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justastraymoa · 4 months ago

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ADVENTURES WITH CHEESE EXTENDED EDITION PT 3

In a nearly unheard of turn of events, I had the apartment all to myself today. Well, me and Cheese that is. The Chan Clan were all out doing their thing, leaving me to do mine. Which is hang around the apartment in my pajamas.

I was craving something sweet, though. Funnel cakes, to be precise. I hadn’t had one in years, and the thought of one now was making my mouth water. The process of making them wasn’t difficult per se, but annoying and time-consuming.

Thinking about it, we may even have all the ingredients needed already here. Whatever, it was just me today, I was going to make funnel cakes and enjoy them with no guilt. I may even make myself two and eat the second one later when the boys got home. Who was gunna judge me, the boys. Please, as long as I made a funnel cake for them, they wouldn’t say a word.

As I set up the ingredients, I put on a playlist of my favorite songs and got to work. I didn’t make desserts often. I found things like this, too precise. I liked cooking better where you can be more or less generous with ingredients with the same basic result. It was much easier to deal with, especially when I tended to forgo measuring cups and spoons and preferred to measure with my tastebuds and heart.

Cheese was on the counter next to where I put some dry ingredients. He sniffed curiously at the bowls and bags, but wasn’t trying to touch or eat them so I let it go. You sometimes have to choose your battles with cats, and this one just wasn’t worth it.

“Don’t touch the stove, bud, its hot.�� I warned him when he got to close to the red hot coils of the burner I was using. I watched out of the corner of my eye as he gave the burner a curious sniff before moving away again.

I smiled to myself and turned to mix the wet ingredients together.

I was in my head, zoned out, listening to music and mindlessly making the funnel cakes when a sneeze and a clatter got my attention.

I snored inelegantly at the sight before me. Cheese was covered in the powdered sugar I had put into a bowl on the dry ingredients counter. “Did you get too curious there babe?” I asked as I wiped my hands and immediately took out my phone to take pictures and message the boys.

Now to clean Cheese up. He held still well enough, only chirping in annoyance as I rubbed a dry towel, then a wet towel over his face. I got most of it off, but the powdered sugar seemed to get stuck deep down into his fur. I would leave it, but I wasn’t sure if powdered sugar was safe for cats to eat, and I wasn’t willing to risk his health because I was lazy and didn’t want to bathe a cat.

So into the bathroom I went after making sure everything in the kitchen was turned off or down to safe levels since I wasn’t going to be around to watch it. Better safe than sorry. The last thing I wanted to do while I crashed here was burn the place down. Talk about being a bad house guest.

I had teased Bin, but in reality Cheese was a laid back bather. He was grumpy, but he didn’t bite or scratch at you when you had to give him a bath. But I also knew he would give me the cold shoulder for the next few hours while he bathed obsessively to get his fur back to just right.

“Where is my poor baby boy!” Lino asked as soon as the front door opened later on.

I scoffed from my spot on the couch. “Hello to you to.”

Lino held up a hand in my direction and looked around the room. “Hush evil woman! Where is the king of the house?”

“Where are the funnel cakes?” Bin put in a second later. I pouted at both of them refusing to answer.

The door shut as the last two came in and took off their shoes. “Who is being mean to you y/n?” Channie asked as he spotted my pouting form on the couch. He tugged lightly on my jutting lower lip and kissed the top of my head.

“They only care about food and Cheese!” I whined high pitched and annoying.

Hyune threw himself over my lap and poked my cheek. “How dare they!”

“You weren’t the one emotionally traumatized by powdered sugar and water today!” Lino shouted form another room, still looking for Cheese. I wasn’t going to tell him he was hiding under the bed in Chans room. Let him keep looking.

Bin came up behind me on the couch and wrapped his arms around my head in a hug. “Im sorry. Hello, y/n how was your day? Did Cheese scratch you too bad when you gave him a bath? I can help you apply antibiotic ointment.” He offered.

I shoved him off and away, fixing my static riddled hair. “Better. Funnel cakes are in the oven keeping warm. Sprinkle the powdered sugar on it and its ready to go.” I didn’t bother answering any of his questions, knowing he mostly didn’t care about them. Not really. They were only a means to an end. His funnel cake.

Hyune sat up and gently took one of my arms, inspecting it. “Don’t worry. Cheese doesn’t like baths, but he doesn’t scratch.”

Dinner wasn’t the healthiest that night, all of us full of funnel cake and hyped up on powdered sugar, but we had fun. Cheese even deemed me forgiven enough to let me pet him again. After I gave him a couple of apology treats.

I sighed and threw my phone down on my bed. Cheese blinked his eyes at me in curiosity before rolling over and stretching out the length of his body. “What do you think Cheese? You wanna live here?” I smoothed down the soft fur on his belly and snatched my hand away before he could bite at it for daring to touch his belly.

A couple minutes later there was a knock on my door. “Come in.” I called reaching to get my phone again.

Hyune stepped inside and shut the door again behind him. “Whats up?” I patted my bed inviting him to sit.

Hyune sat, chewing on the inside of his cheek slightly. “I wanted to talk to you about moving in.”

I sighed. “You know I cant. You have already given up your room for long enough, and I do not want to overstay my welcome. You guys have been amazing already and I do not want to push in.”

“That’s just it though. We really don’t want you to leave. I cant speak for the others, but it makes me want to cry when I think about you leaving. And me and Bin are just fine sharing a room. We literally only use it to sleep so its not even a sacrifice!”

“Of course it’s a sacrifice, you just don’t realize it yet! You and Bin don’t have a place to call your own. You don’t have a safe zone where you can go to just be alone!” These were very important things for someone’s mental health. Especially when they lived with other people. Humans sometimes just needed a place to exist in alone. Be with their own thoughts.

He waved me off. “If either of us ever need that we can just tell the other and have the room to ourself for however long we need. There are two other rooms in this apartment that would welcome either of us for the night if we asked. And im sure not even you would turn us down for the night if we needed it.”

That was true. I had no qualms about letting any one of them stay with me for a night. We had slept all in a pile in the living room once or twice since we started doing Friday night cat movie night. This wasn’t much different, even if it was more one on one.

“Bottom line, please stay.” Hyune said after giving me a minute to think about what he said.

I rolled my eyes lightly. “I’ll think about it.”

He smiled widely and hopped off the bed. Far too happy for someone who just got a maybe. (even if I knew I was going to give in. I wanted to stay as much as they wanted me to stay)

When I was finally allowed back in my apartment the boys took an entire day off from their work to help me go to my old apartment, pack, and move everything. Between all of us it was finished in half a day. I truly didn’t have much anyways as I had only moved in a couple months before the fumigation started.

And Cheese was very happy to have all his stuff back. Particularly his 6 ft tall cat tree. That went into my new room right by the window so he could bask in all his glory in the sun as it shown through.

Everything that was even remotely suspected of having a bed bug on it was thrown directly into the trash. We were not risking that. I could buy anything I needed to replace with time.

A/N: So again, sorry, the texts don't quite match up with the extended version timeline. 😅 bear with me, please 🙏

And thank you for reading and interacting in anyway or just reading alone. I hope you enjoy the antics of the Chan Clan

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b-yeonder · 1 year ago

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Bringing Them Breakfast In Bed (Brothers + Undateables)

↬ Genre/Content Warnings: Fluff. Someone gets a boner.

LUCIFER:

When you walk in balancing the breakfast tray Lucifer is already sat up in bed checking his D.D.D for any important news from RAD, but his attention is quickly diverted to you. The spread you offer him? Buttered toast, two different types of jam in cute little decorative jars, a full wine glass, and a cup of tea.

"Wine in the morning? What do you take me for," he chuckles putting his phone down. Grinning you tell him that it's just grape juice to which he laughs and accepts the tray from you with a sincere thank you. Finds it incredibly endearing and can't stop smiling - calls you his good girl/boy with a wink. Will definitely put him in a good mood for the rest of the day.

MAMMON:

"For me? All of it? Really?"

Yup! He's flabbergasted, blinking stupidly with his mouth hanging open as his cheeks redden before eventually catching himself and clearing his throat, putting on his usual bravado.

"Well damn, I definitely deserve this huh, being the Great Mammon after all!" Cheeks are still red despite his demeanor change. Takes the tray and starts tucking in with gusto.

"Ya gonna help me with this right? Here, I'll feed ya a pancake look--"

He does, insisting on feeding it to you by hand and is a happy bubbly fella all morning. Why? Because his human pampered him and he feels s p e c i a l. (Because he is, of course.)

LEVIATHAN:

Shakes off his tiredness in an instant when he realises what you're handing him.

"Is this that Limited Edition Ruri-chan cereal!? WHOOOAAH!"

A million thank yous before he takes a million pictures to post on his social media (probably with cute captions like "I have the best gf/bf lololololol") and is loathe to eat it but it looks so good and ohhh man he's caved already and it IS good. You can't help but laugh at him as he eats it with his eyes closed, humming happily.

"I can't believe you got these. Just for me? Really? Like, the whole box, you don't want any at all?" Blushes reaaal hard once it dawns on him how difficult it must have been for you to get and that you made all the effort for him and him only.

"What if I feed you a spoonful? They're really good." Blushy blush, hide behind that fringe cutie pie.

SATAN:

"Ohh well well well, what have we here?" A smirk as you hand him his tray. Freezes when he sees what's on his plate and his cheeks redden quickly. You can't help but grin as he just stares. Cat pancakes. Cat-head shaped pancakes with syrupy faces.

"You okay there?"

"I....they're..." He clears his throat and blinks up at you.

"Cute right?" Your grin widens as he nods.

"I don't know if I can eat them..." At his mumbled confession you laugh and plop next to him on the bed, offering to feed them to him which has him blushing more. What can I say, sleepy morning bedhead Satan is easily flustered.

ASMODEUS:

"Oh darling this is amazing! But really all you had to do was show up nude and that would have been all the breakfast I need--"

"ASMO!"

He giggles and licks his lips at the delicious looking spread laid before him. "G A S P, is this GLITTERY JAM!?"

"Yes! Isn't it cool?"

Squeals and tucks in, rolling his eyes in his head. "Oh my gosh it tastes as good as it looks. This would make a good lipstick colour, we should go looking for one later." Uses it as an opportunity to gossip and get a few little flirtatious moves in before the day has even started. Dabbing jam on your nose just to lick it off making you snort with laughter and shove him away.

BEELZEBUB:

Presented with a full English breakfast, a giant stack of pancakes, and orange juice - his eyes are the size of saucers as his pupils flick from the food to you.

"What's wrong, handsome?"

"I'm trying to decide what I want to eat more right now - the food or you." Because yes the poor sausage is overwhelmed and gets hard with excitement over all the deliciousness before him. Ends up shoving some egg in his gob followed by a pancake and half of the orange juice before pouncing on you. "Lemme love you!"

"BEEEL-!" He's grinning and smothering you with breakfasty smooches leaving you a giggling mess.

(Would want to finish his breakfast with you wrapped in his arms after because hugs and food are the best.)

BELPHEGOR:

"I've never seen you eat breakfast so I didn't know what to make you therefore I am serving myself," you say, gesturing to yourself with a flourish.

"Perfect." Instantly grabs you and starts biting and gnawing at you making you erupt in a fit of giggles and try to push him off. "Mmmm human, so delicious!" Keeps going, pinning you down and climbing on top.

"BELPHIE STOP THAT TICKLES." Evil grin plastered on his face, eventually ends the antics with a kiss on your nose. Then bites it.

"Just for future reference though, I love a good omelette. Make me one of those and I'm yours forever."

"You're not already mine forever?"

"No, you suck, make me an omelette." Collapses on top of you so you can't go and make one even if he wasn't just winding you up.

DIAVOLO:

Has a massive grin on his face the moment you set foot in his room, getting even bigger when he sees you've brought food. You serve it professionally, pretending to be Barbatos and making him laugh.

"Your breakfast, young Master."

"Ooo, my birthday must have come early? OH! Is that...a foam Cerberus in my coffee!?"

Devours everything eagerly, insisting on sharing with you no matter how much you protest.

"Come now, you deserve to taste the fruit of your labours. It's wonderful!" Like a big kid, smothers you with kisses when he's done. "I'll have to think of a proper way to repay you..."

BARBATOS:

Completely taken by surprise - it was usually him that was serving meals after all and here you were up at an even earlier hour than him handing him a breakfast tray? Doesn't know what to say at first, eyes roaming over the food you'd prepared for him until he spots the little flower-shaped strawberries you'd cut for him - something he'd done for you once to cheer you up when you were sick.

"Seeee," you say with a playful nudge as you settle next to him. "I've been learning."

"You have...this looks wonderful, thank you." He leans over to press a delicate kiss to your lips and you mumble a quiet you're welcome against them. The two of you share a rare moment of solitude chatting idly and enjoying each others' company before another busy day at the Palace begins.

SOLOMON:

Eyes you and the food warily. "You trying to poison me again?"

"Dude it was just gone-off milk it wouldn't have killed you. Also that was a whole year ago why are you still holding that against me?"

"Yeah well..." Sniffs it just to be sure then flashes you a playful smile. "I'm just messing. This looks really good - thanks."

Halfway through tucking in: "Y'know I'd offer to return the favour but you'd probably die so I won't bother."

"Yeah please don't," you laugh, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Although....what if you were my breakfast next time? Worth a thought," he mused, tapping his spoon against his bottom lip as you rolled your eyes.

SIMEON:

Oh...this is awkward...

You both are bearing breakfast trays intended for the other, and you both burst into laughter before making your way to his room where you swap trays and tuck in.

"I can't believe this..."

"We're too in tune with each other," Simeon smiles, sipping at his tea.

"Yeah, I guess we are." The food was delicious - heavenly even and you found yourself closing your eyes from pleasure while eating it. "This is amazing, Sims."

"Glad you like it," he replied with a grin. "You've made these eggs perfectly."

"I'll have to make them for you more often."

"I'd like that a lot."

Simeon definitely tries feeding you at one point, laughing sweetly at your eagerness to take it from him.

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mangocustard16 · 1 year ago

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SEVENTEEN MASTERLIST

f: fluff a: angst c: comfort h: crack m: mature/suggestive e: event req: requested ♡ : my fav

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➳ choi seungcheol / s.coups:

blooms of love | f ♡ | halloween playdate | f | [10:15 pm] | f , e , req | the unattainable muse | a |

➳ yoon jeonghan:

dilemma | a | it was always you | f | [10:02 pm] | f , c | twinkling destiny | f | home is wherever you are | f , c , e , req |

➳ hong jisoo / joshua:

romanticized version of you | f ,c | baking hearts | f | [8:30 a.m] | f , c, ♡ | to sweet endings and even sweeter beginnings | f , e , req |

➳ wen junhui / jun:

jun's secret | f |

➳ kwon soonyoung / hoshi:

he's just my roommate | f , a | fair date | f | first kiss | f, e, ♡ |

➳ jeon wonwoo:

➳ lee jihoon / woozi:

melodic promises | f |

➳ lee seokmin / dk:

fireflies and memories | f | unpacking love | f | See ya' | f , c |

➳ kim mingyu:

clumsy heart | f | lazy days of love | f , c, ♡ | jacket | f | smau | a shower of love | f | sweet home | f ,♡ | [2:34 a.m] | f | r/askreddit | f , ♡ | [10:23 pm] | f , e , ♡ |

➳ xu minghao / the8:

➳ boo seungkwan:

➳ chwe hansol / vernon:

➳ lee chan / dino:

[9:15 p.m] | f , ♡ |

Headcanons:

➳ morning sunshines | f , c | ot13

➳ Seventeen as display of affection | f | ♡

➳ Seventeen as your older brothers | f |

➳ Texting "He's gone, you can come over now" to seventeen | f , smau | ot13

➳ Hitting on seventeen pretending to be someone else | h , smau | ot13

➳ seventeen's reaction to you playfully dodging their kisses | f |

hip hop unit | performance unit | vocal unit

➳ Seventeen's reaction to catching you watch other member's fancams | f |

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➳ Seventeen's reaction to you not recognising them when drunk | f |

hip hop unit | performance unit

➳ bf!Seventeen | f , req |

➳ Seventeen's recation to their s/o being doctor/surgeon | f |

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➳ Seventeen texting you "what position y'all in🤨?" | m |

hyung line | maknae line

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calico-cheriies · 5 months ago

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WASTED SUMMERS |Manjiro Sano x Reader Fanfic|

{Chapter two}

{Masterlist}

{WASTED SUMMERS Masterlist}

"Confess I loved you, just thinking of you... I know I've loved you from the start..."

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You already regretted being acquainted with the gang member, who you'd just found was the leader of one of the most powerful gangs! How could you have guessed that the insufferable airhead was the gang leader for crying out loud?!

Your face heating up in embarrassment when someone had confronted you about your relationship with him. Of course, there was many things to take from this; the first one being that your classmates were nosy, and the second being that the short childish boy was the leader of one of the most feared gangs. You couldn't believe you let the delinquent walk you home, and even worse- you confided personal things to him!

Though you had to admit that it was the most fun and relaxing time you've had in a long time- you really needed other people to talk to if that's how you felt about him- or rather around him.

You shook away the thoughts as you walked towards one of the classrooms, sliding open the door and greeting some of your fellow peers. You would often stay after school to participate in the student council meetings, ever since you were voted as the student president and confirmed valedictorian, you had made it a responsibility to address some changes and revisions of rules.

You had been anticipating this thing since the summer before this year- so you had really been on top of everything. "(Y/N)! Thank you for stopping by, we already made a rough draft," the salutatorian bowed his head before handing you some papers.

You scanned the papers and nodded, "These are fine... I will review and edit them before officially publishing them with the news club," you sent a smile to the boy, who visibly blushed but went unnoticed by you. Thus it begun your stay there for an hour and a half, but there was something that you couldn't help but feel a familiar warm feeling blossom in you. You had to admit that being around others that were like you was comforting.

Your salutatorian, whom was named Riku, had always competed with you since you were children, so you had a fun time sending teasing jabs to him and getting to know any new people that were new this year. That was before the sliding door swung open to reveal the last person you wanted to see.

Mikey.

You ignored the boy who casually walked in with his friend behind him, everyone in the room went quiet and even tensed up, Riku even slightly scooted away from you.

Harsh.

"Mikey, this room is specifically for the student council," you spoke up just as Mikey was about to speak. Intense (E/c) eyes looking up with a stern glare, it wasn't really aggressive but it was definitely a warning that it wasn't a good time. Many watched as Mikey leaned in close to your face, he clearly didn't care and it seemed like what you said didn't make it to his brain. "No need to be rude to your best friend, (Y/N)-Chan," he grinned, making sure to loudly announce the nickname he had given you.

Most kid's tensed up, it was considered rude to call someone on the student council such nicknames, especially from someone that had a bad reputation like Mikey. They were expecting to see you yell or even back down, but you did neither.

You had rolled your eyes and stood up, bowing to your classmates as an apology. "I'm sorry for his rudeness, I'll be right back," a light hue of pink on your cheeks, you didn't like the glances the students gave each other after Mikey's nickname for you came out and you grabbed Mikey by the collar and dragged him out, "Draken, you too." You simply stated as the two walked out, at least they didn't really fight you on it.

You closed the door, "You guys can't come in here and do what you want! You're scaring my peers away and you're making me look bad!" You crossed your arms, eyes glaring up at the two boys. Draken shrugged, "Sorry," he didn't even sound sincere!

You sighed and while shaking your head you asked the question, "Whatever, what did you need anyways?" you were confused as to why they wanted to see you, Mikey was quiet as he stared at you. It didn't seem like they would go out of their way for someone like you. It had been a few days since you last saw them, and you weren't even friends with them.

At least- that's what you assumed.

The three of them stood there in silence, so you kept tapping your foot impatiently before Mikey said anything, it was strange... he was looking down with a weird expression... did he feel ill or something? You didn't like his piercing gaze on you and it began to make you squirm under his intense stare. This was the first time you felt kind of afraid of his gaze, he sure could stare anyone to death...

You supposed you could see why people were afraid of him...

"Mikey... are you alright?" You were obviously concerned until Draken eventually shoved him aside, "Mikey wanted to invite you out with us, Takemichi and his girl were going to come with us and some other friends..." Draken revealed and that made you silent.

Suddenly you threw your head back a little bit and let out a quiet laugh, your lips curved into a smile as you shook your head. "That's thoughtful of you guys... I didn't think I was scary to approach," you had now understood- well to Mikey it was misunderstood but it didn't matter. "I appreciate the offer, but I have to stay, unfortunately," you bowed your head apologetically, it was kind of disappointing that you couldn't go but it was still your responsibility to take care of student problems and study. Plus- you weren't even sure if you were the right person to ask. You obviously weren't as laid back as Hina was and you didn't think you would be looked at as a fun person- but the gesture was enough of make your heart flutter.

"(Y/N)-Chan... you're so boring," of course that came from Mikey...

"Okay... thanks, Sano," a sigh escaped your lips, (e/c) eyes slowly traveling down so you wouldn't have to see his smug smile. Your fingers were messing with the hem of your uniform's sleeve. "I just have a lot of things to do... but maybe next time," you sent them a half smile, but then Riku peeked his head out of the classroom.

He seemed to slightly glare at Mikey, before turning to you with a smile, "(Y/N)... we just finished since it's getting late, do you want to walk home together?" he had already grabbed your bag and you hummed in response and turned your back to Mikey, not seeing his smile drop. "Huh?... oh sure-" you outstretched your hand, fingers grazing the strap of your messenger bag until Mikey beat you to it and grabbed it for you.

"(Y/N)-Chan... let's go home!" Mikey declared as Draken stared down the salutatorian, he was also a scary starer..."Whatever Mikey says, goes," he was intimidating the poor boy! You were stunned as Mikey dragged you by the hand towards the exit from Draken and the boy.

You wrinkled your face in annoyance which stopped you from walking causing the blonde to glance back, "Hm? Did you forget something?" he asked, clearly oblivious to what you were feeling. You pointed to the end of the hall where they just came from, "Mikey! You can't just scare someone like that... plus, I thought you were going out!" The words sputtered out of your mouth, cheeks heating up in embarrassment. You did make sure to note that you owed your classmate an apology... and maybe more to make up for the intrusion.

"(Y/N)-Chan... that boy is no good!" Mikey huffed out, continuing to pull you forward. "Plus... I wanna walk you home!" he childishly retorted, causing you to shake your head in annoyance again. "Sano... you just have to ask," you mumbled, already to exhausted to argue, not even sure why Mikey wanted to be around you so much. It's not like he had a life-changing conversation with you anyway... but a thought then popped into your head.

...He's going to be a pest to you for sure, he could always be following you around or always barging in during your free time to sit and talk to you. You enjoyed his company for now but there was one thing that was stopping you-

His delinquent lifestyle.

The walk home was a bit different than the last one, the last one had a much more relaxed and peaceful vibe to it. This one felt more... vulnerable and somewhat personal, you saw that Mikey had some kind of expression on his face, and you subconsciously gripped the strap of your messenger back tightly before deciding to ask the looming question. "Mikey..." you hadn't realized how your voice came out soft- almost like a whisper and you were afraid that he didn't hear it. You were prepared to feel embarrassed until the blonde turned his head slightly in your direction. "Hm?" His hum made your stomach feel nervous, and you weren't sure what it was.

"What are you thinking about?" You watched his face for any change, it seemed that he was good at hiding his emotions because he kept the same neutral smile plastered on his face.

It was getting dark while you waited for his response, the sun was setting and it painted this light orange hue over his face. You thought that the light made him seem more vulnerable, he didn't have a scowl or a glare like most delinquents did- he had a more childlike and sweet aura that just drew you more into him.

"Heh, I didn't take you for the kind to be nosy," his response was teasing, and it made you just let out a small snort, you weren't acting out like you had done so earlier or many times before, you had even accepted the teasing response because you felt compelled to show that you were actually worried- or rather curious as to what the delinquent was thinking in.

"I was thinking about something coming up..." was all he ended up saying, and it prompted you to already start thinking of what the boy could mean. Was it a birthday? No- it had to be something that was clearly meaningful to him. The next thing that came to mind was the fact that he was the leader of a gang, could be something related to that?

"Are you going to fight someone?" The words slipped out, but you really couldn't help but ask, your face becoming slightly flushed at the personal question. You begun to panicking now as he stopped in the middle of the side walk which prompted you to stopped next ton him but you couldn't really read his expression. "Ah- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" you really were a stuttering mess, the confident aura slowly deteriorating as the tension became awkward, at least to you.

"(Y/n)-chan... you're so smart," he threw his head back in laughter, clearly enjoying seeing the uptight girl get flustered. "Glad that you came to that conclusion..." you muttered under your breath, not wanting to ruin the smile he had on his lips, it was a nice sight to see according to you- at least that's what you thought. You just ended up elbowing him gently, not wanting to push an answer out of him. "Just... be careful, it's my job as the top student of our class to look out for my peers," you grunted out, trying to find some reason to not worry over him or flatter him.

You both stood there for a few more minutes, the sounds of the cars driving by and the rustling of leaves was the only noise between the two. You hadn't realized you had been staring down at your shoes until Mikey flicked you on the forehead, causing your figure to flinch and cry out instinctively, "Hey!" Your hands flew up to rub the spot where he flicked you. Your eyes snapping up to meet his much darker ones. "You're too sweet, let's get you home nerd," his smile was pulled into his usual lazy one, causing a sigh from you and you continued the walk home.

"Thanks... for walking me home instead, Sano," you stood stopped in front of your house, now turning to face him. "It feels nicer to see you don't go around beating guys up, it feels safe," a snicker left you, enjoying the way his eyes lit up for a bit. "You just like having me around," he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his Toman jacket, his face turning to look at the details of your humble house. "Whatever, just get home safe you dork," you ended up gently shoving him. Now red face at how his childish response got you riled up. "Bye Mikey," you stepped back to signal him to leave with a wave.

Mikey had turned around to leave, his boots clicking against the concrete before he heard his name being shouted out. He had swung around thinking something had happened in the short amount of time. He couldn't imagine to his surprise that it was the (H/c) girl rushing at him, your phone in hand.

{Chapter three}

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#toman mikey #mikey #manjiro sano #manjiro #x reader #mikey x reader #Manjiro sano x reader #fluff

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𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚

𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙇𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙖

𝙋𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙧𝙖𝙨: 3.014

𝘼𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙨: Mask kink; tentativa de suspense; sexo desprotegido (pessoas gostosas usam camisinha!); sexo no espelho; palavrão; sexo explícito;

𝙉/𝘼: É como dizem: "quem é vivo sempre aparece"! Não tenho muito que dizer, apenas agradecer meu tiktok por me bombardear com edits do primeiro filme de Pânico, pois agora esse é meu novo hiperfoco :), apesar de nunca ter assistido o filme de fato – se ficou muito perceptivo, relevem, por favor!– Com isso + a beleza de Bang Chan, nasceu esse querido imagine aqui, que quase que não sai, mas para felicidade geral da nação, saiu. Será que podemos considerar como uma mini participação minha de Kinktober?

𝙉/𝘼²: Enquanto terminava de escrever, uma ideia de um segundo final, não muito fofo me ocorreu. E apesar de não ser meu gênero de escrita, resolvi tentar mesmo assim. Então caso alguém queira ler o imagine (sim, postarei o imagine inteiro, mon amours!) mas com um final alternativo, basta clicar aqui em baixo:

[ 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐨 ]

01° de outubro, e para Christopher Bang isso significa apenas uma coisa: uma namorada feliz e levemente assustadora. Outubro é simplesmente seu mês favorito do ano todo, trazendo consigo as melhores temperaturas, as melhores atividades, as melhores maratonas de filmes, e claro, o arrepio na nuca do terror e do horror do halloween.

Uma das primeiras coisas que Chris aprendeu sobre – e amar – você foi a sua paixão pela época do ano, tratando a festividade quase como um feriado religioso. Todo final de setembro você começa a preparar um planner bem detalhado e recheado para outubro, e claro, maratona de filmes clássicos estão sempre presentes, independente da ordem.

Como um bom namorado, Christopher sabe exatamente qual a sua franquia de filmes favorita: "Pânico". Mais especificamente, o primeiro, lançado em 1996. Quando te perguntou em um dia qualquer, o rapaz não esperava ver seus olhos brilharem tanto, com tanta animação que o pegou desprevenido.

"Meu Deus, esse filme é o melhor! Olha, eu sei que muita gente prefere os outros, mas esse é um clássico dos clássicos! Os primeiros ghostfaces, as falas icônicas, a Sydney..."

Chris percebeu também a sua paixão pelo assassino mascarado. Não somente pelos personagens Billy e Stu, mas pela figura mascarada. Ele não conseguia ignorar como sua respiração ficava descompassada sempre que ele entra em cena, pronto para levar a vida de um personagem; ou omodo como você acabava por esfregar uma cona ma outro, pendendo a cabeça para o lado, no que pareciam ser suas cenas favoritas.

E apesar do seu interesse fictício ser um pouco incomum, seu namorado Christopher que te ama tanto quer fazer uma bela surpresa de Halloween!

...

É uma sexta-feira qualquer na sua vida, seguindo rigorosamente seu planejamento mensal, com um balde de pipoca e sua franquia de filmes favorita, mas sem seu namorado, que precisou cancelar a noite do filme pois tinha uma reunião muito importante na JYPE. Uma pena mesmo!

"Quem foi o assassino no primeiro ato?" Você assiste a voz mascarada perguntar à personagem da Jena Ortega. "Billy Loomis!" No momento em que a garota diz ao telefone você rola os olhos colocando mais pipoca na boca.

"Ah, desculpa Tara, mas não está certo..." Absorta na cena você repete as falas junto ao assassino "A resposta certa é Billy Loomis e Stu Macher. São dois assassinos no ato original"

— Viu? Se não tivesse esquecido do Stu você não morreria, vadia burra!

Infelizmente seu telefone começa a tocar, mas no identificador consta apenas um número desconhecido que você ignora. 1 vez... 2 vezes... 3 vezes, até você atender frustrada com a interrupção.

— Alô? — atende passando o filme. Nos primeiros segundos só consegue ouvir uma respiração abafada, então decide desligar, mas a voz se manifesta do outro lado da linha.

"Olá S/n." a voz abafada soa arrastada, e um arrepio sobe a sua espinha. Você olha novamente a identificação apenas para encontrar as palavras "número desconhecido" brilhando.

— Quem é você? —pergunta obviamente confusa, e já deixando o pote de pipocas de lado.

"Alguém que te conhece muito, muito bem"

Seu coração começa a bater mais forte e rápido. Você tenta se recordar se viu alguma notícia de morte suspeita, mas nada, e apesar de seu consciente começar a brigar com você mesma, não consegue deixar de lado o pensamento de que finalmente um louco da cabeça resolveu trazer Pânico para a vida real, e escolheu logo você como sua primeira vítima.

— Você acha que eu vou cair nessa brincadeirinha? Uma cópia mal feita do filme...— Você tenta soar o mais confiante possível, apesar de já estar duvidando da realidade.

"Tudo bem, vamos brincar de verdade ou verdade..." a voz diz, e você se agarra ao telefone, enquanto a imagem congelada do próprio ghostface te encara no filme pausado. "Eu falo um fato sobre você, e você me confirma se é verdade, certo?"

— T-tudo bem...

"É verdade que você ama Halloween" a primeira pergunta é feita, e você demora um pouquinho de tempo para responder, deixando a pessoa estranha impaciente "Responde S/n, é verdade?"

— Sim...é sim.

"Ótimo. Próxima pergunta...é verdade que você ama os filmes de Pânico?" Dessa vez você confirma mais rápido, e o outro lado da linha parece bem satisfeito. Você sente seu coração bater mais rápido a cada segundo que passa, assim como sua respiração, e você tenta ao máximo não deixar transparecer, ao mesmo tempo que decide se deve olhar na janela ou não. "Você está indo bem...é verdade que você tem um namorado?"

— Sim, é verdade...o-o que você quer com ele?

"É verdade que seu namorado faria de tudo por você?" Meu Deus, o que essa pessoa tem com Chris?! Você confirma pensando no seu namorado perfeito e no quanto você o ama. "Lembre-se disso, pimpolho." E com isso a ligação é encerrada.

Pimpolho? As únicas pessoas que te chamavam assim eram seus pais até os seus 12 anos, e nunca mais ninguém soube disso...A não ser...Christopher. poderia Bang Chan estar por trás disso?

A sua mente gira em círculos tentando entender o que está acontecendo, quando um vulto surge no seu corredor entre as escadas e a sala, sendo iluminado pela luz da cozinha. A primeira coisa que você vê é a máscara de ghostface te encarando, mas ao invés da capa e luvas, era uma roupa e um corpo que você reconheceria em qualquer lugar. Calças pretas justas, e a camisa preta que você o presenteou, que felizmente era incrivelmente justa ao corpo, com um coração vermelho se derramando no peito.

Você finalmente entende. Seu namorado perfeito armou um jeito de ser o seu ghostface no seu mês favorito, do melhor jeito possível. E de repente, o nervosismo se tornou excitação, e você estava pronta para pular nele. Bang Chan do lado mascarado, lê o seu comportamento corporal, percebendo que você entendeu o que estava acontecendo, observando como seus olhos o devoravam, como a sua cabeça pendeu levemente pro lado, e você passou a morder seu lábio. Excelente! O plano deu certo!

Os dois se encaram por longos segundos, enquanto um sorriso malicioso surge no canto do seu lábio, enquanto Chris faz o movimento de cabeça igual ao do personagem cinematográfico. Você se levanta do sofá, e anda lentamente, se aproximando do rapaz, aproveitando para movimentar bem os quadris no ato.

— Então, você me me ligou...— não é uma pergunta, apenas uma estatação da situação, que é confirmada por ele — eu tenho um namorado, sabia?! — você argumenta tentando ser convincente, mas piscando "inocentemente" para a máscara impassível — mas você não se importa, não é? — é como resposta o homem nega com a cabeça. Sorrindo, você repete uma das cenas icônicas do filme: — Você quer brincar de assassino psicopata? — Chris confirma com a cabeça, e você continua, fazendo uma voz falsa de vitima de filme — tá, tudo bem... por favor não me mate Sr. Ghostface! Eu quero estar na sequência!

Sorrindo você tenta passar pelo corpo do rapaz, acreditando que ele iria te seguir, mas ele te pega de surpresa, te pressionando na parede do corredor, com a mão firme em seu pescoço, pressionando no local certo para arrancar o ar dos seus pulmões, te fazendo revirar os olhos.

— Que tal uma brincadeirinha diferente? — Abafada pela máscara a voz de Christopher fica aindamais atraente, e o fato do rosto do homem estar tão próximo do seu não ajudava em nada na sua excitação. Perdida em pensamentos impuros e ávidos para as brincadeiras de verdade, você demora va entender que ele tinha começado a contar, e então precisou de um esforço maior para perceber que você precisava correr e se esconder.

...5... A escada que liga os andares do casa pareciam ter dobrado de quantidade, e mesmo subindo 2 de cada vez, eles pareciam não ter fim ...

...4... você só tem duas opções para se esconder : seu banheiro, ou seu quarto. Ambas as portas te encaram, mas você não consegue se decidir qual a melhor opção...

...3... ao olhar o banheiro, seu cérebro tenta enlistar os possíveis lugares para se esconder, mas apesar da falta de luminosidade, você não tem muitas opções...

...2... tem o gabinete embaixo da pia, mas você não cabe, já que ele é pequeno de mais, e ir para atrás da cortina da banheira, é a ideia mais ridículo do mundo! Então você só tem uma opção...

...1... tudo bem, você conseguiu chegar a tempo no quarto! Está tido sob controle, você ainda tem tempo! Mas onde se esconder? Embaixo da cama? Dentro do armário? Atrás do guarda roupa?

É o momento em que você percebe que o andar de baixo está muito silencioso. O mascarado não estava mais contando e você não ouvia passos. Tentando raciocinar o que pode ter acontecido, seus olhos se movem pelo quarto, até pararem na janela, que no momento também parecia um espelho, mostrando a figura de preto logo atrás de você.

— Por favor...— Você súplica se virando de frente para ele, e as mãos do rapaz vão direto para seu pescoço novamente, te fazendo revirar os olhos. Tentando continuar no teatro, e não demonstrar o quão excitada está, usa a sua voz mãos desesperada, segurando o braço que te segurava. — eu faço o que quiser...

— Ah...música para meus ouvidos...

Usando a outra mão livre, o homem a prende nos seus cabelos na nuca, te puxando para baixo, te fazendo se ajoelhar. Você entende o comando de cabeca lhe dado, e abre o cinto que segura a calça preta justa, e assim que abre a peça, a desce até seus joelhos, junto com sua cueca, liberando seu membro já ereto. Sua boca saliva com a visão: seu namorado com a máscara mais atraente do mundo, com a camisa mais gostosa do mundo, com o pau mais delicioso do mundo, te encarando.

Pegando o pênis que já estava melecado de pré gozo, você o coloca na boca, sentindo o peso delicioso na sua boca. Movimentando sua cabeça lentamente, em um movimento de vai e vem, o olhando com grandes olhos pidões. Mas o rapaz não tem planos de te deixar no comando, usando a mão na sua nuca, para se forçar para dentro da sua boca, te surpreendendo enquanto ele solta um grunhido alto de satisfação.

Christopher estava cada vez mais incisivo com seus movimentos, não só com a mão, pressionando seu rosto contra o dele, mas também movimentando os quadris contra sua boca, fazendo seu membro chegar até a ponta da sua garganta, e voce pressionar suas unhas nas coxas masculinas, tentando nao se perder na situação. Seu namorado sempre foi mais dominante no quarto, mas dessa vez a máscara parecia ter libertado uma fera que ele tentava prender. Fera essa que fodia sua boca e preenchia o quarto com gemidos roucos e abafados pela máscara

Você sente as veias do seu membro ficarem mais grossas, e o pênis do rapaz se contrair na sua boca, indicando que ele estava perto do orgasmo, mas ele se retira da sua boca, ato que você não gosta nenhum pouco, tentando o pegar novamente, mas recebendo um leve tapa na mão para te afastar. Bang Chan observa seus olhos vítreos, as bochechas vermelhas, e o modo como a saliva se mistura com seus próprios fluidos ainda conectaram seu pênis com a sua boca. Como ele queria poder gravar essa cena para sempre!

Ele passa a mão por seu rosto, te acariciando, e claro você aproveita o momento. Com uma ordem abafada, ele te auxilia a ficar de pé, te fazendo caminhar até o pé da sua cama, onde te coloca de quatro, de frente para um espelho que você tinha certeza que ficava do outro lado do quarto. O rapaz enrola seu cabelo no pulso, fazendo como um nada eficiente rabo de cavalo, mas um cabresto bem útil.

Bang chan puxa sua cabeça pra trás, te fazendo grunir de dor, excitação e surpresa, sua máscara se aproximando lentamente do seu ouvido. "Novo joguinho, vamos ver se você vai ser melhor nesse, tudo bem?" Apesar das palavras ameaçadoras, você não conseguia sentir nada além de excitação. Ainda no teatro, você confirma com a cabeça avidamente "Você só pode gozar, quando eu disser, entendido?"

O corpo do moreno se afasta de você apenas para poder te livrar dos seus shorts e calcinha, que estava extremamente molhada com a sua excitação. Se posicionando atrás de você, Christopher afasta suas pernas, se alinhando na sua boceta. Ao invés de te penetraram de uma vez, o mascarado brinca com o próprio membro, o melecando com a sua excitacao, ao mesmo tempo vendo sua reação através do espelho. O modo como tombou a cabeça, jogando sua bunda delicioso para trás, em busca de mais dele.

Com um forte tapa em uma das suas nádegas ele te segura pela cintura, e te penetra, arrancando o ar dos seus pulmões. Suas estocadas começam lentas, mas precisas, saindo completamente de você, só para poder entrar novamente, mas ainda mais fundo. Ele coloca o corpo sob o seu, puxando seu cabelo novamente, mas posicionando sua cabeça para que você veja bem o reflexo de seus corpos se movimento em cada estocada.

— Olhos no espelho garotinha, se você parar, eu paro. Entendido?

Com você repetindo sim, e implorando pra ele não parar, Christopher sorri dentro da máscara. Ele sempre amou a garotinha obediente dele, e sabia que hoje não seria diferente.

O rapaz levanta a camisa grande do seu corpo (que na realidade você o roubou), e massageia seu seio, brincando com um de seus mamilos, arrancando um gemido mais agudo da sua doce boquinha. Ele então passa a estocar mais rápido, te fazendo revirar os olhos, e quando você os fecha por dois segundos para se concentrar em não gostar, ele para. Abrindo os olhos, você resmunga "não...por favor..." e Chris repete o movimento de cabeça dos personagens que você tanto ama, sentindo sua boceta se contrair com ele dentro.

— Olhos no espelho princesa! — ele avisa, arrastando o modo de falar, cada segundo se parecendo ainda mais com os primeiros assassinos.

Bang chan volta com as estocadas, mas ele estaria mentindo se dissesse que não estava prestes a gozar. A visão de te ter de quatro, seu rosto no espelho se contorcendo de pazer, com a bochecha ainda molhada com fluidos dos dois, as bochechas ruborizadas e os olhos lutando para ficarem abertos, o encarando com um desejo hipnotizador. Sua boceta tão quente e molhada, o fazendo deslizar como nunca, e sua própria excitação melecando não somente sua bunda, mas também como a virilha e as coxas dele. Você está em todo lugar, e é por isso que ele decidiu fazer essa surpresa em primeiro lugar.

Seu namorado mascarado abaixa seu tronco no colchão, fazendo seu quadril ficar mais alto, e ele ter acessos mais profundos. Aumentando a velocidade das estocadas, mas sem te dar nenhuma permissão. Como imaginado seus gemidos aumentam de volume, e suas unhas se prendem no colchão, e a cama passa a fazer muito barulho, batendo contra a parede.

— Por favor...por favor, eu preciso gozar! — você começa a pedir quando sente o no no estômago começar a ficar cada vez mais forte, e Bang Chan acertar seu ponto G. Você não poderia aguentar por muito tempo.

—Implora pra mim, meu amor. — Christopher comanda, parando apenas para te ouvir pedir, com mais clareza. — Auto e bom tom. Auto o suficiente pro seu namoradinho te ouvir implorar pra um cara que você não conhece terminar de te comer de jeito! — ele manda e você o faz.

— Por favor! Por favor senhor ghostface! Me faz gozar como nunca! Por favor!

Satisfeito, o moreno volta a estocar como antes, rápido e preciso, te segurando firme contra o colchão. O nó no seu estômago, volta a se apertar, o ar dos seus pulmões some, e você não consegue mais manter o olhar no espelho. Seu namorado não estava muito atrás, tendo a mesma sensação no próprio corpo, sentindo seu abdômen se contrair, e seu membro começar a se contrair também. Em questão de segundos, com ambos os gemidos preenchendo o quarto, os dois gozam juntos.

Ambas as respirações estão rápidas e pesadas, quando Christopher finalmente tira a máscara, mostrando sua bochecha também vermelha do calor da máscara, e das sua ultima atividade, e ele completamente descabelado ppr conta da forma em que ele tirou a máscara do rosto. Ele sai de dentro de você, espalhando o gozo dos dois pela cama.

Você apaga por alguns segundos, enquanto seu namorado sorri com a sua moleza e limpa seu corpo, e da um jeito de trocar a roupa de cama, enquanto você deita na mesma, uma tarefa difícil, mas que ele conseguiu mesmo assim.

Quando você finalmente acorda, está deitada sob o peito do moreno, enquanto ele te faz cafuné. Piscando algumas vezes você grune sentindo dor por quase o corpo todo. Christopher sorri docemente pra você.

— Bem vinda de volta meu amor! — ele sorri te apertando contra ele. Você sorri se aconchegante no cheiro reconfortante do seu namorado. — Como se sente?

— Como se você tivesse tirado meus órgãos do lugar. — Você grune e ele solta uma risadinha. — Não acredito que preparou isso pra mim!

— Eu sei que você ama Halloween e que fica excitada quando assiste Pânico. — ele comenta, recebendo um leve tapa de você, que fica envergonhada. Após alguns segundos de silêncio, o moreno pergunta: —Você realmente achou que ficou mal feito?

— O que?! — você se levanta, ficando apoiada no próprio braço pra poder observar seu namorado mais atentamente. — Você realmente me enganou! Eu só comecei a falar aquilo pra ver se você parava de me assustar! Eu realmente amei.

A sinceridade no seu olhar e voz fizeram o coração de Christopher bater mais rápido. Um lindo sorriso surge em seu rosto, e ele te puxa para um beijo lento e amoroso. Distribuindo beijos por seu rosto, ele faz uma excelente proposta:

— O que acha de um segundo round no banheiro? Dessa vez com mais calma, romance e com seu namorado, hum?

E é sempre difícil de negar um pedido tão especial como esse.

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moments III

a/n: love edition. written while listening to songs from my love playlist, I’ll list the songs with the respective fic.

ot8! x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned) 983 word count

warnings: not proofread & written while half asleep. established relationships. I wrote w braces seungmin in mind.food mentions in Felix, Han, and Jeongin’s.

so tender – say sue me

Chan’s eyes flutter open at the faint feeling of something gliding along his face, smiling when he first sees you.

“What are you doing?” He mumbles, stretching the sleep from his body as he turns to face you. “How long have you been awake for?” He discards his last question, curious about how long it’s been.

You draw out a hum, then shake your head. “Not that long.”

“You didn’t sleep at all, did you?” You scoff, sputtering as you try to make excuses, stumbling over your sentences on how you ‘so totally got sleep.’ Chan doesn’t even listen to you as you try to defend yourself, looping his arm around your neck to pull you into him.

“We’re sleeping all day today.” He murmurs, grunting when you try to pry yourself out of his hold. “Baby, you need to rest. You hypocrite.” A loud gasp comes from you that makes him regret his words.

I don’t wanna be okay without you – Charlie burg

“What are you thinking about?” Minho asks abruptly, in the middle of a spoonful of soup, and you watch as it drips down his chin with a grimace.

“Thinking of you.” You say, smiling when he laughs. “I only ever think of you.”

He hums, looking directly into the camera when you hold it closer to your face. “Give me a kiss.”

“Through the phone?” You’d asked, surprised by his request. He hums, turning his head to the side so his cheek is on display for you. Minho watches you pucker your lips before pressing them close to the screen —he doubts you’d actually kiss your screen— and smiles at the thought of you doing that only for his sake.

l-o-v-e – rocco

“Do you want to dance?”

Your eyes trail up from the hand presented to you to the bashful smile on Changbin’s face as he looks at you with hopeful eyes. “With you? Always.”

He hides a grin as he pulls you up, lacing his fingers with yours while he leads you to the dance floor. The song is slow. Changbin thinks he could get away with swaying, but then you lift your hand above his head and ask him to twirl.

He complies because it’s you. And he’d do anything to see that smile on your face and that quiet laugh you only let out around him.

right side of my neck – Faye Webster

“Did you get home safe?”

Hyunjin giggles from the other side of the phone, turning around to see you still sitting under the tree, right where he’d just left. “We just said goodbye.”

A smile takes over your face at the sound of his amusement, looking in his direction, heart warming at the sight of his smile. Even from afar, when he was just a tiny figure amongst others, he stood out to you in a way you couldn’t explain.

“I miss you already.”

He laughs again. You wish you could hear it over and over again. “I miss you too.” He’d turned away by then, but your eyes remained focused on him even when he disappeared from your sight.

nothing – Bruno major

Jisung shuffles into your apartment with a blanket over his shoulders and melts into your embrace the second you open your arms for him.

“Missed you.” He mumbles, words muffled by the cloth of his hoodie against his mouth. He doesn’t even point out that you’re wearing his clothes. He just basks in the moment with you. “Let’s just stand here.”

You hum, sliding your fingers under his beanie to twist strands of his hair. “How about the warm bed waiting for us in my room instead?” He hums, smiling slowly when you pull him in.

what would I do? – strawberry guy

You realized shortly that whenever you were in Felix’s presence, everything seemed brighter and hopeful. He was the sun's one and only rival.

“Did I do something funny?” Felix asks, looking at you with curious eyes. There’s a sparkle in them. Of course there is. “You’re smiling a lot when I cracked an egg.”

You hum, nodding towards his hands. “Yeah, but you did it one-handed.” He laughs softly, shaking his head at your answer.

You wonder what you would do without him. But the feeling of never wanting to find out clouds all of it because Felix was one of the only things making your life better.

everyone adores you (at least I do) – matt maltese

“Don't hide your smile.” Your fingers wrap gently around Seungmin’s wrist when his hands cover his mouth as he laughs, a frown painted on your lips when he looks down.

“You know I don’t like it.” He looks away when you sigh, he knows you’re tired of hearing that explanation, and you know he’s tired of saying it.

“I know you do, but,” your hands reach to cup his face, Seungmin feels his cheeks warm at the contact. “Everyone adores your smile, especially me. I love seeing how your lips curve. I love the little bands that poke from the side–” he turns away as you speak, groaning when you move his head to face you. “I love your smile. Please don’t hide it from me.”

Seungmin nods, keeping his hands down when he feels a grin starting to form. His eyes crinkle near the edges when you mirror his expression, small giggles leaving him when you kiss the corner of his lips.

lucky love – michael seyer

“Do you hate me?”

You let out an exasperated sigh. Jeongin can’t help but feel a twinge of pain from your bluntness. “Jeongin, I don’t hate you. I could quite literally never hate you.”

“Even if I told you I don’t believe in true love.”

You nod your head, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, resting your hand against his head. “Even if you confessed to eating my pie.”

“That was Han.” You grumble; Jeongin laughs before tucking his head into your shoulder. “I’m lucky to have you.” He says.

“You are.” He boos at your lack of humbleness, pushing you off him, swatting at you when you try to attach yourself onto him.

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crescencestudio · 10 months ago

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๋࣭⭑ Devlog 37 | 1.29.24 ๋࣭⭑

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Hope the holiday season and the new year have been treating you all well <3 I've been hard at work this past month to get the revamped demo out to you all soon, so let's jump right into things ^^

This past month, most of my writing has been focused on the revamped demo, finishing Etza's first draft, and Druk's developmental edits.

The revamped demo is FINISHED w writing edits!!!! That honestly took way more time than I thought, but because I wrote the demo basically two years ago at this point, a lot of my writing style has changed. So while some people might think it is an unnecessary time sink, it was important for me to rewrite the scenes I could so that it felt like it accurately portrayed how the routes are looking. And, because my writing skills are better than basically 0, which is where I was starting when I first wrote the demo, I can better write a script that's closer to my vision of the game.

....So THAT ended up taking a while!!! BUT I finished that this month, which was a huge accomplishment to me and I feel much happier with the Alaris script than before, where I kinda... well, hated it. LOL

In-Game Sneak Peek: New Choices HEHEHE

Etza's draft is making good progress. I'm JUST ABOUT done with their first draft YAY!!! As I mentioned before, writing for the full game routes will be a bit slower for now since I'm now balancing more game stages than before (like coding, sprites, etc.). But I was pretty happy with Etza's progress this month since it does feel like the finish line is pretty close for their first draft ^^

And then Druk's edits are just about wrapping up!! Wudgey and I have been having lots of fun with Druk's route, and it's shaped up to be a personal favorite just because of how enjoyable the editing process has been, so I hope you all are excited for it!

For art, I've gotten some more backgrounds commissioned from Vui for the full game. I also decided to update the prologue art for the demo and commissioned dear friend @saffein-e for some prologue art and..... WELL..... SHE'S STUNNING. I'll let the prologue preview speak for itself HEH

In-Game Preview: New Prologue feat. New Art and Fade-in Text Effect

I'm so happy with it, and in general seeing the demo come together with all the new assets has been RRRRGGGHHH!!!!! I've coded most of the screens by now, but I don't want to show them all quite yet. I'll show one preview of the new communicator screens.

Communicator Feature: Texting (left) and Phone Calls (right)

First is the texting screen, and then I also updated the phone call screen! The sprites now not only emote (kinda like video call vibes), but they also auto-highlight based on who is talking!

Most of my miscellaneous stuff has to do with coding the demo. I've been doing a LOT of backend coding to make the game more polished. First is the example above with the communicator phone call feature. Without getting too into coding jargon, it basically is like a new version of the normal sprites so that it feels more interactive, with seeing the characters emote while talking to you, and has the auto-highlight function so that it is clear who is talking during a phone call!

I'm adding more camera work to the demo, more vfx/sfx to make things more immersive, and overall just adding a lot of polish to the game. It's been a lot of work, since it's involved adding alternative textboxes, cleaning up old code, revamping things (like sprites and other images), etc. But it's been worth it to see everything come together!

In-Game Preview: Pop-up Codex now instead of separate screen!

I'm hoping the beta demo can be done by the end of this week or next, so if you all would like access to it, please feel free to subscribe to my Patreon for this upcoming month! Highest tier gets access to beta builds for $10 <3

Finally, In other news, I DID release Intertwine: Another Life this month LMFAOOO

If you haven't gotten a chance to play it, please do! There's almost double the amount of script content. I've been doing an awful job of promoting it since I've been in the coding trenches. But I do appreciate the reception so far!! It was honestly bigger than I thought it would be, and I'm always so grateful for everyone's support ^^ Very happy you all liked the extra bit of content with Van <33333

For market research, I didn't do anything this past month. I DID play Date with Death in December and had massive brainrot from it. In fact, I made two fanarts of little Grimmy LMFAOOOO.

I'm sure most of you have played it, but if you haven't this is your sign to go play it. It's a free game and the amount of polish and features in it are crazy, so please show the dev team some love!!!

Hoping to have the revamped demo out soon, and the beta demo out even sooner. Hope you all have a great rest of your month, and I'll talk to you soon! <3

#alaris #intertwine #devlog #IVE BEEN WORKING HARD :CRIES:

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Won't Let Go- Dabi x Fem!Reader

Warnings!: Pure angst. No happy ending, blood, major death, yelling, crying, argument, harsh words, not willing to accept death.

Umm yeah I have zero idea if I'm good at angst or not... I'll probably make an alternate ending for people like me, but until then I'm sorry.

I kinda rushed bc I wanted to keep my brain going.. it's unedited like usual too.. so sorry for the errors. I might edit it later.. but idk.

You and Dabi get into a nasty fight. You leave for some air, but get attacked by a fellow villain.

1,800+ words/Pure angst

It started simply, just another stressful day, and just another argument. Both of us hissing insults back and forth, hurting one another in ways only we knew how.

He made a jab at that one insecurity that no one knows about except him, and I jab at his incapability to take me out on a normal date. He then throws out a harsher, more personal insult, and I insult the fact that he can't properly provide for the two of us.

It went back and forth, words only get shaper and more venomous to the point where I'm in tears, and Dabi is still sneering at me. "DO YOU EVEN CARE!? YOU LOOK PSYCHOTIC RIGHT NOW!" I scream, e/c eyes locked onto his turquoise ones.

"NO! I DON'T CARE, NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL!"

"DO YOU EVEN HEAR YOURSELF?!"

"LOUD AND CLEAR! YOU'RE NOTHING TO ME (Y/N)!" As Dabi's words sinked in, my tears continued to fall, increasing in speed. "Aww look at you. You're so sensitive " Dabi cooed, venom lacing his words.

As my anger grew my body started to shake. Standing up, I walked over to our shared closet. "You know what Dabi? I'm done. I'm done with how you hurt me, physically and emotionally, and yet I stick by your side, holding you during every nightmare as you burn me. You burn me to the point of tears, and yet I still hold you. You insult me time and time again, and yet I'm still there to hold you after a particularly nasty mission. I hold you when you need me, and yet I need you and your somehow entitled to shatter my heart? Enjoy life alone. I now see why you were alone, you only hurt the people that actually care about you." I seethe, pulling on a hoodie, making sure that it was one of mine.

"Where are you going?" Dabi chuckled, turquoise eyes hardened in anger. "Away from you. Just know that it's your fault that this happened to us." I reply, eyes tearful as I took one last look at the man I adored.

"Goodbye." I whispered. As Dabi moved to say something further, I walked out the door, closing it softly before leaving, much to Twice and Toga's confusion.

"(Y/n) chan! Where are you going!?" Toga asked, skipping over to my shaking form. I just ignored her, picking up my pace slightly. "(Y/n) chan?" Twice muttered, eyes focussed on my back.

I just continued forward, stepping outside into the rain. Sighing, I started walking forward, toward the alley ways, failing to notice the eyes on my tired form.

Dabi's P.O.V:

As the door closed, I immediately crumbled onto our shared bed, regret coursing through my being. I stepped out of line. Yes, so did (y/n), but I started it.

As I remembered the cruel words I said to my precious (y/n), I scoffed as I felt a drop of blood fall down my cheek. Shooting myself up, I yanked at my hair as I paced around the room, waiting for my precious (y/n) to come back.

After about forty minutes, I started to freak out. (Y/n) usually comes back after a 10-15 minute cool down, and then continued to ignore me until I brought her into my lap, kissing her softly as a silent apology.

She would silently forgive me, and we would go back to normal. It was unusual for her to be gone for so long. Pulling out my phone, I left her a text telling her to come back, before continuing to pace back and forth.

Reader's P.O.V:

I huffed as the villain in front of me searched for an opening to strike. Right as I started to head back to my precious Dabi, I was jumped by a fellow villain.

My arm was cut badly, my stomach ached from a kick, and my left eye was bleeding, which affected my sight immensely. As the man launched himself toward me, I kicked his groin, temporarily stunning him.

As he fell to the ground, I smashed his head into the ground with my foot before fleeing towards the bar, praying that I would run into one of my fellow colleagues. As I ran my stomach ached, and sweat stung my eye, but I continued to run, avoiding calling out due to my villainous reputation.

Right as I turned the corner to get to the bar, I felt a rough hand pull at my shoulder. "Got you." The man hissed, face right below my ear. I shivered in disgust, pushing against his masculine form in a vain attempt to get away.

"I'll bloody you up real good, and then I'll chain you out of your little boyfriend's window." The man sneered, dark eyes shining as he dreamt of Dabi's horror.

"You're sick." I spit, kneeing the man in his stomach. Unfortunately, the hit wasn't strong enough to drop him to the ground, and it only angered him further.

"You little-" I couldn't help but whimper pitifully as he stabbed a knife into my arm, spilling blood onto the concrete. "You'll pay for that." The man promised, twisting the knife in my arm, producing small whimpers from my shaking form.

Dabi's P.O.V:

I awoke with a start, looking around the dark room in confusion. I don't know what woke me, but I do know that something was terribly wrong.

Unlocking my phone, I went into a panic as I saw my text not being read after an hour or so later. (Y/n) always kept up with her texts.. what was going on?

Scrambling to our closet, I pulled out a black hoodie before slipping it on, pulling up the hood as I exited our shared room, rushing towards the door. "Where are you going?" Shigaraki rasped, light blue hair covering his eyes as he lightly scratched his neck.

Ignoring him, I made my way out the door, picking up my pace as I heard a commotion nearby. As I jogged around the alleyways, I started sprinting as I heard whimpering becoming closer and closer.

Turning a corner, my blood boiled with rage as I spotted my (y/n) on the ground, blood pooling under her quivering being. A man was standing next to her, glaring down at my (y/n) as he held his bloodied arm.

As I ran toward the pair, I freaked out seeing blood leaking from (y/n)'s chest quite quickly, staining her clothes. Burning the man, I made sure to keep him alive for later. Kneeling down next to (y/n), I panicked at the amount of blood seeping from her stab wound.

Reader's P.O.V:

Breathing heavily, I looked up at the wet form in front of me, only realizing it was Dabi as I heard his shaky voice call out to me. "D-Dabi..." I whisper, e/c eyes moist as I studied his face, blood running down his face.

"Don't talk! Save your strength!" He demanded, pulling off his hoodie to press to my chest. "Dabi.. are you crying?" I ask, pressing my thumb to the blood falling down his cheeks. "No! Now be quiet!" Dabi yelled, blood coming faster as his hoodie soaked up the blood way too fast.

Dabi's P.O.V:

Dread sunk in my chest as I absorbed the situation, realizing that unless I turned us both in, or found some miracle, she couldn't be saved. Pulling my precious (y/n) into my lap, I cradled her gently, rocking her back and forth.

"Dabi... I'm sorry." (Y/n) murmured, (e/c) eyes moist with regret. "Don't you apologize; don't you dare." I growl, hugging her tighter. "B-but I said some really horrible things to you..."

"And I said worse things! Just- just be quiet while I try and think!" As my thoughts ran wild the only thing I could think of doing is to take her to a hospital, but then we'd be recognized and earn ourselves a life in jail.

But, it was better than losing her. Swooping (y/n) up, I started to run towards the nearest hospital, trying to devise a better plan. I'd- I'd sneak in through a window, and single out a doctor. I'd first persuade the doctor with money, and than threaten them.

If that doesn't work I'll kill them and find another. That- t-that would work.. it has to work... As I solidified my plan I looked down to see (y/n) getting worse, her (s/t) skin was pale, and her gorgeous eyes were almost fully closed.

"H-hey.. open your eyes." I mumbled, freaking out. "(Y/n). Open your eyes!" I demanded, stopping to crouch in an alleyway as I heard sirens nearby.

"(Y/N)-" "Dabi... I'm sorry I tried to push you into sharing things you didn't want to share-" she stopped to cough up blood before continuing, "I'm sorry I said so many horrible things to you.. and I'm sorry for not being the idle partner for you.. please know that I love you.. and no. You don't have to say it back my Love."

As (y/n) forced her eyes open, dread consumed me as the light started ebbing away and they started to close. "Don't you dare apologize! You did nothing wrong! It was me, I was the one in the wrong! And I'm sorry! So, so sorry! You were, and are the perfect partner! And I love you, I love you so freaking much! So please... STAY WITH ME!" I screamed, blood leaking from my eyes and falling into (y/n)'s (h/l) (h/c) hair.

After a few seconds of silence, I pulled (y/n) away, just enough for me to look her in her eyes and hurriedly check her pulse. As I felt her still pulse my heart stopped. (Y/n) was dead.. the one person I loved was dead.. Desperately, I attempted to give her CPR, deep down knowing that she was gone for good.

As I labored to try and revive (y/n), I screamed on top of my lungs for her to come back to me. Failing to notice Twice, Toga, Kurogiri, and Shigaraki coming up from behind me.

After a few more minutes of my screams Twice came up and grasped my shoulder, tears falling down his face. "I CAN STILL SAVE HER!" I yell, shoving Twice away, causing Toga to frown and catch him.

"Dabi. She's gone." Toga murmured, tears staining her face. "NO! NO SHE CAN STILL BE SAVED!" I paused to desperately bring her into my lap, cradling her cold body to my chest, trying to warm her up.

Rocking us back and forth, I murmured sweet things to her, kissing her head gently. "OVER HERE!" A voice yelled, growing closer quickly. "Kurogiri." Shigaraki rasped, an unpleasant look on his face.

Kurogiri then silently transported everyone except me, (y/n) and himself. "Dabi.. you're coming." Kurogiri muttered, sending out a portal underneath me. I just hissed and cling to (y/n) tighter, hugging her still body to my chest.

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