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explicit-tae · 1 year ago

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Babe I just giggle maniacally for a straight up fluff of ungodly hour. Where mc just softly complaining in whispers to jk her back hurts for her work and ehem from him too. Jk just cooed and rubs her back her cheeks her arms her thighs cuz boy when simp for the ninth time and its all just fluff UGHHHH

you know every time someone has a thought about ungodly hour i have to write it 😭💜

Ungodly Hour

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“So I was thinking about wearing this tomorrow for dinner with your parents.” Jungkook turns around, holding up something you didn’t care to see. “I need to come off as someone who - are you okay?”

Jungkook knits his brows at your unmoving position on the bed - the same position he’s left you in 10 minutes prior - naked and all.

You mumble something inaudible to Jungkook and he sighs. He places the shirt neatly back into the closet and comes closer to the bed. “This is why I said we need a safe word.”

You suck your teeth at Jungkook’s words.

“Don’t be like that, Y/N. I fucked you so good that-”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” You hiss, straining your neck to look at him.

Jungkook wants to laugh because, of course, you’d speak up to argue with him.

“It’s not like we do anything that requires a safe word. You act as if you have me hanging from the ceiling.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes. “The way you’re laying there after a good fuck, you mind-”

Jungkook manages to dodge a kick, but it isn’t like you put enough force into it. Jungkook decides to stop teasing you.

“My body just hurts.” you murmur, a slight pout on your lips. “Not because of you or your mediocre dick, either. I just had a long day at work.”

Jungkook scoffs with a roll of his eye. “It must be so hard standing in the same place.”

Your eyes harden at Jungkook and in retaliation, you decide to turn over, back facing him. “I actually had to stock stuff today.” you say. You were sick of Jungkook and his constant teasing that your job “wasn’t stressful” because all you did was “stand there and look pretty”.

Jungkook gasps dramatically. “They had you stock the shelves?” he hides his laughter, especially when you attempt to send another kick his way that he dodges easily. “My poor Y/N, having to work even though I pay for everything.”

Jungkook dips onto his bed beside you, his hands rubbing circles onto your back. “Maybe you should quit if it’s starting to strain your body.”

You lay on your arms, turning your head to look at Jungkook with an unamused look. “I can’t just quit my job.”

Jungkook blinks, deepening the pressure onto your back. “Why not?” he asks. “What if they have you stock more shelves?” Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek because the thought of stocking shelves straining your body this much makes him want to laugh at how dramatically (cute) you were.

“Nice to know that my pain is bringing you such enjoyment.” you bite back, closing your eyes.

“Of course not.” Jungkook focuses his hands on your neck, rubbing circles around them before he reaches your shoulders. “You don’t want to quit. This is your own fault.”

“I have bills to pay.” you murmur gently.

“I pay your bills.” Jungkook retorts. And it wasn’t a lie - but it isn’t like you asked him to. Jungkook insisted like he always did, stating that if you and he were going to be dating then that meant he was going to have to “step up” more. “I get you everything you need. Your paychecks are just pocket change.”

“Ugh, rude.” you turn your head the other way, sighing as Jungkook's hands dip onto your back. “Maybe I don’t want to leech off of you.”

Jungkook remains quiet - you were far too stubborn. His words do nothing but go into one ear and out the other - no matter how many times Jungkook has to explain that he enjoys doing what he does for you, you’d never see it that way.

“So you aren’t quitting?” Jungkook asks after another 5 minutes. He’s sure you were dozing off, your breathing was becoming slowed and body limp.

You made a sound that told him “no”.

“I see. I can get you a membership so you can get massages-”

“Shut up, simp.” you murmur, eyelids already heavy, but nonetheless, you move closer to Jungkook. At this, he allows you to come closer, lying down besides you to bring you closer to him.

Jungkook’s warmth is inviting and you immediately sink deeper into his embrace. You hum softly when you feel Jungkook’s fingers lightly trace your back, as if drawing shapes or writing letters. It tickles lightly and causes you to squirm when they inch up your spine until they’re at the nape of your neck. “You’re so cute.” Jungkook murmurs, lips against your forehead as his fingers gently rub along your neck. “Wanna shower?”

You huff - because yes, you did. But you also didn’t feel like getting up off of the bed and out of Jungkook’s warm embrace (not like you’d ever tell him that).

“I can run you a bath instead.” Jungkook offers, kissing your forehead softly. He understands that he could be a bit rough when in the act of intimacy and as much as you enjoyed it, it did weigh down on your body. “I wish you’d just tell me to slow down sometimes.”

“My mother didn’t raise a bitch.” was your response - a typical you response that has Jungkook snorting.

Jungkook kisses your forehead again, “I’ll start the bath for you.” he says, untangling himself from you and lowly, you groan at the lack of warmth but didn’t protest. You didn’t want Jungkook actually thinking you wanted his presence - because of course it wasn’t that.

As time passed on with you staying in Jungkook’s home frequently, he made sure you had essentials. He cleared up some room for you - assuring you had a couple drawers in his bathroom for your own feminine products and beauty products. As he starts the bath, he’s sure to add the warm smell of vanilla you enjoy so that you could relax.

“Come.” Jungkook tugs at your leg gently to get you to move from your position on the bed. “Your bath is ready.”

“Ugh.” you groan and lift yourself from Jungkook’s bed. Jungkook has a small smile on his lips as he watches you go from his bedroom to the bathroom and dip into the bath.

“Feels good?” Jungkook asks, leaning against the counter and watch you sink into the bath and only your head is present.

“It’s okay.” you murmur, closing your eyes and Jungkook knows that it’s your way of saying that you loved the gesture - but you were undoubtedly you and giving him credit would be the last thing you’d ever do.

However, Jungkook would never take you seriously so he just snickers. “I’ll order us some food.”

One eye peaks open at Jungkook who is waiting for a response.

“You want me to get something sweet, too, I assume?” Jungkook already knows by the look in your eyes and when you nod, he laughs. “Anything for you.”

“Simp.” you murmur, sinking into the bath to avoid Jungkook seeing your expression.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook and the way he makes your heart beat at his genuine gestures of kindness.

DRABBLE 3 | Part 7

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kassian-ck · 6 months ago

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With what has been going on recently with the series, and what one of the writers said regarding Robby's situation, it really has been some pretty grim few days for Cobra Kai. So I wanted to lighten up the mood a little (and because I have been in a very yapper mood) by talking a bit in depth about one of the better aspects of season 6 imo:

Robby's and Miguel's relationship

Warning this is long af woops

Imma outright say it. It's been a while since I've rewatched the whole series, but besides Tory, Sam, and maybe Kenny (with the hesitant inclusion of Daniel), Miguel has been the only person Robby has built genuine trust and companionship throughout the whole series. And to an impactful degree I'd say.

I could argue all day about how their transition from enemies to friends was a little rushed, and how I would have liked a heart-to-heart conversation like what Tory and Sam had, but hear me out with what we got 🗣🔥

Robby's life has proven to him time and time again that opening his heart to people only led to him getting hurt. He never knew what it was like to rely on the people who were supposed to protect him. He never knew (presumably) what it was like to have people who genuinely cared for him. Until Daniel came into the picture. We know how that went.

Daniel, Sam, and Tory to a certain degree, they have fractured his trust in a way that reminds him of that cruel truth his life unfortunately continues to stumble upon: He will get hurt if he opens his heart to people. But he continues doing it because at his core, he wants to get rid of that lonliness he's been in for so many years. He's willing to swallow up his pain and forgive people if that means keeping them in his life. And if that's really the case, it makes so much sense why he went to seek Johnny when he had every reason to continue to resent him (and messy writing but we dont talk about that ehem). After telling himself Johnny wasn't and would never be an option for him, he was so lost that the only one he felt like he could turn to was the one absent father that has somewhat shown some interest in his well-being. Cobra Kai barely gave his life direction after juvie, and after losing that, what else did he have?

Tory was a kind of a pillar for sure. They understand each other well thanks to their shared experiences. But with the amount of baggage and trust issues Tory herself has to deal with, they hurt each other as much as they help each other. It's the status quo Robby has grown too used to.

And then there's Miguel.

Lil side tracking but I swear I am not tweaking when I say Robby is so touchy with Miguel. He's given other characters friendly gestures such as fist bumps and whatnot BUT WITH MIGUEL? That man's face beams like crazy when he sees him bro. Any chance he gets, he goes there touching his arms, chest, shoulders – wherever just to be close to him. He always turns to him whenever something happens, he openly messes around with him. He is just so happy to have Miguel in his life 😭

They are such small moments, but after seeing how closed off and reserved he has been even with past relationships like with Sam and Daniel, Robby feels safe enough to enter Miguel's space and vice versa. Miguel has proven him he's somebody who unconditionally has his back. He explicitly tells him he wishes to keep a connection with him and that he's willing to put the work to do so regardless of the past.

It's such a deeply rooted trust that he keeps Miguel's opinion in such a high regard compared to everyone else's. Throughout the whole damn season, Miguel was the only one that made him see his potential and capabilities of being a captain. He saw his worth when everyone else either ignored him or crossed him as incapable, and Robby was very willing to believe that. Because he's always the problem, he always does things wrong. Miguel's sole words were enough to help Robby pick himself back up regardless of how polluted his mind was with demeaning thoughts he's reaffirmed to himself for years.

You can't be real man, that's all Robby could have ever asked for. Something so simple and yet he had to cut bits and pieces of himself to be able to get it. But not with Miguel

Nah I like the pair a normal amount wym

#kiaz #cobra kai #robby keene #miguel diaz #miguel x robby #they are just so 😭😭

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oddaesthetin · 6 months ago

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missing him while he’s on tour — han hyeongjun

“long-distance call” (in which hj left his hoodie for u) fluff

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it’s annoying. you don’t know if it’s your blanket, or if it’s the sound of the humidifier— perhaps it’s the chilly air brought by the upcoming Christmas season, but it’s annoying you to the highest degree. and then your phone rang, and a very familiar name appeared. right there it hit you; it wasn’t the humidifier, nor your soft and fluffy candy-colored blanket that annoys you. it’s hyeongjun.

ehem, missing hyeongjun, to be exact. especially right now that Christmas air is starting to make its presence known and you’re left alone, cold, in an empty apartment with no one to annoy, to hold, and to read manga in silence with.

sighing, you sat up on the sofa you were lying on and opened the message.

“can i call?”

you bit your lip as you type in your reply. not too long after, his icon appeared, accompanied by a very personal ringtone he himself had put. you answered it. the lighting from the call was dim. for a second you wondered if he was already trying to sleep. as far as you knew it was currently the middle of the day in the country he’s in— until you saw a smudge of eyeshadow on his lids, hiding beneath the white-framed spectacles your boyfriend is currently wearing. he must have just gotten back in their hotel.

“hello, how was your day?”

you fought the smile that was about to creep out from your lips. that’s very hyeongjun of him, you thought.

“you’re the one doing a tour, i’m the one who has to stay here and finish schoolwork. shouldn’t i be the one asking that?”

hyeongjun chuckled, giving you a view of the bunny smile you were missing the most. “there’s no need to fight whether who gets to ask. we can both be concerned for each other.”

how very hyeongjun of him, point two. always considerate. always rational. you miss annoying him so bad it feels like a crime being away from him for this long. besides, it’s not like you weren’t aware of how each other’s day had gone. albeit being miles apart, you two were very consistent in messaging one another when something exciting happened. you sighed again.

“what’s with the sigh? did something bad happen?” your shaggy-haired boyfriend asked.

“well, to quote tamia’s song, i’m officially missing you. to the extreme. everything annoys me now that you’re still not here,” you answered straightly. you moved to lie back down again, but this time, in a half-sitting position. you tugged at the blanket and looked at the window briefly. you didn’t know why. it’s midnight, it’s impossible to still see something at this hour.

you looked back at your screen. “you should have taken a shower first before calling me. this call could have waited.”

although his face bore the same serious expression, the hint of mischievousness did not escape your sight. “are you sure? sounds like you’re already missing me. to the extreme.”

you gave him a sharp look and rolled your eyes. this elicited another laugh from him. “i miss you too, you know. i saw and did a lot of things i wish i could’ve done with you. all i could think of was how you were gonna like them if you were here.”

“i know. too bad we won’t be with each other until the week after next. i’m losing all my strength.” you stated dramatically.

“can i roll my eyes at you now, too?”

you acted shocked and hurt to play along while he laughed. if his members could see him, they’d probably be jealous again. no one can break hyeongjun’s demeanor better than you do.

“have you opened the bag i left?” quietly, he asked after a while.

“not really. it seemed rude,” you answered. h was in the apartment before he left two weeks ago. you thought he had just forgotten it, like the many times he did every after he stays for the night so you didn’t think much of it and left it from where it was. now, his question motivated curiosity.

“can you open it for me?”

without further questions, you stood up. you went to your bedroom while still holding the phone in one hand. you saw the backpack confined next to your table.

“before you open it and become confused, the internet told me this is a great thing to do.”

your curiosity grew even bigger. you sat on the floor and positioned the phone at an angle that would both show you and the bag. “let’s see.”

a gasp left your lips as soon as you saw what was inside. you took out the hoodie slowly, taking time to let the soft fabric bless the skin on your arms, then smelled it.

hyeongjun spoke as soon as you did that. “it’s unwashed, but it’s not dirty. . . i used it just enough so you could still use it.”

the slight pause he made caused you to look back at the screen. the light was still dim on his side but it was so obvious he was feeling flustered as he kept on licking his lips and combing back his hair. you felt your heart figuratively expand.

“it smells like you,” you muttered, trying to act well and fight off the tears that were threatening to fall. both of you don’t need that. you sniffed it once again, his scent as comforting as him. like fresh linen mixed with a musky undertone, and a subtle trace of the breeze through the trees from outside. the clean smell of his cologne was also bursting in your nose.

“that’s the goal. i don’t really know how to do these kinds of stuff. i feel like a loser for having to look this up on the internet, but i knew this situation was bound to happen. i wanted to make you feel better.”

“you’ve been gone for two weeks already, why the hell did you just show me this now?!” you answered back, acting annoyed but in a playful way. it was a facade meant to conceal the huge amount of affection that dawned upon you for the boy on the screen.

not minding your annoyed tone, hyeongjun laughed, “i didn’t want the smell to disappear so soon! if i had told you that immediately after i left, you would have sniffed out all the smell by now.”

hyeongjun’s eyes softened as he took in the way you folded the clothing in half and hugged it.

he didn’t need to do all that, you thought, and yet he still did. to be loved is to be known; to be thought of; to be considered, indeed. hyeongjun may not be the loudest when it comes to showing his love, but he is probably the sincerest.

“and you would rather make me suffer? for two whole weeks!” with the same dramatic tone, you replied.

“oh my god, stop!” he answered while laughing. “you do realize that it’s also your fault for not checking, right? the bag is literally right there in your bedroom.”

“maybe,” you mumble, pretending to pout; being at a loss on what to say next to defend yourself. as much as you love moments like this where hyeongjun goes through all efforts possible, possibly exceeding his own reservations just to keep your bond intact, you still couldn’t help but wish he’s there beside you. and believe it or not, even though you’re miles apart, he’s feeling it, too.

“well, how about this: when i get back, i’ll give you as many headpats as you want. as an apology.”

you scrunch your nose, once again feigning annoyance. “why am i suddenly a pet now? headpats? really?”

he laughs, shaking his head. “i just thought you might like it. but if you’d rather skip the headpats…”

you roll your eyes, feeling a grin tugging at your lips despite yourself. “whatever, just don’t get carried away.”

still smiling, he adds, “okay, okay. i’ll bring something better than headpats, then.” he pauses for effect, and a playful glint appears in his eyes. “like, maybe, a freshly downloaded copy of that movie you keep mentioning?”

you couldn’t hide your excitement, even as you raise an eyebrow. “illegally downloaded, hm? who knew you were such a bad influence.”

“only for you,” he says quietly, a bit of shyness creeping in. “just promise you won’t download it. you need to watch it together with me. i’ll bring you snacks from here, too.”

you nod, hugging his hoodie even closer, feeling warm just from his promise. “deal. but only if you don’t skip the headpats.”

he smiles, the soft warmth in his eyes saying everything left unsaid.

hours go by without notice, and though he’s miles away, he’s right there, laughing at your stories, listening to your rambles, and filling your empty apartment with his presence. eventually, you’re both fighting sleep, your words slowing, voices quiet. “sleep,” he whispers. “i’ll stay on the line. i’m staying in this room to practice more anyway.”

and so you did, his soft breathing on the other end lulling you into sleep. and just before drifting off, you think, this may be the longest call of your life— hyeongjun’s, as well— but neither of you wanted the call to end, even when all that remains is the sound of the air from both lines, and the soon accompaniment of the guitar that was playing on his side.

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ok im sorry i tried to make it as short as possible bUT I FAILED. every fic i write they’re always so fucking long. anyway,, here’s this 🤲❤️‍🔥

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ddostoyevskyy · 11 months ago

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❝𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐖 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍❞

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈: The Law of Irrationality, 𝐈𝐈!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒... nothing much, honestly!

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄... I’m trying to build Ranpo and reader’s bond and I haven’t really write for so long! I was actually thinking of writing for another fandom (Haikyuu!!, ehem) but I don’t know if that fandom’s alive, lol. Anyway, enjoy and thank you for reading!

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒... 1.3K

SERIES MASTERLIST

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄, 𝐈, 𝐈𝐈, 𝐈𝐈𝐈, 𝐈𝐕, 𝐕, 𝐕𝐈, 𝐕𝐈𝐈, 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈

In spring of youth, it was my lot. To haunt of the wide world spot. The which I could not love the less — so lovely was the loneliness.

For once, you were quite nervous about going out with two members of the Agency given by how they worked their ways to crime involvements. You worked with the government — you were a legal ability user, although using your ability is strictly prohibited by the government’s doctor, it felt like a crime being caught tagging along with them. Yet, you never minded it before. Maybe, because time just flies? It’s been six years. Many things have changed — you have changed. Your beliefs had became solid to fight crime, you became a slave to the government — which you once thought you hated when you were a kid.

The rails of train registers in your ears with aptitude, blocking ever noises you had in your mind as you push away those thoughts. You were reminded how you always ride the train alone, now your supposed to be empty seat besides you were filled with someone and his annoying rattling teeth as he chewed on his lollipop — the clicking noise of his tounge were loud enough to put you on edge, but you were surprisingly calm and composed.

The silent ride were quite awkward, atleast for you. As you remember how you were always clinging to him before put you in an embarrassment when you accidentally grab on the hem of his sleeves when the crowd seems to made him almost disappear and left you behind. You were flooded with too much nostalgia as he grabbed your wrist to stop you from separating to him.

Maybe it’s the loneliness. And the always wanting to do things alone. But now that you have someone doing things you usually do alone — it was something new for you.

“I have a question,” Ranpo muttered under his breath as you walk shoulder to shoulder; his hand on your wrist never let go and his hold were firm. His eyes were looking straight ahead where Atsushi is a meter away from the two of you. The tone of his voice were low, as if he wanted this conversation to be strictly for your ears only. His fingers wrapped around your wrist were tapping gently and you noticed how he enveloped his fingers in the end of the sleeves of your coat where your skin were exposed — as if feeling you; as if touching you to tell if you were really real or not.

“Why did you chose not to join the Agency? You.... We could’ve been solving crimes together.”

“...Together. Just you and me, plus the President, of course!” His younger voice echoes through your ears. Was he really looking forward for that? The past you two had together feels like a fever dream for you. Every words, every feelings, ever warmth you felt before never felt so real... nor this one too. You were always lost; you never really know what’s reality and what is not — the downhill of your ability is the more you’ve taken knowledge of the future, the more you don’t feel like everything’s real anymore.

Why did you chose to run away? Was that the real motive behind his question? Or was it genuine?

You can’t even tell anymore. Yet you answered. “I took a different path because everything that happened felt like.... it felt awful,” Ranpo’s silence made your heart jump a beat that you pray he won’t feel the sudden pump in your wrist pulse. “The past had made me realized that my ability wasn’t supposed to be used like that. My ability were supposed to be used with ulterior motives and not for good. That’s why I left the Agency because without my ability, I am nothing.”

“That’s just you being irrational, huh,” His statement doesn’t even feel like it was a question; it is a fact. The clasp of his fingers on your wrist tightens a bit, but it doesn’t hurt. “Do you think, the President would’ve saved you if you’re nothing? He never made any decisions he knew I won’t agree with. The President wasn’t the one who saved you, (Name). I did. That’s why you owe me.”

Your lips stretched in a bittersweet smile as you look straigh ahead, still walking. Ranpo’s lips parted in a sigh as he watched you; green eyes staring at your solemn expression. “I never asked to be saved. I asked to be executed, Ranpo. What do you take me for? I was the one who surrender to Mister Fukuchi after killing every doctors on my father’s hospital. I was the one who destroyed that building. I was the one who ruined my own life. So, how could I be grateful into something I don’t really want? Would wanting myself to be alive after what I did is the right thing?”

“Is this why you chose to run away from me?” Your eyebrow arched. Run away? From him? You don’t understand. Why is it all about this guy? Why is he always saying things and relate it to him? Does he really want you to be grateful into something you never asked for? What was worth saving a life who ruined others? It was definitely a fair trade. Many children had been reported missing and was never found because of that — because of your father. But after all of that sacrifices, those children had been a lost cause that fell into depression and never really got to enjoy their childhood.

“I... I wanted to give you a new life, (Name)...” He trailed off, his hand tightening and loosens as if he’s squeezing your wrist to prove his point. But you never really understand.

You were irrational, after all. You’ve always been.

Despite having the ability to conquer one’s mind to find truth and prevail lies with existing past and future — your mind wasn’t as clear. You just can’t work together.

“I’m a lost case, Ranpo,” You sighed, “And as the World’s Greatest Detective, you should amend this lost case as case closed.”

He eyed you, head tilted as he stared at you with now open eyes and you were quite surprised by the serious expression on his face. “There’s no lost that can’t be found. Just like those children who lost themselves under your own ability, someone found his way back and ended up in our Agency.”

Your breath hitched when you realized; his eyes were fixated in front where Nakajima Atsushi is walking straight ahead, glancing behind him from time to time to make sure the two of you were still on track. Your mouth fell open as you stared at the young man and when Atsushi looked back, your eyes met the purple-yellow hues of his eyes as he shyly smiled at you.

“N-No way.” You muttered in disbelief. You remembered. They called him the White Tiger. He can’t control his ability every time the moon goes white and the clouds in the sky were nowhere to find. That ability were the most difficult to tame, the tiger seems to have its own personality and its claws were always out; always ready to claw your heart and eat your consciousness out.

“I told you,” Ranpo paused, halting his feet as your body followed through his movements. You were frozen in the place as he pull you towards him, the proximity of his body pressed to you as he pressed his face closer to yours.

“You can’t run away from everything that happened in the past. Despite how different your mind works, I’ll make things work for you somehow.”

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd fanfic #bsd ranpo #bungou stray dogs ranpo #bungou sd #ranpo x reader #ranpo x you #ranpo edogawa #ranpo x y/n #bungou stray dogs headcanons #atsushi nakajima

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prehnite-soul · 2 months ago

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Wanted to infodump about Rowan since a few CERTAIN PEOPLE liked him enough to inspire me into thinking about him how dare you /j

There's a long list under the cut, alongside some spoilers about Rowans magic abilities. All the points will be mixed and matched without a proper order, I still hope you'll enjoy.

I usually draw him as a toddler. He'd be around 3-4 years old at that time.

He can indeed talk to animals, as I referenced in this post. He doesn't answer them in words though- he chirps, like moths chirp. (Soul too chirps, like when she's surprised or caught off guard, but she can't communicate with animals.)

Rowan enjoys cherries more than any other fruits, and he loves walnuts! This is due to him being a Royal Walnut Moth, which's caterpillar are best raised on Walnut or cherry trees/plants if I'm correct.

Sadly, Rowan has little friends his age. This is due to him being kept close to his parents (Soul does it due to fear of him running of or getting into trouble, Nightmare mostly out of fear of loosing his heir). Another reason is that many fae that let their children play around often pull their kids away from the prince out of fear their own kids might wrong him, or his parents won't approve of their games.

He DOES have a best friend though- a firefly fae called 'Glimm', who is kind of an outcast since he can't properly glow.

Although Rowan was raised in the winter palace, he was born in autumn. Soul was in a mansion Nightmare owned in autumn as she wanted to observe dragon migration- from a distance, of course. Rowan wasn't planned to be born for two whole months, so Soul thought she was in the clear. She wasn't. (His birth is autumn is why his color palette is mostly fall themed.)

His favorite animals are dragons, but he doesn't like to choose between animals, so it's not uncommon for him to just evade a question.

The aliases he takes are 'Akiko' (Japanese origin- means 'Bright, fall, noble'), and 'Rossi' (Italian origin- means 'Little red-haired one').

His name is based on the actual ROWAN TREE (look it up if you've never seen it, very beautiful).

While Nightmare still reigns, he'd love to follow his mothers line of work and study dragons, but he'd most likely go and either become a cartographer or forester if he doesn't have to go and do Royal Guard/Military duty.

Rowans favorite colors are brown, orange, purple and dark green.

He'd be highly interested in humans, their customs and word patterns, so Soul has some remembering to do. Quite hard, telling your son about a past you barely remember...

Rowan isn't the tallest (EHEM 5'6 ft EHEM- he got Souls genes), but he makes up for it with hidden temper. This creature has a voice and unlike his mother, he knows how to use it.

He's being homeschooled by Souls sister who transferred over from Summer. He's a big fan of her stories about eternal day.

You better believe this boy collects and paints stones and pebbles as soon as he's older than 5.

His favorite drink is hot cocoa, and besides cherries and walnuts, his favorite foods are pear pies, turkey, and sweet potato chips.

He's extremely near sighted.

Sooo, I hope you enjoyed this infodump. I... uh, yeah, I'm sorry. Might make some posts like these for Soul and accidentally expose everything about her, ehem.

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A Chance and Beyond (6)

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A/N: Yes, 2 weeks delay. Again. I guess that's gonna be my new sched if it gets too busy.

Listening to a Norwegian folk song made this even fun to write. Man, I love upbeat folk songs. (edit:) Just figured the song's about a man in love with a woman who's betrothed to another man (note at the end of chap). It fits sm for a certain god here ehem ehem—or just in general lmao. The coincidences in life mah man.

(Ok, this is honestly my fav chap.)

Please enjoy and tell me your thoughts! ><

Warning/s: Light angst, drinking, being alcoholic to a viking level, mead, a bit of self deprecation?, mention of missing body part, nothing else probably (please tell me if I missed something!)

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Just some Viking activities at the edge of a cliff. Or like they say in Midgard, 'Let's parteyyy. Hit it, Freddie!'. In which you spin around like a record baby, right round, round, round.

When nightfall came, it didn't take long for everyone to start drinking as early as they can.

Instead of the usual drinking horn tankard, metal mugs clinked at each other, along with the merry cheers of wobbly ballads clashing in every chatter. Half an hour in when the sun had set down, there we're already drunk men dancing with their sons and daughters, mothers mingling with their husbands, and people gobbling down roasted meat. And on the center of it all stands the grand lit bonfire that sheltered light to the smiles of every person. You can hear the crackling and bursting flames joining the fun of your kin's roaring laughs, its shadows flickering like a raves' night befitting the dances of the other asgardians.

Just like you remembered when you we're in your early days in Vanaheim and your home-world, bonfire feasts are always a celebration never to be missed.

It almost feels like you've never truly left Asgard...

But of course, what is a night's feast without a pleasant conversation? Because when you sprung your eyes at a certain young prince being entertained by a woman offering him a mead—with a smile that you're consequently aware is intended to be suggestive, you've never felt so pleasant in your whole life.

No, you we're not glaring at the ground. No, you we're not burning a stare at the said woman. No, you we're not sulking on your wooden seat.

No, not at all.

You decided to just let yourself drown in the company of your mead, gulping it for ten straight seconds. That should do it, you think. not enough to do me in though. And in all honesty, you think of the truth. You we're never the first one to fall in in a drunken state; for as much as the people underestimate you at these things, they always lose when they challenge you so.

Maybe it runs in the family since, well, they we're almost as tolerant as you do.

But you honestly wish right now that you weren't.

You can see Loki giving out a pleasant laugh at the woman, mead weighing down on his hand as he mentioned something to her, making her shrug tentatively in a coy manner. You also soon noticed a few women eyeing Loki, both in hesitation and....desire?

Wait, what?

"Oh, mine brother! Finally, a flock of women ogling at him rather than me." Thor's voice pulls you out of your brief bewilderment as he made himself comfortable beside you. "You see, I knew he'd gain recognition amongst our people after that final battle in Asgard. I'm very proud I've proven him right, hah!"

Oh. "That's...good." you comment, trying not to let your displeasure lace out. "Does your people hate him, before all of this?"

"Hate, you say?" he says, eyes shifting to a light grimness. "My brother is many things and thus he makes many...'decisions'. Very various different ones. I wouldn't want to tell you that he was hated but, he had proven to our people that he should be. Alas, he has change their minds." he lifts up his mug over the form of his brother, who's now talking to a different woman, but you do notice his attention is placed on the singing men near the bonfire.

He has indeed.

Though, you let yourself deviate to something else now that you remembered. Some things are left to be asked later, such as, the voice in your room—well, if you ever find the chance, that is. Or if you'd even open up the courage to.

"Did...Did Loki actually vouch for me after the interrogation?" you asked.

Thor widened his eyes followed by a nervous laugh. "W-Whatever do you mean, my lady?"

"It's okay, I'm aware of your little 'spying'."

"Oh." he lets out, eyes darting back and forth between his brother and you. "Well, odd it was, but kind of him I guess. He may act stingy but there's a softness in there, and it seems like he's taken by you."

You raised a brow at that. "I doubt that. He looks rather keen on avoiding me." you say, though, the thought of him being taken by you feels a tad bit nice.

He eyes you in wonder. "Does that irk you?"

"What? Of course not. I'm- merely curious."

"Hmm," he hums, but you can almost mistake it for a scoff. "of course, curious. You know, I never got to ask you if you're somehow well acquainted with my brother in your....universe? Or was it timeline? Either of those."

You freeze, there's a sudden feeling of déjà vu. "What...makes you think that we are?"

"Ah, that my friend, that I can see." he answered. "It may not be my specialty but I can tell if someone is at least taken by someone."

Right, your mind echos. he has a flock of women over him. Your past self is certainly a proof of that.

Well, some things would've been actually different if he had learned your fascination towards him back in your Asgard. Actually, not some but everything. Because if he did, you would never be here. You would have never created that bloody Nexus event. You would have never learned about how much dominance time rules over countless of universes.

"No, because you we're meant to fall for Thor." the imposing judge towering in front of you says after stating your name. "Not his brother, not anyone. The moment you recognized your feelings on the wrong person, god, brother—whatever you call him—is when you're taken out of the equation. Pretty common mistakes of your variants, apparently. Don't force it, miss. It doesn't always end well for both you and..." she reads down on the file and mocked a smile at you. "...the 'Loki Laufeyson.'"

The past TVA made it sure to shove it on your own reality that you we're the problem for falling for the younger prince. Somehow, you're feeling sorry for doing so, for dooming your home. But you also truly don't want to regret it

You won't.

The TVA doesn't have the right to dictate that. Not anymore.

"Are you insinuating that I'm openly swooning over your brother?" you asked, playing along with him.

He laughs. "Bin-gow." you're quite sure its supposed to be 'bingo'. "I've first noticed you we're very tolerant of his antics, which many not do, so I guess I can assume."

"I'm certain I don't swoon when I'm being tolerant."

"Uh-uh. Maybe not, but don't jump just yet, my good lady." he swigs a drink from his mug. "I've never seen someone else so adoringly at eased when at the resoundingly mysterious presence of Loki other than me and- "

He stops.

You can't deny the growing fluster emanating within you when you catch his first few words, but his sudden halt confused you for awhile. His expression fades down, his mirthful smile daring to fall but it fights to keep it up. Though, you somehow feel that you know who he struggles to mention.

"The All-mother." you finish.

He flinched, eyes flying randomly at you and inhales. "Yeah." he sighs out a light chuckle. "You know your thing, my lady."

Your heart cracks.

Seeing him react that way at the subject of his mother, its inevitable to feel dread at what could've possibly happened. Just the absence of his father as the overlooking king is more than a proof of the tragic fates that have doomed Asgard. Queen Frigga was far from a stranger to you and you can proudly say that she became your second mother. Well, if you and Loki we're bound together purely from deeper sentiments, she would have been more of a close mother rather than formally your queen mother.

But you also can't imagine how that would've affected Loki.

You have much to learn in this reality. And, maybe its about time for you to let them know yours.

Even just by bits.

"Yes.... I've actually been quite acquainted with the queen herself." you humbly inform, smile tipping up. "Which I'm very lucky to have been."

"Hold on, so you are well acquainted with Loki. Well, not just him anymore but also the royal family?" he quirks his head to the side. "You're definitely not just a noble. Let me guess, a daughter in court."

You nodded.

At least he knows his princely court lessons.

"Hah! I knew it." he cheers, mug elevated high up. This caught a few eyes from the crowd which was also followed by their own cheers. Some asgardians flew their eyes over to you doing the same as you muster up a pleasant smile, an attempt at matching their jovial attitudes. Your mind wanders back to someone as you try to spot the area where you last saw him. Granted, he was still there, eyes intent on you.

And then immediately looked away with not so much of a reaction.

You certainly have your fill of mesmerizing cerulean eyes all over you today and you can't help but blush. And at the least, he wasn't handsomely giggling anymore with some woman or herds of them.

Beside you, Thor mutters something, and you catch your name. Odd it was how he managed to divert his attention on his own little world so fast."...I've surely heard that name before...where...Asgard...?"

He looks like he's partially drunk, but you know he isn't that easy to bring down. No doubt his random ramblings are just a product of nine or fourteen mugs full of mead; there's much more action than just slurring words when it comes to these gods.

The darkness clocks deeper into the dead of night and you had already downed your third round of mead. Honestly, your usual would be at six or seven before you would start to either cry or be overly social to anyone—of course, you prefer the latter. At this point, all you can feel is the faint pounding of your head and the lightweight of everything.

Feather. you think, describing. Featherful light. How very light.

You decided then and there, this would be the last round. You're very aware that your drunken state is resoundingly unsightly and you don't want that coming to life tonight. Or any night.

So as you downed your mug to the last drop, the distinct sounds of singing started to spread from another man to another. When you looked around, their chants start to gradually get louder, infectious smiles being thrown at anyone as their hands begin to clap along the beats with a bob of their heads. You yourself could not contain the jolliness they emitted as you meekly bounced your head along.

"Han leika med lente, han leika med list,"

This, of course, had awaken the presence beside you.

He jumped on his feet, mug still gripped tightly on his hand as he sang along and his other hand waving around to the tune. Just as the crown prince joined in, this boosted the morale of the other asgardians, adding more people to the high spirited singing. His eyes rest on you and he kept nodding to you, urging you to stand up and do the same.

How could you refuse?

When he had offered you his hand, you took it and stood up, finally letting yourself sing the familiar song.

"Han leika med lente, han leika med gny, Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle"

You clapped and jumped along them and laughed in joy, the pounding of your head replaced with the upbeat tune you clap unto. You also didn't waste a second drifting your eyes to Loki, who was actually gone in his spot.

Had he left? You know he's quite fond of festivities so why...

Only then did you see his form singing and clapping with the said flock of women...and men. You really have to tone your emotions down because he has every right to mingle with anyone. Your own personal feelings on the likeness of him is hardly something you should be bringing about now. Soon enough, your attention gets shifted when Thor took your hand, halting your claps as he leads you near the bonfire. You we're quite baffled, but when you realized a circle of asgardians we're forming around the flame, you know you're going to be very out of breath.

"I hope you aren't too drunk to do this." Thor grins at you, hands free of his mug and secured his hand on yours much fittingly. You feel your other hand being snatched the same way by one of the asgardians beside you as you all form in a wide circle.

"I'm more than awake and sober than you." you replied, grinning back with the anticipation of the dance, your adrenaline gradually going up.

"For de runerne de lyster han å vinne"

Little by little, you all move to your right, letting the circle turn in a loop. Another step and another one, the pace of your steps starts to move faster as you follow the rhythm of the song. The footwork of the certain dance begins to come naturally to you and everyone else, lifting it down and back at the moving steps to the side. One cue in the song indicates a twirl, so you turn and clap, and another clap, and so on.

"Men då steig trolli upp or djupaste sjø,"

You can't seem to think straight anymore as your laughter and giggles along the singing fogs your brain. Then comes a chant, and more clapping, and you don't know anymore.

Everything just started to feel natural.

"Og utvinner krafti av trollenes arm For de runerne de lyster han å vinne"

When the other asgardians outside of the circle started to join and slip inside, dancing; you almost didn't catch Thor leaving your side to enter the circle. And as you still moved along the loop, the said god reemerges from the jolly crowd, feet bouncing, and clutched at his side is his confused brother. It only happened in a second before you realized Thor had just threw his brother on his previous spot beside you, Loki's hand securely gripping your own through the revolving circle of people, not daring to let you trip with his sudden intrusion as he got swarmed into joining the loop.

You couldn't take your eyes off of him, and he couldn't even look away from you. As you we're kept being pulled to your sides, it was evident that he was also enjoying himself. He brings up the widest smirk at you and continues to sing with everyone else.

Oh, you we're not going to back down as well.

You squeezed his hand much more affectionately than you intended to, but fortunately he didn't whack it away; he tugs up a teasingly lofty smile and squeezed back.

You don't even know how to react anymore as you just distinctively felt the pulling of your heartstrings. You couldn't fight the widening smile on your lips any longer.

"Og utvinner krafti av trollenes arm For de runerne de lyster han å vinne"

The adrenaline of moving around and the constant claps to the beat, lungs catching the words to sing and the twirls between the loop of people, have had you all elevate for boldness as the beats starts to rapidly pace up; one step faster than the other and faster it goes, leaving you all lost in the moment of chanting breaths.

"Hei, hei, hei, hei, hei,

Hei!"

It goes higher and higher, constant and louder and as your voices reach the peak of the song, you're sent flying to Loki's side as soon as the circling loop of people broke off, tumbling to their sides with crazed smiles and cheers.

Though, as you tumbled beside Loki, heart ringing with laughters, his grip on your hand never left. You couldn't care much and your vision is clamped shut from all of the movement so you can't make much of anything. You we're panting hard and you know he is too—the very close distance between you has you hearing his pacing breaths. Suddenly, what made you open your eyes and look up to the said man was the dawning realization of why you feel so warmly secured.

Oh, he was holding you close, one hand snaked around your waist.

And don't even forget about how his other hand is pretty much locked with yours, as if letting you go would result in you being snatched away.

As you slowly wake up from your moment of daze, your eyes would not tear away from his own. His rising chest and yours synced like no other, and how dares he study you so intently with those gentle eyes, almost like a plea. The moment felt too long and too mesmerizing to break as your hand slowly curl further on his own, caressing.

Belonging. your heart screams between breaths. The shared look you had had you reminiscing a lot of things, a mixture of lifts and crashes dawning on your emotions. He himself contorts to a frown, taking in your conflicted demeanor—as well as your longing eyes.

I love you. you wanted to say, but you know that's bound to crush you, so you just reveled in the silence. The thought of not being able to say it clenches your heart, and you feel like tearing up.

But you resist. Contain it, woman. you order yourself. He's not even the Loki you know...

"I..." you start, wanting to get away.

But before you could gather yourself up once more, something catches Loki's eyes as he feels over your hand—he looks down confusingly. You realize his attention is directed on your hand once you felt the shift of his fingers on your own, specifically on a certain finger, one that's been severed and adorned with your golden ring.

You we're so out of it all until he breathes out his words, "You're married."

Your eyes snap to him, heart racing. He didn't waste a second catching your surprised stare. You don't know if the look he's giving you is concern or just curiousness. "N-No, I..." you stutter.

You we're not married yet—but will you ever be? Though, it seems like he believes otherwise.

"Don't." he sternly says. "Don't lie. I know that kind of ring anywhere and looking closely on it, it's a royal one."

You feel a lump in your throat as you try to swallow. It's only a matter of seconds before he's wondering which of the two princes in Asgard you we're bound with. "It is...yes. But no, I'm not married." you weakly say, feeling all of the adrenaline rushing out of you. "We never got to..." you hesitantly shrugged, trying to point out your unspoken words. "You could say I was whisked away by the TVA before it could even.... possibly happen."

You don't know what expression he's wearing but Loki seem to have caught on on your change of demeanor as your defeated form melts between his arm. You felt him stiff when he realized he hasn't distanced himself away from you, so he gently pulled his arm from your waist, leaving you to stand on your accord as you felt his other hand slipping away from yours.

Your heart longs even more.

Somehow, he had trusted his instincts once again to detect any lies as he accepted your words. "Would you have wanted that marriage?"

You fold your brows up to him, surveying his expression. But he's wearing that neutral mask again. You linger your words in your head, debating, lest you risk spilling any unnecessary sentiments. I would have love to. You open your mouth yet it closes again.

You can't do it.

"I don't know." you shake your head, letting your eyes wander away towards the mellow atmosphere that has become of your bonfire feast.

"Hmm."

That's all you heard from him before he followed your gaze. You both shared a moment of silence, relishing in in the calmness of the aftermath of the celebration. It felt comforting—somehow.

Each and everyone have settled down on the ground, either sprawled from exhaustion and the mead, or wobbling on their seats, leaning shoulder to shoulder with one another. You don't see Thor anywhere, but when you heard your name slipping out of Loki's lips—which you wish you could hear again—one bulky arm gathers you from behind, pushing you closely next to Loki.

Thor's voice imitates his brother, saying your name.

Honestly, you much prefer the former one saying it.

You realized Thor had also wrapped his brother on his other arm, encapsulating you both in a semihug. "I can't stop thinking how familiar your name is, my lady." he says, both you and Loki stiffing at his pull. But you also felt Loki tensing at his brother's words. "I don't know why. Granted, I've surely never met you before, nor anyone like you. Must have I just forgotten then?" he scrunches his face in thought.

"Given that you are an oaf, there's no doubt your depictions of reality are just nonsense." Loki says, narrowing his eyes on Thor.

"You wound me, brother."

You awkwardly witnessed their banter; though, you can't help but tug up a light smile. "I would be wounded as well if you just bore my name in your mind but not my face."

The God of Thunder chuckled. "My bad, my bad. Although truly, that's no fact. How could I ever not bear a fairly stunning maiden in my mind such as you?"

You we're flattered—though underneath that, you can't help but cringe. You really didn't meant for it to go that way.

And Loki doesn't seem too pleased about it. "Can you not do this in front of me?"

"Do what?" Thor asks.

"Just..." Loki tries to wriggle out of his brother's embrace as he breaks away from the two of you, dusting his shoulder off. He points his brother a glare. "Don't ever bring your flirting in front of me."

"What? I am not flirting. Or maybe, I have barged in on one?" Thor eyes you worryingly and flies it to Loki, cautiously untangling his arm around you.

You we're dumbfounded for a second before it processed in your mind.

"No." you and Loki uttered at the same time, exchanging glances.

"Definitely not."

"Yes, why would we do so?"

"Exactly. Nothing of the sort."

"Alright, alright. Calm down." Thor instructs, amused by your reactions. You we're quite glad he didn't press further. "Although admittedly, your name does ring a bell—and no, I am not drunk. I am rarely drunk." he says to you.

You nod, not doubting him. "But if you say such things about my name, then I guess it's rather possible that...you've probably met a variant of me."

When you think about it, it's weird. It also feels much more awry for you to be here. If there's another you in this universe, then you can certainly feel like you're upholding your self-accusations of being an imposter. You shiver.

"But I've never seen nor recognized you, ever." Thor says.

Even as though it had prickled something in you, you just shrug. "Well, variants don't always look like a duplicate of yourself." you mention, two certain variants come to mind. "In truth, even genders could be altered."

Thor lights up with interest. "My word, that's interesting and it actually makes much more sense."

Loki hasn't said anything. It was quite odd as you noticed he stood rigidly as he listened, hands clamped over in front of him—his stance shielded, almost like he's hiding something.

That's suspicious. you think.

Thor had gone into his mind, trying to recall something, albeit in a forceful manner. He narrowed and glared at a spot before it contorts into a smooth unfolding of realization.

"Actually- "

"Brother, why don't we let the lady tire her exhaustions out for tonight?" Loki cuts him off, letting him deceive you with his composed countenance. "It has been quite the feast."

You tread on his point, concealing your suspicions. "Then, where shall I stay?"

Thor recovers, leaving his unspoken thoughts. "Of course! You can stay on either of our tents tonight," you almost break your neck snapping your eyes on him as he continued. "since I asked not to start on the royal quarters unless our people have gotten their own. So, I hope a tent would suffice?"

"I don't mind a tent but, I would hate to intrude his royal highnesses' abode." you defend, baffled.

You soon noticed even Loki had given his brother an unapproving look. "Hang on, why am I included on that?"

"Oh, come on. Aren't you a prince? Wouldn't hurt to be a gentleman from time to time can it, brother?"

Loki hesitates to speak. "You..."

You try to diffuse. "I'm alright if it's alright for...either of you. Surely, that would also mean I am to sleep separately...?"

"Yes, yes." Thor confirms. "Do not fret, my lady. I will be sleeping somewhere else. Be it a couch or a wooden skiff, I do not mind."

That doesn't make you feel any less guilty for taking a prince's bed.

You we're about to retort but the raven haired god beat you to it. "You are terrible." he mutters, directing it at Thor. He then trails his eyes on you, soft cerulean ones touching your heart. "My tent is open for intrusions. Though, I do not take kindly to people with nosy skittering hands."

"Well, would you look at that." Thor preens. Loki shoots him a stern look.

"O- Of course..." you reply, quite baffled once again. "But, what about you?"

It takes him a while to respond. "You shan't bother knowing." he says, lifting up a feigned smile. "Besides, you won't be staying here long, will you?"

Somehow, you catch his point. And you're once again pierced with the dawning remembrance of your timely task. This will only be a single night of intrusion, nothing to fuss over; you are temporarily existing amongst them. It doesn't matter who you're mending a bond with, you're not supposed to be here.

And it almost sounds like he's intending to shut you out, and that cuts something deeper in you.

"You're right." you agree.

You've been enjoying yourself too much that you forgot you'll be leaving this all behind. Once again, just another memory to be stored in your mind.

You don't belong here.

Song inspired: 'Villeman Og Magnhild' (Villeman And Magnhild)

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The Orchid

Chapter 2

There had been whispers of an American Jujutsu sorcerer with a cursed technique that rendered them unstoppable. No one could identify this sorcerer by face, but they were recognizable by photos of each cursed spirit with an orchid beside it. Typically, gossip about foreign sorcerers did not carry across the ocean to Japan, the pillar of Jujutsu, but it seemed that this American sorcerer dubbed “the orchid” was the only topic of conversation in the Jujutsu world. While many higher ups and special grade sorcerers feared the arrival of The Orchid, Satoru Gojo was excited. Finally, a rival, an equal, or maybe… a lover.

Story Warnings: heavy smut, breeding kink, spanking, spitting, violence, mentions of abuse, blood

Chapter Warnings: none <3 (no smut this chapter)

Author's note: Sorry for all of the filler :/ I want to establish to storyline a little bit before we get into the nitty gritty

Chapter 0.5 - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3

Chapter 2

“Ryomen Sukuna!?” the girl said aghast.

The Jujutsu community in America is fairly small, but names such as Satoru Gojo and Ryomen Sukuna are powerful enough to traverse the ocean. In America, Sukuna was known for the trail of bodies he left before his separation into the 20 fingers.

“Mhm, but don’t you worry your pretty little head about it. With you working with me, he should be an easy kill.” Satoru stated. “Oh by the way, I don’t remember you telling me your name girl.” reaching out his long slender fingers to shake your hand.

The Orchid froze. She had never seen Gojo anywhere in the press, not expecting such a muscular, yet lean figure and sculpted face. But, she did wonder what his eyes looked like under that thick blindfold of his. *The strongest? More like the hottest* she thought to herself.

“Ehem” Masamichi cleared his throat, signaling for her to shake Satoru’s outstretched hand.

“My name is Shiloh Fields, but you can just call me Shy.” Shiloh said strongly, firmly gripping Gojo’s cold hand, an attempt to distract from how her heart was racing at the right of him. Something about him made her not want to let go, and neither did he. However, their trance was broken by Masamichi also extending his hand for a handshake.

“Nice to meet you Ms. Fields, we are grateful to have you as an asset to our team.” said Masamichi. The two shook hands briefly, a noticeable difference between the handshake she previously held with Gojo. Something about it was different, almost as if there was a familiarity to the touch, a spark igniting a lost flame.

“Alright, well I think we should probably try to train together sometime.” Gojo mentioned. a good point because Shiloh and him were going to be working in combat together now.

“Yeah sure, but first where do I move in?” Shiloh asked.

“Oh– well, there is one faculty living space open.” Masamichi answered, sharing a short, yet unmissable look with Gojo.

“Great!” Shiloh replied, slightly confused by the glace the men shared.

“I’m sure Gojo wouldn’t mind escorting you to your living quarters. He is very familiar with the room” Masamichi mentioned with a slight smirk.

Gojo’s attitude was different now. For some reason, he was not the playful Gojo that was just trying to get closer to Shy. He didn’t seem angry, or sad, but he almost looked annoyed? Not at you, but at Masamichi. One thing about Shiloh is that she hates conflict, so even this slight tension in the air made her uncomfortable.

“So… we might as well get going!” Shiloh said, attempting to lighten up the mood.

“Sure.” Gojo stated boredly, “but where is your stuff?”

Shiloh’s face fell into a ‘are you serious’ type of face. Speaking no words she conjured a suitcase out of thin air with her cursed technique simply to prove her unspoken point.

“No need to get all sassy on me Ms. Fields, I don’t appreciate the attitude.” Gojo said, his eyes rolling in an unenthused manner. “Follow me.”

And with that, the Orchid and the strongest were perusing through the halls of Jujutsu high, only to stop at one of the faculty dorms.

“This is it!” Gojo sarcastically exclaimed, Shiloh couldn’t help but wonder why he was so unhappy with your rooming situation. But that curiosity was soon answered when Gojo slid the door of the dorm open. Clothes riddled the floor along with other uncleanly items, if it wasn’t for the many photos pinned of Gojo and friends Shiloh would have thought the room belonged to a homeless person.

“Uhm, I think this is your room Gojo. Where is mine?” Shiloh asked uneasily.

“Nope, this is right roomie.”

“Where is my bed?”

“Oh, my bad” Gojo quickly moved a pile of clothing to reveal a twin sized bed in the opposite corner of the room.

#jjk gojo #gojo satoru #jjk satoru #satorugojo #jujutsu satoru #satoru gojo #gojo

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itsapplephie · 1 year ago

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Sixth Meeting

It’s been a while since he visited Silver, a new school year just started making him more busy than usual. How many years has it been since his little beastie has awakened in the current century? 11? 12? Silver should have manifested his unique magic by then if he’s not a late bloomer. He wondered what his unique magic will be, will it be something that can do damage? Or something that can protect its user? Or perhaps something related to dreams, that would be more suitable for Silver.

Setting down his pen and leaning back against his chair, he tilted his head back letting out a sigh of exhaustion. Paperwork has been piling up, didn’t he just finish it just yesterday? Or was it the day before? Maybe slacking off to go game hunting wasn’t the best idea a few days ago. But he enjoyed his slow roasted bunny that day, the thought made him salivate a bit.

Moonlight shined through the open window with the candles giving off a gentle green glow in his office. Shifting his gaze from the ceiling to the moon, he reveled in the moon’s light. It must be half past 12 now, he’s been working since the morning and now it’s time to rest. It wouldn’t do any harm to rest for a bit, a 20 minute nap should be good enough before going back to doing paperwork it is.

Relaxing his posture and closing his eyes, he set off to dreamland. While he dozed off, a breeze swept through a journal placed in a corner of his table, flipping the pages and stopping at a sketch of a woman with gleaming green eyes and majestic horns atop her head smiling adoringly the egg she was cradling. If one were to look at it, they would wonder who this woman might be to him.

It’s been a few months since he discovered his unique magic, when he first unconsciously used it and he got stuck in a dream of what seemed to be a talking mouse (?) he panicked. When he told his papa, ehem, father about it he seemed proud that he already got his unique magic. Sebek pouted and complained that it’s unfair he got his so early and he was planning to tell Malleus too when the latter will be able to visit them again. His father did warn him that using his unique magic too much could be dangerous so he had to be cautious in using it.

Lying down on his bed, the sound of the forest outside was like a lullaby making him sleepy. “To the one I’ve met before, to the one I’ve yet to meet. Meet in a Dream,” closing his eyes, Silver let himself be pulled to dreamland as his magic worked.

Silver was transported to an unknown dream, when he gained his footing he looked around in marvel at his surroundings. He was in what looked like a hallway of a castle, he heard music at the door beside him and curious he opened the door quietly to look inside. It was a big and beautiful ballroom with no one else beside the two people dancing together in the middle.

He did his best to be quiet to not interrupt the two. The man had wavy black hair that casted a shadow on his face and he was dressed like a prince, he had two large black wings on his back. The man looked suspiciously like his fairy godfather, is it him? Is this his dream then?

The woman that he was dancing with had long black hair and what he could see as gleaming green eyes, she had horns like Malleus on her head and tail too! A dragon, is she related to his master? If he looked closely as much as he can from afar, he can see the resemblance between the woman and his master.

I know you

I walked with you once upon a dream

I know you

That look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam.

The man twirled the woman around and she laughed happily when he did so before catching her once again in his arms. She leaned her head against his chest and the man leaned his on top of her head as the two slowly danced to the music. He was holding her closely and it was as if they were husband and wife.

But if I know you

I know what you’ll do

You’ll love me at once

The way you did once upon a dream

Silver watched mesmerized by the two before he caught the man looking at him. He really was his fairy godfather. He smiled at Silver and muttered something he couldn’t hear before everything faded black and he was back to the corridor of dreams.

He woke up in his bed, shaking his head to clear his mind. Looking at the clock he was cradling in his arms, it was only 1 am. He didn’t have to wake up until 6 am to start another day of training to be a knight. Lying back down, he looked at the moon with thoughts about the dream he just witnessed swirling around his head.

Who was the woman that his fairy godfather was with?

#twst dire crowley #dire crowley #silver & crowley #silver twst #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland lilia #twisted wonderland #crowley is levan theory #levan draconia #meleanor draconia #twst meleanor #once upon a dream

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everythingcorn · 5 months ago

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This showed up on my feed so I gave it a little watch, and man! This year had some really fun updates didn’t it…

This year had some pretty creative updates, as well as fun stories and most captivating of all… incredible soundtrack. I love appreciating the cookie run soundtrack whenever I get the chance and I certainly did with this watch :’) There’s so many good cookie themes and they mostly seem to match the characters really well.

Now of course this year wasn’t fantastic; the Season 9 updates were pretty trash in my opinion. The update was very clearly rushed (cough, back to back legendary buffs, cough) and they gave us some pretty trash costumes for Ananas and Pitaya :’( The story continuation of the clash of dragonkind nothing interesting just mid overall. To me it felt like it was reaching a lot specifically for excuses of adding new cookies like Starch and Tofu. I’m all for adding new characters, but when the story is very clearly pushing things in for the sake of a characters existence to make sense just throws everything off. I wished that updates story was pushed more naturally, but I understand that the game has to follow a schedule. We couldn’t have just had this be a costume update because spending has to be evened out, and a gacha only update would be tremendously disappointing.

But besides that, everything else was pretty good. I enjoyed the early updates with the introduction of Astronaut and Xylitol… very nice designs and their story was extremely interesting. I thought that the whole concept of a new series-like chain of updates similar to the TBD was a good idea. The TBD can’t last forever so having something else to look forward to is cool. Space is endless… endless possibilities and excuses… who could possibly turn it down. Also, it’s pretty! But man did it start off STRONG, I hope Astronaut gets a good ending (if ever).

The syrup sauna story was so fun. I loved the new tracks and the cookie skills were very fun as well. Tanghulus skill isn’t too new, but it was designed in a way that’s very refreshing (haha fitting) and I liked watching her go. I wish she returned to meta. The story felt so short yet so long, I liked how relaxed it all was (fitting… ehem).

The Choco Bar and Butter Squid update was surprisingly really good. I had my doubts immediately when I saw Choco’s design simply because it felt a little off to me, but I put it behind me and focused on the gameplay and story and I was pleasantly surprised. I really liked the popcorn buff, I was very happy to get to use her again and i really enjoyed Choco’s skill. The only thing I didn’t like is how both cookies released had more active skills than passive skills, but it wasn’t annoying enough to deter me from enjoying the update. It… probably shouldn’t anyway…

The TBD update… Wow, well, I mean when is a TBD update NOT good XD. Schneeball’s skill was also a nice refresher and it felt a lot newer in terms of mechanics, her theme is absolutely brilliant (I listen to it regularly) and the story with her and Maple Taffy was so funny. The second half was a little more disappointing, Marble Bread’s skill was extremely basic and it didn’t feel like it added much to gameplay at all. The story itself was fine I really enjoyed the slice of life feel of it. A lot of people seemed to be disappointed with the entire update simply because it wasn’t groundbreaking lore updates but I found it fun.

Now, the ACTUAL slice of life update I’ll admit I was barely there for. I didn’t really watch the story but I played through all event levels and I have both cookies maxxed. I still haven’t watched the story and I’m not sure when I will, but what I will comment on are the cookie designs and personalities. I thought it was a major win that we got a legit high school slice of life update, music related no less. When was the last time we got something like this in cookie run? I think the idea to make both cookies based off common school snacks was very clever… and their designs are simple yet recognisable. I wish that they kept their hair a little more true to the snacks, like Strawberry Stick’s (cough pocky cookie) top strands stiff. I thought it looked a little weird bent, but I saw the vision.

The dessert paradise follow up had me shaking and crying and throwing my stuff out of the window it was so GOOD it was so beautiful. The first half had me aching I desperately wanted to know what happened next THAT INSTANT. Panna Cotta releasing felt like a true blessing, and his theme also felt like a blessing. It fits him so well and it feels so unexpectedly so. Black Sugar Swan is also very uniquely designed, I didn’t expect them to make her look like that but I see that they tried to follow the same design language as sugar swan. I didn’t like some of the colours picked and some of the shapes that were picked (I did make my own interpretation) but I did really enjoy her costume. All the costumes released were amazing actually… The story conclusion felt very awkward and unnatural, but I didn’t hate it. I understand that this is just a cookie game and things can’t be too deep, but things really did end in a “friendship is always the answer” way didn’t it :’#

The alien buster update was SO GOOD and I personally think it was very unappreciated. Everything felt like a throwback. Black Noodles theme felt like a throwback, her skill felt like a major throwback, the story felt so refreshing and fun and AHH! It had so much life, the minigames in the event section was so fun… I loved being a secret agent hunting down aliens with Black Noodle and Olive. Seeing the old cyber weirdo gang again made me so happy, I missed Mustard and Wasabi :D. Olive’s skill was mediocre but it fit him well, I liked his trial a lot and I think he’s a charming character. The whole concept of secret agents taking over a noodle shop in order to catch illegal aliens is hilarious, I hope we get a follow-up.

The anniversary update was brilliant you don’t even have to ask me my opinion it should be obvious. CANDY CORN COOKIE! A cookie that was so anticipated for so long there’s a ton of Candy Corn Cookie OC’s and a bunch of people that always wondered when, if ever, we were getting a real Candy Corn Cookie. I’m glad we finally saw the day. She is such a fun character and I think she really added to the story a lot. The plot was simple yet it worked out so well because of all the characters… we got to see Cheesecake play a role and we got too see Birthday Cake too! I was so happy… Everything Pie was totally a surprise, I like what they did with her design and her character, I think the concept of a kitchen sink pie cookie is brilliant and extremely clever. I’m not sure if anyone’s ever thought of that before. And I mean properly! Not just an “Everything Cookie”, that idea is too easy. The conclusion to the story was cheesy yet charming… I will gladly rewatch the story again and again. #NOTBIAS.

Last update of the year! I always say that cookie run christmas updates tend to be the best ones but I’ll admit this one almost missed the mark. It started off slightly disappointing, and it was very unusual too. It seemed like the game schedule changed quite a bit, since we never get legendaries first and so soon too. I wasn’t too upset about it, since we got our first cutie shøta legendary… He felt very bland as a character, didn’t add much to the story besides his presence. I feel like the only one that really brought it all together (and saved the update) was Peppernut, who may I add, was a character I had been waiting for the moment I saw her last year. Her struggles and worries felt so real, and to add on the whole surreal dream aspect to it all really helped her story. I liked how they stayed true to her character, adding onto what little we had of her before as a side character. I liked her little developing friendship with Dreamweaver and I really came to appreciate their relationship by the end of it. The story felt a little awkward and too “friendship is magic-y” by the middle but again, it wasn’t annoying enough to where it bothered me.

I feel like my commentary got longer and longer the more I went on but that’s just because I got more passionate as I kept talking LOL. I hope 2025 has some great updates and I can’t wait to see what the first update of the year will be. Easy bets to place is another Astronaut update, but we just had a legendary and I can only assume each astronaut update will bring a legendary. It might be something totally fresh!

The one update I hope we get is a sugarteara follow-up. Or just wandercrab. I really want an Abyss Monarch buff, hopefully somewhere near or during season 10. If not, it’s okay, but it would be nice to see how it is at the bottom of the sea right now.

That’s all I had to say though, I love this fucking cookie game.

#wrote this at 3am #props if you read it all #thank you!#cookie run

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casa-amor · 1 year ago

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WHAT A VOLUME

SO MUCH DRAMA?? so many twists and turns..... i literally love this season and im not afraid to say it anymore. literally there is so much to unpack this volume its actually crazy

MOST IMPORTANTLY. RAPH AND DAPH GOT DUMPED. an incredibly ballsy move from fusebox that i really respect. it really increases the stakes this season knowing people as relevant as them could get dumped. dont get me wrong im gonna miss raph so much... its just so unexpected that it works. the safe choice wouldve been for one of the useless/irrelevant couples to be dumped (ehem.. bonnie and joyo) but they dumped one of the strongest couples of the villa. super ballsy

Estelle (LIs ex) making up SHIT so that our LI would sleep on the day beds. funny crazy and a little immature? yes yes and yes. entertaining? HELL YES. i know some ppl on r3dd1t will complain about this, but who cares, its a game, its a funny and entertaining. besides, our life with out LI has been literally perfect since casa, and im so thirsty for any drama. i love it. plus we get to clear up the drama and ofc make up sex bc lets be real weve had like 10 opportunities to have sex in the villa

ALSO RAFAEL SNOGGED MC IN THE CHALLENGE. I didnt want to choose rafael because i wanted to be "respectful" but he ended up choosing MC anyway... omfg i screamed.

UMA BEING UMA AGAIN. okay im 100% on her side. she has done nothing wrong ever in her life. i know this and i love her. but its literally so crazy that they didnt really give any indication that raph was rejecting uma's advances. implying theres more to raph than we thought...... hes not as loyal as he says he is......

BONNIE AND JOYO literally acting like kids (theyre coupled up in my game). it makes so much sense considering they literally have ZERO connection in my game. i love that not everyone is mature and Right all the time and that some characters.... literally do the wrong thing all the time

JOYO BEING IN LOVEEEE WITH MC. i love ittttt. lots of LIs have had "crushes" on MC in the past but its never been this explicitly acknowledged. i really love how it opens up another slow burn route with joyo which i will probably play in the future ... nyehehe

okay lastly something I found weird.. the game says whoever we "marry" has significant impact in the future episodes. does this mean we cant graft and couple up with anyone else?? that would suck but also.. eh. its a weird thing that i wish didnt really have much impact because its literally just like a challenge

okay this was much longer than i thought but i think after all these years and seasons, ive never had a volume impact me THIS MUCH. there was so much info and so much drama. im so optimistic for the next volumes although tbh i dont expect them to top this one....

#thats all #thank you for listening to my ted talk #litg #love island the game #litg s7

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juliee4everial · 11 months ago

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"How It Feels To Be Saved"

EPILOGUE

Who in their right mind thought it would be a great idea to combine two opposing worlds?

Lilley is a distant planet in the Andromeda Galaxy where a supernatural world and a human world exist. However, due to God's betrayal, both the supernatural and human worlds are now combined, and this caused the planet to be intertwined with chaos and disparity; this action is utterly irreversible. Both worlds are now aware of one another. Hence, to keep world balance and harmony between the two indecisive worlds, the creators of the universe, the "Heavenly council," have decided to assign every mortal human being a guardian angel, which protects them from "immoralites," who are paranormal species and possess no morals and are purely made of evil and deception.

Now, amidst this new system, will two close friends be able to cope and readjust to the new changes?

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CHAPTER 1 - This stubborn girl!

Clemione flapped her wings at her best friend's face dismissively and impatiently, but her best friend was not having it.

"I already told you, 'mione, I think he's the one for me!" Her best friend, Wisteria, gave the same energy, and was also impatiently tapping her finger on the table. Her once beautiful, chocolate hair, which she tied in a cute bun, was now as neat as a bird's nest and on the table as the poor girl tried to defend her position.

"It's the same statement all the damn time! Tell that to the 56 guys who also asked you out but turned out to be wanted werewolves and vampires on the loose!" Clemione scoffed, feeling quite betrayed at her best friend's refusal to accept her protection. After all, she has always found herself to be right about the odd guts she'd been getting each time her mortal's been asked by plenty of boys out on a date. This girl is about as stubborn as a 5 year old, she thought resentfully. Her lilac wings, painted with violet hues, although beautiful and intricate, had a bad habit of exposing her true feelings, and so she took a moment to readjust her wings and posture so as to make herself look more firm and strict, even though her inner self screamed off fear and danger from the thought of letting Wisteria be alone with a man for more than 10 seconds. Again.

"I'll be fine, I don't feel the same vibes from him anymore! The countless men I've encountered before, I had the vibes from them as you told me… but it was because I felt forced to say yes to them! But now…." She made a dramatic pose like a princess out of dismay after finding her one and true love.

"I really think he is the one." Besides, you act too much like my mother, let me live once damn… she thought secretly, but chuckled on the inside. She knows she'll win this argument. She had a weapon.

"I've trusted you well too many times now to let you off on your own! And every chance I've given to you, you almost let yourself be in a grave situation! What will you do if I can't come protect you if I have other angel business–" Clemione suddenly covered her eyes with her wings and accidentally made them sharp by muscle memory because blinding light was suddenly being transmitted to her eyes, she carefully took her wings off of her eyes just to gaze at the cubic box her best friend was now holding. No fair! She, though, exclaimed (by her thoughts), was still staring at the box that held trillions of stars and galaxies, and in the distant corner was their very own planet system. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune were all moving on their own little orbit and glowing in accordance to their color.

She almost, almost forgot why she was scolding her best friend in the first place until– fingers snapped in front of her face which made her look up, she hadn't even realized she was now crouching to be at the same level as the cubic box, until that was– her best friend interrupted, "Ehem, so, if you let me go out with Tray I will let you borrow this for a week–" mine.

Clemione snatched that box immediately and waved her wings cheerily at Wisteria, "Alright, you've got yourself a deal…" Wisteria was thrilled by this– "BUT that doesn't mean I won't look after you, alright?" Clemione put great emphasis on the last question so her best friend, at this, scoffed, a bit too loudly.

"Wisteria, do you understand me?" She reiterated menacingly which made Wisteria gulped.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Alright, enjoy your fancy date, 'Ria." With that, Clemione flew off.

(A/N): Hii! This is my first OG story post, I hope you guys enjoyed it ^^ Lmk what you guys think :))

If you guys are confused:

Clemione: Guardian Angel who's assertive and overprotective Wisteria: The (kinda stubborn) mortal in which clemione's guarding

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trilogyoflove-ours · 2 years ago

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Our 11th, Jeju Trip.

Good morning, sayang. It's our first day in Jeju nih. Jadi yuk kita jalan jalan yang. We only have two days and one night here and after that we are back to our old reality lifes that are stressful, let's spend many more loving memories together, ya sayang?

Our first stop, breakfast. Instead of dining in the hotel, we decided to hunt for some good Cafes around the city, and since we are in Korea, why not we try some good Korean Breakfast. We finally found a Cafe from the map, it's a walking distance. We got our orders, and found a seat to eat. There were cats there, and we took many photos. It has a nice view and we managed to get some dumplings and ramyeon, but it was spicy and you kept nagging and warning me to eat slowly and not to fast. It was a healing place, with good food.

"Sayang, kamu ciyit loh nanti."

"Biarin, mas juga. Ciyit barengan aja nanti."

Once we got our breakfast, we got our rented car too.

I kept telling you how much I wish I can bring those cat back home but you kept telling that they won't understand Bahasa except for Hangul since they are Korean cats. We listened and drove along the sea, it was still in the morning, we were walking by the beach and enjoyed the warm bun we got from the auntie. There was a lot of deep conversations that we had as well.

"Sayang. Are you happy?"

"I am, whenever when I'm with you."

"Ayang, is there anything I should change for the better? Tell me."

"Jangan kuat ambek, kayak Icung aja tuh. Baby sayang mas."

After the beach, we went for pottery class.

As soon as we got into the store, everyone was in their spot, including ours. We had a good date, it's our first pottery date. You helped me with the apron and made sure I was hydrated in between the classes. You were seated beside me, and everyone kept complimenting us, many thought we were a newlyweds, padahal pacaran 11 bulan, tapi deket kayak udah 11 tahun barengan.

"Sayang, what do you wanna make."

(Whisper) "Shall I make a structure of your, ehem."

"Makcudnya?" (Poutie)

You were the expert, we managed to create a few vases, mini plates and also some mugs for both of us before the class ends. We had so much fun and the teacher complimented us, we took a few pictures and even bought some miniature before our stomach grumbled and we decided to get lunch right after.

It was around 2pm, and we decided to go for lunch, and we are thinking about western food. So we went to another cafe, which beside the cafe was a nail shop and we decided to have lunch and I could also do my nails right after, hehe. We ordered three main meals and we shared as usual. Over lunch, we talked about how fun and serene Jeju Island is and hopefully one day we are able to settle down somewhere peace and quiet. We also talked about going for thriting after my nails are done. You wanted to get a good hat, hopefully there's one.

"Sayang, which color are you taking?"

"Maunya yang kayak Hailey Bieber nie, cantik gak?"

"ih ada pink pink nie. Cantik ya, kayak orangnya."

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filmbyjy · 2 years ago

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hi! idk if ur requests are still open or no but if they are, could you do a headcannon on enhypen on how they would take care their s/o when she’s on her period or something. It’s okay if u don’t want to do this(btw I love ur writings 🫶🫶) HOPE THIS MADE SENSE LOL🫶

a/n: oh don’t worry! my request box is always open. it’s just I take a long time to write this out bc of school😞 oh and thank you🫶🏻🫶🏻anyways! let’s write this!! sorry this took so long :((

enhypen taking care of s/o while on her period

LEE HEESEUNG

no stfu. there is no hear me out

this man will be soooo sweet

he makes good use of those doe eyes to look all innocent and shit so he could beg to buy pads and other essentials for you

don't even try pushing him away

"babe, can i buy for you-"

"just go."

happily smiles and grabs his wallet before bolting to the supermarket

once he does, he tries to find the section

but then he faced with crisis number #1

why in the world are there so many pads. why do they need to have this 'heavy flow' thing. is that how much women bleed every month??

he is horrified

but he keeps calm and tries to find a staff.

a little shy but he does it anyways.

the staff helps him and he buys the perfect amount. just 2 packets because why would you need heaps of it

comes back with the pads and with hot cocoa from the cafe you two love.

on the way home, he read that drinking warm things helps with your cramps so he stopped by the cafe.

now where did crisis number #2 start?

when your cramps decided to fuck up your cuddle session well more like makeout session

you were kissing heeseung like your life depended on it and then that's when the cramps start bothering you. you groaned whilst pulling away.

heeseung no jokes rolls his eyes

not at you but the pain that you were feeling.

"let me kiss you some more to make it go away."

"heeseung, it doesn't work."

"shush woman."

and so he kisses you

it sort of helps though🫢

so umm now whenever you have cramps, heeseung just kisses you👍🏻

PARK JONGSEONG

my man🫶🏻🫶🏻

if it isn’t obvious this man definitely knows how to handle things

he is prepared >:)

well for the first time he is a little confused because you are his first girlfriend and he doesn’t have any womanly figure around him besides his mother

so he doesn’t know how tf should he react to your period

he tries to get help from his mom on what should he do

ultimately, he becomes a pro at it

gives you massage

belly rubs

warming up a heat pad for your cramps

getting anything for you

does baby talk (bc he wants to be soft with you)

making you laugh to distract you from the pain

buys you pads/tampons whichever you use

even brings a small little pouch with pads/tampons for when it comes unexpectedly during your little date

he definitely I feel like tracks your period

bc if you’re just plain out lazy or forget, he knows when to be ready

which is why jay is a 100/10 on being best boyfriend🫶🏻🫶🏻

hence let’s kiss, jongseong 😍 ehem kidding. no I’m not kidding👁️👁️

SIM JAEYUN

mother I am in love with an australian 20 year old boy😮‍💨😮‍💨

sorry

anyways, I think jaeyun would definitely be another clueless one

he may be for the hoes and stuff but zero clue on what a damn period is

please teach the boy

but

won’t lie, he’d be great at listening to you

golden retriever energy right there

so if you ask him to get you things, he won’t hesitate

“jake-”

“ALREADY ON IT, LOVE!!” *grabs his wallet and phone. puts on shoes. all ready to go out*

he may not know but he is willing to learn how to make you feel better

because he only wants you to feel at ease and comfortable

for that to happen, obviously he needs to understand you so he decides to learn about periods

bc he loves you🫶🏻🫶🏻

loves rubbing your tummy to make you feel better though

reminds him of petting layla’s belly and he has great knowledge on that

PARK SUNGHOON

since sunghoon is an older brother…he definitely did know what a period is.

but he never thought he’d have to experience in helping with that (since his sister is 5 years younger)

until he fell for you

you are certain he knows what are periods but he just doesn’t know how to help

so you never bothered with asking him for help

until you accidentally texted him instead of your mom

you: mom :( i’m out of pads and my period came early. could you buy some pads for me while you’re at it?

sunghoon: sure, which kind?

you: mom?? I thought you knew what kind I use but here is the picture anyways *1 attachment*

and then when you hear the door open, you expected your mom to walk into your bedroom but no it’s your boyfriend

“hoon?”

“you sent the text to me but don’t worry…umm I asked my mom about it and how to help you get through this…umm bloody month…”

awkward as fuck but he is adorable

you gave him a hug

oh but as soon as he gets used to it after helping you a few more times…

all hell breaks loose

starts cracking up jokes about it

calls you weird nicknames

“my little ketchup packet🥺🥺”

deserves a smack to the arm

KIM SUNOO

you’ve heard and seen those statements from his girl classmates

THERE AINT NO WAY THIS MAN DOESNT KNOW HOW TO HELP

like hello?? popular with the girls in school. has girl friends

it’s sooo obvious

when he started dating you, he made sure to state that if you needed any help, just text him

you were hesitant

bc he was your first boyfriend so you never shared anything about periods to any guy before. even your dad

so like you just felt uncomfortable to even ask him

so let’s say…you and sunoo were having a stay at home date

you fell asleep on the bed. unbeknownst, you leaked and stained the bed. sunoo notices it and as such places a towel on the extra bed and moves you over to the other room.

after doing so, he goes to wash the stained sheets up and throw it inside the washing machine after.

he realises that he should wake you up bc you’d be sleeping in your dirtied clothes. before he does so, he goes to your bathroom to make sure you have your ‘supplies’ ready. if you don’t have any left, he runs down to the nearest mart to buy you some and even snacks or anything to make you feel better

once he comes back, he gently wakes you up and tells you to go change and then come down soon after.

you realised why he asked you to change and you were embarrassed. he probably saw it leak. just before you leave, he reassures that it is alright and normal for this type things to happen so he pecks your forehead and leaves to make hot cocoa.

to say that he is an amazing boyfriend was an understatement, he was the perfect boyfriend you could ever have.

YANG JUNGWON

jungwon does have an older sister so like he definitely has heard his sister like talk about it.

so it wasn’t a shock to him about how painful it is or how horrible it can get

however, since you were his first (and last) girlfriend, he doesn't exactly know how to help

well that's what he says but when you tell him you got your period

he surprisingly knows a decent amount of things

"here i made tea. since i heard coffee isn't good for your cramps."

like bro how did you know that🤨🤨

he also apparently made a mental note to track your period so he can plan dates

on days you have your period, he will definitely plan a stay-at-home date. the bundle he brings quite literally looks like you got injured and he is visiting you at the hospital.

i definitely also think that he will hold you close if you complain about your cramps.

soft tummy pats because he definitely likes doing it so you feel better. you know like that one en-o'clock moment where he was patting jay to sleep. yes i will never forget that moment.

still cant believe this is boy is 20 sobbing😭😭

NISHIMURA RIKI

honestly i’m facing a dilemma here (get it😉). idk if ni-ki would be a sweet and caring boyfriend

or would he be a pain in the ass when he sees your struggling with your period

so I’d say 50-50

like he will have his haha funny moments

but when he really realises “oh shit, my girlfriend is in pain.”

thats when he really goes full on ‘take care of girlfriend’ mode

bc he knows the existence of periods. he has two sisters

but he is also just a teen

teen boys really sometimes don’t get periods. they think its just something simple when really its not

so like dont be too hard on him. he’ll learn

this means it will take him a couple of times to really help you out

sometimes he can be serious, sometimes he can be playful

but he is also playful bc he knows you’re in pain and he wants to make you feel better or take away the frown

he just wants you to be happy and not in pain

ni-ki is pretty cuddly too. he likes to just curl up with you and hold you close bc you’re warm and he is cold

sometimes he cutely rubs his head against your tummy and surprisingly kinda feels nice since it kinda helps with the little cramps (unless you’re ticklish then uhh yeah)

10/10 cute boyfriend :D

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ADOR U!… nishimura riki

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ㅤ" 'cause i'm not gonna be the one to get hurt,"

SYNOPSIS. a silly dare led niki to attempt to be your silly boy

GENRE. fluff, crack, some angst (this part in particular im sawry)

PAIRING. danceteamleader!niki x teammember!fem!reader ft. enhypen, newjeans

WARNINGS. unhinged and maybe its cringe since i explained the moves to the placement of their feet, im sorry-😭, jungwon says niki got no rizz(i dont think that's gonna happen anymore but we'll see), lowercase intended, tba

WORD COUNT. 1.5k

NOTE. ehem i'm quite busy don't really see myself posting the next part soon since i landed the narrator role for a skl event and have finals in less than a month 🤺🤺

TAG(S). @sd211

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The pounding in your heart only loudened as you watched others mount the stage and perform, some making mistakes and many exceeding your expectations. You find yourself in a spiral of thoughts as you stand backstage, niki nowhere in sight.

The nerves pricked at your skin, eating you alive. The unintentional jumpscare from niki appearing beside you sent you a spook through your spine. "didn't mean to scare you. 'you alright?"

"yeah, it was just a scare,"

"no i meant the pale look on your face, the terrified expression. it's just like that day in the cafeteria," niki cracked, laughing upon remembering your front. And your eerie silence drawing his attention, "nervous?"

A blank as a response speaks more to him and he moves in front of you with his broad shoulders covering your sight. Forced to gaze at him, you manage a spike in your head to him, locking your orbs with his. The softening in his facial features is noticeable as his hand places on your shoulder, a small squeeze of reassurance doing more than enough to erupt butterflies in your stomach.

The previous feelings of anxiousness gone without a trace and replaced by the giggly sentiment caused by him. Maybe your cheeks were painting a color of their own unknown to you, finding niki's smile stretching as his other hand reached for yours, intertwining them together.

K.O! rampaged in your head while a countdown resounded 10, 9, 8. . . The sound drowned out and the music now lost in translation. A giggle escapes niki with a wide grin, making you paste one of your own, laughing for no particular reason, as you bumped into his chest.

Niki's grip tightened on your hand and he pulled you into his embrace, the same smile adorning his face. The arm once on your shoulder shifted to your waist, making you bury your face in the crook of his neck and you nuzzle closer to his warmth.

The mental countdown continued . . . 3, 2, 1 and the bell rang, drawing to a close. There you were in your head, on the floor, knocked out from an overdose of affection, not that you would complain but the withdrawal came with severe complications. You mustn't get ahead of yourself.

Just like that, the two of you were called onto stage, greeting the elevation with both of your presences, your hand still wrapped into niki's. Your anxiety disappeared like magic when he held your hand, the fuzzy feeling and encouragement coursing through his touch.

The booming of music began with the same movements you'd ingrained in your mind over the past few days with relentless hard work and unwavering determination. But it felt less nerve racking and nail biting than you thought, noticing that you'd seem to enjoy the feeling of performing for a crowd, who gave back positive reactions.

The carefree motions overflowed and spread to niki, the rhythm following the two of you than the other way around. For the first time, you were having fun performing. It came to a close sooner than expected, the proudness washing you over, your face beaming radiant energy to the audience as they cheered on.

Striding behind niki off the stage he halts and turns to you with a smile of appreciation, and you reciprocate the same, searching for his hand once again and drowning it in his hold. A mix of emotions and adrenaline rushed through your veins and the urge to confess grew.

"i have something to say," you state, niki stopping you with a sudden embrace, "wait, don't reject me just yet, let the moment seep in," he hurries in a whisper near your ear. You try to pull away to tell him quite the opposite, "actually, i've been meaning to tell you that i do—"

"niki, yn! great performance and hate to ruin the cute little moment," minji erupts from behind you both. You love minji as your best friend but that was the worst timing possible. Jungwon and sunoo emerge from the entrance and take niki out and away from you.

A gnarl of frustration gets you caught up in your personal prison of thoughts, "minji i swear you have the worst timing ever,"

"wait you were about to—" An exaggerated gasp leaves her and you stalk to your shared waiting room with niki, in no mood to chatter with your friend after the abrupt interruption.

"don't follow me," you warn minji and stomp and revise how to confess. The 'in the moment' feeling now cashed out along with your energy. You trace to the room with regret and furrowed brows, the door of your waiting room slightly open hearing a howl of shouts from inside.

It was niki and his friends. The mention of your name stills you by the door, your back gluing to the wall beside the doorway. Curiosity peaking, you listen to their frivolous chatter.

"so you're tellin' me, that you scored a girlfriend?!" sunoo, the kind-faced sassy friend of niki's exclaims from inside. You smile at the comment and continue to fill your pride.

"not yet, i didn't get an answer," this is what he would've received if the sharing of hearts session wasn't interrupted like a live broadcast.

"crazy to think this all blossomed over a silly little dare," jungwon follows, with a small laugh.

The palpitations of your heart ring in your ears, and you still in your track, the rest of their conversation numb to your ears.

Dare.

A stupid dare.

The sting of tears burns and you back away from the door and leave the premises. A dare led to you catching some for a fake. Fake feelings that manifested in the pit of your heart that made yours real. And it hurt all that much more.

Niki scours the mass of people, unable to locate you in a frenzy. It was almost time for the award ceremony and you were nowhere to be seen. Minji was seated with hanni in the near distance and scurried over to question your absence.

A feign of innocence from the two insists on a quizzical facial from him. Where could you have possibly gone?

With the time ticking to a close, niki heads back to the waiting room for a second check, his feet urging him to the destination. His feet stop at the door and he exhales, and pushes the door open.

You were in front of the mirror, fixing your hair with a small cute hairpin. He smiles of relief and hunches over with his hands on his knees, huffing for air. "i searched all over for you, where were you,"

"the restroom,"

"oh. it's time for the award ceremony, c'mon," he conveys, shaking off the iffy inkling stirring in his stomach. You swipe the remaining drops off your cheeks once again, and prepare yourself to face the stupid boy you harbored stupid emotions for.

You sit beside the boy inevitably and calm your sentimentality and focus on the event before you as a distraction. It worked quite well as the concern of not being called stirred worry from you. You grip your fit, nibbling on your lower lip with anxiousness building in you.

Niki glances over at you and at your hand clutching the fabric you wore. His hand travels to your hand and dances around it before managing to clasp your hand in his hold to sooth your frantic concern. Your orbs stare at his hand holding yours and jungwons word echo repeatedly.

You shake off his hand with no warning, leaving niki to gaze at you inquisitively.

Third place was the next position to be announced and you really hoped to place anywhere on the list at this state. And you were, being beckoned to the stage along with niki trailing behind with uncertainty due to your previous out of character actions. So much to the fact he hadn't taken in the feeling of ranking bronze.

You accept the trophy and avoid his lingering look on you, a small smile forming on your lips, unable to portray any genuine notions of joyousness. You won and lost all in the same day and niki was left with nothing short or long of an answer but the confusion of you shaking his hand off.

The ceremony concludes and you leave the venue with niki and commute back together with no words exchanged. Niki was worried but couldn't manage to say anything to your fallen face. You arrive at your house and niki stills, jumping to his feet. It was now or never.

"i like you,"

You freeze, eyes taking interest in the pavement beneath your feet, avoiding his piercing gaze and you dodge his confession. He strings you into a hug and you refuse to speak your heart after what you'd heard earlier. You pull away and look him straight in the eyes, missing the same glimmer your front would hold.

"goodnight, niki"

You turn and walk away from the boy, a tear jerking down your face and slam the door behind your back, sliding to the floor and breaking down into sobs. All the moments shared over the past weeks came crumbling down within a few minutes. He was just another guy in your life now.

It was time you kept your distance, 'cause you weren't going to be the one to get hurt.

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