#the-hms-are-real-people gang

[thewandererh]

*checks watch. oh damn. anyways it’s not midnight*

today i extensively scrawled down (neatly ordered) gabbering thoughts (reoccurring details) about my cccclinic guys’ phycological and emotional traits (that checks out). i have. a front and back and front of a lined paper with all the lines filled. i have been COOKING. i am at WORK. i am EXPANDING on their LORE💥💥

mind and whole are finished, and heart’s almost done :]. soul will soon be too! i recommend this exercise a lot—having a place to put all your overlapping hyperfixating character thoughts is awesome, and you can figure them out along the way! you’ll come up with new traits as you write and have fun :] (ex. how they express anxiety, their general demeanor, reasons for disliking what they dislike). and!! for me it helped with perfectionism a lot! on one side i wanted to put the same info as the other (in terms of field. different ways two characters do/feel the same thing, etc) but i DIDN’t!! because notes can be MESSY!!!! and it’s AWESOME!!! and OH my god i need to sleep

also it helped me humanize characters i don’t usually think about :]. i’m a bigger mind fan than a heart fan so i don’t usually focus on him, and end up giving him a general concept for the story—a loose and shallow demeanor that i expand on less than the other two. i changed that today!! i’m don’t like when people infantallize heart or anyone of the gang, and was afraid i was doing that myself with the lack of thought. he’s a real guy with real problems and real mistakes he’s made! all of ‘em are! and those are FACTs. anywyas. passes out.

[smellslikechahnspirit]

Request: so 👁️🫦👁️ it's inspired by his solo performance song "railways" and my request is: chan clubbing with the team after a successful tour -in the club, red lights, party - suddenly she caught his eye.

he texts this girl saying he had his eyes on her all the evening he loved how she was dressed black short dress very sexy with her long hair loose sitting alone by the bar and that he'd like to meet her or something!!

Thank you ✨

Rail me

[You did what you both have been wanting to do for a long time]

BangChan x Reader

🕸🤍 read guide lines in Masterlist!

THIS IS (OBVIOUSLY) ALL FICTION AND IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY! THIS IS MY PERCEPTION OF HOW I THINK SKZ WOULD BEHAVE IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS AKA, NOT REAL. I DO NOT SEXUALISE CHRIS IN ANY WAY OR FORM.

ADULT CONTENT AHEAD!

11:51 PM

It was almost as if he could litterly feel the sweat coming off of everyone. The club was overheated. People dancing up against each other everywhere. Music loud. Red lights bright in his face. He was having some what of a good time with his friends. Yet something didn´t quite meet his needs. Even though he was in a room full of people, he felt lonely. Hey bro, I think imma head out soon. I´m beat. I understand, get home safe yeah? Bet. After he said his goodbye to Felix, who by the way was still full on dancing with Hyunjin, since hours ago, he decided to indeed leave. Right before heading out he noticed you. The girl he has had feelings for, for some years now. Both never really confessing, you kinda knew there was something there. He thought about it for a second, and decided to just text you. Something about his lonely needs...would be cured, he thought.

Right as you read his last send message you were tapped on the shoulder. You turned but no one was there. Boo. You turned the other way and saw Chris standing there. With that signature goofy-looking smile on his face. Dork. You smiled back. He gave you a hug and a soft kiss on your cheek. Hi love, looking so hot tonight huh. When? Hm? When did I ask? He made the ´-_-´ face and you started laughing. I´m kidding I´m kidding, thanks for the compliment. He sat next to you on one of the bar stools. So, where is the rest of the gang huh? Still dancing I guess. Hm I see. Both of you watch the dance floor as Felix and Hyunjin were looking a lot like a scene from White Chicks. Fire. Fire. Both of you laughed. But there was something about the way Chris kept looking at you. More intense then normally. More hungry. What? Chris didn´t wanna waste anymore time and threw himself into the deep. Let´s get out of here. Huh? Let´s go to my place. Innie is still here, and by the looks of it...he won´t be home soon. Let´s go? You weren´t someone who just did these kinds of things with men, like ever. But you liked Chris since the day you guys first met. Was he really suggesting, what you thought he was suggesting? You looked at him confused at first. Then questionable. Trust me, yeah? You did, you trusted him with your life. You got up and took his hand. Both leaving the club and he drove you to his dorm.

00:23 AM

When he opened the door and closed it back behind you, he once again, didn´t waste any time. He pinned you up against the wall and started kissing you. After a few seconds you stopped him. Chris...once we go there...there is no turning back. He pulled your messy hair away from your eyes and looked at you. What are you worried about? You want this too right? Yes..yes I do very much. But people... People? What people? I don´t see anyone here? He said as he prentend to look for someone in the dorm. People won´t like this. And what about what I like? And you? Hm? Don´t worry about the cassulties baby. You´re safe, while it´s just you and me. Your fear of people finding out was real, but he had a point. No one knew. And besides. He and you are adults and should be able to do whatever you both wanted, without caring what other people wanted. Fear is dead. Nothing but desire crawled into your veins and you pushed him away a bit further. But the worried look you had a couple of seconds ago was turned into a hungry one. He smirked right back. You slowly started to undress yourself. He watched you every move. His heart was racing. He grabbed your face again and kissed it hard. You kept taking off pieces of clothing as he did the same to his. Not breaking the kiss once. Once you were both almost naked, only underwear left on your bodies, He grabbed your legs, making you jump up and wrapping around his waist. He walked over to his bedroom and locked the door. Throwing you onto his bed making you giggle. He stood in front of you palming himself through his boxers. You kept looking at him. God he was so perfect. Sculpted by the gods themselves. Not a flaw on his body or soul. The thought of him touching you, was enough to make you wet. You couldn´t take the tension anymore and started rubbing your clit through your panties. He kept watching you as he got closer and closer. You want me yeah? Just like I want you? You could only nod. By now he was bascially hovering over you. Allow me? He took your hand away from yourself and pinned it above your head. His other hand unclipped your bra first, then went over to your panties. He did the same thing you were doing before, yet when he did it, it felt different. He looked at you for confirmation to continue and you nodded again. He pulled your black laced panties to the side and his bare touch felt better than ever. He noticed you closing your eyes in pleasure. He knew you liked it when he touched you. Waited for this for a long time, huh babe? Shut up. He laughed. You opened your eyes and pulled him on the bed next to you. He turned around so now he was the one on his back. You have been waiting for it as long as I have, Mr. Bahng. He smirked and put his hands behind his head. Admired by the way you took control for a second there. Go ahead. You did as he said and pulled his boxers down, throwing them on the ground. The cold air making him hiss. You weren´t surprised by his size, since well, he has a big nose and feet. We all know what they say... You didn´t want anything more then to have him in your mouth right now. So you did. He let loose and completly went with his desired feelings, lost in lust. Gosh, your mouth feels like heaven, how come we didn´t do this sooner...shit. You hummed around him making it feel even better. Fuck y/n...shit...don´t stop...please... After about 30 more seconds of you sucking him, you finally stopped. Making him growl due to frustration at the sudden lost feeling. Which was pure bliss. When he came back to his senses he knew what you wanted. He scootched down a bit so his head was now flat on the bed. Sit. You hesitated at first. Feeling too exposed too fast. He pulled you closer and again spoke. Take a seat, baby. You gave in to the feeling and obeyed his commants. He grabbed you ass in his hands as he started eating you out. Making you throw your head back. Making you moan, but instandly you covered your mouth, shocked by your own noise. Let loose baby, moan, no one is here. Enjoy the ride. And fuck, you did.

Completely lost yourself now, his tounge worked wonders on your clit. Your brain sending waves of pleasure and extacy through your entire body. More, please. More! When you got close to your climax he stopped and pulled you off of him. You too, were angry at the sudden loss of the feeling. He giggled. Out of breath from all the moaning you dropped down face deep into the pillows below you. His abs touching your back as he whispered. I wanna fuck you. Too tired to respond, you just wiggled your ass. He understood, and positioned himself at your entrence, from behind. Your pussy was already so arroused and wet, it made his dick glide like butter. Please... You couldn´t wait any longer. Yet he kept teasing you, and rubbging his dick along your slit. It made you eager and you sat up on your hands and knees. You never imagined your first time with him would be doggy style, but it felt right. Maybe now, you wouldn´t get too attached. He positioned himself once again and pushed the tip in. Only the tip, yet it hurt a little. Wait. You said as you pushed his leg slightly with your hand. You okay? Am I hurting you? You waited for yourself to adjust a little and shook your head. No, it´s fine now. Keep going. He wanted this so bad, but only if it felt good for the both of you. You tell me if it does hurt, okay baby. You nodded. He figured it would be faster if he just pushed it in, in one go. So he did. Making you gasp. Baby! Shit! He kept looking at you, to see if you were still alright. Once he saw you were, he started moving. First slow strokes...Getting used to the new sensation. As were you, but you wanted more, faster then expected. Chris, move faster... Pleased at your request, he gladly did so. Both of you moaning, as he picked up the pace. Fuck you feel so goddamn good around me y/n. As he said that he smacked your ass hard, making you whine at the pain mixed with pleasure. He grabbed your ass tightly as he continued fucking you roughly, yet lovely. You two continued for a long time...but after a while you did start to feel the tension of your orgasm coming back. So did he. Are we gonna cum at the same time baby? Yes, yes, yes. A few more thrusts and he came inside of you. At the same time you felt your orgasm rush over you. All that build up tension exploting in one go. Feeling hot. Tintling through your veins. God it felt so good. Thinking about both of you cumming at the same time, and mixing your juices together was kinda romantic in a way. God I wanna do that again. You said as you plopped down into the matras. Same, fucking hell. That was amazing. He replied as he also dropped down into the bed, next to you. Giving you a soft kiss. Let´s go even harder for round two. You wanted nothing more, but definetly needed a little break and catch your breath. I´ll get you something to drink baby, wait here. Be right back. You turned around, now laying on your back, admiring him as he nakedly walked out of his room. He had such a great ass, it´s indescribable. You smiled to your self as you relived the moments from seconds ago, in your head. Happy and satisfied as can be. But the second he walked out of that door, he yelled. AHHH! You instandly sat up, wanting to know what happened. Innie....how long have you been here?! He spoke to the traumatised-looking boy, who was currently holding onto a pillow for dear life. Oops...

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[heartfullofleeches]

As much as I love monster darlings, monster yans are just as cute

Paranormal YouTuber reader and their totally 100% human definitely not an eldritch horror camera man yan - Tobi for now. The places Reader explores may actually be haunted, but no ghost or demon is popping out while that thing around. Their silly little idiot would be in serious trouble if they weren't around. People try to point out the odd glow in their eyes whenever they flash on screen, but the comments are quickly filtered and if you're lucky they'll be a new site of tragic, horrific and gruesome murder to explore.

-

Reader: Hm..... I broke a mirror, and even wore the same shade of green the ghost that supposedly haunts died in. Why's nothing happening?

[The camera man stares off at thin air, waving slowly before pointing down at their darling as they drag a finger across their neck.]

Reader: I'll try the board again- [They pick up the planchette ] R U N. Run. Is it trying to scare us?

[Yan camera man proceeds to stomp the Ouija board into fine pieces, a black sludge sticking to their heel]

"spider."

-

[in the middle of a Livestream with their followers]

Reader: Hey guys! Welcome back to another stream!~

Chat member: you've been right next to what you're hunting this whole time You're so cute. You should hold the camera person's hand :) :) :)

Reader: Aw thanks..... Hey, Tobi I think the chat is doing that weird glitch again. There's just a bunch of smiles on the screen now.

Yan camera man: :)?

-

Reader: I'm worried, Tobi. What if ghosts and monsters really aren't real?

Yan camera man: :)

Reader: What's that, Tobi?

Yan camera man: :))

Reader: You can find us a ghost right now?! I knew I could count on you!

[Yan camera man proceeds to kiss reader's forehead and roll up their sleeves as they walk off - picking up the leader of the rival ghost hunting gang up a few yards away by the throat and snapping their neck like a twig] :)

[rizzanon]

childhood friend! Shinichiro Sano

part 1 (here) | part 2

childhood friend! Shinichiro whom you meet for the first time when you were both 8 years old at the playground, wondering why he was standing ontop of the jungle gym, looking at the distance

"Why are you standing up there?"

" 'cuz the view is nice!"

"....Weirdo.."

"H-Hey!"

childhood friend! Shinichiro whom you meet again a few weeks later at his grandfather's dojo where your parents signed you up for some taekwondo classes for self defense

"What are you doing here, weirdo?"

"Hey! I'm no weirdo! And this is my grandfather's place okay? I'm allowed to be here anytime I want!"

"Woahh, your grandfather's the teacher? That's cool!"

"I know right?!"

childhood friend! Shinichiro whom you become friends with over the next few days, watching him miserably fail to show off execute the moves his grandfather taught him to you

"HAHAHAH! You suck at this, y'know."

"Shut up! You don't have to tell me something I already know."

"At this rate, I can beat you easily in a spar..!"

"In your dreams!"

childhood friend! Shinichiro who introduces you to his only other friend, Takeomi, and the two of you hit it off very well (much to Shinichiro's dismay)

"I didn't think Shin had other friends."

T- "Neither did I, I thought he made you up."

"H-Hey! What's with this mockery!!?"

childhood friend! Shinichiro who ends up going to the same middle school and high school as you much to his delight

"You better stop slacking and start putting in effort in your studies Shin!"

"What are you, my mother?"

-smacks his head-

"Ouch! Okay, okay! I get it!"

childhood friend! Shinichiro who hates the fact that his siblings (Manjiro and Emma) love you as much as he does

"Seriously?? I can't believe you all are ganging up on me like this...!—Fake sobs—My very own siblings..."

"It's your fault that I'm just better, heheh."

E- "Yeah! She's way kinder to us that you are, Shin!"

"What?? But I'm always nice to you both too!"

M- "Plus, she always buys us our favourite snacks too!!"

"Bribery at it's finest... I can't believe this.."

childhood friend! Shinichiro who always goes to you to get treated whenever he's injured after fighting with other people

"Let me guess, you got into another fight again?"

"Ding ding ding! You guessed correct! Too bad there's no prize."

"Ha. Ha. Very funny Shin. Why don't you go and see an actual doctor to get your injuries treated?"

"Why would I do that when I have you who'll fix me up every time?"

childhood friend! Shinichiro who always goes to your class during lunch break to find you whenever he forgets to bring his own bento (was it on purpose? you don't know), knowing that you always make extra for him just in case

"Well, well, well, look who decides to forget to bring his bento for the third time this week?"

"Heheh, about that..."

"Don't worry, I made extra food for you."

"Aww, so you do care about me."

"Don't push it, Shin."

childhood friend! Shinichiro who worries that his rising reputation as a delinquent might bring down your reputation as well

"Are you sure you still want to be friends with me? I get it if you don't want to-"

"I already told you, I don't care what people think about me. What matters is what you think of me. That's all."

"...."

"Besides, who else will treat your wounds other than me, hm?"

childhood friend! Shinichiro who begs asks you to ride with him on his bike, promising you that he would keep you safe

"You want me to what??!"

"Come on...! Ride with me just this once! I promise you won't fall off."

"If I die, the blame's on you."

"Wha- You won't die! And I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

childhood friend! Shinichiro who introduces you to his other two friends in Black Dragons, Wakasa and Benkei, hoping you'd feel more reassured about him leading a gang and being a delinquent after meeting his closest friends

B- "Woah, didn't know you had a girl, Shin. Who's she?"

"What?"

W- "Let's be real, Shin can't flirt for his life."

"Hey! That's rude! I so have game."

"Game of a rock, you mean."

"Oi!"

childhood friend! Shinichiro who finds solace in you after every time he gets rejected by a girl he asks out much to your dismay (this was the 20th time)

"I don't get it. What am I doing wrong??!"

"It's simple. You're the problem."

"Rude... but seriously, why won't any girl date me? I'm certainly not that bad of a boyfriend if they gave me a chance...!"

"Well firstly, do you even have any interest in any of those girls you asked out? How do you even move on so easily?!?"

"If you put it like that... no, not really. I just want to date someone for the highschool experience y'know..!"

-smacks his head-

"Ouch!"

"No wonder no girl ever takes your confession seriously. Plus, your hair is so gelled up, no girl's gonna like that... Once a weirdo, always a weirdo."

childhood friend! Shinichiro who listens to your advice, and stops using gel as often as he used to on his hair, sometimes leaving his hair down to find out what you'd say about it

"You didn't put gel on your hair today?"

"Nope, I was kind of in a rush today, haha.."

"Well... you look... better like this, if I'm being honest."

"R-Really??"

"Yeah, keep this up and someday, a girl might accept your confession."

childhood friend! Shinichiro who tells you about the rumors he's been hearing around the school, about how many of the students thought you and him were dating and how he wasn't so opposed to the idea of that

"Wait, seriously?? People think we're dating?!?"

"My reaction exactly. I can't believe they think we're dating!"

"Not that I would mind that though..."

"Hm? What did you say?"

"??! You're hearing things, Shin. I didn't say anything at all..."

Part 2

m.list

[iheartgeto]

𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢

𝙘𝙬 : mild fluff, explicit smut, stomach bulge, unprotected/rough sex, pussies, creampie, slight edging, grinding, blood, biting, suggestive/graphic language, slight exibitionism, mutual pining, plot w/ smut, “baby” nickname

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 : sunato banda x f! reader ; banda finally meets someone with similar taste.

𝙬𝙘: 3.4k

𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 : nsfw ; unedited 

The rough wad of a paper towel itched your skin as you crumbled and lightly threw your marked napkin in frustration.

“fuck this all” you muttered, gripping your hair—slight pain casting on you from the tightness of your pull.

The second to last circle you had drawn out on the napkin had finally been crossed out. You used this puny tissue to keep track of your days, in hopes you’d never run out of them. However, you had one circle left, and only a day left on your visa.

kicking the gravel along the wide path, you eyed the large blimp floating atop this place of confinement. A jack. The jack of hearts— Not a queen or king, but the “easiest” of the face cards. actually- don’t even kid yourself. you picked the dry skin off your fingers in a nervous fit as you walked through the gates of the penitentiary. you zipped up your jacket, covering the bikini top (complimentary from the beach, a place that served you basically no purpose other than surviving these games) that revealed more than your liking.

whatever, that place was long gone thanks to chishiya, kuina, and the rest of his crazy gang. gladly you had been on decent terms with them, even going so far as to help him gain parts for his weird invention. he required a specific part that seemed to be needed to spread heat? probably made some stupid crap to smoke or cook up a barbecue, whatever weird shit that freak was up to.

Making your way through the entrance, you came to a stop. The white luminescent lights buzzed through the empty hallway as your heart beat was getting faster and faster. Albeit your immense nervousness, you kept a rested expression. The game hadn’t even started yet but you were shaking. this was exciting.

“Put on a collar and go upstairs to the central guard room”.

two black collars rested in front of you. The glossy table stared up at you as you contemplated your decision in joining. Not like you had a choice, it was either this or the red beam of death from the sky. might as well try to live, regardless of how shitty this situation was. you wouldn’t let your misery consume you. or at least that’s how most people would approach life.

you simply strived to live. if you were gonna die, it would be through one these stupid fucking games—not from drowning in the depths of your own self loathing. even then, you still didn’t want these randoms to be the cause of your anticlimactic death. this world was quite beautiful anyways. the intensity, complexity, and structure of this newfound world was simply beautiful. this elysian paradise was addicting. because of this, you would let yourself have fun. just win this game for the small reward of life and some entertainment.

finally, a place for you to let loose and have some real fun.

Suddenly, the faint sound of footsteps grew closer and closer, knocking you out of your short-lived daze. the man stopped next to you, slowly observing the beautiful scenery of dirty bleak walls and prison cells. he smirked, and closed his eyes with a serene look. it was as if he was home. you observed his face with jealousy— you longingly wished for your nerves to wash away and feel this lost sense of serenity.

“do you think this will be fun?” you asked, a polite smile etching your face as you observed his features. his broad shoulders covering you even while trying to make small talk. “i really hope it will”.

“most definitely” he replied, eyes curling into mini crescents yet his overall face remained unphased.

“hm, i agree. but would you mind helping me with this? i’m not sure how to close this lock” you looked up at him. your doe eyes glistened in the white light as he stared you down.

“of course, come closer” he said. his voice was low and smooth, the kind you could listen to all day. his hot hands moved your hair away from your neck to allow the lock to clasp. however, his hands rested on your throat a little longer than expected. he slowly massaged the place where the lock had clasped and bent down to your ear, his hot breath skipping over your skin. he sees your hands trembling and grasps them to stop it as he caresses your palm.

“it feels nice to know someone else is excited to play this game, it seems to me that we are quite alike” he whispered lowly, as if he didn’t want anyone else to hear this reveal.

you knew damn well how to lock this simple little collar, but why miss your chance with a man who caught your attention.

“maybe we are, thanks and good luck then”, you smiled cheerfully, patting him on the back, walking past him into the main prison area. he stared at your back, grinning at his newfound infatuation.

as you made your way into the main area, you glanced at the crowd around you. the majority was tense and filled with fear. you almost burst out laughing after seeing this blond haired man. chishiya seemed to be alive and well. good for him.

“long time no see, never’d expect to see you here chishiya”, you stood next to him.

“there's many places i’d rather be” he replied, not looking back and staring at the screen in front of him. there was no need to catch up as you both knew the situation. you both understood that the catching up could come after the game.

“you may pass time anywhere you like until it is time to enter a prison cell”

There was an awkward silence going around, until people decided to start grouping up and leave.

“hey let’s tell each other” a timid man in overalls and a yellow shirt turned to you and chishiya. you nodded in agreement—sounded like a decent idea.

“If you want to survive you need to observe everyone closely, do you want to know what they were doing before the game began?”, chishiya remarked, the three of you turned in the direction of a couple in suits. chishiya went on to explain in graphic detail, causing the poor man to cringe.

“that guy’s confidence won’t let her get involved with anyone else”.

“I was thinking the exact same thing”, you said with amusement.

Watching from above, the three of you observed a pair that seemed to be making a deal. The man from earlier, and another one with a dark aura. Glancing at the screen you find out their names are banda and matsushita. The girl with a blue dress then asked the three of you to join her team. The three of you didn't mind, so you decided to join. Chishiya, overalls, and you exchanged signs and just tagged along with the group.  And that was the end of the first round.

“Hurry up and tell me, fucker!” a rough voice screamed, throwing a poor man in front of everyone. banda went to his rescue and whispered into his ear. sly bitch. you and chishiya glanced at each other, as you knew you saw the same thing.

The group of people then continued on with their antics of telling eachother their signs. From across the room you met his cold gaze. He was seated on the floor, staring blankly at you. You stared back, harnessing a smile in which he returned and waved. Chishiya observed the two of you, a little freaked out by your “kind” facade. And if chishiya was freaked out, then the poor guy next to him was petrified at the interaction in front of him.

The group migrated to the snack room, and from there the game went downhill. Everyone slowly began lying to each other, leaving only your group of three and the two pairs. However, your kind friend could not handle the intensity of the game. an explosion being heard a few cells away from yours.

“he was far too kind hearted for this game” chishiya sighed. You glanced at his bloodied body through the holes of the cell.

“he’s the kind of person i want to be”, you replied. heaving a long exhale of slight sadness at the sight of the poor boy.

“It’s not too late for that, but i think it's about time we start socializing, '' he replied with sarcastic enthusiasm.

“funny coming from you” you scoffed, but understood what he meant. Chishiya would stay in the snack cellar while you would go upstairs and watch. As you started up the stairs you passed by matsushita, paying him no mind as you knew what this meant. banda would be by himself. Being in such a rush you trip on yourself, bracing yourself to fall face forward til someone stops you.

Banda catches you, pulling you in tight for an unexpected hug. “thanks for catching me there”,  you smile, your warm hand meeting his, as he holds you in his embrace. “you even helped out that poor guy who was being bullied— i mean he’s gone now but what did you say to him anyways, some words of encouragement? you seem like such a nice person”.

“thanks, but i’m not fucking stupid” he replied with a silent smile. “drop the act y/n. judging from the way you’re approaching me— you know damn well what i said, c’mon you’re a smart girl right?”. he grabs your wrist, pulling you up as he then corners you against the wall, a dark area of the prison covered by a turn.

“I’m actually pretty dumb” you paused, banda laughed. lowly chuckling at your poor attempts to conceal your true self. “so tell me, why would you encourage him to lie?— you made such a mess of everyone and now we’re the only ones left” you stare up at him, his patronizing gaze looking down at you. you were so close his breath barely touched you. “you aren’t the jack, are you?”.

“who knows? why are you in this game anyways? you don’t really seem like the type”. this conversation was amusing him, you could see it in his expression that he was enjoying this to the fullest.

“what do i seem like then”, you asked. pure curiosity leaking out of your statement, placing a hand to your chin, mocking his question.

“a cute girl who’s letting on less than she really is”, banda relayed, a cold expression etching his face.

his response caught you off guard. “so what if i am? better to appear lower than others than have people at my neck trying to bring me down”, you replied with haste. god, you were so adorable when you were worried. this was getting him excited.

“well smart girl, what do you really think about this game? this place even?”. he kept questioning you, making you feel on edge. you couldn’t tell where this was going.

“I don’t care how you view this place banda, but for me i feel free. i can do whatever i want as long as i play these fun games— i mean sometimes they aren’t so much fun, it’s like a hassle i guess, but it’s a fair price —and they always lead me to interesting people like you”, you replied, slightly afraid of being judged.

banda watched you speak with ease. he was so intrigued with your tinge of confidence and slight intelligence. he also thought you were really damn cute for thinking you could fool him. not knowing how to lock a simple collar? c’mon you were better than that baby. he knew you wanted him, but he wanted you more.  he wanted to corrupt you. fuck your cute little brains up and make you his. mold you to match his lovely thoughts on the borderlands. you both already enjoyed the place and you were just too entertaining to not keep around.

“we really are similar”, he said with a crazed relief, caressing your cheek and staring at you in awe. “until now, i’ve never been in a land as beautiful as this one, nor met two people so worthy of my trust”.

“i suppose matsushita is just as agreeable as i am then?” you joke, pulling his hand off your cheek and lengthening the distance between you two. he was making you feel a type of way. you felt your body  getting warmer and your breath getting ragged.

“no, not him at all— he’s a very condescending individual, but i guess that’s the only redeeming quality of his. i met yaba a while ago, we are equals in which we agree this place is a true paradise and that we trust each other enough to deduce who the jack is”. he pauses, and continues to keep his focus on your face. “matsushita’s confidence kinda reminds me of you” he jokes.

“god, my “confidence”— or whatever the hell you’re even referring to doesn’t mean anything. don’t group me with people like matsushita, I didn’t even have to speak to him to tell he was a cocky bitch!”, you became defensive and bursted out.

“there’s the y/n i was looking for”, banda commented. you sensed some sarcasm and wished to settle whatever he was going off about. you hated that he felt the need to tease you—honestly maybe you enjoyed it, you just wanted to be on decent terms.

“i really don’t think i’m better than you—if that’s what your insinuating, but i do feel like we have similar tastes. and for that i trust you—want to be friends?”. for a moment you stared at each other as you awaited for his response. you wanted to be friends? how naive could you fucking be? banda wanted to erupt with laughter and slap you in the face as he ruined you.

“oh we’re gonna be more than friends” he whispered. your cheeks became redder as he kept getting closer, and you were letting him. “let’s make a deal, i’ll tell you your symbol if you help me”. his hard tent rutted against your leg as you felt him knee your soaking pussy. His leg began applying pressure to your needy clit.

“c- chishiya would tell me my symbol so why—

“then this is just an excuse to fuck your soaking little cunt. i like you”, he confessed, as if he was a schoolboy asking out a girl for the first time. his face was flushed red as he started sucking your neck, leaving a trail of purple kisses down to your chest. Banda unzipped your jacket, revealing the bikini from the beach. his rough hands slid your bikini under your boobs. you felt heated up as he sucked your tits. His head tilted as his mouth kept continuing to lick your buds, groaning as you grew sensitive to his touch.

“i- i like you too”, you whimpered, airy breaths leaving your mouth. “please..!” you mewled, as he continued to suck.

“please what? gotta use your words baby” he smirked as his thumb circled your airway. he sensually massaged it as his lips met yours, his teeth sinking into the flesh of your soft lips.

"A-Ah..!" you gasped, a small trail of blood leaked down the corner of your lip. his mind clouded with lust as he lapped up the red liquid. “you taste so fucking good” he groaned. “what do you want my sweet girl?”

“ i want- need you so bad- please!”, you continued to whimper his name, constantly reciting it as if it were a sacred prayer. “i want you to ruin me with your fat cock!” you quietly screamed. you couldn’t take it anymore, you needed him so bad. he suddenly began removing his pants, the fast sound of his buckle dropping to the floor echoed throughout the hallway. you glanced in awe, he was big. how the hell would he even fit? his meat slapped the lower area of his stomach as his tip leaked with pre cum. he pumped his veiny length, lathering it in his own liquid, and stuck his long fingers in your mouth.

“mmgph!” you almost choked at how deep he stuck them in. but it tasted too good. so sweet and musky.

you circled your tongue his fingers, lapping up whatever he gave you. this caused him to smirk as he released his fingers from your mouth, causing a pop sound to echo. he slowly sunk his cock inside of your soppy cunt, hands gripping your waist as his hard length went inside you. he bit his lips, and his eyes were laced with ecstasy as your right walls shaped around him. you were so fucking tight.

“god you were made for me—your all mine- shit” he groaned, intertwining your hands and kissing you hardly. you replied with sweet moans, and watched his pace get faster and his strokes get deeper. lewd pants filled the hallway as his heavy balls slapped your clit, pounding you against the wall. you were both so oblivious to your surroundings, clouded only with the thought of each other’s touch and the feeling of release. you felt every one of his veins as he took you raw. his large cock shaped your pussy, as a bulge could be seen. banda groaned at the sight, lightly pressing down on it as you both moaned in pleasure. tears dripped from the corner of your eyes as banda watched you in ecstasy. you were so fucking beautiful.

you arched your back as he finally hit that spot. “r-right there banda please- please don’t stop” you sighed. “you feel so good princess ugh fuck” he groaned out, continuing his rough pace. your tits bounced up and down as he rammed into you, fucking you with a pure high. he felt as if you were a drug, one that he could never get enough of.

“i- i’m so close, i’m gonna cum!” you exclaimed with a volume. banda smirked, letting go of your hand to rub the edge of your pussy. the two of you were covered in sweat and saliva. “come for me y/n”. then it hit you hard, like a tsunami. you threw your head back, biting your lips in attempt to contain your deep moan. you let out silent screams as he continued to harshly ram into you, chasing his own high. your tongue lolled out of your mouth and eyes hazed with pleasure as the only thing you could think about was banda.

his eyes stared at the messy sight before him as he suddenly choked out a deep groan. “fuck baby mmph- you took me so well”. your white pleasure gushed around his cock, leaking out of your cunt. a white ring of cum covered his length as he continued to ram into you. and then his orgasm hit, filling your cunt with thick cum as your pussy pulsed and your body spasmed. his legs shook at how hard he came, and he pressed his forehead against yours, the both of you basking in each other’s heat. your brains were fogged from the intensity the both of you had just endured.

“i- i really like you y/n, i want to be with you forever”, he whispered over the two of you catching yours breaths. you would’ve drifted off to sleep if banda hadn’t insisted the two of you go back to the main area. helping you get dressed, the two of you head back to the main hall. he kissed your forehead before watching you head back down to the snack cellar to talk to chishiya.

“hahahahahahhaa” a crazed laugh escapes from matsushita’s lips. he thinks he finally won.

However, chishiya had emerged from his cell, and you followed suit. Strong arms wrapped around your body as a banda had come out of his cell as well. the four of you had deduced matsushita was the jack. Chishiya, banda, and yaba had explained their tactics to matsushita as they started to corner him into a cell.

“hold this for me baby?” he asked with a soft tone, holding out his scalpel. you grabbed it as he affectionately patted your head and grew closer to yaba. yaba took off his blazer, preparing for their violence and hopefully new information about the borderlands. “It’s unfortunate that i can’t kill you, but i can still have fun with you”.

i need more banda content, it’s so dry out here. :,) | sorry if anything was incoherent its late rn LOL

[neo-zone]

Sweet Home 3 Teaser Personal Breakdown

As what I feared, Sergeant Tak and Sang-won collabed (for the lack of better word). The people showing symptoms, instead of being isolated in certain place outside the stadium until they die (if my memory is correct), will be taken to wherever the Neohuman gang intended to further undergo monsterization process and if some are lucky enough, will be Neohumans (since we know not all people become Neohumans, some turn into pure full monster form)

Dr. Lim is pretty much alive, doing the announcement on the beginning of the trailer (well I thought Sang-won gonna give him double amount of karma for the torturous experiment he volunteered, apparently a too high expectation my bad). My assumption is after the encounter in the last episode of season 2, he made an agreement with Sang-won (probably to save his ass) and let him to the stadium

Yi-kyung's daughter is also inside the stadium now. Hm, wonder how and when she get in 🤔 What is she gonna do in season 3? Whose side she's on? Or she's still on her own side with the non-Neohuman monsters like the ones she has befriended (notice that none of them are Neohumans)? We shall see

Now I remember why the high school shaman girl in Exhuma felt familiar, turned out few months before the movie, she played the monster girl Sergeant Kim met in the last episode of season 2 where his platoon went inside the facility (now she's outside with the others). Yeah, definitely a polar opposite role. Strange I didn't saw her actress name in the SH2 cast list, I wonder why

Some glimpses of tragedy and doom that will happen to the soldiers (and if my memory is correct there's the sick woman with military boyfriend as well). It's not pretty, I know

We got action duo Eun-yu and Chan-young obviously fighting the monsters (and probably Neohumans too). His fans on twt pointing out in an understandable fear because of the genre that this little sneak peak might be summarizing his final appearances (as in death flag), but let's see when the season is released. I'm positive he's gonna survive, but if he got the Ji-su treatment, welp won't be surprised again this time

The scene where everyone (including Hyun-su and not just the stadium survivors) gathered outside, I wonder what was that for? 🤔 There are some monster cocoons as well

Only Kim and one of his crew who survived Bamseom?

Where did Hyun-su get the cool black suit? Did he go to another shopping mall like at the early episodes of season 2? Have he consider wearing a sleeveless cloth because it's a shame the expensive sleeve got ripped again

My bad feeling and paranoia is skyrocketing again with that Eun-hyeok only scene 😶 Yeah I know he literally walked with Eun-yu and Hyun-su on the first official teaser pic back in February. But better safe than sorry, I never trust that kind of blank sinister look and head tilting

Hoooo, Hyun-su is talking about taking out and killing Sang-won? 👀 Can't wait for the unlimited stabbing and flirting between them (featuring Eun-hyeok if the battle royal gonna be real)

We (I mean Hyun-su) gonna fight a bigger protein monster?

Who does Sang-won refer to with the "we'll meet soon? Hyun-su? His biological child?

Good luck with your family drama and inner monster struggle, Yi-kyung. Wish you all the best

Please do correct me if I'm wrong or add what you noticed but I didn't on the reply. Thank you

[spcowboyau]

HOMEWARD BOUND: PROLOGUE 4 CW: EYESTRAIN

STAN: Alright so it's kind of a long story that's got a buncha background to it, but basically there was this one gang o' outlaws at the saloon that fateful day, people call 'em 'The Boys'. They was quarrelin' with some other gang that's real unimportant in Butters' story here, so I'll spare you the introduction. STAN: Anyways, the quarrel escalated real quick 'n a bar fight broke out. Boy, fists were flying, I tell you! KYLE: ..right. STAN: Yep, then one of the fellers figured he might need a better weapon or somethin.

STAN: He swooped in, snatched the bottle Butters was pourin' right out of his hand...

STAN: .....and shattered it on the counter.

STAN: Shards flew everywhere. STAN: And one of them hit... KYLE: Butter's eye..? STAN: Bullseye! STAN: Heh. KYLE: ....Ouch..

STAN: Must've hurt like a bitch, the way the shard was covered in whiskey. STAN: ...and the way it was. a shard. STAN: Oh don't worry though, idiot who did it was courteous enough to escort Butters out of the warzone n' pay the doctor's fee for 'em.

KYLE: Huh! STAN: See, not all of us bandits are complete pricks! STAN: I am, however. KYLE: STAN: I'm kidding, geez! Did they not have a sense of humor where you come from? KYLE: KYLE: Not really. No. STAN: STAN: Ah

STAN: Oh well, looks like I got one more thing to teach you, this will be a difficult, a sense of humor might take many a years to master, 'specially for someone like you. KYLE: (SPARKY: I know what you are.) STAN: Anyhow, that was the story you wanted. I dunno if I relayed this correctly. I wasn't there you know, 'n Butters IS the type to sugarcoat things, so maybe it was a lot worse in actuality. Then again, he also tends to overdramatize everything. Hm. It's a hit or miss with him really.. STAN: I wonder where those outlaws are right now actually, y'know me an-

STAN: Oh hey, there he is right now! KYLE: ?!?!!!!!!!!!!?! HUH

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[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Can u do the Curtis gang +curly with a f!scene reader plz!!!! :3333

Ofc Darlin!!! I’d freakin loveeeeeeeee to!! We love our scene queen x gang requests!!

The Gang + Curly Shepard x F! Scene Reader

Ponyboy Curtis

-he thinks you’re soooo cool

-super intimidated though

-he’s memorized your entire schedule before he actually talks to you lmao

-he’s down sooo bad

-he started listening to scene music too just for you

-after doing hours of research to find out your style

-and one time you were in the library and he played the music just a little too loud in hopes of you noticing

-“Is that <insert band name>?! I LOVE them!! I didn’t think anyone else here listened to that stuff…”

-he acts chill about it like he didn’t just start a week ago when he saw you

-once he finally gets the guts to ask you out you say yes

-he goes on music + reading dates with you

-he’d try to match bracelets, bandanas, belts, rings, anything subtle

-probably the most expected couple

Johnny Cade

-LOVES your style

-he sees you one day walk by when he’s sitting in the lot and his eyes pop out of his skull

-he loves everything. He loves your hair, your skirt, your bright fishnets, all your jewelry, your makeup

-it’s so big… and obnoxious in the best possible way

-he loves too

-he doesn’t stop thinking about you after that

-it isn’t until dally and ponyboy get tired of him mentioning you that their like go talk to her man

-so he finally does, and he thinks you’re sooo cool

-scene doesn’t really work well on him, but he tries to match you in subtle ways like pony too

-matching bracelets fsfs

-Fr if you make him a few bracelets he will never stop wearing them

-when you finally start dating he really likes a lot of the music

-and if anyone has to say anything about you

-they can welcome Johnnys fist to their face

Sodapop Curtis

-he was shocked when he saw you walk in to say the least

-he’s never seen anyone like you before

-super intrigued

-he gets surprised when after a few days he realizes he has a huge crush on you

-he usually dates girls like cherry, but with you…. He’s definitely willing to make an exception

-you have the rare ability to make him nervous

-and falter in his usual effortlessly charming manner

-and one day he gets enough of a pep talk from Steve to ask you out

-and he does, giving the biggest, stupidest grin

-when you guys date it’s so cute

-he tried to let you do makeup on him one time

-it didn’t end well

-he can’t sit still 💀😭

Darry Curtis

-the least expected couple

-he’s a very traditional dude

-so seeing you is kinda like 🤯🤯🤯

-when he sees you walking down the street

-his jaw drops so low you have to dig a hole in the ground 💀💀

-he’s just stunned by you’re mere existence

-he asks Sodapop and Ponyboy about you at dinner

-and there both like OoOoOoOOoh someone has a crushhhhhh

-he’s in denial fr

-but he finally goes up to talk to you one day when you’re both shopping

-and asks a bit awkwardly “So… uhm… what’s with your outfit?”

-then realizes how rude he sounds “WAIT not like it’s not amazing- I mean you’re amazing- beautiful too- wait-“

-you giggle at him and smile “Oh, I just really like dressing in the same culture as my music taste”

-that gets the ball rolling and you two actually get along pretty nicely

-you both turn heads for real though

-and Sodapop and Ponyboy see you as a really cool aunt/older sister

-matches belts and jewelry with you

Dallas Winston

-now, he has never seen a broad like you before

-was secretly a bit intimidated

-but he’s not gonna show that………..

-he probably went up to you on a dare though

-made some rude jokes

-and you furrowed your brows

-“You know, it’s really not cool to make those jokes. You don’t like it when people assume things about you for being a grease hm?”

-he’s super surprised at your reaction

-and for once in this ever loving man’s life he reflects on his actions

-he sighs “You’re right, doll. What’s your name anyway, princess?” He says with a smirk

-matches belts and jewelry with you

Two Bit Mathews

-he saw you

-and instantly made jokes

-it’s two bit you guys what you expect

-“Do you come out of bed like that or…”

-“Damn, what unicorn threw up on your clothing?”

-“You’re gonna cut off your circulation with that much jewelry doll.”

-of course it’s all good fun, and you roast him back with equal wit

-which is kinda when he realizes he’s in love

-he asks you out

-you say yes

-he absolutely wear matching belts, jewelry and even shirts with you

-you made a Micky Mouse scene outfit and showed it to him

-and he LOVED IT

Steve Randle

-oh girl

-you rocked his whole world whenever you walked towards him

-he looks you up and down for a full minute

-like omfg she’s sick

-he tries to hold back his excitement when he talks to you

-he thinks you’re style is so cool

-asked multiple times to touch your wig

-he grins so hard when you let him

-he asks you out the soonest

-you guys are very cute together

-you give him something interesting to look at while he works on cars fs

-he loves your wigs so much

-kisses your hair all the time

Curly Shepard

-thinks you’re styles kickass, and you’re a total bad bitch

-I mean he’s a bit punk/grunge himself

-probably the most familiar with alt styles in general out of everyone

-he hits on you almost immediately

-checking you out with a smirk and a whistle

-loving the way your fishnets and skirt makes your legs and thighs look

-you guys are a scary ass couple to encounter

-the punk/grunge and the scene

-he matches belts with you and you both take a little bit from each other

-you mix a bit of his punk/grunge in your scene fits

-and he mixes some scene into his punk/grunge fits

-and he sometimes does matching eyeliner with you

-and it looks super kick ass on him

[charlie-pippin-faraday]

My danganronpa v3 chapter 6 running commentary:

"MY NAME IS MAKOTO??????"

excuse me you black-haired bitch you're not makoto naegi

bro what the HELL was going on in that cutscene i'm so confused

"if my actions result in your deaths so be it" nah there's something wrong here, that doesn't sound like that keebo i know

keebo's protecting us he's stalling keebo i love you i love you so much

guys i gotta level up my FRIENDSHIP POINTS to move ROCKS

ah shit fam we finally found kokichi's lab. it looks like a door from fallout in a literal tunnel underground lol

kokichi wants to be a batman villain so bad

is kokichi actually the ultimate improv comedian or something what is this

what is the "inconsistency" in the hope's peak academy book that shuichi pointed out but won't tell me? come on now don't leave me hanging. is it that makoto established the academy for normies actually? or is it something to do with the secret DR2 killing game?

i'm not wrong about either of those facts, am i? am i misremembering? didn't makoto say in i think the anime that he wanted to establish the new hope's peak for everyone and not just ultimates? and weren't the events of jabberwock island kept a secret from the general public? the fact that he was trying to rehab the remnants of despair in the neo world program was supposed to be a secret, right? to protect them?? am i wrong about that??

that flashback light only had me more confused

woah you can go outside and watch an action sequence of keebo fighting an exisal that's fucking sick

kokichi has the wax figure of rantaro?? just strung up by his bed?? what the????

oh THAT'S where the caged child document went!

so he really WAS the leader of the ultimate improv comedy group

i bet they do flash mobs

i think a more accurate title for him would be "ultimate little shit"

obsessed with the whiteboard in his room with all our pictures on it. he wrote who murdered whom, then wrote "suspicious" by maki, "weird" by keebo, "trustworthy?" by me, and "annoying" by the monokubs lol

REAL makoto naegi??? in the flashback flesh???

hell yeah we're FINALLY going to rantaro's lab!

...now that i'm in here i instantly regret it i don't like it in here

how did kokichi know about the vaults in rantaro's lab early enough to leave those notes? did HE even leave those notes? and WHY do the vaults have a monokuma USB in them?

is it gonna have that message from rantaro that we saw in a cutscene earlier?

ha i knew it

ultimate survivor? maybe himiko wasn't joking when she said maybe he went on a bunch of game shows lol. get this man to CBS

"i never imagined rantaro the first victim would come up again like this" i mean, *i* could! at least i was hoping. there were way too many unanswered questions about him

the voice of one of these unnamed classmates in this flashback sounds SUSPICIOUSLY like bryce papenbrook. i've learned never to take his presence lightly in these games

cold sleep room?!

aw hey the whole gang back together in the flashback! man it's been awhile since i've seen some of these people

i'm sorry, kaede has a TWIN??????

bro this game actually game overed me because i spent too much time clicking on people to talk to. I WAS TRYING TO BE THOROUGH IN MY INVESTIGATION!!!!!!! i didn't think it would do that to me, i just thought the time limit would be done once i'd completed everything. ffs

...motherkuma?

oh the mastermind just be making flashback lights to include whatever memories they choose? so yeah they all have to be COMPLETE crap

if himiko suddenly reappeared and is once again being super unhelpful about how she escaped the sealed hidden room, i'm guessing that means there's another door to that room

oh shit fam a hidden passage in the girl's bathroom? hm

hey they repaired keebo's ahoge! which was the key to his inner voice clearly

ha i knew those "small bugs" were actually cameras of a sort

"i'll hit them with my 'all your relationships will end up being love triangles' curse!" damn himiko that's cold. i feel like a remnant of despair would enjoy that tho

you know, if you'd asked me to predict who my final group would be, i NEVER would have guessed himiko and tsumugi. maki absolutely, keebo maybe, but never those two. this is such an odd grouping to be the final one

wait how the fuck do you know about jabberwock island, shuichi? or was that less secret than i thought?

i need to know more about this "previous game" rantaro survived

god how i fucking WISH rantaro was the ultimate game show host that would be so funny

your honor my girlfriend kaede was innocent!!!!!!!

are you telling me that the throwaway joke the game grumps made about the shot put ball landing right next to rantaro and not actually hitting him is what ACTUALLY happened???

i knew everyone kind of brushing off that tsumugi went to the bathroom back in chapter 1 was odd

we're doing a closing argument now? we haven't even hit intermission. i assume part 2 of this trial is just gonna be off the rails then

they're literally all begging tsumugi to tell them she's not the mastermind but she can't do it

dude if kokichi were here he would be tearing her apart verbally

junko the 53rd?! new ultimate despair?

is tsumugi just doing a REALLY effective cosplay rn?

they all keep trying to tell me that kokichi was a remnant of despair but i don't believe he was

don't tell me that makoto went back on his promise to have hope's peak be for normies

i like to believe that toko wrote this book

yeah i knew all those memories were fake as shit. we're in like a hunger games arena i'm calling it now

lol they weren't even hope's peak students? i'm willing to be they're not even ultimates at all, and not a single one of their backstories is real

i like to imagine everyone who's died so far is watching this from another room like everyone eliminated from a season of the bachelor or survivor watching the finale episode

the ONLY piece of evidence leading me to believe anything told to us might've been even remotely real is kaito's strange illness. other than that, i'm fairly certain every single thing told to us about the backstory and the outside world is fake. i bet there is no gofer project, there were no meteorites, there is no disease

what the- HAJIME?????

mahiru? okay this is starting to get a little batshit. felt some whiplash when she turned into hiro and then soda

hey don't you DARE turn into makoto naegi that feels disrespectful

bro does this take place in a different universe from the other two games???

this is getting way too meta

i have no idea where this goes from here if this isn't in the same universe as the other games

wait are we actually in a time loop of sorts, like i'd predicted awhile back?

oh dude i just noticed there are little "V"s and "3"s in the eyes when tsumugi is cosplaying

is this girl really blaming her actions on ~society~?

bro this is getting WAY too meta. like, past the point of being fun

shuichi just shouting at them to shut up is my mood rn

is this a roundabout way of saying they're all quote-unquote actors?

damn even that illness was fake huh

bro not her actually becoming soda to make the tenko comparison 😂

guys i'm not really sure what to make of this. idk where to go from here

like i genuinely feel like a bucket of cold water was just poured on me. like. what the fuck is this

guys i'm gonna be real: this fucking sucks. i've never been a fan of "it was a dream this whole time and none of it mattered or was real" storylines. it's lazy writing. and i really feel it here

bro i got the BAD END??

...or maybe not?

oh my god is keebo gonna be my actual savior??

i knew keebo was the only bitch around here i could trust

hang on am i playing as keebo now?? it's my dream. he had an ahoge for a reason! the TRUE true protagonist! this game is starting to redeem itself

lol of course that was an antenna. and he was basically the first person camera for the audience? interesting

you know this means in the final chapter the audience wasn't watching the rest of us running around finding clues for the situation, they were watching keebo fight exisals lol

ULTIMATE HOPE ROBOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

there's always an ultimate hope at the end of these. and it's very interesting that unlike the other games, they didn't have it be the character i was controlling for a majority of the game. and tbh i think that was the correct choice. shuichi you're great and your heart's in the right place but you're not the ultimate hope lol

oh this is now a battle to save keebo's life???????? oh i am putting my ALL into this

the fuck kind of rules are these? even if we win we gotta sacrifice two of us? huh?

speaking of, what happened to the 11 other people in this game? are they actually dead? or not? that feels very unclear now

i gotta fight shuichi in verbal sword battle? i gotta fight essentially myself?

i was never good at the sword minigames i could never figure out the best way to control it

oh man that poor boy is just so clinically depressed

and the fact that we had that sword fight to clair de lune...oh man

shuichi i am unsure about this logic of yours

oh am i shuichi again now?

yes shuichi we stan a weak king

tsumugi don't you dare talk as makoto you're making a mockery of everything he stood for

wait now i get to be himiko too? i better get a turn as maki by the end of this

oh thank god i do

thank goodness i didn't enable the "more time" skill

did they fry keebo?????????? unforgiveable unforgiveable UNFORGIVEABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh my god they took him over i hate this. let me go back to playing as keebo again

THEY ERASED HIS PERSONALITY??????? i'm never forgiving this game. this last chapter is like the finale of how i met your mother

at least he came back to say goodbye 😭

I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT THIS FAR AND THEY FUCKING TOOK KEEBO FROM ME NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

can't believe i had to fight keebo and not tsumugi in the final battle

"we're friends, aren't we?" oh shut the fuck UP, tsumugi

no votes? thanks keebs

keebo fucking razing the place to the ground and executing everyone else in the process was NOT how i expected this game to end

oh shit they pulled a fast one on me with this epilogue - shuichi and maki and himiko lived?!? damn

they've made it unclear whether or not this is ACTUALLY in the same world as makoto and friends ughhh

i hate that they ripped keebo from me at the last second. they erased his personality and made him self-destruct. he was the hero but at what cost. this is a personal betrayal

could they rebuild him? maybe? all i want is a reunion with keebo and the survivors (VERY small survivor pool this time btw)

i'm going to be thinking about keebo nonstop for days fyi

guys, i gotta be real with you. this was the most unsatisfying horseshit. it felt like nothing mattered, and honestly it felt like they were making a mockery of us for enjoying the previous games and content. i didn't like it. and honestly it felt...lazy? like i had been speculating so much about how this would connect with the rest of the danganronpa plot and how this would build upon the already established story and characters. like you should've seen the theories i had in my head (one of my best ones: tsumugi was a rogue hope's peak student who idolized junko and wanted to do a killing game in her honor. keebo was a plant from makoto and the future foundation/academy to guide the others and eventually help lead to their rescue - that would've been a great plotline tbh). but no, none of that happened, it didn't build on the story, it didn't add to it, it wasn't part of the same story. it was just............nothing. it didn't lead anywhere, it didn't build up to anything. it just went nowhere and did nothing, it wasn't connected. it felt like all the investigating i did to find out the truth was a waste of time, and all the plot twists and turns that happened and all the choices the characters made had no fucking payoff. it was so frustrating. there are so many creative choices they could've made to build on the story in the danganronpa world but...that meta bullshit was not it.

in other news, i have already started writing a fanfiction: an alternate version of v3 that actually takes place in-universe, therefore making all the games connected! and i think what i've thought up is pretty good, ngl. it might be related to that theory i mentioned above. if you're interested in reading, lmk and i'll work to write it faster!

and thus officially concludes my v3 gameplay commentary! i might post here and there about my experiences in the bonus modes as i do them

[sseanettles]

@lasarusbird you wanted my essay sooo I’m gonna word vomit for a bit about the dichotomy of Arthur Holmwood/Lucy Westenra and Jonathan Harker/Mina Murray and it's gonna be really rambley and not fully fleshed out and start with me just going off about lucy and then forced emotional repression so bear with me but likeeeeee okay. okay. hm.

I know there are less kind (& tbh likely on point to stoker’s authorial intent given he was a Victorian man) analyses to do of the women in this book and their relationships and of lucy specifically & her whole portrayal/her death/the way Stoker’s vampiricism vilifies women for having a sexuality and how a staking death is very phallic apparently and Lucy’s death was “overly graphic.” but like. I think that’s a highly unimaginative, easy take because. um.

there’s also an entirely different way to read it?????

(to preface, I am a romantic sex-repulsed/indifferent ace, so I really, truly adore Lucy and relate so fucking hardcore to the whole loves big, loves broadly, it’s confusing, it’s hard, you don’t want to hurt people but do not mistake my intent thing, and the horror of being twisted into something that went from loving broadly and romantically and within her own control to lusting uncharacteristically with an insatiable hunger with no other drive than to hurt and to drain just….really hits in a way that I get can offend allosexual folks but like for me is a very deep-hitting horror.)

So anyway the BIG fucking thing for me is that it's NOT that lucy is “punished” for wanting three husbands. Dracula does not pick her because she dared to have desires. Lucy’s big-hearted love kept her alive for so much longer than Dracula intended. Lucy’s love saves her for as long as it can, it staves off Dracula for as long as it can until that gluttonous, cruel being who seeks only to destroy, who seeks to covet and absorb and steal, finally, finally gets what he came for. Lucy’s love fills her with the blood of four men, pulls her from the edge of death time and time again, but because she’s a sleepwalker, because her mother thinks she knows best, because the gang doesn’t communicate openly and effectively and honestly with each other, because they can’t talk openly and honestly with Lucy’s mother given her own illness (and as someone who literally works with heart patients for a living, the high stress will kill them thing at ESHF is very real), because her husband is not home to see the extent and speed of her deterioration because he is simultaneously tending to his beloved, dying father, because Dracula gets what he wants once he’s decided he wants it, Lucy dies. Lucy dies, in the end, because she is alone.

Lucy lived as long as she did because she loved so much. And because so many loved her.

She is not penalized for her love. Her love keeps her alive for as long as it can until the unstoppable march of the Count claims its final victory.

And Arthur…Arthur knows about her love for Seward and Quincey!!! When he goes to Lucy’s body after her first death, he brings Seward in with him. He tells him I know you loved her, she told me, and she loved you, you were her best friend, she told me everything. He does not hate Seward. There is no jealousy, no grandstanding, no you had your fling, your fleeting romance, but she was mine, your grief has no business here. There is instead I loved her. And I know you loved her, too. And I know she loved you. Please…please come with me. Please stand in my grief with me, because I know it’s your grief, too. There is Quincey staying with Arthur throughout his mourning, keeping him steadfast company because his grief is Arthur's grief and reverse, there is Quincey giving Mina a passing glimpse into his own grief that he keeps smothered down to tend to Arthur as best as he can.

And yes, you can read this as the “mother-ing” of the women, the diminishing of them to the angel in the house and the caretaker.

But you can also read it as a pulling back of the curtain on the tragedy and pain that is existing in a world that demands such stoicism of men in the face of such loss and grief. Arthur lost his wife, killed his wife, and he is not allowed to mourn openly. He has no less than three separate breakdowns, and the only one who gives him the space to lean into it, to fully release to body-wracking sobs and self-harm, is Mina. Mina is the only one who has a place in Victorian society that allows her to feel grief to that depth (hell we STILL fucking deal with that toxic bullshit mindset today), and Arthur needs that space, he is denied that space, he is denied that release, and until he steps into Mina’s world, he has been suffering on a level that cannot be healed for a man in this society. But Mina’s world gives that mercy. Patriarchy is a double-edged sword. And Quincey gets a passing touch of that mercy too when he sees Mina’s own emotional aftermath to Arthur’s breakdown and offers her some compassion for her pain, for Arthur’s pain. Which is why they all react in the way that they do to Mina’s gentleness and kindness (hey, Harker, your wife is a goddess among women). It’s not oh look, fucking mother-role and caretaker and angel-wife strikes again.

It's you have an emotional intelligence and freedom I so desperately need but cannot access for myself. I have never been given this. I don’t know how to do it. How do you do this, how do you mourn like this, Arthur is shouldering the grief of his father, his wife, his mother-in-law, the grief of his friends, of Mina—how does a single man bear all of this?

The answer is, he doesn’t. He shouldn’t. He should be allowed to cry and to scream and to sob and to beat his hands upon his head and to weep like a child because this is so much pain. It is so much pain, and it needs to be released, and he is not allowed by societal script and mandate to do so.

Until Mina enters.

You can read it as perpetuation of the same sexist dysfunction. Of the separation of the spheres and of emotional labor.

You can also read it from today as a (likely accidental) critique of it…as a good god, look at this extra level of tragedy. Look at this extra level of fucked up. Look at how this system has failed everyone in it. And look at how they are starting to chip away at the boundaries of it all by talking to each other, by sharing in their love, in their pain, in their sorrow. Look at how it binds them together and in the end lifts them to victory over the Count who operates by isolating and coveting.

Anyway. Now we get into Arthur vs. Jonathan. Because oh MAN do I have thoughts and I know we all go feral over Jonathan and Mina and for like. Obvious reasons. But if we can also go apeshit a bit over Arthur/Lucy uhhhhhhhh I would love that folks okay let me get on my soap box real quick.

Jonathan/Mina and Arthur/Lucy are two sides of the same coin. We all know all the pages and pages of meta about Jonathan and Mina that we’ve all written about the Victorian Addamses of it all and the “I would damn my soul to stay at your side” and the “if you’re damned, I’m damned with you” and the sickbed wedding in a world where the man was the breadwinner and the financial and inheriting power, if he was disabled or insane or died, you as a woman were fucked. We know all that. We were all at the devil’s sacrament, we’re all that good place meme. And I do adore them very much.

But Arthur/Lucy.....Arthur/Lucy is “you asked me to bring you peace…and even if it robs me of mine forever more, I shall bring you peace.” Arthur/Lucy is “I will open my veins for you until there is nothing left to open, even if our hope of a happy ending is slimmer than that Arthurian sword at sunrise, I will open my veins for you and I would fill you with my own self until I am on death’s threshold myself.” Arthur/Lucy is “you are my wife. And our vow was til death do us part, and I will honor that. I will honor that, I will ensure that death has truly parted us, til death do us part, and this is not death, so I will not yet be parted from you.”

Arthur/Lucy is “like the figure of Thor.” And this part is what makes me so goddamn feral over them. Okay, so I’ve done quite a lot of research into Norse mythology both for my own interest and as a pagan and particularly through sources that do their best to separate (to the best of our historic ability) Nordic faith from Christian missionary distortion and common misrepresentations that exist because of that lens. And one of the big ones Thor is not a battle god or a war god or anything like that. If you’re thinking battle frenzy beserker that’s actually O∂inn. What Thor was the god of was the god of hallowing. Thor rendered things holy/drove out dark and troublesome elements. Lightning, thunder, the hammer--all means of that hallowing. Thor was a defender, a god of honorable men and honorable fighters. Thor was invoked at weddings to bless the newly married couple and the life they were about to embark upon together…to bless the way ahead to be traveled.

Now, again, I doubt Bram Stoker knew this. I doubt that was what he intended as he had Seward describe Arthur staking vampire Lucy as “like the figure of Thor.” But it is, nonetheless, what he has written on an actual factual level.

And that (please read sarcastically) “phallic, overly violent, misogynist” death scene that “punishes Lucy for having desires?” With the imagery of Thor, god of hallowing, the blesser of marriage and unfolding life, husband to Sif goddess of the earth’s fertility…that becomes a husband fulfilling his vows to his wife. That becomes him honoring their vows in the way they never could because the Count robbed them of their future. That becomes him reclaiming Lucy’s soul and spirit and heart and love from the Count, giving it back to her, to how she existed and how she loved and how she lived, because that is what a husband and wife do. They safeguard each other, and he promised. He promised he would give her peace. He promised he would love her and protect her. And so, he kills the monster that had made a home within his wife’s body, banishes it from his beloved’s form until she is herself again. Until she belongs to herself again and is granted peace in God’s rest. And yeah. The monster writhes and screams and sprays blood everywhere because it’s an animal getting put down with a stake. There is a lot of blood in a body that has been drinking nothing but blood. If you want to read that sexually, go for it. You can also just. Not. Do that. Also, she made her main food source kids, what the fuck do you mean Lucy’s vampiricism is unhinged sexuality. As a vampire, she tries to lure (if I remember right) exactly one man to her, her husband, with a temptress’ voice and trance state. When it doesn’t work, she doesn’t start luring men left and right which is what she should have done if her vampiricism was truly punishing her for “sexual desire of multiple men.” Instead, she lures children to her and eats them as a twisting of the mother she would have been. She becomes the perversion of the life that was stolen from her, of the future the Count robbed from them. And Arthur gives her back to herself. He gives her the peace that she asked Van Helsing on her deathbed to give her.

Even if it destroys him. Even if it leaves him sobbing and wrecked. Even if it brings him such pain, even if it distresses him so much that he is just drenched in sweat and collapses at the end not from exertion but from the sheer emotional and psychological toll it took on him, even through all of it….

Where Jonathan looked Mina in the eye when she said “do not let me turn into this godforsaken monster” and he replied “I’m sorry but I cannot promise that, I cannot kill you, but I can promise you won’t be alone,” Arthur Holmwood looked his beloved Lucy in the eye, kissed her on the brow, and said “no matter how it pains me, I promise I won’t leave you barred from your peace.” Where Jonathan went from sweet and wide-eyed to the world to jaded and driven and almost angry, Arthur went from generous but solemn lord-in-waiting to a vulnerable and open, kind, sorrow-edged man. Jonathan’s pain drove him inward. Arthur’s drove him outward.

And call me basic…but I see you, Lord No-Don’t-Call-Me-Godalming-Not-Yet. I see you, Arthur Thor Holmwood. I see you, Mister Peacegiver. And I give you your flowers.

up next a rant about claims that van helsing was creepy with lucy on her deathbed or infantilizes only the women

[vittoriaisfuckingpathetic]

RHODES POST-GAZETTE

MARCH 15, 1989 In a long-abandoned manor located deep within the swamps of Bayou Nwa, one amateur historian made a remarkable discovery. Underneath the floorboards, a satchel with a faded HM monogrammed into the leather was discovered. While a few items of interest were found, the photographs are perhaps the most important discovery. These images are believed to be photographs of the infamous Van der Linde gang shortly before their dissolution.

“If these pictures are indeed of the Van der Linde gang, they paint a picture of the gang’s day-to-day life,” historian Josephine Chǎtaney noted, “Oftentimes, we get so caught up in the infamy of the group that we forget that they, too, were in fact real people.”

The gang’s exploits were recorded in the firsthand account of John (Jack) Marston’s 1927 novel American Venom and later popularized by the 1959 film Red Dead Redemption starring John Wayne.

”I really think these pictures are of Dutch’s boys. I mean, these guys are legends. Honestly, I can’t believe I got lucky enough to find these.” the amateur historian — a man by the name of Ricky De Santa — went on to say.

The photos are currently under the care of the Blackwater Historical Society, undergoing restoration to be displayed in the Blackwater Museum.

John (Jack) Marston declined to comment on the photographs.

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

I used to want to fuck Gabriel as a joke but it's genuinely starting to consume me, why the fuck is the slutty angel this hot gang, I don't get it. I wanna kiss him sloppy style

This image applies to helmets as well. Get in there and start suckig‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Cough.

Anyway. I would assume the appeal for most hm.. normal people,, is that he’s a mega sub. Who said that.

But he’s also, at least from v1s pov, very large.. and yes I know the in game sizes aren’t canon but big gabe is real to me. I would assume this also appeals to many 🤔

Cough. And for the fweaks (me and im sure many others) not only is he a mega sub, he’s also a masochist. Keep throwing rocks at him for enrichment.(he loves it)

And for the REAL FWEAKS aka people with the highest level of Taste: he is wearing armor and isn’t human

But im biased as a tin can enjoyer (characters made of metal or covered in metal) and faceless character enthusiast. Everything else is just a bonus for me 😏 no face is all I need.

[alaskan-wallflower]

I need more Darry raising the boys headcannons!!! Like how is Darry as a parent?

Hm…honestly I feel like he tries to draw the line between parenting and being a brother! He doesn’t like being seen as a parent because that just isn’t who he is! So firstly I kinda feel like he tries to draw that line of distinction. Even punishing his brothers is something he hates doing because he’s their big brother, not their dad…I know a lot of people like to headcanon that Pony would call him “dad” by accident sometimes when he’s sad or sick but I feel like that would really hurt Darry because he’s not their dad. And he doesn’t want to be. But he’ll try anyway.

He was definitely rocky at first…I mean his brothers had always respected him so that wasn’t an issue but with Ponyboy being thirteen and Soda being sixteen it was just…a lot

Raising Ponyboy was a lot harder because Soda was pretty much independent for lack of better terming while Ponyboy still somewhat needed that guidance (I hope this doesn’t sound like I’m babying him but I feel like a 13 y/o is a lot harder to raise up than a 16 y/o since Pony’s just so much younger)

He was pretty awkward at first with discipline…he didn’t really want to punish his brothers because he didn’t feel like he had the right to as their brother but eventually he got over that

Signing Pony’s school papers and even trying to help Soda manage his paychecks was very painful for him

Now onto happier stuff-

Darry always always ALWYAS goes to Pony’s track meets-he’ll literally skip work to go to them because he doesn’t want Pony to feel like his big brother isn’t there for him. like Darry knows the rest of the gang will be there but it’s different since Darry is his big brother

Darry literally always cheers the loudest and holds no qualms. At all. He doesn’t care if the other parents are getting mad

Whenever Soda gets employee of the month Darry will frame that picture of him on the fridge

The one time that was awkward was when Pony started dating and Darry had to set up rules

I know people think Darry would be super overprotective and like checking on Pony and his girlfriend every five minutes but let’s be real I don’t think Pony would ever take it that far. Also Darry trusts Pony.

If anyone’s overprotective it’s Soda lmfao

Darry still reinforces the same rules with both his brothers-no keeping the doors closed, stuff like that

Darry was a teenager once too, he knows. And he’ll tell Pony straight up that if he’s gonna do anything he needs to use protection (meanwhile Pony looks like he’s about to barf because he doesn’t WANT that)

Darry also had to learn to be there a lot more for his brothers

I mean he was always there for them but he knew he’d have to be there in a different kind of way because his parents weren’t there to help

The first time Pony and/or Soda really opened up in a more than siblings way and more like a parent way he cried himself to sleep

Taking care of his brothers when they weren’t feeling well was also something he had to learn how to do

He always made their mom’s soup for them and herbal tea and he became a lot more nurturing in a way?

He also had to learn how to cook for three teenagers and the first few nights he severely underestimated their appetites

Half his paycheck goes to food let’s be real

Pony’s growth spurt was especially hard because he just…wasn’t able to keep up with Pony’s appetite and he felt awful

Anyway I think that’s all I have 😭 hope these are good!

[cure-icy-writes]

Okay so. A lot of people have been making cute little dungeon meshi aus where it's modern, but specifically the cast lives in one place. Figured I should maybe share mine?

Anyways. Dungeon Meshi but it's midwestern.

-Senshi, i think, is a regular presence in the church but is the kind of christian that the pastor has beef with. He has an apron with two fish and five loaves of bread on it, and can be found at pretty much every barbecue and church potluck. No one's sure if he's really devoted to jesus or just heard the story of a guy feeding an entire crowd and started showing up to church to feed people. He has caused two married men to have their bisexual awakenings.

-The town they all live in has an extremely high density of restaurants, meaning the only thing to do around there is go out to eat. The gang goes out to eat new places a lot together!

-Izutsumi is a warrior cats kid who was probably bullied for hissing and biting the other kids. The gang recognizes that she's not mean, she's just badly socialized and also seventeen. She lives in a group home, but has been running away less ever since she got promised regular meals.

-Related: Chilchuk is a union guy who is covertly making sure every restaurant they go to is up to code. He keeps shutting down places for not having adequate safety measures for their employees.

-Izutsumi has decided she's going to hang out with Chilchuk sometimes and will stop by his workplace. He's insistent that he's not adopting any more children, but has been teaching her how to budget, how to lie convincingly enough to get a job, and the most ethical places to shoplift from with the fewest risks because she's going to steal things anyways.

-Marcille has never been to a cornfield in her life. She's a Chicago kid, who really misses her deep dish pizza and that really good Italian place, but she's here to study some rare microorganisms.

-Marcille studies a very weird field of medicine that involves looking for medical uses in odd places. She's looking to eliminate class divides in lifespan by trying to find more affordable medicines for diseases that primarily affect the lower class.

-Her father died of asbestos poisoning from working in unsafe conditions when she was a kid, so she's especially alert for it, and gets a little neurotic around flu season.

-Laios and Falin used to go to the creek behind their house all the time to catch crawdads, and sometimes he'll still do it for old time's sake.

-Laios flunked out of college because they couldn't handle his autism rizz. He's going to trade school for the culinary arts, but he keeps trying to cook things he shouldn't.

-Laios checked out the massive dragon books from the library and cried when he found out they weren't real.

-He does furry commissions online, but he's not the best with customer negotiations and keeps wondering how many nipples someone's fursona has. Chilchuk helped him build his profile to appeal to commissioners who like speculative biology.

-Falin watched her brother flunk and went "hm, I think I will not." she's an apprentice at a local gardening shop. You think she's a normal sweet cottagecore kind of girl but then she starts gushing about soil nutrients and sustainability and you realize. Oh. Oh this is the kind of girl who would romanticize being buried under a tree and having it consume her bones.

-Laios wears shirts with anatomically correct dinosaur skeletons on them, but he has to order them online and frequently complains that there are no good clothing shops nearby. Senshi heard him say this, and introduced him to fabric paint.

[bbyquokka]

3:42 pm (hjs)

genre: timestamp, mafia au, smut — MDNI!

warnings: gender-neutral reader, established relationship, pet names, unprotected sex, oral (m rec), deep throat/throat fucking, cum eating, mafia boss jisung, mentions of blood and injuries (cuts, bruises, scars from old wounds), possessive jisung, degrading, finger sucking, mention of a knife.

words: 1.3k ~ (1,371)

a/n: blame the anon that told me to write something for suit and glasses wearing jisung. not like i was delulu enough from watching the suit dance practise, lmaoo

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his body trembling. cold sweat coating his skin as the white shirt sticks to his chest, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing a distinct snake tattoo–a tattoo that everyone knows.

his face and knuckles bloody and bruised. a swollen lip and cut to the eyebrow. a few knife cuts on his arms where the perpetrator has tried to defend themselves from jisung pinning them down.

“ji–” you beg only to be met with silence. he's terrifying when he's like this. silence is more deadlier to you because you don't know how he is feeling or what he is thinking.

short, sharp pushes to your shoulder blade from behind causes you to stumble through his home. his breathing is laboured, his hair unkempt with the ends coated in blood and sweat.

he pushes you to his office, slamming the door behind him as you stumble against his desk. he stares at you, jaw and fists clenching. 

“ji..” you whisper. he walks to you, slowly. his hands shaking with adrenaline as tears threaten to spill from his lower lash line.

“what have i told you, yn? hm?!” his voice bellowing throughout the office. you flinch a little as you shake, tears filling your eyes.

“i-i'm sorry, ji. i'm so so sorry!”

“i told you not to go outside without a body guard! do you know what could've happened to you?! do you even know how fucking dangerous it is, huh?!” you shake your head no slowly.

with shaky hands, jisung pushes his glasses up his nose, the glass lens cracked from the earlier impact. he grabs your shoulders, squeezing them harshly. his face close to yours and that's when you see it.

he's not mad at you. he's scared. the tough, mafia boss that you and everyone else knows, is scared. tears spilling down his cheek, his eyes holding nothing but fear. his brows furrowed together as his face holding nothing but angst.

his body is trembling, hands squeezing your shoulders as if he is terrified of losing you.

“sungie..” you shakily whisper, reaching up and placing your hand on his cheek gently. the tough, dominant demeaner that you and everyone else is so used to, crumbling in an instance. he whimpers, letting out a long and shaky breathe that he has been holding for god knows how long.

he leans into the palm of your hand, his grip on your shoulders loosening up.

“i can't yn.. i can't lose you. i love you and you being out alone, is so fucking dangerous. you could get kidnapped or worse! so many people want to watch me crash and burn. they want to destroy everything i have and everything i love; you included!”

“i know, i know.. i'm so so sorry. i just wanted to do something for you. cook you a meal and just have a night with you. i wasn't thinking.. i'm so sorry..” you sob, tears spilling down your cheeks.

“my darling. don't cry. i understand and i'm sorry if i scared you.” 

“i think you scared the whole neighbourhood to be honest, ji. you fucked that gang up real good.”

jisung laughs softly, his cheeks turning red. he holds your waist gently, pulling you flush to his body. 

“no one fucks with you, not while i'm around.”

“han jisung.” you giggle, playing with the button of his shirt. “you're so sexy when you're possessive.”

“oh yeah?” he smirks. you hum and giggle before moaning suddenly as he leans in, kissing you with such force and hunger. his hands sliding down your body, cupping your ass.

saliva mixes together. tongues caressing and tangling in a fight for dominance. pants being exchanged between the two of you as you both hastily rip and shred each others clothing off. 

you both pull away for a spilt second, your eyes scanning every detail of jisung's chest and torso. tattoos and old wound scars decorate his soft skin with a happy trail sitting below his belly button.

“fuck..” you groan, automatically falling to your knees. you fumble with his belt, saying fuck it and leaving it when you become too impatient. jisung watches you, watches you pull his zipper down and fish his erection out.

your lips are automatically wrapped around his cock in an instance, head bobbing as you suck. you close your eyes, hands on his firm thighs as jisung holds the side of your head. 

“h-holy fuck, yn.” he pants. his glass slowly slipping down the bridge of his nose as he stares at you. he watches his veiny cock disappearing into your mouth and down your throat, his tip nudging and rubbing the back.

your tongue is flat to stroke the underside, the corner of your lips stretching and burning as you struggle to breathe. without warning, jisung bucks his hips thrusting at a fast pace. your eyes widen as you look up at him through your lashes to be met with a hungry man. 

he pushes your head further onto his cock so the tip of your nose bumps against his pubic area. your gag reflex activates, saliva pooling and spilling down your chin as tears slide down your cheeks. 

you grip onto jisung's thighs, nails digging into the fabric of his suit pants and his skin. the sound of his breathy and whorish moans echoing in your ears. 

“i want to fucking ruin you, punish you for what you've done today.” he groans. you tremble with pleasure, mind filled with nothing but thoughts of wanting jisung to bend you over his desk and penetrate you, fill you up to the hilt and use you for his own satisfaction.

jisung's fingers tangle and tug at your roots, saliva and tears stain your pretty face. knees sore from the wood floor, throat burning from the abuse of jisung's cock–you wouldn't have it any other way though.

“you're going to be good for me and take it all. isn't that right yn?” jisung smirks. all you can do is hum around him. “good. i like it when you behave.”

a couple more thrusts later and his hips still. a string of strangled moans and throaty groans leave his lips as his cum shots down your throat. you have no option but to swallow it all, mainly because you want to please your lover.

he pulls out of your mouth with a pop, kneeling down and forcing his two fingers past your lips. he massages your tongue, stroking the inside of your cheeks as you suckle on him. his greedy eyes focusing on you as you grip onto his wrists and whimper.

“you're so good to me, yn. but i can't let what happened go, you know that better than anyone else.” he coos in a mocking tone. he pushes his hair back, revealing his sweat coated forehead before pushing his broke glasses up his nose again.

“up.” he commands. you oblige, stumbling up onto your feet as jisung follows suit. “strip and turn around. legs parted, hands on the desk.”

you nod once, not having to be told twice. you hastily remove the rest of your clothing, doing as jisung instructed. you part your legs as you hear the metal of a belt buckle being fumbled and pants being dragged down his legs.

he situates himself behind you, one hand on his cock, one hand on your hip. you hold your breath, anticipating his next move. you feel the tip of his cock tease and rub your entrance.

“i know you want his, yn. i know you're a cock hungry whore. why don't you be good for me and beg.”

“fuck.. please ji. please, i'm sorry about today and it won't ever happen again. i swear down!” you shakily beg.

“what are you again?” he leans down, chest onto your back. you look behind you from over your shoulder, his face dangerously close to yours.

“a cock hungry whore.” you whisper. jisung hums and grins in satisfaction, watching the way your eyes widen and an empty moan leave your parted lips as he penetrates you suddenly, pushing his cock inside until he is at the hilt.

“that's correct and don't you dare forget who you belong to, yn.” 

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I finished your AU as far as it is now and I want to say that you helped me appreciate Sonamy in a brand new way. I like that’s Sonic has more of his introverted eastern personality. While Amy is a mixture of her energy and mature nature. The way you put the story together is all so beautiful and I enjoyed every single second of reading it. The subtlety of their bond is what I liked the most. Sonamy, no matter what version has a subtleness I believe more people could appreciate by reading your AU. Keep at it. You do a fantastic job! 💙🩷

My only question is if you were to write your own songs for both of them, what would it be?

Okay first of all, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING AND FOR YOUR KIND WORDS AND FEEDBACK!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 It made my day!!! 😭😭💙💙💙

Secondly, yes!!! The subtlety of their relationship is something I LOVE so much about them in canon. I am planning on exploring it a little more deeply in this AU, but since I tagged it "slow burn" and want to stick to that, I want to drag it out as realistically as possible. 💙🩷 As I was "warning" @number-one-shadisper-shipper yesterday, I'm cooking up some angst for later in the story... 🫠 (more like the angst broke down the door and started chasing me around with a hammer) so that'll provide some opportunities to dive into some more of the depth there will be. But at the end of the day, yes, I want to stick to that lovely subtlety of their relationship, and how it will certainly be no traditional relationship! 🤣💙🩷

As for if I were to write my own songs for both of them... Hm. If you mean in universe, like what kind of songs they would be performing, then... Well, I've had ideas, some of which I more described in the narrative. I know Amy likes to write songs straight from her own life and feelings, and she likes to use metaphors. I've done similar (sorta) things myself, although I have zero talent when it comes to writing songs and music 🥲 I've definitely thought about at least writing out the lyrics to a song that one or both of them would write, since I won't have to assign a tune to it, and songs don't have to have perfect rhythm... 🤔

I snuck in the actual song "Reach for the Stars" for the Sunset Squad already, as I'm sure people noticed 🤭🤣 but honestly a lot of Sonic and gang's current music is more or less wishful thinking. They write about dreams and aspirations in a way that makes them feel real and in the NOW. I could definitely see about writing out something more direct like that for them, especially since I myself can relate to their dilemma; specifically Sonic's. 🥴 I'll sure keep the thoughts in mind as I go about this! 🤩💙🩷

Thanks so much for the ask! 🥰💙💙💙