#falling fallen

[run2min]

SYNOPSIS! Have you ever spoken to Sunghoon? No. Will you ever muster up the courage to speak to him? Probably not. But that’s not going to stop you from admiring him from afar is it? Unknowingly to you, Sunghoon has been admiring you too, will you ever talk to him? That’s for you to find out ;)

GENRE! Basketball player!hoon x artist fem!reader, collage au, strangers to lovers, Sunghoon is so down bad

CAUTION! inappropriate jokes, cursing, a little suggestive, more to be added

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@/sugartitshoon || centre on the deciles basketball team, secretly obsessed with AESPA no.1 my, jakes existence is his kyptonite

@/notsung || where sunghoon lets out his AESPA obsessions (he doesn’t want you to see him letting out the demons), this whole account is wiiiilde, once he performed a virtual exorcism on niki

jay || jake

@/jeongaseonga || point guard on the deciles basketball team, can’t play the guitar, girl magnet but never talks to them (#bitchlessbychoice)

@/jakeylovestitz || small forward on the deciles basketball team, says he’s ‘the rizzler’ yet he still has no girlfriend, no.1 beliber

heeseung || matthew

@/seungthan || captain of the deciles basketball team, makes it his entire personality… you should see his dating profiles ! very confident in his appearance (WHY WOULDNT HE BE??) and flirts with everyone (you) which some people don’t like (Sunghoon definitely hasn’t threatened him at all!)

@/mattblk || power forward on the deciles basketball team, gym bro…., has the fattest crush on the brown m&m, takes thirst traps a lot so most of his friends have him blocked ><

hanbin || taerae

@/hanbinzz || shooting guard on the deciles basketball team, dramatic like you’ve never seen before, rly bad at flirting TT his friends like to watch and laugh (sorry bin), no one new he had a tattoo until a year later (he’s just so mysterious!)

@/taerawr || reserve point guard on the deciles basketball team, openly hates basketball, hasn’t quit because he knows heeseung will hurt him hasn’t played a full game in about 2 years, gets called bitchless but in reality he has about 5 people on the go

bonus : heeseung’s tinder profile

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Falling, Fallen .3

gaz x gn!reader

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The moment Kyle was back by your side he felt lighter and there was no denying you felt the same. There was an indisputable vibe between the two of you, but you decided not to dwell on it and go with whatever happened. “Hey!” You called out over the chatter. A sheepish wince crossed your features when it was a little too loud. Kyle chuckled and stepped to the side to lean on the bar, your body turning to see him in your full front view.

“I didn’t think I’d see you for a bit.” Or ever. You were thrilled you ran into him though. “I’m going to guess you haven’t finished the book?” Kyle rolled his eyes, playfully huffing and crossing his arms. “Well actually-“ Your eyebrows raised in surprise and his faux serious expression faltered. The corners of his lips tipped up when he dropped his arms. “No, I haven’t.”

You laughed at his dorky behavior and shook your head. This was only your second time hanging out and he had been able to make you forget everything you were doing both times. Kyle chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he leaned in closer to you ‘to hear you better.’

"You got me there," he admitted with a mischievous grin, the playful banter between you only deepening his desire to stick by your side. "But hey, don't blame me for being distracted by your irresistible charm and wit. That’s why I haven’t been able to read it. If you weren’t here I’d be curled up in that booth with my book.” It was your turn to roll your eyes and you playfully nudged his shin with your foot. “Yeah right.”

Kyle lowered his voice, drawing you in for him to tease you further. “I'll have you know, I'm determined to finish it. I won't rest until I do. I told you, I’m going to be your emotional support buddy." Another flush of heat hit your cheeks. “Oh my emotional support book buddy?” You countered. Kyle sighed and leaned back again, “Didn’t have to one up me with the name.” His tone showed no hint of true resentment though. The smirk plastered on his lips said the exact opposite.

You raised an eyebrow and snickered. “Oh okay Mr. Charm.” You took a sip of your drink, letting your eyes trail behind the bar. Even with your eyes shifting elsewhere you could feel Kyle’s on you. It wasn’t weird at all. It was almost comforting in a way. Reassuring that he was genuinely interested in getting to know you.

After your drink you turned to look back to him only to discover his eyes hadn’t drifted anywhere else. Kyle’s small smile grew wider. Wanting to know more about him, or more so not wanting to let the conversation die, you spoke up again. “So what are you doing here? Not saying that you do or don’t look like you’d fit in here.” You nodded to the pub’s indoor decoration. It was definitely more of a local pub rather than a more flashy one. He seemed like he’d fit in at flashy pubs or anywhere of that caliber. Kyle just had a perfect face that could really fit any level of fancy.

Kyle chuckled at your comment, feeling the nervousness in his veins fade away. You made it so easy to converse and not be worried about messing up the conversation. Taking a moment to observe the pub's interior, he nodded in appreciation. "Well, this place certainly has charm," Kyle replied, a glint in his eyes. "But to answer your question, my friend loves this pub.” He shrugged nonchalantly, resting his arm on the bar, his posture far more relaxed not that he was actually talking to you. “What are you doing here?”

“Are you saying I don’t fit the crowd, Kyle?” Your tone remained light and teasing, making him shake his head and smile again. “Depends, love. Do you want me to be honest?” Your hand swatted at his arm making him fake a worse injury. You lovingly swore you could only roll your eyes so much. “Don’t inflate my ego too much there.”

Kyle grinned and took a step forward, “I’ll keep a note of that.” His eyes flicked back to look at the booth where Price looked awfully smug, Soap wore a mischievous look, and he could guess behind the face mask Ghost was smirking. Your eyes followed him to the booth where the man with mutton chops had waved at you earlier. “Those your friends?” Kyle hummed and looked back at you, nodding and smiling. “Yeah. Take a wild guess of which one loves it here.”

You raised an eyebrow leaning towards Kyle while you squinted at the trio. “Mohawk.” Kyle grinned, “Ding ding ding. How’d you know?” Did you have to list why you thought it was him? “No comment.” He grinned and shook his head trying to hide his smile behind his hand scratching at his chin. Soap still looked smug as ever at the table, not realizing they were talking about him. “Wanna go over there?”

The question surprised you a little bit. You didn’t think Kyle really wanted you to join his friends or cared enough to invite you. Your eyes widened slightly and seemed for a moment that Kyle was going to nervously take the offer back, but you smiled. “Yeah I’d love to.” He subtly exhaled and gave you another dazzling smile, “Good, good. Yeah let’s,” he gestured the way. Kyle politely let you walk ahead to the table. He certainly wasn’t making signals behind you for Soap to shut up.

Once reaching the table Kyle held a hand out to his friends. “This is John,” Price nodded at you with a friendly smile. “This is Simon,” The so-called ‘Simon’ kept a black balaclava on and an indifferent expression. He nodded as well and you decided not to question the fashion choice. The last option left the mohawked man. “And this is also John.” You raised an eyebrow and glanced at them, “Two John’s? Must get confusing.”

The second John leaned forward with a cheeky look. “Aye, I’m th’ handsome John.” You snorted out a laugh and covered your mouth. “Oh yeah?” John nodded proudly, earning a jab to the side from Simon. “Ow, feck. What th’ feck was that for?” Simon simply mumbled an answer that had John scooting to make space, Kyle shooting a glare at John. The seemingly older, and wiser, John gave an apologetic look.

“Sorry ‘bout that, love. Have a seat.” You glanced up at Kyle who looked back to you and smiled again, covering up whatever emotion was previously in his eyes. Smiling back, you sat down and scooted into the booth. “Thank you, seriously. You guys didn’t have to do this.” “Nonsense, any friend of Kyle is a friend of ours, yeah?” Before you could answer the other John raised his glass, “Hear, hear! Cheers to that!”

Kyle seemed a little quieter or preoccupied in his thoughts. He raised his arm and put it on the back of the booth opening his stance up to you. “You just want to drink, Soap.” The statement earned a chuckle from himself and Price. “Soap?” You questioned. Simon jumped in speaking clearly now. “Call ‘im that cause ‘e doesn’t know what the hell soap is.” Soap gasped dramatically and the mask over Simon’s lip shifted indicating his wide smirk.

“Ah dae tae!” Soap protested, accent thickening at the scandal (and alcohol). “Boys.” Price sighed when Simon pressed a hand to Soap’s shoulder to keep him at arm’s length. A minute in and you could tell John was a father figure to them. No time to dwell on the thought though, because a soft pair of lips brushed against the shell of your ear. “Sorry about them. Thought they’d be less rowdy tonight.” You ignored the shiver running down your back and glanced over your shoulder at Kyle. “It’s okay, really.”

He tilted his head, brown eyes studying your face intently before he nodded. “As long as you're okay.” Your small smiles mirrored each other's, his appearing a second after yours. “Definitely am. Dealt with way worse.” “Worse than him?” Kyle nodded to Soap who was still bickering with Simon. Laughter tumbled from your lips again, it was easy to laugh around Kyle. “Yeah, even worse than him.”

Kyle fell silent for a second, but not uncomfortably. His lips parted before you realized the bickering died down. Turning back you were met with Price trying to seem like he hadn’t been paying attention to the two of you, Simon seemingly less interested, and Soap eagerly leaning his chin on the palm of his hand. “Sooo, yer th’ bird he was talkin’ about?” “Okay,” Kyle’s statement was clear this time. He sighed, getting up and offering his hand to you.

“Wanna take a walk?” Not caring that you had basically just sat down, you nodded and grasped his hand. The palm was rough, but yet not calloused. “Sure.” You hoped you didn’t seem too excited. Kyle’s hand left your hand to slide protectively around your waist. Walking away you could hear the muffled chatter that Soap had ‘scared you off’ and if you strained your ears you could hear Simon nonchalantly flicking the back of Soap’s head.

Kyle filtered through the crowd, his hand never fumbling from your waist. After a minute or so the cool breeze hit your face, caused by a person pushing through the open door. His arm raised and Kyle held the door open letting you slip under it. “You smoke?” He asked, a little too loud from the change in the loud atmosphere. “You smoke?” The question slipped out without a second thought and Kyle responded with a lively chuckle.

“Here and there? You?” He asked again with a smirk, digging to grab his pack. “Here and there,” you retorted with your own smug look. Kyle rolled his eyes and flicked his lighter, lighting his cigarette. He grabbed a second one and pressed the tip to his lit one effectively setting yours ablaze. Kyle passed it to you and watched you take it. “Can I walk you home?”

For a moment you wanted to teasingly ask him ‘can you?’ but not wanting to ruin the moment you nodded and slipped the cig between your parted lips. “Yeah. Yeah, you can.”

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[starz222]

dhmu | episode 3

falling, fallen! a love triangle between scara, kazuha, and you.

The bell rang through the halls of the school. The crowd of students quickly ran to their own classrooms, and the halls were now eerily quiet.

"Class, I'd like you to welcome our new transferee. He's part of the fencing team, so we won't get to see him often." 

Your stomach churned. Maybe he's late. You sigh and turn your head to look out the window. 

The classroom door slid open. It's Scaramouche. His black backpack was hanging on his right shoulder, and on his left was his fencing gear, his sword. That's, um, a foil, right? you recall. 

He introduces himself in his monotonous yet somehow– powerful way. "I’m Scaramouche, delighted to meet you." An easy facade. Whatever the case, he wasn’t going to be seeing the class often anyway. "You can sit there in the center aisle, next to the ginger," your teacher says. 

He walks over hesitantly. He sets his luggage down and takes his seat. Childe gives him a smack on the back, causing Scaramouche to flinch. "It's nice to see you again," he says with a smirk. "Shut up." He says, flipping Childe off.

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synopsis you’re about to graduate high school, and you’ve only yet begun exploring the nervousness and uncertainty of love. this last semester, you’re closer than ever to the one and only fencer of japan, kazuha! you watch as his fellow fencer, scaramouche, works his way up the totem pole of fencing. one is paired up with you in the school, seemingly viewed as the “perfect pair”. as for the other, you rekindle your past with him.

perhaps you’re falling for them. or maybe, you’ve already fallen.

notes short cuz im posting another one lool (kazuha gets to be happy in the next 10 chapters or so /j)

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[theonevoice]

Rebellious

I only ever asked questions.

[starry-bi-sky]

on a completely separate note; shizun luo binghe with a disciple shen yuan who fell into the abyss??? *thinks about LBH canonically stealing SQQ's corpse for 5 years* he'd hallucinate i think. like, like visual and audial hallucinations.

Keeps thinking he's seeing SQQ in the corner of his eyes, or wandering between the trees, amongst a group of disciples. Thinks he hears him calling for him, but its just the wind or another disciple.

Gets Xiu Ya reforged but patently fucking refuses to make a sword mound. Because his disciple Is Not Dead :))) There was No Body. He's Not Dead. And If You keep Insisting That He Is, He's Gonna Skewer You :). He's holding onto Xiu Ya so he can return his most favored disciple's sword when he returns. It's on his hip right next to Zheng Yang where it's supposed to be.

Also this motherfucker?? does not sleep btw. He has the image of SQQ, wide eyed and hysterical and standing at the mouth of the abyss burned into his fucking eyelids. Can't use the dreamscape to escape it either because he keeps trying to save him and either he does and it's an incredibly cruel trick to wake up to, or he doesn't and he gets his heart broken in several different pieces again.

There is no convincing this man that Shen Qingqiu is dead. Absolutely nothing at all. He is buried so deep in denial that moles would be jealous of how deep he is. He keeps making tea for two in the bamboo house only to remember that it's just him. SQQ's fans are hiding everywhere, little reminders of his presence. He goes to wake up SQQ on the mornings he sleeps in-- only to find the room empty.

[verkomy]

falling

you can get a print here: inprnt!   

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

Always the bridesmaid never the bride

[craetor]

Help I made another Everything's The Same Except Bill Is Different Billford AU

Bill, as he calls himself, is a fallen angel who really appreciates Ford's interest in as well as resistance to the supernatural. He has no nefarious plans deeper than playing with his new favorite toy. Maybe make some more Nephilim while they're at it...

Oh, and they meet when Ford is in college.

[leafwateraddict]

Don’t forget guys~

@htsan

[vanilla-extracter]

gravity falls lineup wip

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HIHIHIHIHIHI CAN I PLSSSSSSS (please) PLEASE BE ADDED TO THE TAGLSIT OF FALLING FALLEN PLSSSSS

I have added you <3 🤭🤍

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Falling, Fallen Masterlist

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Gaz just wanted a nice lunch on his leave, but when he spotted you he couldn’t help but be drawn in. He entered your bookstore to ‘look around’. Lunch could certainly wait.

- Part one.

- Part two.

- Part three.

- Part four.

[discontinued]

[starz222]

fan behavior | episode 4

falling, fallen! a love triangle between scara, kazuha, and you

It's after classes, Scaramouche heads to the gym carrying his gear. Scaramouche loves making dramatic entrances. The doors swing open as he steps his foot in. Their coaches, Yae Miko and Jean wait for him. His new teammates line up with their hands to their sides. "Everyone, meet your new teammate." Jean raises her hand to you, "I'm Scaramouche." He introduces himself once more. "Get along well, alright? Play nice." Yae looks at Scaramouche, "You're going to go against our ace, Kazuha, 5 days from now. Show us your potential here, got it?" She was always known for having tricks up her sleeves. That's what made her such an interesting coach.

They were tasked to do basic warm ups, followed by still target practice. After a while, Kazuha asks the team, "Where's Y/N?", he's noticed it's been a while and you haven't gone to the gym. "You didn't see?" Venti tilts his head at Kazuha. "See what?" He walks closer to Venti.

"On Y/N's twitter!" He grabs his phone. "They're in detention right now with Childe." He shows Kazuha the thread he was referring to. "Those two idiots." Scaramouche scoffs. "Excuse me?" The fencing team looked at him, like they were offended for you. "What? Don't look at me like that. They had it coming." 

"Oh. You snitched on them?" Heizou deduces.

"More or less."

The coaches announced a water break— 5 minutes only.

The team is taken aback when they hear loud banging on the door, and a tall silhouette by the window.

Jean opens the door, and they see you enter with Childe. You and him stare daggers at Scaramouche, it sends shivers down Venti's spine, and it's not even directed to him. Suddenly, Childe runs.

masterlist — prev | next synopsis you’re about to graduate high school, and you’ve only yet begun exploring the nervousness and uncertainty of love. this last semester, you’re closer than ever to the one and only fencer of japan, kazuha! you watch as his fellow fencer, scaramouche, works his way up the totem pole of fencing. one is paired up with you in the school, seemingly viewed as the “perfect pair”. as for the other, you rekindle your past with him.

perhaps you’re falling for them. or maybe, you’ve already fallen.

notes hi yes feeding u all with fluff and crack before i hurt u <3 (yes this is inspired by the kdrama, 2521. and yes, childe gets hurt next chapter.)

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[illustratus]

Chaos watches as the Rebel Angels are thrown into Hell (Milton's Paradise Lost)

by Gustave Doré

[saturnneedsspace]

Dean misremembering the purgatory portal scene is altering my brain chemistry in so many ways. What do you mean Dean remembered it as him not being able to save Cas because he wasn't strong enough, but in reality Cas let go??? We know he remembers some things perfectly like when Cas went into the lake because he had nightmares about that, but how many other things does he misremember? Does he remember Mary dying? Does he remember all his fights with Cas? Does he remember all the times Sam died? This was such a missed opportunity to do more. They could've made Dean even more traumatized by having him misremember something for so long, and then him having to learn it was completely different and having a whole crisis about it.