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[satocidal]

𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳“15 missed Calls”—Geto Suguru

Synopsis: Suguru wasn’t a jealous or angry man but then you usually didn’t flaunt your ass a round in a tiny dress either- but hey, Halloween’s every girl’s pass at being a whore, right?

── ˚₊✩‧₊ A/n: ok yeah I’m late to post for Halloween but it’s like barely anything to do with it so <3 also I did stray away from what I’d planned to write but then hehe👉👈 also, thanks to @romiyaro for beta and in general (I swear I’ll get pouty! Reader in some Drabble now💀)

── ˚₊✩‧₊ word count: 3.9k

── ˚₊✩‧₊ warnings: MDNI!!smut!!fem! Reader x Suguru; pussy inspection; degradation; jealous (but totally not toxic) Suguru; orgasm denial; hinted power dynamics; reader is more or less a brat; spitting; Suguru is almost a soft dom? It was supposed to be just smut but idk (PWP)

“Crawl”

You stared at him blankly, “Now,” Suguru added, brows raised- a smirk wide on his face as you drop to your knees.

“I’ll be back late, don’t wait up on me Su’”

A nod he passed mindlessly—“Sure thing babe- just lemme know if I have to pick you up and don’t get wasted, send me a message if you change locations and-”

A heavy pause settled in, you walked in skittishly—a bashful grin on your face, “This ok?” Question which referred your dress in place.

Mostly, it wasn’t ok—definitely not appropriate in the way the small little satin piece hugged your body, so short Suguru was sure you would flash somebody after two drinks.

But it was Halloween—every girl’s free pass at being a whore.

A sigh Suguru let out, “it’s gorgeous, you’re gorgeous…”

Your smile, guilty, only spread further, “..but?”

He smiled, shaking his head, “Nothing, just take care ok?” A step towards you and a turn of his finger to give him a spin—chuckling as you twirled excitedly and then hugged him—he was very sure it would be a long night.

-

15 missed calls, 25 messages with the same connotation of “are you ok?” And “where are you?”

A single slurred reply to you 40 messages with a “suguwu :)):) m’ kay. Pck me up im 20?”

And with all obviousness, it wasn’t well received at all—so evident in the way tension hung heavy in the car, your seat belt properly holding you in place—his piercing gaze, and the certain placement of his hand on your thigh that kept you as sober as possible.

“Mm sorry,” you slurred out again, head lolling to the side to look at him—stuck at the way his jaw clenched at your words.

Not a word he passed, not a word after that, did you.

And hence, ride back home was quiet, awkward and…in some way, scary.

Click- the door fell shut, locked, entrapping what was of you and Suguru alone in the house.

And just so suddenly, every stitch in the hem of your flimsy red dress began seeming interesting—“What did I tell you?”

You winced and groaned, internally at his tone—“The fact that I trust you to- to, gods,” he paused as if searching for the right words—but you saw it, the switch in his eyes as they darkened just the slightest—“To leave the house dressed as a cheap little whore, one thing I asked for. Your fucked out lil’ brain can’t even do that?”

You stood there in the middle of your apartment, frowning and loosely, berated as a little kid, it seemed.

“Mm’ sorry Su’ it’s just- the girls-”

A sharp glare from him, enough to make your excuses die down your throat—“The girls this and the girls that right? Why was there nobody when I picked you-”

“-I ordered them all Ubers,” you muttered under your breath, a silence resting again.

“And you couldn’t one for yourself, why?”

You paused, hesitated—never once looking at him, “I thought…I thought I had you so…”

That was when Suguru took notice of the pout you held—the one you did all the time, The one he mostly loved.

“Besides,” you began—attention strained on the memory as you thought hard, “I’m not a child to be taken care of, or someone who’ll get lost-”

What you had assumed would quieten everything down only seemed to uproar a side of him you barely saw.

“Excuse me?”

You gulped, hard—“well yeah-”

“Shut the fuck up.” He snapped, moving all so close—“You were down right freezing and shivering when I pulled up, I don’t care what your girls do but your tits were almost hanging out, like a damn slut. Hell, why did you have those 20 dollar bills stuffed in there?”

You almost wanted to chuckle at the last part- it would make for a funny story, but the look on Suguru’s face screamed that it would have to wait till at least, the next day.

“I was alright,” you scoffed, a hand pushing him away—not a budge that it caused in his stance, “The bartender…he was nice- didn’t even let no one come near our drinks and- and even offered me lemons after closing and-”

“-woman,” Suguru interrupted quick, a long sigh withdrawn, “it was me who offered you lemons,”

You waited—a pink tint already dusted your face, ears burning at his words, “oh.”

He sighed again, seemingly recollecting his thoughts as you bit your lip—gods how he adored you—especially when you wobbled slight, wrapping your arms around his torso and pulling yourself into him, head resting in his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled softly, against his body—his hands resting on your sides, “I know you’re a big girl alright? I know you can look after yourself,” he pulled away slight, a kiss landing on your forehead, “but it’s my responsibility too you know? And it was majorly annoying to have you gone like that,”

A nod you passed, again an apology mumbled except this time you were met by the shake of his head.

“No you’re not,” he mumbled, “you do this a lot you know?”

And you do, not informing him of the late night work sessions and what not, not informing him on time of a date cancelled, he was rightfully tired.

“Now, here on I’ll just punish you doll, you can deny it and we’ll go off to sleep and deal with it another time or you can be a good girl, my good girl and take everything because frankly, I’m a little too mad to sleep right now,”

You looked into his words, it wasn’t a bad idea, particularly, you would of course never utter a no.

But then, you knew what it entailed, you knew how it ended last time, how embarrassing but then just how much you loved it too—a nod, all the affirmation provided.

“Strip,” a command from there on, “quick,” he added, eyes boring into your form as he did so.

And strip you did, it wasn’t anything new but just the way your fingers trembled, as did your thoughts as you pulled down the satin dress down—Suguru’s groan was loud, sounding throughout the apartment—your breasts well out easily, “No bra?” And you wanted to snort at the obliviousness of the question, of course, no bra.

“At least tell me you’ve got your panties still on,” you licked your lips, face warmed up at his words—it wasn’t anything new, but then why did that certain tone of condescension feel just so right?

Suguru held back another groan as the white g-string came to his view, the one that he bought, “such a slut,” he whispered.

Over the couch, he motioned you—the sound of his tongue clicking as you stepped forward.

“I’m sure only good girls get to be with dignity,” there on his face, he held a grin which you wanted to slap away too—but all to no avail.

“Crawl” everything in his voice assured you that a brat was not what he would appreciate tonight.

You stared at him blankly, “Now,” Suguru added, brows raised- a smirk wide on his face as you drop to your knees.

It was simply embarrassing, in the way your hips swayed a little as you moved, all that was your dignity remained flitted to that small piece of clothing that you knew Suguru would probably tear away.

Your gaze remained downturned, too ashamed, humiliated to even look him in the eyes—but just one glance and you’d see that amused smirk, the satisfied expression on his face as he took in the sight displayed for him.

You halted near his feet- a ginger lick of your lips, unsure, uncertain on the sequence to be followed, tugging on the hem of his pants in a confused manner.

“Hm? Don’t know what to do? My, and here I thought the big girl was all so smart to do as she pleased,”

You let out a loud whine at his words, startled a little too as he squatted down to your level—“sh,” he muttered, pressing a finger to your lips, “all I want to hear tonight is an actual apology,”

Another nod, tersely you snapped your eyes away, knowing that’s as all you could do tonight.

He hummed along as well, getting up and motioning you with a finger too, “on the couch please doll,” and you were sure what was to come here on.

Across the arm rest you lay, biting your lip—so exposed, so vulnerable and to think he hadn’t shed a single piece of clothing himself.

His fingers were gentle in the way they touched you, you knew he wasn’t mad—but you knew you’d also end up crying by the time he was done.

They traced you gently, over your back, feathery touches to your spine—tickling almost, he bent down just at that too, down to your ear, “Feeling ashamed hm?”

A hum was all to add to his words as you lay yourself easy, tension ebbing away with the way he massaged you—“you know,” he began, “you should be more ashamed of your actions, acting like a brat rather than being ashamed of your pussy and bare ass on display,”

Just at that you wanted the couch to engulf you, you knew that he knew you did—that was the purpose, “You deserve some punishment eh?” A squeal you let you as his pinned you inner thigh, pushing it apart—“should get your pretty little girlfriends too eh? Make em watch since all of you seem like a bunch of sluts to me,”

All in good humour, you reminded yourself, but a small pout found it’s way along your features, as it always did when Suguru got degrading.

“15 spanks,” he mused, “just pink enough right?” — the sentence was ended with another pinch, 15, you but your lip—there would be something more to it.

“15 and you thank me for each, yeah pretty thing? Your pretty head can do that f’me tonight?”

you bobbed your head, not daring to even turn your head and look at him once.

A patient quiet settled in, your body relaxed further—Suguru smiled wide as he looked at you, so perfect for him, “remind me why you’re here sweetheart?”

The sweetness in his vice was sharp still, condescending in every way, “b-because I uh- I…I was out late? Didn’t—did not call o-or inform you-ah!”

-smack!

Your words simply fell short as the slap landed hard on your ass, so sure to grab it right after and and squeeze—Suguru pulled back, and waited.

“Thank you, Suguru,” you sighed, and you waited right after, expecting the next hit.

“We can stop if it’s too much-”

“-I’ll take it, wanna be a good girl, please i-”

A sharp slap on your right cheek and then the left, aimed carefully, accurately proportional, “atta girl,”

“Thank you,” you groaned at his words, eyes clenched shut, surprised in the way he chose not to hold back in midst of your words—but then, typical Suguru.

Just so, many a times Suguru landed the flat of Palm down on your ass, dusty pink to a rosy one, the process was slow as your backside gained its hue, so pretty.

18 spanks in, Suguru never spanked just the amount he promised, always more—the 19th spank sounded like a crack against your warmed up ass, you didn’t bother showing your gratitude.

A small pause, Suguru chuckled, “nothing? Why don’t I just-” a sharp pain elicited in you bottom half as another slap sounded in the room- a hard spank on your pussy, just hard enough to have you gasping.

“Thank you,” you mumbled out—tears forming at the brink of your eyes now,, form slumping onto the couch, exhausted and spent, sore from the position he’d had you hold so long.

“Bet you are, especially from all this wetness,” another slap on your pussy, “getting wet from your punishment?” Another slap, the tears threatened to spill, at this point, “that’s how sorry you are?”

You wanted to scream at him, thatyou were sorry but it was Suguru and this conversation was nuts to begin with so you remained your quiet, the pout slowly turning to a frown.

“On the couch, legs wide apart,” scrambling to your feet, you detested the way he chuckled as you grabbed onto him for support, the booze never helped and the way you were all so sore from hefty time spent in that uncomfortable position, nothing helped at all,, but that was fine, Suguru was gentle in the way he helped you settle.

“Just a small inspection, ok doll?”

The words and the fate of it came crashing down on you fast.

You gritted your teeth at his words, you knew what that meant—he would find your arousal, shame you for it, punish you maybe and you loved the process, every bit of it.

Sprawled across the couch, feet planted to your side onto the couch, while Suguru rested in the place between, warm breath tickling you, making your hole clench around nothing.

“If I slip these panties down,” you’re weren’t sure why he even bothered asking, the wet spot was all so apparent, “will I find you wet?” Even so, you lay audacious—a shake of your head, his smirk widened.

Fingers hooked into the waist and of your g-string, he pulled quick, not a second wasted , he’d been wanting to do this all evening.

An amused raise if his brow, eyes stuck at the string of your juices that worked its way from your pussy to the gusset of your flimsy panties.

There, finally, in all its glory, your pussy lay glistening with arousal under his gaze—“liar,” he grinned as he stared at it hungrily, “such a fuckin’ liar,” he repeated, almost in a daze.

Subconsciously though, your hips rolled, almost lifting to feel his touch, another set of clicking sounds, “don’t act like a cheap whore, you think I’ll just touch your pussy like that?”

Your eyes watched him, confused, as they stared down at his form in between your legs, kneeling for you, hair tied back.

“Need to see if this pussy’s still worth it babe,” and soon enough, everything made sense—a whine of disagreement rose through you, a glare from him acted enough a filter.

“Please, I’m sorry-”

“-prove it doll,” was all he muttered as he dove his fingers onto your pussy, mindful to only cause discomfort as he prodded at your folds, no more or less.

“Let’s see…” he snickered, “gods,” he chuckled, “think I gotta clean all of this before I can even start eh?”

Your eyes bounced around ditzy, you wanted just him, anything—“but the question is do we do this the right way and I wipe you clean? Or…” and all before the statement even came to its end, Suguru had dived in, pressed his hot tongue flat against your folds, basking in the gasp that you let out.

A sharp inhale you took as he pulled away just as fast, his eyes stuck onto yours, “I think cheap whores like you shouldn’t get the better end of the stick so…” with that, you cursed internally at the box of wipes that Suguru and you kept on the coffee table all the time—you cursed as the pulled out three tissues with ease.

“It’s supposed to cause discomfort so be prepared for that but if it hurts or is too much, let me know, ok?”

You nodded at his words, nervousness flickering on your face and he chuckled, squeezing your wrist slight—little comfort that it provided.

The first dab was ginger, as if testing his boundaries, soon came the second and then the third—until Suguru was easily navigating and cleansing you, almost felt infantilising.

How so very humiliating indeed.

“That’s your apology hm?” The smile jo longer rested on his face, “look at only me when I’m down here,” he added, noticing the slight hang of your head and almost closed off eyes.

“Such a naughty girl that you are,” he mused, “am I to believe you got this turned on from a spanking? Or was it something your girls did hm?” A sharp smack that ended on your hardened clit, he stroked it a little while he was there, “how absolutely pathetic doll,”

Shame blanketed you slight, not covering all of what you wanted for you still remained absolutely naked and open on for him, a satisfied hum he passed, tossing away the second tissue after dragging it from your slit all the way down to your other hole.

“Now that I begin inspecting my girl,” he chuckled at the pout you’d held the entire while, “you brought this upon yourself baby,”

And you had, but particularly, Suguru did think you held up better than most times.

You watched as he eyes your pussy, unsure of how to embarrass you further—he grinned, “my my, it’s so pink underneath all that slick hm? Almost as pink as your sweet ass,” with that he landed a sharp slap to your ass, just as a reminder—giggling at your squeal.

Thick fingers spread apart your folds slowly, tracing it over your pussy lips—a tickling sensation, “is your cunt clean enough to be used hm?”

You let out a sigh as he pulled at your folds, making sure to not once lay a finger on your clit—yet accurate enough to just pull back the hood of it.

“Is it clean enough that I can use your little hole now as a cum dump?” His fingers patted down onto your bare cunt, relishing in the wetness that seeped out your hole—“maybe you don’t deserve it all hm?”

With that, Suguru spit on your cunt, the wetness only ever grew as he Smeared it around, “had to make sure,” he snickered mischievously, “that this pussy’s still mine.”

You wanted to whine and groan, shove his head into your pussy so he eat you until you cried—but you know, you knew all too well that any attempts would only get your hands tied and mouth gagged with your soiled panties.

Suguru hummed, snapping his fingers, “eyes on me doll—now, I think, from the outside, you’re ok,” he smirked, “but I’d need to check the inside too right?”

You nodded at his words mindlessly, of course anything he said would he correct, “you’re lucky I’m not mad at ya, would’ve made ya bounce on that dildo of yours till ya’ cried,”

And by now, your patience was running low—Suguru was a tease, apparent from the way your clit itself twitched for his contact, your hips rolled and hole clenched uselessly—you were dying to fight back.

But you wouldn’t, because Suguru demanded a good girl tonight.

A finger moved into you slow, very slow, hips bucked only to be pushed down harshly by Suguru at that—“Take only what I give you,” he warned, loving the feel of your walls clenching about his finger.

You were to watch him, sure but nothing mattered anymore as your head fell back—“please,” you whimpered, “just a little more.”

He smiled at the way your face contorted about his thick finger, slow as he moved it about, a circular motion and then pushing it against your walls before pulling away entirely.

The slick coated his finger just as before, only this time He brought to his mouth still, tasting you right there and humming.

“Good as always,” he muttered, eyeing carefully your ministrations, “please Suguru,” you cried out, “touch me p-please,”

Tricky slope.

Suguru was going to touch you anyways, of course he would but your statement only ever pushed away the ebbing orgasm he would’ve provided.

“Of course, my love,” he grinned—slyly before pushing in two fingers roughly into your hole—loving just how you gasped and mewled about it.

Then again, nothing mattered to you anymore.

"S-S—Suguruuu, harder... please. Moremoremore!" your begs fell in a hoarse voice.

“A sweet spot already?” A toothy grin he held as he pumped the two fingers into you slowly, loving the way your eyes rolled back at his touch.

Your thighs were spread out wide on the couch — raised now in the air as he leaned his body close, reaching knuckle deep and curling his thick fingers up into a gummy spot that made you shudder and grip a cushion.

"Ouh, Fuck! Sugu—"

“Ah, ah, ah, only apologies I said, right?” His tone was so soft even so, almost heavenly that you felt.

You pinch your bottom lip between your teeth as he hits deep strokes and massages his fingertips into your gummy walls— sticky juices are all over his hand because of all that cleansing he worked out of you earlier. Suguru smiled to himself, knowing you wouldn’t appreciate getting that couch wet with your juices in the morning—to hell with that.

You looked cute, as you gasped and moaned in his fingers—he took note of the ever present pout on your lips, oh how he wanted to fuck it out of you—but then, the mean thrusts diluted down to gentle strokes soon enough, boy was he soft for you.

Suguru was doting still, knowing that no way you could’ve taken his cock without prep—struggling with even his fingers tonight, he loved being bigger than you.

Bigger, faster, harder and merciless as they pursue your orgasm.

"Gonna cum and make a mess for me again? Yeah?"

"Yes! Please, pleasepleaseplease — make me cum!" you whisper frantically against him.

He chuckled when you moan, pumping his fingers faster and faster, fingering at your clit with his other hand to tip you over the edge.

“Nothing unless I allow it,” he announced finally, ah—that was why he’d been lenient earlier—gods how you hated him.

He studied you intently as your orgasm built up, if only that was his focus onto other things— maybe if he would have had the same determination in general as he does now when finding your G-spot, then he perhaps wouldn’t have struggled with daily life issues as much as he had to.

Suguru's dampened forehead rested against your thighs. He felt the radiating heat of your pussy in this proximity. Those dark eyes never stop staring at you, making sure you're as flustered as possible even in this pleasure-drunk state.

"Fuck... you're gushing..." he says in awe, " 'promise to lick my fingers clean after, yeah?" he rasps against you.

"Yes yes yes!" you say. He's pretty sure that you would have said yes to anything right then; you were so blissed by the way his fingers worked into your soaking hole, by the way they stretched you open just right.

The apartment was filled entirely, with the sound of your gushing pussy squelching with his thrusts—so tempted to attach his tongue onto your cunt but he knew you’d never be able to control yourself after that.

But to tease you was the goal—just slightly, almost a feathery touch he lay on your clit as he began rubbing it again, “shit doll, I do think your pussy’s worth turning a cum dump into,” you groaned at his words—mind almost mush as you chased your high, clenching at his fingers—until he pulled out immediately.

Until your high entirely ebbed away.

A confused and betrayed look you passed him, “wa-wait what? Suguru-! I-”

He simply giggled at your state, slapping your ass one more time as he got up and away, “you’re an idiot if you thought you’d be cummin’ t’night,”

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[irl-morros-account]

FUCK OFF I KNOW OK. Don't need to hear it from you.

Also yes, he knows exactly what he's doing. BUT I ALSO KNOW THAT, AND HES BEING A DICK ABOUT IT

Alright. Okay. So, you lost a bet that you made. That's fine! You can recover- is he still rubbing it in your face and is his batch of chili still being gobbled down as leftovers in the fridge??? These things are very important to know if we're going to salvage any of this

I feel like I'm consulting a lawyer.

No it's not fine. You don't need to lie to me. Every time I walk past him and end up making eye contact, he smirks and lifts his head higher. I want to smash him into the ceiling

Nyas definitely the one eating it most, but Zane and Cole do too, a bit. Jay and Lloyd think it's too spicy and I have too much honour to fall down to kais level.

[briliantlymad]

KinnPorsche Fic Rec List Part 1/??

LETS GO IM DOING IT IM DOING IT EHEHEHEHEH

Starting off with some that i love, completed, or work in progresses or just freshly posted. some are filthy some are not. And ALL that deserve more love

Pouring Down Crimson Fire by Lilla_Torg

This is a good one guys. Rated M. Right off the bat it hit all the good spots for me when I read fics. Alternate Universe. Magic. Porsche being an absolute BAMF. And it has that distinct Dark! Kinn flavour that I really really love. Obbsessed kinn for the win. get yourself a porsche baby. “You’re mine. Say it.”  “I’m yours,”

2. mirror, mirror by @wiccawrites

Rated E. YOU KNOW I LOVE THE SEXY TIMES. This one is so well written. the scene setting, the lead up to the climax (wink wink) was awesome. It builds up well. definitely one of the best explicit fics written for Kinnporsche being kinky bastards. Mirror sex written well. Orgasm denial my love

 "what if I didn’t feel like telling you what I want?”

“Then I won't know what to do."

3. The power in the taking by @iffervescent

Ah this fic was one of the first few posted for the fandom. and if you haven't read it you've gotta go read it now. It's got the characterisations down to the T. Absolutely love Kinn Porsche who dont talk to each other. also love how shameless kinn is in this like yeah i get that. Rated E and has one of the best written sex scenes ngl

“Pliant…and obedient.” Kinn says. 

“Fuck you.”

4. Alone Together by bewarethetraclepuppies

NOW LISTEN TO ME. I usually don't deviate much from the usual Kinn x Porsche pairing. but this one. ITS SO GOOD. Its Kinn x Porsche x Big. From Big's POV, there is ANGST and there is hurt and there most definitely is | comfort | This bad boy is 20016 words and i will let you know i was hanging onto every word. It just finished updating like. yesterday. SO GO READ IT. getting together in the forest is so onbrand for them.

Porsche rolls his eyes at him and stands up. “I’d slap you upside the head but you’re already hurt. I’m gonna set this snare, okay? There’s this fucking mouse that’s been bothering you at night and I’m gonna fuck it up.”

“I can see you,” Big whispers.

Kinn smiles. “I see you, too.”

5. Silvered Perceptions by @nuwildcat

Now this one. I've been waiting for it since @nuwildcat posted a little snippet for it. AND WOW. I'm a slut for A/B/O universe but i go crazier when its for KinnPorsche. BAMF competent porsche does things to me. Rated E, 3 chapters so far and i've gone crazy over all of them. The characterisation is amazing. the whole thing is well written. and mama theerapanyakul has a lot more influence on this fic's Kinn and that's just delicious.

“Till next time, Porsche.” And with that he’s gone, leaving Porsche behind with slightly shaky knees.

6. Starry eyes sparking up my darkest night by cherry_apples22

Ok so. Alternate universes are usually tricky to read, cus sometimes they don't hit right. but this one does. Its Alternate Universe- Fantasy. Dark Kinn and Dark Porsche. with just the right deliciousness. it is also written really well and makes it so easy to just. visualise the scenes and really get into the overall tone of this oneshot. a lovely little fuck you to korn in there too.

“Don’t let that pretty little head get any delicious ideas…” “…Ideas about how many men and women would kill to have you look at them with those eyes and have that beautiful mouth all over their skin.” 

7. Squeeze a little, tease a little more by @mirrorofprinces

Jae never misses. this oneshot is absolutely delicious, brat porsche is so dear to me. Kinn and Porsche are horny bastards and jae gets it right i love that for me. Written really well, the scene is absolutely fap worthy. And that's saying smth.

"Porsche knows he’s tucked up well under the desk, theoretically completely hidden, but..."

8. darling, you ain't seen nothin' yet by Kai Fennimore

Chaotic competent Porsche lovers riseeeeee. BAMF porsche is a delight to read. Rated G. and it's got one more chapter to go. It's slightly unserious but i love it for that. Porsche collects all the nongs.

"Something feels wrong. Porsche felt it the second the meeting with the Italians ended, the sudden shift in the air, the heavy tension."

9. Ill-fitting and tattred by Vicyvn

Post-canon Mafia head Porsche and how he absolutely rocks a dress. So sexy T _ T you won't believe it but my ears went red reading this fic. Kinn Porsche and how i love that the author shares my love for breeding kink because HELL YEA. "Words on the note are written as ‘Kinn’s spouse’, but Porsche understands they’re read as 'Kinn’s whore'."

10. How do you like it, daddy by @baby-droll

This is a series. And its absolutely amazing. The whole premise is delicous and each of the four fics is amazing. KinnPorsche A/B/O verse. it's toxic and that just makes it all the more flavoursome. Dark Kinn who's out here doing the most to Porsche. Just a list of explicit tags that are my favourite. Porsche gets himself a mate.

"It's one of the better cages he's danced in"

And thats 10. I have more. a lot more. But i only re-read these today.

The rest of my free time was spent reading Orientalism by Edward Said. and studying for my IR and HR classes tomorrow. T _ T

[aphrodite1288]

Hi. Sorry don't get me wrong. I believe about Kaisu and tried to always read this entire blog. But after your answers (and self proclaiming) for those anon, im kind a wonder, do you ever share pics or gif or any possible proof that "really" belongs to you (or any either admins) here? Ofc, you wont share they kissed or intimimate position. Just wondering.

No personally I don't. I can't risk their career, their own fans would flip it against them let alone the highly homophobic korean fans and general public, It's a loss you can't see it you would never question Kaisu ever and you would live in peace not bothering the haters are the s*** they proclaim because you're there with all the evidence there with you and you couldn't care less it's such a bless, and since you can't have this kind of evidence this is why we are here but too bad youre always in doubt and one day we'll disappear and you would wish we stayed, I'm sure it's not long until we get a warning it's hard to stay lowkey and hiding for that long 😅) Admin Aurore shared some photos with her close anons here as a gift for being nice and supportive of Kadi and the blog. Anons she knew the longest the ones she actually trusts.

What moment I would share if I could? Would be kaisu on a date in the day of gen¹kai when y'all were crying 😂 (I swear kaisu hilarious and couldn't care less, even some of the homophobic japanese and korean eksol I knew were shocked when they saw Ji with Soo on a date during Gen"kai when the whole world was upside down, I remember how they were in denial and they said Ji is just upset because he was exposed by dissupatchu so he went to his bandmate brother to vent Because he needed emotional support and his hyung was just providing him that, nothing more nothing less no homo 😅 sick! Why would he go with the bandmate he is involved with the most? It's because it affects both of them because they're in the same relationship) and second one would be their 🥳 in Europe which he updated a whole post about ans still has it on his IG and tbh I had no idea of Kadi in europe of it wasn't for Admin Fallone who told me and showed me pics her friend who met the had, those were the best to convince someone if Kaisu.

@Yoshida

[immagrosscandy]

There’s no need for a soldier when the war is over.

This is like a super quick drawing (I haven’t drawn a human in like a month WOW)

But yea lol Kay just subtly gets replaced with Corey by almost all his friends bc he is always trying to get them to see the mystery isn’t over and there’s still threats out there! But they just want a normal life and he’s really killing the vibe yo....

[leossmoonn]

New Light

masterlist

pairing - kai parker x fem!human!reader

type - angst, fluff

note - so this is like sometime during season 6. im rewatching the series but i haven't got to season 6 yet (im rewatching it so when i write and include situations and plots from the show, i can be correct w the timeline lol.), so sorry if some of the info and timeline is incorrect. i did a little research to try and get the timeline right though. enjoy! oh! and also i made bonnie and enzo already get together since ik they get together in like season 8

summary - kai tries to make you fall for him

warnings - mild language, suggestive language, make out scene

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*gif isn’t mine*

Kai watched you as you moved around the kitchen, making dinner for your friends and you. You were in the Salvatore Boarding House, the place you lived in after having your home destroyed by Klaus Mikaelson. The Salvatore brothers adopted you into their home. You had been friends with them for the past few years, so it wasn’t surprising you moved in. You already spent more than half your time here anyways. 

Tonight you were having a dinner party, planned by your friends and you to just relax and forget about every crazy thing that had and was happening in your life. Granted, something crazy was probably gonna happen, interrupting the relaxing night, but you held onto hope to have one normal night. Like how you used to before all the supernatural stuff.

One thing kept the hope from staying, though. It was Kai Parker. The insane witch who was ruining everything for you and your friends over the past few months. Stefan had decided to invite him over, make nice with him so you all would have him on your side. You sided with Stefan to not be in a fight with your best friend, but you deeply hated the thought of Kai sitting with you. Eating dinner, staring at you like a creepy stalker, probably plotting your death. Good thing was, though, Elena and Caroline were at the house, helping you. Everyone knew that if you were alone with Kai, you would probably kill him. Bonnie, sadly, was with Stefan and Damon, working out a plan to kill and/or get him back into the prison world. 

You were in the kitchen alone at the moment, Kai was sitting at the island table, staring at you. He had a smug look on his face, resting his chin on his palm and leaning on the counter. He never tore his eyes away from you. It made you want to gouge his eyes out. To try and ignore him, you put on music and focused on the dinner you were making. 

You sang the lyrics to ‘Since U Been Gone’ by Kelly Clarkson quietly. You moved your body to the beat, chopping up onions. 

“You have a beautiful singing voice,” Kai said. 

You rolled your eyes, huffing and ignoring him. 

“You know, I can sing, too. I used to love singing in the car with my family,” Kai said. 

“Before you slaughtered them?” You remarked. 

Kai frowned at you, pain shooting through his heart. You continued making steak, turning on the stove and letting it heat up. Elena and Caroline finally came back into the kitchen with ice cream and alcohol. You snatched the bourbon from Caroline’s hand, getting out a cup and pouring yourself a drink. 

“Can I have some?” Kai asked.

You nodded, not looking at him. You poured him a glass, walking over and setting it in front of him. His hand reached out to grab the glass, making contact with your hand. His fingers brushed against yours. You felt your skin tingle and goosebumps arose on your arm. Kai noticed and smirked. 

“Cold?” He asked. 

You glared at him and pulled back your arm immediately. “No.”

Kai chuckled, knowing you lied. He could sense you had feelings for him, even if you never would admit it. He just needed to make you see him differently so those feelings would surface. 

You went back to ignoring him, which only fueld his pining for you more. 

Elena and Caroline went over to you with the steaks.

“You know, Mr. Socio is in love with you,” Caroline said. 

“He's not in love with me. He just likes to chase people and get them comfortable, then hurt them. Since I’m the only one not with a boy who can protect me, with you having Stefan and Damon, Caroline having Tyler and Klaus at her beckoning call, and Bonnie having Enzo, he has chosen me to haunt and stalk,” you said.

Elena looked back at Kai, who was looking at you still. Elena turned her attention towards you, again. 

“I hate Kai as much as the next person, but he really looks like he has actual feelings for you. You should give him a chance.”

You scoffed, not believing what you were hearing. “Did you forget that he almost killed Bonnie and your beloved Damon to the prison world? He slaughtered his siblings and father without any remorse. Not to mention, he's an annoying prick.”

Elena laughed, “I used to think about that with Damon. But look at me now, I’m in love with him.”

“Yeah, but Damon isn’t a bad person, he just does bad things. Plus, I have seen the way he looks at you and treats you, he is every girl’s dream. Not to mention, he’s a pretty attractive guy. Kai isn’t like that. I mean, yeah, he’s hot, but he’s not the type of person I, or anyone, would want to date,” you explained and took a sip of bourbon.

Caroline smirked, “So, you are attracted to him.”

“No. You can say someone is attractive but not have any romantic feelings,” you shrugged.

In your mind, though, a little voice in your head told you that you did have feelings for him. You ignored the voice, not wanting to try and battle with your feelings. 

“Sure, Y/n. The more you deny it, the worse your feelings will get,” Elena teased. 

You rolled your eyes, flipping the steaks. Oil popped off the pan and hit your wrist. You squealed in pain, holding your wrist. 

Elena hurriedly got you a cold washcloth and pressed it on your wrist. 

“Thanks, El,” you smiled. “Mind taking care of the steaks? I have to keep a cold compress for a little.”

“Not at all. Care, can you get the sundae bar ready?” Elena asked, taking the tongs you used to turn the steak over. Caroline nodded, going over to the cabinets to get ice cream toppings out. 

You went over to the living room, slumping on the couch and grabbing the remote. You turned on ‘Gilmore Girls’. You kept the cold compress on your wrist. 

You felt the couch sink on your left. You didn't bother to look over, already knowing who it was. You two didn’t even sit in silence for 10 seconds before Kai started talking. 

“Rory and Jess should’ve stayed together. Dean’s too soft,” Kai commented while watching the tv. 

“Jess is bad for her. He's smart, but he still has no future. Dean really loves Rory and she threw that away,” you argued.

“True, but Jess loves her, too, just in a different way. Dean is so mellow. Jess is fun, exciting, dangerous. Kind of like Damon. That’s why Elena chose Damon instead of Stefan, right? Because he made her feel things that Stefan could never make her feel, which she liked better,” Kai stated. 

You glared at him. “She didn’t choose him just because of that.”

“No, she chose him because of that. You choose someone because the way they make you feel, that's how love works,” Kai said, turning his attention towards you. 

You felt his burning stare. You decided to turn to him, looking into his dark blue eyes. 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” you sighed. 

Kai smiled. His smile made you feel giddy and warm inside. You pushed those feelings away, piling more denial and hate in your mind towards him. 

“You have those feelings towards me, too,” Kai smirked. 

You peeled your eyes away from him, ignoring him once again. 

“Don’t deny it, Y/n. I can see it on your face. I can feel it,” Kai teased, scooting closer.

“Kai, stop,” you muttered. 

He got so close to you, you felt his breath on your cheek. Your heart rate picked up and you found it hot and hard to breathe. Heat went down south between your thighs and goosebumps formed on your neck. 

“You like me, Y/n. I can hear you breathing heavy and you heart beating fast. I can smell your arousal between your legs,” Kai said, putting his hand on yours.

You pulled your hand away. “I said cut the shit, Kai. You’re making me uncomfortable,” you lied. 

Kai’s eyes softened and he moved away immediately. “I’m sorry. I just-”

“You just what, Kai? Think you can use your witchy powers with me to make me fall in love with you? News flash, psycho, I’m not dumb,” you scoffed and stood up.

“I didn’t try to use my powers, I swear. But I can use my powers to heal your burn,” Kai suggested. 

“No, I don’t want your help,” you shook your head. 

“Get off your high horse and let me help you, Y/n. That burn will take a few days to heal and it'll hurt when you shower or brush something against it. Please, Y/n, I want to help you,” Kai pleaded. 

You looked at him. His eyes showed honesty. You sighed in defeat and sat back down on the couch. You moved close to him, your thighs touching. Kai took the cloth off of your burn and held your arm gently. The same, lovey-dovey feelings came back. This time, you didn't fight it as hard, letting yourself enjoy not having to keep up your walls.

“I’m so mean to you, why are you helping me?” You asked. 

“Because I like and care about you. I don’t like seeing the people I care about hurt,” he answered.

He put his free hand over your burn. The burn disappeared by skin forming over it. 

“Really? If you cared about me, you’d leave me alone,” you chuckled. 

“I can’t when I gotta get on your good side. With you and your friends plotting my death, I need an ally,” Kai said. 

Your distaste for him surfaced again. You pulled your hand away once the burn was healed. 

“That’s why I hate you. See, you don’t actually care about me. I knew it. Don’t sit or talk to me during dinner,” you spat and strutted over to the kitchen. 

Dinner was ready, thank the heavens. Damon, Stefan, and Bonnie came into the house on cue. 

“Bon!” You exclaimed, running over and hugging her. 

“Hey! Dinner smells good,” Bonnie smiled and hugged you back. You pulled away and laughed, “Elena and Caroline made it. I got burned.”

“You okay? I can heal you,” Bonnie said. 

“No, uh, Kai healed me already,” you said sheepishly. 

“You let that lunatic touch you?” Damon asked. 

“He was there and asked. He was being nice, but then he turned into a dick again,” you explained. 

“Well, at least you’re not still hurt. C’mon, let’s go and eat. I'm starving,” Stefan said. 

You all went to the kitchen, seeing the meal Elena and Caroline prepared set out on the table. 

“Hey, babe,” Damon smiled and went over to Elena. He put his arm around her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. 

You looked at them longingly. You wanted what they had. So in love, nothing else mattering in the world but each other. You sat down in between Stefan and Caroline. You cut a piece of steak for yourself and got some mashed potatoes and green beans. 

“This is so good, guys. Thanks for inviting me over,” Kai said with a mouthful of steak and mashed potatoes. 

“Our pleasure. Mind eating with a closed mouth?” Stefan remarked. 

You chuckled at Stefan’s comment while Kai frowned. 

“So, what were you three doing while us four were here?” Kai said, gesturing to Damon, Stefan, and Bonnie with his fork. 

“None of your business,” Bonnie said. 

“Aw, c’mon. We’re friends now,” Kai teased. 

“You’ll find out soon,” Damon smiled at him. 

Kai frowned again and ate his food in silence. 

“Do you guys want some blood to go with your wine?” Caroline asked. 

“Yes!” Damon smiled. Caroline got up to get a few blood bags. 

All of you except Kai made conversation. While you were talking and laughing, Kai looked at you. He knew his comment earlier got you two on the wrong foot again. He racked his brain with ways he could get on your good side, get you to agree with going on a date with him. He likes you, he really does, he just doesn’t know how to show those feelings without getting rude and angry. He was willing to try for you, though. After a few hours of talking with everyone, people started to excuse themselves to leave. 

“I’ll see you later, Bon and Care,” you smiled and hugged your two best friends.

“See you! Have fun with Kai, I think he plans on staying,” Caroline smiled.

“I actually am going to leave, too,” Kai butted into your conversation. 

Your heart sank slightly. Since calming down from being angry, your attitude towards him softened. In the back of your mind, you didn’t want him to leave. You wanted him to stay, to pester you, to talk to him, to sit down and have him make you feel the way you did on the couch. You wanted to sit down and enjoy his company. But on the surface, you couldn’t care less. 

“But, I want to talk to Y/n before I leave,” Kai said. 

Bonnie and Caroline looked between you two quizzically. They smiled and let you two be alone in the kitchen. 

You walked to the liquor cabinet, grabbing two glasses and vodka. Kai followed you and sat down in his seat at the island table. 

“So, what do you want to talk about?” You asked as you poured him a glass of vodka. You grabbed your glass and went to sit next to him. 

“I wanted to apologize for earlier,” he said and looked into your eyes. He took the glass without tearing his eyes away from you. 

“You apologizing? Who has you possessed,” you laughed looked around jokingly. 

Kai smiled with you as you brought your attention back on him. 

“No, this is just me. I know what I said earlier about just wanting you as an ally was wrong. I mean, yes, I want you as an ally, I want all of you as an ally, but I still like you. A lot. And I care about you a lot, too,” Kai spoke. 

You took a sip of vodka, sighing. “I accept and appreciate your apology, Kai. But, I don’t like you, not like that anyways, I-”

Kai interrupted you by taking your hand in his. “Y/n, I know I pushed earlier and made you uncomfortable, and I apologize for that, too, but I know that's not true. The look in your eyes when you look at me when you let your guard down is not a look regular friends give each other.”

Your eyes focused on his hand on yours for a few minutes, and looked back up to his face. Butterflies filled your stomach again and his words tugged at your heart strings. Your walls started to come down and as hard as you fought to keep them up, you couldn’t. Kai was getting to you and deep down, you knew he was right. That you cared for him the same way he cared about you. 

But then you remembered that he was the enemy. He took your best friend away from you, wrecked havoc on this town, and killed his parent in cold blood. You couldn’t take the chance of getting hurt. So, you pulled your hand away slowly from his, standing up and downing the rest of your drink. 

“I admit, I may have some feelings for you. Deep down inside, but I can’t take the chance, Kai. I’m sorry. Thank you for apologizing and not ruining dinner. I’ll see you later,” you gave him an apology of your own. 

You started to walk away, but Kai put his hand on your arm. He spun you around and your lips met his. Your eyes widened as Kai kissed you. You tried to fight back from not kissing him, but as his arms wrapped gently around your waist, pulling you in, you melted against him and kissed him back. 

As your lips moved with his for the first few moments, you closed your eyes and  behind your eyelids, your brain exploded. You could see colors as your lips moved with his, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. His lips tasted like vodka and chocolate ice cream. You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your fingers in his hair. His tongue swiped on the bottom of your lip and you opened your mouth. Your tongues met and you moaned softly in his mouth, tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck.

You pulled away, needing air. Kai opened his eyes, a big, content smile resting on his lips. 

“And friends don’t kiss friends like that. So please, give me a chance. Let me show you I’m different than what you think. Let me show you me in a new light. I can change for you. I want to change. Don’t deny what we have, Y/n.”

You stared into his eyes, knowing you couldn’t deny your feelings any longer. You gave him a small, sweet smile and nodded your head. “Okay, I’ll give you a chance. Prove me wrong, Parker.”

Kai took his hands off your waist, first pumping the air. “I will, I promise.”

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[hello-yue-here]

About your atla ship songs, I have a couple of questions (sorry if my phrasing comes out wrong, english isn't my first language and I worry it might across as accidentally defensive): how did you end up with the choices for zukka, jetko and yuekka (note: I haven't seen the great comet, so feel free to obsess over it, I'm intrigued now and the hype is appreciated!)? Sidenote: I think the mailee choice is HILARIOUS and the tokka one just make me sad, I didn't expect to be attacked like this😭

kdjfha;s i love you im gonna obsess SO HARD over great comet now. you may regret this

this is gonna be so long so the rest is under the cut whoops

yuekka: no one else from great comet

where do i even begin. WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN

okay so background information on this show: it's based off of a 76 oages excerpt from war and peace and its centered around a woman named natasha (and this guy pierre but he's irrelevant to this song so we wont worry about him) and natasha's bethrothed is off fighting in the war right now. she hasn't seen him in a while but she is in love with him.

every single lyrics of this song SCREAMS yuekka to me. the innocence and purity of their love. the love at first sight. and even the melancholy ending just- i go apeshit for this song. i love this song so much. and denee benton's voice??? kljsdhflwksugf please listen to this song if you haven't already. listen to the whole show. your life will be changed forever.

onto the lyrics (i stg this is ab to be the whole song whoops)

"the moon"

THOSE ARE THE FIRST WORDS ON THE SONG. natasha and andre (her bethrothed) met underneath the moonlight. Sokka and Yue first spoke to eachother at night and always met each other for their most intimate moments under the moonlight. also yue is LITERALLY the moon so like: right of the bat with those two words it's yuekka.

"and i saw your eyes / and i saw your smile / and the world opened wide"

sokka fell in love with yue the moment he saw her in the canal. she literally enchanted this motherfucker. everything about her made his heart go crazy. and 'the world opened wide' to me is from yue's perspective. Yue had never left the north pole and sokka had seen a good chuck of the world at the point. He took her on appa, he told her about his adventures. he saw the world yue wished to see and you know damn well that Sokka would have done anything to give it to her.

"oh the moon /oh the snow in the moonlight / and your childlike eyes and your distant smile / ill never be this happy again / you and i and no one else"

natasha sings fondly about the moon and the snow, seeing as it was where she fell in love with andre. yue and sokka LITERALLY fell in love in the same place: in the snowy nothern water tribe under the light of the moon. childlike eyes: THEYRE CHILDREN!!! distant smile: this is where it gets a little sad. theyre both children with way too many duties during a world that has known nothing but war for the past century. they want to be happy but yeah, theyre smiles are distant and far away because happiness seems out of reach for them most of the time. i'll never be this happy again: the moments yue and sokka shared together were probably the happiest either of them ever were. they were able to ignore the war and the world in the moments they shared together. and with no one else. no one else would be able to give each other this sense of peace and happiness and love.

"joy and life inside our souls / and no body knows just you and me / it's our secret"

Yue and Sokka had to sneak out in secret at night to go and see each other. Yue and Sokka couldn't be together for real because Yue was already engaged, but they were literally in love so she decided to see him anyways in secret. kasdjfhklasjd im losing my mind over them at this point.

"this winer sky / how can anyone sleep / there was never such a night before / i feel like putting my arms around my knees / and squeezing tight as possible / and flying away"

these are my FAVORITE lines in the entire song. yue and sokka had never felt this strongly about anyone before and that's why they are so drawn to each other. they had never experienced love before and they wanted to hold onto it for as long as they could even though they knew they couldnt. Sokka takes yue up on appa and she is wistful and wishes she could live like he does every day: ie flying away. oh my god these two deserved so much better. so much fucking better.

now for the saddes part. the saddest fucking part.

"maybe he'll come today / maybe he came already / and he's sitting in the drawing room / and i simply forgot"

natasha misses andre so intensely at this point. when i first listened to this show and heard this song i was like "wait a min... is andre like... dead?" and im sure i wasnt the only person who assumed that this was why natasha felt so sad by the end of such a beautiful song. (spoiler alert andre is fine)

but this line really exemplifies how sad natasha is, and hints at the fact that andre may never come back. it implies that their relationship is doomed (at least in my opinion) and that's all yuekka. Sokka misses yue intensely when shes gone. Yue accepted her fate almost immediately but sokka was in denial. he thought there had to be another way. but in the end it wasn't meant to be. and sokka will go on, loving yue, wishing for her back, even though it's not possible.

fuck im gonna cry.

zukka: all i've ever known- hadestown

"i was alone so long / i didn't even know that i was lonely / out in the cold so long / i didnt even know that i was cold"

sokka is from the swt so theres where the cold comes in. also in the gaang (initially) it was just him katara and aang. and katara and aang were much closer to each other than sokka was with aang and the two of them were benders so sokka was kind of an outsider with the two of them. He also represses a lot of his emotions and feels the need to do everything himself so i do see a lot of loneliness in sokka. and the fact that so many people in his life have left him (his mom, yue, his dad, suki briefly, etc...) he is known to keep people at an arms length. i see a lot of loneliness in sokka.

zuko's loneliness is a lot more obvious: he has literally been cast out and abandoned by everyone except iroh. and even then he still feels the need to be alone (remember zuko alone? thought so) these boys look after themselves and push others away and revel in their loneliness in order to keep themselves from getting hurt. at least in my opinion on canon and also some fanon because id be a liar if i said fanon didnt influence how i view ALL my ships (not just zukka)

"all ive ever known is how to hold my own / but now I wanna hold you too"

COME ONE MANNNN, they just wanna hold each other. theyre both very big protectors as well and kljhflkasdhg they wanna protect eachother like kljdhfl im gonna lose it rn.

"You take me in your arms / And suddenly there's sunlight all around me / Everything bright and warm / And shining like it never did before / And for a moment I forget / Just how dark and cold it gets"

SUNLIGHT SYMBOLISM. zuko is literally powered by the sun. i don't think i even NEED to elaborate on this one anymore lol. They find comfort in each other away from all of their trauma. when they're together nothing else matters and i personally love that for them. they both deserve love.

"I knew you before we met / And I don't even know you yet / All I know is your someone I have always known"

these two are extremely similar in canon. many parallels. older brothers overshadowed by their prodigy little sisters. longing to make their fathers proud (granted one dad is good and one is fuckin evil), both are pretty bad with emotions. both are seen protecting others before themselves (sokka protecting suki during the serpant's pass, sokka protecting toph on like multiple occassions, zuko protecting katara in the final agni kai), the list goes on. they know who the other is because they see themselves in the other person. they already know each other because they are each other (in a way, not entirely, but the similarities are strong in my opinion)

"I'm gonna hold you forever / The wind will never change on us / Long as we stay with each other / Then it will always be like this"

i just think this line is so cute and sweet (ignoring all the symbolism and foreshadowing that comes with the last line in the musical itself. im gonna pretend this is nothing but happy) and i think these boys deserve happiness so yeah. this song is zukka to me lol.

jetko: thrill of first love- falsettoes

if you've never listened to this song go an do it now. you will know INSTANTLY that it is jetko because of the dynamics alone. marvin and whizzer are pure jetko and i take no crticisms.

marvin and whizzer are both extremely stubborn, and they don't always get along, and they fight a lot, and they get mad at each other a lot, and they are both passionate as hell, and they will bring this passion into everything. they love each other that is without a doubt, but they arent perfect and they are once again stubborn and determined as fuck.

sound familiar? it's literally jetko.

the lyrics aren't what remind me of jetko, but the dynamic itself. the lyrics are too on the nose for a gay couple in 1970's america so that rlly cant apply to jetko all that much. but the way these two characters bounce off of each other and get annoyed with each other and argue with eachother reminds me of jetko. because let's be honest: these two are the most stubborn characters in the whole show. they will fight for what they believe and it will take literally everything to change their minds.

i love jetko but i think they would have petty arguments all the time and get aggravated by one another so easily. and this is even seen in canon: they work so fucking well together but they did not even HESITATE to fight one another after neither of them would give in and let the fight about whether jet was right or wrong about zuko being a firebender. like i cannot say it enough they are stubborn as fuck.

but underneath all that stubborn pettiness and bickering: marvin and whizzer still love each other. and jet and zuko would still love each other. because even though they are stubborn when it comes to arguments, they are even more stubborn and determined when it comes to each other. these two passionate motherfuckers are in love.

(now when i chose this song i decided to ignore the fact that this song literally spells out the fact that marvin and whizzer's relatinoship is doomed because they literally say passion dies. thats the difference between jetko and whizzer and marvin because i dont think passion dies. i chose this song strictly for the bickering lmao)

and i know you didnt ask about tokka but,,,,

i rlly wanna talk about the tokka one

so im going to

tokka: on my own- les mis

look. i KNOW this song is about unrequited love and i love tokka as a couple but,,, the unrequited love in this song just SCREAMS unrequited tokka to me so thats what i went with.

eponine is a girl who has neglectful parents who lives life by her own rules: toph. eponine is shown to be tough and confident and spunky to others but behind all of that she has emotions, she feels love, she hides her vulnerability so much: toph. she is in love with a guy she cant be with because he loves someone else: TOPH

eponine is toph to a t and toph is eponine to a t. this is not up for debate lmao

"without him i feel his arms around me"

toph is always seen grabbing onto someone (and its almost ALWAYS sokka) when she's somewhere where she can't use her feet to see. FEEL and ARMS cmon. look at it.

"and i know / i know that he is blind"

COME ON. IMAGINE TOPH SINGING THIS LINE. this line is already powerful enough in les mis but having toph, a blind character, sing it just makes the symbolism even deeper. toph sees the potential relationship they could have together. toph sees that sokka is oblivious to this. toph is not blind to the truth or the potention, but sokka is blind to her feelings. im about to lose my mind over this line.

"I love him / But every day I'm learning / All my life / I've only been pretending / Without me / His world will go on turning / A world that's full of happiness / That I have never known"

i need to sit down for a moment. toph grew up in a household where her parents did not understand her. she has learned to hide her true emotions and vulnerabilities from everyone. and its the fact that toph knows that she and sokka will never be together and the fact that she still loves him in spite of that is what makes this even more heartbreaking.

"but only on my own"

TOPH AND EPONINE SWEETIES I LOVE YOU

thank you for indulging my theatre kid nonsense. you are very sweet and kind and lovely and awesome and i hope you have a lovely day bestie :) <3

ask me why i think these songs go with these ships

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Can you blast us with a scenario where Overhaul escapes jail and looks for the reader (she thought he was dead) and they have a super fluffy reunion,thank you ❤️

YES KAI RUN TO MY OPEN ARMS

Kai Chisaki/Overhaul x reader

"Run straight to your arms."

"This is out of question villain! I don't care how much you say that there's a single person out there who would care enough to, dare you say, love you enough to you make a call to at least tell where you are! Do you think I'm stupid?! You're never leaving this place any less call to someone; you got no one!"

That was what that good for nothing guard of the prison said to him for only asking to call you...

The feeling of guilt consuming his whole being for only thinking about you, leaving you alone not even knowing what was happening... Even if he wanted to denial it, he was terrified that the heroes got to you as well and pushed you down along with him... you probably didn't even know even if he was alive or even where he was! He feared the most that now you despise him, like many others...

Even with the guilt and insecurity of your love towards him, there he was... Running as fast as he could through the florest and hiding whenever necessary behind a tree or a bush... "look at me right now, disgusting...ridiculous running like a scared mouse" though Chisaki.

"FIND HIM! EVEN IF HE DOESN'T POSSESS HIS QUIRK ANYMORE HE IS A THREAT TO THE SOCIATY!" Shouted probably the lieutenant.

"Sire!I heard a noice over there!"

"FOLLOW IT!"

Thankfully they chased exactly the other way where he was hiding. Patherics he thought while returning his quick pace, careful to not fall... If he fell it would be a disaster especially without the help of his arms...

Speaking of which... what were you going to think...? Him, without the sorce of his so great power, the one which he promise you to cure this despicable world, him without arms...?

What was he going to tell you? How could you even react seing him like that? A total mess and disgusting man looking for you after whatever time was now... he didn't even know what day was anymore.

All the way back; and somehow safe from the heroes and the police; he thought how and what to say to you, hell he felt useless when the thought of buying you a gift crosses his mind before when the sudden realization that he was a fugitive kicked his mind again.

Then the future came to his mind, were you really going to talk and forgive him after all he did? And if you were... were you going to accept him back? He was going to be a bother to you... a disgusting weight on your back... he made a promise to keep you safe even with his involvement with the Shie Hassaki; but now? How could he?

It seemed like his mind was going to explode at any second with all trailing thoughts on his head, all of it turned blank when he was there, panting, sweating and trembling at the front of your door...

He took a big breath and kicked slightly; no arms, can't knock; to allarm yourself of his presence... what time was it anyway?

The sound of your sniffing through the other room made his heart twist and he just knows that he is the cause, growing more and more the rage and disgust at his own self.

"I told you already to leave me alone! I DON'T WANT ANY MORE OF YOUR NON-" you oppened your door furiously expecting a bunch of heroes or guards to make another of the many interviews and quizzes you had to atture; not your lover. "...sense..." your once loud and furious voice trailed to one too quiet and if it wasn't for the proximity of the both of you, maybe Chisaki couldn't even heard it.

He looked straight to your eyes, still panting, you looked angelic as always but also torn appart... Your eyes were puffy and red and judging by the huge eyebags you haven't slept in days... you hair was messy but also glorious; he had to contain the urge of just pushing you against him because...well no arms.

You stare at each other for solids minutes without a word, you with wide open eyes rubbed both of them shortly after to again look at him, he was slightly concerned that your eyes were gonna fall off...

"A...angel...I...I'm..." he tried to find words...any words to speak to you...but nothing came out...

Slowly you touch his face with tenderness; almost like he was made of porcelain; and trailed your fingers to his jaw to close of his golden beautiful eyes, which also seemed like he hasn't slept to much.

That was it... the moment he was terrified off, you were going to leave him, scream for help, call the heroes or-

"KAI!" You shouted in relief jumping on him while enveloping your arms so tight around his neck that for a second he thought he lost all his oxygen from his body after your tight embrace and from the fall.

You cried while smooching his entire face "I know you hate this but I simply don't care! Oh my god YOU'RE ALIVE!" you buried your face in the crook of his neck trying to contain your sobs "I thought I lost you! Thank god you're okay!" You hugged him tighter while returning your assault on the right side of his face.

He was... shocked? Relieved? Happy? Heck he didn't know anymore, your touch was like electricity right now, and you were so warm... he didn't even tried to contain one or two tears that escaped his eyes, not even the chuckle when you start to kiss and give him raspberries on his face... fuck it my morals my lover is right here with me screw my germophobia.

"Thank goodness..." you breath out, resting your forehead against his "Oh dear! C'mon let's go inside, you need to get out of this wet clothes you're going to catch a cold on this weather" you helped him get up from the ground enveloping him in one arm to keep him balance.

While making a way to the inside of the house you kiss him slightly on his jaw and the remaining of one of his arms rubbing sweetly.

"You can talk to me whenever you feel ready ok? Im glad you're back my knight in shinning armor..." you breath in on his neck, smelling a bitterness but you could care less "I missed you so much..."

That right there, made the cold heart of Chisaki Kai almost break through his chest, he was sure going to tell you, but right now, like you, he just wants to feel your presence...

He doesn't deserve you...at all...

[kibbles-bits]

Okay, this is important: is this Zamasu and Mai from a timeline where the Zero Mortal Plan never happened? I mean, she is wearing her “Survivor Gear”, or is that just her fashion? Did Goku Black never show up?

THANKS FOR ASKING. honestly i probably wouldn’t have explained it otherwise.

Sit down and get comfy. Also note I came up with this just so I can ship Mai and Zamasu so there’s gonna be corny and cliché stuff.**and im not that good at writing either but here we go jkashflakls

Zero Mortal Plan did happen. And GokuBlack did show up.

The difference is that Future Zamasu actually gave a damn about Gowasu. Noreal details as to why. But maybe inthe few extra years the the two of this timeline had, something got through toZamasu or Gowasu got more competent. Whatever it was, it made this Zamasudifferent from the one we see in the show. He still doesn’t like mortals, but he’s willing to learnwhat Gowasu teaches him in the hopes that one day when he is Supreme Kai, hecan shape their universe into something more like his vision while keeping totheir laws. (More cooperation between Supreme Kai and Gods of Destruction, maybe?)

This Zamasu never meets Goku, never kills a mortal, and is more willing tolearn from the mentor he likes.

But it still was only… what? Two extra decades? The Zero Mortal Plan isstill in the back of his mind. When Black appears and kills Gowasu, he ishorrified and is far more hesitant to accept Black’s offer to join him. But thetemptation is too strong and he joins him anyway, though he doesn’tparticularly like Black for what he did. He ultimately decides it was for the greatergood. Black sees nothing wrong with any of this, not even Zamasu’s hesitation.He truly believes he can always trust himself.

Their plans are outlined and Zamasu gets his wish for immortality. Blackkills the Supreme Kai of the other universes so that they’re the only gods left(that they know of) and tries to destroy the Kaiju so no other gods would beborn. Zamasu talks him out of destroying the tree and points out that if anynew gods are born, they can use them as agents of justice or whatever.

Once all the gods are dead, the zero-mortal part of the Zero Mortal Plancomes up. Like with the gods, Zamasu hangs back and lets Black do all the worksince he’s the stronger one and wants to get used to his new body. Zamasu stickto healing him after fights, training with him, and making tea.

Black and Zamasu see this part of the plan differently. Black sees theslaughter as punishment for the wasted gift of life and evil deeds of themortals. Zamasu sees it as them mercifully ending the mortals’ cycle of war,pain and death. Both see the creations of mortals as a mistake, though Blackthinks the other gods were in denial about it while Zamasu thinks the gods sawit as something that couldn’t be helped. Neither of them actually got around tosharing their points of view because they think that since they’re the same person,their reasoning is the same.

Things go pretty smoothly at first. Most of the planets are easy to purge. Thereare some mortals who are stronger than Black throughout the multiverse, so theyleave them alone so Black can train and get stronger. All of universe 7 iswiped out except for Earth and that’s when things get rocky. Black has a personalgrudge against Earth since it’s where Goku was from. He’s already dead in thistimeline so Black sees it appropriate to impose his punishment on the people ofthis planet. Rather then spending only a few days on Earth, they spend weeksthat turns into months… and Zamasu doesn’t understand why.

Eventually Black meets and fights with Trunks. Decides to use him as atraining dummy so he lets him escape constantly. He eventually notices thelonger they stay the colder Zamasu gets towards him. When he asks about it,Zamasu tells him that the way he’s been dragging out the human deaths was pettyand ungodly. They’re so close to finishing their plan, why stall? Black can’tbelieve he’d say that and suggests the two go out together and Zamasu canwitness the work he does and understand it better.

It has the opposite effect. Zamasu stays above the clouds, out of sight, towatch what Black does and is completely disgusted at the destruction and carnage.Before Black can see that, Trunks appears and the two fight in the distance,getting further and further away. Zamasu is alone above the ruins of the cityand spots a human. Black had missed one.

Zamasu meets Mai for the first time. She’s looking for other survivors. Whenshe sees him, she points her gun at him at first (and he is completely offended that she would darepoint such a dirty, primitive weapon at him) but then lowers it. Zamasu hasnever shown himself to any of the mortals they’ve killed so no one knows of hisinvolvement. He lets the whole pointing-a-gun-at-him-go because Gowasu did oncetell him that most mortals didn’t even know what a god looked like so he’d allowthat one slip-up. He follows Mai as she looks for survivors. She asks him a fewquestions over her shoulder. Like what his name is, where’d he come from, howdid he survive… he answers a few questions for two reasons. One, cause the onlyperson he’s had to talk to was Black for like two years and two, she wasn’tgiving him the proper attention a god like him should be getting. She was justrunning around in the dirt. How rude.

When she finds the bodies of her comrades she is devastated and Zamasu isintrigued. Even more so when she leaves the bodies behind. When he questions itshe says her friend (Trunks) was fighting ‘that monster’ (Black) as adistraction so she could bring the survivors back somewhere safe. This interestshim. Even more when Mai actually does find a survivor and immediately attemptsto help her comrade… even though it looks hopeless. The mortal is clearly goingto die. (And they most certainly were all going to die eventually. The godshave intervened and judged the mortals unworthy)

He remembers how Gowasu explained to him how the Supreme Kai couldn’t intervenewith mortal affairs unless it threatened the balance between creation and destruction.They were already intervening by killing them all. What happens if he were tointervene a different way? He heals Mai’s comrade back to perfect heath. Mai isamazed and happy and thankful. Zamasu thinks its weird and kinda creepy.

Before anything else can be said or done, Black reappears in the area. Maigrabs Zamasu and pulls him out of sight. Zamasu is horrified and pissed atbeing manhandled like that and jerks away where Black spots him and greets him.He realizes that if he says anything that would bring Black’s attention to thetwo mortals, they will be killed after he just healed one and changed its fate.He wants to know what becomes of that mortal so he says nothing and he andBlack leave.

Aaaannnd that’s how it starts? Mai hates him now that she knows he workswith Black. Though she is confused since he healed her comrade. There’s more (alot more) but at this point I pretty much forgot the question.

[timeoutforthee]

Like It or Not (Chapter 8)

Summary: Logan, Patton, Roman, and Virgil are all struggling in their recovery. Their doctors, Thomas Sanders and Emile Picani think they can help each other out.

Aka Group Therapy AU

Trigger Warnings: mentions of disordered eating habits, bullying. 

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“Logan…? Are you trying to...untangle your spaghetti?”

Logan glanced up at his mother before going back to his plate.

“Yes,” he said, unphased, pulling another noodle from the pile on his plate. He uses his fork and knife to stretch it out straight across his plate. It lines up almost perfectly with about fifteen other noodles.

His dad sighed. “Are you actually going to eat it after you do that?”

Logan paused.

“Maybe.”

His mom and dad look across the table at each other. Usually they were accepting of their son’s...quirks, but this? This might have been too far.

“Logan? Could you maybe just eat the damn spaghetti?” Kurt Crofter asks, wondering when exactly his son had become...this, and why he wasn’t back to normal yet.

“I would like to,” Logan says, stretching another strand across his plate, “But I have to do this first.”

“You have to?”

“Yes.”

Kurt looked over at his wife again, this time in desperation. Madelyn Crofter decided it was time to use her best coping skill: denial.

“So, honey, are you nervous about school tomorrow?”

“Not particularly. I hope some of the course material proves to be at least a bit challenging, since they are, in theory, supposed to be college-level.”

“And your electives? Are you excited for those?”

“Did you sign up for the computer course like I suggested?” Kurt asks. He sees his son hesitate for a just a second, and he narrows his eyes slightly, “Logan?”

“Well, I actually decided to take Psychology.”

“Why?”

“My therapist keeps throwing around terms and such that I don’t understand. I’d like to know how my-” Logan hesitates. “I’d like to know, chemically, how my brain is working, and why it’s different from others. I...think it would help. Plus, as you know, I am not used to not understanding.”

“Logan, this is a minor glitch in your overall life. In a few years, you may not even remember it,” his dad tells him, “Yet you want to put your career on hold due to it?”

“See, I would understand forgetting if it was a one or two appointment approach like we originally assumed it would be. But I have been in treatment for about eight months and it doesn’t seem to be ending any time soon, so I couldn’t-”

“Wait, why is it not stopping soon?” Madelyn asks, “How long are you going to be doing this? Will you be able to concentrate on school?”

“I entered treatment while I was in school, so I would assume-”

“Yeah, but now you’re going into junior year, Logan, do you know how important this year is for college?” Kurt asks.

“You have made that clear,” Logan mutters, and now the pile is completely stretched out on his plate, every piece lined up in a row. But it’s still not good enough. Carefully, Logan raises his knife and cuts the first noodle into thirds.

Irritated, his dad stands up and goes to the sink, getting rid of his own plate.

“Honey?” his mom asks.

“You deal with it,” he growls, heading upstairs.

Madelyn sighs, turning back to her son, who is concentrating on his plate.

“Don’t you think it’d be easier to just...cut them all at once?”

“I can’t do that.”

She looks up at the ceiling. Okay. Back to denial.

“What about your friends? Are you excited to see them?”

“I’ve told you multiple times. I do not have friends. I do not want friends. I do not need friends.”

“What about the boys in your...what was it...group? Group therapy?”

Logan pauses. He supposes, technically, he could call Patton, Roman, and Virgil friends. It was an interesting situation, because they had access to some of his best kept secrets, and he had theirs, but he didn’t have much more information. They would be at school tomorrow. Probably even Virgil, since he mentioned he was transferring. That...might change this year. Just slightly.

^

Who wanted to die?

Virgil didn’t even mean that in an angsty way. He meant it in a someone-is-texting-me-at-five-in-the-morning-on-my-first-day-of-a-new-school-and-therefore-clearly-has-a-death-wish way. His phone had not stopped buzzing on his night stand.

A smart person, he realized, would just reach over and silence it. But he knew once he had the phone in his hand, he’d get curious and actually read the damn things. Well. Time to stop fighting it.

Virgil picked up his phone, hissing when the phone’s light shone in his eyes.

Hey.

I’m assuming you’re still pissed at me, since you haven’t texted. And that’s fine.

I guess.

I just had to do something, V. I was scared for you. I wish I could say I’m sorry.

Virgil groaned. It was too damn early for feelings.

I am sorry for breaking your trust though.

Anyway. That’s not what this text is about. I meant to just text you and tell you good luck at your new school.

Congrats, you got out of this place.

And don’t worry about me. I know you worry about everything and everyone, but I have Kai and Lauren to watch out for me now. Also I’m still broken up with Mitchell.

Virgil still doesn’t respond, but he can see that Elliott is still typing on their side.

I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry and I’m not I know your aunt is taking better care of you and I did the right thing I think but sometimes I don’t know and I just want you to be happy and I hope you are. I’ve tried asking Picani how you are, to just see if you’re still alive and at your aunt’s, but that breaks confidentiality, so

That was a ramble. I’m sorry.

I’m going to go before I make things worse.

But I miss you. And I hope you text me back, eventually.

Virgil is tempted, he really is. Partly because of what Elliot said, partly because they got up at five to text it to him. They haven’t spoken to each other in two months, and Elliott is right, Virgil has been worrying about them.

But there’s still something that stings whenever he thinks of what happened. He knows, deep down, that it wasn’t their fault, and if they swapped places Virgil would have done the exact same thing. He should be the bigger person and text them saying he forgives them.

Instead, he turns off his phone.

^

Logan freezes at the entrance of his English classroom.

He hadn’t seen the other three all morning, and for a second it felt just like every other year. Yet, there Virgil was, sitting in a desk, headphones in and eyes closed, just like the first day of group.

The problem was that it was only now occurring to Logan that they had never discussed their interactions in the “real world.” How had they missed that? Most likely because they hadn’t hit school yet, but still. It really should have come up. What if Virgil didn’t want to talk to him? What if they all had their own friends? What if being around each other just made their disorders worse? What if-

Virgil cracked one of his eyes open, and looked directly at Logan. They stared at each other a bit, before Virgil jerked his head to the side, nodding at the empty seat next to him. Oh. Okay then.

Logan slid into it as Virgil popped his headphones out.

“You know, I didn’t know the teachers allowed you to have those.”

“They allow you to have anything as long as you don’t get caught.”

“Ah. I see,” Logan paused, “So I can ask a question that some may consider to be ‘blunt’?”

Virgil raises an eyebrows, “Go ahead.”

“You claimed you were not smart, yet you are in AP English.”

“Yeah, I’m just as confused about it as you are. I don’t know, I had to take these tests so they knew what classes to put me in, and when I got my schedule, they had stuck me here. And my aunt was too excited to do anything.”

“Well, yes, it is an exciting thing.”

“I can tell, you seem to be jumping for joy.”

Just then, the bell rang, and their teacher walked to the front.

“Hello, everyone,” A woman with red-framed glasses greeted them, “I’m Mrs. Spencer, and I will be your teacher this year.”

^

Logan picks up his books and carefully slides them back into the bag. He and Virgil didn’t get a chance to talk during the class, but he’s wondering if he’s made plans for lunch already. He usually spends it in the library helping the librarian organize, but he figures it’s time to start actually eating at lunch, and he’d prefer not to do it alone. He glances over at Virgil, just to see his slumped over on his desk.

“Uh, Virgil?”

“I can’t do this, I am stupid.”

“You know, you keep saying that, I’m not sure I believe you.”

Virgil turns his head slightly, just enough so he can hiss at Logan.

“I’m sorry, did he just hiss at you?” their teacher says, coming over cautiously. Most of the class has cleared out by now, already rushing down to the cafeteria.

“Yes. But it’s okay, not very unusual.”

“O...kay,” Mrs. Spencer starts to say something else, but she’s interrupted by someone shouting her name.

“Mrs. Spencer!” Virgil and Logan look up to see Roman walk through the door, “You will not believe-” he cuts himself off, “Oh. Hey guys.”

“Shouldn’t you be at the cafeteria?” Virgil asks.

“Oh, uh, this is actually the room I eat in. If that’s still okay,” he rushes to add, looking over at his former teacher. She nods and he relaxes.

“Are your friends joining us?” she says, looking at Logan and Virgil.

“I, uh…,” Roman is going to say no, because why would they want to eat with him? But he’s going to take a wild guess and say they hate the cafeteria as much as he does, so instead he just raises his eyebrows and says, “Do you guys want to?”

“Yes,” Logan says, quickly, not giving himself time to overanalyze.

Virgil sighs, “Sure. But first, we should see if we can find Patton.”

^

It’s fine!

Everything’s fine! It’s fine that he stayed up too late last night bingeing! It’s fine that his yearbook friends didn’t have enough room at their table! It’s fine that they keep glancing over their shoulders to look at him with pity from the table over! It’s fine that he hasn’t found Roman or Logan or Virgil!

They wouldn’t want to sit here anyway.

And that’s fine! It’s really, really-

“Hey Fatton!”

And Patton freezes, like ice water has been poured down his spine. Okay. It might not be fine.

Cameron Burk slides in across from him. One of his friends plops in next to Patton so he’s blocked in. He forces a smile on to his face. No, it’s going to be fine.

“Hey, guys. How’s the first day going?” Because he can’t be mean. He can’t be mad at them for saying what everyone else is saying.

Cameron laughs.

“Oh, it’s great Fatton,” and Patton forces himself not to flinch. He wishes for that name to go away, but it’s followed him since middle school, resurrected every year by none other than Cameron himself, “Why are you all alone, hm?”

“He’s not.”

Cameron practically jumps out of his skin, whirling around in his seat. He’s met with an icy glare that cuts through him. Who...who the fuck was that?

“Who the fuck are you?” Cameron stands up. At his full height, he towers over this kid, but he just raises an eyebrow, unimpressed.

“I’m Virgil. I’d ask who the fuck are you, but it’s irrelevant.”

Patton glances between the two as Cameron’s friend laughs next to him. That earns him a glare.

“I’m Cameron fucking Bu-”

Virgil presses a finger to his lips, and it catches him off guard enough that he actually shuts up.

“Maybe you didn’t hear me the first time,” Virgil bares his teeth in a smile, a warning, “I don’t fucking care about who you are. But I do care about you staying the fuck away from my friend.”

Charles furrows his eyebrows, before glancing behind him at Patton. He looks back at Virgil, in his black, ripped skinny jeans, black hoodie, with his purple hair.

“...friend?”

“Yes, friend.” But that’s a new voice, coming from...Roman Prince?

What the fuck is going on?

Patton is standing up now, walking over to the two.

“You know, guys, maybe we should go.”

“Good idea,” Virgil says, but he and Cameron are still glaring at each other. Patton puts a hand on Virgil’s elbow, and guides him away, following Roman.

Roman pauses, “Don’t forget your lunch, Patton.”

[kaalisalaattiiiii-blog]

greatness level imo *good **very good ***oof

Oneshots:

same damn hunger ** by marienadine , 40468 sanaa , yoonseok

ooof eli periaatteessa yoonseok on parhaita kavereita ja yks ilta ne on pilvessä ja päättää get each other off. hmmm what could go wrong???

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Give it to me Slow (Then Wash Away) *** by Sharleena , 33331 sanaa , yoonmin

eli tässä yoongi on vampyyri ja jimin on töissä semmosessa paikassa johon vampyyrit voi tulla ja maksaa siitä et ne saa juua ihmisistä. then one day(night) yoongi menee käymään siellä ja et ikinä arvaa kenestä se valitsee juua.

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How Ruins Can make a Home ** by TrappingLightningBugs , 23409 sanaa , junghope

omg jungkook on a bunny hybrid tässä ja hobi löytää sen kadulta ja siis en kestä se on niin raukka (ja ehkä vähän bitch aluks) ja hobi ottaa sen asuun sen kaa ja en kestä oof

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call me (whenever you want me) ** by jhopeg , 23292 sanaa , vmin (oh praise the lord!!!)

jimin on drunk ja soittaa taelle. joka on puhelin seksi operaattori. stuff ensues.

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(gonna make this place our) home ** by sugarkookx , 19172 sanaa , junghope

tää on vähä samantapanen ku toi how ruins can make a home ku tässäki jungkook on a bunny hybrid ja koditon ja hobi löytää sen. mut hyvä silti!!

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thirty thousand feet and falling *** by linzeigh , 16608 sanaa , namgi

okei… tää on siis abo joka ei välttämättä oo everyones cup of tea mut oikeesti tää on niin hyvä oon lukenu tän nii monta kertaa. eli siis yoongi on omega ja namjoon on alpha ja ne joutuu istuu vierekkäin lentokoneessa ja abo ssa on kaikkee scents matter and mate stuff so yeah. 

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asylum. * by dirtysope , 16249 sanaa , yoonseok

en oo lukenu tätä pitkää aikaa mut täs on kai some angst koska yoongilla ei oikee mee hyvin MUT SIT SE LÖYTÄÄ HOBIN. plus tässä on kai lowkey bdsm elements.

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A Christmas Fairytale(he came riding on a storm) * by tcarriela , 14996 , jikook

jungkook on yksinäinen vampyyri joka asuu yksin yksinäisessä linnassaan yksin. sitten yksi päivä yksi jimin tulee koputtaan sen oveen yksin. yees.

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(help me) i’m Buried Alive * by HereIGoAgain , 14505 sanaa , yoonmin

yoongi on kai joku argeologi tai jotai ja se on ettimässä aarretta jostain tomb ja sit jimin on siellä joku spirit? ehkä.

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I Thought These Flowers Wilted a Long Time Ago, But- ** by ketchupspaghetti , 12995 sanaa , yoonseok 

tässä hobilla on hanahaki disease jossa jos ihmisellä on unrequited love niin ne rupee yskiin kukan terälehtiä. hobi is in love with yoongi btw if that wasnt obvious from the yoonseok thingy. theres angst mut a happy ending koska en pysty lukee mitää missä on sad ending.

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Jammed ** by minverse , 11058 , vmin

jimin on jumissa liikenteessä lumimyrskyn takii ja taella on pakettiauto jossa se asuu syista ja tae pyytää jiminin sen pakettiautoon… aina kannattaa mennä vieraiden pakettiautoihin. kyl määki menisin jos tjoku yhtä hyvännäkönen ku tae kysyis.

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and when you think of me, am i the best you've ever had ** by causeitsred , 12131 sanaa , vmin 

tae ja jimin are dating until theyre not. angst, angst ja angst.

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The Den by Skadirh , 11561 sanaa , minjoon

OOOOF toinen abo…. all the kinks. ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ʲᵘᵈᵍᵉ ᵐᵉ

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promise i'll stay here all night * by Bangtanbananas , 9451 sanaa , minjoon

omg lisää abo, its basically just smut. im horny and sad, leave me alone.

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Stupid (Beautiful) *by baby_busan , 8636 sanaa , jikook

taas basically just porn. jungkook on nervous cute baby ja jimin is a brat.

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you know i know ** by marienadine , 8010 sanaa , vmin

just vmin being soft. so soft….

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requite. ** by nunastro , 7702 sanaa ,  yoonjin

yoonjin on vampyyreitä ja yoongi on sad ja also ne rakastaa toisiaan mut on also dumb.

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(if i keep my) eyes closed ** by sugarkookx , 7719 sanaa , yoonjin

yoonjin in piti get married mut sitten jin menetti muistinsa onnettomuudessa ja nyt yoongi is sad. mut it all works out in the end.

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Chaptered fics:

House of Cards *************** by sugamins , 394890 sanaa, 25 lukua, vminkook

siis oikeesti the biggest ass oooof ikinä. tää on varmaan pisin ja paras ff jonka oon ikinä lukenu. siis on niin selvää et tää author on theny their research tää on niin hyvin kirjotettu. MUTTA tää on mafia ff ja oikeesti realistinen semmonen eli siis tosi graphic joten proceed with caution oikeesti ja heed the tags. mut toivottavasti luet tän ja myös tykkäät siitä. oof.

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The Songbird and the Sea ************** by MissterMaia , 255878 sanaa , 34 lukua , yoonmin

toinen big ass ooooof siis tääkin on niin hyvä oikeesti. tää on semmonen fantasia/pirate ff ja siis totally worth it. ainoo downside on että se sequel on patreonissa mut tän voi lukee ilmanki sitä ei oo niinku yhtää cliffhanger mut tää on niin hyvä et sitä vaa haluu lukee lisää.

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The Servant **** by threadbare_threnody , 88922 sanaa , 40 lukua, yoonminkook (oof my fave)

omg selvästi tykkään pitemmistä ff. tää on semmone fantasia ff. tässä on tosi paljon kaikkee chinese, japanese ja korean folklore stuff. and also hot smut so theres that. kannattaa lukee.

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You're All I See ** by SugaTheTurtle , 72371 sanaa , 5 lukua , yoonmin

tässä jimin näkee tulevaisuuden ja yoongi prinssi, jonka pitää nähä oma tulevaisuutensa.that says it all. ;) täs ei kai ollu hirveesti smut (hence only 2 stars) mut tää oli silti nii hyvä et lisäsin sen mun bookmarkkeihin.

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Tears to the Tide ** by haromame , 65649 sanaa , 4 lukua , jikook

tää oli nähtävästi kans abo mut ei sillee dirty way. tää on oikeesti aika sad ja aika deep. ehkä välillä sillee deep et en mun vähäsillä aivosoluilla oikee tajunnu joitai asioita mut tää on niiiiin hyvin kirjotettu oikeesti. plus tää oli inspired by Wait from M83 joka on yks mun lempibiiseistä ja kuuntelin sitä ku luin ja oon pretty sure i cried. 

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Muscle Memory *** by PinkBTS , 58024 sanaa , 4 lukua , jikook

now. tää on jikook. with bottom jungkook. joka on atrocious mun mielestä. mut bookmarkkasin sen anyway. joten se sanoo kuinka hyvä tää on. eli siis tässä jiminin puoliso kuolee ja se oli päättäny lahjottaa sen elimet ja it just so happens jungkookilla on sydänvaivoja ja tarvii uuden sydämen. hmmmmmm. very emotional. ig.

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After Hours *** by yoonminology , 52826 sanaa , 5 lukua , yoonmin

oon varmaa lukenu tän vaa kerran mut se oli mun mielestä tosi hyvä. siinä on muistaakseni aika paljon smut mut myös plot. lord help ketään kuka kirjottaa yli 50000 sanaa smut. (okei lukisin sen varmaa silti). tää on myös abo btw.

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Ocean Eyes ** by Yanyiu , 49075 sanaa , 3 lukua , jikook

en muista tästä hirveesti mut muistan et tää oli kyl hyvä ja et jungkook tais olla vähä an asshole alussa ja jimin oli aika insecure.

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Just a little bit of your heart ** by heyhosam , 38671 sanaa , 2 lukua , jikook

okei so luin tän just uudellee ja siis tää on semmone arranged marriage au homma. ja oof taas abo. jikook starts off rocky mut its fine.

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Phantom Pacific ** by TriviaKM , 35004 sanaa , 7 lukua , taegi

toinen pirate au. en oikee tiiä mitä sanoo muutaku et tosi hyvä. tae on a smug bastard.

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The Jeon Family * by staycute1234 , 30499 sanaa , 3 lukua , jikook

tääki on mafia au mut ei nearly as bad as house of cards. en oikeestaa muista tästä paljoo mut rakastan mafia/gang aus so.

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The Light Between Oceans * by thedarkestdawn , 30495 sanaa , 7 lukua , jikook

oof another pirate au. theres just jimin trying to live his life when ilkeet merirosvot tulee ja kaappaa sen. yoongi is an asshole, jungkook is in denial ja jimin just wants to go home.

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Kepler and Gliese *** by GinForInk , 28413 sanaa , 2 lukua , namkook

okei joo therse tentacles mut believe or not tää on oikeesti super soft ja fluffy. just read it.

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Gold and Silver ** by madeliefie , 22864 sanaa , 3 lukua , taekook (who would've thought)

hah taas abo u cant escape. tae on omega mut ne on aika discriminated against so se käyttää semmotteita pillereitä jotka peittää sen hajun et se sais töitä ja tietenkin sen pomo on jungkook. who just so happens to be an alpha.

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Shooting Stars and Silver Moons ** by mucha , 20206 sanaa , 2 lukua , vmin

olin mää näköjää sittenki lukenu chaptered vmin ff vaikka siina onki vaa 2 lukua. tässä näämme kun vmin vaan pine over each other and dont really do anything about it until they both get super sad ja yoongin tarvii pelastaa päivä. (jos muistan oikein)

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Shy, Curious ** by onlyalivetonight , 17201 sanaa , 3 lukua , yoonminkook

okei so tässä yoonmin on jo yhessä ja niillä on bdsm suhde ja jungkook kinda kiinnostuu kokeilee bdsm ja menee semmosee clubii ja tapaa yoongin ja jiminin siä. tää on oikeesti aika söpö. 

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just called to say I love you *** by en tiiä , 12247 sanaa , 2 lukua , yoonkook

jungkook on omega joka pines over sen brothers friend yoongi joka on alpha.  so cute.

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plus yks series:

then, now, always ** by namakemono , yhteensä 49314 sanaa , yhteensä 4 lukua , jikook

eli siis tää on series ja tässä on niinku kaks työtä. toinen on periaatteessa se tarina ja toinen on just smut. eli tässä jiminin present self (joka is dating jungkook) vaihtaa paikkoja vuoden 2013 jiminin kanssa (joka is not dating jungkook). shit happens.

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Fave authors:

 eumorious: absolute fave. rakastan tän kaikkii töitä jonka takii en ollu bookmarkannu mitää niistä. tällä on mainly jikook ff.

HereIGoAgain

MissterMaia

Sharleena: oof tällä on yks yoonmin mafia au jota odotan et se valmistuu ja oon niin excited

rosiex: tällä on yks tosi pitkä yoonkook canon au, First and Last, joka kannattaa oikeesti lukee se on tosi hyvä.

[sadghostdyke]

the language of need pairings

going into more detail about the pairings in the third fic from that last post bc im feeling Emotions about it so

in this au the events of it (2017) takes place in the late 1970s/early 1980s. 

beverly marsh/ben hanscom (ben is a trans girl obviously): when i think of this pairing i think of books and tacky but still sweet postcards with poetry written on the back. curling up in bed next to one another and not having to say anything because both of them just know what the other is thinking. big sweaters and rifling through the mail everyday. they probably read virginia woolf and margaret atwood. 

also very sad because as kids they eventually forget each other bc of pennywise so they keep those habits of looking through the mail desperately hoping to see a letter but they don't know why and every time beverly sees the name ben she feels Something in her chest like an ache or a longing but she doesn't know what it is

beverly marsh & susan pevensie (nonromantic): i have a feeling that beverly would get crushes on older women a lot after her dad bc i mean. being gay i know i had lots of crushes on older women when i was a kid and it's also a common thing that happens after sexual assault. so. i just picture susan pevensie in her early 50s, still a beauty, dark hair now streaked with silver, perpetually dressed to the nines, her apartment full of books and antiques that she shares with beverly, and 12-year-old bev thinking 'wow this woman is so cool..... i love her so much....' because shes never had an adult woman treat her so lovingly and she has difficulty separating platonic & romantic affection in her mind (esp. towards adults)

susan is somewhat aware that beverly is in puppy love with her and kinda just skirts around the topic and teaches beverly about cool stuff. beverly's aunt is nice and everything but she's not really sure how to deal with kids, let alone heavily traumatized ones, so she leaves beverly to her own devices to a certain extent and so beverly kinda latches on to susan as a parental figure. its pretty bittersweet tho bc only a year and a half later they have to move for bev's aunt's job. 

beverly marsh/charlie mcgee: in case you don't know- charlie mcgee is another stephen king character (this one from the book firestarter). she & her dad andy are on the run from the government bc they have powers- charlie especially. a couple of months after beverly moves to hawkins indiana, charlie and andy shows up in bev's backyard and beverly's aunt lets them stay in the house for a week or song. charlie is a rlly mysterious figure to beverly and even though beverly doesn't know her for all that long she kind of idolizes charlie as a ~mysterious figure~ and develops a crush on her- not on her as a person but as an ideal figure. 

beverly marsh/max mayfield: this is an au so they're around the same age even though according to 'timelines' max should be like .... seventeen when beverly is twelve. but anyways. they're both fourteen and beverly is like wow this cool girl has a skateboard...... im going to befriend her!!! and max agrees to give beverly skateboarding lessons. they kiss a couple of times but its mostly just the kind of 'i like you let's spend tons of time together and call each other our girlfriend' relationship and max gives beverly star wars band-aids when she scrapes her knees and explains the entirety of star wars to her as beverly nods excitedly. they have movie marathons and watch star trek and race each other a lot (beverly on her bike, max on her skateboard). anyways they're cute and sweet and it's the longest relationship either of them have ever had (its about a year long) but eventually they break up, partially because beverly is moving, partially because they're both fifteen and max thinks it's time for them to date other people

beverly marsh/carrie white: they meet when they're both sixteen. beverly is now a solidly butch babe and falls head-over-heels for the willowy femme with long blonde hair who is very smart. they bond over bad parents and ptsd and their shared love of shakespeare. it's love at first sight and they care an incredibly large amount about one another because they just click. together both of them start to process their trauma together and its really helpful to have someone else who understands by their side. when margaret white hits carrie really hard, beverly gives her bruise care cream at school the next day. they have study dates and beverly is super super in love with the way that carrie bites the end of her pencil. 

about a year later they get caught by margaret white (carrie gives beverly a goodbye kiss when beverly is dropping off carrie at her house) and margaret sees and just goes wild. she raises her hand to hit carrie and beverly moves in front of her gf to take the hit and the resulting backhand cuts her face pretty deep because margaret is wearing a ring and carrie sees beverly bleeding and just snaps and lashes out with her telekinesis and manually stops margaret's heart and she dies. the two of them are like..... okay. that happened. they cover it up because tbh margaret deserved it and carrie moves in with beverly and they go on with their lives.

it breaks beverly's heart when they split up. carrie's going to an east coast college to get a degree in education and developmental psychology and beverly's going to the west coast to get a degree in art and neither of them want to split up but neither of them know what else to do. so they break up and it Sucks.

beverly marsh/kay mcall: after carrie and bev break up beverly just. Collapses in the relationship department. she stops dating and starts messing around with kay (who is in denial about being bisexual) and it's very much in the department of 'we have great sex but you won't acknowledge me outside of it' and it just sucks 

im gonna pick this up later but that's most of the pairings right now

[walter-worker-alyssa]

staticspine​:

Static had been very much awaiting this day, both with anticipation and anxiety. It had been hinted that this wouldn’t be an entirely pleasant experience– but the outcome? No matter the potential horror or discomfort he might bare witness to… the intended outcome was entirely worth it.

He brought both Gears and Kay along- after all, they were both friends to Alyssa as well. Honestly, soon it would probably be clear that this was also just… coincidentally for the best, as they weren’t the only ones called upon to attend this… ceremony of sorts.

No, they weren’t alone by any means, they had unexpected company. Company in the form of a certain ridiculously tall bot, and his smaller copper companion. And when both of those parties realized what was up, on the way in… well, it wasn’t entirely peaceful.

Static visibly bristled, flaring those vertebrae as Silver looked down on him- and clearly there was a pretty uncomfortable feeling in the air, from their long-standing rivalry. Gears as well isn’t exactly thrilled to see Silver- though less combative about it. Perhaps, he was a bit comforted knowing that he could take the other on if he really needed to, after that past altercation in which Silver got a little taste of his newer strength. 

“What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” It’s hissed from between Static’s teeth, emerald optics glaring up at the other, slight sparks creeping across his plating.

That darker counterpart smirks, a tendril flicking across that sparky bot’s chin. “Now, now… that’s no way to treat one of Alyssa’s good friends.” He had been told to turn the snark down… but telling the truth wasn’t out of the question, right?

“What, you–?” Static is interrupted as that usually-introverted Walter Worker shoves herself between them. “Guys. You can fight later if you really must. Don’t forget what we’re actually here for.”

Now that, that is where Locust can agree, and perhaps he’s a bit forceful as he takes Silver’s hand. “C-c-come on, quit aggravatin’ him. We’ve all g-g-gotta see Baron.”

Amused at that situation, Gears can’t help but giggle a little, yanking Static away from Silver in a similar fashion and following along. “…It’s f-f-fine, they’ve gotta be here for a reason.”

That Lwa would be watching that entire scene, one eyebrow ridge raised as an amused smirk would rest upon his lips. Now, he knew that there was some rivalry between them, but he believed that it was time for him to break some news to them all, so that maybe, they could actually focus on the task at hand.

So, he’d approach, pausing in front of them, leaning on his walking cane. “Gentlemen, if I might grab y’all’s attention, please?” He’d start, those intense, red-brown eyes of his looking around at them all, making sure to establish eye contact with each and every one of them.

He settled on Static and Silver, however. “You two. I’d suggest ta’ cool it. This ain’t no time for fisticuffs. We’ve got a more important task at hand. However, I believe that I’d need ta’ break somethin’ ta’ our static-y friend, here.” He’d continue, looking at Static. “The tall one ain’t jokin’. He and his partner were the ones that saved ‘er a while back. When she was taken. And if you’d look at Locust, you’d see that he’s movin’ ‘round just fine. Why? Because she mad ‘im a brand new core. Meanin’, they ain’t got no business tryin’ ta’ take anyone else’s energy no more. Ya followin’?” He raised his eyebrow ridges, looking over them all.

“She made an agreement with ‘em. Ta’ make ‘em leave y’all alone. However, she ended up becomin’ good friends with ‘em. Even the tall one, who’s clearly in denial. And for now, even though it’s gonna be hard, I’d like for everyone ta’ bury the hatchets. We’re all ‘ere because we want Alyssa back, hmm?”

He smirked a little, however, not really waiting for any form of reply. “Now that that’s outta the way… I do ‘ave a task for some o’ y’all.”

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Finally, the day had come. Every ingredient had been meticulously gathered. The ritual needed had been studied down to the finest detail. This was a one-time chance. If this went wrong, their chance would have been wasted. This had to be done carefully. Correctly. There was no room for mistakes. 

Notes had been sent out to Static and his family, as well as Locust and his partner. And once everything had been set up, the Lwa known as Baron Samedi would be waiting for them to arrive at the portals. 

It had been awful to wait. The fear downright crippling. But finally.... Finally, he’d gotten word from his brother. He’d found her soul. Then again, that other Lwa was more familiar with the darker side of their realm, and there... He’d found her. Captured by a gang of minor Lwa, all having a grudge against the Baron. Her soul so exhausted that even though it was physical to him, she had been passed out. And he had known then, that he had to hurry. 

Luckily, not much more needed to be done. And while the Lwa waited by the portals, a certain, titanium automaton was in the living room, where the ritual space had been set up. Candles, ingredients. And.... In the middle of a circle of lit candles, all placed on their own, individual plate, a figure could be seen, laying on the ground, in a beautiful, white dress. 

Alyssa.

Her body had been thawed, and placed on a red, velvet mat. They had all agreed upon performing the ritual in familiar surroundings, so that she wouldn’t be too confused when brought back. The vaults were dark and cold. Unfriendly. So the living room would be the better option. Having her wake up in a space she loved.

However... The Lwa had some extra instructions for the attendees of this event. And that was why he was now patiently waiting for everyone invited to arrive from those two, very different households.