#and her love would be genuine and overflowing etc etc

[roobylavender]

had talia not been character assassinated do you think she and bruce should have gotten back together?

no. i hate to use the word "phase" bc that would seem to diminish the importance of what's between them, which is something that will always persist esp as their continued dedication to the same causes and their respect for each other remains. but i do think realistically bruce should be a phase in talia's life. at least in terms of consummated romances specifically. i do love the idea of them remaining allies, close friends, and co-parents, but i think allowing talia to walk away from ra's and bruce in the first place has to stand for something in the long term. before talia went her own way i think it was easier to imagine a potential future where she ended up with bruce bc it felt like the desirable option. she was in this very debilitating position where she had little to no freedom to act on her own desires and goals, the embodiment of which was none other than bruce. so when you frame her situation pre-tower of babel, obv wanting to be with bruce was appealing. he was as much the love of her life as he was a means of escape and freedom and talia having the scope to then act on her own desires. i think that's what subsequently makes dc #750 (or is it #570. i never get the numbers straight and i'm too lazy to check) a really clever issue, actually, bc it acknowledges that and the fact that bruce once again setting her free bc of his love for her actually gives her the courage to step out on her own where she never has before. the fact that she has the option to go back to gotham with bruce and presumably have everything she's ever wanted with him, but she leaves it anyway, is a really huge deal. it's a statement. she loves him, but not more than she loves herself. and sure, what talia puts herself through during lex corp era certainly begs the question of whether her version of loving herself is really viable or in any way healthy, and i would love to see bruce help her recognize that she's not alone and that she doesn't have to do it alone to prove that she's capable. all of this i agree with. but i don't think that really means she and bruce have to fall back on their once-imagined dream of playing house. even if talia did find methods of going about her work that were mentally healthier i don't really know what'd be in it for her to play house with bruce in gotham. bc that is what it would have to be, for their relationship to work in any way. bruce will never leave gotham and son of the demon didn't need to explore that issue bc it was never going to get there but trust that corny as the line about naming the baby thomas or martha was it was reflective of a reality: gotham is bruce's entire life. no matter where he goes, no matter what he does, no matter who he works with, in the end he will always belong to gotham. and i simply do not think that would ever work for talia bc there is so much more she is capable of. while her vision is aligned with bruce's her scope of access and ability is entirely distinct of his own and there is so much more that she can do aside from relegate herself to gotham (hence why lex corp as an arc makes so much sense, bc it capitalizes on that scope). and yeah every superhero couple is kinda crazy and they have teleportation and shit but idk i don't think it's really a relationship for each party to go on long missions with ill-defined parameters that give them the worst sleep schedules known to man and occasionally they share a bed. it really isn't. and that's something that bruce and talia have to live with. their duty is always going to come first even though they both have a passion for civilian life. for talia to be in a relationship again she would have to stop having the liberty of being able to go wherever the work carries her and for bruce to be in a relationship again he would have to have the equivalent of a robin-wife. neither of these things is ever going to happen. so

[actiniumwrites]

kiss me (not)

synopsis: how they’d react when you dodge/ wipe off their kisses for a day as a prank

characters: gaming, kujou sara, heizou, tighnari, cyno, kaveh, and lyney x gn!reader

warnings: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, some humor, established relationships, etc

notes: i love this prompt so much omg. i’ve read a lot of fics other people have written for different fandoms and i’m actually shocked i haven’t written it before considering i eat it up every time (especially when there’s some angst 🫠)

gaming:

the first time he sees you wipe off his kiss, something in him dies a little, especially when you don’t say anything after he asks if you’re okay

so he starts doubting himself and compensating for where he may went wrong

maybe he had bad breath? or you weren’t having a good day today?

he hates that he doesn’t know what he did wrong, and even worse, why you keep doing it throughout the day

you only stop when you see the way he genuinely starts beating himself up over it, deciding it wasn’t funny anymore and honestly never was

“it was a prank,” you nudge him softly, regret overflowing from your voice, “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. i shouldn’t have kept it going for so long.”

a relieved breathe and a small smile from him follow right after. you can tell he’s still a bit stuck on the whole thing, but deep down, he’s just grateful he didn’t screw up somewhere because there’s no way in hell gaming would ever let himself lose you

“it’s okay,” he breathes out, clutching your hand a little tighter than usual, “just please, don’t do it again, okay?”

kujou sara:

to say she’s confused is an understatement

she’ll immediately backtrack to make sure she actually just saw that correctly. did you really just wipe off her kiss?

so she goes in for another one, and sure enough, you dodge her this time and send her a quick goodbye before slipping out of the house and running off to work

it legitimately ruins her whole day. she can’t even function at work because it’s all she can think about

and by the time she’s home at night, she’s already tired and just wants you but she’s also too afraid that maybe she did something to upset you

fortunately for her, you spare her of the prank knowing your girlfriend well enough to know that the second she walks through the door she had a shitty day

so you apologize and tell her it was just a prank and you didn’t mean any harm

and she wants to be so mad at you for it, but literally can’t no matter how hard she tries so instead she just gives in and gets the kiss she’s been thinking about all day

heizou:

he realizes right away what you’re doing and finds it rather amusing

so he’ll play along too, not trying to kiss you at all and even going a step further and not showing you any sort of physical attention

try to hold his hand? not happening. hugging him? not a chance

and it ends up becoming a competition, because what can you say? you’re both competitive people

goes on until the end of the day and only ends when you’re both too tired to keep it up

“you’re no fun, you know?” you poke his chest as you tiredly lean against him

he smiles down at you, “how so? i let you play your little pranks, didn’t i? i even played along.”

you just scoff and scoot away, tucking yourself into the warm blankets and ignoring his teasing

but then he’ll grab you and pull you into his chest, giving into you, “fine. next time i’ll give you the reaction you want. happy now?”

tighnari:

the opposite of heizou: he’s very unamused, and is very aware of what’s going on.

as soon as you back away from him after he tries to kiss you, his face falls into a deadpan and he crosses his arms menacingly

“i’ll have you know i don’t find pranks like these very funny,” he’ll immediately tell you off, not wanting to act so childishly when it comes to affection

tighnari cares a lot about people, whether he shows it or not, so to have you pretend to dodge it upsets him — even if it is meant to be a mere lighthearted prank

so you apologize instantly, feeling a little bad over the whole ordeal, “it’s just a prank, you know? i thought it would be funny to see how you’d react.”

definitely the kind of person to feel a little bashful and guilty for overreacting over something so silly, but also doesn’t want to admit it

so he’ll just silently kiss you and act like nothing happened, secretly hoping you’ll never try to pull something like that again

cyno:

at first, he thinks it’s kinda funny since he always plays jokes. however, i think he’s similar to tighnari in the sense that he also takes a little offense to it

like, he knows it’s a joke, but he just can’t help feeling a little hurt over it

“is something the matter?” he’ll ask while you’re both on the way to meet with friends. you shake your head no, fighting a smile

defeatedly, he leaves it at that, knowing you won’t budge. he’ll feel miserable the entire time and won’t stop thinking about how you won’t give the prank up, even in front of your friends

and when you both leave for the night, he crosses his arms and confronts you as you both walk home, “it isn’t funny.”

“what isn’t funny?”

“your prank. it isn’t funny. i don’t like the way you’re avoiding kissing me,” he says bluntly. it makes your heart sink into your stomach a bit, admittedly starting to feel a bit bad

so you apologize and work everything out, telling him you got the idea from alhaitham who was curious to see how he’d react in a situation like that — that, and he felt like pissing cyno off for a day, but you didn’t need to know that part

he’ll get frustrated, but is glad it’s all settled. he’ll also be extra affectionate throughout the next week, feeling as if he somehow lost time with you

kaveh:

gets so offended omg he will literally hate you

the first time you do it, his jaw drops to the floor and he calls you out on it immediately

“what was that?” he points an accusatory finger at you

you bite back a smile and feign innocence, “huh? what are you talking about?”

will not let you leave for the day until you drop the act and properly return his kiss

when you continue to go on with the prank, however, he’ll start to get all pouty and just ask you to kiss him

and he just looks so cute that you cup his face and give him a big fat kiss and walk out the door immediately after without a word and a big smile on your face, satisfied with his reaction

lyney:

he gets so dramatic about it it’s not even funny

will literally clutch his chest and fall to the ground in public so that you stop him

when you don’t and you let him face public humiliation (because you find it funny too), he stops himself and gets back up

follows you around like a lost puppy all day and will constantly try to sneak in a kiss while you’re caught of guard, but you never fall for it and he gets so much more frustrated each and every time

then he begs lynette and freminet to help him, except they think it’s funny too seeing how whipped he is for you

and he knows it’s a prank too, but the fact that you won’t break makes him so lovingly annoyed with you

you don’t stop until lynette genuinely intervenes, complaining about how annoying lyney had gotten throughout the day, “please end his suffering already. you know my brother is an idiot who doesn’t shut up and i’ve had enough of him today.”

you laugh it off, but ultimately agree

so you go and find him, which wasn’t that hard, and tap him on the shoulder before planting a gentle kiss to his lips, “sorry for pranking you. it was just too funny of an opportunity to pass up.”

“you’re so mean to me,” he’ll complain, but will then continue to kiss you so often that you’re now the annoyed one instead

[frankcastleonlyfans]

Here we go again (:

Dad!Daemon and the little moments of domestication between him and mom!reader

1. Their first moment of peace and lonesome together since having three kids and how much they realize they’ve been longing to just hold each other and relax

2. Conversations had as they ready for bed. What do they say as Daemon is stripping the bed and reader styles her hair for bed in her vanity

3. Slight touches and quick kisses as they pass each other in the hallway/kitchen/garden etc busy with home duties and kids

4. One saving the other from a near breakdown as they become overwhelmed with the hectic emotions of three children and meeting all their needs after one parent has been gone all day

5. Etc

I’m just a sucker for the domesticated life and the good/bad moments that come from it.

𝟓 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐒

pairing: dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader au

warnings: LOTS of fluff, a little angst, descriptions of sex at the end SO THIS IS 18+

author's note: I don't know why I made number 3 a headcanon. I just did.

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1. recomforting moments.

Taking a long, deep and relaxing breath, you closed the door behind her. The whole crying stopped, there was no children calling for her, there was no screams and whines to be heard. You were finally in peace.

"Having a tough day, aren't you?" You heard Daemon's voice, startling you from the relaxation state.

"You can't even imagine..." You sighed.

Laid in your shared bed, Daemon opened his arms and called for his wife. You grew a smile, nestling yourself onto his huge body. Daemon wrapped his arms around you, and left a kiss on top of your head. The prince couldn't remember the last time he held you like this. You felt like you had visited the Seven Heavens all at once.

"Rest now," Daemon whispered as his lips brushed against your temple. "I got you."

2. keeping up moments.

"...I'm telling you, love, that girl is so weird." You said between giggles while braiding your hair.

Daemon chuckled, dressing his upper body in a white linen shirt. The prince tried to pay attention to his wife's gossip moments, as you did not have many friends to talk in the court, besides Rhaenyra, who lived on Dragonstone.

"You said she was talking to a spider?" Daemon frowned his forehead, as he stripped the bed and fluffed the pillows.

"Yes, and then she killed it! There's something really wrong with Helaena." You remembered.

Daemon stared at you, in your little golden nightgown, and braids that fell on your shoulder. He never went tired of looking at you, not with lust and desire, but love. His eyes overflowed pure and genuine love.

"Can I braid your hair?" You asked, taking the prince out of his trance.

"Now?" Daemon snorted, smirking while you got closer to him.

"Yes!! Ooh, you gonna wake up so handsome with a wavy hair!" The princess pecked her husband's lips, making him immediately blush.

3. missing moments.

Looking at each other across the rooms was something that slightly ached your heart most of the time. You hated being away from Daemon.

But he'd always gives you his signature smirk, that would quickly melt your ached heart.

Passing each other across hallways was harder.

Daemon would always have someone with him, so you'd have to behave yourself.

He would purposely brush the back of his hand on yours, just to tease you.

Your eyes would immediately close as you lost your breath and your heart skipped a beat to his touch.

Even yourself couldn't believe the effects your husband had on you.

Daemon's favorite thing was to catch you off-guard.

When you'd walked alone, he would be waiting for you, hiding in corners, just to grab you by the waist and passionately meet your lips.

"I hate when you do that!" You'd say, breathless, as Daemon's lips met the exposed skin of your neck.

"I know."

4. hard moments.

Daemon asked himself, for the fiftieth time in the last five minutes, "why did I say yes?". You were out the whole day, having a "ladies afternoon" with Rhaenyra as she visited King's Landing, and he offered himself to take care of the children.

Alyssa would not stop asking him to tell her stories, Rhaegon would not stop running around the room, and baby Maegon would not stop crying. This was one of those little times where Daemon hated his life.

"Stop!" Daemon yelled, making the baby cry even harder, "Rhaegon, you're grounded! And so are you Alyssa! I want you both in your beds before dusk!"

Not only Daemon had one crying baby, but now two children, sobbing and whining in his ear.

"What is happening here?" You said, taking all the attention to you. The children came running towards you and hugging your legs.

"No! I said I want you both in your chambers! Now!" Daemon yelled once more.

You frowned, watching the kids desperately run out of the room. You took Maegon out of Daemon's arms and hushed him until he stopped crying.

Daemon sat in the corner, watching you place the child in his crib. You walked to your husband and sat beside him.

"Are you okay, my love?" You asked, placing a comforting hand in his thigh.

Daemon took your small hand in his, and gave it a little squeeze.

"I'm sorry. I just– I don't know how you do this every day... I couldn't bear staying with all of them for another ten minutes." He sighed and you kissed his tample.

"It's okay, I'm here now." Your hands wrapped his upper body, taking him closer to you.

5. loving moments.

As your fingers danced through his silver platinum hair, you left slightly kisses in his scalp. Listening to you humming a sad ballad, Daemon closed his eyes and focused on your soft touch on his head. You ran the strands under each other, making a braid the style he liked.

"Are you sleeping, my love?" You asked, looking at Daemon through the mirror in front of you both.

"Almost." He hummed, "I could easily sleep to your touch. It's like you're magical."

You smiled, pecking his lips when he looked up to face you. The little kiss quickly turned into something more.

Daemon took your hand and guided you to the bed, where you made love. It was slow and passionate, something you never had before in your years of marriage. You could feel how much Daemon missed this kind of attention. He kissed every part and corner of your body, groaning softly in your ear as he moved slowly inside of you. It had been so long since the last time, that you had forgotten how it felt to be desired.

He made sure to finish out of you, and finish you right after. He kissed between your thighs, going all the way up to your stomach, the place that once protected and created his children, and finally reached your mouth. Your faces were close, his lips touched your forehead, cheeks and nose. Daemon couldn't stop contemplating you.

"Avy jorrāelan." Daemon whispered.

"Avy jorrāelan tolī."

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

43 for the fanfic asks, is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet? 💙

In the interests of narrowing down the answer to this one, I'm going to answer it as though "haven't yet" means "haven't even made any notes on or started to write at all" because there's many I've got snippets, or starts, or notes, or partial drafts of, and to detail them all would be more than one post anyway. But yes, the answer to your question is yes. And the reason it doesn't have anything concrete started yet is that it's a very nebulous idea and requires a bit of a mindset shift and I am wanting to complete other things first.

Beyond Light happened during the pandemic, and I've been told by people who claim to know people at Bungie that there was supposed to be more Drifter & Eris content in it but that this was impacted by the lockdowns. I was told this when I was engaging in my frequent whining about how at one point in the questline you go to the camp and both Eris and the Drifter are just gone and no longer snarking back and forth over the fire. And we never find out what happens to them. And we never find out where they went or why.

External to the narrative, I now know why, but of course the whole thing with the Dark Vanguard was built up deliciously, and the interactions between them were clearly going somewhere and it just… never happened in-game for out-of-game reasons. Which feels so unfair. I love the shit out of Beyond Light and Europa, but I do mourn the Beyond Light that could have been.

So I do want to write oodles of "Eris & the Drifter have adventures on Europa" but that requires me getting into a mindset of them not-yet-together (which is not clearly stated in canon but in my head they weren't as close, emotionally, when they were on Europa as they are now) and my brain is still overflowing with all the other ideas and stories so I just haven't gotten around to that yet.

There's a couple of ways I might do it (or all of them - writing says I am god when I write and I can rewrite plot points I've already taken one way and send them in another and there's nothing anyone can do to stop me). One is to have the writing set in Beyond Light and do that "straight" (as if anything about those two is "straight" - heh). Another is to have them go there in a more current context and either experience memories or talk about what each one of them was thinking at different spots on Europa (this one is especially appealing to me since then they're the ones telling their own stories to each other, and I love having narratives come from their mouths and perspectives). It's also possible to have more found-object style delivery (recordings from Aunor, letters, log notes, voicemails, etc.) which is something else I really like to do.

Yet another thing I would really like to write and haven't yet, which could be combined with the Beyond Light bits or be its own thing is that in all the Moonrat Radio tagged stories I've written, they're largely recorded by Aunor who, if I start including Ikora in my Drifteris (another one I haven't gotten to yet - I want her to fight along side them and go on adventures with them - I think that'd be great - she's the Skinner to their Mulder & Scully and I want them to go be heroes together) will definitely no longer be wanting Aunor to be recording them on behalf of the Hidden. But Aunor is still likely doing so in spite of being told not to because she has some issues with obsession.

I imagine Aunor as driven, angry, upset, and unable to stop stalking them (and playing recordings of them over and over for 'reasearch' reasons), hating them for using Darkness and for getting to be so damn in love with each other because how it is fair that Darkness wielders should find love, never mind genuinely healthy and healing love? There's a scene in my mind that's only partially formed where both Eris and the Drifter are about to die quite permanently and Aunor shows up and saves them, screams at them how much she hates them, and then leaves sobbing. In my mind, Aunor, despite her extreme obession, is still a good person, just super bigoted and filled with cognitive dissonance as she tries to justify the existence of their love (something she is experiencing vicariously due to spying on them all the time) with her Praxic zealotry that condems anyone for using the Darkness. Something's gotta give and I think, when it comes down to it, Aunor will make the right choice, but it'll be super painful for her.

Ok I'm going to stop now. I could, of course, keep going but I should just write that and post it on Ao3 instead. :)

[rivetgoth]

Hi, I wanted to ask your perspective on something happening in my local goth scene, if you're willing to give it. I'm really anxious right now because my favorite local goth night just hired their first gogo dancer and I'm really worried that it's going to change the energy in a way I don't like.

First I'm worried that this means that the stage is off limits for dancing. One of my favorite things is dancing on the stage with folks or watching other people really vibe as they dance on the stage. I'm really anxious about potentially losing that. Also, it serves as overflow space when the dance floor gets full, so less people would be able to dance.

Second I haven't liked the vibes of events with gogo dancers at them because it feels kinda hierarchical. I really love this goth night is because it's chill, it's mostly middle aged folks and it's a lot less performative/about the aesthetic than the other goth nights here. At the one goth night with a gogo dancer it felt like everyone was judging everyone else and I felt really out of place for wearing a more casual (but still goth) look. I just don't want to loose the one place I can truly dress however I like without caring what people think and don't feel like I'm lesser than anyone.

I just can't really tell if my concern is reasonable or if I'm overreacting/overthinking this. Like I said, there's only one regular goth night with a gogo dancer so I can't tell wether the bad vibe comes from the gogo dancers or is completely unrelated to them. I'm hoping since it seems like your goth scene has more events than mine that you might be able to tell.

Tbh I wouldn’t say your concern is unreasonable because I totally get what you’re saying—While this isn’t consistently the case (I’ve been to nights with dancers that were really fun!), I will say that all of the worst goth nights I’ve ever attended had gogo dancers as a major advertising highlight and I wouldn’t fully call it coincidence; I think this has a few effects I’m not a fan of, like 1. Bringing in normie men who show up purely to gawk at the dancers, which usually in turn means they have this weird “goth woman fetish” and no experience with the goth community so they don’t really know how to act around anyone there 2. It just feels like it changes the vibe of the event itself to be less oriented towards socializing and dancing and stuff? Like you’re there to “watch a show,” you know?

But that said, I also don’t think you need to worry just yet. I am personally friends with a good number of alt or goth gogo dancers. So many of them are fantastic people. Tons of fun and really cool and talented. For clarity I don’t interpret what ur saying as being disparaging towards them, I’m not defending them from you lol, but I guess I say that to say… it’s not inherent that having paid dancers at your events will bring the vibe down, and I don’t want what I’m saying to sound like I’m talking poorly of the dancers themselves. There’s a chance the vibe won’t change all, and you may even be able to connect with new people in the community this way too. Here in LA it’s not uncommon at all for dancers to be around for goth nights, so while it’s totally possible for nights that heavily emphasize dancers to suck, I’d say it’s by no means a guarantee at all. It’s gonna come down a ton to the vibe/atmosphere that actually ends up forming. EVERY goth night is so so different and constantly evolving as new people come in and out and the promoters make changes and the DJs either cycle out or start making changes to their sets, etc etc. I genuinely don’t view having gogo dancers as a curse, I think it’s gonna come down huuuuuugely to the broader atmosphere of the space. For all you know the vibe might not click and the promoters just choose not to hire her again—Or she ends up being really cool and chill and adds to the atmosphere and maybe you even meet some cool new people via her and her own friends and social circle. You really never know.

I ultimately think gogo dancers are a neutral component to a goth night, and the issue with their presence is almost always a higher-up promoter/management thing. They themselves don’t make the vibe better or worse, they can contribute to either. There are some AMAZING goth dancers who are super talented, super sweet, and help bring a great vibe to the night. Maybe this is controversial but I even think a small handful of annoying normie guys showing up for them isn’t the absolute worst since often they’ll tip, so the dancers get some extra money, and a lot of the time if it’s just a few guys they kinda keep to themselves or aren’t there to cause trouble or anything and they’re still gonna pay for drinks or entry fees and help keep the night going. Normies showing up will always be a thing, if they’re chill idc. But like I said, on the other hand it can totally lead to a sort of downward spiral in atmosphere, if the emphasis on the dancers threatens to turn it into functionally a Goth Woman Zoo for normies to stare and the night starts prioritizing actual goths less and less in favor of this weird voyeuristic “look at how crazy and goth these hot girls are” vibe. At the very least those spaces tend to be very uh… heterosexual, since the guys showing up to see the women are often the type that have one very narrow view of what “goth” is and it’s a thin, conventionally attractive, potentially sexually available, mildly kinky (but submissive!) cis woman with like, tattoos. So yeah. I also totally feel the concern about losing dancing space lol, there’s one club here with two goth nights a week, one that has gogo dancers and one that doesn’t, and the latter is way more fun in part because it’s fun to get up on the dancing cubes yourself or watch your friends and other people get up there haha.

Ultimately I wouldn’t say it’s overthinking to have some concern—tbh ANY time a club you love makes a major change it’s valid to be worried about the space’s atmosphere changing for the worst, and gogo dancers in my mind can sometimes allude to future changes that aren’t promising—but I would also say that it’s too early to tell yet. Gogo dancers aren’t an inherent negative and like I said it soooo comes down the rest of the space’s vibe and atmosphere, the other clubgoers, the handling from the promoters and event runners, etc. So I wouldn’t lose hope or get too stressed about it yet either. It’s really gonna be case by case, and if you want a bit of genuine optimism I’d say if the event has always been consistently good, adding a gogo dancer doesn’t really necessarily concern me too too much since implicitly that means most/every factor before was good before, like the DJs and the people showing up, and it’s not like that should change overnight because they hired a dancer. I’d try to stay open minded, if the right people show up and the right music is playing it should be a good time regardless. It also wouldn’t hurt if you’re really concerned to talk to the promoter or the DJs or someone else involved in the club’s production and hear their thoughts about the goal of hiring dancers and even voice concerns, but that would probably be something to consider after seeing how it pans out initially.

[blinditcms]

FAIZAN MIRZA on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the age 39 YEAR OLD looks like RIZ AHMED, but i don’t really see it. while  the CEO is known for being GALANT my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be CONTROLLING. i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song FIVE MORE MINUTES –– JONAS BROTHERS

  BASIC INFORMATION:

name: faizan ali mirza. nicknames: fai. pronouns: he/him. gender: cis man. age: thirty - nine. date of birth: june 28th, ‘83. place of birth: london, england. astrological sign: cancer. orientation: bisexual.

APPEARANCE:

height: five foot eight. hair colour: black. eye colour: brown. wardrobe style: smart casual , lots of muted colours , button ups , etc. tattoos: none. piercings: none.

HEALTH:

physical ailments: n/a. mental ailments: n/a. alcohol use: socially. drug use: cocaine, socially. addictions: none.

PERSONALITY:

positive traits: meticulous, galant, centred. negative traits: controlling, obsessive, detached. mbti: ENTJ-T.

ACTIVITIES & SKILLS:

skills: coding, web design, public speaking, leadership. weaknesses: taking accountability, patience. languages spoken: english, urdu.

FAMILY:

father: ali mirza ( alive, sixty - one ) mother: harpreet bajwa mirza ( alive , fifty - nine ) younger sister: tbd mirza ( alive, between 21 - 24 ) pets: pumpkin ( hognose snake , 2 )

BACKGROUND

faizan was born on south london , to young parents ali and harpreet mirza. ali sold computers and harpreet was a stay - at - home mother. ali was a born salesman and was soon offered a new job in ontario when faizan was three. from that moment on , they didn't stay in the same place for more than two years at a time. from ontario , they moved to san diego , then to cape town , new delhi , new york city , canberra , islamabad , and eventually when faizan was close to finishing high school ... they settled in san jose , close to silicon valley , because harpreet was pregnant again.

for a while , bitterness towards his little sister remained. anger that his family had settled when they had her , but not for him. as she grew up , he did his best to avoid her. he begrudgingly babysat , doing just enough not to put her in harms' way , but little enough for his parents not to want to get him to do it again. eventually. they stopped asking. instead of babysitting , he spent his evenings in the local board game cafes or at lan parties. he took lessons in how to code , visiting the company his father had risen up in rank , now deputy director of sales , learning from the programmers there and eventually going to college to study business. every weekend , however , he was developing games , coding with friends , making them small websites , and generally keeping himself entertained.

when he finished university , he went and worked for the same company his father worked for. he worked there for three years before he had to get out of there and get some distance from his family. while he'd been at university , he'd gotten over the despise for his sister , but being so close to his family was driving him up the wall. he started his own company , building websites and applications for large businesses and began making a name for himself. soon , he was getting offers from google , facebook , twitter. he worked for google for a while , but eventually was drawn back to his own business. wallet overflowed and he was often found among the hollywood elite. 

then , he met someone who genuinely inspired him. he'd made applications and websites before , mostly for others , though some of his own and they all had decent success. meeting juliette arias , hearing her story , falling in love , it gave him purpose. he created onlyfans in 2021 , creating it for the purpose of providing a safe space for creators of all content to be paid for their work and have safeguarding in place. from the minute he created the website , he knew what people would use it for , though he marketed it as a website for all kinds of creators to show their craft and get paid fairly. he's gotten quite a bit of heat since and been catapulted into stardom , showing up in talk shows , podcasts , interviews and even being invited for cameos in films and red carpets. with the money rolling in ... he'll take it happily.

[faerystale]

              yu   jimin   .   she/her   .   cis   woman   .   spotted   at   the   met   steps   ,   yeonjin   koo   ,   most   likely   listening   to   fly   girl   by   flo   ft.   missy   elliot   with   their   airpods   pro   .   the   twenty   three   year   old   gained   quite   a   reputation   ,   known   to   be   -antagonistic   yet   +urbane   to   anyone   who   knows   them   .   you'll   easily   spot   them   when   you   hear   about   spontaneous   tropical   vacations   only   ever   known   on   social   media   weeks   after   plane   has   landed   home   ,   cherry - scented   lip   oil   kissed   on   your   skin   as   she   steals   away   all   of   your   attention   ,   the   gentle   scuffing   of   pristine   white   sneakers   on   asphalt   court   ,   and   ending   the   night   with   elaborate   skincare   routine   and   perfected   glass   skin   glow   ,   followed   by   marc   jacobs   daisy   ever   so   fresh   .   latest   nepoupdates   talks   about   yeonjin   allegedly   being   the   product   of   her   father's   affair   with   his   first   love   and   her   biological   mother   being   bought   off   to   avoid   scandal   ,   but   i   guess   any   reputation   is   good   repuation   .

          full   name   :   koo   yeonjin   .   nickname(s)   :   none   ,   unless   someone   comes   up   with   one   for   her   .   origin   :   yeonjin   [   korean   origin   /   beautiful   ,   overflowing   (   yeon   )   +   precious   ,   genuine   (   jin   )   ]   ,   koo   [   chinese   origin   /   to   allow   ,   to   permit   ,   to   promise   ,   etc.   ]   .   age   :   twenty   three   .   date   of   birth   :   january   1   ,   2000   .   place   of   birth   :   seocho - dong   ,   gangnam   ,   south   korea   .   gender   :   cis   woman   .   pronouns   :   she   /   her   .   sexual   orientation   :   bisexual   biromantic   .   language(s)   :   korean   ,   japanese   ,   english   and   french   (   in   order   of   proficiency   )   .   occupation   :   socialite   and   influencer   ,   former   dancer   .

⤿ 🌷      BACKGROUND   .

            if   one   were   to   take   the   time   to   explain   the   history   of   the   koo   family   ,   it   would   take   forever   to   get   to   the   present   .   the   koo   family   is   one   of   those   families   where   no   one   really   knows   their   origin   outside   of   members   of   the   family   ,   but   almost   everyone   within   the   country   knows   of   soonyang   ,   a   multi - profile   business   conglomerate   based   in   the   towering   neighborhood   of   samseong - dong   .   with   said   family   stems   second   youngest   son   koo  byeonghoon   ,   the   eligible   bachelor   who   found   himself   on   the   cover   of   various   tabloid   magazines   in   the   mid   to   late   eighties   due   to   his   handsome   visual   and   obviously   ,   the   company   that   he   could   someday   inherit   .   most   assumed   that   he   would   remain   a   bachelor   for   the   rest   of   his   life   ,   but   it's   a   complete   surprise   when   he   announces   his   marriage   to   kim   chaeyoung   .

            marrying   kim   chae - young   was   almost   a   no   brainer   for   byeonghoon  .  he   loved   her   ,   of   course   ,   but   she   also   came   as   the   youngest   daughter   of   the   family   behind   yoonseul   ,   a   luxury   goods   conglomerate   .   the   union   was    a   match   made   in   heaven   ,   and   they   married   in   a   lavish   ceremony   .   it   doesn't   take   long   for   the   couple   to   have   their   children—   three   daughters   to   be   exact   .   their   eldest   is   minji   ,   and   following   her   is   their   middle   daughter   seolhee  .  for   five   years   after   seol - hee's   birth   ,   she   is   the   youngest   daughter   of   the   koo   family   ,   but   the   couple   surprises   everyone   with   their   final   daughter   ,   yeonjin   .  the   baby   shocked   their   families   with   yeonjin's   arrival   ,   and   questions   soon   arose   as   they   never   saw   chaeyoung   pregnant   ,   but   they   were   soon   shut   down   by   the   couple   announcing   that   they   had   used   surrogacy   to   bring   their   youngest   into   the   world   .

            growing   up   ,   yeonjin   was   the   apple   of   her   father's   eye   .   he   loved   the   little   girl   as   much   as   he   loved   his   eldest   daughters   ,   but   for   some   reason   ,   she   was   constantly   given   the   cold   shoulder   by   her   mother   and   her   sisters   .   she   can   recall   days   of   not   being   able   to   play   with   her   sisters   or   being   shooed   out   of   their   bedrooms   ,   often   having   the   door   slammed   in   her   face   .   her   closest   friends   within   the   house   becomes   the   waitstaff   who   have   been   with   her   family   for   years   .   with   her   mother   ,   yeonjin   doesn't   recall   a   time   where   her   mother   actually   said   that   she   loved   her   .   at   times   ,   she   can   remember   the   wry   smile   that   her   mother   would   give   her   in   a   poor   attempt   at   acknowledgement   ,   but   she   never   understood   the   cold   shoulder   she   was   given   compared   to   her   sisters   .

            if   elementary   aged   yeonjin  was   heartbroken   by   the   lack   of   care   received   by   her   mom   and   sisters   ,   then   high   school   aged   yeonjin   didn't   have   a   care   in   the   world   .   by   the   time   she   was   sixteen   ,   yeonjin   was   the   only   child   left   in   the   koo   household   as   her   sisters   had   moved   out   to   start   college   .   her   relationship   with   her   father   remains   positive   ,   as   he's   the   only   one   to   show   up   at   her   dance   recitals   and   sing   her   praise   when   she   brings   home   stellar   grades   ,   but   her   relationship   with   her   mother   sours   .   now   able   to   stand   up   for   herself   ,   there's   constant   arguments   and   disagreements   between   mother   and   daughter   ,   some   so   volatile   that   she   often   begs   her   father   to   let   her   leave   the   home   for   nights   at   a   time   to   stay   at   various   hotels   instead   .   she   struggles   with   understanding   why   her   mother   seems   to   hold   so   much   resentment   toward   her   ,   but   she   never   made   an   attempt   to   ask   why—   her   mother   never   wanted   to   talk   to   her   for   longer   than   five   minutes   anyway   .

            years   pass   ,   and   yeonjin   graduates   from   high   school   with   an   acceptance   to   ewha   womans   university   in   her   back   pocket   .   a   communications   and   media   major   ,   it's   not   a   surprise   that   yeonjin   knows   her   way   around   social   media   and   how   to   market   herself   .   now   ,   she   always   had   something   of   a   following   on   social   media   ,   but   she   was   able   to   grow   said   following   once   she   began   sharing   more   of   her   lavish   lifestyle   .   at   first   ,   yeonjin   thinks   nothing   of   it   until   she's   approached   to   appear   in   a   music   video   for   a   popular   idol   group   .   yeonjin   graduates   from   ewha   with   a   newfound   fame   ,   suddenly   finding   herself   attending   seoul   fashion   week   ,   and   getting   invited   to   some   of   the   city's   most   exclusive   events   .   eventually   ,   she   makes   the   solo   move   across   the   pond   to   new   york   ,   where   she   has   been   for   the   last   year   and   a   half   .   

            for   the   time   that   she's   been   in   new   york   ,   yeonjin   has   been   something   of   a   media   darling   as   she   is   often   talked   about   in   the   media   for   her   fashion  style   as   well   as   her   lavish   lifestyle   ,   as   she's   been   living   at   the   baccarat   hotel   since   she   made   her   move   .   

⤿ 🌷      HEADCANONS   .

yeonjin   lives   at   the   baccarat   hotel   simply   because   she   couldn't   imagine   beind   a   homeowner   at   her   age   .   she   doesn't   even   want   to   rent   .   she   doesn't   have   a   single   homemaker   bone   in   her   body   ,   and   the   most   she   can   do   is   make   herself   a   pot   of   ramen   ,   and   that's   on   a   good   day   .

she's   got   a   bad   case   of   mommy   issues   and   would   honestly   prefer   to   not   talk   about   her   .   the   two   have   never   seen   eye   to   eye   ,   and   they   most   likely   never   will   .   her   sisters   are   not   close   to   her   at   all   ,   often   leaving   yeonjin   to   feel   as   though   she's   on   an   island   all   by   herself   .   she   doesn't   want   to   have   a   relationship   with   them   ,   despite   how   much   her   grandparents   would   like   for   her   to   .

she   is   not   a   fashion   girly   in   the   slightest   ,   but   she   is   a   known   fixture   within   the   industry   .   she   can   often   be   seen   sitting   front   row   at   various   fashion   shows   ,   and   gets   invited   to   many   star - studded   events   .   yeonjin   has   even   appeared   on   a   handful   of   magazine   covers   .

yeonjin   is   currently   a   global   brand   ambassador   for   bottega   veneta   ,   and   can   be   seen   promoting   the   brand   or   attending   their   luxury   events   .   she   is   also   an   ambassador   for   chopard   .

personality   wise   ,   yeonjin   is   a   loyal   friend   who   makes   the   conscious   effort   to   be   there   for   those   that   she   cares   about   .   she's   charming   and   can   easily   spark   up   a   conversation   with   anyone   ,   but   she   doesn't   take   to   being   talked   down   to   or   belittled   for   no   reason   .   she   can   stick   up   for   herself   and   refuses   to   let   anyone   think   they   can   walk   all   over   her   .   

she   has   never   been   in   a   long  - term   relationship   ,   but   there   has   been   one   person   in   her   life   that   she   can't   seem   to   shake   (   👀   a   wc   perhaps   ?   )   .   she   finds   long - lasting   relationships   to   be   a   waste   of   time   ,   and   she   doesn't   like   the   idea   of   being   entirely   vulnerable   with   someone   to   that   extent   .   it   would   take   someone   a   long   time   to   fully   penetrate   the   walls   of   concrete   she's   built   around   her   heart   ,   but   it's   not   to   say   that   they   couldn't   come   crumbling   down   for   the   right   person   .

[childofaura]

Sorry If I'm going to complains too much but I wanted to her your opinion on Ivy

For me She was wasted

When I looked at Engage at First I expected characters over the top and there are many of them and you know I couldn't complain

Damiant was a pretty normal dude but I was okay with It because I imagined him the only sane one in the friend grup of royals

Then Ivy came and eeeeeeh her First introduction came as an enemy and I wasn't impressed in fact I was more charmed by her retainers

Then I continue the game and complete It (yay) and I look at all my units and Ivy didn't left an impression on me, She wasn't neither a favorite and neither One I hated. Like I said earlier I expected "wacky" character like Chloe, Alfred, Timerra, Panette, Rosado, etc but you know there where normal characters Who I liked because both of these had me charmed and got me wanting to know more about them but Ivy? Nah I basically I got her whole characters by Just playing the story

I mean what can you Say about her? Princess of an enemy Kingdom Who Is actually sweet and gentle and shy and her only quirk Is that she's scared of Ghosts?😴😴

And you know I was in peace okay a bit sad but wathever THEN WE GOT THE DLC

I'm not going to spoil but I Just want to Say I wanted THAT Ivy, you could had keep the same story a sweet princess but with this Ivy It would have worked Better bc lmao She sounds like she's joking when She says something nice and It would have worked Better for her character

Rip Ivy and what you could have been

Btw this Is Just my opinion you don't have to agree have a great day

Hi anon, no need to apologize. I always love hearing people’s opinions (so long as no one is rude or mean, and you aren’t being either one so don’t worry) and I’ve heard some pretty interesting or really well-composed thoughts come into my inbox.

I agree that Ivy felt like wasted potential. And I most certainly agree that Zelkov and Kagetsu have more charm to them, lol. But now you’ve got me curious about DLC Ivy, so I’ll have to make some time this week to watch it (I’m not dropping any more money on this game). But I also feel like Ivy needed something more to her character. The reason why I was so enamored with Hortensia was because she was just OVERFLOWING with personality. She comes off as spoiled, bratty, and somewhat malicious when you first encounter her as an enemy, but later on you can see there’s a genuine love for her family and friends and a desire to fix her broken family. And then once you recruit her, you find out she’s surprisingly and incredibly mature to a certain extent, you can especially see it in her supports with Fogado (and that FogadoxHortensia comic WILL be coming, mark my words!!!). I don’t necessarily think a character always needs to have some kind of goofy or wacky trait (though it helps sometimes), but golly the game needed to write some of its characters with just a bit more personality.

[thetorturedchairman]

You know when they say that artists don’t love their fans etc etc? I disagree wholeheartedly because there IS a lot of love there. Not the kind of personal and exclusive love you have with family, friends, partners etc etc but there is genuine love being shared all the time. I felt so much love when I shared water with strangers or when I was trading the bracelets (I will never get tired of saying how much I loved this experience; it was the most magical and cool thing from the production to the trading) and everyone had huge shining eyes full of expectation and ready to shout songs that accompanied them for a while, be it some specific difficult or very happy moment, or many, many years of having that soundtrack in their lives. There is only love there. There is no other way to describe it besides that you see people singing loudly and hugging each other and crying and the artist herself with her eyes shining doing what she loves in a stadium so full of love that it overflows everywhere. I loved the girl who was happy to be in the same outfit as me I loved the little girls who took my bracelets I loved this beautiful beautiful girl who traveled from so far away and was smiling all of the time just so happy trying to understand everyone’s english I loved the girls who celebrated when they received my bow I loved the boy who held me and said that untouchable was his favorite song and cried I loved the people around me who laughed at a silly video I made and it is impossible to say that the person on stage does not feel the same love seeing all of this happening. These are people who would never have crossed my life if it were not for this union and it is so BEAUTIFUL you saw the concern when someone sat down and everyone asked if you needed help you saw so much care you saw so many people running to hug people that they bumped on the internet and created links and it’s just so so so so so so beautiful I love this experience I love these people and they loved me back and I would bet on my life that Taylor feels the same way all of the time. It’s not that there is love, it’s that there’s ONLY love.

[jeanmoreaux]

Tsok anon here. Sorry I’ve been sending you so many asks, all my feels are still overflowing and I still think of Mamoru ‘the protector’ and start bawling my eyes out again

Re Misaki and Takeru. I’m very impressed with the author and how she decided their storyline would go. It would have been far easier/simpler to have one kill the other, or separate ways because of how indifferent/distant/nonexistent they’ve been in each other’s lives (and tbh it must hit home for a lot of people because a lot of relationships and marriages are commonly like this regardless if arranged or not—-I’ve been partly traumatized growing up seeing loveless marriages all around me. I really do mean the kind where I don’t feel any care or genuine concern between the couples)

I wish I could tell the author how much I appreciate her writing this novel. It did not take the easy way out, it didn’t keep stereotypes just on the surface level but explored so many reasons how these concepts even became the way they are (misogyny, patriarchal oppression and etc—-but also the fact that traveling outside where you are from really does help you have the opportunity to open your worldviews. If you stay in one place forever you will not know much else…and that silence is sometimes so much worse than risking an argument for the fear of fighting)

Anyway this is again too long an ask forgive me. It’s been so long since I’ve properly read, enjoyed, and fully loved a novel that is so good at being a novel! If that makes sense

oh i agree!!! you put it quite nicely!! m.l. wang really took societal and historical dynamics into account next to personal history and personality to have the relationship between misaki and takeru develop in the way it does. it feels so natural but at the same time so very earned to see how the relationship change over the course of the narrative. and omg YES SAME!! thinking about mamoru makes me so emotional. i still have not recovered. the storytelling in both povs was so engaging that you couldn’t help but get invested.

it makes me so so happy that you enjoyed this novel, so please never apologise for sending asks or talking about it. trust me, my mind is still circling back to this story and these characters quite frequently. we’re in this together. and you’re absolutely right, this novel is SO GOOD at being a novel.

[lostjulys]

anyway since it's 430 am and no one is awake i am not going to share my lore hot takes but I WILL say that i do have lore hot takes specifically regarding how ccs view lore & view story on the dsmp.... i think fundamentally (with a few exceptions notably quackity wilbur tommy) most ccs did not join the server with the intention of creating a narrative or do not view it as a medium for storytelling for its own sake which intrinsically affects the way story progresses the way story is viewed... i think a lot of it. falls flat. or has plotholes or is narratively brushed over because the creators r doing it for fun content and clout not narrative creation. anyway specifically ive gotten rlly back into critrole and other actual play podcasts and what really fucking struck me is like. the visibly deep care and love and affection these creators have For the world and story they create... i can't help listening to campaign sky/jacks and hearing the gm's lovely, evocative descriptions of settings and places that are just. clearly overflowing with love for the world they created and have so much time and thought and imagination and effort put into them and compariing it to the dsmp where doomsday bbh destroying the prime path the unused mansion etc are some of the more recent lore builds.. this imo is why dsmpblr has such an attachment to the genuinely meaningful historical builds like tommys house lmanberg snowchester etc... i feel like a lot of the ccs. don't realize how much a fucking Lot of people love lore and are genuinely invested in the storytelling.. anyway what inspired this post was me buying a $60 critrole sweater with knit patterns based off one of my favorite characters & realizing they named their merch store after an in-universe magical items shop that's well-beloved by both players and viewers and thinking. damn. that's really fucking cool! i love that!! i love seeing a gilmore's glorious goods receipt in my inbox!!! i rlly would pay actual money for in-universe dsmp merch. a lot of people would! it's something ive seen talked about a lot in dsmpblr! the ccs would make a lot of money off badlands themed merch or in-universe las nevadas merch!! i genuinely don't know why they had this lovely gorgeous story going and then just like... dropped it? it could have been so much? idk. i'm sleepy. it just makes me sad to like. love a story so much and know that maybe... a handful of its creators love it too. idk have been consuming more books & media created with intent lately & realizing hey it kind of sucks writing pages of analysis over the symbolism of lilies of the valley as forgiveness as this beautiful bittersweet motif of flowers that runs through ctommys storyline only to realize hey he just grabbed whatever was nearest. the lily of the valley was actually just a flower mumza gave phil. it was just convenient. yeah puffy threw her entire character arc out the window to join the syndicate. yeah ctubbo and techno are friends now. like idk man if im gonna spend time and love and brain juice etc thinking so hard about a piece of media i at least want it to be a story that's created with love for it. yk??

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Shuu Maniac [07]

ー The scene starts in the entrance hall

Yui: S-Shuu-san...!? What is this about!?

Shuu: I have no explanation.

*Meooow*

Yui: ( Never did I imagine Shuu-san would bring home a cat... )

( The combination of these two...Somehow feels a little strange. )

*Meooow*

Yui: What a cutie. Where did this little guy come from? (1)

Shuu: How should I know? He approached me while I was napping in the park.

He had the nerve to climb on top of me while I was sleeping...And in the end, followed me all the way back home.

Yui: So you found him at the park? He doesn’t have a collar either, so I wonder if he’s a stray...?

Shuu: He must have a few screws loose to approach a Vampire. Animals generally know based on instinct, no?

Selection

→ He might have felt you are a kind person (♡)

Yui: Don’t you think his instincts told him that you’re a good person?

Shuu: Ridiculous. In that case, an animal’s instinct can’t be trusted either.

Yui: I think it was spot on.

Shuu: You’re on a whole different level. (2) Didn’t you go through hell and back? Where is this ‘nice Vampire’ you speak of?

Yui: Yes. Right in front of my eyes.

Shuu: ...

...Talking to you always throws me off, it’s annoying.

Yui: ( Fufu, he’s blushing. )

→ He might have thought you were his parent

Yui: He might have mistaken you for his parent.

Shuu: In that case, he’s an idiot on the same level as you. Seems like you can’t tell the difference between a human and a cat either.

Yui: ( Uu, I guess I upset him... )

*Meooow*

Yui: Uhm...What are we going to do with him?

Shuu: I’ll leave that up to you. Do as you please.

Yui: So we can keep him?

Shuu: I don’t see why not. It’d be a pain to drive him away at this point.

Yui: Thank you very much!

Ah, then from today onwards, our family has been increased from two to three.

Shuu: ...So simple-minded.

Yui: Right, if we’ll keep him, we have to give the little guy a name...What would be a nice one? What do you think, Shuu-san?

Shuu: ‘Cat’.

Yui: ...

Shuu: It’s a great name, no? Short and simple. (2)

Yui: He’s our family now so please take it seriously!

Shuu: Then you can come up with something. I’m honestly fine with any name.

Yui: Gosh...I’ll decide it on my own then, okay?

*Meooow*

Yui: ( Hm....It’s an orange tabby so... )

...Ah.

Shuu: Thought of one?

Yui: No...But now that I get a better look, he’s a little similar to you, don’t you think?

Shuu: ...Are your eyes still working fine?

Yui: I-I mean, the color of his fur, for example...! See, don’t you think it looks alike?

Shuu: Not at all.

Yui: ( I guess it doesn’t...? )

*Meooow*

Shuu: ...

...Ririe.

Yui: Eh?

Shuu: His name.

Yui: Ririe...

Shuu: You can change it if you don’t like it.

Yui: No, I think it’s great!

*Meooow*

Yui: Fufu, seems like this little guy likes it as well. It’s decided then. Your name is now Ririe.

But Shuu-san, where did this suddenly come from?

Shuu: ...He seemed to be wanting to join our family as well.

Yui: ...? What do you mean?

Shuu: Who knows. ...Dinner’s ready, right?

Yui: Ah, yes. Can he join us as well?

Shuu: Be my guest.

ー Shuu leaves towards the kitchen

Yui: ( ...I didn’t think our family would grow. )

You were lucky to be picked up by such a nice guy, Ririe.

*Meooow*

Yui: Fufu, I look forward to spending time with you~

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the living room

Yui: ...Just like that...Now keep still, okay...?

*Rustle*

Yui: ...There we go! You’re ready to go, Ririe!

*Ring*

Yui: I had to hastily put something together but...Yeah, the collar suits you!

*Meooow*

Yui: Please endure it until we can buy you a proper one, okay?

That being said, you ate quite a bit. Were you hungry?

*Meooow*

Yui: Liking meat more than fish, you’re honestly starting to resemble Shuu-san more and more. Right, Shuu-saーー

Shuu: ...

Yui: ( He already fell asleep! He was awake just now though... )

*Meooow*

Yui: Fufu, you look sleepy too. I guess it’s because you stuffed your belly.

*Thud*

Yui: Ririe? Where are you going?

( Ah... )

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( ...He crawled on top of Shuu-san again. He must really be attached to him. )

( Fufu, their love for napping is another thing they have in common. )

Shuu: Nn...

Yui: ( Ah...Ririe nestled inside Shuu-san’s arms... )

( I might be a little envious... )

( ...Guess I’ll go do the dishes. I’d feel bad for waking the two of theーー )

Shuu: ーー You won’t join us?

Yui: Eh?

*Rustle*

Yui: Wah...!?

Shuu: This spot originally belonged to you, no? Are you willing to give it up?

Yui: Shuu-san! Y-You were awake...!?

Shuu: The little one woke me up.

And? Are you fine with it? With some cat taking me away from you?

Yui: W-What are you saying? I’m not really...

Shuu: Jealous? Perhaps you should go take a look at yourself in the mirror?

Your eyes are overflowing with want.

Yui: ...Shuu-san!

Shuu: Don’t shout. You don’t mind waking him up?

Yui: N-No fair...

Shuu: Haha...You never grow tired of being stubborn, do you?

Why not be honest? That you want me to hold you (3) as well. 

Yui: Ho...!

Shuu: You’re too loud.

Yui: ...I mean, I was a little envious.

But I didn’t actually feel jealous. I don’t want to disturb Ririe while he’s sleeping soundly...

Shuu: Oh? How boring. If you were jealous, I would have been able to do all sorts of things.

Yui: ( All sorts of things...!? )

–> Little black roses will appear on certain CGs. If you click on them, you get an extra line of dialogue.

“...Come on. If you want to be by my side more, you should scoot a little closer. Right now, I’ll be so kind to care for both of you.”

“Haah...He willingly keeps approaching me like this...Don’t you think this cat is just as much of a fool as you are?”

Yui: ...Seems like you’ve grown attached to this little guy.

Shuu: He’s a pain in the ass. (4)

Yui: Please don’t say that. ...Look, he looks so peaceful while sleeping.

Shuu: Feeling at ease by a Vampire’s side, huh? ...How ridiculous.

Yui: I can understand. I too...can relax when you’re by my side.

Shuu: ...Someday you will both regret it.

Yui: I don’t mind. ...As long as I can be with you.

Shuu: ...You foolish woman.

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah...Wait, Shuu-san.

Shuu: You won’t complain about just a kiss, right?

Yui: But if you move, you’ll wake up Ririe.

Shuu: ...He sure chose a troublesome place to sleep on.

Haah...Guess I have no other choice but to just nap then.

Yui: Fufu, please do that.

Shuu: Oi, Yui. You stay here too.

Family sleeps together, no?

Yui: ...Yes.

Shuu-san, Ririe. ...Goodnight.

ー The scene shifts to the outside of the Mukami manor

???: ーー I finally found you.

Shin: Right when I thought the manor was empty despite its smell of Vampires...

Haha, so this is where you’ve been hiding, huh?

Don’t think you can get away from me. Right...Future king?

Monologue

While listening to Shuu-san and Ririe breathing softly in their sleep,

I think to myself,

that this is surely what having a family feels like.

Even if we are not blood-related,

nor belong to the same species (種族). 

From the bottom of my heart,

I considered us to be a true family at that exact moment.

I was able to feel that way, because I was simply so happy (幸せ).

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) The Japanese language has the luxury of not having to specify pronouns so they don’t have to worry about giving the cat a gender. However, I feel like in English it feels better to either assign a pet as a ‘him’ or ‘her’. I don’t think the game ever tells us, but since Yui keeps on comparing Shuu to the cat later on, it felt most fitting to also refer to the cat as a ‘he’. Furthermore, it is an orange tabby which are predominantly male, I believe.

(2) While おめでたい or ‘omedetai’ might seem like a compliment, it is often used in a sarcastic/ironic way and can be used to mock someone for being gullible, stupid, etc.

(3) Literally he says ‘easy to call/say and easy to understand’. 

(4) 抱く or ‘daku’ can mean ‘to embrace’ or ‘to have sex/to be intimate’. Usually I would suspect the boys of implying the latter, but since there’s a comparison being made with the cat here, I do think it might just genuinely be ‘to hold’ here. xD

(5) いい迷惑 or ‘ii meiwaku’ literally means ‘a good bother’, which is obviously meant to be sarcastic.

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[jinxedpanda4life]

DamiRae Hospital AU?

  No I am not writing one, if I could write well I would though! So here are some HCs for a hospital AU.    If someone decides to write this then I’ll be your first reader. Also I am sort of basing things off of Grey’s Anatomy just a bit and my limited knowledge of the medical field.

- Starts of as 1st year residents, specialties may vary

- The “Titans” are residents and 1st years that show great promise, this doesn’t really play a role its just what people call them behind their backs

- Dr. Kori Anders is a OBGYN (women parts and birth) resident, a year or two away from finishing

- Dr. Richard “Dick” Grayson is is a surgery resident, trained by the hospital owner Bruce Wayne (who is a world renowned surgeon, has awards, etc), specifically general surgery

- Dr. Garfield Logan is pediatrician (kid doctor) res, bonds well with kids, but is considering going back to school to become a vet instead

- Dr. Jaime Reyes is an oncology (cancer doctor), having had cancer as a teen and is now forever trying to rid the world of it, works mostly with kids and teens

- Dr. Jonathan Kent is a physical therapist that works with pain management. Up beat guy and is always trying to brighten his patient’s lives.

- Dr. Damian Wayne is a surgical intern, blood thirsty little thing, hoping to become a neurosurgeon (brain, spine) (or cardiothoracic (heart, lungs) both are competitive)

- Dr. Raven Roth is an anesthesiologist (the drug person that knocks you out) and is starting her surgical internship (she wanted to do more than just help people get high essentially or whatever) has no current preference for any specific surgical field

- Add in characters:

-- Dr. Jason Todd, trauma surgeon (fits too well)

-- Dr. Timothy Drake diagnostician (medical detective basically) 

-- Dr. Donna Troy gynecologist

-- Terra Markov is a nurse (i don’t like Terra but nurses are the actual best)

- Story stuff:

- Damian and Raven meet as they are put under the guidance of the same resident

-Damian has an automatic dislike for Raven because she knows everyone already and is equally, if not much more, knowledgable about surgery, the OR, the ER, protocol, etc  He also thinks she is cold because she rarely shows emotion (pot kettle Damian)

- Raven can always be found in the medical archives researching old cases and studying new ones, Damian stumbles upon her when looking for an old cardiomegaly case (enlarged heart).

- Raven gets along with all of the past ‘Robins’ making her a go to intern

- Garfield can be seen whenever he is not needed trying to flirt with Nurse Markov and often goes to Raven to sulk 

- Damian and Raven are always early to pre-rounds and are typically the first ones there (usually early in the morning, getting there before 500)

- Jon bumps into Damian more often than not and they start becoming friends (Damian is reluctant at first and is still you know Damian about everything), Damian even recommends patients to him 

- Though Damian doesn’t want to really ‘hang out’ with anyone he reluctantly hangs out with the Titans, because of Jon and Dick

            - When in a large group when at a bar, club or whatever Damian tends to stay close to Raven because 1) they actually have things to talk about 2) she isn’t loud

- Raven & Damian are both assigned to a case that is frankly befuddling and have to start spending long nights and early mornings together to figure it out

- Over that period of time they learn things about each other:

-- Raven learns: 

Damian has a dog (Titus) and cat (Alfred) 

He is single (Kori told her) and lives in an apartment close to the hospital

He has lived in various countries

He is trained in multiple martial arts 

He prefers his tea with brown sugar and a slice of lemon 

His eyes are a true emerald color with a ring of gold and flecks scattered within 

He may hide it well but when Raven compliments him he becomes flustered

He speaks to himself in Arabic when he curses, trying to remember something, doesn’t want anyone to know what he is saying

He isn’t always an asshole

When he actually smiles a true and genuine smile, she has heart palpitations

-- Damian learns:

Raven has two tattoos (neither are a bird), a gang tat (she is saving up to get it removed), and a mantra in Azarathian; Azarath Metrion Zinthos

She immigrated from Azarath when she was around 8

Her notes are in Azarathian

She actually feels a lot of emotion and knows how to control them

If she is not reading about a current or past case she is reading any book or file she can get her hands on, he has caught her reading in multiple different languages; Azarathian, English, French, Russian, Arabic, Dutch, Mandarin, (could be more or less)

She lives alone and has a cat, Nevermore, and thanks to Dick he already knew she was single

She likes all tea, no matter how prepared, but prefers the sweetener to be honey

Her hair is black but shines purple, especially under the ER lights

Her eyes are a purple that at first glance look blue, like Elizabeth Taylor, he realizes though her eyes are galaxies on their own 

When she smiles the world actually stops moving, her eyes shine like stars and he never wants the world to start moving again

She always wears a necklace with a gold and ruby ring at all times (it was her mother’s wedding ring)

- When Damian starts having le feelings for Raven he considers actually seeking medical advice as this has never happened to him before

- Raven tries her best to contain her feelings when at work, going so far as one day a month staying home just to scream, cry and feel her feelings

- It does not help that new feelings towards Damian start popping up, especially since he starts bringing her tea and hanging out with her at work

- During the middle of their 2nd year of residency someone holds Raven hostage in the hospital to fix someone that person loves (this person had connections to Trigon and knew who Raven was)

- That was not a fun time for either Damian or Raven; Damian was outside the hospital pacing trying to figure something out with the other Titans trying to calm themselves and him down

- Shots are fired and when all is said and done, Raven gets shot in the abdomen and the hand (she was in ICU for a hot sec)

- Damian seemed to be there every time Raven woke up, he was always checking on her during rounds even though he wasn’t on her case

- Raven did have to have surgery on her hand and in her abdomen (idk where i’m not getting that specific), she hated being, in her words, coddled 

- Even though Raven was right handed (the one that got shot) she learned how to do everything, writing, eating, going to the bathroom, etc. (many of the other residents are impressed since she keeps working on it after her other hand heals)

- Raven’s room also becomes a space for other residents to destress and just vent about their day. She listens and gives advice, all without looking up from whatever she was doing. 

- During this time Raven becomes hooked on Pretty Pretty Pegasus

- Raven’s room is also full of cards, flowers, etc all from fellow staff and some from patients. When she leaves (she spends a couple weeks in thanks to multiple surgeries, recovery, and other minor injuries) all of the gifts litter her apartment, the cards end up in a box by her desk, she presses the flowers, and stuffed animals are donated to children’s shelter (she keeps some that she has grown attached to)

- During this time Damian is more of an ass than usual (people notice and tease him)

- Damian at some points keeps working without breaks/sleep for hours on end. Dick pulls him aside after noticing, scolds and forces him to sleep in one of the on call rooms. (He really wanted him to go home, but Damian wasn’t leaving)

- Once Raven was discharged Damian and Garfield help her back home (clothes + gifts + Raven w/a healing hand/other injuries = need help) the other Titans would have helped but were needed at the hospital

- Garfield leaves after dropping off Raven and Damian (and her stuff) as he is called in on a Peds case (could be fake, may not be) and Raven & Damian spend the rest of the time basically watching terrible movies. (with Nevermore sitting on both of them)

- That is the night Damian realizes that not only does he like Raven, but he like likes her. He starts devising plans on how to get her to date him. 

- All his plans basically are thrown out the window because of one reason or another (he kept overthinking it)(poor guy)

- It is not until their 3rd year of residency that Raven realizes her feelings towards Damian (Have I made it clear she likes him? I can’t remember...)

- She realizes her feelings when she has to crash at his place for a night (because he lives ridiculously close to the hospital, like how expensive is that??) and he tries to make sure that she is as comfortable as possible 

- She never realized how much he cared for her? Like she was always helping him out and there for him but she never realized he reciprocated that care? *Shocker*

- Raven becomes kind of a mess because of all her emotions that she is trying to bottle up. (all the corks are disintegrating and the jar is overflowing)

- Raven is during her Ortho rotation (bone surgeon people, they are cool, ik from experience) that she actually gets a good release for her emotions (setting peoples bones and drilling and hammering in pins is actually therapeutic) 

- Raven thinks that may be the specialty she chooses

- Damian saw her as a mess and could not fathom why she was said mess, he figured it was about a romantic interest after someone made an offhand comment about her love life and she became a blubbering mess (very un-Raven like)

- After all of well *motions with hands* that Raven asks why Damian doesn’t have a s/o or someone

- He says there is only person that he has been meaning to ask out (looks pointedly at Raven)

- All Raven says is “Go for it.”

And that is where my HCs end. Now if anyone who happens upon this post decides to write a Medical AU with any of these please tag me, tell me, message me. 

You do not have to give me credit, I just want to read it. 

This took me a couple of days to write up, so if it is disjointed I apologize. 

If anything needs to be corrected for any reason let me know!

 I hope this fuels some imaginations!

-I may post more HC AU things if they come to mind, we will have to see.

[mexicancat-girl]

Miraculous Ladybug Sugar Prompts

Because there’s enough hate and salt in this fandom, might as well lighten things up with some positivity.

Marinette brings in leftovers from her parent’s bakery to class so they don’t go to waste, an overflowing box of pastries and breads, before class starts. Everyone in class smiles and thanks her profusely for her kindness, the dreary Monday made a little sweeter by her. Adrien is particularly happy at snagging a croissant, and Nathaniel quietly thanks her for keeping his Kosher diet in mind.

Adrien always makes sure to say hello to all his classmates in the morning, because he knows how it feels like to be ignored and alone in the mornings in his home. He’s like a bright ball of sunshine. Everyone in class feels a little more willing to face the day with his genuine smile and goodwill to start them off. 

Alya gets an excited fan running up to her, realizing she’s the runner of the Ladyblog, and asking for her autograph. The fan thanks her for being so brave and amazing, running around to show Paris what the heroes are doing. Alya recognizes how important her sacrifices mean to the people of Paris, even when she’s not a superhero.

Nino is well-known in his community as being the local DJ for hire. After DJing for someone’s birthday, the family that hired him praise him for being so talented and hardworking, such a young enterpreneur! The others at the party also praise and compliment him, and Nino’s left with a plate of leftovers, a check, and his heart full of pride and happiness that his efforts are paying off in these small ways. He might not be famous yet, or anytime soon, but people enjoying his music and his DJing is still great.

Nathaniel is working on sketches with Marc in the park, when a little girl excitedly runs up to them and asks Nathaniel if he can draw her. The girl’s father catches up and apologizes for his daughter’s rudeness. Nathaniel gives a shocked look over at a smiling Marc, before assuring that it’s fine, he can draw the man’s daughter ‘as practice’. After gifting the girl the drawing, the little girl squeals and hugs him, thanking him profusely. Nathaniel is flustered, especially when the father slips him a bill as a thank you, leaving with his daughter before the artist can stutter out a refusal. Marc giggles and congratulates him on the commission, and Nathaniel laughs helplessly, feeling happy he could make that little girl’s day brighter.

Kim has a swim meet he’s been practicing for weeks. His entire class shows up to cheer him on, and he feels happy and grateful for the support. He ends up coming in at second place, glad he placed, but internally disappointed he didn’t end up getting first. All his classmates cheer for him and assure him that he’s amazing, starting up a chant of “Kim! Kim! Kim!”. The athlete ends up smiling wide and laughing, buoeyed by his friends’ support. He realizes that he might not have gotten first, but he still accomplished something great.

Alix is doing skate tricks in the park, gathering a bit of an audience cheering her on. She smiles and waves at them, going about her laps, before doing an impressive crazy stunt. Everyone has their phones out recording her, cheering loudly and going wild. Alix grins and pants for breath as people start coming up to pat her on the back or congratulate her on the amazing move. She feels proud that people acknowledge her skills

Max and Markov are going to have a presentation with a technology company, which Max is nervous about. He keeps making calculations on how well the meeting will go versus it ending up in disaster. His friends talk him through his anxieties, trying to tell him that he doesn’t need to constantly calculate the possibilities. He just has to go into the meeting and do the best he can. He’s smart, and he knows his stuff. And if it doesn’t work out this time, there’s always next time. Max calms down, bolstered by the support of his friends, and gains a bit of hope and confidence. He takes the advice to heart.

Sabrina spends a weekend with her father doing everything she wants to do, because Roger wants to treat his daughter and catch up with her. He’s been so busy with Akuma, he feels like he hasn’t been there enough for her. So Sabrina and her father sit down to eat pizza and watch one of Sabrina’s favorite shows. The girl gushes about the show and explains the characters to her attentive listener. Her and her dad make ice cream sundaes and eat those as well. Sabrina turns her phone off for the entire weekend, so she won’t worry about anything except taking a relaxing weekend off.

Ivan is working on a new love song for Mylene. He gets the help from his friends in Kitty Section. Rose and Juleka are happy to help, and Luka is there to lend an ear as well and help calm them all down from overwhelming Ivan with nerves. They end up having a casual jam session, laughing and joking and eating snacks Anarka gives them. Ivan is glad he has such cool friends and band mates willing to help him. He’d thought he would be wasting their time with his problems, but they end up spending the time well by goofing off and bonding.

Mylene is excited to plant a new set of herbs for her herb garden. Her boyfriend Ivan is more than happy to help her with the task. And for once, her father has the day off, and helps as well. Mylene gets to spend the day with her two favorite and most important people in her life, helping her and supporting her interests and hobbies. After they’re done, the three attempt to make dinner together. Mylene keeps getting shooed off to do the easier tasks, because her father and boyfriend want her to not have to worry and do the bulk of the cooking. The food ends up looking a little messy and gets toastier than they wanted, but Mylene just laughs happily and thanks her papa and Ivan with kisses on the cheek.

Juleka is trying out new hairstyles one week. Luka helps her brush her hair and style it, the two using tons of bobby pins and looking up tutorials on their phones. She wants to try to see what looks good and what she feels good with, to branch out and be more fashionable. It’ll help her feel more comfortable as well, since she wants to try modeling. Her classmates compliment her different hairstyles, Rose gushing over Juleka the most. Getting constantly peppered in compliments makes Juleka flustered and blush, but she’s also enjoying the support and attention, happy that no matter what she looks like, people still like her.

Rose writes a song to perform for the school’s talent show. Everyone expects a cutesy love song, and are surprised when she starts a heavy rock song while screaming into the mic. Juleka and Ivan whoop and cheer for Kitty Section’s singer, and everyone realizes that Rose has more depth than her pretty in pink exterior shows. Her friends and classmates start rocking out to her song, cheering wildly when she finishes, the loudest group among the others cheering for her. Rose beams and bows, glad to see so much support for her singing.

Chloe has a hard time being nice to people or showing a soft side. So instead of using words, she starts giving people gifts instead. Is it bribery? Yeah. But getting gifts is what she’s used to, and she has tons of money, so why not use it? The class are surprised when she starts doing things like ordering catering for when they have class events, letting Sabrina borrow accessories from her, etc. She even wrinkles her nose and gifts Adrien a wheel of Camembert, telling him he needs to eat more, even if it is stinky cheese. The others in class slowly start to warm up to the queen bee.

Luka usually has a hard time asking for help. He’s used to being the older sibling, the one to take care of things. Used to taking care of the house when his mom’s out working. He’s trying to schedule school with Kitty Section practices and chores, and gets overwhelmed. Despite him trying to hide his stress, someone notices. One day, Juleka sits down with him, offering that she can be the one to shedule their practices for them, and organize their equipment. Luka already does a lot for their family and friends. Heart full and heart song singing, he hugs his little sister tightly and thanks her. It’s good to be reminded that he doesn’t have to be the one to support others, but that others can support him as well.

Kagami is still unfamiliar with social cues, especially as France’s customs are different than Japan’s. Much more familiar, might louder, than what she’s used to. Thankfully, through Adrien and Marinette’s help, Kagami gets slowly more accustomed. She goes to get ice cream with them, picks up on slang, is comfortable enough to allow for casual touches. She’s not sure if Paris will ever be her home, but with the help and support of her slowly growing list of friends, she believes that Paris will no longer feel like enemy territory. Possibly even a home away from home.

Lila sits in her room, alone, and doesn’t plan. Doesn’t scheme. Doesn’t worry about pretenses or spinning a web of lies. Her ailing grandmother calls her, voice kind, Nonna asking her if she’s read any new books or tried any new foods in France. And Lila allows herself an hour of telling her Nonna all the little things about Paris, the tastes and smells and sounds. Of the park near her school, the vendors on the street, the cafe she found and likes to sit and drink a coffee in. Nonna tells her kindly, “I’m glad you’re doing well in Paris. I’m sure your friends are helping you adjust.” Lila thanks her, giving her well-wishes, and hangs up. She wipes away the silent tears on her face. The hour of peace was nice, while it lasted.

[ryuichirou]

Is it too early to ask for Adam and Langa (whats is their ship name?) Head canons yet? Or AUs

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Anonymous asked:

Is it too early to ask for Adam and Langa (whats is their ship name?) Head canons yet? Or AUs

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Ok so our peeps asked for the Edenship headcanons – our peeps are getting Edenship headcanons. I still don’t know which shipname is the most correct one: both Adalan and Edenship sound fine to us, so we’re using both… These two weeks our heads have been overflowing with feelings and thoughts about these two haha, and I definitely won’t be able to share everything (I’d die of exhaustion), but here are some headcanons and stuff that we discussed:

Ainosuke genuinely adores Langa as a person. At first he was mostly fascinated by his unique skating style, but his “crush” grew stronger as Langa kept surprising him. Now he’s pretty sure that Langa just gets it. He gets him. Langa is pretty much the first person out of everyone who Ainosuke “loved” that he started to feel deep connection with.

Langa is surprisingly good at detecting when Ainosuke is upset or angry. If he sees him on TV, he can instantly guess that something is off about him. Langa’s mom doesn’t really understand why her son suddenly got so into politics, but ok sure.

Ainosuke sends tons of gifts and flowers to Langa, either anonymously or as Adam. And it all started very suddenly: one day Langa just woke up to his mom being shook because of all of the expensive gifts that were delivered to them this morning. Langa’s never even told Adam his address…

They have the same love language: quality time; even though Ainosuke clearly goes into the gift giving territory sometimes. I’m not sure how to word this better, but google 5 love languages if you haven’t heard about this concept.

When Ainosuke learned that Langa loves food, he had a “eureka” moment. He sends him treats quite regularly: expensive sweets, meats, fruit baskets, snacks from around the world, different confectionery stuff, etc etc etc. He really wished he could go to all the best restaurants with Langa and feed him and tell him that he can order whatever he wants… He really enjoys spoiling Langa. He can also easily take him to a fast-food restaurant too, though, whatever pleases Langa.

Ainosuke would gladly invite Langa to a private cruise to spend some time with him in luxury and comfort. He’d insist on calling it their honeymoon. Maybe he’d get a ship with some kind of skating place inside?? I’m pretty sure everything’s possible with money he possesses lol

Oh and hotels. A lot of great hotels. Whenever Ainosuke has some free time, he tries to spend as much time with Langa as possible, and hotels help him a lot: both regular ones and love hotels. He’s very cautious in picking them though, since he needs to be careful because of his career and stuff.

When Ainosuke is in his Adam attire, he loves public display of affection. He clings to Langa, hugs and kisses him, talks about his love and makes sure to use perfect phrasing for all that, just so everyone else feels either jealous or singled out, like the entire world besides these two doesn’t exist. Langa doesn’t really care about his dramatic performance and never stops him, thus enabling him to continue further.

Remember that famous “I’d rather love than be loved” line? This is pretty much how these two are during intimate moments: Ainosuke prefers doing everything by himself. He loves being in control and watching Langa’s reactions to everything he’s doing to him. That being said, Langa has his moments of somewhat taking the initiative, and he’s pretty much the only person Ainosuke can accept that from: the man really hates being touched in any way or any amount of control over the situation being taken away from him.

Ainosuke is impossible to shut up. Both in general and while they’re having sex. The amount of horny romantic yet somehow gross bs he’s saying is impossible to process. It’s not like it annoys Langa though, he either listens to everything he’s saying or spaces out.

Ainosuke bites and leaves a lot of marks after himself. He really wants Langa to look at them and remember about him while he isn’t around. Sometimes Langa doesn’t even see all the marks Ainosuke’s leaving him with…

Overstimulation is a thing. Of course Ainosuke would push Langa in the zone in one way or another, come on now.

And asphyxiation is a thing too. But Ainosuke is still never really sadistic and cruel when he’s with Langa: he adores him way too much, so it’s more of a “too much love” type of situation.

Langa is intrigued by whatever Ainosuke’s doing to him. A lot of times he enjoys things he probably shouldn’t or a lot of people would be terrified by. But he is an adrenalin junkie after all, so while Ainosuke says that they’re making love and stuff, it’s not unusual for them to push limits. Ainosuke isn’t vanilla at all, and while he isn’t rude to Langa, he’s still quite kinky.

[bangchanstudio]

Never Have I Ever | Changbin (3/?)

pairing: seo changbin x reader (fem)

genre: university au, awkward friends to ? something more? smut, house party

tw: sex, attempted date rape (spiked drink), mild panic attack, unprotected sex, penetration, cursing, praising, mild dom!changbin kink, oral sex (fem;receiving), fighting?

word count: 6.8k

ch.one | ch.two

synopsis: you’re forced to face Changbin after ghosting him for weeks, and things happen.

note: I suffered A LOT writing this so please SUFFER WITH ME. Shout out to sera aka @seraplantery​ for thirsting over changbin with me and his new fresh undercut as i wrote this 🥺 you the real one✨ again, i would love it if you let me know what you thought about this etc. i would love to interact more with those you read my fics!! 🥰 feel free to drop ideas or suggestions/requests in my inbox~ ps. if you would like to be added to the tag list for ✨NHIE✨ please let me know via inbox/message ❤️

taglist: @seraplantery​ @chang-binnie @synnocence @lordseochangbin​

“Spill it, sister.” The way Hyunjin crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently reminded you of your mother when you were in high school, waiting for a confession after sneaking out to a party the night before with the guys.

Suddenly, the ramen hanging out of your mouth that linked to your chopsticks seemed one hundred times more interesting than looking at Jinnie. He was good at seeing through your lies but mostly because you were such a bad liar.

When your only response was a shrug, he let out an exaggerated sigh. “You’ve been acting sus for days now.”

“How?” You asked, still avoiding his gaze, sipping on your straw.

“Well, for starters, you’ve stopped pestering us about what happened at the party.” He eyed you up and down. “Did you remember?”

“Just that we watched a hot ass morning sex video.” You said wiggling your eyebrows. “Really, there’s nothing going on.”

That was a lie.

The only thing that was running through your mind most of the time these days was Changbin. Since that night you went to see him you couldn’t stop thinking about his touch. His skin. His lips. The way he tasted. Changbin got your number from Chan, but you were avoiding him. He wasn’t one to chase or push either, so when you didn’t reply to his first message he didn’t send another.

Chan already interrogated you about the night he walked in on you blowing Changbin, and asked why you haven’t talked to him. You could only assume Changbin told Chan you were ghosting him, and Chan knowing you like the back of his hand decided to mediate. You were grateful, because he never judged you for being an asshole or ghosting people. You were always like this and you had been told by many people that you were “too much”, but not Chan. That’s what made you love him and run to him. Even when you didn’t run to him because you were too self-conscious and didn’t want to annoy him, he’d go to you. Talking with Chan helped you realize you didn’t know anything at all and that it would all be okay regardless.

“You know what your problem is, (Y/N)?” Chan started two weeks after you went to see Changbin at his apartment.

“No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.” You were laying upside down on your couch, feet hanging over the backrest next to Chan who was sitting upright typing away on his laptop.

“You avoid thinking about your feelings. Instead of trying to face them head on and figure them out, you just run away.”

Ouch. The truth of his words stung.

“Just slap me next time will ya?” He rolled his eyes at your remark.

“I’m serious.” He closed his laptop placing it on the coffee table before giving you his full attention taking your hand in his as if you were a child. “Look, you know I love you. I care about you and I want to see you happy. That’s why we need to figure this out together. Tell me, when you look at Changbin, what do you feel?”

That was a tough question to answer. “Do I really have to think about that?” You whined.

“Yes.” He said sternly in his dad voice. “We’re going to figure this out together because if not you’re just going to continue this vicious cycle forever and I won’t stand by it.”

Sighing, you closed your eyes trying to find something, anything that you could put into words.

The image of seeing Changbin for the first in over a year at Seungmin’s house party at the start of summer came rushing back. You were sitting at the bar table in the wide living room of Seungmin’s mansion in a champagne slip dress and red lips talking your half tipsy ass off with your girl friend when she gasped at a hot guy who walked in. The place was overflowing with bodies, the heat made your skin slightly damp and the music was loud. There was a mixture of cigarette smoke and the smell of booze flowing in the air, basically it smelled like a good time.

“Who’s that hottie coming in with Felix?” She had asked shouting over the DJ and pointing at the door with her free hand, drink in the other.

Your heart had stopped and the smile you had plastered on your face slowly faded as you saw Changbin walk in, leather jacket, hood up, hat covering his features, but you knew it was him. He was scanning the crowed, high-fiving and bro hugging Seungmin and Minho as they found him. Minho had turned to find you amongst the crowd and nodded your way, Changbin found you but turned away. He never went up to you that night and you didn’t either.

“I feel sad.” You admitted, voice only slightly above a whisper.

“That’s good, (Y/N). That’s a good place to start.”

[three days later]

“Another party?”

Everyone was gathered around in your apartment eating your food and playing video games.

“Yeah, my parents are going overseas again so it’s the perfect time. I think we all could use a good old fashion house party.” Seungmin, respectable Virgo though he may be, was notorious for his house parties. He always had the best DJ’s, the best drinks and most importantly a big house.

“God knows we need to let loose, especially (Y/N).” Felix smirked over at you wiggling his eyebrows, blocking the pillow you threw at him.

“Besides, it’ll be funner this time since Changbin is back and we’ve been hanging out.” The room went quiet at Jeongin’s comment, just the video game sounding in the background “Oh… was I not suppose to say that?”

“Just focus on your game the grown ups are talking.” Hyunjin hushed the younger boy. “Everything is set to go we just need to go shopping.”

“We?” Everything sounded amazing except parties meant socializing, dressing up and being in public. You had a love hate relationship with parties, about as much as you had a love hate relationship with everything else in life.

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The weekend came faster than you could have hoped for and that mean the party did too. All you could think about was how you planned to avoid Changbin, though it shouldn’t be too hard in a house that big. You did it once before. The truth was, maybe you were scared to genuinely fall for him, just as he had said he was afraid of falling of falling for you. The only thing you knew how to do when you were unsure of anything was to run away.

Chan was right and you knew it. Your flight instinct was all you were good at but even you knew it would be your downfall eventually.

“Wear this. From your bestest friend in the whole wide world – Jinnie”

Hyunjin stopped by while you were in the shower and shouted a quick goodbye, reminding you to not be “late” to the party before rushing back out in less than a minute. You pulled your towel closer to your cold body before opening the top of the box and pulling out a really short, strappy, silk red slip dress.

“Does he want me to die of hypothermia?” you mumbled to yourself before doing your hair and make up. All the while constantly checking your phone to keep tabs on Chan’s eta. The best you could do was curl your hair and do some basic face makeup since you loved striking more with red lips rather than heavy eyes. Since the party had a rave vibe you opted for a way heavier highlight than normal and sprinkled a bit of body glitter along your collarbones and shoulders.

“(Y/N), I’m here !” Chan’s voice rang out as you heard him shuffling from the entrance to your room.

“Are you rea– damn girl, who are you?” He stopped dead in his tracks taking you in from head to toe.

“Fuck, this is too slutty right?” You turned from your long mirror to face Chan.The dress fit you well enough, but it was so short and low cut you thought your boobs would fall out at one wrong move, not that you had much to begin with, but this dress sure made it seem like you had a decent amount of cleavage. “Shit, I need to find something else to wear. I swear Hyunjin just wants to make me look like–”

“No! Don’t you dare, you look amazing, you are totally wearing that tonight. Just take a good coat so you don’t get sick.” Just like Chan to nag, you couldn’t help but laugh at his comment.

By the time you both made it to the party it was close to 10pm, definitely late. The taxi left you at the gate at the bottom of a small hill. Making your way up you were grateful you opted for a pair of black boots instead of heels. There were a lot of people making their way up to the house and people spilling out of the house as you got closer. The bass could be heard since you stepped out of the taxi and the closer you got the sounds of chatter, heavy laughter and shouting got louder. Crowds made you nervous but holding on to Chan’s arm made you feel better. After a few drinks you wouldn’t be as nervous or anxious. Alcohol had a way of numbing just about anything.

Stepping into the house the heat of bodies welcomed you, almost immediately encouraging you to take off your coat before handing it to Chan who in turn put it, along with his in the hallway closet. You were familiar enough with Seungmin’s house to be able to use certain areas of his place that would otherwise be deemed unappropriated for others.

“Welcome, welcome friends.” Seungmin said greeting you and Chan with a hug. Hyunjin and Felix followed close behind.

“Wow, (Y/N) that dress looks so much better than I imagined!” Hyunjin didn’t trust your sense of taste when it came to party or club attire so he had the habit of picking things up for you ever since you all started partying and clubbing together junior and senior year of high school.

Felix handed you a drink with a sympathetic look, maybe your nervous were louder on your face than you realized. You looked around the crowd trying to see if you could spot Changbin’s figure but by the looks of it he wasn’t here. Even though you were avoiding him, your heart still sank a little.

Get it together, you scolded yourself.

Before you knew it you found yourself on the dance floor passing between Hyunjin, Felix and a couple of strangers. Drinks and shots started to blur as your nervous melted and you started to feel slightly dizzy at the heat and bass filling your chest. The black lights made everything neon and colorful, there were even bubble machines that left residue of shimmer on everyone’s hair, face and body as they burst.

“Whoa– whoa!” Hyunjin shouted as you grinded your ass on a guy, making you laugh and push the stranger away before turning back to Hyunjin, throwing your arms around his neck and his hanging lazily on your hips. Felix had gone off somewhere, probably the bathroom. “Do you think Changbin will show up?”

You shrugged, not wanting to ruin the fun you were having. “Who knows.”

Eventually, you found yourself alone on the dance floor still as Hyunjin went to look for Felix, probably to do other things with him.

The vibrations of the song were filling you when you felt a pair of hands grab your waist letting you know someone was there, but you couldn’t see who since they were behind you. You let your body lean back into the stranger swaying to the song coming out of the loud speakers. He felt strong and warm though he reeked of weed which immediately turned you off, but you didn’t leave him enjoying his body instead.

“Let’s grab a drink.” The stranger said, grabbing your wrist and leading you off the dance floor, weaving you through the crowd. He wasn’t half bad looking, though, the thought came to you like second nature... but he wasn’t Changbin.

You leaned against the bar, letting the coolness of the marble run up the length of your arms, without thinking you placed your forehead down the bar top to cool off a bit. It felt good against your hot skin and the heat of the room.

“Here you go.” The stranger said handing you the drink with a cocky smile.

You thanked him raising the drink to your lips. He had a dark glint in his eyes that made you hesitate. “Fuck!” You shouted as someone grabbed the wrist you were holding your drink with, jerking it away.

“What the fuck did you put in this?” It was Changbin. You froze as he grabbed the glass out of your hand, still holding onto you. He shoved the glass in the guys face, “Drink it.”

“No way, I got that for her.” He said disgust in his voice, knocking the glass out of Changbin’s hand. It shattered on the floor, but you hardly heard a thing over the loud music that was playing. “What? Is she your bitch?”

“She’s not a bitch and what she is to me is none of your fucking business.” Changbin got between you and the guy, shoving his chest.

Fuck, this was not good. You desperately looked around for Chan or Jisung, anyone that could stop Changbin better than you could. You’d seen him in enough fights to know this wouldn’t end well. Of all the good qualities Changbin had, holding back was not one of them.

“What the fuck man, I was just trying to have a little fun.” The guy shoved Changbin back, though it didn’t have much effect since Changbin had a pretty solid build.

“’A little fun’ by what? By spiking a girls drink? You must be one desperate piece of shit if you can’t get a single girl to sleep with you of their own free will.” Changbin’s words made you go cold.

Did he spike your drink when you weren’t looking?

“No, it’s just funner when their helpless.” The guy retorted.

You could feel the rage boil up in Changbin and spill over seconds before he threw his fist connecting it with the guy’s jaw, sending him stumbling into a crowd. The guy couldn’t recover before Changbin grabbed him by the collar throwing him on the ground and shoving a knee into his chest hitting him again and again.

“You low life piece of shit, I hope you rot in hell.” He said between every punch.

Fuck, fuck, fuck where the hell was everyone when you needed them?! You desperately wanted Changbin to stop fighting. The fact that they had garnered a crowd of on lookers but no one was stepping in annoyed you.

“Changbin, stop!” You pleaded but when he didn’t respond you grabbed his arm just as he was bracing to throw it again, “Please, stop!”

Changbin tensed as he turned to face you, his eyes were scary.. on fire with rage. Your eyes must have been desperate because you could feel his anger slowly start to dissipate. For a moment it was as if everything went quiet and all you could hear was your breathing and heartbeat pounding in your ears.

The stranger seized the moment and opening to escape from under Changbin’s hold and book it into the crowd shoving a few people out of the way.

“Fuck.” Changbin mumbled watching the guy run off, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

He helped you to your feet before taking you by the hand and leading you around the bar and up the grand stairwell. His pace was a little faster than what you normally walked and with the alcohol running rampant in your veins you stumbled and struggled to keep up with him, but he didn’t seem to notice. He was gripping your hand so tight you knew even if you tripped enough to fall, he would catch you.

The hallway lead off to various rooms and people were piling around room entrances and playing various games from drinking games to board games. The bass still sounded throughout the house, but you could hear a little more clearly from up here.

“Get the fuck out,” Changbin pulled you into Seungmin’s room where two people were making out on his couch. “Now.” He ordered.

The couple glanced at each other but did as they were told, which was good on their part. Changbin was scary when he was mad. You were dreading whatever was about to happen because he pulled you away from the crowd probably to scold you for almost getting yourself drugged.

The couple left closing the door behind them leaving you in a dim lit room with Changbin angrily pacing back and forth.

“You are so reckless!” Changbin’s voice made you flinch. You know he didn’t mean to, but he still needed to learn how to control his anger. “Why would you take a drink from someone you don’t know?”

All you could do was wrap your arms around yourself and avoid Changbin’s eyes. You felt like you could melt under his gaze, or burn.

“There are bad guys out there, (Y/N), just waiting for you to let your guard down enough so they can take advantage of you.” He was saying it with good intentions but that still didn’t make you any less angry about it.

“So, what the hell am I suppose to do then? Just not go out? Not drink or have any fun?” Your argument was weak but you hated being pushed around. Especially by Seo Changbin.

“That’s not the point, (Y/N) and you know it.” He stopped pacing taking an abrupt step towards you, your back hit the wall. He took another step cornering you in.

From this close you could smell his cologne, warm and musky. His chest was rising higher than normal, his anger still evident in his eyes and the way he set his jaw. Damn he looks so hot... wait shut up this is not the right time, you tried shaking the thought away but Changbin hit the wall next to your head making you jump.

“Look at me.” His voice was strained.

“Make me.” You challenged, the words leaving your lips before you could filter them out as this is a really bad idea, don’t say that.

He grabbed your jaw fingers digging into your cheeks forcing you to meet his gaze. It annoyed you how much that turned you on, you squeezed your eyes shut trying to control your lust.

“Do you like it when I get rough with you, is that it?” Changbin squeezed a little tighter until you opened your eyes meeting his. Fuck, was all you could think.

“Maybe.” You replied raising an eyebrow. “Maybe I just want to see you go insane.” 

His dark laugh made you tremble.

“You know what drives me insane?” He sneered, “The fact that we had one decent, open conversation and then you ghost me like a fucking stranger you met off Tinder.”

To be fair, you knew it was coming. You shoved him off, crossing the room before slumping down on the couch, kicking your boots off and crossing one leg over the other so you wouldn’t flash him by accident.

He watched you from across the room as you noticeably gathered your thoughts before starting, “I.. I didn’t mean to do that.”

Changbin threw his head back in disbelief laughing before angrily asking if you were serious. You didn’t reply which seemed to only set him off even more. He crossed the large room in three strides before sitting down on the coffee table right in front of you leaning forward, elbows on his knees, face resting in his hands; but you didn’t flinch or shrink away this time.

“Then why did you do that to me?” His voice was lower now, his eyes were closed as if he was struggling just to say those words. As if he was trying to hid the hurt that was laced in that question.

“Because I wanted you to feel the same hurt that I felt when you abandoned me.” The words stumbled out of your mouth again before you could stop them.

You both froze.

It’s not something you consciously had thought out, but as soon as you said it you realized that was it. That was the real reason you were avoiding him, you wanted to get back at him. You wanted him to feel the same pain and loneliness you did when he left. Of what could have been but wasn’t.

“That’s fair.” Changbin concluded before straightening his back. “I don’t blame you.”

You sized him up trying to find any trace that he was lying, but he seemed a little more relaxed now. His shoulders were slack, his breathing was normal, eyes serious.

“Really?”

He nodded. “There is one thing though.” He said placing his hand on your knee before pushing it off your other leg. “I haven’t repaid you for that one time at the apartment.”

Your eyes widened as he pushed your legs apart. “Wh–what are you doing?”

He smirked at your sudden shyness. “I told you. Paying you back.”

“No, no it’s okay, I swear, just don’t mention it.” You clumsily shot up before stepping a safe distance away suddenly cursing yourself for being barefoot.

He laughed with his whole chest before standing up straight. “Come on, you were not this shy sucking me off.”

Your cheeks were burning, you were positive your face was the same color as your dress. Changbin made his way over to you, pushing your hair back behind your shoulder. The closeness of his body, the way his eyes made trails down your neck and collarbones made you tremble again, you tried crossing your arms to keep yourself still.

He noticed you shaking.

“Hey, (Y/N), it’s really okay if you don’t want to. I would never do anything you weren’t comfortable with.” His voice was soft, worried.

“It’s not that,” You trailed off averting your gaze. “It’s just I’ve never been... You know.”

“Never what?” He raised his eyebrow in that way that said, I don’t believe you,”I know you’re not a virgin.”

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, “Of course not, I mean the,” You flailed with your hand trying to get the point across without explicitly saying it, “I’ve never.. you know.”

Realization dawned on his features, “Oh... you’ve never been eaten out?”

“Fuck, yes, Changbin. That. God.” The fact that he said it out loud made you even more shy.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered.” He said before pinching your cheek and biting his lip.

“This room’s taken.” Changbin called as a couple walked in barely keeping each other on their feet. He shoved them out before closing and locking the door behind them.

“Changbin!” You squeaked as he rushed back over to you, picking you up off the ground and carrying you to the bed before tossing you easily on it. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, one you hadn’t seen in a very long time.

“Who let you wear this dress?” He asked pulling at it teasingly; undressing you with his eyes.

“Jinnie bought it for me.” You replied. He took off his jacket, the sleeves of his black shirt were cut off revealing his biceps. “Been working out?” You asked not hiding your want anymore.

“Like what you see?” Changbin asked before pulling your legs towards him so your bum was at the end of the mattress.

You nodded, biting the tip of your finger as you gazed up at him. He ran his hands up your calves and thighs before tugging you a little closer to the edge.

“When did you get so buff?” You asked half teasing. He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, you know just looking out for my health.”

“Sure.” You rolled your eyes laughing.

There was silence as Changbin took you in again, staring down at you, his face unreadable as always. “Would it be okay if we forgot everything for a little while?”

His words made you catch your breath in your chest. Your fingertips grazed his hands on your thighs, slowly back and forth before nodding hesitantly, “That sounds fun” You breathed.

Changbin smiled before slipping his hands under your dress and slowly pulled down your lacy black panties. He got on his knees and spread your legs open, the motion made you squeeze your eyes shut squeaking in the process, covering your face with your hands.

“Ah, what? Don’t tell me you’re still shy.” Changbin laughed before placing small kisses on the inside of your thighs, switching between the two. There was a soft romantic song playing in the distance, so you tried to focus on it to calm your increasing heartbeat as Changbin kissed and sucked small spots on your sensitive skin.

His breath was warm as were his lips and his hands felt like they were burning on your thighs. It wasn’t long until you felt your body longing for more of him. He noticed the way your breathing started to come slightly quicker, the way your legs started to unconsciously shake with want and desire. He saw the way you bit your lip trying to keep yourself from making any sound, and the way you covered your eyes with your arm, hand clenched into a fist.

He smirked wanting to make you break.

“Oh, my god.” You breathed as you felt his tongue trace along your folds. You trembled at his warm touch. He liked the way you looked from this point of view and the way you tasted on his tongue.

His mouth found your clit and you let out a “Fuck,” as he drew circles with his tongue, the sensation sending waves of pleasure that you had never felt before. It was so much better than touching yourself. He went between licking you up and circling your clit occasionally sucking on it making you whimper.

“That feels so so good,” Your hands found their way into his hair pushing it out of his eyes, he looked sexy from here.

“I’m glad you like it,” He hummed still at your core, the vibrations of his voice against your clit making you shake.

You could feel the heat starting to rise, the way that familiar knot was forming in your core. 

But suddenly, you remembered the guy on the dance floor. The way he smelled of weed, the way he pushed his body against your back. The way he lead you off the dance floor and handed you the drink. The drink you almost drank, the one he drugged to... 

The sensation hit you like a truck after a few minutes and you could feel the pleasure start to change into something else, your breathing was coming out faster and heavier. The walls of the room started to close in and you felt like you might pass out. Your thighs were trembling and Changbin had to hold them open to keep you from trying to close them.

“Changbin I– I– fuck, I–,” you couldn’t form a coherent sentence and panic started to rise in your chest. There were black dots starting to dance across your vision, you felt claustrophobic, “Shit, it’s really heavy. Changbin, please,”

 “Please what?” He asked, noticing panic in your voice. But you couldn’t speak all you could do was clench his hair making him stop.

“I– I need to catch my breath.” Fuck why were you panicking now. You sat up clenching your chest trying to focus your breathing. Changbin was sitting back on his knees, he grabbed your face between his hands trying to get you to focus on him.

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay just look at me. Focus on me.” His eyes and voice were calm but you felt a small part of you unraveling. Your chest hurt from how hard you were trying to breath, you tried closing your eyes but Changbin got your attention again, “No, (Y/N) look at me, keep focusing on me. I’m here. I’m real.”

Your eyes desperately searched his face trying to center yourself.

“The guy fro–from be–before, I– I’m having a p–anic attack,” You chocked out trying to at least tell him what was happening. It wasn’t the first time he saw you panic, but it had been a very long time.

“Okay, baby, don’t worry I’m right here. Just breathe. Can you tell me five things you can see? Come on, just five little things.” You could only see a small glint of desperation in his eyes.

“H–hair,” You chocked out looking at his dark hair, “Eyes,” His eyes that felt like home...

“That’s great, baby, really great. Three more. Just tell me three more little things you see.” Changbin encouraged, hands warm against your cheeks.

“Nose” that you loved to pinch when you would tease him in high school, “Cheeks,” they were flushed, “Lips,” they were soft and still wet from eating you out, your eyes stayed there.

“Great. Now four things you can touch.”

Your breathing was still heavy but you were a tiny bit calmer. You touched the bed for a few seconds, your dress, his hair and his hands on your face.

“Three things you can hear.” He continued calmly, voice like honey.

You concentrated, “rain, piano, your breathing.”

“Two things you can smell.”

“Beer and... your cologne.” Your eyes were closed but you were almost in complete control again.

“That’s amazing baby, now tell me one thing you can taste,”

“Dos XX.” You opened your eyes, he was smiling softly. “Damn it, Changbin I’m so sorry.”

You felt so guilty for freaking out like that. It was something that was out of your control but you still felt guilty and week for letting it overtake you like that. Especially now of all moments.

Changbin stayed on his knees looking up at you. You felt so embarrassed. Why did that have to happen now, you cursed yourself again. It had been months since your last panic attack but something about the way that guy tried to drug you made you lose your mind.

You pulled Changbin’s arm tugging him to join you on the bed. “Can you hug me for a bit, please?”

He chuckled before kicking off his shoes and climbing onto the bed. He pulled your body back with him as he sat up right against the headboard. His arms were wrapped tightly around your waist as you settled between his legs. He rested his chin on your shoulder half mumbling half singing the lyrics to I will follow you into the dark and swaying you gently. You closed your eyes relaxing against his chest, feeling the vibrations as he sang the sweet words into your ear. You felt at home in his arms, they were strong and safe. Like a fortress.

After a while of being like this you shifted in his embrace enough to where you could look up at him.

“What?” He asked half worried half smiling.

“Thank you for saving me. Or well, not saving me but you know... saving me. I didn’t realize the guy was a total scumbag. I should have been more careful.” You looked down fiddling with your fingers.

Changbin was quiet for a long time before responding. “If you let me be near you again, I promise I will always keep you safe.”

You met his gaze again. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, yes, I like you. A lot, actually. But I understand if you don’t want to be with me in that way or at least not right now, but it would be really great if we could try being friends again.. like before.”

Like before.

That’s all you had ever wanted. Was to go back to how things had been before, but you weren’t sure if that was even possible anymore. So much at had changed, everything was different. You were different.

“Can we go back to forgetting everything... Just for a little while longer?” You asked placing your hand on his neck, pulling his lips down to yours. You felt tired from the panic attack, but you need to feel something. Something that would replace the fear.

“Are you sure this is okay?” Changbin asked, he was hesitating against your lips.

You nodded pulling him into a kiss, your hands getting lost in his hair. Everything seemed to rush, the way your teeth teased his lips and his yours. The way you shifted yourself to lay down on your back pulling Changbin on top of you as you did. The way his hands slipped under your dress feeling your cold skin, and yours tugging his shirt desperately. You pulled the shirt over his head tossing it to the side before he went back to your lips shoving his tongue into your mouth. You could still taste yourself on his tongue and you blushed.

“I really want you to fuck me.”

Changbin chocked at your comment before laughing, “Damn, you can be really bold sometimes. I like it.”

He wasted no time unbuckling his belt buck, he looked so sexy doing it biting his lip, he knew what he could do to you. Changbin discarded the rest of his clothes and pulled your dress off surprised to see you weren’t wearing a bra.

“What?” You teased.

“Nothing, you’re just really hot.” His lips were hot on your chest, trailing down your stomach and back up again. His hands massaging your boobs before taking one in his mouth, he nibbling on your nipple the sensation making you whimper.

You pulled him by his hair back up to your lips, your legs wrapping around his bare waist pulling his naked body to yours.

“If you make me wait any longer I’m going to go crazy,” You whined pouting at Changbin making him laugh. “Oh, fuck,” he said shaking his head, “I don’t have a condom, I forgot my wallet at home...” At this point you were so turned on you just wanted to hit him, but you needed him so desperately. 

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill. Either way, I trust you.” You looked at him as you consented, before pulling his body closer to yours. The tip of his throbbing cock was teasing your entrance and you whined pushing your hips to get closer to him.

Changbin tsked, “You’re so impatient baby girl.”

“I need you, I don’t want to feel afraid anymore.” You didn’t care that the words sounded dumb or selfish, it was the truth.

“You don’t need to be afraid with me around.” He hummed into your neck brushing his head against your cheek, his hair was soft and smelled of mint. “I’ll keep you safe.” his words gave you chills.

“I know that, Changbin.” You didn’t, but you wanted to.

He slowly pushed his tip into your entrance making you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Look at me,” Changbin said grabbing your jaw in the way that was starting to feel familiar. “I want you to know that it’s me, that it’s me and no one else.”

You picked up on what he was hinting at, because there were things he noticed that you didn’t. Like what may or may not trigger another panic attack. He was right, so you kept your eyes open, watching as his face scrunched up as he pushed himself into your pussy stretching you out.

“Oh, fuck that’s tight.” He groaned, voice raspy and deep. “Fuck.”

He waited for you to adjust before continuing to move slowly in and out. You were still slick from before, so even though he filled you up it felt so good. The way he kissed your neck, and left love marks made you whine and tell him how much you had always wanted to do this.

“How many times have you thought about fucking me?” He asked, sitting back on his knees and pulling your waist higher to fuck you at a better angle. These types of positions always made you a little self conscious since he had a full frontal view, but you felt safe under his gaze.

“Too many to count.” You admitted laughing before moaning as he picked up the pace in time to the song that was playing downstairs. The friction felt like heaven and you felt the butterflies in your stomach start to turn into little knots. “Have you ever thought about fucking me?”

“Since the day I met you,” Changbin confessed between moans. “Fuck (Y/N) you feel so fucking good.”

“Changbin,” You moaned his name, eyes rolling back shut. You arched your back slightly as he pounded into you, the increased pace was making you feel hotter. “Fuck, if I would have known you were this good I would have asked you to fuck me sooner.”

He laughed at your vulgar comment, “Where? Like at the hide out?” He slammed into you again making you curse, your walls starting to clench around his cock.

“Yeah, that would have been really fun.” You found his hand and squeezed it. “Shit, I’m getting really close.” “Don’t worry baby you can cum whenever you want.” His words made you go crazy, and he praised you telling you how well you were doing. He pulled your legs up over his shoulder and bottoming you out with each and every thrust.

“Changbin, don’t stop.” You moaned as the sound of his skin slapping yours echoed louder and louder, Changbin’s breathing was hitching and you knew he was about to cum too. “Fuck,” The knots in your stomach turned into heatwaves as you released onto Changbin, he slammed into you harder and faster the friction making you see stars.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Changbin moaned your name as he came in you, his hot white liquid filling you up and you loved the way it felt. “Shit.”

He fell on your chest letting your legs rest on either side of him, you both struggled to catch your breath but the sound was sweet in your ears. Changbin kept telling you how beautiful you looked in this mess and how amazing you felt. You ran your fingers through his wet hair, admiring his beautiful features as he rested on your chest.

“Hands down,” Changbin breathed, swallowing his spit to hydrate his dry throat, “My favorite.”

You waited for him to finish his thought but he didn’t.

“Your favorite what?” You probed, putting your arm on your forehead still coming down from your high.

“Oh, my favorite sex round.” He said still breathing heavy, laughing. The sound echoing in your chest.

“Yeah, it was pretty fucking amazing.” You agreed. Changbin pulled himself out of you slowly before settling next to you pulling you close. You rested your head on his chest hearing his heartbeat return to normal, the sound bringing you peace.

His hand traced the curve of your waist, and he did that for long time.

Eventually you both fell asleep and sometime through the night, decided to just keep sleeping getting comfortable under the covers and Changbin’s skin pressed against yours.

It was the first night in a long time where you felt like you actually rested well. The morning light woke you and for a few seconds you started to panic, until you saw Changbin’s sleeping face next to yours. Then you remembered the night before, and the amazing things you felt. You calmed your heart and snuggled back into his chest.

“Mm?” he mused lightly.

“Shh, sorry for waking you.” You whispered wrapping your arms around him tightly. He chuckled and fell back asleep in seconds.

That was until Seungmin walked through the door and started yelling every curse word in the book, “What the fuck do you guys think you’re doing in my bed. Wait, fuck, what the hell did you guys do in my bed? Don’t tell me you fucking had sex in my bed that is so fucking gross. Ew! I hate you guys, we’re not friends anymore, get the hell out of my house and wash the damn sheets before you leave I’m telling Chan on you guys..” Seungmin stormed out of the room continuing his rant.

You and Changbin exchanged looks before bursting out laughing.

“I really hope this doesn’t turn into an everyday thing when we have sex.” Changbin said whipping a tear from his eye from laughing so hard. First Chan and now Seungmin.

You prayed to the gods the same thing.