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clubkira · 5 months

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okay but!! childhood friends to lovers shoyo where whenever the two of u wld play house at school, he’d always insist that u two get to be mom and dad… he thinks uve forgotten it once u get too old for playground games but its always been his dream to marry his childhood sweetheart n actually make his puppy crush reenactments a reality…

ANON HOLY SHIT I LOVE YOU RN FOR THIS… I ACTUALLY SOBBED HAPPY TEARS JUST READING THIS I’M SUCH A SUCKER FOR CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS… AND WITH SHOYO? PASSES OUT AND DIES!!!

and i wrote a lil blurb abt this:3

content. jealous and puppy lovesick shoyo <3 childhood crushes and established relationship (in highschool). timeskip takes place third year of hs. lowercase intended. not proofread bcs self indulgent and i’m writing this as i go hehe I WANT TO TURN THIS INTO AN ACTUAL FIC

“nooo,” shoyo whines loudly, pulling the little barbie doll out of your classmate’s tiny hands, “i want y/n to be the mommy!”

she whimpers when he rips the toy away from her, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes, “but you always let her be the mom though, i want to play too!”

shoyo looks around the toy bins nearby and picks up a dog toy halfheartedly before handing it to her dully, “here, you can be our doggie.”

“that’s not fair!! i’m not a doggie!”

“but me and y/n are the mom and dad!!”

in between them sits you, sitting cross legged on the floor while pretending to cook a dinner for your dysfunctional family as the kindergarten teacher begins to seperate the two bickering kids to your sides. the plastic toy eggs are starting to burn by the time she realizes your two friends are fighting.

“aya, shoyo! stop fighting!”

shoyo refuses to let go of the barbie regardless of how much your teacher pleads with him to let aya have a turn, and when she scolds him he huffs, plopping down beside you angrily after tossing the doll away to aya’s feet.

he looks so upset, normally shining eyes now downturned and staring at the carpet floor. you turn off the little kitchen playset’s stove and wrap your arms around him in a hug, his fluffy hair tickles through your sweater.

“we can still play house, sho,” you comfort him to the best of your four year old abilities, “i can be the doggie this time so aya can be mommy and daddy with you!”

“but i don’t want her to be the mom..” shoyo pouts, leaning into your touch. “i want you.”

his stubbornness isn’t anything unusual for a kid his age, but shoyo’s always been very insistent on playing house with you and never letting your other classmates join. and if they did they were only ever miscellaneous side characters such as a couch or various pets.

“hey, y/n..” shoyo brings one of your hands into his, looking up at you with a hopefull look in his eyes, “we should just get married when we’re older, so we can always be mommy and daddy when playing house.”

you smile, not noticing the way shoyo’s cheeks flush when you hug him closer. “of course, sho! that sounds so fun!”

a little hesitant, shoyo’s stiff posture slowly relaxes once again, returning with a bright grin of his own to match yours. “yeah!”

that was years ago; and now you’re both in highschool, where you and shoyo’s old toys you’d use to play house with have now been replaced for videogame consoles and volleyballs strewn across his room whilst laying atop his bed in his chest, using his remote to scroll through the channels on his t.v.

it’s comfortable, just as it’s always been between you and shoyo.

“hey, y/n” shoyo mutters into the crook of your shoulder, his hands wrapped loosely around your waist tighten a little. “do you remember back in kindergarten when i said i’d marry you so we can always play house?”

“mmm,” you hum, still absentmindedly flipping through the different channels (mainly comprising of volleyball and sports, because it’s shoyo’s t.v of course) “yeah, why?”

“oh, you do?” he sounds surprised, shifting to sit up in bed and pulling you in with him, “i sort of figured you’d forget all that.”

“well, when my best friend keeps fighting with our classmates over playing house with me everyday how can i forget?” you chuckle, letting a comfortable silence overtakes the room once again but this time it seems a little different.

normally shoyo would’ve responded with a teasing quip of his own, but no such thing comes.

you turn around, tearing your eyes away from a volleyball highlights reel to notice shoyo’s downcast eyes, leaning back into his plush pillows and staring at the ground beneath his bed.

“sho?”

he gulps unsurely, still adverting his gaze. “just uh, forget i said that.”

that response definitely makes you suspicious, coming from shoyo who wears his emotions on the sleeve of his shirt. your boyfriend, who is never afraid to say what’s on his mind now seems hesitant.

“what is it, sho?” you ask softly, bringing a hand to his cheek to turn him towards you, “you can tell me anything, sho.”

shoyo eyes soften when seeing your concerned features; and like from when he was a child he leans into your touch once more, the only difference being your childhood friend turned boyfriend is all grown up now, and realizes the implications of what his words really mean now.

with a gentle kiss to your palms, shoyo brings you in closer by the waist, placing your head right above his chest, allowing you to hear his quickening heartbeat.

“… what if i said i was serious about marrying you?”

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absolutebl · 7 months

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Rules: List 10 of your comfort shows

tagged by @he-is-lightning-in-a-bottle (thanks doll)

I rarely pass along tags but you should do this one and tag me if you do so I can see, comfort watches are my absolute FAVORITE.

This is a BL blog and I've watched most of them, so I will be picking BL. But I will only be picking BL I am rewatching for comfort right NOW.

Some of these may surprise. Ready?

My Top 10 Comfort BL's right NOW

1 kiss x kiss x kiss - perfect scandal (short)

My favorite of this series because it's basically office romance sexy bits we all wanted from Old Fashion Cupcake.

2 Jun & Jun

his show made up for in style what it lacked in substance. I like fluff. I loved this. I smile every moment I'm watching. This is very much MY style of BL.

3 Love is Science (BL cut)

Mark and Ouwen gotta be one of my all time favorite side dishes. LIS? is a noona romance with added mature side couple as well as these two, mostly interwoven. It’s a big buy in just for Mark & Ouwen but WORTH IT, and some kind soul uploaded a BL cut to YT. Everything is a touch quirky but the BL boys are beautiful, earnest, and high heat. It's one of Taiwan's favorite dynamics: the bisexual himbo meets the confident gay, but they are just LOVELY, plus tiny queer family at the end.

4 2 Moons 3

What can I say, it's utter trash but there is something about the main couple I love. A Thai pulp that felt like it came out 5 yrs ago with many of the flaws inherent to that time and studio system, including manufactured angst and convoluted plot, but an ultimately sweet main couple that (as a pairing) feels a bit more modern and is satisfying to watch. This will probably go down in history as one of the few BLs where I genuinely didn’t care about any of the side couples.

5 Love Class 2

But only "my couple." ( the mature student and the TA). I still hold that they probably should’ve had their own series.

6 Big Dragon

I didn't love this when it first aired but I am coming around to it more on the rewatch. (I may even up its score from 7 to 8 if the eventual movie sticks the landing). This is a pairing that proved itself to be a lot more sophisticated than I expected with nods at kink in a more respectful way than Mame could ever dream, plus excellent chemistry.

7 Why R U? Korea

The Korean remake of Why RU? is BOTH bizarro land, and EXACTLY what I expected. There is something comforting in watching the Cliff's notes version of a show I enjoyed before just in a different BL style. I don't know why I like this one so much, but I really do.

8 Takara & Amagi

I gnawed on my knuckles and squealed a lot with this show first time around. Now I still love it but I'm more calm. It is beyond charming: soft and gentle, packed with cuteness and high school angst, thirst, & yearning.

9 About Youth

A truly lovely little coming of age high school BL with a classic YA low drama but high angst and an earnest depth.

Clearly I'm having a bit of a high school phase because I've been thinking of doing this one next:

10 My School President

Yes, we’ve seen it all before, but I still ADORED this. And there is a lot to be said for the classics being re-executed perfectly. Who let my BL be this wholesome and funny?

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thececeverse · 24 days

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THE FIRST ALBUM … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

SINCERELY is the debut album by CHOUKA AIKAWA. Released on July 26th, 2024 by Republic Records, it has since been hailed as one of the best and most unexpected debut albums of the year. The album’s concepts, subject matter, and even packaging were all praised by critics, and its release cemented Chouka as one of the industry’s newest pop princesses.

TRACKLIST … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

GIRLS DON’T CRY

CAKE

SINCERELY ! LEAD SINGLE

EYES ON ME ! SECOND SINGLE

LUXURIOUS

RETURN TO SENDER ! BONUS SINGLE

SILK ‘N DIAMONDS

CELEBRITY

VALLEY OF THE DOLLS

STRAWBERRIES AND CREAM ! THIRD SINGLE

G.O.Y.D (GIRL OF YOUR DREAMS) ! FOURTH SINGLE

HEART ON MY SLEEVE

PHOTOCARDS … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

COMMERCIAL PERFORMANCE … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Album of the year! Chouka truly brought girly pop music back, and everyone agreed. Sincerely—like her debut single—was a huge success. The album was announced just a month prior to its release through a video Chouka posted to her social media accounts. It featured her writing a link onto a pink card before signing it, and the same link could be found in the captions of each post. Turns out, it was a link to preorder the album. At around the same time, Chouka’s website was updated with the link, along with the album’s title and cover art.

Now this news went viral, with the term “she’s releasing an album” being Tweeted over 500,000 times. Within a week, Sincerely had garnered over 400,000 preorders, and it had hit over one million by July.

Three weeks prior to the album’s release, Chouka posted a silent video of herself in a studio in Sweden, along with a few-second snippet of one of the instrumentals to her album. The post gained over 3.5 million likes within the first 24 hours, and it garnered over two million views on Twitter.

The album’s title track and lead single, “Sincerely,” was released a day before the album dropped. Like Chouka’s debut single, this song was also a massive hit. The music video—which was shot at the Palace of Versailles and inspired by Marie Antoinette (2006), the fashion of Rococo-era France, and Madonna’s VMAs performance of “Vogue” in 1990—garnered over 40 million views within the first day, surpassing “Girls Don’t Cry.” It topped YouTube’s trending page, and topped both the Spotify and Apple Music charts. Chouka would end up breaking Olivia Rodrigo’s record, with “Sincerely” becoming the highest streamed song on Spotify in regards to first day streams.

Like its predecessor, “Sincerely” topped charts in numerous countries, and it remained atop the Oricon charts for a staggering sixteen weeks. The song was leagues more popularity online in comparison to “Girls Don’t Cry,” which—to the surprise of Chouka and her fans—led to her first No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100. Upon the song’s debut, it had sold over 300,000 units, and would go on to sell 1.5 million by mid-September.

“Sincerely” would be praised for its catchiness and sound reminiscent of early 1990s house music, with critics calling it “the 21st century’s answer to ‘Vogue.’” The song was also praised for the carefree, cheeky, indulgent, and “I don’t give a fuck” tone that it set for the rest of Chouka’s album, despite not being the opening track.

Of course, the album’s other singles also did just as well! “Eyes on Me” was definitely a crowd favorite, with many praising its unapologetic “girlishness,” comparing it to singing alone in a pink, frilly bedroom. The song’s music video was the main talking point, though, as so many people loved the references to various nineties and 2000s chick flicks, such as: Clueless, Jawbreaker, Legally Blonde, Mean Girls, A Cinderella Story, Uptown Girls, and 13 Going on 30.

“Eyes on Me” would debut at No. 2 on the iTunes chart and No. 5 on the Billboard Hot 100, but it would top charts everywhere else, including on the Billboard Hot 100 Excl. US chart. It stayed on the charts for four weeks before falling off completely.

“Strawberries and Cream” debuted at No. 11 on the Billboard chart, unfortunately not cracking into the Top 10. “G.O.Y.D” fared much better, however, debuting at No. 8 on the chart. Like before, both songs entered the Top 10 in other countries outside America.

The cherry on top was the music videos, though. They were all filmed to appear as if they were their own individual short films, all connecting to form an overarching story about love and relationships. “Sincerely” begins with Chouka writing a love letter to someone and preparing to send it off. “Eyes on Me” starts with her slipping the letter into a mailbox. “Strawberries and Cream” deals with her receiving a letter back, but it turns out to be a rejection, which causes her to tear the letter up (it turns out to be a fake version of the letter). “G.O.Y.D” (which was notably inspired by various Old Hollywood films such as Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, Funny Face, and Breakfast at Tiffany’s) has Chouka convincing herself that she doesn’t need a man and that her crush missed out, and she writes a scathing letter in return, but in the end, she decides to not send it.

Critics were in love with every MV, and Rosettes were all down Twitter absolutely singing their praises. They were praised for their clearly expensive visuals, along with the movie style cinematography, themes, aesthetics, and overall story. Each MV broke into the Top 10 of YouTube’s trending page, and each obviously received millions of views (unfortunately, though, “Strawberries and Cream” had the least).

Overall, the album was a resounding success. Fans were unsure if the praise that “Girls Don’t Cry” received could be sustained with the release of an album, especially since it was a larger project that Chouka had never tackled before. Clearly, though, she had surpassed everyone’s expectations. And, of course, Rosettes were thrilled that she finally got that No. 1 single.

STYLING … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

ERA HIGHLIGHTS … ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Girl this era was everything!

First off, the promotion for this album was heavy. Y’all thought “Girls Don’t Cry” was huge? Well, damn, this blew miss girl out the water!

Chouka was all over televisions across America, and in other countries, as well! She had an interview with Kelly Clarkson (again), she was on GMA, she was on The Zach Sang Show, she did the Buzzfeed puppy interview, she did a “What’s In My Bag” with Vogue Japan (again!), she had five hundred magazine interviews … like girl, Chouka was doing it all!

She performed on TRL for the second time, and that was just a precursor to all the award show performances that she would give.

You know how Chouka didn’t get a chance to perform at Coachella because she only had two songs to her name at that point? Well know she has twelve, and she scored a set at Lollapalooza!

She had such a blast, girl. Like the way Rosettes turned out for her was truly insane … like to the point where she was tearing up onstage. And that barely happens! She had so much fun during her set, though, especially since the fanchants were so loud and her costumes were so good! She also performed on the same stage as Melanie Martinez, so of course she got to meet her!

And of course Chouka had to do overseas promo too! Her first stop was Japan, so she was on Music Station again, she had a cute little photoshoot with Marie Claire, and she also appeared on her first variety show! Her episode was so fun like literally she’s so charming.

Japanese Rosettes have mutually decided that every time she has a comeback, they have to organize a café pop-up. So that’s exactly what they did!

Like last time Chouka went, she signed some autographs and took pictures … just had a great time!

Chouka made a stop in Korea again! We cheer! Although her music show appearances were (once again) limited, as she only performed four times, she still got to meet so many idols! They were all down her TikTok doing the “#SincerelyChallenge,” and some of the most notable were Julie from Kiss of Life, Xiaoting and Bahiyyih of Kepler, Chungha, literally every member of Haute Pink (@hauteplnk), and Baebi and Sena of Venus (@venusvity)! Additionally, she also held another fansign! Over 13,000 fans attended this one, and Chouka received so many gifts! Like literally, the back wall was covered in bouquets and pink gift bags by the end.

She had another photoshoot with Céci (she was literally on every magazine cover this era) and shot a campaign for Etude House while there, and she was supposed to appear on Knowing Bros but couldn’t due to scheduling conflicts … sigh.

However! There was news going around that Chouka had agreed to star in an upcoming drama! Rumor has it that her co-star is supposed to be Cha Eun-woo so!

Chouka was also in Brazil for Lollapalooza, too. And the vibe was even better in comparison to the US sjuwjhdhe. Like Brazilian Rosettes absolutely adored her, and her Portuguese was surprisingly good! She just had an absolute great time … she was even doing football chants with the crowd too like we love her!

After she came back to the US, she went straight to award shows. She first went to VMAs, and girl, she was literally that girl of the night. Like she was wearing pink archive Versace! She looked so good on that carpet, and she stood there and posed for so long that Jason had to drag her away jsjwjjsjs. It’s not her fault that the photographers were hyping her up!

Chouka was actually a co-host that night, and she presented an award, so rest assured that she was changing outfits like eight times. And they were all in shades of pink, ofc! She also won her first music award ever, as she won the award for Best Pop!

Like girl she beat out Taylor Swift, Ariana Grande, Olivia Rodrigo … Rosettes were on Twitter yelling!

Her performance was towards the end since of course the VMAs had to extend their watch time (every time Chouka appears on something Rosettes will literally flock to watch it), but when it happened? Oh, the girls were simply not ready!

Taking heavy inspiration from Madonna’s 1990 VMAs performance of “Vogue,” she had Marie Antoinette written all over her. The performance first started with an extended intro of “Sincerely,” and with male backup dancers performing vogue-style choreography. They suddenly stop and bow, and Chouka comes out from backstage with four female dancers (her court, of course). Her hair is piled up high and powdered pink, and she’s dressed in this absolutely huge, Rococo-era gown! Unlike Madonna’s “Vogue” performance, though, after the start of the first verse, Chouka rips off the skirt to reveal a shorter one!

Like “Girls Don’t Cry,” subtle costume changes were very common this era, along with Chouka’s use of paper fans for every live performance. And speaking of fans, every time she did the “#SincerelyChallenge” with someone else, she would give them a fan, too! And they got to keep it as a gift. ♡

She next went to the AMAs and had a great time (won New Artist of the Year, too!), and she even got a chance to attend the MAMAs! She performed at the ceremony in Japan and had a killer dance break, and she was also reunited with Haute Pink again! They were sat next to each other at the ceremony in Hong Kong, and they were chatting the entire night. Chouka is truly their secret seventh member at this point.

The last thing Chouka did before her tour started was attend Jingle Ball! Of course, like every time before, she had fun! Rosettes turned up in droves, and they even got a little gift bag as thanks. Although not all of them got something because Chouka’s team underestimated how many people were actually going to be there … but at least there was a handwritten letter in there!

She was supposed to attend New Year’s Rockin’ Eve, but she wanted to rest before her tour. And also she spent New Year’s in London so she wouldn’t have been able to go anyways sjiwjsjjd.

Her tour (which was titled the Return to Sender Tour and girl, people noticed that!) started at the beginning of next year, and unfortunately, it was pretty short and limited only to North America, Asia, and parts of Europe (including Italy, luckily). Despite that, though, it was a cute and fun little tour! Chouka actually sold out every show on her roster, which was surprising to her but unsurprising to everyone else. Like yes, girl, people do like your music!

Now after Chouka’s tour ended, Rosettes thought that was it. However, nothing’s ever it for her snjwjjeje like y’all should know this by now!

“Return to Sender” (the tour was named that for a reason!) was released as a bonus single sometime in March, and everyone ate it up. They were so invested in the lore at this point, and since the letter Chouka ripped up in “Strawberries and Cream” was revealed to be a fake in “G.O.Y.D,” they were all wondering what happened to it! And Rosettes could finally breathe a sigh of relief since they finally got their answer.

In “G.O.Y.D,” Chouka was trying to convince herself that she didn’t need a man, but in “Return to Sender,” she knew she didn’t need one! As the title implies, in the MV, she literally sent the rejection letter back! Like she truly did not care! It actually ends in the same boudoir that “Sincerely” started off in, and it ends with Chouka writing herself a love letter instead!

It was truly such a cute little message. Rosettes were in love with her character’s progression from being lovestruck to being unbothered and okay with self-love like we love that here!

Since we got a bonus single completely out of nowhere, Rosettes were hoping and praying that either “Heart on My Sleeve” or “Silk ‘N Diamonds” would be released as singles, too. Unfortunately for all of us, though, that literally never happened. And when I tell you Rosettes were so pissed off at her, I mean it jsiwjejjdjs.

However, “Silk ‘N Diamonds” would get its flowers in due time, no need to worry!

Like “Girls Don’t Cry,” the creation and subsequent promotion of Sincerely was all covered on a documentary, which was released on Chouka’s music channel! It was shot more professionally this time and didn’t have any personal footage by her, but it was still a great doc! A lot of celebrities made appearances (such as SZA and Taylor Swift!), and throughout the entire documentary, you can tell just how well Chouka handles stress. Truly the most admirable girl on the planet.

Jason was with her every step of the way, and we love him for that. He was always reassuring her, taking care of things for her, making sure that she wasn’t overworked … like he was literally starting to act like Chouka’s second manager and she had to tell him to slow down hshejjejs.

He quite literally has a fandom of his own within Chouka’s fandom! Like he’s so beloved to the point where every time he showed up during one of Chouka’s schedules, Rosettes would cheer for him, too!

By the end of the era, Chouka held a huge beach party in Spain to celebrate a successful era, and half the industry pulled up! Everyone had to wear pink (of course shwjjdjs), and the party literally went on to three in the morning. It was just so incredibly fun, and every guest got a signed copy of the album, a box of Dior perfume, and a rose! Some notable guests were Paris Hilton, Bella Hadid, the Haute Pink girls, and Klara of Venus!

All in all, what an amazing era! Chouka once again proved that she was the It girl, and she blew everyone’s expectations out the water. Sincerely was truly one of the best and most surprising debuts in history, and fans couldn’t wait to see what else she had in store. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

#˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ COME INTO THE VERSE !#˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ CHAR … CHOUKA !#DISCOGRAPHY … CHOUKA !#kpop oc #kpop oc soloist #kpop soloist #kpop solo artist #kpop idol oc #fake kpop idol #fictional kpop oc #fictional kpop idol #idol oc #idol soloist #idol oc soloist #idolverse #fake idol #fake idol oc #fictional idol oc #fictional idol community

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seas1mping · 5 months

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MORE LORE this time it doesn't involve Reena (that much) and is just LJ and his carnival it's hc and a story but the story is gonna be angsty so I'll put it under a read more so you can skip it if you want :)

Update I lied the hcs got away from me the post is just a read more I'm sorry 😭😭

update 2 i cut the story cause i couldnt think of anything

Okay so basically when LJ first was created, he was more of a dream figure for Isaac right

LJ could bring him to a carnival, but the carnival did not exist outside of Isaac's dreams, so it was a reflection of him.

Well, when Isaac abandoned LJ, LJ needed a purpose because otherwise he felt as though he was nothing

That is where LJ met Creation, a God-like being that could make almost anything

(Exceptions being humans, animals, etc)

Creation takes the souls of sentient beings and puts them back into other forms, for example, taking a lost soul and placing it into a vessel like a tea pot, with the right kind of magic.

The only problem is that Creation is not infinite; it needs a bodily host made from the two lineages that formed a pact to sacrifice someone once every so often. Without that host/sacrifice, Creation will eventually use all of its magic, and die out.

So Creation figures it can use LJ to harvest souls to stay alive long enough to have another host, plus, a little company isn't so bad every once in a while

Upon meeting Creation and becoming bound to it as a proxy of sorts, Creation grants LJ access to a pocket in the fabric of reality, where he has an actual carnival, which Creation uses and continues to use as a reservoir for souls just in case

(It has to use it because kid souls aren't exactly very large because THEYRE KIDS)

Issue #2 is eventually a woman comes along and it's at this point that Slender isn't the nicest person, so he basically locks her in the basement and uses her to try to further his rule.

GUESS WHAT BABY THE MULTIVERSE IS REAL YOU CAN TAKE THE KID OUT OF THE UNDERTALE FANDOM BUT YOU CANT TAKE THE U

So anyway she's from an alternate dimension where she's married to Slender but he has 99 problems and a bitch ain't one

So LJ is like "wow, I have emotions and I feel bad for her" so they become friends :) and a little more :)

And then he's like "she talks about her kids a lot, I should give her some so she doesn't have to miss them too much because they're right here!!!"

spoiler alert: that motherfucker is infertile.

SO HE GOES TO CREATION

And Creation is like "[WHY][DONT][YOU][MAKE][VESSELS][FOR][YOUR][SOULS][?]"

Yeah it talks weird keep scrolling

And LJ is flabbergasted and is like "oh em gee you're right I have all of these souls and I need somewhere to put some of them too!"

Insert comically large corn maze

LJ, being the sick bastard (/aff) he is, creates a game for the souls.

Start at the edges of the maze, no cutting through walls, get to the middle and jump down the well, without getting caught by LJ. With a 5 minute headstart, of course.

Well our notable figures here are LJ, and a girl named Eloise.

Eloise was LJs first victim after Isaac, an older girl, about 10, who was the oldest in an orphanage she was in.

And you know how they treated women/girls in the 1800s

Eloise made her way around the maze, she'd gather kids, and lead them towards the center, but when LJ would pop out, she'd disappear, off to help another less doomed child or group.

Eventually, two were left, a boy and a girl, Mary and Tansel. And Eloise had brought them to the center.

LJ rounds the corner, jumping out at them, but Eloise is quick to dump the two into the well and run away.

With the soul he needed, and the extra one that was like a little bonus, he set to work making a line of patchwork

The patchwork turned into silhouettes and the silhouettes turned into fully formed dolls, monochrome just as him.

Infusing the souls with the dolls was easy enough, she loved them so much, but was slightly surprised when they turned into children, but loved them nonetheless.

Until she was removed from the house, moved in with another mf, had a real baby AND GOT EXECUTED

The dolls were promptly ushered back into the carnival and work as performers!!

if this doesnt make sense im sorry :(

#creepypasta #laughing jack #creepypasta fanfiction #creepypasta oc #laughing jack fanfic #creepypasta headcanon

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panie-wanie-dean-bean · 8 months

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HmM!! 😤 These Dom Nick hcs are lighting a fire under me!!! (ง'̀u'́)ง i wanna pamper him SO badly in whatever AU! Im not sure whose the weakest, maybe hybrid nick bc he's lonely or soft but my MCs gonna take the whole day to spoil him rotten, if he so much as tries to lift a finger she's kissing him and lowering it back down. Itll be a random day of the week, no birthday no holiday, just a full breakfast spread, then the most expensive home spa day evah! (While ignoring his questions of 'why?' Why not huh??)

The best bath bombs and scrubs, face masks, shampooing his hair gently, mani and pedi, some cold champagne and some ice to cool him down, since he'll be in the bath so long, but then definitely a deep tissue full body massage (and/or preening if he's hybrid nick) with his favorite show playing a marathon, with more snacks, before his favorite dinner of course.

lots of kisses and the tenderest 'I love you's' but he absolutely cannot do anything in return, i might even spoonfeed him everything from breakfast to dessert,

After the massage and the preening, its time to make him messy again 😔 gotta eat him out, suck him, and ride him gently til he cums idc how many times, before cleaning him up all over again

I want him to turn to jelly, I'll check off every self-care/sub bucketlist item he has, he's my MCs perfect little doll for the day. Will he squirm? beg? Melt into a puddle? My MC doesnt know but her goal is to turn a professional dom into a spoiled pillow princess like Jean who doesn't know wat 'unloved' even is (<- mc nor OP knows wat bdsm or professional sex work entails really, but got a spa day as a birthday gift once and couldve sworn they were princess diana)

(And pls know between the two of u who know bdsm im taking notes with focuS so thank u)

And there will be smugness once he finally falls asleep, my mc is the evillest and most domness boss! this is probably wat it means to be King of the doms maybe! Take that mr "professional!" Hope ur skin is smooth and ur hair/feathers are shinier than its ever been, i hope the dreams r pleasant with Imported Lavender infused pillows! Thats right, its expenSive! For NO reason. There are No take backs or exchanges either, only store credit buddy

>:3c Consider that a warning for the both of yous for givin my brain these zoomies!

🖤 nonny

We are shaking hands and making out sloppy style over pampering Nick right now, oh my god dude

Especially if it's hybrid Nick, like, he's so used to having to be strong and independent and being thrown out when he wasn't being dommy enough that this shit might just kill him. He's such an eepy boy too. My guy gets migraines whenever the weather changes so he's just used to pushing through that pain and tiredness you get after it leaves

But you? Pampering him? Not allowing him to move and making him take the rest he deserves? It's his dream come true, there's nothing fucking better than this for him. Now, he will try to fight you on it at first, but just cup his head in your hands and tell him how much you love him and want to take care of him and he'll slip right into his sub space

He doesn't like surprises, at all, even the good ones, so please tell him about all of this in advance. He plans out his weeks and if he finds out about a change in his schedule less than 48 hours in advance he's going to have a shutdown

God this whole thing is so good, I love pampering pieces like this. Your mind dude, I am kissing it directly on it's cute little wrinkles

#🖤 anon #whispers of an angry god #sdj Nick #hybrid au

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riridontneedya · 2 years

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Whats mine isn't yours ... Pt 3

*Fanfare music* Tada! Here it is guys part 3!! And in a much more timely manner lol. Right in this segment Ive decided to take a different direction ... why? well cause I like the drama haha and it keeps it exciting! but seriously I'm deliberately playing with the readers emotions at this rate. I will insert PART1 & PART2 here. There's no pressure to read them but if I'm being honest its better you at least read part 2 before this for continuity reasons :) other than that, nothing more to say but a massive thank you to all the babes who enjoy this wee series I appreciate all the likes and comments. And once again don't be afraid to reach out let me know if have any ideas in which direction you'd like to take the story or requests etc

Thanks again💕💕

Summary: Following the female readers turbulent love triangle.

Pairing: Tommy x Y/N x Micheal

Word count: 2,330

Warnings: Mature language but overall rather PG. This segment is more on the fluffy/ angsty side.

A/n: As always a shout out to the main babe !! and the title giver and an absolute dream!! when it comes to being supportive @notyour-valentine You're a doll !💕💕 xoxox

It was the peak of summer . The restless youth of Sheffield all fled to the neighbouring villages clutching bottles of liquor either stolen from parents drink cabinets or acquired by other unscrupulous means , but they hadn’t a care in the world. The summer months welcomed lawless behaviour , late nights and questionable decisions, but that was the folly of youth … Their small town suffocated them . With nowhere to exert their energy they often flocked to neighbouring towns in search of new adventure. However as the day drew to a close they always found themselves in a familiar routine.. By the time the contents of their parents liquor cabinet had caught up with them and they would seek refugee in a pasture. Once or twice they would be shooed away by a disgruntled farmer but most the time they blissfully frolicked in pastures green.

It was getting late. The sky was adopting a warm hazy copper colour , the air had a slight cool twinge to it . A nice crisp summer breeze that was much needed after they had been victim to the scorching midday sun. Despite the developing dull headache y/n remembered feeling euphoric and carefree as she lay on her back gazing into the coppery abyss surrounded by gleeful chatter and a gentle crackling of the makeshift campfire. Y/n could feel herself beginning to drift off .. that was until a broad figure came in to her line of sight obscuring her vision. She immediately sat up to get a look at whom ever was simply looming over her. With everyone in their drunken stupor she wouldn’t be surprised if someone thought it perfectly ok to just hover .“Oh Micheal its you, what are doing ?”. Y/n said with a haphazard smile . ‘Sticks , we need some more let's go” he fussed heaving her up by her forearm “Sticks … what are you on about” she whinged feeling particularly queasy having been hoisted up like that . “Sticks .. for the fire you daft idiot, you're coming with me to get them” . “Oh .. love having a choice in the matter Micheal thanks” she muttered sarcastically. Unperturbed , Micheal just flashed his usual remarkable grin and continued to lead y/n to another part of the field. As they reached a tree Micheal slumped against its bark and proceeded to light a cigarette.

“Sticks aren’t gonna collect themselves darling” he grinned , motioning to its branches . Y/n folded her arms across her chest “Get to fuck Micheal “ she cackled “ Get ole Peggy up here she fancies you enough to do your dirty work” . Ready to u turn and make her way back to her spot she felt Michaels hand pull at her wrist. Y/n remembered the silence that lingered between the two as they gazed at one another .. her wrist remaining in his grip. He gently tugged her towards him guiding her hands to slope around his neck whilst his met at her waist . Y/n remembered the sensation of his large smooth hands beginning to sculpt the contours of her body , how his gaze was unwavering how the more receptive she became of his roaming hands how he instantly hauled her towards him. How his breathe became shallow as he felt her breasts atop him . How she couldn’t help the spillage of moans as he buried his face into her neck and intertwined his fingers into her hair. How he effortlessly spun her round and now had her flush against the tree , how his thumb brushed against her lower lip , how just as his wandering hands began to descend dangerously low his name was called out. Not by y/n but instead by that summers chosen concubine…

Y/ns eyes snapped open with infuriation, she cursed her brain for unearthing a memory she had blissfully forgotten. After all those years she had marked it off as a case of usual teenage shenanigans nothing to overthink .Just alcohol causing a bad lapse of judgment and the overall exhilaration of it died down pretty quickly as they chose to ignore it and continue on . However that giddy feeling began to rebirth and was on constant loop in her brain ! Was it that she was really destined for Micheal since the very beginning?

Tommy stirred as the sun peeked through the curtains illuminating a portion of his porcelain face, casting him in a sort of angelic light. This was one of the only times he managed to look peaceful, when he was deep in slumber. Last night It was everything she wanted to hear from him and more .. but it came in the form of instructions rather than in the form of a man attempting to pour his heart out. Y/n debated if she was in fact being picky or maybe overacting about the whole thing but deep down she knew his delivery leaved much to be desired. This was because instead of the declaration quelling her fears it instead left her in a weird limbo . Unable to deal with the overwhelming uncertainty and newfound Micheal interest y/n knew she had to do something. She grew impatient with her own theories and decided she had to find Micheal and hash this out. Not wanting an awkward conversation with Tommy regarding her whereabouts for the day she quietly slipped out.

Micheal was awoken by frantic knocking at his door. He groaned as he tossed over to consult the bedside clock. ‘God who’s knocking at this hour’ he thought to himself. Begrudgingly he flung the duvet of him and fastened his dressing gown beginning to shuffle towards the door. His stomach churched thinking what if it was Rosie again , she hadn’t taken too well to the breakup and had quite the unsavoury practice of turning up unannounced . Micheal had yet to learn that allowing her to coax him into bed only further aggravated the situation instead of aiding it. Preparing to be unamused as he swung open the door he was absolutely delighted when it turned out to be y/n. “Y/n … is everything alright? Come come inside” he said gesturing to her . As soon as the door had closed behind her Y/ns words began to tumble from her mouth.“Do you remember that one summer night, it was” y/n needn’t say more immediately Michaels facial expression became animated , his grin was wide resembling that of a watermelon crescent. He rubbed at the back of his neck chuckling to himself . “ There was a time I would’ve left this … but you're going to explain to me what that was all about” she said woodenly .

“What I fancied you , and the horny teenager I was wasn’t really able to communicate that in any other way I am sorry”. Y/n groaned flinging herself into one of his chairs. “I don’t know what to do I'm sort of weighing up cons and pros at the moment ”. “ Well I can help with that .. I think .. tea?” He questioned gently wobbling the tin. Y/n nodded gratefully. “First off we’ve been friends forever , it would hardly come as a shock, plus ! Polly would love it” he cooed “ I think she’d find the whole childhood romance aspect quite endearing” “ I highly doubt that” .. interjected y/n “that fluffy reality would only exist within the pages of a book and Im not planning to be the one who causes blood shed in a family” she sighed , she knew full well the ominous threat that lurked beneath Tommys love declaration. Cupping her hand in his , he placed it on the small exposed part of his chest “Maybe there’s another universe where we could have that happy ending” . Y/n looked into Michaels baby blues, she felt awash with the warmth of familiarity , his eyes soft and kind …but she couldn’t quite work out if the calmness she felt gazing at him was simply that familiarity and not anything strictly to do with feelings.

“We probably shouldn’t cross anymore lines Micheal”. A hefty chuckle escaped him “That line disappears when it comes to you, go on tell me what’s the line y/n hmm” he turned to face y/n his hand now cradling her face . Lining his mouth to her ear his voice was husky “ because if I remember correctly its been just shy of twenty for hours of you begging me to fuck you .. I think your exact words were i'll let you do anything if you just touch me now”. Y/Ns chest heaved , she hated how his words immediately elicited such a physical reaction from her. Whilst she despised it Micheal clearly relished this as he backed away sporting a triumphant smirk .

“Fuck off! You know I can’t afford to have my judgment clouded by sex Micheal” . He let out a grumble as he plopped down her tea on the table in-front her. “Look, I can quite happily play pretend like we have for the past odd years y/ns but are we to just ignore the weird sexual tension , which you restarted by the way?” Micheal was right it scuppered the atmosphere around them and it wouldn’t take long before it started to permeate others air space . Y/n knew it was ultimately a dangerous game to play , like leaving a pot on a roaring flame and hoping its contents won’t bubble up and spill over. “This isn’t a game for me this is my life..” Micheal’s face fell.. he began to gnaw on his bottom lip trying to disguise his disappointment. “Ouch y/n, yeah ok I get you have your doubts about me but I'm taking this seriously .. remember Im putting myself on the line here too, but for you .. its worth it but don’t keep me waiting y/n” . Y/n swallowed sharply. She hadn’t meant to offend him she just wanted to shed light on the severity of the situation… she was about to apologise that was until.

A smile began to emerge on Michaels face. “ y/n meet me back here in an hour , we will take the car there’s something I have to do and I need you with me”. Taking no mind to Y/Ns series of follow up questions and protests he simply began to usher her towards the door. “Pinky promise its all good now go get ready” he winked dotting a quick peck on her forehead before closing the door.

“You were out early” remarked Tommy as soon as y/n entered the manor. He was stationed by the door with his glasses etched down the length of his nose and a newspaper grasped firmly by his hip. “Yes I was , I'm sorry I hope I didn’t wake you I just couldn’t sleep” . There was a moments silence as his gaze drifted up the length of her “I see” he said pensively. Sensing the development of a rather awkward tension Tommy began to adjust his body language in a bid to alleviate it . Making his way to y/n he plucked her hand from her side he delicately held onto it letting his thumb graze across her knuckles “Join me for lunch?’ He said with a wry smile. Tommy had started to take heed to y/ns apprehensive mannerisms .. how she would sometimes recoil at his touches or hesitate before approaching him, whereas before she used to clamour all over him always brandishing that smile he found so infectious. “I have plans within the hour I'm afraid Tommy , I'm sorry”

“No no thats perfectly fine take your time , I should be here when you get back” he said softly scooping her up into his arms . Tommy let out a laboured sigh as he squeezed her into a tighter embrace gently placing a kiss upon the crown of her head “Show me .. show me how to love you so it doesn’t hurt y/n” he uttered breathlessly . He could hear y/n begin to murmur . Looking down into y/ns doe eyed gaze he placed a frail kiss on her lips . This kiss was different it was patient and kind lacking the usual fiery urgency. There was so much y/n wanted to say at that moment but it was apparent Tommy had nothing more to as with one final squeeze he withdrew from her. Picking back up his newspaper he said “ I don’t want to make you late darling …please enjoy your day and like I said ill be here for when your home” and with that he made his way out the door.

After a fairly long car ride the pair had arrived at their destination. Y/n had been far too engrossed in conversation with Micheal to deviate her thoughts from that interaction with Tommy, she had failed to take in her surroundings. So was generally bamboozled as to why they appeared to be on a farm. “Look if you're taking me here to finish me off because I haven’t left Tommy we can talk about it first” she chuckled. Micheal tutted and rolled his eyes “Follow me” he ordered and walked ahead. “Where are we …” moaned y/n as she traipsed behind him. “Awww come on , don’t tell me you don’t realise where we are .. y/n”. Y/n scanned her environment still puzzled until she was suddenly struck with a wave of deja vu as Micheal propped himself against the tree bark . This wasn’t just any old farm field it was in fact the same field from that infamous summer.

“Oh and y/n ..Im keeping true to my promise that day in the barn” . Taking Y/n by the wrist he drew her close to him . In the same formation of that night many years ago he looped her hands around his neck whilst he pulled her in by the waist . Except there was no hesitation this time , Micheal leant in towards y/n .His kiss slow, tender and searching .Lips soft and pillowy , tongue slick and skilful. Y/n could immediately feel herself begin to unravel.

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luneevenfall · 10 months

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For the OC ask game! :3

🍀❤ - Eve

🧊 - Iris

I would've asked 🧊 for Eve too but I already know the answer to that lol

THANK U STARWIGHT! ehehehehehehehe ok lets go

EVE:

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

I'll preface this by giving some MINA LORE: a surprising portion of my new OCs have been cooked up in a strange place - my dreams! I know this might seem a little strange, but it's real! Eve is no different: the original concept for some kind of superhuman characters with red eyes that fight shit, and one whose legs don't move, all of that happened in a dream. As for the visuals, the general vibe is to be inspired off of dolls; and the leg brace is inspired by Ruby from The Path (only real OGs known my GOAT The Path) while the chest brace is inspired off of this one Doll Miku MMD model! (this was true for its first design too)

❤️- What is one of your OC’s best memories? (I hope this is the right question, the heart shows up black on my screen HAHA)

This is a difficult one to answer since most of her old memories are gone, but I think that the one it held onto would be a memory from like, super early childhood; Eve doesn't remember her parents, where she used to live, or any of those things. But she does remember dancing; ballet, to be more specific. Its legs don't move like they used to, but I think whenever she is struggling, it's as if that's the last thing for her to cling onto.

IRIS:

🧊 - Is their current design the first one?

I'm very happy to say yes to that question! 100% the first design, shipped and made just like that HAHA. Iris and Melissa were both made with picrews as their initial inspiration - it was basically like a "twin" maker but i just ended up making two unique characters that looked like an angel and a devil. Everything in her design, from the extremely low-cut dress, to the golden accents, to the red-tinted wings was always just me vibing with that from the start. I still think they're both some of my most interesting designs. As for the vines on their legs, they are part of the body and not part of the outfits. They reflect the powers; softer vines tend to imply powers that are protective, while spiked/sharp vines tend to imply offensive powers. This just turned into "talk about my angel and demon designs" hour LMAO anyways there you go! I'm really proud of them!

#my ocs #original character #oc #lgbtq+#my writing #oc asks #oc questions

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artzychic27 · 2 years

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I was wondering if I can know what the plot or plan for my birthday fanfic? I’m just curious

Coraline Crossover Fic

Cosette’s having a shitty birthday week (Parents, go figure)

Even her friends seem to hardly acknowledge that her birthday’s coming up and mention plans on that day

The only thing that seems to liven things up is the strange gift she gets in the mail… A doll that looks exactly like her

One night, Cosette goes to bed… Only to wake up moments later when they hear scratching sounds. Two mice are taking off with the doll and of course, Cosette goes after them because that’s probably the only present they’re getting this year

She runs all the way to the school where the door is surprisingly unlocked and follows the mice down into the basement… Not creepy at all

The mice lead them all the way to a small door in the very back of the room, and behind the door is some sort of tunnel

And it’s natural for humans to be curious, so of course Cosette’s going through the tunnel

One the other side, they find… The school, only it’s more fancy than they remember

They follow the mice to the classroom and get the biggest shock of a lifetime. Zoé is there wrapping a parents… But she also has buttons eyes

She introduces herself as her Other Friend

Cosette: … Nope! Nope, nope, nope! I’m out!

But Other Zoé convinces her to stay by giving her the present, a rose-gold necklace

Other Zoé then shows Cosette around and they come across the Other Class, not too far off from Cosette’s real classmates, just a little more attentive and some home lives don’t completely suck

Despite it being night, school starts and more button-eyed students head into the school. They’re kinda off, though, as if they have no personality

And another surprise, the Other Austins go to school now

Cosette: Hey! Those three aren’t supposed to be in my dreams!

Don’t worry, they’re nice like Tomassian now

Cosette and the Other Class just spend the night watching some movies in class, have a 5-star restaurant worthy lunch in the cafeteria, and getting into a prank war with the Other Students from Mme. Bustier’s class

… Then Cosette wakes up and it’s time to go to actual school.

Again, nome of its friends seem to be aware its’ birthday is coming up, so as soon as it’s time to go home, Cosette waits patiently for it to be night so it can head back to the school as soon as it sees the mice

Again, unlocked door, basement, go through the tunnel, and hello, Other World!

It’s almost better than last night. This time, the whole school is in the courtyard where Jean and Ismael perform a magic show Paris hasn’t seen since the Eiffel Tower disappeared… Seriously, how did the magician pull that off?

Then it’s morning!

This time when Cosette goes to school, they check to see if they can go through the door during day time

Nope. Door’s locked. So, using the lock picking skills everyone should know in case on an Akuma locking them in a room, Cosette unlocks the door using nothing but their hair clip

They go to the Other Classroom and find a note telling them to go into the auditorium, along with a new beanie, a blue one covered in silver stars

On their way to the auditorium, Cosette runs into their hedgehog, Sonic Cottonballs, only he can talk!

Cosette: How can you talk?

Sonic: I just can. But it makes other animals feel stupid.

Cosette: Understandable.

He warns Cosette of the dangers of the Other World and the Other Friend, explaining the Other Tomassian told him everything (Think my son’s not making an appearance? U dead wrong)

Cosette doesn’t heed the warning and goes into the auditorium. At first, she thinks it’s another magic show, but then the curtains open to reveal Reshma, Marc, Simon, and Denise on high dives. (Immediate panic because there’s only a barrel of water on the stage to break their falls)

But they manage to pull off an amazing trapeze act

Then it’s time to head back to class, but Cosette is stopped by the Other Tomassian. He’s about to tell her something, but then shuts his mouth when he sees Other Zoé glaring at him

Still confused, Cosette heads back to class where there’s a cake that says, ‘Welcome Home, Cosette’ on its desk

Other Zoé offers to let it stay… On the condition that Cosette allow her to sew buttons into its eyes

Cosette: … I bed your pardon?

Jean: So quick, you won’t feel a thing!

Of course, Cosette freaks out and tries to leave. She does… But finds herself back in the Other School, only more desolate than she remembered

She goes looking for help, but the students are no help and just give her these blank looks. Then she comes across the Other Austin Armbruster, the only one he seems willing to talk

But any time he mentions the Other Zoé, he slaps a hand over his mouth until he just can’t take it anymore and runs away

Cosette tries to walk out of the school, but finds anything a mile beyond it flickers and turns into an empty white space. Sonic follows her and explains the Other Friends only created what she thought Cosette would like… Then they’re back at the Other School

Finally, Cosette finds Other Zoé in the art room and appears to be… Sewing a tear in Aurore’s hand? Cosette doesn’t care to ask and demands Other Zoé let her go home. This ticks Other Zoé off and she demands Cosette apologize

Cosette: Hell. Fucking. No.

Other Zoé gets angry, contorts into her true, more evil-looking form, and drags Cosette into the locker room before shoving it in one of the lockers which leads to a dark room, saying it can come out when it learns to be a “good friend”

Cosette’s stuck there alone for a while until three ghosts appear. And one strangely bares a slight resemblance to Austin Tomassian

They warn her of the Other Friends, how she lured them away, then stole their souls by sewing buttons into their eyes. The only way to set them free is to find their eyes, and Cosette agrees to do so just until she finds a way out… Then she gets dragged out of the locker

Cosette’s prepared to fight off the Other Friend, not the Other Austins whose mouths have been sewn shut. After taking the thread out of their mouths, Cosette is dragged back to the basement to go through the other door. They try to get the Austins to come alone, but Other Austin Q’s hand turns to dust the second he sticks his hand through the door. So, Cosette goes through and the Other Austins shut the door behind them, right when the Other Friend yells

Cosette makes it back to the school, locks the door with their clip, and surprisingly, no time has passed, but they don’t care

Cosette runs to the classroom, expecting to find her friends and Mme. Mendeleiev, but they’re nowhere to be found. Seriously, no one knows where they are, and their belongings are still in tue classroom

She’s freaking out, because who wouldn’t in that situation? And spends time alone in the library for the rest of study hall, hoping for maybe a call or text from one of them… Minutes pass, and Sonic approaches her with a piece of paper in his mouth. Cosette looks at sees that it’s a class photo, only everyone but her has buttons drawn over their eyes

Cosette: Oh, that button-eyed bitch! I’m gonna kill her! *Storms out of the library*

Alix: … Do we ask?

Nathaniel: Nah, we’re side characters in this story. It’s actually kinda relaxing.

They go back through the door, this time with stuff to beat the shit out of the Other Friend, including a button-shaped key she finds in Mme. Mendeleieve’s desk. Sonic warns them she won’t let their friends go no matter what

As soon as Cosette finds the Other Friend, they challenge her to a game where they have to find the ghosts’ eyes and their friends, and if they win, the Other Friend has to let everyone free. And if Cosette loses, button eyes!

The time starts now. Cosette finds the first eye in the courtyard, only to be stopped by the Other Jean and Ismael who unwillingly try to stop them. The floor cracks beneath them, and Jean tosses Cosette the eye at the very last second before the floor pulls the two of them through

After that traumatizing moment, Cosette goes into the empty auditorium. And there’s the eye, sitting right on the stage. Cosette goes to grab it, but is then stopped by the Other Marc, Reshma, Denise, and Simon. She stops them by spraying some black paint in their faces and grabs the eye, causing the whole auditorium to chip away

Noticing a couple of rats going up to the library, Cosette follows them and finds the Other Austins, unstuffed with their clothes hanging by a wire

Feelings aside, Cosette goes to look for the final eye, and she does… But the other Aurore, Mireille, and Lacey have it. They taunt her, going on about how no one back home will appreciate her and try to coax her into staying…

Cosette: … Nah! *Grabs the eye*

The rats chase after her and manage to snatch the eye and the key before disappearing somewhere to the school

Time’s almost up, but before Cosette can start panicking, Sonic returns with a dead rat with the eye in its mouth

With the eyes, Cosette returns to the Other Classroom where the Other Friend is waiting with a more… Nightmarish appearance. Oh, and she has the key

Cosette still has to find her class, and eventually does when she hears a tapping noise coming from the photo on Mme. Mendeleiev’s desk. All Cosette needs to do now is plan their escape

She tells the Other Friend she doesn’t know where her friends are, and just as she’s about to grab the buttons, Cosette throws Sonic in her face, grabs the key and photo and takes off down to the basement with Sonic following close behind after scratching out the Other Friends eyes

Freaky spider web scene that left children unable to sleep, Cosette goes to the basement, through the tunnel after shutting the door on the Other Friend’s hand, cutting it off, and locks the door behind her with the key… Oh, and her friends are back, that’s good, too

Later that night, Cosette sleeps peacefully, not even caring that people might forget their birthday tomorrow, they’re just glad their friends are all okay… Until they have a dream where the ghost children thank them for freeing them… Then give a warning.

Ghost Girl: YOU’RE IN FUCKING DANGER!

Cosette figures they need to get rid of the key, and heads to the Seine to dispose of it, but they don’t realize the hand is following them. Just as they’re about to throw the key, the hand attacks Cosette and they struggle for a while until Austin Tomassian rushes over and throws a rock at the hand, shattering it

Apparently, Cosette wasn’t the only person to have a run-in with the Other Friend… No! Not him, ya fools! His cousin! You think this guy is going back to those three?

Cosette throws the key into the Seine, and it’s all over…

Then it’s tomorrow!

As expected, her parents can’t be bothered to say Happy Birthday, Yvette and Jordyn give her sibling birthday punches and new pins for her beanie. It’s not much, but it’s the thought that counts

Then at school, Cosette doesn’t expect much, but then finds out their friends did in fact remember their birthday and it was all a surprise! Yay!

The Fucking End

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #ao3fic #Coraline #birthday fic #mlb oc #miraculous oc

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lilaceas · 1 year

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gold-cold🥞 pt.2

get clean with unclean, i dreamed that you wanted myself to be when drunk past nights my eyes sleepless & trust in god like a nightmare behind walls that

held people. under lonely ate lights & taxis through the storm ocean bleeds against my skin to be beautiful above the mark of a bullet as one lone & kat, named mango i do clumsily & in a roadtrip that lead you everywhere we can go no surprises heartless his veins that i adore to kill in desert i call your name & don't judge too sweet tangerine in the dark light up my wings i was no one i was your woman drunk & cutting deep desexed, yawls wind blows in his back i feel things i saw Shuddering, a junkie says i wasn't but mother & daughter be dizzy sometimes sugar is enough but i fell in love to bones

You feel that? thunder swallowing sky craving death as nothing returns turn off the lies trusting in you when you weren't there & here in her shallow The water eerie wanderlust broken & crying all the fucking time gave me a piece of what draws eels from crevasses; secrets kept jealousy.

brick by brick soften in the old wood gaol wall gasoline & cigars down

amusement park Cold & mortal & mortal falls away. a drunkard, watch me having sex with another one letting fingertips burn-hole beside a church overdose taking sizes & breast don't move & untouched & clean like a throat when you aren't smiling & didn't swallowed my mother's sleeping Pills

while u

i was walking with Lafayette [want it to have been & i need you because you never face me how cool the truth is not for you & if it was] it was in brooklyn, nyc. you bought something to eat, forget-me-not & a donut towards the subway & Emmanuel is sure can't been seen sure about what you asked for money to whether this sickness i'm a woman watering geraniums flowers poisoned addicted the sky was white & dotting lines of your tears no one where its coming exhausted way dolled up waiting all day for the rain jack. make minor things & babydolls at the buildings & cars— virginity filled up with scars how christmas when a soul met nobody Say Yes to the Dress malaysia tv. Santa maria is understandable stuff with anybody! tell you about this woman made you mad & kicking the doors there's nothing there wasn't a child if this wasn't love &

what else is still remember forever though i still want her still want you & she god? where am i? at a hotel room. with the cops all around you don't need to call me because last year i slept with another woman i'd just met— when stars had a fuck when our mind is twisted & with you it's only games & when meet magic began that has no price & you'd buy & intimacy by kissing her mouth & told her no i say yes my mental disease are made to be into a neat little box, Alice! she said. the terror & failures be locked letters even though we met &

it seemed unfair to let you know how faster she is bed

quickly & added in alcohol hurt it will not blow away in the next wind & then suicide

for your money & dirty talk destroyed his Knife is the kind of rain never answer & promises – undead alone & walking down the street, then show me how great beneath concrete & weapons & fissure; like the sea translucent i don't dare …no water know how to be mine

no river & no lake already & petroleum & rainbow & chains

& money bubblegum & past torture cnidae. disturb me say love me : city

left for rats : church & park & subterranean train & stations i am dancing & blind– withot you i feel my veins open wait & see frost milk when the snowgums grow. & touch me & waiting for me gave birth

stood here

since each lie fires me back

to the last five years old to eighteen back in hell there & whoke

cold, & seven crowns with gums screaming aling riding

arterial highways to stay, & to go faith anyone's heart & waiting to die she takes gum she roads the entire city last year

to the traffic st. James the disaster & apocalypse that will never make me surrender i suplicate in a chamber death & offeting predatory lies & hunger to make my life easier.

#writing

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onlyjaeyun · 4 months

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THE BABY FOOTBALL JERSEY 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔😭😭😭😭😭💔 absolutely the cutest i can totally imagine jjongie’s reaction to baby naree in that. low key he would cry LMAO, it would make him SOOOOOOOOOOOO happy.

surprising papa for lunch like !!!!/‘nanak jjongie in his office chair with this tiny little baby on his chest 🥹🥹🥹 the imagery is literally gonna make me sob bae wouldn’t even care about his lunch he’d be too focused on his baby girl like.

i can’t believe sb! has ended 😭😭 it has been a journey forreal <3 thank u for writing the smau of my dreams zadie mwahhhhh i love you so much. i thought it was hard to let go of poison but i think im gonna cry about this for DAYS 🥲🥲🥲

- 🐈‍⬛

he would absolutely cry seeing her in that tiny football jersey like he got it for her even before he found out about the pregnancy and seeing her wearing it would just make him weak in the knees. definitely makes it his lockscreen because its the cutest thing he's ever seen 🥺

you and me both baby i lit love thinking about y/n getting herself and naree all dolled up and ready to visit not only her papa but also her uncles at work, knowing they love having her around bc she always brings in a fresh breath of air into the office. they usually have lunch all together and the boys end up fighting over who gets ro hold her until jongie literally has to send them away 😭

thank YOU so much for all the love and support baby. getting to know you and becoming moots was deffo one of my highlights of this journey and i hope you know how much i appreciate you!!🥺💞

#; mailbox 📬#; strictly business

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sl33pyperson · 6 months

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darcel might be the most painful player character ive made purely bc them and relationships are Bad

karlach is being rly cute like 🥺 do u wanna go on a First Date..... darcy finds that So Fucking Boring, but like, karlachs gonna die soon so might as well ride the wave as long as it goes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ yay sex with the fire lady (darcy if karlach could read ur mind she would be so devastated. then probably tear your limbs off)

and then. the same night. darcy fuCKS THE EMPEROR BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY WOULD!! WHO WOULD SAY U HAVE FUCKED A MINDFLAYER AND LIVED (very surprised theres no like. morning after companion intervention like “ayyo what the fuck”

and now darcy is making 😍😍 eyes at astarion and gale walking into their “i want to be powerful and a god” phases and actively supporting them self destructing. the idea of giving gale the crown might be the only driving force in getting rid of the raphael contract now. also 😍😍 eyes at mizora, darce finds her slightly tacky but hey, fucking with people is fun, not sorry bout ur dad wyll

i feel sooo bad about not being able to take everyone everywhere :((( normally the party is karlach (always need li), astarion (hot pink bitch called breakfast. if i cant lockpick everything i get mad), and shadowheart (babe.). dream team except i fucked up shadowhearts stats i feel

i swapped shadow out for gale for the library “get the tome about the crown” quest amd forgot how i adore him, pleaaasssee im 100% getting that mod which lets me bring everyone for my durge so i dont have to care about Party Stats!!! wyll come here im sorry ur also a warlock i didnt know when i started!!!!! I DIDNT KNOW U COULD LEARN SPELLS FROM SCROLLS WITH WIZARDS AND GALE IS LVL 11 NOW THATS HOW MUCH I DONT SWAP PEOPLE

darcel is a terrible person but they are so fun to play <33 love some fucked up bitches. sataren is fucked up but she still has Morals???? i find it hard to like. make my ocs and even game ocs “realistic” “people”, theres some ppl making crazy amazing stories and i feel like im sitting here smashing dolls together lol, so its fun to play a character thats just dreadful in different ways

#speaking time #bg3 spoilers under cut if anyone actually cares??? i sorta do lol

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miyaagis · 3 years

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oikawa is a handsome man, there’s no denying it. he might be twice your age but his trademark charm never fails to lure you in. too bad he’s your dad’s best friend

+ pairing. oikawa t. / fem reader

+ word c. 2,730

+ warnings. age gap, alcohol, mild degradation, mindbreak, noncon filming, squirting, watersports, mating press, one (1) slap in the ass, u call him uncle but he isn’t, so pseudo-cest? no beta we die like men

+ author n. my piece for the miki mouse whorehouse collab ♡ three weeks late, yes

the mid-afternoon sun burns above you, your exposed skin glowing under its blaze as you try to ignore the bickering of your dad’s friends.

oikawa’s playlist blasts through the speakers, the one with latin songs and that he’s been listening to since he went to argentina (according to uncle makki). you hum along with the beat unconsciously, so close to dozing off that you miss the sound of the approaching steps.

“a drink for the princess.”

flirty brown eyes meet yours through the tinted glass of your sunglasses, his handsome smile making your heart skip as you sit up and take the cold drink from his hands.

oikawa takes the seat next to you, handing his phone over to you to let you choose the next song. his fingers trace the rim of his beer bottle as he watches you type something on the screen before leaning back against the chair.

“my dad will yell at you for giving me alcohol,” you peer up at him, taking the straw between your lips.

he takes a long sip of his beer in hopes of calming down the myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind. it’s sinful how the wet fabric of your swimsuit clings onto your form while you lie under the sun—unbothered. but it’s even worse how the star of those thoughts it’s his best friend’s daughter.

“you’re an adult, you’re allowed to have fun.”

you scoff, “tell him that.”

iwaizumi has never been a strict parent but he likes to play the overprotective dad role every once in a while.

“he’s your dad. it’s kind of his job,” he tilts his head in his friend’s direction, his stare serious before switching into a playful one, “and mine is to be the cool uncle.”

you can’t help but snort, “who said you were cool?”

oikawa fake gasps at your statement, but his posture immediately tenses up as uneasiness takes over his body.

he doesn’t have an idea when it all started, or when did the playful banter between you two turned into this unbearable sexual tension. many nights he has been haunted in his dreams by your cute but taunting smile, poking fun at him until his lips land on yours, and kissing you until you’re reduced to a pathetic whimpering mess.

“–kawa you asshole!”

hanamaki’s voice snaps him out of his trance, both of your heads turning to look at said man as he scolds matsukawa for spilling his drink on the table.

“don’t stay under the sun for too long,” oikawa suddenly stands up, shooting you a forced smirk, “or you’ll get wrinkles.”

you stick your tongue out at him and watch him walk away, staring at his back while a silly smile settles on your lips.

—

the sun has already set when you make your way inside.

you ignore the two drunk men passed out on the couch as you look around for your dad, but when you fail to catch sight of him, you decide to take a look in the kitchen.

oikawa’s shirtless back greets you, his muscles bulging under his tanned skin as he seems to be struggling with a bottle of wine.

“you’re doing it wrong.”

he immediately halts his movements and turns to look at you, “i’m sorry?”

you smirk, “you’re forgiven.”

he scoffs at your little joke, but when you see the hint of a smirk tugging his lips upwards you know he’s enjoying it as much as you are. with a push of your hips, you shove him aside and grab the corkscrew from his hands.

“this, is how you do it.”

he leans on the kitchen counter with his elbow as he observes you do your thing, “you’re being too awfully cocky lately.”

“not my fault you can’t open a wine bottle the right way,” you shrug before smiling triumphantly once it's open, taking a swig of the bottle.

it’s probably the way your eyes gleam under the dim lights, or how your lips look plump and glossy after drinking the wine. either way, the words leave oikawa’s mouth before he can think twice.

“oh? care to tell me what else i don’t do the right way?”

you watch as he takes the bottle from your hands and takes a sip, “you’d be surprised. i know more than what you may think.”

“i doubt it.”

“try me.”

the words hang in the air, the hidden meaning begging to be addressed but you stare at each other in silence, your chests heaving up as you wait for the other to make a move.

“do you know what’s been on my mind lately?” he’s the first one to break the silence, his figure looming above you while his hand moves to rest on your hip.

your breath hitches as you shake your head. gone is the playful gleam in your eyes, his stare feeling as if he’s a predator and you the helpless prey.

“you.”

he pauses, gauging your reaction while you feel your heart pounding wildly in your chest.

“oi!”

you both jump at the sound of your dad’s voice. iwaizumi stands behind you with his car keys on hand, exhaustion evident in his posture.

“they’re hammered, i’m going to drive them home. you need a ride?”

the question’s directed at oikawa, who’s suddenly feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.

did he see anything? he wonders. but the tired look in his best friend’s face lets him know he doesn’t suspect a thing.

“nah, i’m good,” the odd look iwaizumi sends his way prompts him to come up with an excuse, “i’ll clean up and then i’ll be on my way out.”

on a normal day, iwaizumi would’ve refused. but if he could escape your mom’s wrath after the mess they made, then he’d take it in a heartbeat. good thing she’s out on her casino night.

“thanks, man. see you around.”

you both watch as he exits the kitchen, the tense atmosphere remaining even after hearing the front door close behind the three men.

you can’t help but deflate a bit, sensing the ‘moment’ between you is gone.

“where were we?”

your eyes widen and refuse to meet his, choosing to fiddle with your fingers as you repeat what he said earlier in a small voice, “you said… you said you were thinking of me.”

oikawa has to stop himself from cooing at your nervousness, humming instead as he takes one step in your direction.

“mhm, all day,” his hands snake around your waist to pull you flush against him, “i’ve been thinking about fucking you.”

a small gasp leaves your mouth, a satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

“you enjoyed teasing me, didn’t you? parading around in that slutty swimsuit of yours with your tits spilling out of your bra?”

he hauls you up by your waist and places you on the granite counter, settling himself between your legs, “i could see your nipples getting hard, begging to be kissed,” one of his hands leaves your waist and moves upwards to pinch your nipple. he can’t help but coo at the faint whimper that escapes your lips, “hmm, so cute.”

oikawa’s lips connect with yours, his other hand holding you by the back of your head while the other keeps rubbing the hardened nub. once his tongue glides into your mouth, breathless moans fill the kitchen.

“a-ah, uncle tooru,” you run your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.

he starts to make his way down, kissing your neck and collarbone before he reaches your chest. his teeth graze your hard nipple, toying with it while a large hand moves down between your legs and pushes the fabric covering your pussy aside.

two long fingers prod between your folds, sliding in easily and making you groan.

“naughty girl, so wet already,” he rasps in your ear, throat dry at the sight of your wet folds.

the wetness dripping from your hole immediately coats his digits, making it easier for him to tease your insides. the pads of his index and middle fingers curl upwards to touch the soft walls, massaging them in slow movements.

“mm, fuck–” it’s exhilarating how good he’s making you feel just with his fingers, pulling moans so effortlessly out of you.

“feels good, hm?”

“yes, yes, so so good–” your head falls limp against his shoulder, your hands resting on his biceps as you try to hold onto something, “please… faster.”

the pace of his hand picks up while his thumb brushes over your clit, watching you lose yourself in the pleasure. his cock hardens at the filthy sounds of your pussy sucking his fingers in and your wanton moans.

“so needy,” he murmurs, a breathless chuckle falling right in your ear, “be a doll and cum for me. will you? c’mon, baby. i know you can do it.”

your grip on his shoulders tightens, his encouraging words awakening something in you that has you cumming right after. warmth floods your body as you chant his name desperately, the friction of his finger against your clit prolonging your high and making it difficult to catch your breath.

it takes you a minute to recover from the daze, his body-heat overwhelming you and fogging up your mind.

it’s not until he takes his fingers out of your dripping core and has a taste of your juices when he truly feels the lust take over him.

oikawa immediately picks you up from the kitchen counter, your legs wrapping around his torso as he blindly makes his way to your room.

his mouth moves hungrily against yours, your bodies occasionally colliding against the walls since you refuse to let go of each other. once you reach your bedroom, he pushes the door open and places you on the bed, climbing on top of you and latching his mouth onto your neck.

“baby, i need to– hmm,” the roll of your hips against his front causes his cock to twitch in his shorts, “need to fuck you.”

your eyes close when he moves your bra down and starts sucking on your nipple, one of your hands tangling in his hair and pushing his face onto your chest.

“want you so badly, please.”

“don’t worry, princess. i’ll make you cum again, so many times, and fill your needy cunt with my cum,” he murmurs against your chest, his tongue gliding over the sensitive skin while he rolls his hips against your core, “you’re gonna be a good little slut for me, right? bounce on my cock like a bitch in heat?”

you have never heard something so filthy leave his mouth, the promise of another orgasm sending a jolt down to your center.

“y-yes, i’ll do whatever you want! just please, fuck me.”

“yes, what?” his eyes glint with malice as he looks down at you, waiting for you to reply.

“yes... sir.”

a captivating smile graces his lips as he moves up from your chest to your face, his mouth hovering right above yours, “good girl.”

before you can process his words, he flips you on top of him, his hands going straight to your ass and squeezing the flesh. you notice the hardness underneath you and you have to stop yourself from bucking your hips against it.

with a tap on your butt, he signals you to lift your hips, taking off his shorts and turning to the side to place them somewhere. but in your drunken state, all you can focus on is on the cock in front of you, the flushed head glistening with pre-cum and causing your mouth to water.

he’s turning around when you wrap a hand around his girth, making him jolt under you before you lift your eyes to stare back at him.

“patience, baby. i’m not going anywhere,” he chuckles at the same time you rub his cock between your folds. his eyes stare intensely at you, watching you coat him with your juices before aligning him with your hole, “shit, i wish i could watch you like this forever.”

“you can have me whenever you want, sir. i’m yours.”

his cock parts your lower lips as you start sinking down, the vein on the underside of his shaft rubbing deliciously against your walls until he’s bottoming out. his hands rest on your hips, letting you get used to the stretch before he starts to rock you back and forth, slowly.

“feels so good… m-more.”

strong arms wrap around your waist, bringing your torso down until your breasts are pressed against his chest. his thrusts become intense, making you squeal as his laugh reverberates in his chest. he slaps your ass with one hand, groaning when your walls clamp down around him.

“tightest cunt i’ve ever fucked,” he groans.

“h-harder, fuck me harder,” you plead and, in a matter of seconds, he’s ramming his cock into you just like you asked. the friction of his length against your insides makes you dizzy, your mind wandering to how would it feel to be filled with his seed, “god– ugh, want your cum.”

“hm? my pretty little cumslut wants to milk me dry?”

he pushes you up as he slows down his pace, whines leaving your mouth in frustration. oikawa helps you bounce on top of him, his pelvic bone brushing against your swollen clit which causes your orgasm to approach faster than expected.

“‘m so close,” your rhythm falters, hips moving back and forth desperately in search of that delicious friction, “gonna cum, sir. please, make me cum.”

oikawa’s grip on your hips tightens, one of his hands moving down to your clit and rubbing it in fast circles, “shit– so tight,” he moans when you clench your muscles around his cock, feeling it twitch inside of you, “fuck, fuck, i’m cumming!”

he barely manages to rasp out before warm spurts of cum paint your walls, his cock throbbing against them while he keeps moving in and out of your hole. you follow suit, your pussy trembling around him as you both ride out your orgasms.

his cock visibly twitches once it's out of your cunt, lying flat on his stomach while white cum slowly drips on top of it. spreading your asscheeks, he stares at your glistening cunt and watches your juices coat him before flipping you onto your back. his entire weight rests on top of you, caging you in a mating press and entering your raw walls again.

“s-sir, no more! ‘m too sensitive– ah,” your legs are shaking at the overstimulation, his cock reaching so deep that you can feel it nudging at your cervix.

he grunts as he keeps thrusting into you, his balls slapping against your ass while you try to fight him, “one more, baby.”

“i-i can’t! no, no, no, please...” your nails dig in his muscles, a futile attempt to get him to slow down.

the slapping of skin on skin is loud, your cries encouraging him to drill harder into your pussy until he’s flooding it with his thick cum.

“shit, princess. of course you can. isn’t this what you wanted? you’re such a slut for me, i’ve known it all this time.”

you know you want to cum, but another tingling feeling settles on your belly and, after a perfectly directed thrust from his part, you gush around his cock.

“holy shit.”

everything seems to stop around you, drooling and babbling nonsense as you’re sent into a high that leaves your mind floating, your body growing limp under oikawa as he continues to fuck your hole until he’s filling it again.

the euphoria stops you from noticing when he pulls out, also missing how he remains above you with his softening cock in hand and pumping it slowly. a groan escapes your mouth when a sudden warmth soaks your sweaty skin, making you close your eyes and bask in it.

“fuck, baby,” he angles his cock in your direction, allowing his piss to pour down onto your ruined pussy and down your bedsheets, “look at you, my pretty little slut.

your craving for him was so powerful that you failed to notice the phone standing on your bedside table, angled directly at you. even when familiar moans blare through its speakers after oikawa picks it up, smiling down at it as he readies himself to enter you once more.

taglist. @newfriendjen @tsumue @cyb3rbab3 @lets-go-datehoe @kageyamakock @oneholetickler @idiotgu @kageyama-i-want-tobiors

#oikawa x reader smut #oikawa smut #oikawa x reader #tw.alcohol #tw.degradation #tw.noncon filming #tw.watersports #tw.mindbreak

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marigold-doms · 4 years

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Hey, could I request ateez with a shy s/o (sub) who gets flustered/wide eyed and blushy when the members suddenly act dominant or bust out the dirty talk when in the mood.

Lol, I can just feel that they would have corruption kinks.

P.s. I love your work and I'll be sure to send in more asks if that's ok!

Admin Mika: I shouldn't like this request as much as I do... BUT COMING RIGHT UP!!! I feel like half of ateez just has a corruption kink if it wasn't already a default setting🥴... Some of these reactions ended up being fluffier than I expected... SORRY ABOUT THAT. And p.s. yes love, request as much as you'd like💕~I'll do my best to get to them:)

||Ateez Reacts|| to a shy sub

Hongjoong:

Corruption kink pt. 1

Mind games to the MAX

Tempts you into thinking NAUGHTY NAUGHTy things😏...

Then denies you🤧

Makes you question why you even look flustered.

He goes touching you on "accident" in places that are sensitive.

says certain words/things that send shivers down your spine.

And when you can't take it, you try to appeal to him in your own subtle ways.

"What is it my cute, princess?"

You feel nothing CLOSE to cute.

You're HEATED. He's been eye fucking you this entire night and flaunting his hard on.

Your face BURNS from how you HATE not being able to say what your body craves.

"...nothing..."

He presses himself against you.

Dick hard.

His voice tickles in a hushed whisper by the skin of your ears.

“Really, there’s absolutely nothing my precious baby wants to tell me???”

👁👄👁nope. Im out.

Seonghwa:

Corruption kink pt. 2

He'd wreck u.

This isn't a secret to you or really any atiny

Seonghwa is the king of being in control

Whether it's of your innocence- i promise you he LOVES calling you "sweet girl" "darling" "doll" "flower"

SOFT nicknames. ROUGH treatment.

You are his little toy at this point.

He loves wreaking your pureness—meaning: wear a skirt with no undies.

He’ll actually growl.

Also. Theres something about your eyes crossing and limbs shaking that make this man go INSANE.

OH TEACHER/stuDENT RP!?!? Count this man in.

He already has the ruler in his hand.

Anything with a d/s relationship—his oppa kink is striving

Seonghwa feeds off of this type of roleplay.

It feels to him like he's rUining you-which technically isn't that far off from reality.

Yunho:

*deep inhale*

Size. Kink. SCREEEECH

He wont shut up about how tINY you are.

It scrambles his mind when he thinks about how you can't take him.

If anything he’s more internally affected by your innocence than he is of outwardly expressing how turned on he is by you.

How delicate and youthful you seem until he just intimidates you with how much he has to offer your body.

As soon as something remotely dirty comes out of his mouth, you instantly avoid eye contact.

Yunho adores the gesture. You look so cute in his eyes when you get like this.

All shy and quiet

“Come sweetheart, look at me...”

You cover your eyes—almost in a scared child-like manner.

He melts.

Makes this man want to give you a reason to cover your eyes so frightfully.

Yeosang:

Yeosang seems like the one that surprises you with how NOT innocent/shy he is.

It’s rather cute when one of you accidentally gets the other one worked up.

It can really go both ways.

Yeosang isn’t good when it comes to gauging his strength, not that he’s insanely strong...

He just ends up grabbing you closer to him. Not expecting that his sudden strength causes you to feel flustered.

You reaction is what actually ends up turning him on.

The way you bit your lip or turn away from his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Yeosang nonchalantly tries to catch your gaze. Slowly smiling wider when he notices that you’re increasingly getting shy. “Did I do something bad, Angel?”

You bury your face into his neck and he laughs endearingly.

“I wasn’t even trying to baby, I’m sorry~”

San:

Corruption kink pt. 3

...do... do I dare say it???....

Somonophilia

Guys... its something about this kink that i KNOW dom!san is into...

The way your face would look from waking up with him iNSIDE OF YOU????

Your reaction of being super embarrassed that youd even dream of something like this but—

its not a dream.

San is actually fucking you.

Its real.

He’s smirking down at you darkly.

“Honey... you shouldn’t be sleeping in my clothes...” he starts at a fast pace. Loving how your body instantly grabs at him. “You make daddy want to ruin your innocent body.”

Mingi:

You see,

Im conflicted.

Mingi can like either/or:

1) a NastYy slut that only wants to pleasure him...

2) a super “clueless” doll that bends at his might

In this case, we are talking about #2 so...

Mr. Mingi here probably is the type to give you rules.

He’d like for you to voice out things that he makes you feel.

It’s not a corruption kink in a sense that he just was you to be vocal about how good he is at teasing you.

He likes to make things out to be your “fault” which is why he likes to act as if you started it.

“You just had to wear this short dress, right princess?” His big hands cupping your ass. “Almost like you want me to start doing something bad to you...”

He LOVEs it when you get flustered and for the moment he’ll even laugh

Wooyoung:

Corruption kink pt. 4

Wooyoung just loves to play with my-your emotions.

He lives off of messing with your mind.

Even in the most chill moments

This little shit-you could be cuddling in bed watching tv or simply scrolling on your phones...

out of compLETE nowhere, he graBs your neck and bites his lip at the sight of how shocked you are.

"Aww baby, you're blushing?"

He mocks the way you shake your head in a sad attempt of denial.

"No? Then why'd you close your legs so fast?"

His eyes stare at yours, waiting for an answer.

"Afraid I was gonna do something bad, love?"

Jongho:

I feel like it’s jongho’s mission to make you at least blush 3 times a day.

If you haven’t blushed at all, he feels like he has done something drastically wrong.

Since you’re his shy baby, it’s honestly the secret whispers that he gives to you when the members are around.

He wouldn’t dare try to make you say or do anything that you are uncomfortable with but this boy loves it when you blush.

I know this is supposed to be a little spicy but I’LL MENTION POWER PLAY LATER.

Jongho only shows his dominance when you are behind closed doors so in the sense that you are getting DOWN in the dirty...

He most likely likes to hear it when you beg for him to use his strength against you.

For the similar dynamic that yunho and Mingi have for a size kink, Jongho LIVES for the thrill of seeing your overwhelmed/shocked face when he suddenly overtakes you.

The fact that you can’t escape from his grasp while struggling to take him—this visual with you in a cute school girl outfit/skirt drives this boy to the EGDE.

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petersasteria · 3 years

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favorite crime || arvin russell

sour masterlist || russell || sour taglist

modern!arvin, mob!arvin here's the sequel in case u want to read it 1,008 words

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He wasn’t good.

Your guts were telling you that something was off about him, but you shrugged it off even though you knew that your guts have never been wrong before. He had an angelic face, a beautiful smile, and he had hair that looked so soft. He looked glowing and whenever the sun shined through the windows of the library, the color of his eyes would pop, making it more obvious. He was beautiful, and he still is.

You didn’t know what it was, but something about him was pulling you towards him. The second he glanced your way and smiled, you were a goner. You were screwed and you knew it. You hated that he had such an effect on you, but you loved it at the same time. It was confusing. He asked you out after meeting for the first time and you immediately agreed. One date became two and quickly, he asked you to be his girlfriend. It was all so fast.

Your friends sensed that he was bad for you because he was so quiet and he seemed super aware of his surroundings as if he was Spider-Man or something. Your friends didn’t like the fact that he started attaching himself to you like a leech. If you went out with your friends, he was closeby. Your friends kept begging you not to tell Arvin where you’re going, but somehow he would always find out. It was creepy, but you told your friends that he was just worried.

One by one, your friends left you because they couldn’t handle being around you anymore. You were blinded by your adoration for Arvin that you didn’t see what your friends were talking about.

You told yourself that you were happy and you were. Truly. It was getting tiring, though. Arvin would always snoop around your phone and he would be extremely jealous. It drove all of your friends and acquaintances away. All you had left was Arvin and you literally had no choice, but to stick with him.

After dating for one month, he told you about the mob business and he promised he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Little do you know, that would change in time.

In your second month, he introduced you to his parents and they seemed to like you. You liked them too and despite being scared of his father, you liked him because he was respectful and decent. His mother, Charlotte, was such a doll and she always made sure you were alright.

In the same month, Arvin told you to stop working. You worked at the library for extra money to go to college. Arvin assured you that he’d take care of you and that you didn’t need college. You disobeyed and went to college anyway. But it only lasted for a few weeks.

You eventually gave in and stopped going to college and stopped working. You lived with him in The Hamptons and you were still getting used to it. The Russell Mansion was big. It wasn’t ideal for starting a family because of its very large size, but it was home. You dreamed of starting a family with him one day and that was coming sooner than you think.

Your relationship with Arvin started being sexual on the fourth month and it seemed as though you and him would have sex a lot. Sure, it was fun, but you missed having something real with him. Arvin loved you, he did. He just felt like the relationship was boring. You didn’t know he felt that way, so you just went along with whatever he wanted. You silenced yourself on purpose even though you knew you could always talk to him.

Six months in the relationship and Arvin proposed all of a sudden. It was a small ceremony and you were ecstatic to start the rest of your life.

Then you got pregnant and it was definitely a surprise. You and Arvin weren’t expecting any child so soon, but he was excited and so were you.

Hayden Russell is the light of your life and he was such a blessing to you and Arvin. You were a stay at home mom and you loved every second of it. Hayden started consuming all your time and as much as Arvin loved his son, he wanted to spend time with you. It annoyed Arvin that you weren’t paying attention to him anymore and that you were always too tired to even see him.

When Hayden turned one, Arvin bought a big apartment on the Upper East Side, so that he wouldn’t grow up around mob related things. You didn’t want to move, but Arvin insisted. He was already stressed with some guy named George and you didn’t want to anger him more. You always thought that he would leave you and you didn’t want that. So, you complied.

You don’t know when it started or how it started, but whenever Arvin came home, he smelled different, he smelled like a woman’s perfume. Then he started coming home less and less until he decided it was better for him to live in the mansion than your apartment. It stung because you had a feeling you knew the reason, but you denied it. You always denied and you always cried about it.

This went on for years and when Hayden turned six, you decided enough was enough. You needed to hire a nanny, so that you could be with Arvin more.

He wasn’t good. He drove your friends away. He clung onto you until he no longer did. He got jealous all the time and he would snoop on your phone without your permission. He controlled you and you followed whatever he said because you think it would make him happy and stay. Arvin was not as innocent as you thought. He was a criminal who you hated because of what he unknowingly did to your life, but for some fucked up reason you loved it. He was your favorite crime.

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a netflix & chill drabble this takes place sometime after part 6 !

summary; Startled and inexperienced, he can’t do anything but rub his hands over your back. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he murmurs, even though it’s not. warning; crying miscellaneous; sad yn , trying his best kook word count; 1.3k

notes; i make a funny couple n y'all are like MAKE THEM CRY!!! so here we are recommended; listen to their song here <3 ( thank u anon who showed me this song ! )

There’s a silly cat clock Doyeon gave you a few months ago that stares Jungkook down every time he enters your apartment. Granted, he isn’t there very often but the thing always manages to creep him out.

Your home is as cute and as colorful as you, with bright pieces of furniture and plants decorating the space as Jungkook sets down a Bundt cake from your favorite shop on the kitchen counter. It’s clean, just how you both like, and spacious despite its size. Jungkook wouldn’t mind spending every day here either, if it weren’t for your cranky old neighbors who complained everytime you so much as breathed too loudly. So most hang out dates are spent at his place, where the closest person besides the two of you is two bricklayers away.

You’re supposed to come home later tonight, or so you’d told him. Something about work dragging on and them needing you. Jungkook doesn’t mind waiting, in fact, he enjoys sitting in your private space when you’re not here just fine. Something about a place that smells like you, from the curtains to the silverware, makes his heart feel good.

Like sitting outside on a sunny day, the warm rays beating down against his skin. Or like the little teasing glimpses of sunlight that stream in through his curtains in the morning, wake him from a deep slumber with their soft kisses against his skin. It feels good to sit in your sunshine.

He’s barely settled on the couch, flicking through your extensive collection of Barbie movies when the door slams open, hits the wall behind it from the force. He flinches, glancing up to find you stoically standing at the entrance. “Hi…?” he says, turning his attention away from the BluRay stack to his trembling girlfriend at the door.

The usual bubbly greeting you offer him every single time is nowhere in sight, bag huffily thrown to the ground besides your shoes. Jungkook rises from his spot on the couch, carefully rounding the living room area until he’s beside you as you practically rip your coat off. “Hey,” he murmurs, hands on your shoulders before you can hurt yourself in your fit of rage. Over what? Well that’s what he’s trying to find out.

You inhale sharply, exhale even tighter. “Can we,” you pause, eyes fluttering shut. “Can we postpone date night?” you ask after a beat. Jungkook watches you, takes in the muscles that work at your jaw, the fists that clench at your sides.

“That’s fine, baby,” he agrees. He slides his hands down your arms, wraps them around your wrists carefully. When he raises them up to press his customary kiss against your knuckles, they’re stiff and shaky. “What’s up?”

Despite his hold, you wiggle away, roughly rubbing at your eye with one hand that you slap down against your side afterwards. “I just, I don’t wanna,” another stuttery huff, “I can’t tonight, Kook.”

He nods understandingly, side steps the two of you over to the couch closest to the door until he can lean against the back of it, pulling you between his legs. “What’s bothering you?” he inquires gently, rubs his thumb over the knuckle you haven’t brushed off.

You scoff, but he’s not sure at what. “I just have a lot going on, Kook,” you explain, more snippy than usual. Jungkook doesn’t take offense; you hardly ever acted like this with him. “It’s just— at work,” you choke, “they keep asking me to do things, that I— stuff I don’t know,” you ramble, and then it happens.

It’s slow, so devastatingly slow that Jungkook doesn’t have time to prepare for it. It’s one and then a second, two fat tear drops that slip from the inner corners of your eyes, paint stark trails down your cheeks. “And I-I can’t tell them that,” you stutter, breath hitching, “because I’m just, I’m just a-a-“

“Hey, hey,” he soothes, instinctively pulling you into his arms, where you finally dissolve into a sobbing mess unlike anything he’s ever seen before. They’re not mere sniffles or whimpers, but full blown cries that wrack your entire body against his, pained gasps for breath against his chest. Startled and inexperienced, he can’t do anything but rub his hands over your back. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he murmurs, even though it’s not.

Your sobs worsen, knees buckling quickly, and Jungkook only has half a second to catch you before you fall down. His quick interception has the both of you sinking to the ground as you slowly but surely fall apart in his hands. “I-I don’t wanna be there anymore,” you cry, hands wrapped around his back tightly. “Please, Jungkook, I-I can’t.”

“I-I,” he says quietly, anxiously.

In all the months you’ve been dating, it’s surprising how happy the two of you are. Not like Jungkook expected you two to hate each other after a certain point, or become annoyed with each other. But there’s always been a sort of comfortable aura that surrounded your relationship, like everything was always okay and that was that.

Now, in the past few weeks, he’s come to learn everything was not always okay and it was good to acknowledge that, but he’s never really seen… this. Aside from the fight you two had on your anniversary, Jungkook can barely recall a time you’ve cried like this. Sure, you teared up during movies, at the news. But that was pretty much it. This— this uncontrollable sobbing, your heart so vulnerably on the line —was unfamiliar.

Yet despite his lack of knowledge on this area, on this side of you, he finds himself wanting to help you right away. It’s only natural as your boyfriend that seeing you like this rightfully distresses him. Your sobs make your body shake, muffled as they may be, and he doesn’t think this is something you, his absolute sunshine, should suffer through.

“I’ve got you,” he shushes, holds you close to his chests like if he squeezes tight enough maybe he’ll hold your heart together for you. “Breathe with me, doll,” he urges, forcing his own breath to slow.

It takes a few rounds and a few encouragements before you even start trying, wavering breaths slowly warming the front of his shirt. “That’s it, that’s it,” he murmurs, hand gently patting the back of your head until your sobs become sniffles, occasional jerks of your frame against his.

Still, Jungkook lets your emotions settle. The two of you remain by the floor, his back pressed against the back of the couch. You’re still halfway in your coat, bag thrown by the door, but Jungkook doesn’t mind. He holds you in his arms, strokes your head and your back until you stop trembling. He hums to fill the silence, let’s the words of a song he heard before decorate the space between you.

“You’re the dreams I’ve always wished,” he croons, “a chance to be better.” He rests his chin on your head, lets his eyes flutter shut as the killer grip you have on his shirt finally weakens, your hands blindly reaching to tangle around his neck. “Flowers in my path... my love.”

It’s a little while later that you finally recover. “That’s my favorite song,” you murmur, voice hoarse and low.

Jungkook nods, patting your back. “Mm,” he agrees, “I know.” You don’t say anything more, just remain in his warm embrace. Eventually, your body goes limp, breath slowing until he realizes you’re asleep. Jungkook shifts you in his arms, turns to look at you with your mascara-stricken cheeks and puffy eyes. You're fast asleep after your startling show of emotion, and Jungkook’s heart softens in his chest.

“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” he says to himself, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he gathers you into his arms.

A cloud passes over his sun, strips it of its warmth.

It doesn’t last long.

Jungkook is always waiting patiently on the other side.

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