#REMINDER THAT I AM AN EXTREMELY SLEEPY GUY

[kiestrokes]

Omg so I can't stop thinking about high sex with ateez like ive been so insatiably horny everything I've smoked or had an edible I just AHHH i just want dick so bad

Stoned Sex with ATEEZ | NSFW

Pairing: ATEEZ x Reader/You/Yn (vagina pov) Rating: NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Genre: headcanon, imagine, smut. Warnings: cannabis use (obviously), in theory both parties are high, so it is mutual, everyone is consenting, established relationship vibes.

Sexually Explicit Content: mentions of subspace, morning sex, rough sex, deep sex, feral (idk at this point just proceed with caution if you're just a vanilla person), rough touches, kissing, biting, cockwarming, oral (f receiving), humping, thigh fucking, surprise orgasm, orgasms.

🗝️ Note: let me know if I missed anything for the warnings, I am not really here in the realm of proof reading. Sorry, this took me a while to get to my atiny anon, hope it's enough to hold you over until you make it to a dick appt!

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted here. 

Park Seonghwa Hwa appears unassuming, the two of you go through the usual nightly routine but once he's got you in the bed things shift. He's a needy cat, pawing across your body, you fit snug against his hips as he rocks softly into you from behind, moaning about how soft and plush your skin is when he's like this. He doesn't want to be inside you, just nestled between your thighs from behind as his slim fingers play your clit like an instrument, stroking moans out of your body with each pluck.

Kim Hongjoong High Joong gives me feral vibes...HJ is usually so reserved. But something about the THC sends his brain into overdrive. Hongjoong can't keep his mouth off of you. It's everywhere, until it's finally exactly where you need. Between your thighs. He's rocking his hips restlessly into the end of the mattress at each squirm and thrust of you pelvis against his chin.

Jeong Yunho He is probably the most aware while high, the only thing is his grip is a little stronger than normal. Yunho basically wants to embed himself in your body. For his hands to become one with your thighs. You wake up with lovely handprints in the morning reminding you of him.

Kang Yeosang I feel like stoned sex with Yeo is going to be soft, like how Hwa talks about him being cute drunk. He's whiney and very vocally appreciative of you and your body. It's slow and maybe a little intense, missionary with you rolling on top. Yeo loses it when you press him down into the bed. He dissolves a little into subspace when he's high.

Choi San guys (non-gendered) I am so sorry but THIS man, he falls asleep before anything can actually happen. He sleepily stokes your fire, but you're left finishing the job yourself. Sorry to my San biases, I wish I felt different about this one too. He's just a sleepy man. Definitely wakes you up in the morning for some slowww, drawn out sex. He's intense from how he gazes at you to the lingering pace at which he fucks you.

Song Mingi High Mings becomes big and pliable. He's also whiney and vocal like Yeosang, but a little less articulate. Mingi wants to spoon you, which quickly escalates into something else. His hands are all over you, drifting across your body. Crushing you into his lap as he tries to bury himself in you, deeper and deeper with each thrust. The two of you fall asleep with him still inside (rip you with that uti later).

Jung Wooyoung Feral like his hyung...this guy. He can’t get enough of anything. His skin feels like it’s on fire. He wants to be melted to you. Your lips, tongue, it’s drawn-out sex because he doesn’t want it to end. You're overstimulated in the best way possible; every nerve ending is firing.

Choi Jongho Is giggly. I can just FEEL it. Jongho is laughing but also giving you that intense gaze and each touch is purposeful. You're so keyed up from the laughter and foreplay that your giddiness spills over into a quick and extreme orgasm that takes you both by surprise. Jongho has never come so quickly, and you sure as hell never have.

© COPYRIGHT 2023 by kiestrokes All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be reproduced without written permission from the author. This includes translations.

[krewekreep]

1.5K Words. tags: Praise Kink, Male Sub, Sub!BF AU, Committed Relationship AU, I’ll fill the rest out later. (Is a Respect Kink a thing? Or am I just deprived?) ((asking for a friend…))

Sub!BF who thinks you’re cruel the way you bend over to show him your welcoming pussy as he watches TV. Who can’t take the way you put him on his hands and knees, a drooling mess inches away from your noisy wet warmth as you finger yourself and play with your nipples. Who knows better than to touch you without permission or else he’s punished from touching you at all.

The submissive boy who gets nervous, pacing with sweaty palms when you text a slutty photo in your work uniform captioned: “they pissed me off at work today…be ready.” The Sub!Boyfriend that begins to clean and cook in preparation of your usually rough entrance. Who goes to the bathroom to freshen up so when you nuzzle against him it’s your favorite fragrances of vanilla, lavender, and bergamot. He who knows to use a little of your lotion for that added touch.

The Sub!BF that gloats to his other sub friends you can get him off by just kissing him. That his dom doesn’t leash him, or talk down to him. That his dom is the sweetest person in the world and takes care of him best. How you have to tell him it’s not appropriate to judge other dynamics and be a brat. How he doesn’t care cause that’s what he’s there to do…praise you beyond belief. How he holds your hands in his extremely sincere as he breaks his usual cooing to tell you how appreciative he is of you. How you allowed him to explore safely and feel fully loved. How you cry at his sincerity to which he grins widely, quickly rushing into the other room.

The Sub!BF that knows things did get out of hand. And you guys weren’t even supposed to get this far…and that’s why a black box with a ring adorned in your favorite jewel/metal is shaking in his nervous hand. How he tells you to close your eyes and at your protest pouting with an adorable “Pleasseeee?” When you give in and feel a soft velvet box in your hands. A promise ring. The Sub!BF that fell over in love with you when you said without a second thought: “Cock rings? A cock cage? I’ll only do that if you really make me mad…I’ll think about it. Your dick is mine, it is claimed. You do not need to be caged.”

How his previous experiences made him feel he had to submit a specific kind of way. He rests easy against your chest, sleepy, actually relaxed and feeling safe, as you tell him about your day. Who fights for the respect of your dynamic exclaiming: “This is my Dom! She is also my woman! But she’s only mine because I am hers, first. Don’t make me disappoint her by punching you in the face. She’ll deny me an orgasm!!”

The Sub!BF that asks permission so much you remind him in public to try toning it down…to which he then only shouts annoyed “What? I can’t ask if it’s okay? Who the fuck is gonna tell me I can’t ask my woman what she thinks? You have the final say!” In front of the cashiers who were previously side-eyeing you, now deep in registers or finding something to do.

How he asks if he can title you. As a new dom with somewhat of a respect kink you thought hard about it. Master was saved for especially salacious times. Ma’am and Mistress are too obvious, plus don’t suit you that much. You wanted something disguised, it turned you on to know when he’d say a certain term of endearment in public only he and you knew how you earned it. You thought on the time you first were dating, he was more overtly dominant but showing signs. You were ungraciously bumped into and huffed towards by a larger man you suppose had much to do. While annoyed being bumped into wasn’t the end of the world. You look around again with your new bae nowhere in sight…

“Hey, dickhead.” Your new bae was in front of the guy, hands in pockets staring a hole into him. You’d never seen him so protective and kinda sinister. You were so turned on. “You bumped into my girl. Say sorry.” The guy of course feels challenged and attempts to raise his voice. Before he could begin to cuss back your bae punched him in the face sending him flying. “You wanna disrespect my woman?” You leapt to him removing him as quickly as possible. You didn’t care at all about his defending you. It’s what he should do you thought. Having someone defend you like that was thrilling honestly. But you guys had to vacate as the scene brought attention and mall cops towards you.

You decided your title would be “my woman.” He looked at you confused. “Why that?” And as you elaborated, bringing his hand to your wetness. He understood. “Baby…” he cooed. “Can I please eat you?” He’d never asked outright for permission before. Newly dating for all of three months you both really agreed to take it slow. Hot headed as he was you could handle him and he never was that way with you. The title in public would make your thighs squeeze together. And depending on the conversation, like when you overheard him gaming bragging on you way too hard…that “my woman” sent you into the room. “Hi guys sorry to interrupt. I need to take him away for a bit. But he’ll be back.” Without a confirmation you hung up his headset, removed the controller from his hands, was nice enough to try saving his game to which he said it was auto…then turned the tv off, lights off, demanded he not move, nearing him to hit your knees and suck him off. His hand went to your hair to which you shook your head in disagreement. “Don’t touch. This for me. Not for you.” And how not soon after he came hard in your mouth leaning forward as his abs bent and tensed. “Oh my—baby I needed that. Thank you.” He says through labored breathing. How he raises you up to sit you in his lap. Purring and breathing heavy against your ear. How he peppered you all over in kisses that made you giggle.

You’d never tell him but you loved earning his submissiveness. Every time he unlocked himself to ask you to try something or let him try something the build of yearning was soon behind. You were attracted to him because of his masculinity which was still fully intact. How sexy it was for a man to take pride in being a sub. Overhearing him again mention he had been in some really unhealthy situations. How he was actually scared thinking he was a fucked up person for desiring that and that then he deserved to be treated unwell. How you had not known how many men in general wanted to pursue subbing. And how emotional you were knowing he really trusted you with his safety. How you’d likely eviscerate whoever had hurt him. And how you didn’t recognize the angry bubble of protection and ownership brewing in your gut.

You’d never tell him because you’d show him. “Here baby,” passing him meal preps for the gym you created in secret. “You love chicken, I get it, but you have to eat it differently sometimes. Plus you don’t moderate your calories enough. I know you want to build but don’t skip out tryna attain a certain physique. I’ll love you regardless and kill whoever complains.” You kiss him easily with no humor or tease in your statement. Kill? Who? Why? He was shook by your easy declaration thinking to himself how he’d kill anyone for you but that you didn’t need to know that. All he could do was watch you in love, never looking away. “Baby…I love you.” He says. It’s nothing to him. He loved you after your first date and really prayed to something unknown you’d work out. You look up at him beaming. “Really? I love you too baby!!” And as you kissed him you pulled away rushing him to the door. “Okay, okay, we’ll be all lovey dovey later.” He wants to protest but knows better. “You have to get to the gym on time so you can complete your routine on time so you can get to work on time!!! Bye bye! Don’t text and drive and you know I can tell.” Kissing him again as he holds his food against his chest like a kid dropped off at school. As you close the door you already are planning the meal he will eat when he gets home. As the door closes in his face all he could do is chuckle to himself before turning to start his day. “Hmmm, that’s really my woman isn’t it?”

Who: Denji, Yuuji, Gojo (this Nigga a sub to me 110%, I’ll fight for it.), Ichigo (moreso Ichigo in the beginning of Bleach.), Eren (if you disagree be serious with yourself…he’s an angry sub.), + whoever else!!! Lmk cause I’m building a sub list of sorts.

[strongheartneteyam]

[ credits of the Neteyam pic go to @cinetrix ]

Champagne Problems 

Part 4

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: sexual language, angst, past relationship trauma, touching in a sexual way, commitment issues, mentions of sex, trust issues, neteyam is head over heels for reader, fluff, a bit more about when neteyam and reader would see each other around before the beach party, mentions of drinking too much, reader is allergic to romantic feelings (but it's actually just her trauma talking), confessions of feelings, yearning, sexual tension, some funny vibes, heartbroken neteyam. Not sure if there's more. If there is, pls, tell me <3

Hi, hunny bunnies 💕 I'm really tired and sleepy rn (as I always am, right? lol) but I got inspo and finally got a break from my writer's block so I just rushed to wash the dishes as fast as I could and as soon as I finished it I ran to finish writing this chapter (a part of it had been sitting on my Google Docs for a while lol) and now I'm posting for you guys 🥰 Hope y'all like it and I'm so sorry for any mistakes or some parts that might not make total sense (if there are any lol who knows). I'm so sleepy that idk if I'll be able to proofread it completely now. But I will soon! Leaving comments down below will make this writer as happy as a kitten drinking milk teehee 😸 I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH kiss kiss ‼️💌

Slightly proofread.

Part 3: I broke his heart 'cause he was nice

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My boy was a montage

A slow-motion, love potion

Jumping off things in the ocean

I broke his heart 'cause he was nice

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain

He wanted it comfortable

I wanted that pain

Midnight Rain (Taylor Swift)

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You woke up with a ray of sun shining way too bright directly at your eyes. You realized with a startle that you were in Neteyam’s arms and as you slowly became aware of your surroundings and your memory became clear… oh, shit… You had sex with him last night. No, no! Why did you drink those three glasses of champagne last night? Everytime you drank too much you ended up doing something stupid. Of course last night would not be an exception.

You could feel his slender, soft but toned legs intertwining with your much smaller ones. You felt his warmth, his strong arms holding your tiny in comparison figure, helping you stay warm even if the ocean breeze was chilly so early in the morning in Awa'atlu.

Neteyam's heart was big, very big when compared to the one of a human male, so, as he peacefully slept while embracing you, you could hear his heartbeat extremely clearly. It was soothing, though. A little louder than the human guys you had been intimate with previously and had slept by their side but it was calming. His embrace felt comfortable, like a place you could… call home…?

You felt a stab in your heart. Anxiety. Nervousness. Almost like a fight or flight feeling. No, you could not be getting attached.

His scent was good, cozy and you could easily get used to having it all over you, to wake up to that, to smell it on your clothes so very often.

And that thought scared you. Saying you had commitment issues was an understatement.

You felt Neteyam moving behind you. He was slowly waking up.

"Morning, oeyä sevin syulang" (my beautiful flower) His voice was hoarse as he had just woken up and he had a heavy na'vi accent when pronouncing the "R" in "morning". His accent lured you in way more than you liked to admit. 

You hated how much Neteyam could make you feel vulnerable. You did not like the feeling of vulnerability.

Everytime you let a guy get on your vulnerable side before, you ended up sobbing while sitting on the floor, listening to a stupid, sad break up song and, sometimes, stuffing your stomach with chocolate, ice cream or pizza. And that was when you were able to eat. Sometimes the lump in your throat was so big you couldn't even swallow without being reminded of the pungent ache in your heart.

"Morning." You said nervously. It sounded dry. You did not mean to sound rude or distant but you ended up sounding exactly like that.

“Did you sleep well, tawtute?” Neteyam asked, his eyes still half lidded and he was smiling tenderly at you

Damn, you had to admit he was freaking cute when all sleepy like this. Just like a house cat waking up from a good deep sleep…

Ok, stop it!

“Uh… yes. Yes, I did sleep well. Thank you.” God, how awkward was that?

It seemed like Neteyam was too mesmerized by you to even notice your awkwardness.

“You’re beautiful. My sevin tawtute.” he said

“Wait, what?! Yours?!” you protested, a frown on your face

“Yeah.” Neteyam smiled, a bit sheepishly “Did I make you uncomfortable? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” his expression looked like he was being sincere

“It’s okay.” it was all you said

“I wanna tell you something.” Neteyam said, smiling softly though he was afraid of your reaction once he said what he wanted to say

“What in hell could he want to tell me? Oh, God…” you thought

“I…” he hesitated for a while. Was he getting shy? “I’m in love with you, (y/n).”

“You’re what?!” You sat up on the hammock in a swift motion

“See?! I should have never come here to meet him in the first place. That’s what you get for following your instincts and not your rational brain.” those words ran through your anxious mind

“Hey.” Neteyam said as he sat up too, trying to calm you down as you truly seemed alarmed. He smiled but you could tell there was tension all over him too. “Hear me out, please.” He pleaded. His tone was as calm as he could manage to keep it. “I just didn’t want to tell you because I could tell you’re afraid of falling in love. I’ve heard you talking to your girl friends about boys, about your lame ex boyfriends and how they made you want nothing to do with relationships anymore.”

“Were you spying on me?” You said, incredulous

“No, tawtute!” Neteyam chuckled at your accusation “It’s not like we’ve never been close to each other before the party. I know you’ve seen me before when you came to my tribe to conduct your scientific researches. I always made an effort to be around you, I just never approached you but I never tried to hide the fact that I had a crush on you. I was always staring at you. And I know you noticed!” He chuckled “One time you caught me staring from afar and met my gaze but you soon looked away and after that I started feeling like you were avoiding looking in my eyes again. Was I right?” he questioned, with his brows furrowed but he still didn’t seem to feel defeated. Even after you had reacted like you were afraid of his words, Neteyam still had his lips curled up in a slight smile.

You looked at him with eyes that let him know you were trying to conceal your embarrassment. You did know Neteyam had noticed you had been trying to avoid him at all costs as soon as you noticed he seemed to be attracted to you but having him throw that fact in your face felt surprisingly uncomfortable and your cheeks did get a little pinkish.

“Maybe I was.”

“Of course you were. Everybody noticed. Lo’ak even made fun of me for that.” he shook his head from side to side while chuckling at the thought of his younger brother teasing him

"I'm sorry." You couldn't help but laugh a little bit

"Don't apologize. It's fine. I like a challenge." He smirked at you in a flirtatious way

"Neteyam, I think we should-"

"Just let me tell you everything I need to, please!" He interrupted, almost begging you

You sighed "Okay…" You sounded tired and a little annoyed

"After I got a good chance to talk to you last night, at the party, I fell for you. Hard. It's not just a crush anymore." His pretty face looked happy while he confessed his feelings for you, even if there was a little bit of angst inside his chest "I didn't bring you here to my hammock just to fuck you. I brought you here to make love to you. It wasn't just sex for me. I wanna ask you to be my mate. I hope you don't run away scared now… 'Cause that would kill me, my sevin tawtute. You're so perfect... I wanted you last night and I know I will want you forever. Please, please, let me be your mate. Or your husband, as you humans say. I know it's unexpected and it seems too soon, but this is our way. My people don't necessarily have to know someone for a long time before choosing them to be their mate." He explained to you "I don't want to ever be away from you. I couldn't. Not now that I have talked to you, laughed with you, laid next to you…" He brushed his warm hand through the outer part of your thigh, moving it upwards "Felt your pussy around my cock, so soft and inviting, so warm and wet inside, all for me..." Neteyam's breath was a bit labored, his hand still touching your skin, while he whispered those dirty words to you, remembering what you two had done while it was still eclipse "Please, be mine." 

"It'd be great." You said. Neteyam smiled widely, not being able to grasp the real meaning of your words "But it could never work. Not between you and me. Not between a na'vi and a human. I'm so sorry. I have to go. My friends must be worried about me. I didn't tell Adeline where I was going before I left last night. She must be worried sick. See you around. I guess..." You said, as you got out of Neteyam's big hammock, as fast as you could, feeling the warm beach sand covering your toes as soon as your feet hit the ground, leaving Neteyam confused, still trying to wake up from his wishes and touch reality.

He knew you were afraid of committing to a lifelong relationship but he thought that maybe you would say "yes" to what he was proposing to you. Or that you would at least ask for some time to think. Neteyam did not think you would reject him so fast and bluntly like that. Especially since he was used to having girls crushing on him and throwing themselves at him all the time. Not only na'vi girls, there were many human girls who tried to seduce him as well but even though he did feel attracted to some of them, he felt that there was always something missing. Neteyam did value personality a lot, even if he was just going to mess around with the girl, and none of the other human girls had a personality that he truly liked. But you did. And of course you would be the one to reject him. His ego was screaming like a spoiled little brat at that moment as he laid back at his hammock, throwing his body with full force against its surface and exhaling strongly in frustration.

There was a lump in his throat and his heart was hurting like never before. No girl had ever made Neteyam feel that way. All he wanted was for you to accept him, to want to be with him.

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[deathwhoregutfucker]

shit. might just have to breakdown and do a lifelover + hypothermia + psychonaut 4 + DSBM catboy/dogboy au. read all about it under the cut, i’ll shield all of the normal people from my gay craziness.

i apologize in advanced. i know how nuts i am! don't need to remind me!

i'm also probably gonna do a thrash metal one too and for SURE i'll be doing a black metal one.

[also kind of a gore warning because of niklas]

Kim Carlsson - 🐱

like, is he not the 🐱emoji?!? IS HE NOT?! he’s just a cute little guy. @gloryofnegativity and i were talking about how much of a catboy he is, he’s just soooo fucking catboy coded, it’s not even funny anymore.

like don’t you wanna just let him curl up on your chest and fall asleep? would he not go outside in the woods for the entire day and you’d be scared and wouldn’t know where he is and he’d just come back to you every single time?!?

like look at the guy!! don't you just wanna pet himmmmm!!!!?!?!/?1//1/1/1/1/!?/1

Trist - 🐕

dogboy 100%. he just looks so needy in the second picture--i just can't. like he's begging you for a treat. he just needs it. he would be such a good puppy like you don't even get it. so obedient. he would hang out with graf a lot too since they would both be pretty chill.

he would be besties with kitty cat kim too. just look at them!!

we love puppyboy trist.

David Graf - 🐈‍⬛

total black cat vibes, but one of those freaky lil guys. he would be extremely anti social, he would have a majorrrrrrr biting and scratching problem, but he would also be kim’s best friend. i feel like kim would be a lot more high energy than graf, and kim would drain his social battery in no time (especially when he would have his catnip)

graf wouldn't really be cuddly either but i feel like he’d be veryyyy sleepy. like all the time. maybe he would cuddle with kim if he was super super super tired, but only sometimes.

i feel like the only dog that he would like would be trist since trist would be very easy going.

S.D. Ramirez - 🐕

dogboy allll the mother fuckin way. dude, just look at the guy! he would be extremely high energy, like he’d run around and knock shit over. he'd be best friends with graf obviously, no question about it.

Niklas - 🐕 DOGBOY ALL DAY

there's absolutely no question about it. he’d be a whole lot more destructive than ramirez. he’s the type that you’d have to put down for biting one (or three) too many people, especially when it would come to defending david and kim and everyone.

he would always be messing around with christian and getting on his nerves. trying to bite him and scratch him. trying to play with him whenever he was tired. he would certainly make christian take a bunchhhhhhh of catnip and get him all fucked up.

oh, and he also had a piercing on one of his ears. just letting you know.

Christian Larsson - 🐱

he’s just a cute little kitty just like kim. they’d also be best friends. catboy chris would be chill, but he’d have some energy to him too. he would be friends with niklas, but like i said before, niklas would do just about everything to get on his nerves.

just had to throw that in here. you know i had to. not sorry about it.

[rebornologist]

♡ Misc. Varia Headcanons ✧ 1 of 2

✧ Belphegor is fascinated by the dentist office kid's toy. He thinks its an absurd little contraption, but he really enjoyed something akin to mouse trap as a child and the structure of moving blocks and balls reminds him of that silly little game. It's where he began training his brain to set up traps. He would have also been a Lego kid and enjoys a good 3D puzzle. Unfortunately for him, he also had a very traumatizing childhood and is not the best at tuning in to and soothing his inner child, so you won't necessarily find him building a little miniature saw trap for fun.

Speaking of the dentist office, he built up a very meticulous routine with his dental health and adheres to it pretty well, despite being fairly lazy with everything else. It's just a part of his morning and evening routine, so he doesn't think much of it at this point in his life. Compared to the rules and to-dos that he had growing up, this is the most lax living situation he could be in.

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✧ Lussuria is a notorious shower singer, it's like he has whole entire pop concerts in there. He will go through Lady Gaga's entire discography if nobody stopped him. He may not always have time for it, but hell, he will make time because there is nothing better for him than a little Sunday reset everything shower. He has a similar routine prior to missions as well.. gotta look and feel his best for his fabulous job, clearly.

He's an enigma for how packed his schedule is and how he has time to do so much. He has missions to complete, physical training and conditioning, so much paperwork to fill out, and is actually in charge of a lot of the Varia "onboarding", if that makes sense. Part of it is because he does see them as a family and wants everyone to be welcomed appropriately to the team. A lot of the underlings really like Luss for that reason, he's the most warm and welcoming, as odd as he can be. A number of Varia members don't even get to see their boss in the flesh, mostly hearing about him.. or hearing his outbursts and being too scared to approach and find out what happened this time... as a result, many are most familiar with Luss and Squalo as the representative leadership.

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✧ Levi loves a good affogato, and would rather die than let the word get around that he likes ice cream in his coffee. He does not like black coffee at all, and sometimes is secretly, on the inside, extremely displeased when that is all they have available. He's got too much of a tough guy exterior to keep up to bring it up, though.

He uses a ton of alarm clocks to wake himself up, and it's fine until they are working from outside of their usual base and the walls are any less soundproof than the ones at their mansion. He's a heavy sleeper, and he falls asleep fast. Like, flop down into bed and start snoring within 90 seconds type of fast.

Y'all is it so obvious that I'm so work-brained right now.. why am I thinking about Varia onboarding procedures... I love Luss so much can you tell. I was going to continue with the other members but I got sleepy... gn xx

[yoongisugaagust]

HOME: The Wedding

•Summary: Min Yoongi meets his forever.

•Warning: Smut.

“What time is it?” Yoongi groaned turning over in bed after you walk back into the bedroom.

“It’s 5,” you replied around your tooth brush rushing back into the bathroom after grabbing a hair clip off your dresser.

“In the morning?? Come back to bed,” he groggily pleaded.

“I’m already running late.” You quickly rinsed your mouth and grabbed your keys then made your way back to Yoongi’s side of the bed.

“Yoon,” you lightly shook his sleepy form. “We haven’t explicitly talked about this but you know my parents are attending, right?”

“Yeah,” he sat up.

“I can explain to them if you’re not ready to meet them.”

Yoongi grabbed your hand and gave a little squeeze. “I’m ready to meet them jagi. I know how much it would mean to you so it means a lot to me.”

“They’re saving a seat for you next to my mother. I’ll see you over at the venue. Please remember to grab my things with you?” A quick kiss and you were on your way to get glammed you for your best friend’s big day. Hair and makeup went by quickly and getting dressed was a breeze.

“Y/n?” Sara called for you to the she was getting ready in.

“You look so stunning,” you complimented. You have her an assuring nod knowing she had a lot on her mind.

“Remind me? You know..” looking right into your eyes she hoped you knew exactly what she meant. Of course you knew.

“Deep breath?” You asked and she obeyed. “You deserve good things. You are not your past. Your past will not determine your future. You deserve love. Can you repeat for me?”

Sara took a shaky breath. “I deserve good things. I am not my past. My past will not determine my future. I deserve love.” Sara exhaled deeply and collected herself. Coming from a broken home took its toll early in her life making her wary of being in serious relationships but she has come a long way.

“Are my girls ready?” Your father approached you. Sara shook her head giving a few more deep breaths before taking his arm.

————

“You’ll be fine Yoon,” you tried convincing him. “I’ve told them enough about you so they’re looking forward to this.” Yoongi found you after the ceremony You waited for your parents to be free after taking a few photos with Sara.

“And if they don’t like me?”

“They will,” you moved in for a kiss when you heard their voices approaching.

“Mom and dad this is Yoongi. Yoongi these are my parents Jonathon and Katherine.”

Yoongi bowed. “Very nice to meet you too.”

“You’ve been taking care of my daughter?”

“Y-yes sir. I’ve been doing my best to be a source of support for her.”

“Let’s talk over some drinks.” Your father sling an arm over his shoulder and walked him over to the bar.

“Should I be worried?” You looked on at the two men.

“No sweetie. Give them two to three drinks and maybe. It really shouldn’t be that bad since we can’t stay for long.”

“What? What do you mean I thought you guys were staying for a few days.”

“The office scheduled your father to perform a surgery in a few days and he has to be back home just in case there’s any sort of emergency.”

Dinner went by and the dancing started with the party going on well into the night. Your stepped in to fill the role of the father in the father daughter tm dance that finally had Sara shedding tears. There were even more tears between you and Sara when you had to say goodbye to your parents. Yoongi and Chungjae both stood to your sides waiting to comfort you.

“Come dance with me?” Yoongi urged you and you sullenly agreed. “Is there anything I can do?” You nodded your head resting on his chest for the slow song.

“I’m fine Yoon.”

“And you’re lying,” you felt the vibrations through his chest from his laugh.

“I’ll be fine. As fun as this day has been it’s been extremely, extremely long. I can’t wait to go home.”

“I can’t wait to take you home and get you out of that dress.” He pressed a kiss to your shoulder blade.

“Being home sounds amazing. A nice hot shower and getting straight into bed.”

————

“Yoongi,” you moaned at the feel of his mouth nipping along your neck. You felt his erection right against your inner thigh. His hand went from grabbing your ass to slowly making his way right to your center where he ran his fingers up and down your slit. He cradled your face with his free hand resting against your chin. His thumb caressed your lips when you greedily took it into your mouth sucking on it harshly. You loved the way his dick twitched in response.

“Fuck Y/n,” he took no time at all to turn you around and laid a slap against your ass cheek and you bit your lip in anticipation. “Is this what you want, hmm?” Another slap across your ass.

“Please baby I want to feel you in me,” you squirmed until Yoongi slid himself around your entrance. He smirked as he laid another smack to your ass.

“Work for your orgasm,” he breathed out huskily.

Without another moment going by you did as instructed backing up into him as you felt every achingly good inch go into you. Deciding to play his game you moved slow at first but didn’t take him in fully, always stopping shy of him bottoming out. You rolled your hips backing into him for a few minutes before he grew frustrated with your agonizing pace.

His left hand rested on your waist he grabbed your leg up and around him with his free hand and carefully but firmly thrusted up into you. “I’m close,” he croaked out. He didn’t let you reply when his hand came around to find your clit rubbing you into ecstasy. You were in the middle of your orgasm as you felt the tell tale signs of Yoongi coming.

Yoongi soon released you to turn you around to hug you once again. The shower stream gently hit his back as he left soft kissing in the crook of your neck.

[i-cant-stop-fandoming-help]

it says "sanya give me back my 100". elaborate on the au RIGHT MEOW /nf

Okay so. Warning for brief mention of suicide. Dunno what else to warn for. This is only part of it, since i am really sleepy. Remind me to continue in the morning.

Dead mikako au woohoooooo

-Yamato is in mikakos place, and he remembers his sister. However, he doesn't remember that she died because one of his inventions malfunctioned.

-Since he doesnt remember this, he is still comfortable being the ultimate inventor. He talks about how annoying his sister is to yuki, how she's always pestering him about taking breaks and how she's always acting like she knows what is best for him.

-he also briefly mentions how Mikako was found and adopted into the family, and talks about how weird she was.

-for the first motive, all his video had was a short clip of Mikako covered in blood and breathing shakily.

-in chapter 2, instead of his motive being some sort of secret or embarassing fact, it reads "You dont deserve your title, murderer"

-he didnt get his own secret, though. Instead of Tsurugi taking Kakeru's, he had taken Yamato's. When Tsurugi reads the secret to everyone, the inventor begins to get shunned all the while he is puzzling over what the secret meant. He hadn't killed anyone, had he?

-Yamato has to keep insisting that he hasnt ever killed anyone. At the beginning of chapter 3, monokuma steps in and only says something along the lines of "are you sure about that?"

-this causes Yamato to freak out as he doesnt remember ever hurting someone. He tested each product himself! He made sure they were safe!

-this causes him to think back to the first motive. He had been so sure that Monokuma was the one to attack his sister, since Mikako was the only family Yamato had left and her death would leave Yamato truly alone, but what if it was him? What if he did it?

-*up until now, the victim-killer order had stayed the same. Now, the chapter 3 victims is Tsurugi, with the killer being Akane. No double kill this chapter. Since Mikako hadnt been there, nobody had talked her out of her grief-ridden state, causing her to lash out and accidentally kill Tsurugi when he was trying to prevent her from offing herself.

*this part isnt extremely important to the au, other than yamato feeling a dull sense of grief at the police officer's death. He doesnt quite know why, he was never close to the guy.

[katyspersonal]

I used to take meds back then from autumn 2018 to autumn 2019. They were helping with paranoia, hyperactivity, impulsivity, anger issues, delusions, panic attacks, etc, you get the drill. They had good effects, such as me having been rather calm (to the point people were joking about how nothing could ever anger or scare me, lol), as well as more focused on writing or drawing things more than I've ever been in my life. But also they've made me so sleepy that I basically barely finished my last uni year when dozing off at every class, and I had a hard time providing the engaged, invested, "nerdy" conversations on every other topic like I do. I just quit them because not only being sleepy ALL the time would not let me work a job normally, but I also started to worry that I've been losing myself as a person. I was just so... detached and boring in conversations while medicated? Like you guys here know me as a person who is chronically like this:

But when I was medicated, it was far not this way. I was giving like... kinda tame and normie responses and thoughts, still excited but not TOO excited, etc. I am surprised that even while being a total slug on meds, I still had it in me to start fearing of losing my "eyes on the inside" xd

But I've been just thinking about stuff recently. I still loathe it when it is being handled like "you are a dangerous harmful monster that doesn't deserve compassion and trust and should be exciled from society", obvs, but the problem itself exists. I am kinda too intense, too much, too impulsive, my mood can drastically flicker within a second and flicker back just as fast. And I am paranoid. This year I even exhausted another paranoid person with being worse at it than them :/ (it always reminds me of a dream I had once, where Mic0lash of all people told me that I was "too crazy" for him fdshfh xD) I am extremely blessed to have friends and simply familiar people who accept and love me the way I am, but I am really starting to think that maybe I should delve back into it. That maybe something was wrong with the meds or the dose I used to be taking and I should try again. It is just really strange that being healthier would be able to "ruin" my passionate, nerdy, engaged personality. I've always been 'over the top' with how I think and with my creativity, even before any mental illness showed up, so sure it is just me and not any sort of positive symptom...? Like, clearly this is just my autism, not one of those other "mental illness" guys?

Well, all this talk is just in the scenario if I get enough financial stability to be able to afford monthly repackaging of meds. I am just having second thoughts on whether it is really a choice with no good option, and that maybe that previous doctor just made a mistake with prescriptions (could happen with anyone, even a professional). Or maybe I needed to demand trying something else but didn't. And I just assumed that "meds are a diabolic device to destroy a creative, nonconforming brain" (notice how it itself sounds a bit like a paranoid delusion, so clearly those meds were not quite helping with it lol). Not gonna lie, I am still scared that being calmer will kill the "real me", but at this point pain, paranoia and anger keep chopping away from my days and from my good experiences. And I can't control it.

But maybe I just should not have expected to hit the right way instantly, some people try out different meds for years before they find something that genuinely makes life better. Like maybe I got scared of how things have changed and gave up too soon, when I should have like, bugged doctor to try something else. I just want to believe that I don't have to choose between "being nerdy and engaged" and "stopping having panic/anger attacks that quite literally make me lose my mind". At least I gather enough optimism and benefit of the doubt to consider delving into it again, so there is something..

[thealienmoth]

19:40

- got to work, changed my boots and put my - stuff in the fridge (tasty salad 😌😌😌 nightshift Salat is honestly something else)

Handover with coworkers 👍

- So much happened while I was gone (for a week I might note!!), apparently I lucked out being on vacation during a bad stomach virus going around🤮. Huzzah!

20:00

-Sending the day shift home. Night night guys 💪🏼

-Catching up on what happened since,

A lot apparently (a bunch of med changes for example, always gotta keep up to date on those!)

-Reading the protocol of the last case discussions cus I wasn't there 💁, apparently some structural things changed, as well as my lil extra duty. Good that we are required to read this stuff

21:00

-Night time meds round 👍👍, good sleep you guys

(had to head back up to the little office we got, cus the needle for the insulin syringe 💉 was bent 90° when I got it out of the package. What kind of polygon formed diabetic am I supposed to inject that with? So new needle it is)

-Loads of discussion with one client if we should leave his window 🪟 open or close it, we ultimately decided on open and I will sneak in at night and close it

-Got to talk about my Urlaub a little, also nice

22:00

-everyone being quiet, I'm on my phone 📱 thinking about how to survive the night cus I am already sleepy 🥱

-put books 📚 in to my little shopping bag on Thalia

(maybe I will start reading again 🤓 [no i wont, had a streak of being able to for a whole two weeks and will now take roughly another year 🗓️ for that to come around again])

23:00

- planing a wedding piniata for a friend of the family (really is extremely overambitious) (hoping the time pressure will make me be able to do this)

00:00

-breathing check, everyone still breathing

-one client still awake, was reminded to turn the TV 📺 down a bit

(did apparently not see the point in this. The point is that this flat is extremely open concept and every sound you make that goes beyond your walls? Goes everywhere in the flat. You share this flat with 3!!! 🤷‍♂️💁🤦🏼Other people)

1:00

-first round of incontinence checks 👍, everyone dry as a bone. Means second round later on 🏜️

-side note, everyone still breathing, one person so loud I'm able to hear it everywhere in the aforementioned extremely open concept flat 🔊

2:00

-honestly forgot what I did for an hour

3:00

-really want my food now, debating putting it in the microwave or if that's toooo Loud

- discovered I can just turn the microwave off, put my food in, turn it on and then turn it off before it makes a noise. It's still incredibly loud but no one woke up so thats good 📢 🍜

(But moth, I hear you asking, how would you know if it didn't wake anyone up? Maybe they just stayed in bed annoyed at you! No they fucking didn't. They wake up and get up, be it 1am or 4am, doesn't matter. "I'm getting ready for school!" No you don't, go to bed and rest some more bud)

-had great food so up for some more staying up now

- unusually awake for this time in the nightshift

4:00

Scared teenagers that are outside and being loud, by holding my phone to the window and flashing the light like a camera would. They scattered (nothing about some fun at night, some joy in your young years [I am not over 25 myself] BUT don't do it here, you will wake everyone up)

5:00

-Did some cleaning in the flat, also pondered buying books again. Had forgotten this for multiple hours

-deep cleaning frenzy stopped by a client making noise in his room (don't be awake yet don't be awake yet don-)

[dizziiedaikon]

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[creampill]

so a certain internet friend got me into transformers and I have fallen in love with bumblebee so fuckimh hard oh my god, here’s romance hcs for him because I am in love

Bumblebee/Reader Romance Headcannons!!

(bumblebee (2018) bee with a sprinkle of tfp bee)

- okay, he is SO AFFECTIONATE

- like are you sad?? Hug. Are you happy?? Beeps and nuzzles. Are you sleepy?? holds you gentle :))

- really likes the size difference, likes being able to protect you

- LOVES pets if you have any, is extremely gentle with them because he does not want to break them

- loves to just listen to you talk to yourself while you work or do something, your voice is very nice to him and he likes learning more about you

- has a thing for old sappy romance songs, will play them on his radio to flirt with you hehehe

- he takes you for drives at remote places and the two of you just explore together :))

- if you’re especially mechanically inclined he very much enjoys it when you poke and prod at him to see how he works, he sits nice and still for you while you examine him

- his little antennae always perk up when he sees you

- he has a certain beep pattern for you, and a little playlist of songs that remind him of you

- he is so in love like come on you are his WORLD and he ADORES YOU

- pet-names he uses: sweetpea, sweetspark, honey, sugar, love

- pet-names he likes being called: big guy/bee, honey, cutie, love, baby

- loves all the little noises you make, like your laugh and your sighs and how you breathe when you sleep, he explicitly seeks out those noises by poking you or getting you flustered ;)

- would kill for you, no questions asked

[l-r-christian]

hi so this is my first ask and I was hoping (if it is okay) to see headcanons of the relationship between the old school dracula's daughter and the mikaelson (as well as nikolas if that is possible) thank you in advance if you do this :)

Yes and your welcome

Warnings: Fluff, Protective Mikaelsons

Parts one and two

Klaus is always watching Nikolas with Y/N to the point Elijah has to step in before the older vampires could notice

The witches are every careful around the children after seeing what just one of them are capable of

The Mikaelsons finding adorable and terrifying how protective both Y/N and Nikolas are of the family

Nikolas and Elijah get along a little too well both at times can be found reading in Elijah's study

If Y/N is angered everyone's go to is to getting Elijah, Finn or Nikolas to calm her before she shows her true colors

"I would give my life to Y/N, Miss Hayley." "Shut up you little Romeo."

Klaus and Kol gets protective seeing Nikolas declared his love for Y/N while Rebekah and Freya find it adorable

When the first Sired shows up both Nikolas and Y/N are short tempered and very protective of the family

"Tristan I am willing to show you how a true vampire acts if you try to harm my Elijah again."

Aurora made the mistake of mocking Y/N, Tristan losses half of the Strix that day and is even more scared of the 10 year old now

Both Y/N and Nikolas fear anything relating to Christianity or the Church as both remind them of the crusades, Camille's uncle is the only Priest that can be near them

Elijah keeps a stock of how much blood bags there are for the ancient vampires as them feeding on humans scares other vampires

Kol likes taking Nikolas and Y/N on road trips as the little awe faces are the best part of these trips, Rebekah as a whole album of pictures of their little awe faces

Nikolas gets Elijah to help him with buying gifts for Y/N as the boy just wants to express his love

Y/N enjoys baking with Finn as the Original had done research on baked goods of her homeland

"You guys realize how terrifying those kids are, right?" "Of course Marcellus."

Nikolas plays the violin for Y/N so the family will come home to the sounds of Nikolas playing as Y/N sleeps in front of the fire

Klaus enjoys painting with Y/N as both can sit for hours talking about everything art while painting

The Mikaelsons learned just how dangerous Nikolas can be as when Hayley was missing he helped Elijah with the hunters

The Mikaelsons going after Abraham Hellsing and his hunters after both Nikolas and Y/N are staked

Freya and Rebekah takes Y/N out shopping for cute dresses and make a whole day of it

Y/N and Nikolas has and will speak in old Romanian to each other when they are being mischievous and not wanting Elijah to know

"Nikolas Von Barron!" Cue Nikolas freezing trying to remember what he could have done to get his beloved's anger

Klaus has been known to draw Nikolas and Y/N as they sleep

When Y/N is sleepy the Mikaelsons find her adorable as she is extremely cuddly and clingy

Nikolas is in awe with magic so Freya likes showing him a few spells to watch his eyes light up

There are times that the Mikaelsons are reminded that the ancient vampires are children as one time when Klaus came back wounded and was greeted by a crying Y/N and Nikolas trying to comfort her

Elijah is so soft when Y/N hugs him as he knows she isn't open to affection much with how long she had been alive while Nikolas is very open to affection

Hayley is still unnerved by how brutal Y/N and Nikolas can be when protecting the family

Both Nikolas and Y/N share a coffin when Marcel takes them out first before going after the Mikaelsons

"They have aged?" "Freya I am just as surprised as you are."

"A virgin?" "We need the blood of a virgin to wake them or lamb's blood." Elijah tells Hayley watching Rebekah cleaning up the vampire's

Kol has brought the trickster out of Nikolas so no one is surprised to see them pulling tricks on Marcel

Y/N is surprisingly close to Vincent telling Elijah that witch reminds her of her older brother so if anyone needs to find her she is most likely with Vincent

Freya and Y/N likes to meditate together as they can be found in a quiet part of Abattoir sitting for hours

It takes awhile for Y/N to be comfortable in new places so she can be found with Nikolas or any of the siblings

Nikolas and Y/N can be found in Klaus's or Elijah's bed in the winter as they get cold easily and both Originals are like furnaces

Rebekah adores doing Y/N's hair as the vampire loves feeling Rebekah gently brush her hair while making beautiful braids

Kol likes taking naps with Y/N as she has a calming affect on the wildest Mikaelson which confuses the siblings as Nikolas joins in some times

Finn and Y/N can be found relaxing by the fire during winter as Y/N cuddles the vampire while he quietly reads to her

Freya and Rebekah likes to take Nikolas out so the boy can get away from the men for the day

Elijah and Nikolas cooks together as he tells Elijah about Y/N's favorite dishes of her homeland so the Original can make them for her

Klaus plays chess with Nikolas as both talk about different war strategies which worries Elijah seeing how well they bond over it

[laladellakang]

Through Ups and Downs

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2021.12.05 (italics dialogue = english) (requested by quite a few people)

[WARNING! anxiety, negativity, mentions of self-harm with a slight explanation (?), emotional abuse, sexual pressure? (i'm not sure what it's called) and.. the boys crying]

my heart felt so heavy writing this. i don't know how well i did (as you guys know, i don't proof read) so i hope i didn't leave anything out and i portrayed the emotions correctly

I've never been one to let hate get through me.

I knew that everyone has haters no matter what so I usually find them (at least the ones directed to me) really amusing.

It's unnecessary. Why would you find a need to crush someone down like that?

In today's V-Live, I finally found a comment that managed to break down all the walls I worked so hard to build.

It's been more than three fucking years and it still hurts as if it happened yesterday.

It was our July monthly report and for some reason, my name was brought up more times than usual and the members kept asking me questions on top of questions.

It scared me but I chose to let it go since I'm slowly trying to open up more, both to the boys and Engenes.

That was so fucking wrong of me, I should have stopped it.

'Why is this V-Live all about Della? ㅋㅋ Be more considerate and stop talking about yourself.'

Fuck, my heart hasn't ached like this in so fucking long.

Sure it hurts whenever I am reminded on what he did but apart from giving me tear-brimmed eyes, I never let myself fully break. That comment was just on another fucking level.

I always try to put others before myself but I guess it's not enough. I should've tried harder.

I stayed silent for the rest of the live.

I gave one look at Sunghoon and Sunoo with my glossy eyes and knew that they would help. They spent the remainder fifteen minutes talking about themselves, trying to advert any attention from me.

I stayed silent after the camera turned off.

My mind was in a frenzy trying to think of a bunch of positive thoughts to cover up the stupid pain.

I was zoning out badly. I felt some of the boys' touch and heard their voices but I could barely understand anything.

I stayed silent during the ride home.

Heeseung hasn't let go of my hand since we left the room. I felt it tighten up when we were in the car.

I'm guessing that the boys felt more comfortable with the car's privacy because they started calling my name repeatedly.

I knew that if I replied now, I wouldn't be able to hold back my dumb tears so I didn't say anything. They gave up after a few minutes but I still felt their occasional glances.

I stayed silent when we walked through our front door.

Heeseung sat me down on the sofa while everyone gathered around me. I felt and recognised Jay's hand holding my unoccupied one.

It was silent.

I absolutely hate extreme silence.

No sound from the members, the TV, the shower, the rice cooker, nothing. Just our breathing.

I hated it so much that I finally found the courage to make eye contact with the person in front of me.

It was Jake.

This reminded me so much of the day we met. Me avoiding eye contact and him being the first person I see.

The aching stopped for a few moments at the memory but was quick to come back when a thought popped into my head.

He can have anyone he wants. When he finds a better option, you'll be nothing.

I switched over to Sunoo whose eyes were filled with tears.

You made him cry. Stop ruining people's mood just so they could help you with your problems, you selfish bitch.

Sunghoon had just comforted me on my anxiety last night. He advised for me to finally open up but I didn't think that it would be this soon.

He doesn't know about this though. What if he stops loving you? He wouldn't want someone this fucking broken.

Jungwon had the most worried look I've ever seen him make.

You're usually there for him when he prioritises the members but he's putting you first now, too. He doesn't fucking need this.

Riki couldn't make eye contact. He was just leaning against my legs and hugging my calf.

If he lifts his head and glances at your thigh from that distance, you're done. He'll think you're an idiot.

Jay looked defeated and lost in his thoughts. A look that I greatly resent.

Fuck you made him question himself again. You're his first girlfriend and you're making him feel the same way your first boyfriend did. Fucking bitch.

Heeseung. Oh Heeseung. The panicked look on his eyes were the same ones he had when Alice announced her departure.

You promised yourself that you would never make him feel that sad. You're a horrible person, Della.

None of them have seen me like this. I hate showing people my weak side. I mean for fucks sake, only Sunghoon, Alice, and barely Sunoo have seen it.

They're your fucking boyfriends and you're part of the same group, they'll find out one day. You're with them every fucking minute.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered, still looking at Heeseung. It's hard to explain to one person, let alone seven.

"Della it's okay, don't apologise," Heeseung's voice was breaking as he rubbed my back. "What happened?"

Enhypen aside, I can't lose any of them. Falling for them was a risk but it was one I was willing to take.

Kang Della. Della fucking Kang. They are not him. You've known them for a year now and they've been nothing less than perfect so far.

I took a deep breath and looked down. Here goes nothing.

"As you know, negative comments don't usually affect me in any way," they nodded their heads. "There was a comment earlier that said that I was being inconsiderate- and for some people it might be nothing but fuck did that trigger the shit out of me."

"I'm sure you guys remember about the ex I had before I was a trainee," I started off, my hands shaking from the nerves. "I told you that he was a terrible boyfriend but I never explained why."

"Lala, you don't have to," Jungwon said, placing a hand on my knee.

"You deserve to know," my eyes were brimmed with tears again. "He was great at first and we were both so happy, but then he started to change."

"All the things he was okay with at first suddenly became a problem, and everything I did seemed to be wrong in his eyes," great now my voice is trembling.

I felt Riki's grip tighten around my leg, as well as Heeseung and Jay's hands.

"I would always have to report to him when I am about to do something or go somewhere. I can't make any decisions on my own out of fear," there goes the tears.

"I couldn't be honest with my feelings too. I have to always pretend like I am okay with everything he does, because if I don't, he'll give excuses saying 'I thought you loved me' or 'that's just how I am, I can't change' or 'I did that because you're like this,'" shit now I'm full on sobbing and I barely started.

I paused for a bit to just cry it out. I heard a few sniffles and felt Jay stroke my hair.

"If someone likes me, he would blame it on me saying that I seek for attention and that I asked for it," I tried to control my breathing. "He would- he would- fuck," I folded myself into my lap.

"Lala, that's enough," Jake voice broke as he placed both of his hands on the sides of my head and his forehead at the top of it.

"He would pressure me to do things that I was uncomfortable with, especially during that age. Sexual things," I heard them all gasp. "If I didn't say yes, I didn't love him," fuck I can barely breathe. "I can't tell anyone. What will people think of a fourteen year old who isn't a fucking virgin?" Shit I'm really giving them TMI.

"Della," oh Sunghoon, when was the last time you cried? I'm so sorry.

"I couldn't leave. I kept thinking about how happy he used to make me and how he would change back one day. He was my first love and I should've known better, I was so fucking stupid," I dug my nails into Jay and Heeseung's hands but immediately felt bad so I loosened it straight away.

"He would say that he could have anyone he wants but he chose to stay with me because he loved me."

"His most used words were 'stop being selfish, you're not thinking about others' feelings,' and until now, those words keep ringing in my head," I sat up straight again but kept my head down.

"I am a very anxious and insecure person and I fucking hate it. I don't wanna show it because I just don't want to be reminded of those words again. I hate talking about myself- I hate putting myself first in general, I just can't do shit without fucking worrying about everything- that comment- that comment just opened up a deep fucking wound," I looked up and blinked repeatedly.

"I need to tell you guys something. Something quite important," I took a deep breath. "When I was with him- I felt so worthless and was so fucking tired that I- fuck how was I so dumb? Please forgive me, I'm so sorry if this makes you too uncomfortable," my voice trembled as I pulled up my skirt and traced the barely-visible scars on my thighs.

They were all staring at me- even Riki, who couldn't earlier. They were waiting for me to continue my story, not realising what I was trying to show them something.

After a few seconds of silence, Jay gasped and placed his hand over his mouth.

"Lala!" he pulled me into a tight side-hug, sobbing into my shoulder. I kept quiet and continued tracing my thighs.

I didn't always make new ones, but I would trace them every night.

"Oh my God," Jake choked and placed his head on my lap while he grasped my hands.

I remember how itchy they used to be when they were healing. It was always so tempting to scratch them and just rip them right back open.

"No." Sunoo shook his head. "No no no no no," by the time he realised, the others had too and they all huddled close.

To be fucking honest, hearing their sobs hurt way more than that knife ever did.

"I'm so sorry," I managed to let out.

"Don't fucking apologise. Just don't," Jake squeezed me tighter. "Don't," he whispered.

"I wanna strangle that guy," Heeseung said with gritted teeth. "Fuck- Lala."

"You're so strong, Lala," Jungwon said through his sobs. "You're really, really strong."

"Thank you for trusting us," Sunghoon's voice cracked. "Thank you so much."

"I love you guys so fucking much," I squeezed them tighter. "Will you accept me even after knowing about this? Even after I didn't tell you sooner?"

"Lala, we'll love you no matter what. We'll be with you through the ups and the downs," Jay sniffled. "God, we love you so much."

"Thank you so much, guys," I smiled slightly. "I hate crying over that asshole, he doesn't deserve my fucking tears." I scoffed with a sarcastic chuckle.

"That's our Lala," Riki squeezed tighter.

"Always so tenacious," Sunoo added.

"Honestly, Lala?" Jungwon spoke up and I let out a hum. "I really think that it's fated for you to be in a group with us- for you to have seven lovers."

"You have trouble loving yourself, so we will make up for it and give you that love sevenfold."

this was such a contrast from my last update lmao

[bonnymori]

𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Word count: 2760+ (i'll try to keep bigger lengths such as this one!)

Synopsis: You meet a new classmate who's working along Nanami, you think he's fun to be around, it stands the same to him about you. Later, feelings unravel.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader (2) FLUFF, TONS OF FLUFF - and some comfort (3) With the small participation of... Ino Takuma!! I really like him too, that's why <33333 (4) This is pretty platonic, but also not? (5) Ending turned sorta cliché... but I liked it u.u

A/N: This boy made me run rampant... to fhe point it's not single attraction anymore I just wish him happiness (smh if only my parents knew...) also next post will be Toji's fic pt. 2! Y'all see the first part is almost reaching 100 kudos????? I'M SO HAPPY EHSODJWKDKSJD- thanks for all the new followers and the support!! <33

Ever since his fake death, Itadori has been training alone with the help of Gojo - and now, he works along a freshly new face, who belongs to a senior, founds out ex-salaryman named Nanami Kento. He's far a thousand times more strict than Gojo. Itadori doesn't really likes the change, because Nanami is a person he can't get along. This whole guy's appearance scream "work 4 life"; he has proved different, now he screams "work is shit - but I gotta do it because others won't".

They've just finished cleansing the outside of a movie theater off a few curses, when Itadori hears shouting from far behind them. Two figures approach, waving excessively. He quickly picks on Nanami's tired sigh beside him.

"Nanami! We figured out you'd be here! Our mission has been finished and we wanted to catch up to have lunch together!" A male clad in a full black outfit shouts, he has brown hair and a beanie on top of his head, looking quite content.

The other person simply trots next to him in silence, approaching with a friendly smile. They notice Itadori faster than the male, smile widening and quickly waving hello, suddenly eager to reach up to them. The gesture makes the pink haired boy perk up, curious to why the other person looked so joyful. His question is easily answered, when they tug on the man's sleeve and motion to him.

"Ino, we have a third buddy!" The dude looks at him with widened eyes. "So nice to meet you, I'm Y/N L/N! It's great to see new faces around!"

Itadori smiles at your energy, knowing already he would click with you very well.

"I'm Ino Takuma, sorry for not noticing you before! Your uniform looks cool." Itadori exchanges a few compliments with Ino, before the man turns to talk with Nanami, leaving him and you together.

"Yes! I'm Sukuna's vessel, Itadori Yuuji-desu! My type of woman is Jenn-"

You turn to him. "So, are you a first year?"

"Geh? Weren't you dead though?!"

"I was!- I am!- Please keep secret."

"Okay!"

"Ahem." Nanami coughs, drawing attention. "I requested you two to not come after me today. Itadori here is the reason why."

"That's no problem, we're very capable of keeping secrets." You threw your arm over Itadori's shoulder, him nodding along with you.

"Oh really, then remember to keep quiet about it. I'll let this slide." The group of students nervously at Nanami's intimidating tone. "But, I'll get to have my break alone."

"Gah!" Ino exclaimed, watching Nanami walk away; he also left the responsability of taking care of Itadori for you two, leaving without a word. "It really had to be today, when Nanami would take us to his favorite bakery..."

"Crybaby." You teased. "Itadori here can't go outside where anyone can see him, he's dead. So, we were to order food either way because he shouldn't be left out."

"Augh okay, it would be unfair."

"So, where are you staying Itadori?"

"At Gojo's state!"

"Whoa, I've never been there before." Ino commented, waiting as you sent a message to Ijichi to pick them up.

"He's my teacher, a very cool one!"

"I imagine! Ooookay, once we get there I'll get the food."

Itadori felt as his chest would burst of excitement, finally there was people around him again, he couldn't be less happy about it.

"Sharing is caring!"

Itadori laughed as you wrestled with Takuma for some fries, netflix long forgotten in the background, as watching the banter was way more entertaining. Most of the time, Ino rambled a lot about Nanami, while he rambled a lot about Gojo. The guy even showed him the cool scar under his beanie. He felt kinda upset after explaining the exchange was just temporary, his stay under Nanami's wing wasn't decisive, and therefore, he was more like a classmate than a partner.

Itadori also learned a lot about you. He was surprised to find out that you, although energetic, was the one to speak the lesser in conversations. His surprisement grew even bigger when you told him you're a exchange student from Kyoto, arriving Tokyo about the same month as him - thankfully, you were to say for good.

Conversations flowed easily in the air, until a voice from the doorway barged in.

"Yuuji-kun! Don't forget about your lessons! Hi kids! Bye kids!" Gojo said playfully, throwing the familiar punching bear to Itadori before leaving.

"What's this thing?" Ino asked.

"It's to help me control my cursed energy. So while I watch the movies, if I don't charge it with cursed energy it punches me square in the face. I thought I had mastered this thing already, but he insist I keep training with it." Itadori grumbles.

"At least it's cute." You commented, taking a sip of your drink.

"Until it punches you in your face without warning!" The pink haired boy barks.

The talks died down, the three of you eating quietly when another movie is played on the screen. Itadori didn't bother reading the title, it was a plain one about a zombie apocalypse that got him extremely bored, yet he kept watching still so the plushie didn't punch him in the face again; he's been keeping a record since all his last cursed energy training lessons were a sucess to this day. When his head started nodding and eyelids dropping Itadori can't remember well, about fourty five minutes of movie perhaps? Make it fifty, the second slumber took over his body completely.

When he awoke once again, it was near midnight, the clock on the wall told him so. He also noticed a soft and warm surface supporting his head, figures, it's your shoulder he's resting into, he feels an arm around his own shoulders and your cheek placed upon his hair.

"Hey, it's late." You immediately notices he's awake, calling out softly. "You should sleep on your room, or something, better to your spine."

He chuckles when you poke his side. "But I'm comfortable here."

"I'm surprised, you just met me today, and now is sleeping on my shoulder."

"I'm not, that happens often to me."

"Sleeping on people's shoulders?"

"No! Making friends quickly." Itadori likes your gentle warmth, your hug, everything makes him feel at home. "I met two more people before you for two weeks, but they can't see me, because I'm dead."

"So I'll keep you company, that's my new mission."

His eyes widen at that, a oh so little blush covering the tip of his ears.

"For how many time I slept anyway?" He asks.

"About two- no, three hours. You missed two movies, and this one is about to end."

"And you stayed here the whole time?" He motions to your shoulder.

"Yep. That reminds me I gotta pee."

Itadori grumbles, but quickly lifts himself off you, respecting your needs. That gives him some time to look around, he notices Ino is gone, and the plushie sits quietly at the other side of the couch, unmoving.

"Y/N! How did you manage to make it quiet down?" He's beyond bafflet.

"...que."

"What!"

"I said!" You arrive quickly at the doorframe, hands still wet from when you washed them. "I used my innate technique."

"Oh! How is it like?"

"It's kinda funny, gimme a moment." You left to wipe off your hands, coming back in a second. "So, just like Shoko, I produce reverse curse energy, but it's quite different than hers, I can't heal people. That's why we often call it positive energy instead. I can use it to soothe off negative energy, so the bear has no cursed energy right now."

"How does it works on people?" He felt very curious about everything, asking away like a kid.

"Since everyone has negative energy, it just makes you sleepy really. But when it comes to curses it's really practical, I can either weaken it or, if the curse is like grade three or four, I can slap them off existence completely by wiping all their energy." You were naturally proud of having a such versatile power, your own energy swirling with pride around you.

"That sounds amazing! Is it why I fell asleep though?"

"Nah, only if I did it on purpose. I guess you were just tired, hope you don't mind I decided to let you rest today."

"No way, it was a good nap."

You nodded. "By the way, Ino left to attend to a drinking party, he paid for our food."

"Drinking? Is he old?"

"Yeah, he's twenty." You chuckled, already expecting that kind of reaction.

"No way! He looks young just like us!"

"That's totally my reaction after I learned he's twenty!"

After that day, you started visiting Itadori weekly to daily, after exchanging numbers he made a little group with you and Ino, naming it the "Nanami trio". But really, he exchanges more texts with you in private, be them memes, cool images he wish to share, etcetera. Although, Ino wasn't left excluded, he ofter brough his xbox to connect to Itadori's tv room and you all would spend hours playing together; he just didn't spend much time with both of you as much. And that was okay.

For a few days, your connection with Itadori died down when he didn't reply to your texts. They would remain unread for some time, the longest being half a day, until he would spam apologies then move on with the topic. That became a routine until one day when you came over to check on Itadori unnanounced, needin to ease off your worries about the boy, only to find him sobbing in the middle of a hallway, staring ahead and beyond, his back to you.

"Ita-?"

"Egh!" Startled, he scrambled to wipe his eyes, turning to you. "H-hey, um, hi."

"What happened?"

"I- he-" His eyes didn't met yours, knuckles white in a death grip. You notice he has a few bandages thrown over his face and arms. The way his shoulders are drawn, as if he wants to shrink into himself is something you've experienced before.

"Something hard to talk about?"

He nods almost immediately, head still facing down.

"It's alright, come with me." You reach for his hands, grimacing slightly when his forceful grip is now on your hand, yet you don't comment on it. He follows you through the state wordlessly.

You two stop on the same tv room, sitting down on the couch. You then guide his head to your shoulder, gently massaging his scalp with the free hand.

"It's alright."

Those two words are chanted like a prayer for the next half hour, at some point, Itadori twisted his body towards yours and unknowingly caged you between him and the sofa arm. He embraced you with a force you didn't have in you, like he didn't want to lose one another. Painful or not, not a muscle moved on your body. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

Thirty minutes passed like seconds, you peered down only to find the boy confortably napping against your bosom; at some point you just became the cold side of the pillow to him. That's alright. It brings you joy to be the mom friend anyways. So you decided to join the sleepland aswell, arms still secured around his shoulders and the back of his head.

It feels like the nap hasn't been long, though, because you can feel Itadori's grip loosening and therefore, you're awake.

"Sorry if I broke any bones, in advance."

"Wow, and you only warn me now."

He laughs at your comeback, hands still secured around your waist.

"I'm surprised you let me uh, cuddle you for comfort - and sleep. I don't understand it? You just make me sleepy." He rambled, keeping eye contact with you while his head still rests on your chest.

"That's a piece of cake when you have younger siblings who seek for you every night they get a nightmare."

"Does that mean I can come to you again if I have a nightmare?" There it is, his togepi-kirby cutesy face.

"Are you four?"

"That's mean!" Itadori blushed, squeezing you on his arms. "I like the contact. It puts me at ease."

"Mm, do you want to talk about it?"

He gulped. "No, not really."

Your peach haired friend remained silent, and so did you. It seems he doesn't intend in letting you go soon, or he just really forgot to mention it. It gives them time to think, your younger sisted used to do that sometimes, back in Kyoto.

"Y/N, wanna watch anything?"

"Sure, have you watched Parasyte before?"

"No, let's give it a try then!" Itadori glances at the remote, then back at you - making you confused over his hesitation to move. He notices you noticed it, chuckling nervously. "To be honest, I don't wanna let go."

"It's hurting my back."

"SORRY I'M SORRY!" He jumped away from you like a cat would jolt away from a cucumber, making you snicker.

"It's okay, I just wanted to change positions."

And to tease you, but he didn't need to know that part.

He glared at you with a small pout, typing the initials of Parasyte on the search bar. Outside his line of vision, you were grinning like a idiot, his sweeteness took a tow on you. All the people of Tokyo you met really held a way different spirit from your classmates in Kyoto, Itadori being the nicest of all. It's surprising him being Sukuna's vessel to begin with; being honest, you felt drawn by it.

"Y/N, it's startiiiiing." He cut your daydreaming short, slumping on your side and propping his head on your shoulder.

"This again?" You throw an arm around his shoulders, very much like the first time he cuddled himself on you.

"Don't blame me, you're the one who wanted to change positions. Guess I'll just make some alterations since I'm awake this time!" One of his arms went behind your back and circled your waist, hand resting at your hip.

"It's definely different, since the other time you drooled on me."

"Hhgh, okay okay! Let me enjoy this." For perhaps the actual first time, you're able to watch without exchanging words with one another.

And this time, it's you who's head loll to the side, nose buried on his soft rose perfumed hair. Itadori doesn't comment on it yet, his free hand moves under your legs to lift your whole body up efortlessly when he senses you have fallen asleep.

"I remember you said it's bad for my spine, I wouldn't mind it... yours however."

The boy makes a beeline to the guest room, he sighs when there is no choice but open the door with his foot. Inside, he places you carefully in the soft bed.

Before he could leave, a hand reaches up for his sleeve.

"Itadori," He turned, looking at you. "Make me company?"

He giggles softly - you think it sounds like a highschool girl. "You should start calling me by my first name!" Itadori rambles as he climbs on the bed, arms wrapping around your waist in a motion you're familiar with.

"Yuuji, I'm tired, let me sleep."

"But I wanna talk more..." He pouts. "Also, are we, um, dating?"

You wriggle around, bringing his head down to peck on his forehead, teasing. "Correction, I want to date you."

"Uh, oh." A blush coats his face so quickly, you'd say someone dumped a bucket of red paint on his face.

"Is that a no?"

"No!"

"So it is a no."

"Christ, will you stop teasing for a second, I'm trying to talk here." He makes an angry version of his togepi-kirby face, you can't help but grin.

"You amuse me, but okay. I'll do it for you."

"Thanks." He blinks, the blush slowly fading away. "You know, I lied, not about the contact, I like the contact nonetheless-"

His hand moves to play with yours, such as tapping his tips against yours, or meassuring the palms.

"-it's you who brings me comfort."

It's also your turn to blush, that line was seriously charming.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, we're dating now." You respond, a little eagerly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

This is the best person I could ask for, Itadori thinks, keeping his eyes open as yours shut during the kiss, whom I won't change for anything else in this world.

When you both separate, Itadori feels drowsy and sleepy. His face fits perfectly on your shoulder as always.

"Goodnight, my favorite person."

[spilled-some-blood]

Dating The Slashers Include

Includes: Bubba Sawyer, John Kramer, Billy Loomis, Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Stu Macher, Amanda Young, and Tiffany Valentine

Warning: Slight smut warning for Freddy (but are you shocked?), but mostly just fluff

Dating Bubba Would Include: -Starting off as probably best friends -laughing and walking around a lot together -becoming very close, somewhere in between friends and lovers -you making the first move -maybe by accident -you’d probably be talking to him and Choptop -“Why don’t you ask that guy out?” -“Because I like Bubba, remember.” -“You do?” -luckily, he likes you too -going on a first date -it not being awkward at all -if you go out on the town, you end with a hot cup of tea and new clothes, wanting to get him out of the blood covered apron -back at home, laughing and hand holding, forgetting it was actually a date -you end with a soft kiss -both of you blushing madly -the two of you will sit on a sofa and Bubba mumbles about anything -being the last ones awake -Bubba falling asleep on your shoulder -you are smiling -you also falling asleep, not wanting to wake him up -the next morning, you greet with a kiss, as if it has been done a hundred times already -every night, before bed, cuddling on the sofa and cuddling together -searching for Choptop with him -just to please him -always being amazed at how smart he is even though he can’t talk -he knows everything about you -just on his own way -stroking his hair in a calming manner -always holding hands -quick kisses -favourite place is his room, where you can sit close and lay your head in his lap while in a puddle of happiness -spending holidays with each other -one time by him, one time with you -just being cute together -always thinking of each other -general love and sweetness

Dating John Would Include: -Reading books together in the living room with a blanket draped over you. -Laying your legs on top of his whilst attentively looking over the pages. -Him playfully starting to trace patterns on the bottom of your feet, fully knowing that you’re the most ticklish person ever. -It eventually became a full-on tickle fight. -But when you’re starting to scream for mercy he’ll stop so you can breathe again. -Making traps together as well. -Him giving you tight hugs every time you remind him you love him. -Snuggling into his jigsaw robe. -It kind of smelling like him. -He gives you neck kisses and collarbone kisses and doesn’t matter what kind of kisses… -Cause they’re loving and soft and gentle just like him around you. -He looks at you with sleepy puppy eyes and it melts you every. single. time. -Over all, he is so very happy about being with you. -Because you’re kind and amazing and loving towards him, and he can’t quite understand what you see in him. -But you make sure to remember him, very often, that he’s just as lovable as you. -And he will never appreciate someone more than his beautiful girlfriend/boyfriend.

Dating Billy Would Include: -Him coming up with pick up lines and always strolling up to you casually, looking you up and down, as he bites his lip and says something stupid -Billy dragging you to see a movie he loves -Going to see it with him but him smiling the entire time -Acting up together -You're concentrating on something and he'd look at you and forget to breathe -Nose kisses -Neck kisses -Changing study locations due to the seasons/weather -Quiet 'I love you's' -Cheek kisses -Trips to the kitchen to bring a worrying amount of sweets back to the room -Stu forcing you to share -Having a competition to see who can scream 'I Love You' the loudest -Having a very public relationship -Seeing each other across the hall or corridor and running dramatically into each other's arms and hugging -Stu would tell you off but you could see a twinkle of laughter in his eyes at your escapades -Sudden passionate kisses when you realise you’re alone -'It's been 1 day, 5 hours, 12 minutes and 6 seconds since I’ve seen you' -Comforting him when his dad hurts him -Stu always laughing when he sees him zone out because he's thinking of you -Spending most of your time together -Your family loving him instantly -Warm, comforting hugs to keep each other stable -Sitting in peace, tracing patterns on each other's skin -Having a very goofy relationship -You almost never stop laughing -Cuddling almost constantly -Whispering 'I love you' against your neck as he places soft kisses against it -Playing with his hair -Being the 'It' Couple -Braiding his hair even though it's short so it ends up being multiple little random braids in his hair -Him laying his head on your lap -His HAIR -Soft sighs falling from his lips as you lightly scratch his scalp -Him putting his cold feet on you when you're in bed -You shrieking and kicking him off -Wearing his Ghostface outfit -Double dates with Stu and his dates -You brushing his hair -Him attempting to brush yours -Watching the stars -Lazy days cuddling on the couch -Playing with his hair. A LOT -Putting flowers in his hair -Just loving his hair -"Sometimes I think you're only dating me for my hair" -"I am"

Dating Michael Would Include: -Him being extremely protective over you -No one daring to pick on you because of this -Shy smiles and glances -Believing in him -Him opening up to you and showing you his kind vulnerable side -Sharing secret kisses -Getting unexpected gifts -Him smiling when he sees you wearing his stuff especially his jumpsuit -You bring out the better side of him -Sitting by the couch and leaning on each other -Teaching him out to act out rationally, not on anger -Holding hands in public with your hands locked tightly by your sides -Him getting jealous of other guys and you teasing him about it -You being the big spoon because even though he acts really proud, he likes to be held at night -Sneaking around a lot -Midnight rendezvous -Neck kisses -Him calling you stupid nicknames to annoy you -"How are you, my sugar-drop?" -You hit him on the shoulder and him acting as if it didn't hurt but oh my god it does so much -Lazy Sunday mornings where you just sleep the day away -You wrap your arms around him from behind and hugging him tightly -Waking up to him tracing patterns on your skin with light fingers -Always trusting you with absolutely everything -Lots of giggles -Midnight dates -Deep talks in the middle of the night, either in bed or over anything. Him always playing with your hair -Him always being able to be himself with you -Suggestive grins during class -Sending animal-shaped notes to each other -Him being a perfectionist -So much sarcasm -Him laughing at you when you won't admit that you're a bit jealous of all the female and male attention he receives -You hiding his stuff to tease him -But him not being able to be upset with you -Arguments about minor things but both of you not meaning it seriously -Stolen kisses -Lots and lots of neck kisses -Sneaking into each other's homes -Back rubs -Cuddles

Dating Freddy Would Include: -Sometimes starting conversations but loving the silence of the moment. -At night he never lets you roam around without him. -After he tells you about how everyone hate him, understanding why. -But still doing after and it becomes a thing for you. -Starting to let you in more about his plans. -But carefully -Loving (ssshhh) your curious side and how you wanted to know more about all his slasher friends. -"So If that's the most painful place for a man where is it for a woman?" -"Well aren't you a curious little thing dear." -The other slashers not minding you. -He obviously had told them not to harm you. -You getting along with Chucky after you get to know each other a little more. -"Okay, now I know why he is your favourite. He is really interesting under his arrogance and big ego," you say and Freddy smirks. -"Hey, I heard that f-! " *Freddy looking disapprovingly* "......lovable normie" -Taking a stroll with him in the nightmare realm. -Gripping his hand tightly. -Playing it cool but when a bird scares you, you scream and fall into his arms. -"You know this is kinda ironic right? I can probably harm you more than anything in this forest. " -"Oh hush! " you say. -Kisses in secret places. -(Getting closer sentimentally to you.) -Seeing him battle and win his opponent is a total turn on (Sorry not sorry) -Mostly rough sex -Like taking his time with you -Slowly approaching the pain-pleasure subject especially after he founds out that you like spanking and choking (sorry not sorry again). -Blowjobs for sure. -Like when he is feeling pissed and generally needs to feel like a powerful man you are right there. -You feeling sometimes that he might not do some things because he might not think you are good enough -But he kissed you to shut you up -Talking back to him one day while going to hang out with Bubba and Jason. -Telling him not to blame the others. -Pinning you to the wall. -"Listen to me, dear. You don't tell me what to do. Also, someone has to be blamed." his hands lowering to your waist and leans to your ear. " You have to get used to it love if you want to be with me." his hands slowly trailing up your thighs. "So now shut your pretty mouth because it's not going change anything," he says smirking to you now caressing you. -Sighing and accepting that there is nothing that you can do. Kissing him while he leads you to your room too pissed to be around anywhere now.

Dating Stu Would Include: (Oh look, it’s two Scream imagines)

-where do I even start? He’s a kinky rat, everything to him is a kink -him falling completely in love with you, and never want to see you hurt in any way, especially by himself -he’d spoil the shit out of you -and he’d protect you to death -people would know not to touch you, those who have tried disappear -he’d take you shopping with full security -he’d be the guy waiting outside the change room to tell you how gorgeous and sexy you are when you come out -his hands go anywhere they want to, that’s just him. So if you wear a dress, you can guess where his hands are going -he’s the guy with his arm over your shoulders when you walk -very possessive -rough and VERY kinky sex lets are honest -but he spoils the shit out of you. wait I legitimately already wrote that but it's so true. -he’d love when you sit on his lap -especially with nothing on or in his room ;) -it throws other slashers off because they know to respect you and not look at you too long or Stu will flip and stab them -he’s the guy that can growl that sexy growl when he’s angry -but purr that sexy purr when he’s happy -you like both sounds. so sexy -he’d take you to the most expensive places and buy you the most expensive outfits and jewellery, although some of the outfits can’t even be called outfits ;) -date night is the best -ride or die. -him driving you places and speeding to make you laugh and scream. -rough ‘you’re mine’ kind of kisses -but the way he grips your waist when he kisses you is 100% -I mean, I wouldn't say he would be the best boyfriend, but it would be an experience

Dating Amanda Would Include: (Oh look, another Saw imagine) -Looking out for each other -Playing with her hands -Her being a real getlewoman -Her getting embarrassed and flustered when people ask her how she managed to get an 'an amazing person like you' -You tell her you're the lucky one to have a girl like her -Her getting clumsier when you make her nervous -Smiling when you notice Amanda getting more comfortable in your relationship -Opening up to each other -Meeting John and him adoring you -Her telling you all about her favourite fictional characters and how the pretty ones remind her of you -Her getting you the 'pretty’ characters toys as a gift -Lots of hugs -Her watching you talk, write or anything else -Blushing furiously when you catch her staring -Quick pecks in public at first -Watching anything together while cuddling -Her depending on your emotional support a lot -Light touches -Teasing each other -Amanda going on and on about basically anything and you just listening because you like seeing her happy -Picking a single flower and placing it in your hair -Sweet cheek kisses just whenever -Catching her looking at you and looking down and catching her eye and blushing furiously -Sitting by the lake and doing your work -Helping her out with her rehab sessions -Always standing up for her and vice versa -Spending a lot of time in her room just talking to her -Her heart fluttering all the time when you're around -Warm hugs where neither of you wants to let go -Helping him overcome her drug addiction -Comforting her when she feels useless -Gentle kisses -You aren’t a fan of a few a things she likes but you still listen because the excitement in her voice when she talks about it is so freaking adorable! -Cute nicknames -Spending entire days together -Letting Amanda play with your hair -So many inside jokes -Falling asleep under the stars -Food fights -Reminding her about what she's forgotten -Piggyback rides

Dating Tiffany Would Include: (You already know I freaking love Tiffany so you know this will be a long one) -God, she’s so fucking dramatic. -There would be multiple public declarations of love a week, without a doubt. -Crybaby™ -You’ll be goofing around together and say something jokingly rude, like how annoying she is, or some shit like that -And she’ll just deflate -She’ll start pouting, and a small crease between her eyebrows will appear -So, of course, you feel bad -So you’d take her face between your hands, and just start placing little kisses all over her face -On the cheeks, the nose, the forehead (if you can reach, that is) -After a minute you stop, looking Tiffany in the eyes at last after brushing her curls behind her ears -And they’re just filled with amusement, and she also has a shit-eating grin on her lips -She’d trick you into giving her extra affection because she’s a whiny little baby she loves you so much -So you smack her across the head -After a while, this little trick wouldn’t work, so she’d start finding other ways of getting what she wants -It’s not that you don’t show her enough love, it’s just that she needs excessive amounts -Because Tiffany never does anything halfway -It’s all or nothing -And with her, it’s often all. -She’d always show you off as ‘her girl’ and literally never shut up about you -And at first, people found it cute, because ‘aw, look how in love they are!’ -But now everybody just wants to put duct tape over her mouth -(they all still find you two cute, but, God, does Tiffany ramble) -You’re constantly talking about the future. -“What’d you think our wedding will look like?” -“How many children do you want?” -Pranks. So. Many. Pranks. -You turn it into your own little competition to see who can get the other better. -This was fun until the paranoia set in. -“Why are you looking at me like that..?” -“Because I love you.” -“Tiff….” -“Mmm.” -“What have you done?” -*Cue you chasing her down the house whilst screaming profanities, both of you laughing as you do so* -Her taking you on adventures around the town -She would teach you how to be a sassy bitch -Or, if you already knew how you’d have small games together. -Just you two, one-on-one. -You’d either: A) kick her ass, and she’d insist that she let you win, or B) be so damn terrible, but look so adorable trying that she would let you win - although she’d never make a joke about it, she’d support you and help you get better. -Throwing stuff to each other while the slashers are arguing. -Her aiming the paper so it hits your head, so you decide to make her get in trouble with Freddy -Mean Girls puns. -“You dropped your coffee? Get in, bitch, we’re getting more” -“How dare you!” -Tiffany laughing because of how terrible the jokes are. -Also, just horrible jokes in general. The type that makes you cringe, but also giggles. -Her being so open with you. -This girl will literally share anything with you. No fuss, at all. -She believes that trust is the foundation of every relationship, so why should she keep secrets? -She has so much faith in you, so the thought of you ever telling anyone something private has never even crossed her mind. -She hates it when you’re sad. -It physically pains her to know that you’re hurting. -So she’ll do everything she can to make you happy again. -Want to cry it out? She’ll hold you, murmuring words of comfort as she does so. -Feel like eating away from your problems? She’ll take you down to the kitchen so you can both have as much food as you want. -Just need to let it all out? She’ll take you by the hand and walk you down the lake so you can throw stones into the water. Or she’ll just take you up to the bedroom so you can scream into a pillow until your voice stops working. -Constant physical contact. -Even if it’s just holding hands, or feeling your shoulder brush against her: she likes to know that you’re there, and you’re safe. -Because in such a short amount of time, you’d become so important to her. -And she couldn’t bear to live without you by her side.

[persphonesorchid]

Sugar & Spice - KSJ x WOC!Reader

Notes: AAH--- I'm really nervous to post this for some reason?? lmaoo. Sorry this took so long, you won't believe how I s t r u g g l e d.

Oh, before I forget, yes I am a Caribbean girl (hailing all the way from Trinidad, hi there!) And also, reminding you guys that the boys' soulmates will be given names as I move along with other stories! Please enjoy and review!

Part of the Euphoria series -Masterlist

The sky was a brilliant blue, ill-shaped clouds long blown away by the soft wind that brought the heat of the yellow sun. The edges of the road caressed by swaying ferns and errant foliage that wrinkled and dried in the summer air. Sparse forests thinned evermore, giving way to wide fields teeming with high grass before the tree lines began again. In a bus, going at a careful speed down the main road, Seokjin sat behind the driver's seat trying to cover a yawn. He quietly went over the consent forms, making sure that all were present for each child: Lee Yunaka and her twin brother Junghee, Seo Daewoo, Timothy Gale, Kim Ara, and Kim Jiah.

He was almost falling asleep on the long drive, mind distracted by the passing scenery beyond the glass and trying to count just how many birds he could spot. He was grateful for the blast of the ac in the bus -- while it lasted -- but it only served to make him sleepy as he snuggled into the light jacket he brought with him. He was kept awake though, by the voices of his students trying to see who could sing a low enough note to rival Taehyung's baritone.

The man himself was sandwiched between two boys at the back of the bus, in a heated battle of rock-paper-scissors, letting them win just to hear their cheers. Taehyung was quick to bond with the children, keeping them occupied and active during the drive that would have driven them stir-crazy otherwise.

Seokjin was considerably tired this particular morning, having gotten up early to gather things for the trip, and the students whom he picked up himself. Everything was organized by him, he held a fun-raiser a week before school had let out so that he would be able to get supplies for their two-week recluse. Thankfully, the only thing he had to bring with him was clothes as everything else was dropped off the day before.

It was a long way to reach the summer beach house his parents left to him, and he was too busy trying to keep his eyes open to entertain his students. Luckily, they had Taehyung who was more than happy to do the hard stuff.

The jolt of the small bus shook Seokjin, and the driver apologizing for not seeing the dip in the road. Wiping a hand over his face, Seokjin sits up straight, looking over the back of his seat to check up on everyone. Taehyung was doing high notes now, and passing candy to anyone who could go past him, the children having the time of their lives.

Luckily his group was small, most of the others were either abroad or with their families for the holiday, and Seokjin found himself grateful for that. He doesn't think how he would handle more than the six he has with him outside of a school setting. Despite his fatigue, he was pretty excited. The year before, he had done an in-school camp, where the children would come in every day and they would have fun activities to do. Normally, he and the boys would go to the summer house for a least a weekend once everyone was free, but everyone had plans this summer, and Tae was the only one free and agreed to help out.

"Mr Kim?" A small finger poked his arm, and Seokjin recognized the voice before he turned to face the owner. Timothy was a foreign exchange student who moved to Seoul under extremely unfortunate circumstances. He's always kept a closer eye on the boy as his aunt had asked him. He's had a hard time connecting with his classmates, even after a year of being here, and Seokjin tried his best to spend as much time with the boy as possible. "Can I sit with you? Daewoo is being mean."

Daewoo was Seokjin's resident trouble maker, and as kids would always do, he would sometimes take his teasing too far. He'd have to talk with him once they're off the bus.

"Sure," Seokjin smiles as the boy plops down in the seat next to him, playing with his fingers. "You excited?" He nudges Timothy slightly, watching him carefully as he nodded, though it was barely the reaction Seokjin had wanted and he poked at the exposed skin of Timothy's neck. A smile lights the boy's freckled face as he quickly leaned his head to the side and his shoulder met his ear in an attempt to block Seokjin's advances.

He was grateful for the company, and it wasn't long before the vast trees that zoomed by just beyond the reach between glass had turned into soft beige sand. The bus had eventually slowed, parking a little off the road, and Seokjin and Taehyung both had their hands full trying to ease the children's' excitement enough for them to leave the bus without injury. When they had all gathered their things, and the bus driver was thanked and paid, Seokjin herded his students off the edge of the road as the bus pulled away.

Taehyung led the charge towards the beach house, running full speed with no warning and the children followed like a brood of chicks would follow their mother. Seokjin couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he followed in a more leisured pace, taking his time to admire the view. He didn't come to the beach house often, only during the summer, and even then it's for a short time. He's always loved the beach, and as a child, his parents' beach house was a home away from home.

He could see the side of the house from his spot, just around the edge of another beach house belonging to Mrs Han, a sweet elderly widow who's lived there for as long as he could remember. His house was still a shade of pastel blue his mother hated that was now fading, paint weathered by the elements. He'd always said he'd paint it another colour but never had the time, and now that he thought about it; it needed a touch-up.

Stopping for a minute, Seokjin looks out at the ocean, admiring the way the sun shone off the brochure-blue waves. The salt in the air that had already found home on his skin, the squawking of seagulls looking for their next meal as they braved the crashing waves.

"Hyung!" Taehyung called, standing on the wooden staircase, waving his arm in the air, "Come on!"

Seokjin jogged the way over, instantly regretting his decision as the fine white sand had quickly weaseled its way into his trainers.

[❦]

"Alright, Alright," Seokjin puts his palms up placidly, "Just as long as you all stay close to each other, I don't want anyone going out too far."

Cheers erupted from the small group, as they all raced outside in their swimwear, Taehyung following in blue trunks and a tee-shirt a size or two larger than his frame. It was just pushing mid-day, and with the sun high enough in the sky to make the beach house feel like a sauna, the kids were more than ready enough to go swimming. After making sure that they were all covered in copious amounts of sunscreen, and armed to the teeth with their floaties, Seokjin followed them out the front door.

He sat on the wooden stairs, watching with a careful eye as they played, not quite ready to breach the thirty-minute rule before he goes in himself after brunch. The children, left to their own devices fanned out, but still stayed very close to each other as Seokjin had told them. The boys swam in the shallows while the girls buried Taehyung in the sand.

The creaking of the front door of Mrs Han's house being pushed open drew Seokjin's attention, and not moments after the woman herself stepped out. He was glad to see that some things remained constant in an ever-changing world; Mrs Han's favorite colour was still a deep blue, the lengthy skirt she wore shimmed with sequins and went well with the beige shirt she coupled it with. She always wore something blue, the colour was calming she used to tell him.

"Oh! Good afternoon Mrs Han!" Seokjin greets, waving as she hobbled down her stairs and over to him with a smile, long grey hair kept together in a tight bun at the base of her neck. She walked with a cane she didn't have the summer before and Seokjin couldn't help but worry. She was a grandmother to everyone in the area, but the bond was greater between her and Seokjin as he practically grew up here. When he and the boys would come for their weekend getaway, she would always be over with sweet treats and the justification that she couldn't possibly eat it all by herself, and Seokjin was always so happy to indulge her.

"How many times, Seokjin-ah? Halmoni." When she was close enough to him she pinches his cheek lightly, footsteps made nearly silent by the sand. Seokjin made room for her next to him on his steps, and they talked about all kinds of things. She said that her leg gave her such trouble these days it was hard to walk without using the cane, and she asked about his bunch of students, telling him that she'd bring some cookies over later.

Taehyung was off now, looking for shells while telling the kids one story or another, and they were too busy hanging off his every word to realize they were shivering.

"Anyone coming by this summer?" Seokjin asks, toeing at the sand, and Mrs Han hummed lightly.

"Hyunki is supposed to be coming, he was supposed to be here an hour ago," At the mention of her grandson, Seokjin perked up a little. He remembers Hyunki, as a thin child with glasses too big for his face, blue coloured braces and dark hair as wild as the sea itself. During the summers of his childhood, he and Hyunki would play together often, looking for shells on the edge of the waves. He went abroad when he was twelve, and Seokjin hasn't seen him since.

"Halmoni!" Seokjin looks across to the main road, spotting a man with blonde hair waving his arms wildly, shouting at the top of his lungs as he stepped out of a black car. A duffle bag slung over his shoulder as he turned and spoke to someone who was still in the car. 

"Is that Hyunki?" Seokjin squints, and Mrs Han chortles. It wasn't at all what he was expecting, even from when Seokjin sat he could see that the younger man had gotten taller, he was probably taller than Namjoon if they stood side by side. And the blonde hair was a bit of a shock, considering that Hyunki regarded it as his best feature when they were children.

He came jogging over as quickly as his bags would allow, almost tripping in the sand. Seokjin helped Mrs Han up as her grandson came nearer, and Hyunki greeted her with a tight hug while he squinted at Seokjin for a moment. Brown eyes searching Seokjin's face before recognition crossed his.

"Jin-Hyung! Oh my God, it's been ages!" He says loudly, stepping away from his grandmother to pull him into a hug as well, Seokjin hugs him just as tightly, glad to see an old friend. "How have you been?"

"I've been great!" Hyunki smiles, lone dimple flashing, as he pulled away. He leaned down briefly to unfold the cuff of his white jeans, dusting out the sand that had gotten in from his jog before standing straight again.

"I have so much to tell you!"

Seokjin nods diligently as Hyunki launched into a story about his time abroad, almost as though he'd only upped and left a day ago. He was halfway through his story about getting accepted for a modelling agency when a voice was calling his name from the car. Seokjin was startled at the firm smack Mrs. Han delivered to Hyunki's arm.

"You left Y/n to bring all her things by herself?"

"Halmoni, she's got two legs and two arms for a reas- ow!" Moments later, Hyunki left rubbing his arm, a displeased pout on his bottom lip as he left to help his friend. He watched as Hyunki and a woman he hadn't noticed - you - standing by the car with your hands on your hips before playfully smacking each other. And Seokjin wondered why he hadn't noticed you before, too busy catching up he supposed.

He noticed the length of your legs first and how they seemed to go on for miles, and dark jean shorts that complimented the sun-kissed cinnamon tone of your skin. The white tank top you wore wasn't enough to hide the flicker of something more colourful dancing against the skin of your neck and shoulder. Your face was partially hidden by the large sun hat on your head, and you and Hyunki laughed about something on the way over.

When Seokjin caught Hyunki's gaze, he looked away, embarrassment flushing his cheeks at being caught staring. At some point, Taehyung snuck over to press a kiss to Mrs Han's cheek, mindful of the sand that was all over him. Both Seokjin and Taehyung stepped back as you hugged Mrs Han, with the latter asking how the trip from the city was. You were introduced as Hyunki's best friend, whom he had met and spent most of his time with whilst aboard as a child.

The fourth thing Seokjin noticed, was the way you spoke; though your Korean was perfect, your syllables were a bit rounded off. He got the gist, you were a foreigner.

The fifth thing, however, was something that Taehyung had noticed and tugged on the back of Seokjin's shirt to draw his attention. With a slight point of his chin, Seokjin eyes were once again drawn to the splay of colours that moved all on their own against your skin. For a small moment, Seokjin's heart could have stopped before he realised - this isn't anything new.

The Aurora soul mark was quite common, and it wasn't strange to find someone whose soul mark looked the same; an aurora of colours that changed depending on the emotions of your other half that bared the same aurora.

It wasn't impossible to find your soulmate if you had such mark, but it was difficult because everyone experienced it differently, there was no actual thesis on how it worked. And with people's emotions being as similar as they are, Seokjin didn't find himself surprised by the flicker of blue that swirled and branched outward on her neck or the sense of calm that washed over him that very moment.

"We should get inside," Mrs Han says, turning to wish Seokjin and Taehyung goodbye, and reminding Seokjin that she would be by later on in the day.

"Nice meeting you," You smile, leaving with Hyunki throwing an arm over your shoulders and whispering something that had you pushing him away. A few comments passed between you both, with Seokjin left staring after you, a tad awestruck, only pulled from his reverie at Taehyung's nudging his arm.

"You should take a photo."

After the sun had set, and the waves of the ocean calmed some, Seokjin and Taehyung helped the kids set up their mini-camp in the living room after a fulling dinner of Jajangmyeon and cookies courtesy of Mrs Han. With all the chairs pushed back against the wall and sleeping bags placed haphazardly next to each other, the six took turns going through their nightly routine.

Even though the beach house had three bedrooms - Tae and Seokjin were totally okay with sharing to give the boys and the girls separate rooms - they all agreed to sleep on the floor. Taehyung was sitting on the floor outside the closed bathroom door, listening to Yunaka sing her little heart out as she showered. Junghi, her brother, was sitting next to Taehyung, asking if dyeing his hair green would cause his hair to fall out.

Seokjin shuffles by with Daewoo and Timothy talking a mile a minute about the cool things they found in the sand at lunch, and Ara dragging him by the hand and swinging her favourite hairbrush in the other.

Once they were all ready for bed and under the warmth of their sleeping bags - Taehyung included - Seokjin turned off the lights and got into his own sleeping bag. After the events of the day, he was quick to fall asleep.

[❦]

The days at the beach house went by incredibly fast, and when the Thursday of the first week rolled in, Seokjin was handing out paintbrushes. Each of the kids tasked with painting the outside of the house in whatever colour they saw fit. Cans of different coloured paint littered the stairs, paint-splattered every which way on and around them. Seokjin was trying not to be outdone by Taehyung who was painting a skyline on the door.

"Oh, that looks pretty good,"

Seokjin's head while around at the sound of the voice, not at all missing Taehyung's shy blush reddening his cheeks. You had been over quite a few times since Seokjin had met you the past Saturday, determined to get acquainted with everyone since you were spending the summer at Mrs Han's. The children loved you and so they easily dropped their brushes to greet you, and you handed them juice boxes from the plastic bag you brought.

Taehyung shoots Seokjin a look and tilts his head, making a slight jerking motion with his head in your direction which Seokjin pointedly ignores. Of course, you'd been the focus of their conversation over the week, with Taehyung always being the one to bring you up either before or after your visits. He told Seokjin that he should take his own advice when he had woke this morning, repeating the same words he had said to Hobi a couple of weeks ago when he suspected that Nari was his soulmate.

Though Seokjin hadn't felt the pull, and he still doesn't feel it even as he watched you now. It's easy enough to give it the benefit of the doubt, maybe it's too soon for the pull to make itself known. He hasn't gotten anything else that comes with the territory either, all he did manage to do was get flustered and make a fool of himself whenever you're looking at him, or even dared to utter his name. Oh, the mortification he felt when he had accidentally slipped that your skin looked really nice when the sun was setting yesterday. Taehyung was still laughing about it just fifteen minutes ago, much to Seokjin's annoyance.

"Can I help?" Seokjin startled a bit at the sound of your voice being so near, you were smiling at him like you always do when you saw him. You were wearing shorts again, pale blue and cotton - Seokjin tried his best not to be rude by staring - and a shirt too large to be yours. He suspected that it was Hyunki's.

He knows that you two were close, and of course, it's none of his business. You two were best friends, as Hyunki had expressed sneakily in Jin's ear two days ago when he caught him staring at you again. He couldn't help it though, you're beautiful and Seokjin would be damned if he didn't appreciate that whenever he was allowed. He also couldn't help the burn of something in his chest whenever Hyunki made you laugh or wrapped his arms around your waist in a way that seemed a little more than best friends.

At the surprising surge of jealousy and the dark green that swirled against your pretty skin, Seokjin turned away to find you a brush. Once again paying no mind to the colour that matched his emotion, people feel that way all the time. "Sure,"

Of course, when he handed you the brush, the way your aurora snaked down your arm to meet where his fingers brushed yours was completely unnoticed.

Halfway through painting one side of the house in a bright pink that you had chosen, Hyunki came outside, stuffing his face full of one thing or another and a small plastic bowl in his free hand.

"So this is where you've disappeared to," he comments from a good distance away, he raises his eyebrows at the different splotches of colour on the house, "Child abandonment, Queenie."

Seokjin watches as you roll your eyes, pointing your paint-covered brush at Hyunki, "I hope you left some of those accras for Halmoni, don't go eating it all."

"But it tastes so good," Hyunki whines, "Hyung, you should try it!" He offers the bowl to Seokjin, jostling the contents lightly with a smile, "Queenie's a great cook, you'll love it." The man's eyes twinkled with something akin to mischief that reminded Seokjin too much of Jimin when he was up to no good, coupled with the smirk on his lips that had Seokjin glancing at you.

You say something to Hyunki in English that Seokjin barely caught - he's pretty sure you said you were going to kill him - before he took one with a clean hand that didn't have paint on it. It was fried, though he wasn't sure exactly what was in it, and small enough that it can fit in his mouth without trouble. He takes an experimental nibble, before humming and biting into it, "Oh, wow.."

"It's good, right?"

"Yeah, what is it?" Seokjin turns to you, still chewing.

"Oh...uh. Well, my mother's from Trinidad so she taught me a lot about cooking her way. Some people call it fishcake some people call it a fritter...But mum's always called it Accra. It's mainly flour, but there's a bunch of seasoning in there and saltfish, too."

Seokjin didn't exactly miss Hyunki looking between the both of you like an excited child on Christmas, a growing smile on his face. "It's really good,"

"She can show you how to make all types of things, right, Queenie?" Hyunki was wiggling his eyebrows, a strange suggestive look in his eyes that went completely over Seokjin's head.

[❦]

Sleep had evaded Seokjin a couple of days later, and he stood wiggling his toes in the wet sand where the sea met the earth. He supposed that there were too many thoughts in his head, with Taehyung's words before he went to bed bouncing around his mind. Words whispered between lowly as the children settled; "She looks at you all heart-eyed, Hyung." Seokjin had denied that; "You're blind."

Though, those words earned Taehyung a light smack, because of course he noticed, just because he wasn't paying attention meant he was unaware. He's pretty certain he looks at you the same way, even though at first, he wasn't aware that he was doing so. Taehyung said it's because he was trying so hard not to, which is why he didn't pick up on it. It took a while, but he did, and he caught himself in the act quite a few times, enough to be embarrassed by it.

But what sold him was his aurora.

With the placement of his soul mark, it's way more difficult than you think to see any changes; it spans the with of his shoulders - on his back. So Taehyung noticing it first wasn't a surprise. He poked him in the shoulder after he had walked in on him changing in his room, eyes wide and eyebrows hidden in his hair. "Your soul marks growing..."

Seokjin was confused about it of course, because again, people's aurora's react differently when their soulmate is met, so he wasn't exactly sure about it. Confused still, he rubs his right forearm, where one end of his aurora had made its way down under the sleeve of his long sleeve shirt.

"Would you stop that?" When the harsh whisper met Seokjin's ears, even over the gentle sway of the waves, he turns to face the owner. His heart almost stopped before it pounded wildly against his ribcage. Hyunki was dragging you - who looked half asleep and tripping over your own feet, trying to pull away - by your hand towards him.

"We're not going back inside until you two idiots talk because this tension is actually going to kill me." It was clear to Seokjin, that a conversation had been had between you both, based on the way Hyunki plopped you in front of him and stared at you expectantly. He waved a hand at you, "If you don't tell him I will."

"Tell me what?" Seokjin asks, noticing your immediate reaction; looking like a deer caught in headlights, and for the first time since he's met you, you stumble over your words.

"What? N-nothing. There's nothing to tell." You not so subtly smack Hyunki's arm, giving him a side glance. "He's being stupid."

"Oh, I'm being stupid?" Hyunki looks affronted, turning his head to face you so fast Seokjin worried. "I did not just listen to you moan about this for two hours for you to say that. And why'd you put the sweater on?" The man groans.

"Because it's cold out here!" You smack his arm, "It's not my fault you decided to do this at two in the damn morning!"

Seokjin felt caught in the middle, and awkward to boot. The kind of awkward you felt when your parents argued about something at a family gathering. He could see your rising temper the longer Hyunki prodded, trying to get you to tell him whatever it was you both talked about. He decided to be your saving grace and speak up; "Hyunki, if she doesn't want to talk about it that's fine," He tried to placate, giving you a smile for good measure, "We can just talk about it later?"

Hyunki groans again, his hand meeting his forehead in an overly dramatic gesture, he leaned his head back to stare at the dark sky, as though it could give him what he was looking for. "Don't say that, or she'll never bring it up. And you'll be long gone by the time she's ready to talk about it." He turns to you again, placing his hands on your shoulders, a pleading look in his eyes, "Queenie, please."

You stared at him for a long moment, nothing but the sound of the waves between you all. A minute passed before you sighed, reaching for the hem of your sweater. A nervous chuckle leaves Seokjin as he took a couple of steps back, "Woah, what are you doing?"

You pull the sweater over your head, shoving it against Hyunki's chest. The man took it with a smile, waving a hand at you as if you say 'Go on.'. With the sweater now gone, you were left in matching sweatpants and a tank top, and it was easy to see what Hyunki was so adamant about showing Seokjin. Your aurora had done just what his had - it stretched its way down your left arm, stopping at the crook of your elbow, pulsing with a colour Seokjin could barely make out under the dim moonlight.

You extended your hand for a moment - while Seokjin just stared at you in stunned silence - before heaving a sigh and dropping your arm lamely at your side. You gave Hyunki a pained look, "This isn't gonna work." You huff, crossing your arms, "Can we go back inside?"

"Well of course it's not gonna work." Hyunki sounds equally annoyed, "Not if you two do nothing but stare at each other! Hyung, can I see your arm?"

He takes his hand anyway, not at all waiting for Seokjin to answer, pushing up the sleeve of his tee-shirt, quickly followed by grabbing your hand as well. He presses both your palms together, and you all watched with bated breath and an equal amount of awe as the auroras continue their downward path towards your joined hands. The colour burned out as it moved, wrapping around Seokjin's wrist and yours did the same, meeting at the tip of his index finger.

They glowed brightly then, a bright red with the softest of pink undertones, and with the colours came a tingling heat that made Seokjin drop your hand and shaking his trying to be rid of the odd sensation.

"See? I told you." Hyunki's words fell on deft ears as Seokjin stepped to you, a stupid smile growing on his face. Hyunki was then rolling his eyes, stomping off in the sand muttering something about them being ungrateful after all his hard work. But Seokjin couldn't be bothered as he only saw you, felt the sudden rush of adoration and excitement through his mark when you smiled.

"Hi..."

"Hi..."

::

"I'm sorry this happened when?" Taehyung was looking between Seokjin and you, his hair spiked every which way and brows furrowed in confusion. Eyes are eventually drawn down the length of Seokjin's arm linked with yours and the matching patterns of your auroras. He'd just woken up and found you both sitting on the beach laughing about something.

You had refused to go back to bed when Seokjin had asked you to, so he stayed up the rest of the night, talking about anything and everything with you, and you both watched the sunrise.

"No really...when?"

Seokjin simply watched Taehyung, and he couldn't help the laugh that left him.

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