#when its literally. fine to not have anything to do

[yoursjaeyun]

𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 — 𝐩𝐬𝐡.

𝐩airing. ex bf!sunghoon x reader

𝐬ypnosis. nearly a year after your messy breakup, you and sunghoon cross paths again at a business party— different lives, same unresolved feelings. but when the night ends and you can’t drive yourself home, an unexpected car ride forces the two of you to face the words you’ve never said, and the love you never really let go.

𝐠enre. angst angst angst, romance, ex-lovers to ???, tension, suggestive

𝐰arnings. suggestive themes, mild sexual tension ( implied sex ), partial undressing, heated makeout, alcohol consumption, angst

𝐰c. 2.5k to 3k

𝐚/𝐧. idk guys i haven’t really seen many enhypen angst lately sooo i kinda wanted to try writing one myself:) it’s been a hot minute since i’ve written anything like this so pls be nice LMAO… its pretty short too so pls don’t be disappointed </3 anyway enjoy the pain <3

🤍🎵 inspired by — on the drive home by NIKI ( listen while reading for max pain! lol )

reblogs are appreciated !!

YOUR FRIEND— YOUR CURRENT BUSINESS PARTNER, HAD FINALLY CLOSED THE DEAL OF A LIFETIME. a celebratory event was needed. they invited everyone involved in the project: investors, collaborators, mutual connections from back when everything was just a rough idea scrawled on paper.

you were here to support them. smile, nod, make polite conversation. try not to look too out of place in heels that quite literally pinched at your toes.

you stood near the tall windows, drink in hand, your coworkers talking beside you as you let the familiar sound of their voices fade into the background.

you weren’t exactly thrilled to be here, but you weren’t dreading it either.

or at least… you hadn’t been.

because who you didn’t expect to see was park sunghoon. your ex. right because you both worked in the same business—well, technically. seperate branches, different departments, hardly ever crossing paths.

and yet, there he was. across the room. near the bar. talking to someone you didn’t recognize, dressed in a black suit that fit him too well, his hair perfectly styled like he hadn’t spent the past year out of your life.

you felt your breath hitch slightly, chest tightened as your heart raced.

he looked… the same. annoyingly the same.

and then, as if drawn by the weight of your stare, his eyes found yours.

time paused.

and then he looked away.

you eventually did the same before downing the rest of your glass faster than you should have, sweetness hitting too sharp on your tongue.

“easy there, y/n,” one of your coworkers chuckled lightly beside you, “you alright?”

you forced a smile, waving them off. “yeah,” you pursed your lips. “just celebrating.”

somewhere between your third and fourth glass, the warmth of the wine settled in your chest, making everything feel a little fuzzier, but your emotions, somehow, felt harder to keep in check.

you barely had a moment to collect yourself before you felt someone step up beside you.

“is that… who i think it is?”

jennifer. your closest friend and coworker, the only person who knew the full story. you kept your gaze fixed on your glass, swirling the last bit of wine at the bottom.

“unfortunately.”

“don’t look,” you hissed under your breath, shooting her a quick side-eye. but she only gave you a knowing smile, tilting her head slightly.

“tell him that. he was already looking over here anyway.” she leaned in slightly, “like full-on staring. i thought my lipgloss was smudged or something.”

you sighed. “great. just what i needed tonight.”

“do you want to leave?” she offered, and you shook your head. “no. i’m fine. i’m not going to let him ruin this for me.” — “attagirl,” she smiled, bumping her shoulder against yours. “still… proud of you for coming. i know it’s not easy.”

you let out a quiet laugh. “is that your way of saying i looked like i was gonna bail?”

“a little,” she grinned, not denying it. “but i also knew you wouldn’t. you’re stubborn like that.” you rolled your eyes.

“thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“anytime.” she nudged your arm, giving you a sidelong glance. “you gonna talk to him?”

you paused, heart skipping in your chest.

“no.”

“you sure?”

“positive.”

“okay. but if you change your mind…” she wiggled her brows. “drama’s always more fun when i’m there to witness it.” you couldn’t help but laugh.

“tempting. really tempting.”

looking back at him, you looked down at your glass once again. “you know what, i might just go home early tonight, actually.” jennifer raised an eyebrow but said nothing, waiting for you to explain. “i think i need some fresh air.” you gave a small, tired smile. “i’ll catch up later.”

she nodded, concern flickering in her eyes. “alright. but promise me you’ll text if you need anything.”

“i will.”

you set your glass down gently and started to step away. “stay until the end for me, yeah? and tell the others i’m leaving for now, don’t want anyone wondering.”

jennifer smiled warmly. “of course. go take care of yourself.” you gave her a grateful nod, then turned toward the exit, mentally preparing yourself to slip out unnoticed.

but fate clearly had other plans.

because standing right in your path — of course — was him.

you kept your eyes down, focused on weaving past the crowd, just a few more steps and you’d be out of here— and then your heel caught on the edge of the carpet. you stumbled forward, heart leaping to your throat— but before you could hit the floor, a hand shot out, catching your arm.

“careful,” his voice came low.

you froze.

“sorry,” you mumbled quickly, avoiding eye contact. you pulled your arm free gently, almost like it hurt to leave his grasp, and hurried outside before you could think twice.

you cursed under your breath, reaching down to yank off your heels. the sharp sting of forming blisters had finally pushed you over the edge. “stupid heels,” you muttered, wincing as you flexed your sore feet, gripping the heels in one hand while pacing toward the curb.

behind you, through the glass doors, sunghoon watched. his brow furrowed, lips pressed into a thin line.

you stood by the curb, the cool air brushing against your shoulders, shoes hanging from your fingers, your breath fogging up in the night. the sounds of the party drifted through the doors behind you. you thought maybe you’d made it out without having to deal with anything else tonight.

but then—

the door creaked open, and you heard footsteps approaching slowly.

you didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

“going somewhere barefoot?”

his voice broke the quiet. you let out a slow breath, forcing a small smile as you kept your gaze ahead. “figured i’d give my feet a break. what’s it to you?”

then there was a long pause.

“give me your keys.”

you finally turned just enough to see him standing there, coat over his shoulders, his expression cold and serious.

“i can take care of myself, sunghoon.”

“you’ve been drinking.”

“so has everyone else tonight.”

he scoffed softly, shaking his head like he’d heard this before. “don’t be difficult.”

your feet ached, your head felt heavy, and honestly… you were too tired to argue tonight. you tightened your grip on your shoes, sighing in defeat. “fine.” you fished your keys out of your clutch and tossed them to him without much thought. he caught them easily, of course.

“come on,” he said, nodding toward the lot. and you followed, dragging your steps a little behind him.

the walk to your car felt longer than it was. when he unlocked it and held open the passenger door, you slipped in, setting your shoes on the floor and smoothed down your dress. he shut the door, and the quiet settled in again. you turned toward the window, arms crossed.

it had almost been a year. and somehow, it still felt familiar.

sunghoon closed the door gently, then circled around to the driver’s side. the engine started with a low hum, dashboard lights flickering to life between you. and for a while, neither of you spoke. the only sounds were the quiet rumble of the car and some soft instrumental song playing on the radio.

he pulled out of the parking lot, his eyes fixed straight ahead. and then, after what felt like forever, he finally spoke.

“how was the party?”

you kept your eyes on the window, watching the streetlights blur past. then a dry laugh slipped out.

“like every other one.”

he hummed quietly. “busy. loud. full of people you don’t really want to talk to.” you glanced at him briefly,“you remember.” the corner of your mouth pulling into a small, tired smile.

“i remember a lot of things.” his voice was softer this time, holding back a grin.

and just like that, it was silence again.

the car rolled on through the empty streets, you thought that would be it. just small talk to pass the time. but then—

“you looked happy tonight.”

your stomach twisted. you turned a little, still watching the streets blur past your window. your brows pulled together. “happy?”

“yeah,” he let out a faint, humorless laugh. “laughing with your coworkers, having a good time. i haven’t… seen you like that in a while.”

you breathed in slowly, heat creeping up your chest. “thats what you noticed?” he flicked the turn signal on, his eyes never leaving the road. “what else was i supposed to notice?” your fingers curled into your lap. “maybe how miserable i felt the whole time. how fake that laugh was.” the words slipped out before you could stop them.

he exhaled, jaw tightening. “you think i didn’t notice that too?” you fell quiet, biting the inside of your cheek, trying to hold yourself together.

“i still notice, y/n. whether you want me to or not.” and that was when your chest finally gave in a little.

“well, what good does that do now?” your words came out harsher than you meant. but he didn’t answer. you waited for it—another cold remark, but all he did was tighten his jaw, knuckles pale against the steering wheel.

he didn’t want to mess this up the second time.

you let out a quiet scoff, shaking your head as you leaned back in your seat. “still quiet when it matters, huh?”

nothing.

you watched the street signs blur past, and as he took the next turn without hesitation, you realised he still remembered. the way to your place. and you hadn’t said a word.

“right. still remember my address,” you muttered under your breath, “figured.” but he still stayed quiet.

unbelievable.

a few minutes later, the car slowed in front of your apartment building and you didn’t give yourself time to think as you unbuckled your seatbelt, slipped your heels back on, and pushed open the door all in one rushed motion. the cool night air hit your skin, but it didn’t do much to clear your head.

“thanks.” thats all you mumbled before stepping out, not bothering to look back, your heels tapping quietly against the pavement as you walked away.

“y/n.”

his voice stopped you in your tracks, and slowly, carefully, you turned around.

“your keys.” he held your keys in the air.

right.

you let out a tired sigh, your steps slow as you walked back toward him— but as your fingers brushed against his, he pulled his hand back.

he can’t be doing this right now.

“sunghoon.”

his name came out more of a warning than anything else, but he didn’t move. instead, his eyes finally met yours. “is that it?” his voice wavered slightly, barely enough to notice, but you caught it.

“after everything thats all you have to say?”

your stomach sank, but you forced your face to stay still. “what do you want me to say, sunghoon?”

“something. anything.” he let out a dry, tired laugh. “i drove you home, i… i haven’t seen you in almost a year, and all i get is a ‘thanks’ like i’m just some stranger giving you a ride?” you clenched your jaw, feeling the sting behind your eyes start to build.

“what do you expect me to do? fall apart in front of you? again?”

his grip on the keys tightened. “no. i expect you to stop acting like none of it mattered.”

“stop putting words in my mouth!” you snapped, your voice shaking even though you tried to hold steady. “it mattered. it meant everything. that’s why i can’t talk about it.” and for a second, neither of you said anything.

“then why did you leave?” his voice barely audible.

“why didn’t you fight for us?”

you laughed, but it came out weak. “i was fighting, sunghoon. every single day. i just got tired of fighting alone.”

that shut him up.

his shoulders lowered a little, like your words finally hit where it hurt. you bit your lip, holding yourself together.

“give me my keys.” your voice broke.

he hesitated first— but finally, without saying anything, he placed them in your palm, his fingers brushing yours, long enough to make your heart ache all over again.

you turned on your heel, gripping the keys so tight they dug into your palm. but you barely got two steps away before his voice stopped you again.

“y/n, wait.”

not again.

you closed your eyes, shoulders tense. “please, sunghoon… just let me go home.” if i stay any longer, i’ll love you again and i can’t survive that twice…

you heard his footsteps, felt the space between you close in until his presence was right there, behind you, even though he wasn’t touching you. “do you really want this to be the last time we talk?” his voice cracked on the last word. “don’t do this,” you whispered, your voice shaking.

“i can’t do this anymore.” the words spilled. “acting like i’ve moved on when every part of me still looks for you. when i laugh, i wish you were there to hear it. when something good happens, you’re still the first person i want to tell. it’s always been you. it’s still you.”

you bit down hard on your lip, but it didn’t stop the tears from falling, no matter how hard you tried. “i thought you didn’t care anymore,” you breathed out, wiping at your face quickly.

“i thought you stopped loving me.”

he let out a hollow laugh, “i never stopped. god, i never stopped.” your shoulders trembled as you tried to hold yourself together, heart breaking in a way that felt too familiar.

you turned around to face him. eyes puffy, cheeks damp—

“then why did you let me go?”

and for once, he didn’t have an answer.

all you could hear was your own uneven breathing, your heart pounding painfully against your chest. sunghoon stood there, staring at you like your words had knocked the air right out of him. his lips parted, like he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

and maybe that silence said it all.

you let out a bitter scoff, shaking your head. “that’s what i thought.” you turned to leave again, but this time, he didn’t let you.

his hand caught your wrist, gentle but firm, pulling you back toward him. before you could think, his other hand cupped your face and his lips met yours.

it wasn’t careful. it wasn’t soft. it was messy, desperate, full of all the words neither of you knew how to say. your instinct told you to pull away. and you tried, really, you did.

but your heart was tired of running.

instead of pushing him back, your hands grabbed at his jacket, fingers curling into the fabric, holding on like it was the only thing keeping you standing.

because god, you missed him.

you let yourself feel it again. when you finally pulled away, both of you breathless, his forehead rested against yours, “give me a chance,” he whispered, barely holding it together. “one more chance baby, please.”

you kept your eyes closed, heart twisting painfully in your chest, his words hanging between you like a question you didn’t know how to answer.

somehow, between hurried steps and lingering touches, you ended up at the front of your apartment. neither of you really remembered the walk there, just the rush of adrenaline and the weight of everything finally crashing down.

his hands were on your waist, your fingers tangled in his hair, mouths meeting like you’d been starving for this. your back hit the door, breath hitching as his lips trailed along your jaw, your hands tugging at the collar of his jacket, slipping it off his shoulders.

“keys,” you whispered against his mouth, barely able to focus.

he laughed softly, breathless. “later.”

but you still fumbled blindly in your purse, finally unlocking the door with shaking fingers. the second it clicked open, sunghoon guided you inside, the door shutting behind you with a quiet thud.

his coat dropped to the floor somewhere near the entrance. your heels followed, forgotten. you tugged at his tie, loosening it until it slid free, his hands slipping beneath the straps of your dress, clothes fell away in pieces, like neither of you wanted to waste another second.

it wasn’t perfect.

it was real.

for the first time in months, it finally felt like you could breathe again.

you barely made it past the front door before sunghoon’s hands found your waist again, guiding you toward the couch in the dim light of the living room. you fell onto it together, laughter mixing with shallow breaths, his arms wrapping around you like he didn’t want to let go.

you straddled his lap, knees pressed against the cushions, his hands resting on your hips as you leaned in, kissing him again—slower this time, more like you were taking your time to memorize him all over again.

when you finally pulled back, your breath warm against his skin, your eyes drifted down. his shirt was halfway undone, the buttons you’d tugged loose now leaving his chest exposed.

you just… stared.

all the noise faded, leaving only the rise and fall of his chest and the steady way he looked back at you. “what?” he asked quietly, the corner of his lips tugging up in a smirk.

you shook your head, a smile tugging at your own lips despite yourself. “nothing. just… forgot how annoyingly good you look.”

he laughed. “you’re one to talk.”

you ran your fingers gently along his collarbone, tracing the familiar lines. “this feels… strange. weird, kind of.” you mutter. “yeah,” he whispered, hands squeezing your waist a little. “but it feels right, doesn’t it?” his smile softened, eyes searching yours for just a second longer before he leaned in again, lips brushing against your jaw, then lower, against the side of your neck.

you exhaled deeply, hands tightening slightly around his neck as his mouth found that familiar spot just below your ear. he kissed you slowly there, like he had all the time in the world, like he wasn’t planning on letting you slip away this time.

you nodded, closing your eyes. “yeah… it does.”

his smile turned a little smug, eyes lingering on yours like he already knew what you were thinking. “knew you’d miss me,” he teased softly, brushing his lips along your skin. “you always do.”

before you could roll your eyes, his mouth found the curve of your neck, kissing it slow. and he knew exactly what he was doing.

“don’t flatter yourself,” you managed, voice breathless but not exactly convincing.

he chuckled against your skin, the sound sending goosebumps down your arms. “too late,” he whispered against your ear.

“your face says it all baby.”

you let out a shaky laugh, tilting your head slightly as his hands slid up your waist.

“shut up and keep kissing me,”

and he did—gladly.

YOURSJAEYUN est. 2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[pheastinyworld]

hey phe! ik you said requests are closed and don't feel pressure to do this either if you're too busy. but i'm really bad at finding good fics and i was wondering if you had any recommendations for luke h, gabe or wsh?

hi nonnie! thank you for taking into account my stress but your ask is totally fine! actually, more than fine because i would absolutely LOVE to answer this; i've gone into more depth for everyone than i thought i would but oh well, hope this helps. this is a mix of ppl i follow and also my moots (im sorry if i forget to put people in here btw).

for luke: there are so many more, but these are the ones that are stuck in my brain.

literally anything by @star2fishmeg BUT i do strongly recommend this fic: its a long one and so well written, actually the first ever luke fic i read. (the small worlds series also has one for quinn and jack)

@withwritersblock this writer actually has a plethora of wonderful short and long fics for luke; i've cried multiple times to their work.

@lilhughesy cant stress how much i love this girl and her work. she has great works but also a umich au which is really good.

@ekybrini has a fun little dad!luke fic coming soon if that tickles your fancy.

this is a really cute fic by @stormsies adorable, fluffy, perfect, a short one for you but still packs a punch.

@sweetdispatch has so much to choose from, once you start reading her luke work, i promise you'll want to read all her other work too.

another long one for you is this fic by @cuteandhughesy : honestly such a comfort fic of mine, set during the umich years.

idk if you'd be into it because you didn't mention john but this au with luke x reader x john is TO DIE FOR by @wineauntie

again, not sure if you'd be into it but this fic also has a kinda love triangle with ethan edwards in it, honestly such a good read by @pucking-rowdy

this fic is a short one for you but there's so so so much fluff its gorgeous by @lovesickhughes

this one has a part two and i could not stop reading it when it came out, its amazing, by @nyl88ndrs.

the way this author writes is so special, i 100% recommend this fic in particular its a longer one for you by @nylqnder

also if you're looking for luke smut I'd go to @ruinix , literally perfection.

for gabe: i've got quite a bit as well in my own masterlist, but here are my fav's

needy boy by my girl @crazy4eky is GORG (smut for you nasty freaks). anything by my girl kay is stunning.

anything by @perreqult just go to her gabe section and you'll definitely not be disappointed

this fic by @peachhcs is great but she also has a whole gabe x oc au that is a very cute read (probably the only thing you'll get in terms of anything long written about gabe)

first fic i ever read for gabe was this one by @toasttt11, but also check out toasty's other au's.

here's some break up-ish angst for you by @casssssssi (has a part two as well, so pretty long) (cass also has some more fics you should read for sure)

@viennajoell go check out her stuff, all of it is wonderful.

@moonlight-ba3 has some fresh new gabe fics that are fun to read as well

for will:

this fic by @alliwritespuck; i actually remember reading this on the bus and laughing so hard when will's family walk in. but also definitely go through this authors masterlist for more.

this is willmack but still omfg amazing by @softsunnyy, i remember kay i think recommended this to me.

if you're into willmack stuff i'd 100% recommend anything from @wannabehockeygf tho i have a fav

this is dad!will if you're into that, i think its so cute by @fiastomatocheek

@belli5 definitely go read her will stuff, her whole wsh masterlist is recommended by me

nonnie, there are way way more but these are all i can think of right now, i'll try update the list when i have more time after exams! hope this help 💗💐

[rekino2114]

Yoru x male reader scenarios

A/n:I really liked doing the death post, so I decided to do one for all of the horsemen...probably. also, just to clarify, asa is in here too, and you are also in a relationship with her, these scenarios are just mostly yoru centric

"Holy shit! Is that real?"

Yoru gasped and excitedly grabbed your hand and ran over to one of the tanks in display. she barely took notice of the red rope around the display and started inspecting the tank from as close as she physically could

"Well it's on display so I assume so"

"This is a soviet is-3 model it was produced near the end of the war to be an improved version of the is-2 which was made as a counter to the german's more advanced tanks, did you know it's the main inspiration for most post-war tank designs?"

"......that's.......nice to know"

"......how do you know that?"

"Why shouldn't i? I know basically everything about the wars you humans had, they're what gives me power after all, plus they're so entertaining to watch"

"...and you never helped me in a history test?"

"You never asked"

"If I had known you'd be this into it I would have brought you to a war museum earlier"

"What do you mean?"

"This is the first time I've seen you so excited for anything human....or to be honest anything that isn't killing humans or destruction, you look like asa when we went to the aquarium for the first time"

Yoru blushed and looked away embarrassed

"D-don't compare me to her, we're nothing alike!"

"You're going around spouting random facts and looking and pointing at everything, that's literally the same thing asa did, the only difference is you're talking about world war two and not marine life"

".................."

"I can't say he's wrong, even if it does feel kinda weird being compared to you"

"That's my line!"

"Anyway its nice"

"Huh?"

"I like seeing you happy and talking about something you're interested in..........even if that thing is war"

Yoru blushed even more and turned around, trying to hide her red face. However, you could see a small smile forming on her face

"........t-thanks I guess"

"It's nothing, should we keep going?"

"......yeah"

Basically as soon as you continued your walk yoru pointed at a uniform on display

"It's an actual Japanese war general uniform! Can I wear it?"

".........no"

"What? Why?"

"It's on display for a reason, you can't just wear it, you'll get in trouble"

"Tch, who cares about that? As if humans rules can stop me!"

"..............."

".......fine"

"Oi asa, what are those two doing?"

"Hm?"

Asa looked up from her phone and saw two kids playing with beetles on a nearby bench in the park

"Oh they're probably beetle fighting"

"........beetle fighting?"

"It's something some kids do around this time of the year in thiw country, they catch beetles and make them fight with each other"

"....so human children enjoy making lesser species battle each other for their entertainment"

".......how did you make a children's game sound like torture?"

"Sounds fun, can I play too?"

"Ugh, sure I guess do whatever you want, I'm not playing with you though"

"Like I'd ask you in the first place, I'm calling y/n I'll have way more fun with him anyway"

".............."

Yoru did end up calling you and telling you she wanted to play beetle fighting with you. You agreed cause it was rare for her to play a relatively normal game with you and so asa let her take control of the body while she went to catch a beetle, you did the same just picking up the first one that you saw

You waited for yoru at the place you agreed on for quite a bit, it seemed like she took quite a bit of time to pick her beetle

"I'm here!"

You saw her run towards you holding something in her hands

"Hey no peeking! I've trained Hannibal to be the best soldier possible, he'll destroy your beetle!"

".......you named your beetle?"

".......you didn't?"

"You're really getting into this"

"S-shut up! Let's fight now!"

You placed your beetle in the improvised arena made out of a tree stump, and yoru did the same. You looked at her beetle and saw it had something very........peculiar on top of its head

".....yoru....I am going to ask this in the calmest way possible.....but why the fuck does your beetle have a cannon on its head!?"

"Isn't it obvious? I had to make the perfect war machine so I just turned a random small bug in a cannon and put it on Hannibal"

"...You're taking this way too seriously"

"Shut up I'm gonna win this battle"

"It's a children's game"

"Who cares? Just start fighting before I make you forfeit"

"Well.....I can't just make them fight you know?"

".........huh?"

Yoru looked down to see that the beetles were not fighting but just kinda......lounging around not doing anything

"See?"

"....HANNIBAL! FIGHT!"

Her yell resulted in absolutely nothing as the beetles continued to not do anything

"You're a soldier! You need to obey me! DESTROY YOUR ENEMY!"

".....please calm down yoru"

Ironically not only did Hannibal not move but your own beetle started moving towards it and throwing it outside of the ring with its mandibles

"..h-huh? What!?"

"Oh....guess I won"

Yoru looked so dejected and shocked that she kicked the tree causing asa to get hurt in the meantime

"H-hey what's that for? Remember that's my body!"

"Shut up!"

You approached her and put your hand on her shoulder

".....would eating ice cream while cuddling help you feel better"

".......yes"

These next two ideas were given to me by: @michaelaftonhasjoinedthechat yes again, he has given me a lot of ideas for posts like this. Thanks so much man

"Hey asa, I don't mean to intrude but...what is that?"

It had been a while since you had been inside your girlfriend's room and as you entered you noticed something you hadn't seen before, some pictures of you two on dates hung up on a wall of the room

"O-oh that?....t-this is kinda embarrassing but I kinda like to put up polaroids of dates we go to on this wall. It's for the memories b-but I'll stop it if you don't want to"

"No don't worry I love it, it's really cute"

Asa blushed but smiled at you

"T-thank you"

"So.....do you wanna show me?"

"H-huh? You mean the wall?"

"Yeah of course"

"....oh...sure"

Asa was surprisingly by your enthusiasm but happily started to show you all the different photos of you two

"This is of our first aquarium date, and this is when we went to that cat cafe a-and this is one of my favorite it's when-"

In the middle of her explanation, asa's head fell down. You tried to shake her shoulder to help, but before you could touch her, she grabbed your hand and raised her while opening her eyes.....well they were red and had rings on them so they clearly weren't hers anymore

"Yo"

"Hi yoru, what's up?"

"I was watching asa show you all these pointless pictures and that reminded me I wanted to show you something similar too"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah look"

She got up and went towards asa's closet, opened it, and tossed out all of her clothes to reveal that on the wall of the wardrobe there were a lot of pictures of you two on dates too, just like with asa's wall only this ones looked......different

All of the pictures weren't held up by pins or tape but by knives and different types of small swords and blades, in the middle of all of them there was a specific photo, a selfie of you two holding peace signs while yoru stuck her tongue out with a bloody sword in her hand and an almost unrecognizable form in the background surrounded by the same blood. The picture was labeled "first time defending y/n from a devil" and it was completely surrounded by an array of small knives arranged in a heart shape

"So what do you think of it?"

".......it.......definitely shows your personality"

"Right, it's nothing like asa's basic stuff, do you like it?"

You looked at her, seeing her smile so brightly looking at your pictures was cute in a way, you knew her way to show love was.. particular to say the least but it was still love so you just put your concerns away and smiled at her

"Y-yeah I love it"

"I knew it, my wall is way better than asa's right?"

"You know I never answer stuff like that, I love both of you and whatever you do equally"

"You say that but I know I'm your favorite, there's no harm in admitting it, asa won't hear you anyway"

"....whatever"

A few hours after you left asa decided to go to sleep and so she went to open the closet to put on her pajamas....only to...see what was there

"YORU!"

"What is it now?"

"What the hell is that wall?"

"It's the same thing you have, what? You jealous cause mine is way better?"

"No, yours looks like a serial killer stalking her next victim, it seems like you want to kill y/n!"

"Hey don't even joke about that! You know I'd never"

"Y-yeah but you see the issue right?"

"What issues?"

"The knives for instance!"

"......I don't see the problem"

"...........I should have expected this"

"Hehe you're so cute"

The dog you were petting barked happily causing you to smile even more

"Awww you really are adorable, do you want a treat?"

It barked again and started panting

"Oh looks like you do!"

You started to dig through your bag looking for your sandwich

"This is supposed to be my school lunch but I don't mind giving some to you with how cute you're being"

You grabbed a piece of meat from your sandwich and fed it to the dog all while continuing to pet its fur

"There you go! Good boy, you're enjoying it aren't you?"

As the dog continued to eat while you looked at it yoru approached the two of you with a confused expression

"What are you doing?"

"Oh I just found this dog outside and I thought it was too adorable to just leave it alone, isn't it so cute?"

Yoru smirked and got even closer

"I can make it even cuter"

"Oh wha-"

To your immense shock yoru touched the dog and proceeded to turn it into an hammer, she looked it over for a while before smiling back at you

"See? Isn't it way better now? Bet I can use it to kill some pretty strong devil now"

"................."

"Hm? What's wrong y/n? You look weird"

"..............."

You knew yoru was.....unstable at best but you thought she at least learned that turning random people/animals into weapons was wrong, but you also knew just how patient you had to be with her so you just sighed and decided to let it go for now

".....i-.......it's cool yoru"

"Heh! I knew you'd say that, wanna go on a date now? I miss you"

"A-actually I think I'd prefer to go back home I.......I need to think"

Yoru raised her eyebrows at you. You didn't usually refuse going on dates with her or asa, but before she could protest, you were already on your way home

"Huh......I wonder what's up with him?"

"........you seriously don't get it?"

"Why would I? It's not like it's my fault"

"YES! YES IT IS!"

"Eh!? Why?"

"Oh I don't know, maybe cause you turned the dog he was playing with into an hammer right in front of his eyes for no reason!?"

".........I thought it was cool"

"Maybe you should learn that most stuff you think is cool is actually very weird and terrifying for humans"

"But y/n said it was cool too"

"Cause he obviously didn't want to upset you *sighs* and now I'm gonna have to apologize to him too cause you don't know how to do that"

"Hey I know how to apologize!"

"Then do that, go to him and sincerely say you're sorry"

".........I still don't understand what I did wrong"

"YOU TURNED THAT DOG INTO A WEAPON! and thank goodness it was a dog because I don't know what I would have done with you if it was a cat"

"Who cares? I'll just go to y/n say sorry and everything will be fine"

"...........I genuinely don't understand how y/n can love you too"

"OK yoru it's your turn"

Asa let yoru take control of her body as she looked down at the board that resembled a map of the world on the table in front of her

".........I don't get it, what do I have to do?"

"*sighs* of course you don't, you didn't listen while I explained the rules"

"You seriously think I'm listening to you talk about that for hours?"

"It took like 15 minutes max, plus you told us you knew how to play"

"Well it's a war game, i should be a natural"

"That's....not how that works"

At that point you decided to intervene

"I might not hear what asa is saying but I know you well enough to understand you're arguing, so can you please at least tone it down for game night? I specifically chose this game because I thought yoru would like it and asa can play too if she lets yoru out during her turns, so I just want a calm game session, can you please calm down?"

"....are you hearing him yoru?"

"It's not like you were any better"

"Just shut up and play"

"Fine.....for y/n, so what do I have to do?"

"Well you have all your troops so choose someone to attack and roll the dices"

"I'll attack asa"

"Eh!? Why? Y/n has way less troops than me in this area, why are you attacking me?"

"No way I'm attacking y/n, we're in an alliance"

"That's.......not how it works"

"Huh?"

"You....can't make alliances in this game"

"What? Then we're enemies?"

"......yes"

Yoru got closer to you and whispered in your ear

"Hey y/n, let's team up to destroy asa, then we can rule the world together, we'll split up all the territories between us and become rulers of everything"

"......you know I can hear you right?"

"Shut up you"

"Yoru.......I'm not starting a military dictatorship with you.....it's against the rules"

"Fine, fine......let me know if you change your mind though"

".....just play the game"

"OK, so I'll attack asa"

"......Of course you do"

"I just need to throw the dices right?"

"Yeah, if you get a higher number than asa then you get her territory and if you roll lower then all your troops get destroyed"

"Got it"

Yoru grabbed the dices and threw them on the table, they rolled for a bit before landing on.......double ones

"Ohhh looks like you got snake eyes, I'm sorry"

"Huh? Snake eyes? The hell does that mean?"

"You got double ones so......you lost"

Yoru widened her eyes and looked between the dices and you

"WHAT!? How? Asa didn't even roll yet!"

"In case of a tie the defending country always wins, so even if I do roll two ones too......you still lost'

"........I......lost.....at a war game? No way, you definitely cheated asa!"

"HOW WOULD I HAVE CHEATED!?"

"I don't know but you definitely did"

They continued to argue as you looked at them and sighed lowering your head

"...so much for a relaxing game session"

[actual-changeling]

Hey! I love your txf analysis and I just read your post about S6 Mulder and how frustrating his treatment of Scully is. I hear you about the reactions you might get but wanted to say I would personally love to hear more of your thoughts/analysis on that and also what, if anything, you think happens to get him to where he is at the start of S7 (post/end of Amor Fati). Thanks!

Thank you <3 I do have some metas I've never fully finished or shared, so maybe now I'll get around to it. And oh boy do I have THOUGHTS on Amor Fati. I pulled out the screencaps, which is how you know I'm getting all excited, so here goes. Offer me a prompt and I will write an essay.

Generally, I like to pretend that this storyline doesn't exist because a) I hated watching it and I still hate it now and b) continuity? killed. left to rot in Chris Carter's backyard like Diana Fowley.

What gets Mulder to his s7 self? Nothing. Fuck all. No character development. There was so much potential for explorative, character-focused episodes that untangle their mess and try to make it make sense. Scully is still deeply hurt and putting up walls (rightfully so), and then after Amor Fati the writers just pretend nothing of s6 ever happened.

Some people in this fandom think that Diana is the core issue of their conflict, but that's not true. She's simply the catalyst for a process that was already past its first stages, and then her mere presence plus occasional meddling make it worse.

Personally, I'd say that the first domino happened all the way back in Detour when Mulder not just rejected Scully's bid for attention, but literally ran from it. That is a grown ass man who refuses to sit with his discomfort to go and hunt shadow men instead. She's fine with him ditching her at the beginning of that episode, but after that? He keeps ditching her, and she goes through all the stages of grief before eventually settling on "fuck you, but I'm too tired to fight you anymore".

So once we reach the biogenesis arc, we have a Mulder who STILL has never apologized for any of the mean shit he pulled on her and STILL trusts Diana over Scully. She worries, tells him to go and rest, and when he finally collapses he ends up with Diana.

Then he has the fucking audacity to throw "you're my friend" at her and call her his touchstone. Don't get me wrong, I love that scene, and if you ignore the context, it's incredibly sweet and romantic—can't really do that though, my brain doesn't work like that.

The state Scully is in is largely his fault. This is on him, and he refuses to fix it or even acknowledge it. But she's vulnerable, scared, lost in ever conceivable way, so when he tells her how much she means to him and everything she needs to hear so fucking bad, she believes him.

I mean, he looks at her with large doe eyes, holds her face in his hands, says "I love you" without actually saying it, I'd close my eyes against all the rational arguments too.

She lets him talk, reciprocates, and then she has to walk away. I think she really wanted to kiss him at this moment, and in a better universe she definitely would have, but the thing is that Mulder Does This tm.

Whenever he gets scared that she is going to leave and/or he needs something from her, he pulls out a big speech and gets all emotional, and she believes him—until he takes it back later. (I think I already wrote a meta post about this specifically at some point.)

It's a messy, vulnerable moment, and she cannot kiss him and make any of it real. She just can't. God, does she love him, and it's written all over her face, and yet she HAS to turn around and leave for her own good.

This isn't relief or happiness, this is I know what you're doing, and I wish I could just believe you, but you'll hurt me again. (I love you and never stopped, even when you stopped looking.)

Words are not enough, Mulder needs to keep his promises and act on them for her to actually commit to him and their relationship, and THAT is a process. That takes time. That takes several episodes of good writing and continuous awareness of the character's relationships.

Since this is the X Files, though, we're not getting any of that and are stuck with Amor Fati instead. The least they could have done is kill Fowley ON SCREEN and give us the satisfaction of seeing her dead on the ground. They could have used the second half of s6 to fix their shit and chose not to and then made it worse. SO much potential gone to waste.

I have a (very) long-standing personal alternate Arcadia story where they are stuck together in the suburbs for several weeks, if not months, instead of like two days.

Lock them in a big house with little to do, make them share a bed and pretend to be married, and then see what happens; don't let them out until they've started solving their shit. Everything gets worse before it slowly gets better, and the close-quarter pining paired with intense angst is one hell of a drug. Small parts of it are written, but I've been missing the motivation to sit down and plot it all out.

This got wildly out of control since I literally cannot shut up about this, but I hope it was an enjoyable read anyway!

[madsresearchship]

dofuwani cameo because this one doesn't deserve a spot on my main account in any capacity.

[foundfamily-connoisseur]

It's so fun seeing ppl arguing about ships cuz some are valid and then I'm seeing ppls take on Burnt Bread and how they don't like it cuz of the age gap 💀

Like feel as you want about the ship but like beo they're both adults it isn't like it's a freshly 18 year old with some dude in his 40s

Also burntbread age gap is near identical to my parents so it's like sorry mom and dad your age gap is #problematic we gotta cancel you now or something😔

[trans-yllz]

I hate when people frame wei wuxian saving the wens as him just "helping out some friends". it frames it like he did it Because he cares about them, and while I think his fondness for wen ning and wen qing and the idea of "duty", of repaying them for what they'd done for him, played a part, it's important to the plot and wei wuxian's character that he did it because it was the right thing to do

when you make it into a favor for a buddy, it negates the fact that the cultivation world was Wrong. if saving the wens is personal, it loses all of its moral weight, and no one else can be blamed for their inaction. it was not a neutral choice born of affection - wei wuxian saved the wens because they were being unduly persecuted, experimented on, and tortured. his strong moral convictions no matter what other people think is a key part of his character, and him being significantly at odds with everyone else in the story, including the people he loves most, is important

standing up for the wens or not standing up for the wens are not equal choices being made. it cannot be a neutral personal choice, and other people do have to be wrong in this scenario. that is the point. nothing means anything if those things aren't true. this is not an inference or an opinion or subtext or a headcanon. it's literally just the plot

[starry-sophrosyne]

Is it maybe a little pretentious to have my persona be more.. god like? Perhaps- XD

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In one manner, Starry is a sovereign of the night sky, the stars at dusk. She watches over the world, spanning across several universes, and her domains resides above them all. She spends her time watching over the little people in their worlds, embarking on journeys, meeting strife, falling to love and loss. She does not instill fate, she simply watches, but she knows of what is to come. She does not exist to any of them, as a concept outside of their universe, the goddess of their gods. And yet?

In another manner, she is nothing. Nothing omnipotent or all-powerful about her, other than her regal/elegant looks. She is a big nerd at heart, kicking her feet and giggling at people's writings and aus. She may have curved horns and stars dotting midnight skin, but she is no more of a god than a human wearing a yellow poncho. She resides our with the community and has the niche ability to summon a blue martini glass that she can communicate through/physically embody if need be. Why? Comedic humor. XD /hj /silly

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Starry & Rosyne's designs :

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Clique's Angel au :

Starry's TTOS au :

Swizard's maidpocalypse "au" :

[lokh]

i will say though that being asian and masking when no one else is feels like painting a huge fucking target on your back for racists

[dead-potato-monster]

like my life is going a-okay (not really) and yet i am experiencing the fantasy high junior year kristen applebees crashout. being chaotic is not cute anymore sweetheart, you need to lock in, you're literally going to be done with college in 9 months you cannot afford to fuck around and be like... oh...there's too much going on and i can't even start on things so i'm just gonna do a bunch of other things that give me a little kick of dopamine for now and put off the laborious stuff for later because i perceive it as hard and maybe a bit of an annoyance.

[spaceandbones]

Post secondary education actually isn't hidden behind a paywall it's hidden behind lucking into having parents who treated you right as a child which is somehow worse

[dennisboobs]

one day i'll post my fic and you can finally witness this monster of a playlist that fuels my insanity

[rejectkanojo]

I read up on why Gen Z men voted for Trump this election and turns out it is because women were mean to them

[vampyrluver]

New Jersey....., i will not miss u when i leave im sorry

[sapphiclinos]

what drugs did they put in sonic that attracts autistic people cos oh my god this shit has taken over my life in the span of a week how did they DO THAT

[instarsanddyke]

some bobbles (+ two unfinished things)