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hwanghyunjinenthusiast · 2 years ago

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✨️1K Followers Celebration Day 6: Seventeen bias wrecker - Dino✨️

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AN: This has been in my drafts for 600 years because those clips of him from In The Soop still haunt me. I just think it's funny that because it took me so long to get to this, we got even more shirtless Dino in the gym content recently. Clearly a sign from the universe to finish this lmao. I was going to go on a whole unhinged rant about him but, I'll spare you all. We're all going to ignore that 1. his is the longest so far and 2. I've written the most for him out of every idol, thanks.

Synopsis: You thought working out with Chan would be a fun, productive way to spend time together. However, you're sorely unprepared for just how distracting he can be.

Heads up: Lee Chan x Fem! Reader, friends to lovers of sorts, Reader going through it because of her attraction to Chan, praise kink (f. receiving), Chan being a menace, technically public sex I guess (they fuck in the gym but, no one catches them and it's not brought up as a concern), hair pulling, dirty talk, petnames used for Reader, nipple play (f. receiving), oral sex (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), unprotected piv sex, Reader cries a little and creampie.

Word count: 4138

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You knew you were doomed the moment you saw Chan in his workout clothing. His shirt sticking to his torso and practically acting like a second skin. You're sure if you looked hard enough, you could see the outlines of his nipples. His shorts were worse, somehow. Beckoning you to look at his toned thighs and zero in on how they hugged his ass.

Today is going to be more challenging than you anticipated.

"So, where do you want to start?" He asks, snapping you out of so blatantly ogling one of your closest friends. God, what're you thinking? You're here to spend time with him. Not think about how broad his shoulders are and just how muscular his ass would feel if you gave it a squeeze or five.

"You're the gym expert. You tell me," You pray to whichever deity is listening that Chan mistakes the delicate quality in your voice for anything other than how much just seeing him dressed like this affects you.

His laugh is boisterous and fills you with so much warmth, turning the already present butterflies in your stomach into dragons. One person shouldn't have this much power over you.

"I better not hear any complaining then," he responds with a wide smile, his eyes crinkling with mirth. Yeah, maybe being alone with the man you're borderline in love with isn't the wisest decision you've ever made, but it's too late now. You resist the scowl that wants to make itself known on your face when you invision a knowing Soonyoung in your mind. He's the one who suggested this to begin with. You're definitely going to be having some words with him the next time you see him, that evil man. He knew exactly what he was doing.

You severely underestimated how much worse this could get. You thought just seeing him in his tight-fitting gym attire was enough to fog up your brain but, that was before you heard the noises.

Lee Chan is a vocal man in all areas of life. Well, all areas of life that you've experienced him in. He's always talking, laughing, yelling at points, singing, sometimes rapping to fill the silence, and a million other things. The point being, Chan is not a quiet man. So, it shouldn't take you by surprise that he's vocal while he's working out too.

Still, the quiet grunts that fall from his lips and fill the otherwise relatively silent gym when he lifts weights causes your heart to beat wildly in your chest. The drawn-out groans when he finishes a set or stretches out his muscles might be the worst. Coupled with the way he grits his jaw and his face contorts when he's lifting, it's frankly a miracle you haven't spontaneously combusted.

However, as you stand and watch him while he illustrates how he wants you to lift these weights to your absolute horror and mortification, you realise you're getting wet. Not only that, but a barely there ache is beginning to make itself known between your thighs.

You're sure your face is radiating enough heat to power a small apartment building. You're really getting this worked up just watching him work out? What in the world is wrong with you? Are you truly this needy? You definitely need to call Soonyoung after this and yell at him until you're hoarse.

"Do you want to try now?" Chan asks you, kind eyes focused on you. You really might be the world's worst friend.

"Yeah, sure," you respond, pulling yourself together as best as you can given that you're unravelling at the seams. The weights aren't too heavy. You test them in your hold momentarily before imitating Chan's movements. There's a slight burn in your biceps but, otherwise you feel fine. It feels good, even. The slight burn fueling you.

"That's my girl,"

Oh.

Oh no.

That's all it takes for you to falter. Your mind suddenly completely forgetting the motions for the exercise you watched minutes ago.

"You were doing good just now but, try doing it this way," he says, standing up from where he'd been seated to watch you. His hands correcting your hold on the weights and the positioning of your arms. Every brush of his fingers on your skin leaves electricity in their wake. Fuck. Fuck this is bad. This is so bad.

Trying to remember how to be a normal human being, you nod at his words. Following his guidance and resuming the exercise precisely how he showed you now that your brain is semi-functional again.

"There you go. Good job," perhaps you should be a little more concerned about just how much his praise increases your pulse and worsens the way your panties are already sticking to you, but that's a thought for examining on another day. You can only handle so much right now.

"How about some pull-ups next?"

"Chan, do I strike you as the kind of person even capable of doing a single pull-up?"

"You could learn today,"

When all you respond with is a stone faced expression, he seems to get the message loud and clear, "Okay, fine. I'll do pull-ups and you do squats. How does that sound?"

"Now you're speaking my language,"

On the ever growing list of 'things you're violently unprepared for today', the next to be added is Chan just casually taking off his shirt. That stops you dead in your tracks. Your lips parting as his bare back comes into your line of sight. You thought it was broad before, but now? Seeing it completely bare? Broad feels like too simplistic of a word to describe it.

You knew, logically, that Chan was ripped. You've seen his arms, paying special attention to them more times than you care to admit. All of the guys work out regularly, and most of them mention Chan as one of the more dedicated members of the group when it came to hitting the gym.

You knew all of that, and yet, seeing the evidence a mere few metres in front of your very eyes leaves you speechless and stunned. Chan must notice your blatantly staring because he turns to look at you over his shoulder, "Is everything okay?"

You must struggle to come up with a believable response too long because he both looks and sounds panicked as he continues on, "Shit, did I make you uncomfortable? I should've asked if you were okay with me taking my shirt off. I'm sorry."

His panic must be infectious because you soon find yourself in a similar state, "No, no, Chan, it's okay. You did nothing wrong. I don't mind you being shirtless," quite the opposite actually, and that's the issue, but you decide to keep that bit to yourself.

"Are you sure? I really don't mind putting it back on if it's a problem,"

"Yes, I'm sure. It's really not a big deal,"

He looks unsure briefly but seems to accept your words. Giving you a nod before turning back to face the pull-up bar and begin his routine. You barely register the faint sting in your thighs from how deeply your nails are clawing into them. Eagle eyes drinking in as much as you can of every muscle contraction of his back. Your panties growing uncomfortably wet now as your ears are assaulted with grunts louder than the ones before.

You need to take a cold shower that lasts hours after this. At least you have a good month's worth of masturbation material now, so there's that.

Chan finishes his set far quicker than you would've liked. Sweat drenching his handsome face and droplets running down his jaw, his neck, his collarbones, his pecs until they disappear into the waistband of his shorts. Would it be so horrible to admit that you'd love to see just where those droplets wind up? That you'd happily follow their path with your tongue instead of your eyes?

"Hey, is everything okay?" Chan asks, dropkicking you out of your obscene thoughts.

"Ye-Yeah. Why do you ask?"

"It's just um you haven't really moved, and you've been kind of...staring at me?"

Oh no. Oh god, he noticed. No fucking shit he noticed you've probably been staring at him with all of the subtly of a rhino in a tea shop. Why did you have to make a day meant to be catching up with a friend so fucking weird.

"I-sorry. You're just distracting," is what comes out of your mouth in your blind panic.

"Distracting?" He asks, titling his head, "I'm distracting? Distracting how?"

By being shirtless, with all of the noises you've been making all day, by touching me, by telling me what a good job I've been doing, by just existing in the same space as me - are all of the thoughts that spring up in your mind. All the thoughts you show a great deal of restraint in not word vomiting out at him.

To your absolute mortification, an expression akin to understanding dawns on Chan's face. You've never wanted the Earth to spilt open and swallow you whole more than in this moment.

"Oh, I'm distracting huh?" Chan asks with a grin a touch too arrogant for you, taking a step towards you.

"No! It's not - I'm not - I wasn't - it wasn't like that," you stutter out, growing ever more flustered as a shirtless, sweaty Chan invades your space.

"It wasn't like what exactly?" He asks, mischief shining clear as day in his typically warm eyes.

Before you can consciously think about it, you find yourself stepping backwards. Much to the amusement of the man you're not sure if you want to kiss or throttle in front of you.

You decide to abandon the route you were on and attempt another one, "I'm sorry for staring at you."

"You don't have to apologise," Chan waves you off, "But I do want to know why you were staring,"

It's clear as day to anyone with basic critical thinking skills why you were so laser focused on his stupid back and shoulders. He just wants you to say it. You never took Chan for the humiliation type.

"You know why," you mutter, leaning against the wall that you had no idea you'd even gotten so close to. You suppose your brain is too preoccupied with trying to keep your friendship from going up into flames.

"I don't. You have to tell me," You really want to punch that shit eating grin off of his face. Your adrenaline spiking as he takes another step towards you.

"You're really annoying, you know that?"

"I've heard that once or twice over the years. Still doesn't answer my question though,"

"I think you're attractive, okay?" You finally blurt out. Looking at everything but him in the gym. Studiously focused on one of the treadmills in towards the back, over his shoulder.

"Aw, I'm flattered," he responds, so close to you now that all you'd have to do is reach out, and you'd be touching his bare chest. You have a feeling this isn't going to bode well for you.

"Whatever. You got the answer you wanted. Are you happy now?"

"You know, for being one of the smartest women I know, you're pretty dense," he responds dryly.

"What? Hey!"

"Do you really think I'd react this way to anyone saying they think I'm hot? Do I really have to spell it out for you?"

All you can do is owlishly blink at him. His words washing over you, trying your hardest to digest what he just said to you.

"I think you might have to spell it out for me, yeah," you mutter more breathlessly than you care to admit. It certainly doesn't become any easier to breathe when Chan is fully in your space, crowding you against the gym wall. His scent flooding your system, worsening the wetness between your thighs and muddling your mind even more.

"Is this okay?" He whispers, mere centimetres away from your mouth. His eyes considerably darker than they were minutes ago.

"Yes,"

"May I kiss you?"

"Yes," if anyone asks, you don't sound needy in the slightest when you reply to him.

You quickly learn that Lee Chan, as with many other facets of his life, excels in kissing you until you can think of nothing but, him. Not your mind has been anywhere else for the past few hours to begin with.

Your hands make themselves at home on his shoulders, fingers digging into the muscle there as you pour what feels like centuries worth of yearning into this kiss.

"May I touch you?" He mutters against your mouth and, you wonder why he'd ever stop kissing you to ask such a stupid question.

"Yes, Chan. You can do whatever you want. I don't care," you rush out in response, dragging his mouth back to yours to feed into what is quickly becoming your newest addiction.

With your green light, his hands drift towards your oversized shirt. Smiling against your mouth when you shudder from the brief brushes of his fingertips along your abdomen while he toys with the hem of your shirt.

"I didn't think you'd be one to tease," you say.

"Have you thought about me like this often?" You really had to be so weak for such an insufferable man huh.

You choose to kiss him instead of replying, tugging on his hair in retaliation for the grin you know is on his face. Luckily for you, Chan seems to have had his fill of toying with you for now. Shoving your shirt upwards, pulling away from you briefly to tug it off of you fully.

He just stares at you. Want clear as day in his eyes as he watches your chest rise and fall and how your sports bra outlines your hardened nipples. You find yourself growing a little self-conscious under his heavy gaze. You hadn't picked your outfit with the goal of winding up like this in mind.

"You're staring," you finally find the courage to say, pushing down every instinct to cross your arms over your chest.

"Just returning the favour," he quips back, jumping back into action and acquainting himself with your throat. You can't help the moans and throaty gasps that leave your lips as his kisses and nips at your sensitive skin, exploiting every weak spot he can find. One of his hands reaching down to fondle your breast, running his thumb over your nipple through the fabric of your bra.

All you can manage to do is lean against the wall for stability. Every kiss and lick and squeeze sending lightning down your spine straight to your clit. You wouldn't be surprised if your legging were wet, too, at this point.

"You're so responsive," he whispers against your neck. Given how quietly he said it, you're not sure whether he meant to verbalise that thought or not, but you can't think to respond when he pushes your bra up.

He dots kisses along your breasts. Each press of his lips bringing him closer and closer to one of your nipples before he envelopes one into his warm mouth. He seems intent to wring every noise, every reaction out of you that he possibly can. Teasingly running his teeth along the sensitive bud, smiling when you arch into his touch. His nimble fingers find themselves at the waistband of your leggings. Slipping into them and pulling a particularly loud gasp from you when they come into contact with your more than likely ruined panties.

Your face burns when Chan's expression morphs into one of surprise, his fingers running along your panty covered slit as if to affirm to himself you're really this wet already.

"I didn't realise I had such a strong effect on you," he says against your breast, his voice gravelly, "Fuck, you're already so wet."

A strangled moan is all you can offer when he finds your swollen clit.

"Poor baby. Don't worry, I'll take care of you. Just need to get you out of these," he says, kneeling in front of you and pulling your leggings and panties down. You kick off your shoes impatiently to help ease the process, leaving you almost fully naked.

"I can't believe you're this wet when I haven't even touched you properly," he says, sounding genuinely amazed. Intense gaze focused on your swollen, slick slit. Lifting one of your legs and letting it rest over one of his shoulders.

Anticipation settles in your gut as Chan makes himself comfortable between your thighs. Your hips jolting into him when he experimentally touches you once more, completely bare this time. Your wetness generously coating his thick fingers. Your eyes flutter shut as he shifts closer, goosebumps rising all over your body when his warm breaths hit you.

His first lap of you is messy and passionate. A muffled groan is your only warning before he grips your thigh and all but shoves his face into you. One of your hands fists his hair, not sure if you want him even closer or whether you need a minute from the sensations wreaking your system.

"Ch-Chan ah god," you cry out, your hold on his hair worsening. He doesn't seem to mind all that much, however. Intently focused on grinding your pussy against tongue until you fall into pieces for him.

With his mouth latched onto your clit, he teases your entrance with two of his fingers and you feel faint. His eyes find yours momentarily, looking at you through his hair as he checks for any signs of discomfort or reservations. Watching your face while he slowly sinks his fingers into you. His cock leaking even more when your warm, wet walls squeeze his fingers for dear life. He's so fucked.

The stretch his fingers provide requires some adjusting to, and Chan catches onto that. Focusing his attention back on your clit and providing some distraction while you get used to his fingers.

The wall behind you is proving to be extremely helpful. You're sure you would've crumpled onto the floor by now with the way Chan is determined to devour you whole and his fingers curl inside of you. Embarrassment warming your face as the squelching sounds of your wetness and his fingers moving inside of you hit your ears. Those sounds are accompanied by louder moans and whimpers from you when his fingers strike gold. Finding your weak spot and going for the kill.

He exploits your weaknesses gleefully, assaulting the spot over and over again while he continues his ministrations on your clit. It's no wonder your orgasm doesn't take long to slam into you. Watery cries of his name and jumbled curses echoing throughout the empty gym. You're sure you're hurting him from how fiercely you're gripping his hair. You couldn't remember the last time you'd cum this hard. Sagging against the wall when the most intense parts of it subside.

Chan presses one last kiss to your pussy before easing his fingers out of you. Standing up on unsteady legs, cupping your jaw and slamming his mouth against yours. The taste of yourself on his tongue further fueling the fog clouding your mind. Desperate hands dragging him closer to you, revelling in his closeness and the firmness of his body against your own.

"If I knew you tasted this good, I would've offered to eat you out a long time ago," he says when you shift to litter kisses on his jaw.

"If I knew you did it so well, I would've let you," you respond with an easy smile. However, any humour in your tone dissipates when you register his cock pressing against your thigh. Scorching and heavy even through the material of his shorts. Fuck.

Your mouth finds his once more. Teeth and tongue clashing with one another as he grinds himself against you, groaning into you.

"Chan, please," you whine.

"Hmm? Please, what?" You're not sure if he's genuinely too disoriented to understand what you're asking of him or if he wants you to beg. Either way, you've long since abandoned any semblance of pride.

"Please fuck me,"

His eyes shut briefly, and you watch the way his jaw clenches, "You're going to be the death of me."

If you weren't aching and noticeably empty, you might've giggled at his words. Watching him shove his shorts and underwear down his thick, muscular thighs through lidded eyes. A fresh wave of wetness gushes out of you when his cock springs free. Of course his cock would look mouthwatering too. Of course.

"You really do like to stare, huh?" he muses, stepping closer to you. Hoisting one of your legs over his elbow.

"Sh-Shut up," you stutter, fingernails digging into his biceps as he drags his cock along your pussy. His cock glistening with your arousal in no time.

"That's not nice," he faux pouts, nudging your entrance with his tip. Your knees almost buckle underneath you. A moan bubbling out of just from him toying with you.

"Chan, please. I want it. I want you, please-"

You're promptly cut off when he pushes inside of you. If you thought the stretch provided by his fingers was overwhelming, the girth of cock brings tears to your eyes. Your strained gasps and his restrained groans intertwining.

Is it possible to cum just from being so full? Lee Chan might just help you answer that question. You're not sure you've ever felt so full and stretched out in your entire life. A few stray tears running down your face already.

"Are you okay?" He asks, looking just as wrecked and overwhelmed as you feel. He's practically vibrating from the effort not to move. His cock pulsing inside of you.

"Ye-Yeah. It doesn't hurt. You can move," you respond. It's now or never.

Chan starts off very slowly. Letting you grow accustomed to his girth with every drag of him along your walls. Muttering quiet praises into your neck about how well you're doing, how good you feel, and how you're taking him so well. His words prompting you to clench around him and gush around him.

"Chan, faster, please. You can move faster. It's okay, I can take it," you whine. You feel like you're going to lose your mind if he keeps thrusting so slowly. His consideration is sweet. Really, it is, but it's torturous too. From the way he seems to be restraining himself, you assume the feeling is mutual.

Something snaps in him then. His eyes more feral than they were moments ago as he picks up his pace considerably. The sounds of your wetness and skin slapping against skin mingling with your respective noises of pleasure.

"Taking my cock like such a good girl," he groans into your shoulder, sliding impossibly deeper into you when he angles himself a little differently than before.

Perhaps he's noticed the way his praise impacts you. His filthy mouth not stopping.

"Look, baby," he mutters lowly into your ear, "I want you to look at how well your pussy takes me,"

You can't find it in you to disobey. Chasing the high of being his good girl. So, you glance downwards. Your cheeks heating up as you watch him fuck into you and the way you're being split open by him. You never thought the sight of yourself being fucked would garner such a strong reaction from you but, you've been learning quite a bit about yourself today.

"It's hot, isn't it?" He asks, a moan falling from his lips when you tighten around him, "So hot watching me fuck this pretty pussy of yours."

You've never cum just from penetration but, Chan is proving himself to be head and shoulders above every other man you've slept with. You're completely and utterly caught off guard when you cum for a second time and, Chan seems to be too. Startled, wide eyes watching you shatter in front and around him for a second time. Ever the caring gentleman as he soothes and fucks you through it.

You're barely coherent when Chan's pitchy moans of your name register to your mind and you feel his warm, thick cum flood your awaiting pussy. His hips weakly twitching into yours with ever spurt of his cum inside of you.

Honestly, it's a wonder both of you are still standing. Barely, but you're standing. Leaning into each other and the trusty wall for support as you come back to yourselves.

"If working out with you always ends up like this, we should work out together more often," he says, kissing your neck and shoulder lazily.

You really just had to fall for one of the most eye roll inducing men you've ever met, huh.

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amore-reads16 · 2 months ago

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Part 5

Overview- things are getting even more tense in the quadrant and the secret relationship that Y/N and Liam are hiding is becoming a problem. There are too many secrets to hide and reveal and Y/N needs to find her footing and keep herself and Liam safe.

Note- I don’t know if there are any Merlin lovers but this giff is perfect for Liam’s reaction to Violets antics in this chapter lmao.

After your talk with Liam you had gone to your own room. You had both discussed how you were going to manage to convince Xaden that you were staying away from Liam, but that should be relatively easy to do as Xaden had convinced Liam to basically become a body guard for Violet Sorrengail. You knew the Sorrengail family pretty well because of your parents you were in the same circles. But you didn’t know the youngest that well despite being of the same age. She was a nice enough girl from what you knew of her and she had been holding up extremely well in the quadrant considering her frail body and the long list of people that wanted to kill her, but you weren’t particularly fond of the idea of Liam spending all of his time with her. She was no threat and you trusted Liam not to do anything, but just the idea made you uneasy. No girl would want their significant other spending that much time with another girl. No one. But you had no say in the matter and causing a fuss would only draw attention to something you didn’t want attention on. So for now you were biting your tongue.

You were currently in the library sorting out some books as it was your duty as a first year when you suddenly heard voices from behind the bookshelf you were standing at. One voice you recognised immediately, it was hard not to when it haunted your dreams and kept you up at night. Of course, just your luck that Liam and Violet would be here. It would be wise at this point to walk away, but today you weren’t feeling wise and instead was feeling nosey and jealous.

“So whatever happened between you and Y/LN? You two were pretty close for a while” Violet asks.

You hear Liam pause for a minute thinking about what to say before he responds “it’s a long story, I guess, but we just didn’t work out”

“Why? The last I saw was you basically chasing after her in the corridors begging her to let you explain something. That doesn’t sound like things just not working out to me” Violet says clearly prying making you wonder why she would be so interested. Jealousy rears its ugly head again.

“Well well aren’t we nosey today Sorrengail. What’s it to you anyway? You interested in her? Because she’s single now I could try and set you two up if she’ll ever speak to me again” he jokes making you shake your head at him.

“What? No! I just- I just thought that maybe something got between you two. Well someone…” she trails off, too embarrassed to finish that sentence

“Who?” Liam demands instantly making your stomach churn. Please violet Sorrengail do not say Bodhi or Liam will loose his shit you quietly pray.

“Xaden” she replies. WHAT. You almost choke on your own spit, so shocked at the name that just left her mouth. Xaden? XADEN? Why the fuck would she think that.

There is a short moment of silence before Liam bursts out laughing so hard it almost compels you to blow your cover and laugh with him. You hear Violet let out a huff as Liam continues to laugh, probably in her face, making her even more annoyed and embarrassed.

“Xaden?” Liam manages to choke out “why ever would you think that?”

Violet lets out another huff “well when she fought Bodhi on the mats the a few weeks ago he couldn’t keep his eyes off their fight and he almost looked worried. I just assumed that maybe there was something going on between them. And then when she walked off the mat she went right up to him and whispered something to him. I- it looked like they were together” she rambles. She couldn’t be further from the truth you thought shaking your head. Now your jealousy had completely dissolved. It was crystal clear that Violet Sorrengail was not interested in Liam. She had the hots for Xaden Riorson. Gods help her.

“Sorrengail it is so transparently clear what is going on here” Liam seemed to had arrived at the same conclusion as you “you like Xaden don’t you?” He asks and you could practically see the taunting smirk on his face by the tone in his voice. You almost felt sorry for the girl. She must be mentally insane to ever have a crush on Riorson. Yeah he is hot as hell, but clearly fucked in the head you think.

“That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard you say yet Mairi. I was just… curious” Violet responds “and I never even-“ you don’t hear the rest of that sentence as you quietly walk away, your jealousy now dead and your patience gone. You don’t exactly want to hear Sorrengail deny her obvious feelings for Riorson. You had more important things to do.

Putting your last book away you feel a hand slip around your waist tightly. Shit. You elbow the intruder in the stomach grabbing their throat pinning them against the book shelf.

“Liam!” You shout realising who had just grabbed you and who you had just assaulted in the middle of the library.

“Woah! I knew you liked it rough but here? In the library? That’s a new level of kinky” he smirks and you let him go.

“You’re a dick! What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?” You ask.

“Well the whole point of our relationship now is being sneaky” he smugly responds grabbing your waist again to pull you against him.

“Jesus Christ and what part of this” you gesture between the two of you “is being sneaky”

“Well I guess no part, but I just couldn’t resist” he laughs quietly “I knew you were there. Before. When I was talking to Violet”

The smirk on his face makes you want to slap him “and?” you ask.

“And you were jealous. I could feel it through the book shelf basically radiating off you” he teases.

“What like you were with Bodhi ?” you argue back.

“Don’t” his jaw ticks.

“And anyway I have nothing to be jealous of it’s quite clear that the wing leader is the one she wants, not you” you say smiling slightly remembering how much Liam had laughed when Violet thought Xaden was the reason you and him had been on the outs.

“That was hilarious and you should have seen her face gods-“

“You can tell me later” you smile patting his chest and removing yourself from him “we can’t keep on doing this in public. It’s only been a few weeks and we have already been too public” you sigh.

“I know but it’s so hard when you walk around in those lathers that make me want to-“

You quickly cut him off “I’ll see you later Mairi” you wink giving him a quick kiss on the lips before walking off making sure to swish your hips.

“Now that’s not fair” you hear him mutter.

…………………………………………….

Later on that week you were walking to the session you have with Dain and Professor Carr to mature and control your signets. Which of course was a secret to everyone else, except from Liam and apparently the marked ones, and if anyone was to ask where you were, you were in your room sleeping off one of the frequent migraines you got (which you actually didn’t). Rounding the corner almost at Carr’s room your body slams into a rock solid object confusing you immensely. There is no way you had just walked into a wall… no that was not a wall. You look up confused and dazed as to what you just walked into only to see non other than Xaden Riorson. Of fucking course. Ever since your talk with him, in fact ever since that night with the hooded figures, he was everywhere you looked. Perhaps you just hadn’t noticed him before but that seemed impossible as he commands any room he walks into. But now it’s like it was his mission to invade your life. Which made keeping you and Liam a secret even harder.

“Sorry” you quickly mumble and attempt to step around his massive figure but he steps with you obstructing your path.

“Where are you going” he asks brow raised.

Like that was any of his business you think “I don’t think that concerns you” you say tone clipped at the audacity of this man.

He stares at you for a long moment and his jaw clenches as he speaks “you wouldn’t be heading to see Liam would you?”

You startle in shock, there is no way he knows surly ? “No you basically threatened my life and my brother’s life if I was to do that, so why would I risk that over a stupid boy?” You try to sound persuasive but the way Xaden is eyeing you up as if he can smell your lies is unnerving.

“Not basically I did threaten your life” he replies quickly.

That’s it you’d had enough of his attitude “you’re such an assho-“ you don’t get to finish the sentence as suddely Liam and Violet appear at your sides. Liam looks apprehensive as to whatever is transpiring between you and Xaden, whereas Violet is eyeing the two of you up judging the situation.

“Woah hey guys what’s going on here” Liam asks trying to get in between you and Xaden but failing miserably.

“Nothing I was just alerting the wingleader to how much of a dick he is being” you reply with a sarcastic smile aimed at Xaden.

Xaden scoffs shaking his head slightly as he glances at Violet taking in her appearance before levelling his gaze back to you “and I was just reminding cadet Y/LN of her place”

“You know what Xaden you can shove it where the sun doesn’t shine” you spit, frustrated as hell.

“Okay let’s just cool it for a moment-“ Liam starts but you don’t let him finish.

“And what the hell are you doing?” You ask him turning your body to face his

His face startles for a moment confused at why you are mad at him “well- I- I was just seeing what the problem was-“

“No” you stop him again “what are you doing talking to me? I told you Mairi I don’t want you to ever speak to me again so for the last time, and I mean it, leave me the fuck alone before you get yourself hurt” you threaten hoping that Liam catches on to your performance.

He gulps and hurt, real hurt flashes in his eyes, he clears his throat “right, sorry, I just thought-“

“I don’t need you swooping in to save me. I’m a big girl and I can handle myself. Especially around jerks like him” you point over to Xaden who is standing cross armed his gaze flickering between you and Liam trying to read the situation.

“Jerk? That’s the best you can do?” Xaden, the jerk, says with a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Shut it Riorson.” You reply and are about to call him every name under the sun before a firth person enters the gathering you have somehow formed. Great.

“Cadet Y/LN” Dain approaches confused at the sight of the four of you. Perhaps the most unlikely group of four. “Professor Carr is looking for you and asked if I’d escort you to him immediately” he says staring Xaden down as if he could take him. You liked Dain, but boy was his ego overinflated if he thought he could beat Riroson. The man was an asshole but boy was he skilled. “So if you all don’t mind” he continues “I’ll be taking Y/N now”

Liam, who has often expressed to you how much he loathes Aetos, furrows his brows “actually I do mind-“

“Liam” Xaden cuts him off

“Of course let’s go” you say to Dain as you walk away. You hear another set of foot steps near you and Xaden overtakes you and Dain glancing back to look at you once more. The look is filled with the warning he gave before and you know he will not take any more bullshit from you. Good you think it was time things got a bit interesting around here. Game on Riorson.

“And you are telling me there’s nothing going on there” you just about hear Violet say as you round the corner to Carr’s office

“Come on Violet let’s just go” Liam sighs.

………………………………………

After the showdown in the hallways you had made sure you slipped a note under Liam’s door to meet you in your room after curfew, but after the way you spoke to him you was unsure he would even come. Today has been a long day and the ‘meeting’ with Carr had drained you. Mentally and physically. Your signet had been growing more strong recently and you thought it may reflect your need to heal the fragements that was your life at the minute. Everything used to be so whole and you used to feel complete. But after learning of the truth, being subject to threats from Riorson and now having to watch your boyfriend saunter around the quadrant with the youngest and most gorgeous Sorrengail you no longer felt the happiness you used to. You felt fear. Not to mention the cryptic moment you overheard between Dain and his father after your session today. That had just pushed you right over the edge. Being a double spy was tiring.

Liam walks into your room stopping your spiralling thoughts. Usually he walks in with a spring in his step, happy to see you. But today he sluggishly strolls in and immediately stands in the centre of your room whilst you are sat on your bed.

“What’s wrong” you ask and Liam starts to pace.

“I think he knows” he ominously says.

“Who” you ask confused at what Liam is acting so frantic about.

“Who do you think, the Easter bunny?” He snarls back finally stopping his pacing to look at you, hands on hips “Xaden of course”

You gulp back a reply “Oh”

“Yeah oh” he sighs and then lets out an agitated groan.

There was no way he was acting annoyed at you. Like this, any of this, was your fault “Why are you pissed at me?”

Liam lets out a incredulous laugh which is short and clipped “Well you aren’t helping the situation, baiting him at any chance you get!”

You roll your eyes back so hard you think they might be stuck permanently at the back of your head, the audacity! “Baiting him? I’m defending myself Liam! In a situation that you put me in in the first place ! Ever thought of that?” you yell.

He shakes his head and gives you an annoyed look “Let’s not go there. If you don’t like the situation leave it”

“You can’t be serious” you laugh but not because you are humoured, because you are in disbelief.

Liam moves closer to where you are sat on the bed and if you didn’t know him you would almost feel a need to be scared of him “I am. You can’t argue with Xaden and expect him to leave you alone” he bluntly says.

“He’s not going to leave me alone Liam! He’s always watching me!” You shout back getting up from your bed to get closer to him.

“And you’re always watching him!” He argues back

“Oh. My. God. Because I have to! It would be stupid of me to not be looking over my shoulder with him always lurking in the shadows. It’s not just my life on the line here. It’s not just my life I’m sacrificing to be with you, to help your revolution. Remember that!” You spit at Liam. He looks at you for a moment in a strange way something swirling in his eyes that you can’t quite put a finger on.

“That doesn’t mean you have to be up in his face every minute it’s like you have a crush on him or something” his tone lowers and he can barely look at you in the eye. It’s jealousy. That’s what you can see.

“You’re kidding me? Don’t tell me you’ve let Sorrengail and her school girl infatuation with Riorson cloud your judgement enough to think that I in any shape or way have feeling for Riorson!” You shout feeling defeated that you have to keep on defending your self to the man you love.

“I’m not saying that but-“ he starts but you cut him off immediately.

“No buts Liam. We either trust each other or we don’t! This will never work without trust. It’s full disclosure now remember” you grab his hand holding it tightly in your own using your other free hand to grasp his face making him look fully at you.

He takes a deep breath in and grabs your hair playing with it gently “Fine I get jealous. But how can I not when I feel like you talk more to Xaden then you do me. I know it’s not your fault but we barely get any time together and the time we do get is sneaked and rushed. I hate it” he explains and you agree with every word he says. It is hard. But just because something is difficult that doesn’t mean that you give up.

“I hate it too” you admit.

“So how do we change it” he asks.

You sigh pulling away from his hold as you now start to pace your room slowly as you think. “I don’t know. I don’t think we can completely. But how about I start to back off Xaden. You try to get Xaden to back of me and you. And then maybe, just maybe, we’ll be able to find some more time together without the fear of being watched”

“It’s worth a try” he agrees going to sit on your bed “Come here” he says holing his hands out and you fall into his hold sitting on his lap.

“I need to tell you something” you say quietly.

“Go on” he whispers clearly exhausted with everything that is currently weighing down on his soul.

“I overheard the end of a conversation that Dain had with with father today and it was strange” you start

“I’m listening” he ushers you on.

“They were talking about his signet and Aetos said something about Dain using his signet for the greater good despite how uncomfortable it made him. I don’t know the extent of what was said because it was so muffled but I got the impression that Dain’s father wants him to use his signet on someone to try and get some information out of them” you explain.

Liam stiffens for a second “Who”

You shake your head trying to think but nothing comes to mind “That’s what I don’t know and can’t figure out. I’m assuming some criminal or something but I don’t understand the urgency behind it. I thought I should tell you so you could tell the revolution perhaps they could figure it out”

“Thank you.” He says quietly planting a kiss on your forehead.

“I said I’d do whatever it takes to help didn’t I?” You smile and play with his hair combing your fingers through it.

Liam looks at you deeply as if he’s thinking about something and is working up the courage to say it out loud. “You did… look about what I said before. I was just being jealous and I didn’t mean it. I trust you completely. In fact I don’t think I’ve ever trusted anyone the way I trust you. So no matter how hard this gets and what I say out of pure jealousy just know I love you. And I want you. Always and forever.” His confession makes your heart melt and you don’t know what to do about that. What do you do when you are head over heels for someone so much that it consumes your very being?

“God your sappy Mairi” apparently you decide to make a joke about it. Well played Y/N.

“Hay! Say something nice back” he laughs and you know in that moment that the two of you were made for each other. You balance each other out.

“Come on quick one say something loving back…” Rhella your annoyingly nosey dragon decides to butt in.

“I love you too you loser”

#liam mairi x reader #fourth wing #liam mairi #bodhi durran #enemies to lovers #garrick tavis #imogen temult #xaden riorson #tension #violet sorrengail #dragons #secret relationship

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fxckn-sxck-fr · 20 days ago

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im living for your writing🙏🏻

can you do yandere nsfw alphabet with hal? its okay if you dont, thank uuuu😭😭💕

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓…

!!! 18+ THEMES, GN reader, dom Hal, general coercive behavior, possible non-con, Hal being a freak, this would take forever to properly warn, I’m sorry.

Omg, this is my first time ever doing a NSFW alphabet post. I can’t believe I’ve never done one. I’m kinda nervous, but let’s see.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hal’s aftercare game is surprisingly strong. There’s a couple of minutes where he’ll hold you against his chest, thumb stroking gently against your hip as he mutters about how good you were for him.

Now, cleanup is a bit of a different story. He’d rather stay inside of you for as long as possible, meaning he might just use whatever’s closest to wipe you down so he doesn’t have to pull out. But he also likes post-sex showers, too. He’ll even carry you there. It’s the least he could do after absolutely destroying you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I don’t know… I’ve given this a lot of thought… maybe it’s a tie between your neck and your hips. Neck because he loves to mark it, and hips because this man loves to hold ‘em. And, hey, he’ll mark your hips, too.

On your side of things, it depends on how tolerant you are of Hal. If you’re a less than willing partner, I can’t really see you liking any of him, LMAO. And I’d hate to speak on your behalf, but hear me out. Hal has some hot hands. I will be expanding upon this later, just you wait.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves to cum on your face. When your nose scrunches up a bit at the feeling of his release dripping all over you, when you look up at him with one eye squeezed shut so cum doesn’t get in it… you look so pathetic. So adorable. Such an ego-boost on his part, and lord only knows he needs more of that.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I mean, let’s be honest, is there anything really “secret” about what he likes to do to you? Dirty, yes, but “secret”? Mmm, I don’t know about that. I guess maybe the closest thing is that he’s got voyeuristic tendencies. Yes, he talks about making you feel good all the time, but it’s easy to assume he gets off on that because it’s him that’s making you feel good; an egotistical thing. And while that’s certainly part of it, he genuinely does get horny from just seeing you so worked up. You’re just hot like that.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Yeah, I’d say he’s pretty experienced. He’s gotten around a bit and knows a thing or two about having a good time. Finds out what makes you cum relatively quick (unfortunately for you; he will abuse this).

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Hal will do just about anything. Sometimes, it comes down to convenience. Though he is partial to doggy style, where he can hold your head down and just take what he wants. He also likes various standing positions when he’s fucking you in tight spaces.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can get a bit goofy, but mostly as a way to tease you. Making you all flustered takes top priority.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s got thick hair, but it’s well maintained. A hint of a happy trail, darker pubic hair. He likes to keep it short.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Depends. Is this an angry fuck situation? No romance. Just rough and streamy. Is he feeling a bit more vulnerable, or it’s your first time initiating it? Extremely soft. Very romantic. Lots of kisses and praises. Loves to talk you through it, albeit sometimes with that condescending tone, but if you’re too horny to notice, then it’s whatever.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before winning you over (or just straight-up kidnapping you), he jerked off so often. Maybe once a day, even. But having you in his life means he never has to masturbate when he can just have you! Yes, y’all fucked a lot for the first couple of weeks. He had a lot of it to get out of his system.

Afterwards, the only times he really has to masturbate is if he’s on a mission without you. But it just doesn’t feel the same now that he’s felt you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Biting. Bites. Big biter over here. Did I mention he likes to bite you?

He has a daddy kink. I said it. And if you don’t agree, we can meet in the middle with a sir kink. I won’t accept anything less, though. This man likes to have some sort of power over you.

Disgusting somno pervert. Can’t even keep his hands off you even when you’re asleep. Absolutely no shame.

Finally, cockwarming. For the times he just wants intimacy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anytime. Anywhere. Places like public bathrooms or alleyways are usually for when he’s too jealous to wait for when the two of you are home alone, so for the optimal Hal experience (where he can actually focus on what he’s doing better), he likes anywhere in his apartment.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly, you could just look at Hal and he’d be like, “that’s hot, I want you.” He really loves your obedience. Stroke his ego in any way and he’s hard.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He does not like anything that relinquishes his control over you. Sure, he may be willing to let you set the pace, but he’s the one calling the shots.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Call him the oral master. He is wicked good with his tongue, knowing exactly what to do with it. He’ll go down on you as a reward every now and then, but if you’re nice enough, then you’ll know to return the favor.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

More often than not, he’s probably a bit more on the rougher side. Of course, this is skewed a bit due to the times he’s jealous and/or angry, so don’t get things twisted; again, he’s willing to let you set the pace. It just depends on how compliant you are.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As much as Hal would love to believe he’d never “stoop this low,” you already know they happen a lot. He just can’t help it, okay?

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

While he’s not exactly an exhibitionist, he sure as hell doesn’t care if people know. This man has pulled you into some hella risky places for a quick fuck.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Lots of stamina. He could go for hours. Many rounds. Especially when he’s pissed off.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Ahh. Freaky Lantern ring ask, my beloved. The galaxy has entrusted him with the world’s most versatile sex toy, and he is for sure using it to its fullest potential. I don’t see him using it on himself, so you’re on the receiving end of Hal’s twisted imagination.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s a piece of shit. Even when you’re good, he can’t help but be a little mean. But, hey, it’s better to be good and allowed to cum than to be bad and tortured for an eternity. Pick your battles.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

While he mostly tries to keep his sounds at bay, the occasional groan does slip through. He has the potential to be loud, it’s just that he’d rather hear your sounds over his. Other than that, he does talk a lot, along with frequent curses.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

His natural sweaty and musky smell actually kinda hits different. It’s a little earthy, a little spicy. Kind of reminiscent of Russian Sage. Y’all could get done with a damn workout of a fuck and most people who get a whiff of his after-sex smell would just think he’s got an interesting cologne. Pleasant, just interesting.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Maybe a little above average in size. Girthy and leans towards the right.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high. He’ll mellow out a bit after initially getting his hands on you, but it’s still high. Good luck dealing with his horny ass!!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Normally, he’d much rather wait until you fall asleep first, even when he’s super tired. But on days where he just wants intimacy and softness, there’s a chance he’ll actually fall asleep first. Either way, he’s got you in a death grip, so you’re not weaseling your way out of his arms anytime soon.

#❥ CALL INCOMING: DO YOU LIKE SCARY MOVIES?#❥ TW: YANDERE #❥ ROMANTIC YANDERE #❥ YANDERE HAL JORDAN #❥ DOM HAL JORDAN #❥ YANDERE HAL JORDAN X READER #❥ GN READER #❥ SUB READER

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a-whispering-echo · 3 months ago

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Band drabble

tumblr exclusive lmao, most of these are on my Ao3 but cus this one is SO very short and it really IS just a drabble, figured id post it here <3

Cross leaned against the counter, absentmindedly stirring his coffee. His gaze kept drifting to the stairs as he waited in anticipation for his lazy boyfriend to emerge. The clock on the wall ticked toward 2pm, and then, finally, the familiar groan echoed through the kitchen.

Dust stumbled down, looking like a beautifully dishevelled mess. His shirt hung off him like a dress, oversized and clearly Horror’s, drool leaving a dark patch near the neck, and the boxers with little bunnies peeking out at the hem were almost too much. Bunny slippers - affectionately dubbed “dust bunnies” by the band - flopped with each step, and his hair—well, it looked like he'd been through a blender; seemingly alive with the static of a thousand dream. He rubbed his eyes with an ineffectual hand, a barely coherent groan escaping him.

“Morning, Sunshine,” Cross said, unable to hide his grin. There was something about Dust’s sleep-mussed appearance that was more captivating than any carefully orchestrated photoshoot. Maybe it was because this was the real Dust, maybe it was because he was trusted to see Dust like this, regardless, he was the most beautiful person Cross had ever seen.

Dust squinted at him, one eye half-open. “Mm, yeah, if you say so. Morning is relative.” He blinked slowly, barely registering the room. “I’m not awake yet.”

Cross stepped closer, his heart pounding. “You look like you’ve been through a wind tunnel with that hair, bunny.” He reached out, brushing a stray hair from Dust’s face. “But, honestly, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Dust’s eyes widened slightly, a hint of confusion breaking through his sleepy haze. “What’re you on about? Can't... too tired to..think.”

Cross chuckled, his heart racing. “Nothing much, just trying to figure out how to get a ring on your finger without waking you up to do it.”

Dust rubbed his eyes again, smirking despite himself. “Well, when you figure it out, let me know. I might be more awake by then.”

“You’re perfect just like this,” Cross said softly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to Dust’s forehead. “Drool and all.”

Dust blinked, then a sleepy grin tugged at his lips. “You’re hopeless, you know that?”

Cross chuckled, pulling Dust into a hug. “Hopelessly in love with you.”

Dust sighed contentedly, resting his head on Cross’s shoulder. “Guess that’s not the worst way to be.”

The kitchen, bathed in the warm afternoon light, seemed to glow a little brighter as Cross held Dust close, content in the perfect imperfection of their morning.

LINES UNDER HERE THAT DID NOT MAKE THE FINAL CUT :)

“Morning,” Dust mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

Cross’s heart skipped a beat. Despite the chaos of his appearance, or maybe it was because of it, Dust was the most beautiful thing Cross had ever seen. He couldn’t help but let out a soft, awed laugh. “Morning? I’d say it’s more like afternoon.”

Dust blinked slowly, squinting at Cross through his bleary eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I’m not exactly known for my punctuality.”

Dust’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “Are you saying something profound or just being weird?”

“Maybe a bit of both.”

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tsuunara · 10 months ago

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,, BSD FANDOM STOP FUCKING MISCHARACTERIZING CHUUYA FOR ONE SECOND CHALLENGE

i need to get this out of my head because i can't do this anymore with ppl who mischaracterize chuuya so much

tw ; opinion and lots of stormbringer and 15 spoilers! i think it's safe to put that here (also sorry for my poor wording of this i'm trying my best here sob sob justice for chuuya!!!)

"chuuya would be a red flag in relationships because he has incredible anger issues and gets violent!"

,, what a bullshit statement LOL i'm (not) sorry for saying this but i really don't think chuuya has any anger issues whatsoever?? NOW JUST HEAR ME OUT FOR A SECOND being short-tempered ≠ having anger issues!!! ,, having anger issues is something you CAN'T control and causes you to say or do things that can cause harm to others. chuuya does NOT have anger issues!!! we relatively don't see chuuya taking his anger out towards ANYONE with NO CONTROL over his actions whatsoever (arahabaki excluded, it's literally a god of destruction)

,, "but he takes it out on dazai!! he fought with him!!"

,, chuuya mentions that it was to SPITE him. when dazai and chuuya are together, i'd say chuuya is more pissed and annoyed because dazai is usually pushing is buttons. he's just a bit short-tempered and loses it a little more easier than others! of course he also does loses his temper a bit whenever he's stressed as well (that one cannibalism arc episode!!! where he said "son of a bitch") but he didn't particularly go KABOOM KABOOM, ifykwim. ,, we can also see him relatively calm and serious with his work in some episodes too!! he's not yapping and exploding all the time, because obviously he's a 22 year old man. throughout these 7 years, chuuya WOULD'VE learned to mature himself and control his emotions ESPECIALLY after going through his trauma.

,, "but chuuya is violent all the time!"

,, "all the time" ? bffr LMAO. okay sure, chuuya is MAFIA EXECUTIVE and that's part of his job. but that doesn't mean he's always killing this and that!! literally in the official wiki it mentions how chuuya isn't "impossible to reason with" when dealing with his enemies!!

,, ALSO FURTHER PROOF THAT CHUUYA ISN'T SOME COLD-BLOODED KILLER WHO KILLS EVERYONE HE SEES!! in stormbringer, we're up to the scene where N literally tells chuuya that he wasn't human and literally TORTURES HIM, verlaine - the man who KILLED off all his friends - gets him to kill N. but guess fucking what? CHUUYA DIDN'T!!! he tried to go for verlaine instead!! and he also sympathized with him because he KNEW where he was coming from as well!!

,, also!! when he was betrayed by the sheep in the 15 arc, dazai gave chuuya the choice of what to do with them when he was ordered to kill both the sheep and the GSS. and chuuya told him not to kill any of the sheep - most likely due to the fact that he actually still sees them as his family (give this man a break wtf) ,, even if we see chuuya angry at times, at most we can justify his anger - i mean who wouldn't go feral if you had to face the man who killed all your friends or the man who literally killed off your original self, tortured you and told you you weren't human? if anything, it's a very human thing if im being honest. (further proof that chuuya is human) ,, now, bringing back to our bullshit statement - why would chuuya need to get angry or violent if he loves his s/o? chuuya may be a red flag and has his flaws but i REALLY don't see the need for him to take any of his anger out on his s/o. he's really not angry 24/7 all the time, nor does he always NEED to use violence even as being part of the mafia - and just so you know, it's confirmed that chuuya would treat women the best out of everyone!!!! so let's just call it a day and go home guys 🤗🤗🤗

tldr; there would be no need for chuuya to get angry or violent if he loves his s/o, being a mafia executive does NOT necessarily mean he is violent all the time as he sympathizes with others, chuuya does NOT have anger issues and just loses his temper a little more easier than others (especially when it comes to dazai), and asagiri literally confirms he respects women.

thank you for coming to my ted talk. have a good day, evening or night ^_^

#thank you for coming to my ted talk #u may not know it but i am COMING FOR YOU said person who said that statement #fuck you btw u stink for that #(almost) slash half joke because we're actually friends...#i will defend this man for my LIFE #justice for chuuya #i love him a normal amount i promise #bsd #chuuya #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara

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summerwritesfics · 1 year ago

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🍓No Tricks, Only Treats

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 1316 Words Rating: Teen Warnings: Costume Party, Halloween, Halloween Costumes, Halloween Party, Fluff, Bunny Girl Outfits, Kuai Is A Cutie Pie, Hanzo Has Vague memories Of Either MKvsDC or Injustice (whichever you prefer lmao) @anyfandomfluffbingo: Costume Party

Summary: Hanzo & Kuai Liang attend Johnny’s Halloween party.

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Notes: Heeeyyyyy Happy Halloween :) I was looking through my bingo prompts because tbh, I need to really start working on them, and I realised this prompt was perfect for a short little Halloween fic! So, enjoy!

Halloween was an oddity to Hanzo.

He didn’t really get the point of it if he was being honest. Trick and treating, while he could understand it being fun for kids, didn’t really sound appealing to him. Dressing in silly costumes even less so.

But when Johnny Cage invited you to a party, it was very hard to say no. Especially with Kuai Liang extremely enthusiastic about the idea, wanting to experience as much of what a normal life would feel like as possible. The fact that it was a costume party just seemed to excite Kuai more. He’d never worn a costume to a party before, the idea so novel that he’d been basically talking about it non-stop. The kids had offered to take him shopping for one and he’d eagerly agreed.

Hanzo hadn’t gone with them, and hadn’t seen Kuai’s costume yet. Due to their schedules they were also arriving to the party separately. He wondered what ridiculous outfit they’d managed to persuade Kuai to buy. He’d heard Cassandra pitch some ice queen outfit from some animated movie, but if that was the direction they’d gone in he didn’t know.

Hanzo himself had just gone kind of simple, and a little classic according to Johnny Cage. His pirate costume had been relatively inexpensive, and it was not exactly good quality, but he hadn’t wanted to spend a lot on something he was going to use once. The other guests' costumes seemed to vary in effort. Cassandra and Jacqueline had gone all out with quite intricate outfits. Supposedly they were a pair of supervillain lesbians, but Hanzo had no idea what they were referring to. Then you had Sonya, who’d thrown a bit of fake blood onto a blouse and called herself a zombie. According to Johnny, that was her outfit every year.

“Nice costume, Grandmaster,” a voice broke him out of his musings. He turned to find Kung Jin standing next to him.

“Thank you.” Hanzo looked Kung Jin up and down. He wasn’t completely sure on what Jin’s costume was, but given it was green and he had a bow and arrow he could make somewhat of an educated guess. “Are you meant to be Robin Hood?”

“I’m Green Arrow!” Jin sounded offended at the idea he was anything but this “Green Arrow” person. “Anyone would think you’ve never read a comic book or something.”

“Uh huh,” Hanzo sarcastically hummed. So he was also a superhero then. Seemed the kids were going for a theme.

From the corner of his eye, someone else peered around him. Even with an almost full face mask on, Hanzo could tell it was Takeda.

“I’m Batman,” he announced, putting on a gruff voice that made Jin burst into laughter.

“See, now, Batman I know,” Hanzo told Jin, lazily pointing at Takeda. “I don’t like him, but I know him.”

“What?” Takeda exclaimed, dropping the voice and standing straight. “How can you hate Batman?”

“I just have a weird feeling about him.” It was like something had happened in a past life in relation to the caped crusader. Which was absolutely ridiculous when he thought about it. Batman was a fictional character and didn’t exist, so the feeling was completely irrational. Still, something about it made him uneasy. He cleared his throat and quickly changed the subject with “so, what? Did you four convince Kuai Liang to be a superhero as well?”

“Nah, we let him do his own thing.” Takeda made a dismissive motion with his hand. “He seemed happy with what he got though.”

“Think you’ll be happy with it too,” Jin quietly chuckled as he took a sip of his drink. Hanzo couldn’t help but eye him suspiciously.

“What did you guys let him buy?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at Jin. He could just imagine that Kuai was about to walk in wearing the most absurd thing the kids could convince him to buy.

Jin bit his lip and smirked, “oh. You’ll see.” He then pointed across the room. “In fact, he’s here.”

Hanzo looked around just in time to see Kuai Liang walking into the party. His jaw dropped at what he saw.

Kuai Liang in what Hanzo could only describe as a bunny girl outfit.

He watched as Kuai was greeted by Johnny and Sonya, both clearly amused by what Kuai was wearing. It was a light blue bodysuit without straps and fishnet tights. He had a pair of bunny ears perched on his head, a small ball of fluff attached to his ass like a tail, and to top it all off a pair of high heel shoes the same colour as the bodysuit. Hanzo could feel his face getting hot, he completely understood Jin’s snide comment. Kuai did have a habit of wearing revealing clothing but this was the furthest he’d ever gone in public before.

“Have fun~” Jin sang in a teasing way, reaching under Hanzo’s chin and closing his mouth, teeth loudly clacking together. Hanzo glared at him, but Jin just laughed in his face. All Hanzo could do in retaliation was watch as Jin and Takeda walked away.

“Hanzo,” Kuai greeted cheerfully as he made his way over. The bright smile on his face was a beautiful sight. Even if Hanzo had originally had reservations about coming to the party, it was worth it to see Kuai experiencing pure joy from something so silly and simple. “I like your costume.”

“Ah. And I like yours,” Hanzo admitted, taking a better look at it now Kuai was closer. God damn he pulls it off a little too well. “Was this your idea or the kids?”

“A little of both,” Kuai explained with a sheepish grin. “I wanted to but wasn’t sure and they convinced me.”

It occurred to Hanzo that the kids' encouragement was probably an effort to make Hanzo flustered. Kenshi had warned him the group were on the warpath to break past the “Grandmaster Grumpyface” persona. He supposed this time, they actually won. He glanced across the room at them, where the four were now grouped together, watching Kuai and Hanzo, giggling to themselves over their victory.

They are the worst Superhero group I’ve ever seen.

“Apparently Sonya is jealous because my legs are nicer than hers,” Kuai continued, holding one of the aforementioned limbs up as emphasis. Hanzo snorted at that. “Her words, not mine, to clarify.”

“Well, I do agree with her, you do have fantastic legs.” Hanzo cleared this throat slightly as he stared at the body parts in question. “As well as other assets.”

“Other ass-ets?” Kuai questioned, stressing that particular part of the word, making it obvious what he thought Hanzo was getting at.

“That’s not what I meant,” Hanzo clarified with a huff. Kuai just tilted his head at him. “I mean don’t get me wrong that part of you is magnificent but it’s not the only part of you that is.”

The grin on Kuai’s face just emphasised the point. It made all the features on his face light up and just proved how beautiful he was. Hanzo couldn’t help himself, he lent forward to press a kiss on the tip of Kuai’s nose. Kuai snorted and pulled back slightly while gently pushing Hanzo away, which was exactly the kind of reaction he was looking for.

“Want to go get a drink?” He asked casually, trying to resist another kiss as Kuai’s cheeks were turning red.

“Hm, I could do with one.” Kuai lent forward slightly, bracing a hand against Hanzo’s collarbone. “Lead the way, Captain.”

Hanzo rolled his eyes in jest, but held out his arm so Kuai could link with his. Kuai gladly accepted, letting Hanzo guide both of them. The night was young, and as long as Kuai Liang had a good time, Hanzo was happy to indulge him until he decided it was over.

#mortal kombat #subscorp #kuai liang #sub zero #scorpion #hanzo hasashi #🍓afg fluff bingo

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN. respond to the prompts out of character !

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? oh, where do i even begin? well, i suppose i should start with how long sw has been in my life. ANH was the first movie my mother ever saw when she visited the USA; she saw it with my grandmother ( and subsequently developed a massive crush on harrison, so indiana jones became a huge part of my childhood too lol ). for this reason, my mother introduced my brother and I to sw when we were actual babies. then, when the prequels came out, it’s all me and my brother consumed. from the movies themselves to the original clone wars cartoon to the PS2 games to the novels/book series. we watched it on a tiny portable player for every trip, and every time my relatives needed us to go away to let the adults talk lol. it also helped our comprehension of english so much. i can’t recall a time in which sw hasn’t been present in my life! before i joined the tumblr swrpc, i kept to myself in the prequels community, wrote fanfic, and rped anakin on skype. he’s always been a character that hit a little too close to home in one too many ways. the main parallel i have with him (that doesn’t relate to his mental issues haha) is his love/devotion/attachment to his mother. it’s difficult for me to explain without getting into the aspects of my culture (孝順 / filial piety), but in short, i am cantonese; if my mother asked me for my thumb tomorrow, i would give her my arm today. anakin’s love for his mother, his determination to free her from slavery at an early age, was very touching. EPII has been memed to oblivion, yes, but the pain i feel when anakin doesn’t get to hear his mother tell him she loves him one last time before she dies, and knowing that it haunts him for the rest of his life (eu), makes me want to throw myself out a window lmao i have an extremely close relationship with my parents; this sort of pain is absolutely gutting for someone like me. anyway, when i joined the tumblr swrpc, writing han solo was never the plan. i originally wanted to write luke but ended up changing my mind at the last second. I’d written well over a dozen fics with han at that point, but was nowhere near confident, so i thought of it as more of an experiment. guess that doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things, because if you really think about it, since the day i started writing him in fics, he hasn’t stopped butting into my brain. in fact, he’s been harassing me ever since—to the point that i even switched from writing luke to him… lol given my upbringing and my mother’s love for him, han has always been my childhood hero, as well as my brother’s. our dad was our han solo. the nostalgic and familial associations run so deep, it’s difficult to articulate. we share many traits, right down to his universally agreed-upon zodiac sign (sagittarius); i know han solo like the back of my hand—and it’s probably because i wanted to be just like him when i grew up.

is there anything you don’t like to write? character death. if i have to say another, it’s when people conflate harrison with the character he plays and then decides to address that in a thread. harrison was a ladies man back in the 80s, and that’s fine, but that doesn’t mean the same for han. i hate seeing the conflation between the two. not sure if this happens as often anymore, but there was a time when fics/threads/even han rpers would lean into it, by default, thus totally destroying his character in my eyes. i mean, write it as a storyline, that’s cool and fine, but infidelity has never been inherently part of his character. i will die on this fucking hill.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? most unpopular opinion ever: action sequences. critical situations, fast paced action, thriller scenes featuring immediate, life-threatening circumstances. i love writing that which exhibits a sense of urgency and tension, with sprinklings of emotional depth and contemplative introspective moments. scenes with internal conflict combined with aforementioned external events. even evading enemy forces, sustaining minor/major injuries, dressing wounds. dunno why those are always the most fun to me. aside from that? romance/romantic angst. i’ve had many writing partners over the years, and each one thought they could outdo me in writing romantic angst. sometimes, the psychosomatic pain of heartbreak isn’t far from feeling like you’ve lost a limb in battle.

how do you come up with headcanons? by being the most annoying, meticulous person ever. i’m extremely detail oriented; when i see incongruities in my own work, i perish. so, when i come up with headcanons, i have to consider all factors that may affect the outcome of whatever question i’ve posed in my mind and feel the need to justify my choices, for whatever reason, by tying it back to XYZ. my headcanons must align with my muse’s personality, their environment from childhood to adulthood, their current circumstances, and if it’s an AU, how it mirrors canon events. canon/eu is everything imo, because they are their own choices; it’s what shaped them into the character we know them as. ofc, this is my process and opinion, so make of that what you will.

do you write in silence or do you play music? no music, no tv. sometimes people talking is too much for me. i have adhd and my medication only helps so much. i will absolutely start writing down the conversation or lyrics playing in the background lol

do you plan your replies or wing them? plotting vs planning replies is different to me. plotting gives me a foundation, but it can’t be too confining. to plan a reply is to block out each moment. if you trap me, i will always deviate; so i wing everything, even when i have a foundation.

do you enjoy shipping? yes, absolutely! i’m not sure why people tend to assume otherwise, but i’m more open to it than people think. i’ve never cared about who you write, if they’re in the sw franchise, or even what era of sw etc etc never given a shit about what people think; if our muses click, they click. honestly, some of the best ships i’ve had with han, as in the most enjoyable and enlightening of his character, have been ‘crack ships’.

what’s your alias/name? vin, vince, vincent. vincent van hoe. trash bin vin.

age? 27!

birthday? dec 2!

favorite color? silver. if that’s not a color to you, then blue.

favorite song? you can’t expect me to… well, ‘in your eyes’ by the weeknd has been up there for a long time.

last movie you watched? star wars: the clone wars (2008)

last show you watched? … the clone wars lol

last song you listened to? billie jean - MJ.

favorite food? my mother’s 番茄炒蛋 ( egg and tomato stir fry ), unagi, freshly baked breads, fresh fruit …

favorite season? i get mostly tropical weather, but i love a cold winter.

do you have a tumblr best friend? unfortunately, so many people have left the site over the years, but i'm grateful to call these people some of the closest friends i have in the rpc: @techniiciian @desiccation @vibraea @rcvanchist @sgterso @voxcrystallis

tagged : @debelltio thank you for thinking of me!! tagging : if you're still reading this, i tag you!

#( . i hope i didn't bore anyone to death haha i already cut out so much skdfjksdf #( . im a bit of a Yapper y'see‚ and i can ramble about sw stuff like nobody's business #( . anyway just know that i always come back to han‚ no matter what. he's so annoying lmao #˒・*。◞ ( dash game ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ ғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇ ғᴀᴠᴏʀs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʟᴅ‚ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ.#˒・*。◞ ( ooc ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀʙᴏɴɪᴛᴇ.#long post ts

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senblades · 5 months ago

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9, 22 , 13 and 6!

[cracks knuckles] alrighty! great timing, as I just finished writing chaper 62 for fftsr HAHA

6. the word that appears the most in your current draft

The top word in my doc for chapter 62 is, apparently, "Shadow". Unsurprising, I guess lmao (followed by "Ren", then "Haru", then "Okumura" (gee golly I wonder what the chapter is about))

9. start to finish, how long did it take you to write the last fic you posted?

hmm...... well, if we're saying Faith for the second run, then like- eight, nine months (holy hell)? I posted the first chapter on October 5th 2023, according to ao3, and I had built up a buffer of chapters starting about two weeks prior.

But, I had also started writing my big 'ol planning "what the hell is even happening in this fic" doc a few weeks before that, so I guess- shit, ten months?

Buuuut if we're talking "completed fics", then my one shot Reflections took... I guess a few days total? Spread out, of course, but it's only around 3k, so it only took so long because i needed the prose to be as flowery as possible HAHA

13. a fandom you’re thinking about writing for

[puffs out my cheeks] okay here's the thing, the persona brainrot is strong, and when I say "brainrot" I tend to mean "hyperfixation", and in the case of persona, I mean "hyperfixation that has and will last for a very long time". Sooooo I guess my cop-out answer is "Persona 3 or 4", because like. I have a long fic idea for the former and a two-shot idea for the latter HAHAHA

Buuuuut if I had to pick another fandom that I would write for.... Ace Attourney? Or, as is likely, something will come and blindside me down the road

or, y'know what? Left-field answer: Octopath Traveller. HAHA I honestly really like the two games and the anthology style. Alfyn... my boy.... I would write a one shot for you

22. do you ever worry about public reaction to what you’re writing? how do you get past that?

oh definitely... I was so nervous posting the first chapter of fftsr.... I posted it at like. 11pm, and immediately went to sleep so I could stop thinking about it lmao

but! now, it's kind of like.... since fftsr's chapters are relatively short (kinda), I always get worried that people will jump the gun with stuff in the comments, when it's just a situation of "this will be explained in a later chapter, but that chapter might be three weeks from now", y'know? There's also morality stuff occasionally- fftsr is honestly pretty tame in that regard, with things that people could yell at me for, but, well, Akechi is one of the main characters, so sometimes I'm a little afraid people will argue with me on stuff hahaha

getting over it? ummmm I just like. stop feeling emotions for a while HAHA a terrible answer, I'm sure

ty very much for the ask! <3 <3 <3 this felt like and interview it was very fun HAHAHA

#asks #fftsr #I am one of octopath's three fans #i will go to bat #okay i'm not that obsessed (anymore) HAHAHA but still #it's kinda funny that Shadow is the top word #and that “Ren” is the second?#I /guess/ he has two POV sections in that chapter #so I guess he thinks his name a lot lmao #and it comes up in the other POVs too I suppose

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Just wondering, there’s one chapter left (+patreon alt ending), will there be a short epilogue at the end of it or do you have any plans of writing an epilogue chapter or maybe write an epilogue chapter later on? Or are you getting ready to finish jj fully and move on? Either way, nervous/excited for the ending. Still team gyu all the way ofc. I’ll probably reread the whole thing in the future and I wonder if my feelings will change because I don’t remember bad things gyu has done now. I wouldn’t describe him as toxic or manipulative.. but rn I just think of him as a sad unfortunate boy who’s lashing out because he’s losing who’s most important to him (which contributes to him losing her/is the reason etc but still). Only question is how long he’s liked her and if/when he became aware. Im sure oc can grow more confident w yeonjun in the future it makes sense she feels that way now. How important is domming to her? Because this last chapter showed that.. well idk, it doesn’t seem like yeonjun is the type to react in those nice ways … I mean it was the first time so ofc maybe they’ll find what works for them but also if oc is ok with not domming her bf or like. Ok with that type of thing and satisfied otherwise then I guess it’s fine and they can have a fulfilling relationship. Mostly excited for her career tho and I hope professional success will give her the confidence she lacks.

I was actually just thinking about this and I think the winning boy will have a few drabbles written for him between here and patreon ala the extra scene I've talked about for gyu (him wanting your attention while you play games etc) and jun (going on concert dates). There is even a plot I have in mind but I'm not sure if I will go through with it since people aren't as excited for sequels as they are for new fics as seen with the yamqn sequel (though admittedly yamqn was a whole ass book and the main characters died lmao)

Oh gyu has been terrible to oc multiple times but I wouldn't call him toxic or manipulative either. He is not doing this with the intention to hurt her or manipulate her. His reasonings will be revealed next chapter.

I see domming for oc and yeonjun as a relative thing. Sometimes they wanna dom and sometimes they wanna sub, as opposed to gyu leaning hard towards sub but has his dom moments. Oc and jun's dynamics are completely different than hers and gyu's so I see them switching more often than not.

Yup hope girlie gains some damn confidence (i say as I am very insecure in my own work lol)

#mort talks #jealousy jealousy

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do you have any horror manga recommendations? I've been reading them a lot lately

ooh that is a very very good question!! and honestly if you've been following me for a while you've probably seen my catalogue of horror manga lmao. as much as manga is my preferred medium compared to anime and ykno i have a casual fondness for horror, it actually takes me a while to work through new manga DX DX i do have a couple of stuff i can probably suggest, though.

(since you're actively seeking horror, i'm gonna take a guess and assume you're not really in need of any major trigger warnings, since a lot of these recs include gore/violence/sexuality/abuse/general skeeziness, or at least can anticipate that you're gonna run into unsavory stuff, but you can follow up and let me know if there is actually something i should take note of.)

One thing I find with horror manga (and horror in general, but manga especially) is a common big genre drift with things action or comedy or adventure or something. A lot of the well-known names on rec lists have horror elements rather than being primarily horror, or the horror influence ends up downplayed as the story goes on. but still excellent. If I have recs in the realm of "horror-lite/influenced", I'd say:

Kemono Jihen by Sho Aimoto, kid joins a detective agency in Tokyo meant to resolve supernatural incidents between "kemono" and humans.

Dandadan by Yukinobu Tatsu, a girl who believes in spirits & ghosts and a boy who believes in aliens become friends! And a lot of things happen because the creator assisted for Fujimoto of Chainsaw Man fame, so it has a lot of the same off-the-wall, irreverent humour. While it's not as tight or classy as CSM, it's still a fuckin fun romp with nice horror moments.

Both of those I actually need to catch up with, haha. I'll actually recommend Can You Just Die, My Darling? as well, although I'm not sure if you're the anon who recced it to me first. Much stronger on the horror & violence elements, but it's another one I still have to catch up on.

I'm trying to avoid the obvious recommendations that you can get off any list, like Junji Ito or idk. Tokyo Ghoul, Dorohedoro or something like that. But special shout out to Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni. I'm most familiar with the 2006/07 anime series rather than the games (besides a couple of let's plays) and the manga, but I watched it with my sisters when I was young, LONG before I considered myself a horror fan, and I still consider those question arcs to have some of the best horror sequences ever experienced blind. Hugely influential.

In a similar vein to trying to avoid obvious recs, I know that Shuzo Oshime has gotten more popular as of late, but I've been working through Blood on the Tracks, which is about really insane mommy issues, so if you're cool with that!! You can also check out his other works that I haven't gotten to, but yeah I think he's

For probably my biggest recommendations though - the first one is a short-ish read, I think it was only one volume? The other two were excellent recommendations from my friends!

Helter Skelter by Kyoko Okazaki is about how fucked up the modelling & beauty industry is. There's also a movie adaptation that I haven't watched it.

Hikaru Ga Shinda Natsu (The Summer Hikaru Died) by Mokumokuren, a relatively new BL ongoing series about two friends who live in a rural village - except one of the friends had disappeared months ago in the mountains.

And my actual personal favourite recommendation, Kurosagi: Corpse Delivery Service. It's about a team of students at a Buddhist college who start a company to deliver corpses. They also solve murders along the way! This is a really great series and pretty easy to get into, I think - there's some ongoing plot, but a lot of the arcs are more episodic in nature. A lot of fun discussion on Japanese culture and views on death, it's funny, the gore and horror art are just great, it's just a cool unique series. The only thing is that while I believe it's completed, it's not fully translated in English - I think translations only go up to chapter ~89? So while there's story threads that are unanswered, the translations don't end on a cliffhanger at least.

I do have a "To Read" list compiled after going through some other rec lists / Youtube videos about horror manga. I can't speak to the quality of these yet, but they must have been intriguing enough for me to write them down. Here's a selection of them, not including general creators I wanted to check out:

Dai Dark by Q Hayashida of Dorohedoro fame

Doubt, Judge, and Secret by the guy who did the Higurashi manga.

Another

The Serial Killer is Laughing in the Rain

As the Gods Will

Jagaaan

The Horror Mansion

Fear Infection

Mushihime

Homunculus

Ichi the Killer

Mister Arashi's Amazing Freakshow

PTSD Radio

Dementia 21

Dark Hideout

Halloween Desetsu

The Quiz

Mantis Woman

Presents

If you've read any of those, or get to them before I do, or read any of the prior recs let me know your thoughts!! Always down to chat horror.

Aside from that. Well Digimon: Ghost Game was pretty fun when I was watching it. Had some spooky ooky moments. If you like Digimon o:

actually i'm going to use this opportunity to again reiterate how validated i was when horikoshi had that comment about how he'd like to try doing horror when one of my prominent thoughts when the MVA arc was running was how much potential the guy had as a horror artist and how it could really free him. my goddamn vision.

#thank you anon <3 <3 <3

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