#besties the brainrot is strong today

[yuutakuns]

Yuuta does whatever he can to be a good friend to you, making sure that you lean on him the most out of anyone. It’d be nice if you only needed him (and him alone), but he doesn’t want to get too greedy. He’s fine with how it is right now, just admiring you from afar. Sure, he wants more than anything to be close with you, but desperation isn't a very good look.

Content Warnings: 18 +, MDNI (minors do not interact), Yuuta is a creep, masturbation, Yuuta’s down bad (he starts taking non-consensual photos of you unu), afab reader, mentions of breeding, Yuuta thinking impure thoughts, idk he’s a horny boy!!!

Author’s notes: The Yuuta worms are wiggling in my brain again! They tell me to write secretly obsessed Yuuta.

In Yuuta's defense, he didn’t think his crush obsession would get so out of hand. But god, you’re just so fucking perfect, how could it not?

At first he was just admiring you. Sneaking glances here and there, quietly taking notes about how you’d cross your legs when you sat, how you’d try to fix your posture when you caught yourself slouching. He'd notice how you’d play with your fingers or the ends of your hair when you were nervous. Over time. he even picked up on your scent; your favorite perfume you’d wear, the type of shampoo you used, if you were trying a new brand of lotion. He loved, obsessed, noticing all the sweet little details about you, it was his favorite thing to do. It was his due diligence to study you like it was a religion, a discipline, if you will.

Through his meticulous research on you, he couldn’t help but also notice the even smaller, more scandalous details of how your skirt would ride up your thighs, or how your cleavage would peak out of your shirt when you leaned over. It drove him absolutely insane.

Again, he didn’t mean for his crush on you to develop so intensely! But god, you took up the space in his mind like stars take up the night sky.

It started innocent enough, but eventually Yuuta started sneaking little photos of you here and there when you were hanging out, times when you were off in a daze and he knows you aren’t paying attention. Over time Yuuta finds himself with a bit of a collection. Admiring your beauty, just for his own eyes to keep.

He never thought using these photos of you to pump his cock as he ruts into his mattress in the middle of the night.

Yuuta groaned as he imagined his hands groping at your plump ass, feeling up the curve of your hips, making his way up towards your soft tits. He thought about your mouth. Your perfect little pouty lips, always looking so delicious when you wore your favorite chapstick or lipgloss. He imagined how his tongue would feel sliding along yours, how your spit would taste in his mouth, how he’d swallow your moans if you gave him the chance.

‘God, I’m a fucking degenerate’, Yuuta thought as he squeezed his leaky dick, precum making a mess as he groaned into his pillow.

Yuuta can’t help but imagine how perfect your pussy would be. How nice and tight it would feel on his sensitive tip, how plush and swollen your lips would be. He thought about how you’d take him so good, how you’d bottom out on his cock so easily. Yuuta could just taste your pussy. How sweet it would be on his tongue and how he’d pound into you so fucking hard. You’d remember nothing but his aching cock, he’d make sure of it.

Yuuta zoomed into a picture where your tits looked particularly nice as he fisted his dick desperately, biting his bottom lip as he bucked his hips into his hand.

“F-Fuck! Fuckfuckfuck fuuuuuck.”

His eyes rolled back and he came hard to the thought of your dripping pussy around his thick needy cock. He imagined how good he’d fill you up, pump you full of his cum and breed you until you were satisfied.

His dick twitched as cum gushed out onto his stomach, cock spent as it became limp and his breathing slowed.

Yuuta sleepily unlocked his phone again as he stared at his photos of you. The screen illuminated his smile as he gave your photo a soft kiss. He held his phone to his chest, drifting off to sleep to the thought of you.

[hoonslutt]

I’ve been having a hoon brainrot for the past 3 days

I JUST CANT FORGET ABOUT childhoodfriend!hoon walking in on you while you’re touching yourself in your childhood room you used to have sleepovers in

Him manhandling you bc you’ve been such a dirty girl for moaning his name like that omg my brain can’t take this

Childhood!bestie Hoon catches you

You are back home from uni on break summer break that is and in your hometown it could not be more hot. When you first come back you’re greeted by everybody your parents, younger sister, and a few of your friends including your childhood best friend sunghoon. And to say that the glow up hit him like a truck it definitely had you feeling weak in your knees when he smiled at you showing his fangs and a little dimple in one of his cheeks. ‘Welcome back babe missed you’ babe? He definitely got more flirty with you, oh man if he continued this you were not going to make it you fear. Not to mention you noticed the muscle that seemed to flex when you put your arms around him. It’s been 2 weeks since you came back, you and Hoon have been hanging out together all during that time and today was just another day or so you thought when you seen him in his garage lifting weights through your window. Of course this wasn’t the first time you’ve seen him work out but today something in you was telling you that it was different this time maybe it was the cut sleeve shirt or the basketball shorts that refused to hide anything he’ll maybe it was the sweat that dripped from his forehead and arms. He just looked so good today and so strong you wondered if his arms would flex while he was fucking you so deep? Your thighs pressing together just from seeing your childhood bestie work out panties becoming so wet.. oh gosh you needed to get a grip but how could you when he was looking so good you just wanted him right here in between his legs giving him the most delicious head? You couldn’t handle it anymore taking a last glance you walked over to your bed taking off your shorts and shirt leaving you in your matching white bra and panty set. Thank goodness your parents were not home today because the ache in your heat was getting stronger you needed to feel good. So you laid on your bed pushing your panties to the side feeling up and down your folds rubbing the slick all over your clit as lube teasing yourself you imagined your best friend on top of you kissing all over your body going down to your heat. ‘Oh my goodness yes’ keeping a good pace going you played with your entrance with your other fingers. Little did you know that same best friend was already waking through your door he finished his workout early due to a certain someone looking out the window practically almost drooling waking to to your room he stopped right in front of your door hearing a voice coming from it ‘Please Hoon need it so bad’ ‘Need you to fuck me faster harder’ you were moaning HIS name, something in him ticked he was getting hard he continued to listen and watch you finger your self. He was fully bricked up now after seeing you grab the teddy bear he gifted you a couple days back and start humping it ‘Oh yes! More hoonie need more.’ You on the other side had no clue he was outside your door until you heard ‘Damn baby if your gonna move like that at least do it in the real thing’ you froze and looked at him you wanted to move but couldn’t ‘Oh don’t stop now that I’m here please by all means continue wanna see you ride that bear cmon’ the fear left your body and you continued to move on the bear something about him watching was making you even more turned on and the bear was not helping so you climbed off of it and crawled to the side of the bed where he was at turning showing him everything wiggling your ass a bit ‘mmm hoonie don’t I look so pretty?’ Landing a smack to your ass and smoothing it the flesh turning a bit red ‘You do look pretty baby if you needed dick you should’ve called me instead you wanted to touch yourself thinking about me? So naughty I guess I’ll just have to teach you a lesson right love?’ Flipping you over and motioning you to get on your knees undoing his belt and pulling out his now fully hard member ‘Now suck slut.’

This was already getting so long so I cut it short sorry! As always feedback is always welcome and appreciated!! Love ya!!💕🫶🏼

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Do you have any favorite bl dramas or bl series that you watched that came out this year? What are they if you have any?

Hello anon. For sure I do. I've actually been thinking about this as the end of the year is approaching but since there are still a couple of shows to go, I haven't properly started thinking about my lists. Last year it took me forever so I wanted to start earlier this year, but just like what I say every year about shopping for xmas presents, I doubt I'll actually do it. But since you graced my inbox I'll give you some of my faves who will definitely come up in my end of year lists.

Let's start with Thailand and a couple of my fave og pairs that graced our screens this year.

Cherry Magic Thailand

I love all Cherry Magic versions. They are all different and special in their own way. Of course you give me cherry magic and TayNew and do it right, and it's pretty much perfection in my book. They are lovely and this show was a joy.

The Trainee

I love them. I will watch them always. Was it perfect? Nope. That whole separation bit was silly. But the ensemble was great to watch, it was funny, and the workplace drama I thought was realistic. I'm thinking I might still rewatch this one again this year if I have the time.

Korea was strong this year, and the year started great with

Love for Love's Sake

I have a hard time finding the words to talk about this show so I'll keep it brief. It was original, devastating and beautiful. And it gave us the blorbo of all time.

Time of Fever

This one released all episodes at once but the brainrot lasted a couple of months. I like to think of it as a stand alone piece and it destroyed me in the best way. It was so well acted and so beautifully shot. Just looking at them makes my heart hurt. Although in my head they had a happy ending and ULS is a completely different show.

And last but obviously not least, and this pains me to say, it was kind of a mixed bag for Japan this year. There was still plenty of good stuff though.

Sugar Dog Life

As you can see from my choice of pfp, I love Isumi a normal amount. This show was such an amazing surprise. I've rewatched twice since it ended so it's becoming one of my comfort watches. It was so wholesome and adorable and the besties were amazing, and the food as usual played an important part. I love it so much.

A Man Who Defies the World of BL 3

He came back to us!!!! I love all the seasons, but this one is probably my favourite. It's so funny. Hatano was such an interesting addition and I still want to know more about him. The only problem with this show is that it was only 6 episodes.

I really need to start thinking about this so I can hopefully talk about this year's shows a bit better. But this is what I got for you today Anon. Have a good night and thanks for dropping by.

[wintersera]

Hi bestie! Sending this ask to you only to say that today I have a really strong Giselle brainrot🤭

Zazá

hiiii za :)) i have an anazing video to post here then

[electromignion]

Watercolour Bridgewater besties 🫶

I did these two today! I missed drawing for a long time so much and I think it shows as, as soon as my exams are done I start drawing properly again fjjfjfjf the brainrot has been strong and I missed drawing Vipin 😭

Jeremy was inspired by this picture of Misha 🫶

I had not used watercolour in a while and it’s good to be back to it!

[gabekidd]

bestie…. i fear i need finlay match recommendations 😗

Bestie. I have loaded you up with 20 matches. I told you if you give me an inch where Finlay is concerned, I will take a mile.

Now, first things first. All but three of my recs are on NJPW World (and two are free to watch without an account). If you don't have an account, I'm more than willing to share my login with you in the name of spreading the gospel of Debbie Chan.

That being said, if you think you might want to sign up for an account, now is a GREAT time to do it because they're actually launching a brand new website this Thursday (11/9), complete with apps for Android and iOS, which they didn't previously have. It's only $9 USD/month, so I think it's well worth it. However, you won't be able to sign up until Friday, after the new site is live. Additionally, as part of the overhaul, they're upgrading a massive portion of the archive footage, and, unfortunately, nothing from prior to 2021 will be available to watch until they put it back up. (All my recs except for one on YouTube are from 2021 on.)

Again though, I will absolutely share my login with you (and you'd be able to log in right away and watch as mine is an existing account). Just let me know!

Okay, now that that's out of the way, onto the recs! And my apologies because this... is long.

FYI: I've listed these in chronological order, and they're best viewed in that order as it really helps to tell the story of how Finlay became who he is today :)

FinJuice vs. G.o.D (YouTube) - YouTube comes in clutch for a pre-2021 match! This is good viewing because 1) FinJuice was a well established and fairly successful tag team, and don't even get me started on all the messiness of Juice running around with Jay in Bullet Club Gold while Finlay is literally leading real Bullet Club now; and 2) Since overtaking Bullet Club in March, Finlay has almost exclusively feuded with G.o.D. (he finally put an end to it this past weekend at Power Struggle). And it's crazy seeing Finlay's evolution from then to now.

2021 New Japan Cup Quarter Final vs. Jay White (3/18 show) - This was a HUGE win for our boy because, going into this match, Finlay was on an 0-12 losing streak against Jay. And he and Jay will be forever intertwined because they came up in the NJPW dojo together and were roommates and best friends and everyone constantly compared Finlay to Jay (they still do now), and that created a MASSIVE chip on his shoulder that lead to him clocking Jay over the head and subsequently taking control of Bullet Club. So yeah. V. important match in the lore of Finlay.

2021 New Japan Cup Semi-Final vs. Will Ospreay (3/20 show) - I hope you're ready for a lot of Ospreay, because he and Finlay have history. Back in 2021, Ospreay defeated Finlay in the semi-final of the NJ Cup and then went on to win the tournament and the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship. This plays into why Finlay is gunning for Ospreay now.

Resurgence 2021 vs. Jay White - This match was for the NEVER Openweight Title. Jay retained... but Finlay eventually went on to win that title after taking over Bullet Club, which also used to be Jay's.

G1 Climax 32 vs. Juice Robinson (7/26), Will Ospreay (8/2), and El Phantasmo (8/10) - Finlay returned to Japan for the first time in over a year for the G1 Climax 32, and he had a really strong showing. This was when I first started to get the brainrot for him. I really recommend watching all his matches from that tournament... but these three are the most important to Finlay's character because of his history with Juice and Will and what would come later with ELP and Bullet Club.

Burning Spirit 2022 vs. Will Ospreay (9/25 show) - This match was for the IWGP United States Championship, the very one and same that Ospreay currently holds and that Finlay destroyed with a giant mallet at Power Struggle this weekend. Ospreay retained back then. But I have a feeling (and sincerely fucking hope) that there's a new title in Finlay's future.

NJPW World TV Championship Tournament vs. ZSJ (YouTube) - After coming up short in the G1 Climax 32 and against Ospreay (again), Finlay still had a chance to win the newly created NJPW World TV Title; and then ZSJ eliminated him in the second round. I really think this loss was the straw that broke the camel's back and really set the stage for Finlay's frustration and his comeback as the leader of Bullet Club.

2023 New Japan Cup vs. Tomohiro Ishii (3/6 Anniversary Event, free to watch without an account!), Tama Tonga (3/19), and Sanada (3/21) - And we've reached Bullet Club Finlay! Finlay's match against Ishii was the first match of the tournament, and no one―absolutely no one―expected him to come out in Bullet Club gear with Gedo, of all people, in his corner. And not only that, but he handily disposed of Ishii. He made it all the way to the final where he lost against Sanada, but he sent a loud and clear message during the entire tournament that this was a new David Finlay (and I was a goner).

Capital Collision 2023 vs. AR Fox (YouTube) - I think you've seen this one? But including it because it's a good match and also the night Finlay recruited Clark Connors, the first member of what would become Bullet Club War Dogs (and I was there!).

Wrestling Dontaku 2023 vs. Tama Tonga (5/3 show) - Remember how I said that Finlay eventually won the NEVER Openweight Title after taking over Bullet Club? This was when he did it.

Dominion 6.4 in Osaka-Jo Hall vs. El Phantasmo - This. This is the match and night that ruined me forever. After kicking ELP out of Bullet Club (basically because he was and is close with Jay and didn't respect Finlay), Finlay defended the NEVER Openweight Title against him and proved that he could back up all the shit he was talking. But besides that, this was the night the War Dogs were formed. I highly recommend also checking out the end of the IWGP Junior Tag Title match just so you can see Drilla Moloney turn on United Empire and join Bullet Club. It quite honestly altered me forever.

G1 Climax 33 vs. Tama Tonga (7/26), Eddie Kingston (8/8), and Will Ospreay (8/10) - Did I mention that Finlay has spent most of this year feuding with Tama/G.o.D? They tried to kill each other in this year's G1, and it was fantastic. He and Eddie also tried to kill each other. But Ospreay beat him in the quarter-finals. Just more fuel for why he's going after Ospreay now.

12-Man Elimination Match: Bullet Club vs. G.o.D. and Intergalactic Jetsetters (10/1 show, free to watch without an account) - Because I would be remiss not to rec a match with all the War Dogs (and Chase is there, too). This is a fun one, if not a bit of a clusterfuck. (And shout-out to Kevin Knight, who I also adore.)

Destruction in Ryogoku 2023 vs. Tama Tonga (10/9 show) - This is the last of Finlay's singles matches against Tama, and unfortunately he lost the NEVER Openweight Title back to him (which I don't think anyone expected). But it's a good match and Finlay looked strong despite his loss. And now that I know he likely (hopefully?) has a new belt coming to him after the start of the year, I'm honestly okay that he lost. (Because Tama doesn't even have the title anymore, believe it or not).

So there are my Finlay match recs. I'm well aware this is overkill lmao, but I really am excited that you want to know more about him, and I want to do him justice. Because he really is my favorite guy, and he deserves to be recognized as his own wrestler and person not just in relation to Jay or Juice or anyone else.

But I won't blame you if you don't watch all of these, because I know I went insane 😂

[lanternlightss]

I’ve drawn Venti in a flower crown about 100 times at this point lmao, he deserves them all <33

And yessss the gunnhildr thinggg, now I wanna draw that…

And aaahghgh the original mond gang brainrot is strong today 🫠 i love my lil guys 🐝

that is so SO valid of you bee. drawing your favorite characters with flower crowns 100 times >>>

and yes he deserves them all <333

shaking your hand and nodding sagely. old mond crew brainrot real and true and strong. they are :’) just little guys :’) being besties…. sobsss

[joshuas]

I feel like i haven't bothered talked to you in years so here are 2 joshuji pics.

man he is so……………….

[blooming-cecilia]

im very sleepy rn but im still BRAINROTTING unfortunately SO sleepy venti hc rambles that spiral out of control yet again

- deep sleeper. my guy just straight up slept 500 or so years and only got up bc his bestie needs him. he will sleep through anything and everything, just straight up goes into a coma everytime. you know those small "just 1 hour" naps you do but end up sleeping for 6 hours straight. that's venti. and 6 hours is already a short nap for him compared to his uh... centuries long naps

- with that being said. you'll have to be the lighter sleeper between you both. or else you'll both miss everything you're supposed to do the next day. if you're also a pretty deep sleeper. set up alarms every 5 fucking mins. force yourself to wake up because venti will absolutely NOT be waking you up. keep that alarm outta reach otherwise he'll knock it over and then you'll lose an alarm clock and maybe today's pay if u miss ur shift.

- he's a very stubborn lil guy, and even moreso when he's sleepy. will get you to stay in bed with him for "just 5 more minutes, love?" but NEVER EVER fall for it, it's a TRAP!!!!! he can sleep the whole day away and he's got a pretty strong grip on you that's really hard to shake off (remember: he's still an archon! he's more powerful than he looks, and helloooo, he's an archer, he's got pretty strong arms even without his status as an archon).

- you'll never really be sure if it's intentional or not, though. he's very mischievous, but i like to think sleepy venti throws most (if not all) of his teasing and mischief out of the window. if u try asking him when he's awake and he'll reply with some teasing remark and you'll think he was doing it on purpose but sometimes... he just looks really really sleepy enough so maybe his brain isn't awake enough for mischief just yet?

you'll never get a straightforward answer from him eitherway. brat likes to keep u on ur toes in the strangest of ways, for the strangest of reasons

- for all of his shenanigans, if you're looking for a good night's rest, venti Does make for a very very good cuddle buddy. 10/10 very snuggly, i just think he gives the best hugs in general, so naturally he's also a good cuddle buddy. he'll likely hum a little lullaby too, and perhaps indulge you on a bedtime story should u ask for it.

- loves any sleeping position that involves you being in his arms, but is particularly fond of either of you resting your head on the other's chest! it's incredibly comforting to him to hear the steady beat of your heart, he thinks of it like your own personal lullaby for him, a gentle reminder that you're right there and that you won't fade away. (if he's still feeling a bit cheeky, he might tease you and delight in the way your heartbeat speeds up.)

- i think. maybe. venti has trouble falling to sleep but when he does manage to fall asleep he's just completely passed out like i talked abt earlier. don't ask me why, maybe i'm self projecting, who's to say.

i like to think that he's either purposely prolonging his sleep (maybe he still has some energy he'd like to burn off first?) or he just has a lot of stuff in his mind that keeps him wide awake

keep in mind that he leads a rather lonely existence. for all his merrymaking and mischief in the day, all of it evaporates at night and all that's left is the heavy burden of his existence. he's lived for 2,600 years, maybe even more, and a lot has happened since then. not only that, but he's mondstadt's archon, and most of his own people are blissfully unaware that he's there.

and because he's really got no one else to talk about it with, naturally he'll keep it all on his head, thinking about it over and over and over until he can't even keep his eyes open anymore and he finally decides to go and sleep it off, hoping he won't end up dreaming about his troubles—not when he tried his best to stay up til he's too sleepy to.

(sidenote, and maybe i'm just a bit delusional. but is that maybe why he's eager to offer up his company to us, so he won't have to be alone and think about things?)

- okay i'll leave one more lighthearted soft one to recover from the accidental minor angst i just did aha whoops

- he's very fond of helping you prepare for bed. he'll do your bedtime routine with you, whether that's bathing together, helping you wash your hair and back, brushing your hair, skincare routine... even picking out your pjs for you (and he'll insist on matchies just because you'll both look so cute together!!!)

- it's very soft and intimate, mixed in with his signature playfulness. he just really enjoys taking care of the people important to him, most especially his beloved! it becomes one of his most favorite things to do with you <3

- as much as he loves taking care of you, return the favor as much as you can please! he deserves to be the one pampered too, and it's a surefire way to get him to melt and become putty in your hands.

(when you do, pay special attention to his hair. he really loves when you run your hands through it, and it gets him extra !!!! when you brush his hair for him and undo his braids so his hair can rest and breathe too.)

okay um. i think thats it. im at my limit and im close to passing out myself. does it make sense? idk and idc. gn to yall and to venti

[neko-nemesis]

Diluc this, huffman that EXCUSE YOU- Where tf is your appreciation for literal Dilf Wagner ??? I mean hunny??

A workaholic blacksmith? Hunky af? Strong? Actually had some meat? (sorry itto they did you dirty why mihoyo give you sticks for arms I dunno) the actual fucking zaddy in this damn game?!?!? Hellooo?!?!

Ps: my brain if full of rot and I finally plucked up the courage to send asks lmao excuse all the useless ones i prolly sent

THANK you for the ask love @brokeartskid and GOSH I'm so SORRRRRY for the late response, shit for me is going a lil rough this new year but ANYWAYS 😋OKAY OKAY listen. HEAR ME OUT!! I got alot to say about this man. BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY I HEAR YOU AND I GET YOU. I JUST DIDNT THINK THERE'S PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO THINKS THE SAME WAY DDHDHDHDJ and goodness please, feel free about the asks, you made my day with this incredible one <3 don't hesitate to drown me with your brainrots CAUSE UGH SAME DAMNITNSHDJS I finally know there's other fucking people drooling over this buff ass Wagner.

Side note for itto, istg he looks like Zeke's titan/ the beast titan from aot ☠️ I'm sorry mihoyo played my guy wrong

Istg, I saw a TikTok of him way before I started the game and man got me raising my brow in interest. And when I did join the game, when I would have some spare time, I'd just stand there near the blacksmith and watch him HAHHSJDUDHDJ. I got some headcanons of my own for this beef cake (lmao I'm sorry) ;)

Okay, No one. NO ONE can convince me this mf isn't pent up as shit. I doubt he ever took some time off from working so hard all the time and you know, let his mind wonder. So really, imagine being that one little pretty thing that caught his eye. >:)

He's ofcourse not one to have time for idle chatter (diluc much?), Imagine that sexy buff man for once in his life getting distracted during work whenever you were around the streets. Oh I'm sure it will be soooooo frustrating for the man </3 what's more enticing annoying for Wagner is that you know what you're doing.

So imagine one fine evening, he just had enough. He's not used to having distraction nor a need for something or should I say someone ? Ofcourse it's none other than you ♡ even more so, after seeing you flirt away with his apprentice, Schulz??? Well let's hope he doesn't break the weapon he's forging with his bare hands. (Screaming cause like just think for a secondsjdj) bestie you're getting your guts rearranged tbh.

So I say, don't be so surprised if you happen to be walking by but suddenly get dragged out of no where but then see it's none other than Wagner himself, literally fuming. (Gosh do  I love hot men when they're angry.)

So just imagine, Dilf Wagner having enough with your shit and bending you over, arching your back until it aches a bit from the stretch but I'm sure you don't mind <3 the fucking man you've been wanting for so long, is about to pound you to oblivion buttt not yet.

The last thing you'd expect is him ripping down your pants/dress, the bottom half atleast. But before you could protest about the cold or your torn up clothing, his calloused hand spanking your bare bottom, hard. Gosh those hands. I can't bear to imagine the absolute bliss as well as sparks of pain you could feel through the impacts from his hands. My masochist ass can only dream~

And his voice? Cross my heart and I hope to die, it makes me all giddy. Imagine that same voice sounding all husky and drunk heavy in lust,

"You've been waiting for this, aren't you?"

"Don't tell me you're getting off to this like a whore."

OH and please tell me you remember his line from the dragon storm or whatever quest, he really goes

"What? Speak up. I can't hear you."

Imagine him mocking you like that when all you can do is whimper.

FUCK this, I can't write everything I think of here. I'll literally write a fic today about this mf 🏃‍♀️💨 lmk if you wanna get tagged ;))

[nameless-shrimp]

FOR THE NIGHT || CHUUYA NAKAHARA (BAND! AU)

↳ PAIRING: (Band/Rockstar AU!) Chuuya Nakahara x F!Reader (she/her)

↳ TYPE: one-shot

↳ WORD COUNT: 3.4k

↳ WARNINGS: heavy swearing, lots of implied NSFW, mentions of nudity and mental exhaustion, grammar errors

↳ SYNOPSIS: Yokohama's beloved rockstar and his manager spend one night together in the hotel room.

↳ AUTHOR'S NOTES: this was so fun to write. i really brainrotted over band! au and chuuya... ugh, i just needed to write chuuya today, haha. for anyone in my SFW taglist, feel free to read this at your own choice. there is a lot of swearing (a decent amount) along with lots of implications of NSFW. i tagged you guys since this is—technically—SFW but there is just a lot of stuff briefly mentioned that can be too much for some so make sure you check the warnings. anyways, i hope you guys enjoy! also, thank you to my brainrotting bestie @bsdparadise for the motivation to write this, MWAH.

Flash of lights glimmered along the stage with the strum of guitars echoing throughout the entire stadium. Neon colors bursting out into their own image of fireworks amongst the crowd. A hurling scream of the fans raised their arms, waving them around as the lead singer poured his heart into the microphone; hands clutched around the microphone. Eyes shut into a tight close.

Chuuya consistently poured out his heart every performance. Sweat dripped from his forehead. Not that he minded the heavy panting after each song that he played. The burst of the crowd would enlighten his ears; a beaming smile glowing on his face from the radiating neon pinks and yellows above the stage. God. A thrilling performance, usually filled with heavy anticipation of the audience. Typically rewarded with an encore; some older girls screaming out his names from the front row.

It wasn’t long until the show ended where he hopped backstage. Watching you tap your feet with the clipboard resting alongside your arms, Chuuya only smirked before tossing his hat to the side. You were met with painted black nails trailing alongside the paperwork. Catching you off guard, you raised your brow. He snickered. Only you responded with a shake of your head. Shit. And you had to wear the usual pencil skirts that you wore—as expected from his manager, though.

“Did you even listen to me out there?” Chuuya asked, fighting a groan.

You nodded. “Yeah, you sound great as always. Now hurry up and take a water break. Clean up a bit ‘cause you got some fans waiting to meet you with their backstage passes.”

Chuuya wished you acknowledged his presence more; the usual skill and talent he portrayed. Not the typical drowsy mornings that he’d experience after a strong hangover and there’d be twenty voicemails from you—mostly informing him to get up for the day. For rockstars—at least, for Chuuya—there were very few breaks. To be able to find a sense of freedom, to not be acknowledged by paparazzi swinging by the gates near his large home.

All of the performances were exhilarating. A burst of air kicked into his lungs every time he heaved a breath after letting out a high note; screechy enough to fit into the tune of the song. Everyone loved it. Or so, it seemed. But had it been so terrible for Chuuya enough that he had started to grow weary of his own career; lost in the daze of flashing cameras and the swirls of neon lights were starting to become a migraine.

How long has it been since his last vacation? He tried to recall—while fixing his smudged eyeliner—and dabbing a towel on his forehead. Completely drenched in sweat, Chuuya shook his head, wanting to take a swig of the nearest beer closest to him on the table. Drinking was not the boldest move at this point. Not when he was going to engage with a crowd of fangirls that were going to swoon by one small curve of his lips.

Yet you weren’t immersed enough with his own musical possessions and the prideful acts he’d engage on the stage. Music was an artistic release for him. Chuuya wondered if you had grown tired of your management position; always lost in paperwork and arguments with the higher-ups about his new releases. Being a rockstar was meant to be filled with excitement. Lots of women, booze, and performances that gave him a high on stage. Fuck. Has it all been so draining for you too? He didn’t know.

A chaotic bastard that Chuuya was, and he knew that well to himself. Yet so determined for new releases. Never failing to impress the others that looked up to his kind spirit. He portrayed his ego during his meet and greets. Especially then, when he smiled brightly for the cameras and even took out a marker to sign the arms of his fangirls that managed to win backstage passes to meet Chuuya; a rockstar that was known across Yokohama. Typically lost in his own notes of music and his lyrics meant to be an escape for everyone—including himself.

“No kissing.”

Your harsh words caught him out of his daze. Shit. He wasn’t even drinking yet and he was already starting to doze off into another dimension. His last fan pouted, exposing her chest a bit too much for Chuuya. The rockstar only smirked with a turn of his head, pointing at the camera as the two posed for the shot. As usual, she went on about being his greatest fan. (A typical saying that Chuuya had grown used to).

Once she left the room, you let out an exhausted sigh before crashing down at the nearby couch. The photographers had taken their leave where you both exchanged a small conversation. Chuuya made his way to the nearest stool, resting on it before he placed his palms on his knees. Damn. His jeans were a bit too tight—or maybe it was your presence alone that started to make his temperature increase. For what reason, Chuuya didn’t really know.

“The night is over,” you exhaled. “Thank God.”

“Seems like you didn’t like it when that last girl tried to kiss my cheek, huh?” Chuuya smirked, resting his cheek against his fist.

Groaning, you rubbed your forehead. “As your manager, I have to tell all of your pretty little fans to not kiss you. I don’t need you to get involved with any scandals.”

“Why?” He kept that smirk drawn on his face. “Will you get jealous?”

“It’s my job,” you retorted. “I’m not jealous. Just doing what I’m supposed to do.”

“But you can’t deny the fact that you’ll be a little bit jealous, doll.”

“Go home Chuuya,” you sighed, shaking your head. Standing up from the couch, you rubbed the back of your neck tiredly before making your way to the door. Chuuya whistled, capturing your attention one last moment before your hand raised up to meet with the doorknob. “What is it now?”

He blinked. “You’re not overworking yourself, are you?”

“What are you talking about?”

Chuuya snorted, jumping off the stool before stuffing his back pockets with his hands. “You’re always so tired. Don’t act like I can’t see your soul being drained from over here. I’m not fucking blind, ya’know?”

Taken back by his response, you smiled and turned away, avoiding eye contact from him. Chuuya took note of your distance from him. He wasn’t sure why that smile of yours captured his attention more than anything. Groupies and fangirls were one thing; all beautiful in their own enlightenment, yet the crimson red staining your lips managed to catch his eyes. A faint choke of his breath would follow suit. Maybe because it reminded him of raspberry wine.

Fuck. He needed a drink.

“I’m fine, Chuuya,” you said while awkwardly rubbing your head once again. “I’m going back to the hotel now. Don’t drink so much tonight. I don’t need you having another hangover tomorrow. It’s a photoshoot day for you.”

He opened his mouth to say one thing but you drifted past the door and it slammed without another word to tumble from his lips. Swearing underneath his breath, Chuuya flopped down on the couch and threw his head back. For fuck’s sake. It’s odd for him to grow fond of his own manager. And he’d catch himself watching you do simple tasks, such as scolding him for being late to his own recording sessions or fetching him a cup of coffee at the ungodly hour of seven in the morning for a photoshoot.

He typically liked to imagine your body bare for him. Chuuya wasn’t sure why. The crimson-stained lips were one thing, though he prefers to envision your collarbones painted with blues and purples. All by the harsh bites of his lips. Time would continuously stumble by, where after every day that he spent with you, he’d catch himself imagining a simple life with you; no crowds of paparazzi and crazy fans. To learn more about his own manager—as a person, and not a simple boss that keeps his tasks in check.

Nothing ever stopped Chuuya, though. He’d let himself engage in these imaginations. Perhaps he missed being a normal person—sometimes. Life of a popular rockstar was tiring, and nonetheless, a mental drainage. Yet Chuuya wondered how you were; a typical babysitter for his own schedules and appointments. Monitoring those that were around his presence. It must’ve been hell.

Fuck, really, it sounded like it.

The night grew bolder. Clock striking at two in the morning. He was washed up in his hotel room with a random woman that stumbled in with him. She stripped for him, exposing her bare chest, yet he only gazed away. Whiskey bottle held in his hands. He eyed his chipped nail polish. Before he knew it, Chuuya’s black choker was grabbed by the naked woman in front of his bed.

“Pay attention to me.”

She was stern, yet she wasn’t you. Holy shit. You weren’t leaving his mind one bit. Chuuya wasn’t sure why he was so concerned for you. A manager. Everything was meant to be work-related. Nothing more, nothing less. And the naked woman only pouted before Chuuya shook his head. “M’sorry,” he murmured, tossing the empty whiskey bottle to the ground. “Can you please leave? I’m—” he hiccuped; and shit, he was drunk. “—sorry.”

The hotel room grew empty when the stranger left. Chuuya didn’t even know who she was—if she even was a fan. No matter. He turned to his flashing phone on the nightstand close to his bed. Rummaging through the wrinkled white sheets, he hiccuped once more before glancing down at the notification that was blinding his eyes.

‘I forgot to tell you. I left some Ibuprofen in the drawers near your bed. Take that if you get a headache the next morning. Goodnight.’

A brief text message from you. Chuuya found himself smiling, giggling into the white pillow like a schoolgirl receiving a message from her high school crush. Damn, he felt pathetic—almost. And Chuuya turned on his bed, rereading the message over and over again. It was strictly professional, kind of. In a way. Yet he grinned reading that your contact name was the only one capturing his eyes.

He wasn’t sure what came over him. Chuuya ended up in the hallways of the third floor in the hotel building he stayed at. Blurred vision. Slurred words. And his head trailed all-around before an endless pattern of hiccups left his lips. He eyed every hotel room number carefully. Not minding that he heard some couple fucking behind one of the doors; how hot. If only it had been you and him.

And shit, he was truly drunk.

Despite his drunken state, he remembered your room number very well. Thankfully, he didn’t have to tumble his way down any stairs and manage to think properly enough to go into an elevator. As he recalled, you were further down the hall. The bright hotel lights were getting to his head—as if a pounding headache was going to fucking help his state any further.

Reaching your hotel door, Chuuya raised his hand and banged on the door. Not a care in the world that he was going to wake up the others on the same floor.

With a swing of the door, your eyes widened at the flushed Chuuya in front of you—still in his sweaty clothes from when he performed just that night. You blinked for a moment, lost in confusion before you felt Chuuya fight a yawn and then tumble onto your chest.

“Y/N… hey.”

“Chuuya, what the hell?” You whispered, quickly darting your attention outside your room in hopes that no one saw him waltz to your hotel room. Hurriedly, you helped him inside and then closed the door behind you with a kick of your foot. “How drunk are you? Just, what the—dammit Chuuya.”

He shook his head. “M’sorry, Y/N. Did I disappoint you?”

The hell?

“No,” you responded. “You never disappoint me. Don’t say that.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?”

Your eyebrows twitched at his question. “I could say the same for you. Go back to your room and sleep.”

“Can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Hmm,” he slurred. “It’s ‘cause you’re not there.”

You weren’t sure why your heart began to pick up its pace. Regardless of the handful that Chuuya was, you found yourself enjoying his presence—sometimes. And you exhaled in exhaustion, shaking your head. “God, Chuuya, you should take a bath,” you noted, scrunching up your nose. “You smell.”

Chuuya sighed. “Take one with me.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Then clean me up,” he whined drunkenly.

“Absolutely not.”

He fell to the floor within seconds, causing you to groan. Bending down to meet his half-hooded gaze, you parted some of his auburn hair back. Chuuya murmured some sentences inaudibly, but you weren’t able to recall what he was trying to say. Part of you felt bad seeing him in such a drenched state; maybe the alcohol numbed his stress more often than he hoped, at least that was what you thought. Your profession was strictly meant to keep him intact; a frustrating job, almost leaving you on the verge of a mental breakdown, yet whenever you stared at Chuuya in the most vulnerable states like this, you found your heart fumbling into a pit of cartwheels that were left unexplainable to you.

After a brief moment of hesitation, you walked to the bathroom where you ran a hot bath to fill up the tub. It took a few minutes to get him to stumble on his knees—at least—before he crawled his way to the bathroom. Shit, that’s cute. And hilarious at the same time. Yokohama’s best rockstar was trapped in a drunken universe. One that caused him to feel more giddy than usual sometimes.

“I’m gonna take your, uh—” you gulped awkwardly. “Clothes off now, Chuu.”

“Adorable nickname, doll,” Chuuya chuckled, tilting his head back. “Call me that more often.”

“You heard what I said right?”

“Yeah,” he said, shooting you a wink. “Go ahead. Strip me.”

Groaning, your hands shook while he rested against the cream-colored wall of the bedroom. Reaching for the hem of his shirt, you carefully lifted the fabric off of him. Eyes slowly meeting with his bare chest; faint bruises from his old flings from a couple weeks ago. Or was it those times when he fell on stage during rehearsals? You weren’t sure, so a shake of your head was enough.

Unbuckling his belt, your cheeks flushed. A new experience for both of you. Not that you cared—or you did, really. Nothing like taking the pants off of the singer of a band that you were supposed to monitor and keep an eye on at all costs. Especially for a strict profession. The tables have really turned into something else.

“Don’t have any silly thoughts now,” you quipped.

Chuuya snickered underneath his breath. “And if I am?”

“It is what it is.”

He blinked in awe. “You’re fucking beautiful, you know that?”

“Wha—” you gulped. “Thank you, I guess?”

“Don’t like it when I compliment you, boss?”

You gritted your teeth, fighting back the blush creeping upon the exposed collarbone from your loose t-shirt. “It’s not something I’m used to, I guess.”

A chuckle fell from his lips loosely. “I mean it. You’re breathtaking.”

A splish-splash of water would be tossed your way, where you stared at Chuuya teasing you while his body rested in the tub. Every so often, he’d manage to wash his hair before asking you to do the task for him—simply because he was too damn drunk to function properly on his own—and regardless of how tired you were, you were still obliged to do it. At least seeing him in his fragile states like this brought comfort to your heart. These unusual emotions towards Chuuya were different sensations; sweat trickling down the sides of your head from nervousness. A walk across a thin line about to snap.

All of this was too unprofessional even for you. To be washing Chuuya’s hair and body. Fruity shampoo lingered in the air before he’d dive underneath the water to rinse off the remains. He’d joke about letting you join him. You always shook your head, yet you gripped on the ends of your t-shirt, not wanting to inform him you were only in your panties underneath the large shirt covering your thighs. Fucking hell. This was too awkward—yet the bits of his playful acts felt so real; almost as if you were both stuck in your own galaxy together.

(You threw towels at him every time Chuuya teased about having you watch him get out of the bathtub.)

By the time he stumbled out from the bathroom, alcohol intoxicated the air. It disgusted you in a way, simply because it gave you a growing headache—as if you weren’t around the scent of booze enough on a daily basis—and you were taken back by strong arms thrown around your figure. Twiddling your thumbs anxiously, you looked to see Chuuya rest his head on your shoulders.

“M’sleepy,” he slurred his words.

“I—I can walk you back—”

“Sleep with me.”

Before you could respond, he threw you onto the bed with him. Face meeting the freshly washed covers. Lavender detergent most likely. And your eyes glistened, watching Chuuya lay next to you on your bed. Nothing but his boxers. At least he was clean and not a sweaty mess like before. That was good enough.

His eyes fluttered open in a swift manner. Eyes void of color, almost due to his harsh drunken state, and his palm was met with your flustered face. His thumb trailed alongside your lips. Not even a moment was wasted when Chuuya leaned in; lips against one another—a puzzle meant to be fit underneath the moonlight kissing his exposed skin as yours danced along with the illumination.

His fingers slowly trailed down to meet your sides, rubbing circles on the skin. It happened so suddenly, yet you didn’t find yourself pulling back. Chuuya played his strings well; a symphony that he hoped to create. You wanted oxygen, yet you fought back on it. His movements were fluid, so smooth in its silky form, and he hovered over you in an instant—lips connecting with one another cautiously yet dazed in their own state of hunger.

Chuuya parted from you. Breaths panting from both of your mouths. Eyes completely lost into one another. Confusion itched on your face as a grin of satisfaction was tattooed among his lips. “Can you tell?” He asked breathlessly.

“What?” You inhaled.

“That I have been in love with you.”

Your eyes widened before Chuuya fell down onto the bed, face meeting with the large pillow below him. Sitting up from the bed, your fingers carved along your lips; meeting with the emptiness of his lips now that you both had stopped exchanging kisses. Turning to him, Chuuya hummed one of his own songs while burrowing his face further down his pillow. Your eyes glanced at the alarm clock; it was almost four in the morning. You knew that the photoshoot was going to be pointless for him at this point. Though his world began to shimmer into brighter colors once he opened his eyes and stared at you for a moment.

“Hey,” he whistled right after speaking. “Let’s take a vacation together someday.”

Your hand ghosted along with his before he intertwined his fingers with you. The uneasiness you had from before had been gone long ago. Chuuya must’ve been in his head again. But you were hoping that the next morning that he wouldn’t forget what had happened that night. And without thinking, you kissed his knuckles; he chuckled near the pillow sheets at your soft touch, nuzzling into the fabric.

“Sleep, Chuu,” you said. “It’s very late.”

“Sleep with me then.”

You furrowed your brows. “Do you really need me by your side tonight?”

For the night, after two in the morning, Chuuya had broken his dam. He wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol that had given him the confidence to stumble upon your room. Regardless, it was a night that he refused to forget. A memory that he wanted to keep. Perhaps he could write lyrics about this one day. He kept that smirk on his lips; not for one second did it fade away. And he’s given himself up. Yours—momentarily. Even for the night.

“I do.”

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[kassandras-one-braincell]

Hiii bestie!! Ily!! 💕💕 I've come with domestic brainrot today. Imagine baking with the girls making bread from scratch together or the greatest cookies them using their magnificent muscles to knead the dough open any and every jar for you or hugging you from behind and slowly swaying from side to side to nonexistent music while your shaping the cookies 🥺🥺 and since i work at a cafe (guess what I found my first job!!) you being but a simple coffee shop worker and having that one (hot, beautiful, absolutely ethereal, the greatest person to ever exist-) customer that comes in as soon as the shop opens and staying as long as possible to work and she has always the same order so you remember it after a few times and at some point start having it ready as she steps through the door and having nice conversations and learning about yourselves bit by bit and one they she just asks you out to actually try it out cause it feels like you've been married for years already but never even went on a date and just fifidajsfjfha I just love coffee shop AUs 🦅

Yes please 🥺🥺🥺

I mean you'd absolutely make sure to seal each jar extra tight when you're done, just for the excuse to bat your eyelashes at your big strong lady so they'll open it 🥺 God I love domesticity. I want to cook and bake for a pretty woman while she hugs me from behind 😭

And that's such a sweet coffee shop AU trope ❤️ Wishing you all the best in your new job and a very beautiful returning customer to sweep you off your feet 🥰🥰

[thechaoticfanartist]

Uh oh the grimsoka brainrot is strong today besties

[missmorosis]

bestie its been a while since we've talked !! so 13 and 31 from the ask list :-))

WAIT YEAH WTF ITS BEEN TOO LONG HOW ARE YOUUU

13) how do you feel right now?

-> hhmm... im at my grandparents and my grandma is lowkey emotionally manipulative so thats not fun

also im JSJDJ SO DIZZY FOR NO REASON PLEASE- i have a headache too am i sick again 😐

31) 3 random facts

OSBSB OKAY GO GO GO

1. i burned myself trying to warm up my chicken nuggets earlier

2. my shirts kinda cute today ngl ✋😩

3. my kuroo brainrot is GOING STRONG IBFBFJRJJE I LOVE THE HQ BOYS SM

send me nice asks!!