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theultimatefanficwriter · 3 years

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Gundham’s bday is Dec 14 that’s right around the corner :) Could do a scenario where you plan a date for him at Monoworld. He’s hesitant not cause he doesn’t like it, but because he’s never really celebrated his bday before. He enjoys the date & you show him his surprise. It’s a surprise bday party for him & everyone is there. The gift is a toy car that fits the Devas & the cake is a vegan pumpkin cake. He cries and hugs/ kisses you a lot so. Super fluff

Of course I can write for best boy’s birthday! And this prompt is amazing! Requests are still closed, but I was planning on writing for Gundham’s birthday anyway, so I just decided to use this request!

This takes place during the Island Mode of Danganronpa 2.

His First Birthday-Gundham Tanaka x Reader(Happy Birthday, Gundham!)

You blinked open your eyes to the sound of Usami’s morning announcement, something that had become routine since you woke up on this island and were told you and sixteen others were to be staying here for the foreseeable future.

And that had been life for quite some time now. You and the others had grown close while exploring and cleaning up the island. However, there was one individual you had gotten particularly close to; the Ultimate Animal Breeder, Gundham Tanaka. The two of you formed a strong bond rather quickly, until he finally worked up the courage to ask you out.

You adored him, and now today was a very special day for the animal lover.

You hopped out of your bed, a large smile on your face as you quickly got ready and made your way out of your cottage. As you stepped outside, you noticed Gundham leaving his own home. Your eyes met, and the breeder smiled as you made your way to him.

“Ah, good morning, my sparrow.” He greeted you, his four Dark Devas crawling out from his scarf to see you as well. “Was your rest a pleasant one?”

You nodded, reaching out a hand to scratch Cham-P behind his ear. “It was!” You smiled lovingly up at Gundham. “I was super excited about today.”

Gundham furrowed his brow. “Excited? About what, my paramour?”

You giggled and shook your head. “Oh come on. Have you forgotten your own birthday?!” You grabbed ahold of Gundham’s hands, an action that never failed to make the self proclaimed Dark Lord blush. “I have plans for today!”

“A-ah, that is not necessary, my queen.” Your boyfriend assured you, pulling one of his hands free from yours in order to raise his scarf over his red face. “Merely basking in your presence is all I require for this day.”

You gave a soft smirk. “Well luckily for you, that’s the plan! You and I are going to go on a date!” You began lightly tugging on the breeder’s hand as you made your way to the main island. “In fact, we should get going right now!”

The Overlord of Ice’s eyes widened in surprise as you gently dragged him behind you. “B-but what of our daily meeting with the mortals?!”

You rolled your eyes. “It’ll be fine! Something tells me they won’t miss us. Now come on! Just get moving already!”

Gundham let out a sigh and shook his head, a soft smile forming on his face. “Very well. Even I know better than to argue with you when you have set a goal, my love.” And with that, the boy allowed you to lead him to your destination.

~~~

“The...amusement park?” Gundham raised a brow as you came to a stop at the fourth island. “This is where you plan for us to have our date?”

You nodded, excitement basically pouring from you. “Yup! It’s really the only date spot I could think of.” You looked up at him, and your smile faltered when you noticed his...less than enthused expression. “Oh...is...is it not a good place? We can go somewhere else if you want...”

Gundham looked at you as you spoke, and his features softened. “You misunderstand, my fallen angel.” He began. “It is not that I am not happy. I am pleased just to be beside you. It is just...” The breeder bit the inside of his cheek and glanced away. “I...never really celebrated the day of my birth. It was simply something I was not so...excited for.”

You let out an ‘Ah’ sound as you understand. “Right. That makes sense.” You grinned and leaned up to plant a peck on Gundham’s cheek, which caused the boy to once again start blushing. “Well, I would like to start celebrating it! I want to show you how much I appreciate you. And I think the birth of the Overlord of Ice is something worth celebrating!”

Gundham chuckled at that, and he smiled lovingly at you. “Very well, my queen. Though you truly do not have to go through so much trouble.”

“It’s no trouble, really!” You assured him before grabbing his hand and tugging him in a direction yet again. “Now come on! We still got some time before we need to get to your surprise, so let’s have some fun!”

Your lover glanced at you quizzically. “Surprise? My sparrow, you did not-”

“Yeah yeah I know, I didn’t have to go through this trouble, shut up.” You interrupted him.

Gundham snorted and shook his head at that as the two of you made your way around the park.

~~~

The two of you spent the majority of the day at the park, riding the rides, the rollercoaster, and playing games ran by Usami. You did purposely avoid going into Nezumi Castle, and you could tell Gundham was becoming suspicious. But thankfully you wouldn’t have to dodge his questions for much longer.

You looked to a clock on a nearby wall and beamed, grabbing onto your boyfriend’s hand and looking up into his eyes. “How have you enjoyed the date, my dark lord?” You asked him.

The breeder smiled lovingly at you. “It was incredible, my queen. The perfect way to finally celebrate my arrival to this plane.”

You grinned and leaned up, planting a kiss on his cheek. “I’m glad you’re having fun, cause we’re not done yet!”

Your lover raised a brow. “There is still more? It’s getting quite late, my sparrow.”

“This’ll be worth it, I promise!” You assured him, yet again tugging lightly on his hand.

Gundham sighed and quickly relented, allowing you to pull him along until you stopped in front of Nezumi Castle. “Ah, so the mystery of this building is to finally be revealed?” He teased, giving you a soft smirk.

You rolled your eyes. “Just close your eyes, ok? Don’t open them until I say!”

Gundham obeyed, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the castle doors creaking open. He then felt you gently pull him inside and close the doors behind him.

“Ok! You can look now!”

Your paramour slowly did as he was told, and as he looked around the room, he suddenly froze. There, in front of him, were the others you had been trapped on this island with. Beside them was a large table with a gift wrapped box on it, and a fairly big orange tinted cake.

“Surprise!” Everyone called out, Ibuki even releasing a party popper. “Happy birthday, Gundham!”

Your poor boyfriend simply stood there, staring at you as he took everything in.

Your friends looked at each other worriedly. “Uh, is he ok?” Mahiru asked Hiyoko quietly.

You frowned and slowly approached Gundham. “Babe? Are…are you alright? Is it too much?” You suddenly started to worry. “I-I’m sorry, I thought you’d like having all our friends celebrate your birthday with you. I-I didn’t mean to-”

You were cut off when Gundham pulled you into a tight embrace. You let out a surprised squeak, but quickly softened in his grip. When the animal lover pulled away, your worry returned as you noticed tears staining his cheeks. Before you could say anything, he smiled.

“My...my love...This is truly the kindest thing anyone has ever done for me. I do not deserve this. I do not deserve you, my dark queen.” He whispered, reaching a hand up to gently caress your face. “No one has ever gone to such effort all for me before.”

You chuckled softly and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “It really isn’t a problem, Gundham. You’re worth all of this and more.” You turned to the table and gestured to the present. “Now, come on! Open up your gift! I worked really hard on figuring out what to get you.”

“And then after, we can partake in the pumpkin cake I made for us to all enjoy!” Teruteru spoke up, a smug grin on his face.

Your boyfriend looked over to the chef. “A pumpkin cake?” He repeated.

“I know pumpkin is your favorite food, so I asked Teruteru to bake you a pumpkin cake!” You informed him. “And don’t worry, it’s vegan.”

A small smile formed on Gundham’s face. He looked into your eyes for a short while before approaching the table and reaching forward to unwrap the gift. You watched excitedly as he tore the paper off and placed it to the side revealing a cardboard box. The animal tamer glanced over at you before opening the top of the box. As he peeked inside, you saw his eyes widen. You giggled as he reached inside and pulled out the gift; a toy car with four seats. He turned to you, holding the car.

You smiled happily. “Do you like it?” You asked him. “I thought long and hard about what to get you, and I decided to ask Kazuichi to tinker with this toy car so that the Devas could control it.”

Gundham looked to Kazuichi in surprise. The mechanic shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck. “Look, I did it for Y/N?” He said, glaring at Gundham. “She’s my friend, and besides, as long as you’re with her you’ll stay away from Miss Sonia.”

You rolled your eyes and elbowed Kazuichi. “Yeah yeah, cool it, Kaz. I appreciate your help.” Your pink haired friend crossed his arms and grumbled.

“You...really contracted this mortal just to construct this vehicle for my Dark Devas?” The breeder asked softly. As he mentioned the Devas, they popped out of his scarf and scurried down to where he was holding the car. Gundham placed the car on the table and allowed the hamsters to climb inside it. After sniffing and inspecting it, they let out happy squeaks. Gundham beamed and turned to look at you, and you felt your heart swell at the joy in his face. “My fallen angel...thank you. This is the perfect present.”

You jumped in place excitedly at hearing that. “Oh, I’m so glad you liked it! I was hoping you wou-”

You were cut off by Gundham suddenly rushing towards you and pressing his lips against yours. You quickly returned the kiss, smiling into it as your boyfriend wrapped his arms around you.

The two of you stayed there for a short time and only pulled apart when Hajime cleared his throat. “Um...we’re still here.” The unknown Ultimate said, rubbing the back of his head and looking away.

You watched as Gundham suddenly turned a bright red and pulled his scarf over his face. You giggled and kissed his cheek. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.” You whispered, placing your head on his chest. “I’m glad you’ve enjoyed your birthday, Gundham.”

The breeder glanced down at you and smiled softly. “As I’ve been saying, all I need to enjoy this day is to spend it with you. You are the light to my dark soul, Y/N.” He told you, placing his forehead against yours. “Thank you for being in my life, my sparrow.”

You felt tears of happiness fill your eyes as you held him close. “No. Thank you for being in mine.” You murmured. “Happy birthday, my dark lord~”

I was given my first commission! I’m working on it as we speak! I just wanted to get this done for Gundham’s birthday! If anyone wants to commission me, the info is pinned on my Masterlist! I would greatly appreciate it!

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xmxisxforxmaybe · 4 years

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Since you didn't get this request on my bday because Tumblr sucks.. Some cute bday fluff/possible smut with Det Cutie Pants? Please and thank you. 😘

SO BELATED, but I hope it’s worth the wait 😘 Love you, sweetness! And, um, this gets pretty filthy toward the end (aka smut warning).

Early in your relationship, you learned the flexibility and patience required to be with a police officer, especially one as dedicated as your husband. Special dates like anniversaries, birthdays, and sometimes even holidays became fluid and your family accepted this as your version of normal.

So, even though Baxter had to work on your actual birthday, a few weeks later, he had planned a special night out to celebrate.

“Have you seen my tie? The dark blue one that goes with this suit?”

You went into your shared closet, running your hand over Baxter’s backside, giving it a squeeze, before you reached for another blue tie, this one with silver polka dots.

“Live on the wild side, baby.”

Bax chuckled and pressed a kiss to your wrist as he pulled the tie from your fingers. He gave your underwear-clad ass a playful smack as you moved away to pull your new, cherry-red dress off the hanger.

The sound of the doorbell made your eyes widen and you glanced in panic at your husband.

“That’s the sitter—”

“I got it,” Bax said as he adjusted his tie and grabbed his jacket. “I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

You rushed into the bathroom to finish getting ready, and once you descended the stairs, you were greeted by a low whistle from your husband and an adorable smattering of applause from your kiddos.

“Mommy you look SO pretty,” your daughter said in a rush of excitement.

After doling out goodnight-be-good kisses and hugs, you slid your arm into Baxter’s and let him lead you to the car. The restaurant was about a forty-five-minute drive, but you were looking forward to spending this quiet time with your husband.

“You do look SO pretty, mommy,” Baxter said as he reached over to grip your thigh, the edge of his hand brushing the silky material of your dress.

“I miss them already, but …”

“But?”

“I’ve missed you, just you, so much. I feel selfish.”

“There’s nothing wrong with us wanting a night for just us. You give everything to our kids, baby. We’re a happy, loving family because of you. You deserve a night, that’s just about you—whatever you want, whatever you need.”

You sighed and closed your eyes. When you opened them a moment later, you looked at your sweet husband and pushed away your feelings of guilt, resolving to enjoy your birthday celebration.

“We’re a happy, loving family because of you, too. I know you feel guilty when work keeps you away, but we are so proud of you.”

Baxter’s mouth was turned slightly down as he kept his eyes ahead, his hand moving slightly on the wheel as he signaled to switch lanes.

“Everything I do is because I want to make a safer place in the world for my family—is that selfish?”

“It’s not selfish. Making a safer place for us, means making a safer place for everyone else, too.”

Baxter’s lips turned up in a smile as he shot you a glance.

“I love you.”

“Can’t wait for you to show me how much,” you said twisting in your seat to reach over and run your hand over your husband’s lap, his bulge just too tempting to pass up in his perfectly fitted suit.

“Save the 10-23 for later, baby,” he said as you leaned back into your seat with a huff of laughter.

* *The Restaurant* *

Reaching up to smooth the back of your hair, you could feel Baxter’s eyes on you as you followed the host to your table. You knew your body in that dress was driving him crazy, and you didn’t bother to hide your self-satisfaction, knowing he was going to get just as much out of your birthday as you were.

The restaurant was a softly lit, charming little place tucked out on the edge of the city. The tables were simplistic with no cloth on top, relying instead on the aesthetic appeal of the soft-honey colored, wide-grain wood. A row of tea-light candles flickered in the middle of the table, nestled inside of their golden-hued, geometricly shaped holders.

Baxter was always stunningly handsome, but there was something about the way his skin looked in candlelight that drove you a little wild.

The host pulled out your chair and you sat, Baxter undoing the button of his suit jacket as he settled into his own seat.

You talked and laughed over dinner with that comfortable familiarity that only comes with time. And when you were sure you couldn’t eat one more bite, you leaned back in your chair, dabbing at your mouth with your napkin, declaring, “That was fantastic.”

“I hope you saved room for dessert,” Baxter said, his blue eyes dark and dancing with the reflected light of the candles.

You bit your lip and leaned toward him, your voice a purr as you said, “You mean we’re having dessert here, in public? How very criminal of you, Detective.”

Your husband’s grin widened as he reached under the table to give your thigh a squeeze, his large, warm hand roving just a bit higher than public decorum allowed, his eyes darting over your shoulder and his smile turning into a crooked grin as he explained, “I meant the chocolate cake they’re bringing out of the kitchen right now.”

“What?” you said dumbly.

“Happy birthday!” your waiter said cheerfully as he set the decadent miniature cake in front of you, tiny sparklers already lit and burning down as your mouth dropped open.

You knew you were blushing as you shook your head, delighted by the sweet surprise.

Baxter pulled out his phone.

“Happy birthday, baby,” he said softly as he took a few photos of you grinning behind the flickering cake and pretending to blow out the sparklers.

“I actually don’t know if I have room for this,” you said, your eyebrows arched as your eyes warred with your stomach.

“We can take it back to the hotel with us,” Baxter countered, not looking at you as he dropped the second part of your surprise.

“So, that’s it! A night—”

“More importantly a morning—”

“All to ourselves! Bax—that’s the best gift I could ask for.”

Your husband shook his head, his dark hair glinting in the candlelight.

“You deserve so much more than this, Y/N.”

“Don’t,” you said, reaching out to take his cheek in your hand, your thumb brushing across his lips. “You’ve already given me the world.”

He smiled before his tongue darted out, wetting his bottom lip. Then, he picked up the fork on the dessert plate and cut a small piece of the warm, gooey cake. He brought the fork to your lips and smiled, “One bite?”

You made a show of opening your mouth and wrapping your lips around the fork, never breaking eye contact as Baxter fed you a bite.

“You’re going to taste so sweet for me,” he rumbled, not at all talking about that bite of cake.

You shifted in your chair, praying the check was on its way.

* *The Hotel* *

One high heel had been discarded by the door, its mate upside-down in the bathroom.

A man’s dress shoe was at the edge of the bed, but its mate was nowhere to be seen.

A dress, much too expensive to be crumpled on the floor, was mixed up with a man’s dress shirt, now missing a button, and a suit jacket was dangling precariously on the edge of a king-sized bed.

The only piece of clothing that survived your frenzied rush to undress was Baxter’s pants, which were draped over the chair closest to the bed.

Baxter was already fucking you from behind, your head dangerously close to banging off the headboard, which was thumping rhythmically into the wall as you fought against outright screaming with pleasure.

“Fuck, baby, fuck!” he groaned.

The phone rang and you growled in frustration, grabbing it and yanking it out of the wall, tossing it across the room, not caring as it hit the sofa and bounced.

Baxter’s pace stuttered and you turned to scowl at him, but your shoulders started shaking with laughter as you realized it was because he was laughing, his hands relaxing on your hips.

He bent his body over yours, hugging you tightly as he pressed a kiss between your shoulder blades.

“If it were the kids, they’d call our cellphones!” you protested.

Baxter’s silent laughter stilled as he said, “Have I neglected you this badly these past few months?”

“I was just really in the moment,” you said, pulling forward to flop onto your back and look at your husband’s glistening cock.

“Well where were we then, huh?” he said as his hips settled between yours and his lips kissed your neck.

As he worked his way up, he slowly shifted and slid back into you. You wrapped your legs around him and the two of you writhed together, slow and teasing.

“Baby—I need more,” you said from beneath him, lifting your head to bite gently at his shoulder, your mind unwilling to forget how good it felt to have him pounding into you from behind.

Baxter’s hands squeezed your breasts, his fingers kneading into the flesh as he pressed them together so he could suck hard on each nipple before releasing them with a pop and a bounce.

He pulled out of you and immediately replaced his cock with his fingers, making you gasp.

“Such a needy birthday girl,” he said as he slid in and out of you, curling up to stroke your sweet spot.

You clutched at the pillows around you, the crisp white sheets having long been loosened and twisted.

“Look how swollen you are,” he continued. “So desperate to come. On my fingers? On my cock? My face? Tell me what you want, birthday girl?”

A garbled noise of pleasure fought its way out of your throat.

You ground down onto his fingers, your body flushing as your climax neared.

“I want to come on your pretty face,” you hissed.

Baxter smirked and slowed his fingers as he dipped his head between your thighs, his tongue immediately laving at your clit, flicking quickly over it for a few seconds before he closed his lips around it.

You twisted into him, one hand grabbing at his hair and pulling hard enough to make him groan around you.

And with the vibration from his groan, you pressed his face harder into you as he sucked and you came, your thighs tightening on either side of his cheeks as he let you fuck his face while his cock leaked onto the sheets at your panted curses.

Your hand fell from his hair as you sunk back into the mattress, but you let out a tiny yelp of surprise as you were immediately jostled to the edge of the bed. Bax lifted one of your legs over his shoulder and pushed your other leg toward the bed, hooking your knee. His fingers dug into the flesh there to hold you wide open for him.

“Not done yet, baby,” Baxter growled as slammed back into you, your body trembling into another plane of existence as he filled your too-tight, too-hot, so wet pussy.

He moaned, long and low, and his eyes rolled back as his moth opened.

He didn’t move again until he bent to look at you, his beautiful, big blue eyes locking onto yours as he leaned forward, his hand coming to rest at the base of your throat.

“How hard do you want it?” he asked with a tender squeeze of your throat and a tiny thrust of his hips.

“Hard,” you growled.

Baxter pushed into you once, twice, teasingly slow before he shot you the wickedest grin you’d ever seen.

And then he started fucking you without mercy as his body glistened with a light sheen of sweat. He was in fantastic shape, but he had to work so hard to hold off his orgasm you could practically see the battle raging across his features. It made you feel powerful and damn sexy to know that you were the reason he wanted to lose control, the reason he had to fight so hard not to come.

He leaned even further into you, your leg now flush against his sweaty body as he held it wrapped up in both arms as he slammed into you, the sound of rough sex acting as a musical accompaniment to the chorus of moans uttered by you and by Baxter.

Your second climax was sofuckingclose and Baxter could tell by the flush that began to color your cheeks and by the way you tossed your head back, your throat bared, your hands yanking at the sheets, the pillows, whatever the hell you could reach. You could feel your own fluid leaking out of you, around his dick as your orgasm built to its breaking point.

“Come, baby, come for me. Come on my cock,” Baxter intoned.

This orgasm came from a place deep inside of your body, and you were certain that if you hadn’t already thrown the hotel phone across the room, it would be ringing off the hook as you screamed through this unbelievable wave of pleasure.

You were barely even cognizant of Baxter pulling out of you and stroking his cock as he came all over your chest and your stomach; the sound of his gruff voice moaning, distant as he let himself go.

When the bed bounced as he collapsed next to you, you shook off the high of your orgasm and turned your head to look at him, a stupid-silly grin on your face. You made a noise of unabashed delight as you shivered and ran a finger through one of the cooling ropes of his cum.

Baxter was the perfect picture of debauchery, his mouth open as he steadied his breathing, his dark curls a mess with the hair at his temples sweaty and even more wildly curled as he reached up to run a hand through his hair and to swipe at the tears that had gathered at the edge of his eyes.

“Holy shit,” he murmured.

“Yeah,” you said, wide-eyed as your brain tried to remember when the two of you had fucked this good.

With a hum of satisfaction, Baxter forced himself up and off the bed, quickly returning from the bathroom with a damp hand towel.

He put one knee on the bed as he leaned over you to clean up his mess, laughing softly as he said, “Whoops,” and swiped at a dob of cum near your ear.

You giggled and stretched, your body still feeling weightless and well-loved.

Baxter tossed the towel toward the bathroom and leaned down to take your jaw in his strong grip. He kissed you with such genuine affection, it made your heart swell.

His lips hovered over yours as he quietly said, “Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

“I’ll fucking say,” you replied, the two of you collapsing into a fit of laughter as you cuddled together, naked and warm, wrapped up in the miles of memories you’d already made, humbled as you thought of the miles of memories yet to come.

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jvmp3 · 5 years

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chapter one

words: 9.8k

warnings: descriptions of a dead body, maybe gross changing sequence if you squint, too many words... etc.

a/n: im s o sorry this is late... it was supposed to go up today at like three pm,, it’s now EIGHT PM . this is lowkey a gift to @escapedbeauty since it’s her bday so hehe but enjoy !! stay tuned for more <3

chan

chan laced the lacrosse stick, the white mesh stared back at him as he brought the strings towards him, knotting the end. he placed the stick on the ground and stood to walk over to his shower. the hot water did nothing to calm him or to relieve anything that he was feeling. he was nervous. chan thought it might be from starting his sophomore year, but he really wasn’t sure to be honest. the steam from the shower fogged up the mirror and he wiped the condensation off to see his reflection. the dark hair on his head laid flat, he combed his fingers through it. he got dressed and heard something from above him, considering he was on the second floor of his home it was a tad worrying. the boy grabbed the bat next to the door. chan walked down the stairs and heard the movements become louder. the front door handle was cold to the touch and the creaking of the wood under his feet brought him back to the sounds above him. the bat felt heavy in his hands as he brought the metal up, ready to swing at anything that would jump out at him. he saw a body fall and chan was met face to face with his best friend.

“jisung what the hell!?” he screamed at the boy with grey hair, who was was currently hanging upside down on his front porch. jisung scrambled and with wide eyes he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“what the hell jisung? what the hell chan? why do you have a bat? you don’t even play.” jisung was still frazzled by the sudden introduction of the bat and moved his hands towards his face to protect himself. his grey hair fell from his scalp and dangled before chan. the bat fell from the original position and hung at chan’s side. jisung snapped his fingers to get chan’s attention back on him. “anyways, i was listening in to the radio and they found a body in the woods!” chan’s face showed confusion and jisung sighed cross his arms,

“body? what type of body? like a body of water?” now it was jisung’s face that fell and he’s the one that looked confused.

“yes like a body of water.” the grey headed boy snarked back not before adding, “no dumbass! a body, like a person! body of a person, duh.” the smile that graced jisung’s features was off-putting since they were talking about an actual body. chan frowned and helped jisung down from the roof. the boy brushed off his clothes and straightened out his shirt. “we gotta go! dad said it was somewhere in the middle of the woods. it’s only half the body! super gruesome stuff. we have to try to find it! i wanna be on the news, maybe star in a podcast or two.” jisung was practically shouting and it almost hurt chan’s ears. the boy was already tugging chan by the arm out of his house. chan reached behind to pull his house door shut and let his friend drag him to where the said body was supposed to be.

the two boys walked under the trees and let the leaves crunch under their feet, wondering where the body was. chan held his phone out to guide the way and the bright light was shining on both of their shoes.

“so you’re telling me they actually think there’s a body out here?” chan walked up the hill of dirt and pushed himself to reach the over ecstatic boy in front of him. the breaths leaving him were more like wheezes, he knew he needed to take a break. he felt himself reaching for his inhaler that was in his jacket pocket, his breathing more ragged as his fingers grasped the plastic container that would hopefully calm his lungs. chan brought it to his lips and paused his movements to let the medication flow through his airways. he let out a relieved sigh. his lungs no longer felt like they were on fire anymore so he ran to meet up with jisung. his friend was still trying to explain everything.

“well i mean it was a call about a potential body. not completely sure they’ll find anything but if they do, we’re gonna be their first to see it!” jisung exclaimed while pumping one fist in the air. the smile never leaving his face as they continued their trek in the forest. jisung was still happily proclaiming his theories about the body before seeing flashlights in the distance that wasn’t from chan. jisung grabbed chan’s hoodie and forced them to the ground. “dude my dad’s here, if we get busted my ass is screwed.” chan wanted to laugh but couldn’t when he overheard his friend’s dad speaking along with some other officers.

“the tip said it was in this area, i’m thinking we should spread out and check the vicinity.” jisung’s dad ordered the remaining officers near him and within seconds the officers and dogs were out of the pair’s sights. jisung looked to his friend and gave him a thumbs up before scrambling to follow after his dad.

“wait jisung! wait for-“ chan was cut short and threw himself against a tree once he saw jisung fall to the floor. a flashlight was soon in his face, jisung yelped and held his arms out to protect himself from the harsh light that came above him. chan clamped a hand over his mouth to minimize his breathing and he tried to hear what they were saying.

“wait a minute, this one belongs to me.” jisung’s dad scoffed and held out his hand to help his son off the ground. jisung grabbed it and dusted the dirt from himself for the second time that night. he smiled at his dad, “wait wheres the other one? where’s chan?” jisung’s dad moved the flash light around in hopes of finding his son’s partner in crime. “chan are you out there?”

“no! he’s uh not here. chan’s at home, you know sleeping. it is the night before school.” jisung answered quickly hoping to steer his his father away. his dad seemed to buy it because he grabbed jisung’s shirt and started pulling them towards the police car that was just outside the woods.

“that’s right it is a school night, you should be home sleeping right now like your friend.” chan overheard the whole conversation and his hand went to grab his inhaler to make sure it was in the pocket. the boy wanted to go home. he’d been up for far too long and wanted to sleep the night away. after making sure the coast was clear, he started to wander off from the area and came across an area with a lot of trees spread out. chan tried to listen to the sounds of the woods but was left with eerie silence. it was all quiet. not even the sound of crickets or leaves crunching could be heard. he watched the trees, and let his other senses take over. the ground started to shake and chan backed away from the open woods. a herd of deer came into chan’s view and his eyes widened to make sure what he was seeing was true. the sudden intrusion of the herd made chan’s hand fall from the inhaler and he lost it somewhere on the floor. he fell somewhere away from it. the deer stomped through the forest and around chan. he tried covering his eyes from the dirt that flew into his eyes. as an afterthought he kept his arms up to protect his face from the deer. he was afraid and didn’t know what to do. after a few stray deer made their way to the rest of them, chan let out a breath. his heart was beating so fast and he took a few breaths to try and get his rapid heartbeat under control. he got off the ground and reached for his phone, the boy turned on the flashlight and let his phone light cover the ground in order to find his inhaler. chan moved his phone around slowly, searching for the small thing. instead of his inhaler, the phone light landed on the body.

as in the cut in half, bloodied body. he almost screamed as he fell backwards. the body stared back at him, the girl’s eyes open wide in horror. he wanted to reach out and close her eyes but he was too terrified so he just slowly backed up until he got to his feet and turned away from the body on the ground.

chan started to search for his inhaler again, he wanted to get the image of the dead girl’s body out of his head. he was tempted to call jisung and tell him but he had more pressing matters. he shook off his nerves. the movement of leaves and branches behind chan scared him out of his mind. he turned around to be met with nothing, it was like something out of a b-rated horror movie and he almost laughed. the same sound was heard. he moved his head only to it to be met with red glowing eyes in the distance. chan swore under his breath. he wanted to run away from whatever was out there but before he could he react, the thing jumped out at him. chan tired to push himself away from the thing on top of him but with no avail the thing had a hold of chan’s torso. chan felt a scream rip through his throat when his side was pierced with something wickedly sharp. it had a sort burning sting to it and his mind wandered to what his mom would say. chan shook the thoughts from his head. he must be delirious from the pain. he needed to get this thing off him before it tore him to pieces. it finally released its hold on chan. the teenager scrambled to get on his feet and started running as fast as his legs could take him. he started to hyperventilate. his inhaler still nowhere to be found but he just kept running. he’d rather suffer an asthma attack then whatever the hell was in the woods. suddenly, chan could see lights in front of him and he pushed himself to run faster. the moment he was met with road he stopped to hold his chest. he was hoping to get more air into his lungs but it didn’t seem to be working. chan heard the sound of an engine and he turned to be met with headlights. the car had to swerve to avoid hitting him. he was left alone on the dark road. he wanted his mom or a pair of paramedics. with shaky breaths leaving chan he brought his hand to his side and lifted the shirt that used to be white up to reveal his wound. chan’s eyes widened at the bite mark that cover his side. his wound wasn’t from claws or a knife like he was expecting. chan didn’t know what to do. he was in a lot of pain and all he wanted to was go to sleep.

chan locked his bike on the rack just outside his school. he heard a car park besides him and cursed when he saw that it was a porsche. jackson wang got out of the over priced car and smacked the door into chan’s unhurt side. jackson closed the door and scoffed towards the boy.

“dude, watch it.” he pointed to the car door and chan’s eyes followed it. jackson was the one who hit him. he really wanted to go back home. jackson was called away by some of his friends and chan sighed leaving his bike locked up to meet up with his friend and tell him everything that happened the night before. the gauze stuck to his side covering the wound felt sticky and chan wanted to replace it already. jisung jogged up to his friend after clicking to lock up his jeep. chan smiled when he saw him. before chan had gone to bed he had texted his friend about the bite, but not about the body.

“alright channie let’s see it.” chan felt that jisung’s enthusiasm about the wound was too much. he wasn’t sure how his friend had so much energy in the early morning, but he pulled the side of his shirt up to reveal the bite. chan could see it was bleeding again. “woah there buddy, looks like it hurts.” jisung went to grab at chan’s waist and touch it but chan flinched away. “oh shit, sorry.” chan let the shirt fall back down. jisung asked him what he thought did it but he honestly didn’t know. chan grabbed at his backpack straps and the pair started walking towards the entrance of the school.

“it was really dark so i couldn’t see much, but im pretty sure it was a wolf.”

“oh my god, i know you’re dumb, but are you really that dumb? there’s no wolves in california, dumbass.” jisung’s small laugh made chan look at him. if it wasn’t a wolf he wasn’t sure what it was.

“well it howled,” chan explained.

“doesn’t matter, california doesn’t have wolves.” jisung made chan stop in his tracks just so could look him in the eye. chan saw he wasn’t joking, he was being serious.

“you’re joking.”

“i’m not.” his eyes were concerned and gravely serious. it was odd to see his usual happy friend so solemn. “there’s no way you were bitten by a wolf.”

chan didn’t know what to say but then he remembered the body. “i found the body. well half of it.” jisung jumped and he reached out for the boy.

“oh my god really?! you found the body, thats so co-“

“it’s not cool! i’m gonna need years of therapy.”

“therapy, dude? you’re a wuss! this is awesome. literally the best thing that’s happened,” suddenly, a brunette entered the scene. jisung’s eyes followed the girl and chan smiled at his love sick friend. “...since areum was born.” the bell rang and jisung pouted once areum walked into the main building doors. he turned around and met chan’s eyes again. chan grabbed his friend by the shoulder and pushed them both towards the school. jisung would only have to wait mere seconds to see areum again. she was stuck in first period with them.

“now, i know some of you are aware of the body found in the woods last night,” their teacher started and chan could feel the wink that jisung was sending him without even looking. “and i’m supposed to tell you that the police have someone in custody. that means you can focus on my class and not the conspiracy theories following this case.” chan looked back towards jisung and gave him a questioning look, jisung just shrugged and went back to staring whatever was important on his pencil. chan slouched back into his seat trying to focus on the class, but a phone ringing made him bring his hands up to cover his ears. he looked around, but saw no one who looked remotely concerned about a phone going off, not even the teacher. the boy’s eyes drifted to the window and his eyes caught sight of someone sitting on the bench outside with a phone to their ear, chan could hear their conversation clearly.

“mom, you don’t need to call me on the first day. i’ve done this before, i know how high school works.” chan could see the boy struggling to open his bag and look for something, “no i’m fine, i think i just forgot a pen.” chan smiled and he ignored the small lecture that was going on right in front of him to listen to what was happening outside. “no, mom, please don’t, i’ll be fine, okay i gotta go. yeah, love you too” the boy got up and shook hands with whatever admin was helping this kid out. chan focused on listening to them to where they were going and suddenly saw them in the doorway to his classroom.

“mr. morgan’s astronomy class, good morning to you all. i’d like to introduce a new student here at becon hills. his name is kim seungmin and he’ll be in this class, do your best to make him feel welcome.” the administrator left and the teacher pointed to the area where chan was sitting. he saw seungmin walk towards him and heard his bag hit the floor once he was seated. chan grabbed an extra pen that was on his desk and turned to give it to the boy.

“thank you?” seungmin looked confused but still took the pen from chan and he smiled back to show his gratitude. the rest of school went by rather quickly, and every kid left the school halls leaving them empty. chan made his way to his locker and saw seungmin, by what he wassumed was his locker. the two smiled at each other, areum came from the other hall and saw seungmin,

“i’m areum, it’s seungmin right?” areum held her hand out for the boy to shake and he nodded as well, chan heard seungmin’s heart rate increase. areum let out a small chuckle as she let go of the nervous boy’s hand. “hey, i’m sorry i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, just wanted to make sure that you have a good first day, and maybe ask if you need a friend?” seungmin smiled brightly and shook his head slightly,

“no, it’s fine, don’t worry. thanks for checking in. it’s nice to meet you areum, and i’d love to be friends.” seungmin’s hand were still gripping his back pack and chan could hear his heartbeat start to slow. jisung stood in front of chan now but he was still listening to the two across the hall conversation. jackson joined his girlfriend and let his hands attach to her waist while areum still talked to seungmin.

“how is the new kid already friends with areum and jackson?” some girl came up to chan and friend and jisung answered for chan.

“probably because he looks lonely and areum is a nice person that wants to make everyone comfortable?” jisung answered nonchalantly. chan let jisung and the girl bicker back and forth while he was focused on seungmin and areum.

“alrighty then seungmin, there is a party this friday after school. it will be so much fun! we can hang together the whole night!” areum smiled clasping her hands together excitedly. chan knew that that was an exaggeration. areum wouldn’t hang with seungmin the whole night like she said. chan liked areum, but he wasn’t always her biggest fan. she was like a coin. sometimes she was the kindest thing this side of the galaxy had ever seen, but she also had a tendency to flip when she was around jackson and his friends.

“oh i’m sorry, every friday my family and i do something special but thanks for asking though.” seungmin almost looked uncomfortable under the gazes of the most popular couple at school and chan almost felt sorry for him.

“you have to come! everyone is gonna be there and so is the team.” jackson tried.

“football?”

“beacon hills football team sucks, haven’t won a game in years. our lacrosse team on the other hand has won state champs the last three years.” jackson offered a smile and areum brought her hand to brush some of the stray hairs on jackson’s head away from his face.

“yeah because of a certain team captain.” areum kissed her boyfriends cheek and chan swore he heard jisung gag.

“we actually have practice in a few... you should come and watch it,” jackson was no longer leaning on the lockers and areum grabbed for seungmin’s hand. “see if you wanna even join the team.”

“i actually have– i don’t do sports really.” seungmin looked scared and chan wanted nothing more than to just help the poor boy.

“well jackson was just kidding but you still have to come watch.” areum dragged them away and chan pulled jisung by his bag to go practice too.

after changing into their gear, the boys practicing for the lacrosse team all gathered on the field. chan heard coach blow the whistle.

“listen, im tired of sitting out on everything! i wanna be on the front line jisung, no more bench warming.” chan muttered and jisung shrugged not quite agreeing, he was just glad to be on the team.

“bang!” coach finstock yelled at chan from behind him, he turned around to answer coach but was interrupted. “you’re goalie today kiddo.”

“coach, i’ve never played goalie before though.” chan was ready to beg to get out of it, but his regular gear was thrown on the ground and replaced with a goalie’s stick and helmet.

“well obviously, but hey, there is a first time for everything! try and get the kids going you know? fire them up? or whatever the hell you kids say now a days.”

“huh?” the boy looked scared and coach laughed.

“catch the balls so they don’t hit you, bang.” he gave chan a hard pat on the shoulder and left chan there. he went to stand near the net and chan heard seungmin’s voice again,

“who is that?” areum followed her new friends eye line and frowned.

“not sure, why?” she looked seungmin in the eye but the boy was still looking at chan.

“we have astronomy with him. he gave me a pen, i was just wondering.” seungmin shrugged and chan let his attention drift to the practice. the loud ringing of the whistle startled chan and he tried clutching his ears with the big gloves to drown out the sound. an incoming fast ball hit chan on the helmet beating him to it and he was thrown backwards from the force. he heard some laughing and jisung visibly cringed from the sidelines. chan got back up and focused on the kid in front of him, the ball left his net and in the blink of an eye, it was sitting in chan’s. he looked surprised along with everyone else on the field and jisung screamed out for his friend.

“hell yeah!”

more kids tried getting past but chan caught them all. one after the other he caught all the lacrosse balls thrown at him. chan didn’t know how this was possible and how he was doing it, but he was and nobody was more surprised then him. jackson skipped the lineup and went to the front, chan’s whole body tensed up, he had to catch this and not make a fool of him self.

“oh god,” chan went into position to catch his ball and as soon as it was thrown from jackson to chan, it was in his net. chan did it, he caught the team captain’s ball and everyone was cheering for chan.

“yes! that’s my best friend!” jisung shouted and chan laughed and sent him his best version of thumbs up given the gloves. areum was on her feet cheering chan on and chan caught jackson staring at her and felt something close to proud.

chan jumped off the small dirt pile and his feet were soon wet from the small river, jisung followed behind him and they both walked across the small river.

“i don’t know man, it’s weird. i just caught them it was like time stopped and i was able to catch them no problem. but the thing is that’s not the only weird thing thats happened,” chan stopped for a moment to duck under a tree branch, “i can hear and smell things that i shouldn’t be able to. like the spearmint gum thats in your pocket.” chan stopped again to let jisung look in his pocket to find one wrapped piece of spearmint gum. jisung was shocked that he knew that but brushed off thinking it was just a coincidence.

“and this all started with the bite?” they continued their journey in the woods.

“yeah, but what if im dying? like this is the surge and my last few hours are just all my senses heightened, or maybe i have some type of disease?” chan turned to look at jisung and he scoffed but then jisung placed his hands on his hips, moving his jacket out of the way.

“oh yeah i’ve actually heard of something like this man,”

“really? what is it?”

“lycanthropy.” jisung stated with a straight face.

“oh my god it sounds bad, it’s bad isn’t it?”

“oh yeah its the worst. but usually its only once a month,” chan looked confused and wanted to say something but jisung didn’t let him “only on the full moon.” jisung howled and chan wanted to punch his friend. jisung was still howling by the time that chan turned to start walking away, chan turned around and punched him in the shoulder. “hey! im just relaying information i got from google.”

“dude im serious!! i could be dying and here you are making jokes about it.”

“no way, dude, you’re just a big bad werewolf now!” jisung made some growling noises and chan wanted nothing more than to punch his friend again, but this time in the mouth. chan glared at his friend and jisung stopped his teasing to hold up his arms in defense. “okay, okay, im joking obviously! but there is a full moon on friday, so just be careful.” jisung teased but chan was already over it.

he halted his steps and crouched down to move some leaves around. “i swear on everything holy, it was right here. the deer, where i dropped my inhaler and found the body.” he continued to move some leaves and throw some branches out of the way while jisung just stood there.

“maybe the killer took it?” jisung tried

“yeah i get the body, but why my inhaler?” chan was still crouching when jisung slapped his shoulder, the boy got up and turned to where his friend was looking. a man in a leather jacket was standing twenty feet away from them and the pair stood there awkwardly while the man walked closer to them.

“what are you doing here?” the man tried and still got no response from chan or jisung. “this is private property.” jisung took his hands from his pocket and scratched his neck.

“uh shoot sorry dude, we uh didn’t know” jisung rushed out.

“yeah, sorry, we were looking for something but forget it, sorry we intruded.” chan wanted to leave, the man standing before them was intimidating. the man in leather threw chan’s inhaler and chan caught it without looking. the man turned to leave and chan was ready to leave too. “come on jisung, lets go.” after getting some space between them and the mystery man, jisung spoke up.

“dude, do you even know how that was?”

“no, why should i?” he asked, still walking. chan just wanted to put more space between leather guy and them.

“it was freaking lee minho! he’s only a few years older than us. do you not remember?” jisung pressed and chan’s grip on the inhaler tightened.

“remember what?”

“his family, they all burned in their house like ten years ago.” both boys were now heavily confused, chan twirled the inhaler in his hands before sticking it in his pocket.

“wonder what he’s doing back.” it wasn’t a question. it was a statement and with the silence that followed chan could tell jisung was starting to grow more curious as time dragged on.

after departing from his best friend, chan had work to attend to. chan worked at a veterinary clinic and had been for awhile now. that was why he closed some nights. he went to the front door and switched the sign to closed and locked the door. soon he would be heading home, and he was glad. sleep was calling for him.

chan looked up to the darkening sky and saw storm clouds. he walked to the bathroom and brought the necessities he needed to clean up his wound. he lifted his shirt and saw nothing. there was no remnants of any wound on his side at all. chan was more confused than ever. he really didn’t know what to do other than to keep working so he put the supplies back and went to grab cat food to make sure they were fed before the night ended. the moment he entered the cat’s room hissing could be heard from everywhere and it surprised chan. he looked around the room and saw all the cats were going crazy and looked like they were going to jump chan if the cages weren’t in the way. he dropped the bag of food and left the room in a hurry. not understanding what was happening. the sudden knocking brought chan back and he saw a glimpse of seungmin from the door. he ran to the to door and opened it seeing a distressed male.

“i was just driving and i… i look away for one second and i hit it. it came out of nowhere! i didn’t see it.” he babbled and chan noticed how anxiety ridden he was.

“calm down, you’re okay. what did you hit?”

seungmin took a breath in and slowly exhaled, “a dog, i hit a dog.” chan was still worried about seungmin and he didn’t know what to do.

“do you know where you hit it? i can call someone and we’ll find the-“

“i have the dog, i took it with me. i didn’t want it to be alone and hurt. ” seungmin said breathlessly and moved to go out to his car to show the other male the hurt dog, chan followed. getting soaked wasn’t on chan’s agenda tonight but neither was dealing with a dogs broken leg. after they moved the dog into the vet clinic, chan was quick to give seungmin a towel to dry his hair and clothes as much as he could, along with himself before tending to the dog. he towel dried himself as much as he could and went over to the dog, drying some of the dogs fur and then looking at its broken leg.

“i can splint it for now and give the dog some pain meds but the head vet has to reset it. im not qualified for that yet.” seungmin hung the towel around his neck and went to lean on the table in the middle of the room to talk to chan, he smiled for the first time that night and chan responded with a soft smile.

“well i’m glad, i didn’t want to just leave the dog hurt especially in this weather. i hope i made the right call.”

“you did, don’t worry, i can handle broken legs. its nothing to worry about, this pup will be back on his feet in few months.” chan was getting ready to administer some pain meds and get what he needed to splint the dogs leg when he saw seungmin was petting the dog trying to make sure it was comfortable. he smiled and grabbed the supplies he needed, “do you like dogs?” seungmin looked up to chan and smiled.

“yeah, i do. i used to have one but she died a while back. also how do you know my name?” seungmin smirked and chan laughed, he pets the dogs head before going to his front leg and grabbing some of the fur to inject the medication.

“we have astronomy together, my names chan by the way.”

“yeah i know, you just never told me your name, chan. you gave me the pen today. do you want that back?” seungmin tried and chan laughed again, he wrapped the dogs leg and stood up straight to stretch out his muscles.

“don’t worry about it, i have a ton more.” seungmin gave him a thumbs up before going back to pet the dog again. the two fell into a comfortable silence with the rain and the dog breathing were the only things that could be heard. chan put the supplies away and walked back to the table. “so do you really have plans on friday, or was that just an excuse not to go to areum’s party.”

seungmin looked at chan and shook his head with a slight smile, “no, family night isn’t a thing, why?”

“wondered if you wanted to go to areum’s party with me instead? areum’s a busy lady and she might say one thing, but mean something totally different. she’s still a good person though don’t get me wrong. i just don’t want you to be alone.” chan added a smile and hoped he wasn’t be too pushy.

“yeah, let’s do it. i should probably head home though,” seungmin handed the towel back to the other boy and he placed them on the counter top while the seungmin gathered his things. chan walked his new friend outside and made sure he got back on the road safely before leaving to pack up for the night. after racing to get home to get a healthy amount of sleep, chan laid in bed wondering about what he was going to wear to the party. he tossed and turned and just when he thought he was falling asleep, he was rudely awakened by bumping into something.

his eyes opened wide in annoyance but then shock when he realized that he wasn’t in his bedroom. chan was face to face with dirt, he was literally staring at leaves and the dirt on the ground. he regretted not wearing a shirt to bed as the air outside was colder than what he was expecting. chan looked around, he couldn’t tell if he was dreaming or not. the fog proving to impair his vision and and the breeze did nothing for the goosebumps that arose on his skin. when chan stood up he tried to see if he could see anything that would tell him where he was. a twig snapped and chan froze, he slowly turned to where the sound originated from and saw nothing. another rustle from his left and chan was staring at something dark in the distance. afraid of what it could do and not wanting to stay behind to find out, chan started running. chan looked to his left again and the thing looked to be mimicking him, it was copying chan’s every moment. he forced his legs to move faster, sprinting in the forest, he made it to a break by the edge of the forest and was met with a fence. chan threw his body over it and landed ungracefully. he ran back to his house after realizing where he was, he still had to get ready for school. chan was severely confused about how he got to the woods and more confused about what it was that he saw. he got ready and headed to school as fast as he could not even stopping to say bye to his mom.

he never slept-walk before.

the day had gone on so long and chan was grateful that all he had left was some practice. he was grabbing things from his locker when a hand slammed the door shut. chan was met with jackson’s eyes and he visibly sighed, he was too tired to deal with anything jackson had to say.

“alright asswipe, how about you tell me where you’re getting your juice from?”

“huh?”

“where do you get your juice?” jackson hissed.

“my mom does all the shopping?” chan really didn’t know how else to answer the question, he had no clue what jackson was talking about.

“listen up bang, i know for a fact that there’s no way hell you, out of all people, are kicking ass on the field without some type of chemical cocktail.” a light switch went off in chan’s head.

“oh you mean steroids… wait, what?” before the boy could react jackson grabbed the top of chan’s jersey and moving to pin him against the wall. chan’s back hit the lockers and he glared at the boy in front of him.

“what the hell is going on with you?” jackson’s words were laced with anger and chan could almost taste it.

“you wanna know what the hell is going on with me jackson? well i would love to know too! because i can do things that i shouldn’t be able to do like hear and smell things that are way to be far to be even sensed.” chan paused as jackson let him go, but he wasn’t done yet. “i’m also able to do things like you said that i shouldn’t be able to do? i mean have you seen me? i’m not in great shape, but that’s not the point! i’m sleep walking miles away from my house and i’m pretty sure i’m losing my god damn mind!” chan let out a gasp he didn’t know he was holding. a weight that the boy didn’t even know had been lifted slightly. jackson laughed.

“aw did that help? is this funny to you bang? i know you’re hiding something and i’m gonna find out what it is, even if it kills me.” the words that left his mouth left chan speechless and jackson turned to leave. chan grabbed his belongings and followed the other boy to the field.

“chan! channie boy come here!!” chan could hear jisung’s yelling before he even saw the boy properly. chan placed his stuff near the bleachers by his friends stuff and leaned down to re-tie his shoes so they were tight enough.

“hurry up sung, i gotta be on the field.”

“okay listen, dad got the screening back from the fiber analysis and you won’t believe what they found on the body! they found animal hairs.” jisung sounded excited and nervous at the same time, but chan had seconds before coach called them to the field.

“sorry dude, can we talk later?”

“wait chan! you’re never gonna believe what the animal was!” chan could barely hear what jisung was saying anymore as he ran out to the field, but he caught the last bit. “it was a wolf.”

after practice, chan was going to head straight for jisung’s, and after a quick shower he biked towards his friend’s house to talk about what went down on the field earlier. he invited himself in and walked to his friends room. chan pounded on the door and within seconds the door opened to a disheveled looking jisung, he smiled towards him and pushed his way in to sit on jisung’s bed.

“thank god, you’re here. come in, you gotta see this.” jisung closed his door after chan was inside and began to ramble, “so i’ve been researching for a while and found all this information.” chan watched his friend sit at his desk and grabbed some papers near the printer.

“how much caffeine have you had today jisung?”

“too much but just listen,” chan laughed

“is it about the body? did they find out who killed her?”

“nope, they’re still questioning people. like lee minho, the guy from the woods. but chan! this isn’t about that!!” jisung was throwing his arms around to try and get his point across, chan shut up so his friend could talk, jisung put on a serious face and wasn’t flailing around anymore. “remember the joke from yesterday?” chan slowly nodded, “well buddy, it’s not a joke anymore.”

“jisung wha-“

“chan! i’ve been doing research since this all went down and now i know! do you even know why wolves howl?” jisung stood up with his arms crossed and the papers crinkling under his arm.

“no i don’t.”

“it’s a signal chan. they howl when they stray from the pack. it’s to signal their location to the rest of the pack. chan this means if you heard that, there could be more of them out there.”

“oh my god, a whole pack of wolves?” chan was still confused and jisung wasn’t making it easier with his rambling.

“no. a pack of werewolves.” at this point chan was annoyed. he didn’t want to listen to jisung tell scary stories, he was too busy and this wasn’t a boy scouts meeting.

“jisung, i swear to god. i have stuff to do like homework and pick up seungmin to go to areum’s party!” chan stood and grabbed his bag, already slinging it across his shoulder, making his friend talk to his back.

“chan, listen please. what you did today at practice, wasn’t just cool and amazing. it was literally impossible.”

“i made a good shot and went with it.” chan wanted to leave, he had things to attend to and jisung was just getting in his way.

“no! its not just that!” jisung grabbed his bag and moved to lay on his bed while he stared chan down, hoping to get his point across and to make his friend understand what was happening. “i mean chan, your reflexes, your speed! everything! you’re good at it chan, and people like us,” jisung motioned between them “can’t do that overnight. and also, your vision and smell! all your senses are heightened and don’t even try me, bang chan! i know you haven’t used your inhaler in days. days without using the plastic container that you used to be so dependent on before all this happened.”

“okay… i…” he couldn’t think, “jisung, i can’t do this right now! like i said i have stuff to do. we can talk tomorrow about this.” chan tried reaching for his bag again just for jisung to push his hand away and yell at him with wide eyes.

“dude no way! tonight’s the full moon. it can’t be tomorrow, what are you not getting?” jisung was begging him, pleading for chan to stay in and not go out.

“jisung please, i can’t deal with this right now. i just made first line and i’m going to hang out with seungmin. everything in my life is somewhat okay right now, so why are you trying to mess that up for me?”

“i’m trying to help chan.” jisung sat down and now chan was the one hovering over jisung. jisung looked defeated in his desk chair and chan almost felt bad, it didn’t last long though. “you’re cursed, and its not just gonna make you physically change when the full moon hits. it’s also when your bloodlust is at its peak.”

“my bloodlust?”

“yeah, your urge to kill.” chan groaned and turned his body away from his friend, grabbing the bag once again and putting it on. jisung grabbed a book in front of him and started reading from it.

“the change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse.” chan pushed his hair aside that fell over his eyes and jisung spoke again.

“and if you ask me chan, its a bad idea all together to hang out with seungmin and go to areum’s! you could hurt yourself or someone else.” jisung had the same look in his eyes again and chan was just fed up that he didn’t even bother to answer him. jisung was quick to jump in front of the door and stop chan from leaving. jisung was silently asking chan to stay and let him help. it did nothing but annoy him. chan grabbed jisung’s shirt and pinned the boy between him and the door, while holding his fist up like he would punch his best friend. jisung didn’t know what was happening and neither did chan. chan didn’t want to punch jisung, let alone touch the boy in a harmful way. it was surprising. he wanted his friend to feel safe and welcome when he was with him. but jisung just wouldn’t stop talking and now chan was agitated. he let jisung go and chan turned away and held his backpack straps in his hands walking back and jisung moved away from the door to let him leave.

“i’m so sorry sung i-“ chan began but jisung beat him to it.

“it’s fine, just go. i’ll see you at the party.” chan looked at his friend and a frown reached his face. chan felt like shit and it was his fault that jisung was acting like this.

“i’m sorry.”

chan still felt bad after the thing with jisung but he took the keys from his mom and drove to the address seungmin sent him. after the second boy got in the car, they drove off to areum’s with small talk and good music. chan and seungmin walked through the sea of people littering the host’s house, they stopped near the pool and seungmin stopped to say hi to someone, chan looked over at everyone and saw someone standing near a gate.

lee minho stood by the entrance with a dog barking behind him. chan didn’t know why the older man was at a high schooler’s party but he had more important things to do rather than wonder about older men. seungmin and chan made their way to the dance area and let the music take over. they both danced and let the music have its way with their bodies. letting it take over to let them have a good time and enjoy themselves at the party. chan was dancing with some of his friends from freshman year and looked over to the house. he saw areum and jackson dancing together, or more like her moving and him attacking her neck with his mouth. chan continued dancing with all his friends and seungmin until his head started pounding. he felt like he was gonna be sick, chan’s head hurt and his heart was racing. whenever anyone bumped into or even slightly touched chan, he’d freeze up. his body reacting on its own. the music was suddenly too loud and everyone was too close for comfort.

“chan, are you okay?” seungmin asked him while dragging him away from the group of people to hopefully calm the boy down. it did the exact opposite though, chan heard everything a little bit clearer now that seungmin was talking directly to him. he could hear his friends heartbeat steadily beating, along with the smell of gum that seungmin had chewed on before coming to areum’s. chan’s eyes dragged to seungmin’s hand that was clutching his forearm. his skin felt like it was on fire and he needed some fresh air or cold water.

“i’ll be right back,” chan stated to what he thinks was seungmin. the room was spinning, and chan was very dizzy. his head felt heavy on his shoulders and he couldn’t even blink properly. chan felt like he was dying. he couldn’t breathe. he almost reached for his inhaler but remember he hadn’t brought it.

“hey, chan? you okay dude?” jisung had pressed a hand to chan’s shoulder as he passed by but chan didn’t stop. he barely recognized who it was. the only giveaway being his friends grey hair.

chan thought he was going to pass out at any second. the room wouldn’t stop moving and he didn’t know where he was going. a few other kids had asked chan if was okay but his mouth wouldn’t open. no sounds were coming out and he didn’t know what was happening to him. chan felt a bead of sweat roll down his temple and he reached to wipe it away. he passed by others, trying not to knock over drinks but he really didn’t care that much. his main priority was to get out of there. he reached for his keys once he was out of the house and scrambled down the few steps leading up to areum’s house. seungmin wasn’t far behind and he followed to try and found out what chan was doing. chan felt a bit better after meeting fresh air that wasn’t surrounded by other people and didn’t smell like sweat. he got in his car and turned the ignition, he chest felt warm and he just wanted to get home. chan needed to be home right now.

the drive wasn’t easy but manageable. chan slammed the door shut and dragged his feet up the stairs. the jacket he was wearing was soon on the floor along with his shoes. he fell to the ground and started heaving. chan felt like he was having an asthma attack and he couldn’t remember where he put his inhaler. the window in his room was wide open and the light from the full moon was hitting chan straight on. he closed his eyes and made his body move to the bathroom. every cell, very molecule molecule in chan’s body felt like it was on fire and ice at the same time. he was freezing and burning up and wanted nothing more than to just scream. the cold water from the shower head did nothing to calm his nerves. his hands that clutched the sides of the tub felt like they were being stabbed. chan dared to look and he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. his finger nails were growing, and at an impossible speed. they grew into claws and he rushed to get out of the tub once the same feeling hit his mouth. he looked in the mirror and opened his mouth to see that in fact his canines were no longer their regular shape, but resembled those of a wolf. his brown eyes turned yellow, an almost glowing eerie color. chan was officially scared, a sudden knock brought chan out of it.

“chan?” it was jisung. he must have followed him

“not now jisung, go away.” he limped to the door.

“chan, it’s jisung! let me in, i promise i can help.” the boy promised and chan was prepared to let his friend in and help until he remembered what jisung said earlier about hurting others.

“no i can’t, you know i can’t. i don’t wanna hurt you.” he inhaled and held it for five seconds before exhaling.

“chan! just let me in-“ jisung was pounding on the door and chan opened it slightly.

“listen jisung, please, i know who did it. but tell me, did seungmin get home safe?” jisung sighed at his friend.

“yes, yes, he got home. i saw him get a ride.” there was a pause like jisung was still processing the words chan had uttered. “what do you mean you know who did it?”

chan let his head fall against the door, his wet brown hair dripping water on the floor. “it’s minho. he’s the one behind everything. he killed and hid the body, and he’s the one who bit me.” chan answered matter of factly. he figured it out a while ago and just need to piece it all together. the party just confirmed it.

“wait chan, minho was the one that drove seungmin home after you ran off.” chan swore his heart stopped beating for a second. he closed the door and jisung began pounding again. chan tore off his soaked shirt, and let all his feelings overcome him. he ripped open the curtains of his window and yanked it up. what once used to jam now moved with perfect fluidity. he was surprised by his own strength. it didn’t last long though because he jumped out and landed on the ground, feet parallel and head down. his emotions were running haywire but he just let his gut have the chance to lead him and took off where ever he thought he was needed. chan’s ears elongated and he felt his cheeks slightly itch. he hoped jisung would go check on seungmin to make sure the boy got home safely. but chan could worry about that later, he had things to do like find minho. he leapt throughout the town and scaled buildings when he needed to in order to get a better sense of where he was headed. chan’s feet carried him away and he was brought back to the woods from this morning and when he got bit. chan stopped.

his breathing was hard and he felt himself take deeper breathes in order to get the air into his body. his eye sight was messed up and didn’t look normal and yet he could see perfectly. he followed his nose and let it guide him. chan focused his hearing and closed his eyes to try and hear more. the sound of an engine turning off made chan stop, and he looked around to try and find which direction it was coming from. sudden shouts all around chan made his yellow eyes glow and he took off again. a body came into chan’s peripheral and before he could see who it was clearly, it came at him full force. the wind was knocked out of him. he struggled to his feet.

“minho? what are you doing here? wait, is seungmin safe?!” the second question thrown at minho made him growl, he was agitated and now he had to deal with some teen wolf. minho held onto chan’s shoulder to force the boy to look into his eyes. minho could tell that chan was burning up, his fingers that rested on the boys shoulders were warm. chan tried hitting the boys hands off of him but that just made the grip even tighter. the sound of someone walking near the pair made them both tense up and minho dragged chan to somewhere out of sight from the people in the woods.

“alright look dumbass, i’ve been watching over you for the past few days to see how the bite affected you and you were doing alright so far. but i knew that tonight would be hard,” minho paused too look up at the moon and pointed with his index finger. “and now that we’re here, we’re in trouble cause you can’t keep your cool and managed to hit all the basic no-no’s in the how to be a werewolf checklist. so i’m here to clean up your mess. plus those are hunters out there hunting us and i don’t know about you, but dying wasn’t on my agenda tonight. also the kid is safe, i took him home.”

“okay i can agree with that and thank god.” chan and minho went to the right and started running but it was too late. they were caught in the crossfire and red lasers were pointed at both boys. minho was calm and collected but chan was starting to freak out. minho was trying to reason with them but they had guns. people like that tended to have the upper hand in these sort of situations. chan couldn’t even hear what they were saying, the sound of his heartbeat seemed too loud in his own ears. minho’s hand was still holding chan’s arm and suddenly he let go to push the boy out of the way. the sound of gunshots and arrows whizzing past chan made him come back to reality and he heard minho yell at him,

“watch your eyes chan! close them!” minho was desperate for chan to listen but it was too late and chan looked directly at the arrow that hit a tree. it blew up and the bright light seared his brain. it made him want to claw his eyes out. he rubbed at his eyes and kept running. an arrow came from behind him and pierced his lower arm. minho growled and tried to get the hunters off of chan. chan’s arm was bleeding and he looked down to see the arrow sticking out of his arm on both sides. he let out a shaky breath and minho came running over, he grabbed his hurt arm and put pressure near his elbow to restrict the blood flow while he pulled it out. “the healing will kick in, just give it a few.” he pulled it out and chan groaned, the relief setting in. their was no more pain and minho pulled chan from his thoughts when they started running again. chan held his arm and they made it close to the edge of the woods.

“who were those guys?” chan questioned trying to catch his breath.

“hunters,” minho said simply.

“what?”

“how else am i supposed to explain this to you?” minho groaned. “people with guns, bad. you and me, not bad. yeah, you got it? and if you don’t get it, you’ll end up dead.” minho placed his hands on chan’s shoulders to make the younger boy look him in the eyes. “also, why are you not wearing a shirt?” he tapped chan’s chest and the other boy laughed. “chan listen to me. this is serious, i know this isn’t what you envisioned for you self but this is your life now. whether you like it or not. we’re brothers now.”

chan sighed but nodded, understanding most of what was happening. minho stood up and pulled chan to his feet, the pair walked towards the road. the sun was beginning to rise. chan called jisung and thanked god when said boy was on his way to pick him up. minho made small talk and the two waited together, guards still high just in case. jisung pulled up and chan climbed in the blue jeep after thanking minho and telling him to get home safely.

“so what happened?” jisung questioned after giving chan a shirt. the brown headed boy sighed and felt all his muscles begin to ache as he moved around to get comfortable in the seat.

“you were right, i’m a werewolf.”

“i would say i told you so but i don’t want you to beat my ass so.” jisung laughed and chan joined him. the pair kept driving until chan was dropped off at his home. the weekend was spent trying to get sleep and finishing up his homework. school on monday was brutal. the entire weekend was spent in wallowing in guilt and chan was unable to think of what to say to seungmin.

it didn’t matter though because as soon as chan saw him the words came pouring out of him like he was some sort of leaking faucet. “seungmin, i’m so sorry about everything.”

“i know, it okay. can i ask what happened though?” seungmin locked eyes with chan as they sat in astronomy together. class hadn’t started yet.

“i got sick?” chan tried and seungmin laughed, sitting back in his chair. chan offered a small smile in return, feeling a bit better.

“yeah okay, are we still friends though?” seungmin almost pouted and chan wanted nothing more than to reassure the boy that being his friend was all he wanted.

“of course, always.” chan genuinely smiled and turned around once the bell rang.

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jute (m) | jung hoseok

pairing: Hoseok x Reader genre/warnings: master!hoseok, sub!reader, smut, fluff, shibari, oral (male receiving), minor ass play, use of a Hitachi (vibrator), roleplay, use of safe words, creampie. words: 6674 summary: The most exciting part of your weekend was your appointment with Jung Hoseok, one of the most sought after Master Dominant’s and Shibari Experts in the whole of Seoul. Who knew the burn of rope could feel so good against your skin?

a/n: I wrote this last night in like five hours so enjoy I guess. lol. @readyplayerhobi we agreed this was your belated bday gift ahahaha <3 :)

His fingers just barely brushing against the middle of your spine encourage a deep shudder to tremble down your frame, and you force yourself to take as deep a breath you can to try and calm yourself, his quiet words of encouragement just barely reaching your ears.

Master Hoseok tightens the new knot, his warm palm sliding around to your bare chest to rest gently over the chest harness he’d completed seemingly so long ago, a soothing edge to his voice. “Your backs going to arch now as I tighten the ropes, what’s your colour like, doll?”

You swallow thickly, the nerves having pooled your tongue with saliva, and your own voice is nothing more than a whisper. “G-Green, master.”

“Good girl.” You gasp slightly as the ties connecting your feet and elbows to the suspended bar above your prone figure tighten, pulling your appendages just far enough for the stretch to warm your muscles, and your fingers twitch when his own slip into the palms of your hands, tickling the flesh. “Squeeze for me.”

At your firm grip, he gives a light sigh of pleasure and you force yourself to relax into your bonds, trusting in his experienced touch as he adjusts minor points before gliding calloused fingertips from the curve of your bare ass right up your spine. The sound of his heavy boots meeting the wooden floor echo off the concrete walls of the empty warehouse, and the almost eerie touch to the atmosphere makes the absence of his warmth when he steps back to crouch further in front of you even more intense.

“Knew you’d look good tied up like that for me.” You blush under his inspection, keeping your eyes fixed to the floor as you’d been prior instructed to do, and he hums quietly to himself, pleased. “Such a good little pet, hm?”

You’re hesitant to answer, unsure if it was a direct question or simply rhetorical, and he can see your nervousness in the way your lips part slightly before closing again, tongue gliding across your lower lip instead. The dark chuckle that reverberates through his chest makes your lashes flutter, and you can feel the sweat gathering along the nape of your neck start to bead up, breaking across your forehead in a gentle flush.

The vibration of his heavy boots can be felt even through the cushioned table you’re perched above, and your eyes flick open hazily when the warm breeze of his proximity washes over you, gaze zeroing in on the shiny tips of his boots.

“Eyes up now, doll, you’re doing so well for Master.” Your breath hitches in your throat, almost choking you for a moment, and you slowly lift your chin to meet his dark eyes. The raw, unadulterated want in his stare shakes you to your core, and you can feel the wetness cooling in the exposed air on your skin where it’s starting to leak out onto your folds. “What are your colours?”

“Red, Yellow and Green, Master.” He crouches once more, now directly in front of you, and you take a greedy breath of his heady scent into your lungs, feeling your body warm up even further and the tickle of moisture start to make it’s way down the sharp arch of your spine, right between your shoulder blades.

“And what do they mean?” His fingers are cool when they cup your chin, holding you in place as his lips finally connect with the soft, heated skin on your cheek, and you lean into his touch without a second thought. You want so badly for his lips to be on yours, for his talented fingers to help ease the ache burning between your thighs, and you almost choke again when you rush out your reply.

“Red, h-halts all play, means I’ve reached my limit. Yellow is for if I’m close to my limit and is a s-sign for Master to pause play to adjust play intensity, and Green is all clear, Master.” His heated gaze doesn’t shift even as his lips part in a stunning smile, and you whimper when his teeth close in on the skin covering your jaw in a quick nip.

“Such a clever little pet, remembering everything Master told her.” His chin tilts slowly, and you whine louder than you meant to when his teeth find your lower lip, pulling the flesh taut before releasing it with a groan and nestling his nose against yours, breath washing heavily across your cheeks. “What’s your colour on the ropes?”

“G-Green!”

“Good.” His mouth claims yours with a vicious snarl, tongue delving into your pliant mouth and running across your own, hissing when you suck gently on the muscle, and you moan wantonly when his fingers close in on your throat. The ache in your spine flairs when he tilts your chin even further upwards, taking everything from your kiss without hesitation or second thought, and you’re left gasping openly when he finally sets you free.

“So you wanted your limits pushed hm?” His voice echoes again, boots tapping across the ground as he disappears somewhere behind you, and you whine as your core gives a heavy throb in protest. Come back!

“Y-Yes Master.” You’re still gulping for air, the angle with which you’re tied making it hard for you to pull in a full lung full of oxygen, but the slight lightheaded feeling only adds to the intensity of the pleasure you can already feel pooling in your stomach.

“How many of them, pet?” You shudder violently, as much as your body can manage to in the tight bonds, when his fingers trail in the small pool of sweat gathering in the dip of your spine, and his touch disappears for a moment before you feel your torso being lowered until you’re almost flattened against the bench beneath you, the ache no longer present in your back even though your limbs remain bound in the hogtie position.

“All of them, Master.” Of course he knows all of this already, all your information having been written out in the forms you’d presented upon arriving to his office today, but there was just something so naughty about asking for it.

“Hmm, good answer.” You hiccup a gasp when his body weight suddenly appears behind you on the bench, broad chest meeting your back as his fingers wrap themselves in the hairs of your nape and pull your back into another arch. Moaning freely, you cherish the burn from both his pulling fist and the ropes that twist around your upper arms and down between your breasts, skin shifting along the jute as he moves you easily like a ragdoll.

A heavy shove has your chest flat against the bench again, breasts pressing hard into the thinly cushioned wood as he doubles back to stand before you once more, the shine of sweat budding across the exposed skin of his chest in the deep v of his black button up almost as bright as the glint of his belt just above your line of sight, and when he brings his long fingered hand to tap almost threatening against the metal, you feel your tongue pool with saliva.

“How about we test that mouth out first, hm?” You shake your hair out of your face eagerly, chin tilting up even higher as you impatiently watch his fingers twist under the leather, pulling the belt from the loops of his jeans before folding it in half and flicking the two strips together with a sharp crack. Your muscles jump in surprise, skin prickling at the threatening sound, and your core gives another pulse of want at the indulgent smile that spreads across his face. “Hold masters belt like a good pet, tongue out.”

You do as asked, swallowing quickly before letting your tongue push between your lips to put the wet, pink muscle on display for him, and he quickly drapes the thick leather over it to hang over either side. Automatically, your tongue relaxes back into your mouth and your teeth come down to stabilise the thin strip, but Master Hoseok halts your motions with a loud tut, tongue sucking against the back of his teeth as he leans down over you in silent threat even before he opens his mouth to reprimand you.

“I didn’t say you could use your teeth. If you ruin Masters belt with dirty little tooth marks, I will ruin your tight little ass understand?” Your tongue starts to cramp with how far you need to keep it pushed outwards in order to support the belts weight, and you can feel the wetness of drool starting to moisten the corners of your mouth, warming your chin.

“Nnh-hnn.” You hope it comes across in an affirmative like you mean it to, and guessing by the fact that he backs off and continues to undo his pants he understood easily. You’re surprised when instead of more fabric, a dark, short thatch of curls is exposed to your eyes when he opens the zipper of his jeans, and you know you’re well and truly drooling by the time his hand wraps around the long, heavy length and pumps it right before your eyes.

“Much better, pet.” He stands there for a moment, thumb circling the weeping tip of his cock slowly, and you start to become desperate as the weight of the belt quickly becomes too much with how much slick your mouth is producing. You can tell just by the lingering flashes of excitement in his eyes that he’s drawing it out on purpose, waiting to see if you can really hold out for him, but he must take pity when your eyes start to flutter with slight pain as your tongue cramps, and you almost jump with a start at the light touch of his fingers on your cheek. “Drop it and open up for Master, lets see if you can impress me.”

You don't hesitate to comply, tongue lolling from your mouth once more in clear invitation as you open your jaw as wide as you can, and he steps close enough to let the scent of his arousal reach you, still torturously out of reach. It’s not until a long, thick drop of spit drips from the tip of your tongue, a long string stretching before it drips wetly onto the tip of his boot, that he finally gives in.

The salty tang of his precum has a hint of sweetness that immediately has you moaning around his length, keeping your eyes locked on his as he presses forwards into your mouth. His own has fallen open slightly, the shorter hairs on the sides of his face starting to dampen and drip with sweat as he controls his desire, and you almost think you can hear a heavy purr starting up in his throat when he pushes even deeper into the hot cavern of your mouth.

“That’s it, good girl.” He lets himself enjoy the sensations for just a moment, eyes sliding shut and his neck arching back to expose the sweat slicked expanse of his neck, and you slurp eagerly at the saliva that spills out onto his length as your desire to suck bruises into the skin of his clavicle grows. “Such a good little pet, hm? Sucking Masters cock so well, like you were made for it.”

He can see just how much his words are affecting you, knowing how much you expressed your enjoyment for dirty talk in the consultation, clear in the heavy droop to your eyes while pink highlights the apples of your cheeks and your tongue glides quickly along the underside of his shaft to tease more fluid from the tip. But he wants you even more wrecked, whole face flushed with sweat and tears smearing your makeup that you no doubt applied just to make yourself pretty for him. And he was only going to make you prettier.

“You can take more of me can’t you doll?” A harsh suck against his tip has him grinning and he pulls completely from your lips to let your panting breaths fill the space, and you tilt your face into his caress as he lifts a hand to stroke against your cheek before gliding back into your hair and holding you in place. “Say ‘aah~’.”

“Aah–hngk!” The patronisation sets your skin alight with want, but not as much as his cock scalds your throat as he pushes deep into your mouth, holding you in place for a few seconds before pulling out once more and quickly repeating the motion. Your chest burns with the lack of air, throat constricting in protest at the unfamiliar intrusion, but every minor discomfort and slight twinge of pain amplifies your own arousal, and soon enough you can feel the plasticy, faux-leather beneath you puddling with your slick.

“You love this don’t you pet? Master fucking your hot little mouth with his cock?” A desperate whine gurgles from within your chest and you watch in pleasure as the vibrations make his eyes haze over for just a moment before he regains his control and pulls from between your lips with a slick pop!

“Yes, Master, I love it when you use my mouth.” The heady taste of him is still heavy on your tongue, and you lick along the inside of your mouth to savour his flavour as he steps further away from you and tucks his still hard cock just inside the opening of his jeans, yet leaving them open to show teasing patches of skin. You stiffen slightly as he walks around to your side, knowing the further behind you he gets the more obvious your arousal will be on the bench beneath you, but his fingers on your arms where the ropes still sit firm distract you.

It takes you a second to realise the ties connecting between your ankles and elbows has come slack, and it’s not until Master Hoseok’s gentle hand helps you to flatten onto the bench that you truly feel the rush and ache from have been tied in that position for as long as you were, and you’re grateful he chose to keep note as closely as he did.

“Look at what a mess you’ve made pet.” And there it is, the rush of warmth in your cheeks as you bury your face into the bench, hips wriggling in earnest as if you could somehow escape his prying eyes, and you can hear him chuckling lightly to himself as he methodically loosens and adjusts your arm ties, completely removing the ties on your ankles while massaging the tender muscles of your calves and thighs. You can easily recognize the pause in play as a sign for him to check in on your status, taking his responsibility as your Master for the first time seriously. “What colour are we at?”

“Mmm Green, Master.” He hums in acknowledgement, fingers trailing across the slight indents left behind by the jute, and you find yourself melting into the bench the more he rubs and massages your legs, eyes drooping. You’re not tired, it just feels really, really good.

“Very good, pet, I’m going to sit you up so we can adjust your position now, okay?” You mimic his earlier hum, forgetting for a moment just where you are, and you squeak out a giggle when he gives the pert swell of your ass a warning tap, his own chuckle quietly escaping. “You’re doing so well, don’t ruin your good girl streak yet.”

“Sorry, Master.” You scrunch up your nose when he finally helps you into a seated position, your arms still tied down by your sides while your legs tingle with the blood circulating, and you make a quiet noise of surprise when he lifts a water bottle from out of nowhere and guides your lips to the opening to drink.

Swallowing slowly, you allow yourself the luxury of watching him carefully as he tends to you in this slight pause. His face is glowy with a light sheen of sweat and natural moisture, looking dewy and youthful, and his eyes still hold the light of excitement from the rush even while they’re soft, the intensity dimmed by his caretaker role.

Master Hoseok’s shirt buttons have become even more exposing at some stage, all bar one or two of the infernal little plastic pieces released and the barest hint of toned abs peeking through the fabric, shining with moisture. The tails of the front of his shirt hang over his crotch, hiding the prize there from your eyes, but you can tell by the generous bump under the fabric that he is still very much excited. And you know he can tell you are too, if the tingling of your hardened nipples and the sticky wetness under you on the bench is as obvious as you imagine it to be.

“We’re going to head over to the wooden platform, okay? We’re going to test your stamina now.” There’s a dark hint in his eyes, a fire so freshly alight that it immediately has your skin buzzing, and you nod without a second thought, eager to know what he has in store for you. Especially for how long you’ve been wet for him, you’re slowly becoming desperate for even the slightest touches.

He loops the discarded ropes over his forearm neatly, experience showing in his quick handling of the jute, and quickly moves forward to slip his large hands under your thighs and lift you with ease from the bench. You nuzzle your face into the curve of his neck, relaxing into his hold as he smoothly carries you the five or so steps to the platform before easing you onto your feet and then down to your knees.

The wooden platform is exactly what it sounds like, a large square of wood about a foot high that is covered in a spongy fabric akin to that of a yoga mat, and you note that it’s clearly there to keep the wood from biting into your skin. Each side is lined with platinum steel rings, obviously for the purpose of tying one down to the surface, and your guess is confirmed when he urges you down onto your front, your forehead resting against the black mat as he spreads your legs just slightly wider. And then he starts to tie.

You’d been quite shocked earlier, both watching and feeling just how quick and efficient he was with his shibari ties, and you find yourself in awe yet again as not only your ankles are quickly fixed to the wooden slat, but your knees as well. And when he asks you to test the ropes slightly for any discomfort, you realise just how vulnerable this makes you to his actions. Face down and ass up with no room to wiggle, especially not when he comes to crouch down before you and uses a smaller rope to connect the uppermost part of your chest harness to the wood as well; you’re completely screwed.

“Beautiful.” His voice is low and melodic, and you can feel your core clenching as his hands run over the exposed globes of your ass, hands almost too cool on your heated skin. “I just want to keep you tied up and on display all day. Let every client that comes in watch you drip and pant for cock, unable to move even an inch.”

“God, yes Master, whatever you want!” His words strike a cord, and you find your hazy mind instantly filled with all the possibilities of such a thing, of all the strangers that could see you and enjoy looking at you like this. It’s a heady thought.

“My, my, look at that tight little hole. You’re leaking all over the place, pet. You like the idea of showing off for me that much?” He hands drift lower, slipping and sliding through the slick that is starting to sully the skin of your thighs, and you whimper at the feeling of his wet fingers so close to your core. You can hear him moaning as your heat throbs again, and you can just imagine how explicit it must look from where he is crouched behind you. “Want to be Masters little toy?”

“Master, yes–hngk, fuck!” The sharp crack of his fingers slapping against the wet folds of your pussy ring through the empty room, and you whine desperately when an attempt at moving your hips proves useless, the arch of your back and solid surface beneath your knees leaving no room for movement to ease the intensity of his touch. You don’t even need to see his face to know he’s grinning at the way you struggle and strain against the bonds.

“Now, now, you were meant to be my good girl, and good girls don’t have dirty mouths do they?” Master Hoseok’s fingers dig into the creases of your folds on either side of your entrance, teasingly gathering the creamy slick that coats your skin before pulling his hand away from you entirely.

You’re confused as to why his following groan sounds so muffled compared to before, and then a wet sucking noise quickly confirms any niggling suspicion. The vision of him licking your wetness from the long digits has you moaning through another pulse of arousal, and a flash of heat shoots down your spine to pool with the rest in your core.

“So sweet, pet. Sweetest little pussy, and so good and wet for Master.” Your spine stiffens at the slight stretch of his fingers suddenly entering you, and you cry out gently when his two fingers slowly scissor before curling gently towards the front wall of your core, and you can tell he’s just so close to that one spot that could make you fall apart. If he were to admit he’d missed it on purpose, you wouldn’t doubt him for a second. “Look at you stretch around my fingers, dripping all over my hand like a perfect...good...little...girl.”

You choke on your cries as each of his words is paired with a harsh thrust of his fingers, and when the final pound lands directly against your gspot, you wail long and loud, the muscles in your legs tensing and aching with the desire to move. Whether it’s to encourage the sensations or to escape them though, you’re not entirely sure.

“You want more, pet? You want to cum?” Master Hoseok teases, a third finger now skirting around your entrance while his existing two swirl and spread to stretch you nice and thoroughly, and remembering how his length had stretched out your throat, you know you’re gonna need as much prep as you can get.

“Ye-Yes please, Mmf-Master! Please–huh!” You freeze up, muscles complaining under the weight of the pleasure as you tense, walls tightening too, when the slick thumb of his other hand appears just to threateningly circle the tight rosebud of your other entrance. All the while his fingertips hook into the sensitive bundle of nerves deep within to have you choking around your moans.

“Oh, I can make you cum, doll. But we won’t stop playing until Master is done using your holes.” Your teeth find your lower lip painfully hard when just the tip of his finger, coated generously in the wet mess that continues to leak excessively from your core, slips just inside the tight ring of your asshole, twisting just so to tickle against the sensitive lining before he retreats his hand and reaches down to the floor past where your straining eyes can reach.

A quiet click breaks the momentary peace, and then the low buzz of a vibrator fills the space instead of the slick noises of his fingers pumping slowly past your folds and into your wet heat. You’re not naive, easily recognizing the sound of a Hitachi on maximum intensity without even having to see it, and you can feel every muscle lining your legs and back steele itself in preparation for the pleasure that is no doubt headed your way.

“You’re so eager, sweet thing. Let’s see how long you can take my friend here, and then I’ll fill your little hole properly, yes?” Your forehead burns a little against the mat when you nod tightly, still too pent up to unclench your teeth and reply, but you should know by now that it wasn’t up to his standard, and a quick hit to the inside of either thigh reminds you of the fact. “I need words, girl.”

“Yes, Master Hoseok! Please fill up my pussy!” The almost evil chuckle that escapes him is the only warning you get before the dome head of the vibe is planted solidly against your clit, and then your whole body is alight with pleasure.

The sound of the ropes complaining under the pressure of your pulling and the tinkling of the metal rings as you jerk against your bonds is all drowned out by the tortured scream that is ripped from your sore throat, echoing freely around the space for a moment before splitting off into harsh, panting cries. Even knowing how deeply within the building you are, nestled under layers of concrete and soft wood and no doubt sound proofing materials, you still wouldn’t be surprised to find that someone could hear you through it all.

“Shit, that little pussy’s so tight for me now. Maybe I should fuck you now instead of waiting, hm?” There’s a hint of mocking to his voice, and had you been in the proper mindset you would’ve easily realised he had no intentions of doing any such thing. Master Hoseok was no doubt having far too much fun feeling your walls clamp down so tight around his digits and pulse erratically with the temptation of drawing him in deeper. But be it as you were, you’re so far gone that you immediately start to beg, babbling unintelligibly and too fast for him to understand as you sob and shake.

“Feels like you’re gonna cum for me, pet. Gonna make a mess for Master?” He could pinpoint every telltale sign even before you could, and his fingers slide from your heat to wrap tight around your thigh, spreading your slick everywhere in a way so deliciously filthy it only adds to the pleasure. But before you can whine in protest at his withdrawel, he chooses that moment to slowly wind the vibe in slow circles around your sensitive clit, and you’re completely gone.

Your release hits you so hard and fast it feels like you shatter into a million pieces, and the lack of anything filling your clenching hole makes it all the more torturous when he presses even harder and slides the curved dome up between your folds and back again. Each nudge against your raw, throbbing clitorus only prolongs your release, and it’s almost frightening how quickly your pussy gathers up another orgasm, dribbling pitifully over the vibrator and his hand on your thigh.

Your shouts are too much for your throat to bear and your voice soon gives out, leaving only the heaving gape of your almost unhinging jaw and the desperate grating breaths you take in its absence. You can feel the haziness starting to fade into the edges of your mind, black spots obscuring your vision, and you know if he doesn’t stop now, it’s not going to be a pleasant third release. It takes everything within you to numb yourself enough to his ministrations that you can speak, even just in a whisper. “Red, Master…”

Instantly, the sensations are gone, the only thing touching you being Hoseok's gentle hands as he massages and strokes from your quivering thighs to the deep curve of your back and you lose yourself in his scent as he leans in close to whisper praises and comforting words into your ear. His fingers are deft and quick, releasing your arms before you even feel him touching the rope, and he gently eases your limbs down to lay by your sides, massaging them thoroughly before he moves on.

The next thing he releases are the ties on your legs, slackening the ropes enough to simply slip them from your feet before a few easy tugs on the chest harness and then you’re in his arms, legs draped over his thighs and your face tucked into his neck while he massages your muscles gently. He’s still murmuring words of reassurance into your hair, not that you’ve really been able to focus on them, but you relax regardless, body giving into the familiarity and bonded trust you’d formed with him long ago.

“How you feeling baby?” Hoseok’s voice is completely different in absence of the roleplay, no longer tainted with the deep drawl of his Master persona, and you find yourself sinking even further into comfort against his chest, humming as he presses kisses to your warm cheek.

“I feel fine now, that was just really intense in the moment. Shame we had to end the shibari so quickly, I’ve missed having you tie me up.” Your voice is slowly coming back, the husky, low tone all thanks to the earlier strain, and Hoseok doesn’t hesitate to grab the bottle of water from earlier that is laying at his feet, opening it and handing it to you without comment.

“Probably doesn’t help that I was edging you earlier, babe. You should’ve yellow lighted me if it was getting too much. You know I worry when we jump straight to red.” Your boyfriend pulls back to watch you with careful regard, tucking the loose hairs sticky to your flushed face back behind your ears before cupping your cheek. You lean in before he can though, pressing your water-damp lips to his and softly kissing just for a moment.

“I know, I didn’t realise straight away how strong that orgasm was gonna be. I didn’t mean to worry you!” You nuzzle against his cheek, baring no mind to the still bare breasts you’re pressing against his clothed chest, having forgone embarrassment over nudity long ago. You eskimo kiss his nose until he finally cracks a bright smile before pulling back with a chuckle. “It was really good though.”

His smile widens when you whisper the words and he pulls back to look at you more clearly, one eyebrow raised in a teasing gesture. “Just good?”

“Would be better if you actually got to fuck me, Master.” You hadn’t stopped the play because you were no longer in the mood to be intimate, and truth be told the image that was Hoseok was ever so tantalizing. Dark hair messy and pushed back from his face, jeans spread tight over toned muscle and the hints of honeyed skin you could see just calling for your mouth. But you knew he would be hesitant.

“You know how I feel about sex after you safeword, darling. It’s selfish of me to forego aftercare for my own sexual desire.” He busies himself with fetching the damp cloth from the dish beside the platform, touch gentle as he parts your thighs and starts to wipe away the leftover mess and slick. He’s being careful not to touch your clit directly, but his general proximity reminds you just how empty you had felt while you came, and there’s no doubt in your mind that you want to feel him inside you.

“Please–” You can easily spot the way his nostrils flare, eyes flashing with want before he pulls his gaze from yours, and you quickly close in to nibble on the unmarked flesh under his ear, sucking the lobe between your teeth. “Please, fuck me Master.”

“_____, I mean it, doll.” His voice hardens slightly with the echo of his dom persona, but his heart isn’t in it, and you know you’ll have to change tactics.

“Please, Hobi? Baby?” Littering his jaw with gentle kisses, you will your shaky legs to support you as you slip from his lap and turn in place before straddling his hips. He lets you do all this with merely a grunt, hands firm on your hips regardless to ensure you don’t fall if your legs give out, and your smile grows while your chest floods with warmth. “I want to feel you, ‘Seok. Wanna make you feel good.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, sweetness.” His murmurs, lips now kissing you back while he glides his fingertips up and down the dip of your spine, and you quickly unbutton the last few buttons of his shirt to give your hands access to his warm, chiseled torso. He shudders slightly, lips pressing slightly harder against yours at the cool touch of your fingertips, and when you press your core down against the growing swell in his jeans, you can feel how well your efforts are working.

“You’ve never hurt me and I doubt you ever will, ‘Seok.” Your voice is somewhat firm and you make sure you soften your tone before you speak again. “I want this. Want you to love me like this.”

“Not here.” His voice is gruff and you tighten your arms around his neck as he makes to stand, hands firmly under your thighs, and seconds later he’s already through the door and out into the hallway, atmosphere changing instantly once you’re no longer in the warehouse-themed playroom.

It’s only two doors down that he pauses, effortlessly holding you with one muscled arm tight around your waist, and you hear the jingle of his keys even louder in the empty hall when pulls them from his pocket. The door unlocks easily to grant the two of you entrance to the far more private, more classically bedroom-styled room –the many different themes the building contains somewhat of a perk, considering the ‘sexual therapy’ company your boyfriend runs– and he crosses to the bed to lay you down gently before quickly stepping to close the door.

“Are you sure?” You’re adjusting yourself more comfortably on the plush mattress, the thick downy comforter feeling like heaven after the harsh wood, and simply smile; cupping his face gently as he kneels between your thighs.

“Come here baby.” The two of you moan gently when your tongues intertwine, the puffiness from the earlier abuse of your teeth making your lips feel even softer against his, and you know with how long the two of you had been playing this afternoon, not to mention the new shibari ties he’d practiced for his classes next week, that he won't be lasting very long.

You don’t ask before you push his jeans from his hips, taking the lead in this side of your sex life coming more naturally, and he shuffles them from his legs and off his feet until they pile on the floor out of sight. You easily hide the way your face twists in mild discomfort at the stiffness in your legs muscles when you curl them around his waist, but you ignore the twinge knowing it’s nothing you can't handle.

Hoseok, as is typical when he’s feeling a bit self deprecating, doesn’t make any move to touch his own length or even your core, and you don't hesitate to take his thick shaft into your hand, gliding the weeping head against your folds while you stroke from base to tip, revering in the heavy groan he muffles against your neck. “God–”

“Come on, Hoseok-ie. Want you to fuck me, it’ll feel so good–oh!” He glides forward with just a little prompting and you let your head tip back into the mattress as he sinks deep between your sensitive walls, thick tip nestling deep against the little bundle of nerves that instantly have your legs twitching. He lifts his chest from where it’s pressed against yours and sits back on his heels instead, eyes heavily lidded and dark under the hair that has fallen over his face and you bite your lip against a moan at just how amazing he looks above you.

His button up shirt has fallen down one shoulder, exposing the toned curve of his bicep and the deep indents of his collar bones, and as you watch a bead of moisture starts to form in the contours of his muscles your mouth starts to salivate with a craving for his sweat on your tongue. Hoseok’s hips are winding a lazing pattern against yours, movements slow and calculated as he lets his head loll on his shoulders and loses himself in the feeling of your core wrapped tight around him.

“So, so, good for me baby.” His whispered praise makes you burn warmer than any dirty words he could mutter during roleplay, and you let your own hips roll in time with his thrusts, lips dropping open to let gentle moans escape as he tightens the imaginary knot deep within your abdomen with a heavy grind of his pubic bone against your clit. You can tell without words when he throbs hot and heavy inside you and quickly strokes a gentle thumb over your sensitive nub that he’s going to cum, and he wants you to cum with him.

“Ah, Seok–hng!” He trades the slow rolling of his hips for a slow but hard slap, and you immediately feel the change in the sense of his tip grazing over the soft, sensitive patch of nerves inside you. Your earlier sensitivity comes back to claim you as he fucks into you one, two, three more times, and then you’re both releasing together, the creamy slick of your orgasm coating his length and making the following thrusts of Hoseok riding out both your pleasures that much easier.

When he finally stills and lets himself relax down onto shaky forearms, you can feel the warmth and heaviness of his cum deep inside your heat, and as he softens and pulls free from your walls you’re forced to clench tight to prevent any of it spilling onto the nice clean sheets. After all, this wasn’t the regular purpose for this bed, and you really didn’t want to be the blame for staining perfectly nice bedsheets.

Habit has him reaching across to the drawers, pulling a fresh baby wipe from the plastic packet and wiping himself clean before fetching a clean wipe and urging you to relax so he can clean up the mess. Multiple wipes, a soft hand towel and a gentle kiss to your thigh later, the two of you are snuggling together under the covers as your muscles relax and unwind, the earlier strain on your body catching up in the form of a heavy yawn that you try your best muffle in your palm pressed against Hoseok’s chest.

“You can fall asleep, I’ll wake you once I’m done disinfecting the studio and tidying up.” Hoseok presses a soft kiss to your temple, pulling you close just for a moment before deeming himself well rested enough to get up and compete his duties. You moan and groan a little when he peels himself from your side, but quickly bury your face into the bedding that had taken on his slight scent in the minutes he’d lain there, before cracking one eye and peeking up to watch as he pulls on his clothes again, running a hand through his ever-messy hair.

“I can hop up and help you tidy, half of it is my mess after all.” He waves off your offer with a flick of his hand and a gentle smile, kneeling over you once more on the bed to press a few more kisses to your skin before he sets off for the door.

“Rest up, I’ll be done quick and I’ll wake you with takeout once I’m finished.” You hum in pleasure at the idea of the sweet honey chicken that awaits you on the other side of your nap, and barely think twice as you start to fall into sleep when you call out.

“Get me extra spring rolls!”

“I know!”

#bts smut #hoseok smut #hoseok imagines #hoseok one shot #hoseok scenarios #bts imagines #bts one shot #bts scenarios

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yoshi4sushi · 5 years

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Happy 2019! We are deeply, deeply sorry for the long hiatus. Flu season is getting around, and the crew are still sick, plus I’ve been majorly busy with loads of work now that spring is coming and job hunting season/ visa renewal season for me. But to make up for the long absence, the crew gathered everything everyone missed even while being sick so I will lay out everything. First off, the chapter will resume this week I think as last time, it was left where Zoro gets acquainted with his new friend, Yasu as he brought him to a town of smiles and suffrage, Ebisu town. Everyone was all smile despite the hunger, pain, and illness going around, they still keep a big happy face. Zoro thought it was strange, but understood the hardship they are w/standing. One of the villagers mentioned to Yasu that a Robin-hood hero pass by the village again. Supposedly, this hero brings them food and water to ease the hunger of the villagers. Who could this stranger be? They call him ox-free. Back at Onigashima, MAJOR trouble stirred up! Big Mom showed up to get Zeus back, and brought her whole crew with them. It was chaos! They steer the mother ship towards the water fall almost reaching to the top, but King, one of the big honchos, used his devil fruit, the dragon-dragon fruit, pteranodon style. He turned into a dinosaur, pterodactyl. Anyway, King knock the ship down as Big Mom sinks into the ocean. At the end, Sanji, Franky, Ussop, and Law are heading for the hills to avoid getting caught. Law tells the guys that if they caught, they must not reveal their plans, and to not pick a fight as it would ruined their chance to fight for real. Sanji then hears screaming from the village, and it was none other than Page. Demanding for Sanji to show up, he destroys the soba stand, and hurting the villagers. Suddenly, Sanji kicks Page to the curb. He tells the guys to go on ahead as he pulls out the weapon that Niji left for him back at WCI. Sanji then pulls out his weapon and BAM! The dark knight, Soba Mask, appears! Black suit, family hair do, shades, rocket shoes, I mean the whole enchilada. Apparently, this new suit really is useful and beating Page. At the end, a surprise got washed up ashore. Chopper takes a stroll with Tama, Kiku, and Momo and they spot Big Mom. However, when she woke up, she doesn’t know her where she is nor who she is. EH?! AMNESIA? Will it last? What’s gonna happen if regains her memory? Big time yonkou will clash! What fate will hold for the kingdome of Wano?! GAH! So many mysteries and questions! Guess we’ll have to leave it up to the big man. Let’s be surprised. Also, if you want to read official manga, please use official websites. Do not go around revealing spoilers on any media such as FB, TW, or any other to everyone who are patiently waiting for the official released. It’s rude and messed up. Be considerate. Next, totally behind on the anime, but we’ll wrap it up in one. We finally see Luffy catching up to Katakuri’s level and getting the respect after finding out that Flampe pulled a dirty trick and put that brat in her place. This past weekend’s episode was a major throw down! We finally see Luffy’ new awesome gear 4th move, SNAKE MAN, which it increased his speed of his attacks. Katakuri however was still one step ahead thanks to his awesome observation haki. Both warriors are going all out majorly. The guys pulled their final move into a huge impact of haki!! Meanwhile, Sanji and Pudding wait in an alley. Pudding hesitates to say goodbye to Sanji, but approached him for a final request. At the end, the fight is over. The victor is…none other than our fellow rubber champ, Luffy-kun! Katakuri stands up and asked him if he will beat Big Mom. He vowed to come back and do so. Katakuri finally passed out defeated for the first time. At the end, Luffy leaves his hat on his face as show of his respect and Pekoms shows up. It’s 5 until 1 am. Next time, Pekoms helps Luffy by awakening his sulong form, but will it save our hero? DON’T MISS IT! Thank you, Katakuri for putting up a major fight. We hope to see you down the road. Now on with the goods! First, we received a telegram from Tongari-san as he caught the flu, but will get better in no time. He says that in March, the tower will be celebrating its 4th anniversary, and loads of fun events will be happening. The anniversary week will start from March 13th to the 16th. There will be a special live performance from Kitadani Hiroshi and Ostuki Maki. Details of events and special live will be announced soon. Moreover, check out the new theme for the 4th anniversary. It’s an Alice in Wonderland theme. They’ll be selling new buttons of the Straw Hats including, Ace, Sabo, and Law. The tower will also be having a stamp rally event so more details will be announced soon. The spring event and buttons will be available on March 1st. Next, the tower is celebrating the beautiful Nico Robin’s birthday. Her bday is on Feb.6th. To celebrate, the stores will be selling Robin’s birthday button and key chain, another bday button, art board, tote bag, & postcard set. Also, they’ll be giving out a bromide card if you visit the park, & a free poster if you purchase over 3000 yen. The café will be serving her Flower-Flower Soybean milk pudding. It will come w/ an edible flower w/ a bit of drizzled berry sauce. Delish! The café will also celebrate Vivi’s birthday. They’ll serve her royal white curry udon noodle with some blue jelly and an edible flower. If you order either, you’ll receive a free birthday card. Also, if there are those in the mood to celebrate Valentine, the café will be serving this limited time Mr. Prince’s aka Sanji’s Love choco banana waffle served a glasses sweet crisp shape. Available until Feb.14th. Anyone have a sweet tooth? Well, now you can buy your own character chocolate piece. Deco chocolate are selling cubes of any of your favorite characters. You can make your own box of chocos. You pick a box, pick the characters, and done! You’re ready to check out. You can buy 3, 5, 10 pieces for one box. It’s a perfect gift for friends, family, or if you are the lovey dovey type, it would be a great Valentine or White day gift or some other special occasion. If you want to buy a whole box of one character, that is possible too. I bought one box. Next, the store is also selling these limited ed. café goods of Sanji such as a button set, a can of candy, a box of waffle cookies w/ a free random sticker, and an acrylic key holder. It’s still in stock. Last, but not least, the store is still selling the New Year gift pack that comes with an acrylic stand, long towel, and button set. Next, FIGURINES! Majorly awesome new ones! First, if you are in the arcade, be sure to win yourself these World Figure Colosseum Treasure Cruise figurines of Luffy, Nami, and Zoro in their cowboy look. They’ll also be stocking this awesome Grandista figurine of Sanji as well so get those coins ready to beat the crane. Next, stores will be selling this awesome new Figure Arts Zero figurine of Luffy in Snake Man mode. It will be released in May. POP will also release figurine of Luffy in Snake Man mode as well. It will be released in August. They’ll also be accepting reservations for this new POP figurine of Hina. It will be released in July. Last, but not least, this adorable POP figurine of Chopper ver. OT. It will be released in May. Next, new stuff! First, the popular brand, Graff Art are selling these cute goods of East Blue such as acrylic key holders (6 random), pass cases, a pouch, 3 memo pads, and a pencil case. Next, the stores will also be celebrating Robin’s b-day. To celebrate, they’ll sell her bday button and acrylic stand. If you purchase over 1000 yen, you’ll get a free mini poster of her. Next, a new flower pot of Chopper will be sold soon. It will come an engraved box with Chopper in it. It’s a perfect for friend or someone. Next, this year, Mugi Mugi will be having new plushies from East Blue. This month, they’ll be selling mugi mugi of Shanks, Luffy, and Coby. Very adorbs! Next, in March, they’ll be selling memo pad stands of Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, & Keita-san. Next, new phone covers with all the Straw Hats individually or in group. Next, this week, stores will be these cute tote bags in gold and silver color. Possible to make an ita bag. Stores are also selling these new smartphone pocket of the gang, and these awesome plastic gold & silver tote purses with the OP logo on it. Next, anyone likes Valentine? More luck. The stores will be selling imprinted Valentine and White day cookies. Girls are now in stock. Great gifts. Looks so colorful to eat. They’re also selling these JUMP stickers available at JUMP Shops and Mugi stores according to its location: Tokyo, Osaka, & Fukuoka w/ differ designs. Stores are still selling these New Year goodie bags. Both bags have hand towels & Luffy mugi mugi mini pillow. Red bag will have button set of Luffy, Sanji, & Katakuri. Blue bag will have button set of Luffy, Zoro, & Law. Get them while they last. They’re also selling these adorable New Year mugi mugi of Luffy & Chopper in their kimono, these neat socks of Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, & Chopper, this adorable mugi mugi purse perfect to store them, and hat with the anniversary design on the inside. Next, the Hello! OP exhibition will be holding it in Fukuoka region from April 20th to May 12th. They’re selling new goods such as a ticket mini folder, mini art stands, new mug of Nami, Sabo, & Shanks, folder, poster, tote bag, motto long towels of Luffy & Zoro, t-shirt, and a goodie bag. Next, big events happening: Hong Kong will host a marathon; registration is full, and a big shiop event going in Yokohama bay to celebrate 20th anniversary of the anime. They’ll have an OP café. More details will be announced later. More new stuff at the stores. They’ll be selling these adorable winter designs of Chopper’s hometown mascots including hiking bear. They’ll have masking tapes, pen, and a small notebook I think. It will be in pink or blue color. Next, stores will be selling these mini RUN! RUN! acrylic mini stands of the Straw Hats, Law, Ace, & Sabo in kid and adult versions. Adult versions will be available on Feb.16th. They’re also selling these mini stickers, new vivre cards of Robin, Shirahoshi, Blackbeard, and Hordy Jones. Coming very soon, these new acrylic straps and big & small pixel stickers of many various characters and t-shirts of Katakuri & Zoro. Next, stores are selling these new adorable Chopper goods such as this t-shirt, small pillows, shiny folder, and acrylic stands wearing differ hats from various characters. They’ll also be selling this Zoro sleeping mask and various new hand towels and long towels. Next, YO HO HO HO! Music! Coming soon, new stores will be selling this golden album of OP Music Material of BGM. It will be available on Feb.22nd. Next, month, they’ll be selling the OP 20th anniversary Best Album of all the songs throughout the 20 years including the hit song, WE ARE! It will be available on March 27th. If you haven’t purchased, be sure to purchase of the new single of V6 for OP’s theme, SUPER POWERS! This CD will have the songs with its animation cover of the boys w/ the Straw Hats. Other CD will have songs and DVD with the MV making. Next, if you haven’t purchased it, be sure to get your copy of the new OP magazine vol.5. It will have Zoro’s wanted poster. Also, the Kumamoto x Tokyo Girls Collection will be accepting votes for a postcard to be included in the next issue which will be available on May 24th. It will have Nami’s wanted poster. Also, Tsuruya dept. store will be having the collaboration of OP with TGC. They’ll have a café selling delish dishes of the girls, desserts, and drinks. They’ll be giving out free random coaster of the Straw Hats if you purchase a drink. For goods, they’ll be selling a folder, acrylic straps & buttons of Nami, Robin, Chopper, Hancock, Perona, Tashigi, and Big Mom, postcards, a tote bag, and acrylic stands of Nami, Robin, and Hancock. Next, new info for the upcoming OP movie, STAMPEDE! On March 1st, all movie theaters in Japan will be selling advanced tickets to the movie, and if you purchase it, you’ll be given a free 10 button set of the gang’s new look including a new jolly roger. Its limited time so be sure to check out your local theater at a town near you. YOWZA! Finally, here’s the new DVD cover of vol.18 of WCI that has the awesome Katakuri. You can find on the JP site of amazon. Phew! That is whole thing we cover for the January and this month’s news. We are truly sorry for falling behind. We won’t make a bad habit of it. We promise. That’s all we got. Be sure to tune in for more news next time. Boys! Job damn well done! Let’s call it a night.

TGC: http://www.tsuruya-dept.co.jp/tgc/cafe/index.html

OP movie: http://www.onepiece-movie.jp/

#one piece #event #merchandise #v6 #music #movie

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msbeccieboo · 5 years

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Arrow 7x06 character brain dump

Wherein I attempt to collate my thoughts on the characters, in approximate order of the number of fucks I give about them at this point haha!

Felicity

Where to start? Our Queen is KILLING it (almost literally for a minute there...phew!) this season and this episode continues to impress, damn she is taking everything down this year and I am living for it! She is still managing to straddle being the light-emitting cupcake with bad bitch burning the world to the ground in that perfect Felicity way she has about her. I was so impressed with her approach to the Anatoly situation; he is a wanted criminal and Bratva Pakhan...he can look out for himself just fine DIGGLE *through gritted teeth*! She got the job done, Anatoly came out relatively unscathed (after she had already rescued him btw), and she still took the time to check up on him. She is taking on the world to protect William and free Oliver and will do whatever it takes to do so and I love that. I am still surprisingly really enjoying her working with BS, cos let’s face it, her other ‘friends’ are shit this year. Felicity is arguably the most forgiving person in this show due to her enormous heart and capacity for empathy that few seem to share at the minute, so if BS stands any chance of ‘redemption’, Felicity will be leading the charge. Would she have pulled the trigger on Diaz? Not sure. Do I wish she had? Oooooh it would have been interesting!! And her face when she hears Oliver is being released??? The relief, the happiness, the tear...uggghh Emily is so so good this year!! I could go on and on about how awesome Felicity was this episode, but I won’t cos wow this is gonna be a long one haha!

Bonus mention for Future Felicity...the fern!!...Oliver’s (tennis)balls!!...sending Will to Lian Yu to get Roy to shoot Oliver’s (tennis)balls??....Slight overkill for a dead woman. 100% sure she is still alive in the future timeline! Oh and NOT EVIL...duh, it’s Felicity!!

Oliver

I LOVED Oliver’s conversations with BS in this episode (who knew that would ever be a thing I'd enjoy?!). Much as I am enjoying BS this year, it’s still hilarious to see the shade (finally) directed at Fake Laurel. Oliver tells her she’s not E1 Laurel, she’s not a real lawyer, she’s responsible to Diaz being loose...STAY AWAY FROM MY WIFE!! Much as we all know Felicity can take care of herself, especially this year, I will never tire of Protective!Oliver, he loves her soooo much! I think he’s in for a shock when he’s released (released in more ways than one hopefully 😉😉), as to the new dynamics outside, and the fierce new wife he now has! I am super interested to see Oliver’s take on criminals and the justice system once he is out...he has developed a real empathy for the inmates over the last few episodes, and he looked so pleased, and dare I add grateful, at the investigation into the facility that BS arranged and how it would benefit the people still in Slabside.

In other news, this week Detective Queen investigates a murder and rats out the wrong inmate...oh STAN!! We been knew!

Flash Forward Oliver...where is he?? Is he ‘dead’ too? I think they could be trying to let us think this too, as no-one is asking about him AT ALL, and Felicity supposedly went dark? Maybe they’re up teaching together in the big vigilante school in the sky....suuuure!

Black Siren

I think Boss Beth has achieved the unthinkable this year and made me care about, and actually be interested in Black Siren! I don’t want to hate characters for the sake of hating them, but Laurel (and BS) was truly unlikeable and horribly written under MG’s watch. She will never be my favourite, but look at her in third place as to characters I wanted to write about after this episode (Diggle who?)! I wasn’t really on board with the redemption arc they seem to be crafting for her; I thought previously that she played far better as a campy villain-type....however, they are handling her so well this season that I find myself rooting for her more often than I am shouting at the TV at her! She had the best breakthrough near the end of the episode when she told Oliver that she isn’t their LL, and isn’t trying to be E1 LL anymore, she is doing this for herself, but I guess that doesn’t mean her motives are entirely self-serving or not for the greater good. She wants to try and be a ‘hero’, but keeps reverting back to old ways...so let her be the new Malcolm, I’m cool with that!

I think the biggest reason I’m enjoying BS is her relationship with Felicity...write a strong connection to Felicity and people will pay attention; she’s the heart of the show for most of us. Is BS best mates with Felicity now? No, but she is the only one who has been there for her consistently this whole season because they have a common goal of taking down the Lizard; Felicity to protect her family and save the city, and BS as revenge for last season and to avenge Quentin...and that puts her on my good list. Once Lizard Boy is out of the picture (clearly it isn’t over, we saw the trailer for next week), who knows what their relationship will be like, but I’m betting Felicity won’t just forget about people who are ultimately trying to do good, despite their past (Oliver anyone?!)

Now I need to stop gushing about BS cos it goes against everything I once believed in....

Diggle

Diggle doesn’t get a gif; he doesn’t deserve one. I’m getting to a point whereby I will stop caring at all about him; I’m sure (I hope) that the writers are intentionally writing him this way as part of his story arc or some crap but seriously, it’s not working...STOP IT! Dig, it seems, struggles with keeping women in boxes (not like Anatoly was this episode)...Felicity and Lyla are pure and good and heaven forbid they should ever cross the line he has drawn for them. Enough, this is the man who killed his own brother to keep his family safe, who followed and encouraged Oliver in nearly all of his less than brilliant decisions over the years, but Felicity asks for some not-entirely-squeaky-clean help and it’s game over??...fuck off! He actually had the audacity in this episode to say that Felicity cut him out? He is not of sound mind, or of this Earth, for sure lol!

I love John Diggle, I want him back please.

Anatoly

Oh Uncle Anatoly! I think we’ve seen the last of him for the foreseeable future now haven’t we? His parting gift of (rather happily) likening Felicity to Bratva!Oliver, and handing her a gun to kill Diaz with was....sweet??...in his own special way!

Future people

I loved Roy and Dinah lamenting over how old they were haha! Future Will continues to be Felicity’s biggest fan, even though she ‘abandoned’ him. Thea is totally dead isn’t she?

NTA

Rene didn’t feature too much this week...I don’t mind that, I like him this year in small doses, and he continues (ish) to be one of the few people there for Felicity this year. He has a total hard-on for the new GA still which is cute.

Dinah seems to have softened a bit with regards to Felicity and BS, and I awwwed at her stopping BS from killing the judge and kind of calling her a hero (even though she killed Vince..still a bit odd tbh).

I could literally list every extra rando inmate in with Oliver, thugs that beat up Anatoly, the box Anatoly was locked in, Lizard, Lizard’s socks...before I get to the lack of shits given about Curtis. They missed his bday....bitch please!! And then he tries to take credit for everyone working together at the end....errr no, that was what Felicity was trying to do since 7x01, only you all bailed on her, dickhead!

Sorry to end on a rant, but I really did enjoy this episode....really really!!

#arrow spoilers #arrow season 7 #arrow 7x06 #beccie's brain

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Midnight Trick and Treat

“This is the perfect chance to take all those snacks,” Olive said with such glee that I had to glance over to make sure they didn't hear her. Evia hushed her before she could let out another booming cry of desire. Olives ears quickly perked down, a pout was on her face from being hushed. I watched as Evia rolled her eyes but gave a quick lick to her ears. The fur on Olive's cheeks somehow turned a rosy red from blushing. But her ears perked back up, a wolfy grin was on her face again.

I held in a groan. This was was not a good plan. We were hidden between the grass, its long blades kept both me and Olive hidden but Evias horns poked through when she shifted her weight. Looking back at the ground I watched as they chatted between one another. I noticed a pattern as one would move their mouths and the others would laugh not long after. Olive followed my gaze but her eyes were stuck on the unguarded bags of treats.

A devilish grin formed on Olives face, ”We gotta get those treats. Ill split all the bags with you two.” she said.

“I dunno Olive, It doesn't sound like a very good-” I stopped when I looked back over at Olive. A grin was placed on her mouth while her eyes tarted between me and the treats. I nearly shivered when I looked at Evia. Half her face was hidden behind Olives but I could see her eyes narrowed dangerously at me with a scowl. When our eyes met she started to mouth something to me. I stared at her mouth, what is she trying to say to me-..Oh. Her claws began to tap the ground impatiently.

I laughed softly, ”Oh god Olive, I knew leaving all the ideas to you was just a fantastic idea! Nothing will go wrong!” I said with the biggest, fakest smile I could muster. You couldn't blame me for lying. You really couldn't when you were stuck between pleasing a giant warrior and a tiny dog who could make you regret anything if you upset her.

“S-so what's our plan?” I asked, the tapping stopped. I held back a sigh of relief at least one of them is pleased with my answer.

“Oh it's pretty simple, we're gonna sneak up right up to them and they won't even notice a thing! It's gonna be great!”

Oh my god, we're going to die. Were so dead. Dead,dead,dead. She's going to get us killed! I laughed nervously. Maybe I can eat a few candies before they catch us. Yeah, that sounds less bad than dying on an empty stomach I thought. The panic I was feeling felt less bad when I thought of this.

“Well, we better get this over and done with! I'm just DYING to get all that candy.”

Olive must have agreed with me because her face lit up but quickly disappeared in the mass of grass as she crawled away.

Evia smirked at me, ”If all hell breaks loose and I have to choose one of you, I'm choosing Olive.” her smirk widened when my eyes grew in size with my mouth agape. She quickly slithered after Olive. I stayed where I was for a moment before following suit. The grassed softly brushed my sides as I crawled through slowly. When I lost sight of Evia I peeked my head out to see a large white wolf sitting on a bench. I tilted my head as a bag of candy was right under them. They were distracted by the messages on their phone. I peered at the candy and nearly sighed in relief. The wire was under their leg to keep it from falling which meant one less person after us during the run.

I quickly hid back into the safety of the grass and proceeded to follow the scent of both Evia and Olive. My ears tilted towards the left at the sound of rushing water. I suddenly felt thirsty but pushed on. I spent a few seconds crawling before stopping. Evia was facing me and when she saw me she pushed me past her. When I was right next to Olive she stopped, I glanced around than stared at Olive puzzled.

Her eyes moved to the area ahead of us, I followed her gaze than wished I had made them both upset. The group was right in front of us, each one chatting away as their bags laid helplessly on the bench closest to them. I looked back at Olive who looked at me expectantly. I quickly looked away so she wouldn't see my panicked expression.

I slowly began to crawl forward and paused when one of them shifted more than 60 degrees. When I made it to the bench safely, I observed the bags, each had different animals which held the candies inside. I slowly moved my head forward, grabbing of the largest bag which Evia helped me put down. Once it was released she had a firm hold on the end. I then grabbed ahold of two sets of strings, I pulled softly until the bags were softly nestled on the ground. Olive reached forward, bit onto the wires and held them in her mouth like Evia.

I glanced at the last bag, it's pumpkin eyes staring intently at me. I gulped nervously. I

slowly took a step forward with my head outward to bite the string. With a snap, the twig underneath my claws broke in half. Any conversation that the group had halted, they all turned towards me all at once to see the source of the noise.

I smiled nervously, ”Hello! My name is Sona. It's nice to meet all of you-” I paused when Olive and Evia made a run for it. The group let out shocked cries looking between me and the runaways. I bit into the wire and made a dash for it. The sounds of feet stomping and yelling were right behind me. This is all Olives fault.

Birthday gift for @Spoopy-snek

Don't kill me pls

So For your bday, I decided to draw a group picture that involves your friends. Side note I'm sorry if I forgot anyone. I tried finding everyone and drawing them but again I'm sorry if I forgot anyone.;n; But If I did miss any close friend go ahead and comment saying that you were forgotten so when I do something big like this again I can add all her friends.

Happy Birthday old lady!!!! I hope you have a fantastic bday and get to celebrate it, friends and family. DONT DO DRUGS. Drugs are restricted on your bday and I will steal all dem drugs for myself >: ) BUt ANyway… Happy birthday to my closest buddy! <33333 You mean so much to me and always got to use your bday as a way to spoil you with love and art cuz you deserve it!!! Even tho you're a major butthead but two can play with fire!!! I really hope you have a fantastic day!! you so much. I'm so thankful to have met you and I can't believe we've been friends for 6 years???!!! Wow, time really flies I can't believe we're so old now. You meet me when I was basically a smol gorl. Like much wow were both getting so freaking old. (as my lollipop decides that falling is a better idea than living,,,) But again I'm so freaking thankful we're friends, you've been there for me for so long and I can't thank you enough for sticking with my ugly butt. You helped me through much whether it be mentally or with anything. You've been there for me and when I get money I'm gonna try to repay you for everything that you've helped me through with gifts. You're my closest friend Olivia and without you, I would be in a different place. I doubt I would be the same if it weren't for you. You always had my back no matter once. Every time I lost someone close to me whether it be family or relationship wise you've helped me stay strong and keep going. Honestly ilu so much you big softy and I'm so sorry we don't hang out enough. I really want to return the favor and help you in any way I can because you're my best friend Olivia. Were both total nerds and goofballs who love videos games way to much and basically kill our characters lmao. I can't wait to spend the rest of our life as besties. We need to seriously meet in person tho. We have been friends for so long but I only ever see you through your photos. We have to meet eventually because your my best friend and we've been through thick and thin together. If we don't meet I'm sending the squirrel after you!!!! I'm so glad we have each other even if we lost all our other friends through time even tho I miss them, I can't wait to spend our time together through hell and heaven. We're gonna kick life's butt and get through everything together. Hopefully, we both can hang out more often because we're both busy bees and never get the chance ;n; I still can't believe we both happened to join DA around the same time and managed to start talking right after. If it weren't for you I would have been dead on that website a year after I joined. Anyway, ilu and I wish you the biggest Happy Birthday you spoopy butt. I would attempt to give you the biggest hug I can muster but my arms are too short :,,,D

Explanation of each drawing

Golden Skull Zayn with Olive ----- When I did the three doodles in the speedpaint I was planning a creepy vibe with each one. So for this one I wanted to show off the fact that parts of Zayn are indeed made of gold. It was meant to go with his design just to fit the color combo but I decided that any character that has future sight have gold parts to them. It would be very rare for a kaian to have all gold bones but I figured it would fit the prophet when they start to loose their mind to the visions. There's always a price to pay when you can see into the future. Poor Olive just happened to be around when he ripped the skin off during one of his major visions. But don't worry she lives and he gets his face back.

Sona and Loch ------- I wanted to have Sona soothing one of Lochs sessions of pain. Not much to say here other than I wanted to have her kind of grumpy looking and comfort him since in our story for them she kinda uses him for bad to get what she wants so she gets a body.

Olive's Secret Protector ---------- Again not much to say other than Evia is using her dark powers to blend into the shadows to keep an eye on olive.

Run Run from the Scary Mob ------ The main drawing that I spent the most time on that comes with a speedpaint. For this one I wanted to show off our main characters plus a side character that she loves. When I made this I realized I wanted to make it big just for Olivia so I decided to include all her friends that I could think of or find. Each character is dressed in something to show off the fact that each one is trick and treating for Halloween. I'm pretty proud of how everyone turned out and how most the background turned out.

Experiment Brewing ------ A little sketch where I had an idea that maybe Olive wasn't a real Kaian and was actually a experiment made by the banished shadow go. I like the idea that maybe he made her so he could put himself into a form onto the home planet of the Kaians than seek the other gods out for revenge. This was before he used Evia as a host even if she's in control. He hoped that when Olive was ready he could take her body over. Sadly the scientist who made her on the home planet did not complete the project and Olive had gone missing when the lab was destroyed. Funny thing is that not long after Olive was found by Evia when in a field of flowers. The god believes Olive is dead but I like to think that he takes over Olive during the final battle to use her to summon him when the other banished god is summoned by Calla. If he did succeed in taking her body over than she would look like her portals. I like the idea of the gods portals and powers looking like this but his are purple. The crystals on her help power the portals and powers she uses which are basically just like the gods expect weaker since she couldn't handle all his power in her body.

Selfie ----- A head doodle to show off Olives looks frontview. First concept sketch of how she would look. Also based on one of Olivia's doodles of Olive with crystals imbedded in her body. I decided to expand on that.

Design ---- A design for Olivia to repay the design she made for me >:0

Thirsty as heckles ---- Olive ready for some Evia but decided on the way to bed that she also likes Zayn a lot. Evia stops what they planned to go find Zayn.

Official Design for Olive as a experiment ---------. I wanted to show off the fact that she would be constantly dripping from the gods powers that she barely holds in her body.

This is War ------- Zayn has a vision in a different timeline where Olive chooses Evia over him and betrays him by killing him. He mistakes it for it being in this timeline and plans to repay the debt by killing them first. Looks like everyone has to fight with the person they love eventually.

Left to right are the corresponding characters belonging to their creators

Big brown and green wolf, Evia dressed as Dracula belongs to me

Tiny yellow doge, Olive wearing snake onesie belongs tp @spoopy-snek

smol purple and blackbird, Sona dressed as a messed up Egyptian belongs to me

spooky dog on a broom, Ney dressed as a witch belongs to @neyzilla

Purple dragon in sleeping wear, Hobbes dressed in a dragon onesie belongs to @hobbledragon

Tall skelelly boi being attacked by hungry doggy, Calabaza dressed as a skelly belongs to @anxietywithaspook

The white dog that shakes, Milk belongs to @milkfake

Mummy that is so done with you, Wilhelm dressed a mummy belongs to @wilhelm-the-undead-man

A woman who wants her candy back, Shaman dressed as a literal Shaman belongs to @missmcgregor

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