#it's embarrassing the chokehold he has me in lmao

[rottiens]

YOUR THEMEEEEEEE I’M GONNA CRY 😭🥺💕💕💕💕💕

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[queenpiranhadon]

A/N: The chokehold this man has on me…sorry ik I haven’t been writing in a hot minute so bear with me 😭😭 I’ll resume writing some Katsuki fics too but I’m in a slump so send me requests I beg 🙏🙏Here's the masterlist!

Warning(s): f!reader, no curses au, Satoru and Suguru are basketball players, reader has a really crappy boyfriend, Satoru kinda kisses you without consent on a big screen but it’s okay because it’s cute lmao, this is seriously Wattpad Y/N coded but shush lemme fantasize, cursing, Satoru calls you pretty girl, ooc Satoru?, I know next to nothing about basketball

Pairing(s): Gojo Satoru x Reader

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Can’t stop thinking about those kiss cam fails that expose a shitty boyfriend and it got me thinking..

Now, I have no idea if they do kiss cams at basketball games, but for the plot, let’s say they do.

It’s halftime- the players are resting before they continue on in the third quarter and thus for the span of the next fifteen minutes, the gigantic screen was showing funny prompts comparing audience members to popular characters and media personalities- going so far as to show Iori Utahime, manager of the Kyoko team as Kanae Kocho from the popular show Demon Slayer.

You thought it was amusing- the halftime entertainment on the jumbotron was most likely your favorite part about the game- considering you had come here with your boyfriend for a date. 

It wasn’t that you didn’t understand the game itself, basketball had very simple rules that you could follow and you found yourself very invested in the game…but so was your boyfriend. 

A little too invested, to be honest. He was always aggressive when it came to sports, you remember watching the World Cup at his house with some friends and he ended up physically breaking the TV once the team he was rooting for lost. You knew his anger issues were well…an issue, but you looked past it- he treated you decently and you weren’t entirely unhappy, so everything was fine.

Recently however, the both of you started to drift apart, and in fear of losing the man you had been dating since high school, you finally bought him tickets to the Tokyo vs Kyoto game. 

And well that was your first mistake. You were developing a migraine by the end of the first quarter, your boyfriend’s incessant screaming making you sink into your seat in embarrassment.

By now, the Jumbotron had moved into a different prospect- a kiss cam.

You felt your heart warm as an elderly couple kissed sweetly on camera- a testament to their long lasting love, only for the feeling to end once one of the cameras trained their focus on you and your boyfriend.

You couldn’t help the goofy grin that stretched across your face as you nudged your boyfriend, but the man in question was too engrossed in his phone call to notice his own face on the giant screen for all to see. Your smile died down a little as he waved you off for the third time now, and the camera decided to not embarrass you further by choosing a new target- hilariously a pair of siblings who understandably looked repulsed at the thought of complying.

To your dismay, not all of the cameramen that weaved their way through the masses took the hint, and another one circulating the stands puts you and your boyfriend on the screen again.

You managed a weak smile for the camera trained on you as you nudged him again, only for the asshole to wave you off yet again with a pissed off look on his face.

The audience pitied you, seeing your boyfriend disregard you completely - however, they weren’t the only ones who noticed.

“That bastard is a shitty asshole, eh Satoru?”

“Asshole is sugarcoating.” the snowy haired male mutters, wiping his forehead with the damp towel Shoko gave him. “ Tch. Look at how he’s treating her. Pretty little thing doesn’t deserve this.”

Suguru blinks. “Damn dude didn’t think you’d get so worked up about it.”

Satoru watches as you helplessly try to get your boyfriend to at least look up to no avail, annoyance bubbling inside him along with second hand frustration as he can physically see your heart break through your eyes.

Why was the cameraman still recording?!

Satoru always has good eyes- maybe that’s why you stood out to him so much, even before the kiss cam flashed your pretty face across the entire court. Your boyfriend was wearing a Kyoto jersey, and yet… your eyes were on him, intently watching the game with such a fervor that one would think you were playing the game yourself. All of his fans were obsessive, he knew that- most of the stadium comprised of his fans alone- thought that was probably because of his looks. However, you seemed to be interested in him for his skills,  instead of his looks, years of hard work and patience finally being recognized.

It was…refreshing.

And yet seeing that heartbroken expression on your face was like a dry desert wind, scratchy and arid, sweeping away the energizing feeling that came from you.

It wasn’t like him to get so worked up about a fan of all things…and yet, he couldn’t yet it. There was just something so captivating about you.

Before he realized what he was doing,  he got up and started walking towards you rapidly, ignoring the yells from Suguru, Shoko, and Coach Masamichii.

His long legs allowed him to make his way to your row quickly, and thankfully you were on the end, easier for him to reach.

You looked at him in shock, eyes wide and lips parted in surprise, just before he swoops in and presses his lips against yours.

“Wha- what are y- mmph!”

Your boyfriend stares at the both of you, aghast, his face turning bright red in anger but Satoru doesn’t care.

Neither does the audience, the stadium erupting and whoops and cheers and you’re saved by none other than the star player of the Toyko team, Satoru Gojo - both of your faces loud and clear on the Jumbotron.

Your brain isn’t able to process anything, starstruck and grateful and flustered and pissed at your boyfriend and…happy.

Satoru kissed you lovingly- which you thought was impossible considering the two of you had just met, but it was happening.

He tasted like candy, you think, kissing him back timidly - because this was wrong, you knew that, but why did it feel so right? His large palm snakes around to the back of your neck, slowly running his long fingers through your hair, before parting, your faces only millimeters away from each other.

You’re both left breathless, but not for long because Satoru regained his composure, squeezing your shoulder before swiftly grabbing the bucket on popcorn your boyfriend (soon to be ex) and dumping it on his head.

The audience roars in approval and you wanted to snort at the star basketball player’s childishness, before you remembered that the white haired man in front of you was a star basketball player.

You just kissed a star basketball player. On a Jumbotron.

Satoru turns back to you with a cheeky grin and you gape at him, awestruck.

He coos at your expression and takes your hand in his. “How about you join me up front, hm pretty girl? I’m sure you’ll have a way better view from down there.” He winks and you feel all the blood rush to your face.

“I uh…o-okay…” you manage to squeak out, letting Satoru lead you down to the benches where the rest of his team was.

Did…did that just happen?

[ozzgin]

I can't get your yakuza headcanons out of my mind, Daitou's got me in a chokehold and I'm not complaining, like--

in regards to that doodle you made to show height difference between reader and the boys [I love your art btw (●♡∀♡)] - I can't picture myself in reader's style, I'm currently going through my goth phase in my 20s lmao; picture a big bitch with tattoos and messy hair who's listening to nothing but 2000s hits and screamo bands - so I'd like to request a headcanon of how Daitou would react to a gender-neutral reader like this :D I also like to incorporate the idea of them once being in a famous band that he's a fan of! (sorry if this seems like a lot, I have a huge imagination hehe)

but if he's more into the cute and helpless type, I'll just walk my ass out the door and yeehaw my way into another yandere's arms ✌😔

That's on me for not drawing the reader inserts as cartoonish cinder blocks :') In truth I'm a little bit embarrassed seeing how many likes that doodle has gotten, it was something I put together in a hurry and the clothing was meant to be baggy, shapeless, with not too many folds for the sake of simplicity. I myself am more of a pilgrim goth, just to emphasize the randomness of the choice.

Drawing reader inserts always leaves me a little anxious. If I use a light shade of gray, will people think I'm excluding poc? Will plus sized readers feel like they've been disregarded? What about masculine readers? As someone who's demiromantic I always struggle taking appearance or gender into consideration, because to me it has no influence whatsoever. Which is hard to express when you want to offer blank slate visuals as an extra to the story.

What I'm trying to say is that all of my characters would like you for who you are. Sure, they find your looks cute, but it's not the defining reason. Maybe you have similar traits to them, maybe you're the complete opposite and they find it intriguing. You could be a buff man and Daitou would be just as grateful to have someone who isn't afraid of him. I usually stick to a female reader for bigger stories to avoid messing it up long term, but in the grand scheme of things it makes no difference. I always imagine reader to be a shapeless blob that provides the dialogue I need for the story mood. There's no concrete preference or type for any of my OCs. I mean, ideally you'd like them back and not hang them upside down above a BBQ pit but I feel these are sensible requirements (?).

And now for the actual headcanons since my ramble is over.

First encounter is comically awkward but for reasons you’re unaware of yet. You’re obviously used to people staring at you (more so in a country like Japan), so you were expecting the curious glance every now and then. On the other hand, being under scrutiny, from a man even more unusual looking than you at that, is odd. Mildly uncomfortable. You’re shifting yourself from one leg to another, hoping to be done with the introductions soon.

On his end, Daitou is anxiously fidgeting and trying his best to focus. He’s seen this face before and he can’t shake off the familiar feeling. Where the hell…He obviously can’t downright gawk at you, and he isn’t sure how to politely formulate a question. After several sheepish peeks, it finally dawns on him: weren’t you part of that band he really likes? No, what would the chances be? Then again, how many people out there would look exactly like you? Is it rude to ask? He has no idea. He resumes his mumbled description of the apartment and hands you the papers to be signed.

Back at his place, he finally digs through his merch and sprawls out the available clues. “I didn’t know you were into this kind of music”, Kazuya comments as he looks over the man’s shoulder. He’d come over to ask about the new tenant. “I’m pretty sure it’s them.” He concludes, confidently placing his index over a CD cover. “Huh? Who? The tenant?” Kazuya holds back his chuckle. “Why would a celebrity show up for a shady apartment offer? You’re tripping, man.”

“I’m sorry, this is getting ridiculous.” You finally exclaim, annoyed by the persistent stares of the now two men facing you. You’re standing in front of the apartment building, arms crossed, huffing at the tall scarred man and his blonde friend. “No, I’m sure of it. Even the tattoo is the same.” Daitou turns to whisper to Kazuya, oblivious to your complaints. In turn, Kazuya lightly elbows him, mouthing something about being rude. “Just ask them, man.” He adds, this time louder. “Ask me what??” You groan. “W-were you…um…in this band by any chance?” Daitou manages to blurt out, searching his pocket for the CD case and ceremoniously laying it under your eyes.

Ah. It finally clicks and you exhale, relieved. You confirm their suspicions and show them some backstage photos to solidify your claim. You ask Daitou if he wants an autograph or something, then swiftly scribble your signature on a piece of paper and hand it out to him. He holds it with a wide, childish grin. “You’re a weird one, you know? You could’ve just asked. I guess I didn’t expect to find a fan in the wild, especially here.” Daitou carefully folds the souvenir, eyes lidded with nostalgia. “Oh yes, it’s great. Drowns out the screams.”

[kilistina]

hiii just wanted to say i love ur posts so much. ur so good at writing pls never stop😫 i just finished reading punk 57 and the whole “tell me something true” line has me in a CHOKEHOLD. pls pls pls write about assholery being cold and distant with y/n out of nowhere even though they’re friends. can the reader be fem and have bunny as a nickname too? it’s been on my miiind and i just know you’ll write it to perfection <33

i fucking ADORE this suggestion sm. whoever you are, message me pls bc i wanna rack your brain for more lmao

lmk if you wanna be tagged in part 2 when—if—it comes out <3 i hope y’all enjoy this part though bc it’s truly one of my favourites so far.

i recommend listening to these two songs while reading: wet dream - wetleg, desire - meg myers

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dirty dancing. pt1

word count: 4.4k-ish

disc. nsfw content ahead. mdni. brief coke mention—in passing, includes fem! reader n harry styles, bold ass language, kinda slow burn but not really, some sexy dancing ig n aaaangst. enjoy my whores <3

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Things have been weird with Harry for a while now. You’re not exactly sure how or why the rift even started, but it did. And it’s only been getting worse.

You’ve been friends for what—two years now? Never too close, but close enough to be able to communicate about any issues you’ve had with each other. You and Harry don’t really argue, he’s not the confrontational type. Not with you, anyway. And not when he’s sober.

You aren’t the biggest fan of confrontation either. When things get too heated or overwhelming, you cry. It embarrasses you—being unable to handle your emotions. You know that you’re only human, and you’d never judge someone else for crying in the middle of an argument, but because it’s you, because you know yourself so well, you judge yourself over it. Weird pattern, but hey, it’s real.

Right now, you’re out at a bar with your friends—the same group you’ve been hanging around since high school. Mitch and Sarah have been highschool sweethearts for as long as you can remember, they’re like the parents of the group. The cool parents. The parents everyone secretly wishes they could have. Niall and Lewis are attached at the hip, too—platonically. Been best friends since the day they met.

You’re the closest with Niall since you’ve been living with him through college, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You have other girlfriends but they’re not as close to you as Niall and Sarah are. Sarah’s like a diamond you’ve always loved. They all are. They’ve always been by your side when you needed them—Harry included. You got lucky, sure. Not everybody has the luxury of picking the good ones before college and life gets in the way.

The bar is slowly coming to life. People who came for a meal are leaving, and people in the mood for a night of drinking and dancing are all piling in. You’re excited. It’s been way too long since you’ve let loose. You’ve been too stumped with work and college lately, you’ve barely had any time to breathe without someone breathing right there with you. And of course, you enjoy the company of others. But when you have to be sober for it all? Eh.

Harry’s similar to you in that sense. He loves socialising. Absolutely adores it. He’s an extrovert. But after weeks of constant company, he gets burnt out. The only thing that helps toughen the blow is alcohol. Or coke, but he’s stopped that for a while now.

You prop your elbows up on the edge of the bar and lean against it, looking around for the bartender. He has his back to you, mixing someone else’s drink. You clear your throat and he turns his head to the side, catching sight of you and nodding his head to let you know he’ll be a moment. You nod back and wait, turning to face your friends.

“Anyone wanna shot with me?” You arch a brow at your five friends, and they all smirk and nod their heads. Harry included. “We all good for a vodka?”

Everyone nods a second time in response, and you turn back to face the bartender.

“What can I do for you, gorgeous?” He shoots you a warm smile.

“Five shots of vodka, please.” You smile back at him and he nods.

“Straight?”

“No, gay,” You murmur a witty reply and he laughs, beginning to fill five shot glasses for you. You swear you can hear Harry coughing back a laugh from behind you too, but you don’t pay him any attention.

You double tap your phone’s off switch, activating the apple pay, and you hold it up to pay for your drinks.

“No need, beautiful,” The bartender holds his hand up, “This round’s on me.”

You shrug, exhaling dramatically, “I won’t try and convince you to let me pay.”

“I wouldn’t let you try.” The attractive bartender plays along, smirking at you.

You mouth a quick thank you to him and he gives you one final wink before turning his attention to the small group of girls next to you, catering to them now. You grab the shot glasses off the counter and hand them out to everyone, and you all hold them up and clink them together before downing them in seconds.

“Fuck,” Sarah sticks her tongue out as if that’s going to help the taste in her mouth, “Never gets easier does it?”

“Doesn’t need to,” Niall grins proudly, setting his shot glass down on the counter, “You’re just weak.”

“Yeah we fuckin’ get it, you’re an Irish heavyweight. We should all bow down at your feet, you’re a king and we’re peasants who can’t handle a measly shot.” Lewis rolls his eyes and pretends to worship him.

Niall frowns in confusion, “Who you calling a heavyweight?”

Harry snorts at the two men bickering. They’re like two peas in a pod, and typically, people who are so close tend to argue every now and then.

The group has that dynamic. Sarah and Mitch, Niall and Lewis, you and Harry? You’re not sure if you and Harry count. You’re not as close as the others. You wouldn’t call him a best friend. A friend, yes. A good friend? That’s pushing it, but still, yes. A best friend? No.

It’s not that you wouldn’t like to be closer. You’ve just never really been given the chance. Harry’s always kept a safe distance from you. You’ve hardly ever spent time alone, always speaking and engaging with each other the most when others are around to witness it. Sure, a part of you wishes that Harry would pay you more attention, but the other part of you doesn’t think he deserves it. If he wanted to, he would, right?

“And aren’t you Irish too?” Niall questions Lewis, continuing on with their unserious bickering.

“Yeah like a third,” Lewis shrugs, “From my dad’s side, but you already knew th—stop deflecting. Y/N, tell him to stop deflecting from how much of a cock he is.” He points towards you and tries to get you involved.

You giggle and shrug your shoulders, “You are a bit of a cock sometimes, Ni.”

“Both of you can suck me, honestly. I’m fuckin’ great.” Niall flicks his hair dramatically and you and Lewis snicker.

“I’m with Niall,” Harry lightly nudges Niall’s chest with his elbow, joining in on the joke, “Both of you can suck him.”

“You fucking weirdos,” Mitch shakes his head at the lot of you, not surprised in the slightest by your antics, “Miss Jones and I are gonna go dance, you lot can either keep bickering or come join us. Choice is yours.”

With that, they both head for the dance floor together, holding their hands in the air and laughing.

“I’m joining those twats,” Lewis gestures to them, looking at the rest of you, “You three game?”

Niall nods, “Course. Harry, Y/N?”

“I’ll be there in a bit,” You nod towards the bar, “I feel like some more drinks.”

Everyone’s attention shifts to Harry. He clears his throat as he thinks for a moment, “Yeah, me too. Be there in a bit.”

Lewis and Niall both nod at Harry and beeline for the dance floor, already beginning to bicker again on the way. You giggle at the sight of them and shake your head, turning to face the bar again. Harry joins you, standing by your side. Neither of you look at each other, you keep your eyes in front of you at the neat array of liquor set along the counter.

“Nice night, don’t you think?” You break the awkward silence threatening to form between the two of you.

You catch sight of Harry nodding his head, “Always a nice night with this lot.”

Dry as fuck. You might not be close with Harry, but you aren’t stupid. You know the way he speaks to people, you’ve seen it. Harry could have an hour long conversation with a tree. But with you, it seems like a fucking chore.

You want to scoff. You want to scoff at how fucking childish Harry’s acting with you. Why can’t he look at you or have a normal conversation with you?

You sigh, not wanting to overreact over such a minor reply and ruin the night for yourself. Although Harry seems to be doing a decent job of that himself.

“Can’t argue with that.” You murmur.

“Mhm.” Harry murmurs and you wait a beat for him to say something else, anything else.

He doesn’t.

That’s it.

“I feel like I don’t know you.” Your words spill out before you can stop them.

Harry’s taken by surprise. He turns to face you. Now he’s looking, at least. “Sorry?”

“I feel like I don’t know you.” You sigh, repeating yourself.

“What is there to know?” He furrows his eyebrows at you, gesturing to the bartender that he wants a glass of something.

“You tell me, Harry Styles.”

He sighs, running a hand through his curly hair, “Y/N, what are you trying to get at here?”

You shrug, “I dunno, I feel like I click with everyone else. I’ve got a connection with everyone, H. Everyone but you.” Your words come out harsher than you intended. You’d feel a little guilty if they weren’t true. But they are.

“That was unnecessary.” Harry murmurs so quietly that you almost don’t hear him.

“You asked me a question and I answered it.” You stand your ground, sick of Harry’s half-assed efforts to conversing with you. You’re a catch, your friendship is amazing, and you’re great to talk to. What the hell is Harry’s problem?

He laughs, scoffing at you in disbelief, “Fuck, you’re such a bitch sometimes.”

You almost choke on your own saliva, “Excuse me?”

“You fuckin’ heard me, Y/N. I called you a bitch. Because that’s what you are half the time when shit doesn’t go your way.” Harry doesn’t know where this is all coming from, but it’s coming.

He doesn’t mean it, obviously. He’d never mean that. He doesn’t think you’re a bitch. Again, never. But he’s angry. He’s angry and you’re angry and you’re both speaking without thinking it through properly and you’re both making an absolute mess of the situation and each other—

“What the fuck?” You stare at Harry in shock, your eyes wide with disgust.

He’s confused by your offended reaction, “What, are you surprised or something? Come on, Bunny. You know better than that.”

“You don’t have to be such an ass,” You scold him, “We used to get along. We used to be closer. We’ve never been as close as the others but at least we used to speak. At least I was able to walk into a room knowing you were there and look forward to it.”

His face relaxes at your words. He knows you mean well. You’ve both been hotheaded for a moment but now you seem to be calming down. You’re bringing your point across well and he can’t fault you for it.

“But what now? What fuckin’ now, H? You never speak to me when we’re alone, and then when you finally do, it’s this. It’s an attack on my character. Does this shit get you off or something?”

Never mind.

Harry scoffs at your sudden change in tone, feeling agitated again, “Fuck you.”

You slam your hand on the counter, “Fuck you, Harry!”

He glares at you as you continue scolding him, “What the hell are we even doing here? Go spend time with your actual friends.”

“Hey, wait a second. What?” He leans his head to the side in confusion, not knowing what you mean, “We’ve known each other for years, Bunny.”

“I don’t know a single thing about you.” You point out, making him roll his eyes. “Don’t roll your—“

“Where’s my favourite place to eat?” Harry cuts you off with a question. A question that you know the answer to.


“That’s not—”

“Where do I go when I’m upset?” Again, another question you can answer.

“Harry—”

“How did I get the scar on my chin?” That’s a special question. You gave it to him the day you met.

You sigh, knowing where he’s going with this. He’s not understanding what you’re trying to tell him and it infuriates you.

You tap the tips of your fingers on the countertop, feeling anxious, “That’s not what I—”

“You do know me, Y/N. we don’t need to speak every two seconds or braid each other’s hair to know each other well.”

Your eyes begin to prick with tears. That isn’t what you meant and he knows that.

“That’s not what I meant.” You lower your voice as it threatens to crack.

“Then what did you mean, Bunny?” He crosses his arms and stares at you, waiting on an explanation.

You groan, throwing your head in your hands.

The truth is, you can explain. You can explain everything you’re feeling well. But is that going to get you anywhere right now? Maybe. Maybe not. You have a better idea.

“Do you consider me a friend?”

Harry’s face drops. You can tell that he’s upset and borderline offended that you’re even asking that question.

Of course you’re friends. You’ve been friends for years. He adores you. Why can’t you see that he adores you?

“Bunny..” He takes a step towards you, and you take one back.

“Do you?” You insist on getting a solid answer.

“Of course I consider you a fr—”

“Don’t lie.” You cross your arms over your chest.

“I’m not—”

“Tell me something real, Harry. Please. God, please just tell me something that isn’t base level for once,” You beg, “Tell me something true.”

He raises his eyebrows slightly. He’s taken back. He wasn’t expecting that from you at all.

He stays silent.

“You can’t, can you?” You scoff at him, not knowing why you expected anything to come from this conversation. You should’ve known better than to be hopeful about how things were going to go with Harry..because it’s Harry, “I don’t know why I thought you’d—“

“I still smoke cigarettes.” Harry cuts you off, blurting out an admission. He tenses his jaw in realisation—he’s just as shocked as you are.

Oh.

Your eyes widen at his confesion. Harry’s been gloating to everyone about how he so easily quit smoking three months ago. You’re all so proud of him, considering how difficult it is to quit something cold turkey the way he did. The rest of you haven’t been able to shake the bad habit. Apparently, neither has he.

“You do?” You question.

He nods, “Less. But I do.”

“Why?”

He almost smiles at your question, “Why do I smoke?”

“Why did you lie about it?”

He sighs, looking down as he answers you, “Everyone’s got something, right? Sarah and Mitch have their relationship, Niall has his singing, Lewis has his stand-up every Friday, you have your double degree. I just wanted something that everyone could be proud of. Felt like something small like that would’ve been manageable to keep hidden from everyone.”

You frown, “Harry..”

“No,” He shakes his head, refusing to let you feel sorry for him, “No. Seriously, no. We’re not about to do pity. That’s not what we do with each other.”

“Okay,” You clear your throat and agree to let it go, grabbing a now filled shot glass and handing it over to him, “Drink?”

He smirks at you, silently thanking you as he reaches forward and takes the shot glass from you.

“Sorry for calling you a bitch.” He murmurs, offering you a small, sincere smile.

You give him one back, “Sorry for being one.”

His small smile turns into a grin.

“To the truth.” You hold your glass up to cheers his with.

“To the fuckin’ truth.”

You both down your shots and tap them down on the counter to gesture for the bartender to refill them. He complies and neither of you waste a second to down the next ones. Over and over, shot after shot, you continue to drink until you’re buzzed.

You’re both good at handling your liquor, and you know how much you can take. By the time you’re done with your shots, you’re over the moon. Buzzed and aware. Aware of what you feel, aware of where you are, aware of who you’re with. Aware.

Harry leans down, his face dangerously close to yours. He’s never been this close, you don’t think. You’ve never seen his face so clearly, you’ve never seen his chest tattoos so well, his necklace dangling, his—

“Should we go dance with the others now, you think?” He speaks into your ear and you feel your stomach beginning to erupt with nerves.

“Yeah,” You inhale sharply, nodding, “Sure.”

Harry grabs your hand and leads you through the crowd, keeping a hold of you even when you reach where your friends are. The contact is strange but you welcome it, liking the new barrier that’s being broken between the two of you.

Over the years, you’ve noticed how touchy he can get when he’s under the influence, so you have an idea of what you’re getting into. You like being on the receiving end for once. You could get used to this side of Harry. You like being his friend. His real friend.

Once you get to where the others are, you quickly gauge what they’re all doing. Mitch and Sarah are in their own little world as usual, dancing together as if it’s their wedding night. Niall’s dancing with a random girl he’s probably going home with later tonight and Lewis is making a fool of himself in the middle of them. Ah, friendship. You love to see it.

“Nice song, yeah?” Harry leans over to your ear, speaking over the music. The song playing is one of your all time favourites—Wet Dream by WetLeg.

Anyone who knows you, knows the way you feel about this song. It’s become tradition to play it everytime you carpool. A fine tradition, you think.

“Oh, the best.” You start bopping your head to the beat of the song, singing along with the lyrics you know and love.

“I was in your wet dream driving in my caaar, saw you at the side of the road, there’s no one else around you’re touching yourself, touching yourself—“ You start yelling out the words along with everyone else on the dance floor, shaking your head side to side and dramatising every word. Harry watches you and smirks, letting you have your moment.

“You said—“

You’re about to keep singing the next part when he beats you to it, “Baby do you want to come home with me? I got Buffalo ‘66 on dvd!”

You let out a surprised laugh at the fact that Harry even knows the words to the song, loving that you’re seeing this side to him. You’d never expect to have something as simple as loving a song like this in common, but here you are.

Beam me up—beam me up!

Count me in—count me in!

Three, two, one—three, two, one!

Let's begin!

The song continues and you realise that you’ve both been staring at each other for a good ten seconds in silence, just taking in the sight of each other. Harry really is beautiful. The way his hair hangs perfectly below his shoulders. The way his dimples show at the smallest hint of a smile. The way his eyes burn into yours. You never want to see anything else. Just him. Just Harry.

“I was in your wet dream, driving in my caaaar!” Harry’s voice breaks you out of your daydream, and you laugh as he grabs your hands, dancing with you to the beat of the song.

“What makes you think you're good enough to think about me when you're touching yourself?” You continue the song and he pretends to be shocked, acting out the song with you.

“You climb onto the bonnet and you’re licking the windscreen! I’ve never seen anything so obscene!” You both sing the next part together, leaning in close to each other’s faces and practically screaming with the biggest smiles on your faces, “It’s enough! To make a girl blush! It’s enough! It’s enough to make a girl blush!”

The rest of the song plays and you both continue to scream out every word, making the most of the moment you’re having and hoping it never ends. Neither of you are sure what’s going on but neither of you are complaining. You’re both witnessing a new side to each other and you’re enjoying it. Perhaps you were made to be best friends like the others. Maybe it was meant to happen like this.

The song eventually comes to an end and you both let out a deep sigh, catching your breath for a moment as another random song plays.

Harry looks down at you with parted lips, “Nice singing, Bunny.”

“Could say the same to you, H.” You smile and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. The move is natural and you don’t put too much thought into it. Neither does Harry.

His hands find their way to your waist and you both sway in time with the music, singing the lyrics into each other’s faces and having the time of your lives.

“I haven’t had sex in 5 months!” His voice is just loud enough for you to hear over the music.

Your eyebrows furrow, “What?”

He leans closer to your face, “I said—I said I haven’t had—”

“No I—I heard you H,” You chuckle, “I’m just a little—”

“Surprised? Yeah me too.” He grins at you, suddenly seeming to be completely comfortable with you in a way you never expected, “I stole that chocolate bar from you last week by the way, it wasn’t Niall.”

You laugh for a moment at his strange confessions until you process what he just told you, “Wait that was you?”


“Loud ‘n proud, bunny.” He grins proudly.

“You—you fucker!” You gasp, playfully hitting his chest with one of your hands, keeping the other where it was around his neck.


He chuckles, playing along, “Did you forget what I just—”

“Shut up!”

You both laugh, continuing to move your bodies together.

“What about you? Tell me something true.”

You purse your lips together, trying to come up with something to tell Harry. There’s a million things you could tell him, but you want to catch him off guard. You want to see an honest, raw reaction from him.

“I think you’re really pretty.” You finally say, shrugging your shoulders.

Harry raises his eyebrows at you, unsure if you’re being serious. “Pretty?”

You nod.

He tilts his head for a moment, “Weird choice of words.”

“I don’t think so,” You smile at him, “You’re a pretty boy.”

He smiles back, “You’re a pretty bunny.”

“We’re pretty.”

“We are.”

You both smile at each other and share a brief moment. A moment of what—you’re not sure. Two friends being supportive of each other? Two friends suddenly becoming closer and making the most of it? Two friends two friends two friends—

The next song begins playing and your heart begins to pace more. Desire, Meg Myers.

The two of you exchange a look, knowing that you won’t move together to this song the same way you have been for the others.

You know that you won’t be singing along with this one. You’d rather feel it. Feel Harry.

You move your hands away from around Harry’s neck, and he keeps his on your waist, holding you close. You move your hands down and place them over his, feeling electric all of a sudden.

Baby, I wanna fuck you

I wanna feel you in my bones

The song is loud and the coloured lights are flashing red. The atmosphere has changed—not only in the bar and on the dance floor, but between you and Harry. The way he’s looking at you is different. The way you’re looking at him is different. The way he’s touching you is different. The way you’re touching him is different.

I’m gonna tear into your soul

You begin to sway your hips to the beat of the song, holding your eyes over Harry’s. Neither of you dare to look away. You wouldn’t dream of it.

How do you want me?

How do you want me?

You begin to turn your body in time with the music, turning your back to Harry. He leans his head down, resting his head on your shoulder and keeping his hands by your waist as you continue to move against each other. You feel a surge of confidence—you’re not sure if it’s the song, if it’s the alcohol, if it’s Harry’s random confessions, if it’s the feelings you’ve been suppressing from him for years—but it’s here. It’s here and you’re about to make the most of it.

Yeah I gotta hurt you, I gotta hear it from your mouth

Boy, I wanna taste you, I wanna skin you with my tongue

I’m gonna kill you

You lean your ass back, moving it against Harry’s crotch. He sucks in a breath, and the only way you know it is because you feel his teeth graze the skin of your bare shoulder. Your eyes close at the feeling and you grow bolder, moving the same way a second time.

He tightens his grip on your waist. You can feel the bulge of his cock against your ass and you can only imagine how much it’s straining against the band of his jenas. You almost pity him. Almost.

I wanna feel you

I want it all

I wanna feel you

I want it all

You continue moving against Harry, enjoying his little reactions to your touch. To the way you feel. He begins trailing kisses down your neck, applying pressure and sucking on your skin. You still. You can’t focus on anything but the way his lips feel against you.

What’s going on between you both? What the fuck is happening? Why the fuck has it taken so long? Why couldn’t it happen sooner?

So many questions.

“Bunny,” Harry groans against your shoulder, placing one last kiss to your neck before moving his mouth to your ear, “Tell me something true.”

You know exactly what you want to say. Again, there’s so much you want to tell him. You want to tell him how good he feels against you, how much you love the way he moves his body against yours. You want to tell him that you feel the connection now. You want to tell him that you know he can feel it too. There’s so much to say, but you settle for the most simple thing. The most important one.

“I want you.”

•••

aaahhhh!!! i’m sososo proud of this one. idk why but this shot has a special place in my heart. the smut will be included in the second part. and believe me, it’s gonna be SMUT. i’m such a whore for angst n this friendship trope is just chef’s kiss.

anyway enough chat. i hope y'all enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it <3 if you liked what you read then please reblog n comment. feel free to suggest ideas for new posts too.

have a good day or night wherever you are n stay safe, always <3

- k

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

The art of Watching

AN: Why does the idea of men humping plushies to get off have such a chokehold on me? You know I had to write about one of the babyiest babyboys doing just that. Especially considering his plushie collection lmao.

Synopsis: Maybe you were being a little mean and a little unfair since Kai is always such a good boy for you but, you can't help the ideas that take hold of your mind seeing him sprawled out across his bed alongside his plushies.

Heads up: Huening Kai x Fem! Reader, pwp, established relationship, Dom! Reader, Sub! Kai, plushie humping, Mommy kink, pet names, voyeurism, guided masturbation, dirty talk, praise kink (m. receiving), unprotected piv sex, Reader doesn't cum and creampie.

I will block you if you are minor and have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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Your eyes rove your boyfriend's delectable body as he kneels at the end of his bed, a pretty pink blush colouring his face.

"This is so embarrassing," Kai whines, one of his penguin plushies clasped tightly in his large hands, his cock flushed a bright red as it twitches sporadically. God, you don't think you'll ever get over how pretty it is, your walls clenching around nothing just from observing him.

"You can always tell me if you don't want to do anything and when you want to stop, baby," you remind him gently. While Kai's bashfulness and shy nature make you want to pounce on him because of how unfairly cute he is, you never want to push him too far and make sure to remind him of that.

"It's not that, I want to do this. I'm just a little shy, I guess. I've never done this before," he responds quietly, avoiding your intent gaze.

"Well, I'll be here, and we can always stop if either of us aren't enjoying this. I'm going to be honest, this is something I've wanted to try for some time," you confess, your voice becoming a little breathless as you remember nights with your hand in your panties thinking of your sweet boyfriend covering one of his plushies with his thick cum.

"Oh," he responds sounding a little short of breath himself, a fresh dribble of pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock, "What do you want me to do?"

You bite back a moan when his soft eyes swirling with thinly veiled excitement and desire finally meet yours, "I want you to thrust against the plushie slowly."

Kai only hesitates for a moment before his first thrust against one of his favourite plushies, the warmth in his face only increasing when he considers how...dirty this all is. A whine leaves his lips at the first bit of friction he's felt against his aching cock in what has felt like ages, his hold on the plush only becoming tighter.

Wetness seeps out of you and onto your panties as you watch him and his reactions, his ragged breathing filling the space of his bedroom as he continues to head your instructions and very slowly fuck against the plushie. You can tell his trying his best show restraint based on the white knuckle grip he has and the minor shakiness evident in his broad shoulders.

"How does it feel, baby?" You ask breathlessly, licking your suddenly dry lips as you watch him.

"Good but, it-it's not en-enough," he whines, meeting your eyes through his slightly sweaty bangs.

Everyone always likes to joke that Kai is completely, utterly whipped for you, but they'll find that it tends to be the other way around. All it took was for him to turn those warm eyes on you for you to melt. Part of you thinks he knows that and uses that to his advantage.

"Poor baby. You can move faster if you want to," you say, but the command in your voice is evident. He's more than aware of the fact that you weren't making a suggestion.

Your inside ache watching his hips snap against the plushie faster, his cock a deep shade of red and glistening with pre-cum and, more moans and whines spilling from his lips. Your panties start sticking to you uncomfortably as you take in every single, desperate sound he releases.

"Mommy I-I'm- it's not enough," he whines hoarsely, teary eyes finding yours once more as he continues to try to find any sort of relief. The ache only gets worse when you hear him call you that, fingernails digging into the sheets beneath you.

"Aw babyboy but, I'm having so much fun watching you. Look at how wet you made Mommy," you respond, spreading your thighs for him so he can see for himself just how much watching him is affecting you.

A strangled whine escapes his lips when he sees how ruined your panties are. His eyes are laser focused on your covered pussy as he fucks against his plushie in desperation.

"Fuck Mommy, please. It hur-hurts," he cries, groaning loudly when you spread your thighs wider for him. Cock throbbing incessantly when you impatiently tug his shirt off and he catches your tits jiggling.

"Just a little more baby, you're doing so good for me," you praise, truly meaning it. This is quickly becoming one of your favourite ways to toy with your favourite boy.

The frustrated noise Kai makes has your lips turning up. He looks like he's seconds from ripping his plushie apart. However, because he's such a good boy, he doesn't verbally complain. The neediness making him move faster and faster, and you bite your lip as you continue to take him in.

"Baby, you can stop now. You've been so good for me. You deserve a reward," you say breathlessly, lifting your hips and taking off your panties. Tossing them unceremoniously onto his bedroom floor. Kai sucks in a breath when he sees your glistening, swollen pussy directly and even more pre-cum leaks out of his throbbing cock.

He places the plushie to the side and crawls his way towards you until his nestled between your soft thighs. You pull him into a messy, bruising kiss the moment he's within reach. Swallowing all of his little noises and moaning against his lips in return.

"Mommy," he whines, rubbing his cock against your wet slit.

"Go ahead, baby," you mutter, a sharp gasp flying from your lips when he sheaths himself inside of you in one quick thrust. The slight sting makes your toes curl, back arching into him as Kai grips your thighs harshly while he fucks into you brutally from the get go. His face dropping to press against your shoulder, leaving sloppy, open-mouthed kisses on whatever skin he can reach.

"Sor-sorry, you just feel so good. Can't help it, Mommy," he groans against your skin, thrusting into you with no signs of slowing down. The sounds of him fucking you and your combined noises of pleasure echoing throughout his bedroom.

"It's okay, Kai. I love feeling you inside me," you whisper into his ear, lightly nipping at his earlobe. His reaction is instantaneous. His whines increasing in frequency as he holds you closer to him, his cock brushing against spots inside of you that have you clawing at his broad back.

"I-I'm- I don't- I don't think I'm go-gonna last," he gasps against your neck, his cock pulsing violently inside of you.

"You've been such a good boy. You can cum inside of me all you want, baby," you moan into his ear, making sure to purposefully clench around him hard. He's more than earned it.

"Fu-fuck I- Mommy- cumming," he keens, stilling his hips against you as his warm, thick cum floods your eager pussy. His hands holding you in place, so you have no choice but to take it, moaning along with him from the sensations. You press soft kisses to his cheek as he rides out his orgasm, weak moans leaving his bruised lips.

"My good babyboy," you praise quietly, stroking his hair as he rests against you. His weight on you might be uncomfortable since Kai is massive, but it's comforting and familiar in the same breath. His cum starts to leak out of you while he comes back to himself.

"I liked that," he admits against your shoulder quietly after a few beats of silence, his hands rubbing your thighs soothingly.

"I'm happy to hear that. I liked it too. Maybe next time I'll make you do it until you actually cum fucking one of your plushies," you respond thoughtfully, a small smile gracing your face.

Kai's face flushes a pretty shade of pink, but he still nods against your shoulder.

Always the obedient, good boy.

[slushiepizza]

I am obsessed with your Jean fanart! I get so excited whenever I see people actually talking about Escaped Audios, he's so under rated and one of my favorites. Your Jean fanart has me FROTHING AT THE MOUTH LIKE AN ANIMAL!!!! I'M BARKING I'M MEOWING I'M HOWLING AT THE MOON. THANK YOU!!!! Anyway have a nice day!

Anon because I'm mildly embarrassed about the chokehold this fictional man has over me.

I'm glad that you like my depiction of him!!! And please don't be embarrassed lmao; this blog exists because of the chokehold fictional characters perpetually have me in

here's jean taking a break for once

[jeneseoquoi]

saw this thing on twitter saying 127 are all the type to get in a fight for u but who do u think actually would fight??? like i cant see alllllll of them fighting lol

LMAO i'm laughing bc i saw this exact same thing on twitter too. it was hilarious seeing everyone's opinions. here's mine:

nct 127 | reacting to you in a fight

taeil: he is absolutely not jumping in at any point in time. will make sure nobody tries to sneak you though. snatches anybody's phone who tries to record it. tells you you won even if you both know they two pieced you up. laughs every time when it randomly pops into his head weeks/months/years later.

johnny: his big ass. he will definitely laugh while recording if you're really tossing that ho like a salad. if you start losing or the other person's friends try to jump you, he's immediately intervening to stop the fight. lines everyone who witnessed it up and makes them delete any incriminating evidence off their phones.

taeyong: is BEGGING you to stop fighting. once he realizes it's dead serious and you're not going down without a fight, he just steps back to watch and make sure nobody around is being sneaky. (saw someone on twitter say he would post the other person's weave that he snatched up the next day and i absolutely stand by the person who said this lmaooooo.)

yuta: MY DAWG IS 100% IN THE MIDDLE WRECKING HOS FOR YOU. like the minute he senses you're about to get in a fight, he's already there throwing bows left and right. let a trifling bitch pull your hair, he's immediately got them in a chokehold talking about some "i'll let go when you let go." lays out anybody who ever tries to step to you again. this is my rider frfr.

doyoung: is so embarrassed omg. yelling at you to remember his image in hopes of getting you to come to your senses and stop fighting. actively running around the crowd taking peoples' phones so they can't record. soooo mad at you after the fight is over, but still makes sure to take care of you and any wounds you suffered.

jaehyun: anyone who decides to be with this man has to have hands like. he is genuinely confused as to what's happening, but trusts that you can handle your own so he just watches in amusement. lies and tells you it's just a little scratch & that you still look pretty afterwards, even though your shit is BUSTED. at least you won though.

jungwoo: is screaming, crying, and throwing up. like normally you're his soft, sweet baby, so who the fuck is this?!?!? in tears the entire time it's happening, like he can't even comprehend what led up to the fight in the first place. on his knees, BEGS you to never ever get into another fight ever again. he is genuinely traumatized, like he never sees you the same way again lmao.

mark: cursing everybody in that mf out. "the fuck is your problem bro"-ing everyone involved. only hops in when he sees you starting to lose. in turn starts getting his ass beat, which gives you the advantage to start molly whopping hos so you can save your man. will forever remind you of the time he got his shit rocked just so you wouldn't lose a fight. don't ever let him go hahaha.

haechan: honestly, probably the reason you're in a fight in the first place. like he was the one talking mad shit in the first place, but you know he don't got hands at all, so now here you are fighting his battle. keeps taunting the other person & the people on their side like "yeah that's right, mess with me and my girl will smack you up." you promise yourself that when you're done whooping their ass, that he's next.

[mockerycrow]

back with more alex of the thoughts plaguing my brain! jealous alex has me in a chokehold right now because i think he didn't imagine himself as the jealous type at all, but then he sees you getting chatted up by some rando and he immediately feels his blood boil. he walks up and put his big tattooed arm around your shoulder and yanks you close like "hey babe, what are you talking about over here?" all while pinning that person down with a burning glare

then later he's all embarrassed because he didn't think he was that kinda person LMAO

He’s covering his face while you’re laughing. Alex’s face is burning red as you’re pointing out how jealous he seemed—he insisted he wasn’t, but you both know he was—and you laugh, moving his hands away from his face. You cup his cheek and kiss the other side of his jaw, your lips brushing against his stubble, murmuring he looked like an angry kitten which earns you a huff.

[patchdotexe]

doip. / 9.13.24: happy friday the 13th everybody

no this isn't two weeks overdue. i definitely did not have the world's most executive dysfunction about this and we definitely are not playing again Tomorrow. dont look at the date. dont

technically this is no longer doip. bc we have graduated from Dragon of Icespire Peak to Storm Lord's Wrath! but also doip. is iconic to me and slw doesn't have the same ring to it in a post title. snakes loving women

last time: Kepesk left the party to rejoin his old group, the Wilders, and the rest of the Skeleton Crew set out on a mission from Lord Neverember to head to the town of Leilon and help rebuild it! i spend the entirety of this session forgetting the second half of that sentence. this bodes well for me

today we're recording the session! and by we i mean nyx.

nyx: my computer go fast. leo: ..is that good? nyx: no.

(jorb wants a video record for archival reasons, im continuing notetaking bc its fun and more accessible for me than watching a ~2hr vod.)

oh nevermind, trying to record killed nyx on the spot. im recording now! i am also the only person that doesnt have spoilers on my character sheet apparently. jorb is doing a recap of the story so far! which is very appreciated because it has been several years. :,D

jorb: [..] big al calazorn-- leo: calzorne??? jorb: calazorn. leo: big al calzone vocaloid real??? jorb: no.

we're on the road to viridian ciiityyyyy there's a building at the triboar trail intersection! it's an inn / tavern. a tavinn, if you will. ah. people are trying to… break into the tavinn? something is Off about them. that's not good. theyve broken in! TIME FOR ALIDAAR TO SAVE THE DAY. oh shit, its zombies. good thing the skeleton crew is here!

dauble is curled up on alidaar like a scarf. perfect position to put him into a chokehold

im microwaving nyx.

arepo opens the fight with a spray of cards! and the half-elf lady in the tavinn is also good at dealing out damage. lets go! whoa. okay these guys might be capable on their own, actually. oh my god lmao. i was gonna say "nvm one of em has a nat1" but then it still hit. that owns. even random tavinn owners are ready to kick ass at any given moment

This Table Has A Hitpoint Bar

(there's a table being used as a barricade and the zombies are trying to break it down. jorb looked up how exactly that works and discovered that the table has a silly amount of hp. and then nyx asked him to put a hp bar on the table.)

jorb: are you happy?! nyx: i am. i am happy.

alidaar backhands a zombie to death.

(im screwing around in combat more and that includes doing things like "figuring out how to use unarmed strikes" and "getting silly with it". alidaar did, quite literally, backhand a zombie to kill it)

oh fuck theres wraiths too. thats not good. arepo gets so startled he vicious mockery's a wraith lmao OH THE TABLES HAVE TURNED. BADLY. WRAITHS SCARY :0 dauble has channel divinity + turn undead! dauble blasts everything with their fucking Aura

Alidaar Is So Fucking Annoyed these zombies do Not like staying down. alidaar does a cool slide under a table about it and climbs up on top to breath weapon! it does not achieve much. i hate it here i need to stop punching things bc then i lose track of my attacks. bc i have mainhand-offhand-mainhand and i got pretty used to the rhythm of it. but also im trying to vary up how i approach combat bc otherwise i feel like im doing the same thing over and over One Of The Wraiths Has Fucking Left

dauble and doorc are just chilling here. wait nevermind doorc is on the move. wait nevermind doorc is still just chilling hes just chilling somewhere else

(one of the npcs is an orc guarding the door. he is now forever the doorc to me.)

THIS FUCKING WRAITH IS 240 FEET AWAY FROM THE INN. ITS JUST GOING. IT CAN GO THROUGH WALLS. ITS STEALING RAVIOLI OOPS ALIDAAR'S MAX HP WENT DOWN. 59 -> 36! haha im in danger

nyx: how many times can i embarrass this wraith before it just gives up?

RED WRAITH DOWN! …blue wraith still on the loose. um. hm Ol' Pisspants Wraithy Will Come Back Eventually [dauble voice] Ol' Pisspants Wraithy ol' pisspants wraithy is fucking pissed

jorb: dauble, you're up! (leo: dauble!) nyx: im using turn undead. leo: NO,

dauble has used turn undead again. alidaar stares at dauble. crosses his arms. does nothing. arepo checks his pocketwatch. we wait Another Two Minutes for turn undead to wear off and this fucker to come back DAUBLE IS GETTING FUCKING OWNED dauble is down for the count! DONT GO INTO THE LIGHT alidaar does a sick flip, shoots the wraith with his crossbow, and then while arepo is getting ready to attack i remember i can still attack twice with this awful thing and miss. fantastic

doorc is the most competent person in this entire encounter.

dauble is rolling well on death saves at least :,D

nyx: [deadpan] you can tell by the joy in my voice. jason: you sound ecstatic. nyx: i am.

ALIDAAR IS SICK OF THIS WRAITH'S SHIT. IT IS NOW CONFETTI. GOODBYE

jorb: you know how trunks kills frieza? leo: yeah.

jorb: so dauble is dying,

alidaar pours a potion of healing on dauble. please do not cease to be dauble is okay! hooray! also we've saved martisha, teegar, and coorag. teegar and coorag are married and i mixed up who is who and thought there was lesbians. there isnt. sad. alidaar is carrying dauble around like a cat. he is Very unhappy that dauble ate shit and is bad at displaying it so there's a lot of Wiggling Dauble to make sure theyre ok hooray, we're heroes! somebody is paying for our lodging and teegar's paying for our drinks :D

arepo has ordered a diet dr pepper.

jorb: she gets you a nice frothy mug of diet dr. pepper.

arepo is socializing while i catch up on note-taking bc i was busy driving the bus diet dr pepper is the famous local brew. its a peppery version of diet doctor coorag has a trident necklace! arepo recognizes it as a symbol for water stuff. i have immediately forgotten jorb's phrasing. something something not faith just lifestyle we are two hexagons away from the ocean.

alidaar is making friends! and eating pork pie. and also shoving dauble's face into pork pie. DURNALD DEEPCRUST. LMFAO

(that's the name of the cook. he's a dwarf. also the return of the "cryovain is alidaar's dad" joke happened so alidaar (lovingly) bullied dauble over it)

alidaar is a wuss when it comes to spicy so he ends up having to use bardic inspiration and a tiny bit of frost breath to survive this pork pie. this is hilarious alidaar has unlocked a tastebud. just one. OH MY GOD MY MEMORY IS STRUGGLING SO BAD. hi. we're going to a place i forgot how to spell to help with repairs. one of the people alidaar's befriended, silla, is heading there to try and do fishing stuff and get a job. also she plays the harmonica :3 alidaar has successfully played the flute! and one of the other patrons is singing along about defending the inn and then getting owned by the spicy pies. this is adorable

dauble is taking everything so normally.

dauble: can we get the 3 bed rooms? alidaar: yeah sure :3 alidaar: [lies down] dauble: [gets in alidaar's bed] alidaar:

ah. hm. dauble has sneaked off to do something while alidaar and arepo are sleeping. that's.. fine. the third bed is for twigbias. dauble is tucking the terrarium in.

aaaand that's the session! \o/

(these are way more disorganized than usual. hoo boy. juggling "being the guy that initiates interactions", "making sure the recording functions properly", and "taking notes" means that some stuff got a bit unbalanced. this is still more thorough notes than i took for the first session of doip at least lmao)

[callsign-rogueone]

HII!! I LOVE YOUR FICS SO MUCH they're so so nourishing and make my day so much better 😭😭

Your older/age gap Brennan has me in an absolute chokehold and it's kinda embarrassing the number of times I've gone back to read it (also 100% agree with the tags, I swear I'm a self-respecting girl but sometimes I just wanna be his trad wife).

I was wondering if I could also request a jealous!Brennan? Or just like a posessive Brennan in general? I just feel like even though he's older and mature and so composed, maybe he forgets to turn off his 'commander voice' sometimes?

ANYWAY thank you so much for writing! Hope you have a great day 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

WAIT ALSO I love that you're a Dain Aetos-enjoyer because every time I look up his tag on tumblr I get so so sad at his top posts 😭 need more of you in the fandom. OK I'M DONE (REAL).

I normally don't respond to request asks until I'm finished with it but this one made my day and I feel the need to reply now so:

hello hi i love YOU. your comments give me life, literally. I gain 5hp every time I get a notification from you. your comments are always so nice 🥹 the one about the "required reading" made me literally laugh out loud in the middle of trying to tame my work's unpredictable beast of a photocopier, so that was a bright spot for me this morning. and your art is absolutely amazing.

agegap Bren also has me in a chokehold too. like, I love all of our boys, but mister Brennan Aisereigh nee-Sorrengail is a MAN. that's a whole husband right there. I was giggling and kicking my feet every time he spoke in Iron Flame. I literally tabbed each appearance he makes... drawing hearts in the margins...

I'll happily cook up some more possessive, jealous, dominant bren for you. I take my job of feeding my fellow Brennan girls very seriously 🫡

I am indeed a Dain Enjoyer. I'm not hiding it anymore, I'm speaking my truth. he's a bit of an idiot, but so are all 23-year-old boys, and he did the right thing in the end! also, he's hot. in my mind, he looks like Luke Newton (Colin) from Bridgerton (not how he looks in the show, but how the actor looks irl, with the beard... yeah. 🫠) the dain tag on here also makes me sad so I never look in it :( we need to make a "nice things about dain" tag or something. but the search function on this website is a mess lmao

sorry that my response was so long jhddf. but thank you again for being so nice 🥺 the fandom (and the internet) needs more people like you 💗

also I have your AO3 bookmarked, and as soon as my work contract ends and I actually have free time again, I will be seated with popcorn, ready to read all of it 🥰

[hongtonie]

ok so…

i’ll just start from the top with high touch and the grp photo

when i tell you i was shitting myself with anxiety…….. we made line friends with a few people and we bonded over how anxious we were

it went by So fast but then again the whole thing felt crazy fast maybe bc we were waiting outside and inside for so long

but we were at the very front of the vip line which means we were first after vvip…. crazy. and i was like maybe the third person in the single file line but we walked in the theater and they were just lined up there and all i could think was “fuck fuck fuck fuck they don’t look real fuck fuck fuck” AND THEY DIDNT. THEY DONT. like it’s crazy they don’t look real they’re so gorgeous SUNGHO ESPECIALLY MY GOOOOOOD

but we went down the line giving each member a high five it was junji > taeyeob > wookjin ? > kyubin > sungho > yongsoo and for junji and taeyeob it was like a gentle high five but wook and kyubin Went for it like they fully high five you AND THEYRE SO TALL im short im barely 5’4 BUT THEYRE SO TALL

after we went down the line we circled back around to behind the chairs they were standing in front of for the grp photo and I WAS FUCKING RIGHT BEHIND YOOJUNG. and i was waving at all of them as they sat down and kyubin looks me dead in the face with his fake nose piercing and says “hey” with a smile as he sits down

GIRL.

LIKESHJDOFHHDBS WHAT STOP THAT

But i was too nervous to like tap yoojungs shoulder to do a heart or anything lmao so i just did a peace sign and stared at the back of his head like what is happening.

after we got out of snapshot me fern and one of the friends we made had a grp hug all on the verge of tears it was very sweet

then it was a bit more waiting and we filed back into the concert hall whatever you wanna call it and their performances were fucking amazingggggggggg

kyubin ripped open his shirt during asoiaf junji kissed rie on the cheek or the other way around it’s all a blur all i heard was the sound and saw junjis embarrassed face yoojung pretended to be santa claus but one of his mustache bits flew off they did a la la land bit that included sungho slapping kyubins ass as the percussion it was a fucking wild time

taeyeob was blowing kisses the whole time it was so sweet i love him🥹

OH MY GOD HOW DID I ALMOST FORGET during the la la land bit kyubin was asking the crowd if we’ve seen la la land and i put both thumbs up AND HE GAVE ME A THUMBS UP FUCKING BACK WHAT THE FUCK this man has me in a chokehold

but um yeah for encore they did asoiaf angel and onlyoneof you when i tell you i was so relieved they were doing onlyoneof you considering i spent like two hours labeling all the hearts yesterday with my mom

but during angel they had the whole crowd jump with them it was so cute 🥹🥹 i remember jumping and coming up in the air to see kyubin shaking his ass he’s wild i love him

my view wasn’t great but it wasn’t terrible i’m happy with it overall 🫶🫶

but yes i held up my heart during onlyoneof you and a few people around me did and i saw a bunch more throughout the crowd which really warmed my heart and i saw wookjin point at one and smile 🥹 which is gonna make me cry but my whole goal was to make them feel loved and i feel accomplished in that even if not every member saw them i’m glad at least one did

and for the photo after asoiaf before angel and ooo you i passed forward the flag as fast as i possibly could lmao and yongsoo was over by our side and he grabbed it 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 he put it around himself and wore it for one pic but then the staff grabbed all the flags and took two more pics without them 💔 but we did lion pose first then i love you pose with hand hearts and that’s the one that they posted on their story

after the concert they told people with snapshot to stay in the concert hall and premium was gonna go first and i was able to stay with a couple line friends but they had kyubin and i had yoojung so we had to split up for the night </3 but they were so so nice and one of them let us use her perfume so we didn’t smell for snapshots 😭😭

i anxiously got in line after taeyeob finished up premiums and there was one person in front of me screams and they had to change the film cartridge thing so they got a little extra time and i was just staring at the floor trying not to be awkward but then it was my turn and she (kelly unfortunately) asked what pose i wanted, i looked at the thing to be sure and told her the number, she told him the number he said hello! and i said hi! and we took the picture and our shoulders touched and i felt very ahdjroehhegkigbd about it yknow and he MADE EYE CONTACT which i’m afraid of but he’s so gorgeous oh my god… and so fucking tall i felt so short even in my tall shoes😭 but he made eye contact and said thank you for coming WHICH I WAS ABOUT TO SAY so i just said thank You for coming! and as i was walking (like two feet away) to get the polaroid from her he said have a good night! but it took me way too long to process he said that so i had to yell back you too!! and then i ran to fern and died a little while i waited for it develop but it’s so cute and i love him and i don’t believe it’s real it’s photoshop there’s no way tonight happened

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ARRRIII PSPSPS (sorry, that was weird.) n e way SORRY BUT I FOUND THIS PICREW FROM A THREAD GOING AROUND MY DASH AND OHHH MYYY GOD. i just had to share with you... it has features of knights and ur knight!reader always has me in a chokehold. i was gonna send this off anon but i embarrass myself way too much already so pls forgive me :'3

(picrew): https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/2317684

(my version of it with knight!reader (or, me) i've played around too much with this and i need to satoru to do this with us neow.): https://cdn.picrew.me/shareImg/org/202405/2317684_b77URpli.png (hopefully it works :3)

🥺🥺🥺 HI ANON !!!!! NOT WEIRD AT ALLLLLL FEEL FREE TO PSPSPSP ME AS MUCH AS YOU WANT!!!!!!! thank you sm for thinking of me….. i did this picrew a while back but not with my silly little royals!!!!! this was a lot of fun :33

AND WAHHH . YOUR VERSION IS SOO STUNNING OH MY GOSH 🥺🥺🥺 the intimacy!!!!! the longing!!!!!! it’s so so pretty …. i love your prince!gojo design…… and knight!reader !!! our most beloved..

since you went with gojo, i decided to make one for my knight!sugu and royalty!reader !!! :3 they don’t have a canon design or anything like that, i just thought i’d give them red hair for the fox symbolism lmao . they’re very excited to kiss sugu :3 and he’s very indulgent . i think reader is a very energetic / clumsy kisser while sugu is a lot more slow and teasing. he likes seeing them pout <33

they mean the world to meeeeeee 🥺🥺🥺

[sugar-omi]

OMG YOU PLAYED MECHAT TOO? i was a vicitim of the yt ads. I've only played glenn's route and my lawd

OMG GLENN IS MY BABYYY I LOVE HIM 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 pls i didn't play it for like, at least a year after it dropped but. unfortunately, at the end of the day, i am a victim to all romance games n hot fictional men/women.... 😔

I'VE PLAYED A LIL BIT OF EVERYBODY HONESTLY n i've... ive completed like 25-30 matches.... yeah im in DEEP. (i haven't spent money tho, genshin has my wallet locked up tight 🥲👍💸)

n i'm working on like 2 others rn, altho i have a lotta favorited matches imma play/finish playing once troy lets go his hold on me!!! tellin you... troy norman (/justin reeves) has me in a CHOKEHOLD. i didnt really care for him bc he looked like justin beiber, and his counterpart justin looks like every other dude on tiktok, but the PLOT!!!OH LORD THE PLOT.

i mean the plot aint that great, nothing to give an award ir write home abt, but, its good. its good.. i also have to finish a date with shion komatsu (/viktor kragh) but im not feeling the gang battle rn so i'm spending my time elsewhere lol

HONESTLY IM SCROLLING THRU MY MATCHES. N IF YOU COULD FUCKING SEE WHO ALL IVE PLAYED WITH/FINISHED... talk abt matchin my freak wtf, tbh as if glenn isn't an insight to who i all play LMAO!!!!

OMFG. DAWAN.... need him in my life fr. this is what im talkin abt when i say i need a sugar daddy!!! pls i love him. anyway. BEFORE I EMBARRASS MYSELF TALKING ABT THESE DAMN FICTIONAL MEN. IMMA GO LOLL🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

[cloudcountry]

isaac's chapter ten story has me in a chokehold PLEASE HELP ME

he literally start with this weird ass shit. Good Sir. CONTEXT HE FELL OVER ON MC BECAUSE HES SICK I JUST REALIZED THAT MIGHT BE IMPORTABT LMAO

napolean is literally a lifesaver :((( thank you bro i appreciate you bro

HES SO CUTE STOOP it's okay babe im here to take care of you muah muah <3333

HES SO SWEET TOO AGSGHSJAHS but no im not leaving deal with it. ❤️

exactly <3 i couldn't have said it better myself!!! let me dote on you CMON MAN

>:T

ITS NOT YOUR FAULT!!! if i get sick it's my own fault you can't take the blame for this i will not let you.

MC......MC DONT DO IT

damn it mc.

I KNOW I KNOW IM SORRY I DONT KNOW WHY MC DID THAT HELPPPP

i don't think he would appreciate you calling him a baby LMAO

please lie down......pleseeee lie down darling :((( cmon man

WAIT EHAT HOW DOD WE GET HERE i meannnn ah ha ha lip bite for sure babygirl!!!

NOT THE PUPPY DOG EYES RAHHHHHHHHH FINE

I WANT ME TO SPOON FEED HIM CMON

i guess so C: he's starting to trust us!!! and care about us!!!!! SCREMAING ND CRYING

mmmm......yeah but a girl can dream can't they :C

SHUT THE FUCK UPB HES SO ADORABLE I AM GOING TO SHOVE HIM IN A BELBDER AND PUT HIM IN A MOCROWAVE AND WATCH HIM SPIN AROUND AND EXPLODE RAHHHHHH

HES ALWAYS BEEN SWEET SHUT UP

mmm that's true C: it's very nice hehe <3 HE SHOULD GET SICK MORE OFTEN ACTUALLY /j

THEN I MUST BE A TERRIBLE PERSON FR

CONTEXT he asked mc to help him DRINK his silly little fake blood!! LIKE WHAT. WHY IS MC SO FLUSTERED JUST HELP??? I DONT GET HOW THATS EMBARRASSING GIRL YOU TRIED TO MAKE OFF HIS SHIRT

no :(((( why would i leave you here???

STOP IM GOING TO SCREAM THATS SO CUTE

ITS SO GOOD THOUGH.....SO GOOD FOR MY HEART AND SOUL.

this was a long ass post so i am sorry if you hit the read more expecting something small LMAO

he's so babygirl kissibg him

[kendsleyauthor]

Do fans make edits of Micah and Xander? Man I've been thinking about that a lot like idk about you but the mere idea of a #micahtateedit along to the "Hey, Mickey!" Baby Tate version that was trending on tt alrd got me blushing through the screen LMFAOO

but like also if fans did make edits of them I feel like the Micah ones would obv be circling around way more, but then there's the Xander fandom, and I feel like they would highkey be more hardcore? Because Xander is like the "band member that doesnt get that much recognition but he's fine asl so there's a whole group of people trying to bring more attention onto him while simultaneously gatekeeping him"???

I feel like Micah would find it funny and not shut up about it and Xander would be flattered but like shrug it off (obv I don't know ur characters as well as you do hbdjhbsjfh but i love them sm and istg i cannot get this idea out of my head)

If fans make edits I would pay to see Everly and Grayson's reactions. Like the mixed emotions???

"okay ew, why tf are people making edits of my mans, whoever made this needs to put down the capcut and go back to doing their math hw", but then also (without admitting it out loud) be like "okay but he DOES look pretty good in that edit"

yeah i've just been thinking abt that a lot- 🫶🏻 🫶🏻

WHEN I SAY THIS CONCEPT HAS A CHOKEHOLD ON ME NOW-

All of this is so GREAT omfg. YES absolutely, there are many edits of these rockstars.

Micah would absolutely eat it up. He THRIVES on attention, and he'd obsess over the latest trends for his edits.

Xander would act indifferent, knowing this sort of thing comes with the territory. BUT as a former teen heart-throb (think former teen Disney Channel star vibes), he does get embarrassed and annoyed if any clips of his previous acting roles are ever used KSDLFJ. He does not like that time in his life to be brought up (unless a certain someone (Grayson) is the one to bring it up. I may be working on a short of this LOL.)

After chatting about it with @marydublinauthor, here's more Fun Facts.

Micah absolutely makes his own edits of himself too. Everly sees them and thinks they're weak. She makes even better ones that got tons of hits on a secret account.

In retaliation, he records her doing electrical work and just generally existing, and proceeds to make private edits. They laugh over homemade and fanmade edits together, and it gets very romantic and they make out.

There are ABSOLUTELY fanfics about them too. Everly thinks the Micah Tate x Xander Dalton smut is the absolute funniest thing ever. She reads those out loud to them in a sexy voice. She probably perches somewhere high where they can't reach her.

Micah loves it, Xander rolls his eyes, and Grayson blushes in the corner somewhere and pretends he's not hanging on to every word.

These fans are so unaware of the chaos they're causing this little found family lmao.

[lonelywhalien22]

LMAO I truly don't mind the long messages! I'm a fairly straightforward person, They're fun! I have no idea who would read through them other than us so 🤷🏻‍♀️

I don't mean to break anyone's heart but my own! LOL - realistically and with my luck when it comes to BTS, I've just never had a good experience trying to see them. I do wish anyone else all the best though - you included!!!

I think if the audience is 21+, I can do GA 😂 I went to see Epik High recently and most of the audience were in their 20s or older, so it was less chaotic. Not to be that adult LOL, but sometimes, the younger fans are kinda wildin' and disrespectful ��� Epik High isn't like one of my favorite favorite groups (they were my intro into Kpop), so I wasn't expecting myself to be knocked off my feet, but I was LOL! It was just like fun and chill vibes. I feel like the audience can really make or break your experience.

I'm so glad you had a good time at The Link!!! Even if they didn't do their new album, still sounds like the song selection was pretty good???

Great minds just think alike!!! 🤣😂 No shame at all - if Yangyang's part made you flustered, then he did his job and that is not a bad thing LOL 🤣 Imo, Yangyang is just really dorky and endearing - not necessarily in like a "must protecc" kind of way, but he just makes me a giggly at the dumbest things I normally wouldn't AHAHA. OKAY! Confession - Xiaojun is very much like . . . my type when it comes to who in a group I fall for first LOL. I love his brows, he sings super well with his pretty low ranges, and at least from what we can tell he has a fun personality hahaha.

I'll check out some of the songs you have down for ATEEZ and get back to you!! Screenshotted and will queue them up~ I do listen to Wave, Turbulence, MIST, Light, and Promise regularly!!!

Omg omg omg omg!!! My turn to go wild!! LOL. So long story, short when it comes to SVT: I was a casual fan for a long time, but only started during L&R era. I'm embarrassed to admit, but the combo of Kidult and Mingyu really shoved me to explore their discography (and them as a group LOL) further 😂😅 All this to say, I've only been a carat for ~3-ish years now, so I'm sure there are other ppl who can give you a more seasoned and in-depth look into their discography, but I'll make a separate post sharing my favorite pieces from them! Noted about HHU - Wonwoo/Mingyu were 2 of my very first biases, so I definitely have stuff for you LOL.

RED VELVET MY GIRLS!!!! In my humble opinion, their concept is so timeless - I hope they last a long time 🥺 I definitely went through a Taeyeon phase as well a few years ago (was it really a few or more? T^T) LOL. Why is still my favorite from her!!

The way I was just vibrating when you mentioned StayC LOL - I have friend who LOVES them with all her heart and it's so cute and fun to see y'all be big fans of them!! I did listen to YOUNG-LUV.COM and agree so much!!! I think Young Luv was definitely in my Top 10 most played on Spotify this year hahaha.

LSFM is probably my second most favorite gg after Red Velvet 🥺😭 I mostly started following because I wanted to support Yunjin who I've been keeping my eye out for since her green melona basement room days 😭 (yes, the same one as SVT LMAO). She used to be a Pledis trainee, but then got bounced around a lot between different agencies because she never quite fit any of the concepts. It warmed my heart when she debuted after almost giving up! I ended up really liking LSFM overall after watching their docu-series and then the Anti-Fragile comeback! Blue Flame and No Celestial have a chokehold on me hahaha.

Have you heard Lovin' Me by Fifty Fifty!!!?? I think you might like it a lot!!! I have no idea who they are either lmao, but I really liked that one!! 100/10 would recommend checking out XG - I think they have something a little different to offer the kpop gg scene and it's refreshing! They're latest comeback was really good 🤩

I listen to all the other gg's you listed as well casually LOL, but I'll stop here since I don't have anything else to add hahahaha.

Please look foward to the SVT playlist AAAHHH hahahaha - I love doing things like this 😍🥰

Thank you for the well-wishes 🥺 It's kind of intimidating bc some ppl in my life aren't being the most supportive, but I'm the slightest bit hopeful, it'll work out okay for me in the end :')

AFTER ALL SVT SAID FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE 😂💀😎

Hm, ok you've got me considering GA for real, because there are a few artists I've skipped out on because the venue is only GA 😭...but like maybe this is a me problem but all of the concerts I go to definitely attract lots of under 21 so...💀😂

As an Ateez MIST enthusiast (like personally that's one of my top top top faves from them), I love that you like that song! And omg a fellow stayc girl YESSSSS lol. Blue Flame by LSFM is so great too, and I believe they're about to release a whole album in May so look forward to that! I will def be tuning in! Will definitely check out XG and that song you mentioned from Fifty Fifty as well!

Length of time doesn't matter!!! I've been an Atiny for the same amount of time! Very much looking forward to your SVT playlist!

~Fight for your life~ friend!!!