#specially since this is made for u know....actual hand controls

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drawing with a controller is hard

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Did I say I love you? || Jungkook

Bf experience

pairing: idol!JK x fem!reader

w.c.: 6k

Warnings: smut, fluff, breast play, female masturbation, male masturbation, public sex, unprotected sex (Minors DNI! Refrain from reading if you're not +18, and ignore if you don't like this type of content)

Aprox. time of reading: 26 minutes

Summary: Jungkook didn't prepare that trip with the idea of confessing his feelings, but his heart spoke up before he could control it.

MASTERLIST

Boba ball: Put smthg comfy on today

Boba ball: I'll pick u up at twelve

You were quite used to the special weekend dates you two planned, it was the only thing that made you move throughout the week in a good mood, excited for Saturday ever since Monday kicked in.

Two months back, it was his way to adapt into your life when seeing you in the evenings, after you finished your shift, wasn't enough. Although most of those dates happened usually in either of your places, because even if you liked each other a lot, you knew the risks of going out in public. Maybe that was what pulled you back from actually accepting a date from him the first time he asked you out.

You knew him long before your eyes met at your company's year-end party. His aura was already powerful when you admired him through a screen, but it was completely different when he approached you first, with a nervous smile that you thought he'd never dedicate to you. You knew everything about him before you two went on a first date, but it felt like you were discovering those things for the first time as you heard them coming out of his mouth directly. You knew the superstar, and all the consequences that'd come with it. But you also knew that boy who made dumb jokes that you'd only find funny if they came from him, because his giggles had you smiling immediately after. And with that boy you were head over heels for, you completely ignored those consequences, and were ready to face them as soon as they came.

You frowned, confused when you saw his car parked in front of your building while he waited for you, with his lower back resting against the bonnet.

Jungkook smiled as soon as he saw you doing a little run to him, ready to wrap his arms around you as soon as you stood in front of him. Although you stopped yourself from doing, holding back from also linking your lips together in a small peck, followed by a new one, and a new one, until you moved your head back to look into his sparkly big eyes, when you realized you were out in the open.

"I see you're excited for today" he joked, standing straight in front of you.

"What did you prepare?" you questioned, tilting your head.

"Hmm" he pursed his lips, looking away from you, "Should I tell you or should I let you guess?".

"You won't tell me, right?" your eyes were squinted at him, knowing him for long enough to know that he probably would keep the suspense until he thought it was the proper time to reveal it.

You hopped inside the car after he opened the door for you, seeing him surround the bonnet before he joined you and gave you all those pecks he felt only safe giving you behind the tinted windows of his car.

As he drove, you tried to guess what the surprise could be, taking in consideration the fact that he was wearing comfortable baggy clothes -not that they weren't his usual style, but he also asked you to wear something similar-, and how he brought his car instead of his motorbike.

As time went by, and Jungkook kept driving on different roads you hadn't been in before, you turned to him.

"Are we going on a trip?" you asked excitedly.

"You're close" he nodded, tilting his head while he kept his eyes on the road.

That answer left you confused, trying to think what could be close to a trip, and that'd also require you to leave the city.

"We aren't going camping, are we?" you tried to take a guess, unable to hide the hope for a positive answer with your question.

His hand laid on your knee, squeezing it as he giggled to your reaction "That's exactly what we're doing".

Your legs shook on the spot, before you took off your seatbelt and kissed his cheek out of excitement. You remembered you had mentioned it a week back, while you were watching one of the episodes of the kdrama you started watching together. It wasn't something you gave a lot of importance to, just something you mentioned because it also appeared, and it reminded you of when you used to do it with friends back home. The fact that he took all that information, and turned it into a surprise made your heart squeeze in your chest.

After twenty minutes on the road, Jungkook turned his face at you, giving you a quick smile "Is it a good plan? Or maybe you'd have preferred to stay at home and get some rest?".

"Don't be silly" you squeezed his knee, trying to reassure him that you were the happiest by his idea. "This is the best plan you could've come up with".

Your words only made him smile wider, thinking the corners of his lips would leave his face at any point by how they kept stretching whenever he was around you. It was simple: you made it all better, and seeing you excited and happy only topped that full sensation on his chest that he was feeling in that moment.

He remembered the first time he saw you, and how it all clicked even before you two spoke to each other. He thought that floating sensation that people talked about was only real in movies, but then he met you. Jungkook was convinced that the moment you two made eye contact for the first time, his feet raised from the ground and made him fly exactly where you were.

It was a non-stop need since you exchanged the first words, never getting enough and extending that small talk, that was supposed to last a few minutes, to turn it into a conversation that would only end when he dropped you at home the morning after.

He didn't even think he had that many things to talk about with anyone.

"How's work been?" he asked first.

"Good. It has been a calm week, surprisingly" you scoffed, turning to him. "What about you? How was it like to go back to the routine?".

When you two met each other, Jungkook was enjoying his last few weeks of that improvised break. He had all the time he could think of, and he invested most of it in you as soon as he met you. Calls, texts, quick visits to your company, late night sneaks to take some fresh air, or chill evenings cuddling on the couch... that was what you were introduced to after you started seeing each other after only a few weeks. And right when you were close to growing a deeper connection, he was sent back to reality -almost having him regretting getting back to work.

It still worked out.

You didn't see each other as much, but it was still enough to remind you both of how bad you actually wanted to be next to the other. Even then, your minds were still linked, to the point where the smallest thing would be a reminder of your relationship, or the things the other liked or disliked, the places you could go to together, or the things you could try to eat when you saw each other in the weekend or in those secret and short night outs in the middle of the week.

Jungkook settled everything when you arrived at the place, all while you stayed to the side while waiting for him to need your help. But he'd only turn to you every two minutes to dedicate a gentle smile to you while his nose scrunched, before he turned back to the half assembled tent.

"Are you hungry?" he turned to you with a sided smile, clapping his hands when it all was already settled.

Your stomach squeezed at the mention of food. Even if you two stopped at the resting area to get something for lunch on your way to the beach, your body was already craving for something more than some snacks.

It only took him one tiny move of your head to start walking back to his car and open the truck to get a few bags out. As you looked inside, you could see some meat packages, but also some recipients that you were sure had food inside.

You sighed, aware of all the work it took him to prepare all that for you "You should've told me, I would've prepared or bought something".

Jungkook smiled at you fondly, poking his hands inside his baggy pants. He obviously had the money to buy all the food you wanted in the world, yet there you were again: making it seem like he wasn't and he'd probably go bankrupt after buying a packet of pork belly. Maybe that was what he liked the most about you. It was always with small gestures like the one you just had, with the way you never, in those two months you had been seeing each other, made him feel out of place. You gave him a safe corner, where he was allowed to be himself, to be seen as much more than just the idol.

"If I had told you, there would have been no surprise".

You puckered your lips while smiling, thinking that he definitely had a point with that, but still feeling a bit guilty.

"Don't look at me that way" he chuckled. "I'll let you cook if you want".

"Okay. Deal".

Your upset expression quickly turned into a playful smile as you reached for the camping gas box he had brought along with the bags. Although it'd quickly disappear in a frown when you tried to understand how to get that thing to work.

You looked up to him with a naughty smile, pointing to the pan "Can you do one last thing for me?".

"Five thousand wons" Jungkook answered with a serious expression, offering his hand to you. Your smile dropped at that, feeling your eyebrows slowly turning into a straight line while you looked at him "Or, a kiss".

"Okay" you giggle, motioning him to get that thing started.

It probably was more simple than what you thought if you had only paid attention to it, but your focus was on the way the tip of his tongue peeked through his lips and moved his piercing to care about how Jungkook got that thing to work.

"Done" he sighed, catching you red handed staring at him. "What will you do if it stops working?".

"I'll ask you to turn it on again" you shrugged.

Snorting before he giggled, he bent over you to go for that peck he earned, aiming to go for a second one before you moved your head back.

He was so good at distracting you. And he knew.

As you fought to open the meat package, he saw some of your hair locks falling over your face, turning into something that could bother you to cook -at least until he took his beanie off, putting it on you so your hair wouldn't be getting in your eyes and face.

While you cooked, you could feel Jungkook's eyes on you. It was nothing new from him, but they had a special spark that day. You could feel there was something different in the way he looked at you, but you couldn't quite tell what. You just knew it made you nervous, ending up feeding him every few pieces that were cooked to try to divert his attention from you. But it only had you giggling at him while he chewed on the hot food, exhaling some air while he tried to cool it down in his mouth. And Jungkook wouldn't take long to do the same for you, taking his chopsticks before blowing on the piece so it would be at the right temperature when he offered it to you.

Just like you cooked, Jungkook offered to clean all of the things that were used, singing random verses with his honeyed voice while you just stared at him the same way he looked at you before, unable to believe everything was indeed real, and that special human being allowed you to take a spot in his most genuine and intimate side, which wasn't too far from what Jungkook kept thinking about whenever his eyes laid on you. You fitted together perfectly like puzzle pieces, and you made him feel complete, aware of how there was something missing when he thought he had everything he needed.

Right when you thought he'd sit still and finally join you to enjoy the chilly weather and the beautiful sight, you saw him walking back to his car with the bags, and returning to you with a small bottle and something that seemed like a tiny canva.

Of course his creativity wouldn't relax, not even in that short getaway.

"What's this for?" you took the canva from his hand.

"I'll explain it to you there. Let's go".

Jungkook held your hand tight as you walked into the beach, leaving behind the grassy space you had settled your camping on. You'd have expected anything, but not that he actually wanted to create a memory out of that weekend with you.

It was special, meaningful... and it also meant that he probably saw your relationship as something that could be long-term even if you had been only two months into your relationship.

"Let's put some glue on your hand" he started, holding your wrist to keep your hand stable as he traced a line on each one of your fingers and some circles to mark your palm, "and stick it on the canvas".

"You saw this on TikTok, didn't you?" you teased him, with Jungkook answering shortly with a proud nod.

You knew because you had also seen that video of a couple doing exactly what you were doing.

"It reminded me of you" he confessed with a soft tone. "That's why I picked this place".

You smiled as you followed his guidance, pressing your hand to later help him pour some sand over it. When it was his turn, you tried to make sure you poured the white glue the same way he did, marking the main lines of his big hand before he placed it next to yours.

Jungkook lifted it up with his clean hand once it was done, showing it to you proudly. That was it, apart from all the videos and pictures, that was your first memory together.

Sitting next to each other, you two looked up at the starry sky, while covered with a warm blanket Jungkook just happened to have in his car -and that thankfully he carried with him. Your hands were sneaked under it, intertwining your fingers close, while his thumb traced some nonsensical lines that made your head feel at ease.

"Thank you for today" you whispered, only moving from looking at the stars in the sky to looking at the universe reflected in his eyes.

"Thank you for every day you've spent with me" he answered back, dedicating one of the sweetest smiles you had ever seen on him.

The burning sensation on your cheeks didn't take long to show up, forcing you to move your eyes away to look back at the sky as you fought to control the wide smile that was attempting to appear across your face.

"Hmm, what wish would you make if you saw a shooting star?" you quickly tried to switch the topic.

At first, you thought it'd be a way to change his focus from you to get it back on the sky over you, but it only made his gaze feel heavier on you.

What wish could he make?

He already had everything he wanted and needed, but he still tried to find the answer to your question, going through all the aspects in his life, covering up every corner, and all of a sudden every wish had something related to you. Jungkook didn't want that to end, that was his wish. He wanted to be with you, and he felt the sudden need to know you also felt the same way.

His heart pumped against his chest harder when those thoughts started crossing his mind, trying to order them all in his head to find the best way to say them out loud and getting them to make sense so you could understand.

"That the girl I love says she loves me back".

When you first heard him, you thought that maybe your Korean failed at some point. Could be you misunderstood a word, could be you misplaced the sentence in your head as you translated it. But it didn't seem like it when you looked back at him, finding his doe eyes bigger than usual, filled with that spark you had seen a few times throughout that day.

"I love you" he pronounced each word with the softest voice, holding your hand a bit tighter as he said them. "I know it might be too early, and maybe I'm rushing it, but I really love you. I want to be with you, and have these dates for a long long time. But I also want to be there for you when you need me, and look after you when you feel weak, I...".

"I love you, too".

You couldn't contemplate a universe where you didn't tell Jungkook you wanted exactly everything he wanted. Getting to know him during that time, actually spending quality time with him as you witnessed each and every single one of his facets made all those feelings that you had for him intensify every time your lips touched.

Hell, even your body felt lighter when he only pronounced your name.

His lips felt soft in contrast with the rough metal of his two lip rings when you linked your lips together, sucking on his lower lip before you moved to suck on the top one.

You just wanted everything from him.

"Come here, babe" he whispered, breaking the kiss.

"That chair won't handle our weight" your giggle built a few centimeters of distance as your head moved back.

"It will. Come here" he assured you, letting go of your hand to move the blanket away on his side.

How were you supposed to ignore those big brown eyes when he asked for cuddles?

You held onto the warm cup filled with hot chocolate he made sure to prepare on the camping gas before you could get all cozy.

"Can you say it again this close?" Jungkook asked once you were covered by the blanket while sitting on his lap.

A scoff left your lips at his question, knowing by the look he was giving you that he wanted it to be the second of so many other times hearing those words coming from you.

"I love you" you whispered, kissing his cheek.

"That won't work" his head shook while his lips were pressed together in disappointment. "You can't say those words and kiss me on the cheek. Repeat that, please".

"I love your annoying ass" you repeated, kissing the corner of his lips.

"Wrong sentence, and wrong place again. I can do this all night" he assured you.

His sassy tone made you giggle, trapping your lower lip between your teeth before you spoke again: "I love you".

Jungkook moved his head first, capturing your lips before you could totally lean over to him. It started sweet and gentle, but both of your mouths opened a little wider with every move you made, knowing it probably would be only the beginning of a whole make out session that could last for hours if you wanted to.

Except for the chair underneath you.

You only felt your body losing stability, and a loud gasp announcing the soon landing on the ground before you were actually aware of what happened.

Your cackles could probably be heard from meters away once you both made sure the other was okay, except for the hot chocolate messing up your oversized sweater and staining a bit of Jungkook's hoodie -although it was barely noticeable through the black fabric.

He got up first to help you stand up, holding your hands tight to make sure you wouldn't trip in the process.

"Look at your clothes" his concerned face made you giggle, thinking that he was more worried about it than you. "Change it and wear this".

Your mouth went dry when he took his hoodie off by pulling the neck up, making the white t-shirt he was wearing underneath rise with the fabric and expose his well-marked abs. You could feel your hormones start boiling up with that slight exposure of skin, feeling like you were back in your teenage years when the smallest thing was instantly connected to sex.

It was his power though.

Ever since you started dating, and even if you two tried to assure a normal date, the desire and hunger you felt for each other was always bigger than your willpower. Neither of you ever got enough of it. And that night would be no exemption.

"Babe, what are you thinking about?" he scoffed, looking at your blank expression as you held his hoodie tight in your hands.

But he already knew what was going on through your head. He could easily recognize the way your eyes darkened with some thoughts, and how you instinctively bit your lower lip to suppress them.

"Nothing" you shook your head, trying to get back to reality.

But it was too late to escape your ideas, because Jungkook already had a glimpse of them.

"Let me help you take off your sweater" his eyebrow raised with pettiness, stepping closer to you.

He blew into his hands, rubbing them together to warm them up before he started lifting your sweater slowly, making your body squirm lightly when the reverse of his fingers touched your stomach for the first time. The smirk told you everything you needed to know in that moment: he was going to help you give in to those filthy thoughts that flashed through your mind at the speed of light.

His nose rubbed against yours softly, almost getting your lips to touch as his hand moved dangerously close to your bra.

And you were already lost in him and his touch. With your boyfriend not having to do much more than just move his finger through your torso to have your knees almost shaking, eager for the kiss that would get you to lose your balance.

Before Jungkook could kiss you to let all his intentions be known, you moved your head back while a palm stopped him by his chest.

"Someone could see us" you giggled nervously.

"There's no one around. No one will see us. Don't worry" he assured you with a honeyed tone, rubbing right below the arch of your bra.

You both had tried to be careful with your relationship since the beginning. Barely going out -or showing no affection in public when you did, acting like strangers-, unable to act like a normal couple because the weight of his image was always heavier than your relationship. That, now that you were alone in the middle of nowhere, just lighted up by the fire he started, had you paranoid of someone popping up out of nowhere.

Jungkook was relaxed about it though.

Two of his fingers hooked on your chin, linking your lips together on a sweet kiss that would wash all those worries away, knowing a little bit too well how to get you to focus on him only.

Not even his smile kept you from moving along when your arms wrapped around his shoulders, sinking your fingers in the strand of his short locks as you tried to deepen the kiss. You could feel his mouth opening a bit wider when the tip of your tongue played with his lip rings, asking permission to get through. A gasp was shut down and drank by him when the hand on your torso moved down it until it reached your ass, squeezing one of your cheeks to pull you closer to his body and allowing you to feel the way his bulge started to grow against your lower belly. His hand moved a bit lower, digging in the link between your legs to steal a moan from you, when his fingers teased your pussy over your sweatpants.

You broke the kiss first, pulling from his lower lip, sucking on it, until it freed from your grip with a loud pop sound. Your open-mouthed kisses through his throat and neck, giving attention to every single mole in it, were also in sync with your silky and cold fingertips digging down his t-shirt, hearing Jungkook's groan above you by the contrast with his warm skin. You could feel the way his muscles contracted as you traced down your fingers over them, pulling playfully by the earrings on his left ear to get him to squirm and giggle because of it.

Your clit throbbed when his fingers digged over your clothed pussy "You aren't naked yet, and I can already tell how wet you are" his raspy voice teased you, while his fingers traced circles over your entrance.

"I haven't touched you directly, and I can tell how happy you're to see me by just doing this" you grinded your pelvis against his, feeling how hard and big he already was. "You're in no position to tease me about that".

"Get inside the tent".

You obeyed, taking your shoes off before you crawled inside the tent he settled earlier that afternoon. Before Jungkook could join you and tell you to get naked, most of your clothes were already gone, only having your underwear left. And when he joined you, he was also dressed with only his boxers, kicking his pants inside the text to crawl inside and close the zip.

It didn't take him long to kiss you again, with hunger and neediness, that you easily recognized because it was the way he kissed you whenever you were in that situation, moving his lips dominantly over yours while his tongue fought against yours.

The straps on your shoulders felt loose when he moved his hand through your back, moving the fabric away until it was blocked by your elbows on the flood, although it was just enough to expose your tits.

His tongue moved around your stiff button, almost as if he was preparing you for the moment he moved his flat tongue over it, sending an instant electricity through your spine. While one hand held your back, covering most of it, to keep you arched, his other hand reached to your mouth, moving his thumb in between your lips for you to suck it. He felt every rugosity as it got harder against his muscle, with his dick twitching in his boxers by the way you sucked on his finger.

"You're so beautiful, love" he admitted with a raspy voice, giving a peck in the middle of your breasts. "And you taste so good, too...".

Those last words were almost muffled with his lips enclosing around your nipple, moving his thumb away from your mouth so he could move it around the other one, just like he would have with his tongue, just to later pinch it at the same time his teeth bit on the other to get a loud gasp from you.

Suddenly the straps of your bra were a bother, keeping you stranded from touching him until you took it off completely. Your fingers sank in his hair again, making sure he wouldn't move away from that spot, while your other hand moved back his wide back with a soft caress that almost made him go insane.

Jungkook was too focused on the way you tasted, on the sounds you made, and the way your body squirmed under his, to notice the moment your hand moved to the front and digged in his boxers until your fingers wrapped around him.

The chilly air made you hum when he moved your panties aside, sliding two fingers through your slit until he found your entrance. He slid them into you slowly, until they were knuckles deep into your pussy. The steady in an out pace made your heart a little bit faster, and your mind clouded a little bit more, driving you crazy when he added a thumb on your clit, to tease you back by the way your fingers wrapped a little bit tighter around him whenever they reached his tip.

His fingers curled inside of you, tempting a spot that almost turned your spine into hot tar as he moved them up and down against that sensitive spongy spot, with your legs trembling the longer he went on it.

"Kook..." you tried to warn him.

"I know, babe. Cum on my fingers".

He said those words while his chin rested on your chest, admiring your face as he helped you be teared apart. Jungkook loved seeing how those lovely and innocent eyes went all lustful and dark when he did those things to you. He loved knowing he was the only one who could see you that way.

Your fingertips digged on his scalp, and your fingers set him free as your wrist twisted with the pleasure that ran over you, and took control over your body, when Jungkook awarded you with an orgasm.

You took a few seconds to get back at yourself, looking down at him with hooded eyes and a pleased smile, before you pulled him again for a kiss.

Your bodies moved almost at the same time, reading through each other as you sat on your knees to get rid of the remaining pieces of clothing to be fully naked.

Jungkook dragged you with him, sitting with his legs crossed, while his hands guided you to wrap yours around his body.

"Wait, the condom..." you reminded him, breaking the kiss.

"Fuck, I didn't bring any" he whined, throwing his head back.

"I didn't either" you puckered your lips, holding onto his shoulders. "It's alright" you shrugged, moving your hands up to his neck ", I'm on the pill".

"Alright" he purred, giving small kisses that never fully ended up with him sucking your lower lip.

One of his hands never left your body, always making sure you knew he was there for you, while the other lined himself up to your entrance.

You both moaned in sync when you helped him, lowering your hips slowly to take him in inch by inch, feeling him stretch you out and getting used to him while your walls wrapped around him perfectly.

One hand was supported on his thigh, while the other found some support around his shoulder and neck, finding the perfect stability to start moving the best you could in that position. He dedicated you one sweet smile before you felt attracted to his lips, feeling the need to kiss him even if it'd be interrupted every few seconds by your gasps and moans, or your sudden need to get more air.

"Are you comfortable like this?" he tried to make sure, rubbing his palm on your flexed thigh.

"Uh-hum" you nodded, too concentrated on the way his cock felt every time you dug it back in after lowering your hips.

"You're such a goddess" he caressed your cheek.

Jungkook was the type to do dirty talk whenever you had sex. He loved the blush on your cheeks, or your fucked out face whenever he said something that'd have you slapping his face in any other context. But he also loved showering you with love and praises when the mood asked for it. And that night he only wanted to worship your body, stare at you as you took him in and admire the way your lips parted whenever his tip rubbed over the right spot every few thrusts.

When you opened your eyes, you found him staring at you with that particular look he had given you many times before, making you smile almost instantly. You wrapped your arms around him, gluing your torsos together as you worked on him.

"I love you" he whispered against your lips, moving your locks away from your face. "I'm so in love with you" he repeated, almost as if he indeed wanted to leave it clear for you.

Your answer was interrupted by a sudden moan, before you tried to speak again "I love you, too" you let him know with a high-pitched voice, resting your forehead on his.

Your fingers dented on each other's skin, tried to get ready for the new wave of pleasure as your pulse started racing up and your breaths got heavier and more difficult with every move. There was desperation in his eyes as you looked into them, knowing your eyes were probably reflecting the right same thing with every move you made. His needy short moans almost made you lose yourself, delighting yourself with those sounds and knowing that was one of the few things you'd want to keep hearing for the rest of your life.

Both of your moans turned messier and cracked, while your fast and determined moves turned into arrhythmic and sloppy as all the hairs in your body raised with the new orgasm. And even though you could feel his cock twitching inside of you, spilling his seed, Jungkook held you close and tight, caressing you through the last few and slower moves until you stayed completely still on top of him.

The only things that could be heard in the tent were your shaky breaths, and the fabric of the bed beneath you wrinkling as Jungkook adopted a more relaxed position for his legs.

"Did I already say that I love you?" Jungkook inquired, looking up at you.

You didn't answer with words, but you did answer with a happy giggle and an intimate peck that quickly evolved into a deeper kiss.

The next afternoon, after eating lunch early on the beach, he drove you back home. Jungkook's hand rested on your thigh, while the other kept the wheel controlled, dedicating you a few looks every few minutes just to get to see you smile again.

"Are you sure you don't want to spend the night?" you asked, after Jungkook parked his car in front of your building.

"I'd love to" he assured you. "But I have a schedule tomorrow, and I don't want to wake you up earlier than needed. I'll send you a text when you wake up".

He always did.

Jungkook learned your habits the more time he spent with you. So even if he woke up earlier and you weren't together, his good morning message always showed up on your screen at the same time your alarm blasted to interrupt your sleep.

"Don't stay up too late" you asked him.

Although Jungkook gave you an accusing look, reminding you you were always the reason he stayed up later than what he planned first.

"I won't answer your tests after nine. This time I mean it" the threat you just threw at him was probably the biggest lie you had ever told him.

"You will, unless you want me to show up here five minutes later".

And he'd certainly be able to.

"You're so annoying" you scoffed, shaking your head.

"But you love me anyway".

Jungkook had been dying to say that sentence and for it to be true for a long few weeks already. And the fact that he was already able to say it with certainty that it was true made him proud, and you could tell by the way his voice sounded cheerful as he said it.

"I do. That's why I'm telling you to rest well" you repeated.

"I'll try my best" Jungkook assured you.

"Send me a text when you get home" you softly said, leaning over to kiss him.

"I will" Jungkook always did, but you liked reminding him.

After giving him one last peck, you got out of the car and walked to your house. Not without turning to him a few times to wave goodbye at him and manage to see his smile one last time before you close the door to your building behind you. 

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[pumpkinsy0]

Since Christmas eve is in t-minus 2 hours and 19 minutes, hcs for curly celebrating Christmas at the Curtis house?? Why is here there? Idk but he is!!

i made it to new jersey for christmas i am cold, tired, and ready to go

ik im late bc it IS christmas eve now but shhhhh

•ok look curly was rlly only over at their house for the heat, his house is already cold but around christmas its gets even chillier and he hates it, god damn it the curtis house better spare SOME heat

•may b the only time hes asking to sleep in the same bed as soda AND b in the middle of them so they can share body heat or somethin bc this cold is ridiculous man, scoot over curly was born in a tropical place he hates the cold so bad

•”hey have u tried THIS in ur hot chocolate” and its just some bs even he hasnt tried, he just wants to fuck up someones drink and see how crowded that cup can get he likes watching them force themselves drink it to not waste anything but its the curtis gang its also plausible they would drink it bc its actually good but it taste like shit to everyone else

•he pretended to b santa and kept patting his lap for pony to sit on it and tell “santa what he wanted for christmas”. backfired on him though bc two bit sat on his lap IMMEDIATELY after and hes wayyyy too heavy for curly, curlys legs felt like pure tv static afterwards

•hes so damn nosey, he likes snooping under the tree and trying to find out what everyone got, his hand has to get smacked away

•if its cold enough, hes totally licked a pole and had a bet w two and steve to see who could stay in the longest, he won but it almost costed him his tongue and near second degree burns to his face w boiling water from trying to get it off

•being around the curtis family being all familial makes curly feel bad about his own family so when theyre doing their own thing, curly shuffles his way outta there till hes pulled back in (by darry or pony mainly)

•since curlys a surprise guest, the gang try to get him a last minute present (rlly pony was gonna give it to him later but they all decided to just put their name on the gift and say it was from all of em, curly guessed it was from pony but admires the thought process they got goin

•the curtis gang still do elf on the shelf and curlys part of the duo who puts the poor elf in sexual positions, ur neverrrrr gonna guess who the other one is (its two bit)

•curly puts of parody of christmas carols, at first ur thinking “oh wow hes gonna sing such a classic song thats nice” and he fixes his lips to say the worst lyrics u will hear its mortifying, god forbid its modern time and u give him the speakers hes making everyone in the neighborhood listen

•it doesnt snow much in tulsa if ever but look curlys never seen snow for YEARS of his life, if its snowing outside he doesnt care how cold it is, he wants to go outside to mess around in it a lil bit, hes gotten a lil sick from it the day after cause he wasnt wearing his jacket which is rare but aye he had a lil bit of fun!! thats gonna wear off eventually tho, snow WILL lose its novelty

•most of his time is spent watching tv christmas specials, hes used to not rlly getting anything on christmas and theres nothing to do outside and the house is comfortable enough, ik his ass imprinted on that couch

•on top of that he controls the radio, the gang gotta give curly his flowers, he knows the good stations and songs, even if he didnt hes hogging the hell out of it

[anzynai]

Nothing Special

Scaramouche & Lumine (Genshin)

a/n: first fic of the year so i couldnt start it off with just anything. happy birthday scara!!! ur like my second favorite character and i surprisingly havent written for you that much (i know right?? 💔💔) anyways, he prob ooc since i dont write for him a lot but i hope its not too bad. disregard any typos you might see as well. someone needs to tickle him BAD. this was supposed to be posted later today but im impatient so youre welcome i guess. ANYWAYYYY i hope u guys enjoy <33333

summary: it’s scara’s birthday. tickles ensue.

wordcount: 1.5k

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Scaramouche’s birthday had never been anything special to him. It was nothing but another day of the year. He couldn’t count how many of them he spent crying or alone. Or both.

Eventually, he became used to being alone. Instead of feeling sad or upset or angry, he felt nothing.

He sat against the tree, reading a book he had gotten from the library at the Akademiya. He was barely a quarter in when a small bird flew atop of it, lightly pecking at his finger.

He stopped. Blinked.

“..Hello,” He muttered. The bird looked at him, chirping in response.

It hopped from the book to his wrist, its wings fluttering as it continued up his arm. Scara almost couldn’t help the smile that found its way onto his face as the bird finally perched on his shoulder, leaning against his neck.

“I suppose you can stay here. As long as you let me finish reading this,” He said to the bird. Again, another chirp, as if it actually understood.

He looked back at his book, only getting about two words in when..

“Oh, there you are!” He heard a voice calling out to him. As he was in the middle of nowhere, it was likely him who was being called. He looked to his right and lo and behold, it was the traveler walking towards him with a blue and green decorative box in her hands.

“..Hi,” Scara, the man of many words, said.

“Hi,” Lumine giggled, her expression bright as she walked up to the other. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“Oh, then you must have really needed me,” Scara replied.

Without saying anything, Lumine handed him the box in her hands. It didn’t take a genius to assume what it was. “A gift?”

“Happy birthday, Scara!” Lumine exclaimed, clapping along to her words.

Scara ignored the flutter in his chest, heart warmed by the gesture, but he kept his face straight and controlled. Sometimes, he felt as though the traveller could tell what he was feeling because she tended to notice even the smallest cues.

Instead of focusing on that, he focused on pulling the ribbon from the gift, pulling open the box.

From inside it, he pulled out a small bag of the only candy he really had ever liked. Taking a curious glance at Lumine, he could notice how it looked like it pained even her to give him black licorice. For the sake of his birthday, she stayed silent. It was an amusing sight, perhaps even better than the candy itself, Scara thought to himself.

Inside, there was also a small stuffed doll that resembled him too much to be a coincidence. “Is this.. me?”

“Yeah, it was custom-made by me and a few others. What do you think?”

He got the urge to feel for the other doll he has in his pocket, so he does. He took it out, comparing the two.

“Now your doll has a playmate,” Lumine giggled to herself. It sounds childish, like being gifted a doll.

And yet, he found he liked it quite a bit. His lip quirked up just slightly, but Lumine caught the action anyway, if the gleam in her eyes had anything to say.

As if it was excited, the bird chirped gleefully in his ear, nuzzling and poking at his neck. “H-heheey! You stop that,” Scara gasped, scrunching his neck.

“You’re ticklish?” Lumine asked, cupping her hands over her mouth and suddenly, he felt a bit embarrassed.

“…Not at all,” He answered, lying.

“Really?” She tilted her head, staying silent for a moment that lingered too long to be anything but suspicious. Then a second later, she had this scary looking smirk that Scara found he didn’t particularly know where this was going. “So you won’t laugh or anything if I do this?”

The ‘this’ in question was Lumine quickly reaching out to grab his sides before he could stop her, squeezing gently. He flinched, unprepared and a blush arose on his pale skin.

“Lumine—“

“Ah, you lied,” Lumine tutted. “Birthday or not, don’t you think you deserve some form of punishment?”

Where was the almost too kind Lumine and who replaced her?

“Don’t you d-AHAHARE— stohop!” Scara felt his sides being kneading into some more, sensitive tingles spreading throughout his body unbearably. It was a feeling that was once foreign to him, but has since found himself quite found in these past months since meeting Nahida and a few others who insisted on bothering him each time they crossed paths. He hated to say that even then, he quite enjoyed their presence. He never realized how nice it was not being alone.

“You’re so cute! Who’d have thought you’d be so ticklish?” Lumine cooed, in a way where he couldn’t tell if she was teasing or didn’t realize the effect of her words. Her quick and nimble fingers found his ribs, lightly grazing and tracing over each rib. Like a piano, his laughter rose the higher she got. The bird, seemingly encouraged, began pecking gently against his neck again, causing him to scrunch up more, bringing his knees up to himself.

He felt the urge to kick out, but resisted with all his might, not particularly wanting to hurt Lumine or the bird.

“S-stohohop thihihis..!” He sputtered, trying to bite his lip to conceal his laughter, which apparently had the success rate of 0% if the fact that there was still laughter pouring from his lips was anything to go by.

“Should I give you some mercy for your birthday?”

“Luhuhumine! Y-you…!” Scara could barely say anything when she started digging into his underarms, a spot that he hadn’t known was so sensitive until recently.

“Yes? No? I need an answer,” Lumine sighed, slowly and dramatic. Scara wanted to roll his eyes, but he was a bit too distracted to pull off the action effectively.

He curled in on himself, his arms clamped to his sides, but Lumine was always stronger than she appeared, able to tickle him anyway. He felt much weaker by the tickling, which he was sure also helped give her the advantage.

“O-ohohokay, yehehes! Nohoho mohohore!” Scara shouted, at last, feeling overwhelmed by the ticklish sensations. Lumine relented, giggling proudly at herself. The bird continued pecking softly at his neck for a few more seconds, residual giggles falling from the wanderer’s lips. Eventually, it hopped onto his cupped hands.

“That was fun,” She admitted. “I don’t get to tickle people often, but I like making them laugh,” She added, with a sort-of melancholic look in her eye. Scara didn’t ask, getting the sense that she didn’t want to talk about it.

“For you, maybe,” He replied, to keep up appearances, but a part of him was already craving more.

“Now come on,” She stood, holding out her hand for him to grab. “Let’s go.”

“Go?” He asked, because he didn’t realize he was supposed to be anywhere.

“I’m not letting you spend your birthday alone—“ The bird chirped at that. “Okay, mostly alone, with your nose in a book. I’m taking you out to eat. My treat.” She insisted, flexing her fingers to urge him to grab her hand. This time, he took it.

He walked with her to a restaurant that he had always seen, but had always walked past. The second the doors opened, he squinted his eyes at the darkness.

“Are you sure this place is—“

“Surprise!” Multiple voices shouted out at once and the light flickered on. Confetti shot into the air, popping loudly.

Adjusting to the light, he saw that there were more people than he thought, all of them which he recognized as people he had, “against his will” he often claimed, became quite acquainted with.

Sethos. Nahida. Paimon. Tighnari and Cyno, as well as Kaveh and Alhaitham, the two pairs seemingly a package deal at gatherings like this. There was also Nilou and Collei. Even though he would never admit it, he had grew quite fond of each of them, getting along with him much better than he thought he was capable of.

“Happy birthday!” each of them congratulated him, and he mumbled his thanks in a bit of a daze. The tips of his ears were hot and no matter what he did, he couldn’t stop it.

“How are you feeling?” Lumine smiled next to him, as everyone chatted with one another. He heard Kaveh and Alhaitham bickering with each other as Nilou giggled at the sight. Collei and Sethos seemed to be engaged in conversation as well and Tighnari seemed to be miserable as Cyno tried to tell everyone bad joke after bad joke.

He grumbled. “There’s quite a bit of people here,” He replied. Lumine turned to look at him. “But I guess company like this isn’t so bad once in a while. So.. thank you.” He admitted, feeling himself turn a way, feeling a bit flustered as he fidgeted with his doll in his pocket.

Lumine chuckled beside him.

Thank you. He thought to himself. Maybe my birthday can be something special if I get to spend it with all of you.

[stesierra]

Find the Word tag!

@alnaperera tagged me!

My words are: path, hobby, drown, and roll

I'm pulling from School of Souls, because why not.

I'm going to tag @da-na-hae and @owlsandwich and @dyrewrites with the words fume, fire, friend and family.

Path

We walked across the campus on a wide dirt path, past the lodges for the freshmen, sophomores and juniors. I kicked at the few weeds that hadn’t been trampled down.

Declan led me up to the senior lodge. A rearing bear decorated the front door. “This is where you’ll come every year to set up your classes.”

“To talk to Ember?”

His mouth quirked. “Ember’s graduating next year. Then there’ll be a new top senior. Maybe it’ll be me!”

The door opened, and Ember peeked out, smiling gently at me. “Are you coming in?” she asked. “You’re a bit late. I’ve already set up the other freshmen.”

Declan said, “Juniper was tired, I guess.”

I said, “I’m here now. Let’s get this over with.”

She led us into a wood-paneled hallway and to the first door on the right. I took a seat on the wooden bench in front of the solid oak desk. Declan sat beside me, and I thought about shoving him off.

Ember settled herself behind the desk, in a rocking chair that looked like it belonged on somebody’s porch. “Did Declan tell you why you’re here?”

“To pick classes,” I said. “Can I do all art classes?” They probably didn’t even have them.

Ember shook her head and steepled her fingers on the desk. “You need to take the basics for all subjects. But you can take a lot of art, if you choose the appropriate focus.”

“Illusion and communication,” Declan said.

“That’s right,” said Ember.

I squeezed my hands together. “You’re talking magic. Art would prepare me for becoming a sorceress?”

Ember shrugged. “To become a picture-talker, like me. What is an illusion but art? But if you want to be an entroper or mind-bender or heal-transformer, you’ll specialize in different classes.”

“Those are my options?”

“The four types of magic, yup,” Declan said. “Which one do you want?”

I hesitated and then admitted, “I don’t really know what the difference is.” I’d seen biopics of famous sorcerers, and read articles about whoever was the darling sorceress of the year, because the media loved to poke into the lives of the rare and powerful, but they never seemed to know much. What magic was real, and what had Hollywood simply made up?

Ember laughed. “All the freshmen are in the same boat. Let me explain. Entropers specialize in entropy and destruction. Fire spells, for example. Real ones, not just a spark.”

I nodded. Anyone could learn to make a spark if they learned a little about combustion. I had no idea what you needed to know to cast something larger. “What classes do they take?”

“Mainly physics and thermodynamics, along with some chemistry. Now mind-benders specialize in coercion and control. They take classes in psychology and neurology.”

I swallowed hard. “You mean they can control people’s minds? That’s allowed?”

Her eyes twinkled at me. “Well, we ask them not to go too mad with power. But yes, they can. And so can you, if you study to become one.”

The thought of binding someone’s mind to my will, forcing them to think the thoughts I wanted, made me sick to my stomach. “Not that one. I don’t—no, I can’t do that.”

“Neurology is a bitch anyway,” Declan said.

Ember offered me a sympathetic smile. “That leaves us with one more. Heal-transformers. They specialize in healing and transformation. Basically, manipulation of living organisms. They take classes in biology, physiology and anatomy of animals, humans and plants.”

I stared at her, my heart thudding in my throat. “Are you telling me I could learn to heal people?”

“In a few years, if you take the right classes as a freshman and sophomore.”

I nearly fell off the bench. If I could heal, if I could save people like Dad... Suddenly, I saw a future ahead of me I actually wanted. It’d been over a year since I cared what I’d do as an adult--it’s hard to look that far ahead when you’re hopped up on sleeping pills. “That one,” I said around the lump in my throat. “I want to be a healer.”

“Heal-transformer,” Declan corrected. “They don’t just heal people.”

No. They had made the winged cow that had startled me so badly yesterday. “I don’t care. Put me in the biology and anatomy classes.”

Hobby

Couldn't find this one

Drown

Was it a moose? Maybe it had been once. It had an enormous nose and spreading antlers. But porcupine quills jutted up from its spine and shoulders, as long as my forearm, and instead of hooves, it had paws riddled with dozens of inch-long claws, sticking out from odd places. It didn’t have fangs, but its mouth opened too wide, like a snake’s.

The other girl stood frozen, her face set in a rictus of terror. I hauled on her shoulder and screamed “Run!” in her ear and she whipped around and bolted.

I hurtled after her, and the moose was right behind me. If it had been a real moose, it would have caught me in an instant. But with all those claws, it stepped gingerly, like a child walking on LEGO, and that slowed it down. I was just barely able to keep ahead of it. But it would catch me, would catch both of us. My legs felt like lead, a stitch was ripping out my guts, and I was gasping like I was dying. I was about to die when it caught me.

I cast around for some escape. My instincts screamed for me to climb a tree, but these were lodgepole pines, with skinny branches that started six feet up. I’d never reach them, and they wouldn’t support my weight, anyway.

We’d veered off the path, thundering across pine needles and scrubby undergrowth, and I knew we were about to get lost. But what did that matter when a monster was about to eat us? Its mouth gaped unnaturally wide, enough to swallow my entire head.

Maybe I should have thought of my mom and regretted parting on such a sour note. I’d never get to reconcile with her. Maybe I should’ve mourned that. But all I was thinking, through the haze of terror that hung over my brain, was that this was definitely her fault.

Ahead of me, the other girl put her foot down a burrow and crashed to the ground. I could run past her easily. The moose would stop to rip her apart and swallow the chunks of her flesh. It was the smart thing to do. No one would blame me for keeping myself alive. It wasn’t like I’d thrown her to the monster myself.

But even as I thought that, I grabbed her arm and hauled her out of the burrow. She clawed her way back upright with the aid of a tree trunk and limped on. I was faster, but I didn’t leave her behind.

The monster gained on us, only a ten yards away. Ahead, another massive boulder rose twelve feet high. The side facing me was spider-webbed with cracks. They looked like handholds.

I found enough breath to cry, “This way!” And I careened towards the rock. The other girl followed.

When I reached the boulder, I swarmed up up the side. My fingers and toes found holds, and desperation sped my limbs. It wasn’t that different from scrabbling up boulders at Camelback Mountain back home.

I made it to the top, breathing hard, and the other girl clambered after me. She was slower; maybe they didn’t have boulders wherever she came from.

The monster caught up. It hesitated for a moment, as if deciding what part of the other girl was most delicious. She was only halfway up the boulder, and the monster stood seven feet tall. I was beyond its reach, but her legs lay within striking distance.

I yanked the skull out of my pocket and hurled it with all my strength into the monster’s face.

It clobbered it in the nose, so hard the skull shattered.

The monster bellowed and retreated, shaking its head and spines. The other girl surged up the side of the boulder and made it to the top. We were safe.

We panted there, sweat running down our faces. More pooled at the small of my back, sticky and uncomfortable. My hands burned from where I’d scraped them on the rock.

The monster reared up, pawing at the boulder with its excessive claws. I flinched, but its head was still two feet beneath us. And although the monster kept scratching at the rock, it failed to swarm up the side and devour us.

“What do we do now?” the other girl said, her voice hoarse as if she’d been screaming. But this was the first peep she’d made since the monster ambushed us.

I hugged my knees to my chest. “Wait. It’s got to get tired of stalking us, eventually.”

But it didn’t get tired. It circled the boulder, uttering regular grunts and squeals. The sour musky scent of the beast drifted up to me, drowning out the smell of the pines. We both tried our cellphones—carrying them in our pockets out of habit—but there was zero signal. I used mine to snap a picture of the monster as it slavered beneath us. Ammo to use against Mom if I ever saw her again. Look what you got me into, I’d say.

The sun that beat down on us moved across the sky, and the air warmed. Hours passed on top of that rock, neither of us saying anything to the other. What was I supposed to say? I saved your life, you’re welcome? It was probably true—that had been a fantastic throw on my part—but she hadn’t thanked me, and I wouldn’t rub her face in it. It felt too much like Mom telling me I should be grateful she’d given birth to me.

The moose-thing kept circling and calling. There was no way down that wasn’t in its path. We wouldn’t die from its teeth and claws. We would dry up before then. I hadn’t even thought to bring a bottle of water.

Roll

I kicked him in the shoe. “It was just supposed to be a walk in the woods. It was supposed to be harmless. Adults always claim getting out in nature is good for you.”

“Around here, it isn’t,” he said. “But you’ll be doing a lot for the next four years.”

I raised my chin. “Oh no, I won’t. I’m never leaving campus again.”

He grinned at me. “You absolutely are. You’ve got to get your exercise somehow, and there’s no treadmill up here.”

“I don’t care about exercise,” I said flatly. “If the cafeteria’s any good, I intend to eat until I gain three hundred pounds and have to be rolled down the mountain senior year.”

Declan pursed his lips. “Do you want to be a sorceress, Juniper? Do you want to make something out of your life?”

“I’ll be a fat sorceress. A tub of lard that can heal her own atherosclerosis.”

“You realize that’s impossible. You wouldn’t be able to summon up an ounce of magic.” When I stared at him blankly, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m not being prejudiced against fat people. It’s just, when you exercise, you build up your constitution. That doesn’t just let you run and hike better. That constitution is the same thing that your magic draws upon.”

“You’re shitting me.”

“No shit here. The more you exercise, the more magic you’ll be able to channel.”

I threw myself down on my bed and said into my pillow, my voice muffled, “You’re seriously telling me we have to exercise like health freaks if we want to be sorcerers? We don’t even have gym class!”

He said, unsympathetically, “We don’t have gym because you’re expected to find your own time to exercise. The hours you’d spend in gym are better spent learning biology, if you want to be a heal-transformer. That’s why I wake up at five thirty in the morning. And why you’ll be waking that early tomorrow.”

I dug my nails into my pillow. “I can’t get up that early.”

“You have to.”

“You don’t understand. I have insomnia, and I take sleeping pills. They haven’t worn off by then.” He didn’t need to know that I took four times the prescribed dose. Or that sometimes I took one when I wasn’t sleeping.

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[pscicicdragon001]

A little bit of a short story WIP of my Minecraft OC Beryl

⚠️TW⚠️ some gore, otherwise I hope u guys like it :]]]]]

Beryl was excited! Today would be the day that the scientists would begin to test the mysterious skulk that was brought into the world not too long ago, and he had volunteered!

"Are you sure this is gonna be safe..?" Beryl's friend, Malachi, asked as they made their way to the City center, "Maybe they should do animal tests first...."

"Of course! If anything goes wrong, they can just remove the skulk, right? I'll be fine, they'll even have healers there!" Beryl reassured them.

"But have you seen the way that stuff moves?? It's alive, and not in a good way." Malach said, shaking their head.

But...no matter what they said it wouldn't shake Beryl's enthusiasm. He had waiting for something like this for years, wanting to be part of something big and world-changing. He was so confident that everything would be under control.

When they finally got there, Beryl was greeted with open arms and gratitude for him being a part of this groundbreaking discovery. They had him put his favorite trinkets and memorabilia in an enchanted barrel a little bit ago, possibly so that he'd have something to remember who he is if the skulk messed with his head.

A few officials gently took Beryl aside, bringing him away from prying eyes so he could be changed into generic clothing, nothing special enough to worry about ruining.

He was brought back out with some cheering from the gathered crowd. He felt so *important*! This day would go down in history with his name front and center! He was grinning ear to ear with excitement.

Soon enough, they led him into a large room with some skulk that had since spread out into a weirdly quivering mound. The room had big wraparound windows on all sides so everyone could see what was happening.

There were quiet murmurs as Beryl stepped inside.

The door was shut and locked behind him...and he suddenly didn't feel so brave anymore. Regardless, his excitement pushed him onward.

The skulk quivered, tendrils looking to search for something to grab onto and anchor itself. It kind of looks like mold..., Beryl thought as he approached, Like a squished jellyfish. He needed to make contact with it, he thought, needed to have it connect with him.

So, he reached out...placing his hand on the mass of fungus.

At first, it wasn't so bad. The skulk slowly slithered it's way up and around his arm, it felt like thousands of wriggling eels trying to scale his arm. Every so often he'd feel a slight prickling sensation as the skulk began to anchor itself to him.

"It...seems friendly." Beryl noted aloud, "This isn't even that bad, actually. Slimy...and gross.....but not bad."

The skulk continued to climb up his arm and neck, the mass on the floor looking to get visibly smaller as it all seemed to want to be on Beryl.

It wasn't anything worth noting....... until it reached his head.

It felt like someone had stabbed him in the head with a spear, pain shooting through every part of him as the skulk anchored itself to his head and began to absorb into him. He screamed the most primal scream anyone had ever heard that day, and began to scream and shout how much it hurt, how it was inside him oh gods it was NSIDE HIM GET IT OUT.

He shrieked as the skulk burrowed it's way throughout him, it was like it wanted to replace him. He wasn't expecting this.....he was expecting it to just envelope him like a suit not burrow inside of him! It hurt so much, it felt like he was burning from the inside. All he could do was scream and beg for it to stop as the skulk began to contort his form.

Bones burst through his skin as his ribcage split open, his legs buckling in places they shouldn't, his teeth lengthening and sharpening into animalistic fangs. There was so much blood. Oh gods so much blood. Beryl didn't know how much more he could take, he wanted death. This wasn't the glorious thing that he was promised, he thought, he was lied to.

He crumpled to the ground, he couldn't take it anymore. The pain was too great for him to keep going. He couldn't even say goodbye to Malach....or anyone.......so much for being part of something big and important.......

Everything fell silent as the life swiftly left Beryl's bloodshot eyes, save for the slimy squirming of the skulk.

There were gasps of horror and shock. Even the officials looked horrified.

In the midst of their shock and horror, they failed to notice the visible squirming of the skulk underneath Beryl's skin..... working..... changing..... forming his corpse into something else......

After a while of silence, the corpse of Beryl rose up, as if pulled up by puppet strings, much to the fear of the crowd.

It wasn't Beryl anymore......and it wanted out.

Something burst from the skin of Beryl, a large, hulking thing compromised of skulk, flesh, and bone. It was still forming, growing larger and contorting even more.

The skull of the thing cracked and molded into a short, blunt snout. It's still bleeding gums were lined with needle-sharp fangs, it's human-like eyes small and hollow. Horns were begining to sprout from the side of its head, covered in torn flesh and skulk.

It let out a horrible screaming roar, it sounded so much like Beryl it was sickening. It's spine jutted out of it's back, the vertebra giving it a row of sharp boney spikes.

It torso and arms were thick and elongated, rippling with still forming muscle. Talons tore through the limp hands of Beryl, shredding them off and leaving bare bone and muscle. The sound of bones cracking and flesh tearing on top of the creatures screeches were so sickening some onlookers couldn't help but hurl.

[affableboar-zero]

So I know I haven't posted much about these guys (yet) but I decided tonight to design a bunch of Parallel U characters in different punk aesthetics and I made it into an actual AU so here's what I have so far

Valerie (Atompunk)

Similar to her Parallel U counterpart, she's a part of a group of soldiers that managed to survive Nuclear Fallout. Her adopted mother is the leader of this group and assigns Valerie on a sentry job, basically acting as the base's police. She has a funky ray gun and a holographic hand-held ax that works similarly to a Lightsaber. She also writes poetry and acts as a sort of detective for the group and the base. She wants to go out and explore the ruins a bit more but after her first mission out gave her an x-scar across her face, her mother basically banned her from going out again.

Proxima (Solarpunk)

Absolutely living her best life, Proxima is being trained to be a Garden-Keeper. She loves plants and animals and spends her time learning about the species of plants and flowers in her assigned Garden, and she likes going for walks to see the foliage. She also likes to stargaze, often charting down constellations and documenting super moons and meteor showers or comets. She loves working outside and has a whole closet full of dresses and hats. She also likes stained-glass window art and wants to get into it more. Her obsession with the Gardens and plants do tend to alienate her since many see it as a way of life rather than the best part of life.

Zion (Hopepunk)

In their universe, Zion is his hometown's very own Magical Girl. After finding a gauntlet with a mystical gemstone inside of it, she gained the ability to transform, but also to see the real world and how people, including himself, we being mind controlled. So they set out to try and save the world with the power of the queers, the sun and the moon, and friendship.

Ezra (Cyberpunk)

Perhaps the one that didn't change at all, Ezra is still a bodyguard in this. Ezra is bodyguard to Erin, his sister, and he is his family's best hacker. Due to a raid that happened when he was younger, he ended up losing an arm and had to get it replaced with a mechanical one. Now Ezra works as a spy and assassin to his family. He also knows a lot of Parkour, despite the fact that his younger sister is undoubtedly better at it than him. (Almost exactly the same as Parallel U Ezra but like we speedran his trauma)

Oliver (Gothpunk/Gothicpunk)

Now here was one that was a complete deviation from the canon counterpart. In this timeline, Oliver's family specializes in fashion, specifically for celebrities. When Oliver was about 10, his family made a set of outfits for a Gothic band, and Oliver became obsessed with the style. As he got older, he also learned he had a passion and talent at the drums, and started a band of his own. He knows how to do makeup, pick the right outfit for you, and because he also wants to be a gymnast, he's surprisingly fit. And he knows how to walk in heels and stitch together clothes.

[postmoderntongues]

Also I love my friend but she gets me so mad she’s like convinced because she didn’t get to do higher education that it’s all fake science and indoctrination and doesn’t even read political or sociological or psychological theory she gets her politics from maga NLOGs sucking the cock of the status quo for validation that they might be spared. She refuses to think critically about anything or learn any new information and she puts down my education as if there not just like statistically a probability that somebody put through the gifted track or academia with a bachelors degree might have had more information to form an opinion than somebody who graduated as a super senior from a special education program and like acts like I am wrong or immature for knowing that I’m entitled to comfort dignity and justice just by virtue or being alive bc if she allowed herself to feel that entitlement she’d be forced to face the ways she was failed instead of putting it in her hands by seeing the unacceptable standard of living we r forced into as disabled people as something we should be grateful for anything at all like if she lets herself feel entitled she’ll have to face how ripped off she was by society it gives her more control to say she’s in the circumstances she is because she made poor choices. Or that in order to be in similar living circumstances I must have made poor choices that I’m not taking gen accountability for. She refuses to believe so many republicans are rapists bc “if the girls were talking the truth rapists go to jail” she feels high and mighty and intellectual and innovative and edgy for making fun of MOGAI even tho even the left thinks they r clowns and disowning any problematic hate mill conservative figures as “not real conservatives just trolls nobody takes them seriously” show her any proof and it’s “fake news” or “a biased source” but peer reviewed articles also aren’t valued because “liberals control the education system so they only publish and accredit thinna that validate them” and the anti-intellectualism makes me want to fucking shake her like at what point of intellectual stagnation do u start literally taking pride in ignorance and she constantly devalues the fact that I have a bfa and it’s just a piece of paper it doesn’t actually mean anything like my dude it meant I not only worked my ass off since elementary school I dedicated 60+ hours a week for 6 years to academia but if she couldn’t achieve it or was denied it she copes by saying it’s worthless and doesn’t mean or prove anything and like that’s so invalidating that’s so mad and she gets mad when I say I refuse to work service I refuse to work retail I refuse to do any job other than the one I dedicated 17 years of education to perfecting I did the work expected of me I’m entitled to the compensation that was promised and I’m never again risking expending effort for less compensation than I deserves if that means being poor until I get famous I’m fine with that but I’m not going to let some teenager who dropped out of middle school to do molly and started a retail job at 14 be my superior in any way or get more money for their time than I’m getting for mine when I followed the rules and kept my end of the bargain and she didn’t. And until I get both compensation for the effort I expended and a promise that all my future efforts will be immediately and adaquatly compensated I’d be a sucker to expend more effort. If there’s no reward for not being a degenerate hedonist why the fuck not be lol. Idk sry she can be so fucking thick

[alexiela73]

Can I get some present mic stuff :^) yk, that good shit if u catch my drift 👀

 Part of me really wanted to write a fic, but I hope a headcanon was okay

Present Mic As A Dad

While there were always some thoughts about settling down and having a family, Mic never really expected...something like it to happen

Within a few months of each other, he suddenly became the father to a teenage carbon copy of his best friend(/possible husband) Shota Aizawa and a small, traumatized girl with no control of her powers or any idea what its like to be a normal kid

It was the scariest thing ever- Aizawa was overwhelmed between between his class, the villains, and now adopting two kids. Of course Mic said he’d go into this with him

Unfortunately, manuals on how to raise kids don’t include powers going out of control or how to stop your teenager from adopting every cat they come across like their father

Mic started going to parenting classes and honestly, he ended up in a moms yoga group. The moms love him so much, as he is sensitive, fun and clearly cares about his kids

He starts making lunches for both- since Shinsou is now his kid, Mic gets the fun of embarrassing him a bit at school, calling ‘I love you’ with his special volume, or dropping off lunches where everything is heart shaped

Mic and Aizawa take turns home-schooling Eri so that both can attend classes. Mic never tells Aizawa but half the day is actually going to the park to play, or making cookies together

Out of worry for their health, Mic starts watching cooking shows out of worry that they aren’t eating healthy enough, and goes through an experimental stage where everything tastes horrible except his grilled cheese

At night, Mic always reads Eri a story before bed under the glow of a sea lamp, usually until Eri is fast asleep

The first time Eri called him dad, Mic bawled like a baby and told everyone at school

Sometimes sneaks Eri out of school for father-daughter dates, usually to the movies, mcdonalds or to go get their hair done

When Shinsou starts to take interest in a classmate, its Mic that he goes to for advice, which honestly meant so much to him

Sometimes if Mic sleeps in late, he’ll just let the kids play hooky for the day, which Aizawa doesn’t usually know about till later

Tried the vacuum trick on Eri’s hair- they never did it again and he got the scolding of a lifetime from Aizawa

Hand-knitted stockings for them all before Christmas

For Shinsou and Eri, he threw them each huge birthday parties that were over the top, because he wanted them to experience a real birthday for once

Despises cats with a passion

Wears bracelets made by Eri to work and gives extra homework to anyone who makes fun of them

Shinsou calls him a granny driver because he’s always five km below the limit when Eri is in the car

Totally runs Eri’s dance class with a bunch of friends she meets from the park

Every night he whispers ‘I love you,’ outside their doors, because he worries not enough people have told them in their life times

[beatupcorpse]

look I made that AU for me and my need of my monkey brothers bcuz this fandom has me completely starved. I JUST WANT BONDING AND PAIN TIMES

the title refers to -SWK's- greatest fear, which is to fail MK so badly that this is how things end up, the kid the Lady's new weapon.

i already said it and kinda showed it in my post but MK takes the hit instead of SWK and immediately this is bad this is terrible he attacking right out of the bat. his hits actually hurt. SWK realizes this is full power MK.

since we know that the possessed are still aware of everything, on MK's sight, getting himself trapped like this just kinda leaves him defeated and becomes the perfect vessel for LBD. doesnt help that he is terrified of this demon

This whole situation is a bit different from possessed!SWK who could hold back punches and fight off his possession even if just a lil bit at first. MK won't get that. He is the perfect weapon for LBD basically. doesn't take much energy to control, equal to SWK in power and cannot hold back. DISASTER

Even worse! His friends don't want to hurt him in the first place! w SWK it was easy because fuck the guy amiright, but this is MK! their friend! Mei's bestie!!!! Dadsy's son!!!!!!!!!!!! it hurts to see MK and be met with souless eyes and murderous intentions

haha.... haaaaaaa...this means that when Mac teams up with them....he and SWK get to have moments oh god I can't let my shipper brain take hold. is FIEN, WE JUST GET MORE DIVORCE ARGUMENTS but also perhaps maybe they are very in sync as they talk about the plan? Mei would probably make fun of em. ok thats it thats all Im giving myself .... and the rest of the time they spent together

aND MAN!! SWK IS JUST SO FILLED WITH GUILT!! probably super numb and serious now. trying to make a plan. muttering to himself. Mei forces him out of his bubble and demands him to act like he is part of the team and share ideas or else they (and MK) are TOAST. and he has to SUCK IT UP AND LISTEN. FOR ONCE!!!!!

we get a "you're right pony girl" "I HAVE A NAME" to light up the mood anyway

bcuz at the end of the day, the team would have to be divided just like in the show, just that instead of MK is SWK. Lucky for Mac tho, in this au he doesn't have to fight MK alone, now he has SWK to take half of the hits. its his time to suffer as he tries to defend himself against his own power, take the staff and try his hardest to not hurt the kid.

whenever he does land a hit on him!! man that feels terrible. LBD taunts him about it. careful there, u wouldn't want to take out ur own student. SWK could maybe win if he put his all, he is the monkey kiing after all. but he would rather take a beating and hear her laugh her head off.

Im not talkin much about Mac bcuz I think he would be taken out of the competition so fast. sad sight. he still tried tho. hes bleeding but not dead he is fine i promise. he is happy to just let SWK take it from there

btw don't think too hard about the staff and how its in MK's hands and not stabbed into the ground just shhhhshshshs. wireless charging the mecha (i actually dont remember if thats what it was doing)

but fuck the staff man. IS DESPERATION TIME! SWK starts talking to MK. he apologizes for everything. he begs. "MK. forget everything Ive told you, listen to me now: you cannot give up"

MK seems to stutter in his next attack. SWK blocks it and keeps talking

"Don't give up on me and especially don't give up on yourself. fight it out kid. I believe in you"

The blue glow of MK's eyes weakens. the sounds of LBD struggling increase the more SWK talks to him. she tries to shut him up. MK now has SWK on a chokehold. Still, the annoying ass monkey won't shut up.

The grip in his neck tightens but he continues

"You have such great friends. You need to keep on fighting for them. They miss you too."

"You're something special bud and not because you are the monkie kid."

His expression starts to change

"I'm proud to be your mentor. Please come back"

and MK snaps out of it.

-

from there I feel like itd be pretty much the same. as u can see the au is not terrible different. is just different enough for me to get SWK being honest and sweet to MK and MK to listen everything he needed to hear. and also pain. I could span on many lil things but is very late and im basically ripping this off my chest so its just out here

oh and also

I get a real hug between them in this AU

[spiderlilyserendipity]

Obviously, pretty!

JJK x female reader

Tags: established relationship, rainy day sex, washing dishes together, soft domestic things yk, probably the most vanilla smut i’ve ever written on this account hahaha thank u for cleansing my mind with ur request anon, forehead kisses, i didn’t need to tag that but i Needed to tag that u feel me?

Warnings: none

WC: 2137

If there’s anything you know about your boyfriend, it’s that if he can’t go to the gym, he will pout all day.

After going too hard in dance practice, Jungkook ends up too sore to go to the gym one day. His trainer must’ve heard from the choreographer that Jungkook overdid himself, which is why Jungkook’s trainer told him their session for today was cancelled.

“What am I supposed to dooo if I can’t work out on my day off!” Jungkook complains, wrapping his arms around your waist as you wash dishes.

“You could help your wife clean the house.” You joke, knowing it’s your turn to wash dishes anyway since Jungkook made breakfast (or rather brunch) this morning.

You feel Jungkook smile, his cheek fluffing up where it’s pressed against yours. His face gets a little hot whenever you call yourself his wife, but you know he likes it. The two of you are college sweethearts, starting to date in secret shortly after meeting in first year. Fast forward six years and everything has changed. Your doe-eyed college boyfriend is no longer just an idol but part of the most successful band in the world. And not only that, he’s getting a master’s in business, a slightly confusing decision but one that you respect nonetheless.

You yourself have changed, too. You’re now a business woman, working in a skyscraper in Seoul, and doing considerably well for being only two years out of college. You make good money, and Jungkook does too, and you share this high-rise apartment together. Every year, you and Jungkook sneak away to Busan at least once or twice to meet his parents and your own parents have already begun asking when they’re getting grandchildren. So it’s safe to say it’ll only be a matter of time until Jungkook puts a ring on it anyway.

No one knows, but that’s what makes it special.

“Can’t do that.” Jungkook answers, pretending like your flirting didn’t affect him.

You smile as you rinse another plate off. “Why’s that?”

“It’s raining. If I do work while it rains I’ll get sleepy.” Jungkook pouts.

You laugh, rinsing a cloth under the tap and putting it in his hand. “Go wipe down the stovetop. It should be cold by now.”

Obediently, Jungkook lets go of you to do as you said. But you realize he hasn’t let the joke go when he pouts at you. “Okay, work done. Let’s go lay down.”

“Baby, you’ve literally done concerts in the rain.” You tell him.

“I don’t even do concerts. I’m a business major.” Jungkook lies unconvincingly, his cheeks turning pink. You giggle, finishing up the last of the dishes.

“Fine, you big baby. Let’s go lay down.” You take his hand and lead him back to the bedroom. Jungkook shuts the door behind you. You take off the sweatshirt you were wearing to wash dishes (one of Jungkook’s), tossing it aside.

“Babe, that’s not neat!” Jungkook insists, but you whirl around and quiet him with a long kiss.

“You didn’t ask me to come here to do our laundry, Jungkookie. You and I both know that.” You tell him. Jungkook bites his lip, looking at your pretty lips.

“I guess that’s true.” He grins, and you grin back.

You wrap your arms around his neck and Jungkook leans down, picking you up into his arms with ease. You wrap your legs around his waist as he bounces you in place slightly, hands cupping your ass softly. You love many things about Jungkook, but you especially love how special he makes you feel each time.

Jungkook lays you down like a newlywed bride, pressing soft kisses on your cheeks, forehead, even your nose.

You giggle at him and he smiles down at you, warm and safe and entirely Jungkook. “I love you.” You whisper, stroking your thumb along his cheekbone, admiring that little scar on his cheek for the millionth time.

“Not as much as I love you.” Jungkook says, laying himself down on top of you and starting to kiss you again, this time with more passion.

“Hhh, Jungkook.” You whimper, tangling a hand in his hair.

When you separate this time, Jungkook sits up to take off his shirt. You run your hand down his sculpted abdomen, over his sweet, pretty waist and his toned stomach. You sit up to kiss along his chest, making him hiss as you make love marks in places his shirt will cover. No one knows, except you two. And you love it like that.

Jungkook tucks his hands under the light tank top you’re wearing, making you gasp at how cold his hands are. Jungkook laughs under his breath at your reaction. “I told you rainy days are bad for me.”

“Well that’s why I’m here to warm you up.” You joke, which makes Jungkook giggle.

“What would I do without you?” He says exaggeratedly, but his eyes tell you he means it. With that, Jungkook begins kissing along your neck as he works your tank top up. Since it’s just the two of you, you seldom wear a bra around the house. You moan as Jungkook pulls the tank top over your head, then in one swift motion presses you down into the bed.

Jungkook slots his thigh between your legs as he starts kissing you lower. He licks and bites gently at your nipples, making you writhe in pleasure. You watch through half-lidded eyes as he makes love marks on the tops of your breasts and around them, kissing down your stomach to your shorts.

He glances up at you for consent, and you nod.

He pulls your shorts and panties off in one clean movement, tossing them to the side despite having just told you to be neater. You grin at Jungkook’s eagerness, but the smile slides off your face when Jungkook wraps his lips around your clit.

Slowly, Jungkook gets you wetter and wetter until your inner thighs are shiny with arousal. Only when you’re whimpering does Jungkook insert his fingers into you, one to ease you and then a second to stretch you. Even after all this time, Jungkook pays special attention to your body.

He’s so slow and gentle today that you actually get a bit needy. “Jungkookie.” You sigh. Jungkook sits up, knowing that you’re already close.

“I know, baby. You’re doing so well.” Jungkook praises, kissing you all over, down your neck and along your collarbone. You watch as Jungkook takes his sweats and underwear off, then grabs a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer. You stopped using condoms when you moved in together (around two years ago) since you’re on birth control. Jungkook always has you ready to take him after some foreplay, but he’s told you he dislikes doing it without lube.

You watch Jungkook lube himself up, then align himself to your entrance. He places one palm on the side of your waist, kissing you quickly on the forehead. “Ready?” He checks with you again. You nod.

You pant quietly as Jungkook enters, both from arousal and his size. It has been years since you did this together for the first time, but Jungkook’s size is always a surprise to you somehow. You like to be stubborn and say you don’t need lube to take him, but you both know you’d need at least a bit for his size.

You pull him in even closer, burying his head in your shoulder. As he bottoms out, you moan his name quietly.

Jungkook smirks, knowing he has you in the palm of his hand. You pull him in for a kiss, this one full of tongue and passion. Jungkook feels your desperation and lets you have control for a moment, just to let you burn off steam. But then, he’s angling his head in and pressing you into the pillow, and you don’t stand a chance under how good he’s making you feel.

“Baby, I need it.” You beg breathlessly. Jungkook smiles faintly at your shyness to say the word “come” in bed, even after all this time.

“Need what, baby?” He teases you, knowing full well you’ll never use dirty talk unless he pushes you to that point. You whine at his teasing. Jungkook kisses your shoulder. “I’m kidding. I know my pretty girl is too shy for words like that.”

“I’m not shy!” You protest shyly. “We-We’re having sex right now! I’m not shy at all!”

Jungkook snorts. “Great observation, genius. Any other amazingly dirty comments?”

You’re starting to squirm under Jungkook’s intense gaze, knowing you always lose at this game. “I want to have a baby!” You announce.

Jungkook laughs. “Give me time to buy a ring at least.”

You’re shocked. “Really?” You ask, eyes wide like someone who Christmas came early for.

Jungkook flicks your nipple with one hand, making you cry out. “Obviously, pretty.” He says confidently, making you think he’s thought about it before. You blush and Jungkook looks at you like you’re an angel he’s captured in his own hands. “Now if you’re done being raunchy and nasty, can we get off? My hips were already sore but having a conversation in this position is even worse than the gym.”

“Baby!” You gasp, scandalized.

Jungkook pretends to look scandalized too. “I said let me buy a ring first!”

You groan into his shoulder, knowing he won again. Jungkook laughs, then starts to pick up the pace of his thrusts.

You let out little strings of moans and pants as Jungkook continues to fill you up and make you feel good. You wrap your arms around Jungkook’s back, holding him close as he fucks into you. You tilt your head back and close your eyes at the pleasure. All you hear are Jungkook’s moans and the rain falling outside your window. At one moment, you wonder if it’s cold out, but then you realize it doesn’t matter. You’re warmer than anything else in Jungkook’s strong arms.

“J-Jungkook--” You feel the pleasure building, about to come.

“I know, baby.” Jungkook says, laying you down all the way again and holding you under his weight as he picks up his pace. Jungkook looks at you, watching your face tighten at every euphoric thrust. “Doing so well baby, almost there. Fuck, my pretty girl.” He showers you in praise and kisses, words falling from his mouth so fast you know he isn’t filtering any of his thoughts at the moment. You love that too, you love everything about him.

Finally, Jungkook’s hips begin to stutter, and he reaches down to rub your clit. You arch your back as you come, Jungkook filling you up shortly after. As you come down from your highs, Jungkook rolls over onto his side, still inside you. He spoons you, tugging the covers on top for a quiet moment.

You find it surprising since Jungkook is quite fussy about cleanliness, wanting to get you in the shower and to air out the room relatively soon after sex. But today he doesn’t even slip his cock out of you, choosing to be nestled deep inside you. It feels warm, but you like it.

“K-Kookie. Why aren’t we getting cleaned up?” You ask.

Jungkook smiles at your tone with his eyes closed. “If you want to get pregnant we have to keep the come inside, don’t we?” He says. You smack his arms which are wrapped around your waist, making him chuckle.

Jungkook cranes his head to make eye contact with you. You look at his sweaty bangs which Jungkook pushed back from his face near the end but fell back onto his forehead messily anyway. It’s the most beautiful sight you know. “Just kidding. I’m just tired today. We’ll shower after resting for a bit, unless you don’t like this.”

You realize now that Jungkook must truly be exhausted from work yesterday. You cup his face, stroking it quietly. “I don’t… hate it.” You admit.

Jungkook’s eyes darken. “Watch your words, pretty girl.” He warns you. “I only have so much self-control and your dad will beat my ass if I get you pregnant without putting a ring on it.”

“Do you really have to go and mention my dad right now?” You whine. “And anyway, no one can beat your ass. You’re 6 feet of solid muscle and have a sleeve tattoo, no one would try.”

Jungkook laughs. “Okay fair, no more mentioning my father-in-law from now on.” He says, making you groan in complaint again. Jungkook smiles fondly at you. “But you know I meant that, right? I want to marry you someday and have kids and all that. I don’t know when, since you and I are so busy, but maybe when things slow down we can. Okay?”

You snort. “Obviously, pretty!"

[with-love-from-hell]

EeeeeeeéeeEE CONGRATS BB ON 1K. U DESERVE IT MORR THAN ANYONE!!!!!!!!

let's do Kinship (K) with Levi 😘

K 》 Kinship

a relationship between two people who share similar characteristics, ideas, interests, or origins.  

1k event Masterlist

Genre: Fluff, Drabble

Written for GN!Mc (you/yours)

WC: ~560

CW:   none!

“Agh! How’d ya get so good at this dumb ol’ game anyways!?” Mammon grumbled, throwing down his controller in a huff. 

You giggle. “Because I am EPIC...also the Lord of Shadows here showed me some hacks to hustle you out of the bet you made with him yesterday.” 

Mammon scowls, snorting in frustration as he gets up from his bean bag. You steal a glance toward Levi, who’s bright red blush was giving away the fact that he felt flattered by you actually calling him a nickname that matched his for you. 

“Whatever. Y’all’re boring anyways.” Mammon storms out of the room, clearly jealous at how close you and Leviathan had gotten since the escapade with the TSL contest. 

Levi scooted his beanbag a little closer to yours, but refused to meet your eyes. “H-hey Mc- er, I mean...H-Henry- Do you wanna play the new game I bought yesterday? It’s a limited edition version that has special unlockable outfits for the characters, but I cant score high enough on my own to unlock them...so-” 

“Um, Yeah!” You exclaim, smiling wide with excitement glistening in your eyes. “I’d love to! Hurry and put it on!” 

Levi smiles shyly, moving to put the game into the system drive. As he searched for the game, he found himself growing more and more uncomfortable. It was almost as if he felt your eyes on him as he sifted through his shelf. Maybe you were just impatient, and growing annoyed at how long it was taking him to fumble through the mess of disks and game boxes. Finally unable to take the pressure, he turned his head slightly to see why you were fixated on him. 

His eyes widened when he saw the expression on your face. You had your head resting in one of your palms, eyes half lidded and a warm smile playing on your lips. He met your eyes and he instantly felt his heart stop, seeing the softness in them as you looked deep past his orange irises. 

“H-h-hey!” Levi shrieks, hiding his reddened face behind his arm. “W-why are you looking at me like t-that for?!” 

You chuckle, crawling toward him on the floor. “You know you’re cute when you get flustered, right?” 

Levi feels is face heat up even more, the deep red hue painting his features spreading across his ears and down his neck. He swore if you complimented him any more, he’d explode. 

“Is this it?” You ask, holding a small box out to him that had fallen behind the TV.  Levi glances past his sleeve and snatches it out of your hands quickly, turning away to the sound of your amused giggling. His only solace is the sound of you returning to your place on your bean bag, but he can still feel your eyes on him. 

“I’m glad we’re friends now, Levi.” You muse, watching him finally compose himself enough to return to his place next to you. He tenses as you rest your head against his shoulder, the intro music to the game blasting through the surround-sound speakers. If not for the intensity of the volume, you would have surely heard the nervous squeaking noise that he made at your compliment. 

After a moment of panic, he relaxes, finding the boldness in him to lean into your affection. “I-I’m glad we’re friends too, Mc.” 

[itsallyscorner]

For Tom x

Pairing: Tom Holland x singer!reader

Summary: You have a surprise for Tom:)

Warnings: none, just pure teeth rotting Fluff:)

A/n: Hello my loves! This is literally a rewrite because I accidentally deleted the original version of this story on Tumblr RIGHT before I was gonna post it😭 Anyway here it is, I hope you all like it! Ally x

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

look at my sunshine🥺

꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎

Your giggles filled the hallway as you lead Tom into your makeshift studio. Since you were quarantining with him and his mates in their shared home in London, you were miles away from your crew and studio. Which, yes, made it difficult to record an entire album on your own—but it did give you the creative freedom to do whatever you pleased for the album.

The boys had their own creative outlets; for example putting together a puzzle or having a movie marathon. While you found those activities enjoyable, the inner singer in you couldn’t stop thinking of beats or coming up with lyrics in your head. You needed the studio—you needed to bring those beats and lyrics to life before you could forget them. So with the help of the houses’ tech lord himself, Harry made it possible for you to have your own little studio in the spare guest room of the house. There, you spent endless days writing and recording things like harmonies and building melodies. Little did you know that this would lead to the creation of your sixth album. Now a couple months later, your latest album is currently in its final stages and would soon be released to the world.

Tom adoringly watched your figure, which was drowned in one of his oversized jumpers, excitedly skip towards the guest room. As soon as you were both inside, you rushed to close the door and eagerly pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed.

“What have you been up to, lovey?” He teasingly asks you. He knew you were up to something, he just didn’t know if it were bad or good.

Your figure was bent over the desk where your laptop was located. Turning over your shoulder you tell him, “It’s nothing bad, I promise!” You’re met with an amused grin on his blush pink lips.

Gathering your laptop into your arms, you move to sit beside Tom on the bed. He curiously leans forward, trying to get a glance at what’s on your screen.

“Nuh uh, it’s a surprise, Thomas.” You playfully scold him and gently push his face away from your laptop. He responds with a pout against your palm before pressing a kiss onto your skin. You continue to click around on your laptop, looking through your documents for the specific file.

Meanwhile, Tom shuffles further up the bed, getting comfortable. He notices the new distance between you and him and decides that he’s unsatisfied with the additional inches. He choses to snake his arms around your waist and lifts you up, happily placing you on the empty and lonely space on his lap. Laying down on his back, he takes a moment to admire the way you look in his jumper. It was a few sizes bigger than you and stopped right above your knees. The jumper may have looked good on him, but it looked absolutely perfect on you.

“You look so cute in my jumper.” He hums, hands lazily rubbing up and down your thighs. Your nose scrunches up as you lightly slap his chest; your silent way of saying “shut up” whenever Tom would say something that made you blush.

You finally find the file you were looking for and place your laptop on your lap. You nervously glance at your screen, biting down on your lip out of habit.

“Ok, so I did something.” You started. Tom squints his eyes at you, “That sounds like the beginning of a really bad something.”

You huff, “I just told you it wasn’t anything bad! Do you want your surprise or not?”

Tom chuckles and grasps onto your thighs, “Yes—yes, sorry, keep going.”

“So you know how I’ve already finished my album?” You question him. Tom nods, staring up at you while you sit on his thighs.

“Well, I wrote a few more songs that were supposed to be on the album. But I don’t know, I felt a bit greedy and decided to keep them for myself.” You explain. Tom raises a brow at you, “Baby, you don’t have to feel guilty about keeping songs to yourself. If you don’t want to share them, you don’t have to.”

“No, it’s just that, they’re about you.” You pause, staring down at your fingers that fiddled together. “Like I wrote them specifically for you to listen to. I wanted to include them on the album, but it just didn’t feel right to share something that was meant only for you.”

You place your laptop on the bed and turn it so the screen is facing Tom.

“So...as a solution, I made you your own album.” You were too busy avoiding his stare, that you missed the twinkle in Tom’s coffee colored orbs. He carefully sits up, his arms around you getting tighter, as he pulls you closer into his chest. Tom ducks his head down to yours, nudging your nose with his to get you to look at him. When your eyes finally meet, the lopsided grin on his features grows wider.

“You made me my own album?”

“Yeah.” You shyly answer. Tom softly coos at you, cupping your face and pressing a chaste kiss onto both of your cheeks.

“You are the most precious thing in the world, sunshine, I swear.” He squishes your cheeks together and began to cover your face with butterfly like kisses. Sweet laughs erupt from you, the sounds making Tom’s heart swell.

You stuff your face in the space between his neck and shoulder, using it as a place to hide from his lips. Instead, Tom opts to lay his kisses along the side of your face, your neck, and your shoulder.

“Lemme kiss you!” He whines. You chuckle at him, finally moving away from his neck. His attention darts towards your lips more than once, prompting you to lean forward and connect them with his. Tom’s lips were soft against yours, like clouds or cushiony pillows. The kiss was short and sweet; though it didn’t prevent you from feeling the adoration and passion he felt for you in that moment. In fact, he felt it all the time, but right now, his love for you was coursing through his veins.

He finally pulls away, leaving the taste of him linger in your mouth. “Can I have a listen?” He motions his head towards your laptop beside him.

“Go ahead.” Tom’s arms unravel from your waist, the area they once occupied left cold and yearning for his warmth. He uses one of his elbows to hold himself up and the other to control the touchpad. His eyes scan the file.

For Tom x

someone like u

test drive

worst behavior

main thing

He glances at you, “I start with ‘someone like u’, right?” You reply with a quiet “mhm”.

Tom clicks on the link. The opening notes of ‘someone like u’ begin to play followed by your angelic voice. You hear him release a content sigh, making a small smile to form on your lips. His arms make their way around you again, this time holding you closer against him. He rests his head on your chest and sneakily presses a kiss onto your neck. You fondly run a hand through his curly hair and rest your chin on the top of his head, listening to the songs you’ve made for him.

The two of you listen through the album in one go with no stops. You found joy in Tom’s reactions towards every song. Sometimes he would make little comments or sounds of shock whenever he heard you hit a certain note. He nodded along to the beats of ‘test drive’ and ‘worst behavior’, dancing around in his seat and making you join him. This time, you didn’t miss the twinkle in his eyes when he listened closely to the lyrics. ‘Main thing’ got him the most, leaving him with a goofy-lovesick grin plastered onto his face.

When ‘main thing’ came to a close, the room became silent, leaving Tom enough time to process the four songs you wrote about him and the meanings behind them.

You were the first to speak, “So did you like it?” You scan his face looking for any signs of dislike.

Tom’s eyes widen, “Are you kidding me? That was bloody fantastic—that was the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard! I’m obsessed with it, oh my god!” He expressed, arms moving around as he spoke.

His face was radiating with happiness, “You are the most talented and loving woman in the world. And I honestly don’t know what I did to deserve you or your love—but I just love you so fucking much.”

“I love you so fucking much too, you dork.” You laugh, pecking his lips.

“No, but seriously, thank you so much. I know you’re used to writing songs, but the fact that you actually took the time to write songs about me means a lot. They’re just a bunch of songs, but they mean the world to me and I cherish each and every one of them.” He admits, taking one of your hands and placing it onto his heart. Your palm feels the faint rhythm of his heart beating against his chest.

You tilt your head at him, mirroring the smile on his face, “I’ll always write songs about you. You somehow manage to inspire them anyway.”

Tom smirks, “Well I am Tom Holland.” You snort and roll your eyes at his humble brag.

“You’re still a dork, Tommy.” You comment.

Tom shrugs, “I’m a special dork because I’m your dork. Therefore making me superior to the other existing dorks—there’s a difference, darling.”

“And where did you come up with this hypothesis, Mr. Holland?” You question him, playing along with his antics.

“It’s Tom’s Theory.” He answers with feign seriousness. You burst out laughing, “Oh is it?”

Tom leans down to your laptop and restarts his album. “Yes, and now Tom’s Theory, believes that we should listen to the album again until I learn all the lyrics to every single song.” He proclaims.

“Babe, you don’t have to—” Tom stops you, “I’m dead serious.”

It was going to be a long night.

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[cursingtoji]

Royals

Pairing: Gojo x Roality/Sorcerer!Reader

Summary: Yuji was told by his sensei that someone very special was coming to evaluate his new cursed energy.

Warning: fem pronouns, slightly suggestive, hickeys, established relationship.

a/n: naruto's anbu uniform is what i based reader's outfit off, so keep that in mind i guess? i apologize if i forgot some tag in the warnings, feel free to point anything out to me. thank u and enjoy <3

“How pontual” Gojo smiled when he felt your presence on the top of the building he was standing along with Yuji.

“Huh?” Yuji looked around confused till he saw a black silhouette behind him.

“Hope you don’t mind Yuji-kun, I wanted a professional opinion and called a friend”.

“Are you sure this is the best place to do this Gojo?” You asked going around the boy with pink hair staring at his figure and sensing his cursed energy.

The building you agreed to meet him was one of the tallest in Tokyo, you could barely see the people on the streets from here.

“Sensei, is your friend a ninja?” Yuji asked, staring back at your figure, your black outfit left no skin to be shown while the kitsune mask covered your whole face and two swords remained crossed at your back.

“You worry too much Princess, don’t you believe I am the strongest?” You frown upon the use of the pet name. Yuji tilted his head to the side.

“I just don’t want things to go out of control” you moved your hands to remove the kitsune mask, your identity would still be protected by the mask that covered your nose and mouth beneath it, but Gojo stopped your hands as soon as you approached him.

“Keep it on until we finish okay?” He smiled, although he did not say anything else this was enough for you to understand he did not want the curse inside Yuji to cross eyes with you. “I’ll explain later, Yuji, now can you give us ten seconds with Sukuna?” Gojo stretched his arms preparing for a quick battle.

You moved to the corner of the building to give him space but still keeping an eye on the pink haired kid.

He was so young...

Black marks soon appeared on the kid’s body and the new cursed energy overwhelmed you making a shiver run up your spine.

As the heir of a clan that for centuries has the ability to control cursed energy, this scared you.

Sukuna’s energy was enough to destroy a big city like Tokyo as easily as a snap of a finger. In the past your clan helped Sukuna by increasing his cursed energy during battles but in the end, your clan also helped destroy Sukuna by suppressing his cursed energy as much as they could. Gojo asked you to come watch a quick demonstration, if the plan succeeded and Yuji managed to live long enough to eat all Sukuna’s fingers, it would be just a matter of time until the king of curses took control of the vessel and attempted some kind of mass destruction. If the time comes you wanted to be able to perform the same act that your clan did in the past.

Although, since Sukuna’s downfall your clan did not act as sorcerers anymore, instead they turned into rulers and politicians, living in big cities as Tokyo and controlling cursed energy just by existing there, a natural balance to the modern world, they would tell you, but none of this changed your mind when you decided to break the chain and become a sorcerer almost ten years ago.

The fight started when Sukuna ran towards Gojo murmuring something about seeing him again. Gojo controlled the situation fast by immobilizing Sukuna on the floor, far enough to not harm you.

“So?” Gojo asked, looking at your direction.

“You asked me to not do anything so I can’t say for sure, but I think it’s possible” you answered the white haired man.

Sukuna’s attention now was brought to you, he tried to read your cursed energy, you sensed that, but with the kitsune mask covering your face and eyes you doubt he recognized you as part of the clan that caused his downfall one thousand years ago.

Gojo again smiled at you, proud of you being able to take such a fast reading without messing with Sukuna’s energy, which he asked you to not do.

It would be better for everyone if Sukuna doesn’t make a target of you so soon.

“Alright, guess we are done for now” Gojo raised as soon as Yuji took back control of his body. You watched amazed as the cursed energy came back to a normal level.

Gojo asked Ijichi to drive Yuji back to the school and promised to talk to Yuji in the morning.

“I don’t know, Satoru. There’s only so much I can do alone, and I’m sure the rest of my clan won’t get involved with Sukuna if he returns. This is a huge responsibility for me...” you stopped talking, not even wanting to consider the possibility of such a powerful curse having complete control to do whatever he pleases and you not being able to do much by yourself.

“I won’t put you in danger, but for now it would be good if you could stick around Yuji, just to observe... I can put a good word for you with Yaga” Gojo dropped his arm around your shoulder playfully.

“You really want me to stay at jujutsu tech Tokyo just to keep an eye on him?” You removed the kitsune mask, now allowing Gojo to see your teasing eyes.

“I have my own selfish reasons too”.

The next morning Yuji crossed his path with Nanami around the school, having worked together once Yuji felt comfortable with asking Nanami about his sensei’s friend.

“Oi Nanami, do you know Gojo-sensei’s ninja friend? I met them last night but still don’t know what happened”.

Nanami stared at Yuji like he was speaking some foreign language “...Ninja?”

The elder was about to ask him to elaborate when the said sensei turned around the corner with you by his side.

“Gojo-san, Ojou-sama” Nanami bowed low when he noticed you coming closer.

“Ojou-sama?” Yuji looked at the person walking to them alongside Gojo. He did not recognize you at first, you now were using a colored Yukata and nothing covering your face.

“Nanami please, you know me long enough to drop this title” you smiled at your friend.

Yuji quickly made the connection between Nanami using the princess title and Gojo calling you Princess yesterday.

“Oh sensei, I didn’t know you had a girlfriend. You two make a beautiful couple” Yuji smiled.

“Itadori, show respect, Y/n-sama is an actual royal” Nanami whispered to Yuji.

After the downfall of Sukuna your clan reigned for a while, being the heir of the main clan branch and if your clan was still reigning that would technically make you a princess. Nanami insisted on referring to you as Ojou-sama in public even though you two attended school together years ago and long passed the formal titles.

“Sorry” Yuji bowed, still confused.

“It’s okay Itadori-kun, we will have enough time to get to know each other” you assured the pink haired boy.

“You are moving here?” Nanami asked.

“Isn’t it great?” Gojo smiled widely, now placing his arms on your shoulders and Nanami’s. “It will be like old times again”.

“Yaga accepted my request to stay on the campus and assist the kids,” you explained Nanami. Of course he knew that by ‘the kids’ you mean Itadori and his new found cursed energy.

“What a great set of teachers you will have Yuji-kun” Gojo tight his grip around you and Nanami “Why don’t you go find Fushiguro and Kugusaki while I show y/n her room?”.

“Yes, sensei!” Yuji smiled and bowed again before leaving to find his team mates.

“Let’s keep y/n secret between us, okay Nanami?” Gojo asked now that the three of you were alone. “Sukuna might not find out about y/n’s origins if she doesn’t mess with his or Itadori’s energy, the elders agreed to keep her around for now as protection”.

“I see… Well let me know if you need anything, Ojou-sama” Namami replied and fixed his tie.

“I need you to stop using that title, Kento” you smiled again at your stubborn friend and dropped Gojo’s arm from your shoulder going back to the path that led to your dorm.

“Always so polite, Nanamin” Gojo teased “Just don’t forget I’m the only one allowed to get on my knees for her” he released Nanami’s shoulder leaving his fellow sorcerer flushed.

“What did you tell him?” you asked Gojo when he got back to your side.

“Nothing he doesn’t know already” his large palm touched your lower back.

Your arrangements with Gojo were something known only by the heads of your clan, the two of you and few close friends. A promise made almost ten years ago allowed you to attend jujutsu tech and become a sorcerer if the only descendant of the Gojo clan married you by the time both of you got to your thirties. There was nothing in it for Satoru, but he agreed even though he barely left his teenage years.

“Satoru, What are we gonna do now?” you asked looking at your feet.

“We can start by getting you a pretty uniform, maybe a short skirt and a v-line” the hand that wasn’t at your back moved to the collar of your Yukata exposing more of your neck and collar bones and all the purple and blue marks painted there “A masterpiece like that has to be shown”.

“You are shameless” you slapped his hand away and adjusted your Yukata back. His flirty personality taking your mind away from the new responsibility of being Yuji’s guardian. “You know, we are two years away from the arrangements and I still wonder why you accepted it” you confessed, stopping in your tracks.

“Oh Princess, I’ll always be taking the side of rebel soul and you so happened to be the one that stole my heart from day one, you are not getting cold feet now, are ya?” he leaned and placed his arm on the wall behind you, an old habit that made you flushed when you two were younger, but now you can only bite your lips and raise a hand to lower his blindfold and meet his shining eyes full of admiration.

“Marrying the prince that saved me and the strongest jujutsu sorcerer? How could I get scared of that?”.

“Prince huh? I can get used to it”.

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[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N as Vampires

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

summary: your ‘best friend’ jungwon was turned into a blood sucking beast without you even knowing. with you looking like a prey, jungwon’s thirst for blood became more uncontrollable.

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a/n: And it started, I just want to tell you that i hope you enjoy this one. I hope jungwon receive love because i really tried to write this well hehe. Also, I reached 300 followers today, I’m so happy! Thank you so much guys! Ily! Anyway, have a nice day! 🌸 (Taglist still open!)

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"jungwon! where are you?" jay was out of breath as he arrived inside Jungwon's dorm room. He was told that the younger one wasn't able to attend class because he's not feeling well.

"over here, hyung!" jay followed the groaning voice of jungwon.

The moment he arrived inside Jungwon's bathroom, he saw him inside the tub, drenched with sweat, pale and fangs were present inside his mouth.

"hey, how are you feeling?" jay sounded so worried for him. He quickly grabbed a towel and wet it with cold water.

"not so good. I feel so hot all over my body like something wants to come out from me." Jungwon grunted in pain and Jay can't help but to slightly feel guilty.

He was the one who turned him into a vampire a couple days ago. He thought Jungwon will adapt easily but he realizes he's still young and his body kind of finding it hard to adjust.

"That's normal. Where's the other packs of blood I kept for you?" he asked. jungwon shut his eyes and groaned, fangs burying slightly over at his lower lip.

"I finished all of them." Jay snapped his head at his direction, brows furrowed hardly.

"You what? I told you to take it easy with the consumption of blood. Your body is still adjusting." he exclaimed a bit frustrated. He knew leaving those packs of blood here with him is not a wise choice but he also don't want him eating his dorm-mates.

"I got so hungry. Sorry, hyung." Jungwon knew he's at fault.

He just couldn't handle the hunger he felt last night. It was dreadful and he thought he'll loose his mind if he didn't drink any blood. He’s still lucky that he resist from eating his dorm-mates right outside his room.

“Okay, hold up. I’ll get more packs for you.” Jay told him and he just nodded his head and tried to endure the pain.

He rested his head over at the tub and let himself calm down. The pain was unbearable but at least his hyung is here now. He knows what to do and Jungwon know he can help him. Minutes felt like hours and the next thing Jungwon knew was Jay was already holding some packs of blood in front of him.

He suddenly felt so hungry and consumed it all. Jay was just silently watching him, a smirk slowly growing over his face as he starred at Jungwon enjoying his meal.

“Feeling better?” Jay asked and rested his palm over at his broad shoulders. Jungwon trailed his eyes from the drink up to his Jay hyung. He smiled at the younger one when he saw how his eyes turned back to normal. It wasn’t red anymore and his fangs were not visible either.

“Yeah, sorry to rush you here, hyung.” he said feeling a bit guilty that he made him worried. Jay just gave him a nod before messing his hair once. He helped him get up from the tub and handed him a towel to dry himself.

While trying to dress up both of Jungwon and Jay’s head turned over the door of his room even before someone can knock. They can hear pretty clearly so they already knew somebody was there.

“Y/n...” Jungwon opened his eyes as your familiar scent went through his nostrils, eyes turned red for a second out of excitement just by smelling your scent. Jay furrowed his brows as he watch Jungwon stare right at the door. 

“Your best friend? What is she doing here?” he was a bit confused why the girl was here and how did she even get inside. He was sure he had locked the door after the last dorm-mate of Jungwon left.

“Maybe to check on me?” Jungwon stood up to get a fresh white t-shirt before he walk towards the door. Jay leaned over the door of his bathroom as he eyed him with a playful smile over his lips.

“How did she get in? I locked the door.”

He saw how Jungwon’s ears turned a bit red, n “U-uh, I gave her a spare key.” there’s no point in lying. He really did gave you a spare key so you can go here wherever you want.

“So she visit often?” Jay teased. Jungwon gulped and his face was soon tinted by bright red shade. He chuckled finding it interesting to tease him.

“You know it’s not safe to do that anymore. She can’t make unexpected visit, not when you’re still like this.” Jay told Jungwon, this time with a serious face.

He knew you’re somebody who’s close and special for Jungwon. He’s not that stupid to not notice the way he look and care for you. So before any accidents can even occur, he wanted to prevent it. He doesn’t want Jungwon to do something he’ll surely regret in the future.

“She’s y/n, hyung. I won’t do anything to harm her.” Jungwon said in a low voice. Deep inside, he was actually doubting himself.

“She’s like a walking prey for you.” was the last he said before Jungwon’s head snapped towards his door because of a light knock.

“Wonie?” your soft voice echoed from outside and Jungwon gulped trying to contain his excitement. He doesn’t know what’s up with him but he just wanted to set his eyes over to you.

Jungwon turned his head to look over at his Jay hyung but he was not there anymore. He sighed and opened the door for you. He have no other choice but to face you. If he won’t resist it and control it, he can hurt you. So he must manage to do it because he have no intention of staying away from you.

Your eyes looked so worried for him. Without even a warning you threw yourself at him, embracing him. “What happened to you? Are you okay? Are you sick?” you were so worried for him. The moment you heard from his dorm-mate that he was sick, you ran your way here not even thinking about your classes.

Jungwon was taken a back, eyes turning red because of your pleasing smell. He felt a bit dizzy and almost loose it but he shake his head and quickly buried his face over at your neck as his arms slowly snaked around your waist.

“I wasn’t feeling okay a while ago.” he mumbled, slightly getting out of handle. He kind of forgot that he’s extra strong so he sort of squished you. With your small winced because of pain, he snapped back to reality.

“O-Oh sorry, did i hug you too tight?” you just let out a chuckle after messing his hair a bit then pulled away from his hug. Your small delicate hands cupped both of his cheeks as you stared over at his eyes.

“How are you feeling?” you asked still worried, he showed you his bunny smile.

“I’m okay now, I’m just starving.” he said.

“I’ll buy you food! Is chicken and rice sounds okay?” you asked him, Jungwon didn’t felt the same excitement he used to feel whenever he hear chicken. It seems too bland for him.

“That would be so much okay.” he kept his cheeky smile while starring at you.

He lied, but he didn’t lie about being hungry. It’s just he wanted something else.

It was a great morning for you, the weather’s nice and you’ve woken up pretty energetic so you decided to go to school early. Smiling while the cold breeze blew towards you, you trailed over the silent road. There’s just a few students around the campus, maybe because it’s still too early.

As you walk silently, you can’t help your mind but to wonder over Jungwon. These past few days, you can’t deny some sudden changes between your friend. You can’t help but to notice it since you’re always together.

You blushed as his face flashed right in your mind. Jungwon was always attractive for you. He’s good looking and nobody can deny that. He was kind of popular with the girls in your batch but it seems like he’s not really interested with them.

Your mind was pretty much busy thinking about Jungwon that you didn't even realize the person in front of you. With a light groan, you softly massage your forehead that hit the person.

"i'm sorry, i wasn't looking--" you can't continue what you were saying when you saw Jungwon in front of you with that playful grin.

You chuckled and hit his arm lightly. "I thought it was somebody else! What are you doing here so early?" you asked him pulling him beside you so you can walk together now. He just shrugged his shoulders off then put his hands inside his pocket.

While waiting for his response you can't help but to look down to your feet and check if he's wearing a different shoes today. Your brows furrowed at the sight of the familiar pair of rubber shoes. He didn't have a new pair, by why does he appeared to he much taller now?

“I just feel like going to school early.” but your attention wasn’t in him anymore.

"Jungwon?" you called out as you now stared at him. He glanced down at you for a while before looking back in front.

"What?"

"Are you wearing insoles?" your question was harmless and innocent but it made Jungwon snap his head towards you then scoffed, the corner of his lips lifting over at one side.

"What? No I don't. Y/n, why would I wear insoles?" he said like you just asked a very hilarious question.

You pursed your lips and then halted both of you from walking. He stopped, and you made him face you while you’re furrowing your brows. You’re taking this too seriously. And Jungwon’s not gonna lie, you kind of look cute looking so focused.

“No, you don’t understand.” you started and even pointed your eyes at him. Jungwon starred right into them making you blush.

“I’m pretty sure your shoulder is at my eye level but now...” Jungwon glanced over at his shoulder then back at your eyes.

“Your shoulder level is the same as the top of my head.” Jungwon smiled and raised his hand resting it at the top of your head.

“Then, maybe I grew?”

“That fast? We’re always together! You can’t just grew taller just like that unless I shrunk.” he then chuckled as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer to his cold body.

Your brows once again furrowed when you felt how cold he is. 

“Maybe you really did shrunk.” he teased. You rolled your eyes completely shoving away the thoughts from your mind and just focused on glaring at him. He’s always been like this. One of his favorite thing to do was to pissed you off. You were used to it but you didn’t mean that you don’t get pissed at him.

“See you later!” he waved cutely at you before he started walking away from you. He’s on his way to his class after he walked you over at yours.

Eyes still darted over his back, your smile slowly faded. The thoughts about the sudden changes with him again occurred in your mind. You kept on convincing yourself that it’s nothing but something in you also tells you that something’s going on with him.

First he skipped classes days ago because he said he was sick, then he came back looking a bit more pale than usual, he became a bit bulky as well, even his height changed! And you’re not quite sure but he’s unusually stronger in some ways you couldn’t explain.

You snapped back to reality when the school bell rang, you hurriedly went to your seat and settled in. You don’t have much friends and it’s Jungwon who’s always keep you company so you can’t help but to feel lonely whenever he’s not in the same class as yours.

You decided to get your work book and open to the lesson your class didn’t finish last meeting. When you’re lazily flipping the pages of your book, you unintentionally heard your two classmates talking.

“Yah, have you heard about the news?”

“Which one?”

“The one that says that some people in our town were still missing.” your hand halted from flipping pages when you heard that. You don’t know why but you suddenly felt goosebumps all over your body.

“Really? Again?” 

“What do you mean by again?”

“Well, I remember my Mom telling me this story that her grandmother had told her once. She said that people here used to be missing and when they’re found, they’re usually dead.”

“What? That sounds so scary!”

“I know right? She also mention that there’s no lead to whom did it. Nothing else was there but two small bite marks at the person’s body.” she continued. Your brows furrowed and soon you shut your eyes as you breath heavily.

You just realized you’re not moving anymore so you started flipping the book’s pages once again.

“Bite marks? What do you suggest? There’s vampire here? Come on! They don’t exist.” the other girl even chuckled.

“I also don’t believe unless my eyes sees them but there’s nothing wrong with being aware with those kind of creatures. It’s even scarier knowing they look like humans.” 

You don’t know what got into you but Jungwon suddenly popped in your head. You tilted your head at the side and just resumed from flipping the pages of your book.

“Don’t think too much, y/n. There’s no way Jungwon’s a vampre.” you even let out a small chuckle while mumbling those words.

Your days slowly went back to normal with Jungwon. You just decided to shrugged those changes of him away. Besides, it’s not like Jungwon changed as a person. It’s mostly just his physical appearance. He even got even more good-looking which is not a bad thing.

Now, you’re at the library doing some homework with Jungwon. He was busy writing over at his notebook when you suddenly yawned out of tiredness. He chuckled beside you then glances over at your side.

“Tired?” he asked. You smiled a little, nodding your head a little.

“Go sleep for a while. I’ll wake you up after an hour.” he said and you felt thankful for him. You rested your head over at the table you’re occupying. Slowly, you drifted into deep slumber.

Jungwon was busy doing his homework when you suddenly turn in your sleep making your hair cover your faces. He chuckled letting go of his pen then gently brushed away the hair off your face. He thought you were sleeping really peacefully.

His fingers unexpectedly touched your neck as he brushed the hair off. His eyes trailed over your now exposed neck. He gulped starring fiercely at it. It looked so inviting that he can’t help but to let his fingers grace at it once more.

Roaming his eyes around, Jungwon checked if there’s other people around near you. When he saw that it was clear, he opened his mouth letting his sharp fangs show off as his eyes turn red because of excitement.

He’s a bit more in control now so doing this stuff won’t be too much problem. He also have his daily supply of blood that he make sure to take in order to not be so thirsty every time he saw humans walking around him.

“Your blood smell so good, y/n.” he whispered as he rest one of his hand at the back of your chair as the other one rested at the table. He leaned closer to you, specially over at your neck.

He shut his eyes enjoying your fresh scent, “You’re driving me crazy.” he carefully muttered making sure he won’t wake you up.

He sighed, his breath fanning at your neck. It didn’t wake you up and even when Jungwon place a swift feather like kiss at your neck, it didn’t disturb your sleep. He leaned away, slowly hiding his fangs away. He smiled looking at you with full adore and desire.

“I’ll be just fine as long as you’re there.” 

One fact why Jungwon gave you a key to their dorm is because sometimes, you have this bad nightmares. These nightmares often wakes you up from your sleep and you can’t doze off once again unless Jungwon’s around. You can’t sneak him in your dorms so you’re sneaking to theirs instead. 

So one night, another nightmare woke you up from your sleep, your breath hitched as you arise from your bed, beads of sweat were all over your face and your clothes were drenched by it too. Not waiting for another second you moved and get ready to go at Jungwon’s dorm.

The location of your dorm buildings were a bit far but you often do this so it’s nothing to you anymore. Those sounds around you while walking alone at the dark road was nothing, you were already used to it.

You arrived at his place and quickly opened the door to his room only to be greeted by an empty one. Your brows furrowed as you took of your hood from your head. After taking off your shoes, you walked over his bathroom to check if he was there but he isn’t. You can’t help but to get worried because it’s already late at night. 

When it’s already your tenth time calling him, your head snapped towards the door when it suddenly opened. You stormed to Jungwon with furrowed brows and quickly cage him with your embrace.

Jungwon was caught off guard but manage to wrap his arm around you as well. He thought he was just hallucinating when he smelled your scent from outside his room.

“What are you doing here, Y/n?” he asked surprise. He was out with some of his friends. They out in a look-out for the person behind the people missing around town. It was affecting all of the vampires so it's also their concern.

You pulled away from the hug and glared at him.

“Where were you?! Do you know what’s going on in our town right now? People are missing! What are you doing outside late at night?!” You can’t help but to raise your voice at him. You were so worried and he wasn’t answering your calls.

Jungwon starred right at your worried face. He doesn’t know what to feel as he watch you get mad at him. He held you tighter and closer feeling your body shaking a bit.

“Exactly, y/n. It’s not safe to go outside so why did you go here alone?” unlike you, he was calmer but you can definitely hear that he's worried. He raised his one hand and softly caress your warm face.

Your eyes trailed over at his cold hand and you held it with yours, gulping. “I got nightmares so I went here.”

Jungwon finally understand why you’re here. His shoulder fell as he cupped your cheeks before dropping a quick kiss over at your forehead. His lips were cold too.

“Then let’s get you tucked in.” and you two laid down over at his bed. It smells just like him so it really comfort you.

You scooted closer to Jungwon trying to make him feel warmer by your body temperature. You thought that because he went outside, he got cold. You rested your head over at his chest and your hand as well. He leaned his head down closer to yours as he closed his eyes, enjoying the matching heart beats of yours and his heart. It was addicting and somehow felt illegal.

“y/n?” he called out your name softly.

“hmm?” you hummed trying hard to understand what he’ll gonna say. You’re slowly feeling sleepy just by Jungwon laying beside you.

“Will you ever get scared of me?”

His questions rings inside your head, completely waking up your whole system. Slowly, you tried opening your now heavy eyelids. You inhaled his manly scent before you slowly raised your head to meet his eyes.

“What kind of question is that? I will never be afraid of you.” you said letting one of your hand rest over his cheeks.

He smiled, swiftly kissing the hand over at his cheeks then your forehead.

“Go to sleep now.” and that was cue to drifting into dreamland while enjoying Jungwon’s comfort.

“Jay hyung.” the older one turns his head over at Jungwon as he walked inside his dorm. He glanced at him for a while before he went back over to what he was doing.

“What?”

Jungwon sat down over at his bed, “How can I turn somebody into a vampire?” Jungwon straightly asked.

Jay didn’t budge from what he was doing. He’s actually not even surprised with his question. He somehow expected it already and he even knows to whom Jungwon wants to use it.

“Did you asked y/n if she wants to be like us?” Jay fired at him that made him dumbfounded for a while.

“How did you know it was for her?” Jungwon asked blushing. Jay smirked and turned his chair to face him.

“I just knew it. So... did you ask her?”

With a low head and discouraged face, Jungwon shake his head. He didn’t even told you that he’s now a vampire. He’s scared that you’ll fear him and much worst, you’ll start avoiding him.

“Look, Jungwon. Being a vampire means we don’t get old. Meaning if you turned her she will eventually watch her loved ones grow old and die.”

Jungwon’s face turned serious as your smiling face quickly went inside his mind.

“She’ll have me.” he muttered under his voice.

“That’s given, but are you sure she’ll be happy to be with you? Will she be willing to have just you?” And it got him.

Jungwon may know that you value him but up until now, you still don’t confirm feelings for him. He isn’t sure if you feel the same way as him. It was dreadful for him, but one thing’s for sure. Jungwon wants to be with you for a very long time.

Your head turned over at your back as you heard small unwanted sounds behind. It was late already and you’re currently on you way back at your dorms. You kind of regret now why you stayed so late at the library to finish an assignment.

“Oh shit.” you softly cursed as you tried picking up your stuff that scattered all over the floor because you dropped them out of panic.

Your heart was beating like crazy because you already knew somebody was following you. After picking everything up, you stood up, with a hurried steps you started walking again.

As you reach the last building that you need to passed by for you to arrive at your dorms, you noticed a familiar built. Even without fully seeing his face because it’s dark, you knew who it was.

Finally feeling a bit relieved, you smiled, “Jungwon?” you called out his name softly.

He didn’t respond but he walked closer letting the light of the moon shine right at his beautiful face. Your smile slowly faded as you saw how his eyes were at the unusual shade of red. His mouth opened slightly, letting you take a glance of two sharp fangs over his mouth. He smirked, letting his lips ran over his lower lip once.

You got stoned in your position. You were beyond scared. It was almost not him. With a step back, the cold night wind blew towards you and Jungwon disappeared.

The next thing you knew, he was behind you, towering over at your shaking body. You didn’t move and just stayed where you are. You felt like crying but you’re mind was blank.

“Is that fear I see in your eyes, y/n?” you heard his voice beside your ears as his breath fan over your neck.

You shut your eyes and pursed your lips. Jungwon... he’s a vampire. You felt his hands held your shaking arm. That was the last thing you remembered until you woke up inside  this unfamiliar bed.

You’ve never been here so you felt lost. Slowly, even with an aching head, you tried getting up. You remembered being with Jungwon before you lost consciousness.

“You took her here without even asking her if she agrees?” you heard a faint voice from somewhere. It was like he was talking to somebody.

“I was scared she’ll ran away from me. You’re not the one who saw the fear in her eyes.” your steps halted when you heard Jungwon’s voice.

You started following it with light and careful steps. It leads you towards another room. Together with him was Jay.

“She saw your eyes red and you even showed her your fangs. Who wouldn’t be afraid?” Jay have this grin over his face.

“I— Its just i’m desperate. I want to turn her in.”

“And if she says no?”

“I’ll still turn her.” he made up his mind. He did think this through and he decided to be selfish.

Jay laughed at what he heard. It’s interesting seeing Jungwon like this. He never saw him wants something like this.

“There’s a big chance that she’ll despise you.”

Jungwon clicked his tongue at the side of hia cheeks and balled his fist.

“I’ll just deal with it later on. I can’t live without her, hyung. I love her and I’ll have her in any way.” he sounded determine.

Jay starred at the young lad before he smiled, “Then let’s turn her in.” he stood up from where he was sitting.

He once again glanced at Jungwon, “And fyi, you aren’t alive anymore.” he said with a smirk.

Jungwon chuckled and stood up as well. They both headed towards the door and you didn’t even moved an inch. The moment they saw you, they were surprised that you were standing there.

“Y/n.” Jungwon.

You starred right at his eyes. Those familiar doe eyes that you adored since day one. That cute nose that you find adorable when he crunch them. You loved him dearly to the point that even after seeing those blood packs in his dorm the last time you went there because of nightmare, you stayed. Shaking not just because you’re worried for him but also because you just realized he is a vampire.

As your tears fell from your eyes, you rush your way towards Jungwon and hug him. He was dumbfounded as he felt your warmth around his body. Jay was just there watching both of you, leaning beneath the door frame.

“I love you.” you mumbled under your breath.

His brows furrowed as his arm slowly surrounds you. “Y/n I’m a—”

“I know.”

“Since when?”

You sniffed resting your face closer to his chest, “The night I went to your dorm.”

His eyes grew big, “That was a month ago.”

He was surprised to know that you were aware for over a month. You didn’t even change the way you treat him.

“H-How did—”

“I saw your blood packs and I’ve been noticing the changes in you.” you answered.

You don’t know if this is right. You just know that you love him and you also don’t know if you can live without him.

Jungwon was stunned for a while before he slowly leaned closer, tightening his hug.

“I wanna turn you, baby.”

You bit your lower lip as you tight your eyes slowly. Slowly moving away from him, you met his eyes. Showing him a small sincere smile, you lifted your hand cupping his face.

“If that’s the only way I can be with you for a long time, I’d let you.”

Jungwon’s eyes turned red instantly. Your eyes were filled with nothing but affection for him. Jungwon smirked leaning down at you for a soft kiss at your lips.

“I love you, Jungwon.” and his kisses moved from your lips to your jaw and to your neck.

After dropping a kiss at your neck he told you he’ll suck some blood from you. You shut your eyes nodding your head as you slowly tilted your head for him.

Jungwon let his sharp fangs showed and leaned closer, you bit your lower lip to prevent from screaming but it was painful and you started feeling dizzy. Jungwon’s eyes turned intensely red as he held your waist as a support for you.

Jay walked towards Jungwon and slit his wrist with a knife. As blood rush down from his opened wound, he brought it closer to your lips and let you drink his blood.

You felt even more dizzy after taking in his blood. Jungwon was quick enough to catch you as you lost consciousness. Jungwon moved away from your neck and carried you by his arms.

“I love you more, y/n. Let’s be together for a long time.”

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if you’re still willing to write blurbs from tokens (which i LOVE btw), could you do one about y/n’s first time? you mentioned that she lost her virginity to jj, and i would love to see how that played out <3

thank you!! 🥰 and okay so for some reason these past few weeks I haven’t been able to write at all (it’s killing me lmao) so these are gonna be headcanons cause that’s all I can do (here’s the series masterlist if any of u are interested) needless to say, nsfw below the cut

So it was definitely Y/N initiating it. I’m pretty sure it was mentioned that she came onto him first when it happened, ‘cause even though it wasn’t wrong of him to be attracted to her, he still kinda followed that unspoken “no macking on John B’s sister” rule between the Pogues.

They kissed once the week before, but he just told himself it was a one-off thing because they were both grieving/upset/lonely after losing someone they loved. In the first few weeks after John B and Sarah were lost at sea, Kie and Pope parted from the group all the time and left her and JJ living alone in the Chataeu together. He figured, since they were going through shit together and we’re isolating themselves from the world together, that it wasn’t serious.

Buuuut the man is only human, and when she made her intentions clear, that no macking rule was nowhere to be found.

This time, it was clearly different. They were making out on that couch where they had their first kiss (on the back porch) and things were getting pretty heated.

She’d come out of the house after she showered to find him smoking out there and sat down next to him while scrolling through her phone for a good five minutes before she clicked it off, let it fall face down on the couch cushion, and was essentially like “I’m bored, wanna make out?” since they’d already kissed before.

They were going at it for a while before she realized he was hard, but clearly not doing anything about it because he knew she was super inexperienced, and was like oh okay and thought about it for another few minutes before she decided to make a move.

It was somewhat difficult for her to get her hand between them to start palming him through his shorts since he was on top of her, his weight keeping her pinned to the couch. But when she did, it took him a delayed few seconds to jerk away from her in surprise. She took it as a massive ego crush, obviously, and her face got so red as she asked if she did something wrong, apologizing profusely before he could even get a word out.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, JJ, I should’ve asked first—“

He was immediately grabbing her wrists to pull her hands away from where they covered her face in embarrassment, and she was mortified to see him laughing. Not the brightest move on his part, considering how mortified she looked, but he couldn’t help himself.

He made it very clear he wasn’t laughing at what she did though, just how cute her reaction had been. The laughter died down hella fast when he had to get serious for a second to ask her if she actually wanted to take things further or if it was yet another one-off incident like the other time they kissed.

Needless to say, he outright refused to do it out there. He wouldn’t necessarily have called himself a sentimental person when it came to sex, and he sure as hell wasn’t picky about where it happened for himself, but he knew it was her first time and wanted it to be somewhat special for her—meaning he wasn’t about to let it happen on a cramped, uncomfortable couch that wasn’t even tall enough for them to lay without bending their legs.

Once they actually were in her room and got to the main event, it was sort of like it was his first time too. He wasn’t used to being as caring and gentle during sex as he was with her that night, murmuring soft praises to keep her confidence up and reassure her when she seemed unsure of what she was doing. His hands guided her hips as he instructed her to move with him. Then, once she seemed to match the rhythm of his thrusts, he pulled her arms up around his shoulders and started to fuck her a little harder.

He found it hot to teach her what to do tbh. She kept looking to him for guidance and hung off his every word, and he already knew he liked being in control but that really confirmed that for him.

The only part that he didn’t enjoy as much was the position. It was her first time, so missionary was a no brainer and pretty much a rite of passage, but every other time they had after that up until the day they did their matching tattoos, they never did it that way again. JJ always felt uneasy with the inherent intimacy of that position until he got more comfortable with/fully started to trust her.

I feel like it was just very sweet and soft, and he was very attentive to her needs and feelings the whole time, which made it a very new and fresh experience for him too since he’d never been someone’s first before. After all, they knew each other for years, so he already cared about her a lot more than most people and had feelings for her on top of that, so he really wanted it to be good.

She was in heaven the entire time once she got over the initial discomfort at first. It was like her best daydreams came to life. Her brother’s hot best friend, a notorious player, was taking her virginity and being so sweet with her. He kept praising her, kissing her, and looking at him was nearly enough in and of itself to turn her on. I meannn, seeing him start to work up a sweat and watching his muscles flex with his movements 👀

She genuinely thought she was dreaming it here and there cause it literally felt like a wet dream

But, once it was over and they were confronted with the reality of what happened, it was clear it wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t awkward, but the realization of what they did definitely hit them and they were kind of laying there like, “Did that actually just happen?” for a while.

They were back to joking around and being the same oblivious idiots we know and love after he helped her clean up and tossed her one of his shirts from the dresser tho.

They started having casual sex later that week and then we all know what happens after that ;)