#but instead i accidentally fall asleep and then wake up and do more stuff

[kuiinncedes]

lfkdjdjgkdf

[demont0es]

Realized I never actually drew a reference for teenage Michael

More sketches and information about my Insomniac AU below cut ^^

right now, insomniac’s story basically goes like this:

After the pizza plex fell at the end of security breach and destroyed all of the animatronics (yes, Freddy too), the saturated dark remnant that was stored in the blob and most of the glam rocks managed to seep out of their animatronic prisons. In the now ruined pizza plex, there is only one source of normal remnant remaining, tied to Michael’s soul. Dark remnant naturally attracts to pure remnant and the large influx of energy caused something to go wrong all into the pit style but instead of it being a time travelling ball pit it just sends Mike’s soul back in time.

Michael would wake up back as his old self from 1983, remembering everything that happened/will happen. He tries his hardest to avoid everything that happened from happening now and keep everyone who died alive. Unfortunately, at night the parts of the dark remnant that was from the blob/afton/mimic(?) are able to take control after Michael thinks he falls asleep. So as Michael tries to fix everything in the day, his “Insomniac” version tries to help this timeline’s Afton, causing more missing childrens incidents to draw attention away from William and his experimentation with remnant and stuff (in this AU, Liz dies first which causes William to kill Charlie and accidentally discover remnant instead of him discovering it later on with the MCI kids or whatever.) At some point after insomniac Mike would reach out to work directly with William so he didn’t accidentally do anything that might mess up this plan, he’d either find or be given an illusion disk that he’d use as a disguise at night to become Insomniac Foxy.

throughout all of this Michael would have no idea that this is happening, only that he feels extremely tired even after falling asleep. He’ll probably only realize what’s happening when the other bullies start getting affected and address him about it directly.

The rest are just silly sketches I drew of Michael ^^

my friend suggested something like how cats eyes are reflective at night and look like they’re glowing for Michael’s design and I tried to show that here but I don’t think it was successful 💀

[billlydear]

MIDNIGHT MUNCHIES - BILLY HARGROVE X READER (18+)

word count: 1965 // masterlist | inbox (please request ! ) | WIP list

summary: you're well accustomed to billy's smoking habits and his subsequent eating habits.

Contents/Warnings: afab!reader, smut (18+), cunnilingus, almost-somnophilia (discussed beforehand and consensual; basically she's given him permission beforehand to eat her out while she sleeps she just woke up before he could), weed smoking, accidental cigarette burns, mentions of being high

A/N: do you like how I got so busy with schoolwork that i had to drop off the face of this app and then when i finally came back i chose to write freehand instead of touching the requests in my inbox... me either <3 this is the start of my summer break, though, so i hope to get out a lot of content for you guys!!

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! your feedback motivates me to write more, so thank you for your support :-)

Billy's an experienced smoker. He's building up an impressive tolerance to the stuff, but he gets his fix, and it makes his hands a little uncoordinated as he pries at the button on your shorts.

You'd meant to change before falling asleep in his bed, but for every puff he took of his joint, your eyes drooped lower and lower, until you finally fell asleep slumped back against his pillows.

You wake to his frustrated grunt, as well as the sting of something hot at your thigh. You hiss, leg tensing as you peer through the dim room at him, "Billy? Can I help you?"

"Can't get your fucking shorts off," He grunts, and you watch as the lit end of his joint tilts to your flesh again, leaving a burning ring in its wake. The second time you jolt away from it he realizes what's going on, yanking the blunt away from your skin.

"Shit," He ducks his head down to kiss the ash-covered red mark on your thigh, "Sorry, babe."

"I was sleeping," You whine, voice still thick with the stuff, "Can't you eat a bag of chips or something?"

"No," Billy mocks your pitiful tone, burying his face into your thigh and dotting kisses to the skin there, "You taste better."

Finally his fingers manage to pry the button hole of your shorts over the metal circle, and he rips your zipper down with enthusiasm you're not sure how his weed-riddled body possesses.

"You can sleep if you want to," He offers, but with the press of his slightly stubbly cheeks against your soft, raw inner thighs, you know you won't be able to.

"Oh-" Your thighs tense as Billy's lips press in a prim kiss to your slit, "Just- just go, Billy, I- I don't wanna sleep anymore!"

"Knew it," He chuckles, eyes hazy as he parts his lips, licking a thin, wet stripe just along the slit of your cunt, "I'll make it worth your time, angel. Just relax."

You unclench your thighs, and he nestles more comfortably between them. His large hands are thrown over your hips now, splayed wide under your ass as he tucks your thighs beneath his arms, locking you in place.

He's just barely keeping his joint from igniting the blanket with the way it's tucked between his fingers, because now most of his attention is on the pliant, fleshy globes of your ass. You reach down to take it from him just in case, and he hums in approval, nestling his face into your slit so that the sound vibrates through you.

"Billy!" You gasp, hips attempting to jerk upwards even though they're stopped by his strong grip, "C'mon, please- please just do something!"

"You smell so fucking good," He groans, pointedly ignoring your pleas. He seems to be burrowing into you instead of indulging himself, and you're sure you're slick enough now to wet his nose if he keeps pressing it into your cunt.

"Billy," You pant, reaching down with the hand that isn't holding his blunt. You grab hold of his curls, tugging hard, "Do something!"

He bites you. He sinks his teeth into the oversensitive, thin skin that creases your thigh and your cunt, nipping roughly at it as a searing pain erupts from the bite. You cry out, hand falling from his hair and joint nearly slipping out of your grip.

"Ow!" You cry, but your stomach kicks back up with butterflies as he drags his tongue over the bite mark in a long, wet, thick, soothing stripe, "Ah, Billy, that- that hurt!"

"Don't order me around," He drawls, tongue back in his mouth as he presses his nose into the stinging bite mark, "I'll eat you out when I eat you out."

And, of course, eat you out he does. You should have known his dramatics were only that, the snap of his teeth were a show of authority, not of reluctance. He indulges in the wet smear of slick that's threatening to seep out from between the lips of your warm cunt, finally sticking his tongue out to slide between them in a stroke that only makes you wetter.

You're in the middle of taking a drag from his blunt when he finally makes his move, and you nearly bite the thing in half. You choke on the smoke, chest stuttering and lungs heaving to get oxygen back when it seems there's none left. Billy's hungry tonight, the more weed he smokes, the more intense his cravings are, and tonight he seems to be out of his mind.

Once he starts, he can't stop. He dives in, jaw nearly unhinged as he tries fitting it around your entire cunt. His tongue is messy and eager as it laps through your folds, licking up wetness that gushes out of you due to his ministrations. You can feel him trying to control himself, trying to drag his tongue through your cunt in methodical swirls, but eventually his rational brain loses out, and instinct takes over.

He laps at your cunt wet and messy, dragging his tongue in a slimy trail up from just above your ass to the hood of your clit. He pays special interest to the sensitive bud, lips sealing around it as he sucks and licks at you. His hands, still kneading greedily at your ass, change targets as he flicks his tongue over your clit one last time. He pries your thighs even further apart, like there's more of your cunt that you're hiding from him. He doesn't find any, of course, but he takes what he can get, groaning as he dives his tongue back into your pussy.

He's more than vocal, his hot breath coming in pants that signal he's getting out of breath. How he's managed to suffocate himself in your cunt, you have no clue, but you like how desperate it makes him.

He's making out with your pussy so well that you feel an orgasm already creeping up on you, brought on by the haziness of your former sleep and by how many grunts and groans he's pumping into you. He eats like he hasn't in years, like he doesn't get high and ravage you every night.

"Billy," You whimper, the bump of his nose against your clit ramping up the flow of pleasure below your stomach, "Billy I- I might- I think I'm gonna cum soon!"

"Do it," He pants, burrowing his face impossibly further into your cunt, practically sucking your orgasm out of you, "Go, baby, cum on my tongue. Give it to me, 'wanna- nngh," His voice tampers out into a gruff groan as your cunt begins to clench around his tongue, "Wanna taste you."

"Come on," He coaxes, purring into your cunt and egging on your impending release, "Come on, angel, lemme have it."

"I'm- I'm gonna cum!" You insist, reaching down with your free hand to lock them in his curls once more. This time, however, he doesn't reprimand you for your tugging, and you relish having something steady to hold on to as Billy licks your orgasm out of you.

The second you spasm around him, the moment your thighs start to shake and clench around Billy's head, he's letting a steady flow of moans seep into your pussy. It only makes things more intense, and as pleasure bleeds through your veins, Billy sucks it out of you.

"Fuck yeah," He groans, gruff and ragged into your cunt. He's panting, chest heaving as he devours you, "More, baby, c'mon, keep going."

His thick, rough thumb comes up to rub your clit, pressured circles around and around the bud that nearly make you black out. Billy's nothing if not an intense lover, and you think he may be trying to crawl inside of your cunt to suck you dry from the inside the way that he's mashing his face into you.

"Okay," You pant, heaving and shaky as you come down from your high. Billy's not easing up, tongue still laving through your pussy like there's more to take.

"Okay, Billy, okay!" You yelp, flinching in sensitive shock when he tries suckling desperately at your clit again. It's all too much, you're afraid you might pass out if he keeps going, not that you wouldn't have a good time.

"More," He groans, chasing you up the bed when you scramble into a sitting position and back against the headboard. He crawls onto the bed after you, already prying at your knees that you've bent together.

"Please, babe," He begs, voice thick with rasp, "Please, 'just want a little more, I- I'll go slow or something, I promise."

"I can't," You pant, gripping his cheeks and tugging him into a kiss instead. He's happy for the substitute, and you taste your own release on his tongue as he resumes licking sloppily into you.

"Here," You have to pry him away from your face, his lips chasing after yours, spit trailing down his glistening chin. You hand over his blunt, and he takes it from you eagerly to fill his lungs with smoke.

"More," He insists, keeping the joint held between his two fingers as he reaches for your face this time, leading another kiss. He steals the breath from your lungs, replacing it with thick smoke that makes your eyes water. He's too busy sucking your tongue to notice, his own trailing along its underside and sending shivers down your spine.

The squelching sound that accompanies his kiss is almost more filthy than how it had sounded when he was eating you out, and though your cunt is still on fire, you feel something building below your belly again.

He's making the same sounds into your mouth as he was into your cunt, grunting and groaning and huffing and panting as he devours you. It's only when he's nearly blue in the face does he let up, breaking away to pant open-mouthed against the corner of your lips. He knocks his forehead against your temple, lips mouthing lazily at your jaw while he catches his breath.

"Jesus, Billy." You breathe, lungs now empty of both smoke and oxygen as you heave, "You're- oh," He presses a wet kiss to your jaw, "You're really going tonight."

"I'm hungry," He drawls, voice lazy and gruff with both exhaustion and smoke, "But I'm-" He breaks off to yawn, nose scrunching, "-Tired, too."

"I can tell," You laugh weakly, no power in you to do so heartier, "Come on, baby, put out the light and let's go to sleep."

"Mhm," He groans, snuffing out his blunt and stashing it god knows where, too lazy to do anything with it, "You gotta- you gotta pee or something."

"Yeah,' I'll pee," You promise him, slightly touched that even smoked out of his mind, he's concerned for your post-orgasm hygiene. You excuse yourself while he wrestles with the blankets on the bed, and when you get back, he's snoring against his- no, your pillow.

"Billy," You scoff fondly, slipping a hand under his head to try and scoot it off of your pillow. He's limp now, and you're easily able to reroute him to his own side of the bed. When you slide in beside him the bed dips, and he rolls with the incline, body heavy with sleep as it presses against you.

"C'mere," You scoff, wiping away drool that's beading at the corner of his mouth as he snores, "Goodnight, Billy, love you."

You know he can't hear you, you know he won't say it back. But it feels wrong sleeping without saying it, so you nestle into him under the covers, and when you press a kiss to his throat, you feel his heart beat.

You know he loves you, too.

[shalomniscient]

maybe the kid's bio parents had kept them some far away place for safety but a small kid's brain cant comprehend that idea so it assumes their parents just left them. i can see feixiao leaving for front line duty when they are asleep, so when it wakes up to no feixiao beside them, it feels abadoned again. when feixiao returns back to the base, she finds the kid curled up in some corner crying and when they see feixiao they run towards her and beg her to not leave them alone and that they will be good and won't annoy her ☹️☹️☹️☹️ i know her heart must have broke hearing their sobs.

if caiyi is alive when she meets the little kid, she's def seeing her little baby in them bonus if they are the same age. it breaks heart seeing how traumitized and heartbroken it is, always tries to cheer up the kid. she always tries to communicate the kid even if the convo is one-sided cuz she knows how isolated it feels.

other than feixiao, i can see the kid liking yukong a lot, maybe putting her up in #2 on the list of soliders they like. shes calm and isn't pushy like the soliders. the kid does become pampered a lot by the soliders, a lot of them have small siblings or families back home so seeing this kid just makes them want to have that closure of not being able to be with them at the moment.

military base isn't exactly best enviroment for a kid to grow up so feixiao will find the quickest way to meet up with r. it takes months for the kid to start falling asleep alone, they usually clinged to feixiao and r after they got close. weekly therapy sessions, i can see the kid getting into speech therapy since not speaking at such a young age can cause so much damage in their speaking abilities later in life.

when the kid grows up, maybe graduates high school, feixiao saves up all her holidays to be able to attend and seeing her little baby in a coat and a hat makes her realize how strong and grown up her baby is ☹️☹️

ok im done brainrotting sorry for yapping once i yap i cant be stopped 😭😭

i think it'd definitely be interesting if the kid feixiao found was more timid and skittish like you've described, because feixiao herself was the complete opposite when yueyu found her. feixiao knew from the start what she wanted to do; she wanted an end to the war, she wanted to ensure no one else had to suffer under the rule of the borisin. so for her kid to be more fearful would definitely be not an issue but a challenge to raise because she can't fall back on the way yueyu raised her.

she definitely becomes a lot softer with the kid. she wants them to feel safe above all else, and will go to great lengths to ensure it. her room while still deployed gains a few more knick-knacks instead of its usual spartan layout; whatever things for kids she can find on base she'll try to put in her room. so stuff like empty books and crayons so the kid can draw, a plush toy and the like. it'll be difficult for sure because those aren't things normally found on a military base, but feixiao makes it work until she gets to go home. she also moves her weapons to another room so the kid doesn't accidentally hurt herself.

feixiao would definitely keep an eye on the kid at all times if she can, especially around her troops. i don't think she'd let the kid even be alone with the troops, because most of the time they'll be armed to the teeth and it may startle or frighten the kid. that being said, there definitely are some she trusts more around the kid. i'd say moze > yukong, but only because in this specific moment in the au yukong is already retired and wouldn't be on base. moze, on the other hand, would, and i don't think he exactly "gets along" with the kid in the traditional sense but him being nearby does give the kid some sense of safety when feixiao isn't around because feixiao trusts moze. moze doesn't really "play" with the kid, moreso just sort of sitting nearby observing them and making sure they don't end up doing anything dangerous.

once feixiao returns from deployment though, the kid definitely warms up to yukong and jiaoqiu pretty quick. yukong because she just has that sort of air about her, motherly and calming, and the same goes for jiaoqiu but moreso in a chill uncle kind of way. they also warm up quickly to them because they can sense the amount of trust feixiao has in yukong and jiaoqiu. yukong and caiyi's daughter, qingni, is probably going to be a little older than the kid, but once feixiao's kid is more settled in they definitely become playmates. qingni likely takes on a more older sister role.

it takes a while for the kid to adjust to a peaceful life. i think initially the kid would be a little wary of r, solely because now at home feixiao's attention will be split between them and r, and it likely brings up some unpleasant feelings and fear of abandonment. but after some coaxing and talks from feixiao they'll come around to r, learning that feixiao has enough love in her heart for both of them. feixiao for sure gets therapy for the kid, and sits in when she can. she'll be so proud of them when they speak their first few full sentences, celebrating the achievement with a big dinner. she understands this is a battle her kid must face on their own, but it doesn't mean she can't support them as best she can. feixiao is very generous with her encouragement and it helps smoothen out the kid's journey to being able to speak like other kids their age.

there will definitely be tears at the kid's graduation, and really any big milestone in their life. she's also 100% going to be there, she dgaf. the xianzhou army can survive without her for one day. despite how they've grown, feixiao can never forget the way they were when she first found them. it's why she's so so proud of her baby and how far they've come. i think in some capacity it's healing for her too, in the sense that she returns to the battlefield over and over so that her kid would never have to. when she looks at her kid she sees all the reasons to keep fighting, but also to keep living. it's a very tender moment and the big strong general is all misty eyed when they step off the podium and run into her arms the way they did all those years ago.

[captainnameless]

“there’s a scenario where Daniel’s certain he breaks the record of most time outs dished out in a day “

I was re reading your little minifics and saw this about daniel, lando, oscar and max and was wondering if you still had any thoughts about that scenario lol🧡

had to go look up that ask lol cause i do way too many mini fics to remember them all but this one right? a fave for sure. now what if they gave him a run for his sanity 🤭

it probably starts when Daniel tells Max to start putting some of his more valuable stuff away before Lando and Oscar arrive, Max is attached to some of his toys and with three boys things can get broken, so they usually pack up the stuff that is for Maxie only.

except Max doesn’t want to clean it up, and so Daniel tells him he doesn’t have to but that he then has to be prepared the other boys might play with it as Daniel’ll be too outnumbered to keep them from playing with things in plain sight.

it turns into a tantrum, and Daniel effectively puts them both in time out as he sits down with Max against their living room wall waiting for the tears to stop so they can try again.

when the other two boys arrive Daniel figures and art activity might be a good thing as the boys’ll be in one place but is quickly reminded of the chaos that paint and glitter brings.

Lando’s forgetting to share and keeps stealing whatever Oscar seems to currently be working on and Oscar eventually snaps and smacks the hell out of Lando’s hand. which, well, Daniel sort of understands. but it still earns both boys a time out and Max is left at the table fiddling with the glitters by himself.

lunch goes a little smoother, Daniel chooses his battles and make them banana pancakes, something he knows they’ll all eat.

he makes a mistake by having all three boys nap together, cause it takes ages for them to fall asleep and when Oscar wakes up to go pee he accidentally wakes up the other two too, so now they’re cranky.

the sharing things is even worse now and so Daniel plants the three of them in front of the TV with a movie and a snack except now they’re fighting over who has more raisins.

Daniel has to put himself in time out for a second to calm down before he goes back in and deals with it, takes all of their snacks away and pauses the movie for a make shift time out on the couch as he doesn’t really have three free corners and tells them to sit and be quiet for a second.

he takes the time to meticulously count each fucking raisin and makes sure they all have the same amount of animal crackers as they regain snack privileges and makes them promise to behave or he’s turning the movie off.

Max earns himself another time out by yeeting a train at Lando’s head but hitting Oscar instead and Lando earns himself one after he retaliates as soon as Max is back into play.

Daniel serves dinner a little bit later than normal in order to be able to put them to bed almost immediately after, each boy showered and given a melatonin gummy as he tucks them into bed.

[miiv12]

OTP questions: SolarxRuin

What is each member’s love language? Solar: Acts of service Ruin: Physical touch & Words of affrimation

What would they describe as their perfect date? Just a chill day/night to watch something or play games and just talk.

Who made the first move? Ruin is more open with affection and such so they did

Who is more sentimental? Ruin

Which member calls the other in to kill the spiders? Ruin does, though Solar moves the spiders instead of killing them

Who falls asleep first? Solar does, most of the time he's out like a light the second he lays down

Who wakes up first? Solar, he has a lot of stuff to do throughout the day

Who is more more relaxed/carefree? Solar is calmer and better when it comes to sudden changes and planning around them,but he has a hard time actually relaxing. Ruin is more anxious but also knows when it's time to step back and take a break.

What’s one way their personalities compliment one another? (Is it opposites attract or are they pretty similar?) Previous answer.

Who is always cold? Don't understand the question?

Which member is always trying to bring home stray animals and which member always has to say no? Ruin would try to,and maybe Solar ends up saying okay to one or two pets.

Who worries more? Ruin does

What are some non-sexual activities they do together? Watch movies/shows/musicals, play games, cuddles, sometimes they build stuff together.

Who would be able to talk their way out of a speeding ticket? I feel like Ruin would confuse both the cop and Solar

Who is the better cook? Solar, though he doesn't do it very often

What are some things they don’t agree on? They have different tastes in music

Which member is more physically affectionate? Ruin

Which member is more verbally affectionate? Ruin again

How does each member feel about PDA? Ruin absolutely loves it,both giving and receiving. Solar is a more subdued and it's one of the ways to actually get him blushing, but he's okay with it as long as it doesn't go too far and not in front of strangers.

Who’s the safer driver? Solar, Ruin is a good driver in a sense but once he gets going there's no stopping the guy.

What’s each member flirting style? Dunno

Which member steals borrows the other ones clothing? Ruin mostly, though Solar does also do it now and then

Who is the cuddle initiator? Most often it's Ruin

Are they an introverted couple or an extroverted one—AKA would they prefer to go out to a party or event together or would they rather stay in? 99% of the time they stay in, the last 1% is either spent with friends/family or just them in a secluded place

Who is the big/little spoon? Solar is big spoon, Ruin has tried too but it wasn't as comfortable

Who is more likely to make an impulsive decision and who is the voice of reason? Ruin is definietly more impulsive, but Solar usually let's things happen unless someone can actually get hurt

Who’s more likely to laugh at their own jokes? Ruin does

Who takes longer showers? Solar, but only because he's dirtier after work

Who is “more loved” by the in-laws? Question doesn't really work here..

Who is more likely to get jealous? Ruin actually

What was the most surprising thing they learned about one another once they started dating? Dunno yet(might edit later)

Who stays up way too late and who tries to drag them to bed? Solar will never fully stop with his overworking tendencies no matter how many times Ruin has to drag him to bed to charge

Who’s messier? Solar, Ruin has similar habits as Sun when it comes to cleanliness

Which member is more likely to accidentally spend $300 at Target? Solar is the type to calculate the cost before hand, while Ruin throws extra things into the cart

Who wanted/would want kids first? Ruin, i imagine Solar would be a lot more unsure about the idea

Who gives piggy back rides to the other? omg Ruin saw Solar doing it for Lunar and he just had to get a ride too!

Who fell in love first? Probably Ruin OG Post: https://www.tumblr.com/lavenderotpprompts/658745255432241152/assorted-otp-questions?source=share

[rat6ix]

MINION

Beetlejuice x reader

— 🐀

Summary: you end up taking care of one of bjs minions on accident but it ends with beetlejuice himself ends up taking a liking to you.

Warnings: no smut (i wouldve i just dont have the time right now ;^^), flirty bj, completely over it reader, bj gets attached.

Wc:1k

A/n: sorry this is a little short but i tried to make sure it was at LEAST 1k words

—

When you decide to take in a random stranger into your house you didn’t expect a demon to show up in your house a few days later claiming it was his ‘minion’.” You dont even know why you took him in, he just looked so sad and it was cold. So over the course of a few days you lost your nicer roommate and gained a slightly more disgusting, more uninvited one.

At least beetlejuice was interesting, never a dull moment with him. Like the day you came home from the store and he turned your living room into his bedroom. It was still like that a month later because you couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it and it was obvious he wasnt going to. Instead you rolled your eyes and said a few choice words under your breath before going to the kitchen and putting the food away.

You didn’t know why bj stayed at your house when he clearly had a place to stay in the ‘neitherworld’ as he called it, you assumed it was akin to the afterlife. You secretly missed bob, he was much nicer and much more respectful, quiet —considering he couldn’t talk— and he didn’t flirt with you every minute of the day. Sometimes you wondered if he just liked you, you probably wouldn’t mind him staying then.

Sometimes he was nice, he brought you “gifts”, he (over) watered your plants and he cooked a semi-edible dinner. beggars can’t be choosers, especially when it comes to your demon roommate. He was decent company, when he wasn’t flirting or too busy staring at you to actually take in what you were saying. When he actually listened to what you were saying he had surprisingly normal things to add, most of them old fashioned and not acceptable now but it was normal for him and thats all you could really ask for.

Once he disappeared for a few days, you never thought youd find yourself worrying for him but you did. You knew he couldn’t die but you didnt know how the neitherworld worked either. When he came back you wanted to hit him for making you worry and you almost did if it weren’t for the actual first nice present he got you in his hands. You forgot about your anger for a while to appreciate it, but it didn’t last long when you realized that he’d left you alone and worried for days. That was the first time you’d gotten a sincere apology from him.

Bj was never sorry, he wasnt sorry when he transformed your living room into a pigsty, he wasn’t sorry when he crashed in your place uninvited, he wasnt sorry when he wrecked your kitchen and left you to clean up the mess. So you were a little stunned to hear “im sorry” come out of his mouth and you wouldnt be surprised if your face showed it.

He left a lot more frequently after that, he claimed it was because of work. You didn’t really wanna find out what being a human exorcist entailed but you kind of missed his presence. You barely heard his neitherworld sitcoms and telenovelas on late at night anymore and your house was suspiciously clean. He only came home when you were already in bed or at the store. You decided to ask him why he was gone so much.

You stayed up way past the time you would usually go to sleep, wanting to catch bj in the act of getting stuff from his ‘room’ before leaving again. Although you were worried about accidentally falling asleep you waited patiently, reading a book to pass the time until you heard him shuffling about, being purposefully quiet as to not “wake” you. You got up from your bed as quietly as you could without alarming him and waited in the doorway as you waited for him to notice you, clad in your pajamas.

“Look who decided to come home.” You joked, your eyes heavy from the lack of sleep.

He jumped a bit, you obviously taking him off guard. He tried to stumble through excuses, but nothing he said made sense. None of his excuses connected, you were starting to think he was just using you for a place to put his shit considering he didn’t even come home anymore. The next words out of his mouth caught you by surprise, your eyes widening as you stood up straight; not using the doorway as support.

Some sort of confession came out of his mouth, you almost didnt hear it because of how fast he was talking. You had to shake him by his shoulders to stop him talking, he was spitting words out almost a mile a minute. You almost wondered how he hadn’t passed out but you mentally facepalmed as you realized he was dead. He looked at you stunned, he didn’t expect you to shake him like that even if it was to get him to shut up.

You pulled him into a kiss before he knew it, he tasted like dirt but you didn’t have any right to complain; you were the one kissing him after all. He deepened the kiss, pulling you closer than before with his hands on your waist. You smiled into the kiss before breaking it, your hands still on his shoulders. You rolled your eyes at his next remark, something cocky along the lines of “i knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me” as if he wasnt the one babbling in the middle of your living room a few minutes ago.

You pulled away completely before telling him goodnight and to not keep his “work” waiting. You knew he’d be in your room in the next 5 minutes max, and that was being generous. You were right of course, he showed up by the other side of your bed dressed in his own pajamas before joining you in bed. You laughed quietly to yourself before rolling over and getting comfortable.

—

Belongs to rat6ix

For: @habitabel

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hey hey, I'd it OK if u come up with Toman hcs...

But you slander them

Whoops ok maybe I didn't slander them exactly, these kinda ended up being more annoying things they do in a relationship but here we are, one for everyone

Mikey- wants to always sleep with his old towel that he never let's you wash, tries to share it with you too even though it's too small and then gets pouty when it doesn't cover you both.

Draken- sometimes he gets a bit too invested in his motorbike, will ignore you for it.

Takemichi- says he'll handle dinner but then just gets takeout instead of cooking.

Baji- will leave bed in the middle of the night to go feed cats without waking you up "damn it Keisuke, I wanted to see the cats too!"

Chifuyu- uses manga for all his date ideas (ok this actually sounds kinda cute but be prepared for him to have the manga with him on the date and peak at it like an instruction manual throughout)

Mitsuya- works too hard, will fall asleep at his desk instead of coming to bed sometimes.

Hakkai- occasionally when he wakes up he forgets he's ok to talk to you and gets nervous all over again in his sleepy state

Pah- talks too loudly on the phone (he says it's because he's excited to talk to you but still shhhhh)

Peh- wants to invite Pah with you guys on all your dates

Smiley- threatens to kill you when you sneak up on him and kiss him (he's just a bit flustered and panicking)

Angry- takes your injuries too seriously, a tiny paper cut? Be prepared to have a bunch of plasters put on it (a kiss too)

Mucho- sir we cannot fix every argument with cheese cake

Sanzu- will follow you around to make sure you're safe at times

Kisaki- just assumes you're as good at maths as he is, will ask you random maths questions while you grocery shop to figure out prices and deals. You keep having to explain the need for a calculator to him.

Hanma- will try to irritate you just because he finds your angry reaction "cute and fun"

Kazutora- is a bit too clingy at times, be prepared to be late for work because of hugs.

Hina- will tidy up your stuff and make you lose it

Emma- insists on you having a special cute ringtone specifically for her and your phone can't be on silent.

Naoto- is very secretive about his police work,  will not tell you how his day has been.

Akkun- begs to do practice hair cuts on you, will chase you around with a pair of scissors begging you.

Takuya- tries to act too strong when he's sick, he doesn't want to seem weak to you so he takes on too much and ends up getting worse. 

Makoto- mutters when he's sleeping, keeps you up sometimes, it's always such random things too.

Yamagishi- will tell you delinquent facts at the most random times, be prepared to hear about old fights while brushing your teeth.

Koko- panics over what to buy you for birthdays because he just spoils you all throughout the year, pouts close to your birthday.

Inui- can walk better in heels then you

Taiju- laughs too loud, if you're not expecting it then it can cause you to jump.

Yuzuha- Too many other people wanting her attention, easy to feel forgotten about sometimes.

Izana- calls you his queen in public (no matter your gender) and wants you to call him your king.

Kakucho- is so nervous about you meeting izana and wanting the two of you to get along that he sweats the whole time during that first meeting (you and izana bond over teasing him about it)

Mochi- finds it easy to carry you so will sometimes just randomly pick you up if he feels you're walking too slow.

Ran- keeps low key insulting your hair when talking about his own (takes you to the salon often too)

Rindou- gets overly competitive with you at the gym, he may love you but he's not going easy on you (though I feel like a lot of you won't complain about the limb locking)

Shion- accidentally let slip he was planning to propose like a week early.

Senju- will randomly grab your hand and start quickly running if she wants to show you something (good luck with keeping up with her)

Takeomi- will steal the blankets as you're sleeping 

Wakasa- if he thinks you're talking too much or grinding your teeth or something then he'll just place his dango stick in your mouth.

Shinichiro- be prepared for cheesy pick up lines 24/7 (he wants you to say them back too)

Benkei- sometimes just throws his clothes at your head randomly (he actually wants you to wear them but instead of just asking you'll suddenly be plunged into darkness by a jacket landing on your head.

South- will sometimes randomly serenade you, even in public causing everyone to stare.

[winter-dayz]

Catch 'em, kill 'em

Pairing: Kim Jennie x Reader Amityville Horror AU Genre: Horror; Smut Words: 2500 Warnings: dead dove: do not eat; emetophobia; gore; major character death; murder; sexual content (choking mentioned, marking, safe words, slight pain play, thigh riding); strong language; suicide; violence

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

“I do have to inform you that the house has a bit of a… macabre history to it…” The realtor hesitated.

Jennie hummed, continuing to look up at the side of the house and mumbling about updates, but your attention snapped to the real estate agent. “What do you mean?”

The woman cleared her throat, “Well… A man killed his entire family here. He claimed he heard voices that told him to do it. And, the last tenants said they had some issues too. They only stayed for a very short while.”

You nodded, “What kind of issues? I mean, we were planning to renovate anyway so if there were electrical or plum–”

“Uh, no, no… More paranormal kind of issues…” The woman spoke in a hushed tone as if she were afraid someone would overhear your conversation. “The Lutz’ claimed that the house was driving George crazy so they left before even living here for a month… They left all of their stuff behind too. The original owners’ belongings also come with the house.”

“Ahh…” You hummed in understanding.

So, the place was supposedly “haunted,” and no one has wanted to buy it in decades… that was why the price was so low. It was odd that the realtor was trying to drive away a client though. Or, maybe she was one of those types to believe in the supernatural. Either way, there was no way you were passing up on a deal this good. The house was a steal in the area at just over two-hundred thousand for five bedrooms. It definitely needed remodeling, but you could tell your wife was already planning the exterior upgrades.

If you didn’t close on this, she would actually murder you.

You smiled at the agent, “That’s alright. We’re not really believers in that anyway. We’ll take it.”

🎃

The first week in the new house was hectic.

Jennie and you were constantly in and out of the place, trying to set up contracts and get portions of the house sectioned off and cleared out to begin the renovations.

Your original plan had been to use the significant amount you’d saved on buying the rundown house to hire contractors. However, as you’d both been struggling to get people in the immediate area to agree to do the work, you’d settled for hiring a more expensive contractor further out of town to help with the major projects that you couldn’t handle, and instead, Jennie and you would complete the rest.

Once that had been settled, the two of you fell back into your normal rhythm. Jennie worked on the exterior and boat house first, while you started clearing out the inside.

During the mornings you spent time apart, working on your respective projects and filled with your own quiet thoughts. It could be annoying to work in the house by yourself since the doors were old and would constantly creak open or accidentally lock when you didn’t want them to. It made moving big furniture and boxes a bit difficult alone, but you managed.

You met for a peaceful lunch on the porch, and then worked the warm afternoons on updating the electrical systems in the basement closet. It was a bitch to figure out, but you still got it done. Even if it drove you both a little crazy to be in the dark, tight space, arguing while trying not to unintentionally electrocute yourselves.

The evenings were spent laughing together over dinner, watching a movie on your laptop, and falling asleep exhausted. Jennie always seemed to wake up at some point in the night though, complaining about loud bangs coming from the attic or one of the other bedrooms, and subsequently shook you awake too. You took turns making sure wild animals hadn’t gotten into the house. There never was anything and, by the end of the week, you’d both surmised that the piping was much worse than originally anticipated and the sound must’ve been them settling at night.

Sleepily, you assured Jennie that you’d urge the plumber to come out sooner than later.

🎃

The first time something “off” happened, you didn’t really notice. The power had cut off in the middle of the day, shutting down both of your power tools, and the temperature began to drop rapidly. It was odd for the season, but you were working in a drafty part of the house.

“This wouldn’t have happened if we had just hired an electrician,” Jennie snarked, holding the flashlight for you while you tried to fix the breaker in the basement.

“I told you. No one in the area would come out here. They all think this place is haunted. If I hadn’t done it myself, we would’ve been without power for a few more weeks until someone from two towns over showed up.” You snapped back.

It had been like that the past few days. The renovations had proven to be a bit more than either of you had thought, and without much help from contractors or professionals, you had both been extremely stressed. Snapping at each other, petty remarks, and sarcasm became your chosen forms of communication since moving in.

The day after the electricity was finally restored properly, you found yourself in bed wasted. And, of course, this was the second time something obviously supernatural occurred.

Another snarky remark from Jennie led you to grabbing the nearest liquor bottle and storming off. When you woke up in bed later, barely dressed and still rather drunk, it was to the feeling of your wife straddling you. Her face was blurry and obscured in your tipsy-vision, but your hands felt their way up her trim waist regardless. Her own hands, cold to the touch so she must’ve been working in the basement or attic, slid over your chest, flicking your nipples in their path. You moaned softly as her hands came to rest around your neck.

And then she started choking you. It was nice at first, something you both liked to indulge in on occasion, but as lightheadedness in combination with your already drunken mind made you start to see spots, you rasped out your safe word.

Jennie didn’t stop.

You started yelling at her to stop, reiterating your safe word, best you could as your vision blacked; and when you felt her weight leave your waist, you stumbled to the bathroom to gulp down cold water and soothe your burning throat and chest.

Dragging yourself back into the bedroom, you found Jennie hovering in the hallway door looking concerned and confused.

“I told you to stop!” You screamed at her.

“What are you talking about?” She questioned back, her face snapping from confusion to irritation at your tone.

You sneered in condescension, “Oh? Are you too stupid to understand safe words now? Whatever. I’ll sleep in another room tonight.” She scowled as you pushed past her to sleep off the rest of the alcohol but didn’t argue further.

The third time something truly paranormal transpired in your new home, you saw it. You saw it, and you nearly shit yourself.

After your last fight, or rather you scolding Jennie on sexual boundaries, you had been sleeping elsewhere. Upon hearing loud sobs one night, you assumed it was Jennie and went to check on her, but she was nowhere to be found in your room or bathroom.

Wandering down the hall to one of the other bedrooms, the cries became louder, but they were off. They didn’t sound like your wife; it sounded like a child crying. Peeking into the room, you saw a little girl curled into a ball on the floor crying.

“Hey… Are you okay? How did you get here?”

The girl’s cries stopped, and her head snapped around to you. Her eyes were vacant and lips purple; her skin was pale and lifeless with dark black veins contrasting deeply; in her forehead was a dark red, shotgun wound.

The girl opened her mouth and let out a shriek before crawling rapidly towards you. You screamed and stumbled backwards into the hall, running for the stairs, but the girl was faster. As she grabbed your ankle, you fell forward to tumble down the stairs, and then you jolted upright.

Sweat poured down your face, breathing heavy, and you glanced around the bedroom you had been sleeping in.

“Hey, are you okay?” Jennie whispered, kneeling by the bed you were in. You jolted away from her as your nightmare played back in your mind. She hushed you and moved to hold you anyway.

After several long minutes in silence, you whispered, “This house is stressing me out, Ni…”

“I know, babe. Let’s just have a day tomorrow. No work, no remodeling. Just us together, yeah?”

“Yeah…” This house was driving you crazy.

🎃

Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned into months.

The arguments continued, heightened even. The nightmares grew more terrifying and realistic. Your sanity thinned.

At your breaking point, you asked Jennie to move out with you. She refused. In the heat of the fight, you threatened divorce. You couldn’t take much more of this. She begged you to stay, give her and the house another chance. She insisted it was still just the stress taking a toll on your relationship, on your mental health. You just needed a night out to reconnect, she said.

And maybe you did.

The two of you went out into the town—got dolled up and had dinner at a nice restaurant, took a stroll in the park, and watched the sun set at the docks.

It was nice, and you fell in love with your wife all over again.

Coming home, feeling refreshed and giggling, you both made your way to your bedroom, stumbling as you couldn’t take your hands off one another. Clothes were stripped and discarded on your way, mouths hardly leaving one another’s skin.

You both fell to the bed, fighting for dominance as was normal for you, but Jennie ended up on top. She straddled one of your thighs, grinding down when you tensed the muscle, while you sat up, sucking dark, purple marks on her neck and chest.

Jennie continued taking her own pleasure, and you reached down and harshly pinched her clit. She moaned loudly, always a bit of a glutton for pain, and urged you to do it again.

One hand remained on her thin waist, helping her slide against your thigh as she lost herself to her own pleasure; the other hand moved up to pinch and circle her nipple. When it had peaked, you bit down as rough as you knew she could take. She screamed and shook.

You smiled against her breast and glanced up, excited to see your love in ecstasy after being distant.

Instead, you let out your own blood-curdling scream.

Jennie sat above you, neck snapped at an unnatural angle. Her eyes whited out, mouth dripping with black rot. Her exposed chest ripped open, heart still pumping as blood poured out and covered you both.

You sobbed and tossed Jennie onto the ground. She twitched, her head snapping up and falling to the other side.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Jennie gurgled, viscous black seeping down from her mouth and mixing with the clotting blood splattered across her chest.

You grabbed your stomach, covering your mouth before you could vomit on yourself, and felt wetness there. Pulling your hand away from your face, it was covered in thick, warm blood. You felt yourself choke on bile.

Coughing—choking—you gagged. Nothing came up, but you still felt so ill.

Sick. Tired. Crazy.

The house had driven you crazy. And not the normal kind from stupid stress either.

The house was fucking haunted, and it wanted to drag you to hell with whatever demons lived within.

🎃

Jennie was fine. After you hyperventilated and passed out, she took you to the hospital. Your doctor said that you were physically okay, but when you explained what caused you to go into shock, he had you put on a psych hold for a few days.

Nothing happened while you were in the hospital—no visions, no nightmares, no blood or gore or screaming—which only reaffirmed your belief that your house was hell on earth.

Jennie, unfortunately, couldn’t stay. You were worried about her being in that place by herself, but you reassured yourself that it seemed you had been the target of the Amityville House’s hatred anyway. So she would be fine.

She had to be fine.

Jennie was fine.

That’s what you kept reassuring yourself with.

🎃

You wished you had never bought that godforsaken house. You wished you had just bit the bullet—so to speak—and bought somewhere nicer, more expensive, but already fixed up. You wished you had let Jennie be mad about passing on the supernatural sale, but not literally murder you.

When you got out of the hospital, having to call a taxi to take you home since you couldn’t get a hold of your wife, you found that Jennie was not, in fact, fine.

She sat, catatonic, in your living room. You shook her, shouted, even slapped her, but she didn’t respond. You had resolved to call for an ambulance, but as soon as you turned your back, she was gone.

Jennie found you before you found her.

Something dark, evil had taken over your wife. Her eyes were glazed over and bloodshot around the iris. As you called out to her, trying to wake her to her senses, her head just tipped to the side.

Your nightmares came rushing back, and you squeezed your eyes shut hoping it was just another one.

Jennie tsked at you, “C’mon now, babe. It’s no fun if you don’t even run…” Her voice wasn’t garbled this time, but it still sounded wrong. It was missing her sweet lilt, her playfulness. It was scratchy. It almost sounded like another voice laid beneath her own. Mimicking her, but not really her.

You stumbled away, and Jennie advanced with the ax, mumbling “Catch ‘em, kill ‘em…” over and over and over.

It was over rather quickly, all things considered.

Jennie had never been that strong, but she was able to pin you down easily on the floor, burying the hatchet into your chest until it was split open—mimicking the vision that hers had been in your nightmare.

She stumbled backwards off of you and pulled a small gun out her pants’ waistband.

You laid on the ground, your own thick, warm blood gurgling up. You choked on it; you felt ill. You coughed; the blood splattered across your mouth and dripped down your neck right back into your own gaping chest. You would’ve felt bile rise up if you could’ve felt anything at all.

Jennie wrapped her lips around the muzzle of the gun.

She pulled the trigger; you heard the shot, but your vision was gone before you could see her fall.

The house dragged you both down to hell with it.

[misty-235]

This is a part 2 to my cenobites on a road-trip headcannons :D written by popular demand (aka just one other person and myself wanting more silly stuff lol)

TW: alcohol, mild sexual humour, very minor mentions of animal death

The car suddenly feels rather small, as Kirsty is forced to sit between Chatterer and Butterball.

Butterball doesn’t give a damn about all of this human drama. He’s still asleep, but when the car goes around a tight bend, his head drops onto her shoulder, meaning he’s now drooling on her instead of himself. In the commotion of her getting into the car, his sun glasses fall off his face and into the footwell. Chatterer “accidentally” steps on them, cracking one of the lenses.

Chatterer refuses to leave her alone, seeing her as a new person for him to irritate. He keeps trying to make her play I- spy with him, poking her and whining, but because she doesn’t speak teeth clacking, she has no idea what he’s on about and just gets scared. Frustrated, Chatterer resorts to his old favourite- shoving his fingers into her mouth, until the Hell Priest gives him a stern talking to and tells him under no uncertain terms to cut it out.

He also won’t share his snacks with her. When she reaches for some popcorn he bites her hand and refuses to let go until Butterball pulls him off her.

Female is still drunk, and in no danger of sobering up any time soon. She wakes up as soon as the car stops and Kirsty gets in, and starts giving her slurred advice on how to “get it on” with the Hell Priest, complete with hand gestures, sound effects, and a truckload of unnecessary detail. Uncomfortable silence ensues, punctuated by her drunken, wheezy laughter.

Eventually, she tries to offer Kirsty some of her alcohol, and cheers loudly when she takes a sip (it’s extremely strong and tastes terrible.)

The Hell Priest doesn’t know what do with himself- between sweating nervously, gripping the steering wheel way too tightly, and trying to make awkward small talk, his road trip is turning out to be worse than any torture he’s ever inflicted on anybody.

He can’t decide if he wants to flirt with her or just pretend he doesn’t know who she is, so he just ends up talking about the weather. They have a long, very dry conversation about rain, and a dead pigeon Kirsty found in her garden. Fascinating stuff.

Kirsty can’t get out fast enough. She stumbles out, grabs her stuff, and runs into her house as fast as she possibly can. Female makes weird smoochy noises at her as she leaves, and yells “JUST KISS HIM ALREADY!” So loudly that Leviathan probably heard it all the way from a different dimension.

[solei-eclipse]

More random stuff about Jiu & Kioku:

I was originally going to name Jiu "Ryuu" because it meant dragon, but I realized @starry-skiez already had a Ryu. I changed names, but now that I think about it Jiu still ended up sounding like another one of Star's ocs Ji Woo 😭😭 Jiu is Ryu and Ji Woo's accidental lovechild by name

I was almost going to give Kio a long ass name, but I found it exhausting to write so I scrapped it

The color of Kio's hairtie is the same color as Jiu's eyes

Both Kio and Jiu own the same kind of purple bracelet. Kio doesn't know how she got hers, Jiu doesn't wear his anymore

Kio has a tiny fang! It doesn't protrude like Ivan's, though, it's only visible whenever she opens her mouth

Jiu, like Ivan, doesn't wear a control collar and dons a high-collared shirt instead

Kio's hair is always messy. At one point she choked on it and is still clowned on regularly by everyone who was there to witness it. She started tying her hair back more often shortly after the incident

Jiu's default sleeping position (face-down) makes it very hard for him to breathe, but it's the only way he can fall asleep. He sleeps like a log, so once he's knocked out it's up to someone else to turn him over (a certain someone used to do this for him in their childhood, but not anymore)

Now on his own, Jiu wakes up in the middle of the night panting and light-headed from his sleeping position (survival instinct 😭 his body jolts awake before he can truly suffocate)

Jiu excels in all areas, most prominently in mathematics. Kio is below average in Gen Ed subjects, good in music and VERY excellent in sports. Her peers joke that she was sent to Anakt by accident and was supposed to go to the Olympics instead

Part of Kio's struggle in academics is caused by her memory issues. This is also why she prefers sports and activity. Despite her mind forgetting, her body always seems to remember

I drew Kio in her Anakt uniform once (standard shirt + shorts), but I might alter her bottoms to look more like sports/PE pants instead

Jiu carries the demeanor (and eyebags) of a depressed middle aged man who lost his wife and works a dead end minimum wage office job. This is partly due to the fact that he was put to work at the ripe age of 10 years old

Kio feels weak and sick when she tries too hard to remember certain things. She has a special medicine for this, but what she doesn't know is that it's essentially just a sugar pill. This was issued by her guardian

Jiu is biologically from a very noble lineage of pets, which is why his guardian was so keen to have him

Overworked, jaded, and reduced to a servant, he currently resembles a luxurious trophy that has lost all its shine and luster

Once Jiu deems that he is no longer needed by Kio, he begins to distance from her heavily

Whenever she is in need of help (though rarely), he is the first to answer her call

Kio finds it very conflicting. Sometimes he pretends she doesn't exist and other times he trips over himself in an effort to help her first. It's almost like he himself can't decide, or like he's trying to make up for something last minute

Even after they've become acquainted and familiar in the Anakt Garden, Jiu still refuses to look Kio in the eyes

[bye-guys-hi-ladys-muah]

hello!! I was wondering if you could write something about lee!han and ler!stray kids where the kids find han sleeping on the couch and instead of bringing him a blanket and stuff, they all take turns tickling him (ex: on his feet, sides, armpits) to see who can wake him up first? and jisung keep squirming around in his sleep making the boys tickle him harder and harder? thank you!!

I looove this idea!! I’m so sorry for taking so long to answer 😭 Also I’m sorry if I didn’t do what you requested. Thank you for requesting!

A Rude Awakening

Lee: Han

Ler: Stray Kids

—————————————————————————————

Han was tired. It had been a long week, from promoting the new album, to training for their comeback, it’s safe to say he was exhausted. The only thing in the world he wanted to do was take a nap.

“Sleep. SLEEP!” His brain seemed to be screaming at him. He wandered from room to room, trying to find a good napping place, until he chose the couch. He would have gotten a pillow and a blanket to help him fall asleep, but the second his head touched the fabric his eyes started getting heavy and soon after, he fell asleep.

In another room, the other 7 members were chatting.

“No that’s what I’m saying, Oddinary is better than 5 Star”

“Wtf?!? No 5 star’s way better”

They slowly walked out of the room and coincidentally walked into the same room Han was in.

“Aww, Han’s sleeping.”, Chan said, smiling at how cute his bandmate was.

“He’s sleeping like a baby!” Hyunjin chuckled, while snapping a picture.

“He’s probably cold. Maybe we should get him some blankets and a pillow for his head?” Felix questioned

“Or we could cuddle him? He’s too cute to just leave here” Minho suggested

At first, the bunny’s idea seemed to be working. But, someone’s finger slipped and accidentally poked Han’s side. He moved abruptly, surprised by the sudden sensation.

“What was that? Maybe he’s having a bad dream?”

Chan, knowing how ticklish he was, smirked, understanding what was going on. Chris took advantage of the fact that his shirt was slightly pulled up, exposing his belly button. He slowly circled his pointer finger around Han’s belly button. Not wasting any time, he quickly sped up the circling, going closer to the younger’s belly button each time. Chan smiled even wider, as his finger was now inside the younger’s tickle button.

Han being very ticklish, giggled once he felt the older’s finger.

“Aw, is someone a bit ticklish?” Changbin questioned, finally understanding what was going on.

“Gahahahahaha stohop”

“Why would we stop? We just started”, Seungmin asked in a teasing way

“Pleahease don’t pin meee. And pleahease dohon’t tickle my hips, they’re too sensitive. Please don’t give mehe raspberries” Han asked in a begging manner

“I’m starting to think you want us to do all those things”

“Aww hyungie, do you actually want this?” Jeongin asked, whilst poking his side

“Noyesmaybe, hah no, of course not”

“Hmm that sounded too indecisive, I think you deserve a punishment”, Lee Know stated, while heavily smirking

“I think you’re right, hyung. Maybe a wrecking session?” Hyunjin added

“Great idea, what do you think, Han?”

At this point, Han was so flustered, he couldn’t speak coherent sentences.

“I ah I think umm”

“Aw he’s blushing already” Felix stated, making the ace blush harder

“I say we just go for it” Hyunjin stated matter of factly

“I agree!”

Before Han could reply, his arms were already pinned over his head and fingers were fluttering and scribbling all over his sensitive body.

“HAHAHA ITS TOHO MUCH HAHAHA”

“I thought you wanted this?” Lee Know teased

The teasing only made the younger even more sensitive.

“Hahahahha it tickles soho bad HAHAHAHAHAHA”

Han was reaching his breaking point, which the members could see.

“So Hannie, I think we’ve completed all your requests, except one.” Chan said

“Huh?” The rapper asked while still giggling off the ghost tickles

“You’re right, we haven’t given him raspberries yet”

“Oh nohoho I think that’s okay I don’t need that I’m fi- AHAHAHAHA” Han interrupted his rambling with his own laughter.

All the members were blowing and ticklishly kissing him in different places of his body. Although it was intense, he actually… liked it?

“HAHAHAHHAHAA I THINK I'M GONNA DIE IF YOUHOU GUYHYUS KEEHEEP GOIHING”

Han was right, his face was completely red and he was breathing very hard.

They all stopped and looked down at the younger, seeing what a cute friend they had. One that liked being tickled, even though he wouldn’t admit it.

Shortly after, they got off of him, deciding they had exhausted Jisung enough. He’d probably need another nap.

—————————————————————————————

Thank you for reading! I hope you have a good rest of your day/night 😁

(As a lee this was very flustering to write 😭)

[frogofalltime]

06.02.2024

as i am no longer taking adhd meds this is not a medication diary anymore but it has been helpful for my mental health to write about my day like this so i will continue it with a new tag :)

i slept very badly; i didn't fall asleep until very late and i kept waking up in the night having weird dreams.

i had to get up at 7:30 which was really hard but i did it. i ate breakfast and got ready and i was two minutes late for my 9am class but it's okay, the most important thing is that i went. i only wrote two lines of notes on the lecture though.

then immediately after that lecture i had a 3-hour long lab class. i did Not have a good time: i was so tired and the lab is so overstimulating even in the best of times, so i was really struggling. i also was very hungry, i think my body is catching up on the food it missed out on last week, so i went out of the lab for a few minutes to eat a snack and tried to mentally recover before i went back to continue working.

as soon as lab was over i had yet another lecture. thankfully this is the class that i have with @etherealspacejelly (seeing robin always cheers me up even if it's the worst day ever). it was just revision of some stuff we learned last year so it wasn't too hard but i was so tired that i just couldn't wait to get out of that room.

finally after 5 hours of back to back classes i finally could take a break. i went to the house where all my friends live to eat my lunch which i had left in the fridge there yesterday, and then i accidentally fell asleep on the sofa for an hour.

when i woke up we had to go to another class and by now i was Not feeling well at all. i had a headache, i was hungry again, i felt overwhelmed, and i just wanted to sleep. i spent most of the class with my head on the desk trying not to have a meltdown.

when that was finally over my friend tried to talk to me but i was unable to speak. i've struggled with this my whole life because i am autistic and i have situational mutism (?) but recently this has been happening every day. i left without saying goodbye and went home and stared at the wall for an hour because i felt like i was going to have a meltdown or cry or throw things around while screaming.

eventually i forced myself to get up and make myself some food and that helped a lot. i ate while reading percy jackson. by the time i had finished eating, i felt much better, though i still couldn't speak to my flatmate when she came in to the kitchen.

i washed my dishes and took a shower (which was very overstimulating, idk why showering has become even harder for me recently, and it was already difficult enough). i considered going to bed but it was only 8pm and i didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night so i decided to do some art instead.

drawing and creative things always improve my mood, but i often don't have the energy to do it, so i'm glad i was able to do that tonight. after that i was feeling hungry again. i was unwilling to eat Again because i already had eaten 3 meals and one snack and eating more than one "treat" food per day is against the Rules. but i know my body wouldn't ask for food if it didn't need it so i made myself some toast with nutella and seeds and i also had some grapes. it was very nice, my favourite kind of food, and i am proud of myself for letting myself eat it.

then i washed my plate and realised i had forgotten to take my antidepressant meds this evening, so i took them when i went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

now i am in bed and i feel a lot better than i did all day. sometimes i guess i need some rest, a lot of food, a creative outlet, and some Autism Time, otherwise i turn into an insane little creeture.

goodnight everyone, i hope tomorrow is better <3

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

For added drama I like to imagine that in the ikran racing au Spider is helping both Neteyam and Lo'ak in secret and neither of them knows it. I think this would probably happen in a more platonic version of the au (unless someone wanted to try their hand at a vee) where Spider becomes the person who helps bring the two brothers closer together after getting both sides of the story and seeing how much both brothers miss one another, which may not be as exciting for some but I think it would put Spider in the most hilarious of scenarios and eventually lead to some much needed brother bonding.

Ooh, yeah no thank you for both of them I don't like the idea of them competing that makes me sad :(

But I think you're giving us a classic Spider Sully au!

-Kiri and Spider have been best friends from jump, and Kiri is constantly working with the ikran with Spider. She doesn't have an interest in racing, and she has no obligation to be there, she just loves the animals.

-Spider has been there longer than anyone else's obligatory year, just hoping that one day he can race, or even just ride an ikran on his own.

-I think everything plays out exactly how I described in the nocorro and the locorro versions, except instead of love they both just end up loving spending time with Spider.

Lo'ak was already friends with him, but he's been caught up in his stress over his iknimaya lately. He's been worried about living up to his dad and his brother, worried about not having the natural connection to the animals that Kiri does. Worried about failing his iknimaya.

-Neteyam has never been as close to Spider as his siblings, but now, he finds himself able to share worries he never has. Stuff about not being as perfect as everything thinks, not feeling the natural connection with his ikran.

-Spider is going to explode, they are both just having similar problems and it would be so much easier if they just talked oh my god. He's venting to Kiri while keeping both of their secrets lol. He's been running around like one of those episodes on Disney channel where the main character accidentally has two dates to the same dance.

-But eventually they both start learning shit about Spider, about how he regularly skips meals to tend to the ikran, how he wakes up earlier than anyone else in Hells Gate to get there and gets back later than anyone else. About how sometimes he falls asleep with them instead of going back, and no one notices as he's always the first gone anyway.

-Neteyam flips at that one, when he finds Spider there asleep one morning when he was hoping to make it there before him. What if his mask malfunctions??

-(What he doesn't know is the ikran are always watching Spider when he sleeps over lol. They fucking love him).

-BUT Spider doesn't know that either, so. 😬

-They end up colluding to get their parents to adopt him, and all of a sudden they have to share why they were both working with him daily.

-Little do they know, like I stated last time, Spider is the only person other than Neytiri herself she trusts with her ikran because she's noticed how good with them he is. She's fucking on board already.

[slayonehundredninetytwo]

Grumpy Puppy

request: Perhaps Seungmin is developing a headache in the morning, which gets worse after the vocal practices the group has, so when 3Racha mentions to him that he should improve in his singing, Seungmin gets stressed and ends up fighting with them and leaves the studio. He then decides to go alone to the apartment and there he realizes that his headache has turned into a migraine and ends up vomiting but no one knows about his condition because he is the only one in the apartment (Seungmin, Felix, Minho and Jeongin's apartment). Finally the other members arrive and find Seungmin asleep so one of them decides to wake him up to eat but Seungmin gets upset because they interrupt his rest and yells at him asking to be left alone. Things go downhill because he ends up sleeping alone in his room due to no one wanting to stay with him and when his fever is higher he ends up vomiting on himself and there is no one to help him, so he starts crying and Minho hears the sobs and runs to Seungmin's room to see what's wrong and comforts him. 

Minho ends up telling the leader about the situation in the apartment and everyone gathers in the apartment to take care of the sick child. 

Happy ending! c:

——————————

From the moment Seungmin woke up that morning he knew something was off. He felt developing a headache and hoped it wouldn’t end up being too bad. But sadly, that was not the case. 

The group had vocal practice today. Usually this would be Seungmin’s favorite part of the day. But today, all the loud voices, music, and high notes were only worsening his headache. To be quite frank,  Seungmin’s singing today was… not good. 

He was of key, and his voice was cracking constantly. His members sat listening to the vocalist in horror as his vocals continued to somehow get worse and worse. 

When they finished singing through the song, it was the job of 3Racha to give some notes. As producers, they had to tell Seungmin the cold hard truth that his singing needed some work for this song.

“Seungmin, for this song, you’ll definitely need to work on certain things singing. It’s a pretty challenging song. Maybe do some extra voice lessons? You can do it, but right now it looks like it will take some hard work. “

When Chan told Seungmin this, to Seungmin’s fevered brain, it sounded more like,

“You suck. Your voice is awful. You’ll never get this song right.”,

and that really pissed him off. Even if what they REALLY said was no where close.

“Maybe you guys just are bad producers. I bet that’s why. And you guys can’t even sing well yourselves, who are you to talk about my singing like that?!?”

“Woah.. Minnie, let’s calm down a bit, it shouldn’t be that much ext-“

“NO! YOU calm down. You guys are being so mean and tell ME to calm down?!?!?!!!”

“Seungmin, we really didn’t mean to-“

“Well you did. You didn’t mean to say it?! You can’t accidentally talk like that. I’m going home.”

The rest of the group just stared at him in shock as Seungmin picked up his stuff and left.

————-

When he got home he threw himself into bed with a huff. He had calmed down a bit on the way home, but he definitely was still grumpy.  The moment his body hit the cushions, his vision swirled. It seemed that his little headache had developed into a full blown migraine as black spots dance around his vision and nausea started to build in his throat. As much as he wants to stay there in his bed, he dragged himself to the bathroom and feel to his knees in front of the toilet. The moment he was there his stomach clenched and sent the little he had eaten splashing into the bowl. With each splash, he sorta wished he hadn’t yelled at his members before, and maybe someone would be sitting beside home running their fingers through his hair and wiping his mouth. Instead his hair was falling into his watering eyes and he had to wipe his own mouth. When he was finished he trudged back to his room and was out like a light.

———————

A few hours later , his roommates returned home from the rest of their practice, hungry for dinner. They decided to order takeout since no one wanted to cook. 

“What about Seungmin?” Felix asked, not wanting his roommate to go hungry.

“Go see if he wants anything, but be careful, he’s definitely in a bit of a mood today. Don’t let him bite your head off” Lee Know said.

“Good luck.”

Felix cautiously enters the dark bedroom, hearing Seungmin’s softly snoring under the covers. He debated whether or not he should wake the sleeping puppy. On the one hand Seungmin needed to eat. On the other, He wasn’t much of a puppy tonight, and more like an angry beast. But Felix felt bad leaving Seungmin without dinner. So he gently shook him awake.

“Seungmin? Do you want some food? We’re gonna order takeou-“

“Are you kidding me?” Seungmin grunted from his bed.

“N-No I…” Felix knew he made a mistake as Seungmin glared at him with half open eyes

“You woke me up over food? You think I can’t get food myself? I’m not stupid. I would eat something if I was hungry. I just wanted to sleep and now you’ve woken me up.”

“Sor-“

“Just go away and let me rest.”

“O-Okay.”

He couldn’t have left the room faster. When their food arrived, there were only 3/4 of them at the table. When they finished eating, they settled on the couch to watch a movie. It felt kinda weird without Seungmin sitting with them, but they knew he just needed some space, clearly something was bothering him, but it would surely pass with time.

About halfway through the movie, Minho decided to call it a night as well, and headed off to his room ready to fall straight asleep. But as he approached, he heard something. Was someone crying? It had to be Seungmin since Felix and I.N. were still sitting on the couch. He almost left him alone. sometimes you’ve just gotta feel your feelings, a good cry is good for you. But this seemed different, like something was wrong. He opened the door to found his dongsaeng sitting up in his bed in the dark. He also was hit with a foul scent coming from where the boy was seated. He flicked the light on and realized the reason behind the boys crys. There was a pile of vomit on his lap and on his hands, explaining the horrid smell. 

“Oh Minnie.” Lee Know said. At this, Seungmin cried even harder. He sobbing caused him to retch unproductively into his lap, as Minho’s hand trailed up and down his spine. Once Minho could finally get him to calm down, he took of the blanket and quickly cleaned it off as well as he could before throwing it into the washing machine and grabbing a spare blanket from the cabinet. He also grabbed a thermometer since the boy had all the clear signs of a fever. When he returned, he took Seungmin’s temperature, reading 38.8 degrees celsius. 

“Minnie, why didn’t you tell us you weren’t feeling well?”

“I-I’m Sor-ry” He said through tears.

“It’s alright. I’m going to call Channie hyung.”

Seungmin nodded his head and laying down, he was out before Chan even answered the phone.

When Chan heard of Seungmin’s condition he immediately rushed to the other half of the groups apartment. When he arrived, Felix an I.N. were frankly very confused why Chan was suddenly at their dorm at almost midnight, but when they found out what was going on, they were quick to also spring into action. The rest of the night was a blur of cuddles, trips to the bathroom, fevers, and medication, but they all were determined to nurse the second youngest back to health.

——————

sorry this took so long, i’ve been crazy busy.

requests are open :>

🫶

[makos-hotbox]

can i req more ghost x reader x konig poly relationship stuff ?? i loved ur other hc list sm <33

LARGE FONT VER.

| extra info :: I decided to make the reader a k9 handler because I had a req for that but I lost it so I hope this is good! It’s also very scattered I’m sorry- |

… 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖

`⌁ ◜ 𝐰𝐞’𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. ◞

You already had scary dog privileges before with your actual dog. But after you got into a relationship with both Ghost and König, two more scary dogs were added.

When Ghost first met Shadow, you were a bit nervous on how both of them would react. You were worried that Ghost’s mask would spook the dog, but thankfully, it wasn’t that bad. The two of them were able to get used to each other really quickly.

But when it came to König, they got along immediately. He loves animals and it made him super excited when your dog took a liking to him. König loves to spoil him when he comes to your room and sees Shadow laying around. The two of them are adorable when they play around.

Sometimes the two of them stop by the K9 area to watch the two of you train. Watching from afar as you run Shadow through his different commands or test him on his searching skills. Usually, they wait for you to finish so they can walk with you next. Taking you to wherever you’re going next or just going on a stroll.

When you take Shadow out to go play, König and Ghost love to tag along. König will run around with the dog like crazy, it’s hilarious watching that 6’10 man sprint from that dog. Ghost prefers to stay back with you and just throw Shadow’s toys around for him instead.

Now back to some other normal relationship hcs-

König loves to cook for you and Ghost. Ghost isn’t really allowed to cook that much, since he usually burns the food accidentally. So König likes to take up that job when you guys are home. His favorite thing to make is breakfast for you in the mornings, breakfast in bed is a must for him.

The three of you have movie nights on the couch every time you guys are off. Ghost usually takes care of the snacks, running to the store for anything you and König would want. While you and König take care of picking the movies and grabbing blankets and pillows to get you all comfortable.

The three of you will lay piled up on the couch all night, König and Ghost on either side of you. You will switch from leaning against König’s chest and resting your legs over Ghost’s lap, and vice versa.

More than half of the time, you all fall asleep there and wake up aching in the morning form being crunched up on a tiny couch. Ghost laying with his head on your stomach with his arms wrapped tight around you. As you used König as a mattress, the German man was still sleeping soundly without issue.

If needed, König and Ghost will babysit Shadow for you. Even if they get a bit nervous that they will mess up somehow. König gets worried that he isn't feeding him enough and Ghost sometimes thinks Shadow suddenly hates him. You have to just explain that Shadow gets upset when you leave, he doesn’t want to be left with his parent’s boyfriends! He wants to be with his parent!

Ghost loves to spend quality time with you and König. Sitting with you as you binge watch tv or interest yourself in your hobbies. He doesn't mind sitting and doing nothing, as long as he's with you. Will love to have small conversations with you about the simplest of things.

If he's hanging out with König, the two of them will probably work out or even train together. You can join them too if you would like, but that’s what they're doing 75% of the time. If they're not doing that, they're probably playing some sort of video game on the couch together. Cursing under their breaths as they get frustrated and shit talking about other players with each other.

Every once in a while, you and König will have random bursts of idiocy with each other. Becoming absolute dorks and annoying the shit out of Ghost is your favorite pastime with him. Filled with giggles and jokes as Ghost curses the both of you as he tries to shove both of you in bed to sleep. He has to admit he sometimes feels like a mother when he has to care for the both of you.

König and Ghost love to spoil you and almost can never say no to your wants. Easily being able to convince the both of them to do little favors or go with you somewhere. Ghost is usually the one to go with you places.König doesn't like to go because of his anxiety so the Brit does it instead. Accompanying you to the store or the drive through of a restaurant. König however makes up for it by buying you gifts or things he notices you want. If the three of you are at the store and he catches you eyeing something, he will buy it. Either secretly or right in front of you, ignoring you tell him that he doesn’t have to.

Overall, being in a relationship with these two is very stable and protected. They're not too much for you and always love to put you first. They don’t want to see you upset or hurt so they try and make it the best for you. Showering you with love and tons of quality time with each other when you all can.

The sun had set long ago, Ghost and König still waiting for you to get home. You had recently just come home from a mission, Shadow and you had been doing some heavy work raiding a house filled with narcotics. Your boyfriends were sitting at home hoping you would come back safe. The two large military men sat in front of the tv on the couch, gaming controllers in hand. They were enjoying themselves and their games, completely engrossed in the tv to distract themselves as they waited.

König cursed under his breath as he missed a shot, causing him to get killed. Ghost immediately got revenge and killed that person for König, cursing him out as well, just louder. Once the game had ended, König leaned back and checked the time on his phone, realizing how late it was getting. “When did Y/n say they would be back again?”

“No idea but it should be soon, it couldn't have been that long since they got released.” Ghost replied, starting up a new game, single player since König was taking a break. The German man stayed silent as he awaited your arrival, he missed you a shit ton and honestly just wanted to have you in his arms again. As Ghost leaned forward to start the new round, the front door swung open a black blur sprinting into the living room.

Before he could react, Ghost was tackled by the blur. A surprised yell coming from him, fighting off the attack enough to realize that it wasn’t a monstrous blur, it was Shadow, your K9. “Shadow! You son of a- down!” Ghost yelled over his own laughs, pushing the large dog off of him. König was laughing as well, but he managed to escape in time to go and find you by the door. Placing your bag down, you spotted your tall boyfriend and threw yourself into his arms. König squeezing you in a tight hug, placing a quick kiss on your head as well. “Welcome home mein Schatz…” He smiled, leading you into the living room where Ghost was barely beginning to get Shadow to calm down.

Seeing König, the dog immediately bolted to him next. The man greeted the excited animal eagerly, crouching onto the floor to rub Shadow’s belly. Now that he was free, Ghost got up from the couch to welcome you home finally. Pulling you into a strong hug, he buried his face into your shoulder. Ghost didn’t want to let go, he missed you too much. But you still had to unpack and you really wanted to shower so you tried to pry yourself away.

“Awh come on.. I missed you.” Ghost grumbled, but paused as you leaned in to give him a kiss. Causing Shadow to start barking at the man, sending all three of you into laughter. “After all this time I have been with you two and he still gets jealous when I kiss you guys?”

Ghost sighed and let you go as you babied your dog, “I think he just secretly hates me. I knew he didn't like me from the beginning.” He scoffed and squared up with Shadow again as he suddenly barked at Ghost. The two of them going at it again, Shadow sprinting through the house as he played with Ghost and König.

REQUESTS :: OPEN

» 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 … 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞