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cevansbrat0007 · 4 months ago

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Indecent Exposure Pt. III: Poolside Promises

Summary: You convince Ari to finally let you have a little fun this summer. But at what cost? Check out Part One!

Warnings: Mature Themes, Ari Being A Menace, Brat!Reader, Dad's Best Friend Themes, Older Men/Younger Women Themes, Brief Allusion to Oral Sex, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Please heed all warnings. Part of my Indecent Exposure Series. If you'd like to be added to the tag list, please let me know.

Almost Two Weeks After Your Father's Departure...

You glide through the water effortlessly, seeking a brief relief from the summer heat. While the news had promised you and everyone else that today’s weather would be one for the books, the warnings still hadn’t been enough to prepare you for the heat that assailed you the moment you’d stepped out the back door.

However, it’s not until you allow your head to break through the surface that you realize you were no longer alone. You had company. And he was also staring at you.

Again. It was something he had a habit of doing.

“Can I help you?” It’s a flatly delivered question.

The man only shrugs, dragging a hand through his shaggy, chestnut brown locks. Frankly, he looked so much like his brother you were almost surprised that you’d never really noticed just how many similarities they actually shared.

Same striking blue eyes. Same massive build. Same chiseled jaw that looked great with or without a beard. But where Steve always possessed an aura or control, Ari emanated something a little more raw and untamed.

You found found that it sometimes did funny things to those annoying butterflies that had seemingly taken up residence in your belly these days.

“Did you need something?” You try as you continue to tread water in the middle of the pool.

“Nothing you're quite prepared to give, sweet Clover.” Ari responds cryptically, his head cocking to the side as he continues to survey you.

“Then why the hell do you keep staring at me?”

That was another thing you’d recently come to learn about Ari over the last couple of days. He didn’t seem to care whenever you decided to take a spicy tone with him – a fact you’d discovered when you’d found him sitting in your father’s study just the other morning.

You’d been so happy until that moment, especially since you’d previously been granted three days free of Bucky, Steve, and Andy. Your time alone had been glorious, even if it had proved to be short lived.

You watch the older man closely, fascinated by the increasingly pronounced tick in his jaw. Hell, if he was allowed to stare then so would you. However, the question was, who would blink first?

Turns out, that award belonged to Ari.

Humming a tune under his breath, he proceeds to grab a lawn chair before pulling it closer to the edge of the pool. Neither one of you says a word as he takes a seat, his sinewy muscles bunching and flexing beneath the thin fabric of his light gray t-shirt.

“Just came out here to check on you.” He reaches up to scratch at his beard. “See how you were managing in this heat.”

“I’m managing by planning to spend all afternoon in the pool, like any other sane person would.”

“Ya know, I’m pretty sure Bucky and the boys made it clear that they don’t appreciate your little penchant for snark.” He muses, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees.

Probably. You inwardly concede. It definitely hasn't been winning you any favors. Which is why you often preferred to play the part of a mute. Whenever they allowed you to, that is.

“Doesn’t seem to bother you.” You respond honestly before closing your eyes and flipping your body so that you can float on your back, giving Ari a glimpse of your peaches and cream-colored bikini.

“That’s cuz’ not too much bothers me. I don’t allow it.”

“Hmm…” You spread your arms, silently wishing you could simply float away from this conversation entirely. “Maybe you should talk to the others about that. Seems like I find a new way to piss them off every time I open my mouth.”

“Nah.” Ari shrugs away your words as he continues to appear unbothered by the heat. “Something tells me they don’t quite know just what to do with a pretty little thing like you.”

“Oh. And you do?” Well, you could safely say that you hadn’t been expecting that answer.

“I’d certainly like to think so.”

His statement hangs in the air as you both fall silent. While you weren’t quite sure what your would-be caretaker was talking about, it was definitely enough to make you think. And it’s at that moment that you decide to change tactics. Instead of floating here annoyed, perhaps it was time to use Ari’s seemingly indulgent personality to your benefit.

A friend of yours was throwing a party tonight. And you wanted to go.

When you’d previously brought it up to Bucky and Steve, they’d both hemmed and hawed over the subject – asking you all kinds of questions and refusing to give you anything more than a non-committal “we’ll have to see” or "we'll have to sit down and talk about it". And when you’d tried to play the ultimate trump card by calling your father, he’d sided with them.

“I’m not there, pumpkin.” Your Dad had said while you’d been holed-up pouting in your room. “I asked your Uncles to watch over you, which means I’m gonna have to defer to them in situations like this one."

And, as luck would have it, you hadn’t been able to get your answer before they’d just up and disappeared on you like the overbearing assholes they were proving themselves to be.

“Yeah, well, I’m not sure I trust the judgment of anyone who’s crazy enough to sit out here in this heat and roast – not when there’s a perfectly good pool, like, right in front of them.”

“Not sure that pool of yours is big enough for the both of us.” Ari mutters, scrubbing a hand over his jaw. Although you get the feeling he’s talking more to himself than you.

“It’s plenty big.” You eagerly reassure him, adjusting your position so that you can float closer to where your pseudo-guardian is sitting. “See? There’s aaall this space.”

For a second Ari appears unsure. And the closer you get, there’s no denying the fact that he was finally showing signs of feeling the heat. It’s hard to miss the thin line of sweat dotting along his brow.

“C’mon…” You urge, playfully splashing him. “Don’t be such a hard ass, Uncle Ari.” You decide to tack on the last bit for his benefit, all the while trying hard to keep the edge out of your tone. But if he notices, he thankfully doesn’t comment.

“Fine. Melt.” You heave an exasperated sigh when he still doesn’t move. Climbing onto a nearby pool raft, you turn your attention back to your companion. “Jesus, you guys are always so serious, like all of the time. I mean, what’s wrong with having a little fun?”

“Alright.” That’s all you get before he reaches to pull his shirt over his head, revealing the sculpted body hiding beneath.

You scarcely have the chance to appreciate the sight before you’re treated to the sound of a splash. You let out a squeal as water goes splashing everywhere, rewetting your already rapidly drying body. Seconds later, Ari’s head breaks through the water.

“Happy now, princess?” He disappears again, only to reappear closer to where you’re currently lounging.

“Depends.”

“On?” He asks, seemingly content to tread water alongside you. You’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t at least admit that the man was kind of attractive.

Or, as your friends had put it, sexy as hell. Yeah, you weren’t quite sure how you felt about that one.

“Well…” You hedge, giggling when he splashes you to encourage you to hurry up.

“Out with it, Clover. A closed mouth doesn’t get fed.” Or fucked. He silently adds.

“There’s this party I kinda wanted to go to tonight. All my friends will be there and I haven't really had the chance to celebrate my birthday with them yet.” You finish, your teeth going to worry your bottom lip.

Ari studies you for a moment as he tries to figure out the best way to respond. “What did Uncle Steve and the others say?” He already knew that you'd asked them, and he wanted to make it clear that he’s not one to be so easily manipulated. “I’m assuming you asked them first.”

“They said “maybe”. Well, two of them did anyway. But then they left without ever giving me a real answer.”

“I see.” He offers you a cheeky grin while pausing to swat at a wayward fly. “Maybe we should call them. See if they’ve finally made up their minds–.”

“No!” You shoot straight up on your perch, accidently flipping the raft and sending you tumbling back into the icy cool water. You come up sputtering and coughing, and while you can’t quite tell, you’re also fairly certain that Ari is laughing at you.

“You all good?”

“Yeah.” You gag, hating the taste of chlorine.

Ari nods before moving to retrieve your float. He’s even kind enough to hold it still long enough for you to climb back on it again. Only once he’s satisfied that you’re secure does he seem interested in continuing the conversation.

“So…it sounds like you really wanna go to this party. Don’t you, Clover?”

“Yes.” You breathe, refusing to say anything more than that just in case he was actually considering it. You’re so desperate that you don’t even balk when he begins swimming towards the edge of the pool, dragging you along with him. He doesn’t speak again until he’s reached his destination.

“Tell me, will there be any drinking at this party?”

“Wha–no!”

“Now’s not the time to lie to me, princess. Will people be drinking at this party?” He reaches up to cup your chin, his brilliant blue eyes boring into yours as if he's attempting to unravel all of your secrets.

One by one.

“I swear! Grace’s parents would positively kill her if they found out she threw that kind of party.”

Ari quietly mulls over your answer before deeming it to be honest enough for his liking. “How about boys?”

Fuck. While you couldn’t be honest, you also didn’t want to lie. Not when you were this close to getting what you wanted. Which was freedom.

“Her little brother will be there. He’s a couple grades below us. But it's not like she can kick him out or anything.”

“Just her little brother, huh?” You could tell he was feeling more than a little skeptical. However, you’re surprised when he seemingly lets it slide. Releasing his grip on your chin, he gives you a little push, content to let you float away.

“I swear. We can’t do anything too crazy with him around – he’d rat us out sooo fast.”

Please believe me. Please believe me. Please believe me.

Holding your breath, you watch as he climbs out of the water. He makes a beeline for your towel, patting himself dry to the best of his ability before draping it over his shoulder.

“Okay, sweetheart. I might be willing to make an executive decision on this one, provided you’re willing to do something for me in return. Something that’ll keep at least some of the heat off of me when it comes to dealing with Steve and the boys.”

What you didn't know was that they had already discussed your desire to attend this party – him, Bucky, Andy, and Steve – and they'd decided that the answer was "no". But since you'd gone the last couple days without throwing a tantrum, Ari felt inclined to give you what you wanted. It also helped that he found your bratty ways to be rather endearing.

So long as you weren't outrightly disrespectful.

“Anything.” The word flies out of your mouth before you can catch it. And just like that, that damn tick in his jaw is back.

“The only way I feel comfortable enough letting you go is if you promise to text me every 30 minutes. Doesn’t have to be long. Just a message to let me and the other guys know you’re okay.”

What the hell?

You open your mouth to protest before deciding you’re better off not. Right now, you’d take the win and try to renegotiate the rest later.

“Take it or leave it, princess.”

“I’ll take it!” You reply, albeit probably a little too enthusiastically. “Thank you so much!”

Ari doesn’t even crack a smile. Instead that damned tick of his only seems to grow even more pronounced. “Alright.” With that, he turns and begins striding towards the door. “I’ll, uh…I’ll get you another towel.” He pauses once he reaches his destination, turning to face you once more.

“And Clover?”

“Yeah?” You call back, feeling happier than you have in almost two whole weeks.

“Don’t make me regret this." Ari rumbles, allowing you to get a good, long look at his muscled, hair covered chest. "I'd hate for my kindness to come back and bite me in the ass. It would be a shame to start the summer off on such a bad note.”

“I…”

His words leave you so speechless that you can only watch as Ari proceeds to waltz through the sliding door, leaving you outside all alone once more. But not before reiterating his promise to bring you another towel so that you can get ready for lunch.

“Well, fuck…” Is all you can muster before rolling yourself off your float and into the cooling expanse of the water. You swim down to the bottom, touching the floor with both hands as you work to center yourself.

You hold your breath for as long as you’re able before the need for oxygen forces you to resurface. As you greedily gulp air into your burning lungs you tell yourself not to give a fuck about Ari and his bullshit. Instead, you decide to focus on the most important aspect of tonight, namely…

Just what in the hell were you going to wear?

END

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wonijinjin · 9 months ago

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THE WEEKND SERIES: AFTER HOURS - JOSHUA HONG

author’s note: stoner shua has been on my mind for a long time (don’t smoke/vape and use substances everyone, please! they are very harmful. i don’t do them either, this is only fiction and is probably not accurate) so had to put it into a fic. @babyleostuff this one is for you;)

synopsis: a late night, chilling with your best friend.

word count: 0.5k | genre: suggestive, dark themes (stoner joshua and reader) | pairing: joshua x f! reader | warnings: use of petnames, use of vapes, mentions of death, reader has insomnia, suggestive themes

the masterpost to this series can be found here.

upon walking in you look at joshua; he is sitting on the couch with legs spread open, leaning back into the wall behind him. his head is tilted towards the ceiling, illuminated by the red led lights around the corners. his mouth is streched wide, blowing out some air, creating a cloud, the smell of caramel and his cologne lingering in the room. in one of his hands a device you know too well; he takes another huff of air from it, slowly turning his head in your direction. “what’s up princess?” he questions lowly while he pats his thigh, inviting you to sit on his lap. you do as motioned, skipping towards him, taking your place on his legs. he guides your head close to him, giving you the vape to use it and you accept it. “you look good with it, should give you mine more often princess.” he smirks, watching you smoke. “tastes good. interesting choice for today, but impressive regardless. you can always pull something new, hong.” you throw it back to him, changing position and crashing down next to his figure, the soft cushions enveloping you in a comforting warmth. you stay like that for a good amount of time when you suddenly speak up. “thought i almost died in my dream again.” he opens his eyes and gazes at you with hooded lids. “i guess i was fighting for my life. i couldn’t breathe again.” you continue and he strokes your hair slowly. you blankly look at your hands, and let the words soak into his fogged up brain. “you sure it isn’t because of smoking this shit, hmm?” he mumbles jokingly, to which a laugh slips out from you. “you are way too high for this shua. this conversation is done here.” you reply with a smack to his chest, pulling a whine from him. “no, talk to me princess.” he seems more alert; taking care of you is always his priority, that’s one of the many reasons why you are happy to call him your best friend. “my insomnia has been quite bad josh. feel like i can never sleep well without you. it’s been a tiring week.” you admit, his expression never changing, not giving away anything about what he thinks. “then sleep with me.” he simply answers, not wasting his energy on speaking in long sentences and explaining what he means. “i’m already doing that though.” you giggle and you can sense how he finds it hilarious from the rumble of his chest. “and you are crazy for that.” he comments. “give me this.” you point at the little thing in his hand. he doesn’t question it, just tosses it to you and watches how you blow the air in his face, a relieved sigh leaving your lips with it. “cute.” he streches his long legs, tense from sitting for so long, and yawns. “are you tired? it is only 1am though.” you look at him, surprised. he stares at you for a few moments, mouth opening to speak, but closing again. he drags you up from the couch. “yeah, sure. come on princess, let’s sleep.”

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clowns0up-felix · 19 days ago

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Coming back to tell you how much I love that little comic with the Chosen Hero and the Hero of Men. There's no dialogue, but it still has a strong sense of sadness and hope. And the parallels between the two are fantastic, I really wish Nintendo gave us more information about what happened between Skyward Sword and Minish Cap because now I'm really thinking about it and how whatever happened had to be pretty scary if the Hero of Men decided it was in everyone's best interest for him to yoink the Chosen Hero's sacred sword from its temple.

All those words to say your art is wonderful and I'm thinking about it and the piece of LoZ lore it represents. ❤️

Ohhhh my go yesssss I would give my life to know more about the hero of men,,, its literally crazy to me that there’s a link that’s just. There. No game no story no nothing. WHO IS THAT TELL ME?? Thinking about who he could’ve been is one of the joys of life but it tends to feel more like writing an OC than expanding on known lore, bc be barely have any,,,

Actually, Ill use this to ramble about what I do tend to think for him here, hope that’s okay!!

I love love love that u said that what was happening during the hero of men’s time had to be pretty scary, bc YEAH. To pull the sword of the first hero and first king of Hyrule (^.^) who probably would kill to not have fi be woken up is CRAZYYYY,,, either he’s oblivious or in a really bad situation,,, What is known about him leaves to believe that he was a knight tho, and they 100% knew about fis resting ground,, It is said that the world was about to be swallowed by evil, which makes me think Botw final cutscene or sksw final girahim type severity of monster floods. So I think hom (ill refer to the hero of men like this for now) link probably saw getting the sacred, legendary master sword as his only chance at saving hyrule.

Idk if he would’ve know himself to be the legendary hero reborn due to triforce mark, maybe he just stumbled across it in an attempt to hide some injured knights in the temple of hylia,,,, Side note on the temple of hylia, love the abandoned look in the comic but it doesn’t really make sense, does it? Bc why would sksw Link want fis resting place to not be well kept? Would he visit before his passing?

Anyway, he takes the sword defeats the monster hoards and gives hyrule a brief moment of safety. He’s made into a high ranking knight or maybe head of the knights (he’s probably rather young still, as that seems to be a theme for the chosen hero and priestess, so maybe late teens, and before having the master sword he was a knight in training?) and then, when the picori/minish come down to earth (i dunno from where, was that ever said? Just from the skies i thiinkkk,,,) he gets the picori blade and I think the light force from them. It’s similar use does bring up the question why hom link would use the picori blade over the master sword,, maybe because its a gift and the master sword is like this sacred sword meant to rest and that got him feeling bad hahaha,, Hom link trapped the monsters rather than killing them but I can’t remember if the trapped them in the sword or the chest or somewhere else hmm,,, the sword later turns into the four sword right? (I’m so sorry im too lazy rn to do research 😭) I don’t think hom link would’ve been able to use it as this tho, i think he never got it to a point like this, just used it to save the world once and then gave it away for the contest ^^ In one of the stained glass the sword he gets DOES look like the four sword but i am going to ignore that bc I think i can.

Also, for reasons that I can’t (don’t want to) talk about rn I personally would change it being the 50th anniversary of the Picori Festival instead of the 100th ^.^ also I think hom link would stay a close friend to the royal family partially to protect the holder of the light force which was sealed into his Zelda i think and passed down to her children and their children yk,, and don’t tell anyone I said this but he is alive during minish cap and ezlo was one of the minish that gave him the blade during the Force era ;)

I also think the minish weren’t really ever introduced to the public but instead kept in strict contact to the royal family and those they trusted, which is why during mc basically no one knows about them, and those that once did are already fairly old or dead.

I’m not gonna read this over, hope everything makes sense and is coherent

Thanks for the ask !!!!! Drawing the comic was so fun I’m happy u like it :D

#ask #link #legend of zelda #zelda hero of men #hero of men #hom link #loz minish cap #minish cap #Loz #tloz #loz headcanons #zelda headcanons #zelda lore #loz mc

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souryoong · 2 years ago

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try new things (pt. 2) | knj ft. myg (18+)

pairing: boyfriend!namjoon x reader x yoongi

genre: smut!! (18+ readers only), threesome

word count: 3,942

summary: you and your boyfriend namjoon have a threesome with his best friend to "try new things." this time things are kicked up a notch. read part one here.

authors note: please do not read this if you are uncomfortable/do not enjoy any of these things that im about to list that happens in this story. these are some new sexual themes I have yet to include on my blog. you can kindly not read this, and read some of my other works instead. no hard feelings!

warnings: smut!, pwp, making out, tongue kissing, cunnilingus, fingering, alcohol consumption, blowjobs (both m. receiving), unprotected sex, spitting, squirting, nipple play, maybe slight overstimulation, clit stim, g spot stim, praise kink, mentions of anal sex, some minor ass play, anal sex, yoongi is heavy on the lube, double penetration, creampies (god i hate that word lol).

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A few weeks had gone by since your night with Namjoon and his best friend, and on and off you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

You were sitting on the bed with your laptop while Namjoon was in the shower. Within 15 or so minutes he came into the room in only his underwear, drying his long dark hair off with a crisp white towel.

You closed your laptop and looked up at him, he smirked at you when your eyes met, making your heart flutter. God, he looked so good, he’d been working out a lot more and it’s been paying off.

You put your laptop aside and leaned back, watching as he got dressed in his grey sweatpants and hoodie. He grabbed his book and laid down on the bed next to you.

“Joon.” You used his favorite nickname to get his attention, turning to face him.

“Hmm.” He hummed at you, still reading.

“I umm…” your voice trailed off. “Was wondering if you’ve talked to Yoongi.”

Namjoon looked up from his book, sitting up slightly.

“Yeah, he came to my studio to help me with a song.” Namjoon answered. “Why, what’s up?”

“I was wondering if you guys wanted to have another night together again.”

That made Namjoon close his book shut almost too fast.

“I mean, I can mention it to him.” He smoothed a hand over his hair.

“But like I said before.” You spoke. “I’d want it to be different. Maybe we can do it at his place so it’s more convenient for him.”

Namjoon nodded.

“And maybe this time I’ll take the both of you at the same time.”

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You and Namjoon stood outside the door to Yoongi’s apartment, Namjoon about to knock on the door.

“Are you positive you want to do this?” Namjoon asked you, looking at you almost worried.

“Yes. You asked me that last time.” You huffed at him. “Now knock. He can probably hear us.”

Namjoon knocked on the door, and in a few seconds almost, Yoongi opened the door.

Yoongi smiled and greeted the both of you.

“Hey, Yoongi Hyung.” Namjoon spoke affectionately as you both stepped past the threshold into the apartment.

“I hope you don’t mind how I’m dressed.” Yoongi referenced to his designer sweatpants and hoodie. “I was at the studio for a while today.”

He had a glass of whisky sitting on the kitchen island, and two other empty ones.

“Would you like a glass?” He asked, taking a sip of his without any change in his expression.

“Sure, just a little bit.” You answered, Namjoon taking some as well.

Yoongi poured you a small glass, a little more for Namjoon.

You took a sip, the light brown colored alcohol was strong, but pleasant. It had a warm spice to it.

“So, if we’re ready.” Yoongi spoke up. “Where do you want to go? Living room? Bedroom? I put fresh sheets on my bed this morning.”

Namjoon looked at you, letting you decide.

“The bedroom.” You looked at Namjoon and back at Yoongi.

Yoongi smirked. “Then follow me.”

Yoongi led you to a rather large bedroom, very spacious with a tall ceiling, huge bed, and a large tv mounted on the wall. The room smelled like cinnamon and lavender.

“Make yourself comfortable, relax.” Yoongi calmly spoke, adjusting the lights.

You went and sat on his bed, his dark comforter nice and plush underneath you.

Namjoon was on the bed soon as well, turning your chin to face him to kiss you. You moaned against his mouth, tangling one of your hands in his hair that you loved so much.

Namjoon moved his hand to your throat, making you moan again, and he started to tongue kiss you. Completely distracted, you suddenly felt another set of hands on you, realizing Yoongi was taking your pants off.

“Baby, you’re soaking through your panties.” Yoongi threw your jeans to the side.

Namjoon smirked and started to kiss your neck. “So wet for us already, huh?”

You bit down on your lip because well, he was right. You fantasized about being fucked by both of them at the same time since the last time you all got together. And now it was finally happening.

Namjoon moved, taking his shirt off. Yoongi did the same as well, even taking off his sweatpants, leaving him in nothing but his underwear.

“Come here.” You climbed off the bed and got on your knees on the floor in front of both of them.

You grabbed Namjoon’s hardening length through his sweatpants, making him groan.

“Take these off, baby.” You spoke to him, tugging on the waistband to expose his underwear.

You turned towards Yoongi, noticing that he was already looking at you, stroking a hand over his hard length. You reached over, smirking at him, and pulled his underwear down in the front by the waistband.

You almost winced at the sight of his thick length, already dripping precum from the tip. You felt your mouth already filling with saliva.

Leaning towards him, you opened your mouth with your tongue out, letting him slide himself into your mouth.

Yoongi sucked in air through his teeth, moaning. “Oh fuck, your mouth. Fuck.”

Namjoon came closer to you, and pulled down his underwear as well, giving himself a few strokes over his length with his hand.

Yoongi moved your hair out of your face, then thrusted into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, making your eyes water.

You pulled away from him, breathing heavy. “Fuck.”

Turning towards Namjoon, you took him into your mouth with no hesitation. He moved your hair out of your face, letting out a throaty moan that made your core ache.

You let him slide out of your mouth, spitting on the tip of his length, using your hand to pump his length. He swore when you moved your thumb over his sensitive tip, and you hummed to yourself.

Suddenly Namjoon grabbed your jaw, leaning down to tongue kiss you. “Fuck, you’re so pretty like this.”

You grabbed onto his wrist. “Fuck me.” Your voice sounded a bit whinier than you wanted it to.

“You want us to?” Namjoon kissed you again.

“Yes, please.” You looked at Yoongi, then back at Namjoon, both looking like they were about to devour you.

Namjoon smirked at you still on your knees in front of him, touching your bottom lip with his thumb. “Get on the bed.”

Smirking back at him, you got up, taking off your shirt, leaving you in nothing but your panties. You turned around to sit on the bed, both Yoongi and Namjoon coming closer to you. Namjoon motioned for you to lay on your back, grabbing onto the hem of your underwear.

He yanked them off with the assistance of you lifting your hips.

“Fuck, Hyung.” Namjoon swore to himself, making Yoongi hum in response. “She’s soaked.”

Namjoon bent your knees and opened your legs, the cold air making you whine. Yoongi was hovering over your body, eyes traveling directly to your cunt.

“Touch me, please.”

Yoongi smirked, you watched one of his hands move towards your core, and nearly cried out when you finally felt two of his fingers against your clit.

You propped yourself up on your shoulders so you could still try and see what was going on.

Yoongi’s fingers disappeared inside of you, then he pulled them out, giving attention to your over sensitive clit again.

“Fuck.” You whined, leaning your head back.

“Joon told me you wanted to take us both at the same time.” Yoongi spoke quite nonchalantly as his fingers were inside of you again.

“Uh huh.” You frantically tried to nod instead of speaking as his two fingers brushed against your g spot inside of you.

“You said you wanted me to fuck your ass?” Yoongi asked you, smirking right as you felt Namjoon kissing your inner thighs dangerously close to your core, making you whine.

“I need words for that kind of question, sweetheart. Speak.” As he finished the sentence, Yoongi simultaneously inserted a third finger inside of you.

“Yes!” You practically cried out. “Please.”

Yoongi smirked. “Good girl. You’ve done it before?”

You looked up at him, a blush forming on your cheeks.

“Fuck, okay. I knew you were a freak.”

Yoongi removed his fingers from you and leaned down to kiss you. Right as his lips were on yours, you felt Namjoon’s warm mouth engulf your clit.

You moaned into Yoongi’s mouth, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. Namjoon quickly began sucking and licking at your clit, while pumping two fingers in and out of you.

“Fuck!” You pulled away from Yoongi, breathing hard and feeling like you were about to cum.

Namjoon was holding one of your legs so you wouldn’t move very much. Your stomach tightened as Namjoon quickly figured out a rhythm to each of his movements.

Yoongi began kissing down your neck and chest, using one of his thumbs to tease one of your nipples before taking it into his mouth, sucking and lightly nibbling on your skin.

Namjoon lifted his head away from your now throbbing cunt. He traced his fingertips over your opening. “Want to cum for me?”

You leaned your head back for a moment, moaning. “Fuck, Joon. I’m so close, please. Please.”

“Make her cum, Joon.” Yoongi spoke, voice slightly muffled against your skin.

Namjoon smirked to himself and how you were falling apart, and begging. He pushed 3 fingers inside of you, curling upwards right on your sweet spot, making you gasp.

“Fuck, Namjoon!” You moaned rather loud. “Right there, right fucking there.”

Yoongi moved his hand towards your clit, rubbing back and forth with two fingers as Namjoon pumped 3 of his fingers in and out of you.

The pleasure was making your body shake, and hard to hold yourself up. You were a whining, moaning mess.

“Mhm.” Namjoon groaned. “Fall apart for us. Just like that.”

“Fuck.” Yoongi spoke. “Hear how wet you are?”

He was right, you could literally hear it.

If that was a question, you couldn’t answer it properly. Your body was nearly trembling, and your mind was foggy as your orgasm hit you. You gave up in holding yourself up, collapsing on the bed.

Namjoon kissed your inner thighs as you gathered yourself for a moment.

“Fuck.” You panted; eyes screwed shut.

You felt someone brush your hair away from your face.

“Please, fuck me.” You finally opened your eyes, looking at both men hovering over you.

“Greedy even though you’re getting two cocks?” Namjoon spoke, making Yoongi let out a chuckle.

You nodded, biting your lip. You took a deep breath in when you felt Namjoon’s cock head against your opening.

Your hands were behind either one of your knees, holding your legs apart for him. Namjoon forced you to let go, and his hands replaced yours, his grip stronger as he pushed your knees up more and your legs further apart.

“Fuck, I love your cunt.” Namjoon swore, looking down. “Pretty. And always so wet for me.”

“Spit on it.” Yoongi spoke suddenly.

You looked at him, then looked back at Namjoon.

Watching him spit directly on your cunt was probably one of the hottest things that you had ever witnessed.

“Fuck.” You whined, moving your hand to rub your clit.

Namjoon pushed his cock inside of you suddenly, letting out a moan at the feeling.

“Yes, yes, yes.” You whined, grabbing at the sheets on the bed as Namjoon was now plunged up to the hilt inside of you.

He seemed to be fucking you slow and deep, making you feel every inch of him. You were a whining, moaning mess. Namjoon eventually picked up his pace, looking down and watching the way his cock moved in and out of you.

“Joon.” You kept repeating his name as if that was the only thing you knew how to say.

Namjoon bit down on his lip. “Tell me how good I fuck you, I wanna hear it.”

“So. Fucking. Good.” You spoke, your words punctuated by his thrusts.

“Mhm.” Namjoon grunted. “Good girl.”

You bit down on your lip at his words, closing your eyes. Suddenly when you weren’t looking, you felt fingers against your clit, making you gasp. It was Yoongi, who was hovering over you, making you slightly try and sit up.

“So sensitive, think we can make you squirt like last time?” Yoongi asked you while Namjoon was still fucking you.

Namjoon suddenly hit particularly deep, making your mouth fall open, but you nodded anyways.

“Joon was right.” Yoongi smirked. “You are a good girl.”

Namjoon started fucking into you hard, while Yoongi’s fingers didn’t ease up on your clit.

“Fuck.” You swore, biting your lip. “Don’t stop.” Your words came out almost as a sob.

“Not going to.” Namjoon breathed out, gripping your legs so hard you thought he was bruising you.

Your legs were shaking, and your hands gripped the bed sheets hard. You looked at both men that were standing over you; both sweaty, and so determined to make you cum.

You drew in a shaky breath, feeling your orgasm close.

“Fuck, you’re clenching me.” Namjoon moaned, letting go of one of your legs to push his hair away from his sweaty forehead.

You whined something so incoherent; you didn’t even think it was words.

“Let it go.” Yoongi’s face was so close to yours that you could smell the whisky on his breathe, the intoxicating smell making you dizzy.

Yoongi abruptly started to rub your clit faster, making you cry out so loud that you forgot that he had neighbors that might hear all of this. Your orgasm crashed into you, making your stomach tighten as your arousal gushed out of you; some of it getting on Namjoon’s lower stomach, and Yoongi’s bed sheets.

“So fucking hot.” Yoongi swore, before kissing you.

Namjoon pulled out of you, making you whine from the slight overstimulation.

Yoongi leaned close to you, grabbing your jaw for you to look at him. “Ready to take my cock?” His voice was low, making you bite your lip before he kissed you.

“Yes, please.” You spoke, before he kissed you again. Yoongi moaned against your mouth, giving you chills.

“Turn around for me, show me how good you can take it.”

Yoongi smirked as you turned over onto your hands and knees and then he was behind you. You almost jumped when you felt one of his hands on your thigh, and then brushed against your clit. You let out a sob of a moan, making Yoongi chuckle lightly.

“Don’t fucking tease me.” You swore at him, almost angry.

“I won’t.” You heard Yoongi step away from you and open a drawer to grab something. You could only assume that it had to be lube.

He came back, and you felt him align the tip of his cock with your entrance, putting one of his hands along the small of your back.

Yoongi pushed himself inside of you, bottoming out inside your cunt in one thrust, making you let out a rather loud moan.

“Fuck. Your pussy is so good.” Yoongi spoke, forming a rhythm that had your mind already gone.

You arched your back even more than it already was, desperate to feel every inch of him.

“Fuck. Don’t stop.” You gripped the sheets into a fist with one of your hands.

He started to fuck into you harder, and you gave up any attempt to hold yourself up with your hands; your upper body collapsing onto the bed.

Yoongi’s thrusts faltered for a moment. “Hold on.” He muttered, stopping completely to grab that bottle of lube that was now somewhere on the bed.

“Yoongi…” You whined his name, rutting yourself into him in attempts to fuck yourself on his cock.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Yoongi put one hand onto you towards your waist.

You heard him open the lid, and without even seeing him, you knew what he was about to do.

With no warning, you suddenly felt it dripping onto your ass, startling you. It was somewhat cold, but you got accustomed to it quickly.

“Sorry if it’s kind of cold.” Yoongi apologized, squeezing more from the bottle.

He was catching any stray drips with his fingers, spreading it around. Everything felt very messy. You were going to probably need a shower after this.

“How much lube do you like?” Yoongi’s fingers dipped between your folds. “I’ll use as much as you want. I don’t care if it’s the whole bottle.”

“A lot.” Your breath hitched when you felt the pad of his thumb against the rim of your ass.

You harshly sucked in a breath, not going unnoticed by Yoongi.

“Relax for me.” He spoke, and you felt him add more lube.

You were relaxed. You’ve done this before; you were just unbelievably horny.

You breathed in and out, everything feeling like it was moving in slow motion. You almost forgot that his cock was still inside of you.

You let out a high-pitched moan when he finally pushed his thumb inside of you, along with the combination of him thrusting his cock once more.

“Oh my god.” Yoongi muttered through his teeth, now pushing his thumb all of the way in and trying to fuck into you harder.

“Fuck.” You whined, now feeling like you could cum at almost any moment.

Namjoon brushed your hair away from your face. “Doing so good.” His praise turned you on even more. “But you can’t cum until we’re both inside of you.”

Fuck. That was going to be hard.

You sucked in an unsteady breath as Yoongi pulled out of you, and you took that opportunity to gather yourself.

You turned your head to look at him, breathing heavy.

“Fuck.” You whined; hearing Yoongi put more lube onto his length.

You put your knees further apart, trying to get more comfortable, leaning down onto your forearms more.

You moaned when you felt the head of his cock against the rim of your ass. “Yoongi.”

Yoongi was gripping the base of his cock, ever so slightly teasing you. “I won’t go in all of the way, whatever’s comfortable for you.”

You hummed in response, breathing in and out.

You felt Yoongi finally push himself into you, the stretch of his thick length feeling divine; making you let out a rather loud moan.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” Yoongi moaned, leaning his head back.

“Yoongi, fuck me.” You whined, gripping his bed sheets into a fist with one of your hands.

Even though Namjoon said you couldn’t cum yet, it was going to be difficult.

Yoongi was fucking into you slow, making you feel every inch of his cock; even though he wasn’t even going in all of the way.

You reached one of your hands in between your legs, starting to rub your clit in slow circles. You closed your eyes, moaning; the combination of the stimulation and Yoongi fucking into you feeling insane.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Yoongi grunted. “Don’t forget, you can’t cum yet.”

You whined in protest, even though he was right. That’s what Namjoon said.

“I need both of you.” You managed to speak. “Fuck, I need —”

“Yeah?” Yoongi asked you, his breathing erratic.

You nodded and tried to look at him. “Please.” Your voice came out needier than ever, making Yoongi and Namjoon smirk.

Yoongi pulled out of you, making you let out a small sigh. You sat up on your knees on Yoongi’s bed, facing Namjoon. He brushed your hair away from your face and kissed you deeply; his hand reaching for your jaw. You moaned into his mouth, grabbing onto his wrist.

You pulled away, your faces still close to one another. Namjoon couldn’t stop looking at you as he licked his bottom lip.

“Joon, you can lie down.” You spoke softly to him. “I’m ready.”

He nodded and let out a sigh. “Okay.”

Namjoon laid down on the bed, and you climbed onto him soon after he got comfortable, hovering over his hard length.

Namjoon sat himself up with one of his arms, gripping the base of his cock to align himself with your entrance.

“Sit on my cock, baby.” He encouraged you.

You hummed at his words, putting both of your palms onto his chest and stomach to steady yourself as you sunk down onto him; letting out a rather loud moan as your cunt was still so sensitive.

Tilting your hips forward, you let out a small whine when you felt his cockhead brush against your g spot. Namjoon adjusted himself so that his feet were flat against the bed on either side, allowing him to thrust upwards inside of you.

“Yoongi.” You whined, practically calling out to him.

“I’m right here.” Yoongi spoke with a sort of sweetness in his voice, one of his hands moving along your back.

You heard him applying more lube to his cock, making you mentally thank him even though it was such a mess.

“If anything is uncomfortable, I’ll stop, okay?” You felt Yoongi align himself with the rim of your ass, making your brain short circuit; almost forgetting he asked you a question.

“Okay.” You breathed out. “God, Yoongi just put it in me. Please.” You almost laughed at your desperation.

“Breathe.” Yoongi spoke, pushing his length into you. You followed his words and took a breath in and out right as he did so.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You whined, the mix of pleasure and stretch of both cocks making you unable to form words. “Feel so fucking full.”

Namjoon was panting underneath you, obviously feeling everything that you were feeling as well.

“Fuck, that’s so good.” Yoongi groaned.

Both gave you a moment for your body to adjust to everything.

“Move, please.” You spoke to the both of them once you were comfortable. “Need you to fuck me.”

Namjoon held you tightly against himself with one of his arms as him and Yoongi formed a rhythm; both of their cocks never leaving you at the same time. You felt as if you never stopped moaning their names.

With so much stimulation you felt like your orgasm was approaching faster than usual, and you were trying so hard to fight it; until you were practically trembling.

“Fuck, Joon.” Your voice coming out as a needy whine. “I’m so close, gonna cum.”

Yoongi pushed himself slightly deeper than usual with one particular thrust, making your orgasm snap into place, your limbs trembling and feeling numb.

“Fuck, you want me to cum in you?” Yoongi asked you, referencing to cumming in your ass.

“Both of you.” You moaned. “Cum inside me; fill me up.”

“Fuck, you’re something else.” Yoongi grunted before one final thrust: releasing himself inside of you. The feeling made you gasp.

He was still breathing erratically, but he pulled out of you; some of his fluids dripping out of you and onto the bed sheets and such.

“Namjoon.” You let out a wanton moan, almost desperate for him to finish inside of you. “Gonna fill you up so good.” He grunted, grabbing hold of your hips and bouncing you onto his cock.

Suddenly, his pace faltered, and you felt his warm release inside of your cunt; making you sigh. You were desperate to catch your breath.

“Fuck, that was…” Yoongi was panting, trying to find the words.

“Amazing.” A smile was on your face as you too struggled to catch your breath. “I think I should take both of your cocks more often.”

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 1 year ago

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Strawberry Blonde // Chrissy Cunningham

request: none!

prompts: none!

summary: you and your girlfriend chrissy couldn't be more different. she's a cheerleader who loves all things pink and girly, and you're a d&d playing geek. but somehow, being complete opposites makes your relationship perfect.

warnings: language, suggestive themes, the tiniest bit of objectifying, homophobia (no slurs used), themes of bullying

word count: 2.5k

a/n: fem!reader, chrissy and reader are a lesbian couple, she/her pronouns used, only physical description of reader is taller than chrissy

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Her hair is a dark strawberry blonde

And when I'm with her, nothing is wrong

Takes my hand in hers when the lights aren’t on

Smaller than mine and oh god I am gone

You laid in bed next to your girlfriend, Chrissy, at one of your “sleepovers” the two of you always have. Your parents both think that you're just friends, best friends probably, considering how much time you both spend together. But the two of you know the truth, the secret of your relationship kept hidden from the judgemental nobodies that live in Hawkins, Indiana.

You felt extremely out of place in your girlfriend’s all pink and frilly bedroom, your style mainly consisting of dark colors and nerdy graphic tees. Truthfully, you and Chrissy couldn’t be more different. But somehow, that’s what made you so perfect for each other.

Chrissy’s hand slid over to you, her hand grasping yours. You felt your heart flutter at the feeling, her smaller hand behind engulfed by your own. You smiled to yourself, just savoring the feeling of being close to her. You wouldn’t trade this for anything.

I wanna be with her all day

I'm a bitch to everyone else anyway

It's hard to keep a tight leash on my head

All I wanna do is kiss her lips in my bed

You smiled up at Chrissy, watching cheer practice as you sat in the bleachers. She winked at you, causing butterflies to erupt inside your stomach. You felt entranced while watching your girlfriend, your eyes glued on her effortless movements and tricks. But the tight shirt and short skirt did help quite a bit too.

You were pulled out of your not very holy thoughts when she walked over to you, a bright smile on her face, like always.

“Hey, sweetheart. You did amazing today,” you said, smiling back at her.

“Thanks, baby!” she replied, squeaking in surprise as you hugged her.

“Y/n, you know we can’t be affectionate in public. I don’t want anyone to-,”

“Shh, don’t worry about that. Friends can hug. This can be a friendly thing.”

She rolled her eyes, but smiled at you nonetheless, not making a move to push you away. You looked around the gym, making sure no one was looking at the two of you, before you placed a quick kiss on her cheek. Chrissy’s cheeks instantly turned bright red.

“I- you- I mean- ugh,” Chrissy tried to speak, but you had successfully flustered her, taking away her abilities to form words.

You simply smiled, finally removing your arms from her as you heard footsteps approaching.

“What is she doing here?” Veronica, a bratty and rich cheerleader, said.

“Yeah, why’d you invite the freak?” Betty, Veronica’s little sidekick, added.

The two of them glared at you, looking at you as if you were worse than the shit on their shoes.

“Guys, she’s my friend. You know this,” Chrissy said, looking a bit upset, but not wanting to start something.

Veronica scoffed, “Okay, but just look at her. I mean she’s clearly a lesbian. She probably only comes here to look up our skirts.”

Betty laughed, and Chrissy’s face fell. You, on the other hand, were beginning to get pissed off. This wasn’t the first time Chrissy’s supposed “friends” had been a bitch to you, and you were having a hard time ignoring it. You were about to say something, when Chrissy cut in.

“So what if she is? Hmm? What, you have a problem gay people?”

Betty rolled her eyes, “Obviously. All queers are freaks. I wouldn’t be caught dead even talking to one.”

“And yet here you are,” Chrissy replied.

Your eyes widened, and a proud smirk grew on your face as you watched Veronica and Betty’s jaws drop. Chrissy simply smiled and then turned to you, pulling you into a kiss.

“Y/n is my girlfriend,” she said, smirking at the girls after she pulled away,

They scrunched their faces up in disgust, walking away from the two of you. You could’ve sworn you heard one of them mutter “freaks” under their breath.

“I thought you weren’t ready to come out yet?” you asked, turning to Chrissy, your smile never leaving your face.

“Fuck it,” she said, pulling you closer and kissing you again.

’Cause my girl's made of peaches and soft grass and the moonlight

Every touch reminds me, it's alright

Can't ignore the rest of forever

Can you stay and make me feel better?

“How are you so perfect?” you asked, looking down at Chrissy, who was currently resting her head against your chest.

Chrissy turned her head to look up at you. “What do you mean? I’m not perfect.”

“But you are. I mean you’re the nicest person I’ve ever seen, you’re so much smarter than you give yourself credit for, and you’re just amazing at every single thing you try. Not to mention you’re the hottest girl on this planet.”

Chrissy blushed, a small smile on her face. You smirked to yourself when you noticed she was embarrassed. You knew she didn’t have the best self image, so you took it upon yourself to constantly remind her how perfect she truly was. And every single time, you got to see her blush. It was a win-win.

“You’re just saying that,” she said, burying her face into your neck.

“I’m not. I really believe that you are the most perfect girl to ever walk this planet. And I’m the luckiest person ever to just get to be with you.”

“You’re wrong. It’s the other way around,” she said, lifting her head to look at you. “I’m the lucky one.”

“Really?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “But I’m a total geek! I mean half my wardrobe is Star Wars shirts, I play D&D, and I still regularly go to the arcade. You’re so out of my league, it’s unbelievable.”

She huffed, her smile never faltering. “Well, I just happen to like geeks. And you just happen to be my favorite one.”

This time it was your turn to blush, your face growing warm at her words. She simply smiled, leaning in to press a kiss on your cheek, leaving a pink lipstick mark on your face.

Make me want to believe it's okay

Whisper in my room when it's so late

I'm so tired of being exhausted

All I want is her to get lost in

“Baby, it’s time to wake up. We’re gonna be late to school,” Chrissy said, shaking you lightly.

You grumbled, wrapping your arms around her tighter and pulling her closer. You buried your face into her neck, not letting her out of your grip.

“Don’t wanna get up. Too tired. Besides, you’re too comfy, I can’t get up,” you mumbled, pressing soft kisses against her neck.

Chrissy giggled at the feeling, leaning down to kiss the top of your head.

“But we’re gonna be late. It’s already 7:30.”

You huffed, lifting your head to look at her. “I don’t care. Don’t wanna get up.”

“What, you think we should skip?”

Smiling, you nodded your head, kissing her cheek. “What an amazing idea. We can just stay here all day. Besides, we can have so much more fun here than we could at school.”

“Y/n!” Chrissy chastised, her face turning bright red.

“What? I just got a new Atari. That’s way more fun than health class. What did you think I meant?”

“Uhh, nothing,” she said, looking away and still blushing madly.

You smirked and sat up, pulling her into your lap and kissing her. “I guess we could do that too.”

I can't describe all the changes I felt

The past couple years really put me through hell

But she cools me down

You hugged Chrissy tightly as she sobbed into your chest. She had just quit the cheer team, and she was utterly miserable. You didn’t know what happened or why she had done it, and you couldn’t even ask since she was currently crying. She loved cheer, everytime she held her pom poms and performed one of her carefully perfected routines, the smile on her face was like no other. She was always happiest when she was cheering. So why would she just quit?

“What happened, sweetheart? You can talk to me,” you whispered, moving your hand in circles on her back to comfort her.

She slowly pulled her head up once her tears slowed, her eyes red and puffy, tears staining her face and her nose dripping. You frowned and grabbed a tissue from your nightstand, wiping her face clean. She leaned into your touch as your hand brushed the tissue over her face.

“Veronica and Betty told the rest of the squad. About us. They were threatening to report me to the coach to try and get me kicked off. They said they didn’t feel safe with a freak like me in the locker room. It was just getting worse and worse. I- I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to do something I would regret, so I just left.”

“Chrissy,” you said softly, your heart shattering at her confession. “I’m so sorry, darling. I- I can’t help but feel like it’s my fault. You weren’t ready to come out yet. I- I really hope you don’t feel like I forced you to.”

She shook her head, grabbing your hand. “It’s not. It was my decision. I told them about us. It was my choice, and now I have to deal with the consequences.”

“But if we weren’t together, you would still be-,”

“Don’t,” Chrissy cut you off. “Don’t finish that sentence. I want to be with you. I’ll always want to be with you. I knew it was going to be hard, and yeah maybe it was worse than I expected, but I wouldn’t change anything. No matter what happens, I’ll always choose you. Because… I love you.”

Your eyes widened and a smile overtook your face. “Do you mean that?”

“I do. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you said, leaning in towards her.

You felt your heart stop when your lips met hers.

Keeps my feet on the ground when I get too high

And she makes me feel like this could be something real

And I do know why

“I have something for you,” you said, reaching into your backpack.

You and Chrissy were sitting on her bed, working on homework together. You wanted to wait for a more special occasion for what you were about to do, but you were getting impatient. Your fingers wrapped around the velvet box in your bag, pulling it out.

Chrissy gasped when she saw it. “Is that what I think it is…?”

You smiled and shook your head. “Not exactly, we’re still a bit too young for that.”

You pulled the box open, revealing a small silver ring with a pink gem in the middle.

“It’s a promise ring. I want to be with you for the rest of my life, and I hope you want that too. It’s not much, the gem’s not even real, I couldn’t afford that, but I can get you a better one once-”

Chrissy cut you off by taking your face in her hands and kissing you. When she pulled away, you saw she was smiling brightly and her eyes were watering.

“It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

“So… is that a yes?”

She giggled, nodding her head. “Yes, obviously!”

You pulled the ring out and slipped it onto her finger. She sniffled and wiped her eyes, and you smiled at her.

“I’ll always love you. Until the end of time,” you said, leaning in so your forehead was pressed against hers.

’Cause my girl’s made of peaches and soft grass and the moonlight

Every touch reminds me, it's alright

Can’t ignore the rest of forever

Can you stay and make me feel better?

The years went by, and yet for the two of you it felt as if no time had passed at all. You still felt like you were in the honeymoon phase, each and every moment spent together making you feel as giddy as it did in the beginning. Once you both graduated, you went to Indiana State together, and you shared a dorm room.

Living together was one of the best things you had ever experienced. You didn’t have to be scared of what people would say or worry about parents walking in. You were on your own, and you were free to be yourselves. No more hiding, no more secrets. You and Chrissy were in love and you didn’t care who knew it.

College blew by, and soon you were graduating. Life was just about to begin. After you both received your diplomas and you went outside to meet up with your family and friends, you pulled Chrissy aside. She looked confused, but didn’t question it as you led her towards a secluded area.

“What’s going on? Why’re we all the way over here?”

Instead of answering, you pulled out a small box from your pocket and got down on one knee. Chrissy gasped, moving her hand to cover her mouth in surprise. You smiled up at her as you opened the box, revealing a sparkling diamond ring.

“Chrissy, every single day I’ve spent with you has been magical. Meeting you completely changed my life, and I’m forever grateful for all the moments we’ve shared. You showed me pieces of myself that I never knew were there. I’m a better person because of you. I love you so much. More than I’ve ever loved someone before. And I never want to let you go. I want to spend the rest of forever with you. Chrissy Cunnigham, will you make me the happiest girl in existence, and be my wife?”

“Yes! Yes, of course!” she said, smiling widely as she grabbed your hands and pulled you up off the ground.

You slid the ring on her finger and then she wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you into a kiss. You wrapped your arms around her waist, holding her closer. You didn’t want to pull away, even if you were growing out of breath. Cheers coming from behind you forced the two of you apart.

Steve, Eddie, Nancy, Robin, Jonathan, and Argyle stood there, smiling at the two of you. Chrissy flushed red and buried her face in your neck.

“So…?” Steve asked, seeming even more invested in this than you were.

“She said yes!” you said, wrapping your arm around Chrissy’s waist.

“That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you guys!” Steve said, smiling proudly.

“I better be the Maid of Honor!” Robin shouted.

“Only if I get to be the best man!” Steve replied.

You simply smiled, watching your friends bicker over who would get to be what at your wedding. You smiled down at your girlfriend fiancé, overwhelmed with all the love you felt for her. You were going to get to spend the rest of your life with Chrissy, starting a family and growing old together. You couldn’t think of a better future. Or a better person to spend it with. Everything was going to be perfect.

Make me want to believe it's okay

Seeing her at home when it's so late

I'm so tired of being exhausted

All I want is her to get lost in

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briwbb28 · 8 months ago

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déjà vu

part 1

Do you get déjà vu when she's with you?

Do you get déjà vu? (Ah), hmm

Do you get déjà vu, huh?

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paring: Nika Mühl x fem oc

themes:

-slight angst

-mentions of alcohol

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when Nika and Riley broke up, they never spoke to each other ever again. Riley now just see’s Nika’s life through the internet and now seeing what Nika does with her new gf who looks exactly like Riley and does the same things with her like she did with Riley, she now wonders if she ever gets flashbacks of their relationship from before.

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riley’s pov:

february 14th, 2024

(12:34pm)

‘she already moved on?!’ I thought. why and how could she move on so fast. the girl looks EXACTLY like me. the same color eyes, the same dark brown hair that flows over her shoulder, the same nose piercing, and i wouldn’t be shocked if we were both the same height.

I hated how Nika had this reaction out of me. we broke up two months ago. why would I be sad? she broke up with me. there’s nothing i can do or say.

I ended up stalking the girl and turns out Nika brought her to the same places she brought me. was I just a game to her? does she do this every time she gets a girl friend? it’s so frustrating and exhausting.

I do know my friend wanted to go to their game that was tonight and let’s just hope that I don’t have to face her. I have talked to her or seen her face in weeks besides what I see on the internet.

riley’s pov:

february 14th,2024

(6:05pm)

“what if we bump into each other?” I whine to my friend who is doing her make up and i am laying on my bed dramatically still debating if i wanted to go or not. I haven’t gotten dressed or anything. all Kenzie can do is roll her eyes at me because she knows i’m just being dramatic.

“your being dramatic Riley. she moved on which means you have to move on.” Kenzie said finishing up her makeup as she turns to me. Kenzie hasn’t been in a relationship for 3 years so i try my best to take her advice, but it’s not that easy.

“if you guys do bump into each other which will probably not happen. what are you gonna do? what are you gonna say? nothing because you need to show her that she can’t have that effect on you. she moved on. she found a copy paste version of you. you just need to find someone tonight and prove to her that you don’t want her.” Kenzie says as she goes on her phone to play music as i soak up what she said and maybe she is right, i can’t let her get the best of me.

“and now what we are gonna do is make you look hot as fuck so what she lays eyes on you, she will realize how hard she fumbled.” Kenzie said which made me laugh.

I wore some low rise jeans with a blue long sleeve top. i did some light make up and curled my hair a little bit just so it doesn’t lion to messy. as i was trying to find a jacked, i came across Nika’s jersey i would wear to her games. i immediately closed my closet and went over to my converse and put them on avoiding the pit in my stomach from what I just saw.

“are you ready?” Kenzie yelled which made me shoot my head up. “yeah i’m just getting my shoes on.” I yelled back as i put my shoes on, some light jewelry and some perfume. Then we were off to the game.

riley’s pov:

february 14th, 2024

(7:46pm)

we are now at the game. me and kenzie are sitting in our seats as people around us cheer for the women’s basketball team. i would lie to you guys and tell you that i wasn’t looking at nika the whole time, but i would be lying. as nika was running on the other side of the court she looked up and saw me in the crowd, nika blushed and looked down trying to keep her focus on the game.

“go Nika!” a loud voice came from above us and i turn around and look up the bleachers to see her little girlfriend. she was wearing her jersey. i guess nika was so quick to get herself another jersey to replace the one that was in my closet.

“damn she’s annoying.” kenzie said reading my mind which makes us both giggle as we keep watching the game. after the game kenzie wanted to go and tell the team how good they did since she is friends with them. as i’m just standing there waiting for her.

“hey kenzie i’ll meet you in the car, ok?” i told her to high made her nod with a smile which made me smile back as i turn towards the exit.

as i’m walking i bump into someone i didn’t want to.

Nika

“hey.” nika says which makes me roll my eyes and move past her to keep walking.

“hey! i’m trying to talk to you.” nika yells as she walks behind me trying to catch up. “well i don’t really wanna talk to you.” i say in a rude tone. as i get close to the exit she steps in front of me.

“what is your deal?” nika asked clearly upset. i look at her like she is crazy. is she really acting like she wasn’t the one who broke up with me?

“are you seriously acting like everything between us didn’t happen? everything that you said to me would just slip my mind?” i yelled at her frustrated with her. she looks at me shocked by my words.

“I was drunk.” Nika says which is no excuse. “that is no excuse! drunk or not you shouldn’t have said that to me. ever!” i yelled at her as tears well up in my eyes as i did.

i just get reminded of the night when she came back home from the bar with her friends drunk. i remember asking her repeatedly where she was, who she was with, why she wasn’t answering me, and all she did was ask me who the girl i was with earlier that day. i tried to tell her that it was one of my friends that was in town, but she didn’t listen. she was calling me names and saying how she can find better because she thought i was cheating on her when i in fact wasn’t.

“i miss you Ry.” Nika says which makes me giggle. “clearly.” i muttered quietly which made her look at me in anger.

“what did you say?” nika asked getting closer to me looking down at me which made my mouth go dry as i looked up at her. i haven’t been this close to her in months and it take’s everything in me to not pull her into a kiss right here, right now.

“i said clearly. do you want me to fucking spell it out for you?” i said again standing my ground as i look up at her. “and what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” nika asked clearly still angry.

“it means that it’s pretty clear that you miss me. you had to find a girl who looks exactly like me to ignore the fact that we are done. am i wrong?” i asked as our lips were not that far apart. she looked down at me not saying a word knowing i’m right.

“i also bet that you get déjà vu when you bring her to the places you used to bring me.” i say with a smirk as i look up at her as my fingers trace down her chest which makes her nervous and i can tell which makes me smirk even more.

“that’s what i thought. i know you still want me Nika. so prove to me that you still want me and that you are sorry because telling me isn’t gonna cut it.” i say. than i go around her to walk towards the exit leaving a girl who’s face is all red knowing her teammates are gonna ask questions, but she knew that she needed to do something about her girlfriend and she needed to do it quickly.

#nika muhl #my wife #nika muhl x fem oc #uconn wbb #wbb #lesbian #love her

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lukkabloom · 10 months ago

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Fun facts abt residents according to Ikevamp Radio (ヴァンなま) Part 5

The last post of this series, featuring episodes 13-15!! Let's get on with it!!

Episode 13: feat. Dazai’s VA Yashiro Taku

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Makki messed up his lines a bit so he said “Subas” instead of “Sebas” (so cute)

Dazai’s happy that Vincent enjoys baths

Dazai baths a bit earlier than them, that’s why they don’t usually meet

Dazai’s writing a novel about a “married woman and a blossoming love and desire—” Sebas: “Nonononono! Stop!” bc it got too out of control

Sebas: “Master Vincent’s here, so let’s keep it at the same level as an educational children’s TV show” Vincent: “were we so strict about it here?”

Dazai agrees to answer some questions for Sebas & Vincent as they were curious about him

Vincent first asks him what the object he hung in the entrance where it makes ringing noises when the wind blows it. Sebas: “Rather than Dazai-san’s personality, you’re more interested in that, huh?” Vincent: “well, it was really pretty, so I got curious” Dazai teaches that it’s a windchime, tells him that it allows people to enjoy the summer with both their eyes and ears

Vincent got curious abt ways Japanese ppl spend their summers

Dazai says he used to watch fireworks, look out at the sea, eat shaved ice. Dazai asks Sebas if he’s done something similar, Sebas replies “Yes, I’ve also gone out to watch firework tournaments (花火大会). When I was in Japan, I’d wear a yukata and go out to watch them” Sebas also enjoyed caramel-apples and goldfish-scooping (金魚すくい)"

Dazai: “It may seem normal, but Sebas has had a childhood as well, huh?” Vincent: “Really. Sebas didn’t become Sebas as soon as he was born…” Sebas: “...what do the two of you think I am?”

Dazai explained that the best part of the fireworks tournament is the atmosphere. The sound of fireworks and the geta (shoes you wear w/yukatas), the enthusiasm of the happy individuals, and most importantly, women wearing yukatas. Vincent: “Yukata… It’s what you typically wear, a type of clothing in Japan, right?”

Dazai: “Women in yukatas are especially good. The skin you can see from their hair raised up, and their skin lightly coated in sweat—” Sebas: “Nonononono—”

Dazai: “... are you excited?” Sebas: “...yes” Dazai: “Oh, you are excited.” Sebas: “A little bit” Dazai: “So even Sebas can get excited” Sebas: “the topic of the conversation ended up a bit off, so I had to put a stop to it”

Dazai: “Even for Sebas, don’t you have a favorite yukata for women?” Sebas: “Let’s see… for women’s yukata, I like a dark blue color. Also, I prefer when the hair is tied loosely near the ends. I also really enjoy it when they fix a loose strand of hair…” Vincent: “Umm.. Sebas?” Sebas: gasps “I apologize. However, Master Vincent must also have a color that you’d like a woman to wear?”

Vincent: “Hmm… I think any color would fit, but probably bright colors would fit the most.”

Dazai likes graceful (?) colors like a deep purple to contrast the color of their skin, make them look prettier

Taku is really good at drawing?? In the “Van Gogh’s drawing section” the VAs had to draw in the theme of “Ikemen Vampire light novel! By Dazai Osamu” and Taku drew (the real) Dazai & it was really well-drawn?? (Dazai draws Dazai haha)

“Can you tell me… your name?” segment comin up!! First up is Vincent! His options were “It’s really hot… let’s just take everything off” “Since it’s hot… do you want to take a shower together?” “I can make you forget about the heat” “Hm? The thing in my mouth? It’s ice. You want it?” The chosen line was the last one. After saying his line for the last time, he continued “Here. Ahhh~” (listening to it when it’s winter was kinda counter-intuitive but… it was nice ig)

Dazai’s options were “If you’re hot, why don’t you take off your clothes?” “We can reenact that passionate night that will make us forget about the heat” “You don’t like the heat? Then, you can spend the time with me until the season becomes cooler” and 4, which is a combination of all three (Which was the one selected)

His voice is so good??? “(y/n), it was a really hot night. Until it cools off—no. Can you stay here with me forever?” He actually said his lines properly unlike Morishi and Makki so it was even more amazing

And Sebas’s options HERE WE GO “You need guts… to go in saunas” “Do you want to start a chilled Sebas?” “I can make you feel cooler. *insert terrible pun* (吸血鬼のお尻が９個で９ケツなんちゃって)” (I can’t translate the pun itself bc it wouldn’t make sense, but just know that it’s a pun involving vampires and 9 butts lol) and option 4, “Even when you’re struggling in the heat… you look beautiful” The chosen one was the second option “Do you want to start a chilled Sebas?

There were two funny options (options 2 & 3) I didn’t know which was gonna be chosen

Anyways there was “Yoshihiko, do you want to start a chilled Sebas?” Makki: “Yes, please” the last one he said was “(y/n), do you want to start?” and the others were like “start what??”

Episode 14: Vincent & Sebas w/an audience once again

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This happened at the time of Ikevamp 1st anniversary, this episode celebrates this event

They also talk about the 1st Ikevamp election & the rewards players get when each resident completes a certain goal (place within a certain ranking, gets more votes than a certain character, etc.) Makki and Morishi create their own goals for the election too.

For Morishi, if Sebas places within 10th overall, Makki and Morishi will do the radio while drinking. For Makki, if Vincent gets first, he plans to telephone an audience member live during the radio

Very unrelated but you can tell Morishi really knows his game knowledge since he knows what blanc was, as well as the ikevamp 1st anniversary song when it played in the background

The theme of this episode’s “I love yu” segment is “Thank you, and please take care of me from now on too”

Sebas was already in the baths when Vincent entered, he said he’s been waiting for Vincent for the past three hours Sebas: “I was conversing with the audience, and before I knew it, three hours had passed”

Vincent: “Audience? We’re in front of an audience? When we’re naked?” Sebas: cough “W-well… please don’t worry about that”

Vincent & Sebas reminisce about the time they had spent in the baths together (April Fool’s w/Leo, Sasuke entering the bath w/them, turning into idols)

Vincent asks who Sebas has been talking to, Sebas replies, “Don’t worry about that, my angel”

Vincent says that he’s been enjoying his time w/Sebas in the baths, but he’s worried that he’s relying on him too much. His solution? To change bathing times with Sebas

Sebas is shocked. “My oasis… is about to disappear… Lost on Eden… Master Vincent, I won’t record your voice or take pictures of your angel smile or shiver and shiver because I want to see you! So please! Please! Rethink your decisions…”

Vincent says it was all a joke. Wanted to scare Sebas for a bit, and apologizes for scaring him

Sebas is relieved & forgives Vincent. Vincent admits that he likes spending time w Sebas, to which Sebas agrees.

Sebas keeps referencing the audience, Vincent: “Hey, Sebas? You’re seeing things that I can’t see, right?”

The next segment is the “Ikevamp radio 1st anniversary awards” The first award is the “best guest awards” with the nominations being Tsuda Kenjiro (Leo’s VA), Sato Hisanori (Theo’s VA), Yashiro Taku (Dazai’s VA), Horie Kazuma (Comte’s VA), and Morishima Syuta (Sebas’s VA). Ofc Morishi won that category

2nd award is the “Best Drawing awards” the winning drawing is “Movie ‘Love promised under the cherry blossoms~my love is always full bloom~’ PR poster by Makki”

3rd category is the “Best Word Award” with the winning word being dyungyun (obv). In happiness with his word winning the category, Morishi performs voice percussion

No “Can you tell me… your name?” segment today :((

Episode 15: The last episode I can get my hands on…

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Morishi wants to go on a vacation trip w Makki. Makki asks him where he wants to go, to which Morishi replies, Paris, the Louvre Museum.

Makki: “What will we be doing there?” Morishi: “Going to the Louvre, looking at some paintings, then opening the door. And then be like ‘What? When I opened the door, there are 12 historical geniuses…?' And we’ll stay there, just the two of us” Makki: “No, I don’t want to!”

Morishi: “I think it’ll be a while until the two of us actually go on a trip together. It would be more realistic if Sebas and Vincent did instead. So! Scenario-writer! Please write about a situation where Sebas and Vincent go on a trip together! And Yamada Shiro-sensei! Please draw an illustration like that as well!”

They announced the winners of the Ikevamp election that happened that year & the merch/events released to celebrate certain characters’ poll victories

“I love yu” skit! Starts off w Sebas saying “Sigh, it already ended. The Ikevamp election. Oops, I shouldn’t be thinking like that. Ta-da! (in a Doraemon-like voice) Historical genius observation journal! I need to note the other’s excellence here. Just like usual, Master Napoleon was very courageous, and Master Leonardo was as sexy as usual. Sorry, my angel, Master Vincent was an angel as always—”

Vincent: opens the door “Who. Is. An. Angel?” Sebas: “Master Vincent?” Vincent: “Really, I’ve been drawing all day, and I’m so exhausted” (he says this is a rough tone) “Sebas, I’m going in, so I need you to move to make space for me” Sebas: “oh, o-okay”

Vincent: “The temperature’s a bit lukewarm, so it’s not that satisfying. Well, I’ll let you off the hook for this one” Sebas: “Master Vincent? What happened to you? It seems you have a different tone than usu—” Vincent: “It’s just a part of your imagination, Sebas!” Sebas: “Yes! Of course!”

Sebas asks what’s happened to Vincent, asking if he got into a bloody argument w Theo. Vincent replies “We don’t get into arguments! That’s uncool!”

Sebas asks if Vincent’s hit his head somewhere. “If that’s true then, I need to take him to a doctor—” Vincent: “I need you to leave me alone!” Sebas: gasps “Master Vincent?”

Vincent: “From now on, I’m going to change.” Sebas: “Change?” Vincent: “Yeah. I’ll keep on going on a bike that I stole from who-knows-where and break the windows of the school at night and I won’t be manipulated by the adults! (It’s basically what delinquents [ヤンキー] in Japan used to do)”

Sebas: “Why do you say things like Ozaki Yutaka and Keyakizaka46? That isn’t like you, the great angel Vincent—” Vincent: “If you keep on calling me ‘great angel,’ it’ll only make me upset!”

Sebas: “Master Vincent’s—Master Vincent’s ‘idiot’ (ドアホ). I don’t know what happened to you, but please open your eyes. Take this! Perverted butler, Sebastian’s forehead flick of love!” Vincent: “Gah! O-ow… Huh? I—”

Vincent: “Sorry about that Sebas… It seems I lost myself.”

Sebas asks what had happened, Vincent promises Sebas that he wouldn’t laugh at him. Vincent: “I-I wanted to be a different self. Do you remember the one event where we asked who she (MC) likes? Hearing the results of it, I wanted to be more liked by her… so...”

Sebas: “Master Vincent, please listen carefully. What if I had wondered the same thing you had, and become like Master Arthur, saying ‘Hey, can I kiss you?’ (in Arthur's tone) What would you think about me?” Vincent: “I would think it’s very repulsive.”

Sebas: “Of course. Or like Master Shakespeare ‘I would like you to dance on my stage in the theatre’ (in Shakespeare's tone) What would you think about that?” Vincent: “I would think it’s very scary”

Sebas then tells Vincent that he understands his desire to change, but does she (MC) actually wish for that? I think she likes Vincent as is.

Discovered that there’s a Ikevamp LINE stamp and honestly it looks pretty good link here (idk if I would ever use it considering I only ever text my family members... lol imagine sending a sticker of Isaac to your parents haha)

Because Sebas got more votes than 1 suitor, Morishi will do ikevamp radio while drinking (sad that I couldn’t find the episode) they were planning to drink the blanc that will be released soon

No "Can you tell me... your name" segment im sad

And... that's the last episode!!! I'm really happy that many people enjoyed reading this as much as I did when I watched & wrote this. I'll be looking for more of these radios & in the future I'll see if I can write things similar to this as well. Anyways I hope everyone has an amazing rest of your day/night :))

#im sad its ending #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp radio #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp sebastian #ikevamp dazai #rough translation #lukka talks

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gold-rhine · 9 months ago

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what visions would you assign to the FMA cast?

oh, and are you into crossovers (like in general)?

i like categorizing things into things, so im into crossovers in this sense, of like, how would this character function\need to be redesigned if put into this different setting. but i dont actually care about like. mash aus of idk, jack frost\elsa frozen ship or smth

Ed seems like an easy pyro pick, but smth doesnt click for me. like yeah hes very driven, child genius etc etc, but hes not xiangling or ash from pokemon, you know what i mean? his goal is not to become the best in alchemy. hes driven to uncover the truth, and alchemy is best tool to do so. pyro also have theme of guiding lights, and he's really not that lol. like his legend could be inspiring to ppl, but when they meet him, everyone is like what is this lil goblin lol. like mei actually cried when she met him in person bc of how dissapointed she was. and his end gamne is giving up alchemy alltogether and pursuing knowledge thru experiencing more of the world. so im gonna say dendro. also, he doesnt actually look down on ther ppl, but comes off as know it all asshle anyway, which is huge alhaitham vibes

Al is kazuha of fma. what else is there to say

winry is im gonna say geo. shes not the heart i think, bc thats al, but shes roots of the siblings, keeping them tethered to the past des[pite ed dramatically burning house. and she is the center of community, like in the epilogue we see how rockbell shop grows, gathers more and more ppl with winry as the leader girlboss. therews an argument to be made about her being pyro tho. but i do think shes more community oriented than just automail innovation

mustang is cryo, easy. hates himself for war crimes, pretends to be shallow womanizer to appear non-threatening, actually ruthless manipulator, only him and his squad against the world

riza is anemo. like... tatooo burned. letting go of past connections, reinventing yourself after your world is up-ended

ling is hydro. like if raiden had a race to get other archon's gnosis just after his parents died or smth thats what ayato would be.

lan fan is either geo or electro. hmm. geo probably, looking at her grandpa and ties to heritage

scar is abyss herald, but not associated with abyss order, hes basically jacob from Narzissenkreuz Ordo, and his brother is rene. like hes read his brother research into abyss, ate some dead god flesh and hes out there for revenge

olivier armstrong and her brother are both geo. heritage repping, community, deep mountain roots growing high etc

izumi is electro. she just has this huge fuck u im living by my own rules and i reject your expectations and judgement energy like beidou and kuki

#rhine talks

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rogerbarel · 26 days ago

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fandom asks! 1, 3, 12 <3

1. What is the first fandom you were ever a part of?

I had done stuff like make OCs for Naruto before this, but I consider Kingdom Hearts my first fandom because I was so obsessed with it that I drove my middle school best friend riiiiiight up the wall. 😅 It was also the first thing I sought out communities for online when I was a preteen. I didn't talk much to people (and still get nervous trying to), but I liked to lurk on fanshrines, fanfiction sites, and forums. I wrote a couple fics myself that have long been purged from the Internet, kept what were basically Incorrect KH Quotes in my diary, and spent way too much time at school explaining why the hell I had a shirt that had both Donald Duck and an anime boy on it. The thing I wanted most in my life in middle school yet never got was an Axel plushie lol, and I still consider getting one occasionally to sate my inner child. I had a couple OCs--one meant to be shipped with Axel, another kind of with Larxene, and another just for the sake of having a Keyblade wielder of my own--but didn't do much with them. It'd be fun to remake them and find places in the universe for them now. They probably wouldn't be shipped w/ any canon characters since I don't have the urge to OC ship w/ KH nowadays, but who knows!

I've been a lifelong fan and tried to keep up with the games even when I wasn't able to play all of them. Knowing new KH games would come out in the future is something that's helped me through the hardest parts of my life. I will always be here for the ride!

3. All-time favorite pairing?

Okay, so. Hear me out. It's Kingdom Hearts again, but a ship that would be horrible for each other. They've only interacted a handful of times and canonically cannot stand each other. I'm picky about the ship because it doesn't work if you sand down the edges and make them nice to each other.

I have shipped Larxene and Demyx since I was twelve specifically because it would be awful for Demyx. I don't dislike him at all, quite the opposite. I just like to see cute men miserable, horny, and miserably horny at the hands of sadistic women. I also always liked the inherent sting and struggle in a pairing of lightning and water, how they would hurt each other even if they tried to earnestly communicate. She's too bitter; he's too flippant. Great angst fuel!

On a lighter note, I'm also a really big fan of Tokoyami/Aoyama from My Hero Academia. They're both dramatic weirdos and complement each other with their themes of light and darkness, and I got dragged into it by a friend who had the headcanon that Dark Shadow likes shiny things--and what's the shiniest thing in all of UA?

Lastly, if anybody brings up Anastasia and the baker (he doesn't even have a name 💀) from Cinderella II within a twenty mile radius of me I will start hooting and hollering. I've been rooting for them since the day I got the Cinderella II book as part of the Disney's Wonderful World of Reading program in first grade. Anastasia Tremaine deserves the world and also a cute man who will feed her the tastiest treats for the rest of her life.

12. Craziest thing you've ever done as part of a fandom?

Hmm, I feel like I'm a pretty tame person... Maybe giving one of my online friends my Obey Me login because I really needed inpatient psychiatric care for a couple days but that meant I wouldn't be able to grind for Leviathan's birthday card, which was at that point probably the only thing I was looking forward to in my life. Like I literally hesitated to take my ass to the hospital because I didn't wanna miss out on him. 😭 (This was a couple years ago. My mental health is a lot better nowadays!) (And yes I got the card lol, big shout-out to my friend you are the GOAT.)

Maybe the crying log also counts? I have a count (although it's inexact since I didn't start it until late June) of every time I cry over Roger because I think the combo of his dacryphilia and my tendency to tear up at the tiniest things is funny. One time I started crying because his wet arms are just so beautiful... Some of my friends receive occasional photographic proof when this happens. 😅

#gosh this is so long sorry #long post #asks #kingdom hearts #tagging that bc i talk about it most here #me

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hyenahunt · 11 months ago

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Saga: Rivals - 30

Writer: Akira

Season: Winter

Characters: Seiya, Tori, Hokuto, Chiaki, Hiyori, Jun

Proofreading: 310mc (JP) & hyenahunt (ENG)

Translation: kotofucius

Jun: My parents’ blood runs through my very veins. There's no way I can ever disregard that so easily.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Reverse Live Stage

Seiya: 3, 2, 1… All right. The video ended right on time.

Well then, everyone. Are you ready?

It’s time for the fateful third song that shall decide our match.

Surely you won’t tell me that you're spent, of course? You’re still so young compared to me, so please hold out for a little longer.

Tori: …Say, Hidaka-senpai, I’ve been wondering. How old is Seiya-san? He looks super young.

Hokuto: Not a clue. Like Mother, his age is a mystery.

I can probably find out if I just try to calculate it, but up till now I've always hated looking like I hold any interest in them.

I’ve had to ask him out of necessity a few times in the past, but…

He's always dodged the question with something by saying something like “Super Idols don’t age.”

Tori: Ahaha, what's with that? He’s not some kinda spirit or anything.

Seiya: Fufu. That's not quite true, this time around. Have you forgotten? We bear the name of Lilith, the queen of demons.

Chiaki: Hmm. About that — My friend was really curious about it. He wondered why you didn’t choose a more favorable name.

Hiyori: Right, right? I shared the same sentiments, so I tried pushing over and over for a more holier, noble name — “Gabriel”, for example!

But of course, Hidaka-sensei wouldn’t listen at all~

Seiya: Hmm, I'm not too sure about the sound of Gabriel, either… I don’t understand the tastes of young people.

Well, there’s essentially not all that much meaning in the name. But since Lilith is a unit intended for Jun-kun…

I chose a name that would portray him in a good light, while simultaneously tying the theme back to Eve.

Jun: …Intended for me? What d'you mean by that? I feel like you’ve said that a couple times before, too~

Plus you've even made me Lilith's center, too, even though I'm usually just the lowly underling.

'Course, I’m completely aware that you've set things up for my sake.

The video made me even more certain 'bout it. I feel bad making you go through all this trouble just for me, honestly~

Hokuto: Hmm, what exactly was the video about?

Father was distracting me so I couldn’t really watch, but… it wasn’t anything scandalous, was it?

Jun: Well, not really… It’s personally embarrassing for me, but it's no scandal, at least~

It's kinda like those videos people play at weddings, you feel?

Hokuto: Weddings? What do you mean?

Jun: As I'm tryna say… Turns out it was a message from my damn old man, where he went on and on 'bout his memories of me and even went and congratulated me to my face.

Ugh~ I wanted to disappear on the spot.

Hokuto: Your father, Sazanami? So that would mean — Sagami-sensei’s old rival…?

Jun: Yep, the very same one. It's been bugging me this whole time, y'know, wondering why he didn’t appear as a Mentor for Project-Saga…

But now that I've watched that video, it seems like he'd gotten an offer but flat-out rejected it.

Hiyori: Fufu. Until a little while ago, Jun-kun, we had to keep Project-Saga under wraps from you, so it seems your father had to be hushed up as well.

Well, not that you ever went back home, so perhaps that might’ve been unnecessary.

Jun: Nah, I do at least call home from time to time, y’know? So eh, shutting him up was a good call~

After all, there was a good chance that he’s still plagued by his past.

Hiyori: That's true. All the same, by the looks of the video, it seems he may have finally found some peace of mind.

I'm sure he must be so relieved to see how splendidly you've matured. He seemed a far kinder father than what I’ve heard from you ♪

Jun: It's precisely the kind and sincere sort that’s the most hideous once they snap.

…Well, he was cuddling up with the old lady and all smiles in the video, so I guess I’ve got nothing to worry about for now on that note~

Jun: …Honestly, I haven’t had a real convo with them in a while. Maybe after all this is over, it'd be a good idea to drop by and show my face.

Hokuto: Hmm, I don’t quite understand. Just why was that video played?

It seems that Sazanami’s complications with his father have been resolved and well, that's great, but…?

Jun: They won’t ever get resolved, y'know? They'll probably continue on for life. And surely you’re the same way, Hokuto-san~

Jun: My parents’ blood runs through my very veins. There's no way I can ever disregard that so easily.

Jun: 'Course, that’s what makes it a problem~ So at the very least, I wanna earn some pride for the blood that flows through me.

Hokuto: Fufu. You look liberated, Sazanami.

Jun: Nah, if anything this is my confused face. I feel like a dumbass for how much I've agonised over all this… I mean, I've lived my whole damn life resenting my old man.

But in that video… He apologized over and over to me.

Seems like by the time I'd told you my tale in the sleeping room, he was already well aware and regretful of his mistakes.

Hokuto: I see… You said your parents exploded on you, just that once, and everything fell apart.

Jun: Yep. The old lady was crying all the time then, but turns out she'd also been furious.

Since then, those two’ve talked things over many times, apparently… They’ve reflected on their ways, and now they're working on turning over a new leaf.

I've kept my distance this whole time since I never wanted to go through something like that again, so I hadn't noticed it…

But y’know, what good is apologizing to me now gonna do, right~?

It's not like we can go back to how we were. But well, I guess it did get a load off my chest, at least.

Jun: I've been worried 'bout them for the longest time, too… So if they can move on and live life to the fullest from now on, then that's all I could ask for.

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