#like yeah we're still. Missing something. hm

[raayllum]

But you, your star is... darkness.

6x05 / 7x08

[harunayuuka2060]

*Leona, Kalim, and Deuce continued to observe Child MC. They noticed how they kept doing their best, yet no longer expected anything in return.*

Deuce: Leona-senpai, why aren’t we doing anything?

Kalim: MC is becoming more and more sad...

Leona: What? You think it's a good idea to swoop in and cheer them up?

Deuce: Isn't that why we're here?

Leona: You’re both missing the point. The issue isn’t Herbivore’s doubt about their father’s care—it’s their heightened awareness of family dynamics. We need a strategic plan; superficial solutions won’t help here.

Kalim: Um, guys?

Child MC: *entered the toy shop, searching for something in particular*

The shop owner: Is there something I can help you with, little one?

Child MC: Um... Do you still sell that teddy bear that looks like this? *shows her a drawing*

The shop owner: ...

The shop owner: *smiles apologetically* I'm sorry. We don't have those anymore.

Child MC: O-Oh...

The shop owner: B-But we have a new arrival! *waves the Leona plush excitedly*

Leona: ...

Leona: What the hell—

Kalim: Isn't that our chance?

Deuce: Yeah! Let's watch a bit more!

Child MC: ...

Child MC: *hesitates* That looks expensive... I can't afford it...

The shop owner: How much money do you have?

Child MC: *hands her their small purse*

The shop owner: *proceeds to count the money inside* *smiles* Well, you're short a few coins, but never mind. I'll give this to you.

Child MC: *their eyes widened* Really?!

The shop owner: *chuckles* Yes. Now cheer up, okay?

Child MC: *beams* Thank you, sister!

Leona: ...

Leona: *sigh*

Kalim: ...Does MC find you adorable?

Leona: Why do you ask?

Kalim: *laughs* It's just— there's no way this is just a coincidence!

Leona: Whatever.

*The scene transitioned to the MC curled up in bed, clutching their Leona stuffed toy.*

Child MC: *staring at it*

Leona, Kalim, and Deuce: ...

Child MC: Are you not gonna scold me?

Leona: !!!

Deuce: Why did they ask that?

Kalim: Could it be...

Child MC: ... I'll give you what you want. You don't have to waste your time like this. But can you convince the others to go back?

Deuce: What are you saying?! We're here to save you!

Leona: ...

Kalim: You don't have to worry about anything!

Leona: ...

Leona: Herbivore, do you know how to escape this place?

Child MC: Hm-hm. Me. Kill me.

Deuce and Kalim: What?!

Leona: ...

Child MC: I'm your easiest way out—you won't get this chance from the others.

Leona: ...

Leona: Is this a trick?

Child MC: Nope. So I hope you'll trust me and leave this place.

Leona: ...

Leona: *smirks* I'm hurt. Is that what we are to you—cowards?

Kalim: Leona—

Child MC: ...

Child MC: No... I highly respect each and every one of you—even if some of you are crooked.

Leona: Ha, then blindly trust us—as you always do.

Child MC: ...

Child MC: *tears up* *smiles* Hm!

Vil: What's taking them so long?

Epel: Don't tell me something happened to them—

Leona, Kalim, and Deuce: *have returned*

Jack and Ruggie: Leona!

Leona: Hush.

Malleus: Did you succeed?

Leona: Ha! Who do you take me for? *waves the mirror shard*

Leona: Six more to go.

Ace: What was it like?

Deuce: We met the child version of the Prefect.

Kalim: ...

Jamil: Kalim? Is there something wrong?

Kalim: ...They tried to offer us an easy way out.

Deuce: ...

Leona: I won’t go into details, but... their younger self had the purest intentions. That means we can’t be as sure about the others.

Everyone: ...

Malleus: I see. Thank you for your insight, Kingscholar.

Professor Trein: Is there no possible way to release the students?

Maleficia: ...

Maleficia: You shouldn't worry about the students; they'll only be captive for a short while.

Professor Trein: ...

Professor Trein: What do you mean?

Maleficia: The demon’s attention is devoted solely to one individual... The others are beneath his notice.

Baul: Your Majesty...

Maleficia: Baul... three days. If they’re still not back by then, you know what I must do. The demon’s realm... MC... it will fall to me.

Professor Trein: ...

[boyfhee]

﹙𝓲ssue﹚ㅤ:ㅤ“is your girlfriend single?”ㅤ...ㅤ( 엔하이픈 )

ㅤㅤ﹙1214﹚ ㅤ장르 fluff, humour est. relㅤㅤwarnings light kissing, slight jealousyㅤㅤᐢᗜᐢ didn't turn out how i wanted these to be but hope you like them nonetheless >< happy reading and pls rb & leave feedback iNDEX

HEESEUNG

you were out with him and his friend group when the question suddenly pops up, asked by one of his friends who definitely meant it in a fun and joking way, however the frown on your boyfriend's face proves he didn't like it.

it takes him a good few seconds to comprehend the question before he hears you stifle a laugh. he looks at his friend, scoffing bitterly, raising his brows mockingly. “is my girl single?”

“dude it's a jo—”

he huffs before his hands cup your cheeks and make him look at you, pressing his lips against yours for a few seconds to get the point across. “no, she's not.” he speaks with a slight nod, trying to look modest even though there's a smug smile on his lips. “and don't ask stupid questions.”

JONGSEONG

he's confused, for the most part. his eyes refuse to leave the phone screen, going over and over the caption of your post— anniversary post, clearly written down below the pictures where you are sitting on his lap with a cake and he's kissing your cheeks.

‘happy three years to us. i love you, my love’

“are they stupid?” he asks bluntly, looking at you with his mouth agape. everything in that post makes it obvious that you are definitely not single.

“it's most likely a joke, baby,” you say, leaning against his arms with a pout, wishing he would just let it go and pay attention to you. “don't mind them,”

he nods at your words absentmindedly, brows still furrowed at the screen. you roll your eyes, pulling his arms to lay him back on the bed. he quickly sends a ‘no.’ for a reply before putting his phone aside and getting back to you, hovering over you while he has you pinned down, planting a soft kiss on your neck. “you're all mine, yeah?”

JAEYUN

brows furrows, head tilted slightly to the left, eyes wide open in half confusion half surprise. he doesn't understand why anyone would ask that question, because it sounds stupid as hell. “huh?”

“i asked if your girlfriend is single,” the person asks again and you laugh under your breath, knowing that they're probably just pulling their leg.

“she's my soulmate, the love of my life, my other half, anything— but single,” and he knows he's being a bit too much he jake wants to show you off and also make it clear that you're most definitely off the markets.

“jake, that's enough—”

“no? why are they asking if you're single when we're literally walking hand in hand?” continues to explain it to you why that was such a rhetorical question even after that person leaves, doesn't let go your hands until you get home. “should we take a few couple pics to post them, hm?”

SUNGHOON

mad as hell, gives them the most deadpan face ever. well, he introduced you as his dear girlfriend the minute you two walked in through the doors of the restaurant for the highschool reunion.

“she wouldn't date you even if she was,” says with his eyes looking at them up and down with displeasure written on his face clearly. he's not having any of it.

he has his hand on your thigh the whole time you two are at the reunion, giving it soft caresses and light squeezes, never missing a chance to compliment you or even flirt with you when you two have been dating for over a year now.

and when you try to remove his hand or something, he pulls you even closer, mostly because he's enjoying your flustered face. “it's so hard having a beautiful girlfriend,”

SUNOO

it's so serious for him, he's shooting daggers with his eyes, annoyance clearly written on his face. it doesn't escape his gaze how the guy in front of him is checking you out, even though while being subtle about it.

“of course, not. she's with me, can't you see?” it's a sharp reply that clearly shuts them off, and sunoo rolls his eyes, turning his attention back onto you.

you chuckle under your breath, but also composing yourself as you link your arms with him as you two walk away from them. “hey, don't you think that was too much?”

and he laughs softly, leaning his face down to plant a feathery kiss on your cheeks, looking at you with a slight grin. “well, they shouldn't have asked such a stupid question then,”

JUNGWON

he immediately goes silent when he sees that question in the comments of his vlog with you, shooting question marks to the screen with his stares, the embodiment of ‘does anyone else find this weird :/’

“ah, if yn is single?” words actually trail off as soon as they dance out of his mouth while tries to process the question. is it a joke? are they being serious? he doesn't know. “uh, i don't think she is since we're dating. . .?”

he's stuttering and you're next to him, hiding your face while suppressing your laughter because he's so adorable. “wonnie, i'm pretty sure they were just teasing you,”

“ah, okay,” he nods in realisation, chuckling awkwardly while looking at the screen in silence for a few seconds before adding. “we're not entertaining any more questions about yn,”

NI-KI

he shrugs and stuffs his hands in the pockets of his pants, giving them a blank look as if he doesn't know a thing. he cocks his head in your direction, asking cluelessly. “are you single?”

and you shoot him a confused look, blinking blankly as you point your index finger at yourself. “me?”

“who else?”

you continue to look at him in confusion, turning your gaze to your classmate before it lands back on your boyfriend. “i'm dating you, how would i be single?”

riki immediately turns his head to your poor classmate, the smug smile never leaving his face as he shakes his head. “she's not,” and then he simply puts his arms over your shoulders, pulling you flush against him and walks past them, without sparing another glance.

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[sturniqlo]

LET HER GO- CHRIS STURN

summary: seeing her across the room with someone else makes chris realize he needs to let her go. BLURB

cw: cursing, party setting, mentions of drinking, pinch of ANGST; break up, arguing, toxic!chris, trust issues, mentions of cheating (not actually) manipulation(?)

an: i've been going through some writers block lately, sorry if this is shit :/ | lowercase intended

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"want another?" nate, chris' friend, nods his head towards his empty red solo cup. "i'm good, you should slow down on em' though." chris says and nate scoffs. "shut up." he cackles and stumbles to the kitchen to refill his cup. tonight, chris and nate had came to one of their friends party. it was a celebration or anything, just a party on a random thursday night.

at first, chris had said no, however, nate didn't take no for an answer and dragged him to this party. nate had realized that chris was staying home a lot more after he had broken up with y/n.

"i'm missing her." is what he would say when nate would go over and see chris laying in bed hugging a random shirt. it was the shirt that y/n would always wear of his and it still smelled like her. "she dumped you for a reason, chris." he always stayed quiet when someone would say that.

y/n was the one who had called it off. and chris realized, after they had broken up, that he was the toxic one in the relationship and she deserved better. whenever he would be out she would send him a text that she would be going out with her friends, she was never asking for permission, never that, just informing him.

however, chris feared the idea that other men would try and get at her and he got jealous just at the idea of it so, he would reply with i was planning on going over in about twenty minutes :(. y/n away fell for it and backed out from the plans with her friends.

she'd always wait... and wait, and chris always showed up 3 or more hours later which would result in an argument. "you said that five hours ago! i could've gone and been back by now! but, no because you always think i'm going to cheat on you or some shit! do you really think that low of me?"

y/n's breaking point was when she had posted a group picture at the mall to her instagram story and when chris saw he was furious when he saw a guys arm across her shoulders. what did he do? he looked at her location and drove there a caused a scene in front of her friends.

"come on, we're leaving!" he spotted y/n standing alone in a store. "chris? what are you doing here?" she said. "i said, we're leaving. i didn't let you come here just so you could be lovey dovey around assholes." he grabbed her arm and tried to walk her out. "what are you saying right now?" her voice caught the attention of her friends. "chris, hey?" one said.

"this is chris? didn't know he was coming today." someone he had never seen before says, he then realizes this is the guy who had his arm around her shoulders. "oscar, not now." y/n said. "yeah, oscar, not now." chris said. "we were just leaving, sorry. you guys can go back to shopping." chris walks out with y/n.

"so, oscar seems nice, did he buy you something today?" y/n ignored him. "hm? did he hold your hand? kiss you? you two seemed happy in the picture." she snapped at last. "take me home, i can't stand being around you right now!" she yelled. during the car ride, chris went on and on. when he dropped her off she finally spoke.

"we're done, chris. i've put up with you for so long, i hate that you don't trust me when i go out, whenever i tell you i'm going out you always tell me that you're coming over and make me wait just so i won't go out. you thought i was just cheating on you, for crying out loud! i can't do this anymore!" she unbuckled herself and got out the car. "oscar is my fucking cousin." she slammed the door behind her and ran inside her house.

chris texted, and called. y/n finally decided to talked to him. chris heard her out and agreed although he didn't fully understand.

until now. months later.

chris spotted her while he was pouring himself some soda into his cup. it's almost as if he felt her presence enter the house. he stared at her as she walked in from the backyard, he smiled to smiles, until he saw her arm extended backwards. she was holding someone's hand. behind her, hands intertwined, was a tall guy he had never seen before.

she had someone new.

as creepy as it sounds, he watched them the entire night. he saw how she smiled when he touched her waist, kissed her forehead and held her hand when he felt like it. she looked happy. she finally got what she deserved. the person she deserved.

y/n's eyes roamed the crowd and met a pair of familiar eyes. they stared at each other until y/n broke into a soft smile. that's when he decided to finally let her go.

[taeyongdoyoung]

cry for you

summary: you wish you could say you are better off without your ex. but the fact of the matter is that you still love miss him. a lot. pairing: seungkwan x reader genre: angst, smut, exes to lovers warnings: mentions of past break-up, insecurities, jealousy, wrongful accusation of cheating, kwan felt ignored, swearing, some serious talks, kissing, eating out, fingering, dacryphilia, crying, unprotected sex at a party (sorry, Hoshi...) author's note: the fic was inspired by this legendary song but i wanted to put a spin on it, instead of you'll never see me again, i worked around the idea of you have no choice but to see me again 👀 word count: 1.6k

It's not like you wanted to break up. But you weren't exactly interested in fighting for your relationship, either. So, when Seungkwan suggested to end things between you two, you simply said "okay". If he expected you to cry for him, he thought wrong. You didn't shed a single tear. Because you were fully convinced Seungkwan was being unreasonable.

You explained to him hundreds of times that you weren't cheating on him. But Seungkwan kept saying that no one spends so much time in the library. You tried to clear up the misunderstanding by saying that you were serious about your goals. But then Seungkwan insisted that you always prioritize your studies over him. You genuinely attempted to make more time for Seungkwan. But even when you were seemingly having a good time, he kept reminding you of that one time you'd mentioned in passing that the librarian was cute. No matter what you said he didn't believe your faithfulness. At one point, it became too much and he broke up with you.

"You're constantly accusing me of things that are not true!"

"Just stop…stop fucking lying to me."

"I'm not."

"I'm so tired of this same old conversation."

"How do you think I feel?"

"We're not good for each other."

"Finally we're agreeing on something."

"We should break up."

"Okay."

"Is that it? You're not gonna try to change my mind? You're not gonna fight for us?"

"How could I? You killed every last bit of my fighting spirit."

That was seven months ago. Today, you wish you could say you are happier and healthier without him. But you'd be lying. Despite all these toxic fights, you miss Seungkwan. You miss the early days of your relationship, when you were all over each other. You miss his random jokes, his sweet smile, his beautiful hands, his warmth…

So, seeing him again stings. You're attending your friend Hoshi's birthday party. It completely slipped your mind that Hoshi's also friends with Seungkwan…You didn't have any illusions that you'd be able to avoid your ex forever. But on this particular night, you just want to have a fun, chill time with your friends. Luckily, there are many people at Hoshi's. So, if you just stick to a corner and busy yourself talking to other people, maybe you'll be able to steer clear of Seungkwan.

However, luck is obviously not on your side. As Seungkwan seems intent on ruining your plans and comes up to you directly.

"It's been a while," are his first words. No shit, Sherlock!

"Yeah, it has," you respond dryly, not at all interested in keeping up the useless pleasantries.

"I know you probably don't wanna see me again…"

"That's an understatement," you groan.

"But it's kinda unavoidable, considering Hoshi is not our only mutual friend," Seungkwan points out.

"Hm, I don't know, I've been doing pretty good hanging out with my friends one on one for the past seven months," you shrug.

"Does it have to be like this?" Seungkwan waves his hands exasperatedly.

"You made it like this," you remind him bitterly.

"I'm sorry, okay? I was wrong."

Oh, wow. You did not expect an apology.

"Took you long enough," you mutter.

"I know you weren't cheating on me," Seungkwan blurts out.

"Is that so? And how, pray tell, did you reach to this genius conclusion?" you reply sarcastically.

"Because that librarian's partner turned out to be my co-worker. They're totally whipped for each other."

"And why did you have to learn that from other people? Why couldn't you believe me?" your voice starts to shake and you hate that this whole situation still affects you this much.

"That was on me. I was feeling insecure at the mere thought of you meeting other people and doing fun things with them. It was like…I was invisible. But it wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have accused you of cheating. That was so messed up of me," Seungkwan tries to explain his point of you in a relaxed way.

"Wow. Well, I'm glad you told me that. But I think I was at fault, as well. At least, partially. I mean, there were moments when I definitely prioritized my studies over spending quality time with you. While they were important to my development, it was wrong of me to pay so little attention to your feelings. If I was in your shoes, who knows? Maybe I would have made a hurtful assumption, too."

"I don't hold that against you anymore. If your friends understood and respected your ambitions, then I should have, too. I was so caught up in my own insecurities that I didn't realize how unfounded my accusations were," he shares his perspective on things. "Listen, I know it'll be kinda weird at first, but can we try being friends? We're bound to meet again, be it at Hoshi's or around our other friends…"

"I don't know, Kwan…" you sigh. "Do you want to be friends so we can make things less awkward for other people? Or do you genuinely want to be my friend?"

"I don't think other people care that much about our relationship. But I don't want to be your friend, either," Seungkwan says calmly.

"Then, why did you suggest that?" you whisper, taking a sip of your drink.

"You know why," he mutters.

"Spell it out for me. Wanna avoid making the wrong assumption," you grin pointedly.

"I want you back," Seungkwan leans in closer to you. "I shouldn't have broken up with you."

You shake your head.

"This is a terrible idea. We were bad for each other."

"But we were also so good," he takes your hand in his gently. "Please, give me another chance."

"I didn't cry for you," you blurt out. "Not even once. I felt so broken without you, but I was so convinced I did nothing wrong that I couldn't physically bring myself to tears. What's wrong with me? I can cry to silly movies and cat videos but I didn't cry for you."

"You're crying right now," Seungkwan points out, placing a hesitant finger beneath your eye. "See?" he shows you the evidence of your tears on the tip of his finger.

"Oh," you exclaim in shock, as you feel wetness running down your cheeks. "Huh."

"Let's go somewhere more private," he suggests in a low tone, grabs your hand and starts walking up the stairs, leading the way to one of the rooms.

You follow Seungkwan's lead without thinking, suddenly feeling so relieved that he's here, holding your hand. Relieved that you finally cried for him. That he's back in your life again. As if he never left…

"I'll treat you better, I promise," he vows, leaning his head against yours desperately.

"So will I," you respond, still hopelessly in love with him.

Seungkwan kisses you feverishly and you immediately melt in his arms. How you've missed this…His hands sneak under your shirt, touching you passionately and you have no energy left to make him stop. Perhaps this is a bad idea. But it feels too good. You let him remove your jeans and don't even question the fact that he's still fully clothed.

"Take them off," he orders you.

You blink in confusion briefly and then start sliding your panties down your legs, unable to deny him anything.

"Good," Seungkwan praises your compliance and dives his head between your thighs.

Oh, fuck. You forgot how thirsty he was. Like…all the time. You bite your lip, trying to prevent yourself from making any loud sounds.

"Don't swallow your moans, I want to hear you cry for me," Seungkwan insists.

It's really difficult to keep quiet with how he's eating you up. You've barely recovered from your first high when he starts stimulating you with his ridiculously long fingers.

"N-no, p-please," you start to sob underneath his incessant touch.

"You can take it," Seungkwan hisses cruelly. You shake your head, overwhelmed by the intensity of his movements, but your hands do nothing to put an end to this.

And take it, you do. When he finally grants you with the gift of his cock, you're too gone to think clearly. Salty tears clouding your vision, you can't remember any word other than his name.

"Seungkwan…K-kwan," you keep saying.

"Fuck, you look so good like this, crying for me," he praises you, growing harder inside you at the sight of your tears. "Why did it take you so long?"

"Because you were gone," you remind him and this time, the tears are not from the overstimulation, but from the pain you experienced and tried to bottle up.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm never leaving again," Seungkwan promises as he spills his warm seed inside of you.

Your tears keep flowing but you can't help wrapping your arms around him, wanting to stay like this forever. He's here. It's real.

Seungkwan cleans up the two of you and then holds you closer, hugging you.

"I'll make it okay," he whispers in your ear.

"We'll make it okay together," you agree.

You are so tired that you fall into a brief nap, which is unfortunately interrupted by a very important someone in your and Seungkwan's lives.

"Listen, I appreciate you guys coming to my birthday party and all that, but did you have to leave such a nasty gift on my bed?" Hoshi groans loudly upon walking in on you two, tangled up beneath the sheets.

"Sorry, we'll clean up!" Seungkwan promises.

Hoshi rolls his eyes.

"Whatever. Glad you made up or made out or...something."

"Hey, I guess we have to thank you for inviting us both," you add cheerfully.

"Yay, happy birthday to me, I guess," Hoshi chuckles.

The End

[ribbonprincess]

⋆𐙚₊🪒⊹♡

"I still can't believe we're doing this..." you pout,glancing at Rafe through the mirror as he turns the electric razor before giving it to you "it's just a simple buzz doll, nothing drastic-" "for you! what I'm gonna do now?I can't even play with your hair anymore or tug at them when you're eating me out." Your boyfriend's hair is slightly shorter and slightly uneven since he cut them a bit to help shave them all off,a bit damp too since he came out of the shower not too long ago.

The man sitting in front of you chuckles slightly before sitting still "c'mon,it's gonna be quick plus you'll get used to it and we'll find something else you can hold or tug during sex" he says as you slowly bring the razor to the front of his head with a shaky sigh. "I hate this" are your last words before a long spiky stripe is created in the middle of your boyfriend's head due to the passage of the razor "oh my god- this is weird!" your face is scrunched up in slight confusion,not knowing if you like it or not. You slowly continue to buzz Rafe's hair with a pout "hey,I don't complain when you change your hair,do I?" "that's different! I never did something so drastic..." you mumble before turning the razor off and laying on the bathroom sink once the work is done.

Taking a towel and a brush you clean his head and shoulders where some hair has fallen before laying a hand over the texture of his new spiky head "feels weird... don't know how to feel about it" Rafe simply chuckles before standing up and leaning closer to the mirror running a hand over his head "I like it,makes me look more mature don't you think?" "yeah...but still" your answer comes from the bedroom,since you left- not wanting to see your boyfriend for much longer or else you're sure you'll cry over the sad loss of his much loved hair(your words not his). "this is unfair,I like it- you look hot,like always...just gonna miss the bangs and playing with your hair." The bathroom door closes as Rafe walks in the room,sitting next to you on the bed before bringing you into his lap "you'll get used to it babe,how about you also do something with your hair? a little change,I'll pay for it" This seems to peak your interest as you look down at him,laying your hands on his shoulders "hm...fine,I'll think about it" "now...how about we test this new hairstyle since you're so worried about not having something to hold onto" His lips are pulled into a smirk as he slowly easy you into the mattress,one hand trailing over the soft skin of your thigh "okay rayray..."

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[amphibiahawks321]

So how about some more Black lagoon stuff with Balalaika and Revy(seperate),just having a boyfriend who just straight up an energetic and affectionate person. He just seems like he shouldn't be in roanapur, much less dating someone like Revy or balalaika, but he is despite being the opposite personality wise.

[in balalaika's office, she's focusing on a map of roanapur, planning a large operation–only for Y/N to bursts inside her office]

M!Reader : Sofiyaa! guess who brought you luuuunch!✨ Figured you needed a break considering you're soooooo underslept!

[Balalaika starts smirking, her eyes start focusing on Y/N Infront of her]

Balalaika : You know you're walking into a war zone don't you dear~? I don't really have much time for a lunch break...

[Her eyes now softened by Y/N's kind gesture]

M!Reader : A war zone? Sounds fun! And things won't be out of control because you're always the one control the operations Sofi!

[Balalaika starts calming down by Y/N's sweet words]

Balalaika : Sighs... Guess you're right sweetheart.... I don't wanna overworked myself too much, if that happened how will i spoil my sweetheart rotten?~

M!Reader : Aww, you know you've given me enough dear!

Balalaika : I know, that's what makes it so much fun~

M!Reader blushing : even overworked you still have the energy to flirt...

[Y/N placed the food down onto her desk which she happily starts eating it, balalaika stares Infront of her to see Y/N excitedly waiting for her comment]

Balalaika : Chuckles... Finally some good food...

[Balalaika says trying to make it look like she's saying it casually so that Y/N would be more happy she's enjoying it (which he did)]

Balalaika : You know, I still can't believe the idea someone so thoughtful and affectionate such as yourself could even be in roanapur my dear

M!Reader : energetic is my middle name baby!

Balalaika : I'm wouldn't be surprised if that's true~♡...... Hmm......

M!Reader : Hm? Something wrong? Oh no... DID I PUT TOO MUCH–

Balalaika : No no, it's nothing dear, I actually just thought of a way you help me relax love

[Y/N gasp dramatically and puts down his hands on balalaika's desk with determination]

M!Reader : What is it!?✨

[A couple of minutes later, Balalaika is still eating her meal but now with Y/N sitting on her lap]

M!Reader blushing : ......

[Balalaika chuckles and she gave Y/N a kiss on his neck]

[Revy outside a bar leaning against a wall, cigarette between her lips looking tough like usual, Y/N shows up in high spirits like usual]

[Y/N walks up to revy and joyfully hugs her making revy shocked but she's basically used to it at this point]

M!Reader : Revy! I miss you so much!

Revy : Yeah yeah, cut the affectionate crap I miss you too...

M!Reader : Since we're off today I was thinking we could do something fun today!

Revy : .....

[Revy starts staring at Y/N like you've lost your mind]

Revy : Fun? You think Hanging out in this shithole is fun?

M!Reader : Come on don't be like that! You're too awesome to be looking grumpy today! Come on just you, me having fun! Trust me it'll be fun!✨

[Revy about to refuse immediately but she sees Y/N genuinely excited to hang out with her....]

[Revy thought 💭]

Fuuck those eyes...

Revy : Sighs... You're absolutely batshit crazy you know that?

M!Reader : Nope! I just wish to see you smile more today!

Revy : .......

[Revy softened a bit by Y/N's dumb yet sweet comment]

[Revy thought 💭]

T-This asshole...

Revy : Sighs... Fine fine let's go, not like I was gonna do anything today anyway, just don't get yourself killed, okay?

M!Reader : With you around? Never!–.....

[Y/N felt revy's hand intertwining and locking itself with Y/N's hand]

M!Reader blushing : ......

Revy : What? Can't I hold my man's hand or some shit? Don't get it through your head too hard hyper boy....

[choccorin]

rin x gn!reader | note: wrote this during my 10 minute study break :3 also haven't written in a while, pls be nice!

“do you know that you can know a tree's age just by counting the rings inside them? isn't that so cool!?”

“and you called me at ..”,

rin trails off as he looks at the time, “... 2 am just to say that?”, he says, voice muffled as he buries his face into the pillow.

“oh? it's only 12 am here though. timezones really suck, huh.. ”

“uh huh. so, was that the only reason you called me?”

“uhh, well .. oh!”

“hm?”

“when you get home, maybe we can go on a hike trail and find tree stumps and count their rings... ” you say hesitantly,

“you mean that hiking trail you kept talking about 3 months ago?”

you hum in response, feeling soft about him remembering something you talked about so long ago. “yeah, that.”

he smiles behind the phone, he also wanted to go there with you ever since you mentioned it one random night. he searched for pictures of the trail and was mesmerized by some of the views, too bad he couldn't go there with you because of his hectic schedule.

“sure, i'd love that.”

“yay!”, you giggle from the other line, “i'll order us some hiking outfits now so that when you get back we're ready! gasp what if i get a matching set? wouldn't that be so cute?!”

you ramble your ideas like a child excited for his gift from santa at christmas, it makes rin's heart full of joy because it reminds him of when he was still a child, when life was all sunshine and rainbows.

“don't go overboard and spend too much again.”

“mhm, i won't!”

he highly doubts that.

silence occurs, and the only thing you two hear are the soft shuffling of sheets, occasional faint beeping of cars, and the soft exhales of the other person.

“.. hey, rin.”, you break the silence.

he hums in response, trying to keep his eyes open.

“i miss you, a lot.”, you whisper, holding the phone closer to your face.

he opens his eyes and stares at your phone id before he replies,“... i miss you too.”

“promise me that we'll go on that hiking date, okay?”

he chuckles, “yes, i promise.”

silence again.

“hey, rinnie.”

he huffs, “what?”

“i love you ..”

...

“i love you too.”

[usagiarchive]

angel of the codeine scene — [07] fan the flames of the fire

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sypnosis. [ 1.4k words. slightly suggestive two sentences? ] — blah, blah, blah, proper name, place name, backstory stuff, um, what else?

usagi's note: hi 😊 i feel like you guys deserve to have a update because im in a good mood and also because i painted today, i really like painting.

“Where are we going?” you ask as your eyes were covered by your lover.

“We're almost there, don't worry,” he murmurs as he guides you to step over what seems like an uphill path.

You feel the winds whip at your body, you could hear the birds chirping and echoing from however high you were right now.

“Open your eyes,”

When you do, you could only see the tops of the mountains from the fog covering them, the sunset almost makes it look walkable with how the sun's rays filter through the clouds.

“It's beautiful,” you whisper.

“Yeah, it is,”

You look back at Xiao as he puts a flower in your hair.

“It really is,” he repeats.

Your face burns at his words and you look away, “How'd you find this place anyway?”

“Found it while Bona and I took down that one god that had wings,” he says as he picks up another flower, “Was really hard to kill, but we pulled it off, found this place as we headed back to base,”

He twirled the flower in his hand.

“It's called qingxin,” he murmurs, “A flower that grows in hard to reach places, but can be used for medicinal purposes,” he looks up, meeting your eyes.

“Just like you.”

…

Xiao's anger for you leaving (but really, it's just him worrying, anger is often a blanket for emotions one does not want to face after all) disappates the moment he hears you say that.

“Y-you’re- you remember?” he asks as he steps closer to you.

You shrug, twirling a horsetail in your hand, “I don't remember everything…?” you look up at him, “But I remember enough,”

Xiao was still in awe, there were so many things he wanted to say, so many things he wanted to tell you.

Instead, he settles for sitting down next to you and holding your hand gently.

You smile at him a little, intertwining your fingers with his.

“I'm glad,” he finally says, “Welcome home, qingxin,”

The two of you enjoy the sound of the running water, the cool breeze, and the rays of the sun on your skin, until Xiao speaks up.

“Can- can you not do that again?”

“Hm? Do what?”

“Leave without saying anything,”

“Oh,” you felt really guilty when he said that, “Sorry, I didn't think you'd let me go to the Harbor alone or find out who I am to you,”

In hindsight, it would've been better to leave a message with Verr, but you think she would've called Xiao in that moment.

He sighs, “I have no care for what you do in the Harbor, so long as I know where you are or who you're with,”

“Okay,”

It was… awkward.

“Was this why you didn't get close to me before?”

“Yes,” he says, “I didn't… know if you were the same as the past you or if you were someone new entirely.”

“Oh,”

“I… I know now you're not the same, you're not my past,” he takes a breath, “But rather my future,”

You laugh a bit, “I think we're moving a little fast, xiansheng,”

He flushes green, ah, you missed that.

Xiao stutters which makes you laugh harder, “Don't worry, I’ll be happy to choose you as my future, too, Xiao,”

He closes his eyes and presses his forehead to yours, “I missed you, welcome home,”

…

From a distance, an Archon of old smiles as he witnesses the sight of two lovers reuniting.

“So Morax, how's being Cupid going for you?”

“Barbatos, I have told you not to drop in unannounced, yes?”

“But the wind told me you were up to something!”

He sighs in resignation.

…

In the following months, Xiao has been closer to you, he's more talkative, too. He usually tells you stuff he's seen while on patrol as you wait on the balcony of the inn.

Recently, he's acted more and more like a bird, he's taken to bringing you shiny trinkets, gems of cor lapis, crystalfly cores, jewelry he knows you like, and the most recent one, a jade bi tethered to him.

(“It's so I know you're safe, even if we're not together, just in case,” he tells you as he enchants the jade to your being and sews it to his sleeve after.)

He's taken you closer during fights, too. Morax-shen says it's because he's learning to trust you.

Baizhu is still surprised at the development when you tell him about it after your lessons, speaking of which, you've recently been hired at Bubu Pharmacy as an Apothecary.

A position you've been granted after you've surpassed Baizhu, courtesy of Changsheng-xiaoren who was the one to suggest a position and the one to recognise your abilities.

Everyday, Xiao is there to pick you up and take you home, staying in the city or up in the cliffs as he waits. He still doesn't like being away from you.

…

Zhongli-shen asks you about the situation wth the traveller a while later as the two of you are having tea in the harbor.

“Oh, that, yeah we talked about it,” you say and tell him the details.

(“Lumine isn't like that to me, she is only someone I owe, she helped me in my duty to protect Liyue, Zhongli also considers her to be a dear friend, so I must honour that sentiment, too,” Xiao tells you as he eats the Almond Tofu you've cooked for him.

“You have no need to worry, my heart and soul only belongs to you,” he says as he chews, “I have waited this long for you, do not think I will look to someone else for your affection,”

He says it so casually you think it wouldn't be a line in a best selling romance book.)

“Seems like your jealousy has been solved,” Zhongli says as he hides behind his tea, “Xiao has been enthusiastic, I see,” he teases, eyeing the marks under your collar.

“Zhongli-shen!” you squawk as you flick him playfully, half ashamed, “We haven't gone that far,” you murmur.

Which was true, partially, Xiao did get pretty heated during kisses, the farthest the two of you have gone was you sitting on his lap, but never farther than that.

“I am glad both if you have resolved it,” he says.

“Me, too…”

…

Thankfully, the frustrating dreams of not knowing had come to a stop, your memories didn't completely come back, but it was enough to know what had happened between the past you and Xiao.

You remember the important parts at least.

With those stopping, you had been sleeping well more, giving more of your energy to hone your healing abilities.

Recently, Xiao had gotten into a pretty big scuffle with the Fatui as they terrorized a merchant caravan.

You had to heal him a lot for the first time in a while, which led the both of you to discover that it takes out a lot of energy out of you.

(“It's only the balance of the universe, Xiao, a give and take of energies. I'll be okay, I just need to-” you yawn, “-get some rest…”

You see him frown and you smile a bit.

“So worried over me, xiansheng,” you tease and he flicks your forehead but sighs.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” he says softly as he kisses your cheek.

You lean into him more.

“I love you, too, Xiao,”)

…

“Is it too tight?” Xiao asks as he ties the ribbon on your cheongsam.

You shake your head, “No, just right.”

“You've eaten?”

You turn around and cradle his face, “Yes, xiansheng, I have, please stop worrying, come on you still have patrol.”

Xiao sighs, “Fine, let's go.”

He pulls you into a princess carry and asks if you're ready before he warps to the top of a cliff, close enough that he can see you, but far enough away from trouble.

He opens his mouth but you speak first.

“I'll stay here, I'll be good, I'll get out in case of trouble,” you say, just as he recites every patrol.

You stifle a laugh as he just stares at you, “Fine, I love you,” he says and warps away.

“Hey!”

…

It takes some time for Xiao to return, in half an hour, you couldn't see him anymore, you figured he might've been chasing monsters so you turn to studying the herbs on the cliff instead.

With your notebook opened, you plucked a violetgrass from the side of the cliff, let's just not tell your lover that you had to lay down to not fall off.

You log where you are and what kind of plants were on the cliff. Mints, violetgrass, and sweet flowers were the ones present there.

“The sweet flowers would make good sugar for Almond Tofu,” you say and began to pluck those you see around the cliff.

You spot another patch in clumps, but the moment you had a hard time pulling the second one, you knew exactly what you pulled. Fuck.

“Xiao!”

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[imagine-darksiders]

Tired dad Ulthane and his adventures with the Human Distribution System makes me smile so hard

Whoever was on the Darksiders dev team missed a great opportunity to record ambient voice lines between the humans and Ulthane that play whenever you go to the tree.

Some examples off the top of my head.

"Hey. It's... Ulthane, right? I-I'm Mary."

"Pleasure to make yer acquaintance, Lass."

"Ha... Likewise. Um... Listen, I don't think I ever thanked you... for bringing me to this place. And for, you know, saving my life."

[Suddenly bashful] "Ah, no need to thank me. Just... [clears throat] glad I got to you in time..."

"Yeah... Yeah, me too."

------

"Get out of the way, Ulthane."

"Can't do that, younglin'."

"Bullshit. You can't stop me. I have to go, I can't just sit in this tree while he might still be out there somewhere!"

"If I let you leave this tree, you'll die."

"You don't know that!"

"... And what if he turns up while you're gone? Hm? You think he'd want to find you missin'?"

"Don't do that. Don't use him to make me stay. You don't know what he'd want."

"Would he want you riskin' your life tryin' to find him? Or would he want you to be safe?"

".... I... I.... Oh, Sam."

------

"Hey, how did you get on with that list I gave you?"

"Got most of the stuff on it. The pictures were a nice touch, by the way. Made findin' things a wee bit easier."

"Oh! Well... Happy to help.... So. Um..."

[knowing chuckle] "The supplies are with the other rations, up in the hollow."

"Thanks, Ulthane. You're the best."

"Ach, I don't know 'bout that."

"Literally. The. Best."

------

"Hey you! Giant."

"Tiny."

"Oh, very funny. Say, how come you're not out there searching for more survivors?"

"Just got back. Elanya's goin' out in a bit. Someone's gotta stay behind and protect the tree."

"Some of us can stay and watch it! You should be out there looking for people!"

".... We're doin' everything we can, lad."

"I know!... I.... [muffled sob] I know... I just... I miss her."

"... If she's alive out there, we'll find her."

"Yeah.... sure."

-------

"Hey, big guy? You know there's a demon hanging around right outside the door."

"Aye, I'm keepin' an eye on him. But... if you see him causin' any trouble, you come tell me, got it?"

"Heh. Sure."

-----

"Oi, what's that you've got there?"

"Oh! Um... It's... just a radio... I've been tinkering with it... trying to get it to work. Maybe see if there's anyone else out there... Look. I-I know it's silly, but-"

"No, no, it's not, it's... [deep sigh] Listen, if you... need any help with it, makers are pretty handy. Just have to ask, okay?"

"Oh... Okay. Thanks, Ulthane."

-------

"Still no luck with that... wassit called? A radio?"

"Hmm? Oh... Hi Ulthane. No, no luck yet but... that might just be because they're only able to broadcast on a certain frequency for, like, a few minutes at a time right? Saving power or... something? I-I just need to keep searching."

"Well... All right... But don't stay up too late listen' to it again. You look like you didn't catch a wink o' sleep last night."

"Okay, Dad."

-------

"Say, what happened to your radio?"

"... I tossed it."

"Now why'd you do that?"

"I dunno. Figured it'd be more useful to strip it for spare parts.... I wasn't gonna hear anything on there anyway."

"...Y'know, just 'cause you didn't hear anythin', don't mean nobody's out there."

"..... Hey... Ulthane? Do you think we're gonna be okay?"

"Course you're gonna be okay. You've got me at the helm, don't ya? Old Ulthane's got a plan to set you humans back on track... Just have to trust me, eh?"

"We do trust you. And... thanks. I feel better."

"S'what I'm here for."

-------

[If you find 10 survivors]

"Getting a bit busy in here now, isn't it? A lot of new faces."

"Busy? Hmm. If you need me to carve out another chamber for extra space, I can-"

"-No! Ulthane, that's not... It's okay. I wasn't complaining. Busy is good. I prefer busy."

"... Aye, I'm with you there."

-------

[If you find all the survivors]

"I can't believe there's so many of us now! I didn't think this many people would have survived!"

"Mmhm, the Horseman's been busy. S'nice to have a lot of wee ones knockin' about the tree."

"You make us sound like a bunch of children."

[Gentle laugh] "If you knew how old I was, Lad, you'd feel like a bunch of children."

[rekino2114]

Blue lock girls yelling "This one's for you!" At their male reader, their reaction when they score and their reaction if they miss

Blue lock girls scoring/missing a goal for you

A/n:OH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING! You're one of my favorite writers on here and inspirations for writing so I'm so happy you requested, please feel free to keep doing it, I genuinely love your stuff so much and I hope you enjoy this

Fem!yoichi isagi

If she scores:

She's happy both because she got to score but especially because she did it for you

She immensely looks for you, no matter if you're on the field or on the stands she just smiles, maybe says a few words but doesn't linger for too long, she's only focused on scoring again after all

"How was the goal y/n? O-oh please it was nothing special, I just wanted to score a goal for you to show everyone how much I love you"

If she misses:

Her "on the field personalilty" activates, and she gets instantly angry. She was in the most perfect position and even said that it was for you so she should have scored no matter what

She somehow finds a way to blame kaiser even if he had nothing to do with it and then the goalkeeper for catching it like that's not his literal job

You have to comfort her and hear her rant later but she's determined to score the next one for you

Fem!meguru bachira

If she scores:

Immediately starts beaming and goes to sit on your shoulders even if you had nothing to do with the goal

You two start compliment the goal and flirting with each other so much that you almost forget you need to restart the game

"Y/n! Y/n! Did you see that? It was super special just for you"

"Yeah it was amazing, you're so good bachira"

"Thank youuuu, my monster is so happy hearing that"

If she misses:

Her mouth stays wide open as she watches her shot miss only to start pouting immediately after

You try to go in and comfort her but see that she's not sad at all, in fact missing just gave her even more motivation to score for you

"Don't worry babe, I'm sure you'll get it next time"

"Yep, I promise I'll score at least 2 more goals now, it's their fault I didn't get to do something sweet for my bf"

Fem!rin itoshi

If she scores:

She doesn't really have a reaction but you can see she's happy on the inside she scored so many times before but this one is special since she did it for you

You then go and hug her and she blushes but lets you do that which is more than she'd do for anyone else

"Rin that goal was so good! And you said it was for me, thank you"

"It's not like I only did it for you"

"I know but you still said it was, it made me feel special"

".......that's because you are"

"Hm? What?"

"Nothing"

If she misses:

She narrows her eyes and everyone can instantly tell she's mad even if she doesn't look that different, her aura just changed

You're kinda scared to approach her since you know she's angry but you eventually hug her and she (mostly) calms down

If she misses again she might just go destroyer mode

Fem!shidou ryusei

If she scores:

She sticks her tongue out and falls to the ground.....she feels the same as when you and her.....do it

You try to get close to her but the moment you do she pins you down and starts making out with you not caring that everyone else is watching

"S-shidou? Really now? We're on live tv"

"What's wrong with showing such a handsome guy how much I love him? Especially after that goal, fuck that felt so good"

"...........I don't know why I'm not used to this by now"

If she misses:

She's always disappointed when she misses but in this occasion especially cause she specifically said it was for you

She feels like she.....didn't get the full experience and stopped right before the moment so she has to do it again

"Tch for real? And I was so close to the climax too, well looks like we'll have to try it again, come on hot stuff, get into position"

".........can you please stop?"

Fem!seishiro nagi

If she scores:

She also doesn't react that much, every goal she makes is in a way thanks to you since you give her the motivation to play, but for some reason this time she felt like she had to say it

You two just high five and you compliment her then she goes back to her position smiling a bit because she loved seeing how happy you are

"That goal was so wonderful nagi, thanks for saying it was for me too"

"Oh its nothing, you're the reason why I'm playing in the first place"

"Seriously, you're such an amazing player"

".........thank you"

If she misses:

She's actually surprised, usually she doesn't feel that bad when she misses because she just knows she can score again but for some reason this time she's actually disappointed because she really wanted to score for you

She learned that winning feels amazing but now she found out that disappointing you feels terrible, the fire inside her burns brighter as she only wants one thing: to score for you

"Don't worry nagi, you'll get it next time"

"......hey y/n, I want to score a hat trick"

"Hm?"

"And when I do, it will be for you"

".....hehe, you're really determined"

".......I guess, it's for you"

Fem!shoei barou

If she scores:

She is proud of herself for scoring, obviously, but she doesn't think of it as anything special, as in her mind, every goal she does is dedicated to you

Whenever you hug her she hugs back and doesn't even blush while every one of her teammates is surprised at how sweet she is to you in comparison to them

"That goal you did was super cool, but I guess every goal you do is"

"Ah, thanks, but it's nothing special, I just scored that's what a striker does"

"I know but thanks for saying it was for me, I loved it"

"Hm? What do I mean? I always do that....I guess not verbally though"

If she misses:

She grits her teeth and gets actually mad, she should have scored that no matter what and she's so angry she didn't

She did this for her king, you, to show you her love and it didn't happen, she hates this and she's not letting it end like this

Even if she doesn't look that pissed to you, she spends the rest of the game trying to score again by herself (and only with your help)

Fem!Michael kaiser

If she scores:

She smiles smugly and after celebrating goes to kiss you making sure all the cameras can see you, she just loves you so much she can't help but show you off

Makes sure everyone is talking about how cool that goal was and constantly brags about it to everyone (isagi especially)

"Wasn't that wonderful schatz? And it was all for you, I love you"

If she misses:

(Insert here joke about kaiser missing the goal)

She's pissed off, to say the least. She put everything into that kick, all of her love for you and they had the audacity to block that? She's raging so hard now

She insults everyone she sees except for you (isagi and Ness especially) and you're the only one who can actually calm her down

She just spends the entire match trying everything she can to score, this is a personal humiliation to both you and her and she can't let that slide

"H-hey michelle-"

"What? Oh its you schatz, nothing I'm just...upset"

"It's fine, I know how you get, don't worry I'll help you score next time, I know you'll do it"

".....yes....I'm certain I will"

[harunayuuka2060]

Vil: Did you manage to resolve the issue?

MC: Yes. It was a bit difficult at first, but the client listened in the end. 

Vil: …

Vil: You shouldn't have disclosed that you used to work as a concierge. 

Vil: Now everyone is bothering you. 

MC: *smiles* That's better than doing nothing. 

MC: I'm not here for relaxation anyway. 

Vil: …

Vil: Anyway, I received news from Dad. A director, who is a friend of his, needs a stand in. 

Vil: And he wants to hire you for this.  

MC: Huh? 

Vil: What do you think?

MC: …

MC: Is physical appearance a requirement? 

Vil: He didn't specify. Although he might need you for doing action stunts. 

MC: …

MC: Alright. 

Vil: Hm. Great. We'll be meeting him this afternoon to discuss it. 

MC: Okay. 

The casting director: *after seeing MC for the first time* Oh my seven… 

MC: …

The casting director: Their face, their eyes, their built… *turns to look at Vil’s dad* Oh, Eric! Where did you find such a fine specimen?!

Eric: *chuckles* They're a friend of Vil. 

The casting director: *turns to MC again* Do you have any experience in acting?

MC: …

MC: Yes. But it was a long time ago. 

The casting director: Oh? How come I've never seen you in any movie? 

Vil: They usually played as a double at that time, especially for action scenes.

The casting director: A double? With this gorgeous face? 

Eric, MC, and Vil: …

The casting director: Oh sweetheart, you are straight out of a fairy tale! 

MC: Um…

The casting director: Everyone! We found our protagonist! 

The staff: *cheers* 

MC: …

MC: *smiles* We might've some misunderstanding—

The casting director: Thank you so much, Eric, for bringing me this one! 

Eric: *chuckles* You're welcome. 

Vil: …

Vil: Dad. 

Eric: Er, I didn't know she was looking for someone to be a protagonist. 

Vil: …

Vil: *has managed to convince the casting director to do a screen test first before deciding on MC* 

The casting director: MC, don't be nervous. Okay?

MC: *nods*

The actress: Good luck. *smiles kindly at them* 

MC: *smiles back* Thank you. 

The casting director: Okay! Let's roll the camera! 

Vil: …

The casting director: Action! 

MC: *looks at the actress with a gentle gaze* *then subtly smiles* 

Vil: …

The actress: …

The actress: *ends up blushing* 

The casting director: Cut! Cut! That is perfect! 

Vil: …

The actress: I-I’m sorry. 

MC: *feeling slightly embarrassed* It’s alright.

Vil: …

Vil: Looks like you'll be doing separate work now. 

MC: Yes. But I won't still be neglecting my duties here. 

Vil: …

Vil: Have you told the news to Che’nya?

MC: Yes. *smiles* He was really happy about it. 

Vil: …

Vil: I haven't congratulated you yet. Let's have a toast?

MC: It's already late and you have an appointment tomorrow. 

Vil: You're right. 

Vil: Let's do it tomorrow then. 

MC: *smiles*

MC: Why are you still awake, Che’nya?

Che’nya: I wasn't able to call you all day, nya~. 

MC: Yeah, I'm sorry. Something unexpected happened. 

Che’nya: That you got scouted for a movie and received the protagonist role?

MC: …

MC: How did you know?

Che’nya: Nyaha~ The actress you practiced with is Neige’s co-star before! 

MC: I see. 

Che’nya: Congratulations nya~. 

MC: *smiles* Thank you. 

Che’nya: When will the taping start?

MC: In the next couple of weeks. 

Che’nya: Hmm… Does that mean you have to stay there longer?

MC: Hm. Yes. 

Che’nya: …

Che’nya: Nya love~ 

MC: Hm?

Che’nya: I miss you nya~! 

MC: *chuckles* I miss you too. 

Che’nya: *squeals* So sweet~! Bye-bye~! *ends the call* 

MC: *smiles* 

Neige: How did it go?

Che’nya: Nya love has no idea we're here! 

*Both of them has arrived to the airport* 

Neige: Oh Che’nya, I told you to inform MC. 

Che’nya: Nope! I'm surprising my spouse! :3

[4thelovabob]

Bob is touch starved part 5

While the Avengers embark on a mission later that day, Bob tries to take his mind off his...stamina.

The watchtower common room is silent that night upon their return. They all got takeout afterward and brought some back for Bob before retreating to their respective rooms for some much needed recovery. It makes him feel like part of the team, like he's not missing out. 

It's dark out when he flops on the couch with a book, using every ounce of his focus to read a single chapter, but keeps reading the same sentence over and over, hoping she'll walk in and - 

"Hiii," comes a singsong voice, surprisingly gentle. Bob fumbles with his book and glances up. Yelena slinks in, wearing a thin robe wrapped around a black satin nightie. Her cheeks are rosy and her blonde hair is slicked back, still a little damp from her shower. "Where did everyone go?"

"Oh, uh, chilling in their rooms," he manages. He dog-ears his book, sets it aside without taking his eyes off her. 

"Weird, it's almost like we're getting some privacy around here or something." She plops down in the seat next to him, flashing a smile. She smells like honey and chamomile with a hint of gunpowder and god, she's so close he could lean in and -

"Hey," she says, breaking his frantic thoughts with her calming presence like always. 

"Hey," he echoes shyly, taking a breath. Yeah, you did hold hands, but be cool.

She gives him a playful nudge of her elbow. "Can I be honest with you, Bob?"

"Hmm..." Bob pretends to ponder a moment, glancing away. "No, not really." A mischievous smile plays at his lips. 

Yelena gets the reference. She rolls her neck and arches one brow, her tone sassy. "Ok, you know I was teasing when I said that? If you can remember me pulling you back from the Void, I mean...clearly you know you can trust me. Right?"

"Yeah. 'You can trust me. I know you.'" Bob recalls her words, nodding his head in humility. "Sentry's answer was wrong, though, Yelena. You do know me...enough to understand how much that matters to me. And I do. I trust you completely." His deep blue eyes survey her face.

He might as well have said "I love you."

She has a look in her eyes he can't quite place. It's similar to her expression when he made his debut as Sentry - an unusual one, for a top notch assassin. A kind of helplessness. 

That time, though, it was in fear. She was genuinely afraid of what Val had done to him. 

This time, she's...defenseless. Like her armor is off. Like she wants to confess something vulnerable. She sighs as if in relief, and it flutters across his skin. Gives him chills, despite his superheated body.

"I'm very glad to hear that, Bob," she says in that dark, gorgeous voice. "I didn't do all that for nothing, you know. I wouldn't have. I see something important to me...I save it."

Bob's face is burning hot. He chuckles lightly, trying to contain his reaction. Inside, though, he's so flustered he could shoot through the ceiling, untethered by gravity. "Important? Not just a guinea pig?"

"Important to me," Yelena repeats firmly. "I save it...whenever I can."

"Well, you're good at it," he says low, with a nod. Was it just his imagination, or was she leaning forward another inch? 

She huffs a laugh. "So, um...where was I?"

"You were gonna be honest with me," he murmurs.

"Right. I'm gonna be honest with you. And I was gonna say...same, actually. That you're good at it."

"Good at...saving people?"

"Mm-hm. So good, I don't think you even know."

Bob's eyes blink wide. "Wha - are you - are you teasing again?"

He expects her to laugh again, too. But she doesn't. She returns his gaze softly, candidly. And her hand falls to his knee again. Rests there patiently.

"Seriously, Bob." Her hazel eyes search his. "When I said 'you can go get yourself killed if you want,' I didn't mean literally do that. When I told you to point and shoot, I didn't mean directly in the air while rushing in front of a bunch of armed guys like some action hero in the movies. You were so brave, Bob. And so stupid. And so damn attractive."

Bob's heart is beating out of his chest.

"And if I wanted to tease you...I would." Yelena's voice is like silk as her hand on his knee moves, fingertips gliding slowly over his thigh. Her eyes are locked on his as she leans in, closer and closer.

Bob feels the surge of heat and arousal, his cock jumping in his pants. He exhales audibly and his hot breath is all that's between them until he finally closes the distance, because he can't wait another second without knowing the feel of her lips against him. 

Yelena grips his thigh and her other hand moves to his chest, right over his racing heart. She's in control, but lets him take over the kiss. 

And he kisses romantically, passionately, his big hands skating along her jaw and holding the sides of her face, like their first could be their last and he wants to keep her there. He kisses like he's never wanted anything so badly, trembling under her touch. His mouth is soft and open and wanting, and she meets it with tender lips and a deft tongue, eliciting a moan from the back of his throat.

Bob can't break away. It's basically impossible for him now. So his voice is a muffled murmur against her mouth when he asks, "Want me to do that again? The gun thing?"

"No, please stop dying," she answers in a little gasp as his fingers curl in her hair. 

"'Kay," he says at once, like a good soldier to his commander.

Yelena circles her arms around him, her hands exploring the broad muscled planes of his back and god, it feels so good to be touched like this, by her - Yelena - 

Palms coming to rest against the soft skin of the back of her neck, his thumbs caress her earlobes, the sexy delicate earrings dangling there. His nervous hands have barely moved, but he's eager to touch more of her body. He's so drunk on her physical contact, on the utter hold she has on him in every way, that he barely comprehends her next question.

"Will you come with me, Bob?" she pants. Leave this place together? The memory of her voice echoes back to him.

His voice emerges low, warm and melted. "Anywhere."

"Everyone's in their rooms." Bob shivers as Yelena's gaze moves from his lips to his eyes. "Come to mine."

(prompt from @sophiez85)

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

(part 6)

[holnnetd]

Catfisher!König Part 2

Part 1, ..., Part 3, Part 4(I swear it will come. Someday.)

Warning: Suggestive content, brief mentions of pornography, a little misogyny, low-key incel behaviour, a lot of lingerie talk, just two guys being losers, please be 18 or older if you read this, or just don't tell me you're minor, I can't stop you from going anything tbh.

This is only fiction, please remember.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

Your phone has been going off for this whole time. It must be extremely important when someone starts sending you messages at 11 pm on a Friday night.

You come out of the shower, hair wrapped in a towel, (unless you don't have hair, in which case idk what to do) and another one around your body.

You got lucky enough to get a dorm on campus with no roommates. Bless god for that scholarship. Dorms are expensive!

Glancing at your phone you check what might be so important, only to see that it's a follow request on your Postagram. (Idk, I'm scared I will get copy righted when I forget that this fic exists)

You open your phone, glancing at the account. The profile pictures shows no face, but a fairly cute cat picture. Whatever.

Alexandria.69 viewed your profile

Alexandria.69 wants to follow you

Alexandria.69 wants to send you a message

That's... A creative name. For sure...

You tap on the icon and glance through the profile. 8 followers from faceless account and following 37 accounts. Mostly singers and political figures.

The only pictures posted is from 2 days ago. It's a selfie from a high angle and a cropped off face in a summer outfit.

Seems to be a new account, maybe she's new to Postagram. Yeah, seems about right.

You tap 'accept' and answer the message she sent. Worst case scenario it's just a scam. What could possibly happen?

Well, that was a dry text for sure...

Whatever. You get a weird feeling about that anyway, 8 faceless accounts is a suspicious smount. You tap off of Postagram and place your phone away to fully dry yourself off.

Yet the black screen on your phone doesn't stay for a long time as you get another,

Ding!

You got a message from Alexandria.69

You turn to glance back at your phone, debating if you want to keep on chatting with this oddly uncanny account.

But you prioritise changing into something more comfortable and plop onto your bed, quickly crawling under the covers before finally deciding to check what she wr-

Ding!

You have 2 unread messages from Alexandria.69

Ah... just as you reached for your phone, too. It's really rude to interrupt the narrat-

Ding!

Layla send a message

Well, at least it's not that strange account anymore. And you open the text from Layla, a close friend, checking what she send.

"Geez! We're having a blast man, you can still come" she texted, then attached a picture of her and 4 other girls from your class, all drinking and probably at the club, guys behind them, hands going to place they'd normally get slapped for touching...

Ever heard of FOMO? Fear of missing out? It's funny how strong it gets, even if you believe to be alright alone.

"Nah, I'm already in bed" you answer, not bothering to go out clubbing tonight.

Ding!

You have 3 unread messages from Alexandria.69

Okay, what the hell does she want?

"We have some mutuals actually 😊"

"You know Layla right?"

"The red head, I mean."

Well, that's attention grabbing.

And with sone hesitation you type back "Layla, yeah", the message being seen immediately. Seems like she doesn't have much else to do but chat with friends of friends, hm?

"She said you're like good with guys?"

A message came back and it baffled you at the boldness. Maybe confused a little.

Uh... that's an interesting comment to make. Good with guys? Is that what your best friends is saying about you to others?

"Well, I guess?"

You tap, thumb hovering over the sent button before pressing it, now interested where this conversation might go.

"It's embarrassing to say"

"but I have issues with talking to boys and uhm, I"

"Uh... could you help me out?"

That's... A little pathetic, but everyone has to start somewhere?

And it's not like you have much better things to do. Your friends are out, getting laid and you are stuck in bed, chatting with a girl that knows your friend?

"I think so?"

"Oh my god, really? Thank you so much!"

That's a little sad, asking a girl you don't know about advise on guys. But girls support girls.

"Do you have a crush?"

"Oh, yes. He's handsome but I don't know how I should make him notice me"

"He says I dress weirdly."

Well, then drop him. Please, have some self respect.

"Alex, sweetie, if he doesn't like how you wear your clothes then don't change for him."

You try to give advice she will find useful, or supportive, pretty oblivious to the fact that Alexandria is actually Alexander. And not just any Alexander.

Alexander Kilgore, the very same classmate that makes snide remarks about your looks.

"Oh come on. Cooperate a little." He gruffs out, tapping on his phone again.

"I know, but I really want him to like me."

"Jeez, needy cunt. You're really doing too much." Rody scoffs, looking at Königs Phone Screen, both of them trying to lure you into a sense of comfort. Well, König wants to do that. Rody is just here to make sure the big guy doesn't fuck up. Which he already did by calling himself Alexandria.69.

Like really? His name but gender swapped and threw in a 69? Please...

"I don't know how to dress up to catch his attention! I want to wear something more revealing."

He writes, instantly getting a hit on the back from Rody. "Jesus, pushy much? No woman straight up texts other women "yeah, I want to fuck him, help me find something to wear so he wants to fuck me too", you uncultured bastard."

König huffs at him, glancing onto his screen as you start typing back.

"Well, if that's really what you want."

You're not going to argue with a stranger about what she wears. It's not like you know her. It's not like you that she's not a her.

"Try wearing something low-cut. Maybe flash your cleavage? You could wear some lingerie under loose clothes and 'accidentally' stretch a little to show it off?"

Alex stares at the message, reading through it several times with huge eyes. That's really what you are telling to a girl on how to grab her crushes attention?

Now he wonders if you're doing that too to grab your crushes attention. "Shit, I knew she's hot, but that's a little freaky." Rody laughs, getting this time a jab from König.

"Lingerie? Which one? I don't know what would look sexy enough. Do you have some recommendations?"

The two guys sit on Königs bed, staring at the phone like two teenage girls writing to a crush.

"Well... Most men like red. But you can't go wrong with white or black, really. I have some red sets."

That send König into a blushing fit. Fucking pathetic. Please, he watches weird hardcore porn but gets flustered when a woman talks about lingerie.

"Oh thank you!"

Rody texts instead, quickly clicking off of Postagram to ensure König don't milk this newly found communication method.

For now, you don't suspect that it's actually a pathetic virgin loser writing as a girl, hoping to get some more information out of you, maybe a picture he can jack off to. God, that would be fucking hot. He wishes to have even a single picture of you, and your posts are too covered!

All while you sit in your bed, confused about the conversation. That was... interesting to say the least. But whatever. Some girls are just awkward, surely theres nothing more to it.

Yeah.

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

I'm swooping right in bc i have a danny thought that has been following me all week:

I'm imagining roommate danny offering to help you get over your ex, taking you out for food or something, and the tension snaps when you get back to your place, the two of you end up fucking against the front door, but your ex decided to drop by unannounced and when he knocks you both freeze, but Danny's smirking and he starts murmuring dirty things in your ear as you're giggling and trying to stifle him. (And when you're waiting to hear if he's left Danny gives you a good thrust-)

He'd be knocking and jiggling the handle, "Hey, are you home?" The two of you freezing in place. Your back up against the door while Danny's strong arms are holding you up, your legs wrapped around his waist, both of you in various states of undress. Your eyes wide, as you both listen. He knocks again, louder, you can feel the thumps on the wood against your back. "Baby, come on. Let's just talk." He'd call out. "Aw, he just wants to talk." Danny would whisper, a grin on his face. "I don't know if you wanna stop." He whispers against your lips, moving slowly again, bouncing you against his hips.

"Mmm." You stifle a moan. "Baby, please, I'm sorry! I told you I'm never speaking to her again!" Your ex yells from behind the apartment door. "I think you want to keep bouncing on my cock, hm?" Danny teases, his voice a little above a whisper as he thrusts faster. "Y-Yeah," you sigh.

"It was just one time! Or uh, I guess like a couple of times after that," your ex-boyfriend says, talking to himself at this point. You feel so hot, letting Danny fuck you like this after ages of friendship, letting the worry of the past few days melt away with every motion of your bodies. "But I want you, baby!" He calls again. "You don't need him. You deserve someone who worships you, who can't even think of anyone else but you." Danny says, kissing your neck. You let out another moan, wrapping yourself tighter around him, nails digging into the muscle of his back. "Fuck, oh baby I want you." You moan. "God, you feel so good." Danny murmurs against your lips, kissing you harder, fucking you deeper. "Is...is someone there with you?!" Your ex asks, his voice shocked, "Are you fucking kidding me?!" He yells out, his fists banging against the door, hard. Danny moves you to the rug underneath you, getting you away from the door. "I want you to fuck me, show me what I've been missing." You say, watching Danny move on top of you, his eyes making a meal of you. He presses himself back inside of you, the both of you moaning as he fills you up. "Baby, open this door right now!"

Danny kisses you hard, his hips moving faster, your moans unabashed as he fucks into you. Letting the sounds of your bodies fill the room, your exes voice drowning out of your ears as Danny fills up your senses. He's all that matters. "Oh my God, fuck! Ahh oh my God yes, yes, yes!" You cry out, knowing just how loud you are, knowing the man behind that door could never fuck you this way. Danny is loving every minute of it, doing all he can to pull every sound from you.

"That's it, baby, there you go. Let it out." His voice like silk, you hold him closer and can't help just how loud you are. Cumming all over his cock. "Oh my God! Danny, yes, oh fuuuuck!" You cry, your orgasm taking hold of you. "Danny?? That guy?! Are you serious??" Your ex exclaims, both in shock and disgust. "Oh fuck yeah," Danny groans, cumming deep inside of you. The two of you collapse into each other, feeling on cloud nine like this. "I've been waiting for this." Danny smirks, kissing you softly.

"I'm still here?!" Your ex yells, the two of you laugh. "I don't have to take this! You two can go fuck yourselves!" He huffs, flustered. "We just did!" You shout, the two of you laughing as you hear him march down the hallway. "Hell of a first time, huh?" You giggle. "Well, we're alone now. As much as I appreciated being able to have an audience." Danny jokes. "Did feel pretty good to do that." You grin. "Next time, maybe we'll make it to the bed."

[peapodbond]

that was us part eight

aka fuck it friday

tagged by @leashybebes

skipping ahead a few parts because i can and i want to. aka 7x05 as seen through the lens of the former fiancee/current besties abbysaltommy text thread

abby texting, tommy texting, sal texting

so, how was the first date?

turns out evan is not out to anyone.

it was his first 'date with a dude', but he's an ally.

sounds like a train wreck. (sorry, abby)

that part was oddly okay? it was adorable.

his best friend showed up at the same restaurant on a date with his girlfriend. evan said that we were 'going to pick up hot chicks later'.

i ducked out of going to the movie and just went straight home after dinner.

sal, cue us up a grindr best of lineup.

wait, i want to know what tommy said about the hot chicks.

not proud of it but i made a closet joke. the friend's girlfriend is moving in so it wasn't out of nowhere. i don't think any of them caught it, actually. but it made me feel a little better.

that's my boy!

you're a menace, sal. at least it was on the first date, tommy? it could have been worse.

mm. this feels like a sign that i should take a break from dating.

as opposed to the absolute bevy of dates you've been on recently?

sal, don't be mean. when was the last time you went on a date?

all right you two, no infighting. as fun as it is to watch you argue, i'm here for some moral support.

we can do that. hey, at least you can use the helicopter rescue to land dudes.

helicopter rescue? what helicopter rescue?

it's not a big deal.

tommy flew into a fucking hurricane and found a capsized cruise ship.

oh my god. days like this i miss la. nothing like this ever happens in phoenix.

i'm lucky i didn't get fired, okay? and we are not doing a grindr lineup. one bad date is not going to get me back on the apps.

you get one week to mope and then we're going for drinks and you're flirting with someone at the bar.

that's not a bad plan, sal. i approve.

at what point do i get a say in this?

you don't.

you don't.

their text thread sits quiet for a few days and abby debates asking tommy for more details. between jordan and marcus he hasn't had much to smile about, and even though he'd only met evan two weeks ago, the way that he'd talked about him… she'd really thought that tommy's luck was about to turn around.

they're driving tess to tucson for a college tour when she finally has enough time to text tommy separately.

it was one bad date abby, i'm fine.

yeah, but you liked him. like, really liked him.

i've really liked a few guys. and i've survived. we didn't even know each other for a full month. he'll just be a great kiss and a fun evening and that's the end of it.

a great kiss, huh?

i already told you that.

let's talk once we're back from the college tour? it's been a while.

sure, but you're signing up for a party viewing of love, actually.

double feature with die hard?

…evan just texted me.

what did he say?

do you want me to go fight him.

he wants to meet for coffee.

you should do it!

hm. at least you get a free cup of coffee. he is buying, right?

sal. yes, he's buying. i really liked him, you know? up until the hot chicks it was the best date i'd been on in… a while.

definitely go, tommy. you haven't said you had the best anything in a long time. abby thinks the last time she heard tommy say something was the best he'd ever had it was when she still lived in la (but after they broke up). if it's not great, it's just coffee. it's only going to be an hour or so.

i feel like someone should play devil's advocate but abby's got a point.

sal, how about i text you if i need you to fake an emergency and leave?

no, don't approach this like it's going to go badly!

works for me. i've always got you on speed dial, buddy.

you can hide any pitchforks the two of you might have found.

so it went well?

the question is how well it went.

sal.

sal.

what? just because he's not out doesn't mean they couldn't have some fun.

he actually did come out? to his best friend and his sister. we're going to try again and go on another date.

where's he taking you?

better be somewhere fancy.

i am not telling either one of you where it is. one of the delucas would try and pop up to spy on us.

i'm in pheonix, you can tell me separately.

it would be gina. definitely. she's small and sneaky.

they're not even denying it. you can find out where we're going after he's actually out to everyone.

sal, don't ruin this for us.

what? i'm being supportive.

so where's the date?

i'm not telling you.

why not?

because you'll tell gina and gina will tell sal and someone's going to pop up like a demented jack in the box.

i resent that implication.

because it's true?

see if i watch another romcom with you, tommy kinard.

that's a dirty lie, abby clark. listen, if we survive the second date then maybe i'll tell you two snoops more about him.

i'll let gina know ;)

i always regret introducing you two.

me and gina or me and sal?

all three of you.

here's hoping date number two is better than date one.

your lips, god's ears, etc etc.