#simping behavior detected

[sharksnshakes]

Night Out (III) - Tim Drake

After discovering Tim is the Red Robin, his behavior starts to make a lot more sense. One confession leads to another...

AN; and we are done!! i hope u all enjoy the final installment of the tim drake miniseries. never done anything like this before and very grateful for the support <33 literally wouldn't have written it otherwise

Wordcount; 1k

TW; cursing, choking, minor injuries, tim being a simp

You don't have to puzzle over Tim's strange behavior for too long. Just days after the incident in the alleyway, you're watching a news report on the Red Robin, who was spotted fighting Dr. Freeze with Nightwing's help somewhere in the Diamond District.

The news anchors play a clip of Robin protecting civilians while Nightwing kicks ass in the background, and when Robin pushes an elderly man out of the way of Dr. Freeze's ray gun, you get deja vu; The arm flung in front of the civilian, the reaching for something in his utility belt--the vigilante's motions match Tim's exactly, right down to the damn batarang.

And then Dr. Freeze kicks Tim in the gut, and you can't keep watching.

You're not sure if you're the world's best detective, if Tim's horrible at hiding things, or if it was just plain luck, but ever since you put two and two together things have been making a lot more sense. Namely, why he constantly backs out of plans at the last minute and is busiest at 3am. His vigilante status might also have something to do with the ungodly levels of caffeine he consumes, but you're pretty sure he'd be drinking all that coffee regardless of whether he was Red Robin or not.

Unfortunately, you figured this out days before finals week, and you know that if you don't confront him you'll be distracted the whole time you're taking exams...

...Which is what leads you to where you are now. You're sitting in the passenger seat of Tim's fancy car (it's glossy black with custom upholstery to match--really, the whole 'Batman and Robin' thing should've been way more obvious) and chowing down on Big Belly Burger in a parking garage.

"So," you start, taking a sip of your drink to steel yourself, "I have something to tell you."

He swallows a gulp of food, brow furrowing. "Which is?"

"Y'might wanna put the food down for a second."

Tim huffs out a laugh. "No way it's anything that serious."

"Uh, I know you're Robin?"

He chokes.

Thirty seconds and several gulps of water later, Tim is staring at you with a dumbfounded expression that would be comical if the stakes of the situation weren't so high. Are the stakes high? You're not really sure. While you don't peg Batman as the type to have his vigilantes assassinate randos for figuring out their secret identities, he's a grown man running around dressed up like a bat. Who knows what goes on in his head?

Well. Tim might.

Regardless, Tim doesn't even attempt to dispute you. After sitting in silence for an additional two minutes, he just sort of... shrugs?

"Yeah. You're right."

You blink at him. You're not sure what you expected, exactly, but him owning up to it with zero hesitation was definitely not it. "You're just gonna admit it?"

"I mean-" he shrugs again. "What am I supposed to do? Dispute you? I'm sure you've got evidence."

You say nothing.

"You had no evidence?"

"I had a hunch," you protest, "And you just confirmed it!"

He groans, dropping his head into his hands. "You only had a hunch? No photos? No eyewitnesses?"

"It's almost finals week! What was I supposed to do, drop everything and research you instead of my term paper?"

"No, obviously not. Sorry. I'm just..."

"Shocked? Surprised? Caught off guard?"

"Well, you saw the news," he says dryly. Reaching for the hem of his shirt (also black, it was so obvious), he pulls it up a few inches to reveal a dark bruise splashed across his abdomen.

His incredibly toned abdomen--

You wince. "Ouch."

"Yeah, no kidding." At that moment, Tim's cheeks flush pink, and he quickly pulls his shirt back down. "Uh, sorry. Didn't mean to... you know."

"Nah, it's fine," you say, opting to stare out the window so Tim doesn't catch you blushing, "It's not a bad view, if that makes you feel any better."

Wait, what the fuck did you just say?

Your eyes go wide, and you immediately drop your gaze to your lap. There's a time and place for flirting with your best friend who's also Red Robin, and that time and place is not right after he's shown you his injuries and admitted to having a secret identity.

Except maybe it is, because when you risk a glance at Tim, his lower lip is pulled between his teeth and his eyes look just a touch hazy.

"You think I look good?" He murmurs, and you forget everything that's ever happened, ever.

"Yeah," you admit, looking around his face rather than at it, "And I was gonna tell you about that the other night. But, um, then we got interrupted."

Tim sucks in a small breath.

"So judging by your reaction, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that you feel the same way...?"

"No," he deadpans, "I'm just staring at you like you hung the moon because I'm bored."

You blink at him. "You better be fucking joking--"

Tim reaches across the console, cups your jaw in his hand, and pulls your lips onto his.

You gasp. He swallows up the noise, moving slowly, deliberately, like he's been thinking about this moment for a long time; his fingers tremble but he guides your movements regardless, pulling you as close as he can manage with the console in the way.

Tim makes a small, muted noise when you slide your fingers into his hair. It shocks both of you enough to break the kiss--you stare at each other, unblinking. Then someone moves and the cup of ketchup you'd been sharing tips over and launches itself all over Tim's lap.

Both of you burst into laughter.

"You know," Tim says a few moments later, "You figuring out that I'm Robin is, um... really hot," he confesses, cheeks turning the same shade as the ketchup he's wiping off of his pants.

"Really?" you ask, still trying to catch your breath between giggles.

He looks you dead in the eye. "Really."

You dissolve into laughter again, and somehow you just know that your relationship with Tim--whatever form it takes--is right.

[lawlightautismtruther]

SUPER LONG LAWLIGHT DYNAMIC ANALYSIS RANT (THIS MOSTLY ONLY APPLIES TO THE ANIME)

It’s really not that serious, but there’s more to my thesis of L being a sub/bottom than just blorbo yaoi fuel. I‘ll call back to my post about L’s true emotional vulnerability that most viewers seem to miss, because on a surface level (especially when coming from the manga and when trusting the words of Obha at face value) you may see L as detached and cold. You’re supposed to think that L is unfeeling at FIRST but post-confinement/pre-yotsuba, the truth starts to seep out. L could have had Light convicted after seeing that no more criminals were dying since locking him up, but he didn’t. Even Aizawa admitted that it was enough evidence. You know it’s real when Aizawa agrees with Matsuda, lmfao.

Anyway, after this point, L and Light actually really start to bond. (I pretty much see lawlight as subtextual canon) L, not really needing to do this because of his access to surveillance, handcuffs himself to Light Yagami. He doesn’t want to be apart from him. I actually find it to be a comedically obvious act of desperation.

My point is, Light is winning the game, and L is letting him do it out of what I believe is love. L has found the one person in his life (besides maybe Naomi) that he really feels any sort of connection to, and therefore he would hate to watch that person die. L is inarguably a vulnerable character imo. If you rewatch the the series, outside of his internal monologues, he’s actually extremely soft-spoken and coy.

“Oh, uh, well it was nice meeting you”

“Light, please make Misa stop talking now.”

You get the point. He’s nervous. He’s super frail and holds himself very compactly, he walks with his eyes on the ground usually. He shakes when Aizawa lays a hand on him. He is terrified of shinigami. I think his coldness is an act to protect himself. I really do, because he knows how much things actually do affect him. In order to continue with cases, he has to pretend like none of it really matters to him. And he almost believes it at this point, too— hence his monster speech.

But then there’s Light Yagami. A worthy individual to truly understand L. He comes along, actually treats L like a human being (be it an act, I believe it still feels good to L, who has been treated like a robot his entire life), of course L is bound to at the very least see him as a friend.

I don’t believe L’s external behavior towards Light is an act. He didn’t have to be kind, he didn’t have to pretend it was a friendship. He had zero professional reason to do so. In fact, it very much made the case a harder one to solve. If we take L’s character at face value, he would have scrapped all of the fluffy shit (like asking Light to go get cake with him, telling Light he was his only friend knowing damn well Light wouldn’t budge regardless, etc.) Adding a friendship into the mix only complicates the process of trying to read Light.

As much as L the detective hates to lose, L the person is desperate. If he really hated to lose, why did he let himself? He’s submitting to Light’s will and THAT is what kills him. On the day he dies, he knows it will happen, but still, he treats Light with kindness. Sure, he asks him if he’s ever told the truth once in his life, but after that, he pretty much gives up prying. That’s it. He’s put his gun down. Since he’s going to die anyway, he might as well just enjoy being around Light. I know for a fact that he is smart enough to have come up with some sort of plan to convict Light post-Higuchi. There’s a book about that. But canonically, he didn’t do it. Notice also how L goes to Watari before he dies for comfort. L is really such a sad character.

The crux of his character is his submissiveness, hence why I’m such a proponent of that ship dynamic. Its not just a wet-dream, it’s something I sensed in their dynamic to begin with. It’s why I became an L simp, not the other way around.

Anyway, the anime is a genius adaptation and expansion on the original story imo. (At least up until L’s death— unfortunately it didn’t do the other Wammy’s boys any justice)

TLDR;

manga L- cold and domineering, hates to lose and mostly loses at first because Light outsmarts him

anime L- the very opposite and I LOVE IT

Look at me putting my 5 on the AP English literature exam to use! Also, I know I’m a huge L fan, but I am a Light kinnie and I love him as a protagonist in every possible anti-hero type way and would love to analyze him so let me know if yall want that.

Okay, class, any questions?

[akihatohnoofficial]

r/akihaowners

A place for questions and conversations about owning and caring for your Akiha. For photos and videos, check out r/akihas.

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Topic: [Adopting] Where to Boy Akihas

u/throwaway5318008 posted 3 hours ago:

Hey guys i'm looking to buy an Akiha, but i'm a college student so i don't have a lot of money right now. how cheap can i get one for?

EDIT: BUY I MEANT BUY. FUCK I CAN'T CHANGE THE TITLE.

u/charzardass replied 2 hours ago:

Fellow boy-Akiha enjoyer detected ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) A man of culture, I see.

If you want one for cheap and don't mind buying used, check your local Facebook marketplace or Craigslist. I've been lucky enough to get several for under $50 ea. Happy hunting!

u/pm-me-akiha-titties replied 3 hours ago:

If you're a college student, the cost of buying an Akiha isn't your biggest concern. You'll need to pay for routine veterinary care, clothing, a cane (many cheap Akihas won't be sold with a cane), enrichment (Akihas don't like being left alone! What are you going to do when you're in classes?), and, of course, food? The Akiha Care Guide provides an estimate of monthly expenses for Akiha raising.

| u/throwaway5318008 (OP) replied 2 hours ago:

| Yeah i live in a dorm but its a single so i dont have roommates. And i was thinking she could just hang out in my apartment while im in class? And i can bring back food from the dining hall. So i dont think she really needs clothes or whatever if shes in my room the whole time.

|| u/knightyknight replied 1 hour ago:

|| yeah OP you can ignore that simp. some people love to spoil and coddle their akihas and then warn eeeeeeveryone how expensive they are. well of course they're expensive if you treat them like people.

|| anyways I have a buddy who's an akiha breeder so I get mine for dirt cheap. you can always try to find a breeder in your area and offer to buy the dams off them once they stop being fertile -- they'll usually sell them for next to nothing to clear up space for the next young dams. ===

Topic: [Advice] How to make less noisy?

u/SmolTaterTot posted 7 hours ago:

Hi folks. I recently bought an Akiha, and I love him to pieces! The only problem is... I don't think I was prepared for how noisy they can be. Mine's always meowing and moaning and whining all day and night. I've read the FAQs, so I tried hitting him when he wakes me up in the middle of the night, but he hasn't stopped. Any advice?

u/himejooooooshi replied 5 hours ago:

UNGRATEFUL [huffy face][huffy face] being whiny and needy is an Akiha's charm point

u/ArrowToTheNiichan replied 7 hours ago:

You done goofed. You clearly aren't giving him enough attention since he's crying all the time, so hitting him (i.e. giving him attention) when he wakes you up is just encouraging the behavior. Go back and RTFM again, specifically the part about behavioral conditioning.

But it's true that Akihas tend to be pretty loud no matter what. Some vets can remove the vocal cords for you if it really bothers you that much, but insurance won't cover it. Good luck.

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Topic: TIFU by getting a "friendly" pair of akihas

u/sirtwixalot posted 12 hours ago:

I read that akihas need attention and get lonely easily, but they can also be intimidated by unfamiliar akihas, so I decided to buy a pair of akihas from the same breeder so that they could keep each other company.

I got them Friday afternoon, and they spent Saturday and Sunday grooming each other and wrestling together. One of them calls the other "nee-san," and the other calls the first one her "puppy." So they seemed to be getting along really well. I wasn't even having the problems with them refusing to bathe or eat that I hear sometimes happens with akihas. So I thought they seemed like really good companions for each other.

Then on Monday.... I went to work and left them at the house.

When I came back... I think I'd be banned if I described what I saw.

Imagine if a jar of mayo exploded all over a bed.

Sooooooo TIFU.

u/himejooooooshi replied 9 hours ago:

No problem detected... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

u/SmolTaterTot replied 10 hours ago:

DUDE

u/ArrowToTheNiichan replied 11 hours ago:

Does no one actually read the FAQs before they buy one of these things anymore?

u/charzardass replied 11 hours ago:

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

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Topic: [Advice] How to beat an Akiha in a one-on-one basketball game?

u/Point_Me_@_The_Sky posted 2 hours ago:

[cressthebest]

Art Heist, Baby! thoughts pt2.

chapter 4:

1. ….. they are going to stay in. a. MANSION???? HOLY SHIT. SHUT UP.

2. no relationships? and no sex? regulus has no idea what he just forbade. like?? babes, everyone is pairing off, you included.

3. remus’s journaling about books habit instead of writing in the margins. it’s so him <333333

4. james taking off his shirt and regulus trying very hard not to look at james’ chest 😳

5. james nearly collapsing beneath regulus’ touch is SIMP BEHAVIOR

6. date????? it’s a date??? tomorrow? with reg?

7. CHAPTER NOTES SAY SIRIUS COMES NEXT CHAPTER. AND HOLY SHIT IVE BEEN WAITING! HES MY GENDER ENVY, AND WOLFSTAR *IS* A NECESSITY.

chapter 5:

1. the chapter summary only says: [Enter: Sirius Black]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

2. wait. is wolfstar going to end up being starcrossed lovers of detective x thief. wait. wait. wait. hold up jsut a minute.

3. THE BLACKS WERE A FAMILY OF THIEVES. HOLY SHIT. AND SIRIUS ESCAPED??? I’m literally so intrigued.

4. remus and sirius love at first sight, lovers in every universe, fated to a tragic end. my dears, i hope it works out for you this time.

5. GOD DAMN. MAKING OUT IN AN ART MUSEUM?? wolfstar apparently needs to make up for lost time in this universe. god damn.

6. peter being treated as valuable and important and a good character <3333

chapter 6:

1. regulus is well aware this is a date with james, whether either outright specified it or not. james having a special outfit for reg is so james 😭😭😭. and regulus well aware that james is trying to flirt with him and likes it.. AHH

2. their favorite holidays reflecting the other person!!! i’m sobbing!! james liking winter and regulus liking summer, jsut proves how their attraction to each other started <33333

3. side note, regulus is a capricorn and i have been blessed with this knowledge. because i am a capricorn too. i think regulus is a january capricorn like me. he gives that vibe.

4. OH THIS SCENE. the scene with THE art heist baby painting, the one with the boat! OH!

james will steal it for him 😭😭😭

what a fucking idiot, i love him

james is willing to follow regulus anywhere oh my god. hold up. i think i need a moment. hold up.

this is the exact moment reg fell head over heels in love. he already liked james, but this moment sealed his fate.

5. regulus and james both want it to be a date but they literally can’t. why are they making this painful for themselves. just call it a date. THE PINING

[unstablehorsestance]

Fanfiction Recommendation (and a little reviews)

This time i will try to review(?) some sungbri fanfictions i’ve been binge reading since last year. I’ve been itching to do this. I actually crave more, especially the canon compliant ones, but i have to limit myself to keep my sanity. Also i need more fic about sungbriwoon family with parent sungbri and baby/son doun. Or sungbri and jjp in one fic, ugh why i can't find one? It always jjp as side characters but these two never in the same scene. Am I the only one that likes seeing these two pairing together?

OK, I'll start now. Since english isn't my first language it will be messy. But the fanfictions I will review(?) is mostly in english bcus reading fanfictions in my own language makes me cringe >ᴗ< but i’ll also review them (in my own language), one or two that i really like. Also mostly they are from AO3, so yeah. To the writers that their fic i review(?) here, if you found this, please forgive me if this essay offends you or something, i didn't intend to. Oh, to inform you guys (who?) I'm not a fan of the “switch” couple, I'm a “top!sungjin-bottom!brian/youngk” truther (bcus there's no way someone with major babygirl behavior is a top). So, the fanfictions are limited to that. This will be a long list. Let's get started!

[redacted] by anonymous (idk who). 2021. Teen and Up. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. Youtuber. A story about youtube mukbanger sungbri one-sided rivalry. This is not the first sungbri fic i read, but this is the first i bookmarked. Maybe most of you have read this. I really love the story. I am actually not a fan of enemies/rivals to lovers but I had so much fun reading this, and keep re-reading. The story, the characterization, also the kangwondo dynamic, the best!  The tiny ‘off’ from this fic (for me) is why would kangwondo text each other when they live under the same roof? I mean, yes their dynamic is fun to read, but I still don't get this kind of concept. But that doesn't make the fic bad. Overall is good. ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

take my hand, don't ever let go by anonymous (idk who). 2021. Teen and Up. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. A story about fox hybrid youngk and restaurant owner/chef sungjin against the world or the governor and youngk adoptive parents, specifically. Wow, just this is a major spoiler for ones who haven't read this. But i believe most of you have read it. I love the world building also the characters dynamic. The slow burn from strangers to friends to lovers is aju nice! My favorite is jaepil dynamic, i really like detective parkjaehyung character here he's really cool and fun. Also, even not the major theme, i can still feel the thrill. I keep re-reading. Need to protect fox hybrids!

choice of convenience by sbanon. 2020. Teen and Up. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. This is the best fic (for me) that 'sums up' sungbri relationship irl. I always get the arranged marriage couple vibe from them, just add the drama and BOOM!! The writer didn't miss brian simping over sungjin agenda, it’s everywhere in the fic. Sungjin’s character is too tough and stoic, like a typical cold-hearted first male lead in k-drama, but it’s perfect for the plot and the drama. Because brian will shower and soften him with his unconditional love. The eternal sunshine is melting the tough guy character. Too bad we don't get doun as their adoptive son here. Overall it is perfect and the best. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

Sbanon’s short fic collection. 2020-2021. Mature. Alternative Universe and Canon compliant. Here are my favorites: ✮ Urs. Friends with benefits to lovers. Angst with a happy ending. Love it! ✮ shadows and chicken wings. A very soft and domestic night call. Sungjin is away, brian is sleepy and missing his man so badly. ✮ fck me & feed me. Explicit. Wow HOT!! Just brian simping over sungjin agenda, but make it spicy. ( • ᴗ - ) ✧ ✮ it’s because i’m missing you. Just brian/youngk missing sungjin's voice or sungjin in general. ✮ star-crossed. Dramatic brian/youngk antagonize twitter zodiac sign post, kind of.

You and I and Eternity by pandaysal. 2021. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. This is the one that is similar to gusari's iwaoi doujin "beginning to end" i talked about in my pre-pre-previous essay. The things about soulmate and childhood friends to lovers. I didnt mean it as plagiarism but the concept is so iwaoi. Idk how to word this right. If you ship both iwaoi and sungbri, you'll get what I mean. This fic is beautiful, angst with a happy ending.

you might need to hear this, i need to talk by orphan_account (aw, too bad). 2019. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Canon compliant. Depression and anxiety. Sungin in a storm and brian is there to calm the storm. I love how brian approaches Sungjin and handles the situation even though he’s just waking up. Reading this makes me sad, and hurts me too. But the writer gives it a soft scene for the ending. ദ്ദി( ╥ ᴗ ╥)

You know, I know by KlavierRPF (KlavierWrites). 2020. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Canon compliant. Sungbri relationship through 5+1 POV. From subtle pining for each other to lovers. 

morning kiss by anonymous (idk who). 2021. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. One fine morning in sungbri household. Featuring brian's parents and cat. A domestic, cute and soft fic.

everyone wants to find the most beautiful eyes, i just want to comb your hair. By smolcloud. 2023. General. Oneshot. Canon compliant. Stressed brian can’t finish a new song and can't sleep, goes to sungjin for comfort. 

Beacon Hills series by anonymous (idk who). 2021-2022. Teen and Up, Mature, Explicit. Completed. Alternative Universe. Urban Fantasy. A story about werewolf sungjin and witch brian/youngk. This one reminds me of demon hunter iwaoi fic that was posted on ao3 too, idk what year it was posted but i believe this sungbri one posted first. I didn't mean it as plagiarism, they are totally two different fics but have similar vibe. Nevermind. Can be called friends to lovers to mates. Not really slow burn, not rushed too, the pace is just right.

GrumpyAsFuck’s fic collection. I really love their fics, I read almost all of them. The way they write, the detailed setting and character physical features (or flaws), the characterization, the push and pull, the suggestive theme, the tension, the punchline, all of them are the best quality ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧. I had a lot of fun everytime reading their stories. Mostly labeled as Mature, i’ll write it if it’s not. Here are some of their fics I really like: ✮ Dans le noir sans ton regard je saurai peut être mieux. A getting together canon compliant fic setting after sungbri D-Day. ✮ Young dumb and prone to public indecency. A story inspired by that famous clip of sungjin's amazing self-control for not grabbing brian/youngk exposed knee. I kept giggling while reading this one. ✮ Hug a bassist day. Just brian/youngk wants to be hugged by sungjin. A really cute fic. ✮ That grow (old) together type love. Domestic sungbri talking about their future after retirement. Sweet but a little angsty. ✮ Whisper it like a secret. A canon compliant fic inspired by brian/youngk shoulders flinched cutely. ✮ Smooth like (shea) butter. Just a lip treatment routine but make it a sungbri kiss fic. ✮ 230719. I call this one “Sungjin The Mosquito Hunter”. Brian/youngk can't sleep and Sungjin helps him. A funny fic with suggestive themes. ✮ 240117 – Busan Rizz. Brian/youngk flirting attempts backfire, kind of. ✮ 240306. I call this one “His Wardrobe”. Sungjin helps brian/youngk dress. This was definitely inspired by brian/youngk showing off he got free access to sungjin’s wardrobe. ✮ Not Crumbs But Hot Cheetos Fine Dust. Explicit. Oneshot collection. Mostly canon compliant. Ahahah idk how to review this, i’m too shy. (｡>\\<) ✮ Was gonna love you (But I'm outnumbered). Explicit. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Fantasy/Magic. Brian/youngk and his harem but all of them are sungjin. (≖⩊≖) ✮ Come sing by the fire with me. Teen and Up. Chaptered. Unfinished. Canon compliant. A secret relationship fic. Or they call it: parksungjjiniya missing episode. ✮ I wanna take you to a. Explicit. Oneshot. Canon compliant-ish Alternative Universe, kind of, idk how to word this right. Post military university student sungbri bonding (intimately). (≖⩊≖) ✮ Place locked away with tears. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Not K-pop Idol. Halloween fic. Sungjin meets brian/youngk in a motel. Should've been a scary fic but the sadness is unbearable. ✮ No Such Thing As Bad Decisions In Kang Younghyun's Cook Book Of Great Decisions. Oneshot. Canon compliant. I’ll believe this one as the prequel of The Hot Cheetos. Definitely inspired by brian/youngk tmi about visiting sungjin in busan in the predebut era. ✮ Mr. Sandman. Explicit. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Not K-pop Idol. A steaming hot fic with human sungjin and demon brian/youngk.

Drifting by centersoul. 2022. General. Oneshot. Canon compliant. A sleepy brian/youngk become super clingy to sungjin.

stuck on replay by anonymous (idk who). 2021. General. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Kid fic. A story about uncle sungjin, kindergarten teacher brian/youngk and kid doun. A super adorable fic. (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) I Need more sungbriwoon fic!! 

Between The Cracks of A Concrete Wall by ssfsteaklates. 2019. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Not K-pop Idol. Sungjin gave brian/youngk all the privileges he wanted and deserved. Featuring jaepil the shipper.

what's in a name? by anonymous (idk who). 2021. General. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Brian/youngk just wants to know that new barista's name.

see you on the flipside by anonymous (idk who). 2021. General. Oneshot. Canon compliant. A little story about sungjin calling brian/youngk the night before his enlistment.

and because you are a dream, i sleep a lot by smolcloud. 2023. General. Oneshot. Canon compliant. Sungjin becomes clingy bcus he's still sleepy and misses his brian/youngk. 'Day and Night' playing in the background.

Beyond These Four Walls series by lemonhopia. 2018-2020. Teen and Up, Mature. Unfinished. Alternative Universe. A cute story about office worker brian/youngk has a crush on new IT guy sungjin. Strangers to lovers. There's one spin-off about dopil getting together.

How To Love by wintercoda. 2021. General. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Sound engineer. Grumpy(?) Sungjin is not very happy with this cheerful rookie brian, until one day he does.

Cross the Line by rorobynne. 2024. Oneshot. Canon compliant. Sungjin wants to kiss brian/youngk so badly.

those pleasures in the night by orphan_account (aw, too bad). 2020. Explicit. Oneshot. Omegaverse. Fox hybrid omega brian/youngk got in heat while on a concert tour. 

Your name tattooed on my heart by anonymous (idk who). 2021. Explicit. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. Soulmate. Strangers to friends with benefits to enemies(?) to lovers for real. A story about tattoo artist sungjin that has trauma with an ex lover meets florist brian/youngk. A slow burn, eh not really, they straight(?) to sex tho. Even though labeled as explicit, I don't think it's that hot, just steamy, still safe. Full angst with spiciness, but happy ending. This is written beautifully. The way the writer executes this is brilliant. The conflict, the resolution, the drama. The pace is not that fast and not that slow, just right. It's so romantic sungjin's way to win brian's heart and trust back. Also how brian still putting his guard up even though he already accepts Sungjin's apology. 

Brighter than Sunshine by wintercoda. 2023. Explicit. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. Sungjin brings brian/youngk to meet his parents. That fake relationship fic. Friends to lovers. I really like how the writer inserts the canon materials here. Fit perfectly! Also the domestic vibe! *chef kiss* My favorite part is when brian/youngk helping sungjin put on his shirt. Also when sungjin woke up to brian, hand across his chest and still with eyes closed, smiling to him. Very domestic and the tension too, ugh! Reading this again after 'witnessing' their relationship development irl is woah.. I wanna cry happy tears. 

to the heart & back by seohngjin (cngkyns). 2020. General. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Highschool. A slow burn enemies to friends then kinda fast burn to lovers. Ambitious brian antagonises sungjin just bcus he’s smarter and teachers favourite but too laid back for his liking. Lowkey, sungjin fell first but did nothing about it.

one, two, three (as easy as you + me) by anonymous (idk who). 2021. Teen and Up. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. Highschool. Sungjin fell first, brian/youngk oblivious. Or brian thinking he's a homewrecker. It's funny how brian character is the hot nerd(?) that has zero dating experience, not even a first kiss. But that's very cute of him. Also jaepil the third wheel. ( ദ്ദി ˙ᗜ˙ )

I Wanna, I Wanna, I Wanna Touch You by CrowsGift. 2022. Explicit. Oneshot. Canon compliant(?). Military era brian/youngk got punished by sungjin, in a hot way. (≖⩊≖)

Our Melodies and Melancholy by pskytales. 2024. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. A complicated story between singer sungjin and producer brian/youngk. Full angst but happy ending. Song fic, I guess. Listen to 'didn't know' while reading this.

A Gumiho's Guide to A Writer's Block series by anonymous (idk who). 2024. General. Unfinished. Alternative Universe. My roommate is a gumiho, literally. Not the drama, well idk what the drama is about.

Nobody Knows by anonymous (idk who). 2024. Explicit. Oneshot. Omegaverse. ‘Alpha’ Brian/youngk behind the closed door. P.s. he’s an omega. (≖⩊≖)

Possibly Till Sunrise by rorobynne. 2024. Mature. Oneshot. Brian/youngk exploring new spicy things and Sungjin can't get enough of him. I'm not sure, is this canon compliant or alternative universe, but super hot, love it! This should've been labeled as explicit rather than mature. I mean it, this is super hot!! (๑>؂•̀๑)

easy work for an easy A by honnou_archive (honnou). 2024. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Warning: age gap, but not really shown. Just take a wild guest. A funny fic but poor kimwonpil, boy must be traumatized, let's go to therapy together. ꉂ (´∀｀)ʱªʱªʱª

Deisikseu’s alternative universe oneshot collection. Most of their stories are alternative universes. I mean how come one puts a pair in a lot of universes? That must be a multiverse of madness inside their head, and they aren't the common universe! Like mostly ‘magical’. Also I call them the master of angst sungbri, bcus how come this person loves to make sungbri suffer? But their writing skill is amazing, i can visualize every scene perfectly and the emotions are ugh, pained in my meow meow. All of their stories are labeled as mature, but lately(?) they make a 'corner' for explicit sungbri fics. Here are some of their fics I really like: ✮ 011693. Brian is lost and then ‘meets’ sungjin in an old phone booth. Kinda like the concept of 'your name' anime. Short angst, kinda eerie but magical. ✮ Where the Sunflower Grows. Yes, angst but happy ending! A beautiful story of sungjin and his beautiful sunflower. ✮ Beyond the Negatives. A really nice concept. A little angsty and magical. Kinda reminds me of something but I can't recall what it is. ✮ A Kiss of Celestial Ashes. Icarus sungjin’s endless love for sun brian/youngk. And of course he died, what did I expect? Damn hurt btw. (╥_╥) ✮ Letters in the Ruins. Soldier sungbri. Damn someone died! Of course it's a war story. ✮ Allergic to Love. I’m sorry for your break up, brian, but that brings you to sungjin. Finally! A sweet fic! ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜ ✮ printf("Hello World!\n"); kind of creepy but nice concept. Should've been a halloween fic too. I really love the vibe and the setting in this one, wish I could be trapped there. ✮ Fading Strings. Damn hurt. Just hurt bruh, no comfort. ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ) ✮ Fading Grace. Zombie apocalypse. Of course someone died. I cry with you brian! (つ╥﹏╥)つ ✮ 7:20 am. A cute meet cute story. University student sungbri in a morning subway. ✮ Seafoam Lullabies. Siren brian/youngk and sailor sungjin. Someone died, not surprising. This one has the similar emotion and concept like the icarus one. The pain is unbearable. damn. ✮ Drafted in Red. Halloween fic. Cereal killer and writer, power couple!! That trope and the ship I've been obsessed with! *chef kiss* it’s actually soft for a thrill theme. ✮ Marlboro Reds. Explicit. Cigarettes are hot. Friends with benefits? ✮ BMW Sedan. Explicit. Sungbri in a steaming hot car. Porn with feelings. Friends with benefits to lovers. (๑>؂•̀๑)

fast times and fast nights by espressopeachtea. 2024. Teen and Up. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. A secret relationship between F1 driver sungjin and singer brian/youngk. The title suits the story, a fast burn from strangers to friends to lovers. I love how the writer inserted canon materials/events and adjusted them with the plot, I almost forgot this is not canon compliant. Also how the writer describes brian’s worry and emotion in general for sungjin, ugh i get it. I happened to read this after watching the ferrari movie, so it is easier to feel the emotions and the vibe. Great story! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )

beneath the shattered sky by sugarvixx. 2024. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Zombie apocalypse. The first part is funny, reminds me of zom100 anime. But of course the fun ends there. There is no hope. The writer already gave a trigger warning, so no use hoping for a happy ending, though there is a ‘soft and calm’ moment. That’s the ‘calm before the storm/in the eye of the storm’ scene. At least make them accidentally kiss once when they have the night talks! But, maybe the writer just wants to make sungbri suffer. Damn, I cry with you brian! (つ╥﹏╥)つ

worth it? by sugarvixx. 2024. General. Oneshot. Canon compliant. Doun the third wheel in action, his parents just need a little push to be together. Good job and thank you, doun (and writer)! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

feeling you by sugarvixx. 2024. General. Oneshot. Alternative Universe(?). Soulmate. A little story about sungbri, one night, finding out they are each other's soulmate.

Mr. YoungK by sugarvixx. 2024. General. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Kid fic. A story about uncle sungjin and kindergarten teacher brian/youngk. One day, Sungjin picked up his niece from day care and fell for brian at first sight. Then the classic but cute misunderstanding. This one isn't tagged as sungbri fic, but it’s sungbri to me.

one little thing (a ring) by espressopeachtea. 2024. General. Oneshot. Wonpil accidentally pranks brian, kind of. Or brian wants THE ring from sungjin. I’m not sure, is this canon compliant or alternative universe.

A Puppy Business by clefaire. 2022. General. Oneshot. Canon compliant (i think). Not sungbri, but it’s really cute. One day, Doun turns into a puppy, and the desik hyungs take care of him. Or how to shower your puppy maknae with a lot of love by desik. A little sungbri moment there, you blink you missed it.

Thank you to all fanfiction writers, I know you write them for free so i hope you all have the best of life. ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞ • *✰ Also, it turns out I'm not good at reviewing things. I can’t help myself to write ‘this written beautifully’ in every title. Because IT IS!! I'm lacking in vocabulary and not really good at writing, honestly. I want to point out my favorite scene in every explicit fics. Every time the writer(s) writes: sungjin pins/holds brian’s both hands/wrists above his head just with one hand. That’s so woah. I’m so embarrassed writing this. (>/////< " ) That makes me wonder if he can really do that irl, i mean not in an explicit way, just for research purposes. （´∇｀''）

Next..

Rekomendasi fanfiction berbahasa inggris sudah, sekarang yang berbahasa indonesia. Sebenarnya, nggak banyak yang sudah kubaca. Bukan sombong atau gimana, memang sejak dulu entah apapun fandom dan kapalnya, aku lebih nyaman baca yang berbahasa inggris, apalagi yang labelnya dewasa. Sedikit cerita, pertama kali baca fanfiction dewasa berbahasa indonesia yang bahasanya eksplisit banget, aku trauma cukup lama. Mungkin karena pas baca itu aku belum cukup umur, jadi kayak ‘culture shock’ gitu. Sejak saat itu aku cuma baca fanfiction berbahasa inggris (terutama yang dewasa). Trus, nggak tau kenapa suka geli aja kalo baca yang berbahasa indonesia. Padahal (dulu pas masih nulis) aku cuma bisa nulis fanfiction berbahasa indonesia. Semoga para penulis fanfiction berbahasa indonesia tidak tersinggung dengan ‘pengakuanku’ ini. Maaf, ya… ( • ᴖ • ｡)

OK, ini adalah beberapa fanfiction sungbri (atau generasi sekarang lebih suka menyebutnya AU) berbahasa indonesia yang pernah kubaca dan aku cukup suka dengan ceritanya.

you're coming to me by henryneedswater. 2024. Teen and Up. Oneshot. Alternative Universe. Bercerita tentang brian/youngk yang sedang menjalani masa KKN di desa kampung halaman sungjin. Setting-nya lokal alias tkp di indonesia, jadi budayanya juga indonesia. Ini adalah fanfiction sungbri berbahasa indonesia pertama yang aku baca, dan kayaknya yang pertama juga yang di-post di ao3. Jadi, karena waktu itu baru satu ini, aku coba iseng baca. Ternyata ceritanya nggak terlalu buruk meskipun kayaknya memang ditulis terburu-buru satu dudukan langsung jadi. Format penulisannya juga gak terlalu berantakan sekalipun alurnya bikin aku agak bingung. Tapi aku suka alur dan temanya. Good job! ( ദ്ദി ˙ᗜ˙ )

Perjodohan by liquidalveolar & breezyxwinter. 2020-2022. Chaptered. Completed. Alternative Universe. Cerita ini hampir sempurna buatku. Bercerita tentang brian/youngk, anak tunggal kaya raya yang manja, yang dipaksa dijodohkan untuk menikah dengan sungjin, anak tunggal dari keluarga menengah ke bawah yang kerjanya serabutan. Untuk yang ini aku nggak sengaja nemu pas searching keyword sungbri di twitter. Awalnya ragu-ragu mau baca, soalnya dari abstrak cerita kayak drama tipikal sinetron indonesia. Trus iseng aja pilih bab acak dan jadi penasaran. Ternyata tidak drama mendayu-dayu, cuma cerita kehidupan sehari-hari rumah tangga sungbri. Ditulis dengan rapi dan sederhana dan berbahasa indonesia yang baku (ada bahasa gaul juga sih), pakai aku-kamu bukan gue-elo, dan nggak belepotan dicampur percakapan bahasa inggris. Ya, sayangnya di dua bab terakhir nggak tau kenapa penulisnya pilih mencampur percakapan berbahasa inggris, ada juga di bab berapa tiba-tiba sungjin ngomong inggris. Itu yang kumaksud dengan hampir sempurna. Mengabaikan itu, sejujurnya tema dan jalan cerita cukup bagus, nggak terburu-buru juga nggak bertele-tele. Penggambaran karakter juga oke. Aku suka karakter ibunya sungjin. Trus aku juga suka penulis memilih membatasi munculnya nama/karakter baru, cuma fokus ke newlywed sungbri aja. Lucunya karakter baru yang diceritakan itu cuma 'varian' dari sungbri, kayak mantannya brian (sungjin 'dibalik') dan istrinya sungjin (brian versi perempuan). Aku suka banget pas di akhir dopil muncul sebagai anak mereka. (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

Keluarga Bapak Sungjin by akubukanyaa. 2024. Chaptered. Unfinished. Alternative Universe? Canon Divergence? Parents!sungbri; sons!dopil. Warning!mpreg. Yang ini juga gak sengaja nemu, ada yang qrt trus muncul di timeline, iseng aja baca. Kayaknya si penulis juga iseng aja nulis. Nggak ada proofread, nulis langsung post. Lucu banget ceritanya, mungkin karena dicampur bahasa daerah, trus tkp di jawa tengah kayaknya. Sejauh ini ada enam cerita kalau nggak salah. Bercerita tentang keluarga bapak sungjin. Cara nulisnya itu sederhana tapi berantakan tapi temanya lucu. Penggambaran karakternya juga lucu. Suka banget sama bayi/balita wonpil disini. Jadi keinget video wonpil baru bisa jalan masih plonga-plongo itu. (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) Nunggu kisah bayi/balita doun yang lempeng itu. Tiap kali baca ini, sambil cengar-cengir yang kupikirkan: kok bisa ya kepikiran nulis gitu. Aku suka penulis nyelipin bahan canon disini kayak kisah mancingnya doun trus brian gagal jadi idol tapi disuruh ngeband trus brian jadi dj radio, dan producer parksungjin! ♡(˃͈ ˂͈ ) Sejauh ini favoritku kisah ketemuan dan jadiannya sungbri. Aku tunggu ide kreatifmu yang super lucu itu, kak! ( • ᴗ - ) ✧

Semua fanfiction sungbri berbahasa indonesia itu kubaca karena iseng. Biasanya aku nggak bisa baca fanfiction dengan seting lokal, tapi cerita di atas bisa aku masukkan ke pengecualianku. Mungkin ada yang mau merekomendasikan padaku fanfiction sungbri berbahasa indonesia? Fanfiction ya, bukan au yang format screenshot-an chat wa gitu. Aku sekarang nggak tau baca fanfiction selain di ao3 dimana. Dulu pas masih sekolah baca di ffn. Jaman kuliah baca di afn sama blog khusus fanfiction fandom/ship tertentu. Sekarang cuma baca di ao3, yang berbahasa indonesia jarang. Mungkin karena mayoritas kapalku gethek atau sekoci kali ya..

Terima kasih bagi kalian yang nyasar kesini dan membaca tulisan berantakan ini.. (*´▽`*)

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Okay i'm a certified 'sanshine' and ive been observing sana's behaviors for quite a while...and ive noticed some things

She likes to reblog her own fics when she's making another part of it

Whenever she gets hate (which she seriously doesnt deserve she's the sweetest human being alive :ccc) instead of putting her usual 💗📫 tag for inbox messages she puts 💔📫 instead

Whenever she responds to a message with 'awe thank you so much <333' she's very flustered and doesnt know what to say (i know cuz she messages me about every single inbox message and how cute it is)

She honestly doesnt know how to handle the amount of love she recieves sometimes and its honestly very cute

When she posts lists of upcoming fics, it's usually a list for herself to remember what her moots and fans want

Its so sweet that she keeps them in her mind

Her mood switches very often, patterning usually from sappy to flustered to teasy

Sana likes to reblog every single creator's work, making her blog the to-go place to check for tickle fic updates

That's all for now, these are just some things ive noticed she does at times that i find cute

The lore of Sana's blog will always elude us LMFAO

(This just shows how absolutely obsessed I am with Sana's blog 😭😭😭)

okay so imma read through this gimme a sec-

number one the fan name honestly drives me crazy every single time

OKAY SO YALL ARE REALLY DETECTIVES 😭😭😭

omg i thought no one would notice the little change in the inbox tag

THAS ACCURATE-

i dont know how i deserve you guys fr

this one's correct too, i do keep the lists for myself too 😭😭😭

i'm only a little sweet, kay?

DAMN NOW YOU GUYS ARE STUDYING MY BEHAVIORAL PATTERNS?!

i do! i love all your guys' works and reblogging them is just for everyone's pleasures <333

IM NOT T H A T CUTE 😭🤚🏻

also the lORE of my blog is so complicated yall will never understand it 🙄🤚🏻✨

BUT IN THE END I HAVE ONE COMMENT

yall are simps the fuck are you stalking my blog for-

/jk i love you guys so so so much

[eartheats]

status: part 3 of 3

((ooc: cws for noriko's General Behavior, mental child abuse, threats of violence, general High Stakes Pokemon shit, some generalized shit talking of ren and the blueberry academy, and some shady ass shit. mild description of body horror in the past tense. maybe a lil cw suggestive because noriko's coworker is a simp.

i would like to state in advance that i have no intention of bringing high stakes into the blueberry academy itself without consulting everyone first! this is. mostly just some stuff in ren's corner of the world of fuckery.))

[part one, part two]

"Oh, hey, you're finally up and about. So, finally ready to admit that this wasn't as thought out as you thought it'd be?"

From the way Noriko chuckles at the peach haired woman, walking into the room with her back straightened and with ever calculated steps as her Gothitelle walks beside her, her answer is very likely already, but-- "Not a chance in the Distortion World, Camille."

"Ahhh, should'a known, should'a known. But that's what I like about you, Nori--you always stick with your gut. Even if it causes setbacks."

Noriko clicks her tongue a bit, chuckling once again before settling again as she walks toward the monitor Camille is watching. "I can assure you that I had everything properly planned for this, setbacks and all. I had plans at least up to the letter J that would have seen us through. It is the only reason I saw fit to act in the first place."

"Guess that makes sense. You're always a damn perfectionist when it comes to setting your plans in motion." Camille seems to stretch a bit, falling back into the old, somewhat beaten down rolling chair she called her workspace.

In front of her are no less than twelve monitors, tracking all sorts of things that Noriko wants an eye and ear on. Given how even with Noriko close by she's keeping track of whatever info she can find with ease, she's clearly pretty good at her job.

"One has to be, when you're doing work like this. Lysandre didn't teach us much, but I suppose I can thank his rash actions for teaching us all caution." Noriko looks to the screens, though, nodding her head in clear approval. "I understand you have a status report for me, is that correct...?"

"Damn right I do, boss lady! Heh. Getting into the kid's device was harder than expected, but I think you'll be pleased with what I snapped up." Camille quickly opens the two videos she took from earlier--the one of Ren's arrival, and the one of Madison's talk with the detective. Both get played, and both see Noriko's eyes narrow a bit as an amused expression takes her face. Camille only grins before she starts talking.

"Looks like the kid made it to Blueberry successfully--which is, y'know. Real fucking bad for our chances of getting the kid back to you. I've been trying to poke around the Blueberry servers for a while but that shit's locked tighter than the Aether Foundation's files. If anyone's gonna break into there, it'll have to be you. Which I'm guessin'..."

"...Is highly inconvenient at best, with everything considered. An outright terrible option, at worst, and one that would almost certainly blow this entire operation out of the water." Noriko sighs a bit, crossing her arms and looking to the feed where Madison hugs Ren with disgust. "...It is no matter, however."

"Yeah...?"

"Yes. Because if this plan goes correctly, I have no need to get the Blueberry Academy involved at all. Not that I would like to, considering that Director Cyrano has my utmost respect for creating such a passionate place for students to learn..."

Noriko leans over Camille, prompting a small flush and a pleased grin from the other, younger woman--no older than 30 by the looks of it, but probably much older. Noriko focuses on the feed with Madison talking to the detective instead. "No, Madison has offered us an even greater boon. If she can find a way down into our basement and to the old warp point I used to use to work between Flare Headquarters and Paldea, we should be able to intercept her and Jacques as they snoop around."

Noriko seems to pull a notebook out that carries a map within it of the house, and she places it down where Camille and she can both look. "The only way into the house is through the front door; I always ensured this when I bought the house long ago. It'd be far too risky for them to get into the basement any other way without risking structural integrity, so once they're ensnared, we can block their escape by breaking into the house ourselves. And if we do it quickly enough, the ball will be in our field."

"Okay, I like where this is going. Gonna let me break some limbs on 'em?"

That gets Noriko to laugh a bit, her look going darkly amused. "Do what you will with them. Jacques has always been rather delicate, so he might not be much fun for you. But Madison...go for her hands. I'm sure it'll be nostalgic for her."

"You are always so good to me." And boy, does Camille look smug as she lets that out, grinning with just a little too many teeth out to look sane. "But what about the kid? Ain't they your primary objective?"

"Oh, you think that the second Ren sees their so-called friends in danger that they won't act rashly?" Noriko's smile goes wretched, something in her eyes completely gone cruel in nature. "Why, I wager that even if the academy tries to prevent their escape, they'll take a joyride on a Pokemon and leave it in Xerneas' hands."

"We won't have to worry about them not falling for the bait. Their good heart will see them right where I need them to be."

And that gets Camille to laugh--ever barking laughter that fills the room, and finally, the camera at least pans out to some of the other workers around. It looks like a couple dozen at the very least...

"And this is why I love you, babe! Even if this goes to shit, this is going to be a wild as fuck ride, and I'm here to see it to the end!"

Noriko's look goes slightly exasperated, shaking her head, but she smiles. "Your 'here for a good time, not a long time' mindset isn't exactly good when you're effectively immortal, you know."

"Eh. Good luck gettin' me to let it go. So. When should we be expected to pick up the operation?"

Noriko looks back over the feeds again, pausing a bit as she considers. "...Send a copy of both files to my office. I want to take a personal look through them, and then I can see what we need to do. I imagine we'll have a somewhat flexible time range with this, considering how busy both she and Jacques tend to be, but..."

"I will ask you to simply hold, for now. Focus on training the grunts and seeing if you can't find an easier way into the Blueberry database. I can't imagine Director Cyrano will actually be able to do anything if we act, but if we can at least ensure he doesn't interfere...that will be enough."

Camille shrugs a bit, sighing. "Shame. Kind of wanted to give Cinders a nice battle for once. He's the strongest trainer there, ain't he?"

As if on cue, what looks like a Typhlosion perks it's head up, looking between both Camille and Noriko with some interest. Camille stretches a hand out to encourage the Typhlosion over, earning the creature some petting in the process. Seeing the creature causes Noriko's eyes to soften, briefly.

"...There will be time, in the new world, to seek such challenges. But for now, simply focus that energy toward training the grunts and the other admins. Understood?"

"Got it, got it."

"Good." Noriko chuckles a bit, before running a very intentional finger up and down Camille's neck as quick as she can. "Do well enough, and I will see your loyalty rewarded. Understood?"

Given the heat and the thrilled grin on Camille's face, she seems more than pleased. "Definitely. I'll get started now."

And with Camille getting up and clapping her hands, shouting for all of the grunts in the room to get front and center, Noriko is left alone to focus on the videos that Camille took. The one with her child garners the most interest, as she looks through it, waiting until the transfer bar is at 100% before speaking up.

"Oh, my dear sweet little Lotus...soon. Soon you will be in bloom."

[canonisdead]

Finn/Lenny

The whole mission was basically a big near death experience for all the soldiers.

His pulse was stilling racing but he probably was good to stroll through the woods. Five minutes later he was questioning his thought process.

Finn feels his leg hit something hard, but doesn’t even remember the pain, instead his brain skips that part and focuses on the annoying light hurting his eyes and head.

“Your pulse is still rushing, I wouldn’t recommend moving too much, it doesn’t sound like you have the strongest blood cells.” The voice and appearance nearly gave him a heart attack.

A vaguely familiar figure seemed to be towering over him. Frowning with glowing eyes.

No, he means they are literally glowing.

The stupidly tall tubby hesitantly(?) holds his hand out. While Finn didn’t want to interact with the rough fabric of the gloves, he also did not want to keep lying on the dirt and grass.

He shakily and feeling dizzy grips the hand. He notes how weird the other’s ears are. Is this the odd guy who arrived at the camp with a cat?

His brain slowly clicks who he is and feels like an idiot. This is why he almost failed school.

Even though he’s been in the camp for as long as he has, he rarely interacted with the dude, and isn’t sure if anyone knows his name. The last time he spoke to him WAS on that mission where they were only alive because of this tall odd guy.

He had to be fucking with him, no one can hear blood cells. Finn didn’t pay much attention in science class, there was always plenty of simps in school for him to manipulate them to do his homework for him.

“It’s too dark.” He huffs.

The indigo Tubby rolls his eyes. “Then why were you walking in the dark?”

Finn scowls. “What are you, a detective?” He grunts in surprise when he drags him back towards camp by the back of his shirt.

He could only cross his fingers that Dutch wasn’t waiting for him, maybe hopefully dead asleep or talking to Miles.

But the universe has never been in his favor.

“Finn Perry White! Where the hell did you wander off to?!” Everyone out of their tent whipped their heads around at Dutch’s irritated tone.

“Walking in the dark like a goddamn idiot.” The taller releases the hold on his shirt, making Finn stumble a bit.

Dutch stares at him slowly. “...Are you ever going to tell us your name?”

He scoffs, “What business is it of yours?”

“You just dragged my brother into camp by his shirt, I feel like that makes it my business.” Dutch’s ember eyes glare at him, but the other wasn’t fazed at all.

The purple eyed Teletubby looks off somewhere, Finn follows his line of sight to see him glaring at the lavender General.

He’s surprised to see Jim scurry into his tent, he’s never really seen the General be scared by anyone.

“...Lenny.”

Dutch continues staring at him.

“...You’re not getting a last name.”

His brother grunts in irritation which surprisingly seemed to amuse Lenny. Finn has never once seen this man smile, just glare at everyone with an angry frown.

“Fine.” He walks over, grabs Finn by his arm and pulls him to the med tent.

“Where are we going?”

“To Gary, we need to make sure your heart rate is okay.”

“I’m fine!” He swore he saw Lenny laugh at his ‘dramatic behavior’ as his brother likes to call it.

[seventhdiscipleworldwide]

Better Leave That Simpish Behavior In 2023. Don’t Bring That Mess In 2024.

[merakiui]

So what if...you're dating Riddle. You have a perfect relationship, he's very doting and always trying his best to be a good boyfriend. But then Azul sets his sights on you. He wants to have you but how could he get in between the couple that is without faults? So he starts stalking you, watching your every move, trying to find anything he could use against you. This ends up with him watching you suck off Riddle semi-publicly (he was against it but he couldn't fight you for long, so now he's all red, biting into his hand and praying no one sees you-) and while this isn't exactly what Azul was searching for, he takes some pictures for blackmail. If there isn't any loophole for him, he'll make one himself. He sends you one of the pictures with a note that if you dont distance yourself from Riddle, these pictures will be seen by everyone. As you're contemplating what to do, Azul would weasel himself into your company, becoming your good friend and even offering you his services... Isn't there per chance anything you need help with? Oh there is? Someone is blackmailing you? Oh how unfortunate, he'll look into it dont you worry. So now he's trying to win your favour while faking his attempts at helping you, all that so you could grow closer. Will you tell Riddle what's happening? Will you comply with whatever the letter asked you to? Will you for fall the new friend Azul who's been nothing but kind and supportive to you? (=me wanting to simp for both Riddle and Azul at the same time)

Azul seeing a perfectly healthy and happy relationship: I must ruin that. >:(

It's mostly envy and obsession that fuels him. He'll force his way into your life, using that silver tongue of his to charm you into a friendship. You might be wary of him considering he has a very dubious reputation at NRC, but how can you possibly think straight when your entire relationship with Riddle is currently compromised because of some sly blackmailer! You're not on your best game when you accept his offer to help in exchange for a week's work at the lounge, a surprisingly cheap price to pay for him to do some detective work.

Azul knows how much Riddle cares about his reputation, considering he's meant to be seen as a diligent, no-nonsense Housewarden. If his peers knew he was spending valuable studying time engaging in indecent, semi-public acts, they would certainly view him in a different light. Azul wonders how much Riddle would hand over in order to keep those photos from being leaked—in order to keep his image squeaky clean. But with the way he has you in the palm of his hand, he might not even have to threaten Riddle. It's obvious you're trying so hard to keep things normal, to shoulder this burden so that it won't disturb your happy relationship with Riddle.

Azul will pretend like he's found leads to this mystery blackmailer, and he'll invite you to the lounge after hours to make a plan to catch this villainous person. It's really too easy. He almost wonders if you're acting this oblivious in order to catch him off guard. Surely you're not this naïve. Surely you don't actually trust him and his faux sincerity. Surely you've considered that he (a man known to be sneaky) is the one blackmailing you.

Riddle may be inexperienced with romantic relationships, but that doesn't mean he isn't perceptive. When you seem to be acting more secretive and evasive than normal and he learns from Cater that you've been visiting the Mostro Lounge far more than you normally do, he begins to fear the worst. Perhaps you're stuck in a contract. Perhaps those no-good Octavinelle students are forcing you into something you don't want to do. Perhaps you're—and he really hates to think about this option—cheating on him with someone from Octavinelle. He wants to refute this unlikely idea, but when you struggle to provide a clear answer to some of his questions regarding your odd behavior he starts to think it might be quite likely, and that really pains him.

Your perfect, faultless relationship with Riddle begins to crack, and with the rising tensions comes the distrust, the blaming, the arguments... You're trying so very hard to fix this without dragging Riddle into it, but when he thinks you're being unfaithful it only adds to your stress. You're trying to catch your blackmailer, salvage your relationship with Riddle, and pay Azul back. It's too much to handle all at once.

Luckily, a certain octopus will be here to welcome you with open arms when you come crying to him after Riddle's threatened to break up with you if you don't admit the truth.

[alleycat-arcade]

Game Continue! The Seven Lords: Icicle Flowers

@rayanicaraynbow asked: Heyo! Could get headcanons+fic for the Demon Bros with a MC who's reserved and kinda cold with no signs of warming up to any of them (MC is still respectful but not really friendly) but then something happens between a bro and MC and they're suddenly more friendly with that brother, but still kinda hesitant with the rest. When asked about it MC brings up how they aren't used to actual kindness, so instead of risking getting hurt again they just distance themself. Have a great day/night/etc. :)

Alrighty! The cabinet is all fixed up for ya' and ready to go! Have fun and you're welcome to bring any tickets you win up to the prize exchange counter.

(Here's part 2! Apologies again for the delay, but I hope you enjoy it! If you'd like to read part 1, here is the link! I will be making Belphie his own part because I made two separate versions for him, one for before chapter 16 and one for after. I love angst lololol.)

Frostbitten Sugar (Part 2) (Obey Me! Younger Brothers -Belphie x Gn! Mc/Reader)

Content Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Reverse Hurt/Comfort, and injury mention/description for the first, Hurt/Comfort and sexual harassment for the second, Hurt/Comfort and injury mention/description for the third(Do not mention the last content warning i forgot to edit it ;w;)

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Satan:

Truthfully, Satan didn't really care much about you when you'd first met. He didn't dislike you per se, but he didn't like you either. You were just another resident in the House of Lamentation. He'd thought about asking you for your assistance in pranking the eldest, but your cold demeanor held him back from doing so.

Once you had lived at HoL for a good month, he'd picked up on a lot of your behavioral traits. Traits that he found absolutely infuriating at first glance. Your mannerisms reminded him of Lucifer to an extent, a fact that pissed him off to no end. To him, you were just some weaker form of Lucifer. The second month of your stay in the Devildom was full of spontaneous and slightly cruel pranks. Nothing that would seriously injure or harm you, but ones that would put you in a state of shock momentarily.

The pranks died off not too long after forming a pact with Asmodeus, for reasons unknown to everyone but the Avatars of Lust and Wrath. It had been a surprise when Asmo had come knocking on his door, telling the blonde to knock off his pranks with an expression that was definitely giving him wrinkles.

He was perplexed at his brothers sudden affection towards you. You still acted the same as you always had, even in private. He knew about your private behaviors from the constant complaining of his brothers who wished to become closer with you, besides Beel.

His inner detective had been awakened, and he no longer looked at you with malice swirling in his eyes. Curiosity and intrigue drew him closer and closer to you, like a moth to a flame. And like how a moth becomes alight upon touching the flame, his heart became engulfed after forming a proper pact with you.

Satan wasn't the type to trail after you like a lost puppy, but he found himself often staring at you or spontaneously seeking out your company and leaving soon after. Like a stubborn cat. His desire to fully cross examine you ran rampantly around his mind, but he lacked the proper opportunities to pull you away for long enough.

One would come to expect that being transported into a different world would be terrifying. You likely would've seen it that way as well, if it hadn't happened more times than you could count on your fingers. The first time was the most terrifying, being summoned to a completely different world alone and surrounded by creatures that could kill you and made sure you knew that. After that, the times you'd ended dragged into one of Leviathan's cursed games or manga struggled to even unnerve you. Having an army of simps the protection of the brothers' pacts put you at ease whenever you'd run into an in-game enemy, as one of the demonic siblings would quickly take care of it for you.

Though you weren't frightened, you felt somewhat awkward as you stood alone in a field next to the Avatar of Wrath. While Satan did occasionally come and game with Levi and the others, it wasn't often that he'd enter one of the otaku's VR games of his own volition. With how much HoL ended up at the mercy of a cursed VR game you weren't surprised that he wouldn't actively seek out a similar experience. Yet here he was before you, shuffling his feet as he waited for Leviathan to catch up with the two of you.

You'd booted up the game when the three of you were certain everyone else was out, as not to drag them into the game with you and receive an earful of complaints. It was a typical RPG, the kind you'd often watch Levi play when he wasn't in the mood for multiplayer. Speaking of him, the Avatar of Envy was incredibly insistent on having you play the game with him as soon as it had released. Satan had only become included in your traveling party since he'd come to ask his elder brother about something unrelated. When you'd mentioned the title you were going to play, the blonde had spoke about the game's story being impressive and requested to tag along. Leviathan was hesitant, but ended up giving in and letting him join the two of you.

A part of you regretted allowing Levi to chose the class for your character. You couldn't fully figure out how to properly wield the spear you'd been given, and the very minimal armor made you uncomfortable. It wasn't that you showed to much skin, rather you were simply dressed in fancy robes that did little to protect your body from swords and arrows. Satan looked almost as out of place as you in his 'Berserker' attire, but he at least suited the class's fighting style. "Should we go back and look for him? He's taking an awfully long time back there." His calm voice broke through your thoughts as he spoke for the first time in a while. "Ah, yeah."

Returning into the woods you'd just emerged from was a far easier task than exiting it. It was as if the forest was moving out of your way and giving you a clear path to the spot that you had last seen your party's knight. You were about to call out for him, before spotting him tied up to a nearby tree. His mouth was held shut by a tight cloth, but there was a look of panic and fear in his eyes. Levi tried to shake his head rapidly to warn you before you took a step forward, but you were already in something's line of sight when you had caught on. If Satan had suddenly tackled you out of the way, you would have received quite a nasty clubbing to the side from the thorn coated log used as a trap. Catching your breath, your body stiffened at the sight of a band on thieves emerging from the Shadows. You went for your spear as Satan pulled out his tome, and hurriedly engaged in combat.

The two of you defeated the bandits with some difficulty, but you were for the most part unharmed. Your Berserker companion was actually looking more rough than you were, and as you pulled out healing potions from your bag your mind weighed with guilt. The blonde had practically taken every hit for you, despite his armor class being only a little higher than yours. Almost every attack you'd failed to parry he had dived in front of, earning the demon some rather nasty gashes that Levi was frantically trying to sew together. Even if his class was all about dealing heavy damage quickly and having a higher amount of HP, you couldn't shake the feeling of guilt. "Why?" You had asked as you raised the potion bottle to his mouth. He took a rather large sip before he responded, a gentle look on his face. One you'd often seen when he cooed at cats in the garden. "I couldn't bear to see you injured. Even if this is just a video game, I cannot bear the idea of letting you fall into harm's way."

Your little gaming trio had paused and saved after patching him up, heading down to dinner in silence. Well, you and Satan were silent. Leviathan was instead clutching onto your arm as he eagerly rambled about how cool the two of you were, and just how much you had looked like Henry when you'd landed a pretty impressive combo on one of the bandits. You simply nodded along and spoke when necessary, falling back into the mannerisms Satan was all too familiar with. His chest dully ached as he remembered the look of worry you had worn as you tended to his injuries. His hand raised momentarily to stop you, but recoiled quickly to his chest before you could notice.

The dull ache soon faded away in the coming nights, replaced by the feeling of butterflies slowly invading his stomach and chest cavity. He was unsure as to why you had changed after that night, but he'd noticed the way you had begun to warm up to him almost as soon as it had started.

Though he'd noticed it off the bat, your change in demeanor only fully set in when you'd invited him over to your room one night. You had bought him a Human World book that he'd spoke about wanting only a night prior, and the scarlet blush that overtook his face could rival Levi's once the realization had set in as you cozied up beside him.

Satan doesn't beat around the bush as he asks you about why you had been so cold towards everyone before, but he was careful to make sure that you knew you didn't need to tell him right away if you weren't comfortable.

Once you do confide in him, he's very understanding and gives you as much of an embrace as you'd like. His comforting is a mix of reassurances and affirmations in between bouts of soft humming, all the while he rubs comforting circles into your back. Unless you're completely against the idea, he'll keep you in his embrace for the rest of the night in the safety of his room. He won't fall asleep until after he's certain you are, and even then he wakes up at the slightest shift in your sleep.

He helps you lay out a plan to bond with his brothers, one that oddly resembles a military's plan of attack. He won't force you into anything, but he does his best to nudge you in the right direction when needed. Satan focuses more on helping you adapt than his brothers, so they'll need to seek him out if they actually want his advice on how to bond with you. Otherwise, they're on their own.

Asmodeus:

Asmodeus was not one of the brothers put off by your rather chilly personality. While he didn't actively seek you out or put a whole lot of effort into getting to know you, he did find you rather interesting. It was rare for Asmo to meet anyone who resisted his charms so easily, and even if they did he always would find some way to get them to warm up to him.

Occasionally he'd acknowledge your demeanor, but it was usually in the form of whining and pleading for something. While you did interest him, he was far more interested in himself to pursue your friendship. He was the Avatar of Lust after all, and it would take a decent series of events to take place before he'd fully indulge in his interest and try to become friends with you. You were polite to him, and that was all that really mattered at the time.

After the two of you formed a pact however, it was like a switch had flipped somewhere in his brain. He still held himself as his number one priority, but he'd often find himself thinking about you or taking you out with him to places. The feelings you gave him were strange and unfamiliar, but not exactly unwelcome.

His Devilgram followers were the ones to notice the way he'd slowly began to find himself wrapped around your little finger. In photos he had taken with you that you'd allowed him to post, a spew of comments following a similar theme were mixed into the hundreds of praising voices. They'd started with pointing out how softly he'd looked in your direction one photo and it only increased from there. As he found himself drawn closer and closer to you, his fans found more and more things to point out. His brothers had nearly had a heart attack after seeing one of his most viral posts, where he was no where in sight in the photos and the captions only spoke of you.

The Avatar of Lust did his best to make himself approachable and welcoming for you, simply awaiting the day you'd give in and snuggle into his open arms. But sometimes, friendliness is not quite enough. There was something that Asmo was missing, something he couldn't put his finger on.

Clubbing was something Asmodeus often begged you to do, but you rarely ever accepted. You knew exactly why he tried to get you to tag along so often, mostly because he'd outright told you himself. Taking you out for a night of partying seemed like the perfect idea for you to get to know other demons he had said, ignoring the fact that you had yet to ever truly get to know much about the demons you already knew. Yet, tonight was not your lucky night it seemed.

The day prior, you had accidentally knocked over one of Asmo's perfume shelves, sending them crashing to the floor. Some remained intact, but the rest shattered once they hit the ground, splashing the various scented liquids all over the floor and onto some of his nearby clothing. As a shriek spilled out from his lips, you readied yourself to use your pact if he'd become too enraged by your clumsiness and attacked you. But instead of whatever harsh things you had expected the Avatar of Lust to unleash upon you, you were met with gentle hands checking over your body for any injuries.

You struggled to find the right words to say as he fussed over you. The most you could manage was a stuttered apology, but that had only made Asmo frown. After he had ensured that you weren't hurt, he stood up and searched for a broom and dustpan. He'd given you a much softer form of a lecture as he swept away the broken glass, but never once did he yell at you. Something inside you told you to at least offer to pay for the damages, but Asmo wasn't having any of it. "If you really want to make it up to me dear, why don't you and I go out tomorrow night and have some fun at the Fall?"

Thus you found yourself in the midst of the crowded club, unsure of where to go or what to do. You had lost track of Asmodeus after he'd headed out onto the dance floor about 30 minutes ago, and now you were trying your best not to draw attention from the likely hundreds of demons around you. Mostly you had tried to hang around spots that you wouldn't be easily seen at, like sitting at the bar or in the small groups of wallflower demons. It wasn't as if your nervousness was uncalled for either. Even the most extroverted human being on earth would've likely struggled in your current situation. On all sides you were surrounded by demons, who could very well just decide to attack you at a moments notice and devour your soul.

Finally, you willed yourself to look for Asmo in the crowd. The tension in your body was becoming unbearable, and you swore your heart could not beat any faster than it already was. Weaving in and out of the crowd you searched for him, but you couldn't find horns or tails of the lustful demon. You were about to give up and call him on your D.D.D., but a hand bearing pink and green nail polish stopped you from bringing it to your ear. "Asmo, thank goodness. Listen, can we just head home? I'll make it up to you some other way I swear, its just..."

Your words faltered as you looked up to the owner of the hand wrapped tightly around your wrist. Though their nail polish had matched Asmo's, they definitely weren't the demon you were looking for. They chuckled at your confusion, tightening their grip on your wrist when you attempted to pull away. "I may not be the Avatar of Lust, but I can show you a good time if that's what you're looking for." Their other hand raised to caress your face, but returned to their side as you moved away from it with a look of disgust on across your expression. "I'm making a once in a lifetime offer for you, little human. I suggest you behave yourself before something bad happens. Wouldn't want Lord Diavolo's precious program to fall apart, would ya?" The scent of Demonus struck your nostrils as they leaned in uncomfortable close, trying to stop you from thrashing in their grasp.

"Excuse me?" A familiar voice cut through the noise of the club around you. Without any further warning, a hand planted itself firmly onto the face of your harasser, shoving him away after another had removed his grip on your wrist. Strong arms wrapped around you, and familiar wings curled to shield you as far as they could reach. "You certainly have a lot of nerve, don't you? Going after an exchange student, and one of my masters no less. Do you have some sort of death wish?" The venom in his tone was something you'd never heard out of him before. The other demon attempted to stand their ground, but after a minute long stare-down they scurried off with their tail between their legs.

Asmo let out a sigh, before releasing you. "I am so sorry about that. Can't believe that creep would totally ruin the mood like that." He looked away sheepishly for a moment, before turning back to you with a smile and continuing. "Why don't we head home? I've got some new face masks that I was just dying to try out. We can make a whole night out of it!"

After that night, Asmo didn't bug you about going out clubbing, Unless you explicitly asked him to go out and party he wouldn't bring up the topic, and even if you did end up going out he wouldn't leave your side the entire night. He couldn't place it as to why, but the lust and desire that had been weaved into him ever since his fall from the Celestial Realm was much weaker whenever you were around. He lacked the itch to pull away and find some random person to screw around with when you were on his mind.

Once Asmo got over his initial shock towards his own behaviors, he finally noticed yours. They way you now smiled when he excitedly showed you something off of Devilgram, or the way you laughed when he'd cracked a joke as you sat together on his bed. It was rather adorable to him, and he was sure to tell you as such.

As you open up about your reasonings behind your apprehensions towards bonding with others, he's silent. He hangs off your every word until you've gotten it all off your chest, only every speaking to encourage you to continue when you'd grown nervous. Once you're done speaking, he encourages you to lay on your back next to him. Afterwards, he lies beside you and links his pinkie with yours.

For a while, the only sound in his bedroom is the sound of the flickering flames of the candles on his dresser. Its only after he's thought through what he wants to say that he tells you all the praises and sweet nothings that had swirled in his mind since you formed a pact together.

Asmo is probably the best out of the brothers when it comes to getting everyone to get along with you. And if they happen to make a misstep or do something that makes you retract into your shell, he's not against charming them into behaving. Mammon and Levi will need to learn fast if their abrasive comments bother you, otherwise they're going to wish they had only upset Asmo by waking him up too early.

Beelzebub:

Similar to Satan, he didn't really think much of you. Even if his twin had been fuming with hatred at the mere idea of the Exchange Program before changing his mind, Beel never really held the same resentment towards humans. The most he'd know about you before the whole custard fiasco was that you weren't food, and you'd somehow formed pacts with Leviathan and Mammon after barely being in the Devildom for maybe two weeks.

Beel did regret destroying your room though. He may not have known you, but he was aware that he'd essentially destroyed the place in HoL you felt the safest in and you were now being forced to room with him. You had calmly accepted all of his apologies, but your tone of voice made him feel that they were more half-hearted acceptances than anything.

When you'd asked about his twin however, any of his prior thoughts were pushed away to allow him to freely speak about his beloved brother. Though he wasn't know to be the most talkative of demons, the two of you sat together on his bed for a good long while as he spoke about Belphegor, with you nodding along beside him. After that chat, a part of him began to feel some sort of care for you, a fragment of his soul longing to get to know you more. But you were still just a stranger, even if you had slept in his bed and listened to stories about his brother. He speaks of Lilith as well, but those memories are more painful than fond.

It was only after you had shielded himself and the young angel exchange student from the wrath of Lucifer did you manage to worm your way into his heart. And not too long after you'd cemented that place in his heart after confessing to trying to impress Lucifer so he would make up with Belphie.

From that moment forward, Beelzebub had begun to see you as family, or at least a very close friend. It didn't matter how you acted, he still viewed you in very high regard. He'd only wished that sometimes you'd open up just a little to him, so he could prove himself.

Sports in the Devildom would certainly scare off the best of athletes and most resilient of thrill seekers. They were decently similar to the ones you'd see in the Human World, but it was as if someone had cranked the extremity factor up quite a few notches. It was for this reason that gym classes had to be adapted for students in the Exchange Program, as it wouldn't be very great if one of the humans became nothing more than a red stain on the wall on their very first day. The only time you would actively engage in sports were when you would attend Beelzebub's Fangol games, and even then you had the brothers around you for protection.

The gym teacher often had you run laps around the stadium as the demon students in your class participated in whatever extreme sport it was the time of the week for. Jogging around the stadium was a routine that you'd easily fallen into, especially when you would jog alongside the other exchange students.

Perhaps you had become a bit too accustomed to this routine for your own good. Maybe it would have been better if you were paying more attention to your surroundings and not to catching up with the Angels that were a good mile ahead of you, you would've seen it coming. Or at least, you would have heard the warning shouted your way from inside. Either way, you were left at the mercy of the Fangol ball that ricocheted off the surrounding walls. And as it rocketed towards you, it seems it had not chosen mercy today.

Most of its momentum had been lost by the time it reached you, but it still had plenty enough power to send you crashing to the ground when it struck your leg. Reflexing, your body crumpled and curled into itself as you desperately tried to cradle your injured limb. If your heart had been beating any louder in your ears, you may have missed the sound of buzzing beside you.

A figure loomed over you, breathing heavily as if they'd ran a marathon to reach to. Your pounding head made it difficult to comprehend their features from the distance, but the buzzing seemed to be coming from them. It was only until worried violet eyes came close enough to your face did you realize who was standing before you. "Beel?" You questioned, squinting in an attempt to see better against the dim moonlight. "Mc, I..." He panted, trying to find the right words to say while also checking your injuries. "I'm sorry I didn't yell loud enough, one of my teammates threw the ball too hard and..." You cut him of with a whimper when he'd accidentally put pressure on your injured leg. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-" "Beel... Its okay. Can we just get to the nurse or something?" You spoke through clenched teeth, resisting the urge to curl up again. Beel let out a brief grunt of agreement, before carefully scooping you up into his arms. The speed he had ran at as he rushed you to the nurse's office made you cling to him just to stay on, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face into his chest.

Even after you'd been fully treated, Beelzebub refused to leave your side after your injury. It was easier to allow him to take care of you than constantly wave him off, so you let him coddle you as much as he liked. In the couple of weeks that you had the cast on your leg, it became a common occurrence to see the Avatar of Gluttony carrying you from location to location. Not that he had a problem with it though. He'd made a mistake and allowed you to get hurt, so it was only right that he should care for you and look after you while you recover.

It had been in the days you'd spent being taken care of that your shell had begun to crack. Anything you struggled with it, he'd be at your side within minutes to help you. It became harder and harder to keep up your walls, and eventually they came tumbling down and allowed Beel in. You could still vividly remember how his face had looked when a story of his had set you into a laughing fit, starting out as a look of surprise that faded into a heartfelt smile before he gave into your infectious laughter.

As you laid in bed one night, you'd confessed the reasons as to why you didn't wish to be close to anyone. His heart ached as he laid on the futon on the floor beside you, contemplating his actions before moving. If you were comfortable with it, he gets into bed beside you and holds you as closer as he can get you. Beelzebub doesn't say much, but the words he does choose to say are some of the sweetest things you'd ever heard from the Avatar of Gluttony.

Mostly, he wants you to get along with his twin first. If you feel more at ease approaching his other brothers first instead, he's happy to help and encourage you. But most of all he just wants his two favorite people in all of the three realms to get along.

Beel leaves you a special gift in front of your door a few days after you recovered fully and no longer needed to be carried around. Its a plush toy of himself, and although the stitching is messy and the sizing is odd, you couldn't be happier to receive it.

If Beel ever needs a quick sort of pick-me-up to distract him from hunger, he'll look at the photo stored on his D.D.D. of you snuggling up to his homemade plush.

[bertholdtbrainrot]

i cant stop thinking of giving bertholdt head under a table, like at his desk while he’s working 🥺 if u wrote a drabble i’d be so grateful

hi anon! thank you for your ask! i appreciate the support and would love to write a drabble for you!

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notes: i’m setting this is an au where bertholdt goes back to marley so there are slight spoilers for season 3! hope u enjoy! this also ended up being a little longer than a drabble but OH WELL.

also, just think about this tiktok while reading.... BERTHOLDT IN HIS MARLEYAN UNIFORM. he would be even taller and beefier than he was before, probably standing at about 6′7. THE UNIFORM IM DROOLING.

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warnings: nsfw under the cut, minors DNI!, slight oral fixation, oral male!receiving, gagging/spitting, dirty talk/degradation/praise, public!sex

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ever since bertholdt came back home with you, you could see the pressure he was under. you could see the tension in his shoulders and the stress line that adorned his forehead now. failing the mission to bring back the attack titan to marley only made matters worse. he was under immense stress, having to fill out endless paperwork and reports, relaying information he had learned during his time inside the walls. 

you were having a late night yourself, going over the game plan with your comrades time and time again until they were satisfied. you walked back into the room you shared with bertholdt, opening the door and seeing his tall figure hunched over his desk. his head was in his hands as he scanned over the stack of paperwork, occasionally jotting down notes. he was so focused he didn’t even realize that you had walked into the room until your arms snaked around his shoulders, leaning down and embracing him from behind.

“take a break...”  you mumbled into his ear, kissing just behind his lobe, sending goosebumps down his arms. he takes a deep breath in and relaxes under your touch slightly, shaking his head slowly. 

“i can’t..” he whispered and stretched his arms out, arching his back to loosen some of the tension.

just a few minutes later, you were on your knees under his desk. the wood grains of the floor left indents in your skin, his pants pulled down just enough that his cock was free. you got there on your own accord, insisting that if he couldn’t take a break, the least you could do was relieve some stress for him while he worked. you both knew there was no way he could work with his cocked down your throat.

your mouth was stuffed full of him, tears pricking in the corner of your eyes as you felt your throat stretch around his girth. your nails dug into the skin of his thighs, your eyes rolling back into your head as you bobbed your head up and down. 

a sudden knock knock knock at the door sent a wave of adrenaline through both you and bertholdt’s bodies, interrupting the slew of profanities that was spilling from his mouth. bertholdt attempted to move and push you off his length but you shook your head, shoving him further down. the desk hid your position on your knees, all he had to do was play the part.

“c-come i-in..” he muttered out weakly, his voice shaky with pleasure. the door creaked open, the bulky blonde-haired boy peaking past the frame.

“hey bert, i was wondering if i could talk to you about a few things..” reiner started saying as he advanced into the room further. 

you took this as an opportunity to tease bertholdt, shoving your face down, shaking your head to take all of him into your mouth. you held back a gag and a cough, your nose nestling right above the base of his cock.

you heard the tall man clear his throat loudly, banging his fist down on the table as his hips bucked up into your mouth instinctively.

“FUCK.” he blurted out, coughing as to not blow his cover. “reiner, right now is n-not the best time...” he mumbles out, face blushing beet red. reiner’s eyebrows furrow in confusion until he spots the belt that had been thrown across the floor. his eyebrows then pop up and a knowing smile embraces his lips. “ah, okay.. i’ll just -uh, come back later then.” he said and wiggled his eyebrows before turning on his heel and leaving, closing the door behind him with a smirk on his face. he would never let bert live this down/

you pull up off of his length, a lewd string of spit connecting your mouth with his tip as he look up at him innocently. “did he catch on?” you said, smiling up at him.

he groaned at the sight, shaking his head. “such a naughty little slut, helping daddy relieve some stress. you’re such a dirty whore. you don’t even care if you get caught choking on my cock, huh?” he mumbled darkly, thumb running across your bottom lip, your mouth closing around his thumb.

“now finish what you started babygirl, and maybe... just maybe i’ll let you cum.”

[poguesofthebau]

ssa silent treatment

summary: spencer starts acting distant, and when you notice and realize he won’t talk to you about why, you give him the silent treatment. your being so close to him but refusing to speak to him slowly but surely drives spencer insane.

word count: 3.5k pairing: spencer reid x female!bau!reader

a/n: y’all know i had to have reader lowkey tease spence for being spence at the end of this, bc that is what i do. tease him, but in a wholesome way bc i also simp for him <3 so here it is!! also gonna tag @jamesdeerest​ here! enjoy y’all!!

spencer was acting weird. you weren’t really sure why he thought you wouldn’t notice, but you did.

it was a tough case, and everyone was locked in because of it. despite the multiple victims, trips to crime scenes, medical examiner’s reports, and statements from witnesses and families, you still hadn’t caught your guy, and it was beginning to take a toll on everyone-- you simply weren’t catching a break. because of that, you thought spencer was just stressed at first. it had been a long three days for everyone so far, so you understood his reasoning for being a little short with you while you were at the police department. but, when hotch sent everyone back to the hotel for the first night since you’d arrived, you thought spencer’s attitude would shift at least a little. you heard, “go back to the hotel, get some sleep, and come back with fresh eyes tomorrow,” and you expected spencer to deflate a little, relax his shoulders and wrap an arm around you on the way out the door, maybe even grab your hand on the ride back to your room. however, you didn’t get any of that.

when spencer heard this dismissal announcement, he seemed to tense up even more. it was morgan who verbally disagreed, insisting that if the team pulled one more overnight shift you would somehow see something you’d all been missing for the past few days. spencer, on the other hand, remained silent, and when hotch stood his ground, you saw his jaw clench a minuscule amount before he rose from his seat, grabbed his bag, and followed morgan (who was angrily storming away) out the door. at spencer’s exit, jj looked to you, concerned over spencer’s behavior and expecting you to offer an explanation. you shrugged, shaking your head at the blonde as you gathered your things. “i have no idea, jj.” she gave you a sympathetic look then, waiting for you to get your belongings together before the two of you wordlessly walked out side by side.

when you stepped out of the building, you spotted morgan and spencer sitting in an suv. you were a little surprised that the two obviously agitated men had actually waited, but neither you nor jj questioned it before hopping in the back seat. morgan took off as soon as he heard the clicks of your seatbelts, and you silently watched spencer in the side-view mirror. the expression he wore wasn’t unfamiliar to you-- frustration, upset, and desperation, all in one look-- but it was one that didn’t make much sense to you in this situation. usually during a case like this, one that had the entire team stumped for days at a time, spencer would be visually exhausted by the time hotch finally sent everyone home. when you thought over the past three days, you couldn’t remember seeing your boyfriend smile once. the realization made your stomach drop, and the worry set in immediately. along with the worry came the paranoid thoughts. what if he had started to get a migraine? what if something had happened in the course of this case that had done something to him? what if he wasn’t okay?

luckily for you, those thoughts hit you the very moment derek put the car in park. you’d arrived at the hotel. through the fog of your own concern, you heard jj sarcastically announce, “home sweet home.” you let a chuckle fall past your lips at the comment as you opened your door, finding spencer a few feet closer to the hotel already, waiting for you to catch up. once again, you were reminded of how different he was acting when he didn’t put out a hand for you to grab, but you kept your mouth shut because of the relief his waiting for you again had provided. the rest of the walk through the building, including the elevator ride and the few moments it took for spencer to get the hotel room door unlocked, were the same. uncharacteristically quiet, with a suspenseful weight to every motion. when you were both finally in the room, spencer still hadn’t spoken, so you took initiative.

“are you okay, spence?” your voice was light, trying to simultaneously bring up the mood and open the floor for conversation.

“fine,” he said curtly, barely glancing at you as he tugged off his tie at the foot of the bed. “are you?”

your face contorted at the tone of his voice, and suddenly you were defensive. “what does that mean?”

“what do you mean? you asked if i was okay, and i asked if you were. i think that’s pretty straightforward.”

for a couple of seconds, you were stunned into silence. spencer was giving you an attitude-- that much was obvious-- but you had no clue what you’d done to deserve it. after opening and closing your mouth a few times, you shut it and simply nodded. spencer was sitting on the bed now, looking at you with false innocence. if he wanted to play this game, so would you. “fine, reid. i’m fine, too.”

“what, so now you don’t want to talk?” you heard the falter in his voice right away. he knew he’d pissed you off at that point, and although he wasn’t going to come right out and say it, he was already regretting his sourness. regardless of how he felt now, it was too late to turn back, and he still wasn’t ready to talk about what was really bothering him, so he continued the trouble he’d started.

“i’ll talk to you when you talk to me.” you turned out the light, finishing getting ready for bed in the darkness and sliding under the covers, keeping your distance from the man beside you.

the next morning, the air in the hotel room was suffocating. spencer had woken up a few minutes before you, and he was buttoning his shirt when you pulled yourself out of the bed. “good morning,” he greeted, hesitance in his voice.

“morning,” you said effortlessly. there was limited conversation between the two of you for the remaining time you were alone. for the most part it was a mumbled ‘excuse me’ or two, but no conversation, casual or serious, ensued. slowly but surely, you could feel yourself growing more annoyed with spencer-- you didn’t see why he wouldn’t just say something. it was you. he knew he could tell you anything, no matter how nerdy or rude or overly sweet. it didn’t matter to you. you always wanted to hear what he had to say, so this rare case of him refusing to speak his mind was bound to get on your nerves.

when you met up with the rest of the team in the hotel lobby, they all knew something was up. even morgan had a new mindset after a decent night’s sleep, so you and spencer still seeming so tense stuck out like a sore thumb. “hey, lovebirds. you two good?” hotch, rossi, jj, and emily looked to you and spencer expectantly when morgan asked the question, but neither of you flinched.

“ready to catch a serial killer, as always,” you replied with mock enthusiasm. morgan laughed, but he knew your deflective answer said more than your actual words had, so he let it go. the ride back to the station was the same. you didn’t speak to spencer, and spencer didn’t speak to you.

when you arrived at the destination, you quickly lost track of morgan and reid, not having seen the older man pull your boyfriend into a hall to further question him. “hey, pretty boy. what’s going on up there?” as he spoke, morgan gently tapped the side of spencer’s head a couple of times. after a few moments, spencer was still just glaring at morgan, clearly unwilling to speak his mind. “seriously, reid. what is it? you and y/n get into a fight or something?”

spencer scoffed at that, rolling his eyes at the suggestion. “she won’t even talk to me. i was mad, and then i got her mad, and now she won’t speak to me. and the worst part is, i’m still mad, and i wouldn’t even tell her why.”

morgan’s ears perked up at the confession, and he leaned casually into the wall behind him as his mind shifted into advice-giving mode. “well, why don’t you talk to her then, genuis? i mean, i’ve never heard of a time that spencer reid couldn’t tell y/n y/l/n anything.”

“it’s not that simple, morgan,” spencer sighed as he spoke, the frustration he was feeling toward the situation becoming clear in his body language. “it’s just--”

“morgan, reid. we’ve got something.”

spencer sighed again at the sound of hotch’s voice, shaking his head slightly at morgan, who patted him on the shoulder as the two regrouped with the team. a second after spencer dropped into a seat at the conference table, you came around from the other side, placing a coffee on the table in front of him and taking a sip from your own. before he had the chance to say thank you, you were walking away, over to where emily sat at the other end of the table, without even looking at him. spencer looked to morgan, who’d witnessed the moment, with a distraught look in his eye. morgan chuckled lightly, shrugging and throwing his hands up in response.

for the next fifteen minutes, spencer was forced to focus on something other than you. during the first five of those fifteen minutes, the team was verbally bouncing ideas back and forth, and everyone had their first glimpse at the chance to finally catch this killer. for a moment spencer felt hopeful that they could close this case and he could get you to speak to him sooner than later. then, though, the room’s population increased by two.

as the chief of police and one of his detectives walked in, you were speaking, spewing out a possible occupation of the unsub. when you finished your sentence, the detective announced their presence by stating a simple, “that would make a lot of sense.” you spun in your chair to see the source of the voice, giving him a tight-lipped smile in response when you spotted the detective who’d been working with the bau on the case. after smiling at him, the detective gave you what could only be described as a lovesick expression, and you immediately deflected the look by spinning your chair back around so he was out of your line of sight. the police chief spoke then, updating the team on another new victim that had been found that morning.

unbeknownst to you, spencer was fuming for the next ten minutes. he wasn’t surprised that you didn’t spot the anger on his face, seeing as you’d refused to lock eyes with him all morning, but everyone else in the room seemed to recognize it immediately. there was an uncomfortable weight in the room that you were aware of, but your stubbornness kept you from realizing that spencer (and you, unintentionally) was the source of it all. you continued to participate in the conversation, even directly replying to the detective at one point, despite your persistent refusal to make eye contact again. every time the detective spoke, spencer got angrier. by the time the impromptu meeting had ended, he was seeing red. he heard the police chief say, “alright, well, us two will head out and see if we can find anything, maybe bring somebody in,” and he was basically flying out of his seat.

“really glad we could all do this,” he muttered sarcastically, exiting the room as soon as he saw the two men go out the front door of the station.

“reid--” hotch began to call out, but when he saw the look on your face-- one of concern, confusion, and determination-- he knew you would handle it. hotch nodded to you, and before the rest of the team could get a word out, you were following spencer.

“hey,” you called out, hoping your boyfriend would realize you were finally talking to him. unfortunately, he either didn’t hear you or chose to continue ignoring you, and stalked out the station door without looking back. holding in a frustrated groan, you picked up the pace a little and jogged after him. as you stepped out of the station, head whipping around a few times to keep track of where the man was going, you stopped in your tracks when you saw him pacing back and forth a few feet from the door. “spencer.”

you caught his attention that time, and his face was painted in surprise when he heard your voice so close. your eyes locked for the first time since the previous night, and the look of surprise quickly morphed into a grimace. he began shaking his head, turning away from you and tilting his head up to the sky. you took a few steps closer, crossing your arms as you waiting for him to return your gaze. eventually he did, and his expression had once again changed-- this time, he looked remorseful. “i’m sorry. i’m really, really sorry, y/n.”

your eyes softened at the desperation in his voice, and the rest of your body followed suit. your arms uncrossed, shoulders deflating a little. “what is it, spence? just talk to me.” there was still some frustration laced into your words, but spencer was finally able to remember who you were. it was y/n. his y/n, the one he could tell any passing thought, any uncalled-for statistic, any traumatic childhood memory. anything at all.

he sighed, brows furrowing a little as he prepared to finally admit to what had him so upset. “that stupid detective, y/n. i mean, i’m used to working around airheads on cases like this, but that guy--”

“hold on a second,” you interrupted, holding up a hand. “are you-- do you mean detective beefhead?”

“if detective beefhead is the one that came into the conference room just now to simply ogle you, then yes. detective beefhead, y/n.”

the hand you’d been holding in front of spencer then clamped over your mouth, but the boisterous laugh you were trying to hold in fell out anyway. “oh my god. i’m sorry, spence, but seriously? not only are you jealous right now, but you’re jealous of a guy i just referred to as detective beefhead? is your iq still 187, or are you feeling sick?”

he threw you a dirty look then, crossing his arms. “you know, you told me to talk to you, and now that i am, you’re laughing at me. if i remember correctly-- and we both know i do-- you said you’d talk to me if i talked to you. not laugh at me. talk to me.”

you were able to stop laughing then, but the smile on your face wasn’t going anywhere. “spence,” you said, stepping close enough to him to forcibly uncross his arms and wrap them around you instead. “i’m sorry for laughing. really. but... that’s ridiculous. why would you feel threatened by him?” still slightly defensive, spencer tried to remove his arms from around your waist, but you leapt forward even more, grabbing his face with both hands and steering his head so he’d have to look at you. “c’mon, spence.”

“y/n,” he sighed, eyes closing for a second before he looked back at you and continued. “you don’t see yourself how i see you, or how anyone sees you.” your head tilted at the statement, and spencer’s arms tightened slightly around your waist as he shook you lightly for emphasis. “i’m serious. you are... you’re perfect, y/n, and i know how absurd that sounds to you, but it’s the most truthful thing i’ve ever said out loud, or thought, or known. and, frankly, i’m not the most outwardly-- or inwardly-- appealing person. i know that. i’m not like most people, and i know you think that’s endearing, but it’s hard for me to sit back and watch other guys come around and try to take you from me. my heart stops when i think that maybe you’ll look at someone else one day and completely forget about me, and us, and everything. it just-- it scares me, and when i get scared, i get defensive, and then i was acting so childish toward you, but it was all because i’m scared.”

for a few moments, all you could do was stare at spencer. you knew you should’ve said something right away, but for some reason, all you wanted to do was look at him. maybe it was because you knew you saw him in a way he didn’t see himself, and in a way nobody else could ever see him. when you looked at spencer, all you saw was everything, because that’s what he was to you-- everything. the thought of him feeling so unstable in your relationship crushed you, and the way he felt in that moment only reminded you even more of who you truly knew him to be.

you thought back over the last few days of working on this case, and all the times you’d come into contact with the detective spencer apparently felt so threatened by. he’d brought you coffee three times, but you’d denied it twice, having either just gotten coffee for you and spencer, or spencer having just brought you a refill. the one time you did take it, it was more in hopes that he’d retire his efforts after one small success. then there was the time you’d caught him leaning over your shoulder as you read the m.e.’s report. you’d asked him if he needed a copy of his own, and he’d told you that he had his own but liked appreciating the notes you’d scribbled into yours more than his own bland copy. you’d told him there was nothing bland about an innocent person who’d been murdered, and he’d basically run away from you. and then there was the interaction in the conference room that your team witnessed entirely. you realized then that spencer must’ve seen all the other approaches detective beefhead had made, and you internally cringed at spencer’s misinterpretation.

“you’re wrong.” those were the first words you spoke, because they were the most honest. “i know it’s gonna be hard for you to believe, but you are just so wrong right now, spencer. honestly, after all the time i’ve had with you, i kind of thought you’d know better to ever get jealous. and i know that sounds ridiculous, because everyone gets jealous, but i think i just hoped you’d see by now that it’s literally not possible for me to see another person the way i see you. literally. impossible.”

“i mean, it’s probably not really impossible, but--” at your pointed look, spencer cut himself off. “okay, fine. it’s impossible.”

“hell yes it is. because i love you, doctor reid. not detective beefhead, not some guy who tries to hit on me at a bar, not anyone else. just you, okay?”

he nodded, finally feeling for the first time in three days that you were still his. “i’m still sorry, though. you were so mad, and i-- i just made it worse, and i’m sorry for that.”

“i was only mad because you weren’t communicating with me, spence. so, if you’re sorry, you can make up for it by working with me a little and just telling me when something’s wrong.” he nodded rapidly, a smile finally breaking out on his face for the first time in days. “and also, you’re welcome for the coffee.” his face fell then, and as he opened his mouth to argue, you laughed and pulled his mouth to yours to keep him from bickering. for a second he resisted, determined to correct your statement, but he quickly realized that would get him nowhere. just as he succumbed to your touch, the door to the police station was swinging open again.

“oh, thank god,” you heard from the door. it was emily, a bright smile on her face as she spotted the two of you kissing in front of the station. at the sound of her voice, you and spencer pulled apart, both looking to her innocently. “hotch needs you both back. i’m glad to see you’ve sorted out whatever the issue was.”

you looked at spencer one last time before smiling back at emily, pulling yourself out of spencer’s grip to re-enter to building. spencer followed behind you both, relieved to know he was out of the doghouse with you and had no other guys to worry about. “spencer was jealous of detective beefhead.” you spoke quietly (and tauntingly, knowing your boyfriend could hear you), causing emily to let out an understanding, “ah, good ol’ detective beefhead. reid, kid, you got nothing to worry about there, trust me.”

“hey, don’t tell them!”

“you talk to me, i talk to you, we talk to the team, spence! it’s the circle of communication!”

“i’m never communicating again.” and that was spencer’s last grumble before you all got back to work. 

[stalksbyakuyatogami]

TYSM for doing my gamer S/O request! Could you do the same with yandere Kyoko, Mahiru, Chiaki and Kirumi? But if you don't want to do it again, then I understand.

Yandere Kyoko, Mahiru, Chiaki, And Kirumi With A Gamer S/O

i tried to post this twice yesterday but internet said no

warnings: yandere, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, imprisonment, Stockholm syndrome

Kyoko Kirigiri

•She lures you with games, gives you games. What more can you ask for?

•Now, Kyoko isn't a big gamer, but for you, she'd learn how to play it. In order that once she abducted you, she would be able to play with you.

•It was a relief that you didn't flail much when she gave you a game. She's a yandere detective. There's no information that she doesn't know about you.

•She helps you solve all the mysteries in that game. And honestly, it's been a blast with her on your side.

•She will combust if you yourself teach her how to play.

Mahiru Koizumi

•Doesn't understand your hype with gaming but goes with it anyway.

•It was a bit hard for her to abduct you but she eventually succeeded. Um maybe snuck a few clicks here and there while you were asleep.

•Gives you all the games you want just for you to stay with her. She understands that she can't really play games, so she bribes you with them instead.

•Captures every moment of your victory no matter how big or small.

•She dedicates almost all of her time getting you in such perfect moments and she promises that she'd treasure these moments and pictures forever. Not that she won't get any though.

Chiaki Nanami

•She's an introvert, but she only talks to you. The first time she knew that you were also into games, she snapped her finger and pointed at you, "soulmate". Forever. Do not take that literally pls.

•It didn't take long for her to find out that you liked games. The same as abducting you. She said that there were lots of games in her place, which was true. The only price is you can never leave. Ever.

•She didn't need to go somewhere else. You were there, she had all the games that you can play with.

•Burned the shittiest games and gave all the premium ones to you. Don't simp too hard on Lady Dimitrescu though. She will get jealous and might end up killing her sooner than you thought the Ultimate Gamer would.

•Bonus if you make her food while playing. She will reward you whatever you want :)). Except leaving her, of course.

Kirumi Tojo

•And just like a mom, she wonders what's the hype around these games? But if it's what her S/O wants, she's willing to explore it.

•She was muttering apologies while she was dragging your unconscious body, but at the same time promised that she would give you her everything at anything.

•Games. So just needs that for you to stay? Heh. An easy task if she says so herself.

•She thinks that spending too much on these things will influence you in some way, so she keeps a close watch.

•Always too busy doing chores, but once she's done, she stays by your side, observing how you play this game.

Imma go to math class now. Thank you for requesting, anon!

-Mod Toko [Angie shift]

[1plus1kiyoomi]

Chapter 10: Sex Until Marriage

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Kita knocks on your door then slides it open. He has his own blanket and pillow in his grip. His hair is already a little messed up, adding extra cute points to his look. Your heart is beating way too fast just from seeing him. It’s like a bomb about to explode. ‘The honeymoon phase sucks. I hate this.’ You cry to yourself as your feelings and emotions become overwhelming.

“Can I sleep at this side?” Kita pats the space beside you. You don’t answer him verbally, instead you scoot closer to the wall, words unable to come out of your mouth. Kita notices your strange behavior so he chuckles. “You have become all flustered and shy now that we’re dating. You’re so cute.”

Kita turns the lights off before lying down beside you. Your bed is only a full sized one so you have no choice but to be close to each other. Instinctively, you place an arm over his waist, snuggling your face to his chest. His steady breathing calming you down.

You feel at home with him by your side.

A few minutes later, you hear soft snores coming from Shinsuke. You push yourself up to look at his face. “You must have been really tired...” You whispered, as you take in his features. Your finger traces the bridge of his face, then follow the lines of lips. You can’t help but smile. You finally have the man you longed for.

Kita is incomparable to any person you’ve dated. He isn’t the tall rich handsome guy you’ve dreamed of, but’s he’s definitely a man you know you need. He’s not someone just for fun. He’s for the long run. He did date someone for 7 years. Of course he’s someone who seriously dates. You’ve never tried doing that, but you’re sure Kita will last longer than you possibly you think you can handle. You don’t even mind marrying him.

Your thoughts are interrupted when your finger, that you forgot about is still on Kita’s lip, gets sucked in his mouth. You gasp, when he gives it a lick. Pulling your finger out, you stare at Kita in shock. You can’t see him clearly due to the darkness of the room, but you can tell that’s still awake.

“What did you do that for?” You pout, wiping your finger on his shirt.

“I was waiting for you to kiss me but you seemed too busy thinking about something,” he reasons. You smile at his explanation and lean down to capture his lips with yours. It’s a short kiss since you know you can’t stop yourself if you do it any longer.

Kita detects the hesitance in your kiss so he puts his hand on the back of your head and pushes you back down. Your lips crash once more, this time, Kita taking the lead. You graze your tongue over his lower lip so parts his lips a little. Just when you thought he gave you permission, he beats you to it and devours your mouth first, his tongue exploring the insides of your mouth. You moan from the sudden dominance, your hand gripping on his shoulder.

Kita’s other hand travel to the back of your thigh, then brings it to the other side of his leg. You tower over him, his body in between your legs. Both of his hands are now on the back of thighs, supporting you as you two continue to make out like there’s no tomorrow.

The grey haired man is aware of how much he has wanted to touch you but he’s never realized how hungry he is for you. If he knows that you’re just as famish, he’d pin you down and take all of you. But either way, he can’t do it because he doesn’t want to rush things between the two of you.

Out of breath, you pull away. You are about to sit on his crotch area, but Kita stops you using his hands that are on your thighs. You give him a thumbs up out of nowhere so gets confused. “Oh, don’t worry, baby. I understand if you don’t want to have sex until marriage. I won’t pressure you on anything.”

Kita literally stops functioning from your words. He doesn’t know how to react it. He didn’t expect you to jump into conclusions and be so confident about it. After the long awkward silence, Kita finally speaks. “Do you really think I’m a virgin?”

“You’re not?” You stutter and Kita just shakes his head to answer your question. You fall on your face, placing your head on the pillow just beside his head. “I’m so sorry for assuming! You just seemed like the type. This is so embarrassing.”

Kita chuckles. “Look at me.” You hesitantly oblige, Kita sitting you on his stomach. “Every moment with you is special and all, but I want our first time to be more special. I want us to spend our time in a wholesome manner first. I don’t want to rush things. So when the time comes, it can be an experience we both can’t forget. Because I lo- I mean you’re a very special person to me so I want to make sure I give you the best.”

Kita’s explanation makes you forget about the embarrassing words you just spit out moments ago. You nod at him before giving him another chaste kiss on his lips. He intertwines his fingers with yours before allowing you to lay your body on top of his.

‘I almost said I love you.’ Kita face palms. He looks down to his chest and sees that you’re comfortably asleep. A smile creeps on his lips. ‘Do I?’

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Notes: Sadly, it’s a short chapter, and also no facts today because I’m studying for my Chemistry exams huhuhuhu I’ll make up for the next chapter

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[theaviskullguy]

bada bing bada boom

vintage hcs!

sidenote i see the coro peeps in an age range of late teens (though that's mainly prince, laceless, and my oc regent) to early twenties (everyone else). So. Keep that in mind

tw for mentions of domestic abuse (between a parent and child) but i dont elaborate on the actual abuse- just how vintage gets out

-Fucked around with gender and uses he/they/it pronouns, but he's cis. Also biromantic and asexual

-has an addiction to lattes, he can't stand any other form of coffee.

-he's French! It's his first language. Catch him getting mad at the English language for. everything about it

-He used to date Skull but they had a pretty bitter breakup that dissolved the old purple team. Vintage ended up dating Skull's sister (without knowing she was Skull's sister), my partner's oc Watersplat, and they've been together ever since

-okay so. watersplat is a huge badass. Like if she wanted, she could probably kill vintage. and vin, for whatever reason, finds that hot. He's a total simp for her. Malewife Behavior

-He actually has a job as a detective- with a specialization in homicide cases. Although he's most known for turf wars, he considers that his side gig

-He and Skull are actually good friends now. The misunderstanding of Vin ending up with Watersplat without water knowing vin was skull's ex and vin not knowing water was skull's sister somewhat helped. Omega still hates the Beryl sibs but Red Sole and Double Egg find Vintage's infatuation with Watersplat kinda hilarious

-Vintage has a nervous tic of biting his nails. He lets Red Sole (and sometimes Aloha) paint them in hopes that it might stop him from doing so. So far, it's worked.

-He really likes murder mysteries. He finds it fun to try and solve the murder before the characters do and he gets frustrated when the culprit came out of left field and doesn't make sense to be the killer

-Due to the other s4 seeing skull as a mom, and watersplat as an aunt because of that, vintage is the uncle of the s4. He has mixed feelings about that

-So here's the DA part, again, I don't go into detail of the actual abuse, but skip this last lil headcanon if you're uncomfy

-Vin lost his mom, who he was very close to, when he was around 10. And after that, his dad turned abusive. But, luckily, even after breaking up with Skull, Skull did his best to find excuses to get Vintage out of that house- which is part of why they don't really hate each other now. And after Watersplat found out, she just. Pretty much "kidnapped" vin (he went willingly) and took him home. And, vin hasn't been in his father's house since. He fully believes Watersplat saved his life that day