#but like seriously i cannot even really imagine what music he would listen to

[skitskatdacat63]

Guys what do you think he's listening to?

[junnieverse]

— JAY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ! 💭

➙ boyfriend jay thoughts

pairing: park jongseong x gn!reader

genre: fluff

request: " Hii <3 Can I request Jay as your boyfriend? "

warnings: lowercase intended, not proofread, mentions of food, this was kinda long, I'm sorry I just kept going

a/n: even if he isn't your bias, I'm sure we can all agree we want jay as our boyfriend. hope you liked your request anon ^_^

everyone's dream man

the boyfriend you introduce to your parents and they would love him too

jay is THE most husband material man to ever husband material

and seriously he would be the perfect boyfriend in every sense

I see jay as the sort of boyfriend to take care of his s/o with their day to day life stuff such as cooking or helping them clean (very domestic) but also financially

he would love spoiling his partner (and as he should)

be it with small things to things you couldn't even dream of seeing or getting

to jay, you deserve it all, he would even buy you the moon and stars (his words, not mine)

flowers, flowers and oh wait, more flowers

seriously, he always gets you flowers (unless you're either allergic or just don't like the smell of them like me)

very romantic, probably one of the most romantic in enha

very class and sophisticated sort of romantic

giving very much fancy candlelit dinner with the view of the Eiffel tower in Paris

but sometimes instead of splurging to take you out, he prefers a home cooked meal that you could either make together or he makes for you

just like the rest of the group, jay has a way of making you laugh even without trying

your laughter is his favourite sound (no I'm not crying, you are)

shopping together is a big yes!

I imagine as his s/o you would both have similar tastes in style consisting of things that are classy but can also be chic and cute

sometimes he even shops for you if he knows what you like or what you've been wanting

"Remember that blazer you really liked from the last fashion week from Prada, I got it for you so I hope you like it."

doesn't take no for an answer and even if you do try refusing a gift he gives you, he gives you this certain look and then you end up accepting the gift

also carries your shopping bags after shopping so all you have to do is walk beside him looking as beautiful as ever

nap dates are a thing with you and jay

you would both simply cuddle in bed and just sleep together for hours like that and it is definitely his second favourite thing after kissing you

and when he does go on tour and can't cuddle with you, he makes sure to call you every night no matter how exhausted he is because it helps him sleep better after hearing your voice

I'm talking private guitar shows

be it he's just playing random acoustics on his guitar or he's actually working on something new, he will have you listen to it

"Jay you know I'm not good at this stuff, you always sound amazing anyway." you tell him feeling embarrassed at your lack of musical inclination

"Even so, you know you're someone who's opinion matters the most to me angel." he would tell you before kissing your forehead reassuringly

has an incredible memory so he remembers so many small details about you and you find it so heartwarming

you will be clinging to jay because we all know how good he smells and he doesn't mind either

usually isn't the physical affection sort of guy but he secretly loves it whenever you hug or cuddle

the healing era boyfriend for all my heartbroken readers

jay is the perfect boyfriend to help you get back into the dating game as you heal and learn to love and trust yourself and others

oh I cannot forget about the singing

he is definitely going to be singing to you

ask him and he will be your human aux, sings whatever songs you would like

he all in all just loves feeling needed by and taking care of you

your happiness is his happiness in the end

[fruitsoxs]

hi socks just wanna let u know i have been thinking about those vashwood as roommates headcanons and i always come back to it cz it’s somehow??? so comforting??? 10/10 chef’s kiss thank u!

it's honestly my comfort au-- so here's a part two ! (here's part one)

Having Vash and Wolfwood as roommates would include(part two);;

warnings;; I included some nsfw headcanons this time. they're at the end and have a warning. This also has a bit of fighting/angst that ends in fluff notes: i have a couple of fics in the work for this au. let me know if there any big moments you would like to see written out into a full fic! (also possibly a knives spin off??)

Their jobs/majors

I kind of feel like Vash is studying in the science department. Specifically something that has to do with plant science? Botany, Environmental science, maybe even biology? I know it’s a little on the nose but I really do think it would work perfectly for him

Maybe he even opens up his own little flower shop in the future??

No matter what he has a lot of labs and he is always tired after them.

He probably has a part-time job as a barista at a little cafe on campus

No thoughts just Vash in a cute little apron

He’s a fan favorite among the college kids. They say he makes the best coffee, and he sometimes gives people little freebies when they look sad

His manager Meryl actively yells at him for it, but she doesn’t actually care that much.

He ALWAYS will give you freebies if you come in to visit him. He gets a free drink as an employee, and he’ll save it for you just in case you come in. Sometimes he’ll even take it to go and drop it off for you

Wolfwood gives huge phycology vibes. Mans had a messed up childhood and wants nothing more than to help other people through that stuff

Either that or he’s an art student. I can see that too

He takes school very seriously, but he is horrible at math. He cannot divide to save his life. He’s had to retake his math class like three times

His job? Well nobody knows and at this point everyone is too scared to ask. (He’s a security guard lol)

Whatever it is, he hates it. He comes home grumpy and needs lots of hugs and kisses.

He’ll be all pouty and pissed off, and then you’ll give him a little kiss on the cheek and a small smile will break out 

Bonus; Knives is on the track to becoming a surgeon. I will die on the hill that he is going into the medical field. (he’d look so good in scrubs) and i know McDonalds knives is kind of funny, but I'm thinking he’s actually and EMT. Imagine getting hurt and having Knives be your first responder (id die on the spot)

First Date

It’s not really a date- well you don’t call it a date. Vash just walks in with a couple of free tickets to a haunted house event thing  and asks if you and Wolfwood want to come

You’re like hell yeah

The drive there is like the calm before the storm. You listen to some music, seated in front with wolfwood driving. He definitely has his hand on your thigh. Vash is super excited about finally doing something that isn’t getting high and playing games

You all thought it was gonna be some dumb little spooky house. They’re never that scary. It’s just fun to see all the decorations and actors

Oh boy were you wrong

It’s so well put together. The actors are really into it, and they have amazing make up. When you’re standing in line, some clown girl walks up to Vash and you watch the regret build up on his face. The guy is already terrified

The first hallway is pitch black, and you have to rely on a feeling your way through it. Vash is mumbling about how much he hates it the entire time

Wolfwood is like “Don’t worry guys I’ll protect you.” And then proceeds to let out the loudest scream when the lights come on and there’s a girl dressed up as a ghost standing there

Soon all three of you are huddled up, holding hands, and shaking

These things should not be that scary!!!

It’s Vash who gets you kicked out

He gets so spooked that he runs into a bunch of boxes and knocks one of the fake walls down. The entire thing has to stop to fix it

You’re all banned

After that you go eat pancakes and complain about how scary it was

When things get tense

Fights can happen sometimes

None of you are perfect, and those boys have gone through some shit

Vash tends to shut himself away from you when he’s upset. He doesn’t come out of his room, and when he does he pretends like he’s fine. 

He doesn’t like burdening other people with his problems.

Eventually it just starts to feel like he doesn’t trust you enough to let you in. SIt gets really bad when he tells you to go away one day, and you watch Wolfwood walk into his room 30 minutes later

It doesn’t really turn into a fight. You just get sad, and even a little insecure. So, you avoid him back. Not because you’re vengeful, just because you feel hurt

A few days of the two of you not talking and Vash is in tears by your door

He begs for forgiveness and explains why he’s like this

You tell him it’s okay, but what he does really hurt you. He promises to work on it, and he does

That night the two of you make up for loss time

Wolfwood and you fight a lot more

Most of the time it’s silly little arguments that you solve pretty fast

Wolfwood is bad at communicating in general. But especially when it comes to his feelings

He has really bad days sometimes, and he can get grumpy really fast these days, and one day you really piss him off

He won’t tell you what you did though, he just gives you the cold shoulder

That pisses you off because you’d so be willing to talk it out and apologize, but he won’t tell you what you did 

So you’re mad now too

Things are tense between you too, and it all comes to an end on movie night when you start arguing about what movie to watch

You want to watch one of your favorite movies from your childhood and he says that it’s a stupid movie

Things get heated fast, while Vash just disappears into the background. He that the two of you need to workout your problems on your own (but he really wants to intervene) 

When the tears start falling, Wolfwood immediately stops

He takes a breath, and the two of you sit down and just talk. 

You talk ALL night about what happened, and what the two of you could have done better. In the end, you fall asleep on his chest while he plays with your hair. 

You have movie night the next night to make up for it, and he puts the movie you wanted to watch in before you can even talk about it ( he ends up loving the movie and after that you two watch it all the time)

Id have to make an entire other thing for when Vash and Wolfwood fight because it’s no fun for anyone

NSFW stuff

After the three of you finally get past the awkward stages and start fucking, you find out these two are…horny

They’ll grab you and go to town any time

They really like to share you, but there’s no jealousy in the relationship so it’s okay for one on one time as well!

Wolfwood will pull you into steamy make out sessions whenever. He’ll do it out of nowhere. I imagine he just really likes you, and can’t get enough

He’s very handsy. He’ll constantly have his hand on your hips, or your thigh, and your waist. He likes touching you

He’s the type to sneak risqué touches in public. He like watching you struggle to not let anyone else know what he’s doing

Quickies everywhere with Wolfwood

Vash is a lot more loving (not that Wolfwood isn’t loving– he probably has cried during sex) 

Vash takes his time though. He wants every moment with you to be special. He likes to do stuff like rubbing your back, and peppering kisses down your shoulders. He’ll run his hand up your shirt, and kiss your neck softly. He builds up to it

He really likes shower/bath sex. It’s intimate and relaxing

He also like when you take control (i know he’s a whimperer)

He is so bad at any type of public sex though. He gets embarrassed way too easily (and i think Wolfwood has fun with that) 

When the three of you do it together it’s fucking electric 

[kanmom51]

JM ‘FACE’ Music Show Promotions Sketch 

cr./to the creators of the media used in this post.

So yeah, yesterday just 4 days before JK's single Seven is about to land, after JK's concept photos and clip were released showing us a clear bias and after the BTS book pages about Jikook's Tokyo trip surfaced, surprisingly (or not so much) this BTB was released.

Cannot help but wonder if this was a scheduled release or one of those pieces of content they had waiting in the vault to release at some point, not necessarily yesterday.

Not that I am complaining that we get more JM content, not at all, it's just the timing that feels a little sus to me is all. You know, with the heavy on Yoonmin and little Jihope we got there.

And again, let me make myself clear here. I'm not complaining us getting the content. Both members did visit JM on set to support him and it's great to see this in the content. It's the timing, the editing and on top of that, what we didn't get in past BTB that has me a little on edge.

So, Suga, as we know, came to visit JM on set.

To support him on his first show.

But this.

What did Yoongi mean by this?

"And to build up a good reputation of us".

It's not about JM's performance, it comes straight after he says the reason he came was it was JM's first performance. This is another reason he came - build up good reputation...?

To show they are supporting each other?

Was this said seriously or jokingly?

I'm still not understanding it.

I do have thoughts as to what he meant by it, and I wouldn't put it by him to mean that too, but still hoping it's not that.

Someone else also knows that, I can assure you. Same someone that found his way, with or without the company's approval (let's be honest here, it's without their approval and his way of kicking back) of supporting and promoting JM as publicly and as loudly as he could.

Same person that made a point to comment and let us know on JM's live after his last performance that he did want to come and see JM while recording.

And then we have this:

Yes, this is me bitching. I decided to get all of the shit out of the way before I get to the positive.

"Suga who knows Jimin better than anyone when it comes to performing"? Really? Pushing the Yoonmin a little much aren't we?

He knows him better than Hobi when it comes to performing?

Actual dance leader.

He knows him better than JK when it comes to performing?

The man that literally said this:

But seriously, this is the person that spent hours on end practicing with JM. The person that seeks him out on stage. The person that knows his every move, knows when he's in pain, knows when he is struggling.

Yeah, no matter which what way you spin it, Yoongi is not the one "who knows Jimin better than anyone when it comes to performing".

Wait, be patient with me. I have one more little thing I have to vent about before moving on.

This:

I can only imagine the talk down his bf gave him at home after this. "We're all grown ups, what are you doing?..."

Just like here:

Start at 0:49 seconds. JK talking about JM's live, not listening to Unholy.

I'm with you on this JK.

The need to apologize or pre-warn fans about a little touchy choreography with a woman, god forbid (oh, and btw, in the Korean side of this choreo the men were not touching JM, cause that's way worse, right?).

This is something I would love JM to get over, grow out of, but to tell you the truth, not holding my breath.

Ok, now that all my complaining is done with, let's move on to the fun part.

Now is the time to appreciate the 2 hyungs who came to support him. Yoongi for his first recording and Hobi for the last show.

Hobi's letter. That man is the sweetest man ever. I love him so much and miss him terribly. Can't even imagine how much JM and JK are missing him (I'm gonna add Tae here too, their bond is really underestimated).

And JM's reaction to it all. Priceless. Man cannot allow himself to get emotional on camera. The level of deflecting going on, lol.

We don't see too much of the work process but it's clear that JM pushes himself, most likely too hard (time to mention once again the time restraints that had him over exerting himself). And by the end of it you can see that his chronic pain is playing up, with the visible taping on his arm and shoulder.

I actually think it was way worse. He was REALLY suffering.

Do you notice what he's doing there with his left arm?

😭😭

The level of dedication and work ethic...

Man is absolutely stunning.

And an angel to top it off.

I truly love this young man.

Whoever gets to be with him has won the lottery.

Oh wait, we already have a lottery winner.

[bandofchimeras]

I am tired of fighting against so much on my mind. Every person who responds and believes in me is like a little pin sticking me to this world when it would be much easier to take all the pills and go to sleep.

it would feel more dignified to die. But not right. This life is silly and absurd and unjust. you cannot afford to take your ego seriously or your work lightly.

I imagine that false worries self going to sleep forever. Holding them and singing a lullaby. if I were disciplined I'd write an actual song. maybe I will. but I have to know rent is taken care of first.

Is that a lie? Who said rent comes before music? the rain taps gently and inconsistently on the truck cab. there was someone here once, who believed in the rain, loved the sky and their own body. where did they go?

I am putting out the call to my spirit: come back to this body?

he was never really here. he hides out in the corner of the aether with his demands: Surgery, first, a family, second. I wish I could guarantee these things to him. It is a long road little buddy. and then there are the rest of them, hiding in hollows, drudgery in their eyes, working endless hours. suddenly I understand: they are the children worn down, killed and spirits killed, heirs of this world's crimes. they are our descendants, my descendants, the ghosts of child soldiers and miners, the children who did not get to live.

I understand finally my body can be their collective home, their tether, that this child spirit might be their friend and if I do not make a home for him they will keep staring at me with dead eyes, doing as they are told, begging, begging silently for someone to listen and understand.

I understand them and i do not feel ready. I am a child myself. but even a child can lead a revolution. a child can write a poem. a child can change the world.

that's what all this is, this shame of never being grown up enough, of never being allowed freedom laughter and dancing and love, shame for wanting it. My heart has broken a thousand times now for every lost child I tried to save in someone else's body, for myself, my siblings, the future generations of this earth.

They are calling out to us to survive, to keep fighting. If we despair it is a betrayal it shows them they are even more alone. It tells them to die quietly if we die quietly.

The children of Gaza, Sudan and Congo, the children lost in sweatshops and bombings, the children caged in school witnessing shootings - we must we must change our hearts with them and for them. They are watching.

we are watching ourselves.

[saint-fagula]

chapter three except i finally named it (I'll Wait for You (Even if You're the One Doing the Waitng)

When I first woke up, it was because of nightmares. The second was simply because it was time to leave. It was seven am and I overstayed my welcome.

I get up and make the couch. I fold the blankets and rearrange the pillows. If I had my wallet I would leave cash on the counter. 

As I’m walking out I hear Lillaine say after me “You know, Mona really took a liking to ya. She’s actually very anti-social. It took me n’ Leo a long time to get her out of her hobbit hole”

The last line caught me by surprise. Mona was so kind and friendly. I couldn’t imagine her being cold nor quiet. She looked like she always had something to say. She seems like the type of person who would love to meet new people. Let alone hole herself into her room. I nodded in response and headed out of the apartment. It was very bright and sunny out. 

I hope Mona enjoys today. She looked a little pale. I coul-SNAP OUT OF IT. You need to stop thinking about her. She is just some kind stranger and nothing more. I thought to myself. I cannot believe that I’m now thinking about her. 

I walked home while listening to music. I was very lucky it wasn’t very far. As I arrived home, Oh no! by MARINA started playing. I loved her but I had a bad feeling that this song will depict my future. I walked into the apartment bracing for a screaming match. 

The apartment was stuffy. You could see the occasional hanging piece of artwork. My room was the easiest to spot. The door had band and movie posters sprawled all over it. From signed My Chemical Romance posters to my special edition Captain Marvel poster. 

The living room was the worst of it. You had some beautiful classical art prints with a mix of band posters. One half of the room was covered in blankets and the other half was perfectly cleaned. 

There was a surprising amount of antique stuff for a pair of broke adults fresh out of college. But it was Aurel’s passion. He loved antiquing. He would rather die than give up his antiques.

The only reason we are rooming is that we talked every now and then when we were in college. When we got out neither of us had enough money to make it on our own, so we made the arrangement. It worked well in the beginning but now not so much. He had no recollection of me playing the guitar; even though I told him multiple times. I had no memory of him being such a prick.

Aurel was reading on the couch. The tension was so suffocating that you wouldn’t be able to cut it with a burning knife. 

I take a deep breath and get ready to bite my tongue till it bleeds. “I’m sorry for yesterday. I shouldn’t have run out on you like that.” I say trying my hardest to sound sincere.

“And?” He said. The audacity of this man was insane. Aurel was in the wrong. You shouldn’t have trusted me on the stove. I told him multiple times that he cannot trust me to cook. Yet he blames me ?! I thought to myself.

“And, I apologize for setting fire to the kitchen by accident,” I say through my teeth. If I bite my tongue any harder it’ll bleed. “Even though it wasn’t my fault,” I mutter. 

“What? Did you say something?” He said in the most condescending voice ever. He sure as hell heard what I said.

“Even though it wasn’t my fault,” I said while bracing myself. It wasn’t my fault but you couldn’t convince him otherwise.

Aurel shut his book alarmingly. He only mistreated his books when he was seconds away from first-degree murder. 

“How is it my fault?” He nearly shrieked. “I didn’t set the kitchen on fire. You did. You need to stop blaming other people when it’s your fault!”

“How is it my fault that you kept kerosene under the kitchen sink for your stupid oil lamps? Seriously, who does that?” 

“It’s labeled kerosene. You would think that would stop someone from using kerosene to douse a fire.”

“I didn’t douse the fire with kerosene. It caught fire from under the sink because the fire spread! You need to get your memory checked.” 

“You're so lucky I would never hit a girl.” 

“Too bad, I would hit you,” I said as I punched him square in the jaw.

He stumbled back a step. I was screwed. What was I thinking? He’s 5’11 and I’m 4’9. It’s like a bear fighting a baby bluebird. There’s no way I’m going to win.

As we both are about to have a full-on brawl, Lilliane walks into the room. I’m almost as shocked as Aurel. 

“Are we going to have a problem?” Liliane says in this threatening voice. She is even taller compared to him. He seems to be around 6’2. Not only is she tall, but he also looks extremely strong. She could bench me no problem. 

“N-no,” Aurel said weakly.

“Great!” She said practically beaming. But the smile was deadly. “Then if you could, would you leave me and zim alone?” It was a statement, not a question.

 He scurried off into the other room. Most likely his room but I wasn’t paying attention. How did he get into my house? What was she doing here? Questions were flowing through my head like an untapped faucet.

I wanted to ask her what she was doing but instead, I said “I would invite you in but I see you already invited yourself in.”

Liliane laughed. It was pretty sound but not as beautiful as Mona’s. “Sorry. I heard yelling and thought it might be a problem. It looked like you were ready to bite his head off.”

“I would have but I really don’t have the money to get into legal trouble. I mean I’m already committing tax fraud.”

“Um. Wow. That’s a lot to take in. Well, anyways, I was going to give you your keys for the apartment but I’m wondering if you need a place to stay, assuming the apartment is under his name.”

“That’s very kind of you but I could never accept that offer. I would be intruding and I highly doubt that I could make enough rent to pay my part.”

“You would be more than welcome to stay. You wouldn’t even need to pay. But here,” They gave me a tiny business card. It was very neat and included his phone number. “Let me know if you ever get behind the eight-ball and need some help.” She left after that.

I sit at home pondering whether to call or to bite the bullet and stay here. I know for sure Aurel would be more than happy to get me the hell out of here. I mean, I would be able to see Mona everyday. But now is not the time to think I need to get to my job.

[l0standn0tf0und-fics]

maybe I just wanna be yours

thomas raggi x gn!reader

words| +- 1200

warnings| pure fluff

requested by I @pinklyrium (I'm not sure if this is what you expected, but I tried. I hope, you like it) @thomasraggilovebot

in short| the reader helps thomas with his sleep issues

"Are you sleeping?" there was a soft knock and a mop of blond hair appeared in the doorway. the hand of the clock is approaching two o'clock in the morning, but you were far from rest, and so was thomas.

"Can't sleep again?" in response, golden curls sway in agreement.

you don’t remember exactly when it started. maybe a couple of months after you became an assistant to the band. the guitarist often had sleep problems and was tormented by insomnia. and you always went to bed late. so he came to you on nights like this, both of you talked about different topics, listened to music, discussed conspiracy theories until Thomas fell asleep and the clock were slowly approaching to announce the beginning of a new day. and then insomnia attacked you, forcing you to think about the blond snoring over your ear, whose arms are wrapped around your waist. and the voice in your head kept repeating 'you mustn't! you work for him! y/n, you can't! you can't fall in love with him! '

"Can I turn on the music?" it sounded more like a statement than a question, while Thomas was already heading towards the small speaker on your nightstand. you had a special playlist that was always played before slumber. you had to add a few songs that the guitarist liked. but even when you went to bed alone, you were still glad to hear this music, because it reminded of him and time you spent together. "The Neighborhood or Arctic Monkeys?"

Apparently today Thomas wanted to move away from the canon, leaving your "sleepy playlist" for another evening. you agreed to the second option.

you finished drying your just washed hair with a towel, while Thomas had already spread his limbs on sheets, waiting for you, admiring watching every your action.

"What?" instead of answering, he shakes his head again. you sit across the bed so your back rests against the wall, allowing the musician to use your thighs instead of a pillow. your fingers dig into the golden curls, gently massaging his scalp and receiving a purr-like sound from Thomas. it makes the corners of your lips rise into a smile. he`s so soft and sweet. but you can't, y/n! what does it mean you can’t, if you have already drowned in his bottomless irresistible eyes? what does it mean you can’t, if you’ve already fallen in love with him? with his seductive lips that you want to kiss so damn hard. with that freckled nose, with every delicate feature of his face. with his kind personality and every spontaneous action.

"Wanna be your vacuum cleaner… sounds really strange" a quiet voice pulls you out of the pool of thoughts. you shake your head and lower your gaze to Thomas. eyes are closed, lips are slightly parted, shiny hair in complete mess.

"Yes, but they fixed it with the next line"

"'kay, you're right. 'breathing in your dust' makes a little sense" his head leans closer to your hand, as if saying not to stop and continue stroking his silk strands. everything you can think about is how you would like this restless guitar boy to say such words to you in reality. how you would like not to lost the job because of your affection and the feelings to be mutual, but you won`t know this.

"y/n..." Thomas purrs "what if I kiss you?"

this question takes you by surprise. the brain refuses to believe what the ears just heard. fingers stop and don`t messing with his hair no longer.

"I don't know, you can find out" you have no idea how you let such a words escape from your lips.

Thomas quickly opens his eyes, lashes flutter, the gaze of bright eyes is focused on you. he can`t believe what you just said. can he kiss you? didn't he mishear? did his imagination decide to play a trick on him? is it wishful thinking?

"Seriously?" you cannot give him a clear answer, there are too many thoughts in your head rightnow. so you just shrug in agreement. and after a second the golden strands leave your thighs and Thomas takes an upright position, crossing legs in front of him and not allowing his eyes to leave yours. musical fingers find their place on your cheek as you close eyes and lean against his hand. his lips are millimeters from yours, and you can feel his breath on your skin.

"Are you sure?" you just shake your head instead of saying 'yes', unable to form a single word.

and the guitarist crushes his lips down on yours.

the head starts spinning from a glut of feelings and you burrow your hands in blonde hair again. his lips is cracked in some places but is still so honey sweet and velvety. the kiss began so tenderly and almost innocently. his lips brush yours softly and delicately. but with every second of movement it becomes more and more passionate and hungry. he kisses you like no one else has kissed you before. Thomas is trying to show you all the desire he felt for a very long time, how badly he was waiting for this moment.

his cold palms find their place on your waist as he pulls you closer to him, forcing the straddle him and at the same time running his tongue over your bottom lip, as if asking permission. and you let him to slip inside, intertwining your tongues. low desperate groan escapes his throat sending goose bumps down your back. none of you are trying to win this battle, you just want to enjoy each other. you`re grateful that you aren`t standing because your weak knees would give up and you would fall to the floor.

Alex Turner's voice is still pouring from the speaker, but you don`t hear it. time seemed to stop here and now, and you are on the bed, glued to each other. but the lungs crave for air

Thomas pulls away and you can feel on your face how he's trying to calm breathing. his freckled nose is still brushing against yours. a soft chuckle escaping his lips, which makes you look at the guitarist through half-open eyelashes.

"Sorry, I just wanted to do it for a shitload of time and I'm so goddamn happy" he explaines and earns your laugh as well. strong arms pull you forward so your body lies on top of thomas as bedsheets cares his back. his kissable lips touch your forehead, in a short peck, while the room is still filled with laughter and Alex Turner's magic voice.

"Thommy ? may I ask?" instead of answering, you hear as the guitarist's chest vibrating in an approving hum. you want to live in this wonderful moment forever. you don't want to say it out loud, but you know you have to. even if it destroys all your dreams and hopes. "what's next? … I mean between us, it's just damn irresponsible and unprofessional from my side. And I need to understand how to-" but a nimble finger touches your lips, stopping the flow of thoughts.

bright eyes find yours in a gentle gaze. if you try, you can notice adoration in the way he look at you. but Thomas is silent as his strong arms pull you closer to his body while you`re getting more and more nervous.

he knows the lyrics of this song and waits for that very line. and the words he dreamed of saying fly off his parted lips, uniting with calm music

"Maybe I just wanna be yours"

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[doctorofmagic]

My thoughts on What If... Doctor Strange Lost His Heart Instead of His Hands?

The very title of the episode sends a shiver down my spine. And this is where we’re going to start.

~ long post under the cut ~

A year ago, I wrote this post as an attemp to dive into one of the most important traits in Doctor Strange’s personality: love. Stephen is a being made of love, made to love, no matter which interpretation you have when you watch Infinity War. If you don’t read comic books, you’ll understand the moment you meet Donna. You’ll begin to understand how her death reshaped his entire subjectivity out of fear of failing, being powerless and unable to control everything around him (especially death), thus the arrogant and yet a disaster of a man we all know.

Where do I even start? Stephen loved her sister deeply and felt responsible for her death. And then, slowly, he also lost his parents and his brother. He fell in love with Clea but he also pushed her away. He loved Zelma platonically and lied to her, which was enough for them to break their bond. He felt attracted to Kanna but screwed things up, even though they remain friends. He was forced to kill the Ancient One, the only father figure he had ever since his father died. And lastly, the only person who would never leave his side... also left. Yes, even Wong. Stephen has SO much love to give but he’s also afraid because he’s cursed. He truly believes his love in poison. And would you look at that? What If really delivered a story where this is actually true.

What If Doctor Strange Lost His Heart Instead of His Hands?

The level of understanding when it comes to the character is... inconceivable. What could possibly reshape Stephen into following a dark path but love? The very premise of the whole episode. This is so much more than a love letter. This is literally too much, in all senses.

Fine, let’s begin.

What if the best of intentions has very strange consequences?

No. You used the word “strange” for the pun but this is not the word. Nah-ah. I’d go with ATROCIOUS, for starters. Things are gonna escalate so quickly, my friends.

Seriously, tho? Christine is SO SO SO SO beautiful, they’re so cute together. I have this feeling that MCU!Stephen was quite toxic because of his arrogance and this is why they didn’t work out. But WhatIf!Stephen???????? He’s always praising her, teasing her in a healthy way, respecting her and listening to her. HE TRULY LOVES HER, I’M GONNA CRY ALL OVER AGAIN, PLEASE, NOT THE CRÈME BRÛLÉE, PLEASE

I’m going to leave this shot here because we need to go back to it later. Hold that thought.

And bonus points to “Yeah, well, I would call that quite remarkable.” / “Well, I would say the same about you.”

GODS. THE PAIN. STOP THE PAIN.

So in this reality, Stephen didn’t caused the car accident because he was checking his phone while driving. Also it was not the reckless attempt to pass the truck. Well, maybe it was the consequence of this act? The fact is, the car behind them loses control, which makes them crash. Does it matter? We’ll learn later that no, it doesn’t.

And yep... Christine dies. Have you noticed the shattered heart? Ah, the pain only gets better and better.

Again, Stephen blames himself. More than anything, this is so important because Stephen is all about guilt. We still need to meet Donna so we can add yet another layer of guilt. But the feeling exists. This is what corrupts Stephen’s heart and soul in all his iterations. This is what makes him the character I love so much. I love this SO. MUCH. In addition, his stubbornness to accept his condition. Man won’t take a no. This, this is Doctor Strange in character. Stop complaining about NWH Stephen, it’s pathetic.

Okay, “grief-stricken”, Stephen found the Mystic Arts and became a sorcerer. That’s when he learned about the Time Stone, the Eye of Agamotto and Dormammu. Nothing changes, he saves the universe. But time does not heal his deepest wound.

I love Wong so much. Every time Wong does something, the world is healed. Really. We’re going back to him as well but for now I’ll just leave this shot.

BUT STEPHEN, DOING SOMETHING RECKLESS? HE’D NEVAH

Aaaaaaaannnnnnd then he did.

He goes back in time. It’s been two years since he lost Christine. I think he reacted pretty nicely, despite the circumstances. Now let’s go back to that shot I said I was saving for later.

Stephen is so light-hearted here. Also, during the first time he lost Christine, he had no idea what “The Price is Right” was. He knows now, which means he probably tried to learn more about the show because of her, because of grief. HAHAHA MORE PAIN

AND THEN HE

AND THEN SHE DIES AGAIN

AND THEN HE KEEPS GOING BACK IN TIME

AND SHE KEEPS DYING

AND THE MUSIC

AND HIS VOICE

AND HE TRIES TO CHANGE FATE BUT IT CAN’T BE AVERTED

HE EVEN TRIES TO STAY AWAY FROM HER LIFE BUT SHE DIES ALL THE SAME, WHY

AND EVERY TIME THEY CRASH, HE FEELS THE PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL PAIN AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN, WHY

I’M-- *ugly sobbing noises*

Apparently, not.

And this scene when he simply... closes his eyes before she dies again...?

This is where this episode had me in endless tears. It got me the four times I watched it. I’m dead serious.

Okay, so, next the Ancient One appears to Stephen, explaining that Christine’s death is an Absolute Point in time. It cannot be changed. Stephen needs the accident to become the Sorcerer Supreme and defeat Dormammu.

And this is where Stephen starts his journey into darkness. “Nothing is impossible, you taught me that. I only require more power.” Disobeying the Ancient One, Stephen then travels in time, seeking the Library of Cagliostro. Now, if you’re not aware of that, Cagliostro was a sorcerer who studied time in comics, and later became Sise-Neg (there’s a recent post on this because of the new Defenders run). It’s funny to think that Sise-Neg also destroyed the world when he became a god, however he grew past his pettiness and remade reality. Stephen did not possess such power, as we’re about to see.

PS: “Stop torturing yourself, Stephen.” Naur but he should use this line like a mantra. Especially comics!Stephen.

Not gonna lie, tho. This place reminds me of the Temple of the Vishanti from T&T (of course I was going to insert T&T somewhere, it’s me).

And of course they’d go for a pun with his name haha. I don’t know how to feel about this, tho. I feel like the episode is too heavy and dark for comedy. But it is what it is.

Okay but why some books are in cages??????????? And wow, it seems Cagliostro also gathered knowledge about several fields of magic.

And then Stephen learns that, in order to break an Absolute Point, he needs to absorb more power. This is when I went “oh-oh, here we go”.

And for real, is this Shuma-Gorath? Why are they keeping his name a secret? Is this the same creature from the first episode with Captain Carter, right? RIGHT? It has to be Shuma-Gorath.

Of course he tries to be polite and ends up all hurt haha. O’Bengh warns him about love but he will not listen. “Love can break more than your heart. It can shatter your mind.”/ “Is she worth the pain?”. Please, this is Stephen. He eats pain for breakfast.

Also, also, let’s take a break. We’re finally going to get monsterf0cker tentacle-lover Stephen Strange. It will cost us everything but here we goooooooooooo (yes, I went frame by frame for your more obscure fanservice needs)

Gods, I love this sequence so much it hurts. Okay, here we go.

Shmebulock???????????

AND HE STOLE THE CAPE??????????? AND DREW THE LINE ON BUGS??????

The grasp this man is holding on me right now...

Some of you will understand. I’m with you.

And here are the grostesque ones. These are hard to take SS but I had to.

Animation, sound effects, OST? CHEF’S KISS TO ALL

And lastly... the tentacles. Yeah, if you’re new... this is a thing.

Fanservice. Fanservice everywhere. (low-key the reason I also waited to write this review, I wanted to enjoy this part so badly but I was too sad for that lmao)

Okay so. O’Bengh is suddenly OLD and DYING, until we realize that Stephen spent CENTURIES absorbing mystic beings. CENTURIES. WTF STEPHEN. He had nothing in mind but the goal to save Christine. And people wonder why he went insane???? I’m sorry, O’Bengh, but I can’t take you serious when you still call Stephen Sorcerer Armani. Oh, and also because you watched him absorb beings for centuries in silence lmao. But I guess I have to because you said that Stephen is split in two since the Ancient One cast a spell on him, splitting the timelines and making them exist in the same reality before he could travel back in time. I know, it’s complex. Anything for the plot.

And now good!Stephen has an evil!twin who wants to absorb him back in order to become whole and break the Absolute Point. Cool.

I said I wanted to talk more about Wong because I think people are not talking about him enough. Wong is so important in this episode. He’s the one who’s trying to heal Stephen after Christine. He’s Stephen’s anchor.

Also, THEY FINALLY USED A SPELL WITH THE NAME OF THE VISHANTI. HOORAAAAY

So, for the sake of our understanding, I’m addressing the characters as evil and good!Stephen. Let’s go. Evil!Stephen summons good!Stephen and gods, he still holds such a strong grasp on me... unbelievable. THE DEEPER VOICE BENEDICT USES???? PLEASE, DIDN’T WE HAVE ENOUGH?

Imagine his strength to hold so many beings inside him, fighting to control him. BRO, THIS IS TOO TOO MUCH

Fine, I’ll not post SS about the fight because I’d be here all night long but I WILL say this: NOT CLOAKIE!!!!! NAAAAAAAAAAUR

Also if you ask me if I recognize any of the spells? Maaaaybe the Flames of Faltine, the not-so-crimson Bands of Cyttorak and a little trick Magik does with her portals. That’s how far I go.

I’ll not comment on the “seducing yourself to stay in the trap”. I will not. I’ll just say that the first person Stephen thought of when “Christine” was talking about the crème brûlée was Wong. That’s it.

And finally evil!Stephen absorbs good!Stephen and releases... UNLIMITED POWER (I love when the stone goes red as if it was bleeding aaaaaaa)

I can fix him...

This scene here? Poetic cinema. (I love his wings so much)

And when Stephen says her name and the other monsters’ voices echo “Christine”, AAAAAACKKKK

AND OF COURSE CHRISTINE WOULD FREAK OUT, BRO. LOOK AT WHAT YOU’VE BECOME BECAUSE OF YOUR TWISTED LOVE. I’M NOT DOING FINE.

Oh, but it’s too late anyways because Stephen broke reality haha. This scene is interesting because Stephen is the only one who sensed and/or talked to the Watcher until now. I read an interview that the Watcher kinda showed up but it’s also about Stephen’s keen senses. Bit of both, let’s say. Still, man, 616-Watcher is not that cold. 616-Watcher would watch this and say “how about I intervene anyway?”. WhatIf!Watcher is brutal.

The way Christine looks at Stephen one last time also KILLS ME, DESTROYS ME, BREAK ME INTO A MILLION PIECES.

And this is where my soul left my body.

This is how they end the episode. This is how you leave me speechless and with teary eyes. This is how you give me a whole existential crisis.

This... this was brutal to watch. Really.

What can I say after this? I’m used to reading painful things when it comes to Stephen. Aaron’s and Cates’ runs are heartbreaking on so many levels. Hickman’s New Avengers is not easier. Coincidentally, What If? Magik Became Sorcerer Supreme and The End. And now Death of Doctor Strange. And yet, after everything I’ve been through, I’d never expect to watch something so brilliant, so tragic, so heartbreaking and unexpected in the MCU. Never. This is top tier content and this is my favorite character with SO MANY LAYERS and SO MUCH UNDERSTANDING. I can’t put into words how meaningful this whole episode is to me, or how deep it touched my heart and soul.

I’ve been struggling to find the proper words since then, I still can’t. All I can add is, I cried for the 4th time now. This is too, too much, even for Stephen stans. Even for the ones who are used to pain, regardless of which media you’re into: comic books, live actions or animated movies. This is literally more than I can take and yet I’m so, so grateful. The voice acting, gods, how did Benedict manage to create a better Stephen than the one he’s literally playing in real life???????????? HOW

This episode really took the max potential Stephen had to offer as a character, added tons and tons of layers based on his grief, depression, arrogance and need to control everything and created a tragic masterpiece. In 7 years of being a Doctor Strange fan, I've never read or watch something that could go this deep into the character. The closest I can think of is Mr. Misery and the metaphor of Stephen's depression. This is a whole new level of respect and understanding. This is more than a love letter. This is peak maestry. It’s perfect, it’s heartbreaking, it’s... gods, I can’t.

Sorry for dragging you until this far. Before I wrap up this review, I just wanted to remind you all that Stephen will appear again, he will smile again, he will be surrounded by people again. So this is not the end. It was painful but be brave. We still have a few more steps to take.

[thefanficmonster]

Strictly Professional

Corpse Husband x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: HUMOR, Fluff, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: A slip of the tongue leads Corpse to make an unexpected confession which leads to him getting lectured by his best friend. That’s all you need to know, the rest shall unfold before your eyes.

Requested by Anon. Hi dear! Thank you so much for your lovely request! I’m so sorry it’s been so long overdue but here it finally is and I really hope you come across it and read it. If so I hope you enjoy it! Love, Vy ❤

I’ve buried my head under my arms, resting it on my desk as my ears are still violated by the hollering coming from my headset. I don’t know what in me snapped out of nowhere or what caused the slip-up, but what matters is that it happened and now I’m in some hot water. I’m practically the soup everyone in this Discord call at the moment will be eating for dinner tonight, getting a real kick at my expense - some even having the audacity to be mad at me over it - ahem, Rae, ahem - but bottom line: I won’t live this down easily.

“Hey everyone! What did I miss?“ Sykkuno, who was running late and missed this entire debacle makes an appearance. If it were any other occasion, I’d be overjoyed to hear he’s finally joining us, but his question of what he had missed renders me only able to cringe and wait for my friends’ next move.

“Sykkuno!“ Rae exclaims ecstatically, “Oh, strap in, imma tell you what you missed...“

“No, you won’t tell him, Rae.“ Toast cuts her off, sounding uncharacteristically serious, especially when taken into account how hard he was laughing just a moment ago, “This is Corpse’s tale to tell, don’t spare him the shame of telling it one more time.“

And just when I thought this fucker would prove himself to be a true friend...

“Oof, this sounds serious...“ Sykkuno says to fill the silence I purposely let linger just so I don’t give these bullies the satisfaction of hearing my embarrassment all over again even though they inevitably will.

“It is...“ I sigh with a heavy heart, hiding my face in the palm of my hand, “It’s really bad and embarrassing and...I’d rather not retell it at all let alone for a second time, but here it goes...“ I inhale as much air as I can as a method of gaining confidence before I start talking, “So you know MGK and I made a song. Yeah well, we’re gonna be making a music video for it and I asked Rae to be in it. Thing is, I wanted to ask Y/N first. Buckle up, this is where it starts going downhill: ok so I went over to their place so we could just chit chat an marathon a few movies like we usually do over the weekends but I also wanted to bring up the whole ‘hey, wanna be in my music video’ thing but didn’t know how. Mind you, we were drinking beers this whole time, might’ve had a few too many actually. Ok, we definitely had a few too many, but back on track: as I was blabbering and stumbling over my words, nervous as all hell and unable to string the simple question inside my head, all Y/N did was tilt their head and smile at me. You know, the odd thing is it was a genuine smile, not a drunken grin like you’d expect from someone on their fourth beer bottle. And then, out of the blue, they had the audacity to hit me with: ‘You’re so cute’ and I just sat there frozen for a few seconds. I mean, my reaction was on point - who wouldn’t react like that if their crush told them they found them cute. Anyway - I was like ‘what?’ and then, out of an even bluer blue, they freaking kissed me. I nearly had a heart attack damn it!“

“And he never asked them to be in the DAYWALKER music video!“ Rae clearly couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“I didn’t get the time! I was out of there in the blink of an eye!“ I bark, feeling my face heating up with embarrassment and regret. God, I should never ask how stupid I can get because I keep surprising myself in the end with just how far my stupidity goes. It’s fucking insane.

“Oh God, poor Y/N.“ Sykkuno sighs, sounding only a tiny bit as though he’s about to laugh. I appreciate his self-control honestly, the rest of these fuckers were dying laughing as though our friends and my crush kissing me and me responding like I had an allergic reaction was the best joke to ever be told.

“Poor Y/N?“ I snap a little, “What about me?“

“Yeah, poor Y/N!“ Rae backs Sykkuno up, “Poor Y/N and poor me for the missed opportunity to me in a music video for a song of one of my best friends with another one of my best friends. Corpse, you better fix this!!“

“How?!“ I’m aware I sound desperate but I seriously wanna fix it just have no idea how to go about it. I mean, if this looney group of nine people over here don’t come up with a plan no one will so not all hope for me is dead just yet. Even if we all had only one braincell we’d still be able to figure it out - I mean, ten braincells ain’t as bad as it sounds. Truth be told, Y/N’s the real brain of the group and they’d most definitely be able to help me - so fuck the irony.

“Call them.“ Sykkuno suggests so casually as though it’s a no-brainer. I’d go as far as to say his nonchalance almost made me laugh. Has he forgotten who he’s talking to? 

“No way.“ I turn that down real quick, unable to even imagine the course of that phone call without cringing.

“No, Sykkuno’s right, call them right here right now. Ask them to star in the music video and then swerve the conversation to that kiss.“ Charlie’s suddenly decided to join the torturing being preformed upon me over here.

“What will I even say? I have no idea what to tell them!“ I complain, aware that I sound like a tantrum-throwing toddler but it’s really not my fault.

“Corpse. Corpse dear, listen to me, follow each word I say really carefully, ok?“ Rae asks, her voice now pitched as though she’s addressing an actual child. Yeah, that’s her well-known way of mocking me. “How about you say the actual fucking words. You know: ‘Hey Y/N, MGK and I are making a music video for DAYWALKER, wanna be in it?’“

I sigh, clearly defeated.

I pull out my phone, muttering to the crowd I’m about to speak in front of to be quiet as I put the ringing call on speaker, sweating like a pig the whole time. The room has risen in temperature and this hoodie has thickened, providing more warmth that’s more suffocating than comforting when it’s a hundred degrees outside. Or when I’m about to talk to my crush after THAT incident.

“Hello?“ Y/N’s voice on the other side rips me from my thoughts’ grasp, reminding me I’m on a mission.

“Hey Y/N, what’s up?“ I reply a little too quickly. Not giving them the time to reply with anything, I continue: “Hey Y/N, MGK and I are making a music video for DAYWALKER, wanna be in it?“

DAMN IT WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY IT WORD FOR WORD?!?!

“Oh....“ They sound confused - and rightfully so - but then regain their composure finally, “I-I’d love to. Thanks for the opportunity, Corpse. I’m so happy you’ve made it so far. I’d be honored to be in the music video.“

Ok, that’s partial relief. Now - time for the second phase of this plan

“Uh....“ and there goes my whole vocabulary out the window, “You’re welcome.“

“Cool...cool...“ they mutter awkwardly, clearly looking for a way to end the call, “Um, by the way...this is strictly professional, right?“

No! No it’s not! Of course it isn’t! I’ve been head over heels for you for a year now, damn it!

“Of course, o-of course it is. No worries.“ I reply, once again, a little too quickly. Faster than I could’ve prevented it.

“Ok cool...well, text me the details....“ They once again trail off, hoping I’ll catch the hint.

And so I succumb.

“Will do.“ I sigh, “See ya.“

“See ya.“ They reply and hang up.

I’m left there staring at my phone screen with utter self-disappointment and frustration that’s so intense I cannot even express it in any way.

The whole lobby is at a loss of words too - all nine of them astonished by my stupidity. Fortunately though, Charlie is quick to pull himself together and speak up because God forbid Charlie ever falls speechless, then we’d be SERIOUSLY in danger.

“Corpse. You. Are. The. Biggest. Fucking. Idiot.“

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[meili-sheep]

Alright i have no new ideas yet for the other aus HOWEVER Eldritch!Diluc is forming in my head and the fact I've been obsessed with the concept of a being looking so human so normal and yet yet when you look a little close you see all the wrongs in there, like if you look at a painting from afar it looks flawless, perfect, but when you see it up close the layers and mistakes are more noticable

Anyways just a short excerpt from this new au

Diluc hears the world sing

more specifically, y'know the music that plays in the background at genshin? even during the fights and such? Diluc in this Au, can hear that

Since each region has its own unique musical theme/motif it goes by, Diluc must've gotten whiplash when he was little from the transition of Mondstadt to Liyue whenever he went there with his father and such

he got used to it yeah but sometimes he just sits down and listens to the world's tunes, the stories hidden and laced between its unintelligible words(maybe it tells a story, the story of the land he is in, its history, it's grievances and victories, kinda like Leyline!Diluc but with the world instead)

Diluc can will things to corporeality, but in exchange he must follow the world's will: "Be as free as the wind's breeze, Be as hardy and unmoving as stone, Be as quick and steadfast like electro, Be as patient and wise like the ancient trees that grow, Be as bright and warm as the flames of war, Be as smooth and adaptive as water in any situation, and Be as cold and unyielding as ice."

tbh it would really fit him as he has the qualities as said to be, or atleast a piece of each quality, he was born and raised in mond which taught him how to be free, once he's set his eyes on something he cannot be easily moved as he's stubborn, he moves fast especially in combat, he's a bit more wiser from his 3-4 year murder-hobo session and his losses in life, he's red and he's nice and warm and kind he just looks so stoic, he's very adaptive to situations as seen when he easily deflects the knights form his tavern when Venti and Traveller hide in it even if he doesn't know whats happening, he's cold and comes off as cold and he doesn't yield that easily.

^^^ things that i can discern from the little tidbits I've found in his canon self

And Diluc can't exactly manage to break free of the will, because that will helps him keep his sights on things and it was that will in the first place that led him to descend upon Tevyat in a human that looks so wrong in the littlest ways up close

and oh my god imagine, either he comes down taking the place of the now deceased Diluc Ragnvindr (who was a kid at that time) and just living the life he was supposed to live, eventually thinking he's human and yet he's not, he's not and never will be, talk about an existential crisis

also, Dadsleif and Sonluc in this would be funnier, because while Dain is conspiracy theorying Diluc's origins Diluc is just "Oh look! A dandelion! must be the last one this season *chomp*" and Just turned into a young adult angst

Eldritch! Diluc is just "no thoughts head empty" and sometimes he just slips up, not by his true form coming out heavens no, just his little habits and quirks he doesn't realize aren't normal like "wdym you can't float?" "Wait... we weren't supposed to eat the bones?" "Eating a whole lampgrass raw isn't healthy?" " "breaking" my leg and standing up fine isn't common???"

^^mostly for the funnies tho, he may be head empty but he has some common sense to know that being out of the norm would alarm the humans

Leyline Diluc and Eldritch Diluc would bond over being near omnipresent and omnipotent beings while Asmoday Diluc just vibes with his guns in the back ground, basically Misery is Leyline Diluc while Cpr and Reese's puffs is tied between both Eldritch and Asmoday Diluc, they can fit both but idk who fits more

I can see it because Leyline Dilucs is angst Abt his omnipotence while Eldritch Diluc is Crack treated seriously with his Omnipresence, and Asmoday Diluc with the inevitability of his Chaos (all of them are chaotic but Asmoday Diluc is most chaotic)

-Leyline!Anon(i might make an acc so I can send little drawings idk)

I feel like CPR fits Eldritch a little more where Reese's Puff is more Asmoday Diluc

And I love the idea of Diluc being. Just a little off in a nonhuman way. Because well he kinda is that. LIke his humor is a little dry and he seems unsure how to approach people (see his line about Diona). So adding on to that him not acutally being human is very funny to me. And I dont' think that its he doesn't have common sense, he just doesn't have any emotional sense. Like he can understand why something might not fit but not get why it might upset someone.

Either way love it. Super funny to me.

[strawberry--bride]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Haunted Dark Bridal ー Sharon’s Route [PROLOGUE]

Monologue

The most painful thing in this world,

is losing your home. Your place-to-be.

No matter how dire the situation,

if you are surrounded by people who love and care for you.

No obstacle is invincible. 

Then ーー Where do I belong?

Having long lost the place I once considered home.

I spent many years in a place which would provide for me. 

I had food, a roof above my head, a warm bed to sleep in at night.

But could I truly call this my home? 

Those doubts would lurk in the back of my mind, keeping me up at night.

Until one day, I was made a special offer. 

If I complied, I would be given the thing my heart longs for the most.

ーー A new home.

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Outside

Sharon: This is the place, right...?

( Woah...Amazing. I’ve never seen a house quite this big. They even have a garden! )

*Knock knock*

Sharon: Excuse meー! My name’s Sharon. I’m supposed to move in here today! 

...

...

( No response...? How strange. They should have been informed through the Church. )

*Knock knock*

Sharon: Hello...? Anybody home...!?

Sharon: ( What to do...? There doesn’t seem to be anyone home right now. It’s already getting dark. I can’t just stand here all night either. )

*Creaaaaak*

Sharon: ...Huh? Did the...door just open by itself?

( Does that mean I can go inside? I feel a little hesitant just entering someone else’s home butーー I was told I could live here so it should be fine, right? )

She enters the manor.

 Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Entrance Hall

Sharon: Just as I thought, the inside is equally spacious. I can’t imagine just one person living in such a large house all by themselves. Cleaning must take quite some time as well.

She puts down her suitcase.

*Thud*

Sharon: Phew...

( ...It’s so quiet. Almost as if the house is deserted. I wonder if the owner is out at the moment? In that case, I should probably wait in the living room. )

Sharon looks around.

Sharon: I guess it’s...that way?

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...!!

( I...Did I just...step on something? It felt...strangely soft and... )

???: ーー Oi.

Sharon: ...Kyah!

Sharon: ( A person...!? Oh my gosh. I just arrived here and the first thing I do is step on someone! )

???: ...

Sharon: I’m terribly sorry! I didn’t think there would be someone lying on the floor and...!

( ...Speaking of which, what were they doing down there anyway!? ...Sleeping? No way, right? When you have a house this large, you definitely don’t need to use the floor as a bed... )

???: Haah...

Sharon: Oh no! Are you feeling ill, perhaps? In that case, I shall call a doctor right away!

???: ...You’re loud. How am I supposed to enjoy my Rachmaninov when you’re screaming the place down? 

Sharon: Rach...mani...? ...E-Either way, if you’re not feeling sick, then what were you doing on the floor?

???: Wasting his time away listening to music rather than making himself useful, per usual, I would assume. Well, I suppose it is best not to have any expectations of this man in the first place, as he will only let you down in the end.

Sharon: ...!? 

( A voice...? Out of nowhere...!? )

Sharon: ...Wah!!

( Where did he come from...? )

???: Now, who might you be?

Sharon: Ah...I’m sorry! My name’s Sharon. I’m an orphan at the Catholic orphanage downtown. I was told by our related Church that the resident of this manor has been so kind to take me in. Are you...perhaps the owner?

???: ...I see. It seems you are the next...sacrifice.

Sharon: Excuse me?

???: Nothing. I was simply talking to myself. ...Ahem. My name is Sakamaki Reiji. The second eldest son of this family and one of the residents here. ...The man you had the ‘honor’ of meeting earlier is Shuu. While you may not suspect so given his deplorable behavior, he is - quite unfortunately - my elder brother.

Sharon: Reiji-san...and Shuu-san, was it? It’s a pleasure meeting you both!

Shuu: ...

Reiji: I assume that is your luggage over there? A room has been prepared for you. We will have one of our servants bring everything upstairs.

Sharon: Thank you very much!

( Thank god...So there wasn’t any mistake after all. )

Sharon: Oh! Right! I actually brought a little gift with me! They’re homemade muffins I made this morーー

*CRASH*

Sharon: ーー ning...!?

Startled by the loud noise, she drops the box with muffins.

*Thud*

???: YOU FUCKIN’ BASTARD!! I swear once I get my hands on youーー! 

???: Ahaha! I can’t believe you actually fell for that one! Lame-o!

Reiji: ...

Shuu: Haah...

Sharon: ( H-Hold on, hold on, hold on! Eh? Eeeeh!? I’m not dreaming, right!? That person just punched a hole through the wall!? )

Reiji: Ahem. ...Allow me to introduce. The one who destroyed the wall is the youngest son, Sakamaki Subaru. Next to him is Sakamaki Ayato, the eldest of the triplets. 

ーー You two, explain this situation at once!

Ayato: ...Che. Reiji. I didn’t do anythin’! Not my fault that Subaru ate those prank chocolates I left out on the kitchen counter.

Subaru: Fuck off! You definitely did that on purpose! ...I can still feel my mouth burnin’...!!

Sharon: ( ...Prank chocolates? I guess he means those filled with mustard and other spicy condiments, right? I didn’t know people actually bought those. )

Ayato: Of course! I was hopin’ to catch Kanato. Can you imagine what kinda face he would make when poppin’ one of those bad boys in his mouth?

???: ...Say, did you hear that, Teddy? ...I hope Ayato sleeps with one eye open tonight. He might just run into...unfortunate accident.

Sharon: ...Eh!?

( Another person just appeared out of thin air!? )

Ayato: Keh. The lunatic’s here.

Reiji: Sakamaki Kanato, the middle triplet. 

...Kanato, If you wish to commit a homicide, please do so outside of the walls of this manor. It takes forever to remove blood stains from the carpet.

Kanato: I don’t recall having to take orders from you.

ーー However, you’re lucky as I happen to be in a good mood right now. I believe I heard someone mention muffins? 

Sharon: ...Ah, yes! I made these myse...Huh? ...Oh.

Shuu: It’s not blood, but I think the carpet will need some cleaning regardless.

Reiji: Good grief...

Sharon: Oh no...! The box must have slipped from my fingertips when I heard the sudden crash and...

Ayato: Ah-ahー Look what you did, Subaru. It’s always the youngest child causin’ trouble.

Subaru: HAAH!? All of this started ‘cause you left those stupid chocolates out!

Sharon: ...They turned out really good too. What a shame.

Subaru: ...!! ...O-Oi...You...Um...My bad.

Kanato: ...Unforgivable. 

Sharon: Eh?

Kanato: ...HOW WILL YOU MAKE THIS UP TO ME!?

Sharon: ( W-Why is he getting upset at me all of a sudden!? It was obviously just an accident!? )

Um...I’m not sure...I could make some new ones later?

???: There, there, Kanato-kun~ Relax! Even if the muffins were wasted, there’s a delicious snack just waiting to be devoured...

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...!

( Someone wrapped their arms around me from behind!? )

???: ...Right here~ ...Nfu~

Sharon: ...Eh!?

( I-Is he talking about me!? )

Reiji: ...And finally, the youngest triplet, Sakamaki Laito. 

Ayato: Oi, Laito! No way you’re gettin’ the first taste again! I still haven’t forgotten last time!

Laito: Eeeh~? It’s not my fault you’re so slow, Ayato-kun~ However, if you’re so insistent on taking a bite out of her, I wouldn’t mind sharing, you know? I’m sure it’d make for a refreshing and thrilling experience~

Ayato: Geh! In your dreams, you perv!

Sharon: ( Taste? Bite...? Why are they talking as if I’m their food!? )

Excusーー

Shuu: ...Strawberries.

Sharon: Eh?

Kanato: What are you talking about? I don’t see any strawberries around.

Reiji: Shuu. Explain yourself.

Shuu: Your panties. They had strawberries on them.

Sharon: ...!!

( When did he...!? Ah! When I stepped on him...! )

Ayato: Pfftー!! Strawberries! How old are you, five? That’s hella lame!

Laito: Hm...~ Strawberries are not bad but with such a lovely body, I’m sure you could pull off something a little more erotic~

Subaru: ...

Laito: Oh, my bad~ I forgot baby bro was in the room. I suppose talking about a woman’s underwear is still a little too much for him to handle.

Subaru: S-Shut up...!!

Reiji: ...Enough! No more on this topic! ...Haah. Is it really that much to ask for you lot to behave? Just for one day?

Ayato: ーー Anyway, Reiji. Who’s this chick anyway? Tonight’s dinner?

Sharon: D-Dinner...!? I’m sorry but...Why are you all talking as if I’m food or something!?

Ayato: Shut it! Nobody asked for your opinion, Ichigo Pantsu.

Sharon: I-Ichigo paーー!? I have a name...! ...It’s Sharon.

Ayato: Yeah, yeah. I-chi-go Pa-n-tsu.

Laito: Hm~ This Bitch-chan does smell sweet just like strawberries. Perhaps I should call you ‘Ichigo-chan’ instead~?

Kanato: She really does. I’m sure her blood would taste just as sweet...Oh? What’s that, Teddy? You’d like to have a taste? Fufu...Good idea. I was just feeling a little peckish myself.

Reiji: Haah...I shall be in my study room. ...Ayato, Kanato, Laito. Please treat our new resident with some respect. It would be a shame to lose another one so soon.

Sharon: ...Wait, please! I’m afraid I don’t quite grasp the situation yet!

Reiji: Haah...Good grief. You must not be very smart, are you? Did you truly believe you would be allowed to stay here for free?

Sharon: ...Eh?

Laito: Nfu~ He’s right, Ichigo-chan. Everything in this world comes at a price. In your case...That would be the delicious blood pumping through your veins...

Sharon: M-My blood...? 

Ayato: Heh. You seriously haven’t realized?

Kanato: Teddy...Humans are truly so foolish, aren’t they?

Subaru: Che...Stop beatin’ ‘round the bush already and just tell her.

Shuu: We are Vampires. So the only thing a human such as yourself would have to offer, is your blood.

Reiji: In return, you will be allowed to stay here in this manor. Food, clothes and all other daily necessities willl be provided as well.

Sharon: Vam...pires? That must be some sort of joke, right? It was the Church who arranged this place for me! They would neverーー! 

Besides...Vampires only exist in fairytales!

Reiji: Good grief. This is why I simply cannot deal with humans. Not only are they incredibly foolish, they are horribly naive and trusting as well.

Subaru: In other words, you were set up. Just deal with it.

Sharon: ...

( No way, right...? This has to be some sort of mistake? Or a bad dream...? )

Shuu: Pwaah...Anyway, you guys do as you please. I’m going to my room to nap.

Subaru: I’m leaving too.

Reiji: Well then, if you’d excuse me now.

The three of them leave.

Sharon: ...

Laito: Oh dear~? Is that despair I see in your eyes? You poor little thing! Don’t worry, Laito-kun wil make sure to comfort you. After all, there is no better cure for betrayal than pleasure.

Ayato: Don’t be so down, Ichigo Pantsu! It’s not that bad of a deal! You get to offer your blood to Yours Truly after all!

Kanato: Fufu...I’m sure we’ll get along just fine. If you’re lucky, you might even make it into my precious collection one day~

Sharon: ...!!

She suddenly pushes them away.

*THUD*

Ayato: ...Woah!?

Laito: ...Aah~ Not bad, Ichigo-chan! I like myself a feisty girl at times!

Kanato: Ugh! ...What are you doing!? I nearly dropped Teddy just now.

Sharon: ...

She runs upstairs.

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Hallway

Sharon: Haah, haah, haah...

( Say, God...? )

( Is this my penalty...? )

( Are you punishing me for my crimes of the past...? )

Monologue

I just kept on running and running.

As said question repeated itself inside my head.

That must be it.

Those guys were exactly right. 

Humans are foolish. I was foolish. 

Foolish to believe I would be given a new home.

After all, people like me.

ーー They don’t deserve a happy ending.

ーー PROLOGUE: END ーー

[ Dark Prologue ] ->

[spidernerdsblog]

Hey!! Can I request something with Peter dating a physics nerd and she's going on and on about the theories that she believes and he's just sat there looking at her with puppy eyes, cause he thinks you are just really smart?

I’m a huge science nerd myself lol. Hope you like this...

Pairing : Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings : none, gets slightly pg at the end tho 

You were at Peter’s apartment sitting on his bed while he was at his desk busy completing your respective assignments. After sometime you sigh audibly, throwing back your head in frustration because you weren’t able to solve a particular problem for the last 20 minutes. You groaned further annoyed catching Peter’s attention as he turned to you with a look of concern in his eyes.

“What happened babe?”

“Uggh! I’m stuck with this stupid problem!” you groaned.

“Where? Let me have a look” he stands up from his desk and sits beside you on the bed.

“Here I just can’t balance this reaction at all!” you complained handing over your notebook to him.

“Oh it’s easy. I got this” he says, taking a quick glance at the chemical equation as he scribbles something on your notebook.

“Here it’s done, you had to take the molar mass instead of the atomic number”

“Wow! Peter you’re such a genius” you looked at him with adoration.

“Oh says the genius herself I’m honored” he says bashfully.

“Shut up! I’m not as good as you” you smack his chest lightly.

“Oh please don’t tell me that if I had to ask you all the theories proposed by Stephen Hawking you wouldn’t recite them in one single breath?” he quips, narrowing his gaze.

“That’s a little exaggeration” you retort 

“I don’t think so. Only I know how much of a big fan you’re of him”

“Fan?!” you gasped visibly offended to what Peter just said “Peter, Hawking’s is my idol. His theories as a physicist are groundbreaking without him who could have imagined that we would get to photograph a black hole?” you gushed “Like before the big bang there were no boundaries in the universe even time didn’t exist” you pupils dilated with excitement as you spoke more and more about it 

“Did you read his last book?”

“No Y/N still haven’t got the chance” Peter replies meekly.

“You should read it!” you exclaim “There he talks about the possibility of time travel. I know Mr Stark has already done that but it required high tech equipment. But sadly we are broke so travelling through wormholes is our only option. Did Mr Stark ever think of a possibility of a wormhole in our dimension?” you ask him with great enthusiasm.

“I don’t know but we can talk to him about it” you didn’t even listen to him as you started to talk about your own assumptions and theories and Peter just sat there listening to you patiently.

“Now if we consider Einstein’s words he said that the force of gravity is a consequence of the way mass warps space and time. The more mass we squeeze into a region of space, the more spacetime is warped and the slower nearby clocks tick. If we squeeze in enough mass, spacetime becomes so warped that even light cannot escape its gravitational pull and a black hole is formed. And if you were to approach the edge of the black hole – its event horizon – your clock would tick infinitely slowly relative to those far away from it” you rambled.

All this while Peter just quietly listened to you occasionally humming to agree to your theories as he looked at his geeky girlfriend with heart eyes. He loved how excited you get when you talk about your interests, how your eyes twinkle automatically and a bright smile adorns your face. He can just listen to you all day every word that comes out of your mouth feels like music to him. Sometimes he wonders how did he get so lucky to have a beauty with brains like you as his girlfriend.

“Peter are you even listening?” you ask him in between breaking his trance.

“Hmm? Yea-yeah carry on” he blinks his eyes stuttering as you carried on.

“So as per his postulates if we discover a wormhole interdimensional travel will be a piece of cake - oh shit…” you paused in the middle all of a sudden. 

“What happened?” Peter asked frowning

“I did again, didn't I?” you squinted embarrassed at how you got carried away.

“What?”

“I just bored you with my unnecessary physics theories again” you say sheepishly. 

“Hey no it was quite informative to be honest” he tries to cheer you up.

“Don’t lie Peter” you pout.

“I’m not!” he exclaims.

“I’m really sorry Peter this won’t happen again you could have just stopped me you know”

“Hey, hey,hey” he cups your face with his calloused palms “I know Y/N how much you love this subject and I can’t wait to see discovering new things in this field. And then I’ll be the biggest fan of your works” he says, his eyes full of admiration for you.

“Really? You don’t think I’m crazy?” you looked at him questioningly.

“Nope instead I think you look so cute while you explain things. You’re a genius Y/N, never be embarrassed about that” he said making you blush “okay now let’s finish the leftover assignment shall we?” you nodded as he went up to his desk.

“By the way have you read kamasutra?” you ask out of nowhere making Peter choke on his spit as he turned to you bewildered.

“Seriously Y/N??!”

“What? It has some pretty interesting theories which we can apply practically you know” you shrugged with a mischievous smile.

“I’m just gonna pretend you didn’t say that, god you’re crazy” he shakes his head flustered as you let out a carefree giggle.

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE,BLOOD Vol.10 Sakamaki Reiji [Track 5+6]

Original title: パイプオルガン & ヴァンパイアの本能

Source: Diabolik Lovers More, Blood Vol. 10: Sakamaki Reiji [CD not owned by me]

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Katsuyuki Konishi

Translator’s note: Translating this at 7 AM in the morning was INTENSE. xD The pipe organ blasting in the background is definitely...something else. It does fit the overall mood of this CD very well though. I also like how they are using Reiji’s hatred for his brother as a way to trigger him. The Mukami’s are definitely very sly in these CDs~ They know the S brothers’ weaknesses and will use those against them.  

Track 1+2 ll Track 3+4 ll Track 5+6 ll Track 7+8 ll Track 9+10

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TRACK 5: PIPE ORGAN

*Rustle*

“Why do you seem so surprised? Is it that strange for me to lift you up into the air? ーー Or rather, why do you appear to be the slightest bit happy? It leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”

You ask him why he is doing that.

[00:22] “I simply have no other choice. Or would you rather I abandon you here, so you can indulge in the fangs of a bunch of men swarming around you? Well, I have to admit that is a thought I could imagine has crossed your mind. At this rate, you might actually die.”

The pipe organ suddenly starts playing.

“...!? What was that sound just now? The pipe organ…?”

*Duuuuuun*

[00:56] “...!! If this is part of their prank, I have to say they have quite childish tastes. I do think they are simply wasting their time, trying to lower my guard through the use of loud noises.”

*DUUUUUUN*

“...I shall teach them that it has the complete opposite effect.” 

Reiji steps forward.

“It is quite easy for me to leave this place after all. They should use their heads a little more.”

*DUUUUUUN*

[01:28] “You remain here seated for a bit, understood?”

He puts you down again.

*Rustle rustle*

*DUUUUUUN*

“...Ugh!”

Reiji attempts to open the door.

*CLATTER CLATTER*

“Haah...Just as I thought. They won’t let us leave so easily, huh?”

*DUUUUUUN*

[01:46] “Kuh…! How vexing of a sound this is...One should not attempt to play an instrument if they cannot do so properly.”

*DUUUUUUN*

“If you insist on plaguing my ears with that unsettling music any furtheー”

They begin to play a song on the pipe organ.

[02:01] “...!? T-This is…It can’t be...This music...Hah. I see how it is now.”

*CLATTER CLATTER*

“I wonder what their intention is...by agitating me to this degree!? Hah...Cut it out! STOP!!”

TRACK 6: A VAMPIRE’S INSTINCTS

“Haah, haah...Is this their objective? ...Haah?”

You ask Reiji if everything is alright.

[00:20] “You want to know if I’m okay? If you can look at me right now and think I’m ‘alright’, then ーー Kuh! Something is...seriously wrong with you.”

*Rustle*

“Haah...You should hurry and keep your distance. ...Quickly!!”

You refuse, still worried about Reiji.

[00:41] “Haah, haah...Why…do I seem to be in so much pain, you ask…? Do you not know even that…? Someone sucked your blood, remember? We found marks on your body, did we not? As a result, the scent of your blood is even more fragrant than usual.”

*Rustle*

[01:11] “I get it now...The person who locked us up in here...Is trying to get me to assault you. Therefore, in hopes that I would suck your blood and forcefully leave behind my mark, they opted to imprison us inside the Church - a place I happen to hate very much.”

*Rustle*

[01:41] “Ugh...And thenーー There’s this music as well. This song prevents me from acting like my usual self. ...Yes, exactly. It’s a personal favorite of that good-for-nothing...so I have heard it over and over again ever since we were children. Every time I hear this tune, I can feel myself growing irritated. Angry, one might even say. Tskーー Why did that man develop an interest in human entertainment...and why was it allowed!? I cannot comprehend…!”

*THUD*

[02:31] “Haah, haah...You want me to calm down? What do you even know…!?”

You try to explain.

“...Hah? Listening to music is similar to consuming food (1), you say…? ...Hah. I see. How pretentious. It seems like you very much wish to ridicule me.”

*Smack*

[03:06] “...It hurts, you say? I would assume so. I whipped your hand so you would feel pain after all. I wish you would not look at me as if you know me!”

*Smack smack*

You flinch.

“I never wanted you to try and sympathize with me. I simply find it very unsettling how you would pity me like that. I am already irritated as is, but it seems like you want to fuel my anger even further.”

*Rustle rustle*

[03:43] “You poor little thing...Fufu. The palm of your hand has started bleeding ever so slightly. By enticing me, just what did you hope I would do to you?”

He laps up the blood.

[04:06] “Haah...I’m sure my other brothers would indulge in your blood to their heart’s content at this very moment. However, Iーー will not do that. Although I am sure you very much wish I would.”

*Rustle* 

“You lose your mind if I do not suck your blood after all. That is the type of person you are. Haah...However, look at what just a small sip of your blood has done to me…?”

*Rustle*

[04:54] “Haah...Kuh...Ugh...I figured a small amount would still be okay, but still...Kuh...Che...I really wish this vexing song would stop playing already! It is highly unsettling and upsetting. On top of that, this time...Haah...This thirst is added to it as well...Haah...While you could say I brought it upon myself, having to deal with the thirst under these circumstances is quite the challenge.”

Reiji pins you down.

*Rustle rustle*

*Thud*

[05:46] “Haah...Your body is aching, is it not…?”

*Rustle*

“Your skin has become flushed, no? I feel somewhat suffocated as well…”

He loosens his tie.

*Rustle rustle*

“My apologies. I took the liberty of loosening my necktie. I’m struggling to breathe...Almost as if I find myself in a tropical forest.”

*Rustle*

[06:26] “Ah...That kind of feeling as if someone is slowly driving you into a corner...Haahー...The reason why I have you pinned down underneath me here, is all because of your blood. My body ー or in other words ー my instincts have been yelling at me this whole time, telling me so suck your blood. Exactly. It is very noisy, truly. Very much so...I feel as if I might lose my mind. When will it end? ーー This requiem!”

*Rustle*

[07:27] “Ah...I can’t…! It is as if a swarm of bugs are crawling around inside my head!”

*Rustle rustle*

“Ugh...Aah…”

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) I think the MC is speaking from the point of view of a Vampire here. Vampires need neither music or (human) food in their lives, yet they may choose to indulge in it as a way of entertainment or to seek pleasure.

[sir-sunny]

(Green) you said you have kmhn brainrot atm and so I'll deliver with some Hajime and Nagito headcanons (not exactly kmhn but I hope it suffices euheruefhrei)

Hajime:

-You saw this in my fic, but he has a scar on his forehead that gives him headaches every so often, usually when he gets stressed or thinks about Izuru

-I know a lot of the fandom like to imagine him growing his hair out post DR3 but I feel like he'd much rather keep it short so he's less like Izuru and more like himself (I do agree that it'd probably grow super fast though)

-He likes action movies, even the super cheesy over-the-top ones. Don't tell anybody but he secretly loves Jason Statham hehe

-The type of person to let his day be determined by how he feels when he wakes up in the morning. If he's slept well, he'll have a good day. If he wakes up with aches and pains, he'll have a bad day

-Acts like he doesn't care about music and dancing when around other people but will definitely dance along to what he's listening to if he's alone and in a good mood

-Demonstrative. This boy will use hand gestures for EVERYTHING he says, it's almost like his hands are trying to take off gherigherg

-Idk why but I feel like he's pretty heavy footed. He wears in the soles of his shoes easily lol

Nagito:

-This boy is to carbonated drinks what lactose intolerant people are to dairy. His body cannot STAND anything fizzy no matter how little he drinks but God damn if that doesn't stop him from getting a can from the vending machine any chance he gets

-I feel like,,,he's naturally quiet for the most part. He tends to scare people by accident because he unintentionally creeps up on them

-He really wants to get piercings but his skin is too sensitive to let him have any (and not just one or two piercings, think Rantaro levels of piercing)

-He actually did end up drinking all the milkshakes he made for the Warriors of Hope after being asked and they were so terrible that he can't even look at milkshakes anymore without feeling sick

-Very hard for him to put on weight, very easy for him to lose it. He'd need to eat a lot for him to get to a healthy weight and that's a problem because his illnesses often make him feel too sick to eat anything

-He wants to play an instrument but he's unsure which one he wants to play. Drums are too loud, guitar might hurt his fingers, piano's alright but he's nervous about messing up (Ibuki's willing to teach him anything tbh)

-(Suggestive I'm so sorry you can skip this one if you want) I know this is kinda a joke headcanon in the fandom and tbh I don't take it super seriously either but I feel like him being tied up in chapter 2 might've awoken something in him if you know what I mean ughriugrhtgr

yeyeyeye i agree that his hair would grow irritatingly fast postgame, i imagine he wouldnt like it long ykno, so constantly tends to it

hajime seems like to type who can have his day ruined on a dime aksfhgjsda (god forbid he stubs his toe or spills his drink on himself, he'll sulk and pout until god himself apologizes to him)

i like to imagine hajime emoting a lot with his hands during class trails, that's how he gets ppl to listen to him ykno he did a lot of pointing and he'd slam his hands on his stand in true protag fashion

yea idk why but the idea of nagito being a very quiet person makes sense,, he's very polite but he's also very sneaky

nagito is too sensitive to get real earrings so he get the little fake sticker earrings send tweet

NAGITO PLAYIGN PIANO YE S

nagito, day 3 of being bound by ropes and chains: ok but i dont hate this

[yoonjinkooked]

Chemistry | JHS (6 (pt 1))

Part 6 - Just Do It

(pls ignore my old URL, i’m too lazy to change it now RIP)

DRABBLE SERIES, TONS OF SHORT LITTLE CHAPTERS.

SERIES MASTERLIST

Pairing: Hoseok / Reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: FWB, university AU, smut

Warnings: blonde Hobi (yes, that’s a dang warning), heaps of dirty talk, public groping, lots of sex discussion, them being responsible adults and getting tested before doing it, cursing, drinking. It ends on a bit of a cliff hanger cause this is just an intro of the smut fest that the next chapter will be Also, IMPORTANT: the ‘Spring Cleaning’ party that I am describing is fictional (that I know of at least) and I BEG OF YOU, please don’t mix your drinks. Just don’t. It won’t end well. Don’t mix drinks, don’t drink and drive, don’t drink what a random person gives you and never ever ever leave sight of your glass. Please. Drink responsibly and stay the f away from it if you are underaged. That also means you need to stay the f away from this story, too 💜

Word Count: 3k

Summary: After a few years of being immune to Jung Hoseok’s charms, you suddenly fall into them, head first. All it takes is one night, too much alcohol and a lot of balls.

A/N: Again, DRINK RESPONSIBLY! The smut fest part 2 is coming super fast (no pun intended). Unedited, so please forgive me, I needed to get this shit out to you and i just need more Hobi. these are drabbles after all lol

“I’m clean,” Hoseok informs you with the widest grin possible. “Got the results emailed this morning. 100% clean and ready.” 

 You don’t register his words at all - first of all, he had startled you, appearing directly in front of your path, probably seeing you from afar, making your way to the study hall where the first class of your day takes place. And on top of that, you are way too shocked with his appearance to even bother understanding the words he was telling you. 

 “You’re… you’re blonde,” you mumble as you stare at his hair, wondering if it’s your mind playing tricks on you. Sunlight makes hair lighter, doesn’t it? It doesn’t make it almost platinum, though. Looking him over, you realize that nothing else has changed - still the same height, still the same weight, still his signature casual but colorful clothing - but the blonde is there and it’s magnetic - it’s impossible to look at anything else before your eyes are glued to his new hairstyle again. It suits him so damn well. If someone had told you he’d look this good blonde, you wouldn’t have believed them. 

 “Oh, yeah,” he waves his hand off, laughing, as if it’s a completely irrelevant thing. Honestly, to him it might be, but not to you. “More importantly, I am clean,” he repeats his earlier words and this time around, you do get to properly register them, as well as the meaning behind them. Clean. Safe to have sex. No worries in that department. You should be overjoyed but not only are you still hypnotized by his sudden change of looks, you’re also refusing to focus on that particular information. 

 It’s weird - you did stuff, discussed even more, agreed on everything. You blushing at him informing you that it’s finally safe for him to fuck you and finish inside you is weird. 

 “You’re blonde,” is all you can say, and it earns you an eye roll from Hoseok. 

 “Oh come on Y/N,” he whines. “If you’re going to be like this just take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

 “Hey!” you snap, smacking him on the shoulder in retaliation, which only makes him laugh. “Have mercy on me here, give me a moment to get used to this new look of yours. If I showed up with a completely different hair color, would you be able to focus on anything else?” you demand, absolutely positive that he’d be equally as lost as you are. 

 “If you telling me that you’re clean and we can finally fuck, yeah, I wouldn’t be focusing on hair, even if it had all the colors of the rainbow in it,” he answers honestly. 

 “Okay, okay, we get it, we’re on the same page - you’re stupidly hot, clean and want to fuck,” you laugh at him, although you would be a fool to deny that it’s getting to you - the way he is so upfront about liking you and being attracted to you is impossible to ignore - it makes you feel a lot more confident than you have felt in a long while. 

 “Oh Y/N, you know me so well,” he acts as if he’s genuinely touched and it’s this reaction that makes you melt and laugh. No matter the hair color, no matter how casual he references his intention to get his dick inside you, it’s Hoseok. And that’s all that matters. “Seriously though, we both have our results so whenever you’re ready, if you’re still up for it…” he doesn’t finish the sentence but the raise of his eyebrow says it all. 

 “I’m not missing out on that piece of ass if that’s what concerns you,” you joke, looking him up and down as you speak. It’ll never cease to amaze you how he can whisper the dirtiest things to you, or even say them casually out loud, but turn as red as a tomato when you do the same thing. “What are you doing tonight, do you have any plans?” you ask. 

 “Aren’t you going to Namjoon’s?” he frowns in confusion. “Spring Cleaning party season?” he reminds you and starts laughing immediately, probably at your look of realization mixed in with disgust. “Is this about Namjoon or about the Spring Cleaning party season?” he laughs. 

 What you guys refer to as spring cleaning is exactly what it sounds like - all the leftover alcohol that somehow managed to survive the past year is gathered in one place in the ‘bring-your-own-booze’ manner. It’s usually a mixture of hideous drinks and half empty bottles and once it’s all gathered, you make it even worse, combining it into borderline poisonous mixtures. Everyone attending and everyone drinking does so on their own responsibility, fully aware of how the night might end. 

 A year ago, it was still fun. Now, you know you’re too old for that shit. 

 “It’s about both,” you answer Hobi’s question in a whine. “I don’t wanna deal with wasted frat boys who’ll spend half the night throwing up and Namjoon is insufferable.” 

 “Namjoon is one of your best friends,” Hobi laughs. 

 “I know - that’s why I’m well aware of how insufferable he is,” you grunt in annoyance. “I know it’s tradition and all but can we skip all of that? Coochie in exchange for avoiding a party we’re too old for anyways?” you suggest. 

 “Wait,” Hoseok’s eyes widen and you can imagine a lightbulb turning on above his head. “You think Namjoon’s insufferable?” 

 “Incredibly so, yes.” 

 “And you want to make his life a living hell in retaliation?” he continues asking. 

 “Absolutely,” you reply in a heartbeat, despite loving Namjoon like he was your family. You adore him but you cannot stand him at times and ever since this little thing with Hoseok had started, he had not stopped teasing you. It’s time for him to suffer. 

 “Hear me out,” Hoseok moves closer to you, as if he is about to share a conspiracy theory that no one except you is allowed to know about. “How about we go to the party and stay there a bit - laugh at the idiots, dance to bad music - just a regular Thursday. And then, when the shitshow starts, and it will start, we go upstairs and seal the deal?” 

 “You want us to fuck in Namjoon’s house?” you start laughing. 

 “Is there anything that would annoy and traumatize him more than knowing two of his closest friends fucked in his house?” he points out. 

 “Yeah, if he walks in,” you burst out laughing. “Honestly, sold. Fuck it.” 

 “I plan to,” he wiggles his eyebrows at you in the most sleazy manner possible - jokingly, of course. He knows he has you hooked and he can play around with it. And you’ll love it. 

 “Ugh, stop doing that,” you laugh, smacking him on the shoulder again. “Don't try too hard, you already have me, blondie.” 

 “I look that good, huh?” he laughs, hitting the bullseye. 

 You don’t answer that question - you offer him nothing more than a smile and a shrug before you slowly walk past him and make your way to a class you’re probably already late for. He knows you enough to realize that to you, yes, he does look that good. And you cannot wait to find out what other things he can do to you, hoping that the movie is as promising as the trailer was. 

  Standing across the room, Hoseok keeps his eyes glued to you, the same way he did from the moment you entered the house. You aren’t hiding from it either - you make direct eye contact with him, smiling in a knowing manner as you listen to whatever it is that Taehyung was yapping on about. You tried to listen - you really did, at first. But the problem is that Hoseok’s very presence demands your attention - it’s something you can’t control. If he’s around, if he’s in the room and if you have this feeling of the two of you alone knowing something, knowing this secret about what’s going to happen tonight - no one else stands a chance, not even your friends.

 “Are you seriously ogling Hoseok while I’m asking you for relationship advice?” Taehyung sounds exasperated and you feel guilty - even more so when you realize that the only reason he did manage to get your attention was because he had mentioned his name. 

 “Ugh, I’m so sorry Tae,” you don’t try to defend yourself, knowing you’re guilty as charged. “My mind is a mess, I’m a useless friend. I just… can’t focus on anything else,” you admit sheepishly, not really wanting to go into details. They know that something is happening and that’s it. You don’t want to share more, neither does Hoseok, nor do you think any of your friends is particularly thirsty for details. Except perhaps Jimin, but tough luck for him. 

 “Then go!” Tae urges you and for a moment, you think that he is angry at you - the urgency with which he said it makes you wonder if he’s pissed with you for not listening to him carefully - but when you look up at him, you see his signature smile. He’s not angry - he’s cheering you on. “Go and get your guy!” 

 You want to  sigh, roll your eyes and remind him that Hoseok is not your guy - but in a weird, fucked up way that only you and him understand, he kind of is. It’s you he’s looking at - not any other girl, and there are plenty. It’s you he’s had his eyes on ever since he first saw you - it’s you he’s waiting for. 

 So you go for it - the same way you did the night it all started. Without thinking twice about it, you approach him, walking through a crowd of people to get to him - his eyes follow you every step of the way, standing straighter as you finally get to him, mere inches separating the two of you. 

 It’s electric. The feeling between the two of you, it’s purely electric, making you wonder if he’d burn to the touch if you were to reach out. In your mind, he always was the epitome of the Sun, so it wouldn’t be no surprise. You notice his smile despite not breaking eye contact - he smiles at you with them too, the signature wrinkles appearing on the edges. 

 “Well, don’t you look lovely tonight,” he tells you, giving you a quick once over. “Black has always suited you.” 

 “Now’s the time when I say something quirky yet charming like, ‘it matches my soul’,” you joke, laughing along with him. “Thank you - I had to dress in my finest, seeing as it’s a special occasion after all.” 

 “Is it?” he laughs. “I thought it was just a Spring Cleaning party.” 

 “Hoseok…” you shoot him a warning glare. 

 “I’m just messing with you,” he laughs, pointing out the obvious. “Can I… kiss you?” 

 This question takes you by surprise - you have decided to be public with whatever the hell this thing is - simply to avoid confusion, especially since you’ve agreed that you won’t be sleeping with other people while this deal of yours is standing. It’s a nice surprise, though - the fact that he still wants to ask, the fact that he is making sure that you are comfortable with it - whether it’s with the kiss itself or it being in public. It warms your heart to know that even though you had never planned any of this with him, he ended up being the right choice. 

 “Hobi, honestly, we’re past the point where you need to ask,” you admit, wanting him to know that you’re not going to back out and that you do feel comfortable. 

 He says nothing, instead deciding to kiss you immediately. It’s slow and gentle, lazy and languid, in a way that shows no rush or urgency. It’s obvious that he is enjoying it, and so are you, every move of his tongue against yours, every breath of yours that mingles with his. To the two of you, the rest of the room no longer exists - the sounds toned out, the people long forgotten. It’s almost as if it’s you and you alone - and the rest of the world doesn’t matter. You move your body closer to his, anchoring your hands around his neck as you press against his front - as you have found out, making out with Hoseok has plenty of merits, and one of the bigger ones is simply the feel of his body against yours. 

 His hands wander, slowly and likely aware of the audience around you - it’s highly unlikely that anyone spared you more than a glance, but despite what it feels like in your mind, you are definitely not alone. So when his fingers graze your ass, he doesn’t grab it firmly like you know he’d like to - he simply rests his hand there, with pressure that promises that there’s more in his mind than a simple touch. You know very well that if the two of you don’t slow down soon, he’ll pop a boner in the middle of Namjoon’s kitchen and even though you’re hardly keeping this a secret, that would likely be a bit too much for him to handle. 

 With your mind heading in that direction, you begrudgingly stop the kiss, but you don’t move too far away from him - your hands still around his neck and his hands still on your ass. For what seems like minutes, neither of you says a word, simply looking at each other, your eyes scanning the face of the other - the way his lips are wet and how he nervously licks at them, the way his cheeks also changed shades (and you know alcohol is not to blame for it) and the glint in his eye that likely mirrors yours, with both of you knowing what’s in the other one’s head. Tonight is the night, the night you will finally seal the deal. 

 And if all goes well, start something that will make you explore things and areas you dared not speak of, much less try them before. All of it, from the sweetest and most romantic to the nastiest, kinkiest shit imaginable - you want to do it all with him and it’ll start tonight. 

 “So...” You start, in what you hope is a sexy voice. “Are we going to go and piss Joon off by fucking in his house?” you ask, making sure that the sexy voice you’re trying to use is also low enough for no one else but him to hear. You take it a step further, pressing your lips to his ear, whispering. “I want to suck you off before I ride you until I can no longer hold myself up. Then, I want you to fuck into me with all that strength you have and fill me up, watch the cum drip out of me and then watch me finger it back inside my cunt.” 

 Pulling away just in time to see him swallow a lump, you move one of your hands from around his neck, down his chest and stomach, very slowly, before grazing it over his already noticeable growing dick - you don’t tease him more than that, knowing that even though you might not feel them, you likely do have eyes on you by now - you simple careers the area where his jeans are starting to stand out, a sign of his eagerness that completely mirrors the way your underwear is sticking to your core. Both of you are horny as all hell and if you don’t act on it soon, you’ll jump his bones right here, right now, on Joon’s kitchen sink. 

 “How ‘bout I use my fingers to push the cum back inside you and when it dribbles out again, I eat you out until you want to scream my name but you can’t, ‘cause you’re sucking on my fingers, licking every drip of cum left on them?” he suggests and you for a second, you think your knees are going to give out and you’ll fall flat. You don’t, likely because he still has his hands pressed to your backside. 

 “Oh, I’d want nothing more,” you shamelessly admit. 

 “Then we’re not doing it here,” he announces, laughing at the immediate sulky reaction it elicited from you. “Don’t be like that, it’s better if we go to my place,” he chuckles at you, gently squeezing your butt. “I want us to enjoy the night, go for as many rounds as our bodies can take and then do it again in the morning. We can’t have that here while some freshman is doing a keg stand and anyone can walk in on us at any second. We can piss Joon off later - but it’s the first time we’re gonna do it and damn it, I wanna do it right.” 

 “You wanna do it right?” your eyebrows rise. 

“I could stand here all night and list all the things that I want to do to you, and you to me, and still remember more on the way home - and we’ve already discussed a bunch. I want to treat you good and give you the best fuck of your life - I promised as much and I want to deliver. We can fuck in Joon’s house any other day, honestly.” 

 “Do you want to… use something tonight?” you ask, pressing your hand against his crotch a little bit harder this time. “I have some toys back at my place but we won’t be alone there.” 

 “Nah,” he shakes his head immediately. “I have my cock, mouth and fingers - I don’t need much else to make you want to never do anyone else. We’ll have plenty of time for all the toys - and when I say all, I mean all. I’d go for anything with you.” 

 “If you keep talking like that, I’m just going to cum right here, right now,” you admit. 

 “While that would be a sight for sore eyes, I have other plans. Let’s go,” he takes you by the hand and away you go, making your way through the crowd, not caring if anyone notices how quickly you’re leaving or how you’re walking hand in hand. 

 You simply don’t give a shit, at all. All you care about is Hoseok right now - his dick, mouth and fingers and all the things he plans to do with them. 

[werkwerkelizaaa]

Xoxo Droplets’ Jerk Squad Band AU

So this came to me while I was listening to Yeah Right off of Evanescence’s latest album, The Bitter Truth.

Yeah I know, but hear me out:

•They were all in an after-school program for ~cultivating musical talent in troubled youth~

•Even though most of them cannot stand each other, as a whole they’re almost magical onstage

• Nate is the frazzled manager of course, constantly stretched within an inch of his life but he claims a perfect (by his standards) show is worth all the stress

• Bae writes the lyrics, handles a majority of the PR– if somebody tries to spin his words he can spin it right back on them– and I also feel he could play the electric violin for the songs that call for it (it’s a thing and it’s epic)

•Jeremy seems to be the type to have piano aggressively encouraged to him by his parents, so he’s on keyboard and composes most of the music

Imagine Bae leaning over Jeremy “No no cupcake, I know it’s difficult for anyone to keep up with my genius, but you modulate the key on the next line” and pointing

“If you don’t get that finger out of my face I will stuff this sheet music up your nasal cavity”

“...and don’t call me cupcake”

•JB takes lead guitar and does a lot of showboating, works the crowd and is usually in some sort of scandalous headline every week but she loves it

•Shiloh plays bass and provides backup vocals, he’s annoying but they keep him towards the front of the stage because his energy is infectious so we might as well put him to use

• I can see Everett having the ability to use both hands equally well, so he’s on drums and enjoys having his finger on the very heartbeat of the metaphorical system, probably dabbles in the synth too

•Pran is the one-man tech wizard and has as tiny of a presence as possible, only the most hardcore fans know what he even looks like

•[If we bring the reader into this, they were hand-selected by JB for their seemingly sweet, friendly, conflict-averse demeanor as well as their powerful voice– she didn’t want too much competition for the boys’ attention]

•[Whether her judgement is sound remains to be seen, but my money’s on not]

•[On the other hand, there’s still enough onstage chemistry between them to play it up for the fans and the press]

•They definitely squabbled over the name

• “Hear me out: Baend.” “NO” “JB and the JBs” “oh, please” “get real” “could we squish all of our names together?” “Ah yes, because none of the members of the band could ever switch out, it’s not like that happens only all the time”

• “What about ‘That Band’?” “Seriously?” “It’s no worse than anything else that’s been suggested” “Ugh fine” “wait I was being sarcastic” “well too bad we’re sticking with it now” “this is all your fault Jeremy”

each member has a good amount of groupies/fangirls. JB, Everett, and Shiloh revel in the spotlight and have a lot of overnight visitors to their respective rooms, Bae pretends he’s above all that but he’ll have the occasional “dalliance” as well which is,,, not what you’d think

Legit he sells a limited amount of ‘day dates’ to his fans at every tour stop which consists of him hanging out with them for a certain price, it’s only word-of-mouth through the hardcore base which just adds to the mystique

• Nate and Jeremy are like “gross”, but at least they have fans and at the very least that’s good for both business and their image

• Pran HATES it lol he’s just like “Why. Why.”

• “Must be a bunch of burnt out losers who weren’t hugged enough as children.”

• They all constantly diss everyone else’s outfits and haircuts, naturally

•Not the musical instruments though– except for in extreme cases– because that’s serious business

Jeremy: trips onstage

Everett: *ba-dum-tsss*

•Pran with light spotting/mic check shenanigans

•Shiloh: leans over to plug his bass in

•Pran: Points all the spotlights directly at him

•Shiloh: temporarily blinded

•Pran: evil chuckle

---------------

• Nate: Sound check, let’s go!

•Pran: turns it down low

•JB: Hello, world! ...it’s not working. Testing, one two three.

•Everett, offstage: Is it even turned on?

•Jeremy: uh yeah, the light’s green.

•Pran: snickering to himself in the back

•JB: COME ON YOU STUPID WORTHLESS PIECE OF S—

Ear-splitting, electronic screech

• Everyone minus JB and Pran: JB!!

Jeremy’s keyboard is absolutely pristine, and you cannot convince me otherwise

There’s not a fingerprint to be seen, he might even wear gloves while handling it just to keep it impeccable

Def makes the stagehands and assistants wash their hands and glove up before moving it, that’s not even a question

You could probably eat right off the thing, not that he’d let you

•JB has some cool pins on the strap of her guitar and has a few different guitars she rotates though depending on her mood

•Everett and Shiloh have similar stickers on their respective instruments, they still mock each others’ taste in decoration though because them

“Give us a headbang, Jeremy!”

“No.”

• Jeremy [and reader] do their best in making Nate’s job as easy as possible, which is very much needed since directing the rest of the members is worse than herding cats

Three minutes to showtime

•Everett: hey has anyone seen my drumsticks?

•Nate: WHAT 

•Nate: YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS RIGHT NOW

• Everett: Lol jk here they are in my back pocket 

•Bae: Wonnndderrrfulll, crisis averted.

• Shiloh: Everett, that’s not really funny...

• Everett: F***ing can it, freckles.

• Shiloh: :( you can it.

• JB: everybody shut up before I make you shut up

• Everett: ;) is that so?

• Jeremy: kill me now.

• Nate, offstage: I need a raise...

•[Reader once walked in on Nate aggressively rubbing at his eyes and sniffling after a particularly rough week, but he brushed it off as seasonal allergies and they didn’t press the matter at the time]

•Roommate musical chairs kept happening at every single stop until finally everyone was fed up with everybody, even the ones who usually get along, so Bae and Nate decided on getting everyone their own room while touring– they even added a clause to the contract to make sure it would happen for the divas (yes that includes the two of them)

• Credit to the amazing @gb-patch for creating the best worst guys you’ll ever love

•hey, psst. Before you go, check this out: https://werkwerkelizaaa.tumblr.com/post/648073310973952000/xoxo-droplets-jerk-squad-band-au