#did you know when i saw the video title I thought he was gonna quit youtube at first? holy shit I was in such denial
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i hate talking about someone on the anniversary of their death (or in this case, when we learned he died), because it never feels right, especially for someone who would rather us celebrate his life. but... fuck, dude, it's been a year. how has it already been a year?
i still think about how he would've been 24 this year, which is the same age as my brother, which thinking about it like that is... idk, it just really fucking sucks.
Just... whatever you're going through today, it's okay. It'll be okay. I promise. You are certainly not alone in whatever grief you are going through.
#tw grief#i still remember that moment i came across the video#did you know when i saw the video title I thought he was gonna quit youtube at first? holy shit I was in such denial#my mind had refused to think the worst had happen and would rather he never make content#my one regret is discovering him and becoming a fan so so late. like spring 2021#i barely got to enjoy his content while he was around for a year so. yeah. i wish he had more time
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Visual Stimulation
I’ll proceed with the asks tomorrow but currently I feel like there's a shameful lack of Sejanus smut across tbosas tags so I decided to fix that
Modern Sejanus is definitely the type of guy who has a secret OF account. Not for money purposes, he just feels like showing off sometimes and he loooooves the validation. He has never told Coryo, because he knows that Mr Future President™ would tell him off for jeopardizing his own reputation like that. But reader on the other hand is just a horny girl who likes to do a little browsing to help her meet her needs…
nsfw / mdni / no specific dom/sub dynamics
Coryo was away for the weekend just in time for your ovulation and you were so horny that you felt like your brain was gonna explode. Or something else.
You were just scrolling some socials on your laptop, bored out of your mind and decided to check out some adult content to get a bit of stress relief.
None of the guys in the pictures did anything for you until you stumbled upon a fit looking man with a very pretty cock that reminded you of something you had seen before but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. Probably that was some well known pornstar. What else could it be?
You clicked on the profile and scrolled through some pictures and videos, but none of them showed the guy's face. Just some footage of him using the fleshlight, some pretty tasteful dick pics, cumming video, more dick pics…
The next one was titled “Morning workout in the park”. Interesting… You clicked on that one and saw the guy sitting in the grass leaning against a tree.
Judging by the lighting it was very early, right after sunrise and the park was still empty. You clicked on description and it read:
“Hey guys! Went out for a morning run once in a blue moon. My jogging pants felt kinda restrictive, therefore I decided to get rid of them and do a little show off wearing only my little running shorts. Looks much better like that, doesn't it?”
It looked good indeed. You bit your lip as his big hand kept palming his hard-on through the thin fabric of the tiny shorts. You could hear some moans and groans and for some reason they sounded very familiar.
You wiggled out of your panties and kicked them away bringing your hand down to your wet cunt right away. You started rubbing your clit and a small moan escaped your lips. He was so fine. You just wished for him to take those shorts off asap.
Then the young man turned the camera to his face and you gasped in shock, almost falling out of your bed.
It was Sejanus. smiling suggestively, small drops of sweat glistening on his forehead from the workout he’d just finished.
“I fucking love it when the sun comes out,” he spoke into the camera. “It always lifts my mood up. You know what else gets really excited about the sun?”
He turned the camera back to his crotch and let the tip of his cock slip out of those loose little shorts. It was thick and hard and it twitched against his strong thigh as he kept speaking, making your pussy impossibly wet.
“It feels so good, fuck! I wish y’all could be here with me.”
God you wished that too. Your fingers moved on your clit rhythmically as you watched Sej letting his whole manhood slip from the leg opening of the shorts and starting to stroke himself. His cock looked so good in the morning sun and the sounds he was making went straight to your pussy.
You felt like those small stifled moans were about to bring you over the edge at any moment now and you threw your head back in pleasure as you suddenly heard his voice right there in your room.
“Like what you see, huh?”
It took a couple of seconds for you to register that he was actually there and after that you slammed your laptop shut and covered your exposed private parts with the oversized t-shirt that you were wearing.
“Sejanus! What are you doing here!?”
“The door was open and I thought I would surprise you,” he gave you a cheeky smirk.
“Well you certainly did. How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough to realize that you really enjoy my little hobby.”
You felt your cheeks flooding with red. It felt so embarrassing to be caught like this.
Sejanus just gave you a flirty smile and made a few steps closer.
“I don't mind at all, princess. In fact I hope everyone who enjoys my videos looks as good as you while doing it.”
“How about I put on a little live show for my favorite viewer?”
You just nodded, still not fully recovered from the surprise.
Sejanus stood in front of you and started unbuttoning his shirt while moving his hips like a true professional. Who knew he had it in him.
Soon he revealed his toned torso and pulled down his pants with a cocky grin. He loved the way he made you feel. Still kinda confused, but extremely aroused.
You got in a more comfortable position and let your hand play with your cunt again, looking at the dark haired boy with pure lust in your eyes.
He teased you, brushing his hand over his cock while it was still in his briefs and you could see that he was already hard.
You breath hitched when he finally let his thick member spring free, bouncing against his lower abdomen. He gave it a few lazy strokes and crawled into your bed.
His hand immediately reached for your clit and a soft whimper escaped your lips as soon as you felt his fingers pressing against your most sensitive spot.
“So wet for me already,” he cooed before pressing his plump lips against yours in a steamy kiss. Then he moved down to your neck, sucking at the soft skin in a harsh manner that would probably leave some marks.
“Do you mind if I fuck you now?” He whispered against your skin.
“God, I need you to fuck me!” you sounded embarrassingly desperate as your pussy was literally melting underneath his fingers.
Sejanus pulled your t-shirt over your head and licked his lips marveling at your titties.
“Would you please get on your knees for me?”
You obeyed immediately, desperate to have him inside you already.
“Such a needy girl,” he teased, sliding his leaking tip up and down between your folds.
“Sej, if you don't get to it now, I swear…” you hissed and pushed your ass against his cock.
Sejanus chuckled amused by your despair and slowly pushed his girthy member inside your dripping wet cunt.
You felt immediate relief as he started moving in and out, digging his fingers into your hips.
You moaned softly, feeling his cock stretching you out so nicely.
“You’re so thick, Sej. Fuck!”
“It's just your perfectly tight pussy. Damn, feels so good,” he praised you as his pace grew faster and you kept pushing against him, lewd sounds filling the room as your naked bodies kept slapping together.
You felt your arms growing tired so you lowered yourself against the mattress and pressed your face into the pillow, your muffled moans filling the air.
“It looks so good from up here,” Sejanus spoke in a teasing tone as his thrusts became even harder.
“Maybe you should guest star on my channel. I bet we would go viral.”
The thought alone of being displayed for everyone while Sej fucking you like the horny slut you were made your walls clench around his cock.
Sejanus groaned, feeling his climax nearing from the warm embrace of your tight pussy.
“I’m so damn close,” you whispered before biting into the pillow as you felt his cock hitting against your sweet spot repeatedly.
“Me too baby. Oh god, I think I’m gonna…” the sentence was cut off by a deep grunt and you felt Sejanus's cock twitch before shooting his load deep inside your pussy.
Getting filled by his warmth brought you over the edge and you came simultaneously, drenching his dick in your juices.
You felt the pillow underneath you getting damp from your hot breath as Sejanus continued with a few sloppy thrusts, fucking his cum deeper inside your pussy.
Then you sank down on the sheets panting heavily. Sejanus laid next to you looking like he could easily do a few more rounds right away. His morning workouts certainly did him good.
“Oh god I really needed this,” you said, still catching your breath.
“Me too, I'm really glad I caught you like this,” Sejanus chuckled softly before pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“By the way, the offer to make that video still stands.”
#i know this trope is as old as the world itself#but i just needed to get it out there#sejanus plinth#sejanus plinth x reader#sejanus plinth x you#sejanus x reader#sejanus x you#thg#the hunger games#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#tbosas#thg tbosas#oneshot#cts post
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it's you, it's you, it's all for you (everything i do)
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eddie asks about buck's coma dream, 6x11 coda
(also the title is from video games by lana del rey because they're playing a video game in this sdlfgjh okay enjoy)
“So,” Eddie says after they’ve both died in the video game. Christopher got it recently and already completed the entire game — a magical quest one that ends with them fighting off an evil wizard that turns into a dragon. Very Maleficent, if you ask Buck.
“So?” Buck echoes, looking over at him. They’re sitting on the floor, backs resting against the couch. Eddie looked at him curiously when he plopped onto the ground, but a couch feels like a little bit of a sore subject at the moment.
Especially when his mom recently bought the largest, ugliest, most uncomfortable sofa Buck’s ever sat on. It’s an eyesore. And it is, unfortunately, taking up half his loft.
It feels kind of pointed. Like the universe is trying really hard to tell him something. He figures he better figure it out soon, because he doesn’t feel like getting struck by lightning or something.
Again.
Point is, Buck wants a comfortable couch. It doesn’t have to be huge, or have reclining seats, or anything, but it needs to feel right. He needs to sit on it and feel like he’s home. Like he can relax and shed some of the pressures of the day.
It might be a lot to put on a couch, but Buck’s willing to wait.
So, basically, they’re on the floor.
“What was I like? In your dream? I mean, I was in it, right?”
“Kind of?” Buck tilts his head, scrunching his nose as he looks at it. “I don’t think you’re gonna like what my subconscious came up with.”
Eddie shrugs, leaning against the couch, head tilted slightly. He’s very pretty, Buck’s been noticing. Not that there has ever been a moment where he thought Eddie was unattractive, but it’s been a kind of new discovery to realize the small smile on his face as he waits for Buck to move on makes his heart swoop.
It’s not a new feeling, either, just one he wasn’t ready to look at, yet. He’s still not quite there, if he’s being honest with himself.
It’s just—
Eddie’s couch fits him, Eddie, and Chris pretty comfortably. Buck’s spent an awful lot of nights (and a lot of awful nights) sleeping on this couch. And it’s not like Buck’s ready to put this couch in his loft or move into Eddie’s house so he can sit on this couch all the time, but. Maybe soon he’ll be okay with…sitting on it, or something.
And he thinks Eddie might grab some beers from the fridge and sit beside him.
“I still wanna know,” Eddie says, low and soft, quiet under the repetitive tune of the video game still playing on the TV.
“Okay,” Buck says. “Well, I didn’t see you.”
“You saw everyone else but you didn’t see me? I thought we were best friends,” he teases.
“We are. You were alive in it. Chim mentioned you.”
“Your subconscious puts Chimney over me?”
I think my subconscious knew that if I saw you and you weren’t the Eddie sitting in front of me, I wouldn’t know how to cope, he thinks, but keeps the words to himself. Rolls his eyes fondly and mumbles a “shut up,” instead.
“No, seriously. Here I’ve been considering you my friend, bringing my son to see you in the hospital — sneaking him into the ICU, by the way, because he wouldn’t leave the hospital without seeing you—”
“Really?” Buck asks, and he hates the awe in his voice. He hates the way, even after all this time, he doesn’t know how to trust that people want him around. Not fully, anyway.
Eddie catches onto it. Of course he does.
“Buck, of course. Chris needed you to come back. We all did.”
Buck hears the silent I needed you to come back. He doesn’t point it out.
He swallows around a tightness in his throat.
“Oh,” he whispers. Eddie snorts, looking at him fondly.
“Yeah. Oh.”
“You didn’t have Chris. In my dream,” Buck blurts.
“Your parents fought for custody and won. You—I didn’t know you. In the dream. Or, you didn’t know me, but, hell, it’s my brain, right? So I knew. I knew you fought like hell to keep him, but your hours in the end—Eddie, I hope you know I don’t think I, like, am the reason you have Chris. You’re the best dad I know, okay? I know you would do anything in the world for him, I was just living in my worst case scenario, and—”
“I didn’t have you,” he says simply. “I would do anything for my son, obviously, but without the right help, without Carla, I can only imagine the kind of hell my parents would’ve given me.”
Eddie’s looking at him so gently that Buck would trip over the feelings he’s spilling onto the floor if he weren’t sitting down.
“You’re not wrong to assume our lives would kind of suck without you, Buck.”
“My life sucked without you. You were the first person I thought of, when I woke up in that dream. You and Christopher,” he admits softly, his words washing over them like a blanket. Eddie scoots closer. Buck can’t tell if the action is intentional or not, he just knows that from one second to the other there’s a new, unmistakable warmth along his side.
“Yeah?” Eddie asks, like he can’t believe Buck. Like he can’t believe he got lucky enough to have him sit here and admit that Eddie and Chris were the first tethers, his first pulls back home.
“Yeah. Always. Fought to come home, y’know.” Buck hopes it comes off casually. Hopes it comes off like his heart isn’t lodged in his throat, like maybe the 118 is his home, but Eddie seems to get it, anyway.
Eddie knocks their shoulders together, and it’s a quiet promise. They both know, he’s pretty sure. They both know they’ve got something going, something good, something with a couch and a house and a family. A love Buck doesn’t have to die to experience.
But it’s not the right time. Close. Just hovering around the corner. Buck can be patient for once in his life; Eddie’s worth everything.
He picks up his controller, silently asking if he wants to go again.
Eddie nods, but his finger hovers over the play button. His brown eyes are warm and dark when they land on Buck’s, and it takes mental effort to remember he needs to keep breathing when Eddie smiles at him — soft and fond and flushed a peachy pink.
“For the record,” he says, clearing his throat like the words don’t know how to come out. “I always fight to come home to you, too.”
Buck’s character dies three times in a row, the words home to you on an endless loop in his mind.
Yeah, he thinks. Knows, really. Soon.
#bia fic but it's NOT on ao3 this time tho i will probably post it on there later hsdflkjgh#bia.fic#buddie#buddie fic#911 spoilers
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hi im gonna write a drifteris fic (with different names) for a creative writing contest but i desperately need a prompt, you are The Drifteris Person™ and i would trust you with my life so please do you have any prompt recommendations 😭
I do not know when I became the Drifteris person but, while I feel unworthy of the title, I will try my very best to give you something lovely. If at some point in future you wish to share what you've written I would love to read it. Anything I can do to increase the amount of Drifteris in the world delights me intensely.
Here's a bunch of story ideas for things I might write some day that you (and anyone else who wants) are free to use (ideas are not stories - take them, use them, write your thing and revel in the glory that is human creativity). Some are quite unoriginal, but the thing about writing is if you get too original no one can relate to it, so always give yourself permission to do something that's already been done. Only you can write a thing like you. No matter what the base idea is, the actual writing is still your own.
Specifically set in Beyond Light: Europa (because I feel robbed we did not get enough of those two in BL - for research, watch the awesome cutscene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAD6E_vESJY&t=18s or the videos of their conversations with the player by the fire)
Exo Stranger is busy and there's a strange signal so they go investigate
They find something in an ice cave
Why did they leave Europa? (We just showed up one week and they were gone - maybe there was a specific reason that caused them to run off?)
There is a blizzard and one of them is late coming back from a patrol so the other goes out looking for them
Ice fishing gone wrong
Snowball fight
Scenes from learning how to use/practicing Stasis
More generic anytime/anywhere:
One calls the other after waking up from a bad dream
"Saw this, thought of you." (bonus points if it seems vaguely insulting on the surface but is actually really sweet)
Cooking lessons
Pick a location in the game, think of a reason for Eris to want to investigate something there and drag the Drifter along in a similar manner to the Eidolon Pursuant clothing ( https://www.ishtar-collective.net/categories/eidolon-pursuant-suit-warlock?highlight=eidolon+pursuant )
The Drifter takes Eris fishing to one of the fishing spots in game (why does she go with him? she lost a bet? or perhaps she asked him to take her fishing and he's nervous about them getting shot? so many possibilities!)
Drifter shows up on the Moon having fixed something for her (maybe he stole it and she didn't know he had it? maybe she asked him to fix it so he made it better? maybe she didn't know it was broken? maybe he broke it?)
She shows up to the Annex because he asked her to come look at something he found after one of the Salvage operations on Titan (and of course he never mentioned it to anyone because Drifter be like that)
Immaru says some shit to Eris and gets bullied (the possibilities are endless - I support more Immaru bullying in the world)
Eido asks Eris about something the Drifter once said to her and wants an explanation of what that 'human custom' means (it is of course something Drifter-terrible - or maybe not - perhaps it’s emotionally revealing and he never expected Eido to notice never mind ask about it - you decide!)
Ikora asks Eris to investigate something in a lost sector and Eris brings the Drifter along (or the Drifter finds out Eris is going and shows up uninvited - I love lost sectors - they're such interesting bits of the game and easy to explore for research purposes after you've cleared them out)
Go in game to one of their locations (Annex or the Moon or Athenaeum...) and wander around looking at the details. Find something intriguing. Have one of them ask the other what it is and why it's there (why the hell does Eris have Hive eyeballs floating in her bowl in the Athenaeum? Seriously... what is she even doing with that?)
Sometimes I just go stand beside Drifter in the Annex or Eris on the Moon and listen to their idle diaogue and then go “I wonder what that was all about. There’s a story in there!” and get inspired.
I will stop now or I'll just keep going on forever. I would love to read any/all of these. Please write them. I may write them too at some point but that’s ok. There’s no such thing as too much Drifteris.
#destiny 2#writing#drifteris#the drifter#eris morn#moonrat#mods are asleep post drifteris#ask#writing prompt
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hello wanted 2 talk about a bunch of fun things from Thursday first show of War All The Time tour 2nite at the Town Ballroom in Buffalo (this will include setlist spoilers)
(starting with a random little video of title track, the rest of it is in the keep reading thingy)
- TURNPIKE DIVIDES FOR THE LAST SONG??? they let her see the light of day!!! i am probably the only person who has heard her at 2/3 of the thursday sets they have seen /lh
- geoff took the piss out of victory records for not paying bands while talking about how i'll be you & jbny are mirrors of each other then played them back to back (also described jbny as their heaviest song.... correct!!!)
- crowd was GREAT. great pits, surfing vibes, actually hell, vibes were just great all around.
- make sure you get there early so you can catch both many eyes & rival schools (steve (thursday) actually played for rival schools today which was cool). i thoroughly enjoyed both sets, and tonight honestly made me a fan of many eyes as a project. i wasn't sure what to expect receptionwise from a buffalo crowd [insert every time i die lore] but everyone showed up for keith (buckley, former singer of etid)/them. i also thought he/they did great, and he seemed genuinely humbled. also saw him around after the show, bro was loading out merch so i didn't wanna bother him, but yeah, dude seemed chill. really enjoyed the songs as well, i'll be spinning them and staying tuned for future releases for sure.
- between that set, everyone just feeling like a true community all night, & a cameo from a local scene legend (if you know hardcore, the singer of terror/buried alive was watching sidestage all show, keith shouted him out hahaha), let's just say i felt like how i'd imagine patriotic americans feel when they hear the national anthem, but the western new yorker edition.
- between rupture and rapture & division st. were probably my favorite non big singles. so great to hear watt in full dude and the crowd was very engaged the whole time
- one thing that really sucks is geoff explained as they came out that pretty much all their instruments randomly got stolen right before they left for tour, so they were a little panicky and stuff but basically, nothing was gonna stop them from having a good time in buffalo (paraphrased). apparently when they were sorting out the tour routing a while back someone told them they should start in toronto but they were like, nah dude, we want to start in buffalo. back to my western ny patriotism analogy, i see. anyways, now that's what i call resilience. they put on a great performamce with such great energy, you can tell this is a band that truly loves doing this whole thing. support the guys extra hard this run.
- as the opening bit of understanding started i looked back at the carnage going on in the giant pit that was open at the moment and had to just. smile at That being a moment people were crowdkilling each other to /lh
- i brought my (digital) point & shoot and shot from the crowd! very stoked on those as i was quite close all show, will update with those once i edit em! will probably also be posting a review kinda thing on my site/ziney thing once i get that back up and published
- one final thing that haunts me is the wonder of what geoff was talking about here in this instagram story post from earlier. i even stuck around after the show (which ended around 10:30) in case... i don't know, thursday were to fly out of some sort of confetti cannon at 11 pm sharp, i have no idea, dude. someday i will ask geoff about Minds Blown - 11.00pm
anyway, every time i've seen thursday this past year of having the joy of really knowing their music (i'd heard of them of course just through being in the scene for years, but had just never listened then) thursdayband has come 2 mean more and more to me and i truly hope they never stop playing together as long as it makes them happy <3
#also fun fact i am still parked down the street from the town ballroom and thursbus in the lot i always park in for shows here#it is 1:30 in the morning#the party ended 3 hours ago and he's still here#thursdayband i love you dearly#thursday band#thursday#geoff rickly#tucker rule#wavernot4love gets 2 the gig#wavernot4lovetalksmusic#do i truly not have a thursday posting tag#insane for a fella who sure does a lot of thursday posting#thursday posting#there she is#post hardcore
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I was gonna do this under a read more, but fuck it. You get to deal with me now.
Nothing is truly original and people need to get over this fact.
Yes, you can make original work, but someone, somewhere is going to find a correlation to an existing thing. It doesn't matter if the original work's artist has never seen what they're referencing, it came from somewhere.
The last truly original thing I have ever seen be created was the Cannonball Loop in Action Park, NJ. And you wanna know something about this monstrosity?
This thing never opened to the public because it was too dangerous even for the testers. Gene Mulvihill was apparently trying to pay people to try this death trap. His own son was even hesitant to try it. The last truly originally creative thing I've ever seen was a death trap waiting to happen.
Human creativity builds off of what it sees; changing it into something for an individual's own palette. A good portion of the time, it's a subconscious thing, you don't even realize that you create something that's similar to something else. It could be something even as simple as "I saw this thing a while back" and just forgot until you see it again.
I linked this before, and I'll link it again. TomSka's video on plagiarism in the arts. He talks specifically about his own experiences with plagiarism (both actual and not actual plagiarism). In all honesty, I do urge every creative to watch.
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I shared this a while back specifically for his "Somerton Scale". Here it is typed out.
No Correlation -> Parallel Thinking -> Subconscious Appropriation -> Inspiration -> Influence -> Reference -> Allusion -> Derivative -> Imitative -> Cloning
So, obvious, the first point (no correlation) and final point (cloning) are straightforward. No plagiarism and blatant plagiarism. It's those in between points that I see far too many people get their fucking panties in a bunch. Most specifically, the two points I want to talk about; parallel thinking and subconscious appropriation.
The first two points kind of go hand in hand. Parallel thinking is the process of two unrelated people having the same idea. Now, why do I personally say that this goes hand in hand with subconscious appropriation? Well, there's a reason why certain riffs in music are called earworms or why an idea might sometimes be called a brainworm. You get an idea from somewhere that you love and you make it your own.
Let's take, for example, I dunno... Counting freckles on your partner. I can't begin to tell you how many times I have read this, quite frankly trope in free harlequin ebooks on Amazon. I used to have time to read a lot when I was younger and I didn't care what it was, as long as it was reading material. Did they all steal that idea from one another? No, they didn't. It's honestly a very human thing that actual real humans do. A person doing something to create a mental image of their partner; wanting to engrave every little detail into their minds. That is an adorable thought and a lot of people do it. I know I would.
It's these two points that I always see people throw the biggest, most absolute infantile tantrums. And, almost 98% of the time, it's always the only correlation between two pieces is the same idea. Yeah, you know my "Elect Death for President" art I recently did? I highly doubt I'm the first person to make art of such a dark concept. Especially since I even got the idea from the Wednesday 13 song of the same name. I'm also writing a fic based off the Creature Feature song A Gorey Demise, which was based off of The Gashlycrumb Tinies. Just because I'm using the lyrics of the song for the chapter titles, it doesn't mean it's plagiarism. Now, if I used the lyrics for the chapter titles, didn't tell anybody that it was based off of a song, and possibly changed the name of the story? Yeah, that might be a different story. But even then, that would more fall into the category of allusion (thinly).
As I previously mentioned, we see and hear things we like, it doesn't matter what the media is. Music, stories, movies, tv shows, even just the world around us, and locks it away into a place that we call our own. We make up our own little ideas based off of these things our minds take in; it gets twisted into our own personal tastes. Sometimes people just don't remember where they might get an idea from. Or, they do know, but it's just a small thing, it's not worth mentioning. That doesn't make an idea plagiarism.
Now, I wanna swing the topic slightly for a moment. Character creation and theft. I'm gonna be blunt with you guys, some of my characters are stolen... to a degree. What do I mean by this?
Savino and his brothers; they were all my and an ex-friend's rendition of The Midnight Crew from an old roleplay we'd had going on for like two years. Yes, Homestuck Midnight Crew. By the time I actually took control of the lot of them, they were shadows of their former selves; the only thing distinguishing them from what they were originally being that I hadn't actually made them human at that point or changed their names. If I'd never said anything, there's literally only like two people who would've known that they were originally a roleplay version of the homestuck characters.
The same thing with Jason. He's my former Turbo from my Wreck-It Ralph rp blog days. Now, granted, my Turbo was already pretty disjointed from WiR even in his initial creation, but once I left that era of my life, I didn't want to just throw him into the pit. I still wanted to use him for something; I loved him too much to do that. A fresh coat of paint, a new backstory, and he's now a part of my Fallout line up. Doesn't negate where he came from, however. But, again, if I hadn't said anything, only maybe two or three people would have known.
However, these characters are so disjointed from their original content that they're not that anymore and haven't been associated with their former selves for a long time. Without mentioning anything, most people would be none the wiser unless you previously knew me from those eras of my life. And I am still further developing these characters to further disjoint them from their origins. Vague references at best (Savino and his brothers initials being the same, as well as their crew still being called the Midnight Crew or Jason still sporting the facial markings I'd originally given my Turbo).
There's no real excuse to steal another person's character, however. Outright laying claim or using another person's character for any reason, especially without doing any sort of changes is no different than plagiarism. And, quite frankly, you must be quite the miserable person to do as such. Kinda makes me wonder, what else are you hiding.
Sure, it's possible to have a character that's similar to somebody else's without realizing it until someone points it out. It does happen, quite a lot. However, I also see it more often than naught someone just sees a character, hates how the original creator is portraying them, and then steals it. When they're called out about it, they throw a temper tantrum, claiming that it's totally their own character for sure. Some people are just cheeky cunts and extremely blatant about it.
Theft/plagiarism isn't something that should be taken lightly. Nor is it something that you should just throw around willy fucking nilly. It's a serious claim. And to claim something that you know doesn't actually fall under plagiarism/theft, honestly makes you a shit human being. It's time to learn that not everything you do isn't actually original.
I'll be the first to tell you, just because I ran my shit through a plagiarism checker and got 100% original content? Doesn't mean that I'm not the first person to come up with a brothel in a church or a scummy bad guy kidnapping someone for leverage to rule something. I'm not the first person to write two friends having drunken sex. And I know I won't be the last. You certainly aren't going to be the first to create your ideas either. But you also won't be the last, either.
Just, sit in your little bubble and create. And stay in your own goddamn lane. Unless it's actually, legitimately a beat-for-beat recreation of your work; just shut up. It's not as original as you might think it is.
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i honestly don’t know what to say but i have a lot of thoughts and they’re not coherent.
i saw the title screen of the video six minutes after it was uploaded and my first though was “oh, he’s quitting youtube? that’s too bad” but i clicked on it and that was not the case.
this is really upsetting but at the same time i feel guilty for being sad because i only joined this fandom like 4-5 months ago. i’m brand new here and i feel like i don’t deserve to care this much, if that makes sense.
i was going through a tough time when i first started watching the videos and immediately techno became one of my favorites. his voice, his jokes, the greek mythology things, i loved it.
my little brother loves techno too and he doesn’t know yet and i don’t know what i’m gonna say when he wakes up in the morning.
but you know that quote that’s like “people don’t die until their name is said for the last time”? technoblade never dies.
im late answering this but i hope your brother is doing okay. give him a hug for me and let him know it's okay to mourn for a bit. my own brother's been having a rough time processing too, he watched techno's vids a lot more than i did and it hit him pretty hard. idk just let him know it's going to be okay. the grief will pass
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03 | JACOB ROTT FANFIC
Description: CHAPTER THREE - THE DEVIL TO MY ANGEL | JACOB ROTT
Relationship: fem!reader x Jacob Rott
Word count: 5555
Title: The Devil to My Angel
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THE DEVIL TO MY ANGEL MASTERLIST
(y/n) could feel the boys eyes on her while Adam recorded a tiktok. She didn't really know what to do, so she just had fun with it, also following some of the things Adam told her. She saw Nici got closer to them after they erased for the 100th time the last take they were trying to film.
"Can I help?" The siblings nodded and Adam gave (y/n)'s phone to Nici, who smiled and looked around. "I have an idea, but I'm not the best with transitions..."
"Transitions?"
(y/n) asked and Nici nodded with a simple smile directed to her.
"You can do transitions on tiktok, so you are somewhere and something happens and you are somewhere else, etc... Niclas and Nils are usually the ones that do that, can I call them and we have a try?"
(y/n) said yes and saw Nici wave a hand to the group of boys, she then exchanged glances with Adam who was more interested in finding out how they would do the transitions then with the redness that his sister's face had. The boys arrived and started to talk so she decided to focus on her feet inside the pool.
"You ok?" Tim's voice sounded worried and also did his eyes. "See you are trying to make a tiktok"
They both smiled and she looked at the boys, Adam was trying to understand what Niclas and Nils were telling him about the transition.
"I was just trying to have fun, now it just seems like is gonna be all produced and stuffs" she laughed and looked back at Tim who had his total focus on her. "Adam asked as a joke and, I don't know, you guys make it sound so easy that I just had to try and now, Nici is talking about transition and..."
"Sis, come here!" Adam waved at her who smiled at Tim who mirrored her and helped her get up. She still had her dress on, but she stole her brother's sunglasses, he now had her phone in hands and a huge smile on his face. "Ok, we have some ideas, I'm gonna do one try, if I mess up they will do the cut, since we are doing this for quite a while" she laughed at her brother and smiled at Niclas and Nils in a thank you way.
"So where you want me?"
"I think we could start with you coming out of the house"
Tim was the first to say, having the back up of the others. She smiled at him and went inside, with the boys dictating what she should do. All of the sudden, the small video turned into a whole scenario that everyone wanted to be a part of it, even Tim and Carlos participated, since they were the ones with their shirts off. At the final take, (y/n) would be getting out of the pool, how that would happen, she still had no idea.
"Ok, now let's see the last part" after her brother's saying, Tim got himself out of the pool and Carlos got up from her side, giving her a hand to get her feet out of the water. The end of her dress was a little wet from the contact with the water, but luckily Tim held her still from her legs inside the pool so she wouldn't get all wet during the take. Adam got closer and shot the other boys a look and they quickly left leaving the siblings alone. "(y/n/n), how would you feel with all of us here taking the last take of you, just in the swimwear, getting out off the pool?"
"What you mean?"
"If you want, we can just leave Tim, Carlos and me doing the shoot, I know you are feeling a little overwhelmed with everything..."
"You think that the fact I'm just in my swimwear would make me feel uncomfortable with all the boys staring" she said simply and Adam nodded and she felt her stomach flip at the thought and her heart got warm because of her brothers concern. She surely felt her cheeks get warmer and butterflies when she was shooting with Carlos and Tim, but while they were filming, she got closer to the boys, even Nils was more chill around her. "They all participated from the beginning, it's ok, don't need to worry bro"
She gave her brother an honest smile and felt her stomach flip at the thought of what the last take would be. Adam nodded and went back to the boys and (y/n) breathed a few times taking the glasses out of her face and tangling it with her hair.
"Want some?" She noticed Luis handing her a glass of water and she smiled thanking him before having a few sips. "Adam said you never done tiktoks, but you seemed pretty natural at it" he smiled at her sitting at one of the chairs, (y/n) mirrored his movement, sitting in front of him. "We were thinking about making the last shot, but the boys had two different ideas, some wanted to do you having fun with Tim and Carlos, others wanted to record you coming out of the water meeting the boys midway, or something, I thought about asking what would you prefer..."
"Honestly? I have no idea" she laughed drinking the last bit of water, giving the glass to Luis who was already waiting for the empty cup. "Why not both? I can be coming out of the water and have fun with them..."
"True" Luis's eyes went behind her and soon enough Carlos and Tim where next to them. "Any ideas on how to make both?"
"Well..." She looked at the boys and then the pool. "Ok, so Tim was already inside, Carlos was out, can we replicate that position?" Both boys nodded, Tim went inside the pool and Carlos stayed with just his feet in. (y/n) took one last breath taking the glasses off and getting up taking the dress off. Luis gave her a smile, which she answered with another one, she knew all eyes were on her, Luis got out of his seat following her. Carlos handed her his hand, which she gladly took before seating next to him with his feet in front of Tim. They both were smiling at her, reassuring her. "Ok, how deep is this pool?"
"You are not gonna drown" Tim smiled but got closer to the edge. "What you thinking?"
"We are here if you need anything" she felt Carlos's hand on her lower back and than looked at him with a comforting smile. "No one is looking at you, if that's what you are wondering."
(y/n) couldn't held a laugh, although Carlos was a good liar, she knew all eyes were on her, from the moment Luis called the boys until now.
"You could be an actor, I almost believed in you"
"Don't play with a guy's dream" he laughed and (y/n) felt the warm of his laugh on his eyes. He really was one of the sweetest guys she has ever met. "Lead the way (y/n/n)"
She let go of the edge and got into the pool, letting shivers go into her soul of how cold the water was.
"Jesus Fucking Christ this shit is cold" she heard all the boys laugh and Tim got closer to her. "Not even a friendly warning Tim? You hurt my feelings like that"
The boy just gave her a smile hugging her waist, noticing she was shivering a little.
"Oh wow..."
"Just give it time, actually, hold on" she pushed Tim a little and got under the water. Quickly enough everything went into place and she went to the surface for air, meeting everyone's eyes on her and Adam pointing the camera at her direction, before feeling Tim's arms around her spinning her around and back in front of Carlos, she then pushed some water on him, who seemed shocked for a moment. "Come on Carlos, it's actually not that bad"
She laughed with Tim, and Carlos got in the pool, emerging right in front of her, making a (y/n) sandwich.
"Look at them"
She heard Tim say and then heard Carlos.
"And give a smart smile in the process"
The boys laughed and she did exactly that, finding Adam holding the camera and laughing, and then everyone celebrating, making her smile and hug Tim and Carlos around their necks, feeling both of them grabbing her waist and then her knees, making a way towards the group of boys. Luis was already there with a towel for her, Niclas and Phil helped her out of the pool and she headed towards her brother, who was smiling at the phone along side Nici and Chris. Bene and Nils went to her sides wanting to see the result as well.
"I hate to say it, but" Adam looked at his sister with a smile and she smiled back "I'm a fucking good director"
Everyone laughed while (y/n) just rolled her eyes getting her phone from her brother's hand. All the boys gathered around trying to have a look at the video. She felt Luis wrap the towel around her shoulders and remaining there to see the video, she pressed play when she felt Carlos and Tim's presence.
The first take was her getting out of the room and going towards the pool, meeting Tim in the middle of the way, the second part was her walking towards Carlos while Tim got out of focus, she then looked at the camera and the third scene appeared, which was Tim inside the pool in front of her and Carlos by her side, finishing it with her pushing her body up as if she was getting in the pool, then the last part, she emerging from the pool looking at the camera with a smile before Tim grab her and the whole scene from a while back form in front of her, finishing with her looking at the camera with both boys facing her.
"You are a natural though"
With Luis's comment everyone agreed and smiled, she just looked at the boy with a grateful look, the video was incredible, she handed her phone to Luis and hugged the two boys who were with her on the video again.
"Now you have to post it sis, what would you write?"
"I have no idea" they all laughed and she grabbed her phone back. All the boys started suggesting things and at the same time she liked them all she wasn't so sure. "I'm horrible at that, that's why I use emojis whenever I post pictures and such"
She added a simple 'had to try the pool' phrase tagging Carlos and Tim and then posting. Then went to the comments and tagged every single one of the boys that were there. Then they all started to focus on other things and she went back by the side of the pool, observing everyone from a far. She felt that she had made friends with these boys and somehow, they managed to get her inside their tiktok world. They ended up recording a few more videos, Adam participated in some, (y/n) decided not to be in any for now, just having a laugh at all the boys. She felt her phone buzz and saw a text from Jacob, making her smile instantly.
JACOB
Just saw the tiktok, it was amazing!
Wished I was there tho
(Y/N)
I'm sure we'll have other opportunities
once you are back in Germany (:
JACOB
How do you know that?
It was supposed to be a surprise!
(Y/N)
Oh well, you should get better
secret keepers haha
When are you coming back?
JACOB
Probably in a few weeks,
I'll let you know if you want
(Y/N)
Jacob, I just asked when you coming back
JACOB
True, my bad
(Y/N)
So you liked the video?
JACOB
You a natural (:
(Y/N)
Luis said the same thing lol
"Hey sis, we are ordering pizza, what you want?" Instinctively she locked her phone and took away from Adam's view, which he clearly saw. "Who you texting?"
"What are the pizza options again?"
She tried to pretend like nothing had happened but, they both got pretty close so he would be comfortable pushing the limits.
"(y/n)"
"Adam" he kept his gaze on her, so she just rolled her eyes giving up. "It was just Jacob, he saw the video and texted saying it was good, that's all"
"Jacob, hun? Ok..."
"Adam..."
"I said ok!" He laughed but she remained still. "Here are the options, we are voting on these ones" her eyes flew through the options. "I told them you didn't care, but they wanted your opinion"
"They are just being nice"
"Yeah, I know how nice they are trying to be" he said getting up and going back to the boys. "You should go change, unless you wanna skinny dip at night"
"You know I don't mind doing that" she had a smile on her face, which just got bigger with Adam stare at her. "Don't worry, I'm going" she got up, getting her things and heading back inside the house, going towards her bag and into the bathroom, that was occupied. "Shit" she said under her breath meeting Tim at midway. "Tim, someone is in the bathroom, can I use your room to change?"
"Yeah sure, take as long as you need"
He said with a smile guiding her towards his bedroom, before closing the door leaving her alone. She couldn't help but feel like she was invading, Tim was an angel, but still, this was his personal space. She quickly went for a shower. The warm water came as relief for all that has happened is the last couple of hours.
She finished drying the water out of her body with her towel, before taking the excess out of her hair looking at her red cheeks on the mirror along side a smile. She was happy like she was when she received her graduation certificate and during the whole celebration, like she was on the right path. She wrapped the towel around her body leaving her hair fall down opening the door to Tim's room, listening to the boys voices in the yard. She couldn't help but smile.
"It's here don't worry" she heard Bene's voice and saw the door handle twist, for a second (y/n) felt shivers down her spine. "What the...? Tim you there?!"
"It's me Bene!" The girl said while going for her things, getting her sweat pants and a loose shirt.
"We need to get something in there sis, can you open?" she heard her brother's voice and shook her head putting her panties on, while wrapping the towel around her wet hair. "Why are you in Tim's room with the door locked?!"
She put the sweatpants and went for the door with the shirt in hands, before unlocking the door she started putting the shirt through her arms, she turned the lock and passed the shirt through her head heading back to her things, feeling the towel almost falling off her head.
"I was changing, in a house full of boys, would you really think I would leave the door unlock Adam?" (y/n) smiled at her brother who still had a suspicious look while entering the room. "You really think I would be with Tim in his room with all of you down stairs?!"
"Well... There's always that possibility..."
(y/n) looked astonished to her brother who pretended to not feel her eyes on him.
"I don't think (y/n) would do that though"
"Thank you Nici!" her honest smile were directed to the third boy entering the room, he mirrored her smile and looked to his right, finding Bene still at the door. "Bene?"
"I doubt she would do that, but why are you on Tim's room?!"
"The bathroom downstairs was occupied" she said going back to the bathroom with some hair products on hand. "He was mid way so I asked if I could use his bedroom to change, that's all" she heard the boys walking around Tim's room with a questioning expression. "What are you doin' here?"
"We had an idea for a video, Tim said he had one of the things in his room to do it" Nici answered looking at her through the mirror in the bathroom while the other two here looking for it. "I don't know why these idiots wanted to take it now, but..."
"Adam wanted, I'm here cause I wanted to help" Bene said putting his head through the door with a shy smile, receiving another one from (y/n), who was already finishing dealing with her hair. "By the way, have you seen a surfboard here?"
"Yeah, is being held over the door" she said while cleaning her hands at the sink. She heard Bene and Adam while gathering her things, finding Nici waiting for her by the door. "Aren't you helping them?" Her voice was low and Nici made a funny face before winking at her pointing to the door. Adam was holding Bene by his feet, while they were getting the surfboard out of the wall. "You guys know you could get a chair right?"
Bene fell on top of Adam, the surfboard falling on top of them, making Nici and (y/n) laugh out loud, hearing Tim's footsteps towards his room.
"What happened?" He got the surfboard before helping the other two with Nici's help. (y/n) could see some of the other boys came along with worrying faces. "You guys ok?"
Tim asked holding a laugh, Bene and Adam only said yes before starting to laugh at the situation. (y/n) got her things and they all went downstairs.
"Why you guys wanted the surf board?"
"Like a pick you character type of video" Nici said to her holding her back while she went after Bene. "But I think if we do it tomorrow would be better, it's already getting a little late"
"My stomach agrees" she said at the same time the both boys could hear it growl, making Adam look at her holding a laugh. "Where's the pizza by the way?"
She asked laughing a little, seeing her brother shaking his head.
"Didn't you eat anything while we were shooting the tiktok?" She heard his question like some of the boys around close to them. She just answered with a no. "(y/n)..."
"What? I was having fun recording it, it's not like I didn't want to eat, I just forgot to..."
"Pizza's here guys!"
"Right on time"
She heard Nici said behind her at Chris announcement. She got her bag from Nici and put hers close to her brother's. The boys took the pizza outside and she could see Tim getting a little far from the boys and starting to record something before stopping. (y/n) goes in between Phil and Adam.
He then goes to Carlos asking what is his secret talent, she then realizes Carlos is able to copy bird sounds, he then goes to Chris, asking the same questions, the guy then makes one of his fingers bend more than the others. (y/n) is just wondering what will she do when Tim goes ask hers.
Phil and Bene realize they have the same secret talent, the two boys then go to the other side and try to pass one of their legs over the other, while holding it. Phil didn't get it at first, (y/n) just keep observing how they do it with an intense look.
"What are you gonna do when Tim asks you?"
She saw Nils came closer to her and ask curiously observing her with a side eye.
"Don't know yet, you?"
"I'm not talented..."
"I doubt that" she said with a smart smile towards Nils who just looked at her curious. Before he could answer they heard the boys cheer and Tim focus on the boys standing next to (y/n). "Show us what you can do Nils"
She had a smart smile towards him, making him laugh, then Tim asked him and Nils just showed him his middle finger, making everyone laugh. He then turned to (y/n) with a questioning look.
"Show us what you can do (y/n/n)"
She heard Nils copy her phrase receiving a laugh from everyone.
"I don't know what I'm good at though"
"Remember when you did gymnastics?" Adam said looking at his sister who just rolled her eyes. "Common, you know you can still do it"
They all started to shout (y/n)'s name and she saw Tim recording some of it. She just nodded her head and went to the grass area, if she loose balance at least she wouldn't get badly hurt. She then lifted her left leg up high holding it in front of her while twisting a little, before making a back flip, ending it with a hand stand before she finishes it sitting down with her legs crossed in front of her.
The boys were speechless and she felt her stomach flip a little, but then Adam started to cheer for her and all the other followed. She saw Tim looking at his phone and back to her with a smile before clapping again. She got up with Phil and Chris help and all sorts of questions started.
"It's nothing, I just did gymnastics for a bit when I was younger, but there was a while since I did this, but yeah" she said shyly, before anyone said anything, Chris asked who was next and she heard Nici call Niclas getting a little far from her. She looked at both the boys with a small smile before looking at Chris. "Danke"
Before he could say something she heard Nici call everyone's attention.
"I know it's not easy to beat that, but I guess me and Kuri can do it" he smiled at the youngest who was still looking shy. "Start recording Tim"
In the end, their secret talent were both being called Niclas, which made the girl laugh getting back to where everyone were. Leaving only Luis, Adam and Tim to reveal their secret talents. She saw her brother and Luis together and Tim went for them.
"Ok, Luis and Adam, what's you guys secret talent"
(y/n) went behind Tim looking at her brother questionably. They both then went for a hand stand before letting their body fall slowly to the ground, and she hold a laugh stepping away from Tim from seeing her brother do the grinding thing. She then stayed between Carlos and Niclas holding a laugh.
"That was impressive" Carlos said looking at the girl who took a while to understand what he said. "Your talent"
"Oh right, thanks, but I think Niclas talent is the best to be honest" she felt the youngest boy attention go to her and Carlos with a small smile. "You guys spending the night?"
"Yeah, most of us are leaving tomorrow morning" Carlos said leaving the question on (y/n)'s face. "I think only Niclas, Phil, Bene and me"
"And me and Adam" she said quickly with a smile at Carlos" she then saw Tim getting ready for his secret talent and rested her head on Carlos shoulder. She almost went for Niclas, but she still felt like they needed to know each other more before she could do that. But he surprised her when he rested his head on her shoulder. "Well, that's a surprise" she said seeing Carlos arms go for Niclas, while she felt his go one for her waist and the other to Carlos.
"I want in" Phil said before hugging (y/n) face to face, with his arms around Carlos and Niclas shoulders. "Anyone else?"
They girl saw Nils come and hug her from behind, mimicking Phil's gesture. Then Nici and Bene came along, followed by Chris, then Luis and Tim. She then had a glimpse of Adam with his phone videoing everything, before recording himself looking at it. Getting a laugh from the girl, Nils, Chris and Luis, who were able to look at his direction, getting then all the boys to laugh.
"Now can you guys leave my sister alone?"
"What if I don't want to?" (y/n)'s eyes were playful, but quickly she realized some of the looks she received and realized not everyone got the joke, including her brother. "What? I like being cared for" she joked pretending like nothing had happened.
"Yeah I see how well they are taking care of you" Adam said low standing close to his sister before pushing her a little with a smile. "I'll send you the video for you to post, was actually good" he smiled, sitting at one of the chairs behind her, working on his phone. She then heard a beep from her phone and a knowing look from her brother.
She would look the video later, she was having a lot of fun. She also felt like she broke whatever barrier she still had with some of the boys, so she went to the little group Carlos, Nils, Phil and Niclas were, jumping on Kuri's back, she felt his hand go under her knee and some butterflies on her stomach. When he realized it was her, he let go a little of her legs, but she crossed them in front of him, holding him tighter, feeling his grip get tighter as well.
"What you guys up to?" She said moving her head a little to get her hair as far away from Niclas face as possible. "How come you still smell good after all this time?" She said close to his ear and felt him stiff a little, also receiving a curious look from him. "What? Can't I compliment you?"
She had already realized she had an effect on some of the boys, not all, also not on the same level. She was having fun with it, but she knew she couldn't play too much.
"Sorry, and thanks, you also smell good"
"Well, I did take a shower a while back" she said with a small laugh followed by Kuri. She saw Luis get closer to the group, with his focus on her. "Is everything ok Luis?"
"I have an idea, but I wanna know if you are in" he was cautious, so she got down from Niclas and got closer to Luis with a worrying look. "It's just we don't want you to feel uncomfortable..."
"What is it?"
"Well, I was gonna ask with whom each of the boys would date, I want to know if you'd like to be in it"
"If I knew you all better, probably, but I don't know..."
"It's ok" Luis said on top of her, (y/n) knew he already had his answer before asking, but he still did. She smiled at him before looking at the boys with a smile. "Who first?"
"Nils" she had a childish smile on her lips. She was having a lot of fun the whole day, this would only be funnier. Nils, Phil and Niclas were the first ones to answer, all the same answer: Carlos. "Damn, Carlos seems to be the goal here" they all laughed and she looked around, finding Bene not to far. "Bene!"
Luis then went towards Bene and caught him off guard, making the most hilarious part of the video. Adam was close at this moment, but he didn't want in, so later was Chris and Nici, who both choose Luis. (y/n)'s eyes then fell on Carlos who was paying attention to everything.
"Carlos, now you are setting the bar"
"What you mean?"
Neither (y/n) or Luis answered, just asked Carlos who would he pick out of the boys, he then chose Phil, making everyone laugh and Luis went to film Phil making (y/n) laugh even harder. She then got the camera, Tim got closer to then, and he asked to questions to Luis who answer was Tim, when questioned, Tim answered Luis.
Luis and (y/n) saw the whole video again before Luis posts it. Then she started to feel a little light headed, she then smelled the pizza they had ordered, some of the boys were already eating, so she headed inside grabbing a piece for her, she headed towards the sofa, but it was occupied, Nils looked at her before calling her back, she saw him giving his seat, sitting on the floor, leaving his seat between Niclas and Carlos empty. She sat down and closed her legs, putting one of her hands on Nils back pulling him close.
"You already gave me your seat, you can lean down so your back won't hurt" she said with a smile, who the boy mirrored and she then lifted her head looking around. All the boys were there eating, some of them were grabbing something to drink, laughing, joking around. She heard Phil call for her handing her one of the beers he had in hand. "Danke Phil"
"Sometimes I forget you guys are here to learn german" she heard Nils say turning a little to face her, while she drank a few sips of her beer. "Should we speak german with you guys?"
"Well, not frequently, 'cause Adam is leaving at the end of the month, but from time to time is appreciated" she smiled at the boy before looking at Carlos.
"But do you speak german?"
"Ich tue es, aber nut ein bisschen" (y/n) said with a small smile before drinking a little more, holding a laugh at the boys surprise. "I can understand more than I can speak or write to be honest"
"Oh no, let's not start with the german lessons, please!" Adam said looking at his sister with a whipping face, making everyone laugh. "She's the one good with german, not me, so please don't expect me to talk to you guys"
"But german is so easy"
Everyone laughed at Chris phrase directed to Adam who just rolled his eyes while making a gun sigh with his hands and pretending to shot himself in the head before laughing with everyone else. (y/n) felt her cheeks hurt a little, along side her belly. She and her brother were enjoying every bit of this moment. Her moment was broken by a vibration on her pants, her best friend had sent her a text asking how everything was. Instead of answering with words, she asked for Adam to take a selfie of all of them. Kuri and Carlos got closer to her, Phil went in front of Kuri, while Nici went in front of Carlos, with Nils between them, in front of (y/n). Tim went to Kuri's side, while Luis went for Phil's. Chris was beside Carlos, while Bene went to Nici's side.
The picture was adorably cute on (y/n)'s view, she could already senses all the questions her best friend would fire at her, but at least now she was giving faces to the names she said to her these past few days. All the boys asked for the photo, (y/n) said she had sent to their group, but everyone asked which group, leading to them creating a new group called "German boys + (y/n)", which she laughed before sending the picture. When the groups was done and the picture sent, she could see some of the texts her best friend had sent her, in between, she saw Jacob text her in private and went to check.
JACOB
Wish I was in the picture
(Y/N)
You will be in a couple of days (:
JACOB
If you still remember me
with all those friends you made
(Y/N)
Is it jealous I sense Jacob?
haha
If I do recall, they are also your friends.
JACOB
Yeah.
(y/n) tried to figure to what exactly was the "yeah" answer.
JACOB
Hope you had a good day (y/n/n),
loved seeing your pretty smile
on all the videos and pics from today (:
(Y/N)
I did, but surely would be better
if you were here too :(
She raised her eyes from her phone, finding her brother looking at her with a little curious look. She smiled at him and left her phone behind her on the couch. While she was looking at all of her friends, she felt at ease. Like she belonged there with them. She couldn't have asked for a better group of friends to arrive in her life at this time and place. She felt Niclas push her a little with his elbow, she looked at him with a smile and hugged his right arm, resting her head on his shoulder, he rested his head on top of hers.
"Wanna sleep?"
"Not yet" she raised her head a little making the youngest of the boys look at her. "Thank you"
"For what?"
And there it was, that beautiful smile he had, she was sure that she would never find a most beautiful one.
"I don't know," she said honestly before laying her head again on his shoulder "just thank you."
"You welcome then" She felt Niclas lips on top of her head. She couldn't help but smile, she then lifted her face giving him a small kiss on his cheeks, making the boy blush a little, causing some commotions around the group of friends. "It's not my fault I have a charm"
Kuri said with a smile but looking a little concerned your way, you just answered with a laugh.
"You won me with your smile Kuri"
(y/n) said simply and looked at the boys.
"Now I'm jealous" Bene said pretending to cry.
"Bene! You will always be one of my first germans" she winked at him, the boy then smiled widely at everyone. "I'll never forget you, Tim and Jacob. Thanks to you three I got to meet all of you, and create my german family"
They all cheered and went towards the girl for a hug. In the mean time she could see Adam's eyes on her and all of the boys they have met. He had one of those proud smiles, she only saw a couple of times, that was the moment she realized she did the right thing and that even when Adam leave, she will be ok.
She had made friends. Amazing friends that would be there for her if she needed, even though she knew them for a short period of time, she knew they had made friends for life. And that was all that mattered.
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Superman Flyby
I've read a lot of scrapped drafts of movies but I can't say that I've liked a lot of them, Resident Evil, Spider-Man, Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales- So when I saw a video performing one as an audio drama, I figured I'd try it out that way.
This one has narration? I didn't like that, it's not in the script, it's just adapted that way to explain what's going on so I quit that and just moved over to the script, so much for that idea. This is only the second draft which for some reason in Hollywood, there needs to be draft after draft (that's not how I write, I just edit but whatever) so I don't know how 'finished' or how planned this was to go to screen, they had a cool costume for it already though (but they also had one for Superman Lives and that had script after script)
Firstly, Lex finds a crashed shuttle of one of the Kryptonian war people (not Zod or anyone else we know but one of Kata-Zor's men, Jor-El's brother). And the guy puts him in a chokehold, passing on his memories and understanding before dying, basically passing on his task to Luthor, to find Kal-El.
Then JJ, uh- has the Kent's landlord make advances toward Martha and then young Clark has to fight him off? After that we cut back to Krypton...yes, Krypton. In this draft, it's not the explosion that's making them send him away, it's the invasion/war and Lara is on the run. I didn't mention that Kata-Zor has a son...Ty-Zor and he's about Clark's age. With the minion dying earlier, he never made contact and told them where Kal-El was so they're still looking.
I'm gonna take a break and give you what I think should happen from here forth, it's not what I expect but it's constructive criticism since it's so...divisive. Instead of making it a Zod or Zor-El, at the end, I want to see them injured and replace parts to become Brainiac, a fake-out and potential overall villain that embodies all of Superman's greatest foes. It's just stupid enough to work! But I think Clark's overall mission should be to find an actual resolve on Earth to save Krypton or become strong enough with the yellow sun to take down the Zors.
Ok, back to the actual script. Clark has a roommate named Jerry Shuster which I don't even need to explain that reference. Yeah, Lana was there earlier and Clark introduced himself but that's it, he's older, never to be seen again. Lois is introduced as the freshman in his college...Clark's a senior *gulp*. Other than that, I kind of like the disposition, though different, seeing Lois firstly in this sort of awkward situation rather than the way we're used to, none of the dialogue has stood out to me though, they mention that she's just as much alien as he is but that's literally her second paragraph, SHOW ME.
Clark, has a moment where someone's making advances towards Lois and he stands up but the guy keeps pushing him. With his mom, he pushed him back but with Lois, Lois pushes him back defending Clark, I don't like the situation but like I said, I like the disposition. Aaaannnnddd we're right back at the Planet where Lois is her usual self. Why did Clark end up there though? Because he thought he'd meet Lois there again after she said that's what she wanted to do.
Luthor's running for Prez. In a way, being in a position of power or even with Law Enforcement, it'd make it easier to find Kal-El. But he shows off...Luthanium, a battery chip, made of what, hmmmm, NOPE. But Lois makes a scene and now Luthor puts a hit on her. What's strange though is that JJ has this obsession with Clark's fly being down, thinking it's funny, maybe in the movie it would've been but here, it's ironic because it's called FLYby, I wonder if that's where the title came from.
Anyways, I skimmed the rest, it wasn't holding my attention. Superman dies but Jor-El brings him back saying he's apart of the prophecy about two princes? too many things going on. There are some highlights like Lois riding a motorcycle after knocking out Lex and Superman fighting a robot but it's all context issues, those are basic ideas but the way they're presented is eh.
They did end up going with one idea I had about saving Krypton. They give him these 5 pieces which create a portal to his world but that's the literal end of the script, just as he jumps in.
And the casting they were getting...oh boy. Scarlett Johansson or Selma Blair as Lois? Ok. RDJ as Lex? Can't see it. Brendan Fraser, Henry Cavill, Josh Hartnett? Mmn. Shia LaBeouf as Jimmy...actually-that kind of makes sense for the time period.
'If you don't know what story you want then why are you telling it?' Is my mindset but then-
“The thing that I tried to emphasize in the story was that if the Kents found this boy, Kal-El, who had the power that he did, he would have most likely killed them both in short order. And the idea that these parents would see – if they were lucky to survive long enough – that they had to immediately begin teaching this kid to limit himself and to not be so fast, not be so strong, not be so powerful. The result of that, psychologically, would be fear of oneself, self-doubt and being ashamed of what you were capable of. Extrapolating that to adulthood became a fascinating psychological profile of someone who was not pretending to be Clark Kent, but who was Clark Kent. Who had become that kind of a character who is not able or willing to accept who he was and what his destiny was.
“The idea in the movie was that he became Superman because he realized he had to finally own his strength and what he’d always been."
He has an abstract version of it thought out so how did he draw his conclusion? Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
At least we don't have to worry about it-
Wow. I mean, I guess he learned and has someone writing it for him now, he wanted to direct Flyby but they were more keen on him writing it. Ta-Nehisi Coates actually worked on Black Panther comics so that's cool? But at the same time, this has been in development from what I understand as a long time, at least I remember hearing about a black Clark Kent pretty far back, like it doesn't seem like it was just 2021, I remember it being rumored before then but maybe I'm wrong? And yeah, this is apparently a black Clark, not Calvin which upset everybody but as with Tron, people don't listen to feedback unless it's Sonic.
But it's still worrying that the direction is going anywhere because of when I read that James Gunn hasn't even been handed a script yet, I was kind of paused. Is it even done? Like- it just seems like someone who says they have a really cool project but refuse to show it (oh poop, is that me? (but in my case, I actually have a lot finished, it just needs made (someone help)))
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Catastrophe
Kenma x gn!reader
Ah yes resorting to bad cat puns for the title
I'm finally writing a full fic for kenma again!! I can't believe it took so long (considering kenma is one of my favs) but here we are!!
an unrelated little cat sidenote, my neighbours got a new kitten and today i attempted befriending it and it ended with the kitty scratching my legs, trying to get up to reach my wiggling hand so i would say that was a great success
so i originally had this idea with kuroo but i thought it would be fun with kenma too (idk maybe i'll make a kuroo ver at some point BUT to shake it up maybe put it in a fantasy au)
Today is a very very strange day for Kenma. Mainly because he woke up in a cat's body.
At first he thought it was some sort of dream. I mean, who just wakes up as a cat at 3 AM with no explanation whatsoever? But Kenma's hopes gradually got crushed as no matter what he did, he remained a cat.
Is this some kind of punishment? What will his parents say when they find a cat instead of their son? Will he ever turn back?!
The thought of never being able to get that video game he was eyeing for a while now was an absolute nightmare. They won't sell a video game to a freaking cat, that's for sure.
The first order of buisness is getting out of the house. He definitely does not want to be found by his mom in this state. So he awkwardly pawed at the window until he managed to get it open, slipping through and jumping down to the ground.
But what does he do now? Cats don't really have much to do, do they?
He lived a good 17 years as a human, atleast. But now he's just another stray cat. His family will probably freak out once they can't find him anywhere and then there will be missing posters everywhere.
Kuroo will lose a friend and the team will lose a setter. He doesn't mind not playing volleyball anymore but he can't help but worry about Kuroo. They're good friends, after all. He has a feeling Kuroo won't take the news well, even if the two don't seem very close at times.
He sighed, laying down at the side of the road. This is the most troublesome thing that's happened to him in a while, and if he wasn't a cat, he would probably cry right now. How is this even possible in the first place?
He let the hours slip by, people walking past him. Some of them tried to pet him, but they quickly backed off after he hissed and pawed their hands away. Life as a cat was quite peaceful for now, but that didn't help in the slightest since that meant he had nothing to do but think of his predicament.
All of the secret videogame strategies he developed were for naught now too, and that bothers him a whole lot. Not just that, but he never got to see the good ending to a game he was still playing through yesterday.
Becoming a cat is a very horrible thing, indeed.
By now, students were already leaving to go home. Wait, they're already going back?! He almost feels sick, his perception of time is already completely lost. Not that it was very strong to begin with, considering his late night gaming sessions. But still, he shut his eyes, not wanting to look at the scene any longer.
He was about to leave the spot to go to a quieter place to mull his life over some more when...
"Pspspsps, here kitty kitty..." he knows that voice. His big cat eyes shot open to find you, his crush, kneeling in front of him with one hand outstretched. If he knew anything about you, it would be that you always try to befriend stray cats when you see them.
Normally he found it endearing, but now it was a different kind of emotion that he could quite describe with words (or, well, meows).
He was frozen in place. What the hell do you even do in this situation? But when he saw you get up and pout at an unsuccessful cat seducution, he made up his mind. If he's gonna be turned into a cat, he might as well get some pets and scratches from his crush out of it. He can't let you move on now.
He bounced to you on his little paws and reveled at the way your face lit up when doing so. You knelt back down as he rubbed against your legs, petting him.
He absolutely adored the way you smiled down at him and unintentionally purred when you rubbed him under his chin. If he wasn't a cat, he would be embarrased right now.
Buuut, since cats generally don't have a reputation or worry about what people think of them, this wasn't really a problem anymore. He still had a hard time with accepting that, though.
You got up after a couple of minutes, satisfied. You waved Kenma goodbye with the sweetest pout ever and he decided then and there to let you love him a little more. Suddenly feeling his mischevious side come out, he bounced behind you, determined to follow you home.
You didn't notice him until he meowed behind you, and he swears that his heart melted at the sight of your excitement when seeing that a cat wants to stay by your side. You let him follow you, checking back every minute or so to see if he's still behind you. Eventually, you stopped in front of your house.
"Now what will I do with you, buddy..." you pat his soft little head, smiling sadly at him. "I don't even know if you have an owner and my parents surely won't let you stay just like that..." There's no way Kenma's going to sleep outside tonight, though. He's already shivering at the thought. Besides, maybe you have some videogames that he can watch you play.
"Bye bye, kitty..." you said sadly, unlocking your front door. As soon as it cracked open, Kenma bolted inside. "Hey- Uhh, wait!!" you scrambled in after him, slamming the front door behind you. You quickly ran to the living room, where Kenma was happily situated on the couch next to your dad.
"What is this?" Your dad pointed to Kenma, annoyance evident in his voice.
"It followed me home and just ran in when I opened the door!" you defended yourself, though you were already planning things to use against your dad in order to convince him to let the cat stay.
"Well, get it out then." he said, slightly nudging Kenma who hissed and refused to move from his spot.
"Dad.... you know how I've been good recently... I even passed my math exam..."
"No, it can't stay."
"But dad! You know how much I love cats. And you have to admit it's cute." At this, Kenma intentionally rolled over on his stomach and acted cute, internally cringing. These are the lengths he has to go to sleep in a warm place as a cat.
Your dad stared at Kenma, sighing. "Fine. But only for one night AND if mom agrees."
"Yayyy!! I love you, dad!!" he huffed at your excited response as if he wasn't won over by Kenma's cuteness and you excitedly ran to your mom, who was cleaning the dust in the bedroom. "Mom! So, a cat followed me home and-"
"Let me guess, you want to keep it..." you paused a bit at her annoyed response, ultimately not letting that destroy your resolve. "I know how to take care of a cat! And I'll pay for the toys and food!" you tried convincing.
"It could have diseases.... and what if it has an owner already?"
"That's why we're gonna take it to the vet tommorow to check for diseases or a microchip! Just let it stay for one night, please." you stood your ground. Surely she's going to soften up a bit to it.
She paused and looked up slightly, as if mulling it over. "Okay, only for tonight." was her simple response. You honestly couldn't be happier. You ran back downstairs, announcing to your dad that the cat stays. He only muttered something under his breath as a response. Kenma took a sigh of relief at that.
"Now come with me!" you picked him up all of a sudden, and while he would normally be extremely annoyed, you are his crush, so he'll let it slide this once. You excitedly took him to your room, putting him down on the ground to explore the place.
Staying with you in your room was very relaxing. He just got to sit there on your warm, soft bed and watch you get about your daily routine, occasionally going to his side to pet him.
Ignoring what his family and friends must be thinking now, this actually wasn't so bad. Maybe, just maybe, he can get used to being a cat. Especially if by your side.
Although a little shy, he eventually cuddled up in your lap as you studied after your many attempts and bribes to get him into your lap. The smile on your face was worth it.
As dinner time rolled around, all the happiness in the world couldn't distract him from how hungry he was. Leftovers weren't the best food, not for Kenma and not for cats in general, but at this point, even a little would suffice, he supposes. Wait, does this mean he'll have to eat cat food for the rest of his life? He gagged at the thought.
As he waited for you in your room while you showered, he properly realised the situation he's in. Not the whole "I'm a cat now" thing, he's been over that enough already. The fact that he lives with you as a cat means you won't be careful around him. Careful in the sense that you'll say things you otherwise wouldn't want him to hear or do things you normally wouldn't want anyone to catch you doing.
He could take advantage of that, but he decided that he's above sleazy tricks long ago already. "Don't stoop to Yamamoto's level" is his personal motto right now. Besides, he wouldn't want the same to happen to him.
So respectfully averting his big cat eyes and distracting himself so he won't hear anything personal is the least he can do.
You walked in, already changed into your pajamas and sat down on the bed, patting the space beside you gently. "Come, come, kitty..." you gently beckoned.
And who's Kenma to resist? He settled beside you as you lay down, taking a deep breath.
"Actually, calling you "kitty" sounds kind of awkward, I should give you a little nickname for now.... Hmmm..." you closed your eyes, thinking for a second.
"How about Pudding? You sort of remind me of someone, hahaha...." you giggled at the thought of him, turning over, missing the way Kenma slightly flinched at that. You gently pet him as you rambled on about random things to him, even mentioning how mom would probably be mad if she found out he was sleeping in your bed. But there's no way he's getting off now.
Being a cat was surprisingly tiresome too, and he soon drifted off into sleep, as satisfied as he could possibly be.
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"AAAAH!!" Kenma was rudely awoken by a scream.
He rubbed his tired eyes with his hands. Wait.... hands?! He blinked down at his very human body, barely covered by one of your blankets.
You were also there, standing bewildered on the opposite side of your room, still in your pyjamas. As soon as he realised just what the situation is, he turned bright red, unable to say anything. What can he even say?
"Ummm.... how are you here?" is the question you eventually managed to piece together, eyes darting around the room in fear and confusion.
He sighed. "You won't believe me."
"I mean.... if what I'm thinking happened actually happened, then I would have a hard time believing you." You took a step back, bumping into the wall by accident.
"...Right. Ummm.... Well... I don't know how it happened myself, really..." he rubbed the back of his head, way too afraid to make eye contact with you.
At your lack of a response, he clutched your blanket. "I... umm, I'll try my best to explain everything later, but for now... some clothes would be nice?"
Well, atleast he isn't a cat forever. But at what cost?
As soon as i remembered that today is ken kens birthday i scrambled to finish this half written draft lmaooo
Happy birthday my little video game nerd❤❤
#˗ˏˋ ★ ☁︎ 「Wolfie’s works」 ☾ ★ ˎˊ˗#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu x reader#haikyu x reader#kozume kenma x reader#kenma x reader#kenma x you#kenma x y/n#kenma kozume#haikyuu x gender neutral reader#x gender neutral reader#x female reader#x male reader
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「 enha going “ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad” — hcs 」
— 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴: requested by 🍓 anon! frankly, i don’t think this falls into the headcanons category bc they’re all bulletpoint scenarios (which is why this is a bit longer than the other one i wrote) :’> anyways, hope y’all enjoy, and sorry this took a bit longer than intended, hehe <3
— 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: fluff, humor, angst in ni-ki’s part if you squint lol
♡ — taglist: @yoshinung @cyberhwng @stargirlstories @lovelycharm05 @honeyju
— 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.9k
「 LEE HEESEUNG ! 」
listen, you love heeseung with all your heart. you would gladly give the world to him if he asked in a heartbeat; but if you have to sit through his aegyo one more time you will throw hands
it didn’t even agitate you the first time you saw his aegyo—in fact, you even found it endearing: you’d use it to clown him every time he’d ask for something
“oh? heedeungie wants a cookie, i hear?”
he does nothing bc he’s resigned himself to the fact that you and the boys would never live him down the moment he agreed to do it
but as he progressively got better and more comfortable practicing cute expressions, it became a “oh, how the turns have tabled” moment and he now uses it to clown you
he knows you hate it, too, so when he does aegyo he goes to the extreme—dignity be damned
so when you give him the blankest look the next time he pulls the cutesy card again, he laughs gently, puffing his cheeks out as he pokes his dimple
“hee,” you start, “do you plan on getting out of this relationship in one piece?”
but your boyfriend—being the absolute warrior he is—pays no heed to your tone and moves closer, your demise giving him all the joy he could possibly have. “why? i thought you loved heedeungie?”
not anymore, you don’t
before you can retort, heeseung grins at your expression. “ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad~”
when you go quiet he considers stopping the whole façade
then he feels your lips on his
haha, heartbeat go brrrrrrrr
mans is so 👏 damn 👏 flustered 👏 when you put your hand against his cheek
you pull away once you can feel his heartbeat beneath your fingertips; he’s rosy and breathless and he nearly loses his mind once he realizes you’re grinning
“so that’s what it takes to get you to stop… maybe you should do aegyo more often.”
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「 JAY PARK ! 」
“oh, gODDAMMIT QUIT IT WITH THE TURTLE SHELLS, JAY.”
“WHY DON’T YOU MAKE ME??”
this is what the rest of the members have to deal with every time jay has the nerve to ask you to play video games with him you’re both the reason why jungwon bought everyone a pair of earplugs each
your level of competitiveness skyrockets whenever it’s a duel (or even games where you’re both on the same team—it’s just a trial of who can outdo the other)
god forbid anyone who suggests card games on a sleepover (looking at you, jake; ni-ki still hasn’t forgiven him for suggesting uno when he was situated right between you and jay) because they’re in for a long time of ✨ suffering ✨
it’s an instinct for everyone to put one foot out the door when you and jay settle in front of the television
this match in mario kart, however, went a little ,,, differently
“i will crush you, jongseong,” you seethe, eyes blazing because it’s your third rematch and the tiebreaker and you don’t know what you’ll do if you end up losing.
“that’s what you said the last two games,” he scoffs, leaning forward in immense concentration.
“your yoshi character can suck it.”
“ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad.”
dude’s about to jump in ecstasy once he’s a few seconds away from the finish line at the third lap, but oh ho ho jay.gif has left the building once you kiss him on the cheek
literally freezes in shock for a solid ten seconds
in the span of which you took your chance to zoom past his avatar, thus winning the tiebreaker
looks at you, then at the screen, back to you again, then—
“WAIT THAT IS C H E A T I NG THAT DOESN’T COUNT WAIT WHAT—”
(he’s highkey vv flustered though; if you just got off your high horse and looked at him you’d have noticed how red he got)
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「 JAKE SHIM ! 」
ever since you told jake that you also weren’t able to attend your formal in the past, he’s been dead-set on asking you to a slow dance
you’d told him about it during your one of your many heart-to-heart talks, convos about fading memories from elementary and the anxiety-riddled nights in highschool, until it dwindled down to that
“i’m cool with it—formal is just an excuse to drain half of your college tuition for one night, anyway,” you’d said, but jake didn’t miss the way your eyes went softer in a haze of memories of what could’ve
so now you’re staring up at him, with his hand extended out to you, moon river playing in the background and jake’s smile has never been brighter
“you’re unbelievable,” you state.
“but you’re smiling anyway,” jake shrugs as he pulls you up, he places your hands on his shoulders gingerly, his own pair travelling down to hold your waist.
the next two minutes are spent in immeasurable laughter and half-hearted insults (“y/n, you’re a terrible dancer.” “says the dude who keeps on stepping on my toes every ten seconds, can you not—”); nevermind that there aren’t any cheap party lights blinding you, or your present classmates aren’t there to croon over who you were dancing with—in this tiny living room, all you can focus on is how it feels so right to have jake in your arms, and how this might be better than any formal you’d have attended.
your incredulous mask wears away, and jake dips his head to check with a grin. “aw, is my baby getting sentimental?”
you scoff, suppressing a smile. “mate, you’re the one who cries over layla at least five times a day. i hate you.”
“ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad,” he taunts, relishing the way you laugh in response. you do kiss him, on the nose, softly, before resting your head on his shoulder, holding him closer.
“shim jaeyun, you are one of the most cliché people i know,” you pull away to look at him, at his eyes twinkling softly beneath the light, and you smile. “but thank you for this. truly.”
jake laughs softly, presses a kiss to your forehead. “i wouldn’t have formal any other way than this.”
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「 PARK SUNGHOON ! 」
so,, uh,,, i may have gotten a tad bit too carried away with sunghoon’s so i wrote a separate drabble for him,,,, hehe
it’s called “loser (affectionately)” and you can find it right here!
did i base the title off the “twitter: hellsite (derogatory)” meme here on tumblr? yes. yes, i did.
do i also think the drabble’s way too fucking cheesy? also yes.
but i hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless </3
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「 KIM SUNOO ! 」
here’s another one that turned into a full-fledged drabble because i have no self-control </3
it’s titled “maybe the night” and you can find it right here!
i got soft listening to ben&ben again 😔 their music is so damn good hhhhhh
highly recommend them !!
(also while writing this i realized i have a soft spot for our ddeonu i love him sobs)
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「 YANG JUNGWON ! 」
you hated yang jungwon.
well, no, that’s a lie—let me rephrase that again: you hated yang jungwon for having absolutely no mercy on your wallet
as if you weren’t worn out from the sparring match in taekwondo earlier, your best friend had to go and put the weight of his pride on your shoulders; ambling around with a stance that says, i’m the best and this abnormally overpriced chocolate milk carton acquired from y/n’s demise is solid proof.
(you’re grateful for your friendship, but this is one of the times when you regret ever making the bet with him)
the blushing clouds mark the end of another day, and you sigh, pocketing your (very few) change grumpily. “i’m going to go blind if you keep on smiling like that, yang—tone the brightness down a notch.”
jungwon: no ❤️
you try and reason with him that it was because you had too many shit you had to deal with prior to the match, but the dimpled teen wouldn’t hear any of it (knowing that all of it is bluff, you’re a terrible liar)
“you know that was a one time thing, right?” you say, and jungwon mocks you la-la-la-you-lost and he skips across street like a kid does after school, “i’m gonna beat you next time—”
“ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad.”
he pokes your cheek and retracts quickly when you try to bite him. you glare at him, but the sun hits the side of your face so you end up squinting at him instead.
then he LAUGHS
(u know,,, the one where his eyes turn into crescent moons and his lil dimple shows? yea, that one)
and you’re just standing there like 🤠
you sigh, partially because you’ve seen him do this one too many times, and because you always fall victim to his charm, so you ruffle his hair and trudge on with the air of a fallen soldier
(dw jungwon holds your hand on the way home and gives you a piece of candy bc he loves you, too)
((you’re still beating his ass next time, though,,,))
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「 NI-KI ! 」
ni-ki wants to slam his head against a wall (≡^∇^≡)
(as, per usual, how every highschooler feels as they near the end of another laborious school day)
((but even more so in his case bc who the fuck blurts out “ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad” when they’re going against their crush in a debate when they can’t think of a effective counterargument?? ni-ki, apparently))
he didn’t even mean to say it; he was so caught up in the heat of the moment that all heed for whatever slipped through his teeth disappeared, and now the whole class is staring at him open-mouthed in equal parts shock and excitement.
but the worst thing is that you’re staring at him, too—with wide eyes and an expression he can’t read
“n-no, i didn’t mean— i— you…” ni-ki’s hands fly up wildly, his limited braincells trying to think of a way to weasel out of the situation (which is impossible now, it seems). “i’m…”
the teacher observing from the side, who’s been aware of ni-ki’s crush for some time: ᕕ[ ・ ▾ ・ ]ᕗ
heat flares in his cheeks and he looks down cursing you because screw you for being so beautiful and smart why did i have to like you i Hate this
…apparently he’s said that out loud too bc his classmates are losing their shit & he promptly wants to ✨ evaporate ✨
everyone is just “??!!” because they’ve been led to believe that y’all hated each other and now this???
“you… like me?” you squeak, ni-ki can’t bear to look at you and he feels remorse peeking in his chest like an old friend; he waits for rejection, or an insult, at the very least, but when he is met with silence he looks up to see that you’re just as frazzled as he is, and his heart leaps. “like… really like me?”
the answer hangs on his tongue, but the bell intervenes, and everyone collectively jumps. ni-ki is the first to dip. he returns to his seat, grabs his bag in one swift motion; the teacher stutters out the usual end-of-class statement out of habit, and with that the blond ambles out of the room with a bitter look, finishing what his sensei was supposed to say: point to y/n.
but if loverboy looked back at that moment, he might’ve seen you trying to fight back a smile, butterflies roaming your stomach; because you no longer have to pick at daisies, wondering he hates me, he hates me not.
#enhypennetwork#enhypenwriters#enhypen#enhypen x reader#enhypen headcanons#enhypen imagines#enhypen scenarios#enhypen drabbles#lee heeseung#jay park#jake shim#park sunghoon#kim sunoo#yang jungwon#ni-ki#this is a mess i know i’m sorry strawberry anon :’>
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Never Have I Ever - Harry Styles (part 4)
i hope yall enjoyed the last part, we took a sudden and quite dirty turn ther,e but we are heading down romantic street and its all sweet and cute with a little hotness. let me know what you thought about the part!
pairing: Harry x actress!reader
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Harry Styles managed to leave quite the impression in you following his late night visit after the Emmys. He surely surprised you with not only the unbelievable orgasm he gave you with his talented fingers, but also with how big of a gentleman he really was, so keen on taking you out on a date first before he would kiss you. The timeline got a little messed up and he did apologize before he left at two in the morning for getting too carried away, but you assured him he didn’t do anything you didn’t want him to. To be honest, you wouldn’t have had a word against him kissing you right away, but you liked the respect he had for you, not something you’ve had plenty of lately. The men you dealt with in the past year were eager to get into your pants without the respect part, only hungry to earn fame through you, trying to blind you with sex so you wouldn’t realize their ugly motives.
This was not a threat when it came to Harry, he was just as famous as you, maybe even more. He had his own career, his own money, his own life apart from yours and he clearly wasn’t trying to use you and it was quite a refreshing change for you.
He stayed and the two of you talked so much, just sharing crazy stories from your life before and after fame, enjoying that you had someone who shared more or less the same background as you. Apart from Florence, you pretty much kept your old friends when your career took off, afraid to make new ones, always feeling a little paranoid that new people would have unholy motives when they try to befriend you.
Though you truly love your friends, they don’t really see behind the life you are living, while Harry completely does. His company is the best you’ve had in a long time, he is able to make you completely forget about everything outside the room you two are in.
You tried your best to hide your disappointment when he left that night. After offering him to stay in one of your guest bedrooms, he politely turned it down, and even though you could tell he wanted to stay, the urge to be a gentleman was greater in him, something you admire him for.
He left with the promise to see you soon on a real date and he got you as excited as a little school girl on the day of a fieldtrip.
However, given the lifestyles you two were living, finding a suitable evening for the both of you turns out to be a bigger struggle than you expected. Harry reaches out right the next day after his little visit. A good morning text waits for you by the time you open your eyes in the noon and by the evening he asks you out, however you have to realize the date has to wait a little.
You have two trip outside the city upcoming in the next two weeks and he is also planning to fly back to London for a while, the trips totally crashing in the timeline, not even having just the smallest window that would fit the both of you.
Accepting the fact that it would have to wait a little longer, you keep in close touch, eager to find the date that would finally be suitable for you and him as well. Endless texts, sweet calls and sneaky FaceTimes scatter through the days you spend apart and you find it hard to think of a time when he wasn’t hitting you up all the time.
On a Thursday evening, after a long day of fittings for upcoming events, you find yourself sitting on your couch with a sweet glass of wine, scrolling through your social media feeds when something catches your eyes.
Harry has been away in Los Angeles in the past few days and he mentioned having an interview the other day, but you didn’t think it would be out so soon, but here it was, a short video clip cut out by some random page that had a rather interesting title.
“Harry Styles talks about next album and mystery girl in his life.”
Your curiosity is way too strong not to click on it and have a look at it, so taking a sip from your wine you tap on the link and let the video load.
“It’s been some time since your last album came out, have you been working on new music lately?” the interviewer asked from behind the camera as Harry sat on a lilac sofa, wearing black high-waisted pants with a pink and white floral printed shirt tugged into it, his suspenders topping the look perfectly. His green eyes are fixed on the person asking him as he nods.
“Yeah, I think I never really stop making new music. I do have sessions when I’m trying to put a new album together, but I also write in the meantime as well, whenever I have an idea or inspiration. I don’t hold back,” he adds with a cheeky smile.
“Have you found any inspiration lately?” the question is heard and Harry nods once again.
“I have, actually,” he answers shortly, but his smirk gives it away that there’s a lot more behind his words and you feel your heart flutter in your chest. Is he talking about you?
“Has it been a person?” the reporter inquires, making Harry’s smile grow wider.
“A lot of things and people inspire me.”
“Alright, and is your latest inspiration something or someone new in your life?” the guy tries again, even though it’s well known that Harry likes to give vague answers instead of straight yeses and nos.
“Kind of new,” he simply answers and the reporter realizes he won’t be sharing more about the topic so he moves on with the next question and the video cuts out right there.
Though it wasn’t mentioned that he was talking about someone in particular, his fans drew the assumption that he is definitely seeing someone who has been his inspiration behind his new music. Feeling bold and a little flirty, you open up your messages and send him a quick text.
“A kind of new inspiration, huh?”
His reply comes almost right away, as always.
“Have you been stalking fanpages about me?”
“Would it be weird?”
“From you? It’s flattering. Little scary, but in a good way.”
You can’t help but chuckle reading his words. He never fails to make you laugh, you find his humor your favorite kind, never hurtful, but a little spicy, if you could say that, a lot of irony laced into it.
“Back to the topic: what’s your inspiration? Or should I ask… who is your inspiration?”
“Not gonna beat around the bush and just admit it…”
You wait and wait… and wait, but nothing comes afterwards and you are dying to have him admit that it’s been you, but not even the three dots appear at the bottom, so you take the lead again.
“Well, do it. Admit it, Styles!”
The fucker likes your message right away, meaning he has been in the thread all along, waiting for you to write something.
“Alright, but don’t tell anyone, because she is kinda famous and I don’t want the media to find out about it.”
“You have my silence.”
You watch the three dots dance at the bottom, holding your breath while you sink your teeth into your bottom lip, trying to contain your wide grin that’s been plastered across your face this whole time.
When the text finally arrives you snort loudly, almost spilling your wine, laughing so hard you are happy you don’t like in a tiny apartment anymore with paper walls, because your neighbor would have definitely heard your laughter all the way down the hallway.
“It’s Betty White. Fuck, she is all I can think about.”
You need a minute to stop the laughter and type your reply.
“She is hot, gotta give you that.”
“Right?? I hope she is not afraid to date younger guys though.”
“I’m sure she would make an exception for you.”
“I hope so too.”
There’s a short pause, where you just read back his lines, chuckling to yourself some more. He always has a witty comment or comeback, no matter what you’re talking about and not once has he made you laugh madly on a set, at a meeting or just lying in bed before going to sleep.
“Joke aside, would it scare you away if I said I have definitely written about you?”
“Is this another theoretical question? Like the one you asked me on Ellen?”
You smile to yourself thinking back at the conversation the two of you had on the show when he was trying to figure out if you’d be up to give him your number.
“Maybe. So theoretically, would that be weird to you?”
“No,” you write, but quickly send another text. “But you know, it’s just theory. You’d have to tell me for real to find out.”
“Should have saw that coming…”
“Yeah, you really should have,” you muse to yourself, finishing up your glass and you carefully put it to your coffee table before sliding further down on the couch to get back to the conversation with Harry. You see that he hasn’t sent anything after his last one, so you decide to actually answer his question.
“Joke aside from my part, I wouldn’t find it weird. I think it’s flattering.”
“Okay, because I was ready to burn all my notes if you said it would be too much.”
“What if you’d be burning a Grammy worthy song though?”
“Would be a shame. But I would still burn it for you.”
“You are such a flirt…”
“Can’t help it! Or should I not be?”
“I like it. So don’t change.”
“Noted.”
Your little conversation has to come to an end since he is about to go into a meeting, but when you say your goodbyes and decide it’s time to head to bed, you already know a text will be waiting for you when you wake up in the morning.
Days and even weeks go by and you start to have a little too much on your plate. No matter how much you love your job and that it has always been your dream, sometimes you just need a breather. In the past week you’ve been in and out of auditions for a movie they keep top secret, you didn’t even get a script, just a few pages you had to memorize and they’ve been asking for more and more tapes from you with kind of absurd requests, but your agent told you it’s something major, that’s why they are so secretive. However, when they ask you to come in for another reading for the fifth time in seven days and you still don’t know what you are really auditioning for, you are kind of starting to have enough with all your other projects running at the same time. Your days start at six in the morning and rarely end before eleven in the night.
An entire month after the night Harry came over to your place, you kind of lose patience. The frustration that’s been building up inside you just simply bursts when your agent texts you on your way home that you’d have to go in for another casting in the morning for the same mystery movie.
“Have they not seen my face enough?” you snap, hands meeting the wheel as you keep your eyes on the road ahead of you.
“I’m sorry, Hun. I know it’s annoying, but they requested you, that means you are still an option for them.” Mona’s voice comes through the speakers of the car since your phone is connected to it.
“Do they need me to read the whole fucking Bible in front of a camera or what?” you growl.
“I have a good feeling about this last one, alright? And if they still can’t decide after that, we can always just say that we want out.”
“Then I would be labelled as the problematic little princess,” you sigh, knowing well how this industry works. Just one mistake and you can easily end up in a theoretical ditch.
“Just hold on a little longer, okay? I’ll send you the details in email and we’ll talk more tomorrow.”
“Yeah, thanks.”
“Bye, girl.”
Mona is an angel. She’s been your agent for about five years now, she is the one who gets you into castings, well, at least that’s what she was doing before you managed to reach your breakthrough. She got your name on lists you couldn’t even dare to dream of and she is the reason why you are here today. Now she mostly handles requests for you to go in for castings, creators started to reach out to you a while ago, though Mona still works her magic sometimes to get you into castings that are still out of your league.
By the time you get home, you are desperate to do something. Anything. You’ve been nonstop working these past weeks and you just need to get out of this loop that sucked you in. Before you could even think through what you’re doing, you dial Harry’s number.
He is back in the city, that you know of because he texted even before he got home. You both ditched the idea of having your date today, because you just knew it would be a long day for you, and it’s the truth, it’s past ten, so not quite ideal for a date, but you ran out of fucks to give.
“Y/N? Everything alright?” he asks, noticing that you called, which is not what you usually do, or at least not without checking in if he is free to talk.
“Yeah, sorry I called so randomly. Are you busy?” you ask, feeling a little out of breath, even though you definitely didn’t do anything physically hard. You just can’t help but feel anxious since you are about to ask him out on a spontaneous date.
“No, just… packing and all that. What’s up?”
“So you don’t have anything to do right now?” you clear up.
“No,” he chuckles.
“Alright, so then… what do you say we have that date now?”
Even with him always being so blunt and open about how interested he is in you, it still makes you perfect to ask him out. The silence that comes from his side doesn’t necessarily help either and you are already preparing yourself to get rejected.
“You know it’s ten pm, right?” he then asks, a little unsure if you really thought it through.
“I am aware, yes.”
“Don’t you have work in the morning? I know you always start your days so early, I don’t want to be the reason why yo—“
“Harry,” you stop him midsentence. “I do not give a fuck about what I’m doing in the morning,” you bluntly tell him and you can tell he is smiling on the other end of the call. “So the question is still the same. Do you want to have that date now?”
He doesn’t ask anything else, just simply say the following: “I’ll pick you up in thirty.”
“Make it twenty,” you tell him and end the call before he could protest.
Ignoring the adrenaline rush you that just washed over your body you quickly make your way to the bathroom to take the quickest cold shower before putting on some clean clothes. You really don’t want to overdo it, knowing well since it’s so abrupt he wouldn’t be taking you anywhere that would require you look spotless. You choose not to put on any makeup, not just because you don’t have the time, but also because you feel a weird urge to just be bare, be yourself around him. The same goes for your outfit. You put aside all designer clothes and opt for a simple pair of jeans, a black tank top and a bright yellow knitted jumper over it, looking awfully casual, but feeling rather comfortable.
It takes Harry 22 minutes to get to your place, but you choose not to comment on those two extra minutes when you get into his car. Luckily, he isn’t dressed to impress either, wearing a simple pair of jeans with some kind of washed out, vintage printed tee shirt with his Bode Jacket he has worn in his famous SNL episode. His hair looks a little mess and even wet, making you wonder if your call caught him in the middle of a shower or he showered after you agreed to meet up.
“Long time no see,” he smiles at you, his boyish smirk making your heart flutter so easily as he eyes you while you buckle yourself up.
“You had plenty of paparazzi photos to look at in the meantime, Mr. Styles,” you smirk at him teasingly as he starts the car and leaves from in front of your complex.
“My favorite was the ones of you where you were walking out of a restaurant wearing that silk dress and the coat.”
“So you did see pap pictures?” you ask chuckling, you didn’t mean it entirely, but you find it funny that he actually saw pictures of you.
“You know, it’s been hard to avoid you online, especially because I keep liking all your posts so my phone thinks I’m interested in you. Which is true, and I’m not complaining about the content I’ve been seeing about you lately,” he admits chuckling and your eyes wander down to his ring clad fingers on the wheel. Your thoughts take you back to when they were touching you at places you haven’t been touched in a while. How they felt inside you and how desperate he could make you with just his hands.
You force yourself to look away from his hands and focus on the present time before your arousal becomes way too evident.
“Sorry I’m everywhere,” you smirk at him, enjoying the situation maybe a little too much.
“Don’t be,” he chuckles, glancing in your way for a moment, his green eyes meeting your gaze. “I don’t mind it,” he adds and those damn butterflies as quick to act up again in your stomach.
You don’t try to get him to tell where you are headed, wanting it to be a surprise yourself, so you just stare out at the night city as it runs past you, still quite a lot of people walking on the streets even though it’s now nearing eleven.
What you know is that you’re still in Manhattan and it seems like you won’t leave it either. Harry navigates his way through the city easily, he is not even using GPS, something you could never do. No matter how long you’ve been living here, you’ll always get lost in this jungle some call New York City. About fifteen minutes after leaving your complex, Harry parks the car down in a spot he found along the road, and looking out the window you’re trying to figure out where you are, but it doesn’t ring a bell. Seems just like a usual part of the Upper West Side, so now he has you curious about his plans.
“Where did you bring me, Mr. Styles?” you ask him as the two of you meet on the sidewalk and he glances at your with a sly smirk.
“Since you gave me such a short notice about our date, I thought I would show you one of my favorite places in the city and I hope you haven’t it.”
“Well, I can assure you I don’t know it, because I have no idea what could be here,” you admit.
Harry nods at you to follow him and you walk side by side until the next corner.
“I think you already know that I’m English,” he starts off, making you chuckle.
“Yeah, it’s pretty evident,” you nod.
“So, in the past decade I haven’t spent as much time in the UK as I wanted, and a few years ago I discovered a little piece of my home in the city.”
Trying to figure out what he meant by that you don’t even realize where you just took a turn to. Harry stops and you snap out of your thoughts, looking up and seeing a charming little street ahead you, looking totally out of place in the city’s fashion. The townhouses all the way down look like they’ve been placed here straight from England, the Tudor style complex is a refreshing change in the fast paced, busy streets of Manhattan.
You can’t help but gasp at the sight in front of you, taking in every tiny detail with your eager eyes as the feeling of being in a fairytale takes over your mind. If only it weren’t for the busy noises of the streets around the micro-neighborhood, you would completely believe that you’ve been magically teleported to England.
“It’s called the Pomander Walk. Always makes me feel like I’m home away from home whenever I miss my family and my hometown.”
Harry starts walking down the narrow pavement that runs between the houses, lined with quite some greenery, something you noticed right away. There are just so many plants and flowers down the street, it’s pretty clear the residents keep them in good care.
You catch up with Harry, eyes still taking in the pleasant contrast Pomander Walk has to offer for any visitors.
“I feel like we are invaders,” you tell him. It looks so secluded, makes you feel like you weren’t even supposed to be here.
“Don’t worry, it’s totally public. The people who live here are pretty nice too. Love it when someone comes around.”
“How did you find this place?”
“A friend told me about it and just came to see it for myself one day,” he tells you as the two of you slowly make your way down the street, slow enough so you could see everything. “There are 61 units and they were built in 1921 by Thomas J. Healy. He originally wanted to build a hotel here, but didn’t have the money to just yet, so he built these instead to make some cash for the hotel. He never got to do that though, died a few years later, so Pomander Walk stayed.”
You listen to him, soaking in every word that leaves his lips, finding his oddly specific knowledge about this place quite exciting and… kinda hot. You could listen to him talk about historical facts for days without getting bored.
“The whole complex was renovated in 2009, they restored a bunch of architectural details that lost through the years.”
“Looks fantastic. I wonder what they look like on the inside,” you muse, your eyes wandering over the colorfully painted old school window blinds on most of the townhouses.
Walking down the pavement you realize there’s not a single soul around here, something you don’t get to experience too often in the city.
“It’s not too well-known, right? I don’t see any tourists and all that.”
Harry shakes his head, eyes ahead of him as he hides his hands in his pockets.
“No, ‘s quite hidden, not often listed in sights to be seen in the city. That’s why I like to come here so much.”
“Easy to stay unnoticed,” you add with a smile as your eyes meet his gaze and he nods, returning the smile.
You walk back and forth on the street at least five times, just talking and sharing and laughing, finally falling out of the misery of your everydays. He still amazes you with how good of a company he is, with his broad view of life and many experiences, you can truly connect with him on a level you haven’t been able to reach with anyone in a long time.
It’s way over midnight when you head back to his car, holding hands that happened at a point earlier, but you can’t tell who reached for who. It was kind of mutual, but now you didn’t want to let go of him… ever. You let your fingers play with his S ring on his pinky while he keeps running his thumb over the back of your hand whenever he has the chance. It’s a little disappointing when you have to let go of each other when you climb back into his car and head back home.
“I know this date wasn’t much, but I hope you liked it,” he smiles at you shyly before his eyes snap back at the road ahead of him.
“Shut up, this was literally the best date I’ve had,” you tell him making him chuckle. “Thank you for showing it to me.”
“Now it’s your secret place too. Maybe we’ll run into each other here one day.”
“I’ll definitely come back,” you admit smirking.
The city lights pass by you faster than you want them to, and you arrive to your complex way too early. Well, not according to the time, because it’s way past half past midnight now, but you just don’t want the night to end. However, you know Harry would not come up if you asked. He is way too big of a gentleman and he wouldn’t want to make you miss your appointment in the morning, but you are definitely collecting that kiss he promised a month or so ago.
“Walk me up, will you?” you ask him softly when he parks down in front of your building. He nods and follows you inside without a second thought.
You both know it’s about to happen, the air thickens between you two in the elevator and neither of you can hold back the small smiles on your lips. Harry walks next to you until you reach your front door and you turn to face him, his green eyes already examining your every move.
“I’m happy we finally got to do this,” you tell him, feeling a blush warming your cheeks from the way he looks at you now.
“I’m glad you called. Was starting to think we would never meet again,” he chuckles making you laugh as well. It really did feel like the universe was plotting against you, but you bet it didn’t expect your sudden move tonight.
There’s a longer pause where neither of you knows what to say or do next and your patience is running low, especially when you see him run his tongue over his pink lips. You just can’t wait any longer to taste them.
“Harry,” you breathe out, the frustration and desire at an all-time high now in your system. Never in your life did it take this long for you to get to a kiss with a guy you were clearly interested in and who returned the feeling as well.
“Yeah?”
“Swear to my lost Emmy Award if you don’t kiss me right now I’ll—“
You don’t get to finish, you don’t even know what you’d have said, but it’s all forgotten when Harry kisses you hard, hands cupping your jaw on both sides, angling your head to grant him the best access to your lips. You return the kiss without a second thought, hungrily tugging and pulling on his lips, your tongues meeting in the middle and fuck! He really knows how to make your toes curl with just a kiss. You grab a fistful of his t-shirt at his stomach, pulling him close and the cold touch of his rings on your skin makes you shudder. Everything about him makes your legs turn into jelly and you are willingly offering yourself to him without a doubt.
He pushes you against your front door, one of his hands wanders down to your waist and he gives it a gentle squeeze that makes you open your mouth more for him. You are a mess and so is he. You have no idea how long you make out, but when you eventually pull back, your chest is heaving and your lips feel swollen. Harry pecks your lips two more times before forcing himself to let go of you.
“Good night, Y/N,” he murmurs in a low voice as he starts to back towards the elevator.
“Good night, Harry,” you say a little out of breath. He smirks at you one last time before walking into the elevator and the doors close, officially ending your first date.
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𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: Your life is as good as it gets. The perfect husband, the perfect daughter, the perfect job. But what you are unaware is that your husband is a deadly assassin and your long-lost friend, now a fearsome mob boss is hell bent on getting you back. But what you don’t know can't hurt you, right?
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: psychological disorder, PTSD, domestic abuse, yandere, obsession, violence, cursing. If you find any of this triggering please DNI. Also inform me if I left something out.
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As the Winter Soldier entered the house, his instincts kicked in. The house was too quiet for his liking. He kept the bags on the sofa and started climbing up the stairs towards your bedroom. Oh, how much he loved you. You had never left his side, not when he lost his arm, not when the guilt became too much to live with and he cried his eyes out near you while you said sweet nothings into his ears. He wanted to keep you by side always, he wasn’t ever letting you go. Soon he was going to ask you to leave your job and stay at home looking after him and Iris.
He couldn’t stand to see the tired look in your eyes, how you managed everything, your job, your kid, the house and most importantly him. In the beginning he was afraid you wouldn’t love him, that you would only love Bucky, but you loved him just as much; though you were unaware that he existed in Bucky. Bucky was an idiot to let you roam free and be away from him, especially when the world is filled with cruel people. He was a fool to let you be friends with Thor or any man in general. You were only his and Bucky’s. He was Bucky only, but he was much stronger and capable than Bucky. He was the one who would protect you, not Bucky. The Soldat loved you much more than Bucky ever could.
As he opened the door, he noticed you were in the bathroom. As he entered inside, for a second even he was shocked. You were sitting with your legs folded and staring wide eyed at his computer. He noticed you were watching his files and videos and you were so dumbstruck that you didn’t even notice him standing at the door.
But seeing you watch him do the deed sent a weird wave of pride through him. He wasn’t ever going to tell you any of this, after all it was highly confidential and your life could have been jeopardized. But seeing you now, watching his skilled work with awe, made his chest swell with pride. He deserved to get his work appreciated by his wife; after all, he had put sweat and blood in it, and you weren't even aware, but not anymore. What he failed to notice was that it wasn’t awe on your face, it was unadulterated fear.
He could clearly see as your eyes filled with tears and you pressed a hand on your face. He knew you were scared, but he would tell you not to be. For you, there was nothing to be afraid of him. As you started to puke, he went and held your hair in one hand while with the other he quietly shushed you. The last thing he wanted was to see you suffer. He wanted to protect you, keep you safe from the world, not hurt you.
After you emptied your stomach, you slouched besides the toilet and huffed loudly. The tears from your eyes weren't stopping. “Peeking in other people’s stuff ain’t a good habit, doll.” he said calmly as he folded his hands while leaning against the door frame.
Your eyes widened when you realized that it was Bucky shushing you all this while. But why would he do that, now that you had found his secret. Maybe he was being merciful before killing you. Wait, he was going to kill you!!! You had seen top secret information and there was no going back. You averted your gaze from him as you stared at the laptop. Another video of Bucky’s murders running on it.
You couldn't exactly make out what the video was as your eyes were filled with unshed tears. “He had a big ass fence and four huge dogs guarding the house. But well, all dogs can be lured by treats.” he said shrugging as if he was talking about your neighbors' dogs and not of the person he had killed. And you realized he regretted nothing; he was talking about murdering people with pride rather than guilt.
“Make it quick.” your voice was barely audible as pathetic sobs escaped your eyes. The Winter Soldier titled his head in confusion, “And what made you think that I’m going to kill you?” you looked up at him with even more fear. “I wasn’t supposed to see all this. And I’ve seen enough movies and read enough books to know what happens when you see stuff you aren't supposed to.” you shivered violently at the thought.
The Soldier chuckled dryly “You are right, if they know that you’ve seen all this, then they wouldn’t bat an eyelid in executing you. But... who is going to tell them? Not me for sure. I just need one promise, you aren't ever going to tell this to anyone, no matter what, no matter whose life is at stake. You are going to pretend you never saw any of this. Delete all this from your brain right now!” he ordered.
His commanding voice sent shivers down your spine, “I promise, I promise not to tell anyone....... I'm sorry, please.” you had no idea for what you were apologizing or pleading for. “It's okay.” he said with a faint smile as he picked you up gently and you wondered whether it was the same man capable of killing people in the blink of an eye. As you quietly sat on the bed, you dared not look at him; he on the other hand was lovingly staring at you.
You wanted to tell him to give up this job and start anew, but you knew this wasn't the right timing. “Don't worry, I’ll keep you safe. You don’t have to do anything. Just sign your resignation and I'll turn it in. You'll be safe in this house. You don't even have to ever leave it. The hospital doesn’t even pay you enough for your handwork.”
You looked at Bucky with shock and betrayal, you absolutely adored your work. You wouldn’t ever give up being a surgeon and saving lives. You had spent years trying to reach where you were today, and you loved doing what you did. How could Bucky ever say something like that. He was always so supportive but well, he wasn’t the same Bucky he once was.
“You wouldn’t ever meet any other man. Doll, you don't know how this world is, there are lunatics, murderers and all kinds of bad people. But I’ve vowed to keep you safe and I will. Just don’t, just don’t stop loving me.”
“You are joking right? You don’t mean that... do you?” You asked unsure of his words. “Why would I joke about this?” Your heart beat so loudly that you knew he heard it. To keep you inside your house like a prisoner, had he lost his mind? You enjoyed your freedom more than anything. And at that exact moment you realized that Bucky had utterly and completely lost his sanity.
“You can’t do that! I love my job and I’m not resigning anytime soon. I have friends for Christ’s sake. I have a goddamn life James! What the hell do you mean I won’t see any other men?” You lost your cool. Enough was enough. He couldn’t control your life; you wouldn’t let him.
You took a deep breath; you didn’t want him to misinterpret your next words and ignore you. “James, I believe it should be the other way around. I think it’s time you drop being a hit man. It’s not safe...” at your words he tilted his head and squinted his eyes. But still you continued, “It’s clearly dangerous. The things you’re doing, they could jeopardize all our lives, you, me, Iris. And the way you kill...” you cleared your throat and shook your head.
“It’s not safe for your mental health too. Look Buck, you think I don’t know, but I know you secretly cry at night. You feel guilty, so just stop now. We’ll work it through before it’s too late.” You said while rubbing his arm.
“Think about Rissie, she misses her dad so much when you are gone. Maybe take a job where you won’t have to leave and you can be with her so much more. Also... the lives that you’ve... umm.... they are taking a toll on you. You are not present with us anymore Buck, you stare off and don’t give a shit as to what we say. And it’s not just me that notices. You get irritated so quickly, it’s difficult Bucky. But it can all change if you want, Buck.”
Soldat’s talented ears ignored every word you said and only paid attention to the fact that you care about him so much. He doubted that you would get hysterical knowing what he did, but instead you were worried for him. You were ready to forgive him. He was the luckiest bastard.
You saw his love-struck expression and you knew he wants listening to you. “Bucky...!!??? Listen to what I’m saying! Leave that goddamn job!” You lost your cool and yelled at him.
“Do you know why I took that job? They gave me a chance! They gave me my arm back. I would’ve hated being a burden to you and now look, I’m capable to taking care of you. You don’t understand, I can’t leave that job. They gave birth to me.” Your heart ached at his words.
“Bucky, nothing matters if I’m gonna lose you...!!! You are all that matters. And working for Hydra hasn’t fixed you; it had broken you even more. I miss my Bucky. Please, ple....”
At your words, the Winter Soldier snapped his head towards you, “What did you say? Huh, you miss who?” You narrowed your eyes and you couldn’t quite get the meaning of his words. “What? I said I missed Buck, you were so sweet not controlling, I just...” you stopped talking seeing the deadly expression on his face.
“That idiot Bucky is not going to save you! It’s me! I’m the one who will keep you safe. I love you so much more than Bucky ever has. Don’t you understand. Bucky is weak and he is not coming back.” You winced at his cruel words.
“James, you are the Soldat right now? You.... you need help.” You stuttered. At your words Soldat lost his cool, couldn’t you understand and accept his love for you. He raised his flesh arm and slapped you across the face. What was in Bucky that wasn’t in him. He was right, you only loved him as you thought it was Bucky; you didn’t love the Soldat. But he was Bucky, too right?
“Bucky!!!” You held your stinging cheek. You might have tolerated his words but how dare he hit you? You weren’t the one going to sit back and take his shit. In the heat of the moment, you slapped him back. “How dare you?” you screamed at him. He just closed his eyes and took a deep breath; he knew he had messed up big time. The Soldat was scared of one thing: your anger and resentment in him. He hated when he upset you.
“James enough is enough. I’ve had too much of your shit! All I try to do is support you and care for you. I literally handle this house, a job, I look after Rissie, and I take care of you like you are a child. Not once have I ever complaint.
James, I love you so much, but it’s so taxing! Love is not supposed hurt; it’s not supposed to be one sided. I try everything I can to help you. But you? You just don’t care! All you do is come up with stupider excuses. Keeping me home? Making me leave my job? What the fuck is wrong with you?” You shook your head and pinched your nose.
“Look James, I can’t do this anymore. I think we should take a break. We both need to breathe. We need to take a look at things from a different perspective....” before you could continue, he snapped.
On moment you were trying to talk some sense into him and the next you were pinned to the wall with his metal arm squeezing the life out of you. Your eyes widened and you desperately tried to breathe, but he had blocked your windpipe. “Jame...” you couldn’t even continue your sentence.
The Soldat was furious. How could you? How could you suggest that he leave you? You didn’t need a break, you needed him. Only him. And he was going to prove it to you. He wouldn’t let you leave. You started banging your hands on his arm but it was of no use. His eyes were dead, like in the videos. And that scared you more.
Finally, your arms gave out and you were on the verge of passing out. Yet that didn’t stop him, he was a madman with a point to prove. But then a small blood vessel burst open in your left cheek. And when Bucky noticed that, he came back to his senses.
He quickly left his grip and ran back, bumping into the bed. You sagged back down the wall, wheezing. For minutes or for hours you couldn’t tell, you both didn’t dare move. You were shivering and sobbing. And he was contemplating everything, how could he?
He wasn’t the Winter Soldier right now, he was Bucky. Why did the Soldat had to ruin everything? He was fine till it was limited to killing, but ruining his marriage. What could he ever possibly do to make up to you?
Bucky was the first one to speak up, “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. I... that wasn’t me; or maybe that was. I don’t know. I’m so confused. You were right, I shouldn’t have joined Hydra. I... I don’t know what to say, what to do.... ,,.... please say something, don’t stay quiet. Please.!” He pleaded with tears in his eyes.
“Tell me, tell me what shall I say so that you wouldn’t snap.” Your voice was hoarse and it was hurting to even say one sentence. “You are right, we should give each other space.” His heart broke to million pieces, but he knew it was right. The Soldat could come back any moment and he was too unstable to stay with you and Rissie.
“I’ll... uhmm.. I’ll leave. I can come here for an hour everyday till...” he suggested. “Please, please don’t. You are too scary. Think about Iris. Just go to Rachel, you’ve denied it for too long and look at us. If she says you are stable enough, come back anytime. But... not before.” Rachel was your friend and an excellent psychiatrist. “Oh, okay. Forgive me please. I’m sorry...”
“Leave please!” You quietly observed as he picked up his duffel bag, which was packed all the time for emergency, and left the room. You got up and followed him, all while thinking of the beautiful moments you shared with Bucky. “Goodbye.” He said and you nodded as he left the house in his car.
“Umm, are you okay? I was worried, I don’t mean to pry. I just heard some commotion.” Sam said as he entered your front yard. Sam was neighbor and a dear friend. He had moved in soon after you had. But you had known each other much before that. He used to frequently visit your hospital with one reason or another. You guessed he had a thing for one of the nurses but he never agreed. He was a light hearted person and you enjoyed his company.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I appreciate your concern.” you tried your best to smile. His eyes quickly went to the bruises on your neck. “You don’t have to be formal, tell me. We are friends. Are you fine? Do you need something.” You couldn’t stop your tears at his concern.
“I’m not fine, but I don’t want to talk about it right now.” You said wiping the tears off. “If you need me, anytime, I’m just one call away.” He gave you a warm smile. “Thanks Sam. I’m so glad you are my friend.”
“You are hell bent on giving me diabetes with your sweet words, lady. Take care of yourself. I’ll be right next door.” He said as he saw you walk into the house.
He quickly exited your house and removed his phone from his pajama. He had to make a call.
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You were in your own thoughts. Bucky hadn’t once called you or showed up in the past six days. You had expected him to come back the next day or at least call.
As you walked back home from the hospital, you didn’t notice the huge Greek god of a man walk straight into you. “I’m sorry.” You said out of instinct without looking up.
You stopped right in your tracts when you heard a familiar yet much affirmative voice calling your name. You turned around and stared right into his eyes. He had changed, become much much bigger and stronger than before. But his eyes, they were the same.
“Steve?!” you asked with sudden excitement. He gave you a radiant smile which instantly improved your day.
Lost in the joy of meeting your long-lost friend, you were both unaware of the pair of eyes keenly observing your every move.
#chris evans#sebastian stan#mcu#marvel#dark!bucky x reader#dark!bucky#mob!steve x reader#mob!steve#winter soldier#winter soldier x reader#steve rogers x reader#bucky barnes x reader#Steve Rogers#Bucky Barnes
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Everytime We Kiss
Hey hey everyone! Here’s the first social media fic with O’Knutzy! It was a lot of fun to write and it’s an idea I’ve been sitting on for a while, because I wanted them to be part of it. Hope you enjoy! Sweater Weather/ O’Knutzy credit goes to @lumosinlove!
“Hey, Lions, welcome back to Lion Pride! I’m your host, Dorcas Meadowes.” She smiled at the camera. “We’re here today with James and Lily Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Leo Knut, Finn O’Hara, and Logan Tremblay to do a series of challenges. That’s a lot of names.”
“I’m surprised you managed that in one breath,” Leo laughed.
“Leo, Logan, and Finn, this is your first time in one of our couples videos. Do you have any thoughts about that?”
“I’ve heard they’re terrifying,” Finn said. “But everyone seemed to have fun, so I’m kind of excited.”
“You’ve got nothing to worry about.” Dorcas winked at the camera and Logan raised his eyebrows.
“What was that look for? Should we be afraid?”
“Nah.” Another wink. “Anyway, let’s get started! We talked about this before we started filming, but just to clarify: you’re all cool with kissing each other and making physical contact?”
Lily snorted. “As long as I don’t have to make out with anyone, sure.”
James pouted his lower lip. “Anyone?”
“Not on camera, lover boy.”
“That’s fair.”
The camera cut to a title screen and words curled across the screen. Challenge Number One: Identify Your Partner By Touching Their Face
Lily sat on a couch, blindfolded, while James, Sirius, and Leo sat in chairs across from her. Sirius scooted forward and carefully took her hands, placing them on his face. She felt along his chin, nose, and forehead before pausing at his cheekbones. “Is this Sirius?” she asked with a grin. “I think this is Sirius.”
“You only have to identify James,” Dorcas said off-camera.
“This definitely isn’t James, but I’m ninety percent sure this is Cap. His cheekbones could cut glass.” The boys switched seats and James took Sirius’ place. Lily hummed when she touched his temples. “This might be him. Did you take his glasses off?”
“Yes.”
“Bummer, he looks cute with them.” James struggled to keep down a smile and Lily ran her thumbs down his cheeks. “Oh, I feel dimples! I think I found him.”
“You have one more to try.”
Leo swapped places with James and Lily started to laugh as soon as she felt his jaw. “Aw, baby face! This isn’t James. I’m going to go with Leo, since he’s got those cute little cheeks. Wait, wait.” She ran her thumbs down his nose and nodded. “This is Leo Knut. Button nose rookie. Number two was Jamie, though.”
“Alright, take your blindfold off.”
“Hell yeah!” She high-fived James when she removed the fabric. “Knew it.”
“New rule: you can’t smile while someone is touching your face,” Dorcas said.
The next person on the couch was Sirius, and he looked incredibly nervous beneath his blindfold. “Re, if I fail miserably at this, please know that I’m sorry.”
Remus was the first in line and had to cover his mouth to stop laughing before putting Sirius’ hands on his face.
“I don’t have to guess everyone, right?”
“Correct. Lily was just being an overachiever.”
“Hmmm.” He traced Remus’ cheeks and Remus closed his eyes with a slight smile. “This might be him, honestly. Long eyelashes. Un moment.” Sirius trailed his fingers along Remus’ lips. “I think this is Re? His upper lip is rounder at the top, and I can feel the tilt right here.” He touched the edge of his mouth and Remus’ eyes crinkled at the corners.
“Next person,” Dorcas said.
Lily took Remus’ place and Sirius immediately grinned. “This is Lily.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I can do this!” He lightly pinched her cheeks and gave them a squish. “She likes to make fun of Leo for having a baby face, but Harry has the exact same cheeks.”
“Alright, final person.”
“Oh, this is a tough one.” Sirius bit his lip as he felt along Finn’s face. “The jawline is like Re’s and his nose is really straight. Mon dieu, it’s either the first one or this one.”
“Do you want to try the first one again?”
“Sure.” Remus slid to the front and guided Sirius’ hands up. “Why did I do this to myself? Okay, the last one had a longer face, but the lip thing is really throwing me off. Is this—is this Finn?”
“I can’t tell you,” Dorcas said.
Sirius paused, then blew out a long breath. “I think the third one is Remus.”
“You can take your blindfold off now.”
“Fuck,” Sirius muttered as he looked at the people on the couch. “I should have gone with my gut!”
“I’m surprised you got us mixed up,” Finn said, scooting over next to Remus. “We don’t look alike.”
“It’s the jawline!” They both turned to look at Dorcas with equally disbelieving looks.
Leo was the last one with the blindfold; next to him, four people sat in the chairs instead of the previous three.
“Okay, Leo, you’ve got an extra challenge. You have to pick both your boys out of the group of four.”
“I think I’m going to be good at this,” he said as James lifted his hands, and stuck his tongue between his teeth in concentration. “This person has broken their nose a lot and their chin is too square for either of them.”
Remus took James’ place and Leo laughed.
“Oh, fuck, this is hard! Cap, I’m sorry for making fun of you. This is either Loops or Finn and I genuinely cannot tell.”
Finn widened his eyes at the camera and Dorcas stifled a snicker. “Third person, go ahead.”
“Okay, I can feel a pointier chin…” Finn’s shoulders relaxed as Leo ran a finger down his nose and over his lips. “This is Harzy.”
Logan was next. “One more, Knut.”
“Alright, I got this.” Leo shook his hands out and felt for Logan’s face, then skimmed them along his forehead. He hesitated, and a slow smile spread across his face. “Hang on. Hang on, I think I’ve got this.” He felt along Logan’s nose and nodded. “Yep. This is Lo.”
“How do you know?” Dorcas asked.
“He’s got a little bump on the bridge of his nose, and I know that because I opened a door into his face two days ago on accident.”
Finn had to press his face into James’ shirt to muffle his laughter. “Okay, you can take the blindfold off now,” Dorcas said.
“Yes!” Leo whooped when he saw the group, not even bothering to take the blindfold off all the way. “I knew I’d be good at this.”
“Peanut, I need you to do something for me.” Finn and Remus both moved their chairs so they were next to each other. “Take a good, long look, okay? Cap, you should get over here as well.”
“Fuck off, Harzy,” Sirius grumbled off-screen.
“Are you sure, baby? It might be a good idea,” Remus said with mock-sincerity.
The camera quickly cut to a title screen. Challenge Number 2: Identify Your Partner By Holding Their Hand
James was the first one up, this time. A long black curtain with a hole cut in the middle hung between his chair and Logan’s. “Do I just reach through?” he asked.
“Yep,” Dorcas answered.
He reached through and fumbled for a moment before Logan laced their fingers together. “Hmm. I don’t think this is Lily because her hands are smaller and softer.”
Logan let go of his hand and stood up so Lily could sit down.
James lit up. “This might be her! We aren’t allowed to wear our rings for the challenges, but this person has smaller hands for sure.”
“Last one.”
James nearly smacked Remus in the arm trying to grab his hand; Remus took his wrist and carefully placed it in the proper spot. “Slender fingers, but the passive-aggressive guidance is throwing me off. I’m gonna go with number two.”
“Alright, look around the corner,” Dorcas said.
He beamed when he saw the line of people. “I got it right! Fuck yeah!”
“Way to go, sweets,” Lily laughed, pecking his cheek.
Remus grinned at him. “Sorry for being passive-aggressive.”
“Are you kidding? That was a huge help.” James gave him a side hug and the video cut to Remus behind the curtain while three new people sat down on the other side.
He reached over and took Sirius’ hand, tilting his head to the side. “This might be Sirius…hmm. This is difficult. It’s definitely warm enough, but the calluses are pretty common among the team. I can’t use both hands, right?”
“Nope.”
“Bummer. The angle isn’t quite right for it to be like we’re walking.” Finn replaced Sirius, who looked mildly affronted. “This isn’t him.”
“Are you sure?”
Remus narrowed his eyes playfully at Dorcas. “Yes, I’m sure. Their hand is cold and way smaller.”
He flexed his fingers as Leo sat down. “Last one.”
As soon as their hands touched, Remus brightened. “This is Sirius!”
“Is that your final answer?” Dorcas asked. Sirius hid his face in the crook of his elbow as Leo’s shoulders began to shake with laughter.
“Yeah, no doubt.” Remus’ face fell and he sighed when he looked around the corner. “Fuck. Well, I guess that explains why I couldn’t figure out who the first person was.”
Sirius put Leo’s palm next to his. “If you can’t tell the difference, I need to hold your hand more.”
“Oh no, what a tragedy,” Remus said sarcastically, linking their hands with a smile. “Such a terrible punishment.”
Logan shook his arms out as he sat down in the chair. “I’m going to do so well with this.”
“Why’s that?” Dorcas sounded amused.
“I have two boyfriends, so someone is constantly holding my hand.” He looked quite smug about that particular fact.
“Yeah, but you have double the number of people to find.”
His smirk dimmed a bit. “True. Nah, I’ve still got this.”
There was a long pause after he reached through the slot and took Sirius’ hand.
“I may have made a mistake.” He closed his eyes and felt along Sirius’ knuckles. “This could be Leo? Maybe? His hand is really warm, but I’m not going to fuck this up like Loops did.”
Behind the curtain, Sirius’ face went pink with suppressed laughter. “Next person?” Dorcas suggested.
“Oui.” Logan bit his lip as Leo linked their hands. “Is this not the same person?”
“Nope.”
“Well, fuck. Can we come back to them?” He wiggled his fingers until Lily sat down and laced them together. “This isn’t either of them. It’s Lily, I think, since she has the smallest hands and I don’t feel any calluses.”
Finn sat down next and Logan paused before smiling to himself. “I think this is Finn. Wait—” He flipped his hand over and ran his thumb along the outside of Finn’s palm. “Yeah, this is Harzy. Can I try the second person again?”
“Sure thing.”
“And that’s Leo.” He gave Leo’s hand a squeeze and Lily covered her mouth with her hands, giving the camera a soft look.
“Alright, you can check now.”
“Ha! I knew I would get it!” Logan hugged both his boys and received two kisses on the head. “We’re going to wipe the floor with these guys, mes amours.”
“Square up, Tremzy,” Sirius scoffed, ruffling his hair as he walked past.
The next title card popped up: Challenge Number Three: Identify Your Partner By Hugging Them
Finn was the first one blindfolded this time and bounced slightly on his toes as the others lined up. Remus stepped to the front and took his hands, placing them carefully around his waist before moving in for a hug. “You’re too tall to be Logan and too short to be Leo, but this is very nice,” Finn muttered. Logan slid over next, grinning from ear to ear. “This is Lo.”
“How do you know?”
“Am I allowed to feel his ass?” Finn teased, making the rest of the group and the camera crew laugh. “No, it’s the shoulders and the height. Also, he put his hands between my shoulder blades.”
“Is that a thing you guys do?” Dorcas asked as Sirius walked forward.
“It’s just a Lo thing—” Finn cut off with a gasp as his arms wrapped around Sirius. “Cap cuddles!”
“What?”
Finn nuzzled his face into Sirius’ shirt. “Cap cuddles. I got banned from them because I fell asleep on him and drooled, which was an accident, but they’re the best.”
“You have one more person.”
“Unless Leo shrank four inches, I know it’s him.” Sirius had to practically pry Finn’s arms off him, resulting in an impressive pout that disappeared as soon as Leo took his place. “Yep, this is the one and only Nutter Butter.”
“You can take the blindfold off now.”
Finn leaned up for a short kiss halfway through pushing it off his head, which Leo happily obliged. Lily was next—she looked incredibly excited as she tied the blindfold over her eyes. “I love getting hugs from my boys,” she said as Finn walked over. “This might be James, actually. Dorcas, are you trying to throw me off by putting him first?”
“Can’t tell you, love.”
“Hmm. Can I try the next person?” Finn stepped aside and Sirius took his place; Lily sank into it with a happy hum. “This is Cap, but I might stay here for a bit and take a nap.”
“I don’t think that’s allowed,” Dorcas laughed. “Last one, go ahead.”
Lily ran her hands along James’ back for a moment before smiling. “I’m pretty sure this is the hubs. The first person was just a little too lanky.”
“Good guess,” James said, kissing her nose as she untied the blindfold.
“I’m not lanky,” Finn protested. “I’m buff and cool.”
Sirius looked far less nervous than before despite the blindfold, standing with his hands in his pockets as the next three people walked in. “Sirius, you seem more confident,” Dorcas remarked.
“I’m going to get this one,” he said with a shrug. “It’s easy.”
“We’ll see about that. First person, you’re up.”
Leo rested his chin on Sirius’ shoulder as they hugged, closing his eyes with a smile. “Aw, rookie.” Sirius pulled back and felt for his cheek, giving it a light pinch. “It’s so fun hugging someone my size.”
“Next?”
“Hey, Pots,” Sirius laughed and gave James a squeeze around the ribs. “Shit, dude, it’s been too long since I hugged you.”
“Are you sure those two were Pots and Leo?” Dorcas asked.
“Yep.” Sirius rocked back on his heels as James rejoined the line. “Leo’s the only one who’s my height, and Pots is my best friend. I know how they hug.”
“Alright, third person can step forward.”
Remus slid against him like a puzzle piece, tucking his face against Sirius’ chest. “There you are,” he said with a soft smile.
“You can take the blindfold off and check,” Dorcas said after a moment.
Neither of them moved; Sirius rested his chin on top of Remus’ head and pulled him closer. “Okay.”
The next title card popped up with lipstick kiss emojis. Challenge Number Four: Identify Your Partner By Kissing Them
“This is the final challenge,” Dorcas warned. “And just to be clear: you’re all okay with kissing each other?”
James snorted. “We all shower in the same room, like, six days a week and I’ve kissed all of them on the cheek about a million times.”
“Lily?”
“Sure, why not?” She shrugged. “It helps that three out of five are gay, though, and the sixth is my husband.”
“Fair point. Alright, Knutty, you get to go first.”
The camera cut for a moment; when it returned, Leo was blindfolded on the same couch as the first challenge, with four people in the chairs. “Okay, I’m ready,” he said. Logan leaned forward and kissed him slowly. “I hope that was one of my boys, because that was good. It’s surprisingly hard to tell, though.”
The chairs squeaked as James took Logan’s place and gave Leo a chaste peck on the lips.
“Well, that’s Pots,” Leo said with a laugh. “Sorry, man, but that was the most bro kiss I’ve ever had.”
James seemed torn between offense and amusement as he switched spots with Remus, who kissed Leo gently.
Leo licked his lips and paused. “…that was one of them. Is it okay if I ask for another one to make sure?” Remus raised his eyebrows at Finn and Logan, who nodded, before leaning back in. “Yeah, I’m gonna say that’s Lo. He’s being so gentle, though, which is new.”
Remus fist bumped Logan as he swapped with Finn, who tilted Leo’s chin up before lip-locking.
“Hiya, Harz, how’s it going?” Leo smiled and kissed him again.
“Are those your final answers?” Dorcas asked.
“Yep. Three and four for sure.” His eyes went wide when he saw the lineup. “Oh my god.”
“I’m so flattered,” Remus said, unable to keep down his laughter anymore.
“I kissed you twice?”
“You did, and it was very nice.”
“So, I need to kiss you more,” Logan said drily. “Because apparently I’m not memorable enough. Fuck’s sake, Peanut!”
“At least I got James and Finn.” Leo ran a hand through his hair.
James was the next one in the chair—once again, he seemed conflicted. “You’re still good, Pots?” Dorcas checked.
“Yep. I have total confidence in my ability to find my wife, but I’ve never actually kissed a guy.”
“Yes, you have,” Leo said off-screen.
James paused. “Good point. Alright, let’s do this.” He scooted forward a bit and Logan took a deep breath before pressing their lips together. There was a beat of quiet when they separated before James started nodding. “Okay. Okay, that was actually pretty nice. Not Lily, but not bad.”
Sirius shook his shoulders out before giving him a quick kiss.
“Was that—that wasn’t Lily.” James bit his lip. “Do it again, I want to make sure.”
Sirius rolled his eyes, but obliged.
“Nope, not Lily. Who the fuck was that?” he muttered as Lily sat down in the chair. She kissed him easily, barely able to keep a smile off her face. James hummed as she pulled away. “Hey, gorgeous.”
“Be sure you’re talking to your wife,” Dorcas reminded him.
“That’s my Lily.” He took his blindfold off and raised his eyebrows. “Cap, you have the softest fucking lips, what the hell?”
“Thank you,” Sirius laughed, reaching over for a high-five as Remus whooped off-camera. “It’s a talent.”
Remus sighed as he tied the blindfold over his eyes. “Why do I have to go last, again?”
“Because that’s the way the cookie crumbles,” Dorcas said. “Pucker up, Loops.”
He cleared his throat and turned to face the chairs, tilting his chin forward; Finn leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his lower lip. “Hmm. Not bad. A solid seven out of ten.”
“Are you rating them?”
“I have to go last, Dorcas.” He pouted slightly and she laughed.
“Go for it. This is what we call workable content.”
Lily’s kiss was brief, but sweet. “Aw, that was Lily, wasn’t it?” he asked affectionately. “She’s wearing lip gloss and it’s kinda sticky.”
“Lily!” Dorcas sounded shocked.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to!” She nudged Remus’ knee with her own. “Rate my kisses, you judgy nerd.”
“I’m not judgy!” he protested. “But just for that, you get a three out of ten.”
“That was the best kiss of your goddamn life and you’re giving it a three?”
He snorted. “Best kiss? Best kiss? You’re cute and I adore you, but no.”
She scoffed and headed to the back of the group, but she was smiling. A grin tugged at the edge of Sirius’ mouth as he leaned in, kissing him slow and deep. Remus’ eyebrows rose as they separated, and he ran a thumb over his lower lip. “Well, that was Sirius. Twelve out of ten.”
“How do you know?”
“Because he bit me,” Remus laughed.
Sirius grinned at the camera, smug as the cat that got the canary. Remus pulled the blindfold off and tipped Sirius’ jaw back over with his index finger for another quick kiss.
“So, Cubs, this was your first video with us,” Dorcas said once all seven of them were sitting down. “Thoughts?”
“That was so much fun.” Logan draped his arm over Finn’s shoulder. “Chaotic, but fun.”
“Yeah, I don’t know what these idiots were groaning about,” Leo teased, bumping Sirius with his elbow.
“Did you get glitter poured on you? Yeah, I thought not.”
“You two were dripping in it for days,” Finn snickered. “It was all over the locker room.”
“Thanks for joining us today,” Sirius interrupted with a fake smile at the camera as he dragged Finn into a light headlock. “Make sure to like and subscribe!”
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Can I request a azul, Idia, malleus as parents headcanons?
I never find someone who likes this ship and I love it
Omg I was so happy when I saw this in my inbox!! I will happily indulge you u-u also first HC on my new laptop and this keyboard is working wonders :>
So, before we get into actual headcanons, I feel like the kid would be around 10-12 months old when they adopted them and they like just got out of school like a month earlier. Allow me to give a lil story on that before we jump straight into just pure random fluff.
So, one night, Idia was doing a live stream, no mic or face-cam on or anything was on that day and it was reaching the end of the stream so Idia was doing some last minute grinding and finding a saferoom (lets say he was playing Persona or smth idk) before ending. Right when he was about to turn his microphone on to say goodbye and such, Azul walked in ofc Idia turned around to ask what was wrong since Azul never walks in on him streaming and Azul says the following,
"I've done something..."
This scares Idia, the poor thing thought he was hurt but Azul lightly grabs his hand and they enter a makeshift nursery that Azul had made, Azul tells him, "I know we were pretty set about adopting and so, here we are." Apparently he just found the baby on a visit back home and he couldn't leave it out in the cold water alone.
Malleus comes home a few minutes later and they explain it to him and hes in tears. He loves kids and has always wanted to raise one, its soo wholesome
Now, back to just general fluff
Idia is quite careful with the kid since the only other 'human' (well ig robot) hes raised is Ortho and that's ALOT different than raising a human baby
On that topic, Ortho LOVES the small baby but Floyd and Jade spoil them rotten. Baby clothes, toys, etc.
Malleus adores the kid too but doesn't spoil them as much just because he wants them to not grow up feeling entitled but he will still spoil her from time to time like on birthdays and stuff
Azul brags about them ALL THE TIME
When they get old enough, Azul takes them to see his parents down in the Coral Sea. The others find it so cute since they're also part mer-person but haven't really went into their mer-form thing before
When the kid turns like, 10, Idia shows them off in a stream titled, "What's been going on for the past 10 years" and everyone in the stream LOVES the kid
Lilia is the kids favorite grandparent (Lilia still tears up at the title of grandparent) and Lilia loves them right back
The kids first word was 'dada' and they were arguing on which one of them they meant
When the child started school, there was one day where the school had the privilege of having Crowley come talk, the kid was sitting right in the front row and Crowley paused asked, "What's your name?" and when the kid said "Draconia!" (they took Malleus's last name for obvious reasons" Crowley started tearing up, he was so happy his students were living a good life together
Azul did get a call later that day from Crowley and he said, "The minute that kid asks to get into NRC I will be approving that so fast!"
Them and Idia play video games together, that's how they bond
If that kid ever gets a partner they will need to keep it a secret cuz Idia, Azul and Malleus are 100% the type of parents to threaten the partner with "you hurt them you will be 6 feet under in 3 minutes." and all that
Azul isn't allowed to drive them around anymore because he has road rage and the kid ended up saying fuck when they were barley able to speak
I feel like the kid would prolly grow up being kind of clingy because of the amount of attention they would get on a day to day bases but nobody is complaining
The godparents are prolly the Pop Music group (Lilia, Kalim, Cater) Since they have siblings and Lilia has experience raising children
I feel like at first Azul would be scared about having a kid since they had just gotten out of collage and nobody else had kids and weren't gonna for another few years.. or so he thought
This however was fixed like 6 months later when Idia says, "Oh, Azul did you see that Leona and Ruggie adopted some kids? Oh, apparently Jamil and Kalim did too."
The child is now best friends with these other children
They let their kid have so many sleepovers to the point where its not unusual now for their child to walk in with another child and Malleus to go, "Do I need to get the spare mattress out again?"
One time The Queen of Thorns sent over a crown out of the blue since y'know, the kids technically royalty now
They all started sobbing when the kid wore overalls and a bucket hat for the first time because the kid was so cute and they love this child
Azul is the one who sings the kid to sleep
Malleus, however reads the kid stories from books that Lilia gave him that he used to read to him and Silver when they were little
Meanwhile Idia is the chaotic one who gives the kid midnight snacks
Since Idia is up late cuz of gaming and stuff, he catches the kid trying to sneak out and just goes, "Go out the window in the bathroom, its much easier then going for the door." and walks off to get water
Azul has fallen asleep at his desk with the kid also asleep in his arms, Malleus and Idia had to carry them to bed
Overall I feel like they wouldn't be the best parents but god damnit they can try u-u
Thank you for the ask :D Ik there's not as many headcanons here as their could be but I hope you still like them :> - Amber
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:: random things about boyfriend yoongi
↳ ♡ NOTE I saw this format floating around the fandom and thought it was cool and sweet (just like our honey boy so here it goes) 😊 includes an sfw and nsfw bit, both can be read independently.
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First off, Yoongi is laid-back and casually sexy the way we know him. But he also has spikes of energy where he actually gets a little clingy. Any opportunity he will use to hold hands or jump around like a madman with his gummy smile because he got excited about something that you never could predict would make him so happy. He truly is an epiphany.
He’s your most eager personal chef but funnily enough a little unsettled by onions so you end up helping him. Yoongi hates to be crying in the kitchen because of some evil little vegetable but hey, perfect time and place to spend half an hour huddled together cooking or baking. And Yoongi is secretly longing for a cheesy scene, he finds it romantic when you wipe the tears from his face.
His way of speaking to you is a mix of mumbly Korean, high-pitched pouty cat speak, and old-school English slang phrases that he learned somewhere on social media or award shows back in 2018. Most of the time he takes things seriously but is up for some joking anyway. He is sure to giggle every now and then which is really adorable of him. Yoongi is also the person who gets every nuance of your humor and reacts to it.
After being single, you really have to get used to someone waddling around the house. Like— oh, he’s there! And it’s none other than him! Since Yoongi isn’t noisy when he concentrates on his laptop, it really stands out when he morphs from his unmovable rock-like being to a slow rolling stone headed towards the kitchen from time to time. You have to blink every time. And how could you not look up, he’s walking by with his cutest oversized sweaters and striped fluffy socks.
He cannot hide things that normal people would try to keep secret — because of their own discomfort, but he is good at blocking out things that serve your comfort. I’ll explain what I mean. If you have been keeping up with Yoongi postponing the reveal of his surgery until it was successful, you know what I mean. In short, Yoongi is pretty much an automatic filter for things that disturb you. Knowing the right time and place to inform you is the key. As is disregarding things that don’t concern you as a couple, unnecessary drama and opinions. He’s really good at that without ever trying to sugar-coat the important things because he remains a frank and honest soul.
Yoongi has an easier time giving random presents for simple occasions rather than making a big deal out of traditional festivities. So, big celebrations are often kept simple — unless the rest of BTS is there advocating their ‘a little party never killed nobody’ motto — while Yoongi focuses on getting you something attentive or useful every other day pretty much. He’s still a frugal type, you know him. It’s more about inexpensive things that catch his eye because he heard you likes this or that type of snack or want this or that sofa cushion.
There’s always something new and surprising in the fridge and it’s hardly ever empty because Yoongs takes care of the groceries, really thinking it through. Just personal chef things. Being Yoongi’s partner must be the most destressing thing. He takes responsibility for the worldly things, the ironing clothes and the trash cans. He himself thinks that’s the easiest shit ever and is ready to put time into it (he sees the merit, it drives him) while thinking your side — the sheer act of being in love with him, being there for him — must be hard. Which it isn’t.
Yoongi thinks emotions and relationships are tough and complicated while daily life runs smoothly at the snap of a finger. You think maintenance is a drudgery while love is not the maze your boyfriend assumes it is. Deep down Yoongi thinks he’s unlovable and a bad person, that’s why he believes he doesn’t have the burden but you have. That your affection then blazes past the barriers in Yoongi’s esteem is something that he finds incredible. It catches him off guard there, you burst the bubbles of the flaws he falsely imagines he has.
You bet your ARMY bomb you’re watching cat videos together.
Guess who’s the first person to hear all of Yoongi’s upcoming hit tracks? Even Namjoon gets the first sample ten minutes later. You gotta be really advanced at keeping secrets and avoiding accidental leaks with your phone or something.
Yoongi hesitates with the analogy because it’s a little funny and you’re evidently not a steaming liquid made of beans, but he claims you really are like his daily americano. Makes his every morning better.
Now, in all seriousness. What means the most to him is that you take him how he is and are stable company. Yoongi is afraid of betrayal and stupid games so he has to be sure to have a safe bet going. I think that’s why he fancies marriage, it’s a sign of commitment and some degree of permanence to him. And yes, he is a bit jealous in nature since he’s easily invested in someone with a purity of feeling, almost in a naive way. Yoongi easily idolizes his partner and puts a lot of energy into a bond. He wants to protect that, take the risk, and he has watched for someone who radiates genuine trust and faith. He is sure to have found it in you without any illusions and he is right. Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty.
Playing the piano for dinner or date night is a must, he practices constantly to advance to a great standard. He secretly finds a lot of satisfaction in you cooing at his skills and melodies. Those ten bony fingers gliding over the keys with such a technicality and focus, and a passion that makes you hold your breath, it’s great to watch.
Did you see that one coming? He will compose and produce a designated mixtape only for you personally. Yes, with a little self-filmed, self-cut music video for the title track.
Now those things never see the light of day, they’re all for you. But what about your couple life once it touches the social realm? As one might expect, Yoongi is very ‘eyes turn narrow’ with people who bring disharmony to your dynamic and the relationship in general. In fact, he is grumpy and disappointed, and should someone give him a reason, distinctly brutal. If someone even attempts to test you or plays manipulative games, Yoongi is relentlessly turning them from the inside out with his words that never miss the mark. They’re efficient. As I said, he hates playing annoying games, he’ll do any shortcut and be Yoongi.
I guarantee you can lean back and will never the fazed by stupid people and time wasters again. No need to lose face. Yoongi does the dirty work and is the best possible defender to have on your side. He handles that. Invasive opinions and useless phrases he will shove right up some trashtalker’s ass and leave. Let’s squarely say he is unafraid to be a armchair critic of your and his haters and doesn’t want any of that nuisance to disturb what you have together. He cuts very quick and makes sure not to get tangled up in trouble.
Yoongi will also debunk a whole bunch of weirdos on weverse asking about your private love while he’s at it. Prepare for some very entertaining snide remarks. Oh my god, so many entitled people will be pissed off. Many will also celebrate him for stepping up. What’s actually important to Yoongi is that nobody taints what is like a treasure to him.
It won’t be hard to overlook that Yoongi is very proud of you as well. He looks confident and revering when he hangs out with the group and you’re somewhere close by, even just doing something trivial.
He’s also pretty touchy, sometimes publically to demonstrate something, but mostly in the relative calm and safety of a hotel room. When the lights are out, all barriers crash, the utter romantic takes over. His favorite types of kisses besides those onto his hands are when you kiss his lashes. And yep. Yoongs is such a cozy little spoon. A very curled up one with cute shooky pajamas on most likely.
Talk about clothes. Believe it or not, Yoongi’s fashion goes through a significant change due to the relationship. He knows that you are touchy and thinks about what kinds of flannels are the biggest cuddle magnet, after all. And oh wonder, he will also show some level of skin when he accidentally hears your praises for his arms and legs and collar bones and glowy skin while talking to a close friend of yours. So, look forward to that in summer (he still dislikes the winter cold and wraps himself into scarves twice his size, mind you) though it’s still for your eyes only, he covers up when going out. Truth be told, he enjoys when you casually touch his skin. Especially the arms. Which hold up the firmament to you, and your world, too, and guard it.
BTS will know about how excited he is about you because he often boasts about for how long you’ve been living together by now. We all know this is Yoongi’s favorite way of bragging and it further shows that loyalty, dedication and longevity is the spice to his every meal.
Yoongi is probably going to quit the bottle because you naturally make him feel at ease and upbeat. In fact, he simply forgets about his wine. I don’t have to convince you that Yoongi will be very immersed in any interaction with you whether that be watching movies or discussing his latest tracks.
Those discussions come with extra back massages for him because he spends a lot of hours in his chair. Especially around the neck, it’s no secret that this is in every cat’s top 3 favorite massaging areas. Yoongi is gonna make some really raspy, sleepy sounds and just melt in your hands. He’s gonna sleep like a baby afterwards every time. Sometimes, he says funny and cute things while he dozes. He looks very content.
Say goodbye to the 21st century adulting annoyances in your life because Yoongi has a grip on those without a word. Those six specific chores that always plague you take him only a dozen minutes and he is eager, the forms to fill out are already sent off, the list of people to e-mail is weeded through. The taxes are paid, the bank account is full, the meals are on the table, garnished to perfection. Roof over the head, and it’s a sturdy one, Yoongi bought a sound haven house to inhabit a lot of happiness for two.
He’s probably the only person who doesn’t see it as a loss of dignity if you want to hold on tight to him during a dentist visit as a grown ass mf. Why all of this? Yoongi cannot not strive to feel needed in his actions. He wouldn’t like himself if he couldn’t contribute something reliable and useful. That you find things worthy of your time is priority. You complement each other, what you think is a waste of energy makes him work and strive and vice versa. That way, in the end all things are taken care of.
Giving is more important than taking in Yoongi’s world. He thinks of everything because he considers it an offense to have you in a pile of duties, that is, if you don’t like ‘em. It’s his form of dedicating his efforts and showing respect. He doesn’t need much in return. The things he expects if at all don’t feel like a duty: Much like he doesn’t consider doing those acts of services for you likewise.
Work horse he is, he needs something on his daily to-do plan. Which includes making you feel unbothered by the occasions of an incoming strict world when it’s getting to you. You’re supposed to do what you feel like doing just like him and not slave away at fifty deeds. That you torture yourself with daily life hassle is the thing he dislikes seeing the most. He enjoys doing these things so he’s happy to get going.
What’s not a daily life hassle: Holly is a big fan of yours. Instant friendship. Just wanted you to know.
He always knows how to preoccupy himself and finds something to improve. Getting on your nerves, and that’s no surprise, is the last thing Yoongi will ever do. In fact, you sometimes have to search for his napping spot because he got lost somewhere in the house.
He either sleeps or works, his philosophy is simple. If you need him, he does appear seemingly out of nowhere. And, he spends as much time with you as you enjoy, not always prioritizing his producing unless it’s urgent or he’s on an inspiration streak. Which is great anyway, you can sit next to him listening. It’s the right balance of work and play.
Yoongi is not above blatantly showing off. Actually, he goes for an act of stunning pretty often. You know how cats parade around whatever they just caught. He wants to impress you with assets and accolades and appraisals, the boy can’t help it. That you only lightly nod at most of it with a little smile will confuse him but he will get the point later on. You wanna signal Yoongi that you anchor your love for him not in shifting numbers and chunky metal pieces.
That you don’t confuse his signs of outward worth and fame with the core of the guy you find the sweetest in the world is very important to him. He will take some time to see through that because he’s used to being loved through status and its symbols by people close and afar.
The way you throw yourself at him to give a big smooch in random situations — especially when he doesn’t feel great about himself— rather than only when he say gets a new car is sending him a message. Again, he has to grow into that. He will retreat at the beginning because he feels worthless of your affection on days where he doesn’t feel big and bold and successful. But since he sees you jumping on him because you need only his kind and squishy presence and see him as no different than usual because he’s always Yoongi underneath, your boyfriend will change his mind about it sooner or later. He learns that your presence makes him feel like a billion dollars yourself.
You don’t wallow in the regrets of other people missing the point of Yoongi and instead focus on always understanding him rather than enabling Yoongi into wrong directions. And there are many of those, his mental health can tell you a thing or two about it. He begins to get that you really know what you’re doing and are in it for the real him which makes him feel really loved far underneath all surfaces and images. You accept his fame and admire his work with music which is what he’s truly doing it for but also don’t forget that the most vulnerable Yoongi is the one that you’re there for and not a facade.
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I know you’re curious. That Yoongi’s sexual style is more than just interesting goes without saying. To give you an idea. Anything steamy with Yoongi means him taking his time. You know, for making it quality. Yoongi wants to grow into the right balance of activity and staying relaxed. He is good at keeping cool and bringing some focus to the madness. He wants to figure out how to be more casual instead of tense and overly preoccupied which he’ll be at the start of the relationship. But the fast learner he is, his nervousness fades way faster than you think.
Yoongi is extremely afraid that he can’t please you or starts to become awkward slash clueless so he darts to the opposite of the spectrum and overperforms, even plays a character. You have enough cool yourself to tell him what to do in the pace that works best. That he stays centered in his body is important for you to teach him. When he gets grounded and juggling his confidence is out of the equation, he fucks the best.
His favorite position besides giving oral — with you on your back — will be doggy style. Man, we gotta talk about that. Slow to upper moderate pace, nothing too all over the place. Yoongi moans very slowly, too, all drawn out. Get ready for a frequent session of some anal to unwind. You heard that right. First, Yoongi will get the two of you into the right rhythm with his hands at the sides of your waist, then, ride it out in slow mo with his right hand properly stimulating you from the front.
By habit, he will add some lube here and there but not use insanely dripping amounts so everything gets messy or he can’t touch you without sliding off anymore. Just enough to slide well. Yoongi is so good at this I swear, it’ll be your favorite thing to relax. He has the restraint and technique to pull it off rather than pulling out, huh. Yoongi is gonna stay inside you for ages. It feels like he’s massaging every spot for some extra time. It’s amazing to slack off your muscles, cool off, and get many a gentle but fulfilling orgasm.
He’s not gonna put you through the hassle of dealing with an anal creampie cleanup so he keeps it wrapped, and mostly focuses on your movements altogether while keeping his own climax smooth and more relieving rather than something that relentlessly knocks him out in one go. Yoongi is good at observing and doesn’t feel the need to chase a violent high which is why he is so great at sex. Fucking with Yoongi leaves a wholesome feeling and you never feel ashamed or guilty, or a sense of being dirty and ruined.
He enjoys having sex to make you feel really good and works his hands on you very respectfully. His goal is to have you wet and pulsing after a long while of getting you there, and putting you to a good night’s sleep. He’d feel terrible if he left you sore or disturbed. He is really passionate, especially with his kisses or when you ask him to slide into very deeply, but Yoongi being brash and controlling is an image out of sight.
Besides giving you the number one heavenly assfucks, Yoongi also likes to work his tongue as we know, and he’ll work it all over. Few body parts of yours have not made contact with that glorious mouth and I say that in the best of ways. You can instruct him to do whatever, Yoongi obliges with radiant joy. And here again, he takes minutes upon minutes. Kissing and kissing and licking and maybe even teasing once or twice to make you smile. You know, a little signature wink. Honoring your skin and every shape is not something that Yoongi has to talk about, he will physically show it and I swear it’ll finally get into your head with every little move, Yoongi has totally surrendered his tongue to your body and worships it.
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