#this makes me realize that i haven't seen a fic where mc is the one having a nightmare about solomon

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

Things I would like to see with Solomon...

Taking care of each other when sick (been done before, but they usually miss the getting the other one sick part)

From Cocytus hall, a date night to celebrate the opening of a shop that was one of their OG time faves

Sol helping MC safely express themselves in an absolute rage

MC happening upon Sol having a discussion with one of the Devildom cats

Diverting Sol from trying to cook by asking for tutoring with seductive speechcraft homework

MC having a nightmare that Sol died

:)

Ooh, these are genius ideas! Thank you, anon, for sharing with me. I'll see what I can cook up because these have definitely sparked something in me. I also definitely have an idea or two for a bday fic now, so big, BIG thank you!! <3

[acealonsowrites]

Subaru Mini Fic

My first official post on Tumblr AHH! So, true to my bio, I am a writer but I've never written fan fiction so please bear with me. I've been playing Tokyo Debunker for about a month or so now and I've had some headcanons and fic ideas just itching at my brain that I can no longer suppress. So I'll stop my yapping and let y'all get on to the story.

Pairing: MC/Reader x Subaru Kagami

Tags: SFW. Slight-ish(?) angst, misunderstanding, Subaru's all-around oblivious. Sorta mean Frostheim gen students. Ends in fluff.

Summary: When Subaru receives a confession letter asking him to meet up in person, all signs point to it being from you. Unsure of his feelings, Haku and Zenji encourage him to go for it, but will you be the one to show up at the Ethereal Spring?

It was another misty day in Hotarubi when you set foot into the all-too-familiar Japanese garden. The rain lightly dusted your face as you made your way to the front steps. You hadn't actually expected to visit Hotarubi today so your umbrella was still tucked away into some forgotten corner of your closet. Upon entering, you were met with a few lingering general students. They took the time to bow and greet you properly before going about their day, most likely on their way to their afternoon classes. You finally caught sight of the vice-captain, Haku, standing in the corridor right in front of what you had come to know as the reception room. His slitted eyes met yours, clearly as surprised to see you as you were to be there. He waved you over, opening the door to the reception room and waiting for you to walk in.

"Ah, MC. I didn't know you were coming over today. Is it another mission or did you just miss me?" He wordlessly handed you a towel, ushering you to sit down and dry yourself. His hands worked fast to prepare tea and sweets for the both of you. You ruffled through your bag, so focused on finding that envelope you missed Haku's question. "So, what brings you to Hotarubi, MC," he tried once more for your attention.

"Oh, sorry," you apologized as you finally felt your hands graze a papery texture far thicker than the other slips of discarded mission assignments and study guides that were scattered along your bag. "Mail delivery!"

Haku stared at the letter in your hands as he set two plates in front of you, one holding your tea and the other Haku's sweet pick of the day which happened to resemble the mochi he had served you on your first day at Hotarubi. "Seriously? They're really making you work hard, huh? I didn't realize that was part of your job as inspector."

"Neither did I," you said as an aside, "but this wasn't a Darkwick assignment. More like a general student pulled me aside to do this for her. I don't remember for sure but I think she was from Frostheim...," you trailed off as you took a bite of the mochi, a slight hint of caramel entering your mouth. "This is delicious, Haku, thank you! Anyways, where's Zenji and Subaru? I was sure my entrance would be accompanied by the sound of a biwa."

Haku leaned his chin on his hand, his elbow propped on the table in front of his own teacup. "Subaru should be somewhere around here, probably in his room, but I've already sent him a message on WickChat to let him know you're here. I'm sure he's rushing to come greet you as we speak. As for Zenji, I haven't seen him in about an hour but I remember him saying something about going to the lake for some inspiration. So, who's the letter for?" He pointed at the blank envelope, now resting near your hand. You paused, wracking your brain for a second.

"Oh! I was in such a rush to get here I forgot to address it. But, if I remember correctly, it's for Subaru."

Just then, Subaru opened the door to the reception room. Unlike your first time in Hotarubi, the captain was wearing his Darkwick uniform. You were pretty sure he must have had morning classes. "Oh good, MC, you're still here. I was afraid I'd miss you." You exchanged bows as he sat across from you next to Haku. After watching him politely accept Haku's offer for tea, you perked up and handed him the letter.

"Here you go, Subaru. This letter's for you."

"Thank you, MC. May I ask who it's from?"

At this, you froze. Your hands idly cradled your teacup before bringing it to your lips. "This is a bit embarrassing but I didn't actually get her name. In my defense, it didn't really seem like she wanted to tell me, but still, I have no excuse, I'm sorry." You bowed your head, feeling a small blush spreading through your cheeks. "I can at least tell you that it was a general student from Frostheim, though."

"Please, don't apologize. I'm sure I can figure out who it's from. Thank you for bringing it to me, MC." The actor's eyes flitted across your face, hesitating before his next words. "I really admire how hard you're working. Not just for Darkwick or us ghouls, but the general students too. I just hope you're taking care of yourself. You really shouldn't be coming to Hotarubi without an umbrella." He pointed to the towel around your neck. Your hair was still noticeably damp from the rain.

You smiled and stood up just as Haku returned with Subaru's tea. Haku gently took the towel from around your neck and started stroking your hair with it, his thumbs lightly massaging your temple. "There, see? She'll be fine." He smiled at his captain, who returned it with a shy gaze of his own, before turning to you. "But he is kinda right, you know? You've got to put yourself first sometimes."

"I know, Haku, thank you." You waited for him to finish rustling your hair until he took back the towel, resting it on his forearm. "I should really get going, though. Please tell Zenji I say hi." With that, you gathered your stuff and moved to leave.

"Wait, please, MC!" You looked back at Subaru as he was rushing to stand up. "Please take my umbrella."

"I appreciate the offer, Subaru, but then I'd have to bring two on my next visit." You rubbed your neck sheepishly, a small grin on your face as you assessed his worry.

"Then you can keep it! Really, I have too many. And I don't want you getting sick with the rain. Please." His velvety eyes stared into yours, a small plea hidden in them. Something inside you told you he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"Very well, then. Thank you, Subaru. But I insist on bringing it back to you." He clearly noted your own stubbornness, humming in a hesitant understanding.

"By the way, I'm having lunch with Lyca tomorrow. Would you like to join us? We're planning to order at Sho's and eat at the terrace so you could meet us at the food truck. Or, sorry, of course you can get whatever you want if you feel like getting something at the campus store or the cafeteria and meet us at the terrace instead. Or would you prefer eating elsewhere?"

You decided to cut his rambling short, knowing that it would probably continue otherwise, and smiled at him. "Subaru, it's okay. I'd love to have lunch with you and Lyca. I'll meet you at Sho's."

The brunette gazed at you with wide eyes before smiling back at you, bowing his head. "Thank you." You weren't sure why he was thanking you. And to be completely honest, you didn't think he knew either. Nevertheless you accepted it with a nod and left.

"Well, that was something," Haku said as Subaru reclaimed his seat next to him. The actor sighed wistfully, taking a sip of his tea.

"I hope they get back okay."

Haku sized him up with a playful smirk. "You want to open that letter now? The suspense is killing me."

Subaru looked down to where the envelope sat at the table, taking it into his gloved hands. He carefully slid his thumb under the envelopes seal, opening it without a tear. He looked back up at his vice-captain through his lashes. "Are you just going to watch me read it?"

"Yep, pretty much."

With that, Subaru took the letter out, his eyes scanning the sheet and his cheeks burning more and more with every word he read. Haku assessed Subaru's reaction, the actor shrinking back ever-so-slightly with evident shyness. By the time he was done reading, Subaru was completely avoiding Haku's gaze, his hand coming up to cover his face.

"Oh? Now this is getting interesting. What was in that letter, Subaru?"

"Oh, heavens!" A voice came booming from behind Subaru. "Well, I do say love is in the air! Two hearts blossoming on the branch of destiny!"

Subaru looked over his shoulder just as Zenji had finished reading the letter. The taller man bolstered, prancing about with his hands to his chest.

"Ah, there you are Zenji," Haku said.

"My heart swells with the deepest joy for you, my friend. Now tell me, who is this person whom you've thoroughly ensnared with your charm."

"Well unless it says it in the actual letter, MC said they didn't get the girl's name." Haku took a sip of his tea, enjoying the scene before him as Zenji's eccentricity was beginning to overwhelm an embarrassed Subaru.

"Our dear honor student was here and nobody cared to tell me?! Oh-" Zenji paused in thought, uncharacteristically silent as the other two watched him intently. Suddenly, he raised his hands in the air, his tone impossibly more flowery than before. "I get it now! What better stroke of inspiration than two of your dearest friends falling in love! Subaru, you have my full support in this new courtship with our lovely MC!"

Subaru's cheeks, tinted a graceful pink, began to burn hotter at Zenji's implication. "Excuse me, Zenji, but what do you mean? MC just came to deliver it."

Haku let out a pensive hum. "You know, I didn't even think about that but..."

"Haku, you don't really think that this is from MC, do you?" The actor now cupped his face with both hands, this new possibility running through his mind.

"Would you mind if I read the letter?" With that, Subaru handed the paper over to his vice-captain. Haku skimmed it before looking back at the brunette assuredly. "Just as I thought, no name on the actual note." Subaru nodded as Haku stroked his chin in thought, his eyebrows scrunching above his slitted eyes. "And they want you to meet them tomorrow at the Ethereal Spring for a proper confession..."

"So, do you think it could be MC?" Subaru questioned.

"It's very likely. They could have made up a cover-up story about a general student. Maybe they were too shy to claim ownership over it in front of me. They clearly want to meet you alone tomorrow." Haku watched Subaru avert his eyes once more, a frown shining through a crack between his hands. "How would you feel if it was MC? Or I guess a better question would be: how do you feel about MC?"

The actor's eyes drooped, closing for a second before responding, "I...I don't know."

"Oh poor thing, they'll be heartbroken if you reject them. But I suppose it cannot be helped if you do not feel the same," Zenji spoke up once more.

"Reject?" Subaru looked to Zenji quizzically. That thought hadn't really reached the actor's mind yet as a possibility. Rejecting MC felt almost unthinkable. It left a sour taste in his mouth.

"Well," Haku started, "Zenji's right. If you don't feel the same about MC, you're gonna have to reject them. And I know you can be shy but don't even think about not showing up. I won't let you. Whatever you decide I'll support, but come what may, you'll be going to the Ethereal Spring tomorrow."

Uhhh...yeah that's a fic, I think? One that's definitely NOT proofread, at least. Decided to stop here but I already have what would be a part two in my head so let me know if a part two is wanted? Maybe? Okay bye, love you!

[slytherinlives]

001 WEASLOW BABYYYY

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

When I Started Shipping it if I did: It was about a year ago I think. I was looking for new fics to read and came across one that had them as a pairing but they were more of a side couple and I was like "wait this kind of slaps?" (I'm almost certain it was blindsight at the time.) then discovered my roman empire fic Laundry Day and was like "yeah, this is delicious."

My Thoughts: They started out as a guilty pleasure ship for me. I see their true endgame as either ot3 or moving on separately but still having a lot of love for each other and staying close friends. But GOD do they deserve the happy and carefree love they deserve.

What makes me happy about them: There's no underlying baggage between them. They don't have years' worth of heavy burdens to bear and no heavy secrets to carry. They would rarely argue and Garreth would never lecture Sebastian about his curiosity or shame him for being interested in more obscure topics. (unless it became extremely dangerous but even then, I think Garreth would express his concerns in a way that got his point across without belittling Sebastian for his interests) Sebastian would never put Garreth down about his experiments or make him feel like a burden for wanting to satisfy his own ambitions.

What makes me sad about them: They're the classic "I would have loved you. I would have let you." couple. Garreth would love Sebastian so openly, unashamedly and so freely but always know deep down Sebastian would never be truly fulfilled. Sebastian would love Garreth, and even be happy with him but there would always be that void in his heart that Garreth can't fill. They would try to ignore it because they are happy together, but the longer it's avoided the more hurt it would cause them later. They would mutually end things before it got to a point they couldn't come back from.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: When Garreth is made out to be an oblivious clown type of character where he's used to be the punchline of a joke. Or when Sebastian is made to be an actual bully who is cruel to him for his own amusement.

Things I look for in fanfic: Their banter and rivalry turning into a realization. For Sebastian, he likes to tease Garreth about his potions or rogue ingredients but never out of malice. It's just his personal defense mechanism to hide his true feelings. Garreth is just effortlessly charming and witty that all his passive flirting and teasing remarks don't register to Sebastian as serious. Just two idiots oblivious to their love your honor.

Who I'd be comfortable with them ending up with, if not each other: I headcanon them both as Bi but for Seb my options for him would be Ominis/MC (masc or fem), and most recently I really like him with Violet. For Garreth, I haven't really read alot of ships with him other than ot3 or he briefly dated an mc or was paired with someone that didn't make sense, BUT I have seen him paired with Poppy a few times and their relationship was really cute.  

My happily ever after for them: OT3 OT3 OT3 OT3. (or if they have to, staying really close while they both are happy and thriving with sperate lives but always make time for each other and still share their special bond)

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: Garreth is big spoon. Sebastian fights him on it because he doesn't like feeling situations aren't in his control, but Sebastian secretly loves being the little spoon. It makes him feel safe and vulnerable in a way that he knows is safe from judgement.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: Playfully teasing each other over shared butter beers in Hogsmeade.

[monstermaster13]

Werebelushi:

This is a remake of the incomplete mini-rant I did about anime transformation stories and the writers that make them, I realize now that I was being kind of transphobic and it was my fault that it happened but the thing is the rant was incomplete and nobody was supposed to see it, I did not deserve however to be accused of being a coward. I don't see how using an OC to express yourself is cowardly, and also yeah don't make comments about Nathan's work supposedly being awful if you haven't read even them it's like me saying I hate historical dramas even though I haven't seen that many. Here's the thing, people express themselves with their OCs on here all the time, how is what any different than someone commissioning someone else to do an art piece of their OC transforming into say a statue, a two-headed gorilla/ogre hybrid, or even into Wolverine or Donkey Kong? Fans play as characters all the time when they roleplay, this is not roleplay to me, it's a job. Sometimes I have to talk about bad things and sometimes I wish I didn't have to but I have to, that's my job.

I am a fictional character in your real life universe but very much real in my own, allow me to explain that to you in the simplest of terms, I am meta. And that is my thing. Here is the thing I am not against people who identify as any gender or species, I just want a character transformation story of someone into a character that is wholesome, not fetishistic, not needlessly cruel, not creepy, no MC, just a character TF (doesn't even have to be a popular one, can be as obscure as you want) where the person keeps their mind and personality and that is all I want. Here is the thing, I used to be against anime character transformations because I was not well versed in anime, up until recently I had only been familiar with the basic staples of it like Sailor Moon, Digimon, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, Monster Rancher, Escaflowne, Akira, etc, but I got into Soul Eater, Attack on Titan and JoJo later on and discovered these shows are actually kind of cool.

I was giving these shows a hard time and not giving them a chance because of the fics written about them, I have nothing against transformations into a character the person likes, it's just things like MC really take away my enjoyment and make me sad. Even if it's human to animal, MC just makes me sad. I am sorry if my words in the previous version of the 'Anime/character tf writers' rant caused me to come across as transphobic, you were not meant to see that.

This is the real version you are reading right now and how I really feel about the whole ordeal.

[ndoandou]

Hi there! 🤗 I hope it would be ok for me to request something, since I loved the “Flashing the Suitors” headcanons you wrote 😉💖 Since Jean is a boob guy, may I ask for an nsfw fic or headcanons for him and Reader involving some good ol’ tiddy action? 🥴💕👀 Thank you so much!! ^^ (Also just one additional thing; your art is AMAZING, and I LOVE your Beethoven OC! He a SNACC 👀👌🏻)

Thankyou for the request dear!!! An nsfw-jean-boobie-moment fanfic coming right up! 💜🤣

And thankyou!!! Beet would be glad to hear that /his face would turn into an beet aswell-

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💙Erotic Manga💙

Pairing: Jean x F!MC

Content: Smut, boob job, creampie, soft to rough sex, slight biting, virgin MC and Jean

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It was a peaceful night in the mansion. Y/N was tidying her room up just to put some things back in order. While doing so, her bag, which she hasn't touched in a while caught her attention. The bag was stuffed under the bed. She looked under her bed and reached over to grab the abandoned bag.

"I haven't seen you in a while my dear bag" she mumbled to herself .

The bag was slightly dusty, considering where it had been left sitting. Y/N plopped her decently heavy bag onto her bed and proceeded to rummage through its content.

Everything she remembered bringing was there besides 1 item.

"Hm?? Why is this here??" Y/N thought to herself as she cocked an eyebrow

There in her hands was.. an erotic manga she bought back in college.

"I must have left this at the bottom of my bag years ago.." she said to herself.

Curiously, she sat down on her bed and proceeded to read the manga.

She read it page by page while recalling some bits she remembered happening. She immersed herself into the erotic manga as it got intense.

"Crap i forgot how lewd this one was.." she thought to herself as she bit her bottom lip, squeezing her legs together, not even realizing that her boyfriend jean was staring at her from the door.

"Y/N..?" Jean called her name for the 5th time

This scared the living shit out of Y/N as she was so absorbed that she didn't pay attention to her surrounding.

"Y-yes?" Y/N stuttered as she tried to regain her composure, fixing her night gown and trying to look as natural as possible.

"Are you alright mon amour? I knocked on your door and there was no answer.. so i figured id come in to check if you were here." Jean explained calmly with a gentle smile

"Ah, I'm alright jean..! Its just um.. i was reading a book." Y/N said hoping she didn't sound sus.

"A book? What kind of book?" Jean asked as his eyes lit up

"Well uh.. its like.. drawn pictures that makes a story. And um.. there are some Japanese text on it that narrates it." Y/N explained while fidgeting nervously

This made jean even more interested

"That sounds.. very interesting! May i read it with you?" Jean asked, hoping she would say yes

Y/N froze for a second. She didn't want jean to know what she was reading but at the same time she just didn't have the heart to say no to her sweet lover.

"...come here then" Y/N awkwardly gestured jean to sit next to her

Jean happily sat next to her, but the moment his eyes fell onto the page, his happy aura vanished. He froze in place trying to process what he was seeing.

Y/N could feel how still he was.

"Crap, this was probably a bad idea" Y/N panicked internally as she imagined whacking her head with the manga.

But the further she flicked through the manga, she noticed that it provoked some..interesting reaction out of jean, especially when the page showed the woman giving the man a boobjob

jean kept shifting weirdly every one second, his face was fairly red. His breath also hitched from time to time.

"Ohhhh my??" Y/N said internally as she glanced over to jean from time to time. She was trying to make sure is what she thought was correct.

Y/N wasn't dumb, jean was clearly getting aroused from it. And she found it quite adorable. She didn't know jean was into that kind of thing, after all they both haven't reached "that" stage of their relationship.

They both have gotten close to doing it, but jean would restrain himself and leave to god knows where.

Y/N would never pressure him. She understood that he wasn't exposed to such thing back when he was alive.

Jean placed a hand onto her shoulder, alerting her.

"Could we.. take a break? I feel really strange" jean admitted, this time being his turn to try and sound normal

At this point his big bulge was on display despite him trying to hide it.

"Of course we can," Y/N said as she rubbed his back " in what way do you feel strange though?" Y/N continued secretly trying to tease him a bit

"Well um.." jean looked away, avoiding Y/N's eyes before continuing

"It's nothing.. I'll go back to my room and retire for the night" Jean said as he tried to leave, only For Y/N yo grab his hand

"Wait..!" Y/n exclaimed

Y/N had a plan in mind as she was feeling awfully bold after seeing how cute jean was acting . She was going to ask him the question of the century, hoping she wont scare him away.

" jean.. do you want to recreate what we have just read?" Y/N asked while trying not to die inside

Jean.exe has stopped responding

"P-pardon?" Jean asked making sure he didn't mishear her.

"Um well.. i was wondering if.. you would like to do all these things together.. since we are both a couple" Y/N said as she got quieter at the end of the sentence. Guess she wasn't as bold as she thought she was

Y/N looked away, clenching her eyes shut as her blood rushed to her face. She waited for jean to respond hoping that she didn't break him.

Jean went silent for a bit before speaking up

"I.....do actually" jean admitted shyly covering his lower face with one hand to hide his equally red face. "...i have always wanted to but i thought that it would be wrong for me to fall for my own desires. What if it made you uncomfortable..? That was what i was worried about the most mon amour.." jean continued

Y/N opened her eyes and blinked repeatedly

"What?? It was him worrying about what i felt all along??" Y/N said internally, surprised at the revelation.

She quickly pulled jean into a tight hug

"Ah!" Jean yelped as he wasn't ready for the hug

"Jean, you never make me uncomfortable.. you make me really comfortable and i enjoy doing anything with you. You know, in fact i was worried if you were the one feeling uncomfortable." Y/N explained, hugging him tightly

"So it was a misunderstanding on both sides.." jean said as his lips curved into a soft smile

Jean loosened into the hug and wrapped his arm around Y/N, feeling relieved that all the misunderstanding between them had been cleared up.

"Now that our feelings are mutual.. can we kiss?" Y/N asked, still feeling quite shy.

"Of course we can" jean said as he brushed a strand of hair out of Y/N's tomato red face

Closing their eyes, Y/N leaned into the kiss slowly, feeling his hot breath prick her lips. As soon as their lips met, it felt like a jolt of energy had attacked their lips. They could feel their hearts hammering against their chests. They were both nervous and really excited knowing that they are entering a rather erotic stage of their relationship.

Y/N deepened the kiss by gently inserting the tip of her tongue into his mouth, as if asking permission to enter, which jean gladly accepted. The kiss started of shy, but soon enough their tongues were brushing against each other vigorously

Feeling the need to make the position more comfortable, Y/N proceeded to straddle jean's lap without breaking the kiss.

As soon as he straddled him, jean wrapped his arms around her lower back. she could feel her clothed heat come in contact with his bulge, earning a satisfied sigh from the two of them. She has never felt this aroused in her life.

Feeling the need to breath, the both pulled away.

Y/N nuzzled herself into his neck

"You're throbbing against me.." Y/N whispered into his ear

"Is it a bad thing..?" Jean questioned softly

"Not at all, its the exact opposite actually. I was wondering if i could..touch it" Y/N asked shyly

Jean felt nervous but at the same time he would really like that, in fact he has imagined such countless of times.

"Go ahead.." jean whispered hoarsely

They both shifted positions to make it more easy. Jean had his back against the bed frame while Y/N sat next to him, her face leaning in closely against his bulge. She grazed her fingers against his clothed member gently. She could feel how much he was hiding under it.

"Shit, I wonder how far that would stretch me" Y/N thought to herself as she grew more aroused just by imagining it

Jean was responding nicely to her touch as his breathing got heavier and his member kept twitching under her fingers.

Y/N unbuttoned his pants letting his restrained member spring out to life.

Y/N could feel her nether regions throb painfully good just by the sight of her lover's member

She wrapped her fingers around his throbbing member feeling the heat it radiated. She could feel his pulse. She slowly stroked it upwards, coming in contact with his foreskin which was slightly covering his weeping tip

''J-just be gentle with..*sigh*..that part" jean warned in between breaths

"Seems like this is where he's most sensitive" Y/N thought to herself as she pressed her thumb gently against his tip, smearing his precum all-over.

She could hear how heavy he was breathing, which she took it as him enjoying what she was doing. Going a bit further, she pumped his member going from his shaft to his tip, starting of slowly to a moderate pace.

Jean's heavy breathing slowly turned into small grunts. Y/N felt quite delighted hearing him become more vocal slightly.

"I bet my hand feels better than yours.." Y/N joked playfully

"...it does" jean responded shortly as he was dominated by pleasure

Wowowowowowo the beautiful heretic actually beats his schlong

Y/N had an idea. She took her hands off jean, causing him to wonder why she stopped. She peeled off her nightgown, feeling Jean's gaze on her. She tossed her nightgown aside, leaving her in her panties. She knew that jean had a thing for breasts especially since jean got all red once again, his eyes clearly glued onto her chest.

"Why did you stop..?" Jean questioned , still staring intensely at he breast

"You will see" Y/N said as she smiled playfully

Jean's poor big friend was practically begging for release at this point

Y/N got on her tummy, adjusting herself close to his member. She slowly stuffed his member in between her breasts.

"..are you going to do what i think you're going to do?" Jean questioned

"I am. Earlier i noticed how you were reacting.. so i figured that you are into such thing.." Y/N said as she let out a giggle

Jean looked away trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You don't need to be embarrassed, its natural to have desires.." Y/N said as she started to massage his throbbing member with her breasts while blowing air onto his tip, causing jean to let out a fairly loud grunt

"Mmh!.." jean grunted, feeling his member being stimulated and teased at the same time. He knew that he wouldn't last long.

His member was dangerously close to her lips. She couldn't help but feel hypnotized by it. She really wanted to stuff him into her mouth and swallow what he had to offer.

Unable to resist the temptation anymore she gave the tip of his member a kiss, while licking it gently. This startled jean as he wasn't expecting that

"W-wait if you- Ah!" Jean moaned accidentally, covering his lower face with one hand as his head jerked backwards

He tried to warn Y/N but he was too late as he started spraying his thick cum all-over her face mouth, and breast.

"This is so hot.." Y/N thought to herself as she swallowed his seed that landed into her mouth. To her it had a thick texture and it was rather salty and bitter.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make your face dirty." Jean panicked as he clumsily cleaned her face with his sleeve.

He also cupped his hand and placed it near Y/N's mouth

"You should spit out my ehm.." jean said, unable to finish his sentence as it felt awkward for him to say the word

"I swallowed it." Y/N said casually with a smile

"But.." jean tried to protest, but a soft blush crept onto his cheeks instead.

Y/N placed a finger onto His lips

"Shh, don't worry about it my love. now you might want to take your shirt off because its stained in..you know." Y/N said as she tugged onto his stained sleeve

Jean agreed, which then he unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it to the side.

At the same time, mc slowly peeled her panties off, she could see a string of her wetness connecting her core to her now drenched panties. This of course caught jean's attention...and mini jean's attention.

Actually he was still hard after his first orgasm

"This is what happens when i feel excited" Mc said as she spread her legs.

She used one hand to spread her heat, exposing what she had to offer to him.

Jean gulped as he felt his member twitch violently

"Can i pleasure you this time..?" Jean asked, seemingly less nervous than he was initially

MC was surprised he even asked that, seems like he was starting to feel confident.

"Of course you can.. ill show you how" Y/N said as she reached for jean's hand which was much bigger and rougher than hers.

"This is where I'm most sensitive." Y/N said as she guided his hand to rub her clit.

Jean gently caressed her clit, following Y/N's guidance. The roughness of his finger added the stimulation.

"Ahn.." Y/N moaned out softly. If only she knew how arousing she sounded to jean. He was determined to make her moan more.

"Mm.. and down here is..ngh..where you would enter me. Try and insert your finger in." Y/N said in between moans, still guiding his confused fingers

Jean was surprised that such small entrance was where intercourse was done.

The moment Y/N felt his fingers enter her she let out a slightly louder moan than previously. Jean on the other hand couldn't stand how aroused he was from the sight and the sound she was making.

"Sorry.." jean apologized softly as he started pumping his shaft with his other hand

"Oh my... he's touching himself while touching me" MC thought to herself, enjoying this erotic moment

The expression he had was intriguing. He wasn't wearing his eyepatch tonight, revealing his furrowed brows and how his lips were slightly apart .

Y/N signalled his other finger to enter her, which resulted in her letting out a satisfied moan.

Jean was pumping himself rougher than earlier, signalling that he was close. Y/N herself could feel hers approaching, but she didn't want to finish like this.

"Jean, i think this should be enough.." Y/N said as she signalled him to pull his fingers out, which also caused him to stop touching himself.

Y/N gently pushed him down to the bed, which jean complied. This resulted in him laying on his back while Y/N was on top of him.

"Ill take the lead.." Y/N said softly as she positioned his member against her slick entrance.

Y/N could feel her confidence slowly chip away. She was anxious about the pain she would feel.

Jean could feel the distress she was in causing him to place a hand on her cheek

"You look distressed.. we don't have to do it if it's making you uncomfortable" jean said softly, trying to comfort her

"No..! Id like to do it with you tonight.. its just I've never done this before so mm.. I'm rather anxious" Y/N admitted feeling ashamed that she was all bold only for her to feel silly at the end

Jean went silent for a bit before having an idea

"Shall I take the lead instead..? I think.. there is a way i could make it more comfortable for you." Jean offered, feeling sure that what he planned on might work

She knew jean was inexperienced, but the way he spoke to her comforted her. Its also the fact that she trusts jean with all her heart.

"Alright then, ill lay down.." Y/N said with a small smile, feeling reassured

She got herself off jean and laid on her back comfortably.

Jean adjusted himself so that he was in between her legs with his member pressed against her weeping and anxious entrance. Just feeling the tip nudge against her hole sent pleasurable shivers down their spines.

He leaned into her collar bone giving it a experimental lick, feeling her body jerk slightly. He trailed his tongue to the sweet spot on her neck which she responded with a soft moan.

Jean used his hand to make sure he had his member placed correctly.

"Tell me if it hurts" jean said before sinking his fangs into Y/N's neck, inserting his thick member inside of her at the same time. He pushed all the way through, the tip of his member reaching her cervix.

"Ngh..!" Jean grunted against her neck as he felt her tight core clamping onto his member. It felt as if he was going to melt inside of her.

"Aaahh..!!" Y/N moaned out loudly. The pleasure was so overwhelming that she couldn't contain her voice. The bite eased all her pain and turned it into pleasure.

words could not describe how much pleasure she felt; she felt light headed and she could feel her whole body tingle from the sensation of having jean inside of her. the way he filled her up  hit all the right spots especially since she became extra sensitive from the bite.

Jean lapped all off the blood that flowed out of her neck while thrusting into her at a gentle pace. He was lucky that he came earlier, otherwise he would have came the moment he inserted himself in her.

"Aahh..this feels mm.. amazing!" Y/N said in between moans with her arms wrapped onto jean's muscular back.

Jean responded by planting a kiss on her lips. He felt happy that he was making his beloved Y/N feel good. He felt as good as she did. It was enough to send them both over the edge, but Y/N knew jean was holding back.

"Jean.. nghh.. you can go rougher on me.." Y/N moaned out.

" mm.. are you sure mon amour?" Jean questioned feeling unsure. The idea sounded tempting but he really didn't want to harm her, especially since its her first time.

Y/N placed her hand onto his cheek, causing him to look at her in the eyes.

"Fuck me hard and fill me up with your semen" Y/N said as she looked straight into jean's purple orbs with a innocent yet lustful expression

Its almost as if a switch was turned on as before Y/N realized, she had her legs bent over till her knees were near the sides of her head.

Jean ran his hand through his hair as he let out a heavy sigh

"Ill do as you wish, but don't regret it" he said huskily with lust clouding his eyes

Ooooo boii here comes the inner beast inside jean

He thrust back into her roughly, going in much deeper than it was earlier.

"Ahhnnn~!" Y/N moaned out loudly as jean let out a groan that ended with a fairly loud moan.

Jean was surprisingly vocal when he wasn't holding himself back

Jean pounded deep into her hole hitting the entrance to her womb every time he thrusted in. He was determined to pleasure her and to make sure he paints her inside with his love.

the stamina and strength he had was no joke considering hes both a solider and a vampire.

Y/N's eyes rolled back as she felt the knot in her lower regions become tighter and tighter. At the same time Jean gripped the sheets next Y/N as he felt his own release approaching.

"Merde..!" Jean cursed under his breath, feeling himself lose control

Jean was always so calm. Seeing him lose his cool was really hot and enough to send her over the edge

With one last thrust, He grunted into Y/N's neck, pressing the tip of his member against her cervix. Y/N wrapped her leg tightly onto his waist, inviting him to give her every last drop of cum he had. He released all of his hot load into her as Y/N moaned in ecstasy. She quivered at the sensation of Jean filling her womb up with his load. 

At this point they both didn't care if anyone heard their love making session.

It took them a moment to recover from all of that, once they did, Y/N was the one who broke the silence first

"I really enjoyed that.. do you want to do it again?" Y/N asked with a glint of mischief in her voice

"I was hoping you would ask" Jean responded with a smirk

.

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Long story short, they fucked their souls away and then snuggled and kissed when they were done. the whole mansion heard what happened and they agreed to say no word about it. Mozart especially, heard everything from next door and he can't ever see jean the same way again

[writer-ish]

makai

Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x f!MC (Dr. Brooke Spiers) Word Count: 3.4k Rating: 18+ (NSFW - minors dni) Author's Note: makai (mah-kigh) - one of the four key directions on Oahu, but used on all Hawaiian Islands; makai means "toward the ocean".

Premise: A follow-up fic to this text exchange. Ethan and Brooke meet for a little pre-planned Hawaiian rendezvous.

Hey, I’m here. Where you at?

Brooke taps out the message on her cell phone, keeping one eye on the almost-empty lobby.

It's late now - late for check-in, late for milling around, late, it seems, for Hawaii itself - and she'd be lying to herself if she said she wasn't feeling a bit sleepy—a bit like, maybe, she should be getting up for a six AM shift in Boston after having gotten a good seven hours of sleep the night before?

Rather than waiting for her elderly boyfriend to meet her for a late-night swim - and a little more, hopefully - after sleeping a total of five half-lucid hours on an airplane in the last twenty-four hour period.

She's about to text him again, when she hears a voice from behind her.

"Christ, enough with the texting already."

Whirling around, she can't help the grin that splits her cheeks at the sight of him. Without responding, she throws her arms around his neck, squeezing him in an impromptu hug. His hair is a little damp and appears freshly washed and there's the sharp, pleasant, and familiar smell of his cologne that she inhales when she presses her body to his.

He seems almost nonplussed at her public and spontaneous affection, his arms staying at his sides for a beat longer than they should, before he returns her embrace. She giggles as he even takes her for a half spin, kissing her neck before setting her down, hands lingering at her hips.

"Well, aren't you in a good mood," he comments, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

She shrugs, giving him a cheeky grin. "It's nice to see you. Plus," she adds, taking his hand and interlocking her fingers with his as she starts to walk, "I'm in vacation mode, so you're going to a get a much better version of me for the next few days."

He allows her to lead him out of the lobby and to the stone pathway that will eventually take them down to the beach.

"I like the version I get at home," he remarks once they're in the open air, which smells like hibiscus and coconut and the reminiscent warmth of the sun still emanating from the stones.

As they walk, he tugs her closer and puts his arm over her shoulders. She smiles up at him as she wraps her arm around his waist. He returns it, staring down at her with an inscrutable look, but one that causes a bloom of warmth to start in her chest and work its way outwards.

"It's nice to be somewhere different, though." Resting her head on his shoulder, they continue to amble down the path. "I like us at home, too, but…" She trails off with a shrug. "We work a lot. And don't see each other outside of work enough. I mean, I thought with you suspended I'd at least get a date night, then you had to go and get your freaking job back!"

He throws his head back and laughs, a loud, head-shaking, self-deprecating thing.

"Oh god, I've really done you wrong, haven't I?"

"Yes!" she insists, though she can't stop her own giggles. "Not even a dinner out. Our first movie in months was on the private jet that Vik got me."

Ethan rubs his chin thoughtfully. "I haven't gotten you a private jet yet?"

"Nope." Her hair tosses against her cheeks as she shakes her head, unable to keep the smile off her face. She loves teasing him, she loves being away with him, she loves—she cuts her thoughts short and focuses on their banter. "For shame, sir."

He glances at her and she sees the heat in his gaze as she calls him "sir". She bites her lip and looks up at him innocently. His eyes go from hers down to her lip in an instant and she laughs again.

"You're like one of Pavlov's dogs, I swear." Breaking free from him, she jogs lightly ahead of him down the path, her sandals slapping the pavement with her movements. "Anyway, your old bones are slowing me down. Keep up!" She takes off towards the beach, her sundress whipping around her legs, even as she can hear his bit off curse from behind her.

"I'm not running!" he calls, his voice growing distant as she puts more space between them.

"Your loss!" she yells over her shoulder, before turning around and jogging backwards to tease him even more. She screams as she sees him gaining speed quickly and her shrieks turn into hysterical giggles as he ducks down and lifts her effortlessly over his shoulder, continuing on without breaking his stride.

She buries her face in the thin cotton of his shirt so that she doesn’t wake up all the other sleepy inhabitants of their resort with her giddy snorts, especially when he playfully smacks her butt as he carries her steadily to the beach. Soon, she feels his steps change as his feet sink into the soft sand.

"Wow." His voice is soft and, even though it's coming from somewhere near her rump, it still carries over to where she is, hanging securely off his shoulder.

"I want to see!" She squirms and he grips her bottom, holding her still as he reaches up with his other hand. She feels him wriggle his finger under the heel strap of her sandals and she stills, waiting as he removes first one and then the other. Leaning forward, he places her down gently and she immediately wiggles her toes in the warm, fine sand before whirling around to take in the view.

"Oh, wow," she breathes as well, because truly there isn't another word for it.

The moonlight reflects off the dark surface of the waves, illuminating the gentle ebb and flow of the tide. Dark shadows on the horizon appear to be mountains or something in the distance - she hadn't had a chance to check out the beach in the daytime upon their arrival, so she's just seeing it now for the first time, perhaps not in all its colourful splendour, but still, majestic and beautiful in its own right.

And the stars - Brooke can't remember the last time she'd seen so many of them. They sparkle in the inky blue firmament like someone had tossed an infinity of tiny diamonds on a velvet tray. She breathes in the salty sweet air deeply as her and Ethan take in the view together, silently, for a moment.

"Thank you for asking me to come here with you," Ethan says quietly, eyes still on the sea and the sky. "I didn't realize how much I needed this… this quiet beauty. This moment of serenity."

She quirks a smile at him, taking his hand in hers. He looks down at their intertwined fingers and then back up at her face, his eyes warm and soft, the pale blue glistening in the moonlight.

"I did," she tells him simply with a little shrug, still smiling up at him.

He looks at her for another beat, his eyes conveying a message that only her heart understands, then he turns to her, stroking her cheek softly with his knuckles, before leaning in to place a soft kiss on her lips.

She cups his cheeks in her hands and returns it, keeping it soft, sweet, open-mouthed and warm. After a moment, she pulls back and looks up at him, the smile back on her face. It’s silly, but it almost feels like a permanent fixture tonight; one she can't get rid of even if she tries.

He’s watching her again, eyes heavy and heated, even in the glowing light of the moon. He slides his thumbs over her cheekbones in a light caress. "Brooke, I—"

Even though they’ve gone down this road many times before - the incomplete sentences, the longing looks, the words that are felt but not said - Brooke still feels her breath catch and her heart rate increase as she waits.

They stay suspended like that for a moment, the waves and the moon their only companions, when suddenly the call of a night bird, tropical and unfamiliar, breaks them from their reverie.

Ethan looks up and Brooke looks away, disappointed - though not surprised - that the moment got away from them again without any new revelations.

“Looks like we have company,” Ethan remarks, his voice carefully composed, even as he pulls her closer, rubbing her bare arms with his hands.

“Well,” Brooke replies, still determined to make this a good night, “as long as our only company is avian...” She pulls away from him, reaching up and teasing at the straps of her sundress. “What do you say we go for a swim?”

Biting back a smirk, he looks back and forth across the long expanse of beach. Her gaze follows his, ensuring along with him that they truly are alone. As much as she thrives on the spontaneity of a moment like this, she'd rather not have any of their colleagues - or any guest for that matter - see her naked. Which is exactly what she plans on being in due course.

“Looks pretty quiet.” His gaze locks in on hers again. “No?”

She nods, teeth catching at her bottom lip as she slowly backs up towards the water, pulling the straps of her dress down to fall on her upper arms. “Indeed it does, Dr Ramsey.” She pulls one arm out and then the other, leaving the dress clinging to the tops of her breasts. She continues to step backwards until her feet hit the shoreline, warm, frothy waves caressing her ankles. She laughs in delight and looks down, sliding around in the wet sand.

Ethan is closing in on her, his shirt already off. She sees he’s holding her sandals and his shoes in one hand, shirt slung over his arm.

“How’s the water?” he asks, though his eyes are still on the beach, as though he’s looking for something.

When she realizes his apparent destination, she can't help but shake her head fondly - he's walked over to one of the resort chairs, stacked up neatly for the evening, and is placing their shoes and his shirt on the pile.

Heaven forbid they get sand on them, she thinks, unable to stop the swell of affection she feels for her fastidious man.

Making her way over to him, she shimmies the dress up and over her head.

“Space for one more thing?” she asks innocently waiting for him to turn to look at her.

When he does, she gets immediate gratification at his dumbstruck look.

She had foregone a bra completely, so she watches as he takes her in from head to toe, nipples already stiffening in the exposed night air and under his gaze. She'd also pulled out the "special occasion" underwear, a lacy, boy-cut confection that she knew he'd appreciate.

And by the look in his eyes, he seems very appreciative.

Smiling cheekily, she shimmies down the underwear as well, tossing it to him before wading further into the water.

For all her bravado, standing stark naked on a public beach for longer than thirty seconds stretches the limits of her comfort, so it feels nice to seek both warmth and privacy in the languid tropical waves.

She had almost been worried that the water would be cold, but instead it's the perfect temperature - just nice enough to submerge herself in without feeling like she's entering a frigid bath. She wades out a bit deeper until the water just skims the top of her breasts and she turns in time to see Ethan entering the water.

Her heart picks up speed as she admires him, his naked, muscular body limned by the moonlight, walking into the ocean like some sort of reverse Poseidon, his eyes fixated on her and her alone.

Brooke shivers in a way that has nothing to do with water temperature, goosebumps lifting the fine hairs on her arms as she waits for him to get to her. The anticipation is sweet, but not as sweet as seeing him up close, smiling down at her as he collects her in his arms.

Their naked bodies slide together and she instinctively wraps her legs around his waist, feeling his arousal at the crux of her body. She kisses his neck, his jaw, his cheek, as his hands glide down to her bottom to lift her higher.

"This is nice," she murmurs, twining her arms tighter around his neck.

He hums in agreement, stroking her back up and down with one hand as they quietly watch the moon ripple on the horizon.

"I love touching you like this." He presses a kisses to her shoulder, squeezes her tighter. "If I could keep you this way, naked, pressed up against me, your skin on mine—if I could hold you like this forever, I would do it."

"Might be difficult to get work done." Her response is flippant, but his words have struck a chord deep inside her and her heart twangs painfully at the implications.

He snorts. "I don't care. Who needs work."

She pulls back to look at him, affecting a look of shock. "I'm sorry, who are you, and what have you done with Dr. Ethan Ramsey?"

He shakes his head, burying his face in her neck. When he speaks again, his words are muffled against her skin. "Dr. Ramsey has learned more in the past three years than in any of the previous years combined." He pulls back to look at her, one hand still holding her against him securely, the other pushing her damp waves back from her face. "Learned and grown and just—" He shakes his head before continuing. "Just tried to be better. To do better. Thanks to you." He kisses her and she can taste the salt on his lips.

"I can't take all the credit," she whispers against his mouth as they pull apart after a beat.

"Why not?" he whispers back, pressing another salty kiss to her lips. "You do it all the time at work anyway."

"Hey—!" She pulls away indignantly. "It's not my fault I’m the only one who can actually solve our cases—"

He laughs loudly and spins her around, making her lose track of her indignation as she dissolves into helpless giggles.

The warm water swirls over their bodies and she tightens her arms and legs around him. Her giggles inadvertently turn into a soft moan as she feels him, hard against her centre, settled right between her spread legs.

He tucks a kiss below her ear, nipping lightly at her pulse. "I want you so bad," he murmurs, sucking gently on the spot where he bit.

"So what are you waiting for," she breathes, her head lolling back as her hips move restlessly, her body stroking wetly against his length.

"Not in here," he groans, "the bacteria—not good for your—" He grunts as she presses more tightly against him, continuing to rub intimately in a way that has them both moaning.

"Have I ever told you—" She gasps, her breath coming out in short pants. "—how hot it is when you say the word 'bacteria' during sex?"

His response is a muffled groan into her shoulder as her jerky movements become more frantic, chasing the climax that has been inevitable since the first touch of salt water on her bare skin.

It's an odd sensation, the languid warmth of the ocean surrounding them while a different, more intimate, kind of wetness grows between. She misses the feel of him inside her during a moment like this, but there is something strangely, captivatingly erotic about making love this way. Their bodies sliding together in a new sort of intimacy, his rigid heat captured between her velvety folds.

“Ethan, I—” Her voice catches and his fingers tighten on her bottom, holding her to him in a way that hits that exact spot she needs it to. "Ah—ah!" She feels her muscles clench as a wave of pleasure crests…then crashes down over her. She lets out a moan, throwing her head back, the movement lifting her half out the water. Her nipples hit the cooler night air as her breasts emerge from the sea, and the feel of it in contrast to her climax sends prickles of sensation across her skin.

Ethan ducks down, kissing between her breasts as his hips jerk and finally still. He lets out a long groan through clenched teeth and she feels a bloom of warmth between them as she holds his head tightly against her chest. She can feel her heart pounding and his heartbeats echo hers from where his chest is pressed, closer to her stomach.

They hold each other for a protracted beat, the only sounds the crashing waves and their ragged breaths.

"Would you consider that," she finally says, still slightly breathless, "acceptable for my pH balance?"

He snickers deeply into her skin as he wraps his arms around her tighter before releasing her slowly. She allows her body to dip back and float leisurely on the bobbing waves. Letting out a contented sigh, she looks up at the stars, her eyes catching on a streak of light separate from the rest.

"Look!" She sits up quickly and grabs Ethan's arm, pointing at the sky.

He looks up as well and they watch as two, three stars make a quick descent from their position, a trail of sparkles in their wake.

"I've never seen a shooting star," she breathes, mesmerized.

He doesn't reply, so after a minute she glances over at him. He's staring at her, a soft smile tilting the corners of his lips. She can't see his face that well, even in the bright glow of an almost-full moon, but she recognizes the gentleness in his expression, the curve of his cheek as the shadow of a dimple barely appears.

She loves him so much.

She loves him so much that her heart aches with it, like a balloon that's about to pop or a cup that's overflowing.

She loves him for all his flaws, for all his hubris, for the ways he tries to be so good, and for all the ways he fails.

Her eyes well up as she looks at him, the words yearning to tumble from her lips. To tell him that she's always on his side. That he's hers, no matter what. There's no one else and there never will be.

That this is it, for her.

Instead she smiles back at him, albeit a little tremulously, and she leans forward, pushing off with her feet as she wades back to the shore.

He follows her quietly and they dress quickly, clothes awkward and difficult to tug onto their still-wet bodies.

As she grabs her sandals and goes to walk, he grabs her hand to stop her and pulls her into his arms.

They stand there for a bit, quiet and still, and Brooke feels all the little moments that have brought them here swirling around them in a hopeful nostalgia; the promise of things to come, built on a foundation of what they've surpassed.

"Time to sleep?" She looks up at the rumbling sound of his voice, blinking her eyes tiredly without even having realized just how tired she was.

"Mmm," she agrees, pulling away. "Your room or mine?"

He looks askance at her and she groans good-naturedly. "Fine, we'll be good. But see if you last more than one night without me. Just see!" She pokes his shoulder and grins at him and he catches her hand and holds it tightly against his chest, over his heart.

"Meet me for coffee tomorrow morning?" He brings her hand up to his lips and presses a kiss to the palm. "Hawaii has the best—"

"Yes, yes, I know, you talked my ear off about it on the plane, I remember." She shakes her head. "You're so boring I literally don't know how I stand you."

He grins at her and shrugs good-naturedly as they begin the slow walk back to the resort. "I try not to tempt fate too often by asking that very same question."

"Probably for the best." She tilts her head onto him and he drapes his arm around her shoulders. They meander down the path, away from the ocean, in comfortable silence.

She knows, deep down, how he feels about her. And if the final show of her loyalty to him is for her to wait until he's ready to tell her, well, then—

She'll wait.

[lilred8220]

Well, yet another fic no one asked for😃

I wanted to write this because some time go, I was watching the fireworks when this song started to play↓↓↓

And I just thought how romantic it would be if I wasn't forever alone 🙃 so, I build a story around that. I hope you enjoy it!

P.s. This is a F!MC

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I had been so excited for this day! In the human realm, my hometown this time of year had a huge festival ending with a huge firework show. I had asked to go a week in advance but due to being in the Devildom for the exchange program, I couldn't go. It definitely was a disappointment. However Diavolo, seeing me upset and now curious about the tradition, asked all about it and he thought it sounded fun. Thanks to him always wanting to do anything new, he immediately decided to do the same here in the Devildom.

So through the long week, he asked about everything we would do at the event to make it much more fun and quickly get everything ready to make this last second festival. It somehow all came together and it feels almost exactly like the festival from the human realm. The food, sweets and all! Now it was the time to enjoy the festival!

The brothers couldn't understand why I was so excited for this. Though we all went to festivals and saw fireworks, It was just something that I would always look forward to this time of the year and it's just more special this time around. It kinda feels as if I'm sharing something that I love with everyone I care about in a place where I like to call my new home. Hopefully they'll come to enjoy this as much as I do.

"So, this is called an Elephant ear?“ Beel asked, drooling at the large fried sweet in front of him.

I laugh, as I grab a piece before he can scarf the treat whole, "Yeah, it's just fried dough with powdered sugar on it. They usually sell these at any carnival or festival." I pop the elephant ear in my mouth, savoring the amazing taste.

The brothers each had something to eat as we took a break from all the festival games littered around. We all take two picnic benches for the 8 of us, well, us and Beel's giant pile of food he got. Everyone had won something from the games…well everyone but me and Mammon. Mammon was determined to win a game, yet his luck seemed to be the worse for wear today and all the games we'd gone to all ended up with one of the other brothers winning the game. My luck honestly wasn't any better due to playing the same games that the others had won.

"I'm telling ya! Those games are rigged! The people runnin 'em are just a bunch of con artists!“ Mammon yells, clearly frustrated that he hasn't gotten anything.

"Or maybe you just suck lol" Levi says, holding a Ruri-chan plush to his chest.

"Honestly, you really shouldn't be surprised, you were pretty terrible at all those games since you had no choice but to play fair." Satan adds on, which all the brothers nod in agreement.

Asmo laughs, "Well, what do you expect from a scumbag?"

I start to get annoyed as the brothers all start to bash on Mammon. He seems fine on the surface but I've been around him long enough, with him basically living in my room and all, to see all his little ticks. Like when he's excited, his hand gestures are more dramatic, to emphasize his point or how his eyes light up when something catches his attention, like something to make a quick buck. However, right now, with the way his mouth slightly twitches and his hand shoved into his pockets, he's upset. He really only does this when the brothers throw insult after insult at him, like right now.

I sigh as they continue their assault on him. But an idea comes to mind and it'll be easy enough to pull off.

"Does...that all that stuff apply to me too? Since I didn't win anything either, after all..." I say, putting on my best pouting face and looking down at the ground.

Immediately, the brothers started to panic, trying to reassure me that it wasn't true, successfully drawing their attention away from Mammon. I slightly looked up, passed the frantic brothers to lock eyes with Mammon. He stood there for a moment, a bit confused by my sudden comment. I flash him a quick smirk before looking up at the brothers, accepting their apologies. The brothers seemed to relax and drop the topic after that, returning to the food they have. Mammon, who had seemingly understood what my intentions really were, looked at me, with his face slightly flushed, then stared down at his food.

In Mammon's mind, he honestly doesn't know what force sent Y/N here but, she is honestly the best thing that has ever happened to him. At first, he hated the idea of being her guardian due to all of the extra work he was given. But, as days turned to weeks, her treatment towards him was nothing but sweet and loving. It honestly was a huge adjustment for him, since everyone treated him like scum or useless, having her place so much faith in him, even defending him and doing little gestures like this, it makes his head spin. He honestly couldn't pinpoint when it happened, but, his feelings for her drastically changed, he couldn't deny it now, how he longed for her, wanted her all to himself. How he loved her unconditionally.

I smile, quickly finish eating my food then stand up, "Ok! Time to get back to the games!“ I say, excitedly.

"Y/N, I'm glad you are excited but some of us still need to eat." Lucifer says, glancing at Beel and his mountain of food.

"Awww, come on Lucifer, I wanna try to win something before the fireworks start." I plop down again, putting my chin in my hands.

"Well, I'm sure we'll have plenty of time." Lucifer tries to cheer me up, eating some fries.

Mammon looks up at Y/N, upon seeing her upset. He honestly hated seeing Y/N upset, even if for something so small as to wait for everyone to finish eating. He wanted nothing more than to see her smile everyday, it honestly was one of his favorite parts of the day to see her smile so sweetly. He'll do anything to make her happy. He sits up and scarfs down his food before standing up. "Ok, how 'bout this,' ' Mammon gets up and walks over to me, ' ' since I haven't won anythin', I'm gonna go play some more games and I'll meet ya guys later. Y/N, ya can come if ya want to." Mammon starts to walk away, at a slower pace than he usually would.

"Yeah! Ok!" Before any of the other brothers could protest, I quickly got up and hurried over to Mammon. I can hear the brothers stumbling to get up to follow us.

"Hey! Mammon is stealing Y/N!"

"That's not fair!“

"That scumbag..."

I hear some of the things they're saying as they seem to be trying to catch up.

I grab Mammon's hand and start to make a run for it. "Come on!" I glanced back at Mammon, who seemed shocked. He looks back to see the brothers in hot pursuit of us. Getting the hint, Mammon picks up the pace. We high tail it out of there, laughing like a bunch of kids all the while.

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Me and Mammon finally stop and I flop on the floor, trying to catch my breath as Mammon puts his hands on his knees.

"I…I think we lost 'em" Mammon pants, out of breath from running around.

"I…I think so…jeez, how…how do you always do this when you get in trouble?“ I wheeze out, my human body not used to running as much as a demon. Especially if that demon is Mammon.

Mammon straightens up, finally catching his breath, "Well, I'm not usually running from ALL of my brothers, just Lucifer mostly."

Mammon reaches his hand to me and after a moment, I let him help me up. He helps me to my feet and when I look up, his face is very close to mine. We stare at each other for a moment before both of our faces turn more flushed than we already were.

His bright blue eyes that have a hint of that golden yellow has me in a trance. When I first met Mammon, it was the first thing that drew my attention, it's honestly something that I always find myself staring at all of the time. They are very beautiful to me and never fail to make me feel relaxed when I see them. But not only that, he is a very handsome man. His rich caramel skin with his pure white hair makes his face stand out even more. He is just so captivating to look at, however his personality is what truly makes him shine. Even if he tries, and fails, to hide his true feelings, he always has his heart on his sleeve, rather if he realizes that or not. He tries so hard to help me or to even make my day brighter when I'm not feeling my best. He even tries to protect his brothers and is always there for them. He honestly is the most caring person I've ever met and I can't help but fall for him because of that.

Mammon looked down at her face, he honestly couldn't help but stare. In his mind, she was more beautiful than anyone he's ever seen. Her beauty not only stopped at her looks but the person she was. She was a true wonder to him, too good to be true yet, here she was, defying all logic. All he wanted to do was look at every detail of her face, her eyes as they shine, her soft skin as the blush covers her face, her parted lips as her breath finally slows down. Mammon was the first to turn away, catching himself now staring at nothing but her lips.

He clears his throat. "W-Well since we're here, let's get to some games!" Mammon says, his fangs flash with his grin.

We made our way to the nearest game booth, both of us looking at the various prizes. The booth in question is a simple ring toss, the bottles are organized by colors which show what size prize you can get. There are the ridiculously large stuffed bears that are taller than me to the very small animal plushies. Scanning all the prizes, one catches my attention, a black plush crow with a yellow tag on it. It was big enough to hold in your arms, it's wings dangled at its sides. It had its beak opened slightly to look like a smile. I glance over at Mammon, who is currently eyeing a plushie of a grimm, that also has a yellow tag hanging off of it. I laugh, thinking of how that plush crow reminded me of him.

Mammon looks at me, slightly confused, "What are ya laughing at?"

"Oh nothing, though I know what prize I want." I smile, looking back at the crow plush.

Mammon follows my eyes over to the plush, he tilts his head at my choice, "Ya sure that's what ya want? There are plenty of things better than that ol' crow."

I nod enthusiastically, "Yeah, I think it's cute, like someone else I know." I playfully push him.

His ears turn a dark red but he laughs, "Well, I know what I want so, let's go and win some prizes!“

We pay the demon running the game and start trying to make the rings reach its mark. However, as in most carnaval games, the rings in question are only slightly bigger than the top of the bottles, making it much harder to win. Not to mention the bottles for the better prizes are further back, making it much harder. As we try a couple times, we don't get much luck and we're running out of grimms to play. However as we reach our last game, even though I end up with nothing, Mammon manages to sink a ring on a yellow bottle.

"We have a winner!“ the demon behind the booth says, walking over to grab the ring.

"Yeah! This was nothin' for the Great Mammon!" Mammon threw his hands in the air, and I cheered with him, "You did it! You won!“

The demon walks back over to us, "Alrighty, you can pick a prize with a yellow tag. Which will it be?"

Mammon's eyes flick to the plush he was eyeing earlier and he goes to speak, but an announcement rings through the speakers all around the festival, "The firework show will be starting in 15 minutes, marking the end of the festival! So hurry and grab a seat to enjoy the show!“ a cheery voice says before the music from before starts to play again. Mammon looks down at me for a moment before a small smile appears on his face.

Mammon looks at the demon and points at the plush crow, "I'll take that one."

I look up at Mammon, "But, I thought you wanted-“ I get cut off by the demon swift return, "Here you go." The demon hands him the crow plush.

Mammon takes the plush from the demon with his usual bright smile and starts walking off, I quickly follow, still confused. Once I catch up, he looks at me with a blush on his face and holds out the crow to me.

"W-well, there wasn't really anythin' I wanted, so I figured I'd get this ol' crow since ya seemed to want it so bad." He says with his usual bravado, yet it was a bit more shy than normal.

"But, you said…" I start to say as I take the plush but, cut my thought short.

Even though I know he wanted something, that much he's been saying all day, he still got me this crow plush. Knowing how he struggles to do these things and becoming a stuttering mess when it's pointed out, I choose to not question him. Yet, I can't help but love him even more, him knowing that I wanted something as well and that he'll be going back home later with nothing. I'll have to repay him later but for now, I'll just enjoy the rest of the festival with him.

I shake my head and give him a smile, one that shows how much I truly appreciate and love him, "Thank you so much, Mammon." I hold the crow close to myself.

Mammon feels all the air in his lungs escape him. Y/N's smile, the sparkle of joy and something more…intimate in her eyes. Honestly, for a split second, he found himself jealous of that crow, seeing Y/N holding it so lovingly. He wanted, no, needed to show her how much he loves her. If not tonight, it'll drive him insane.

--

After looking a bit, me and Mammon found a perfect spot to watch the fireworks. We sat on a hill that was a bit further away from the festival and luckily, we could still hear the music playing from one of the speakers nearby. We sat in a comfortable silence, waiting for the fireworks to begin. Which based on the amount of time it took to find this isolated spot, it should start at any moment.

Mammon is resting his arms on his knees as I sit with my legs crossed, the plush crow close to my chest. I watch all the demons in the distance hurrying to find a spot to watch the show as well. Thankfully, none of them seem to look in this direction. So right now, it's just us, alone.

After a few moments, Mammon looks over at me and shyly starts to speak, "H-hey, Y/N?"

I look back at Mammon, noticing his face slowly forming a blush, "Yes?"

"I…I wanted to tell ya-" Mammon gets cut off by the first firework going off.

We slightly jump, but my eyes widen as the firework show starts, "It's starting!"

I watch as the firework starts to make the usual dark Devildom sky shine bright with many different colors. All the while, a familiar song starts to play on the speakers, making this a moment that I want to treasure always. It was a song from the human realm and it was a song that made this moment feel more intimate. I honestly couldn't ask for a better day, I got to go to the festival with all my favorite people and I even had, dare I say it, a wonderful date with Mammon. The thought of going on a date with Mammon makes my cheeks burn but I truly wish that this day would never end.

Mammon's heart starts to pound in his chest, his gaze never leaving Y/N. He watches as her eyes glow with wonder, watching the fireworks as if it were the first time. She never looked more beautiful, more perfect than right now. If he was ever gonna make his move, it had to be now. Mammon opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't find it in himself to break her trance. However, his greed for her attention, her voice, her touch, for nothing but her, was growing. So, he closes his mouth and takes a deep breath. He leans closer to her as his shaky hand gently touches her cheek to turn her face towards him.

When I suddenly feel a light touch on my face, I snap back to reality. Before I can react, I feel my face being turned and suddenly, Mammon leans in, his eyes close and gently presses his lips on mine, like he's afraid that I'll break. My eyes widen, taking a moment to realize what is happening. Mammon, feeling me not move, starts to move away, most likely worried he did something wrong. But, not wanting to lose the moment, I quickly filled in the space he left, pressing my lips a bit harder than he did. Mammon tenses at my sudden movement but quickly melts into the kiss, holding my face with his hands. I place the plush to the side, momentarily forgotten, I place my hands on his chest for support.

The air stills, the world around us starts to disappear. The only thing to keep us from forgetting the world completely is the sound of fireworks and the song playing so sweetly.

I snake my arms around Mammon's neck, then he takes the chance to pull me in closer by my waist, closing the gap between us. Even though he was nervous at first, he seems to have relaxed, even nips at my bottom lip, causing me to gasp. He swiftly slips his tongue in my mouth, tangling it with mine, deepening the kiss. We held each other close, like we were afraid that the other would vanish.

Needing to breathe, we lean away slightly. I'm not sure when it happened, but I managed to end up on Mammon's lap. Mammon seems to also realize the position we're in and his breath hitches.

His hand comes up and holds my face, "I love ya, Y/N."

My heart flutters and I lean into his touch, "I love you too, Mammon. I…I always have."

"Y/N, I care about ya so much and I…I don't want anyone else trying to steal my most precious treasure from me. The thought of it kills me, because I'm yer first man." Mammon stops, becoming more shy, "I w-want ya to be mine and…I'll be yers…if ya want me."

I feel as though all of the butterflies in my stomach would explode out of me. I can't stop the big smile that appears on my face, "Mammon," I hold his face in my hands, "no one could ever take me away. And not only that but…" I bite my lip, feeling a bit bashful, "You already have me. Now and forever."

If Mammon could, his eyes would have hearts in them. He looked at me with such lovestruck eyes, his face is probably the most peaceful expression I've ever seen. I look back at him in awe, honestly have never seen him so happy, like he's on cloud nine.

A smile is plastered on his face, "I promise that I will be with ya till the end of time. I gotta be the luckiest demon in the whole festival, no, the Devildom. But, I guess I did win something at the festival after all." His smile suddenly turns into a smirk, "What do ya say we go somewhere more private and we can continue…this?"

My face turns red, but I nod. We stand up, I grab my plushie so that we can leave when I suddenly hear someone, or rather, some people, running this way.

"MAMMON!"

We spin around, both of us knowing too well who that voice belongs to. Lucifer and the rest of the brothers are running at full sprint in our direction.

"Oh shit!" Mammon yells out, quickly sweeping me off my feet, making a run for it.

Startled, I grabbed on to Mammon's jacket, making sure to not drop my crow plush, "Ah! M-Mammon!“

He looks down at me, " Well, I might get strung up later, but I'm yer man now. I want ya all to myself and I don't know about ya, but I'm not ready for tonight to end." He flashes his signature smile.

I can't help but laugh, as we make yet another escape from the brothers. This is truly the best day I could have asked for.

[fandom-scatteredthoughtsonpaper]

A birthday fic to correct the awful event Mammon got!

Countdown to Your Special Day

Mammon x Yuki (My MC)

Pronouns: Zie/zir, they/them. If it's easier to read, feel free to sub in they/them for the main pronouns

Tags: Light-hearted romance, fluff/comfort, slight misunderstandings, agender MC, self-indulgent

Words: 4436

[2 months and 1 day away]

-Yuki was curled up in the corner of the couch, concentrated on zir D.D.D. Zie had an open notebook next to zir, the pages filled with calculated numbers and final prices with names of potential websites beside them, some scribbled out and some circled.

-Mammon's birthday was coming up in a couple months, and Yuki had started late in saving money for the surprise zie had wanted to plan for him. He had mentioned it last year as an ideal day, and zie really wanted to make it happen, especially considering all zie did for him was write a bunch of heartfelt letters. Zie wanted to give him something to really experience this time.

-It was just a bit more expensive than zie had realized. Rentals next to a lake were nothing to sneeze at.

-So absorbed with zir phone, Yuki hadn't noticed Lucifer as he entered the library where zie had gone to avoid nosy demons.

-"What are you doing in here, Yuki?"

-Startled, zie dropped zir phone and reflexively covered the notebook. When Yuki realized it was Lucifer, zie relaxed and slumped back against the couch. "Oh, it's just you. Don't scare me like that."

-"That was a bit of a reaction. Are you doing something I should be aware of?"

-"No," was zir immediate response, but then zie reconsidered zir answer. Yuki had been fumbling numbers and trying to make a decision for hours. Zie wanted to do this zirself, but zie'd never done something like this and probably, reluctantly, needed some aid. "Actually, yeah. I need your... help."

-Lucifer blinked, surprised. He hadn't expected this stubborn human who actively tried to make his life harder to ask for help, but Yuki seemed genuine in zir request. "Alright. What is it?"

[1 month and 23 days away]

-Mammon was by the entrance to RAD, waiting for Yuki to come out so they could go home together. Zie had been preoccupied with Lucifer this morning and hadn't left with the younger brothers like usual.

-His day had felt off with Yuki's absence but walking home with zir would make up for it.

-Fiddling around on his D.D.D., checking his sells and ignoring demands from the witches, he occasionally glanced up when saw movement coming out, but it was never Yuki. Hearing familiar voices when the doors cracked open, Mammon took his attention off his phone. It was only Levi and Satan, but maybe Yuki was trailing shortly behind.

-"Mammon, what are you still doing here?"

-"Yeah, I thought you'd be long gone by now after the way you rushed out of the classroom."

-"Shaddup. What's it to ya?" He paused. "I was waitin' for Yuki. Did ya happen to see 'em in there?"

-"So honest. Just say that to begin with," Levi muttered.

-"I think Yuki left earlier with Barbatos."

-"Yep, I overheard Barbatos mention that Lord Diavolo wanted to talk with them about something."

-"What?! Yuki didn't mention anythin' about meetin' with Lord Diavolo to me."

-Satan quirked a bemused eyebrow at Mammon's response. "Why would Yuki need to run it by you about meeting with Lord Diavolo?"

-"LOLOL, it's because Yuki's been avoiding Mammon for a week now. He's been acting like a stray dog without Yuki around."

-Mammon bristled at Levi's comment but didn't rebuttal. He pocketed his phone and walked away from his brothers, darting through the courtyard to leave RAD.

-It was true Yuki had been distant-like the last few of days, but Mammon was sure it was temporary. Even he got tied up in circumstances and important events he couldn't squirm out of. Sometimes it couldn't be helped.

-It wasn't temporary.

[3 weeks and 5 days away]

-"Hey, Yuki--"

-"Sorry, Mammon, I'm running late for my shift. I'll talk to you later!"

-With that as a bye, Yuki was out the door and gone.

-Yuki was usually lackadaisical about any jobs zie took unless one of the brothers worked with zir or if the job required zir full attention. Mammon was usually the first to know if zie had to work, but when--

-"When did Yuki pick up a job?"

-"Jobs," Satan corrected. "Yuki is working at The Fall tonight."

-"The Fall?" Asmo questioned.

"Hold on, what do ya mean 'jobs'? I ain't heard Yuki say anythin' about picking up jobs willingly," Mammon stated, a bit annoyed. He was getting tired of hearing his brothers be more informed about Yuki than he was.

-"When was the last time Yuki actually talked to you, Mammon, that wasn't in passing?" Levi teased without bothering to look up from his game.

-"Hey! We've talked plenty!"

-"Sure, if you want to call those conversations."

-Mammon wanted to argue with Levi, but he really couldn't. He wasn't wrong. Yuki had been absent, and whenever Mammon did manage to talk to zir it was about short and trivial things. It made it hard not to be concerned about the situation of their relationship when Yuki, who was usually glued to his side and spent so much time with him, was suddenly avoiding him. His life had become a bit lonelier without Yuki around.

-"Anyway," Satan interjected, "they've been picking up a lot of shifts from different places the last few weeks. I'm surprised neither you or Asmo knew, considering the network you both have."

-"What the heck does that mean?"

-"It means you're gossiping normies," Levi jeered.

-"Is that s'posed to be an insult?"

-"Besides all that, I'm shocked Yuki picked up shifts at The Fall. I'd love to see the outfit their wearing," Asmo mused. "I'll have to visit them later! I'm sure Yuki will feel completely refreshed after seeing my lovely face."

-Oh, that's right. If Mammon visited Yuki during work hours, zie'd have no choice but to talk with him. He could finally ask zir what the hell has been going on and get an explanation. At the very least just see zir.

-"Well, I'm goin' too! So don't get any funny ideas!"

-"You're not going anywhere, Mammon. You have three extra credit assignments due soon, and you haven't started a single one. Have you?"

-Mammon jumped, frightened by Lucifer's sudden presence behind him. A nervous chill tingled down his spine, so he could only guess the scowl that Lucifer was burning into the back of his head. He tried searching for an excuse, but he was coming up dry.

-Dammit, Lucifer, any time but now!

"W-Well, ya see, dearest big bro--"

-Irritated, Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He could feel a headache creeping on him. "That's what I thought. Mammon, my room. Now. I'm going to watch you finish your assignments, even if it takes all night."

[6 days away]

-Mammon simmered as he walked the hallway to Yuki's bedroom. Yuki had seen his messages, but zie was hardly responding to them, if zie did at all. The thought that he had unconsciously done or said something to offend Yuki teased his anxiety, but Mammon quickly squished it. Zie'd just been busy with work and had no off days, but according to Satan, zie only had one more shift.

-One more day that zie would be busy, but then after that zie'd have tons of free time. Yuki will be back by zir favorite demon's side, and then everything else will fall smoothly back into place.

-It was absurd how empty Mammon could feel with Yuki missing from his daily routines. It was worse than when zie had left, when all he could think about was zir where ever he went. Yuki was here though, so he didn't miss zir physically, not like when zie returned home.

-He missed talking with his human, about anything. He missed expecting to see zir when he turned his head. He was missing a piece of a puzzle, and it was aggravating when it was just in grasp, hiding from him.

-Yuki was going to receive a real earful. He deserved that much of complaining after how he'd been treated.

-That could wait though.

-It had been a while since Mammon and Yuki had gone out on a date, and he had just gotten paid from his latest photoshoot. He was confident if he met with Yuki face-to-face and invited zir out zie wouldn't say no.

-That had been the plan until he saw Yuki coming the down the corridor, walking with a purpose. An antsy feeling stabbed him in the gut.

-"Yuki!"

-Yuki froze mid-stride as Mammon approached zir. "Mammon."

-"Yeah, me! The Great Mammon has decided to bless ya with his presence since ya keep ignorin' my messages. Anyway! Guess who got paid today with a bonus? And guess who's gettin' treated to whatever they feel like tomorrow tonight?"

-"Sorry, Mammon, I can't. I have to go to the human world with Lucifer."

-"What'd'ya mean? I didn't hear nothin' 'bout Lucifer havin' to go to the human world."

"Regardless of what you did or didn't hear, it's true all the same. Yuki and I have an appointment in the human world and won't be back for a couple days. Your plans will have to be postponed for later."

-Why was something always blindsiding him lately?

-"What?! Well, if Yuki's goin', I'm goin' too!"

-"Absolutely not. I don't need you causing havoc when I take my eyes off you for more than a second. Don't worry, though, I'll need your company next week for a special trip to the human world."

-It had been quick, but Mammon had thought he had seen Yuki flicked zir eyes at Lucifer.

-"Mammon, it's just for a couple days. Do your best to tough it out. We'll hang out plenty after, okay?"

"Ya better keep your word."

[The Night Before]

-"Mammon, don't forget you're accompanying me to the human world tomorrow morning," Lucifer announced when everyone had sat down for dinner.

-"Yeah, yeah, I remember," Mammon replied. He wasn't the least bit interested in being ordered around doing paperwork and errands. Catching movement from his peripheral, Mammon noticed Yuki trying to look at him without being obvious. He just got zir back, and they had hardly spent any time together. He didn't want to leave, even if it was just a day. More than anything, he wanted to stay with Yuki. "You should definitely come too. You agree, don't ya, Yuki?"

-Yuki barely had the chance to open zir mouth, let alone formulate an answer, before Lucifer answered instead. "No, Yuki has other affairs to attend tomorrow. It's only a day, Mammon. I'm sure you'll be able to handle it, so don't complain."

-There wasn't any further comments about the trip, but Mammon made it obvious he was still hot under the collar with the way he stomped away, taking Yuki right along with him, when dinner concluded. He had been on cleaning duty with Belphie, but Lucifer offered in his place, quelling any complaints.

-Lucifer smiled amusedly to himself as he cleared the table. If only Mammon was aware enough to know what was planned for the day.

-"I can't believe that jerk," Mammon remarked as he dropped onto Yuki's bed. Yuki rolled zir eyes in response before sitting beside the grumpy demon. "I had plans I wanted to do tomorrow, ya know? Dammit! He just came back from the human world!"

-"Did you actually have plans?" Yuki asked it with a sarcastic tone, but zie was suddenly concerned. It was his birthday tomorrow, so maybe he had made plans that Yuki hadn't accounted for.

-Mammon glared at Yuki, his cheeks a shade darker than a moment prior, either from frustration or embarrassment wasn't certain. "I did," he stated softly.

"With who?"

"You, obviously!"

"Wait, we had plans tomorrow? What di--"

-Before Yuki could finish Mammon yanked zir down next to him, hugging zir tightly. Momentarily surprised, Yuki was slow to return the embrace. Zie expected him to be a bit clingy because zie'd been unavailable to be with him for a while, but this hug felt a bit too tight, desperate.

-"You said we could hang out after y'all returned from the human world, but we ain't had much time without being interrupted or the others butting in."

-"Ah. You're right," Yuki agreed. It's funny how zie had been planning this whole affair for Mammon, but in the process has unintentionally abandoned. Zie regretted that.

-"You're warm," he muttered into zir neck. "..I've missed ya like crazy. I've been dyin' to hug you, but it isn't actually enough now that I am. I'm not lettin' you go for the rest of the night."

-A soft sting of guilt hit Yuki's heart. Zie probably could have done a better job of trying to keep the surprise a secret without leaving Mammon completely in the dark, but between the jobs and helping Diavolo and classes taking up the majority of zir time... No, that wasn't an excuse. Yuki had hurt Mammon. That was obvious.

-Yuki entangled zir legs with Mammon's and reached zir arms around his waist, holding him close. Zie took a moment to just be with Mammon, inhaling his smell, hearing his heart beat. Zie had missed him too, a whole bunch, almost too much, but hopefully tomorrow would make up for the weeks of absence and neglect. "I missed you, too, Mammon. Just put up with it for a little bit longer."

[The Day!]

-"Happy birthday, Mammon!!"

-He had heard Yuki's voice before he had actually seen zir. He was flabbergasted to see zir come out of the cabin he had arrived at.

-When Mammon had woken up and joined the others for breakfast, Yuki had already left. It wasn't long after that Lucifer and he prepared for the trip to the human world. He had dragged his feet and groaned, making a show of not wanting to go. When Lucifer had sent Mammon ahead of him to get things ready, he thought it had been a punishment for his attitude, but after coming through the portal into the human world, he realized it wasn't in the city or anywhere near the hotel they usually stayed at.

-The scenery was beautiful and spacious, open in nature with cabins lining a sparking lake that had docks and piers dividing it. Unlike the city cramped full of people and towering buildings designed with glaring windows that bounced the bright sunlight off of them and funky smells, this area was full of trees that casted cool shadows and a refreshing breeze that rustled the leaves.

-Mammon was absolutely gobsmacked.

-Yuki beamed when zie saw the awestruck trance Mammon was in. Zie was hoping he'd like it. Mammon was definitely a city boy, but Yuki took a guess he enjoyed the lure of natural scenery too, based on their picnic date and walks through the forests.

-Mammon's daze broke when he saw Yuki approaching him. "What's goin' on, Yuki?"

-"C'mon, ya dummy, think! You didn't expect Lucifer to make you go on a business trip on your birthday, did you? It was his way of bringing you up here without being suspicious. Although, I thought you definitely would've caught on last week with what he said."

-He had completely forgotten about his birthday. Mammon had been entirely focused on Yuki and zir strange attitude that he'd spaced on even the date.

-"Oh."

-"Yeah, so," Yuki stepped back and spread zir arms out, displaying the lake on zir right and the cabin on zir left, "happy birthday... again! You mentioned a cabin by a lake as an ideal place to go, and you also wanted to rent a boat in the park, so I thought merging the two together would be a good idea! On top of that, I plan to 'spoil ya rotten all day'. What does the Great Mammon think?"

-"Ya know, I'm not deaf to the mocking tone. You're killin' the mood before it's even started, but I guess I can let it slide!"

[Final Hours]

-As the dimming daylight darkened through the pulled curtains, Yuki and Mammon lounged restfully on the couch. Mammon used Yuki's lap as a pillow as zie stroked zir fingers against his head. The tingling feeling traveled down his spine and relaxed his body. He could probably fall asleep in this position with Yuki brushing his hair with such tender touches. If they were at the House of Lamentation, they wouldn't be able to have this kind of moment without being interrupted by his brothers. Too bad the day was coming to an end.

-Dwelling on the negative thought caused him to unintentionally frown, and Yuki noticed the crease on his brow. Zie poked his forehead to get his attention, and his eyes opened to see Yuki leaning over him.

-"What are you thinking about?"

-"That we'll have to go back to the Devildom tomorrow. How am I s'posed to accept that after today? Today was too good to end like that, ya know?"

-Yuki hummed in agreement. Zie briefly looked away as a thoughtful expression morphed zir features. "Well," zie started, zir eyes focused back on Mammon, "I couldn't afford to stay for more than one night. My birthday is just a few months away, so maybe you could plan something for us, like when you rented the pool."

-Mammon felt a pang of short-lived guilt for complaining. Yuki had worked hard to save enough money to rent this cabin, even with Diavolo hooking zir up months in advance. "I still can't believe ya didn't just tell me. I was actually..."

-"Worried you did something? Sorry, Mammon. I should have said something, but I was nervous that I couldn't keep it a secret. I was too excited to not tell you, but then the jobs piled up and I promised to help Diavolo in exchange for talking the price down with the owner. I shouldn't have ignored you though. I'm sorry."

-There was a lull in their conversation, but it was only a slightly weighted silence. The misunderstandings were cleared up and today was one of the best days Mammon had ever had, spending it alone with Yuki. He would have enjoyed it even if it hadn't been his birthday and with Yuki pampering him all day.

-"C'mere," Mammon said as he placed a warm hand against the back of Yuki's neck, pulling zir down for a kiss. "You're goin' to have to take responsibility for my feelings. You're the reason I was stressin' out. The whole time you were busy workin' your ass off for this trip, I was thinkin' of you. As your first, I'm entitled to know what you're doin'. I'm gonna get my fill of ya tonight before we have to head home. I've got weeks worth to get outta ya."

-Yuki's cheeks heated as Mammon greedily kissed zir lips. Zie silently agreed that zie wanted to get the most out of Mammon while they were still alone, but one night of trying to cram almost a month and a half of time lost wasn't possible.

-"Your lips are warm," Mammon murmured as they separated. "That wasn't nearly enough to satisfy me though. I wanna show ya how much I appreciate you."

-"What, uh, what do you wanna do?"

-"Right now? Nothin'. Bein' with ya like this is enough for the moment. I love you, Yuki."

-An explosion of emotions surged through Yuki's chest to the rest of zir body, making zir giddy with adoration. Zie wasn't sure how zie was containing it, but staring down into Mammon's eyes, seeing his tinted cheeks, and him just relaxing with zir simultaneously fueled zir feelings more while also grounding zir.

-"I love you, too, Mammon."

[that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick]

Me, at 6am, having stayed up all night writing 5k words: I never want to write again. Or at least not for a couple weeks.

Also me: OMGOSH THIS SONG WOULD BE SO GREAT FOR A PREQUEL FIC

Still me: ಠ∀ಠ

So yeah, I've been simmering this idea for a month or two now. It can be read as a standalone, but is meant as a prequel to my other fic, Blind Trust. The song is Waste It on Me by Steve Aoki ft. BTS and you should totally give it a listen!

Hurt/comfort, 1.1k words

Moving Saeran into the bunker was a deceptively difficult task. Mostly because he had limited possessions, clothes that wouldn't even fill a backpack, and, to top it all off, no bed to sleep in. So, the twins left to go shopping for necessities, leaving Vanderwood and MC to deal with the chaos of the bunker. They tackled various tasks to attempt to clean up the place as best they could, but eventually, there was only so much more that could be done without the items from the shopping trip. Naturally, then, the only thing to do was steal Saeyoung's snacks and collapse on his couch. After munching for a few minutes, Vanderwood broke the silence.

"I've got to ask. How on earth did you deal with all of the insanity—Saeran, the crazy woman, that blue-haired man, even Sev-Saeyoung—without losing your mind entirely?"

MC's face forced itself into a small smile. "Let's just say I have experience dealing with dysfunctional people."

Vanderwood hummed. "I won't ask unless you want to tell me."

She sighed. "It's not like it's not all in the past now. It's just not fun to talk about too much. Long story short, I've had one too many bad exes. One was a liar and a cheater. Another seemed nice until you realized he was a manipulative little snake—actually, that's an insult to snakes. Another expected me to just give up all my career plans to be his good little housewife. You get the idea. So yeah, I figure dealing with the dysfunctional is just a part of my life now, and I haven't dated for a while for good reason. At this point, trying to find 'love', whatever that means, is just a waste of my time."

"Well, first of all, I don't know how no decent men have seen your strength of character or your kindness despite the absolute trainwreck your circumstances seem to keep being."

MC snorted, but Vanderwood held up a finger before she could open her mouth. "Second of all, I know I'm the last person you should ask about love, but I do know this. Real love isn't like that. I hate to use Saeyoung as any sort of example, but I'm going to anyway. He may not have gotten much right, but joining the agency to keep Saeran safe was the real stuff, even if it didn't go as planned. Sacrifice just so that the other could live a better life, finding each other again under absurd circumstances, learning enough about each other to be able to come to a truce, finding ways to compromise. It may not be the same kind of love, but that's what love is, MC. Each giving all for the good of the other."

"Wow," MC finally managed to get out. "I guess it's been a while since that sort of thing even occurred to me. But it's not like it matters anyway, since I'm not likely to find anyone who's even decent to me, much less has that kind of mindset. So like I said, it's just a waste of time."

Vanderwood growled in frustration. "Why is it so hard for you to believe that you deserve good things and that those things aren't unrealistic?" He ran a hand through his hair. "Why do you think it's such a waste of your time if you know what you want and what you don't want and if it could make you happy?"

"Because I've lived over a quarter of a century and not seen it once, Vanderwood!" Her voice broke. "Not once."

He gritted his teeth. "Fine then, MC. Fine. If love is nothing more than just a waste of your time, why not waste it on me?"

His jaw dropped at the realization of the words that had just fallen from his lips. MC's eyes widened.

"Uh—I mean—"

"I don't know what to say. I've just...been single for so long that I don't even know what it feels like to have feelings for someone anymore. But I mean, you're attractive and all that. And quite honestly, you reminded me today of what love even looks like. So I think that's a good place to start."

"I...don't even know how to respond to that. I didn't even plan to ask you out today, much less expect that I'd get a positive response. I have to warn you, though, we won't be on even ground." MC groaned, but Vanderwood continued, "We won't be on even ground because you hadn't even considered dating me until today, whilst I couldn't shake my admiration for you since the moment you first opened your mouth. Believe me, I wanted to. But I couldn't ignore the grace and strength with which you handled the insanity involved in dismantling Mint Eye and the agency, one right after the other. It also didn't help that you were absolutely beautiful, either."

"Vanderwood, you know I can't promise anything serious. I'm willing to try, but you know my history. I have too many trust issues to be able to commit to anyone anytime soon."

"Well, I think that's something that I can match you pretty evenly in. I've been taught never to trust anybody. If I did, I could be a major liability to a mission. Because of this, if you'll excuse the invasion of privacy, I had Saeyoung scour your background in every way I could think of, because there was no way you were as good as you seemed. Yet, you came back clean. Absolutely normal. So while I know it's something I'm going to have to consciously work on, I'm willing to trust you as a person and trust your judgement. You can take whatever time you need, and I will put no pressure on you to commit to anything. But," he looked her in the eye, "don't think for a second that I'll treat you with any less respect and care than you deserve just because you can't promise commitment yet. Do you understand?"

MC's eyes welled up in spite of herself. "Yeah," she sniffed. "I'm. I'm just not used to this, you know? But I won't try to be flaky with you just because we're starting out with a casual relationship, either. I hope you understand where I'm coming from."

He pursed his lips. "I may not understand firsthand what you've gone through, but I've dealt with a lot of seedy men over my career, and I know what they're like. I also know that simply saying I won't be like them won't convince you, but I will do my utmost to prove it to you through my actions."

"Okay."

"Waste it on me?"

She smiled. "Yeah."

[onceuponmyanime]

This is my second fanfic to do with the Obey Me boys which I know should have gone by order of age, but I found most of the time I write what I think and incorporate in to the short fics.

For some reason I feel both Solomon and Satan would work well together, even if I do think Satan would clash over Solomon's attentiveness toward MC.

It would probably be that way with all of the brothers but Asmo, which I know would be a better duo. But I'm not quite ready for that one just yet.

Satan and Solomon

You could say that this little fic happens in the Library, which is one of my absolute favourite haunting places and I could just see the three of them jammed against a bookcase.

*****

I was just reaching for a book when a voice startled me.

"Do you need help?"

I looked over my shoulder to find Solomon standing there expectantly.

It was late in the afternoon, and I thought I was the only one in the Library finishing up on my studies for the test we were going to have in a few days time. I was one of those people that liked to have everything done, so that I had more free time on my hands.

"The book I want is on the top shelf, I'm doing some research on Devildom History."

Nodding his head, he stepped in behind me and reached for the top shelf to grab the book. Instead of waiting for me to move though, he trapped me between the bookcase and his body.

Almost deliberately.

I felt my breath hitch involuntarily.

And he noticed.

"If you want me to move away, all you have to do is ask."

I'd never heard his voice sound like that before.

Almost suggestive.

"I advise that you tell him to step back."

Squealing in surprise, I turned to see Satan standing at the end of the aisle.

And he didn't look very happy.

"I..."

"I wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you." And before I could move, the fourth oldest of the brothers had me pinned between both his and Solomon's bodies so fast I couldn't control my own body's reaction. "If anyone is to help you in the Library, it should be ME!"

I'd seen Satan angry before, but I had never seen him like this.

It was almost like he was jealous.

"Solomon was only helping me..."

"I don't care!" He growled, glaring at the smug white haired Sorcerer who still fit snugly behind me. "The Library is my Domain, and I do not share with others."

I had the feeling he wasn't talking about the Library anymore.

"Come now, Satan. It was only harmless." There was a smirk underlying Solomon's off handed comment.

Which only made Satan seeth more.

"Anything to do with you, Solomon could hardly be seen as harmless."

I had to agree with Satan on that one.

"If the two of you don't mind, can I get back to..." I tried to move, but I found myself wedged tighter between the two of them. "Um guys."

I looked up to see that neither one of them was paying attention to me anymore, not with Solomon looking quite smug as he stayed where he was while Satan pullled me closer to him clearly irritated.

"As you can see, I now have the situation handled, so I don't think you are needed anymore." The Avatar of Wrath declared quite haughtily.

Which fell on deaf ears, given Solomon decided to move in closer behind me. Making me gasp out loud.

Because Satan was staring at me, I watched as his cheeks began to flush dark pink and his eyes turned a shade darker then ther usual turquoise colour.

He was reacting to my body's instant arousal, given I coud never hide anything from his observant gaze.

"I want to kiss you..." He admitted with frusration.

The thing was, I wanted him to kiss me to.

"I know you want this just as much as we do." I felt rather then heard Solomon's voice in my ear, his tone whispering promises so forbidden it was hard not to say no.

And by the indecision in Satan's eyes, I could see that he wanted it just as much as I did, even though he didn't want to share me with Solomon.

"I will do as you command, master..."

No sooner were the words out of his mouth, that Satan decided not to let me answer that statement.

He took that decision right out of my hands as he kissed me softly at first, then deepened it as I mewled in surrender.

I just hoped no one was going to walk in and find us this way, or we would have a lot to explaining to do.

"Don't worry your little head." Solomon murmured. "I cast a spell on the door so that no one can enter the Library until we're done."

And that, I realized, was a promise.

*****

To say I am having a lot of fun with these short fics is an understatement, which by the way I haven't quite finished them but didn't mind leaving it like this.

I will continue writing this particular piece as I am writing the rest of the 'Lucifer and Diavolo' one, but then I also have the others to continue writing. given I will try to do one either once a day, or once a week depending on how much free time I have.

Hope you liked it.

[i-am-arcana-trash]

Left behind

Following Asra leaving Vesuvia to avoid the Red Plague, the apprentice (MC) gets drunk after his departure. Dr. Julien Devorak returns to his clinic to find his apprentice in dire need of comfort.

*I envision Pre-Plague Julien was actually far more confident that Post-Plague Julien*

Pronouns: She/Her

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'What the......?' Julien walks up to the dark backdoor of his clinic, sensing something amiss. Withdrawing the blade he leaves in his boot, he gently shoves the door open, checking the frame. He doesn't see anything amiss but he feels it.

Suffocating sadness. It's almost enough to make him tear. He rubs his eyes to quell any threatening to fall as he checks all the rooms.

Suddenly he hears it, sniffling, whispers, quiet sobbing. And notices a soft blue light from his office. His heart is in his throat, as he runs through the senerios for who could have come in if they weren't a thief.

Sheathing his blade he pushes the door open to find a shaking, jumbled pile of linen laying on his dogs bed. He dog Brundle sits next to the bed turning his head to look at his master, huffing. Obviously annoyed to have his spot taken up.

Julien makes his way around the desk kneeling next to the pile. He sees the sobs shaking, whatever it is and after a moment, gently clears his throat, speaking just above a whisper, 'can I help you?'

The mass stops shaking before launching against a wall, hand flaring up with a bright purple/blue orb right at Julien's face.

He jumps back in shock scrambling behind his desk to avoid whatever the hell is in your hands.

After several agonizing moments he realizes you haven't done anything, before slowly peering from around the corner. He notices your tear streaked face and his eyes settle on yours. He realizes it's one of his apprentices, specifically he realizes you're the sole magician trying to help cure the Plague.

He scoots back around the corner, hands up in surrender. Recognition flashes across your features before you fold over to bow in front of him.

'Oh no Julien I'm so sorry, I....I....' sobs steal any explanation for the doctor and you once again collapse into a sobbing pile on the dog bed.

He reaches over placing a large hand over your shoulder. 'MC what are you doing here? Where is Asra?'

At the mention of his name, he feels your breath hitch before a new round of sobbing takes over. Julien clams up before getting up to light a lantern and pulls over a few chairs and a cup if water. He carefully guides you to one chair and sits across from you, jacket hanging off the back, leaning forward holding the cup, signalling for you to drink it. You take the cup, chugging it down coughing at the end.

When the sobs have subsided he gives your hand a gentle squeeze, removing the cup and returning his steely grey eyes to meet yours. Suddenly he gets a whiff of Salty Bitters and realizes something serious must of happened to drive you to drink.

You flush for a moment under his gaze and cough again. 'Asra left....and I don't know when or if he'll ever be back'

Julien couldn't help but stare in disbelief. As long as he had known the magician and his apprentice they seemed inseparable.

***He recalled a moment in the castle recently when he had been wandering through the hedge maze and came upon the two sitting at the edge of the fountain, the cards between them. Asra was explaining something to you before the you two burst into a fit of laughter almost falling into the water. Asra had caught your arm before pulling you into his chest. Suddenly you closed the distance between you two and Julien moved away from the private moment.***

He looks at you thoughtfully 'I'm sorry.....what....what made him leave?'

'He's afraid of the Plague, he didn't want us staying here while people dying....but I can't...cant'cant' leave all these people to die, there has to be SOMETHING I can do. We fought...and he just left, not even a goodbye...WHY COULDN'T HE SAY GOODBYE?'

Tears overwhelm your face as you collapse again. Julien is at a loss, he's never seen you look anything less than happy....it makes his heart ache to see you in such a sad position.

He considers his options before deciding that he can't just leave you to sob and pulls you to him. You freeze for a moment before you feel the steady beat of his heart and you relax a little under his touch.

He feels your hesitation and draws back 'oh....Oh. OH....oh good sorry sorry just know I like a hug when things are just...bad...I'm sorry I should have asked first....'

You look up at him, and notice the blush traveling up his ears. Your vision blurs for a moment, the Salty Bitters had already made you drunk...and perhaps a little lonely. You reach your hand across the space to brush his hair out of his eyes. Suddenly you smile, pleased to see a deeper blush on his face. You rest your hand on his face, stroking his cheekbone with your thumb, before releasing back to his chest, muttering drunkenly under your breathe.

Julien manages to hold his composure together until your gaze is away from him. He realizes he's been holding his breath and tries to calm his heart. Suddenly you fall forward, face first into his lap causing him to jump. He realizes you fell asleep and steels himself, rubbing his face to try to push the blush from his skin.

Once his heart stops thrashing in his chest, he gently rests you on his desk while he locks up the building. Can't leave you here.

Julien wraps his dark overcoat around you and picks you up bridal style carrying you out of the building, almost falling over while he locks the back door.

The air is crisp but he knows the way to your shop and hurries himself there, taking care to avoid the sickest areas of Vesuvia.

While in transit you wake up, groggy, head pounding, cheeks stinging from the cold as your rushed through the streets of the sleeping city. Julien looks down when he feels you shift and slows his pace slightly 'Hey MC...I almost got you home okay? You can come in late tomorrow. We'll be able to handle the clinic.'

As he talks he comes to a full stop, the dark familiar windows of your shop greet you and you wobble slightly, catching his arm while you attempt to unlock the door. Julien holds you steady while he gets the door open and rushes you inside, away from the cold sick air.

While inside the familiar scent of incense covers you in memories from the not so distant past. When the small home contained those you loved most, and tears prickle your eyes.

Julien finishes locking the complicated locks on the front door and turns around to find your shoulders shuttering again. As he opens his mouth to ask what he can do, you whip around, driving into his chest, removing the space between you and sob, unrestrained and choking.

'Asssssraaaaaa' you whimper into his chest, the Salty Bitters making quick work of your faculties.

Julien sighs and tucks a hand under your chin, tilting your head up to him. His gaze is unwavering but gentle and a kind smile crosses his face. 'He'll be back MC..... you'll help us cure the plague, everyone will come back, Asra will be back, to you, to your shop, you two will always find your way back to each other....'

Wiping your nose on your sleeve, the corners of your eyes crinkle from the first real smile to cross your face in days. 'Help me upstairs.....I don't think I can make it up without falling back down.' as if to prove a point, you stumble off the first step, Julien catching you and gently guides you upstairs, helping you into bed.

As Julien turns to leave, you catch his wrist, pulling him to the edge of the bed, on his knees. Wide grey eyes staring back into your half lidded ones. You smile gently taking his face in your hands again, closing the distance between you to plant a gentle kiss on each cheek and one on his forehead, hugging him close for a moment.

He returns the hug and hears you whisper in his ear, 'Thank you....Juliennnnnn........'

Your exhaustion finally wins over the alcohol and Julien covers you with a blanket, watching you for a moment. As he turns to go down the stairs he hears you whisper into your pillow '......I miss you Asra...'

Julien leaves through the back door, locking it up. He notices the sky lighten and sighs. 'Guess I'm working a long haul today...I hope that coffee vendor is open.... I need the biggest cup he's got.'

~~~~~Somewhere in Nopal~~~~~

Asra lays in bed, his chest aches as he gently touches the empty spot on the bed next to him. Faust slithers up to the pillow and looks into his eyes.

'...miss friend...'

His eyes sparkle, as he strokes under Faust's chin '....me too.....'

*I didn't see any fics like this, but if there is another that does, I promise I didn't steal the idea*

[fluffi]

so should i reply in tiny font or just regular font?

hybe should do better in spreading out the comebacks of the groups under them :/ they're already at a huge advantage, might as well use it strategically. AHA streaming mvs is so convenient for a multi. the filler vids i could use in between could be mvs from the other groups that i stan. also you know what, i still haven't watched a single final performance bc im waiting for a friend to watch with me :D

i have a chinese movie recommendation in case you want something to cry over. i still love its ost and it's been months since i watched it. i'm not sure if you watched it already but more than blue. i've never cried over a movie as much as i cried for that one. the angst *chef's kiss*. i'd do anything to wipe my memory of it and watch it again for the first time.

also sungchan is mc-ing in inkigayo every sunday! and honestly, what the hell is nct hollywood :D but a part of me thinks it's just going to be a bunch of asians living in america like johnny that'll be a part of it. just a hunch tho. imagine having all 4 units coming back in a year with like 1 unit per quarter of the year. i'm not sure if sm even has the money to do this, especially when they filed bankruptcy recently.

and i've seen a lot of twitter memes saying taro's ghosted stans T_T alexa play ghosting by txt T_T sm come on give him smth to do, you're wasting talent.

the mall didn't burn down entirely (like from the outside it looked fine). the ventilation system caught fire so it was more internal—ceilings and all that. covered things with soot(?) and ashes so the entire mall was closed for nearly 2 years. and hey, i've experienced a school fire too back when i was younger. i, too, thought it was nothing but a fire drill until i saw the charred remains of the buildings behind our school : D thankfully, no one died.

the new nct track is for a samsung commercial AHAHA it's funny because nearly everyone uses apple TT_TT and the mv screams neo culture tech tho (well as it should lmao). yes, i was talking about that part in hot sauce but yes, it grew on me too.

ateez really know how to do a performance. they put the standard so high for me when it came to performing. their facial expressions and overall stage presence just impresses me. it's been a while since i've seen idols draw me to them by those standards.

ah, the long stan list! good luck in getting through it and i hope you do have fun as you go :] (also you can check out aurora by ateez and whiplash by tbz. the songs popped up in my head as i was typing this reply, you might like them)

ohhhh, what was the pd48 scandal? i don't watch survival shows so i don't know any of the stuff going on. would you care to elaborate? about their disbandment :(( i hope you're okay now tho! are the other girls still debuting in new groups? anyone eyeing an acting career instead of being an idol?

YES, A PATTERN IN THE BIASES (if you count an analysis of two ppl as a pattern, that is.) because it's the same pattern i have for my biaswreckers :D jake & seungmin, not only do they have the same animal to represent them, they have the same 'golden retriever' type of personality that just makes you go all soft. ygwim ;n; i wish i could elaborate but both boys just devastate me in the same level and my friends pointed out that they were quite similar in some aspects.

jaemin used to send really long bbl messages :< like if there was anything he loved most it was nctzens and it was obv in his messages. speaking of dream, album repackage news today! idk what to feel bc my hot sauce albums haven't even arrived yet :D + i'm dead br0ke.

how do you even manage to read 30k TT__TT i cant handle long fics bc of my attention span :D also, yes, i found the user now, i'll check if i'll like their works soon. <33

YES YOU SHOULDVE BEEN THERE T_T what a day that was. i think seungmin is still sweet and active in bbl. not a single cent goes to waste with him. also i think i'll post the drabble some time this month.

and oml seungmin vs jake :o let's see how that goes O.O XDD

clickity-clackity AHAH do you have a mechanical keyboard? :c i wanted one too but i haven't got around to saving up for one. but yes indeed, typing asmr v relaxing \m/

sunny hyuck day, fullsun sunday, fullsunday T_T feels were very strong that day. i kept seeing edits on my twt tl and i would just s o b : D i've only stanned nct for a year but i've seen him grow so much i just wanted to crie i love him sm :') yk my mom didn't cook spaghetti for my birthday, but she cooked for hyuck's? : D

and i checked ur recs blog and indeed, full of nct T_T

also have i mentioned that your desktop thing amuses me so much HAHAH i got confused for a sec if i had twt opened or tumblr. plus, i've been wanting to mention that i noticed that our mobile themes are opposites. black and red, white and blue. it's cute XDD <3

help, people have been telling me that our asks are long but i highkey love it. i added a ‘keep reading’ for the mobile users though, sorry in advance hh.

honestly, both works. tiny font saves space but regular font does more justice for my poor eyes haha. its your call!

hybe comebacks :( yeah enhypen got lucky because they came back right before cb season so they got three wins (yay)! on the bright side, txt just got their first win and bts has six wins, so it all works out i guess. omg yes, the streaming thing is perfect. i stan like 20 groups so i have a never-ending cycle of filler mvs and its always so helpful. ooh for the final performances - you wont regret watching any of them! literally wild, kingdom's budget and talent are wild.

ooh, I don't watch any cdramas lmao. i want to but i can barely finish kdramas. if its a movie ill watch it! ive never heard of more than blue but ill check it out <3 where can i watch it?

yes yes i have just realized that sungchan is yujin's co-mc! i watched their special stage (which is literally adorable) and was today years old when i realized that the dude is sungchan pls. nct hollywood was so unexpected and i still have mixed feelings about it now. LMAO JUST ASIANS LIVING IN AMERICA...help. that would be interesting (?) but the concept reminds me of those horrendous awesomeness tv shows. lets hope sm pulls this off well and proves me wrong. lmao all 4 units coming back would probably happen, but i hope none of them get overworked :( i constantly feel like mork lee has four clones :'( also...sm filed bankcruptcy??? dang, what happened?

ugh omg yeah shotaros talent is seriously being wasted in the basement right now. as for fires, scary T-T i wasnt that fazed by them until the australia wildfires happened, and i learned about the consequences of fire and got really scared. its good that the entire mall didnt burn down though! although its weird that no one is opening it :( schools really need to tell us the difference between drills though, it might be dangerous for those rebellious kids.

yeah i just realized that the nct track is an endorsement which partly explains why i cant listen to it. the mv's visuals are stunning!! the set and people are so gorgeous aa i cant

oh yeah im not an atiny but i have acknowledged since 2020 that they have one of the best, if not the best stage presence and expressions on stage for 4th gen. i think their only worthy competitor would be stray kids actually. theyre truly one of a kind and all of them are cute especially that yeosang guy. i will definitely check out your song recommendations though!

oof the pd48 scandal is extremely complicated. to condense it in a few statements: all of the girls' rankings have been rigged since the very beginning and it was rumored that they already had their end group before the show even started. it was like this for pf48 and pdx101 (group x1) which was why x1 disbanded within a month of debuting, and izone were on hiatus for like 4 months. im not the best at explaining stuff like this haha, but i think you get it. you can check out yt or search up 'pd48 scandal', a ton of articles and videos. as for new groups, nothing has been made clear yet. theyve only made instagram handles for now and appeared on variety shows haha. as for acting career, hyewon was supposed to do acting but was forced to join pd48 so maybe she'll continue acting afterwards? nothing is confirmed yet!

lmao two similarities, its okay it counts. ah, true, i can see their similarities now that youve mentioned it, as well as how jeno is kind of like that. however, i am currently attached to jaemin so we'll see what happens from there hehe. i swerve easily.

jaemin on bubble grr, that would be a whole experience. from the bare minimum of vidoes ive seen for him wbk jaemin is so whipped for czennies. ah yes repackage! i saw the post on instagram and went to the comments to see everything screaming ‘iM bROke!’ and it was lowkey hilarious lmao. kpop is really trying to suck our money T-T.

ope the longest fic ive read is like...40k words i think? and it was by jeonginks. ill read anything eiko produces lmao, theres always so much substance in her work. ooh, tell me what you think of luvdsc’s stuff, i just finished binging their entire masterlist lmao.

seungmin vs jake yeah, i havent been catching up on skz enha content because im still obsessing over the dreamies but when that saga is over then im going to focus on my ults lmao (which might include dream soon, hehe).

yes yes i have a mechanical bluetooth keyboard that i use to connect to my computer! it literally sounds amazing lmao, its only 10am here but i feel like im going to doze off from the clickity clackitys already. i cant wait for you to get one! tell me when you do, we can match hehe.

hyuck is an aodrable brat please. hes like the best comedian of nct at this point, so hilarious and filled with variety i love him. he rose up my bias list pretty fast too. LMAO YOUR MOM IS SO COOL I LOVE HER ALREADY. if only my mom would cook for my ults’ borndays.

yes my rec blog is a mess right now, ill organize it soon haha.

omg thank you and yes my website theme is one-of-a-kind. even i get confused when i open it or edit it, and i constantly get comments about it. also i just realized our opposing theme colors and i love it! its adorable.

[monstermaster13]

Werebelushi:

This is a remake of the incomplete mini-rant I did about anime transformation stories and the writers that make them, I realize now that I was being kind of transphobic and it was my fault that it happened but the thing is the rant was incomplete and nobody was supposed to see it, I did not deserve however to be accused of being a coward. I don't see how using an OC to express yourself is cowardly, and also yeah don't make comments about Nathan's work supposedly being awful if you haven't read even them it's like me saying I hate historical dramas even though I haven't seen that many. Here's the thing, people express themselves with their OCs on here all the time, how is what any different than someone commissioning someone else to do an art piece of their OC transforming into say a statue, a two-headed gorilla/ogre hybrid, or even into Wolverine or Donkey Kong? Fans play as characters all the time when they roleplay, this is not roleplay to me, it's a job. Sometimes I have to talk about bad things and sometimes I wish I didn't have to but I have to, that's my job.

I am a fictional character in your real life universe but very much real in my own, allow me to explain that to you in the simplest of terms, I am meta. And that is my thing. Here is the thing I am not against people who identify as any gender or species, I just want a character transformation story of someone into a character that is wholesome, not fetishistic, not needlessly cruel, not creepy, no MC, just a character TF (doesn't even have to be a popular one, can be as obscure as you want) where the person keeps their mind and personality and that is all I want. Here is the thing, I used to be against anime character transformations because I was not well versed in anime, up until recently I had only been familiar with the basic staples of it like Sailor Moon, Digimon, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, Monster Rancher, Escaflowne, Akira, etc, but I got into Soul Eater, Attack on Titan and JoJo later on and discovered these shows are actually kind of cool.

I was giving these shows a hard time and not giving them a chance because of the fics written about them, I have nothing against transformations into a character the person likes, it's just things like MC really take away my enjoyment and make me sad. Even if it's human to animal, MC just makes me sad. I am sorry if my words in the previous version of the 'Anime/character tf writers' rant caused me to come across as transphobic, you were not meant to see that.

This is the real version you are reading right now and how I really feel about the whole ordeal.