#call me out then come at me hitting but dont complain when i hit back swinging

[hermioneismyrealname]

ALRIGHT EVERYONE (STAY IN PARTICULAR)

I have recently completed a fanfic. It is Seungmin x Insomniac Ghost. It is 12k words and I need a beta reader. Anyone who is interested can comment on this post in the next 12 hours.

Otherwise it will be posted with a "no beta: we die like men"

The ships will be in the tags. And if you don't like it, unlike twitter, we grown ups have the capability to keep scrolling.

Cheers to chaos mfkers.

[bigwishes]

Matching the Inside

"did I ask about side effects?" "no, but I still think you should hear me out"

Aden sat down to get on Nick's level.

"Listen here lil guy, you are the geeky smart guy, I'm the big guy, I asked you to whip me up something to make me the biggest guy and you said you could, now could you or are you fucking stupid and small?"

"Aden I understand but I still think you want to hear about th-"

"DONT CARE! JUST HAND IT OVER"

Nick sighed and handed over the small vial of green fluid over to Aden.

"Is this all?" Aden grunted.

Aden quickly downed the entire vial and flexed his muscles

"So when does this shit make me bigger?"

"s-soon Aden, just gotta wait a few ho-"

"WOULD YOU JUST FUCK OFF PIPSQUEAK!, if this shit fails I swear to god I'll be the fuck outta you then get my cash back"

Nick quickly left Aden to his own devices, he wasn't the best guy to get along with at the best of times and he didn't want to see how toxic Aden was going to become after an hour or so, but it was on him for not wanting to listen to the warnings...

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An hour of hard work had gone by and Aden had barely felt anything, sure he had a nasty pump and his skin felt like it was stretching by the second but nothing more than an unusually good day at the gym, however he did find one thing strange.

Aden was no stranger to sweat, but not normally this much, he was used to seeing his ass imprint when he stood up from the bench but not feeling it running down his body, not feeling it squelch in his shoes as he walked.

One of the gym attendants even asked him to please change his shoes as it was leaving huge sweaty imprints as he walked.

Aden sat down on a bench to catch his breath when he smelt something unbearable, it had to be a gym towel that had fallen behind a piece of equipment and left to reek for god knows how long. As Aden looked around for the source he couldn't find anything but when he lifted his arm he was hit by a wave of warm air that made him turn his nose up

the potent order was coming from him, and boy did he fucking reek.

Aden almost gagged on the stench of his own pits and stood up to grab his stuff to head home.

As he stood up his stomach let out a loud gurgling noise. It set in again, this time stronger and painful. Aden grabbed his stomach with both his hands and moaned and his gut continued to complain.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPP

Aden let out a loud belch that rung out through the entire gym.

"wow, eat too much before the gym big guy haha"

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPP

Aden couldn't control it, before he could even respond he had let rip and belched in the guys face.

Multiple people started to call him a gross pig, and he was in too much discomfort to argue, he could barely get a word in before he burped or belched like a stupid brute.

On his way out he stopped at the mirror, his shoulders looked wider, his biceps fuller, his pecs were stretching out his tank like it was nothing, he couldn't help but admire himself, but the admiration quickly faded when his body automatically cocked open his jaw and forcefully rumbled out another masculine belch.

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Aden had raced home, doing his best to deal with the horrible stench flowing from his body he imminently got in the shower, scrubbing himself for over and hour until there was no trace of BO left on him,

getting out of the shower he constantly sniffed his pits to make sure he smelt clean and fresh, the stench had seemed to vanish and the odd bloating all but gone, now it was time to see if the formula did anything or if he was going to crush Nick's spine with his own hands.

Aden slipped on his favourite pair of underwear and stood in front of his mirror, to his surprise he did actually look bigger, although barely, he had maybe gained a pound or two of muscle, but something looked wrong....

As Aden glanced down his incredible body he noticed his underwear was much flatter than usual, he tried to adjust himself but it felt like there was barely anything to adjust. As he pulled back the waist band he was horrified to see that his incredibly 10inch manhood and shrunken down into a pitiful 3 inches

"w-WHAT THE FUCK" Aden began to panic, his heart racing

Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead and run down his face. As Aden paced around his room he didnt notice all the sweat forming all over his body, that was until the smell set in, when he finally saw himself in the mirror again he was slick from head to toe, droplets of sweat running down him and he stuck, a stench like he had just spent a month working out non stop.

His gut began to grumble once more as the pain set it, this time more intense, like his stomach was being inflated from the inside. Aden moaned and gritted his teeth in pain.

"w..w...what is...happening..tOO MEEE AAGGGHHHUUUUUUU"

Aden watched as his abs turned red and began to expand outwards.

BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP

Aden couldn't help but belch, but it granted him no relief, he watched helplessly as his reflection expanded and grew, sweat dripping off him flooding his floor with a pool of musk and belches escaping him every time he opened his mouth to moan or complain.

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A week had gone by since Aden's strange and powerful growth but a lot had changed since then.

In a week he had been banned from almost every gym in town, banned from every restaurant, his car seats had changed colour from the sweat along with every piece of fabric or furniture he owned, on top of which most had broken in some way shape or form.

He couldn't even go to any out door cafe's as he was asked to leave because his terrible BO and constant belches upset the other customers.

Aden had all but ruined his life for muscle and size, still he couldnt help but feel mostly joy when he looked in the mirror, the way his shoulders and traps swallowed his neck, how he couldn't see past his pecs. How only after a week his powerful muscled feet would tear through his shoes. He loved being huge, but he didn't love the side effects.

The belching and stench he had gotten used to but the biggest shock to his system was the hardon he got for guys now, he used to be such a ladies man but now he felt nothing towards women and almost instantly came whenever he saw another bodybuilder flex, but even that he was willing to embrace so long as he could stay this big.

Aden stood in front of his mirror and watched as grey tank slowly turn black as it soaked up his sweat. He picked up a blender from the belch filled with his freshly made shake, he began to guzzle it down like he hadn't eaten in days, the shake spilled out from the sides of his lips, dripped through his beard and onto his tank were it quickly formed prominent stains and marks.

Aden dropped the blender panting for air.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP

His eyes glazed over as he looked at the sweating monster in the mirror. He couldn't help but notice the freak he had become,

grown too big, stretch marks all over his body, sweat and protein staining his clothes, BO so bad he could see it, and one hand pressed on his abs trying to force out another belch.

He finally matched what was on the inside

A total fuckin slob

[leviraaaaaa]

–Where the waves fade–

"Isn't this enough exploring? We're way too far."

"Hush," You threw your hand in an airy wave, indicating him to be quiet. "We're not that far, I can still hear Hange from here."

You continued to walk, paying no mind to the streak of grumbles and mumbled curses he let out under his breath. This was the first ever time here at the sea, and you were way too entranced by it. Not to mention, Levi is Levi and he'll complain no matter what you do so you learnt long ago to just shut up and let him sulk.

You looked sideways, where the endless blue went on, waves crashing just besides your feet. Sometimes, particularly large waves washed over your feet, the water trickling over your shoes. You could feel the sand slipping way underneath, just barely enough to make you slightly unstable. It was windy, the air making your hair fly everywhere, you could taste the saltiness.

You had separated yourself from the small chaotic group, letting yourself stray away, following where the wind goes. You walked alongside the beach, sand had slipped through your boots somehow, making it uncomfortable but you didn't really care. If you're gonna see the sea might as well experience it too.

It felt good.

Like freedom.

Though clearly, Levi did not share the same point of view.

"God knows what Hange is doing, can you for fucks sake, turn around?" He called out, glancing warily from you to the back, where you could just barely see the top of the heads of Hange and the others, conflicted on whether it was safe to leave them there on their own but also hesitant to leave you as well. His shoulders were tense, even the experience of seeing something as miraculous as the sea couldn't relax him a little.

"I didn't ask you to follow me, Levi." You sighed, looking over your shoulder to meet the eyes of the man who was grumpily walking behind you. "Go back, I'll be fine."

"Yeah sure." He scowled. "I leave and then you drown."

You only rolled your eyes, not bothering to respond.

"Where the hell are you going anyways? You don't know shit around here, it's not safe."

"I dont know. I'm just walking." You halted, turning around. "Levi." You said.

"What?"

"Walk with me."

"I am."

"No, you're walking behind me, come and walk beside me." You gestured him forward. "It's okay, I won't shove you down the water."

He gave you a wary look that clearly said I don't trust you but he fastened his pace anyway, until he was beside you. He glanced down at your soggy and sand covered boots, making a repulsed expression. "You ruined your fucking shoes."

You followed his glance, looking down. "True." You smiled. Then you leaned down, hooking your fingers through the edge and took your boots off, one after the other. You threw them both somewhere behind you carelessly. Levi stared at you horrified.

"What are you doing?" He asked blankly.

"Taking my shoes off?" You mumbled, digging your heels in the sand. It felt ticklish and weird, but so soft too. "Now, there's no shoes to ruin."

"You're disgusting."

"It's just sand Levi."

"It's disgusting."

"Come on, it feels good."

"If you're trying to convince me to do the same you've gone insane.”

Safe to say, you paid no heed to him. Instead, tiptoeing over the sand carefully, you started edging towards the water. The waves crashed hard, trickling water through your toes and almost making you lose your balance but you felt glee.

“There could be like a million fucking things in there,” Levi was complaining gruffly, “We don't know shit about this place. And all of you are acting like children. Hey, are you even listeni—”

“Levi, I'm gonna run in.”

“Wh—”

But he didn't even get to finish his sentence and you were already running, squealing loudly when the wind hit you hard, the water splashing around you high with every clumsy and wild step you took and in a second you were drenched. “Oh my god!” You let out an excited laugh when a big wave crashed against your ankle, almost tipping you off. You twirled, giggling. “Oh my god!"

“Are you sure you're not gonna come in?” You yelled at him loudly, barely audible through the loud wind.

He looked down at the water, warily stepping away and casting them a suspicious glare crept closer to his boots with every wave.

He thinks. He doesn't like water. Water is unpredictable. Water is chaotic. Water is not something he can control and he doesn't like things he can't control.

But he looked at you again and all denial seemed to leave him.

The expanse of blue stretched far beyond where his eye could see. The sea was mesmerizing, timeless. But so were you.

So were you.

And for a second, Levi's head was blank.

He wasn't watching the sea anymore. All he could see was you. You, with that radiant smile of yours, in the endless blue with your hair wet and flying around everywhere, water dripping down your face. The ocean glittered, and even from here, he could see the water drops that clung to your lashes, the sheen on your lips. The flowy white blouse you wore was now completely drenched, the fabric stuck to your skin. Far in the horizon, the sun was lower, just about to set. It was sending its last few bright rays and it hit you, painting the most dazzling scene he'd ever seen.

He could hear your laughter, high and sweet, creating a beautiful harmony as the wind howled alongside, the sea roaring with every crash.

You looked unreal.

Temptations. He knew. He knew he should know better. But when had he ever known better when it came to you?

You were you and he was only just a man.

He was only a man.

Slowly, he lowered down, his fingers moving swiftly to untie the laces of his boots. He rolled up his pants and his sleeves. Then slower, even slower, he took a step.

The joy of you was beyond words. You could hardly keep your happiness contained, glowing in excitement when you saw him cautiously edging in the water with the grumpiest face. You were almost bouncing. “See?” You exclaimed happily, grinning at him. “It's not so bad right?”

When you reach out your hand, he takes it. He lets you guide him through the cold water lapping at his feet. “It's fucking freezing.” He scoffed, goosebumps rising on his skin. The sand felt weird underneath, it made him feel unstable, like something kept shifting out of his feet and he was floating.

As if on cue, a big wave crashed, kicking the balance from your feet. You'd already been swaying, unused to the constantly shifting water and the soft ground. As the water rushed past you, you almost tipped over

“Oh fuck—” The curse escaped you as you felt your feet lose it's hold and you leaned forward. But Levi was quicker, his arms grabbing onto your waist before you fell face first, stabilizing you. You shot an apologetic grin towards him, holding on his arms to regain your balance. He did not look impressed.

“I warned you.” He said flatly. “I'm not gonna fish you out if you fall and drown and die.”

“You just did though.”

“Keep talking and that'll change.” But his grip tightened around you.

You didn't push further. You've already pushed your luck far beyond when you'd managed to get him into the water. If you pushed further, chances were he'd drag you out of here. Nope, you'll take what you get.

The two of you stood like that for a while. The chilly water licked at your knees, rushing up to meet you as you just let the rhythm of the waves brush over you, the horizon stretching out into infinity. The salty air filled your lungs as you shared this unspoken moment—a glimpse of something bigger, a freedom so rare in your world that neither of you knew how long it would last.

“It's beautiful, isn't it?” You said softly, gaze set on the horizon. The setting sun gleamed off of your eyes.

Is it? He wondered as he looked at you. You were watching the ocean with the widest eyes, like you'd been entranced by it.

The ocean was beautiful. In its own strange way. There was this vastness about it, endlessly stretching blue. But he could hardly be aware of what was before him when you were beside him.

You're beautiful, is what he wants to say.

It's something in your eyes, he thought. The certain spark only you've ever had. There was an entire ocean in your eyes. There was an entire universe in your eyes. He wanted to tell you he had already seen everything beautiful there was to see. He doesn't need the fucking ocean or the mountains or the stars, everything you're always being sappy about. He had the fate to look at you.

He doesn't say any of it though. He doesn't have the guts too.

Instead, he slides his fingers through yours. You look surprised, but you don't pull away. He almost stop breathing when your hold tightened.

He didn't know what you were thinking and he didn't want to know. He hoped you think it's because he doesn't want you to fall or to trip. He hoped you wouldn't feel the rush of blood in his ears that howled louder than the wind ever could. He hoped you didn't see the look on his face or hear the heart that was slamming against his chest.

He hoped that you would never find out. But he was so, so scared. So scared as the sun set and the light was leaving the world, with the waves washing away, that if he doesn't hold on to you, you'd slip through his fingers. You'd fade. You'd disappear like every good thing he's ever had in his life.

So he held on.

[meracyn]

Hello 🤗 your writing style is so cute and fun to read lol i like your energy :) can i request more kokichi hc? It's ok if not!

͟͟͞͞꒰➳ mischief !

synopsis kokichi, ever so unpredictable with his antics. despite being carefree, he’s still loyal when it comes to you. showing it through his usual mischievous ways, of course. warnings cursing, crack, messing with food? if thats a warning author’s notes thank you anon, it means sm to me <3 and its here!!

let’s continue with these, like we all know;

little shit

kokichi is the type of boyfriend to steal your things randomly

one day you have lots of snacks and sweets stocked up in a hidden place

next day there’s either wrappers or nothing 😭

just whoosh, all gone

when you ask him about it he gets all defensive

“what? me? stealing your snacks?? i would NEVER” like mf who else would it be ☠️

literal drama queen

likes to call you over and when you arrive, the little shit is nowhere to be found

“Y/NNNNN” kokichi screams, “COME OVER ITS IMPORTANT” he yells

once you get there, the stick isnt there

“kokichi where the hell are you”

no answer

“bOO” — jumps on your back, making you both fall on the floor

“you’re so weak, im not even heavy and you still made us fall”

“mf you weigh more than two capybaras combined what are you on about”

i just imagine kokichi as “boy who cried wolf”💀

loves scaring you and stealing your things idk what his deal is but you chose him, cant be complaining now 😭 gl tho

most likely the type to copy off your answers in a test or homework when he’s feeling too lazy to study

if someone tries to hit on you in front of him, kokichi would probably scare them off by threatening to send his gang after them, makes it sound so realistic too somehow

“the supreme leader deserves the best after all”

mf WHERE

kokichis text can be from spamming memes to shit like “watch out tonight.....” or “make sure to close ur door..”

likes pissing you off all the time but there are moments where hes actually sweet to you, but its rare

the type to spill hot sauce in your food or make it very salty when you aren’t looking

dont trust your food with this guy he will take it as a sign of you letting him mess with it

idk if this really fits kokichi but if you’re ever tired and want to take a nap, put on a crime movie and he’ll be distracted for a while, like some little kid lmao

[ugotcooneycrossed]

have i told you lately, im grateful youre mine • alessia russo

w/c: ~900

alessia doesn't like anyone as much as she likes you- or, how mean girl less is really just a big softie

a/n: i dont really love this but its done so

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the skies are overcast- the cold wind hitting your cheeks and nose- no matter how hard you try to cover them in your scarf.

it’s raining- small droplets fall down and splatter on the ground, and on your clothes- well alessia’s clothes, but really it’s basically yours anyway.

it feels just like home really.

you had no reason to make the move to america- unfortunately gifted with the burden of two left feet, and asthma so bad your breathing could rival that of a pug, a sport scholarship was out of the question. thankfully your skills in books landed you with endless opportunities, that wouldn’t cause you to fall on your face. you could’ve gone to any uni really- but with an academic scholarship calling, and the promise of much better weather, you couldn’t turn it down.

and it was only ironic that you met alessia when you finally got to UNC- stargirl to the extreme and very- very serious footballer. even thinking about her sport made you breathless- or well, thinking about her playing football with the stupidly attractive captains armband made you breathless.

friday night games are your favourite- all your focus can be diverted to watching your girlfriend play.

and like every other week- your voice is sore from how much you’ve been cheering and screaming for the blonde striker.

they’re winning two – nil, those scored by of course alessia.

and no matter how many games you go to, no matter if they’re here at UNC or somewhere across the world for youth international duties, and no matter how many times she scores. you will always be the loudest one cheering.

you manage to make eye contact with her, beaming at her and sending her a thumbs up-and she smirks back at you, blowing you a kiss. your cold cheeks start to warm and you sit back down when the people around you start to tease you.

everyone and their mothers know who alessia russo’s girlfriend is- she’s quite known for her possessive streak around campus.

there was the time where she poured her drink on someone when they didn’t get the hint, also the time she came to you at half-time at her game to steal your jacket so everyone could see the number on the back of your shirt- then nursing you back to health when you inevitably got sick, and also the time she blew off training and had to run laps- all because she wanted to cuddle.

so, no- she’s not subtle at all.

not that you’d complain of course- her jealousy is very attractive.

by the time the stands clear out- it’s just you left, waiting for your girlfriend to finish her post match routine.

“hey (y/n)!”

you beam at the voice- running down the steps to jump into lotte’s arms for a hug.

“hi! you were so great out there!”

“how do you know- I’m sure lessi was all you could focus on.”

“that’s not true carlotte. i love all you girls equally.”

“hmm well i wasn’t even playing, so i think you’re lying.”

lotte wiggles her eyebrows at you, and your mouth drops I shock- before you rub the back of your neck in embarrassment.

“sorry lotts.”

“just kidding! i really was playing- but you still didn’t notice so ha!”

“go bother someone else’s girlfriend lotte- or, go get your own!”

alessia swings her arm around your shoulder and your hand comes up to hold hers- fingers entwining. alessia presses a kiss to the side of you face and stares at lotte.

“calm down less- i’m just messing around.”

you elbow your girlfriend.

“yeah, yeah. bye now lotte i’ll see you tomorrow.”

you both watch the older girl walk away- and alessia sets off, arm still around your shoulders, bringing you close to her side. you start to stumble over your feet at the awkward angle she’s created.

“less let me go- i can’t walk properly.”

“no.”

-

in the few years alessia’s been here, she’s garnered quite the reputation- a harsh captain with a mean streak, always quick with insults, and never afraid to get into a physical fight.

she’s competitive, and judgemental- and well a mean girl.

but you know better.

you know that she’s a sucker for romantic films- no matter how many times she tells you its stupid, she’ll always end up crying first.

you know that she lets you win- at any game really, ‘miss sore loser’ seems to always forget how to play whenever its against you.

you know that her jealousy is just because she loves you- and despite time, and time again reassuring her that she doesn’t need to be jealous, that you have and always will love just her- she continues to bite the head off just about anyone who so much as looks at you.

you can especially see it in the way she grips your hand tighter, the way her eyes glare at anyone daring to get too close, but mostly- you can tell in the way she refuses to let you go, from whatever party youre at, all the way back to your dorms.

shes a softie really- hanging off you as if you were her lifeline- puckering her lips and begging for kisses.

no one knows her the way you do.

the way you could do absolutely nothing with her and itd still be perfect.  

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 26: face riding with kafka from hsr

warnings: face riding, slight overstimulation, clit pinching, hair tugging, reader is completely nb but kafka refers to reader as handsome, androgynous reader supremacy

notes: would u guys dislike me if i say i dont like kafka as a character????

“can you ever say no to me, handsome?”

no. no you really couldn’t say no to her. not with that beautiful face, amazing confidence, gorgeous body and the way she teasingly calls you by that nickname. you had a love-hate relationship with the woman and the nickname she gave you and it showed. badly.

it wasn't like you could be controlled by her spirit whisper. no, you had an odd immunity to it, to everyone's surprise, to kafka's amusement at this new revelation and to your own sudden growing horror at the wide grin on the woman's lipstick covered lips. she found it odd and intriguing. not even blade, in his mara stricken state, couldn't help but follow kafka's orders like an obedient puppy the moment she uses her powers. and yet you could. not even an aeon, not even mara stricken, not even some sort of a special being. no you were a human just like her and the half of the stellaron hunters and yet somehow, by some ways, you had the strength to resist her whispers.

perhaps that was why she found you so intriguing. just a simple human, not even a stellaron hunter but rather a part of the astral express crew and yet you resisted her whispers. downright defied it, even. oh, the nerve it hit. oh, the amusement it brought to her otherwise dull and bleak life. oh, the moans and whimpers it tears out of her mouth every time she sneaks aboard the express, sneakily making her way to your room for some late night rendezvous.

it was wrong and you defied it at first. didn't even bother to pay attention to the woman as she makes another flirtatious comment to your way. batting her lashes, offering a smile, sneaking in a few touches here and there. you were so cute in the ways you shied away form her touch. just her in general. but to her surprise and delight, you were completely different when in private.

dragging her off to some random dark alleyway, pushing her inside a dark, storage room, a hand keeping her obediently in place against the wall, eye to eye as your one hand forces her to keep the eye contact as your other hand skillfully fingers her. she could barely hold back her noises the first time, completely taken aback by this sudden show of dominance that cane from someone so… shy like you.

where was the sweet handsome who shied away from her touches? who adamantly refused to even look into her eyes? who turned bright red, turning your back to her whenever she sent you a wink or blew a kiss to your way?

not that kafka was complaining. she loved letting someone as handsome as you take the reigns from her. if anything, she was almost possessive with it. with how she keeps reminding you to stay away from others. to have eyes only for her and no one else. she even went as far as to threaten your most frequent visited hook-up, ensuring that she will be the one that you call first and foremost.

how could you ever be mad at her? she was just trying to keep you safe. at least that’s the pathetic excuse that she comes up with whenever you confront her about it. to which, you always make sure to fuck her good until she could no longer remember the reason she did what she did to begin with.

walking into your room at the express without knocking, the stellaron hunter sneakily makes her way next to you. you were sleeping. completely out of it, it seems as you drool and snore loudly, lying on your back with the blanket thrown on the ground.

“such a messy sleeper you are, handsome” kafka purrs out softly, taking off her gloves to run a hand through your hair. it was messy, slightly damp. you probably took a shower before you passed out like a dead person. the thought made her chuckle.

sitting down beside your sleeping form on the bed, she makes a quick work to take off her boots. no time to waste. as much as she wanted to admire your cute sleeping face, she had no patience to do that right now. after all, she came here for a reason.

one by one, her clothes are lessened, taken off and discarded on the floor which showed just how pent up she was. kafka always loved her jackets and made sure to take good care of them but not this time. she had other things to take care of. kissing your face and chin, making you groan in your sleep, she knew exactly what she was doing. bare body flush on top of you, messing with your hair, face, hands — everywhere she could touch. you were always a light sleeper and it didn’t take long until you were awake. groggily blinking your eyes, trying to make sense of what was happening.

it didn’t take long until you realized it of course. the woman lying on top of you with her body flush against yours with her usual impish grin was enough to make you groan.

“kafkaaaa… let me sleep, dammit” you groan out, dragging out her name in annoyance as your arms comes up wrap around her back. funny how you say that yet wrap your arms around her like you missed her as much as did you. with a knowing giggle tumbling out of that cherry red lipstick covered lips, the magenta eyed woman wiggles her hips on top of yours teasingly.

“tired, handsome? what a way to welcome me back” she coos out, a hand running through your hair yet again. just hearing your sleepy, hoarse voice made her rub her legs together in anticipation. aeons, you sounded hotter like this.

“just shut the fuck up and sit on my face. i’m exhausted and in no mood to deal with you” you mutter, a yawn cutting your sentence. at least you were offering her a way to get off despite your current state. kafka couldn’t be more grateful for your big heart.

taking your offer with delight, she slowly climbs off of you before getting on top of you again. strong thighs on the side of your head, her dripping pussy right in front of you before she slowly lowers herself down on your mouth. immediately, she lets out a soft moan, a hand going down to tug on your hair as she feels how easily you pushed your tongue inside her eager insides.

as much as you hated the woman, or claimed to hate her, you absolutely adored the way she tasted and the noises she made. whether it be the soft moans and the bit back muffled surprised squeals or the sound of her glistening pussy dripping with arousal each time you fucked her to her desires. whether it be with your fingers flicking her clit, tongue showed deep inside her plush walls or when you decide to push her face down as you fuck her from behind. kafka loved it either way.

but there was something oddly intimate about sitting on your face. allowing you to devour her like she’s your last meal. tongue retreating for a moment to suck on her clit, teeth grazing against the hardened nub that makes her legs shake and let out a loud moan before thrusting back inside her. slick spreading on your mouth and chin, nose brushing against her sensitive clit as your tongue simply continues to eat her out like a starved person. hands coming up to hold her down, slowly grinding her back and forth on your tongue. you absolutely adored each moans that comes out of her. or the harsh tugs to your hair as she reaches her high, spilling her delicious cum into your mouth as your hand pinches her clit. a way to lengthen her climax as she lets out curses.

well, at least you were both satisfied for now. it would only continue once you wake up after having a much needed rest. and judging by how the magenta eyed woman laid in your arms, thighs occasionally twitching from the sheer force of her climax, you knew she had the same idea as you.

[i-am-a-l0st-gh0st]

Ok ok but hear me out once more...

Reader steals lyney cards/freminets scrap as lyney is making a performance/freminet is on a diving mission and tries to make a magic trick/is tinkering with the scrap trying to make their own mechanical penguin, just like their crush/lover. But time flies by too quickly as the reader keeps failing that they forgot to pay attention to it

Where ever you go I'll go with ya Lyney/Fremient x gn!reader (separate)

Where ever you smoke I'll smoke with ya

Warnings- Just some fluff

Summary- (Lyney) you find a pack of cards and start to practice tricks to show your boyfriend. (Freminent) Running through your shared homes, holding bits of scrap metal was how you'd planned to spend some of your day, but not all of it

Notes- I am alive! Struggling to find motivation 😔

Lyney

It was a plan you'd had for a while. You wanted to suprise your boyfriend with a magic trick. Even if he was extra skilled at what he did, you still wanted to suprise him. When lyney was out for a show you ran to go find a deck of cards.

Turns out he had piles in his room for practicing. But he always had 2 special sets he used for performing, the one you'd gotten him and the one his sibling's had gotten him. A deck of cards was on his side of the bed. You knew he stayed up late to practice tricks to show, but you m

never complained. The sound of his frustarted groans and happy noises had become a lovely sound to sleep too.

You crawled onto the bed, cards in hand and pulled out your phone. Searching for the best card trick you could find. Most of them looked pretty difficult, but it was something you wanted to do for a while.

You loved Lyney's face when he was suprised. It was like the sun had literally come into your room. His smile could brighten anyones day.

For the next few hours you hyperfocused on the cards in front of you. Practing over and over again till you got it perfect, even going so as to video call your friend to show them. But to you it didnt feel like it was perfect.

"Darling? You still in bed?" A voice rang throught the house.

*oh crap* you thought. You'd lost track of time trying to do this trick.

"Y-yeah one minute!" You called out trying to shove the cards back in the packet.

Its not that you were embarrased but you were scared to show him incase you messed up. All that time you spent practising, would be for nothing.

"Oh darling." A smile crept on his face. "Trying to do a magic trick were you?"

"N-no."

"Come on, dont lie."

"Yeah."

A chuckle escaped his lips as he sat down next to you. He wrapped a gentle arm around you, and leaned into you.

"Wanna show me?"

"Well its not perfect yet-"

"Dont doubt yourself honey."

Fremient

Fremient usually left the house early but never without saying goodbye. He always loved to go on early morning dives to see the sunrise peaking throught the depths of the water. Sometimes you went with him, but today you had to stay home. You told him you were still super tired and were gonna sleep for a bit.

But you weren't, really. For months and months, you'd watched him tinker with things, and you wanted to do the same. You had an idea for a small penguin that he could carry around if he wanted.

As soon as you heard the front door, click shut, you shot up out of bed. You ran to his little workshop and found the pile of scrap pieces. You picked out the ones that looked the most pleasing.

For hours, you mumbled and groaned to yourself and completely lost track of time. Before you knew it, fremient was standing right by the door to the workshop.

"Y/n? What are you doing?" Fremient chuckled.

You stood up quickly and narrowly avoided hitting your head on the shelf above. "Oh, nothing!"

He walked slowly towards you and rubbed your head where you almost hit it. "Careful."

"Yeah yeah."

"So, what were you doing?"

"Just making something..."

"Would you like some help?"

"No! I mean, it's for you..."

Fremient turned a shade of red, as you mentioned that. He looked down at the ground, doing anything to cover his face. He sat down on the seat behind you.

"You can make it, and i can help if you need."

"Alright."

After about 10 minutes of you started to give up. Until fremient came up behind you and started to help.

"So this bit goes here, and this here." He pointed. "It's okay to ask for help, y/n."

[blehdsvvds]

RAHHHH JUST TO KET YOU KNOW I LOVE YOUR DAZAI AND CHUUYA HEADCANNONS OF THEM BEING A DAD🙏🏽❤️💕💕

Could we have headcannons of Dad!Dazai and Dad!Chuuya and their reactions if we get hurt?? 👀 NOT HURT HURT BUT LIKE WE GET KIDNAPPED BY SOMEONE AND STUFF ⁉️

MOST DEFINITELY VRO🙏‼️‼️

IM NOT SURE IF YOU WANTED IT TO BE SOUKOKU PARENTS WHEN YOU GET KIDNAPPED BUT I DID UT SEPERATLY, I CAN ALWAYS MAKE A NEW ONE FOR YOU IF YOU WOULD LIKE THOUGH^^, WARNING TO OTHER VIEWERS,

TW; THEMES OF KIDNAPPING BUT NOT DEAD DOVE KIDNAPPING

Dad!chuuya and Dad!dazai when you get kidnapped (seperate)

Dazai

- It started off with Kunikida giving dazai some work to do

- HES SO LAZY HE DIDNT WANT TO DO IT AT ALL

- lucky for him, he brought you into work today

- HE WORMS HIMSELF OVER TO YOU AND HITS YOU WITH THAT "heyy [____] can you ple-" HE GETS CUT OFF WITH YOU GROANING

- "COME ON I DIDNT EVEN ASK YO-" "your gonna ask me to run the errands kunikida gave you” BRO WIPES A TEAR AND PATS YOUR BACK

- “YOU KNOW YOUR OLD MAN TOO WELL” as he slips a list of stuff you need to get and his kunikidas credit card

- you figured you might need a break anyways so you went off to buy some stuff

- what you didnt know was the port mafia was planning to capture you as a hostage to get information out of the ADA

- after buying that whole mile long list, it was so hard to carry all the bags

- you randomly got pushed into this car that zoomed off right after

- you were so confused but you were NOT complaining, you go comfy in the seat

- “bro bless you guys, you have no idea how heavy those bags were”

- when you looked around the car, you realised that the black lizards just kidnapped you

- AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO ASK IF THEY GIVE BEVERAGES HERE

- hirotsu has MAJOR VIETNAM WAR FLASHBACKS OF DAZAI, BRO LOOKS AT YOU WITH THAT 100 YARD STARE

- when they bring you back to the pm, they inform the ada that they have you hostage, AND YOUR STILL ASKING IF THEY CAN GIVE YOU A FANTA

- As soon as they finish the words "we have [____] held captive" THE LIGHTS GO OFF

- ALL THEY CAN HEAR FROM YOU IS A "OOHOOHOOHOOO"

- ITS LIKE IN THE SHINING VRO THEY ATE ALL QUIVERING IN THEIR BOOTS

- THEY ARE ALL GETTING DRAGGED AWAY ONE BY ONE IN THE DARK

- AND YOU CAN HEAR YOUR DAD DOING THE "Henesy..... come out and playyy"

- SAFE TO SAY THE WHOLE BLACK LIZARDS NEEDED AN EMERGENCY TO THE HOSPITAL

- HE CHECKED UP ON YOI AND MADE SURE YOU WERE OKAY

- HE SPOILT YOU FOR THE NEXT THREE WEEKS, ALL YOU COULD SAY IN RESPONSE TO THAT WAS "I could get use to this"

Chuuya

- IM GONNA USE THE GUILD FOR THIS SENARIO

- YOU AND Q WERE SENT OUT ON A MISSION AND YOU KNOW THE REST, LOVECRAFT CATCHES YOU GUYS

- YOU DONT GET TORTURED THOUGH‼️

- THEY ONLY HURT Q BECAUSE THEY ONLY NEED THEIR ABILITY (POOR BABY 🙁)

- Unfortunately for you, you had to be taken care of by Mark

- I SAY UNFORTUNATELY BECAUSE BRO DOES NOTT‼️ KNOW HOW TO SPEAK JAPANESE

-SO THE ENTIRE TIME HES DOING THE "Haro?" THING FROM SCARY MOVIE 4

- you would used Google translate to communicate with the quild

- BRO THE AMMOUNT OF THINGS THAT YOU HEARD THAT MADE YOU WHIP OUT THAT SPEED FACE

- HEARING JOHN TALK ABOUT HOW HE WANTED HIS SISTET TO HAVE THE PERFECT LIFE ANDYOI JUST HAD TO

- BACK TO CHUUYA

- since chuuya is your dad, he taught you how to sneak things for your safety

- lucky for you, you had your phone on you, so you called your dad

- YOUR PHONE BROKE FROM HOW ANGRY HE WAS VRO

- SINCE YOUR IN MARKS CARE, YOU CAN SEE THIS THING FLYING FULL BLAST TOWARDS THE MOBY DICK

- ITS THAT VINE THAT GOES THE "Watch yo jet bro, BRO WATCH YOUR JET WATCH YOUR JET"

- IT WAS CHUUYA AS ARAHABAKI

- AFTER HE TOOK DOWN EVERYONE HE HEARS YOU NEXT TO HIM SAY

- "yo dad why you the 'bro thought school was for one day, HE MAD AS HELLLLL😂😂' "

- you get taken down with the rest of the guild after saying that

- AFTER YOU GET BACK TO THE PM WITH CHUUYA, CHUUYA THROWS A WHOLE GET TOGETHER (He spoild you bro)

- AND AT TGE DINNER TABLE YOUR TELLING EVERYONE WHAT HAPPEND WITH THE GUILD

- EVERYONE IS IN SUITS, CHAMPAGNE IN HAND, THAT RICH LAUGH AND YOU SAY SM LIKE

- "AND I WAS LIKE, 'ZOINKS LOVECRAFT, I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE CTHULHU'

- *que the entire port mafia having that rich laugh*

A/N: FINALLY DONE VRO🙏, THIS WAS ALLATA FUN DOING, SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES, IM GOING INTO SCHOOL HOLIDAYS SO ILL BE MORE ACTIVE CHAT😈🙏🙏

[arabe11as]

spilling drinks on my settee

[SIAS!Alex]

Warnings: Matt mention + smut🫡

Matt had texted, saying he was finally off tour and in your area, suggesting you come meet him at a pub tucked away on a quiet side street. You stared at the message for a moment, a grin spreading across your face as you felt a spark of excitement.

It had been months since you’d last seen him, and you couldn’t help but feel a little flutter of nerves. You knew he was kind of famous now, drumming for some band that was gaining momentum, but you’d never met any of his bandmates. Pulling on your jacket, you wondered what it would be like seeing him again after so long—and how different he might be since everything had taken off for him.

You arrive at the pub, the warmth and noise hitting you as you step inside. It’s dimly lit, packed with people, and the air is filled with laughter and conversation. You scan the room, squinting through the crowd, feeling a flicker of uncertainty—what if you don’t even recognize Matt after all this time?

As you weave between groups of people, you try to spot him without looking too lost. Just as you turn to check another corner, someone crashes into you, their drink splashing all over your top.

The cold liquid shocks your skin, and the force sends you stumbling backward until you hit the floor. For a second, you’re too stunned to move, the sounds of the pub fading into a dull buzz as you process what just happened.

“Shit, sorry, love, are you alright?” he asks, his thick Sheffield accent cutting through the noise. You look up, and a young lad with long, shaggy brown hair and warm, inviting brown eyes offers his hand.

Normally, you’d be annoyed, maybe even swat his hand away, but something about him makes you pause. You take his hand, and he pulls you to your feet. “I’m sorry. I should’ve been watching where I was going,” you say with a light laugh.

“Nah, it’s my fault. I wasn’t paying much attention either,” he replies, smiling, his hand still holding yours a beat longer than necessary. You notice the cool touch of a silver ring on his finger pressing against your skin, its coldness a contrast to the warmth in his eyes as he seems momentarily distracted by you.

“What’s your name?” he asks, leaning in a little closer, his eyes still fixed on yours. “I’m—” you start, but before you can get the words out, you hear Matt’s voice calling your name.

“Y/n!” he yells, jogging over with a grin, glancing between you and the lad standing next to you. “Oh, you met Alex!” Matt says, laughing as he looks at you both.

“Met? More like he spilled his drink all over me,” you tease, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, he’s pissed,” Matt chuckles, giving Alex a playful nudge.

Alex scratches the back of his head, his cheeks tinged pink. “Proper introduction, then—sorry about the drink.”

Matt leads you over to a table tucked in the corner, where two other guys are lounging with pints in hand. “This is Jamie, and that’s Nick,” Matt says, pointing them out. You exchange greetings, and they both seem friendly enough, giving you easy smiles as you take a seat.

Alex slides in next to you, looking apologetic. “Seriously, I’m sorry about your top. Can I get you another drink to make up for it?”

You laugh, waving it off. “No dont worry, but I do smell like whiskey now, so thanks for that.”

He smirks, leaning back in his chair. “I’m not complaining.” His eyes twinkle with mischief, and you feel a spark of excitement as the conversation flows around the table.

The pub fills with laughter as the night goes on, drinks flowing freely, and the conversation turning livelier. You find yourself quickly warming to the group, bantering with Jamie and Nick, while Matt throws in stories that make everyone howl with laughter.

Alex keeps quiet for the most part, but you notice the way his eyes keep drifting to you when he thinks you’re not looking. Each time you catch him, he quickly looks away, pretending to be invested in whatever conversation Matt is having. It’s subtle, but the way he glances your way makes your stomach flutter.

Eventually, the others get caught up at the bar, leaving just you and Alex at the table. He leans back in his chair, his eyes still glinting with that same mischief from earlier. “So, you and Matt, how did you two meet?”

“Through a mutual friend,” you explain, swirling your drink. “It’s been a few years, but we’ve always kept in touch.”

He nods, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “He’s a good lad, that one. Known him since we were kids. Surprised he didn’t introduce us sooner, to be honest.”

You raise an eyebrow, catching the hint in his tone. “Are you flirting with me, Alex?”

He chuckles, a low, warm sound, and his hand drifts to your thigh, resting there lightly. The touch sends a shiver through you, and instead of pulling back, you shift closer, leaning into his touch.

“Is that a problem?” he murmurs, his eyes locking onto yours with a teasing glint.

You smirk, feeling a thrill at the way his hand lingers. “Not at all,” you reply, your voice light.

Just as the conversation takes a more playful turn, Matt returns with Jamie and Nick in tow, breaking the moment. Alex’s hand slips away, and you settle back in your seat, still feeling the warmth of where his fingers had been.

As the others gather their things, Matt stretches and sighs. “Right, lads, I think I’m calling it a night. Need to get some sleep for once.”

Jamie nods, downing the last of his drink. “Yeah, me too. Early start tomorrow.”

Nick chimes in, “Same here. Been a long day.” They all agree, and you push back your chair, following their lead.

As they wander over to the bar to settle the bill, Alex stays behind, leaning close. “Where do you live?” he asks, his tone casual but his eyes flicking with interest.

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued by his sudden curiosity. “Just a few streets away. Why?”

He grins, shrugging like it’s no big deal. “Thought I’d walk you home—make up for the spillage, you know.”

You can’t help but smile, warmth spreading through you. “Alright, sounds fair.”

Outside, the cool night air hits your face, and you shiver slightly. Matt pulls you into a warm hug, patting your back. “It was really nice seeing you, Y/N. Been way too long.”

You smile, squeezing him back. “Yeah, it really has. We need to do this more often.”

He pulls back, grinning. “Definitely. Don’t be a stranger.”

As you and Alex start to head off, the others turn, and Matt raises an eyebrow, smirking. “So, Alex walking you home, is he?” He nudges Alex playfully. “You two behave yourselves, yeah?”

Jamie laughs, joining in. “Yeah, don’t go shagging in the street or anything.”

You roll your eyes, laughing. “Oh, get lost, the lot of you.”

“Innit, fuck off,” Alex adds with a grin, shaking his head at his friends.

“Alright, alright, take care!” Matt calls out, and you wave as they all head down the street, disappearing into the night.

Once they’re gone, Alex looks at you with a smile. “Shall we?”

“follow me,” you say, falling into step beside him. The night air is cool, and the streets are quiet, just the distant hum of the city filling the space.

You walk home for a while, talking about everything and nothing. He asks about your work, your favorite pubs, and what you love about the city. You ask him about touring, about how he and Matt managed to stay friends after all these years. The conversation flows, effortless, and you realise you’re almost at your building.

Outside your block of flats, you turn to Alex

“i hope your fella isn’t gonna come out here and knock me out,” Alex jokes, a playful grin on his face.

Your eyes flicker up to meet his. “Well, I do have a boyfriend, so he might.”

The smile falters on his face for a second, his expression shifting. “Oh. Right.” He scratches the back of his head, looking almost embarrassed.

You can’t help but laugh, nudging his shoulder lightly. “I’m kidding, Alex.”

He lets out a relieved breath, his grin returning. “Thought I was gonna have to leg it.”

“Yeah, I saw your face drop,” you tease, smirking as he shakes his head, chuckling.

You smile, your pulse quickening as you turn and head toward the door, glancing back over your shoulder. “You coming, then?”

He follows, a confident stride in his step as he walks beside you. “If your offering”

You unlock the door to your flat, holding it open for him, and he steps inside.

You sit on the kitchen counter, swinging your legs as you watch Alex rummage through your fridge. He opens the door wide, peering inside as if he’s searching for buried treasure.

Each time he bends down to inspect a shelf, his arm brushes against yours, sending tiny sparks up your skin.

“wine?” he suggests, glancing over his shoulder at you with a playful smirk.

You shake your head, a laugh escaping your lips. “Water is a better option for now. Trust me.”

He chuckles, straightening up and closing the fridge with a sigh. “Water? You’re no fun.”

You roll your eyes, but your smile is playful as you grab a glass from the cupboard. As you fill it with water, you feel his presence closing in behind you. Before you realize it, he’s stepped right into your space, trapping you between himself and the kitchen counter.

“Have you ever heard of personal space, Alex?” you tease, looking up at him with a mock-serious expression.

“Sorry… can you blame me?” he replies, his voice low and laced with amusement.

You can feel the heat radiating off him, the way he leans in, making the air around you feel charged. “A little,” you smile, but you can’t help the way your heart races at the closeness.

He tilts his head slightly, eyes dancing with mischief. “I think you like it,” he murmurs, his voice softening as he watches you.

“Maybe,” you whisper leaning in far too close before walking off. He follows in your direction.

You both step into the living room, Alex’s eyes wander to the piano nestled in the corner. “Do you play?” he asks, a curious glint in his eye.

“Not really,” you reply, a little embarrassed.

“Come on, just give it a try. Please?” he pleads, a boyish grin spreading across his face. You can’t help but smile at his enthusiasm, but you protest. “I don’t want to.” you pout

He leans in, practically begging. “Just one song.”

You sigh, glancing between him and the piano, feeling the urge to please him tugging at you. “Fine, but no laughing.”

“I promise, I won’t laugh, love,” he murmurs, his tone soft and reassuring.

With a deep breath, you walk over to the piano and sit down. You start playing “Love of My Life” by Queen, your fingers gliding over the keys. You focus on the music, letting it wash over you as Alex sits across from you, watching intently, his gaze steady and appreciative.

As the last note hangs in the air, you look up, expecting to see amusement in his eyes. Instead, he sits there speechless, a look of awe on his face. After a moment, he finally speaks, his voice low and sincere. “I think I’m in love with you.”

You burst out laughing, surprised by his unexpected confession. “That’s a bit dramatic, don’t you think?”

He shakes his head, still looking serious, though a hint of a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. “I’m not joking. That was amazing.”

You shake your head, laughing softly "Shut up" as you walk over to the sofa and sit down.

He doesn't hesitate, taking the seat right beside you, his leg pressed up against yours as he gets comfortable.

He shifts closer, his arm draping casually over the back of the sofa, his fingers brushing your shoulder.

It's subtle, but you know exactly what he's doing.

"Oh, so you're gonna sit this close, huh?" you tease, raising an eyebrow.

"Just keeping you warm," he jokes, his grin widening as his hand moves, tracing light patterns on your arm. You can feel the heat building between you, the tension that's been growing all night becoming resistible.

You turn to look at him and notice just how close his face is to yours, his eyes dark and focused on you. "I feel like you wanna kiss me, Alex," you whisper, your breath brushing against his lips.

He smirks, his voice dropping. "yeah?" he asks but before you can respond, he closes the distance, his lips capturing yours in a deep, slow kiss. The moment his mouth moves against yours, a soft moan escapes you, and you feel his hand slip to the back of your neck, pulling you closer.

He pauses, pulling back just slightly, his lips hovering over yours. "You okay?" he whispers, his voice rough, eyes searching yours.

"Mhm," you groan, the sound filled with want as you shift, swinging a leg over his lap to straddle him. The second you settle on him, his hands grip your hips, pulling you against him as you start to grind on him.

The friction makes him groan into your mouth, the sound low and desperate.

His hands slide up your back, one tangling in your hair, the other tracing the curve of your waist, and you can feel the heat of his touch through your clothes.

You kiss him harder, your tongues meeting in a hot, messy rhythm that has your pulse racing. His fingers explore every inch of you, pressing and teasing as his hips grind up to meet yours.

Alex can't seem to get enough of you, his lips roaming from your mouth to your jaw and down your neck, leaving a trail of hot, lingering kisses.

His hands hold you tightly, keeping you close, like he's afraid to let you go. "Let me fuck you, please," he practically begs, his voice rough as his lips find that sensitive spot on your neck.

You groan, your resolve wavering as his mouth moves against your skin. "i…i- i can’t, Al, I have work tomorrow."

He pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

"Okay... and I'll send you to sleep in a few minutes."

The way he says it, low and confident, sends a shiver through you, making you chuckle.

He grins, his eyes darkening as he leans in again, his hands slipping under your shirt, fingers tracing the skin of your waist. "I need you so bad" he whispers, his lips brushing against yours as he pulls you back into another deep, intoxicating Kiss.

"How are you so horny?" you ask, playfully raising an eyebrow.

"Because l've got a pretty girl in my lap. What else am I meant to do?" he replies, his grin widening.

Your breath hitches as he leans closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Y/N please."

"Al," you moan, biting your lip as the words hang in the air, charged and tempting.

he can't stop kissing you, his lips trailing across your skin, pulling you deeper into a haze of desire. As you kiss him back, you feel him shift, pushing you down onto his crotch, making it impossible to ignore the heat building between you. You can't help but smirk at the sudden movement.

"not tonight," you whisper, trying to maintain some sort of control.

But he just continues to kiss you, his lips moving hungrily against yours, making it difficult to think. "Alex, I'm serious," you laugh, trying to catch your breath.

"Mmm, I know," he murmurs against your mouth, his hands gripping your hips as you grind more against him. "Just a little more, please."

His voice is filled with a pleading intensity that sends a thrill through you.

"Just a little more," he whispers again, his lips brushing against yours, coaxing you into surrender. You can't help but let out a soft moan as he deepens the kiss.

"C'mon, let's beat the drunken shag stereotype," you giggle, trying to inject some humour into the moment, but his kisses are relentless.

"Y/N..." he murmurs between kisses, "I've never been more sober in my life," he smiles, looking into your eyes

"Mkay, enough," you say, attempting to get up, but he surprises you by standing up himself, keeping you wrapped around his waist. His kisses continue, warm and insistent, making it impossible to pull away.

"Alex" you giggle, your heart racing at the playful chaos he's creating.

He grins against your mouth, his hands firmly on your back, holding you close.

He throws you onto the bed, and suddenly, he's there, between your legs, the heat radiating off his body like a live wire. The intensity in his gaze is electric, making it hard to resist him, but a part of you tries to hold back. "I don't wanna do anything tonight," you whisper, your voice barely above a breath.

At that, he pauses, looking deep into your eyes, as if

searching for something. "That's fine, pretty girl," he replies, a soft smile spreading across his face.

Just as he starts to pull away, your heart races, and you grab his wrist, pulling him back toward you.

"But um... I wanna do something…to…you.." you say shyly, your cheeks flushing as you look up at him.

His eyes light up, and a playful grin dances on his lips. "Oh?"

"Really?" he asks, a hint of disbelief in his tone, as if he can't quite process your words.

"Mhm," you nod he grins, leaning down to press soft kisses along your thighs, his lips trailing fire across your skin. "What do you wanna do, Y/N? We can do whatever you want," he whispers

You flip him over, positioning yourself back on his lap, the heat of the moment igniting between you again. A teasing grin plays on your lips as you slide down to your knees, settling between his legs.

"What...?" he wonders, his eyes wide with anticipation, as if he's trying to decipher your intentions.

You start to pull your hair up, twisting it into a messy bun, but he interrupts you. "Leave it down," he whispers, his voice a low plea that makes you bite down on your lip.

With a smirk, you decide to indulge him. You let your hair fall freely around your shoulders, framing your face. Then, with deliberate slowness, you reach for his belt, unbuckling it with teasing precision, drawing out the moment just to torture him a little.

He watches you intently, his breath hitching as you take your time, savoring the tension in the air. You finally free his cock, feeling the weight of your actions as you look up at him, his eyes dark with desire, practically begging you for more.

"Tell me what to do, Alex," you whisper, your voice dark as you wrap your hand around him, feeling him pulse beneath your fingers.

"Fuck, Y/N-" he moans, the sound sending a thrill through you.

"How do I suck your cock, Alex?" you murmur, your hand moving slowly up and down, teasing him as you watch his expression twist between pleasure and desperation.

You know what to do, but hearing him say it is half the fun.

"Put your- your lips— put them around me.." he gasps, his breath hitching as you lean closer

With a teasing smile, you lick a long stripe up his cock, swirling your tongue around the tip, and he nearly loses it.

"Fuck, Y/N, please stop it-" he groans, a mix of frustration and need in his voice.

"Sorry," you smirk, enjoying the way he squirmed under your touch. Without hesitation, you take him into your mouth, feeling him fill you completely.

"shit…" he whispers, his voice laced with a mix of awe and raw desire. His hands tangle in your hair, guiding you as you begin to move, taking him deeper and deeper.

He fists your hair, guiding your head up and down his cock, the sensation of his grip sending shivers down your spine. Each movement feels electric, and you can feel the tension building between you. You tease him, taking your time, savoring every moment as you explore the way he responds to you.

You start to suck him harder, the pressure of your mouth making him gasp and moan. You can't help but smile at the way he's losing himself in the moment.

But then, suddenly, you stop. You pull back, leaving him breathless and desperate, and you look up at him with a playful smile. "What do you want, Alex?" you tease, knowing exactly how to drive him wild.

"Please, keep going..." he begs, his voice strained and filled with need. "I need you, Y/N."

You relish the sound of his desperation, teasing him further. "What do you want me to do?"

"Just- fuck, just please, keep going," he pleads, his eyes dark with longing.

With a smirk, you lean back in, wrapping your lips around him again, moving slowly at first, then building up the pace. You take him deeper, swirling your tongue around him, and his moans grow louder, more desperate.

As you feel him getting closer, you decide to push him even further. You take him deeper still, letting him hit the back of your throat, making you gag slightly. You can see the way he struggles to keep himself together, and you know you've found a sweet spot.

"Y/N," he groans, his grip tightening on your hair as he guides you, your lips snug around him. "You're gonna make me-"

He thrusts gently into your mouth, causing you to choke for a moment, but you take it, feeling the thrill of it all. The tension in his voice grows more intense, and you can feel him getting closer, his body tensing beneath you.

"God, yes... just like that..." he gasps, his breath ragged. You can feel his release building, and with one final thrust, he spills into your mouth, a deep groan escaping his lips as he cums.

After he finishes in your mouth, you swallow, feeling the warmth of his release settle in your stomach. He pulls you up to him, capturing your lips in a heated kiss, tasting himself on your tongue. "Jesus Christ," he mutters, a mix of disbelief and admiration in his tone, making you laugh softly against his mouth.

"everything okay love?" he asks, his voice low and slightly breathless. "Mhm," you respond, a smile spreading across your lips.

"Do you want anything?" he inquires, his brow furrowing with concern.

"No, save it for another time, Al," you reply playfully, leaning in to kiss him again, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

"Can you stay?" you ask, a hint of vulnerability in your voice, hoping he won't pull away.

"Of course I can," he smiles warmly, his eyes lighting up at your request. He settles back onto the bed, pulling you into his embrace as you curl up against him, feeling safe and cherished.

how’s everyone doing tonight Xx

SORRY!! I don’t put exactly what’s in the fic. i fear someone i know looks at them (probably not but im paranoid)😭💗

[nthspecialll]

The complexity of love

Abigail and John has, as we all know, had a very rocky run leading up to the fairly happy family we know them as in 1911 with John giving up everything he had to save them, and sadly that rocky run was majorily John's fault. (Dont worry this wont just be me bashing in Johns head with a bat)

Throughout the first few chapters we can see Abigail desperately try to get John to put in an effort, if not with her, at least with their son, growing up as an orphan she most likely knew how much it sucked missing parental love, and wishing the best for her boy.

While Abigail does show aggression, such as calling John a fool and hitting him, it isn't without reason.

Abigail is heavily reliant on John due to the lack of rights women had back then, and also had in the gang. Being one of the only people in the entire camp not to do crime or working any job that earns her more than just a space in a tent and food on the table, she needs someone else to help her as she has no income. This is most notable when she reluctantly asks Arthur for five dollars because she is literally unable to clothe her son. Those five dollars should be coming from John, the camp does not give more than food (barely, she can several times be heard complaining that Jack is hungry) and shelter, clothing is not included in that, nor is any type of entertainment like fishing equipment or books.

It is also quite clear that Abigail cares for John, deeply, she is constantly checking up on him, telling him to rest, to be careful and take care of himself, while he just shuts her down "being in the sun is good for me, however talking is not so much." There is also when Molly comes to her for advice and Abigail admits to unfortunately relating to Molly and Dutch's relationship, being reliant on a man who does not want you, yet still loving them.

And it isn't just with Abigail, who is sacrifing her own love and feelings to try to give her son a father, that John is neglective, it is also with his son whom he is so absent with that it brought Jack to tears.

Whether or not John actually doesn't believe Jack to be his, it mostly seems like a dodge of responsibilites but to an extreme that it feels like more. John has been with the gang since he was twelve, that is ten years of his life that he had spent with the gang, not a day without them when he suddenly runs off because he has a son? He is willing to give up everything because of a child? While it is a huge responsibility, he has been taught from the day he entered the gang that being together is strength, being alone is weakness.

I doubt it was just the pressure put on him that led him to neglect Jack.

John and Abigail's relationship actually has several parallels to John's own parents, his mother being a prositute and his father being her "well I don't know what he was to her," similarly to how John doesn’t exactly know what he and Abigail are. Some sees them as nothing while others sees them as married.

When it comes to the one parent that John did have left, his father, he likely didn't have much of a good relationship with, telling Jack that he "wasn't missing out on much" when he said he wanted to meet John's pa, who died and left John to fend for himself.

John can also often be heard saying "I don't know much about fathering!" that seemingly being his biggest worry when it comes to his family. Him being afraid of repeating his own father's mistakes doesn't seem like the biggest reach to me, do I think it is the biggest cause? No, I do think it is the big new responsibility, but I do think that fear was laying somewhere underneath it.

I do also think that in late chapter 3/early chapter 4 that while he was trying so hard not to become his father, he had become his father, being negletant and a poor father. That realisation together with the fear of loosing the one family that seemed to stick while the other (the gang) crumbled, could have been what kicked him into action.

John being an overly good father in chapter 4-6 only for him to loose that again in the time between chapter 6 and 1907, I would count as John having tried to overly compensate in 1899 for being a terrible father for all those years, but when everything calmed down he kind of fell back into his poor habits.

Abigail had for years desperately tried to get a regular life, to get a home and a safe place for her family but John keeps ruining it so she leaves (full post on that here). That was once again the kick John needed, suddenly realising he is back in 1899, completely failing his family and being a poor father and husband.

In 1911 the family has had their life for four years, growing their ranch, harvesting, taming and selling horses and other farm animals and they grow close, except for Jack and John. Jack is not at all that close to John, worried about getting close to him because he might leave again. Those times that John thought he was doing the right thing, Jack thought he was being left behind and that is understandable.

John "left" when Abigail was being kidnapped in 1899, he was not there, he kept constantly leaving during the timeskip, always coming home with another mess for them to flee, he was missing when Abigail and Jack left, he was missing when he went hunting for Micah and then he was missing once again when out killing Javier, Bill and Dutch. He was never a reliable person for Jack who constantly had to care for his mom on his own.

Jack was very much kept in the blind about a lot of things, literally asking John if he is a murderer, not completely knowing, so clearly what John did while gone was not something Jack was told. Thus he was left in this constant battle between "trust him, he is here now" and "don't trust him, he will leave soon," leading to a very complicated on and off relationship.

(Tags: @pinescent-and-gingerbread @photo1030 @nescio7 )

[cloudyskydreams]

Scent drabbles! UT,UF,US

UNDERTALE!

Sans smells like pine and rain

You groan as you lazily smack at the alarm clock on the bedside table. Sweet silence fills the room once you finally manage to hit the snooze button and you consider getting up, for a very brief moment you really did think about it but your skeletal mate clinging on to you destroyed any thoughts of getting up and starting the morning early. You snuggle into him and inhale deeply, his scent has always been so calming. The smell of a rainy day trampling exploring a pine forest filled your senses and you sigh happily.

"heh did you just sniff me?" His voice makes you jump a little and blush in embarrassment.

He looks up at you with a brow bone raised and squinted sockets."Uhm... No?" your voice is a tad meek.

"don't worry I'm not scent out of shape about it." He chuckles and you shake your head at his pun. He pulls you back into him burying your face into the tank top he sleeps in. "it's too early to be up." He whines and you sigh snuggling into him and enjoying the comforting smell pulling you back into sleep.

Papyrus: smells like citrus and clean laundry

You and Papyrus are in the kitchen together eating breakfast. He lovingly made you both pancakes and you happily dug in when the decent sized stack was set in front of you. There was some for his brother of course but he wasn't going to be awake for a few more hours the lazybones he is. Papyrus worked on the daily crossword puzzle in the newspaper while you munched on pancakes occasionally asking you for advice.

"EIGHT LETTERS, UNWAKBLE STATE" you think about it as you chew.

"Maybe ... Comatose?" He checks it with the spaces and other answers he already has and nods.

"THANK YOU SWEET PEA." You smile at the nickname and stand up to set your plate in the sink.

After you're done you creep up behind him and lean over his shoulder resting yourself against his back as you peer at the crossword. He Nyehs and leans his head against yours. You smooch his cheek and sigh contently before nuzzling into the side of his neck vertebrae gently. He smells wonderful like a productive day inside cleaning laundry and munching on freshly peeled oranges.

"Papyrus darling you smell so yummy I could just eat you up" he blushes at your words and you chuckle noticing that the citrus stands out more when he's flustered.

"(Y/N)...DONT DISTRACT ME FROM THE DAILY PUZZLE I MUST KEEP MY MIND SHARP!" You know he doesn't mean that from the way he's pressing himself against you but you chuckle anyways.

"Sorry clementine, I'll let you focus." You smooch his cheek again and he leans into the touch. Heading away from the kitchen to leave him be you decide for once you're actually motivated to get some laundry done.

UNDERFELL:

Red smells like campfire and apple pie

Fellby had called you complaining of the drunken red stating he didn't want his brother to come pick him up and to call you. You sigh and tell Fellby you're on the way. You grumble to yourself the entire way out of your apartment complex and to the bar. Once you make it to the bar you search around and spot Red perched on a barstool dozing off as Fellby stands close to him behind the counter crackling with his fire looking a little brighter than normal.

"Hey fell, m here for him don't worry" you say as you help Red off the bar stool he clings on to you and Fellby does the equivalent of an eye roll before walking off to serve patrons.

"heyy sweetheart, nice ta see ya" he slurs and you sigh bracing his body with yours as you help him stumble to the door.

"Jesus Red the suns not even down yet... Did you and Edge have another fight or something?" Red mumbles something stopping in his tracks.

"What?"

"i said i love my brother." Guess you hit the nail on the spot.

"Never said you didn't bud... Have you been seeing your therapist?" You get him walking again and he groans as you pry into his personal life.

"yeh e'ry two or so weeks" he huffs and you nod satisfied.You gaze at the stars for a bit as you help Ref stumble back to the apartments and help him into the elevator.

"Your place or mine?" He looks at you confused. "If you got into a fight it wouldn't be the best look to come home in this state..might set him off again?" You prompt and he nods looking a bit taken aback.

"guess yours then doll thanks for offering." His voice is gruff and there's a slight red hue to his face you brush off as the influence of alcohol.

"It's not problem babe I'm used to babysitting you " you chuckle and lead him to your apartment. He stumbles and collapses on the couch and you go and get him and cup of water from the kitchen.As your setting it on the coffee table he gives you a soft look and you pause to stare at him. You awkwardly look at eachother before he inhales sharply and looks to the side.

"keep me company?" You melt at his request and sit on the floor next to the couch.

"Wanna talk about it?" You prompt and he steels his face slightly, you take that as a no."That's okay... You should sleep this off."He nods in agreement and lays his head back after receiving a small smooch from you,you're sitting pretty close and you can smell his scent coming off of him it's like a fall night eating apple pie with friends around a campfire. You tell him about your day gently as he drifts out into drunken slumber and when you're done you stand up and stretch. These brothers and their emotional constipation, they have to get over it someday. You head to the kitchen intent on using the fresh apples you have to make a pie.

Edge smells like gasoline and cherries

You had ran into Edge in the hallway and had both gotten on the elevator at the same time. Unfortunately for you the elevator decided now would be the perfect moment to break down mid descent and leave you standing awkwardly across from the tall pointy skeleton who's looking more and more stressed with each second.You notice his breath is labored and wonder why he even needs to breathe before noticing he's sweating slightly.

"Hey.. you okay edge?" He looks at you and glares

"I-IM PERFECTLT FINE ITS JUST A LITTLE CRAMPED IN HERE PRINCESS/PRINCE." You would think he would know better than to lie to you at this point. He's obviously in the early stages of panic.

"Hey it's okay we won't be stuck for long... They're probably working on fixing it already" you press the emergency button on the elevator just in case. You sit in tense silence with Edge for a bit more before actually sitting on the floor, after a few moments Edge follows suit. You smile at him and gently start humming hoping to calm his nerves. He looks at you gently blushing slightly and listening to you hum as his breathing calms. The scent of gasoline dissipates the more you hum leaving the sweet after scent of cherries hanging around and after awhile the elevator springs back to life. Edge scrambles up and away from you to the furthest corner of the elevator and clears his throat.

"THANK YOU... TELL NO ONE YOU SAW THAT." his voice holds a threat to it but you just smile at him and his flushed cheeks.

"Have a good day edge." You hum as you exit the elevator after kissing his cheek now intent on going to the store. You have a craving for cherries now.

UNDERSWAP

Stretch smells like honeysuckle and honey

You sigh as you stretch out further on the couch. Today was lazy Sunday and you decided to spend the day with Stretch and Blue. Blue tried to join in on the tradition but couldn't sit still long enough and left to go about his day. Stretch however matched your laziness twofold so here you two were lazed out in his living room watching some nature documentary on bees.

"hey honey, what do bee's chew?" You think about it for a second before shrugging.

"bumble gum" he chuckles and you roll your eyes that was awful."

what's a bees favorite sport?" You groan hoping this isn't going to be a rest of the day thing.

"I don't know honey bun what?" You coo and he flushes a bit at the nickname but smiles as he sits up in his arm chair.

"Fris-bee." You chuckle at that one and he beams at you proud to have made you laugh.

"Okay Mr comedian no more" you say and he throws up and a okay sign standing up and gesturing for you to move your feet. You do and he sits down so you spread your feet back over his lap and he sets a hand on your calf rubbing it lightly. You guys enjoy each other's company and eventually you fall asleep to the monotone voice of the speaker on the documentary.

When you wake up you're cuddled to Stretches chest and he's asleep a little bit of orange drool leaking from his mouth. You giggle at the sight.He smells floral sweet like summer honeysuckle and the regular honey he likes to drink, it reminds you of your childhood and summer days. You nuzzle into him and he pulls you into his hoodie clad ribcage. You drift off back to sleep as you cuddle the clingy skeleton

Blue smells like mint and snow (stole this one couldn't think of anything lol)

Blue and you bustle around the kitchen as you cook together.

"NOT TOO MUCH SUGAR ANGEL WE DONT WANT IT TO BE TOO LUMPY." Blue reprimands and you halt on pouring in the sugar as he mixes the cookie dough.

It's winter time and you're making sugar cookies to ice and give out to neighbors. Blue and Papyrus had plenty of stuff planned for the winter season and you were invited to join in on them.

"Alright now we let the dough chill for a bit," you hum and set the dough in the fridge. Blue nods and starts to wash up as you head over and wait for your turn. You wash your hands and head to the living room with Blue.

"IM GOING TO TURN ON THE NAPSTATON GYFTMAS SPECIAL! ITS A CLASSIC THIS TIME OF YEAR!" He calls out and you nod. You can't decide if you like Mettaton or Napstaton more but you don't really watch them without the boys so it doesn't really matter in the long run.

Blue bounces over to the couch and gets comfortable as he turns on the special he's talking about. He looks at you for a second and there's a sparkle in his eyes a he gives you puppy dog eyes.

"CAN I PLAY WITH YOUR HAIR?"

You chuckle and nod sitting in between his legs to which he immediately shoves a bony hand in your hair. You lean back into the sensation and let him work out knots and braid and unbraid as you watch the musical drama in front of you.

Blue seems content to simply play with your hair and as you lean back you catch a whiff of his scent.

He smells like freshly fallen snow and peppermint a nice combination and perfect for these winter days. You find comfort in the scent and sensation of having your hair played with and subconsciously lean into Blues touch as he starts to massage your scalp.

Once the shows over you two hope back up and start on rolling out the dough and shaping it. It's a fun time and you and Blue take turns picking out different cookie cutters. You can't wait for more winter days like this to come.

[brofightiscancelled]

(taking a really long drag off a cigarette) i know the joke is that osomatsu at 18 is the exact same as osomatsu current but didnt he seem angrier to you. just in general. i cannot imagine how teenage angst would hit you if you were also a sextuplet

like he was probably as carefree and stupid as usual with literally everyone else to be fair. but w his brothers it's like ough. i wonder if the "getting sick of the sextuplet schtick" hit him the hardest in HS. he's the only one who isnt visibly annoyed in the sleeping scene but he's also the one saying "why are there six of us?"

i thibk osomatsu has genuine qualms w being a sextuplet. we see him complain abt it to chibita in episode 2. i dont think they were totally unfounded or made up on the spot, that's stuff he was holding deep in his core

and i think esp in an environment like high school, and w being such an egotistical brat, oso wouldve started resenting not having his own identity just like the others. i imagine he wouldve channeled his clingy brattiness into being a nuisance to all of his peers. it's just that now, in adulthood, he literally doesnt have anyone else in his life, so his brattiness has fallen back onto his brothers.

ironic to how he is now, i think the "why are you asking me? that's your problem" response to totty comes from resenting the sextuplet status quo they'd established as kids of them expecting him to know what to do and expecting to follow his lead and having eldest brother expectations of him forever and ever. why do you assume we're going to be together forever? don't you know i'm going to make it out on my own in the real world?

it's interesting it was between totty and oso cuz it seemed like hs totty wanted things to stay the way they were the most. regressing and acting even more kid like. so to me oso saying that to totty specifically is a like "why are you expecting things to stay the way they were forever?" kind of thing

i feel like (inhaling more smoke) it's kind of like the fight at their grad ceremony kind of unlocked those revelations for them. we've just had the worst fight of our lives but at the end of the day we all have to take the same route home to all sleep in the same futon. we're going to be brothers no matter what. for better or for worse we're shackled sextuplets forever and ever.

Everything just kinda clicks because even though he hates it, they're stuck together. And he doesn't have any idea on what he's gonna do, he knows Totty doesn't know what to do, and it's probably easy for him to guess that the rest of them don't know what to do either. They're stuck together and none of them have a plan for the future besides that. i think oso was coasting by on this idea that "everything would work out somehow" (very oso-like) and this is the wakeup call that no, if left unattended, this is how your problems will fester

i also really often think about 18oso's reaction to finding out they're neets in the future. yes this is funny yes this is deeply sad but i also remember being really taken aback by it when i first saw it

like obviously after you think about it for 1.5 seconds like, yes, obviously oso didn't realize at age 18 that he was going to be a jobless bum well into his 20s. being a jobless bum wasn't what he had envisioned for his life. but juxtaposed with how carefree current osomatsu is with his life it really is funny to realize like oh, yeah, there was a point in time, most of their life really, where they thought they'd be something when they were adults

i think oso had always wanted his own identity like any other teen, but now that the only people left in his life as an adult are his brothers he's just clinging to his identity as niichan. but maybe this is the smoke inhalation talking

i think if oso had any other friends than his twins he would not be this annoying. but he doesn't

[kat651]

Haldir x reader

You stood on Gimli’s left as you waited for the battle to begin. You had joined Aragorn and the others when they set off in search of Merry and Pippin. You had told them that you'd seen a pack of orcs but were unable to fight off that large number on your own. 

The elves had come to aid Rohan in this battle. You had been helping get the men ready for battle and hadn't been present for their arrival.  

“I cant see anything!” Gimli complained to Legolas, jumping in hopes of seeing over the wall. 

“Shall i describe it to you, or shall i find you a box?” legolas asked.

You expected Gimli to be angry at legolas for teasing him about his height. Instead he laughed. You smiled. “There isn't much to see, its too dark.” you said to Gimli, reassuring him he wasn't missing anything of importance. 

When the ladders appeared, you knew the fun was about to begin. “Legolas, two already!” Gimli shouted excitedly. 

“Im on seventeen!”

You chuckled. “Twenty!” you shouted, skewering another orc.

“Oy, ant no pointy ears outsourcing me!” Gimli shouted, swinging his ax and taking down an orc. 

You got separated from the others and ended up fighting with a few of the elves, glad to be in the midsts of your own kin even if it was during a battle. As you fought, you recognized one of the elves Haldir. You hadnt seen him in over two hundred years but you recognized his fighting style anywhere. You wanted to go and greet him, but you knew now was not the right time. 

You shot an orc and smiled. “Thirty-one,” you counted. 

“You arent participating in that foolishness are you?” a voice asked. You turned and saw Haldir. He was frowning. 

“Whats wrong with having a bit of fun?” you knew he wouldnt recognise you due to your armor. Your weapon was of Dwarvish make, you’d lost your sword and Gimli had lent you his second ax, which you gladly accepted. 

“The battlefield is nat for games.” he huffed, killing an orc.

“Oh, why are you always so serious?” you asked, killing another two orcs. “If this happens to be my last battle, i intend to go down with a smile… thirty-five,” you counded,swinging the ax.

“Haldir!” Aragorn's voice echoed over the sound of steal on steal. “Retreat!” 

Haldir called for the others to retreat and he made way back into the fortress. You were close behind. 

“Thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine…forty…”

You heard a sound of pain and turned, Haldir was outnumbered. You ran to his aid, killing the orc that intended to take his head. 

Haldir nodded in thanks. 

You went to reply when you felt a presence behind you. You spun and killed the orc that had tried to stab you. “Forty-two…” you said. 

Haldir motioned for you to fallow. “Stay close, I’ll get you out of here,”he said, helping you down the stairs. You killed one last orc before something hit the back of your skull, rendering you unconscious.

“Forty-three…” Haldir counted before catching you.

.-.-.

When you woke, you were on a bed in the medical room. You slowly sat up. A hand gently rested on your back. You looked over to see Haldir, he was smiling softly. “I wasn't expecting to see you here… let alone be saved by you…” he whispered, gently grabbing your hand and giving it a soft squeeze.

You felt it as pink ran to your cheeks. 

Haldir cupped your chin with his other hand, gently having you meet his eyes. “I owe you my life.” he whispered.

You shook you head. “You dont owe me anyth-” you gasped softly as he placed a finger over your lips.

“y/n…” he slowly leaned closer, lips about to touch yours when the doors opened. He pulled back and frowned.

Gimli ran over to where you were and legolas was close behind. “You gave us quite a fright lass!” Gimli said as he drew closer.

You chuckled. “ i am quite alright Gimli… i’ll be back to myself shortly.” you said.

Gimli smiled and legolas sat on the edge of the bed.

“What happened after the retreat?” you asked.

“Gandalf showed up with reinforcements.” legolas said. “We won.”

You nodded. “And now what do we plan on doing? When do we return to rohan?”

“We are in rohan, you were asleep the whole time.” Haldir said.

“Oh…”

“Theres going to be quite the celebration tonight, i expect you to stay here and-”

“I am fine, Gimli… i wouldnt miss a chance to beat the two of you in a competition.” you said smiling and slowly rising. “Besides i am fine…merely a wack in the head i will survive.”

“Youmust have the skull of a dwarf to be able to walk off a hit like that!” Gimli said, clearly shocked that you were walking.

“Or very thick armor.” you said. 

Gimli nodded. “Yes now come, Aragorn will be delighted to see you awake and the hobbits are here with us.” 

You gave Haldir one last glance before Legolas and Gimli dragged you out of the room.

You watched as the hobbits danced on the table. You shook your head and made your way out of the hall, the noise causing your head to pound.

You stood outside, looking up at the stars.

“y/n…” 

You turned to see haldir.

“We both know you are not healed… come, sit.” he said, gently grabbing your arm and steading you. You hadnt even noticed that your legs were trembling until he had took your arm.

He led you over to the steps and you sat, gazing up at the sky. “Where are all the others?”

“What?”

“The rest of the elves… where are they?”

“They returned to lorien, I stayed behind to be sure of your safety.”

You looked at him with surprise. “You stayed for me?”

Haldir gently placed a hand on your cheek, caressing it. “I did…” he whispered, leaning closer.

Your eyes fell shut as his lips landed on yours.

Haldir caressed your cheek anain after he pulled away. “I love you…”

You chuckled and placed your lips on his again, arms sliping around his middle. “I love you too…”

[chaoticace2005]

The list of regrets I totally have and am not just writing because Charlie is making me, Vagina Vaggie is glaring at me, and I want the free rent:

By Angel Dust, 3 time X-X-X award winner.

(Warning, there is some victim blaming in this. The abuse Angel faces from Val is not his fault, but given that I’m writing this from his perspective I figured it would be something he’d add.)

1. Writing this list

2. Verbally complaining about writing this list cause now Vagina wants to stab me.

3. Only taking half my usual hit before starting today.

4. Complaining about not being high enough.

5. Not hiding my drugs better

6. Not having more stashes of drugs

7. Calling TV superior to radio.

8. Not killing that snake before he had a chance to go to the hotel.

9. Not “trying hard enough” at this shitty hotel.

10. Being too close to roof so the CRAZY BITCH COULD THROW ME OFF OF IT.

11. Walking up the stairs with Pentious only to have to go IMMEDIATELY BACK DOWN.

12. Signing my deal with fucking Valentino. Seriously I’m a fucking idiot.

13. Even suggesting the idea that Charlie should come to the studio. She’s just going to get hurt.

14. Mouthing off to Val.

15. Not getting Charlie out of the hotel sooner

16. Being such a pathetic, dick sucking ho who isn’t good at anything beyond sex.

17. Not being able to take all of this.

18. Not acting well enough cause some this bitchass cat is seeing through me.

19. Ever offering that bitchass cat my services.

20. Pushing Husk’s boundaries

21. Not being my true self.

22. Acting for so long I don’t even really know who my true self is

23. Being a dick to Charlie

24. Being a dick to Husk

25. Being a dick to everyone

26. Putting my dick in a vacuum cleaner.

27. Calling Smiles a creepy dommy daddy.

28. Letting Niffty know about some of my more kinky films. She’s getting ideas…

29. Trying to play poker with Husk (and not even strip poker!)

30. Testing if my venom works on myself (it doesn’t and now I have pink bite marks)

31. Leaving what I used to clean my bites out because somehow Alastor found them and is now TEMPORARILY PARALYZED AND I DONT WANT HIM TO KILL ME WHEN HE CAN MOVE AGAIN.

32. Not answering Val’s texts.

33. Wearing boots. Seriously these things hurt sometimes.

34. Having ugly feet so I can’t NOT wear boots.

35. Tracking mud into the hotel

36. Mentioning sex around the Egg Bois because now I have to explain what it is.

37. Describing sex as something their boss “has never had,” it got back to Pentious and I’m scared.

38. Mentioning “Vox” anywhere in Alastor’s vicinity.

39. Agreeing to play Monopoly with Niffty. In general Monopoly sucks but Niffty likes to get knives involved?!?!

40. Getting addicted to drugs.

41. Getting caught in that alleyway by my BITCHASS brother.

42. Not trying harder for Molly.

43. Not saying goodbye.

44. Fucking overdosing.

45. Doing literally fucking nothing with my life and nothing with my death.

46. Taking the easy was out and doing whatever pops told me to

47. Yelling “FUCK” loudly in church that one time

48. Not teaching these people at the hotel how to FUCKING MAKE SPAGHETTI RIGHT?!

49. Getting high with Cherri.

50. Telling Val to “fuck off”

51. Flirting with that one cannibal guy because now they all seem to want to EAT ME (and not in the sexy way)

52. Leaving those pot brownies out. High cannibals, Egg Boiz, and Nifftys are terrifying.

53. Letting myself be named “Angel” because this makes shit too damn confusing plus I think Niffty wants to KILL ME?!

54. Not spending more time with these losers

55. Not opening myself up to Husk sooner.

56. Being too much of a coward to tell him how I feel.

57. Mentioning Pent has two dicks to Cherri cause she won’t stop asking about it.

58. Not doing enough to save Pentious.

59. Not telling him how much he means to me.

60. Trying to lift way more than I should have. Apparently six arms doesn’t mean I’m super strong.

61. Calling Niss a short motherfucker who nobody likes. I’m sorry, I’ll be better (and call him something even worse next time.)

62. Still being too much of a coward to tell Husk how I feel.

63. Flirting with Husk in Italian when he UNDERSTOOD ME THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME?!

64. Getting a room on the same side of the building as Alastor’s because he keeps laughing at 3 in the morning???

65. Kissing Husk in public. Val is mad.

66. Trying to even have a boyfriend with Val around. It’s stupid.

67. Calling yourself stupid for wanting to have a boyfriend.

68. Giving my boyfriend access to this list.

69. No regrets. Only 69. :D (Jesus Christ you’re a child.)

[shuxiii]

Zealous jealous— Kang haerin x reader x Hanni (subtle)

Synopsis: you confessed what you’ve felt for her but it seemed like she didn’t feel the same? But that all changed when she saw you in another persons arms.

Requested: anon

You were pretty sure from the moment you caught a glimpse of her, she was going to be stuck in your mind for the rest of your nights.

It didn't help that she was only a room away—it didn't help that you were madly in love with your own member.

It just happened, love was unpredictable sometimes unimaginable. You wont know what hit you is the perfect metaphor you could explain what it felt.

She was just the right person you want to love, she fit exactly your hopeless romance daydreams.

She was nice, from her expression to her acts; she was an angel in disguise to you. Her smile was bright and warm, albeit clichéd. Her giggle was so contagious and endearing that you couldn't help but laugh along with her.

Love really does change people, whether for the better or for the worst.

You could say you and haerin were inseparable, you both were close since since debut. And that bond was the knot that led you to see her more than just a friend.

And no matter how close you two are, some people only adore from afar; you wanted that, but how can you admire from afar when she's only a foot away?

You sit just beside each other, even then sleep beside each other, eat together, watch together.

How exactly can you admire from afar if shes so near?

But even then, you tried to hide it anyway. You didnt have the courage to do so and even jeopardise such friendship, you never want to make things awkward for any of your members.

Yet, a heart get what it wants.

It was a little loud in the dorm, everyone gathered in a circle playing a game of truth or dare.

“C’mon Unnie! This isnt fair, that dare is way too mean!” Hyein complained.

“A dare is a dare hye, you must do it!” minji laughed loudly, clutching her stomach.

Hyein whined in annoyance, shooting glares at Minji. Because She was dared to eat a stick of celery.

As they kept arguing, the other two girls tried to stop the two from starting a brawl, while haerin just laughed at the scene that behold infront of her.

while she was distracted laughing you were taking a few glances at her, you cant help but hold back your smile not to make it too obvious.

Hanni had to tap my arms to gain my attention since I was too engrossed in my helpless daydream.

“Hey yn?” She says “you there”

I look back at everyone, as all their stares were now focus on me, making me embrassed.

“Yeah sorry, just a little distracted” I awkwardly laugh.

“Well then truth or dare!” Hyein, smirked “its your turn to pick now.”

I decided to pick truth, because i know how mischievous hyein is when it comes to these.

And as if she read my mind, she immediately said,

“Who do you like?”

I nervously scratched my nape, acting unconcerned, but my heart was pounding as I felt her stare.

“That’s a silly question, of course i dont like anyone,” i say.

“C’mon its so obvious,” She says “You like—“

“Okay, thats enough” Hanni laughs “Dont pressure yn like that, i want it to be my turn now!”

You mentally reminded yourself to give every bread hanni wants.

You give a light pat to the back on hanni, thanking her. She looks back at you smiling a little.

And despite after avoiding a close one, for some reason her gaze never left you, and that made you nervous you knew she liked to stare at people but this one felt different it felt like you were trap in by her eyes.

After playing a couple of more everyone has started to retreat back to their rooms, after hearing hyein yawn signalled that it was time for bed.

But you decided to stay in the living room to clean up the mess that were scattered.

You assumed everyone already went back to their rooms but that didnt seem to be the case, after everyone was gone you were left alone in the living room.

Thats until you heard faint footsteps from behind.

“Yn,” a familiar voice call out to you.

You look back to see the same eyes you’ve grown to love each day.

You felt yourself slightly blush, and you didnt know why.

“Oh, rin?” You say “why are you still here, shouldnt you be asleep?”

She didnt respond, she gazes back at you with an unreadable expression. And that made you anxious.

“Is there something wrong?” You ask again.

“Who do you like?”

You felt your body tense as it felt like a lump got stuck on your throat, you try to hide it.

“Haha, I dont like anyone” you try to play it off “seriously, dont believe hyein she just loves to mess around.”

She didnt seem to be convinced at your answer.

“Do you like hanni?” She ignores what you say.

“What no!” You tell her “like i said i dont like anyone.”

You despised lying, particularly to her. However, it seemed to be a better option than saying the truth.

“Why does Hanni know and i dont?” She continues “You guys seemed to have gotten closer—even closer than we are now.”

It was inevitable; you knew she'd figure it out eventually and the stalling would no longer work.

“It’s complicated, rin…”

“What is complicated about liking someone and telling me?” She says “do you not trust me enough?”

“Its not like that!” I stammer, “You wouldn’t want to know, trust me.”

I felt my heart take its pace, and the it wasnt the good type, it felt like it would drop any moment and theres nothing to catch it.

I could see her frown in the corner of my eyes as I avoided her gaze and focused on the polished floor.

“Why wont I want to know who you like, yn?” She says “You’re my best friend, of course I want to know everything about you.”

Of course that word “best friend” that’s all she ever sees me as a friend not a lover, not someone she wants to talk with about everything single detail of her life, not someone she greets in the morning, not someone she sees more than just a friend.

“Rin…” I mumble.

“I just dont get it, why wont I want to know?”

“It’s because, you’re the one I like,” i say with a shake in my voice, still avoiding her gaze.

And for once, the silence between us was different; it wasn't comfortable, it didn't seem like the silence we'd share whenever we were together—it felt deafening, yet too quiet for you, you wanted her to say something but it seemed like all she could give you was nothing.

“Yn…” the sympathy in her voice, made me hate it more, she was too kind.

“Yn, look at me,” she says.

I didnt want to look at her becuase i knew the moment i did, the answer would be there—one gaze was enough to be the answer.

“Please…” she pleaded.

It felt impossible, but i did anyway. And just like that, her eyes revealed the answers, and it hurt—it wasn't the eyes of someone ready to love me, it was the eyes of someone ready to tell me the things I don't want to hear but are the only thing I'll get.

“I’m sorry.”

Two words. Two words was all it took.

It was the first two words, but the last. And everything altered radically from the way it was.

Every since that you tried to be more normal around her, but it was harder than you expected—it felt force for you, you couldnt forget about her properly, you decided to find a better distraction—a diversion away from her.

And Hanni has been there for you ever since; when she spotted you crying in your room, she was there. She was always there for you when you needed her.

you’ve grown more fonder with her and lost more familiarity with haerin, but that was for the best wasnt it?

It had been two weeks since you'd drifted apart from Haerin and further into the arms of Hanni's company; it's not that you weren't sad, but for the time being you kept a barrier between yourselves because you were frightened to be hopeful.

Haerin didn't seem bothered by it; she understood why you were avoiding her, but it would be a lie to say it didn't pain her any less.

You avoided her from seating beside each other, even standing just beside her—even hold a long conversation or have the ounce of courage to look her in the eye.

And that hurt her even more, but she tried to understand.

But her intuition were right, you’ve grown fonder with Hanni ever since the talk. It looked more like you guys were a couple than as friends, and she had this irritating feeling whenever she saw you guys.

Hanni would always cling to your arms, like someone would separate you from her. You used to do that with her, before.

Its like ever since you both stopped talking, Hanni became more closer, far too close for Haerin’s liking.

She didnt understand why she hated it.

And today was no exception; Hanni was clinging to you like glue. But this time the frustration feeling grew—the more she repressed everything she felt, the more clear it became.

She hated to admit it, but ever since she lost you, she began to love you.

The motto that goes, “you know its love when its too late”

Thats what Haerin felt at that moment. And it didnt help her case at all especially with hanni holding you within her arms—that should be her, she thought.

You were gathered in the living room, as usual, watching a horror movie, which Haerin knew you disliked, but Minji was eager to see the new conjuring movie. And knowing you, you never had the heart to say no.

And at this type of situation, Haerin was ready to hold you and give you solace but instead hanni took her spot and all she could do was stare as she puts her arms around you, smiling like an idiot. Haerin wasnt insulting Hanni at all, Hanni indeed looked like she was smiling a little too much.

She hated that.

She hated the fact that she was feeling what she shouldnt, she didnt deserve to feel this but in the end she does.

Did you move on already? Have you stopped looking at her like she makes the stars glow at night? Have you seen someone better than her?

The thoughts was enough to drive someone insane, and that made her more frustrated.

She didnt get it, she cant understand why she felt like this.

She looks at you, as you laid your head against Hanni’s shoulder, like you didnt do that with her before.

She wasnt mad, no. She was fiery of jealousy.

I mean who wouldnt? To see someone else doing the things you guys used to do.

Haerin was no longer interested in the movie since she was fixated on you. Her entire attention was completely on you.

And when the scary scenes came, her heart ached even more, as you reciprocated Hanni’s embrace.

She just couldnt take her eyes off you, she could remember each detail of your face like the back of her hands.

And before she knew it the movie ended and it was time to go to bed.

But she couldn’t sleep if it ended like this.

Everyone was already sound asleep, it was one in the morning.

You were awoken from thirst so you decided to get a cup of water in the kitchen.

With tired footsteps you carry the weight of your drowsiness to the sink.

As you leaned against the counter you lazily drank, letting your guard down.

And suddenly out of nowhere you felt arms wrap around you, someone was hugging you from the back.

You squeal, as you try to look back to see who it was but something stopped you from doing so.

“Yn,” a whisper, as you felt her lean her head against your back.

It was haerin.

“Rin?” You recoginized the voice right away, like a muscle memory.

You felt her relax, she missed hearing her name off your lips.

“hi,” she says.

“hello?” You reply “What are you doing?”

There was a silent pause, and it made you worried.

You try to face her but she stops you.

“Don’t move, dont turn around” she mumbles “please, I dont want to see you yet.”

And you agreed in silence.

“Are you okay?” You ask.

“No,” she says.

There was again a pause, you felt her warp her arms even tighter.

“I miss you.”

You felt the beat of your heart grow faster, but it ached as you recalled the past.

“Rin, you cant do this,” you frowned “this isnt fair.”

“I do miss you.”

“But it isnt fair, you cant do this to me.” You felt your voice quiver “You cant…”

“Yn—“

“you’ll just make it hard for me” you cut her off.

And even if you wanted to take her embrace off, you felt her tighten it even more.

“I love you, Yn.”

You thought you were hearing things but she said it again,

“I love you,” she says it a little louder.

You felt your body tense, hearing such words from her? Was this a dream?

“Are you messing with me right now?” You say “its not funny haerin.”

“Seeing you with Hanni, made me realise many things.”

“I was a coward, Yn.” She mumurs “I was afraid—afraid for such change, i was scared that if things change, I’ll lose you eventually.”

“And i dont want that, I cant bare to lose you.”

change was a complicated word, it could mean good or bad, haerin thought it was a hard and a big step thing to do, because how much she tried to hold onto something, it’ll never stay. Sometimes she wished things were different, she always ended with a “maybe” or “what if”

She was terrified of change because she had become accustomed to the way things were; it was a part of her everyday. And for such an alteration to occur, she was hesitant to take such a risk.

“Rin, why didn’t you tell me?”

You tried to face her but she didnt budge at all.

“Dont turn around yet.”

“I was just scared, if i told you—you’d wait and understand and i didnt want that, i thought it’d be too much of a burden for you.”

“You’ll never be a burden to me,” you say “even if you put bricks on my back, I’ll carry it.”

You felt her smile against your back as she holds back her laugh.

“You’re so corny.” She tells you “but that’s why I like you.”

“Do you really mean it?” You pause “do you mean everything you say?”

“I do, yn. Im just afraid but yet i was so happy when you said you liked me too, i wanted nothing but for you to feel the same.” She tells you “but i was just hesitant, i didnt want things to change, i had so much in my mind.”

“What if you fall out of love for me? And I’ll lose you both as a friend and as someone i love, its scary to evem think of it.”

You felt her fiddle with the hem of your shirt as she hugged you, like she always did when she was worried, so you held her hands intertwined with yours.

“Rin, you know, you’ll never lose me as a friend,” you gaze down at your hands interwinted at hers “you’re already a part of my life, and i dont want nothing else but for you to always be in my life, regardless of anything.”

You felt her hug loosen and then you felt something wet hit your back.

You finally got to look at her, and as you did—you saw her eyes glisten as tears were cascading down her cheeks.

And when she finally looked at your eyes, the answers were clear to her—maybe change was a good thing.

They say the more things change the more they stay the same.

Like the waves coming in on the beach, watch a fire. Watch the rain drops, river flowing, sunset, sunrise, everything's changing and nothing's changed.

The look you gave her was still the same, it was the same ones when they exactly met, it was adorning and shining.

She hugs you again startling you.

“Rin?” You laugh, feeling her arms wrap around you making you feel a little ticklish “are you okay?”

“Let’s stay like this for a while.”

[serejae]

I DONT FEEL LONELY WHEN I SEE HER | SEOK.MATTHEW

WHAT ! - matthew bf thoughts for my menda😇

WHEN ! - (warnings) fluff, kissing, petnames

WHO ! - i get you. ill be completely new to a group but THATTTTT one is my man. ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOY MENDA BOOKIE SNOOKS😇

! - dating matthew is like a breath of fresh air, he isnt too distanct nor suffocating

! - i think thats mainly based on the fact that he took time to study and know you before he asked you out. by the time it was your 1 month he already (been) knew the temperature you like certain drinks, how much milk is too much in your cereal, and if we wanna be normal, when you need space

! - i feel like the trope that most resonates with matthew to me, is bestfriends brother. him and his sister have such a cute bond that i feel like he’ll recognize some of his sisters friend, but when it was you it was different. he couldnt pull himself away, his sister quickly caught on and realized what he was up to (before helping you both out)

! - matthews favorite parts of his day is definitely the morning and nights time. how he’ll wake up with you in his arms taking some time to admire you before carefully sneaking off and getting ready for the gym. he’ll wait for the clock to go off at a certain time that he memorized to start making your breakfast and drink, cause by the time you get ready and freshen up it’ll be the perfect temperature

! - speaking of gym, i see some people describe matthew as friendly, in which yes he is BUT HE DOESNT HAVE EYES ON ANYOJE BUT YOU. in his mind you guys already have a white fenced house with a dog and 3 kids running around. but i digress, he’ll call you and work out while talking to you because there’s nothing that gets him more pumped than you. if any other person tries to talk or hit on him he’ll act like he cant hear them through his headphones as he speaks to you

! - he loves the night time, because after a long day or you both being tired and stressed at least he knows he can come home to you and relax with you in his arms again. he loves how his day begins with you and ends with you

! - if hes away he’ll definitely buy a stuff animal that reminds him of you before the trip and take photos of it doing the most basic things “look were on a breakfast date:)” captioned to a photo of a breakfast platter with the stuff animal sitting infront of it sitting straight up (he adjusted it making sure ur postures always right)

! - his family loves you, they hear all abour you 24/7. his family knows that when matthew cherishes something he means it. mattthew has a big heart that he doesnt take for granted , he’ll try to bring you over to canada as much as he can to bring you to his family, talk about his childhood town, as well as trying his favorite childhood snacks

! - you dont have many arguments with matthew but when you do, he does get rather defensive wanting to defend himself but after a couple arguments with you he learned that being defensive wouldnt get him anywhere, so he tries to keep his composure. on those days he does slip up, he reflects why and what made you two get here. afterwards he’ll try to start a convo so you both can go back to normal and the way he missed

! - sometimes to matthew he gets tired of the basic ways of showing affection. he loves physical touch yes, but he knows you know he basically latches onto anyone he loves. so he decided to make a new system for you, and just for you. he loves you more than the words i love you, i love you isnt enough to describe his love for you so he tweaks it a little. he’ll say phrases that make your heart flutter

“i wanna be with you in every life time”

“you make me believe in love”

“you make me feel safe”

“you look like the in bloom instrumental”

! - matthew would love to indulge in your interest, could be as adventurous as rock climbing to as calming as bird watching. he never complains. if you like it , he does too

! - he loves to try new things with you. he wants his first to always be with you, if the members invite him to go to a new amusement park he’ll drag you along or go later with you because he knows he’ll constantly be in a state of mind of “yn wouldve liked that”, “i wish yn couldve seen that”

! - please. before there was rizz king matthew, the amount of tries he took on you. you were his first victim at all his flirting attempts. more of them making him look silly than 🫦🫦 but youd never tell him that. for all he knows he is your rizz king❤️

! - everything always relates back to you somehow. if someone asked him what happiness meant to him the conversation will lead back to you. if someone asked him if he knew the technique of how to make the best slime, its still gonna lead back to you

! - yeah sure you’ll have to fight jiwoong and gunwook every so often for your own boyfriend but hes worth the fight right? or at least thats what he constantly tells you 🤨

! - when matthew loves you you know he does, not because he tells you all the time but its the little things he does that remind you “im right here if you need anything”