#guys i promise im working on requests T-T
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Between the Stars and the Earth
10,000 words!!! Now, for reader, I just use she/her/woman bc I do not want to change the pronouns lol
anyways much love <3
Warnings/extras: Chishiya might be a bit OOC, takes place after the borderlands, one curse word, mentions of neglect, Chishiya's dad is like 'ew foreigners' so careful
For weeks, Chishiya had been stuck in the hospital bed. He had never really minded being in the hospital, given the fact that it was his job, until now. Before, he had absolutely no care for people; As apathetic as ever. It was not that he hated being in the hospital, it was that he hated the people taking care of him. The nurses were annoying, but what did he expect from his father’s hospital? How ironic that the man who had never cared for him was now indirectly saving his life.
"Today, more news from the meteor crash in Tokyo: more survivors have been pulled from the wreckage-"
He shut off the TV in annoyance. That was another thing he hated: The news coverage of the accident. For the past two weeks, that is all that has been on TV. Did they not have anything better to talk about? Why were they still looking for people? He would have given up already. What is the point of searching for people after so much time?
His thoughts were interrupted by violent coughing from the person in the bed next to him. While his father owned the hospital, there really was no space, so he had to share a room with another man. Niragi Suguru, as he had learned. There was a nagging feeling in his head that made him not like the man, but he ignored it. He had never met the person next to him in his life. Why pass judgment on someone he did not know because of a ‘gut feeling’ of sorts? Even if he normally didn't like people, he never judged them before he knew who they were. He only judged them after he met them.
"Care to keep it down?" Chishiya said sarcastically.
"Oh yeah, sorry, your majesty, I’ll try to die quieter," the man said in a raspy voice.
His voice sounded like he had been smoking six packs of cigarettes every day for the past 10 years. The man next to him suffered from severe burns on his entire body. You could barely make out his face. Or at least that is what Chishiya assumed from what the nurses said. He didn't like looking over at his roommate. Of course, it wasn't his fault, but Chishiya was used to being on his own. He had never gone to the hospital as a kid, never got sick, never broke a bone, yet here he was.
A near-death experience. Why couldn't he have just died? It wasn't that he was suicidal by any means, but really, why did he survive over all the others? He heard of a little boy who died. Why not him? Chishiya had never felt any sort of compassion for his patients. He knew that most people would say it was preposterous that he did not have compassion as a doctor. But he didn’t. He had become a doctor because it was what his father wanted. Or at least what he thought his father wanted. Maybe deep down, he just wanted his father’s approval. He would never admit that out loud, but he had thought about it many times before.
His family life had never been the best; His family wasn't abusive, by any means, but his mother and father were a marriage of convenience. Then they had him to keep up their image of a happy family. His parents were always working as his mom was the head nurse, and his dad was the head doctor. They were always busy, and when he wanted their attention, just as any child would, they called him selfish. A selfish child.
"Can you not see I’m busy? You are a selfish, ungrateful child."
He shuddered at the thought and went to sit up. Pain shot through his body as he slowly lay back down. A stupid meteor ruined his day. They told him the building he was trapped under had shifted at the very end, and a piece of metal stabbed him through the area around his stomach. A broken bone, some minor burns, and fractures. He should have died.
"Don’t say that, Shun... You could’ve died... But you didn’t. I’m glad you're still here. Don't know what I would do without you."
He didn't know why he remembered that voice. He had never heard that voice before in his life. But it kept replaying in his head. Sweet and melodious. A warm kindness filled the voice. The loving tone almost made him melt.
The nurses had come in the day after they had been brought to the hospital and said that their hearts stopped for a minute. Everyone’s hearts had.
He was taken from his thoughts by the sight of a girl outside his room. A tall girl who looked to be around his age, with (s/c), and (H/t) (h/c). Their eyes met for a moment before she hopped off with her crutches and the other woman with her. Her eyes were dark, yet bright. Like pools of coffee, but with the sun coming in from the windows, they looked almost like a lake of gold. Pots of honey he would get stuck in. She was definitely a foreigner.
‘Maybe she was from somewhere else and moved here?’
Why was he wondering so much about this girl? She was just someone who passed by his room. He’d seen many people and would continue to see people till the end of his stay. So why did she stand out?
Probably because she looked different. A foreigner. There was no other reason.
But the tug in the back of his head seemed like it wanted to pull the back part of his brain to the front.
"Nurses should be doing their routine checkups right about now." The other man said, barely looking over at his temporary roommate.
Chishiya could tell that the man next to him had been very handsome before the accident. The burns on his face really weren't that bad. Chishiya just liked to exaggerate in his mind. Maybe it was because he did not like to look at his roommate.
“Yeah… they're an hour late. But I guess that's what happens when you have so many people getting sent here. The next group of people will probably get sent to the Saiseikai Central Hospital,” Chishiya guessed, staring up at the ceiling.
He would probably fall asleep for a while. Not like he had anything better to do. With that thought, he shut his eyes and waited for sleep to wash over him.
“Shuntarou! Come on, we have enough visa days, we don’t have to play any games,” the voice of a woman begged.
He felt a smile build up on his lips, staring at the girl in front of him.
“Fine, but if we get in trouble with Hatter, you're taking the fall,” He whispered, feeling soft hands grab his own, the fingers of the person intertwining with his.
“What happened to ‘if we go down, we go down together’ Shun? Don’t tell me you have second thoughts on what you said?” She teased, a sing-song tone in her voice.
This was a memory. He could feel how it was a memory, his head hurt as he desperately tried to remember who this woman was, and when this had happened.
He couldn’t see her, but he felt the touch of her hands. He could hear the sweet tone of voice. Who was this woman? The woman who plagued his dreams and thoughts, so close yet so far. Everytime he got close to figuring something out, the dream ended. Not this time. He wouldn't allow the dream to end without him finding out who she was. He needed to know.
“What’s your name?” He asked, looking around desperately for any kind of answer as to who she was.
“Shun, that's not funny… You remember me, don’t you?
He heard the sad tone of voice she had, and almost regretted asking his question. This dream felt real. But maybe he was affecting it, since it could be a lucid dream.
Yet something told him it was not one.
“Let’s talk more in the real world…. The real world…”
Chishiya woke up with a start, almost shooting up from the bed.
The words the woman had said rang in his head. The real world? What did she even mean by that? Maybe he had developed some sort of head trauma. Chishiya had never even believed in lucid dreaming. It was not real. Neither were ghosts or soulmates.
“Chishiya, I brought along one of my patients. I hope you don’t mind,” The nurse said.
He hadn't even registered that there was a nurse in his room, much less someone who wasn't his roommate.
“Chi-shi-ya…”
His head snapped toward the voice, and saw the woman from earlier. She sounded his name out under her breath, as if trying to make her mouth memorize the positions and sounds.
The scariest part of the whole ordeal was that that was the voice. The voice from his dreams. That haunted his nightmares of someone so close yet so far, someone he’d lost. He had woken up in a fit of silent tears like he had lost someone important. It felt like he had known someone and they got ripped away from him. Someone who knew him. Not like his parents, but someone who truly knew him. In most dreams they called him by his first name. Or some sort of nickname. It was always ‘Shuntaro’ or ‘Shun’, something no one had ever called him. He never let anyone get so close to him as to be able to use his first name, so obviously, this woman at some point had.
“If I may ask, are any of the patients here from the accident in for memory loss or perhaps something similar to it?” Chishiya asked as the nurse went over to his roommate, changing his bandages.
“Well, not exactly. Most say that they feel as if they were out of consciousness for longer. A lot longer than what they were. That their mind wasn’t even on this plane of existence. But of course it could feel like that when you're fighting for your life,” the nurse answered, quickly maneuvering her hands around different medical supplies.
That didn't answer his question at all.
She finished with his roommate and immediately went over to him. She helped him sit up, and he winced.
“I would rather you don’t open my wound back up,” Chishiya snapped.
He heard the woman giggle, and turned to face her.
“I don’t know what you’re laughing about,” He quipped.
“Oh I'm sorry Mr. My dad owns the hospital, I wasn’t aware that laughing at your bratty behavior was not allowed,” The woman stated with a playful stare towards him.
Somehow he didn't want to keep the insignificant argument going, and sighed in defeat. It seemed almost like she had some sort of control of him. Maybe it was because her voice was the one in his dreams, and he would rather find out what it meant than to make her hate him. The nurse got to work quickly, changing his bandages and throwing out the old IV bag.
“Where are you from?” Chishiya asked the woman.
“Why do you assume I’m not from here in Japan?” She asked with a smirk.
“Because you don’t look it. Your Japanese is really good however. Maybe your parents are from elsewhere and moved here. Or maybe your parents are from here and you just grew up elsewhere and came here. Whatever the case… You are a foreigner,” Chishiya explained.
Her sarcastic slow clap filled the room.
“Well done, Mr. Detective. Maybe you used to stalk me. Or maybe you're just really observant. Whatever the case, don't think that people can't immediately see through your act. Or… at least any observant and educated person could,” she said with a sly smirk.
He quirked an eyebrow at what she was saying.
“Oh, and what do you think of me then?”
“Come on dear, we have a couple more patients to visit,” The nurse mentioned, softly pulling her arm.
Her piercing gaze stayed on his own. Like God's judgment staring straight through him, seeing every single flaw, every lie, every single facade he had put up was now being seen by her. He didn't even believe in a greater power, yet she must be the angel of judgment sent down by a god of some sort. That's what her eyes told him.
And with a small wave and smile, she was gone.
Just as quickly as she had come, she was gone.
And with even the short interaction, he knew that she was far too good. The voice in his dreams and head, whoever it was, was far too good for him. He was standing above an ocean of happiness he could not baptize himself in.
He did not even know this woman, yet he was already thinking about her. She consumed all his thoughts. How pathetic.
“It’s nice seein’ you quiet. Maybe she should come around more often. She shocked you into silence,” His roommate snickered, before breaking into a coughing fit.
“See what happens when you laugh at me? You end up in pain,” Chishiya hissed.
“Worth every bit of pain then,” Niragi smirked, turning around in his bed.
Chishiya rethought his opinion on the man. He was rather annoying. Almost as smart as him, but it seemed he cared a little bit more than Chishiya.
There was definitely something about the man that made him seem tortured. He was probably bullied when he was younger. Although he looked handsome now, he had a nerdy dork feel about him. But Chishiya would keep that thought to himself.
He was kept in bed, as his wound wouldn't let him get out of bed. He guessed in about four more days they would have to help him do physical therapy. They needed to discharge people as quickly as they were receiving them, which was impossible.
Back to sleep? Or should he try to get up? He was bored.
Maybe the nurse would bring back that woman.
He really should get her out of his head, but he couldn’t.
“You know… we both just almost died. And it doesn't feel different. I want to say that it changed me, but really I bet the change will be temporary. I'll go back to my sociopathic tendencies and pessimistic self. Nothing will change, the world will forget about this and keep spinning,” He muttered, once again staring up at the ceiling.
He had been counting the ceiling tiles when he first got here, as every channel had just been talking about the accident. Couldn’t everyone just move on? He had, and he was a victim in it.
“I mean… I wasn’t a horrible person, I didn’t do much. I just don’t like people… Maybe you’re just like me. Maybe better, maybe worse. Who cares,” the man muttered.
Chishiya faced the man, and saw the wraps were only on one side of his face. Chishiya was usually really observant, but lately he had been so distracted .
“I had piercings on that side. So obviously, the burns are worse there. Melted metal. Doesn’t feel too good. This one though,” The man said, sticking out his tongue, “This one is just fine.”
Chishiya let out a small chuckle. Maybe his roommate wasn’t so bad.
That night, he dreamed again.
“You promise we’ll find each other in the real world, right?” the voice said.
“Yes, of course my dearest.”
He had never said anything like that before to anyone. Seriously, who was this woman?
“Please…” It came out in a choked out sob.
Why was he crying anyways?
“You can't leave me here alone and wondering who you are. Please just show yourself,” a broken whisper from a broken man.
A warm hand touched his face, softly caressing his cheek and drying off the tears. Since when did he cry?
“Shun… It is ok…” She whispered.
He looked up and finally saw a physical person there.
The woman that had come in the room earlier. He wanted to hug her, to cry on her shoulder to squeeze her and tell her to never leave him.
But she slowly disappeared, dissipating into nothing.
“You can’t leave me here! You can’t! Please, I don’t want to be alone!”
And then he woke up.
It was still dark out, and his roommate was still asleep. He wiped the tears from his face, and got out of the bed slowly.
It didn’t hurt as much right now, so he walked over to the door. It was quiet. The patients were asleep, and the nurses were in front at the station. He limped slowly, dragging his IV stand with him.
There at the end of the hallway he saw her.
“Oi, foreigner,” he whisper shouted down the hallway.
She turned around to face him, and gave a smile. He could have collapsed right then and there, but limped closer.
“So what brings you out of your room at this hour?” She asked, turning to look out the window.
He did the same, looking out at the stars with the woman.
“Just wanted to leave that horrid room. I’ve been stuck there since I got here two weeks ago. Bed rest, but I feel better,” he explained.
“You look like you've been crying.”
Of course she just had to know that he had been crying. Couldn’t she be less observant?
“It's none of your business, foreigner,’’ He whispered, staring out the window intensely avoiding her eyes..
He could feel them drilling holes into the side of his head, and wondered how much she would see if they had a staring contest.
“My name is not foreigner you know,” She laughed, fixing the crutches under her arms.
“Well, I’m no mind reader,” He scoffed.
“And I don't trust you to give you my real name,” She stated.
How annoying.
“Well then, I guess you’re stuck with foreigner until you trust me,” Chishiya stated, acting completely disinterested. But he really wanted to know her name.
“How about you call me…. Something having to do with a flower,” She suggested.
“No chance foreigner,’’ Chishiya laughed, shaking his head at the woman next to him.
She pouted and shook her head, her hair moving with the motion.
“Call me…. Wisteria,” She mentioned after thinking for a minute.
Wisteria. The symbolism behind the flower was that it kept away demons and evil spirits. A beautiful flower, but oh how dangerous it was. Poisonous to humans and animals if consumed. What was she trying to tell him about herself?
“I'll call you what I want, foreigner,” Chishiya snickered, starting to limp back to his room.
“Fine then. Good night daddy’s money,” She giggled.
He turned with a face that read pure disgust and confusion.
“Don’t like your dad, alright I'll add that to the list. Good night Chishiya, I'll see you around,” She said, making a mental note.
“.... Good night star girl,” He hesitantly said back.
He heard the woman giggle softly behind him, and then heard the sound of walking with crutches going up the hallway, opposite of the way he had to go. The sound got quieter and quieter, until he couldn't hear her anymore. Then he was left alone with the deafening sound of silence in the hallway. The lights in his section were off, the only light being the moonlight, and the occasional person who was up.
He got back to his room, and softly placed back the IV stand, getting back into his bed. The bandages were surprisingly still pretty tight. The first time he hadn’t had to adjust his own bandages. Maybe this nurse was finally learning how to wrap bandages. It probably wasn't her fault, like maybe she was just a student and they put her to take care of all these people. Right now it was kind of all hands on deck. But she looked too old to be a student. It was probably the stress of having so many patients to take care of. Or it could just be that she was really bad at wrapping bandages.
As a whole world of thoughts passed through his head, one in particular stayed. Why was he dreaming of this woman in the first place? It was probably the fact that this was the first time he had met her, and she stuck out to him. Somehow that wiggled its way into his consciousness. Yeah, that's it.
Was there anything in a hospital to do besides sleep and count tiles on the ceiling? When he was a doctor, prior to the accident, there was always something for him to do. He was always busy. But now he knew why some patients would rather have stayed home than be in the hospital for weeks on end. The same four white walls, the same people checking in on you. This was the most boring experience he’s had in a while. Compared to this, piano seemed like the most fantastical and exciting thing he had ever done.
He had never slept this much. It was most likely because his body needed rest to heal. Chishiya hated sleeping. He always had so much he needed to do that staying stagnant for so long seemed counterproductive. He had this mentality all throughout his childhood, and college. Why sleep when you could finish the project due in three weeks? Why take a break when you can work on your thesis?
And now there was nothing. Absolutely nothing to do. He itched to get better, so he could do something, anything. He would even volunteer to help at the hospital. Well, when he got better, he would be working in the hospital again, so he would just come back here.
The night sky turned to a canvas full of color. The pastels lit by the golden light from the sunrise. He hated windows.
He was filled with a lot of that lately. Hate. He hated the hospital, he hated his dreams, he hated the way the nurse wrapped his bandages, he hated his roommate. He got a second chance at life, and all he could think about was everything that he hated.
And that woman.
What had he called her? Star Girl?
‘Well, she likes staring up at the stars obviously, but she is still staying with the name foreigner until she tells me her real name.’
He heard his roommate’s bed creak, and looked towards him. The man was awake, and tried to stretch before remembering his burns.
“This sucks,” His roommate said, laying back down.
“For once we agree on something,” Chishiya said with a small chuckle.
He looked towards his IV bag and sighed. It was almost empty. His roommate’s IV bag was empty. That could be dangerous. He pressed the call button with a sigh.
“The nurse at this hospital… They really don't check in at night. They're supposed to. Someone could die overnight. But my father doesn’t really hire experienced nurses. He hires the ‘pretty ones’, straight out of college. Most of the older nurses are in the elderly care ward. Far away from the other patients. Doesn’t anyone besides me find that weird?” Chishiya ranted, before remembering the person in the room.
The other man simply laughed. It ended in another coughing fit, but Chishiya didn’t mind it this time.
“Let us see how long it will take. I know not many people are awake at dawn, so they should be pretty quick,’’ Chishiya explained.
His experience working at this hospital was coming in handy. Maybe they would rush because his father owned the hospital. He hated using his father’s influence, but he would rather not deal with a dead roommate, or worse, a new one.
To his surprise someone opened the door about five minutes later. Only it wasn't a nurse, it was the foreigner.
“The nurses were all either asleep or getting here. They said they didn’t want to deal with someone complaining first thing in the morning… I saw it was your room and remembered how low your IV bag was last night,” She mumbled, a blush growing on her face.
“Woah, what were you two doing last night?” His roommate asked with a short laugh.
Chishiya felt the tips of his ears grow warm at his roommate’s insinuation.
“Oh we just talked out in the hall. Nothing weird,” She laughed.
She pushed in the cart that had some supplies into the room. It took her a while with her crutches, but she got the cart in without dropping anything. Her height gave her a disadvantage, but he was really impressed. She went over to the sink on the far right wall, closest to his bed to wash her hands. Once she was done, she put on some gloves. Did she have medical experience?
She quickly went over to his roommate, noticing his IV was empty. She made a face of shock, turning to Chishiya.
“Is that not dangerous?” she asked, quickly taking the bag down, replacing it with a new one.
Chishiya nodded, and watched as she undid Niragi’s bandages softly. He winced, and she apologized. She used fresh bandages, and wrapped them tightly.
She hopped over to the sink in the room, taking her gloves off, and washing her hands again. As she was putting on fresh gloves, Chishiya wondered if she had been having the same weird dreams he had.
“So, since you've been here, have you had any weird dreams?” Chishiya asked, sitting up.
Her hands worked quickly, changing his bandages. She did much better than the nurse. And she was a lot faster.
“Umm… Describe what you mean by weird?” She responded.
“Like… with someone in them that you can’t see. Someone that seems familiar, the dream seems like a memory, but you can’t remember when it happened or who the person is,” He explained.
By the look on her face, he could tell that yes, she had been having those dreams. She moved away, and began changing his IV. The bandages were snug, but not uncomfortable. Perfect. She definitely had some sort of medical background.
“That is such a weird thing to ask about. Oddly specific,” Niragi coughed out, turning in his bed to look over at both of them.
“It’s alright. I don’t mind answering,’’ She said before turning her attention to Chishiya. “I have been having dreams like what you described. I’ve never seen the man’s face. His voice sounds like I should remember… But I never do. Actually, his voice sounds like yo- Um… never mind.”
His voice sounded like what? Maybe it was a celebrity.
‘She was obviously going to say you.’
He rid his head of that thought. It seemed almost like fate that her dreams were the same as his. He had asked his roommate multiple times before about his dreams. Niragi had never had dreams like that.
It was just a coincidence. Nothing more, nothing less. Soulmates weren’t real.
‘Who ever said anything about soulmates?’
He added something that he hated to the list: His own brain and thoughts.
“Well, I’ve finished here, I better go to the next room,” She said.
Chishiya noticed how tired the woman looked. She had dark circles under her eyes and was struggling to keep them open as she stood. Had she really not been able to sleep? Or was she doing the nurse's jobs at night?
“It is not your responsibility to do their jobs. You look exhausted. Why don’t you stay here for a while, you should be resting your leg. Overworking your leg, even with the crutches, is bad for you. So sit here, and take a break,” Chishiya ordered, grabbing her arm.
She looked almost shocked.
“Doctor’s orders,” Niragi snickered.
The woman only sighed, before sitting down on the edge of Chishiya’s bed. He rolled his eyes. She was trying to make herself as small as possible.
“You can lay down, you know,” Chishiya whispered, moving over to make room for the woman.
She barely wasted any time in doing so, making sure she didn't take up much space next to him.
“At least take me on a date before you ask me to sleep with you,” She laughed.
That laugh sent a shiver down his spine. He wasn’t scared, no, quite the opposite. It filled the room with the warm brightness only the sun could give. She reminded him of the one day his parents took him out into the countryside. Of course it was not a cute family road trip. It was all business and for appearances, but the sunshine really was better out there as opposed to the sunshine in the city.
By the time he looked down to say something to her, she was sound asleep. He looked over to his roommate, and found him to also be asleep once more. There really was nothing better to do. He felt his breathing slow and match the pattern of the woman next to him. Soon, he was also falling asleep.
He was woken up by hushed arguing. His eyes opened slowly, and saw the usual nurse giving the woman a scolding.
“He pressed the call button. Half of your staff was asleep, the other half did not want to deal with it. Someone could have been in a seriously dangerous situation. No one stepped up, so I did,” the foreigner hissed.
“You are not a trained medical professional. You can not be inserting IVs and changing bandages. If the owner of the hospital found out he’d-”
“He’d probably fire you for your negligence and hire me for helping and taking care of his son. Even if the man doesn't care about him, he cares about appearances. Now either you train your staff correctly, or I write a complaint. They could have been dying and you and your staff could have cared less,” The woman interrupted, the venom in her tone evident.
The nurse was left speechless, and so was Chishiya.
“I'll take my leave. Come on, you have to head back to your room,” The nurse said, taking her arm to lead the tall woman out.
“I want her to stay,” Chishiya blurted.
Both the nurse and woman turned to look at him. The nurse looked shocked, as if what he had just said was the most preposterous thing anyone had ever said. The woman, Star Girl, as he had called her, looked happy. He had almost regretted saying what he did, until he saw her smile.
“There’s no reason for her to leave really. You take her around with you all the time, so what difference does it make if she stays here with me?” Chishiya explained, a sly smirk working its way onto his lips.
The nurse was at a loss for words. She stammered and just put her hands up in defeat.
“Fine. Do as you please. Run the whole hospital for all I care,” She spat.
“Well, I will in a year or two so don’t worry. You’ll be the first to know, trust me,” Chishiya said with a smirk.
To the woman, it looked like the smirk of someone who thought they knew better. Except she knew that Chishiya really did know more than the nurse at that moment. Even if they hadn’t talked much, she could tell that he was smart.
The nurse left and the pair started laughing. Chishiya had never really laughed with other people. This was nice.
But he couldn’t let himself get distracted. If he let his guard down, she could come in. How could one person be working away at his walls? So many others had tried, failed, and cried. Yet she was patient. Taking down one brick at a time, and making sure he was ok with it being gone. And she had barely known him for more than a day.
“You remind me of my favorite flowers,’’ The woman said.
“Is that your pick up line for all the guys?” he joked, looking over at her.
“Nope. Just you,” She laughed.
That brought a flutter of feelings into his head. Was he delusional? High off pain meds? What was this? He had never been a chatty person. He kept to himself most times, and had never had friends growing up. To him, it was a hassle. Why have friends? In his opinion it was a waste of time.
“Let's be friends,” She said, extending her hand out to him.
He hesitated. And she noticed.
“You’ve never had friends, have you? Well, it makes sense,’’ she said.
“And what is that supposed to mean? I’m a little offended by that,” he mumbled, a bit embarrassed she was able to tell so quickly.
“I can just tell. It is really easy for me,” she answered.
Now he was really curious. How could she tell just by looking at him? What had she done prior to the accident?
“What did you do? You know like… before all of this,” He questioned.
“I was a psychology student. I'm actually in my final year of work study. Which means by next year, I’ll be a full fledged psychologist. I can read people easily,” she shrugged, as if it was normal to look into his eyes and read his whole life story off to him.
“Ah, so you're a psychologist… And read people easily? Try reading me then,” Chishiya snickered, trying to see how far she would go in testing her skills. She was definitely just bragging. There was no way she actually could.
“Well, let's see… You're an only child, definitely emotional neglect from your parents, you're kind of a loner, but people don't look at that much because you're a prodigy. People annoy you, you don't actually have a passion for being a doctor, you just did it for the approval of your father, or maybe to find out what these so-called ‘emotions’ were. News flash: You accomplished neither. You're a gifted child for sure, you just haven't exhausted yourself to the point of burnout because you never received praise. It was just expected of you to actually do well. Success comes easy for you, you never have to try. You probably have sociopathic tendencies, or maybe antisocial personality disorder. Not enough to be a killer, but just enough to not care about others, and put yourself above them. How did I do?”
The blonde stared in shock, blinking as if trying to process what she had just said. Why did she have to be a psychologist? She could have been another doctor, a game developer, an influencer. Anything would be better than a psychologist. Or at least one as attentive as her.
“You did fine I guess,” He shrugged, acting as if he wasn’t bothered.
“Oh so I was right on the nose? Got it. You're so easy to read. Like a kid’s book,” She giggled, shaking her head softly.
He just now noticed how everytime she moved, her hair would move with her. It was almost like a trap to stare. He felt very compelled to do so. He was trapped in her spell
“Anyways, friends?” She asked once more, sticking her hand out towards him again.
“Friends,” He said, grabbing her hand and shaking it.
The rest of the hospital stay shouldn’t be that long anyways. He could just leave and never see this mystery woman ever again. But a part of him said that he would hate that. He would really hate that.
It wasn’t too long until his roommate was able to walk around and not sound like he was on the brink of death every time he laughed. And it wasn’t too long until the mystery woman started feeling familiar to him. She started to feel like comfort and all the warm feelings of home. But not his home, a home he had only ever heard of in the stories, seen in movies, and observed on the streets. She started feeling like a fantasy. Not entirely real, but not entirely fake either.
“You're such a downer Shun,” She giggled, trying to maneuver her way around all the people in the hallway, a difficult task with her crutches.
Shun. That’s what she had been calling him. That and variations of his first and last name. Shiya,‘Taro, Shun. All of them were a variation of his name. And all of them were what the woman in his dreams had called him. Which brought his head to another set of thoughts: He had not had any dreams having to do with the mystery woman. After he started talking to her, they stopped.
Then back to the nicknames. He still did not know her name. She wouldn’t budge.
“Names have power,” she would say.
But she knew his name, and not once did he object. He just didn't understand her. Which is probably why they got along. She was so different from what he was used to. Most people that talked to him were annoying, and he hated hearing their voices. He could listen to this woman talk for hours and he would never tire of it.
“It is true. There is no such thing as soulmates. It is just some lie that lonely people came up with to feel better about themselves. That there is one person destined for you seems so stupid. I think you're a damn idiot if you think that soulmates are real,” He scoffed, helping her walk with her crutches.
“I think you're one of those lonely people who try to deny soulmates because you're alone. How’s that for a theory hm? What do you think of it Chishiya Shuntaro?” She said back, saying his name in a sing-song tone of voice, a sly glance getting thrown over at him.
“I think you're an idiot,” he said with a small smile.
His smiles were rare. Or at least real smiles. Real smiles were reserved now solely for this woman. The only one who could actually make him laugh. He thought it was weird. To him it was so weird how he trusted her and let her in. He had never felt that way before. She was so strange.
“Shuntarou, who is this?”
He froze. That was not a voice he was expecting to hear. Not now. Maybe in a year or couple months, but not now.
“...a friend sir,” he said, his demeanor completely changing.
It went from a comfortable air around him to a tense and strained aura.
The air around him felt thick. He couldn't breath, almost like the air got knocked out from his lungs.
“A friend? Those are only distractions from your work, Shuntarou,” the much older man stated harshly.
The woman next to him, of whom he had never seen silent, was now looking down as quiet as a church mouse.
There went his support.
“Of course. But she has been helping me with my work. The relationship is purely work related. Foreigners, father. They call everyone friends,” Chishiya stated.
The woman next to him was hurt by those words.
“A foreigner? Really, I can’t believe that after everything I’ve taught you, you have decided to make ‘friends’ with a foreigner,” the man, now revealed as Shuntaro’s father, hissed, pointing a finger at the woman.
“I-I’ll just leave,” she mumbled, turning to go back to the room.
“Hey, you don’t have to- please. Please don’t leave,” he mumbled to her, quietly so his father wouldn't hear, grabbing her hand to stop her.
She pulled it away.
“You shouldn’t be talking to a foreigner, much less touching one, now should you Chishiya?” She said, her voice cracking.
He watched her walk away, almost chasing after her. But he let her be.
“I just came for a routine check. It’ll look bad for the media if I don’t. I didn’t even know you were here,” his father stated.
Like that made him feel any better.
“Of course. I must head back. Work. Even though I’m still here, I have to stay ahead. Goodbye father,” Chishiya said with a bow towards his father.
Walking back, he looked around to try and see if he could find the woman. She would have stood out.
When he was back in his room he asked Niragi if he had seen her.
“No. Thought she was with you?” Niragi responded, sitting up.
Chishiya cursed under his breath, and thanked his roommate, who looked just a bit concerned at the fact Chishiya didn't know where she was.
Chishiya walked back out, pretending that he was totally calm. Internally he was freaking out.
“It’s fine. She can't leave, she has to stay in the confined area of the hospital. Nothing worse could happen,” He muttered to himself, watching what was going on around him.
“Power surges from the crash have started happening in Tokyo and surrounding prefectures. Businesses are warned to get a backup-”
The voice from the TV was all of a sudden shut off. The sound of wiring of lights powering off could be heard.
This sent the nurses into a panic.
Chishiya remembered what she had said the other night.
“Umm… ‘Taro, can I stay here tonight?” she asked, fidgeting with the strings of her hoodie. She was able to get out of the hospital robes and into some civilian clothing
“Yeah, sure. I don't mind. Why though?” he had responded, watching her face flush in embarrassment.
“I… I don't like the dark. The nurses always turn off the lights in the hallway, and my phone is out of battery,” she explained, embarrassment filling her face.
“Oh… I don't mind either way, so… get comfortable.”
She was alone. And it was currently dark. He knew how suffocating the darkness could get at this god forsaken hospital.
Now he was panicking a little more than he was previously.
“Stupid meteor. Ruining my day, and still continuing to ruin everything,” he cursed, walking briskly down the hall with his hands in his pockets. A habit of sorts he got into when he was in med school. This way it was easier and he wouldn't crash into others as often.
He looked in her room, only to find her roommate.
“She might be in the library. This has got to be one fancy hospital to have that. My name is Kuina Hikari, by the way,” She introduced, pointing down the hall.
He nodded, thanking her for the information, before speeding in the direction of the library.
He had forgotten this was here, otherwise he would have spent his time reading instead of sleeping.
He opened the door, and saw no one. It was utterly quiet. No sound at all. Then he started to listen closely. He heard a small noise coming from the back of the library. It sounded like crying.
He moved towards it, rushing past stacks of books. The sound got louder and louder as he got closer.
“Hey, Star girl, are you here?” he called out, hoping she’d answer back.
“L-leave me alone.”
The voice came from a dark corner. She sounded like she was in pain.
That's when he noticed that her crutches were thrown on the floor, but her physical self was not near them.
He looked over in the direction the crutches were strewn, and saw her sitting on the floor. The bandages on her leg were stained red with fresh blood. He rushed over, sitting beside her.
Surprisingly, she was the one who initiated contact. She enveloped him in a tight hug, her tears staining through his shirt. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around her. He had never had to comfort anyone before. He had never been comforted himself, so how would he know how to comfort anyone else?
“I-i was so scared,” she whimpered, clutching onto him like he would disappear into thin air. Like he was a lifeline.
They sat there for a while, the only sound filling the library being the soft cries of the woman currently in his arms.
“I… I’m sorry. For what I said. And what I allowed my father to say. It wasn't right. And it wasn't ok,” He mumbled, laying his chin on top of her head.
“It’s ok… I'm used to it,” She sniffled, finally calming down a bit
“It is not ok. I know you're just trying to make me feel better about what I said, but you shouldn't. My father has no right to speak to you that way,” Chishiya said, a bit angrier at what his father said to her.
“Chishiya, really it is alright,’’ She said. “Now if you could help me up, I need my bandages changed and I highly doubt the nurses will be coming to do it for me.
He stood up, helping her up from the floor. She tried putting pressure on the injured foot, and immediately fell into Chishiya with a yelp.
“Woah there. Come on, I'll just carry you back,” He said, going to lift her up.
Her hand stopped him from doing so.
“You're injured. And I’m too heavy anyways,” she stated, giggling at the thought of the much shorter man attempting to carry her back to her room.
He sighed in annoyance before picking her up.
She yelped in shock, holding on to him.
“I've carried tons of medical equipment heavier than you. And my wound doesn’t hurt, it's mostly healed. All I have is a broken finger and like 2 cracked ribs. I'll live,” he said, beginning the way out of the library.
The woman scoffed at his words.
“You’re really an idiot sometimes Shuntaro…” She mumbled.
As predicted the nurses and doctors looked like chickens running around with their heads cut off.
“They panic first rather than calming down to assess the situation. Yes, there are people on life support, but this is a hospital. It has to have a generator. Someone just has to go turn it on, because it obviously is not an automatic one. These people have no rational thinking skills,” she sighed.
Chishiya hummed in agreement, going into her hospital room, laying her down on the bed. The first thing he did was wash his hands and grab gloves. Kneeling down, he unwrapped the bandages with one hand while the other prepared a towel with alcohol to clean up the wound.
“This is going to hurt,” he warned before quickly pressing it to her skin.
She squeaked in pain, and gripped onto the mattress of the bed.
“Sorry. But when was the last time they cleaned this?” he asked, seeing the dry blood on the wound.
“Um… well like a week and half ago? They're not too good about it,” she answered.
He looked at her hands, still gripping the bed tightly. She was in a lot more pain than what he expected.
He made a face of disgust. This could have gotten infected like that. He bet that she was the one changing her own bandages, because the nurses always seemed too busy.
His hands worked quickly, finishing off with the bandages.
“Thank you. I really appreciate it,” She said as he stood up.
“Of course. You've done the same for me,” he said, standing a bit awkwardly beside her.
He saw crutches in the corner of the room, and walked over to retrieve them. Most of the rooms had an extra pair of crutches just in case anything happened. He just hadn't picked hers up from the floor, but it was ok. He grabbed them, and gave them to the woman on the hospital bed.
“Please don't run off…. I thought you were hurt. That you hated me,” He whispered, embarrassed by what he was saying.
“I could never hate you. It's ok, I was just overreacting,” She said, placing a gentle hand onto his shoulder.
“But you weren't overreacting. That’s the thing. If I were you, I would never talk to me again. I would forget about it. I could have stood up for you, but I didn’t. I could have told my father that we were friends, and that was that. I didn't have to play into his world view,” Chishiya angrily ranted.
He hardly ever showed his emotions, so when he did they erupted out of him. He couldn't stop spewing out how he felt, all of his words were laced with anger towards himself and his father. How could he have even let his father talk to you like that?
“Shuntarou! Please… It is not your fault. You can not change how the older generation views people like me,” she said solemnly.
She was right. He couldn't change anyone’s world views on anything this drastic, butt he wished that his father would change. That his father would stop caring about those things. Not all foreigners that came in wanted to cause harm.
The pair walked carefully around, avoiding the nurses running around.
“Follow me. I know where the generator is,” Chishiya whispered, leading the woman around carefully.
He took her to the back of the hospital, where it got darker and darker as the further they went.
The taller woman next to him hesitated. He noticed, and went over to grab her hand.
“We will be fine. Promise it is not that long of a walk. I’ll be right here next to you,” he whispered, holding a hand out for her to take.
She took a deep breath and nodded, grabbing his hand. He smiled and walked over putting a hand behind her back as they began walking.
The pair walked for about five minutes before finding the generator.
“You’ll be ok if I let go to turn this on right?” He asked, looking towards the woman.
“Yeah. I’ll be ok,” she responded, gripping tightly onto her crutches.
Chishiya sighed, a bit annoyed he had to be back here. If only the nurses had better panic responses. This is why he had always looked down on his father’s hiring choices. Of course, you needed to hire people that had come out of college, however, he hired all of the ones fresh out of college, and almost none with experience. The pretty girls. Whatever, it wasn’t his problem yet.
He pulled on the string and heard the whirring sound. Then a ‘click’ noise was heard as the hallway was flooded with the fluorescent light from above. He heard the woman sigh in relief behind him.
“Well, let us notify the staff the generator is on,” He muttered, shoving his hands in his pockets.
“Shun,” She called out.
He turned to face her.
“Thank you.”
No one had ever thanked him. Or at least none of them gave the gratification that her thanks just did. For the other ones, he did not deserve them. He was just doing his job, or straight up lying to some patients.
“Will you give this letter to my family?’’ The old man asked weakly.
Chishiya scoffed internally. Why do you need to give a letter to a family that is out in the hallway? Just talk to them.
“It is just that… I don’t want them to see me like this,” The old man said, in a solemn tone of voice.
“Of course,” Chishiya responded, taking the letter and placing it in his coat pocket.
“Thank you,” the man said.
Chishiya nodded, taking the letter. When he walked out of the room, he found the nearest trash can, throwing it out.
“Fools. All of them are absolute idiots. The world doesn't stop turning because you're dying. It doesn't stop because your family member or friend died. It moves on,” He scoffed to himself, going on to his next patient.
He really was on another level of absolute garbage. Thinking back on that occurrence made him look down in shame at her thanks.
“Let us head back, yeah?” She suggested, sensing the mood around the man change.
The two started walking back, getting stopped by one of the nurses.
“Where have you two been?! You! Your father has been searching for you! And you! Do you foreigners not know how to-” The nurse started yelling, before getting interrupted by Chishiya.
“Don't you dare bring her being a foreigner into this. She was helping me find the generator since you are all too stupid to calm down and solve your own issues. She has been helping the other patients at night since you all decided to neglect your duties, so don't you dare talk down to her,” He defended sharply, his voice filled with the anger he had been holding back for the past three weeks he had been here.
The nurse stared in shock and a little bit of fear.
“I-I it's just that um… she shouldn't be out here, she should be resting her leg,” The nurse stammered.
“You mean like how she should be resting it every night, but doesnt? Yeah, ok. You might be hired by my father, but there's something that I can do about that. If I were you, I would watch my mouth when speaking to me,” he stated sternly.
“O-of course Chishiya… I apologize,” The nurse stuttered before running off.
He turned to the woman next to him.
“Are you ok?” He asked.
The woman nodded, tears in her eyes.
“She made you that upset? I'll have her fired, banned even, I'll do anything to-”
“She didn't make me cry. You defending me did… No one has ever done that for me,” She sniffled with a soft laugh.
Chishiya smiled, and the two began walking back to his room.
When they entered the room, they saw two things.
One was Niragi with a nurse. The other was Chishiya’s father on his bed.
“Father.”
“Shuntaro, foreigner,” His father greeted, nodding at each of them.
A barely audible growl was heard from Chishiya.
“Father, please treat her with respect. She is an intellectual and respectable woman,” He said, straining his most proper voice.
“It doesn't matter to me what she is like. She is a foreigner, and it simply will not do,” His father stated.
The anger was building up inside of Chishiya. The building blocks snapping into place, the switches flipping in his head to talk back.
But he was scared.
He felt a familiar hand grab ahold of his, and he looked at the person next to him.
She gave a reassuring squeeze to his hand and he took a deep breath.
“Father. Not every foreigner comes in to harm us or the country. She is my friend, and someone who has helped around the hospital quite a bit since she’s been here. Please show her the same respect you would anyone else,” Chishiya said sternly.
His father scoffed, getting up to leave.
“I always knew you were an ungrateful and selfish child.”
And with those words, his father left.
“You are a great friend and an attentive and intelligent man,” The woman next to him said.
He hugged her tightly, squeezing her to make sure she was real as he broke down into sobs.
She ran a hand through his blonde hair, whispering comforting words.
“You can't leave. Please stay,” He whispered through sniffling and tears.
“I wasn’t planning on leaving. You have me Shuntarou,” She said.
____ One Week Later____
Chishiya had never been more happy to leave a place. He said goodbye to the old building, reminding himself he'd be back in a week or so to get back to work.
It was about noon when he was finally allowed to leave. All of his results had come back normal, and that meant he was ok to go home. The warmth from the sun radiated on his skin. It wasn’t terribly hot, surprising for one of the hottest months of the summer. He took a deep breath of the fresh air, finally being out of the stark white building.
There was no doubt in his head that his father would probably not talk to him for months, maybe even years if he was lucky. However, since the man cared so much about other people’s opinions, he would still be put in charge of the hospital. Sometimes, his father’s vanity came to his aid.
He watched as children ran around the courtyard, screaming and laughing. There were some older patients playing Shogi and Mahjong on some of the tables, their laughter joining along with the children’s in a melody of sorts. There was chatter all around him, people talking in groups. Most of these people were probably going to be in his position in a week or so.
His adventure in the courtyard wasn’t for his own enjoyment however. He was looking for someone in particular.
Star Girl.
He waited for the smallest view of her (s/c), or her (H/l) (h/t) (h/c) hair. Even just looking through the crowd, she would be easy to find, given the fact she was taller than most people. Much to Chishiya’s disappointment, he could not seem to spot her.
“Hey mister,” he heard a child’s voice call out.
He assumed it probably was not for him, until he felt someone poke his arm.
He turned, seeing no one. Then he looked down. It was a little boy. He couldn’t be older than maybe 8.
“You're Chishiya right?” The little boy asked.
“Yes. May I help you?” Chishiya answered, trying his hardest to not sound rude.
“There’s this pretty lady who told me to give you this,” the boy laughed, handing him a folded up piece of paper. Chishiya thanked the boy, who left running and laughing.
Chishiya sighed, unfolding the paper.
‘My dearest, Shuntaro,
I heard from your roommate that you are getting released today. While I’d like to say I’m going to miss you, I don’t have to. Meet me in the flower garden as soon as you get this note.
P.S.
Why does your dad keep spending unecessary money on this hospital? Like a library, flower garden, courtyard with activities? Wow. Anyways, I’ll see you in a bit.’
Chishiya laughed at himself. He had just read the note in his head, her voice narrating it. He shook his head, taking the note and shoving it in his pocket, walking off to the flower garden.
As he neared the flower garden, he heard a soft humming coming from just behind the gazebo wall. He neared closer, and went to scare the woman, but there was no one there.
He looked around in confusion. He had just heard humming, so she had to be near. Unless he was going crazy and just thought he had heard humming.
He felt someone grab his shoulder and he jumped, startled by the sudden touch.
“It’s just me,” he heard a familiar voice say.
With a sigh of relief, he turned around to face the woman.
“I got your note,” He said with a smirk, pulling it out of his pocket.
“I see… So, are you excited to go home?’’ She asked, sitting on the grass, patting the spot next to her.
Chishiya sat down, looking up at the sky. There was not a cloud in sight.
“Not really. In a week I have to come back and work so… It is not like I’ll be far from this place and the blank white walls or the incompetent nurses,” he joked, a small laugh escaping his lips.
The woman next to him laughed, and he looked over at her. He would miss her. He would miss sneaking out of his room and into hers, or when she would hide so the nurses wouldn’t make her leave his room. The late nights they stayed up, annoying Niragi or Kuina.
His first friend that he had to leave. He would probably never see this woman again, and that made him a bit sad. She had comforted him, showed him what normal human emotions were like. She supported him when he went against his father. He had nothing but adoration for this woman. Some might even say love.
“I think I’m going to miss you,” He whispered.
“You think?” She asked with a small laugh.
“I’ve never had to leave someone I lo- I mean, a friend, so I think I’m going to miss you,” he muttered, almost saying the three words he was so scared of.
“Oh… Chishiya, I have something to tell you… You don’t have to worry about missing me, because I also get released today,” She smiled.
He wondered if she had caught his hesitation, or the words he almost said. But either way, he was happy she also got to go home today.
“By the way… your letter. ‘My dearest, Chishiya.’ You know where you place your commas is important, correct?” He asked, a sly smirk playing on his lips.
“Of course I know. I did it on purpose,” She answered.
He could see the blush that was spreading across her face.
“Well, you are my dearest… friend,” She mumbled. “Although I’d like more... Um nevermind that.’’
“Well, I would like to stay in contact with you. So may I have your number, star girl?” He asked, extending his phone out to her.
He was expecting a rejection for some reason. Even though he knew how much this woman enjoyed his company, he expected the worst.
“Of course,” she smiled, taking it from his hand, and imputing her number.
When she handed it back, he noticed that she didn’t have a contact name.
“I think I’d like to put in a contact name for you. If it doesn't have one then I might ignore the phone. But star girl is too long. Calling you foreigner at this point is wrong, as you are no stranger. Have I earned your trust, my dearest?” He said, repeating her words from the letter.
She smiled brightly.
“You’ve earned my trust and more,” she said before grabbing his phone once more, entering her name.
When he got his phone back, he looked immediately at the contact.
"(Y/N) huh? Well... let us be more than friends one day my dearest, (Y/N)."
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ways he shows he loves you - stray kids
a/n: I want to write more to stray kids so here you go! I know I have a bunch of request at the moment and while I do plan on getting to them, I have to allow myself some freedom to create what I want as well! please enjoy and as always, requests are open and so is my 200 event!! (omg im past 300 now and I am so incredibly grateful! thank you so freaking much!)
bang chan - taking you home
I feel like chan considers taking you home as a huge step in your relationship, since ehe seems to love home so much.
he has a nice connection with his family so for you to go meet them means he's basically already planning the wedding
he likes to take you to places he remembers from when he was little (which are probably not too many places because he was just a little guy when he started training)
he also loves to make plans for you, his mom and his sisters hang out together
"you three go out! im paying for girls day"
he enjoys seeing pictures of his favorite people out, having fun together and getting along
the only thing he doesn't enjoy 100% is the teasing that collectively happens between you and his siblings against him but he doesn't;t mind it in the end because it just means you're comfortable with them and vice versa
and when he watches you and berry meeting for the first time...again...wedding bells are going off in his head
minho - supporting your hobbies
I don't see him as someone who is veery comfortable with just saying I love you all the time so he pressers to show it instead of say it
his way of doing so is by getting interested in your hobbies and most likely participating in them
lets just say you're a big fan of collection photo cards and trading! along with that, you also like to make bracelets for concerts! (lmao so cliche but this is what I can explain best! feel free to insert your own interests during the following!)
he definitely buys you albums all the time and when you don't pull him from a stray kids album, he rolls his eyes and keeps buying more until you pull him
he also loves watching you pack trades so he goes stationary shopping with you and buys you the cutest packing materials
he even packs a few trades for you and sneaks in a bunch of extra stickers and other freebies
he will also partake in bracelet making every time you attend a concert!
he loves sitting at the table, making bracelets with pretty beads (he insists on buying you the fancy glass beads for this project), watching a drama and eating snacks.
just seeing you happy and in your element and being able to support it is how he shows his love.
changbin - planning dates
idk about you guys but I feel like guys always leave it to their girlfriend to plan dates and come up with date ideas all the time
changbin is the exception
he knows all of the spots in the city and wants to take you to all of them eventually
he has a running list in a little journal he purchased when he first met you and started going on dates with you
he writes down the names of places he wants to take you to and crosses them out in highlighter when you eventually go so you can still see what he'd written down
he plans trips that vary anywhere from 2 weeks in LA to a evening picnic by the river
his favorite are "spontaneous dates" (in quotation marks because to him, no date is really spontaneous. he always puts some work into it, even if it's a late night run to the convenience store or a trip to the mall)
he's always navigating and making sure everything is perfect
his favorite part of the date is when you praise him for being so thoughtful and creative
he is so happy that he's impressing you and making you happy
he promises to himself that even when you both are old and grey, he's still going to sweet you off your feet with his amazing date ideas
hyunjin - remembers everything you tell him
(no bc...when people remember details about me I feel so happy)
anyways, he is such a good listener and pays attention to detail
whenever you mention something in passing, he makes a note of it mentally or if he knows he'll forget, he will write is down in his notes app
one example of this is during one exam season
2 weeks ago, you had told him bout your finals schedule and when it would start
on the first day, right at 6am he shows up with your favorite coffee order (or anything else if you don't drink coffee) and your favorite breakfast! along with a care package for the rest of finals!
the care package includes: two hoodies of his, you favorite candies, chips, ramyeon, and a couple other things he knew you'd find useful
he remember you telling him you had to get up at that hour to start getting ready for your 8am calc final
when he shows you, you damn near cry because of his thoughtfulness
he eats breakfast with you and makes sure your fueled up and able to focus on your test so you can ace it
the way he also thinks about you when he's out doing things like shopping
Oh I brought you back some eggs because I remember you said you didn't have anymore. also, this new toner because I noticed yours was running low last time I stayed the night."
jisung - never letting you pay
his love language is essentially paying for everything he can for you
if you deny him and tell him you're going to pay, just the thought of you doing something he is more than willing to do for yo has smoke coming out of his eyes like a cartoon character
oh boy and when you actually beat him and pay, he is red in the face
"sungie, I just paid for two coffee's. why are you all red like that?"
"I could've paid! now you have to let me pay for the next 100 things we get together!"
you roll his eyes at him when he makes these silly compromises with you and just rolls with it
for him, it's not that he thinks you can't pay for yourself because ehe knows you are more than capable
if anything, he's proud that his baby is an independent person and can take care of themselves
the reason he does it because he wants you to save your money and spend it on things for you and he wants to take care of you this being the best way he knows how
oh my god...
god forbid you buy him any gifts
he's all flustered and whining about how you shouldn't "waste your money" on him
after talking with him, he lets you pay sometimes but it's rare
felix - matching jewelry
it's all fun and games until you both get exposed...
before we go there, let's talk about how this started
for your first anniversary, Felix wanted to give you something special but had no ides what it should be
he was scrolling through TikTok one night and he came across a repost from you and it gave him the perfect idea
you reposed a couples post about a necklace with the bf's initial on it and he immediately got one made
you better believe hat we went to a famous custom designer and everything to get this made just the way he knew you'd love it
you gives it to you on your anniversary and to your surprise, not only do you have a "f" on your necklace, he get's a matching necklace with your initial on it...
he can't wear it out much but he always put's it on in private
one day...little sunshine over here has to leave to the airport with the group for an overseas concert and he forgets to take off the damn necklace...
"WHO IS (y/i)?" stays are going wild online and trying to find out who it is
from now on, Felix is more careful but now everyone knows his secret :0
seungmin - bring affectionate in front of others
look, this boy is not very affectionate, much less in front of other people
he's a very 'behind closed doors' type of person
when it comes to you though...he's not afraid to show his affection
the first time you noticed it was when he first invited you to meet his member at the dorm for dinner and movie night
he picked you up and brought you inside
you greet all of the members but right afterwards, he immediately just starts to cling to you
he has a hand on your thigh during dinner and during some shot periods, he's actually straight up holding your hand while eating
the boys look at him like he's finally gone insane and you're looking at him with such a confused expression
finally, jeongin of all people, breaks the silence
"hyung? I know you like (y/n) a lot but you're not letting her eat by holding her hand."
his face goes red because he's been caught and he lets go of your hand, putting a low apology to you
when the movie portion of the night comes around, he insists on your sitting right on his lap but if you decline, he is sitting so close next to you that he's literally going to merge into your body
jeongin - sharing clothing/shopping with you
(cw: I know not everyone feels comfy with the idea of sharing clothes for whatever reason and it's totally valid so I made two different options here!)
as we all know, jeongin loves fashion and anything that has to do with it
it's only natural that he wants to involve you into his hobby!
he wants to dress you up all the time!
sometimes, he'll drag you to his room and start to pick items from his closet to replace what you're already wearing...
you have to glare at him so he won't change your whole outfit
he also loves to take you shopping!
he walks into every store with you and asks your opinion on everything because he knows you're actually the one wearing it so you have to like these items too!
shopping can be a very stressful and traumatic experience for some people (ME!)
he understands if this is the case for you and tries his best to give you all the time you need and not overwhelm you with trying too many things on at once and not showing you 101 options all at once
if you don't like how something fits, he will never pressure you to show him anyway
he also never pressures you to go shopping if you're not in the correct headspace for it
there is always assurance from him that no matter what, he loves the way you look in clothes you both pick together!
he also loves to take ootd pics of you and he lets you take his!
he def never pressures you to do this either if you don't wanna
his soft launch of you is a pick of your latest ootd together but your face has a cute little fox sticker over it :D
#stray kids headcanons#stray kids#stray kids imagines#stray kids headcannon#skz fluff#skz texts#skz#skz imagines#chan x reader#minho x reader#changbin x reader#hyunjin x reader#jisung x reader#felix x reader#seungmin x reader#jeongin x reader
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Requited Love
Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Reader
Requested: Yes/No ~ request
Summary: Y/N is cast to play Mia Reed in ‘The Fallout’ and her feelings for her costar, Jenna Ortega, start to resemble those of her characters. Love. ~ Word Count: 1887 ~ Warnings: tiny bit of angst if u squintttttt
A/N: Hello everyone!! Firstly I want to say thank you for all the support shown on my first few posts, and I also wanted to give you guys an update. I’m currently travelling overseas with very busy days so my time for writing is limited but I am writing I PROMISE. This one took a little longer than expected but I hope you enjoy it <3
It's your first day working on the set of ‘The Fallout’, your newest film in which you play Mia Reed. You are a little nervous despite having an impressive collection of films under your belt. When it comes to new sets, new environments, and more importantly new people, you were always anxious about how you would fit in. Your nerves certainly weren’t helped when you learned that Jenna Ortega had joined the cast. You are a huge admirer of hers. Since you've seen pretty much everything she's been in and respect her as an actress, the idea of sharing the screen with her was undeniably daunting.
You pull up to the ‘base camp’ of the film, where all the trailers are located, in an attempt to find yours and get a head start settling in. As you get out of the car your Y/E/C eyes scan the area in search of your trailer, your eyes instead landing on a girl. She appears to be about a foot shorter than you and has long, dark hair. She is dressed in baggy pants and a black singlet with headphones around her neck. Your breath hitches in your throat as you realise, “Holy shit… it’s her oh my god ok” you breathe as you hesitantly start walking in her direction, attempting to calm yourself down. ‘Relax Y/N it’s fine you got this just don’t be weird’.
The sound of your approaching footsteps catch her attention as she turns her head in your direction. Her brown eyes meet yours causing your breath to catch in your throat once again. To your surprise, a genuine smile crosses her face as she too starts walking towards you. “Hey, I’m Y/N. I’m your costar it’s really nice to finally meet you.” you start, giving her a little wave, thrilled you somehow managed to not stumble over your words. “It’s amazing to finally meet you too! I’m Jenna, and I have to say I’m a really big fan of your work” she smiles at you as you feel your cheeks start to burn. Your brain can’t even fathom the idea of THE Jenna Ortega knowing who you are, let alone being a big fan.
“Really?!?” “Of course I am I’ve seen almost everything your in.” she giggles at the disbelief painted all over your face. “And here I thought I was going to be the one fangirling. I’ve also seen pretty much all your stuff and you are incredible. Im still in disbelief that I get to work with you.” you rant, the words flying out of your mouth faster than you ever thought possible. “You are so adorable” she giggles, your cheeks at this point on fire. “Trust me the honour is all mine” she concludes.
You spent the remainder of the day talking to Jenna whilst walking around set, meeting all the important people who you will be working with over the next few weeks. To your delight, whilst exploring the set, you discover that Jenna’s trailer is right next to yours. If there was one thing you were sure of in this moment it was that you couldn’t wait to get to know her better.
*time skip*
You jump as you are awoken suddenly by a loud banging on your trailer door. “Sh*t what the hell” you mumble, rubbing at your tired eyes as you sit up. Your eyes glance towards the clock hanging on your wall, the hands reading 9:17. That’s odd your supposed to be at hair and makeup by 9. “Oh sh*t. I’m coming!” you launch off your trailer couch realising you must have fallen asleep whilst memorising your lines, meaning you didn’t set an alarm. You quickly attempt to fix your disheveled hair as you swing your door open, met with the disappointed glance of your makeup artist. “Sorry! I’m so sorry give me five minutes I’ll be right there I swear” you apologise rapidly, chucking on a random hoodie and running into the bathroom to check you don’t look too much like a corpse.
*small time skip*
Jenna jumps slightly as the door to the makeup trailer swings open, revealing a very cute and disheveled Y/N wearing… wait is that her hoodie? “Morning sleepyhead. I like your hoodie I’m surprised it fits you” Jenna chuckles as you look down and realise that you are actually wearing one of her hoodies. “Huh. I didn’t even notice.” “It looks cute on you” she flirts, your cheeks gaining their familiar warmth, one you often feel when you are around her. You drop into your makeup chair letting out a sigh as you allow your slightly irritated artist to get you ready for your scenes.
“You ready for today?” Jenna asks, smirking as she makes eye contact with you in the mirror. “As always. Why wouldn’t I be?” “We are filming the kiss scene today remember”. As soon as the words left her mouth you felt your stomach drop. “Oh. Right. Yeah I totally forgot about that haha” you chuckle nervously. Being completely honest with yourself, you had been harbouring a crush on Jenna for quite a while now, and whilst the idea of kissing her should fill you with excitement, you can’t help but be terrified. “You okay?” she asks sincerely, noticing the slight change in your demeanour. “Yeah! yeah no I’m fine I just had a rough sleep last night. I feel asleep on my couch memorising my lines so it wasn’t the most pleasant.” you ramble, trying to cover up your nerves, your attempt appearing to work.
“I think the way Megan has set the scene up is really smart.” she says whilst glancing towards you. Noticing the slight confusion on your face she elaborates, “I mean the way she has us kiss whilst we are both lying down. It gets rid of the whole height difference issue. Not that I have anything against it, I love it.” “Good to know” you reply, attempting to diffuse the tension by jokingly winking at her causing her to laugh and quickly hide her face with her hands. ‘Is she flustered?’ ‘Is there a chance she likes me back?’ you thought. However, just as quick as the thoughts came to your mind, you shut them down, ‘No Y/N stop. Don’t get your hopes up’.
*time skip*
“Action!”. You are lying on the floor of Mia’s bedroom as Jenna, or Vada, rolls towards you. You stare deep into her eyes as she can’t stop giggling. Once she finally settles down, her face is only a few inches away from yours. She starts, “What?… ok I know your a woman of very little words… but I know you got some deep shit happening in this nice little head of yours.” she recites her lines perfectly as you giggle on cue. “God… ugh” you sigh. “Anything? Ok. Lets say this. Lets say you die tomorrow, ok, and what if you die sad because you regret not saying what you wanted to say… then what?”.
Those words, although scripted, make your heart sink, because as true as it is, you can’t tell her. You can’t ruin what you have with Jenna over some stupid crush. They say you should always pick roles you relate to, and you hate to agree that you relate to the fear that Mia is feeling right now, absolutely terrified of losing her best friend. You lie there in silence for a few seconds whilst your mind races. “I can’t say it” you whisper, drawing your eyes off of her. “Why?” she immediately responds. You can feel her eyes burning into the side of your face which both comforts and unsettles you.
When you finally pluck up the courage to face her, she looks almost ethereal in the ambient lighting of the room and you regret ever taking your eyes off of her. You aren’t able to seperate your own feelings from your characters, all you feel is love. You notice Jenna glance at your lips, as she is directed to, and the next thing you know she is leaning in. Your heart is racing faster than it ever has before, so much so you are worried she can hear it. When her lips touch yours, you feel warmth blossom in your chest. She pulls away slightly asking “Is this okay?” to which you nod softly. As she connects her lips to mine once more, her lips part slightly allowing my tongue to slip inside. Before I know it she is climbing on top of me, our bodies pressed together as our lips moved passionately against one another’s. Her hands begin exploring your body as your fingers travel through her hair as you breathed her in. It was utter bliss. Until it wasn’t.
“Cut! That was perfect girls well done. The chemistry was amazing, very believable.” “Thanks” you murmur as you seperate yourself from Jenna and get to your feet, avoiding all eye contact with her. “I think we got it guys you can head back to your trailers”. With that you made your way swiftly out of the room, attempting to avoid Jenna’s concerned stare and get to your trailer as quickly as possible. “Y/N! Y/N wait!” Jenna calls from behind you as you hear her rapidly approaching footsteps. She eventually catches up to you, stopping you when she grabs hold of your hand, swinging you around.
“Hey what’s wrong?” she asks, her hand still holding yours with concern written all over her face. You couldn’t help but think about how pretty she looked which didn’t help with your current predicament. “Nothing. I just… I need to be alone right now” you say, turning on your heels attempting to avoid having the conversation you have been dreading. She grabs ahold of your other hand in order to pull you back, not allowing you to avoid her and suffer in silence. “Hey.” she comforts softly “You can talk to me you know. Just tell me what’s wrong we can figure it out together.” “I can’t say it” you quote Mia as a tear rolls down your cheek, the weight of the conversation finally taking its toll on you as the fear of losing your best friend overcomes you.
You witness the moment it clicks in Jenna’s eyes, her gaze immediately softening as she wipes away your stray tear with her thumb. You see her lips twitch into a smile as her hands land on your cheeks, the two of you having a silent conversation with your eyes. Her eyes flicker down to your lips which doesn’t go unnoticed, but before you can comment on it she is guiding your face down to meet hers as her lips brush against yours tentatively. You were taken over by pure desire as you close the remaining distance, leaning into the kiss as you place your hands around her neck. The familiar feeling of her warm lips against yours makes your heart flutter as you begin to comprehend what is happening, she likes you back. Your lips slowly parted as your foreheads remained against each others. “I love you too Y/N” Jenna intimately whispered, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before pulling back completely. “So you really do love the height difference?” you joke, unable to take your eyes off of her. “Of course I do. I love everything about you”.
#jenna ortega#jenna ortega x reader#jenna ortega x fem reader#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega imagine#the fallout#vada cavell#mia reed#jenna ortega request#wednesday addams x fem reader#wednesday addams x reader#simp4wom3n
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Starving in The Dark
Okay another mini thing while I'm struggling to do the other responses rn, these ones I do while im laying down to go to bed lmao, but your requests will get done I promise!
Anyway! This is based on the thing I posted earlier today 😈 if you know you know.
Its very 18+ so minors DNI
WARNINGS!: NSFW, arthur literally devouring you, in general sexy things, chubby reader because I said so and theres not enough chubny reader and chubby arthur in this world
TAGS:@mrsarthurmorgan7 @photo1030 @kieropal @cantchoosejust1 @6kaja9
So lets get started!!!
You feel as though you're gonna loose a finger to the cold around you, even being bigger and retaining heat better than smaller people would, you felt frozen to the core.
After the gang had left the Amberino mountains on your run from the law you didn't figure you'd be back up here so soon, but here you were, shivering and shaking on your horse, even in your heavy coat, as you and Arthur trek through the snow the further you got into the mountains.
Granted the snow that you traveled through now was no where near as bad as it had been the first time the gang had come through here, but it still seemed to sink right into your bones, you could only imagine how cold your horses were.
But you refused to complain. Arthur had told you he wanted to take you somewhere out of camp, far away, just the two of you, so you could finally spend sometime together without being harassed by the others or being pulled apart to do other jobs.
Granted you would have appreciated it if he'd taken you somewhere warmer, but you weren't about to start whining when he was trying to do something sweet and thoughtful for you. It wasn't often the two of you got to sneak away like this.
"We're almost there Darlin' I swear, then I'll get the fire goin' and that cabin'll warm up quick."
Arthur looks over his shoulder at you, his face reflecting a mixture of guilt and apology.
He'd clearly recogonized your freezing state.
"I'm okay!" You lie through your teeth offering a smile, you hate seeing the big guy look so sad. "Just cold!"
"I know, I shoulda just had you ride in the same horse with me, woulda been warmer for ya." He sighs and then nudges his horses sides. "C'mon, pick up the pace, let's get there."
The two of you ride for just a little longer, snowflakes sticking to your eyelashes the further you go, until eventually the two of you come over a hill to see a rather small cabin on what would be a beautiful lake, had it not been frozen over.
You're quick to hitch the horses in a nearby area where they're slightly sheltered, and make your way into the cabin.
It's a little run down, but upon looking at it you realize someone's clearly cleaned it up, and as you look back at Arthur you realize he really has been planning this for a while. The bed is made and the floor's been decently cleaned, a stack of wood decently high is sat against one of the walls and the cuboards are stocked with food.
Arthur moves and closes the door behind him the moment the two of you step over the threshold, he gently kisses the side of your head before beginning to start a fire up for you.
You can't help but watch him as he works, crossing your arms in an attempt to retain your heat.
Even in the cold he keeps his demenor, which around you is a little softer, kinder.
There's a small smile on his face as he does his work and the cold air has caused his cheeks to bloom red.
"You look so cute in the snow." You mumble, taking note of his denim clad jacket, the collar lined with fur. It covers his cheeks a little, but not enough to cover the fact that his face gets slightly redder at your compliment.
"Now, I don't even believe you when you call me handsome," he chuckles and continues to throw wood into the stove settled in the center of the small cabin. "What makes you think I'll believe you when you say that?"
"Who says I need you to believe it grumpy?"
He simply offers another small chuckle to you before he starts to attempt to light the fire. Luckily it doesn't take long.
The fire blazes and you find yourself crowding in the front of the stove as soon as Arthur shuts the front of it and opens the vents to allow heat into the room.
He stands behind you, his hands gently grasping your shoulders and his chin resting on rhe crown of your head.
"Sorry it was such a long ride Darlin' and a cold one too." He mumbles under his breath, letting out a long sigh that you feel reverberate through your body.
"It's okay Arthur, really." You smile this time, to yourself, he needed this break more than you did, you were just happy he wanted to take it with you. You'd follow him anywhere he wanted to go, and this included anywhere.
"Hmm." He gives the hum in response and then another sigh before he lets go of you to move towards the bed placed against the wall across frkm where you stand.
You watch as he plops down and begins to take his boots off and his coat soon follows.
He himself is a big man, and even he seemed a little cold, that redness of his face, and the small chatter in his teeth that occasionally appeared, it was no surpise you were so cold.
"I know it's cold," he mutters. "But you should get that heavier stuff off and get under the covers body heat'll be better for the two of us then these cold jackets."
You offer a nod, and then move to meet him, taking your coat off as you move.
It was gonna be a cold night.
.............
You wake up sweating, with the smallness of the cabin and the constant wood going into the stove to keep it that way, plus Arthur's body heat, you felt as though you were absolutely swimming.
The two of you together, both bigger bodies, the heat you both gave off, it was a wonder he wasn't sweating his ass off too.
It's completely dark in the cabin, other than a little bit of fire light from the stove.
You manage to get up out of the bed without waking Arthur, sliding out of his iron grip as quietly and as gently as possible.
You do the only thing you can think of to get to a comfortable temperature and strip out of your night clothes.
Tossing them to the side you feel much better, still warm, but without the extra cotton its a much more comfortable warmth.
You give a quiet sigh and clamber back into bed, getting back under Arthur's arm as quietly as possible.
"Y' good?" His words are slurred agains your neck as you settle back down, and after a moment his hand finds your waist and he seems to wake a little.
"The hell did your clothes go?"
"It's hot in here Arthur-" you hear the whine in your voice and feel awful for a moment, but you realize now laying back under the cover with arthur again that you'll most likely wake up covered in sweat once more.
Arthur's silent for a moment, but then you feel his hand travel over your stomach, going a little lower, reaching your thighs.
He's clearly not thinking about the words you just said.
"Arthur you are not listening-"
"Kinda stopped after I realized your tits were out if 'm honest." He sighs and you feel a hot kiss against your neck. "What I wouldn't give to feel these around my head...."
He squeezes your thigh gently, his fingers crawling towards your inner thigh.
"I'm already warm..." it's a feeble excuse, and you know it, yiu absolutely love it when he gets like this, so despite your discomfort you know that you're more than likely going to go along with him.
"Maybe if you got out from under these covers ...let those pretty tits of yours hit the air..."
"What the hell are you suggesting?"
"Mhmmm...." Arthur's voice comes out as a groan in your ear, and he places a small kiss there, right behind your ear.
"I'm sayin'," he mumbles. "I think you should sit on my face..."
"Arthur!"
You've never done such a thing. Of course you've had him between your legs before, and you'd never deny him that, as he got pleasure out of it just as you did, in fact it was one of his favorite things, but NEVER had you ever sat on his face.
"I'm too big." You mutter. "Too heavy, I sit on your face and I'll sufficate you-"
"Good, a fine way to die." He kisses your neck again.
"Arthur I'm serious!"
"I am too."
You sigh and he simply gets closer to your ear.
"Please Y/n...Please, I want you to do it so badly....please."
He's begging you. How could you tell him no.
"Okay..." You mumble the answer after a few moments of silence. "But you have to promise to stop me if you can't breathe, please?"
"Of course, you're My Girl."
You feel a heat in your cheeks and move, watching as he moves to lay on his back.
He keeps his hands to the sides, lazily awaiting you to sit on your throne.
He motions you towards him with his two middle fingers on each hand.
With just that you're compelled.
You manage to manuver yourself to the right place, and you begin to squat over his face, hovering if you will, and you feel Arthur's hands latch onto your thick thighs.
"I said sit." His voice comes out in a growl and then with a tight squeeze and a single rough pull on his end you find yourself completely sat on Arthur's face.
You can't move, he hold's you tightly against his face, buried in your pussy.
His hands massage your thighs, and you can feel his tongue moving in the best way you can think of.
It sends tingles through your body, the way he seems to nearly devour you, as though he'd never had a meal in his life.
His mouth is warm, and wet as he licks, and licks, and each flick of his tongue that seems expert you can't stop yourself from letting out lewd sounds that make you grateful he's taken you all the way into the mountains.
You reach between your thighs, gripping his hair tightly as he has his snack.
"Arthur...." You doubt he can even hear you from his position, but you hope that he gets the message when you begin to move your hips, riding his face.
His hands move from your thighs to your ass, and he helps guide each thrust of your hips.
You take a moment to look down, meeting his eyes between your thighs.
He's got a look there that you've seen many times, full and utter lust.
You can feel his nost brushing against sensitve areas of your heat, and his tongue still works away at you, lapping like a thirsty animal.
One of his hands moves from your ass, wrapping over your thigh and reaching between your legs, finding your clit easily, as it's nearly second nature for him.
Your breathing is ragged as he continues his assult of pleasure on you.
You know it isn't gonna take much longer for you to come undone, and your grip in his hair gets tighter, he can tell it won't be much longer.
The faster his tongue gets the faster his hand goes, he matches the circular motion just right with everything else until-
"Arthur!"
You feel yourself clench up and your thighs close instinctually against Arthur's head, and he continues to lick, doing his best to help ride out your orgasam.
When you're able to regain your composure he offers a few taps on your thigh and you manage to move off of him, catching the glint of your arousal on his face from the small firelight.
"Next time, when I say sit on my face I mean sit." He swallows and you watch as he licks his lips before placing his hands behind his head. "I want you to smother me."
You simply blink at him, your heart still racing from your high.
He'd just eaten you as though you were his last meal and that's all he could say.
You blink and then look towards his waist.
You had some giving to do.
#rdr2#arthur morgan#rdr2 community#red dead redemption 2#milk delivery#arthur morgan x reader#arthur morgan rdr2
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summary :: “take this, and break up with my child.”, you and your mother test your boyfriend to see if he leaves you for money.
genre :: crack, fluff.
pairings :: akito shinonome, toya aoyagi x gn! reader.
note :: saw their card leaks n fell in love................ "how much do u love their cards?" yes. AND TO THAT TSUKASA REQUESTER I PROMISE I'LL DO THE REQUEST SOON IT'S IN MY DRAFTS
★ akito shinonome
he stares at it and raises an eyebrow then ACTUALLY takes the pocket full of money and turns to the door, he doesn't spare a glance at you but he knows your their beside your mother, you felt absolutely betrayed. ‘is he joking?’ a small frown formed on your lips.
he looks back and goes rushing to you as well, now in front of you, he pressed a long kiss on your lips, his free hand slithering around your waist. you broke the kiss after awhile as his hand was still on your waist, “sorry, but im taking both the money and [name].”
your mother just stood there dumbfounded, while you and akito were exiting the house. so.. the test worked perfectly? not the reaction you guys were expecting, but then again, it's akito.. he's a teen full of mischief.
“so, what was that about?” he asked, “i should be asking you that.” you replied, “it's not everyday i get two prized possessions for free, you know?” you chuckled at his answer as you arrived at his house.
removing his hand from your waist, he unlocked the door as you both went inside, the first thing you saw was ena sorting out groceries. “akito! ive called you multiple times, where ha—” she paused mid sentence while looking at you.
‘oh.. oh!’ she thought, “actually, you're free to go.” she looked down, grinning to herself, she's definitely making her otp sail. akito wondered to himself, is she on drugs? as you two went upstairs.
★ toya aoyagi
he took turns taking glaces at you and your mother, he could see that you were shaking, this was something that his dad would definitely do, he stares at the packet for awhile, it's making you nervous.
he calmly walks to you and holds your hand, just taking you upstairs in your bedroom, leaving your mother just there, she was obviously confused for a reason. “t—toya?” you tilted your head as he hummed in reply, he opens your door and locks it once the two of you get inside.
you let go of his hand as he sits at the edge of your bed, your just standing there in shock. “so? are you gonna sit beside me or what?” he asks, patting the space beside him. you were flustered, but made your way there.
“good,” he opens the covers as he lays down while you do the same beside him, “are you gonna explain?” you asked, “what is there to explain?” he moved closer to you, placing a hand on your waist, kissing your forehead gently, “id chose you over anything.” ..then placing a quick kiss on the corner your lips.
©miihai
#miihai works#pjsk x reader#project sekai x reader#shinonome akito x reader#akito shinonome x reader#aoyagi toya x reader#toya aoyagi x reader#aoyagi touya x reader#touya aoyagi x reader
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I love your work! I'm not going to be oddly specific so... Chuuya pure angst :) Thanks and take your time ❤️
the reason?
pairings: chuuya nakahara x reader
contains: angst haha
wc: 374
a/n: of course!! im sorry if it's not that pure angst, and thank u for the request! mwah mwah <3
The place was filled with smoke, bodies of agents dying, blood everywhere, and both of you. Chuuya stared at you in anger, holding himself to use his ability.
“Open your fucking mask.” he groaned, slightly in pain on his left forearm. He didn't knew who was under the mask, he wanted to kill you.
“..name? Is that.. really you?” his voice was cracking, he couldn't process any of this. Didn't you die? No, you're supposed to be dead. You got stabbed, there's no way you're alive. His thoughts were filled with it, he really didn't know what to do.
You laughed, slowly opening your mask revealing your face. His eyes went wide, looking at you in horror. His body was trembling, tears was forming his eyes.
You looked at his face, you didn't know what to say either. He was supposed to be by your side, comforting you, protecting you, stay with you. And guess what? He didn't. He broke your so called ‘promise’. You took a deep breath then sighed, walking to him. He was about to cry, fall into tears, falling into his knees.
“T-there’s no way you are alive! I-i saw you died..” he sobbed, trying to hold your hand. Before he did, you slapped his hand away from you, looking at him in anger.
“Watched me die. You.. watched me die!” you screamed, your voice cracking since you're about to cry aswell. You couldn't hold your anger, you really couldn't.
“What? N-no.. I saw you..”
“You watched me die and did nothing, is that what you meant?”
He couldn't give an answer, he broke into tears, now falling into his knees. He didn't mean any of that, he.. had a reason, right? Seeing him you immediately kneel down too, gripping both of his shoulders.
“You stood there, watching me slowly die and didn't even think to fucking help me? There must be a reason, right? What is it? What is it, Chuuya!” you cried, tear welling in your eyes finally rolled down on your cheeks. His mind was blank, he didn't think about it, about the incident that happen. He didn't even know what was the reason, the reason to leave you to die. Did he even have any reasons?
why do u guys love angst so much... (me too :3)
#bsd x reader#bsd x y/n#bungou stray dogs#bsd x gender neutral reader#bungou stray dogs x reader#bsd angst#chuuya x reader#chuuya x y/n#bsd chuuya#chuuya beloved#chuuya nakahara x reader#bsd imagines
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IM HERE TO REQUEST (lyss) I also have such bad writers block that I can’t even think of prompts but maybe something about Wilbur and reader maybe he’s playing a song he wrote them I love musicianbur or artist reader and he’s looking at their work :)
Also hmu anytime you want to just brainstorm :)
Awe i absolutely love this idea! Thanks for the request @alyssys!
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With all my love
Who: Wilbur x reader
Warnings: None!
Pronouns: None mentioned!
Anything else: I love musicianbur so much. I did make this a small blurb though bc i think the smallest things are the most important <3
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I feel like after you two start dating, every song is about you. The first one in the album would be how you two met, then the next how you two started to fall in love, then all the moments you had together, then you guy’s first date and how he felt. I feel like it would be such a change in music. Like even when he’s with the rest of the band or even one of his twitch friends he’s just talking about you the whole time. And if someone compliments one of his newer songs he’ll just be like, “Oh yeah. That’s about my gf.”
“Alright everyone! This next one is from the new ep!” Everyone cheers, “Do you guys already know the lyrics?” everyone cheers again.
I feel like he would make a song about you helping him heal when he was at his worse. And i think he would cry every time he would play that song.
Once he starts singing he feels a lump in his throat. The band told him maybe they should save the song for another day but he refused. The song reminded him so much of you. And he missed you so much that he just wanted to be reminded of all the times you two had.
After a couple more seconds of the song slow tears started to go down his face. Not exactly sad ones but not exactly happy ones. After he finished the song he would just talk about you for five minutes straight.
Everyone would be “Awe”-ing and “ohh..” when he explains the song. He just thought you would never see it, but the whole time Elodie was just face timing you.
After the show ended you called him and told him how much you love him. And that you promise to be there for him forever. And then he just cries again because he’s so happy.
Turns out the top twitter feed was wilbur crying on stage and taking about how much he loved you. But that didnt matter, because all he wanted was to make you happy.
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I JUST GOT ANOTHER IDEA WHERE WILBUR SHOWS YOU A SONG HE MADE FOR YOU WITHOUT TELLING YOU ITS FOR YOU
“Oh darling, before i forget, i made this new song and i wanted to see how you liked it.”
You two are in your guy’s shared room and he has a guitar in hand, he’s playing you songs to relax you after a long day.
“Of course!” You smile at him. He starts playing and you listen intently. Not wanting to miss a single note or lyric he sings. But as he continues singing you realize that it sounds familiar.
He’s smiling as he sings, watching you lost in thought out of the corner of his eye.
it turns out he used a melody that you always hum as the tune and that the lyrics is about how much he loves you.
“Wilbur? Is this song about me?”
He stops singing and playing.
“Maybe?” He says teasingly.
You instantly move aside his guitar and hug him. “Oh your such a tease!” You giggle as you give him small kisses all around his face.
Awe i love musicianbur stop. T-T
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bts jungkook - your first time being intimate
pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x reader
genre: smut, fluff
warning: 18+
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You would never believe that you will be lying on soft blankets in the apartment of one of the biggest kpop stars. But when you looked into Jungkook's dark, wide-rimmed eyes, it didn't seem like just a dream anymore.
´You look so beautiful, darling.´ He whispered towards you and picked up your T-shirt, which he pulled over your head along with the sports bra you were wearing after working out together. He looked displeased as you tried to cover your bare chest and quickly removed your hands.
'Don't ever do that. You're perfect and this is just me after all.'' He whispered and leaned back to you to place a soft long kiss on your lips.
You ran your fingertips over his back, still covered in a t-shirt, but that was about to change soon as you tried to pull it over his head. You couldn't do it, but Jungkook laughed softly and helped you take it off. 'Don't worry, you'll learn in time.' He whispered again and pressed his lips to yours again.
One more kiss on the lips, after which he moved to the neck and later to the chest - you gasped, no one had ever seen you like this before, let alone touched you like this. But Jungkook's touches were perfect - you couldn't help but let out a soft moan, which you quickly stifled with your palm.
'No no no, never do that. I want to hear you, baby.´ Dissatisfied, Jungkook grabbed your hand and pressed it firmly against the pillow before placing soft kisses on your chest, moving ever lower.
He smiles when you moan again before buttoning up your leggings. ``Can I?'' he asks, asking for permission. You nod and smile slightly - he was always so considerate and that was one of the things you loved so much about him.
He slowly pulled your pants down to your ankles and you found yourself biting your lip - perhaps out of stress. 'You look so hot, Y/N.' Jungkook smiles and plants a few kisses on your thighs. 'Can I continue?'
You nodded and Jungkook slowly removed the last remaining piece of clothing before you quickly sat up and pressed your legs back together. Jungkook stood up and looked back into your eyes before placing a soft kiss on your forehead. "Don't worry, love, it's just me. We don't have to do anything else today unless you want to, I promise.'
You nodded your head again and then just whispered, ´Please, you first.´
Jungkook smirked, kissing you once more, this time on the lips and standing up so he could remove his pants and underwear in one motion. You couldn't help but look at his whole body - he was so perfect. Everything about him was perfect.
“You like it huh?” Jungkook smiled and you just blushed and looked away.
'No, don't look away.' Displeased, Jungkook grabbed your face and looked into your eyes again. 'Can I continue, love?' He asked again and when you nodded, he smiled contentedly and knelt down by your legs, which he slowly spread apart.
´Now let me take care of you, love.´
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hi guys, im back! i promise that ill be more active here, so if you have any requests, just comment them! (i can do everything from just bullets like this to long fanfics) and i would write about (almost) every topic and fluff, angst or smut are not problems too! just text me <3
thank you and take care of yourself, love you <3
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as the great Kyle Herschel Schwartz once said:
I’M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
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hi hi hi! boy, it has been a WHILE. the last post i did was in august, so that means it has been SEVEN MONTHS since i last posted on here. i know i said i would be taking a short break- and it is very apparent that i completely underestimated how much time i would need to get back into the swing of things.
i am so so sorry for my disappearing act! (you might as well call me magicmyian!) i swear i never forgot about you guys- writing and i were having a bit of a tiff for the last couple of months.
i would come back to this blog a lot and just…kinda stare at everything? kinda thinking to myself “what do i do now? where do i go from here?” and nothing ever came. I’d try to write things- but they always felt like they weren’t good enough- especially considering how long i made you guys wait for it. but then- out of the nowhere:
i started writing again!
like- actually writing! and i actually liked it! and at first it wasn’t t-word related at all- just to kinda get back into the swing of things. and now…here we are!
i plan to post a fic this week- so keep your eyes peeled for that!
i wanna thank you guys for being SO SO SO unbelievably patient. i made a promise that every request in my inbox was gonna be fulfilled (unless stated otherwise, of course!) and i intend to keep that promise!
the new fic IS southpark! (yaaaaay!) but I’ll be completely honest- i’ve been gone for so long that i don’t even know if that’s “in” anymore. so- im here to ask, after i finish all the southpark requests- do you guys want me to branch out to other fandoms? should i just stick with the southpark? or do you want me to dabble in multiple? make this a melting pot of fics!!! please please PLEASE leave ideas below!
i have missed so much- and im going to work my butt off to get caught up! so, my beautiful, gorgeous, amazing mutuals, be prepared for a TON of reposts- because i am catching up on ALL the amazing works you guys have posted that i missed.
thanks again for being amazing amazing people!! i know i say this a lot, but i only do because its true! this blog makes me so happy, and im genuinely thrilled to get back to writing again! i hope you guys like it, and here’s to hoping i don’t decide to become houdini again and completely disappear! (sorry for that!!!)
thanks for everything again! i got a lot of work to do- and it’s time to get to it!
-❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️
#SURPRISEEEEEEEE!#oh my gosh i missed you guys SO MUCH 🥹#yes!! im announcing this on a totally random wednesday!! ta-da!!#(in all seriousness though- im on spring break- so i have a lot of free time-)#PLEASE GIVE ME FANDOMS THAT YOU’D LIKE TO SEE ON MY BLOG! no promises that i’ll know them- but i wanna gauge you guys!#EVERY REQUEST IN MY INBOX WILL BE FULFILLED!! im gonna make sure of it!!! ❤️#see you guys later this week on the new fic!!! until then- im REBLOGGING#non tickles#strawberry speaks
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hi eggy<3 i would like 2 request a match-up of 3 hq charas pls! i’m bi-romantic so guys/gorls is okay!
mbti: infp-t,,, super shy but talkative once we’re 1-1
astrology: aries sun, pisces moon, leo rising<3
hobbies: fashion!!! reading, traveling, making art/music, astrology, anime, k-drama, listening 2 podcasts, collecting cameras + photography, witchcraft lmao (tarot & crystals), collecting plushies, k-pop, ballet as of dis month, bullet journalling in my toto puzzles, tbh i weave in & out of hobbies as i pls n i lov 2 try new things! recently embroidered kageyama’s ics sweater saur i could wear it 2 da hq movie premier in 2 days & root 4 him<3 not sporty but i do stretches & mobility class & lift weights 2 strengthen my body bc im cLUMSY n get injured easily:( fav sport im acc gud at is rock-climbing dhshsdh also i’m a mom of 2 bunnies🥺
likes in d8s/relationships: nature, artsy fartsy spaces, thrifting, going 2 cafes & for ice cream!! amusement parks + rollercoasters!!!! taking photos. i lov ppl who can tease me n we can go back & forth. someone who is super smart & knows a lil bit abt everything & who can teach me new tings is who i tend to go for. quick whit is also a plus! gives me nicknames. tells me abt their day n is secretly sentimental. someone who i can tell all my hyper fixation of da day/wk/month to & won’t judge:,) someone who keeps their promises & tries to make it up 2 me when they fuck up. someone who is >:( at first glance but is acc rly sweet once u get to kno dem! my lov lang is words of affirmation & acts of service but i also lov 2 give ppl gifts esp when i travel! not big on physical touch but head pats make me weak🥺
dislikes: unwanted physical touches w sexual undertones/sexual innuendos directed towards me bc i’m ace, loud noises unless it’s at a gig, ppl w no manners, ppl who talk all abt them n never ask anything abt others, broken promises, someone who gen makes fun of things i like or doesn’t show interest in the tings i’m interested in, inconsistency, ppl who dun support therapy, homelessness, women’s rights, gay rights, mental health, etc. & da biggest red flag for me is racism!
tysm u big cutie!!!<3 forever supporting ur works & ur indulging in ur spotify playlists🤍🎀☁️🩰
thank you so much for your donation <3 get your own matchup here
match up number one: tsukishima kei
the epitome of >:( on the outside but secretly sweet
and i mean very secretly
but tsukki would be quietly obsessed w/ you in way that he thinks is not obvious but it actually is extremely obvious
like would be thinking of you all the time
like if he was out in public and saw smth that reminded him of you he would take a picture of it not even to send to you just to keep it on his phone bc he likes things that remind him of you
and literally any single time that man sees a plushie he thinks you would like he's getting it for you (his love language is absolutely gift giving) the collection would actually start to get out of hand a point
i imagine it going something like this:
"i got you another plushie"
"i don't have enough room for anymore"
"...i will get you a shelf for them"
he's so tall would love to pat you on the top of the head it would give him such smug satisfaction
tsukki would lightly tease you but would do it with such stars in his eyes that it could not even remotely be misinterpreted
like he'd say something like "you're such a dummy" but he'd have such an adoring look of love in his eyes you know that basically translate to "i am madly in love with you"
would be the very protective type and would verbally decimate anyone who made you uncomfortable
like you wouldn't even have to tell him he would just be able to tell from your body language and know immediately
in general pays very close attention you and would notice those little things abt u
the type of boyfriend that might, at first, struggle with communication but would put in an honest effort to improve
extremely respectful of any and all boundaries you have & would find it very easy to express affection in way that ur comfortable w/ because tbh he's not very big on physical touch either
very understanding even if he doesn't outright say it
a very show don't tell bf like you know he would do anything for u even if he doesn't say it frequently bc he just does it all the time
match up number two: shimizu kiyoko
would be the sweetest gf of all time :(((
also can be very shy but would be very comfortable around you
she would love nothing more than to participate in your hobbies with you
asks for tarot card readings and what books you're reading and would proudly wear any and all embroidery done by you and asks you to teach her ballet
her instagram would be filled with pics of you and your hobbies
def a words of affirmation gf; she might be shy at first but into the relationship would spare no detail in expressing her love & admiration
extremely well adjusted and emotionally mature so communication with her would be so easy, any (rare) mistake she made would be immediately owned up to and would do everything she could to make it up to you
knows that there are people who have crushes on her but is very clear abt her dedication and would never even consider doing anything to hurt ur feelings
very clear in her loyalty to u
would love to plan trips with you <3 would write out a whole itinerary of all of your favorite activities and does her research beforehand to make sure everything runs smoothly
would wear coordinating outfits with u on trips (best dressed partners on vacation tbh)
when ur comfortable with it would love to show affection in small ways like squeezing your hand or patting your head but primarily shows affection through genuine and thought out compliments
lots of little sweet dates getting little treats and coffee and ice cream; would love to try new things with you
being with you would make her feel emboldened to try new things and be a little different <3
match up number three: kita shinsuke
polite king tbh
most respectful man alive
would honest to god make you feel like you are royalty genuinely the most dedicated partner of all time
loves to watch your favorite shows with you and would listen to you talk about your hyperfixations eagerly
would love to hear your thoughts and opinions on everything and loves how much you love things
like you never have to worry about him making fun of you for the things that you like because he genuinely cares and loves to learn about the things u care abt
like if you were ranting abt something you love and got worried/insecure for whatever reason he would say "please keep going i want to hear more" and you'd just know he means it 100%
me tearing up bc i luv kita & he'd be such a good bf
does everything in his power to make you feel safe and comfortable at all times
very doting and loving
would let you take the lead in the relationship and would frequently ask you how you're feeling and what you need and is happy to adjust the way he would show affection to meet your comfort level
a little bit crazy like he's like oh you like plushies? let me learn how to make them for you
like he would absolutely learn how to crochet to handmake you gifts
every gift you would ever get him is like a priceless item and he either proudly displays them or he keeps them on him at all times
like if you got him a postcard from somewhere you travelled he would keep it in his wallet all the time
supports you in any and everything you do
bonus match up: akaashi keiji <3
hope you enjoyed !!!!
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Just wanted to tell you that whenever you vent, I feel so heard and seen, like someone was literally listening when I was ranting in my brain.
Also how many asks do you have in your askbox right now ignoring this one.
you and me ranting and venting forever XD ha!
i'm glad my venting is not in vain I have so much weary complaining in terms of why i do not understand. like . always under duress and always in the disclaimer corner , but ???
i'm just more tired than angry...still angry but :/
overall?
6
not much but like the first 2 i probably won't answer because one is a hornet nest i mostly agree with /and the other one was telling me that apparently the fandom said something so. freaking. dumb. a lot of dumb somethings actually, that i just 1000 yard stared into space that I had someone asked me irl if i was ok [the rest is so sweet and made me happy that they like this blog and i wish that they had a nice day/months too, and that part i do wish i'd answered because i do hope that they manage to find their feet on this website and in general. it can be disheartening but try to remember that this is for you to have fun so try to carve a corner for the things that interest you!]...
anyway it still feels like kicking hornets nests and giving input to wild stupidity that i'm not all informed about its current form, i am annoyed but i don't know the fandom like that tbh to just be hearing that it still is just ...hmmm, why are you guys...why... why are you guys the way- and address it like its not a recycled fandom issue or even new stupider evolution of issues that i don't have first hand knowledge of because i really do...not know those people.
i felt like including one of the stupid somethings on the ask about dumb arguments against rc but i don't actually know the intricacies of why they even feel sure enough to say that. like its just deadass wrong. its insultingly wrong. like anon. that was like top worst accusations like the actual mention in the ask is like a few words and i literally went THEY SAID WHAT.
and for that i am so sorry because it is a very sweet and heartfelt ask that made my day and in the grand scheme i could just address that and not the rest, i just like absolutely did not see that part coming and can't keep myself from addressing it but then i also want to know where the audacity came from to properly do so and then im like...there are other fandoms [to myself]...
...rants are a-ok to send [im probably venting at that moment too about something] but like ajdfnaskf this is probably what it will do to me
hornets nests i will avoid kicking because at the end of the day this blog is the corner i carved out for what interests me and i would like to not have too many of those posted when i scroll through it to get my daily rc boost
and it is the sweetest ask for real but also wtf csfandom. WHY.
and in general loop de loop arguments i simply do not know what new thing i could say to get across stupid argument is stupid...we could be making text posts about how they should kiss instead
3- i did write for rc week! it was a small note at the end of the third one which also has something that feels like it needs a proper response but like i feel VERY snippy on that subject so like its probably gonna wait for a bit i'm so sorry but i did, i wasn't planning to but i did
4-acme...i am thinking about just answering it with the meme
i find all the acme members interesting as individuals and what they contribute thematically to the show
vs.
i do not care for ACME
but like again i do feel like putting like more of an effort since i didn't have any thoughts for the first part of the ask but i would like to make 1 for each part and i don't hate any of the members for real i promise and understand how big ACME is to this show and the franchise in general T,T
5- a fic request! :D im looking forward to working on it? it probably will be short but i'm happy one of my ideas got requested
6-might answer it soon...might be a little rambly but it concerns the boy gray and a nerve that i'm ACTUALLY ready to poke at a little...a little
so again not many but i do feel bad for not answering ASAP (due to many things) when i am very happy to receive them
and then spending my energy on making rc stuff first because thats usually what i have energy for
Like I really am happy whenever I see that there are other people who do enjoy rc and this blog enough to send asks [sometimes very passionate in their defense] . So thank you. very much.
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Hi mosie :') I'm sorry for not frequently talking, Just had a massive breakdown over My college applications, i didn't pass and I still have no school
How are you feeling? May I request some dumbahh Denji if that's okay❤️
-mystery anon
Hehe here’s Denji after losing a bet:
“It is done!”
Your voice from down the hall sounds too excited, too upbeat, Denji thinks, for the situation at hand. Because the finished product you’re referring to is not something to be celebrated like some kind of baked good or art piece, but melted wax. Meant for none other than Denji’s hairy legs :(
You watch him scrub his palms in his eyes like he’s exhausted when you walk in the room with your wax jar, or maybe like he hopes that he’s dreaming, before whining a little when a container of glossy blue liquid is set in front of him.
“That stuff looks like it doesn’t belong near the human body. D’ya know for sure it’s not radioactive or something?”
“Of course it isn’t! People do this all the time.”
Denji releases the type of sigh that sounds like it comes from his soul, before he’s rolling up his basketball shorts and letting his back thud against the floor, face in hands.
“Geez Denji. I’m certain it won’t hurt as bad as you think it will.”
He shakes his head before shooting you a look that pleads mercy—the kind you think a patient might give their surgeon before going under. You fight back a laugh.
“I don’t believe you. But the pain’s whatever--like, T’s not even the biggest problem. I’m thinking about after—my legs are gonna look all dainty and smooth for a month!”
You give him a frown and open your mouth to cut him off but then he sits up like he just thought of something.
“‘N what if someone notices that chainsaw man’s legs have no hair?! What’ll that say about him? ‘The nation’s hero succumbs to unhealthy beauty standards’ ugh could you imagine that headline?”
You can only stare at him for a bit, unsure if laughing at his thought process would be too mean. You manage to fight back your giggle with a cough before resting a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Baby. Nobodies gonna think you’re upholding toxic beauty standards, I promise. Let’s just get this over with, you’ll be fine.”
He nods and slowly lays back down, gripping onto the carpet beneath him like a lifeline.
You smooth a popsicle stick of hot wax over his thigh before he can protest further, and he flinches but otherwise remains complaintless. You notice his face looks a bit pale when you place the wax paper.
“Alright, on three.”
He whimpers.
“One. Two—“ you tear the strip with all your might before you can get to three.
Denji yelps louder than you’ve heard him since you scared him hiding in the closet on Halloween. Then he pants like he just ran a marathon, sitting up to survey the damage.
“Fuuuuck. Wheeew. That wasn’t so bad. Oh god I’m so red though! why’m I so red?”
“Your skin’s just a little irritated! It’s fine, look!”
You show him the strip of now-hairy wax and he frowns when he sees.
“This is. What’s the word? This is barbaric.”
You giggle and start mixing up the container with a fresh popsicle stick.
BABY I missed this but AUUGH not the college apps I’m so sorry to hear they’ve been stressful and I hope you figured out a plan that works for u!! I wish the act of attaining schooling wasn’t so unnecessarily tough >:( , I prommy it’ll all work out in the end. As for me honestly I’ve been… good :O !! Idk winter was like rlly hard this year so summer has been unbelievably refreshing. I remain terminally busy balancing work and social life and family stuff etc but Im lowkey stable rn so. Anyways It was kinda cool coming back to writing some Denji stuff after so long… I STILL LOVE HIM SO BAD UGH I LOVE HIM FOREVER. My thing w him is that he like. Deserves my loyalty yk! Like no character deserves loyal fans as much as that guy imo so I’m simply never going to stop loving him even though I get new fixations..
#denji fluff#an ask <3#denji thots ♥️#mystery anon <3#I saw this yesterday but actually waited to post till csm Tuesday >:)#u don’t need to apologize also whaaa
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…how do pinned posts work..?
I feel like I should get one of those-
Hi, welcome to my shitshow✨
Info post I guess? Or something?
Im B. Yes, like the letter. Pronouns? Yes. (I’m figuring it out as I go) also, I am a minor.
I mainly use tumblr for Markiplier and MatPat, so that’s probably what you’ll see on my blog
I write things sometimes
Once I figure out the ask thing I’ll allow requests for fics, but for now here’s my
~Masterlist~
Mack x reader
Mark x Mack
I think that’s it?? I also never know what I’m doing so- goodbye ✨
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PLEASE tell me abt the emu war im an aussie so i know some detail but not as much as i would like,,,
:D i'd literally be so delighted i love talking about it. this will be long btw despite the fact the entire thing didn't even last a whole month
the entire thing is honestly not as silly as it sounds (i mean it kind of is) its basically complete mismanagement of a situation by a government, and ignoring of veterans for a literal decade while trying to use them to pump up ur agriculture
so after end of world war one in 1918, thousands of veterans returned back to australia, the government struggled with where to "put them'" and settled on a 'soldier settlement scheme', where the veterans would be allocated land primarily in WA for the purpose of growing wheat and raising sheep. this scheme was supposed to have three positives, providing work and support for the veterans (ended up being just over 5000), get a steady flow of wheat to these more marginal areas that had food difficulties, and make the government look good to boot
however, it didn't take very long for the issues to clearly show, by 1920 there was clear problems with agriculture. many veterans apparently didn't have experience, the land in perth was barely useable, the added little bonus of the government never following through on a wheat subsidy to support the veterans in the farms development and finally
The regular migration of 10s of thousands of emus, whose natural habitat was literally exactly where the farms had all been built, who would cross the area on their natural path and just absolutely decimate the crop yields the soldiers managed to grow, due to the fact their normal feed had been completely wiped out
It was so bad that in 1922, emu's were literally reclassified from a protected species to vermin by the government due to it. Then in 1929, the great depression hit and crop prices took a damn nose dive, making a bad situation even worse. The soldiers are trying to cull the numbers where they could, but due to various physilogical reasons I'll get into and shear overwhelming numbers, it was literally impossible despite them all literally being trained soldiers. And the whole time they are requesting for ammunition from the government as well as the promised wheat subsidies, for over a decade, all to literally nothing. the best they had was a bounty system set of in 1923
finally in 1932 the ex soldiers were sent to speak with the then minister of defence, sir george pierce, the bright spark behind the whole operation
the soldiers turned farmers requested machine guns, and piercey agreed...with some conditions. the guns could only be used be military personel (currently serving i think), the troops transport would be paid for be WA's government, and finally the farmers would have the pleasure of providing the soldiers with food, accomodation and ammunition. the plan was meant to provide target practice and get rid of the issue
however it was probably likely just so they could appear to be supporting the ex soldiers (i believe they were getting some shit about it in the papers) and because there was a WA secession brewing for 1933
the battle was set to begin in october, with Major G. P. W. Meredith at the helm who was literally so fucking confident that he hired a cinematographer, followed by Sergeant S. McMurray and Gunner J. O'Halloran. the whole thing was then delayed because of rainfall that scattered the emus but deployed on 2nd november to assist the farmers, and supposedly collect 100 emu skins for use as military hats for horsemen
One thing that should be made clear, is that the view of it being an army is wildly over exaggerated. It was literally the 3 guys that i mentioned, 2 Lewis machine guns, 10000 rounds of ammunition and a pickup truck. That was the support sent
First attempt lol
so 2nd november, the focus was on a group of 50 birds outside campion, with the soldiers setting up camp nearby. the local settlers tried to lure the emu's towards the artilery, however the birds employed "guerilla tactics" and scattered off into small groups, rendering the machine gun barrage generally ineffective, as well as being stupid fast. Not to mention that the denseness of their feathers made it so it would take around 10 bullets to take a single emu down, unless you got lucky and hit the head
“If we had a military division with the bullet-carrying capacity of these birds it would face any army in the world… They can face machine guns with the invulnerability of tanks. They are like Zulus whom even dum-dum bullets could not stop.” – Major Meredith, commander of the Royal Australian Artillery, being a little racist
so after that the "army" tries again on 4th november, setting up an ambush at a local dam where roughly 1000 emu's are supposed to be, waiting until the emu's were at 100 yards or so before firing. easy right? it's in the bag right?
nope, thousands of rounds fired at 100 yards from a machine gun at point blank and they managed to get maybe a dozen down, then the machine gun jammed and by the time it was worked out, the emu's were out of shooting distance
“each pack seems to have its leader now – a big black plumed bird which stands fully six feet high and keeps watch while his mates carry out their work of destruction and warns them of our approach,” -Major G.P.W. Meredith of the Seventh Heavy Battery of the Royal Australian Artillery said, in an interview to an Australian media.
So to clarify, require 10 bullets each, stupid fast with a top speed of 50km/h, have a watcher that guards them and know how to fucking scatter
"The Emu command had evidently ordered guerrilla tactics, and its unwieldy army soon split up into innumerable small units that made use of the military equipment uneconomic" -Dominic Serventy....an ornithologist
In a last ditch effort, Meredith mounted a gun onto the back of a pickup to shoot at the birds, but the fact they were trying to shoot in literal outback country meant that aiming was pretty much impossible with one of the few lucky shots ending up with the corpse tangling itself in the pick ups steering gear, causing it to veer off and destroy half of someone's fence
by 8th november, press and picked up on it and were lambasting the government to hell and back, causing pearce to withdraw the troops and perhaps my favourite (unattributed) quote
"When one New South Wales state Labor politician enquired whether ‘a medal was to be struck for those taking part in this war’, his federal counterpart in Western Australia, responded that they should rightly go to the emus who ‘have won every round so far’.”
At the end of this whole thing, 2500 rounds of ammo were used with the number of birds killed being uncertain, one account says 50, and another by locals claiming 200-500. Either way, barely a dent in the population and the whole thing lasted 6 days in total
second attempt
this one was a bit longer but less interesting, as the soldiers seemed to work out a method, it was started on 13th november with approx 40 emus killed, two days later though you barely have any, but nearly a month later on the 2nd december it was reported that 100 emus were killed every week. They were then recalled on the 10th of december and in his report, Meredith did the math of how many bullets per emu, reporting 986 kills with 9,860 rounds, meaning 10 bullets per emu. Additionally he claimed that 2500 emus had died of their injuries later on
aftermath
when assessing the cull, an article by the coolgardie miner in august 1935 reported that whille it was criticised, the use of machine guns was effective and saved the rest of the wheat
next, in 1934, '43 (this one they supposedly asked for bombs to be dropped on the mobs) and '48, despite literally all the issues. The farmers requested military assistance, only to be turned down each time, but supposedly were provided with ammunition and the continuation of the bounty system. the two working in tandem was wildly effective, with 57,034 bounties being claimed over 6 months in 1934
It did cause a lot of conservationists in britain to get up in arms about it, and led to an increase in exclusion barrier fencing which proved relatively effective against emu's, dingos and rabbits. Now instead of being shot to death, they all just die along the perimetre fencing
But in 1950, the issue was still prevalent, with Hugh Leslie (politician for WA) campaigning for ammunition for the farmers, which was approved and 500,000 rounds were released to the farmers
Emu's are now back to being a protected species, but can be shot if on private properties and are considered least concerned
Pearce was dubbed the "Minister of the Emu War" in Parliament by Senator James Dunn
Essentially the whole thing is categorical of a mess of a government that didn't provide any support for veterans until it could cost them power, causing a decade of floundering before they got necessary support, with the suggested fix by the government being 3 blokes, 2 machines guns and a pickup, who were unsurpisingly outdone by a whole slew of ex riflemen with decent ammunition
But yeah, that's the Emu War roughly and I'm no longer allowed to talk about it at parties for obvious reasons
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hi !! can i request jealousy headcanons for gnf x reader? or an imagine? whatever you prefer :)) thank you so much!
JEALOUSY HEADCANONS
cc’s: george, sapnap, dream, wilbur, karl, quackity, nihachu
pronouns: gender neutral
warnings: none :3
here’s my masterlist ^o^
hope ya like it !!
george:
he doesn’t really get jealous more so insecure
would kinda just let whatever was going on with you and the other person play out and then maybe mention it later
this could go two ways:
either you don’t acknowledge him being upset and he starts acting super pouty to make it obvious-
or he literally just shows no emotion to the matter and decides to keep it to himself
he trusts you so much but he definitely thinks about how maybe you could be with someone better
PLEASE reassure him that you love him and he’s the greatest boyfriend ever :((
he isn’t one to care for much attention but when he doubts himself like that you better give it to him >:T
karl:
he gets sad :(
he immediately thinks the worst
which is that you see something special in this other person that you don’t see in him
his whole mood changes
such an over thinker when it comes to this stuff
he definitely wears his heart on his sleeve tho so you know when somethings up
after lots of reassurance he’s ok but he always kinda feels like you’ll find someone better
he thinks he’s a little hard to handle sometimes and since he’s always busy he’s afraid that you would maybe want someone who’s easier to spend time with
there are some VERY special instances where he’ll just walk up and announce that he’s your boyfriend
usually it’s done without thinking and the once he realizes the person was trying to flirt with you he’s like “oh- OH HAHA LOSER” lol 
overall, he doesn’t want to intrude on any of your friendships and conversations but he can’t help but get a little scared of losing you
quackity:
he’s the type to get really awkward about someone else hitting on you
seeing someone else flirting with you would make him feel so uncomfortable and it would just be really weird for him
he wouldn’t want to intrude but he can’t help but overthink the whole situation
he would feel so powerless and like he’s just watching his partner get taken from him and there’s nothing he can do
if you did try to get him to join the convo it would just make him even more uncomfortable because he’d feel kinda left out
also definitely starts feeling maybe he’s being annoying or something
REASSURE HIM PLS
once you let him know you’d never leave him he’d pull a sapnap and start making jokes about the other person lol
sapnap:
listen... he trusts you. just you tho. everyone else is an enemy.
he knows you’d never do anything but the thought of another guy even thinking about you in some type of way makes him so agitated
super super possessive but I mean hey ur quite the prize that i’m sure he worked hard to get ;)
tries to keep you by his side/holding his hand most of the time
is not afraid to step in between a conversation. very confrontational.
puts on a whole tough guy act which you bully him for later lol
once you two are alone he starts talking so much shit about the other guy
“babe he is literally my friend-“
“ok? and your friends a little bitch that’s not my fault.”
kinda mean LMAO but he’s so good to you and would stop if you asked him
dream:
the most protective boy ever
is so focused on making sure no one is ever making you uncomfortable
literally on you like a guard dog
i would even go as far as to say his protective/possessiveness could become an issue in your relationship but he loves you and he has good intentions
if you don’t pick up on his change in behavior he gets very passive aggressive
he doesn’t just get jealous of people flirting with you it’s a lot of different things including his own friends
deep rooted insecurity OMG IM SORRY THIS IS SO DEEP
he’s just really afraid to lose you but doesn’t want to show it
wilbur:
you’d definitely expect him to be more mature about it
will glare at the object of his jealousy, even if they are looking lol
“y/n, that guy is looking at you weird— i don’t like it :( “
“Will please i’m not going anywhere. i promise you’re all mine.”
will litter your face with kisses after being jealous.
when someone is hitting on you, he just walks over and scares them off with his height
will instantly get over it if you give him affection
he might just want your attention sometimes, but other times there is some truth to it
^^^^ 🥪 ANON WROTE THESE aka my little wilbur soot enthusiast thank you very much
niki:
the most mature out of all of them lol
she trust you so much to the point where if she sees you talking to someone else she just brushes it off
he only concerns are the person being creepy or weird so she will make sure to keep on eye on what’s going on
also just wants to me sure you aren’t uncomfortable without stepping in too much
might gesture you over to her for a second or send you a questioning glance to make sure everything is good
if you happen to ask her to join the conversation she would be so happy it would really calm any nerves she had
if the person does end up being weird you guys def laugh about it and tell the story on stream lol
niki has very little fears with you, you’re her person and that’s that :3
hello hello thank you for reading hope you enjoyed!!! ALSO i’m gonna be doing like a little prompt thing for when i hit 100 followers so that will be posted soon and i’ll explain how it works and everything on the post!! (tiny milestone but thank you all so much :3)
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~ Discreet ~
Warnings: fem!reader x dom!3racha, smut, mentions of periods, foursome, voyerism, fingering, hairpulling, use of degrading terms, riding, nicknames, dumbification, penetrative sex (be careful), unprotected sex (BE CAREFUL), masturbation, double penetration, anal sex, creampie, cockwarming, the smuttiest of smuts...
Word count: 3.5 k
Requested: yiiiip thank u 🧃 anoniee~
Note: ok i did more like...u know the days before ones period? am i making any sense? idk i just though that it would be such a hassle to write if the reader had their period so... im just leaving it here and... im gonna hide.
i feel so bad for jisung in this AKSJS
also im in love with this gif akfhsfksjhf
“No, stop nagging y/n” Bangchan said without turning around in his office chair. The studio contained your three loving boyfriends which were great most of the time but when you had to beg them to fuck you they weren’t the nicest.
“I’m not even on my period yet” you said to Bangchan in a cocky manner, sighing while looking at the backs of the two other boys, each one working on a computer with their headphones on. Bangchan fiddled with his phone before showing you his bright screen.
“But soon it is and according to the app you can start of feel higher levels of pain before your period” Bangchan stated with a half smile.
On his screen was the period tracking app you had shared with the boys but you were surprised to know that Bangchan actually checked it. You tried to grab the phone but he stood up hastily, lifting his arm up so the phone was out of your reach.
“Why did I even share that stupid app with you guys” you huffed, giving up on retrieving the phone and sat down on the leather couch behind the desks. He sat down moments after you and smirked at you.
“So no, we won’t fuck you because we both know how rough things get, especially when Changbin is riled up” he said turning back to the computer screen.
A bunch of memories zapped through your mind. How they manhandled you and took turns to cum inside you, leaving you nothing but a wrecked and cum- leaking mess. Since both Jisung and Changbin had headphones on they hadn’t heard the conversation. Your realisation was genius. It’s just to ask them about it! Sure, Bangchan would be pissed about it since he was clear on a couple of rules, one of them being to not fuck behind each others backs but you were so needy. Your body ignited with just the though of being touched. Being determined you shuffled over to Changbin and lightly wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders. He smiled, moved one side of the headphone off of his ear and turned his head around to face you.
“Everything good, baby?” Changbin asked, looking at you with adoration.
You smiled back at him and hesitated asking him about the favour but with a slight voice crack you leaned into his ear and said;
“Bangchan is being mean and says that he won’t help me with... w-with my neediness”.
He nodded slightly as his gaze returned to the monitor infront of him, busy with some producing.
“Babygirl got some wits I see. You thoughts I didn’t hear the conversation you just had with Chan?” he didn’t look at you, clicking and typing away at something. Fuck. How did he hear that?
“But please Binnie~” you wrapped your arms tighter around him and gave him a peck on the cheek but to no avail.
“You don’t know how difficult it is to say no to your pretty face” he finally looked at you and pecked you back on the lips. You laughed slightly at his corny remark and patted him on the shoulder before darting your eyes towards Jisung. He was sitting a bit away from the other boys in a corner, the ice in his americano had melted and diluted the coffee from the warmth in the studio. Changbin put on his headphones again and returned to his work as you sat down on the empty chair next to Jisung and looked at him with puppy eyes.
“What’s up bub?” he rubbed your thigh that was exposed from the fluffy black skirt you were wearing. You rubbed your thighs together, Jisungs hand stuck inbetween them. He laughed quietly to not disturb the other boys.
“You don’t even need to tell me, I know what you want” he whispered, leaning into you and removing his trapped hand. You bit your bottom lip as you looked at him with innocence in your eyes, scooting closer with your chair.
Your gaze traveled down his body until it landed on the tent between his legs. The warm touch of his hand grazed closer and closer to your heat that was uncomfortably wet, your panties sticking to your cunt from arousal. You cupped him through his pants, his breath hitched due to the friction. The both of you observed the other boys but thankfully they were deep into their work, their eyes glued to each computer screen, the blue light reflecting on their precious faces. Jisung and you turned back around and caught eye contact with each other to which the both of you laughed inaudibly. He leaned towards you, the hot breath from his mouth hitting against your ear.
“Chan will be so mad” he said with a ambivalent tone, not sure if he wants to receive a scolding from Bangchan after he fucks you. You shook your head from side to side, doing everything to convince him.
“Sungie~ I’m all wet for you. I’ll promise to not tell Chan” your eyes twinkled towards the boy that had removed his headphones and placed them on the keyboard of the silver colored computer.
“Of course you won’t baby, I trust you” Jisung whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His fingertips began to graze your wet clothed cunt to which you had to muffle a whine by biting the inside of your cheek. Jisung smirked seeing you so sensitive and needy, ready to risk it all for his dick. Pushing the thin fabric to the side, Jisung felt your leaking wetness and exhaled loudly from excitement wanting to just slam you onto the couch and fuck you senseless. You jerked your head towards he couch, asking him to move to which he looked slowly towards Bangchan frame and agreed.
The two of you stood up carefully and sat down on the black couch that you had been on moments earlier. Jisung sat down first, the weight of the couch shifting as he sat. You followed shortly, straddling him and facing away from the working boys. Jisung had a mischievous smile plastered on his face and your face was burning at the though of getting fucked by Jisung behind Bangchan. Your hands traveled to Jisung’s belt buckle and with the utmost care you unbuckled it. Jisung helped remove his pants and popping his dick over the band of his black boxers. You let out a breathy whine from just the sight of his veiny dick, the tip cherry red and a string of precum coating the slit. You pumped his length a couple of times, earning a hiss from the dark haired boy before your heated sex hovered above his hard dick. Sneakily you snapped your head towards the working boys and was assured when they were intranced in their work, the subtle klicking and typing creating background noise. Jisung held your hips hard enough to leave red marks the day after before he pushed you down onto his dick. Sparks were flying everywhere in your mind, the feeling of being filled to the brim by Jisung’s girth made you choke on a moan. Jisung gave you time to adjust as you bottomed out, lifting your shirt up just so that your bra covered breasts peeked out. Slowly you bucked your hips against his and the brown eyed boy hissed quietly. Grinding on him you felt the knot of nerve endings being stimulated as Jisung circled your clit with his slightly cold thumb that contrasted with your sopping heat.
The added pleasure stringed out a string of whines from your lips until Jisung’s big hand covered your mouth, he looked at you with trust in his eyes and you smiled against his cold hand. You held onto his shoulders as you rode his length, your nails digging into the skin as the skirt pooled around your hips and shifted everytime you grinded onto Jisung that was now covering his own moans by clearing his throat. For one second he looked at your pink and red flushed face and then drifted his brown orbs behind you, making sure that neither Changbin or Bangchan glanced backwards. You shut your eyes tightly, Jisung’s pretty face disappearing as a rainbow of colors flashed before your eyes. The pace quickened due to Jisung’s hands being placed on your hips after momentarily removing them to stroke a piece of your hair behind your ear. He guided your cunt up and down his dick, the bouncing impacting the couch that let out a tiny creak. Jisung’s grip was hard on your hips as he let out a breathy moan behind his closed eyes. The knot in your stomach tightened, nearing your release as your mind blank. Both your and Jisung’s head was thrown back, eyes shut and everything tensing up. Just as the bundle of nerve endings was about to unravel with Jisung’s girth grazing your g-spot your hair was suddenly yanked from behind, you held onto the boys sturdy shoulders as a loud yelp forced it’s way out your mouth.
“Dirty fucking slut” a voice growled behind you as the grip on your hair tightened, holding you with full force by your roots. Your and Jisung’s eyes darted open, panic slowly filling them. The big hand belonged to Bangchan that was upside down in your sight since he pulled your head backwards. He glared at you with anger, brows furrowed as he spat out;
“Computer screens reflect but the two of you are too stupid for that”.
He let go of your hair as he shoved you towards Jisung that was terrified of the consequences and quickly lifted you off of him. Changbin turned around due to the commotion and ripped away his headphones upon seeing Jisung shoving his dick back into his jeans. Bangchan grabbed your arm harsh enough to hurt you and lifted you up before slamming you against the white wall of the studio. You felt Changbin’s and Jisung’s eyes burn into you through Bangchans back. Bangchan’s arm was at the side of your head as he looked down on you with disbelief.
“I was t-trying to help he-her” Jisung stuttered behind Bangchan but he wasn’t having any of it.
“Shut it” he growled, inches away from your face as his gaze was black.
Bangchan’s fingertips trailed down your torso before they plunged under the skirt and brushed your cunt that was now even wetter than before thanks to riding Jisung moments earlier. The boy tugged on you panties and they eventually fell down, pooling at your feet. Without warning, two fingers dived into your soaked pussy, a loud moan rolling off your tongue as the return of friction felt like heaven. Your legs automatically seperated but were stopped by the elastic of the panties not going further. His digits hammared into you, pain mixed with pleasure as your back was tightly pressed against the frigid wall.
Changbin lurked behind Bangchan’s shoulder as Jisung was sitting on the couch helplessly, not wanting to anger Chan further. Changbin gave Bangchan a pat on the shoulder, Bangchans eyes still glued onto you, pure rage filling his dark brown orbs. He moved away upon Changbin’s arrival and instead glared at Jisung as he sat down into his office chair, now turned to face the couch.
Changbin grabbed your warm and slightly clammy hand and led you to the couch, panties awkwardly grazing along the studio floor. You landed with a thud against the leather couch, Jisung stiff as a plank beside you. Fear charged thorugh your body since you knew how rough Changbin could be at times and you desperatly clutched Jisung, wrapping your arms around him. Bangchan tsked as he shifted closer with his chair and put his foot between the tiny gap seperating you from Jisung.
“You’re only watching tonight, isn’t that right Jisung?” he said, tilting his head slightly.
The boy beside you whined and pouted with his bottom lip sticking out.
“B-but I didn-t even..” he tried to form a sentence but gave up quickly as a shiver ran down his spine from Bangchan’s fierce presence.
Changbin removed your clothing in an instant as well as his own, clothing pieces sprawled out on the wooden floor. When the two of you were left in nothing but your underwear he attached his plump lips onto yours, coaxing your tongue by playfully licking your bottom lip. You moaned into the kiss as he fumbled with the bra clasp for a second before releasing you from your clothed prison. The chilly air hardened your exposed nipples and you felt the stares of the three boys in the room. The kiss deepened as Changbin grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you closer, his other hand hooking onto the edge of your panties and dragging them down. You broke the kiss momentarily to lift your hips upwards so that the panties were removed fully from your body, laying in the puddle of other clothes moments later. Both Jisung and Bangchan were palming themselves through their pants, the both of them visibly hard as the tents between their legs grew. Changbin felt up and down on your thigh and spread your legs apart and layed your down on the couch. It felt so wrong yet so right to be all spread out for them in the studio, their hungry gazes observing your wet sex.
Changbin removed his boxers in a swift motion and his dick sprang, the red tip hitting his abdomen as his girth made your mouth water. You sat up and looked him mischievously into his eyes before opening your mouth without command. He scoffed at your boldness before grabbing your head by the roots in exactly the same place Bangchan did earlier which stinged with pleasure. Your head was harshly pulled down his length, giving you no opportunity to breath before he started to facefuck you. You grabbed his other hand as tears formed in the corner of your eyes due to his tip hitting the back of your throat making you choke. Changbin liked seeing you like this. Drool and tears running down your red flushed face. You peeked over to Bangchan that had already started stroking himself upon what he saw. You couldn’t help but to stare. The way his veins cascaded down his immense length, how his tip disappeared and reappered through his hand as he was bucking against it. You also managed to take a glance at Jisung whose ears were red, his pants straining his growing erection as he was unable to do anything about it. Changbin noticed you looking around.
“What’s the matter slut? You want us all three?” he cooed at you to which you responded with a slight nod of the head as you hollowed your cheeks, your jawline starting to hurt a bit. Changbin let go of your hair and instead grabbed your face as you pulled back, catching air and coughing with drool on your chin and chest. He leaned down to kiss you once, his tongue feeling soft as his lips hit your swollen ones. A string of spit seperated the two of you when he broke the kiss and slowly pressed up against you, your back hitting the couch. Your legs seperated automatically, already knowing what’s to come before he alined himself with your wet leaky hole. He hissed as he entered your tight pussy, your back arching slightly against the sofa. Jisung shifted uncomfortably in his seat, desperatly trying to get some friction by rubbing against his pants. Changbins pace gained quickly making the couch squeak like it did when you rode Jisung. Your clit was sore from earlier which you only noticed after Changbin placed his thumb on your clit and started rubbing it in fast circular motions, rubbing you raw. Pretty lewd sounds spilled from your lips and filled the studio as your eyes were shut tight from Changbin’s girth fitting perfectly into your pussy, like two puzzle pieces.
“Look at your little cumslut, taking my dick so good” he cooed arrogantly, trying to make himself heard over your moans.
“P-please Changbin..let me c-cum” you pleaded, a blush creeping onto your face from your bold statement.
He smirked towards you before looking at Bangchan whose strokes were getting sloppier and turned his head quickly in your direction, a signal to come and join. Before getting out of the chair he gave Jisung a glare and a mocking smile, showing him his place.
Changbin lifted you up slightly making you half sit as he pounded into you, one knee bent on the couch and his foot on the floor giving him good aim and strength to wreck your sore pussy even more. You were practically crying, feeling sensations a thousand times more which made you go crazy as his girth dragged along your velety walls. You looked up at Bangchan that was standing at the side of the couch with his hard dick facing you. He dragged his open hand against your hot cheek and past your ear before placing his tip on your quivering lip that were working hard to hold back moans. His precum coated your rose-like lips, glistening in the light as you opened your mouth and took his length. Bangchan rolled his head back and placed held your face by the cheek. He looked back at Jisung to make sure that he was suffering and right so, the poor brown haired boy was pratically sliding of the couch as he fiddled with his legs and tried to avoid Bangchan’s lust filled eyes.
You could feel every vein on Bangchan’s girth as he twitched in your mouth while you coated his dick in your saliva. Licking fat stripes against his shaft you narrowed your tongue once you got to the tip before flicking your tongue upwards, earning a hiss from the buff boy. Changbin’s thrusts were getting sloppier and his movements made your breasts jump up as well as your head accidently choking on Bangchan’s dick. The moans that were muffled by his dick sent vibrations through his body which made him even harder, it that’s even possible. Suddenly he laced his pretty, veiny hands in your thick locks and pulled you off his length before lifting you up by your hair and pushing you against Changbin. You straddled Changbin, slowly sinking onto his girth yet again, filling the momentary emptyness that made you whine. Bangchan was standing behind you and traced his hand across your back before his dick poked you in the butt and he slided into the hole that wasn’t filled. Your mind felt like static as you were filled up at both ends. Your head layed on Changbin’s shoulder as his hands were guiding your cunt against his dick. Everytime he moved you backwards Bangchan’s dick entered deeper into you, your moans becoming higher in pitch every minute. The knot in your stomach tightened, feeling a build up of tension in your core as your abused clit grinded onto Changbin. Your hands latched on the back of Changbins arms, nails digging into his skin as Bangchan’s pace quickened. His arms snaked around your neck and choked you, the lightheadedness of it making you swoon. The grip creeped up to your face as he harshly held your face and made you look at Jisung. You felt humiliated but that’s exactly what Bangchan wanted you to feel. Your loose gaze landed on Jisung’s soft eyes as your cheeks were burning and drool hanged from your chin.
“Isn’t our y/n so pretty with her fucked out face” he growled at Jisung, his voice and his pace making your eyes roll back into your skull.
Changbin moaned loudly once before releasing his hot liquid into your dripping pussy. His cum coated your walls and trinkled down to eventually leak out of you, Changbin’s dick still inside of you as he looked up against the ceiling and panted. Changbin’s girth twitched inside of you, chasing your high by grinding against him and overstimulating his delicate tip. Your broken moans echoed in the room accompanied with the sound of skin slapping and Bangchan hissing. Like a bunch of fireworks, your core ignited with Bangchan’s last thrust as he came inside of you and smirked with a devilish grin on his face. You flopped against Changbin’s chest as your orgasm crashed upon you like an ocean wave, leaving you stunned with your mouth hanging open and your legs shaking, feeling unstable and uncontrollable. Bangchan pulled out and Changbin lifted you off onto the couch. You could only breathe heavily as your head spun. Bangchan got closer to you and spread your legs apart which made you shudder, scared that they would start round 2. The three boys stared at your leaking holes, the white liquid mixing together with your own juices. Changbin and Bangchan turned to Jisung at the same time and his flustered gaze moved violently around the room. Bangchan approached the poor horny boy and bent down as he was sitting. His raspy voice formed goosebumps on Jisung’s soft skin.
“Clean up the mess however you like.”
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