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[scattered-winter]

made the mistake of reading through the political discussions on my big family groupchat that I usually keep muted. you must never do such a thing.

[ilwonuu]

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↬ choi seungcheol

𓇣 pairing- nonidol!cheol x fem reader, dom!seungcheol x sub!reader, bestfriend!cheol x fem reader, friends to lovers<3

𓇣 summary- your best friend calls you late at night for something other than a innocent hangout.

𓇣 warnings- dumb confessing love to each other, oral sex (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), dirty talk, cum swallowing, kissing, MDNI, lmk what else

𓇣 a/n- this is just a random fic that u wrote a long time ago.. i liked it enough to post so lmk what you think!! should i write a part two? ALSO IM BACK FROM LITERALLY NOT POSTING FOR DAYS!!!! im posting a lot of fics today<3 luv u guys 😡

tossing and turning in your bed has gotten you wide awake. you’ve been trying to fall asleep for the past hour. it now being 1:30am as glance at your clock.

you sigh closing your eyes again before you start to get a call. you groan reaching for your phone. seeing it’s seungcheol you make a confused expression, pressung answer.

“cheol? it’s so late what’s up?” you question and he just sighs. “okay- um this is gonna sound crazy but can i pick you up? i’ve been thinking you all night.” he confesses. his voice sounding tense but lust filled.

“thinking about me? what do you mean?” you are beyond confused now, wanting him to explain it. of course cheol has said something like this to you before, but this time it feels different.

“just let me come get you and i’ll explain then. can i?” he asks. you don’t even know why but your mouth is immediately saying that you would love for him to pick you up.

you having no control when it comes to cheol. you sigh again as you force yourself out of the warmth of your bed to grab some pants to throw on.

quickly changing as you know cheol, how fast he would get to your house. speaking of, your phone lights up with a text from the boy telling you he’s outside. you slip on your slippers and head out of your house into his car.

“well good morning to you.” you say sarcastically as you get into the passenger seat. “can i just drive and explain? it’s kind of a lot to take in.” he starts to drive to your guys usual spot to watch the sunset. you couldn’t do that now obviously…

“so.. were you asleep when i called?” “no unfortunately i haven’t been sleeping very well and these were one of the completely sleepless nights.” he sighs not taking his eyes of the road.

“i’m sorry i hope you can sleep better tomorrow.” he says looking at you for a moment to give you a soft smile before finally arriving at your spot.

“are you gonna tell me why you wanted to pick me up at 2 in the morning?” you turn your gaze to him and he just nods. “don’t freak out okay-“ he cuts himself off.

“y/n- i’m in love with you. and everyday i’m more and more in love with you. i couldn’t get confessing to you off my mind. i wanted you to know in person.” he says looking at you for a reaction, response, anything.

“cheol i-“ he sighs thinking he already knows what you’re gonna say. “i know you don’t feel the same. i had a feeling you didn’t but i just need to tell you okay? it was killing me and i just don’t want anything to be weird now-“ you stop his words with your finger.

“cheol shut up. i’m in love with you too.” you confess as well catching him completely off guard. “wait are you serious? don’t mess with me that’s not funn-“ you cut him with a kiss against his lips.

“you believe me now?” he nods pulling you to kiss him again. “you don’t know how bad i wanted to do that.” he admits with a deep sigh.

“cheol-you know-i- me too.” his hands intertwined with yours. you feel so safe with him. you want nothing more than to be his. you want him to be yours.

“y/n i- please let me kiss you again.” and that’s how you ended up here. on your knees in the backseat next to your best friend, reaching for his dick as he fucks his fingers into you.

“cheol-“ he smirks down at you. “feel good baby? keep going.” you nod at his words finally pulling his dick out of his pants. shocked at the size of course. you have never been with anyone with a dick this big- nearly coming on his fingers.

“go ahead, let me see you baby.” he’s looking down at you with intimidating eyes. you give his dick a couple strokes causing him to hiss but mindlessly ruts his hips up with your hand.

you kitten lick the tip of his dick not breaking eye contact with him. a load groan erupting from him. his fingers are starting to fuck into you faster. your moans against him making him crazy.

“fuck just like- that. feels so fucking good.” his hips moving with your mouth as you fuck yourself back onto his fingers.

“look at you. o-oh fuck” your mouth speeding up on his cock. his fingers curling inside of you causing you to moan. you gag on his dick as his hips start to meet your mouth.

you cum on his fingers hard as you feel him start to fuck your mouth. he fucks his fingers into slowly before pulling them out to bring them up to his mouth.

he hums before groaning when he sees you looking up at him. he pulls his fingers out his mouth, his hand inching to your ass rather quickly.

“i’m gonna- fuck i’m coming. you’re so beautiful.” his cum shooting deep into your mouth as his hips fuck up with his groans.

you keep eye contact with him as you swallow. he groans trying not to fuck your mouth again. you sit up to kiss him.

“you’re so pretty.” he gives you a big smile as the two of you get dressed. you blush and look away from him. “want to come to my house?” he smiles at you.

[littlxpxtal]

Midnight Rain

TYRANTS || STORY MASTERLIST PAIRING: rafe cameron x fem!reader WARNINGS: MDNI 18+ Content, swearing, sexual content, drug and alcohol use, violence WORD COUNT: 3.9K

I broke his heart because he was nice

He was sunshine I was midnight rain

May

The sunlight flashing through the blinds wakes me from my sleep, a headache immediately pounding through my temples. 

I reach for my water bottle which is usually full, in preparation for mornings like these, and realize the nightstand I touch isn’t mine. I jump and realize I’m not in my own bed. I’m in JJ Maybank's bed. A few more seconds pass before I realize I’m not wearing any clothes.

“Fuck” I whisper, glancing over to see JJ laying on his stomach, face squished into his pillows. 

I slide out of bed and gather all of my belongings, slipping on my shorts and top from the night before, scrambling around the bed looking for my phone. 

“Where ya goin” he asks me, still half asleep.

“I-I gotta go to work,” I whisper back before rushing out of his bedroom door, flying out of his house before realizing I didn't have any underwear on. Well, that’s fucking embarrassing. 

I check my phone, realizing it's on 4%, and decide to make a desperate call to my cousin Kiara. The phone rings twice before she picks it up.

“Kie, you’re never going to believe where I woke up this morning.” I say exasperated. 

“Y/N, you’re never going to believe where I woke up this morning,” she whispers into the phone.

I stop in my tracks. Before I can form a response a flash of last night's events starts coming to light.

“Easssssssssssy on the liquor there doll, gon get too fucked before the sun even goes down” JJ shouts at me from behind the bar set up on the Pogue’s side of the beach.  “Shut up Jay” I respond before finishing the clear liquor from my cup and placing it on the bar. “Refill please” I say, batting my eyelashes at him. “Why don’t you go to the Kook side and get them to refill your cup, ‘ve already filled it up enough tonight.” he scolded, pouring himself a cup of dark liquor with a splash of coke.  “Whatever” I retort before spinning on my heels to join our friends by the water. 

“Okay but why does JJ look kinda hot as a bartender” Kiara jokes with me and Sarah.  “In his dreams” I chuckle and step into the water.  “Thank god school is over” Sarah sighs and wraps her arm around my shoulders. I grab her wrist with my hand and look out at the sunset. “God I know, I barely made it through exams.” The sweet moment was interrupted by a splash of water hitting the sides of my legs, John B being the culprit. “Damn, stealing my girl already, Y/N?” he mused. “She was mine first.” I declare before splashing water back at him with my foot.  Pope rushes behind the four of us, two beers in hand, his shirt already off.  “Kooks have landed” I turn my head towards the other side of the beach to see them setting up a large DJ booth, pong tables, and 10 kegs.  “They went all out again this year” I joke. “Don’t act like you dont wanna join em” JJ teases, finally joining the group by the water.  I splash water at him this time, wobbling a little, feeling a bit tipsy from the 3 drinks I’ve already had.  “Shouldn’t you be handling the bar Maybank?” I remark at him, quirking an eyebrow up at the messy blonde. “Pogue’s can handle themselves. Its them kooks ‘m worried about. Plus I missed you guys. Over here having tons of fun and shit without me” He playfully pushes Sarah’s arms off of my shoulders and replaces it with his.  “C’mon let's go get you that refill.”

“Recap at Luna Cafe. Meet me in 10. And bring a phone charger.” I respond, ending the call and starting heading into town. 

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I arrive at the Cafe to see Kiara already there. 

“Hey Kie,” she leans in to hug me and I sit down, both of us silent for a moment, waiting for the first one to spill. 

“I slept with JJ” I say, finally breaking the ice. 

She chokes on the ice water she ordered and stares at me, bewildered. 

“You did what?” she whispers, her voice hoarse from the party.

“I-I dunno how it happened I just woke up in his fucking bed, no clothes on or anything! Trust me I’m just as shocked as you are.”

“Well you guys were flirting pretty hardcore last night…” she trails off, avoiding eye contact.

“No we weren’t! We were talking to each other the same way we always have.” I respond defensively. 

“Ya, and it reeks of sexual tension.”

My jaw drops in response. 

“Did you bring a charger?” I ask, not wanting to continue the conversation without grounding myself with reality. She reaches down into her bag and pulls it out.

“‘M gonna call Sarah” she says.

“Great, I’m getting us drinks, want your regular?”

“Yes please” she says before putting the phone to her ear. 

I walk up to the counter, ordering 3 iced lattes with Oat Milk and vanilla syrup and two ice waters.

While waiting for the drinks, another flash back forms.

The bass pounds from the other side of the beach while the group sit on logs surrounding the bonfire Pope had put together.  “Kinda sounds like fun…” Pope sighs, looking longingly at the Kooks side of the summer break bash.  “Lets go, just for a few songs, then we can come back and sulk” I say, standing up and brushing the sand off the back of my legs.  “‘’fcourse you wanna go, those are your people” JJ snorts, taking a sip from his red cup.  “And ‘m slummin it over here with you Maybank,” I slur back, making my way around the bonfire trying to gather the rest of the group.  “C’mon it’ll be fun guys please. OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONGGGGGGGGGGG” I cheer, hearing Doses & Mimosas in the background. Sarah and Kiara stand, with John B and Pope following suit.  I grab the girls hands and skip along to the Kook side, singing along “MAKES TIME GO SLOW SLOW SLOWWWWW”  The boys trail behind us, JJ begrudgingly joining after filling his cup up again.  I lead the group through the crowd of people, entering the center of the circle, forming a small circle with our friends. An unopened beer is passed to me by a cute Kook and I smile back at him before cracking it open.  “DOSES AND MIMOSAS. CHAMPAGE AND COCAINE HELP TO GET ME THROUGH” the crowd cheers. “I know youre having fun Jay” I whisper in his ear after seeing him bop his head to the beat. “Yea yea, only cus you’re here” he slurs back wrapping his arms around me, finding my back now against his chest, moving our bodies along to the song playing on the speaker. 

“Three lattes and two waters” the barista calls out, interrupting my thoughts. 

Kiara stands to help me bring the drinks back to the table.

“Okay, so where did you wake up this morning.” I inquire, taking a large gulp from the ice water. 

“Pope’s bed.” 

It was now my turn to choke on water. 

“No fucking way Kie.” I respond, reaching out to grab her hand. “Be so fucking for real with me right now tell me you didn’t fuck him.”

She looks down with a grimace on her face. 

“I wish I was lying”

“Lying about what?” a soft voice comes from behind us. I turn around to see Sarah, who is also still in her clothes from the night before, with large sunglasses and one of John B’s caps on her head. 

“Sarah. What do you remember about last night?” she laughs and lowers her sunglasses down, eyeing the both of us before sitting down. 

“What do you want to remember.” she smirks. “Is one of these for me? It better be if you two drug me out of bed to meet this early.”

“Yea this one.” I push the latte and water to her. “Tell us everything.” she takes a sip of the latte and pushes her sunglasses back up. 

“Well you have to tell me what you could be lying about.”

“I slept with Pope.” Kiara whispers. Sarah, questionably has no reaction. She turns to look at me, and I freeze. “I….. I slept with JJ”

She lets out a loud laugh, which makes Kiara and I look at each other, puzzled looks spread across our faces.

“What’s so fucking funny Sarah” Kiara asks, crossing her arms. 

“Cus I already knew.” she states before taking another sip.

I stare, jaw open again, adjusting my chair to face hers. 

“Okay tell us everything right now.” I demand.

“Chill, Y/N. If I tell you guys, you have to give me the detailsssss” she jokes.

“I don’t even remember going home with him there’s no details!” I shout, realizing my voice was too loud for the little cafe, I lower it back down. “Just tell us” I hiss back at her.

“Okay, okay. After we finally made it to the Kooks side of the bash, we mainly stayed in our circle. I don’t know if you guys noticed but guys were passing us drinks like crazy, it was like they wanted us to get wasted. Scummy if you ask me.” 

Kiara scoffs and puts her head into her hands.

“I don’t remember how many of those shitty beers I had.” she sighs.

“John B cut me off when he noticed I couldn’t stand up straight” Sarah responds softly before continuing her recap. 

“So we’re pretty wasted or whatever and the DJ was playing bangers, had the crowd really going. And Y/N, not sure if you remember, but you and JJ were dancing the whole night away. You were grinding on that boy so hard” Kiara lets out a laugh 

“Okay wait I remember that and he was so into it he was like” Kiara recounts, making a face with an O shape, leaning her head back doing her best JJ impression. 

“Okay yea yea I remember dancing on him.” you brush off. “What about Kie and Pope how did that happen.”

“Well you and Pope weren’t grinding as hard as Y/N and JJ but he was definitely sweeping you off your feet with his dance moves. We all also did a few kegs stands, played a few rounds of pong.” she trails off and I stare at her.

“I don’t remember doing a fucking keg stand who let me DO THAT” you exclaim before face palming. 

“You were honestly one of the best of us I have to say, you were up there for 10 whole seconds. I couldn’t even get off my feet.” Sarah snorts. 

“Oh my god.” I sigh, drinking more water, feeling my headache worsening. 

“And then Kie and Pope disappeared out of the party, claiming you left your purse at the bonfire or whatever and we didn’t see you two for the rest of the night.” Sarah states. 

Kiara looks up at the two of us and starts laughing. “Okay I kinda remember that but I don’t know how he convinced me to go back to his place.”

“He was shirtless and showing off his moves!” Sarah replies. Kie shakes her head and places it back down into her hands.

“As for you and JJ, we watched you two go back to the dance floor, dancing and making out disgustingly, so bad Rafe even had to say something.”

My jaw drops for the third time. A flashback of this happening slams into my head.

JJ’s tongue is down my throat, his hands feverishly moving up and down my torso as I dance my body against his, feeling the liquor and heat vibrating off of our bodies.  As I move my hands up through his hair, I feel a rough arm grab mine and pull him away from him. I look up to see Rafe Cameron, Sarah’s big brother darting his blown pupils down at me. “No Pogue on Pogue mackin on my side of the fucking island” he snarls, his arm still tightly gripping mine. I snatch my arm away from him and push my body up against his, tilting my head all the way back to reach eye contact.  “Don’t fucking touch me Cameron.” I spit back out back at him. I realized without him or JJs arms around me, I could barely stand. I start to wobble a bit and JJ catches me.  “Get her out of here Pogue. Make sure if she yaks it’s on your side.” he shouts in JJs face before disappearing back into the crowd.  JJ brings me up to the bar, requesting a cup of water. He places it in my hand, holding me up while giggling.  “Love pissin that guy off” he chuckles. I laugh back. “He gets worse every year.” I joke. The cold water making my brian feel less fuzzy.  “Wanna get out of here?” he asks me. I shrug and look out to the crowd, realizing I don’t recoginize anyone.  “Sure, where d’ya wanna go?” I ask.  “My place?” he asks with a smirk on his face. 

“Fuck” I let out, realizing I had been holding my breath while recounting the scene from the night before. 

“Well… how was the sex?” Sarah asks with a grin smeared across her face.

“It was actually pretty good.” Kiara finally speaks.

“Wait you remember?” 

“Yea.” she stiffles out a laugh. “And it was actually pretty fucking great.”

“Thats my girl!” Sarah lets out a cheer and slaps her hand on Kie’s shoulder. 

“I’m trying to remember what happened, but all I can remember was making out on his bed then poof. Black.” I tell the girls. I try my hardest to remember any details, especially if we used protection. This wasn’t my first drunk hook up, but with JJ it was new territory. This could ruin our friendship. Would he be hurt if I can’t remember the night we spent together? 

“Maybe you should talk to him about it. I was thinking of having a chill night tonight at my place,”

“Yea, yea I’ll just talk to him then. For now I just need to rot in bed.” I sigh, grabbing my purse and standing up. “Thanks ladies. I’ll see y’all later?” 

“My place at 6!” Sarah shouts at me as I leave the cafe.

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I kick my bikestand down and grab my tote bag off of the handle, walking up the driveway to Tanneyhill. I hear voices in the backyard and circle around the house. Everyone has already arrived and is sitting on the patio around the fire pit. 

“Hey” I finally speak.

“Heyyyyyy Y/N!” Pope cheers, standing up to greet me with a hug. “How ya feelin?” 

I smile sheepishly in return and shake my head. 

“Well my handover is finally gone but the hangxiety still lingers.”

A chuckle from JJ emerges and he smirks at John B who winks at him. I feel a pit in my stomach knowing that last nights events were more than likely discussed before I arrived. 

I sit down next inbetween Kiara and Pope and sling off my jacket, scooting closer to the fire. 

A few moments of awkward silence passes before the boys start cracking jokes about some guys who were obnoxiously drunk at the party, and how John B had to pull Sarah away from one who almost yakked on her. I fumble around with my water bottle, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Feeling embarrassed and frazzled, I ask Sarah if I can use her bathroom.

“Yea, back doors unlocked! Feel free to use mine upstairs.”

I walk up the patio steps to the door and bask in the silence of the house. Letting a deep breath out, I start for the stairs, before I see a figure walk by the banister. 

“What’re you doin comin up here?” They ask from the darkness. 

“Just usin Sarah’s bathroom” I respond, immediately recognizing the voice as Rafe Cameron. 

“There’s a guest bath unoccupied downstairs.” he grunts before moving forward to the light at the top of the stairs. I reach the last step, craning my neck up to make eye contact with him. His eyes are bloodshot, his hair a mess and he’s wearing a pair of sweatpants and white t-shirt. I had never seen him in casual clothing before, it was slightly shocking. 

“She told me to use hers so I’m using hers.” I stated simply, pushing past him. 

Before I could fully slide past him, his hand grips my arm. 

“The fuck are you doin messin round with that pouge? Hm?” he questions. I rip my arm from his grip and turn to face him again. 

“I’m not, not that it’s any of your business. He’s just a friend.” I shrug and stare at him hardly.

“Didn’t look like just friends to me. Y’all were practically fucking on the dancefloor. ‘N I saw you leave with him.” He stepped closer, making me have to crane my neck even farther to keep eye contact. I felt myself tremble at our proximity. 

“We were drunk it was nothing.” I mumble. 

“Didn’t look like nothin” he respond, keeping eye contact. 

“Like I said, not any of your business. What’re you, keeping tabs on me?” I retorted, turning my body to go to Sarah’s room. 

“You need to stop messin around with them, you’re not one of them.” he shouts down the hall at me. I flick my middle finger back at him before entering Sarah’s room. I sit down on her bed, my brain fuzzy from the interaction I just had, and the dehydration from the night before. I check my phone to see a text from Pope.

You should talk to JJ about last night …..

“Jesus Christ” I whisper. I click my phone off and go to her bathroom.

When I exit her room, Rafe is nowhere to be seen. I tip toe down the stairs and see JJ sitting on their living room couch, waiting for me. 

“Hey Jay” I say, feeling my tremble return. Fuck I really didn’t wanna have this conversation right now. 

“Hey. Can we talk about last night… and this morning?”

I purse my lips together and nod my head before sitting on the couch across from him. 

“Look, last night was amazing, and I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long. I’m sorry it had to happen while we were drunk, I wanted it to happen under different circumstances but -”

I interrupt him before her can say anything further. “JJ, last night was all a blur and I-”

He stands up and moves over to my couch, sitting right next to me, grabbing my hands in his.

“I like you, Y/N. And last night was probably one of the best nights of my entire stupid life.”

I sigh, releasing my hands from his grip and cup his face. “Jay, I’m sorry, but I don’t feel the same way. I really enjoy you as a friend and I don’t want that to change. I really don’t want a relationship or anything and I’m sorry I played into that.”

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked down.

“You don’t like me?” he whispers.

“JJ, I like you as a friend, but no not romantically. I’m sorry that I led you on.”

He stood up and started to pace around the room, taking his hat off to run his fingers through his hair. “I feel like a fuckin idiot dude what.” he says exasperated. I stand up and place my hands on his arm to try and get him to stop. 

“Dont-dont touch me.” he growls. Turning his back and placing his cap back on his head. 

“JJ I’m sorry.” I sigh, sitting back down on the couch.

“Yea, Yea I get it. ‘M not mad at you, I’m mad at myself for thinking you would wanna get with a pogue like me.” he grunts. Sitting back on the couch, farther from me this time. 

“Jay …. Don’t say that. It’s not because of where you’re from. I just don’t feel the same way. ‘Nd ‘m sorry I had sex with you, I wouldn’t have if I knew you wanted something more romantic.”

He lets out a stiff laugh.

“We didn’t fuck.”

“Wha- what?” I ask, turning my body towards him, raising my eyebrows.

“Yea, we were both way too drunk so we just went to sleep.” he says, finally making eye contact. 

“Well then why was I naked?” I quiz, not fully believing him. 

“Well I didn’t say we didn’ try.” he chuckles, looking out across the room, probably remembering the sight of me naked in his bed. My body cringes at the thought. 

“It just wasn’t working so we gave up and you passed out before putting your clothes back on.”

I stare at the floor, I could feel my face turning red. “Well why didn’t you put my clothes back on?” I ask. 

“Cus I wasnt gonna try and clothe your limp body, kinda weird. So I just laid my blanket over you and slept on top of it.” he responds before standing. I look up at him, wide eyed, trying to pull that memory from my brain, but nothing is surfacing. 

“Look it won’t happen again. Sorry I assumed.” he says flatly.

I stand to meet him, guilt rising in my body for leading him on all night. “Jay, I don’t want this to ruin our friendship. I still want you in my life and I don’t want this to tarnish it.” I whisper, fumbling with my fingers and staring at the ground. 

“It won’t. We can forget it happened. and … here’s your underwear” he pulls them out of his pockets sheepishly, handing them to me and pushes his fist playfully into my shoulder. “‘M gonna go back out. You comin?” he asks, walking towards the backdoor. 

“In a sec, I think I left my phone in the bathroom.” I respond, before heading towards the staircase. I wanted to escape to Sarah’s bedroom and hide until this sick feeling left my body. 

I made it about 3 steps up before Rafe appeared on the top step yet again.

He’s changed into a regular outfit, clearly going out. 

“Well that was pathetic.” he chuckles before stepping a few steps down.

“Fuck off” I mumble. Squeezing my underwear in my hand trying to hide it from his eyesight.

“Glad to hear he couldn’t even pull through. What a poser” he says slyly before reaching the same step as mine.

I stiff out a laugh, looking up in to his eyes. 

“You’re such a dick”

He leans down to my ear, brushing his hand against my arm, the same one he grabbed me with earlier. I feel goosebumps raise across my body, his breathe against my ear is warm and smells of hard liquor. 

“You’re too sweet to let a pogue like that ruin you” I gulp and stand still, He lingers there for a few more seconds before moving his face to meet mine. 

“Like you would be any better.” I respond, not thinking of the consequences that comment would create. 

“Wouldn’t you like to find out.” he smirks. His eyes flicker down to eye the fistfull of underwear I’m holding, before standing up straight and walking to the front door.

“See ya later Y/N” He calls out, before exiting. I stand there, shellshocked at his words, the knot in my stomach twisting, leaving a foul taste in my mouth. 

“Y/N you alright in there?” I hear Sarah call out form the backdoor.

“‘M coming.” I respond, shoving my underwear into my pockets before heading down the stairs and meeting her at the door.

Instagram AU | Next Chapter

[romantic-disarray]

❝Childhood Friends to Lovers━Nagi Seishiro.”

Part 3 of my mini series— Nagi Seishiro !

Note : You can find the previous parts in my profile 🤍

Warnings include : Mild spoilers for what happens in the U-20 arc, but I don't go into too much detail, after that is nothing else. Enjoy 🤍

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Damn, you knew Nagi grew less lazier during his times in blue lock but holy shit—you never thought seeing your sloth of a friend get motivated about football would be so fucking attractive.

You were basically screaming your heart out at the impressive goal Nagi just scored against the opponent, your voice getting drowned out by the roars of countless strangers surrounding you, yet Nagi still managed to look up in your section of the seats.

You smiled widely, cupping your hands around your mouth and yelling his name at the top of your lungs. Everyone else was screaming so why not scream until your throat went sore? You've gotta hand it to Reo, that guy definitely did something to Nagi and you absolutely loved whatever drug or steroids he gave him.

Truth be told, Nagi had been searching through the stadium any chance he got, hoping to see your familiar face hiding amongst the crowd with a big toothy grin. He's gone through all the other sections, and that's when he finally reached yours.

For a moment; his grey eyes met yours whom held the emotion of admiration and contentment. Nagi felt his body stiffen, as he slowly raced a hand up to wave at you—he suddenly got tackled to the ground by his teammates. "Hey, why're you getting distracted for?! You scored a goal, man!" Karasu gave him the same grin he always wore.

Nagi rolled his eyes and pushed him away, “Nothing, just... Something.” His eyes went back to look at you within the crowd, the tiniest smile appearing on his face when he saw you again.

Nagi stretched his back, hearing a satisfying pop sound from his behind. He sighed in relief, finally relieving himself of the immense back pain he'd beem feeling since the match ended. Ego was kind enough to send the remaining players back via the busses, but not so generous enough to drop them off directly to their houses, only back at the football union's office.

Nagi turned a corner, and saw a familiar figure waiting on one of the benches in the reception room.

“F/n?” He asked, a bit shocked to see that you were still there waiting for him. If Nagi were in your position then he already would've left you behind, which he now regretted. You got up from your seat and gave him a big smile on your face, “Congrats on the win, Seishiro. Let's walk home together!” You cheerily offered.

Nagi hummed, 'Come to think of it, we haven't gone home together ever since I started playing football with Reo...' He didn't think much of it anymore, and instead he immediately agreed, finding that thinking would only result in an increase to his fatigue.

As much as he didn't like walking home after a long match; Nagi couldn't deny that he did in fact miss you, so he'll take any chance at spending time with you any time he gets.

The two of you started your walk in silence, having only the sounds of the trees rustling and birds chirping to be your ambience that afternoon. It was sunset, so you didn't really have to worry about the hot weather that much, which was nice.

“I see you got inspired.” You decided to break the silence, Nagi shrugged while rubbing the back of his neck, “I guess you could say that.” He mumbled under his breath. In his mind flashed various memories from back in Blue lock, Reo's face, Isagi, Rin, and the others—the only reason he got inspired was because of them.

Unconsciously, your face suddenly popped up in his head. The thought of getting to hear your praise, and smile that you always wore whenever Nagi did something that is just above or the bare minimum. It made his heart pump undeniably quick.

He took a quick glance at your face, which was still focused on the sidewalk to notice. Nagi had always liked being around you, even now that didn't change. He sighed, and before you could even ask what's bothering him—Nagi pulled you by your forearm and softly placed his lips on yours.

“Thanks for waiting for me.” He murmured against the kiss, before slowly pulling away and walked ahead of you, leaving you dumbfounded by the situation.

You touched your cheeks, too much in an awe to react. ‘Not only did he change physically, but he got a lot bolder too...’ Fuck, you could just go on your knees and thank Reo for making Nagi this way.

You immediately caught up to Nagi and smiled cheekily up at him, “What really happened to you, Seishi?” You asked in a playful tone. Nagi shrugged, and instead reached for something inside his pocket. He pulled out a wireless earbud and offered it to you, which you took with no hesitation.

A few seconds later—a song you knew all too well started playing. “A vaundy song?” You questioned, Nagi only nodded as a response and intertwined his fingers with yours, squeezing it softly. “Just the way you like it.” Another quick squeeze to your hand, and that was all you needed.

You absolutely loved this man.

Note : I may or may not have gotten the idea by listening to a vaundy song while going home. ALSO PLEASE GIVE ME MORE IDEAS ON WHO TO WRITE FOR NEXT, I CAN'T THINK ANYMORE

Next up : Shidou Ryuusei

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[jadedexp]

Eternal

Jegulus Microfic - 602 words // Slightly mature // It was just a little scenario I couldn't get out of my head ;)

It’s so beautiful, he thought.

The sun was setting, and it painted the sky a mirage of pink, purple and yellow. And it was so beautiful.

Regulus felt his boyfriend’s arms wrap around his waist, settling him into his lap. His back pressed against their warm chest, with only the thin towel wrapped around his body to separate them.

They decided to go on a ‘spontaneous’ trip.

In truth they just ran away. Their little secret got out and now sides were being chosen, unwanted opinions being expressed, and angry brothers and friends needed to be coddled.

They’d just wanted time. Time to figure out whatever the fuck this was or what to do next that would please everyone but themselves.

Time to just be together without so many eyes watching.

So that’s what they did. They hurried to book a flight to some remote island and fucked off together.

It was so cliché, and it was them.

“What’re thinking about, hm?”

Regulus tore his eyes from the sunset and looked back at James. He wasn’t wearing his glasses; it somehow made his eyes seem even bigger and more devastating now. He stared at the light that reflected off those brown eyes, making them look like twin sun pools.

After 3 years of being in love with this man in every way a person could be, he still managed to steal his breath away.

“You’re beautiful. You’re just so beautiful.”

James immediately grew shy and hid his face in Regulus’ neck. The grip on his waist tightened, like James couldn’t help but squeeze the life out of him.

When Regulus glanced down, he noticed a slight tremble in James’ hands. Gently, he placed his own over the trembling ones, finding the whole moment terribly endearing.

“Oh my god. I love you so much.”

A thousand butterflies erupted in his stomach at the admission and a wide smile had begun to bloom on his face.

It happened every time. Every. Single. Time.

“I don’t compare to you, though.” he murmured which got a curious hum out of Regulus.

James lifted his head from Regulus’ neck and gently turned him around so they could be face to face. He watched as James’ lifted a hand to his cheek, that wandered to his neck, with his thumb brushing lightly over Regulus’ throat.

“Do you know what I see when I look at you?” he said in a low voice, his gaze heavy with something indescribable.

Suddenly, it was hard to breathe.

“What?” he whispered.

 “An eternity.”

All the air had been sucked out of his body, leaving Regulus to only gape at the man in front of him. It wasn’t only the words that left him speechless, but it was also the realization that James’ was completely serious.

An eternity, he said. That’s what he sees in Regulus.

Oh god, what is this idiot doing to me? Oh god-

Regulus smashed his lips against his, the intensity of it making him lightheaded. James gripped his waist and pulled him in closer, responding back to his desperate kisses almost immediately. Their fingers tangled in each other’s hair as their mouths molded together, sharing the same breath.

For that moment, everything had faded away. Nothing mattered but the two of them. The thought of eternityplayed on repeat in his head, even as he was picked up, even when James laid him out on the bed for hours. Every kiss, every moan, and every shudder of pleasure they shared was like a promise.

Eternity, eternity, eternity….

A promise that Regulus was willing to do anything to keep.

[chocotonez]

enhypen summer dates pt2: bonfires

a/n: burnt marshmallows > browned marshmallows

summary: enhypen + you on a bonfire date

cw/genre: Mild cursing, fluff, fire, food, English is not my first language and lmk if anything else should be tagged!

link to 1k June special!! -> (^_−)−☆

heesung

-idk why I can never see him going outside but it takes a lot of convincing for him to go to a bonfire especially late at night

-holds your hands by the fire pit, pointing out shapes in the flames, humming softly

-you probably have to yell at him to get off his phone so he can enjoy the outdoors

-can get bored kinda easily but as long as he’s with you he doesn’t care that much

-he’s willing to walk through seven feet of mud if he’s holding your hand

-gets stressed if the fire gets too big because he thinks one of you is gonna get burnt ;;

-sings really softly but don’t fall asleep pls he wants to go inside and cuddle on a mattress

jay

-dawg is grilling!!

-one time at a bonfire my friend was making sandwiches like it was a production line so that’s pretty much Jay grilling over the fire

-makes sure you are well fed and comfy!!

-makes bomb ass s’mores as well, brings extra blankets, he wants to see you all comfy and cozy during your little excursion

-covers your eyes so you don’t get smoke in them

-lays your head on his lap so he can play with your hair, and gladly carries you back to the car if you fall asleep (if he didn’t fall asleep by the cozy fire himself)

-likes to take care of you while you’re enjoying the bonfire, loves staring at you illuminated by the flames, loves being with you <3

-def not a common date but still, if it’s with you it’s fun!

jake

-tells scary stories but might just end up scaring himself

-I have a feeling he’s not very good at roasting marshmallows but it’s ok!! the fact that the marshmallow he toasted for you is scorched and bubbling adds texture and character!!

-tries to impress you by throwing a bunch of tinder into the fire and flexing his muscles while he carries a bunch of sticks

-gets really worried if you get too hot or there is smoke in your eyes :( immediately asks if you want to go home because he just wants you to have fun!!

-he doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable ever <3 especially not during a date

-probably rambles to you about any sort of things on his mind, whether it be interesting mathematical formulas or scientific theories or his favorite episode of a new show he was watching

sunghoon

-“babe watch me throw this *random object* into the fire” “sunghoon what the FUCK?!”

-having tons of fun

-probably scares away any wildlife nearby without how much he laughs and he’s always pinching your cheeks while feeding you toasted snacks

-tells you scary stories but acts them out too!! mainly so you don’t get too scared

-pretends he’s a fire-bender and you get slightly worried for his health because he is messing around so closely to the flames but he reassures you that he’s a fire-bender

-“flames do not burn a dragon!!” “Do you need some neosporin?” “ya :(“

-karaoke with you

-really loves bonfires with you, even though you’re just outside

sunoo

-there for the view which includes you + fireworks + and nice sunset!

-is kinda sassy tho, gets all whiny if he gets smoke in his eyes

-brings a ton of blankets so you guys are all nice and toasty and you can cuddle even tho there’s a fire and you end up sweating but it’s ok if it’s with him <3

-he talks a lot, about his day, about your day, where he wants to go tomorrow, his favorite stars…

-makes you toast all the food over the fire because he’s too comfortable wrapped in his blankets on his chair to move

-def not his fave date but he doesn’t mind because he gets a ton of cute photos with you

-he’s down for any sorta date but he doesn’t want to get dirt on his pants and smoke in his hair!!

jungwon

-quiet, just enjoys the fire with you by his side

-feeds you s’mores or toasties

-both of you probably end up taking a nap and wake up to a dying flame and bright stars staring down at you <3

-he doesn’t really have any sort of noticeable attitude towards bonfires, like cool…ur outside….I guess

-but he’s really focused on your comfort, so he brings fans, blankets, extra water, fans smoke away from your eyes and emergency burn treatment

-holds your hand the entire night, looks up at the stars in awe but they look even brighter in his eyes

-probably ends up burning his hand and getting really embarrassing when you fuss over him tho

niki

-will randomly pop out at you after telling a scary story before hugging you and giggling

-plays with sparklers and you worry there’s going to be more fires than necessary before the end of the night

-hides his face in your arm if too much smoke gets in his eyes

-“I can make s’mores better than you y/n” and ends up melting a marshmallow <3 that’s ok tho you let him win the s’mores competition

-makes up new constellations with you and gives them stupid backstories, the Big Dipper becoming a soup ladle

-tires himself out from playing around too much and probably falls asleep on your shoulder

-he likes bonfires w you :) it’s so cozy but honestly he could do anything with you and he would still love it

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taglist: @chansburgah

[brights-place]

Hey uh... you got any lorelai hcs? Love the work :3

Lorelai Dating Headcannons

Pairings: Lorelai X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Kisses, Romantic Headcannons A/N: Dude I don't understand how there are lorelai haters. I mean I understand some keypoints but Lorelai is trying to help Ava grow more :<<

- LORELAI HEADCANNONS LETS GOOOO! - Lorelai and you have been friends since highschool but you relaly didn't like her or the group she hangout with - Ava, Lorelai and you were a trio Ava being the introvert you being the ambivert and Lorelai obviously being the extrovert yet people judged you three and how you three were a trio - You listen to Lorelai when she rambles and vents - You have always had a crush on lorelai but you thought she wasn't into you at all - Plus she was dating STEVE and absolute asshole who you hate - Lorelai is polite and sociable - Her friendliness is often an annoyance to Ava but to you? You understand she is well energetic and you understand that - She is energetic and enjoys spending time with people - She is open to meeting new people and making friends, as she immediately takes a liking to Ava's new roomates while you were judging them glancing at Ava who was sweating nervously as you were planning on questioning her for how the fuck you both got more roomates but lorelai just cut you off - You lived with Ava when highschool was done but you were staying over at your parents due to helping her set up a retirement party

- Lorelai is a clingy person, and she tends to become overly attached to who she is dating.

- Lorelai is a hopeless romantic who believes in fairy-tale like romances

- Lorelai is very protective of her partner, and she becomes irrationally jealous if anyone seems to be trying to date her partner - Lorelai's friends can often find her obsessing over the tiniest thing her partner does, such as the way they laugh or the way they hold her hand - Lorelai finds it incredibly cute when her partner aka you shows off and acts tough - Lorelai loves to tease and playfully argue with you! She finds it endearing when you play along and fights right back playfully but always ends up with her peppering your face with kisses - Lorelai is love language is Words of Affirmation and Physical touch - She is a very cheerful person and when she broke up with steve she was sobbing and Ava let you take care of Lorelai - Ava literally cringes when lorelai just visits your shared apartment with Ava and just kisses your face out of nowhere when your mid-conversation with her or the daemos men - The daemos male stare at confusion on how lorelai just appears randomly and is gone whenever she visits - Lorelai's ideal date is a romantic dinner followed by a stargazing session at a secluded spot or at a huge area depends on how you feel! - Other Lorelai's idea of a romantic date is a sunset picnic at the beach complete with a picnic basket full of delicious food and sparkling drinks

Lorelai loves spending quality time with her partner, whether it's watching a movie at home, cuddling on the couch or even just going on a simple walk together - Lorelai loves and cares for you so much and enjoys hanging around with you

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[bittrlys]

THE GOOD

Viren and Harrow scene

CRAB SHIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Young Viren

Viren selfcest (<- stream of consciousness note that I stand by, he needs to learn to love himself)

Aaravos and Viren had a baby <3 (I like that this twist about the child to save him only works for people who weren't already joking about this being their lovechild all last season)

The heavyhanded diaogue is lol but its nice to see Viren's internal journey ("DAD I'M FOLLOWING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS" guys you really could have just shown that. But I guess Viren is literal even with his metaphors. I forgive him.)

Viren zoned the fuck out half the season still the best part of the show. But like I love the sense of crushing realization and weight of his thoughts. King of thinking <3

Nice to see Claudia also getting to do cool complicated things

Viren and Claudia literally carry the dramatic weight of the series on their shoulders -tm my friend

I appreciate that Terry continues to be down to clown

This blood elf assassin is hot ♥

I like the water elf design the coral horns are cool (and he looks like a Critical Role character)

I always love pirate towns so that's cool! And some brief actual intense stakes with the pirate captain.

Aaravos. FULL STOP. Like 10 lines of dialogue and he served with them all!

"If you see Claudia again tell her I said ..... hi" hahaa

THE BAD

The Rayllum (what was Callum even apologizing for?? Rayla just genuinely does not seem to like him.)

Janai immediately pivots in her belief because only villains are allowed to stick by their reasonable positions which oppose the desires of the main characters

Again, what changed Tidebound Tina's perspective and made her help them??? Characters will truly just change perspectives in a second if they're meant to be 'good' and not defy the main characters

Ezran is so entitled. Rayla is like oh this boat is a bad idea he's immediately like "WE NEED THAT ONE!" and then proceeds to get them all nearly murdered by pirates for some tadpoles and does not apologize at all.

That being said it seems the show just isn't that interested in Ezran or Rayla

Would it have killed them to include a scene showing why Rayla decides to show up and save the day in finale? She has no arc.

I understand the conclusion that Callum came to with ocean magic but I don't believe his process of getting there.

Can Janai do her damn job all she's ever shown doing is hanging out in her pyjamas pining and being in love. Tied with Zubeia who just hangs about talking about her husband and son all day.

THE UGLY

STOP WITH THIS DIVINE RIGHT OF KINGS SHIT (why would the Archdragon of the Ocean give a damn about a human ruler? But like Oh! We Have To Respect A King!)

They show up to the library with only FIVE HOURS TO SUNSET instead of idk camping outside the city until the next dawn and coming in then. And then leave directly at sunset instead of giving themselves like an hour of wiggle room. Unreal!

They can't even let these entitled main characters even THINK Amaya died for their arrogance Like they can't even feel guilt about it for five seconds.

What's the point of having a deus ex machina dragon you insert in every scene to save their asses (god I need Zubeia dead) if she's just going to stand there and do literally nothing while Amaya is attacked. Rewatch that scene camera never cuts to Zubeia's face to even show her idk considering it? Being unable to help? Just get rid of this dragon already she weakens the plot to an absurd degree.

Zubeia surviving. Full stop.

Thunder killed off this group of elves for the crime of uhhhh doing weird blood rituals? Moonshadow elves (Thunder's personal hit squad) do blood rituals. Thunder just loves massacring any group of people who defy his tyranny.

It's surreal that Xadians NEVER comment on the humans in their midst like the show will not draw attention to the fact that humans are othered + marginalized. It perpetually feels like the writers are backtracking on lore they previously established because they don't want to make Xadians look bad.

Like I can believe a criminal port is full of all elements but this happens elsewhere in Xadia. Even the Archdragon of Ocean doesn't address the fact that Ezran is a human.

But it's not like the differences between humans and Xadians aren't noted because humans (like Amaya) still have to constantly grovel for Xadian approval + forgiveness. Like for WHAT. Should Amaya have to apologize to Rayla anymore than Rayla should apologize for coming to assassinate a 10-year-old Ezran in season 1?

for fucking tadpoles?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Callum, Rayla, and Ezran are UNSYMPATHETIC protagonists they literally will never face any consequences for any of their actions. Nothing really goes wrong for them -- they're always saved from trouble and they get everything ultimately handed them. They are supremely privileged, entitled people. Meanwhile Viren and Claudia go through 19 layers of hell just trying to get 1 thing done.

Overall I'd say it was better than season 4! 👍👍👍

[khaire-traveler]

I just stumbled upon your blog a few days ago and absolutely love it! I hope your days get better, I'll be sending good energy your way :3

Question: How did you first get into paganism? (If its a personal story, no worries!) I got started by getting really into mythology and then it just blossomed into way more than that

Thank you for the well wishes! I'm feeling better today. 🧡

My answer is way longer than I intended it to be, so I'm adding a "read more". Apologies in advance, but thank you to anyone who decides to read it. XD

I'm more than ok answering that question! Honestly, I wasn't really interested in paganism at all for a while. I was open to it, but it wasn't on my radar. I had just left Christianity about five or six months prior, given Wicca a chance to discover I didn't vibe with it, and decided I would remain agnostic while practicing witchcraft instead. I honestly wasn't even sure if any deities existed at all at that point and didn't really have faith in anything (which I've since discovered is a necessity for me). I was also in a pretty bad place mentally and emotionally at that time.

Without warning, I started receiving strange dreams that featured Greek gods. I had literally never known anything about Greek mythology beforehand aside from Persephone's kidnapping and whatever was going on in Disney's Hercules, so having dreams about Greek gods was very strange for me. I decided to look into it further since the dream contained a lot of symbolism I honestly couldn't decipher. I spoke to the one and only pagan I knew at the time - a follower of some other Greek gods.

Now, this person sucked a lot and decided that it'd be a great idea to tell me that my dream either meant that Hermes was reaching out to me, there was some spirit haunting me, or I was going to DIE soon!?!?!?! Like, seriously, who says that to someone with literally no experience in anything pagan related???? Anywho, the first option was the actual truth.

For the next three weeks after that dream, I was in HEAVY denial that a god would ever be interested in having anything to do with me. Instead, I focused on the more pessimistic outcomes the asshole person suggested.

However, Lord Hermes was absolutely not just going to throw up his hands and walk off into the sunset. No, quite the contrary! He spammed the shit out of me with sign after sign after sign, and I continued to dismiss them, although I was getting increasingly more hopeful because I had read up on him and thought he was really cool. I remember saying aloud to myself while reading his cattle myth, "Now THIS is a god I would want to worship!"

Despite all the signs I was being sent, I kept eventually dismissing it as coincidence or a weird one-off event. Until one day, I went into my kitchen to start my day, and in the backyard, the entire ground was covered by a massive flock of black birds. They were even sitting on the fence because there was no room on the ground! They were literally everywhere; I had never seen that in all my years of living in that house, and I had never seen it again. As soon as I saw them, they immediately flew away, and Hermes' name randomly popped into my head.

I obviously couldn't ignore that.

Within the next few days, I tried my best to research everything about paganism and deity worship that I could. I tried reaching out to my shitty pagan friend, and she did give me some helpful pointers but mostly left me on my own. Weirdly, I couldn't find a lot of information on worshipping Hermes at that time. I barely had any social media (I didn't have a Tumblr yet and had never used it prior), so I wasn't sure who to ask for good research options. I tried the Hellenic Polytheism Reddit and was told to "just search it up". The reason I try to answer asks sent to me is partially because of the extremely unwelcoming people I came across in that community. I'm not sure if they've changed since then, as it's been several years, but I sure fucking hope they did, god damn.

Anyway, I often felt a presence "looking over my shoulder" whenever I'd research the topic. It honestly freaked me out a bit because I hadn't ever experienced that kind of thing so strongly before outside of some one-off experiences. I finally decided to put together a small display of offerings. I used a tealight candle and gave him quite a few trinkets I had gained over my travels. As I lit the candle, I started writing a letter to Hermes because I wasn't comfortable praying yet. The entire time, it felt as if someone was looking over my shoulder and watching me write. It was freaky at first but grew comforting over time.

I had asked Lord Hermes for help adopting a specific cat that I wanted to train to be a service animal. The cat was already used to walking on a leash and was a few years old (I didn't want a kitten at the time). I told him that I wasn't sure if I'd be able to adopt him because the adoption center seemed weirdly hell-bent on not allowing me to adopt him, despite the fact that he had been stuck there for a year already. I was financially stable enough to take care of him and could even prove it, but they were extremely unfriendly with me for whatever reason. I asked him if he could please ensure the adoption, as I had sent a message to the center earlier in the day and was hoping for a reply.

Well, I woke up the next day, and the cat had apparently been adopted by someone else, despite there being no mention of anyone else with an interest in him to me. I was crushed by this, but my mom came running into the room to tell me to get dressed and that we were getting a cat. I was super confused, obviously, but she told me that someone she had reached out to last night about literally the only other Siamese cat she could find in the state (needed that breed specifically due to cat allergies in the household) and had confirmed we could pick up the cat. The cat was professionally bred and would come with all his toys, a cat tree, all his food, and his litterbox. Instead of being $2,000 as the owner had originally bought him for, he was $500. Thankfully, we were in a place that we could make that payment.

The only downside for me was how young the cat was. He was six months old. I decided to push that aside and meet him in person. He immediately loved me. He purred loudly and rubbed against me specifically. He barely even interacted with any of the other four people in the room; it was like he already wanted to be my best friend. I can't describe how wonderful that felt for me.

Suffice to say, we brought him home lol. On the way home, we passed a sign I had never seen in the city before. "Hermés", the brand, but I took as a very literal sign that my letter had been received.

Since then, I've been worshipping Lord Hermes! He means a great deal to me and has helped me through some extremely difficult times these past four years. He introduced me to many more deities, and over time, I found myself becoming a Hellenic Polytheist rather than a Hellenic Pagan. I'm happier with my religion than I've ever been, and I'm certain that I made the right choice that afternoon that I lit a tealight candle and wrote a letter.

Thank you for asking and reading this long ass answer lol. Sorry for any typos; I decided not to proof read it. I'm glad you found happiness in the pagan path as well! Take care, and have a wonderful day/night. 🧡

[bengiyo]

Bed Friend Ep 4 Stray Thoughts

Last week, King accidentally triggered Uea when he tried to kiss the back of his neck, and we, the viewers, were made privy to the knowledge that Uea was sexually abused by his stepdad. King apologized, even though he didn't exactly know what was going on, and assured Uea that he would never do anything to make him uncomfortable again. King is getting jealous of his coworkers flirting with Uea. Pock showed back up, and Jade was the only correct person to get security, followed by King insisting Uea report the incident to the police. We left with Pock assaulting Uea in the parking garage.

Trigger Warnings: sexual assault (0:40 to 0:56, 14:20 to 15:20), rape mention (2:58 to 3:08, 15:50 to 16:40), child abuse (15:56 to 17:40, 25:51 to 26:02), post assault bruising treatment (6:40 to 7:25), sexual abuse flashback (14:14 to 15:20)

Alright. I need to pause immediately. James's voice was far too convincing when he played Uea's panic. (0:48 to 0:56).

So relieved King was still around. We should note that in the heated moment he declared himself Uea's boyfriend. Yes, he said it for Pock's benefit, but we know it's what he wants them to be.

I like how King, when he really wants to take care of Uea, frames the request as a favor Uea is granting him.

Props to this show for focusing on the physical aftermath of punching something. You will hurt your hand.

Man, these two do lust really well. It feels comfortable?

They're even showing the bruises Pick gave Uea. Love that King waited until Uea was asleep to apply something to them. Also, Uea's secret smiles are going to destroy me.

Absolutely vile to use Tonkao to force Uea to come back to the house. Did they make James take off his shirt to soften the blow for us?

Oh, gay boys and their sisters.

This is so gross to watch. This man is still trying to abuse Uea.

Though it is super uncomfortable, I'm relieved that if they're going to explore the specifics of what Uea experienced, the more physical work was given to James and not a child actor. Still, James's voice during these scenes is chilling. I keep holding my breath.

Did she really beat this boy with a wire hanger and then lock him in the fucking bathroom again?? That's your response to your son saying he's being raped in his own bedroom?

Man, I wish he'd just gotten Shabu with Jade.

I can't help but wonder what horrors the sister has suffered, too.

Bangkok streets look so dangerous.

Am very relieved that we are consistently showing boys who give head now.

I love King. He may be horny, but he knows something's wrong.

This boy had to celebrate his birthdays alone as a child goddamn.

Oh, Uea finally gave King a smile.

Alright, I know he's been through a lot but biting the cake that way is unhinged.

King's bed is huge, and yet he basically sleeps in the middle because he's trying to be as close to Uea as possible.

Oh, Uea. I get you wanting your life to be private, but I'm so glad someone seems to listen to you.

OUTING. Drone shots!

I feel like King conspired with Gun on this fall so he could stay with Uea.

Love Uea enjoying King letting him take charge all the time.

Uea drunk flirting with some white boy is sending me.

This final shot with the sunset is gorgeous.

Oh, hm, I don't know about the danger hovering around this new character next week.

So, this was a difficult episode, but I'm impressed with James's portrayal of the things Uea has suffered. I'm hoping we get some translated interviews with him and the cast about the preparation and filming for those scenes. I sincerely hope this show doesn't take us down some sort of parent forgiveness arc because I really don't want to dig for that with Uea's mom or stepdad.

[c0zmo-writes]

Notes for chapter 6 of Birds of a Feather.

Chapter 6- Calm Before the (Fire) Storm

@possum-quesadilla @raineisinkless @katslitterbox @crawlingcarcass

“his wings were stained a garish blend of orange and indigo. He was the world’s most depressing sunset.”

Orange- anxious, indigo- depressed

“(although, if he was being honest, he really just loved the feeling of Shilo's hands in his hair.)”

Poor guy is so horribly touch starved.

“They’d started watching a new movie every night. Tonight’s film was Little Shop of Horrors.”

Added this in because I love this movie!!!! I will go insane if I can’t shout out my other interests in my work.

“HE IS!!! I love shy, clumsy dudes with glasses,” he swooned.”

I think he’d be pretty fond of Adam if they met.

“Beetlejuice hummed in thought. “I guess I like a gal who’s self sufficient. And funny. And shows me the stuff she writes, even if I can’t read it. And lives in a remote cabin. Oh, and I love when a pretty girl tranquilizes me, ties me up, throws me in her car, and kidnaps me. I swear, that’s the hottest shit. Wouldn’t you agree, Shi?” He smirked. Shilo rolled her eyes.”

The story of how they met isn’t the cutest depending on how it’s told.

“Beetlejuice had taken a liking to fake flirting with Shilo. She loved to brush it off and scoff, but deep down… She didn’t hate it.”

…!

“Beetlejuice, what did I say about smelling me? It’s creepy.”

This is a semi regular occurrence.

“Experimentally, she dragged a hand up and down the feathers on his back... Immediately, he leapt up, the feathers on his back and wings blossoming into shades of light pink and yellow.”

Back touching is a very intimate gesture in harpy culture.

“He fought to free himself from the fuzzy fabric, but his feathers fluffed up and sent him further into his frenzy.”

I FUCKING LOVE ALLITERATION. Is this sentence a bit much? Probably. Don’t care though.

“Shilo picking at her hair.”

She’s got some hair pulling problems (just like me !!!)

“I did. When I told you about her, there was a… tiny detail I left out. Real small, don’t even matter that much! Honest!”

…

“If you had asked a seventeen year old Shilo if, in eight years, she saw herself planning out the murder of her best friend’s psychotic mother, she would’ve asked if you were mentally disturbed. But now, here she was, looming over a whiteboard with a marker in hand, writing the title: “how to kill beej’s crazy fire bird mom”.

Safe to say she’s had a bit of character development in those years.

“They swapped ideas between each other, until they eventually created a list that consisted of: “water?”, “stab !!”, “wait until she’s senile (may not happen within Shilo’s lifetime)”, “feed her to a wild animal”, “iron”, “holy water”, “garlic”. As much as Shilo insisted that garlic was for vampires, Beetlejuice was set on adding it as an option.”

Beetlejuice has already used a few of these options, but it never hurts to try again!

“Even though he was asleep, his head still shuffled until it rested in its favorite spot— right over her heart.”

He loves the sound of her heart beating <3

[50cal-fullauto-astarion]

Going all out on this because Dot did an amazing job with these questions:

🧩, 🦴, 🥝, ❄️ & 🦷 for the ask game, please <3!

KEZ YOU OUT HERE SPOILING MEEE 🥰🥰💖💖

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

9 times out of 10 it’s either first person POV, a character waking up for the day age describing themselves as they look in a mirror, or WALLS of text. Formatting and first paragraph will always destroy my perception of a fic, and it doesn’t matter how good it is even two sentences after that.

Another more esoteric thing is any kind of dad’s best friend or stepfather or barely legal/he’s too old for me trope. I think those are literally the most vile fucking shit, and I just block on site. And I’m all for taboos, and people writing what they want, but I’ve never seen that shit written well nor on a blog that isn’t sparkly and pink and giving off major DDlg vibes. Fucking stomach turning.

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?

Answered this guy here! But I’ll add a few others that aren’t pieces of media dfhj. The words: abattoir, incandescent, butcher, slaughter, dappled. Different deep jewel shades of blue and green. Animal eyes. Bones in odd places. Videos of interesting women cooking. Dreams about: mothers, children, fire, the apocalypse, all my lost true loves, every corner of the town I visit that I should mark on map.

🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what’s the most recent lie you told?

I lie quite a bit, but it used to be that almost every word out of my mouth was an exaggerated abs pointless lie dfhjd. Yay growing up in dysfunctional household! These days I’m much more conscientious and purposeful about being honest, and I’m always trying to improve, just going with white lies about stuff at work to make my life easier (“I need to use the restroom” means I’m going for a smoke), or at home to keep things smoother (“They were out of X creamer” means I forgot).

Most recent lie was this evening when I told my sister I had left the store and I couldn’t get her a certain brand of energy drink, but I was in the checkout line and didn’t want to go back through lmao.

❄️ ⇢ what’s your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

HO BOY SO MANY DFHJ. These are more vibes than anything solid sfhj. In alphabetical order:

@alittleposhtoad grieving in a cold place, love that has kindling in friendship, oranges peeled by one set of hands for another, tea in an old electric kettle on a black night, you can always come home here and home is what you call my head on your chest.

@dotcie two weirdos walk into a dive bar, and their mutually assured obsession exhibits as mutually assured destruction, sweating under a street lamp in a town where tourists don’t go at 3am with a man you swore you’d never see again, bedsheets they smell like sweat and home under an open window.

@kastlequill cannibalism as a type of taboo and closed religion, rage wielded elegant and precise like a blade, thought put into evils until they’re extrapolated into facets of humanity, the dichotomy of suffering as holiness and pointlessness, dangerous men they have either accepted or full on love the blood in their mouths, cities at sunset with the lights glittering on.

@parttimeprophet hey babe hehe. Animal hated paid back in animal brutality, cold women with colder determination, hell and religion and the death of god and the apocalypse, lipstick that glimmers like rubies, men that love the collars around their necks.

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

More wisdom: take breathers as much as you can in any area of life - steal then when you can at work, in hobbies, in talking, in cleaning - whether it’s 5 mins or 5 months, you need to rest, shit will be waiting for you when you get back. Don’t write down anything you don’t want read. Horses and boats are fun hobbies, but you can have the same financial experience by throwing wads of cash in a bonfire.

More life hacks: if you want to buy a used car, go for a Honda, bc you can beat the dog shit out of them for 30 years and they’ll still run like a clock. To save money, don’t get addicted to coke. The secret to the best homemade fried chicken you’ve ever had in your life is a pinch of cinnamon in your seasoned flour, and to make it crispy add a tablespoon of baking soda. Cream of tartar will make it meringue not break, but if you use too much it will taste hella metallic. 2 drops of dandelion tincture in a shot glass worth of water helps with liver and gallbladder inflammation - that’s Appalachian not crystal woowoo medicine. Don’t whistle outside at night.

[twilightknight17]

Today on P3R: Kyoto, romantic scenery, and Obligatory Bullshit

It’s time for the school trip! Four days in Kyoto with all the second and third years. Which means… 2/3 of the school is here and not at school. Like, god. Unbelievable.

Junpei, we established this, schools overseas don’t do this extravagant bullshit. We go on a field trip to the zoo with our science class once in a blue moon.

Not if it’s not a thing that happens, guys.

He should at least remember if his old school didn’t do trips, though.

This really is a nice hotel. Fancy courtyard, hot springs, exploring the sights in Kyoro…

Oh my god, you rich kids. X’’’D

Apparently we’re going to Kinkakuji and Kiyomizu-dera, though, and that’s great, because I’ve been to both of those!

Turns out, we don’t get to see much of them, though. The daytime segments of Kyoto are basically summed up in pictures that went by too fast to get screenshots of. But apparently they had to stop Ryoji from flying over the railing at Kiyomizu.

It’s kind of a shame, because they could have added segments where we actually get to walk around Kyoto like we do in Hawaii. Kiyomizu is beautiful, and also has the love shrine on the grounds. Would have been a good excuse for a social link event.

At least Yukari and Mitsuru are finally getting a chance to talk, though. Mitsuru almost didn’t come on the trip, but thankfully she’s here.

After the discussion gets heated, Yukari ends up slapping Mitsuru to snap her out of her funk. We’re friends now. Family, even. And we’re not leaving her alone in her grief.

Mitsuru gains a new resolve from this, and her persona upgrades to Artemisia! Another teammate fully coming into their own. ^_^

Meanwhile, back at the hotel, I’m having a moment, because Ryoji has invited me out to watch the sunset by the river tomorrow.

I’m glad he’s having fun. And he bought himself a music box! Which is not a ring, but is nice regardless.

AND THE MOON IS BEAUTIFUL, ISN’T IT?

This doofus brings up how this used to be an execution site, though. Just, casually. However he knows that.

You know. Like you do.

Yeah, so many couples.

So have I…

...not about that, though.

You are such a dork.

I don’t think there’s really a correct answer, though. All of these can be true, depending on your perspective. But I think connections, to some degree, are inevitable.

YEAH, it does. Atlus, what the fuck. X’’’’’D

We could just vibe a little longer, honestly.

But, I guess we gotta head back, because Junpei wants us all to go in the hot spring together.

What he didn’t tell us, was that he specifically brought us in here without actually knowing when the times change over. And because this is an anime game, we’re definitely not getting away with this.

The girls are here, and we are in trouble, even though we were here first.

They heard us. :/

If Mitsuru finds, us, according to Akihiko, she won’t see this as a misunderstanding. Which. It is a misunderstanding. We’re not doing anything. We’re just here.

I can’t believe they redid this exact stupid scenario for Scramble. :/

Our only option is to get out of here before we get caught, otherwise...

...yeah, it gave me a choice. My choices were “hide by the rock” or “hide in the steam”. I picked the rock, because I assumed that we’d work our way around the side opposite the girls. But no, Minato went the other way, towards Fuuka, and immediately we all got caught.

I don’t actually know if you can win. I thought you could. Next time around, I guess.

Sorry, dearest. Things aren’t normally like this.

...oh, hey, bullshit on 11/20!

Side note, I love how easily Ryoji has fallen in with the group. It’s nice.

Time to go home, I guess. That trip wasn’t nearly long enough, especially since you don’t get to play most of it.

Oh my god we WEREN’T. All of you are mad over a mistake!

And now we have to go back to school for just Saturday, because god forbid we just get Saturday and Sunday off after the trip.

...huh? Is this like when we had to go to the TV station in P5 and help with stuff?

Ryoji is apparently hanging out in the dorm with Junpei, but he’s not allowed to be there late, so he’s gone by the time I get home. :(

And we get no peace, because Strega has apparently broken into the hospital to get to Chidori.

And she’s going to go with them, because she’s… not the most emotionally stable, even now.

It’s Sunday, though, so it’s not time to worry about that.

...uh… That’d be cool I guess.

Oh, he’s writing a story.

Spending time with him makes me sad.

I’m just gonna excuse myself. I might actually make it home in time for Featherman.

God DAMN it, Strega. X’’’’D

[mongreldyke]

dhole relistens to pasithea powder s1 teasers thru e2 (spoilers for a few later eps in the season)

s1 teasers:

god elinor lopez is so fucking girlboss (slash derogatory) CAPTAIN SOPHIE GREEN ITS MY BEST FRIEND CAPTAIN SOPHIE GREEEEEEN HGH. i missed her jane gonzalez you are sooo <333 i am endlessly enamored with you and a little in love with you also GOD the voice acting in this show is so good

e1:

sophie's "i had to ask somebody for this" the fucking. the fucking contrast in even just a few episodes! she doesn't actually hate her, really :((( she hates herself most of all even if she doesn't know why :((( i'm so mentally normal about this podcast <3 (i was able to mouth sophie's whole rant almost Word For Word! yeah) "this is sophie btw. sophie green. call me back." "captain green! i'm afraid you're mistaken." two of the most iconic lines of ALL TIME i'm so gay about the whole "sophie yelling drunkenly into the comm link" bit its not even funny I AM SO GAY ABOUT THE WHOLE "JANE BEING PATRONIZING AND EXPLAINING EVERYTHING" BIT ITS NOT EVEN FUNNYYY ewwww blanc. murder death kill "its funny but, whenever you call my captain green i actually believe it" that whole bit runs through my mind rent freeeee. i think i recorded myself saying it at some point "and will gut you. kidding?" the way jackie hedeman does the delivery on these is so insane hrgh she shook his hand so hard she scared him! shes what kept him from cracking up! h. some cute old euphemism for no easy way home :((( :((((((

the lettuce monologue. awful.

e2:

sophie's immediate reaction that is almost childlike and realizing they arent kids anymore. god i'd be one of those kids with weird hair fawning over u sorry sophie green anders li <3333 i love u anders li <33333333 girlboss sophie, drugging people with baking soda. fr me when janes vocal fry. im very gay! jane in the closet joke jane in the closet joke no one wants to see what they do out of the public eye! god knowing sophi doesnt believe her for another three episodes. :((( "what, no? what? SPEAK UP. forgive me im not in jail, im in holding. i'm being held, it's very romantic" sophie green woozy face emoji. i am so enraptured by u sophie ball kicker green she said she doesn't know when to turn it off :(( "like shush, please, say no more. i said no more. she said, "i know you see them too." then she gave me the smallest, saddest smile and left. i nearly burst out crying right there, i- i can't handle this anymore, jane." no comments. im just sobbing YOU MUST SO YOU CAN SO YOU WILL. HGH. jane sounding like a giddy high school boy with "you got into a fight with alegros" i love her "or was he afraid to give his secrets away to the military?" heugauheugauegh jane's actual worry seeping in while she talks about her cover story ahagahagahgah. she has gone through so much i will say that "these two guards are working together" could just mean theyre both buds who wanted a cut of the funds but also jane definitely has experience with government conspiracies so i do get it! PEOPLE FROM THE SKY ARE EXACTLY THE SAME COLOR AS THEY ARE ON THE GROUND UNTIL THEY GET HIT BY WHATEVERS RAINING DOWN ON THEM AND THEN THEY ARENT ANYMORE. sophie you are SO full of guilt. hurgles. black bean burgers, are you making plans to kill yourself. i think the guy i was partnered with giggled the whole time i think i did too. (said so flatly. said so matter of factly because she knows its real now. she does she's seen it) im going to chew glass sometimes i think about mia and lia very hard theyre something alright effite, debauched. etc etc etc. im fucking sick of it. i want to crack skulls over it but all the skulls are most likely long dissolved and it wouldnt make any difference anyway!! "Yes, obviously, I wanted to drain the bar. It's been a while since I did that and this was looking like the night for it. I was already thinking of how I could layer all that liquor. Sunsets and Blue Giants, so much color, and you don't even have to fly to ship to see it." <- most inconsequential line to make me insane AGENT CULLEN TIME! he is so mildly offputting in these next few episodes <3 sophie's voice cracks make me feel emotions fr. cullen time!!!!

[beetlejuicesgraveyardrevue]

3- Ten songs, two encores. Build your dream MCR set list

17- Favourite MCR lyric all-time?

25- Someone wants to get into MCR: Pick a song off each album that you feel represents them best.

34- MCR quote/speech that you think about a lot?

3. Oh wow. I got to be so self indulgent and it was so nice.

1. Foundations of Decay (it would feel wrong to start with anything else at this point. The static is my friend. I need the call to action to fix my heart right off the fuckin bat ya know), 2. Cemetery Drive, 3. Heaven Help Us, 4. Boy Division, 5. Kiss The Ring, 6. F.T.W.W.W, 7. Bury Me In Black, 8. I Never Told You What I Do For A Living, 9. Not That Kind of Girl, 10. All the Angels. Encore would be Early Sunsets Over Monroeville and Cancer and I would immediately die afterwards. If I had a third encore option I would say The Light Behind Your Eyes but… I would actually fucking die. I think that would be too powerful.

17. God. This was hard but I think I’m just going to have to go with Foundations, it’s changed and grown and means so fucking much to me.

You must fix your heart and you must build an altar where it swells when the storm, it gains and the sky, it rains let it flood, let it flood, let it wash away and as you stumble through your last crusade will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays?

25. Bullets - Vampires Will Never Hurt You, Revenge - Helena, TBP - Mama, DD - Planetary (GO!), MG&MK - F.T.W.W.W., ConWep - Boy Division

34. This one’s easy because there’s one in particular that I’ve been rotating in my brain like a rotisserie chicken since it was said and I’m also thinking of getting it tattooed. “In the face of extermination say FUCK YOU”. “An ocean of burning souls” also comes to my mind often.

[ghost-proofbaby]

♡ sunset orange: tell me a lil about yourself, and i'll ship you with one of the characters i'm writing about this time around and give you a song that would be "your song" for the two of you!

hi babe! <3 i’m gonna try n keep it short🤭

i’m very very girly!! i love pink, makeup, taylor swift and lana del rey, and everything glittery <3 i also love baking too, anything cute i’m immediately in love with tbh.

i’m a hopeless romantic and i’m quite shy and awkward, sometimes i talk way too much as well because i have a tendency to info dump lmao. rn i’m studying history, politics, and literature but i’m hoping to study either anthropology or psychology!! although aside from preferring the humanities, i really love physics too! <3

i’m also a pisces and i’m terrified of the dark and frogs <3

hello! first of all, you sound like an absolute delight of a person! absolute bestie material!!! also hats off to you for the physics tid-bit because i absolutely cannot get a grip on that science. i am curious about your fear of frogs, but i suppose i should get with the point haha

i ship you with.... drum roll please.... steve harrington!

now, please, hear me out. this was a close race, because you sound like the kind of person who is just so damn lovable that any of these characters should consider themselves so lucky as to have a catch like yourself! but steve? well. allow me to just paint the picture under the cut, my friend.

you and steve harrington would 100% be friends to lovers. i can see it going as far as childhood best friends, but i feel like his king steve era would have prevented that. you'd always amaze him with how smart you, and any time you info dump with him, he can only stare in wonder because, god, how can they look so pretty and also be so fucking genius? he'd always beg you to bake him cookies, occasionally bribing you with the offer of helping, but he's really just snagging the unbaked cookie dough so you'd have to kick him out of the kitchen at a certain point. he'd love to watch you as you do your makeup, laying on your bed and just once again being a lovesick fool who can't understand how he got so lucky. any time a taylor swift album drops, he's already gearing up to have a wonderful wine night with you and listening to you explain each song, watching each gasp and gentle reaction you have to the music neither of you have ever heard before. at some point, he'd pull you up to dance with him, even. and he'd never admit it to anyone but you, but his favorite taylor album is lover, because it's soft and pink and brimming with love and it reminds him of you.

so it comes as no surprise that yours and steve's song would have to be paper rings! c'mon, have you seen that man? he embodies the line "wrap your arms around me, baby boy".

1k celebration - come party with me!