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stvrrlau · 18 days ago

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𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

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SUNGHOON

it was the same. all the same.

all day, everyday, day in, day out, models, all doing the same things, striking the same poses, making same expressions, they were all the same.

the models may have been pretty, but none of them had that spark. none of them had what she had.

———

“sunghoon—i don’t understand. you’re so skilled with a camera but some of these photos came out looking—eh.” the director said, his tone almost distant as he flipped around the same photo multiple times, squinting at the photo, like it had personally wronged him.

“maybe the photos are so “eh”, because the models are “eh”.” i muttered, flicking through the images on my camera, scrolling past image after image of plastic smiles and glassy eyes.

my camera felt heavier with every shoot. stuffed with faces i couldn’t care less about. faces that blurred together the second the lights went off.

my precious camera, filled to the brim with the same prissy models who stand there and bark orders at the staff. god. i almost felt physically repulsed. i needed a new camera, my own personal camera, but unless the pay for this job drastically increased, i was stuck with my work and their work mixing—bleeding into one.

“well sunghoon—you’re going to have to at least pretend to enjoy your job because most of these images will not work.” he said, tossing the picture he finished scrutinizing aside, turning to face me with a glint in his eye. something dangerous.

“because if you can’t get it right next time—i’ll make you keep re-doing it. again. and again. and again.”

and with that he left, the echo of his polished shoes clicking on the ground a stark reminder of what i had gotten myself into. hell.

i exhaled harshly, sitting up in my chair. how was any of that mess out there, considered beautiful? my work. that—that was art.

art was supposed to be real: staring lifelessly into a camera, pouting and flailing your limbs around like a mad man, that wasn’t real. it was fake. all fake.

i sat silently, flicking through my photos, finally feeling at peace. my photos weren’t fake. they were real. a hell of a lot realer than whatever was going on outside.

speaking of which, the familiar echo of stiletto heels clicked down the corridor, followed by an endless amount of high pitched squawking and complaints.

finally. i could leave.

i waited for the studio to empty out, flicking off the last switch and silently leaving the hell-hole—also known as the company i worked for.

finally. finally, i could take pictures of what i truly wanted—pictures of real art.

the city.

———

the city was different after dark.

gone were the hollow poses, the forced perfection. the streets didn’t need a filter, didn’t need retouching. the neon lights flickered like open veins, bleeding soft pinks and electric blues across the cracked pavement. the air was cold, sharp, alive.

i took a deep breath, a shiver running through my body as i did so. even so, i grasped my camera tightly, my hands already turning red from the cold, and went on my mission.

take pictures of what i want. not what others want.

———

windows glowed like little stories waiting to be captured. strangers passed by in fleeting glances, faces half-hidden beneath streetlights, cigarette smoke swirling like halos around their heads.

the strangers.

my favourite.

out in the city, no one cared what designer bag you had stored away in your twenty meter by twenty meter wardrobe. no—out in the city, people had places to be, they didn’t have time to dilly-dally, people had an aim to complete.

just like me.

i aimed to take pictures of art.

out here, i didn’t need perfect lighting. i didn’t need a director breathing down my neck. all i needed was the click of my shutter, the hum of the city, and the darkness that wrapped around me like an old friend.

———

the rain had stopped hours ago, yet the silver streets still glistened like it was a few moments ago. puddles littered the ground wherever i went, small pools of mirrors stealing my attention wherever i went.

i found myself pausing, crouched down on the sidewalk, camera hanging loose around my neck as i stared at a puddle.

the moon was perfectly reflected, in all it’s glory, in that small mirror.

my fingers twitched as i reached for my camera, my touch already on the shutter, capturing the moment, saving it, for me, forever.

slowly, i released the camera from my grasp, letting it hang from my neck again, as something else caught my attention.

a tall lamppost, old, rusty, crooked, its light flickering like a dying star, stretching long and thin across the puddle’s surface.

the shot was perfect.

my hands quickly scrambled for the camera, quickly capturing the sight before me, before it disappeared right before my eyes.

quickly, my hands frantically pressed every button so i could check the shot. just as i thought: it was perfect.

too perfect.

i glanced up for a moment, before noticing the reason why. it wasn’t the scene. it was her.

her.

there she stood, in my camera, the light of the lamppost cast down on her, creating a sort of halo around her, her own little world. she wasn’t even posing: simply walking, from what i assumed work, her hand delicately wrapped around her bag, her coat framing her figure, falling just above her ankles.

she was what i was missing. she was my spark. she was my art. my muse.

my head whipped up from staring down at my camera, just to catch a glimpse of her disappearing into the shadows. and just like that she was gone. gone before i could do anything else.

but i’d make sure i’d see her again. she was my spark. she was my muse. she was what i needed. i need to make her mine.

because art like her doesn’t belong to the streets. it belongs to someone who can capture it. preserve it. own it. someone like me.

———

i sat in the studio, staring at my camera.

this time i wasn’t flicking through my pictures though, no—this time i was only looking at one. the one with her.

the longer i looked, analyzed, the more i had to find her again.

i felt my breathing come in short gasps, my heart pound wildly in my chest, my body suddenly feeling warmer, hotter. but why was this happening to me? because of her. my muse. my spark.

today. i will find her.

———

as soon as work was over i rushed out of the studio, not giving a damn about the models that screeched loudly as i pushed through the crowded corridors.

without another thought, i headed to where i first saw her. where my camera first got a glimpse of her beauty.

i panted, leaning against a nearby wall but always on the look-out, my eyes scanning anyone that dared walk past.

i waited. and waited. and waited.

i waited for my muse, hoping, pleading with the city, to bring her to me. bring her back to me.

my hands hovered above the camera, practically shaking with excitement: i could feel it. she was close.

just as i expected, there she was.

there she was, a slight skip in her step, walking home, as if it meant nothing at all. to me, it meant the world.

i didn’t hesitate. my hands firmly held the camera, producing picture after picture, until, just like the fateful night yesterday, she disappeared out of my sight. she’ll be back though. i know she will.

with shaky hands, i began to go through the photos, licking my lips nervously.

i bit back a gasp that threatened to escape my mouth, each photo more beautiful than the last. that coat, that bag, those shoes, that hat, that girl. she was a model like no other. and she was all mine.

———

days blurred into nights. and nights blurred into her.

the first time wasn’t enough. not even close. after that second encounter, i knew the city wasn’t just luck. it was fate.

our fate. we were meant for each other.

so i began studying her. studied her hobbies, what routes she took, what she liked, disliked, everything. i knew things about her that she herself probably didn’t know.

i learned everything.

her favorite stores. her favorite corners. the little flower shop she always passed but never entered. the crosswalk where she always stopped, even when the streets were empty. the café table she chose without fail, always second from the window, always her back to the world.

my camera became my weapon. and her? she was still the masterpiece i hadn’t finished capturing.

my camera never left my side. and neither did she.

whether she knew it or not, her life had already been printed onto film. captured, frozen, sealed away for me. for my eyes. for my keeping. sd cards filled with photographs of her—only her.

the first photograph didn’t satisfy me—no. it only fed the hunger—the monster inside of me, the monster that was desperate to steal her away from all of humanity and keep her for myself.

and every new photo, every new angle, every new fleeting moment caught on camera—it all provided that same feeling. that short high, that short burst of pleasure that shook me to my core.

she was perfect.

she was mine.

even if she didn’t know it yet.

———

my shoulders slumped as i held my breath, eyes drinking in the countless photos stored away inside my camera.

her smile, her side profile, the tilt of her head as she waited for her morning coffee. every angle was perfection, every shot proof that she belonged to me, even if the world hadn’t caught up yet.

my thumb hovered over the trackpad, shifting from photo to photo, heart pounding in sync with every click.

i could stare at her forever.

i would.

the soft click of the studio door opening and the distant sound of people talking quickly snapped me out of my trance, making me jump, nearly dropping my camera and forcing me to tear away my gaze from the beauty on my screen.

but it was worth it because stood in front of me, her hands clasped together politely, a small smile on her face, was her.

her.

i felt the air in my lungs disappear in an instant, fumbling with the power off button before my secrets were on display to the whole world.

“sunghoon.”

i coughed awkwardly, suddenly hyper-aware of my posture.

“this is your new apprentice. be kind, or at least pretend. teach her well—who knows, maybe you’ll finally earn that raise.” and with that he left, leaving me alone—with her.

fuck she was even more prettier in person.

the way her hair perfectly framed her face, the way her clothes were perfectly suited to highlight her curves, the way her face looked at me with an expression i only wanted to keep to myself.

“i’m yn,” she smiled, her voice soft and innocent, like a blossoming flower in spring, “i hope we can get along with each other.”

she extended her hand slowly, almost shy at first, but then confidently continuing.

i extended my hand to shake hers, and the moment her palm pressed to mine, i felt it. the same way i felt it that night.

she was perfect.

she was here.

here for me and only me.

i couldn’t stop the smile that made it’s way onto my face, one of those stupid grins you get when you’re tired but still happy. i licked my lips, my fangs peeking out for a moment before i spoke, trying to calm down.

“sunghoon. i’m sure we’ll get along just fine, don’t worry about it yn.” i replied, my voice far steadier than the storm brewing inside me. her name tasted sweet on my tongue, like sugar laced with poison—addictive, dangerous, and entirely mine.

———

i should’ve been teaching her about lighting. angles. exposure. but the way her brows furrowed in concentration was more artistic than any photo i’d ever taken.

“am i doing it right sunghoon?”

shit, even the way she says my name is perfect. the way my name fell from her mouth — soft, sweet, like honey melting on the tip of her tongue.

i didn’t answer right away. i couldn’t. not when i was too busy memorizing every inch of her face.

“y-yeah—but you should move your hand further up so you don’t accidentally delete anything.” i said.

confused, she moved her hand, still covering the wrong buttons. unsure, she looked at me for reassurance.

“no.” i murmured, shaking my head.

slowly, like a predator approaching its prey, i moved closer, suddenly stood behind her, so close close enough to feel the heat radiating off her skin, to smell the soft floral perfume that clung to her wherever she went.

my hands found hers, fingers grazing her knuckles, slow, lingering, guiding.

“like this.” i whispered, my breath ghosting along the back of her neck.

i saw the subtle shiver that ran through her body and i bit my lip in an attempt to hold back a groan. fuck, this was bad. she wasn’t moving away, wasn’t screaming at me, calling me a creep, she just stayed in the same position.

like she didn’t want to move.

so close, that her hair tickled my face as she spoke.

her hair brushed against my cheek as she tilted her head slightly, voice light as ever, like the tension wasn’t making my pulse pound out of my chest.

“okay, but what if i want to compare multiple photos?”

“then you want to,” i spoke but i couldn’t hear myself, all i could think about was how her hands would feel without a camera, how she would feel pressed against the nearest wall, what she would taste like, how it would feel to crash my lips against hers right this moment—

“sunghoon! yn!”

i practically jumped, cursing whoever interrupted this sacred moment between me and her.

“you’re needed outside! come on!” someone shouted from the chaos outside.

reluctantly i stepped away from yn, immediately missing the feeling of having her so close to me.

i stared down at the ground, muttering something under my breath, feeling my fingers twitch in annoyance.

“i guess we should go.”

yn’s voice weaved into my mind like silk. as i looked up i was met with that inviting smile she always wore—the one that made me want to kiss her senseless.

“yeah..” i replied, that same stupid smile, the one she only ever saw, on my face.

“let’s go.”

———

silently, i gathered my things, my mind wandering back to the days earlier moments. the fact she didn’t move. the fact her scent still lingered even after all these hours. the fact she was all i could think about.

i slung my bag over my shoulder, camera hanging loosely around my neck as i walked casually towards the exit.

that was until i saw yn. stood at the exit. turning to face me. smiling at me.

fuck, i could already feel the heat spread throughout my body as i approached her, stopping a couple centimeters away from her.

“hey yn. you waiting for anyone?”

say no. say you aren’t. she couldn’t say yes. she was mine.

“yes actually!”

what bastard gets to keep her waiting? who was he? who did he think he was to keep my precious yn waiting?

“i was waiting for you! i figured we could walk home together.” she said, shyly looking away as she mentioned we could walk together.

my eyes widened, just for a moment, and i had to take a moment to gather myself.

“you’re waiting…for me?” i asked, still in disbelief.

she nodded.

“and you want to walk home with me?”

“that’s the goal.”

i was silent for a moment before i pulled myself together.

“yes, okay let’s go.” i nodded, clearing my throat awkwardly.

———

normally, the city at night was my haven, my sanctuary, my safe space. normally all i could focus on was the glow of the moon, the distant lights that twinkled from the cities windows, the hum of the engine from every car that passed by. normally i couldn’t tear my gaze away from the city. today, i couldn’t tear my gaze away from her.

her shoulder brushed mine, occasionally, and every single time i felt it, it sent a thrill through me so sharp it was almost painful. i’d memorized these streets. i’d memorized her steps. but tonight was different. tonight she was by my side, willingly.

she chose me to walk home with.

i stole glances when she wasn’t looking, watching the way the moonlight glowed against her skin, soft and silver like it had chosen only her to shine on, like she was under the night’s spotlight. the way her nose crinkled when she talked about something she was passionate about.

my camera swung around my neck with every step i took, my fingers aching to hold the weight of it in my hands, desperate to capture her in this perfect moment—but i didn’t need a photograph, it was already engraved into my memory, stored away for later use.

“sunghoon?” her voice pulled me out of my dazed thoughts, “you okay?”

i nodded, swallowing hard. i wasn’t okay—i was never okay when it came to her.

“you know,” i started, my voice lower than usual, “you shouldn’t walk home alone at night. it’s dangerous.”

she laughed lightly, kicking a loose pebble on the pavement, “that’s why i’m walking with you, isn’t it?”

it was quiet for a moment before she nodded.

“i suppose. there can be some creepy people around at this time.”

“creepy?” i said, raising an eyebrow, “sure. but no one would ever dare hurt you. not when i’m watching. they wouldn’t touch you. they wouldn’t even look at you.”

i paused, tilting my head slightly, letting the weight of my words settle.

“i wouldn’t let them.”

her grin only made it worse. the way she nudged me like it was some harmless joke.

“my hero,” she giggled.

if only she knew. i wasn’t saving her from the world. i was saving the world from her.

because she was mine. and i don’t share.

———

the studio was a mess the moment we walked in. lights half-assembled, makeup artists pacing in circles, and the frantic buzz of staff voices overlapping one another like a broken radio.

me and yn glanced at each other, weary eyes already tired and we don’t even know the reason for the mess.

i looked around, eyebrows twitching in mild annoyance—until i overheard the reason for the chaos.

“the model canceled last minute,” one of the assistants rushed by, nearly knocking into me, “we’re one short, sunghoon. the shoot can’t start without her.”

i sighed. of course she cancelled.

“she cancelled?” yn repeated in a hushed voice, speaking only to me, “does this happen often?”

“only when the models feel petty.” i groaned, rubbing the bridge of my nose.

“is there anyway we could help?” she asked.

before she spoke again, she swallowed nervously, like she was scared of what she was about to say.

“what is it?”

“do you think—i could replace the model?” she said hesitantly, looking up at me with those wide eyes that made me crazy.

before i could respond, another assistant rushed past us and then abruptly turned around.

“you!” she said, pointing at yn. my gaze hardened. what did she want with my yn?

“can you replace our model!? please! you look similar measurements and if i’m not too honest here, you look prettier, alright come on, you need to get changed!” the assistant rambled, quickly snatching yn out of my sight and into the modelling world.

i stood there, chewing my lip.

i had lost my apprentice, my yn, to a bunch of snobs who wanted to change her, try make her fit their ridiculous outfits like she wasn’t beautiful already.

but all of my thoughts disappeared when she appeared.

i felt as if time had stopped.

the dress. the fucking dress.

it wrapped around her like it was designed with her body in mind—clinging to every curve, slipping off one shoulder in a way that wasn’t accidental. her hair was slightly tousled, her lips tinted pink, her eyes soft but sharp as they flicked around, the once chaotic and now stunned, room. towards me.

i could barely swallow. my throat felt like sandpaper.

my fingers curled around the camera, knuckles turning white, chest tightening as the heat clawed its way through me, pooling in places i couldn’t control.

i stepped back, fast, clearing my throat.

“i’ll be back. i need... to check the light settings.”

a lie. the light was fine. everything was fine. except me.

i rushed out and fled to the nearest bathroom. in there i quickly splashed cold water onto my face, desperately trying to calm down. it was too late though as when i looked down there was already clear evidence of my arousal.

i groaned into my hands, rubbing at my face, feeling the heat throughout my body get only stronger.

fuck, fuck, fuck!

what was i going to do?

i couldn’t just go out there so everyone could see how hard i was, like a fucking animal in heat! what could i do?

“sunghoon! are you in there? we need you back out here!”

what was there to do?

i adjusted my jeans as much as possible, trying to hide my evident arousal, dried my face and took a deep breath.

forcing my expression blank, i walked back into the studio, trying to mask every inch of the storm raging inside me.

i should have run. the second i stepped back into the studio it was game over.

there she stood, under the lights, posing, the dress hugging her like sin, her eyes glancing toward the camera—toward me. like she already knew.

i shakily walked over and began instructing her, how to pose, her facial expressions, but i didn’t even have to. she looked beautiful either way.

i raised the camera, fingers shaking slightly, the weight of it grounding me for the smallest second.

click.

and then another.

click.

and another.

click.

each shot burned more than the last.

she didn’t know. but she was mine.

———

the studio finally emptied, the silence ringing in my ears louder than the chaos that happened less than two hours ago.

“yn.” i called her name, soft but firm.

she looked up, tilting her head slightly, strands of hair falling loose from behind her ear. god, even the way she looked at me made my thoughts spiral.

“do you mind staying a little longer?” i asked, trying to sound casual, even though my pulse was betraying me. “i still need to process the photos. dark room’s better when you’ve got an extra pair of hands.”

i waited, my heart heavy as she considered my words.

she nodded with a small smile, “sure.”

the two of us slipped into the dark room, the soft red light bathing her face in this surreal glow. the hum of the ancient lights above us filled the silence, sometimes broken by the occasional drip of developer fluid or the rustling of photographs.

i complied the photographs, treating them all with the same amount of care as the last, and gently placed them in the chemical trays, watching them bloom to life.

i could feel her beside me, close enough that her warmth radiated against my skin.

and then—her voice broke the quiet.

“...this one wasn’t part of the shoot.”

my stomach dropped. i turned, following her gaze to the photo she held between her fingers. the one i didn’t mean to leave out. the one i shouldn’t have printed.

it was her.

off-guard. smiling at an assistant. head tilted slightly. lips parted. eyes soft and distant—caught in a moment i couldn’t resist stealing during the shoot.

a moment only i had ever seen.

she stared at me, her expression unreadable as she opened her mouth to speak again.

“you kept this?” her voice came out quieter, more fragile.

i swallowed but my throat felt tight.

“why?” she whispered.

i couldn’t lie. not anymore.

“because you looked beautiful. you always do.” i murmured, taking a hesitant step forward. when she didn’t move, i took it as a sign to continue.

“i’ve taken a lot of pictures, yn. but none of them—not a single one—ever felt right. until you.”

i licked my lips, my gaze still focused on the ground.

“you were different. you made the photo more alive. you weren’t just my muse—you were the spark inside me that caused this.”

she blinked, lips trembling slightly, and her voice barely came out as a whisper, “why me?”

i let out a soft breath, fingers twitching at my side, resisting the urge to just touch her, pull her in.

“i don’t know. i never did, and i’ll probably never know. but i do know, that you yn, have ignited something inside of me, and i don’t think it’ll ever stop burning.”

he room felt smaller, her heartbeat syncing with mine, the air electric and heavy and impossibly intimate.

her fingers loosened around the photo, letting it fall back onto the table, before she slowly looked up at me—eyes dark, unreadable, but soft at the edges.

“sunghoon.” she whispered. my name had never sounded sweeter.

she took a step forward, closing the gap between us. “do you mean it? this isn’t some sick joke?”

“of course i mean it.”

“then kiss me sunghoon.”

the space between us disappeared before either of us could think. my hand slid to the back of her neck, pulling her in, and the second her lips met mine—i knew there was no going back.

the kiss wasn’t soft. it was desperate, hungry, full of every second i’d spent trying to resist her. my hands tangled into her hair, hers fisting the front of my shirt, pulling me closer, closer, until i could feel the way her chest pressed against mine, the way her lips parted for me so naturally like she was always meant to.

i pressed her against the closest wall, groaning against her lips, swallowing her little gasps and sighs.

as i pulled away, both panting for air, breath hot and heavy against each other, my hand instinctively clutched my camera, taking a picture of her.

breathless, lips swollen from my attack, perfect.

“mine.” i whispered, quickly forgetting about the camera and immediately pressing my lips against hers again.

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criminal-sen · 2 months ago

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I never thought the day would come but I finally finished this comic. I never want to make a full color comic ever again, at least with any expectation of finishing it even remotely promptly:D

A light warning: the first page dips into some uncomfortable territory - Mayuri feeling grief/guilt over Nemu, who is very recently deceased (it picks up where the scene leaves him after Pernida fight, passing out in one of those regenerative pods). That being said, there's nothing too shocking as far as violence or whatever so I'm not going to put it under a cut. Like, the tone gets lighter after the first page and is probably more comedic than you might expect.

What else... I flubbed some minor details like Mayuri's sleeve not being ripped but omg Who Care... I also forgot what the regenerative pods looked like and had to change them for this comic to even work? Like they very much do not have windows smh. Also idfk if or how they fill with liquid, so didn't bother. I didn't see Hitsugaya awkwardly sloshing away in his boots so idk about that anyway

It reads from left to right, enjoy<3

heehehhooo i don't think i told anyone it was Kenmayu, so am feeling quite sneaky>:3c

Edit: if some of the pages are hard to follow, I divided every page in half for some fn reason- so read across the top half first, then the bottom half. Is more obvious on some pages than others, I'm just now realizing

below the cut is all the thought bubbles/dialogue for anyone who needs it in text (it's actually finished for reals now)

Page One

Mayuri, narrating: Nemuri... It's actually quite an ironic name, come to think of it. Dreams are emotional, illogical... and thoroughly unscientific. And so, despite my best efforts,

I can't

fucking

CONTROL them.

Mayuri, thinking: I need to get out of here.

Page 2

Mayuri, thinking (this whole page is solely his thoughts): oh, how annoying! Can't this shit wait?! I need to be resting!! And HEALING!! Stupid fucking... piece of shit brain! And of course I didn't bring any sedatives!!

Hmm? That brainless sack of meat is still here? I suppose I could jump in there with him. His blissful stupidity must have an area of effect, as I never have nightmares during those... ... post-coital lapses of judgement known as 'cuddling'. Ughhh he's all sweaty and wounded... I bet he smells like a rotten carcass

A VILE CREATURE, INDEED!

Damnit, I'm stalling. I need to get a brace on my leg before I go anywhere. I really don't feel like dealing with it, though.

Oh, fine! It's going to hurt, though!

IT HURTS! (sfx: CRACK!)

(flavor text)

It Fucking Hurt

Damnit, this is so reckless! Some batshit Quincy could destroy this area at any moment! I'm going to die a slow, disgraceful death under a pile of rubble! And for what?! Because I was having a bad dream?! Have I lost my fucking MIND?!!

...That's the issue at hand, though, isn't it. I can't start coming unraveled in the midst of a war. At best, the meltdown will render me useless... but I'm a man of extremes, so... ... best lock it up until I have some privacy.

Well, here's my diversion tactic... god, he looks like a neanderthal in a block of ice... sleeping so soundly, not a care in the fucking world!

Hmph. I'm going to have to wake him up, aren't I? He'll need to help me get in. Huh... how incredibly inconvenient. How irritating! I should've let Pernida turn him into meatballs!

Page 3

Oh for crying out loud. His stupid face hasn't moved a muscle. Damnit, am I seriously going to have to yell?

(Mayuri yelling sound effects) !!ZARAKI! WAKE THE FUCK-GODDAMNIT-THE FUCK IS WRONG

M, thinking: Still nothing?! Well, so much for being nice!!

M, aloud: ZARAKI!!! If you don't wake up RIGHT FUCKING NOW, I'm STABBING you again!!

Z, aloud: You that eager to DIE, Kurotsuchi?! I'll fuckin- ...huh? Wait, where am I... Man, I got NO clue what's going on right now... but you look like shit. And uh... ...I'm not even gonna ask... ...but do you seriously not have like... a bag or somethin'?

M, aloud: Zaraki. For once in your life, would you just shut up?

Page 4

M, aloud: I'm tired. And I don't want to repeat myself. So. You're in a pod I designed that speeds up healing. As so was I until it... hmm... malfunctioned.... forcing me to exit it. And I'm in a rather dire state, as you can see. Just standing here explaining is taking a lot out of me. So... clearly, the best solution is for me to squeeze in next to you! It's just basic common sense! So, ehrm... do.. you mind?

Z, thinking: Ha! I bet he's blushing so hard right now. But somethin's not right here. Didn't he fight that... thing... that took me out? He's alive, so he must've won. But he's not being' all smug about it. What's he hiding? Nah... that's a dumb question to be askin' myself. Especially when the answer's been staring me in the face... since the moment I opened my eyes. They had a tough fight... ...and I don't think Nemu survived.

Z, aloud: Uh... look. If Nemu's uh... well, if somethin' happened... then... I'm sorry. Yachiru's gone, too. I, uh... I'm not good at this shit, but-

M, aloud: Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?!! I can't do this right now, okay?! So just can it!!!!

(sound effects of him breathing harshly, then saying 'ugh' and wiping his nose. Next line over, he's fidgeting and clicking his tongue)

M, thinking: ...goddamnit.

M, aloud: I'm... sorry about Yachiru... and I suppose I shouldn't have screamed-

Z, aloud: HEY. (jab sound effect) Hurry up, will ya? And quit bein' all sincere before you have a fuckin' stroke.

M, aloud: You bastard!!! I'll give you something to stroke! (he's also growling while Zaraki's talking, with text pointing at his forehead that says 'hurts like a BITCH')

oh and I didn't want to break the rhythm, but the little drawings of both Yachirus (middle right) have text that says 'the Yachiru he means' pointing at pink haired Yachiru 'but uhhh idk:p' above Yachiru Unohana. Since uhhh he technically lost both of them (though 'lost' is maybe not the most accurate word for pink haired Yachiru)

Page 5 (btw I'm giving up on trying to write the sound effects bc it's late and I want to go to sleep lol)

Z, aloud: That's better... thought you'd lost it for a second there.

M, aloud: You goddamn-put me down, right this instant!!

Z, aloud: Oh shuddup and hold still, will ya?

M, aloud: Tell me to shut up... I'll kill you... ... You careless oaf, can't you see I'm hurt?! And your breath, what the fuck!! Are your insides rotting? This is completely unacceptable!!

Z, thinking: ... This fuckin' guy, I swear... ...didn't he say he was tired?!

Z, aloud: Oh, quit yer yappin'!! I'm sorry you twisted yr stupid ankle, but I'm missing an entire arm!! AND!!! If that wasn't bad enough?! YOU FUCKIN' STABBED ME!!

M, aloud: heh... Stabbed, you say??? Such an ungrateful term, I think I might cry! But this can be a learning opportunity! Next time, just say I saved your l-

Z, aloud: You, uhh... you alright, little buddy? You gonna cry it out?

M, aloud: I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU AAAAAFUCK

#mayuri kurotsuchi #bleach #kenmayu #my art #bleach tybw #tw blood #tw body horror #kinda???? in the first page???#if you made it thru pernida fight you'll make it through this #was my thought #now that several hours have passed. i realize my warning about mayuri hating was maybe like. a bit unnecessary #i removed it but um. don't u do it

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mountainficss · 1 year ago

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STAWPPP 🦈 ANON HERE .. THE FIC WAS TOO GOOD😭😭😭 DAMN U KNOW HOW TO WRITE. anyways im back for more cuz omggg I SAW THIS LIKE REALLY WOWOWOW PHOTO OF WONWOO like w/ his hair wet and stuff and GWOWODODOD DAMN (https://pin.it/3hCKDB7wu) just thinking abt how shower sex with wonwoo would be, ugh thanks again 4 answering, I always get so anxious writing these !! ^_^

!! mentions of: shower sex, unprotected sex, fingering

OH MY??? jeon wonwoo…ugh he’s so pretty…

ALSO I MISSED U 🦈 ANON I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THE JOSHUA FIC <333 i’m so sorry i take forever to respond these days. these professors must really want me to stay busy with all this work they’re giving smh. ALSO PLEASE DON’T BE ANXIOUS I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU ALL <333

omg shower sex with wonwoo would be so sweet. after a long day it’s what both of you would need. maybe work is rough on the both of you or you just want to spend some quality time together. either way shower sex is the perfect way to wind down! he’d slide in the shower with you, the water soaking his hair and causing little droplets to run down his pretty face. would pull your body to his chest and press sweet little kisses to your neck from behind, licking and sucking on the skin lovingly <3 he’d stick two fingers inside your heat, fucking you slowly and stretching you out so you can take him better ;( no matter what wonwoo always takes the time to prep you, he never wants it to be painful for you (and i just know he’s got that dumb dick so it’s gonna hurt more if he doesn’t prep—). he’d pull his fingers out, licking them clean as he guides his length to your hole. he’d push in slowly, one hand gripping your hip while the other snakes around to knead your chest. and while you adjust to the stretch he’d be whispering the sweetest praises in your ear about how you look so pretty for him and how his cock was made for only you </3 the steam from the shower and the feeling of wonwoo filling you up so well would make you lightheaded, already feeling cock-drunk despite him barely even fucking you ;( he’d thrust gently at first, checking constantly to make sure he wasn’t hurting you. you’d have to practically beg him to go faster because he’s always so worried about you </3 but then his thrusts would gradually speed up, the sound of skin colliding and the shower running echoing through the bathroom. he’d let out the lewdest whines and whimpers next to your ear, licking up your neck and pressing a small kiss to your jawline. he’d pull your body as close as physically possible and wrap his arms around your torso, your back pressed against his chest so closely you can feel his heart hammering ;( you’d push your hands against the foggy glass to steady yourself, leaving smudged hand prints as wonwoo drills into you. it wouldn’t take you long to finish with how desperately he was fucking you, the sound of wet skin and wonwoo’s sweet moans sending you over the edge. he’d reach a hand down to rub circles on your clit as you cum, feeling you jolt against him. he’d cum inside you as your walls tighten around him, continuing to rub your clit through his orgasm </3 his moans would be so pretty as he fucks his cum deep into your hole. your legs would wobble, feeling weak as you both struggle to catch your breath in the steamy shower. he’d be panting as he pulls out, reaching two fingers down to your hole to fuck his cum back inside ;(

you’d both be so tired but wonwoo would still take the time to clean you up, lathering your hair in shampoo and gently massaging it into your scalp. you’d lean against him, your eyes fluttering closed as you feel wonwoo’s fingers in your hair and listen to the sound of the warm water raining down on the both of you </3333 god i love wonwoo so much

#seventeen smut #thoughts #seventeen #smut #wonwoo smut #seventeen wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #svt smut #svt imagines #wonu #mountainficss

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binniebakery · 1 year ago

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nonidol!au soobin x gn!reader fluff established relationship ♡ Summary: based off of taylor swift's lover !!! soobin is being the gentleman he is, neither of you know how to not be sick🤨 ♡ Warnings: tall soobin agenda??, reader gets called cute, someone's a little sick smh, lmk if theres something im missing! ♡ A/N: second fic wow.. l! this was a little self-indulgent but I really hope yall enjoy! idk if someone has done this before im sorry adsfasdf this song smacks and soobin is so lover coded i had to put my thoughts down asap (erm also not proofread so!!! 😻😻)

You were never really a morning person. It was a Saturday, why would the sun be so cruel as to wake you up as it shone through the beige curtains of your bedroom? As soon as your lashes fluttered open you realized that the blanket had been pulled away from you, only covering half of your shivering body. Sure winter was coming to an end soon, but snow still covered the ground outside and the warmth of your sleeping boyfriend’s body seemed more inviting than ever. You flipped around to catch Soobin softly asleep. His hair was messily fluffed around as one arm rested above his head, the other mistakingly holding on to the bunched-up blanket that was meant to cover your side of the bed instead of holding you. You couldn’t possibly be mad at someone for stealing your blanket when he slept like such an innocent angel. After all, you knew any other time he would be willing to give you the entire thing just for you to stay warm. And there’s this dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear.

Smiling as you wrapped your arm around his side, you leaned in to press your forehead against his. Of course, just softly enough so he wouldn’t wake up. The sun’s rays hardly peeked into the room but it was enough to perfectly land on his features and highlight his button nose as Soobin occasionally sniffled in his sleep. His dark hair and lashes a lighter color from being showered in sunlight. Work had been stressing him out more than usual lately and he finally was able to get a few days off. Just in time for him to start catching a cold. Luckily, you being the cautious couple you are, were able to catch the symptoms in time and he had been recovering quite quickly. That’s when it hit you that you needed to walk to the nearest market to restock the tea he had been drinking for dear life to help with his scratchy throat.

You pressed a kiss onto his forehead and as carefully and quietly as you could, sat up from your bed. Right as you were about to slip a foot onto the cold floor, you felt a large hand lazily reach for you, lightly dragging an index finger down your arm in soft protest. “Mm hey, where you going?” a soft mumble could be heard from the once sleeping giant that lay beside you. You turned to see Soobin forming a soft pout. “Just to the store really quickly Binnie. Need to get you some more tea for your throat.” you responded, softly poking his doughy cheek. “So.. you’re going without me?” his pout was now more prominent than ever, cutely contrasting his deep and groggy voice. “Soobin, you’re still recovering. I don’t want to reverse that” you sighed. Your boyfriend was now tugging at the hem of your sweater. How can someone be so endearing? “It’s fine, justmythroa-” he wasn’t even able to finish his sentence as he coughed and reached over to grab the half-empty water bottle that sat on the nightstand. Can I go where you go?

“Please.. I feel fine I swear y/n. I’ll wear a mask and everything. Can’t have you going by yourself.” he pleaded with a soft smile. You knew Soobin was clingy when he got sick, but it was obvious this time that he wanted to make up as much time as he could for how busy he had been the past month. How could you say no? Can we always stay this close? You made sure your boyfriend was wrapped as tightly and warmly as possible. Holding onto him tightly as you walked down the street. The urge to constantly adjust his scarf every few seconds scratching at your brain. You looked up at him to see Soobin smiling fondly down at you. “What? Toothpaste on my mouth?” you tilted your head. Soobin chuckles and shakes his head. “No, you just are extra cute today, nothing new.” Forever and ever.

On your way back to your apartment, you felt your own throat begin to feel sore and itchy. Most likely due to the reason that you weren’t wearing a scarf yourself. Not wanting to alert the overprotective giant bunny walking beside you, you (not so) discretely coughed into the arm that wasn’t currently wrapped around your boyfriend as soon as a loud gust of wind whooshed by. On instinct, Soobin immediately stopped in his steps. “Did you just cough?” he said as he stared you down. “No- I-.. okay yes sorry I just don't want you to think I’m si-” Before you could continue you felt warmth wrap around your neck. “Binnie! What are you doing?! You’re going to get sick again!” Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? “Hey, hey, don’t fuss you need it more, I already feel better just being with you. Plus, we’re already here.” Soobin pointed out as you realized you were only across the street from your apartment. Smiling softly, you intertwined your cold fingers with his warm ones as you finished your journey back home. Or you could say home was right there in that moment, holding you close and offering his scarf.

With every guitar string scar on my hand take this magnetic force of a man to be my, lover

As your boyfriend quickly put the laundry away, you were just about finished making tea for the both of you. Pouring the tea into your favorite mugs, you felt a warm pair of arms wrap around you. Soft music played on your tv speakers as the snow began to fall outside. “This might be the last time we get snow this year..” you mumbled as Soobin rested his nose into your hair. “Mhmm.. how’s your throat bunny?” he responded. “Hmm.. you know I think I need a kiss better from someone.”

Soobin chuckled, a light smirk on his face as he turned you around to pull you in. “Well, maybe I shouldn’t. After all, you’re getting sick, I’m getting sick-” he teased. “Oh can you please just shut up and give me a kiss” you laughed as you pulled him in. Just like every kiss you had with him and every kiss to come, his lips were sweet and inviting. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he leaned down to wrap his around your waist and lift you up. Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover Sharing soft laughter and light touches, you both remained protected and oblivious to the harsh cold outside. Winter was getting warmer, not because of spring, but because of your lover.

#tomorrow x together #soobin #soobin fluff #soobin x reader #soobin x y/n #txt fluff #txt imagines #txt scenarios #BakeryTreat♡

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hyqerfixation · 2 years ago

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WAITER SAT AT THE TABLE

-art by ringorenji88 on twitter.

OKKK YAKUZA PILLARS WE LOVE..

Kny boys Drabble NOT FINISHED..

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"oh shit for real? The pillars are here!? " the pianist asked in shock

"yeah u can see them in the vip seating on the other side of the casino"

"oh for fuck sakes, another fight is probably gonna happen some time soon. "

"you bet"

After hearing the two colleagues gossip Y/n placed her old hairbrush back into her bag.

“What the fuck are pillars?” Y/n thought.

The strip club was definitely something,a popular angle wing in the outskirts of the city of japan

But how could she describe this club?

Utter shit

Female hookers only had a little bit to get ready for their customers, and the bartenders had even less time to change into their uniforms and set the stools down before the casino gets ready

Too add on, the club didn't have a wonderful dressing room for performers to get "all dolled up," as many owners put it, so she dressed up in the ladies employees restroom as long with her female colleagues.

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"HELP Y/N I CANT ZIP MY DRESS UP AND I HAVE TO GO OUT ANY MINUTE!"

"ume calm down jesus fucking crist, Turn around ill do the zip."

Y/N zipped up the performers outfit, which was way more flashier then her skutty uniform.

"daki ur late ur supposed to be on stage letter A right now!"

Another performer exclaimed, rushing daki out of the females room.

"OKAY OKAY I'M COMING ALRIGHT" daki turned around to y/n who was also supposed to be out on her shift right now.

"LET'S MEET UP LATER MM K?"

Y/N sighed lightly while giving a suttle smile

"sure" y/n replied on her way to follow daki to the exit.

Y/n exited the bathroom, leaving her aftershow clothes in on the bathroom sink as long as her bag, and began shifting her fingerless gloves.

“I should’ve pretended to sick today smh” she thought.

"hey y/n! What's up w being late all the time. We could've had a smoke break together."

"i would of been here five minutes ago but I was helping your sister "

Y/ns workmate, also known to be gyutaro rolled his eyes as he gave y/n her note pad and biro pen.

"whatever dude, but come tell me when your on your next break so we can go smoke mm k?"gyutaro said

Y/N waved him goodbye as she slowly walked away.

"we could've talked longer if u came on the right fucking time."

"mm k!" y/n mimicked, taking notes how the siblings act like each other.

Y/N walked out of the bar counter and pushed a stool aside her to continue on to taking orders.

Yet while she looked around she noticed all her work mates avoided the back left,also known as the more "mightier side". Was there someone big there? But if it was someone famous there wouldn't everyone be offering to take their order?

It didn't make sense.

Y/N walked towards to back without a ponder. There wasn't anyone to take the people's orders since the waiters scurried to take their orders, as if they were avoiding a certain table.

'whatever this is; i need that bag, so I guess I'm just going to have to deal with whatever hits me.' y/n thought.

High heels clanked on the ground while y/n search for a table to assist, only for-

"y/n! Y/n!"

She turned around.

"sasumaru? What's up with you?"

Sasumaru was one of y/ns closet friends at the casino, besides the siblings. She wanted to be a volley ball player but failed at everything ever since she was put under house arrest.

"I'm begging you to do that vip table! All of us are to scared to do it!"

"Well why, its not like they are gonna try to kill u for getting their order wrong."

Sasumaru laughed sarcastically

"they tried to kill yahaba because he asked if they wanted ice in their drink!" sasumaru exclaimed, rocking y/n back and fourth by the collar.

"whatever, I'll do it" y/n dead panned

"Are u so sure after hearing what I just told u!" sasumaru panicked even more

"yes it's fine I'll just do what they say, no questions, no ice."

Sasumaru stopped and starred at y/n

"Now will you let me go?" y/n asked.

"AAAAA UR SO COOL Y/N!!! SO BRAVE TOO, JUST LIKE ME"

Y/N pulled sasumaru off her and continued to walk to the vip room

'if u were brave like me, u would be walking to the vip lounge' y/n giggled to her self.

"hey babe what's ur number?"

"look at the fat in her back!"

"I would smack that"

Y/N grumbled to her self about these comments, much to her dismay shes pretty much used to the cat calling here. The manager doesn't really give a shit about the treatment his female employees get here.

'tch, whatever. Fucking saddos'

Y/N walked to the vip table, no in closer inspection she saw a group of men.

Rich men.

Rich and powerful men.

How could y/n tell they were powerful? Doesn't the silent tables of men around them tell you enough? What about the employees refusing to serve any where over here? Is that enough?.

"what could I get for you guys" y/n asked carefully, remembering what happend to yahaba.

"finally someone flashy to help us order!" one of the men said. His hair silver white with magenta eyes that popped. Jewellery coated his body with a expensive tuxedo.

"can I please just have some water? I hope that's okay." the other man said, he was way more bigger then the others and had a red beaded necklace on, his eyes were-wait, is he blind?

"CAN I PLEASE HAVE SOME HOT WINGS" a booming voice asked, his eyes were orange and red, matching with his hair.

"shut the fuck up Kyojuro. I want a sex on the beach cocktail" another white haired male asked, his appearance way more scary then the others with his scars that show from his face to where the tuxedo is undone to show more scars.

"I want the same as sanemi!" the male from the start exclaimed again.

Y/N noted all of these

"anything else?"

"how about you darling?" the flashy man asked. y/n internally screamed inside.

"can uzui shut his mouth for ten seconds" the man known as uzui smacked the scar face beside him while the others laughed.

Y/N walked away when they finished their order.

Okay! Maybe they are a little bit imtimidating.

Yeah, especially when she realised she saw them on the news for murder half way through their order.

But it's fine. It won't bother her THAT badly. Would it?.

"what's up with you? You are all shaken up."

"I just realised I was taking the fucking pillars orders"

"Are you fucking stupid? Everyone knew that's why they stayed closer to the entrance."

Y/N clicked her tounge, she knew that she was stupid but she Just wanted some more money! Cut her some slack!

"I did hear the pianist talk about it outside of getting changed. I didn't really deep much into it though."

Gyutaro placed the drinks on a round black tray along with some hot wings.

"I mean it's your problem now, and to be honest if they didn't like you, you would have been dead by now."

Y/N awkwardly smiled, knowing shes fucked.

"yeah yeah whatever."

She grabbed the tray and started to walk back towards the mobsters

I mean are they really mobsters? even though how imtimidating they were, they somewhat respected you.

They respected you way more then other people you are close with.

"look at her body."

"she's hot."

"yo guys should I ask for her number?"

At this point y/n couldn't even hear the things that were said about her. She was too focused about the men on the Vip table. Is she scared? Incredibly. Is she going to act like nothings bothered her about them? Yes. She is.

The platform heels platters the floor, alarming the men on the table.

"I see your back so soon"

The bling guy said, clasping his hands together.

"took her time didn't she." the scarface complained, tapping his finger on the table.

"don't be so rude sanemi."

" and how the fuck am I being rude?!?"

Y/N placed their drinks down, ignoring how her body's shaking from the pillars infront of her.

"so lady! How long have you been working here?"

Y/N paused at what she was doing and looked up to the fire head who just asked her a question.

"just under a year."

Kyojuro nodded and smiled

"that's nice, you look so young though how old are you?"

Sanemi who sat on the edge of the table hanged his leg out

"I bet not a day over 19"

Y/N chuckled lowly, letting her guard down

"I'm 23"

Uzui spat his drink out

"HUH"

Gyomei smiled towards y/n, he felt comfortable around her arua.

He couldnt explain it, she just seems nice to hang around with.

Y/N chuckled again

"do I really look that young? -"

"NO WAY UR MY AGE"

Uzui shouted light heartily, maybe he could have a 4th wife.

"how about she sits down with us? Since u guys are obsessing over her like bitchy dogs."

Sanemi complained, true they were acting like dogs, but he would be lying if he didn't want to talk to y/n too.

"that's not a bad idea!" Rengoku exclaimed while tengen patterned on the the sofa like chair in between him and Kyojuro.

"how about you sit here precious?"

Y/Ns face paled, does she have a choice? I mean she doesn't mind sitting between them she's just worried her boss would think she's slacking off again.

"don't force her, remember she has a job to do." gyomei said to the two, for sanemi to agree

"I'll pay her to sit with me, her job is to get money from customers right? Come sit down with us darling."

Uzui said, while rengoku took a few papers out of his wallet.

"It's fine if you don't want to! We will still pay for our drinks." Rengoku re assured y/n.

Y/N smiled softly, forgetting her worries about any of them.

"cmon girl they will be asking all night if u don't say anything." sanemi grumbled, embarrassed of the two weirdos on the table with him.

"sure.but not for to long"

"BETTER THEN NOTHING!" Rengoku shouted, for uzui to nudge sanemi to move for y/n to get in.

Sanemi stood up and put his hand on her shoulder.

"come on uzui we don't have all day."

"Sorry my fatass Is making it harder to get out, I know you can't relate sanemi" uzui chuckled to make sanemi embarrassed. Y/n chuckled lowly, just to embarrass him more.

"whatever, in you get girl"

Y/N nudged over to Kyojuro, only to smile at each other while ignoring gyomei telling uzui to not body shame anyone.

"It's not my fault he fails at squats" uzui said nudging over to sit next to y/n

Which made her sandwiched between two physco extroverts who wears expensive tuxedos

Nothing else could get worse then it already is.

"so pretty face, what's your name?" sanemi asked, fed up of the name calling.

"I bet her name is really cool!"

"I bet its something snazzy"

Gyomei took a sip of his water and looked over to y/n

"whatever her name is, it would be beautiful."

Y/N was going to answer sanemis question once she had some of uzuis drink, that he offered her.

"my name is -"

"Y/N."

#demon slayer #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #anime #kny x reader #kny yakuza au #thank you dear anon #aesthetic #art #gaming #writing #rengoku x reader #sanemi x reader #uzui x reader #gyomei x y/n #kny x y/n #hashiras #upper moons #gyutaro and daki

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maislovebot · 1 year ago

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GOOD MORNINGGGG

how do you think the rest of the DOA members would be like vampies? :3

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GOOD MORNING!! Sorry that this is so late, my professor assigned some super hard assignments smh🙏 I honestly find it very interesting to think about the bsd characters in some vampire au so ty for this ask:3

I don’t normally write for Fukuchi but because this is just a small blurb I figured why not! Bram is also different from the others, as his doesn’t take place in an au and instead takes place in canon. Everyone else’s takes place in an au where their vampirism has a completely different set of rules from Bram’s!! You won’t become mindless if they bite you ty

I feel like Fukuchi has the most control out of any of them? He doesn’t really bite you often because he feels like it’s immoral. He’s already committing enough immoral crimes that completely go against everything him and his image stand for. He’s a war hero after all, why would he want to hurt more people than he already has to, especially when hurting you isn’t even going to save anyone. The only real exception would be if he was quite literally starving, and if you’re in poor health? Forget it. He’s never biting you. He would never bite you recreationally, it would only be if he was hiding from another organization and hadn’t eaten in multiple days.

If he were to bite you though, it wouldn’t be very different. He is a man with a lot of willpower and control. He’s able to control himself better than anyone else on this list, in all honesty. He’ll drink the amount he needs to be sustained, then he’s finished. No more no less.

He would enjoy eating nice meals, like perfectly cooked steak, or other things similar. He wouldn’t be very fond of roadkill, because he has the funds to eat at 5 star restaurants pretty much every day. Why eat things he sees on the side of the road?

Bram is similar in the sense that he has self control. He’s aware of the fact that if he were to bite you, you’d be subjected to becoming nothing more than a mindless, blood sucking creature. That isn’t what he wants from you. He wants to be with you for the rest of his days, even if he knows it isn’t realistic because you’re merely human. He’ll try to simply come to terms with the fact he won’t have you for very long, but it’ll only take him maybe 4 months after he’s gotten his body back for him to go on the hunt for something that can make him human, or safely turn you into a vampire. He’s aware of the page because of Fukuchi, and it’s his number one goal to get a hold of it now. He’d prefer to get it by teaming up with whoever is in possession of it, but if that doesn’t work out, he isn’t afraid to take a more villainous approach. Anything to keep you.

In terms of biting you, he never has because he knows what will happen. But oh god has he fantasized about it. It’s all he thinks about. You’d look so pretty with his fangs in your neck.

He didn’t really eat much before he got his body, only being fed whenever Fukuchi had someone he wanted turned, but that didn’t happen much until the vampirism outbreak. Now that he’s gotten his body back, he doesn’t bite people as one, he would feel unfaithful to you, even if nothing became of it and it was purely for feeding. He also wants to make a conscious effort to be good for Aya’s sake. He eats food you make for him. He doesn’t really like going out in public often, so he allows you to cook for him. You’ve made plenty of meals with blood in them, like animals, but you’ve also introduced him to other types of food, and even if they serve him no nutritional value, he finds them delicious.

Fyodor would love to bite you. If you’re just another pawn on his comically large chess board, then he’ll drink your blood with no real intent of giving you anything in return. Sure, he’ll toss you a rag, but you have to clean yourself off! He’s so horrible. If he cares about you, however, he is strangely tender. He has a sense of self control, but sometimes he gets so desperate for your blood he can’t help himself! He’ll hold you down and nibble into your shoulder. He likes biting your shoulder a strange amount. He can’t explain it, it’s just a nice, convenient spot to bite. This is why he loves it when you wear tops with thin or no straps. Makes for east access! Also let’s not forget that this man is anemic. He’d like to bite you to help get his iron levels up, so at least him constantly asking for you to let him bite you has some practical use? If you say no to him biting you, he’ll respect it. He cares about you, he wouldn’t do anything against your will. You’re the light of his life, after all. You’re perfection, therefore, what you say goes.

Whenever Fyodor does bite you, he’s quite literally on top of you, straddling you. He likes the power it gives him, even if in your opinion, he looks rather pathetic biting you while literally straddling you and trembling from how good you taste. He also likes to bite you from the back sometimes. He’ll walk up behind you, hugging you and swaying from side to side before grazing his fangs over your shoulder, awaiting your permission. He is capable of pacing himself, but if he begins ti notice you're getting dizzy more frequently, or you're getting woozy while he's biting you, he'll stop and clean up your bite, wordlessly cleaning you up and cuddling you.

He also likes to eat fine dining. Nothing can quite compare to the taste of your blood, but there are some fair substitutes. He will drink your blood whenever the opportunity presents itself, but he'll also take the two of you out to a nice restaurant and let you order whatevee you please, while he'll order something simple and bloody.

Nikolai is certainly the most strange when it comes to his behaviors. When he bites you he’ll take the blood left over and wipe it on your cheek or something weird like that😭 he also likes biting you in weird places because he finds it funny?? Like he’ll nibble on your fingertips and shit just for funzies?? Similarly to Fyodor, he would bite you whenever given permission. He doesn’t try to limit himself, if you give him permission, why stop? He’d treat you like fine dining. You’re sweet and yummy and Nikolai can’t get enough of it! If you were to tell him no, say that you don’t want him to bite you, he’d roll his eyes playfully but agree. He obviously wouldn’t want you to leave him because he bit you without asking! Then he wouldn’t be able to drink your yummy blood anymore. He also does care about what you have to say, even if he doesn’t admit it because he feels like it makes him seem less free.

As I said earlier, he likes biting weird obscure places, like your fingertips. He’ll lean down like a gentleman and kiss the top of your hand, slowly trailing down and kissing your knuckles, then your fingertips, before finally nibbling your finger tips. As he kisses you he places him hands on your stomach to press you down onto the nearest couch or bed, so you’ll be sitting up comfortably while he leans ahead of you. He also likes biting places like your collarbones, arms, etc. as much as he likes biting in weird obscure places, the neck is nice too. It’s simple, but affective.

He pretty much only drinks your blood..he’ll go a few days without eating (luckily vampires can last sufficiently longer without food that normal humans can), so once you’ve rebuilt your energy he can drink your blood again. Rinse and repeat that process over and over again, and you’ve got Nikolai’s eating habits. He’s also a messy eater..there will be blood pretty much dripping from wherever he bit you when he’s done so he can wipe it on your face or body.

We’ve already talked about Sigma a fair amount, but I’m down to cover the basics. He loves to bite you, in fact nothing can quite compare. He’ll bite you and once he’s done he has this appreciative look on his face. He loves that you’re willing to let him bite you, but he also feels bad. He tends to space out when he bites you, and he prefers biting you in places that have more fat so it hurts less. He’s already a thigh guy but he especially loves biting you there.. your neck is also a good spot to bite though. It’s a little more painful for you, though, so he tends to not bite you there often.

When he’s finished biting you he’ll just lick up the blood, and get a towel. If you’re too tired he’ll just set you down and take a bath with you, bandaging up wherever he bit you. If you’re not, he’ll treat you real good to make up for it. He may love biting you, but somehow, seeing how you’re attached to him at the hip, clinging onto him for the rest of the day is even more satisfying. He finds it cute.

He loves eating stuff you make for him and stuff from nice restaurants, and despite the fact nothing can quite compare to you, he knows he can’t realistically drink your blood every day. You’d get sick, and not to mention it would cause a lot of swelling and bruising. He’d rather space it out.

I was tempted to make this sufficiently more nsfw, but I decided to refrain from anything sexual outside of biting as I didn’t wanna deviate from the original prompt too much..

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julietandcinderella-if · 4 months ago

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Overdue [Life] Update 🧍

*OLD MAN COUGHING AT THE AMOUNT OF DUST IN HERE*

So, um, hi.

If you're not following my main IF blog (@cheerstotheelites-if), you'll probably know my reason for being so quiet for the past months, but if not, then—

TL;DR: The reason why is because I wasn't happy where I was going with my life at the time thus my depression got really bad and stopped me from doing anything, tried to Thanos Snap myself because of that and the other stressful things I was experiencing at the time, but thankfully I had friends and family that helped me get out of that. My depression is still there, but it's a bit more manageable now.

So, now, I've been trying to handle one IF at a time. I wanted to update Cheers first, but seeing how ambitious it is, it will take a while until I can officially do a demo update. However, for J&C I do plan to put out a demo update since the premise is much simpler (and frankly, a bit easier) for me to work on in the time frame of the Queer Vampire IF Jam (Jan 10 - Feb 20). I managed to finish writing the Prologue and currently working on Chapter 1, and I plan to release a demo with both of that. I had to rework the Prologue because that thing is AGED by a lot, and now I'm happier with it.

For now, here are my plans and changes for this IF:

Changing the age rating to 18+ because there are suggestive sexual themes now and things that allude to sex. (Adele can't help but be the sexiest thing for her wife smh smh 😞)

Redesign the Bledsoe Four (Adele, Crowley, Harley, Annie), since I'm not that happy with their designs now, especially Crowley. He needs a better fit. It's more of refining than full on overhaul, to be honest, since I do like their designs still.

Changing up how I present the plot. It's still a Shakespearean tragedy, I just didn't like how I initially planned to write said plot. So much dread, not enough comfort. More slowburn. 😏

And I think that's it for now? J&C doesn't need a big of an overhaul as Cheers, and I'm thankful that it ain't. 😭

Lesbians and Sapphics, I'm so sorry for abandoning you, I'm back for real now. 😭😭

- L

#L's scream #Update

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can-ya-guess-my-curent-obsession · 6 months ago

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Russel Hc's

Authors note: Had some Russel thoughts baking in my mind after I watched some interviews. I know I said I just want to clear up my asks, but tired of writing Murdoc and 2D as much as I love them, I need a break. I'll probably write some noodle ones down the line

Requests: Closed

Phase: Nonspesified,

Hc type: A mix of general + Russel x reader

Note: I got a bit salty while writing this, cuz I like to research and listen to interviews while I write for the characters, and there is truly such little Russel stuff in recent years it kinda pisses me off, same goes for noodle- I want more GIVE ME MORE- ehem sorry, lets forget about this and move on

TW: Bad spelling, mentions of death, self isolation?

smh this man is so unappreciated

I don't think we talk about it enough but Russel is the most well dressed out of all of the band

It was clear from the start of Gorillaz that he took great pride in his appearance

In more than one interview, in the early phases they asked Russ about his taste in clothes and he would reply very passionately

Ya know when we used to see them interview everyone not just Murdoc and 2D

sorry that was uncalled for

Anyways, we've all seen the clip of Russel thinking about himself in a dress so we're all aware of the fact he takes pride in how others perceive him

I think that would apply to his relationship in a way

While I don't think he expects you to be dressed to the nines

I think he would want his partner who also takes pride in how they are perceived by others

Because as your boyfriend what reflects on you is a refection on him for dating you

So if his S/O is a person who enjoys fashion I could see him and S/O spending time making outfits together, giving each other feedback

Maybe the occasional matching outfit or at the very least coordinating outfits

but if is S/O isn't that kinda person, and just wears what they have not giving it much thought like me

He would give you subtle feed back on your clothes and clothes

And if you pick up on what he's doing and offer to let him make your outfit, he would be very happy and might spend a whole day rearranging your closet making set outfits for you of course taking your style into account

His favorite holiday was halloween purely because it allows you to dress up however you want

Also he has lot of fond memories picking out costumes with Noodle when she was younger

Really good with hair

Like weirdly good with hair

Well it's not that weird cuz he was the most like a parent when raising Noodle

So if you want him to do your hair, as long as he isn't busy he's down

And while Noodle's hair is for the most part straight so he doesn't have much experience with different hair types, he learns fast and would probably watch some videos in his free time to learn, in which like I said he learns fast.

Russel like's doing more complex hairstyles on his partner if they have long enough hair, because it gives him a since of craftsmanship and pride when he finishes

But every time he finishes doing it he swears he'll never do it again because of all the work and time it took

but it's a lie

Despite the horrible traumatizing shit he's been through in his life he has to be one of the healthiest(mentally) in the band(ignore phase 7), though that's not saying much

But it is true, in interviews and rise of the Ogre, he seemed to know who he was, and seemed to come to sense of peace and acceptance for what has happened in his life

Of course he has him dark moments we all do

Sometimes he just needs some time to mourn the past and will probably find himself sleeping in a guest bedroom in Kong studio's for a few days

Days where he buries himself in his music and his hobbies taxidermy as an attempt to drown out the the looming image of deaths face

These days where honestly few and far in-between before plastic beach, but they became more often after the events

He's scared for the people he loves and what being around them could mean for their safety.

He won't exactly avoid you

He'll state that he needs time to himself before avoiding you.

But when he comes back around he'll often start telling/ reminiscing to you the good times of his life before he met you, his parents, Dale, his school life

Its his way of accepting the past

#gorillaz x reader #russel hobbs x reader #russel x reader #russel hobbs #russel gorillaz #gorillaz #gorillaz x #gorillaz russel

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kannymaei · 2 years ago

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Beyond All-Knowing (EWTG - Special Chapter 1) Jing Yuan x Reader

MASTERLIST

Author's Note: This has been in my drafts for like idk 5(?) months or 6 months (Teya if you're reading this, pls dont read this bc this is def someone else's personality smh ASOINDJADKANDAK :crocodile: :pensive:) I'm just happy this is alrd posten I aint doing this again jk jk

Synopsis: When you and Jing Yuan were sent to a mission to attempt testing some experimental medicine to mara-struck soldiers but it seemed to have a different side effect.

Genre: SMUT (ITS NOT ME, I THINK ITS SOMEONE ELSE SMH)

WC: 3.4k

"S-s-so! Miss Y/N would you like to…" One of the physician's assistants was about to ask you something when Jing Yuan interrupted.

"Would she like to what?" Jing Yuan rested his back at the wall and caught your attention.

"Oh! Jing Yuan, you're here!" You happily replied, the assistant looked like he was upset because of the sudden appearance of the honored one.

"Y/N why won't you finish getting the herbs so I can finish my share of work." Jing Yuan sighed annoyingly and walked away.

A few hours later.

“Jing Yuan! I got the herbs you need, as ordered by Sifu… Although I found some weird new herbs growing too and I plucked them out.” You said opening the door to his bedroom-slash-laboratory like, carrying a basket full of herbs and other berries that can be eaten for snacks.

“I’m so frustrated about making herbal medicine, shouldn’t we just pass this responsibility to the physicians?” Jing Yuan rants as he faces the bane of his existence, making herbal tea.

“Well, you are, in fact, a candidate to be the successor of Sifu, you must be all-knowing Jing Yuan.” You sighed and explained to him.

“Let me just give you these herbs…” You added and quickly left the room since Jing Yuan doesn't like to be bothered that much especially when he's studying herbs and medicines.

After roughly 3 hours and a half, Jing Yuan has finally finished making 20 identical vials of very concentrated experimental cure against mara.

You and Jing Yuan were assigned to a mission where you'd fight against mara stuck soldiers and force them to drink the vial after being revived in battle. It was hard but Jing Liu knew that there's no pair in Xiaozhou Luofu that can execute this mission with no flaws, she knew her students better than anyone.

You and Jing Yuan took your leave and headed to cloudford.

"Don't you find it odd Jing Yuan, there's no soldiers around here." You said and sighed as your eyes wandered above and beneath every box in the area and not a single mara struck cloud knight was to be found.

"Yeah, it is weird. I wouldn't be even surprised if we were to be ambushed right now by the enemy." He said and laughed as if the two of you would get defeated by a rookie assassin.

"Say, Jing Yuan, I'm quite curious if you're fancying someone… Perhaps I want to know what kind of ladies you are into. I think it's a privilege to know the future general, the successor of Jing Liu, what's their type, hehe." You said and laughed as you jumped box after box, playing around the area and stopped after you spotted something.

Jing Yuan was quick to follow you and sneaked behind you.

"I'm more curious what made you ask that question suddenly… Hmmm, let's see. I would probably love someone that's a carbon copy or someone who shares the same discipline and characteristics of Sifu." He held his chin with his hand and then wrapped them around your waist and pulled you closer and whispered something to your ear.

"You see, that's the enemy." Jing Yuan pointed out a mara struck soldier sitting in the middle, it appears to have an abnormal behavior compared to other cursed soldiers.

You and Jing Yuan disappeared in a second to ambush the cursed soldiers quickly to force their revival and attempt to use the vials Jing Yuan had created earlier.

Except everything that can go wrong, will go wrong.

You and Jing Yuan were completely unaware that the cursed soldiers' abilities had mutated, therefore they wouldn't act the same as the others.

Instead of being revived, the mara struck soldier has self-destructed in front of you and Jing Yuan and a flash of light has appeared between your eyes.

Little did you know that, that flash of light was just to blind you temporarily and is something that you should not worry about.

"Jing Yuan!" You shouted.

"Y/N, there's a chance that we may have been inflicted with the curse-" Jing Yuan didn't hesitate to drink one vial of the experimental cure that he made because he knew that it's better to be safe than sorry. At that moment, he was quite confident about his knowledge on herbs but he was wrong in one thing.

As a matter of fact, Jing Yuan did not create a cure at all. It was something different.

You were too slow to stop him from doing so and before you could dash towards him, he had swallowed the entire vial already.

"Don't worry about me Y/N, let's just… stay here for a moment." He said and sat on a nearby corner, you thought that he sounded like he was tired and assumed that it was probably because of the flash of light that appeared.

"Then I should also take this vial-" You said but Jing Yuan stopped you from doing so.

"No, if anything goes wrong with me because of the medicine. You would be the one to carry me back in the city and therefore a proper diagnosis can be made.

Jing Yuan's body temperature began to rise a little and he has sweat profusely. As a response, you took one of your clothing that covers your front and used it to wipe Jing Yuan's sweat which made him have a good view of the cleavage of your lovely soft breasts.

Jing Yuan has realized that he may have created an aphrodisiac instead of the cure earlier. He was too vulnerable to speak right now because of his blood rushing somewhere else in the bottom of his body because of the beautiful sight that he is currently blessed with right now.

"Is the vial not working?! D-damn, Maybe you need more. I'll get them for you Jing Yuan." You attempted to find the vials but his manly arms had captivated your entire body, preventing you from finding the vials.

Due to Jing Yuan's weakened state, you managed to break free and grabbed as many vials as you could gather. You thought that if he doesn't want to drink more of it, he might be still under the control of the curse.

So you opened 9 vials and poured them in your mouth and kissed Jing Yuan to force him to swallow the vial.

You wrapped your tongue around his as you were exploring every bit of his mouth when you felt his arms wrapped around your body with one hand traveling its way slowly to your head, pulling you closer to him.

The two of you shared a passionate kiss together with saliva mixed with the vials stringing out from both of your mouths.

Your cheek heated up after the kiss, somehow you still have no idea what the vial contains and felt aroused.

Jing Yuan gently cupped your left breast and you let out a gasp and moaned a little because of his actions. He squished it a little and tried to feel your hardened nipple.

You kissed him again and said in a very seductive tone.

"Let's do this somewhere private like your bedroom or your office~"

"Does my office sound good to you, hm? Darling?"

You nodded and kissed him again and he carried you in a bridal way back to the city.

—

"What happened to Y/N? Is she injured?" The physicians asked when Jing Yuan walked towards his office.

"She's not, just tired. I'll take good care of her." Jing Yuan said as he held you tightly and pulled you closer to him. You realized how huge of a man Jing Yuan is and you're about to be dominated by him.

He enters his office with you and locks the door as he places you in his bed. Jing Yuan started to remove his clothes leaving his pants, making him half naked. You blushed, admiring seeing his toned body and you knew that you are also the only person seeing Jing Yuan like this. You imagined your hands going on his six-pack abs while kissing him.

"Like what you see?" He joked about it.

"No, I love it." You smirked and replied.

He joins you in bed and kisses you.

"Should we continue where we left off?" He said in a seductive manner and you just turned yourself on top of him and pushed him down in bed to just kiss him.

His hands traveled on your thighs, grasping it and pulled your tight skirt up, exposing your soaking wet panties.

You got up from your kiss and were about to remove your clothes but Jing Yuan stopped you from doing so.

"Allow me to strip you naked, love~" He said in a very deep tone, it felt like he was begging you to make him see every inch of your skin.

He got up and trailed his hands from your breasts to your waist, down to your ass.

He kissed your cleavage hardly enough to leave a hickey in the middle and smelled your body. He kept on kissing your breasts as he began to unbutton your clothes.

Jing Yuan was a few moments away from seeing your lovely soft breasts, his tongue has been aching to lick and play with your hard nipples.

He looked at you for a moment before pulling away the cloth covering your precious pearls and he was stunned and astonished by how delicate your breasts are.

He kissed both of your nipples and played with it. You sat on his hardened crotch and began to grind against it.

Jing Yuan whimpered from your sudden movement.

"Hngh~ I want to be inside of you-!" He said in your ear.

You grabbed one of the vials again, the faintly sweet aphrodisiac that brought the two of you into this and poured it down your breasts to lure Jing Yuan.

He was shocked and immediately grabbed your boob and sucked and licked on every drop of the vial that has been boosting up his sex drive while you continued to grind your soaking pussy against his hard bulge.

Jing Yuan grabbed the tiny piece of clothing that's covering the last of the remains of your dignity and broke it leaving you completely naked against him.

He pulled his pants down and whispered "You ready love? This might hurt a little~" He smiled and kissed you.

You nodded because you haven't had a glimpse of how huge his penis is until you did.

"W-wait!" You said but you felt a sharp pain as his thick cock slowly made its way inside you.

"F-fuck, you're so tight love-" Jing Yuan, whimpered as he tried not to move a lot in order not to hurt you.

"The thought of S-sifu might actually knock on your door right and o-or even little Yangqing coming over, asking if you could p-play with him- The thought of us getting caught in a position like this makes me so h-horny!" You said and moved up and down to adjust yourself but it still hurts a little.

"You're so beautiful, love" Jing Yuan placed his head on your neck and began to kiss and bite it while he had one of his hands on your back and the other one was playing with your boob.

"Should I unlock the door?" Jing Yuan jokingly reached out on the door of his bedroom but you struggled to reach for his arm and attempted to stop him from doing so and you felt like his penis as thrusted inside-out of you within those seconds except it no longer hurts.

You wanted to confirm that something felt really good and you bounced once again and felt the tip of his penis hit your upper walls that helps stimulate your clit.

You rode his penis slowly and created small moans.

"I love to hear you create louder sounds like that, princess." Jing Yuan said and began to fuck you.

"Oh gosh~ Jing Yuan, you're so good~ You're hitting a spot, you're making me feel good-! Gosh! You're going to make me cum!" You said as he held on your thighs tightly and fucked you good, he admired your round breasts bouncing up and down.

He carried you with his cock inside and went outside his bedroom.

"Where are you taking me?" You asked but he said nothing. He began to wall you on his office door and pound you hard leaving these sounds across the walls of the room.

"Y-you're going to create suspicions with the workers!" You said.

"Exactly, moan my name loud or I'll stop fucking you" He ordered and you just began to moan his name out loud.

"Jing Yuan! You're so good! It's so hard, big, and strong~ Do it harder!" You moaned out loudly and he kept on pounding you harder, enough to make the walls shake.

On the other side of the wall, Yukong was the first to notice what on heaven's sake was happening in Jing Yuan's office. The other workers had taken notice of it but they just blushed and remained quiet because they have high respect for you and Jing Yuan and should never speak anything bad towards the two of you.

"Knowing Jing Yuan, I think he wants to show off his ownership against the people fancying Miss Y/N. I'm pretty sure you're well aware that Miss Y/N is a very beautiful lady and being under Jing Liu just makes her one of the most respected women in this place." Yukong stated to some of her workers.

"Kindly avoid passing through the hallways of Jing Yuan's office or get your salary deducted" She added and the workers nodded.

Some of the workers that had a crush on you were even jealous and were very curious to see your womanly face in bed.

But they can't do anything even courting you because as they speak, you are being marked as a part of Jing Yuan's territory that no man has the courage to step foot on.

—

"God darling! You're so good! Can I plant my seed for you?" Jing Yuan asked as he attempted to catch his breath because he's been pounding you non-stop and a knot is beginning to form in his lower abdomen.

"Yes! Give it all to me! Plant your seed for me!" You moaned out and kissed him.

"I'm going to give you my children Y/N! I want you to stop training under Sifu and be my wife. I'll swear to protect my wife until the end of time and carry my duties as a husband whilst being the general." He said and began whimpering.

"So the woman that you've been fancying for so long~ was me?" You said and he just kissed you hard with his tongue exploring every bit of your mouth.

"Y-yeah!" He continued to whimper while thrusting his cock inside and outside.

"Y-you almost slipped away from my fingers! The assistant of the physician was about to ask you out- I've been wanting you for so long but I never had the courage to do so!" Jing Yuan added as he hardly pushes his big and long cock, destroying you, stirring up your insides.

"I'm going to make you mine" Were the last words that he said before finishing inside of you.

Jing Yuan doesn't pull out as he wraps his arms around you and spoons you in bed in front of him. You could still feel his pulsating member throbbing inside of you while he brushes your hair and you curl up in front of his toned chest getting ahold of his manly smell.

"It's gonna be so embarrassing when I come out of your office later" You said and buried your face more onto him, cheeks heating up.

"Who said you'll come out here? You're not going to come out of here until my cock calms down. Let's just… take a rest for now." He said hugging you to sleep.

—

"Jing Yuan, you aren't slacking off with my task aren't you?" A familiar voice was heard behind the doors.

Jing Yuan's eyes immediately opened and he stood up naked, trying to find a robe he could cover himself with temporarily.

It's Jing Liu, he could never mistake her voice.

"Hey-" Jing Yuan opened the door a little but Jing Liu grabbed the handle and opened the door widely.

"You're… quite different." She said,

"I was really tired yesterday and the task you gave me took everything outside of myself" Jing Yuan firmly stated as his words hold double meanings.

"Go prepare yourself… I'll get Y/N in her room" Jing Liu took a deep breath and began walking away when Jing Yuan grabbed her arm.

"I… I'll get Y/N, err… we were having bets yesterday and had a little fun with the task you gave me." Jing Yuan lied which Jing Liu obviously knew and decided to play it off and have it his way.

"Whatever." She says.

—

"Y-Y/N! S-sifu's waiting for us-" Jing Yuan frantically tapped your cheeks in an attempt to wake you up. Your body was wrapped in his blankets due to the mess you made last night.

Your drowsy eyelids open a little and you see the majestic form of Jing Yuan on top of you.

"Jing Yuan, I'm too sore to even stand up- Gosh, you're so handsome" You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Y-Y/N, now's not the time for this-" Jing Yuan pulled away as the blanket began to unravel.

"You had it your way last night!" You said and pinned Jing Yuan in bed.

Jing Yuan looked away as you began to remove the blanket leaving you completely naked and used it to tie his hands at his back.

"Look at me, I only want you to look at me" You said as if you were a witch manipulating him, he immediately obliged and looked at your heavenly body.

As if a few moments ago he was panicking within the presence of Jing Liu, he was immediately focused on you.

You positioned yourself on his pulsating member and caressed his chest slowly with your soft fingers.

"Y-Y/N, l-let me touch you" Jing Yuan begged as his hands were struggling to be free.

"I guess you need to ask for it" You said as you slid your glistening folds up and down on his cock, enjoying the whimpers that Jing Yuan was creating.

"Y-Y/N, please let me be inside of you! Slide it gently and slowly-" Jing Yuan said followed by a loud moan when you inserted his member inside of you faster and roughly.

You gasped.

"That feels good~" You said in his ears before kissing his neck as you indulge in his hard member.

Jing Yuan takes this opportunity to attempt unraveling the knot that you made on him, making sure that you won't notice a bit.

You stared at the ceiling with your mouth open wide and tongue out near Jing Yuan's mouth, your breath has become short and it becomes faster as each thrust goes by.

He felt so special that you consented into offering yourself to him.

And at last, he finally untied himself.

Jing Yuan stared at you enjoying yourself on top of him, he loved how your hands were traveling and your fingers tracing his body.

"I'm about to cum-" You said as you bounced your hips a little faster until you felt your hands on your back.

"You're having the fun all by yourself" He smirked and grabbed your waist and fucked you rough and faster on that moment.

You uncontrollably moaned as you felt like your cum was induced and wanted to feel it again to make sure that you weren't rushed into doing it.

"Cream me" You whispered to his ear.

"I know." He replied back and hugged him tightly, nails burying at his back as he continues to fuck you rough in bed and make sure that you're filled of his cum until you're full and leaking.

—

"Where are your students?" Yukong asked Jing Liu.

"I supposed they're training somewhere together, they do not wish for me to be involved" Jing Liu sighs as she knew exactly what the two of you were doing.

—

A month after, Jing Yuan immediately asked for your hand in marriage which you happily agreed to. He couldn't wait any longer to make you his wife.

He wanted to make sure that everyone sees you as his wife and you get the treatment you deserve.

Then one day you don't know how to break the news to your husband that there's going to be a new family member that's currently residing in your womb <3

#SCREAMING INTO THE VOID #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr fic #hsr fanfic #jing yuan #jing yuan x reader smut #jing liu #yangqing #jingyuan x you #jing yuan x you #jing yuan x y/n #smut #hsr smut #send help #fanfiction #yukong #xianzhou luofu

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asarajaa · 1 year ago

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Hi Sarah! Love you hcs could you do some hcs about bonten rindou who's trying to get attention from the reader but the reader is busy?? Thank you love!!!

Hello sweetheart! Tysm!

Ofc! Here you have it 🤗 🤗 🤗

My boy rindou needs to be more drawn, like I only found one GOOD pic of him in Bonten for the banner 😩😭

Warnings: fem!reader, fluff Words: 963 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

Rindou wanting attention hcs

₊˚ෆ Okay so one thing that I know is that Rindou is an attention seeker (just like his brother), don't ask me how I just know 🤷🏽‍♀️

₊˚ෆ He's the little brother after all, what else did you expect?

₊˚ෆ Plus, Ran doesn't help, really. Like I believe that Ran's Rindou's number one fan. I hc that when Rindou had a theater or smh like that at school Ran would be in the first line recording, clapping, screaming and just being Ran tbh.

₊˚ෆ At the start of your relationship with him he wouldn't show it, he's a 29 year old mafia man who is independant (his brother doesn't count), but as it progresses…

₊˚ෆ Look, when it comes to you, realistically, or he couldn't care less or he would lose his mind. Like he's a mafia man, I don't know what you expected.

₊˚ෆ If is the last option, the only Bonten member apart from him you'll know is his brother, no one else. This man is like a doberman, he'll protect you even if that's the last thing he'll do.

₊˚ෆ Ofc, Ran would do the same. You make his brother happy? He would protect you no matter what, just like Rindou would do it with his girl. There would be 4 persons in your marriage with Rindou; the two of you ofc and then Ran and his wife.

₊˚ෆ Because of this closeness, you and Ran's wife inevitably became friends, reaching the point of being like sisters who grew up together.

₊˚ෆ The only way for you to be Rindou's wife is if you knew him before everything. Here, the woman of the process was you and the woman to whom Rindou showed his teachings was also you. The same happens with Ran.

₊˚ෆ You'll meet each other in your high schooler years and stay with together since then, as the same happens with Rans wife, you girls practically grew up together.

₊˚ෆ When your husbands work, you would be going to Pilates class together, having brunches very frequently, planning playdates for your children (if you have them) and so on.

₊˚ෆ Basically you girls are maintained, at their insistence more than anything (because there is no way your husbands will let their wives do a single bit of work).

₊˚ෆ In this family of 4, visit each other was a tradition. Every Saturday, you went to each other's houses to have dinner.

₊˚ෆ Of course, when you see your bestie you forget about everything else. She's your bestie after all, you've got to tell each other tea when the spoon, the sugar and the cup weren't around. And if there's someone to blame, it's their fault.

₊˚ෆ Rindou didn't notice, just happy to see you happily talking with your best friend. He knows he is out very often, so he's glad you have someone to talk to.

₊˚ෆ But when the hours went by, and you're just talking with his brother and his wife, Rindou started to pout.

"What? You're seeing things, go check yourself for schizophrenia baby." he'll say every time you bring up the topic.

₊˚ෆ Rindou's an attention seeker and a semidirect one, like he'll give you a very direct hint about his feelings. He's a man, he's not ashamed about his feelings (to the most of them) and he's a "were not going to bed before we resolve our problem" type of guy.

₊˚ෆ He demonstrated this after a while.

You and Rans wife were happily talking in the living room, Ran doing some comments here and there but mostly of all you and her.

"–and the house must be clean! And that's literally what he told Asteria" she finished, leaning back to her husband’s arm again.

"No way!" you gasped in shock.

"I know, right? After all the things Asteria has done for him." she said letting out a sigh "He has the nerve to ask for more when she has done the impossible for him and for their family."

"Men these days." you denied with disappointment, getting supported by an assent and a 'yeah' for her part "Oh! How did I forget it? We have a present for you guys for your new pregnancy!" you revealed enthusiastic.

"Really? You guys didn't have to." said Ran.

"Nonsense, we gotta show our good wishes for the new future member." replied Rindou "It's in the car, we'll go for it, wait here." Rindou said standing up first, extending a hand to help you standing up.

As you guys were going to the garage, you felt a hand on your waist, pulling you closely to Rindous body.

"You know, you seem to enjoy the company of your best friend who you see almost every day more than the company of your husband, the one who is out very often." he said, giving you a squeeze on your waist while he took out the car keys with the other one.

"Ow, you want my attention? Is that what's going on?" you said teasing him, losing the warmth of his hand as he went to get the gift.

"Yes. I would be grateful, thank you." Rindou said directly, coming back with the gift (a very pretty baby cart that costed thousands) in his hands.

You chuckle as you were going to his side, hugging one of his arms and starting to tell him that it would be great to have another baby (or your first) so that It could be your best friends partner and thanks to that you could become family and- No, Rindou, our marriage is not enough, if our kids get married it would be like another different level.

Rindou, looking at you while you were daydreaming about some childhood best friend trope, wouldn't avoid the thought of-

Anything to see that smile in your face, my love.

₊˚ෆ Two month went by, and guess who's pregnant?

I love Rindou sm 😭💗

I hc that he would be very direct like he wouldn't have any drop of shame in his body.

omg it's currently 0:28 and I didn't make my masterlist yet 😩

Update: omg I’m so dumb, I just noticed that the request said that the reader was BUSY like doing smth and not having time 4 him like I didn’t finished reading the request– omg I’m so stupid 💀✋🏽

I’m so sorry, please send me a request saying if do you want me to change it or anything. I’m so sorry but it’s currently 1:57 and my brain is not braining 😭😭😭

So sorry baby :(

28/04/24

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Helloooo

Could you do a thing of like how you found out skz was ticklish for the first time🤭

Only if you want to ofc, tyyy💖

but ofcccc~

what a cute idea! i. am. in. love!!

i hope i did this justice and again i apologize for these wait times <33

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How You Find Out They’re Ticklish!

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Bang Chan:

i feel like w chan you were curious

like his love language is 1000000% physical touch

he's touching his members all the time, and he's touching you all. the. time.

back hugs, forehead kisses, hand holding, playing with your hair

he's usually making physical contact with you whenever the two of you are together

because sometimes you don't get to be together so he's gotta savor what he can get

on to my point

he pokes you a lot and he's kind of a lowkey tickle monster

and one day! you're fed up!

like why should he be tickling you all the time hm?

time to try it out for yourself

when he's in one of his goofy/fun moods and he's poking at you, you decide to poke him back

he freezes, not expecting this turn of events

that's all the info you need fr

while he's buffering, you get in all the tickles you can

this becomes a frequent occurence, and you pretty much tickle him whenever you can

it's not your fault though!

channie's giggles are heaven, and you're so glad you can hear them whenever you want <3

Lee Know:

this one happened as a total accident

i think minho wouldn't be too big on affection until y'all were a little more comfortable with each other, and then that's when he'd want to be more touchy

his affection is quiet, like a soft hug or kiss on your forehead

it's way sweeter than he realizes, honestly, and it makes you wanna give him affection back

picture this

cuddling on the couch, you nestled into his side while his hand strokes your hair

it's quiet and you're just enjoying each other's company

you begin to absentmindedly rub his tummy, lost in the nice feeling of his hand in your hair

almost immediately, you feel him tense up and pull away from you gently

you're about to apologize until you see that his ears are red and he's biting his lips

"are you ticklish here?" you whisper, hand ghosting over the same spot.

"no, you're insan- AHH!" and he's lost in a fit of giggles

the lying does not work out for him this time but he just lets it happen because he's tired

you won't get this lucky again, so use your time wisely!

Changbin:

with changbin, it was inevitable

you are obsessed with him, of course you wanna feel him up ;)

when you discover his weakness, the two of you are at the gym together

you both had just finished up and were helping each other stretch out to avoid soreness

he is so gentle with you, stretching your muscles just enough to feel good but not enough to hurt

in turn, you help work out the tension in his shoulders

he gets really giddy when you do this actually, it's adorable

post work out mirror pics are a MUST

you best trust that binnie will work those angles for you!

he's flexing in the mirror when your eyes are drawn to his pecs

he just looks so good and you decide you need to touch him

back hug? nope.

biddie attack!

your hands snake around him from behind and squeeze his pecs

changbin screams and clamps his arms down to try and fight your hands off while letting out his signature giggles

he even ends up on the floor while trying to get away from you lmao

waste no time in getting your tickles in!

you're just giving him just one more small core workout! thats all!

Hyunjin:

it really did not take that long for you to discover hyun is ticklish

like c'mon, he is so dramatic

(yelps like a dog before you even touch him sometimes smh)

it definitely happened on one of your first dates

it's a cute memory just because it was so awkward

there was a small art pop up he wanted to go see and he asked you to go with him

ofc you said yes <3

you showed up looking cute, and that made hyunjin kind of shy and hyper aware of himself

so he was jumpy

the

entire

time.

you almost didn't think about it when he jumped and let out a small squeak from your hand grazing his side lightly

almost.

deciding to test your theory, you wrapped and arm around his waist in what seemed to be an innocent side hug, but was really something much more sinister

that much was obvious when you dug your fingers into his flesh and he let out a loud squawk, confirming that he was in fact incredibly ticklish

you giggled and apologized, hugging him close right after

hyunjin almost wondered if you didn't mean to- was his secret safe still?

the answer to that was a resounding "no!" when he dropped you off at home and you gave him some goodbye tickles 😜

Han:

okay but han also has the tendency to be dramatic

like why are you screaming? calm down??

he's just goofy and when you first found out he was ticklish, it actually wasn't even the first time you had accidentally tickled him

picture this:

ultimate mario kart smack down with the rest of his members and you're playing dirty

like you weren't even trying to win, you were just trying to beat han in the most defeating way possible

it didn't matter if you came in second to last, as long as he was last

han was pretty good at mario kart too, so that made things significantly harder

at first, you just tried to sabotage him every chance you got

unfortunately that only worked for so long before he was climbing the ranks once again

next you tried to distract him by leaning your body into his, getting in his line of sight, and just all in all being super annoying

han was locked in, your plan did nothing

finally, you pulled out the big guns and tasered his side

han screamed, dropping his controller and grasping his side like you hurt him

immediately you felt bad and started apologizing, but minho waved you off

"don't worry, he's fine. just ticklish."

oh?

safe to say you used that to your advantage and han did, in fact, come in last <3

Felix:

felix is your sweetie

i just love him so much

he likes to bake for you as a surprise, just whenever he feels like you deserve it

which is a lot of the time bc he loves you so much

one afternoon after you had finished a giant assignment for your midterms, he came over to celebrate

by "celebrate", i mean y'all just took a nap together

but really that sounds like heaven so i digress

when you woke up, you were alone and suddenly sad, so you went to find him

ofc, felix was in the kitchen making you some celebratory cookies!!

your heart melted

he beamed at you when you entered the kitchen, cooing at you and calling you cute

you flushed and he wrapped you up in a tight embrace, swaying you back and forth

i'm literally gonna die i love him so much

as you hugged him back, your fingers inadvertently dug into his sides and suddenly he was giggling and squirming in your hold

you laughed at his reaction, nuzzling into his chest as you kept up your tickling

to his credit, felix never pushed you away or told you to stop, he just stood there and took it like a man (a very ticklish man)

he's the besttttt

Seungmin:

i feel like he provoked you

i'm sorry, but seungmin really is just naughty sometimes

like "bad dog!" yk?

he was being lowkey mean all day and you were actually fed up

the last straw was when he refused your affection for the millionth time in one night, and it actually made you so mad you were close to tears

you stormed off to your bedroom, telling him to leave you alone for a while

(idk why i like these sorts of situations with seungmin but i do)

he felt guilty and followed after you soon after, finding you stewing in your anger on the bed

wordlessly, he sat beside you

imagine a guilty puppy staring at you, begging for forgiveness

you huffed at him and turned away, but that didn't stop him

seungmin crawled onto the bed and tackled you with a hug, murmuring that he was sorry in your ear

you groaned loudly, pushing at him as he laid on top of you, calling him annoying and insisting that you were mad at him

ofc, he did not let you go! time to pull out the big guns

you reached down and grasped his hips, squeezing at them quickly

seungmin cried out, peals of laughter leaving him at this unexpected attack

he tried to roll off of you to get away, but you just followed him to get him back for being so mean :)

I.N:

because innie doesn't like touching, i think it took awhile before he allowed you to touch him enough times to find out he's ticklish

but when you do, he can't keep his secret any longer lol

he had come to your apartment for a impromptu date night after practice

it was super casual, like a sweatpants, snacks, and a movie kinda night

but you could tell something was bugging him

jeongin kept shifting and sitting in different positions and he seemed to be in pain

you asked what was wrong and insisted he tell you, which he finally did and explained that his feet were hurting from dancing

shyly, you offered to rub them for him and told him that something similar used to happen to your mom after work

he was just as shy as you about the offer, but eventually set his feet in your lap

you got to work, rubbing out all the tension you felt in his feet, and by the end of it, he was feeling better

he gave you a big smile and thanked you genuinely

he's so cute- anywayyy

before he could move his feet, your hand accidentally brushed one of his soles as you reached down to pull your blanket closer

jeongin nearly kneed you in the jaw with how hard he jerked, a scream jumping from his throat

luckily, you were fast and held his leg down when he freaked out, smiling at him mischievously as you teasingly ran your nails down his soles again

he nearly saw god from how bad that tickled

yeahhhh if his feet started hurting again, it definitely wasn't from dancing hahaaaa

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