#but everyone thats dead forgets

[bidaryl]

the thing about twd fic dying off around s6/s7 is that plot lines and characters beyond that are barely incorporated and included so now we're forever stuck reading about fucking negan being the biggest baddest killer to ever walk the earth and the whisperers and reapers and governors are left in the dust. for once i just wanna read about negan being the Alexandria Outcast: Hated By Most, Needed By Some, and let alpha or the fucking commonwealth be the monster at the end of the story. please

[xxplastic-cubexx]

it doesnt need to be said but its genuinely so funny how at-the-hip charles and erik are in krakoa like they really had the green light- the OBLIGATION- to be as obnoxiously close to each other as possible and abused that right to the fullest extent

[passerinesoncaffeine]

the irony of one the first main things established about omori as a character is that he's known for his great memory as if he hasn't lost the entire fucking plot repeatedly for years.

like he has a great memory!! if you don't take into account He's Actually The God Of Repression.

[yamikawaii]

theres just something about being inherently unworthy of love

[phagodyke]

genuinely so devastating to finish my flcl rewatch and pull up the tumblr tag confident that everyone else is also down cataclysmic for haruko and posting abt it but *crickets*

[skeletons-in-ur-closet]

this isnt the account for this i KNOW but jjk just ended and it was the worst thing ive ever read oh my daysssss

[trans-leek-cookie]

"gege was a bad writer bc Gojo" "Gege was a good writer u all just were obsessed with Gojo"

Me who is still pissed about the treatment of disability in the story

[Image Description: A screenshot from the JJK anime, when Geto is looking at Toji's worm curse. Geto looks absolutely furious. The picture is almost entirely red and black, and cropped to only focus on his expression.]

[arolesbianism]

I have been playing beastieball and first of all very good game second of all smth smth Olivia Broussard

[hqmillioncorn]

And Three Heads are a Dream Team!!

“Well, it looks like it's us two again!” Babycorn gently ribbed Rebena’s sides. “We get teamed up a lot huh?!” It was more like whenever Rebena happened to be around he was always the first to volunteer to accompany Babycorn.  Besides Cherrypit of course. As they walked along, a question that had been burning in Rebena’s came to a boil. “So uh, did you and Butter finally get together?” It was at that very moment he realized it made no sense to ask that question. Babycorn had no idea who he was! If she put two and two together his identity would be revealed. “ACTUALLY forget what I said-!” Babycorn wasn’t sure why Rebena was panicking. “Together?” She tilted her head, confused. “We do a lot of stuff together!! So yeah! We’re together a lots!” Babycorn thought for a second. ' “I think last time he was sick though…He was getting all red in the face…” Poor guy. “Yeah.” Rebena sighed. “Poor guy…”

ffxiv write day 30: two heads are better than one

if two heads are good then the power of three heads can solve any and all problems ever!!

of course....really its just two heads if you think about it.

“Know where going?” 

Cherrypit laid down on his sister’s head for a better view of where they were heading. Things unfortunately weren’t looking too great for the Starsinger siblings. 

Not only were they in a city they didn’t recognize, they were also in an entirely different world. So all hope of finding at least one place they recognized was off the table.

On the bright side there was no one here that would recognize them. So there was no danger of running into someone that was still mad at them for something they had done in the past. 

Babycorn shook her head and sat down on the ground she was standing on. “Well. I have no idea where we are.” It was probably time to throw in the towel and just admit she was lost. 

Vertical did it all the time and everything always turned out fine for her. 

In fact Vertical had gotten lost earlier too and found her way back after hours of walking around. 

The only difference was that Babycorn had wandered out in the middle of the night.

…At least she was told it was nighttime. 

Her nightly journey had been In search of a tasty snack. It was a very important quest. The Crystal Exarch had made the Crystarium sound so magical and wonderful that there was no doubt in Babycorn’s mind that it was also full of yummy things to eat.  

Surely they had to be out there but just not in the places her and Cherrypit had been looking.

They didn’t know it but somehow they had managed to walk themselves all the way to the Crystalline Mean. Thankfully there had been someone watching them from the very beginning, just in case something went wrong. 

Babycorn sighed, “I don’t even know the name of the place we’re sleeping at…” All she knew is that the name started with a letter and there was a really nice Elezen standing at a table always ready to lead them to their room. 

“There, there.” Cherrypit gave his sister three pats on her head, hoping that would make her feel a little better. It always worked for him. 

Suddenly, Babycorn heard a couple of steps heading towards her, from right behind her. 

In these kinds of situations she already knew she could never act fast enough in case it was an ambush. Which is why she and Cherrypit had always agreed that he would be the first to act and that usually involved jumping at whoever was sneaking up on them and biting them like an attack dog.

Cherrypit growled and leapt off his sister’s head. “Go ‘way!!” He bared his teeth and got ready to bite down as hard as he could. But the strangest thing happened–he felt himself come to a complete stop in the middle of the air. 

“Wuah?” He retracted his sharp teeth and wiggled his arms in the air. Had he done this? Cherrypit looked up and noticed that someone was actually holding him up by his shirt. It was actually kind of fun. 

By now Babycorn had successfully sprung into action and after seeing her brother being suspended in the air by a stranger she didn’t know, or couldn’t see, she got angry. “Hey! Put my brother down you meanie!!” Babycorn charged at the stranger but tripped over her own foot on the first step.

“Owie…” Babycorn fell flat on her face. 

When she looked up, there was a hand reaching out towards her. The harsh light from the sky was almost blinding. But for some reason Babycorn felt like she could trust whoever was helping her up, it was a weird feeling. Without wasting a second she took the hand and was pulled back up. 

Then she was (almost) face to face with someone she had seen a little earlier. 

“Hey!” Babycorn gasped, “You’re Rebena!!” That was the lalafell she and Cherrypit had first met when they arrived to this new world. He was the one who led them to where the rest of her friends had landed, since they landed on top of a tree a bit aways from the others. “Hi! It’s me Babycorn! Do you remember me?!” It was always nice to see a familiar face. 

Especially if they were nice.

Rebena dropped Cherrypit to the ground and adjusted the hat on his head. “Y-Yeah…I remember you.” He tried looking away, nervously wringing his hands together. “Nice to see you again…” While his true identity was actually a future version of Cherrypit he was managing to hide it well, keeping the most damning evidence hidden by a tuft of hair covering half of his face. 

His nervousness however, was a little harder to hide. Thankfully Babycorn wasn’t too observant. Cherrypit could feel something was a little off, but that’s about all he could do. 

“Nice to see you too-!” Babycorn smiled. She stood perfectly still as she let Cherrypit climb back on top of her head. If she had bothered to open her eyes she would have noticed the dirty look the lalafell across from her was giving her brother. “I like your hat by the way! I have one just like it!”

“Is that so?” That wasn’t a coincidence. “I-”

Babycorn suddenly let out a shrill scream. Which made Rebena jump, a little higher than the average lalafell. “I-Is everything okay?!” Rebena worriedly asked. He watched as Babycorn began to pace from one side to another.

“Oooh If I don’t get back before everyone wakes up Lunya is gonna get really worried!” Ever since they arrived here Lunya had been acting so strange. Babycorn didn’t want to upset Lunya any more than she already was. On the bright side, at least it didn’t get dark or scary here. 

Well. Maybe it got scary. Just not dark. 

Rebena watched in silence as Babycorn paced back and forth, over and over, mumbling worst case scenarios to herself. There was something about Andres throwing her overboard a ship in there somewhere. He was unsure where the ship came in but at this point he felt he had to step in. 

He held his hand out toward Babycorn, “I can um, take you back if you want help…?” 

“Do you know where we were staying?” Babycorn sniffled. She was no help in that regard. Her mind was drawing a total blank, though she was pretty confident she would be able to point it out if she saw it. 

Rebena nodded, a rare smile crossed his face. “Of course! You’re staying at the Pendants. The Crystal Exarch told me so.” The Crystal Exarch had told him zip. He had been watching Babycorn since her arrival here from the rooftops the entire time. “Besides–it's like the only inn we have here. So that’s gotta be it.” 

Babycorn hummed in thought. The name did sound a little familiar. Eventually she nodded, accepting Rebena’s offer. “That sounds right I think!” Cherrypit also nodded in agreement, tapping the top of Babycorn’s head excitedly. 

Rebena couldn;t have cared any less about what Cherrypit was doing so he just focused on Babycorn.  “Right! Just follow me! I know this city like the back of both my hands.” At this point he knew he was supposed to turn around and start leading Babycorn through the city but there was a fleeting thought in his head that she would disappear once he looked away. 

‘She’s here. She’s not going anywhere. You’ll make sure of that.’

“Hmm?” Babycorn blinked, over and over. Was something going on? “Rebena? Is everything okay?” 

That was enough to snap Rebena out of his worry spiral. “FIne! I’m fiiiiiine!” He tried his best to wave Babycorn’s worries aside. “Here just follow me and we’ll get to the Pendants in no time!” All he had to do was make sure that his dolls kept their eyes on Babycorn when he couldn’t. Easy peasy. 

“You got it!” Babycorn skipped behind Rebena as he walked forward. The journey back had only just begun when her eyes caught sight of something. Rebena had a huge braid of hair! Much bigger and longer than her’s! “Oh!” She had a great idea. Babycorn grabbed the end of Rebena’s braid, just to make sure they wouldn’t get separated. 

Rebena usually hated people grabbing onto his hair. A lot of people tended to get his attention that way, and they would usually end up with his hair getting pulled. 

But, this was nice. It was like he was playing with his sister again. Getting into trouble with all the people way bigger than them. Even if he was the only one who knew what was going on. 

As they walked along Babycorn felt her stomach make a funny noise again. That reminded her! “Wait! Before we go back can we find a snack first?” All that walking around had made her even hungrier than she’d been before. “Snack! Snack!” Cherrypit repeated. He hadn’t been walking but he was also hungry.

“Sure!” Rebena wasn’t sure where they could stop but maybe they could stop by one of the stores to get candy or something. As much candy as they could take! So much so that they would get sick off it! 

The small little fantasy in his head came to an end when Rebena realized that Babycorn had no reason to invite him into their room to eat. He wasn’t her Cherrypit, just like she wasn’t his Babycorn. 

As the group turned to enter the Rookery, Babycorn and Cherrypit stared all over. They had gotten a tour of this area before, when they had first arrived, but it still looked as amazing as ever. Especially with the bird-like animals that they had never seen anything like before. 

Then, Babycorn smelled it, the distinct smell of something she could eat!

Without wasting literally any time she took off running in the direction of the food. Of course she let off of Rebena’s braid before running off. Otherwise she would have pulled him along and Babycorn knew more than anyone how much getting your hair pulled hurt. 

As soon as Rebena felt his braid hit his back he knew his worst fear had partially come true. “Babycorn?!” He could still sense her presence nearby but not being able to actually see her was a little bit terrifying. “Where did you go?!” 

Apparently it was not that far away really. 

It took almost less than a second for Rebena to notice Babycorn’s legs sticking out of a bag of amaro feed. Cherrypit was digging around a much smaller bag but Rebena couldn’t have cared less about him. 

In a panic, Rebena ran over to where Babycorn was busy eating. “What are you DOING?!”  As quickly as he could, he used his telepathic powers to turn the bag of feed over, making sure that Babycorn was the only thing to fall out. “Oof!” She fell onto the ground, a mouthful of feed still in her mouth. 

 “That’s food for the amaros!!” Rebena exclaimed. He was so grateful that there weren’t too many people around. Only a few amaros had been witnesses to what Babycorn had done. 

Babycorn looked around, confused. Then she stood up and put her hand in the bag of feed again. When she pulled her arm back out there was a handful of feed trickling from her hand. “Wan’ smome?” She asked with her mouth full. 

Silly her had forgotten rule number one of eating. Always share with other people. 

Rebena sighed and shook his head. There were tears in his eyes and a smile on his face. 

“Yeah. Sure.” 

He might as well. 

The Pendants were practically in sight now but it was still a little ways away. The trip so far, aside from the amaro incident, had been relatively peaceful. Rebena found it nice. 

It sort of felt like the time he and Babycorn had explored Ishgard for the first time. He remembered that Babycorn seemed to be a rush back then, walking quickly from place to place. It must have been the cold that had them in such a rush. That must have been it.

Something else he also remembered was that Babycorn loved to talk. 

As they continued to walk Babycorn would talk about the most random thoughts that crossed her mind. Whether it was something she saw or if something she saw reminded her of something else entirely. Cherrypit was also babbling about something, it was in baby speak. Which Rebena had stopped understanding an eternity ago. 

Right now Babycorn was discussing the possibility of them being lost. 

Just as Rebena was going to tell them that he lived here so there was no way for him to ever get lost, Babycorn interrupted him. “Actually-! We’re not lost!” She exclaimed, “There's three of us so we'll never get lost!” It was absolutely flawless logic. The more the merrier and the safer after all!

Rebena laughed, “People get lost in pairs of three all the time! Like this one time three people I knew went out into Lakeland and…” He paused, but he kept walking. “...People get lost. No matter the amount.” He tugged on the sides of his hair, spinning it around his finger. 

“Are you sad about something?”

“Eh?” That caught Rebena completely off guard. “I guess I am a little bit.” So off guard that for once, he was being honest. For once. 

“That’s okay!” She smiled, running up ahead to block Rebena’s path. “If you’re sad and wanna cry that’s okay! I tell Cherry that all the time!!” She tried to look up to where Cherrypit was still lying on head but that was pretty much impossible. Cherrypit giggled to himself as he snuggled against Babycorn’s hair. 

“I just wanna make sure Cherry’s not embarrassed to cry about things…!” Babycorn whispered to Rebena.  Ignoring the fact that Babycorn herself was a huge crybaby herself. “Otherwise he’s just gonna hold everything inside and then he’ll just get mad at everyone around him and then he’ll just be really mean and…Uh…”

 A solemn look crossed her face. “S-Sorry-! I didn’t mean to drop all that on your-!” Babycorn ran back behind Rebena and covered her face. “B’iggy always says I always tell too many secrets I need to keep to myself. Like the B’ig Nunh snowglobe collection…” 

“I see…” He remembered that. Something about Tataru not wanting to let word go out before the Starlight season. He didn’t really understand business but he could remember Babycorn telling everyone she could about the surprise. “Don’t worry about it. I’m just here to help you get home. That’s all.”

‘I’m being so brave right now. AAuuuughhHH.’

“Oh.” Babycorn looked surprised to hear that. For whatever reason. “Okay! Which way to the Pendants?” She smiled.

Rebena looked around, before pointing in a certain direction. “Right over there. We’ll know because one of my dolls is waiting for us there.” Before he could stop himself he biulrteed out the next part of his sentence. “His name is Coco!” Was it really his fault that he was proud of his own creations?! 

Of course not.

Rebena feared all the way down to his very soul on how Babycorn (or Cherrypit) would react to what he said. When all he got were blank stares he was starting to get concerned that they had somehow not heard what he said despite standing right in front of them. He knew his sister had the tendency to get distracted, but was it by this much?

Suddenly Babycorn sprang back to life. “Wow! I have a friend named Coco!!” She beamed. “That’s so cool that they share a name! Isn’t that cool Cherry?” Cherrypit nodded his head and chewed on a part of Babycorn’s hair. It was pretty clear he was growing bored.

“W-Woah!” Rebena looked away nervously, “What a coincidence…Ahahaha…” Nothing but a coincidence. A total happenstance. Totally. 

He was so so adjusted.

[dog-bonezzzz]

I'm going to be so fr with you, I understand the sentiment but william afton will never be the grief stricken father so many people want him to be.

But is the second part of this post fucking hilarious? Holy shit yes. (Look at his beautiful family, these are his babies, I know youre bleeding out but admire them now, Please and thank you.)

But he never was, never has been, and never will be morally gray father who just wants his kids back.

I understand that you might be talking about changing the canon to be like that, but people in the tags HOOWEE i have to wonder if theyve ever actually looked at how he treats his kids.

Anyways read the tags on this reblog if you read this please.

The idea of William Afton genuinely loving his children is so much more interesting to me than the alternative, not just because it's more tragic and makes his motivations make more sense, but also because it's fucking hilarious.

You are about to be obliterated from this Earth by a six-foot-something zombie rabbit, and your last moments are spent terrified and deeply confused as he shows you pictures of his kids in a blood-stained wallet: a clearly haunted bear costume, a limitlessly unnerving chrome clown doll, and what looks like Grimace's corpse left to shrivel in the sun.

[waspalisades]

i thought i looked so pretty and did so good being a person at the big party i went to last night and one unflattering picture of me drunk and unconscious on the floor has shattered the illusion lmao nevermind

[sentientsnakeskin]

Everyone always gets on yellowjackets for being fucking weird with the number of  background characters and changing actresses and lacking depth for a lot of said background character and everything all the time but thats the point!!! That’s the point of it!!! All the surviving Yellowjackets are unreliable narrators!!! Most if not all of the surviving Yellowjackets have mental conditions and if they don’t they sure as hell have endless trauma. The flashbacks are being told by them, 25 years later, when they have spent all that time trying to hide and deny everything that happened and everything that occurred and all of it is messed up. They don’t want to remember it all, they don’t want to remember their dead teammates. Sometimes it’s impossible to tell which characters are flashing back to which segments. Sometimes characters are inexplicably absent. Sometimes some people remember more than others. Sometimes random characters appear who have been absent all this time. Like, Crystal appeared as a character out of the blue when Misty was feeling abandoned by Nat and was remembering her first best friend. Characters are recast because who can even remember what those girls looked like anymore. The consistent characters are the ones no one can forget. The first ones. Who is gonna forget Laura Lee? Jackie? Javi? No one. But who is gonna remember girl #3 that you killed and ate when you went insane in the wilderness? No one. Or maybe you don’t want to remember. Maybe by girl #3 you try and forget everything. You stifle all feelings and memories until you remember maybe she had brown hair, oh i think i remember her gathering herbs once, oh i think she had this hat she liked to wear, oh maybe she was around during this event or maybe she was already dead and gone and buried and eaten. Maybe maybe maybe. You don’t know. You never know. Because thats what trauma does it eats away at the brain until all you have left to tell your story is faulty memories and a heart full of grief. And i think it just got worse once Shauna burned her journals and left everything into pure memory. Even those were unreliable because Shauna was suffering from day one and it only got worse after Jackie. Nothing is gonna be consistent about a story told 25 years after the events by people so traumatized they can barely remember it themselves.

[ruruumin]

everything to him.

₊˚ ᗢ itoshi rin x gn! reader.

⤷ when he's just (your) rin.

when you wrap your arms around him, he immediately forgets everything. from his stiff shoulders to the dryness of his lips, the ache in his right leg as well as the rhythmic migraine that beats down on him, all of those things didn’t matter once he was in your arms. every thought and worry washes away like sandcastles on the beach. drifting far, far away from him. he’s bringing you as close as possible. his nose buries itself in the crook of your neck to inhale the subtle sweet smell of your presence.

if you’re in his arms, he thinks he can do anything. he could be anything he wanted. with you, there was just rin. he’s not the vanguard of blue lock nor was he the younger brother to the greatest midfielder itoshi sae. he wasn’t the genius prodigy that everyone looked up to. 

to him, he was just rin. a man who loves eating something sweet before his ochazuke. someone who loves to buy tickets to see the latest scary movie or attraction at a park. just another customer in line to buy the latest manga thats flying off the shelf. rin likes ochazuke, he likes scary movies, and he likes his manga. but most importantly, he likes who he is when he’s with you.

each time you smile, he’s melting like chocolate left out on a hot summer day. he’s always right beside you, thumbing the back of your hand as you pick carrots in the produce aisle. during these quiet, mundane days, he is reminded once again who he is. he’s your boyfriend. your best friend.  your confidant and closest advisor.

he’s everything to you. 

you strip him of his titles and worries. peeling back the loose threads that keep him strung together. when your lips make contact with the side of his ear, he finds himself sinking into your warmth. your love for him has always been apparent. when he asks you in the dead of night if you loved him, truly and sincerely, he adores your sleepy confidence: i’ll always love you, rin. this always ends with you pulling him into your embrace, brushing through his ivy locks with your fingers as you lull him to sleep with your gentle heartbeat.

you remind him of slow, quiet days. that no matter how fast life might move, you'd remain by his side, honest and kind as ever. you're the fire to his ice. his other half. his one and only true love. and the only person he could imagine growing old with.

so when he presses a cold lip against your shoulder, arms tightly wrapped around you like forest vines, he is the happiest man alive.

... and you’re everything to him.

[othercrossee]

them being so chummy in the 5 years time skip is so funny cuz i make them so blood thirsty to each other when they both first became leaders

[iwantdrpepper222]

rhapsodic

nam-gyu x reader

summary: bad first experience doing drugs and nam-gyu has to help you through it

req: no one, i literally just started this account aha lol

note - firstly, i am so sorry if this fic seems to be long, i usually get carried away when i write and forget not everyone wants to read an 100k letter novel. second, this is a personal AU of mine where nam-gyu and reader are dating but they are not in the games.. i might write a different fic where they are in the games or something :p also.. guys.. ik i said this would be out on friday but things happen, i got all caught up in stuff,yknow... my apologies.

also this just a tad bit cringe. excuse me, i haven't wrote in some time.

tags: mention of drugs, alcohol, throwing up because of substance use, dead dove-ish??? a bit angst-sty but also fluff, im not sure how to do tags uhhhh

also, i did happen to be listening to cigarettes after sex while writing this so this is just a tad inspired by their song "cry". (also somewhat inspired by A$AP rocky?idk) enjoy!!

you had never supported your boyfriends decision to do drugs. in fact, you constantly tried to discourage him from it and convince him to get sober. he would always respond with,

"okay, i'll try."

but you knew it was a lie. he wasn't trying for shit. it made you begin to speculate that nam-gyu had cared more for a high than his relationship with you.

you had never liked nam-gyu's job either. you thought that it made him indulge further into his harmful addictions and habits. of course, that came with being a club promoter, but there were other jobs out there that could get him just as much money as he made now.

everytime you commented on this he simply just snickered and said you "were in his business too often." "what a caring and loving boyfriend you are." you would reply, and it would always end in a harsh argument.

you were tired of the treatment you got from him.

one night, nam-gyu had invited you to come to the club he worked at with him. he egged you on by saying things like,

"oh it'll be fun though" and also remarks stating "you wouldn't want to embarrass your boy, showing up with no girl you know."

you couldn't help but fall victim to his guilt tripping and agree. at least it gave you an excuse to doll up and wear a dress for once, right? you never got the chances to do those things like a normal girl your age would. (20-25) you were always working attempting to provide for not only yourself and also your boyfriend. it didn't make it any easier that you were in a TON of debt.

whatever, this night could give you a chance to debrief and thats all that matters. as long as one of nam-gyu's annoying, bastard friends don't come up and bother you, you should be fine. (hehe foreshadowing)

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it took you a few hours to get ready that night which very obviously stressed out nam-gyu. he has a thing for worrying he wouldn't get to places on time. the wait was worth it though when he had saw the beautiful black dress you decided you would wear. it highlighted the curves of your body perfectly. the dress was about mid-length and came strapless at the top. inevitably, you felt a bit insecure. you were so used to wearing hoodies, sweatpants, baggy t-shirts and the occasional shorts that it felt almost wrong to be wearing something as pretty as this.

"what? is something wrong?" you spoke up as you noticed nam-gyu staring at you. it made your heart flutter with the way his eyes softened up and the tinge of blush that you could now see on his cheeks. he looked how he looked on the day he first asked you out.

"no.. nothings wrong. you just look.. you look really good babe."

you blushed intensely at his comment. it made you glad that he actually liked what you wore. i mean, it wasn't like you needed his validation but it sure as hell felt great when you were able to get it.

you two then began to walk out of the door and on your way after exchanging compliments and giving each other a kiss on the cheek.

well, the drive to the club was... just a little bit awkward.. in your opinion at least. you kept noticing the desirable gazes nam-gyu gave you and how he slid his hand up and down your thigh. you being in the passenger seat was his favorite thing. this was because he had easy access to touch you.

this wasn't surprising at all. you knew very well that nam-gyu's love language was physical touch and you actually sort of loved that about him. the way he was so clingy and touchy made you feel special. before you met him you were depraved of that.

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entering the club made you nervous as all hell. you never liked being around large crowds of people and nam-gyu knew that.

he smiled as he hugged your waist behind you, like he was trying to let everyone at the club know, "hey this is my girlfriend!!"

this quickly changed though when he saw his friend thanos. thanos stuck out from most of the crowd with his purple hair and multi colored nails. he was an upcoming rapper and was getting fairly popular.

"whatts up my boy nam-su!!" he greeted. 'nam-su? thats not his name. you questioned in your head trying not to pay much attention.

"is this your girlfriend you brought with you?" thanos asked. nam-gyu nodded, putting his hand on your shoulder.

"yep, her name is Y/N."

"hello Y/N, you look very good tonight." thanks spoke approaching you. you only backed up closer to nam-gyu, which made him chuckle.

"well.. if you guys don't mind, come to the room i have set up for us. its a bit private, yknow?"

"alright. cmon Y/N." nam-gyu gestured, pulling on your hand as thanos led them to a room a bit closed off from the rest of the club. when you entered you saw two girls and a random boy. you knew none of these people which filled your body with anxiety.

"sit down guys," thanos said as he sat down on a chair next to the two ladies.

you and nam-gyu ended up on a couch together.

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time skip and it has now been a hour or so since you two arrived at the club. seeing all these new people around you made you nervous. the only support you had in this moment was nam-gyu and it didn't seem like he was paying much attention to you anyways. he just lousily hung his arm around your shoulder. another bead of sweat rolled down your face as you looked at the bag of pills that laid on the glass table in front of you. 'it's not for me.. you repeated in your head. something in your gut told you should leave before something you regret happens. you watched as nam-gyu continuously sipped on his glass of alcohol and slipped various pills in his mouth. you hated everything about this. suddenly, you then hear a low but smooth voice speak. it was that purple haired guy again.

"so Y/N, what do you prefer? ecstasy or snow?" this startled you. was he asking what drug you preferred? ...none?!

you looked up to nam-gyu for an answer or at least a little bit of guidance but instead of helping you he just grinned. his eyes had a bit of red on the whites and you watched as he slipped another blue tablet in his mouth and this is how you knew he was out of it.

"none." you mumbled, refusing to look him in the eye.

"nam-gyu, is this true? your girl doesn't do anything?" girl? really?

"cmon thanos.. she does.. she just doesn't wanna admit it alright?" your boyfriends speech slurred. it was the mix of the alcohol and random drug he took earlier really kicking in. you mean, he always rode out his highs nicely, he never acted too stupid, but you guessed he took one too many this night.

"so she wouldn't mind taking a few lines or so?" 'thanos' questioned, tilting his head.

you started to loose your mind. why was nam-gyu straight up lying about you? you had never done a drug in your life.

"no.. no she wouldn't," he began. "cmon baby, the lines right there." nam-gyu said pointing at the table. in front of you there were 3 messy white lines of what you could only assume was cocaine. you stared at him helplessly, almost like you were screaming at him to leave this place.

"what are you waiting for Y/N? we didn't do anything to it." thanos added, breaking the silence between you and nam-gyu. you began to think about what he said earlier at the house, how he didn't want to embarrass himself with (or even without you. if you didn't snort up these lines, you would be proving to his friend that nam-gyu lied. would you really sacrifice your dignity for nam-gyu though?

he gave you that lovely dovey sweet look he had on his face when he was high and that immediately made you break eye-contact with him. it swooned you a bit too much.

you finally decided to reply to thanos, and also make your decision on what you were about to do. "i.. i know you didn't."

you then began to slowly get off the couch and from nam-gyu's grasp, sitting down on the floor with the lines in front of you. you had no idea how you could do this. you only ever watched nam-gyu do it, and it always made you so mad. so mad you couldn't even focus on the motions nam-gyu made when he snorted that stuff up.

taking one last deep breath you lowered your nose down to the table and tried all your best to snort it up. it stung and left you sneezing and coughing when you were done. when you looked over to ur side to see nam-gyu's face and reaction to what you had just done he was just smirking cynically. thanos and the two other girls sitting next to him on other hand were just laughing and giggling, this made you feel tiny. you had always hated it when people were laughing in your face.

you couldn't do anything about it so you just rolled your eyes.

"go on, do one more." the purple haired freak spoke up. you just looked down. you weren't sure if you were able to do another one or not.

'don't embarrass nam-gyu..' you repeated in your head. this was the only reason you were betraying yourself, because you didn't want nam-gyu to look like a fool in front of his "friends." so, you took another line.

when you finished you were ashamed of yourself. you couldn't believe you had just done a hard drug just for the sake of a boy.

"do you need a drink to wash that down?" nam-gyu finally spoke. happy to hear his voice you quickly agreed and got up to sit on the couch near him again. when he asked you if you wanted a drink you didn't know it would be alcohol though. this worried you. you didn't think you could stomach both alcohol and drugs... and you were right.

nam-gyu had handed you his half empty cup of svedka vodka waiting for you to take it from his hands. you shook, cursing yourself mentally.

you quickly gulped most of the vodka down, it felt hot down your throat and tasted like hand sanitizer. you weren't a big fan of this stuff.

when you finished drinking you found nam-gyu rubbing your back comfortingly. no matter how mad you were at him you always melted at his touch.

the rest of the night was a blur. the mix of the vodka and also the drugs did not sit well with you. you sort of just watched as the girls, thanos, nam-gyu, and some other random guy conversed, trying to swallow the fact that you felt like you were about to blackout. you hadn't even realized that its been about 5 hours since you first got to the club.

you laid in nam-gyus arms watching as the world around you warped and twisted and felt all the sudden very hyper.

"f..fuck." you whimpered, quickly getting up and covering your mouth. "i need to .. go to the bathroom." you mumbled again, hearing someone snicker behind you as you began to speed walk over to the bathrooms. getting there was a bit of a struggle as you had to navigate through sweating dancing bodies and loud music which only made your ache worse.

when you made it to the stalls you quickly crouched down the nearest toilet and began to throw up your own guts.

you hadn't known that when you left the room that nam-gyu had quickly followed behind you.

when you heard him entering the woman's bathroom you thought it was a stranger so you instantly tried to shut yourself up. you were so out of it you forgot to even shut the stall door behind you. sweat poured down your forehead as you heard footsteps behind you, looking over only to see nam-gyu's sweet face.

"it's okay.." he nodded, grabbing your hair and holding it back for you. you took this as an initiative to get the rest of the stuff you had in your system out.

by the time you were done you were crying and sniffing regretting everything you had done that night. you quickly flushed everything you just threw up down and fell into nam-gyu's arms. you didn't have anything to really say to him so you just cried, your tears landing on his black shirt.

he didn't say anything either. he just stroked your hair like you were some kind of pet.

"i wanna go home." you muttered to him--your tone was serious.

"yeah, i think its time we go." he agreed as he helped you up, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

on your way out of the club he simply just gave thanos the 'yknow' look and he nodded in response.

the drive home was strange. you could feel yourself actively falling in and out of sleep and for once you were in the backseat instead of the front-seat.

when you made it to you and nam-gyu's apartment he grabbed you and took you inside the building bridal style. this sent butterflies through your drunken body because even out of your mind you still knew this wasn't how he usually treated you. you clung onto him anyways.

inside, he set you down on your guys bed. he laid down next to you turning himself over so he could see your face. he brushed some of your hair out of your face and stared at you with desire in his eyes.

ironically, there happened to be some water on the nightstand. he grabbed it and slowly brung it to your lips, helping you get some water intake.

you felt a little better knowing you now had a little bit of water in your system.

suddenly, he grabbed your body, pulling you into a sweethearts cradle and hugging you tightly. his body was warm like a heater. it felt great compared to the cold night outside.

you buried your head in his chest feeling his heartbeat against your cheek.

you never wanted to let go of this moment.

to the soft vibrational hums you then fell asleep being cradled in nam-gyus arms.

why couldn't every night be like this?

[aznisure]

idol au where light chokes on a fly on live television and L is the cameraman who films every second of it. also they keep crossing paths on music shows for some reason

day 7 / au ! some au details under cut

- L doesnt actually go out of his way to film light during this miserable ordeal.he simply doesnt care about light’s reputation enough to stop rolling and forgets about it the next day. a week later light sees him at mcountdown

- yes lights stage name is kira

- light presents as the perfect idol: single, kind, hardworking, rags to riches story, humble yet confident, just gay enough to queerbait but not face homophobic backlash, passionate, creative etc., when the cameras are off hes basically canon light minus the murder

- light is an all rounder and tenor. he also plays tennis in his free time. he is japanese and has been scouted off the streets. he is a kpop idol and the au takes place in korea. he is a solo idol and has never been in a group before. l is still british and misa is still japanese.

- he writes his own songs. his ego doesnt let him indulge in ghostwriters

-manager ryuk owns a ridiculous amount of chrome hearts simply impossible to buy on a managers salary. light is deeply suspicious and mildly wary of him at all times. ryuk also knows lights real personality and finds it amusing. he takes joy in a gigantic pr scandal which light will inevitably become one day

- rem dreses the way she does without looking misplaced because its in line with misas gothic/harajuku brand. ryuk looks wildly out of place next to light but noone seems to make him change. light tried, very persistently. but even light yagami has to admit defeat sometimes

- light debuted at 17 and is now 22. L is 29

- L works at all things live television and sometimes variety shows. he mainly works for idols. the media company hes signed under works with lights company. light doesnt know this until he violently cyber stalks L after the fly debacle

- they have actually been working together for 3 years without knowing each other and L has filmed light quite often due to him being the companys most popular male idol. light of course never noticed and only sort of recalls now

- L has always found light fascinating because the persona he wears is accepted to be very genuine by the general public. L always thought it was total bullshit, a masterful imitation of a real person.

- light never yells at anyone in public ever. not to misa even though he wants to rip her from his side on the thousand talk shows they go on. not to ryuk when he critiques every aspect of every bit of lights stages. not to his previous managers even though they were wildly incompetent and pissed light off daily. his reputation is everything to him. so when he yells at L in the middle of everyone at the backstage of mcountdown its a bit of a spectacle. thats the first crack L sees in lights shell and he wants to see more

- afterwards is a public apology and bullshit story about grief and a dead relative and misdirection of feelings and the game begins. L gets himself booked on as many as Lights jobs as possible with only one aim. to capture a crack in koreas sweethearts perfect persona on camera

- L doesnt do it because hes a truth chaser or whatever he simply enjoys watching light crack. and to have him crack on love tv would be to Win. light catches onto the game very quickly