#rip in pieces yuto

[mari-writes]

👻🦉

“Keiji! Oh my gosh, Keiji! You made it!”

Akaashi looks up to see Koutarou’s sister, Kana, hurrying towards him, a drink in one hand and her phone in the other. She takes the front steps of her family’s large house two at a time, an impressive feat in her high heels.

Knowing full well the force of a Bokuto Hug™️, Akaashi braces himself for impact. “Oof,” he grunts as the woman pulls him in. She’s tall—with her shoes she matches his own height. His face is firmly pressed into a nest of monochrome hair. 

“Hello, Kana,” he greets, returning the embrace. “It’s so nice to see you.”

“You too!” She pulls back, grinning. Akaashi takes a moment to take in her appearance. She’s dressed up as a ghost of some kind, wearing a tattered grey dress with pieces falling off the sleeves and a long slit up one leg. Her makeup is powder white with black around her eyes and lips.

“Come in, come in!” She links their arms, pulling him towards the house. “The party’s already started!”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be here early to help set up,” he says. “This is incredible.”

The Bokuto home is decorated like a proper haunted mansion. The outside is covered in lights and tattered cloth, with creepy faces in each of the many front-facing windows. The inside is even more elaborate, with candles everywhere, spiderwebs and dark drapery.

“That’s okay! Kou told us you were at the office late.” Kana pokes his side with one finger. “You work too hard, Keiji!” 

His laugh is hollow. “Yeah. I mean, I didn’t even have time to find a costume…”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” She winks. Akaashi raises an eyebrow, but before he can question what she means, she’s leading him into the fray.

The event is indeed in full swing. There are guests everywhere. He recognizes some other Bokutos—the eldest sibling, Kai, waves as they pass by—as well as a few professional volleyball players, influencers, artists and politicians.

Akaashi knew that the Bokuto family were influential in Tokyo, but seeing it in person is something else entirely.

When they make it to the bar, they find Koutarou on the other side, shaking up a cocktail. His eyes light up when he sees Akaashi. A beaming smile splits his face. “Babe! You’re here!”

Akaashi can’t help but gawk. His boyfriend looks amazing. The man wears a similar costume to his sister, with ripped grey clothing and ghoulish makeup. Koutarou’s t-shirt is torn at the sleeves, showing off his biceps, and a slash in the front shows off a delicious strip of abdominal. The pants are tight. Very tight.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, Akaashi smiles back. “H-hi, Kou.” He allows Koutarou to lean over the bar and press a quick kiss to his cheek.

“Wait for a bit, okay?” He bumps their noses. “My cousin said he’d take over bartending for me soon. Then I’m all yours!”

Akaashi nods, trying and failing not to blush. He doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to his boyfriend’s unabashed displays of affection. It used to make him nervous, at least a little bit, but these days it just renders him dumbstruck.

Ugh, Keiji is so in love with this man.

He settles onto a barstool as Koutarou whips him up a strong, whisky-based cocktail. Kai eventually makes her way over with her husband, Yuto, in tow. They converse about books, art history and Kai’s latest stint with the Australian Ballet.

It’s not until the Bokuto parents show up that Akaashi realizes: The family is doing a group costume. All of them are wearing the same ghostly clothing and makeup. Their father’s outfit is similar to Bokuto’s, and Kai and their mother are wearing dresses like Kana, though each has its own unique flair. Even Yuto had adorned a matching yukata.

“Thank you for inviting me,” Akaashi says, bowing his head. “You all look wonderful. I apologize for my late arrival, and for not dressing up.”

Koutarou's mother chuckles and shoves his arm playfully. “Oh, Kana didn’t tell you?”

“Huh?” Akaashi blinks. He glances at each of the Bokutos and Yuto, all of whom are wearing identical grins. He spins to meet his boyfriend’s eyes, which are full of mischief. “Kou, what are they…” 

“C’mon!” Kana is suddenly pulling him off his stool and back through the crowd. Kai is hot on their heels. Akaashi barely has time to hand off his drink glass to a random passerby as he’s guided upstairs.

“Where are we going?” He asks, only slightly nervous. Both women laugh. Kai’s small hands press into his back eagerly.

“To change into your costume, of course!”

Twenty minutes later, Akaashi is staring at himself in the mirror, astonished. The costume consists of a pair of high-waisted pants and a tight, long-sleeved shirt that dips below his collarbones. It matches the Bokuto family; muted grey and white and tattered in various places. His makeup is similar to the others in the group, with dark, sunken eyes, but there’s an extra emphasis on his lips and cheekbones.

He has to admit, it’s a very cool look. "Thank you," he breathes as Kana finishes working his hair into a properly tousled style. "Truly. You guys didn't have to..."

"Of course we did," Kai replies, gently touching his forearm. "It's a family costume, after all."

Akaashi finds his boyfriend waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs as he rejoins the party. He silently delights in watching the man’s eyes bulge and jaw drop.

“It’s not often our little Kou is rendered speechless,” Kai giggles, lightly slapping her brother’s arm. But Koutarou pays no mind, instead reaching to help Akaashi down the last two steps.

“You look so hot, babe,” he rasps. “It’s not fair! How do you look so good in that?!”

Akaashi snorts. “You’re one to talk...”

Together, they head outside to where Kana has set up a tripod and camera. Apparently, the idea is to take a family Halloween portrait.

And they all want Akaashi to be part of it.

It’s strange, the warm feeling that seeps into Akaashi as he stands there, surrounded by the entire Bokuto clan. This big family, as close as they are, have pulled him so effortlessly into their unit. Too often has Akaashi felt like he doesn’t belong—but not tonight. Not with them.

He only hopes that Koutarou will be welcomed as warmly into his own family someday.

The party rages on until early in the morning. Akaashi dances, drinks and eats a bit too much, but so does everyone else, so he doesn’t feel too embarrassed. 

Its nearing 2am as he and Koutarou stumble upstairs. They rub most of the makeup off their faces before heading to Koutarou’s childhood bedroom, where they strip out of their costumes and slip under the bedclothes. Keiji giggles as his boyfriend burrows into his neck, hot breath tickling skin. 

“Koutarou,” he chides, “your parents are right outside.”

He feels the man smile. “They wouldn’t care. I mean, we’re all adults here.” 

Keiji scoffs, pushing him back enough to duck down and lock their lips. The kiss lingers, then deepens, but they are both too tired to go very far with it. Instead, they settle into each other’s embrace, sleep creeping into their bodies slowly.

Keiji feels so content here. So safe. So happy. “Thank you for inviting me tonight,” Keiji mutters into his boyfriend’s chest. The man shifts slightly, tucking his chin over black curls.

“Happy Halloween, Keiji.”

“Happy Halloween, Koutarou.”

//

Hope you all enjoyed this silly little thing. I am only posting it to Tumblr, as I do not want to clog the Twitter timeline with a long thread. So PLEASE help me out with a reblog!  Likes and replies are appreciated, but a reblog allows this story to reach another possible reader. Thank you and Happy Halloween! 🎃🖤

[healeroflightanddark]

Family Bonds, Chapter 13: Birthday

It was finally the babies’ birthday, and Zarc had decided to throw a little party for them with just their little family. They were only a year old, so they didn’t really have anyone from the daycare that they were really friends with yet. Perhaps next year they would have a few friends or playmates that could be invited. But this year it was just going to be Zarc, the dragons, and the babies.

Zarc had made a beautiful little chocolate cake with vanilla buttercream, and there was a little candle in the shape of a 1 on top. Yuto had been in the kitchen while Zarc was making the cake, clinging to his leg as he watched his daddy cooking. The tiny eggplant seemed to be very interested in cooking, or at the very least in watching people cook.

As soon as the cake was ready, the dragons gathered the babies into the dining room to sing Happy Birthday to them. The tiny babies were very excited, especially Yuya and Yugo who were wiggling in Clear Wing and Odd-Eyes’ arms and trying to reach for the many, many birthday presents that were piled around the dining room. Most of them had been sent by Zarc’s fans.

“Happy Birthday to youuuuuu!~” Zarc and the dragons sang. They gave their babies some straws to help them blow out the candle on the cake, cheering when the flame went out. Yuri immediately made grabby hands for the cake. “CAKE! CAKE!”

Zarc chuckled and cut four little pieces of the cake for his babies. They all giggled excitedly and happily began munching the delicious birthday cake. Each of them got frosting and chocolate cake crumbs all over their faces. “You boys will need a bath before you open your presents,” Zarc chuckled, getting some vanilla ice cream out of the freezer. Each of the babies got to have a little scoop, fed to them by the dragons.

“I don’t think they need a whole bath,” Dark Rebellion said. “Just a little bit of face and hand cleaning.”

Zarc examined his boys, then nodded. “I think you’re right. I’ll get the baby wipes.” He grabbed the pack in the dining room and cleaned the boys up after their ice cream. After about five minutes, the boys were as good as new.

Then it was time for the presents. All four of the boys were super excited to rip the paper off their gifts and see what they got. There were so many new toys, toddler books, toddler activities, clothes, shoes, and more. As Zarc and the dragons watched the little ones opening their birthday gifts, they all smiled. The kids were squealing and shrieking in excitement at all their presents.

Zarc thought back on how the boys had come into his life a year ago. And he was so happy that they had. He loved his boys very much. He wouldn’t trade them for the world!

[elemental-daddy-neos]

Had to make a version of this post for Yuto because it only felt right to include him in something like this

[lovely-angst]

number ‘x’ fan

a/n: um, this was a good idea in theory until i started writing it and then suddenly i wanted to trash this fic lol

genre: angst to fluff

pairing: hawks x reader

summary: a trip to Hawks’ agency gone wrong when a crazed fan runs their car into a pregnant you and your two young sons

word count: 5k

05.05.21

-

If there was something the nation of Japan adored more than Pro Hero Hawks himself, it was his wife and the little family he had with her. His family was something he always talked about when given any opportunity.

To think it had already been five years since Hawks introduced you to the world still baffles you.

When he had come up to you that one day, bringing up the dreaded question of finally bringing you and the kids into the public and media for all of the world to see—you were very nervous, to say the least.

You knew how terrible the media could be with all of the gossip and drama. You weren’t sure if you could handle all of the attraction so suddenly. But your husband Hawks was always so reassuring and in the most nonpressuring way possible.

“If you’re not ready, that’s totally okay! I just thought it would be more beneficial for us if the whole world knew who you guys are,” he said gently as he brought his gloved hand towards your cheek with the softest smile. “I just want the world to finally know about my beautiful family. I don’t want to keep you guys a secret anymore.”

You couldn’t help but melt into his hand, bringing your own to rub those cute little avian features on his eyes gently. “I know, you sweet bird,” you coo, watching how his lips curve up the slightest. “I just don’t know how this could benefit us.”

“Honey, the world is going to love you. They’re going to love our boys. From the pro heroes to the supportive fans I have, we have, they’ll want to protect you too. Trust me.”

Staring up into those comforting golden eyes, you took a deep breath before nodding. Of course, you’ll trust him.

And soon, the fated day of your “debut” was finally here. In your arms, you held your sweet one year old boy, Yuto, while your three year old, Kazuto, clung onto Hawks’ legs adorably.

Though you were very nervous with all of the photographers and news outlets all around you when you turned to glance over at Hawks and saw that proud and genuine smile on his face, all of your fears washed away.

Thinking back on the memory, you let out a content sigh as a smile grew on your face. Thankfully, those last five years flew by quite smoothly with the occasional rough bumps with his angry fan club, nothing that worried you terribly.

And while life was going great for you and your growing family with Hawks, it was going terrible for a self-proclaimed number one Hawks fan.

Clutching the newspaper tightly, their eyes reread the words on the front page for the hundredth time.

‘Pro Hero Hawks shows his seven-month pregnant wife some PDA!’ with a photo caught by the paparazzi showing the two of you sharing a kiss while holding hands.

The violent grip she held on the paper caused rips before letting out an angry scream, tearing the thin material into thousands of pieces letting it pool around her like snowflakes.

Hearing Hawks’ voice coming through the television, she finally snapped out of her thoughts and tuned in focus again, turning to face the television behind her. Her eyebrow irked in irritation as she watched how he wrapped a hand around her waist lovingly and securely.

“I don’t know what I would do without her,” Hawks beams to the reporter who had asked about you, “I mean, have you seen her? She’s the prettiest lady I have ever laid my eyes on and the most amazing wife and mother to our kids!”

“People say she is blessed to be married to me, but I can say for sure I am extremely blessed to be married to her”

Roughly turning the television off, the fan stormed into her bedroom before slamming the door shut behind her, causing the walls to shake. “How could you do this to me!” she screamed as she ran up to tear at the photos of Hawks she had glued on the walls of her bedroom, causing the covered walls to become bare again. “I thought you loved me! I showed you unconditional love! I’m your biggest fan! Everything was going great until that—that wench showed up!”

Boxes and figurines were tossed around, swung off shelves, quickly turning the room into a mess of Hawks merchandise.

It wasn’t until she finally looked over at her makeshift Hawks shrine that she let out a sigh, a smile growing on her lips. “Hawks, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it,” she cooed, walking up to the Hawks shrine before kneeling down in front of it. Reaching over to brush her finger gently over the photo of the two of them—a photo she managed to obtain at a VIP fan meet.

Pressing onto the photo where Hawks stood, she continued to stare at it lovingly, “I know you love me, Hawks. I’ll make sure that it will be just us again.”

-

“Yuto, Kazuto, hurry up and get dressed so we can visit papa at work,” you say from in the kitchen as you finished preparing lunch for the four of you—five, if you include the baby growing in your belly.

“I can’t find the Endeavor doll papa gave me!” Yuto cries, running into the kitchen with tears. Turning around, you offer the boy a gentle smile before brushing your hand through his soft blonde hair.

“Yuto, we can bring the Endeavor doll another time, okay? What if he gets lost today in papa’s big work building? That would be very sad, wouldn’t it?” You prompt and Yuto looks down before giving you a nod.

“We can find him together when we get back, okay? Right now, papa is waiting for us to come see him and he’s going to show you all of the cool stuff he does! We can wear our Hawks jacket instead to match papa. Doesn’t that sound fun?” Hearing your words, the bright red wings on his back fluff up and flutter in joy before he runs back to his room in joy. “Okay, mama!”

Placing the fried chicken into each container neatly, you covered the lids on them and placed them in the bag nicely before Kazuto walks in and takes the bag, hauling it over his shoulder. “I got it, mom.”

“Oh, honey, it might be heavy,” you try, but Kazuto shakes his head, “Don’t worry, plus your belly might make you tired, so I’ll carry this for you.”

Quick little platters rang in the air before Yuto popped back into the kitchen beside his older brother, “I’m ready, mama!”

You couldn’t help but smile at how cute they were, looking so handsome, just like their dad.

“Okay boys, put your shoes on and let’s head out the door to papa’s agency.”

And it was such a beautiful day for a walk. The sun was out with little to no clouds and there was just the right amount of breeze that helped keep the three of you cool during these summer days.

Even though Hawks’ agency was just a 20-minute walk, he kept insisting on calling you a cab so you wouldn’t have to walk so far with the boys while pregnant. Of course, you declined, saying how it would be healthy for you and the baby to get fresh air and to walk around—to which he finally and hesitantly agreed on before adding a “call me when you get here.”

It was a normal occurrence getting greeted by Hawks fans on your outings like today. Most of them along the lines of, “(Name)-san! You look great today!” or “Love to see you and the boys healthy!” and not to mention, “I love you guys!”

It was sweet seeing supportive fans that your hard-working husband has.

“Ah, look! There is papa’s agency!” you say, pointing to the large and tall building, watching how your sons’ eyes lit up in awe. “Wow!” Yuto exclaims, turning over to you while fluttering his wings. “Papa works there?” 

“Yep! Let’s go and give him a surprise!” 

Walking over to the crosswalk just in front of the agency, you held Yuto’s hand in yours as the three of you waited for the signal to change to allow you to cross the road. “The roads are empty today, but we still need to watch for cars,” you point out to your boys as they began to look both ways. 

Everyone was busy at work, so no one was on the roads besides some parked cars. The crosswalk signal changed and played a tune while you and the boys began to cross the street towards Hawks’ agency to meet up with your dear husband. 

The sound of squealing tires from beside you had caught your attention and once you turned your head, it was already too late to dodge the oncoming vehicle speeding towards you and the boys. 

Gasping, you tried your best to push your boys out of the way as much as you could, but it wasn’t enough. 

The corner of the car was still able to hit Yuto and Kazuto, sending them crashing a few feet away from you. 

Unfortunately for you, the vehicle slammed head onto you. Rolling onto the hood, your head crashed into the windshield, smashing it and rolling off. A small pool of blood forming underneath your head as the car sped off. 

Your head rang as your vision slowed significantly. Turning your head, you see your boys on the ground more than an arms length away from you as they struggled to get up. 

Placing a shaky hand on your belly, you just hoped and prayed your baby was safe from the impact, but it wasn’t looking too good for you, you noted. 

It was surprising to you all the thoughts and information were able to process through your head after such an event. 

A crowd quickly formed around you and the boys as the voices began fading into the background as your conscious state was beginning to fade.

“My boys...” you say weakly to the stranger, eyes fluttering shut as your attempts to stay awake failed. “Ma’am! Keep your eyes open! Someone call for help!” 

“Get H-Hawks,” you tried once more before you succumbed to the drowsiness. Suddenly, it clicked in someone’s mind. “That’s Hawks’ wife and kids! His agency is just down the road! Someone get him!”

Kazuto slowly sat up from the rough fall, looking down at himself to spot any injuries. Spreading his wings, they seemed to be in mint condition, although his hip throbbed and his leg was slightly bruising from the impact. It wasn’t until he heard Yuto sobbing that he turned to check on his younger brother.

Yuto was beside him, face scrunched up, shaking and sobbing as his eyes met those of his brothers. “I think my wing is broken,” Yuto informed, turning to give his older brother a glance of his droopy wing. 

And before Kazuto could turn to check on you, a stranger stepped in his view, blocking him from the gruesome scene where his mother lay. “Hey there, friends, it looks like you both got a little bit hurt. The ambulance is on it’s way to take you and your mom to the hospital, so don’t worry. I’ll sit here with you guys and keep you safe, okay?” 

The two boys could only nod.

-

Hawks spun around in his swivel chair eagerly as he waited for his wife and kids to arrive. Sighing, he took out his phone for the hundredth time in the last ten minutes, glancing at the last text message you sent. 

From: wifey <3

‘Be there in five minutes! see you soon papa bird! <3’ 

But it had already been half an hour since your text. He knew that sometimes the boys took a little bit longer to get out of the house, but this was a bit off. Maybe he was just being a little impatient.

Suddenly a knock came at the door and he immediately got up to answer it, wings fluttering with excitement. But when he opened the door to find his assistant looking all frazzled, he raised a brow. “What’s up?” 

“Hawks, your family,” they stammered, out of breath from running around the large building. “They’ve been in a bad accident in front of the agency. A car-”

Before they could even finish, Hawks had spun around and jumped through a large open window from his office before flying down towards where they had mentioned. 

His eyes darted around quickly before catching sight of a large crowd. Sending his feathers down, his heart froze when he recognized you and his boys down there.

From the height he was at, he could already tell it wasn’t looking good. He could spot his boys’ wings from here, thankfully, shooting down towards them. 

He just wanted to see his wife and kids and they end up getting hit by some low life?

Hawks landed quickly at the scene before rushing over towards his boys, who immediately noticed their father’s large wings. “Dad!” 

Falling onto his knees, his hands roamed around their smaller bodies, checking for injuries before bringing them both in for a hug, relieved to see them alive and breathing. “Are you two okay?” Where does it hurt?” 

“My body hurts a bit and Yuto’s wing might be broken,” Kazuto informed before Hawks immediately checked Yuto’s wing before he let out a sigh, “Just a sprain. Don’t worry, birdie.” he replies, pressing a kiss to his youngest’s head. 

“Stay here, I’m going to go check on mom. These nice people will help you two, okay? I’m here now, don’t worry.” Hawks said firmly to the boys, giving them one last embrace before the stranger before stepped back in to stay with the boys as Hawks ran over to find you. 

Once his eyes spotted you, he felt like his heart had stopped and died there and then. 

To put it plainly, you looked dead—blood soaked clothes, unconscious and limp on the ground as the paramedics prepared the stretcher for you.

“(Name)!” Hawks called out, running to your body only to be stopped by a paramedic. “I’m sorry Hawks, but it’s best if you leave the rest to us.” 

“W-where is she going?” Hawks asked as he watched them gently place your injured body onto the stretcher, following beside them and peeking at you the best he could. “We’re going to transport her to the nearest hospital. We have to check and make sure we don’t lose the baby. We don’t have time for any more questions,” and with that, they carefully lifted you into the ambulance and drove off, leaving him there with a million unanswered questions. 

He wished he could be by your side, but right now, his boys needed him.

It didn’t take Hawks long to arrive at the hospital with Yuto and Kazuto. Reaching the emergency desk, Hawks immediately asked for you before receiving an answer that stopped his already shaking heart.

“There has been complications with her pregnancy, so they have to conduct an emergency C-section to try and save the baby,” they inform, Hawks’ blood turning ice cold.

“C-Section? But she’s only seven months along! The baby isn’t ready!” He cried, wings even more frazzled than before. “I understand your concern. That is why we will do our best to make sure the baby is as healthy as possible.”

Hawks could only stare in shock before turning to his two young boys, who looked up at him worried.

“Is mama going to be okay?” Yuto asked, his wing still drooping behind him. Hawks offered a small but weak smile, “the doctors are doing their best to make mama feel better. While they help mama, we need to get you two checked to make sure you’re doing okay,” Hawks continued, lifting Yuto into his arms.

“How’s it going, Kazuto? Does your leg hurt too much?” Kazuto shakes his head, “It hurts, but I can still walk slowly.” Hawks nods before reaching over to push his son’s hair back as the three walk to get the boys checked on.

-

“Hawks?” hear a soft female voice, Hawks quickly turned to see Fuyumi walking towards them with a small smile. Hawks quickly stands to greet the friendly face, “Thank you for coming on such short notice, Fuyumi.”

“Don’t worry about it, dad seemed worried when he told me about your situation. Anything to help a friend, right?” she says and Hawks couldn’t help but give her a relieved smile. 

“Well, these are my boys. Kazuto is my oldest and Yuto is youngest. Well, with our new baby, Miyako will be the youngest,” Hawks explains as the two boys stand beside him, looking up at Fuyumi.

“Hi,” she starts, bending down towards their level, “My name is Fuyumi, I’m going to take care of you while your mama is getting better, okay?” 

Yuto clings onto Hawks’ legs, “I don’t want to go.”

“You know, my dad is the number one hero, Endeavor. He’s kind of scary, but I’m sure he’ll teach you a thing or two about being a hero.” That caught the boys’ attention, their wings raising up. 

“Your papa is the number one hero? My papa is the number two,” Yuto says and Fuyumi smiles at him. “That’s cool, huh? Your papa and my papa must be great friends.” Yuto couldn’t help but give her a cheeky smile, scrunching up his nose. 

“Well, let’s say goodbye to your papa and let’s go to my house and we can eat, okay?” Gently taking their hands, Fuyumi brought them over to her side before the two boys wave goodbye to Hawks. 

“Take care of mama, okay?” Yuto says as Hawks gives him a wink and a thumbs up. “I’ll tell her about how cool you two were being such big boys and not even crying.” 

Hawks stepped closer towards Fuyumi, cupping his hand around his mouth, “Yuto’s wing has a sprain, so make sure he doesn’t use it and doesn’t sleep on it if he can help it. Kazuto’s left hip and leg is in bad shape and is pretty bruised, so please keep some ice on it.” 

Pulling away, Fuyumi gives him a determined nod. “Thanks, see you in a few days.” and with that, she left the hospital with Yuto and Kazuto in hand. 

Letting out a sigh, Hawks carried on over towards the waiting area while he waited for your operation to finish. It had been only an hour since he had gotten here, but it felt like forever while he waited for some sort of news. 

After some time, he finally received news, great news. 

His daughter Miyako had been born via c-section and had no underlying health issues. Unfortunately, because she was born premature, she would need to be monitored at the hospital until she was strong enough without the help of the equipment to finally go home. 

That was fine by Hawks, of course, anything to help his baby girl. 

Walking down the quiet halls of the hospital room, Hawks nervously made his way into the NICU, where his baby girl, Miyako, would be staying for some time. 

“I’m here to see Miyako, I’m the dad,” he states before a nurse leads him over to her quiet room filled with the background noises of the equipment keeping her alive and healthy. 

Gently walking over, Hawks peeked over where the little girl was being incubated, his heart swelling at the sight of his third child and first girl. 

“Can I touch her?” Hawks asked the nurse behind him gently and nervously, seeing that she was tiny and barely over five pounds. “Of course, just wash your hands with soap.”

Doing just that, he made sure to take his time with cleaning his hands and forearms before drying them and making his way back to Miyako. 

Sticking his arms into the small openings, Hawks brushed the back of his fingers across her small yet still chubby cheeks. A smile blossomed onto his lips when she stretched out from his touch and that’s when he finally noticed the little wings perched on her back.

“You have wings, baby girl,” Hawks commented as his fingers ran across her fuzzy grey wings. “That makes three of us, huh?” 

He spent whatever time he could with her talking about himself, her brothers and her amazing mother before the nurse politely told him to leave so that Miyako could rest some more.

With all the terrible things that had happened, Miyako finally arriving was a good that broke the hardship. 

Before he could visit your room, he was stopped in the halls by a detective who flashed him his badge, “we found the culprit behind this attack.” Hawks frowned at the detective, “Let’s go to a more private setting,” he replied as the two made their way into a private room. 

“What did you find?” Hawks questioned, mirroring the detective who pulled out a chair to sit in. “An obsessed fan of yours,” he simply stated, tossing out a photo towards the winged man, “found this in the vehicle she was driving when she hit your wife and kids,” I assume you recognize the girl?” 

Staring at the photo in his hand, Hawks let out a groan as he slumped back on his chair, “I should’ve never suggested bringing (Name) and the kids out into the public,” Hawks sighed.

“This would have never happened.”

-

“Keigo?” 

“What is it, sweetheart?” he hums, fixing the vase full of your favorite flowers before walking over to you and sitting in the chair that sat beside your hospital bed. 

“How are the boys doing?” you asked, rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand gently when he slipped his hand into yours. 

It had been a day since you woke up, but three days since you had been admitted to the hospital, Hawks being one of the only people you had seen, including the doctors and your bedside nurses. 

“Well, they miss you that’s for sure,” he smiles and you offer one back. “Are they injured? I wasn’t able to check up on them before I—well, you know,” you try, but Hawks shifts your thoughts away when he leans over to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Yuto just has a sprained wing and Kazuto’s a little bruised, but they’re being cared at, at the number one’s house,” your eyes widened, “Endeavor’s?” 

“Well, technically, Fuyumi is watching over them,” Hawks continues and you relax once again with a smile, “Fuyumi has always been good with kids. They must be having a good time with her.” 

“And Miyako? How is she?”

“She’s cute and small and has these cute grey fuzzy wings on her back,” Hawks says with a small giggle, “her nurse says she’s doing just fine and should be able to go home in a few weeks. They still want her to cook a bit in the incubator.” 

You smile at him before closing your eyes and resting back on your pillow with a relieved sigh, “I’m glad that they’re all okay. I miss them so much.”

Hawks brings a hand to your cheek and you open your eyes to look up at him, nuzzling into his warm and large palm, “What’s wrong, honey?” 

“I just feel like this is all my fault,” he starts, bringing his hand back as his gaze drops down to his lap, “I should’ve never asked to bring you and the boys out into the public. It was selfish of me, you guys would’ve been safer and this would’ve never happened.” 

“Keigo, it’s not your fault,” you say, placing a hand on his cheek, but your movement was restricted due to the IV needle in your arm. Hawks brings your hand down to your lap, opting to hold it in his larger ones instead. 

“We didn’t know this would’ve happened, plus it was just a crazy fan! Instead of you being mad, I should be mad because someone thinks they love you more than how much I love you!” you exclaim and Hawks couldn’t help the small smile on his lips. 

“Trust in yourself,” motioning him closer, you pressing a kiss onto his lips before a teasing smile formed on your lips “I love you more than you can ever imagine, you dumb bird.” 

And Hawks tucked your words into his heart and decided to trust himself on his next bizarre idea—visiting that crazy fan of his in prison.

Sitting in the cool, metal chair, Hawks waited patiently in front of the barrier for the guards to bring out his so called, number one fan—the person who tried to take out his whole family. 

It wasn’t until she came into view and noticed him that her eyes seemed to light up in shock and joy. Throwing herself on the chair, she grabbed the phone as fast as she could, bringing it up to her ear. Hawks doing the same.

“H-Hawks? It’s really you! You came! You really came to see me!” she cried, and Hawks did not give her a spec of emotion. 

“I’m only here to tell you a few things,” he started and she nodded excitedly. “You are a fan of mine and I adore and cherish my fans,” Hawks states, her cheeks turning rosy at his words. “I would expect you to do something as simple as respect me as a person, as a pro hero, and to respect my family—my wife and my kids.”

“I only did what I did because I love you!” she shot back and Hawks glared her down with his sharp eyes, “and because of that, I’m disappointing that you even have the nerve to call yourself my fan. I’ve blacklisted you from attending any of my fan meets or events.”

Her eyes widened before she began to shake her head in disbelief, “No, no, no...You don’t mean that! Hawks no!”

“But I doubt you’d be leaving prison anytime soon for attempted murder on three cases,” He shoots back, her sobs and wails audible through the thick barrier between them.

“But I love you!” she cries desperately, “don’t do this!”

Hanging up the phone, Hawks turned around as the wails from the unfortunate girl filled the air behind him, leaving him feeling lighter than ever.

And it seemed as if things continued to get better from thereon. 

You sat in your hospital bed excited yet nervously as the nurse carefully transported Miyako into your arms for the first time. As the infant shifted around in discomfort, you gently cooed at her, Miyako recognizing your voice. 

“Miyako, it’s mama. I’m sorry it took us so long to finally meet,” you say with a large smile as she turned to face you—her poofy and fuzzy wings resting over your arms warmly.

Hawks watched in adoration of the sight of his two favorite girls finally together in each other’s arms. Miyako no longer needed any medical assistance and you, finally bandaged and needle free. 

“Miyako’s been doing perfectly fine without any of the medical equipment and should be able to go home in the next few days,” your nurse says and your head shoots over towards Hawks’ excitedly. 

“Honey, honey,” you chirp, “We can finally go home in a few days!”

Hawks couldn’t help the chuckle and smile that formed on his lips, especially from how excited you were. You had been in this hospital for nearly a month now and eager to see your boys and to finally be home. 

Leaning over, Hawks pressed a warm kiss onto your lips before running his finger over Miyako’s plump cheeks. 

“I can’t wait to have you home and in my arms again.” 

And did that day finally come. 

You and Hawks made your way around the hospital with Miyako sound asleep in a stroller, thanking all the doctors and nurses for their help. 

And to your surprise, Kazuto, Yuto and Fuyumi were at the main doors waiting for the three of you. 

“Mama!” they cried before taking off towards you. Yuto wrapped his small arms around your legs as Kazuto, who was just a bit taller, wrapped his arms around your waist gently, pressing his face into your side. 

“My boys, I missed you both so much,” you cried, pressing kisses all over their faces, seeing them light up with joy after being separated for so long. 

“Would you like to see your little sister?” You ask with a curious smile, watching them suddenly turn timid, but slowly, they made their way to the stroller and found a little baby girl sleeping comfortably.

“She’s so small,” Kazuto notes, glancing back up at you with his proud big brother smile. “Hi, Miyako. You’re so cute,” Yuto giggles, watching her stir.

You couldn’t help but lean into Hawks at the sight. Everything was right. Even when you finally had the energy to check your phone, you were surprised to see how all the support from friends, family, and fans alike.

“The agency called and said we have like a million gifts from the fans to pick up. A lot of them are ‘get well’ gifts for you and the boys and some are baby gifts for Miya,” Hawks states with a smile and you tilt your head at him teasingly. 

“Miya? You already gave her a nickname?” you tease and he couldn’t help but look away with a blush which made you laugh. “Well, Miya is going to have the best papa bird and brother birds in the world.” 

But the feeling of being at home, away from the world and just with your family topped everything else. 

You were in Hawks’ arms, resting comfortably and watching as your two young boys watched Miyako in awe, commenting about how cute she was or how cute her small grey wings were every minute. 

“Keigo, I’m so happy,” you state, leaning into his body more as you let out a content sigh. “Thank you for everything,” glancing up, his gold eyes were already on you before the two of you connected with a kiss.

“I should be saying that to you, dove. You’ve given me a whole family to love.”

And for all the bad that had happened, being able to rest in the love of your life’s arms with your newly expanded family, seemed to wash all of that away.

[pen1ag0n]

ptg maker moments that range from questionable to "maybe it shouldn't be aired":

hongseok and hui being tided up together to "strenghten their bond", going to the toilet together and right after honk said 'i saw something i shouldn't be seeing'

good luck cover team spent a lot of time practicing the choreo, and when they started talking about their bruises.. shinwon immediately took off his pants to show his bruised legs

wooseok's kakaotalk background

jinho filming when wooyu were showering and trying to peep into the bathroom

hongseok's solution to wooseok getting sleepy when studying was to put tape on his eyelids so that wooseok can't close his eyes and will stay awake

yeo one waxing hui's legs with tape

jinho alluding that shinwon's peepee is small

wooseok acting as woosun, a mock gf to hui, and hui singing pokemon raichu korean song to woo her

yeo one, yanan and hui ripping wigs off each other after 'trying to woo wooric' segment because yansoon won

wooseok being called the expert in apologizing

the whole pass the paper with your mouth game that went off rails fast

shinwon being a "nudist" becoming his main character trait for some reason

ptg getting suddenly woken up and looking very ?? on multiple occasions, also seems like half of them slept (half)naked

shinwon being caugh digging for gold (in his nose)

hui washing yeoyan's legs, putting lotion on them and doing little massage for them

when they were mixing see you again cover, honk's acapella layer was deemed "very sexy"

yanan getting mad and saying 'do you want to get hit' when kino was doing his makeup. also during taking yanan's makeup, kino held his head underwater for 3secs, for no reason really

when they played age reverse game (jinho became the maknae but wooseok was the hyung). jinho was called by everyone by his name and ordered around but still said 'oh it's new and interesting to be the youngest'. honk replied 'do you want to keep doing it [forever]?'

changgu saying 'how is that yanan never dated or held hands when he has 3 close girl friends' and yuto was shocked yanan has "this many" female friends

dorm b bathroom being filmed in it's natural state on multiple occasions, they didn't seem to clean up or anything to make it look nice on tv. same with their rooms in both dorms and trainee lockers in cube

yuto cleaning segment aka showing how messy dorm b really is, for example 5 single socks laying around wooseok's bed area. also yuto sniffling how bad their duvets etc smell

yanan saying yeo one's feet don't smell like human feet, rather like monster feet

jinho saying wooseok doesn't shower

when shinwon was doing a "let's work on my short temper" mission he wasn't allowed to get mad no matter what, wooseok knew it's once in a lifetime chance. for he example pushed the cola can shinwon was drinking from, making it spill all over

e'dawn asking shinwon where he had his teeth done

yanan saying changgu won't be allowed to enter china because he disrespected yanan's photo

dorm a ear wax discourse

shinwon laid on hui's bed and immidiately got spooked by the pile of stuff hui hid under his duvet. shinwon didn't hestate to lift it up and show it on camera, ultimately ruining hui's strategy to hide it all

that broken falling apart door in shinwon's closet

when shinwon went to dog cafe to combat his fear of animals and when he had a mission to kiss one of the dogs he said 'i don't even remember the last time i kissed a human'

jinho and hui were playing 'who touches the nametag first wins' and hui sticked his on his butt, and sat. so jinho went to the ground and attacked from the front, putting his hand in between hui's legs. not realising it might result in him accidentally taking a piece of hui's innocence... which ofc happened and had to be censored with a sticker

during the same game, honk told yanan his back hurts, implying 'pls go easy on me in this game' and yanan replied 'i don't care' (and won)

also during yanan and honk match they ended up lowkey wrestling each other, holding hands and kino shouted 'this is not a date!'

when yeo one was making dalgona, he kinda flopped and pd did one to show him how to do it right. jinho came and seeing that piece of dalgona asked 'what is this trash?', when he was told pd made it he immidiately backtracked and started saying sorry

during decorate dorms mission, dorm a and b both had 100,000 won budget each for their daiso shopping spree. dorm b had jinho tell everyone they have a 20,000 won limit each thus creating a budget, while dorm a had 0 organization. they ended up throwing everything they liked into baskets, obviously they exceeded the budget. they couldn't decide what to buy so shinwon got impatient and said he's gonna pay for it all himself

during cooking contest mission some of them sneaked out to buy ramen and added the seasonings to their dishes to fix the taste, also making it spicy knowing yuto can't handle it

wooseok putting milk in his eyes after he touched his eye with the same hand he was using to eat spicy food

[ahgaseda]

to kill an empire || chapter 24

⇥ synopsis : when you agreed to marry Jaebeom, the heir to a lucrative but not quite legal organization, you never expected the boy who was once your greatest rival would inevitably become your most powerful ally…

⇥ warnings : this story in its entirety includes but is not limited to strong language, recurring gang violence, mentions of drug or alcohol abuse, and explicit sexual content, and is intended for an adult audience only!

The car drove into the night. Jaebeom gazed out the window, elbow propped on the door and his fingers against his lips. He could still taste you on his tongue.

Jinyoung frowned, whispering, “I have a bad feeling about this.”

“I know he’s pulling Yuto’s strings,” Jaebeom murmured bitterly, the lights reflecting in his dark eyes. “He put the idea in his head.”

Jinyoung exhaled roughly, like it pained him.

“I have to go through with this, Jinyoung,” Jaebeom cut through the silence, thinking of you. “This is the only move he’s not anticipating. I have to draw him out.”

Jinyoung bobbed his head. He knew the plan. Jaebeom had discussed it with him and only him at length. No decision Jaebeom made went without Jinyoung’s consultation. Jaebeom respected his knowledge and discernment.

It wasn’t that Jinyoung disagreed with the move. He just knew the danger that would come with it.

Meanwhile, you rejoined the party after smoothing down your dress. Jaebeom’s kisses still caused your heart to race wildly. Glancing around, you couldn’t hide your disappointment at not seeing your husband. Jaebeom left immediately after parting from you, just as he said he would, but that did nothing to ease your heartache. You wanted to be in his arms again.

Gliding across the main hall to find your mother where she sat, someone slipped into your path and gathered you in their arms. It took a moment of confusion for you to realize Yuto was taking you for a spin amidst the dancing couples and your first instinct was to claw out his eyes.

“Behave,” he warned under his breath. “Your lovely mother is watching.”

You scowled at his grin and followed his line of sight, seeing he was flashing a smile at your mother seated at the distant table. With no other options in a room full of shareholders, you put a hand on his shoulder and followed his steps.

“Do mine eyes deceive me or did you just step out of the women’s lavatory?”

You growled, “Does relieving my bladder interest you?”

Yuto could barely stifle his annoyance. “I find it interesting that Jaebeom also came out of the same bathroom.”

Though Yuto studied your face for a reaction, you gave him nothing. It didn’t surprise you he was watching. You expected it. “He must have been lost,” you replied, noncommittal.

Yuto tightened his grasp around your waist and leaned in closer to whisper in your ear, “My sweet sister, you disobeyed me.”

“I did what you wanted. I broke his heart. I filed for the annulment. In exchange, you don’t touch him.”

Yuto clicked his tongue, spinning you in a quick circle. “You only lasted nine days,” he taunted. “I’m disappointed.”

“I hurt him,” you said, reminded of the image of Jaebeom on his knees. “He’ll never trust me again.”

Yuto pursed his lips in frustration. “You didn’t do enough damage.”

Those words cut you deep and filled you with rage. Gripping his arm roughly, you hissed, “Yuto, one more word and I will have my father tear you to pieces.”

“I’ve enjoyed this dance, Mrs. Lim,” he crooned, pulling your hand to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

You ripped your hand away, wiping it on your dress. “You got what you wanted. The annulment will affect investor confidence. Jaebeom will step aside. You’ll have Lim Corp.”

Jaebeom never wanted it anyway, you thought to yourself.

Yuto smirked and sauntered away without another word. You glared daggers into his back.

Hwasa appeared at your side forcefully and you then realized why Yuto was quick to depart from you. He must have seen her coming and everyone knew Hwasa was not afraid to cause a spectacle.

“Shit. I’m sorry. I was making out in the coat room,” she huffed, pulling your arm to loop with hers. “Are you okay?”

You patted her hand. “It’s fine. We had a very productive, civil conversation.”

“Really?” she gawked.

“No.”

Hwasa shook her head in amusement. “Ready to go back to my place and eat junk food?”

“Yes, please.”

Hwasa had given you an open, extended invitation to stay at her penthouse for as long as you desired. You readily accepted the offer, preferring her company than that of your unbearable mother.

You curled up in the guest bed and tried not to think about Jaebeom. You missed how he smelled. How warm he felt against your back. You wondered if he was thinking of you. Was he drowning his sorrows with strong liquor?

Rolling over, you grumbled and pulled the blankets higher around you, but it did nothing for your tossing and turning. You weren’t the type to use the word madness often, but this was it.

Eventually, you fell asleep and it felt like only a moment later you were rudely woken by the door crashing open. Jolting beneath the blankets, you sat up and exclaimed, “What the hell?”

Hwasa grabbed the remote to your television and said, “You have to see this.”

The screen came to life and she panned to the news. You could hardly believe your eyes.

“Lim Corp is now solely run by heir apparent, Lim Jaebeom.”

“What?” you gasped, settling on your knees and reading every word that scanned across the screen.

The anchorwoman continued, “The takeover occurred last night when Lim presented the signatures of every member of the board needed to unseat his father and become Chief Executive and…”

Her voice faded in the background as you searched your brain for an answer. Jaebeom was dreading the day he would be the head of Lim Corp. What had possessed him to do this?

It could only mean that for the last nine days Jaebeom had set out to campaign for and win the votes from the entire board of the corporation, men that had served his father faithfully for decades. Jaebeom would have had to manipulate them and blackmail them to earn their votes.

Jaebeom wouldn’t do that, you thought with a resistant shake of your head. Another explanation crossed your mind. One that was much more plausible.

He managed to convince them his father was no longer fit to rule.

You rubbed your face, pushing away the sleep. Jaebeom’s father would be murderous. He would fight this to the death. That man valued his power above everything else. Including his own sons.

Hwasa turned to you and said, “This has to be about Yuto.”

“Oh, god,” you murmured, shaking your head. “If Jaebeom went to all the board members and told them about Yuto - how his father has been hiding a bastard son all these years.”

Hwasa nodded. “The stocks would plummet. The future head of the company would technically be up in the air. Bastard or not. He could still contend for a seat at the table.”

You scoffed, not amused. “If it’s one thing we’ve learned as heiresses, men will live and die by their damned stock prices.”

Hwasa snorted.

You moved to the edge of the bed, letting your legs dangle off the side, and folded your arms across your chest. It still was out of character for the boy you knew and loved. “Things like this don’t just happen,” you mulled, referring to the takeover. “The chairmen of the board would have had to be completely unanimous in the decision.”

Hwasa sidled next to you on the bed and suggested, “He seized the company so Yuto couldn’t?”

You sighed, “I don’t understand. Jaebeom doesn’t want this company.”

“Then, he did it to spite his father?”

You chuckled and defended your husband, “No, Jaebeom does petty things out of spite. He does big things out of strategy.”

Hwasa looked back at the television, the coverage still fixated on Lim Corp. “Yeah, but…,” she continued. “The person most hurt by this is Jaebeom’s father. He’s been deposed.”

You never liked to think about your father-in-law. He was kind to you, but he was ruthless to Jaebeom. Your husband had finally begun to confide in you just how merciless his father had become as the ruling tyrant of a powerful company.

You had plenty of memories of your own where Mr. Lim was concerned. There was a reason you feared and avoided him as a child.

“Jaebeom’s father has always used Yuto against him,” you explained softly. “Always threatened that if Jaebeom didn’t prove himself worthy, he would make Yuto the heir.”

Hwasa wasn’t surprised, and was swift to add, “And Yuto has been making a name for himself in Japan. Trying to prove to his father he’s a better fit than Jaebeom.”

You grit your teeth angrily. “Jaebeom told me his father hates that he has a soft streak and has been trying to break it out of him ever since.”

Hwasa exhaled, lifting the remote and turning off the TV.

You looked down at your hand, lingering your gaze on your wedding ring.

Hwasa brought a palm to your shoulder, rubbing gently.

“Can we go out? I can’t spend every day thinking about Jaebeom,” you whispered, almost shameful.

“He is your husband,” Hwasa teased, trying to make you smile.

“Shopping?”

She clapped her hands and leapt from the bed. “Excellent idea!”

You knew that would work.

Hwasa drifted from boutique to boutique, dragging you along. With time and her constant energy, you enjoyed yourself, trying desperately to put Jaebeom out of your mind. You wanted to call and ask him why. Not that he would ever give you a solid answer.

You trusted he knew what he was doing. Jaebeom surrounded himself with smart people, people that had his best interest in mind. You convinced yourself Jaebeom was doing whatever he had to do to fix it. To make it so you could be together again.

Everywhere you went people were abuzz with the news. Lim Corp was one of the largest companies in the country. The takeover was national news.

With Hwasa’s limousine sufficiently stacked with shopping bags, the two of you took to walking through the plaza, sharing a cup of rice cakes. You appreciated the comfortable silence in the company of your best friend.

“Who were you making out with at the gala?” you asked a moment later.

Hwasa finished the rice cake in her mouth and chattered, “Oh my gosh, you remember that hot guy friend of a friend of Jinwoo’s?”

“Friend of a friend twice removed?” you teased with a laugh.

“Ugh, kisses like the devil himself,” she purred, licking her lips.

You chortled, tossing the now empty cup into the trash bin you passed by. Surrounded in a sea of people, you didn’t notice the man following closely in your wake.

Gunshots fired behind you and Hwasa. So close your ears began to ring. Fight or flight response kicked in, but your body chose to freeze.

An arm appeared around your waist and in an instant you were being dragged backwards.

Screams filled the plaza. Hwasa had her hands raised at her sides in the universal gesture of surrender, but her voice was muffled in your ears. She was pleading with someone, begging them not to hurt you.

Your captor backed against one of the pillars in the square, holding you like a human shield in front of him. You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t think.

Hwasa was screaming for help, dialing frantically at her phone. A security guard raced forward from god only knew where and leveled his gun at the man currently holding you in possession, but given your position, the barrel of his gun was pointed directly at you.

“H-Hwasa,” you finally managed to say. The arm around you immediately tightened.

Your ears began to clear from the pounding flood of adrenaline. Whatever exchange between the man holding you captive and the officer aiming at you both was suddenly paramount in your mind.

“Tell me what you want,” shouted the guard. Hwasa was at his shoulder, revealing to him who you were and yelling angrily into her phone.

The words that followed from the man clutching you against him made your blood run cold, “I want you to tell Lim Jaebeom that I have his wife and if he’s not here in fifteen minutes, I’m going to shoot her…”

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[pentagonieslut]

down on me

type: reader x pentagon

genre: smut, fluff

warnings: blowjob(s), bondage, slight fem dom, dom!pentagon, dirty talk, food play, positions, flexibility sex, slight public sex (in the dorm), pole dancing, stripper, choking, degrading

(enjoy sluts and no mention of dawn out of respect. to be honest the smut will most likely cum later so uh enjoy this shit of a work)

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you were home alone and you were busy practicing for a show you had to perform that night. nobody had known about your secret except for your entire squad- not even the boys.

the music of your private studio was so loud that you didn’t hear them enter the house. the studio also doubled as your private changing/fitting room for all your costumes.

hearing them calling your name, you quickly threw on shinwon’s sweatshirt and changgu’s shorts to hide your quite sexy outfit. a squeal left your lips as you ran towards them; successfully locking your private room. “daddies!” you screamed as you ran and jumped into jinho’s arms. “hi princess.” was voiced out by the nine men as they settled down or went to go cook. what can you say? they’re your boyfriends and you, their girlfriend.

as they talked about their day and what they did during dinner, a smile was evident on your lips the entire time as you ate your meal. once it was all over and they went to freshen up or go lay down in their respective rooms.

the minute they disappeared and you made sure they weren’t coming out for a while, you quickly shed changgu’s shorts and fixed your thong shorts from being completely eaten by your ass. turning on music and heaving out a sigh, pretending to turn on a song to practice acro to when in reality it was for a show you had to put on tonight.

the boys came back out one by one, slowly as the music blasted loudly through the house for them to see you doing your acrobatics and in a position you didn’t want them to see. the position was a bridge and your legs were spread open as you twerked. they loved your body and how you had some extra meat on you. they could devour you within seconds if they wanted. “w-what are you doing?” yanan’s voice filled your ears alongside the music as you yelled in surprise and fell down an evident blush on your face.

“i was not expecting you to see me like that.” you admitted as he helped you up from the split you were in. he giggled softly and spun the both of you around to face the others who were staring into your soul with flustered faces or raised brows. “that was hot but damn we should watch what you do more often.” hui mumbled as he walked over and gave you the kiss you’ve been waiting for. “anyways y/n, we are going to pira’s tonight. want to come?” just your luck. they would be going to the club you had to work at tonight. “no, i’m fine! i want to stay home and watch where your eyes linger.” you grinned as you slipped out of MIC’s embrace and twirled your way around for kisses and the stairs.

“have fun!” you yelled out as they left, a string of curses leaving your lips as you made your way to the private room to get your bag and pack what you needed. being one of the best ones around, you had to take two duffel bags and a serious amount of clothes compared to the makeup which was almost equally as much. “let’s get this show on the road..” you grunted as you left for the club.

once you arrived, you went through the back and greeted your fellow workers as you made your way to the room to get ready. once in your room, you immediately got to work on getting prepared, your hair and makeup taking a while to get done.

after both was done and you were in your outfit, your squad and best friends came in to party, bringing drinks and a speaker for music. “let’s get this fucking party started!” jessi screamed as everyone cheered and had fun. instagram pictures were taken, showing off your first outfit of the night which was a navy outfit with velvet and silk. the thong shorts were silk and the bikini top was velvet; hugging your curves quite beautifully. you looked like a snack and damn were you loving it. you then got on some ripped jeans and a long sleeve shirt on alongside shinwon’s sweatshirt you were wearing earlier.

your friends partied in your room before heading out to the one they rented for you to join right after, a chuckle leaving your lips. you sighed once you heard your name and the crowd roaring with excitement. you were ready to give them the show they deserved from last week, being good boys and girls for you as you got them all hot and bothered as well as to play games. “are you ready for her? the mommy who will make you wanna grab more shots for the encore? or are you ready for the beer hose?” the mc shouted as everyone erupted in excitement. “please welcome our lovely queen!” he shouted as you high fives one of the security detail who was also one your good friends.

as you walked out, you smiled and looked around seeing the crowd ready for your show. your high heeled boots that were navy and velvet as well giving the audience excited. “hello babies! are you ready?” you interacted with them as they cheered a loud ‘yes’. you laughed in the handheld mic and turned your head and put a hand to your ear. “what was that? i can’t hear you guys! what’s my name?” you yelled as they screamed your name back. “y/n!” they erupted as you nodded and returned the mic, cueing the dj to play your song as they screamed for the clothes to come off.

the music played and you started stripping, getting everyone excited as the pieces flew in the crowd one by one until you were left in the final outfit. people fought for each piece of your clothing, a smirk playing on your lips as you danced.

you worked that pole like magic and everyone cheered or threw money on stage, causing you to show them the new tricks you had learned as you twerked and spun around. as you pulled one of the audience members on stage with you to put on a show for him and the others, dropping low and twerking against his dick which he loved, partying with you. as you toyed with him on the stage and performed your finisher, you made eye contact with the pentagon members who only grew angrier and more shocked by the second. as you got into a handstand and put your heat in the male’s face,causing him to grab you quickly and breathe on it accidentally.

after a while, you joined the bar to play games with the people and you laughed at some of their jokes. “body shot game! choose who you want to go against!” you were chosen and as you played, the places for more and more x-rated. first place was between your boobs, second place between your collarbone, third your thigh, fourth your ass, and so on. once it finished, you got everyone dancing again as you stood up on the bar with the beer hose and sprayed everyone with it. “if you’re not wet then you best find someone or something and get to it!” you screamed as you sprayed yourself with the hose, causing it to get a little hotter than before.

everyone was having a good time as you went and danced in front of the tables that had booths, with nobody partying. as they slowly let loose, you grabbed whoever was closest and placed your lips on theirs, whether it be male or female.

finally, you made it to the table with your boyfriends and you gulped, seeing their faces. “i am getting blowed.” changgu said as he stood up and undid his pants, causing you to whine and get underneath the table to blow him. you got to work the minute he sat down and slurped hungrily. he let out a throaty groan and came in your mouth after a while, a smile on both of your faces as you escaped and winked at them all, walking away.

one of your friends came and smacked your ass in praise and approval, causing it to jiggle which made you laugh. you then met up with a male stripper who was also your friend and coworker, going up on stage together to put on the final performance of the night. “kiss me..” you breathed as he shook his head with a light chuckle and did so, causing the crowd to go wild as the stage lights dimmed and you guys got off to go rest and change back into your regular clothes.

the minute you grabbed your bags and hugged everyone goodbye, you were yanked away from getting in the car with celestiva who let out her signature laugh and waved goodbye. “you’re fucking getting it when we get home.” you heard a deep growl in your ear and you gulped knowing that yuto was on one side and hongseok on the other. this was their final warning for you. “you are riding my dick until we get home.” the older male hummed as he shoved you inside the car and yuto following behind.

the car ride started and sure enough, you found your bratty and currently bitchy self riding hongseok as mewls came out your mouth and he whispered the punishment that was going to be implied the minute they stepped inside. you wanted to cum but hongseok growled loud enough for everyone to know what was going on as a chuckle escaped a few of the others lips as he prevented you from having your orgasm. “cum right here and right now, i am fucking you senseless and putting you on display for on and off to see. do you want that you fucking bitch?” he questioned roughly as his other hand shoved three fingers in your mouth and made you deep throat them to gag even more without a response.

“she probably does, hongseok. she’s a slut anyways. i don’t know why she keeps wanting more dick.” hui hummed as he focused on the road and made the drive excruciatingly slow for you.

[milkybonya]

Hold My Hand - Yuto

WARNINGS: Mentions of skin picking and blood, angst ! major trigger warning, please be careful !!

Pairing: Roommate!Yuto x reader

Summary: your skin-picking habit worries Yuto and he comforts you.

[a/n]: i’ve been feeling all kinds of ways lately (because of exams and other things) and i wanted to write this to help myself out... i’m really unsure about posting it because it’s not my usual wave but i thought maybe someone else might benefit from it? ahh i don’t know i’m sorry, but i hope everyone is doing okay <3

[a more recent a/n]: this has been in my drafts for a while and i’m finally posting it now that exams are done :) i guess i feel a bit better now !

Your fingertips were red and warm; your cuticles were raw and oozing blood. There were no band-aids around, so you had to constantly wipe the blood with toilet roll. At your desk, you were a mess, eyes becoming blurry as they filled with tears. Your fingers burned with pain, but it was a comforting feeling. Somehow, skin-picking helped you deal with feelings of anxiousness.

You looked around the room at the mess you had made: scrunched up, bloody toilet roll lying at the floor around your waste bin - your attempts to throw them in had failed. The notes at your desk shimmered with red droplets and you were so mad at yourself for having ‘relapsed,’ since you told yourself several times that you were going to cut this habit off for good.

You had always done a good job of hiding your habit from those around you, saying the band-aids on your fingers were from clumsy mistakes while cooking. Even your roommate Yuto didn’t question you.

You checked the time and noticed that it was 5:30pm - Yuto would be coming back from his classes soon. Pushing back in your chair, you got up to clean the mess you’d made - until you heard the door creak open behind you.

“[y/n], I’m sorry to barge in your room but I-” you heard Yuto mumble before his eyes finally found you in your dark bedroom. His eyes moved from you to your desk, widening in shock.

“Yuto, I can explain-” you started.

“What is this?” he asked sharply, walking up to your desk and looking at the blood everywhere. He glared at the toilet roll before his eyes met your hands - still full of blood.

“I-” you started again, only to be cut off once more.

“Did you do this to yourself?” he asked, taking both of your hands in his and turning them over to look at them.

“Yuto it’s not what it looks like,” you whimpered, your tears finally leaving your eyes.

“What is this then, hm? To me it looks like you’ve hurt yourself and that’s not okay with me,” he stated, his tone of voice slightly louder than before.

He sighed before ripping off a long piece of toilet roll and wrapping it around your hands. Then, he gently held your toilet-roll-covered hands and guided you to the bathroom, where he turned on the cold water tap, not wanting to burn your already hurt fingers.

Removing the toilet roll, you saw him bite his lip and blink several times, as if holding back tears.

“Yuto, it’s okay, I can do this myself-”

“Please just let me do this for you,” he said abruptly.

He slowly guided your hands under the tap and watched your reaction carefully. You tried not to wince too hard, worried you would upset him, so you bit your lip to hold your feelings in.

“I know it hurts,” he said, gently washing away the blood from you hands, “but we need to clean your hands before we do anything else.”

He tried to walk you to where the first-aid cabinet was, but even after having washed them, your fingertips were still bleeding. So Yuto suggested you wait in the bathroom while he searched for band-aids. 

When he returned with them, he swiftly and gently placed one around each of your fingertips, hiding and protecting the cuts. After finishing, he gently held both of your hands in his again and guided you to the couch in the small living room. He sat down next to you and wiped your tears with his thumb as you looked down and avoided his eyes.

“Do you not know how worried I’ve been every time I see band-aids around your fingers? But I trusted you and thought it really was just you being clumsy while cooking. Is this what you’ve been doing the entire time?”

When you silently nodded, he sighed.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. Now that I know, I’m going to take even better care of you,” He said, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

“I swear I only do it when I’m anxious-”

“Then what am I here for, hm? How come you always let me talk to you but you never talk to me?” He moved the hair out of your eyes and lifted your chin up so you would look at him.

“Whenever you’re anxious, whenever you feel like doing this again, come to my room. Shout my name. If I’m not here, call me and I will answer right away, okay? Don’t go through these things alone,” he explained, his face full of genuine concern.

“Whenever you want to do these things, hold my hand instead. You can squeeze it, bite it, dig your nails into it instead of your own hand, okay?”

“I don’t want to do that-”

“I know you don’t,” Yuto said. “So just hold my hand, okay? Just hold my hand.”

[kamejapan]

Daisy part four| EXILE TRIBE

“What do you mean, Kanou? What did you do?” Ryuta questioned as the look of concern grew on everyone’s faces. Kanou looked around at all the men surrounding him, sighing heavily. “I..left her behind. It was in the fourth grade. I-I left her and came back..only for the first year of high school. I don’t know what happened to her after I left. But I know the last words I said to her ripped her to pieces. And when she wants revenge..she won’t stop for anyone.” He choked out as he fiddled with his fingers. 

Everyone stayed silent for a while, fully processing everything that happened. “Sorry Kanou..we didn’t know that’s what happened.” Shohei mumbled out as they dispersed slowly to the bell. 

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Leaving the school grounds, the boys walked and chatted in small groups, doing their own thing. “Fenty, if you don’t come back here right now, I’m kicking your ass!” A familiar voice screamed out as three bodies ran after one another. 

Quickly moving aside, the males watched as the trio ran past them, the male coming in second and the sibling in third. 

“What the fuck just happened?” 

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Night had arrived and everyone was living the night life, except for Fenty. Sitting on her couch and waiting for her little ones to come out. Haruto, Ming Rui, and Zeyu all argued as they came out of their rooms and fixed their clothes (outfits linked in next post or below). “Mom! Zeyu keeps bullying me!” Ming Rui whined as he ran over to the female who only laughed. 

Standing up and fixing her son’s clothes as well as hers, she turned to face the trio. “Zeyu, stop bullying your little brother. You three are going to have a connection forever because you never know when it’ll be just the three of you. Okay? Also, Haruto. You’re the oldest so you should protect the youngers and vice versa. Protect each other.” Fenty scolded as she ruffled each of their hairs. 

Nodding their heads and looking at the floor, a chuckle escaped from their mom’s lips as she watched their faces. “So, boys. Where are we going tonight?” Quickly looking up, the three all shouted out their answers and smiled widely. 

Nodding her head, she grabbed her phone and purse with a smile. “Okay, let’s go.” 

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The pub grill was no place for a mother with three kids but she couldn’t help it. Her kids loved eating there ever since they were born. This time was no different as they requested a large table for them to eat at. “Where’s auntie and uncle at? I thought they were here already!” Zeyu whined, wanting to see his favourite aunt and uncle. Sitting in her chair with a raised brow, she smiled and leaned closer to the boy. “What did I say about being patient?” She questioned as the child pouted. 

“Mou Fenty, don’t be so rough with him. He’s still a boy.” Lashae chuckled out as she took her seat next to the youngest. Sitting next to the oldest and the middle,  Yuto laughed as he listened to their nerf war stories. “Haruto, what do you want to eat?” Fenty asked as she signaled that the waiter was waiting to take his order. “The largest dinner meal set you have please!” He said with a wide smile. 

Laughing and talking with each other, the group sat at the table while listening to each other’s stories and sharing stories with each other. 

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A familiar laughter echoed through the slightly empty pub as the males sat on the other side of the restaurant in the corner. Standing up after finishing their meal, a group of the males went over to pay, bumping into the only female Alan had a problem with. “Interesting to see you here miss Fenty.” Kenta said with a soft smile, turning towards the female who only chuckled back in response. “Well, the k- group wanted to come out so I agreed.” She giggled back as she took her card and walked off with a wave. 

Watching her walk off, Kenta smiled slightly, a light blush appearing on his face. Quickly paying for their meal, Kenta scurried back to the table with the others and giggled at his hand, staring at the little slip she left him. 

“Kenta, what are you laughing at?” Ryuta asked as he gave up trying to study his friend. Quickly looking up and shoving the slip into his pocket, he shook his head. “N-Nothing. Why?” He asked as he tried to act normal. “Because you’re laughing at your hand stupid.” Mandy said as he leaned back in his chair. 

Unable to say anything, he looked away in red embarrassment as the others started making fun of him. “L-Leave me alone! You’d understand if she was someone you thought was so perfect and appeared everywhere you went!” He whined out as he hit his hands on the table. 

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Leaving the restaurant, Fenty sat with her friends and her kids as she watched them eat ice cream, fighting over the best flavour with the two adults. Laughing, Fenty recorded the whole argument. “Lashae, leave my baby alone. He did nothing to you.” She breathed out as she tried to stop herself from laughing and pissing her pants. 

“Fenty, who are they?” Kanou asked as he stopped at their table, his anger slowly rising. Looking up, Fenty stared at the male with a slight chuckle as she looked back at the three boys who inched closer to Lashae and Yuto. “None of your business, Kanou. Damn sure you didn’t want to know anyways.” She snarled back as she grabbed her phone and started scrolling through it. 

Snatching her phone and glaring at her, Kanou’s anger went through the roof as he barked back. “Answer me!” Standing up after slamming her hand on the table, she grabbed the male by the collar. “Don’t you fucking start with me now. You don’t need and/or deserve to know!” She yelled back as she pushed him, his friends grabbing him to stand him up. 

“M-Mom, what’s going on?” Haruto questioned as they peeked out from behind the twins. Looking at the boy, Fenty shook her head and smiled softly. “Nothing, bear. You three go back home with auntie and uncle, okay? I will follow soon after I’m done. Go!” The female said sternly as Lashae and Yuto nodded, grabbing their hands and running to the house as fast as possible. 

“Oi, Kanou. This isn’t the place nor the time for you to be acting like this!” Naoto said as he stepped forward to grab the younger by his shoulder. “Leave me alone! I want to talk with her about this!” He growled as he curled his hand into a fist. “Kanou-” 

Grabbing the male by his collar, Fenty dragged him to a safer spot, the others in tow several feet away as they watched with caution as the two sat down face to face. 

“Answer me, Fenty. Who are those three boys?” Kanou said as calmly as possible. Tsking and looking away, Fenty crossed her arms as she tried to ignore the male in front of her who stared her down. “Y-Yours...” The female mumbled quietly as she continued to stare into space, listening to the sound of the male falling out the chair in shock. 

“Wait...n-no..no..I don’t believe that! Which one is mine, Fenty!” Kanou yelled as he slammed his fist on the table. “Haruto is yours! Haruto! What else do you want to hear you fucking asshole?!” Fenty shouted back, tears slowly coming down her face. “Haruto..you mean..you were pregnant with him when I left..?” Kanou mumbled shakily as the others stuttered in shock. 

Wiping her tears and standing up, the female grabbed her phone and walked away, not wanting to continue talking to the male any longer. “Fenty..I..” 

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Kenta chased after the female, wanting to comfort her and feeling bad for  what his friend did. 

“Miss Fenty, wait!” Kenta called out as he used his long legs to chase after her. Stopping in her tracks, the female turned to look back at who called her name as she wiped her tears. “Ah, Kenta. How can I help you?” 

[sharkiegorath]

this is Tumblr’s fucking April Fool’s joke fucking god

I thought it was a virus and nearly had a panic attack so thanks

WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE A HORSE i hATE YOU 

[warxpeaces]

bibbidi, bobbidi, boo  !    pale weathered fingers caressing puka shell necklace, red sunglassses perched just against the bridge of the nose, the sweet smell of coconut and anthurium + here comes  Nathan  Mushitarou,  ( yuto nakajima ),  Kealakekua, Hawaii born vampire . usually, when the 23 / 69 year old male comes around, you can hear mephistopheles by trans siberian orchestra playing loudly over the radio. not only that, but i heard they dislike the pureblood monarchy. 

Hi I’m Hy and heres my son Nate There will be a longer version but heres what I got 

Born in Kealakekua, his parents were  Califorean American citizens but due to what was happening, they fleed to Hawaii, They did love the island nonetheless. His name was Naoki.

Even though they lived in Hawaii, they’re lives weren’t paradise. Sure they were better off than most people at the time but they’re days were met with lots of labor and unstability. Again Hawaii was just becoming a state at the time, so things like stable benefits and income where hard to come by 

Like the turn of decade, Naoki was at a turning point in his life.Naoki felt the education and the way his fellow Hawaiians were treated. There was the small hope when he saw the flyers on the island to enlist. 

While many people at the time have detested the war, all Naoki and  his other friends enlisted. Enlisting meant benefits if they survive 

In 1968, despite being younger than the recommended age, Naoki enlisted to serve in the Vietnam war. He spent nine year being the undercover agents, it was easy for him to blend in. Then he sent the letters back in the Hawaiian Pidgin. Thats when they knew to attack. 

In 1974, he met someone he would never forget (wc), his first love. They knew he wasn’t from here and thats what made them like Naoki. Long nights were spent talking about their lives. How they both wanted a fresh start. Christmas Even Nate even promised to take them back his next deployment. 

February 13, 1975- there was a sudden influx of people. Naoki knew nothing about the purebloods or the vampires. How in the world could he? He just remembered one of them coming into the base. And everything like that went black. 

Drink the blood, they pleaded. Drink the blood and get what you want. It was hours of manipulation and despite the pain, Naoki wasn’t going to surrender. After hours of taunting him, telling him hes fighting a useless war, that theres nothing for him, the threat of hurting their love was the thing that got him to drink. It was a new world. 

Immediately after the change, they ripped the dogtag off Naoki’s chest and ripped his passport into pieces. He was to go by Natnaniel. He was given everything he needed

On a plane trip to Hong Kong, everything was explained to him. The purebloods,the witches, and most importantly vampires.He was in their world now a world of subterfuge. And he would do it- if he ever had any chance of seeing his love again.

While the vampiric forces couldn touch the royal bloods, that didn’t stop them from making their lives difficults. Property damage, rumors, taunting paramours. If their lives could be mildly inconvienced they would do it.

Maybe the worst part wasn’t the blood thirst but the sheer need to always try to be above someone they can never beat. 

Thats when he was assigned to New Orleans, a place seeming with royals. This time though he had more leeway. He was translator, night professor assistant who happened to come back from war.It was the perfect disguise 

Personality:

He’s bascially the master of communication. So on the surface level he seems like  very amicable guy who loves to travel.

Blow his cover though and he becomes your worse nightmare

He tries to go outside but only when the weather isnt severe enough to hurt him. Even at night, he takes percausions.

Still doesnt stop him from tlking hours on end about something- gy has 69 years of stories up his pocket, how could he not engage them. 

His ultimate goals are the following: be a pureblood’s worst nightmre and reunite his love ( or at least have closure) 

Wanted Connections:

Friends

Fellow Vampires

Enemies 

Associates and Clients

His love but listen what if the plot twist was they were a pureblood or vampire this whole time 

People to feed on

And thats it. eel free to like so we can plot ^^

[moonboyyuto]

Heartstrings - part 5

“...y/n?”

“Y-Yuto?” Hearing his deep voice for the first time shocks the hell out of you. You stand up out of your seat to introduce yourself. “Hi n-nice to f-f-finally meet you. I-I’m y/n.” It’s clear you’re nervous. You always had a thing for deep voices, but paired with his appearance he gives off an intimidating aura. He reaches his hand out for a handshake, then bows. You’re first taken aback by the bowing, but then you remember he’s Japanese and this is custom for him and he’s just being polite. You notice his hands are fairly large compared to yours. “H-hi y/n. Nice to meet you too. I’m Y-Yuto.” Due to the fact that he’s stumbling over his words, it’s clear he’s nervous too. This is comforting for you.

You both take a seat across from each other. He takes off his bucket hat, showing off his long, almost chin-length hair paired with an undercut. He grabs a hair tie off his wrist and puts his hair in a ponytail, some pieces falling effortlessly on the sides of his face. “Sorry, I have been g-growing my hair out. It gets in the way sometimes.” He flashes a smile after saying that. His smile is so charming, unlike his intimidating appearance.

After he puts his hair up, you get a good look at his face. He’s handsome. REALLY handsome. Other than his breathtaking smile, he’s got beautiful, big dark brown eyes paired with a small mole above one eye. His facial structure is very masculine, with strong cheekbones and a strong jawline. His nose? Perfection. His lips? Perfectly plump. The nice tan complexion of his skin is gorgeous too.

You start to blush. “It-it’s okay.” There’s a bit of awkward silence, so you decide to break the ice. “W-wanna go pick out our ice cream?” He nods. You both get up to pick out what ice cream you wanted. This was one of those ice cream places where you pick out your flavors and toppings, and then weigh it at the end when you’re ready to pay to get your price. You decide to go with cotton candy with some sprinkles. As you’re putting your cup on the scale getting ready to pay, Yuto comes behind you adds his cup on the scale too. “I’m buying.” The nice gesture turns your cheeks a light pink. “But Y-Yuto...I...thank you.” As he’s paying you take a look into his cup, seeing vanilla ice cream with caramel drizzle. Not a bad choice. Before going back to your seats, you grab a handful of napkins for the both of you.

Finally, you sit back down. You continue to try to break the ice. You ask him: “So what’s your opinion on mint chocolate chip?” He gives you this look of disgust. “...I think I know what the answer is.” You say. He laughs then giggles. Oh god. Oh. No. His laugh and giggle are SO cute. Your thoughts make you blush. “How about you?” He asked. “Yeah, I don’t like it either,” you tell him. He replys: “Good. I don’t want to get to know someone that enjoys eating something that tastes like cold toothpaste.” You laugh. Your laugh makes him laugh.

You both start to break out of the nervousness. You both ask the typical questions while getting to know someone (how many siblings, family life, schooling, etc) then he asks the question that you usually can ramble on about for however long the other person is willing to listen: “what kind of music are you into?” “Well. I listen to just about everything. I’ve been to numerous concerts, some involving mosh pits and lots of crowd surfing.” Hes taken aback by your answer. He then says to you, “not to judge just from appearance alone, but you don’t look like the kind of person to be into that kind of music.” You chuckle. “Given what I’m wearing today, I get why you say that. Typically though, I’m in a lot of black and wear ripped jeans.” You see him start to blush. “I, uh, love when girls wear clothes like that.” Him saying that makes you blush.

You go back on the topic of music. “I even listen to music that transcends different languages. I’m really into this Japanese singer named Sirup. Have you heard of him?” You see his face light up immediately. “As a matter of fact, I have. He’s one of my favorite singers I listen to currently!” You both smile and start talking about the songs of his that you like.

At this point, you’re both finishing up your ice cream. You get some of your last spoonful on your lip. You don’t notice...but he does. “Hey.” He says all of a sudden, “come here.” He grabs a napkin off the table and gently wipes the ice cream off your lip. You start to blush, turning 50 shades of pink. “Awh, that’s cute. You’re blushing.” He says as he smiles. The fact that he points it out turns your face as red as the cherries sitting in the topping area of the ice cream place. You try to cover the blushing with one hand, playfully smacking him in the arm with the other. “Yuto stopppppp!” He then laughs and giggles.

After your face turns back to it’s normal hue, you continue the conversation. “Hey, you a gamer at all? I have a Switch in my apartment I like to play in my free time.” His face lights up again. “You know y/n...you continue to surprise me. Yes, I love to play video games. You have Smash and Mario Kart?” You chuckle. “Sure do. Wanna play together sometime?” He smiles. “I’d love to actually. Just give me a day and time.”

“How about tonight?” You say. He answers: “I’m down. Let’s get out of here so I can kick your ass in Smash.”

“You think cause I’m a girl you can beat me? Oh, you’re ON.”

[elemental-daddy-neos]

A simple one today, just the boys

(Yes I am evil for continuing to use that image of Yuto)

[babywhereyougone]

[Translation] Myojo 2018-11 Autumn Fashion (original scan: yoshiko-mama@LJ)

Understanding Their Fashion Situation | Autumn Styling BATTLE!!

Sakuma Ryuto’s Fashion Situation [Closet By Color] 45% Black, 45% White, 10% Other. “I don’t have a lot brightly colored items. The most colorful one I have is a blue green top, but it’s dark toned.” [Regular Shopping Buddy] Inoue Mizuki. “When it’s the two of us, we end up checking out a lot of places. We go to the stores Mizuki-kun wants to go.” [Senpai Who Recently Gifted You Something] Watanabe Shota. “I’ve only received something from Shota-kun. I still remember it, it’s a t-shirt with an image of sunglasses hanging off of it.” [Ideal Couples’ Match With Your Girlfriend] Matching colors. “Rather than have matching items, I think having matching colors is better. If hat’s the case, matching from head to toe is OK too!”

Hashimoto Ryo’s Fashion Situation [Closet By Color] 60% Black, 30% White, 10% Other. “I have one pale pink top.” [Regular Shopping Buddy] Matsuo Tatsuru, Kanno Taiki. “These two invite me to come along. If it were just me, I have no desire to go shopping.” [Senpai Who Recently Gifted You Something] Shimekake Ryuya. “I have a lot of them, but Shime-chan recently gave me a black tote bag. I told him I wanted it, and he gave me it to me right there♪ I’m using it today, too!” [Ideal Couples’ Match With Your Girlfriend] Parka. “But, there aren’t any that aren’t just a plain black or white, huh.”

Inoue Mizuki’s Fashion Situation [Closet By Color] 60% Black, 30% White, 10% Other. “The ‘Other’ is grey (lol). The brightest thing I own is one (1) yellow piece.” [Regular Shopping Buddy] Iwasaki Taisho. “We both work fast. Whenever we want to go shopping, we’re the friends who ask each other.” [Senpai Who Recently Gifted You Something] Morita Myuto. “I bugged him about it for two years, and I got a racing jacket and a bag! I’m so grateful, I have received a lot from many others.” [Ideal Couples’ Match With Your Girlfriend] Wristwatches. “I think it’s too much to go out and be in an Obvious Couples Outfit so I’d rather go with the casual accessory (lol).”

Takahashi Yuto’s Fashion Situation [Closet By Color] 30% Black, 50% White, 10% Other. “100% Patterned (lol). I don’t own a single solid item. When I wear something plain or solid, it’s borrowed from my little brother.” [Regular Shopping Buddy] Suetake Yukihiro. “I’ve been going shopping on my own recently, but I do go with Suetake a lot. The shop I’ve been frequenting lately is the shop Suetake took me to before. [Senpai Who Recently Gifted You Something] Yasui Kentaro, Jesse. “It wasn’t recent, but Ken-chan has gifted me things, but I remember the bracelet the most. I was bugging him about it as a symbol of how close we got through doing Rajira together… and he gave it to me! Jesse-kun gave me a t-shirt when we did the Shonentachi stage show together.” [Ideal Couples’ Match With Your Girlfriend] With accessories. “How about a ring? Of course, it would be a present from me♥”

Igari Soya’s Fashion Situation [Closet By Color] >50% Black, 30% White, 10% Blue, 5% Red, 5% Other. [Regular Shopping Buddy] Sakuma Ryuto, Matsui Minato, Inoue Mizuki. “I’m usually alone, but since I hang out with Saku-chan and Matsui a lot, we end up going shopping, too. With Mizuki-kun, we’re often synced up on when we want to go.” [Senpai Who Recently Gifted You Something] Hirano Sho. “I got a black fur coat. It’s really warm and stylish—I wear it regularly! (Iwahashi) Genki-kun, Shimekake (Ryuya)-kun, Jesse-kun… I can’t list them all, there are so many generous senpai!” [Ideal Couples’ Match With Your Girlfriend] T-shirt. “But, only when wearing an outwear piece. Looks best if the matching t-shirt just peeks out.”

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M I Z U K I > In a photoshoot for MYOJO last year, there were these glen plaid underpants, and I saw them again at another location afterwards. I thought they were fated so I decided to buy them from the stylist (lol). Last year, I was really into wearing shorts and vests for a school uniform-ish look. This autumn, I want to try challenge myself with coordinating with monotone tops.  > I’m the type of person who immediately decides to buy something the moment I see it—with the price being the only thing potentially holding me back. The other day, I was strolling through Takeshita Street in Harajuku with Sakuma and Hashimocchan. I bought a Coach jacket from a store we passed by. It’s black, and I like the design with the word “STREET” written in white all over the sleeve. It was cheap so the decision was easy! Now if I can find aa white chesterfield coat I’ve been looking for since last year, then it’ll be perfect.

S O Y A > It’s part of my routine to pick out the outfit I’ll wear that day the moment I wake up. But, since I’m indecisive af, I’d have second thoughts while I”m eating breakfast and change my outfit completely. I’d leave the house, change my mind again, and turn back around. Because of all the changes, my parents ask tell me to decide the moment I wake up, but they don’t get it. Picking out my outfits is fun, even the indecisive part♪ > Last autumn, I bought a knit sweater that looked similar to a happi. Since it wasn’t an item available in Japan, I ordered it based on the model’s pictures they had online, but when it came, it was way too big on me (lol). It looked so good online… When I got it last year, autumn was over, and it was too thin of an item to wear in the winter. I had to wear a knitted turtleneck underneath. I’ll wear it at the start of autumn this year—the lead role this time!

R Y U T O > I love wearing t-shirts with funny illustrations like the one I’m wearing today. Even in my personal wardrobe, I have many similar shirts. My favorite is an illustration of a tonkatsu set meal. It’s so cute, the tonkatsu was drawn with a face. It was love at first sight the moment I saw it! Unfortunately, I currently don’t have the courage to wear that t-shirt when I’m out. But, after today, I might be able to do it if I pair it with a long coat like this (lol). > I have a problem with styling myself the same way! Or rather, it’s frustrating that I can only style myself one way… black skinny jeans with a t-shirt… is my go-to. I also came here today like that. I have four pairs of black skinny jeans. Not to mention, they’re all the same brand and style. I’ve also gotten interested in ripped jeans… but when I start thinking the level of ripped looks good, I have no clue (lol).

Y U T O > For a show project, I saw Sakurai (Sho)-kun wear this super flashy outfit and i wanted to try and replicate that outfit! For me, I think it’s a pretty good replication. I’m wearing it, but that necklace is super heavy! And of course the fanny pack. It’s looks shiny, but it’s actually a clear material and you can see inside it. It looks to be in style, but I have no idea what to put in it. And most importantly, the hat. First time I wore a taller one, I kept hitting everything (lol). The white top I’m wearing underneath is close to my personal style … is what I would like to say, but I I have no confidence in wearing solids. I like patterns so I would buy the leopard print shirt (lol). > Lately, I’ve been understanding fashion less and less. I feel like I should be able to wear whatever. To be honest, I want to wear the sweats I wear during lessons out in the streets~ Is that bad!?

R Y O > I’m awful at the layered look. On cold days, I can’t stand just the layers; only warm days, I can’t take it off right away… so that’s why, I only wear a jacket. It’s not something I would pick out myself, but I like this look so I wanted to try it. My wardrobe is all black and white so this navy is a fresh look♪ > Most of my shopping has been done online as of late. It’s not that I don’t have time to go shopping, it’s just simply easier. But, I had a big fail when I bought these harem pants that looked really cool on the Internet… They were just different from what I had in mind. In the end, I haven’t worn them once… But, I really like the sweats I bought recently! It’s a set with a top and bottom in light blue that stands out from everyone else♪ I wear them lots during stage show lessons. 

[3w-writer-with-wings]

What happened to Yuri, Yugo and Yuto? (manga spoilers)

(I wrote at least two multi-chapter fanfics (one fantasy AU and one slice of life AU) where Yu-boys are brothers so I can't possibly describe how happy I was when I saw the leaked page with Yu-boys and Yusho a week before the translated chapter was up!!! I already had some suspicions about it since Yugo and Yuri called Yuto their big brother a few times in the first few chapters and also the way they cared about Yuya could only be referred as brotherly. I don't think they're different ages (my guess is they are quadruplets), but it could be possible (like maybe Yuto is like 2 years older, Yuri is 1 year older while Yuya and Yugo are twins - could be the reason why they are so close  since twins often share a special bond). 

Why would they keep such an important memory from Yuya, probably has many various reasons behind it. Out of all of them, Yugo and Yuto were seemingly more keen on keeping Yuya in dark than Yuri who kinda just went along with their plan. While Yugo fell on his knees crying and Yuto yelled at Eve to shut up, Yuri was just like "Oh Adam factor restored all the memories... ironic isn't it?". This doesn't mean Yuri isn't as protective towards Yuya (right the opposite, he was outright ready to murder Sora for hurting Yuya), but I believe Yuri wanted Yuya to know that they used to be siblings.

This is pretty much based on how I portray Yuri in one of my fanfics (Fragile Smile - slice of life AU) where Yugo and Yuto are super overprotective of Yuya while Yuri wants him to be more independent. Yugo says that "those memories will only make him sad" and this is most probably the reason why they erased such a memory out of his head - Yuya must've witnessed their deaths during the World Illusion or whatever thing that happened to his brothers to end up as alter egos in his body (it could also be possible that Leo or even Yusho experimented on them) which left deep mental scars him. Of course, both Yuto and Yugo wouldn't let their little brother to be affected by such a traumatic experience, doing everything in their might to protect him, but Yuri? Not that he would want Yuya to suffer, but I believe he wanted Yuya to know the truth - after all, you can't run from the truth forever. I have a feeling that Yuri wants Yuya to become stronger through experience and acting more independently, unlike Yuto and Yugo who try to shield him from pain as much as they can. It can also be possible that the Adam Factor was implanted in all four of them, but had horrible consequences  - Yugo, Yuri and Yuto lost their bodies while Yuya survived (or all of them were to lose their bodies, but the three of them couldn't bear to lose their little brother so they lent him their strength so he wouldn't lose his body which resulted in their souls ending in Yuya's body - but then again I could be wrong since Yuri, Yugo and Yuto are seen watching the city being destroyed). 

Also how come only Yuya was sent into the past? Didn’t Yusho care about his other three children and just left them to die? (though maybe there was only a spot for one so Yusho was forced to choose only one of them). It could be also possible that just like Reiji they were also brought into the past but only as Yuya’s alter egos in order to watch over him.

What also worries me is that fact that they are slowly fading which might’ve confirmed that their bodies were destroyed in the World Ilusion incident and their souls will soon leave Yuya as well (I swear if this happens... my soul will be ripped to pieces... I can already see Yuya trying hard not to cry as they say goodbye... :’( ). 

There are many reasons for their decision to keep the memories as a secret, so I'm more than eager to see the next chapter. For Yuzu.... yeah I don't like her character treatment. She pretty much ended up in Kotori's role and became the annoying supporting girl that is just kinda there. Hopefully, this changes cuz it could be an interesting plot twist. My guess is that she could be related to either Eve or Reiji in some way (in anime Reiji and Ray are basically siblings which makes Bracelet girls Reiji's little sisters), but I see it as unlikely cuz Yuzu so far didn't do much for the plot even though she's a duelist (according to the flashback where it showed her that she won second place in a Duel Monsters tournament while Shun won the first). Even if Yugo did mention very briefly that she reminds him of someone might not necessarily be that important. Maybe they were friends with a girl who looked like her but that's about it, though I like the theory that Yuzu might've been their babysitter ;) it's a cute supporting role that would fit her much more than what she's been doing so far. 

Hopefully, the new chapter explains more as I’m more than eager to see where this plot is going since so far it was really good, much better than anime.

[lovepaintt]

Bias Tag!

I was tagged by @hwallandarrow (thank you love <3<3) to do the top 10 bias tag! (Because I am an indecisive piece of crap I am not gonna put this in any definite order.. Except Jonghyun..)

Jonghyun - Nu’est (We all know I am so sorry)

Yoongi - BTS

Yuto - Pentagon

Daehyun - B.A.P

Hyunbin - JBJ

Hongbin - Vixx

Hojeong/Taehyun/Junhyuk - Hotshot (wow I can’t choose)

Yugyeom - GOT7 (low key Jinyoung is killing me tho)

Hyungwon - Monsta X

Hyuna - 4minute (rip :(( )

Tags: @curledlife @multikpopworld @sunmoon-star @hyuneytea @attackonsujuu @snoqlax (you don’t have to if you don’t want to ofc! <3)