#true romance imagines

[d3molition-lov3rs]

its officially the month of no seriously imagine it

[wu-wakfu-undertale]

he'd have the strangest convos with the trans eliatropes guys (yes based off of that one mp100 post)

bonus of the eliatrope on the left, her name is amura! :]

[gayofthefae]

I made some joke a while back about like marriage and how if Carmy had Sydney sign a partnership agreement that'd basically be marriage because he's legally binding them. And that was a joke about like if that happened offscreen.

But now the trailer came out and he's having her sign a partnership agreement...as like a major plot point 💀

[aichemical]

I’ll never stop thinking about this

[wikitpowers]

He wanted to kill anyone who would try to hurt Ty. It was a very peculiar feeling.

[d4rkthots]

夜の女王

(The queen of the night) Part one. -preview-

This story includes (mention of drugs, violence, murder, an other illegal acts -do not try at home.)

M (assassin/mafia associate) x F (Mafia Leader) seonghwa wanted you from the moment you met…

You stand staring out of your mansion window, getting where you were now wasn’t easily obtained. You wanted to become one of the most feared mafia leaders in Korea, men looked down on women, they didn’t see them as equals, you had to prove them wrong…you believed you were able to do whatever they could.

Seong-hwa was originally part of a rival gang that bullied you out of sales and becoming the biggest female dealer in Seoul. After his leader (Ryui Misano) was imprisoned for committing over a hundred murders Seong-hwa decided to help you. Seong-hwa was with Ryui when he got arrested but managed to flee and skip town.

Something about you made him want to reach out a feeling of longing, he was drawn to you before all this extra shit went down. After Ryui was arrested his other subordinate Yuto Yun received all of his properties and products, you needed to get rid of him before he targeted you. If you could get your hands on Ryui’s product you could be the biggest seller in Korea with extended connections. But you couldn’t find him.

Seong-hwa sits in a chair on his balcony, his messy black outgrown hair cascading over his forehead nearly fully covering his sharp brown eyes he stares at the scenery in front him pulling a cigarette out of its pack before dialing your number in his phone, he lights it and takes a long drag before pressing the call button and waiting.

You stare at the unknown number and answer the call after letting it ring twice. “Hello….?” You say a hint of caution in your voice.

“Hi there pretty~” Seong-hwa purrs into the receiver as he exhales a cloud of smoke.

Your eyes widen slightly and you quickly recognize the voice “…Seong-hwa…..? I thought Ryui got arrested, weren’t you with him….? How are you calling me right now?” You ask in confusion.

Seong-hwa lets out a faint laugh at your reply. “Oh dear~ you think I’m dumb?” He takes another long drag of his cigarette before speaking again. “I’ve been planning this escape for months, it finally paid off.”

You smirk slightly, flicking Your lighter a few times “so let me guess… you left town already? why did you call me…hmm?”

Seong-hwa can tell just by your tone over the phone you’re up to no good he lets out a soft sigh. “I want to make a deal.” Seong-hwa speaks plainly into the receiver and takes another long puff of his cigarette, he lets out another cloud of smoke that’s quickly blown away by the wind.

Your eyebrows raised slightly “and what might it be?”

Seong-hwa lets out a soft chuckle as he looks off into the night sky. “Ive been thinking about you…. Can’t stop. I feel like we were connected in the past life…I want to become partners with you…..Yuto’s staying at the Hyatt Regency…..Seoul bay hotel” The words came out of Seong-hwa’s mouth in a sensual way but he spoke with a serious tone of voice as well.

You scoff gently “How do I know I can trust you…..that you won't screw me like your boss did?”

“…….You don’t..” He replies back in a snarky tone of voice as he leans against the wall, he closes his eyes before taking one more deep inhale of his cigarette before exhaling and putting it out. “You’ll just have to find out for yourself~ if I’m trustworthy or not” He replies back playfully.

You wait a second before replying “…if you screw me I’ll make you regret it…” You say in a slightly threatening way “I hope you enjoy your vacation, don't miss me too much…and dont get caught…” you smirk

“Oh don’t worry dear I’m a professional~..” Seong-hwa speaks, being half sarcastic with a hint of playfulness before hanging up. The phone call abruptly ends and you hear a soft beep in your ear followed by a dial tone.

Despite Seong-hwa being a serial killer and complete psycho he acted like a genuine human he had limits when it came to assassinating (no women and no kids.)

If he wasn’t a killer he’d be a great husband.

Part two —-> (smut warning)

[lovers-serenade]

where were you? what were you doing now? i wondered. i fiddled with my phone, hoping that your name pops up in the notifications. i opened our chat and wondered if you even spare a second thought to me. i scrolled up and then down, opening my keyboard. what was i going to do? admit that i miss you? no way. i do not have the courage.

i don't even understand why i miss you. or maybe, i do. you're sweet, you care, you listen. the bare minimum and yet somehow it makes my heart flutter anyway.

i do not even know you well, and yet if you'd ask me for my heart, i might.......

ding! my phone buzzed.

"hehe, i'm backkkk"

"i'm glad you are ~"

....... gladly give it away.

~

© A Lover's Serenade

• category - writing prose / thoughts / fiction

~

[blindfolded-nakedtruth]

"Imagination is the sanctuary where we can live our deepest desires, unfettered by fear or judgment. It's the realm where the uncontrollable becomes manageable, boundaries dissolve, and possibilities unfold. In this secret world, we can relive cherished moments, revive unrequited loves, and welcome others in and out of our lives without needing to explain or justify."

[colourstreakgryffin]

Dating Gyutaro Headcanons

This is for @paintoreos! So I hope he/she/they will like this!

Gyutaro is a very possessive and protective boyfriend. He is ten times stronger than you so he has the power to ensure nobody will lay their hands on you

Knows his girls really well, thanks to how often he cares for Daki, so you can tell him about your girl problems, he’ll understand

He is very skilled at… well… overall caring for you. Cleaning you up, preparing dinner, massaging your sore spots. He’ll do anything for you since he cares intently for your happiness and comfort

Gyutaro only “sleeps” with you in the spoon position. He always has you cuddled in his arms with a firm protective hug, he’ll never let go

He gets quite furious when anybody merely mentions your looks. To him, you’re beautiful and he will happily defend your beauty

Melts into a puddle when you praise him. He is not use to a living being calling him attractive so he kinda tackles you into a wave of kisses

Gyutaro steals cute toys and/or pretty accessories for you whilst on every single one of his missions, and brings them home as a apology gift for leaving. You two’s room is full to the brim with colourful cute things!

What you want is what you get. Gyutaro is a type of boyfriend to spoil you rotten as he believes you deserve it and he doesn’t take no for a answer

Gyutaro gives you piggybacks, like he gives Daki piggybacks. He thrives on your excitement and joy in the moment so he’ll do it to hear you laugh

So gentle, it’s ridiculous. He likes drawing patterns on your back, a great way for him to relax is hearing your sighs of pleasure and feel your warm skin

Gyutaro is a man demon that loves his forehead kisses. Give him forehead kisses before and after a mission, it gives him strength and motivation(alongside Daki and protecting her)

Gyutaro loves your lap and loves it when you’re in his lap. Your soft warm plush skin against his cold slightly rubbery skin. He’ll either lay his head on your lap or have you sleep in his lap

Daki was, at first, against you. You’re stealing her beloved big brother’s attention so she hates you for it

But eventually, she begins warming up to you and one night, she clings around your side to relax, remembering what Gyutaro said about how soft and affectionate you are

Daki can’t help but become attached to you, regretting her past hatred. Gyutaro is so relieved that Daki grows to really like you

Daki asks if you’ll become her big sister quite a lot. She never gets a real answer as you and Gyutaro are nervously looking at each other

Gyutaro loves the size difference between the two of you and views you as “perfect for snuggling”. He regularly comes up from behind you and hugs you, enjoying your reaction

The best friend type of boyfriend too. You can chat casually with him all you want, he listens, understands and remembers every detail so he can make you laugh again

Gyutaro has a habit of using his sickle to sweep you off your feet and throw you over his shoulder. You don’t belong to any of those men, you belong to him

[happyhuffles]

Angel - 01

Pairing: Idol!Hyunjin x Musician!oc (also minsung too bc I love them).

Genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff, (ofc there's angst too 🫣), eventual smut?? Idk let me know if you guys want that.

Synopsis: Two strangers with the same love for the city and songwriting meet under the stars in Chicago. They fall in love, quick and easy. But, there's a problem. They are both keeping a big secret from each other.

Warnings: none in this part :)

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A city never really sleeps. That's something that Hyunjin learned quickly while living in the heart of Seoul. 

Lights are always flashing, people always roaming, eyes always starring. There are no breaks for people in the city. Especially for people like Hyunjin who are recognized by every face in the country. 

In 2018 when he debuted with Stray Kids he was high on life. All of his hard work had finally paid off and he got to be rewarded in the best way alongside all of his best friends. Nothing in the world could have compared. 

Seven years ago when Hyunjin debuted he was so grateful for the opportunity that he didn't notice how largely his life was changing at first. It wasn't until he had to start abandoning places like his favorite cafe that he realized what it meant to be famous. 

Hyunjin could no longer roam around his city as he had before. He couldn't even visit the cafe he felt like he'd spent half of his childhood sitting in. His love for the city turned cold. In place of it was a longing to be ordinary once again. Ordinary so he could enjoy Seoul as he had before. 

But, that wasn't possible. At least not in Seoul. 

After the release of Hop and a few performances for Stay, Stray Kids was officially on a two week break. As soon as it was announced Hyunjin had bought a plane ticket to the earliest flight he could find. He needed to escape this city and tame the ache in his heart with another. 

Thats where Chicago came in. The city that he stood in now. 

It was well into the night asnHyunjin wandered the half-empty and glowing streets with a sense of contentment he hadn't felt in a while. No one had bothered him yet and he was able to enjoy Chicago just like any ordinary person could. 

When the plane had landed the first thing he did was find a cafe. It was ten o'clock yet it had to be meant to be that he stumbled upon one of the only shops still open in the city. Dollop Coffee was his savior. The little cafe didn't have much left, just the bottom of the pot of a light roast drip coffee. But, that was all he needed and he tipped 100% because who wouldn't? Especially when the staff were singing to d4vd.

Now the paper cup that had been emptied long ago, still rested in between his hands as he made his way towards The Navy Pier. All of the shops on the wooden path had closed hours ago. There lights had been turned off and doors locked. The only thing that glowed now was a large ferris wheel that illuminated the entire pier. 

As he made his way further down the pier a pleasant melody found its way to his ears. Someone was singing. 

At this hour the pier was completely empty, he hadn't seen anybody in the area. Where was the voice coming from? 

Hyunjin followed the sound of the gorgeous voice towards the end of the pier. After a few moments of searching he finally found the culprit. Hidden behind a statue, a beautiful woman sat on the edge of the pier with her feet dangling above the glistening water below. 

For a moment, Hyunjin studied her in complete awe. The woman sat with a notebook and pen in hand, while humming a lyrics to a song he had never heard before. He moved closer to her, resting his arms against the railing of the barrier that prevent people from reaching the edge of the pier. Obviously it hadn't worked to keep everyone out. 

"You only feel it when its lost"

"Getting through still has a cost"

"Quietly, it slips through your fingers, love"

"Falling from you drop by drop"

The voice was heavenly. Something so beautiful that Hyunjin didn't know if it could be real. He was frozen in place gazing at the back of an angel. Too afraid to blink with fear that the moment he looked away the woman would vanish into the night. 

"What I had left here"

"I just held it tight"

"So someone with your eyes"

"Might come in time"

"To hold me like water"

"Or, Christ, hold me like a knife"

As the woman continued to sing Hyunjin felt his heart twist in his chest. What she was saying, the lyrics, it was so raw. So beautiful and vulnerable. He had to be hallucinating. 

What he didn't know was that he definitely wasn't hallucinating. And funnily enough, the woman in front of him was an angel, at least that was the name of the famous ghostwriter that happened to be her. Though no one new her true identity. No one new her as Hyunjin did now. 

Angel aka Anne Wang was the most popular being in the music industry and at the same time she was also there greatest mystery. She had zero digital footprint besides the songs she helped various different artists release. And true to their every word, no one had gone against her and exposed her identity, no matter how much their fans had begged. 

Her most popular projects were with artists like Taylor Swift who she worked with during COVID. Together they had written and produced both Folklore and Evermore. Though, those were sadder albums that definitely had some tear-jerkers, those two albums are not what got her the nickname 'fallen angel.' 

The works responsible for that would be Stick Season and Wiped Out. Two albums that she had written the most heart-wrenching and vulnerable lyrics too. She is incredibly proud of her work, but even now, years later she can't stand to listen to the songs. Writing was a release but listening to the production of her inner turmoil tortured her. 

"We're born at night"

"So much of our lives"

"Is just carving through the dark to get so far"

"And the hardest part"

"Is who we are"

"Its who we are"

This song is going to be a piece on a concept album about the nine circles of hell. A dark yet dangerously beautiful concept. One that challenged Anne, and she loved challenges.

"You're beautiful." 

The unexpected sound of Hyunjin's voice had the mysterious woman squeal in fear. It was 3:00 am, who the hell was on The Navy Pier?

As she turns around she meets his eyes and her jaw drops. The man standing before her, just on the other side of the guard rail is the definition of beauty. His hair is freshly buzzed and died a golden blonde color that compliments his skin perfectly. He stands tall at just under six feet and wears nothing more that a simple pair of baggy jeans and an oversized sweater. Yet, he looks so effortlessly beautiful. The piercing above his eyebrow glimmers in the dull light of the night, adding appeal to his fox eyes. Anne can't help but stare at the gorgeous specimen, not realizing he is gazing at her in the same way.

Recovering from her momentary shock, Anne stands from her place on the edge of the pier and boldly walks towards the stranger. Not stopping till they are nose to nose. Where did this confidence come from?

It had to have come from the stars above. And it did. The small specks of light giggled together as they watched the two halves meet for the first time. Love at first sight was rare, but it was always true.

"I think you're beautiful too," she says shyly, still maintaining eye contact. Though a light blush brightens across her cheeks.

The man in front of her cracks a drop-dead-gorgeous smile at her words and shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans. Anne watches as he rocks back on his heels and chuckles nervously. As she studies him she notices that his lips are chapped with anxious teeth indents and he has dark bags hidden under his eyes. They weren't too different. 

Anne pulls out her chap stick from her pocket and uncaps it, applying it to her lips. When she's done she rubs them together to spread the formula around before offering the stick to Hyunjin. Strangely enough, he finds himself taking it without hesitation and applying it to his own lips greedily. Smiling internally at the thought of sharing an indirect kiss.

When finished, he hands the chap stick back to her and she caps it and re-pockets it. Her eyes never leaving his as she does so. 

"You a musician?" The words sound pathetic coming out of his mouth. You a musician, really? Thats the best he can think of to say? 

Anne giggles and nods, oblivious to Hyunjin's inner turmoil. "Yeah, of sorts, I write sometimes and sing back up sometimes," she says mysteriously. Her doe eyes scan his face searching for skepticism but instead she finds an endearing fondness.

"Me too," he says with a happy smile. His hands come out of his pockets and grab onto the railing, feeling a little more relaxed. 

Anne smiles at the sight.

"Well, you wanna help me finish this song?"

Neither of them knew it then but that was the beginning of something much deeper than music. 

_____

Anne never expected to meet someone like Hyunjin. A beautiful, happy yet broken soul that seemed to mirror her own. Their connection was almost instantaneous. And as they continued to meet up in the dead of night it deepened too. 

It all started with that first night—when he sat beside her on the edge of the pier, his shoulder brushing against hers, warmth seeping through the fabric of his sweater. They had finished the song together, his voice blending seamlessly with hers under the flickering lights of the ferris wheel.

Hyunjin should have gone back to his hotel that night. Instead, he found himself wandering the city despite the cold weather and falling snow, replaying the sound of her voice in his head. When he woke the next morning, the first thing he did was rip a page out of his city brochure and scribble down words that had formed in his dreams—lines inspired by her song, by her. About the inner turmoil of his identity and the longing he feels to be loved by her. By Anne. Something so raw and vulnerable, Hyunjin didn't think it will ever see the light.

Now, a week later, after meeting at the end of The Navy Pier every night since, Anne invites Hyunjin into her place. Its nothing special. A tiny apartment lodged inside a large complex, but it was all she needed. Anne hated living alone and being in a bigger space only made the feeling of loneliness worse. 

When the pretty boy from the pier finally arrived and knocked on the door, Anne had to muffle a squeal of delight. Though she had only known Hyunjin for a week, there connection was something more than meaningful. They understood each other in a way words couldn't describe and they each felt as if they had known the other for years. 

Anne opens the door and is greeted with Hyunjin's glowing face. In his hands are two coffee's from Dollop's, something they learned on the first night that they both shared great love for. 

"Oh! You're the best!" Anne giggles out, taking the comforting beverage from his hand. Hyunjin affectionately ruffles her hair in response and leans in to give her a soft peck on the cheek. 

"Anything for my favorite girl," he says sweetly, causing a light blush to fan across her cheeks. 

Both Anne and Hyunjin didn't beat around the bush to much when showing the other little affections. They were both painfully into the other and flirted ridiculously, but it had never gone any further than that. Just flirting.

Anne steps aside to let Hyunjin in, her heart doing an embarrassingly giddy flip as he brushes past her, bringing with him the crisp scent of the city night mixed with coffee. She closes the door behind him and studies him carefully as he takes in the space. 

His eyes flick to the tiny couch shoved against the wall, to the door of her bedroom, then to the window-seat where her notebook full of unfinished lyrics lie. Its not much. The kitchen is less than 15 square foot and the living area is hardly double than that. But, while the space is small, it is extremely cosy. 

The apartment is illuminated by warm lowlights scattered across the walls. Shelves hang in mid-air filled with photo memories and luscious plants. Anne's green thumb being quite apparent. 

Finally, Hyunjin's gaze flicks the the piano that is pressed against the wall beside the window nook. Thats where they would be spending most of their time together. The thought makes his throat tighten and hands break out in a clammy cold sweat. 

He was the one to ask her if she had a piano, of course Anne did, she's an artist. So when he said he'd written a song he wanted to write piano sheet music too of course she would invite him over. But, now he would have to sing the song for her. 

It was one big confession really. Hyunjin was in love with Anne. He felt pathetic. They had barely known each other a week and here he was on his knees and completely at her mercy. Hyunjin didn't know it yet but Anne felt the same way. How could she not? 

"You ready to get started?" Anne asks, noticing the boys lingering gaze on the piano across the room. 

Hyunjin nods and reaches into his coat pocket, withdrawing the wrinkled paper that contained the silly song he had written. The song that Anne would undoubtedly decipher in a minute and see everything he felt. The thought was intimidating yet he knew she would never judge him. 

He discards his coat over the arm of the couch and follows Anne, sitting beside her on the bench in front of the piano. Their arms brush as they find their balance and a shiver runs down his spine.

Hyunjin unfolds the notebook paper and stares down at it. Its a confession of many things. Of his love, struggles, emotions. Of everything all at once. After that first night with Anne the words had poured out of him, it was almost as if she had awoken something buried within him. But how would she react to his confession of love? A confession he had written the morning after they had met. Was he crazy?

"You want to sing the whole thing first and then we'll go back through to figure out the notes?" Anne asks, looking at Hyunjin who is torn out of his thoughts.

Hyunjin nods again, not trusting his words and takes a sip of coffee for good measure. 

"Whenever your ready then."

He takes a final breath, gathering himself. The lyrics scribbled in his slanted writing stare at him, teasing him like a dare. A dare to risk it all.

And then he sings. Exposing everything. 

"I wonder if I'm being real

"Do I speak my truth or do I filter how I feel?

I wonder, wouldn't it be nice

To live inside a world that isn't black and white?

I wonder what it's like to be my friends

Hope that they don't think I'll forget about them

I wonder

I wonder

Right before I close my eyes

The only thing that's on my mind

Been dreamin' that you feel it too

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

Yeah

I wonder what it's like

I wonder what it's like to be loved by

I wonder why I'm so afraid

Of saying something wrong, I never said I was a saint

I wonder, when I cry into my hands

I'm conditioned to feel like it makes me less of a man

And I wonder if someday you'll be by my side

And tell me that the world will end up alright

I wonder

I wonder

Right before I close my eyes

The only thing that's on my mind

Been dreamin' that you feel it too

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

Yeah

I wonder what it's like

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

Yeah

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

I wonder what it's like to be loved by

Right before I close my eyes

The only thing that's on my mind

Been dreamin' that you feel it too

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you"

As the song ends Hyunjin looks to Anne whose eyes are full of tears. It was a beautiful piece. Something so vulnerable that she felt moved that Hyunjin would have the courage to share it with her. 

"Wow," she whispers looking at her hands deep in thought. 

A single tear trickles down her cheek and the boy beside her is quick to brush it away making her giggle. Anne looks up at Hyunjin through her teary eyes and his hand stays against her cheek, lingering welcomely.

They stay like that for a moment. Frozen in time. The only thing in the world that mattered was them and the way they gazed at each other. So blatantly full of love.

Hyunjin is the first to break the silence. 

"Can I kiss you," Anne is grateful he was brave enough to ask. 

She throws herself into his arms and presses her lips to his in response. Pulling him into a desperate kiss. One that they had both been dreaming of for the last week. 

Hyunjin keeps Anne close, only allowing her to pull away for half a for a breath of air before smothering her lips again. He's on fire. Nothing in the world could compare to this feeling. Nothing in the world could compare to Anne Wang. She was perfect. From the softness of her lips to the love in her eyes. She was perfect, nothing in the world could compare to her. Nothing at all.

When the two finally pull away they rest their foreheads together and open their eyes. Two big smiles spread across their faces and Hyunjin can't resist but to place one last peck against her nose. 

Somehow in the midst of their kissing Anne had found her way into the pretty boys lap, not that either of them were complaining. But, now after exiting from the fleeting heat of the moment, she feels slightly embarrassed by her desperation. 

Thankfully, Hyunjin finds the sight of her flushed cheeks endearing. The image only widens the smile that graces his face.

"That was a beautiful song, H," Anne says running her hands over his buzzed scalp. The fuzzy texture of his hair feels nice and tickles the skin of her palms. 

H, the nickname was for her and her only. 

Hyunjin pecks her lips happily in response before pulling back to get a better look at her. "I wouldn't have been able to write it without you," he starts, his eyes flickering between hers, "hearing you that day, your lyrics were so real, so vulnerable. I couldn't get it out of my head. You inspired me." 

Anne’s heart stumbles in her chest.

This time its Anne who leans in for an additional kiss. But instead of allowing the peck, Hyunjin keeps her close, kissing her deeply once again. She giggles into the affection but reciprocates nonetheless. Both of them, high on the feeling of love.

"Can I say something crazy?" Anne asks suddenly, pulling away from the man in front of her. 

He hums with a questioning glint in his eyes. 

Anne takes both of his hands in hers and Hyunjin notices a slight tremor to them immediately. She's anxious. 

His beautiful bites her lip and squeezes her eyes shut momentarily. The grip on his hands tightening as she does so, almost as if the is wishing upon a star. Then she speaks.

"I think I'm in love with you."

Hyunjin smiles, "I know I'm in love with you."

A/N: Hope you guys love this!

Taglist: @my-neurodivergent-world

[oldiesstationlover11607]

🎶Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal🎶

Hey dude! It’s me. 💛. Your (self proclaimed) number one fan. So, I really loved the Spooky Jim story and its sequel. I can only imagine it was a hard character and stuff to write for because honestly we don’t know a whole lot about him (#justiceforJosh’slorecharacters), but you still managed to hit it out of the park, just like always.

So, I am actually going to shake it up…I will not be requesting TØP (*gasp*). Don’t get me wrong, I have ideas and I LOVE your work, but I know you’ve been writing them a lot. That, and I’ve been on a bit of a Danger Days kick recently.

So, my request. I was wondering if you could do a MCR Danger Days one shot for me. I was thinking that the reader could maybe be Dr. Death Defying’s daughter (adopted or biological) and they could possibly be in a semi-secret relationship with Party Poison. The other members of the Fab Four know about it, but Dr. D doesn’t. Anyways, maybe one night the reader sneaks out to meet up with Party (maybe to see a a Mad Gear and Missile Kid show. Maybe just because. Your choice!). Somehow or another Dr. D finds out about the relationship (my idea is that Dr. D figures out the reader snuck out and sent Show Pony after her and Show Pony finds out and tells him, but it can be anything), and we end up getting a protective dad speech of some sort.

Sorry if that is too specific. If it isn’t something you want to do, I completely understand. ☺️

Secrets in the Zones - Party Poison x DR D.'s daughter!Reader

Warnings: bit of angst lol

Word Count: 1337 - shorter sorry!

A/N: HEYY #1 FAN! I 100% agree, Josh's lore characters need more screen time and a larger voice! I want to hear Torchbearer talk - like PLEASE 🙏 I LOVE writing TØP but here's something different like you requested! I'd been super into TØP for the last year and I think the last time I was into the Danger Days lore was about a year ago so it was super fun to revisit this! I'm guilty of using chat GPT to help me with this as I was struggling a little bit hopefully it's okay. Enjoy! Can't wait for your next request! P.S. There's a Josh fic I just posted before this so definitely check that out bc I've treated you with two fics today :)

The desert was alive tonight. The cool air prickled against my skin, a sharp contrast to the day’s oppressive heat, but it was the sort of night I loved. It made sneaking out a little easier, less likely to draw the attention of anyone holed up in Dr D.’s bunker. My dad, Dr. Death Defying, was glued to his radio station, sending out messages and songs to the Zone each night, surrounded by his friend Show Pony. I stepped softly across the cracked, dust-covered floor of the bunker, slipping my boots on and making sure my jacket was secure. The neon patch on the back reflected my Killjoy name — Riot Rhythm — though my father preferred to call me by my real name, something that reminded me that no matter what, I’d always be his daughter and likely never a true Killjoy.

Tonight wasn’t just about escaping the bunker, though. It was about him.

Party Poison.

The leader of the Fab Four had stolen my heart without even trying. His fierce determination, his loyalty to his friends, the way he fought so hard against Better Living Industries… all of it had drawn me in. The others knew. Kobra Kid, Fun Ghoul, and Jet Star had all figured it out by now, throwing subtle winks and knowing nudges whenever they saw us together. The only person who didn’t seem to know was Dad, too focused on keeping everyone in the Zones safe. 

Slipping out the door, I made sure to avoid Show Pony’s makeshift patrol route. As Dr. D’s assistant and best friend, Show Pony had become something of a caretaker when my dad was too busy running the airwaves. The last thing I needed was for them to catch me sneaking off again. 

The roar of a motorcycle engine caught my ears in the distance. There, under the cover of night, I spotted him — Party Poison, waiting in the shadows. His red hair glowed like a fire under the moonlight, and when he saw me approach, he smiled. His smile was the equivalent of my dad’s transmissions–it brought hope. 

“You ready?” Party asked, voice low but playful.

I grinned, nodding. “You know it. Where are we headed this time?”

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against my ear. “Mad Gear and Missile Kid are playing at an old hideout past Zone 3. Figured we’d catch the show.”

My heart skipped a beat. I loved the wild, rebellious energy of the Mad Gear shows. It was dangerous and chaotic, everything that BL/ind stood against, which made it all the more thrilling. That and Party had introduced me to their music a few months ago, pirating me the cassette for my birthday.

“Let’s go, then,” I whispered, hopping onto the back of his motorcycle. As the engine roared to life beneath me, the wind whipped against my face, and for a moment, I felt completely free. With Party’s arms steady around me, I didn’t have to think about my dad or the constant threat of Dracs. It was just the two of us, racing through the desert, neon lights of the city in the distance fading into nothingness.

At the Mad Gear and Missile Kid show, the music was loud and wild. I stood close to Party, feeling the beat reverberate through my body. The chaos around us was exhilarating — masked fans dancing, shouting, living in the moment. Party pulled me closer, his arm wrapping around my waist protectively.

“Glad you came out tonight,” he said, his lips close to my ear so I could hear him over the music. 

I smiled up at him, my heart swelling with affection. “I wouldn’t miss it.”

For a moment, everything felt perfect. But just as quickly as the moment came, it shattered when I spotted a familiar figure in the crowd.

Show Pony.

My heart sank. They weren't here for fun; they were here for me.

I nudged Party, nodding toward the entrance. “We’ve got trouble.”

Party’s eyes followed my gaze and landed on Show Pony, who was skating through the crowd, scanning for me. “Shit,” Party muttered under his breath. “Let’s get out of here.”

The two of us slipped through the crowd, trying to make our way to the exit before Show Pony spotted me. But luck wasn’t on my side. Show Pony’s eyes locked onto mine, and in an instant, they were skating after me with determined speed.

“Riot!” They shouted. “Stop!”

I broke into a run, Party keeping pace beside me. The two of us darted out the door, but Show Pony was right behind me, cutting me off before I could get to the motorcycle.

“I’m not letting you leave,” Show Pony said, crossing their arms. “Your dad sent me. He knows you’re out here.”

My heart pounded in my chest, guilt washing over me. I hadn’t meant to sneak out and cause this much trouble, but I also couldn’t stand the thought of Dad finding out about Party and I this way.

Party stepped forward, his expression serious. “Look, we didn’t mean to cause any problems. We just—”

“Save it,” Show Pony interrupted. “I’ve kept this secret for too long Y/N.” They used my birth name, indicating this was it–this was serious. 

I bit my lip, unable to meet their gaze. “It’s not what you think.”

Show Pony sighed, their gaze softening just a little. “I’m not here to judge, but you can’t keep this from him forever. You know that, right?”

I nodded. “I know.”

Show Pony glanced at Party, then back at me. “Come on. Let’s go back. You need to talk to Dr. D.”

Back at the bunker, my heart raced as I stood before my father. Dr. D leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.

“So,” he said, breaking the silence. “You’ve been sneaking out to see Party Poison.”

I winced at his bluntness, but there was no use denying it now. “Yeah.”

Dr. D sighed, rubbing his temples. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

I glanced at Party, who stood beside me, his usual confidence replaced by a quiet tension. “I didn’t want you to worry. I didn’t want you to think it would distract me from… everything else.”

Dr. D’s gaze softened, but his voice remained firm. “You’re my daughter, Riot. It’s my job to worry about you. But this… I don’t want you sneaking around, putting yourself in danger. If something happens out there, I need to know where you are.”

Party spoke up then, stepping forward. “I care about her, Dr. D. I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.”

Dr. D studied him for a long moment before nodding. “I know you wouldn’t. But this can’t be a secret anymore. If you’re going to be with my daughter, I need to know she’s safe — and that means no more sneaking around.”

I felt a weight lift off your shoulders, relief flooding through you. “I’m sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to keep it from you.”

Dr. D sighed, standing up from his chair and crossing the room to us. He pulled me into a tight hug, his voice soft in my ear. “Just promise me you’ll be careful. You’re all I’ve got left.”

Tears stung at the corners of my eyes as I hugged him back. “I promise.”

Party stepped forward, resting a hand on my shoulder. “We’ll be careful, Dr. D. I swear.”

Dr. D pulled back, giving Party a long, hard look before nodding. “Alright. But if anything happens to her, you’re gonna have to answer to me.”

Party grinned, saluting him. “Understood.”

As the tension in the room eased, I finally allowed myself to breathe. The secret was out, but instead of the chaos I’d feared, there was understanding — even acceptance. And for the first time, I felt like I didn’t have to hide anymore.

Out in the Zones, the world was full of danger and uncertainty, but here, surrounded by the people I loved, I knew I’d be okay.

//

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[canonsinthehead]

Naruto Modern AU/Hollywood pt.4 - The Perfect Older Brother: Itachi Uchiha.

Itachi Uchiha is an actor. Not any actor, but an A-list one who has a background in finance studies and whose career path changed overnight After a movie director suggested a role at an art auction his family attended. Fugaku accepted on his son’s behalf without a second thought (With dollar bills in mind). Regardless of having zero experience in this field, Itachi thought "Why not?" and accepted the offer.

The relatively cheap production romance movie ended up being a box office success, and a blueprint in the Roman genre. Itachi received many acclamations and prizes as a new actor for his performance. His genuinely stellar actor skills help him beat the “nepotism helped me” allegations (even if it did). He filled his catalog further with diverse rules and started making a name for himself.

His fan base grew fast and worldwide. He always had a confirmed reputation for being super nice to fans at fan meetings and treating his staff nicely. The Public and many leaders in the industry fell in love with his effortless handsome looks.  Strangely, he gained a great reputation as a host/MC for various shows and awards ceremonies. His fanbase stretched across all large nations, and they all liked him for different reasons.

Konoha: his romance, movies, skills as an MC, being a Uchiha (and the status attached to it), his clean style, and social media presence

Iwagakure: when he acts in action movies (a lot of them are filmed there), the one-sided beef Deidara has with him and features in a lot of commercials.

Kumogakure: a huge portion of his fans are from Kumo. ironically, he is known for his effortless humor and features in many celebrity variety shows.

(yep, a Blackpink reference...)

After a guest appearance at Kumo’s most popular program, Killer Bee’s Showtime, there was a running gag at some point exposing how terrible of a dancer he is after losing in a challenge.

Sunagakure: appeared in many perfumes’ commercials, and many of his movies have been translated into the native language.

Itachi has never been on the press’s bad side. He often attends his relatives' or friends' events. For the sake of his little brother’s peace, he did not show support publicly to Sasuke for a long time.

It has been established that he and Kisame Are good friends. On top of being an avid basketball fan, Itachi is a regular front-roll attendee at those events.

Nobody’s perfect, hence why the conspiracy theorist and podcast bro Mizuki has been on Itachi’s neck since the dawn of time to relatively no success since only a small niche of individuals believe him.

The strongest podcast by Mizuki has been spreading the weirdest conspiracy theories known to man along with questionable ideologies. His show appeals to a certain demographic of men worldwide and it pays his bills. Recently, he has been calling anybody and everybody gay. It is part of. Mizuki’s routine at this point and Itachi did not escape those false accusations. There is a theory circulating on the dark side of the web stating that Itachi is a secret homosexual along with Kisame who is on the DL And is dating Izumi Uchiha to save face (WOW! This is a bold egregious claim!). Nobody outside the small Eco chamber, a.k.a. his fan base believes this theory.

Well, as crazy as it sounds, Mizuki is partially right… (bear with me…)

Itachi is in a 100% consensual agreement with Izumi and uses her as a beard. He is currently dating (and smashing) Juuzo Biwa. Not even Sasuke or Kisame are aware of the truth, it is something he prefers (along with Juuzo) to keep for himself.

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today is mission x day. in which Ghoulie must suffer through billing BL/ind forms to this post-apocalyptic worlds government~🎃

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Rereading Yugioh and genuinely forgot this tidbit of information about Miho??????

[eyes1nthewoods]

i will say one thing i don't like about lann's romance is how passive the kc's dialogue options are if you're trying to be nice to him. let me call him hot PLEASE

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