot ahead, where the bikers were clustered as before, staring the two down from afar.

The blue-eyed girl caught Kagami’s eye and smiled, beckoning her over and offering a cigarette. Kagami nodded and accepted it, letting her light it from her own embers.

“You were pretty good up there. It’s always nice to see new acts come up from time to time.”

“Thanks. Are you a regular?”

“Of a sort. Let’s just say I have a vested interest in the success of this club.” she extended her hand, “Marinette, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Kagami, likewise.” she paused, before lowering her voice and leaning in, “Look, I don’t mean to alarm you, but there are some men that I think have been following you. Just wanted to let you know if you hadn’t noticed. If you want help, my friends and I can try and do what we can.”

Marinette chuckled lightly, “You shouldn’t worry about them. They usually don’t cause any trouble unless ordered.”

Kagami raised an eyebrow in disbelief. Making Marinette smile, “Just trust me, if you don’t give them any trouble they won’t give you any. It was nice meeting you, Kagami.” She pulled the shawl off to reveal a leather vest, and fished through its pockets to produce an old receipt, before scribbling something on it.

She slipped it into Kagami’s hand, “I hope this isn’t the last time we meet either,” before turning to walk out to the bikers in the lot, her vest proudly emblazoned:

HELLS ANGELS

CALIFORNIA

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Luka played a few experimental chords on his guitar, before pausing and playing them again with a slight tweak.

Across from him, Felix was tapping a pen on his notepad impatiently, “I think we should write something about the war, something faster than usual.”

Luka looked up at him and pointedly played another chord sequence, tweaked slightly again but in the same rhythm as before.

Between them, Kagami was sitting at the head of the table, buried in newspapers and ignoring their latest spat. Sensing the two pairs of eyes boring down on her, she looked up, gathered her newspapers, and left the room, carting them up to her bedroom, where she spread them back out over her bed. She had pulled every issue of the paper from the last two years that mentioned the Hells Angels, and she was combing through them all.

Most seemed to be minor crime reports or local coverage, but every now and then an article would pop up with something more significant. A year ago, their clubhouse in Anaheim burned to the ground. Three months later, half the leadership of the chapter were found dead in a booth at their favorite bar, poisoned. The obituaries of the second half were scattered through the pages since—all supposedly accidental or self-inflicted.

One picture in particular caught her eye—a dark haired woman with piercing eyes peering from the margins of a photograph of a club scene. Kagami felt her pulse speed, and she pulled the picture closer. It was almost covered by the crowd, but she could just barely make out the leather vest on Marinette’s chest.

Reaching into her pocket, she drew out the note Marinette had given her—7:00pm, next Saturday night, and the name of a local club.

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Kagami puffed nervously on her cigarette, looking all around for Marinette to show herself. The Blue Toucan was doing plenty of business that night, as a steady stream of people passed her, coming and going. She caught Felix’s eye as she looked around��he shot her a devilish grin, patted the revolver hanging loosely under his jacket, and winked.

Sometimes she wondered why she agrees to bring him along to things like these. He always claims it's just in case, but from time to time she wonders if he’s just looking for a reason to scrap. It was nice, though, to have a friendly face in the distant crowd. When she mentioned that she was headed to a biker bar that night, Luka had given her such an incredulous look that she was surprised his eyes didn’t tumble out right then.

Kagami had positioned herself just to the left of the entrance, where two burly men in leather were keeping the rowdier folks outside. There, she could look over the whole parking lot at once. It was only belatedly that she realized, as a long nail tapped her on the shoulder, that her date for the night wouldn’t necessarily be coming from outside. She nervously turned to Marinette, who offered her hand and gave a dazzling smile.

“You look good tonight—I’m glad you could make it.” As Kagami took it, Marinette nodded to the men at the door and pulled her inside.

The Blue Toucan looked like it had once been a tiki bar, but that past was long-covered by the current ownership and membership. Bike parts covered the east wall, some slightly charred, others bent out of shape, and more seemingly fine, while the opposite wall, sitting above the bar, was decorated with a mural depicting a stylized pyramid of skulls.

Marinette led Kagami there, where she ordered them both drinks—whiskey and vodka neat. Kagami nodded in appreciation as they watched the bartender make their drinks. “You’re a… fascinating woman, Marinette.”

She smirked a little, “Yeah? What makes you say so?”

“It’s unheard of for a woman to be admitted to the Angels, and yet you’re here.” Marinette nodded, raising an eyebrow, as Kagami continued, “It seems that they’ve had a very chaotic time recently, which might influence such things, no?”

“Perhaps it would. I certainly couldn’t tell you. Things have been peaceful since I’ve arrived.” The bartender came with both their drinks, and Marinette raised hers in a small toast.

“Cheers, Kagami—I knew I liked you for a reason.”

Her heart thundering in her chest, Kagami raised her vodka and clinked it against Marinette’s before she downed half. Marinette took a sip of hers, and then another, as Kagami shook off the vodka’s burn. Taking a larger swig, Marinette rose and walked over to the jukebox in the bar, fiddling with a few of the buttons before returning and taking another drink. Feeling fainter than she looked, Kagami downed the rest of her vodka and looked her in the eye.

“Why’d you do it? Was this really worth it?”

Marinette chuckled, “Probably not to you. This life, like everything around it, is built on respect and efficiency. I did what needed to be done to be respected enough to do efficient business. No one respected me then—they do now.”

“It’s better to rule by fear than by love—the Prince, no?”

“But the wise ruler knows it is best to possess both. Tell me, Kagami, would you like to dance?”

As they rose, the jukebox clicked to a slower song, and Marinette took her hand in hers, placing the other arm on her shoulder. They turned slowly, bobbing in pace with the song as they navigated through the steps of the waltz. Kagami looked into her partner’s blue eyes—enchanting, haunting, and hungry—and felt her heart thundering.

Marinette led them in the dance, their feet gliding across the floor. As they turned, Kagami found herself standing below the pyramid of skulls. She leaned in and Marinette’s lips met hers.

They tasted like salt and iron. When she pulled back, a small trail of red ran from the corner of her mouth.

Kagami feared and loved her.

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rainysaturdayafternoon · 2 years ago

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Oooo JatP headcanons??? Also know I am laying on your floor on a fluffy rug and staring at you upside down while asking this. And also I have befriended your cat!

JatP headcanons!! I haven’t laid these out super well, and I stole a few of them, but here we go.

• Julie is a cat person. So is Luke. When they get an apartment together they adopt a cat.

• Reggie is obsessed with eyeliner, as shown in that one post we all saw about Reggie using up Julie’s eyeliner (where I also added some suggestions but that’s not the important part)

• Reggie is ace. Not sure if this was decided by the entire fandom or just me.

• Carlos and Willie pull the worst pranks on Alex. The worst.

• If Julie got married she would make sure she was surrounded by flowers and the people she loves. I had a drabble I wrote about jukebox getting married on a lily pond, but I lost it to docs. I may have accidentally deleted it.

• Ray met Rose at a coffee house similar to Eats & Beats, after the Petal Pushers had been performing a set. Ray had been the coffeehouse’s set videographer and also the bartender, and he and Rose bonded over music and mochas. • Trevor is so very gay.

• Butterflies and Dahlias are recurring themes and therefore signify important events in Julie’s life and so right after getting back from her first ever big time tour she gets a tattoo of a butterfly resting at the centre of a dahlia, around which is ‘you can do it, Julie’ in Rose’s handwriting. And then when she adopts aforementioned cat, she gets their collar engraved with a dahlia. And when she moves into the apartment with Luke, they hang a larger-than-life piece of watercolor art of a dahlia on their wall. To remind her of Rose, and that every day, she helps Rose’s legacy live on.

• Julie’s background is a picture Reggie took of Jukebox sleeping on the studio couch together. (Yes, it’s a To All The Boys reference, leave me alone)

• Nick and Reggie if we’re in canon, Boggie and Nick is aroace if this is an everyone-is-alive-at-the-same-time-and-is-like-16-or-17 AU.

• Julie’s hair smells like raspberries and roses

• Luke had a cat as a child that was a very sleepy small grey cat, and when he left home, that was one of the things he was most sad to leave. When he regains life 26 years later, the cat is miraculously still living with Emily and Mitch (the cat has ghost powers but no one knows this and non one ever figures it out) and runs to Julie’s house about six hours (it was napping) after Julie gifts life to the boys, reuniting with Luke.

• Mitch and Emily live about a block and a half from the Molinas. Nothing bad happened to the cat

So those are the headcanons I can remember right now!! I have more but those are the major ones.

We are having a sleepover and my cat is cuddling your side while your stare at me upside down on the fluffy rug whilst listening to me talk about headcanons. She is attempting to knead your side.

BONUS!! Pictures of my cat from today!!

Love you!! 💜

#thank you so much for the ask #this was so much fun #nix hopped into my lap as soon as I started typing her cuddling you #I am taking this as a sign that she would love you if she met you irl #love how I wrote an entire thing about Julie’s dahlia emblems and then just ‘Trevor is so very gay’#💜 💜#🦔

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primewritessmut · 11 months ago

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👻 ✍️ 💥 🛏

👻 Is there a new genre you'd like to write?

Sapphic gothic horror. Gothic horror is not my favorite type of horror (it’s slashers, i know, color you surprised) but I do love the idea of a place being terrifying. I’ve also really wanted to play around with a protagonist that responds to a scary-ass house without fear and what the circumstances of their life might be to make that happen. Idk. It’s hard to explain the idea in an ask but I’m sure I’ll be sliding into your DMs about it later.

✍🏻 Which stat matters most to you (if at all!): subscriptions, kudos/favorites, comments, bookmarks, word count, or hits?

Comments are the only thing that supply my brain with serotonin and dopamine so those, I guess. My brain needs all the help it can get.

I don’t think I care about it as a stat, though. I’m not in my AO3 account comparing the numbers or anything. So I’m that sense, I don’t think any of the stats really matter to me.

💥 Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

Wait. Are you calling me out about the wall fucking scene!? Because, yes, I am very excited to write that. I’m actually excited about SO MANY of the projects on my docket for next year. I mentioned the Sylvie/Mobius Variant in another ask so I'll share an excerpt from my bartender/blind dater AU with Loki and Mobius because I'm pretty sure I've mentioned it but never shared anything.

Basically, it's a modern AU with Mobius as a bartender working at the bar where Loki takes all his first dates. He's watched Loki have a hundred disastrous dates and, of course, has slowly become low key obsessed with them. I read a book with this premise that was kind of meh so I decided I'd do it better because nothing fuels me like spite.

So this is the excerpt from their first meeting where Loki has had yet another terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad date, that ends with something on fire.

“And who are you?”

Those brilliant green eyes finally fix directly on Mobius and, despite the circumstances and the soot stains, they’re still filled with defiance. And mischief. God, it’s better than he thought it’d be. “Mobius. I’m one of the bartenders.”

Cards close to the vest, especially when you’re playing against a sharp.

“They couldn’t spare someone with any actual power?”

A condescending smirk starts to pull at those lips and Mobius can picture the entirety of its shape before it’s even halfway there.

“Given the literal fire you lit on the premises, you’re lucky anyone is talking to you at all.”

They lean back and gives Mobius a smile, all teeth and charm. He’s always thought there was an implied threat to bite hidden inside that smile, but also the promise that you might just like it.

🛏️ Is there a new trope you'd like to write this year?

This is so stupid but I'm a sucker for marriages of convenience. I don't know if I'll ever actually write one, but it might be fun to try. Sort of similar to the forced proximity vibe of a barbarian AU but I love the "we have to pretend to be in love with each other OH NO" vibes of it. Bonus points if there's a bi/pan-awakening involved.

#ask game #i always enjoy your questions #thank you for letting me info dump about my sapphic horror and bartender au

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theroomofreq · 3 years ago

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can you give me muggle jily recs pleaaseeee <3 :D

HOW MANY HIGH-QUALITY MUGGLE JILY FICS ARE THERE?? TOO MANY TO COUNT. *cracks knuckles* BUT I am here for the challenge. Jily AUs are my JAM.

Again, shoutout to our amazing @jilyarchive friends who tag every wonderful muggle jily au they come across. here is the link that will take you to their tags page. You'll find links to specific tropes and AUs :')

I've searched through my own AO3 bookmarks and history tabs, and I present to you 28 jily muggle fics that I LOVE. I am THRILLED thinking about all the good things in store for those that read these wonderful stories. This list took me ages to make because I went through and reread most of these brilliant fics. Happy reading !! xx

properly improper by @lizardcookie

“Marry me,” Mr. Potter repeats, closing the distance between them by striding back up towards the sofa, only to stop and crouch to one knee right there at her feet, looking up at her. Burning. “Pick me,” he elaborates. “Pick me, choose me, love me instead.”

- this fic is the reason why I comment the way that I do (spoiler it's because it's amazing)

The Wedding Ring by @mppmaraudergirl

What is undeniably worse than attending your sister's wedding looking as desolate and forgotten as a wilted houseplant? Drunkenly ringing your ex-boyfriend and asking him to be your date.

- SOBS UNCONTROLLABLY AT THE PERFECTION

Oh my god, they were ROOMMATES by @magic-girl-in-a-muggle-world

Silly one-shot, Muggle AU with Fem!Jily as pining roommates and Marlene as their matchmaker.

- the fic that brought me back to jily and inspired my deep obsession of fem!jily

Swipe Right, Swing Left by @downn-in-flames

The unspoken rule of using dating apps in D.C. is that you always start with where you work.

James Potter, it seems, never picked up on that one.

- giddy just thinking about this gem

'Tis the Damn Season by @petalstofish

It doesn't feel like Christmas for Lily Evans, not after losing her parents to COVID before the Holiday season. She anticipates spending Christmas all alone until a boy from her past shows up and offers her a mutually benefiting deal that has her calling him 'babe' just for the weekend. 'Tis the damn season, after all.

- cries in respect for lyrical writing

Watch Me Unwind by @maraudersftw

Lily Evans hates her job, hates the bigoted customers she has to serve as a bartender at the richest club in the city. But the one person who makes bearing all of it worth it has someone else in his arms tonight. (Rated: M)

- obsessed with the way the plot jumps around the time line in this

oil be there for you by @abby10fanfic

Texting/Social Media AU: Lily and James haven't spoken for 2 years. But that's all about to change thanks to Peter and his involvement in an essential oil pyramid scheme. Featuring boss babes, toxin-free lifestyles, binding contracts, and a very oily journey.

- YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE HOW FAB THIS IS

a matchmaking mission by @downn-in-flames

James Potter has a mission: get Sirius Black and Remus Lupin to finally admit that they both fancy the pants off each other by Valentine's Day.

His partner in crime? Lily Evans, Remus' flatmate, who he also happens to be slightly in love with

- DOUBLE the amount of pining idiots in love :")

about time by @jilyss

'sure, yeah, I can accompany you to that black tie event for your work tonight. wait. why are we on a red carpet?'

- this is my emotional comfort fic, your honor

whiskey business by @elanev91

Sirius Black has a (bad?) habit of picking up hobbies that take over his and James' flat -- this most recent one? Homemade vodka that James now has to try and peddle to everyone in the building.

- hysterical! must read!

Fashion Disaster by @maraudersftw

James Potter is roped into an awful dare by his best-mate, which involves him wearing atrocious pieces of clothing for all days until Christmas as dictated by Sirius. If this wasn't terrible enough, he now has to contend with his maddening crush on the beautiful saleswoman at the clothing store.

- classic hijinks that I live for

it wasn't a pity invite by @elanev91

Part of the December "Winter Tropes" Jily challenge. Prompt: my family invites you to join our holiday meal as an obvious setup and omG i’m so sorry

- awkward Christmas date that owns my heart

spice and honey by @clare-with-no-i

tagging along with her food reporter sister to profile James Potter, London's hottest young chef, is not how Lily Evans pictured her Monday going - especially if he's anything like Petunia’s described.

needless to say, she's in for a whirlwind at Chez Maraudeur.

- I'm one re-read away from printing this out and putting it on my bookshelf.

Waffle Wars by @elanev91

There's only one waffle maker in the dining hall and it literally always breaks. So, naturally, the only reasonable course of action is to meticulously map out when it's working and, ultimately, do a heist.

- the witty narration in this fic can not be matched

You Can Hear It In The Silence by @alrightginger

Lily is non-verbal and deaf in a world where the things your soulmate says about you end up written on your skin. She has known about her soulmate since she was seven, but knows they don't have a clue she exists and possibly never will.

- exquisite, cue me sobbing forever

out the window by @displayheartcode

A new family moves to Ottery St Catchpole.

- everything I could ever want in a fic, forever in my mind rent free

The Christmas Guest by @thegodmachine

An Evans Family Christmas: Petunia is bringing her fiancé and Lily is bringing her…Friend…

- petunia pov that gives me WINGS

Football, Calculus, and Cappuccinos by @moonawrites

At eighteen years old, James Potter has a lot going on. He's a rising star navigating the politics of professional football, the pitfalls of sudden fame, the fallout from choosing his dream over his father's company... and a serious crush on the red headed new barista at his favourite coffee shop.

- I'm still working my way through this fic, but trust me when I say its a GEM

if u like pina coladas by @zephyrcove

Lily is desperate for a date to Petunia's wedding, James has been pining, and their friends meddle ;)

- explain to me how characters can be so perfect via texting fics?

Shelf Awareness by @ghostofbambifanfiction

It's too far out of her way and she's wasting so much money, but Lily can't help but return to the bookstore every weekend, where her passion for good literature has, perhaps, been unexpectedly reignited by the messy-haired, pun-making, rather handsome bloke who works there.

- you absolutely must know that I binge read this and then immediately REREAD it

How to win a witch in 10 days by @adenei

“She’s going to find some unsuspecting wizard, get him to fall for her, and then do all the things that turn men away to get him to break things off! Won’t it be the best way to see what witches do that drives men crazy?” But what happens when the man in question is a blast from Lily Evans's past? A Jily Magical AU based on the romantic comedy "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days."

- fic based off of a rom com? YES PLZ :’)

The Fight Before Christmas by @ghostofbambifanfiction

The heartwarming Christmas tale of Lily Evans and James Potter - two plucky kids who hated one other, until the day they really, really didn't.

- complete sucker for this one

All This Time by @thejilyship

James and Lily grew up next door to one another. Their bedroom windows giving them glimpses into the others life, and also offering prime opportunities to argue with each other over every little thing. They never figured out how to be friends when they were kids, but now that they've graduated from college and are home for the summer, they have a second chance to get things right.

- one of my favvvv tropes

Let Me Love You by @thejilyship

With only a month until she's set to take the throne of Gryffindor, Lily is informed that she'll have to get married or choose to give up her throne. She never thought she'd have to even entertain the idea of an arranged marriage. Enter, James Potter.

- cries in princess diares AU

The Fabulous Baker Brothers by @frustratedpoetwrites

Lily walks a different route home from work and stumbles upon a cute little Bakery with an even cuter baker in the window.

- yes yes yes to embarrassed pining.

Marigold Mornings by @mppmaraudergirl

This is a fun game she thinks, as she removes her hand from his side and reaches up to run it down his chest. He catches her hand in his own, takes a step forward so that her nose nearly brushes against his shirt. She can feel the heat radiating off of him—or maybe it’s from her. He licks his lips and her eyes are drawn to the motion. She knows it is a bad idea, absolutely knows it.

- incredible storytelling featuring dynamic characters :') a favvv

Welcome to Pettyville by@women-inthe-sequel @alrightginger

When Lily Evans accidentally sends a text to the wrong number, she isn’t expecting to find the right person behind it. She can’t stop talking to Prongs. The only thing is, Prongs can’t stop talking about the girl in his class. What could go wrong, other than the number?

- LOVE SQUARE ANYONE

The Kiss a Stranger Project by @alrightginger

“What’s your name, then?” she asks, realizing they haven’t even properly introduced themselves yet. She nervously crosses her arms.

You shouldn’t kiss a guy without knowing his name first.

Right?

- THIS ONE WILL LIVE IN MY MIND FOREVER

#ror reqs #jily fic #mugge fic recs #jily fic rec list

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rueririn · 3 years ago

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What's your favourite One Piece fanfiction? I don't know what to read and from your fics I trust you to have excellent taste lol

daslkdajslkdja stop flattering me I might combust in happiness TwT

Strangely enough, despite being a writer of mostly tropes, I think I tend to read things with unique premises. Not saying other stories aren't unique though! And I avoid OC-centric fics because, idk, the fact that I wrote OCs too would confuse my goldfish brain or something maybe.

Anyways, warning long post.

First of all-- anything by Gerbilfriend, WhirlyBird70, Aibhilin and stereden will always be on the pedestal of my heart.

so first, time travel ones

The Coward's Redemption by Brucenorris007 I will scream about this story every day every night. Usopppppppp!!!!

switching places by fireflywitch. Wano Zoro switches with Alabasta Zoro, shenanigans ensue, and of course Luffy notices immediately.

The Next Right Thing by MelodramaticCoffeeAddict includes Zoro and Vivi, Vivi joining the crew, and Zoro needing ten thousand hugs.

A Split Thread by SrirachaBunny. Zoro and Luffy time travelled, but they decide to split up instead of go on canon together.

etc, they have fascinating premises

Your True Colours (are beautiful) by ScarletSorceress. Never knew I needed a story about the ASL boys and their hair colours but here I am, obsessed.

The Living in Memory series by Stelra_Etnae has always fascinated me. I've always loved stories about Brook being able to see the dead.

The One Piece Soulmate AUs series by charlie_mou that is so damn good I don't even understand

The Lazy Painter! by BlackMageofPhantasm. It's the best Miss Goldenweek fic. Ever.

Paper Monsters by MaiKusakabe is so good. Law stays with the Donquixote family instead of going with Corazon and aaaaaa

Be Brave Usopp by DrizzlyMango. Before I'd even noticed, there was another Blind Usopp fic on AO3. Damn is it great and underrated.

Won't You Send me a Flower, Send me a Secret by CastledRook. Anything by CastledRook, seriously. Bittersweet flower language drabbles I am W E A K

Threadbare by Depths explores an immortal Marco backstory. I love it.

"mon propre accord" by suguear. I already said I avoid OC fics, but I read this one and I loved this one and-- I love Goji, okay???

Flashy Brotherhood by Airuna. Buggy adopts the ASL kids somehow.

Heart Pirate Sanji by PumpkinPieTimb, it's exactly what it says on the tin.

these below are all oneshots

Knife Wife and Trash Husband walk into a bar (The bartender keeps them both) by Justm3h kills me with so much happiness just look at the title pls

whatever you can still betray by midnightluck. 6k words of pure crackhead energy among the whitebeards, because Ace makes no sense and Haruta's losing their mind about it.

Three Truths, One Lie by Setyourlazerstopew is of a similar premise, just as awesomely written.

Magic Paint by 8ball. I like to hold it in my hand like yes. This is my favourite dose of strawhat domestic fluff. it keeps me alive.

an in-between thing by PilotStudios is about Franky being a Klabautermann, somehow. Cutty Flam is a weird name for a person.

Bonds Broken by kittyface27, an Ace time travel fic that doesn't go right for our poor firecracker-- it hurts me very much. but it's so well written sometimes I just scream about it in the middle of the night because oh my goddddd

pumpkin soup with three spoons by razbliuto is the domestic dadMihawk I never knew I needed. Same thing to Accidental Child Acquisition and Other Adventures in Piracy by Souless_Robot.

Doesn't matter where I come from anyway... by ToshiChan is a fic where Judge is even more of an absolute asshole, but it's okay now, Sanji gets all the hugs he deserves.

I probably forgot a lot of the ones I liked, but this list is hella long, so I guess that's it. Do give these stories some love!

#personal #one piece

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gallavich-headcanon · 2 years ago

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Birthday sex on the roof definitely happens! And since you like bartender AUs, I’ll bother you with a ramble-y mess of a headcanon! I like to think that Carl buys The Alibi but doesn’t make it a cop bar and winds up not being a cop himself (it’s just never made sense to me). After a while, I think Ian and Mickey wind up as sort of silent partners with him.

Ian has the customer service mindset and the ‘tell me your troubles’ face, Carl deals with drunks and regulars and “gives the place a non-felon name on the paperwork” and Mickey handles all the numbers, from accounting to inventory although he makes Carl do the computer work bc he’s adamant that the whole thing is temporary, “just til Carl gets it under control” even though it’s been over a year.

They still run Gallavich Security but now it’s out of the back of the bar, in a little office with the name on the door and everything. They’ve hired a few other almost cops that Carl recommended, and Mickey and Ian do less runs nowadays, have cleaned up things to nearly legit or as legit as they need to be to avoid any issues.

I think maybe Sandy comes back and bartends as well, constantly jokes about it being a gay bar to which Mickey replies “a gay bar named The Alibi? Why not just call it The Closet and get it over with?” but between the armed guards eating lunch at the tables and a couple of Milkoviches working the taps, no one starts shit when it actually does become a bit of a gay bar, at least in the sense that you can hit on anyone you’d like save the redheaded bartender and not get punched for it. And when Ian’s having a low day, he can crash on Carl’s couch in the apartment upstairs, watching daytime tv on mute, listening to the sounds of the South Side and knowing Mickey will be up after the lunch rush to poke and prod him into eating a sandwich.

Maybe the rest of the Milkoviches are known to drop by from time to time? Mandy at the holidays, Iggy on even more random days, maybe Jamie-the one who helped with keeping Terry from the wedding-winds up one of their guards. I’d like to think Molly pops up at some point and Ian gets to help her figure out some things, like he used to do with Gay Jesus kids. And every year, the bar closes for a private party to celebrate Mickey and Ian’s anniversary where all the Gallaghers, Milkoviches, etc. get together and hang out. 🦖

Hey 🦖 anon! Sorry it took me so long to get to you!

Yes! I don’t think Carl should be a cop. Also the alibi? A cop bar? OVER MINE AND MICKEY’S DEAD BODY. “Carl, you are not turning the bar I came out in into a pigs bar! What’s next? You’ll make it a pussy lover only bar? No fucking way”

sorry about that.

Mickey being his business savvy self? Hell yes! Also I have a feeling Ian would love to give people relationship advice but would suck at it so bad. Like “oh really? This reminds me the time that my husband and I…” and would just end up talking about his and Mickey’s relationship.

I’ve seen it before in a couple of fics (some bartender AUs, some not) that Mickey is the surprisingly the best guy to get relationship advice from. He’s romantic, doesn’t beat around the bush, will tell you the truth and genuinely has good tips.

a few other almost cops that Carl recommended -> hahaha why is that so funny to me? Also Ian and Mickey running their security business like bosses? Yes, please! Do they share a desk? Do they share a chair? (Aka Ian sitting down with Mickey on his lap?) do they still fight about who is the boss boss?

THE CLOSET hahahahahah this is pure gold 🦖 Anon!

Oh my god this is such a sweet AU! The milkovich’s joining the bar and coming to visit! It’s like Ian and Mickey’s relationship just blended those two families together 💗 this is making me feel things.

Not the annual anniversary party! You’re killing me with fondness! This is so fucking cute! I want this to be real!

#Yes I am obsessed with bartender AUs #But I’m also obsessed with this! Carl Ian and Mickey are the dream team #And I bet Carl and Mickey gang up against Ian all the time #gallavich au #bartender au #gallavich #🦖 anon #shameless #my thoughts #gallavich headcanon #coworkers au

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washymylifeaway · 4 years ago

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MatsuHana fanfic recs

HI LOVES :D MatsuHana is one of my FAVORITE ships and I always love reading their fics! I’m procrastinating my other wips rn, so that do be why this is coming out rn LOL. Also that ask really made me get onto writing this, so anon thank you for sending it in LOL. There are some with VERY sensitive topics and they’re very BOLD, but I hope you all are safe while going through this list <3 (also matsuhana leans more to lots of drinking, spicy smut scenes, and teenage boy humor (like d*ck jokes and sexual innuendos) and sometimes I don’t remember to warn for that, so again CAUTION)

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading and make sure you’re taking care of yourselves (since mental health is key!) Stay healthy loves <3

CP:

plus one by orphan_account (G) 6.1k // this fic made me feel so warm and fuzzy inside LOL. It’s also hilarious and is definitely worth a read! When will I get to share a heart shaped bed with someone :( But I really love it when they just go with the flow of things, and other people are like,,, aren’t you already dating? BUT THEY’RE LIKE UMMM NO? HSAKJSH.

rated m for by orphan_account (T) 10.7k // I love this fic it made me laugh so much throughout the whole thing! The vibes in this fic are immaculate and give me life (we love a good reunion with mystery writers), it is SO good! That’s why you should never leave/stop listening prematurely (@ iwa when he was a single dad fic).

This gets annoying fast, Makki by Ink_stained_quills (G) 2.3k // IM IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC PLS I COULD NOT STOP CRYING TEARS OF LAUGHTER. This AU needs more fics PLEASE. It was SO freakin’ funny and the other teams KILLED ME. Like how they all approached the problem differently and how some of them (KUROO) asked for help LOL. Please this is so freaking funny go read it.

quidditch gloves, parchment, and custard cream by h_lovely (T) 12.4k // THIS IS SO GOOD, I love this fic. It really takes you through the emotions, and I love all the development in it!!!! Their relationship with one another (but only as homies right? ofc ofc), and even their families loving the other, this fic is so good! Read it even if you don’t like slow burn, you won’t even notice <3333

call me maybe by totooru (T) 33.6k // okay yea another (semi) chat fic,,, fight me. MatsuHana are just funny in general but throw some other characters (like Kuroo) into it and it turns into a comedy show. But the main point of this fic was like the near miss meetings and I think that the misunderstanding were hilarious (as much as I hate misunderstandings LOL).

Magical Mishaps and How to Deal by plumtrees (M) 10.9k // I lost this fic once and I searched for it FOR THE LONGEST TIME. But that’s cause I wanted to reread this masterpiece. IT’S SO FUNNY AND CUTE AND DOMESTIC AND UGH. Also the small angst made me SO SAD. But the ENDING? THE KISSES AHHHHHHH. (I’m yelling a lot BUT that’s cause I really love this fic <3333)

hang out fall in love by carafin (T) 8.6k // I love the Makki hates Mattsun initially but then falls for the irresistible charm he posses trope. It might be my favorite trope for MatsuHana specifically LOL. Like I really love this fic and it has MAGIC. It’s like a magical version of the VA one LOL. But like no radio shows or reunited best friends in this one :(

THESE ARE VERY ANGST!!!!!!!

boiled frogs by reginagalaxia (E) 91.5k // is it possible to hate a character this much? I never realized how much hate/rage I had in me. Really. Like. Imma boutta fight this MF LIKE SQUARE UP. The way I tried to manifest a fake characters death like,,,, Anyway. If my RAGE doesn’t explain how good of a freakin writer they are, then idk what will. PLEASE READ THE TAGS AND WARNINGS, THERE ARE VERY SENSITIVE TOPICS!!!!

Even Though it All Went Wrong by plumtrees (T) 9.2k // THIS IS THE REASON THIS POST CAME TO BE. I love this fic with all my heart (or what’s left of it). Like LOVE as in, this fic really broke me beyond just breaking me. Like. When Oikawa says what he says to Mattsun after the thing (you’re sorry __ _____ __ ____) and the Iwa right after (we know __’__ ___ ______ to make you ____ __ ____) (if you’re wondering wtf I’m putting here, just ctrl F you’re sorry and you’ll see), you cannot believe how hard that hit. GOD. (I am okay if you’re wondering :’)) This is my #1 favorite angst fic of all time and if you are okay mentally and have read the tags and warnings and are fine with them, then please read it. PLEASE READ THE TAGS AND WARNINGS, THERE ARE VERY SENSITIVE TOPICS!!!!

The Truth Comes Out by Your_Friendly_Neighborhood_Pigeon (T) 10.2k // this made me so sad and empty after I read it. Like I just sat there being like wtf did I just read I’m sad now. Again read the tags, there is a suicide attempt but there’s also some cheating in this one. This one also ends happy. PLEASE READ THE TAGS AND WARNINGS, THERE ARE VERY SENSITIVE TOPICS!!!!

New:

kiyala // this writer has a LOT of fluffy MatsuHana and I really love their works! It’s just all (for the most part) really cute and there’s a lotta blurred lines and boundaries that get cleared up (they define what their relationship is but with ~love~) in their fics :) My fav? Making Sense by kiyala (T) 1.5k // it’s very cute and I am one who loves when things just fall into place :D

tookumade // this writer has some of MY FAVORITE MatsuHana fics in it and I’m kinda really sad I don’t get to ramble on about them here :( (dw I will elsewhere LOL) If I had to choose, I would say Remind Me by tookumade (T) 28.6k and Zenith, Nadir by tookumade (T) 10.7k were my absolute favorites, but I cannot choose between them so don’t make me.

plumtrees // I LOVE THIS WRITER OMG. Again, someone who has written my all time FAVORITE fics (did I mention OF ALL TIME?) and I’ve obsessively read some of them too many times :’) Because I already recommended my other faves above, Captured Light by plumtrees (T) 3.5k will be my acting favorite rn. It’s really cute and depicts some really sweet moments between MatsuHana too!

h_lovely // this writer has SO MANY GOOD FICS! I really love their series and their getting together fics are all SO GOOD UGH. I recommended my favorite teen one above, but the other ones I loved are explicit so just check out this writer in general LOL. (I REALLY love mirror flower, water moon, it’s my favorite but it’s E cause some smexy scene happen, but it’s really SO good omfg. Also the roses series IS AMAZING as well!!!!)

cream puffs and carnations; by crossbelladonna (series) 11.6k // AU SERIES!!! I love the AU’s in this series and I really liked the prompts they chose for this MatsuHana week :D My favorite from this series might’ve been there he is again by crossbelladonna (T) 1.6k cause a) I love the mattsun hc in this (for his appearance) and b) IT’S CUTE :D I definitely related to Makki and his not very subtle crushing, and also I like the IwaOi + Makki as friends trope (and then they meet Mattsun), if you couldn’t tell yet LOL.

on the anatomy of crushes by carafin (T) 2.3k // (kinda cp but not LOL) it’s very short and cute and I love it a lot LOL. I love medical AU’s (even though it’s very back burner LOL), but also, like Mattsun saves the day is the move. Like the dedication he has even going on the bus? Especially for a guy? Amazing. I could never :’)

Parallel Lines by orphan_account (T) 16.3k // IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC LIVES IN MY MIND RENT FREE CONSTANTLY. I hate math. Just putting that out here. And while it’s a math fic, IT? IS? SO? GOOD???? And like I love it when characters are smart, like I love intelligent characters so like this was just ajndf. (also same Mattsun, I am allergic to normal math.)

live it up, drink it in by punybastard (T) 2.1k // GAH this one! This is a pretty iconic fic in MatsuHana hell (in my personal opinion) and if I didn’t have that two fic limit on my staple fics, this would be there. I really loved the ending of it (v cute and v well done), but also the small side stories that were inserted made it all the more entertaining :D (aka the volleyball) But they are drinking underage, so if you’re not about that BE WARNED.

it's cold out here by bishounen_curious (M) 8.6k // PLEASE I LOVE THIS FIC. YES READ YESYESYES READ. OKAY FIRST check tags and warnings, there’s a lot going on in this fic. Like don’t be stupid like them, drinking underage, and don’t do drugs not a good idea very very bad. Aside from that, I am in love with sad sad sad Makki (along with stupid IwaOi) and him being a sad drunk made me ajhkjdfs. Just read it and feel the akfnakjs with me LMFAO.

poolside by tothemoon (T) 4.1k // I’m starting this out with I LOVE the ending and I REALLY LOVE the way this confession panned out. It’s such a great concept and it made me ajhfldshf inside!!! Also, recursive endings are some of my favorites (if you couldn’t already tell LOL), and I think it really makes something so nostalgic and adds depth to a fic.

The Courage of Stars by FairyLights101 (T) 7.1k // AHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THIS FIC YES!!!! OKAY TW CANCER THERE’S CANCER IN THIS NO DEATH JUST PAIN and chemo (which basically is pain). Some controversy, but the angst part of me wanted him to die DONT GET ME WRONG, I’m glad he lived, but like imagine. I really love this fic, and his efforts in the bucket list were admirable :’)

we could be the greatest team by anyadisee (T) 5.7k // it’s my crack fic :D Yes, this is just Seijoh messing around, boys being boys, relationships being compared with other relationships. No pining, just me with my established relationships (and Iwa fanclubs cause those are a thing. ALWAYS).

Wet Your Whistle by darkmagicalgirl (E) 5.4k // SMUT ALERT okay but like while it’s a major plot point (lmfao I can’t believe myself), the storyline itself is good. Also, I’m all here for bartender Makki and tattoo Makki and not subtle at all Makki and basically everything Makki. I like banter and stupidity okay?

[obnoxious clucking noises] by parenthetic (renaissance) (T) 3.4k // some more crack fic for you <3333 Literally, just idiots being idiots. That’s the fic. LMFAO but seriously, I would like to participate as well,,,,, I have yet to lose a game of gay chicken cause of my lack of fear akdjaslk.

that's what you get (for waking up in vegas) by skittidyne (T) 4.2k // THIS IS SO FUNNY. I love Elvis cause he’s always officiating marriages in my fics LMFAO. But also IwaOi in this added some real nice comedy, and overall another crack fic but I really liked this one (AGAIN LMFAO).

A Bouquet of Flours by guyfierimpreg (G) 5.2k // first I want to know how they got the flour to scream, I just can’t figure it out so if anyone would like to send me pictures that’d be great. Second, they would do this bs and this is all canon. I said what I said, and I don’t take criticism. Like, matsuhana best parents proven by the magical mishaps fic (LMAO).

texting (with a capital S) by parenthetic (renaissance) (M) 2.1k // okay I just wanted to say that the accuracy in the math stuff being mentioned makes me feel like this writer was in calc ab or something and that’s trauma right there. Anyways, it’s a texting fic kinda sorta getting together kinda sorta not? Idk how to explain it, but it was funny and then smut LMFOAJIAHFSJS (the derail was just like IwaOi in gay chicken, someone call the police LMFAO).

nebulas by tothemoon (T) 10.8k // I like the casualness of it. Like the confession was just so casual (smooth Mattsun) and like the progression was GOOD. Like, it’s a very poetic fic and there’s lots of thinking of deeper meaning, but its still got some comedy sprinkled throughout. I really loved the flow of it!!!!

my heart beats for contract law by orphan_account (T) 4.4k // I too would have a breakdown over school (me pretending like I haven’t already done that ahaha), but I really love so many things about this fic! Everything was just so ajsdfljdsn and I really love the 3 part plan Mattsun comes up with :DDDD (esp pt 3). Also, to propose while having an emotional breakdown at 3am in a McDonalds drive through. A mf dream.

Reflex by hiuythn (T) 2.3k // PLEASE IF THEY DIDN’T MEET AT HS THIS WOULD BE CANON ASF. You cannot tell me you don’t think this would not be cannon asf. They would meet like this. Also poor Teuchi stuck in the middle of all of this. I haven’t watched naruto, but it doesn’t really matter. What matters is random emotional sexual bonding over something. That is important. (THE ENDING AJKFHKJ)

You're in Pink (and I'm in blue) by Hyeyu (T) 4.4k // whooooo Hanahaki whooo anyway, despite how it seems, I like the hanahaki trope. I don’t fully understand it sometimes (most of the time tbh), but it adds some nice angst and desperate confessions, and I do appreciate those :D Honestly, I really liked the way this fic panned out, and I felt really bad for Iwa LOL.

stranger things by tinypersonhotel (G) 10.2k // I really like this one :D:D:D I love Makki + Oikawa friendship and they’re really the best to each other :’) The ending was satisfying, and the PLOT omg. It was SO good. I feel like I say this a lot though LOL, but I’m just really into fics with good plot progression (or else I don’t read them OOPS).

something of a disaster by latenights (T) 1.4k // chaos ahahhaha. Another crack fic? I hope no one is surprised LOL. It’s just a really short and simple, cute getting together fic with a LOT of insults LOL. I love this one in particular, “Tooru’s dinner special”.

snakes, meth labs and something like love by orphan_account (G) 3.6k // THE ROOMMATE AD PLEASE. I honestly would never think Oikawa would get a snake, but that doesn’t matter LOL. This was me indulging myself in the makki IwaOi best friends and mattsun stranger agenda but it’s a great agenda okay? It’s a good fic and there’s a microwaved fish :D

Lemonade by carriecmoney (T) 4.1k // okay once again, responsible drinking and don’t drink underage bad idea smh. But MatsuHana just making out where they want? I could see that. Yeah. Anyway, as much as public make out seshes make me *gag* feel embarrassed, what made me feel more *gag* embarrassed was the fact that the girls? just? stood? there? Like why are you watching this. Is that just me? I feel like they should’ve left smh.

surprise, surprise by airblends (T) 7.6k // some more pining and dancing around the issue whoooo. As much as I hate them not getting to the point (almost as much as I hate misunderstandings), it was a great fic. This is nosebleed c*ck block (idk if I needed to censor that but I did fight me).

A God for Every Season by timkons (T) 18.4k // I love the Hades and Persephone trope! Okay, I just love mythology leave me be, but anyway I really love a lot of this fic. Like how Mattsun thinks it’s a little brighter with Makki? CUTE I LOVE. But also, the fish funeral is ridiculous but also very on brand for Oikawa. And some BokuKuroo (idk is that their ship) in here as well :DDD

The Best/Worst Places to Cry in the City by AngryKitten (T) 4.4k // literally it is the title. Just you know, looking for the best place to cry in the city,,,, I’d like to say, don’t cat call people cause we’re not about that here. Even if it worked out for them, just don’t do it :/ Also don’t follow strangers. I feel like that’s a given but jic ya know?

this isn't exactly how i thought i'd be spending my adult years by jadedpearl (NR) 7.5k // okay petty Makki is yes and so is my Makki + IwaOi agenda LOL. (I’m thriving here can’t you tell? Yes regular skype/phone calls constantly) Anyway, blackouts and sickness really be here getting people together. (I’m asking nicely, nike.) And Makki is smooth with his words. (SHORTER MEN MADE ME LAUGH)

chocolate by tellalie (T) 3.6k // the dedication in this fic was amazing. Like making a whole a cake? Someone go do that for me. (For mankind.) Fake dating is really something else, but fake dating to out gag your best friends? Seems like I need to step up my game (but no seriously, my best friends are PDA monsters I hate it here). Also practice confessions are wack.

FINALLY I MADE IT. You don’t know how many times I almost gave up on finishing LMFAO. Is this my longest list? Idk. But I just know that I would’ve finished faster if I didn’t end up rereading almost every fic on this list LMFAO. Like no seriously I almost had to make a post saying this wouldn’t be coming out cause I got distracted by one of the longer fics (I’m blaming Mirror Flower, Water Moon specifically). But I hope you enjoyed this, and once again go thank that anon for spurring me into finishing this list LMFAO (am I a horse? Yea, probably but if one thing, I’m not sturdy).

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jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists · 3 years ago

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🥳🌈🐸 FIC WRITER TAG GAME🐸🌈🥳

hello everyone! i was tagged by the absolutely lovely @palimpsessed to take part in this, so here i go!

(ps i’m not gonna tag anyone, just say i tagged you if you see this and wanna take part ;p) ((pps i’m actually gonna tag @faeryphilia and @mostlymaudlin tho. my babes <3 my mutuals <3 my dears <3)) (((ppps you can still say i tagged you. muah have a nice day :3)))

How many works do you have on AO3?

21 works :) although, some of them are just rants and thank you letters, so i don’t think they all count :)

What’s your total AO3 word count?

about 60,082 words!! holy shit balls!! that’s crazy!!

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

one so far; which is carry on. i do plan to write for other fandoms tho ;p

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Cool Runnings and Sucking Cock {E}

Hey, Bartender? {E}

How Many? {E}

Vibrators, Breakfast, Goats, and More! They Got It All At The Copier Store! {E}

Monsters Under The Bed (And Outside Of It) {T}

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

of course yes! i absolutely love when i get interaction from my froglings!! 🐸 it’s a huge endorphin high anytime i get so much as a kudos! i love you all so much :D 🥰

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Well, Then You Burn {M}. It’s a major character death, so it’s pretty dang sad. it hurt me to write and i hope it hurts you to read :D

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

no, but i fear it constantly. i look back at some of my stuff and honestly? the shit i say to myself is already bad. i don’t think anyone could say something worse.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

it’s practically all i write, bestie. i am a whore. a slutty frog, if you will. i’ll write pretty much anything, but i do prefer to have some d/s undertones or just straight up bdsm. i am an unholy frog, but i also like my sweet and fluffy making love sessions too.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i fucking hope i have. that’d be the biggest damn compliment. or the biggest insult. like, oh i’m so good someone stole from me haha 😎. or they thought i was so irrelevant they could get away with it 😞. yknow?

Have you ever had a fic translated?

not as far as i’m aware, but if so, let me know!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope, but i’m totally down to work with anyone! i am going to be beta-ing for @angelsfalling16 tho, so that’s super cool! hit me up if you need absolutely anything to do with fics and i’ll try my best to be helpful! i’m sinful, but i’m a good mother frog 🐸 😌

What’s your all time favorite ship?

depends on what i’m obsessed with. rn it’s snowbaz, but it used to be hinny.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish, but don’t think you ever will?

yikes there’s so many. i have over 100 wips in progress rn but i’m too scared to talk about them bc i don’t want to ruin the surprise when i post, and my fic for the carry on too many aus fest is really kicking my ass. i have no idea how i’m going to get it out in time and i’m terrified i won’t be able to. IM NOT EVEN HALFWAY DONE AND POSTING IS TOMORROW WTF

What are your writing strengths?

no fucking clue. i mean, i THINK im good at dialogue? maybe?

What are your writing weaknesses?

fuck plot. i hate plot. plot can suck my ass. why can’t i just write dialogue and have people understand the picture in my head??? why am i so specific and picky about word count??? why do i hate simplicity???

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in fic?

i’ve done it before and will most likely do it again! i’m not fluent in anything other than english, though, so if i ever mess up, make sure to tell me!

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

so, that’s a good question. the first fandom i ever wrote for was dora the explorer. i’ve been writing fanfic for a LOOONG time. the first fandom i ever PUBLISHED for was carry on. i was sitting in the hospital, writing away, and i thought ‘huh. i should publish this.’ and that was that.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

i don’t have a favorite fic that’s published, but i sure as fuck have a favorite. it’s a long and grueling process and i’ve spent so much time with it, but i love it and i love the concept. it’s not even close to done, but i’m still excited.

#writer tag game #haha #snowbaz #simon snow #simon snow trilogy #carry on #wayward son #any way the wind blows

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the-actual-loch-ness-monster8 · 4 years ago

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So, what was your inspiration for House of the Rising Sun? (I feel like you've told us before, but PLEASE go off and get deep with it!) Like why'd you chose the mafia setting/AU? What made you decide that Evra would be a bartender and The Cirque would be a bar? Just ALL that, I love knowing those deep details that don't always transfer from the mind to the page~!

WARNING GUYS: YOU MIGHT WANNA READ THIS LATER IF YOU HAVENT READ TO AT LEAST ABOUT CHAPTER 10 OR 11 I BELIEVE

Oh boy, I love this question. Thank you Nom, I always love an excuse to ramble. So there's a few set of factors that led to House of the Rising Sun, and I think one of the first would be my bizarre obsession with The Godfather in middle school. (Side note: Who the hell put that book in a MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY???) This developed into a fascination with mafia history, no doubt fueled by my friendship with @evil-dad-evil (Thanks Lucien lmao), and one strange story about Jon Gotti from my dad, but thats a text post all its own. Regardless I just always thought it was neat is the basics.

The mafia au for Cirque du Freak just seemed like it would work well with a mafia au already, the vampires/vampaneze being rival families, all that jazz. It was one of those things that just clicked in my head. Of course, I thought was going to be perfect. Obviously, it wasn't, it saw two different rewrites before it got to where we are now, without a truly solid plot, it was bad. Probably because the first two attempts happened when I was in 8th grade. It wasn't until after I graduated high school and quarantine kicked this fandom up into high gear that I got it to actually be a decent fic.

This go round was the first time I had titled it "House of the Rising Sun", named for the song by The Animals, because it gave me the vibe of "I am in the mafia and i just shot my best friend and betrayed him and now im driving away from the funeral" and yes I know that is so, so weirdly specific. But the biggest help was when I had a thought of, "What if Wester and Darren met?" and what really kickstarted it was talking with an old rp partner (@maculaxsanguinis I love you and I miss u homie) and i had the thought of "Hey you know what would be fucked up? Wester framing Darren for Alicia's murder" and I got so stuck on that, that HoTRS had to be written. The "Darren gets framed" chapter was the thing I had looked forward to writing the most and I had been so excited about it, you have no clue how hard it was not to spill the beans in the discord. I actually wrote that chapter before the fic had even had it's first chapter thought through, though the original draft was not the chapter I ended up posting. It was the whole reason I ended up making the fic to begin with, and credit to my old friend as they were actually the one to come up with the "I do not know what you are capable of anymore." That hurt both Darren's and my own feelings.

Of course deciding to write that meant I had to figure out how to get there to begin wity, and with the vampires and vampaneze serving as rival families, I had to figure out what to do with The Cirque itself. Making it a bar seemed like this easiest option, giving a place for the story to start, and making Evra a bartender was bc... Well, I wanted Bartender!Evra but also, it gave Darren a way in. Darren talks to Larten at his suggestion, and Evra has no clue the amount of chaos that that will lead him into. That, and seeing as Darren's friendship with Steve has quickly been yeeted, (I made HoTRS!Steve kind of unhinged now that I think about it lmao) he's a good support for Darren, even if I'm not confident in how I write either of them. Not to mention someone who was on the outside of it all who still knew what was going on, which made for some great banter in certain chapters. (The exchange between them before the hit on Murlough is still gold to me.) But also, it's someone close enough not be too effected by everything, but still close enough to get hurt somehow.

But that's the story for how HoTRS ever ended up even so much as an idea in my head, and we've got @evil-dad-evil to thank for fueling my weird mafia obsession, and @maculaxsanguinis to thank for helping me plan one of the most dramatic, and possibly best scenes I ever wrote.

#cirque du freak #darren shan #evra von #house of the rising sun #hotrs questions #thank you nom this was fun to answer #i love talking about this so much

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briefololtragedy · 4 years ago

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Bleed for me

Pairing: ShiSaku

Rating: M (for violence)

Summary: Shisui didn’t like people touching what was his

for day 3 of shiSaku weekend: Yakuza AU, obsession, You’re mine and only mine @shisakuweek

Also posted on AO3

A pale child laid in a hospital bed. Their skin almost blending into the stark white sheets that encased the bed. A man and woman sat beside the bed holding onto the child’s hand. Tears could be seen streaming down their faces. They spoke sweet nothings into her ear. The young girl could not hear what they were saying. It was hard to distinguish the small fragile body of the girl from the lines going to and from her. She was almost more machine than human at this point.

The click clack of heels could be heard nearing the door. A gentle knock took the couples attention from their child to the woman now in the room.

“Mr and Mrs. Sato, I’m Doctor Sakura Haruno and here to talk to you about Rin.” The married couple grasped onto each other. They stared at the woman before them, waiting on bated breath for good news.

“I am one of the transplant doctors who specialize in pediatric cardiothoracic surgery. Do you mind if I sit as we talk about Ms. Rin?” A gentle smile made its way onto Dr. Haruno’s face as the couple nodded their heads yes.

“As you know Rin was born with hypoplastic left heart syndrome. She has undergone the three stages of repair for her condition, but has now developed complications from not having a 4 chambered heart.” Sakura paused giving time for the parents to process. She always hated these conversations. She glanced at the child laying in the bed. It was likely that good news would not come to this family.

“She has started to develop heart failure in combination with protein losing enteropathy, PLE, as we call it. We do not know the exact reason why some children who have undergone the second or third stage of repair develop this condition. There are some experimental procedures that some surgery centers have tried with little improvement in the patient's condition.” Another pause.

“We are currently pumping the blood through her body artificially with the machine you see. I know when Rin was placed on this they told you what it entails. Her heart is no longer strong enough to function. The machine is giving her lungs a break as well. Right now the best chance Rin has is a heart transplant. She will be near the top of the list in her current state. However, I want you to prepare for the worst case scenario. I am not sure when there will be a donor who matches Rin’s needs…” The words faded into the background for the couple as the sobs overtook them. The doctor placed a hand on the wife’s back rubbing soothing circles. She hoped for a miracle, but life was a cruel bitch.

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The doctor from before was sitting at a bar stool, her petal pink hair cascading down her back. She took a swig of the beer in her hand wanting to erase the day she had. She was dressed to kill with a body hugging backless dress. It was wine red in color, accentuating her alabaster skin. Her green eyes shined like emeralds.

She felt a calloused hands caress her back causing her muscles to twitch. She could smell the alcohol on the individual's breath.

“Aint you a pretty little thing. Let me buy you a drink and you can repay me later.” She had to roll her eyes.

“Beat it. I’m not interested.” She didn’t even bother looking at the man.

“Come on pinky. I can rock your world. You look like you need something stiff.” His laugh grated on her nerves. When he wouldn’t leave her alone, she got up and started to leave. The oaf of a man couldn’t take the hint and grabbed her waist, pulling her to him. She wanted to hurl fron the stench.

“You smell good pinky.” He was starting to rub his nose in her neck. Before she could send her elbow to the man’s skull he was already falling to the ground.

“Ahh!” The drunken idiot now had a foot crushing the bones in his hand. Sakura could hear the crunch of bone from where she was.

“I think the lady told you she wasn’t interested.” A rich baritone voice spoke.

“Oh you just want the bitch for yourself. Find your own. I saw this one first.” The man before her applied more force through his foot, causing the man below him to groan in agony.

“I think it would be best if you leave before something unsightly happens to you.” Sakura knew the man’s fate was dealt the moment he touched her. Sakura already saw a few men in the corner start to move. Once the drunk was up and moving to the exit, he was being followed.

“Was that really necessary, Shisui?” Sakura took the martini from him and started to sip it slowly. She melted when he wrapped his right arm around her. He brought his index finger to her chin and traced her bone structure. Shisui stopped once he was under her chin and turned her face to look at him.

“He was touching what was mine. Don’t forget you’re mine and only mine.” Shisui then sealed their lips together with a kiss.

“Hmm don’t forget you are mine as well.” Shisui smirked. He wouldn’t have it any other way. Shisui would do anything for her. _______________________________

Shisui sat in his leather chair listening to his lackeys talk about different shipments. He really didn’t care at the moment. Sakura was upset about one of her patients. While she told him most things, she always kept her work at arms length from him. Well she tried to for the most part.

When Itachi entered the room Shisui found his back straightening. The glint in Itachi’s eye told Shisui that he was successful in his mission.

“You three leave now.” The three scattered out the door faster than cockroaches clearing ,when a light was turned on. The two waited for the door to close before speaking.

“It appears Sakura has a patient who recently went on the heart transplant list. It's a young girl 8-9 years of age. She has two younger siblings. Mother is an elementary school teacher and father works for a bank. He is a low level teller. The nurses were saying how they don’t think a match will come in on time. Parents are preparing for the worse.”

Shisui leaned onto his clasped hands. “Did you get her blood type and cross matching?”

Itachi smirked and held up a file. “Of course I did. I also tracked down some of the regulars at that bar the two of you go to. I found one who is a match.”

This was just all too perfect.

“You know what to do. Sakura and I will be meeting there for drinks tonight.” Shisui got up from his desk and grabbed his jacket. He was going to kill two birds with one stone. Rid the world of a lowly excuse for a human being and make Sakura happy.

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Shisui had gotten to the bar early to make sure he was sitting in a dark corner. He watched the man go to the bar and order his drink. The bartender glanced his way and Shisui gave a nod. The guy was too busy talking with his friends to see the purple liquid get added to his drink. In just 30-60 minutes the man would lose all inhibitions and fall into the trap.

Itachi was stationed with two others around the bar. The moment Sakura walked into the bar Shisui’s breath escaped his lungs. He could never figure out how she looked so ethereal.

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Sakura snuggled to the man next to her. She buried her nose into his chest. He smelled of sandalwood.

“Hmm where did you go after we got home?” Sakura mumbled as she talked to him. Before he could answer her pager went off. Sakura jumped out of bed and grabbed her phone.

Soon she was kissing Shisui and rushing to get dressed. Shisui just leaned back in their shared bed. Thinking of earlier.

The blade ran up and down the man’s skin. Shisui made sure not to apply enough pressure to cut into the epidermis, at least not yet. The man’s arms and legs were bound to the table immobilizing him.

“Do you know why you are here...What’s your name again?” The man was a sobbing mess.

“K..Ken. Please I have a family.” Anger boiled in Shisui’s veins. He grabbed Ken’s chin, squeezing hard.

“You have a family? Do they know you were at a bar trying to force yourself on women?”

“I’ve never.” A forceful sob caused Ken’s body to jerk violently. Shisui squeezed harder on the man’s jaw. He could feel the bones give under his grip, with a flick of the wrist he jaw gave way.

“What were you doing tonight then? Touching what is mine.” Shisui knew he was not going to get an answer due to the dislocated jaw in his hand.

“Don’t worry your life will mean something once it is ended.” Shisui took his other hand and dug the knife at the base of Ken’s skull. He had read enough of Sakura’s medical textbooks to know the right place to hit to render someone brain dead. Ken would still have his brainstem functions allowing his heart to beat long enough for it to live in another.

In the corner sat Kabuto. While Shisui didn’t agree with his politics, he knew the man could keep a secret. Kabuto also knew better than to cross Shisui. Shisui would not waste any time adding more bodies to the bottom of the ocean.

“You know your part?” Shisui cleaned off his blade.

“Yes. I will take this man to the OR after declaring him brain dead. The nurses will find his organ donor card and alert the transplant team.”

“What are you waiting for? Go.” Shisui wanted to go back home and crawl into his bed. He knew his slumber was going to get distrubed in a few hours with the page Sakura was going to get.

Sakura was running around their bedroom grabbing the nearest article of clothing to dress in. Shisui threw the covers off his body and followed her.

“What are you doing?” Shisui just raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll take you to work so you can rest on the way there. I don’t have work in the morning so I can stay to drive you home.” Shisui melted when he saw her smile. He soon felt arms around his neck and a soft kiss.

“You’re amazing. I can never get over how kind of a husband I have.” Shisui just rested his head on hers before hurrying her to the car.

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He was pacing back and forth. He could see a couple with two young children sitting in the uncomfortable waiting room chairs. Sakura had been in the OR for over 5 hours now. He was lucky she let him sleep in her office, but he was restless. Multiple what if questions ran through his brain. Shisui started chewing on his thumb nail. He ignored the pointed looks from the staff and visitors who passed him.

Shisui propped himself on the wall. He wanted a view of the OR doors when they opened. After another hour or two, the doors finally opened. Sakura’s hair was tucked under her scrub cap and part of her face obscured by her surgical mask, but she still looked stunning. As he watched her walk over to the family Shisui knew it was all worth it.

It just wasn’t tonight that was worth it. He thought back to when he first met his wife. She was a struggling medical student who his little cousin brought over to stitch him up. Shisui was ensnared in her beauty at that moment. She didn’t bat an eyelash when he cursed at her due to the pain. Sakura didn’t care who he was or how he would be taking the mantle of the Yakuza head.

Shisui spent months planning on how he would bump into her. He memorized her schedule, followed her some nights. She became his obsession. His life was consumed by her. He felt like a nervous fool asking her out the first time. They fell into a comfortable rhythm after that. She was always by his side. Shisui found that they shared a lot of the same ideals.

“Shisui did you get any sleep?” Her hand on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts.

“I got some. Let’s get you home. Was the surgery successful?” He held her close as they walked back to her office.

“It was. Thank you.” Her head rested on his shoulder as they walked.

“No need to thank me.” Shisui found himself against her office wall as she devoured him.

“Without you there would have been no surgery tonight. So thank you. You got Kabuto to help didn’t you?” Well hearing that rat's name killed the mood.

“You said you didn’t want to be involved anymore.” They stood in her office embracing.

“You know it’s best for me to not be involved. Let’s get back home to Hiroyuki, he’ll be missing us.” Sakura was right. Their son would be missing them.

#shisui uchiha #shisui x sakura #shisaku #shisakuweekend082020 #Sakura Haruno #yakuza #SurgeonSakura

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