#but a lot of songs that he plays regularly are about bad times in his life so…

[starbuck]

still think it’s hilarious that john has NEVER played Snow Song live… what he chooses to play is up to him but like. if he ever FELT like playing it live for the first time, he should give 2-3 months notice so that i can do everything in my power to be there.

[neigepomme]

˙ ✩°˖ 🍎 general headcanons / LADS (individual) x reader

synopsis; some headcanons of all the boys for your enjoyment!! mostly silly & domestic day-to-day life stuff!!

˙ ✩°˖ 💫 with xavier

⋆ xavier sleeps a lot, and you quickly find out that he has a tendency to latch onto things with a death grip when you sleep over for the first time. you knew he was strong, but not that strong — and you needed to go to the bathroom. operation "get out of xavier's grip" ends up with you giving up and hugging him back to sleep.

⋆ on a similar note, he tends to run hot. you notice that he doesn't really dress for the weather, and when you reach out to touch his cheeks, worried that he might be freezing, he just looks at you confused. you mirror his expression because how is he so warm in negative degrees weather? oh well, he makes for a great personal heater.

⋆ xavier's favorite artist is k.k. slider. you were playing ACNH together, and when he unlocks him, it's like a brand new world opened up to him. soothing and cheerful, he often hums bubblegum k.k. under his breath, and it always puts a smile on your face.

⋆ although you two are neighbors and can easily go over to one another's place, he loves hanging out with you via discord call. he streams himself playing RE7 to you, and you two just talk while he fights off jack baker, and he's thoroughly entertained by your shrieks when marguerite baker comes on screen.

⋆ lady luck has never been too kind to xavier. at least, that's what he tells you early on in the relationship when he talks about misplacing some items and having a hard time finding them. he calls you his lucky star when you find the things he lost, and you don't have it in you to tell him it's just because of his aloof nature.

˙ ✩°˖ ☃️ with zayne

⋆ zayne is stupidly good at video games. it drives you insane because you've never even seen him actively play games, but he somehow beats you every single time you two play a competitive game (except FPS games. he doesn't have the energy to be toxic while playing valorant).

⋆ his music taste is surprisingly varied. he has a preference for calmer songs and enjoys podcasts, but if you go through his saved songs, you might find some unexpected gems ("you listen to lucifer by shinee??" "it's a good song.").

⋆ he instinctively reaches out for your hand when you two are walking together. his hand feels too cold at times, and that's when he realizes something's off. zayne isn't one for grand public displays of affection, but he will always subconsciously make sure your hand is where it should be — laced with his.

⋆ zayne doesn't cry very easily, but if you look at him closely as he reads some books, you'll sometimes see his eyes turn a bit misty (tuesdays with morrie was one of those). same goes for certain movies — dead poets society and good will hunting will always make him sniffle a bit.

⋆ he adores animals, and you know that. however, you didn't know that he regularly visits the zoo and aquarium to sketch out the animals, often with a little smile on his face as he does it. the seals are his favorite to sketch. if you ever offer to organize his desk and office space, it is very likely that you'll find small drawings of penguins on post-it notes.

˙ ✩°˖ 🐟 with rafayel

⋆ rafayel LOVES kpop, especially red velvet. he's got the face and body of an idol, so it doesn't really surprise you when you find out — what does surprise you though, is finding his stan account. when you walk behind him as he types furiously on his phone, you catch a glimpse of his twitter activities; "maybe you don't like irene's comeback because you're not growing like a flower or unlocking superpowers idk girl" from user fishirene. his favorite song on the album is ka-ching by the way.

⋆ his spice tolerance is pitiful. of course, it's not so bad that he'll think pepper is spicy, but when you brought carbonara buldak as a snack for the two of you, he'll only use a fourth of the sauce packet. if you bring it up, he'll scoff and squeeze in the rest of the packet — you don't miss how his face is turning redder by the minute though.

⋆ he's incredibly educated when it comes to history. politics of the times play a major part in how the culture (thus the art) is manifested after all. he's not a big fan of reading, but he loves putting on an audiobook or a recording of a famous work of literature while he paints. oration on the dignity of man by pico has been fascinating him recently.

⋆ despite being an incredible artist, rafayel isn't immune to most artistic struggles. though he doesn't do portraits a lot, he still likes to practice (especially with your image in mind), and he could swear that the right eye is a bit droopier than the left one. god damn it — he needs to redraw it again.

⋆ he is so shameless sometimes, it ends up making you cringe. the type to loudly exclaim, "she said no pickles!!" when you two eat out at a restaurant together, and even though it's very sweet of him, the glare he gives the server makes you want to melt into your chair. when rafayel sees you turning the same shade as reddie, he just acts all smug and pokes at you teasingly.

˙ ✩°˖ 🐦‍⬛ with sylus

⋆ sylus cannot roll his Rs. try as he might, it seems to be the only thing keeping him from sounding like a local in a few languages. instead, his attempts sound more like Ws; his señora sounds more like a señowa. it's insanely adorable and makes you swoon when you find out — a cute gap moe of his.

⋆ he might be tone-deaf, but he is incredibly far from having beat deafness. you discover that when he invites you to dance with him. you also discover he's proficient at several partner dances, whether it be waltz, salsa, tango, you name it. his humming is a bit grating on the ears, but you're the one having a hard time keeping up when you're dancing with him to one of his new vinyl records.

⋆ when it comes to cats and dogs, sylus doesn't actually have much of a preference. he calls you kitten, but he's not impartial to dogs — if he had to pick an animal to keep by his side (other than mephisto), he'd go for a doberman or a great dane. something that matches his vibe. if you pay attention, you can catch him sneaking glances at your neighbor's doberman when you two pass them on a stroll.

⋆ sylus sneezes insanely loud. he doesn't get sick often, but when he does and he sneezes, you can't help jumping at how loud the sound is — and somehow he doesn't notice how loud it is. additionally, his genuine laugh (not his typical suave chuckle) is more akin to wheezing than anything else.

⋆ he loves when you ask him to feature in your tiktoks. of course, he'll always pretend to hesitate and will make you pay (likely with a kiss), but he adores it. his favorite video he's done with you, is the one where he lifts you up over his shoulder, along the lyrics to sabrina carpenter's slim pickins; "a boy who's jacked and kind". you blurred his face at his request, but he has the original video with his smitten smile and your giggles saved — he watches it daily.

˙ ✩°˖ ✈️ with caleb

⋆ caleb is a toxic FPS gamer. you knew that already, but he will still act innocent with you, as if you can't hear him cursing out people in his room. he loves when you ask to play with him, and he will let you play on his account — even if it means his rank dropping from diamond to silver on valorant.

⋆ he's infuriatingly good at just dance. you've played it with him over at grandma's house for as long as you can remember, and while you do win sometimes, he is undeniably better. you're both sweaty from all the dancing and when he scores 10 points higher than you, he immediately tackles you while laughing; all while you groan since you swore you'd do the dishes if he won.

⋆ his music taste is horrendous. it's as if you took a frat boy, a popular high school girl and a nightcore kid and made them the same person. pitbull, bruno mars, imagine dragons, far east movement, twenty one pilots, weezer, and somehow, he only listens to their popular songs — like a G6 is his favorite track ever.

⋆ horror movies and caleb are never a good match. he's capable of separating them from reality, so once the movie is over, he stops being scared — if you come up behind him while he's watching one though, you might be able to make him jump. he will return the favor by using his evol to make things float and scare you later on though.

⋆ his camera roll is full of 0.5 forehead pics of you. his height is an advantage he's always so thankful for, and he will make sure to forever make use of it to its fullest. you will be sat down reading a book or scrolling on your phone, and here comes caleb, snapping a picture of you and getting away with a smile on his face while you whine out his name.

🍎 pomme's final notes - you got to the end!! as a treat here are the LIs as my favorite kpop groups & games :3c

💫 xavier - stardew valley / newjeans

☃️ zayne - cats organized neatly / nct dream

🐟 rafayel - escape simulator / red velvet

🐦‍⬛ sylus - buckshot roulette / exo

✈️ caleb - keep talking and nobody explodes / shinee

also, i linked all of the medias referenced for better understanding! that way everyone can enjoy the headcanons to their fullest hehe

[localtrashstan]

My SDV Headcannons

I've decided to create a whole list of SFW headcannons for each bachelor and bachelorette. I do have some NSFW ones, but will NOT be sharing them here. Hope you all enjoy and that my favorites aren't too obvious 🫣

Sam:

- 23 or 24 at the oldest

- I think he's tall, nearing 6’0” if not there

- has a lot of ear piercings, maybe gauges

- has a tongue piercing

- probably has a lip ring or two idk I think he'd look good with snake bites but idk if he would actually have that or not. Ik Jodi would hate it lmao

- has a scar through his eyebrow and in other places on his body from skateboarding accidents

- is also always covered in scrapes and bruises for similar reasons

- loves animals, especially dogs

- very golden retriever coded and is blatantly clingy

- very outgoing and was probably the class clown type in high school

- loves rock and metal music, especially 90s grunge and punk

- definitely has a battle vest/jacket

- can only grow a bit of stubble on his chin that he stubbornly keeps

- is very muscular since he is so athletic

- can play the drums as well as guitar

- is always tanned bc he goes outside a lot

- probably would be a good dad bc he spends a lot of time with his little brother and seems very protective of him

- can befriend almost anyone

- has some silly tattoos

- likes the song writing process the most about music

- used to play acoustic guitar bc his dad taught him how. He rarely plays acoustic anymore, but will if you ask him to

- is very close with Vincent despite the age gap and enjoys being around children

- has ADHD

- his favorite season is summer bc that meant no school as a kid and just never stopped loving it

- very clingy and loves physical contact

- wears several rings

- lets Abigail paint his nails bright colors and begs her to redo them when they're gone. Red, green, and blue are his favorite colors but he doesn't have a preference

- develops crushes easily

- never got great grades in school

- has done illegal things like trespassing, speed racing, graffiti, lighting things on fire, etc

- he and Sebastian naturally were friends since shortly after they met

- would run a meme account on Instagram or something

- has freckles all over

- amazing singer, I imagine he has a voice similar to Noah Sebastian from Bad Omens (ik that's a common HC but whatever) and I imagine his band making similar music

- tried to teach Seb to skateboard and it didn't go well at all

- would write love songs and poems about his partner

- mischievous 25/8, I like to think in middle school he used to watch a ton of prank channels and would recreate the pranks much to everyone's annoyance

- just a silly guy, he will always keep his whimsy

- sk8r boi to his core

- I feel like he learned how to play a lot of meme-y or annoying songs on guitar just to be obnoxious bc he thinks it's funny

- I think once he moves out he'd do a lot of growing up but that doesn't mean he wouldn't be silly and kind of a rebel sometimes

- I feel like he's really into punk fashion and bands

- probably likes Nirvana, Blink-182 and Green Day a lot, I imagine he's into a lot of 90s music, probably 80s too, I can see him being really into Led Zeppelin and other hair bands and stuff

- would probably listen to any kind of rock or metal tbh. I think he probably chooses the music when the trio hang out together. Like maybe he has a playlist he made with all of the music they like on it and he likes to update it regularly to make sure there's something on it for everyone

- would ask if you'd still love him if he was a worm

- he probably liked dinosaurs as a kid but more in a "I want them to eat each other and destroy my toy cars and little cities like godzilla" kinda way than "I can name every dinosaur from the jurassic period and know random facts about all of them" way, which I image is more the kind of kid Seb was

- he writes most of their band's songs, but Seb and Abby like to contribute to lyrics and melodies sometimes

Sebastian:

- 25 or 26

- short king and is only like 5'7" or 5'8"

- has tattoos on his torso and arms, some of them he did himself as I imagine he probably has done some stick n pokes

- has an eyebrow piercing, multiple ear piercings, nose ring, and maybe a lip ring idk

- got Sam into modern rock and metal music when they were younger

- gave Sam and Abigail some of their piercings and did some of his own ear piercings

- taught himself programming and probably was a bit of a hacker too (maybe even got a degree but nobody remembers)

- became besties with Sam when they were kids (ik Sam grew up in the city, just let me have them as smalls playing together okay 😭)

- has a soft spot for all animals not just frogs

- originally learned to play the piano, Robin taught him how

- has never been in a relationship but I feel like maybe he's been kissed and had his first time at some point. He's awkward and kinda a loser (lovingly) but I imagine he's not entirely oblivious at the very least

- has a dry sense of humor + is super sarcastic. I feel like he might be really witty and pop off with something sometimes. Probably also likes to tease people a bit

- wears contact lenses, used to have giant nerdy glasses as a kid

- doesn't get cold bc he's used to the cold in the basement

- I am a doc martens/boots wearer Sebastian truther but I imagine he also wears converse type sneakers a lot too, especially in the warmer months since boots get too hot

- Maru's room used to be his

- loves horror, sci-fi and fantasy mainly but I feel like he secretly likes romance a tiny bit and he watched cheesy romance films with his mom growing up. He will NEVER admit to it though

- I feel like if he just learned how to cook he'd be good at it

- dislikes pda, seeing it and participating in it

- would show up at your house in the middle of the night to take you on a nighttime motorcycle ride under the stars

- will quit smoking if his partner dislikes it, even before marriage. I think he'd be really eager to please his partner in any way he can, and that would include quitting smoking

- he picked up smoking just to piss off his step-dad/maybe a little bit for attention too

- paints his nails black with markers when he's bored (unless Abigail does them)

- wears frog print socks secretly. I feel like he also has froggy pajamas. Or maybe the farmer bought them for him idk

- is actually really strong despite being pretty skinny. He has some faint abs maybe (if you squint really hard, trust), he probably got them after meeting his partner though bc he wanted to help out. Has toned arms from his mechanic work, but that's it tbh bro is a twig

- bought his motorcycle by himself and Robin hates it. She worries about him every time he goes out on it. She even pitched in to buy some of his gear because she wanted him to be as safe as possible

- wears eyeliner sometimes

- is touch-starved

- falls in love hard and fast

- wears a few rings on a nearly daily basis

- can also play electric guitar, Sam taught him how to at some point, although he claims he isn't very good if you ask

- can sing really well, he just never does bc he gets shy. I think he'd have a really sweet voice though and I imagine he sounds like Ricky from MIW

- writes songs sometimes but is shy about claiming them as they're often personal

- introverted as fuck, his social battery dies very fast and it wears him out

- is secretly skilled in the mines I think, especially given what gifts he can give you as your spouse and his dialogue about the rock crab in the mines

- very great mechanic and fixes stuff around the house without anyone noticing

- his closet is mostly black with hints of gray, red and white thrown in

- probably listens to MCR tbh and had a phase where he was obsessed with them in like middle school or something

- I think any rock and metal music with really emo or angsty lyrics would be his thing. Probably like metalcore too. Bad Omens, MIW, BMTH, shit like that, but he'd like and respect the greats as well, especially since he'd be listening to music with Sam a lot. I'm really into Ghost rn and I feel like he'd like them too idk

- ties his hair up when working sometimes

- smokes pot occasionally with Sam

- he's naturally pretty bc I said so

- smells like spicy cologne, something woodsy, motor oil, rain and faintly of cigarette smoke (he's careful to smoke outside only bc Robin hates it) (maybe smells a little like weed sometimes too)

- is the most mature of the A.S.S. trio

- highly intelligent, especially emotionally, he just isn't really known for it

- once he moves out he and Maru spend time together and end up making up and starting to have a healthy relationship until they eventually become besties. I imagine that they mainly bond over sci-fi movies and novels or comics

- he and Robin used to be really close

- knows how to dress wounds really well bc he used to do it for himself and Sam when they'd get into trouble as kids

- is an indoor person now, but used to go outside a lot as a kid to catch frogs

- definitely has his own D&D campaign, I don't make the rules

- I feel like if the poor man saw the sun he'd have some freckles on his nose

- has some cute moles on his body I just know it

- would go to war for his friends tbh

- definitely has doxxed someone

- actually incredibly sweet???

Elliott:

- 29

- i feel like he's like a solid 5'10"

- actually thinks he's Mr. Darcy

- ties his hair back with a ribbon sometimes and it's so pretty

- is the type to hang out in bookstores and coffee shops all day just writing

- was a theater kid

- definitely came from a rich family but is humble about it, maybe he got disowned or kicked out or something

- went to private school

- has a degree in language arts

- used to tutor his classmates for money

- is besties with Leah

- Willy reminds him of his grandfather who loved to fish

- very into nature conservation, especially the ocean, things he learned from his grandpa. He likes to talk to Willy and Leah about this sometimes

- he'd actually donate some of his writing income to some kind of nature protection organization if he ever made it big and got rich

- he's very dramatic in everything he does

- loves plants, please be prepared to have a whole house full (or if you had a sunroom, that would be filled up)

- wears satin pajama sets

- has a whole skin and hair care routine

- goes to spas and salons

- probably takes better care of himself than any of the other bachelors do tbh

- I feel like he's a beer drinker in public but drinks wine a lot in private

- writes poetry about his lovers and it's really deep and romantic stuff, Shakespeare would be impressed

- he'd 100% take rose petal baths

- actually uses good conditioner, shampoo, and body wash, homie takes care of himself, none of that 3-in-1 shit

- became a writer after falling in love with classic literature and Shakespeare

- would write plays for his high school

- very melancholy bc his rich family disinherited him, disapproving of his career choice

- likes to feel pretty

- I feel like he, Haley and Emily get together to swap fashion, hair and skincare tips sometimes

- would keep a fish tank (the man has a crab friend in his jacket pocket, like????)

- so fucking romantic, this man will remember every anniversary and make it better than the last

- heart is too big, I fear

- lives in a romance piece 24/7 and thinks he's the main character

- loves to go on long walks

- loves playing with and doing hair

- likes to hum classical music when he's deep in thought, it reminds him of when he was a kid

- very good piano player

- keeps a little notebook and pen in his pockets in case inspiration strikes wherever he might be

- probably collects fountain pens and other fine writing tools, or at least greatly appreciates them

- thinks he was born in the wrong era sometimes

- reads a lot in his spare time when he isn't fishing

- collects anything he finds pretty, kinda like a magpie

- probably owns some first edition books

- I bet he was kinda a nerd in school, like very theater kid, orchestra kid, reads a lot, valedictorian type of guy. Spent so much time studying and pursuing his passions that it made him feel a little awkward when trying to make friends

- Leah has definitely made him some book covers before

- Likes to cook, especially seafood

- has studied abroad at some point and made whatever European country he went to his entire personality for a couple weeks after coming back

- a good listener

- I feel like he likes to decorate a little bit

- goes through coffee almost as much as Sebastian and Harvey on the nights when inspiration hits so hard he can't sleep until he's gotten everything down on paper

- would let his partner do his makeup, nails, and hair if they asked, would even make a whole thing of it and maybe even do theirs

- I don't feel like he actually owns a lot of super casual clothes and mostly likes to dress to impress so to speak as he greatly believes in first impressions

Shane:

- 30, maybe 32, definitely in his early 30s though, he's too jaded to be in his 20s imo

- 5'9"

- I'm so sorry but he uses 3-in-1

- used to be a gridball player until an injury in high school. He was on track for a scholarship too

- dropped out of college bc he felt it wasn't worth it anymore

- is actually friends with Sam, he enjoys his company at JojaMart but will never admit to it

- he and Jas have tea parties

- Jas paints his nails sometimes

- when he gets married he takes Jas with him bc she is literally his daughter???

- weak af to persistent people and likes them despite acting like he doesn't

- bro just needs a hug, okay??????

- actually feel like he gives the best hugs tbh

- probably smells like damp hay and alcohol. However, at the same time I feel like he's the type of guy to use way too much axe body spray so idk there

- can grow a beard, I feel

- dad bod but he was always a stocky guy even at his peak athleticism

- would wear his clothes until they fall apart, he really doesn't care

- doesn't know wtf self care is

- help him plz

- is secretly a huge softie, you just have to get past the rough exterior

- would be super supportive as a friend or partner

- gets hungover all the time so he is a master at effective remedies and literally keeps ibuprofen in his pockets

- eyebags for days bc I don't think bro actually sleeps

- he would honestly be such a relatable coworker idk

- would get a midnight snack

- I feel like he listens to the Beatles and other oldies idk. Maybe like 80s and 90s rock/grunge bands too and a little bit of metal just to get the aggression out. I feel like he probably really likes Metallica, Slipknot, System of a Down, Disturbed, Five Finger Death Punch, Arch Enemy, Bullet For My Valentine, In This Moment, and Lorna Shore. This could be something he and Sam bond over and Sam starts showing him more bands. He also definitely listens to divorced dad music too

- gamer boy and good at it. Sam asks him for advice on games all the time

- would be a streamer, probably doing gaming or something with the chickens

- vents to his chicken Charlie

- follows Sam's meme account and just doesn't know it's Sam's

- I feel like he watches comedies and sitcoms to numb the pain but he probably is more of an action fan and I can see him watching crime shows or like superhero stuff and being REALLY into it

- feel like he had a vintage superhero comic collection at some point

- probably has at least one embarrassing tattoo he got while drunk

- his favorite pet name to call people is doll, darling, or sweetheart and I feel like he kinda just calls everyone that

- buys whatever is cheapest whenever he has to buy clothes and doesn't care too much about what it is so long as it seems relatively durable and is comfortable

- if he got his shit together I imagine he might collect vinyls and be a bit of a sneakerhead tbh

- wears a friendship bracelet Jas made him

Alex:

- 22

- probably 5'10" or 5'11"

- he and Haley are besties

- would spot you in the gym if you asked and give you pointers

- actually so friendly???

- hate to tell you this but he uses 3-in-1 (Haley is trying to fix that)

- always wanted a younger sibling so he's very fond of Jas and Vincent

- gives Jas and Vincent ice cream in the summer when Penny isn't looking

- actually very emotional but that isn't masculine and he kind of subscribes to toxic masculinity but he's working on it

- his grandparents dote on him like crazy, even George

- was a mama's boy fr

- i think he genuinely likes exercising not just bc he's naturally athletic and like gridball. I imagine other sports are fair game to him too

- himbo

- he's just a silly guy

- I like to think his mom made him eggs all the time bc she wasn't a very good cook and that's why he likes them so much

- actually a huge gossip

- flirty as hell and will flirt with anything that moves

- watches way too much sports on TV

- dyslexic af

- very muscular and cares a lot about his body and health

- competitive as hell in everything

- would have an in home gym and help his partner with any manual labor

- teen flick jock cliche

- really wants a muscle car someday

- is kinda a show off but we still love him for it

- sneakerhead fr he's got a huge collection i fear

- wears brand name clothes

- goes through way too much hair gel tbh like boi give ur hair a rest plz

- only let's Haley paint his nails clear </3

- has sleepovers with Haley

- this mfer is NOT good at cooking he eats like those gym bros u see online eating plain rice and chicken

- I feel like he really liked flying kites as a kid and idk why

Harvey:

- 35, but that might be bc of the old man hobbies </3

- TALL, like over 6'0", probably at least 6'2"

- very awkward and introverted, my poor man

- workaholic but he has to be

- please take a rest good sir

- wishes he could grow a beard but it's patchy af so he just shaves it off and keeps his mustache

- I feel like he's divorced or like got left at the altar or some shit and it took a huge hit on his confidence. Maybe a long term relationship went really poorly? Like he wasn't there much bc of med school and long hours and such and so he was cheated on or broken up with after a long term relationship that he thought was going well

- used to work in a big hospital in the city but the shifts and internal politics took a toll on him so he moved to Pelican Town to open his own small practice

- used to wear contacts but stopped buying them bc he couldn't wear them through long shifts at the hospital in the city, they hurt his eyes too much bc they got so dry

- he was definitely very studious and probably also played an instrument

- still talks to his parents on the phone regularly and they often ask if he's dating anyone and when he's gonna get married

- definitely a family man and loves children bc he doesn't feel as awkward with them

- gets take out all the time even though he'd like to eat healthy

- I think he and Elliott would actually get along really well

- please take a vacation

- is running on 3 hours of sleep, take out, coffee, and a shot of five hour energy

- probably spends a lot of time on his mustache and making sure it's well groomed

- tbh he'd just be a well groomed guy in general

- i feel like he's very averagely built, maybe got a little bit of a tummy

- calm energy

- likes to take care of others but please someone take care of him, he needs it

- doctor mode 24/7, he never really actually takes a break

- prioritizes everyone else's needs over his own

- recovering people pleaser

- listens to audio books sometimes

- owns a mustache comb

- is incredibly tidy and neat (except for his office which I feel is always littered with paper work)

- owns one of those flight simulator games

- also has a collection of model planes, some of them can actually fly remotely

- would be into drones I think

- not very good with technology

Abigail:

- 22

- tiny, only like 5'1"

- plays with ouija boards 4 fun????

- has definitely made a house haunted b4 bc of that ^

- has a tattoo of a sword on her forearm

- has multiple ear piercings as well as a septum, Medusa and a bellybutton ring

- feeds stray cats all the time

- is very into mythology and learning about monsters, I feel like she has a collection of books on them

- secretly trains with a sword

- collects crystals despite the fact she eats them </3

- wants to move to the city away from her overbearing parents with Sam and Seb

- is learning to play bass guitar :)

- knows how to play flute bc that's the instrument she played in high school

- befriended Sam and Sebastian in middle school but didn't hang out with them much until high school

- alternates dyeing her hair purple, blue and forest green but always comes back to purple since it's her favorite

- has a tattoo behind her ear of a monster

- Emily gave her an undercut that you can only see when she puts her hair up

- she likes to do tarot readings with Emily sometimes

- probably has had a crush on Haley at some point idk

- loves the fall, it's her favorite season

- is actually curvy bc I want her to be

- is the one that suggested and started the sleepover tradition in Sebastian's room

- paints Seb and Sam's nails

- has a dark sense of humor and some people just don't get it

- loves action, fantasy and horror

- is Wizard's daughter, I just know it. I know some people argue about it but just makes sense!!! How else could she eat rocks????

- feels bad for the monsters she kills when she does go into the mines and I feel like she does funeral rites, prayers, or something kind of ritual to pay her respects for them

- I feel like she's really into witchy stuff and should be friends with Emily bc of it

- stomach of steel bc wdym she eats crystals?????

- I feel like she and Sam can eat two whole pizzas each in one sitting. Each.

- I think she'd like goth bands, I can see her listening to a lot of them, but she'd probably listen to other rock and metal bands too just bc of Sam and Seb

- definitely had an Edgar Allen Poe phase

- so adorable????? (Your honor I love her)

- probably has nice arms from drumming and wielding a sword tbh we stan stronk women

- I think she'd like the band Ghost and would get Sam and Seb into them

- her singing voice sounds something like Lzzy Hale's voice from Halestorm. Strong but still pretty and feminine with a bit of rasp to it. Or maybe like Joan Jett? Something like that

- probably had a manic pixie dream girl phase

- at her maximum chaotic when she's with Sam and definitely joins in on some of his pranks

- likes to “borrow” Sebastian's games

- bickers with Sam as though they are siblings (bc they basically are)

- horror films are her favorite, anything spooky, gloomy, or action packed is up her alley too, though. She'd be a huge Tim Burton fan, I think

- super into Gothic fashion and makeup, I think she'd be a trad goth if she was able to

- I feel like Seb got her into anime and manga and she got really into isekai at some point

- DIYs her clothes sometimes

- secretly is super into cute things and has a little collection

- ultimate wing woman

- teasing master tbh

- competitive when it comes to gaming

- likes to go exploring

- liked to make “potions” as a kid and ykw if she really is Wizard's kid then maybe some of them worked....

- naturally kinda loud, especially when she gets passionate about something, good or bad, and tends to yell when she's excited about something without realizing it

- would go into the mines with the farmer

- likes to help her mom tend to her plants in their greenhouse

- will hang out at Joja Mart during Sam’s shifts sometimes and annoy him/distract him

- has a collection of ridiculous photos and videos of Sam's failed attempts at various tricks on his skateboard and likes to randomly send them to him

- can play pool, Sam and Seb taught her

Emily:

- 26

- 5'7", she looks like she's built like a model, tall, thin, and with long limbs

- dreams of becoming a fashion designer in Zuzu City someday and has an extensive portfolio

- her and her younger sister Haley moved to Pelican Town after their parents decided to move to another country bc it got too expensive in the city with just the two of them

- I pair her with Sandy, I'm convinced they need to be together please do not separate

- so friendly so people (Clint) take it the wrong way

- dyes her hair

- an astrology girlie

- does tarot with Abby

- has a dream journal she's been recording her dreams in since she was 10

- collects crystals for their healing properties and power

- was a party girl in the city

- low key the town barber/hairdresser

- I feel like indie music is more her thing, especially deep underground artists, but I think she'd also listen to anything popular as well. Maybe likes 60s and 70s as well, I can see that. Idk tho she's kinda a wild card, for all I know she could be listening to metal with Shane

- has definitely done shrooms and other hallucinogens, like I said she was a party girl

- I feel like she has a high alcohol tolerance and could drink a lot of people under the table and it always surprises them especially given she's tall and thin so there's not much to her

- vegan and probably attends protests and rallies for veganism but isn't annoying about it or anything, just passionate about what she believes in

- has traveled a bit and likes to try new things

- probably had/has a vlog channel on YouTube or maybe would do something similar on TikTok

- she sometimes makes clothes for Haley

- is a great drink mixer and she prefers cocktails over beer. Given her party girl energy, I think she'd still do tequila shots though

- is very dedicated to her Instagram and it is very artsy

- I feel like she likes crafty stuff in general

- cuts her own hair and has had many different styles over the years

- gives everyone fashion tips and is not a gatekeeper

- girls girl fr

- would be that girl you meet in the bathroom while drunk at a bar and become friends with her instantly

- if you're close she'd make clothes for you :)

- was on the dance team in school

- actually has a college degree in fashion merchandising and design

- I feel like she wears a lot of vintage style clothes like 60s, 70s, and 80s mostly and would totally go thrifting a lot and know all of the best places and times to go

Haley:

- 21

- only 5'3", she didn't get the tall genes

- bc she used to live in the city she grew accustomed to that lifestyle and had a hard time adjusting in Pelican Town. I imagine her photography was probably a huge source of comfort for her during that time

- Emily makes her clothes sometimes, and she acts like it's annoying but she actually super appreciates it especially since there isn't really anywhere to shop for clothes in person there

- has tried sun-in in her hair before she realized how bad it was for it

- surfer girl fr

- took a photography course in school and wants to be a nature photographer or maybe a fashion photographer

- I feel like she gets her hair done every 6 months on the dot and Emily does it for her

- kind of babygirl coded idk

- I feel like she'd take jobs as a photographer for engagements and weddings in the city

- I think she and Leah would get along since they're both artsy. Maybe even Elliott too

- ykw fuck it, she, Emily, Leah, Elliott and Alex have sleepovers sometimes and they also set up a little fair in the town square for the kids with Penny to educate them about the arts and Alex would be general support for them but might even do fun games and activities with the kids too

- definitely a pop girlie but I think she'd secretly listen to a bit of the oldies with Emily. Likes all the typical artists you'd expect like Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga, Rihanna, Chappel Roan, Shawn Mendes, Sabrina Carpenter, Britney Spears, Beyonce, One Direction, etc. But I also imagine she's into some 80s and 90s stuff too like Destiny's Child, Spice Girls, Michael Jackson, Prince, David Bowie, NSYNC, Backstreet Boys, etc.

- would have a tiktok and do a lot of the trends. Probably does a lot of get ready with mes and story times too

- has the most aesthetic Instagram you've ever seen and posts all of her photos on it

- has the most followers in Pelican Town

- secretly likes to model Emily's clothes for her

- wanted a pony as a child

- probably collects fashion dolls but doesn't let anyone know about it bc she thinks others will think it's lame (even though it's actually really cool)

- intense skincare routine

- would be into doing a full face of makeup all the time and she's amazing at makeup

- I think she loves giving makeovers idk

- fantastic nail artist, I feel like she does nails for anyone that wants them done

- she and Alex always somehow know all of the gossip and are constantly have little tea spilling sessions

Penny:

- 20

- 5'5"

- tries her best to be sociable. I imagine she really likes people she's just a bit more quiet and so she comes off as being really shy

- she is interested in history, poetry and literature and wants to become a teacher one day so she is tutoring until she saves up enough to go to college

- book club with Maru and sometimes Leah and Elliott joins

- loves children so much, I imagine she really wants to be a mother

- I feel like she likes to bake and cook even though she sucks at it (but over time she does improve!!!!)

- probably the straightest bachelor/ette at first glance, but I kinda ship her with Maru tbh so…yk

- trad wife tbh

- she'd bake you bread and cookies all the time if u were her friend

- I feel like she reads classic literature a lot and might actually get along well with Elliott

- likes to take care of people in general honestly and is a HUGE people pleaser

- kinda vanilla tbh, I think she's just really sheltered and idealized the "perfect" traditional family since she never got that for herself so much tho so it comes off that way

- loves nature, cares a lot about plants and animals. Goes on walks a lot

- likes to spend time making lesson plans for Jas and Vincent (and later Leo)

- knows Alex is giving Jas and Vincent candies and ice cream but pretends not to notice bc she thinks it's sweet he likes them so much

- Only paired with Sam bc he's kind of childish and she clearly likes to take care of people. I think Maru (or even Harvey?) would be a much better pairing for her

- probably likes stuff like Celine Dion and Whitney Houston. Maybe even Taylor Swift. Ykw if anyone was gonna listen to country out of the bachelor/ettes it would be her. I think she also likes to listen to movie scores as well tho and needs calm background music while she's working

- she'd have a dislike for Sebastian and Shane simply bc they don't look at the world the same way she does. I don't think she gets along well with pessimistic people at all. Haley and her probably also don't like each other much

- is jealous of Maru for having a good relationship with her parents and spends a lot of time at her house

- likes to use community resources with the kids a lot (library, museum, park, community center, etc)

- health conscious, I imagine she actually takes a lot of care of herself in that regard

- wears very stereotypically feminine attire. I feel like she might also be really into 50s styles and silhouettes but might even like some of the more preppy 90s looks too

- probably likes old classic Hollywood a lot, I feel like The Wizard of Oz was her favorite movie as a kid. Nowadays she probably has a Marilyn Monroe or Audrey Hepburn movie as her favorite. For some reason I'm feeling Gentlemen Prefer Blondes or maybe My Fair Lady

- likes old romance films, but I don't think she reads much romance

- reads mainly poetry, classics, history and teaching handbooks and guides, but since she does book club with Maru, I imagine she's read her fair share of scientific works and sci-fi novels

- always wanted to learn to play an instrument but never really got the opportunity to do so

- likes to crochet or knit

- collects stuffed animals, even though she's worried that its childish

- likes going to festivals and carnivals

- I feel like she's pretty religious

- won't knowingly consume alcohol bc of her mom but when she does she is very much so a lightweight. One drink and it's game over. Also feel like she's a very flirty drunk, or and overly honest one

- her father cheated on her mom and they divorced/he left them for his other family and now she distrusts people (especially men)

- loves botany and is also super into Victorian flower language

- wears Mary Janes and ballet flats the most

- early riser and a morning person

- technology doesn't really get along well with her but that's okay since she doesn't use it all that much

- really enjoys being outside, especially in the spring and summer

- watches a lot of documentaries and reality TV shows. Feel like she's also super into musicals

Leah:

- 24

- 5'5"

- makes book covers for Elliott occasionally

- sculpture is her favorite art medium and she finds herself inspired by the greats

- I feel like she's a Monet fan tbh

- very close with Haley, Elliott, and Robin

- she spends a lot of time outside finding inspiration from nature and is especially fond of the ocean. She probably goes on fishing day trips with Elliott and will just paint or draw most of the time

- likes to cook and is very good at it. Girl can make something from nothing like magic

- doesn't have a favorite specific film genre, I think she just likes to admire the cinematography tbh

- has a dark room she lets Haley use whenever she wants

- does arts and crafts projects with the kids for Penny sometimes

- likes nature and plants

- I feel like she's actually hilarious and would be such a fun friend to be around

- holds her liquor well, she could probably drink everyone in town under the table tbh

- she's probably traveled to every great city for art and visited many museums to see the originals up close

- caught Sam doing graffiti once but it was so good she pretended she didn't see

- a girls girl fr

- very strong, I think she'd actually be a pretty muscular lady

- freckles all over

- outside is her favorite place to be and I imagine that she really likes the summer

- loves to hike and go camping and would take friends on trips with her

- likes to feed the ducks

- eventually has an art gallery in the museum and runs an online print shop

- I feel like she'd be the most likely to have a pet racoon for some reason

- likes to go "hunting" for antler sheds and uses them in art

- has a collection of rocks, wood carvings, postcards, and I think she even has a collection of bones she finds around outside

- knows how to hunt and fish but I don't think that's really her thing tbh. I imagine she likes animals too much for that

- i think she was probably very outgoing and artsy in school and probably had a lot of friends also into the arts

- comfortable and practical clothes are more important to her than fashion

- would make her own natural hand soaps and lotions and ykw they'd smell so freaking good

- bakes bread once every week

- makes her own butter and cheese

Maru:

- 20

- 5'4"

- very interested in all kinds of science as well as technology and engineering (we stan women in STEM)

- I'm sorry she's just so cute

- definitely a big bookworm, sci-fi is obviously her favorite, but she often gets mad at the bad science in some of them

- would have a blog where she reviews books, movies, and TV shows she reads/watches

- probably used to write fanfiction tbh

- she does her own thing and likes doing so, but she often wishes she and Seb were closer and I imagine she awkwardly tries to make an effort but it goes unnoticed or reciprocated until after the two are living more separate lives

- golden child in every way, I don't think she's ever done anything bad in her life

- daddy's girl fr, she and Demetrius have always been very close and it shows

- friendly with everyone but I imagine she's a little awkward in her own age group as she probably doesn't keep up with slang, trends, or popculture

- was interested in medical science at some point

- engineering is her favorite but she likes all science and technology

- I feel like she listens to whatever music Penny or her parents listen to

- would totally watch sci-fi movies with Sebastian once they're on better terms

- gamer gurl

- she probably unknowingly plays games with Abby online all the time

- I think she and Abby aren't close but are friends and would probably talk a lot about games they like as well as astronomy, and Abby would try to help Maru get closer to Seb

- night owl, I think she almost stays up as late as Sebastian

- I imagine she probably really likes astronomy and stays up late looking at the stars when she isn't up late working on projects. She probably has the kind of personality where she will focus so hard on a project that she'll forget to eat or sleep because she doesn't want to lose the ideas she has or will be too determined to fix something or finish the project

- was very good at math in high school as well as chemistry. I think she may have even been in a science or math based club like mathletes or physics or something

- tries not to always suggest sci-fi novels during book club but often can't help herself

- I feel like she actually really enjoys medical dramas as well

- might even like classic film and musicals bc Penny got her into them and will find herself humming songs from musicals while working

- again, I pair her and Penny a lot in my head bc I just think they've got the most chemistry

- I think once she finally bonds with Sebastian it'll be like over Star Wars or something

- owns several pairs of glasses so that she can swap out the frames to match her outfit

- she has textured hair with really pretty defined curls. Sometimes she'll get braids done, but usually she let's her natural hair shine as is but likes to wear headbands and fun headscarves to keep her hair out of the way when she does her projects.

- does own a pair of contacts that she occasionally wears

- sometimes she forgets she's got goggles on her head or around her neck after working on a project

- wears a lot of cute and casual clothes that are more easy going like jumpers, cardigans, overalls, shorts and a t-shirt, just super casual and comfortable

- still has held onto her childhood favorite toys

- has a large collection of books whether they're novels, manuals, or scientific and medical textbooks

- knows first aid and is very good in an emergency

- I think she and Harvey probably talk about books and planes a lot when things are boring at work

- takes really good care of her hair

And that is all for now!! Sorry I posted this so late I had a lot going on irl. I've also got some dating and NSFW HCs for the bachelors (and a few for the bachelorettes but not enough for a full post for them atm) and maybe someday I'll post those but for now this is it. Thanks for reading hehe

[dragonzfanfics11]

«★~Crush!~★»

Ben Clark x reader!

Basically the same as my Tyler x reader but with Ben! If you haven't read it it's basically random headcanons of Ben when he has a crush on you whether he realizes it or not~

Here's a link to the Tyler version - ★click here★

And for Aiden version - ♪click here♪

Warnings - none besides possible spelling errors

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I feel like he'd be kinda oblivious to his feelings

I mean like he wouldn't even realize he has a crush on you he just thinks y'all are close friends

He also doesn't realize his little habits that he has specifically for you that he does for nobody else

Like any time you speak he's already listening

Like every single time

He's always playing attention and never ignores you

He also makes sure nobody talks over you in the group and makes sure your ideas or opinions are heard

He also checks up on you alot

Like when your tired or all the events in the phantom dimension he makes sure to check up on you regularly to make sure your doing ok

He's also the first one who patches you up when your hurt

I know he's basically the medic of the group but he puts your well-being first unless someone else in the group has a very bad injury of course

He also catches himself making little sketches of you in his notebook quiet a bit

Aiden probably finds one of those sketches and calls Ben out for it in a playful way and points out he has a crush

Which causes Ben to turn as read as a stop sign as realization sets in

Aiden is nice enough to not bring it up to you but he annoys Ben a lot in privet about it or gives him smug looks when he's near you or when he literally does anything nice for you lol

He probably starts getting more nervous around you after his realization about his crush on you but keeps it mostly hidden from you

It isn't to quick for him to confess to you but also not terribly long either?

Maybe like 2 or 3 months give or take

He does something simple but cute to confess

Like a love note with a sketch or poem maybe even a pretty flower to in a color you liked

Or if he's really feeling confident he might confess with playing a song that Tyler thought him with the guitar and gives you a cute note or does sign language

At the beginning of your relationship I see him being very nervous still but eventually relaxes into it

I think he would like physical touch but won't initiate it himself for a long time

He lets you initiate most stuff in the relationship like holding hands, cuddling, that sorta thing

Eventually he gets comfortable enough to do it himself

I feel like he'd like hand holding the most or when you rest your head in his shoulder

He loves when you listen to music with him in silence!

It's just relaxing to him

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Its so nice to write again lol I can't wait for school to end so I can do this more and eventually take more requests again :]

[the-bleeding-weave]

Heres some miscellaneous tulpar crew headcanons :D

Anya

Shes 32 but gets mistaken for being older because she has dark circles under her eyes

She smokes regularly and its caused her voice to become deep and a little raspy, but still melodic and relaxing

Her favorite musicians are ethel cain, alex g, panchiko and neutral milk hotel. She loves atmospheric spooky music as well as melodramatic songs that have a story behind them.

Her favorite animals are bovines of any kind but she has a special love for bison

She grew up on a small farm in west virginia and has a soft spot in her heart for animals

She believes in some cryptids and swears up and down that shes seen a Not Deer in person. Growing up in Appalachia will do that to you

Daisuke loves listening to cryptid stories she knows

Shes seen some Freaky Shit while she was growing up, especially weird things with wildlife. She spent tons of her free time playing in the woods as a kid and has tons of creepy stories which caused her to become pretty superstitious

Shes half cherokee and japanese and likes engaging in her cultures a lot

One of her superstitions is that you cant whistle at night (she has 100% yelled at daisuke for doing it before)

She knows some navajo and a little bit of japanese

Her favorite movies are The Last Unicorn, Everything Everywhere all at Once, and Miss Peregrines home for Peculiar Children (she has a crush on miss peregrine)

She has a champagne colored 1999 toyota carolla that she loves dearly. His name is Frank and she regularly talks to him (mostly to keep herself from going insane from road rage but also just for fun)

Curly

His faceclaim is jensen ackles

Hes 35 years old and scouse/scottish

Hes a social drinker but only likes IPAs and indie craft beers, hes a tad pretentious about it but hes aware of it

He listens to a lot of dad rock and pop rock, like imagine dragons and aerosmith, but he also appreciates classic punk bands like rage against the machine. He has a guilty pleasure for Adele and his favorite song is "love in the dark" (he knows every single word to it by heart and sings it in the car)

He loves dramatic sappy love songs but hell never admit it

He had an emo phase in his teens that hes kinda embarrassed about. He got the classic swooped emo haircut and he repeatedly destroyed his curls with straighteners for YEARS. It took ages for his hair to recover

His favorite movies are The Green Mile and Interstellar

Hes intersex and hes very open about it, his pronouns are he/they but hell allow you to call him she/her if what youre gonna say is funny

He thrives on physical affection and LOVES giving hugs and patting people on the back. Hes very good at giving hugs too

He has a dark blue 2019 honda civic that he put a spoiler on just because it looks cool. He also got a sick sound system installed and loves just sitting in his car listening to music.

Jimmy (IF HE WAS A NORMAL PERSON AU)

Hes 34 and his face claim is Skeet Ulrich

He had an incel phase when he was an older teen/ in his 20s but grew out of it, now feels pretty embarassed about it but tries to teach other people how to avoid it

He has a modestly popular twitch channel where he plays games with guests (mostly curly and daisuke) and talks about life and mens issues, such as mental health awareness and self improvement (he hates the manosphere tho dont worry)

He likes debating right wing pundits and trolling the shit out of them

Him and anya are good friends even though he was an asshole to her in the past. He was super apologetic to her and since she saw he had changed a lot she accepted him back as a friend. (He did NOT assault her in this au he was just a misogynistic asshole)

He likes playing guitar and singing when hes alone

His favorite movies are the matrix and fight club and he will talk to you about breaking bad for HOURS

He has narcissistic personality disorder and tries to spread awareness about how its not just "The Disorder that Makes you Evil". Yes hes in therapy for it and tries to give tips to other people with npd about managing their disorder and being aware of how they treat other people

Hes able to do an eerily accurate impression of Dagoth Ur from Morrowind and loves saying out of pocket things with it

He has a red 2012 subaru forester that he pays no mind to. He has crashed 3 cars in the past tho, hes a terrible driver but refuses to admit it.

He never changes his oil, the check engine light has been on for months, and the rotors scream for mercy every time he so much as graces the brake pedal. Cars tremble in fear of this man.

Daisuke

Hes 22 years old, filipino, japanese, lao and mexican and takes a lot of pride in it

He was born in California but was raised with all of his cultures alongside american culture

Hes fluent in spanish and japanese but only partially fluent in vietnamese

He LOVES music and knows how to play guitar and the khaen

He listens to a lot of folk punk and takes inspiration from Harley Poe and Days n Daze. He makes his own songs but hes a little shy about playing them for people

He listens to tons of music genres but especially hyper pop, breakcore, jumpstyle, phonk, and parody stuff like lemon demon or weird al. He also has a special love for will wood (probably a small crush too)

He loves singing in groups and did it a ton on the tulpar, memorizing his favorite songs and playing them until the rest of the crew knew them too

It became a ritual that whenever daisuke was on his break hed get out his guitar and start up a song and anyone could join him in singing if they wanted. Anya and curly loved singing with him but jimmy only duetted the songs he really loved. Sometimes he would break out his own guitar to play with daisuke too

The favorite song to play for the whole crew was Psycho by harley poe and it even got swansea to join in as a backup baritone sometimes

They ended up really bonding over those duets and daisuke is really proud of that fact

Daisuke has a drivers license that he only recently got but he has no car

He loves getting stoned with anya and watching nature documentaries while they giggle at the stupidest things.

He cries pretty easily when he feels comfortable and safe with the people around him and hes trying to learn to be less afraid to show his emotions. Turns out, hes a VERY emotional person.

He cries easily if a song is especially beautiful and the one that never fails to jerk his tears is king park by la dispute, mainly the ending. He just adores the sheer power behind he vocals

His parents are really supportive but really want him to get out of the house and start his own life.

Swansea

Hes 60 years old and a proud italian new yorker/new jersey man

He sounds like a raspier tony soprano

He gambles causally but has a strict budget for himself

His favorite music is classic dad rock, some metal, jazz and blues but he especially likes frank Sinatra. Weirdly enough punk just isnt his thing

He has a wife named Andrea who he would literally kill for. Theyve been married for 30 years and they have 3 daughters

He drinks a lot of root beer. So much root beer.

He got arrested when he was 18 for punching a cop at a protest and beating the shit out of a nazi. He has his mugshot framed in his living room proudly.

He was a punk teen and he attended a lot of protests for queer rights and anti-police brutality. Now he doesnt really have the time for it but hes more than happy to give advice to young protesters and activists (wear a gas mask, conceal your identity, dont tell people youre going unless theyre going with you, and how to identity under cover cops)

His alcoholism started in his 20s and he got his shit together around his 30s but struggled on and off with addiction until finally going clean for 13 years straight

He loves white chocolate

He was actually like super model handsome when he was younger and is insecure about how alcoholism caused him to physically deteriorate (hes still handsome but he refuses to believe it)

Sopranos is his favorite show and he quotes it regularly

He has an old beat up 1997 ford f150 that he treats like a second wife and uses her to carry around his tools. He calls her bethany and gives her hood a pat before he gets in the driver seat every time.

[johntayjinf]

very serene theme that's been stuck in my mind ever since i first heard it

yk, one thing i've slowly come to internalize is that, once you share your art with the world, it's no longer just yours; it's for everyone.

sounds a bit stupid because realistically speaking i still am responsible for arranging and/or writing the songs that i release... but i think people should be free to interpret art however they like, bad or not. you can obviously tell whether or not people interpret a piece of art in bad faith, but i don't think that stops the fact that people are allowed to think what they do.

there have been times where i've tried to change people's minds on why i make specific stylistic choices, but i really should acknowledge that people will interpret it based on their own knowledge and experiences. i feel like i should bring this up because sometimes people don't necessarily see the true intent i want to convey or deliver in a song or my other artistic works, and that's probably for the best. maybe there simply isn't a definitive answer as to what something would truly mean, especially for something so abstract.

people should be allowed to create their own meaning out of the feelings they get from something, though obviously it would be much more appreciated if subjects were handled with more nuance and maturity. people can find their own happiness in their own ways. it's a hard concept to fully grasp, but when you actually slow down and look around... you'll realize that, that minor form of self-expression is a very beautiful thing.

i wrote all that down because this song really just, reminded me about how a song as beautifully written as this one exists in our reality. i personally have never fully played through any pokemon game, so playing gold/ silver/ crystal is out of the question. gameplay just never clicked with me, sorry.

but the thing about this song... or , well, the heartgold/ soulsilver arrange of this song just reminded me of a lot of the beauty in life, despite my suffering.

it's hard for me to have a long-distance relationship, but i am just about as happy as my boyfriend is for us forming a meaningful bond together. his opinions may come off as wacky and kooky and he may be a bit absent-minded; but deep down, i know he really cares a lot about the things he talks about. i've told him many times how unbearable it was watching him squabble with other people about their own opinions, but i still love him regardless. there are times when we respectfully disagree on things so it isn't so grim as i've written it out to be.

i just wished that people would take video games as an art form much more seriously, and when i came to talk to him about it, he agrees with me but simply says he can't do a lot to help the situation; i very much understand that. sometimes we all just have different opinions on things and while that may warrant unwanted conflicts, that's entirely fine.

i like to imagine national park as like, a place that people regularly go to in this universe (no i do not know what part of the pokemon world this is). i like to believe that we'd see different kinds of people here, thus the arrangement reflecting that fact added up with the commentary. you'd never know what you'd learn from other people. the more i appreciate people's perspectives, maybe the more happier i am. like with my boyfriend.

[lucyddreamingnever]

Poppy Playtimes hc bcz I’m bored

Leith Pierre 

Sleepwalker 

Has written many books, all of which were mildly successful 

Gets scared easily, despite how he acts (Harley loves to tease him for that)

Kids love him despite him turning them into toys in the end

Always humming/whistling some sort of tune

Good with using guns and other weapons and goes hunting regularly 

Has many scars (from the toys scratching him) but tries to cover them up

Secret Sabrina Carpenter fan 

Has an incredible spice tolerance 

Smoker

Actually likes all the toys in his own way

Gets angry pretty quickly and crashes out by pounding the/a table

Even though he turns most of the kids into toys, he’s actually very nice to all of the children and enjoys their company

Harley Sawyer 

Very quiet and pops up with no warning

Forgets about personal space and will get very close to you

Hates physical touch, tries to avoid it unless it’s with someone he likes (*ahem* Leith-)

Has a really bad staring problem

Very sensitive to pain and does not enjoy it, but enjoys other peoples suffering

Stressed. Always stressed. Never not stressed.

Actually very weak and light, has a hard time lifting things and gets tired easily

Either oversleeps or doesn’t sleep at all

Smoker (kinda)

Has a lot of scars from the toys attacking him, does not mind showing them off

Hates the kids, loves turning them into toys

Stella Greyber 

Fantastic with kids, they love her and she loves them

Loves dolls and collects them (Leith likes to get on her about that)

Has chronic and horrifying nightmares 

Loves candles. Has way too many of them and buys them every chance she gets

Falls asleep easily, like, too easily. Impossible the wake up (unless she had a nightmare)

Great at cooking and does it often

Nails are destroyed from biting them all the time

Has a bunch of scars from the toys scratching her

Randomly buys the workers gifts to show her appreciation towards them

Eddie M. N. Ritterman 

Plays the piano

Surprisingly good at making jewelry 

Smoker

Lips are destroyed from biting them so much

Can and WILL sing every Hatsune-Miku song 

Very patient and doesn’t get mad too easily

When he IS mad, though, he tends to hit people on their shoulders pretty hard (Leith and Harley have had bruises for weeks because of him)

Tends to not socialize much with the other workers

Extremely smart. The kids ask him at least a billion questions a day

Popular with the kids

[victorie552]

Ok, so Noldolantë, "The Fall of the Noldor" is a lament composed by Maglor about what happened before, during and after First Kinslaying at Alqualondë. It's such a good song that it's played regularly in Aman and Valar listen to it often (I swear, I swear it was in the Silmarillion I just can't find it now).

It's also a more or less common fanon that Maglor continues writing Noldolante through the whole First Age. Makes sense - it's about fall of the Noldor, and Noldor did a lot of falling back then.

Headcannon time: So my first thought was that Noldolante must a long, long, long epic of a song. So it probably has many parts, right? Iliad has 24 books/parts, somehow I think Noldolante would be at least just as long, and there are longer epics. And again, just like Iliad, unless you're a scholar, in the daily life you don't really listen to/read the whole thing, just reread and repeat the most dramatic fragments. What I'm trying to impress upon you all is that the story would have different segments, or chapters, if you will.

And if Maglor continues to write the story during the FA, there would absolutely be a moment in the lament where the OG Noldolante becomes Noldolante 2, and even Noldolante 3. There may be the same musical motif or something, I decided that Maglor IS that good of a bard to keep it all consistent enough so you know it's all the same story, but the style changes a lot - it's been 400 years in the making, let The Music Elf have fun!

So, Point 1: Many, Many Parts, basically Maglor's FA WIP

My second thought was that, while Feanor invented his alphabet, elves learned their history mostly through oral tradition aka songs and spoken stories. Noldolante is definitely a historical record, where a historical event was archived for future generations.

(It was a also a way to deal with grief, guilt and blame Maglor and all Noldor have faced regarding First Kinslaying - free therapy! But that's not what this post is about)

Archived.

My 2.5 thought was that Noldolante isn't just recallings of how pretty and horrified the beach looked during the murdering or how mad and sorrowful the sea was at everyone during the voyage or even how awesome and charismatic Feanor looked during his speeches that every single Noldo was ready to fight Morgoth barehanded in his name - no, this is a record of who killed who, who got killed by whom, and how.

Noldor and Teleri knew each other (were friends, even!) before the First Kinslaying, so I'm confident that after a lot of interviews, detective work, and cross-referencing, Maglor could and would create a very good... name list. Practically every Noldo and Teler present during First Kinslaying would get a stanza in a song, more if he killed someone, most if he killed many people. Killers and killed would show up twice, first in a fragment listing the killers and their victims, then in a part listing the victims and their murderers. Basically it's the same thing twice, but from different POVs. With when, where and how included.

(It was seen to be in bad taste to compare kills during Maglor's Regency, when most of his interview-part work happened. People did it anyway. There were a Saddest Kill, Funniest Kill, and Weirdest Kill discusions. There was a Tier List. These were weird times to be a Feanorian Noldo.)

(It WAS in Bad Taste, but at least people talked about it. I cannot stress enough how much free therapy this lament provided)

(Little did they know, when Teleri started getting reembodied in Aman, they had very similar discussions, but more in a "I can't believe he killed me like THAT" way. Long, long, long after the First Age. Noldolante is a gift that keeps giving)

So, Maglor had all the historical grith and no common shame to create a "We Killed All These People And We Feel Bad About It" banger of a song, and every Noldo had a very personal reason to at least remember the fragments they are in. It's a hit on a scale never seen before.

(I'm not sure how to tackle the issue of Nolofinweans and Arafinweans learning about Noldolante after crossing the Ice. But there were discussions. There was anger, there was "????", there was controversy. Basically, the song got bigger and bigger rep no matter what your opinion on it was. By the time of Mereth Aderthad it was an important cultural and political piece and at least Fingon's forces were included in the main song. It had parodies.)

Point 2: Archive Function/Kill count storage. Cultural phenomen, every Noldo included

This is where my personal nonsense begins: Main Noldolante was done, there was nothing more to say about First Kinslaying, all killings and deaths were well documented.

But the Siege started. And the Noldor kept dying.

It was less dramatic than it sounded - between the big battles the siege was maintained, but orc raids also happened and sometimes one to few Noldor died in skirmishes. The legal procedure was to document the death of a fellow elf and send a word to king Fingolfin. The cultural procedure, technically started by Feranorians but adapted by many more, was to send the name, common characteristics and cause of death to Maglor's Gap. After few months, King Fingolfin would send reinforcements, short condolences and financial compensation if they had family. After few months, family of an elf would also receive a personal lament for them and a place for them in a Noldolante.

Yes, every lament Maglor created in that time was technically part of the Noldolante. Noldolante 1.5, if you will. Laments make in that time were very customized, and simpler than Noldolante Main, but were still considered a part of the same song. Of course, nobody was expected to know and remember laments for every single Noldo, younger Noldor born in Beleriand could even only know fragments about their family members. Only Maglor would ever know Noldolante in full, but it was understood that everyone had their place in The Song.

The results of Great Battles were harder to document, but Maglor did that. Of course, Dagor Bragollach was hard on him personally, but he worked his way through.

(High King Fingon forbade creating laments for his father. There were no songs for Fingolfin. Apart from in Noldolante, of course. Of course. Maglor did not share the lament with anyone, but he sat long hours and many nights with a blank paper before him, looking at the candle flame and thinking of the past and the future. The song unsung, but there)

Nirnaeth was... Maglor was never more hated and more approached at the same time than then. Still, Noldolante grew and grew, as if people knew the end was near.

It was Second Kinslaying that destroyed the myth of Maglor's song. Feanorians didn't know the Sindar they killed, but surely, they couldn't just left their names unmentioned like they did with orcs? So, Noldor talked, but the battle happened in caves - it wasn't uncommon to find dead bodies in empty rooms, with no witnesses to what happened. Surviving Sindar didn't want to share any names, even when Maglor strong-armed some into talking with him, and good for them. Maglor made a big lament anyway. Maglor, wild, with no shame and dead brothers, with legacy crumbling around him. Noldolante, with holes.

After Third Kinslaying, Noldor didn't want to talk. Lament for Sirion didn't have any names. Clearly, songs weren't a way to go anymore, it was always about live witnesses. And so Maglor raised the twins.

Lament for Maedhros was sung repeatedly. There was no one to hear it.

Point 3: Only Maglor knows Noldolante in full. But that doesn't matter, because everyone knows the important part: the Noldolante is finished. The Star of Hope rises in the West and the story goes on. The Fall has ended.

[brandoscomet]

relationship headcanons for future!steven x reader? :]

Of courseee!! Thank you for requesting <3

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Future! Steven X Reader Headcanons!

— He’s very sweet and attentive. He notices any slight shift in your mood and does his best to fix it any way he can.

— He’s big on physical touch and words of affirmation. His self-esteem isn’t the lowest on the planet, but he could definitely use some positive attention. Praises, long hugs, and naps together are definitely in order.

— Even though he won’t ask for it, he craves comfort. He’s so stressed about everything that he’ll come home and seek you out after a long day. He doesn’t want to bug you by asking, so he’ll probably just stand awkwardly nearby and wait for you to finish up whatever you’re doing. When you inevitably take the hint he’s trying to drop, he’s so relieved. He’s a simple guy—just take him to the couch or the bed and scratch his scalp with your nails in silence or softly tell him about your day. He totally melts and is asleep in minutes.

— He likes simple dates, like picnics or movie nights or painting together. He prefers to do things at your house (or the Crystal Gems’ HQ)

— He’s a good boyfriend, but he works himself to the bone (as we saw in SUF) and sometimes he needs a little help keeping himself together. Giving him gentle reminders to take care of himself, reminding him to give himself breaks from time to time, and being his shoulder to cry on are unavoidable. He just needs some support.

— When he ends up in a bad state, trying to talk him down, having him do breathing exercises, or just gently holding him usually do the trick.

— He is SO CHEESY. He’ll shoot you awkward pickup lines and make corny jokes CONSTANTLY.

— He’s also really into “cheesy” pet names. He calls you all the basics— babe/baby, sweetheart, honey, anything he can think of. He absolutely melts if you use them on him, too.

— Really loves just talking with you. He makes time to sit down and have long conversations with you every day no matter what. Your presence is so comforting to him and he loves hearing what you have to say.

— Arguments are rare, but they happen occasionally. He freaks out and gets really worried when they do happen, but he makes a huge effort to talk things out and mend everything between you two.

— He makes it a point to introduce you to his family (if you count Greg and the Crystal Gems as one) and make sure you all get along. Of course, you do, and it makes him over-the-moon happy. He’s so grateful that you embrace the fact that he’s literally half-alien rather than judging him for it. You end up spending a lot of time with the Gems (and Greg) naturally and they absolutely adore you.

— He’ll bring you along to Little Homeworld to help him teach if you want to. He’s relieved to have some weight off of his shoulders and he’s so down to have someone to teach the LH Gems things he might not know. Plus, he gets to spend more time with you. It’s a win all around.

— Eventually, he shows you around actual Homeworld and introduces you to Spinel and The Diamonds, which you can only really describe as his three giant aunts. It goes really well, though, and you two visit together frequently.

— Even though it becomes a regular thing, he can’t handle kissing at all. He gets SO FLUSTERED and has no idea what to do. He just kind of stands there lovestruck for a minute.

— He sings to you all the time. He’ll play the guitar and improvise a song on the spot just for you.

— You two take long walks on the beach regularly. It’s just something nice you two have turned into a sort of routine.

— He likes it if you teach him how your hobbies work. Teach him how to sew, or paint, or code, or write, or work out properly, or sculpt, or do hard math, or whatever else you like to do. He’ll start bringing you supplies for things if they’re something that requires them and he’ll do research on them too. If you’re interested, so is he.

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[binniesbxxch]

Fall in Love Again (P1Harmony Theo Fic)

Had no idea what to call this, so I just went with one of their songs. So cliche lol This is that other Theo fic I mentioned. 🙈 I worked on this for a long time as well and it was mostly finished for like months, but I wrote the rest of the intro yesterday and added a few thousand words to it. It takes a little while to get to the real meat of the story, but after that, I promise you’ll like it. 😀 May have a part 2 if I have enough for a whole chapter. I had trouble posting it last night, but I got it to work today, yay.

Word count: 19,017

Content Warnings: smut (duh), nsfw, protected sex, BigDick!Theo, multiple rounds, vaginal sex, oral (f and m receiving), hand jobs, fingering, shower sex, sex with someone else in the room (don't @ me), name-calling (the word slut is used once jokingly), nicknames (baby, pretty girl, and only theoretically: sir, daddy, master), dirty talk, (talks about) sex toys, a lot of kissing like oh my gosh so much kissing, cum eating, overstimulation, he's a little rough at times but nothing too bad, cheating, sex scenes between reader and OC too.

Pairings: Theo x reader; OC x reader; and then not a pairing, but Keeho is featured quite a bit in this fic as well + a sprinkle of the other members.

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You appreciated that you could call Keeho one of your best friends. He was goofy as hell, but so caring and he was always there for you when you needed him the most. Due to his closeness to the rest of the P1Harmony members, you were friends with them by association. Your first meeting with them had only been awkward for the first half an hour or so. Keeho had told you so much about them beforehand that you felt like you’d known them for years. He’d also regaled the members with stories about you, so they likewise felt like you were an old sister right off the bat.

You were a few months older than Theo, so it was like you were raising the six of them like younger brothers. But everyone in the group took to you right away. You were beyond grateful you could count on all six of them to be there for you.

Which is why they were the first people you turned to when you arrived home to find your boyfriend of two and a half years cheating on you in your bed with one of his coworkers. You were so hurt and disgusted you didn’t even wait around for him to try and explain himself. You quietly slipped back to the entryway of the apartment and grabbed your shoes to put back on in the hallway.

You also snatched up the bag of takeout food on the way out, deciding your now ex didn’t deserve it. It was from a local burger place that was always busy, with customers regularly waiting half an hour or more to get their food because it was just that good. You’d waited almost an hour for the meal and you certainly weren’t going to let him have the satisfaction of eating it now.

You rounded the corner once you reached the end of the hallway, not wanting Jaehwan to come out into the hall and see you. You really didn’t want to see him ever again, let alone speak to him. You wished you could throw the bag of food in his face, because you no longer had the appetite for it. You really enjoyed their menu, sure, but it was his favorite food. You didn’t think you would want to ever set foot in that place again. You passed a trashcan on the way to the elevator and tossed the bag into it. You could have given it to the guys, but it was only enough to feed two or three people and you didn’t want to play favorites and leave anyone out.

As you stepped into the elevator, you pulled up the app to call for a Kakao taxi. You could take public transportation, but you wanted to get to the guys’ dorm fast.

By the time you got down to the lobby and stepped outside, your ride was four minutes away. You walked over to one of the large concrete flower boxes and sat on it, your legs dangling off the edge. You dug your shoes into the ground below you.

How could you have been so stupid? How could you not have known that Jaehwan was cheating? You would have chalked it up to you being naive, but the truth was that you weren’t. He must have just been that good at juggling. And at pretending you were the only girl in his life. Even that morning, he had been really loving and adorable with you before you both left the house for work.

It was a rare occasion that both of you were awake before 7, but when you opened your eyes, he was staring right at you. You immediately shut your eyes again in embarrassment and threw a pillow in his direction. “Stop,” you whined shyly.

“Why? I’m not allowed to watch my gorgeous girlfriend sleeping so peacefully?” He’d attacked you with kisses in lieu of waiting for you to answer.

When he got closer to you, you could feel his hard cock pressing against your tummy. You should have known. He was always extra playful and touchy when he was horny. But he was always soft about it, tickling you, giving you endless cute kisses, shyly whispering praises to you. Quite the opposite of what you would expect from his physical appearance. His exterior painted him as a cold, uncaring guy. His actions, however, were very thoughtful. And when he was with you like this, in the intimacy of your apartment, he was a cuddly teddy bear. Even when his throbbing hard-on was threatening to pop out of his sleep shorts and he wanted nothing more than to slam his length into you and rail you from behind.

You were still sleepy, so you let him take the lead as you got acclimated to coming out of your slumber. His hands pulled your panties down right away and you slowly slipped out of your tank top as he dipped his head and wrapped his lips around your clit.

“Mmm,” you moaned, getting your hands in his hair. You gripped at his locks as he inserted a finger, thrusting it lightly until he was able to insert another, then a third. You hardly got used to the stretch by the time he was curling his fingers and brushing up against your g-spot. You whined, so close to your orgasm, but he was chuckling mischievously as he pulled his fingers out and sucked your juices from them.

You glared up at him, but you were still sleepy and dazed from your missed chance at an orgasm that you just looked half insane. He chuckled endearingly and leaned forward to kiss you, grinding his cock against your wet pussy. You hadn’t realized he’d taken his boxers off, so you groaned at the hot touch of it against you.

You grabbed his dick and brought it over to your entrance, running the head up and down your folds a few times to coat it with your arousal. You were so glad you two didn’t use condoms anymore because he felt so good bare. And you didn’t have to kill the mood to search for a condom—or worse, realize that you were out of them. Not to mention that the feeling of that first bit of him sliding into you was enough to have your head rolling back.

You got him into you past the head and he let you rock your hips against his to get used to the stretch. You lifted your hips to take him in even more and when he was a good two-thirds of the way in, he snapped his hips forward so that he bottomed out in you. You moaned at the feeling, wrapping your legs around his waist. He started thrusting at a rapid pace, the sound of skin on skin eventually sounding alongside the morning birds chirping and the buses chugging along for the early morning commuters.

You two had had sex countless times by now, so even without a condom, he was able to last a while, which he was quite proud of. By the time he was cumming into you, you’d reached your high twice. Well, nearly three times, but you didn’t want him to feel pressured to make you cum again, so you let the feeling subside subtly, not wanting to make him feel bad that he didn’t make you cum a third time.

You felt the loss when he pulled out, some cum dripping from the tip of his cock onto the bedsheets. “Babe,” you complained. “I just put these sheets on yesterday.”

He grabbed a makeup wipe from your bedside table and wiped at the spot on the bed before dipping his head to attach his mouth to your cunt again, lapping at your entrance. It wasn’t the first time he’d done it, but it always amazed you on the odd occasion that he sucked all of his cum from you. You never asked if he liked the taste—or at least didn’t find it off-putting—but he never seemed to mind very much that he was swallowing his own cum. You knew he had an oral fixation—he loved eating you out, as well as simple kissing. It wasn’t so far off to think that maybe a little cum was a turn on for him.

You were sure he’d sucked you dry, but he was still tonguing at your lips. His nose grazed your clit a few times and you lightly ground against his face. He must have thought you were trying to give him more to drink up, rather than pleasure yourself, because he pulled away without stimulating you further and collapsed on top of you, his head facing away from you. You stroked random patterns into his back to distract him as you reached down to your clit with the other hand, rubbing as harshly as you could without drawing attention to yourself. You were thankful he didn’t seem to notice and you came almost silently, playing off your sigh as being annoyed at having to get up and begin the day.

A quick glance at the clock on your bedside table, however, told you that you still had about an hour left before you’d have to get up and start getting ready, so you closed your eyes and tried to empty your brain so you could get back to sleep. It took some time, but eventually you were within sleep’s grasp once again. And when you awoke, Jaehwan was gone.

You pouted a little, wanting to spend the morning getting ready with him. But you had to admit that you wouldn’t have gotten to spend too much time with him anyway. You both were kind of procrastinators, so you weren’t left with that much time to get ready for work. Just enough to take a quick shower, get dressed, and perhaps throw together a quick lunch. You had been eating out for lunch all too often lately, partially because you simply didn’t have enough time to prepare something in the morning, despite having food in the fridge. You’d have to learn to meal plan better or wake up earlier so you didn’t have to rush in the mornings. One of these days, you’d accomplish one or both of those goals.

You sat up and padded over to the bathroom door and pushed it open, knowing Jaehwan must have shut it so he didn’t wake you as he got ready. He typically woke up a little before you did, though not much earlier. There was a chance you could catch him before he had to leave the apartment.

It was just your luck that he was running a comb through his hair while trying to put a sock on one of his feet. You chuckled and grabbed the comb, doing his hair for him. He was such a cutie. You felt so lucky to be dating him. Feeling your heart swell at the love you had for him, you decided on a whim that you would get him something special for dinner tonight, but you wanted it to be a surprise.

“I’ll be home a little later tonight. I’ll have too much work to do during the day, but it needs to be done soon. There’s a strict deadline,” you lied.

“How long do you think?”

“Hmm, I don’t know. At least an hour, probably.” His favorite restaurant would keep you waiting probably that long.

“Okay.” You had finished combing his hair by now and he turned around to press a kiss to your forehead. “Love you. Have a good day.” He put on the other sock and headed towards the door to put his shoes on.

“Love you,” you said, handing him his lunchbag he’d had sitting on the couch.

“Thanks.” He kissed you on the lips. “Go, get ready. I’ll see you later.”

“Bye.” You waved with a smile.

A stupid smile for a stupid girl. How could you not have known?! He always seemed so genuine, so joyous, so…in love with you. Had it all been a lie?

You screwed your eyes shut in anger. You wouldn’t have noticed that the Kakao taxi had pulled up had your phone not pinged to let you know of its arrival. You hopped down from the planter and hurried over to the taxi so the driver wouldn’t have to wait.

You were thankful the driver didn’t seem to be the type to engage in conversation. There was a lump forming in your throat and no matter how much you swallowed, it was still there. Besides, you didn’t think you’d be able to talk without getting choked up. There were tears already running down your face, so you wiped at them with your sleeve.

The rush hour traffic would make getting to the guys’ dorm take longer, as the Kakao taxi app informed you that it would be 22 minutes until you were expected to arrive at your destination.

You’d actually plugged in a different nearby address so that the dorm’s address wouldn’t be leaked. You hardly thought the middle aged man in the front seat would be the type to stan a K-pop group, but you never know. Plus, he could have a teenage daughter who was a fan and begged him to tell her about any idols he happened to drive around or information he came across about them. If the trot music he was listening to on the radio was any indication, you thought you were safe, but you always took precaution when visiting the boys.

It was nearly 8:30 when you arrived, heading up to the 15th floor and knocking on the apartment door across from the elevator.

You heard a commotion inside, then Jongseob answered the door. “Oh, noona, come in. We’re just watching a movie.”

So that would explain the loud noises coming from inside the apartment. From the entryway, you could hear what sounded like a thriller or horror movie playing on the tv.

"You knocking timed up perfectly with a jump scare. I don't think Intak will be able to get to sleep tonight." Jongseob chuckled and ushered you inside.

You offered him your best attempt at a smile so he wouldn't suspect that anything was up as you took off your shoes at the front door and put on the pair of Pompompurin slippers that the guys had on hand for whenever you came over.

"Y/N noona is here," Jongseob announced when you guys reached the living room. Intak was in fact curled up to Keeho, which made you genuinely chuckle.

Jiung paused the movie. "Hey, noona. Do you want us to restart the movie?"

"No!" Intak immediately protested.

You shook your head. "That's okay." You went and took a seat on the floor next to Soul.

"You don't have to sit on the floor," Keeho said. "Come on, we'll make room."

"Soul is sitting on the floor, though," you pointed out.

"Yeah, he wanted to sit there…."

You both chuckled at Soul's odd behavior.

"Here." Keeho scooted over—well, at least the best he could with Intak still clinging to his side.

You took a seat next to Keeho and tried to pay attention to the movie. It was hard at first, because there were a lot of moments where the movie was quiet. Even adjusting your position on the couch and taking your phone from your purse was a little noisy. Normally, you wouldn't have been so self conscious of attracting their attention, but right now, you just wanted to fly as under the radar as you could. Thankfully, they kept their greetings to a minimum. You must have caught them at a time where the movie was getting good, because it had a hold on their attention.

Another jump scare happened and was then followed by some chatter as the guys discussed whether or not they had been scared, with Theo saying that the scene was a little too predictable. It made you feel a little more comfortable that the guys were talking amongst themselves because it meant that the attention was not on you, at least not yet. You really didn't want to burst into tears in front of all of them. You were friends with each of them, but you were definitely the closest to Keeho. You preferred to just talk to him about this, or maybe Theo or Jiung as well. They were the same age as you, so maybe they would be able to understand you better.

Thankfully, however, they all went back to paying attention to the movie. You took the opportunity to turn your own attention to your phone, where you had a few messages from Jaehwan. You swiped every one away without looking to see what they said and focused on playing a game.

You actually got immersed in the game and didn't even notice that Keeho was looking over your shoulder at your phone.

"He sure is trying to get your attention. You must really love that game."

"Oh, yeah," you muttered.

"Is something wrong?" he whispered. "Are you guys, you know, okay?"

You didn't want to lie to him, so you just shook your head.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

You shook your head again. "Well, y-yes, but not with—" You gestured subtly to the others. "everyone here."

"After," Keeho promised.

You nodded, offering him a small smile as a thank you.

Then he went back to watching the movie like your conversation had never happened, but you could tell he wasn't really paying attention. He would glance at you out of the corner of his eye every so often. You knew he was itching to talk to you.

It wasn't long before the climax of the movie. After a few minutes of discussion about the film, Keeho announced that everyone should head to bed so they wouldn't be tired for tomorrow's practice. Some of the boys protested, complaining that it was too early and that you just got here and that they wanted to spend some time with you. You told them that you'd still be there tomorrow, which they accepted before moving on their way and heading to their rooms.

Keeho and Theo were the last two in the living room with you.

"Are you gonna stay out here?" Theo asked.

"Yeah, we'll head in in a bit."

"Good night. Good night, noona."

"Good night, Theo."

"So, tell me what happened," Keeho said when he heard the door to his bedroom shut. "Do I have to beat him up?" He chuckled.

You took a deep breath. There was no use beating around the bush. "He's cheating on me."

"The fuck?" Keeho stood up from the couch. He looked like he was ready to beat the shit out of your boyfriend—er, ex-boyfriend.

"Don't," you said, reaching out to grab his arm and pull him back down onto the couch. "Just hug me."

He nodded, engulfing you in his arms. You sniffled into his neck, your arms tight around him.

You stayed there for a bit until you heard someone walking into the living room.

"Sorry," Theo said. "I forgot my phone charger out here." He sat down next to you on the couch. "What's wrong?" he asked, mostly to you, because you were crying. But now that you'd pulled back from Keeho, you could see that his eyes were a little teary as well.

Keeho looked at you, not sure if you wanted Theo to know what you'd just told him.

"I'm no longer seeing Jaehwan."

"Oh, no, noona. I'm sorry." He held his arms out to give you a hug.

When you pulled away, you wiped at your eyes. "Well, it's probably a good idea that we're broken up. He cheated on me."

Theo looked shocked. "He's a dick."

"Is it bad that I'm curious how you found out?" Keeho asked.

"I caught him when I got home today."

"Geez, I'm sorry. That's really rough. Are you going to move out?"

You nodded. "I have to. I, um, I didn't talk to him about any of this. As soon as I saw him, them, I left and came here. I'm sorry for intruding."

"You could never. You're always welcome here."

"We want you to feel safe here," Theo added in. "You can stay with us for as long as you need."

"Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it."

They both pulled you into a group hug.

"We need to get your stuff out of there," Keeho noted.

You sighed. "I'll have to find a time when he's not there."

"What about tomorrow?" Theo asked.

"I have work."

"Y/N, call you. You have sick days. You just found out that asshole is cheating on you. You deserve to have some time off. We'll help you get your stuff while he's at work."

"You guys have practice."

"You're more important. Besides, we have an early practice. We'll go right after. Promise."

You were gonna tear up again, like really ugly cry at their sweetness, so you suggested that you all head to bed.

You had spent the night at their place many times in the past, so there wasn't any awkwardness in getting ready for bed. Keeho grabbed you some clothes to wear and waited for you to settle into bed next to him before he turned out the light on his bedside table.

He reached his arms out to hold you. It wasn't weird for you to cuddle. Sure, when you had gotten together with your boyfriend, the cuddling became less and less, as did the times you spent the night at the dorms. But you didn't feel weird about anything. You were friends with them before you and Jaehwan had started dating, so it was easy to fall back into the habit.

Keeho was out like a light, but you felt like it would take you a while to get to sleep. But it probably shouldn't have come as a surprise that it actually didn't take you all that long to get to sleep. You were very hurt and angry after all, so it really did take a lot out of you.

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The next morning, your alarm woke you up early so that you could call out of work. You got the voicemail, which you were happy about. If you had to talk to an actual person, you might have let some tears slip. You said that you didn't feel well and wanted to use a sick day, then you tried to cling back to sleep before it left you entirely. Keeho was still asleep next to you, but you could hear that one or two of the boys were up and bustling about the apartment getting ready.

Theo’s bed was empty and you thought you could hear his voice from the kitchen, singing some melody. There were a lot of strange noises, which you eventually deduced to be them having an impromptu kitchen concert—spatulas, frying pans, even Jongseob’s literal head being used to create the drumming noises. ("Oww, that was my head, you dummy!") You were also pretty sure from their shrieks and what words you could make out from the bedroom that bacon had been thrown at one point. By this point, Keeho had woken up and started getting ready for the day, closing the bedroom door behind him so you could get back to sleep.

Moments after he left the room, the commotion in the kitchen quieted to a tolerable level.

When you woke back up again, the apartment was empty, but there was a note on Keeho's bedside table with a credit card on top of it.

We'll be back around 10 or 10:30. Order some breakfast and we'll get straight to getting your stuff as soon as we get home. xx Keeho

You looked at the your phone to see that it was currently 9:04. Your phone was at 60%, so you plugged it in and then pulled up a food delivery app to get some breakfast. But you didn't want to use Keeho's card, opting instead to pay for your own food. You wanted to get something for the guys too, but you weren't sure if they would be eating before coming back home, plus you weren't sure what they'd want. Or if the food would be soggy by the time they got to eat it.

Your food was set to be delivered around 9:50, so you decided to take a shower. You had nearly finished blow drying your hair when your bagel and smoothie were delivered.

At 10:24, the guys strolled through the door, some of them with snacks in hand. You felt relieved that they had gotten something to eat, but most of them headed for the kitchen for actual food. Keeho and Theo stayed behind, both of them eyeing you.

"Are you ready to go?" Keeho asked.

You nodded.

They must have come up with some kind of excuse before coming home because none of the other guys questioned why the three of you were leaving without saying much.

The three of you walked down to the parking garage and you were surprised to see that there was a pile of cardboard moving boxes in the backseat of Theo's car. You hadn't even thought about how you were going to move all of your stuff, so you were happy that they had. You felt touched that they went through all of this effort to help you out. You weren’t exactly sure you had the mental capacity to make a plan right now. A part of you felt a bit guilty that it was being left up to them.

“If you just drop me off,” you started, buckling into the seat. “I can—"

“Y/N, there’s no way we’re gonna let you move all of your stuff alone.” Keeho turned around to face you.

“Besides, you need people right now.” Theo reversed out of the parking spot and pulled out of the garage. “And we don’t want to hear any more talk of how we don’t have to do this. You’re our friend. You’re close to us. Of course it’s our job to be there for you. Got it?”

You nodded, forgetting he couldn’t see you. “Got it,” you responded, accidentally using formal language. It was like you were in school again, responding to your teachers when they asked if you understood the instructions they’d just given.

The three of you chuckled at your mistake. Though you were a little older than Theo, he was the oldest member of the group, and in that moment he seemed so powerful, his voice strong in his declaration that he would be on your side through all of this. It was no wonder your brain automatically added extra respect to the words you used to speak to him.

The drive to your apartment was surprisingly fun, even as the realization that you’d be packing up your life hung in the air. You could only assume it’s what Keeho and Theo tried their best to mask when they turned the music up loud and started singing at the top of their lungs, belting out high-pitched, impressive melodies that devolved into off-key screeches that had pedestrians in the crosswalk staring at the car like you guys were on the way to an insane asylum.

With Keeho doing what was essentially an interpretive dance and Theo drumming on the steering wheel as he waited for the light to turn green, your stomach was aching with laughter.

The insanity continued the whole trip. When you were passing a Dunkin’ Donuts, you noticed a sign advertising a new breakfast sandwich that featured bacon. You suddenly remembered the scene from that morning in the kitchen—what you could hear of it—and burst into fits of laughter again. How you wish you had witnessed the P1Harmony Frying Pan Music Battle and Bacon Royale™ of 2025. Gosh, did you love being friends with them.

Your smile turned into a frown. You used to hang out with them more frequently, enough that you practically felt like you were the 7th member of P1Harmony. You were always hanging around the dorm, going out with the members, and you’d even taken a few small trips with them before. You guys used to have so much fun together. Before Jaehwan.

He wasn’t overly jealous. He knew you were close with the guys. Sure, you could tell he wished you weren’t so close, but it wasn’t often that he brought it up, and it was usually not in a direct way. But you did find things changing. You hung out with Jaehwan more and the guys less, you weren’t as touchy with the boys, and when you slept over, you either no longer shared a bed with Keeho or didn’t cuddle like you would in the past. And you wore your own clothes. That was something Jaehwan was a bit more upset about.

It was only natural that when you got a boyfriend, he took up more of your attention. There was only so much of you to go around and only so many hours in the day. You worked full time, you had your own hobbies and alone time, and then you had your social life that had to be divided up between family, your boyfriend, and your friends, including the P1Harmony members. You wished there were enough hours in the day to spend adequate time with everyone, but that’s not how things worked. But there was never any animosity between you and the boys and you knew they understood that you wouldn’t have as much time for them. And it wasn’t like you never hung out with them anymore. It felt like you were at the dorms once a week most weeks.

Now that you no longer had a boyfriend to worry about, it felt like you could return to being their full time friend again. But what exactly did that say about you? Did it have to be friends versus boyfriend? Did you rely on others to fill your time? It felt a little pathetic, like you weren’t a person. When it stopped being you and Jaehwan, it once again became Y/N and P1Harmony. When it shouldn’t have mattered who else was involved. It should just be Y/N, always, no matter what.

You hadn’t even realized your face was giving your thoughts away until you accidentally caught Keeho’s eyes in the visor mirror he was checking his hair in. You thought he was going to say something to you, ask you what was wrong, but he could tell you were upset about something and that it was best to just drop the topic.

“Almost there,” Theo announced, making a left turn. Two more blocks to go, then one more left, past the GS25, and you were home.

Former home. There was no way you could live there any longer. It had been Jaehwan’s place before you moved in anyway. It had become a place where you had grown comfortable, but not anymore.

The three of you got out of the car and headed up to the 9th floor. You went to type in the entry code, but you didn’t hear a ding and the door did not unlock.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” you exclaimed.

“He changed the code?” Theo asked.

Keeho looked ready to fight.

“That asshole. Let me try it again.” You typed the code in slowly, carefully. “Okay, never mind. I just entered it too quickly.”

You all headed inside and they sat the boxes down while you made a quick sweep of the apartment to make sure Jaehwan wasn’t there. Everything looked exactly the same. It was kind of hard to imagine you would be taking everything of yours with you today.

You headed back out to the living room. “Coast is clear. He doesn’t ever really come back to the apartment during lunch. I mean, I guess he could have been, since, you know…he was being secretive. Um, I guess we can start with clothes since that’ll take up the most room and it’s most of what I have.”

“Any specific way you want things organized?” Keeho asked.

“No, I just want it packed up. As much as we can fit in the first trip, the better.”

They got to work taking clothing on hangers from the closet, folding everything up and squeezing as much into the boxes as they could. Meanwhile, you grabbed the two plastic tubs you had kept in the closet along with the mop, broom, and other cleaning supplies. There were only a few miscellaneous items in one of them, so you emptied the bin and placed the items on one of the shelves in the closet.

You only had a small collection of books, knickknacks, and decor items. Everything took up one full bin and a quarter of the second one. You filled in the rest with your dishes, wrapped in newspaper and cushioned even more with a few small blankets and a throw pillow. The top almost didn’t shut.

They had filled all but one of the boxes by the time you had dragged both bins to the door. You still had a few small appliances and electronics, as well as the rest of your bedding, to pack up. You had a few sheet sets you loved and even though they weren’t as important as something like your clothes, you wanted to bring them with you.

“We’ll probably need another small to medium box for the rest of your clothes and accessories and then one for shoes,” Theo said. “What else did you have to pack?”

“Not too much. I wish I had another bin. Some of the stuff is a little heavier, like my blender and I have a small space heater.”

“Go down to GS25 and get some more boxes.” He pulled his wallet out and handed Keeho his credit card. “And there was a Daiso across the street, right, Y/N? One more bin should do it, right?”

“Oh, no, Theo, you don’t have to.”

“It’s fine. I don’t mind. Get some snacks too, Keeho. Is there anything in particular you want, Y/N?”

You wouldn’t get anywhere arguing against Theo paying for things, so you just accepted that he wouldn’t budge on the topic. “Anything is fine.”

Keeho set out on his task as Theo took the last of your clothing from the closet and you grabbed all of your shoes and lined them up on the floor alongside the edge of the closet.

“I’m really sorry,” Theo said after several minutes of silence.

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. No one deserves to be treated like that, but especially you. You’re like the sweetest person.”

"Thanks."

He smiled weakly at you, having little hope that his words would help with anything. But he could try. “I meant what I said in the car. If you need anything, we’ll be there.”

“I know.” You whispered it more to yourself than to him, like you needed it repeated to you for it to fully sink in.

“Come here,” he said softly, welcoming you into his arms. It felt so nice and warm and secure to be in his arms. He may have had this adorable face that many didn’t find threatening, but you truly felt safe with him and knew he’d protect you.

It felt like you spent a while in his arms, and even after you pulled your arms back, he still clung to you. You let out a chuckle as he kept his arms curled around you, even as you continued to grab things to pack up.

“Please be happy,” he said gently. It almost broke your heart to hear how soft and sad his voice sounded. “We want you to be happy. I want you to be happy.”

“I’m trying,” you admitted honestly.

“That’s all I can ask for.” He removed himself from you, not wanting to smother you with his attention.

Before long, Keeho returned carrying a bin. The two boxes and a bag of snacks and drinks were stashed inside the bin. You took a quick snack break and then returned to packing things up.

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It was nearly 1:45 when the car was packed up. You had arranged with your friend to store your things at her place. At Keeho’s suggestion, you guys rearranged things slightly so that you could put at least a week’s worth of clothes and all of your important, day-to-day items in one of the bins. You and Theo were dropping most of your things off at your friend’s apartment while Keeho waited at your place with the rest of your stuff.

You suspected that either Theo or Keeho must have discreetly told the other guys what was going on or otherwise informed them that you were going to be staying with them for a little while. None of them batted an eyelash when the three of you entered the apartment with the bin of your stuff.

Theo carried it to the room he shared with Keeho and deposited it onto Keeho’s bed.

“Feel free to get settled in,” Keeho said from the doorway.

“Thanks, guys,” you said, taking the lid off of the bin. Theo was still in the room, clearing off some of the surfaces in the room so you’d have some space to put your stuff. You took notice, but you didn’t argue with him about it because you knew he wanted you to be nothing but comfortable and wouldn’t take no for an answer.

You set your laptop on the desk and added your perfume and lotion next to the array of products already on one of the bedside tables.

“Here, I can get those,” Theo said, holding his hands out to take your shower caddy of hygiene products from you.

You felt only a little shy about the stash of pads you had in one of the slots. You knew he wouldn’t care about that sort of thing, so you let him take it from you. “Thanks.”

"Of course."

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You adjusted to staying with the guys quite easily and settled into a routine rather quickly. You got to learn their schedule better and fit your own in around theirs, making sure not to be too noisy late at night when they had an early work obligation, learning what hours the bathroom was likely to be free so you could take a shower, and making sure to give them enough privacy so they wouldn’t feel uncomfortable living with a girl.

It was on the fourth night living with the guys that you had a conversation with them all, revealing to Jiung, Intak, Soul, and Jongseob the real reason why you were staying with them. They were just as caring and supportive as Keeho and Theo, but you told them that you didn’t want to talk much about it. You were trying to get over things and you didn’t want to think about Jaehwan anymore—and he definitely didn’t deserve to take up any more of your attention anyway.

Which was why it was so ridiculous to get a text from him later that night. He’d continued blowing up your phone the day you caught him, as well as the following day when you moved your stuff out of the apartment. For two whole days, and almost a third full day, his communication with you had ceased completely. You were thankful at first, but then you wondered if you were truly that forgettable. Maybe he was happy with Jiwon. You thought you recognized her from one of his company events and vaguely remembered being introduced to her.

But then there he was, telling you how sorry he was and how he’d made a huge mistake. That it had only happened once and he didn’t want to lose you. How he loved you and she didn’t mean anything to him. He poured out his feelings in long messages that you might have fallen for had you drowned your sorrows alone in a bar the evening you’d caught him rather than seeking refuge with the guys.

It still hurt. Of course it did. You’d spent two and a half years of your life with him and just over a year living with him. You thought about him when big stuff happened at work or when your favorite band announced a stop in your city, when a new flavor of Twix came out or when a variety show joke made you laugh so hard you felt like you would pee your pants. You thought about what it would be like to have kids with him, what baby names would sound good with his last name, Noh.

And even though you were tearing up reading his messages in the dorm bathroom (so you wouldn’t wake any of the guys up), you couldn’t be so naive as to believe him. If he truly loved you, he wouldn’t have cheated on you. He’d even contradicted himself, saying that it didn’t happen a lot and that he was thinking of you every time he was with her, when he’d initially said it had only happened one time.

You blocked him and wiped your tears away, returning to bed after your eyes no longer looked red and puffy.

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Weeks went by and you were wondering if you were getting too comfortable staying with the guys, not that they would ever say anything to you about the matter. You wanted to look for a new apartment, but it was feeling a little daunting. You’d never done it before. The first apartment you got was with your friend and then the next time you moved, it was when you started living with Jaehwan.

You vented to Keeho but resolved that you would break the news to the others and start your search by the end of the week. To get your mind off of the incoming stress, Keeho suggested a movie night.

Soul and Jongseob were in the midst of a video game battle, but Theo and Jiung were down to join you. The coffee table was loaded with snacks and Keeho had prepared a lineup of movies.

After the last movie had ended, everyone was too lazy to get up and put another one on, so you guys waited until the next one automatically came on. Just ten minutes into the film, however, Jiung retreated to bed and Keeho followed shortly thereafter, which left just you and Theo watching the romantic comedy.

As the movie progressed, it turned out that it tipped more in the favor of romance than comedy and the last half was quite good for a cheesy romance movie. You had even started tearing up towards the end, when the male lead reunited with his lover and recalled a special moment the two had shared together. Then he'd said some joke, the same stupid, corny pun that Jaehwan once told you and you broke, your tears changing from happy for the couple to sad for your failed relationship.

“Hey,” Theo said, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Is it the movie?”

You shook your head. “No.”

"Him?"

You nodded lightly. “Yeah,” you said dryly. “He said that stupid joke to me once.”

“Maybe we should go to bed,” he suggested, even though there were still 11 minutes of the movie left to go and you both wanted to know the ending. But if it was just making you sad, there was no point in finishing it.

“Okay,” you agreed.

“You can go get ready for bed first. Let me know when you’ve changed.”

“Okay, Theo, thanks.” You stood up and headed to the bedroom. You’d since moved your clothes from the storage bin to a spot Keeho had cleared for you in his closet. You alternated between just washing your clothes and wearing them again and bringing new ones from your stuff that was still at your friend’s apartment. But what you failed to realize was that you didn’t have any clean pajamas left. You were lucky you still had a few clean pairs of underwear left.

You made your way back to the living room.

“Done already?”

“I’m sorry, could I borrow something to wear? I didn’t realize I don’t have anything clean.”

“Yeah, sure, of course. Give me a second.”

You followed him back to the room and he grabbed you a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

“I hope those are okay. I don’t have any pajama shorts that are clean right now either.” He scratched at his head awkwardly, hoping he wouldn’t make you feel uncomfortable by asking you to wear his underwear.

“No, this is fine. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He grabbed some clothes from his closet for himself. “Is it okay if I head to the bathroom to get changed? Did you need to do your bedtime routine?”

You shook your head.

"Thanks."

You quickly changed, facing towards Theo’s bed and away from Keeho’s, where he was passed out.

Theo returned a few minutes later, his face looking slightly damp. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a mustard yellow tank top that said 1979 on it in faded lettering. You weren’t sure what it was referring to, but it had a nice vintage-y vibe to it.

He noticed you hesitating to get into bed. “You can sleep with me. Um, I meant you can sleep in my bed too.”

Keeho was sprawled out across the whole bed and you didn’t want to wake him in order to be able to get into bed too.

"You're sure?"

“As long as you’re okay with it.”

You nodded, getting under the covers.

“Is it comfortable enough for you? Do you need another blanket?”

“I’m fine. Thank you, Theo.”

He grinned. “No problem, Y/n.”

You both settled into the silence, but all you could think of now was the novel’s length of messages that were sitting unanswered in your texts.

You felt a hand on your shoulder. “Are you crying?”

“No,” you said, but your voice said otherwise. You sniffled, wiping at your face.

“Hey,” he said gently, trying to turn you towards him, but you didn’t budge. “That’s fair. You don’t have to look at me, but will you at least listen? He was an idiot. He threw away probably the best thing that ever happened to him. And you didn’t deserve to be treated that way. You’re such an amazing person. Funny, smart, kind, beautiful. So, so beautiful.”

You sniffled again, turning around to face him. “Really?”

“Of course. I don’t lie. You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. I’ve had the biggest crush on you for forever,” he admitted sheepishly.

You looked up at him in awe, your heart beating fast. It wasn’t what you expected him to say at all. Your gaze dropped from his eyes to his lips and you licked your own. Your face had hardly inched forward before you reached a hand out to cup his cheek to indicate that you wanted him to kiss you.

He closed the gap between the two of you and joined your lips together. And it was the warmest feeling ever. His lips were so plush, massaging yours passionately, gently and with a little force at the same time.

You moaned lightly and he chuckled endearingly, quickly leaning back in to peck your lips and face a few times before trailing down to your neck. You ran a hand through his hair, tugging particularly hard when he surprised you with a bite, leaving you exasperated. He ran his tongue over the hickey to soothe the skin.

Your hands left his locks, moving down his neck and to his upper back, then dipping under his tank top, feeling his strong back muscles under your delicate fingers.

He continued sucking on your neck and collarbones as you continued to feel him up. He had just finished pressing a kiss to your shoulder when you asked if he could take his shirt off.

You could see the tiniest smirk before he was tearing it over his head and dropping it carefully onto the floor next to his bed.

As soon as you could get a good look at his chest, you instantly regretted not having managed to see it sooner. “You were hiding this sexy body this whole time?” You ran a hand down his abs.

He bit his lip, smirking at you. “So you think I’m sexy?”

You nodded. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt so wet this fast,” you purred into his ear. The fact that you were starting to feel his cock against you was a plus. You shifted your hips ever so slightly to feel him against you just a bit more.

It was like you could feel the shiver run up his spine at your words and the press of you against him. “Yeah, baby? You gonna let me feel you? Feel how wet you are for me?”

You looked back up at him again and kissed him, slipping your tongue into his mouth. You trailed your hand down his chest slowly until you encircled his wrist, bringing his hand over to the waistband of the boxers you were wearing. He dipped a few fingers into the waistband, teasing the skin where your stomach met your groin.

You wiggled around impatiently, which he found adorable. “Touch me.”

“Oh, I plan on it. You don’t need to tell me twice.” His whole hand disappeared underneath the fabric of his boxers and your underwear, immediately finding your clit. He massaged it a few times before his fingers moved down to glide through your lips and circle your entrance gently. “This okay?”

“Yes,” you whispered. “Fuck, I need your fingers so bad.”

He maintained eye contact with you as he inserted one, then two, fingers into your dripping entrance. By the time he was moving three of his fingers in and out and rubbing at your clit with this thumb, you were moaning, which he was quick to cover with his mouth. You had to remember that Keeho was just feet from you both.

You were a mess, chasing your high and grinding against his hand.

Noticing how gone you were, he pulled his lips away from you, slowing his movements slightly. “Do you think you can cum without being too loud?”

You nodded quickly, joining your lips again because you actually didn’t entirely trust yourself to be quiet.

He resumed his movements, picking up the pace. It felt so good, so right, but you couldn’t help but yearn for something more.

“Sh-shit,” you panted. “C-can, can you use your mouth on me?”

“Yeah?” he beamed.

You nodded desperately, biting at your lip. “Your lips are so fucking perfect. So big and juicy and—” You squealed when he ducked his head under the covers and started pulling both sets of underwear down, his hands running along the sensitive skin of your thighs in the process.

You quickly clamped a hand over your mouth as he tongued at your pussy lips, holding your thighs open for easier access. He was going slowly to get you both acclimated to it—or maybe to tease you. You weren’t sure.

You reached down to one of his hands, pulling it up to your mouth. You focused on sucking at his fingers so that you didn’t let out too many sounds in response to how he was making you feel.

He let out a low groan into your heat, then stopped for a moment and whispered to you, though you could still hear it, even from under the blanket. “If you sucked my cock like that, I’d be the happiest man alive. No lie.”

Your hand disappeared under the blanket to card through his hair as you slipped his fingers from your mouth with a pop. “Make me cum and I will.”

He returned to eating you out with vigor, working your pussy like it was his job. He made you cum quickly with the aid of his thick fingers and some particularly harsh sucks to your clit. You accidentally bit him when you came, trying to remain quiet enough not to wake Keeho.

He hissed lightly, emerging from the blanket to examine his fingers.

“I’m so sorry.” You grabbed his hand to press kisses to the little indents on his skin caused by your teeth.

“It’s okay, really. If anything, it’s proof I made you cum hard.” He smiled and collected another kiss from you, his tongue hot against yours. You didn’t even care that you could taste yourself on him and that some of your essence was still gathered around his lips and on his chin. Okay, maybe you blushed a little at the sight, but you just reached over and wiped your juices from his face, holding out a finger for him.

You were still sensitive and the image of him sucking your finger clean made the fire in the pit of your stomach come back to life. “So….” you began, your heart rate picking up, needing more of him to quench the thirst that was roaring in your lower half. “I think I owe you a blow job.” You reached a hand out, brushing up ever so slightly against his bulge. You started to pull the string of his sweatpants loose, untying it slowly.

He flashed you a look that begged please hurry up! “Don’t tease.” He went to do it himself, but you swatted his hand away and finished untying them on your own.

He couldn’t help but smirk as you rid him of his pants and boxers, sucking in a breath when you saw how long and thick he was. You didn’t even realize your mouth was open until he chuckled and brought you closer for another kiss, his hand cradling your cheek. “It’s okay if you don’t think you can do it. I know I’m kind of big.”

You shook your head. “No, I want to.” You rested a hand against his chest, slightly nervous. “I actually don’t have a ton of experience giving head. Just please be patient with me.”

He lifted your chin up to make you look at him. “Of course.” And you could tell he was sincere.

You let out a deep breath before you were pushing him to lie down so you could get under the covers to start pleasuring him.

You licked at his tip first, dragging your tongue all around to smear the precum that had leaked out. You enveloped him, sucking at his head for a short while. You were delighted when you pulled away to take a breath and saw that his cock was a shade redder than when you’d started. You pressed some kisses to the top of his shaft as you jerked off the rest.

His hips rose a little involuntarily, so you pressed them back down as you finally took him into your mouth past his head. Your mouth was kind of small and Theo was big, so you were feeling a little nervous already, even though you’d barely taken much.

You pulled your mouth off of him and tapped at his thigh twice. “I don’t know if I can do it. I’m sorry.”

He pulled the blanket back and looked down at you. “Hey, that’s okay. You didn’t even have to, but you tried.”

“I want to take more though,” you admitted honestly. “If…if you can be patient, I really want to try to do more.”

He smiled, cupping your cheek. “I already was being patient, pretty girl.” His hand moved to brush some hair back and he rubbed at the shell of your ear with his thumb. “You’re the one psyching yourself out. I liked what you were doing. It felt good. Do what you want, but don’t do more than you can handle. I won’t criticize you and I won’t rush you. Do your thing.”

You nodded, taking him into your mouth again, once more starting with sucking at his cockhead. But this time, after you got him wetter with your saliva, you started to bob up and down a little. You were taking about the same amount each time, but on a few bobs, your mouth had reached lower on him. You mentally patted yourself on the back for getting used to taking him steadily and eventually, you felt like you were ready for some more.

You put a hand on his thigh to steady yourself as you moved a little lower on him. It made you gag a bit and he could hear that you were reaching a point of difficulty. He started to lift the blanket, but you gave him a thumbs up as you tried to breathe through your nose and take it slowly, keeping your mouth still on him to get used to the fullness.

He ran a hand through your hair, gripping it with enough pressure to quell his desire but not enough to be rough. And he didn’t dare force you down further or thrust up into your mouth out of fear he’d hurt you.

You closed your mouth around him again, making him groan and grip at your hair with just a little more pressure.

“I want to take you all the way,” you mumbled around him as best as you could.

He pulled back the blanket again, shaking his head seriously. “No.”

You pouted up at him, running your tongue along a prominent vein on the underside of his cock.

His eyes slid shut in satisfaction, but his tone remained firm and considerate. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

You pulled off of him completely, putting a hand to his chest. “I want to feel you fully. Let me just try. Even if I can only take you for a second. There’s just something that really turns me on to be able to fit all of you in my mouth.”

He couldn’t lie and say that last part didn’t make his dick twitch in excitement. He’d love nothing more than to watch as he disappeared inside your tiny mouth again and again, feeling lost in the pleasure as you swallowed all of him down your throat before he was shooting his hot, thick cum down it. He closed his eyes again and let out a sigh after a moment of thought. “If you feel like you can’t do it or you can’t breathe, let me know right away, okay?”

You nodded, bringing your mouth closer to his cock again. You took a deep breath, going slowly at first and then quickly trying to catch up to the spot you’d previously taken him up to. Your mouth was starting to ache a bit already, so you tried taking a lot more at once to get it over with with minimal discomfort. You gagged, but kept going nonetheless. But it was definitely hard. You didn’t think you could force yourself to do it, so you grabbed his hand and put it on the top of your head, pressing down on his hand to signal that you wanted him to push your head down onto him.

His mind was getting cloudy with pleasure. He wanted you to take all of him, but at the same time, he didn’t want to hurt you. However, he also wanted to give you what you wanted, which was also coincidentally what he wanted, so he complied, pushing your head down slowly for a second, then all the way when he heard you struggling with the pace he was taking. If he could cause you minimal discomfort by getting it done quickly, then that’s what made the most sense.

He heard your gags, but he also saw how your eyes rolled back when you had reached all the way to his pubic bone, little tufts of his hair tickling your lips. He could see your composure failing slightly, but he trusted you to know when it was too much to handle.

You moved your mouth up and down on him, only capable of pulling your mouth back a little before taking him in fully again and trying to repeat this a few times. Your hand gripped his thigh tighter for some leverage as you tightened your throat around him and fondled at his balls with your other hand. He was moaning so sensually that you were starting to feel your pussy pulsing. You gave it your all so that you could try to keep the pleasure going for the both of you. But only a second or two later, you were pulling away, coughing but trying to cover your mouth to keep your sounds to a minimum.

Theo looked at you expectantly. “How was it?” he asked breathlessly. “Are you okay?”

“Too big for me to take it completely and be fully comfortable, but I really wanted to feel it all. You’re so big.” You retrieved his underwear and checked the tag. “No wonder they were swimming on me. Mr. Extra Large.”

He blushed, snatching his boxers from you and dropping them onto the floor with his shirt. “I was really close to cumming." He smiled, his eyes still a little glazed over.

You frowned. “I’m sorry. Let me jerk you off.”

His expression changed immediately and he was holding his hands up in protest. “No. No, no, no. I didn’t mean it like that. I didn’t mean it like I was complaining I didn’t finish. I just meant you made me feel really good. Hey,” he reassured you, rubbing at your cheek. “That felt amazing.”

You pouted even more, crossing your arms over your chest. “And I couldn’t help you fully enjoy it. You made me cum, at least. I just left you with blue balls.”

He rolled his eyes. “Shut up. It still felt good. Plus, I want you to feel good. That’s my main goal.” He kissed you so you couldn’t protest, trailing his hand down your shirt til he reached the bottom hem. With his lips still pressed against yours, he asked, “Can I?”

You nodded and quickly pulled your shirt off. “It’s your shirt after all. I can’t tell you what to do with it.” You were about to unhook your bra when he stopped you.

“Can I do that?”

“How many tries will you need?” you teased.

“If I’m lucky? One. Based on my actual skill set? Maybe two.”

You pretended to gasp. “You slut.”

He rolled his eyes again playfully as he leaned in closer to you so he could reach his arms around to your back. He tried to unhook your bra too quickly the first time, feeling slightly embarrassed, so he pressed some kisses to your neck in an effort to distract you both from his failed attempt. On his second try, he managed to get two of the hooks separated, but the last one was proving rather difficult.

You pulled away. “It might be stuck. It’s okay.” You placed a hand on his upper arm comfortingly. “You got most of it.”

“Fuck that, I’m getting all of it.” He smirked, maneuvering you slightly so that your back was partially facing him so he could pull the dreaded final hooks apart from one another. Then he helped you turn around to face him again.

Your straps had fallen down your shoulders, but your hands held the cups of your bra to your breasts to tease him further. He leaned in to kiss you again, placing his hands over yours and you both worked on getting your bra fully away from your chest and onto the floor with the rest of your guys’ clothes.

His hands quickly cupped you and he rubbed at your nipples.

“Feels good,” you mumbled against his lips, grinding your wet pussy against his cock. You both groaned at the contact. You angled yourself just right in order to have him pressed against your clit, moving your hips up and down a few times, desperate to have him inside you.

He grinded his hips back against yours and it had you almost quivering in anticipation. “God, I’m so horny. Will you fuck me?”

“No.” He grinned.

“What?” You pulled away. “Why not?”

He smiled even wider. “I’m just messing with you, baby.” He cleared his throat, taking on a more serious tone for a moment. “It’d be a fucking honor. I never could have dreamed of this. Not only you wanting to have sex with me, but even begging me too? It feels like I’m dreaming. Pinch me.”

“The only thing getting pinched is your cock by my pussy.” You cringed, covering your face with your hands. “Okay, that sounded a little weird, but you know what I mean. Um, do you have a condom?”

“Yeah, I luckily still have some. I haven’t had sex in a while—you know my ex and I broke up a long time ago—so I haven’t had the need for them. But I think I still have a few. Grape or orange flavored?”

You chuckled in surprise. “Really?”

He shook his head. “No, just trying to be funny again. Make this more lighthearted. My heart is beating really fast,” he admitted, grabbing your hand to hold it against his chest.

You let out a breath mixed with a slightly nervous laugh. There was so much adrenaline and passion burning through both of your veins, but there was still the fact that he was one of Keeho’s best friends hanging in the air. And Keeho’s foot literally hanging off of the bed no more than 10 feet from you. You were glad Theo was being kind of playful. You really hadn’t expected any of this to happen, so to know that he was set on having fun was reassuring. The part where he said he had a crush on you could wait til later.

You waited patiently as he grabbed a condom from the small nightstand next to his bed and opened it before putting it on. “Missionary okay? It’s probably the easiest for sneaky sex.” He chuckled. “You know, easier to cover ourselves if we get caught. Keeho sleeps like the dead though, so I wouldn’t worry.” He leaned in closer to you, whispering in a deep voice, “Unless you’re a screamer. And I think I’ll make you wanna scream.” Then he kissed you hard on the mouth before you had a chance to respond to his comment that made you blush. “Are you ready?” he asked when you two pulled apart.

You nodded and played with your fingers, trying to avoid eye contact with him.

He could tell you were nervous. “I can go slow,” he offered, sensing you might be afraid it would hurt.

You nodded, fearing for your poor pussy. “I would appreciate that.”

“I have lube, if you’d want to use some.”

You were a little surprised. “Wow, I wouldn’t expect most guys to have lube. I thought it was something a girl usually needs and thinks to bring up.” Your ex certainly didn’t think to get any for you, so it was always up to you on the occasion that you needed some.

“Well, I do masturbate, you know?” He chuckled nervously. “It helps keep things, uh…moist for, you know….”

“Now I’m imagining you fucking your hand under the blanket secretly while Keeho is sleeping.” You stifled a laugh.

“Well, I’m more of a toy guy.”

You would have pictured him as a classic guy, just his hands and some lotion. “What kind of toy?” you asked out of curiosity, trailing a hand down his chest.

“Um…” He sucked in a breath as your hand got closer and closer to his waist. “Well, I have a, um, a f-fleshlight.”

“Mmm, I bet you fuck it nice and hard full of your cum. Can you even fit?”

He let out a shaky breath at the feeling of your nails on his v-line. “Not all the way.”

“Mmm, it’s not surprising. You are a big boy.”

“I’ve also got this silicone piece with….” How could he describe this in a way that didn’t come off bad? He couldn’t just say that he has a sex toy that he fucks while imagining it’s you. “With, you know, the pussy,” he whispered, suddenly feeling more nervous admitting it to you. Here he was about to have sex with you and he couldn’t talk about some plastic vagina. “P-pussy and ass.”

“That’s really hot.” You brought your hand even lower, trailing over his pubic bone til you reached his cock. You grazed his skin lightly with your nails before tightening your hand around him. “Do you fuck it thinking of me?”

And the cat was out of the bag. He groaned at your hand squeezing him tightly. “Fuck, I do. I do.” He was whining now. “Shit, please don’t do that,” he begged when you started to jerk him quickly. “I don’t want to cum.”

You dropped your hand and acted like nothing had happened, jumping back to the previous topic at hand. “Lube would be great. I mean, I’m already really wet for you, but that can only do so much when someone is as…gifted as you.” You chuckled.

He blushed and gestured for you to lie back down.

You lay down on your back, trying not to look him in the eyes. You knew it was obvious that you were nervous, but you hadn’t realized you’d unintentionally clamped your thighs together until he was running a hand up and down each leg in an attempt to get you to relax.

“Hey,” he said gently, cupping your cheek. “You’re really sure you want to do this?”

You nodded. “Yes, definitely. I’m just….” You weren’t sure exactly why you were so nervous.

“It seems like you’re worried about more than it hurting. Do you want to talk about it?”

“I don’t know why I’m so nervous,” you admitted. “You don’t have anything to worry about. I do want to do this. I just…I don’t know if it’s because you’re the first person I’m having sex with since my ex.”

He nodded. “I understand. Is there anything I can do to make you feel more at ease?”

You shook your head. “No, you’ve been great. I think it’s just nerves because, like I said, you’re my first since him. I’m a little giddy too. It’s like it’s my first time all over again.” You giggled.

Theo smiled at you perking up. He took the opportunity to slowly pull your legs apart. When he wasn’t met with any resistance, his hands moved to your inner thighs, massaging the flesh there as he brought your lips into a kiss.

The kiss was slow and sweet for a good ten seconds before it grew hot, the adrenaline pumping freely again as you two made out sloppily, your lips and tongues and teeth clashing against each other. The red hot desire was once again burning through your entire body and you couldn’t help but press yourself against him. Everything was hard and raw and you were absolutely dripping for him.

You were already sweating and exasperated, your head thrown back as his tongue was lapping over one of your hardened nipples. Your other boob was gripped by one of his hands as he prodded your entrance with the other. He slipped two fingers in without trouble, thrusting only a few times before adding a third finger.

“Oh my god,” you panted before long, your hips rising from the bed. You felt like the pressure was already building towards another orgasm. “Taeyang,” you breathed, hardly able to get his full name out.

But he heard it. Even with your voice clouded in pleasure and part of his name swallowed by your shallow breaths, his ears picked it up right away. He was on cloud 9 once again. He was the one who made you feel this way, had you gasping for air and gasping his name because of his fingers alone. He nibbled on your nipple out of gratitude and dipped his head to give a quick suck to your clit.

“Shit,” you muttered, unable to keep still again.

He chuckled lightly and pushed your hips down with his hand, subconsciously grinding his rock-hard cock into the mattress. “For good measure,” he said, before running his tongue along your folds a few times.

Then his head emerged from the blankets and he retrieved the lube from his nightstand. “Gonna go slow,” he reminded you.

You nodded, getting more comfortable on the pillows.

He gave the tube a good shake before opening it. With the thumb and forefinger of his left hand, he spread you open and brought the bottle of lube over to you, squeezing it directly into your cunt.

You giggled at the sudden cool sensation of it filling you. “That’s one way to do it.”

“I figured it was the easiest way to get a lot of lube inside you, especially deep inside.”

“Kind of genius.” Deeper in was where you’d need it the most after all. “But what I really want inside me right now is your cock.” You stroked him with your hand.

He let out a low breath. “I can do that.” He put his hand over yours and you both worked on bringing him closer to your entrance.

You let him take over and you moved your hands to his neck. He gave you a deep, slow, searing kiss and you felt nothing but pureness behind it, despite the fact that his tip was slowly moving into you in the same moment.

You moaned lightly into his mouth at the press of him against you, the simple contact with the hot, sensitive skin of his dick being enough to have your eyes rolling back in your head. You gripped his hair tightly, pulling him closer while your hips jutted up, impatiently wanting to take in more of him, fast.

He was only a little past the head when he pulled out and thrusted back in at a moderate pace, repeating this a few times before going in a little deeper when there was no sign of discomfort from you.

You found yourself spreading your legs wider and sticking your tongue further into his mouth, your hands tightening in his hair. You pulled a bit harder when he went in even further and you started to feel the stretch.

“Ah,” he hissed when you pulled his hair a little too hard.

You pulled away to whisper a, “sorry.”

He shook his head, laughing slightly. “It’s okay. How are you feeling?” He had stopped for a few seconds so you could adjust.

“It’s starting to sting just a little.”

“I don’t mind waiting til you get adjusted,” he offered, his hand at your waist, rubbing soft circles with his thumb.

“Can you do it all the way? Getting it over with quickly might be the best.”

“You’re sure?”

You nodded. He could see the slight fear on your face, but you said you were sure and it would get you guys through the difficult part faster, so he fixed his position so that his knees were more stable on the bed to give him better leverage. He pulled back just slightly before thrusting back in once, twice, before he had himself balls-deep inside you.

You let out a strangled moan, which he was quick to swallow into his mouth. He was mostly still, but his hips started to move back and forward the slightest bit on their own, ready to drill into you, but he kept his composure and tried his best not to move. He moved his lips down, littering small kisses all across the expanse of your throat. He could feel your pulse and he sucked hard at it, earning a whimper from you.

He thought you must love neck kisses if you were that weak in responding to him, but then he realized your sounds must have been in response to him thrusting, which he hadn’t even realized he’d begun to do. It wasn’t too harsh—his hips were barely moving against yours—but it explained why your head was sliding back and your mouth hung open.

“Shit, I didn’t even realize. I’m s—“

“—Don’t say sorry,” you muttered sternly, your head lifting up in a split second, a finger at his lips. “Shh.” You trailed your hand down his chest til you were wrapping a hand around his waist. You gently pressed against it to encourage him to keep going. “Keep going. You’re fucking me so good already.”

“I haven’t even really done anything yet,” he chuckled, his mouth dry already from working up a sweat with you and trying to hold himself back.

“Exactly. We’ve barely started and you’re so good.”

He smiled genuinely at the compliment and looked you in the eyes before kissing you. Your lips were still connected when he started thrusting for real, building a steady pace in no time.

You whined against his lips, tightening your hands in his hair again. Your legs widened even further to allow him the proper amount of room to work his hips against yours. It didn’t take long for the stinging you felt to grow into pure pleasure. Well, it still stung a bit because he was big, but you were able to block that part out thanks to the overwhelming rush of satisfaction you were feeling.

You could tell he was holding back, both so he wouldn’t overwhelm you and because of the company in the room. Still, you felt your orgasm just around the corner. You were biting your lip harshly in an attempt to hold back the noises that would surely spill out when you came. You wouldn’t be surprised if you drew blood.

Theo was smiling at your enjoyment, his eyes glazed over because of his own. “Want me to rub your clit?”

You shook your head, looking up at him seriously.

You looked pretty far gone, but he didn’t put two and two together to realize that your pained expression wasn’t just because you were about to cum, but also because you were afraid. “What is it, baby?”

“You have to stop.”

He ceased his movements immediately. “What’s wrong?” Before you could even answer, he pulled out of you completely.

You almost whined at the loss of him inside you and again at how shiny his cock was, coated in both of your arousals. “I’m sorry. I can’t—I wasn’t gonna be able to keep quiet.”

He chuckled heartily. “That’s okay. I don’t want us to get caught.”

“I’m sorry. It’s a shame we can’t finish….”

“We can take this to the shower, if you’d like. Total privacy, so we can be as loud as we want.” He leaned in to whisper, “I can fuck you into next week if I wanted to. Because you know I was holding back.”

A shiver ran up your spine at what he was referencing doing to you in the bathroom. “I know. I could tell you weren’t giving one hundred percent. Take me to the bathroom.”

He stood up and grabbed your hand to help you up from the bed. Before you two slipped out of the room, he grabbed a robe from his dresser for you to wear and snatched up the bottle of lube and an extra condom—just in case.

The bathroom was right across the hallway from Theo and Keeho’s room and you were happy not to hear a response when he knocked gently on it.

“Coast is clear,” Theo whispered, pushing the door open with one hand and pulling you into the room after him with the other. You were giggling at how quickly he got the door locked and you stripped of the robe. He tossed it onto the floor and dropped the lube and spare condom down along with it.

He backed you up into the door, his lips on yours in half a second. You let out a moan immediately, which had him chuckling.

“Already?” he joked.

“It was involuntary. Since now we can make as much noise as we want. I was trying to hold back earlier too.”

“Don’t hold back,” he said, but he wasn’t asking. “I want to hear how good I’m making you feel, understand?”

All you could do was nod. You almost said, “Yes, sir.” You silently wondered if Theo was into names like that: sir, master, daddy….

Your thought was short lived, however, because he was pulling you to him again for another kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck and his hands trailed down to grip at your butt harshly.

“Mmm,” you groaned at him caressing your skin.

He made out with you for another few seconds before he was pulling you against his body. “I need to be inside you.”

“Need you inside,” you mumbled against his lips, dazed. His dick was right up against your pussy. If you moved just a little, you’d be able to slip him back inside.

But he pulled away to turn the shower on and thankfully it didn’t take long to warm up. He let you step inside first before joining you and closing the glass door behind him.

“Oh, shit, I forgot the lube. Do you think you’ll need any more?”

“Shh, no, just fuck me.” You pulled him closer to you.

He wasted no time in turning you around, pressing you forward gently so that your boobs were against the wall, then he pushed your back down a little more so that your ass was sticking out. He helped you spread your legs so there was enough room for him.

He got closer to you and tilted your head around so he could give you a kiss, all the while his cock was pressing against your ass cheeks. “Let me know if you need me to stop or not be too rough.”

You nodded and returned your lips to his. You made out sloppily for a few seconds, wiggling your ass back against him in anticipation. You started whining when Theo reached a hand around to rub at your clit and press a finger into you.

“Your cock, Theo,” you reminded him through your kiss.

“I know.” He pulled away from you. “I know you can’t resist it. You’re dumb over it, aren’t you? Haven’t even fully fucked you and you can’t live without it, huh?”

You were whining in agreement. “Need your big dick.”

“Gonna split you in half, fill you with my cum.”

“Please, no more teasing. Just fuck m—fuck, oh my god, oh my god. Mmm,” you mewled.

Theo had thrusted in without warning and his hips had set a hard pace. He was pistoning in and out so fast you had to stick your hands out to brace yourself against the wall. Your breath came out unevenly. “Couldn’t exactly do this with Keeho in the room, now could I?” You could hear the smirk in his voice.

“No,” you breathed out.

He lifted one of your legs and wrapped it around his waist to hold you closer. Then he started slamming his hips even harder against you. Your body shook with each thrust and you found it hard to stand up with one leg preoccupied.

“‘m gonna fall over,” you warned.

He dropped your leg back down but then surprised you by pulling out of you and spinning you around.

“Wh—"

“Up.”

“Huh?”

“Jump up.”

“You’re gonna fuck me like that?” you asked, your eyes lighting up in surprise and adoration. You’d never brought it up to any of your past partners because you didn’t know if they’d have been strong enough, but it was your favorite genre of porn to watch. It was always so raw and dirty and hard. And it was hot as hell to know that your man was supporting your entire weight while still managing to fuck your soul out of you.

He smirked again. “I get the feeling you’d love that. Is this a kink I spy?”

He was joking, but you muttered an, “Absolutely,” before wrapping your arms around his neck and preparing to jump.

You secured your legs around his waist, locking your ankles to help keep yourself up. His hands settled under your butt to further support you. “So fucking hot,” he remarked.

“Me or the fact that I’m into this position?”

“Both.” He pressed his lips to yours again.

“You’re a phenomenal kisser, by the way,” you noted when you both pulled away.

“Thank you. You’re not too bad yourself. Let’s try to get you positioned better, okay?”

You nodded and helped him as much as you could to maneuver into the proper position. Then his grip on your lower back and ass tightened.

“Gonna do it now, okay?”

You nodded.

He removed one hand so he could guide himself into you, going slowly for a second or two before he penetrated you fully.

“Mmm,” you groaned into his neck at the stretch. He was hardly fully inside you by the time you were lifting yourself up and down on him.

He lifted you up by your thighs to help you bounce on him while he thrusted upward, trying to set a slow pace so you both got used to the position. He didn’t want to mess with gravity by going too hard too fast.

It didn’t take long for you both to get used to the pace, then he was tightening his grip on you and telling you to hold on before slamming his hips into you repeatedly.

You were gasping at the fast and hard pace he’d set, clinging to him because you were truly afraid you’d fall. But for how hard he was fucking you, he didn’t seem the least bit concerned he’d drop you. And when you glanced down, you could see how solidly his arms were holding you.

“No need to worry, baby. I’ve got you. Is it your first time doing this?”

"Yeah."

"I'm glad it could be with me."

"Me too."

“How are you liking it?” He slowed his pace a little. “Am I being too rough?”

“No, I fucking love it. I’m dripping.”

“Well, we’re under the shower, so I’d expect nothing less.”

You rolled your eyes.

He’d pictured you would do as such. “I’m kidding, baby. I know what you meant. Your tight little pussy is so wet for me we don’t even need the lube anymore. Was afraid you’d be uncomfortable or it wouldn’t fit, but look at you. You’re taking me perfectly. I stretched you out nice and good and you’re taking it all. Like it was made for you.” He punctuated his praises with a few solid thrusts that had you whining.

He could tell you were nearing your peak by the way your eyes closed and the way you were trying to angle your hips so that his cock stabbed at your clit. He took the hint and rubbed at your bundle of nerves ferociously.

“Ah” you let out, your head falling back again.

“Finally, I can hear those pretty noises you make when you cum again.”

You were still experiencing your high and your legs were quivering, your cunt releasing a stream of your juices around Theo’s cock.

“Never made a girl squirt before,” he remarked, amazed.

“Don’t see how,” you said, trying to regain your normal breathing. “You’re so good.”

“I’ll take the compliment.” He grinned and you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“Keep going,” you urged, tightening your legs around his waist. “Need you to cum.”

He obeyed—not that he was planning on doing anything else—and jumped back to his quick pace right away. You were still sensitive, but you gyrated your hips against him to help bring on his orgasm. A few thrusts later, he was cumming, but he tried to prolong it, continuing to thrust even after it started to become slightly painful.

“Don’t overdo it,” you said out of concern when he screwed his eyes shut and his mouth was firmly closed too.

“Ah,” he groaned. “Just don’t want it to be over yet. Feels too good with you.” His fast pace was slowing, but he was still desperately trying to keep his hips moving. “I can’t, shi—I can’t, ah, I can’t keep going. But it feels too good to stop.”

“Stop. If you still want to keep going, let me jerk you off.”

“Can you ride me?”

“You’re sure?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

"Okay."

He helped you down and then he situated himself so that he was sitting on the shower floor.

“I’ll grab the other condom.”

He nodded weakly.

When you got ready to step back into the shower, he was holding out the used condom, which he’d tied. There was a lot of cum. It made you shiver. You tossed it into the trash and returned to Theo with the new condom, tearing it open and immediately sliding it down his length. He was pretty sensitive just by that action, so you wondered if he’d even be able to handle you riding him. But he was pulling at your waist to get you to straddle him, so you proceeded.

You were still wet, so it wasn’t too difficult to sink down onto him. You both moaned when he bottomed out.

“So fucking good, so tight and wet,” he muttered, his voice already weak. He started lifting your hips up and down, slamming you onto him.

It felt like just a few seconds later, his head was slung back against the shower wall and you were reaching another orgasm. You bounced yourself harder on him to prolong it, but then he was gripping your waist and asking you to stop, saying it was too much.

You climbed off of him immediately. You wanted to hug him or just touch him or be close to him in some way, but you knew that might not be the best thing, with him still being sensitive. “Do you need anything?” you asked.

“Just need some time.” He removed the condom and dropped it next to him on the shower floor. You could see his cock was starting to soften. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t owe me an apology.”

“It’s just a little embarrassing I couldn’t keep going.”

“Hey, two rounds in a row without stopping is like impossible for most people. Don’t be ashamed.” You brushed some hair out of his face. “Plus, there’s always time for a round two some other time.”

He beamed, looking up at you. “Really? You’d want to do this again with me?”

“Mhm. And not just because you’re sexy as hell and a god in the bedroom…and bathroom.” You chuckled. “You’re a really good guy. You’re sweet and kind.”

He stared at you like he wanted to say something else. You knew it was about him admitting to having a crush on you. But you could sense he didn’t want want to ruin the moment by asking you out or asking if you liked him back like that. Truth be told, you’d always found Theo to be a handsome guy—he just was—but you hadn’t thought of him in that way til tonight. But if he asked you out, you think you’d say yes.

“Hey,” you said when the silence carried on a little too long. “Let’s get cleaned up. We can talk more about this tomorrow.”

He nodded and you helped him stand up. You stood on your tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips. You were only intending for it to be a sweet peck, but his arms encircled your back, holding you against him as he kissed you back. He was still sensitive—he shuddered a little when his cock accidentally came into contact with your upper thigh—but he brushed it off and stuck his tongue into your mouth.

“Turn around,” he said when you guys pulled away from each other. “Let me wash your hair.”

You gave him another kiss before complying.

“Is this kind okay?” He reached around to hold a bottle of peach shampoo in front of your face so you could see it.

“Yeah, I like peaches.”

“It’s Keeho’s.” He chuckled. “I let him think it’s Jongseob using it.”

You turned around. “You’re so bad.” You hit him playfully on the arm.

“What, it smells good and it makes your hair really soft.” He squeezed some into his hand.

You could smell it as soon as he opened the bottle. It smelled heavenly. “Okay, just don’t use too much and we won’t say a thing.” You pretended to zip your mouth shut.

You turned back around and then felt his hands on your head, gently working the shampoo through your hair. "That feels nice."

He hummed. “Don’t let it feel too good,” he joked when you let out a soft sigh. “Don’t want you falling asleep in here.”

You leaned back against him. “It’s relaxing.”

He was suddenly spitting behind you and you turned around immediately to see him trying to wipe the suds away from his mouth. You apologized but found it hard not to chuckle at his misfortune. He spit one last time. “You’re lucky I like you.”

“Yeah, or what?” You teased playfully.

He stared you down with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He bit his lip as his eyes trailed down your body, then back up to look you in the eyes again. “I’m deciding to be good for now.” He kissed you. “I’m like addicted to your lips.”

“Mmm,” you sighed into the kiss, but you had to pull away when you felt some of the shampoo dripping down your face. You rubbed at your eyes.

“Karma’s a bitch.” He chuckled.

You stuck your tongue out at him.

“I know somewhere that would be more useful.”

“Shut up.” You playfully hit his chest, then backed up and titled your head back to wash the shampoo out. Then you grabbed the bottle and lathered some into Theo’s hair. While he was washing it out, you started conditioning your hair.

After you had rinsed your hair and it was his turn to stand under the water again, you grabbed the soap and lathered it between your hands before rubbing it along his chest and arms. He let out a low groan when you reached his stomach and groin. You had to admit you lingered a little longer than needed when you washed his dick. He didn’t seem to mind too much, but he did tell you to behave when you were clearly just fondling his balls and not washing them.

“I need to be thorough and make sure everything gets clean,” you shot back with a smirk.

“Give me the soap.”

You did as told and he lathered it up between his hands before going straight for your breasts. His lips, meanwhile, latched onto your neck. He wasn’t squeezing at your boobs, but you didn’t miss how intentionally his fingers grazed over your nipples, softly rubbing some soap into them. His hands continued down your stomach and to your hips, but he left your pelvis alone.

When your torso was washed free of soap, he took the opportunity to dip his head and take a nipple into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled as he tweaked your other nipple with his fingers. In between switching his mouth to the other breast, he said, “Your tits are perfect” and pressed a kiss to your sternum.

“We gotta finish showering and get some sleep,” you protested, but your hand that was running through Theo’s hair and holding him closer to your chest was saying something different entirely.

“You don’t like it when I touch you?” He looked up at you with a pretend pout.

“I never said that.”

“You like it when I touch you?” He left your breast and started kissing along your ribcage, his eyes still staring up at you.

“Mmm,” you groaned, chuckling as you were tickled by his lips moving over your skin. “Obviously.”

“Like my mouth on you?” He moved lower to your stomach, bringing his tongue over your navel then down to the skin below it. “Want me to keep going?”

Your tightening grip on his hair and the way your legs shut in anticipation told him the answer was yes, but he still wanted to hear you say it.

"Speak up. Or I’ll stop.”

You groaned at his teasing. You didn’t know it’d turn you on this much to see Theo being dominant. “Fuck me with your tongue,” you said, knowing he’d eventually ask you to be specific with what you wanted. Why beat around the bush?

“That’s what I like to hear,” he cooed. “Who knew you could have such a dirty mouth?” Then no more than a second later, he was latching onto your clit and prodding a finger at your entrance.

It didn’t take long for your legs to feel wobbly, so you backed up and leaned on the shower wall for some support. Theo’s hand wrapped around your right calf and he moved it to rest your foot on the low shelf so he could have more access to you.

“More.” You grinded against him.

He inserted two more fingers and sucked at you even harder. His fingers, however, moved rather slowly, so you figured he was trying to draw out the moment out so you both could enjoy it longer. But with his harsh sucking on your clit, you felt your orgasm building—and fast. You continued fucking yourself on his fingers and tongue, applying more and more pressure in an effort to chase your high.

“I’m gonna-" Your breath caught in your throat for a moment before you were panting, thanks to Theo’s fingers finally speeding up.

“Mmm,” you groaned, pulling at his hair again. “Shit, I need to sit down.” You bent down so that you were sitting cross-legged on the floor of the shower and Theo joined you.

You couldn’t ignore that he was half-hard again and lazily touching himself. “Let me.” You reached over, but before you could take his cock into your hands, you stopped. “If that’s okay. Are you still too sensitive for me to touch you?”

“It’s a little soon, but I should be good to go. I don’t think I’m as hard as I’d normally be, so maybe you wanna help me out?” He smirked at you.

“Gladly.” You kneeled in front of him and took his cock into your hand at last. He was definitely not fully hard, but hopefully some strokes of your hand would help.

You jerked him a few times and he slid his eyes shut to try and focus on the feeling. With his vision preoccupied, you bent down and licked at his head.

He bit his lip and a low rumble left his throat. “Fuck, is this really happening?”

You closed your mouth around his entire head for just a second, then pulled off of him. “Is what happening?” you asked teasingly.

“Are you really sucking my dick again?”

“It would appear so.” You ran your tongue around his tip as you looked into his eyes while feigning innocence.

“Feels like h—" You took him into your mouth again. “Heaven. Mmm.” His hand was in your hair now, just stroking through it softly. You could tell he was aching to push your head down to take more of him.

You pulled off and told him, “You can do it.”

"Huh?"

You thought for a moment, then decided to say, “Make me choke on your big cock.”

It was like something switched in him as soon you’d said it and your mouth was back on him. He pushed you down so fast you nearly did choke. But he didn’t push you down all the way and when he helped you bob your head up and down, he was actually gentle and slow.

“It’s gotta feel good for both of us,” he remarked.

You just smiled up at him, not wanting to take him out of your mouth again to speak. You were actually grateful he only went a little ways into your mouth because, while you had enjoyed taking him all the way earlier, you wanted to be able to suck him off properly and you didn’t want your jaw to be too sore.

You bobbed your head up and down while you jerked off the rest of him with your hand. You made no effort to keep quiet, figuring he’d probably enjoy the wet sounds of you slurping around him.

You stopped bobbing for a moment to just run your tongue over him, then you hummed around him, delighting in the moan that he let out.

He continued stroking your hair and with his other hand, he reached down and started playing with his balls.

You pushed his hand away and moved your mouth off of him to run your tongue along one of his balls before sucking what you could fit of it into your mouth. It pulsed hotly against your tongue, so you returned your mouth to his cock.

“I’m gonna cum soon,” he warned you. “Can I do it in your mouth?”

You nodded, trying to take him in a little more so his cum would make it back to your throat. Seven or eight bobs later, he was cumming down your throat with a cry of your name and a short string of expletives. His grip on your hair softened, but he continued to stroke his hands through your locks.

He had a dazed smile on his face. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” You smiled back and straddled him, leaning forward to kiss him. When you pulled away, you opened your mouth to speak but you felt shy, so you closed it again.

“What is it?” He cupped your cheek and rubbed his thumb along your skin.

You pursed your lips. “You just look really cute like this.”

"Naked?"

You snorted. “No. Well, yes, but I meant like with your hair all wet and…happy. You look happy. It’s adorable.”

He blushed. “I don’t wanna be adorable.”

“You’re sexy and adorable. And right now, probably sleepy. Let’s finish showering and get to bed.” You stood up and helped him to stand as well, then you guys got to work at washing up.

You were washing the soap from your body as best as you could with Theo clung to your back, leaving kisses along your upper back, shoulders, and neck. It made you chuckle.

'What?" he asked.

“I feel like you’re never gonna let me leave. You’ve got so much energy.”

He swallowed the response he wanted to say and told you it was just because you were so pretty he couldn’t resist, moving his lips back to your neck so you wouldn’t press the topic any further.

A few minutes later, you shut the water off. Theo stepped out first and retrieved some towels for you guys. He held one out to wrap you in it before drying off his chest and wrapping the towel around his waist.

“It’s a shame,” you remarked.

"What is?"

“That.” You pointed to his lower half. “You’re all covered up now.”

“So are you.” He tugged at the edge of your towel playfully, but it wasn’t enough to pull it away from you.

You thought for a second and then lowered the towel to tie it around your waist like him, your breasts now exposed again. “There, you still get some of me.”

“And you’ve got some of me. Didn’t you say my body was sexy earlier? And that was before you saw my dick.”

“Mmm, all of you is sexy.” You walked closer to him and made out like you were going to kiss him on the lips before you actually kissed his neck and put a hand to his chest. You ached to run a finger over his nipple to tease him, but you digressed, clearing your throat. “Our clothes are still back in your room.”

“Hmm, you’re right. I’ll be right back.” He pecked you on the lips and slipped out of the bathroom, returning a few minutes later.

“What took you so long?” You chuckled.

“I couldn’t find your underwear at first. They were tangled up in the blanket somewhere.” He held said garment in the air so you couldn’t reach them.

You reached up, but he was too tall and kept moving it out of your reach. You smirked, reaching a hand under his towel to grab his cock lightly. “Give me them or I’ll get you worked up again and we’ll never leave this room.”

He relented. “As much as I’d want that to be a reality, we should get some rest and I also don’t want us to get caught. The guys would tease us to no end.” He lowered his arm and you snatched your underwear from him, quickly putting them on before he tried to pull anything else.

He was about to hand you the dark blue pair of boxers that you’d been wearing earlier. It had been so innocent a few hours ago, despite them being a pair of his underwear, though now it felt much dirtier, but you liked it. Instead of grabbing the blue pair from him, you bent down to the floor to retrieve the black ones he’d been wearing earlier.

“What are you—oh. You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” If you hadn’t been worried you’d get caught, the way his voice lowered a few octaves would have gotten you to break and give in again.

“Mmm, well, your big, hard, wet cock was just in these recently. Maybe I am a dirty girl.” You licked the front of the underwear. “Mmm, the smell alone makes me want to get on my knees and have you rail me.”

He chuckled. “I guess we’re both insatiable. Next time,” he said against your lips. Mostly for his sake. You’d be the end of him. “I need to be good.” He slipped his boxers and sweatpants on and ran a towel through his hair. He kept his shirt off for you, at least while the two of you were still in the bathroom.

You put your clothes on begrudgingly. You’d never been so horny and clingy like this. You weren’t sure deep down if it was because you liked the attention, craved it because you were no longer getting it from someone else. Would you have still been like this if it had been anyone else but Theo? Vehemently, you knew your answer was a no and you shook your head without even thinking.

“What?” he asked.

You shook your head again. “Nothing.”

He dried your hair with the towel for you. “Do you want to blow dry it too?”

"Sure."

It was quiet as he plugged in the hairdryer and started making his way through your hair. His hands were gentle as he dried your hair and ran a comb through it. It was quite relaxing and he started humming.

“That feels nice.”

"Yeah?"

You nodded. “Mhm. Feels like a spa.”

He chuckled. “We could do a face mask, if you want.” He was half serious.

“We’ve been in here kind of a while. I don’t want any of the guys to get suspicious, especially if they need to use the bathroom.” You turned around. “Plus, your skin’s already perfect enough. You don’t need to use one.” You cupped his cheek and leaned in to lay a kiss on it.

He smiled sheepishly. “Thanks, I guess.”

“Do you want me to do your hair for you?”

He nodded with a smile on his face and you got to work. His hair was really soft and you couldn’t help but run your hands through it under the guise of “styling” it, even long after it was fully dry.

“Thought we didn’t have time for a spa day,” he remarked, but by his voice, you could tell he loved the extra time and attention from you.

“Mmm,” you hummed. “Just getting some more time with you while there’s more privacy.”

He hummed back. “I think we’ll be okay. Keeho is probably still dead asleep.” He brought you closer so he could kiss you.

For how many times you both said that you should get back to Theo and Keeho’s room, you were finding every reason to delay just that. You two made out again for what felt like five or ten minutes. It was full of passion and it definitely had your blood pumping double time, but you were both kind of tapped out sexually at this point. You definitely felt a yearning for him, a desire to be close to him, but it was like the atmosphere had changed. All the passion and desire and rawness was still there, but it was somehow different. Despite all the sinful, desperate noises you were both making, there was a purity about these kisses that was a lot different than ones you had shared earlier.

“Mmm,” you breathed into his mouth, pulling away for some air. He only moved his kisses to your neck. “We’re crazy,” you joked.

“I know,” he said honestly into the space where your neck and shoulder met. Was he insatiable, especially when it came to you? Yes. But the real reason he was clinging so hard to keeping this night going was because he felt like after tonight, when you both went back to his room and went to sleep, whatever this was that had happened between you would end.

“My neck is so purple,” you said upon seeing what you looked like in the mirror.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “Let me get you something to cover it up. Stay here for a minute.”

It only surprised you a little that he had coverup. He was an idol after all. You figured you wouldn’t mention it to him, but he must have sensed that you were curious.

“You’re wondering why I’m so good at this?” he asked.

“A little,” you chuckled.

“Fans go crazy over every little detail. It’s like we have to be perfect and any little blemish or scratch gets talked about online. You’re clumsy and hit your neck one time and it looks like a hickey. I got enough shit from the guys, let alone the fans. And it wasn’t even a hickey.” He turned you by the chin so that he could have better access. “Although, in full transparency, I’ve also had to cover up real hickies too.” He laughed.

“Oh? I guess I should have left some on you then.”

“Next time,” he said.

There had been several mentions of a next time from both of you and he sure hoped to God that there would be more times with you. Even just once more.

“I’ll take you up on that offer,” you purred.

“I’ll see to it that you do,” he responded back with a similarly sensual tone. He finished with your neck and blew on it gently. “To help it settle in better,” he said with a wink.

“You just can’t stay away from my neck.”

“True,” he said. “Your carriage awaits, m’lady.” He held his hand out to you.

You took it and let him lead you back to his bedroom, where Keeho was still very much asleep. It didn’t even look like he’d moved an inch and you could still hear music blaring from his headphones. How he could get to sleep with that racket was a mystery to you. But luckily for you and Theo, he was able to sleep through the noise.

You guys were about to get back into bed when Theo finally noticed you were holding your bra in your hand. “Oh, you’re not gonna wear it?”

You shook your head, smiling. “Nope. I mean, there’s no point now. I was wearing it earlier, of course, because I’d only sleep without it when I’m in bed alone or sharing it with…um, you know, someone I’m dating.” You were quick to add in, “Or intimate with. So, no point now that you’ve seen it all. Would you prefer that I put it back on?” you teased.

“Never.” He took it from your hands and put it in the top drawer of his dresser. “So he doesn’t see it lying around somewhere and wonder why you aren’t wearing it,” he answered when you looked at him surprised. “I honestly don’t think he’d pay that much attention to even notice, but better safe than sorry. Let’s get in bed.”

He let you slide in first before getting in after you. He was very attentive in making sure you were comfortable and that you were well tucked in. Then he told you good night and gave you one last kiss.

It didn’t go unnoticed by you that his hand settled around your waist right away and pulled you a little closer to him. His strong chest was right up against your back and you knew it would have looked obvious to anyone else that something had happened between you two, or that you wanted it to, but you couldn’t will yourself to move away from him. It felt comfortable, safe, to be close to Theo. Did the fact that you two had had sex mean that he’d ask you out? It wasn’t a guarantee, but the longer the night went on, the fonder you grew of the idea. And maybe you weren’t totally certain you were ready for a new boyfriend yet, but the way Theo made you feel made it clear to you that it was at least worth a try.

[shveris]

my jjk headcanons, part 4

some of these can be seen as modern!au AND canon universe things

part 1

part 2

part 3

when yuuji cries, it rains blood/red water (???) in sukuna’s inner domain

shoko can handle human bodies without issues but animal bodies? she tears up every time without fail

languages satoru is fluent in, besides japanese: english, korean, mandarin. he can also hold simple conversations in spanish, portuguese, italian, german, russian and ukrainian. he’s not sure if he should give french a try (because 1. it sounds awful, 2. it’s a difficult language, 3. he’s made too many “i hate the french” jokes and he’d feel low-key embarrassed if he ends up speaking it)

in addition to the hc above, satoru also regularly gets really confused about kanji & hanzi (iykyk, someone please end my suffering)

modern!au yuuji uploads song covers on niconico & youtube because gege said yuuji has the best singing voice + it’s canon that he likes to sing. his most popular uploads are deep coma, overdose, odoriko and asu no yozora shoukaihan

click the song names to get redirected to youtube in case you don’t know any of these

he’s an awful rapper though so whenever there’s rap parts, he makes sukuna record them since their voices sound almost the same

megumi cannot sleep unless it’s completely and utterly dark in his room. no LEDs, no lights coming through his blinds, no nothing. when he gets fed up with all the light sources, he just disappears into his shadow and sleeps in there

modern!au satoru can play a dozen of instruments (canon satoru can’t because his clan deemed learning those things as unnecessary for the holder of the six eyes)

modern!au sukuna would make those “cooking because murder is illegal” tiktoks

it’s a coping mechanism he copied from his twin because yuuji bakes when he’s in a bad mind space

suguru keeps a plethora of house plants and they’re all thriving (his place looks like a jungle)

satoru names his pets & suguru’s most used cursed spirits after characters from his fav movies & shows (click here for a more detailed post i did for this a while back)

sukuna can take control over yuuji’s reflections and shadows (non-shamans can’t see it though)

sukuita twins in modern!au would be the same height until they hit 12 — sukuna gets a growth spurt because he eats his veggies. around 17 yuuji’s suddenly taller than him and he’s just “????!!!!”

adding onto that (cuz i love twins!au): sukuna buys lots of kirby merch because it reminds him of yuuji — he would never loudly admit it though. he just puts it in yuuji’s room and doesn’t talk about it ever

suguru has lots of things twice because shoko and satoru tend to accidentally buy him the same things for his birthday

shoko knows how to play the ukulele. it started out as a joke but she’s actually really good at it. she rickrolls people when asked to play something

modern!au sashisu would be like the plastics

suguru and shoko used to roll their cigs (it’s cheaper) until they befriended satoru. he uses his family’s assets very well by financing all their nicotine addictions

satoru only smokes cigs with those balls inside the filter — you have to break them before smoking — because they taste sweet(er). he dislikes the ones with menthol though

[katsusno1wife]

Meeting you.

probably a lot of spelling mistakes :/

When he met you, he saved your pretty greenhouse from getting ruined. He thought you was the most beautiful woman to exist, your face stayed in his mind relentlessly for a long long time, filling the quiet walks of his late night patrols.

Until a few weeks later, he was placing through usual post that consisted of panties marriage proposals, new products, merchandise etc.

His hands froze when he saw a pretty handmade letter made by you, his heart skipped a beat, “thank you so much for saving my greenhouse, you are very kind Dynamight, you always have free flowers at my shop.” He looked in awe, has anybody ever called him kind?

she didn’t say about looks, about his hero status, “kind”, you think he is kind?

The next day he’s in need for flowers, of course nothing to do with the fact that he hasn’t got you out of his mind.

He entires the shop after his shift, finally experiencing the floral sent he’s been thinking off for weeks now and he lets out a breath he feels like he had stuck in his lungs. A soft voice was mumbling along to whatever song was playing on the radio behind the counter, he builds up the courage to call out a gruff “hello”, immediately he hears a “one second” and you come running out, hair a mess with dirt on your cheek with a shovel in your hand, now Bakugou has models throwing themselves at him regularly, nonetheless, you are truly the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his whole life.

“Oh Dyanamight” you squeal when seeing him, suddenly getting embarrassed about your unruly appearance, “you’ve caught me at a bad time” you say flustered. a pause beats between you as he’s still looking at you in awe. He musters out a “you’re good”, instantly kicking himself at his stupid response.

You smile “so are you here for my thank you gift?”

that smile. that carefree warm smile. He can feel his lips turning up, his body unconsciously reacting to the girl infront of him.

“Yeah”

He’s going to need a lot of flowers before he asks you out.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Recently found your writing, and I love it!

Will you please write for the boys having a bad day/panic attack, and their s/o loves to sing, so they sing them a lullaby/quiet song to soothe them? I especially want to see Horrortale Sans reaction, I adore how you write him. Thanks in advance, xoxo

Undertale Sans - He slowly calms down, but he's still tense. Even though it's way better than what it used to be, Sans still has bad nightmares sometimes. He simply focuses on your voice and nuzzles against you until he feels safe again to fall back asleep. He's thankful.

Undertale Papyrus - He immediately breaks down and apologizes. He doesn't even know why. It's rare when Papyrus shows vulnerability, but he can't avoid having bad days all the time. He's glad you're there and the singing is definitely helping him to calm down. He simply hugs you close and refuses to let go.

Underswap Sans - He rolls his eyes at you, but he's smiling so you know even if he's playing big and tough right now, it's actually working. Blue doesn't express his feelings that much, so he's kinda glad you noticed. He calms down quite quickly.

Underswap Papyrus - It definitely helps as Honey suffers from severe anxiety and can go into a panic attack at any time. He cuddles on your lap and calms down as you sing, focusing on your voice. He's very silent in those moments, as he's so tired when it happens. It's not rare he just breaks down hearing you sing either.

Underfell Sans - He usually pushes you away, the only exception being after loud noises that send him into a panic attack. After being stuck under a cave in for a whole week Underground, Red is terrified of loud noises and can even hurt himself trying to hide during a crisis. Your singing helps him to distract himself from the noise, and he's focusing on you to calm down, to the point you even manage to keep him calm during big storms, preventing panic attacks. Red is very thankful for this.

Underfell Papyrus - It doesn't look like it's affecting him, but it's just a facade. He is still tense, but he appreciates the gesture and it actually helps him to think more rationally about what's bothering him. Edge tends to think things are worse than they are actually, and sometimes, just a little help to distance himself is all he needs. Plus added to that, he's usually really sweet after these types of crises as he doesn't want his bitterness to affect you.

Horrortale Sans - He's a hard one. It depends on which state of your relationship you are in. In the beginning, even singing won't soothe him when he's having a crisis as he's completely dissociating and even dangerous. But as time passes, you can see he's making big efforts to focus on your voice. It's not always working as some panic attacks are stronger than others, but you manage to bring him back with the smallest ones. And as time passes and your bond grows stronger, he's listening more and more to you and it's a little easier to reach him every time, to the point you can sometimes hear him sing your songs all alone to calm himself down. It definitely makes a big difference.

Horrortale Papyrus - It definitely helps as well. At first, he's a bit awkward when you start singing, but as time passes, he melts more and more against you, trying to relax. He still has a hard time doing that, but he tries to focus his breathing on the beat of your songs or your heartbeat to calm down. It happens regularly it helps him to talk about what's wrong because Willow has a bad habit of burying all of his feelings until it breaks him.

Swapfell Sans - It's complicated for him to accept to show any kind of vulnerability, but he's getting better and better at it. He doesn't even know how you can tell he's having a bad day as he usually doesn't even complain since Nox feels like all the bad happening to him is justified because of what he did Underground. He's still learning to let go, and your singing helps him a lot to open up a little more about what he feels. Don't expect him to talk openly about his feelings, but little glimpses here and there, more and more often, show he's starting to heal and trust. He needs your singing to sleep as well, as he struggles with this a lot.

Swapfell Papyrus - Even if he appreciates the gesture, it's not enough to get him to relax. Rus is way too agitated when he's not feeling well and he doesn't feel like opening up to anyone. A bad habit he kept from the Underground. It's funny since he's a pretty open guy usually, but he just hates talking about these things, especially when it's touching a little too much from his old addictions. He can get defensive very quickly and prefers to be alone.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Another tough one. Wine will get offended if you sing to try to calm him. He doesn't want to be calm, and he doesn't want to talk to you, so piss off. When Wine is not feeling good, he doesn't want anyone close and will end up hurting his family if they insist too much. He doesn't need your help, your pity, or your singing. Leave him alone, he will deal with his feelings eventually.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - When he gets in a relationship, Coffee trusts his S/O 100%, and knowing when he needs help to calm down is really appreciated. Coffee struggles a lot to show when he's in distress, and an S/O who can tell when he needs help is more than he can ask. He's melting in your arms every time you start to sing and clings to you until he feels better. He's so glad you're here with him. How did he live before?

[cutephlegm]

haii buddy

could you make headcannons for how the dn guys (matt, mello, L, aiber) would act as your boyfriend? :3

Of course! Also adding Light!

My Death note boyfriend headcannons ⋆｡°✩

Light:

- His love languages are giving gifts and physical touch.

- Will plan date nights to the most expensive restaurants he can find in the area for big occasions. 

- Buys you overpriced jewellery for your birthday/anniversary/Christmas/etc…

- If you’re having a problem, he will insist to help you solve it and do so as logically as he can.

- Likewise, if you were studying, he would help you revise your studies by making flashcards for you.

- Smells like expensive cologne.

- Overexplains things to you if you don't understand them.

- Very passionate about his hobbies/career and makes that known to you by talking about it A LOT.

L:

- His love languages are words of affirmation and quality time.

- Let’s you talk to him about any issues you’re having and listens attentively throughout.

- Enjoys playing chess with you, if you don’t play then he’ll insist on teaching you.

- His grammar through texting is meticulous.

- Tries to help you cut out any bad habits you have, eg; smoking, drinking, etc…

- He loves having thoughtful and meaningful conversations with you, and always asks for your advice on something before he makes a decision.

- He’s very afraid of you getting hurt, makes sure not to include you in any of his investigations for that reason.

- Spends a lot of time working on his investigations, doesn’t get to see you as often as he’d like to.

- When he does see you, he doesn’t enjoy going out, would much rather plan an activity at home.

- Enjoys cooking and baking! Will cook you your favourite meal and bake sweet treats for you to eat while he is working.

- Very keen to learn more about you, often asks you loads of questions.

- Texts you frequently while he is working to check up on you.

- He zones out and thinks about you when he’s running errands/working.

- He sometimes has very strange cravings.

Mello:

- His love languages are acts of service and giving gifts.

- He will take you out on bike rides to abandoned places he finds + you have a few spots you regularly go to together.

- VERY dry texter (Replies to your texts with just y? or k.)

- Buys you WAYY too many gifts, if you tell him you like the look of something he would have bought it for you by the next day.

- Secretly very overprotective over you.

- You’re set as the lock screen to his phone/computer.

- He occasionally pulls all nighters with you.

- Likes it when you surprise him with chocolate + sweets.

- Deep down, he get’s very jealous over you but tries his hardest to hide it.

- Listens to metal + owns TONS of band shirts.

- You bond over the bands and music you listen to.

- Knows how to play the guitar + Learns songs for you.

- Smells like Gasoline.

Matt:

- The chill boyfriend archetype.

- His love language is quality time and physical touch.

- He LOVES I repeat LOVES when you are interested in the same things as him!

- You bond by playing video games and occasionally taking smoking breaks.

- He encourages you to talk about your nerdy interests with him + shares his own.

- Likewise, he makes an effort to learn about said interests when you’re not around to impress you.

- Knows loads of niche internet slang.

- Knows how to code, would code a cute happy birthday message for you.

- He’s very tech savvy, therefore would help you out if you were having a problem with any of your devices.

- If you smoke, he will always light your cigarette for you, especially if you can’t light it yourself.

- He secretly has a collection of rare lighters + rare cigarettes.

- If you were to get into a confrontation with someone, he’d try to diffuse it with comedy.

- He has a soft spot for romcoms.

- He uses emoticons when texting you.

- Takes time out of his day to randomly text you.

- Encourages you to wear his clothes.

- If he sees something he thinks you’d like he would definitely buy it for you.

- You both have LOADSSS of inside jokes together.

- Tries to get on well with your friends.

- Massive night owl.

[kipobipo]

I would like to take a moment to discuss Benson and his trauma for a moment

The first and most obvious is the fact that he lost his original family (wether that was bio parents, siblings, or just members of his group who were raising him is unclear) and was left to fend for himself on the surface as a young child. Now this is not a new situation for the characters in kataow. The whole show literally revolves around Kipo ending up along on their surface and separated from her family. Additionally Wolf and Hugo both also experience being separated from family and made to fend for themselves on the surface. However out of all these characters Benson seems to receive the least sympathy and concern from the rest of the team.

Of course one key difference in his backstory that separates him from characters like Wolf and Hugo is that unlike them he made an ally and friend pretty early into his time alone. He couldn’t have been more than 10 when he met dave which is pretty young to be in your own especially is you are (as I assume benson was) used to having an adult around to care for you. While dave was able to in some capacity take care of benson like a parental figure (as old dave, buff dave, and dave dave) he is also regularly not able to do that (as teen dave, toddler dave, and baby dave). This would have essentially made Benson, a very young child who until recent did have an adult to watch him, be forced into the role of a part time parent. I know dave isn’t exactly the same as a human baby but as we see in the show he would still have cried (potentially altering dangerous mutes to their location) needed to be fed, wandered off the way a toddler does and most importantly be rendered unable to protect or care for child Benson. Half of the time Benson would have been a child alone on the surface having to survive while also raising and taking care of the equivalent to a baby/small child. Even at age 16 we see him acting as the main caretaker of Dave in his younger forms.

I’m fact benson does a lot of being a caretaker throughout the show. He shows kipo ratland to cheer her up, he keeps her secret about being part mute, he runs after Wolf when she gets upset about kipo being part mute. When kipo transforms into the mega jaguar for the forest time and accidentally dislocates his shoulder he plays off his pain and injury as not a big deal so she won’t feel bad or guilty about it. When his backpack gets knocked into the gold along with kipo’s anchor he starts crying and later when kipo transformed and gets stuck he blames himself for the situation never once taking the time to mourn the loss of his personal items that were also lost.

So we have a young boy who has been placed in a caretaking role from a very young age in dangerous and hostile world. One where he has to avoid being eaten, starving to death, freezing to death, dehydration, and being kidnapped and sold to scarelemage all while being a part time parent from the ages of 10-16. AND THEN to top it all off Kipo (and the fandom) doesn’t ever seem to fully include him in the found family. Kipo calls wolf her sister within the first day of knowing her but never refers to benson as family I’m that way. When song gets transformed back kipo calls wolf to join in the family group hug but not benson. This kid takes care of everyone around him but is rarely shown that same care and it just makes me so sad. He may be the oldest in the group but he’s still just a teenager.

[crazylittlejester]

I need to know. Would Modern au Wars be a swiftie?

In my heart I think he is and Twilight gives him shit for it, but has been caught humming one of her songs whilst doing housework or something.

(I love your modern Au)

yeah I think he’d listen to some of her older stuff, like 2014 era (Shake It Off kinda stuff) which Twi can’t say shit about because he too craves the nostalgic 2014 pop music. Wars listens to a lot of music from the shows he’s in, old stuff he skated to, Britney Spears, Sabrina Carpenter, and also Lady Gaga (Just Dance got banned FAST because he and Wild go a Little too hard whenever a Lady Gaga song is involved and last time they BOTH ended up hurting themselves because they act like their future depends on their game score. because this is what happens when you take two highly competitive retired skaters who both suffered bad injuries who also used to view each other at rivals, there is no friendly competition it’s all life or death /j). Wars also regularly cries in his car to Mitski and Hozier because he IS sad and also gay /hj and he will not be caught DEAD crying in his room, no thank you

now SKY is the real swiftie if it’s any of them, and Wars and Twi are a bit suspicious because they have no idea because he just hasn’t said anything, but Sky does know the lyrics a little to well for a guy who just “listens to it when its on the radio” or “whenever my gf plays it in her car”

ALSO IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE AU :) theyre my sillies aldkkdkd :3