#very excited for the date chapter tho!

[romanticinlove]

You belong to me - JB Angst

Summary: Even after you and Jude break up, neither one of you can seem to move on

A/n: This is super toxic I cannot lie 😭

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It had been two months since you and Jude ended things. The split was mutual. You both weren't in a good space to be together. The constant fighting and the insecurities from both parties became too much to handle. At first it seemed like a good idea. You thought that with some distance between the two of you, you would get over him in no time. The only problem was that you couldn't seem to get that distance. You had hooked up 11 times since the break up and even when you wanted to end things, you couldn't. You missed him too much. You two tried to give the relationship another chance after the second meet up, but you both quickly remembered why you ended things. In fact, that's how every one of your meet ups went. You both missed each other, one of you called the other, you would meet up, sleep with each other, then a fight would quickly arise. Then one of you would leave abruptly and the cycle repeated itself.

You knew that this was not healthy. The first few times, your friends tried to give you advice and when you went to take it, all your walls dropped. When you were with him, you felt comfortable. But you couldn't go on like this. When Jude came over to your house that night, It ended in another fight and Jude stormed out of your apartment and you sat in bed angrily. You cried yourself to sleep again that night, as you had a lot recently. the next morning when you woke up, you remembered what had happened and you decided that enough was enough. You pulled out your phone and began to text the young footballer.

You: Jude

You: We can't keep doing this, we have to be done

Jude: but I miss you, can I please come over tonight??

you: no, we have to end things. I’m sorry

You decide to then block his number because you knew he would try to continue to convince you. You felt relief when you sent the final text message. You were ready to start a new chapter of your life. a new one without Jude. In fact you were so excited that you texted your girls about it. They all congratulated you and gave you a quick fix

friend 1: y/n I actually have the perfect solution to keep you away from Jude. I have this friend who would be perfect for you! You should both set something up.

You went for it and got his number. Over the course of the next few days, you and James were both texting back and forth, getting to know one another. You found yourself smiling at your phone a lot more and thinking about Jude less and less. You both set up a date pretty soon after your friend introduced the two of you. you were excited when you met him in person. He took you out to a nice restaurant and you were both chatting away. You were paying attention to him, and you were genuinely interested in what he had to say. He was sweet, but honestly, you could not see yourself being with him. Your friend had set you up with one of her cousins, who was not at all perfect for you. You decided to stick around tho and give him a chance. Maybe you could develop feelings. You had almost forgotten about Jude. Almost.

if it hadn't been for that stupid team dinner. That same night that James took you to a very fancy and exclusive restaurant, some of the Real Madrid players, including Jude had also decided to spend their evening in the same place. You saw him first and it was like you became a different person. You were no longer paying attention to James and could only think about Jude.

What was he doing there? Did he see you? What would you do if he saw you? You wanted him to see you. You wanted him to see that you were on a date with someone else, that were could get over him. or maybe you couldn't and you wanted him to come to you and take you away.

"Y/n, is everything alright? You seem upset" James said across from you. You looked at his eyes and you felt horrible. You needed to forget Jude.

"yes, I am so sorry. I just have to use the restroom, I will be right back." You apologized as you got up from your seat. when you got into the bathroom, you washed your hands and flicked a little bit of water on your face. You needed to stop freaking out about Jude. Just as you left the bathroom, you saw the 6'1 man standing outside.

"Who is that?" Jude asked you wasting no time.

"It shouldn't matter to you" You said back "I have to get back to my date, excuse me"

"I don't think so, I think I deserve some time of explanation" Jude tried to tell you as he blocked the exit from the hall that led back to the restaurant.

"I owe you nothing, we are completely over, please don't do this" You told him, trying to get past again. He got in front of you put his hand on your face.

"c'mon y/n, you don't miss me at all?" Jude questioned as he looked at you. "I know you do. If that guy is my replacement, then I have nothing to worry about"

You shook you head and finally started walking back to the table where James was sitting.

"Just call me when the dates over" Jude told you as you left him alone. As you walked back

"I'm back, what were you saying just before I left?" You asked while smiling at him. You owed it to him to at least finish the date.

The rest of the night went fine but you couldn't focus on your date. When you arrived at your apartment. You thought about what Jude said. You pulled out your phone and saw a message from James.

James: I had such a nice time tonight, I would love to go on a second date.

You stared at the message for a little bit but slid out of your conversation with James. There should be no reason why you shouldn’t go on another day with him. But the feelings just weren’t there. When you got to your room you looked at your phone again, but this time with a different purpose.

“I was waiting for your call” Jude said on the other end. This was a bad idea, and you knew it too. But that didn’t stop you from inviting him over. He would get there in 15 minutes. You contemplated your decision but when you heard a knock at the door you smiled and went to open it. Maybe this time would be different. ——————————————————————

[golbrocklovely]

dating colby headcanon

requested by anonymous: Could you possible write a dating Colby headcannon with the reader? Thank uuu

A/N: even tho i'm not taking requests, i figured i can do this real quick since it's a headcanon and i'm in the middle of finishing up the next chapter of the chosen daughter. so hopefully this holds yall over a bit longer while i finish that up :) and this is all gender neutral so anyone can read it ! lmk what you think and hope you enjoy.

let's start with how you two met: i think you being a friend of a friend would be how it all starts.

maybe this friend in common gets invited to a party that snc are at, and you tag along. you get introduced to colby, and yall hit it off.

colby is very much into vibes and how well he meshes with another person. so for him to be interested, he has to like being around you. that man does not waste his time around people he doesn't care about.

and i think with colby, things would start off PAINSTAKINGLY SLOW. if you're into a slow burn… that's what your life will be like lol

colby hasn't dated in a long time, it's been almost exclusively hook ups and situationships. so i think the beginning stages will be a bit rough (in more ways than one *wink wink nudge nudge*). i think it would take a long time before anything major happened, just because he's not used to being vulnerable with someone.

that being said, i can see him hooking up with you once or twice before anything serious even remotely starts, since that's his usual go-to method. that doesn't have to be all the way - it could be like making out in the club or in a house party bathroom. a little hidden, a bit secretive, but that makes it all the more fun. it's exciting because he makes you feel like you are the sun in his galaxy, even if it's just for a few minutes. that's how intense he can be.

and maybe you realize, "oh shit i got feelings for him…. will this ever turn into something more?" and that's when you start hanging out with him more, or at least making plans to.

and i think as time goes on, he grows attached to you (because he is a clingy person, respectfully). and he enjoys the parts of his day when he gets to see you. and that's when he starts to feel the sparks. but knowing him, he probably won't act on them for a while.

but slowly, you two get really close, and eventually try to start something. once he can feel his walls crumble, and yours are also down, that's when yall truly start to have a wonderful relationship.

so as for dating him, what do i think that would be like?

colby is very busy guy, no surprising to anyone. so it's hard for yall to hang out as often as you want to (which would be like everyday if you could, and same goes for him).

but colby finds ways of seeing you or talking to you at least once a day.

even if it's just to check in on you, or ask you about your day. colby also likes to tell you about the stuff he was up to, give you little heads up on new projects before anyone else. but only when he knows they're happening bc he doesn't like talking about things that might not happen. very earth sign of him lol

i don't see him sending 'good morning' messages, but i could see him sending 'goodnight' ones. definitely with a black heart emoji somewhere thrown in there.

oooh, pet names. i'm seeing him using baby, babe, darling, sweetheart, love, and possibly honey. especially when he's drunk, he's extra affectionate.

when he goes on investigations, he comes back and HAS to tell you everything. he also loves being around you after because you make him feel so comfortable and at home. and he needs that after being paranormally hungover.

if you go with him on trips… omg, he will be protective. for sure. checking in on how you're feeling every couple minutes.

and if you get really scared, he's ready to send you home. he doesn't want to see you hurt or terrified at all. so sometimes he isn't the most favorable towards you going with him (unless you insist).

yall's biggest past time together: cuddling.

that man needs cuddles, AT LEAST, once a day. otherwise, he will be whiny lol (he might not show it at first, but once he's comfortable, he's gonna be a baby about cuddles, guarantee).

he needs to be touching you at all times, whether out in public or not. he doesn't seem like a crazy PDA type, so nothing too ~sexual~, but he will be holding your hand every chance he gets.

unless, of course, he's feeling a bit frisky… then you run the chance of having to go home early or finding a private area to have your fun sksks

i see him being the type to wrap his arms around you from behind, pulling you tight against him. especially if you're waiting in like a long line or something. he just wants you in his arms whenever he can.

like i mentioned before, he is a very busy man. so i see him doing a lot of at home dates. making pizzas together (or just dinners in general), setting up little pillow forts for movie nights, cute vibes all around. omg and of course - LOTS of camping outside and staring at the stars and talking for hours. that's 1000% for sure.

and maybe if you're the type that likes hiking, maybe you guys would go hiking together.

but i do see him also taking you out to exclusive clubs, bars, and restaurants since he has the hookup and the following to get into places that are new.

emotionally, i think you two would be so deeply into each other. i think being understanding and just getting one another is something major he wants in a relationship. so i think always being open and honest would be the main center point of your relationship.

he wants no drama, and wants love to come easy. and most likely you feel the same way, which is why you guys mesh well together.

physically… i mean, cmon. look at the material lol

he's definitely wants to make sure your needs are met. he's a people pleaser after all. and if you're his person, he's making sure you're pleased.

he's a very giving lover, is all i'm gonna say ;)

[moonficrecs]

Favourite Series Part 1

🌙 - all time favourite

✔️ - completed series

👩🏻‍💻 - ongoing series

1. Mutual Help by @personasintro 🌙👩🏻‍💻

synopsis: in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it a mutual help

genre: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, fake dating au

2. Our Time by @taestefully-in-luv 🌙👩🏻‍💻

summary: After an accident and being in a coma for three months, you finally wake. But the last nine years of your life have been completely erased. You rely on none other than your best friend, Jungkook, to help regain your memories and yourself. But what happens when the truth of your missing time starts unraveling and it isn’t all it’s made out to be?

genre: Darker themes, crime au, mystery, fluff, heavy angst, smut, amnesia au. Best friends to ???

3. Clash by @matchagator 🌙👩🏻‍💻

summary: You're a new resident in your very first apartment excited to enjoy the simple life of adulthood. Unfortunately for you, you continue to run into unruly neighbors no matter how much you try to keep to yourself.

genre: Slice of Life | Neighbors

4. Bad Decision by @alphabetboyluvr 🌙👩🏻‍💻

synopsis: ready to make some bad decision?

genre: strangers to friends to lovers - slow burn

5. Long way home by @sparklingchim ✔️

synopsis: jungkook's life makes an 180 degree turn when he's suddenly a single dad and while you're trying to help him come accustomed to the new circumstances, your long-standing friendship takes new turns as well.

genre: single dad jk, boxer!jk friends to lovers, !angst!

6. Day by day by @hansolmates ✔️

summary: a series of drabbles about two best friends raising a child together

genre/warnings: dilf!jungkook x best friend!reader (f) angst, longing, pining, mc is a homebody, unrequited love (or is it?), potential idiots 2 lovers, best friends 2 lovers, but there’s a poopy ex-girlfriend, potential toxic relationship, alcohol use, explicit language, eventual fluff, eventual smut summary; a series of drabbles about two best friends raising a child together.

7. A little taste by @jeonqkooks 🌙👩🏻‍💻

synopsis: It all started with a little oral fixation...

genre: established relationship, mainly smut - everything is basically pwp, some fluff here and there

8. Practice by @chryblossomjjk ✔️

genre: fuckboy!jk x inexperienced reader. m/18+ | college au, fwb, smut, fluff, angst

9. For me by @personasintro 🌙👩🏻‍💻

summary: A collection of drabbles accompanied with dilf!jk

genre: dilf au, enemies to lovers au, neighbors au | fluff, angst, smut

10. All I want by @sxtaep 👩🏻‍💻

synopsis: You fall into the temptation of fucking your best friend, aka the biggest fuckboy on campus.

genre: fluff, smut

11. Always you by @taestefully-in-luv ✔️

summary: You and Jungkook have been best friends since freshmen year of college, there’s a lot of unsaid feelings and tension but neither make a move. what happens when his friend Taehyung (also your crush) needs a fake girlfriend?

genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, roommate au, college au, SMUT (starting ch2), fluff, angst (in later chapters) slight crack

12. Red by @taestefully-in-luv ✔️

summary: You drunkenly sleep with your ex-boyfriend, Jungkook. Can’t be that bad right? Unless he gets you pregnant.

genre: FLUFF, smut, angst:(( pregnancy au

13. Rule #5 by @taestefully-in-luv ✔️

summary: You strike up a fwb deal with your good friend Jungkook after kissing him one night after a dare. But you have rules…5 of them to be exact and it seems Jungkook doesn’t want to follow any of them.

genre: fwb, friends to ???, fluff, angst, smut

14. Runaway by @archivedkookie 👩🏻‍💻

summary: When your best friend's brother, your first-ever crush, offers to help you explore your sexual desires, you just can't refuse. Especially when it's someone as irresistible as Jeon Jungkook.

genre: best friend’s brother au, fwb (they’re not rlly friends tho), 4 years age gap, smut, angst, fluff, slow burn

15. As we were by @archivedkookie 👩🏻‍💻

summary: Your husband Jungkook was your life, your reason to breathe. And when he cheats on you with another woman, it leaves you to wonder parts of yourself you were to afraid to get to know.

genre: divorce au, infidelity au, eventual smut, heavy angst, mutual pining

[neiptune]

aot boys x guilty pleasures

a/n: this is me being self indulgent and having a lil fun so forgive the shitposting but also feedback is always appreciated mwah

eren loves the shit out of nature documentaries you'll leave him alone one saturday night and you'll come back to find him sprawled on the couch watching life of mammals or some shit on netflix lmao you'd be on a date and he'd get suddenly excited enough to hit you with random facts like “btw did you know that the average blood pressure of a giraffe is around 300/190?” he'd literally barge in rooms with a “babe omg hummingbirds are like the only birds that can fly backwards” and you'd just be sitting on the toilet with a very unimpressed look but he's cute 12/10 would make a good park ranger or whatever

armin is lowkey obsessed with youtubers like he legitimaly sits down and watches hours on end of unboxing/reaction videos or travel vlogs jfc and it's always the dumb stuff ya know like person x unboxing the same phone in 10 different colors or person y reacting to drake's new single and THAT controversial lyric. it's exhausting really he'd be in bed at 3am still going through chrissy's 27 min travel vlog about some bali vacation gone wrong and don't even get me started on drama and internal feuds or breakups oh my god he has a whole playlist of breaking my silence videos on youtube to keep track of who's said what so he can pick the best side

you've introduced jean to the world of fandoms and fanfiction and at first he was all like nah that's too weird but now he has his own ao3 account and eats the weirdest most hilarious shit up, will also use acquired terms in the wrongest way like you'd be watching bridgerton together and he'd suddenly nod to himself with a OOOO TRIGGER WARNING THEY BOUT TO FUCK lmao he's obsessed tbh his twitter is filled with commentary on random chapters he's screenshot and that I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP titanic gif posted over and over again like no honey you will not we've moved past that 10 years ago

oh god connie is such a chronic playlist creator he'd have one for EVERYTHING and he genuinely spends hours selecting the perfect most appropriate songs and titles for each one, you best believe before you first started dating he's made one for you called “i like you idgaf about your boyfriend” which came with a weird ass mix of sweet stuff like just the way you are by bruno mars and cash shit by megan thee stallion lmaooo he's so random he thinks he's good at it too and you don't have the heart to tell him that “get down dirty bedroom sexy lapdance music” ain't a good title. it's kinda attractive that he's not a music snob tho like he'd be blasting country music classics while cooking, rap mixtapes when he's taking a shower or full on broadway showtunes when driving, he also has a cute voice that cracks on higher notes but it secretly turns you on how deep in the moment he is while screaming to defying gravity in the car

levi gets a weird kick out of serial killer documentaries or real footage of their interviews/trials, also listens to A LOT of true crime podcasts and TAKES NOTES about the most interesting cases to check if he'd be able to solve the unsolved ones and he'd always test you as well? you'd be reading a book in bed and he'd plop next to you with a dead serious look on his face asking shit like “would you help some random guy with a cast on his arm carry his bags?” 🤨 out of the blue like ?????? baby that's kinda weird can you not but it's really just him trying to flex his big big brain thank fuck he's not an actual cop he'd be insufferable (and way less hot)

to absolutely no one's surprise reiner's guilty pleasure has to do with you, the man's all about you (and hockey), you've asked him to take a bath with you once and now not a single motherfucking week goes by without him looking at you big big puppy eyes asking “bath???” most evenings after work. it doesn't even have to lead to anything he's just content basking in warm water and bubbles with you in his lap, he gets to massage shampoo into your scalp if you want to wash your hair and is now a pro at creating the perfect atmosphere with oils and dimmed lights and omg don't even get me started on candles, he's memorized your favorite scents and now also has his own preferences, catch him walking around a yankee candle store at least twice a month, girls working there ask this big scary grumpy guy if he needs help and he'd reply with the softest most polite & specific hi hello yes actually i need to stock up on sparkling cinnamon and snow globe wonderland tyvm

porco 100% checks his naked self out in the mirror lmaooo i know this shouldn't count as something people wouldn't believe he'd do but it's kinda a guilty pleasure i guess??? he finds putting clothes on a lil depressing and knows he's hot. sometimes you'd catch him doing that after showering and the man would be so fucking thirsty for compliments cause what is he supposed to do with muscles and abs and prominent biceps if you won't drool over them a little? he's annoying & also gets soooo whiny if you don't indulge him like :( do you not think your dashing boyfriend is cute :( while flexing, also always tries to convince you to take your clothes off as well for “inspection purposes” to which you simply flick his forehead lol whether you end up pressed against that very mirror 10 minutes later it's between you and him xoxo

[pixelatedraindrops]

Happy 1st Anniversary RainCode!

☔️6🔎30👻

Thank you for bringing me so much joy 💜💕

(and thank you for giving me the gift that is yuma kokohead)

I didn’t think I’d make art for it at first, but I figured this game has done so much for me, so I’ll give back by drawing the duo that started it all 💜🩷 These two are such an iconic pair and I will draw them together as much as possible c: (tho Shinigami will be mostly in her ghost form if I do)

First time drawing human form Shinigami non-chibi, and I admit she was a little tricky with that outfit. But I think I did it decently enough… xD

little bonus for the kokogami enjoyers 💕

miss death god is too much woman for this little boy to handle~ 🤭

i know he's an adult but can you honestly look at him without context and say this is a man??? he's just an eemey meemey little guy.

Personal Rambling below (because I love this game so much)

WARNING MINI ESSAY INCOMING (lmao)

Oh RainCode... Where do I even begin...

RainCode is a game that has changed my life along with likely many other people’s lives. Although the premise of it is fairly straightforward, the characters and atmosphere make this game so much more. The successor to Danganropa is honestly its own unique story and structure, and tbh I think I love and enjoy it far more than Danganronpa. But this game…is just so much more for me.

I truly never expected this game to be such an impact on my life, let alone become my next fixation.

So, for history, I was honestly in no real hurry to get the game on its release date last year, so I got it a day later. On July 1st, I played the game for the first time. And I didn’t think much of it at first. The only thing that was on my mind when I started this game, was that I was positive I was going to be treating the protagonist like Makoto Naegi and Kyoko Kirigiri’s son the whole time.

This was the first post I made about RainCode back on twitter in 2023.

Yeah... Kinda silly when I look at it now... XD But I do still beleive this headcanon.

When I started the game my 2016 fixation of Danganronpa came back a bit. As a previous DR lover, I did make comparisons here and there to all of the characters. Yuma was very much like Naegi with his shy and timid demeanor at first due to having amnesia, and it felt like déjà vu when playing through the start of the game. But then it happened. The moment that solidified Yuma as my next and now permanent target. When he got sick/dizzy on the train... God that moment still lives rent free in my head. (I know the cause of it was different/related to the first mystery/case, but as someone who enjoys any sort of sick whump moment, regardless of if its little crumbs or a whole-ass meal it still counted for me) I was still shy and hid in the shadows with my silly little niche back then, but I told myself. Yep, once I finish this game, I’m writing a sickfic for this game and he’s the victim. (though what surprised me was that I wasn’t alone on that, 3 other people made sickfics with yuma before I did so that was a pleasant surprise xD)

As the game went on it shocked and impressed me in many different forms. I realized that this game isn’t the Danganronpa clone I thought it would be. Sure, it had a lot of similar elements and mirrored mini games like Hangman’s Gambit, Spot Selection, and of course the Conclusion Comic of the whole case, but the story the world and the mysteries were honestly different from the way DR structured them. And it pleased me when not many people from the main team had died. Most of the deaths were of side characters that had appeared in their respective chapters. Which honestly was a breath of fresh air for me, and I think that’s the real reason it’s separate from DR. It’s not as cruel and not as stressful. It’s a lot more chill, but the mysteries were still enough to get me excited and look forward to the next maze I would enter. The mystery labyrinths were probably my favorites elements of the game. They were just so much fun. And every single character was so likeable, (yes even some of the peacekeepers were fun aside of one or two that I absolutely despise. mostly yomi and guillame lol but I guess I kinda like yomi a bit more bc of the fandom)

And I grew to love Yuma EVEN more. He is honestly one of the best written protagonists I’ve seen in a long time. It’s hard to do timid protagonists right, but RainCode definitely nailed it with Yuma. He had his moments, but it wasn’t enough to be obnoxious. He also shined in more ways than one. And my god, so many relatable moments… (I have anxiety too xD) He was so charming and cute the whole time and even had his badass moments. This little guy is the whole package and I LOVE him for that. Truly a unique and fun main character that blows every DR protagonist out of the water.

(Yes, I said what I said.)

And the ending, GOOD LORD THE ENDING?? It was so well executed, and the ending twist villain was immediately my second favorite character after the protagonist. I could go on about how much I loved the ending but if I did, we’d be here all day and I don’t want to spoil the entire game…so… I’ll leave it at that.

When I finished the game, I was so satisfied. (Yes I love it more than DR, what are you gonna do about it?) It left me super happy and made me want to make some fan content for it. Though I was still very quiet on twitter and had a feeling since twitter is a more complicated platform, I couldn’t gush about the game too much due to fear of spoiling other people…and when one of your favorite characters is just the whole secret of the game’s core mystery, I couldn’t talk about it too much… >.>

So, then I did the unthinkable. I went back to tumblr… It’s a little embarrassing but this account is actually my old one I had from years ago. I was on tumblr more 2013 to 2017 before I abandoned the site when it no longer seemed fun and there were times that I’d rather forget... (let’s just say that I used to RP with my OCs and…one of my RP ex friends catfished me and it made me feel VERY uncomfortable. I wanted to forget it, so I ran away and never returned.) I was super nervous to come back and try to post again, so my first RC related post was about him being a naegiri child.

After that I began making more edits once I gained access to the sprites and full body arts. I made some Pokémon AU edits because those were always fun, and then I started making feverish edits of Yuma’s sprites. My first post ended up becoming a hit and I caught the attention of some people. They liked what I was doing so it gave me a bit of confidence to continue. I got even more attention, and it made my confidence go up even more.

And then I started trying to draw art again, something I gave up long ago. My first few arts were a little rocky at best, but so many people enjoyed it! One of my older arts ended up becoming pretty popular. Through this my few pieces of art, my many sprite edits, and my first fan fiction (Home Is Where The Heart Is) got me pretty well recognized in the Rain code community on here. So much so that I felt confident enough to give myself a title. The CEO of RainCode Whump or “Whumpcode” and all of this confidence made me decide to turn my blog into a fandom and sick whump blog. It became a full blown obsession that possessed my mind that I've become TOO passionate about. Never thought making these little guys suffer would bring me this much joy... XD

Over time, I’ve drawn more art and written more fics than I ever had for a fandom. Before I never ever made fandom art, and I would usually only write one sickfic per fixation. (my last ones being demon slayer and spy x family) But here I am, making more art pieces than I ever have before (hell even doing a MONTH ART CHALLENGE) and improving even! And having 7 fanfictions of RainCode, 6 with Yuma and one with Makoto. And those two became my prime targets and muses for my art. Drawing them is easier for me and they’re my favorites so it brings me such joy to draw them. I love MakoYuma so much. Maybe not so much romantically, but friendship and familial. They have such potential to be so much, and I adore them. Plus putting them in sicknarios and situations is fun (I think we can all agree on that haha)

I think I’m talking too much, so I will say one more thing. I never thought my fixation on this game would last this long. I was positive it would go away after just a few months at best. The game is great but nothing amazing to keep thinking about for too long for me. But I think the main reason I was able to keep my fixation on this game for almost a year (and ongoing) is because of the fandom. (specifically, the Tumblr fandom, but some people on twitter are cool too) I’m honestly so happy I returned to tumblr and was able to make a name for myself in this community. I have met so many talented artists and creators and even made some new friends (and even got a few apprentices to take under my wing) If it weren’t for everyone’s support, I don’t think I would have ever done this much and made it this far.

I’ve essentially made a platform for myself, and I didn’t think tumblr would be a place I’d check daily ever again. To think this silly little game…would change my life so much and make me happier than I’ve ever been in such a long time. I feel recognized and like I belong, I’m finally able to be loud and proud about my passions for sick whump and not worry too much about it, I’ve finally found my prime target and I have fun with him every time, I’ve gotten back into the arts of drawing and writing again and I think I’ve made some of my best work yet, and I’ve met so many wonderful people and even collaborated with them on some fun projects too! (Here's the most popular one and also the first one I did!)  It’s just been…so wonderful… I am so happy to be part of such a chill talented and fantastic community TwT So thank you everyone… this is all thanks to your support… <3

Sorry I’m getting a little mushy here aren’t I… x’D I just couldn’t be more grateful for this game if I tried… So, thank you so much Rain Code, for existing and doing so much for me and making me so happy… I have never had this much fun in a fixation before, and I never felt like I was ever truly part of any fandom and was always just a lurker. It feels so good to finally feel like part of a fandom you love, and also be well liked, admired and accepted by others despite your niche being a little on the odd side… XD

I really hope there will be a sequel for this game, and we’ll see all these wonderful characters again. After all I’ve been through with this title and how much joy and purpose it brought me, consider me a fan for life. I will be dedicated to every future title in this series and play the hell out of it. And I hope it gains a wider audience come October when it is released for more consoles. (Just hoping no weirdos take over and ruin it with stupid drama and horrible things like the DR fandom…)

Though once new fans come in and are also tumblr users…I wonder what they’d even think of me and my place and takes when it comes to this series… XD (hopefully they’ll be nice to me… XD)

Anyway, I’ve said enough.

Happy Anniversary RainCode!!

☔💜👻🔍

[radaverse]

When is Tower of mistakes gonna be done, I CAN'T WAIT! :3

Huh, looks like it's time for a

VERY IMPORTANT™ TOWER OF MISTAKES UPDATE

And I'm pleased to announce that

THE HIATUS IS OVER!!! (mostly)

So, it's been kind of long since we got the last update, hasn't it? Well, you don't have to continue waiting so much anymore! I've got ideas, motivation and a remake release date!

First, lemme tell you what I've been doing meanwhile.

As many of you know there's a Samurai Jack AU comic on the works as well (Paws of Magic), I've been cooking with my 2 teammates and we're making sure to cook something great! ✨ Then, I heard about this "artfight" thing around tumblr, I checked it out and decided to join! It surely helped me improve my style and my ways of organizing works and schedules.

Now that I'm "free" (back at uni lol. no big deal tho), I can work on things like paws of magic and ofc, the tower of mistakes remake.

I've got some ToM updates:

The hiatus is gonna be over in less of a month. That is

September 6, 2024!

This way the remake's release date matches the original's and the fact that it matches my birthday (I had a feeling ToM could get important so decided to start it on my bday lol, I was kinda right wasn't it? omggg)

The art style gets some REAL changes!

I'm no longer going to use a sketchbook to draw the lineart and then color it digitally. The comic will now be 100% digital! Which means the page formatting and style will get an improvement boost!

Schedule. Schedule...

I used to upload the pages every time I finished one, which led to rushing, hiatus and burnout. I'm not doing that anymore. I'll be working on a bunch of pages/a full chapter beforehand, then batch upload them from each chapter's release date to the last of its pages, 1 page a day. This way you guys don't get extremely long waits and I don't get extreme burnout 😭

So, these are the updates for Tower of Mistakes!

As for the rest of blog, I'll be drawing the ToM pages, doodling random stuff and working on Paws of Magic as well!

And if you realllyyyy can't wait until that day to check ToM stuff, then join the Discord Server! ✨

There you can get new friends (like me ofc vjdfd), get comic emojis, have fun and you might or might not get some comic wips hmmm

This is gonna get wild :)

now a random poll xd

[canirove]

Friends, lovers… and an orange | Chapter 19

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"Congratulations, Maria Grazia. That was beautiful" Mason said.

"Thank you, thank you" she smiled. "Will I be seeing you at tonight's party?"

"I would not miss it for anything in the world."

"Perfect. Now go find Adele and tell her to stop taking photos. Her job is done, she deserves to enjoy some time with her boyfriend."

"I will. Thank you."

"Thank you, Mason" she said, giving him one last hug before moving to talk with other guests.

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"That's enough, Adele. Time for you to be in front of the camera."

"I don't like to be in front of the camera, Rianne."

"You do if it is me the one behind it, tho."

"Mason?" Adele said, slowly turning around.

"Hello, gorgeous" he smiled, his dimple showing.

"He's called her gorgeous. I want a guy to call me that too" one of the other models said behind them.

"What are you doing here?" Adele asked.

"Maria Grazia asked me to come find you to tell you that your job is done and that it is time to enjoy your boyfriend." 

"Addie, if you aren't going to enjoy him, I will" another model said, making everyone laugh.

"You heard her" Mason said. "So put down that camera and let's go have lunch somewhere nice."

"But I…"

"You nothing, Adele" Rianne said. "You are going on a date with your boyfriend. But before that, he is going to take a proper photo of all of us together. The selfies from yesterday don't count."

"Oh my God, a photo taken by Mason Mount!" one of the girls said.

"Look at how excited they are. You can't say no to them" he said, trying really hard not to smile.

"Ok, fine" Adele sighed. "But just one."

"Or two, or three" Rianne smirked, quoting what she had told her the day before and making her laugh once again.

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"Thank you."

"What for?" Mason asked.

"For this. The picnic, the time alone, being away from all the noise… I really needed it after all the chaos from the past few days."

"Anything for you" Mason said, kissing Adele's forehead. 

"Can we stay here and not go back to the city?" 

"We have a party to attend tonight."

"I know. But this place is perfect." 

After the Dior show, they had taken a car and driven outside Paris, a picnic already set and waiting for them in the garden of an old château. Mason had thought about it all beforehand, somehow managing to rent the place just for them.

"It is perfect, isn't it? I came here to shoot an editorial a few months ago and I knew I had to come back and bring you with me."

"Then why do we have to leave?"

"Because if we don't attend that party, Maria Grazia will be very disappointed and Rianne will kill us."

"That's true" Adele chuckled.

"But we'll come back once fashion week is over."

"What?"

"Fancy a whole week here just the two of us?" he smiled.

"I would love that, Mase!" she said, throwing herself at him and hugging him.

"Then it is settled" he laughed. "On one of the nights I think we should dress as a prince and princess and have an over the top dinner. What do you think?"

"That would be amazing! Can I wear a crown too?"

"Whatever the lady wishes."

"Thank you, my prince" Adele giggled. "I love you."

"I love you too" Mason said before kissing her.

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"There they are, the hottest couple in Paris!" Rianne said when Mason and Adele walked into the Dior party. 

"Told you we should have stayed at the château. People weren't yelling at me there" Adele said.

"I wasn't yelling at you. I was yelling about you" Rianne corrected her. "And a château, uh? Well done, Mount."

"Thank you" he smiled. 

"What did you do? Something naughty?" 

"You were right. She is Jourdan but with ginger hair" he laughed.

"Told you" Adele shrugged.

"Jourdan? Who is that?"

"Addie will tell you all about her while I go say hello to some old friends. Is that ok?"

"Yeah, no problem."

"Perfect. I love you" Mason said, giving her a quick peck.

"Love you too."

"Urgh, you two are so… perfect" Rianne said.

"Jealous?" Adele said, arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah, jealous of him. I also want a beautiful and talented girlfriend who looks at me with heart eyes."

"What?" she laughed.

"You are so in love with him it is almost sickening, Adele."

"I… let's go get us some drinks" she said, linking her arm with hers and trying to ignore how hot her cheeks felt. 

“Can I ask you something?” Rianne asked her once they had their drinks and had found a quiet corner to sit down. 

“Of course” Adele said.

“I noticed it yesterday but I didn't want to say anything because we had just met. But now I feel like we already are like sisters from another mister, and that I can ask you about this.”

“Ok” she chuckled.

“Adele… You aren't pregnant, are you?”

“What?” she said, almost choking with her drink.

“I mean, you are drinking alcohol, and last night you did the same. Pregnant women don't do that. And I've been checking you out, and there is no sign of a bump. Either those jeans are amazing, or…”

“I'm not pregnant” she sighed. 

“Wait, really?”

“Yep” Adele nodded.

“Then why is the press and everyone online talking about it? Just this morning I saw an article with some new paparazzi photos that mentioned it.”

“Mason's agency.”

“Oh… Of course. I had forgotten he is with them.”

“Them?”

“They don't have the best reputation, you know? And especially Erin, the big boss. I still haven't heard of anyone who has been with them and has something good to say about her or the way they treat their clients. Myself included.”

“You also worked with them?” 

“I did” Rianne said. “They were my first agency, the one I had when I started modeling.”

“What did they do to you? If you don't mind me asking, of course.”

“I don't mind, don't worry” she smiled. “They basically made me lie about my personal life like it's happening to you and Mason. After I signed with them, I started dating a male model and we became some kind of it couple because he was already known in the business. Then we broke up, I started dating a girl, and they didn't like it.”

“What?” 

“They told me that dating a girl would not benefit my career, and asked me to either break up with her or keep it private. They even suggested that they could ask one of their male models to be seen with me so people would think we were together.”

“No!” Adele gasped, a couple of guests looking their way. 

“Disgusting, I know.”

“What did you do?”

“My girlfriend told me to send to hell, to end the contract. But I didn't know how, and there was a part of me that kept telling me that I couldn't do something like that. After all, I had a career and was where I was thanks to them.”

“They may suck when it comes to their clients personal lives, but they are really good at getting them the best contracts.”

“Exactly” Rianne said. 

“Then how did you end up changing agencies?” Adele asked her.

“I had become good friends with a designer who happened to be named creative director of one of the big brands. Can't tell you which one, tho” she winked, touching the little logo on her shirt. “During the party he threw to celebrate the good news he told me that he wanted to make me his muse, to even give me a beauty contract with the brand. I was obviously ecstatic, you probably know those are the contracts that pay the bills.”

“I do, yeah.”

“Well, while we were talking about it he mentioned setting up a meeting with my agency, and my happy face dropped. He asked me what was going on, and when I told him he had the same reaction you did and said he would take care of it. He made some phone calls, and a few weeks later I had a contract with a new agency.”

“Just like that?”

“Between him, my new agency and myself we had to pay the six months I had left of my old contract, but yeah. So maybe Mason can do the same. Your families definitely have the contacts to do it.”

“I guess, yes” Adele said, biting her lower lip. Her mother and Toni knew basically everyone in the industry, and his dad had deals with really good lawyers. The problem was, the video and the photos. They could still release them as some kind of revenge. “You said you haven't heard good comments about Mason's agency, right? That they have a bad reputation.”

“They do.”

“Do you think… Would people be brave enough to talk about it? To like… make a joint statement against them?”

“Maybe” Rianne said. “But why? What is that pretty head of yours planning?”

“I can't tell you yet, but I promise I'll keep you updated.” 

She had to talk about the idea she had had first with Mason and then with Toni, and anyone could hear them in that party and go tell his agency. But if her plan worked, there would be no more blackmail, no more shame. If it worked, Mason would finally be free.

[celestie0]

HEY ELLIE!!!! i hope your doing well!!! okay so i just read the most recent ihm chapter (which is AMAZING by the way. my jaw was only the floor when gojo tried to kiss the reader) and i saw that u had choso x reader in the tags. is choso just gonna be like the annoying, jealous ex bf that won’t fuck off or is there gonna be more depth between the reader and him?!?! idk i might be looking into this too much but im just so curious!!!!! no pressure to share anything tho 😓 also i’m really curious about ihm gojo’s house. i imagine it being very contemporary with an open floor plan and neutral colors but would love to know your thoughts! i also imagined the town where ihm is set to be a midwest suburb right out side a major city but i know in a recent post you intended for it to be a small town in washington. ive literally never been outside the midwest and have no fucking clue what the west coast is even like 😭. if u have any pictures that u think give off ihm town vibes please share because my brain visuals are lacking LMFAO anyways sending lots of love your way and apologies for this yap sesh!!

hiii darling you are so cute n sweet omg <3

ohhh yes yes choso will definitely have lots of depth too! i think i may have mentioned this before, but i don’t really want there to be any comically “evil” characters in ihm. even the ones that seem most villainous, i will still attempt to put their thoughts n feelings into perspective somehow!

but as for choso n reader, yea i mean obviously what choso did to reader was atrocious, but i think there’s another side to it too, of which i’m sure my readers can kinda guess. a person doesnt just end a six year relationship n then hook up with someone the day after out of nowhere, that typically indicates that they had long since checked out of the relationship, and we’ll get choso’s perspective on that decision

i guess since ihm is a more “adult” romance, there will be lots of candid n mature conversations between the characters, but there will also be a lot of childish drama too BAHAHAH. idk that’s kind of how my adult life has been so far so that’s sort of what i’m trying to emulate! but i’m so glad you asked about that, bc yea i am super excited to bring more nuance to the more “antagonistic” characters in ihm! and also highlight the flaws of the protagonists as well :0

oh yes i totally think ihm gojo’s house is more modern, i think contemporary might be a lil too far, but it’s definitely fresh looking yet still cozy at the same time. also, i think mideastern washington kinda looks a bit like the midwest in some places hahaha, but yes i did try to kind of look at some houses that i think match the ihm town vibe!!

this is kind of a mix of what i picture for the neighborhood:

obviously since it’s washington state there will be gloomy days and lots of fall foliage

and then this is sort of what i picture for interior of gojo’s house:

very bright, sorta modern n newly renovated

this is what i picture for reader’s house:

little bit more dated, older, darker colors!!

and here’s some misc photos of the town:

hope this answers my dear :)

[gorchards]

Time Without Consequence - Yuuta Okkotsu x Reader

Part 1.5 of Love Lines!

word count: 1,851

a/n: Just a little building block/flashback chapter to bridge the gap between Love Lines and the Next one :) Toge is a very very patient friend and I love him for that. Not much of Y/N in actuality, they're mentioned a lot by Yuta tho. ofc <3

Yuta strode his way up to his dorm with a skip in his step- which wasn’t something he normally did, but today? He had seen you. He’d seen you in person for the first time in four years.

As he climbed up the stairs, every moment of your little meet-up replayed in his head. Your laugh echoed in his ears. The look on your face when you handed him your new number burned in his mind. He almost couldn’t believe it. You actually wanted to see him again.

Everything else in his life, even you, had told him that there was no chance you could ever reunite. No chance that he could ever see you again.

Yuta had spent every day since the break-up praying for your return. He would spend so much time just thinking about you- especially when you first broke up. You were all that he could think about.

Well, He had tried to move on from you more than once. He thought that would be the right thing to do- the kind of thing that you would have wanted. But it was an impossible task for him to even attempt. Every time he worked up the nerve to download a dating app or to try and pursue someone in his classes, he just couldn’t ever go through with it. Just when he would think he was ready, something would happen and he would fall right back into the endless memories he kept of you.

Even though his heart was clinging to the string of hope that you would come back (at the very least, as his friend), he didn’t want you to come back and find him just the same as he was before. He feared that you wouldn’t be able to bring yourself to stay if he didn’t take this time to improve. So he had done his best to do better for himself day by day, for both his own happiness and the potential of your return. And that had caused several suitors to become attracted to him- all of whom he would end up turning down.

The first person who expressed interest in him after you had ended surprisingly well, though. Roughly a year after you two had broken up, Toge Inumaki had approached him after a shared class, and invited him to lunch via a piece of notepaper.

Of course, Yuta had agreed! It was exciting, the prospect of a new friend. And it had gone very well, to his utter delight. And so they went out to lunch, again and again.

As the weeks passed, Yuta grew downright giddy about his new friend. Toge Inumaki was selectively mute, but they had managed to communicate over coffees and lunches with a little bit of work from the both of them. It was strange for Yuta to talk so much, but he did his best for the sake of his new friend. In the back of his mind, though, you were ever-present. He often wondered what you might have thought of Toge. He could imagine that you would have shared in his joy over this- that you would have wanted to meet his new friend. He thought they had a lot in common, so perhaps you would have liked him- but not too much, he hoped.

He knew that Toge would have loved you. After all, who wouldn’t? He imagined that if the three of you had had lunch together, it would have been even better than it currently was! You always knew what to say, and how to make just about anyone feel comfortable and included.

He wondered what new people you were meeting, what new friends you had. He wondered what you might be doing with them. It wasn’t hard to picture you surrounded by people who loved and cared about you, and he hoped that he and his new friends could one day be among them. He wanted to make sure you could feel that love.

And then the thought would come that you would never meet each other's friends again.

That you would never celebrate another thing together again.

That he would have to love you in longing for the rest of his life.

It crushed him. Heavy, the thought would weigh on his mind whenever he would meet up with Toge. The thought would linger, and cause him to space out occasionally, to Toge’s concern. Still, it didn’t weird his new friend out enough to scare him away.

One evening, Toge had walked Yuta to the bus. It was just the two of them, so they sat down for a little chat. “Thanks for hanging out with me today, Toge.” He said with a soft smile. “I always have fun with you.”

Toge nodded and began to sign. Yuta had picked up a little bit- trying to learn for his friend.

“You…too?”

Yuta looked up at Toge for approval. To his delight, he was smiling and nodding in approval.

He started smiling even wider. “Hey, I understood that!”

Toge chuckled slightly and patted his shoulder. Again, he signed. “Good job!”

Yuta’s eyes lit up in excitement. “It’s so cool how you can communicate like that. I’ll do my best to catch up with you but…well, you’ve got a pretty serious headstart on me.

Toge took out a notebook and scribbled on it. “It will come with time. But I will always be ahead of you.”

Yuta nodded. “You’re right…but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try.”

Suddenly, Toge shifted his weight slightly and took a deep breath.

“Is…everything okay Toge? You look pretty serious all of the sudden.”

“Read” Toge signed. Then, he handed Yuta a letter.

In confusion, Yuta looked it over. A plain envelope with his name signed on the back.

Immediately, his mind fluttered to you. You had done something similar before, for your one-month anniversary. But the envelope was covered in hearts and stickers- a thought that made him smile even now. So much care and thought had been put into it.

So had Toge, he was sure. Whatever this was though, put a sinking feeling in his stomach. He wasn’t sure why.

Slowly, he opened it.

“Yuta Okkotsu - I have had a wonderful time with you these last few weeks. I admire your ability to try and include me in group discussions, and to converse with me over our meals. You are an amazing person, and I am happy to have become your friend.”

This made Yuta smile ear to ear. Short, but sweet in an upfront way. He appreciated the praise, but really he should be thanking Toge for helping him ease back into socializing.

Ah, but there was more.

“However, I must be upfront and honest with you. You see, the reason I was originally drawn to you is that I find you quite cute.” Oh?

“And I would like to ask how you would feel about going on a date.”

Oh.

Yuta’s smile cracked awkwardly. “Uhm…”

Toge tilted his head, eagerly waiting for a response.

“Toge, I’m sorry but…Well, I’m just…I’m not ready to date again. I’m sorry but…I have to turn you down.” With sweaty palms, he handed back the letter.

Toge was quiet for a moment, looking down at the ground.

Yuta could feel it. This would be the end. That’s how it was, in his experience. Once you had broken up with him, you couldn’t stand to even be around him anymore (at least, so he thought.), and had left him. Now that he had turned down Toge, he was sure that he would leave too.

“Again?” Toge signed.

“What?” Yuta said, snapping out of his thoughts.

Toge took the back of the envelope and wrote on it. “You said again. You’ve dated before? You don’t give off that impression.”

Yuta had to laugh a little bit. It’s not like he wasn’t right. “...I used to date this girl in high school. Her name was Y/N L/N and…well, she was my best friend.”

Yuta went on and on about you. How kind you were, how beautiful you were. Endlessly talking about the little moments he had with you that he treasured dearly, starting from the moment you first met as kids. Getting stuck in a tree together, birthday parties, your awkward middle school years. Your confession, your first date, dancing in the rain, lending you his sweaters. He couldn’t help himself. He had talked so much that they had both missed the bus without realizing it.

As cringeworthy as he initially found it, the more that Yuta talked, the more that even Toge found it oddly sweet. He got the feeling that you two would either find your way back together in some mushy gushy reunion, or you might have ruined Yuta for any other potential partner.

So three years later, when Yuta burst through the door of their apartment with the brightest smile he had ever seen on the man, Toge had a feeling that he knew what it was about.

Toge snapped twice to get his attention. “You look happy.” He said.

Yuta flushed. “I do?” Well, he shouldn’t have been so surprised. The joy of reuniting with you would of course be felt vibrating off of him like heat radiates from a fire. You were the love of his life in every way that someone could be.

“Did something good happen?” Toge asked.

“Well…” He scratched the back of his neck, unable to hide the pure joy that was pouring out of him. “Do you remember Y/N?”

“Your ex, Y/N?” He replied with a sigh, giving Yuta a look.

“Uhm…Well. We kind of ran into each other today…and she wants to see me again.”

Toge pursed his lips with a nod, and sat up in his seat. He patted the spot next to him, and Yuta complied quickly. Then, Toge grabbed his friend's shoulders. “Under absolutely NO circumstances will you text her without me reading it over first.”

Yuta laughed nervously, feeling Toge’s intense stare barrel into him.

“I’m serious. If I have to hear you talk about Y/N in the past tense for the next fifty years you WILL regret it.” Somehow, over the last few years, Yuta had never once shown even an ounce of resentment toward you. And Toge would always be the one to hear about it whenever the grief of missing you became too much. He didn’t want to make Yuta feel bad for his emotions, but… he didn’t feel he could react so empathetically for much longer.

“Okay, okay! Message received! But…well, I was going to ask for your help anyway. You always know what to say and I…I really don’t want to mess this up.” He said, slumping down in his spot on the little couch. “I…I’ve missed her so much, Toge. You have no idea how happy I am right now.”

Toge cracked a little smile. “...Well, I am happy for you regardless. Tell me about it. I’m all ears.”

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[wikiangela]

fuck it friday

tagged by @daffi-990 @giddyupbuck @spotsandsocks

hi!! i'm back lol - well, the craziness at work is done and I'm slowly getting back to writing bc I haven't written in like a week and it's killing me lol (this is gonna sound dramatic but I literally don't feel like myself if I don't write for too long haha) I don't have anything new to share rn, but I figured since it's already december and since some of y'all are sharing Christmas fics, and knowing I likely won't write one this year, I'm gonna shamelessly plug my holiday fake dating fic with 4 Christmases and 6 Christmas chapters actually 😂 (Christmas was a very important time for Buck and Eddie's relationship in this lol) - there's obvi more holidays in this but anyway, here's a snippet of their first Christmas together also, it's been a year since I posted the first chapter and I'm feeling nostalgic lol, this fic is my baby and I love it so much (tho there's so many things I'd change now lol)

[read on Ao3]

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Turns out, Buck is very much serious about the whole thing, and Christopher finds it hilarious and is eager to play along. Eddie doesn’t have valid arguments not to do it, and it’s not like he doesn’t want to. After another snide comment when talking to his parents, he made his decision. And he already felt this exciting feeling of satisfaction when he told them he’d be bringing someone for Christmas this year – miraculously, Buck and Eddie don’t work on Christmas, and they took an additional day off, so their schedules allow for a three-day trip to Texas. 

So now, it’s Christmas Eve and they’re on their way from the airport to Eddie’s childhood home, and he’s nervous, doubts just starting to seep in. What on earth possessed him to do this? He can’t lie to his family. He can’t pretend to be in love with Buck. What if he really does fall in love with him? What if everything goes to shit? He’s watched enough movies to know it’s a bad idea, but he couldn’t and still can’t bring himself to stop it.

“So.” Eddie says, his voice shaking slightly, as they sit in a cab. “We’re doing this.”

“Yep.” he can hear Buck grin next to him. “Unless you still wanna back out?” he adds quickly. They could still say Buck’s just a friend. No big deal. But Eddie does have this petty desire to stir something up, and this seems perfect. 

“No. It’ll be fine.” he smiles at Buck, and then feels hot when Buck grabs his hand and interlaces their fingers, winking at him. Christopher laughs.

“You’d make a great couple.” he comments. He’s been unusually happy about all of this. He also asked Eddie a few days ago if Eddie loves Buck, which prompted a conversation, but he thinks Chris knows what’s going on now. Eddie doesn’t really know what to think about that.

“Thanks, buddy.” Buck responds excitedly, squeezing Eddie’s hand, and he can’t contain a smile. If not anything else, at least all three of them are going to have a lot of fun.

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[cruyuu]

OK so it wasn't just me who thought that Yuuji and Sukuna went on a hiking date

Im sorry but if Yuuji was a girl (or Sukuna) this would be 100% considered romantic and atp im rolling with love

These two idiots will be the end of me i swear LOL

Hii anon!

You're not alone! That chapter lowkey read like a date and like Yuuji really wanted to change his mind before the end and also get to know him more, learn more about him while baring parts of himself he never bared to anyone else (like sheesh... that's pretty deep). He was hoping for an equal exchange (I bare out my heart, you bare yours) but Sukuna wasn't giving anything (even him recognizing hydrangeas got brushed off as Megumi's memory... why is he so afraid of admitting he likes flowers smh)

It's really funny because with them every single thing works somehow? Like there's a solid basis for every interpertation regarding their relationship. Do you see them as enemies? Do you see them as reluctant friends? Do you see them as soulmates? Do you see them as two parts of a single soul? Do you see them as each other's curse? As each other's salvation? Platonically or romantically? Do you see them as lovers? Do you see them as reincarnated uncle and nephew? Do you see them as ??? aka "I don't even know"? All of those are correct interpretations because the ground work to cover all those explanations exists. That's why they're like crack cocaine to me. They are many things in a single package. Mirrors. Foils. Twins. Equals. Opposites.

Objectively— it's true that Yuuji chased Sukuna around, trapped him (frantically) in a domain so he could parade him around his hometown and get them to hang around (while Sukuna, unnaturally, obliged). It's true that Sukuna, no matter how much he claims he doesn't care, cares about him in a weird way. It's clear because he acts a lot more differently with Yuuji than he does with the rest (plus him being the only human for Sukuna who's different than the rest... you already know what canon said lol. I'll get carried away). It's undeniable that there's something very special between them. That's canon! So seeing chapter 265 as awfully romantic isn't a bad interpretation. Their relationship is just... undefined. They're weird and tied to each other, in a love-hate relationship <3

Now personally, I see them in many different aspects. I love them as a ship, platonically, romantically, as die hard enemies or whatever. Their dynamic is the highlight of jjk for me because nobody does it like them. Their chemistry is off the charts and they match each other even if they're so different from each other. Idk I'm insane.

Im sorry but if Yuuji was a girl (or Sukuna) this would be 100% considered romantic and atp im rolling with love

Well, they are a bit iffy to ship to a lot of ppl because Yuuji's a minor (even tho he lived through hell and back at just fifteen and is more mature than actual adults in this manga) and because of reincarnated incest (uncle and nephew) which is invalid if you apply the logic of reincarnation– Yuuji doesn't have Sukuna's twin brother's soul, after all, (He's a completely different one. Biology doesn't equate soul sharing lol.) so it's not just about heteronomativity. After all, people have latched onto other m/m ships without problems but consider these two not shippable even if canon ties them together again and again and they embody good tropes and their relationship is 101 how you can write some damn good tragedies or redemption arcs (because their dynamic and them as characters just work so well together that it's insane).

As somebody who really doesn't care about all the problems this ship carries (because I see them as characters in a fictional world), all of that is irrelevant to me because I, like you, am rolling around in love and screaming into the void because Gege finally brought them together again. That was all that mattered to me! Now I'm excited for what's to come and am really curious how jjk will end.

They'll be the death of me as well. I'll miss them a lot once jjk ends :( Thank you for the ask!

[givethemsmut]

The Pack | Chapter Five

Characters: Dylan O’Brien, fem!reader

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien, Dylan x You

With our first date and sex twice under our belt I unlocked my front door knowing my Dad wasn’t home. I had every bad intention as Dylan’s hand laced with mine.

Our house was big but modest, clean, tidy, you could say unlived in. Skipping the tour and immediately showed him my bedroom, leaving him at the threshold of my door. Putting my bag and my jacket down I slipped out of my converse.

Out hungry eyes locked and I could feel every way we wanted round three tickle my body.

Walking into me until my ass hit the edge of my bed, Dylan was leaning over me with his head dipped low enough for our mouths to collide. Our kisses got more intense before he pulled away, whispering, “condom?”

And I shook my head no unable to string letters together with Dylan’s hands roaming my body. Our tongues touched again, “Hey, hey, I need a condom baby. I haven’t relieved myself in awhile…”

I forced myself to whisper back, “My dad’s bathroom maybe.”

He spring up excited, “Where am I going?” I pointed to across the hallways and he left quickly. I took the time to undress myself, both my pants and shirt. I left my undergarments to keep myself covered even tho there wasn’t much material on either. Dylan brought the whole hand full back and I laughed, “We might need them all.”

A boy in my room, the door closed and these undeniable feelings reminded me of Brody while he raided my Dad’s bathroom for condoms. Wrong house but right memories.

At my dad’s it was less artistic and rustic, it was more clean and modern. My sophomore year started off here so there was still plenty of memories exactly ones like this.

P A S T

I rebelled after my mom pasted away. All the ways my friends teased me for being a prude, sober, controlled faded away. Brody was two years ahead of me and was in college when I was finishing high school. My dad had to go out of town to shoot on location in Vegas so Brody invited me to his fraternities annual Date Dash on campus.

Accepting, I gave him a hard time for whatever lame ass thing he did. The frat was judging every move he made as a new pledge, I could feel their eyes on me. Lately, it had been because my mom died and no one knew what to say to me. Instead they would stare.

The house didn’t smell and wasn’t dirty like movies portrayed. Brody showed me around and introduced me to all his brothers before he handed me a cup of vodka and soda.

Two cups later I pulled Brody into the bathroom with me as I sat on the sink pulling him between my legs. He could tell I was drunk as he stayed very stoic. I whispered into his neck, “Fuck me already.”

He drank the rest of His contains in the red solo cup than created distance between us before he said, “You’re drunk, babe. Just try to relax and have fun.” In retrospect I understand he was giving me time to heal but I was reckless then.

Angry, I pushed him away further away as I socialized at the party. One of the brothers, must have been respected and took a liking to me when the eyes finally peeled away like he won the prize.

His hand on my ass he led me to a library where a few scattered brothers were hanging out. Almost hiding. There was a pool table and mini bar in the corner of the room. I swayed to the music as he leaned against the table. kissing my neck just once his husky voice gave me goosebumps, “Take off your top.”

I felt beyond drunk and I wanted to hurt myself to match the pain of losing my mom so I listened. I peeled my tank top off and exposed my white see through bra as I danced against him lap. His hands touched my waist, my legs covered in my black tights and his lips grazed my neck. He asked me, “I saw you with Brody earlier. Do you go here?”

Turning to face him I tossed out a simple response, “Nope.”

His brothers were watching me sway my hips between his legs hoping he’d share. He started to ask another question but all I felt was Brody’s arm pulling me away from the fun. Down the hallway he stopped pushing me roughly against the wall, clearly angry, “What the fuck are you doing?!”

He quickly took off his letterman jacket and forced my body to hide inside.

I bit my lips, “Jealous?”

His hand was on the wall behind me and he leaned in, “Don’t. You’re being reckless. I get why but slow down before you regret shit.”

I shouted back to him, “Regret What? I don’t do anything Brody! I was the perfect kid because she was sick and didn’t need the stress! You’ve wanted to fuck me since high school and when I finally open up my legs you reject me.”

Brody got close to my face, “You wanna have fun? Open your mouth.”

I opened my mouth for Brody to pull out a breath mint and place it on my tongue. He whispered into my ear, “Happy? You’re gonna be high in 10 minuets. Let’s get out of here before you start rapping my brothers.”

He drove back to my dads and we ended up in my room. I laid down watching Brody carefully get undressed and putting his clothes on the chair at my desk. I let his letterman jacket slide off my arms and I started to roll down my tights from under my skirt.

“What are you doing?”

I giggled, high at this point, “Is that a fetish of yours? Tights?”

He kneeled over my body pushing me back while kissing me before he pulled away just enough to say, “You’re so high right now. I can’t take your virginity like that.”

Kissing his neck, dragging my lips as I spoke, “Can’t you make an exception? Pretty please…”

Brody took off his shirt between our bodies, “Where’s that box? Under the bed?” I shook my head yes to the box of condoms, a vibrator and other toys I had hidden away.

He reached for the box as I unzipped my leather skirt and laid back down in my see through bra and panties. He kissed me again, our lips colliding and our hands touching what we could reach. I undid his pants and his big hand gripped mine, stopping me.

I saw the vibrator in his hand turn on to a low hum as he said, “Open these legs baby.”

I opened them as the distance between us left a gap for him to push the toy against my panties. I moaned against his chest whispering, “I don’t want a toy. I want you Brody. Please.”

I was begging as the small gasps left my mouth. He put down the toy to pull my panties down between us. I saw his hands adjust himself through his pants before he kissed my lips again.

He was hurting, controlling himself and his fragile ego that refused to be rejected again.

Feeling the toy push inside me – cold and hard. His body between my legs pushed back to see the toy fuck me as my hips moved to meet the pushes. I begged some more until he took his pants off and got between my legs.

Warm tongues tangling and hungry. I whispered against his lips, “I’m wet enough baby. Please.”

His hips continued to push against mine, humping with his underwear on, “Relax baby. There’s time.

Pushing him down straddling his bulge and ride his lap, “I wanna ride it Brody. Just like this.”

His hands grabbed my hips and kept my hips riding him, “Just like that baby.”

I stopped, burying my hand in his boxer briefs and fishing every hard inch out without him stopping me. I let it lay against my stomach, that’s how hard he was and I kept riding him except this time my wet pussy would glide against me.

I continued to moan as my hips rode him and I stopped again pushing his penis down so I could sit on him. He felt my clit on his tip pushed me down getting between my legs, “Do you know how hard it is to reject you right now? You’re high, drunk and you know… hurting. Not now. Okay?”

I couldn’t believe the guy who has pushed for sex since I was a freshman, the guy who filmed us fooling around and sent it out to our whole school to see he was getting some, didn’t want to have sex with me.

How mortifying to keep suffering loses.

I looked at him, no longer taking no as an answer, “You owe me, Mister I went off to college while I got slut shamed for that video you put out. It only stopped because my mom died.”

His head dropped and his forehead was against my skin as he mumbled, “I told you I took care of that. That was so long ago.”

I kissed his chest slowly, almost begging him, “Besides you can’t be the only guy in the frat not getting any.”

P R E S E N T

Dylan crawled onto the bed getting comfortable between my legs kissing me again. Enough to make my head-spin. When I felt his hand touch my panties and I jumped a little, “Hey, it’s okay. It’s just me.”

He took my hand and placed my own hand on his hand on, allowing me to explore himself. “You haven’t explored. The last two times was just straight sex. I want you to see what I’m gonna put between your legs.”

I unzipped the zipper on his pants and undid the belt, gently and slowly, pulling his underwear down letting his cock fall out. I looked up and he was biting his lip as he watched.

Stroking it a few times watching his face turn from pleasure to ecstasy as I lowered my lips to the tip of him. Pushing my lips down I felt his thickness bully my mouth into opening wider.

He was trying not to moan too much when I glanced up at his tortured features forcing him to bite his own lip.

“God I love your mouth but I don’t wanna cum yet,” his husky voice was out of breath when I felt his hands urge me to stand up. Dragging my panties down off my legs, his lips kissed my thighs, worshipping every inch of me.

“I found your spot. Right here.”

His lips kissed closer to my pussy, right inside my thigh when I felt the butterflies turn into paperweights inside of me.

“What are you doing?” I knew but I was sure I was comfortable with it.

Standing up he leaned over me, kissing my chest. “I was gonna lick your clit but if you aren’t comfortable I won’t.”

Every dirty word only made the mess between my legs worse. “I’m too wet…” I had no excuse that made sense when those words slipped from my mouth.

“Too wet?” He smirked in a devilish way, “I love how wet you get for me.”

Laying back, Dylan’s tongue slipped against my slip sending my head back and my back to curve. Suckling my clit, I couldn’t help but moan and my hips lost control even with his hands pinning me down.

Dylan pulled away just enough to pull his shirt off and push his pants the rest of the way down. Scooping my bra off I let him look me over. Our eyes met before we kissed again, something about him was innocent, pure like I could trust him.

He kept kissing me, crawling on the bed, as he settled between my legs. Pinning my knee to his hip he slipped the condom on himself. Hovering over me before I felt him push inside me, stretching and filling me so much I felt light headed.

He let out a deep relieving sound followed by a small fuck under his breath that I hung to. I was melting against him in every way. My eyes closed the whole time until he whispered, “Hey, you okay?”

Peeling my eyes open I whispered against his lips, “Is it always suppose to be like this?”

Dylan kept pushing, laughing and smirking, “Suppose to be… fuck… but we’re puzzles. Sometimes people don’t fit like us.”

I was shaking and I could feel it building inside me. “Dylan, I’m gonna cum omg.”

“Come for me, baby.”

I could feel him breathing heavily against me and my legs shaking as I came all over him. The second I felt his hand hold my hips down against his mattress he came inside me.

I could feel the warmth rush inside me, coating my walls and my lungs finally exhale. Dragging his lips against me as he showered me in his recovering breath.

The best moment was followed by a protective parent who never knocked because there was no reason to. My door creaked open while he looked down at his phone, “Hey, hon, you awake? I’m back.”

I was mortified beyond belief while my dad kept standing there staring at Dylan. “Dylan. Don’t you have work tomorrow? Are you prepared?”

Neither of us could move without being exposed. “Dad! Get out! Both naked!”

He slowly left with the door cracked like it would stop any funny business. Dylan died laughing, “Am I prepared?” He couldn’t help but crack up in-between words. “Your dad is funny.” He grabbed my hand, “Hey. You wanna come to set tomorrow? Keep me company between scenes?”

I smiled, smitten with him, “Sure, I’d love to. Stay the night? My bed is big enough. I’ll lock my door.”

He pulled on his boxer briefs and got comfortable stealing my remote for the tv. I laughed before sneaking down stairs to grab us snacks. My dad was in the kitchen, having take out, “Thanks for the warning kid.”

I bit down on my smile, embarrassed too, “I thought you had a meeting.”

He stood up, “Then it ended. He left already?”

I shook my head, “He’s gonna stay over. I’m gonna go with him tomorrow. He says it’s a big day.”

My dad looked through his bag handing me a copy of the episode script, “Sure are, it’s huge for him and the character. Emotional scenes. Don’t distract him. Give him the damn script. I know he isn’t ready.”

I was curious so I peaked before bringing the snacks back. He basically goes crazy in the show. I couldn’t imagine, he’s so funny and bright. I wasn’t even convinced he could be mean or crazy. I arrived back at my room with tons of snacks and handed him the script, “Did you read it?”

I shook my head getting comfy, “Seems intense. Nervous?”

He thumbed through the pages, “Nah. I got this. Just wanna be sure I hit my marks, I move around a lot and it annoys your Dad actually.”

I read the script dirtying down to a steamy scene, “Steamy. A sex scenes?”

He looked at it again, “That’s kissing. I told them no sex scenes. I refused.” After he had it in his hands he paced, reading to himself but making gestures like learning a dance.

It was almost ten PM so I put on Gilmore Girls, one of my favorite shows while he paced. Finally, fourth-five minuets later I offered to read with him. “Really? You would?”

I took the script from him, “Who am I reading? Lydia?”

[amethystfairy1]

hi I'm back again already lol, bc u really ought to know all the great things about ttsbc that I was too lazy to write out last time lmao.

Also! totally fine that ur not doing skizzpulse, you should write what inspires/motivates you (personally very motivated by them xD I've written ~90k words of skizzpulse myself rip)

Anyways, good things! You! you're the good things! I honestly can't remember when I last sent an ask in for the lil guys, so I'm just gonna say something I loved about each of their recent arcs.

First, Treebark. There's been so many identity reveals but I think this has been my favorite thus far. Ren going all protective boyfriend and fighting over Martyn was SO GOOD, plus soft kisses and they can just hold hands now without Ren being afraid he'll figure it out. Also loved Martyn seducing his entire family while being terrified out of his mind by big dog people with knives, like, I'd be a little out of it too. but the fam doesn't even notice but Ren did and is all supportive and comforts him, offers to take him home. I love how well they can read each other, like they're just in tune. they're soulmates, your honor. and, AND this means we can have double dates where they all know now! so excited :)))))

Zedango. this is what started me reading your stuff (the first fic I ever wrote was actually my own tt zedango ficlet, btw. that feels like an eternity ago now) I love how they've simultaneously progressed and devolved into slightly unhealthy relationship territory. something about not everything being perfect all the time just adds so much depth and realism to their relationship, as well as keeping the plot tense without feeling like you're making up problems just to have something to write about. AND THEN Tango doing the blazeborn courtship rituals was just so aaaaaaaa (THEY"RE SO ADORBSABLEEE) Tango setting aside his disgust with his claws to take care of Zed even tho its uncomfortable for him, and then Zed recognizing that and having all the warm fuzzy fondness for his bf was so sweet. Doc's notes about the rituals were on point, with how he reassures Tango that they're normal, healthy things and saying he's always open to having a conversation about it. (tho, i doubt Tango's ever taken him up on that offer lmao)

The other fic that's been in my head is ur most recent one, Handshakes and Headaches. I highly doubt we'll get a cub reveal in this next chapter, but ig we'll see soon enough. I loved how Cub just knew instantly that Grian was a hybrid and was just going in spirals putting it together that he was cuteguy, then him coming to the wrong conclusion about whether Scar knew, too, was just perfect. Tho, if he did think Scar knew and was cool with it, I wonder what he'd do first? Tell Scar his own secret, guess Grian's secret in front of them? I feel like he would think the safe thing would be to confront Scar about Grian being Cuteguy, and then if/when Scar admits it and says he's cool with it, Cub would feel safe(r) revealing his own identity. Maybe not right away, but sometime. Also, that would mean everyone in Hot Cave knows about hybrids and undercity, so he wouldn't have to glamor while he works (tho, that would also require revealing to Zed... they don't seem super close, but it's kinda obvious that Zed's chill w/ the undercity people, considering he's dating Tango and Cub knows that).

Also! now that Hypno knows G and Scar are safe, I really wanna see him revealing to Scar and Scar being all supportive and stuff :)))) Hypno wasn't someone I knew I needed in this world, but I'd die for him now. (ALSO the casual mention that his scales are dry and flaky rather than smooth and taken care of??? Hello?????? Someone get him some proper self-care ASAP, maybe take him swimming at a private pool or something idk. I feel like the moment Scar knows, he's going to be on it with the cookies and love and support. so excited hehehe)

anyways, I'm probably forgetting something, but whatever. I'll be back with more art soon (maybe I draw Hypno, since I've never done that before and electric eel hybrid sounds cool. Actually, I've decided, I'm gonna do it now. remind me what that looks like pls? or I go reread, whichever happens faster lol)

Ok that's all, have a good day!

I LOVE THE RAMBLESSSSS

Petition to get Hypno a private pool 😆

I'm so glad you love the slightly unhealthy but also very loving Zedango situation we have going on!

I LOVED YOUR TT ZEDANGO FIC! I'M STILL WAITING FOR THE SEQUEL!!!! 😭 /j you don't have to write one if you don't wanna BUT KNOW THAT I LOVED IT!

Ren being a protective boyfriend is all I need sometimes! It's just good fun! Thank you so much for telling all about everything!!!

I would actually LOVE to see how you would design Hypno if you do feel like drawing him! That sounds amazing! Electric Eel hybrid time!!!! 💖

[matty-bear]

II. Is It a Crush or Attraction? [N.S]

Type: Chapter two of The Influencer series

Pairing: Nick Sturniolo x Male!OC

Warnings: SFW, fluffy

Summary: Nick replies to Finn’s message and they set up a date to hangout. The day finally comes and Nick tells Matt about his feelings for Finn. He tells the younger that he will take the hangout as an opportunity to get to know the guy before he decides on if he has a crush on him or if it’s just an attraction. 

Notes: I need to get better at writing summaries… Anyways, hope you guys enjoy this chapter! :DD

Text color guide! Purple: Nick, Blue: Finn

WC: 3475

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Finn: I know this might sound really sudden but would you be up to hanging out sometime? 

When Nick reads over the message, his jaw drops and his phone slips out of his hand and falls onto his thigh. He had to take a minute to register what just happened and to figure out a reply in his head before he picked his cell phone back up. He lets out an anxious exhale as he unlocks his phone and opens up Finn’s message. His thumbs twirl around the keyboard rather nervously before he finally types out a response. 

Nick: I’d totally be up to hanging out! What should we do? 

The moment the male hits send, he sets his phone face-down on his blanket and covers his face. A small “fucking hell” escapes his lips before another ding startles him. He slowly removes his hands from his face and picks his phone back up, his eyes widening when his eyes skin over Finn’s response. 

Finn: Are you a fan of shopping by any chance? 

A huge smile spreads across Nick’s lips as he opens the message again, his thumbs rapidly typing a response. 

Nick: I LOVE going shopping 

Finn: Perfect! :D I know a few thrift stores that hold some pretty good clothes if you’re up to joining me! We can stop by some well known shops as well if you don’t find anything. 

Nick: I’d love to go with you! When would you like to go? 

Finn: Does Thursday work for you? 

Nick: Yup :D 

Finn: Sweet! You mind if I pick you up at your place? 

Nick: I don’t mind that at all

Finn: Could you send me your address so I don’t show up at a rando’s house? 

Nick: Of course! It’s ________

Finn: Dude you live like 10 minutes away from me

Nick: No

Finn: Yea I’m at ________

Nick: Holy fuck- I can basically walk to yours if I need to 

Finn: Yea you def could! I’ll still pick you up tho. Don’t want you wasting your energy on a lil walk. Anyways, I’ll see you Thursday? 

Nick: Definitely :D

Finn: :DD 

Once Nick hearts Finn’s final message, a few giggles escape his lips as a soft shade of blush dusts over his cheeks. The male couldn't believe that he just made plans with a guy that he met at an INFLUENCER party. And he likes shopping? God, he was so excited.

The red-head turns his phone off and plugs it back in before setting it back on his nightstand. He finds himself slipping further under his covers, the movie still playing on the television being long forgotten as a large, dorky smile stays glued onto his lips. 

Nick hasn’t felt like this for anymore before. I mean, sure he did have like one or two crushes before but that was back in grade school. Part of him was surprised that Finn had such a large effect on him in such a short amount of time and the other part was shocked that he exchanged numbers with him.

The only thing the guy did was help him out with making drinks because he had no clue what he was doing and now he had this warm feeling in his chest. Nick did find the male attractive. VERY attractive even. I mean, why wouldn’t he? He could only imagine how he would look in broad daylight considering how he couldn’t get the best look of him at the party due to all the dark lights. 

As Nick rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, he pondered about whether or not his attraction to Finn was something more. Attractions and crushes were very different in his opinion. Like he finds many people attractive (both male and female) but he wouldn’t say that he has crushes on them. Crushes are something that get you giddy. They make your heart beat out of your chest every time you have an interaction with the person. 

Wait. He felt giddy once he stopped texting Finn... And he felt his heart doing flips when he was face to face with him at the party…

A heavy sigh escapes Nick's lips as he smacks both hands over his face, a groan following shortly after. It was a little too soon to label this  whole predicament a ‘crush’ but a small part of the male knew that he had one. He knew he had to get to know Finn more before he could officially say he has a crush on him. He could’ve been putting up a front at the party for all he knows! People put on fronts at parties right? Or maybe he wanted to save Nick from embarrassing himself further by helping him out get the drinks. 

The millions of questions that flooded Nick’s mind started to give him a headache. So, to spare his thoughts from further spiraling out of control, the male turned onto his side and moved his pillow to the side of the bed. He proceeded to lay diagonally so he could continue to watch Edward Scissorhands on his television. Edward Scissorhands ALWAYS helped calm his nerves when he was in a predicament so why wouldn’t it help right now?

Nick allowed himself to be fully engrossed in the film for the next 30 minutes. He battled the tiredness that was threatening to force his eyelids shut, but he tapped his cheek lightly every so often to snap out of it. This obviously didn’t work and he ended up falling into a deep slumber, the recurring memories of Finn overtaking his mind as he dreamt. 

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Two days passed by like a flash. It was finally Thursday and Nick couldn’t help the giddiness overtaking him when he saw a text from Finn asking if he was still good for the hangout. After texting him a quick response, he spent a good portion of his morning flipping through his closet trying figuring out what to wear.

After finally settling on an outfit, Nick set it aside and exited his room to go downstairs. The moment he stepped foot in the kitchen, his eyes landed on Matt who was sitting at the island. The latter, feeling that someone was staring at him, tore his focus away from his phone to look up at the older. 

“You seem like you’re in a good mood again.” Matt says, watching with a curious gaze as the red-head approaches their fridge. 

“I am.” Nick replies, the cold air from the appliance sending a chill down his spine the second he opens it. 

“Care to share why?”

“Nope.” Matt rolls his eyes as Nick takes out the milk and sets it on the counter. The male reaches up to open the cupboard and takes out a small bowl and a box of cereal. He gently sets both items down and shuts the cupboard before quickly preparing his breakfast. Once the task is done, he grabs a spoon and takes a seat across from Matt on the island.

The latter watches with narrowed eyes as the older whips out his phone and eats his cereal, the same dorky smile on his lips that he had when he entered the kitchen not faltering. At the sound of footsteps emitting from the stairs, Matt turns his head towards the sound, a small smile spreading on his lips when a familiar figure appears from the staircase. 

“Nicks being weird again.” Matt states as Chris walks into the kitchen. The latter looks over at Nick at Matt’s statement, his eyes narrowing as he stares at him. 

“You got something to tell us, Nick?” Chris asks, walking over to the older and landing a few pokes on his bicep. The red-head smacks the younger’s hand away with the shake of his head and returns back to his cellphone. Before Chris walks over to the fridge, a text message coming down from the top of Nick’s screen catches his eye.

The moment he reads the name ‘Finn,’ he was close to calling the older out; however he keeps his mouth shut and continued on his short venture to the fridge. As much as he wanted to continue his teasing,  he knew he would have the chance to when the older fessed up. 

A few minutes passed and all three brothers remained in the kitchen. None of them said a word to each other as they kept to their cell phones, the presence of one another being enough to keep them entertained. That was until the sound of a chair scraping against the tile startled Matt and Chris. Both males look up abruptly to see Nick set his bowl in the sink and walk to his staircase, his eyes staying glued to his phone as he types a few things on his screen. After a moment of standing in front of his staircase, Nick finally ascended the steps. 

“You gonna go snoop later or what?” Matt asks while nudging Chris’ shoulder once the older was out of sight. 

“You go do it. He’s more likely to tell you something than me. Especially if it’s about who I think it is.” Chris replies, his gaze falling back on the phone in his hand. 

“What? Did I miss something else?” 

“No, you didn’t. Just go up there later, beat around the bush, and tell me what happens.” 

“Okay...” 

~~~~~~~~~~~ 

The soft voice of Melanie Martinez bounces around the walls of Nick’s bedroom as he gets dressed for the hangout with Finn. He quietly sings along to ‘Orange Juice’ as he looks at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes scanning his face and hair for a moment. He ruffles his hair with his hand a few times to add more volume to the mop of red hair atop his head before he exits his bathroom.

He makes a beeline to his desk and picks up his phone to check the time. 3:13 PM appears in big, white letters on his lock screen before he nods his head and shuts his phone back off. He has about 22 minutes before Finn shows up. 

Nick makes his way over to his closet to grab his shoes and slip them on, his tall frame bending down slightly to adjust the tongue that’s scrunched up under the laces. The moment he stands back up, the sound of his door creeping open alarms him. He turns his head around towards the sound and his eyes immediately roll in annoyance. 

“What do you want, Matt?” Nick asks, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he walks by him. 

“Woah, chill out. No need to give me an attitude.” Matt mumbles while slipping further into the room. He curiously eyes the older’s tall frame as he digs into his box of jewelry before he speaks up again. “Where are you going?” 

“One of my friends asked to hangout today.” The older replies simply as he picks up a necklace and earrings.

“Who? Madi?” 

“Nope.”

“Then who?” 

“Why are you being so nosy, Matt?”

“Why are you being so secretive?” An exasperated sigh escapes Nick’s lips as turns around to face the younger. He bites down onto his bottom lip as he takes in the male’s curious expression. 

“Promise not to tell Chris?” Matt forces his lips together and looks around the room for a moment before he nods his head. “I’m going out with the guy I met at the party. Well… not going out but just hanging out.” 

“Really? Never thought you’d be willing to hang out with someone that quickly.” Matt watches as a soft shade of red brushes over Nick’s cheeks as he raises a hand to rub his nape. A smile begins to spread across the younger’s lips as the wheels in his head begin to turn. “Do you like him, Nick?”

Nick falls silent for a moment, his face heating up in an instant, before he clears his throat and speaks up. “I don't know yet.” He slowly begins as he turns back around to grab the earrings he put aside moments before. “I don’t wanna put a label on it yet since I’m a little scared.” 

“Is this hangout gonna give you the opportunity to get to know him before you put that label on it?” Matt asks as he takes a seat down on the older’s bed. He watches as Nick gently nods his head. 

“Yeah, you know I don't wanna get into all that lovey-dovey stuff until I know the person.” 

“Oh, I know.” A few moments of silence pass by before Matt speaks up again. “So what happened between you two at the party? I know Chris was up your ass the entire night but I wanna know what actually went down.” 

“Basically I was just staring at all the drinks like a total idiot and he scared the shit out of me when he came up to me and asked if I needed help. When I turned around I literally looked the guy up and down MULTIPLE times. He’s attractive as hell, Matt. Like he has dark blue hair, has his ear pierced, had this cool ass blue and black striped and ripped sweater that complimented his hair perfectly, black jeans that had the perfect amount of bag to them, and Doc Martens. I think he has tattoos as well but I couldn’t really tell because the lights were literally blinding me.” As Nick continues to ramble about Finn, Matt can’t help but smile widely at the older. He hasn’t seen his brother gush this much about someone in YEARS. So to see him get flustered and ramble about this guy was very endearing to see. 

“Wait just a minute.” Matt starts, holding up a single hand to calm the giddy male in front of him. “I need a name, Nick.” 

“Oh, right! His name is Finn! You know, like Finn Wolfhard who played Mike in Stranger Things. Well he’s not THE Finn Wolfhard but you know.” Nick replies with a small smile.

“No, I get you. So, where are y’all gonna go? It’s just you two right?” When Nick nods his head rapidly, a soft chuckle escapes Matt’s lips before he continues, “Do you need a ride there?” 

“Nope! Finn said he was gonna pick me up. Did you know that he literally lives ten fucking minutes away from here?”

“No, I did not.”

“Well, now you do. I could literally walk to his place whenever I wanna see him and he could do the same! I obviously wouldn't walk to his house at night because I’m terrified of walking alone at night but you know where I’m going.” 

“Yeah.” A little chuckle escapes Matt’s lips as Nick clips a star necklace around his neck. “What are y’all gonna do?”

“Finn mentioned some thrift stores downtown that have some pretty good stuff so we’ll go there first. He also said that if I don't find anything there that he’ll bring me to some well shops.” 

“Awh, he cares about you.” Nick shoots the younger a confused look the moment the statement escapes his lips.

“What do you mean?” He asks, his head tilting to the side slightly as he puts in an earring. 

“You said Finn told you that if YOU don’t find anything at the thrift stores, he’ll take YOU to better shops. He clearly cares more about you finding stuff rather than him. I find that a little cute.” Matt explains with a small shrug. 

“Oh.” Nick feels his face grow warm as he gently shuts his jewelry box and tucks it away in his desk. The sound of Matt giggling rings through his ears for a moment before a faint ding alerts him. Nick quickly runs over to his phone on his desk and picks it up, a small and faint scream escaping him at the sight of a text from Finn. 

“What’s up? Is he outside?” 

“YES.” Matt watches endearingly as Nick paces around his room for a second before he runs up to him, an anxious expression clear on his face. “Do I look fine?”

“Nick, you look great. Take a few deep breaths and go outside. You got this, Bud.” Nick nods his head and follows the younger's instructions as he pats his shoulder a few times. Once he's collected himself, he whips his phone out to reply to Finn. As he puts his phone in his pocket, he looks back at Matt who gives him an encouraging smile before he leaves the room, the younger following close behind him. “You got everything you need?” 

Nick pats down his pockets a few times before he nods his head. When Nick steps into the kitchen and passes him, Matt freezes for a moment when a specific scent breezes past his nose. “Is that the Melanie Martinez parfum?” Matt asks as he points a single finger towards the older. Nick halts momentarily before slowly turning around, a nervous smile clear on his lips. 

“Yeah… Why does it smell bad? This is literally my first time using it.” The older ask, panic flooding through his body as he runs up to Matt and grabs his shoulders. 

“No! No, it doesn’t. It smells nice actually. I’m just used to you smelling like that one cologne you always wear.” Matt pats Nick's head lightly to reassure him and watches as the older lets out a sigh of relief.

“Okay thank God. Wish me luck, I'm actually terrified.” Nick downs a glass of water on the island to calm his nerves before he makes his way to the staircase leading to the downstairs.

“You’ll be fine, Nick. Just don’t be weird.” 

“Matt!”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Now go, don’t wanna keep Finn waiting too long.”

“Right. I’ll see you later!”

“Be safe, Nick! Text me if anything bad happens!

“I will!” Nick waves goodbye to Matt before hurrying down the staircase. He lets out a small sigh when he comes off the last step and shakes his nervousness out of him before he opens the door and steps outside. He immediately squints as the Sun momentarily blinds him and raises a hand over his eyes as he quickly locks the door behind him.

The moment he turns towards the street, his eyes land on a white Tesla sitting in front of the driveway. A small smile immediately spreads across his lips when he spots a figure sitting in the drivers seat. When Nick walks up to the car and stops by the passenger door, Finn looks up from his phone to look over at Nick. He quickly unlocks the door and sends the male a smile as he steps inside the car. 

“Hey.” Finn greets, his eyes wandering over the red-heads frame for a moment before he looks away to put his phone away. 

“Hey.” Nick breathes, returning the smile with a small one of his own. After he shuts the door, the red-head turns to look at Finn, his cheeks flushing when his eyes scan over his face.

The sun shining through the windshield was highlighting his sharp features perfectly and the freckles dusting over his cheeks and nose looked absolutely adorable under the light. His eyes trail up to his eyes, the slight of the eyeliner around his light brown irises making his stomach do flips.

“You look really good by the way.” Finn starts, his statement causing Nick to snap out his gaze. “I’m digging the matching star earring and necklace set.” 

“Oh, thanks.” Nicks looks down for a moment as his face grows hot, his smile growing slightly. “You look great as well. I’m absolutely loving your outfit.” 

“Awh, thank you! I’m a big fashion guy so it takes me at least 30 minutes to put an outfit together. And because I was hanging out with you today, I had to make sure I looked my best.” 

A shy giggle escapes Nick’s lips as a faint shade of blush dusts over his cheeks. “I completely get that, I’m the same way.” 

“Say, are you hungry or anything? We could get something to eat before we head to the shops.” 

“Maybe after? I had breakfast not too long ago.” 

“I’m down for after!” Finn gives Nick another smile as he pulls the gear shift down to drive. “You wanna get this hangout started or what?” 

“Oh, absolutely.” When Nick nods his head eagerly and buckles himself in, Finn begins to drive off.

The drive downtown was full of laughter as the two boys got to know each other, the faint beats of the artists playing on the radio in the car creating a warm atmosphere and helping get rid of any and all awkwardness for the two as they began to get more comfortable with each other.

[cffeelia]

discography | chapt. 2

I NEED U — k. seokjin

in which bangtan writes their music about you, all 7 chasing you until someone steals your heart.

chapter summary: you chickened out on calling seokjin back, but found the courage to attempt talking things through with your family

chapter warnings: this chapter is a bit shorter so sorry 😭 i got y’all in the next one with the smut tho pls be patient i’m setting the scene 🙏

previous chapter here

unfortunately, the early morning you experienced a weak ago never happened again, and you were already exhausted from school in the first month. most students wait until at least second quarter to start getting ready in their first classes of the day, but you were already hurriedly applying mascara and setting powder behind your scripts in musical theater techniques.

it was monday, meaning the awful weekend you had was behind you now. your tried to suppress all memories of the spontaneous trip to busan you made on saturday, and the random meeting of your older brother as well. turns out he had a new girlfriend, and you only knew it because of who she was.

“jung jiwoo, i’m so honored to finally meet you! hoseok talks so highly of you.” you tried to bow deeper than her to show your appreciation. she was such a loving sister from what hoseok told you, always looking after him and supporting his musical career. “what brings you to busan then?” you asked.

“just family things, i’ve been dating my boyfriend for about six months now so i figured i would come meet his parents.

the two of you walked through the book store together, stopping at the bathrooms while she waited for her boyfriend. you figured you might as well meet him to explain the strange coincidence.

now you’d have to explain to her how you knew him.

“maeum? oh, hi!”

you tried to control your excitement from seeing your older brother for the first time in so long, but clearly he had a hard time containing his. he ran into your arms, almost crying tears of joy.

“oh my god i missed you so much, why didn’t you call?” words left your mouth before you could control them again, and you slapped a hand over your mouth, not wanting to ruin the good mood the two of you were in.

“babe, just tell her. she’s your sister.” jiwoo angrily pointed back to you as your brother hung his head, tears now visibly welling in his eyes. he offered to talk about it with you two over a meal, walk to the restaurant being uncomfortably silent.

you’ve been here many times with family to celebrate your brothers achievements in school, from being selected as class president in middle school, winning a science fair, or being selected as valedictorian, this was the spot to celebrate. even your birthdays were spent at this hot pot restaurant, it was scary to see how much time modernized it.

the bright kids menus at the front desk were now white, they came with crayons for kids to ruin the pretty designs on them. the cardboard cutout of the restaurants pig mascot was long gone, you remember seeing it turned around at your high school graduation meal.

it’s very bittersweet to imagine how time had passed right by you, but there wasn’t time to be nostalgic for your youth now, maybe later though.

maeum and you were always close, he was the only reason you burst into tears that night your parents saw you walking into your apartment holding confetti and merch from one of bangtan’s first concerts.

therefore, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut any longer. he let his words flow, but not as fast as his tears, that were quickly wiped up by jiwoos napkins (your tears as well).

it turns out your parents researched bts that night they scolded you for lying to their face.

“God, is it so much to ask for you to just do something with your life? you know your own mother never got the opportunity to go pursue what she wanted? huh?”

they were more mad at you than anything, but you knew they’d be just as pissed to find out you had a talking stage with one of the members, that’s why maeum wouldn’t tell your parents too much about jiwoos family.

although you’d come to this restaurant on a dark note, tears were wiped away as drinks came along and the three of you got to chatting as if nothing happened between you in the first place.

on your way home from the restaurant, you promised a tipsy jiwoo that you’d come by to meet hoseok again.

“i want you to be my sister in law, because— because hoseok LOVES you! and he— he never stops” she took a breath between her hysterical sobbing, “talking about you, ____! you need to see him again ok i love you! bye!” she walked away, your brothers hand in hers as you waved to them before heading back to your car.

you packed lightly for your weekend trip, you planned to meet up with jiwoo and maeum again tomorrow to meet your family again. maybe the drinks you had in your hotel room affected you, because saying yes to your brothers invitation is what ruined the whole trip for you.

you flattened your skirt out, hoping your mom wouldn’t give you too much about the shorter cropped sweater you wore, but it was all you packed. you made your way to your car, taking the familiar route to your childhood home, for the first time in two years.

stepping out, you rang the doorbell. it’s like your heart was going to leap out of your chest, you had no time to panic as the door swung open barely a second later. it was your dad.

you never knew him too much, he wasn’t absent, just not all the way involved in your life. the most important recollections you had of him were his pats on the back for getting good grades in school, or driving him to the pharmacy to pick up his medicine. he’s had an autoimmune disease since you were about 11 years old, nothing too serious, it just weakened his defenses against colds.

he would get sick so often, that you can barely remember him ever being one of those dads that comes home from work and sits down to have a family meal. just hospitals, long naps, placing trays on his bedside table, and handing him pill containers. thankfully nothing serious ever happened to him, but you never knew if something could. that fact always left you uneasy, which is why you developed a soft spot for your dad.

you weren’t embarassed about the tears that fell from your eyes as he patted your back. “welcome home!” he said enthusiastically. he lead you into the house, jiwoo and maeum greeting you before maeum suggested you help your mom cook. the house was pretty big, and the structure was still the same. you made your way to the kitchen to see your mom cooking on the patio grill.

“mom?” you poked your head through the sliding door.

“oh! good to see you.” she nodded, not making eye contact with you. it was going to be a long dinner.

your parents seemed to love jiwoo, it made you a bit jealous that you didn’t have any smart and gorgeous partner to bring home (yet). your mind flashed back to jin, memories of him studying english for his first trip to america in your apartment.

“what? i’m world wide handsome, ____!” he patted your back while you lost your shit laughing at him.

“seokjin shut up! no you’re not!”

“she hate me.” he spoke into his phone. namjoon’s english was the best of any members, he consulted you regularly for tips but still was pretty damn good on his own.

memories hit you like a fucking bus as you sat at the table, listening to your brothers laughter. if only you had someone to laugh with like him, if only seokjin was here. he would love the grilled fish your mom makes, and your dads god awfully loud belting to the music on the radio.

you could listen to jin sing for hours, never getting tired of his gorgeous voice. on some nights, after you both showered the smell of sex and sweat off yourselves, you’d let jin spoon you. his long, slender arms wrapped around your waist, you felt his chest vibrate while he hummed your favorite songs to you until he passed out.

poor baby works too hard and still finds time to love on you, you didn’t deserve him. you never did. that’s why when your mom rudely asked how successful your “boys” were looking, you coldly responded with “i’m not working there anymore. i go to daegu arts university mom, you would know if you called me.” jiwoo took offense to your moms comments, her usually bright smile fell off her face, replaced by a slightly pissed glare in her eyes.

“well we would call if you were doing something i wanted to know about, daughter. i understand you’re an adult now but i raised a smart lawyer, not whatever path you’re taking. seriously, am i the only one ashamed of you? maeum, you could at least encourage her, sweetheart!” your mom kept complaining, you chose silence for the first time in your life. this wouldn’t be the first argument you two had, but you preferred not to embarrass yourself at your first family dinner in two years.

however, silence didn’t choose you.

“and to make it worse you’re chasing around some stupid boys who call themselves singers? passions don’t pay, ____. give up on those stupid dreams already.”

“you’ve said enough” your dad lightly warned her

“yes you have” you said back, “mom, what did you do with your life? decide to get pregnant at 18 and become a victim to the economy for the rest of your life? you think being a university professor means anything? your teaching degree has clearly gone to waste then, because i haven’t learned shit from you except how to ruin my potential and kill all my happiness. i can’t sit around here and let you clown me like im not your own kin, seriously. it’s like you don’t even fucking love me, i wish you would just die already so i don’t have to hear your fucking mouth anymore.”

the sound of your metal chopsticks clanking as you walked out echoed way too loud in the empty dining halls. you made your way right to your car, heading to your hotel to pack up and go home. fuck busan and your moms stupid fucking grilled fish.

you slammed your car door, almost knocking it off the hinges. immediately calling sullyoon to tell her the good news.

“hey ____! i was just thinking of you, how’s busan?”

“not the best, but i’ve got good news! i’m coming to see bts with you all next week”

next chapter here

[hotpinkrathian]

For thos who are interested but not up to date

I have essentially FINISHED my WIP A United Front.

The last time I posted on here was to let you know I dropped chapter 12, well, I just dropped SIX more chapters and things are really ramping up. Lin has to step up, or risk losing everyone she loves.

So if you are looking for a 100k long COMPLETE Kyalin fic with humor, angst, mystery, and of course, some insane bending, I prompt you to find it on AO3 (not to toot my own horn or anything I'm just very proud)

Anyway, the last EIGHT chapters will be going up THIS WEEKEND.

Dropping a small tidbit below from chapter 15, where things get a little *spicy*

The fell into the motion, and Lin's free hand migrated to Kya's waist. 

The arm that gripped its wrist relaxed, and Kya was able to maneuver past it to grip Lin's cheek. 

Kya's lips were gentle at first, not daring to tread any further than the precedent.  

But then Lin made another not-so-subtle gesture by pulling Kya's hips towards her own. 

The waterbender took her permission, and her lips went from defense to offense. Lin used her free hand to grip the counter, stabilizing herself against Kya's advancements. 

She couldn't help the growing grin as she kissed the other woman, and as Kya advanced on her. 

Kya paused for a moment  bringing her other hand to Lin's scarred cheek. Her thumb brushed over them ever so slightly. 

Her breath was hot against Lin's nose, and reminiscent of the sweet wine. 

Kya was looking at her, like she had been all night. All day. All week. 

But it was different, now. Her eyes lacked the quizzical, calculated irises. The passion, the excitement, the thrill was still there. 

Their breath was heavy, their chests rising and falling like parabolic waves. Lin could only handle so much of it before she used both arms to grip Kya's neck, pulling the waterbender back down to her. 

Her hands ran through Kya's hair, deconstructing any of the remaining structure it had in it. 

Kya's fingers slipped into the band of Lin's khakis pulling Lin's waist toward her.

Lin let it happen, succumbing to the force she'd tried so hard to fend off. 

Images from her dreams rushed back. 

I think I can take care of you. 

“It's been a long day,” Lin whispered, pushing her forehead into Kya's. 

“Yeah,” Kya agreed, but her eyes were distracted. 

The way Kya looked at her… it made her warm.  It struck the nerve that had convinced her she was undesirable, unlovable for so long. 

She wanted more of it. 

She needed more of it. 

Lin lifted Kya's chin with a couple fingers, forcing her to make eye contact. 

“It's been a long day,” Lin repeated, “And I could really use a shower.”