#the cicada thought it was me ok . I WANNA KISS HIM ?????

[lqcb97]

[mr-peptobismol]

Anon that bullied you about Sukuna. You can call me whatever. Think of me as something that may or may not exist.

“The clouds overshadowed everything, yet light still managed to escape them, illuminating the one good thing he had at the moment.”

What time of year is it? And what time of day is it? Certain animals make certain noises depending on the time. Since it appears to be the evening the Evening Cicada would be a good pick. It’s associated wuth melancholy and tragedy.

“Megumi pulls Yuji in for a kiss, guiding the knife he had hidden into Yuji’s back.”

Aggresive mimicry is when a hunting strategy involves luring prey with mimicry. Sometimes this results as a predator pretending to be a potential mate. You might do good with an animal metaphor here. And expanding on how being the predator makes Megumi feel worse.

“A few seconds left of life, and all Yuji can do is cling to Megumi. “Fushiguro- I don’t want to die… I don’t wanna die…!” He cries, clinging on tighter as he cried. The next moments were a blur.”

This would be a good time to compare the wails to a dying prey animal. Megumi canonically likes documentaries and animals. He’ll probably call a particularly brutal scene from one.

““Wake up.” He gently shakes the corpse, only then realizing the blood that stained his clothes and his hands.”

Megumi might compare himself to a dog that has caught the car and doesn’t know what to do. Might even get angry that Yuji didn’t fight back more.

“Megumi, doing whatever he could to protect Yuji, would lay down his life, here and now. “With this treasure I summon-”

Running with the dog metaphor this would be more like food aggression. Yuji is his kill and no one else is allowed to have it. He might not even summon Mahoraga because that would mean it would eat Yuji too. You could do something where he summons the Divine Dogs and he looks more beast-like than they do.

“The curse that had consumed Yuji’s body was approached slowly. It wasn’t stupid, it knew this wasn’t a fight that would be easily won. However, the escape it planned was cut short, the curse known as Itadori Yuji, had grabbed a hold of it. It didn’t even give it a second thought before consuming the curse whole. Just as it had done to his body.”

This would be a great time to remark on how Megumi turned his prey into an apex predator, almost like a manifestation of his carnal hunger.

“Fushiguro Megumi couldn’t come to terms with his death, and in the end, cursed him. The guilt he carried from his actions would keep him alive. All because loving in the world they were forced to live in was a cruel act.”

Can expand on how nature is cruel and operates on brutal cycles of consumption. Also ties it more into Buddhist stuff this series is based on.

I guess my notes are mostly. Be the insufferable gothic lit writer you’ve always wanted to be! (I’m making bold assumptions here but it’s ok to be weird with it.)

Recovered enough from surgery to respond 🙏🙏 truly living the life of an AO3 author now.

You are my savior, anon that bullies me every chapter leak. I’ll do some revisions when I find my google doc of this fic, then I’ll post it on AO3 and never update it.

Big fan of parallels but I forget to add them unless it’s a Big thing I’m emphasizing (typically seen in the RPs I do rather than fics 💔💔)

Also thank you for helping me develop my writing in general 🫶🫶 I’m using it to make children cry over fictional characters I’ve created, as you intended

[tinylilacbun]

Ok ok hear me out

Big man daddy!thor beinf totally shit scared of cicadas for some reason they scream at him

Reader not knowing and going out in the garden and come back with like 13 cicadas on her

Rip thor✋

Scary bugs?

(GIF not mine)

Pairing: daddy!Thor x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, bugs (cicadas), slight angst, fluff

A/N: Rip me ✋🏻😩 I just googled what they are because I never heard of them and now I'm scared. To be be honest, I watched 2 videos and they say they are harmless but STILL THEY LOOK SCARY I WOULD UNDERSTAND HIM

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When you woke up from your nap you looked over at your still sound asleep Daddy and decided not to wake him and to go into the gardens.

You found some beautiful bugs on a tree and wanted to show them to your Daddy when he woke up.

Little did you know that those bugs were cicadas and that Thor is beyond scared of them.

On your way back to your chambers you crossed Loki on the way and he needed a second look at you to see your hands and arms were full of those said bugs.

"Uh, little one. What are you doing with all those bugs?" he chuckled and gestured to your arms.

"I wanna show 'em, Daddy, because they wook so beautiful," you said smiling brightly as usual and Loki smirked.

"Oh, he will love them. I'm sure of that" he pats your head and you wandered off. "he's going to kill me later, but that's worth it"

When the guards opened the doors for you, you saw him still sleeping on his back and walked next to the bed.

"Daddy" you whispered and he stirred a bit. "Daddy, wake up" you tried again and he just grumbled something in response. "Daddy!"

"What happened! Is it Y/n!" he jolt upright and relaxed soon as he saw you. "God...princess, you scared- ahhh!!"

He jumped up from the bed and began to scream like a girl, which made you giggle.

"W-Why are you having these here?!" he screeched and pointed at your arms violently.

"I found 'em outside an' wanted to show you, 'cause they're beautiful" you smiled innocently and stepped closer to him.

Suddenly the bugs on you begun to scream too? And with that Thor began to scream again and covered his ears.

"What happened!" Frigga barked into the room with two guards behind her.

When she saw her son in a corner and you full of the cicadas she chuckled and turned them into butterflies, making you squeal and chase them.

While you were distracted she walked over to Thor.

"I thought you and the little one were attacked," she said and Thor looked offended.

"I WAS BEING ATTACKED!"

"I can't believe that my daughter-in-law scared you, Thor, son of Odin and God of Thunder, with some bugs" she chuckled and left.

When the butterflies disappeared you saw your Daddy, hands on his hips and catching his breath. You felt bad for scaring him and hugged him.

"Sowwy I scawed you," you said and he wrapped his arms around you. "but Loki said you would be excited to see them"

When you said that Thor pulled away and had his hands on your shoulders.

"Loki told you that?" he asked and you nodded. "All right, I'm gonna be right back"

He kissed your head and hurried out of the room and you heard him yelling out for Loki.

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[mctakahashi]

Ryosuke x Pregnant reader (your his wife)

You pull the covers up closer to your face. The fan in the room making noise and pushing air to your body. You hear the cicadas outside because the window is open letting in the night air.

Your door opens and a tall man walks through. You look up and see Ryosuke holding a glass of water.

“Has the nausea gotten any worse?” He asks and moves over to you setting a hand on your belly gingerly. Your heart flutters and your breath becomes softer.

“No. It’s been ok. If anything. I wish being pregnant was way more fun then being nauseous…” You comment and then you feel Ryosuke sit on the bed with you. His hand touching and gently rubbing circles onto your stomach.

“I know sweetheart.” You hear him say as he gently kisses your head.

The beginning of this night seemed to be long and achy for you. With your tossing and turning and even Ryosuke is up hearing you move. He even asks you if you are ok, or if you want to shower or try laying on the couch with him. You decline to all because the last thing you want is to leave the room. Mostly cause Keisuke still lived in the house Ryosuke had inherited from his parents. So you were hella nervous to sit on the couch or be anywhere other then yours and Ryosukes privet room. Which was funny cause if anything… Keisuke was the guest in the house.

•

“Honey.” You hear Ryosukes voice on edge and definitely tired. As he woke up a bit after getting you water.

“Yes?” You respond turning to him slightly sitting up.

“Maybe you should get up and walk around. Let’s go lay on the couch together.”

“You already asked me. I said no. The couch is far to uncomfortable for my back. It’s just. It’s just hot in here.” You lie as you lay back down. The temperature not bothering you one bit.

You feel the bed shift and see Ryosuke leaving the room. You assume to readjust the temp. You hear talking outside of the door and realize “now you’ve done it”. Ryosuke is talking to his brother and soon the door opens. You think it’s Ryosuke so your face lights up but it’s not. It’s Keisuke.

“The baby really giving you that much trouble?” Keisuke asks walking in. His sweat pants far to large for his waist, slowly falling down so you see the brand of his blue boxers.

You slowly nod to the question that was asked. “Yeah it’s just super weird. I feel so gross and ugh. Icky.” You say trying to make conversation knowing you were the problem. But it’s not like it was all YOUR fault. Ryosuke was the one who got you pregnant in the first place.

“Maybe go for a drive and depending on how you feel you should come back and shower or bathe. Just get refreshed.” Keisuke comments.

In your head that seemed like a good idea. Especially driving around at night with Ryosuke. You nod, sitting up but then freeze. “Yeah Nope. Wayyy to nauseous.”

The second you say that Keisuke grabs a trash can and lends it over to you. You think it must be some kind of joke but when you see his concerned face you look away. “I’m fine Keisuke.” You say laying back down.

Ryosuke soon comes back and leans close to you and looks at Keisuke. “You can go back to sleep. Sorry for waking you.” Ryosuke says taking the blame. You feel bad but you care way to much plus the baby with in you is making life difficult.

“I-I wanna cry..” you say and lean your head on Ryosukes lap. His hands gently running through your hair trying to calm your body down.

“You’ll be ok. I promise. If this is comfy. Just close your eyes and relax.” He says calmly and pulls the blanket half way up your body.

Your eyes shut and your hand rests on your belly as you try to get some sleep, luckily it seems to work cause your really relaxed and chilled now. Maybe you were just super hot.

•

The night went slow cause when you woke up for the final time that night, you see the bed is now empty and Ryosuke isnt there. You sit up and your first thought is he went out to a street race. Or he was gone to work. You got up to see if it’s true. You walk out of the room looking around slowly. The house seems very quiet. You walk down the stairs then pause. You see Keisuke on his phone typing.

“Uh… Keisuke. Have you seen your brother?” You ask finding it weird that Ryosuke would leave his pregnant wife alone in the house with the brother.

“Oh. Um. Yeah. He’s out. Not really sure where.” He says setting his phone down then turning to look at you. You get nervous so you look away.

“Um. Keisuke can I sit with you on the couch?” You ask because you felt very alone.

Keisuke only nods. “Yeah of course!” He says and gets up grabbing you a blanket. “The baby just not letting you sleep or something?” He asks as you sit down and take the blanket from him cuddling up in it.

Your hand runs down your belly while you smile. “No not this time. I woke up with a sense that I was alone so when I saw it was true I got scared… I know he works on Project D and stuff. But my fear is he will get into a car accident.”

Keisuke sits down with you and nods. “My brother is very smart. I’m sorry your so nervous.” He says calmly.

You smile shaking your head dropping the conversation. You see him lean back and play on his phone. You then lean back and start to get back into sleep. You felt relaxed and finally you got sleep.

•

In the morning you wake up and see Keisuke and Ryosuke in the kitchen. Ryosuke making coffee and Keisuke whispering, or at least trying to keep his voice down low so he wouldn’t wake you.

“H-honey?” You call out from the couch sitting up.

Ryosuke hear this and instantly sets his coffee down, taking long strides over to you. “Yes my love?”

“Where were you?” You ask him nervously.

“Takumi texted me saying something was off about his car. He wanted you to look at it.” You nod knowing you were part of the mechanics when you first met Ryosuke a few years ago. You still work for project D, Sort of. It’s kind of hard now that your on maternity leave. But… you left not telling anyone why. The only people who knew were Keisuke and Ryosuke of course.

“What did you tell him?” You ask knowing Takumi doesn’t know about the baby.

“I told him that with your pregnancy as well as the complications pregnancy brings, that it would be hard for you to get under the car to see what’s up with it.” He explains to you.

You think that was a good answer and you nod. “Good good. Yeah. Keisuke and I chilled on the couch.” You say. “I’m hungry!” You huff with red cheeks and see Ryosuke’s smile turn to a chuckle.

“Of course. Your normal?” He asks getting up.

You nod blushing and watch him walk off to make your favorite breakfast. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You hear him say as he smiles at you.

[teenitinygod]

hi it’s the young keanu reeves, i just wanna say your work is amazing chibi <3 *starts sobbing happy tears* PLEASE YOUR WORK YOUR WRITING IS SO *bites lip in anticipation* *starts sobbing again <3* *flexes a-*

ok may i request,

Atsushi trying to take Y/N on a nice date but he’s too broke to actually afford anything

stan a broke man, like me, a broke man so

a/n : why are you like this-

atsushi on a first date!

word count : 744

warnings : fluff

atsushi was never financially stable. between working at the ada and constantly picking up dazai’s tabs at the cafe. he was basically living paycheck to paycheck. so he honestly surprised himself when he asked you on a date, promising for this experience to be the best you’ve ever had.

after seeing your angelic smile, he forgot all about his financial situation, is mind flooding with far fetched promises of lavish experiences, far from his price ranges. once you left his presences that cloud 9 feeling subsided into panic. how in the hell was he going to come up with a cheap date that would forever leave an imprint in your mind.

and if he’s completely honest he didn’t know who to ask. he was on a tight budget. but he genuinely wanted to treat you to something you’d never forget. especially since his feelings had been brewing since he first joined the agency.

taking you to a nice restaurant was out of the question. he couldn’t afford to take you there, let alone find something to wear. he also thought about taking you to a carnival near the port. but inflation on ticket prices quickly made that suggestion taken off of the list.

he caved and asked naomi for help. to which her girlish nature florished. her eyes sparkling with excitement as she went over her own personal fantasies with atsushi.

he finally decided to take you to a park. something he enjoyed doing. he could buy some simple snacks and you both could talk. naomi offered to come with him early to help set up. which he was extremely grateful for.

with each day inching closer, his aniexty skyrocketed. when the day of arrived, atsushi and naomi made their way to the grassy field. finding a hill with a bit of shade and soft plush grass. the setup was perfect, a baby blue blanket covered the grass. a picnic baskets atsushi borrowed from naomi sat atop the blanket. the contents being an assortment of fruits, cheeses and a cheap sushi platter placed in a cute bento.

the summer heat kissed atsushi’s shoulders as he took a sip of the water, waving naomi goodbye and waiting for your arrival. atsushi twirled his flip phone in his hands, noticing your figure in the distance.

as always, he was amazed by your beauty. the look of confusion on your face as you scanned the field for him sent him into a fit of adoration. a shy smile brushes his lips. the corners of his mouth curling involuntary at the feeling of making eye contact with him. only for the look to be returned as your pace picked up, excited at seeing what this date had in store.

your voice filled his ears as you greeted him, pulling him into a soft hug. your skin connecting, slightly damp from the relentless summer sun. to which, he didn’t mind, you seemed to glow.

you beemed at how cute his setup was. you sat down brushing your fingers along the blanket, flashing atsushi a bright smile. his retort was a red face and hesitant eye contact. he softly stuttered about the contents of the picnic basket. as time continued you both got more comfortable, conversation flowed smoothly. one by one the snacks disappeared, as you both talked about a broad amount of subjects.

sunset soon came as atsushi sat propped against the tree, you laid comfortably in his arms, listening to the sounds of summer fluttering around the two of you. summers heat subsided and the crisp on cool air nipped at your skin. sadly the date came to an end.

you both walked hand in hand down the hill, enjoying the distant chirps of cicadas filling the silence. your apartment wasn’t far, so atsushi, like the gentleman he is, walked with you home. you rested your body on the doorframe as he said his nervous goodbye. you knew subconsciously what he was waiting for, you thought it was cute the way he mustered just enough confidence to softly ask for a kiss.

you beemed, slowly leaning forward to meet his lips in a warm kiss. your heart jumping in your throat, excitement brewing in your chest to warm your cheeks. a cautious hand creeped up to cup your face. giddy smiles adorned your faces as you pulled away. both wishing eachother goodnight before you closed the door.

let’s just say, his first date was more than a success

[zozophoenixxx]

Friendly reminders about The Flash⚡️

Things I had forgotten or little details I just noticed on my rewatch, maybe even Unpopular Opinions 🤭👀

✨Season 5✨

Drunk ciscooooo "ancipitate" 😂😂😂 (ep1)

Nora is a forensic scientist too

I have absolutely no memory of this season

Gridlock, 🄱🄻🄾🄲🄺, Cicada 🦗, 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍, Icicle, Weather Witch- Joss Jackam, Mark Mardon's daughter 😳, Godspeed.

Schway

Imma start using that

I hate s5 suit but the ring thing is pretty cool

JOE BAHSHAHHA he was the first one to find the lounge lolll

I miss Harry I hope he comes back this season 🥺

Sherloque Wells🥸

Nora saved Cisco's life (ep3)

West-Allen kiss count (approximately): 48😘

Straight haired Caitlin reminds me of s1 Caitlin

Iris can't cook lmaooo

I tend to forget that Barry is actually not a good athlete at all🥺😂

West-Allen forehead kisses🥺

I love how Caitlin enjoyed punching Sherloque 😂

Oh gosh I do remember that this episode was extremely creepy (ep5 all doll'd up)

Cecile's curly hair 🤩😍🥰

Not one of the hidden messages Caitlin's father left for her being Khione- the Greek goddess of snow and ice and this is absolutely not me knowing this because of PJO lmaoo, so I imagine it's him trying to tell her something about Killer Frost

And cisco🥺 vibing was hurting him and he still did it for her 🥺❤️ (ep5)

Iris really jumped off the building to save Barry🥺 ufff she's such a badass

When team Flash's satellite was destroyed by the enlightenment, Devoe's were still there so Cisco hacked into them to use them and called them- Hal, Robbie, Data and Colossus

Nora didn't know that Thawne killed Barry's mom

Cisco found a meta-human cure, he wanted to get rid of his powers bc he wants a family🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Jessica Parker is honestly such a great actress like I've already cried in two of her scenes

When she realized she couldn't move her legs because Cicada broke her back

When she asked Barry to stop being the flash because she didn't wanna lose him again 🥺

The way she was just so desperate 🥺🥺

Ok but that fight scene in ep11 with Cicada v. Killer Frost was so satisfying and the fact that KF was able to listen to Caitlin's help and that every meta could actually escape safely was ufff amazing

Also I love how when Caitlin and Cisco were trying to make a meta-human cure, KF was scared that Caitlin would take it because she didn't want to leave "Caity" alone with no one to protect her 🥺

I love how Cisco smiles when someone gets his movie references

JOE'S BACK!!! FINALLY GEE that took so long, they were just so many eps without him🥺 (he left since he got "kidnapped" ig u could say by Cicada and just returned in ep15)

Nora was getting help from Thawne (which I completely forgot about) and he called her little runner

Cicada did take the meta human cure and Grace from the future comes back to help him finish his "work"

Grace becomes worse than Dwyer (she killed him)

Barry's face when Sherloque told them about Nora's secret 🥺 he looked so sad and betrayed and i-

Bro Lia (Nora's best friend and the only person she thought she could trust) was killed by Godspeed- a meta from the future 🥺😞

WOW NORA REALLY FOUND OUT *breathes in* Nora really found out that her father was the flash THROUGH GIDEON 🤭

BRO if my dad had done that to me I would've been so upset like wtf

After everything Nora did for him, and I mean I understand she broke their trust and all of that but like imagine having your dad be so upset, disappointed and betrayed by something that you did that he locks you up or brings you somewhere where it's most likely you won't be able to see them anymore... I just feel like it was maybe too harsh or maybe I just feel bad for Nora like she already felt terrible, I know all actions have consequences but dude.🥺

I just noticed that Thawne's hair is blonde, even when he was in Wells's body

The West-Allen fight at the beginning of ep19 was so emotional 🤭 like it made me so sad and I don't know I agreed with both of them 😞

Ep19 Caitlin and her mom fighting in front of Joe and Barry is the funniest thing JAHDHHAHAHA

I felt bad for Sherloque like everyone was upset at him when he was only trying to help

Her lightning... It turned red..😳

Wow I didn't even know Caitlin's mom's name was Carla until this episode 🤭

At the end.. Thomas beat Icicle and saved both Caitlin And KF

West-Allen kiss count (approximately): 48😘

(pretty sure I lost count already) 🤸🏼‍♀️🕳

Ok but did the 4 satellites get destroyed again? cause Cisco just called them by different names they were Hal, Robbie, Data and Colossus and now he said Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha and Miranda lmao

OK I seriously hated Nora when she went bad and she basically scared Cisco into doing what she wanted him to do with the vibrating hand like my poor boy is still traumatized by that

OK I'M IN EP22 AND NORA JUST DIED WHICH SUCKS

And also love Joe's face whenever Singh told him to replace him as Captain 🥺😂 AND THE FACT THAT HE CALLED BARRY FLASH RIGHT AFTER UFF

also gon miss vibe 🥺🥺

OMG THAT CLIFFHANGER WTF

[poweranon]

I sighed as I stretched out on the thick black plastic of the trampoline. I had come to visit my parents that summer, and as always they had begun to fight when the alcohol came out. As I lay sprawled out on the trampoline, staring at the slowly dimming sky, the sounds of my angry parents having a “discussion” faded in the background as I remembered all the moments I had on the trampoline… and with him. 

10 YEARS BEFORE

I laughed loudly as I jumped on the trampoline my parents had just gotten, enjoying the feeling of being in the air before slamming back onto the fabric. Attempting to do a flip, I landed face first, crumpling into the trampoline and rolling over with a small “ow.” Hearing a slight, muffled laugh, I sat up, looking around the property before spotting a boy with messy brown hair peeking over the wooden fence next to my house, dirt covering his face. Once he saw me looking at him he ducked down, trying to hide, but I could still see the top of his head. 

  “Hi!” I exclaimed, scrambling off the trampoline and running over to the fence, hoping to make a new friend. “My names (Y/N), but you can call me (N/N)!” He still wouldn’t look back over the fence so I tried to pull myself up, but I wasn't strong enough. “What’s your name?” I asked, hoping to make a new friend.

“T-Toby.” He finally peeked over the fence, his brown eyes a little wary. 

 “Hiya Toby!” I said excitedly. “Do you wanna come over and jump on the trampoline? It’s really fun! I’m trying to do a flip but,” I sighed, shrugging my shoulders dramatically. “It’s kinda hard.”

 He looked over at the trampoline and then back at my grinning face. “Uh, ye-ah. That soun-d-ds fun.” His shoulder jerked, looking kinda painful. I stared at it, worried for my new friend. 

“Hey Toby? Is your shoulder ok?” He seemed to shrink and just kind of nodded.

 “It d-does that-t. I c-can’t feel it.” I stared at it for a second more and then shrugged. “Ok!” I stepped back so that he could climb over, which he did easily, jumping over the fence. 

“Come on!” I yelled cheerfully, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the trampoline. We jumped on, and Toby eventually came out of his shell, laughing and jumping and doing amazing flips that he tried to teach me how to do.

Eventually his older sister Lyra came out, looking for him, and jumped the fence too. That summer the three of us became inseparable, especially after Toby and Lyra’s parents separated when Lyra was sixteen and Toby and I were fourteen. Soon after that Lyra got a job and Toby and I began to hang out, just the two of us, usually laying on the trampoline and laughing at random things that the other said. 

Sometimes all three of us would sneak out and go to the trampoline and lay there on our backs, side by side, and stare at the stars together, talking about the future and murmuring our fears and worries into the night, with the soft sound of cicadas and frogs in the night air. 

On Toby’s sixteenth birthday, I kissed him. Lyra was at work and wouldn’t be able to get off until late. She was sorry, she said, and promised to make sure she got off on his next birthday. Toby and I were laying on the trampoline, staring up at the stars, and I made a joke about how one of the star formations looked like a penis, and he laughed and we looked at each other, and it was in that moment that I realized that Toby and I weren’t twelve anymore. Toby was well on his way to manhood, and you could see it on the way that his jawline was sharpening, how his face wasn’t so round anymore, and how his shoulders were broadening. I knew I wasn’t a child anymore either, although now, looking back, I feel like we were still those children who met so many years ago. Toby’s skin was pale in the moonlight, and his amber eyes seemed dark and encompassing, seemingly older and yet still holding a bit of the energetic child he was back when we first met. I leaned in a tiny bit, my eyes flicking down to look at his bitten lips for a split second before I looked back into his eyes.

  The world seemed to still, the insects and frogs to quiet, and then I reached up, held his soft white cheek, and kissed him gently, feeling his lips mold against mine. I stayed there for a moment, and then pulled away. Staring into his eyes, I sat up, suddenly realizing what I had done. What if he didn’t feel the same? I didn’t need to worry, however, because Toby pulled me back down, kissing me gently but surely, running his fingers through my hair. 

After that night, it was an unspoken agreement to keep the kiss secret from Lyra, but we started to spend more time hidden in each other’s rooms, laying next to each other on the bed and laughing and kissing, and it was probably the closest thing to heaven that I knew. 

Then his seventeenth birthday came, and that terrible crash, and his dad came back and suddenly Toby didn’t want to be around me anymore. He became withdrawn, his anxiety kicked up, and his mom started homeschooling him. I heard his mother screaming at him one day, voice shaky and shrill. Apparently he had taken to biting the flesh off his hands. 

I tried to contact him. I texted and called, I would knock on his window, and when he wouldn’t respond I would leave notes taped to the windowsill; I went to his front door and tried that, but his ass of a father wouldn’t let me in. I tried for two years, and then there was a terrible fire, the entire neighborhood aflame. The Roger's house was almost completely burned down, and my house had been severely damaged, but somehow the trampoline had been completely unscathed. The police approached my family while we were by the fire trucks and asked if they could speak with us, specifically me. They asked me when the last time I saw Toby was, and if I knew where he would go to hide. I told them that I hadn’t talked to Toby for two years, and when I asked why they were asking me, they told me that he had killed his father and set the fire. All I remember after that was falling. The world seemed dull, and after they said that he was assumed to have perished in the flames, I kind of just gave up. I had lost Lyra, and now I had lost Toby. I even lost Ms. Rogers. She moved away, a broken woman who had lost her entire family, leaving no way to contact her. Some people said that she went to an asylum, and others said that she moved in with a relative, and still others said that she had moved to a cabin in the woods and became a witch. I don’t know what is true. 

A couple weeks later, a story was featured in the news about the murder of some grade school kids that had been hacked to death. The hatchet that had been found in one kiss skull was supposedly one that Toby had been seen with, and due to the lack of body found, he was assumed to be alive and murderous. 

  That was three years ago, and each night I still have nightmares where I’m burning and Toby is there, burning with me, his skin melting into grotesque patterns, staring at me with an almost intimidating blank stare. No matter how much I scream and cry, reaching for him, he does nothing, just stares at me. . Eventually he disappears into wisps of smoke, wafting into the forest air, and his sister comes to me from the fog, exactly as I saw her the night she died.  Huge gashes are all over her body, her right arm bent at an unnatural angle, her neck almost flat against her shoulder. She reaches towards me, and right before she makes contact, I wake up. 

   Suddenly, I’m jerked out of my thoughts by the snap of a branch. I sit up and look around, realizing that it’s completely dark outside now. A soft breeze blows, prickling goosebumps erupting across my skin.

   I jump off the trampoline and start heading inside, occasionally looking around on my way to the back door. I slip inside, locking the door behind me, and go to my room. It was actually converted to a guest room when I moved out, but it still has the dark blue walls Lyra  and I painted it. Curling up under the thick gray comforter, still in my clothes, I screw my eyes close, hoping I would get a peaceful night's rest.

@creepy-bi-day here’s that toby fic that was supposed to be fluff but ended up not lmao

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

For the soulmate au how about 16 (you feel your soulmates pain) with Josuke?? But, like and it’s totally cool if you don’t wanna write this due to the content or whatever, but Josukes soulmate self harms and like he knows cause you know he can feel their pain and he wants to help them but when they finally meet his soulmate tries to reject him cause they don’t want to burden anyone with their problems/don’t feel worthy but, obviously, he isn’t just going to accept that. Thanks!

Was changed to bullied reader.

Shine on

(Yandere Josuke Higashikata 4 X female reader)

Your father sighed as he returned home.

"How was your day honey?" Your mother asked as she grabbed his briefcase and gave him a kiss.

"Oh it's was great" he replied, you knew he was lying through his teeth but it was a secret between the both of you. You let out a sigh of your own while you sat on the couch with an ice pack to your jaw.

"(Y/n) what happened?" Your father asked.

"I wasn't paying attention and banged into the wall" you also lied and he knew it.

"You've gotta be more careful, ok?" You father said.

"This is the third time this week you've gotten into some kind of accident" your mother said before returning to the dinner she was preparing in the kitchen.

You father slumped down next to you and loosened his tie before turning the volume up on the tv before turning to you.

"So what really happened?" He asked.

"I got punched in the face... I can assume that your day wasn't the best either?" You replied.

"Yeah... I just keep get pushed around at work" he sighed.

"I wish we could just leave this town" you sighed.

"Me too but I gave almost all the money I had for this place... And there's no way I'm going to find anothet suitable house like this anywhere else for the same price" he explained.

"Besides your mother loves it here" he continued.

✨✨✨

"Josuke what did I say about getting into fights?!" Tomoko scolded.

"But mom I didn't get into any fights" Josuke replied as he placed an ice pack on his bruised jaw.

"Then why do you have that bruise?" She asked.

"I just got it randomly, I just felt something hit my face and I got it ok" he argued causing her to let out a sigh.

"Fine" was the only word that left her lips as she rolled her eyes.

✨✨✨

You opened up you locker and let out a scream as a bunch of cicadas rushed out causing you to fall. You really hated bugs and your bullies knew it. You rubbed your head as you pushed yourself up into a kneeling position with the your other hand.

"Hey, are you ok?" A male asked as they pulled you up from under your arms and helping you too your feet.

"Yeah, just got a bit scared that's all" you replied in a shy tone as you turned around to see the delinquent with a Princely charm that all the girls were crazy about, Josuke Higashikata.

"I don't blame you, bugs are just gross and they always appear out of nowhere" he said as he pulled a disgusted face and shook a little.

"I haven't really seen you around Marioh, what's your name? He asked.

"Mine's (Y/n)... My family moved here a couple of weeks ago" you replied.

"We I'm sure your going to love it here" he said, not even bothering  to tell you his name; you probably already knew who he was.

You thought for a 'delinquent' he was rather outgoing. His bubbly personality almost made you forget how much you hated school until you noticed all the girls giving you icy glares.

"Well thanks for helping me up but I should really head off to my class" you said as you quick grabbed you stuff and shook of any remaining bugs before locking it.

Josuke noticed the way your attitude changed as he saw how the other girls looked at you and sighed, maybe he was just overthinking things.

"Alright, I hope that I can at least see you again soon" he responded as you ran off.

✨✨✨

The whole day had been a huge bore for you, your previous school use to be so much fun and you use to have so many friends but here you were just a nobody that no one really wanted to associate with, or at least in a nice way.

You had just finished cleaning up the classroom and was taking the trash to the furnace when three girls appeared from around the corner which caused you to drop the bad of rubbish as you heart skipped a beat in shock. You quickly grabbed the bag again and tried to walk past them but they stopped you.

"So your not even gonna say anything!" Hissed the girl with long black hair and dark brown eyes that had a distinctive mole under her eye, she reminded you of a woman from a horror manga your read not so long ago.

"I... Don't really have anything to say... I'm just taking out the trash" you mumbled in response.

"So you think you so above us! The nerves you've got to talk to Josuke!" The curly brunette spat.

"Wait... You guys are getting mad over that... He just helped me up, that's all" you stuttered as you stepped back.

"Oh he JUST helped you up, huh? THAT'S ALL?" The blonde growled.

"Do you not understand how lucky you are?!"

"You don't deserve his attention!"

"God, why would he have even wasted his time talking to a loser like you!" Their hate filled words trying to cut into you but you didn't show it.

Eventually the words turned to push and shove but you didn't fight back, it would only make things worse. One of the girls scratching your forehead with her fake nails, one coming off in the process.

"You, you ruined my nails!" She shrieked before delivering a low blow to your abdomen.

You fell to the floor, your head resting on the rubbish bag as you  curled up into a ball and tried to catch your breath. You looked in the corner of your eye to see a figure in the distance hunched over.

"Josuke?! Are you ok!" One of the girls screamed as she rushed over to him. You rolled over to get a better look to see Josuke better.

"What happened to you?" One of the other girls asked as they rushed over to him. One of the girls offered a hand to help him up but he simply slapped it away.

"I didn't think girls... could he vicious towards each other" he breathed as he got to his feet.

"But Josuke-"

"Get outta here, you think I'd care about a girl who hurts people!" He nearly yelled as he still held onto his stomach. The girls all looked in shock before they left without a word.

You finally managed to catch your breath before you tried to get to your feet only to fall down again.

"Hey (Y/n)! Are you ok?!" He asked as he ran over to you.

"Yeah... Just got a little winded... That's all" you huffed as you tried to get up again only to fall into his arms.

"You seem more then just winded" he commented.

"I didn't get the best sleep last night..." You commented before looking up at his face and noticed the counselor that had slowly been rubbed off his face during the day, revealing a bruise much like you own.

"That bruise... How did you get it" you asked.

"I should be asking you the same" he replied.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" You exclaimed as you tried to push away from him due to the awkwardness of the situation but he only pulled you closer.

"You have the exact same one hidden under sime counselor too, don't you?" He asked.

"And when those girls started attacking you I could feel it" he explained.

"Really, that's weird" you replied as you managed to squirm out of his grasp.

"I'm sorry but I gotta throw the trash away and get home before my parents get worried" you explained as you grabbed the rubbish bag and speed around the corner as your face turned completely red and your heart was going crazy.

'is this love?!' you thought to yourself.

'no no, what are you thinking, you can't just know someone for a day a think your in love!' another part of you mentally scream.

'besides what makes me so special?'

✨✨✨

Weeks had past since then and the bullying hadn't been as often as it usually was. Josuke would always try to talk with you when he could but you always wondered why he would bother to talk to you, you weren't much.

As you walked back home school but as the sky darkened you couldn't help but feel like you were being followed. You kept looking from side to side but you could see anyone. You turned a corner only to be grabbed by the shirt by a total stranger.

"So your the shrimp that made my little sister cry!" The male hissed.

"I don't know what you're talking about?!" You exclaimed.

"You know damn well, my sister comes home everyday in tears or is fuming about how you keep interfering with her life!" He growled.

"I don't know who your talking about or how I'm interfering with their life" you explained. The male's face only contoured into anger as he readied his fist to punch you.

You closed you eyes and waited for the blow but it never came.

You opened your eyes only to see another person behind you had caught it with one hand before they used their free arm to deliver a low blow to the male that made him fall to the ground and scramble away.

"(Y/n) you gotta be careful when it gets dark" the familiar voice lightly scolded. You turned around to see Josuke who flashed you a nervous smile.

"J... Josuke, thank you" you nervously thanked him.

"It's no problem... I can't have you getting hurt" he stuttered, hoping you wouldn't suspect that he had been stalking you.

"What brings you to this side of town at this hour, I thought you lived over the side?" You asked which made him mentally go into panic, he needed to make an excuse and quickly.

"Oh... I was just gonna check on my friend... Koichi, yeah he's been really sick lately..." He replied.

"Oh well I hope he gets better" you said as you were about to walk off only to have Josuke grab you hand.

"(Y/n), can I tell you something?" He nervously asked. He realised that it was his chance to ask you out.

"Ok, sure" you replied.

"I know we've only known each other for only a couple of weeks... but whenever I'm around you... I get butterflies in my stomach and my heart goes crazy... I really like you and I just wanted to ask you if you'd consider being my girlfriend?" He asked as a big goofy smile appeared on his face, desperately hoping you'd say yes.

You looked at him in shock, you couldn't deny that he was attractive, you had the same feelings but you want to ask him why he'd choose you...You couldn't understand why he'd ask you out. There were so many other girls who were smarter and prettier then you. He was out of your league.

"I'm... I'm sorry but I'm not interested in dating anyone as of yet" you replied, hoping he'd take the rejection lightly.

"Oh..." He only just managed to croak out as that smile disappeared from his face.

"I hope you can understand where I'm coming from, right?"

"Yeah, of course... You're not interested in dating in general, I can understand that" he replied.

"Good"

"Well I gotta head home now... See ya again I guess" you said before running off, partially because the awkwardness of being around a guy you just rejected and partially because you didn't want to worry your parents.

Josuke just stood there and watched you as you faded into the distance yet again like you usually did. He knew damn well you were lying through your teeth about the whole disinterest in dating, maybe you were scared about his wondering crowd of fangirls; some of them got really competitive about being around him.

He knew it was going to be a tough pursuit to win your heart but for you he was willing to do whatever it took.

✨✨✨

You opened up your locked expecting another parade of insects to tumble out but instead you found a little pink box that sat on-top of your stack of school books. You were hesitant to grab the box but also curious as to what could be in it.

You eventually grabbed it and gave it a light shake before opening it up just a smidge to make sure it wasn't a prank. Satisfied that it wasn't you opened it completely to see a beautiful silver chain and a heart shaped pendent with a large diamond in it along with a little folded piece of paper. You unfolded the paper to see a simple yet endearing message.

SHINE ON!

You knew it had to be from Josuke. You felt so bad knowing that he'd probably had to pay a lot of money to get that for you. You just wanted to find him and give it back to him, you weren't worth getting a necklace but until you saw him next you might as well wear it to remind you, so you put it on before grabbing you books and closing your locker.

Like every other day it just seemed to drag on at a snails pace and it was just draining to endure. During lunch you just sat in the classroom by yourself and ate while reading Tomie. It was tranquil but is was disturbed by the girl from the over day that was real life look alike of the hauntingly beautiful manga character.

"Heard you were with Josuke last night, so what's up with that?" She hissed.

"He just helped me, this guy grabbed me and was about to punch me when he showed up..." You explained.

"You're just an attention whore aren't you? Making out like your a poor girl whose done no wrong" she hissed.

"But what have I done wrong?" You asked.

"I'll tell you, you slut!" She screeched as she raised her hand above her head but before she could slap you Josuke grabbed her by the wrist.

"What did I say a couple of weeks ago?" He hissed at her.

"Josuke... Why are you all over this punny girl, you know you've got so many other girls that could give you so much more" she slyly replied as she tried to caress his cheek but some invisible force grabbed onto it. She desperately tried to move her hand but to no advil.

"What's happening?!" She cried out as she continued to struggle until you saw a hole go straight through her chest and her blood spill everywhere and within the blink of an eye it was all gone, almost as if it never happened.

She fell back and looked at the male in horror and confusion. You would have thought you were hallucinating but it was obvious that it happened by the way she held her chest, like the feeling echoed through her body.

The gravity of the room was almost suffocating as you saw Josuke the angriest you'd ever seen him.

"Josuke-" she muttered out only to be met by his wrath.

"You're pathetic! I don't want you or any other girl, I want (Y/n)! Now if you even think about laying a finger on her again I'll bring a world of pain on you!" He yelled, causing her to stumble once more before she could get on her feet. You stood up and tried to leave but some invisible force held you in place.

"Now get lost! And make sure to let everyone know that anyone that messes with my girlfriend is dead!" He added causing the girl to practically crawl out of the classroom in fear.

Josuke turned to you and his anger instantly faded.

"I'm sorry if I scared you, I'm just so sick of how everyone treats" he explained to you as he got closer. You wanted to speak but you just couldn't find the words. When he looked down to your neck and saw the necklace his eye lit up in joy.

"I knew you'd love it" he nearly beamed as he pulled you into a hug and spun you around before putting you down again.

"Josuke... It's a nice gift but I don't think I deserve it, you must have paid so much to get it... I'm not worth it" you explained as you took it off.

"Don't be so ridiculous-"

"And I told you this before, I'm not interested in dating" you explained.

"Oh come on (Y/n), if you're afraid of those other girls then don't be... They will never hurt you again, I promise" he said as he pulled you in by the waist.

"But Josuke-"

"Just give me a chance (Y/n), I'll be the best boyfriend you could ever ask for" he pleaded.

[poc-movie-supremacy]

Blackbird: Summer Nights

Rick and Beth are on a date! They’re about 20 (for timeline: yolanda and Beth wouldn’t join the army for another about 4-5 years)

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Her laughter is the sweetest sound in the world. He could be in this pain for hundreds of years if it meant hearing her giggle.

Beth rubbed a hand on her boyfriend’s back. “I think that’s enough food for tonight. I’ll get the check.”

“No,” Rick groaned. He leaned into her side and pulled the food closer to him. “I can finish it. I got this.”

Beth shook her head fondly at him. “Oh you can? I’m going to get the check anyways. I’m done.”

Rick whined and buried his face into her shoulder. Beth patted his cheek, but had to leave him to pay the bill. When she got back he was groaning and struggling to finish the food. “Oh, honey. Stop eating if you’re full.” 

Rick wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face into her neck. Beth rubbed her arm up and down his side. “Don’t wanna waste the food.”

“That’s what the bags are for.” Beth shifted a little so she could put away all the food. Rick grabbed the packed and bags and they made their way out of the restaurant.

“Gimme your keys.” Beth held out her hand for the keys to her boyfriend’s car. Rick look down at her confused.

“Pardon?”

“You’re acting half drunk let me drive us home,” Beth explainer matter of factly.

Rick really didn’t like anyone driving in his car. “I’m fine to drive. Really it’s ok.”

Beth eyed him carefully. Subconsciously rick straightened up under her gaze. When she deemed him fit to drive, she nodded. “I trust you.”

Rick leaned down to kiss her forehead. “Thank you, Bethy. I won’t let you down. He put their takeout in the backseat while Beth sat in the passenger seat. Rick started the car and drove off. Beth rolled down her window and quietly listened the cicadas chirping.

“This is the first summer I didn’t go see my family in California. Usually we go around early august. a few times when I was a kid, my parents sent me on my own for the whole three months. Well they flew with me there, but I stayed the whole three months unlike them. It’s what Courtney and I bonded on.” Beth murmured aloud.

Rick looked at her softly. That explained where she was those summers he didn’t see her. “Do you miss them? Your family I mean.”

After a few minutes, Beth nodded. “There’s nothing quite like a California summer. My cousins lived near the beach and we would walk there almost daily. Ice cream almost every day and long walks on the pier. One time we went swimming at night. That shit was fun.”

“Sounds lovely.” Rick had only ever been in Nebraska, so he couldn’t relate to Beth’s experiences. He took her word for it though. California seemed pretty cool.

“I need to take you there one day. Maybe we can road trip there. When we graduate college. You, me alone preferably, but Courtney and Yolanda, Henry, Cindy, and the rest of them might end up tagging along.”

“We’ll just have to plan it in secret.” Rick jokes. Long trips with Beth sounded like a dream.

Beth snorted. “We can try. Blue valley has its perks though. You can see the stars hear the bugs chirping. Less polluted here.”

“All thanks to mayor mahkent. Never thought I’d be saying that one day. That guy gave me the creeps when I was a kid.”

Beth nodded in agreement. “I didn’t really like him either.” One of her hands was dangling out the window, while her other hand reached for Rick’s. “You excited for college?”

“I don’t like being away from you. Lot of thinks are changing because of the war. The psych teacher enlisted.”

Beth was surprised. She knew things were bad, but she didn’t realize people were already enlisting. “Are you going to enlist?” She really hopes he says no. Beth really doesn’t know what she would do if he was overseas.

Rick shrugged. “Maybe. If they need me I’ll put my name in, but for now I’ll be here in the states with you.” Rick squeezed her hand reassuringly. “Would you enlist?” Rick asked. Like Beth, he really hoped his other half wouldn’t enlist. There were so many dangers overseas, in war, that he couldn’t protect her from.

“Not for the army no. I don’t like guns. Maybe for their medical portion. I’d help them that way. I know Courtney and Yolanda are both itching to sign up.” Beth noticed Rick tense up when she mentioned her thinking about enlisting. She grasped one of his hands in both of hers and brought it to her lips.

“I’m not enlisting, yet. It isn’t even on my mind. Right now I’m here with you, ok?” Rick gave her a small smile but didn’t say anything.

“Tell me more about your vacations. Which one was your favorite?” Rick asked her. He spent the rest of the drive to their respective houses happily listening to his girlfriend ramble on. A slow smile stretched across his face as he drove on. The cold wind from the drive pushed his hair back and fireflies danced around the expansive fields. He took his time getting them back not that Beth seemed to mind. There was nothing like lazy car rides with your loved one.

[honeyyvee]

One kiss: Chapter 3

Rating: Mature (+18)

Genre: Romance

Summary: When your best friend Min Yoonji offers herself to teach you how to kiss, the only approapriate reaction is (gay) panic.

Pairing: Min Yoonji(Genderbend! Yoongi)/ female reader

Words: 2.5k

Warnings: Consumption of alcohol. Sexual content. Coarse language.

Notes: I edited one of the dialogues in the second conversation of Ch. 2, it’s an important bit of info. So I reccomend to re-read it <3. Anyways, enjoy!

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You quite literally plunged in. Your mouth crashed with Jeon Jungkook's lips as your body toppled onto him, sending both of you to the carpeted floor amidst hooting and hollering. It all happened too quickly; your teeth clashed, and you were pretty sure you busted his upper lip open. The kiss was more like the crash of two mouths who had no idea what to do.

The contact was nice though, initially. Jungkook's lips tasted and smelled like strawberries. After the initial shock, the softer, firmer pressing of his lips became kind of pleasant. If you ignored the metallic aftertaste of blood, that is. Which you couldn't, really, as beads of blood pooled between your lips, both of you parted with a wince. When you opened your eyes your gaze tried to focus on anything and everything. Through the haze of your spinning mind you saw jungkook's wide eyes, his fingers stained in blood, blurry faces of friends and spectators… and her among them.

There was an indescifrable expression on Yoonji's face as your unfocused eyes landed on hers. Tried as you might you couldn't pinpoint it. There seemed to be a slight frown to her pouty mouth, a crease on her brow… a darkness to her eyes. Was she disgusted with your shameless behaviour? Was she mad you had gotten yourself drunk and now she had to deal with your shenanigans? Was she—? You couldn't follow your train of thought to its disastrous next suggestion, as Yoonji stormed off the room without a word.

Confused and slightly overwhelmed, your limbs stopped reacting as you became paralyzed by a wave of anxiety. Your unfocused eyes glued to the irregular patch of carpeted floor before you. Voices and music blurred around the edges, everything was too much, and the overwhelming sensation of shame/guilt made you sick to your stomach. But why, why did it feel wrong? Why did you feel like this?

Jungkook tried reaching out to you, calling out your name, brushing the skin of your arm. You flinched at his touch. The sensation felt foreign, an out of body experience.

Hoseok approached you both, trying in vain to suppress a face-splitting grin. "Yo, Y/N!"

Your stomach turned over itself in anxiety, you couldn't look at anyone in the eye, you wanted to get out of there asap. In a last desperate attempt to save face, your body doubled over itself trying to stop the convulsions of your stomach from emptying its contents on Namjoon's carpet.

"Hey, hey, are you alright?" Hoseok was making an effort to keep himself from giggling, you had to give him that.

You shook your head no.

"Alright, let's get you outta here." Hoseok helped you to stand. A relief. But Jung Hoseok was the antonym of subtlety. "Ok, there's nothing to see here everybody! Keep on with what you're doing. MOVE."

If people had been looking at you with curiosity before, they were now staring . You silently took back your feelings of gratitude towards the boy. Jungkook insisted on accompanying you to the bathroom, and even driving you back to your apartment, but you refused. Being around him was too much for you right now, it only worsened the nauseous feeling in your stomach. The least you needed was to add barfing all over a pretty boy to your list of achievements for the night. After giving you a glass of water that tasted like shit, Hoseok took you to the second floor barely avoiding getting barfed on by you.

"And here we are," Hoseok ushered you into the first door on the left. A bathroom. "What are you waiting for? Go, go!"

"I'm not puking here, that's gross."

"Oh yes you are, I gave you water with salt to help you with that."

"¿Wha—?" Your eyes opened in alarm. Just as you were about to protest, an uncontainable wave of nausea overpowered you.

Not even a second later, you were spilling all the contents of your stomach on the toilet. Hoseok rushed to your side to hold your hair back, rubbing soothing circles on your back.

"Find Yoonji, I wanna go home," you croaked.

“You sure you’ll be okay if I leave to go look for her?” He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

You nodded, Hoseok gave you a last glance before disappearing behind the door. You were left in silence, but it still took you a moment to recollect yourself on the cold tile floor. Your mind was a blank, anxious mess. You'd be facing Yoonji… you had to say something. You felt you had to say something to her, about the kiss. What exactly though, you weren't sure. Maybe it was the reeling of your mind coming down from the events that had transpired, the high of adrenaline and alcohol.

Your legs were wobbly and your vision hazy as you got up to wash your face. Vertigo swayed your body, and you clutched onto the faucet. The coolness of the water was a welcomed sensation. You washed away with ernst the taste of bitter alcohol and bile, and Jungkook. Nothing personal, but that first kiss wasn't short of traumatic. The image of your disheveled appearance caught your eye in the reflection of the small mirror before you. Smeared lipstick and smudged mascara have you looking like a hot mess. You tried fixing it as much as possible, until three knocks interrupted.

“Hey…”

Your heart stopped in your chest.

“I’ll be waiting for you on the driveway.” It was Yoonji.

“Wait!” You rushed to the door, lest she left again before you could catch her.

Yoonji was still there, just about to turn on her feet to leave. A slightly startled expression on her face by the suddenness of your actions. Hands in her pockets, she turned her eyes away as soon as they landed on yours.

“Ready?”

There was a knot of mixed feelings growing in your chest as you gazed at her in the dimly lit hallway. A feeling of uneasiness creeping in the air as you made up your mind about something you weren’t even fully aware yet. Words just fell out of your mouth without second-thinking about it.

“No,” you confessed “can we talk?”

Yoonji turned to look at you with an annoyed expression. “Right now? Can’t it wait until we get home?”

You floundered under her deflection.

Yoonji made a show of being tired by releasing a deep sigh. “Or maybe tomorrow? We can talk anytime about whatever this is, you know?”

Her words echoed inside your mind, and you took your sweet time contemplating them. Could you, really? Will there be any other chance in the near future, for you to clear this air of unresolved, lingering, something? You scanned Yoonji’s neutral features for answers. She avoided your gaze. Ha. That was a damn slim chance.

“We can’t.” Your hand shot to take her wrist in your grasp. “It has to be now,” you stumbled upon your words. Without waiting for her answer, you rode the wave of newly found courage and led Yoonji into the unoccupied room to your right.

She didn’t get enough time to actually fight or protest against it, before you opened the door and ushered her inside with you. The light was off, but you didn’t bother turning it on. There’s a big window on the opposite side, that let in just enough moonlight into the room for you to know your surroundings. You sat Yoonji on the edge of the bed.

“What are we doing here?” she groaned.

“Listen, I shouldn’t have kissed Jungkook.”

You weren't going to beat around the bush. Yoonji seemed only partially bewildered by the bluntness which you approached the topic of your talk. Her eyes went the tiniest bit wide in surprise. There was some interest written in her features, but she quickly hid it away.

“Why, because you nearly chopped off his lips?” Yoonji diverted with small chuckle.

“No, I’m being serious,” you took her hand in yours. “It’s just—." You sighed, shut your eyes closed to gather up courage for what you were about to do. "I don’t think I actually like Jungkook. I think… I think I might like you.”

The silence that fell over the room after your confession, grew heavy with expectation with each passing heartbeat. The muffled sound of the music downstairs and the cicadas outside, rang in your ears as you opened your eyes to gauge at Yoonji's expression. There was a deep frown on her brow.

“Me… ?" She echoed. A dead beat of cold silence stretched in the air of your lungs before she spoke again. "Why are you telling me this?” Yoonji breathed, barely a whisper.

There was something in her eyes, something you had seen before but didn't get to decypher before her expression changed again.

“Wait, you're drunk," she muttered bluntly. "You're still drunk."

Yoonji made a move to leave, so you held tighter onto her hand. "Am not! I'm being honest with you I—."

"I'm sorry, but this makes no sense to me," Yoonji yanked her hand away. "You don't like Jungkook now? You think you like me ?" She chuckled humorlessly as she stood up. "What are you even talking about? Kissing Jungkook is all you’ve been going on about for weeks . You asked me for tips on how to kiss him .”

“I liked you long before that."

"When? I don't believe you." Her gaze hardened.

You sighed in exasperation at her stubbornness, but proceeded to explain nonetheless because you understood where she was coming from.

"When Namjoon first introduced us. I thought you were attractive, but I never really made a move because I thought you and him were a thing. Since you two spent so much time together, producing and composing and all of that." You fell onto the bed. "Me and Namjoon? Yeah, fat chance," Yoonji snorted, sitting beside you on the mattress with a creak. A good sign.

"I just ruled you out completely off the market. And then we started sharing apartment and I never really thought about it again," you continued. "Until a few weeks ago…" You tried to meet her gaze.

"Why didn't you make a move then?" Yoonji's eyes pierced through you.

"I did. Multiple times."

Yoonji sighed, averted her gaze to the ceiling.

"You asking me for tips on how to kiss someone else was your big idea of a move?" She gave you a sceptical look.

You cringed. "When you put it like that it sounds terrible... but yeah, it was. So what, sue me. I'm a dumb bitch and I'm fucking shy!" You hit her with a pillow.

The action was reciprocated by a hit to the face with a cushion. Which then escalated into a full blown pillow fight and burst of mischievous giggles... which ended in a tickle fight. And you below Yoonji’s body, her knee between your thighs. Her body hovered over you, her piercing eyes scanning for your reaction as her knee pushed higher, and your breath got caught in your throat. Her hands snaked around your wrists, pinned you with hesitant gentleness to the bed.

"Why did you went through with kissing Jungkook in that spin the bottle game?" Yoonji murmured.

"Please Yoons, it's just a drunk party kiss, it means nothing,” you dismissed, with a forced chuckle.

Yoonji’s gaze wavered, her brow pulled together. And there it was. That thing, in her eyes. It was her walls coming down, opening up the slightest bit for a sliver of you to come in.

"And this?" she threaded her slender fingers around yours, her voice barely above a whisper. "Would this mean something to you?"

"That depends on if you want it to," your voice came out hoarse.

You were having difficulty with breathing, the air was charged with anticipation of what was about to come next. Yoonji leaned on you, your bodies now pressed closely together, her lips a breath apart. You closed your eyes, and welcomed the fluttering sensation of her soft cherry mouth. Her kiss was a starking contrast to your recent,previous experience. Calmer, softer, sober . In more ways than one. But at the same time ardent, passionate, ignating. Your chest filled to the brim with consuming fire. Your senses lit up alive.

Yoonji's lips moved slowly at first, one of her hands cupping your face, guiding you towards her. The motions grew impatient soon enough, and your bodies were tightly pressed chest to chest. It felt right, complete .

You broke the kiss with a gasp for air. Yoonji’s knee was pressed more intently against your needy core. All the blood rushed downwards in arousal as Yoonji pressed your clit through your skirt with mischievous intent.

“Mmn… you’re wet already,” she purred, with a smirk. She kissed a trail of kisses all over the sensitive spots of your neck.

You whined in response as your cheeks blushed red. Things were escalating fast, but you didn’t have any plans to back down. If you were gonna crash, might as well accelerate .  You wanted her hands all over you, not holding you down.

“Yoonji…” you whined, as you lifted your hips against her knee. “My hands.”

Yoonji released them like they burned, with a rumbling sound at the back of her throat that resembled a complaint. You got what you wanted and now her hands were palming at your waist, and then your thighs as she brought you to sit with her. Her knee still between your legs, pressing against your swelling bundle of nerves.

You gawked at her disheveled appearance, never in your life had you seen Min Yoonji like this. Dark, hooded eyes, full of lust and pouty lips swollen from kissing. It was the hottest thing you had ever seen. It was hard to catch your breath when the sight knocked the air out of your lungs again.

“You’re beautiful,” you murmured, staring meaningfully into her eyes. She had to know… “And I don’t mean just your face. I’m talking about you, and the art you carry inside.”

Yoonji’s eyes softened, glossed even, for a moment.

“Shut up, you’re such a cheese,” she rolled her eyes, but leant in to press a firm, gentle kiss to your lips. Her mouth tasted like cherry chapstick, and you tucked the memory to the back of your mind.

Yoonji’s walls were still there, you felt it in the way she stiffened at times at your attempts of intimate touch. But you remained patient, you would take your sweet time to bring each of them down, little by little. So you kissed, and touched, and sighed with pleasure into your embrace in the faint moonlight. And you knew things were going to be alright between you two.