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washa · 1 year ago

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I listened to The Summit audio and here’s my favourite personal comments/thoughts! (IM STILL IN SHOCK WHAT TEH FUCK)

HELP OF COURSE ASHER LOST A FUCKING SHOE

David’s gonna whip your ass Ash

WHY ARE WE ROASTING ASHER SO BAD

Milo being a fashionista cannon

“Good thing belts don't correlate to height.” DAVID

Ash, Baabe, get a fucking room

Sweetheart i’m crying please give a man some dress socks

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Vincent sounds so anxious

AWH NO WILL COME ON MAN NOT THE ASSISTANT

Vincent baby… 😕

“I can't control how people are acting but I can control how I react.” PREACHHH VINCENT

Mhm run past me. OOH MUSIC FUCK YES, THE DRACULA MUSIC I LOVE IT 🙏

Surprise??? He’s spoiling Lovely so bad

I'M SCARED IS IT GONNA JUMP AT ME LIKE THOSE PLASTIC SPIDERS

A CROWN?? NO NO NO THAT’S SO FUCKING SWEET

THE SAME CRAFTSMAN AND EVERYTHING I CANNOT DO THIS😭

Wait, does Sam have a crown too?? Like being a duke

HE CALLED US BABY I CANNOT

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Shit these sound effects are FIRE

Yo Sam wassup my guy.

Oh Porter. Hi dear ☹️

Sam is literally the opposite of me I love small talk and big events lmfao

“Good people” He’s so salty lmfao

There’s no way Darlin’ isn’t smoking hot rn

AY ICE CREAM TUBS, Mint chocolate chip for the win 🙌

I imagine them going hand in hand, like elbows connected.

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Porter being a smooth bitch. (as usual)

Vincent is surprisingly kind abt this, well as nice as he can

IS TREASURE NOT HERE?? DID PORTER GASLIGHT ALL OF US.. 😰

That went well. Lovely calm your boyfriend before he pulls out his hair

Nah let like Sam punch him it’s funnier.

Are these other vamps that bad oh my god

Ooh business deals?? Yes make that moolah.

Eccentric?? Tf you mean eccentric. I don’t think David can handle more eccentric people in his life.

HELP NOT ASH PICKING UP ON VINCENT (unrelated but can we just acknowledge how emotionally mature and smart Asher is?)

WHAT DID ASH DO?? TEAR DOWN A WALL???

Oh god Bennetts?? They sound pleasant.

Wait wait, House of Baz were allies, and but every word out of Deon's mouth was to diss William??? WHAT TYPE OF SHITTY ALLIES

I want those two to die, for all of their house to run into the sun.

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ALEXIS HOLY SHIT AH

Latest conquest?? Come here let me rip you up

JESUS WHAT THE FUCK ALEXIS?? SORRY I'M NOT IMMORTAL GOD DAMN.

I don’t wanna fight you lex. YOU GROW UP?? PETTINESS IS CHILDISH.

You selfish little bitch. I’M GONNA BITE HER URGHSHSHGY

Porter thank FUCK YOU'RE HERE

YES YES YES PORTER OH MY GOD GO PORTER, Thank you Porter 😭

Alexis can suck my dick.

“Like a proper family” That's an interesting view on what your idea of a loving family is Porter.

Sammy BOY??? HELP IM CACKLING

Surprisingly Porter is in the right here.

WOAH SHOWDOWN SHOWDOWN WOO

WAS PORTER JUST LEFT THERE

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Oh god what fucking now, i cannot DEAL with anymore self centred fuckers.

Is he warning us? What’s happening.

OH MY GOD ADAM I FORGOT ABT HIM.

Ykw he’s got a point here, a REALLY good point. CONSIDERING THE HOUSE OF BAZ THING.

ALEXIS SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR WRINKLED SQUEZZED GRAPE ASS LIFE

Sam :((( yes Sam you deserve that.

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Asher and Milo bring up the mood woop woop

HOLY SHIT JUMPSCARE

Good lord Porter has a bad rep already w them

Investor gadget woop woop, investor gadget bam bam bam bam go gadget go bup bam bam bam badum badump.

?? CLOSEKNIT?? GOD DAMMIT FUCK CAN WE GO ONE VIDEO WITHOUT REFERENCING THEM

Milo clamp your jaw for a sec

OH MY GOD THE BENNETTS SUPPLIED CLOSEKNIT??

PORTER YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD THANK YOOU FOR THE LORE DROP.

Wait wait we’re doing it now? OH GOD WE’RE GONNA INVESTIGATE NOW AT THE SUMMIT.

Sam said a lot of things..

WAIT NO ONE ELSE BUT DAVID KNOWS WHAT MILO DID?? Even after 2 years??

No Sweetheart think abt this please what if ya get caught.

GO BETA GO BETA FUCK IT UP WOOAHH (i’m sorry i'm so stressed.)

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You should’ve punched her Sam, you should’ve.

Sam and Darlin’ needed better taste in vamps ffs

Sam therapy time 😇🥳 (as required in every Sam video)

YES SAM STAND UP FOR YOURSELF

God Sam and Darlin’ are so fucking sweet URGDHAKDA

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Is Angel stuck talking there or??

Imagine talking to someone for like 15 minutes and come back to find your friends stalking a head of the house. David needs a panadol for the headache coming up.

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OOH ARE WE EAVESDROPPING.

Well nobody wants to join a cult tbh, like that’s so suspicious.

This is a surprisingly civil argument, i was expecting someone getting thrown through a wall

UH OH WE ALMOST GOT CAUGHT??

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WHY ARE THEY FIGHTING WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

What’s up w the king

HUH HE’S DEAD????? WHEN I SAID I WANTED HIM DEAD I DIDN'T MEAN ACTUALLY DEAD.

TAH’S IT TAHT ITS WAHTD THE FUCK? DID SWEETHEART KILL HIM? DID CHRIS DO IT HOW DID ALEXIS KNOW, IS THAT WHY PORTER PICKED A FIGHT??? TO CREATE A DISTRACTION??

So no ice cream?? 💔

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osleeplessflowero · 10 months ago

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// i love merfolk, so i figured..why not write a skeleton oneshot with a merman blue? 💙 As always, gender neutral Reader. Their soul is up for interpretation! 💜 Ao3 link will be provided once it's posted there! (I am so sorry for my fic readers that get a bunch of oneshots instead of updates..) 💛 bonus points if somebody gets the barbie reference in here

🫧 Into The Sea 🌊

The ocean waves sway beneath you, the sound all too familiar. Your hair blows gently in the breeze, that salty ocean air filling your senses. You smile, comforted by the atmosphere.

In truth, you hadn't expected to come out here to begin with. But since your friend had an extra ticket for a popular cruise line in the area..how could you refuse? Plus, it's a great opportunity to see the sea life you're normally not that close to.

Speaking of said friend, they walk over to you and lean their arms on the rail beside you.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" They ask, grinning. "I'm glad I could ask you to come with me. Sights like these just wouldn't be the same alone." "Thanks for asking me to. Beats staying at home by myself, right?" "Couldn't have said it better. Maybe if we're lucky, we'll see some of the Mer." "Mer? As in merfolk? I thought those were myths?" You turn to them, a brow raised. "Oh no, they're very real. I've asked a few people around and they said they've caught glimpses of tails moving through the water out here at night. They must be looking for food or something." They shrug. "Huh..how unusual. I wonder what they look like.." You look back to the water, a bunch of ideas flowing through your head as you wonder about these unfamiliar creatures you'd only heard about in tales. "Me too. Maybe we'll spot one."

If there were merfolk out here, would they even approach? Surely they would be curious about this large structure during the water. But then again, they may have experience with these sort of things and wish to stay away. Which, of course, you'd completely understand should you be in their situation. Who knows how many hunters have gone out here to try and catch them for fame?

"It'd definitely be a sight." You lean on them, trying to spot any unusual colors in the water. For a moment you perk up at the sight of a tail, but it just turns out to be a dolphin.. you still say hello to it, though.

Things are peaceful for a bit, before you look up to notice that there are dark grey clouds forming in the sky; a storm's coming. Better get inside before something happens.

"Let's go in. I don't want to get caught in this rain." You suggest, pointing at the nearest door leading into the ship. Your friend agrees, walking inside with you and grouping up with several other passengers on board. An announcement is said over the intercom:

"Attention to all of our passengers, please remain calm. A storm is currently approaching us and should be moving out of this area shortly. Please remain indoors at all times and near a safe space until the coast is clear. Thank you."

"I wonder how bad of a storm it'll be?" You ask no one in particular, looking outside at the increasingly growing darker sky and the waves. Your friend perks up, having been focused on something else. "Hopefully not bad enough to end our trip early. It's been so fun here!" They comment, holding up their phone to check the weather and showing you.

It seems a big thunderstorm is arriving, lightning along with it. The winds will be moving like crazy.. You silently hope it doesn't knock out the ship's power somehow. Your friend rests their hand on your shoulder, a reassuring gesture but also to get your attention as you're snapped out of your thoughts.

"Hey, I'm gonna go get us some drinks. You gonna be alright on your own? I can stay or you can go with me if not." They offer, gesturing to a room nearby that leads to the dining area.

You nod. "Yeah, I'll be fine. You go on ahead, I'll wait here."

"Okay! Be back in a sec!" They run off, quickly dodging anybody that walks too close to them. You feel around in your pocket for your phone so you can watch something to pass the time, but..it isn't there. You were sure you placed it there earlier!

..That's right. You brought it outside with you. It must still be out there, you hope it hasn't already gotten wet!

You contemplate leaving your friend before deciding you'll just walk right back in, so you rush outside out of anyone's view to go and retrieve your phone. The wind harshly blows your hair behind you as well as your clothes, the rain gently hitting you from above and falling from the sky like thousands of tears.

Sure enough, your phone's exactly where you left it, beside the chair you'd been sitting in while getting some sun earlier. You carefully walk over to it, dodging the wind as you move as best you can to grab it. Once you finally have it in your hands, you're relieved that somehow it remained untouched.

Your friend rushes out, presumably having looked out the window and saw you, running over and almost slipping.

"Hey! Be careful out here, the wind's insane! What are you even doing?" They shout, holding onto the railing beside the two of you.

"I was just getting my phone, I left it out here and really did not want to lose it."

"Okay, well, just give it to me for now. I don't want you to lose it again and throw yourself into more danger." They hold out their hand, and you place it in their hand before the two of you begin walking back to the door you came out here from.

The wind picks up, much stronger than before. The ship slightly tilts due to the power of it, causing you to fall right onto the rail.

Your friend calls out your name as you reach out to them, before you're abruptly shoved back again, falling over the rail. They try their hardest to pull you back up, but in the end you ultimately fall into the water.

"Someone help! My friend just fell overboard!" You can hear them shout as they rush back inside. You hit the water abruptly, struggling to swim back up.

You fight, swimming as hard as you can, trying to reach the surface without running out of breath. Yet it seems the water keeps somehow pulling you back down.. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you continue to try, before you eventually fall unconscious from the lack of air..

A brief flash of bright blue fills your vision before your eyes shut. You sink slowly down into the sea..

Someone swims up to you. You can't see him, because you're out cold. He's beautiful; a mer-skeleton that had seen you fighting before you fainted, wanting to help you. His bright blue tail glistens beneath the water, his arms having tattoo-like blue markings along them as well as his ribcage. His bright blue eyelights dart over you in a worried manner as he finally reaches your sleeping form. He looks up to the surface before realizing you need air, holding you in his big strong arms as he swims up to the surface.

He pops his head out of the water before pulling you out with him. There's no response from you..

His eyelights dart around before he spots a set of rocks, swimming over and lying you down before pressing down on your chest. He repeats this process a few times, before saying distressed words in a language you probably wouldn't understand, were you awake to hear.

He apologizes, closing your nose and lifting your chin before pressing his teeth to your lips and blowing air in.. somehow, leaning up to take a breath before doing it one more time.. the moment he raises his head again, you spit out water, coughing as your eyes slowly blink open, filled with tears. You take deep breaths as you sit up, the skeleton resting his hand on your back as he supports you.

You look over your savior..a beautiful skeleton merman, who's greeting you with a warm smile. He seems to be relieved that you're okay. So they really do exist.. that's..crazy. And to think one just saved your life..

"Thank you." You say, hoping that somehow he'll understand if there's a language barrier. He pauses for a second, before letting out a quiet gasp and nodding, seeming to have understood.

You turn your head towards the ship, pointing to it. "Can you take me back? My friend is waiting."

He tilts his head a little, so out of curiosity, you try signing the words out to him. His eyelights widen a little bit, and he signs back.

'You Can Sign?' 'Yeah, learned how.' 'That's Great! I Should Take You Back Now Before Your Ship Leaves.' 'Thank you!'

He picks you up in a bridal carry of sorts, motioning for you to hold on before quickly swimming up to the boat. A ladder is quickly dropped down by some staff members for you to climb. You grab onto it, turning to the stranger.

'Thank you again. What's your name?' 'Blue! And You're Welcome, Human!'

You smile at him, pressing a small kiss to his cheek, causing his face to flush a bright shade of blue.

'I hope I'll see you again!' You climb up, hugging your friend who makes sure you're okay.

He gives you a wave, before disappearing into the sea.

"You have to tell me EVERYTHING." Your friend states, wrapping a towel around your shoulders as you walk inside.

"Yeah..let me get some time to think, first."

#swap sans x reader #merman swap sans #gender neutral reader #underswap x reader #utmv x reader #underswap sans #underswap sans x reader

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tokyosgarden · 2 years ago

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Monophobia pt. 2

"Rise and shine, [Y/N]! We got an honorary crew member, and it's important that we show her respect by meeting her!" [Y/N] rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and yawned. Sunlight seeped into her tiny bedroom on the Crux, casting a golden glow on her skin. Her bleary gaze was greeted with the sight of her brunette captain.

"M'kay. Just gimmie a sec and I'll be out." Her mouth opened for a yawn but instead, a cough came out in its place. Beidou's eyes rounded with worry.

"Is it getting worse? You can tell me if you need another day away from the wheel. I can give you another job or get Kazuha to check up on you," she suggested. [Y/N]'s grip on her mattress tightened as another set of painful coughs racked her body.

"[Y/N], please, I'm worried about you. You're my family, I don't want to see you in pain..." Beidou pleaded, softly. A wobbly smile tugged at [Y/N]'s lips.

"I'll be alright. I still have a few lucky stars to wish on." Beidou snorted.

"Well once those run out, I'll take you to Bubu Pharmacy." [Y/N] chuckled dryly as she watched the captain turn heel and walk out of her chamber.

The ocean breeze rolled over the deck in playful waves, washing them in its salty ethos. Boxes and crates were loaded onto the ship and a choir of grunts and yelling. At the center of it all was a mysterious blonde and her floating companion.

'That must be the honorary crew member Captain Beidou was talking about.' Many of [Y/N]'s crewmates greeted the traveler with enthusiasm. Kazuha was the sole exception. The wandering samurai sat on the ledge of the stern. He was reciting something to himself, perhaps a haiku he had been working on. To show her respect, [Y/N] waved at the traveler.

"Now, now, let's not overwhelm her. I get you guys are super excited to meet her, but we have to get these supplies to Inazuma before nightfall!" The crew answered Beidou's command with a unanimous "Yes captain!"

The wind conducted the orchestra that was the sea. It sent waves into crescendos' all through the ballad of the Crux's journey. The song of cheerful chatter and humming was the center piece of the beautifully composed music of their travel. Most of [Y/N]'s crewmates spent this time becoming acquainted with the blonde traveler, who's name she had found out was Lumine. Her admiration for Lumine was undeniable, but her fear had won her over and stopped her from approaching her. Instead, she turned to Kazuha.

"Hey, Kazu'. I was thinking about what you said about clouds yesterday, I still don't get it." Kazuha's lips curled into an amused smile.

"It's alright. Are you going to talk to Lumine?" [Y/N] shook her head.

"Nah, I'm scared she won't care much for me and think I'm a waste of time." She forced a chuckle out of her, to lighten the insecurities that had dropped heavily into her sentence. Kazuha got off the ledge and gave [Y/N] a gentle, reassuring tap on the shoulder.

"I'm sure she won't. I've spoken to her, and Lumine's a nice person. Plus, you're a dreamer. I'm sure she'll appreciate that." [Y/N] rolled her eyes. She rested her forearm on the ledge and gazed out at the endless glimmering denim.

"How reassuring." Kazuha chuckled.

"There's power in dreaming. Go ahead and give it a shot," he encouraged.

"Fine, but if I fail, I'll eat your heart out and not in the fun way."

[Y/N] coughed into her elbow as she walked over to Lumine. Currently, Yinxing was rambling on about her previous surgeries and how gruesome each one was.

"Hey, you must be Kazuha's friend." [Y/N] tipped her head to the side, curiosity rounding in her eyes.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" Lumine leaned against the walls of the ship. The salty breeze blew through her strands of gold. She smiled.

"I saw you guys talking and you seemed pretty comfortable with him. So I just assumed. I'm Lumine, by the way." [Y/N] grinned from ear to ear. So far everything was going great! No snarky comments and no spitting.

"Your name is everywhere in Liyue! My name's [Y/N]." Lumine stood back upright and held her hand out to [Y/N].

"Nice to meet you, [Y/N]."

Lumine had accepted her and every inch of the starlight [Y/N] carried, much to the dreamer's surprise. Sunset blossomed upon the horizon, pressing fine orange rays onto the gentle sea that hugged the ship's walls. Through [Y/N]'s squinting eyes, she managed to see the faint image of a dock.

"Crew, prepare to anchor the ship! Inazuma is right ahead!" Beidou called. The crew gave their yells of acknowledgement and cooperation. Two men headed for the anchor and most reached for the crates.

Once the ship had been anchored at the dock, a friendly-looking, blonde man approached them. He greeted Beidou and Kazuha and gave a wave of greeting to Lumine and the rest of the crew. [Y/N] couldn't be bothered to listen to whatever business stuff they were talking about. It wasn't her business, so she wasn't going to interfere or try to understand. Instead, her business was with the stars. Flecks of ethereal, glowing, silver were freckled across evening's dark gown. They forced [Y/N] into a trance. She had memorized the patterns in the sky countless of times, but the patterns never stayed the same. Sadly, not everyone wanted to mind their own business. A certain harbinger took an interest in [Y/N]'s stars, or maybe it wasn't her stars he was interested in.

'I found the brightest star.'

pt. 1

#scaramouche angst #scaramouche fanfic #genshin scara #scara x reader #genshin x you #genshin angst #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic

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mirror-to-the-past · 1 year ago

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Hi. Boom. Here's long assorted sleep deprived thoughts I'm gonna be face palming at later about my current KH3 impressions.

Finished Olympus, Corona, now I'm on Toy Box.

PUNTING DONALD INTO ORBIT. And low key, Goofy, too. Like, on one hand, they're just Some Guys and also cartoon characters that make me giggle every cutscene they're in and they just try to lighten the mood or whatever. On the other hand, narratively, NOBODY is getting off Sora's case oh my god. Like, they've teased him before but it feels much more frequent and pointed this game towards the things Sora is insecure about. "Haha, you know Sora, our forgetful, stupid, careless, rash, powerless, weak, codependent idiot! We love him. <3" (exaggerated for comedy but they really don't stop with the punches and it's so uncalled for lol) And he either takes it or lightly goes "hey..." half the time. Donald keeps talking shit, Goofy just lets it happen and whenever there's actually disputes where Sora sasses back a 'lil then he steps in and it gives off vibes of "now don't make your mother angry." They're questionable guardian figures. Rehoming Sora to Supportive Dad Mickey Mouse real quick out of saltiness. That said, Goofy kind of laying a steadying hand on Sora on the Trinity Sled and when he was upset about Eugene's "death" in Corona is sweet.

The face of someone doing completely well who says "I can take it" twice in a row just to prove how well he's doing:

Bestie. You're fifteen years old and running around in a world where tripping acid on identity issues, amnesia, and listening to vague monologues from strange predatory darkness men is another Tuesday.

Sora keeps spacing out and giving thousand yard stares especially throughout this game, and when Ienzo told him "yeah, your heart's not entirely yours!" And Sora just stared blankly at the phone like "figures." I just laughed, lol. He's just constantly pivoting between being occupied by and amazed by the Wonder™ of the world/absorbed by the hype of meeting new people and the Horrors™ presented by the constant tumult of foreign emotions and memories running through his little head, clearly to such a degree that it's no surprise to be told that there's whole fuckin people within him. Teenage experience, honestly. Love coming of age narratives that are just crazy fucking magic bs manifesting in dissociation central. What a guy.

I was in tears laughing when Sora was hearing voices in Twilight Town and thought Hayner and co. were those same voices for a sec and very enthusiastically, as though to prove himself went: "See?? :DDD Voices!" SORA, HONEY.

In other news of AAA-

Way to the Dawn just fucking broke? Why was everyone so calm? Am I missing something? Riku's like "aha gives me an excuse to skill up and get a better one-" child, I am gripping you by the shoulders. This blade is manifested as an extension of your heart, they don't just BREAK. Should I be concerned about the integrity of your soul, brother?

THE SCENE WITH KAIRI AND LEA/AXEL WAS SO SWEET, I WANT MORE OF THEM. NEED MORE OF THEM, ACTUALLY. When Kairi was like ":3 hehe I'm gonna beat your ass in the ring," and when he started CRYING because he caught a glimpse of Xion in her. 😭 Her letter to Sora was so fucking sad I am heartbroken how she becomes more alienated from her friends as time goes on. She went from sending the letter as a waypoint in KH2, like "please come back, here I am" to "you know where I am, but I'm still here talking to myself anyway." I. 👏 NEED. 👏 CLOSURE. 👏 Preferably for Kairi with both Sora and Riku, but they'll probably do just Sora but I dunno I don't want to get my hopes up or down. I just... I dunno, even if things aren't necessarily the same with all of them, I'd just like there to be something affirming where they stand because like even though the care they have for each other is obviously there, you can see it with all three of them in KH1 and KH2 (drives me up the walls bonkers when Riku shielded her with his body and Sora caught her when they were flashbanged), it's also like that feeling of a dwindling group chat kind of scenario. "That's right, no more waiting for you to come back from your adventures..." Props to VA that line was delivered so laden with hollowness. I hold Kairi in hands. Devastated.

THE FOCUS ON SAVING ROXAS HAS ME EXCITED. THAT IS ALL. I WAS YELLING AT SCREEN FOR FOREVER LIKE "USE A REPLICA" and then Riku finally was like "🤔✨...Replica?" And I went and mentally hoisted him onto my shoulders for a little "hip hip hooray" because the dots are connecting with the characters, fellas. I might see at least one of my peoples, soon.

Riku's VA just sounds like he's given up for this game and it's killing me, lol. Voice direction just hasn't been in his favor so far.

Mickey Mouse and Riku bonding time in hell. Riku's like "wow, mouse dad, I feel less riddled with self doubt these days. It's pretty nice to feel like a go-getter, haha, wonder why tho?" And Mickey Mouse is like... "Well... 🏳️��🌈...! :D" Riku goes: "🤔... 🏳️‍🌈👍." strength to protect what matters And then that's that. Back to reconnaissance mission for lost veteran. Cinematic perfection.

Sora is still a certified Disney princess, if anyone's curious. He got his dance number in for this game, and he had birds gently circle around him and land on his finger.

Marluxia: "Ah yes, we finally reunite." Sora: "who"

I still can't tell if anyone has debriefed Sora, Donald, and Goofy about what happened in Castle Oblivion yet in any way. I'm wondering why they're (writers) playing that particular plot line so close to their chest.

Adorable how well Sora and Rapunzel got along. While Sora is a friend to all and shit it's really sweet seeing how he still seems to have bonds where he personally clicks with some characters more than others. And all for good reasons- like matching with his traits. I imagine him, Rapunzel, Ariel, and Hercules get brunch at the Bistro now, and no one can take this from me. Also Hercules is such a Sora hypeman, cheering him on even when he's getting crushed by a building. He passes the vibe check 100%.

I manifested my gag attack concept from my BBS post halfway into being and I'm so happy about it, lol. Thank you Hercules from hit movie Hercules for swinging Sora around in a circle like a broadsword in your special attack. I think more people should use him as a broadsword for enrichment reasons.

THEY CUT OUT THE SNUGGLY DUCKLING FROM TANGLED. SO MUCH POTENTIAL HAS BEEN LOST FROM CANON. I WILL NEVER RECOVER.

"how do I get power of waking when it didn't work the normal way Hercules," "idk Sora maybe you've got to be in love like I am," "well shit. guess I should get me some of that love superpower. Oh btw how come happily married Mickey Mouse and my best friend Riku are the only dudes that have the power of waking I'm confused," "...idk Sora" "okay, bye herc" (can you see my sleep deprivation leaking yet, I'm connecting the dots though, I promise, trust my methods 🤣)

IT TOOK ME 7 TRIES TO CRACK A FUCKING EGG. Remy Ratatouille looks at me like a disappointed father

Weaponized amusement park ride powers are so badass actually. I love the teacups and wish I could inflict them on my enemies, too.

Sora now has GUN. "Shooting" Star, indeed.

Sora and Rapunzel splashing in da water. 💦🥰 So cute.

WHY DID THEY PUT THEIR WHOLE ASS INTO THE FAKE VIDEO GAME TRAILER IT LOOKED SO SICK. I was so confused though I saw the dude and was like... Riku?? Wtf you're HD, my guy! Wait, you've got heterochromia and are chasing after a girl, mistook you for someone else, my bad.

There is a dog on my gummi ship roof and he will stay there until I finish the game.

Twilight Town is gorgeous and I now know the answer for "if I could pick a video game place to live" that's not just Stardew or Pokemon or something.

"I can't computer so... do that." Me too, Sora. Helping him learn his phone by having him take a ton of pictures, though. I'd like to imagine he sends them to his buddies or is excited to show them later or something. That would be so <3

The Kingdom Hearts social media posts are so funny to me for some reason btw. You get surreal shit like Riku pain-posting "I wonder if I'm the reason Ansem looks the way he does :/" and. The sideway frown just sent me. No, I can't explain why. Just comedy gold. "Mfw when possession :/" "sometimes I think about when my friend was in a coma for a year :/" "y'know I wonder what my family felt when my home was overcome with darkness because of me. Did it hurt? Were they afraid? Well they're back now but I wonder that sometimes. :/"

Maleficent is me trying to track down Luxu and shake him for answers. I don't even care if it's bad she finds it, I need to know what's in the damn box.

Buzz Lightyear going "this plot sounds ridiculous and absurd. Of course you're acting like this is normal, pitiful JRPG character." Sora: ":'D"

GET IN THE ROBOT, SORA.

#kingdom hearts 3 first playthrough #kingdom hearts #kh3 #kh sora #sora

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justicerikai · 2 years ago

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Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #59 Brushing teeth (in the morning)

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

Rikai: Goodmorning, Iori-san

Iori: Ah, ‘morning~

Iori: Gonna brush your teeth?

Rikai: Yes

Iori: One sec

Rikai: Excuse me?

Iori: Okay, open wideee-

Rikai: HUH!?

Rikai: No, I’m good. I’ll do this myself.

Iori: I’m brushing.

Rikai: I said I’m good!

Iori: I wanna brush. It’s morning service.

(Rikai keeps refusing)

Iori: Stay put

(Iori forcing his toothbrush in Rikai’s mouth)

Iori: So? It’s relaxing, yeah~?

Rikai: It’s needlessly bothersome!

Ohse: …..

Rikai: ………

Rikai: Ooh, Saru. Morning.

(Sarukawa doesn’t answer)

Rikai: Morning.

(Sarukawa still doesn’t answer)

Rikai: MOOOOOOOORNINGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!

Sarukawa: SHUDDUP!

Rikai: Saru, you have to brush more orderly.

Rikai: Incorrect.

Rikai: Without using force, let the bristles of your toothbrush stand up right.

Rikai: No wrong, wrong, you’re doing it completely wrong.

Rikai: You won’t brush like that. And if you don’t you’ll end up becoming Bad Breath Bradley.

Rikai: Rikai-oniisan won’t associate with such a person.

Rikai: Your future is riddled with cavities.

Rikai: Are you listening to me Bad Breath Bradley-

Sarukawa: SHUT THE FUCK UUUUUUUUP——–!

Sarukawa: …….

Terra: Goodmorning Sarukawa-kun

Sarukawa: Yo

(Saru kicks Terra’s ass)

Terra: Did you seriously just kick my behind right now?

Sarukawa: Nu-uh

Terra: You did.

Sarukawa: Nuuu-uh

Terra: Stop that? You’ll die by paying for your sins, you know?

(Saru kicks Terra’s ass)

Terra: Don’t kick me

Sarukawa: Ain’t kickin’

Terra: I am in a hurry. So don’t get in the way.

(Saru kicks Terra’s ass)

Terra: DON’T kick me!

Sarukawa: Ya got it wrong

Sarukawa: Toothpaste’s over here. Get it

Terra: Eh? Toothpaste?

Terra: Ah, you’re right. Thank you♪

Terra: OOUUEEEUUUGH!

Terra: SALTY!

Sarukawa: AHAHAHA

Terra: SARUUUUUU—-!

Terra: ….

Amahiko: Goodmorning, Beauty.

Terra: You’re too close.

Amahiko: And you’re beautiful as ever in the morning.

Amahiko: Mornings have a different kind of charm to them.

Amahiko: Have you realized it yourself?

Ohse: ….

Amahiko: Beautiful from this angle

Amahiko: Ah, this angle is fine too.

Amahiko: What about over here?

Amahiko: Aah, sexy

Amahiko: Mmm~ Smells nice too

Terra: I’M BRUSHING MY TEETH!?

Amahiko: Hm?

Terra: Your attitude this early in the day is exhausting

Amahiko: Not only our teeth, but our hearts and bodies, that place and that other place

Amahiko: Let’s Sexy Brush Up

Terra: ANNOYING!

Amahiko: Goodmorning, Fumiya-san

Fumiya: ‘ùé$”^’é”ç….

Amahiko: Eh?

Fumiya: ‘“(ç!à////……….

Amahiko: Fumiya-san, are you alright?

(Fumiya collapses)

Amahiko: FUMIYA-SAN!? You’re still asleep aren’t you!?

Amahiko: Please wake up!

(Fumiya stumbles around and water splashes everywhere)

Amahiko: AAAAAAAAH——! FUMIYA-SAAAAAAAAN!

Iori: What’s wrong!?

Rikai: What is it!?

(Rikai and Iori notice Fumiya getting soaked and panic, trying to help him out)

Ohse: ……..

Ohse: Hehe…

Ohse: ….

Ohse: …Phew

Everyone: Goodmorning

Ohse: UWOAH…!

#charisma house #charismahouse #kusanagi rikai #motohashi iori #terra #minato ohse #tendou amahiko #ito fumiya #sarukawa kei

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arickaandherfictionalothers · 2 years ago

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Harry is MY boyfriend; you don’t tell me who to love-!

(Part two)

(Aricka x Harry Hook. Aricka and the Hero Kids. Aricka and the Isle Kids. Aricka and Chad Charming.)

(The aftermath.)

(Note: in my Descendants canon Emma Swan is the teen daughter of Snow and David Charming, of the White Kingdom. Killian is the son of Will and Elizabeth Turner. )

Evie, Aricka and Harry stumbled into the room the Charming twins shared together (their mother had payed the school to allow them to be in the same dorm), and Mal magically locked the door behind them. Aricka was pulled onto her bed, which currently housed Chad, Uma, Gil, Aziz, and also now herself and Harry.

Harry pushed her so she was leaning against her twin; and he surprised everyone (excluding herself and Uma) by laying his head down on her shoulder, arms wound tightly as possible around her middle. She busied herself by running her fingers through his too perfectly gelled hair, mussing it up back to his usual style, noting that Chad was undoing her own perfect French braids- all twelve of them, symbolizing the hour her mother ran down the palace steps when she was still just a scullery maid- and detangling every knot and snarl he came across with a gentle hand.

Mal and Evie were warding the room, while Ben and Jay and Doug were discussing how to keep everyone in the room safe until the noise died down. Uma was doing the opposite of Chad and was braiding Gil’s hair, the golden curls easily manageable and braidable it seemed. Aziz was texting furiously- probably letting his awesome protective parents know that he and his friends and cousins were okay and all in one place.

Carlos, Lonnie, Audrey, Jane L, Jane C, Emma, and Killian were all on Chad’s bed, Carlos being wedged between Jane LaFae and Audrey, both girls asking if he was alright and seeming very protective of him.

Aricka’s stomach churned and she felt like she might cry. She was suddenly aware of a presence in front of her and she looked up to see Azalea hovering nearby, a worried look on xeir face. The look was enough to make her face crumble and the first few tears fall down her cheeks. “Oh- oh no,” she mumbled, “my- my makeup- it’s- I’m- oh no-!”

Harry immediately sat up, hands coming up to cup her face, thumbs wiping away the salty water slipping from her eyelids, as her shoulders began to shake. “Love, you’re not tainted, not dirty. Crying is natural and healthy and your body needs this release to move forward. Just let it happen. You’re safe here; everyone here loves you.”

“But my mascara- my eyeshadow- I’m dirty, Harry. Unclean. Gross….”

“You are absolutely not gross,” Evie says, tugging one of Aricka’s hands from Harry’s grip, “I cry all the time, am I dirty? Or unclean?”

“N-no-!” Aricka cried, face pale and eyes red rimmed. “Evie you’re beautiful and lovely and smart and kind and-!”

“Then so are you. Purely because you are an Auradon girl who never stops trying to be better and to understand.”

“I can’t- Chad- she said- she said-!”

“I got this,” Chad says, “excuse me a sec Harry.” The pirate moved over so Chad could take his spot. “Hey sis-a-roo. Sis. Sissy. Twinny. Look at me. I’m right there with you. I don’t think what our mother taught us was right. If we were gonna be rejected the second we showed a flaw or imperfection everyone would’ve already left but look up.” She shook her head. “Ariellllllll….” He sang. “Come on tiny. Teeny. Itsy-bitsy…. Starburst?” Nothing. “Butterfingers?” The name got her to finally look up at Chad only. “Look around us. Please?”

She glances around the room to see what Chad saw-

Everyone was still there. Watching her, granted, and yes that was humiliating all in itself but they-

They didn’t think she was loathsome for having runny makeup and nose. For having a torn skirt. For having a bright red slap imprint on her cheek.

“Chad…” she whispered. “You- they- I don’t understand-?”

“Oh, evil,” Mal says, “of course you knew how to comfort us about our crappy parents; you’ve got a crappy mom.” The purple haired demigoddess Fae suddenly marched over and wrapped the pale-blonde princess in a protective but careful embrace, “my mom used to do the same thing- act all flowery and sweet one minute and the next she was pulling the rug from underneath me.” Aricka was shaking again, face pressed firmly against Mal’s light purple jacket. “You’re une princesse guerrière, and I am going to be your fée protectrice.”

Aricka gulps and whispers, “You are ma reine des fées, Mal. Have been for a while. Ma reine dragon, as well.”

“She’s right about that, min modige kriger,” Uma says, wrapping herself around Chad, “while your perfect parents tried to take our voices- while my mother stole voices- Aricka, you GAVE us your voice. Gave us A voice. You spoke for us when we couldn’t or risk being sent back to the Isle.”

“U-Uma, I wish you had been born here; safe, wish we could’ve all been friends from the beginning,” Aricka croaked; and then Uma was hugging her, saying,

“That’s why you were our first chosen friend here. You never once saw us as different, you saw us as friends you just hadn’t truly met yet. You saw us as equals. You explained to us how you worked, how life here worked.”

“She’s right, meine Kriegerprinzessin,” Evie said, adding to everyone calling Aricka a warrior princess. “We chose you.”

“Since the moment we met you’ve been my compass, my treasure, mo chridhe, love, nobody is replacing you.”

“Chad; we didn’t forget you, you’re every bit as dear as your twin. You both helped us in different ways.” Then CHAD was crying and Aricka gripped her brother and then every VK and Hero Kid was in a giant cuddle heap.

“I- I can’t believe she hit me,” Aricka whispers. “She’s never hit me before-,”

“And if she knows what’s good for her she never will again,” Jay said, affirmed by Azalea.

“I’m going to make protection bracelets for you and Chad; if she tries anything you’ll just have to activate the beam and we can teleport to you or vice versa,” Mal swore.

“Same here princess, you and all the hero kids, you’re all getting some form of a protection charm,” Uma adds.

“I want one for Aricka Page,” Seb White suddenly spoke up. “She can handle herself but- it would make me feel better. Knowing we can find each other.”

“We can make that happen,” Azalea assured. “Everyone in this room has done so much to help us it’s the least we can do.”

“Indeed,” Evie says. “I will make sure that all of you get something of ours to ensure everyone knows you’re under our protection.”

“Hey-um-princess Aricka-?” Gil. Aricka wiggled up so she could see the blond pirate. “Those things you said back there- did you really mean that?”

Aricka and Chad don’t even glance at each other as they both move over to Gil, moving as two parts of the same brain almost. Aricka slowly reaches for Gil and then when he didn’t flinch or move away she wrapped her arms carefully around him, Chad doing the same. “Gilly…” she says. “You are the sunshine of this group. We need sunshine to thrive. We all love and need you, Sunny. Don’t doubt your place here. You try so hard; and you’re so Good. You just absorb everything good like a sponge, and you smile at the smallest pleasures. I’m proud to call you my friend. My sunshine. My Gil.”

“And you’re super strong and athletic,” Chad adds. “You’re going to be one of the best graduating Tourney players in Auradon. And one of the best swords and shields players. I bet you could even learn to be a super amazing chef, with all the recipes you’ve been working on.”

By now the “sunshine” of the group was crying too, and Aricka sent Uma a panicked apologetic glance, only for the teal-haired pirate to wave her on. “It’s okay Gil, they mean it,” Uma asserts. “Aricka and Chad only say what they mean. If they say you’re sunshine, they’re just affirming what we all think and know.”

“Oh wow…” Gilly said, glancing at the twin royals who looked so much like him- Aricka with her light blue eyes and pale blonde hair; Chad with his smile and curls and the similar facial structure. “Oh, wow… you really mean it- you meant it all-,”

Aricka was about to speak and assure him when the door opened-

And her dad walked in,

Then everything went chaotic once again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

@astralshipper @rosieshipper @hyperionshipping @yeehawselfshipping @letsgofoletsgo @tsundere-selfship @sappy-secrets @rosepetalcharm @mariposalass

#hooks and harmony #pirate brother #pirate bestie #blueberry princess #my dragon queen

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bh-writingdump · 5 months ago

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"That’s… not good.”

You grumble, cradling your head as you stumble.

A swarm of blue rolls toward you. “I’m.. fine.” you drunkenly mumble.

The smell of citrus invades your nostrils. You’re yanked back and the world drops away into an endless black void.

You gasp, unable to breath. You claw at your neck only to be thrown back into reality. At first, you panic that you’d somehow passed up and woken up back in the Half-Way motel bathroom. The 70s style bathroom style makes your skin want to crawl.

What happened?

You stare up at eir, sweat beading down eir forehead. Eir hand remains on your shirt collar like you’d dissolve into dust otherwise.

“Theta?” You try.

Ey lets go, stumbling out the bathroom before slamming the door behind em. “STAY. DOWN.”

Great.

Fucking great.

You prop your head against the cool tub. “Ow.” Sighing, you call. “Theta-buddy, you know I don’t mind crashing at your place but mind getting me some—”

The air in front of you crackles with yellow electricity before ey bursts through. Eir eye lights fully yellow now as ey kneels beside you, the cyan entirely absent. Ey cups your cheek, helping you take a very salty smelling beverage than you only too late realize is probably a healing medicine rather than a pain pill. You gag, almost spitting it up if not for em tilting your head back, forcing you to finish the drink. Immediately, ey covers your mouth. “SWALLOW.” Ey commands.

“Give me your phone.”

“Don’t have one.”

Ey nods to something in the distance.

You shudder as you do, the need to throw up almost impossible to ignore. Once you do, ey sprays a foam at the base of the door, then disappears in a burst of yellow electricity.

You crawl to toward the door but the head ache’s still there, making the room spin. You gag, moving back to the tub to brace yourself. No way you would be able to stand up enough to open the door.

Taking out your phone, you dial the only number you usually do in a time like this.

Unfortunately, Man Behind the Desk’s phone goes straight to voice mail. You try again with the library’s front desk.

“This is Oakland Library, how can I –”

“Moniker Squatch here, put Man behind the Desk on, yeah?”

“Squatch! You’re alive. Everyone’s saying you’re dead.”

“Not dead, just moved. You know ~magic~” You explain to the human while slumping further back into the tub. “Mind you know—”

“Everyone has been so worried! I smelled the magic in the air and you know how sensitive I am to magic. So… I thought, for sure, there’s no way you could’ve gotten out unscathed. I asked Roger and he agreed to. There’s even a doctor ready to check your wounds. Do you have many? Are you bleeding?”

“Maggie—”

“—And we’ve looked EVERYWHERE for you. Dedra even went into the basement. THE basement. You know how ne feels about it. you’ve seen. Remember, on Arbor day?”

God, why did you get the librarian who’s a nervous talker?”

“MAGGIE. I. NEED. MAN BEHIND DESK. NOW. Comprendo?”

“MBD? Why didn’t you just call him?”

“He. Isn’t. Picking. Up.”

“Ooooh, why didn’t you just say so?”

If you don’t explode today, you might just swallow a thousand needles.

On the other end, there’s a lot of shuffling, “but ze specifically asked for—”

“Margine…”

The librarian lets out a put-upon sigh. “Alright, alright… but keep zem on the line. I’ll go fetch MBD.” She sighs, “I’m putting Patridge on the line for a sec. She’ll help you—”

“Mags, please don’t.”

“It’ll only be a second! Don’t worry, she’s amazing at helping sort these things out. Did you know she has experience in field medicine?”

“Great. Thanks, Mags.” You hang up, sighing. Then you try the phone again.

This time you call the Polo number. “Hello, you’ve reached the Crisis Hotline. Please give your name and the problem.”

“Squatch. Bottle of scotch.”

“Sir…”

“Mix Squatch but you can call me late for dinner.”

“If this is a prank..”

“Nope! Heard about the situation down at the library.”

“This is an emergency number only.”

“I’m a friend of the Lost joy who lost eir cool. Moniker Tutor. Helping em calm down. Need some… advise.”

There’s a long pause. “What’s your location?”

“Honestly, can I just talk? kinda overwhelmed right now.”

Another long pause. “Is ey preventing you from speaking? Cough if yes.”

“Nobody’s… ugh, I don’t know where ey is but eir not here. I’m just tired. My head hurts, I want to help my friend but ey’s so scared ey battened down the hatches like we’re gonna be invaded. I want to help but my head hurts and it’s not like it’s even hurt anymore.”

Out of nowhere, ey appears, eye lights out. Ey hops int the tub, seemingly not caring about the phone call. Eir magic sparks along your arms, smarting. “Due! Watch the sparks.” Ey climbs behind you, holding onto you like a koala bear does a tree.

“Jerk.” You mumble, something wet soaks through the back of your shirt.

“What was that?”

“I found em.”

“… are you okay?”

“ey’re not. Fuck. I don’t know how to do this.” You feel like your soul’s being torn apart. You need to help, do something but all you can feel is the crushing pressure that whatever you do will land em in a worse spot. Fuck, you sure do know how to pick them, don’t you?

“Still there?”

“Yup.”

Good.. good.” The operator sighs. “Are either of you endanger of dusting?”

You sigh, “I don’t think so.”

Without thinking, you grab eir wrist, pressing your phallanges into the magic between eir joints. It sparks and crackles, biting at your fingers. “ey’s fine.”

“And you?”

“Pretty good.”

“Perform a diagnostic check.”

You can’t help but laugh. “It’s just a check. like.. have you ever checked a monster?”

There’s a shuffling on the other end of the line, more voices. “A negotiator and Patridge would like too.”

“You put Patridge on the line, I’ll break this phone.”

“I see…”

More muffled talking.

“Patridge has left the room.”

“Fan-fucking-tastiic. Could you listen in on us…. operator?”

“Emily.”

“Emily, think I’ll stay on the line if your level head is here.’

A short pause. “That can be arranged.”

More shuffling before Emily clears their voice. “Negotiator Wit and Crisis Captain Andy are here.”

“Hi. Sorry, I forgot t bring refreshments a little tied up at the moment.” N ne laughs. Damn, rough crowd. “What can I do you for?”

Softer voiced monster you recognize as Euc the Sloth says, “Before we start, are you safe?”

“I’m fine.” You growl.

“That’s… good to hear.” Euc hums. “Andy and I were concerned when we couldn’t locate you. We were… hoping you’d help us. Can you describe your surroundings?”

You sigh, pinching your nose. “Let’s cut to the chase, I’m tired. My greatest dream in life, at this gorgeous moment, is to sleep. Forever or until this headache goes away. Whichever comes first.”

“That must be very… upsetting.”

“Euc, lemme handle this.” A deeper fellow with a Southern accent interrupt. “With all due respect Squatch, he punched you. We gotta get you out of there pronto.”

“Wow, I’ve always wondered why monsters don’t call this number.”

“Beg your pardon?”

“It’s like you’ve been raised under a rock.” You hold the phone like you just picked up a turd. “Emily, are you still there?”

“… Yes, I am.”

“Mind slapping Andy for me. I think he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.”

In the background, you hear a clipped snort. “Andy isn’t on the call.”

“That wasn’t necessary, I liked Andy. Did you know that Andy hates the sound of farting noises?”

You pause, waiting for a reply, nobody does before ripping a big one.

There’s a distant. “YOU POND SCUMMING CRETIN!”

“Is he gone now?”

“To the next county, the operator adds.

The negotiator lets out a long sigh. “Andy… please don’t climb up there… never mind.”

“Tell Andy if he stays up there long enough, I can bring him an even better surprise.” You chuckle. “Bring the phone to him.”

Emily lets out a long insufferable sigh. “Mx Squatch.”

“Some call me that.”

“You called for assistance?”

“And you’ve assisted me wonderfully. I feel a whole lot better. Euc, you need to adopt your colleague’s go getter attitude.”

“Thanks.” Emily says in monotone.

You chuckle, “remind me I owe you a cake when this is all over.”

With your limited brain power left, you say, “here’s the deal, ey should be chill by morning. I need to know what happens then”

“Ey’ll be on house arrest.”

“How does ey get food?”

The tapper of keys echoes through the phone. “rations say that ey has plenty to last the two weeks. But if ey doesn’t, then a Crisis Counselor will deliver it to the door.”’

“You mean they’ll leave it at the door, right?”

Soft taking amongst them. Before Euc chimes in, “Due to how small.. your friends quarters are your friend will be confined. We can’t risk em leaving.”

“Great. I’ll stay.”

“That is highly inadvisable.” Euc remarks not a moment later.

“Cool, I don’t care. Is there a rule for counseling?”

“I understand you—”

A beeping sound then Emily’s voice comes on the line. “Are you okay?” Your voice cracks as you laugh. “I’m guessing that’s a no.”

“Dead straight..”

“Would you like me to call in the morning or…?”

“Morning. Unless you wanna hear me snore.”

“For legal reasons, I must say I don’t mind.”

“heh, sweet. Welp, how’s sunrise sound?”

By the time you hang up, you’re not sure if you’ll sleep. So much adrenaline and you’d been on the phone an hour. How’s that even possible?

You groan, sitting up. “Yo! Teach, time to wake up.” No answer.

“Teach…? Theta?”

As you sit up, you notice eir fingers loosened considerably. You turn, staring at the sleeping bone-body below you. Cheeks stained with dandelion yellow tears and a frown not even sleep can wipe away. You can’t help wiping some way, earning a grunt.

“Okay, bud, let’s get you to bed.” You scoop em up. You expect em to be heavier as dead weight, but eir surprisingly light. Setting em in bed, you turn on the TV, flipping idly through the channels.

[Oakland Ch2, pg4] cont -->

#oakland story

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angeltism · 1 year ago

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Honestly let me be salty for a moment oh my GOD some beings are sooo annoying and so fucking . how do I say this . I just KNOW how they put conventionally attractive beings or characters or both above those who are nawt conventionally attractive . Rant under the cut I'm angy

So what tf am I on about ? MY HUSBAND . THE WAY THE FANDOM HAS TREATED HIM I SWEAR TO GODDDDDD .

Blue-haired S1 Shi was treated so gross by so many and if I had a dollar every time I read somebun being ableist back then I'd have had a small fortune . I had chuckled at the crusty jokes a little , because I was young and hadn't read up about BFRBs (body-focused repetitive behaviors , such as compulsive hair ripping or in his case , skin picking) , skin conditions and was generally less mature but even then it felt odd how nobody really . . . Talked about him aside from that , and like , maybe one other topic I'll get to in a sec with minimal conversation about anything else !

Of course I perhaps wasn't looking at certain sides of the fandom , and I have no doubt a small group of beings genuinely liked him / talked about him and his backstory / wrote things that weren't just sexua.lization but the loud majority on this was like this , y'know ? It was all "haha crusty ewww stinky" n shit like that , or the occasional "degenerate gamer [insert pure sexua.lization here]" but I never recall seeing more than maybe a handful of genuine appreciation for him , or curiosity / concern for his backstory .

And then came white-hair Shi , which I suppose I could blame some of what I'm about to talk about on the fact this change also came with him having a big moment w Chis.aki , but when it happens to this scale I cannawt provide that much benefit of the doubt .

I suddenly saw so many more beings start loving him , and although I'm happy it led to others opening their eyes on a character whom I truly love it all felt weird . Out went the insults and disgust , and immediately came so much love . But I'm nawt even really sure if that's the right word .

With all this sudden positivity , a lot of writing or art or whatever containing certain themes suddenly popped up . Beings who would talk down about him now seemed to still find him disgusting , but in a way that could please them . I have no issue with writing works like that , however , being who's apparently actually reading this ?? , it feels a bit upsetting to watch others only like uur favorite character because they can write him as some kind of massive , violent pervert .

I don't know I'm just so salty because I've loved him since way , way before he had that redesign . I love how he looks with his white hair , and it's what he was always meant to have , but I can't help but always think about how it's a safe bet to believe that lots of those who have accounts full of only thirst for him and claim to be his fans were also probably throwing around insults and making fun of him for his hygiene a few years ago .

Also like . Insert that one post that goes if uu claim to be a fan of a character but only care about them when uu can sexu.alize them uu are nawt a fan of that character . Okay . That's all I just had to get this off my chest bc I genuinely care so much about this for no reason and need somewhere to put it lol .

#➳ the fool speaks

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xoryugujixo · 2 years ago

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“𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈?“

𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩!𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

cw: facefucking, use of a vibrator, facial, degradation, slight hair pulling, barley implied chubby reader, slight bimbo reader

masterlist

as always kaminari was sitting in front of his PC and you laying on his bed watching his finger furiously working the keyboard, with the LEDs radiating against his milky skin. and of course, they were displaying the color pink because as soon as you walked inside his small slightly messy room it was the first thing you commented on.

laying on his bed was getting more and more bored by the second. especially when you were promised a good time upon arrival.

“kami, it's s’boringgg, can we do something, please?”

“yeah just a sec babe,” releasing a long whine as this was the third time he’s said this. assuming denki is no long even listening to your words anymore and just letting out an automated response whenever his ears pick up your voice. so instead of sitting on his bed for the rest of your visit, you walk over to him to see what has him so invested on the screen.

wrapping your arms around his shoulders and placing your head on top of his. “what game even is this kami?” in this position, he was unable to answer as his mind went blank. maybe it was because kaminari could feel your warm plush tummy pushed against his back or how he felt the steadiness of your breathing.

“umm, i-it’s something new y’know,” he stuttered out with flushed cheeks and a small smile. but you were too distracted by his discord chat to notice the red renting his ears.

“what does glazed mean kami?” you asked squinting your eyes to see the continues messages pop up. kaminari wasn’t able to comprehend what had just left you in a pouted lip confusion.

flexseal💪💯: get glazed bitch 💀

a true loss for words, kaminari had no idea what to say. he knew you weren’t really into gaming that much so he doesn’t blame you for not knowing some terms.

“kami are you okay? i’m sorry if i did something wrong.”

he was starting to lose it. denki always had a thing for your innocence in these type of situations, even though you both were far from it.

“no i promise you haven’t! it’s j-just.. you re-remember last night right?”

you were left stumped for a second trying to figure out what you boyfriend was referring to, then it hit you like a truck.

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“fuck baby, you always take me so good.”

this sentence always went straight down to your pulsating sex, influencing more clear nectar to spill its way out onto the vibrator underneath you. especially when his swollen cock was stuffed in your throat.

“why dont you look up with those big brain-dead eyes babe." doing as told, looking up at denki as best as you could even as he rammed you throat.

"and keep moving those fucking hips bitch. dont think i didn't notice you stopped."

even if it was agonizing you listened as always, because with this view who would complain. denki's thighs were spread, sweat glistening on his torso and chest, and his head thrown back with loud whimpers escaping.

he slowly brought up a hand to the back of you head to get a firm grasp on your hair releasing a breathy string of curses.

“shit, i don’t know if im gonna last," the whines that left his mouth only made you only rut harder against the vibrator.

“f-fuck y/n!”

expecting the usual warm salty nectar to spill into your mouth instead you feel something land on the center of your forehead and cheeks. being startled when it starts to drip down restricting your vision.

“oh! sorry babe give me one sec!”

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“nope, i kinda forgot. can you show me?”

#anime smut #gn reader #denki kaminari smut #denki kaminari x y/n #male reader #fem reader #x reader #reader insert #bnha smut #mha smut

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halfmoondaze · 3 years ago

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Could you do reader and jack having sec on the beach or the sea

By the Sea

You and Jack felt like teenagers fooling around as you run along the beach giggling to each other. The beach was deserted as it was dusk and the only company was the waves that were crashing against the shore.

The sea glistened as the rays of the golden hour reflected on it, waves crashed along the shore and the wind blew a salty breeze.

Eventually, you and Jack found a spot with a beach bench nearby and relaxed there while admiring the sunset. You sat in between his legs while his arms wrapped around your upper body. This was bliss.

Things took a turn when you felt something familiar press against your back.

“I need you now” you felt Jack whisper in your ear.

“Out here?”

“Yeah”

“Jack, what if we get caught?” you asked looking at him.

“I don’t see anyone around” he shrugged.

He planted kisses along your shoulder and your neck until he found the sweet spot behind your ear.

A quiet whimper escaped your lips.

He laughed at himself.

He placed his hands underneath your clothes until they found your breast. Then he started rubbing circles with his fingers in your nipples earning a loud gasp from you.

“Does that feel good?” he whispered against your ear as your felt his hot breath hit your skin.

Overwhelmed by the sensation, you managed to nod in response.

“Jack” you cried.

“Yes?”

“I need more please” you said out of breath.

“Hey, it's ok. Come here” he said while pulling you into his lap.

“Let's get this out of the way” he said before removing each piece of your clothing, taking his time with each item while maintaining eye contact.

Then he aligned himself in your entrance.

As soon as both of your bodies made contact, you and Jack closed your eyes in pleasure, as you wrapped your legs and arms around him and sank in.

He placed both of his hands on your hips as he placed you down on him. You, on the other hand, wrapped your legs around him feeling him closer to you than ever.

The only sounds that could be heard were the ones of you and Jack’s heavy breathing.

After staying in the same position for a few minutes, Jack gently pulled away from your embrace and gave you a look to ask you if you could keep going. In which you nodded in response.

He started thrusting into you slowly. Eventually, his hips took over as he found a rhythm. His movements increased to the point he was straight-up pounding you against the beach bench.

Your hands found their way into Jack’s hair as they thread into his curls.

Your vision started to get blurred by the tears streaming down your face as you were so overwhelmed by the pleasure.

“You're doing so well for me princess” he whispered into your ear as he continued his movements.

The only sounds that could be heard were the ones of you and Jack’s heavy breathing. Eventually, you buried your face in his neck to muffle the sounds of your moans.

“Jack” you whimpered.

“I know baby, I know” he said thrusting into you sloppily, indicating he was close.

Both of you came together.

A few minutes later, he pulled out and helped you out. You and Jack scrambled to put on your clothes before getting caught.

Jack looked around and to his relief, there was still no one around.

“See? Told you we wouldn’t get caught”

You gave him a look.

“C’mon, don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it” he laughed at you.

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noritoshiikamo · 3 years ago

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oooh the last idea about sukuna telling itadori what to do, but instead of the feet its just him teaching itadori how to be a dom?

okay i had that thoughts, like its itadori alright but the one moving the body isn't itadori, it's sukuna yall see where am i going with this???

tw slightly dubcon (reader thinks its itadori fucking them but its not), itadori/sukuna x reader, unsafe sex, some spitting, idk i feel like i forgot how to write smut for a sec

tagging @lazy10ieiri and @duskamethyst bcs she was being annoying in the dm

like you love yuuji, but sometimes he treats you like you would break the moment he thrusts too hard. and it frustrated you because you tried to be subtle. you left fingernails marks on his back and when you apologized and said you were into it thinking it would spark a whole conversation about what you are into, but he just laughed sheepishly and brushed it off. saying it would heal and such. being too forward also went over his head. no amount of harder please could change his mind.

"i want you to really fuck me, yuuji. like pull my hair, fuck me like a dumb slut kind of fuck."

your lewdness made his cheeks reddened, "i d-don't want to hurt you."

you shook your head, your palms pressed against his sweaty chest, "you won't. i'll let you know if you hurt me," you pulled him by the neck, your lips met, "you could never hurt me, yuu." he swallowed all your moans as his tip slipped past. you always love the feeling of his shaft splitting you apart slowly, what startled you this time was his urgency. you called out his name, eyes rolled back as he rutted completely inside you. the stretch burned deliciously, it sparked something inside you.

when your eyes met his, your brows furrowed, "yuu?"

but he was in dazed. unknowingly to you, he was mentally fighting his inner demon, literally. "you can't even please your slut, pathetic," the cursed spirit chuckled, dodging the skull thrown by the human.

"she's not a slut, she's my girlfriend."

sukuna's eyes sparkled, "let me show you how."

it startled you when his hand wrapped itself around your neck, your breath hitched as it tightened. "you want it rough?" yuuji grinned widely, "do you know that wishing is dangerous?" the words rolled off his tongue so buttery, it send shudders down your spine and straight to your cunt. he could feel your cunt clenching around its length. he didn't wait for your answer, pulling out and slamming deeper immediately. his other hands gathered your wrists pinning it above your head. his tongue lapped your salty skin, every time his fangs brushed your skin, you let a timid whimpers between your loud moans.

"is this what you want?" he asked, flipping you on all fours "do you want me to ruin you?"

"yes, yes, please, more, yuuji."

you didn't miss the way he smirked when he pulled your head back with the fingers in your hair, hands pressing down on your arching back as he thrusted forward. his pelvic hit yours harsh, the sound of skins slapping echoed the room followed by your loud moans. your scalp burned from the tugging and it started to hurt being pushed on all four but it felt so good. you could feel your own drools dripping down the side of your lips the faster he thrusted into you. your belly tensed as you felt your high closing in.

"you're so fucking wet, you like being treated like this huh?"

"ruin me please," you mewled, meeting his thrusts halfway.

you don't know what snapped in him, it didn't matter as you came, squirting all over his cock. white fluid coated his cock as it disappeared in and out of you, ignoring your cries of overstimulation. you clawed for him to slow down, but yuuji folded your arms on your back, using it to brace himself. the way your walls sucking his length in, refusing to let it go with every thrusts had both itadori/sukuna moaning.

"you see? this is how you please a woman," sukuna's words echoed in his mind.

his hand landed a smack on your fleshy ass, it jiggled in a way that made him frenzy. he grabbed your ass roughly, your little please sounded melodious in his ears as he landed another one on the other cheeks.

"tight . fucking . cunt," he gritted through his teeth, words emphasized by every thrust, he grabbed you by the nape and pulled you up, fingers went around your bruised neck. "do you think you deserve my cum, huh? little slut like you."

"please, yuuji, i-i want you to fill me up," you cried, wiggling your ass against him.

his hand moved to your jaws, the pressure on both side pried open your lips. his saliva dripped down your tongue, mixed with your own as it slid down your throat, "that's it, that's a good girl," he grinned, kissing your forehead, "now move, if you want my cunt, you have to fuck yourself, chop chop, slut." you nodded eagerly, too dazed to even care, all you want right now is for him to fill you up to the brim. you want his bruises and bite marks all over your neck. your thrusts were weak, limited by the position he held you, but it was enough for him to mewl against your ears. you felt his thumb resting on your clit, rubbing circles, throwing you off your thrusts. it was getting drowsier, trying to focus on multiple pleasure at once render you stupid. you were writhing underneath his touch.

"always a needy little cunt huh?"

"has my cock made you dumb?"

"come on, y/n, make me cum."

you nodded blindly to his every words, you want to please him for being so good to you and presenting your hole to be filled is a way to do it. his grips to your waist and neck tightened and you gasped as he pushed himself deep on you, his warmth spurting in your wall. he rested his head against your back, struggling to breath as his hand loosened around your neck. he gave a few jerky thrust, desperately emptying himself in you before stopping. you fell on your side, still attached to the pink haired boy. he quickly pulled you in warm hug, kisses scattering all over your shoulders.

"did i hurt you?"

his soft voice brought smile on your face. you chuckled, shaking your head, enjoying how full you felt with his cum filling you up and cock still buried in you. "where have this yuuji been hiding from me?" you purred, gently caressing the back of his head, tugging him closer for a kiss.

"do you like that? i-i don't if i was doing right."

you pushed him on his back, straddling him again with a wide smile. you could feel the fluid mixing and dripping down your thighs, pooling on his cock. you pinned his hands on each side of his head, your fingers fit perfectly in the space between his own as you gently rocked your hips on his softened cock.

"do you think you got some more for me baby? just one more," your lips jutted forward into a pout as you begged, showing his sweaty chest with kisses.

you couldn't controlled your grin as he gave your hands a little squeeze, the way his eyes darkened in lust so quickly as he tossed you back down on your back, like a predator watching its prey could make you cream instantly. you were almost giddy.

he chuckled, it had became an unspoken agreement between itadori and sukuna, "one more? baby, i could give you the whole night worth of mess," the only time sukuna is allowed to come out to play is when you needed a good reminder that sluts don't get to beg, slut takes what is given to them and say thank you.

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hwaightme · 1 year ago

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Lheo seriously you are going to make me sob ;~; you are truly too kind, and I am out here in a salty ocean rn because the tears are comin'... when you write "feel this love, all of it", that literally just made me go ;~;... it means so so so much to me... thank you ;~; <33

Yesss this ;~; change and transformation and the future are all quite scary things, so if there is anything or anyone to soothe the journey, it or they are priceless. I am so glad that this gave you hope, and I wish for the journey through time to be the smoothest <33

WELL I AM JUST SO kjeghgksdfhgf RN LHEO PLeAsE;; over the moon that the warmth could be shared and that there is the light~

And just a lil veer off into Hongjoongland for a sec~ I well and truly believe that Hongjoong gives the vibes of being the kind of person who yes, does focus on career a lot, and yes might prioritise it, but if he finds the one with whom a balance can be found, the one who can support him, the one with whom things just are in a steady equilibrium - that's it. that's the stuff, for good. I feel like he would be quite protective of that too, both in the classic Hongjoong "look at me only" sense but also in the preserving a close and healthy relationship sense; like he might try to change some habits (ahem overstaying at work until late for instance, or hyping on coffee too much) so that there is a better dynamic, and would be over the moon to see his partner do that too. Overall a man with a heart of gold with full power couple potential ;~; <3

And now to veer back - P O E T R Y PLEASE I AM COMBUSTING RIGHT WITH YOU ;~; <3 let's listen to music together drop the tunes

Ilysm <33 thank youuuuuu

In the rain

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🌧️ pairing: bf!hongjoong x gn!reader 🌧️ genre: fluff, established long-term relationship, mentions of idol life 🌧️ summary: while on a drive with hongjoong, you reminisce the many moments that form the priceless love you share, and think of the future that lays ahead. 🌧️ wordcount: 3.4k 🌧️ warnings/tags: quick edit, love is real, pining over hj/ateez achievements, did i say pining? amplify that, two people deeply in love and committed, congrats on the licence hj~, abstract location descriptions, safe driving everyone! 🌧️ perma-taglist: moved to the end~ 🌧️ a/n: this was prompted by discussion of all things hongjoong - thank you hongsamis~ @yunbug @nebulousbrainsoup @starrysvn; thank you so much, love you and any reblogs, comments and notes appreciated!

🌧️ playlist: she's in the rain - the rose, dancing in the rain - rad museum, good days - sza, with u - ateez, be with you - ateez, mist - ateez

Now for the weather, starting with Seoul. The rainy season is in full swing, with the rain unlikely to let up for the rest of the day, or for the coming week, with only the occasional bursts of heavy cloud as opposed to high precipitation. There may be a thunderstorm in the late evening tonight, so while the air pollution may be low, we do suggest to keep your windows closed-

With the click of a button, the reporter’s shrill tone faded into the pitter-patter of the rain as it relentlessly hit the roof of the car. Your eyes were fixated on the windshield, observing the endless race of droplets, gliding down faster, slower, merging and dotting the glass, only to be washed away again. You barely registered the auditory change, your thoughts and heart racing as you caught the reflection of the beautiful man beside you, his hand pulling away from the radio. It was not necessary for you to turn to face him to know that you were being studied, your motionlessness transforming into a myriad of meanings in your favourite mind.

Fingers flittering over your jeans, you attempted to curb your wave of nervousness while you hoped for your boyfriend to speak first. It was not that you were afraid of something going wrong, nor were you worried about any unwelcome surprises - you trusted Hongjoong with your life, but that tiny voice, reminding you of just how much has changed for the both of you was growing louder and louder, until the rain was no longer the predominant drumming in your ears. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Hongjoong’s right hand resting on the steering wheel, silver rings glimmering in the grey light. You had joked a number of times about how your boyfriend would be as a driver, with you painting a comedy during late night conversations in his studio. You still remembered just how widely he had smiled, his eyes squinting ever so slightly as he took your hands in his and told you he started taking lessons. But even when his bashful laugh filled your heart whole and you were congratulating him for getting his licence, a part of you was in denial. The part that was afraid of things ever changing.

Had it really been that long? You swore just yesterday you were sitting across from a Hongjoong who was barely an adult, only recently returned from training in the United States, making the first thing he did in Seoul to be seeing you. Iced americanos and ice cream. At least that much stayed the same. How many hair styles and colours had you complimented him on, every transformation equally as stunning as another? How did the boy who modified his own clothes, spray painting shoes and drawing on his denim jacket, metamorphose into the man who was personally invited to the private showcase of his favourite brand, by the designer whom he looked up to for so long? And now for him to be attending high fashion pop-ups and being called a legacy and inspiration? From the smallest details to the bigger picture, you had the pleasure of seeing Hongjoong become more than who he could ever hope to be, cheering him on every step of the way. Now, he was the one behind the wheel, your precious, genius, loving captain. You knew his life, his timeline off by heart better than you knew the weather, and yet, you still could not believe that there he was. This wonderful man with a heart of gold, sat beside you, the constant amidst the changes.

Noticing your darting eyes, Hongjoong let go of the wheel, instead stretching his arm, the action promptly followed by the pleasant crinkling of the suit jacket he was wearing - the same one you had messaged back and forth with his stylist about, and pressing the palm of his hand against your thigh, forcing you to look up and at him. Breath hitched in your throat as you sank into the warmth within his deep brown eyes, impeccably framed by a new pair of glasses - a gift from you for your anniversary. Without a single word uttered, you heard him. Placing your hand over his, you gave it a quick squeeze, earning a grin. A conversation through the rain, sentences crafted out of the staccato played by the downpour, gestures into monologues, a language of two souls intertwined by time, writing and rewriting memories. Hongjoong’s smile faltered as he noticed flickers of concern running over your features, and a whisper permeated the car’s salon, caressing and reciprocating your tender feelings towards him.

“What’s got you pensive, love?”

“Mm, nothing.” you mumbled, letting go of Hongjoong and turning back to stare at the street that stretched out in front of you.

“If it’s about me driving then I-” he began, but you would not dare give him a single chance to doubt himself.

“No, no! Please, I am so happy about this, Joong.”

“There is a ‘but’ in there somewhere, isn’t there?” he tried once more, giving you a sidelong glance before settling back into his seat. You tilted your head a little to observe how Hongjoong diligently checked his surroundings, one mirror after another, moving to softly press on the brake and crank the hand brake. As he switched gears and smoothly began the journey by rolling into his lane, you sighed.

“It’s just… you finally got your licence, huh?”

“Yep. And now I don’t need to nag anyone to see you. Expect your doorbell to ring at interesting hours of the night now.” he elaborated, tone playful, boyish.

“As if it doesn’t already,” with a quick raise of an eyebrow, you pointed out the established reality.

It had become something of a routine for the two of you when he was not touring. Be it after dance practice, or in the middle of a vigorous production and song-writing session, Hongjoong would find a way back to you, to your apartment. In the early days of your relationship he had been too afraid to ever ask, and besides, you had housemates from university to try and not disturb - though your sleep schedule was at times even more chaotic than Hongjoong’s you still thought it was only reasonable to be respectful. But as time went on and you found an apartment to call your own for as long as the landlord would allow, he cautiously began to make his appearances more and more frequent, until everything you owned or he brought became sets for two. With time, he had even forgotten to make up excuses to see you, every move made now feeling more than natural. Meant to be.

“But now I am limitless!” making another turn and driving out onto a larger road, Hongjoong quietly sang a line from the song of the same name, making you chuckle. “Now we can go on driving dates, how cool is that?”

“Patrolling the streets as outlaws should.”

“Shame this isn’t a van. I need to tell Woo to get one for himself to complete his look.” your boyfriend picked up on your comment, subtly linked to the recent comeback, choosing to play along.

While you were glad that you did not have to explain the sentimental mood in which you had found yourself, the topic of the new mini album only amplified what you had tried to suppress. Was it really the ninth? Had it really been that long since the debut? Had the four year anniversary of ATEEZ’s first win really passed a mere few days ago? You blinked once, twice, fluttered your eyelashes in an attempt to clear your head, to no avail. From sales in the hundreds to being measured in the millions, from dream to delivery, the name, the story, the music flying around the globe to be loved and listened to by more and more people with each passing day. Driving across the city to congratulate Hongjoong and his fellow members at the first opportunity with every win and milestone, watching ATEEZ climb the charts in countries your boyfriend had revealed to you had been an eternal dream - you often found yourself tearing up during your spontaneous trips to stores for gifts and most definitely left Hongjoong’s shoulders soaked a few too many times for it to not be an inside joke. You had to constantly tell yourself that this was real, this was well and truly happening, and you could be there to witness history in the making.

Hongjoong navigated the streets, ambitious to reach the place which he had hinted you would like in record time. No matter how many times you had asked him before your date exactly where it was that you were going, he would not crack, far too well-practised in keeping his group’s lore a secret to spoil a little surprise. Passing by one of the central neighbourhoods, you recalled the pride with which you walked past the advertising campaigns, the unique truck promotions for the comeback, now dashing past the locations with the leader himself accelerating the ship on wheels through the metropolitan oceans. It was surreal. Heartwarming. Better than anything you could have ever imagined for the boy with a big dream and a CD in his hands. You leaned back against your seat and closed your eyes, listening to the rain that kept on pelting against the exterior of the car, muted by the hum of the engine.

Seeing darkness, you let your thoughts wander, for them to simply travel right back to Hongjoong. You were not sure what exactly was so special about the driver’s licence. After all, he was not the only member with one; on top of that he was not the only one out of the group to attain this achievement recently. And yet, despite it being common, despite you yourself having been driving everywhere you could for long enough to have the skills turn into instinct, it was the fact that now, in this specific time and space, specifically Hongjoong was the one with his hand on the steering wheel. Maybe you were an overthinker, trained by reading a few too many lore discussions on social media, or maybe, and most likely, you were too in love with the man by your side.

When he had told you that he loved you for the first time, the priceless phrase was promptly followed by the confession that he could not imagine a life in which you were not together, and you could not agree more. While you were both independent individuals, with your own passions, goals and careers, understanding one another was always the easiest thing. He was your number one supporter, while you were his. Come rain or shine. You had been there for each other’s rises and falls, continued to fight even when the path got blurry, and now, in the magical shared solitude you were accelerating into a brighter and brighter future, even though there were thunderous clouds looming above you - not in spirit, however, not in your goals nor your aims. Hearing Hongjoong clear his throat gently so as to not disturb you, nonetheless made you open your eyes and exchange a glance with him. A soft smile melted over your lips as your boyfriend adjusted his glasses and scrunched his face, reminding you of a certain adorable rodent. Focus turned back onto the road, your boyfriend dived into a one way street, inching forwards between the brick walls to let the car be spat out into another display of commercial success.

The rain seemed to only get stronger as you zoomed past the steely, uniform skyscrapers decorated with billboards, numbers and businesses ranging from karaoke to restaurants to studios to anything else under the weeping sky. You checked the clock on the top right of the central monitor where not too long ago you could see the fluctuating waves of the radio as the weather forecast was presented. This was a rare day in the middle of promotions where Hongjoong did not have an evening nor a late night schedule, and so, in the blink of an eye your spontaneous meeting had been organised, and as soon as you could log off work you were already one foot out of the door. Surreal - you kept on repeating the word to yourself as the droplets kept on hitting the windshield, so surreal. The aqueous cacophony left little room for conversation, not that you needed it to fill the space. Over the years you had gotten so comfortable with one another’s presence that sometimes, it was silence that held the most warmth, adoration and meaning.

As the colossal buildings gave way to quaint residential units and lines of serene cafes and shops, an eerie familiarity settled into your heart as you began to look around, head turning back and forth and body moving forward until the seatbelt began to dig into the side of your neck. Counting under your breath, you gasped as your assumption was correct, and the street gave way to another intersection, leading towards one of the many bridges that crossed the Han River, now a rippling stroke of grey ink cutting across the city. Fingers gliding over the bottom of the window to your right, you peered out at the scenery that flew past you - fortunately, Hongjoong had checked the traffic and was skillfully meandering along the concrete canals to the final destination.

“Are we going where I think we are going?”

“Mm… perhaps.” as cryptic as ever, Hongjoong responded, merging into the lane that would take him across the waters.

Now, you had the directions mapped out in your mind, and even when you let your eyelids fall shut, the calm from being together with Hongjoong after so many phone and video calls having taken over you, with each peek you knew exactly where you were, and where you were going to be next. The next turn was to be right by a PC-bang where you and your boyfriend had hidden away a few years ago after rain, much like this one, had taken you by surprise. Further down the road would be an ice cream shop where you had discovered your boyfriend’s distaste for the mint chocolate flavour. You were so immersed in your accurate guesswork that you had initially not noticed that the rain now had an accompaniment, quiet, barely there, but still sweeter than any other sound you had ever known or heard.

As the car joined the bustling procession across the bridge, slowing down to meet the speed limit until the engine was a timid rumble, Hongjoong’s melodic humming gained control of your every sense. Even though you attempted to gain his attention by giving him a couple of darting glances, he did not spare a single one back, aware of what such an interaction would do while he was singing a song that held so much weight for you both. Released just a couple weeks prior to ATEEZ’s debut, She’s In The Rain by The Rose had become something of an anchor and promise between you. You had been young, you still were, and yet both of you could feel that every step you took together was one for the long run. As such, you wanted to reassure one another that no matter what, you would stay, to hold one another instead of leaving the other holding on. While the artist had imbued the song with an original meaning, to you and Hongjoong it had transcended literal and traditional symbolic interpretation, becoming an indescribable sensation. Just like an umbrella protecting from the rain, a warm woollen blanket when the nights got cold, a love to hold you up and an embrace when work seemed unmanageable and goals unreachable.

Now that you were drifting in the notes, humming some of the lines along with your personal lead singer while he progressed into quiet song, enunciating the lyrics with as much affection as his driving-focused mind could muster, you realised that perhaps this was exactly why the licence meant so much to you. You were there along the way, for this ride, you cheered him on, you were the first one he saw and proudly showed off the certification to. You were the one he drove around after he had gained some confidence (though he tended to be overly careful the first dozen times). In this major change, he stayed with you, and was openly hopeful in every gesture and act that you would stay with him, and drive where the two of you would decide to go. Two paths intertwined.

Even when the performance turned into an echo, joining the forecast as another memory, it kept on repeating in the pitter-patter of the droplets, the rain drumming out the song with the diligence and fire of an up and coming star. It took every ounce of strength for you to not lower the window, let the cherished melody wash over you and push you into an all-encompassing reminiscence. The car obediently froze in time, Hongjoong finally satisfied with the parking - a deserted lot, secluded from the majority of sought after destinations on this side of the river, an inconspicuous paradise where, illuminated by the first rays of a bleary sun, your story as two began all those years ago. A click, another, and the seatbelts glided back in wait for the next journey. Words blended with overwhelming emotion were stuck in your throat, and Hongjoong's tender touch on the back of your hand was enough to bring you back to every one of the moments you enjoyed rewatching as you fell into a deep slumber, excited for the stories the next day would undoubtedly bring. Cautiously, your boyfriend turned your hand; palm to palm, fingers intertwined, you were the ripples on the silver waters, blessed with a fluid impermanence, etching eternity in the temporary.

The other bank, obscured by merciless rain was little more than a mirage, leading you to wonder if you were dreaming. Hongjoong raised your hand, pulling it towards him to plant a kiss on your knuckles, cheeks flushing pink when you chuckled, but refusing to let go. He had decided for himself if this was all a dream, then he never wanted to wake up, deepest slumber now a welcome ally. In this dream, he could create, he could celebrate, he could breathe and share the beauty of intricacies that the simplest joys possessed with you. The corners of his lips twitched as he fought back the tears he promised you he would not spill when waves of love struck him, and yet, it seemed to be the only promise he could not keep. Taking off his favourite glasses he looked over at you, noticing a reflection of his sentiments across every feature, and ignoring the gear shift and hand brake leaned over to drown in your arms, grounding himself in the reality that was you and him. In minor or in major chords, every tune was a masterpiece to him. When he felt the most insignificant, you were there assuring him of his achievements, telling him time and time again that he deserved the world and more. When he was on top of this world, you were there to elevate him to new heights and mark with him every one of his successes.

As he felt your body mould into one with his, and his heart matched the beating of yours, he could only conjure words of gratitude; for the wheel of fortune, the maze that destiny had given him that led to how he was leading his life, for how and when you had found him, and what became of the continuation. Shutting his eyes to nuzzle into the crook of your neck, Hongjoong whispered his thoughts out loud, thanking you for every night and day, the pain and relief, the downs and ups, plans and achievements, his voice falling like the rain drops, eventually letting their monologue prevail. There, in the rain's symphony, bound to metamorphose again and again as the two of you were to grow older, take on new responsibilities, travel in new directions, you found permanence. Tomorrow never looked more marvellous.

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jjk-anime-horray · 3 years ago

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Mr. Steal your Girl

Suguru Getou x Reader

Summary: After Getou catches Gojo cheating on you, he finally becomes fed up with his bestfriend's bullshit. So, he does the mature thing, he goes and tell you what happened, and makes you his in the process.

Note: I had this thought in my mind forever, so I naturally write it down to preserve it. Please take this offering as my first unholy sacrifice to the Jujutsu Kaisen fandom. Please enjoy!

Warnings: This is NSFW! This is Smut! Please don't read it if you are uncomfortable with those things. Cheating (from Gojo), Sex, fluff, Reader is Female and or has Female anatomy , and Angst (Cross posted on my ao3).

When Suguru Getou, your boyfriend's best friend, and your good friend came knocking on your door after 8:00, you honestly didn't know what to expect. Was he injured? Your line of work was notorious for that. So, when you peered through your key hole to see his slender eyed face distraught, your first instinct is to open the door.

"Suguru what happened?" You say in a lower and mellow tone of your normal voice as to display concern. "Are you hurt?"

"No no, you got the wrong idea!" His black maned body lifted in his hand in a slight waving motion as a common action to calm someone down. "However, I have something to tell you. Can I come in?"

"Of course you're my friend, and I'm always here for you! Next time can you give me a little warning will ya?"

"Yeah, of course (Y/N)." He said while moving his body through your apartment's entrance, and swiftly plopping himself on your couch next to your body, already sitting there.

"Oh!" You say remembering something. "Do you want anything to drink or eat? I've got some left over pizza in the fridge if you want it! Hold on let me just go get it."

You quickly push your hands onto the cloth underneath you to lift your weight off of the couch, only to have your arm be weighted down gently by the man next to you.

"You don't need to get me anything (Y/N). Plus, I don't have an appetite right now anyway. Can you sit back down I really need to tell you this?"

He looked you dead in the eyes. Onyx eyes swirled with not their usual playfulness, but uncertainty and concern instead. Triggering you to sit back down on the fabric below you with the same feelings.

"What's wrong Suguru?"

"Well you see....." Words fell dry in his mouth. How was he supposed to tell you this without making you cry? He never wants to make you unhappy. He especially doesn't want you to cry because his friend is skank, and a piece of shit.

He looked over to you with sadness in his eyes, swirling in them with glassiness around the iris'. He thought about all of the times he looked to see you so happy with him, lips letting out gorgeous laughter, mouth curling into a beautiful smile, and your excitement burst at something with joy. But then his mind went to the blonde bouncing on Satoru's cock, moans leaving her mouth that were supposed to be coming out of yours for him. While she was pretty, she didn't nearly compare to you, and while she was sexy he couldn't even be slightly attracted at the thing bound to ruin your relationship. It angered him, enraged him, that his friend was stupid enough to hurt or give up something like you. However, his stupidity gave him a a direct chance to finally get what he wanted. I guess he could thank his dumb platinum blonde of a friend for that.

"Satoru is cheating on you."

"What?" You said, but you could hear him completely fine. It was out of disbelief.

"Look (Y/N), I'm really sorry. This probably isn't how you wanted to fine out. I just walked in on it, and I couldn't just not tell you when I was, you know.... there."

More and more consoling words spilt from his mouth in an effort to comfort you, but you cease to even register them as you started crying. Salty tears started to trickle from your eyes, and down your cheeks. You felt embarassed, jealous, and sad all at the same time. You knew of his past behavior, why did you expect anything to change?

"Wow, I'm an complete idiot."

"What (Y/N)?! Don't say shit like that! That's completely untrue. You're talented, funny, you-"

"Suguru, I knew of his past behaviors, I let my feelings ignore them, and I expected him to change. I'm a fool for that."

Why would you think he would change. Fuck, you gave your heart to the wrong person. You should have known! The trickle of droplets cascading down your face only started to grow even more. You didn't want to be crying in front of your friend. You didn't want to be crying at all! This was your fault for failing to see that people hardly change.

To Suguru it was heartbreaking to see you in a condition like this. If Gojou was anyone other than his best friend he would have beaten him to a pulp already.

"Hey, Suguru." You say, voice cracking as you tried to hold it together, and peaking your head up slightly from the position pressed into your knees.

"Yeah (Y/N)?"

"Could you give me a minute to cry this out, alone? I don't like you seeing me like this."

"Okay. I'll go into the other room, but I'm not leaving you completely alone when you're emotionally distressed."

"Thanks Guru'." You say as he left to go into the other room, away from your water works.

"Anything for you (Y/N)."

With him finally gone could finally let it all out, and truly just let yourself cry. Now, not having to worry about embarrassing yourself in front of your friend. Your eyes turned puffy the more you let out your pent up emotions. The same eyes turned redder the more you let out your anger because of the situation (through your tears). Red eyes turned your shirt wet, and completely soaked from the water streaming down your face. However, the more you let it out, the more you started to let it go. Yes it hurt, but no it wasn't something you couldn't recover from. Yes you were losing your friend, but no you weren't losing Suguru from this because he wouldn't be here right now if he was siding with Gojou. You hands drifted to your phone to text your best friend, Shoko, what happened.

Gojo cheated on me. Your fingers glided to press into the screen.

You waited fo couple of minutes, well only one, until a notification lit up your screen in response to your text.

You're kidding me

That son of a bitch, want me to murk him?

Do you need me to come over?

Multiple messages came bombarding in one go. You were glad to see that she was as pissed as you were. Making you halt your crying into snickering and laughter at your friend's eagerness.

No you don't need to come over

I know u r working, and Guru' is already here

He's the one who told be

Another light flashed onto your screen.

Okay, just tell me if you need anything

Luv you babes!

She never failed to make you smile, even if she was sneaking a smoke. In which that you hated.

Luv u too

"I heard laughter so I assumed if it was safe to come back in."

A certain man came around the corner with a glass of water and cloth his hands.

"Yeah you're right, Shoko is the best sometimes."

You felt a large weight lower half of the couch, coincidently lifting your eye level up to be more on par with a certain pair of slender ones.

"I brought you some water, crying drains a lot out of you, and I don't want you to get dehydrated."

"Thanks Guru, it means a lot."

You take the cup from his hand. Your fingers met with his fingers and the glass as you shifted the water from his to your hands. Then to lifting it to your lips you take a large gulp of it. Causing a little drop of water to dribble down your chin in the process of your refreshment.

As the water dripped down your chin you felt a thumb connect with your check, slowly making it's way down your skin to your lips and chin to imprison the that had escaped onto it's creases.

"Hey (Y/N) I have a damp cloth right here to help with the swelling of your eyes. Can you close them for a sec?"

"Sure."

With your eyes now closed you felt a cool presence over your eyes, but it did more than help the swelling in your eyes. It also calmed you down, but you knew it wasn't the cloth that was calming you down. It was the male pressing it gently into your face. And the one that gently removed it from your eyes when the right amount of time had passed.

Unveiling your eyes you look to Suguru who was currently placing the items he had gotten for you on to the table in front of the two of your.

"Guru' "

"Yeah (Y/N)?"

"Come here."

You said come here, but you didn't actually wait for him to move as you want to him first enveloping him in your grasp with a hug. Your head burying into his shoulders and chest.

"Thank you Suguru, for everything."

"No problem (Y/N), are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah I'm okay, I just wish I could forget about him."

"I could make you forget about him."

"What?"

"I said" Hot breath fanned across your ear, while you didn't know if it was the intimate position that the two of you were in, or it was the black haired man that was unbelievable gorgeous talking that sent shivers down your spine. "I could make you forget."

"Please (Y/N), let me make you forget." That last sentence was the last one needed to shift the mood completely. What was a light hearted one now turned heavy from the impending building lust that the two of you secretly shared for the longest time.

You felt hot lips trail down your neck, slow kisses dancing across the expanse of your skin down, only to quickly trail back up to your ear, and then your jaw. Wetness was placed right next to your lips, but not onto them.

Onyx eyes pierced into yours looking for a awnser. They swirled with want, desire, and love as they looked at your right in front of you. It was so intoxicating that you could help yourself from being completely lost in them.

"Suguru, please make me forget." You let out with a needy whine, wanting to get lost in his lips more than anything.

Then predatory orbs locking in on it's prey, and he pounced onto you locking you into a seering kiss as lips collided, and you were pinned under him.

His lips glued themselves to yours, hot, needy, and loving. They constantly alternated from hot, lustful, rushed kisses to slow, romantic, loving one that were offering you all he had to offer. You missed the feeling of them on you when he pulled away.

"You want to forget (Y/N)? I'll make you forget that that ungrateful bastard ever touched you, and that all you can think about it is my fat cock inside of you. You want that don't you?" Finishing his sentence he attached his slips to the sweat spot on you neck, causing you to silt your head, and grind your clothed sex onto the knee pinning you down to the couch.

"Please."

"Great, but lets get you undressed first, I want to see all of you when I ruin you. Strip for me, I bet you can do that angel can't you?" To allow you to put on a show for him he sat back onto the couch, staring at you with a ferocious hunger that was about to be fulfilled.

Obediently you sat yourself up onto the couch, and hooked your arms onto the bottom of your shirt to reveal your barren body with glorious feature to him.

"Fuck princess, no bra? Dirty girl~" He latched himself onto your breasts. Caressing, pinching, pulling with his right hand on one breast, and his mouth, sucking, teasing, and squeezing the other playful mound of flesh. He slowed his ruthless pace to speed in up then slow it down, again, again, and again. Alternating which breast got which part of his body, and it was driving you insane. And you couldn't help Letting out little whispers, whines, and groans as he did.

"Guru, stop teasing me please."

"I'll stop teasing you when you when I stop finding you amazing, because fuck I could play with you like this forever."

"Guru, please touch my cunt, please!" You said, letting out a whine, and bucking to his erection trapped in his sweats as you did so.

"Using dirty words I see. Princesses shouldn't talk like that darling, but who am I to not give pleasure to someone who's so honest about her needs. I'll give you what you want baby, lift your hips for me."

With no reason to reject his off you do was he says, allowing him to slip off your pants, and little white panties in one go. Giving him a full view of your glistening sex dripping with arousal from teasing. Begging to be touched as it pulsated.

"Wet already darling?"

You gasped airily, as you felt him insert a much need finger into your dying cunt. Finally giving your pussy the attention it it needed with big thick milky fingers.

"Fuck baby you're so tight, I'm going to have to prepare you to make sure I don't hurt you because I would hate to see that."

Speeding up his finger he forced for of it into your pussy lips stretching you out in the process. Pumping strongly with fingers curling up towards your womb he hit all of the right spots inside your walls as he added another finger. Causing you to squirm and wiggle under his grasp pleasing his eyes with the amazing sight.

Feeling bad that you were being given all of the attention, you slowly reach to try to touch him, only to have your wrist snatched up with his other free hand.

"Bad baby, shouldn't you know know not to touch people without their permission? Naughty."

He brought the soft curve of your hand up to his mouth to give it a tender kiss. Only for seconds later to bring into down to your clit, and forcefully guiding you hand to out pressure on the little sensitive flesh button causing as he move your hand to circle it.

This building burning pressure turned to be too much to handle as you felt a familiar sensation burn in your lower stomach as your body prepared itself to cum. Fluttering around his fingers in the process.

"Do you need to cum?" Suguru said while gazing his eyes into yours, speeding up his finger even more than you could imagine. Rending you speechless as you gave him a rapid nod in response.

"You have to use your words baby."

"Please Suguru, please let me cum!"

"Do it baby."

The sensation bursted through your lower body as you finally got the release you deserved. Suguru encased your lips into a lustful action as you whined into his mouth pouring slick all over his fingers.

Greedily while looking right at you he swirled his knuckles into his mouth a lapped your juices with delight, and a grin on his face pleased with his work.

He looked at you with a grin on his face, and a naughty twinkle in his eye that made you know what he was going to say next while slightly pulling down his sweat and boxers to reveal a juicy cock. Long, thick, trimmed, clean. Who new your Ex boyfriend's best friend was packing more than he was? I made you wiggle with anticipation. "I think you're ready baby for my cock, do you want it?"

"Yes please, fuck me now, in this pussy right here, I want to feel you so badly!"

"Someone's eager." He said letting out a heart chuckle. "Good thing you are because so am I."

Before you could even say anything he slipped you onto your stomach and slammed into you awaiting cunt all in one go. Affectively making you let out of scream.

"Suguru!" You let out with a yelp if pleasure, and surprise from the new invading stretch.

"Sorry I couldn't wait, fuck your so tight, if I had known I would have done this sooner."

He sunk himself fully into your pussy, then stalled waiting for your to adjust to the stretch of his member. Since you two were bearbacking he could feel every pulse of your pussy as it tried to accommodate his length. And he fucking loved.

Not being to contain himself any longer he pulled himself half way out, then slammed himself back in to see all of your fuck about expressions again and to hear you whine. God, he was going to get used to this.

Gripping your ass he made himself a slow but deep pace into your womenhood once again. He continued this again, and again, and again. Until he found himself speeding up and he drilled harder into your sex, loving he way he name founded when it was being screamed from your lips.

You found yourself having to try to control your breathing as to it not being completely blown away by the main raining to you from behind. His onslaught on your cunt made you abosulety breathless. You felt your pussy contracting the more you thought about the man pleasuring you, how did you not see all of him before this.

But your thoughts were ripped away as you felt a large hand grab your jaw forcing you to look up into predatory onyx eyes. The eye contact as he was hitting it from behind, having his balls pound into your clit, and your G-Spot throughly abused made you pussy quiver in anticipation of your release.

"(Y/N) are close to summing." He said. while completely continuing to fuck you without the slightest pause.

"Yes, umm hmm!" You say nodding as you still looked into his eyes, knowing his loved the contact.

"Fuck....." He said smirking at your wrecked form beneath him "Great." Then he took his hand off of your next to harshly rub your clit, causing you too spill your release over water than you. realized. Making you see white fuzz through the orgasm as he fucked you though it.

Now it was your turn to listen to his moans as seconds later he finished his thick cum on your ass as he flopped in exhaustion shortly after that onto his arms to entrap you under him into the couch cashing your breath.

Panting, Suguru flipped you over to sit you on his lap, curling your legs around his waist, sitting you up to face his intense gaze once again.

"I'm going to go clean you up okay." But just as he's about to lift the two fo you up you stop him momentarily.

"Suguru, will stay with me please?

"I thought that was a given, of course I'm staying, I'm going to run bath."

Placing a kiss on your forehead he brought you to your bathroom, and cleaned the two of you up. Slowly cleaning everything that may have been dirtied, caressing everything on your body, he held you in such a way that it just felt right to be like it.

And sure enough he was holding you in his arms in your sheets the next morning with no intentions of letting you go. Or letting you hear the door ring as his sorry ass of a bestfriend came to offer you an apology.

This was my first smut! How did I do you guys?

Part Two

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