#i'm forgetting someone really OH RIGHT DUH

[aparticularbandit]

VILLAIN POLL!

I have been tagged by @spyridonya! I'm also breaking the rules. For my sanity.

Rules: make a poll with your top 5 favorite antagonists and ask your followers to vote for their favorite.

I. will be picking. the first ten eleven twelve I think of. because if I try to rank favorites. it will not go well. (and I'm letting myself ten eleven twelve because. so many of my favorites are antagonists. TT.TT)

tagging (but you do not have to do if you do not want i just like knowing all the things): @cobaltstarling, @tobiasdrake, @only-freaking-sunflowers (pick between rose and emma bestie), @our-blood-is-our-ink, @butimnotasexyrussian (i may be tagging you just because pick between rose and regina don't judge me), @thebibliomancer, @despairtwins, @adhdavinci, @chrysalis-the-butterfly, @princescar

[marsmaximoff]

i’m begging you. namgyu x reader, it’s lights out and namgyu needs to relieve his stress, SMUT!!! but consensual duh

🌑; lights out * ✧₊☽⋆˚

content warning: fem!reader. smut. unprotected. exhibitionism. praise/degradation. light choking. fingers sucking. getting caught. cum swallowing.

word count: 1k

author's note: oh, anon, if only you knew the way i smiled when i read the request.... anyway, first time posting smut (you can tell), and can we talk about how fucking weird writing it is? i did what i could, also english is not my mother language so bare with me. im sorry y’all 😔😔

dividers by @cafekitsune and @strangergraphics <3

voting leaves the room plunged into an eerie environment. you lay awake, haunted by the hopeless souls, when some ruffling is heard and your bed sinks slightly. you don’t need to ask to know who it is.

“you good?” he doesn’t have to utter a single word to show his agitation. the sounds he lets out are proof enough.

“i can’t fucking fall asleep. those x motherfuckers are riling me up the wrong fucking way.” he scoffs while finally lying down. uneasiness is clearly staining his voice, and you know that tone; he’s on the edge.

“you high?” he snuggles closer to you, pressing his back to your chest before playfully whispering in your ear, “how’s that feel to you, baby? mhm?”, his hard-on against your lower back. 

“fuck” 

“exactly,” he purrs. “i’m desperate as fuck.” needy hands begin to roam all over your body. “and you’re gonna help me.” he leaves a sloppy kiss on your neck before rasping out, “right?” his fiery breath has goosebumps exploding on your skin alongside a certain pressure starting to arise on your belly. still, you’re surrounded by hundreds of strangers all piled up mere inches away. “can’t you get out and jerk it off?” his frisky laugh intensifies your arousal and you feel yourself getting hotter with every word he mutters. how can someone’s voice be so damn attractive? “why the hell would i do that when i have you right here? come on, be good for me.” his hands move underneath your shirt, and the dangerous mix of his alluring tone with the fire the physical contact is igniting on your back while he caresses it with his fingertips turns your brain into mush, making it almost impossible to stay sensible. 

“shit, gyu. here? now?” you make an incredible effort to fight your lust, “shhhh. don’t you wanna help relieve my stress?” and he shatters all of it, sending your remaining clarity away.

“fuck, yes.” you turn around and immediately yank his face towards yours, finally tasting heaven-like relief. “good girl,” he pants against your lips. “you feel so much better.” the kiss is messy and hungry. desperate. like you need it to survive. and in a way, he does. 

when your tongues make it too laborious to breathe, he pulls back with your lower lip caged in between his teeth. “why don’t you ride me a bit, mhmh? make me forget those assholes.” you don’t think ‘no’ could ever be a possible answer, not to him. so you nod, already craving that pleasure, and he quickly removes your green sweatpants. he doesn’t bother prepping you or even pulling your underwear down, tho, he’s way too gone for that. he simply grabs you by the hips and makes you sit on top of him. nothing else. the work is yours to do. 

without hesitating, -you want this way too bad-, you take his reddish, stiff member out and give it a few strokes. he grunts and you can't take it, so pushing your panties to the side, you sink in.

“yeah, that's what i'm talking about.” he gasps, totally unconcerned about the circumstances, as always. who cares about the other players when your pussy is taking him so deep? you however, bite your lips to hold back a moan while moving up and down, following a leisurely rhythm, not wanting to get too carried away. although the speed doesn't really matter. he feels wonderful, and a few seconds are all he needs to have you seeing stars. “you're so wet, such a perfect slut for my dick.” you shiver at his praise and he chuckles, gripping your waist with such passion it hurts. but only because you have to suppress your burning satisfaction.

“ride me harder.” the sight of him lying back, talking to you like this with the way he’s staring, has you instinctively bucking your hips. the pace escalates, and you slowly let loose. the grinding turns into bouncing, whimpers become full moans, and you're both so fazed the bed screech accompanying your noises goes unnoticed. 

you use his lean arms as support, gently tracing his perfect veins as a comfort gesture. “god, you’re so good…” your voice is groggy and strained. “i know.” you could get pissed at his overly confident attitude, but truth is you find it hot as fuck. he knows no one could make you feel like this.

“i- i’m- i’m sorry, could you please be quieter, if it’s not too much trouble?” 

it takes you a moment to process what’s happening, your lewdness acting as a blinding veil, but namgyu answers for you. 

“give me bullshit like that again and i’ll break your face, whore.”

the random woman is astonished as well as appalled. she apologizes again and seemingly leaves her bed, the footsteps dying out.

“fucking cunt. bothering me when i’m railing my girl...” he pushes you down and gives you a harsh kiss, the new position snapping you out of your trance. “what the fuck? ur still hard?” you ask through moans. “goddamn, if you knew how fucking good your pussy feels, you’d understand. ‘ts a damn drug.” at that, your walls clench, his sweet talk getting you every. single. time. and it motivates him to change positions, laying you on your side, as you were initially. but you're still a bit weirded out, and he notices. how could he not, with how well he knows your body?

“focus on me. don’t want you thinking ‘bout that or anything that isn’t me and the way i’m fucking you, got that?” his hand travels to your throat and adds a bit of pressure.

“yeah.” 

his girth perfectly stretching you out turns off anything that's not his cock, his movements get harder and deeper due to the still present indignation. “i’m close, gyu…” you cry out, yearning for that release. “of course you are, with how fucking much you’re leaking,” those words only make it worse. “i think you were just as desperate as i was, huh? such a perfect nympho for me”, he groans, thrusting faster. your head lolls back, resting on his shoulder, his dick hits you with such precision it’s hard to even keep your eyes open. slender fingers climb up your skin and reach your lips, which you instantly part letting out a low moan. with that, he pushes them inside, pressing down your tongue. and you suck them with all you’ve got left, licking and slurping while he fucks you in both holes. 

the double pleasure takes control over your body and you start to notice your shakiness. “gyu…” you babble, the capacity of forming full sentences is gone, not only because of his hand. “cum on my cock like a good girl, come on.” he demands against your neck, and your brain listens, as usual, sending throbs and contractions through your hips. your belly drops as if from a plane, he abandons your mouth eager to hear your falling over and you don't disappoint, squeezing his biceps while panting for air. “oh, fuck…” the aftershocks keep going while he pulls out, “damn, you drenched me” you’re not in your right mind to fully comprehend yet, “now, i don’t want it to go to waste, so you’re gonna swallow me up real good. yeah? not gonna drop any?” you answer by sticking out your tongue, and before you know it, the thick, salty, warm liquid fills your senses. you swallow and hear him sigh, relieved.

“shit, i’m spent. you’re such a good stress reliever.”

he falls asleep on your bed and ends up snuggling against you :3

❤️‍🔥 want more namgyu?

[dizzycoffee]

hihiiii can i ask for hc’s and maybe a small drabble for lucifer, lute, adam, and charlie with a (fem) reader who tends to unintentionally fluster them ?

— Lucifer, Lute, Adam, Charlie / Fem!Reader; Headcanons

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･ HEADCANONS ･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

— Lucifer;

Intentional or not, he always wonders how you can be so smooth with your words / actions

He tries to reply with the same tone, but he always stumbles with his words

“You’re so cute when you stutter—” “STOP IT.”

Whenever you lightly tease him, he melts from both embarrassment and love

You chuckled softly upon seeing his already blushing face. “Aw, come on, don’t go shy on me already,” you teased, getting pleasantly surprised when you see the way his face reddens at your words. You truly don’t understand how your choice of words could affect him so much — but you weren’t really complaining.

You always laugh it off, but you definitely like the way he just begins to flush over your words

There are times that you forget that he's Lucifer, though. He'll catch you off guard yourself, saying something surprisingly smooth with that enticing voice of his, and he'll eat up every detail of your own flustered face

"Oh so this is how it feels to fluster, huh?"

Essentially, you both match each other's energy <3

— Lute;

my guilty pleasure fr

She'd totally try to cover her blush with frustration

At first, you used to think she hated being around you. Her face always turned red and judging by her scowl, you assumed it was because she was angry

The only reason you found out otherwise was because of Adam, who was brutally teasing Lute

"HAH, no way, your face is so red!" You were going down a hall when you heard Adam's taunting voice ring out. Before you could tune them out, another voice spoke up, "You heard her, who the hell says that so casually?" Oh, Lute was with him too. You paused for a moment, letting Adam reply. "Ooooh Lute, you look so cute with your hair pulled back!" he spoke in a mocking high-pitched tone, laughing right after when he heard Lute bark out, "Unlike you, she didn't sound annoying!" ... Wasn't that the compliment you told Lute earlier that day?

After that, you couldn't help but to stop by a bit more often during training, simply to converse a bit more

While you didn't understand how you can cause her to have that reaction, it didn't stop you from pushing forward

I mean, it just means she's not mad at you. And she also hasn't said anything about you needing to stop... you're sure it's fine!

It wasn't until one day she just yells "Why do you feel the need to torment me?!"

"I'm sorry... I just think you look so pretty when you blush."

She "reluctantly" asks you out on a date after that

— Adam;

guilty pleasure 2.0

Whenever you first catch him off guard, he goes silent for like,, a good minute

It takes a moment to register that his heart skipped a beat and his face began to burn from the blood that was rushing to his cheeks

After hanging out with you, he has to take a moment to sort of realize that someone genuinely makes him flustered and not the other way around

Initially, he's like "well no duh I'm blushing a bit, she's hot as fuck" but that later turns into him being like "she said my hair looks nice today, does that mean anything?? my face is burning, does she notice all of that?? is all of this on purpose??"

He'll call you (jokingly) an attention whore, which you're confused about and leaves him to explain...

Adam chuckled dryly, "You know... because you're, like, constantly flirting with me. That makes you an attention whore." He tried to keep his cool, he really did. But when all you could do was muster up an awkward smile and head tilt of confusion, he realized you genuinely didn't mean to actually fluster him. Fuck. "Don't take it to heart, sugar tits. I'm just joking!" he laughed it off.

After that "incident" he actually tries to match your energy

If you make him blush, he makes it his mission to see you at least giggle from his flirting

I think it's safe to say Adam sort of sucks at flirting because most of his "flirtatiousness" it just lewd comments and stuff

So it takes a while to actually make you blush from his words and not because he said something embarrassingly lewd

You still appreciate his efforts of course :)

— Charlie;

You are, by far, her biggest distraction

She'll be in the middle of trying to come up with lesson plans when you come up to her and say something like "but Charlie, I miss your kisses..."

Immediately folds for you

I'm positive she openly simps for you, no other way around it

"Isn't she just the cutest? She said I look so adorable with a bow tie! She's so considerate and so..." Charlie swooned as her words drifted off into a ran, face already flushed. Angel raised a brow, "Isn't it, like, the third time she makes you go red? You don't think you're sick or somethin'?" "And it's only the morning," Husk groaned behind the two.

The hotel residents are sick of it /hj

Something that they do appreciate it whenever you're able to calm Charlie down from going overboard. Whether it's with the lesson of the day or her going into a near breakdown over how the hotel isn't going how it's supposed to

While, yes, your words definitely have her giggling and kicking her feet, she mainly goes wild over your actions

The way you'll take her hands into yours, looking her in the eyes as you gently tell her "it'll all work out, just be patient."

She just can't imagine a world where you're not by her side, constantly making her heart flutter

She doesn't typically try to match your flirting, especially because she knows that you don't exactly mean to be flirty

But that doesn't stop her from complimenting you and your words/actions

"You really make my day with your words!"

[astonmartingf]

THIS IS NOT OUT OF THE BLUE ; YT22

yuki tsunoda x gasly!reader . . . in big brother fashion, pierre wants you to go on a date with yuki to convince him to move closer to milan. however, yuki already lives in milan, and pierre is still not putting the pieces together

amgf see this is what yuki brainrot gets you, i love this omg one of my best works yet, i might come back to this type of format because i am not writing pt2s anymore!!!!!! (lovingly ofc) just like always, enjoy 👍 @viennakarma it's done 🫡

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yourusername i get why my brother likes him so much now. he's a fucking child! feels like another day spent with pierre.

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francisca.cgomes awww they're bonding look pierregasly

pierregasly you had me in the first half, wym a child he's older than you

yourusername doesn't seem like it, seeing how you act, understandable

charles_leclerc oh chérie, what is your brother up to?

yourusername he's up to no good as usual, but if he's constantly yapping to you then you must know what he's up to

charles_leclerc i'm more surprised that you agreed to this?

yourusername he threatened to throw me back to university for a master's degree this time FFS

charles_leclerc well, if it's a master's degree or a date... understandable

yourusername control him please, i can't be the victim of his antics no more

pierregasly he said he had fun!!!

pierregasly now go on another date with him 🫣

yourusername ???? what is actually wrong with you

pierregasly you're acting like you didn't have fun, you even posted it for the whole family to see

yourusername get off my back pierre, my account my rules

pierregasly yeah you constantly yapping to your 20 followers which half are our family members

yourusername i'm blocking you next

pierregasly try me bitch

yourusername oh i will, you are no longer welcome in my account, get out

yourusername uploaded a new story

[he's taking me somewhere... i hope i come out alive 😀]

pierregasly replied to your story

oh my gosh, is this progress?

apparently he's in milan, and now we're on the coast so... i guess

wym he's in milan?

he's here?

he's with me atm but yeah

i saw him earlier and he asked if i was free

did he say ask about me?

sorry pierre 😐

non no, it's fine

i'm a bit sad he didn't contact me but i'm glad you're together

francisca.cgomes replied to your story

a boat date 🥰

it's not a date...

we're just hanging out

uh huh... cool

that's it?

wym?

that's it? you're just letting me off the hook like that? no teasing about being yuki's future lover or smth?

you want me to tease you about it?

non, not really i was just thinking about it

you're thinking about being yuki's future lover?

shut up kika, you know i didn't mean it that way

yeah yeah, sure 😏

you're absolutely telling this to pierre huh?

you know, i'm on your side for this one

your secret's safe with me 😉

what secret?

oh yn, for someone older than me you're a bit out of it but it's okay you'll get it one day 😊

get what?

kika?

what are you talking about?

yukitsunoda511 replied to your story

wow, you don't trust me one bit

i thought we had something going on

yeah right, shut up yuki

am i your boyfriend?

🥺🥹😭

yes

good girl 😊

yourusername uploaded a new story

[it's him again... annoying asf]

yukitsunoda0511 replied to your story

why would you lie to your audience like that?

because it's way more fun this way

duh???

everyday i'm reminded that you are pierre's sister when you pull shit like this

excuse me?

are you calling my soft launching methods shit 😕

i'm just kidding

you totally aren't

you're right, i am not

it's just i didn't think he'd be that dense about it

i'm sure i told him we were dating

he's forgetful like that

don't start talking, you didn't even tell him about us

i did!

uh huh....

well, it's funny to me because look, he's so desperately trying to get us together because we're so perfect for each other (ikr) and if he would've just listened like a year ago he would've known about us already

i mean, even alex knows what's up and she's seen us like twice already

alex has seen us a couple of times, even kika but pierre...

he'll figure it out, it's like he's been waiting so long for us to date, i don't know when he'll realize it

let's pray for him

praying for pierre 🙏

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yourusername road trip with 💋 + we met alex on her field trip, it's a win 😊

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alexandrasaintmleux it's nice to see you two ❤️ have fun on your road trip

yourusername ahhhh thank you, we'll see you soonest 😠

charles_leclerc come visit us next time ^^

pierregasly are you in monaco? hello? who is that person 🤨 where are you going? you said to update me? where are my updates?

yourusername i told you where we're going dumbass, check your messages be for fucking real

pierregasly oh you did send me updates

yourusername 🙄

pierregasly OWAH? YUKI IN THE LIKES? liked by yukitsunoda0511!!!!! we're winning today

yourusername what is actually wrong with you?

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yourusername milan. my man.

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pierregasly can't believe i'm finding out through an instagram post and not IRL, fake sister 👎

yourusername is it our fault if you didn't listen?

pierregasly i was already shipping you in my head with yuki, i thought of it first

yourusername okay and? doesn't change the fact that we've been mentioning it for a long time already

yukitsunoda0511 i mean yn is right, i did tell you as well

pierregasly okay everyone is ganging up on pierre for not knowing blah blah blah

francisca.cgomes i mean babe, you are the only one who didn't catch up

alexandrasaintmleux it was clear as daylight, they're not only dating but they're clearly fucking you're so dumb in your own delusions to see

pierregasly okay wow, i'm going to ignore the last few texts but first it was my sister, next my teammate, then my girlfriend, next my friend's girlfriend okay charles i know you're with me here buddy defend me please 🙏

charles_leclerc do you want me to add more salt to the wound? because i agree with all of them...

yourusername see? this didn't just happen out of nowhere, it was already happening and you were just too invested to see the truth

yukitsunoda0511 i look good there, next time i'm posting 😊

yourusername noooo i want to gatekeep you 😠 no no non

yukitsunoda0511 okay, whatever you say goes 🫡

yukitsunoda0511 can i soft launch?

yourusername yes 🥰

[wholelottaprompts]

ᡣ𐭩 Emails I Can't Send Prompts ᡣ𐭩

from the album Emails I Can't Send, by Sabrina Carpenter

"And I still make excuses for you constantly."

"Sorry that I pulled the 'it's not you, it's me.'"

"You're not my friend, and baby, you never were."

"It's times like these I wish I had a time machine."

"Whatever, you're a waste of time."

“Oh, so you do have a type."

"Where else can we go?"

"I hate the way you left me dry."

"Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it."

"Don't say sorry now."

"One day, I'll make sure you get a real apology."

"I tried to look for the best in the worst."

"Oh, so you can reply."

"I'm so tired."

"You want me? I'm done."

"I wonder how many things you think about before you get to me."

"You're lucky I'm a private person."

"I'm over that son of a bitch."

"Don't make me cuss you out."

"You're so vicious."

"Nobody gets my jokes, everyone here thinks I'm fucking rude."

"Why were you somewhere else when you were next to me?"

"I can't help it, it's a habit."

"You act like a bitch."

"I never saw him and we never kissed."

"There's nothing left here to decode."

"Were you lying to me and the family?"

"If you wanted brown eyes, I could have got contacts."

"You don't feel remorse."

"That never made too much sense to me."

"I can't read your mind."

"Why'd you let me down?"

"You knew I would see that."

"Looking at you got me thinking nonsense."

"Bet you wanna love me now."

"How do you do this to me?"

"Tell me what's gonna happen."

"You knew I would notice."

"I'll drive you home."

"I don't even know, I'm talking nonsense."

"I want you there sometimes."

"She looks nothing like me."

"Your signals are mixed."

"Everything reminds me of you."

"I know you know it keeps me up."

"You drive me crazy."

"Chase me."

"Did you even give a fuck?"

"You disgust me."

"Now I'm a homewrecker. I'm a slut."

"Tell me I was more than just a decent opportunity."

"Why do you look so happy?"

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

"Thanks to you, I can't love right."

"I know now even if I tried to change that somehow, you'd end up with her anyway."

"You fit every stereotype."

"Does she step out of the spotlight so you bathe in it?"

"Now I can't even look at you."

"You said I'm too late to be your first love, but I'll always be your favorite."

"I know what you're about to say."

"Does she get up on top of you more than I would?"

"He had it coming."

"I deserve my own consideration."

"I look up from my phone and think there's no chance it's you, but it is."

"He's good for my heart, but he's bad for business."

"I've got death threats filling up semi trucks."

"How am I supposed to close the door when I still need the closure?"

"All my friends think I've gone crazy."

"I care, but I don't."

"Please fucking fix this."

"Tell me that you miss me in your life."

"It feels so good not caring where you are tonight."

"You were all I looked up to."

"Was I being lied to?"

"I got ways to find you anywhere."

"You miss me? No duh."

"Maybe we should do this on purpose sometime."

"It was all so innocent."

"What the fuck is patience?"

"I can't even stomach loving someone else."

"God, I love you, but you're such a dipshit."

"You're good at impersonating someone who cares."

"I bet your house is where my other sock is."

[falling-star-cygnus]

telling myself that it's okay if i don't like every piece i write and that as a writer i'm entitled to writing poor stories from time to time so that i don't crash out and throw everything away

anyway- warm up fic to get in the writing mood this vacation: ↓ this was SUPPOSED to be a warm-up fic, and it warped into possibly one of the longest oneshots i have ever written

No Duh, Dumbass {ao3 fic link} SUMMARY: Shortly after his first encounter with one Sakura Haruka, Endo Yamato limps home. Turns out, ankles weren't meant to withstand the full weight of a muscled teenager when they leap from high places.

Who would've thought, huh?

+=+=+

That was... a remarkably stupid idea.

Even by Yamato's standards, and all he was willing to do, attempting to imitate action movies was.. a low point. A... very- low point.

God, he used to be a straight-A student.

Then again, he also used to be small enough to dangle from his 'friends' arms. So. Maybe this was just par for the course.

Had to trade in a few braincells to get his new physique.

Heh.

His ankles protest every step of the way home- they scream at him to sit down- though it's most noticeable in the way his right throbs and drags and lags behind like a spoiled child. Ugh..

It was nice seeing Tsubaki again, all things considered. If he had to take a little victory. They were always more alike than the other wanted to admit.

In love with someone they couldn't have.. heh. Hehehe- his chest hurt.

Rather, it was nice messing with Tsubaki again. His hair had gotten so much longer than their first [and only] year together.. and those red ends?

Ah, he should've asked what brand he'd used.. Takiishi might've liked it.

Eh, there was always next time.

Rough brick scrapes along his shoulder as Yamato stumbles into the wall.

...what a pain.. is all he can think, and it's so goddamn redundant.

His ankles, his arm where that bicolored brat got a kick in, his chest, and now his shoulder- it all seemed to permeate his very being. Bogging him down...

The sigh that breezes out of his chest is overtly underwhelming.

He should go threaten that old man before actually heading back.. then he can sleep for a week. Or until all these aches go away.

Mm.. no, Takiishi needed to eat, aaannd he tended to forget to feed himself until his stomach was empty enough to cause cramping. Maybe he could just precook a bunch of things and then sleep. And set alarms on his phone.

...actually, that wouldn't work either.. in fact, it might just end with another broken device.

Endo starts walking again, intent on finally getting off his feet for a while.

They'll just order in tonight. Well- if Takiishi didn't feel like prowling around anyway.

"We had a deal, mophead."

. . .oh, come ON-

Can he catch one break? Just one?

He tilts his head over his shoulder lazily, naturally trying to make his brace on the wall look more 'lazy' like than 'wounded animal'.

"Hey," he calls back, slipping his hands into his pants pocket, "I was just coming to find you."

The old man stalks over to him, flanked by two.. honestly less-than-impressive 'bodyguards'. Jesus Christ.. talk about throwing your wealth around.

All that money, and you go for barely outta grade school teens? From a no-name school?

Yeesh.

Though, I guess you'd be hard pressed to find someone stupid enough to do what this guy's been dealing in. Then again, what does he know?

Yamato Endo's a terrible judge of character after all.

Turning to face the irate, huffy old man is more effort than it should really be worth, but alas... he has ends to tie up. So his bitchy ankles can take a back seat.

A hand latches onto his face and tugs him down.

down

Down until he's bent at the waist and staring into the eyes of a man pushing 80.

BAD bad bad badbadbadbad bad- BADBADBAD

"I paid you to do a job," the man spits, his bitten [fuck, fuck, get it off] fingernails digging into the softer pudge of the tattooed teen's cheeks.

Just smile through it, Yamato.. just a little longer. Then you can go home.

Fuck, he's so tired. And hurt, and he just wants to settle down to the sound of Takiishi's breathing. At least until the ache soothes itself into something manageable again.

But smile he does, a familar placating curl that feels as natural to him as the tattoos on his body.

Yamato was still, and forever will be, a bastard though.

Deep breath, and-

"And I used the money to pay someone else to do that job," it's hard to talk clearly with his teeth grinding together, "Also the job is off."

Quicker than he thought himself capable in his battered state, he seizes the old creep's [because why else would he be so interested in a broke singer girl?] arm- the same one accosting his face.

The 'bodyguards' behind him jolt forward. At the end of the day, though, they're just first years. And they freeze when real danger rears its ugly head.

God, finally. Yamato works his sore jaw as it's freed from greasy fingers, adorned in trashy fake gold, until it pops with a nice little click. That's better.

"Change of bleeding heart?" the old man sneers, gasping, "I should've known you'd chicken ou- ACK!"

Limbs make such funny sounds when they bend the way they're not built to.

'Chicken out', huh? Heh. That was funny. Takiishi has beaten him within an inch of his life [a staunch three occasions] and this guy thinks kidnapping some whiny girl makes him squeamish? Makes him scared? No.

He used another word for it- he thinks it makes him a bleeding heart.

Yamato doesn't give two shits what happens to her.

"I found someone a bit more fun to play with," is what he tells this wannabe yakuza. Or would it be American Mafia...?

Italian? With the suit and trashy rings..? Mm. Well, who really cares anyway. Yamato-

crack!

-was suddenly in excruciating pain.

It knocks the breath out of him for a second- its abrupt intensity flaring up from his ankles.

His knee buckles under the weight of a cheap sneaker to his calf, sending him reeling to the.. huh. To the surprisingly clean ground. Damn, those stuffy Roppo Ichiza suits did their self-imposed jobs well. That was kind of infuriating.

But not as infuriating as this ballsy punk-

God- shit- he is never attempting to imitate a movie again, fuck fuck fuck. The shitty kid doesn't lift his foot from the abused limb, but he's shaking.

He's scared.

Alright then. Okay.

He fucking should be.

Everything passes in blur after that- a haze of rage induced practicality. He might laugh like a madman- he might sob like a cornered animal.

Who fucking knows.

Who fucking cares.

All he's capable of processing is that everything hurts, and everything is closing in on him and these three are the only things standing in his way. The only things caging him in. So they're going down.

One, two- Yamato doesn't know how many times his fists connect with flesh.

Just that the bodies fall all the same.

Vaguely, maybe, the tattooed teen wonders if this is how Takiishi feels when his loyal devotee gets in his way.

He wonders if his god feels as trapped as he does now.

It's not until strong arms are hooking under his shoulders that he snaps out of it- with an inhale that feels like he was robbed of air for too long. His chest heaves, his knuckles are bloodied. With his own or the skeeze or the bodyguards, he doesn't know- but-

His ears are ringing, and his legs no longer supporting him.

"ENDO!" and, unfortunately, he knows that voice, "CALM. DOWN!"

Those arms heft him straight up- forcing his spine out of years of slouching and forcing him to think properly. It pops.

Ugh.. as if this evening could not get any worse... here he is, Takiishi's white knight. The god to Takiishi's phoenix. The one gets to stay in his world while everyone else fades away.

"Finally," Umemiya sighs, "You were really out of it, huh?"

Yeah, and he'd like to go back to it.

Yamato lets his head drop and groans- long and annoyed and tired.

To his utter humilation, the fucker just laughs at him. And then lowers his worn out body from its restrained prison- and then lifts again. Like he was some sorta cat.

What the fuck?

"Hey, you put on some weight! That's great!" and he truly sounded genuine.

....he hates him. He really, really does.

"Don't make that face," he'll make whatever face he wants actually, "It's a good thing. You used to be so small, it was worrying."

Worrying- bullshit.

"Put me down."

To his credit- Umemiya complies easily. He hefts Yamato back up to his feet with just a grunt, and the tattooed teen wastes no time in throwing himself far far away from the chipper man.

Nobody worried over him- ever.

Not even his parents cared what he got up to as long... as long as he-

His legs give way barely a second later, leaving the tattooed teen to either catch the wall or hit the blood covered ground.

Hah- not so clean anymore, is it Roppo Ichiza?

Heheheh.. ah, shit.

A calloused hand catches his wrist and hauls him right back up- before his nose can make friends with asphalt.

There are three prone bodies in front of him. Breathing?

..maybe. He's not sure, but they're probably fine if this goody-two-shoes isn't going off his rocker.

So-

"Still don't like me, huh?" that white-haired asshole muses, as he [and let it be known this will forever MORTIFY him] slips Yamato's arm over his shoulder, "And here I thought absence made the heart grow fonder!"

"Drop dead."

"Already tried that, didn't really work out."

...christ.. Yamato tilts his head to the side, just to be sure Umemiya catches the full force of his judgment, "...you're really depressing to be around."

"Heh. Sorry."

No, he's not.

But whatever. Whatever. Yamato's to-do list is done, and his couch is waiting for him. He just needs to-

"What are you even doing out here?" he finds himself huffing, his lower half like lava-filled lead.

Furin was way in the other direction, wasn't it? And waay out of this district's supervision, he'd thought. Or at least hoped.

Umemiya just hefts him closer.

"Tsubaki- you remember Tsubaki, right?" god, could he sound anymore besotted, "Tsubaki performs here sometimes."

...yeah, and his shift ended like an hour ago. Poor guy. And what's even worse is that this asshole sounds elated at the information too- like he could watch his.. what is he calling those four nowadays, his kings?

Whatever. His king.

Like he could watch his king perform. What a loser.

Yamato goes to say as much.

"So..." the top-dog of Furin says abruptly, as he starts leading them through the back-alleys, "What'd you do to your legs?"

But Umemiya is faster.

You know, there's only a centimeter difference in their height. Umemiya only has a centimeter on him. And somehow it feels like a mile when he's being hobbled along like this.

Maybe if he just ignores him, he'll drop the entire conversation...

"It didn't seem like you had a problem fighting those guys, so what gives? They get a lucky hit on you or something?"

. . .

"There was... a losing fight beforehand?"

Silence.

"Oh! Did you kick a vending machine too hard?"

Yamato will say absolutely nothing.

"If you don't answer, I'm just going to keep guessing."

...damnit.

"Why do you wanna know so bad?" Endo Yamato is a terrible judge of character, he knows, but this line of interrogation would be lost even on a therapist.

Which- he doesn't need. No matter what some of the rookies tell him.

...anyway. Umemiya finally lets him go, right onto an odd amalgamation of boxes just sturdy enough for him to sit on without them collapsing.

The relief that sweeps through him is near suffocating.

At least until he catches sight of the serious look in titanium blue eyes. And that's interesting.

Yamato tilts his head onto his shoulder, bracing his weight on his arms as a smile- more smug and taunting than placating this time- warps his face.

"Endo, you're one of the strongest fighters I know."

Wait what-

Umemiya strides [because he doesn't need to stalk- not when his presence is already drowning everything else out] closer, his hands grasping Yamato's shoulders. And-

And they're rough from gardening. He grows tomatoes and produce and gushes about them like they're his children for cripes' sake.

So why does it feel like a death sentence?

"If someone did you in this bad, I need to know." those hands aren't hurting him, they're not exerting any other force than friendly, but the tattooed teen has only ever been this struck dumb once.

Hitting has always meant love to him, or better phrased, affection. A trade for him to stick around. A kind reprimand to get him back on track.

He doesn't know how to handle touches that don't split skin.

"I need to know, before they hit Furin."

But stupidity is a better wake-up call than a bucket of cold water.

Yamato lets the tense silence linger, just to see Umemiya grow increasingly agitated and antsy.

And then he bursts into cackles.

"BWHA HAHA HA-" oh, man, that was good, "You- HA- you think a person did this to me?"

In his defense, no one's first guess to the cause of fucked up legs is someone jumping off a roof to look cool. Because that would be remarkably stupid.

And Umemiya only knew him as a straight-A student, after all.

It's flattering, really.

The tattooed teen brushes those gentle hands off his shoulders.

"Ah.. chill out," Yamato sighs, mirth drying up in an instant, "I fell."

Jumped, more like, but whatever. He's entitled to a lie to make himself look cooler.

"Your precious, boring town is fine."

For now, anyway... June 21st was coming up pretty fast. Ooh, and there was still so much to get in order.

Hm... Yamato stretches his legs idly, already bracing for the sting of overused muscles as his sneaker hits the side of Umemiya's leg.

What he's not braced for is the calloused hand that grabs it.

The punch he throws is entirely borne of instinct, and maybe that's why it gets blocked before ever making contact. His arm, the same battered arm that Takiishi first hit- that Sakura Haruka just hit- strains against the unmovable barrier of dark green fabric.

Umemiya probes his ankle with a scarred thumb.

"Doesn't feel broken, at least," he says, like this was just another fucking Tuesday- like he had any fucking medical experience, "Definitely swollen though.."

This guy.. god, does Yamato hate him. Soo much.

More gently than he's been treated in his entire life, the top-dog of Furin lets his leg drop. And then he goes for the other one, the one on his right.

"Piss- off." he snaps, but even he knows there's not much he can do but succumb to treatment. That's fine.

He'll settle the bill later- like he always does.

Another swing, another block.

Yamato gives up.

Whatever, he thinks at last, dropping his arms to his thighs. Whatever.

"...what do you want?"

Umemiya looks up at him, one scarred brow furrowed as he cradles- cradles- and pokes gently at a barely working limb.

"Whaddya mean?" the man asks, somehow even kinder as he lowers it back down, "That one doesn't feel broken either, but I'd try to stay off it for a few days."

He rolls his eyes, so- so tired, "I mean, why're ya helping me?"

Nothing.. except- maybe the dull sound of eyelashes blinking in surprise. Maybe what he wants is obvious and Yamato was just- not getting it?

"Because you need help?"

No the fuck he doesn't. Not from this guy.

Not from anyone.

"And?" there's always a cost for help, there always is.

Yamato didn't get this far in life without paying his toll. When he looks up, Umemiya is gobsmacked. And confused.

"Nobody helps someone for free."

"I do."

"You're an idiot."

"I'm not the one with two sprained ankles," there. That's something he's more familiar with. Assholery.

He's halfway to throwing another punch, just for the hell of it, when he catches red on the hem of his white flannel. Fuuuck, are you kidding? He liked this one... it was soft and worn on the inside and soothing on new tattoos.

Shit.. one rotten occurance after another... today was reeally not his day, was it?

"Cold water and lemon juice will clean that right out."

God, this guy just could not shut up, now could he? But... that.. did made sense for him to know, considering white shirt dress code of Bofurin. Ugh.

Has he mentioned how much he hated this guy?

"...I'm not going to say thank you."

"I didn't think so."

+=+=+

Home sweet home.

At long fucking last.

Climbing the stairs to his and Takiishi's apartment is a nightmare and a half on his busted up legs, but in the end it just makes sinking into the couch that much sweeter.

He doesn't think his roommate is home, even if his keys are in the little bowl by the door. The redhead forgot them sometimes.

So, with the door unlocked just in case [he does NOT want to replace it again], Yamato settles in with his throbbing legs thrown over the opposite armrest.

Shit, he's so done.

But he also needs to get the blood out of his flannel.

Yamato rakes his palms down his face with a quiet groan.

"Come on.." the tattooed teen mutters to himself, "...come on, one more task and then you're done.. just... one more. And then you're done."

He's had to carry on in worse conditions, after all. This is nothing. This should be nothing.

So it is, and so Yamato Endo forces himself up to stagger into their kitchen. Lemon juice and cold water and.. was that really all? Did he have to scrub it too?

Could he just let it soak for a little bit?

His ankle chooses that moment to give again and send him into the wall- jarring his scraped up shoulder.

...he'll let it soak for a little bit.

It's a remarkably simple affair, all things considered. Glass bowl, ice, water, lemon juice. Annnd some lemon slices against the stains for good measure.

There.

Yamato lays back down on the couch and passes the fuck out.

+=+=+

Chika's roommate is hogging the couch.

He never does that.

Endo Yamato always seemed to be hyper aware of his limbs, at least when around the redhead- mostly keeping to himself, even if only physically. It was anybody's guess what would come out of his mouth.

Though, after so many years orbiting each other, Chika sometimes liked to make a game of guessing.

When he came home, he'd expected the usual. Endo typically cooked them something on weekdays- unless he was out and about with Chika himself- so their house was almost always filled with the nice smell of spices.

Those smells still linger, ingrained in each surface and microfibre. But there weren't any new ones.

And no lights were on.

The door was unlocked though [small victory, considering he forgot his keys again] so that at least meant Endo was home. But then why...

Ah.

He's sleeping on the couch.

At least, Chika thinks he's sleeping- his tattooed arm is thrown over his eyes, and his lanky legs are thrown over the cushions- but he looks remarkably uncomfortable.

Still- right now Chika wanted to sit down.

So, as his his tried and true method, he rears back his fist and-

His roommate dodges.

"What the fffu-" Endo sputters, blindly throwing a punch of his own.

That's new. The dodging and the fighting- even if the punch misses when Chika tilts his head and instead hits his hair.

With enough force that the duel-colored strands fly into the air.

Endo Yamato has never tried to hit him before.

Not even when, admittedly, Chika went too far in beating the shit out of him. He always just laughed.

This was kind of exciting.

But this was also kind of annoying.

He wasn't acting like his roommate.

Alas, the sleep clears from.. algae hued eyes. Huh. Before he can dwell on it further.

That was a pretty color. Maybe after he was done with reds and yellows, he'd change it to blues and greens. His roommate blinks hard up at him, feeling up synthetic strands of hair, before his body loses its hard lines of tension.

"Taki- ishi?," he wheezes, dazed as the yellow ends of his extensions drape over his palm, "AH-! Shit."

There he was.

Endo sits up so fast he almost rams their skulls together- if it weren't for Chika's stunning reflexes [and experience] in avoiding such things.

...so he liked to watch his roommate sleep sometimes, who cared? Not like he didn't get watched in turn. Fair is fair.

Whatever.

"Sorry, sorry, Takiishi," Endo's smooth voice isn't as smooth as it usually is, but he swings his legs back to the floor to make space, "You wanna sit down?"

He did, but also what the fuck.

Why was his roommate acting so weird? Weird-der than normal.

There's blood crusted on his shoulder now that Chika cares to look, and he's not wearing the flannel he went out in. Which is weird, because he went out to get his tattoos darkened and he always wears that flannel when he does that.

Every single time.

Something unpleasent starts to brew deep in Chika's gut.

He prods at the crusted blood, vaguely daring it to be his roommate's and not someone elses. It better be somebody elses.

Only Chika should be allowed to make him bleed.

Alas, it's entirely Endo's- proved by the jolt and cringe he gets- and the tattooed teen stares at it like it had just betrayed his bloodline. Did he... not know it was there? Did he forget about it?

"Where's your jacket?" such thoughts left him feeling rankled, so it was time to switch topics.

"My what? Oh." Endo drags a hand down his face with one more hard blink, "Kitchen."

...that was a weird spot for a jacket.

Regardless, Chika strides over anyway. For some reason, his roommate was.. not in pique performance. Hurt on a level that was deeper than physical.

Why did that bother him so much?

Because he couldn't bring him things like this, maybe?

Tucked away in their kitchen is a glass bowl of... slightly opaque liquid. It's not really brown, and it's not really clear- and it has bits of yellow floating around on the top and.. oh.

It's the flannel.

Floating with lemon slices and rusty red particles. Hm.

"Did you get into a fight?" without him? Rude.

Endo ruffles his curls, only visible to him as he strolls past into the tatted teens room, "Eh.. kinda?"

Kinda? How do you 'kinda' get into a fight? Whatever, Chika didn't stick around to care.

Now where did he keep his...? Ah.

His roomate had a lot of jackets, most of which he had free reign to snag from... aaall except for two. Not that Endo ever explictly told him not to wear them.

It was just clear he had his favorites.

A white flannel annnd... Chika nicks black fabric from its hanger.

A white flannel and a black yukata, adorned on the back with a deconstructed skeleton.

And sakura flowers.

The redhead isn't known for his gentle behavior, obviously, but he knows how to take care of clothes. He knows they stayed most comfortable with a careful hand.

When he ventures back into their living area, overwear hung over his arn, his roommate has one knee tugged up to his chest- his eyes on his phone- as he massages-

. . .

As he massages very, very, swollen skin.

Another detour then.

But first, Chika throws the yukata over Endo's head.

He needs his hands free.

"Ack- what?" a sharp inhale as he, presumably, registers the material.

Chika doesn't bother listening to see if he says anything else.

For sprains... you needed ice, right? Or something cold? And elevation. Which- certainly explains why the tatted teen had had taken up the entirety of their shared couch. Meh.

It looks like all their ice was put towards the bowl of flannel, though, so what else would work?

"Hey, Takiishi?"

"Mm?" Chika eyes a bag of frozen vegetables they're probably never going to eat. Ever, really, if he has a say in it.

"I don't think I can cook tonight," no duh, "Do you wanna get take-out instead? That place you like is delivering."

Obviously.

His answer is so blindingly obvious, he doesn't respond again.

No, Chika Takiishi doesn't bother with questions that have clear cut-out endings. He doesn't bother with people who get in his way, or interrupt him.

What he apparently does bother with is stupid, tattooed, roommates who bring him stuff that he likes. That can't take care of their own injuries to keep doing their self-assigned jobs.

But that's fine. For now.

Chika knows how to treat his things with a careful hand.

[chrollosbm]

Jujutsu Kaisen Men + Period Sex

basically my take on if i think they would be down for period sex, and how far they would go

characters mentioned: gojo, geto, nanami, choso

female reader, no mention of her features but i'm black so, established relationship, slight aftercare with geto and nanami

cw: blood (duh,) cramps, unprotected sex, piv sex, begging, rough sex, overstimulation, cum eating, blood drinking, it's pretty nasty but i'm a kinky fuck, lowercase, barely proofread

Satoru Gojo:

y'all he is so down

what isn't this man down for?

he would definitely fuck you on your period, and he wouldn't be grossed out or anything by your blood

he would in fact enjoy it because he loves how much more lubrication there is

he loves how much your tits swell and how they're so sensitive to the touch and how your nipples are erect without him having to do anything

he does anyways, using his talented, thick tongue, but makes sure to be gentle after a scolding from you about how much it hurts when he uses too much pressure

he gives you that toothy grin with an apology even though he's not really sorry, your tits seems to grow almost a full cup size according to Satoru, so he's going to relish in it

he is such a boobs guy to me so he's super excited to stuff his face in your cleavage randomly throughout the day

you act like it annoys you but you find it funny how obsessed your boyfriend is with them

it freaks you out how he just knows you're on your period just by taking a look at them though

"hm...looks like someone's about to start bleeding from their vagina" he'd throw out casually out of nowhere, electric blue eyes fixated on your covered bosom, causing you to give him a creeped out stare, partially from the way he'd phrased that sentence, the other part from his odd hypothesis

that night in the bathroom you would wipe and see he was in fact very spot on

anyway, when he's super horny and you're not in the mood due to excruciating cramps, he convinces to get nasty with him by reminding you that orgasms help with the pain

which proceeds him to start eating you out as you're basically on your death bed, heavy flow and all

you try to tell him how much you're bleeding, but he really does not give a fuck at all

so he goes to work on your clit, not caring about the extra metallic taste of your pussy, just flicking and sucking and making out with your sensitive clit, driving you over the edge embarrassingly quickly.

like you don't know if it's from the sensitivity from your time of the month, or if Satoru is purposely trying to drive you to your orgasm quicker than usual, but he has you grinding on his face, forgetting that it's a blood bath down there.

he was right, after he has you seeing stars the pain from the assault on your uterus ceases to exist

when he comes up with that red sheen on the pale skin of his nose, and bottom of his face, your cheeks get so hot from embarrassment that they start to hurt, but he reassures you that he loves the taste of you, even your blood

like he's grinning like you just took him to get his favorite treat from his most frequented bakery

obviously fucks you afterwards

tries to be gentle but ultimately loses himself in the process because of how wet you are, the squelches from both your arousal and blood are driving him insane

your warm walls are suffocating his large cock with the way it's squeezing around him each time he presses that gummy spot inside you

his pretty eyes are rolling to the back of his head as he holds your legs towards the ceiling, releasing his hot, potent cum inside of you shortly after and just creating a mess of fluids onto the towel below the two of you

he's smiling again, the bottom of his face a dark red color now and you can't help but laugh

"oh you didn't cum? let me help you with that" and he's going to down below again, not caring about the mixture leaking out of you

your man is such a nasty fucking freak and you're so lucky

Suguru Geto

not super into period sex, but would try it once with you just to see what it's like

wouldn't suggest it, you would have to ask for it

he would say yes of course, out of curiosity and because he'd read somewhere that orgasms can ease your pain

and he adores you and doesn't like seeing you in agony, so he'll do anything to help

loves the feeling of your tight cunt as he's thrusting into you gently with his breath heavy, strands of his hair sticking to his skin, his lip caught in his teeth as he's smirking down at your pretty, fucked out face, glad this seems to be helping

he's sure to be gentle with you, as he knows you're in pain, which you appreciate

he enjoys how much wetter it is, and how you seem to be enjoying it as well with how much you're vocalizing your pleasure, rather than the whines of pain you were letting out beforehand

would still last pretty long, trying to drive that orgasm out of you before he releases his load into you

he's not a selfish lover by any means, so even if he does cum quickly, he would go another round for you, regardless of how oversensitive his girthy cock would be

would not eat you out

he's open to a lot but not that open

probably wouldn't want to look at the scene below the two of you after you've finished, knowing your blood was probably stained on his pelvis and your thighs

not grossed out or anything from it, he just doesn't want to know what your body is doing to you, it would make him feel your pain with you

would still carry you to the shower to wash the both of you up though, he wants to make sure you're comfortable and clean before putting you back to bed

he's whispering sweet nothings into your ears and kissing your cheeks as he washes in between your legs, the red hue running down the shower drain

would probably do it again, just wouldn't make it a regular thing

Kento Nanami

it's a regular thing between you two

like he's a simple man, a period doesn't stop anything but a sentence to him

the two of you have a routine with sex, you have an understanding of when you can and can't, it's usually a couple times a week when he isn't too tired after work

like i said he's pretty normal about it

you'll just be like, "oh, Kento i started my period," and he's like "i know, the app on my phone told me"

then when you're about to get nasty he'll grab the towel and proceed as usual

he wouldn't eat you out, though

sorry i have the mindset of Kento being slightly vanilla besides the whole rough sex and hair pulling thing, so although giving you head while you're bleeding doesn't gross him out or anything, he just doesn't prefer to do it

he would if you asked though, you would just have to put a tampon in and he would focus on your clit, knowing exactly how to drive you wild that way

would probably take you two minutes tops to cum, he pays attention to your reactions and knows what you like so he can get you there pretty fast

when he's inside of you he's very gentle, almost too gentle really

like you'll roll your eyes and get irritated with the way he's treating you like you're fragile

"baby, but you are fragile right now" he'd say sincerely and you would whine with your bottom lip quivering, so frustrated and emotional and fucking horny

how could he resist giving you what you wanted?

so now he has you bent like a pretzel, plowing into you roughly just like you asked and you feel fucking fantastic, your eyes rolling in the back of your head as you're sputtering your words of gratitude throughout the room

neither of you last long of course, with the way he's thrusting into you and the way your warm, gooey pussy is sucking him in has the both of you seeing stars only minutes later

the aftercare is immaculate of course

he runs the two of you a bath with muscle relaxing bath salts

his large body is behind you, kissing your sticky, moist forehead and giving you praise of how well you did for him

you cling to your thoughtful, lovely boyfriend and fall asleep in the bathtub with the warmth of the water and the complete erasure of your cramps, feeling safe and protected in his arms

Choso

another freak i'm telling you

doesn't give a fuckkkkkkk

he's going to town on your pussy, he can never get enough of it, so why would a little or a lot of blood stop him?

he's the one who's in fact begging you to let him fuck you

like this man prefers period sex over normal sex

"Choso it's gross down there, i don't want you to see me like that" you'd said the first time he'd asked to try it out pretty early on in your relationship

that pitiful pout on his face would make you reconsider what you said almost too quickly

"baby, please, 'wanna fuck you so bad, 'wanna make you feel better" his voice came out so pathetic, so unrecognizable, with his pupils shaking as the grip on your hips tightened from his large hands

so now he's going down on you, slurping up your blood and juices so loudly, moaning and talking into it of how good you taste, how wet you are, how sexy you look with your swollen tits

another boobs guy

he's using his fingers too, thick digits sliding in and out your hole easily from the extra lubrication, not ignoring your g-spot and pressing into it over and over again, and you're delirious from his ministrations

he doesn't neglect your boobs, with them looking extra large and perky, being sure to bring his blood-stained hands up to your upper half, gently fondling with your nipples, creating a a sticky mess on your chest

you cum hard, tears coming out your eyes and legs trembling and he uses his arms to lock you in as he opens his mouth wider to clean you up, not stopping until you're the one begging

he loves when you ride him, so you're sitting on his abnormally large cock, bouncing up and down roughly, creating splashes and large squelch sounds, blood running down his thigh and onto the towel he'd laid down

Choso looks like he's in fucking heaven, wetness coming out the side of his dark red-stained mouth and you continue to rock your hips on him, driving yourself closer

it's fucking messy

so messy you'd wished you'd laid out multiple towels, because now you're going to have to change your sheets at two in the morning

he loves looking down at the crime scene below you, witnessing how dirty the two of you have gotten makes his dick twitch inside you and he's letting out fucking whimpers

he's never been one to last super long while inside of you, so when he brings his wonderous fingers down to your clit and starts rubbing vigorously on the wet bundle of nerves, you know he's close

he's on a mission so as soon as you're feeling that sweet sense of relief, with your eyes fluttering shut and your pretty moans filling the room loudly, he shoots hot ropes of his cum into your throbbing cunt

he's just a pussy whipped freak, so he'll do anything as long as it means his head, hands, or cock are in between your legs

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[art4hhart]

୨୧ 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍？part 1/2

𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓

contains: anxiety, panic attack(s), platonic comfort, just sadness tbh dc: he's dressed as kid danger, not as regular henry third person and your pov wordcount: 1.7k masterlist

·˚ "you choosing lemon?" my best friend asked, as we walked trough the revolving doors of the mall. a smile formed on your face, she knew you too well. when getting ice cream together, you usually would pick lemon. you tasted it on a family vacation once as a kid, and ever since it was your favorite flavour. "well duh of courseee." you said while turning to your right, both laughing without a single shame in the world.

you wrapped your hand around the ice cream cone as soon as she finished giving the money to the cashier, you were being told she didn't mind paying for you both. when you walked out of the shop heading back outside, she suddenly spoke up; but you didn't want her to talk about this, unfortunately you couldn't say why.

"you heard what captain man and kid danger did yesterday?! they—" "uh yeah i heard." you cut her off, because it still hurt thinking about him and didn't want this day to be ruined by one little conversation. you let out a quiet sigh, again being reminded of him and what happened between the two of you.

you knew she didn't mean to make you to feel hurt or miserable, she would never intent too. she just simply didn't know who was the person behind the mask. there has never been a day gone by where you didn't want to tell her the truth, you always told her everything, especially when it came to him, to the last detail. but his very own secret you couldn't tell.

"oh okay." it seemed like she didn't mind, even though she would talk about them all the time. the two of you moved on talking about other things while now walking outside on the shopping street, looking for the next store to go into.

you're surprised she didn't ask if you were alright, she would normally pick up when you're feeling different than normal. it's not like you were sad, but it did felt like a knife in the heart every time he was mentioned. it didn't help he was famous in swellview, making it very hard for you to avoid him.

all you wanted, was to forget everything. but that, you knew was impossible when all you saw and heard reminded you of him.

"...you okay?" she looked at you with worried eyes, wondering what could make you suddenly stop talking when you're always so vivid and energetic with her.

you were shaken out of your thoughts when you answered her. "what? no yeah i'm fine." you tried to make the words seem more vibrant then you intended, not wanting her to be worried about you.

"you sure?" she let out a little chuckle, that meant she did kind of believe what you said. "i was just zoning out, i'm fine." you gave her a small smile, letting her know you felt okay. and you did, but sometimes your mind was just consumed with memories you made with him, replaying them one by one.

both your heads turned around in surprise when shouting and yelling vibrated trough the street. you were seeing a lot of people, mainly girls, bumping into each other and probably trying to get their way to something. or maybe someone, you didn't know.

"get out of the way!" "i need to see him!" multiple girls shouted, leaving both of you wondering what was going on just around the corner of the street. while watching the situation unfold in front of your eyes, your best friend was already distracted trying to drag you into the umpteenth make-up store fifty feet away, but your curious eyes couldn't look away from all the people. what was going on?

"come onnn, its probably nothing." she laughed at you, still trying to convince you to come with her to the next shop she had her full attention on. "yeah yeah i'm coming..." you slowly said, seeing her look in the direction of the store. you didn't even know why, but you really wanted to know what was going on, yet you turned around and slowly followed her steps when she said to keep going.

"i promise i will get a photo with every one of you, just step back..!" what—?

even though you were walking, your head turned back around when you thought you recognized the voice. the crowd of girls was coming running from around the corner again, while crossing the street to the other side.

all of a sudden everything you saw was in slow motion. you locked eyes with someone from afar, who was standing in the middle of all the people surrounding them. but this time your heart dropped.

the. eyes. they were his. or was i imagining it? it was probably someone who was dressed the same as him, right? no it couldn't be. you didn't want it to be him. you. didn't. want. it. to. be. him. but you knew it was. he was wearing his suit, so it had to be him. i wish this was a dream.

that explains the crowd of girls.

stress and fear and anxiety and hurt and panic rushed over you, feeling it trough your whole body. "um i don't feel good. we have to go now—" your bestfriend wasn't paying attention to what was happening behind her, so you turned around again and took her wrist, while dragging her towards you didn't even know where. you were practically running with her towards the doors of the mall, when a very confused look spread over her face, wondering why you were suddenly so panicked.

"what is going on ri—" she didn't even had time to finished her sentence and process was what was happening when you went with her to the bathrooms inside the mall, since that was the first place you saw where there was privacy.

"what are we doing?" you closed the door behind, leaving both of you in private without anybody watching. you broke down crying as you felt yourself getting short of breath. you felt stupid and embarrassed for even crying about this in front of her, still it made you feel incredibly sad. it was just eyecontact; is what you were trying to tell yourself again and to not made a big deal out of it, but you knew that wouldn't work.

she didn't know what else to do than to hold you in a hug, cause this hasn't happened since high school a while ago, when your mother told you over the phone that your grandpa had gotten into an accident and didn't survive it. she had to literally get the school doctor when you passed out in the janitor's closet due to not being able to breath.

you've tried everything to avoid him at all cost, and now he's just going to ruin your day by showing up here? you were mad at yourself for not thinking things through. you should've known he could be here after yesterday, it was a stupid decision to go shop here today.

"breathe..." while letting go of you, she looked at you with concern. "what happened?" you brought your arm up, the end of your sleeve up wiping away the tears and stopping them from running down your cheeks.

now you were facing a difficult choice, were you gonna lie to her that something else happened, or just tell her you saw him? if you told her, she would probably get suspicious if she saw the situation outside. besides, she'd always found out if you were lying about something. at least most of the time.

"i saw henry... he— he literally looked at me." you almost couldn't get the words out, still in shock of what just happened. "i'm so sorry. he's an asshole." she rolled her eyes playfully, bringing you back into a hug. yet she loved kid danger.

"you okay? you think we can go back?" she asked after you just basically opened up your whole heart to her, telling her everything you felt and detailed out what you saw. everything, but except for one thing.

"yeah.." you let out a heavy sigh when you opened the door again, feeling a bit better because you told her what happened. talking about it does help i guess.

you were scared right this moment, wondering if he was still out there. luckily for you, you didn't see him anymore as well as the fangirling crowd after you were standing outside again. you still went to two different shops with her, even though she asked if you wanted to go home because of what happened. you said no to her question, so you went on shopping, even if you were still upset.

when you both walked out of another clothing store, you suddenly noticed that your best friend had stopped walking beside you, standing still and staring at something on the street. you looked confused, even when she spoke up.

"oh. my. gosh." she turned her head to you, and then you saw why. you gave no reaction, this was exactly what you didn't wish to happen. "it's kid danger!! IEEEE!" you thought he would already be gone here by now... she already started walking, expecting you to follow her. but when she saw you didn't even took one step, a confused and worried look placed on her face.

"no— we can't. i saw him there." you didn't realize this was a very risky thing to say, because she was smart and may be suspicious if you refused to go right where kid danger was.

"hey, he probably already left by now..." she explained, telling you not to worry since it was 30 minutes ago you saw him. but again, she didn't know he was kid danger, making it impossible for you not to lie to her in some kind of way.

"no. we can't." you boldly spoke up, not it was not your intention to disappoint her, you knew how much she loved kid danger and you did want her to be happy.

but it was too late now.

soo this part is based on my own life, since i've experienced some things i wrote almost the same. i think i just wanted to get my own feelings out a little and the best way to do that for me is to make a story about it ig

anyways, i hope you liked it and i decided to make a part 2 of this since i feel like most of you wanna know how this is gonna end up

btw the second part of my series is almost finished ieeee, as well as the chenry fic :))

[nucleo-bang-tan]

Grayscale Pt.2 | JJK

Pairing/s: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Cheating AU, highschool sweethearts, first love

Rating/s: No detailed explicit content, but wouldn't recommend it for minors.

Warning/s: SH!!, Major heartbreak (duh), Jungkook is literally a liar and a dirty, dirty cheat (not irl, he's an angel), mentions of sex with another woman, lmk if I'm forgetting anything.

A/N: Please leave comments, I would love to hear from you guys. Critique my writing and tell me if I'm doing anything wrong, really appreciate it.

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Gaeul never wanted this. She never wanted to feel like such a disappointment. But whenever she was with you, she felt like one.

Ever since she transferred to your school, she was no longer the center of attraction. You were so, so kind and so patient with everyone, even with her.

You had helped Gaeul with adjusting to her new school even when you barely knew her.

At her previous school, Gaeul was the top student, and top athlete. But when her father succumbed to his illnesses, she had no option but to move in with her uncle.

The change of pace affected her studies and performance a lot but Gaeul could always count on you to help her with anything.

She would never admit that to some extent, she was jealous of you. Jealous of the attention you received.

"Hey, umm... Gaeul, was it?" She was caught off guard by her crush, Jeon Jungkook.

She tried her best to act nonchalant. Maybe he was trying to finally ask her out.

She fiddled with the cuffs of her school uniform, "Yeah? What's up?"

The anticipation was building up in her belly, or was it just the butterflies he gave her?

"You're friends with Y/n, right?" The mention of your name almost made her lose her cool.

Ofcourse you two were friends, not close ones, but friends nevertheless.

"Y-yeah, what about it?" She tried to contain her distaste towards you. Yet again, you took the attention, but this time, from the person Gaeul wanted the most.

"Does she... she doesn't have a boyfriend, right? I'm asking for a friend." He said.

She sighed, "She doesn't. Her parents would never let her. They'd kill her."

Gaeul could see Jungkook's face light up.

He smiled, "So, it's her parents? She can't have a boyfriend because of her parents?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"So would you do me a favour?" Jungkook asked.

"Sure, what is it?" Maybe it was her only chance to get closer to Jungkook, she wasn't going to risk it.

"Bring her to the basketball game this evening. I- my friend will handle the rest."

Gaeul wasn't dumb, she knew this wasn't for his friend. But whatever, she thought, you were probably too stuck up to date someone like Jungkook anyway.

Jungkook was really easy-going and shy and always loved to beat your ass in a match.

You on the other hand loved confident guys and were competitive. It wasn't surprising to know that half the school had a crush on you and Jungkook was among them.

But there was no way you would like Jungkook, right? Right...?

Oh, Gaeul was so wrong. She realised it way too late when she saw you two kissing in the gymnasium.

So after she balled her eyes out for a day or two, she decided it's enough. She was tired of you being better than her.

"Gaeul!" You approached her and hugged her.

"Hey, Y/n." She feigned a smile.

"I cannot thank you enough. You unknowingly helped me and Jungkook a lot."

She realised that she could one-up you. You were hot, for sure. But Gaeul had experience, she could seduce Jungkook easily.

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"Would you stop? I'm not telling Y/n about this because you are her best friend. Think about her." Jungkook had pulled Gaeul aside. "Plus, don't you have a boyfriend? Second one this month?"

Your friend group was at a club celebrating your nineteenth birthday. You were finally legal and Jungkook decided he'd teach you a thing or two about drinking.

She put a hand on the man's chest and stepped closer, "They would never know. Plus, you have your needs. I'm sure you won't be satisfied by her."

"Shut up, Gaeul. Stop trying to make moves on me, it's not going to work." He walked back to the bar where you were getting a bit too tipsy.

Your best friend watched as he led you outside the club, probably to get you back to your shared apartment.

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But one faithful night for Gaeul, was when you were sick and she found Jungkook studying in the college library alone.

Jungkook didn't notice her until she sat beside him, her skimpy skirt riding up catching his eye.

He cleared his throat and whispered, "What do you want?"

She leaned forward and whispered back, "You know what I want." And placed a hand on his well-built thigh.

But surprisingly, he didn't react to her touch as usual—like it was poison.

He was extremely stressed due to his finals. You being sick didn't help.

"Why do you do this?" He asked eyeing her legs.

"Maybe because I can love you more than Y/n could ever dream of."

He raised his eyebrow, "Trust me, I don't even wanna know. I can't do this right now, just leave."

Her hand trailed up, "Maybe you could use a little stress relief?"

Jungkook tried to make sense of it all, why did he do it? He loved you more than anything, more than he could ever imagine loving anyone. Yet, he found himself buried inside some other girl.

When he returned home, he hoped you were asleep because he was sure he couldn't face you. But you weren't, you stayed up, waiting for him.

He cried in your arms, muttering around a hundred sorry's. He never said why he was apologising. But you kept saying you loved him through it all which made it worse for him.

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Jungkook got up from her bed, finding his shirt, "We can't keep doing this, I-"

"You give in to me all the time, Jungkook. I'm starting to feel bad for Y/n." Gaeul passed him his underwear.

"You're literally the worst person in the world and not to mention the best actor." He slung his bag over his shoulder and looked at her naked form for what he promised himself was the last time.

She smirked, "I'd do it all for love."

"Fuck you."

And fuck her is what he did over the years. Over and over and over again. He knew it was strictly physical for him but for her, he was the love of her life.

He decided to get married to you and maybe then Gaeul would stop. But it was him, he was the problem. He couldn't stop himself.

He knew you were more than enough for him. He could give you all the love he had with him then why?

He gave up at some point, he gave up trying to be loyal to you.

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"Jungkook?" You sat beside him on the couch.

"Yeah, baby?" He looked up from his phone, a smile still evident on his features. No doubt, he was texting her.

Jungkook noticed the change in your behaviour and appearance. You didn't wear his hoodies, the colour under your eyes became darker by the day, you rejected cuddles and never even asked or let him have sex with you, which was weird since the both of you had similar drives.

And the worst of it all, he didn't see you smile during these days.

So now, he was a bit surprised when he realised you initiated a conversation.

He placed his phone aside and slid closer to you. He didn't offer you any hugs or cuddles because he knew something was off.

"Eunwoo's gonna come over to help me with something." Your voice cracked despite your efforts to be stable and calm about it.

He smiled, "Yeah? Sure, we can have him over for as long as you'd like. But why can't I help you?"

"It's nothing. He'll be here in a few hours." You got up and tried to leave. Much to your dismay, your husband held your wrist to stop you.

"Are you alright, baby?" The question almost made you scoff. But you didn't. You wanted to scream at yourself because you didn't scoff at him and leave.

Instead, you melted into his touch and smiled.

"I'm- yeah, I'm good." You said as he pulled you onto his lap. The feeling was so familiar, almost like it was second nature to you.

You wanted to slap him, yell at him, throw a tantrum. But you didn't.

You sighed as your body softened. He caressed your hair, it was an instinct.

"Tell me." He whispered while kissing the top of your head.

You gulped, this was bad. This was so, so bad. You never wanted to be in this position with him today. You should have left. But you didn't.

Instead, you let him kiss you. You were human afterall, how could you stop yourself from loving your own husband?

It felt like home.

He felt like home.

But you weren't his.

Your own best friend could provide him with more comfort than you could.

You sighed into the kiss, letting him take over.

Just one more time wouldn't hurt, right? Letting him take care of you just once more? You begged yourself not to fall into him even if it was the last time. But you couldn't help yourself.

You broke the kiss, eyes tearing up, "Jungkook..."

"What is it, baby?" He pulled you into a hug.

It took you a few seconds to calm your breaths, "Am I enough?"

He pulled back to look you straight in the eyes, lying to you was a second nature to him at this point, "Yeah, baby. I would never want anyone but you."

You smiled, "You sure?"

Jungkook couldn't help but feel as if something, heck, a lot was off about your question.

He should have been truthful, he should have been honest at the time, maybe you would have stayed, "I'd never lie to you."

You couldn't help but chuckle a bit at his response making him confused. There was no way you found out anything about him and Gaeul, right?

You got up, "I'll just be in the bedroom..."

It was so casual, as if you didn't know anything. It was so uncanny for Jungkook. As if it was a normal day for you two. But it was anything but normal.

After a while, one of your college friends, Eunwoo rang the doorbell. You didn't even need to think twice before opening it.

Your friend was fuming to say the least and mind you, Eunwoo was never even angry.

"Where is he?" He asked.

"Eunwoo, I just... let's just leave." You said giving him space to come inside the house.

"Leave? You want to just leave after what he did?" He asked, frowning.

You sighed, eyes in a constant state of glistening, "I don't want to-"

"Hey, man. What's up?" Your husband walked in, greeting your friend.

But instead of some kind words, Eunwoo was quick to greet him with his fist to Jungkook's jaw.

The hit was so hard and sudden, it made him fall onto the floor.

"Jungkook!" You gasped trying to get to him but Eunwoo didn't let you. He held you behind him, protecting you like Jungkook was a wild animal and your friend was your guard.

Your husband was stunned but didn't stay down for long. He wiped his bloody lip with the back of his hand.

"You befriend my wife, come to my house and hit me? What the fuck was that?"

Eunwoo chuckled bitterly, "You don't deserve to call her your wife. That was for what you did."

Surely, you didn't know about Gaeul and him. But the way Eunwoo just hit him told him something else.

"I don't want this, let's leave, please." You tried to reason with him.

Jungkook looked visibly confused to which Eunwoo replied, "I'm taking her to my house."

"W-What do you mean?" Jungkook's eyes caught yours.

"Do I really need to explain, Jeon? I'm talking about Gaeul and you. I can't let Y/n stay here with you."

All the colour on Jungkook's face instantly turned pale, the only contrast being his busted lip.

"Y/n, it's not- I- no..." He looked at you for anything, a single word but all you did was look away, tears threatening to fall.

"Don't even try to explain, she's leaving with me."

Jungkook blinked, processing it all. You couldn't leave him. There was no way he was letting you leave with someone else.

"Y/n, please hear me out... it was nothing, I tried to-" He was cut off by another hit to his jaw making him stumble backwards.

This time you didn't bother to look at him. You knew Eunwoo was holding himself back for you. You couldn't bear seeing Jungkook hurt like that.

"You actually have no shame, huh? Stop trying to explain anything. I know, she knows."

Jungkook walked towards you, trying to touch you, he was already crying. But Eunwoo didn't let him near you.

"Please, Y/n, listen to me. I- please..." His voice came out coarse and his breath, bated.

Eunwoo looked disgusted at him, after what he did, he should not even have a chance to explain himself. But Jungkook fell onto his knees, looking up at you.

"I beg you, Y/n. Don't leave me. Please. I love you. I love you more than anything."

But you couldn't bear to look at him, instead, you looked at Eunwoo and silently whispered to him, "Shall we leave?" Your tears betrayed your commands.

Your friend took your hand in his, and led you away from Jungkook, away from the love of your life. Away from everything you ever had.

Jungkook knew he couldn't stop you. Not when you had your friend with you, not when he knew you didn't want to stay.

But he still rushed to you, and hugged your legs, "I can't do this without you, Y/n. Please, please.... don't do this to me."

You looked down and caressed his hair, all you could do was smile, "I love you, Jungkook. You are my everything, but I'm not yours."

"No, no, Y/n. I don't want anything or anyone but you. I promise you the world."

"You did that 11 years ago as well, but look at us now." You kept caressing his hair, it felt so familiar.

Jungkook knew there was nothing he could do, "No, I-"

"Get off of her, that's enough."

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Gaeul entered the house in a rush, "Jungkook?"

The said man was lying practically lifeless on the couch. He didn't even bother to see or acknowledge her.

"Jungkook, hey baby. Finally, she left. I heard-"

Jungkook just simply whispered, "Get out..."

"What?"

"Get the fuck out of my house..."

"What's wrong? Aren't you relieved that she left?"

"I don't want to see your face, ever. Just go away before I do something."

Gaeul flinched, "Kookie, come on..."

"I said..." Jungkook yelled at her, "...get the fuck out before I hurt you."

"What did I do?" She backed away.

"What did you do? You ruined everything. And for what? Some high school jealousy? I love her, Gaeul. Never in a million years can I live without her."

She looked annoyed, "After all these years? You still love her? Then why the fuck would you fuck me? Say all those pretty words to me instead of her?"

Jungkook had no idea why.

He was the one who ruined it all, Gaeul was just a factor. But blaming her made it much less painful than it already was.

"I never loved you, Gaeul. I've always loved Y/n. You have never been enough for me."

"What are you talking about?"

"You have always known it's going to be her, I would never want to be with you."

Gaeul blinked, trying to process it all. She knew Jungkook didn't love her but saying it out loud in this way?

She had originally planned to ruin your relationship as a challenge for herself, but along the way, she fell in love. And Jungkook always ignored it.

She always assumed it was because he didn't want a messy break up and loved the thrill of it all.

"Jungkook..."

He closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his forearm, not wanting to see or hear anymore from her.

"So that's it? We're over?" She looked at him for a denial.

"How delusional can you be? We never were anything."

She chuckled, "And that is why you ruined your marriage?"

"And what about you? Feeling better about your insecure self?" He replied.

"Jungkook, listen to me. We can start over, leave her behind..."

And that is how Jungkook ended up throwing her out of the house.

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A knock on your door woke you up. You had no idea when you fell asleep, exhausted from all the happenings and crying.

Every moment felt like a burden to you. Every breath felt heavy. You had poured everything in for Jungkook and now you were completely drained.

You told yourself repeatedly, it was not your fault, not even a bit. But you couldn't deny that you tried to ignore all the bright red signs.

You sat up, your arms barely helped. The brush of your shirt against your stomach burned because of the fresh cuts you gave yourself.

You were living at Eunwoo's house for the past 2 weeks. He had been really supportive through every single bit of this ordeal. He even let you sleep on the bed while he rested on the couch.

Staying with him felt really comfortable, he made sure you had everything you needed. But it reminded you of Jungkook, and how he never let anything bother you.

"Hey... are you alright?" He said, entering.

You smile, "Much better I think. Cried more than I should."

"I uh- I'm sorry for this but..."

"But what?"

"Someone..." He sighed, "Jungkook is here to talk to you."

You looked down at your sleeve-clad hands on your lap, you knew this time was coming. You knew you had to talk to him. Forgiveness was not an option but talking would help a lot with the closure.

You had blocked Jungkook a couple of days after you left. He never stopped calling, not even for a single minute, hoping you'd pick up. Everytime he did, your heart physically ached for him.

But despite this, you weren't sure if you could talk to him without breaking down.

You weren't sure how you survived this long.

You didn't want to survive this long.

"I'll stay here while you two talk, is that fine?" Eunwoo asked.

You took a deep breath. You had thought this through, "I wanna be alone with him."

"Are you sure, I don't mind staying here."

"It's going to be fine, Eunwoo."

Your friend nodded and stepped aside and left letting your ex-lover step inside.

You could barely recognise him. He looked extremely dehydrated and starved. His cheeks no longer held their plumpness. His eyes only seemed to hold life the moment they were laid on you. He looked drunk. But you could tell he made an effort to look presentable to you.

The two of you mirrored each other when your eyes met. Jungkook, however, was the first to let his tears flow.

"Y/n..." He tested the waters by slowly walking towards the bed you were sitting on.

He kneeled down near the edge and extended his arms to touch you. But you didn't let him and it didn't take a genius to understand why.

"S-Say what you want to, Jungkook." You mentally cursed at yourself for stuttering. But how were you supposed to stay calm?

Jungkook had a whole speech prepared. He wanted to apologise for everything he did, everything he lied about and assurr you that he'd never do it again.

But all he could mutter up was, "I'm sorry, Y/n..."

"How long?" You asked. You were always a calm person, and always relied on Jungkook to stand up for you.

He gulped at your stern tone, "5 years..."

The crack in your heart could be heard by him. Tears were long out of your control.

"Y-You... for 5 fucking years?" You cried, "You were with that bitch for 5 years? Jungkook, did you ever even love me?"

"I love you, Y/n, please believe me on this. It was strictly physical with Gaeul."

You scoffed, "Does that even matter!? You fucked my best friend for 5 years, Jungkook. You fucked her when I was right beside you two."

His eyes widened, he had no idea you were awake at the time. He looked at you with pure pain in his eyes. Jungkook wasn't much of an empath but he could feel everything when he was with you.

"If you loved me..." You sobbed, "...you would've told me what the hell was wrong with me. Wasn't I enough?"

"No, no, Y/n, baby. You are more than enough, I-"

Jungkook's eyes landed on your wrist where your sleeve had ridden up. He looked more heartbroken than ever. As if the ground under his feet suddenly decided it didn't want to hold him up.

"Y/n... y-you started again?"

It took you a while but when you realised what he was referring to, you quickly covered your whole body with a blanket, still feeling as if it wasn't enough.

"Please..." He bowed down with his head on the edge of the bed, "...please forgive me, I- I never wanted this to happen..."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at him, "But it did happen, Jungkook. And I can never forgive you for it. Maybe if it was a one night thing, heck, even a few couple of times. But we're talking 5 years."

He continued crying with his head down. You reached out to touch the back of his hand, which was held in a fist.

He immediately relaxed at your action.

"You humiliated me, Jungkook. Y-You keep apologising but it won't change the fact."

He looked up at you, you face kind as ever. He wanted you to be screaming at him, throwing stuff at him, he didn't even mind if you beat the living shit out of him. He hated this, he hated this so much.

He was the cause of what you were going through, he was the exact things he tried all his life to save you from—pain and disappointment.

"Jungkook?" You said, ever-so-calmly. But everything that had happened was evident in your shaky voice.

"Y-Yeah?"

"Do you love me? Even a little bit?"

It didn't take a single millisecond for him to answer, "Never have I ever loved anything more than I love you..."

"Then, let me let go of you." You whispered, bringing his hand to your lips and placing one last small kiss.

He shuddered, trying his best to not let go of your hand, but it slipped.

Everything he ever had, everything he ever wanted, lost.

You didn't say anything, you didn't need to. Jungkook knew you better than you did, he knew what your words signified. It was the end. The end of everything.

The sound of the door opening, Eunwoo speaking, everything seemed drowned out for him.

He didn't say anything either, he just got up and left. He didn't know where to, he didn't have a home, just an empty shell of what used to be.

[rpmemes-galore]

Sabrina Carpenter : emails i can’t send fwd album ... sentence starters

"Don't say sorry, now."

"Oh, you're so vicious."

"It was all so innocent."

"I can't read your mind."

"You miss me? No duh."

"You want me? I'm done."

"And if I do, then I blame you."

"Why you gotta be so vicious?"

"So why do you look so happy?"

"I like the way you like to laugh."

"Bet you wanna touch me, now."

"I've quietly carried your burden."

"Everyone thinks you're an angel."

"You're lucky I'm a private person."

"I get nice guys and villainize them."

"Oh, so you can reply, just to not me."

"And thanks to you, I can't love right."

"Were you lyin' to me and the family?"

"I still make excuses for you constantly."

"I'll drive you home, you drive me crazy."

"One year, ten thousand bad moments."

"Say it's hard, but you make it look easy."

"There’s no hiding from the thought of us."

"When I saw you cry, I didn't handle it well."

"You wanna discuss? Ugh, you disgust me."

"Oh, so you do have a type and it's not me."

"Yeah, I say I'm done, but I'm still confused."

"Your signals are mixed, you act like a bitch."

"And I tried to look for the best in the worst."

"Your corner in my mind is well-established."

"I wish we stayed just like we were up there."

"Didn't think about it when you let me down."

"But like, fuck me, that caused a commotion."

"I can't help myself when you get close to me."

"Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice."

"And God, I love you, but you're such a dipshit."

"I'm not catastrophizing, everything's derailing."

"It's times like these, wish I had a time machine."

"You're not my friend and, baby, you never were."

"Give me a second to forget I evеr really meant it."

"You don't feel remorse, you don't feel the effects."

"He's good for my heart, but he's bad for business."

"After the aftermath, I know you'll be coming back."

"Tell me I was more than just a decent opportunity."

"Don't think I'll find forgiveness as fast as mom did."

"You're good at impersonating someone who cares."

"Don't make me cuss you out, why'd you let me down?"

"Without you here, I don't know what to do with myself."

"I feel so much lighter, like a feather, with you off my mind."

"Or maybe I believed in all your lies, 'cause I believed in you."

"If I fall in love with all my problems, will they leave me, too?"

"'Cause you don't think you hurt me if you wish me the best."

"I'm too late to be your first love, but I'll always be your favorite."

"I think he's onto me every time I say I'm over that son of a bitch."

"I wonder how many things you think about before you get to me."

"If I could convince him, if he doesn't see it, then maybe it doesn't exist."

"But now you're takin' up my nights. Never been so glad to be so tired."

"How am I supposed to close the door when I still need the closure?"

"Well, this was really nice. Maybe we should do this on purpose sometime."

"You say that you need to be alone, but night and day, want me at your beck and call."

"And everyone thinks you're an angel... But shit, I would probably use different wording."

[starkid-smosh]

Haha oh really? At one point I shipped Joey Richter with like everyone on the cast and yes ... with Angela (Lex and Ethan forever) but I've never said it out loud because a) Joey and Lauren are 🥺😭❤️ and b) because I am too sensitive and can't take hate at all, which I inevitably would've gotten for shipping them

Also sidenote, they didn't invite Mariah or Angela or Jon to the wedding, right? Just the old (OG) starkid (except ...)

One more note, was what he did really that bad that EVERYONE shunned him?

You know what? Honestly this is SO real lmao. Joey just has such good chemistry with EVERYONE that I don't even blame you for this lol. I mean obviously Lauren bc duh, but him and Jaime played love interests a lot back in the day and were cute, him and Angela CRUSHED it as Lex and Ethan, him and Mariah had really good chemistry as Pete and Steph, Joey and Brian Rosenthal were THE "and they were roommates" lmao, Joey and Curt had really good chemistry as Curt and Owen, him and Corey as McDoon and Cletus Jones, him and Rachel in Firebringer etc. Like Joey really is SO good with literally everyone and brings the CHEMISTRY every time. I don't even blame you there lmao.

Also I didn't even think about this but yeah I don't remember seeing Mariah, Angela, or Jon at their wedding. I feel like their wedding was on the smaller end like it was that outdoorsy wedding with not *that* many people right? Maybe they just wanted to keep it to only the people they've known the longest and are the closest with or something. Idk I don't know how but I never even realized that they weren't there, but thinking back to all the pictures and videos I saw I don't know if I remember seeing them in any of them. Someone please correct me if I'm wrong though lol.

And on the third and final note, um yeah I mean he sexually harassed a member of the Starkid band and publicly posted about it on his stories at the height of the nmt2 teasing/promotions where EVERYONE was keeping a close eye on everyone's socials (and really put a damper on the hype in the middle of everyone getting super excited about it). I actually think he was still friends with Jon for a little bit from what I remember, but then instead of just taking accountability and not talking about Starkid anymore, he then proceeded to talk shit about them once they did their next kickstarter (after not saying anything for a year.. suspicious timing if I do say so myself..) including calling them weird for going on tour and singing avpm songs "pushing 40", claiming that they wouldn't let him have a solo in Black Friday because he was a newer Starkid (he had one but he turned it down), claiming that they didn't like Jeff's songs and wouldn't play his stuff on tour or something (less sure about this one but also they played a lot of his stuff on tour lol), claiming they preferred and prioritized older Starkids and wouldn't give newer Starkids leads (Jon and Angela were both leads in their first shows), I believe trying to imply they were homophobic to him (blatantly untrue and there are a lot of queer Starkids and characters in their shows) and finally trying to imply that Brian and Meredith's relationship was problematic because he's "her boss." Can any of the other people well versed in the Robert drama lmk if I got anything wrong or if I missed anything? Because I lowkey feel like there was more too lol. OMG YEAH can't forget about how he said he'd love for there to be a Beauty and the Beast where Belle is black and Gaston racially fetishizes her right before saying that Gaston would be his dream role 🙃 This got real long real fast, but let's just say I don't blame everyone at Starkid for shunning him lmao.

[valevntine]

get to know your mutuals:

tysm for tagging me & giving me a chance to yap my ass off @djarinwidow 🥴 you're the sweetest, love ya!! 💓🤲🏻

What's the origin of your blog title?

i have this @ everywhere, my best friend suggested it to me in 2016 when i was changing my instagram handle. i grew so attached to it i never changed it + it makes up for a really cool art name 😎

OTP(s) + shipname:

ooof okay: cazzie (atypical), dellie (tlou), jucy (julien baker & lucy dacus), sydcarmy (the bear)... bella ramsey & me...

Favourite colour:

i love aaall pastels + white, i'd say mostly pink, green & blue <3

Favourite game:

THIS IS A DIFFICULT QUESTION. i'd say pokémon pearl bc it's the first Pokémon i've ever played, Pokémon mystery dungeon because i'm emotionally attached to it aaand the legend of zelda breath of the wild :)

Song stuck in your head:

love me not by ravyn lenae

Weirdest habit/trait:

when i'm drawing and i start to get frustrated/tired i make weird noises out loud... like screeches.... don't ask. also i can fold my tongue into a clover ...?

Hobbies:

drawing and painting (wow you don't say!), crafting in general (clay sculpting, collages, decorating anything i can get my hands on...), cooking and baking, playing my bass, making playlists for anything, making pinterest boards for anything, dressing up just for funsies, looking and admiring all the children's books in bookshops <3

If you work, what's your profession?

not quite a full time illustrator but that's the plan 🥲💓

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

being a full time artist is what i've always dreamt of being so i really find it hard to choose anything else... hmmm maybe a photographer or a vet!

Something you're good at:

DRAWING IS THE ONLY THING I'M GOOD AT !!!

Something you're bad at:

opening up to others and expressing my feelings clearly 🥲

Something you love:

spring!!! i'm loving spring!! everything blooms and gets colourful and the weather is hotter but not too hot to the point that it's unbearable and i start wearing all my favourite clothes again 🌷🌷🌷🌷

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff:

oh god.... about to get deep but i'd say how the right environment changes you for the better, how i experienced it when i finished high school, cut off all my toxic friendships and how my life took a 360 degree turn when i started art school instead <3

Something you hate:

many MANY things... but i want to say something lighthearted so i'll go with chickpeas and beans lmao

Something you collect:

art books and dried flowers, i used to collect crystals but not really anymore

Something you forget:

pretty much anything... i'm forgetful 🥴

What's your love language?

physical touch and words of affirmation!! 😮‍💨😮‍💨

Favourite movie/show:

my favourite movies of all time are fantastic mr fox (or anything by wes anderson really), little miss sunshine, spirited away and mean girls :) while favourite shows it's definitely a more complicated answer... i'd say atypical, the bear, pose, abbott elementary

Favourite food:

pasta all day every day

Favourite animal:

basic answer is dogs, but also all rodents. i've had 3 hamsters & 4 guinea pigs and i miss themmmm

What were you like as a child?

veeery shy, a bit of a crybaby (still am...), extremely attached to my mum

Favourite subject at school?

art (duh), literature, english and spanish

Least favourite subject at school?

big on maths. i've always wondered if i have dyscalculia so...

What's your best character trait?

sjwkdnekdn what do you want me to say?? people usually say i'm sweet, gentle and kind. i'm very affectionate too

What's your worst character trait?

i'm a big procrastinator 😭 also i'm so naive it comes with a price, i really can't understand if/when someone is taking advantage of me 😵‍💫

If you could change any detail of your day right now, what would it be?

it's still early but i'm soooo sleepy, so that. also i've had a shit day yesterday and cried like a baby the whole day so i hope i can feel better today!!

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

k there's only a couple people that come to mind but THAT'S PRIVATE🧍🏻‍♀️

Recommend one of your favourite fanfics (spread the love!):

OOOH OKAY. *pulls up the notion spreadsheet with all my favourite fanfics*:

definitely have to choose if the door wasn't shut series, cried my fucking eyes out and i always go back to read it when i want to enjoy some angsty content

thanks for listening to me ramble!!

npt for my beautiful darlings: @mushgloomz @bergamote-catsandbooks @itwasntimethatdidit40 & anyone else who might want to join <3

[kyehwas]

jake x a reader who hates him and avoids him because he reminds them of someone they hate but when they are forced to hang out they realize that they actually have a lot of chemistry…..,,. take ur time btw no rush

TBIS IS A FIRE IDEA ACTUALLY!!! TY POOKIE!!! those following for pjsk fics sorry but the brainrot is taking over <3 plus writing for other fandoms is a nice break from pjsk :3 this is a non-idol au thing ig 🤭

@onthat611beat hope you like it ♡

Your ex-friend used to have a massive crush on Jake. She would rant about him all the time, saying stuff such as "we were meant to be!" or "he looked at me, he wants me bad!"

You were sick of it, and by the time you cut contact with her, you didn't want to hear anything about Jake again. You avoided him in the halls and in your classes, memories of that friend coming back whenever you looked at him.

"Y/N! There's this guy I'm sort of interested in, and he wants to have a study group with us and some of his friends!" Your best friend and roommate grinned.

"Who is it?" You asked her, secretly praying it wasn't going to be a repeat of what happened with your ex-friend.

"His name is Riki, look!" Your friend showed you a picture of the guy she liked. He didn't seem bad. And your friend seemed normal enough about him.

"Yeah, he's cute. Sure, I'll go to the study group with you."

The next day, when you walked in the café you guys decided to meet up in, you saw Riki, your bestie, and...

"Y/n, this is Jaeyun. He's in the grade above you, right?"

"Mhm, nice to meet you, y/n. You can call me Jake." He flashed a warm smile at you. It made your stomach churn with how nice he was to you.

Memories of your ex-friend and her toxicity flooded your brain, yet you pulled yourself together and held your hand out. "Nice to meet you, Jake!"

His hand was warm. You were sort of understanding why your ex-friend liked Jake now.

The study group went surprisingly smoothly, with you exchanging numbers with the two boys and leaving with a stomach full of sweets.

You explained to your bestie the situation between you and your ex-friend, how she was in love with Jake and how she was a huge asshole towards you.

"Is that why you looked shocked when you saw him?" She asked.

You nodded. "Was it that obvious? God, I really hope I didn't give him a bad impression of me..."

"Don't worry, y/n, it wasn't that obvious." Your friend said before being interrupted by the ding of your phone. An unknown number.

hey y/n this is jake from the study group i just remembered i had your number lol

"It's Jake. Whenever I think of him, I think of my ex-friend and then I start feeling sick. Should I answer?" Your finger hovered above the message icon.

"Yes, duh? Forget about that shitty girl, that's in the past. It's time to move on and forget about her, y/n."

"Hm.. You're right. I'll respond. I know it's been half a year, but it's hard to get over it." Your fingers rapidly typed and backspace until you found a response you would send to him.

hi jake!! dw abt it, im glad you texted me

"I literally can't do this bestie, what if he hates me? Fuck, that message sounded so cringy." The worst case scenarios flashed in your eyes.

"He doesn't. Read the message he just sent, I don't think anyone who hates you would send that."

do you wanna go get lunch with me tomorrow? i wanna talk to you more, you seem chill 😄 also your friend likes riki right? she makes it obvious

"I DO?" Your best friend gasped. When you agreed, your friend threw her head back, landing on one of the soft pillows of your bed. "It's fine, I'll deal with it later. Back to you, y/n~"

"Oh lord."

"You should go with Jake! He's asking you out on a date!"

"He is?" You reread the message. "Oh shit, he is."

"Y/n l/n, you are a total loser. Your life is so boring, like, you've never been in a relationship? You should go. It'll make your life interesting."

"Geez, you're such a nice friend." You rolled your eyes.

yeah ofc!! where & when?

is noon at the pizza place near the cafe alright with you?

mhm, see u there :)

You turned your phone off and let your brain process what was happening.

The only knowledge you've had of Jake prior to this was from your ex-friend, and she looked at him with rose-colored glasses. You were going on a date with the very person your ex-friend was head over heels for.

Fast-forward to the next day, you put on an outfit you deemed worthy for an outing and exited the house. You hoped your bestie wouldn't blow up the house.

Once you arrived at the pizza place, you spotted Jake waiting outside, scrolling on his phone.

"Jake!" You called, and his head perked up, smiling wide as he waved to you, "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long!"

"Y/n! Don't worry about it, I just got here anyways, let's go in and order, 'kay?" It wasn't even a sort of anymore. You were definitely understanding why your ex-friend was obsessed with Jake.

Your eyes couldn't leave Jake as he ordered a pizza and drinks for you both, and you didn't even process the question he asked you until he pointed out your lack of response.

"Sorry, I just feel... I don't know, out of it? Could be nerves," You awkwardly laughed.

Jake only cocked his head his face painted with a confused expression before giving you a small grin. "I get it, nerves do that to me too. So, um, what do you like to do?"

"I- I like writing?"

"That's cool, do you think you could ever show me one of your stories?" When he noticed your eyes widening, he laughed, "I'm kidding, you don't have to show me if you don't want to."

The pizza came, and you two chatted about anything you could think of. You talked about your friends antics and he talked about his. He even showed you a picture of his cute dog.

"Y/n, if you don't want to answer this, it's fine, but why did you ignore me before you were forced to see me at the café. Did I do anything wrong?"

Shit. Now you were forced to talk about your past with your ex-friend. "I had a friend who used to like you. You were all she would talk about, and it was getting annoying. She was an asshole too. After we stopped being friends, I didn't want to be reminded of her, and you happened to be one of the things that reminded me of her. I feel bad about ignoring you, since you're a great guy."

"Oh, it was *****, yeah? I remember her." Hearing her name made you feel lightheaded. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that. If it makes you better, I never liked her much."

"Seriously?"

"Yup, you want to head back to my dorm? I could show you my lego collection?"

"Sure," You giggled, getting up out of your seat in the booth, Jake following suit. You felt a sense of relief knowing that Jake didn't like your ex-friend.

As you two were walking back, gray clouds started to gather. A few rain droplets fell on your face before the downpour began. You and Jake looked at each other before Jake took your hand and started running to his dorm, dragging you along.

Once you guys made it, you were both soaking wet and panting. "I wasn't expecting it to rain, sorry.."

"It's okay. I really enjoyed your company..."

Silence filled the room. Jake's hand was still holding yours. "Y/n... may I..?"

"Please, Jaeyun."

His lips pressed onto yours, and even if it was for a second, it felt like time stopped. It was just you and him in this little world.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you on a real date, when it isn't raining. We could go wherever, just tell me," Jake told you when the kiss ended.

"Let's hope it isn't raining tomorrow, promise we'll go wherever?"

"I pinky promise, dear." He held out his pinky, and you intertwined it with yours.

This was the start of a new chapter, a chapter without her, and you had someone, who although gave you bad memories from the previous chapter, would be by your side.

[lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks]

I have a really weird hyperfixation on The Mummy, but not the Boris Karloff or the Brendan Fraser versions, those would be completely acceptable movies to enjoy (and I do so enjoy them)

but I cannot stop thinking about The Mummy 2017 starring Tom Cruise and it's a problem

I love bad movies, I love them so much, I own so many b-grade horror flicks, old classic films with terrible acting and awful special effects, I love absolutely shit tier cgi, I love Ed Wood disasters, I love cult classic bad movies, I love really weird niche bad movies

but this one is like, such a special kind of bad movie, I can't really put my finger on exactly why though?? but I am damn well going to try, in this essay I will-

they fucked up from the get go by casting Tom Cruise, like this movie is sometimes deliberately goofy, but a lot of the time it takes itself very seriously, SO seriously, and I cannot physically take Tom Cruise seriously, he turns every single scene he is in into a joke by virtue of his mere presence

but when they have actual jokes, they are so not funny they cycle back around to being really fucking funny

I am watching this movie fucking whiff every god damn beat it tries to hit and it does it so beautifully it's a god damn marvel

Russel Crowe as Jekyll and Hyde??? I actually somehow missed the part where he introduced himself as Jekyll on my first watch, so the Hyde reveal was a true surprise to me and I was very genuinely disappointed on my second watch when I realised it was not supposed to be a surprise, because that was a really fun reveal

and Russel Crowe seemed to be having an absolute fucking whale of a time as Hyde, I loved every moment he was on screen with his stupid cockney accent, I would watch his movie, I know it would be bad, that's why I want it, because there is nothing quite like a bad movie with an actor still giving 110%

and the mummy character herself? she was supposed to be pharaoh and then her dad had a son with someone else and now this baby is jumping all up in her place like, okay baby murder might not be the coolest thing in the world but like, she's got ambition, she's getting shit done, she's hustlin' like go get it girl I'm rooting for you babe

also when she sucked the life out of some dude and turned him into a shrivelled husk my roommate said 'she could do that to me and I'd thank her' so she's got that going for her, like girl's a half rotten corpse wrapped in decaying bandages and she still slays

and then we have the completely ridiculous female rivalry??? like this mummy could kill this woman SO MANY TIMES and just doesn't???? for reasons?????? like she could literally kill her in an instant at any moment but no they gotta girl fight for a bit because Tom Cruise is at stake and why wouldn't two hot women fight over Tom Cruise right?? right????

nevermind the fact that he has been practically nothing but ✨The WooOOOOooorst✨ to her the WHOLE first act of the movie, oh and uh let's not forget the 'duh huh guy bad at sex' jokes that they just could not put down for a good chunk there (but wait! uh he's good at sex actually she's just being mean because he hurt her feewings)

like, this movie hits every fucking branch of the bad trope tree, this movie is playing bad trope bingo, it is collecting bad tropes like pokemon, it has to have them all

also a really bizarre ongoing American Werewolf in London reference?? it was not unwelcome, it was some of the best comedy in the movie (that is an easy bar to jump btw), the actor had some great wry line delivery, I enjoyed it

I think the biggest issue, and the reason I can't stop chewing on this magnum opus of garbage, is that it reminds me of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, in several different ways

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen also happens to be another of my favourite bad movies, but it falls into the particular genre of bad movies, a fucking cool as shit concept, and some really cool as shit visuals, and some very cool as shit characters, but an absolute swing and a miss on the delivery

The Mummy 2017 starring Tom Cruise has That Vibe to me, there is some cool shit here, we know this because the previous version utilised that cool shit very very well, but this one was the only one who made the villain a woman pursuing a man, and not just any man, the ✨worst✨ man, you did not feel very sorry for this guy, honestly watching him go through the constant torment of being stalked by a bodacious supernatural babe who put a sexy little curse kiss on him was fun, he's a sopping wet little meow meow and I wanna see him thrown at a wall, and I get to see that several times, and it is a delight every time

in the previous movie the mummy went after really likeable characters, people who were just generally nice, a roguish scamp with a heart of gold, or just really hot, seriously that cast was beyond smoking what the fu

I did not like Tom Cruise as a character, and to be fair that was the point, he was supposed to have a redemption arc, the story and his sacrifice at the end were supposed to be about him becoming a better person

but he fucking doesn't??? it's like 'oh boo hoo I have made this great sacrifice and now I am a monster and I did it to save my lady love's life even though we had zero chemistry and I was just ✨The Worst✨ to her' and then he fucks off to go and do the exact same shit he was doing at the start of the movie, fucking around in the desert looking for boy adventures

it was a great ending and I loved it because it was so dumb and also he abandoned the woman he brought back to life to go fuck around with his bro who he also brought back to life, I love that for them, go have some boy adventures you madlads you sure didn't earn it but don't let that stop you, just heterosexually ride off into the sunset together it's fine, she is literally better off without you in every way you made the Correct Decision

and then there's these moments, moments that are treated like big moments, and could be really cool moments, but just don't fucking land

there's a part where Tom Cruise starts talking to the mummy in her own language (they got a psychic bond and shit which is it's own cool little thing we'll get back to that) and everyone is watching like 😮 oooh didn't know he could do that wow there really IS magic bond between them oooh, and it's like a Big Deal and Very Cool

but Tom Cruise just sounds like he's speaking gibberish with a mouth full of novocain???? it doesn't sound cool at all??? it sounds really goofy???? I half expected him to start drooling on himself

then there is the ending, leading lady dies, he completes the ritual to invite the god of death into his body (a fucking baller move honestly), he fights it for control as the mummy attempts to sway the beast inside him to her side, but when he sees his beloved laying dead he fights her off, using his newfound powers to defeat her, and then weeps over his lady love begging for her to wake up

and then as he lets the god inside him loose, a terrible monstrous visage takes him over as he bloodcurdlingly screams in her face WAKE UP!!! and the power within him that he doesn't understand and can barely control listens

she wakes, and sees him hiding in the shadows, unable to face her now that he has become something terrifying

at least that's what I think they thought the scene would be like, it was a little more like, some crappy flashback and speed up effects as he becomes the god of death, a really pathetic and uneventful 1 minute of him fighting for control, after which he has a really pathetic and uneventful 1 minute of fighting the mummy, and then as he screams for his lady love to wake up, we get a shot of some absolutely fucking god awful cgi and the most uninspired monster face I've ever seen

I mean, half seen, it was a very dark shot, in fact most of the movie is shot in the dark, a very blatant attempt to obscure the shithouse cgi

except in one scene where it kinda fucking slapped, where the mummy sucks the life out of some guys, and then reanimates their husky corpses as thralls, the way they stand like jerky unstable puppets being dragged to their feet by unseen strings was actually pretty fuckin' dope and the dark scene obscured the details in just the right amount to make their uncannily decrepit silhouettes appear super creepy

this is the only time that trick works, every other time I just want someone to turn on a fucking torch so I can actually see what the hell's going on

okay now let's get back to that psychic bond thing

our main character was chosen not because he was a descendant, or a reincarnation, or just Looked Real Pretty (although I think she did have the hots for him a leeetle bit which is like, girl raise your standards, it's Tom Cruise, he's about as sexually appealing as a wet potato, you can do better), he had absolutely zero in common with the mummy's original choice for this ritual, in fact that guy was not significant to the story at all, I think he was just some dude who was down for some ritual shenanigans 'cause a hot lady asked him (also he was hotter than Tom Cruise so this is a significant downgrade, I feel like if she had the opportunity to shop around a little she might have picked better)

so Tom Cruise wasn't chosen for any reason other than that he's the one who released her, and she sees this as her way of saying thank you, and I love that, it's real sweet, would love if I opened a door for someone and they repaid me by summoning a god of death into my body, that really shows they care you know?

she gives him a little hallucinatory kissy kiss and then manages to follow him everywhere, while also compelling him to follow her without him really knowing it, there is a very cool part where he's trying to drive away from her, but somehow ends up driving in a circle and falling right back into her clutches, that was cool, that had the potential to even be super fucking creepy, she can manipulate him without him even realising, it doesn't matter where he goes or what he does, he will always somehow find his way back to her, that's so good, I love that

and then back to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen comparisons

The Mummy 2017 starring Tom Cruise established a concept of an organisation who hunt down, collect, and research supernatural phenomena, with a leader (Jekyll) who also has ulterior motives and is actually not really the good guy, this movie was also supposed to be part of a monster movie cinematic universe, so this really could have become like, the Universal Monster Movie equivalent of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and I would have watched the hell out of that, and I am crushed that this movie bombed so bad and ruined the whole plan

like could you imagine a whole series as bad as this movie? all culminating together as the most god awful Avengers style team up? fuuuck I want to live in that universe so bad

I think my fascination comes from this ungodly mix of real pure potential, those fleeting super fucking cool moments and concepts that, if given to literally any other actor, could have really been something, and the just pure insane failure to make literally anything in this plot successfully land a hit

somehow this movie felt like the completely dead and soulless corpse of a cheap party clown, while the ghost of something incredible flickered in its eyes

[kybelles]

for the choose violence ask game: 10, 16, 18!

HELLO BABY!!! sorry in advance since this is all about DAMEN DAMEN and DAMEN cause duh... ik it's not a trendy expression anymore but he really does live rent free in my head 💔

10. worst part of fanon

OH DEAR..... yk i'm trying really hard to not sound deranged and delusional but i feel like there are so many skewed interpretations of damen even though the books are literally from his pov. here are some of them:

a. "damen is an unreliable narrator" i've literally gone to battle with people over this take cause NO HE'S FUCKING NOT?? you say 'damen didn't see laurent's good qualities and was overly judgemental of veretians' i say damen not fucking with his captors who's been nothing but awful to him doesn't mean he was unreliable!! it wasn't like laurent was a golden angel and damen willingly hated on him for nothing. book 1 laurent treated him horribly and damen had every reason and right to not trust him or find him honorable.

b. "damen was a fuckboy who discarded the people he slept with the second he was done with them before laurent" breaking news: if someone sleeps with a lot of people that means he has no respect for them and is bound to treat them like shit! the lack of canon evindence doesn't matter!

(if the take is about damen not being in love with his partners before laurent then i'm on board!! it's the implication that damen was an inconsiderate sex partner that boggles my mind cause... did we read the same books?)

c. "damen is actually bad at sex" is a take/joke(?) i've seen MULTIPLE times and it never fails to make me think what a fucking stupid thing it is to say ❤️

d. "damen learned empathy from laurent" ????? lmao. anyways...

e. "damen was lazy and kastor picked up his slack" is everything ok with your eyes? when's the last time you've seen an ophthalmologist?

f. "theomedes neglected damen" damen literally spends page after page reminiscing about his father's words, advices and their last days together. he also says theo was the only parent he knew all his life and since someone needed to raise him to be this fascinating gentle giant... 1+1=3???

g. any interpretation where damen is some sort of neanderthal who is a selfish spoiled and clueless oaf who needs to be educated by girlypopboss laurent OR where he lets laurent walk all over him and has no agenda of his own. just... no.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing

any setting where laurent is downright cold and rude towards damen FOR NO APPARENT REASON and yet damen is still obsessed with him, again for some mysterious reason??? not to sound like some know-it-all condescending bitch (tho i suspect to some degree i'm already infamous and some ppl dislike me bc of it 🥺 oh well...) but i think most people forget damen only started giving laurent the time of his day once laurent started showing him basic deceny during pg. i really don't think he'd be interested in someone who rebuked him at every chance and showed no interest at him.

(some ppl give jokaste as an example to excuse this but damen only says jokaste wasn't easily courted aka she didn't immediately jump into his bed (which is admirable omg... i wouldn't be as strong...) he never said she aloof towards him)

18.it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

THE FACT DAMEN IS A HUGE NERD!!! seriously, who listens to FOUR HOURS of poetry in one sitting... we all tend to focus on his martial insterests but ik my boy is also a sophisticated man 💅

[l-in-the-light]

Chapter 1130 commentary

I have been procrastinating about this one for a while, because... two weeks break for One Piece manga? Damn, that hits hard. But now I'm catching up with my commentary :D I kinda liked doing the poll last time so let's try it again :3

Now, it's time to reveal the answer from the last poll. Before the spoilers were out, people voted mostly for "Luffy saw someone he knows" option, but just before the chapter released the scales became 50-50, and after release "Elbaf" option won, no surprise there, lol. But what if I tell you the correct answer was actually option D (something else)? :D

Because look what he actually saw:

And you're thinking: he saw Elbaf! He said it himself, right? Everything is so huge! Yes, that's right, but in previous chapter he reacted with "ah" like it's something he didn't see in the castle itself but recognized as familiar, and he saw big things already inside the castle. So what caused him to have that huge smile?

Here you go, this is your answer. Now look at the picture of snowy landscape outside the castle and everything should be clear now ;)

Luffy really missed some snow! You might think, that's because he didn't see any for some time already, right? Actually... Immediately after leaving Drum Kingdom and going through way too hot Alabasta, Luffy wanted snow again. He got to see it again only at Punk Hazard (where he also meets Law, so it's two of his favourites together, no wonder Luffy was so thrilled all the time there, lol), and then nothing till Egghead. What do you mean Egghead? Don't you all remember? It's originally a winter island, so when they were approaching it, it was super cold and snowy!

So actually Luffy had some snow already just last arc/few days ago, but seems it's never enough for him, haha. He's already excited to see it again.

I gotta say it's interesting how Luffy loves snow so much while Law grew up in a snowy and cold North Blue. But this time I'm not here to speculate on Lawlu, let's move on with the commentary :D

I took that from the chapter's title page. Interesting how the houses only in Amigasa Village have those kind of roofs made out of straw in a form of a komuso hat. Law wore one just like that in Wano, to hide his identity. It's also a real thing that travelling samurai who turned monks used to wear in Japan. Too bad we never learned anything more about Amigasa Village, besides the fact they weave hats made of straw, apparently. The name of the village itself, Amigasa, is also a name of a hat made of straw and used for some traditional folk dances. Seems Amigasa's bond to weaving hats out of straw runs very deeply. Too bad we couldn't stay in Wano forever.

I kinda adore the fact they said Rodo would be happy to be called "the shame of Elbaf". Rodo is more quirky than we thought he is, and he was already pretty quirky when he got introduced to us in his full roleplaying glory in last chapter. Whatever you say about him, you just gotta respect that this guy would wear the title of "shame of Elbaf" like a badge of honor :D also if you love Strawhats outfits in Elbaf you should never forget who made them for them. That's right, our guy Rodo himself, with his own nerdy roleplaying hands :D you should be grateful to him!

Oh, so it's a regular thing Rodo actually does, he steals intruders to play with them like living dolls in his lego city. Omg. I already thought that might be the case, but it's kinda funnier when it's confirmed now. I wonder what the Giants do with the intruders normally, when those don't land in Rodo's RPG dungeon. They just mention "we will let Elder Jarul (whoever that is) know as soon as we find them", hm. Seems Hajrudin's group is responsible of taking care of intruders. This kinda lowkey shows that Hajrudin has quite a lot of authority or at least responsibilites.

Luffy of course wants to immediately go and say hi. To be honest, if his crew trusted his instinct more often, most of One Piece arcs wouldn't even happen the way they did, lol. Especially Dressrosa. Imagine if Luffy asked people if it's true Mingo abdicated, just like he wanted to do at the very start. And here as well, this decision of Strawhats not to trust Luffy's guts, is gonna have bigger consequences.

Just wanted to point out the "..." bubble. Why is it even here? Is someone again withholding some information from us, the readers? And why in this moment? If it was Strawhats thinking "Rodo won't answer you, we knocked him out", it could have been shared with us, it's not any new piece of information after all. Curious.

Appreciation moment for the Strawhats getting through their rope bridge challenge :D Chopper is carrying Nami, helping her and reassuring her as well! Zoro is taking the lead while Sanji tries to stick to Nami instead, in case she would need him. Poor Usopp, shivering from fear there, lol. Let's take a closer look at him.

Poor, poor Usopp! He's trying his best, okay??

A cute Zoro-Luffy moment. Zoro immediately notices that something caught Luffy's attention and Luffy shares without losing a beat, expecting Zoro to know exactly what he means. They're best buddies ever since the beginning of the manga and it's never gonna change or get forgotten :3

Cute Zosan moment. Even before Zoro declares what he wants to do, suddenly Sanji catches up to him, grabs him and denies him. By this point, Sanji can perfectly read Zoro's mind already and reacts in time before Zoro says what he wants to do, lol. Let's be real, Sanji probably figured him out exactly when Zoro asked Luffy "what's wrong".

Many people point out that those two grew really close in Elbaf, and I totally agree. Before WCI it was mostly Zoro closing the distance between them, now it's reversed. Perhaps Sanji learned to appreciate their bond in more open way than before (as in: he's holding back less, not just feeling suddenly more affection towards Zoro, he had it for a while already), because he knows now how it feels to almost lose it and be afraid to never see any of them ever again. In WCI he was convinced he won't be coming back to Sunny, after all.

Another mystery solved. So that was the "wild beast" they heard "roaring". Interesting that they heard Loki even when locked inside a castle, hm. Maybe it's because Loki is tied up to Yggdrasil and whenever Yggdrasil shakes it affects the whole Elbaf? Just like the giants in the detention centre said, world will crumble if Yggdrasil gets burned or damaged.

Let's look at the rest of the crew still left at sea. The Reliable Four, lol. It's funny because they're indeed the most dependable ones in Luffy's crew and they're all together here. Franky looks great in those clothes, Jinbei is of course hard at work, Robin's full of hope and confidence (which is always infinitely heartouching to see!), and Brook... Brook, when he's together only with the adults of the Strawhats, actually behaves very responsibly and sane, not even cracking his usual skull jokes and he's providing helpful arguments. Brook definitely knows how to be serious and seems he does that depending on who he is stranded with at the moment :D

This reminds me of Tekking's comment about One Piece world; just like our real world, it's affected by it's own inflation rates, lol. I might be laughing at that, but actually this is a remarkable tiny detail that adds to the worldbuilding and makes this universe feel really alive. At the end of the day, it actually follows similar rules to our own reality, hm.

Also poor Dorry and Brogy, they're not used to shanenigans of this world. They did kinda spend 100 years dueling on Little Garden, cut off from the current events. I guess they will have to postpone their duel to death ;)

I can't with this photo collage. Imagine writing a story about Luffy viciously murdering Vegapunk, but you print THESE photos to illustrate it, lol. Luffy laughing happily and Vegapunk doing some silly face. Way to prove your point there, Morgans. I bet he was snickering to himself when he was choosing photograps to this particular article, lol. That guy has some silly sense of humour, I gotta give him that.

Everyone figured it out almost immediately, but I will still say it. Yep, this mark was probably drawn on the photograph itself by no one else but Vivi. She couldn't stop the press or force Morgans to change his article, but she managed to smuggle in a message of her own and it's meant for Luffy and Strawhats. It's the very same X mark they showed to themselves when parting ways at the end of Alabasta, the symbol of their unity, friendship and belonging to same crew.

Vivi is hoping that it can give the Strawhats idea as to where she is (hiding at Morgans), but also this is her way of telling them not to worry and that she's alive and well. She knows it's officially reported she's missing and she knows Luffy and Nami well and expects them to be very worried. Of course it also a sign proving her loyalty and showing that she's still one of them and didn't forget, and that she probably really wishes they could all reunite soon. A pretty clever message :)

Of course Franky, Brook and Jimbei have no idea about any of it, because they joined much, much later. Robin seems to recognize it, but she was their enemy at the time, so she has a very vague idea. Brook reaction is quite puzzling though, he's keeping his thoughts to himself, and a bubble with three dots appears for the second time this chapter. I wonder what does Brook know here and why isn't he saying anything outloud. Could it be that when Robin said "it seems familiar", Brook is actually thinking the same thing? I wonder why would it feel familiar to him, was the X mark used for something else in times before Roger sailed the seas?

Seems this is officially the moment when Luffy reaches similar standing to Shanks, interesting. They point it out to us, to make sure we won't miss it, hm?

You gotta admit Lilith can be a little shit sometimes, lol. They indeed risked their lives to save the Vegapunks, but she's joking at it so lightheartedly now like it's no biggie, and finds this whole situation simply amusing. I wonder if that's a hint towards Vegapunk's own sense of humour as well, if so, he was quite a curious fella.

Huh, interesting. So Elbaf works on rule of seniority, which seems more important than whatever a royalty wants. They're even excused at calling him just a whipper-snapper, huh. That explains why an Elder was mentioned before, Elders must be the ones who actually hold the power in Elbaf. Anyway, seems the oldest Giants are the ones that always get priority in any matters.

The phrase "Trouble in Elbaf" is also interesting. We know that Elbaf is a nation of war or even birthplace of war. Is Hajurdin's task to stop any inside wars from happening? Is that the usual job description of a King's son? This is already not what I would have expected from their political system. It's possible that king in Elbaf isn't even the highest position, from the sounds of it, or at least not in the terms of having absolute power.

And then they mention Loki, another prince of Elbaf. Seems this one is really strong, if all the warriors had to work together to catch him up and chain him. Apparently he's not right in the head, killed his own father (the king, which means Elbaf currently doesn't even have the king! It's likely Elders are governing over the country now, at least till new King will step up), apparently because of some legendary devil fruit (what's that fruit? your guess is as good as mine, but if it's a nod to Odin then I kinda expect a flying type fruit).

But is Loki really as bad as they paint him here? Let's see, he tried to flee because they wanted to crucify him, I mean... who wouldn't flee for their life in that scenario? Especially if he thought he had a chance to actually escape.

The most curious part is them calling him "accursed prince" from the moment of his birth. Sounds to me like either fate was at hand (Loki was simply born under worst combination of stars) or his birth was prophetized. Perhaps even before he was born someone with clairvoyant powers could already predict Loki will bring the end to Elbaf. The person in question himself says he will destroy "the whole world", but I don't exactly believe it. In Rodo's little miniature of Elbaf it was enough to destroy Yggdrasil to destroy the world. Since we now know that Elbaf is literally located in most part on the tree itself, damaging it in any way would lead to the end of the country, so it would be the end of the world but only for the giants who live on Elbaf. Apparently pirate giants crews are a rarity which means most Elbaf giants live on Elbaf their whole lives. We know there are other giants in the world, but they're not very common, unless Saul tells us more about any sort of giants communities outside Elbaf.

I can't help but symphatize with Loki personally. We heard of "accursed" people before while they themselves did nothing to deserve being called this way. We had Duval who was born "cursed" just because of his looks (I wonder if swirly eyebrow was part of the reason, actually), and we had Doflamingo calling Luffy's D bloodline as "cursed". So far no one who was called "cursed", especially since their birth, be it for their looks or a single letter in their name, didn't turn out to be a bad person. And that's why I'm willing to give Loki a benefit of the doubt. I don't know his actual story, but so far it sounds to me like he was subjected to crucifixation for something that was never his fault: being born with "a curse".

As to why he killed his father, I have no clue, but it's possible it was the king who gave the order to crucify Loki. Maybe Loki had no other choice. I'm sure we will find out what's exactly the deal with that, for now I will refrain from blindly guessing around, but the things I already deduced does seem rather logical so far.

Now this is interesting. Why would Loki be called shame of Elbaf? Again, Duval was also shamed for something that wasn't his choice: his appearance (and possibly a swirly eyebrow), and he was made to wear a helmet (though that was probably mostly thanks to the wanted poster of Sanji at the time). Speaking of Sanji, he was also called Judge's greatest shame, and why was that? Oh right, because he was an empathetic, weak human. He was a child that didn't meet the expectations, was told to work 10 times harder than his siblings to catch up, but Sanji was more interested in cooking instead. What if Loki is the same? He might be simply not meeting his own father's expectations. We know he wanted to marry Lola, a human, and perhaps that's frowned upon (if Rodo's reaction about Giants working under humans is anything to go by).

It's also sort of implied Giants kidnap humans who try to approach Elbaf. Hajrudin's group mentioned that they're on guard against "intruders" and since we know already Elbaf Giants don't really leave the island much, the intruders can mean only one thing: humans. I'm not sure I like this implication. I guess Strawhats are safe, because they're treated like an exception, the same with Shanks and his fleet.

I have a feeling that maybe Loki isn't such a bad guy after all if he likes humans more than the rest of the giants. Now Hajrudin also likes *some* humans like Strawhats, but I doubt it expands to all mankind, they're probably an exception for him as well. Meanwhile it's possible Loki simply likes humans and wishes for Elbaf to be openly welcoming to them. That would put an end to the current order of things in Elbaf, but would that be enough to call it "end of the world"? Yeah, maybe that's not yet the full story.

And there he is! He looks sooo cool, not like that weird blob from Lola's memories, just look at him, lol:

You gotta ask how close to the truth this depiction even was. Would other Giants really be so overjoyed and would Loki really give Lola a flower? Heh. He's got that air of a gentle giant who wouldn't even hurt a fly, huh.

One thing worth noting is that he has his eyes covered, which could suggest he indeed inherited some dangerous powers from his father (in mythology it was actually Odin who lost one eye in exchange for wisdom, so he could see everything that happens in the world and understand the hidden truths. The mentioned wisdom was ability to understand runes, btw). We know in mythology Loki is said to be the god of deceit and trickery though, so it doesn't exactly line up. It's also worth noting that he has something under the bandages, we can see part of the helmet sticking out, it reminds me of Hajrudin's helmet:

Anyway, Elbaf is hinted to be a story about brothers fighting each other for power, which would be Loki against Hajrudin. I wonder if there will be a twist to it somehow. Will Loki turn out to be the trickster everyone expects him to be? He does stick out his tongue in similar way to another trickster we know of, Doflamingo, heh. Just look at it:

And also let's appreciate the cool country Elbaf is. It's basically just mountains beneath the tree's trunk, then a whole land supported by the branches. Many people speculate there will be a sky island up there, at the very top (though the top of the tree looks like it's covered in snow, like a summit!). There are waterfalls on that tree, that is really cool. And there's a huge ass sword, and you know it could have belonged only to some ancient giant, damn. There is also some huge ass castle in the branches to the left of the picture, probably the place where the king lived. We can also see some huge buildings and smaller settlements, the latter seems to look like the houses in Big Mom's story, I mean those:

And there are some cannons at the end of the branches as well, hanging high in the air, interesting! I wonder how much of this country we will end up seeing. It's kinda odd that we're going to start the arc with an explosion though (releasing Loki, because we all expect that to happen, right?). No other arc started with a big bang like that before, are we really going that route now?! Very unusual, maybe one big event will chase another, like in Hitchcock's movies, if releasing Loki is our starting point and not one of the peak moments of the arc, haha.

We reached the end of my yapping about the chapter, now I wanna share my sad reflection about Elbaf at the end. Remember this comment Oda said in latest Jump Festa?

"If Luffy and crew manage to make it out of Egghead safe and sound…do you think they might go to…THAT island? I mean, I thought up a route for them that doesn’t involve it but…I'm not sure I could stop Luffy, even if I wanted to."

Many people thought Oda meant Elbaf when he said "THAT island", but since we are on Elbaf now and Oda clearly had to go through many weird loopholes to get this result (kidnapping Strawhats ship, RPG session with Rodo, the Green Fairy), I start to think he really *wanted* the crew to go to Elbaf instead and tried his best to bend the story to make it happen. So what was the island he didn't want Luffy to go to, it it wasn't Elbaf?

My bet is Hachinosu. We almost actually got that result, if only the newspaper dropped when the crew was all together. Luffy would then learn that Law lost to Blackbeard and he would go to give him payback for him - it would be his last straw, he already has enough beef with Blackbeard to pick up this fight. But Oda, by kidnapping half of the Strawhats, made sure that Luffy doesn't learn the news just yet and so would go on an adventure in Elbaf, just like Oda wanted him to all along.

I mean, it does make kinda sense, doesn't it?

I wonder what the struggle to obtain THAT thing could be. Law's hat? LOL. Indeed if Blackbeard took it after the battle (and you know he totally did, to keep as a trophy and to bait Law), then that hat will become Hachinosu's biggest treasure. Pfff.

Anyway, it was sitting on my mind for at least a month already, so I'm glad I could get it out of my head finally. I still can't believe Oda didn't make Law reappear even for one frame in his birth month... I feel betrayed :(