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[radioroxx]

I wish to know more about the Bonnie and Siffrin double looping au. Please. Destroy me emotionally.

HI SORRY this took a bit to answer lol

thought a bit for how to answer this because on one hand i could spill literally everything i have thought of for this au up to this point (which, while a lot, hasnt actually reached some of the Angstier segments yet. i have vague ideas for those but still workshoppin’ and all). but ahh. i will save some stuff for separate askers maybe lol. for now heres some random points of no particular connection:

- i screwed up a lil in the og post by calling it a bonnie. “joins” the loops au. it is definitely a, bonnie is there from the start, au. i considered for a bit making it more of likee… they start to remember post death to the king, but that wouldve placed em in act 4, and while thats interesting i felt like there wasnt as much to explore there. yknow? (plus. bonnie death to the king is still Very much going to happen in the au. soo)

- bonnie doesnt meet loop until a couple loops in! this was partially loops decision, about being worried to meet the party + how they would react, buuut siffrin is only so good at keeping secrets from people whos memory cant be wiped through time travel, bonne does learn about loop, and insists on meeting them. the timeline is a lil vague in my head, and this interaction i dont have compleeetely planned out? but know that it takes place around the back half of act 2, after first death to the king

- speaking of loop- bon has a pretty interesting dynamic with them too :) this is before bonnie and siffrin are able to have the Talk about his eye, and while looping back and forth together has brought them closer regardless, bon still holds a grudge against them! at least, slightly. that combined with the fact that theyre talking to some… celestial beast? sick as hell star creature?? that GLOWS? bonnie takes the loop pretty easily (this is aided by the fact that siffrin seems to trust them well enough. not completely, he is ofc still skeptical of loop throughout, but its enough that bonnie will trust them too). however, you could probably imagine bonnie is much less tolerable to loops… nonsense. more willing to bite back if they say something out of hand, and more likely to react Badly if they say something upsetting. (still 50/50 of whether or not bonnie would take loops side if they say something mean about siffrin tho lol. depends on the insult. and obviously loop would never,, say stuff like that to bon). iii could keep going about them this dynamic is very fun to me

- the friendquests go relatively the same, the only difference being that it is actually siffrins idea to set bonnie up with that big feast for everyone. !! teamwork! the training session for bonnie becomes a multiple-loops thing, letting them build up their skills over time. i think with the stress of the loops, trying to figure out what to do next now that they know killing the king doesnt work- the talk about the eye and that whole freakout takes a bit to actually get to. i have ideas about how that would go too, because it would be Different and mean something New, but…. that would be so long to put here……… just know that they. still promise to look out for each other. promise to let themselves be helped.

you may be looking me in the eyes at this point with deep frowns and wondering… Pluto….. what are all these happy silly ideas, you are missing out on so much angst potential here ?? and to that i say uuuuuuhhhhhmmm i have thought about it. and look. i dont think having bonnie- or anyone really- joining in on the loops would really solve or lessen siffrins shit mental state. but theres definitely also a layer there, on top of breaking the loops, on top of keeping everyone happy, on top of figuring it out and finding out about their country and the king etc etc- theres a priority in keeping this kid happy too! he will, and has, died dozens of times in these loops, and that sucks, and it sucks that poor bon has to remember it all, so the least they can do is. try to keep things lighthearted around them. Pretend to be hopeful for their sake. encourage them to try out new recipes on different loops to see what sticks with the family! let them run their own experiments in the loops! let bonnie join in fights with sadnesses once their training goes well enough!! do their best to at least have some fun, and some time to relax. sticking to the excuse that its all to make bonnie feel better, without realizing how much thats helping themself as well.

aaand that all sorta falls apart in act four. bonnie is killed- directly, painfully- by the king, and siffrin distances himself as he is so prone to, falls back into trying to get everything done himself because hes the one whos “responsable” for it…. ah you get the idea..

[tyunni]

┈➤ I LIKE YOU SO MUCH!!! (when ENHYPEN like you...)

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genre: fluff, fluff, fluff! warnings: i'm not sure if any specific gender is mentioned but keep in mind i do tend to usually write fem!reader, enha r kinda losers, mentions of being drunk in jakes part, isnt proofread so if you see any mistakes.... oh well! wc: 2.6k+

a/n: good lord, i haven't written anything in MONTHS so i'm a bit rusty 😭 i started writing maknae line first im p sure you can tell i put more effort in them and then i started getting tired, sorry😭😭😭

☆ — LEE HEESEUNG

who would've thought the cool, the chill, the awesome lee heeseung would end up being such a loser. a lovestruck, foolishly in love loser.

your fingers lightly grazed his hand when you walked past him in the hallway today, a touch that lasted a mere second, yet heeseung's heart exploded, and so did his friends' group chat when he boasted about your interaction like you had just asked his hand in marriage. he knows being lovesick is lame, but so what?! he can't help that he melts into a pink puddle of adoration whenever you make small talk, or when he closes his eyes an image of you pops into his head and makes his palms feel sweaty. yes, he feels his knees go weak at the mere mention of your name, and he's willing to endure his younger friends teasing him every time they spot you hanging out with your own group of friends.

so what if you're the only thing on his mind every second of his day. it's completely normal to make playlists for your crush, giggle, and roll around in your bed when you let the lyrics sink in and fill your head with the thoughts of the one you desire.

it's also totally normal of him to write down little compliments on a piece of paper and put them on your desk when you're not looking. he giggles like a little girl when you open the note and read not even a third fraction of what heeseung truly thinks of you and wishes to tell you one day. his smile grows wider when you finally read the initials written on the note, LHS, and you look over to his desk with your cheeks dusted pink, widened eyes looking into heeseung's.

(rest of the members under the cut!!)

☆ — PARK JONGSEONG

jay is very fond of you, he accepted that quite quickly. you're cute. he likes cute stuff, that's something new he has discovered since he started to fancy you.

"jay, are you serious?" - riki turned towards the older with a blank face, tired of his friends new shopping addiction, - "you have like 4 hello kitty stuffed toys in your bedroom, you don't need another one."

ah, innocent, naive riki. he doesn't know having a crush makes one forget about any form of rationality and make every decision without giving it another thought. jay is the number one victim of the 'everything reminds me of them' disease, he feels every wrinkle of his brain smoothen whenever he thinks of you, so it's not a surprise that he can't control his hand as he swipes his credit card and buys himself another plushie with a lovestruck grin on his face.

"are you even listening to me?" - the younger complains, jabbing jay's arm with his elbow to get at least a little reaction out of him. if anything else but you were on jay's mind this would've worked and he would've scolded riki by now, talking his ear off about how annoying he is, clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes at his childishness. but it doesn't work.

"you're such a cheeseball, y/n has made you soft, jay, she's ruining you!"

but riki's words fall on deaf ears the second jay's eyes land on another cute stuffed animal that had reminded him of you as he grabs his friend's arm roughly and drags him into yet another store.

☆ — SIM JAEYUN

oh, he's down bad. jake would do anything for you. yes, even walking all the way from his house to the party you were at just to pick you up and walk you home, making sure you reach your house safely.

you called him in the middle of the night, the buzzing of his phone waking jake up. he groaned at the brightness of his screen flashing his newly opened eyes, yet at the sight of your name he rubbed the sleepiness off them, quickly picking up your call.

"jake, i'm drunk!"

and that's all it took for him to jump out of his bed and run towards his destination. surely enough you were waiting outside for him, a big smile growing on your face at the sight of him.

sure, he was extremely tired and out of breath, his voice was still groggy from waking up around 10 minutes ago, the cold, chilly night yet to have its effect on him and wake him up completely, yet he still let you ride on his back when you started complaining about how your heels hurt your feet.

you had been talking to him about something, even though you had no idea what you were saying with the way your words were slurred, your voice muffled by his jacket. jake was nodding his head, humming after a few sentences to make sure you knew he was listening, even though he didn't know what he was listening to. you started off by talking about the party, and somewhere along the way you got lost in your own words and so did jake. his soft hums and the steady rhythm of his feet lulled you to sleep, and when he felt your eyelashes close against the nape of his neck, your breath falling onto his skin as your cheek rested further upon his shoulder is when he finally let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head, stopping in his tracks to close his eyes and think to himself:

"fuck, i love her, don't i?"

☆ — PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon is desperately in love with you. he can't help it, butterflies swarm his stomach when he thinks about you, a sheepish grin makes its way onto his features when you talk to him, his eyes dart across your face every chance he gets so he can burn every second spent with you right into his memory.

"sunghoon, do you think this looks good or should i try on the blue sweater?"

to be completely honest, even if you wore a trash bag he'd think you looked gorgeous, and he hadn't been paying attention to any outfit you had shown him so far, your smile which grew wider with each compliment he gave you the only thing on his mind.

"you look beautiful, y/n."

"oh, come on, sunghoon! you've been telling me this about every outfit!" - you groan, yet a grin is still plastered on your face at his sweet words, "you have to help me!"

sunghoon tries, he really tries to hold himself back. his teeth sink into his tongue in hopes of biting back the words that were about to slip out, yet they still do. and so does his little secret.

"it's not my fault i'm in love with you!"

☆ — KIM SUNOO

sunoo is a sweet guy. everyone likes him: the teachers, the students, his friends, and complete strangers. his smile is contagious, his face is soft and beautiful, his eyes crinkle up when he smiles, and he's kind, helpful, friendly. who wouldn't like him? well, you, apparently.

it's not that he's intrigued by your cold attitude towards him, he's simply determined to make you like him just like everyone else. it's quite difficult to get to know you though, you don't speak to anyone except a select few. if your friends don't come to school you usually sit alone, either mindlessly scribbling in your notebook, or sleeping. you always have that look on your face. one of pure boredom, uninterest, that "why are you even talking to me" face.

sunoo thinks it's stupid. how could you not be thrilled to talk to the people around you? how is it even possible to not want to get to know everyone, to grow your circle, have new people to talk to and share experiences with.

you know who sunoo is. everyone knows who sunoo is. when he walks past you down the hallway he's always waving at someone, stopping in his tracks a few times to have a little small talk, then quickly picking up his pace once the bell rings so he gets to make it in time for class. it doesn't matter if he's late though, the teachers adore him like he's their own son, and he hasn't gotten a single second of detention. sunoo has the sunshine privilege. that's unfair. you don't like when things are unfair. you don't like the sunshine privilege. you don't like sunoo.

so you avoid him.

but he somehow still finds his way back to you.

"she totally hates you, dude, get over it," - sunghoon groans, shoving another loaf of bread into his mouth, and threatening to shove some into sunoo's mouth so he stops talking about you for the fifth time today.

"but why?! i didn't even do anything to her, i tried talking to her every single day since she moved here, i'm nice, i'm helpful, i'm a great guy, what am i doing wrong?!" - the younger boy whines into his palms, head buried in his hands, trying to come up with a way to win you over.

one of his other friends chimes into the conversation, taking a seat in between his friends and playfully wrapping his arm around sunoo, - "it's okay, man, there must be a way to get your little crush to like you!"

sunoo whips his head towards the boy, eyebrows furrowed so deeply that you'd think they'd merge into one another any second. - "heeseung, it's not a crush!"

sunghoon chuckles at his oblivious friend, - "is too!"

"... is it?"

you are kinda cute. your attitude, although not sunoo's style, makes you look even more adorable. you have pretty lips too, although you're always frowning. he thinks you'd look better with the corners of your lips turned upwards though. he wants to see you smile. he wants to make you smile. he wants to make you his.

☆ — YANG JUNGWON

jungwon thinks he's a pretty chill guy. he's always been levelheaded. most of the time he's the only levelheaded person in the room, to be completely honest. he knows what to say and when to say it. although he resembles a cat, the saying "cat got your tongue" had never applied to him. so why is he standing in front of you, his crush, ready to have his very first conversation with you, without a single word coming out of his mouth?

"oh, hey! jungwon, right?" - you ask, sending a soft smile his way.

you know his name. you know his name. you know his name.

"huh? yeah... i'm jungwon. um..." - his confident smile fades instantly when it really sinks in that he has no idea what to say to you. he always knows what to say, how could this happen to him?! this is ridiculous. if he weren't standing in front of you right now he'd slap himself in hopes of rattling his brain somehow.

your eyebrows furrow at the awkward silence taking over, - "do you need anything, jungwon?"

his name falls past your lips so gracefully that if hearing you say his name followed with the three words he wants to say to you the most means he must sell his every worldly possession, he will. but he can't tell you that. he can't tell you how pretty your eyes are either, he can't tell you that he wants to hold your hand, or wrap his arms around you and keep you in his warm embrace for a little while. or how he wants to bury his head in the crook of your neck and bask in your warmth, or that you're the most beautiful person he has ever laid his eyes on and it'd be an honor to take you out on a date. yeah, he definitely can't say that.

"you're the most beautiful person i've ever laid my eyes on, it'd be an honor to take you out on a date..."

it's over. he's a goner.

the way you twiddle with your fingers at his confession goes completely unnoticed despite his big round eyes growing wider at his own words. he's too far gone to see how a warm smile had made its way onto your face.

"sure, i'd love to!"

it's not over. in fact, it's just getting started.

☆ — NISHIMURA RIKI

riki is quite good at hiding his crush on you, considering how the overwhelming feelings have such a weight to them that he's sure his heart doubles at the mere mention of your name to make room for the intense emotions that'll start kicking in. you two aren't dating, although he wishes you were, and you're most definitely not best friends. he knows you, you know him, you think he's nice, he thinks about you every second of every day, y'know, the usual...

"riki, hey!" - you push through the crowd of students walking around a narrow hallway that could only be described as a jar filled to the brim with tiny little ants, very studious one's at that!

his friends' heads immediately turn your way. a girl, talking to riki?! although their eyes don't stay glued on you for too long, they quickly glance at riki. the sight was hilarious, his long fingers were brushing through his disheveled hair, free hand tugging at the hem of his hoodie to smoothen out any wrinkles. there's a soft tint of pink spread across his cheeks, nothing too noticeable, although the burning red glow of his ears was far from discreet.

"y/n, hey!" - he grins, the hand combing through his hair now scratching the nape of his neck to try and play it cool... very smooth! a muffled laugh escapes from one of his friend's shut lips as their orbs dart between the boy and you.

you reach into your pocket, rummaging through the various things you keep inside. crackling of your house keys and noises of crumpled-up paper can be heard before you take out something. riki's eyes try their best to tear away from your mesmerizing features so he can see what you're trying to show him with your arm stretched towards him and a big grin on your face. he notices a little something lying on your palm. it's a duck keychain. if you were any other person he'd look at the item in your hand with a disgusted look on his face, eyebrows knitted together, eyes squinting in pure horror. but you're you. you're the love of his life. that's probably why riki can feel his heart thumping against his ribcage, a stupid smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he tries his best to fight it off, yet the inevitable happens.

"take it, it's a gift! i saw it on the way to school and it reminded me of you!"

he quickly takes the keychain from your palm, ensuring his fingers stray as far away from yours as possible. even the slightest bit of physical contact and he feels his heart will explode for good. he mumbles out a thank you before you turn on your heels and walk away, completely oblivious that the butterflies in his stomach now make their way towards his throat, making him swallow dry.

"hey, riki, what's that?" - jungwon nudges him with his elbow, eyeing the item riki's holding between his fingers. a smile makes its way onto jungwon's lips as he glances up at his friend who's currently grinning from one red ear to another, rosy cheeks like pink buttons on a sweater made with love and care.

"i thought you hated ducks," - sunoo adds, sly hands reaching towards the keychain to try and pry it out of riki's hands, but instead the tall boy clutches harder onto the item, bringing it to his chest.

"well i like this one!" - he adds, furrowing his eyebrows and glaring at his nosy friend.

riki never knew he could like ducks this much.

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how to be a whole new student this school year (A MASTERPOST)⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎀📔

HOW TO BE BETTER THIS SCHOOL YEAR ;

TAKE ADVANTAGE. take advantage of extra credit opportunities, make sure to advocate for urself and take advantage in any way that u can. by simply doing ur homework you'll have a much better grade in the overall class which gives u wiggle room to make a mistake. but if ur slacking off on ur homework, ignoring extra credit opportunities AND doing bad on tests then ur basically setting urself up for failure. and by doing the opposite then ur setting urself up for success.

something i've noticed (and im guilty of this too sometimes) is that i spend so much time making my notes aesthetically pleasing that i forget to actually go over them which defeats the whole purpose of notes. theres nothing wrong with having fun and creative adorable notes that spark joy and happiness but PLEASE actually use them, trust me you'll love them more…💬🎀

furthermore understand that getting good grades isn't as daunting and difficult as u may have imagined. just remember to always do ur homework, take advantage of extra credit, projects are an easy test grade, and get things done as fast as u possibly can.

FIND WAYS TO STAY MOTIVATED ;

the best way to stay motivated is through ROMANTICIZATION. when u learn to enjoy going to school, your going to be motivated to do well in school. because school is so IMPORTANT not only for ur education but also ur future. so take school seriously. and if u wanna become an academic weapon for the long term the best thing u can do is learn to make the best of, and enjoy it. some ways to romanticize school include ->

♡ create a school playlist that embodies the school vibes that u wanna have : i have lots of new jeans in my school playlist : i rly like the songs cookie, ditto and hurt for when im at school

♡ creating a study blog or study group to hold urself accountable in a fun and healthy way

♡ ur appearance : if u go to a school where u dont have to wear uniforms, i strongly recommend getting dressed and getting ready meticulously bcuz when u look good, u feel good, and therefore u perform well. if u do wear uniform, wear accessories or hairstyles that make u feel and look pretty. i wear leg warmers with my school uniform and my signature is hair clips and barrettes.

♡ read at school : i always walk around with a book bcuz i like to read a lot but if reading isnt ur thing, listen to a podcast about something that interests u (i rly like true crime)

♡ take pride in ur notes : invest in cute stationary! i swear, sometimes i dont feel like studying but since my stationary is super cute and pink i get motivated to study just by looking at it lol. invest in quality stationary that u love and make ur notes look pleasing to you, and also effective. effective + aesthetically pleasing.

♡ doing homework/studying in the library : or at least changing the scenery and location that u do ur homework from time to time. do yk how boring it is to do work in the same place every single day? give urself a break from the places u see all the time and spend time studying or doing homework outside of ur home. in a cafe or in the library, inside or outside, just change the scenery a bit

♡ start a video diary : i started a little video diary with my friends so that we can remember our school memories. i just think its rly cute and a great way to bond with ur friends, make memories, and romanticize school.

try and formulate a PASSION for learning as a way to cultivate the school romanticization attitude. be passionate to learn and be an academic weapon…💬🎀

CHANGE UP ROUTINES ;

in my next point i talk about the importance of routines but its also important to change little things about ur routine. dont go and change the whole structure of ur school routine but make sure to add little changes to spice things up and not keep urself like a hamster on a wheel. i find when i do this i just feel a lot better and its easier to romanticize.

MAKE A REGIMEN ;

make a pretty basic routine to stick to, to make sure that u balance school and personal life. having a routine can make falling into line and following through with tasks a lot easier. its easier to do things personally when u MICROMANAGE urself. at least from my own personal experience.

ABOUT STUDYING ;

every single day study (at least for a little bit) ofc this will vary depending on ur personal schedule but the goal is to do a little bit of studying everyday, and if that isnt possible, designating 3 days a week to a thorough studying session.

the way that i divide my time with a study session is 40 minutes of work time and 20 minutes of downtime. during the 40 minutes of work time u need to LOCK IN. lock in on whatever assignment needs to be complete or lock in on whatever material it is that ur studying. ofc this'll differ between all subjects but dont study all subjects in one night!! thats ambitious, but i find it'll just burn u out so stick to studying for 2-3 subjects max.

HOW TO STUDY WITHOUT BURNING URSELF OUT ;

♡ get off ur device. literally put the phone down. 9 times out of 10 the burn out that ur feeling is just the dopamine detox and laziness

arguably, the most important aspect to prevent burn out is ENERGY management. when ur burnt out u can literally feel ur energy tank on zero, so regardless of all the study techniques, however effective they may be, if u can't even muster up the energy to do them then they're useless…💬🎀

♡ get PRODUCTIVE rest. what is productive rest? scrolling endlessly on tiktok is NOT productive rest. productive rest is actually letting ur mind and body REST. like, taking a nap, indulging in self care, or whatever relaxes u.

STAY ORGANIZED ;

find a tool and stay ORGANIZED. i personally use notion. and on my school notion i create a space for me to write my own notes, a calendar to put important academic dates, resources like passwords and logins, and a to-do list where i can put down some of my assignments. keeping everything organized is so so important. its non digital as well, make sure to keep ur desktop space organized, ur supplies and physical notes organized also. the more organized the better.

SOME POSTS FOR RESOURCES ;

how to get good grades without excessive studying - by yours truly

ways to romanticize school - @4theitgirls

studying methods + tips - by yours truly

youtube channels to help u out this semester - @4theitgirls

creating a study schedule and routine - @prettieinpink

how to study like rory gilmore - @itgirldiary

my studying plans as an accounting major - @iluvprettygirls

citation resources - @workitgurl

how to get good grades without excessive studying - by me

khanacademy.org

coursera.org

annualreviews.org

google scholar - research

google calendar - organization

notion - organization

[pink-melk]

warnings: gn/afab reader, office workers au, everyone is aged up 21+, power imbalance dynamics (toji is your boss), alcohol consumption, piss kink, wetting yourself, public urination, fingering, degradation, a lot of shame and embarrassment, mentions of classic japanese work culture

note: happy birthday toji the love of my life!!! my hc is he turns 47 this year :) old baby man this fic isnt beta read so apologies for any mistakes or whatever but please mind the tags! ♥

18+ minors and ageless blogs dni you will be blocked

"Can you take another?" Your boss, Toji asks with a fresh glass of booze waving in front of your face. Despite your churning stomach and blurred vision, you nod and take the drink.

When compared to other bosses you've worked for, Mr. Fushiguro isn't nearly as strict or serious in or out of the office. He's pretty lax about most things and creates a fresh work environment in the office — you love working for him, but that doesn't mean you're going to let go of all your formal training. At the end of the day, Toji is still your boss, and if he offers you the drinks other coworkers are buying for him, you take them with a smile despite it all.

The company had offered to pay for everyone's food and drinks to celebrate Obon in the short, mandatory holiday your office is given. Initially the plan was dinner and a couple of drinks, nothing too serious and definitely not an event that would bleed into the early hours of the morning. Despite missing the last train home, all your coworkers slowly tapped out through the night, sipping on the final drink Toji was bought when the last guest of your party leaves the bar.

Not long after do you both leave for the next bar on his agenda, something about watered down drinks; of which he hasn't actually drank himself. The peak summer air doesn't hit you as hard as it should, but it's enough to have you losing your balance only slightly when you step onto the uneven path.

Toji chuckles, a hand hovering over you, ready to catch you if you stumble but you're determined to maintain your composure. "You should go back to a hotel and call it there, you pounded a few drinks tonight."

You shake your head and grow dizzier from the action, inhaling deeply. When you offer your boss your best, most professional and sober smile, he grins. "I'm good." You say through a mouth of cotton. "Unless you want to go to your hotel — by yourself, I mean."

Raising an eyebrow at you, his grin widens and the scar on the corner of his lip stretches. He's so handsome and mysterious, you always wonder how or why he became the manager of your little team. As far as you know he doesn't have any familial ties to the company, he just fell into the position. While in your own head pondering Toji's existence, he had already set off down the street.

This part of Tokyo is much quieter than the main cities — much less expensive too. Toji had bartered with finance on where to eat since the company was being cheap, but the food was quite nice considering. It's a change in atmosphere from the bustling nightlife of Shinjuku or Shibuya. There aren't people sleeping on the streets or harassing police who patrol the area.

As quiet as it is, you're still unsure when your boss turns into a dark alleyway. It doesn't take long for him to realise you're not following him, standing on the edge of the streetlight, yellow frames his sharp features in a way that makes your mouth water.

"Come on, this way is faster." When you don't start following him, Toji steps forward. "Are your legs not working anymore? This isn't the office, that excuse isn't going to work."

You take a step back and bite the inside of your lip to hold back a pout. Maintaining professionalism when you're drunk is harder than it seems.

"It's…Dark."

Toji laughs, so loud it echoes off of the walls of the abandoned buildings he's stood between. "How about I protect you? You're safe with me." He smiles and you can't help but feel at ease. "I can't lose my best employee or else the team would collapse."

All you can muster is a giggle in response but begin to follow anyway. You trust your boss wouldn't let any harm befall you, best employee or not.

The alleyway is dark and disgusting, tucked away from any kind of life, it's just you and Toji. Streetlights peek in between the buildings the further you traverse down the path, only hearing the buzz of your veins in your eardrums and Toji's groan under his breath.

"Should've used the bathroom before we came out."

"The next bar isn't that far, is it?"

Toji doesn't answer but in the lowlights of the alley, you turn to see your boss pissing against the wall of a building. You jump and make an involuntary noise of surprise, embarrassed at what you'd just witnessed and turning away. The visual of your drunken boss leaning his forearm against the wall, forehead resting on the wall looking down at himself, hand on his soft cock with piss streaming out will forever be burned in your memories.

He groans and sighs in relief, continuing the steady stream that it sounds like he'd been holding for a while. The noise of his urinating sets off your bladder too, suddenly deciding you are ready to join him.

No, you tell yourself. You'll be a decent human being and wait rather than peeing in public — no matter the darkness or the privacy, you would never do such a disgusting and trashy thing in front of your boss.

"If you need to go too," Toji starts as he shakes himself dry and tucks his cock back into his pants, "Here's your chance 'cos the next bar is pretty far."

You do need to go and the more you think about it, the worse your bladder becomes. Holding onto your pride, you tilt your chin up and hum. "No, I can wait."

He laughs and you feel his presence behind you. "I won't look if you do, promise."

"I am not going to pee in an alley in front of my boss." You balk, turning around to face him and trying not to think about his piss.

"I'm drunk enough not to remember it…maybe, probably."

With a huff, you mumble "I'm still not doing it." And begin walking again, even if going to the bathroom and relieving yourself has become all you can think about.

Walking slowly, you try to concentrate on how not full your bladder is, on how nice Toji's piss sounded hitting the wall or his sighs of relief as he let himself go. You feel so full in a way that's not at all how you want and you're beginning to sweat in the muggy Japanese heat. Still on edge with your need to pee and maintaining a level of respect and professionalism with your boss, you jump and almost let yourself go when Toji hisses in your ear. Laughing at you, he teases with the sound of a running stream to encourage you.

"Don't…!" You start and cut yourself off, composing yourself while Toji grins all smug with an empty bladder. "Let's go to the next bar if it's far. It's too hot and gross out here. Please."

Your manners are slipping with each passing moment that your boss's cock is in your head. What if he remembers this and fires you? Maybe all of this was a test to see how you'd react, encouraging you to piss even within earshot so he can fire you for inappropriate actions.

Except when you began to walk again, Toji used his arm to intercept you and trap you against the wall. You moved quickly to avoid his touch — more out of politeness than rejection — caged between his arms on either side of your head. He's so much taller than you, bigger and buff he makes you feel like a little mouse.

It's so strangely intimate and inappropriate, your clit is beginning to throb with your swollen bladder. Needing to pee and growing horny is an odd combo.

"If you need to go," Your boss whispers in your face, "Then you should go while you can."

The strange combination of warm spice and alcohol is attacking your brain in a way that's so very unfair. It reminds you of work, stepping into Toji's office. The scent also reminds you of a long term lover storing their cologne in your bathroom, a homely reminder that sets your mind at ease.

Swallowing thick and trying to clear your head, you respond, "It would be inappropriate for me to do such a thing. I'm not a drunken slob."

You say, slurring every word.

He laughs. "Squat and piss for me right now." Toji's tone lowers, growing darker and your clit vibrates harder. "I'm your boss, aren't I? You'd listen to anything I tell you to do."

Looking up at him with almost wet, pleading eyes, you silently beg for mercy. Your bladder grows weaker with each passing moment, unable to stop yourself from thinking about peeing. The sweet relief every other time you've urinated, how shameful it would be to piss in front of him — you don't even consider the reason why he's poking and prodding you about going.

Toji grins, something so wicked and devious, it makes you forget this is your boss and not a hot guy you fell into at the bar. The last thing you want to do is disappoint your boss but it's clear the manipulation tactic he's using, though the power he wields over you is doing unspeakable things to your clit. He has the power to fire you at the flick of a wrist, to make sure you never work in Tokyo ever again, and you wonder if he will do exactly that if you do or don't do as he says.

Bladder so full, you sweat bullets as Toji continues teasing you. "You had a lot of drinks since I last saw you use the bathroom — that was a couple of bars ago, yeah? You're probably full to bursting."

To emphasise his point, your boss presses his fingers into your stomach, poking around to find your swollen and urine filled bladder. It's such an inappropriate and intimate act, your boss should never be touching you like this even as a joke, yet you find yourself almost wishing he would find it. Each press of his fingers over your shirt sends shocks of excitement throughout your body, as though his body was made of electricity. You wish he would touch you skin to skin, rub his hands over your stomach and really take his time trying to find the perfect spot to press.

When he finds your sensitive organ, you squirm and involuntarily cry out at the pressure. Toji grins, "I'm just trying to look after you." His voice is low; hot, alcoholic breath hitting your lips and you wish to devour the taste. "Be a good worker and make sure you relieve yourself when you need to."

He continues poking your bladder, savouring your whines and gasps before the same hand finds its way beneath the waistband of your pants. It's all too much; trying to focus on not pissing yourself, the distracting thump of your clit with arousal, alcohol swirling in your veins and the spinning of your head. Toji's hand moves so fast in your pants, snaking down beneath your underwear in the tight space and carefully sliding between your folds to find your clit. The skin-to-skin contact makes your legs tremble and when his fingertips prod your swollen bud, you can't hold back anymore.

You release yourself then and there, suddenly sober enough to see the surprise on your boss's face. The sweet relief of your bladder being emptied is almost as good as an orgasm, momentarily embracing the warmth between your legs. For a second, you forget it's piss and not a warm bath you'd sunken into. You keep going and going, there's no way to stop as your pants grow unbearably damp and liquid trickles all the way down your legs, dripping onto the concrete. It's quiet bar your whimpers of relief — you can't bring yourself to look at Toji.

While your empty bladder and throbbing clit with your boss's hand still in your pants is nice, the alcohol seems to hit you again with a fresh wave of embarrassment and shame. Nausea swirls in your gut and you hold back from giving Toji more reasons to fire you; not just fire you, but blast your crimes of disgusting behaviour all over Tokyo. Your family name will forever be tarnished because you don't know how to control yourself, acting like a child soiling themselves in front of your boss. You're ready to hand in your resignation immediately — that, or kill yourself before the sun comes up.

Toji laughs and you still can't bring yourself to look at him. If he hadn't trapped you against the wall with his enormous frame, you'd have run far, far away, never to be seen again. His hand remains in your pants, the heel of his palm pressing against the peak of your lips as his fingers press along your folds, having moved to hit the hot stream of piss coming from you.

"I didn't expect you to piss yourself." Your boss chuckles in disbelief and you wish the ground would collapse beneath you. "You're disgusting."

It's said with a smile, you can hear it but it doesn't soften the blow on your heart — or your clit.

You gasp when his fingers slide inside of you. Two of them at once, thick and stretching you so delicious, you instinctually grab onto Toji's arms for leverage. You're confused; he just called you disgusting, he's laughing at you, why is he continuing to touch you? Instead of running away like you expected, he pushes himself closer to you, trapping you further between his body and the wall. His hips press into yours, his hand still buried in your pants and fingers in your cunt between you, hips flush against yours with his prominent erection prodding you. Toji pants in your ear as he moves in and out of you, dipping his head into the crook of your neck to get as close as he possibly can.

He's…getting off to this? It's hard to make sense of the situation, about anything that's just happened. Forced to piss yourself in an embarrassing act, your reward is being fingered in an alleyway at two in the morning. Still, you cling onto your boss, melting into his touch and allowing yourself to make the most of his generosity.

"So dirty, a filthy bitch." Toji whispers in your ear and you can't help the way your walls tighten in response, thriving off of the degradation. You are a dirty and disgusting bitch. "Would you piss on me again? If I put my cock in your pretty pussy, would you piss all over my thick, hard cock?"

You're breathless from the combination of his fingers and repulsive suggestion. Stars litter your vision and you know it's not from the alcohol. Nodding your head against his shoulder, you hum and whisper a breathy "Yeah."

Toji groans loudly, something from the back of his throat, pulling out before you'd even come close to finishing. Before you have a chance to process anything or maybe run away from shame, he's pulling your feet off the ground and hooking your knees on either side of his hips. The feeling of your slowly cooling piss being forcefully pressed into you by your boss's hips isn't something you ever expected to experience. His hard, clothed cock against your sodden and clothed pussy has you dizzy and drooling, though. Kissing you with desperation, he's all teeth and tongue and alcohol to the point you can hardly breathe. Everything feels like the strangest dream but you aren't complaining in the slightest.

"We're getting a room and some drinks," He demands, just as breathless, "And you can make a mess on my cock."

If you were any more drunk, you'd be convinced you're hallucinating as your boss drags you by your hand out the alleyway, intending to feed you drinks until you piss on him again.

[jaemlonfz]

MOVIE STAR

jaehyun x fem!reader

tw: english isnt my first language correct me if theres any mistakes actors!au, sex, jaehyun is kinda rude at first but gets cute at the end, creampie, sex on the couch, unprotected sex but please wrap yourself, I didn't proofread, if I have errors, help me, idk if there more.

wc: 2,9k

synopsis: you get really shy after a makeout scene with jaehyun, on your new kdrama and he makes a way of you get over it - or get even more shy.

author's note: i posted this last year and im editing it so looks better, english isnt my mother tongue so im sorry if theres any mistakes

movie star - cix

Last year was a wonderful year for your career, getting the attention you wanted and completely fair to your work, you finally started to see your career take off like a rocket. It was thanks to the second drama you did, having the role of the protagonist's best friend, the few scenes that you were the protagonist made many people appreciate your talent and started calling you for several series and films. This is one of them.

This new drama consisted of you as the lead, the famous Jeong Jaehyun as the second lead, and Hwang In-Youp as the second romance option. The script was really that common drama thing, it has a plot between two rival CEOs - you and Jaehyun - and your secretary - In-Youp. But the story at the end is about who you would end up with, and in this case it's Jaehyun.

His personality on camera is surprising, he managed to be a brat in person, even though he is the grandson of a CEO of a large company.

After several recordings, the satisfying last episodes arrived, a bit of a reward for those who were tense during the entire drama. In case you and Jaehyun finally act like a romantic couple, and that's where our problem comes in.

There was one scene in particular, after a long day of bad luck you come home and collapse in bed tired. When Jaehyun plans to make a surprise visit to your apartment and he finds you totally tense, lying face down on the bed he decides to treat you. The tiring night turned into something super fun, with movies and popcorn, something simple and pure.

Until the TV light tired their eyes, so they decided to sleep. The thing is, none of them could sleep a wink. Even though the night was fun, the concerns of your work came to the fore when you remembered that you would step in that place again, and in Jaehyun's head, there was no intense thought, but images of you rolling in slow motion, making it clear that he was extremely grateful and lucky to have you.

Moonlight illuminated the room, and two people awake while the clock read 1:27 in the morning, and you couldn't take it anymore. "Are you awake?"

"Yeah, you can't sleep either?" He asked and you soon grumbled in response. Undoing the shell, you turned it to face him.

"What's going on in your head, is it insomnia again?" Innocent words come out of your mouth

"You're on my mind, that's why I can't sleep" He smiled breathing heavily. Approaching without noticing, when he noticed he was already glued to his body. Now with both heavy breaths he decided to close the path, kissing her mouth for minutes that felt like a few more hours. Kissing down her neck and neck of her breasts. His breathing was a lot heavier now.

The scene was in the script. You had to record it, but this kiss was so sincere, Jaehyun had his hands on your precious waist, moving his thumbs in circles making you shiver just thinking about it.

Thank God that the producers shouted that the take was over, as the scene was on the brink of going off script. When you heard the warning, you got out from under the covers and ran to your dressing room. Taking a deep breath and mentally hammering that it was just a scene, and apparently there would be no need to redo it.

After a few minutes of the incident, you were already in the dressing room, with an iced americano on top of the dressing table, when someone knocked on the door. Screaming they can come in you were amazed when the director entered with Jaehyun in your small room.

'Thanks to your coworker here we are going to make some changes to the script, putting in more mature scenes. After everything the characters have been through they deserve a little bit." He finished the sentence and left the room leaving you and Jaehyun alone.

Your cheeks and ears were the deepest shade of red and you were blinking hard trying to believe this was just a dream.

When Jaehyun really stopped imagining what the additions to the script would be, he looked at you, and saw your face as red as a strawberry.

"It's just a scene." He said laughing. "You think you can't do it? The most pleasurable scene of all and you'll have to call your stunt double?"

He moved closer and closer, never giving your cheeks a chance to return to their normal tone.

"Are you going to have to call a stunt double just because you're too embarrassed to give yourself up to me?" He laughed, releasing the cold air on your neck. "Where's your professionalism?"

Now Jaehyun looked exactly like the character. Arrogant with a sky-high ego, but a hottie. And you were like your character too, always with red ears and extremely hurt by your teasing, but you changed the script - at least you tried - took your still arms out of place and grabbed Jaehyun's chest trying to throw him away, but failing miserably, as he had now taken ypur hands and bent down to kiss the palms of both.

"I'll see you soon." He whispered in her ear and gave a peck seconds before walking out the door.

Your heart was racing, and after that damned conversation you had to play the part without calling in any backup, just to prove something to that damn brat.

In the new scene, you were lying on the sofa while Jaehyun's hands explored your neck, slowly sliding down, his lips were sealed to yours and your hair was completely messed up, but in such a sexy way that you wanted to die.

Seconds later his hands descended to her waist and his lips slipped in the lap of your breasts, his face was bright and his eyes completely dark. When the director shouted "Cut!" you practically jumped off the couch like crazy and ran without even hearing feedback on your acting.

Since then the scenes have become much more difficult to record, your heart has been racing more and more and the amount of times you stutter seems abnormal. A few weeks ago you and Jaehyun were practically best friends, at the end of every recording you would go out drinking and having fun, but now you leave him as soon as the take is over and he definitely noticed.

-

"How can my lead actress run away from me like that" - Jaehyun said entering your dressing room and locking the door. From the look on his face he had plotted something and was close to executing his new plan.

Your face has already turned red remembering those lips wandering over your neck, stuttering uncontrollably you started to walk backwards until you hit the wall.

I know what happened to you, and that's pretty sweet to be honest - He followed you like a magnet follows metal, soon joining you by the wall.

His bare muscular arm - thanks to the blessed tank top he decided to wear today - was resting on the wall next to your reddened face.

"The directors are starting to complain, saying that your acting and professionalism has gone downhill" He said with those pink lips at the tip of your ear.

"If it continues like this they will end the series, and end the contract." Now he kissed your ear. "I know how to solve this."

That was his plan. And you knew it, but you were tempted. Did your career just take off and it's about to crash? You were lucky when you signed the company papers as it was one of the biggest in Korea. But now that was a disadvantage, if they fire you they'll spread it all over the press and you'll end up broke. So you fell for Jaehyun's miserable plan.

How would you solve this? - Your voice trembled along your legs.

"If you fuck with me, you'll lose the embarrassment of kissing me in front of the cameras." He said kissing down and biting your neck.

"We don't have more kissing scenes." You complained while giving space to Jaehyun, who was about to fit his knee between your legs.

"But I can change that. Again." Now he looked into your eyes, going through your physical body being able to see even your soul. "Do you want my help?"

Jaehyun's dark eyes pleaded with you without saying anything. And you couldn't deny or nod. You only managed to kiss that pretty mouth without saying anything.

In a matter of seconds you are pressed firmly against the wall, your hands on Jaehyun's neck, scratching, and his hands are divided. One on your neck trying to pull you closer and the other squeezing your waist.

Your eyes were closed, but when the kiss broke and you went to admire Jaehyun, your vision was blurrier than the streets when covered in fog. That was Jaehyun's effect on you.

It covered you like smoke leaving you dizzy, without vision and any senses.

And in that not seeing straight, you just felt your weight being carried to the couch. You were sitting normally, if not counting the fact that your chair was Jaehyun's lap. You tried to sloppily kiss him again, but that was impossible with your shirt between your faces.

She was being lifted up so they could have a perfect view of your bra covered chest - which was left there for now.

Now the kiss was successfully conceived now that you was shirtless. Your legs spread between Jaehyun's thick thighs were in constant motion up and down his lap. Until everything stopped.

"You look beautiful with those jeans, I don't even want to take them off." Jaehyun bit his lower lip as he said those words.

"But I'm so looking forward to seeing the color of your panties, especially what they hide" Now he would throw you on the couch. Turning you over, putting your back on the pillow.

Kissing your breasts you can't help but encourage him. "Light pink, with a little bow." You whispered in the brunette's ear.

You can feel his smile in the valley of your boobs . That while he was still there, because seconds later his mouth was somewhere else.

With sloppy moans accompanying another confusing kiss you could feel Jaehyun's cold hands go down to the bottom of your pants, then down as well.

Your tight jeans - which enhanced your ass in an absurd way - were already somewhere else, because now all Jaehyun admired was you, your bra - which honestly he doesn't know why he hasn't taken it off yet - and your light pink panties, which at the moment was already in another tone due to the humidity of your pussy.

Reading the brunette's thoughts, you grabbed the boy's strong arms and helped him unclasp your bra. Now with your breasts flying in his sight, he shifted again. Repeating the position leaving you in his lap. You wiggled around in his black jeans - specifically in the tent next to his belly. - His hands resting on the back of the couch and your head leaning back releasing the most pornographic moans ever seen while Jaehyun sucked your breasts like a child.

Biting the nipple and sucking the round - relatively large - while groping the other, making a switch in a few minutes.

Your cunt was now throbbing and trying to behave by squeezing into nothingness. Jaehyun - you just meowed and that was all it took for him to notice. Your nails itched and pulled Jaehyun's shirt off, giving you the pleasure of scratching that chest.

Back played on the couch, you breathed hard rolling your eyes just feeling the wind in your hot pussy.

In a flash you saw Jaehyun tucking the pink fabric into his pocket, and then you saw his head ducking into its warmth.

The pleasure that Jaehyun's mouth would bring to your body is something unimaginable and surprisingly unique. No one would ever dare to do like him. The tongue you've kissed many times was kissing somewhere else, but it kept being sloppy making everything more fun.

Your head was empty, and you were meaningless - other than the warmth and affection received between your legs - so the noise you made was so loud, but you didn't even care. After all I just felt like moaning like a bitch when Jaehyun told you.

"Were you a porn star before taking on this role? You moan like one." Aggressive words were thrown at you, but that still didn't stop you from continuing like a whore.

You've been close since he started labor, but when his tongue starts teasing your soft spot, your clit, you freak out.

Tired of listening to you exposing to the world how good he was, his arm fumbled in the pockets until he found the pink fabric. Tucking the wet panties into your mouth, and swirling your tongue around the sensitive hole, you climaxed with teary eyes.

"Now shut up." He said lifting your pussy and taking the tissue from your throat. "I want my souvenir back."

He said and kissed you, spreading the taste of your pussy all over your mouth.

Jaehyun was so naughty and so precious at the same time. It's been months since you had any kind of relationship, and even with the rude words Jaehyun didn't hurt you.

You were almost freaking out because he made you feel so good without even doing the full job - untill now.

Innovating the position now only you were sitting on the couch. Your knees were propped up on your chest giving a magnificent view of your swollen pussy.

Jaehyun was quick to get out of his dark jeans and underwear, spitting onto his pre-cum wet dick, in a matter of seconds you could feel him getting into position.

"Open your legs please." - Surprisingly he begged, and you gave in so easily. Whimpering in response and the icy contact you obeyed by stretching your legs.

"If you feel pain let me know." - He said kissing her lip. Jaehyun is so readable now. His brows were furrowed and he was biting his lip so hard it looked like any second it would bleed. On the other hand, they felt like they were tearing you apart.

Jaehyun's thick cock invaded you completely, every firm breath you took, your insides tightened, and you both suffered from it. You swore you saw Jaehyun shake, and he swore he looked like he was going to explode.

You closed your eyes tightly when you got used to it. Head shaking when Jaehyun was free to move.

Now it was you who was trembling. Jaehyun reached you in full when standing still, now in motion you came in a few moves.

It fit so well, and you felt magnificent, and seconds later, the news was coming. Its liquid exploded on Jaehyun who had to hold back from doing the same in less than 3 minutes inside.

You were already getting used to it. Getting used to swinging full length when Jaehyun hammered you. Your head bobbing back and forth, your hands destroying his pecs - thanks to your beautiful nails - and your boobs bouncing. It was already perfect, you were going to arrive for the third time and possibly pass out thanks to your fog, until everything changed

Jaehyun in a matter of seconds he lifted your thigh and rested his knee on your shoulder, invading you even more. The tip of his cock destroyed the beginning of your womb, and your bleary eyes changed. The cloud has changed.

Your head was spinning and you were seeing stars, you squeezed when you felt your third one coming, and this time Jaehyun felt the same.

You broke out in a cold sweat when he came on you. He shot all his flavor inside you, he made you a pie. And then your squirt came hard.

Your waters dripped from your eyes and your pussy. You cried when he laughed and said you were extremely hot while you came.

"I'm sorry I didn't talk that much when I was inside you." He placed a kiss on your cheek and walked over to your dressing table to grab the wet wipes packet.

"I was very concentrated, I wanted to impress you" He laughed as he walked back to your side.

You who had already closed your legs in shame had red cheeks when he opened it again. It was impossible not to moan as he cleaned you up. Jaehyun looked like an angel between her legs.

"Thank you so much." He kissed your thigh.

-

You were already dressed - you were still without your panties - when he sat next to you on the couch.

"I'm sorry about the couch too, it must have been uncomfortable for you, such a small place." - He fed his addiction of kissing your cheek. "Go out with me tomorrow and we'll finish in my bed, it's much bigger."

He turned your face giving another kiss, but this time on your mouth.

"What time do you pick me up?" You replied laughing shyly.

You were definitely not embarrassed to be around him anymore. And you didn't even notice the change.

His plans always worked.

@jaemlonfz 2023

[kyalico]

I remember how your hands felt on mine

☆ : hai guys this is my first tumblr post (idk how to use this app) english isnt my first language so i apologize for any grammar mistakes n my overuse of commas :’) was originally gonna be a nanami oneshot but i switched it in the middle of writing

characters: toji fushiguro (jjk) x gn!reader

warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, reader’s kinda an ass but so is toji, reader’s in denial half of the time ngl, rushed, not proofread :(

author’s note: its slightly inspired by i remember how your hands felt on mine by Wisp bc i luv that song <3 go stream!!

word count: 1.2k (short bc i wrote it in an hour and its time to sleep)

the cold air gently brushed on your delicate skin, whispering soft hums into your ear. your feet kicked back and forth above the gloomy water, your reflection barely visible from the cloudy specks floating above the surface.

his raspy voice ringing in your head every time the cool wind breathes onto you.

“i’ll love you forever and always, okay? don’t forget that, honey,” is what he would remind you of no matter the day or situation.

the stupid promises were repetitive to say the least, but you couldn’t help but reminisce the days where he gently held you against his firm arms, cooing nothing but delightful words that sounded melodic.

you had known toji for years. from freshman year of high school to now, adulthood. adulthood was definitely one of the most terrifying things to ever exist, but toji would always be there by your side no matter what. he went through hell and back if it meant seeing your smile that imitated a ray of sunshine for just a split second, and not once did he feel an ounce of regret for it.

the first interaction felt as if it came fresh out of a corny romance movie. looking back on it, you realize how unusual you used to act, yet toji never minded. in fact he loved how much you would rant on and on about something silly you’ve suddenly started to hyper fixate over or how much you absolutely despised chemistry. whatever it was, he adored it. he adored you.

now, what did go wrong in your relationship? was it the fact that you felt that he wasn’t emotionally mature enough or was it the fact that he thought you were never direct about how you felt about him? nobody knew the answer but you wish you did. he wishes he did.

“what the fuck? why would you just pour all of that onto me all at once? didn’t even give me some time to process, damn.” a condescending tone and a rough hand covering his face, he was insanely frustrated with you. you never meant for it to escalate, but it wasn’t really your fault he couldn’t handle this, right?

“it’s not my fault you’re never aware about how i feel,” you retorted, a frown on your face which was unusual knowing the fact you never frowned. seeing the way the corners of your lips turned down made toji uncomfortable.

“how am i supposed to know if you won’t give me shit? you lock yourself away in hopes of me getting the idea about how you feel.” toji groaned. it was getting harder to contain himself, but it was definitely frustrating that you were acting this way. you almost never did, and that’s what was so off about the situation.

“maybe read the room better? it’s not my fault you’re so fucking dense all of the time for no reason. it’s almost like you’d choose money over me.” you sneered as your body felt like it was burning up, temperature quickly rising as you struggled to keep yourself together. “i bet you spend all of that money on your side chicks, hm?” it was completely out of anger and you were basically speaking on autopilot at this point. it was hard to figure out what to say especially in the heat of the moment.

however, toji was infuriated at this point, unable to concentrate as he basically stared you down. his fists clenched, dull nails digging into his calloused hands with his knuckles turning snowy white. “the fuck? why the fuck would you say that? you’re actually so immature. i don’t know why you would think that in the first place, but maybe you’re right.” he scoffed, an unamused look on his face. “it’d be crazy if i just admitted i had a side chick or two, huh?”

“what?” it took you a while to fully process all of that, and it wasn’t great at all. “did you just admit to fucking other girls? holy shit, you’re a fucking whore!” you cried out, hand raising as it came in harsh contact with his cheek.

a red sting stained the feeling of his cheek, his eyes widening as he realized what came out of his mouth and it was stupid.

“wait, darling no.” he gently grabbed up by the shoulders, noticing the way your eyes glistened up. “sweetheart, it was just in the moment. i swear i didn’t mean it and i would never cheat on you.” he spoke rapidly in hopes of you believing whatever bullshit came out of his mouth.

a voice interrupted the continuation of your thoughts, the feeling of the wind once brushing against your skin. you didn't even realize the puny tear falling from your eye, sliding down your cheek.

you quickly wipe it away, warily turning around to locate the familiar voice hidden by the whispers of the wind. it was him, wasn’t it? you were unsure whether or not you wanted to see him in this very moment as uninvited memories swam back.

you felt the weight of a large hand covering your shoulder, its thumb gently caressing your skin. “hey, what’re you doing here?” toji spoke softly yet loud enough to penetrate the sound of the wind.

“nothing. what about you, why are you here?” you mumble, responding with a hint of hesitation present in your voice.

“missed you, that’s all.” he gently pecked your cheek without a request and he knows he doesn’t have to ask for permission from you. you’d allow it anytime.

“liar, don’t even.” you slowly pulled away, looking back down at the murky waters. “your ass cheated on me, i dont want you back.” huffing, the wind exposing your features that he absolutely loved.

he squished your cheek gently. “already told ya, i never did and will never want to.” he planted another kiss on your body, except this was on the top of your head.

“your ass admitted it, didn’t you? that’s why we broke up, you slut.” you sighed. you didn’t want to talk about any of this but he was definitely willing to after messing up horribly.

“no, baby, no.” toji sat next to you on the bench, grabbing your hand in his. “i know you won’t believe me, but it was all in the heat of the moment.”

“i genuinely didn’t mean to hurt you at all, please know that. i love you so much and saying those things was the biggest regret and mistake i’ve ever made in my life, and i hate making mistakes especially when it comes to you.” he confessed and you couldn’t lie, you wanted to believe it. and you did.

you noticed the sincerity in his voice, the look of love in his eyes. eyes that were meant for you and only you.

you would’ve never expected for him to own up to his mistakes, but you needed to as well. he wasn’t all at fault, especially when you instigated the argument in the beginning. pride was swallowing you whole, and you didn’t want to ruin the moment at all.

you let it swallow you but also let the warmth of his body engulf you. you missed this. you missed him.

“it’s okay, hun. i forgive you.” you spoke gently, forgiveness was all toji needed. he didn’t even care for the fact that you were at fault. all that mattered was you. just you.

you’ll apologize soon, but you needed him right now. not even the frosty wind and the aroma of seawater could ruin this moment.

☆ rlly rushed ending so sorry!! ill do better :’(

[sturnstvs]

flowers - matt sturniolo

warnings: toxic relationship, use of y/n, cheating?, angst, fluff? no happy ending

summary: in which a relationship you thought could turn into a life long commitment turns sour when you reliaze that your boyfriend isnt the same loving guy you met

note: I hope I did this song justice as its one of my favorite songs ALSO NOT SAYING MATT WOULD DO THIS IRL THIS IS A FIC

bold - lyrics

matt x reader

took me over to you house to meet your family

you were always scared to meet any of your boyfriends family because it seemed like a reoccurring pattern that you would fall apart shortly after, so when matt first suggested to go to boston with him and his brothers, you politly declined. you kept declining, every time he asked. he finally convinced you, which was surprising to you. so here you are in boston, at his house. meeting his parents.

introuduced me to them sayin' that you'd marry me

when you walked through that door, you were severely overwhelmed. it didn't help when matt's mom, marylou, asked if you guys were serious when you first walked into the door and of course matt said

"of course. I'm going to marry her, she's my forever"

then you'd look me in the eye and say, "it's just a joke"

after interacting and bonding with his family, matt pulled you aside and told you what he said earlier was just a joke. you laughed it off. it was just a joke.

then you'd kiss me and i'd smile, did you even know?

he kissed you after. I smiled, weather it was fake or not I smiled. if it was just a joke and it meant nothing why did that make you feel the way it did. it wasn't like you were actually that serious or have talked about your future together. it didn't matter. at least that's what you told yourself.

when you'd say that kinda thing, I'd be excited

even though that's what you told yourself, you knew you wanted a future with matt, deep down. so saying that he wanted to marry you got you all giddy inside. it made you happy.

got me hopin' maybe one day you would mean it

as the night when on that's all you could think about. your future together. how matt would propose, everything.

always thought I'd make a fool of someone else

you were a shy kid. you silently judged people for the clothes they wore, or the way they talked just cause you were insecure. yeah, it wasn't your finest moment. you always thought you would finally say that out loud to one of the popular kids but you never did.

now you've only gone and me make one of myself

what a foolish thing to think. thinking back maybe planning for a future you and matt didn't have, was your biggest mistake.

i guess the flowers aren't just used for big apologies

matt loved giving you flowers. it was one of his favorite things to do. weather it was for a date night or after a fight. he always gave you flowers. maybe that was part of your downfall. a simple gesture could save everything

i guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me

i should have read between the lines of what matt was actually saying when he said all these amazing things like

"we'll be together forever" or "I love you"

'cause when we fight, you'd give me space, and not communicate

matt was shut off with his feelings. he really only spoke about feelings with his brothers which was hard on you. one night you had this pretty heated fight. lets just say there were multiple tears shed, and strained voices. matt of course being the person he is gave you space thinking that's what you needed. problem was he didn't communicate how to make the situation better for the future if it happened again, which got you into the on going cycle.

and for a while, I thought that's what I should appreciate.

at first you thanked him. you always had a problem with needing to calm down by yourself after getting overwhelmed by a fight. you soon realized however, that you wanted that space by your side to be filled by your boyfriend. you wanted his comfort. you never tried to talk about it with him however. you knew it wouldn't go well.

maybe I was holdin' on to what I thought you were

you thought maybe the main reason you didn't want to talk to him about your feelings with the subject was because you were scared. scared that he wasn't the same person he was when you first met. maybe he wasn't that same boy that was the kindest, most sweetest person ever. maybe you just made it all up in your head.

but when you think to hard eventually, it starts to hurt.

you drifted your mind away from those thoughts as much as you could however. it hurt your emotionally and physically thinking about how matt had possibly changed.

the version of you in my head, now I know, wasn't true.

looking back I should have known that what I had planned in my head was not real. how could it have been. of course it was a fantasy. it was just a mask covering the true pain you felt from matt not being there for you.

young people fall for the wrong person, guess my one was you.

growing up you always heard that you will have to go through a big turning point before you find your one true love. you thought you had that with matt. but unfortunately for you he was your big turning point.

i was gettin' any flight, so we could make it work

eventually you had to move away from LA to pursue the career that you have always dreamed of. you being you of course, decided not to break up and just work long distance (big mistake). every chance you had, any time off you would get on that plane and fly back to LA to keep making this work. it was only you doing this however. never him

you'd ignore me, could've told me you were seeing her

there were times when the two of you weren't together that matt would ignore you. you reassured yourself that he was just busy. but when nick and chris immediately responded to a text right away, you knew it was him. back in LA matt had met a girl. 'we are just friends' he said, 'i have a girlfriend' he always reassured his friends and brothers. but was it really true? and of course you had no knowledge of this.

kinda hate myself for justifying your mistakes

every single time matt made a mistake you easily forgave him, whether it was something big or little, it didn't matter. you always forgave him. he just had to use those puppy dog eyes that you now hate so much, and give you flowers and you forgave him. you scolded yourself for that now.

took a minute, but I learned that shit the hard way

he repeated mistakes over and over and over again and you always let it slide. even if he did the same mistakes twice.

'he was just drunk' you told yourself

'he would never purposely do that to you' every little thing in your head was just your way of telling yourself that you didn't have a healthy relationship with matt anymore, you just didn't want to admit it.

who are you to tell me I cant be heartbroken?

when the break up came you were kind of anticipating it. after dealing with the same shit for months it was bound to happen. it just came to a shock when matt mentioned it first. of course once again getting into a headed fight, you said you should break up and even though he was the one to mention it he blamed you for breaking what they had. if you had anything in the first place.

"you don't get to be hurt about this y/n you're the one who suggested it" matt yelled at you

it didn't make sense because he was the one to bring it up first.

babe, you had the chance. the door for you was open

he had his chance. he blew his chance. it was not something that he could just recover with flowers again. you were ready to give him everything, even though you knew his behavior was toxic. but he threw that all away.

if it's what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night

hearing the news of the girl he once actually loved moving on, he felt heartbroken. she had never looked happier, which was somehow worse. the girl that was the cause of all this was of course, using him for his fame. making the whole situation 100 times worse. every day he lay awake struggling to fall asleep. thinking about the times that they were happy. 'she was happier with me back then'. at least that's what he told himself.

pretend I havent found a man who finally treats me right

moving on was a rigorous process yet it was rewarding. getting away from what toxic relationship you had prior, was like a detox. you found a man who finally treated you with kindness. helped you calm down after a heated fight, didn't buy flowers every time he messed up. your life was great.

matt's life on the other hand was terrible. this was karma. to all the shit he had done to you, every time he played with your feelings, your brain. he pretended like you hadn't moved on. he pretended it was still real between you and one day you would find your way back to each other.

if there's anything I've learned, it's you should watch yourself

if there was anything you could take away from your relationship with matt, was to pay attention to the little things. the little things that don't help.

if it's hurting you, then leave and go and get some help

note:

guys I hope you liked it. writing will be slow from now on. but I love this song and I wanted to make a one shot of it right now.

[anonymous-eggy]

Quest with an Mc who has recurring nightmares

i apologize for any spelling and/or grammar mistakes. i mostly wrote this to comfort myself after yet another nightmare

• He finds out after you log on particularly early one day because of a real nasty nightmare. he had taken a morning shift so he was also on earlier than usual

• from his usual readings of conversations he misses while logged off, its particularly unusual for you to be on so early. especially since you talk about sleeping in

• you were joking around and chatting with Xyx, who happened to be on at the time, which should have made him feel at ease, but he's a worrywart at heart so he sends you a message through the mods only channel.

• he's the server dad so of course he's checking on his partner.

• when you tell him its only because of a nightmare and that it happens all the time, he immediately understands

• i feel like he gets nightmares due to having ptsd from his past.

• so he sort of understands the whole thing of wanting to do something to get your mind off the nightmare.

• he of course asks if you want to talk about it or call after you finish chatting with Xyx.

• and so you do after warning him that you probably look like a tired mess. and he tells you that he doesn't mind and that you're always beautiful. cheesy ass mf

• he means it though

• after the two of you finally move in together, the first few nights of sleeping in the same bed are met with a pleasant string of either no dream or good dreams.

• and then it wears off

• if its one that makes you twitch awake, he's already awake ready to comfort you.

• i imagine he's a light sleeper for obvious reasons and just that he's always been a naturally light sleeper in general.

• he always first gives a gentle sleepy "hey, you okay?" before opening his arms to engulf you in a cuddle and ask you if you wanna talk about it.

• it's worth noting he lets you initiate the cuddle. he never touches you more than he already was until you give verbal or nonverbal permission after you have a nightmare.

• if you dont wanna talk about it, then thats alright. you can just lay there in his arms and rest your head on his chest. listen to his heartbeat and trace his chest tattoo until you're lulled back to a hopefully dreamless sleep.

• if you do want to talk about it, he always listens intently while rubbing your back in calming circles or running his fingers through your hair

• if the nightmare has left you paranoid about the door being locked or the curtains on a particular window being closed, he has no issues with getting up to check for you or with you.

• he may not be a jealous or possessive lover, but he sure as hell is a protective one.

• so he'll do almost anything to help you feel safe.

• which includes holding your hand while the two of you go check the object of your paranoia.

• he knows the door is locked and the curtains are always drawn over the windows because he checks every night before going to bed out of habit, but he doesnt mind.

• all he ever wants is for you to feel safe. its no chore or bother to him

• COMPLETELY off topic, but if he were a dog, he'd absolutely be a livestock guardian dog breed. he just gives those vibes.

• if you feel insecure or embarrassed about it, he's ready to comfort you and let you know it really isnt silly or dumb

• he truly understands. the entire first two years he lived alone in his apartment after getting out of prison he regularly woke up from nightmares of his old gang finding him and would anxiously peak around corners to check the door and any windows thoroughly. several times.

• sometimes he still does get those nightmares.

• comfort cuddle party for when you both have a nightmare? absolutely.

• 4 am and you both cant sleep because of a bad dream? i guess its time for an early cozy breakfast.

• he'll have you sit on the counter while he cooks for you both.

• maybe it turns into you guys making out. i mean. nightmare or not, seeing that man cook in sweatpants with no shirt would have me on my knees.

• and in the comfort of your own shared home? a bit of intimacy after a rough night sure helps lift the mood

• he somehow doesn't burn the food. usually.

• if he does its only because you kept it going and distracted him far too much ;)

• and if you do have a nightmare and wake up without him waking up, its okay to cuddle closer to him.

• if he's facing away from you, he'll roll over, throw an arm around you, and softly kiss your head, whether or not he fully wakes up

• if it was a bad nightmare and you need more comfort than that, its okay to wake him up.

• he probably even told you to wake him up early on into living with him. he never wants you to have to deal with those feelings alone.

• this is also why if you guys have a dog, they'll have to be trained to sleep in their own dog bed in the room.

• anyone who owns a dog knows that they'll wake you up too many times at night if you're a light sleeper and sleep in your bed

• and with you and Quest waking up because of nightmares, yall need all the rest you can get.

• despite all this, you guys do rest well normally.

• most nights when you have minor nightmares you're mostly desensitized to, you just kinda roll over and scoot closer to Quest before falling back asleep.

• and he'll pull you closer and also quickly fall back asleep.

hope you other bitches on here with chronic nightmares enjoy hell yeah 😎 fuck it we ball

[fictionkinfessions]

Earlier (and by arlier i mean like 30minutes ago) i just made a bunch of pluralkit bots and started talking to myself, but it doesnt really feel like im talkignt o myself yk? Idk. I thought (and still think) that i was fictionkin but. Like- something similar had happened like this a while ago, where i would want to use certain pronouns- but ONLY in the context of me being the character. Ive done alot of reaserch on DID, OSDD, & the like and i was pretty sure that i was a singlet, bit idontthink that just based off of this ill be able to know if im plural or not but yea (sorry to any systems/ more educated people than me who are reading this if im spreading misinformation please tell me! I do NOT want to be purposely spreading misinfo)

I have other things that could be read as symptoms of DID/OSDD, though they can be explained away by other conditions i have. Like memory gaps/ not remembering what happened but knowing that something happened (this can be explained by adhd), and intense mood swings- like ill be super happy one moment, then ill get a moment of silence and just. Sit there. In the silence. Or ill get really fucking mad out of nowhere over small things. (This could again be due to adhd, autism, smth else, or just me being a teen so my homomones are doing whatever theyre doing, and the last one could be a trauma response to things) another kind of mood swings but id still count it as seprate is, doing something, really drastic, but being fully in the moment, id act- crazy isnt the right word, but i cant think of another decriptor, but then id come back into being, like id become aware of my actions and just.

Like- sit there? Thinking and asking myself why i did that. (Yea idk why this happens sometimes, not as often recently but its been like that for a while)

Sometimes things i dont remember watchign will show up as watched (but that could be a youtube glitch or an adhd memory issue)

Ill have periods of time (sometimes but usually after a traumatic/stressful event) where ill grow severely attatched to characters, ill animorph into them kinda but then after a while it just. Goes away. Sometimes i still miss the friends or family of said character but not always.

Idk if this stuff is normal, i just wanna know if this lines up w/ the experiences of snyone and if they could tell me what this means?

Sorry in advance if this isnt ok to post mpc

(I also apologize for my spelling mistakes to anyone who has a difficult time reading, ill try to do better next time if i submit another ask)

party note this is supposed to be an open question so if anyone would like to reply, please feel free!

[urperfectcinnamonroll07]

Days Like This

requested?: no pairings: kim mingyu x afab!reader genre: established relationship, smut warnings: smut, piv sex, lowercase is intentional (fight me), sir kink, oral (f recieving), not proof read, mingyu being a sassy queen, mingyu being a cocky bitch (kinda), lmk if i missed anything or if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes summary: 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘺𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩... word count: 1.5k a/n: i was feeling mega single this valentines day with my two jabs, so decided to write this in response to that, kinda made me feel better, but i can never take myself seriously again lmao, anyways, enjoy! lmk if there r any spelling/grammar mistakes pls bc this isnt proof read lmao. remember to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah! -Cila

you rolled over on your bed, only to find that the space next to you, that mingyu usually occupies, was cold and empty. you frown in confusion. eventually, you arose from your lying position, and made a move to go and find your boyfriend, after all, it was valentines day.

you swung your leg out onto the floor, only to find that something smooth and small was beneath your foot. you turned to look over the side of the bed, and you saw... rose petals? surely not? they seemed to be making a pathway, but to where? and more importantly, where the hell was mingyu?

"mingyu?" your small voice rang out in the bedroom, yet, there was no response. had he left? he couldnt have, you two completely cleared your scheduals just to be with eachother, so where the fuck could he have gotten to?

you swung your other leg out from underneath the covers of your bed, and made your way to follow the pathway of rose petals. you couldn't really think about where your boyfriend could have gone without telling you, until you saw a small pink cut out of an arrow, with the words 'follow the petals' scrawled on it. you recognised it of mingyu's handwriting, so of course he had written it.

alone behold, you kept following the rose petals, until you got to... the bathroom? you took a look inside, to see the blinds drawn, and rose petals scattered in and around the bathtub, steam flowing out of it with a ton of bubbles and baby pink water. another note, on the small table next to the bath. this time it read 'you found my first surprise, i thought we could start off the day with a nice steamy hot bath, if you catch my drift, princess - mingyu' and a small winky face written close to it.

you rolled your eyes with a smile as you felt strong arms wrap around your front.

"i missed you, my love" mingyu husked in your ear, leaving small kisses down your neck, before moving back up again.

"should have stayed in bed then" you said plafully, reaching behind you to play with your boyfriend's hair, he hums lowly in response

"wouldn't have been able to make my beautiful future wife this warm bath" he leaves a kiss at your earlobe and rests his chin on your shoulder

"lets get into it then" you turn around in his arms to look at him, he pecks your nose and in response, you scrunch it up, he chuckles before moving to take his top off.

not long later, you were both sat in the bath, mingyu behind you, you inbetween his legs. he was massaging your scalp with his long slender fingers, you play with the small hairs on the nape of his neck, your arm resting on his shoulder to do so.

"i could stay like this forever" you groan as he reaches a specific part on your head

"oh yeah?" he retorts, you just nod in response.

you pull his hair subconciously when he pulls a small strand of yours, and lets out a low groan. you turn your head over your shoulder to look at him with a curious look when he does so, he just smirks at you and shrugs, then leans in for a kiss.

you two instantly melt into it, tongues dancing together in perfect harmony, but fighting for dominance at the same time. he, of course, wins, and you don't. not that you really mind, he loves to take care of you, and you love it too.

you moan lightly into the kiss as you turn around in the bath, making the water make noises against the edges of the bathtub as you do so. he doesnt stop when you straddle his lap and tangle your fingers in his hair. nor does he stop when you lightly pull it, letting out a small groan instead, but keeping on with the kiss.

"gyu" you whimper when he moves to kiss your neck, moving down your collorbone and down to your tits and sucking on them gently, making you moan and whimper in response.

"bedroom or no?" he says against your collorbone as he comes back up again, face-to-face with you, leaving small bites on his way back up

"bedroom" you nod he picks you up effortlessly, occupying you with kisses on the walk back to the bedroom.

the sheets would be soaked, but none of you really cared as you were too blinded by lust and passion. he layed you down on the bed, and started kissing down your neck again, making his way down your body, leaving small hickeys on his way. before you knew it, he was looking up at you from inbetween your legs for your permission to keep going. you nodded and he got straight to work.

he licked a stripe up your folds, stopping and smirking against you when your hands fly to his hair and a lewd moan escaped your lips. he keeps at it, sucking on your clit, holding your thighs to keep you on his face. your juices covering his lips, he looks up at you through it all, memorising the facial expressions you make and smirking whenever you moan or whimper. you hands were tugging harshly at his hair as you come closer and closer to your peak.

"gyu" you moan out "m'gonna cum" you whine

"good girl, cum f'me angel, wanna see your pretty little face when you cum... atta girl, thats it" he praises against your wetness, sending vibrations through you, making you cum all over his face.

he smiles as he licks a stripe up you, gazing up at you from his position. he swiftly moves back up over you and kisses you again, making sure you can taste yourself on his lips.

"pussy's so good honey, need t'do that more often" he says, leaving sloppy kisses down your neck.

"need you, now" you try to pull him closer by wrapping a leg around his waist, feeling his hardened dick on your thigh, he resists

"ah, ah, ah" he tuts "what's the magic word, princess?" he teases

"please" he looks at you expectantly "please sir, want you to fuck me so bad" you whimper out

"all you had to do was ask" he teases before lining himself up with your enterance.

you moan at the stretch, it only hurting for a few seconds before mingyu begins to thrust in and out of you, making small grunts and groans as he does so.

"been fucking you for a year but y'still so fucking tight angel" he groans out

"sir" you cry out "fuck, feel so good" you whimper

"i know baby" he cooes "i fuckin' know. my cock feels so good f'you, doesn't it? hm? doesn't it feel so good?" you moan out in response.

he grabs your chin and forces you to look at him

"words princess, use your words f'me" he groans, keeping up his harsh fast pace, his hips smacking against yours making you feel complete ecstasy

"fuck, feels so good sir" you cry out

he keeps going, hitting that spongy part inside of you over and over again, until you feel the familiar knot in your stomach begin to unravel

"gonna cum sir. please let me cum! swear i'll be good sir, please" you beg

"good girl, such a good girl f'me aren't you? begging for me to let you cum, you can cum angel, you're gonna have to be so good for the rest of the day otherwise i won't fuck you like this again tonight hm?" you nod vigerously "words, princess, use y'fuckin' words" he practically growls

"yes sir! i'll be so good for you-fuck" you moan out, feeling yourself come closer and closer until the knot snaps and you come undone all over his cock, your tight walls spasming around him

"fuck angel" he slips out of you and comes all over your lower stomach with a loud groan.

you both sit in silence, the only thing that could be heard was your panting, suddenly, mingyu breaks the silence

"so fucking pretty honey" he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and getting up

"where you going?" your sweet voice rings out

"to get something to clean you up, pretty" he comes back a few seconds later with a wet cloth, he spreads your legs and wipes through your folds. you shudder, but he keeps going, before cleaning his own cum off of your stomach.

"i love you s'much, angel" he says against your ear when he lays down on top of you

"i love you more" you whisper before silence falls upon the both of you again.

"the sheets are soaked" you state, getting up and trying to walk straight, but its a hard job when your legs are wobbly and shaking

"wanna make them even more soaked?" mingyu teases, wrapping his arms around your waist.

you playfully shove his chest as he chuckles and nibbles on your earlobe, giving it a small nip before helping you change the sheets and getting ready for the day ahead of you both.

[endclover]

TRUST ISSUES - Grian x Reader

Warnings: Angsty (kind of), blood, wounds and injuries, wild animals (wolves), and of course death.

Note: This is based on The Life Series and can be read as part of any season. Grian has wings and Reader is allies with Cleo.

My first mcyt fic!! English isnt my first language so i'd appreciate if you stay kind ♡. Might make a part 2, most likely not though.

A small gasp escapes your mouth, the sting of the cold air coming in contact with your wounded thighs was slowly getting to you. Not only that, dusk was slowly creeping in and night in the mountains wasn’t a fun time.

“I’m serious! please just cooperate will ya’. I’m carrying you back home whether you like it or not.” Grian kept on insisting

“I told you I don’t want to!” You weren’t quite sure how to tell him, that your crippling anxiety and trust issues simply don’t trust him enough to not drop you a hundred miles up in the sky.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of heights” He questioned in disbelief

“Am not” You defended

“Then why wont you just let me fly you home?”

“Its just-” You wanted to trust him. But after all that’s happened, you don’t think its possible anymore. And to put yourself in such a vulnerable place is asking for a death wish.

“Do you not trust me?”

Silence befell upon the two of you. Your heartbeat was racing, trying to supply your body with the blood it need that was constantly being loss due to the huge scratch that was causing you excruciating pain.

The whisper of the wind filled the surrounding area, along with the hum of leaves and snow. You looked at Grian in the eyes, and you knew he understood what your silence meant.

"Well then, I’ll be off to hunt." You said, putting on your boots

"Be back before night; they might be around. And try to only go after passive creatures, you know how wild animals can be" Cleo advised

"Alright, alright." You wave, making your way out the front door.

~

You were halfway up the mountain when you realized you'd forgotten to bring a shield.

"Oh well, already up here, might as well continue," you sighed.

Little did you know that letting that slip would cause a catastrophe.

~

You extended your arm to fire another arrow. You preferred to hunt from a distance, seeing as you haven’t got a shield to protect yourself. You reach to your waist, where the pouch containing all your arrows was, but to your surprise, there was none left. What an unlucky day you whine to yourself after coming to the conclusion you didn’t refill it the last time you foraged.

After getting over your mistake, you approach your now-dead target to get the resources you needed. You reach down to grab the miss-shot arrow by its side in case you might need it again, and as you do, lurking behind you was a pack of hungry wolves looking for their dinner.

In the snowy alp you were in, the song of the snow and occasional rustling of leaves is all there was to hear, so the low growl and sound of steps were definitely noticeable, but you weren’t able to react quick enough.

As you turn around to the woods, a wolf pounced on you. The wild animal’s claw dug into your thighs; it retracted its paw, making the scratch bigger than it already is almost reaching up to your knees.

You skillfully draw your sword, swinging it across the wolf’s chest giving you time to get back on your feet and retreat. But the rest of the wolves wouldn’t let you get away so easily.

As fast as you could, you ran to the woods to hide. You knew it’d be damn near impossible to make the wolves lose track of you because of their unmatched sense of smell, plus the trail of blood your leaving but you had to try. You can’t die a coward.

The rest of the pack swiftly chase after you, their large paws leaving prints on the ground, their claws and fangs ready to attack.

A smaller but faster wolf got to you, but after slashing it with your sword it backed-out. Soon after, the rest of the unfriendly gang retreated after discerning that you weren’t such an easy target.

You didn’t want to take any chances so you continued to run, the adrenaline in your blood was pumping making the wound barely noticeable but soon enough it started aching. the unbearable snowy terrain made it more and more difficult to run, and the possibility of running into another wild animal made you anxious. There was no decision or choice to be made, however. The only correct answer was to run.

~

After figuring you had gotten pretty far from the scene of injury, you stopped to catch your breath. Near a cliffside you took a seat, weapon still in- hand, just in case.

You heaved out a big sigh and closed your eyes for a while. Moments after, you regained a bit of energy and stood up, though your legs weren’t quite ready to walk. You turned your head to look back at the forest, where you saw a figure in the distance.

‘huh… didn’t know hallucinations were a side effect of wounds.' You whisper to yourself.

"Hey [reader]! "Is that you?" A familiar voiced called out. the figure now running towards you. Once again the adrenaline started kicking in. Surely, they aren’t here to kill you.

In the cruel game you were in, it was every player for themselves. Past friendships were barely taken into consideration and if they were, most of the time it would end in betrayal. With only a few hours left before you turn red, you too were starting to get desperate.

“What happened here? are you alright?” He said, wings drooped down. He tried to approach you further, taking small steps to where you were stood.

“No! don’t get any closer.” You step back, using your bad leg accidentally, causing you to whimper.

“It’s alright, I wont hurt you. I’m only here to help.” he claimed

You sneered to yourself. After all the deaths he directly and indirectly caused, it was quite reasonable for you to be wary of him. But your brief alliance and agreement during the start of this world made you ponder if he means the truth.

“Ah that looks bad; you’re losing too much blood.”

“Yeah, obviously.”

“Come on, I’ll fly you back.”

You were stunned by his words, and shocked at how much he thinks you trust him. For him to fly you home, to bring you up in the sky, hundreds above the ground, is basically giving him the opportunity to drop you and gain more for himself.

“I’d rather bleed to death, thank you.” you said in a monotone voice.

“I’m serious.”

You cant help but take a step back despite having a cliff behind you. “You have it wrong Grian, I am not afraid of heights, nor am I afraid of anything.”

“I am too.”

”Well, I think I’d rather have you be upset about heights than have you dead. So stay still because I’m carrying you back.” Grian said, moving forward and reaching over to grab hold of you.

“Then what’s all the fuss about?”

The moment you’ve been dreading, to tell him four simple words ‘I don’t trust you’. This game is one man for themself. No feelings or emotions have to be taken into consideration, and all relationships are out the door, yet you cant help but be disheartened to tell him the truth.

“Its- Its just…” You cant find the words, a thousand voices are speaking in your head yet the one you have doesn’t have anything to say.

“Do you not trust me?”

“…”

“If you stay here, you have zero chances of getting out alive. If you go with me, at least there’s still a slither of hope.”

“With the way you say it, you make sound so easy.”

“I just want to help. And to put justice to the agreement we made at the beginning”

You recall the start of this world, where all the worries of death are far, and alliances are being built. Now’s the complete opposite.

“Grian, this game is life or death. Trust is more rare than diamonds you should remember.” you murmur.

“And more valuable. I know with all the disasters and chaos I’ve caused, its hard to trust me. But just this once please let me help. After this, we owe each other nothing.”

You couldn’t keep up the facade you were putting on. You knew you needed help, and you were willing to trust him. ‘Just this once’ you promise yourself knowing damn well it won’t the last.

[petrigrof-doomed-yuri]

i hate petrigrof.

just kidding. i do not. kinda.

note: this post makes petrigrof seem toxic. its not toxic. its just very doomed.

this is part one of my talking about the things i hate about petrigrof! because theres a lot. its. its insane.

i hate fionna and cake the series. just kidding again, but i hated the they way handled them. it felt so.. incomplete. which the series isnt over yeah, but simon basically was like “yay! im happy again!” at the end so im gonna pretend all the relationship building is over.

this also isnt the only time im talking about the fionna and cake series with this, because thats where we get most of our content from. but yeah anyways eyebrjdbsmd

i hate how simon was made out to be the bad guy and like betty did no wrong. which, did simon do something wrong? yeah he did. he didn’t consider how much betty gave up to fulfill his dream and stuff etc etc.. but betty is a grown woman. shes her own person.

this like also kinda harmful stereotype of women wanting to do what the man wants but i digresssssss 😁😁

but anyways, betty is her own person. simon never asked her to do any of it. like, yeah i agree simon is really stupid for no realizing it. yeah i think simon shouldve known better, but then again.. this isnt anyway his fault.

the fact though, is he never asked for her opinion on things. THATS the problem. but that wasn’t really ever talked about, so its kinda just.. bbbbllllleaaaaggghhggghh…

another thing about betty is that she should definitely be hold accountable. but also, to be fair, she thought “wow simon is my idol and is soooooo cool” and then started dating him. like babe i love you but why would u do that… there was such a horrible power balance because she read his books before and she thought of him as something higher because of that. so of course she subconsciously gave up all of her dreams for him. which sucks but i feel like she needed to learn how to stand her ground.

i am NOT blaming her though. at all.

she just was OBSESSED over simon to the point she wasnt her own person. which sucks, but she needed to learn to let go and move on.

dont get me wrong though.. i love these two so much!

i think definitely with a longer relationship (they were only together for about 5 years or under and didn’t even get married) so they were early-ish in their relationship so they didnt work out any of the kinks. and thats what sucks about them! they didnt have enough time to you know, have a relationship.

i think these two with enough time couldve been something great and its so sad they couldn’t get the life they deserve:( i love them sm

(i didnt cover all of my points here, so later down the road i may rewrite this LOL)

(also i didnt re read this so uh. sorry for the mistakes!)

[darlink-xoxo]

OUR FAVORITE SONG!* ੈ♡‧₊˚

in which, you can't help glancing at your crush while listening to your favorite song

and i guess he cant either..

GIF isnt mine

─ͥ─ͦ─ͮ─ͤ➼♥

new post lets gooooo <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

pt 2 is right here

this the song 👇 enjoy 🫶

Warnings: Fluff, Possible ooc bakugou, Little Swearing, Puppy love 🫶.... and also spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ You were choosing to spend the free time you were given in class to study for the upcoming test, yes you were that bored. So with nothing else to do you succumb to the soft melody playing in your headphones, lightly bopping your head to the beat of the music.

'𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵.. 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯����, 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵,'

you oh so desperately didnt want to fail, this was ua of course, and with a teacher like Aizawa.. well you didnt want to take any chances. you had both your textbook and notebook opened on your desk, as you read whatever in the next book, anything you found remotely useful you wrote down, and if nothing appealed to your studies, you simply distracted yourself by doodling little things on the sides of your paper.

so deep into your studying, you barely noticed the man on the other side of the room. Bakugou was slouched over his desk, his head laid over his folded arms as he appeared to be sleeping to pass the time.

'𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵.. 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦, 𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 <3'

y/n mindlessly scribbled down their notes and/or doodles, time seemed to tick away slower than normal. lazily glancing back and forth between their notebook and textbook, y/n recited the lyrics in their head, now's not the time for karaoke..

'𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵..'

'maybe i just wanna be yours<3'

y/n took a double take once they realized they had written that last lyric instead of their textbook notes.

'𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,

𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,

𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,'

grumbling, they erased the lyrics from their paper, deciding to give both themselves and their hand a break from writing. choosing to read over their notes to make sure they didnt miswrite anything else.

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴..'

pausing, y/n finds their gaze leaving their notes. and instead, focusing on the blonde tuff of hair hidden behind a certain boy's arms

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴..<3'

y/n stared for a moment, taking the time to appreciate the scene in front of them. until ultimately regaining control of themselves. startled by their actions, y/n feverishly returns to their notes, hoping the subtle shake in their hand isnt as violent as their heartbeat.

'𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 '𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵.. 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵,'

bakugou shifted, the feeling of being watched settled through his skin. he slightly stretched for a moment, before slowly opening his eyes.

'𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯..(𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦)'

his gaze eventually landed on y/n, who finally got their heart to calm down. his half lidded narrow eyes hid the way he watched fondly as y/n glanced back and forth between their textbook and notebook.

he found it funny that y/n never really studied their notes until right before a test, 'last minute preparation' he recalls y/n calling it. he remembers how y/n fumbled to explain to him that glancing at their notes right before a test helps bring their notes to the front of their memory, therefore making it easier to remember.

'𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨..'

bakugou continued to watch them, his steel gaze never wavering even when y/n glanced at him.

y/n was taken aback for a moment, the feelings they barely had under control moments prior, were beginning to make their forceful return to the surface.

'𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵..'

bakugou stared in mild amusement as y/n awkwardly smiled at him, his gaze held strong and unnerving as his eyes trailed up and down on y/n's form.

'𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵..'

y/n felt their body unconsciously tuck in on itself when they noticed bakugou's eyes trailing down their form, watching their every move with a fire burning red beneath those eyes.

'𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~'

bakugou almost found himself chuckling as he watched y/n practically crumble under his gaze, it's as if y/n didnt know their gaze held a similar effect on him as well. although with him, it's more internalized.

'𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,

𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,

𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~'

y/n could feel their heart explode in their chest, did bakugou know the effect he had on them?? it doesnt help the fact that this could very much all be one sided, y/n felt even more embarrassed remembering that the music was playing in 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 ears.. not his

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴..'

bakugou watched in mild confusion as y/n suddenly buried their face in their hands, slowly peaking at him through their fingers before quickly going back into hiding.. did y/n really think covering their face would stop him from admiring them?

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴...'

y/n could only pray that bakugou would stop staring at them with that look any time soon.. how could they even try to calm their rapidly beating heart?? was he trying to give them a heart attack??!??

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴..'

bakugou continued to watch in slight amusement, silently laughing at how he probably would've had a similar reaction if roles were reversed. where he was the one who caught y/n staring, but then again.. he and y/n are very different.

for one, you'd never catch him hiding his face behind his hands.

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,'

y/n sucked up their nerves and took one final peak at bakugou from behind their hands, silently awing at the way the ends of his lips quirked up into a ghost of a smirk, a smile even.

quietly removing their hands from their face, y/n maintained eye contact to the best of their ability. even with the growing temperature change running up their neck.

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴.'

bakugou simply watched y/n's reactions to his gaze, posing as indifferent as he soaked up their attention for the short while. fuck.. why did they have to sit so far away from him??

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴<3'

y/n recalled accidentally writing out the last lyrics from before, internally burning at the fact they immediately thought of 𝗵𝗶𝗺 once they read the miswritten lyrics.

'𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴!'

bakugou saw how y/n quickly glanced at their notebook with thoughtful eyes, before looking back at him and seemingly melting in their seat.. oh how he wished he knew what they were thinking..

'𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳..

(𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~)'

y/n closed their eyes, trying with every fiber in their body to relax their racing heartbeat and thoughts. only to open them and need to start the process all over again as they realize bakugou has yet to look away from them

'𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵..

(𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~)'

a sudden clap at the front of the classroom broke the two out of their trance. y/n slid off their headphones, letting them rest along their shoulders. all attention went to the front of the class where Aizawa stood, as soon as all eyes were on him he began what he had to say,

"the test has been postponed, something came up all of a sudden as principal nezu.."

y/n straight up put their headphones back on, not even bothering to listen to the rest. they stared down at their nearly completed notes, guess they'll just have to finish them when the test is a week away again.. casting a glance at the poorly erased lyrics from before, y/n felt their heart hammer in their chest once more.

'𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢,

(𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~)'

bakugou silently rolled his eyes with a 'tch', not even bothering to listen to the explanation. he lazily gazed at nothing in particular, yet he couldn't help in the sudden shift of his attention.

'𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵,

(𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~)'

y/n was irked at the fact they could no longer listen to their favorite song without thinking about that hothead and the staring contest they shared just now. although, that's probably half their fault.. sighing, y/n dug into their pocket and pulled out their phone.

'𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴,

(𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~)

bakugou grumbled as he removed the single earbud he wore in his left ear, feeling around in his pocket as he pulled out the case and his phone

'𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴..

(𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴~...)'

both students simultaneously turned on their phones. both proceeded to check their notifications, clicking on something before turning off their respective devices and kept their attention in front of them.

although the two different students sat on different sides of the classroom, they still thought about each other without the other's knowledge. they both found themselves glancing at the other, and both had unknowingly felt the other's gaze.

both students were listening to music, somehow having the same song playing in their ears. they'd never tell a soul about how the song they were listening to was from a playlist they individually created.

y/n's was 'thinking about him<3'

bakugou's was 'only them'

hm..

maybe the two aren't so different after all..

[stovetoast]

a year ago today, kirby and the forgotten land released worldwide. i didnt have energy for a full drawing, so i wrote a little something under the cut to celebrate.

it feels strange. i still remember all of those months of waiting. theorizing. hoping. discussing. watching failboats reactions over and over. the day it was leaked, i typed KIRBYDISCOVERY into my calculator because i couldnt calm myself down from the news. its all so vivid, as if it happened yesterday, but... no. the game's been out for a year. to say that leaves a smile on my face.

the smile on my face is one of fondness. its been out for a year, and im growing along with it. i was 15, now i turn 17 in almost exactly 3 months. welcome to the new world was new to me, now i know how to pronounce most of the fake lyrics because of how much ive listened to it. i had short hair, now its down to my shoulders. people were unsure about elfilin, now theyre a beloved part of the franchise. i have a kirby hoodie now, my childhood dream. i can stand up for myself more. im growing. forgotten land won best family game of 2022. the start of a new world. the franchise is growing, and ive never been happier with my choice to live for it.

im not exaggerating when i say kirby and the forgotten land is what kept me alive in the months before its release. i was hurting, so badly, but i couldnt die. i didnt want to die. the idea of missing such an important addition to my favorite series, a milestone, a new start... it was torture. i had to keep going. and i still press on, even after i got my final waddle dee. i still press on, because why choose to live for something at all if youre going to take it back when the rest of the world seems to have moved on? i didnt. and i dont think i ever will.

every second of this game is an experience. every waddle dee you save, every note that plays, every hit you squeeze in on a boss. is it a perfect game? no, but it never had to be. i dont want it to be. i dont want a patch. i dont want an update. i dont want dlc. i dont want perfection. i want my unbridled love for this game to be questioned, because whats more human than finding beauty in mistakes? whats the point of singing karaoke with your friends if everyone hits every note? whats the point of skin if every mark is covered? whats the point of a funny exploit if its patched out? i still teach my friends the hammer jump glitch, because why should something like that stay hidden when its brought people joy?

forgotten land, its reception, its story, and the people who were so enthralled by its beauty that they stuck around... it captures the human experience better than any other installment in the franchise. the ties to the lore. the fake language. the music. the world. the way the waddle dees found the resources to build a town and start fresh. the way it was previously left behind, not out of malice, but out of curiosity. in japan, this game is known as kirby of the stars: discovery. the people who made interdimensional travel possible in-universe worked at a place called lab discovera. youre encouraged to explore, to find, to search.

this game is about discovering something new, whether it be something as grand as a reason to live, or as small as a rare stone hidden around the town. thats what life is all about too, isnt it?

yet most that care enough have already reached 100% completion, including me. people arent tagging spoilers anymore. everyone knows who fecto elfilis is. theres no anticipation for why it has a fear warning. its meant to be experienced as if it were new, but... its not anymore. maybe thats why my smile isnt as big as it should be. my mind wants to move on with the rest of the crowd, but i dont want to. i never want to.

i dont know how to close this in a clean way, mostly because i dont want to close it at all. theres so much more i want to say but if i did id be here for hours, so... ill leave you with this: if youre still reading by this point, thank you. if you played this game, thank you. if you voted for it in the game awards, thank you. if you suggested it to a friend, thank you. thank you. thank you. i have never held a game this close to my heart, at least not enough to wrote about it in this way. im overjoyed that hal labs loves their games in the way they do, and hope that they continue to stay this passionate for years to come. do they know we can feel their love? do they know how much theyve done for me? for us? maybe, maybe not.

to anyone involved in forgotten land... thank you. you made me feel human again, even if only for a week, and thats a sort of debt i will never be able to repay.

[shriogone]

Tinum’s last Day Part 1

‘It’s foggy today’ Tinum noted as he wandered the woods around his home. Keeping a watchful eye for any mushrooms or berries he could bring home for his mom to cook for dinner. He knew he should be doing a better job of searching, that if he didn’t find more that what he had his mom would insist he eat. With a sigh he turns and starts walking deeper into the woods when an ear splitting scream fills the air. His mother? Why was she screaming? What happened? Were there hunters? His thoughts race as he freezes misstep, afraid that any noise may bring someone to him. Then it hits him. Dad isnt home. “I have to help mom!” He trips over himself, tree roots, and bushes as he sprints through the woods. Running as fast as his underfed body would take him.

When his home finally comes into view, a little burrowed home in a hill that had dirt windows, he saw that the blanket that kept the heat in had been torn down off the doorframe. Tinum charged on until he was close enough to hear shouting. Stopping to listen, and catch his breath, he heard a mans voice. A voice he hadn’t heard in the village or from any of the people who were entrusted with his family’s location. With a gulp he draws his dagger.

Creeping up to house he peers in from the side of the doorway. Inside the house are one man, two enslaved Husmers, and his mom. His head feathers twitch as the man speaks condescendingly,

“Now now dearie, I’m sure they’ll treat you well. You’ll be nice and fed! Clean even! Just imagine how much those scales will sell for!” The man laughs at his mom’s fearful gasp, the kitchen knife in her hand still, she shakes her head and says nothing. She just holds her ground with the kitchen knife in front of her.

~~Hey guys! I started writing about this world a long time ago and Tinum, while not the main character of the book I’m writing, plays an important role. This story though is going to be the start of his journey to meet the MC and explain why and how he is the way he is in the book. So, if you like dark fantasy, without the romance, then this is the story for you! It’s not beta read, so please pardon any mistakes in grammar, punctuation or spelling. Any feedback is welcome! Thank you for reading!

[introvertedwolf]

i think this is hilarious with no context but honestly 03 is killing me dead. i have so many questions. FMA 03 spoilers below. and above, honestly. its too late for you if that was a concern

ive seen this series at least twice before and every time i get more questions. this time, its about what mustang and hohenheim have to do with each other.

because they DO know each other. for SURE. we know that. that's in the text.

we KNOW that (in 03), after trisha got sick, edward, alphonse, and pinnaco got out all the cards and letters hoho had sent them, and they sent letters to each return address in hopes of finding hohenheim and letting him know trisha was dying.

one of the return addresses was mustangs, at least in the present. the screenshot above is from the episode where he first shows up, saying he was responding to the mail he got. the name on the mail is clearly listed as "James Herlert," which first and foremost means mustang is a criminal who opens other peoples mail, which is a felony AND a shitty thing to do.

it ALSO isnt hohenheims name, even though the rockbell/elric family were clearly writing to hoho. they wouldve addressed him on the letter.

the obvious and most likely answer is that it was a mistake, the artists are likely japanese, they might not have known english, and it might've just missed quality control even if they did. writing like this is often not taken too seriously, nobody expects you to read it, its just there so your brain can fill in the details.

but, if you wanna make everything fit, the hoho in 03 steals the bodies of other people to continue his own life. its not a big stretch that he'd assume the identity of whoever he took over, and James Herlert could just be the name of the man who he's "possessing" (for lack of a better term). it'd be the body's legal name, the same name that any housing lease would have listed, and increase the chance of him getting the letter.

the thing that gets me is that it's mustangs address. and mustang knows who he is. maybe hohenheim was a prior tenant, but that'd be weird considering it seems to be military housing. mustang's only comment in this episode so far is that They (i assume the military) have been looking for hoho for a while and found nothing.

now theres another episode coming up where the two of them bump into each other and i might have more to say when i rewatch that one, but iirc, they werent outright hostile. they were like. fine. mustang didnt try to arrest him, didnt react like he was in danger, they were Fine. maybe even amiable. please note, he came to resembool because of winry, because of his guilt for killing her parents, not because of hohenheim.

03 is way looser with its timeline than brotherhood (not to disparage 03, 03 doesnt need to be good in the same ways as BH, its incredible in its own right) so its a little weird trying to figure out when they wouldve had time to meet. if we borrow some ideas from BH, mustang probably entered the military when he was around 18 and the Ishvalan genocide would follow within a couple years. that doesnt leave them a ton of time to meet or interact.

maybe, because of the age thing, they could just barely interact enough for hoho to teach mustang about alchemy? that has no evidence at all, its just one of any interaction they could have based on their vague ages and affinities. we have 0 context about mustangs life outside of the military, no comment on the family and friends he has in brotherhood and the manga, so truly it could be anything.

for all we know, hoho got picked up off the street by mustang like ed picked up ling in BH. the lack of answers is killing me. what are you two doing over there. led to the third segment, maybe mustang a hoho were friends and mustang gave him a couch to sleep on. at least mustang has a reason to be affiliated with the military living quarters. if hoho was on the run, maybe he just picked a new identity, using a new name to write his letters.

notably, in BH, mustang and hoho seem to have not met until after Ed was fuckin around in the military. we cant really transplant ideas from brotherhood in this case, simply because theres no analogous situation in brotherhood.

i have no clue what these two were doing. i can guess and joke around but i've got nothing substantial. i'd love to hear fan theories if anyones got them

discuss.