#i feel like im being watched and ugh i just idk anymore i feel like i need to remke

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[lordiavolo22]

once again i am asking if you know me irl and i do not give you my personal blogs you do not stalk (scroll through my posts even if you arent following or liking them) me here. i cannot stress how much an unbearable unnerving feeling it is.

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❀ ˎˊ- prompt: wise likes you, and just about everyone on sixth street knows. ❀ ˎˊ- wise x gn!reader ❀ ˎˊ- wc: 1.3k ❀ ˎˊ- warnings: slightly ooc wise idk im still lvl 26 okay ❀ ˎˊ- a/n: thanks you stellaronhvnters for plaguing my mind w wise. anywho this my mini break from the series LMAO wise. i love you king.

Wise can hardly focus, and for once, it isn’t because of you.

Not that he minds being distracted by you - quite the opposite. He could spend hours just watching you talk and getting lost in your eyes, occasionally nodding or agreeing with whatever you were talking about the day. He liked hearing your voice; it was soothing like a cool river, especially after a grueling day.

But this time, it’s him who’s being stared at, and to his disappointment, the one burning holes into him isn’t you (although he severely doubts he could handle it if it were to be you).

No, instead, General Chop stares at him from the corner of his eye as he prepares other customers’ orders, a hint of knowing in his usual smile. Wise can see the excitement in the chef’s eyes, and it doesn’t take a genius to know why.

“Wise?”

He seizes up, bumping his chopsticks. He’s quick to fix himself as you shoot him a nervous, but questioning smile.

“Sorry, you were saying?” he says smoothly (at least he hopes it’s smooth, he still doesn’t know how to talk to pretty people), eager to move past his minor mishap.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” you laugh. “I was just saying that you have a little something on your face.”

Wise feels his cheeks warm. “Oh, really? Thanks for telling me.”

He moves to grab some napkins, but you beat him to it. Wise swears something in him malfunctions when he turns and suddenly you’re all too close to him, your hand reached out to clean up his face.

“Wha- Wait, what’re you-” he sputters, nearly falling off his stool as he lurches back.

“Hey, stand still,” you scold, your slight annoyance only serving to speed up his heart rate because who in the world said it was okay for you to be this cute.

At this point, he wouldn’t be surprised if steam was coming from his head, with how fuzzy his mind feels. He can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t do anything but just sit there, dazed as you dab obliviously at the corner of his lip.

As you pull away, he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, mentally thanking whatever deities reigned above that he hadn’t fainted on the spot. That would’ve been embarrassing; Belle would never let him live it down.

His face feels cooler - hopefully it isn’t so red anymore. By the time he’s able to think coherently again, you’ve started chatting again. Wise nods along (he has no idea what you’re talking about), and goes to slurp up some of his noodles when he sees General Chop again.

The chef, obviously holding back a cackle, grins encouragingly at him and flashes him a thumbs up in support. Wise internally groans. Would it be a bad idea if he drowned himself in his noodles right now?

And this isn’t the first time either - Wise is pretty sure the entirety of Sixth Street is aware of his… ugh, crush on you (saying it out loud both hurts him and makes him feel warm inside. Which is a terrible feeling. He wants to throw up).

Just last week, he’d seen you at the Coff Café, and Tin Man, being both a gracious cafe owner and a huge romantic, had decided that that day was a good day to have a 50% off deal specifically for pairs if they bought two or more items.

Wise hadn’t questioned it at first, since it was normal for shops to occasionally hold discounts like these to attract more customers. Even he was guilty of it, being a business co-owner himself.

But then you had to call him out in the line, excitedly waving him over as you were at the cashier ordering. Tin Man was behind you, a smile in his eyes that Wise wasn’t sure he liked, but he begrudgingly made his way over.

He still remembers the way your eyes sparkled as you explained the discount to him. They reminded him of the stars he’d see at twilight, when he couldn’t sleep and would climb to the roof just to watch New Eridu’s nightlife.

Naturally, he had accepted your offer of buying him a free drink (no one refuses free food), but he quickly learned to regret it when he saw the mischievous gleam in Tin Man’s artificial eyes.

He still gets flustered thinking of it now - the heart-shaped whipped cream and the whisper of “good luck” haunts him, especially when he thinks about how confused you were at the impromptu decoration.

The amount of times he’s caught his neighbors playing matchmaker, he can’t count on both hands - and that’s not including what Belle has tried. It’d be funny if it wasn’t also incredibly humiliating.

“Master, if you were planning on drifting off, perhaps you should’ve stayed home to take a nap.”

Wise sighs. “Be quiet, Fairy. I’m in public.”

“What?” you blink. Wise blinks back before realizing he’d been a little too loud.

“Sorry, I was talking to myself,” he chuckles awkwardly, hands fiddling with each other - it’s a nervous habit of his. You smile understandingly.

“No, it’s okay,” you say, pushing your bowl towards General Chop to signify you were done with it. “You’ve been out of it today, Wise. Something on your mind?”

You, Wise wants to say, but he doesn’t feel like embarrassing himself further. “I guess I’m just tired. Long day today.”

“I can tell,” you laugh, the sound music to his ears. You hop off the stool after sliding your share of the payment to General Chop. “Come on, I’ll walk you home. You look like you’re about to fall asleep.”

Wise’s heart does a little tap dance at your offer, but he manages to keep his cool. He hastily pays General Chop before eagerly joining you in your short walk to Random Play.

“Bro!” Belle greets him enthusiastically as he opens the door. Her eyes light up when she sees you, and she raises her eyebrows suggestively at her brother. Wise shoots her a glare when you aren’t looking. “[Name], too? How was your da- mmghhifjk-”

Wise smiles innocently as he slaps a hand over Belle’s mouth. You can’t help but laugh at the two, and Wise admires the crinkle the corners of your eyes.

“Ignore her,” he says nonchalantly, wrinkling his nose as Belle licks his hand like the little rat she is. “Do you want to come in, or…?”

“No, I shouldn’t.” You wave your hands bashfully. “It’s getting late, so I should be getting back home.”

Wise nods in understanding. Belle pries herself free and he wipes his spit-covered hand on her sleeve, ignoring her sputters and protests (she chose this path. She will reap its consequences).

“Well, I guess this is goodbye.”

You nod, shifting your feet. “I guess it is.”

Wise’s brows furrow at your behavior - what’s on your mind. But thankfully, he doesn’t have to wait long before his inquiry is answered.

You take a step forward, and Wise feels your arms loop around him in a tight hug. Suddenly, his senses are elevated, and it’s almost as if everything is enhanced tenfold. He can feel your heartbeat against his chest, the soft sound of your breath, your hair tickling his face and the heat that radiates off of your body against him.

“I really enjoyed today,” you say, stepping back with a smile that could rival an angel’s. “Thanks for hanging out with me.”

Wise tries to formulate a response, but all that comes out is a squeak like a dying balloon. God, if his face was red before, it must be flaming now. You giggle at his response, before you wave both him and Belle goodbye and leave for your home.

It takes a good five minutes before he can speak again.

“Hey sis?”

Belle sounds as shocked as him. “Yeah?”

“I think I’m going to faint.”

He hears his sister sigh.

“Wise, you’re helpless, you know that?” she shakes her head exasperatingly. “And just when you finally made progress too.”

reblogs w comments are appreciated !!

[dambaepuff]

hey hi, could i make a request? Im happy to see another good author starting :) u also seem very nice. could i request a yoongi x preferably fem!reader? if you want you can make it a genderneutral fic. my idea was a scenario were one of them is jealous, i thought of it being her jealous of him, over something stupid, but not in a toxic way like yk just pure jealusy mixed with insecurities. And they have a little petty argument and like it ends with smut i mean they make up to eachother that way :P like smut mixed with fluff at its purest. also, i am really curious to see how u write yoongi, i see many authors making him cold and tough but i believe that he is a very caring softie haha, by the morning wood headcanons, i think you got him very well ;) thank u in advance

REGRETS (m)

Pairing: Idol!Yoongi x FEM!Reader

Genre: angst, fluff, smut, one shot, request, established relationship

Warnings: jealousy, insecurities, a petty argument, depictions of sex, crying, emotional, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, bodily fluids, penetration (vaginal), a bit of praise, light biting, squirting

Word count: 5k

Summary: uhhh idk dude just read the request that’s pretty much it

A/N: UGH I LOVE THIS IDEA!! I don’t have much experience with writing angst so this was a really nice exercise. Thank you sooo so much for all the kind words, it’s what keeps me writing. I’m also a sucker for soft Yoongi so this is right up my alley. (Also this is not proofread so lmk if there’s any mistakes or anything)

Thursday night, it’s quiet outside. You’re trying to watch a movie with Yoongi. Key word trying. His hand has been gently rubbing your thigh for a few minutes now, whenever he tries sliding it up to tease you, you grab it and put it back onto his lap. He’s clearly trying to get you heated, but it’s having quite the opposite effect. Lately you’ve felt quite out of it, your lack of confidence causing you to avoid intimacy. With Yoongi being the gentleman he is, he always accepts it when he realizes you’re not in the mood and he moves on. However, you’re starting to doubt his ability to keep going like this. What if he realizes you aren’t satisfactory to him anymore? He could easily find someone else who would be all over him in seconds.

Replaceable. That’s how you’ve been feeling lately. He could have anyone he wants, so why you? “Are you not feeling it tonight?” Yoongi’s voice startles you out of your thoughts. “Huh? Oh. No I’m sorry.” You respond, your voice growing quieter with the end of the sentence. “That’s okay, c’mere.” He mumbles before pulling you into his chest, his hand soothing down your back.

‘Will he stay with me if I keep pushing him away like this?’ Is what you keep asking yourself. On one hand you’re afraid he’ll stop loving you if you stop showing him affection. And on the other hand, you’ve been so self conscious lately about your body and if you’re doing things right you don’t know if it’s worse to ruin the relationship by pushing him away or by not being good enough. ‘Do I even deserve to be with him at this point?’

Friday, 4:37PM. You got off work early today so you decided to stop by Yoongi’s studio. He’s still working so you’re lounging around on one of the couches inside of the room. The two of you had made plans to get dinner together when he finishes up for the day which you’re really looking forward to.

A short blurry figure appears at the studio door, they raise their hand up and place three quiet knocks onto the glass. Yoongi gets up with a huff and opens the door. In front of him stands a familiar woman, you can’t quite remember her name, but you’ve seen her around the company building before.

“Here’s your coffee Suga!” She says in a cheery tone. Her eyes land on you and her smile falls a bit. “Oh, I didn’t know you would be here. Sorry I didn’t get you anything.” She apologizes with a light bow of her head. You dismiss her with a wave of your hand before going back to fidgeting with the hem of your sweater. She turns her attention back to Yoongi who is setting his drink down onto his desk. “Hey Suga, a few of us are going to that barbecue place down the street for dinner and drinks tonight. Do you guys wanna come with?” She asks with a tilt of her head, her long black hair swaying with the movement.

“Uhh, yeah?” He looks at you quickly for confirmation to which you nod your head lightly. “Yeah. Sure we’ll come.”

Yoongi continues chatting with the girl. She casually leans against the door frame, the conversation between them flowing oh so easily. ‘It took me ages to be able to talk to him that smoothly. Why couldn’t I be like her?’ You think to yourself, trying your best to not let your irritation show.

He bids her farewell and sits back down at his desk. For the remaining time you spend in his studio all you can look at is him. Your gaze burns holes into his side profile, tracing each curve of his features over and over again. Why would a man whose heart only knows kindness, whose eyes and soul are so understanding of everything be with you? Your being is rotten with unforgiving bitterness, you seethe at every imperfection like a nun enraged by sin. Why would he want you?

He’s like a wild flower. He needs to be pollinated by the love and kindness of a bee to bloom, yet he stays with you, a caterpillar feeding off of him, biting off his flesh for your gain. Eating away at him and leaving nothing. Maybe you aren’t even a caterpillar. They can eventually turn into a beautiful creature with wings of eyeful colors, yet you can’t become anything more than what you are. You’re stuck in a vicious cycle, devouring every resource without paying any mind to the fact there will be nothing left when you’re done. What does he get for loving you if you can’t be of use? You can’t make him bloom.

“(Y/N)? (Y/N)!” You snap out of your thoughts, the reality around you giving you whiplash. Yoongi is kneeling in front of you, holding your jacket out. “Let’s go, we’ll be late.” You try to take it from his hands, but instead of giving it to you he holds it up so you can slip your arms inside. Once it’s on you he turns you around and zips it up for you. “Okay, let’s go.”

As you’re walking down the long hallways towards the elevators, Yoongi notices something odd. You usually grab onto his hand the moment you start walking somewhere together, but your hand is tucked away in your pocket now. He gently pulls it out and intertwines your fingers together. You can’t bring yourself to grip onto him like usual, instead you limply keep your hand at your side, letting him hold it. He’s a bit confused by this, but nevertheless he keeps holding you, his grasp only growing tighter in an effort to reassure you.

Yang Sunhee. Her name popped up in your head the moment she sat down across from you and Yoongi at the long wooden table. She’s been leading the conversation at your part of the table for a while now, mostly talking to Yoongi. To her credit she has tried to include you into the conversation a few times, but you didn’t really give her much to work with so she gave up.

You’ve been pushing your food around your plate for a while now. It’s mostly pieces of meat Yoongi placed down onto it for you, your favorite in fact. You just can’t get yourself to even place anything into your mouth, anxiety squeezing your throat so tightly you can barely even swallow your own saliva.

Sunhee is laughing at something, her eyes bright and her large smile hidden away behind a polite hand. Yoongi is laughing too, maybe not as hard as her, but he’s still laughing. ‘Why am I not the one making him laugh right now? Am I not funny anymore?’

As you’re glaring down at your food you feel a warm hand make contact with your shoulder. “You wanna go home?” Yoongi asks quietly, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear. “Yes please.” You breathe out, barely audible. On the drive home Yoongi tries asking what’s wrong multiple times, but all he gets in response is a simple “I just don’t feel too well.”

It’s been a few days now since you had dinner with Yoongi’s coworkers. He realized something was wrong so he’s been giving you some space. To be quite honest you aren’t sure if the space is helping or making it worse. After spending the whole day quietly sobbing to yourself in bed you decide to see what he’s up to. You find him sitting in the living room watching some sort of documentary and looking like he’s about to fall asleep. One of his cheeks is squished against a pillow and his hair is going on all the wrong directions. He looks adorable, your heart almost breaks in two knowing this is who you’ve been pushing away lately.

Taking a seat next to him, he lifts up his blanket so you can use it too. Just as you’re getting sleepy as well his phone pings on the coffee table. Instinctively you reach down for it so you can hand it to him, but when you see the contact name annoyance squeezes at your chest.

Yang Sunhee

Sent a message

“Why is she texting you?” The question slips from your mouth before you can even think it through. “I don’t know, let me see.” He responds while extending his hand out for the phone. You peer over at the screen, shamelessly trying to see what she sent. “Ah it’s just the schedule for next week.” He says and likes the message before setting his phone back down. Now you feel a bit guilty. Why were you questioning the intentions of this woman? She’s his employee after all.

Yoongi’s large hand comes up to cup your face, his thumb gently gliding over your cheekbone. “I know that look, what’s wrong baby?” He asks, his dark eyes skimming your face in search for answers. “It’s nothing.” You respond a bit too quickly, your tone stiff. The corner of Yoongi’s lip quirks up. “You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

Your eyes shoot open, “N-no!” you sputter out a weak defense. His hand slides down to your chin, the grip tightening a bit. His smirk spreads into a smile which angers you. He thinks this is funny?

“Don’t fucking touch me right now.” You say in a way harsher manner than you intended, tearing his hand away from your face. A flash of hurt runs over Yoongi’s face, his smile instantly falling. “Don’t look at me like that! I just- I need a moment right now.” You say in an apologetic tone. “You need a moment? I’ve been giving you a moment for days now. What about me? I keep trying so hard and you don’t show an ounce of being grateful. What’s your problem?” His tone gets louder as he talks, anger evident in his facial expressions.

“Problem? Oh it’s a problem now that I can’t always feel one hundred percent happy? Go sleep with some happy drugged out whore then if that’s what you want!” Without realizing it your tone has risen to a yell, you’re standing now, no longer in the comfort of warm blankets on the couch. “Don’t yell at me!” He yells back, tears beginning to brim his eyes.

“You’re yelling too asshole! Oh you’re gonna cry? Go cry to Sunhee, maybe she can suck your dick to make it better if you can’t go a week without me sucking it!” The moment you finish the last sentence a silence falls over the apartment. Yoongi stares at you wide eyed, unable to form a single sentence.

He looks like a kicked puppy, his eyes watery and his hands trembling. Realizing you went to far the only thing that pops up in your head is leaving the apartment for a bit. You speed walk to the front door, tugging your shoes on quickly and pulling a random jacket on. “Hey, hey! Where are you going?” Yoongi follows you once he realizes what you’re doing. Unable to look at his face you grab your keys and walk out, slamming the door behind you.

Not knowing where to go you walk to the nearest park. Taking a seat on one of the benches you stare up at the moon. “Why did I say that?” You mumble to yourself, tears stinging at your eyes. Your throat contracts, guilt choking you. There’s no holding back now, you let your sobs loose, tears running down your face uncontrollably.

“(Y/N)? Is that you?” A soft voice calls out to your right. Your head shoots up, trying to find the source of the sound. There stands Sunhee, she seems to be in her pajamas with a puffer jacket thrown on top. Her hair is a mess and she’s holding a leash. A little white dog sniffs around near her legs, you assume it’s her’s.

“What’s wrong?” She asks as she sits down next to you. “Ah don’t worry about it.” You mumble, sniffling lightly. “You’re so pretty (Y/N), I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone look good while they cry before.” Sunhee says with a genuine smile. “I- uh what?” You tilt your head to the side in confusion. “If I didn’t have a girlfriend I’d be jealous of Suga for having a girlfriend as pretty as you.” She giggles lightly.

“WHAT?” The question comes out harsher than you intend, the whole situation confusing you. “Listen, if you ever leave Suga just give me a call.” She says with a playful wink. You laugh in disbelief, your tears completely gone now. “You’re funny Sunhee.” You say, still sniffling lightly. “I’m not joking, but thank you.” She giggles along with you.

“Now why are you outside so late?” She asks while pulling her dog up into her lap. “I had a fight with Yoongi, I didn’t really know where else to go. I’m kind of scared to face him right now.” You answer truthfully. “Girl, have you seen how he looks at you? That man is a goner, I’m sure whatever you argued about isn’t that bad. You should go home and apologize, you can talk it through.” She says while giving you an encouraging smile. “You think so?” You ask quietly. “I know so.”

Even with Sunhee’s encouragement you’re still unsure. Guilt wracks through your whole body, pressing down on your insides and making you nauseous. You try to be as quiet as possible when you enter the apartment, but the sound of the heavy front door closing and jingling of keys betrays you. Just as you’re taking your shoes off you hear shuffling down the hallway. Yoongi’s dark figure emerges, you’re ready to hear something nasty from him, but instead you’re met with two warm arms wrapped around you.

“Thank god you’re safe.” He mumbles before kissing the top of your head. “I’m sorry Yoongi, I’m so sorry baby. Please don’t leave me. I didn’t-“ you’re cut off by a hiccup, your tears returning. “I didn’t mean to say any of that. Please, please don’t leave me I’ll never do that again…” You sob into his chest. “Shhhhh, I know you didn’t mean it, I should’ve done some things differently too.” His hand softly pets your head.

“I’ve been trying to figure out why you’ve been acting so weird lately and I think I get it now. You look at her like she killed your dog. You know she’s a lesbian right?” You can’t help but laugh a bit at that. “Yeah I kind of found that out just now.” You mumble, your fingers tangling into the material of his shirt. “Why don’t you like her?” You can feel him softly smile against your hair as he asks the question.

“I don’t know I just-“ You try to form the right words, but they won’t come. “Ugh! She’s just so pretty and she’s really open, it feels like she’s perfect and has everything you could need and I’m just sort of me? I don’t know, it’s stupid. I’m just projecting.” Yoongi listens intently to everything you say while he takes your jacket off. “Lately I’ve felt like the shell of who I was when you met me, you know? I’m just sort of bleh- and every other woman around me seems to have her shit togehter.” A tear runs down your cheek and Yoongi chases it away with his thumb.

“It’s why I’ve been avoiding having sex lately. I just feel gross and ugly while you… you look like you were sculpted by the ancient Greeks. You need a Hera to your Zeus. I’m like a satyr or something!” You let out a bitter laugh, trying to mask your feelings. “Hmm I think we’re more like Orpheus and Eurydice. Except I don’t want to lose you the way he lost her. They were such perfect lovers, yet there was something tragic about them. What’s love without tragedy?” He softly spoke, continuing to wipe your tears. You let out a genuine laugh and hit his chest lightly. “You idiot! You don’t get it.”

“I think I at least partially get it. I mean hell you make my knees weak whenever you look me in the eye woman, and we’ve been dating for years! I’d go to the pits of hell for you a million times more than Orpheus if it meant having a bit more time to spend with you. There’s no other person that could fulfill your role in my life as well as you do. I love you for you, you’re my muse. My light.” He places a ginger peck onto your forehead.

Love and desire suddenly flood through you, grabbing the collar of his shirt you pull him into a rough kiss. A few more tears make their way past your eyelids, but these ones of relief and joy rather than sadness and frustration. Yoongi gladly accepts your advances, kissing you back firmly. He barely wastes any time trying to get his tongue intertwined with yours. Your interwoven muscles becoming a metaphor for your souls combining together, the act of physical intimacy projecting your consciousness into one being, content and whole.

One of your hands shoot up to grip his hair a bit tighter than necessary which makes him release a deep moan. He pants against your lips, trying to catch his breath, but unable to fully separate your bodies. As he had endured yearning for you such a torturous amount, how could he let you go now?

He presses you flat against the door, holding you down chest to chest. His cold hands slide up your shirt, the contrast of temperature making you shiver. Caressing the skin of your stomach so lightly it tickles, he snakes one of his hands behind your back, swiftly unclipping your bralette in one movement. You let it drop to the floor, the only thing on your mind right now being the feeling of his body on yours. With his hands lightly ghosting over your breasts now, you shudder each time one of his fingers brushed against your nipples. Slowly he pulls your shirt off, the cold night air bites at your skin making your nipples harden. Instinctively your arms shoot up to cover yourself, but Yoongi stops you. He firmly grips your wrists and pins them down above your head.

Now fully exposed to him, he looks you in the eyes before licking a fat stripe from the area between your breasts to your neck. Lightly blowing onto the wet part of your skin, you take in a deep breath from the sensation. He begins to trail kisses down to your chest, letting go of your hands so he can bring you as close to him as possible. You tug at his hair softly as he mouthes at ode of your breasts, his tongue lightly teasing the soft bud. He groans softly before kissing down lower so he can get onto his knees.

He kneels before you know, unashamed of the submissive position he’s in. His teeth occasionally graze your stomach between sloppy open mouthed kisses. Looking up at you through his lashes, Yoongi starts undoing your pants. He pushes them down as if they’re getting in the way and moves his kisses down to your thighs. His uncalculated mouth moves dangerously close to your clothed cunt. Hovering over it he purposefully breathes through his mouth so you can feel his warm breath on your skin. You gasp when he suddenly pressed his nose against your pussy and inhales deeply. You can peel the tips of your ears heating up from embarrassment, but Yoongi doesn’t seem to care in the slightest.

“Ugh, fuck how I missed this part of you.” He groans as he kisses over the thin fabric. Finding your clit almost immediately he starts to roll his tongue against it through your panties. Your arousal and his saliva mix together in the material causing an uncomfortable need for real contact.

“Yoongi, take it off already…” you whisper to him, brushing his bangs out of his face. Looking up at you with a cheeky smirk he grabs onto the hem of your underwear with his teeth, making sure to lightly graze your sensitive skin with them as he pulls down. Your panties don’t even have the chance to reach the floor and his mouth is already on you again. He runs his tongue through your folds, making you instinctively angle your hips to give him more access. Heedlessly circling your clit with his tongue, he occasionally sucks on it or flicks it. You’re unsure if his mouth is glistening from his own saliva or from your wetness, but the sloppy noises he’s making are causing you to involuntarily buck your hips into his mouth.

“You’re so beautiful like this, my sweet girl.” He mumbles as he pulls away, nuzzling his head into your thigh. Replacing his tongue with his fingers, you let out a quiet moan when he slips them inside of you. “I love having you like this, only for me to see. You know I’d never do this for anyone else, right?” He emphasizes the question by pressing his fingers down against your sweet spot. ”Shit, Yoongi. I love you so much, no one makes me cum like you do.” Your response comes out in a dragged out whine.

Satisfied with your reply his mouth returns to your clit while his fingers work you open. The combination of sensations makes an orgasm built up in your abdomen fast. “Yoon- Yoongi, I’m gonna ah- I’m gonna cum!” You moan out, trying to warn him. This only encourages him to go faster as an orgasm ripples through you in harsh waves, your head falling back against the door as your eyes roll into the back of your head. You spasm slightly as he continues to work your cunt, trying to pull him away so he doesn’t overstimulate you.

He licks off your juices from his fingers, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. As soon as he’s back on his feet you go in for a kiss, leaning on him for support while still coming down from your high. He refuses to let your lips part as he leads you to the bedroom, his shirt and pants getting lost along the way.

“Lay down baby.” He mumbled against your lips as he led you to the bed. Kneeling down between your legs he made sure you were comfortable on your pillow. No matter how basic, missionary was always the best when you needed to express your love sexually. Parting your lips he pulls you down a little so your thighs are pressed together. He grabs his erect cock out of his underwear, not even bothering to get rid of the boxers. Pumping it a few times he gives you a dopey look, a lazy smirk spreading on his face.

“You ready?” He rasps out, rubbing the tip of his cock against your swollen clit, mixing his precum together with the aftermath of your previous orgasm. “A little too ready.” You replied, running a hand through your hair. “Mmm I can tell.” He teases while spreading the natural lubricant over his cock. Slowly he pressed the tip in, “Fuck, it’s going in so easily, o barely had to prep you. You really want it, don’t you?” his brows crease together in pleasure as he slowly bottoms out. “Yes, fuck Yoongi I want your cock so bad.” Your hand shoots up to grab onto his shoulder, biting your lip at the fullness.

“Please, (Y/N). Can I move?” He murmured, holding onto your hips tightly. “Yes, fuck me Yoongi.” You replied, grabbing his face to place a wet kiss onto his lips. He let out a low moan as he started thrusting into you, the warmth and wetness of your cunt feeling better each time he fucked it. You lightly squeezed your walls on purpose knowing it drives him crazy. “Oh my- ah shit I won’t last long at all if you do that.” He said breathily, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. You hooked one of your legs onto his hips, pulling him forward so he’s pressed into your cunt as deeply as possible. The both of you groaned at that, as soon as you let go he started thrusting into you with a quicker pace. His movements rapidly increased with each slap of skin that echoed throughout the space, his head thrown back. That look on his face means he’s absolutely lost in please and that makes you proud. He molds so perfectly inside you it makes all of your doubts melt away, it’s like he was made for you.

Matching the pace of his thrust to his fingers flicking your clit, Yoongi can swear he can feel you pulsating around him. “Ah, fuck (Y/N) I think I’m gonna cum already. Shit I’m sorry it just feels too good.” He groans, the already pink tips of his ears darkening. “It’s okay, go ahead baby, cum inside me.” You breathily respond, continuing to moan with each of his thrusts. He speeds up before abruptly stopping, the feeling of his warm seed filling you up making you clench around his cock. “Wait, shit, shit run my pussy please I’m so close too.” His fingers immediately speed up on your clit, furiously flicking it as your abdomen tightens again. As the hot white pleasure rips through your whole body, making your muscles spasm you hear a wet noise. Looking down the moment you can open your eyes you see Yoongi’s lower stomach covered in a clear liquid.

“Did you just make me squirt?” You laugh in disbelief. “That’s a first.” He mumbles before pulling his cock out, various liquids gliding down your ass. “I’ll go get a towel. He quickly gets up, trying his best not to make any of his surroundings wet.

As the two of you are laying in bed, your warm baked bodies pressed together, you feel Yoongi’s chest vibrate as he speaks up. “From now on, you always have to tell me when something’s bothering you, okay?” He softly says, stroking your hair. “Okay.” You whisper back. “Promise?” He questions while raising his pinky finger up, you lock yours with his, pressing your thumbs together. “Promise.”

[ipatrichor]

dead boy detectives agency episode two thoughts

why does the cat king serve so much cunt. girl who asked. AND THEN HE TRANSFORMS INTO AN EVEN CUNTIER OUTFIT. WHAT ARE U DOING HERE?? WHO ASKED????

girl why does edwin keep having homosexual flashbacks of the cat king. that's so funny. *gets flirted with by the cat king* hope this doesn't awaken something in me <- edwin rn

idk how i feel about him tbh. like on the one hand it really skeeves me out when someone flirts with a person, registers they're not interested, and keeps pushing anyway, but on the other hand i appreciate the cat king backing off & providing an alternate solution when edwin is clearly uncomfortable with being openly propositioned. he'll still hit on people who Do Not Want to be hit on but he does not coerce sex!! so. yknow. at least there's that?

NIKO MY BELOVED NIKO she's so funny and endearing. i love that she can see the guys now, it seems like she'll be sticking around/part of the gang which i'm very happy for!!! also it seems the pink lights were not in fact lesbianism. sad! oh well the episode was fun and the pixies were done so creatively plus they're funny

crystal putting herself at risk like that.... my girl. i do think what she said to charles about only saying it to trick the sprites wasn't necessarily Untrue in that she was saying it to them For that reason, but i also think it's something she's really feeling. that was too genuine and too quick to have been pulled from nowhere, especially with the context of her earlier conversation with niko. i don't think she really believes that she has nothing and no one, but i think she's afraid she has nothing and no one and that's what she pulled on for that trick.

i noticed something earlier in the episode that made me smile. so edwin was talking about detective work and getting a little smug and bitchy in a fun way, and charles was just watching him with this smile on his face- it made me very happy! they're friends and charles likes when edwin prattles on about something, instead of putting up with him or something stupid. idk i just like their dynamic and how real it feels that they care about each other

also it sure has been established that charles makes impulsive decisions without thinking the consequences through. im sure that's fine and will never come up again 👍

the magic shop was fun! love that this man establishes that he uses to be a walrus and now isn't anymore bc of Backstory and the boys simply cannot gaf. they have shit going on man they don't have time for the kind of backstory lore they probably hear all the time given they run in supernatural circles

esther... what can i say about esther. um she scares me 👍 the scene at the end where it's implied she's dismembering her crow? gross! like well done don't get me wrong the sound design made me deeply uncomfortable, but gross

also she is right that monty has a very cute face. i would not trust that man but he does have the face of a highschool freshman i would give directions to the library or encourage during rehearsal. absolutely diabolical to hinge your evil plan on a face that cute!

what else... i really like the dynamic between the four of them. i think niko is a nice addition to help balance things out so it's not all crystal & edwin sniping at each other while charles tries to mediate- which is fun don't get me wrong and i don't want the bickering to go away, but niko opens up a lot more possibilities and i look forward to seeing how her addition affects the group dynamic. or she stays a minor character they helped out and im wrong about the ending implying she joins the group LOL but we'll see! hope she stays an important character i love her, just maybe with fewer threats to her life please haha

as for a favorite character... it's so hard to pick everyone is delightful especially the main few, but if i Had to narrow it down... charles or niko? UGH but i love crystal and edwin too 😭 girl this is impossible they're all so compelling

i don't think there have been any characters i particularly dislike, actually. the little girl with the jellyfish was a bit off-putting for some reason (something about the way she talked? idk man she just threw me off a little no idea why) and the cat king is on thin fucking ice depending on how he deals with rejection (my aro ass Cannot take people acting like they're entitled to someone's affection. he backed down on the sex thing so he's fine for now but i have my goddamn eyes on him)

OH WAIT CRYSTAL'S DEMON EX. nevermind fuck crystal's demon ex all my homies hate crystal's demon ex. girl imagine getting so upset about being dumped that you Steal Your Ex's Memories. could Not be me that's such a pathetic attempt to stay relevant in her life 😭

ANYWAY im having a good time!! i really enjoy this show haha, im excited to see where it goes from here. charles not having an afterlife assignment bc he never crossed over is really interesting, i'd love to learn more about his & edwin's pasts and how they ended up detective-ing together

[trips2saturn]

didn’t do last week’s but here it is: TOWL EPISODE 5 SPOILERS BELOW!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️‍🔥

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ANOTHER LEGENDARY EPISODE FOR THE TWD HISTORY BOOKS. can we get a round of applause please? 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 yes. great. perfect.

you already know what i’m about to scream about. THE RICHONNE PROPOSAL™️ HELLODHSJDHSKBDJSHSHSSBSBSJEISNS DID I NOT PREDICT IT YES OR NO. YES I DID!!!!! THE RING 😭😭😭 HIS SPEECH 😭😭😭 HIM GETTING ON ONE KNEE AND THEN SHE GETS ON HER KNEES TOO?!?1?2!$:)!/!:/& HER RESPONSE TOO?! SEDATE ME THIS IS ALL I’VE EVER WANTED. imagine thinking we haven’t won the damn lottery with this ship it’s neverrrr over for us i love them i love them so much they’re going home next episode, and we’re going to see the ring on her finger WATCH THIS SPACE ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹🥺😁

not even five minutes into the episode and i was being ambushed with both admiration and TORTUROUS PAIN. the cute little callback to 7x12 of them just being on the road, scavenging, surviving, and loving on each other was sooooo cute. rick kissing the back of mich’s hand. DOES THIS SHOW WANT ME TO DO SOMETHING VERY CATASTROPHIC BC I WILL.

BOOM. immediate anguish right after their cutie scene because what does rick do? OH RIGHT HE PULLS OUT THE PHONE OF CARL’S DRAWING AND STARES AT IT SOLEMNLY. CATASTROPHIC THOUGHTS ARE FORMING EXPONENTIALLY LITTLE TUMBLR PEOLLE 😭😭😭❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹😔😔😔😔 i can’t do this anymore no more please. i cried so hard last episode i’m tired brother

that brief scene of rick wanting to bring a gift home for rj. that’s his baby. michonne saying that he’s the brave man, and that just him coming home to them was enough. i need like three days to process this episode it was SOOOOO SOFT

“tasteful noods?” they’re idiots but they’re my idiots. i am also an idiot because just before she said that, i paused the show and read the truck and laughed out loud at the brand. i swear we’re so tethered. michonne and trips, sisters in another universe <3

im not going to sugarcoat anything. idgaf about jadis’s death. in fact, i am celebrating!!!!! will byers is NO MÁS good damn riddance.

ALSO HELLO GABRIEL? i was quite comforted to see a member of the group. those random meetups with haircut were interesting to say the least, especially the kiss because ummm was he not still dating rosita? idk idc i can’t keep up with the timelines anymore it’s not that serious unless it’s rick and michonne

also thank you GABRIEL for the wedding ring, and thanks jadis for giving it to rick. haircut was good for something in the end i guess. doesn’t matter what her ending was, i didn’t feel any reconciliation or compassion. she’s still a piece of shit who stole a great portion of rick’s life from himself and his entire family. burn in the hottest depths of hell. xo!

WAS THAT A PAINTING OF GLENN IN JADIS’S FLASHBACK? IF SO HOW AND WHY IM GENUINELY CONFUSED SOMEONE PLEASE REPLY OR DM ME ASAP

the callback to 6x10?!?!?? spearmint and baking soda?!?! I WAS IN LOVE WITH MY SONS BEST FRIEND!!!!!!!???????? danai and andy took the little richonne file in my brain and STUDIED it to make sure that they filmed every scene that i’ve ever wanted to happen to them. no source just trust me they did it

RICK GIVING MICH A BRAND NEW “M” NECKLACE OHHHHH 😔😔🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 THEYRE SO LOVEBUG. LIKE WOAH OKAY TROY AND GABRIELLA 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭❤️‍🩹 she deserves it so much! and then their kiss inside of the cabin afterwards, and them falling back onto the bed urgsjdvajdbabbs cutie pies!!!!!!!!!!!

every jadis scene pissed me off, so I won’t go into detail too much. you guys know how much i hate her. anyway, michonne using the axe to slice jadis like a cold cut… mother. love her. ALSO her rage when speaking about haircut too, yeah that was the perfect amount of dialogue that i wanted to see from her. her stealing rick’s time of seeing rj’s birth, first steps, etc. UGH. so excellent, you could feel her burning anger in her voice.

all of these callbacks throughout the episode but the best, most important and evident one was the mere fact that they’re a team again. kicking ass, and simply leading each other because that’s what they’re the best at. before any of their romance began, they were trusted confidants who worked so well side by side, and in this episode we got to see and feel the satisfaction and elation of having that back again!!!!!

i felt like i was at a drive thru restaurant ordering the entire episode. can i get some flirting, with a side of ass kicking, and ummm let me get a side of poetic, confessional yearning from rick grimes. yeah, that’ll be all.

rick telling gabriel that he wanted to marry michonne on the bridge. 🥺……. 😡 AND THEN EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT AFTERWARDS. IMAGINE THE WORLD IF JADIS NEVER KIDNAPPED HIM. THEY WOULD HAVE FOUND HIM EVENTUALLY LIKE HE WAS RIGHT UP THE STREET?? oof — i cannot. we waited so long to hear this admirable dialogue but at what cost. it’s so sad, but at least we’re here now as michonne would say!!!!!

okay. ❤️‍🩹 there’s still so much to unpack but that’s enough out of me for the moment. brain’s still scrambled eggs. last but not least, michonne grimes is the hottest character ever. THE BOXERS?! she looked fucking amazing in every single outfit. if i were rick, i’d be kissing every inch of her neck too HELLO

don’t forget to stream the ones who live episode FIVE 5️⃣ on amc+ and don’t forget to watch it tonight on amc’s channel at 9pm!!!! ❤️‍🔥 so stoked for episode 6. it’s going to be the best one ever. it’s so hard to rank them at this point and i don’t want to either. every episode is better than the last! REAL TELEVISION IS BACK. 🫶🏼❤️‍🔥

[n0bluev]

Kim dokja is the only character to consistently make me tear up (be it canon or a fanfic I AM WEAK)

Just mention something troubling him and ill be like 'noooooooooooooooOOOoo not again UEUEUEU' (knowing damn well this was what i was getting myself into from the start. Like please, kdj cannot have a break it, its as if its a part of his character to secretly be miserable while having everyone around him want nothing more than a genuine smile from him (and it is (basically texbook canon), really.))

Example: I've just read 10 long(ish? I like to read idk whats long anymore TT) chapters of yjh pov just hoping kdj would stop trying to shoulder everything alone, and would stop brushing away his care like it wasnt there.... Ending with yjh finally confronting him (basically in the form of a confession but yknow, theres more going on. it was kinda painful to watch, amen) and kdj just shuting him down like "youre mistaken about your feelings" AND LIKE. MANAGING TO SLIP OUT OF YKH'S LIFE IMMEDIATELY (he ran away #typical)

Now, i know damn well kdj has been hiding many things from yjh. Even yjh knows BUT I KNOW BETTER THAN YJH. BUT EVEN IF I KNOW BETTER, SINCE ITS YJH POV, IM AS IN THE DARK AS HE IS, SO. COOL. But i just know ill be able to fucking sympathise for the squid bastard because when have i ever been able to blame kdj for anything after learning about his side of things (bro is complicated in every universe, but i love him for it UGH)

All of this to say, when the author's note (after kdj fucking being dismissive and withdrawn and running away from #looove&peaace✌️) said "I can't wait to write KDJ's POV. If it crushes everyone, then it'll be a job well done," I GOT TEARY EYED JUST FROM ANTICIPATION. And i know from experience of reading (the)orv(™) and other fics that IF THIS IS WRITTEN WELL (and until now it's been written well enough to my liking /hopeful /pos), I WILL get all emotionnal really quickly and cry at the stupidest thing just because its kim dokja and he deserves the world.

So yeah, wish me luck 👍 (both so the fic keeps being good and for my poor soul..) ty

--- the fic !

(fic is 'Surely it Was Fate' by an [Anonymous] author on ao3. Its 800k+ words and I'm only 10/105 chapters through so I am reluctant to recommend it yet, but until now its been good so im crossing my fingers for the rest lol.)

[kaleidosouls]

random text post of day #

been watching creepcast more or less since the first/second episode and after latest i keep wanting to talk to ppl abt my thoughts and im tired of trying to engage with other youtube comments / i dont wanna keep bothering my spouse with this plus id want to talk to other ppl who are viewers but dhkdhfk im gonna rant behind the cut; tw animal death/violence, child abuse

gonna rant assuming readers is also a viewer cause too tired to explain, sorry. this is just “stuff id want to chat with fellow fans of the poscast but i dont have friends who watch it, and the youtube comments suck for the most part and id rather be turned inside out than login to reddit”, like i did end up using rhe comment section way toomuch already, jm tired and its like 3% normal ppl and 97% dicks and assholes with bully disorder

like it was a big enlightening to just properly label things last night at last and process the feelings and situation. this is jsut a podcast with isaiah bullying his cohost hunter (“as a joke”) and the fans at large are people who enjoying bullying snd find it funny, and try to bully commenters who disrupt their “fun”, trting to discret and demean them as friendless parasocial losers for not playing along the theater of mockery and treating it as socially acceptable.

like its one thing to tease between friends and make dark jokes, its another thing to repeatedly, insistently, laugh at your friend for being traumatized as a child by violent animal death? like. its like i get that initially he was just really baffled at the event like haha oh my god did that happened thats so fucked up (which is annoyingly normie in its own way like yeah dude, none of us have control over fucked up shit happening to us as children, like he makes such a spectacle about it like its this earth shattering thing). like its tragic and a big deal but like wrt trauma its usually safe to be on the level that the person with the trauma is setting, if theyre talkinf about it really intensely it makes sense to match up to that tone or lower. instead hunter is trting to move on while isaiah is just obsessed fascinated with it like its fiction almsot. idk just . uggghhhhhhh

i could kust make a collage fo commwnts that made me like lose hope for humanity each time but i dontw anna dwell on annoying bullshit and commit it more to memory. like people are jusr… like there is some dark humor inherent to like calljng your mom as an adult on your show to have her back you up only for it to turn out it was way worse, but like the way isaiah kept laughing about it for so long.. like hecan laugh and joke like that at his Own traumas if he has them. just. idk. tgisn podcast like just. ugh its making me irritated tot hink abt explaining whats happening in it to people like go watch it with adblock on, im gonnaskip explainjng more and jsut say some feelings to the void that id rather like scream at someone about. i was gonna say scream at assholes in the commmebts but i actually want their internet connection destroted and for them to be forced to dismantle their phones and pcs and set them on fire so they can never speak again.

isaiah is coming off like such a monster. like, “””as a joke””” acting like an asshole is still acting like an asshole, i dont care anymore that hes actually probably rly well intentioned and ncie bc he jsut needs to stop being fucking rancid and a shitty cohost and friend. an honestly i cant even believe the “hes actually nice” shit anymore. starting tj feel hes been an ashsole all along and just pretends to be a good guy. like he takes too much joy out of excessive bullying to be a good person. like genuine just bullying, with no consequences. ppl are like “oh hunters fine with it bc hes putting up with it” like as if every single person alive Never has to put up and laugh along shit that bothers them. specially on what is essentially their Job. hunter barely appears comfortable and he does not dish back nearly as viciously- and we jnow hes capable of rly dark humor and banter too, on his own channel tje vibe is completely different but he has none or that edge with isaiah. while isaiah is literally like i wnan dox you please fans m*lest hunter in the meet and greet, i want this guy dead; isaiah literlaly makea such a huge deal every time hunter had a disagreeing opinion irs clear hes started to just not weight in when he doesnt like something, itd be one thing to make these super intense mean comments if hunter did them back but every time isaiah would not take or tolerate it when it was towards himself,; and honestly all of the stuff before had been like accumulating to be pretty bad but rhe latest ep with the dog story eallyi guess like crosses a line of like, this is just genuinely wrong and i dont care how mcuh the comments say its ‘parasocial’to have basic human empathy! youre watchint a guy talk abt having the family dog shot in the back of the head in front of him by his grandfather, only to then find out on air feom his mother the shooting had been intentional and his grandfatehr was actuallt a monster instead of a disabled man traumatizinf you by accident. like the ironic tragedy of him calling his mom to back him up on that ‘its not a big deal’ only for her to contradict him is funny on a cosmic sense, but like it is iust. not that funny dude. like isaiah kept bursting into laughter just thinking about it. oh is it too absurd for you to take seriously? do yoh just not give a fuck about how tour friend might feel? dude didnt even fucking ask. he didnt eveb show a sliver of care , sympathy empathy anything. he literally says “ill never let you live this down”. LIVE WHAT DOWN???? having his grandfather intentionally shoot his dog in front of him as a 7 year old child? like what the actual fuck is wrong with him??!! have like even a shred of respect for your cohost, like its all ‘as a joke’ but if you consistently ‘as a joke’ act like a cruel manipulative bullying person, im just gonna choose to believe youre actually just that person using “humor” as a shield to excuse your behavior.

like wtf. i was actually a fan of isaiahs chanel first and i didnt rly vibe with hunter that much and i wouldnt have expected, bc i woildnt enjoy watching an asshole, that isaiah wouldve turned out to be such a self centered horrible person. like its all funny TO HIM, i dont get the sense its enjoyable at all to be in that room when isaiah is getting all giddy and having a kick out of treating hunter like a punching back. yeah he probably doesnt mean to be actually hurtful but it doesnt look like the thought even crosses his satan spawn eyes that someone could have a different reaction than the one he was intends there to be. like i dont know hunter and idk if id even like him if i talked to him in person but it sucks qnr is horrible to watch anyone be treated that way consistently. like i wish creepcaet juet actually ended or isaiah learned how to not be shitty. i dont care if its not in his nature to not be awful he should just try to pretend to be a decent person for once. like i feel bad for hunter becuase it comes across like hes more stuck in the podcast than enjoying it and i empathise with struggling to leave “friends” who treat you like shit. and its like work too, i have no idea how much of a monetary and reputation loss it would be to leave. ppl are like “theyre adults they surely worked within themselves” yeah bc no adult ever has struggled or been stuck in a situation thats hard to get out of. honestly like yeah this is just a shitty podcast with shitty fans who just enjoy watching a bigger guy get bullied for no reason because they are probably mostly awful bullies in their own lives too hurting the people around them and i dont need to convern myself over what people who get a kick out of hurting others think.

i guess obligatory like. insane and unwarranted comment to the hosts bc no one is readingnthis let alone either of them but its like what if they read it and like felt x or y way in reaction. maube writing this will give me some semblance of peace

@ hunter: you seem cool and youre a really talented artist and naturally funny on camera/audio. i relate to having memories from childhood warped like that, and im sure/i would imagine that was the story told because it was far from the actual worst one. i think you deserve to respect yourself more, im sure being bullied is no skin of your back, im fat and ive been derided bc of it my whole life, from since i was 70kg and im 100kg now. its smth you get used to and it feels like not a big deal but on a fundamental level i thibk everyone deserves to respect themselves at least enough to not let friends treat you like shit to this extent. like i know banter and teasing is normal, butlike. its so excessive dude. it comes across like youre just stuck there and idk your financials and maybe you coulr be, ive heard of stories like that wrt youtube projects, and subversive animations arent loved by youtube’s revenue. heavy condolences if this turns out to be the case and hoping things can change. im sure it would be hard to quit anyway bc ppl would make such a big deal abt it. but if you are free to leave at anytime and you have freedom and are safe with isaiah,thank god thats great, get the FUCK out of there or get isaiah to stop treatiny you like shit cause you deserve better. if somehow you iust love beint berated like that i guess like each to his own too, i just hope youre doing ok juwt oj the basis of beint a fellow human being who appears to be in a legitimately shitty situation. if you are ajd im insane, thats fine too, id rather be insane than someone be suffering.

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@ isaiah: i really liked your youtube vids. you seemed like a decent enougu guy. ofc like i dont actualyl Know either of tou, injust am human and relating on basic emotional levels based on the behavior you choose to display online. man. what the hell is wrong with you? if i expected you to actually read this i would be more polite but i dont expect a single soul to read this, really. like, man… i want to believe theres capacity of good and kindness in every person so surely you must have it, and if you do.. why are you acting like that. is being mean That funny? i love dark humor but ive never taken joy out of actively bullying people so i cant really relate but like, surely you can find otuer ways to have fun with your friend? im sure you think its all fine bc hunter wont throw a tantrum like you do but some people are actually way more inwards with their emotions and like you coild try to be a little more interested in how someone else feels when you bully them. “as a joke”. like maybe its not as funny as you think itnis, or they migut not be enjoying it like you do. i know its hard to stop when you want to talk but please try to stop interrupting hunter repeatedly after you clewrly mustve heard him adter the call delay? honestly, i thought you were a fine guy but now its like maybe youre just on a power trip, havint someone hostage to validate your opinions on horror and to bully for fun who wont talk back to you in a way thats actually challenging. since you love the sounf of your own voice so much you could do a solo podcast, you dont need hunter to be there as a punching bag in order to make a podcast. if you lvoe and care about hunter as a friend sincerely and iust have been totally by accident actint like a major piece of shit, id like want to hope for you to improve as a person in how you act and id want to believe thats very possible, but episode after episode its just.. like i dont give a shit abt dark mean humor i dont care if you call us in the audience pieces of shit or freaks or whatever, we’re not there talking to you, but hunter Is hearing what youre saying and is actually there.like id say for a christian you are extremely cruel but that is just ao on brand for open christians to behave that way that i honestly wanted to believe you would subvert that expectation, but it seems i was wrong. you know like i dont get this being mean as a joke thinf and neber have, i would say if hunter died tomorrow would you not have rather spent time with him in a positive way where he was loved instead of berated, but youd most likely “joke” that youre glad hes dead and that you didnt bully him enough. im not christian and i dont believe in heaven or hell but i know for you that youre most likely not seeing the pearly gates until you learn to pretend to be a good person to your friends. its probably not even smth you genuinely want to do or care to do but you could make that sacrifice of being nicer so the world is a better place while it has to have you here.

big sigh this isjsut hggggghhhhhh like a shame bc i love horror and i had enjoyed isaiahs youtube vids but , man this is such a disappointment. obviously i dont rly wana watch the podcast anymore butni like hunter reading and his voice and i would just hope for the best for him going forward, and the insane in my brain is like i gotta check it out maybe isaiah apologizes and acts like normal and nice without being rancid for once. even tho i know that wont be true bc it hasnt been for weeks since i started watching, i guess ill tune in for the next and if he foesnt shape up i’ll quit it. find a diff horror podcast or smth. makes me sad imagining hunter stuck in there. kike idk if hes even a good person like hes edgy on his own channel too but in general like he comes across like isaiah used to , lile someone who just seems fine and i havent heard anything saying theres smth horribly wrong with him. just on a basic human level it sucks to see people struggle and suffer. speciallt when its situations i relate and have been to. its been at least (uhh math…) damn 10 years or smth since an event that really stuck with me, where i was kust telling soem school friend abt my life at home bc we were just talking, and i relayed one of the ways my parents would beat me and how i was so scary, and she burst our cackling in my face. its a feeling that took a long time to stop having it sting in my head. she wasnt intending to laugh At me, or bc she thought beating children was genuinely good or funny, but to her the situation was so absurd it was funny. i can understand that on a detached level like if it wasnt real there would be some comedy timing to it. but instead i iust felt like a joke. like i was stupid, like it was this really funny ass thing, and i tried to play along, and it was like the fear trauma and pain that resulted from those events was a joke too. like i was stupid for having my life warped ny the abuse and it affecting me, because it was just so absurd and funny! like damn, i shouldve been abused as a child in a less absurd and funny way so people wouldnt mock me to my face about it. i guess i deserve it and its natural to be treated this way. until i met someoje who actually respected and gave a fuck about me and wouldnt make me feel that way i thoight it was normal and like i was fine with it too. i used to get bullied communally by my entire classroom for half of middle school and i thought those people were called friends too because id never been treated any better by anyone.

hgggghj i think its helped a bit to get it off my chest, maybe. man this sucks. i wish people would iust be nicer to eachother. life is so short, and some people cant even have the courtesy to not be tormented by people they call friends

[lilioopdf]

no cz i felt so bad and sad for paul watching the sp austria podium !! i literally wanted to bawl my eyes out cz he looked so :/ seeing prema. i feel like i watched him relive the fact that hes no longer part of their team after being a prema boy for SO LONG! and the way he was dropped by merc and prema was so painful js ugh, obviously he was happy to score another podium but idk that ceremony js looked so painful and the way he didnt smile as much watching them or like didnt take a picture w js him and ollie and the awkwardness of the final podium photo on the top step w the engineer its js- omg- cz im sure he knows all of them very well and to all of a sudden no be part of that anymore must be in the very least super sad and bittersweet no im so glad to finalky let this out to someone it’s literally SO PAINFUL TO THINK ABOUT OMFG ! like im sure hes happy where he is now but idk bro that podium for him js looked so off esp w prema celebrating and he kinda just 🧍 wtv im gonna stop this is so long now LMAO

WE LOVE YOU PAUL CONTINUE PROVING MERC AND PREMA WRONG AND LETS GET THAT F1 SEAT (i beg)

bro omg right like i actually never really thought about it until that moment in the chasing the dream ep where the camera zoomed into ollie’s face and then back at rene looking up all emotional and proud and meaningful and then like i thought about paul who was also up there on the podium and i wondered like… did he ever accidentally glance at rene then? for a moment, did he think he was back at prema? that rene’s proud look was for him, instead of ollie? it must’ve happened, right? and all i could hear in my head during that moment was that mitski song tbh, you know the one that goes, “tell your baby, that i’m your baby”

THERES A TIKTOK TREND ABOUT THIS TOO!! about parents forgetting to treat the oldest child like their child too and like idk if my info is right but im pretty sure paul joined prema before ollie did… and paul is older too, isn’t he? so like 😕😕😕😕😕

and during the press conference afterwards ollie did say “yeah he’s (paul) gonna win the championship and he doesn’t even care!” in a very lighthearted tone and paul did smile and laugh a little but like 😕😕

maybe paul did want this at first. i think he really did want to outshine everyone, to beat everyone, especially prema, for dropping him, maybe kimi too, for having the two things he wanted— an F2 seat with prema and to be a part of the merc junior academy.

he got it though, didn’t he? he’s now leading the championship, breaking records for the longest held podium streak in F2, and he’s so well known and so far ahead of prema and ollie and kimi… but i can’t help but think that despite all this, he’s not genuinely happy, and probably never will be, because of the hurt and betrayal he faced from BOTH merc and prema within the same year.

like i think it’s a wound that’s def not very easy to work through, and i think despite everything that he has going on for him right now (all his accomplishments and such) he’s still having to deal with a bit of an inferiority complex yk? because like no matter how hard he tries he just wasn’t the priority, or the favourite (and i might just be forcing this image onto him based on my personal biases but still 😭😭)

and you bringing up that picture with that engineer genuinely almost made me cry because i never even thought about that and now ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

i wonder how he’s doing after the ollie to haas news though, he probably needs a hug and a break and some favouritism from the higher ups to get through this rn 😕😕

[cryleforhelp]

do you have any k2 fanfic recommendations??

HI ANO N Very honored u came to me for this lol i'm also going to be including fic recs my friends gave to me because i haven't been reading (ive been busy lately!) fic recs below the cut!

Mysterion Begins | K2/Kysterion | T | TW: None author: indirectkissesiniceland I'm still reading this! The chapters feel short but the pacing + story is so good. Kenny and Kyle's relationship in here is sooo ;;_;; it's so soft to me and I'm such a sucker for pining.

SUMMARY: Four years of college didn't get Kyle any closer to figuring out what he wants to do with his life, but his friend Jimmy pulls through for him with an opening in the newspaper office where he works. Newbies have never been known to get glamorous work, of course, and Kyle's first assignment proves it: a filler piece on a costumed vigilante calling himself "Mysterion." When a dangerous situation brings him face-to-face with the hero himself, however, Kyle—and the growing number of readers his articles on the friendly neighborhood superhero bring in—seeks the answer to a question that burns within him: Who is Mysterion? it's three am, i hope you're home | K2/Kysterion | T | TW: None author: JuniperTrees AGH.. SORRY I'M A SUCKER FOR KYSTERION. THIS ONE WAS VERY GOOD, I want to tell you my favorite part but I don't want to spoil it for you!! I think when you read it, you'll know which part it is (hint: it's near the end. LMFAO) SUMMARY: Kyle knows what he wants, but Mysterion keeps climbing in through his window. back to december | K2 | T | TW: None author: JuniperTrees AJGSKLKJHFG9AOJLGKHSHSJODGDKLHJSAGNBLDKFSHJSJGISLKBMSDHJSOIGKLSAGJNASKHSAJSGJSALDK TTHE Y FALL IN LOVE. AND THEY GROW OLD. AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. One of my favorite fics, I just really love seeing K2 grow up together and the way the author wrote it was phenomenal. SUMMARY: Kenny has always been involved with Kyle’s holiday celebrations in one way or another. Take Me High and I'll Sing | K2/Kysterion | E | TW: domestic violence, smut author: Courtanie sorry for being kysterion trash i didnt mean it. i actually really enjoyed this fic, i think the author did a great job on portraying kyle's character when it comes to him being concerned about kenny being mysterion (idk if that makes sense). it gave me a rollercoaster of feeLS and ugh... its... its soft. im so bad at giving opinions im sorry LMFAO SUMMARY: For far too many years Kyle has watched Kenny slipping in and out of his heroic persona, wondering each night if it would be their last together. But when it's his needs stacked against the safety of the rest of their town, finding common ground is far more difficult than either of them could have accounted for. Lionheart | K2, Creek | T | TW: None author: indirectkissesiniceland i haven't read this one, yet! though, my good friends recommended it twice AND it's by indi so i trust that this is v v v v good :) SUMMARY: For far too many years Kyle has watched Kenny slipping in and out of his heroic persona, wondering each night if it would be their last together. But when it's his needs stacked against the safety of the rest of their town, finding common ground is far more difficult than either of them could have accounted for.

Ok, Cupid It Isn't Funny Anymore | K2 | T | TW: None author: Courtanie this one is my favorite because i love the oblivious pining and k2 being the dumbest people on planet earth when it comes to each other. stan is so sick of their bullshit here KLJDSGLKSGJSDFLKJ SUMMARY: Years of sabotaging one another's dates and dancing around feelings have led Kenny and Kyle to fall into states of pitiable loneliness. Living under the same roof sure doesn't help the situation, but some vodka might. Playback | K2 | T | TW: None author: Corrupted_Quiet i love britney spears ok and kenny here loves her too. this is one of my favorite fics !! i hope you like it as much as i did too, i thought it was really cute and the way author uses music here is fun! SUMMARY: Kenny's always listened pop music, with its bumping beats, simple lyrics, and easiness at capturing the complexities of love. Sometimes he feels himself in those songs, especially when pining over Kyle Broflovski. No one else knows that part, though, secret kept between himself and his playlist of Britney songs. But one day, his music decides to stop playing quietly, and start blasting out of his head. Oh, baby, baby, how was he supposed to know?

Daywalkerpox | K2/Kysterion (Side Stendy & Creek) | E | TW: sexual content author: Zormikea THIS WAS THE FIC THAT MADE ME SHIP K2 EVEN FURTHER. I have to reread this fic because it's been a while but oh my god i could not stop reading it when i first saw it.. SUMMARY: It’s not love. It’s not affection. It must be a disease, then.

Kyle wonders if it’s curable. Kenny knows it isn’t. Peering Through Windows | K2, Cryle (Side Stendy) | E | TW: graphic depictions of violence, non-con, major character death, sexual content author: jwink85 PLEASE be super cautious going into this fic as it does include a lot of heavy topics and depictions of said warnings listed above. that being said, this was one of the first fics that i read coming back to the fandom (i found it through the animatic based off this fic LOL). personally i like it, i really enjoy the author's storytelling here and how she takes care of certain events happening in the fic. i get that this might not be everyone's cup of tea though! please note that craig here plays a heavy villain in this story and kyle is the victim of the villain in this story, so if they're one of your favorite characters and you don't want to see them this way i think it's best to avoid this one! SUMMARY: Kyle was so in love with the good doctor until he revealed himself to be a monster...by then, it was too late. Fell In Love with a Dead Boy | K2 | T | TW: None (character death but it's kenny's) author: spirograph I NEVER READ THIS ONE!! BUT MY FRIEND SAID THIS AS A RECOMMENDATION SO I'm going to put this down here for you! I hope you like it, anon! SUMMARY: In the 3rd grade Kenny dies for the first time. OKAY, I'll stop here. Let me know what you think when you read some of these, anon!!!!! if i had to suggest what to start off with first i'd suggest mysterion begins and/or daywalkerpox!!!!! two very very very good fics!!!!!!!! if i have anymore in mind, i'll reblog this with add ons!!!!!!!!!!! :DDD @herbietales and @allymumu helped me out with fic recs so if needed, you can ask them too!! <333

[crguang]

What the fuck that Kafka fic was so good and all of you are insane for making it, for me kafka is like all abt the yearning, she distances herself from relationships so if someone liked her she’d be very distant and vice versa, she wants to feel the one thing she can’t, and she plays an instrument and music is pretty connected w emotions and like communicating them even though she intelectulizes (? idk how to spell rn) a ton of her emotions I just ugh. Just like Kafka thinking abt r everytime she plays, her being unsatisfied w all other accompaniment, like i needed a warning or smth Also I’m finally writing the uni au like i might make a side blog or smth to post it on here, but I need the escapism rn, it’s been awful this week, like the election, genuinely what the fuck, and I’m stuck in America bc I have uni and ppl are being extra racist to me like it’s suddenly okay? And even though I just finished midterms I actually only have like a month until finals? anw sorry for venting but um am i allowed to yap abt arcane s2 on here, i mean a ton of it is me hating on Caitlyn. -🌠

youre so right about her distancing herself when she realizes she’s getting too involved thats why im obsessed with the idea of her learning that defence mechanism in response to getting hurt when she was younger, paired with her need to be great and not allowing herself too many distractions + the competitive field of classical music and the whole “distant bitchy perfectionist” persona protecting her from that as well… it all connects very well i think thats why i love this AU so bad😭 kafka communicating through music but that doesn’t mean everyone will understand what shes trying to convey, and at the same time it gets her closer to her goals and the life she wants to live so its two birds, one stone. she thinks she needs R to be the best because playing alone has left a void she can’t fill with other accomps when really that void is there because she never mourned life separating them. you know how the more you try to ignore something or restrict yourself from something, the more it obsesses you? that’s her. so successful yet so unfulfilled ugh

i’m so happy you’re writing especially since things are shit right now, having an escape is important so im glad you can forget about stuff at least for a while. i also hope you’re safe and surrounded by good people because a ton of hatred and racism, xenophobia, transphobia and misogyny has reemerged after the election results and it’s so disgusting to see. this is what trump stands for and this is why he couldn’t win, i fr cant believe he did again. i hope he croaks before january. i’m sorry you’re going through it with uni as well, i know how exhausting the month of november is for college students, hoping the rest of the semester goes by fast because i can’t do it anymore either, man.

you can yap about arcane s2 now that i’ve watched the episodes, especially if its cait hate lol this is a safe space i do not like that girl!!!

[carygrantsbeard]

s4... tell me your buffy thoughts thus far!

Hiii sorry im responding a bit late i just wanted to properly answer!!

Okay SO! I’m really enjoying the new dynamics I haven’t watched in a few weeks so I’m still in the middle of the season but I’m really liking it so far esp the way they all have to navigate their new roles with each other especially the Scooby gang now that they’re not with each other all the time. I’m liking what they’re doing with the organization and obviously I can tell it’s gonna go wrong it’s just really nice to see it creep up. It makes me sad because I know Buffy’s probably really happy she gets to have more support from people who are actually trained (no offense to the Scooby gang) and who really really appreciate all her abilities it’s like not only does she kind of belong bc she doesn’t have to hide what she does but she’s admired and they want more from her!! Again it’s gonna go awry soon I’m scared she’s gonna be heartbroken 💔

I think the show’s doing well to fill the gap Angel left, it feels very different but not bad. I do miss Angel and Cordelia a lot I really thought he would be in the show way longer. Idk how unpopular of an opinion this is but I don’t care much for Anya, sorry women 😔 I know she’s meant to be funny but she’s not Cordelia-funny like her quips just never make me laugh… and on paper I’d be into her relationship with Xander but it’s just not clicking for me and I wish they’d have more going on for him…and for Giles. But I guess that’s where their characters are in their development they have to find their own roles.

Considering how many of the characters aren’t there anymore I think it’s still rlly good bc a show can get really bad when that happens but I like the transition. And I love how they’re incorporating more spike but I’ll miss him interacting with Angel. And I miss Faith SO MUCH she’s my favorite character. I guess some people think angel is boring but his trauma is such a never ending source like things always come back to him no matter good he tries to get, idk he just makes any interaction with other characters so good. My favorites were of him with Faith ugh…💔

Im just wondering how they’re going to treat this plot esp with the next seasons bc shows tend to try to find higher and higher stakes and it ends up not being very much about the characters anymore so I hope it won’t fall into that. I’m enjoying Buffy getting to be hopeful with Riley and thinking she could have a life where she doesn’t need to hide who she is but at the same time won’t need to lose her humanity but us as viewers can obviously feel all the upcoming downfall. Like at least with Angel she knew what he was and that it’d be impossible in the long run but now she’s not guarded at all so it’s like knowing a train wreck is coming…all in all I don’t think I’m regretting the hs part of the show but it’s more the characters I miss!

[jungkooksfallenangel]

did that hurt? | jjk

pairing: non-idol jk x female reader

genre: fluff, angst

synopsis: Jungkook never thought you being cornered by a drunk guy in a bar would give him an opening to finally let you know how he feels about you at 2am.

word count: 4K

warnings: Drunk guy being creepy but nothing graphic. Someone gets punched and someone gets slapped in the face but nothing graphic.

a/n: Hello! This is my first jk fic and im really excited about it! If you know me from my other blog thank you for following me here to support me. If you are new to me, hello! As an army I obviously feel very inspired by our favorite 7 boys so I’m super happy to have finally made this account after debating it for a while. I hope you like it! This a lot longer than I thought it would be so im sorry about that! Idk if longer ones are annoying or not.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us? It could be fun.” you look up from your book, meeting big brown bunny eyes looking at you. 

“I appreciate the invitation Jungkook, but I don’t think so.” 

He takes a seat on your bed next to you, letting out a little huff. “Come on y/n, you should get out and have some fun more often,” he pouts,  “you read too much.” he says as he takes the book out of your hand, folding the page you are on and tossing the book on your bed somewhere out of your reach.

You sit up, whining “Hey, I was reading that!” 

“Not anymore!” he laughs, “Come on, Tae said he will pick your outfit and everything!” he says pulling at your wrist, trying to drag you out of bed without dislocating your arm.  

“Jungkook…” 

 “I promise I will make sure you have a good time. We are just going to go for a little while and no one is gonna be getting super drunk or anything. Just to get out and take a break from work to listen to some music.” You give him a ‘seriously?’ look, “I will buy you all the bar french fries you want.”

You give him a questioning look, “Really?”

He flashes that bunny smile, he's got you, “I promise.”

“Ugh…” you groan, “Fine. Fine, I'll go!”

“Yay!” he says yanking you towards him, throwing you over his shoulder carrying you to the living room.

“JUNGKOOK PUT ME DOWN!” You yell, laughing and punching his back as you both make your way to the living room.

He laughs with you, “Your punches are getting better, they almost hurt! You are really improving!”

“Jungkook, why are you torturing her?" You hear Namjoon ask from the armchair in the corner of the living room.

“She said she will go with us!” Jungkook happily states, ignoring Namjoon, carefully setting you down on the couch between Jimin and Tae as he goes to sit on the floor on the other side of the coffee table.

“Thank goodness, Jimin said he would cry if you didn’t come with us.” 

“Shut up Tae, I wasn’t going to cry.” Jimin argues as he pulls you in for a hug, pulling you away from Tae, “Don’t lie to her.”

“What? I am not lying. I literally heard you tell Hobi if she doesnt come and have fun you will cry!”

“Do you wanna die?” Jimin says to Tae with a straight face. 

You put your arms around Jimin, giggling at their bickering. 

“Okay, that is enough from you two.” Jin speaks up as he walks in from the kitchen. 

You finally speak up, “Where are Yoongi and Hobi?”

“Hobi went to pry Yoongi away from work. As expected, it's taking a while.” Namjoon says. 

You feel Tae tap your shoulder, you turn to look at him “Did Jungkook tell you I would pick your outfit?” 

“Yes he did.” Tae smiles at your answer, “My closet is yours.” you say, watching his eyes light up. 

“You won’t regret it, I'm sure of it.” he says very seriously, before he gets up and hastily makes his way to your room.

As he leaves Yoongi and Hobi enter the living room, “Did anyone make coffee?” Yoongi asks.

“It's 9pm.” Jin deadpans. 

“Okay? Did anyone make any?” he asks again.

Jin matches his attitude, “No.” 

Hobi interjects, “We are going out, you can have a beer. That will wake you up.” 

Yoongi just groans, taking Tae’s seat on the couch. 

“What time are we going?” You ask.

“I was thinking in an hour.” Jungkook answers.

You detangle yourself from Jimin, which he pouts at, before making your way to your room to see if Tae has made progress with your outfit. Jungkook follows after you.

“Did you pick anything Tae?” you ask.

He peeks his head out of your closet with a big smile, “Yes, and I think you are going to love it! What am I saying? Of course you will.” he walks over and places the clothes on your bed, leaving quickly to let you change. 

Jungkook walks over to the bed, looking at what Tae has picked, lingering for a moment.

“Jungkook?” 

“Hm?” 

“What are you doing?” you laugh.

He looks confused, “What do you mean? I'm not doing anything?” 

“I need to change.”

You watch the light go on in his head, “Oh! Oh, sorry…I should get changed too.” He stumbles towards your bedroom door, but before he shuts it he turns back, “You better not take too long, or sneak out to avoid going!”

You say nothing, just grab a throw pillow from your bed, throwing it at Jungkook. He manages to catch the pillow, throwing it onto your floor, laughing as he shuts your door.

****

“Is everyone ready to go?” You hear Namjoon ask as you walk down the hall approaching the living room. 

When you round the corner, Tae excitedly runs over to you. He grabs your hands, lifting them so he can see how the outfit looks, “See? Am I good or what?” he says proudly, making everyone else turn to look at you as they are all putting their coats on. 

Tae lets your hands drop to your sides, “Give us a spin!”

“Taeeeee!” you groan, a little embarrassed by the request.

“Oh come on! We have to admire the outfit entirely! Come on….” he trails off as he grabs your right hand, pushing on your left shoulder to initiate a spin.

You groan again, just doing it knowing he wont let it go, “I hate you.”

“See? Was that so difficult?” Tae asks with a teasing smirk, making all the boys chuckle.

“Yes, yes it was extremely difficult.” You say as you rip your hand from his, making the boys laugh even harder at Tae’s shocked and dramatic face. 

Jungkook makes his way over to you, handing you your jacket, helping you put it on. He is amused at your disgruntled expression, “You do look beautiful…” he says as he turns you to face him, your eyes wide in reaction to the compliment “So don’t be too harsh on him. Ok?” 

You look at him for a moment, letting out a huff, “Fine.” making him smile. “I'm ready to go and get french fries.”

“Good, let's go then. Get this over with.” Yoongi speaks up impatiently. 

“Don’t act like you don’t like drinking Yoongi.” J-Hope says, making Yoongi scoff.

“I do like drinking, I just would prefer to drink at home. Instead of being in charge of watching all of you.”

“You don't have to watch anyone because no one is getting out of control tonight, it's a low key kinda night.” Namjoon assures him. 

“That means you Tae.” Jin says, looking Tae in the eyes with a stern look.

“Yeah, Tae!” Jimin agrees, “I don’t wanna have to carry you out this time.” 

“Why do I feel like I'm just being targeted tonight? This is ridiculous.” he mumbles as he buttons up his coat, as you head out the door.

****

You are all sitting in a big booth, it's been about two hours since you got here and everyone is just relaxing, listening to the music and drinking their drinks.

You are sitting between Jimin and Jungkook, on your third order of fries. You are just thumb wrestling with Jimin when you feel Jungkook scoot closer to you. You look at him for a second out of the corner of your eye, seeing his eyes are not on you so you chose to just ignore it. 

After a few more minutes he slings his arm over the back of the booth, tucking you into his side, “Jungkook are you ok?” 

His eyes move away from his target to turn to look at you, you see him chewing on the inside of his cheek, “Yeah, im fine.” 

You raise your brow, “Are you sure?”  his eyes return to where they were looking, you feel his body tense.

“It's just…” he starts, turning back to you, “This guy has been looking at you the whole  time, ok? It's giving me the creeps.”

You feel your heart squeeze at his words, “I appreciate that Jungkook, but you do know I'm capable of rejecting someone right?”

His eyes widened, “Yes of course! I didn't mean that you couldn't! I just thought–”

“Jungkook!” You interrupt, “It's okay I'm not mad. I just don’t want you to feel like you need to protect me all the time.”

He smiles sheepishly, “I promised I would make sure you have a good time! That includes scaring off guys.”

“I am having a good time, Don’t worry. You kept your promise.” You say smiling, grabbing another french fry to prove your point, but before you could put it in your mouth Jungkook grabs it with his teeth, snatching it out of your hand.

“Hey!” you shriek, while Jungkook dies laughing, “That's it! You broke your promise! I am no longer having a good time.” You say as you get up to leave the table.

“No, Don’t go, I'm sorry I couldn't help myself.” he says through his laughing,  grabbing your wrist gently, “I'll buy you more!”

“I'm not leaving, I have to use the restroom.”

“Do you want me to go with you?”

“No it's okay I won't be long. Be right back.”

He nods, letting go of your wrist. You make your way towards the bathroom, which is at the end of a hallway around the corner from the main bar area. You go in, thankfully it's not crowded so you don't have to wait. When you exit the bathroom you look down for a second to check your outfit, you feel someone approaching you.

“Hi.” he says.

“Hi.” you say politely, moving to step around him to walk away. He moves in front of you again, blocking your path, swaying a little.

“Y-you are very p-pretty.” he says slurring his words, clearly he is drunk.

You smile again, trying to be nice. “Thank you.” 

He looks at you for a minute, not saying anything. You use this time to step around him again, another attempt to leave.

He grabs your arm pulling you back, “W-where are y-you going?”

You tug at your arm, trying to free it, “Back to my friends, 7 of them.” he just stares at you, “let go of my arm. Please”

Instead of saying anything, he grabs your other arm and pushes you back against the nearest wall, “I d-don’t want you t-to l-leave.”

You take a breath, trying to be logical, trying not to panic. “Look I'm sorry, I'm not interested.” 

His grip tightens on your arms, holding you there. Again, not saying anything, just eyeing you.

“I will punch you.” you say,  your best to sound confident, “If you don’t let me go in three seconds I will punch you.” you warn.

You count in your head, 

One. still not moving.

Two. He begins to lean in closer.

Three.

You knee him between the legs, pulling your fist back, letting it go hitting him in the face.

“OW!” you say grabbing your hand, not realizing how much hitting someone's face would hurt. 

You expected him to give up and walk away. What you didn’t expect was an open palm coming in contact with your cheek. 

****

JUNGKOOK’S POV

"She has been gone a while. I Wonder if maybe there was a line in the restroom", I think to myself, knowing girls' bathrooms sometimes have that issue. I look down at my phone again to check how much time has passed.

“Jungkook, why do you keep checking your phone?” Jin asks, making everyone look at me.

“Don’t you think y/n has been gone too long? She said she wouldn't take long.” I ask.

“There was probably a line.” Yoongi offers, but It doesn't make me feel any better.

My eyes turn towards the restrooms, waiting for her to appear from around the corner…until I notice something out of the corner of my eye. The guy that had been staring at her isn't at his table anymore. I scan the room, looking to find the guy, thinking he just got up to get another drink or something. I don't see him anywhere. Something doesn't feel right. I shoot up from my seat, starting to panic, “Jungkook, what's wrong?” I hear Namjoon ask, but before I can answer Im running towards the hallway she disappeared into. 

I hope my instincts are wrong, I really do. I hear a sound echo through the hallway as I round the corner, and then I see her on the ground, holding her cheek. The rest of the boys soon appear behind me with shocked and angry looks on their faces.

My vision goes red, I run over to the guy grabbing him by the shirt and throwing him against the opposite wall, causing the man to hit it and fall down, yelling in pain. I so badly want to beat the hell out of him, but I know that if I start I won't be able to stop and I will kill him, and she doesn’t need to see that. Y/n is my first priority. 

I make my way to her, kneeling down so she can see my face clearly, to know she is safe now. “Are you okay?” 

She looks up at me with angry, tear filled eyes and my heart shatters. I immediately pull her into me, wrapping my arms around her protectively, trying to shield her from all the prying eyes that have gathered at all the commotion. I hear Namjooon talking to security behind me as security grabs the man, taking him outside to get him out and away from her. 

Jin approaches, penetrating the little bubble I created as he kneels down next to us, “Do you want them to call the police? Press charges?” He asks her.

I look down at her, her head nuzzled in my chest, nodding no. I make eye contact with Jin for a second before Jin speaks to her again, “Are you sure y/n?”

She nods yes. 

“Do you wanna go home?” I ask her gently, feeling her nod yes again. “Okay, let's go home.” I turn to jimin, “Do you have her coat and bag?” Jimin nods, hastily making his way over to us.

“I'm gonna help you stand up, ok?” I grab her arms, helping her to her feet, holding on to her when I notice her legs are a little shaky. 

Jimin gives me her bag, I sling it over my arm so I can help Jimin slide her arms into the jacket before zipping it up for her.

“Yoongi and Hobi went to bring the cars around.” I hear Tae say.

I nod, going to start walking, noticing she isn't moving, “Y/n?” I ask concerned, “Are you okay?” She nods yes, but im not convinced by the look on her face. I exchange a look with Jimin and Tae, before I hand Jimin her bag. 

I slip one arm under her knees, one around her back, lifting her up bridal style into my arms, holding her firmly against my chest. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I feel my chest tighten as she clings to me, “Is this ok?” once again she nods, “Let's go home.” I whisper to her as I carry her out of the bar.

****

You say nothing the whole way home, just listening to Jimin and Tae bicker as Yoongi drives. 

You feel Jungkook's eyes on you the entire ride, concern and anger all over his face, his hand touching your arm every few minutes just to remind you he is there as you stare out the window.

When you all get home you go straight upstairs, leaving all the boys concerned as they watch you wordlessly leave to shower off the night and put on comfy clothes so you can go to bed. 

You get ready for bed, the house sounding quiet as you guess the events of tonight made everyone feel weird so everyone must have gone to bed. You turn off the lights, crawling into bed and pulling the covers all the way up to your chin. 

About an hour goes by, you just staring up at the ceiling, mind reeling with too many thoughts to be able to sleep. You let out a huff as you get up from the bed, slipping your feet into your slippers and making your way to the kitchen to get some water. 

You open the cabinet next to the fridge, trying to reach your favorite cup, but you are a bit too short to reach it.

“Do you need help?’ a voice startles you, turning around to see Jungkook, “Do you want me to get your cup?” he asks. You nod yes, moving out of the way so he can get to the cabinet.

He reaches up, easily reaching your cup, handing it to you, “Here.” he hands it to you.

“Thank you.” you said, a bit timid, but it makes him smile nonetheless to hear your voice.

He just observes you happily as you get water, happy to just see you walking around, looking normal. The moonlight coming through the kitchen window illuminates the room just enough for him to notice your bruised hand.

“What happened to your hand? Why is it bruising?” he walks over to you, waiting for your answer. He hears you mumble something under your breath that he can’t quite hear, “What did you say?” 

“I punched him in the face…” you admit, not making eye contact, looking down at your water “That's why he hit me.”

“Let me see your hand.” he says with his hand outstretched for you.

You shrug, taking a step away, “It’s fine.” 

He takes a step towards you, “Show me then.” he challenges.

He watches as you place your cup on the counter, taking another step back. 

He lets out a knowing laugh, “We are not doing this y/n, show me your hand.”

As he expected, you took off running to the living room. “Now is not the time!” he shouts, laughing as he chases after you.

You know you can’t out run him, so you just hide behind the couch since all the lights are off. 

“We are playing this game now? Fine. You know this will be quick.” he says with determination, not willing to lose. 

You hear his footsteps approaching, before you can think about taking off again, “I gotcha!” he grabs your waist pulling you back into him, wrapping his arms around and lifting you up and carrying you back into the kitchen as you just laugh and wiggle in his arms.

He sets you on top of the counter with both hands flat on the counter on either side of your thighs, trapping you from running off again. 

He gently grabs your bruised hand, cradling it carefully in his big hands to observe it, “It's bruising pretty bad, and your knuckles are swollen. Does it hurt?” he asks.

“A little bit.” you answer honestly.

“Can you make a fist for me?” you nod, doing what he asks. “Ok, can you open it and stretch your fingers out?” you do, and he smiles, “Ok you can relax it now.” he says, placing your hand gently on your thigh. 

He makes his way to the fridge, opening the freezer grabbing an ice pack. He grabs a tea towel from a nearby drawer, wrapping the ice pack in it. He makes his way back to you placing the ice pack on your hand, holding it there, you wince.

“You must have got him good, huh?”

You shrug, “I guess.”

He breathes out a gentle laugh, “You punched him without breaking your hand, that means you punched him properly. I told you you were getting better, didn’t I?” he pauses for a moment, “I'm really proud of you.”

That makes you look up at him, feeling your face heat up, “Proud of me?” 

He smiles, “Mhmm…” he adjusts the ice pack, “You defended yourself, of course I am proud.” his smile fades, “I'm just sorry I wasn't there to protect you. I’m sorry I convinced you to come with us when you didn’t want to. I am a terrible friend.”

“It’s okay Kook. It’s not your fault.” you assure him.

“I should have walked you to the bathroom, none of this would have happened.”

Your heart aches as you see the guilt on his face. “You did protect me. You teach me how to punch and kick, those skills protected me tonight. You protected me Kook.”

His heart swells as he looks into your eyes, admiring how they stare back at him. He moves in closer, breath fanning over your face. You don't think he has ever been this close to you. He lifts his free hand to grab your chin between his fingers, tilting it to get a good look at the cheek that creep dared to make contact with. “Is your cheek okay? It's still a little red.” you wince a little bit when he cups your cheek, catching you off guard, “Is the skin sensitive?” you nod yes, he nods back in acknowledgement.

You observe him as looks at your cheek, running his thumb lightly over it, “Does that hurt?” 

“No.” you answer in a whisper.

He leans in even closer, your heart picks up as you can feel his breath on your cheek. You freeze as his lips brush up against your cheek, hovering there before lightly pressing them against your cheek. 

He pulls away after a moment, keeping his face close, “Was that okay?” he whispers.

You nod, making him smile sweetly as he notices that you don't make any effort to move away from him. 

You stare into his starry eyes as he lets go of the ice pack on your hand, lifting that hand up, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear so he can fully cup your face in his hands.

You wince when his cold hand reaches your face, “Cold.” you whisper, your face red with embarrassment.

“Sorry.” He removes his cold hand, bringing it to his mouth to breathe on it for a few seconds before he places it back on your cheek, “Better?”

“Mhm.” You nod, not trusting your voice, too lost in him. Lost in the feeling of his hands on you, his face so close to yours, breath fanning over your face.

He leans in once again. His body now fully pressed up against yours as he stands between your legs, your heart is beating out of your chest.

He gives you one last look before he closes his eyes, gently pressing his lips against yours, making all the tension leave your body. You kiss him back and can feel him smile against your lips. His hands move, tangling lightly into your hair deepening the kiss. After about five minutes, he reluctantly pulls away from you, resting his forehead against yours with his eyes closed. 

You think you hear him say something, but your blood is pounding in your ears you don’t hear him at first, “Hm?” the only thing you can say in your hazy post-kiss state.

He opens his eyes, pulling his head back just enough so he can see your glossed over eyes, and flushed face “Did that hurt?” he repeats.

Not trusting your voice, you just nod no.

He gently laughs at your state as he smooths your hair where he messed it up.  

You zone out staring at him, wondering how we got here. You always wondered if Jungkook ever had feelings for you the way you have feelings for him, but you never had the guts to ask. The way he just kissed you, you don’t need to ask, he just finally showed you how he feels about you in the best way he knows how.

 Your thoughts are interrupted as you feel yourself being lifted off the counter, your legs wrapped around Jungkook’s waist as you instinctively throw your arms around him, shoving your face into his neck, “What are you doing?” you mumble into his neck.

“Taking you to bed? What else would I be doing? You had a long night, you need to get some sleep.” 

He carries you to your room, walking in and shutting the door with his foot. He sets you on  your bed, pulling back the covers so you to crawl under. He kicks his slippers off and you give him a questioning look, “What?” he says when he notices you looking at him.

“What are you doing?”

“Too many questions!” he says dramatically as he crawls into your bed next to you, “I was going to join you, is that ok?” he asks, a little worried, hoping he didn't overstep.

“Yes, It’s ok.” You answer, making him smile and wiggle around happily as he gets comfy, putting his arms around you to pull you in so you can lay your head on his chest. He pulls the blanket up over your shoulders, moving your hair from your face before wrapping his strong arms around you, causing you to nuzzle deeper into him.

“I’ll protect you from now on, I promise. I keep my promises.” he assures you.

“Mkay Kook.” you answer sleepily.

“I also promise there's LOTS of more kisses coming your way…just so you know, I hope you are prepared to handle me.” You can hear the smirk on his face.

Your face heats up all over again, playfully hitting him in the chest with your bad hand, instantly regretting it as you wince. “You really got to be careful y/n.” he scolds, grabbing your hand “What am I going to do with you?” he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing the bruises. 

You say nothing as he does so, he can feel your body sinking into him again, going limp as you start relaxing again. He lowers your hand onto his chest, leaving it there as he engulfed you in his arms once again. Smiling down at you curled up into him.

“Goodnight, angel.”

"Goodnight, Kook."

[angelmichelangelo]

ohhhh raph gaining trauma from being helpless when mikey needed him most is just so heartbreaking. it lines up well with his trauma regarding splinter as well, being unable to accept the fact that there was nothing they could have done to save their father.

isn't it so neat that sainw leo says to raph verbatim "you know we couldn't [save splinter]" - as if in this timeline he has gone through similar ancient one therapy regarding what disasters he can/can't control despite the episode sainw happening before his ptsd arc? idk but i think it's so neat to imagine that he endured a different version of that arc in this timeline. he'd feel even more self-loathing and responsibility for his family when 2 out of 4 have vanished/died. damn.)

the idea of leo leaving first is so interesting because in some ways i think no, he would instinctively hold them closer, smother them even, until raph snaps and leaves first. but then you give the point that he thinks they could be better without him and... oof. depression does some really sad things to your brain, doesn't it? poor leo. the guilt and pts and depression would consume him even as he tells anyone who will listen that he did everything he could.

as for raph, i think he would just get so guilt-ridden and restless, feel like he was useless unless he was doing something more than whatever he's doing at that moment in time, and would maybe run away with the excuse that he needs to find don. because losing don was when things all went wrong, so by that logic - won't finding him fix him? (the twin dynamic between raph and don in 2003 has such a strong grip on me, the idea of raph being completely lost without him hurts my heart)

and mikey... poor mikey. you lose an arm and the grief your brothers feel over it is the tipping point that eventually leads to them abandoning you. my heart aches for him, no wonder he was so bitter by the events of the episode. all he wants are his brothers, and none of them are anywhere to be found.

OUAGH DUDE you’re like. looking right inside my brain on this it’s crazy!!! twin raph and don.. that’s. that’s so real they’ve always been my ultimate twins of all time ughh

yes to everything here ;__; leo SO wears so much responsibility on his shoulders.. it IS interesting to think about his whole ancient one training and how it comes into play here. i recently just watched those episodes and its like a breath of fresh air when he gets back from japan because he’s just. a little more himself again:(( and it’s like. OH. there’s leo:( but UGH thinking about that PLUS sainw timeline? double ouchie frfr..

and yeah raph absolutely would throw himself in harms way just for his brothers sake.. i think he would have made sure mikey was fully healed and able to take care of himself before he goes off looking for don.. :( he believes he’s better suited away from his remaining brother who grew up too fast to not want or need him anymore when really he couldn’t be further from the truth:(((

and of course they all suffer but mikey!!!! OHHH mikey:(((((( he suffers so greatly throughout. he looses so much and for what. AND FOR WHAT!!! imagine the guilt HE then feels! feeling as if his injury was the reason for the last of your family leaving you….. woof im in pain.

and to know it all ends with them dying anyway??? 2003 writers when i catch you…….

sainw truly is a nightmare universe. i love it lmao

[udon-udon]

so i've been (trying) to work on my visual novel, aka doing the writing, and its going kind of slow as per usual, but i have hopes that i can get a game out this year laksjdflakjsdf at least... hopefully :')

in other news, as much as i want to open art commissions, i need to pump out a shit ton of art prints cause i really need to overhaul my current catalogue of prints for cons cause they're old and irrelevant, but i also just feel like im not cut out to really table anymore???? i dont draw on trend stuff and i barely draw in general, and it also costs a lot to buy inventory and stuff;;;; maybe i'll just table for one more year or so?????? ideally this year should have been my last but i already bought the table for next for the 3 day con here haha. And if i were to create a lot of new stuff that means a lot of inventory that i need to get rid of by next year (though i guess i can just sell online lol)

speaking of drawing though, maybe im just out of practice/haven't been drawing much so a lot of my stuff i really hate because they're not turning out the way i want to and i can't transfer my vision onto the screen :\ i have a lot of personal art i want to draw but ugh. but also im prioritizing visual novel writing so there's that;;;;

idk i just feel like im putting on so much stuff on my plate all the time and i need to Stop doing that lol. i just want to chill and play games or watch movies/shows without feeling guilty for not being "productive" and constantly thinking "omg i need to draw or work on this side project"

and in other other news i've just accepted i'll be single my entire life and im coping, i dont need anyone!!!! AHAHHAHHAHhahahahahahh hahha.hhah....hahaha.....

anyway been more on the down low just cause going through notions but yeah. I do really want to open art commissions (1. cause i miss doing them and do think that it would help me get out of my rut at least temporarily and 2. i need money) but i just dont know when that'll be :\ i know quite a few people are looking forward to them opening and i feel bad cause they're never open lmao. And then also stressed cause of the amount of new prints i need to pump out and ah... kinda very daunting :')))))))))))))))))))))))))))) i also dont even know what to draw so........ trying to predict what could be popular next year and such is hard esp when i dont even keep up with trendy anime lel

anyway that is my life update, been a while since i've done one

[moveme4nt]

FRESH CUT GRASS AND ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS

falling in love with the quidditch player from the house you despise oh so much

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2 months later

things have been going so well with jeno and i! he takes me on cute dates and i go to his games and practices as much as i can, even as far as wearing one of his gryffindor sweaters he gave me for games where they don’t play against ravenclaw.

evalynn has gotten a little distant though which is weird. she says shes just behind on studying and it’s stressing her out but even haechan and renjun have noticed a shift. i always see her at the quidditch practices but shes all the way on the opposite side of where we usually sit and wont even acknowledge when i wave to her.

we still hang out sometimes and both of us pretend there’s nothing going on but somethings clearly different.

today we’re in our shared room, classes just ended for the holidays and we’re just chatting and “modeling” each others clothes, giggling our heads off at how ridiculous we look. everyone else has gone home to their families but ev and i promised that this year we’d spend christmas together at hogwarts.

i pull a nice summer-y dress from her clothes and hold it up to my shoulders, checking myself out in the mirror.

“soooo, how’re things with jeno?” she smiles through the mirror. i blush and look down.

“good,,, great actually. hes so sweet, and thoughtful. he’s constantly buying me flowers or other small things, always telling me im the prettiest thing to walk the earth.” i roll my eyes and she chuckles.

“sounds like i was right all along you guys are PERFECT for each other.” i laugh and throw the dress at her.

“mhm suuuure.” we haven’t genuinely had fun together like this in a while. it feels nice.

“ugh im so glad classes are over for a while! i swear if i had to even look at a pencil for another second i was gonna scream my head off.” she dramatically falls back onto her bed. i sigh.

“i knoooow! divination was so exhausting the last couple of days, thank god trelawny decided to pair us all up for the rest of the semester.” she shoots up.

“oh yeah! i heard you were paired with jaemin ouuuuuu.” she wiggles her brows, but there’s something slightly off abt her voice. i ignore it.

“no ouuuuu ya weirdo i dont even like him anymore i have jeno remember? he is very nice though but i guess thats just the standard hufflepuff idk.” she goes silent for a moment as i return to rummaging her closet.

“hm maybe you could put in a good word for me then? get me a quidditch boyfriend too.” i freeze as i watch her lay back down from the mirror, arms behind her head and a smug look on her face. is that,,,,

“is that why you’ve been so weird lately?” i stare at her through the mirror and watch as her eyes shoot open. “have you wanted jaemin this whole time? is that why you threw jeno at me?” she sits up and looks at me, trying to hide her nervousness. i turn to look directly at her, no more mirror.

“what no- lena i-“ her eyes never stop shifting. im angered, my body rising in heat by the second.

“what if jeno didn’t stick? what if he never came up to me at all? did you pay him or something? yall have some sort of deal? did he actually ever like me to begin with?” im breathing so heavily right now. “what if i decided to pursue jaemin? would you have still been my friend?” her eyes shift to the window. wow.

“the rest of that stuff no! he genuinely did like you from the start, you can even ask chenle and jisung for yourself. but yes, i did- do like jaemin and thought using what i knew about jeno liking you would make it easier if,,,,” i take a deep inhale and close my eyes to try and calm myself.

“if i were distracted.” i open my eyes again and she nods before looking down at her hands.

“im sorry lena i know it was a shitty move but-“

“A SHITTY MOVE??? YOU BASICALLY STOPPED TALKING TO ME- now that i think about it,,, you did start being nice again around the time jaemin and i got paired,,, you’re despicable, like honestly.” i move to my side of the room and grab my phone. she stands up, watching me walk to the door.

“mags wait thats not-“ i pause, my hand on the door knob.

“its the fact that i can’t even believe a word you say now. how do i know whats true and what isn’t?” she tries to get closer but i glare at her and she stops.

“like i said you can ask chenle and jisung theyre the ones who tol-“ i scoff.

“the two boys who are your friends? how am i supposed to know they aren’t in on it too? do you think im that gullible?” she stays silent. “wow, just,,,, wow” and i walk out to go clear my head in the common room.

we don’t speak to each other the rest of break.

i ignore the thousands of texts from jeno.

i don’t even look at the present he left me.

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