#also i didn't realize how tiny he is. guys he literally fits in my hand i am going INSANE

[koumeowkami]

THE ANGY BABY IS HOME

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needy, e.w.

cw: fluff!!! little angst, pet names (baby, beautiful, sweetheart, princess, gorgeous) like one curse word, reader yells at ellie, reader cries a teeny tiny bit, no masc/fem roles are established

desc: gamer!ellie is glued to her game while your patience runs short. also soft!ellie🙏.

a/n: happy march 1st guys! i wanted to share something i wrote while procrastinating some work. thanks for all the support on my last two posts. also the anon that sent in the request, im working on it <3 thank you for reading and reblogs are welcomed and greatly appreciateddd !

wc: 801 (i think)

PLEASE READ HERE ON INFORMATION ABOUT AND HOW TO HELP PALESTINE!!!

you try not to be so needy, you really do. however, your heart can't help but get a little heavy watching ellie completely ignore your presence on one of your days off. and she's not even ignoring you to study or work, it's to play her stupid games.

sure, you played your fair share of video games, as you had an undying love for that one genre. however, you didn't come over under the impression that you'd be getting lonely in her bed, angry, while occasionally letting out a frustrated sigh. she didn't pay attention to those, too busy yelling at her friends on whatever fps shooter she was glued to.

you got angrier and angrier thinking about it and listening to her mash the buttons on her keyboard and throw insults out into her mic. you swear you can feel the annoyance in your bloodstream. you just wanted to do skincare and facemasks, watch some movies, and maybe even bake with your girlfriend. you decide to put your anger aside and give her the benefit of the doubt. you get up from her bed to remind her of what you two had planned. maybe she forgot?

"ellie, baby?" you say as you grab her shoulder softly to get her attention. she glances up at you then moves her headset off one of her ears, "yea- jesse, what the hell! he was literally one hp!" she yells. "anyways, sorry, what's up?" ellie finally gives you two scoops of her attention. "el, i thought we were gonna spend time together..," you say, shifting your weight to one leg as you cross your arms. "yea, yea, of course. just give me five more minutes," ellie says as she turns back to her game. "you literally said that 30 minutes ago, el," you sigh. "i mean it this time," ellie turns to you, doing a puppy face jokingly.

any other time you would burst into a fit of laughter, however right now, you were genuinely pissed off. you stare at her for a few seconds in silence, she stares back. her face slowly drops as she realizes you're pretty upset. next thing you know, you've reached over and put her pc into sleep mode. "y/n! why!??" she whines like a teenage boy going through puberty. "because, i came over on my day off to spend time with you, i could be getting a manicure or something.. but i've spent nearly an hour and a half watching you play this shitty game!" you yell then you walk out of her room, fed up. you grab your bag next to the couch and start to put your belongings away.

"sweetheart! i'm sorry, i really am!" she says as she follows you out of the room. you ignore her, now putting your bag on your shoulder. "look," ellie comes in front of you and softly slides the bag off of your shoulder, she notices how you're still looking down. she gently grabs your shoulders while looking down at you with an apologetic look on her face, "i am so sorry, i just got caught up in the game. i enjoy you being here, and i find your presence so comforting, beautiful. i never meant to make you feel unappreciated, i'm sorry once again." she takes her hand and lifts your face up, and notices your tear stained cheeks.

ellie's heart quite honestly shattered into a million pieces, she didn't know she made you feel so bad but she understands now. "baby, we can do whatever you want," she pulls you into a meaningful embrace while rubbing your back. "els, i love you, sorry for yelling and overreacting-" she cuts you off, "no don't apologize, it was pretty justified, i was being dumb," she lets out an airy laugh, "i love you back, princess."

she could feel you smile against her chest and it felt like 10 tons were lifted off of her back. she pulls away to place a soft kiss on your forehead, then your nose, one on your cheek, and long one on your lips.

you straddle her on her bed while softly chuckling at the cute fuzzy animal headband you placed on ellie's head. you roll the jade roller all over her face, working in the serum you applied before. you can't help but admire how pretty she is. her constellations of freckles, each one so unique, her breathtaking deep eyes, and her long lashes you were so jealous of. little did you know, she was doing the same. you looked like a goddess from this angle, the light cascading down on your perfect figure emphasizing it. "hey baby?" ellie grabs your wrist. "yea, gorgeous?" you slightly lean back from her face, raising a brow.

"it's really hot when you yell at me."

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[neilelliceslittlewifey]

A Mingyu blurb😁 cuz he's literally everywhere and I can't take my mind off of him.

🥺🥰😾😾

(please ignore the errors it's my first time writing❤️)

You finally saved enough money to took some time off from work and chill for a bit. And where is the best place to chill? Beach!

You arrived at a resort and rest the moment you step on your room. You woke up in the middle of the night hungry so you went to a convenience store to buy some midnight snacks.

You're inside the 24/7 store putting delicious foods on your basket but then you hear some giggles in the corner of the store where people would usually eat.

As you approach that corner to get some more food, the giggles you hear is getting louder except this time, it comes with tiny moans.

Now you see it, a young couple - in the corner of the store during midnight, probably sneaked out on their parents to see each other, hugging really close and covered in their big jackets obviously NOT touching each other there.

"great." Your face literally didn't hold back showing your scrunched up face.

When you turn around you faced a BIG chest right in front of your eyes.

"o-oh sorr-"

Jesus Christ

That's god's favorite right there.

A tall man. Gorgeous, tan, handsome, wide..

Look at those biceps it's bulging from his tight compression shirt... oh woww.. me likey..

God he's so sexy...

Fuck look at those tits.. that would feel so good in my palms-

"sorry" you said in a tiny whisper and blown out eyes still looking at him like he's some kind of miracle that suddenly appeared.

He didn't say anything. He just looked at you, smiled, and move to the side so you can walk.

JESUS FUCK HOLY SHIT HE'S SO **********

You walk to the counter still dumbstruck at the beautiful man you just saw.

I'm not dreaming right? I saw him. He's real and he smells so good.. my nose almost touch his big chest holy fuck..

You're trying your very best to not look back and get a glimpse of that sexy man you just saw.

maybe he's a model.. or an actor.. he looks so-

"that would be 87.50$"

maybe he's a really famous guy I just don't know ye-

Tap tap tap

Oh? You looked back at the person who tapped your shoulders and surprise surprise it's him.

"I think he's calling you" he said with a deep voice and that damn cute smile of his.

You looked at the cashier and realized you're daydreaming because of that man behind you.

"Oh sorry. How much is it again?"

FUCK THAT IS SO EMBARRASSING

You walked out of the store embarrassed like crazy. How long he's been behind me fucking shit. Did he see me daydreaming ARRGHHHHHHHH

You walked at a small park and decided to eat the food there. The resort is still bustling despite being at 2:16 in the morning. You sat down at a bench and start eating looking at your foot

"I also wonder why are they doing those in a public space."

You look at the voice and almost screamed when you saw him. Again.

WHAT IS HE DOING HERE HOLY SHI-

"Can I sit here?" He said.

"Yeah s-sure no p-problem.."

"I don't bite I promise." He joked with a sexy chuckle.

Gosh, everything he does is so fucking sexy..

You moved to the side to give him enough space to sit.

It's not enough apparently.

The bench is enough to fit two people without any space between. And he's a huge man so yeah, you're sitting with him. Your knees touching his due to lack of space.

"They got caught by the manager and told them to get out." He said.

"O-oh that's great.."

"Are you sure it's fine for me to sit here?"

"YES.. I-I mean yeah... There's no problem or anything hahaa...."

Great now I'm talking to him.

He laughed and looked and went back to eating his food.

"It just annoys me you know" I said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah it's annoying. But it's funny too."

"Yeah, you could say that." You replied looking everywhere except at him.

"Mingyu." He said. Holding his hand out for you to shake.

"Y-y/n".

You touched his hand expecting a handshake but when you touched his hand he brings your hand to his face and kissed your knuckles gently.

"pretty name" He said with a small smile.

He let go of your hand gently and chuckles at your reaction. He then stands up dusting his pants off the crumbs from his food earlier and looked at your startled expression.

"Nice meeting you y/n. See you around." He said with a smirk.

OH MY GO-

Next morning

After that having that wonderful time earlier this morning, you woke up with a big smile across your face. You decided to explore the resort more and maybe see that man again. (hehe)

After a few minutes of walking two men approached you.

"Hey can I interview you for a second?" He said, holding a tiny mic in his hands.

You agreed and they starts to ask you questions.

"What is your type in men? What do they look like?"

"I don't really have a preference when it comes to physical appearance haha..."

"Really?" The dude asked.

"Yup."

"Ok then! I'll just gonna show you pictures of two men and tell me who do you think is more attractive ok?" He then showed you two pictures with different man. The first one is a light skinned man with an angelic face, slim nose, and fluffy hair who look like a prince of Uk or something. And the other one-

HOLY SHIT IT'S HIM! THE MAN LAST NIGHT!

"Oh, who is this man?" You said pointing at the second picture.

"That's Mingyu and Vernon from the kpop boy group SEVENTEEN."

SO HE'S FAMOUS????!

[theshy1sout]

Six Eared Shadow

Do you remember the analysis about Mei and Red Son? That was me, and I'm doing this again, but now about Macaque and Sun Wukong

Because what the heck why do they hate each other so much

Ok, so this... This is such a messy chaotic really chaotic mix of a few headcanons and theories I made up and it SOMEHOW turned into a fanfic that I wrote so long that other people made many similar things in meanwhile and now this sounds not original at all, but I wrote it not to keep it in my deep hidden shelf so here we go

(It's based on what I know from the lmk series. I've started to read JTTW, but I'm still not so far to get to know anything about Macaque, but I won't change anything about this theory from now on)

Let's gather some basic information for the start.

-> Macaque is made with a shadow or even he is a shadow (kinda shadow demon, the demon of shadow). I mean, shadow is not only his power, he literally is made with shadow matter. We know that because he can not only manipulate shadows but also go through walls and turn yourself into a shadow.

-> I'm not sure if someone made him or he just "poof" out of nowhere just like Sun Wukong, but according to the story he told about how close he and Monkey King used to be, there's no doubt they had some master/student relationship which later turned into almost equal partnership. What is said, Macaque followed Sun Wukong for a long time, learning a lot from him, 'being his shadow'. They grew in power together, fought together, and (as it is said) Macaque started casting as Sun Wukong shadow, which (surprisingly) looks like he did willingly. Just look at the picture - the shadow is big and bright, it’s powerful and smiling, proud of his strength. He doesn’t look like someone forced to be Sun Wukong’s shadow. It shows how much Macaque admired Monkey King, that he wasn't just a friend for him, he was his idol.

-> We all know Macaque is a shadow demon, he can easily change his appearance, he does not have to look like an evil clone of Monkey King, especially if he hates him now or something, SO even if he used to look up at Sun as his ex-student or ex-partner, and now we know he is NOT, he would prefer to not look so similar any more.

He can choose any other look, but he doesn't. Why? Well, maybe he actually cannot. Maybe this isn't an appearance he has specifically chosen, maybe this is his 'basic' comfy form and any other form would just take too much energy to keep up. And looking at the really tiny probability of two very similar monkeys just "poofing" out of nowhere, I dare to say, Macaque wasn't born (I mean like Sun Wukong or any other demon), but he was specifically created. And here is a question: on someone's purpose or not? Maybe the power of great Monkey King was so strong so the part of it just jumped from him and formed into another similar creature, but let me say it's just weird and I prefer the theory of Sun Wukong being so bored and lonely after his master's (Tripitaka) death, and he created a brother for himself from his own shadow. Just to have someone, anyone.

So Wukong created Macaque and then what? He trained him, he taught him everything he knew, maybe even he shared his powers with him. Some great great bonding time. But as Macaque said, something drew them apart. It is visible that Macaque blamed Monkey King for this, for 'forgetting him'. Before speculation of what happened then between them, let's focus on what Macaque showed us what he wants now.

We have two episodes, both show different sides of him. In season 1, Macaque's main goal is to steal Monkey King's power from Mk, and then to very specifically revenge. He visibly does not want to defeat Sun Wukong, he wants to hurt him as much as possible. Look: when Monkey King showed up, Macaque totally forgot about Mk. And then, when he's so close to defeat him, instead of that he turned to Mk and tried to kill the teenager. Mk is just a tool to hurt Sun Wukong.

And we can't forget how Macaque constantly pointed out all the weak sides of Sun, he's basically just saying on and on "you're weak, you're weak, you're so weak, I'm so strong, I'm strong, you are so weak". Which really fits the feeling of being forgotten because he was weaker and Monkey King was stronger, better, glorious and famous. Macaque really feels like that, he really tried to make Sun Wukong feel his pain by dominating him.

On the other hand, we see that Sun constantly striked off him. He said almost nothing to him, just "Aren't you bored of keep being in my shadow? It's time to give back what you've stolen" and that was fricking all. For Monkey King, Macaque is a just shadow, always behind him, something you turn around and leave behind to not see it and to forget, like an unwanted past. An unnecessary problem, that irritatingly keeps returning to him. He does not want to interact to not make even a slight more bond between them, he wants to delete him from his life forever, and omg WHY. At this end of the ep, Sun Wukong did not even mention Macaque. He really doesn't care at all (or extremely tries to not care). His HATE is almost touchable, ouch.

In season 2, Sun Wukong LEFT US ALL ALONE. Macaque showed up again, he played with Mk a bit, and... Left? That's the thing, you see, he doesn't need to hurt or kill Mk. All we see is Macaque talking about his past and then letting Mk experience something the 'hero' in the story should have felt. The guilt. When Mk interpreted his story differently, seeing himself as the warrior, Macaque corrected him. Cause he doesn't care about Mk at all. He heard how Mk told him about what hurt him, and here is a funny point, because if Macaque needs to be understood, listening to Mk and talking with him (such a simple act of empathy, they both needed it then, guh) should have been enough. Mk really felt the 'warrior' character in the story, so he understood what Macaque felt. But surprisingly, that was not what the demon carved.

Macaque chose to make Mk feel like Monkey King at the moment something drew the demons apart. He wanted to force Mk to be sorry, to apologize, to regret his mistakes, cause he failed with forcing Monkey King to feel that. But! Maybe he is not as purely innocent and poorly forlorn. We see the flashback for a half of second before Mk hit him with Staff:

We see Sun Wukong attacking Macaque who's in his demon (true) form.

Let's repeat this: Macaque felt as if a friend left him in the past. He said a friend did this to have all the "hero's glory" for themselves. We know Sun Wukong could do such a thing, especially before he met Tripitaka, but 1. In my theory Macaque is created after Tripitaka's death and 2. If (as my theory said) Sun created Macaque to not feel so lonely, he would never leave him for such a thing. So Macaque hides something for sure, something he did, something so terrible that made Sun Wukong attack him and not want to know him anymore. How horrendous thing Macaque did that made Sun Wukong choose to be alone again and to forget his dear brother he created by himself?

Back to the great bonding time, repeating speculation of "oh maybe they even share the powers" and comparing it to Macaque wanting to steal Mk's power, my theory here is saying:

Sun Wukong taught Macaque the technique of the same powers as he knew, but Macaque overused it (probably wanting to see how powerful he is, probably showing off and killing so many harmless people) doing terrible terrible things. So Monkey King took all of the powers from him and left him alone, powerless, with the last painful words: "Dont you dare to show in front of my eyes ever again". Of course Macaque was hurt, of course he didn't see why he's the bad guy, because he did not care about people at all. And of course Sun Wukong was hurt too.

Maybe he came back to the village Macaque had destroyed and following a quiet crying he found a little baby with a heart so clear and he put into him all Macaque's powers, making them sleep until the time will be right... But back to the series!

Yes exactly. Why did he destroy the lantern and leave? Why did he suddenly lose interest in teasing Mk and stop forcing him to feel guilty?

First thing, he saw Mk is ready to fight for his friends seriously. He still cared so much about them, not like Monkey King about Macaque. That was hard to swallow, that was hard to watch for the demon. That was't the thing he wanted to see. And second, the flashback. Maybe the sudden realization that he actually did something bad. Cause Sun Wukong didn’t just leave him, he cast him out. It was hard to admit that he actually deserved this (or maybe much more), it’s much easier to blame others, not yourself. So Macaque felt “that’s enough” and left. Mk brought him to this uncomfortable point of admitting the truth. Which he didn’t want to. Maybe in the following eps, he will see it, but now Macaque just isn’t ready yet. But the last talk with Mk gives me a little hope. He stopped treating him like a tool or toy, he was actually talking with him like with a person, he even warned him about Lady Bone Demon.

Maybe (maybe) one day he'll see that humans aren't just useless creatures he can carelessly kill, maybe Mk will make him care and realize what he's done, but that's just speculation in speculation, he could die before he reaches that point, maybe he is already dead....

And that's it. That is all I wrote on ao3, but in the fanfic I put much more details and I build those characters up much more than here. This is only rough rough short-saying, I'm really sorry if you read it all

Oh and here is a link if you liked this above i'd love if you read the fanfic thank you

[pufflocks]

Summary: Home Scapes EP.1 – Resting after a meet up with old friends. Your boyfriend appreciates how loving you are when you are behind closed doors.

An-☆: Settings to Goth Rave for best experience. :)

Warnings: Minor NSFW { Pamering Of Bokuto } • proof read

Cast: Dom!M!Reader x Sub!Bokuto

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A nice day to sit around and do nothing. The thought of just simply cleaning while the sun emits sunshine through your Condo windows. With the limited time you had if course. A friend on your boyfriends side agreed that you three would go out. There was nothing particularly to do for literally three grown men on a Saturday. Which was said by Akaashi as he chuckled at his own thought. You attempted to go out and just sit with coffee. It sounded nice enough to be fair to sit at a café and chat idley about anything.

Akaashi had the same idea apparently, but your brat of a boyfriend shut it down with his excessive whining. He said it was "stupid boring" or "he would fall asleep while drinking his tea". You rolled your eyes towards his demise of the idea. Could not believe he was an actual 25 year old man. Classic of him and Akaashi even threatened to ditch if he wouldn't stop crying about the places we chose. Silly Akaashi.

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You ended up going to a library after many outdated ideas. Bokuto unironically likes to read books. On one occasion he even asked you to blow him while he read one about some action. His member moving in your mouth at every startle the book gave him with it's alluring characters.

Though in your mind, the library wasn't all enjoyable. It was just as boring since you're just looking at books and walking around. And another reason why your boyfriend entertained the idea so much. When you guys got there, Koutaro was quick to speed walking around like a nerd. Kinda felt like you were watching him at a playground with Akaashi. Who was by the way sitting down comfortably with a novel in his hand about cooking whatever. He wasn't good at it which was kind of interesting to know.

He was also attempting to make sure if Koutaro wasn't fucking anything up with his curious touching in one of the Harry Potter aisles. You chuckled at the side glances he gave him when every once while Koutaro dashed past you guys. It was cute in your eyes to see this ex-volleyball player aweing and running around like a kid though. He was very cute. Akaashi shook his head at the hearts in your eyes looking at your goofball of a boyfriend.

He sneered under his breath. "Shaking my head."

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After a while of you reading some chapters of a book called 'Light N' Water', a book about romanticles love of two people, Akaashi stated he needed to go home. He decided to check out the cooking book and you said your goodbyes and headed home by foot since the library wasn't far away from your guys' condo.

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When you got home you noticed how quiet Koutaro had gotten. Maybe he was tired from the library or walk home ? When fishing out the keys to your house a bulky arm gripped your own. Tuffs of white and black hair layed on your shoulder is how you knew why your usual loud mouth boyfriend was mute now.

"I know, I know." You start. Opening the door quickly to get both of our bodies through. "You can go sleep when you take a bath. Put on one of my hoodies and lay down on the bed." You said in a low voice near his head. Moving some hair back some more to kiss his forehead. Koutaro sighed half heartedly at the sound of relaxing then getting lazy head afterwards.

You spotted the small smirk on his face as he practically skipped to the showers. You realized after the reading session a while ago, he sleeps best with you near, after sex, lights off and the smell of you intensifying when you get closer in bed. You could not possibly doubt you felt the same vise versa as his natural scent of plain sage was enough to put your mind at sea.

A shower sounded great in the time of things but taking care of your might as well add, spoiled boyfriend was top priority.

"Y/N ! I'm done now, come come !" He shouted. He was back to being loud, but it would soon change and then you can get your well deserved shower aswell.

The smell of body wash filled your nose senses as you began to enter the bedroom. Most likely your body wash since he liked to think he doesn't know it's yours. As you walk further into the room you see he intently has a worn out black school hoodie you owned and some black boxers of his.

He giggled in a boisterous way when you eyed him for pulling the loose string on one of the hoodies sleeves. Hopefully he doesn't giggle in his sleep after this quickie, you thought. It's more terrifying than anyone could actually think to be honest.

You shook your head at the giggling thing you call your lover, as you fall on your stomach on the bed dragging Koutaro's hips closer to you. "Whoah-!" His fit of small giggles died down when you press an experimental hand down on his crotch. He sighs in content while jutting his hips up very cautiously. Not so shyly he covers his sleeve paw hands up to his face. Peeking excitedly for what's to come next.

Look at him being so good. Crazy how just a few hours ago and yesterday he was a happy jumping bean. Well he still was, happy I mean – just now he was more chill and pliant. Dressed up in his boyfriends clothes that smelt of his cologne and body wash like he owned it first. It most likely was at this point but no worries, he looked very beautiful in it and smelt of you.

He thought beforehand if he wanted to hold one of his many stuffed animals. A dalmatian dog named stew being his favorite. Why did he have so many was because he liked to hold them when getting fucked slow. People didn't know him like you did. Some even thought he was as loud as he was in bed, but he was actually very shy the first time.

No pushing was involved since he seemed a bit uncomfortable so the next time you brought up the idea of sex, you bought him a stuffed animal. He held it with care when you began prepping him as he played with the dogs dotted ears. Eventually there was no need for stuffed animals during sex, but every once in a while he buys them in rememberance of the time. You are sure the workers are curious of why he goes there so often — but it's not their business.

Tiny, the dalmatian stuffed dog, was his favorite because it reminds him of his boyfriend being patient with him.

"Kou baby, you sleepy a bit or just horny ?" You asked in a humming manner. Rubbing the butt of your palm on his half hard bulge. He always managed to leak out precum whenever you was the slightest bit of excited with arousal and that never failed to turn you on. Your boyfriend nodded to both of your questions as he unconsciously spread his legs open further for you.

"I wan' to cum because I smell like you today." He said. Eyes straining on the hand moving lovingly on his front. You hummed, nodding at his vibrating voice as you began to kiss his milky muscles thighs.

"Just relax. I'll take care of you, Kou."

Next up -> Long Misfortunes { You've been very unfortunate before your years with your boyfriend. Thankfully he fills the broken holes you encountered through your unfortunate life with baking. -☆ }

[ghoulishhusband]

I just realized I can actually talk here. Like this is my account fuck u

Fucking uhhhhhh, hi ig lemme ramble abt my God ocs yea?

Ignore this part if you don't wanna hear (likely) unedited rambles lol it doesn't matter

CW: neglect/abuse, assholery/narcissism, manipulation, tread lightly!

read the under cut owo

Also don't steal my art I'll fucking?? Fight you????

So

I have three main gods that I wanna talk abt especially bc they've been on my mind lately.. Less get it, side notes are in (parentheses) and are bolded cause I have perception issues whoo I don't want it to jumble together is my point lol

First up is my asshole,

Giodine

they/them (preferred)

god/godself (i like pronouns that fit my characters, so I'm giving a bunch away for one night only at--)

ID : Giodine is colored with gold-ish yellow skin and ginger hair. Their eyes are a muted purple and they have tiny eyebrows. Their lips are a muted brown and are full looking, their nose is sharp and points down. They have wings for ears and is wearing a blazer with a long-sleeved, collared shirt underneath it. The background is beige with a yellow square and a dark purple square partially encompassing it. It is signed GH (for ghoulish husband), Spork, 21.

(lemme know if that helps at all! I'm sure I can do better so lemme know!)

If they look weird here it's bc I accidentally made their face too long but believe it or not this is in fact just a doodle Ik I'm so fuckin talented babes.

Anyways, they're basically the first God to ever exist on my version of earth (though even that is fickle rn, world-building is hard unless I hyper-focus on it, and haha Guess What I Haven't Been Thinking About) and they're very egotistical and selfish. As I'll probably yap about later is how they're manipulative as well, especially to another God I'll mention, and very neglectful to the other... other one.

Their partner(professionally), or fiend as they call him, is sam who for the first few eons was, unsurprisingly, absolutely terrible to him. A few tender moments are few and far in between in what could only be described as a completely rancid relationship. I'll describe giodine's side and in sam's lil ramble, I'll describe his :]

I have to explain this because it's a big part of the lore and how they can't work together, even when one of them is very much near The Void (technical death for gods) BUT basically, with Sam, giodine created purgatory. The issue here is that they basically seduced sam into doing it. Well, even if they hadn't, sam was in lesbians(happy pride month lmao) with giodine and would've done it anyway. But the ISSUE is that with the creation of purgatory came complications. See, my gods have to take time to develop into their power, and considering giodine was first and sam was around 666th.. you see the issue. Sam wasn't into his complete power yet and thus lost a giant part of it that went into purg.

See, giodine saw no problem with this (until much later, they do get a VERY SLOW BURN redemption arc cause this ain't even the worst of it), they got what they were aching for out of them and thusly had no need for..sam. They laid him in the spot where she was made (fwi it isn't inherently sexual, it can be, but literally, they just merged together-- taking bits and pieces of each other (which sam did not have enough of) and earth and light yadda, yadda I'll post the story I wrote for that later if I'm up to it) and left him there in the grass.

Again, they saw no problem with that, the deed was done, they didn't care anymore. A common issue in their qualms, sam and Giodine. They did find an issue in Sam finding an issue in the lack of aftercare, which resorted to any message going to or coming from sam going straight to his assistant and going back through them for a couple of thousand years. They found that infuriating-- how could he not face them over something so small! and for years?! it was ridiculous. After forcing a face-to-face meeting, a heated proclaim of hurt from sam, and a bitter agreement to meet up every now and again, they got what they wanted from him. Again. It was a business after all, there was no point in making it harder than it needed to be. 

Giodine doesn't necessarily like boundaries and tends to overstep sam's frequently. They also don't like his reaction to his boundaries being long jumped over, which thusly ends up in disgruntled messages being sent back and forth between them and his assistant for a month or three. It slowly gets through to them, but they tend to say some stupid shit and if they want sam to stay, they have to try and avoid mentioning how "overly sensitive" he is to something that happened eons ago.

(quick mention, there isn't like. time. here. so in all honesty, giodine probably counted earth days instead of Heaven 'days' to get that) Soon into their arrangements to meet, they seem to get on at least tolerable terms, obviously, a few meetings where neither of them feels like going apeshit and taking proper shapeless (or in sams case, he's got a newfound form for ANGER OO just for giodine 🤗) forms isn't going to fix a grudge that has yet to be apologized for by the way. But it's a start to a very long process down the road. Tolerance.

Giodine as an entity is very fickle and rude and demanding. They tend to have a short temper that no one else is allowed to have or comment on-- They were the first therefore they were the most important!

This is very obviously an issue. But it's mostly directed to purgatory. Almost all of their seething rage is pointed towards the poor entity, she's barely been alive yet and they already seem to hate her for things she doesn't know how to do. Honestly, I don't think Purg will ever fully forgive them for the unnecessary abuse of her character, but just as Sam and Giodine get on better terms, they had barely just begun fixing the hole in their relationship. As of now, Sam/Giodine don't have any minor plot points with purgatory other than the major one so I don't have a lot to say about their relationship right now. Maybe one day.

I'd go into details, seriously, but I just wanna ramble about their relationships with each other and their impact on each other's existence. Hope you don't mind a few secrets 😉

But, now, it's time for a new God, one I think most people take a liking to...

Sam (Samuel)

He/him

ID: Sam is surrounded by clouds in the light blue, fading to a darker blue sky and the yellow sun. His horns are a darker beige, which is being highlighted by the sun shining down on him, he also has pointed ears. His skin is red which is very prominent in the sun. His eyes are completely yellow, his hair, beard and mustache are also black. He has an orange scar crawling up to his Adams apple. His wings are a darker grey which is also being highlighted by the sun. His nails are painted black and his hand is holding up the black fabric barely covering his shoulders. Around the painting is a gold and red shaded frame with swirls complimenting each side and a crystal at the bottom of it. It is lightly signed GH, for ghoulish husband.

Sam, Sam, Samuel.

If you don't realize right away, Sam is basically Satan, he's the ruler of hell

Like how giodine was the first to appear on earth, as mentioned before sam was 666th for funnie reasons. Sam was made from bugs, dried blood, and sunlight which sounds pretty gross, but he's far from it. He's a silly, yet neat, guy. He wears Hawaiian shirts and khakis (not around giodine lmao) for cryin' out loud! how bad of a person can he be? Apparently to giodine (for a while obviously) he was the most retched entity to exist. This very much hurt him considering the amount of fake care they showed him before. With a mixture of confusing feelings (which wasn't supposed to be a thing but Univerce went "lmao you'll be fine" and left... short explanation, Univerce is the Universe and is the entity who simply builds these planets and gods that'll appear there and leave them to their own devices, xyr not extremely important in this story. Nor would they care.) and feeling used, he decided that no he wasn't going to take that.

If there is one thing Sam knows how to do is to self preserve himself, even if that means getting passive-aggressive notes sent to him every once in a while. While this period, Sam was surprisingly the least productive (unfortunately giodine knew this and eventually mentioned it in one of their meetings which made him hide away cause like hell giodine was going to be critical of /him/) but he managed. It wasn't terrible, but unfortunately, Sam being able to talk it out with someone who does practically the same work as he does and gets newer, more helpful ideas was better in the long run.

Unsurprisingly, Sam was the first to initiate the healing of his and giodine's relationship but it wasn't reciprocated. Who would've figured, aye? Giodine kept pushing it back onto him and ignoring any progress that could've been made before. Which was frustrating.

The painting above was 'painted' by giodine, which is sorta where their relationship gets somewhat on an understanding of each other. Giodine gets to take a deep long look into who Sam is and tries to express it but it never fit him, it makes them realize that they never really-- truly got to know him. And all it does for Sam is make him even more confused about his place in giodine’s mind. He figured it's another fluke to get him to do something, so he ends up distancing himself when they start actually reciprocating his friendship advancements.

Suddenly, like a flash, Sam was forced to stay with giodine which is where the majority. I'll explain.

Sam...isn't actually the ruler of hell. Anymore, anyways depending on the timeline. His and purgatory's relationship has always been complicated, she always avoided him, and when they talked she always seemed scared of him. So in the end, they've never been close. Distant. Sam always wanted to talk to her, he made her, but if she didn't want to talk to him he wouldn't force it. But imagine his surprise as Purg singlehandedly took over hell in a hazed frenzy.

And not only that, had a personal vendetta against him!

Well, that would be the only explanation to Sam considering how he ended up broken and barely 'alive' at the hands of her. Horns broken and in tatters, pain and almost obliterated it felt like a hate crime. He didn't know what to do when he made it to the office, Purgatory was creating chaos outside his door and barely being able to breathe he felt like it was the end. So he called giodine. 

Purgatory

She/her

ID: Purgatory is surrounded by flowers that are dark grey and white. The light fades down into a dark green. The light shines down on top of her straight, white hair that has yellow flowers tucked into it.  Her skin is a dark brown and has a orange-ish yellow scar on her shoulder trailing up to her neck. Her skin is also highlighted by the sun. In one of her eyes, her sclera is black with an orangey, glowing iris. As for the other eye it it has a white sclera and the same, glowing orange iris. She has wings for ears, one dark grey and one white along with beige horns. She has a white fabric covering her chest. The frame is gold with white accents, but also has vines and moss crawling up the side. 

(may have goofed a bit and forgot to color the sclera of her other eye white but ignore that pls)

Purgatory was made by Sam and Giodine, but to her it felt like a mistake. Why make someone that you’re going to be terrible to, she believed. Giodine seemed to hate her and eventually made her section almost obsolete because she simply wasn’t able to keep up with the backlog that she wasn’t taught to deal with. Not only that, she didn’t have any help with any of it, it was almost like she was expected to just do it on her own. Until Death came along to help, but that’s not what we’re going to be talking about right now. 

And also, Purgatory is Purgatory yadda, yadda, I wont insult your intelligence.

Giodine’s thought process (other than wanting to be Real Close to Sam and once that thought filtered out, promptly ignored it) was that all the extras that don’t fit in either category of their thought of good and evil they’d go to her. (doesn’t matter cause in Sam's system it filters through ‘levels of assholery’ and depending on how bad you are you either just vibe in the upper city under rule of capitalism and possibly many under paying jobs or being actually tortured for his amusement if you’re just evil. Morally grey. Anyway, it could work p well in heaven if giodine wasn’t such a damn stickler.) But in the end, every day, less and less people ended up in purgatory, leaving her with barely any people and more verbal abuse from giodine who ‘HAS to take them or they would be more dead than they already are’. You see the pain she has to go through, right? 

~Idea section, this is probably not canon anyways so dont take it serious~ 

My thought is that another oc (BA, you may have heard of him idk) takes over simply because Purg took multiple hims from alternative timelines (which isn’t allowed but what’re they gonna do, undead a dead clown? multiple times from multiple timelines???)) because she adored him and they figured ‘well we gotta redo purgatory may as well do it like this’ and make him a demi-dead-god. i think thats a cool idea right? anyhoo

~Idea section over uwu~

Purgatory overall is a fairly timid character, she doesn’t like conflict, is easily overwhelmed, and generally keeps to herself. She doesn’t see the point in being in any drama if she’s just going to be yelled at and scolded even if it’s not about her. The only way i could describe her taking over hell is this: 

She was tired. She was angry and after feeling like nothing was in control or in her hands, she snapped. Why doesn’t she get anything or get to be ‘all powerful’ but they do? She knew if she took on Giodine she’d likely get thrown to the void, but sam? He felt fair game. Considering her fear of both of these gods, she planned and got her courage up to take him over. She had considered negotiations but in the end, she ended up going into a haze and ruining everything in sight. She was more powerful than she thought and once she started, she didn't stop until Death restrained her and Sam was already in pieces at God’s doorstep. 

The aftermath was fuzzy for her and for everyone really. Godine was planning a take back hell while actually worrying for sam, sam was planning for a retirement, and she was being consoled while trying to get in contact with sam to apologize. Giodine wouldn’t dare let her talk to him, until she just showed up in their office. She didn’t have a problem with Sam, honest, she just was going to take shit over, but it got out of control. 

Spoiler, Sam took her apology and they actually became.. somewhat closer after reaching an understanding. 

I wanna say that giodine took them being okay and sam retiring as good as sam did about purg running hell, but they didn’t. Giodine and purgatory actually barely got along in the first place, and only begun ‘working’ on their bitterness toward each other because they both had sam to encourage it. I can’t say for certain if they’ll get better, as theyre both undying and have time, but I’ll just say for now its uncertain. 

Also, Death is Purgatory’s girlfriend after all of that lmao.

And.. yeah, i hope this makes sense and that you like my drawings and ramblings about my lil story in my head, i guess this is my way to develop it without just keeping it to myself cause god forbid i keep things to myself hshsh. If you made it to the end, thank you for taking the time to read and attempting to process everything, and even if you didnt read and just looked to look at my art thank you to!!

I may post some art over on @ghoulishhusbandart cause.. it was my art account before i completely forgot about it but i might reboot it! But if you wan art NEOWWW follow me on insta (ik cringe lmaoo) by the same name as this account @ghoulishhusband​ or just click that insta link! also ignore the fact that giodine is the only one without a portrait, maybe I’ll replace it the next time i draw but im graduating on monday and my dad’s coming TOMORROW?? so i won’t have too much time to do it... but i hope you like my art anyways :]

ok!! ty!! ily!!

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Best Of Me || K.TH ||

Pairing: Kim Taehyung X Reader

Genre: Fluff, tiny bit of Angst, Spy au!

Summary: You've hated Taehyung for as long as you can remembered. But what happens when you're both get teamed up for a mission and Taehyung turns out to not be as bad ad you've expected?

Wordcount: 3.2K ( this was suplosed to be a drabble from like 500- 1k word drabble but it got out of hand oops.)

" You have to be kidding me!" -Your first reaction as you heard the news.

The man across from you smirks.

"C'mon Y/N. You're lucky, not everyone has the luck to get a piece of me."  - Taehyung

You couldn't believe you were assigned as Taehyung's date for this mission.

Yes, this mission was important, but you didn't want to be doing this with him.

" It's only for one mission Y/N. And I have already decided." Namjoon looks at you from beside Taehyung.

" You know that I have something against him, why are you putting us in a team?" You ask him.

" You both may hate each other, but your fighting styles complement each other. And this mission is important. The maknae line of the inner circle is going, and that includes the both of you." Namjoon explains as if it's obvious.

And so you simply huff and walk away while excusing yourself.

Tough it sounds as if you're part of a gang, you're actually part of one if the national spy organisations, Bighit to be exact.

You and Taehyung have been in this organisation since forever, and you've always had a thing against each other.

It started with him beating you on a test, and since then you always had this competition going on.

You had never worked together.

Until two weeks from now.

Taehyung was feeling the opposite of you.

He liked how competitive you were in trying to beat him, but he too tough you could make a good team.

He was excited to work with you, and hoped that you two could maybe become friends. Or maybe more...?

He blushed as the last tough crossed his mind and smiled up at the ceiling.

"What are you smiling about?" Jungkook, his roommate asks as he just came out of the shower.

Taehyung just shakes his head, simply answering him with a 'nothing'.

You go shopping with a few of your frirnds next week.

You don't know what the mission is about yet, but you do know that it's formal, so you use the excuse to go shopping for a dress.

" I ship it." Your best friend states as you told her everything.

" No-"

"Yes, you two look great together. You're just too stubborn to admit it." She says as you roll your eyes.

Your best friend knows you're a spy, in fact she kind of knows everything about you.

" Well what are you waiting for, let's go to that fancy store." She smiles as you both go to the store to try dresses on.

Taehyung happened to be in that same mall too, with his friends Jungkook and Jimin.

He was about to get a suit.

So did Jimin and Jungkook who were also assigned to the mission.

He and the boys walked by the shop you and your best friend were at, when Jimin spotted you.

And Taehyung saw you with a dress on and realized,

You were actually pretty.

Especially when you showed off your curves a bit.

Meanwhile you were complaining about your dress to your best friend.

" Are you serious? I think I might explode with how tight this is." You tell her.

" Fine, try something else on." She huffs at you and you smile back at her.

When you hear the bell of the store, you and your friend both turn to see Taehyung and his boys.

And you just hoped that he would pretend to not know you.

But then he really goes-

" Hi, that's my date and I wondered if you could get us something that matches?" He smiles at the saleslady.

And she smiles and turns to you.

You smile awkwardly and wave to Taehyung trough gritted teeth.

Because you cannot pretend to not know him, considering the fact that you never know when there's other spies around.

" Ah, I see. So this is your date?" The saleslady smiles at you.

And you can see she's excited to put you in something that will match with him.

When she asks you two if any of you prefer a color, you smirk at Taehyung and tell her a soft pink would be nice.

However much to your dissapointment Taehyung smiles at the saleslady too and really goes-

" I don't mind, just whatever color she would like." He winks at you at the end.

And you're so suprised by this that you just blink.

You turn to your best friend for support, and to make it worse, she too winks at you.

Before she does the absolute worse.

" The boys and I have a few errands to run, so we'll meet you two later." She smiles before taking Jimin and Jungkook with her.

You don't know if this is a good or bad thing.

You can't believe she really abandons you like this.

The saleslady is so happy that she ends up showing you and Taehyung a bunch of dresses.

And you realize that this will feel more like you're trying on wedding dresses or something.

You get a certain feeling on the tough of getting married to him, and you don't really know if that's disgust or something more passionate.

You think some of the dresses are very nice, but Taehyung doesn't, and you end up fitting a few of the ones he and you agree on.

The first few dresses you try are a no for you.

The third dress is a no from him.

But the fourth dress, takes both of your breath away.

It's a baby pink dress with lace on the top and it kind of sprinkels into a soft flowy skirt.

You end up picking that one before helping Taehyung pick out his suit.

You end up being a bit more picky about his suit fitting, just because.

He ends up only fitting two suits.

One white one, and altough he did look good in it, he disagrees.

Because, " It's not matchy enough with her dress." He really said.

And the saleslady finds it so cute that she abandons you two for a moment.

You and Tae are both shook because of her sudden dissapearance.

But a moment later she comes back with a white suit jacket which had the same lace design on one part of the jacket.

The lace was coincidentally also a light pink.

He tries it on, and this one looks even better on him.

He ends up picking that one.

When you look at the saleslady with a quistioning look, she kind of just smiles sadly and suddenly drops a tear.

And then she tells you two.

" They were supposed to be for my daughter and her prom date, I designed them myself. But they passed away in an accident before they could see them." She said.

And you and Taehyung switch glances.

Because even tough the moment feels magical, you two were still faking the relationship.

You open your mouth to stutter something out, but Taehyung beats you to it.

" Are you sure you want to give this to us?" He asks.

She nods.

" Yes, in fact I'm proud to give them to you two." She smiles almost motherly.

You two decide to both pay half of the prices.

And the lady smiles as you two leave, even waving you off.

Taehyung takes you hand and pulls you a tiny bit closer as you walk away from the store as you two leave to search for your friends.

And suprisingly, you don't mind it.

And therefore don't stop him.

The next time you two see each other is when there's a meeting about the mission.

Namjoon is happy that you two seemed to have stopped arguing, and catches Taehyung sneak a few peeks at you.

He tells you what the mission is, and it's less easy as what you had hoped for.

You hoped that you would stop some kind of deal or something.

But no.

The mansion the party is at has a lot of rooms, and the people there often use them to hook up.

Your part of the mission is to have a man by the name of Michael in one specific room, and to knock him out.

Taehyung's job is to protect you for when things go south without being spotted.

You two will stay in a hotel for three  days.

Starting the day before the party, to act as if you're from America.

Jimin and Jungkook both have different missions, tough at the same party.

After that meeting, you realize Taehyung had started working out more.

You realize it because he's almost always in the gym as you are.

And he's gotten bit bulkier, which you accidentally realize on your way to your seat in the plane.

You were originally seated next to Jungkook, but he had swapped tickets with Taehyung because

" It'd be better if we act as couples now already." - His words.

If you were still the same person as before the shopping trip, you would have hated you life now, or had threatened Jungkook.

But you don't, because ever since that shopping trip, Taehyung has started looking at you with a different look in his eyes.

You do too, but you don't realize it.

Your best friend did when you found her by the food court later in the shopping trip, and hasn't stopped teasing you ever since.

Anyway, you realized Taehyung had really bulked up, because some guy almost knocked you over in the small space between the seats in the plane.

And you fall straight into Taehyung, who doesn't budge and catches you.

Literally, he doesn't move a centimeter.

He smiles at you between his arms.

And he really goes:

" It appears you have fallen for me." He bites his lip.

You just smack him on his side, where one of your arms is awkwardly stuck.

And realize he's toned there too.

You try to ignore it

" Don't flatter yourself." You mumble as you wringle yourself out of his grip.

He just winks at you and sits down in his seat.

The plane ride goes without a problem

You do fall asleep though, your head falling on Taehyung's shoulder.

He was watching a movie while you were falling asleep.

But once he feels your weight on his shoulder, and turns to see you asleep, he decides to join you.

And so he makes himself comfortable, grabs you hand and joins you in your slumber.

When you wake up you've almost landed.

And when you try to lift your head you realize you can't.

When you see Taehyung's hair in front of your eyes, and smell his cologne, you realize it's him.

You don't mind it, and realize right then and there, that you might like him.

Especially when you see your two hands intertwined and like the feeling of it being gently held by him.

You wake him up five minutes later, and strangely enough, he listens.

You were suprised he did, because you've heard from Jungkook, who's also his roommate, that Taehyung's often hard to wake up.

When you get off the plane and grab your bags, it's already midnight.

And by the time you're finally in the hotel room, it's three in the morning.

And you're roommates with Taehyung, but you don't really give a damn at this tine of the night.

So you just get changed into your sleepwear and brush your teeth before lying down on the bed.

Taehyung joins you after doing his nightly routine and smiles at you.

" You look cute like this." He mutters to you,  pecking your forehead.

You just grumble in response, and before you can say think of the meaning behind his actions he turns off the light  and wishes you a goodnight.

The next day is full of training and acting casual.

The day after is the day of the mission.

And you're a little nervous, but so is everyone else.

When you wake up, the first thing you see is Taehyung shirtless.

And you blush and act like you're asleep again.

" I know you're awake." Taehyung tells you after a few moments and you keep quiet.

" Stop acting, you can't be this pink because of a dream." Taehyung tells you, and you can practically hear his smirk.

And so you groan and get up.

When you open your eyes again, Taehyung's still not wearing a shirt.

He sees you glancing at his chest and to your suprise he just smirks at you and goes

" Like what you see? Well don't worry, I'm all yours girlfriend."

You don't know if you should take him serious or not.

Until 2 in the afternoon you train together.

Afterwards you each shower before going to grab dinner.

Jungkook and the others are down in the restaurant while you and Tae are in the mood for takeout.

So you get some from a nearby Mackey D's.

And eat together in the hotel room.

It's comfortable and feels kind of domestic.

You both watch a movie while eating.

Princess and the frog to be precise. ( it's your favorite.)

And you're once again so far pulled into the movie, you don't see Taehyung stealing glances and smiling softly at you.

Until he suddenly stands up from a side chair and walks over to you once he's done eating and lifts your legs, who were thrown comfortably on the couch, on his lap.

He moves your empty food boxes on the table too and simply holds your hand and smiles at you before letting your interwined hands rest in your lap.

You look at him for a moment and he takes that as a negative reaction.

But when he tries to pull his hand away from yours, you hold onto him.

" So what are we now exactly?" You ask, because you know he won't break the comfortable silence.

" Well, I don't know. But I would like to tey dating after tonight."

He tells you softly as he just stares shyly at your still intertwined hands.

You realize that this was probably the first time you've seen him so shy.

" I'd like that." You blush while telling him.

You both smile and stare at each other for a moment before returning to watching the movie.

And by the time the movie's done, it's time to get ready.

And you dissapear in the bathroom to do your makeup, your dress is also hanging there so you'll change in there and Taehyung will get changed in the main part of the hotelroom.

You decide on a soft natural look as the dress is popping enough.

When you're done you put your hair in a fancy bun with a fancy little necklace like thing around it.

When you put your dress on, you get stuck on a certain part of th dress' zipper.

You realize you'll need Tae to help you with it.

And so you knock on the bathroom door and ask him if he's done.

He tells you he is, and when you open the door he really isn't yet.

He's still working on a few buttons of his shirt, but looks up from his blouse when he hears the door open.

" Can you zip me up? It seems like it's stuck." You ask him.

He smiles at you and nods as you turn around.

And after messing with it, he zips it all the way.

He steps back as you turn around and smiles brightly at you.

" You look beautiful." He smiles as he bites his lip and looks you up and down.

You blush and thank him.

" Aren't you supposed to do your blouse?" You wink at him as he stops drooling over you.

" Right."

And then you watch him struggle with his tie once he's all buttoned up.

For like five minutes.

You decide to help him out once he starts thinking about tying the tie in a bowtie and considering to go like that.

" Thanks. Where'd you learn to do this?" He asks as he watches you tie it.

" My brother's stubborn, so I used to do it for him." You shrugg and he nods.

Afterwards you both go down to the lobby of the hotel and meet the others there.

Everyone looks beautiful and together you move to the garage where you have three cars standing.

One for you and Tae, another for Jimin and his 'date' and another for Jungkook, who's going as bachelor.

You're all tense, because this is an important mission and none of you want to mess this up.

"Well, we'll see each other around." Jungkook mutters before moving to the Mercedes.

You arrive way to fast for your liking, and Taehyung parks the Peugeot Onyx before jogging over to your side of the car and helping you out, being a true gentleman.

" Are you ready?" He asks you as you both stand in front of the mansion.

You take a deep breath before nodding and walking up the stairs with him.

The first bit of the night goes easy for both of you.

It's really just staying close to each other and letting Taehyung do most of the talking.

But then the suspect arrives and you force yourself to relax under his disgusting stare.

And greet him with a forced smile as he greets you while checking you out with no shame.

You feel Taehyung tighten his grip on you.

And you glance at him to try and get him to calm down.

Getting the man in the spot you want him too is easier than both of you have realized.

Because he's more stupid than anyone you've ever met as you manage to lead him on with just a wink and nodding in the direction of the stairs as you 'excuse yourself to go to the bathroom'.

Taehyung gets the clue and excuses himself 'to get some drinks'.

On the way to the room ( second in the right hallway on the second floor),the man tries to push you up against the wall more than once.

Luckily you manage to slip from his grip by simple touches like running your fingers over his jaw.

And once you step in the room, the man follows, but is soon knocked out by Taehyung who was standing behind the door.

And you huff because,

" We could have asked him questions before sending him off you know."

But he simply scoffs in return.

" We can do that later, I don't like the way he was looking you up earlier."

And that was an answer you didn't expect.

However before you could react, both Jungkook and Jimin run into the room.

" We'll explain later, for now we have to go!" Jimin tells the both of you.

And you and Taehyung share glances before following after Jimin, his date and Jungkook, leaving the suspect behind.

Jimin doesn't explain anything until all of you are in Jungkook's hotelroom.

However, the words that leave his mouth are beyond what both you and Taehyung could have ever expected.

Because, " Bighit is taken over by JYP. Namjoon and Jin made it out, but I believe that we're the last hope currently standing."

And none of you know what to do.

-

Btw this was the dress I had in mind and the way her hair was styled:

[fuckyeahhiccuphaddock]

My Boy (Don't Love Me Like He Promised) - HTTYD - DagCup - Chapter One

TITLE: My Boy (Don't Love Me Like He Promised)

CHAPTER #: one.

MODERN AU: ON ✔

DESCRIPTION: years after being rejected by Hiccup Haddock in highschool, Dagur finds himself late at night at the now twenty year old's house, roughened up after an alleyway beating.

TAGS: some mild angst, longfic, not a oneshot, dagcup (hiccupxdagur), httyd, how to train your dragon.

GENRE: fanfiction

LANGUAGE: English

COPYRIGHT: characters do not belong to me. all rights reserved © to dreamworks and cressida cowell. plot is all rights reserved © "fuckyeahhiccuphaddock" 2019.

MATURE RATING: ON ✔ contains mature themes, such as strong language, sexuality, mild descriptions of violence, and other themes.

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FIND MY SECOND HTTYD ACCOUNT:

2ND NOTE: this story is not beta read.

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his breaths were ragged, and his chest moved with each one he took. puffs of white circled the air, disappearing in seconds. his foot nudged something heavy, one of the bodies that laid by his feet. not bodies, per say, considering these people weren't dead, but merely unconscious. he would have found the sight endearing and sadistically satisfying if it weren't for the fact he was practically a wet dog and the blood of his wounds was seeping through his clothes.

with an irritated grunt, he pulled his jacket off himself, holding it above his head. it made him even colder, but he wouldn't be able to focus on where to go if the rain kept beating down on him. the streets were beginning to flood. now was not a good time to be out. there was a gash on his right eyebrow, he knew that for sure. and a cut on his left thigh, left there perfunctorily by one of the men who decided to jump him. he was sure he had a couple of bruises on his torso as well.

now, it wasn't that dagur was weak -- because he sure as hell wasn't, but there had been a lot of people who decided to catch him by surprise. he fought them off, of course, but not without a couple of marks himself. he began walking, footsteps making the water splash below, and his eyes landed on the sight of a bus stop. there were two benches, accompanied by a roof and thin, hole poked walls on each side, but it'd have to do for now, at least until he found out where the hell he was.

he clawed for his phone that was deep in his pocket, tried turning it on, hoping miraculously, it would work despite it being completely drenched. the screen only remained black, and dagur couldn't help but growl -- stupid fucking 20$ phones. he shoved it back into his pocket.

he stood back up again, running a hand through his untamed hair. a kid had once ran up to him and told him he resembled hercules, from the disney movie. dagur himself didn't really see the similarity, but hey, kids had wild imaginations, and he didn't really want to put that to a halt. he started walking again, hands holding up his jacket.

it seemed like he'd walked for miles before he found a street sign. he had to squint through the rain to see it before reading it -- Escobar, is what it said. why had that sounded familiar?

despite not knowing why it held such an influence on him, he took the turn and went down the street. by the look of these houses, he was in the suburbs, with nicely trimmed grass and cleared sidewalks. he was sure it'd look a lot better one the sky cleared up, and it wasn't raining.

he was beginning to know where he was. yeah, he knew what this place was. wasn't associated personally, but hell if he didn't know it. he'd visited a few times, and at this point he knew the way back to his shitty, run-down apartment, but he hadn't seen hiccup haddock in what had been literal years. he didn't know what time it was, knew it was late and likely that hiccup wasn't going to answer the door, but at this point dagur didn't think there was much that mattered in his life, other than gambling, the occasional drink and the brooding in late night hours.

he let out a breath that he didn't realize he had been holding, and it made a white puff of air. he dragged his feet towards the light grey, almost bluish porch. he took a step up one of the stairs and knew he'd leave a muddy footprint, but it wasn't anything he couldn't clean after. really, there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for hiccup haddock; even though the guy had broken his heart without knowing how much it hurt. it was in the past, but the memory was still so fresh in his mind; like popping a mint into your mouth. overpowering and sensual.

before he knew it he was at the door. it was a pale white, and he distantly heard the sound of a windchime. dagur lifted a calloused hand, curled it into a fist and had about to knock. there was something stopping him but he couldn't place what.

he'd knocked anyways, and standing there left him feeling both exhausted and anxious. weariness was started to settle on him, and his wounds were beginning to hurt now that his adrenaline had died down completely. upon his first knock there was no sound; no shuffling footprints, just silence.

"come on, hiccup," he whispered, giving another, stronger knock. "open up. please."

minutes passed and he had been about to leave; but the there was a thud from inside the house. dagur froze in his tracks, and he swore he saw the blinds of the windows twitched. after that, there was another, long pause of silence.

there was the sound of a lock, and dagur almost let go a sigh of relief. he hoped hiccup still lived here, and that he wasn't knocking on a stranger's house -- but then he decided that idea was a stupid one. if it was a stranger, the door wouldn't have opened at all.

hiccup looked different from highschool, dagur realized instantly. the scrawny, curled in on himself kid didn't look like that at all. hiccup's posture was open; confident than it had been before. he was slouching slightly, but dagur simply guessed it was because he was drowsy with sleep; and he was correct. hiccup's head was messy, tiny hairs sticking in every direction, and bags under his eyes that wouldn't be noticeable if you really looked. although he had just woken from sleeping, he still had his day clothes on; a black long sleeve and rumpled jeans adorning his body. a digital watch accompanied his left wrist; it was a sight to behold after years of not seeing him.

"dagur?" hiccup questioned, and god, it was so good to hear his voice after so long, so good to see him after such a long period of time. hiccup may have rejected him back in highschool, but dagur would be lying if he said hiccup haddock didn't have a specific, (albeit cliché) place in his heart. he couldn't help but stare. "what are you doing here? actually, what happened to your head?"

and too soon for his taste, dagur was snapping out of his thoughts. he gave a low chuckle from within his chest, rubbing the back of his neck. "it's a long story," he admitted quietly, glancing into emerald eyes. "could i come inside, please?"

hiccup shifted, giving a sigh and stuffing the hand that wasn't holding the door into his pocket. "dagur, i don't really think that's a good idea-"

"please," he responded, cutting hiccup off. "i'll be out of your hair by morning, hiccup... i'm freezing and my head hurts." saying that he would be gone so soon made his chest ache in protest.

hiccup squinted at him, silent for a good long moment before nodding slowly. "alright, dagur. just put your shoes there on the porch. don't want my floor covered with mud," he said, leaving the door open and retreating within the depth of his home.

without hesitation, dagur did as the other said. he toed his shoes off, and his socks, considering everything below his ankles was drenched. he left his jacket outside, too, letting it hang over the light besides the door before following hiccup inside, letting the door shut behind himself with a quiet thud.

he wasn't given any time to really look around the room before there was something soft being pressed into his hands. his green eyes flickered downwards, and in his palms was a soft, grey blanket.

"I'll get you some clothes," hiccup said. he'd been about to turn away before dagur spoke again.

"your clothes aren't going to fit me, hiccup."

"I wouldn't have guessed," the other said sarcastically, and dagur had been slightly relieved that his humour hadn't gone anywhere. he almost cracked a smile. "but you're cold. I'll get them for you anyways."

and like that, hiccup was gone. dagur didn't realize how tightly his fist had curled around the blanket, not until he found his hand loosening and a soreness in his knuckles. with a quiet sigh, he turned away as well and let his eyes scan the rest of the room.

the walls were a light grey, and it would have looked depressing if there weren't any sort of pictures hung up on them. upon entering the house, dagur's feet were met with warm, cream coloured carpet. to his left was a dark grey couch, and a transparent, glass coffee table in the middle. right across from it was a flatscreen TV; and dagur was just realizing how luxurious the house really was.

there was a fireplace, too. it wasn't lit, but it was there. on top of the fireplace was a brown shelf, holding two pictures on either side and in the center a little bowl filled with fake leaves, likely just for decor. dagur let himself draw closer to the pictures, and picked up the nearest one.

it was hiccup, but younger. hiccup in high school, he realized. but it wasn't just him, no, there was someone else in the picture. a blonde girl, and she looked all too familiar, and dagur knew who she was instantly. how could he not? this was the same girl who stole hiccup's heart as his own was shattered.

Astrid Hofferson. she looked the same as he remembered. both her arms were wrapped around his neck, eyes fluttered closed and a happy smile on her face as she was kissing hiccup's cheek. his heart sank into his own chest, and dagur hated the feeling.

hiccup was there, smiling with joy. he looked like he was laughing, if anything. behind them was what seemed to be a Ferris wheel, and dagur guessed that they were on a date at the carnival. his grip tightened on the frame of the picture, and he set it back into its original place before he broke it out of anger.

it should've been him in that photo. not Astrid.

slight guilt overcame him with that thought. it shouldn't have mattered who hiccup was with; as long as he was happy. and dagur told himself that too many times to count, yet he couldn't help the raw, sheer rage that came along with the thought of hiccup being with anyone other than him. it made him angry, and ridiculously so. he'd watched them too many times have fun together, while he was stuck on the sidelines, wondering why the hell hiccup had chosen her instead of him.

although, the picture made him distantly wonder where she was now. had they stayed together after highschool? was she just merely upstairs, asleep in hiccup's bed?

with a shaky exhale through his nose, dagur took a step back before he really grew unstable. he looked at another photo, and this time it was of hiccup and his father at graduation. stoick wore a fond smile, and he radiated how proud he was, even though it was just a photo. hiccup wore a black cap and gown, holding his certificates. the sight made dagur crack a tiny smile. he hadn't been there for the ceremony, but surprisingly, he had graudated.

"those are old memories," hiccup said from behind. dagur turned, still holding onto the blanket he was given. "here." he stuck out a fresh pair of clean clothes and dagur took them gratefully.

"thanks," dagur muttered in return, tossing the blanket over his shoulder, biting back his tongue so he wouldn't ask what had happened to astrid. "where's your restroom?"

hiccup gestured upstairs, rubbing one of his eyes. "first door to your right. when you're done, come back down here and i'll uh. tend your injuries."

"sure," dagur responded, despite his need to ask questions, but he could ask those once he wasn't a wet dog anymore. there was an awkward pause of silence before dagur turned and headed upstairs.

the carpet became wood once he was up. dagur had found the restroom wth ease, but there was just something naghing at him -- he wanted desperately to check.

he let the clothes and the blanket rest on the counter of the restroom, and he took a step to the door at the end of the hall, which was creaked open just slightly.

dagur peaked through the crack, opening the door just slightly more, giving himself a better view. it was hiccup's room, for sure -- and he glanced towards the bed, nearly shouting in relief when there was no other body in it.

there was a movement from the corner of his eye, but before he'd been given the chance to move, there was a large, black blob that was heading straight for him, all speed and power.

dagur shouted once the thing hit his face, his hands reaching up to grab at it. the thing let out a loud, screeching "yowl!", and there was a sudden, sharp pain at his eye.

he heard footsteps racing up the stairs, and at this point he had ran into something -- probably a desk, he couldn't see a damn thing -- and then there was hiccup's voice coming from into the room, "toothless!" hands were on top of dagur's own, and the black mass was wrenched away from his face, followed by a hiss sound.

dagur was too preocupied with the pain on his face to really pay attention. he raced out the room and back towards the restroom, fastily turning the light on, muttering strings of curses before he finally looked up at the mirror, letting his hand fall from his face.

his expression dropped at the sight. three claw marks were at his eye, diagnol and bleeding red. his jaw clenched at the pain, bringing his hand up and giving it a gentle touch before letting out a low growl. fuck, it stung, and he wanted to know what in the hell had done it. his face was fucked for life -- that much he was certain of.

"dagur? dagur, are you okay?" hiccup's voice drew near, and his teeth began to ache from how hard he set his jaw. he noticed hiccup standing at the doorway thanks to the mirror, and he turned abruptly to face the other, almost as if saying, ' do i LOOK okay? '

"o-oh gods. your eye!" hiccup shouted, and dagur couldn't help the snarl leave from his throat. his gaze drifted down and his (good) eye narrowed, pointing at the black mass hiccup currently held in his hands.

"what. the hell," dagur started, "is that?" he said, voice dripping of venom. suddenly the mass shifted and there were green eyes and dialated black pupils staring ferociously straight at him, and then he knew what it was -- a cat. a damn cat. hiccup had a fucking guard cat in his room!

"first of all, it is a he," hiccup said return, and dagur's (good) eye twitched irkingly. "and his name's toothless."

"well, excuse me," dagur said, glaring at the animal hiccup craddled as it if were a stuffed animal, "that i am so rude, even though he scratched my face!"

"you were tresspasing," hiccup said, like it provided any justification. "you were in my room, weren't you? or trying to peak inside, at least?"

"you're saying i deserve this?!"

"i wouldn't go that far."

at those words, dagur made a highly frustrated noise. "okay, you know what? fine! i'm going to change, and then you are going to tend to this," dagur gestured to his face, and to the rest of his wounds. after that, he didn't give hiccup a time to respond, shutting the door promptly in the cat's face.

it was going to be a hell of a night.

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sunsets ♡ (san fluff)

you guys this is my very first fic, please be nice to meeeee ~

Word Count: 1,815

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It had been quite literally the most stressful week you've had in awhile. You've been working overtime at the cafe and spending wisely to save up and move to Seoul to be with your best friend who left 2 months prior. You were both offered to be accepted into an amazing dance company but you unfortunately didn't have enough money to leave right away like your best friend, Miya did. She offered to stay behind and wait until you could go together but you refused in fear of holding her back just because you weren't the best at managing your money. So here you were two months later working yourself too hard and barely enjoying anything you used to. No dancing, no painting, no listening to music or just walking in your favorite park as the sun was setting.

It's was about 5 pm and though you wanted to stay on the clock longer, your manager who was usually very strict, noticed that you looked extremely exhausted. She told you to take the rest of the day off and take it easy so you would be well rested and energized for your next shift. It was very unlike her to do something like this so you realized it was probably for the best. You finished your side work duties, clocked out and made your way outside for the short walk home.

As you began walking, an overwhelming urge to stay out a little longer came to you when you noticed the sun was soon to set and the sky was a mix of orange and soft pink. Though your feet disagreed to a longer walk, you ignored the soreness and began a different path to your favorite park.

The air was cool and soothing to your skin and you felt yourself starting to loosen up and relax with every step you took. As you arrived you noticed that it wasn't very crowded as usual and your favorite spot under a tall oak tree was calling to you. The spot was on a small hill and always made the best view for sunsets. You'd find yourself at this spot often when you needed to get away from everything or when you wanted inspiration whether it be for your paintings or dancing. This was the place that felt so much like home to you. As you sat down on the soft patch of grass near the tree you all of a sudden began to feel emotional. You were drained and unhappy. You had been avoiding those feelings for months but something about sitting there made you feel everything at once and so heavily. Maybe it was because this was the only place you felt at ease, even if it would only last awhile.

The sun was beginning to set and the sky never looked so beautiful. The wind gently caressed your face as you sat quietly feeling waves of emotions come and go when you sensed someone approaching near you. Being someone who mostly traveled alone you felt a surge of anxiety for a split second before you turned to face the stranger. He seemed to be nervous and held a quite worried expression on his soft features. As he slowly bent down to your level you noticed just how beautiful he was. You could barely process what was going on when he finally spoke.

"I-I'm very sorry to bother you but I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

For whatever reason you suddenly didn't know how to speak words. All you could focus on was how soft he spoke and how handsome he was. When you saw his worried expression grow you finally answered

"Ah...yes i'm okay. It's just been a tough few weeks."

After hearing you finally speak his features began to soften.

"Do you mind if I sit here with you for awhile? The view looks the prettiest from this spot but if that makes you uncomfortable, I will leave you alone right away."

"No, that's okay. I don't mind at all." you managed to get out. Something about him made you feel at ease and you couldn't seem to stop looking at him. He seemed to notice and smiled softly at you. That's when your heart fell into the bottom of your stomach. His smile. Dimples so prominent and his eyes smiled along with the curve of his lips. The sunset truly had nothing on his smile.

"What's your name?" he said still smiling at you.

"My name is Y/n."

"Ah, what a cute name. I like it. It fits you well! My name is San." he replied shyly.

"I apologize again if I'm bothering you but you just... I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I usually don't just walk up on strangers, I promise."

"You're not bothering me, I just wasn't expecting it. Thank you for checking in on me and I-I like your name too." you smiled softly but mentally cursed yourself for stuttering. He seemed relieved that he wasn't intruding and turned to look at the sky for a moment and then he looked back at you.

"I also apologize for my english. I'm not fluent but I've been practicing everyday." he said hesitantly. You hadn't really noticed because he spoke so well but he did have a tiny accent you were unfamiliar with and you thought it was cute.

"You sound really good though! Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?" You wanted to know more about him but didn't want to seem too eager.

"I'm from South Korea. I'm here with my group members for a week to train. Today we managed to finish a bit early so I thought I would explore around a bit."

"Group members? Are you guys dancers?"

You were really interested to learn more about San. He was making you feel something you couldn't quite understand yet.

"You could say that." he smiled cutely and you felt your heart do that thing again. His expression quickly changed to a more concerned one and he seemed to think carefully before he spoke.

"Y/n...I was wondering if I could learn more about you or maybe just listen. If you need to talk. I thought you were crying earlier and I didn't want you to feel like you were alone. Even though I'm a stranger I'd like to make you feel better if I can."

"I'd like that. You can ask me anything" you said smiling warmly at him letting him know you really meant it.

"Hmmm, tell me your favorite f-" he began but was cut off by his phone going off. He looked at his screen, seeming a bit disappointed before looking back at you.

"My members need me to head back for dinner soon." he sighed and you could tell he didn't want to leave.

"That's okay. I should probably head home before it gets too late."

"Should I walk with you? It's getting dark and you shouldn't be walking alone this late." he said worryingly.

"No that's okay! I was actually going to take a cab just to be safe." you smiled at him.

"Okay then I'll wait with you until they get here." You nodded and for the next ten minutes you two walked around as he tried to get to know you. You told him how you wanted to be a choreographer in the future and how you loved to paint and draw. He listened to you so intently never looking away and smiling at how you spoke with so much passion about the things you wanted to do. You were just finishing telling him some of your favorite foods when your cab arrived. As he walked you over, you began to feel a little worried. Talking to San made you feel light and at ease. He was genuinely interested in what you were telling him and every time he smiled at you, you thought you might melt. Is it normal to feel this way towards someone you just met? What if you never see him again? He seemed to notice that you were thinking about something and softly called out to you.

"Hey," he said as his eyes carefully studied your face "I was wondering if...if I could maybe give you my number? I won't be here much longer but I'd like to spend more time with you before I go." He was being so shy. It was fucking adorable.

You smiled and gave him your phone so he could type in his number. Before he gave it back to you he lifted it in front of his face and took the cutest selfie and you thought you might stop breathing right then and there.

"Will you text me when you get home so I know you're safe?" he smiled as he handed your phone back to you.

"Of course I will. Thank you for listening to me. I don't talk about myself much so I hope it wasn't too..." before you could even finish he gently grabbed your hand.

"Seriously Y/n, I could listen to you talk for hours. I'm glad I had the courage to speak with you and see you smile. You looked so sad earlier and I just felt like I needed to listen to you." You could barely remember how to breathe. His hand felt so soft and warm and he looked so genuine. He meant what he was saying to you and you couldn't help but smile.

He opened the cab door for you and didn't let go of your hand until you were fully inside. "Don't forget to message me when you get home safely." he smiled. Why was his smile so bright?

"I won't forget, I promise" you assured him as the driver started the car. It was time to go but you didn't want to. You were just looking at each other for a moment before he softly said goodbye to you and closed the door.

As promised once you got inside your apartment and let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, you pulled out your phone and searched for his contact. He put his name in your phone as 'San☀️' and you thought he couldn't get and cuter until you saw the selfie he had taken for his contact picture. It was a good thing he couldn't see your face because you were positive you were smiling dumbly and your cheeks were burning.

"Hey San :) it's Y/n. I'm home safely! I hope you got home okay as well."

Not even a minute later and your phone buzzed making you jump a little.

"I'm so happy you got home okay. I did as well, don't worry :)Thank you for today. Please get some rest and I'll message you tomorrow okay? I'm glad I met you, Y/n. You have a beautiful smile. Sweet dreams."