#idk we'll see just kinda thinking out loud here!!

[billy-royalton]

not committing to anything because my church wip is still very much a work in progress but i'm kicking around a few halloween ideas which -- as much as i fucking LOVE halloween and horror and shit -- is kind of a challenge for me to write but i love challenging myself so yeah we'll see!!

[angelicizedeve]

☆⋆｡ 𝓭𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𖦹°‧★

featuring: felix x reader

synopsis: after having an uncomfortable encounter at a bar, your best friend, felix, drives you to his house and you stay the night.

CONTENT WARNINGS: you get harassed by a weird man at a bar, mentions of alcohol consumption, kinda forced proximity, a bit of angst which ends in fluff, a couple swear words

word count: 1.8k

notes: wow i'm back from the dead after taking a 7 month break from writing! idk if i'll continue to write tbh, maybe once in a blue moon BUT we'll see!! anyways i hope you guys like this <3. i branched out of genshin and have now entered the world of kpop writing.

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You shifted uncomfortably in your seat. You were out with a group of friends at a popular bar. It was a Friday night, you looked cute, and were surrounded by friends. You should be having fun, but all you wanted to do was go home. Big and loud gatherings weren’t really your forte. You leaned over to your friend next to you, saying over the noise that you were going to get another drink.

You let out a deep sigh, sipping at your drink and mentally preparing to leave the bartending area and go back to the big group, when suddenly a man approached you. He had this look in his eyes that automatically made you uncomfortable. 

“hey little lady,” he said, as you tried to hide how you were cringing at that horrible nickname he just called you, “how bout i buy you a drink?” He placed a hand on your thigh, making you instinctively uncross your legs as he started moving his hand up and down. “I- um…if you want to..” was all you managed to respond with. 

“Here's what I want:,” he said. He moved behind you to put both hands on your waist. “to get you something to drink, take you home, and-”

Your eyes widened in disgust at the next part.

Oh my God… You thought.

This man has no manners. It’s no wonder he’s so fucking weird; it’s ‘cause no women wants to talk to him. 

“Sorry, but I'll have to decline.” You said in what you hoped was a firm voice.

His hands tightened around your waist.

“Please stop touching me.”

“I don’t think you understand just what I can do.” He hissed.

You realized that this wasn’t going to be as easy as you thought. You could already tell he was very drunk and wouldn’t just “back off” if you told him to (once again). You tried to catch the eyes of the bartender, but they weren’t paying attention. Only a miracle could save you.

“Hey babe, is this man bothering you?”

Your eyes shot open and you turned to see another man. It was Felix.

“Hey, stop touching my girlfriend dude.” He said, pushing the man away. “Don’t come near us again.”

The man gave both of you a dirty look and left. You breathed a sigh of relief, turning to thank your saviour, Felix. He was your best friend. It was as if the two of you completed each other. He was always sweet and caring to everyone he came across, so it was a bit of a shock to see him yell at the man. In your years of friendship you had never really heard anything like that.

Felix immediately turned to you and started explaining himself. “Hey, sorry about the whole boyfriend-girlfriend act. I just saw how uncomfortable he was making you and-“

“No no, it’s completely fine. Thank you so much.” you said with a smile of gratitude. 

“He didn’t..uh, hurt you..did you?”

He looked like he was ready to beat the man up if you gave him the word.

you quickly shook your head, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly he tensed up. 

“Crap, he’s looking at us.”

Felix quickly put his hand on your waist and plastered a smile of adoration on his face. 

Damn it. He looks so cute right now. Imagine if I was really his girlfriend. I could get that look everyday.

You told yourself to snap out of it. No WAY you were wishing to be his (real) girlfriend. 

Get a grip y/n. You’re just friends. 

But that stupidly adorable puppy dog look on his face is making it really hard for you to use common sense, despite you seeing it nearly every day when you hung out together.

What’s wrong with me?! 

You cleared your throat. “Hey…can you drive me home? I just don’t feel comfortable getting into an Uber alone with a stranger..” 

Felix nodded understandingly. “Do you wanna go right now?” he asked. You nodded, making a mental note to text the rest of your friends saying that you’re tired and going home. Felix led you outside to his car.

It smelled nice, clean, and had soft, warm lights lining the dashboard. He put your apartment address  into his GPS and started driving. The gentle rocking of the car slowly lulled you to sleep, until you were gently shaken awake. “Y/n, we’re here.” Felix softly said. “Oh, sorry. I must’ve dozed off..” you said, still half asleep. “Thanks for the ride. I’ll talk to you tomorrow!” You made your way out of the car and up the steps to the apartment you shared with your friend.

That’s when you remembered you didn’t have the key. So you knocked on the door and waited for your friend to open it.

You see, you had left your key in the apartment to prevent yourself from losing it at the bar. Your friend was supposed to let you in, but apparently they weren’t home because nobody came to answer.

Shit.

Nonono..

Felix rolled down the car window and craned his neck at you. “Is everything okay Y/n?”

Panic set in as you realized there wasn’t really any good solution to this. You walked back to the car, crouching down to be at eye-level. “I- [friend's name] was supposed to open the door and I don’t have the key. And now they’re not home and not answering their phone.” 

Felix laughed at you. “Oh, I see. You can stay at my place tonight if you want. I’m sure Han and Hyunjin will be happy to see you.��� You contemplated it for a second. You did need somewhere to stay. It was dark out, and who knows what kind of people you’d come across if you opted to sit outside your apartment door waiting. But…you’d already made Felix drive you all the way to your apartment. “I promise it’s okay.” Felix reassures you. the dilemma you were having must’ve shown on your face. You gave in. “..Okay. Thanks Lix.” 

A little while later, you arrived at Felix’s apartment. He shared it with a few other friends in your guys’ circle: Hyunjin and Han. You’d always see them whenever you came over. When they first met you, they thought you were Felix’s girlfriend. You had to tell them about a million times that you were both just friends.

So why were you suddenly wishing you were more than that?

“Are you okay?” Felix asked.

You snapped out of your thoughts. “Yeah..just tired.”

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A while later you were ready to go to sleep, wearing one of Felix's t-shirts and his pajama bottoms. They were both way too big on you, but you needed something to wear to sleep.

“Okay, goodnight Lix. And thank you again for letting me stay at your place.” You gave an apologetic smile, which Felix returned. 

“You can take my bed and I’ll sleep on the couch. If you need another blanket it’s in the closet.” He said.

You blocked him from exiting his room. “Um, no way. I’ll sleep on the couch. You already are letting me stay over, it’s the least I could do.” 

Felix smiled. “Y/n, it’s fine. The couch is comfortable anyways!”

“Perfect, then I’ll go sleep on it.”

Felix leaned down to be at eye level with you, flashing you a smile that made you melt a little.

“You’re so stubborn, you know that?” 

“Thank you.” You said proudly.

Your faces were so close to each other, just inches away. You felt blush spreading like wildfire across your cheeks.

You dropped the pillow and blanket you were holding and suddenly your arms were hooked around his neck, your lips pressed against his. Your hands entangled in his hair, his planted on your waist. His tongue gently prying open your mouth, allowing you to taste him. You wrapped your legs around his abdomen, his arms supporting you and leading you to his nearby bed. You broke apart, breathing heavily. Felix adjusted himself so his back was resting on the wall, you straddling him. You decided to be bold and slip your hands up his shirt, feeling his toned body.

He gently pulled his face away from yours. “Wait, Y/n, I don't think we should do this.” Felix said in a strained voice. Your hands immediately retracted. Embarrassment seared your face.

Of course. 

He’s your best friend and nothing more. 

Why would you do that??

You swallowed thickly, getting off of the bed.

“Wait, I didn’t-“ Felix started, but you cut him off.

“No no, I understand. It’s fine, I promise. I’ll go sleep on the couch. Goodnight.” 

You grabbed the blanket and pillow that you’d discarded on the floor and exited his bedroom before he could say another word.

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Ah!

You sat up abruptly, breathing quickly. 

It was just a bad dream, it was just a bad dream.

Great. A nightmare on an already horrible night. 

You glanced out the window. It was still dark outside. 

Where even am I?

You started recalling the events of last night.

I left the bar, then I didn’t have the key, and then…

You looked around the room, remembering you were at Felix’s place. You nearly had a heart attack when you saw him sleeping right next to you on his bed. 

I fell asleep on the couch though?!

He must’ve carried you into his room.

You slowly got out of the bed, gently moving the sheets. Suddenly, you felt a hand grab your wrist. 

“Wait, stay with me..” Felix said in a quiet voice.

“Lix I-”

He gently tugged your arm back towards him. You got back into bed and he pulled you close, so that your back was to his chest.

“Is this okay?” Felix whispered.

You held his hand and snuggled closer in response.

A moment of silence passed.

“You know…about earlier,”

You winced at the embarrassing memory.

“It wasn’t that I didn’t want to do that stuff, I just…I don't know. I didn’t want you to make a drunken decision, and I didn't want it to be something you regretted.”

You turned to face him.

“I wouldn’t have regretted it.” You whispered.

A small smile crept onto both of your faces.

“Really?”

…

“Really. I love you Felix, and part of me doesn’t mean in a friendship type of way.”

“Me too.” Felix whispered, lifting his hand to cup your cheek. It was warm, and comforting. He pulled you closer to him, planting a kiss on top of your head. You nestled into his chest, inhaling the fabric softener scent. 

“Goodnight Lix.”

“Goodnight Y/n.”

© angelicizedeve 2023

[the-s1lly-corner]

i have a cute request to make

the tadc gang with a shy and introvert child reader

basically reader is very shy and barely speaks, and when needs to talk they just whisper, kinda like fluttershy!

reader hates loud noises so they barely goes to an IHA with the gang, only if they are bored or someone asks them to go, reader just likes being alone for the silence

but, reader does some cute things for the cast, they make little presents, everytime that the gang is in the IHA, reader is busy in their room making little presents, like paper flowers and stuff and leaves at the gang's doorstep, with cute little messages, like: "ur so cool!" "ur doing so well!" before running back to their room.

Caine, Jax, Pomni x shy!sweet!child!reader who hates loud noises (platonic)

i hope you dont mind me running this through the wheel to select characters </3 i still dont take full cast posts/nm i think imma answer this then maybe write an extra post or two (idk we'll see after i write this one); then thats probably it for today, since i think imma work on more art again.. not really behind on my personal goals anymore, just have some ideas that i want to at least sketch so i have that done

CAINE:

would try to make the IHAs a little more quiet and calm but with caines energy and his thought process of "it needs to be stimulating so the circus members dont lose it to the monotony"... sometimes he slips. i was going to say he descends into the adventure waving around a red card making all the IHA-stuff freeze as a joke... but i can genuinely see him doing that. most of the time watches over the IHA now that you're here. you're like his lil kid!! tries to be a dad, falls into common dad stereotypes because thats all he really knows.. though he himself can be a little loud and all over the place... and perhaps even overbearing every now and then... WILL show off whatever notes and gifts you leave for him to everyone else. will make a wall in the common room to hang up your art so everyone can see it

POMNI:

i wouldnt say pomni is shy, but i do think overall she is an anxious person and in introvert... of which is more prominent due to being in the circus (you know, a place thats stressing her out) so it lets you two relate.. and it kind of makes pomni pull herself together for you.. so in a way youre kind of her reasoning to keep going no matter how many times she fails to find the exit; as grim as it sounds. keeps all your gifts and notes in her room on display because unlike SOME people shes not all the concerned with her image or how shes perceived (jax). will try to take you away from a place if theres some noise, usually this is either the common room where everyone else is hanging out at or during IHAs... probably lets you crash in one of your rooms until you feel better. i think she would probably get someone to get you something (like a toy or snack) while she keeps an eye on you

JAX:

i think he would subtly try to get you to stand up for yourself before being blunt that you need to start speaking up. he WAS going to say something about how hes not going to always be there to talk for you buuuuut in the digital circus theres some.. not good implications with that statement, at least a little more than the irl version. less of a parent figure and more of an older brother one.. does keep your notes, though hes not going to tell anyone and hes going to deny it if anyone ever brings it up. hes an asshole but hes not heartless. tries to limit his pranks that can make loud noises, will also play it off to others that he just doesnt feel like doing those pranks anymore. but everyone knows, you know?

[bansheeboyy]

idk if the *promise* of tickles is enough to motivate your studying... i think we'd have to put it into practice to really help you keep your grades up. next time you have to write an essay we'll just get you strapped into your desk chair, legs and chest bound, wrists handcuffed together above your keyboard. i hope you can keep typing while someone sits behind you running his nails across your ribs over and over and over! probably there'd have to be someone sitting on the floor under your desk, too, keeping your feet, knees, and thighs busy while you work- if he notices that you're getting too, ahem, *distracted* while writing, your chair gets pulled away from the desk and your 'tutors' give you some all over treatment while asking you to defend your thesis out loud instead (with correctly-cited sources, of course!). lucky for you one of them emailed your professor on your behalf asking for an extension on the due date... they'll be here to help you study the whoooooole time :)

😨 Now this kinda tutoring I can see being….very motivating.

If a tad distracting.

Who knows, maybe having two tickle masters stroking your body and punishing you brutally with tickles while you write an essay is a heretofore undiscovered study hack. Maybe it’ll get me top grades. I’m sure you’d expect nothing less.

And so generous of you to get me an extension, so you can have all the time in the world to make sure I’m working my hardest 😅

And defending my thesis out loud. Fuck. Watching me writhe and shriek as I scream ‘I swear that’s the right source, I swear, I sweahahahahahr! Pleahahahahahahahahse!’

[cursedvibes]

Do you mind if I ask why you dislike Getou, Yuuta and Choso...?

Sure. So for Geto it's mostly that I don't like villains with a bigoted ideology and he's too incompetent to even fall in the "love to hate" category. Really, the worst thing a villain can be is incompetent and Geto in Vol 0 is barely better than your average disney villain. Doesn't help that he never gets pushback on his ideals. Gojo tells him in Premature Death that killing people is bad, but that's it. He spouts his bullshit about how genocide is totally necessary and Yuuta stands there like "idk you might be right, but you want to kill people I care about and that's the real crime here". Nobody really engages with his ideology except Yuki I guess, but that was before he became an antagonist. I could forgive that to a degree if he was at least a real threat, but he isn't. Take the Major from Hellsing for example. I hate his guts, when Integra fought him I wanted to reach through the screen and strangle him myself and when he died it was incredibly satisfying. You don't get any of that with Geto, he's not even fun to hate because he barely provides any pushback. He's a bad villain and I dislike him as a person as well. His descent into embracing the superiority of sorcerers and resolving to kill all non-sorcerers was well written, but I don't feel for him at all. Good riddance to the guy, I'm glad he's now dead both in body and mind.

My main issue with Yuuta is that he barely gets challenged for anything he does. He never lost a fight, he pulls powers out of his ass (like doing RCT when we never even heard of it, who knows where he learned that probably just gifted by God), he's always right and can do no wrong. Seems like Takako's words about what it means to be truly strong did reach him to some extend, but we'll see if that will lead to anything for him. He builds his entire identity around other people, doesn't recognize how toxic that is (he kinda did at the end of Vol 0, but regressed again when entering the main series) and then has the audacity to preach at others with far more experience than him who face real challenges and then concludes that it must be the others fault, he only tried his best to get along after all. Why is Takako getting mad at him? So irrational. He's also not really done anything in the main series besides get points in the Culling Game. He killed Yuuji, but Kenjaku already took care of the higher-ups and the death sentence anyway. He beheaded Kenjaku, but anyone else could've done that. If Maki had been in his stead, Kenjaku probably wouldn't have noticed her at all until their head is falling off. He hasn't even fulfilled his promise to Gojo because when he killed "Geto", Gojo was already dead and wouldn't have needed to do it anyway. That's like I'm vowing to buy groceries for my old neighbor, but never get around to it. They die and I'm like "I'll buy more groceries in their memory", but those groceries won't help that old person anymore now. So any slither of anything interesting coming out of that Kenjaku-Yuuta encounter is gone. And that's it. That's all he has done so far. What's the point? I hope he dies like all the other special grades and makes room for Hakari. He's the same as Gojo with being a symptom of an old system, he's just less aware of it.

Choso is mainly too loud and annoying for my taste, but I also don't like his hypocritical view on family and how he treats his siblings. Eso really hated Yuuji for what he did to him and Kechizu, he saw Kechizu being tortured and didn't seem like he was likely to forgive that when he was about to die. Yet Choso comes along and is like "yeah no problem, water under the bridge, Eso would agree". Would he? Given how Eso looks in Choso's hallucinations, I don't think he knows his brother very well. I get that's the point and Choso needs to think like that to hang onto that semblance of family he still has and needs (and is ready to let Yuuji kill the rest of his family members if it means no more internal fighting), but I still don't like that character trait of his. Not to mention that he's very selective and mostly only talks about Yuuji, Eso and Kechizu when talking about the family he wants to protect, forgetting the remaining six Death Paintings. What is also very aggravating is that he barely develops over the story or does anything meaningful. He has a second chance to challenge Kenjaku and all he does is say the exact same thing he already did in Shibuya with of course leading to no change in attitude from Kenjaku. He even talks about his mother's curse beforehand, but then doesn't bring her up in front of Kenjaku, the person who suffered the most at their hands. He's also too weak to do anything against Kenjaku or Sukuna, so he mostly just hangs out in the background, not doing anything. The "onii-chan" bit can be funny I guess (even if not to me), but he hasn't really gotten anything beyond that in around 100 chapters. Turn his dialogue into "oniichanoniichanoniichan" and not much of value would be lost. Also, this isn't really his fault, but I hate that a majority of Yuki's character got turned into salivating over Choso's sweaty body in their big fight against Kenjaku instead of giving us more insight into why decides to fight for Tengen, her status as Star Plasma Vessel, her vision for the future that directly contradicts Kenjaku's and how she planned to achieve it (or if she even had a concrete plan). I don't dislike Choso as much as the other two, but he's getting pretty bothersome lately. Hopefully, when we officially find out that Yuuji ate the Death Paintings or when Kenjaku's "will" comes into effect he'll get to do something useful for once.

[lastoneout]

Okay I'm finally sitting down to properly watch the PJO series so here's an episode-by-episode live blog I guess. (Fair warning, I haven't read the books since I was a teenager, I am a smidge of an apologist for the films, and my favorite adaptation so far has been the musical.)

Episode One:

All of the actors are doing a really good job, I especially like Sally.

The costume design for both the monsters and the humans is pretty killer. I want Percy's sweater.

I also love the little seaside cabin and want to live there!!!

This is such a mild gripe BUT as someone with dyslexia I wish there was a better way to visually depict it without like, doing the swapping letters thing cuz that's just not what it's actually like at all.

Gabe maybe feels a little too funny. Like I'm supposed to hate him and think it's justified that he deserves to be turned into stone at the end, this version of him is really.....toned down, and his banter with Percy and Sally was fun to watch. I should hate him, but really he just came across as unpleasant. Less abusive asshole and more "old married couple who share interests but can't communicate without shouting" you know?

Loved Grover's little "I'm 24 actually" lmao that was great.

Not a fan of Percy immediately recognizing the Minotaur within a millisecond of it appearing before the audience even got a good look at it. Like, I just sat there thinking "how can he even see it?" rather than feeling scared of a big monster barreling at them.

The action is uh....fine? Feels a little lackluster. Or kinda....divorced from the rest of the show weirdly?? Idk it makes me feel like I'm watching a movie of a movie if that makes sense?? But we'll see where they go with it. (I know banter during a fight isn't realistic and people make fun of Marvel for it, but like...it helps to have at least a little talking. We don't wanna be Man of Steel.)

I feel like there's been a few "slightly out of sync ADR" moments but they weren't too distracting.

Pacing into Sally saying goodbye felt a little long, kinda took the shock of her dying out of the scene, but the actress REALLY sold all the emotional beats so I'll forgive it.

I LOVE the credits sequence!!! Reminds me of the designs on that one box set of the books in a really cool way.

Episode Two:

Oh yes the ugly ass neon orange shirts are here bless!

FUCK YES THAT'S DIONYSUS BAYBEEE!! My ONLY note is that he def could have turned up the energy a little, but that's probably just bcs I love how loud and unpleasant he is in the musical and I also know how unhinged this actor can be.

Chiron is such a delight <3

I like the cabins too, way better than how I imagined them as a kid reading the books lol

Oh, I can see why the new fans fell for Luke so hard.

Grover assuming a human being squished would be like an old banana is very funny. Felt very book-humor in a good way.

Clarisse!!

Oh damn actual disabled half-bloods, very cool!

Minor but I can't actually tell what Percy did wrong with the bow? Weird editing I guess.

Aside from that I actually love a good "fuck up" montage, I honestly wish it were a little longer.

Probably doesn't matter but I don't get having them burn the food after they've started eating? I thought that was a before you sit down type thing.

Percy burning the blue candy to try to talk to his mom was sweet tho T_T

"real friends" hahahaha.....yeah.......about Luke.......

yay! hazing!

Oh I love Annabeth already >:D

Thalia.....is pronounced differently than I thought....?

(I'm sorry I'm too much of a fan of 'Tree on the Hill' for this exposition dump. That shit hits harder when coming from Grover.)

Percy giving Annabeth the "actually I suck and my self esteem is riding on this so like pls don't ask me to do anything hard T_T" talk is just, so good lmao

ofc he doesn't know what's going on Annabeth you didn't tell him anything

Okay the action is a lot better when it's between the actual characters and doesn't involve a 3D monster, though I still had trouble following all the hits Percy was taking.

Oooh I can see why people did so much art of Percy being claimed that was a good shot.

FUCK YEAH TELL HIM YOU'RE SALLY JACKSON'S SON

(I hope they kept the Oracle in the attic...)

Okay I have to go do some things and then I'll be back for more!

[asherloki]

supp :) im the person that requested the 12 & 35 prompts a bit ago

ofc u can do fluff and/or dom sherlock omg!

dom!reader is just my pref and idk the prompts were low-key giving beginning of smut to me, but i fr dont mind, u have full creative freedom and u obviously kno more than me bc of ur previous (amazing) writing :)

tysm for considering my request and have a great day/night! <3

My saviour

Bbc Sherlock x reader

Word count:- 3k

Warning:- light smut, but mostly fluff.

Prompt list here !

A/n:- ah finally I'm back! And I hope you like it!

" I'll take it" I said entering detective inspector lestrade's office. He and his whole team was clueless when it came to the mysterious disappearance of Mr Hazelwood. Even though I wasn't the first choice for the case, one can never be, when the greatest detective of the world is inspector's closest acquaintance. Well, acquaintance is past, now he's closest friend. Can you even imagine, the brilliant genius being his friend meant, almost no case for me to solve. I don't even have an assistant, there's definitely less opportunity for me to show I'm capable of solving mysteries too. Maybe not as brilliant as him, the one who stood infront of the inspector as I walked in, he turned to me and I must say, being a detective myself, it always made me like the wise people, and that meant... I fancied the detective, yes the one who's my professional rival.

"you don't understand," lestrade said looking at me, "I want Sherlock to solve it". This stupid comment made my blood boil, again, another oppertunity lost, ofcourse he can't let this interesting case go.

"no, I'm not taking it" I was stunned as Sherlock Holmes stated this, 'why not' I wondered but lestrade said it out loud,

"and why not?"

Sherlock sighed in response and rubbed his forehead with his fingers as if he was disturbed with lestrade constantly urging him to solve a case he doesn't want to, "it's too boring, rather easy for me Gavin".

'Same old genius' I thought as he mis pronounced lestrade's name again, I must say lestrade's frustration made me kinda giggle but I controlled it.

"If it's that easy then solve it" he still requested, almost begged him.

"you must use some of your brain too inspector" replied Sherlock and I agreed, "or" he said turning to me and my heart started to beat faster I could hear it in my ear, "this young lady is willing to take it, give her a chance".

What did I just heard, Sherlock siding me?

"ugh fine" saying so lestrade turned to me, "I assigne you, for the case now I want it to be solved in two weeks".

"TWO WEEKS?" I asked loudly enough for my voice to echo through the office, "isn't it too.. less inspector?" I asked as calmly as I could, you have to when you're still struggling to get known.

"yes, it's easy as Sherlock said, solve it, and if you need help I bet he can, he's already solved it in his fucking mind palace". I see where the anger was coming from, it was inspector being frustrated by the rejection of Mr brilliant.

"here you go" said Sherlock as he was about to pass by me, I wanted to thank him, or say something sweet infact nice but me being me, I regretted what I said, "scared?"

He raised his brows at my comment, I deserved it, then shaking his head he said, "we'll see how you solve it in two weeks without my help young lady".

I squinted my eyes at his challenge. But he went out of the office. I took the challenge in my mind, however I was unsure, I knew it's gonna be difficult, but I can't lose. It's my only chance.

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As I checked my progress after one week, I knew I'm gonna lose this challenge terribly. First, I had this rush which messed up my method and second, this Mr brilliant challenging me, that I can't do it on my own. Which was slowly turning out to be true. I got up from my sofa where I was lying and thinking, and grabbed my coat, my intention was to go to spot from where Mr Hazelwood was missing and inspect it thoroughly. So I took the bus, I know, poor little detective and went to the spot. While inspecting I felt someone watching over me. You know the feeling you get when you're being watched. I turned around and there were no one looking at me, yet again there was this feeling,

"told you, you need my help". I was startled as the heavy (sexy) voice said it, from behind. And no wonder I found Mr brilliant standing.

"what are you doing here, it's my case to solve" I knew I should've been a bit nice but it just came out to be very..

"rude" he replied, "very rude, I'm trying to help you".

"and why the fu..."

"gosh, kids these days" he said shaking his head.

"did you just called me a kid?"

"have you seen your height?"

"I'm sorry I'm not as tall as you and that doesn't mean.."

"as me? you're not even tall..AT ALL" his face remained expression less.

"who's being rude now, and how come you found me?"

"tracked your phone."

He said what? "you're spying on me?"

"a little girl, solving mystery on her own and at night, I must take care.."

"why do you care?" I might've said that but in my head I asked, 'you care? about me? why? who am I to you, genius?'.

"nothing," he got frustrated with me I knew, "if you change your mind, then... Baker Street" he pointed to the way he headed off to, leaving me on the street, alone, rather I pushed him away. I didn't want to, but it's me, why do you think I don't have an assistant? I work alone, so I don't look weak. Yet my phone's calendar told me it's one week to go, and if I can't solve.... No no I can and I have to... alone.

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And then there left three days, till now I've matched some dots and it confirmed, he wasn't kidnapped, no one conspired against him, so whatever happened to him he was involved. Now this second part of the mystery held lots of troubles, and to solve them in three days was near impossible. My mind kept telling me to reach to him, you know, Mr brilliant. But it was embarrassing, however I had no other way,

"okay, time to throw my self respect" I said to myself gesturing with my hand as if throwing trash bag, "here I come, Sherlock Holmes".

All my way I just wished, "please stay at the flat, please stay at home, please detective" and there I was at his door.

I inhaled a deep breath and tapped my knuckles on his door.

"it's unlocked" replied a different voice, from inside.

'Oh no, John watson is there, I'm fucked' now I had to be embarrassed to both of these men, anyway I have threw my self respect away.

I opened the door and entered, the scene was... well... interesting I believe, John Watson was on his laptop and detective was sitting on his sofa, eyes closed, hands clasped.

"may I?" I asked Dr watson, because he looked a little sane.

"yes" he replied me and turned to Sherlock, "she came".

"who?" he enquired, his deep voice even deeper, eyes still closed and hands still clasped together, touching his chin.

"young lady". Replied John watson and Sherlock's eyes were flung open.

"is that what you call me?" I couldn't help but ask him.

"any problem?" he asked.

"I'm not here to argue with you, I want.." shit! now the embarrassing part, "I need, your help".

"oh I see, Mr Hazelwood?" I nodded, "still on it? wasn't it easy?"

"if it were then why would I ask your help?" he was getting on my nerves I tell you.

"fine sit" he said and I checked around me.

"where?" there wasn't any place near him but a sofa far in the other end of the living room.

"oh there?" I said pointing to it.

"no here" he brought out a rusty chair for me to sit.

"but it's for the clients" objected Dr watson, he's really sane.

"you know what? I'm fine just help me out". I need help from him and nothing else. Well sometimes I think if I could have something else but hey, professionalism.

"yes now let me explain, before that tell me how far you've got". I explained him everything and out of my utter surprise he got up from his sofa to his work board and offered me to sit there. Why's he being so... kind?

"now let me tell you what exactly happened" and he explained it was all Mr Hazelwood's plan, he intentionally disappeared, he's not dead but roaming around disguised.

"woah!" I couldn't help but praise him, it's not like I don't admire him. I do more than that, I respect him and perhaps... I like him a little too, "so how do we catch him?".

"it's not your duty to do so, you give all the evidence and theories to Scotland yard and order them to find him" he suggested.

"order them? me?" I am not very... influencial am I?

"yes, look they insulted you by not respecting your potential, now it's your time".

His motivational speech filled me with self respect again, the one I threw for him.

"yes" I said with such confidence and then I lost it again, "would you come with me... please?" now still cringe at the thought of me actually giving him puppy eyes and pleading but he agreed.

We entered lestrade's office, one day left till the deadline for me and I explained everything to him.

"seems like Sherlock helped you" said sally, stupid bi... no control yourself.

"I didn't, we met at the gate, I came here for the case I'm taking care of" lied the detective, I must admit, his lying skill was pretty good.

"anyway " said lestrade, "if you really did it on your own then.."

It felt so bad, to be taking credit of Sherlock's work, I didn't solve it all, I don't lie, so I,

"Sally is right" I admitted.

"no she isn't " Sherlock warned me.

"she is, she is lestrade. I solved half of it, it was solved by Sherlock Holmes himself. Yes he helped me, but I could've done it on my own, if I had some more time."

They were all silent for some time, I feared looking at Sherlock, he'd be fuming at me by now.

"I guess we were putting unnecessary pressure on you" said the inspector softly, "fine, you'll solve another one for us".

This second chance made my lips curve into a smile and Sherlock approved with a nod.

We both went out of there, and we laughed and talked all our way to his house, why was I going there? I don't know, I kept on walking with him and he never pushed me away. In between he'd often brush hair off my forehead or take my hand while crossing the road. I wonder why, not that I mind though.

We even went straight to his living room and it was awfully quiet.

"where is Dr watson?" I enquired.

"he's out, he messaged me, he's picking Rosie from school". Then he told me everything about john and his daughter, even his deceased wife Mary.

"Mary sounds like a wonderful, brave, strong woman" I replied.

"she was, she was strongest and absolute boss of us" he spoke in way that showed how much he admired her and how much John Watson and Rosie means to him.

"if only I were capable of doing things on my own" I didn't want to say so but it just came out, it sounded sad.

"why not? if you were weak you would've been living with your parents, you have family, house, friends in here yet you chose be on your own, you don't have any assistant, you solve cases by yourself too, how much more strong do you wanna be?" his words felt good didn't they?

"you helped me" I reminded him.

"only this time" accompanied by his beautiful smile.

"if I need help again in solving mystery? will you help me?" I was starting to let my guards down, I may have started to trust him.

"if you want me to, ofcourse" His smile never left his lips but my phone rang and it indicated it was time to leave his flat, for now.

"I have to go" I kind of asked his permission before going.

"if you have to then... be careful okay?" ain't he little too careful for me? I liked it, I like being taken care of, perhaps he's not wrong I really am a kid.

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Days turned to months and one case turned to three. I took his help for three cases, call me dumb but I enjoy his company, for some reason I've noticed he does too.

After solving the third one I first went to his flat with him, both of us giggling at the fact that sally was so disappointed that I actually got recognised for my consecutive three wins, ofcourse with Mr brilliant by my side.

"it's late Sherlock, I have to go home" I said checking my watch.

"John's gonna be out tonight he has some patients to take care of, Rosie is with molly, so you can stay here tonight."

He might've said casually but it's HIM saying to ME. I already liked him, after these eight months of solving cases together I think I can say I... I'm in love with him. He's so caring for me, or maybe for all but I liked it.

"will you?" he asked again, popping my thought bubble.

"oh no nothing I was just ... fine I'll stay" I agreed, with my heart in my hand, he might spare his room for me but I wanted something else, a little kiss maybe... I think I fell in love, with the great detective.

"good" and with this he went inside, and came with his dressing gown draped over him, if I were a cat I would've drooled visibly, but I drooled, just no one could see it. He looked incredibly... domestic and it was hot. I just wanted to cuddle him, play with his hair, kiss him... oh! that was hot.

"Sherlock?" I asked.

"yes?" he answered, offering me something. It was a chocolate, I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not a kid" I complaint "I'm a grown up adult in my early twenties."

"I know, but I thought you may like it." well I do like chocolates, so unwrapping it I took a bite. And it was a bad idea told by Mr brilliant's laughter, the chocolate melted and it covered my mouth.

"funny?" I teased.

"very" he said between laughters.

"don't laugh, I bite people" I joked, yet I do have this tendency to bite my close ones,

"oh do you? that's... unique". he replied.

"I'm gonna wash my lips wait" as I got up, I felt his arm catching me by wrist. My heart gave me a signal, it's your chance.

"what?" turning to him I said, I little seductively.

He said nothing but took some of the chocolate from my lips with his finger and put it in his mouth, licking his finger clean.

My senses went wild. I stood frozen.

"you know what?" he asked me, and my mind told me, 'say something, don't look dumb'.

"wh-what?" I said.

"I've always wanted you this close. Never knew if I'd ever have you. I'm.." he trailed off " you're young and beautiful, I'm just an old detective"

'youre anything but old, actually even if you are older than me, I like it, I love it, you're older and sexier, caring as well" I thought.

"I just wanted to make sure you're taken care of. and I..." he trailed off.

"say it" I wanted to hear the words he couldn't let himself speak.

"I love you, with all my heart, have always loved you, and will always do, I sometimes went to Scotland yard casually for maybe to get a glimpse of you, coming to the office, smiling, all jolly, like a ray of sunshine " his lips curved into a smile reminiscing it perhaps, "since the day your eyes fell on me I have loved you, for who you are, you never had to be anything you're not, I love for all the things you are and all the things you're not, I'd see you noticing me too and you're disgust was clear".

"Sherlock" I started, "it wasn't disgust, a pretence, so you don't find out I like you too, infact now I can say I love you and not for your intelligence I admire that but I love you for being a good human to me, I can see, you love me, you care, you protect and you even adore me."

"you know?" he was surprised, "well then, I'm glad, may I kiss you?"

I nodded, and he crashed his lips on mine, letting the kiss go hungrier until he pulled away and asked,

"should we? you want to? with me?"

I understood what he meant,

"yes, I do"

"I'm not that experienced" he replied.

"neither am I"

we giggled at our lesser experience, we both are so engulfed into mystery solving that sex or love barely crossed our mind. I know not how he pulled me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, but we did and we went to his room kissing still.

One can say I was nervous and I knew so was he but he didn't seem so. The way he marked my neck and the way his fingers worked the buttons of my shirt. I was all red being naked infront of him but it melted as he put off his shirt too, I couldn't help but run my hand all over his chest, bringing him closer to me.

"bite me" he ordered.

"I thought you'd never ask" with a smirk I pecked his bottom lip, his moan said he liked it. That hour of him being inside of me was wonderful. He was sweet, gentle, he knew I was absolutely inexperienced. And my first time turned out to be the beautiful one. "I can stay like this forever" I said in between whimpers.

"I wouldn't mind" he replied, fastening his pace and us reaching our climax together. As we layed down on his bed I kept on thinking about how he said he loved me, and he always will.

"what's the matter?" he asked seeing me lost in my thoughts. I knew he cannot actually let himself love someone, maybe it was a moment of weakness for him, but if only he knew it was more than that for me. It was not just sex for me, I made love with him.

“You’re all talk. Why don’t you show me what you really mean?”

I said getting up a little aggressively. He looked confused at my behaviour.

"But It was the truth, why do you think I'd help you, care for you, love you?"

I think he does have a point.

"and sex never amazed me, I don't bother about it, and my past experience was no strings attached kind of sex but now..." he trailed off, "now after you came, I resisted as long as I could the urge to kiss your pretty face, because I know what people could think, that the great detective found a young girl to sleep with, the young lady detective slept with Sherlock Holmes to get recognised, that's why I never opened up about it". His eyes were teary and so were mine, he cared about me as much as he cared about himself.

"if I say" I spoke, "I don't care, and that I love you, I want to be with you Sherlock, then?"

Sherlock came a little closer to me, trying hard not to cry, "then you're gonna get me as your assistant all my life."

Saying this he hugged me and we both cried, tears of joy I'd like to think. But since then I moved in with him, and john and Rosie, I love this family and our parents may have thought this marriage is a little... never mind, they accepted, the age gap wasn't a barrier at all. And we lived happily ever after.

[leeha225]

Falling for him was like fallin' from grace~ (2/2)

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Lee know × Fem reader

⚠genre⚠: childhood friends to lovers, sweet love, good girl gone bad, smut to finish off the thirsty minds. Playing rough, shackles and lots of love.

Synopsis: y/n meets her long-time no see neighbor/childhood friend. Sharing their deepest memories as both transcend to more.

(a/n: Smut is finally here people!!!!!! Rough and longing I say) Minors backoff!!!

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*Gasps*

A white towel came flying, landing on your face flat.

"Hey!!!" grabbing it away readjusting your vision to see him turned adjusting his attire. What was he upto?

"Did no one teach you to knock?" Glaring at him, he raised a cocky eyebrow with a smirk. He looked disheveled sweating all over heaving heavy breathes of air like he just ran a mile.

"Sorry, A-Are you okay? I just came up to get you some salt for-"

"Keep it on table and go get some sleep" Grumpy. A thud made you look back as he looked highly suspicious as his legs tried pushing something under the bed.

"What are you....Never mind. Good night and on saturday a teammate has arranged for a dinner party. So i might come home late" Quickly scooting to place the salt on the table, You looked back at him as he slowly paced towards were you stood.

"You want me to drop you?" Minho leaned in. Hands fisted in his pockets. Sweat shining under the dim light that shone through the window.

"No" quickly denied flustered.

"Okay" Blunt, Minho picked up the noodle bowl instead like he did nothing. Smiling he walked away enjoying his meal.

"I thought you had an important call" fought back making your way out of this situation.

"Canceled, Good night" Grabbing the door to close it after you left, his hand raised running it through his wet hair exposing forehead... Gawd he was gorgeously hawt.

"Uhm, Good night to you too" Sprinting back to your room technically his room, slamming the door shut, falling back sliding down the door. Your heart was pounding hard. Steading your breathing 1..2..3...breath in....breath out...

Vibrate* your phone vibrated in your pocket, fishing it out to see a call from your family. Talking to them, you confidently paced out to wash and clean up the leftovers but it was already done. Minho

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" ... Remove this animation, it may be too much.. " Tapping at the laptop aimlessly, as you bit down the stirring stick, a habit while thinking intently. Well you weren't really thinking of the conference but about what had happened on Wednesday night. How Minho's hands flexed as he struggled to adjust his pants, how his skin glistened in the dark, water dripping from each strand. You couldn't help but rub your thighs together. The next two days were as usual, both barely had time to even greet each other. Mostly it was you wanting to avoid him. Well....wild thoughts be gone. Rubbing your temple *sigh* even the grande coffee did not help.

"Are you okay?" One of the teammates asked pushing a basket of complementary snacks. And no weren't okay.

"Uh huh... Just need something to distract my.. Thoughts" Leaning forward to grab a pack of gummies to chew on.

"Just an hour more and we'll go partyyyy!!!" The girl cheered.

Being said as though the school closing bell went off everyone started packing up after an hour. Slipping in your laptop, when the sudden echo vibration of your phone on wooden desk made your heart thump.

Minho: Hey, when can i come pick you up?

Y: it's okay, idk when the dinner gets over.

Minho: Okay, let me know if it gets late.

Y: sure

Biting down a smile as someone called for you to hurry. Well what a great day.

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Flashing lights, dance floor, sweaty people, loud music, booze and no teachers. This ain't a dinner!!! It's a freakin club!!! Kinda explains what she meant by "party". Loud places weren't really your thing but for some reason you felt like you needed this to push 'Lee Minho' thoughts away. But atleast they reserved a private corner to settle down a bit.

"What do you wanna drink?" Each asked one another.

"I'm fine with anything" This isn't you, but come on life is all about taking risks... Isn't it?

Not literally...I guess. Bottles and glasses came in and you couldn't wait dump down some alcohol. Other than the teammates other team members eventually tagged along. You silently sat waiting for your fill when a guy came over to your side.

"Hey, I'm... " The loud noise censored his name and you didn't want to ask again.

"Hi" Simple and not caring. The guy smiled effortlessly and yes he was cute but nothing can compare to Minho-..... Arghhhhejfjsjejd

You quickly poured yourself an unknown transparent liquid and gulped it all in one go and gawdddddd it burned like hell. Too strong for you to handle that your vision doubled for a second.

And that's it...

That's how it started and you after few shots you found yourself on the dance floor. Letting loose all your worries and unwanted thoughts.

"Y/n let's take a picture" One of the girls came over with your phone. Peeking at it to see ton of calls and messages. Ignored.

Click.

To stir up more trouble your drunk head posted some pictures, knowing very well that the cat man will spot them. Looking through the pictures, this new you looked hot and assuring of big trouble brewing. First thinking it was formal dinner you wore a nice decent button up black dress that hugged your bodice well. Reaching mid thigh well you covered it all with a long coat but now that wasn't needed. The heat, smell and icky bodies just brushing about was enough to make you unravel more. Laughing to yourself as suddenly a hand snaked around your waist pulling you against their hard body. The guy whose-name-still -unknown came from behind to match your movement, making things uncomfortable. His crotch grinding against your ass, slow and hard. You didn't like it at all.

"Hey Hands off!" Swatting his arm, you walked away from the man, over to get another drink. He followed close by and things started to get creepy. Around the corner you speed walked to an open space, where people hung out to smoke and it wasn't helping. Wanting some fresh air you walked farther down a slope but foot steps kept shadowing... Why doesn't he just leave me alone? You thought. A sudden heated surge spread through like an electric wave, you couldn't walk much further, leaning against the wall to get a breather. Trying to pop open a few top buttons.

"You want help with that?" The guy came closer towering to touch your sides again.

"Why don't you just leave me be!" You shot at him, the guy stepped back, looking around. A group of junkies clearly high looked to your side.

"Stop making a scene... " He hissed, Suddenly your vision started to fuzz, everything around blurred, staggering on your feet. "Hah...drunk as sh*t" The voice echoed as the guy laughed and that's it, everything turned black. Suffocating

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"F*ck" Minho cursed scrolling through the pictures you posted. Collecting the tiniest hint on where you would be. Tags and through people he finally found one of the colleague posting an outside view of the building. Minho finally made it breaking every traffic rule, which he didn't give damn about to go get you. Car tyres screeching to a halt, slamming his way out through entrance. Sweat and s*x filled the air as almost every filthy move took place around. 'Where the f*ck could she be?' Pushing through the heavy crowd to find on recognisable so called teammate making out.

"Hey! Where is Y/n?" Minho shot but the couple glared and continued eat each other's faces off. "I'm talking to you" Grabbing on her arm, as the guy swatted them away towering over his frame in dominance.

"F*cker can't you see we're busy-"

"Hey hey hey" The girl finally back to her senses. "I don't know where she is but i saw her leave with some-" Her words trailed off as Minho bolted through the crowd and got out to high-land. Every single idiot filthy with smoke and pleasure. A scream made his coggs turn to find a group of crack heads murmuring over a guy mauling...

"Get your f*cking hands off her" Minho hollered the guy to the ground grabbing Y/n, still unconscious. Her dress half undone, almost raped in front of anyone and everyone. An inner growl rose through him.

"Hands" Minho commanded, the man didn't budge. Death glare made slowly bring forth his hands. Minho caught hold of them and crack, an awful sound from the man called out many people to watch over. Quickly making a few phone calls, Minho swooped you in his arms and walked away without a word. You were a bit sobber witnessing everything. But something kept bothering you the way he remained calm the whole time that he even left the guy back with just few blows and yesss a broken arm but... His hands flexed gripping tight on the steering wheel like it were the guys throat.

"Minho?" You tried to test the waters. No reply... Yup he's mad.

Pulling up on the drive way you felt ashamed for what had befallen on you but thank god the situation didn't go... Too far.

Walking to his apartment everything started flooding through your senses, you could feel that creeps touch around your body, making you shudder. Minho quickly opened the door and shut it with too much force causing you to flinch. "Minho I'm sorr-"

To your surprise the man grabbed your sides and quickly placed you on the nearby footwear cabinet. "What are you-" In a second his soft yet harsh lips crashed on yours filled with anger and dominance. Your eye's flew wide and closed at him biting and nipping at your skin. "Ahhng~" Giving him what he wanted as he slid his tongue over the seam of your lips for permission, quickly plunging his tongue in to meet yours, tasting every flavor of you. Like you imagined he tasted sweet and intoxicating, like a drug that you would be addicted to death. His hands banged against the wall caging you as the other grabbed onto your neck to tilt and position your mouth to perfectly fit. The lack on oxygen made you hazy, "Minho~" Moaning his name like a plea. Snapped out of his trance, eyes wide in shock and he broke away from you. Both breathing hard, chest heaving you slipped down to stand in front of him.

"This is a mistake...Go to your room and lock the door" His eyes hooded as he growled. This Minho was different and scary but you weren't scared not at least now. Maybe it was the alcohol speaking.

"And what if I don't?" Hands crossed over your chest, raised eyebrow and rebellion written all over. Minho stepped forward like a panther, until he caged you against the cabinet, hands on either side. Faces merely inches away. His eyes bore into your soul with anger, your eyes matched, held his unwavering. Power of alcohol.

"I'll make you"

"How?" The words came out as a whisper yet taunting. He exhaled.

"Go to your room" Minho turned to leave.

"You can't tell me what to do. Your not my-"

"You came to me, Y/n. So, yes I CAN TELL YOU WHAT TO DO!" He turned staring with annoyance fuming, his hair all messed up, his lips bright pink from the earlier display.

"STOP. YELLING!" You raised your voice as equal as his. Childhood crush hates you... Yayyy

"I'm not- why don't you understand that you were almost defiled by some random guy at the bar in front of THE DAMN PUBLIC... And you have the audacity to F*CKING DISOBEY ME?" His voice echoed and thrummed louder to your senses.

"Fine, im sorry but why do you care? Because I'm your neighbor? Or I'm that immature stupid girl who can't take care of her f*cking s*x life. Well you know what F*CK YOU because for that very reason I don't care if I was r*ped by some random guy in front of the world" You spat heaving hard. You just made things worse but for some reason you needed this. Everyone kept controlling you from doing the wrong like as though you were prone to it. If you don't make mistakes one can never know what was the mistake. In your case everything was preplanned, safeguarded that you wanted to take risks to feel... Free

Minho's anger flickered to a sad look, like he was hurt genuinely. You anger always came with hot tears, blurring your vision that you didn't realize that Minho came close and laid his forehead on your shoulder.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. But how would your father react if he got to know? " He spoke in a small voice.

"He won't know" You said in tiny reaching to touch his hair, something you always wanted to do. Soft locks sliding between your fingers. "Minho what am I to you?" You asked softly because you really needed to know. He exhaled against the curve of your neck causing goosebumps.

"Y/n" Air mixed with his voice deep as his lips softly found your skin. His warm moist lips left a trail of kisses up to meet your eyes. Eyes fluttering from the ticklish feel of his beautiful mouth on your skin.

"Mmm?"

"Your not an immature stupid girl and I've never seen you as just a neighbor" Minho's words made your eyes widen. His lips tugged to reveal his smirk. "But what you got yourself into is nowhere near for any person to witness. Sometimes getting help is never wrong and in your case being drunk things could have gotten... Worse" His hands tightened around your wrist at the last sentence. "So, please understand that even if your strong which I know you are, I here for you always" His words hit hard. He's right.

"Why?-"

"Shhhhh" Minho placed his finger on your lips. Slowly gliding them on your swollen flesh as it trailed softly down under your chin to look up at his dark hooded eyes. Minho looked darker not the same guy you grew up with goofing around but someone more menacing to the eye. "Your the most brightest soul that i have ever met, that i want to just bask in your light for an eternity or maybe just taint a little with my dirty side. You tell me baby, want to ascend or descend from heaven?" Minho's taunting voice echoed through your eyes, pulsing to your core lighting up an unusual flame. Anticipating just burning away your self restraint to bask in his own darkness and fall into his void. Minho's breath fanning against your face just entrapping you from thinking further... Such a tease.

"Bring heaven to me in hell" You say and something different shone in his eyes. Well all those romantic books you grew up reading to fend of the thirst to experience what you were about to paid off. Minho chuckled in a deep raspy tone making you feel the icky wetness dripping between your thighs. Meantime the man slide his hands from your wrist and face to your neck and back just pulling you towards him with powering force just knocking out the senses in you. Lips colliding teeth clashing as every part of each other was just glued together. You could feel his tightness while he could feel your peaks. Brushing more the bigger and harder he gets. Minho growled as he bent you backwards, kissing you harder like he was waiting for his whole life for this kiss. Teeth clashing and finally nipping at your lip his tongue regained dominance, tasting every expanse. Muffled moans and groans swirled, Minho's hands snaked under your a*s giving it a squeeze letting you know what he wants. Quick leap as he held you firm against him. Legs wrapped around his lower waist now that his hard friend down their was directly brushing against your core made you make an unrecognizable sound. Pulling back you looked down with a shudder as Minho watched you with a proud smirk. Your face heated up on knowing what you do to him and what he were to do to you as a gift and revenge.

"Now let me show how to handle this situation" Heels thunder to the floor, his jacket slid from your shoulders to the floor, leaving you only in the black button up dress hugging tightly against your curves. Minho gulped and licked his pink swollen lips like he was hungry to taste you. Well he was actually, but you felt equally as proud to see how your neighbor felt of your mature side.

"Can you handle it?" Letting your hair free.

"We'll see" Minho grinned sheepishly eliciting a growl to control himself from ripping that fabric from your body. Kicking the door closed with his feet...Hawt. He just dropped you on the bed making you bounce a few times. Perched on your elbows you watched as his muscle flexed on him removing his shirt and tossing it away. Ohhhh wooowiee his body was just has chiseled and perfect as his face. Your mouth fell a little part at his man pecs and abs. Down the way the abs ended to V line still a suspense to his manhood. You sat up as Minho fell forward to connect his lips with yours eyes again, trailing them down your chin and neck. You whined a little at the feel his hands started unbuttoning but he very much knew he was impatient for all that and just pushes your body back and ripped the buttons off like it were just paper. The buttons flew astray revealing your black laced inners. Minho drew in a wavering breath on seeing your beautiful body in display.

To turn him on more you opened up legs to flash that wet panties and intoxicating smell for him to witness. Minho growled again making clench and spew more of your wetness.

"Such a tease" He said falling forward catching your face hard with his huge hands.

"Did I?" Innocent eyes made his teeth clench.

"You might clamp that p*ssy shut after looking at what I have in store sweetheart"

"Really? Show me" Rilling him up was sure fun but maybe not for long. His veiny hawt hands popped open his belt with a sweet clink, making you bite your lip in anticipation. Minho slide off his belt and laid it on the edge of the bed.

"Do the honors sweetheart" Your hands ready to open your present (weird of me to say) fondling with zipper as he hissed at the contact of your fingers. Bringing down both his jeans and boxers to finally free the D. And HELL NO that is never going to fit in any hole. Minho was massive, hard, curled up, dripping with not pre but maybe post c*m. Your eyes widened and lips fell agape as Minho watched you like an owner watching his curious cat. Like he said your legs wanted to shut tight close but something made you open wider for the risks. Got to admit... Rip your hips.

"Haa... Really? Let's get your ready for it first" He pushed you back on the mattress. You suddenly felt small under his majestically big body. Minho loved kissing your skin, softly pulling the fabric of your bra away to suck on the supple flesh. His tongue swirling over the peaks and pressing hard as hands started dancing over your stomach, down to black lace panties, pushing his fist into the material to greet your aching mess.

"Mmm your so f*cking wet for me. Love that" His thumb rubbed circles guiding you to make circles as well as he finally pushed through just one finger and gawd your v*rgin c*nt just couldn't endure just that one Damn finger!!!

"Minho~" You whimpered out his name as he bit down on your breasts like it were his favorite pudding. (Cringe)

"Yes baby? Want more? " He looked up from marking you. You looked back with the words 'YES' just shinning back at him. Minho chuckled sitting back on his knees, slowly removing the last bit of lace. Your glistening core just made him drool from his D and mouth. Dipping down he gave a slow languid flat tongue lick making you made inhuman noises.

"Ohh God Minho~" He could hear you say hia name all day and never get tired of it. Hands found his hair as you pushed him towards your leaking hole. You felt his smile on your skin as he started pumping his finger and licking off the juices. Knot forming as he added another finger stretching wider then ever making your body convulse and moan out loud. Finally just when you were to come he drew out his fingers and latched his mouth sucking hard that you screamed bursting at your high. The feel was just toe curling, you couldn't process anything as he kept eating you out with his sinful tongue. Finally drawing back as he wipped away the remaining dribble from his lips seductively and plunged it straight to your mouth for you to taste.

"Heavenly baby?" He asks grabbing something from under his bed. Something like a box, the kid blocking your vision as he fished into his supplies of unknown objects that finally his hands retracted with a bunch of aluminium foils- Oh.

Your mind raced on knowing on what you got yourself into, what you were about to witness is beyond anything you would have imagined. Sucking in hazy breath as he opened the wrapper with his teeth and slipped the protection on... Can it really protect you? He might break it open just wearing it. Minho didn't waste a second and quickly tossed you on your stomach and raised your waist.

"Tell me if it's too much" He warned giving your a*s cheek a squeeze. You wanted to scream already but you wanted to feed your adrenaline with him. Holding you firm as he slid his tip in. That's it you ket out the most loudest sound of the night. Your hands already gave away. Minho grabbed his belt and placed it between your teeth. "Quite down sweetheart" You bit on the leather hard that maybe he might not be able to wear them again. Slowly sliding in as your body shuddered. You asked for it, you got it. Minho finally slid in not full but perfectly well to fill you up. Minhos hand played with your t*ts and held onto your shoulders as he started pulling out and pushing in. Soft thrusts to wash out the pain. Your vision started to blur, tears welling and your mind went dumb blank as he picked up the pace. Hard forward pushing thrusts. Minhos groaned at you clenching everytime he slammed himself in you. Occasional slaps to your skin after all he is a butthunter.

"This is what a bad girls get for *thrusts* letting other men *thrusts* touch what's mine because your *thrusts* only *thrusts* mine to *thrusts* fuck" His hands snaked around your hair tugging for you to respond. You nodded and fell back as he went in deep hitting the very spot that plucked you out of heaven to hell. Your first high hit yet he didn't come. Flipping you over he took the leather belt from your mouth and wrapped then around your wrists. Taking from the front as your clawed at his back at the feel as he dug deeper that before. Your teeth nipping on his shoulder leaving your own marks along the way.

"Minho God right their haaa~"

"Right here?" He hit hard this time making you arch out.

"Yes hmm" You manage to say. This went one the whole night perhaps as your mind just was clouded with the smell of s*x and Minhos rough lustful scent. Later he cleaned up while you drifted off to sleep. Minho smiled at you childlike face as he cuddled you to sleep.

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Morning or maybe afternoon air woke you up to let out a lazy yawn, feeling strong hands dropped on your waist your vision slowly became clear at your arm outstretched on another strong veiny arm. Minhos soft puffs of air was heard. The man seemed as tired as you. Slowly you turned over not to wake him to just see his sleeping forms. (Ticking off bucket lists here). Minho was so cute all puffed up but how can he change from... Never mind. Softly brushing away his hair from his face you have a small peck to lips.

"Mmmh" His morning drawl made you flush. That hit you hard. His lose hands curled around you strong holding you close. Minhos eyes fluttered open.

"Hi" Whispered he smiled blinking, maybe he thought it was a dream just like you did.

"Hi Good morning" Howwwww F*ck his morning voice was heavenly. Rubbing your legs together as you realized that you felt numb all over... Paralyzed?!!! You made a weird expression making his worried. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned perched on his elbow.

"Mhm just couldn't... Stretch" He smirked.

"Kitten... You asked for it, turn around" You obeyed as he sat up softly. His hands landed softly on your lower back as he gave it nice squeezy massage.

"Ohh.. Wow... Ah~"

"Keep doing that and it will get worse" Biting your lip your face buried in soft pillows. Minho gave you a nice massage for you to at least... Stand? Nahh you had a whole morning routine babied by Minho. He even made breakfast. It was divine. The man can cook.

The day went on with you to having so much fun teasing and getting the best of it. You managed to walk and finish the conference successfully. Your peers wete beyond impressed and to your surprise a sponcer asked for you work as an understudy after graduation!!! You can be with Minho in Australia.

Brushing through the crowd as you wanted to convey the news to your now boyfriend Minho. Speed dialing for him.

"Minho-"

"Turn around and tell it to my face baby" Straightforward as usual. You were caught off guard to see him at the conference. Running to hug him tight to feel his laugh vibrate to your chest.

"Y-you came" Tears teasing to fall.

"How can I not? I have to pick you up. Your in my town"

"Our town, Im moving here after graduation" Proudly. His eyes flew open as he spun you around happily. Good thing this place was a little isolated or the sponsorship would have said goodbye.

"I should kick out my roomate soon" He said kissing your face.

"No nooo we are getting our own house"

"Well till we get one he's staying in the streets"

"Or I can just stay in your room you know" He picked you up and slung you on his shoulder making you squeal. "I have to get my things. People will see"

"Fine" He let you down but grabbed your face to give you a soft sweet kiss. Your hands fell on his when suddenly you felt it rough. Rubbing more you drew them to see evident bruises and cuts.

"What happened?" Worried max as he tensed and drew the away.

"Nothing I forgot to wear gloves while boxing today" You found it bizarre, just when you were to ask more, you professor came over to talk you away.

Boxing... (He did boxing with the guy from the club to mangle his face and body. He didn't show up in the conference as well... How cliche you might think huh)

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Later You and Minho shared a steamy evening before you had to part ways for a short while, back to your college to settle things for graduation. Daily Minho video called to check on you and to your suprise even showed up at graduation... Discreetly. You were still a coward to show him to your parents... Yet.

But you will one day... Eventually 😌

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

A/n: Forgive me God for I have sinned

I'm extremely sowy for the delay really I kept procrastinating (listen to bangchan) well do enjoy had to make a hasty finish. It's all upto you guys on how it ends. Let's say that brave Minho proposes in front of your parents, what would happen?

Love you guys!!! Follow for more~

Taglist: @jisungxident @brit97

[nctsjiho]

Don't Get Hurt

cw: alcohol consumption || era: December 2022

❀ When Taeil and JiHo get together for a few drinks (of which all her drinks seemed to go to him as well) a very drunk Taeil has something unexpected to tell her

With a loud thud the beer glass in Taeil’s hand made contact with the table. JiHo, who had been resting her head on her hand on the table, flinched at the sound. With how loud it rang through the still busy pub, she was surprised that the glass didn’t break. “Lim JiHo!” he slurred and leaned a bit more over the table trying to make eye contact with the younger girl. “I’m going to protect you.”

JiHo chuckled in amusement and immediately grabbed her phone to film the stupidly drunk man. “Oppa, I’m not kidding. You are pretty cute when you’re this drunk,” she told him through a suppressed giggle. Looking from her phone screen back to Taeil, she noticed him swaying a bit more than felt normal. “But… I think you might’ve drank too much.”

Taeil reached out and grabbed one of her wrists—with much struggle. “JiHo… I need to tell you something.”

“You’re not going to tell me a dark secret you’ll regret telling me once you’re sober again, are you?”

Although she was still giggling, she could feel the seriousness emanating from Taeil. Her smile slowly started to fade as she took notice of Taeil’s almost blank stare at the table between them.

“I’m so scared you’ll get hurt.”

JiHo wasn’t sure if minutes passed or only a few seconds before she responded, but it had felt as if the time in the room had stood still for a while. She leaned over the table and rested her head on her free arm, now in a lower position to be able to look into Taeil’s eyes. “Why would you feel that? I’m right here am I not? I’m okay.”

Taeil nodded and took a second before he explained himself. “I know you don’t like it when we are worried about you. I know you feel like a burden when we do. It’s just that I see how much the boys are affected by everything that has happened and I know you’ll hate me for saying this, but…” Another few moments passed before Taeil choked out a quiet sob, “I’m scared you’ll get hurt and we won’t be there to help you.”

Only a soft sigh came from JiHo as she watched Taeil—who was still clearly drunk—fight with his own emotions. She sat back up and pulled Taeil’s hand off her wrist. She pressed her lips into a tight smile and tried to reassure him, “it’s okay… I know I get a bit too defensive at times. I know you’re just worried.”

The noise from the other patrons of the bar that had earlier felt like ambient background noise started to drown out. All JiHo could focus on was the man in front of her. She reached out and placed her hand in Taeil’s grasp, placing her other on top of his hand that was now grasping hers tightly. “Oppa,” she called out for him and Taeil looked at her. “I’ll be okay, right?”

Taeil nodded, “I’ll make sure you will.”

With a soft snicker, JiHo placed her head down on top of their intertwined hands and closed her eyes. Taeil reached out with his other hand to caress her hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear.

“I know you will.”

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S/N: this one was very short and not as good as it could be. I'm sorry 😅 I really didn't know what to write for today. I know some of my content feels very repetitive sometimes but I'm in a bit of an inspiration block lately (also kinda feel like I've written pretty much everything before).

I also want to give a little heads up that there might not be a post next Wednesday but next Sunday instead. BUT we'll see next week! I just want to leave a little thanks to everyone who's been super supportive of this blog. idk I just felt like saying that 💚

masterlists: main masterlist || jiho.writings masterlist

[sometranssoup]

@sirmanking I know you requested this like a week ago and this is also super fucking short but like idk I think it's cute. Thank you so much for the idea.

UFO-gazing.

Dale and Hank go UFO-gazing. That's it. Just a tiny lil fluff fic.

Around three in the morning,there was a loud *rap rap rap* at Hank's bedroom window. He groaned loudly and got up,opening the curtains to see Dale,sunglasses and hat on but in his pajamas,looking very worried, cigarette lit in his mouth. Hank sighed and opened the window “Dale,do you have any idea how late it is?”

“wrong. it's 3 AM. Technically,it's earl-” Dale yelped as Hank shoved him back off the lawn chair into the bush below Hank's window before getting changed into jeans and pulling on his shoes before helping Dale up into his room.

“What are you even here for Dale? And put that out.” he huffed, grabbing the cigarette and pinching off the end,tossing it in the toilet in the attached bathroom.

“I saw a UFO outside my window!!” Dale shouted frantically “we gotta g- mhmfhphfh”

Hank slammed his hand over Dale's mouth,whisper shouting at him “shut up!! D'you want to get me killed? Alright…we'll go up on the roof and watch for UFOs alright?” Dale nodded and followed Hank out the window.

“You first” Dale mumbled,looking at the satellite tower attached to Hank's house for Cotton's CB radio. Hank shook his head,shoving Dale towards the tower,Dale huffed and started climbing up it carefully,finally pulling himself up onto the roof,Hank following soon after. Hank plopped himself down onto the roof as Dale sat down next to him,pulling his knees to his chest.

“I don't see any UFOs Dale,” Hank sighed a little,looking over at Dale “just stars”

“they're there! I promise! I saw em,Hank,I really did” Dale looked over at him,nodding quickly. He stayed quiet for a long time before leaning against Hank,yawning a little.

“what? Tired?” Hank asked, looking down at Dale on his shoulder.

“no…just..resting my eyes,Hank,shush,we gotta focus in case there's UFOs! What if they try to suck out my brain?” Dale started panicking at the thought,sitting up a little. Hank immediately wrapped his arm back around him,pulling him close a little hesitantly.

“Hey,I'm not gonna let 'em suck out your brain, alright?” Hank nodded and laid back on the roof with Dale,focusing on the stars. It was kinda corny,but,he thought Dale looked awfully pretty under the starlight.

Dale glances over at him,wondering what Hank was thinking about. Probably that Dale was 'crazy',most people thought Dale was weird and crazy. He reached for a cigarette and lit it,making sure he blew the smoke away from Hanks face.

[jadeacereigen]

sooo... jade's 80s jp songs playlist for serirei when? :3

Urgh I greatly appreciate the interest anon but I definitely don't know enough songs for a full playlist. I really just listen to one band/singer that my mom really liked back in the day, so there's no variety either 😭

The band in question is Off Course and the lead singer was Oda Kazumasa, who went on to sing solo after the band broke up. Their vibes just remind me of Serirei even when the lyrics don't (and I don't know Japanese so it's easier for me to just feel the vibes when listening).

Two of these songs in particular are among The Serirei Songs for me though! At least, judging from online translations of their lyrics. Apologies for the long ramble, this is embarrassing:

Oda Kazumasa - Tashika na Koto

(oops apparently this is a 2000s song sorry for the lies)

(YouTube Link)

(Lyric translation)

I feel like this song really fits how Serizawa sees Reigen and wants to be with him no matter what. Especially these verses:

As time goes by, can I love you? Can I really protect you?

As I looked up at the sky I thought, what can I do for you now?

(This one reminds me of how Serizawa probably felt when Reigen walked away from him during Mob's storm 😭)

Never forget, because no matter when, I'll surely be beside you

That's why we're here now

Being blown by the same wind, living in the same time

I'd rather trust than doubt, even if the wounds in my heart never go away

Let's go looking for the things we've lost, I'm sure we'll find them someday

(...Do I need to explain these)

Off Course - Yes-No

(YouTube Link)

(Lyric Translation)

This one makes me think of how Reigen feels about Serizawa! I think the lyrics kinda speak for themselves here but I'll paste the last three.

Aa, time embraces two of us and flows without a sound.

Aa, you're right. It is getting cold. Thanks for today.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Don't listen to anything, don't look at anything.

Don't look at anything that makes you sad.

Can I just hold you? Whereabouts is your heart?

Can I just hold you? Can I just love you?

Sorry, can't resist pining Reigen. I'm sure Serizawa would say yes if the man just asked these questions out loud...

Idk if anyone will read this far/actually listen to these songs but ahh I appreciate it if so? Anyway, those are the best for Serirei that I've got so far. I should try and listen to more Off Course songs someday cuz they really do inspire me to write Serirei 😭.

As a bonus here's the cover of Yes-No that Oda Kazumasa later sang by himself. I like this one because it feels more personal, it seems more Introspective Reigen to me if that makes sense.

(YouTube Link)

[khiphop-discussions]

Are any of these men still going to the military cause I could've sworn like half of them should've enlisted already but they out here having tours and doing god knows what? Did I miss anything?

Right???? So there's been lots of speculation over the last few years cause lots of people have been approaching military age.

Some people have mental health (and potentially physical health) issues that we don't know about (or at least not in the full depth). It depends on what the Korean government considers "debilitating". So those people don't have to go (People suspect Giriboy is in this category but I've also seen people say he actually does have to go. IDK I guess we'll just wait and see...but we've kinda been waiting for a LONG time already lol). People whose conditions aren't considered "debilitating" enough are allowed to do "non-active duty" work, like social work for example.

Based on recent events in KHH, some people are finding ways to dodge by making their money work for them. So Ravi and Nafla are the two most recent examples. But also, there's allegations that Gwangil Jo* did or is trying to dodge it as well.

*This was alleged during a diss song so take it with a grain of salt obviously

As for 1, there's actually quite a few people in KHH who are on medications that are related to mental health issues. I KNOW they have legal prescriptions which means they are currently, or at least at one point were, under a psychiatrists care. As for the "non-active duty" aspect, I'm not too sure how that works. I wonder if some people end up just working the equivalent of a regular 9-5 (or whatever times people work in Korea cause I know their work lives can sometimes be A LOT more hectic than ours in the US) and then go home? If that was the case, it might be easier for some people to just not announce their "enlistment" and just live their lives like a non-celebrity/entertainer. That would explain artists who just randomly go ghost for LONG periods of time. Again, I have NO clue how that really works though. This is just me thinking "out loud".

As for 2? I know it's illegal but I do NOT hold it against them. I DEFINITELY would be trying to dodge military service if it was me in that position LOL. Of course, the problem is (which I've seen some people highlighting when discussing the issue with Ravi) since some of these people are paying/bribing to get diagnosed with things they don't have, the evaluations are going to get even more strict and invasive which hurts people who are actually living with the conditions. Also, I would think some conditions (like mental health or one related to chronic pains, which are much harder to prove) might be re-evaluated as being "exempt" and even be taken off the list altogether. MC Mong some years ago had a dentist extract teeth unnecessarily in an attempt to dodge. He got caught as well. So again, people who genuinely had to have teeth removed are probably scrutinized more due to this.

The other problem is a class/money issue. Obviously only people with money are able to dodge in this way while the lower classes have no choice but to go.

[william-austin]

I'm bored as hell so here's a best friend appreciation for my one and only real friend banana (aka brooke)

link to their tiktok btw

first of all let's talk about the fact that someone tripped me at school and this bitch JUMPS OVER THE FUCKING TABLE because she thought I DIED. literally though they grabbed my hand and looked at me to see if I was alive or not. IF THATS NOT FUCKING FRIENDSHIP IDK WHAT IS 🤷‍♂️

second, I'm fucking honoured that they unmask when I'm with her cause like... I guess it means I'm a good... friend? I don't know but when I see them mask around other people I swear this girl is a whole different person. either way I love her-

third, they're one of the few few people I know IRL that like musicals and I love being around them cause at lunch we both sing heathers (sometimes BMC) and you know our friends definitely hate us cause I sing loud as hell and banana sings monotone and off key but whatever its still fun

fourth, they're just genuinely a good friend! she'll hear you out, help you out, ignore you (LMFAO), etc and I swear I don't fucking deserve this bitch :(

anyway back to the unusual, but kinda cute shit at number 5, they like pickles and bananas (obv) and I think? those are their safe foods (but I could be wrong, but they might have said so and I forgot) they are also lactose intolerant but enjoy cheese a lot so I'll grab cheese and pickles and surprise her with them and she gets so happy omg

sixth, I totally picked up on some of their stims and we'll stim together by complete accident. vocal, physical, you name it, we probably do it.

seventh, she put a cone on their head saying it was a hat and they also thought tilts yogurt was called tits

lastly, this is kinda funny but also not. anyways when banana gets heartburn they'll move they'll stim but it'll look like some sorta sign language gang sign communication (although it's literally just random hand flailing) and I'll just straight up copy her and go:

"what the fuck we doing"

and it's just fucking hilarious

ANYWAYY LOVE BANANA BROOKE MY NICKNAME FOR TOU DEFINITELY ISNT ' BROOKE LOHST' ON EVERY PLATFORM

enjoy some banana here (them + something I drew) \/

[cononeillbreastingboobily]

I'm doing two for the ask game bc I couldn't decide lol, so:

Lucius and Ed?

Omg let's go AAA!!!!

Lucius💁🏻🌈

Favourite thing about him: he's a wonderful play on the sassy twink stereotype, by far the sweetest character despite trying to act like he doesn't care. Also - he's specifically giving me "gay millennial" and I'm a gay millennial myself so I have someone to latch onto in the show 🥰😆

Least favourite thing about him: the fact that I don't know whether he knows how to swim!!!!!!

Favourite line:

There are SO MANY, but it has to be the one that actually prompted me to watch the show:

brOTP: I think he would get along well with Jim. Together with them, Frenchie and Ed they could pull THE best fuckeries anyone has ever seen, and steal so much money while they're at it.

OTP: He and Pete. They are a set!!!! Do NOT separate!!!!!

nOTP: probably Ed and Stede? I could see him romancing everyone but them really. Would be weird. Those are his dads (metaphorically) for crying out loud!!!!

Random headcanon: i have several!!!!!! But my favourite is that he's somehow connected to the real pirate Francis Spriggs (whether they're related or Lucius will start using the name Francis after he comes back from the dead). Given the themes already present in the show I think he's more likely to come back with a new alias. But we'll see. Personally I think it's likely something like that will happen. Why else have Lucius be one of the few main characters with a canonical last name?

Unpopular opinion: here's a random thought - I think he would get along with Mary. Idk whether that's an unpopular opinion?

Song I associate with them:

In an ideal world Lucius would reappear just as a distant It's Britney, bitch can be heard from above.

Favourite picture of them:

Nathan Foad face of all time innit. He's just sooo fuckin animated. He's pulling so many amazing faces throughout the show, but this one has to be my favourite, especially given the context of the scene. It's the face that says "you're not doing great, are you?". Amazing.

Ed 🗡️🥺

Favourite thing about him: the aesthetic. It's Taika Waititi in leather! And a crop top! With a knee brace!!!

Least favourite thing about him: idk honestly. I guess I don't have a read on him yet. He's kinda all over the place while all of it feels calculated. He's not my favourite character on the show overall, but he's? okay? otherwise.

Favourite line:

What makes Ed happy is you. Easy.

brOTP: Idk, probably Frenchie and Jim? If they don't kill each other first, they could get along nicely I think.

OTP: Steddyhands.

nOTP: Ed x anyone who isn't Izzy or Stede. Even Calico Jack, just. Nah. Would be weird.

Random headcanon: idk honestly, I haven't thought about it all that much. I do think he likes the scent of flowers other than lavender, especially roses.

Unpopular opinion:

I don't know that I have any? I guess?

Song I associate with him:

Favourite picture of him:

He's sooo pretty like?????

[roccinan]

I'm glad to see you answer (and no pressure at all, this particular fic has been so precious to me, I'd already made the playlist asdfjsk) You're too kind omg, I thank you for writing it in the first place, and this is just a token of my appreciation <3

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3VXYoJIvkgV2Fu4CZwrhaB?si=859c50fe23b74936

(just a warning lol idk how my taste in music differs from you, so you might not like it in which case i apologise before hand 😭 I tried to mostly pick songs that fit the feels/plot overall, some songs (nearly half to 2/3rd LOL) is kinda from Sergio POV? I hope it comes across that way atleast, and a few instrumentals that again I *hope* fit the general mood, I tried (key word - try) arranging in order of the events that happen in the fic but you can also listen on shuffle! I also apologise for how long it got, please listen to it only if you have the time/energy lol (it's also got a few nods to hc's from some of your other fics but it is primarily based on the hermanos in rain fic)

PS I understood your struggle to choose a title, I literally titled it "rain" in the beginning XD I ended up going with one of the other options to match the cover pic, hope you don't mind! I love the actual title of the fic too, it just looked too long on spotify 😅

Firstly, sorry for how very looonnngggg it took me to answer! @ everyone, this an amazing hermanos-themed playlist that perfectly captures every beat of I'd rather be dry (but at least I'm alive). Thank you so much for taking the time to make this and for sharing it with me (as you know, I 100% RACED to listen to it as soon as you shared it with me). No really, thank you so much for always being there to support my hermanos fics! I really appreciate it and means a lot to me!

My music taste is also all over the place LMAO and I always have the toughest time thinking of songs that match the "vibe" of whatever it is I'm looking for, so I'm super impressed at how you picked out such a wide-range list that manages to capture every scene and mood I was going for :D The fact that it's chronological too blows my mind! I'll definitely be listening to it a lot while rereading that story ;) And all the instrumentals you picked were so beautiful and exactly what I enjoy listening to too!

Remembrance - This sets the mood so well, not just for a moody intro but also Sergio's mindset in general (+ his life with Andres), like this is something I can hear from show canon!

He Ain't Heavy He's My Brother - Perfect title and perfect lyrics for our brotp, made for the hermanos! Also love how it coincides with Sergio literally having to carry Andres in the next scene lol

Carry You - Same thoughts apply here! Thematically perfect; also something that feels like a track the show would play over a montage

West - Sleeping At Last song!! haha I've used their songs to set the mood so much whenever I'm writing for hermanos or berlermo, and the song you picked here (both instrumental and lyrics) fits the story so well, especially the "we'll be just fine" being repeated

Blue Ridge Mountains - Another beautifully themed brotherly song! Can definitely see this playing through the scene of Sergio trudging through the rain, or of him and Andres "contemplating" in the motel together during the storm

Repeat Until Death - The lyrics :'D really perfectly captures Sergio's feelings about Andres' (impending) death; this one's so sad omg but so fitting

The Emotion - the vibes! I can hear this suiting Sergio's flashback to the day on the beach (and events in Hermanito!) and Andres comforting him in the present

Recuerdos - Another beautiful instrumental that captures the same mood as #7!

It's So Hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday - this one reminds me of Sergio telling Andres his fears out loud in the motel :') also fits his mindset regarding Andres (and their father) in general

Across the Sea - el mitad del oceano reference!? haha either way, another bittersweet instrumental that suits the melancholic mood

Song for a Stormy Night - literally captures that entire picture of Sergio listening to the storm while Andres sleeps XD the lyrics somehow took all of Sergio's words out of his mouth

The Golden Age - I'm also a woodkid fan and I remember hearing this song the first time and going 'hmm hermanos' asdfasdf You came to the same conclusion, love that!

Stay Alive - Another one that really captures the narrative's mood, especially from Sergio's pov!

Brother - this gives me strong "Hermanito" vibes! And to me, this feels like a rare one from Andres' pov

Jacob and the Stone - Another great instrumental that fits the tragisweet mood in the motel!

I Don't Want to Lose You - This playlist digs through Sergio's emotions like an onion, and this one really suits his confession about never wanting to lose his brother :') Even the lyrics perfectly fit the hermanos (like the part of past loves at the piano!). I know the singer wrote this with a couple in mind lol but out of context, this is a song for the #hermanos

Same as above!

Carry You Through - we're 18 songs in and you still manage to find a song with lyrics that matches Sergio's angst so well that I'm just impressed XD "we couldn't be closer but still out of reach" AHHH

In Case You Don't Live Forever - Another PERFECTLY matched hermanos song, especially taking in the events from the "Hermanito" timeline; exactly what was going through Sergio's head towards the end of Rain too

Isaac - And we're getting to the end of the storm ;) OHH another rare one from Andres' pov that perfectly captures how he felt about seeing Sergio panic through Rain. And yes, always insane about Sergio is the Isaac to Andres' Ishmael

You'll Be Alright - a comforting one that feels like it's from Andres when he's comforting Sergio!

Yellow - Ah, coldplay, Alex Pina's favorite band XD not an lcdp playlist without them! This really fits the mood at the end, after the climax, and I like to think of it from Andres' pov as he's reminiscing about little Sergio

Save You - Immediately made think of Sergio's , "This time, I'm protecting you" :') and the overall last scene of the fic; it's what all his fears have been boiling down to, and the lyrics about searching for an answer/trying to understand --> that's so El Profesor!!

We're Gonna Be Okay - perfectly paints the mood of Andres hugging Sergio in the living room, telling him it's going to be okay after that hell of a day they had :'D

Si, Te Quiero Mucho (Hermanito) - LOSING MY MIND THAT THERE IS A REAL SONG NAMED THIS!????? wonder if it's a lcdp reference lol anyway, definitely Andres' final thoughts about Sergio both in the canon timeline and the end of Rain; literally the perfect thing to close out the playlist with and what I can hear playing over the "credits" of Rain. Mood and lyrics match so well (Andres' pretentious ass asdfadsf) and the culmination of what he feels about Sergio + inevitably leaving him behind

Thanks again for sharing this with me! A lot of wonderful new songs here I didn't know about and so many great hermanos-themed tracks too :D This was such a sweet gift and I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart!

And loved the title you chose too ;) PLEASE, I of all people know the pain of trying to choose a good title!

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary146

2/7-8/2024

wednesday - thursday

off tomorrow, and tonight is my friend's birthday.

my friend, the girlfriend of my other friend. i'm not going though. it's just not a good time, i guess. i feel bad about it, like pretty bad, i hope she's having a good time, but too much is going on rn, scary or whatever, i need to keep everything stable for myself, if i don't work will get worse. i'm just nervous at these early stages, idk what i can really get away with.

anyway, i'm really in love with this music video:

it might be smarter than the song, it's a really good bit of filmmaking honestly, i love the script, the bit where the lusty cameraman goes "how many girls you been with," and the subject goes "a bunch..." and then the guy is like "lucky ladies," and the way the obvious lust and the subject interact, it's not a clear cut relation, there's a strange giving and taking, it's very dirty and weird, and the sadness passing over/through the man being objectified, it's so strange. it feels pretty unique to me.

did something weird, i just listened to the whole cocoron ost, i haven't thought about this game in a very long time. i discovered it because of eversion, an early internet horror game, it's like an nes platformer with BLOOD and DEATH and it's actually really cute and good, i think the game is super awesome actually, it really inspired me as a kid, when i watched a playthrough of it. anyway, that game lifts the cocoron ost, and i watched a playthrough of cocoron as a kid, i wanna play it now kinda, might be good. nes music rlly is cool, sometimes, they tried a lot of weird stuff, it makes sense a lot of people heard that and decided to make it like, grindcore/punk eventually, the noises are so piercing at times, it kind of begs to be screamed over, + the inherent sarcasm in doing that, and then it also sorta overlaps w/ the whitebelt stuff, weirdness of tones when creating music, weirdly colorful sounds for fucked up loud music.

for instance:

i've posted this before i think but this song is great, i love it so much. and i love the color. a perfect aesthetic touch point for me.

another fun one:

i also started looking at spritesheets tonight, just cuz it seemed fun, in the cocoron ost desc the uploader linked a site w/ sprite rips. reminds me of when i was ripping stuff out of ps1 and dreamcast games. i got a lot of stuff out of one game, sengoku turb on dreamcast, i should put some of that here, really cute artstyle i think, one of my fav looking games ever:

crazy looking game, i'm glad it has a sequel out there, also on dreamcast, they seem like pretty obtuse and random games, i miss the whole feverdream thing that could come out on consoles, illbleed, stretch panic is another similar game to me, even katamari on some level, though it's also way indebted to some other stuff, and killer7 is also in the maybe similar but i understand its particular history way better i think, the angura movement in japan offering a kind of springboard for the game's design i feel like, where it absorbs old forms and sticks them right beside the 'new,' as many of those plays had done, to channel something strange, to bring forth the negative and inconclusive, or maybe not inconclusive, just concluding things positivist works could not arrive at.

after finishing wiseblood i am unsure what to begin reading, i have discipline & punish beside me now, the foucault book, but maybe i need to stick with fiction, and just do agua viva by lispector. that might be good... we'll see. also quibbling over if i should try mixing a bit tonight.

also, we finally have real wifi, and it's like the old place, i am happy with it, it's pretty fast and stuff, so that's good.

all the videogame and nes music talk is making me think about how loud i've made the chip synths in my songs, and if i want them to be more prominent or not. it shouldn't be too big a deal, as long as they're there enough, you know.

now i am looking at closet child...dangerous, cuz i will get my heart broken over something i don't get but idk.. soon i really may be able to buy something, and then i will be sooo happy.

i am opening ableton now, i should do my night routine now and try and get the mix right quickly and just go to bed.

i did it, and there's just a couple things that i think i'll end up having to do to that song, cut some lows in the vocals, just a tiny bit more, and drop by 1-2b, raise the left channel guitar up by 1 db, and then maybe cut some of the low lows in the bass. that should do it on that song i think, but i might decide to just come back to it after the full listen w/ the rest of the songs to hear it in context. that leaves 3 more songs on this list, i should try and get them as right as possible, and then listen to the album, w/ some of the new songs i've got with vocals laid down, which there's a few, actually, and then i will see what i need to do, if any songs should be cut, anything like that, and if there's room for anything else. what there isn't room for, or even whatever there is, i need to go and write down the names of the project files i need to finish, just so i can mess with them sooner or later, maybe an ep of stuff i'm still attached to, and stuff.

but i am beat now,

so,

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!