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hoesheez · 3 months ago

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Destined…

Yeosang/Mingi

WARNINGS: mentions of drinking and slight fuckery 🤭 oh and its GAY so if you dont like then dont read!!

A/N: so i really really really love this ship so fucking much?? idk if its the thing where they say they don’t have each others phone numbers or they are supposedly “awkward” around each other got the gears turning and had me think up so many scenarios 🤭 and besides some fics on ao3 i couldn’t really find much?? (please link me some if im wrong)

MINIRS DO NOT INTERACT!

Yeosang!” Wooyoung’s voice rang in Yeosang’s ears as he finally snapped out of his sudden trance while playing their usual silly drinking game. “Did you hear me? I said, never have i ever gotten road head.”

The younger explained and Yeosang immediately put his last finger down, taking a sip of his drink and causing the others seated around the coffee table to cheer loudly. “Damn, what haven’t you done?” San asked with a chuckle as he cleared the empty beer bottles from the table. Yeosang sighed, “It’s exactly why I didn’t wanna play, I always lose.” He said as he stood up from his spot on the floor and headed to the bathroom.

He shut the door behind him, slumping down to the floor to catch his breath. His heart ached, his gut almost nauseous as he replayed Mingi’s prior prompt during the game.

“Never have I ever fucked a guy.”

The nerve of him to say that, right in front of the guy he had definitely fucked. He sighed deeply, standing up and checking his reflection in the mirror. Yep, he indeed was that same Yeosang that Mingi had denied, and he hated that it affected him so much.

There was a knock at the door, “Hold on,” Yeosang called out. “It’s me,” a familiar deep voice resounded from behind the door. Yeosang groaned audibly, earning a small laugh from Mingi as he opened the door to face him. He was met with a sly smirk on the taller man’s face, “You good?” he asked as he walked in.

Yeosang closed the door and leaned against it, avoiding eye contact with the younger man. “Yeah, you?” Mingi checked himself out in the large mirror, “Yeah.”

A short conversation, unnecessary even, as Yeosang watched Mingi run his fingers through his thick red hair, forming it back into whatever well quaffed hairstyle he had before the girl he brought with him messed it up as they made out in front of everyone.

Mingi moved back over to him, his eyes looking Yeosang up and down with a bite to his lower lip. “You look so good,” his voice trailed off to a whisper as he leaned in, easily caging the shorter man against the door. Mingi’s lips began kissing gently along his neck, trailing a hot path up to his ear where he nibbled on the older man’s earlobe. “Thanks, so do you.” Yeosang huffed as Mingi’s hands moved to rest on his bare waist exposed beautifully by the tight crop top he opted to wear that night. Mingi hummed into his ear, “Can I sleep over tonight?”

Yeosang pushed Mingi back, “Are you serious? After what you said? And what about your girlfriend?!” Yeosang spat, that same devilish smirk appearing on Mingi’s face once again. “What about her?” he said as he cocked his head to the side. Yeosang shook his head, of course he was just playing everyone he kept around him. Did the girl even know about him? Yeosang’s mind began to race with thoughts, his heart beginning to ache again cause of the man before him and his carefree attitude towards whatever relationship he thought they had. “Didn’t you just wanna be fuck buddies? What’s the problem?” Mingi asked as he walked towards the door. He looked down at Yeosang, as if waiting for a response while still opening the door to leave. “It’s nothing,” Yeosang said, walking ahead of him and heading back to the living room.

Upon joining the others, Wooyoung tried to get him to play another drinking game but he refused and grabbed his phone he had left on the coffee table. “Try to keep it down please, I’m going to bed.” Wooyoung simply nodded in response as he shuffled the deck of cards in his hands. Yeosang walked by Mingi on the way to his room, neither one of then acknowledging the other.

After a warm shower to clear his mind of the night’s events, Yeosang slipped into his pajamas and settled into bed. The laughs and cheers of his roommates and guests dying down as the night went on. After scrolling through his phone for about an hour, he finally got that usual message from Mingi.

“You up?”

Yeosang rolled his eyes by how comically cliche his life had become, all for sex with a guy that probably didn’t even like him.

“Just make sure you shower before getting in my bed.”

Mingi walked in after about half an hour, shirtless and with the most unnecessarily tight boxers that Yeosang had ever seen. He admired the way they hugged his lower half perfectly. The absolute fuckery of this situation suddenly the last thing on his mind as the muscular man walked over to him.

The bed dipped under Mingi’s weight, his bare face and glowing skin from his nightly routine causing Yeosang’s breath to hitch in his throat. Seeing him like this always made him realize just how lucky he was to be able to be around someone as gorgeous as he was. And how lucky he was to share a bed with him.

“You like me or something?” Mingi asked as he moved closer, laying next to his older bandmate. Yeosang sighed holding back a blush, “You can’t possibly be that full of yourself,” Yeosang moved to straddle Mingi, not wasting any time in rubbing their clothed bulges together with a swift move of his hips. Mingi chuckled, “I can’t? Have you seen me?” he teased with an eyebrow raised. Yeosang playfully put his hands around Mingi’s neck, “Please shut the fuck up.”

He then closed the gap between them, their lips meeting in a fervor. Yeosang hated him, he was sure of it. He hated his soft plump lips, his strong hands that gripped him tightly and that dumb, deep sexy voice of his that coaxed him so sweetly through every orgasm.

Mingi was unlike any other lover he had before, it’s probably why he kept coming back despite everything. If only his personality matched everything else, he’d be the perfect boyfriend for him.

Mingi gripped his hips tightly, easily pushing Yeosang onto his back, hovering over him before leaning in to suck hickeys onto his skin. His lips trailed down his lean body, kissing the soft outlines of his chest and abs. “Fucking perfect.” Mingi’s raspy voice echoing through his ears as his hands and mouth worked frantically to arouse him even further.

Yeosang grabbed Mingi’s bright red locks, tugging hard as the younger placed gentle kisses on the stubbly skin right under his belly button, then moving lower to kiss the bulge in the elders shorts. “Mingi please,”

The younger man took notice of his pleas and finally pulled the older’s shorts down, letting his hard dick finally spring free. He tossed the shorts aside and took Yeosang’s legs by his ankles, opening them wider and moaning when he caught a glimpse of his cock and asshole.

“Are you?” Mingi asked as he lowered his head and began licking Yeosang’s tight asshole, slobbering all over his skin and pushing the tip of his tongue into him. “Y-yes, fuck please hurry up.”

Mingi pulled away with a loud smack of his lips, replacing his mouth with two of his thick fingers. “I like seeing you react like this though,” his thick fingers plunged into Yeosang’s asshole, just barely pushing up against his prostate to tease him.

Yeosang was about to plead once more, his mouth opening to complain but Mingi relented and went to the bedside table. He grabbed the lube and a condom, putting the foil package in between his lips gently. He squeezed a generous amount of lube onto Yeosang’s hole, the sudden chill causing him to shiver.

He tore the condom open with his free hand and his lips and slipped it over himself swiftly. The elder turned to lay on his belly, looking back as Mingi lined himself up with his entrance, arching his back to give him better access. Mingi pushed the head of his cock against Yeosang’s slicked asshole, entering him slowly. Yeosang relaxed against him, the stretch as Mingi thrust in him fully making him whimper. God, he was so glad he skipped dinner, he thought to himself as Mingi bottomed out with a groan. Mingi’s big hands held Yeosang’s hands against his lower back, using them to pull himself further into him. He rolled his hips against the older man as he sighed deeply, “So much tighter than her, fuck!”

Yeosang turned back to look at Mingi, who seemed in an almost trance as he thrust into him faster and faster. Why the fuck was he talking about someone else right now? Mingi groaned and cursed as he picked up speed. Yeosang moaned along with him, the sudden pricking of tears at his eyes taking him by surprise as he felt Mingi’s hands on his shoulders, using him as leverage to fuck deeper. “Yes Sangie, yes.”

Hearing his nick name fall from his lips was enough to break the damn and the tears began to fall. Yeosang buried his face in the blankets, crying and moaning at the same time awkwardly, his body betraying his mind as he craved more of the big man behind him. It was in this moment he realized he was just another one of Mingi’s toys being used, in whatever way he liked. The younger man began thrusting faster, chasing his high as Yeosang began tugging on his own cock. “I’m close Sangie.” Mingi huffed as he leaned down to place kisses on the older man’s neck and back. Mingi pumped into him a few more times, coming into the condom with a deep grunt. Yeosang cane into his hand as Mingi’s cock brought him over the edge, a muffled moan accompanied by what sounded like a whine met Mingi’s ears. “Yeosang?”

Mingi’s voice was hoarse as he moved the sweaty hair from Yeosang’s face, seeing the tears that were falling from his eyes. “You’re crying?” Mingi pulled out of him, the older man quickly reaching for his shorts and putting them back on. “Did I hurt you?” he asked as he stood up, pulling the condom off and discarding it in the nearby trash.

Yeosang wiped at his tears and ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m fine, please just go.” Confused and wanting answers, Mingi didn’t budge. He moved to Yeosang’s side. “Please just tell me what I did?”

“Do you like me? Or am I some kind of sick fantasy for you? You have a girlfriend you fuck and then you come and fuck me like that? What exactly is this?” Yeosang spat, his sudden rambling catching even him by surprise. He turned away from Mingi, who just sat next to him and looked at the floor. “I’m not gay Yeosang, I just like having sex with you, and her, and I don’t want that to change.” He stood up and grabbed his boxers, shuffling into them and heading towards the door. “So you are just using me?” Yeosang sighed deeply, the younger man turning to him. “That’s what we agreed on isn’t it? Are you catching feelings? Is that why you were crying?” Yeosang stood up, taking one of the pillows on his bed and throwing it at Mingi, “Get the fuck out!” The younger obliged and quickly left, leaving Yeosang to cry his eyes out until he went to bed.

Yeosang would spend the next few days completely ignoring Mingi and pretending everything was fine. The argument they had the other night just another incident in his life of chasing after a fuckboy. He even blocked his number funnily enough, after finally having the real thing for only a few months.

After a long practice day, the four roommates were hanging out in their living room. Yeosang sat next to Wooyoung and watched as the man he was trying to ignore sat in front of him playing video games with San.

“Yeonjun is another really cute 99er, don’t you think?” Wooyoung asked as he watched the men play a fighting game in front of him, waiting patiently for his turn. Yeosang sighed and rolled his eyes, “Wooyo, please stop trying to hook me up, I’m not interested in dating right now.” His friend shook his head, “Who said anything about dating? I’m saying you should fuck him.” Wooyoung said bluntly. San chuckled, “Wow! So romantic, Youngie,” his boyfriend said sarcastically. Wooyoung rolled his eyes and ignored San’s comment.

“I don’t need help getting laid, but thanks, I guess?” Yeosang laughed and busied himself with his phone, tired of burning holes with his eyes into the back of Mingi’s head. “So, you are fucking someone? I knew it!” the younger man said as he moved closer. “Who is it? Do i know them? Are they in our company?” Wooyoung’s rapid fire questions went unanswered as his friend ignored him.

Mingi continued to click the buttons on the remote like it was nothing, reaching over San and grabbing a chip to munch on. “It’s none of your business.” Yeosang said and Wooyoung just moved in closer to him, “Ohhh? So you like them then huh? Not telling me about it means it’s serious.” he poked Yeosang’s cheek playfully as he waited to hear more.

Yeosang shook his head, laughing awkwardly, “Actually no, you just don’t need to know him thats all.” He immediately regretted saying too much as Wooyoung smiled wide showing all of his teeth “HIM?!” Wooyoung’s voice practically shattered the windows as he screamed and stood up on the couch.

“You’re having hot gay sex and not giving me any details?! What kind of a friend are you?!” Yeosang wanted to implode, to run away without having to answer and started inching his way off of the couch but Wooyoung held him down with his body, throwing himself on top of his friend.

San turned to them, a thick eyebrow raised, “They 99 too?” Yeosang scrunched his mouth into a line, “Absolutely not telling you that.” he said as he tried pushing Wooyoung off of him. “Okay okay, just tell me one thing then,” Wooyoung said with a sinister smile, “How’s the sex?”

Yeosang’s breath hitched as he involuntarily looked at Mingi, wondering what he could be thinking. He quickly darted his eyes to the TV, then in about twenty other directions. He soon realized however that he didn’t owe Mingi anything, not any kind words or even any kind of sympathy. And he still felt like shit after what he said to him the other night. He stilled his resolve and sighed.

“Not great.” Wooyoung let out a loud laugh and Mingi suddenly stopped pressing the buttons on the remote. San quickly took the opening and knocked out Mingi’s character. A loud “KO!” was heard in the silence of the room. San elbowed him, “The hell was that? you kinda just gave up there.” Mingi handed him the remote and stood up, “Tired,” was all he said before saying goodnight and heading off to his room.“Youngie,” San said with his deep voice as he handed his boyfriend the remote.

“Anyway, do you want Yeonjun’s number or not?” Wooyoung asked before eating a handful of gummy bears. Yeosang didn’t know how to answer, he was still taken aback by Mingi’s sudden departure after what he said. Did he strike a nerve? He couldn’t help but feel good about having that effect on him though, wondering if Mingi had ended up catching feelings too? Why else would he just get up and leave like that? He wondered how his former lover would react to seeing him with someone else, and decided to seize the opportunity to make him jealous. “Sure, give me his number.”

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It wasn’t long before 2Yeo became a thing, the term of course coined by Wooyoung. Yeonjun was sweet and so kind to him, the perfect boyfriend honestly. Yeosang couldn’t complain about much. But when it came to the sex, it just wasn’t as good as it was with Mingi.

They came back to the dorms late after another perfect date. They giggled and stumbled along the dark hallway to Yeosang’s room and were on each other as soon as the door was closed.

“Yeosang, fuck you feel so good,” Yeonjun’s voice was low and raspy as Yeosang rode him slowly. Yeonjun met his thrusts, his eyes practically rolling to the back of his head. Yeosang tugged on his own cock, feeling Yeonjun’s dick so deep inside prodding at his prostate, his peak bounding near. He shut his eyes, the sudden thought of Mingi’s deep voice in his ears praising him huskily. How could he even be thinking about someone else at this time? He was no better than Mingi in that regard as he remembered their last time together. Yeonjun was the first person he’d hooked up with since Mingi, so he couldn’t help but compare the two, but this was the absolute worst time to do so.

He shook the thoughts away and tried to focus on Yeonjun’s sweet moans under him as the man gripped his thighs tightly. His euphoric peak came over him, his next words betraying him and the person he was on top of. “Fuck, Mingi!” Yeosang cried out as he came, his hot seed spurting out onto Yeonjun’s abdomen.

Yeonjun was almost frozen under him as he opened his eyes finally, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. It only registered in his mind when he saw the look on Yeonjun’s face, “Oh shit, Yeonjun I’m sorry.” he yelped as he covered his face with his hands.

The man under him sat up on his elbows and looked at him, his cheeks red from embarrassment. “Wow,” he huffed as he looked at Yeosang, who had finally moved off of him. “God I’m so sorry, I was thinking of him and“ Yeonjun’s eyes went wide, “While you were fucking me?”

Yeosang shook his head trying to still the other’s anxiety, getting up and grabbing some tissues to clean him up. He wiped his release from Yeonjun’s stomach and took the condom off of him, “I promise it’s not like that, there’s nothing between me and Mingi, I swear.” He leaned over and gave Yeonjun a kiss once he was finished. “It just came out by mistake.” Yeonjun moved to stand up, “Don’t worry about it, its fine.” he lied and collected his scattered clothes off of the floor.

He quickly put his clothes back on, reaching for his phone on the nightstand and checking the time. “I have an early schedule tomorrow, so i should go.” Yeosang threw on some shorts and a shirt and hurried after him, “Let me walk you out.”

They exited his room and walked by the kitchen on the way to the front door. The last person Yeonjun probably wanted to see currently in the kitchen, shuffling around making something to eat. “Oh, hey Yeonjun.” Mingi said with a wave, one that Yeonjun simply ignored.

Yeosang suddenly felt sick, his stomach in knots and a cold sweat beginning to form on his brow. Yeonjun turned back and gave him a kiss once they reached the front door. He pulled away and rested his forehead on Yeosang’s, “Sorry if i was rude just now, I just wasn’t expecting to see him.” he said with a sigh and a roll of his eyes. Yeosang shook his head, “It’s okay, just call me later.”

After saying their goodbyes, Yeosang went back into the kitchen. “Your boyfriend’s fucking rude,” Mingi’s voice stopped him in his tracks.

“He’s just tired,” the older man said, trying to excuse his boyfriends behavior. Mingi scoffed, his hands busy cooking as he looked over at Yeosang. “You hungry?” Yeosang shook his head, “No, I’ll probably just have some water and go to bed” He opened the cabinet that housed the cups and before he could even reach for one, Mingi came over and grabbed one for him. He took the glass, looking up into Mingi’s eyes, wanting to tell him about what happened but also not wanting to hurt Yeonjun in that way. He knew Mingi would just laugh and make fun of him so he just kept it to himself. “Thanks.”

Yeosang stood there watching him, a question still on his mind. “Do you remember when me and Wooyoung were talking and you suddenly left the room after what I said?” he asked as he filled the glass with water. Mingi chuckled, “You mean when you said I was a terrible lay?” he scraped his food out of the pan and onto the waiting dish near the stove.

“I didn’t say terrible,” he said and took a sip, “but I was trying to hurt your feelings.” Yeosang said reluctantly, unsure of how he’d take it. “Well, it worked.” Mingi took a big bite of his food. “We both know it’s not true, unfortunately.” Yeosang said with a sigh, his heart skipping a beat as a sudden heat washed over him. Mingi turned to him, a cocky smirk on his face. God he’d be lying if he said his dick didn’t just jump from that. Mingi walked up to him, backing him up against the counter and placing his hands on either side of the elder. “Really? Then why aren’t you in my bed right now?” Mingi practically growled as he leaned closer and inhaled Yeosang’s scent that he had missed so much.

Mingi brought Yeosang’s face to look up at him, “I probably deserved that, what you said to Wooyoung, I was horrible to you, I’m sorry.” Yeosang’s heart skipped a beat as Mingi kissed him softly. He wanted nothing more than to just melt against him, to pull him closer and kiss him back, but he knew he couldn’t. Yeosang pulled away first, “I have a boyfriend, Mingi.” His voice betrayed him as it cracked, his heart aching in his chest.

“Break up with him, please?” Mingi asked desperately. Yeosang felt tears stinging his eyes suddenly, the situation growing worse by the second. “But you said you didn’t feel the same, why are you saying all of this now?” Mingi turned away, rubbing his hair roughly, a loud groan escaping his mouth. “Cause I didn’t think it’d bother me so much seeing you with someone else!”

Yeosang realized in that moment that he finally got him, but at a price. The price being Yeonjun’s heart. “It’s a little too late now.” Yeosang turned away from him with a heavy heart. “I know,” the younger said, walking back to his food and taking a bite of his food angrily. Yeosang left without another word and headed back to his room before he did something he’d seriously regret.

The next day, there was a knock at Yeosang’s door, “It’s me,” Mingi said from the other side. Yeosang went to open it and was met with his bandmate in workout gear. “Uhm, did you wanna go to the gym?” Yeosang couldn’t help but smile at the younger’s shyness. The ultra charismatic rapper that always dazzled on stage, was currently in front of him avoiding his eyes. “Just the two of us?” Mingi nodded and turned to look down the hall, “Some of the guys are at the studio and Wooyoung and san don’t wanna go so,” Mingi sighed, “Actually forget it, it’s fine.” Yeosang grabbed his arm, “No I’ll go just give me a few minutes.”

Once Yeosang was done getting ready he met Mingi in the living room. Wooyoung looked over at his friend, “The two of you going somewhere?” his voice lowered as he stared between the two of them, “Alone?” Yeosang eyed his friend, wondering what he meant by that. Wooyoung flashed him a smile however, “Have fun!” he exclaimed and blew them both a kiss. Once they left, Wooyoung turned to San, “Yeosang said Mingi’s name while he fucked Yeonjun.” he said quickly, covering his mouth with his hands as if that would take back the words he just spoke. San choked on his drink at the news and then laughed way too hard at what he just heard.

After an intense workout session, one that was surprisingly as un- flirtatious as possible, they arrived back at the dorm. They heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen and Yeosang sighed deeply. “Fuck, he’s gonna think we were doing something together.” Mingi looked down at the shorter man, “We were though? We went to the gym? Why does it matter?” Yeosang just looked at Mingi, realizing he was making a big deal about it and should calm down or he’d have to tell Mingi why it would be a problem with them walking in together. “It’s nothing.” Yeosang headed to the kitchen and greeted his boyfriend that he wasn’t expecting to see.

“Hey babe.” Yeosang said with a sigh and came over to give Yeonjun a kiss. “Well I really hate to be a horrible host, but i should go.” Wooyoung’s voice was in a high pitched tone as if he knew he was in trouble. “Why?” Yeosang questioned his friend, seeing his demeanor suddenly change as Mingi walked in. Yeonjun’s eyes immediately went to Mingi and they exchanged a greeting, albeit a very awkward one. Yeosang then realized why his friend was acting so weird. He went over to him and pinched his arm playfully, mouthing a “You know?” so that only he could see.

San emerged from the hall and Wooyoung cheered. “Oh thank fuck, baby don’t we have something?” he asked as he walked over to his boyfriend, who was taken aback by his sudden statement. “What?” San asked and finally took in his surroundings. He looked between 2Yeo and Mingi who was now looking in the fridge. San chuckled and pulled Wooyoung into a back hug. “No I think we’re right where we’re supposed to be.” he said and gave him a small peck on the cheek. “Why are you shaking?” he asked Wooyoung as Mingi closed the fridge and looked amongst them all, “Can we order something? I’m starving.”

They all sat awkwardly in the living room, waiting for the food. Mingi stared at Yeonjun as he sat closely to the man he already accepted as his. Yeosang stared at Wooyoung, silently seething and regretting ever inviting him to audition at KQ. San did his best to hold back his laughter at the whole situation, his boyfriend next to him practically vibrating with anxiety. “So anyway, Hongjoong suggested we throw a party,” San’s voice finally broke the silence, “Yeonjun, you’re more than welcome to come of course, and tell your members too.” Mingi rolled his eyes at the suggestion, his body language getting tense as he absentmindedly watched whatever was on the TV. “Cool, I’ll let them know,” Yeonjun said and turned to Wooyoung, “You should see if Changbin is free, and the others.” Wooyoung went on his phone and began typing, “Thats a great idea!”

“Mingi are you single?” Yeonjun asked as he pulled Yeosang closer. Yeosang looked at his boyfriend, wondering where he was going with this and if he should stop him. “Yeah, why?” Mingi turned to their guest, his position on the couch changing as he focused. He leaned forward, his forearms on his thighs, looking ready to jump up and fight him if he had to for whatever reason. Yeosang felt a wave of heat erupt over his body as he looked between Mingi’s legs, his manspread in his workout shorts leaving nothing to the imagination. God he hated how attracted he still was to him.

Yeonjun cocked his head to the side, “I hear Felix is single too and he seems like your type.” Yeosang’s heart fell to his stomach, what the fuck was Yeonjun trying to do? “How would you even know my type?” Mingi asked, but before Yeonjun could retort, the doorbell rang, signaling that their food was here. “Finally!” Wooyoung yelped as he stood suddenly, “I’m in a hell of my own creation.” he said under his breath as he opened the front door and grabbed their food.

The presence of food meant that the conversation ended, the men too busy enjoying their meals. They soon cleaned up and San offered everyone some beer as they relaxed. Yeosang could tell there was something on Yeonjun’s mind so he reached over and put a hand on his thigh, “What’s up with you?” His question fell on deaf ears however as Yeonjun seemed determined to find out some kind of truth.

“Are the two of you fucking?” Yeonjun said unprompted. Wooyoung turned to San slowly, hoping he had an answer for their current predicament. “Who the fuck are you talking to?” Mingi cursed as he looked over at Yeonjun, already on edge having to see them so close to one another. “Babe, why are you asking that? There’s nothing between us, there never was.” Yeosang lied and averted Mingi’s hurt gaze. “Then why did you say his name when we fucked? There has to be a reason right?” Wooyoung and San stood up in unison finally ready to make their escape. They shuffled around the coffee table awkwardly as they made their exit, quickly running to their room and closing the door. Those who remained in the living room could hear Wooyoung let out a muffled scream.

“You didn’t have to bring that up in front of him, are you trying to embarrass me?” Yeosang’s voice was low as he looked down at his hands. Mingi who hadn’t responded with much more than a frown upon seeing Yeosang so upset, swallowed his pride, although he wanted nothing more than to put Yeonjun in his place. “Like he said, there’s nothing going on, and nothing has ever happened between us.” Yeonjun sighed deeply, running his fingers through his hair. “Okay, then I’m probably just overthinking things, sorry.”

After the awkward conversation and a kiss of reassurance to Yeonjun as he left, Mingi and Yeosang were now alone. Yeosang felt a pang of guilt in his chest, even though technically he hadn’t done anything wrong. “Do you even like him, Sangie?” Mingi’s soft and low voice pulled him from his thoughts. Yeosang nodded, “He’s good to me. He’s kind and genuine, he’s caring and says all the right things.” the man’s voice trailed off in thought as all he could do was compliment his boyfriend, but not admit that he didn’t really feel anything towards him.

“But do you like him?” Mingi asked again as he moved closer to Yeosang. He looked at Mingi with tears in his eyes and shook his head. “I haven’t stopped liking you, Mingi.” Mingi pulled him in close, embracing him tightly as he cried.

That night Yeosang lay in bed, messaging Wooyoung about his dilemma. His friend offered him his best advice, which just ended in him having to break up with Yeonjun. A message from Mingi appeared, his number now unblocked thanks to their gym date.

“did you really say my name while he fucked you?”

Yeosang’s face got hot as he read the message. He then let out a groan as he contemplated his life choices.

“Yeah I did“

He watched the three dots dance as Mingi typed, hoping whatever he had to say wasn’t going to embarrass him further.

“That’s so fucking hot Sangie”

Yeosang felt his stomach jump at the message, biting his lip as he teased the idea of flirting.

“I was thinking of you, while i was riding him, and it just came out”

Yeosang reached down into his shorts and began to tug on his dick, waiting for Mingi’s response.

“You’re making me so fucking hard right now, want you so bad.”

Yeosang contemplated letting the man into his bed, the fleeting thought sending a pang of guilt to his heart. He didn’t stop touching himself though. He reached into his bedside drawer, pulled out the lube and squirted enough in his hand to aid in his ministrations. He shut his eyes and thought about Mingi. He remembered the delicious stretch of his big cock going in and out of him relentlessly. A small moan escaped his lips as his phone buzzed.

He opened the message and watched in awe as Mingi stroked himself in the video he just sent him. His hand pumped fast, the sound of his slicked skin made Yeosang buck up into his hand harder. He knew what he was doing was wrong, in every way, but he couldn’t stop himself. He moved to position himself on his knees, putting a pillow in front of him to support his phone as he recorded himself. He tugged on his dick harder and faster, his abs clenching as he let out a moan. “M-Mingi, fuck me.” he huffed out as he fucked up into his hand seeking his release. He came in no time, his cum spurting out in thick ribbons over his hand and abs. He shakily took the phone, quickly sending the video to Mingi.

“fuck i love it when you say my name.”

Yeosang cleaned up with a tissue, quickly laying back down after putting his shorts back on. His mind reeled as he waited for whatever Mingi had to say next. He fall asleep unfortunately, not seeing Mingi’s response video until the next morning, a wave of guilt washing over him once again. ———————————————-

The night of the party finally arrived and as promised TXT and Stray Kids members were in attendance. Yeosang stayed on his boyfriend’s arm all night, feeling the need to redeem himself even though Yeonjun had no idea about his sexting session with Mingi.

Mingi managed to stay away from him too, chatting with his bestie Yunho and the other guests. Wooyoung observed their distance and chugged his drink, hoping this situation would work out in Mingi’s favor. Yeosang didn’t know that the two of them had been talking about what happened and how he was secretly rooting for his two bandmates to get together. The tension between them was thick and Wooyoung could only pretend to be nice for so long. As he contemplated his previous decision to introduce 2Yeo, he watched as Felix sat down next to Mingi. He was suddenly on high alert, as if he was tasked to be Yeosang and Mingi’s matchmaker. He went to his friend, smiling at Yeonjun as he asked to borrow his boyfriend.

Wooyoung pulled Yeosang into the bathroom, closing the door and breathing deeply. “We’re suddenly not the hottest twinks here!” Yeosang rolled his eyes knowing what he meant immediately. “He really didn’t need to wear a damn mini skirt but fuck his legs look incredible.” the older man said, referring to Felix’s choice of attire. “And Mingi’s all over him!” Wooyoung said and threw his hands in the air.

Yeosang raised a brow at him, “So what?” The younger man sighed dramatically, taking his friend’s shoulders in his hands and lightly shaking him. “That should be you! Fuck why haven’t you broken up with Yeonjun yet?!” Yeosang was taken aback, why did Wooyoung suddenly care about what happened between him and Mingi? “If I had known the two of you liked each other, I never would’ve given you Yeonjun’s number.” he said with a sigh.

“Mingi told you?” Yeosang asked as he placed a hand on his hip. “Don’t blame him! I basically forced it out of him, I needed to know after Yeonjun told me about uh, the incident.” Yeosang realized that Wooyoung knew the whole time, but didn’t pry even though he was the most nosy out of them all. “Do you think we’d be good together? He was kind of an asshole to me at first.” Yeosang explained letting wooyoung know it wasn’t always a mutual interest, or so he thought.

Wooyoung nodded, “I know, and he hates himself for it, he was just really unsure of his sexuality. I told him he doesn’t need to put a damn label on it! If he likes you then that’s all that matters right?” he sighed and checked himself out in the mirror, “The two of you are making me age rapidly.” Yeosang elbowed him playfully, “Thanks Wooyo, you’re nice when you’re not plotting.” he said and checked himself in the mirror next. “Oh I’m still plotting! And If you don’t break up with Yeonjun, I’ll do it for you!”

The two of them hugged and went back to the party. Wooyoung quickly went to San and kissed him deeply, surprising the man and pulling him from his conversation with Changbin. “Thank god you’re my soulmate.”

Yeosang laughed at his best friend’s interaction with his boyfriend and turned to finally deal with his “problem” next. He sighed deeply and stilled his nerves, contemplating how he’d start the conversation. He looked at Yeonjun who was talking and laughing with the others, his bright smile making his heart melt. He went through a couple of different scenarios in his mind, his attention suddenly turned towards the hall however. He watched in shock as Mingi and Felix walked out of Mingi’s room, his heart sinking to his gut. The hot blonde that stole the eyes of most of the men at the party adjusted his skirt as he walked by him and back to the couch. Mingi cleared his throat as he walked up to Yeosang, “It’s not what it looks like, he just wanted to see my PC.” the taller man explained, feeling as though he needed to explain himself. With the way Yeosang was fed up with this whole situation he just ignored Mingi and went to Yeonjun, whispering in his ear.

Mingi couldn’t help but smile as he watched 2Yeo head out of the apartment together. He turned to Wooyoung who gave him a very excited thumbs up with a face that looked like he wanted to cry.

Yeosang held Yeonjun’s hand in his as they walked outside. “Yeonjun I-“ as the man spoke Yeonjun cut him off with a sigh. “Did you ever even like me?” he asked as he pulled his hand away. “Did I do something wrong? Or was I not doing enough?” Yeosang took both of Yeonjun’s hands this time, meeting his gaze, “Yeonjun! You’re literally the perfect boyfriend, okay? I’m just, in love with someone else, I’m sorry.” he rubbed his hands with his thumbs, pulling him closer.

“Mingi?” he asked and Yeosang nodded. Yeonjun pulled away with a sigh, “Shit.” Yeosang began to feel lighter, his worries and burdens floating off of him with every word as he spoke. “You’ll make someone really happy Yeonjun, I’m sorry that I couldn’t be that person for you.” Yeonjun just nodded, “Right, I’m sorry too, for wasting your time.”

Mingi sat next to Felix as he waited for Yeosang to come back, the blonde going on about how many different gacha games he was currently playing. Yeonjun walked in first, going straight to his members Soobin and Beomgyu and whispering something to them. He then went and thanked Wooyoung for the invite and left without another word. Soobin and Beomgyu awkwardly waved goodbye to the other guests snd followed Yeonjun out of the apartment.

Yeosang went and poured himself a shot, throwing it back quickly as Wooyoung walked up to him. “Me too.” he said cheekily and pushed a shot glass next to Yeosang’s empty one. Yeosang poured them both a shot and they clinked the glasses together before clearing the shots with ease.

The party went on without any other issues, the guests laughing and enjoying themselves as the night went on. The party guests soon began to leave, but the twink of the hour came up to Mingi and gave him his number. He kissed him on the cheek and headed out with his members. Yeosang rolled his eyes snd went off to his room, Mingi following close behind as Wooyoung and San laughed loudly.

Mingi huffed as he entered Yeosang’s room, “Please don’t be mad at me I-“ the man’s words caught in his throat as he saw Yeosang clad in the tightest lace lingerie. “Close the door.” the older man commanded and Mingi obeyed, shutting the door loudly. Yeosang walked over to him, his lean and muscular body looking absolutely stunning as he strutted over. Mingi licked his lips in anticipation, gulping audibly as Yeosang reached down and palmed the taller man through his jeans. “You were wearing this the whole time? you look so fucking good, Sangie,” Mingi’s voice was so gravely and needy it made Yeosang whimper. “This isn’t the only thing I’ve been wearing all night.” he said and took Mingi’s hands, bringing them to rest on his plump rear. Mingi’s jaw dropped when his hands explored the expanse of Yeosang’s ass and his fingers landed on the plug in his asshole. “I’m going to be so fucking good to you, I promise Sangie.”

Yeosang’s heart swelled as the man of his dreams leaned in to kiss him, pulling him closer and walking him backwards to his bed. Yeosang turned and got on his knees, slowly crawling in front of Mingi to give him a better look at his rear. He heard the younger man’s breath hitch in his throat as he arched his back and moved his rear teasingly.

Mingi eagerly removed his clothes, got on his knees and pulled the plug from his lover’s asshole. Mingi immediately spit on the stretched out hole before him, burying his face into it tongue first. “Ah! Mingi!” he yelped out, not caring for a second who heard him. He reached back and tugged Mingi’s hair harshly, signaling to the man that he wanted more and needed him deeper inside. Mingi spat and slobbered all over him, using his thick fingers to pump into him while he licked down his taint and began sucking on his thick ball sack from behind. Yeosang felt his head spin from his touch, moaning wildly as Mingi worked on him, pouring every bit of his passion into what he was doing.

Mingi pulled off of him, earning a whine from the smaller man as he stood. Mingi slapped his ass in appreciation before pulling off his boxers. Yeosang turned to meet Mingi’s big, hard cock, taking it into his mouth while holding onto his thighs. He moaned as the dick he had missed for months was finally back in his mouth. “I’m so fucking stupid, shit!” Mingi cursed as Yeosang took him in further, “You’re perfect for me and I’m a fucking idiot.” Yeosang pulled off of him with a pop, “Let’s not talk about that anymore.” he said as he pumped him and leaned up for a kiss. “What we have from now on is way more important.” He wrapped his arms around Mingi’s neck and pulled him down to hover over him.

Their lips met and Yeosang held him closely as if he was scared he’d disappear right then and there. Mingi reached down and tore the lace bra Yeosang was wearing, his hot mouth moved to trail kisses down Yeosang’s neck and chest. His tongue licked and swirled around his now exposed nipples, sucking on them desperately before pulling away. Mingi looked down at him with a smile before getting the lube from the nightstand. Yeosang shimmied out of his underwear and waited for Mingi to finish prepping himself. He licked his hand and tugged on his dick, “Did you want to, fuck me without a condom?” Yeosang huffed as he fucked up into his hand. “You sure?” Mingi asked waiting for Yeosang’s nod of approval before he coated himself generously with lube. The older man reached out for Mingi to pass him the lube. He squeezed a glob onto his own asshole and pushed his fingers inside. Mingi moved to replace Yeosang’s hand with the tip of his bare cock, sliding in smoothly and bottoming out inside of him. Mingi leaned down, kissing him briefly before pulling away to look at him.

Yeosang’s face contorted in pleasure as Mingi picked up his pace. The younger man looked down at the older, taking in his soft beautiful features and kissing him all over his face. Yeosang giggled, “So gentle, you’re allowed to be rougher with me, you know.” Mingi moaned against his neck, feeling the tightness of Yeosang molding against him. “I’m trying to make love to you Sangie, not just fuck you.” He pulled away and placed his hands on either side of the man under him, looking down into his eyes intensely. Yeosang wrapped his legs around Mingi’s waist as the man above him thrust in an out agonizingly slow. “Feels so good,” Yeosang sighed, his hands coming to hold the back of Mingi’s head. “Better than Yeonjun?” Mingi said with a smirk and Yeosang blushed, “Stop it!” he chastised him but moaned when Mingi’s fat cock hit his prostate. “But yes, ahh!” his moans were like a song as they fell on the younger’s ears, his lips kissing his neck and chest before moving back to kiss his lover on the mouth.

They held each other close as Mingi started to move faster, Yeosang meeting his hips desperately. “Just like that Sangie, fuck.” Mingi growled into his ear as they chased their highs. The sound of skin slapping against skin accompanied with the occasional moan filled the room as they loved on one another, fucking each other with true love for the first time.

“Mingi!” Yeosang cried out as his peak crashed into him, causing his body to shake as he came all over himself and Mingi. As Yeosang came, Mingi pumped into him a few more times, letting out a soft moan, the softest Yeosang had ever heard, and filled him with his release. As he stilled inside of him, Yeosang rubbed his back and praised him softly. “Mmm, so good Mingi, no one has ever fucked me like that, so fucking good.” his voice was deep in Mingi’s ears, giving the younger man the praise he knew he loved as he kissesd wherever he could reach on Yeosang’s soft skin.

After cleaning up, they dressed in pajamas and got comfortable in bed. “Have you ever even been to my room?” Mingi asked as Yeosang lay on his chest. “Not since we moved in, why?” Yeosang asked as he looked at Mingi, who had a concerned look on his face. “Do you want to, sleep in my bed tonight?” Mingi asked with an eyebrow raised. Yeosang nodded, the beginning of many firsts for the new couple making him feel just that more special.

Mingi got out of bed first and picked Yeosang up bridal style and they giggled through the hall towards Mingi’s room. He placed his prize down on his bed and continued to kiss him, telling him just how great they’ll be together and how much he loved him.

A/N: honestly i didn’t know how to end it but i think it turned out cute?? i just love them together they’re so awkward and adorable together? 🤭❤️❤️❤️

#ateez smut #kang yeosang #song mingi #minsang #yeogi #???#ateez imagines #pleeeeeaseeee there needs to be more of this ship!#kang yeosang smut #song mingi smut #also yes red hair mingi is my fave so ofc i had to #sorry to yeonjun and felix hehe

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hongcherry · 1 year ago

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hi there bambi!! i just read "your light || jjk" and was wondering if u could maybe do a part 2 pls, if u dont mind? i liked it a lot and i would really like to see how they would end up together/the confession etc,,, i'm craving for some angsty to fluff fic, but it can be anything you want to write ofc ~~ no pressure pls ^_^ take care!

Your Light pt. 2 || jjk

💡 Pairing: roommate!Jungkook x roommate!Reader (f)

💡 Rating/Genres/AUs: PG 15; Fluff, angst; Roommate au, Your Light couple

💡 Warnings: Nothing really (but plz lmk otherwise!)

💡 Word Count: 1.9k

💡 Author’s Note: Goodness, this took me a lot longer to get to D: Truthfully, I've just been having a hard time writing, but I felt so bad when I realized how long this has been sitting in my ask box. I hope you all enjoy 😥💙 Also, I'm glad you liked the first part, anon ^-^

Part 1

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“Put your fingers here,” Jungkook instructs, positioning one of his friend’s hands on the keyboard in a specific way. “Your other hand goes on the mouse.”

“Okay, now what?” his friend questions as they glance back and forth at their hands.

“Join a game.”

Their eyes roam the screen.

“Where’s that button?”

Jungkook chuckles before he nudges their hand off of the mouse and does it himself. The screen changes, and they wait as they are sorted into teams.

You watch the interaction from Jungkook’s doorway.

There’s an odd twist in your chest seeing Jungkook so close to them.

His hand rests on the back of the chair his friend is in, and the other rests on top of his gaming desk. He’s never offered to teach you how to play one of his silly games. Though, you guess that’s because you’re normally scolding him for playing, not asking to play with him.

Jungkook must sense your presence because he suddenly turns his head.

“Yn?” he questions, confused.

“Oh! Uh,” you stutter. You completely forgot what you were going to ask him.

“Did you need something?” he prompts when you don’t say anything else.

“Yes, but I for—”

“Jungkook, I’m about to die!” his friend interrupts. “What should I do?!”

Jungkook’s attention redirects to the monitor. He points to somewhere on the screen.

“Go here, and use that to heal yourself.”

You stand idly as you continue to watch, waiting to see if he’ll turn to you again, but it’s obvious he’s too occupied. Plus, you still can’t remember what you were going to ask so there’s no point in waiting.

You silently move away from his door and go back to your room.

You’re not sure why you’re feeling… whatever you’re feeling right now. It’s not happiness or sadness. It’s not anger or annoyance. It feels almost numbing. Like there’s so much going on in your head, but nothing at the same time that it cancels each other out. It’s unexplainable.

Needing something to occupy yourself with, you decide to reorganize your sock drawer. It doesn’t require color-sorting, but you can’t think of anything else. The act, albeit giving your hands something to do, doesn’t distract your mind enough.

You can hear Jungkook and his friend laughing next door. It’s the only noise you can focus on as you accidentally put a pair of black socks with your purple ones.

Their laughter sounds so happy. You wonder if you ever made Jungkook laugh like that. Has he ever been that happy with you? Probably not considering you were always nagging him about his late-night gaming.

Truthfully, it hasn’t been too bad since the power outage. There are a few nights where you genuinely are annoyed, but overall, it hasn’t been bothersome. Perhaps you just need an excuse to talk to him.

Three sudden raps on your open door have you jumping.

Jungkook stands with his hands in his pockets. He greets you with a small smile that you reciprocate involuntarily.

“Sorry about earlier. What did you need?” he asks.

“I don’t remember,” you reply.

Jungkook chuckles and glances down at what you’re doing. He leans down and plucks out the pair of black socks from the purples.

You mumble a “thanks” when he tosses it in the black pile.

“Alright,” he says while standing up fully. “We’re going to go grab a quick bite to eat. You wanna come?”

The emptiness in your stomach tells you that you should say yes; however, you don’t want to feel like a third wheel, so you shake your head.

Jungkook lingers in your doorway, seemingly debating on if he should ask if you’re sure, but he ends up nodding instead.

“If you say so,” he answers. “I’ll be back in a bit then.”

“Okay,” you answer and turn back to your task at hand. You haven’t made much progress, but you don’t want to have a stare-off with him.

You don’t hear him move at first. As you’re about to turn around, his friend’s voice cuts through the silence.

“I’m ready,” they say.

“Let’s go,” Jungkook replies before there are two sets of footsteps growing faint as they move away.

Once the sound of the front door closes, your shoulders sag.

It’s been nearly two months since that night the power went off.

Two months since Jungkook found out about your fear of the dark. Two months of Jungkook being less annoying. Two months of this odd feeling growing inside your chest.

You’ve noticed small habits of his that you’ve never caught onto before. It’s not that you’re seeing him differently, but you’re seeing him more. You’re discovering more layers to Jungkook, and these aforementioned layers haven’t been bad. In fact, it makes you feel closer to him.

Though not only are you uncovering more about Jungkook, you’re forming feelings you’ve never had before. For one, you get a sour taste in your mouth seeing him be too friendly with others, which was not something you felt two months before.

Once you finally finish reorganizing your socks, you shuffle to the living room and lay a blanket over your lap. Hopefully, a movie will capture your focus more than your socks.

Hours pass as you cuddle a pillow on the couch, mindlessly watching the first movie your hand had touched. It was a simple way to pass the time as it was too early to sleep, but you didn’t know what else to do.

Jungkook’s been out longer than you anticipated.

Not that you cared.

You told yourself you’d just feel more comfortable knowing he was home before you went to bed. Nothing like waking up to the sound of the door opening and not knowing if it was a robber or your roommate.

With a heavy sigh, you begin to stand to retrieve a glass of water. You’re four steps away from the couch when the lights flicker.

Once.

Twice.

Then you’re submerged in complete darkness.

Your chest tightens, and your breathing halts abruptly. Several seconds pass while you stand still. Soon, your mind begins to conjure images of supernatural creatures emerging from the darkness.

You hastily, and clumsily, make your way to your bedroom. You locate the chipmunk nightlight quickly and flip the ON switch with shaky hands.

The small room lights up, changing colors smoothly. You focus on each color as you steady your crazy heartbeat.

You don’t know how long it’s been since you’ve been sitting in the dark. It feels like hours, but it could’ve just been twenty minutes.

The sound of the door opening jolts you from your trance.

“Yn?!” Jungkook calls out, worried.

Your body instantly relaxes at his voice.

“I-in here,” you reply.

There’s hurried shuffling and a few curses accompanied by a few thuds before you see his silhouette at your door.

“How long have the lights been out? Are you okay?” he questions and walks to your bed. He sits down near you, placing a hand on your back and rubbing soothingly.

“I’m not sure,” you sigh.

“You should have called me,” he says.

At that, you realize you left your phone in the living room. Then you remember how he’s been gone for hours. Something in you turns bitter, and the power outage doesn’t feel like the main problem anymore.

“Shouldn’t you be with your friend?” you huff.

Jungkook stares at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His movements on your back pause.

“Even scared, you always have to sass me, huh?”

“I’m not sassing, I’m just saying,” you argue.

“Just saying,” he repeats slowly.

Suddenly, his hand is on your waist and pulling you closer. Your eyes widen, but you can’t bring yourself to pull away.

“I wanted you to come with us, you know,” he says.

“Where?” you reply, mind fuzzy with how close he is.

Jungkook chuckles. “To get food.”

“Oh,” you mumble. “I wasn’t hungry.”

“Hm. Well, I brought some home in case you got hungry. You hungry now?”

You debate on answering truthfully, but it seems your hesitation gives away your answer.

Jungkook pulls away from you and stands up. You inch closer automatically.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t plan to leave you,” Jungkook reassures as he offers a hand. You take it quickly, letting him pull you off the mattress.

You grab the night light and clutch it in one of your arms.

Jungkook gently grabs your other arm, fingers trailing down until they fit in your gasp. He guides you to the kitchen and retrieves the food.

You eat in silence, eyes dancing from Jungkook��who’s watching you—and to the food in front of you.

The silence is unsettling.

Usually, you could eat like this with Jungkook, but now the quietness forces you to hear your racing heart.

“Will you let me take you out to dinner one day?” Jungkook asks suddenly, causing you to choke on your food ungracefully.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he says quickly and rounds the table to pat your back.

You shoo him away, grabbing your drink and taking a long sip.

Once you’re composed, you turn to him. “What did you say?”

You’re sure he knows you heard him, but you’re so stunned that you need to hear it again.

He smiles sheepishly. “Dinner? You and me.”

“L-like a d-date?” you stutter.

He nods, “Maybe…this Friday?”

Today was Wednesday. You barely had time to prepare—mentally and physically.

At seeing your shocked expression, he says, “Okay, maybe not this Friday. How about Saturday?”

“That’s not much better!” you whine. “Why the rush?!”

Jungkook laughs and glances down for a moment.

“Because I’ve liked you for a while. I’m tired of waiting,” he shrugs as if he’s not nervous, but even in the barely lit room, you can see he is.

Jungkook? Nervous?

“This isn’t a prank or something, right?” you ask. You recall his annoying gaming buddies from before and wonder if they’re behind this.

He frowns, shaking his head. “Of course not.”

Jungkook grabs your hands and lowers himself so you can see him better.

“I like you… You and your grandma ways,” he smiles teasingly.

“Shut up, Jeon,” you huff.

When you try to retract your hands, he simply holds on tighter.

“So,” he begins, “Saturday?”

“What if I don’t like you like that?”

Jungkook tries to hide his smirk. “Oh? So, you acting all jealous and clingy has nothing to do with you liking me?”

“I am not clingy!” you scoff.

“But you are jealous.”

“Shut up,” you whine again.

“I know the perfect way you can shut me up,” he hums and leans closer.

“Yeah, right,” you argue.

Jungkook doesn’t reply. He simply leans in more until his lips are on yours. There’s an oddly comforting tightening in your chest the moment his mouth touches yours.

And as if his kiss was the answer to all your problems, the lights begin to flicker on.

Jungkook pulls away slowly and glances around the apartment.

“See? True love’s kiss fixes everything,” he grins.

You ignore the pounding of your heart at the idea of Jungkook loving you.

“It’s just a coincidence.”

“That’s not a very romantic outlook,” Jungkook huffs.

“I didn’t know you were the romantic type,” you confess softly.

Jungkook smiles and tilts his head. “You’ll find out.”

“On Saturday?” you lightly tease.

His smile widens, and he pecks your lips.

“At seven,” he adds.

“At seven,” you echo with a smile of your own, excited for this weekend.

A/N: To those who were awaiting this, thank you so much for your patience!!!!! 💜

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lettucedloophole · 7 months ago

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spoilers for the latest dungeon meshi ep but oh my GODDD i love marcille my pobrecita.. i think ryoko kui wrote sexism's effects on marcille really well, i think it's neat how she's a silly little guy and other people kind of underestimate her and it seems she is often down on herself about her failures or, "burdening" others in a way that feels very authentic to how it feels to be a woman and have that extra pressure of perfection to dispell suspicions of your inferiority. it's just very much the feeling i gather from it which makes marcille so relatable. and then to put another layer on it when it came out that she did black magic, she's literally A Bad Ass she is LITERALLY a Badass which makes her doubt of herself even more starkly inappropriate, and in this new episode despite the Fact that she is A Bad Ass when everyone's being a BIG MEANIE to her she's like a sad puppy when people don't let her help with revivals and like idk if i missed something but she doesn't even push back against them saying they're going to turn her in in like, a threatening way, she is just... scared. which hurt me i just wanted everyone stop being so MEAN TO HERRR my POBRECITAAAA. MY TINY LITTLE BABYY

i also laughed a lot and freaked out catching up on the two latest episodes today. DEVASTATING miscalculation on chilchuck's part to protect senshi when laois has No sense of Social cue. really happy to see laois and kabru meet, they're really funny together and i see why people like them so much as a ship now!! i am ECSTATIC that shuro is out of the game in terms of ehem. courting falin. bro COULDN'T HACK IT gEDDEM marcille. get that red dragon lady.. and omg it made me SOOOO MAD that they tried to blame marcille for that like how could that even b her fault!!! >:((( its obv the mad mage's doing. i dont get it they r just big meanies!!! stop shitting on my girl!!!

i like how kabru is like laios if he had more social awareness and was a litle Conniving... and omfg i thought it was so funny and sweet how shuro and laios just fucking beat each other up 😭 shuro said i hate autistic ppl fr. no but im glad he showed up for laios & co. in the end.. sometimes you just gotta talk ur feelings out over a fistfight lol

it was soo so fun seeing everyone interact .. all these fun characters... i cant wait to see what happens next!!! i love this show literally one of my fav animes EVER now definitely its so good its SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD!! im terrified not knowing when its gonna end and how im gonna cope when the season ends 🗿 methinks i will have to read the manga instantly after or i will go insane from dungeon meshi withdrawal..

#dungeon meshi spoilers #this is totally just me rambling this show makes me so happyyyy #i usually hate rewatching stuff but idk if i just want to take everything or what #but i had a process of watching it like. rewatch old ep then watch new ep #and i also rewatched it all around ep 13 or something #but i think im going to rewatch it again just because I love ... so much..#is so good... need dunmeshi ..#i also need to develop my senshi tulpa more so my life is less disastrous #at least in terms of food and sleep #i slept until 7pm and then ate 3meals in a row so -_- need that senshi tulpa #lol the way laios did the im stronger than u thing but listed his food and sleep sched. as the reason 😭😭😭😭 beautiful . so beautiful #it makes me SAD that they tried to kill falin but realistically what else could they do.. i just dont want laios think monsters r all bad #or the rest of the crew. anymore...#may b theyre just friends and its the mad mages fault :((#and then kabru was like u have to kill orcs and im like NOOOOOOOOOo dont DO THAT #i was so SHOCOKED. SHOCKEKD when so many ppl were wiped out by falin. literally crazy sauce. broooo #i wuv dungeomeshi so much......#also i just have to say that shuro n laios fight? p gay...ngl #laios n falin r so similar its just falin is um. well better at masking #the Autism Twins (insert flame font(#its like i think shuro's feelings r genuine n not shallow for falin but i also dont think he knows her as well as he thinks.#i mean apparently he is Poor at connecting with others #love those guys. silly guys. the lot of em #chilchuck's being mad at marcile for black magic is a lot less annoying 2 me now that i know. other ppls react WAYYY worse #wuv em

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aroacesigma · 11 months ago

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For the ask game ummmmmmm obligatory sigma but also chuuya <3

ok !!!

first impression - sigma

honestly i thought he seemed like a nice enough guy going off the whole thing where he let the man win . a bit bossy when he was talking to teruko but honestly i was kind of rooting for anyone but the hunting dogs at the point so i was like yeahhh go buddy . you got this . also thought he was very gender

first impression - chuuya

i thought he was REALLY fucking cool . loved his design instantly . like about half this fandom i thought that was a ponytail for ages but noooo . terrible mullet . look dazai was my fave at that point but i still laughed when he got his ass kicked by him lmfao

impression now - sigma

ok . deep breaths kai you can say this normally . i love him very much and he is my fave . as you can all tell . finding out his whole backstory and watching him go through the sky casino arc and the mersault arc was so fucking ... god . hes so tragic . i love him so much . he tries so very hard all the time and nothing ever comes out of it does it . i just want him to be happy .... he really deserves it . hes not a bad person but hes done bad things out of necessity which honestly makes you root for him more doesnt it ? its so heartbreaking every chapter watching him do everything , throw himself into danger, hurt people, hurt himself just so they can get a home... i really hope he does . very much . fucking hell

impression now - chuuya

pretty much exactly the same . hes so fucking cool and i love him . i think he should be allowed a weekly quota of kicking the shit out of dazai . stormbringer tore my soul to shreds that hurt which made me feel terrible for him also . hes a wonderful character and i really do love him and wish this fandom treated him a little better

favourite moment - sigma

oughh this is hard . uh . probably when we get his backstory honestly . everything really makes a lot of sense about him once you get that . its really sad but it really hammers in just how desperate he is to find a home. they dont really have anything else , their sense of being human is shaky at best because no matter how much he says hes just an ordinary man he knows he isnt . so having a place to belong to make up for the fact that there is nothing like them in the world and there never will be is something hes totally desperate for and their backstory hammers that in HARD . and just the art is just so well done ...something about the image of him just sitting alone in the desert really shatters my heart every time . honourable mention also goes to when he kicked the shit out of teruko , purely because its an excellent counteraction to people saying dumb shit about him being weak and pathetic

favourite moment - chuuya

ohhh..i think i really like the scene where the flags throw him a party . its nice to see him hanging around with his friends . even if theyre all a little bit fucked up . he deserves nice things even if he didnt fucking get to keep them god asagiri why

idea for a story - sigma and chuuya

ok i NEED YALL TO HEAR ME OUT on this crack theory that definitely will not happen but imagine if it did . now i trust dazai will come back for sigma butttt if he didnt . well dont you think mori , who sent chuuya into mersault , would be extremely pleased to have someone with an ability like sigmas . and sigma wouldnt really have too many options would he . being left behind again would probably kill any trust he had in the ada and really all his ability has ever been suiteed for is criminal activity right ? and that is how we get pm!sigma . which means chuuya and sigma interactions . they can bond over shared experiences like having somewhat funky relationships with humanity, terrible haircuts theyre somehow pulling off, and wanting to kick the shit out of dazai .

unpopular opinion - sigma

this is more of a bsdtwt / bsdtok problem but yall do know if you like a characters design but not their actual character you can just say that instead of making up an overused fanon personality for them right

unpopular opinion - chuuya

idk if this is unpopular exactly but it is blatantly obvious when people only like him in relation to dazai like it is not subtle at all

favourite relationship - sigma

ooh this is hard . if we're talking about shipping exclusively then sigzai is my fave (almost got put off it by the aforementioned annoying bsdtwt though lmfao) . but i do also find it very interesting how he interacts with and views fyodor and nikolai . i do wish we had more on how they were like as an organisation

favourite relationship - chuuya

again, talking shipping id probably have to go with skk , but even in a non shipping context it really does interest me how him and dazai interact . theyre so fucking weird

favourite headcanon - sigma

living up to my duties as ceo of transmasc sigma , thats obviously my favourite headcanon . hes soooo trans guy coded its insane . bless him . also my headcanon that he always has that new book smell hanging around him no matter what . cause . yknow .

favourite headcanon - chuuya

ok i also love to headcanon chuuya as a trans guy like honestly asagiri what is it with you accidentally coding all your funky little guys as trans . also i reckon hes a tea drinker . he will fuck that shit up . hes got all the fancy ones yknow those really weird flavours that honestly are barely even tea anymore thats just a fancy drink but hey the box is pretty so

#asks #sepiamestus #sorry this took me forever #ask game #sigma bsd #chuuya

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rarepairnation · 8 months ago

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I just realized I completely forgot to send you an ask for the WIP title game! Please, please tell me about "how to say farewell to the only family you have left but three times over for each of them" 👀 — @emyn-arnens

hehe YES i LOVE this one and i feel like you will too lol. essentially its a very extended set of scenes (think rotk six ending scenes energy) over which faramir comes to terms with leaving minas tirith behind for…not really for GOOD but for the longest time he ever has and undertaking the longest hardest journey he’s ever been on. well i called it that because i write basically solely character dynamics and so each one is centred around saying his goodbyes to his father and his brother in each of the different roles that they play in his life. ive always loved playing with names and titles and levels of formality in interactions between the same people in the different things they mean to one another and it was VERY fun to be like. well boromir and faramir saying their last goodbye immediately followed by the captain-general farewelling his second. the things they can't say and the things they know they're saying. and contrasting that with denethor and faramir where the line btwn father-and-son and steward-and-captain is WAY more blurry and they DONT really know how to talk to each other without some of that duty and a lot of their personal issues creeping into it.

it starts with in the middle of the night denethor and faramir have a civil conversation as father and son for probably the first time in ten years it's a lot of faramir's complicated feelings about his father. like a LOT of them. resolving into. well no matter what has passed between us i am glad we have this one conversation where we can part kindly. here is this part of those complicated feelings. god when they understand exactly what the other is saying and CHOOSE to misinterpret them.

Faramir knows he does not say this to doubt the strength of his company, only to state a truth. Ithilien has ever been a tenuous position, and to hold it in recent months has taken all the shrewdness of Faramir’s tactical mind. There are few he himself would appoint to bear that strain. Yet it is still doubt, and he cannot help but bristle. “There is strength in Ithilien that is not yet spent,” he says pointedly, a cold note to his voice. “I do not doubt it,” returns his father, equally frigid. He looks Faramir in the eye, grey to grey, and his gaze turns merely cool. “Yet to be the forlorn hope is thankless. I would accede the company all that I can spare, if it will prolong the defense.” “And they will thank you for it,” says Faramir, mollified, and angry about that, too. He has forgotten that they are not at council. He does not need to couch his position in shrewd word and inassailable will, striving endlessly against the forward advance of his lord’s judgment. His father would not send his Captain-General if he did not see it necessary, and in truth Faramir would not have made a different decision.

this is followed by boromir, as his brother, helping him dress in the morning. its fun because he spends the entire time being very stoic and squire-ish and pinning and straightening faramir's clothes like a captain who's conducted a million inspections and Not Crying and then like two seconds before the official summons sounds the floodgates open. very...you're never Ready to say the goodbye no matter how much you pretend you are. (i selected this excerpt specifically to contrast with the previous one lol)

“Do not change.” The words burst from Boromir’s mouth in an imploring rush, his hands tightening on Faramir’s shoulders. “No matter what happens out there. I expect you to return with tales I do not understand, with-” he breaks off, sniffs- “with an adoring train of admirers, with some precious book you have carried over hundreds of leagues. Something no sane man would bring upon a journey such as this.” “That, I can promise,” Faramir laughs, even as tears blur his vision. “You may regret making me swear so, when you tire of my incessant chatter.” “I am sure,” says Boromir. “Remind me of it, when that time comes.”

and then. well. he has said farewell to his father and brother. but he now faces the steward and the captain-general before the great gates. and yet they still ARE his father and brother and none of them can forget it!!! god i love messed up family dynamics with my whole whole little heart. yes denethor's line is written to be an explicit parallel to "i sent my son unthanked unblessed onto the field of battle" because i am NEVER not thinking about it.

Denethor steps forward then, until they are separated by but a pace. Lifts his hand, brings it to his heart and then leans down to press his lips to his son’s brow. “Go now, Steward’s son. Go with the blessings of your lord and city, and may your burdens be few and your road run true.” Faramir bows his head, kisses his lord’s hand. When he rises, he meets his father’s eyes. A glance passes between them, a wordless communion. He turns to the Captain-General, then, and they end the farewell in the warrior’s manner, a clasp of the forearm in place of the kiss of fealty.

anyway. yeah. it was so fun to write and ALSO so difficult and wildly heartwrenching. but i miss it. i miss them. when will they (fucked up house of the stewards dynamics) return from the war (theyre always there because faramir carries them in his mind. but you know what i mean). thank u for asking for this one<333

#from the inbox #anonymous #emyn-arnens #THANK YOU ILY #THIS WAS SO FUN TO LAY OUT FR #not to be self-aggrandizing but i DO think i really ate with it #its duty-and-love and titles-and-names and thats what im TRULY good at.#au denethor i miss you....hes not actually that different yet but like i miss him anyway....i have to wait EIGHTY THOUSAND WORDS?#(i miss him [guy who thinks about him every day voice])#faramir goes to rivendell au

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sandwhich-lady · 6 months ago

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The time has finally come. Over all four years of my high school career I made a running list of quotes from high school and I vowed to post it when I graduated. And well, the time has come. So without further ado I present

Things High Schoolers Have Said: A Saga

Freshman year:

*while talking to a teacher* "this just proves short people are a menace to society"

"If we were comparing to spices, you *points at teacher* would be a ghost pepper and you *points at friend* would be ketchup"

Someone walking by: "like oh, hell is real"

"No dont trust me"

"You need to eat food bitch"

*talking about people hating pineapple on pizza* "I hope you had a satisfactory life because Imma end it"

"The eyesore of a church the sky daddy punished me with"

"Frankly, I dont know if I've been alive for 200 days"

"Are you eating a fucking egg with pineapple"

"They're like oh highschool is preparing you for college and then you get to college and your professor shows up in a t-shirt and shorts and with a jug of sprite"

"I had a very strong urge to eat my math homework" -me

"Honestly at this rate, why dont you trust me?"

"Because I still have some hope yet"

*laughs* " wow I dont know how to crush that"

"...There are cursive numbers??"

Sophomore year:

"Dont do anything you wont regret"

"I dont have the energy to bounce, Amy"

"I'm gonna quit band so I can work on actually not killing myself"

"I have the mentality of a 12 year old who just discovered sex"

"YOU GOTTA FLOWWW"

"LET ME ABSORB THE POTATO"

"You are so white. You are *so* white oh my god the the double l in El Pollo Loco not pronounced like a hard l! It's a yo sound"

"Apparently the bugs are really horny today"

"Wait where are you going?"

"I've been traumatized enough"

*stares at smushed sandwhich like questioning the audacity*

*yelled* "You're a loser! Talk to me when you're over five feet tall!"

"Crying, shaking, throwing up. Violently shaking."

"Ah! My lightsaber is stuck" -my euro teacher

"I cant wear crocs, I'm a 6'3" white guy"

"Kangaroos are like standing rabbits"

*picking victims for a murder mystery game*

"Mr [teacher's]...wife"

"Leave her out of this!"

"Is joe biden your phone lock screen?"

*offended* "no its pitbull"

"I almost punched a freshman yesterday"

"How much would you sell your soul for?"

"Panera bread mac n cheese"

"What's the point of fanfiction if it doesnt have sex in it?"

"Nah hes 32, not years old, cause that would be pedophilia"

"You shower naked??"

"I really want to annihilate an uncut loaf of bread"

"However, I think the disco ball constitutes sexy time"

"Sometimes, we all have to get married, and polygamy can be a byproduct of that, for the good of all humanity"

"I'd rather be gay than [be around] drunk men"

"Do you think I could fuck the liberty bell?"

"If you wear those fucking shoes to prom, I will curb stomp you and leave you in the McDonalds parking lot"

"Sometimes you're a little mentally funky"

"My stomach hurts so bad right now. If I throw up, sorry 🤷‍♀️"

"People were trying to commit social interaction with me so I had to leave the classroom"

"I've been channeling all my insanity into [AP] chem all year and now that's its done... I'm just insane"

"I feel like I inhaled liquid crack"

"Why is there communism?!"- looks up in math class to see the communist symbol drawn on the board

Junior Year:

"Bro you'll never guess who I saw"

"Who?"

"Everyone we hate"

-on the first day of school

"Hold it STEADILY, like a BAGUETTE"

"I may be a little obsessed with soup"

*emerging from behind a pillar* "a little? a LITTLE???"

"You're gonna pass out, that's on you"

"I would kill for a baby leopard"

"Everyone in set crew knows my name because you guys keep on yelling it"

"Did you just tell me to piss in a bucket??"

"You're the adolf Hitler of ladders"

"No we're going to invade crustacean world, duh"

"What if hes not here today?"

"No he is, hes wearing his lighting McQueen crocs"

"You're a potato colored mashed potato"

*wrapped in a pumpkin blanket* "its spooky season !!"

"I'm bringing something from my culture...beans on toast"

"But it was funny, therefore I have no regrets"

"What are you testing?"

"Uhh, my will to live"

"What constitutes above average calves?"

"I hate gifts and I hate you! *trips* ...that was karma"

"I can bring sauces...I can bring a variety of sauce" (for waffles)

"Let me be your roomba" to the tune of 🎶let me be your woman🎵

"Life in the midwest used to be really lonely and isolated and like sad...seems to be the same today"

"I don't want to go to No Place for Hate because...I love hating"

"If the grades dont touch neither do you"

"Anything can be a tortellini if you try hard enough"

"Lauren, does this curve look stupid"

"Its almost kidnapping. We dont do that here"

"Would you tell us [the embarrassing nickname] if Landon rizzed you up?"

"No"

"You heartless bitch"

"My moms a marriot slut"

"I think I can gaslight her into giving me an A"

"Their buttholes would have been shaking!"

"Their buttholes WERE shaking"

"Nuh uh!"

"I feel like I should be eating more strawberries...I think god told me"

"So I have to buy it on amazon like a fucking capitalist"

"SUE ME FOR BEING WHITE" -after a heated discussion about bagels

"But like who in their right mind would name their child 'funny valentine'?"

"Wait why did you say 'happy eggs'?"

"No you are not doing a homestuck quote"

Creative writing teacher: "if you do a homestuck quote you will be penalized"

"Mine's an ant romcom"

"Get your baby out of my marmalade"

"I just had the most refreshing five minute nap"

"He bit half the worm and we were like ryan no"

"Anyway, as I was saying, you look like a penguin"

"Are you shitting my dick!"

*after taking a math quiz*

"I'm gonna throw away this pencil, its cursed"

"Got that D tingle"

"I hate it here"

"I'm either the smartest person alive or dumb as shit"

“I get chills when she sings that part”

"I get chills when you shut your mouth"

"[This theatre company] is going to have so many suitcases. Maybe next year we can do a play about planes"

"Thank you?"

"Its a compliment"

"Thank you!"

"Wheres the quicky changy... excuse my lango"

"And colleges want to see that you're suffering"

*playing a game where you pick a category and name things in that category as fast as you can* "Marvel characters. Magneto!"

"Uhh dementia"

"If my heels arent in here I'm wearing crocs"

*comparing id/drivers license photos*

"I look like I'm on drugs"

"I look like I sold you the drugs"

Student A: "Arent we just the best students?"

Teacher: "Uh huh"

Student A: "That didn't sound very sincere"

Student B: "That's because it wasnt"

Student A: "oh"

Senior year:

“I pip pip and I cheerio, it’s just what I do”

“Excuse me, I need to be a little bitch”

*to psych teacher* “I was just wondering, since you’re antisocial, how did back to school night go?”

“I’m not saying a narc and a twink is the same thing, I’m saying you look like a narc AND a twink”

“You know how to turn that on??”

“Yeah, there’s an on button!”

“Bro I went to the beach recently and like I’ve never felt water like that before”

*talking about the existence of chocolate cows*

*from across the room* “what did you just call me?!?”

“What the fuck is anthropology? Is that plants?”

*to phone* “call pickle”

“Oh fiddlesticks!”

“Oh shitdicks!”

“I caught a charizard! I’m gonna name it penis!”

“People keep calling me baby shark and I just want to *strangling motion*, I want to tell them I’m not baby shark, I’m mommy shark”

“Some of these presentations are not going to eat, and I’m gonna be mad because I love a good slideshow”

Friend: “Carissa, why is your laptop so big?”

Me: “what?!” *looks around for validation*

Other friend: “look, I didn’t wanna say anything…”

*someone absolutely headbanging to Last Christmas*

*psych teacher going on a tangent*

“What’s he yapping about?”

“The uzsh (usual)”

*while running past us* “I parked my car in fucking Timbuktu”

*a little later*

Me: “this isn’t Timbuktu, this is like Canada”

*about Winston from 1984* “Damn this bitch is weak…I could bench him”

“So not a fursona but a humansona”

“I feel like I wanna build a bomb”- said in a physics classroom hopped up on Celsius

“Ugh this is so greasy”

“Just how I like my women…I don’t know why I said that”

*about a pair of butterfly scissors* “Look! It’s a little butterfly! Flap flap bitch”

“Are you being racist against clowns?”

“I think I’m gonna go home and do a backflip”

“You’re a furry”

“And you’re a whore”

“I know :)”

“I don’t even like books but I like women”

“Who wouldn’t want this hunk of meat” - tiny Asian girl

*after saying something nice about him* “No but also Carson you suck and you’re awful and we all hate you”

*wins blooket* “I guess I am serving cunt today”

A: “If you were a worm, what’s the first thing you would do?”

B: “Uhh burrow in the dirt.”

A: “That’s such a basic answer”

B: “Well what would you do??”

A: “World domination.”

[some time later]

A: “If you were a cricket what would you do?”

B: “World domination”

A: *weird look* “uh…ok”

B: “What would you do???”

A: “I don’t know, chirp”

“She was like ‘can someone read the definition of male vocalist?’ We don’t even have a male vocalist! The entire cast is nuns!”

“I have this theory, from what I’ve observed. Guys act gayer, girls are gayer”

Psych teacher: “what are you gonna do in Australia? Engineering?”

Alumni: “I’m gonna do women”

“You know what sounds really good right now?”

“S’mores?”

“Jumping off a fucking cliff”

“I was gonna serve cunt today but I slept in. I’ll serve cunt tomorrow”

“I wish I was able to hibernate. I wish I was given the same grace bears wear given”

“What are you so happy about?”

“I have CHICKEN!!”

“I’m gonna bark at him”

“I am sorry to disappoint everyone, but I am a straight individual”

“Four plus four equals ate”

“Ooh what’s 64 divided by 2”

“…32?”

“Oh-“ *was trying to get eight*

“Oh my god, oh my god”

*concerned* “what??”

“My uterus.”

“This train is so hot [read: attractive]”

“That’s called a concussion sweetie”

*to psych teacher* “you have stds?”

“You think he has women??”

“Did I ask?”

“No but I answered”

“Knock knock”

“Who’s there”

“Banana- wait no”

“The chicken is suicidal, the chicken is depressed, and I am the chicken” - about why did the chicken cross the road

“If I wanna hear sonic injesting coke, then I’m going to hear sonic injesting coke godammit”

“This is my bad ear-“

“The fact that you have a bad ear is really concerning”

“Well you have two bad eyes so fuck you”

#this is very long but very worth it trust #i do still have context for most if not all of these #i also have a separate much shorter list of teacher quotes #so that may be getting a post #anyway #school #high school #quotes #things high schoolers have said #high school quotes #student

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nightthinker-08 · 1 year ago

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lil DOS2 rant?

Le sighhhhhh Finally finished DOS2 again, and I do adore this game a lot and has easily become my favorite. I love the combat of the game and the implementation of magical and physical armor really makes you think on your builds and strategies. And I know some might disagree cuz not a lot like turn based combat apparently? The story is so rich from start to finish, absolutely no parts of it bored me. The dialogues are fun and witty, catching me off gaurd and making me laugh way more than I thought it would. And the characters are so well written, you fall in love with almost all of them, especially the origin characters and the people you sail with in Lady Vengeance. But for all that praise, whenever I think of the romance in the game I can't help but feel its more than a little lacking. I love the characters to death I, wouldn't've have played the game twice already and have over 200+ hours on it if I didn't- but interactions with them are so few and far between. You don't even have one quiet moment with them. Well... I mean you do get one moment alone with them, but to call it a quiet one would be so... hilariously untrue for a number of reasons Anyway me being me took the little romance I can get in stride on my first play through, thinking "oh if I progress their quest they give me important dialogue!" So I focused a lot on the one person I wanted to romance (it was Sebille) and absolutely eating up any romantic dialogue that pops up (most of them catching me off gaurd cuz again we didn't talk much through out our journey and suddenly she's cozying up on me-). Only to have missed a lot in my first playthrough (not really a big complaint cuz I like you can do a lot of different things to get to the same point), and accidentally not progress one of my companions stories and have a small betrayal at the end. But then by the end of it all, while the ending I got was mostly happy, the ending I had with my chosen partner was absolutely bittersweet. While yes- I did make a lot of mistakes in my first game cuz I had no idea what the hell I was doing :D So it could absolutely be chalked up to me just missing a lot of key things to ensure a better ending with us. Hence why I played it twice in a row, and believe me I missed A LOT especially in forth joy, the first chapter. I tried my best to be as thorough as I can. Exploring every inch of them map, talking to almost every NPC I come in contact with, finishing every quest in my log book, talking more instead of fighting to get more dialogue. And while I can safely say I was absolutely more thorough this time round, I'm pretty sure I still missed a few things. Its a long ass game- there are a lot you need to keep track of, and I can be very forgetful. But I think I completed well enough to know this is the general scope of what an average player—or maybe not even averege, but a slightly more avid player—would get. So what did I get after all that? Well... Roughly the same ending with only minor differences... Was the entire game more different the 2nd time round cuz I knew what I was doing and found a lot of new and cool things through out that gave it more charm? 100%! Without a doubt! Did the companion I got together with get a happier ending? Also yes. But am I still a bit disappointed at romance and how that side plot ended? Sadly yes. Spoilers below for people who haven't played or haven't gotten to the end game.

So somewhere in the late game there's a choice to have Sebille rooted into the mother tree, I dont want to have to overly explain it but it basically bounding her to elven duties for the rest of her days and also she turns in a a tree once she dies :'Dc. Now I was an idiot and actually rooted her even when I had 2nd thought on it cuz I thought that was just her duty. And bit me in the ass at the end and was mostly what made the ending so bittersweet for me. She wasnt free yet we still loved each other so we had to part ways. Of course she said she'd always love me and never forget me before sharing a sweet kiss but it was still sad... Me being the simp I am I made a completely new game just to ensure she gets a happy ending (preferably together with my character) and she did and it was nice but... It made the whole end game conversation with her a lot shorter, it wasn't explicitly stated we'd stay together but in the epilogue nothing about our romance was mentioned. She was just happy traveling and living her best life and don't get me wrong- like Go girl! Live your best life! No need to get tied down! But I just wish the bond you form not just with your romance partner but with all your companions didn't feel like such a forgettable chapter of their life. There could have at least been a mention where at least one, or preferably all, of your party members would gather to together to meet up every now and again in the new world. Maybe its just makes me sad cuz I thought of my party as being a found family towards each other, so to see them be so ready to leave each other, split off and never talk to each other ever again really pained me. The origin characters are one, if not, my top reason I want to keep coming back to this game and replaying it but every time I just keep thinking of how it all ended, my heart sinks.

Minor complaints up ahead.

Poly? Where poly? No poly?? Give me the ability to romance both Sebille and Lohse you cowards!! so like at the end of my 2nd play through I made a save where one onf them I chose to be the new devine, made ifan sad and was generally a more sad ending- but also made me spilt with Sebille again cuz she was like "can a god mingle with us mortals?" and Im like oh shit so this is the wrong choice. So I reload my save and spread the source to everyone. and this time round it was happy again but she was still like " what happens with us is up to you" Like girl what you mean? We're on even playing field neither of us have responsibilities we're both free, what am I missing here? BUT ALSO SHE DOSENT KISS ME IN THIS ENDING?????? maybe I messed up the dialogue?? She says she wants me and love me but doesnt lean down for a kiss like my save before that or in my first game play either so I was left so confused-

another Sebille centered minor problem, after you kill her master her story kinda just ends there- Like there's nothing for her in Arx at all. And before you say it yes, we meet with Saheila when we get there, she's talking about elves wanting to rise up to start that war. And she just dismisses it and chalks it up to Saheila being insane(which you know true) but that's it? you don't want to figure out why your kin who's been through almost the same things we've been through suddenly underwent an over night change?? you aren't going to talk to the hostile elven people in arx?? People's opinion of you after killing the mother tree/ being prime scion doesn't get touched on here??? It just another one of my little disappointments in her story. She was very prominent at the start but nothing in Arx, which despite being the last chapter is still a long one. So to just have her there with nothing important to progress with her or our romance it just left me a lil bumed :/

#dos2 #divinity original sin 2 #rant #ramblings #Sebille #well this got longer than I expected it to be-#woops-#been gone for what like a month then I randomly drop a long as rant lol #still love and adore the game ofc

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redmirrorshard · 1 year ago

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I'll probably delete this later... but I just wanted to come on here to vent a little bit. So please be aware. THIS IS A VENT. I AM SAD AND EMOTIONAL AND UPSET AND I WILL SAY THINGS THAT MAY SOUND HARSH. PLEASE KEEP THIS IN MIND WHEN READING AND DONT READ IF IT WILL MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE!! (TL:DR at the end)

You have been warned

When I got into TWST probably two years ago now, there was so much room and potential for wonderful fan interactions and creations. And I have had wonderful interactions with wonderful people from this fandom and I will continue to treasure those I've met through it.

I love everything about TWST. The lore, the characters, the art, the story. It means so much to me as a piece of media and is a huge inspiration to me as both an artist and a writer. Idia in particular speaks to me on personal levels and he has become one of my favourite characters in all of media.

TWST has also taught me about love. Love for who you are despite what others think. Familial love (blood or no). Love between friends. TWST has taught me about bravery, protecting those you love, sticking to your ambitions, sacrifice and surprisingly cooking and food heh. TWST has also made me laugh like a maniac in the way only one other piece of media ever could (aha I'm so funny).

I was aware, however, that it would have it's issues just like any other fandom.

For one, I was VERY aware of Yana's rocky history as a creator. I knew she was controversial from the start and anything she created would subsequently also be very controversial. In the end, while I do disagree heavily with some parts of the media and I knew Yana could have done so much better with other parts (cough-leona event- cough), I think she did a great job overall. You can tell how much love and dedication went into creating TWST and I'm eternally thankful to her. Thank you, Yana-sensei.

For second...

I feel that you should be allowed to create and say whatever you want, but also take responsibility (to a certain extent) for the thing you created. For instance, if I make a piece of art and post it on the internet, that is my responsibility. I could choose NOT to post the piece of art (nasty comment, offensive joke etc etc etc but you get the idea), but I chose to do it anyway. Now, I can't completely control what people will do with the art (comment/post etc), but I still chose to post it. Same with this post. I CHOSE to post this, and I am ready to take responsibility for this post. If you're not ready to accept responsibility for your post, DON'T POST. As simple as that. (But alas nothing is ever simple)

There is a sore lack of responsibility it the TWST fandom (in any fandom, really, but this is about TWST specifically). Maybe less so here, but definitely so on other platforms.

People throw around nasty and downright hurtful jokes and comments like it's confetti, but cry and whine that they're innocent when called out about it. This is especially hurtful to the smaller, less represented groups in the fandom who create content they want to see. My advice? If you see something you don't agree with,mute,block and report if necessary and just move along. No one is forcing you to interact with what that person is making. A lot of hurt and asshole-ery would be avoided if people followed this simple rule.

I've also seen people throw hate to younger artists or members of the fandom and this always upsets me. TWST is especially prone to having a younger audience due to it being a Disney property, and that's FINE. Leave them be. They're not hurting anyone.

And finally, the amount of misinformation and misinterpretations of the TWST characters floating around is practically insulting. I've seen so many just plain wrong interpretations of a character or a line and I'm frankly sick of it. There are so many hard working and dedicated translators working their asses off to translate the game and put it on the internet for free. (Note: I am eternally grateful to the EN translation team for doing their absolute best on TWST EN. While it's still a solid translation, it has several big flaws and misses a lot of character nuances. I'd still recommend anyone getting into TWST to read the JP translations along with EN)

Here are my go to, feel free to add your own:

-TWST Wiki/Miraheze (always. These people are powerhouses)

- YuuRei (Twitter and YT). They make excellent analysis and translations.

-Shell_BB (YT)

-Otome Ayui (YT)

So, in closing... (TL:DR)

The internet sucks. People suck. Get used to it. Protect yourself and your mental health and move along.

TWST has flaws, and that's FINE.

Respect eachother

Take responsibility for what you say or post

Kids will be cringe. Leave them be. You were cringe too.

Read. Please. I beg of you.

SUPPORT THE PEOPLE I MENTIONED. THEY'RE WORKING THEIR ASSES OFF FOR US, THEY DESERVE THE WORLD.

Anyway, thanks for reading all that and sorry for the long vent. A cookie and a hug for you.

Now go forth and have a great day/night on purpose!!⭐🩷

~shard

#twisted wonderland #vent post #twst

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timothylawrence · 9 months ago

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OK P4 thoughts.... now that it's been like 18 hours...

overall... solid 8.5/10. i loveee murder mysteries

the dynamic between the characters carried the game more than anything

multiple moments where I laughed out loud so s/o to the writers

AND despite guessing the big twist from day one, I was pleasantly surprised by various other twists and turns in the story so yay :)

never before has a silent protagonist literally swayed my heart in such a way Yu Narukami you are my angelll

ok spoiler-y review below :)

okay. serious review time but keep in mind im fasting so like these are the rambles from that. i'll start with the positives :)

did not believe jordan when she said i would be adopting these children by the end yet here i am. every single character you met had such a sweet and profound relationship and dynamic with one another... it was so so sweet. truly the high point of the game is how the characters interact. Yukiko and Chie, Rise and Naoto, Rise and Yu, Teddie and Yosuke, Naoto and Kanji... even Yosuke and Yu..... like they were all so so so wonderfully crafted with one another... AND RISE WAS THE SHINING STARRRRR

Dojima and Nanako.... the way i thought they wouldn't have such a big role and then by the end i was crying . yeah. big bro . i love u .

I KNEW IT WAS ADACHI!!!! I LITERALLY CALLED IT FROM DAY ONE!!! DAY ONE!!!! I just couldnt stick why he was choosing the teenagers,.... hence why the twist with Namatane was so fucking good. S/O to Jordan and Fil who had to listen to me scream about how he was the killer without being able to shut me up.

Okay but in all seriousness Teddie becoming human was like the wildest part of the game like did no one else go ??

The soundtrack bangs. to be expected.

Yosuke's SL was my favorite... i dont know how teary eyed i got but whew. it was teary. the ending scene on the grass... yea... yea...

man. the icon. the star. Yu Narukami. I NEVER thought I would like the protagonist, at least not more than "he's cool", and yet by the end I was more sad than anything to say goodbye to him!!! i had so much joy playing as him, he was so funny, so loyal, his dialogue options we're just phenomenal. He felt like a real character in his own world despite never even talking. I think I'll miss him the most/

ok time for the bad stuff:

okay like atlus why do you do this thing where you create such a good amazing storyline about humanity and what makes you you only to drop the ball and opt to make things creepy or some form of phobic !!! like WHY!!!!!!!

Kanji's treatment was actually vileeeee . I hate how they chickened out in the last moment because instead of having a whole discussion abt homophobia internalized and otherwise you've just created a homophobic ass arc in the game that serves no purpose. like UGH. just go the full mile!!! go !!! let him understand there's nothing wrong wit him being gay!!! stop backing out!! You quite literally would've had a near perfect arc if you just went that extra mile and didn't make things weird !!!

also naoto........ don't even wanna trudge into the discourse here but he/him Naoto is where I stand idk. his story kinda felt really similar to my own when i was in my teens but... again...Atlus...

hey atlus can you make ONE game where there isn't 10 scenes of teenage boys being creeps or has some form of teenage fan service. please.

rlly sucks that i cant reccommend this game without caveats because atlus is.... ugh. but yes. i did enjoy it. it has some moments that are genuinely uncomfortable and made me go :///. but i can fix things as is my will as a writer etc etc.

yeah i think thats what i have for now. i loved playing this game but i think i'll love thinking abt it and plotting even more..... <33333

#ewbie.txt #ewbie p4 liveblog #if anyone has more questions or comments... hmu... i havent stopped thinking abt this game man

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journey-to-the-attic · 1 year ago

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AHHHHHHHH YOU FINALLY WATCHED IT!!!!!!!!!

I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO DUMP ALL MY FEELINGS ABOUT THE MOVIE! Ok so i would like to say i LOVE the cameos that movie is filled with. Like the youtubers who helped made Fnaf mainstream, the references to fnaf history in the fandom like Sparky’s diner referencing the made up animatronic people were talking about back in the olden days, MATPAT’S ICONIC CATCHPHARSE, and just a lot of stuff from the Fnaf fandom that’s just THERE in the movie. The whole time i was in the theatre, everytime i see an easter egg from something in the franchise as a whole, i would like go “HEY THAT BOOK IS REFERENCING DREAM THEORY” or “HEY THAT SPRINGLOCK SUIT LOOK QUITE SIMILAR TO CIRCUS BABY!” (The springlock suit is actually a reference to Ella from the books but if i remembered correctly, Ella herself had some connection to Circus Baby? I might be wrong but there’s that) It was fun seeing those easter eggs and feels rewarding to recognize it.

I love how the animatronics looked exactly the same as they looked in the games, whoever made them are incredible. Like omg they are actually there and have you seen Dawko’s video visiting the set? They were so expressive and just there. They just straight up came out of the games and are now in real life, i dont think i can ever get over my astonishment of the animatronics.

Now the plot, I honestly love the plot. A bit simple? Sorta but it made sense. It was perfect for newcomers to watch it without prior knowledge of fnaf but familiar enough that old fans enjoy it as well. The characters were amazing. I love Mike and Abby’s relationship as we see how much both of them mean to each other like the fact Mike will do anything to protect his sister and Abby adding Mike to her drawings most of the time, their interactions are just so cute and god i love it. Then we have Vanessa which was an unexpected surprise since we meet her in Security Breach but it was a weIcome surprise. Throughout the movie, i keep questioning how the hell does a police officer know so much about an old pizzaria, like sure she may be a super fan but that explanation didint satisfy me but then it turns out she’s William Afton daugther and my jaw was dropped. No wonder she knew so much about it and no wonder she was so weird to Mike about it. She was trying to protect him. But with her being in a coma now, my mind cant help but remember the “I will put you back together” scene. Ik William isnt there but yk, for some reason i think she’s going to have nightmares that are just Fnaf 4.

I also love the fact that the movie show that the animatronics are more than killing machines but children. The fort scene was honestly my favourite, at first it was funny because yk we have 4 clunky animatronics, 2 tired adults, and a very excited child trying their best to make a fort, funny stuff are absolutely going to happened and i laughed when Bonnie fell and just gave a thumbs up to show he’s okay. But then we get to see them laying down in their fort and i just saw 4 kids. 4 kids getting to actually be kids. Something they havent been since their deaths and the once what was funny became bittersweet. It just shows how tragic their death was and later we get to find out how their unknowingly working with the man behind their slaugther? It’s just sad.

Also what do you think of the plot holes they leave behind? Like what are the connection between Abby and the ghost children, we know she’s been drawing them way before Mike ever started working at the pizzaria? Could it be because she’s the puppet’s sister since there’s been theory that Garret is the puppet. The first one to be killed. And i actually believe that might be true with all the evidence we have but can that explain about Abby’s connection to the kids? No. Then there’s like the question about did anyone noticed the crooks that Aunt Jane hired dissapearance? Vanessa probably covered it up but im not too sure. Also wth did Mike do with his Aunts body? Im sure questions will arise for what happened to her in the neighborhood. But nevetheless Im sure that these answers will be answered in the sequel which we’ll see i guess.

Now how i think the brothers feel about the movie? Lucifer and Ik probably sympathise with Mike because the former is basically a single father taking care of his 6 children and the latter seeing her father in him. Mammon will have nightmares to the point that he scared to turn the lights off. Beel may or may not have second thoughts eating a cupcake after seeing Carl brutually murdering people (why the hell does the cupcake have a high body count than the others????). The rest is basically what you drew.

Ok so i still have more things to say but for now that is all. What do you think of the movie? Did it meet your expectations for it? Did your friend who went into this blind now interested in fnaf? Have you tried explaining the lore to him? I would like to know your thoughts! Have a nice day/night!

- 🐧 anon

i had a great time watching it!! i didn't really notice the plot holes until i thought about it afterward, it was a brilliant romp and i think that's just what the fnaf movie needed to be

i was surprised that the emotional beats of mike's plot hit as well as they did, actually! i think bc the games aren't as much of a personal story, it's quite new to see this sort of things directly from a character's perspective. i think hutcherson's performance really made it tbh, mike's story would not have worked if not for his perpetual stressed sogginess

the cupcake was KILLING me this whole movie. why are you so mad!! that shot where it's mauling the dude's face off and chica just turns around and smiles at the other guy like ">:) i'm gonna get ya" was so funny

honestly my main complaint is just that i would've liked to see the animatronics go insane mode more... the pillow fort scene and Everything about bonnie was the cutest thing i've ever seen but also those kids deserve to go feral (though i have to say the cupcake being the one to trigger the springlocks was a masterstroke and so so funny)

we were all absolutely floored by max getting straight up BISECTED. shout out to jo for immediately hollering "WAS THAT THE BITE OF 87" (also she was the only one who caught the ella reference with the suit they were going to stuff abby into)

title sequence was incredible... loved the homage to the terrible pixel art in the games (music was also a absolute banger). OH YEAH when matpat showed up we all went silent out of shock except for james (the one who didn't know fnaf before) who went "ooh hello sailor-" and was promptly drowned out by me yelling "MATTHEW????? (satan and levi would be absolutely rioting over that scene)

in terms of theories... i'm not caught up on the popular ones but i do like the idea that mike is swapped over to being an emily (with vanessa sort of taking a similar role to the original mike afton) also james (did half a nursing degree) was hollering at vanessa immediately going near-death mode from what he said was a stab wound of the "inconsequential in the grand scheme of things" degree

i said something after the movie about how "oh it's such a shame markiplier couldn't do the film, he would've done a great job as the guy getting killed at the start" ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT APPARENTLY THAT WAS HIS INTENDED ROLE i'm psychic (what was with the spinning razor freddy mask though?? is william doing that?? is he sending people to the pizzeria to stick his spinny razor masks on them??)

i was drinking my tea when matthew lillard said The Line and could not participate in the revelry afterwards because i choked and started coughing for about two minutes straight.. kind of ruined the dramatic tension but someone had already started cackling at abby's drawing so really i'm not to blame

though the way they use kids' drawings within the narrative is genuinely great, and the twist with how they turn the animatronics against afton is super clever! i am also a firm believer in the fact that afton drew that original one himself and he's just SO bad at art

all in all!! really liked it! the cast's performances was great, the references were excellent, the inexplicable balloon boy jumpscares were perfect, and i WISH i could hug the animatronics so bad

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magicstormfrostfire · 2 years ago

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If you played/watched gameplay of Sonic Frontiers, what did you think about it? :3

Not gonna lie I....h-havent finished it yet I just got to the second Island with Knuckles *-sob-* i need to pick it back up.

But what do I think? I LOVE it. Its absolutely wonderful. Im not really a huge gamer buff type of person so i cant give like, a really detailed/informed review of the mechanics and gameplay loop so bear with me lol.

I will say it makes me feel so....idk how to explain it. I love RUNNING. I love the open space, the grass, the rain, it feels like I'm outside without a care. The game lets you just. Be free. I love open world stuff and BOTW was probably my favorite game and Sonic captures everything i love about open world just like BOTW did.

I think the story is fairly interesting so far (i have the frontiers tag blocked until i finish it, so i dont know much) and i think Sonic and the other's feel veey much like themselves. Amy's interactions with Sonic are something I always scrutinize because of how she was used in the past (gets war flashbacks) and i really like them here. Amy is her own person, and if she likes Sonic doesn't matter or not in their friendship. She's still a girl who's about protecting others and the power of love, but she's also mature and upstanding.

I think the stuff with Sage and Eggman is interesting in and of itself too. But i havent gotten far enough to see what that's all about.

Also i love just the open world puzzles you can use to get around. Theyre very fun and its just you figuring out how stuff works. (I really appreciate Sonic's little chuckles and grunts anytime you repeatedly hit against a surface. Hes having fun. I tended to do that a lot in when i got stuck on geometry or failed at a wall jump and his little laughs made me less frustrated lol)

The combat is super fun and i love how it feels to hit enemies in combos. And getting new combos! Its also nice that the classic sonic running levels are included in the game in a portal type way. They're still there and required for gameplay, and it feels like they wanted to include both tradtional sonic gameplay and open world experimental stuff. Im actually really terrible at the classic 'running/platforming' format Sonic has to be honest. But im glad its included and made part of the game to progress. Its an integral part of Sonic games after all.

Overall i really like the game and i desperately need to get back to it haha

#magicstorm asks #asks

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cynettic · 3 years ago

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hi, i hope i'm not bothering you, but i can order a Scaramouche × Kitsune reader, the two met before the vision hunt (and before he was a fatui if you want) the reader was always in the same place, sometimes having a conversation , the good old routine, but with the hunting of visions the reader disappeared not wanting to give up his own vision, and years later a reunion, SFW or NSFW is by your will, thank you, I really admire your work

Summary - Scaramouche met you as a child, growing up with the constant assurance that you would be right there, sitting at your spot where he could meet you with every visit. He isn't happy when you suddenly disappear.

Pairing - Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warning - Slight Yandere warnings?

Penpal - Ahhh- hope this is what you were looking for. I couldn't find a spot to put much nsfw unless I considered writing more for the series ( I could, just put a request in if thats what you’re looking for ). But I hope you liked it!! You're not bothering me at all and I'm glad you like my work!

A/N - Alright- so considering that with the 2.1 update with Scaramouche coming in, I just wanna state beforehand that I wrote this prior so I dont know if we learn about his backstory or anything!!

Link for Part 2

Stay With Me

Scaramouche was used to the routine he’d found himself going along with every visit to Inazuma. As a child he’d pass through the wild fields that stretched just beside his hometown, adventurous and curious with all the tenacity of a child.

And of course you, a kitsune that sat perched on the ground awaiting the Kitsune Saiguu, was bound to notice him. Unlike the other earth kitsune statues, you hadnt turned to stone during your wait. Instead, staying in the same place did you interact with travellers and the locals, which included Scaramouche.

“Fox person!” The little boy chanted, pulling at the hems of your clothing. Bright blue eyes bore into your own, and you slowly shifted your head to pay attention to the boy who was on the verge of bouncing on you.

Humming in reply to his excitement, the little boy paused, both of his small hands still tightly clasping the fabric of your clothes. Soft matted hair brushed past his face in a messy manner, calling out the boy for his boundless running and rebellious urge to keep his hair messy despite his parents wishes.

“Play with me!”

Staring at the boy only a moment longer, you simply chuckled at his antics. “I’m afraid I cannot move from the spot in which I dwell~ Perhaps I’ll be able to entertain you if you bring cards?”

But the young boy had made up his mind at the statement to which you couldn't move. A pitiful frown enfluged his face as he cast you the nastiest glare a five year old could muster. “Boring!” He shouted into the distance of the fields, dramatically turning on his heels and bouncing up into a sprint away. You watched his small figure fade away into the background, absentmindedly sighing and returning to your mindless thoughts.

As a child, Scaramouche would pass by you fairly often. Frequent when he asked you to play with him, and storming away with the same expression when you denied him. Nothing out of the ordinary, you’d lived for an exceptional amount of time, and even though grumpy children were not your specialty, you’d grown accustomed to their behaviour.

Growing up, Scaramouche got no better. You soon noticed his violent tendencies before they became an issue, the way the children shied away from him when playing Temari. Hiding in front of a tough exterior, he scared them away and laughed, approaching you later with tearful sob.

“Will you play with me?” He asked again, trying to hide the fact that he still wept when the other children pushed him away.

But your answer stayed the same, helping him wipe his tears and coaxing him into your arms. Not the first time you’d made contact with a human, but the first time you held them in such an affectionate manner.

It was clear Scaramouche was beginning to see you as some sort of pillar of reassurance when he began running away from home to simply ask to be held. You always welcomed him with open arms, urging him to head back to his household and sort things out. There was no harm in simply providing love and comfort for a child who received none was there?

“Now now, hurry back home little one. Your parents must be growing awfully worried if you’re out by this time at night.”

“My parents dont care about me!”

Darkness slowly pooled into the fields, an obscure shade covering the two of you from the tree you were under. Biting back form your normal emotionless statements, you pondered for something to soothe and convince the boy. Misunderstandings and hardships were normal from what youd seen with children, and you could only offer your hand on his shoulder, a promise. “Go back, I promise to stay here if anything further happens. But you shold give them another chance dont you think?”

And so he’d sprint back to his hometown, and you wouldnt hear from him again till he ran up right up to you a few days later. Begging you to play a game with him. The normal you supposed, and with a grin that seemed to stretch wider with every day, you told him the same thing you told him every single time.

“You cant move?!” Scaramouche nearly yelled one time, tiny fists curling at his side. “Thats… thats stupid!”

“It is isnt it?” You only smiled in response.

Unsatisfied with your response, he clawed your arm, pulling you with all his might. Strong, you realized with surprise that he was much stronger than most children his age. Easy enough to tug away from, but strong enough to take you off guard.

Snapping your hand back to your side, you narrowed your eyes. You weren't angry… no, you hadnt felt strong feelings like that after the disappearance of the Kitsune Saiguu. “Do not attempt to move me,” was your curt response, said in the most stern voice you’d used with the boy.

He’d looked at you only a few seconds longer before bursting into tears, turning away and running. You didn't feel regretful for defending yourself, only turning once more with a tired sigh to stare at the distance.

But just as you stayed ageless, Scaramouche grew older. Still, crossing each others pass was inevitable when you sat in the plains, just alongside the path that lead to his hometown.

With a permanent scowl that seemed to stain his face, he still seemed to have mature a tad bit. Maybe hadnt improved in the social department, because he now scared children and adults and alike, but more mature…

“Hm? Whats this?”

Once again, sitting criss cross under the large tree that provided the perfect shade on sunny days, you stared at the boy expectantly. His hands hesitated at your question, but he resumed shuffling. “Cards,” he simply said in response.

A small featherlike feeling flitted across your chest, making you feel lighter and… almost ticklish. A small smile crossed your face, and you recognized the emotion to be one of adoration. For him to have remembered words you’d spoken years ago, it gave you a warmth you’d sorely missed. A warmth akin to watching him and the other children grow up.

“Ew, dont smile like that, its creepy.”

Swatting at his head, he frowned further when you laughed. “You’re more mature,” you pointed out, lazily leaning back. “You need to work on your people skills though, as someone who hasnt moved in years, thats pitiful that I know more than you.”

“Shut it!”

But as he grew up, you hardly got to see much of him. He’d reached your height and then fully disappeared, leaving no goodbye. And much as you hated to admit it, you hardly noticed, not when days passed in a flurry. You were used to being by yourself, entertaining the kids and greeting the people that passed by.

Sometimes, there’d be the reminder of the warmth he’d given you. But it was quickly overshadowed by your duty to remain seated in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. A dedication kept in its earnest, but beginning to dwindle.

Inazuma was beginning to change.

“The vision decree…” you repeated, staring at the traveller who’d mentioned it to you. “Care to elaborate?”

The new archon threatenening to take away visions from every inhabitant of Inazuma. It was preposterous, so much that you didnt move. Your vision meant the world to you, but so did the Kitsune Saiguu. You werent sure just how you weighed the two till you saw civilians passing by you, ones you recognized, ones that didnt recognize themselves.

It was snowing, cold snowflakes melting into your skin while your hair soaked in the water. Unflinching, you hummed to a little tune, awaiting someone to pass you so that you could attempt to strike a conversation of somesort. The unnatural weather distanced all who entered the field though, and you simply waited. For the Kitsune Saiguu, for someone, or for some form of entertainment, you didnt know. You Slowly closing your eyes, you decided not to care.

“Im gone for five years and you’re still sitting here like a dumbass.”

Eyes snapping open, you find yourself face to face with a complete stranger. Dark purple hair with dark blue eyes, piercing and dangerous in a way you dont recognize at all. Fancy clothing that you cant identify or put a name on.

The boy took a step towards you, crouching down to stare at you directly. His eyes scanned over your figure briefly, and he brushed the snow out of your hair and ears with one flick of his hand. In the next, he was offering a coat to you. “Take it, you’re probably getting cold.”

You leaned forward, ignoring the coat he offered you. Gently, you raised your hand to brush the hair from his eyes, centred on the way his pupils widened. Offering a small moment of surprise and one glimpse into the small childlike blue eyed wonder he was. “Kiddo,” you breathed, pulling your hand back and scanning him once again. “You’ve grown.”

“And you havent.”

Snickering at his comment, you took the coat. You didnt need it, but he looked like he didnt either. He was already wearing clothing that kept him warm, and with careful observation and an untouched coat, you settled on the fact that he’d brought it here. Brought the coat here for you.

“Still havent improved with those social skills of yours have you?”

He scoffed, letting himself fall back till he was sitting fully. “I dont want to hear it from someone who refuses to move an inch for years. Lazy ass.”

You open your mouth to retort, but instead laugh at his comment, shaking your head. “Gained some humour on your journeys have you? Bad words too it seems. Anyways...” He had sat down, which meant that he meant fully well to sit, chat, and catch up. That familiar warmth filled your chest, a contrast between the cold snow. “Welcome back.”

It wasnt often that Scaramouche visited Inazuma, but when he did, he was sure to visit you. The two of you would sit down for hours, talking about the most trivial topics. He never mentioned what he did in his time away, and you never asked.

But things began to go downhill when news of the vision decree finally took action.

“Its no joke anymore! The Raiden Shogun has taken custody of almost a hundred visions!”

In that moment you made your decision, weighing your vision over the Kitsune Saiguu. Awfully selfish you knew, but you’d spent decades sitting there in wait.

And for the first time you sat up from your position on the ground, clumsily stumbling upright but gaining balance. It takes a few steps until you’re back to normal, and you begin your journey in order to escape the Raiden Shogun’s vision hunt decree.

_-_-_-_

You didnt expect to see him again.

Long grass tickled at the skin of your legs, making you adjust your footing to no avail. Sun slowly descending past the mountains to mark the start of an evening and the soon approaching night. A normal day of exploring the mountains and islands of Inazuma, observing the constant changing situation, and running away from the vision decree like a favourite past-time.

With the exception of a firm grip on your wrist.

Dark purple like hair, same hate brimmed eyes and lavish clothing. You recognized Scaramouche the moment he had appeared, looking just as surprised as you were. That being before he snatched your wrist and snarled, “You.”

You wouldve considered it pure luck to find him, an unexpected reunion with someone you actually remembered. But no, his tone had some predatorial edge to it that had you cringing. Hard. “Yes, its me.” You answered back with a frown, trying to loosen his hold. “Nice to see you too, is something the matter?”

He only seemed confused at your words, pulling you closer.

“Something the matter?” He asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Well, to start, you’re not sitting at your damn spot.”

Taken aback for a moment, you wondered if that sole fact was what drove the boy to such lengths. Surely he couldn't be so troubled over the fact that you moved… “The vision hunt decree, I'm sure I mentioned that I was sticking around in wait for the Kitsune Saiguu. I decided to wander around and avoid the conflict until I could settle back.”

“You could’ve waited for me,” he stated almost instantly. “I could have protected you.”

You felt your brows furrow quizzically. “Wait for you? Why in the world would I-”

“Why wouldn't I?” He pushed you closer till he could fully grab both wrists, taking a step closer as if his words would resonate clearer in your head. “You took care of me as a child, it would only be fair for me to repay the favour.” But he only seemed to be looking for excuses. “And besides, you can't just up and leave… I didn't know.”

Before you could interject with the obvious answer that he didn't need to know, you stopped. You’d lived decades, nearly centuries if you’d kept count, and you had learned to read people's expressions even when you’d stayed away from them for so long. He didn't know. It hit you in the most unpleasant way that he wasn't aware that it was none of his concern. To him, you were just another thing he needed to keep track of, something he had control over. His face basically screamed, ‘I depended on you to stay in that place.’

Deep breath in and out. You’d lived long, longer than him, you could deal with a child throwing a tantrum.

“Don't worry,” you gestured to the vision ta your side. “I'm strong enough to protect myself, I appreciate your concern, but I’ll be back when the vision decree ends.”

Unconvinced, he pulled you closer, just until your faces were mere inches away from each other. “No,” he said in a stern voice. “I’d rather you by my side, where I can protect you. I hate to question what you’re capable of, but you’ve been sitting down for as long as I’ve known you for.”

“I’ve lived decades more than you,” a simple reply, hopefully enough to get by him. You snatched your hands back with ease, ears flinching slightly when a cold breeze swept past you. But you stayed firm, not wanting to look vulnerable against the imposing air he had around him.

Still unconvinced. “You’re coming with me.”

“No I’m not.”

You’d known him as a kid, watched him grow up along with all the other small ones in his hometown. And maybe you admit you cared a smudge bit about the warmth he gave you when settling down to play cards, but he was different. He had changed in the worst way and you weren't about to deal with it.

“So you’re not coming with me voluntarily?” He asked softly, taking a small step to which you responded by stepping back. He had his hands up, as if telling you he wouldn't hurt you. But the way he said voluntarily sent shivers up your spine.

“No.” Hand on your vision, you held your own hand up threateningly.

He took his time when tilting his head, taking a deep breath in, and then appearing in front of you in just a short stride. Too quick to react, you hesitated before you could attack him. You didn't want to hurt him, he was still a child in your eyes, and you paid the consequences for that. He slid his hand just along your neck, and a jolt of electricity seemed to thrum inside you just as you collapsed in his arms.

Scaramouche was quick to catch you, hoisting you up into his arms dearly. “I do hope you’ll come to understand,” he said softly, cradling your unconscious form in his arms. Making sure not to crush your tail when carrying your legs, he looked past the mountains, sigh resting on his lips.

Because Scaramouche liked to have control of the things he held dear. Like keeping all your valuables neat and tidy in a closet, he was happy knowing you were safe and stable in that spot you always sat on.

And he couldn't have you moving could he?

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