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actuallysaiyan · 1 year

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Lose Yourself(Jujutsu Kaisen squirting headcanons)

warnings: smut, squirting, unprotected sex, bodily fluids, AGED UP CHARACTERS, cunnilingus/fem receiving oral sex, threesome/double penetrations, sex toys word count: 3.1k pairings: Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader, Suguru Geto x Fem!Reader, Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader, AGEDUP!Megumi Fushiguro x Fem!reader, Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader and AGEDUP!Yuji Itadori/Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader a/n: Here it is! Another post from the poll I posted a while back! Hope you all enjoy! Smut under the cut as per usual!

Gojo loves going down on you. He’ll gladly just stay between your thighs for hours if you’d even let him. He loves all the little noises you make, and he will tease you about it too.

As for squirting, that man made you squirt the first time you were intimate. He was so good at figuring out what you liked best for pleasure, and his fingers and tongue worked you expertly to your orgasm.

Gojo isn’t satisfied one bit if you haven’t squirted at least once during an intimate session. He will work so hard to get you to make such a mess all over the bed and himself. Gojo actually drinks your fluids too, making sure to have his face close to where that sweetness comes out.

He smirks at your fucked out expression. Nothing brings Satoru more satisfaction than to have you like this on his bed. His sheets are soaked completely. His face is dripping from that last orgasm you had. He wipes his face on the back of his hand, looking down at your body. Your plump lips are parted as you gasp for air and pant to catch your breath.

“My, my…” Satoru muses as his fingers trail down your thighs. You shudder as you feel his thumb on your poor abused clit.

“P-please, ‘toru.” You hiccup. “P-please, no more.”

He pouts, “Awwh, but baby, please can’t I have a little more?”

You feel like he is basically mocking you at this point, but you aren’t sure you even have the energy to chastise him. You know once Satoru gets in his mood, he won’t stop. You whine as you feel him beginning to rub your swollen clit, making you writhe on the bed.

“See? Doesn’t that feel so good?”

Your eyes roll back as soon as he leans back down to suck on your clit. You feel his fingers prodding your dripping hole, and you aren’t sure how much more of this you can take. Satoru’s cock is just throbbing at the sight of you. He can’t believe just how good all of this is.

“Pretty girl,” he praises as he slurps on your clit. “My pretty girl gonna cum for me, right?”

“Hnng, ‘toru! Dunno if I can again…”

He chuckles softly, “I know you can.”

His fingers begin curling against the spongy sweet spot inside of you, making your thighs start shaking. Your breath is coming out in small little pants between your whining and whimpering. There’s the unmistakable sound of your pussy squelching from the sweet, sweet stimulation your man is giving you. It fills the room along with the cute little noises you're making from being so overstimulated.

“Make a mess for me, baby.” Gojo coaxes. “Come on,”

It doesn’t take much more for you to let go. Your juices begin gushing everywhere just like before, and you’re soaking everything. Satoru wishes he could have caught this orgasm on camera from how beautiful it looked from his perspective. He slows down his ministrations as you begin coming down from your high.

“Good girl,"

Geto will definitely use toys on you to get you to squirt. He loves tying you up or handcuffing you to the bed so that you’ll be helpless to the intense vibrator pressed right up against your clit. He enjoys watching you squirm from all the pleasure.

He loves going down on you as well. You can even expect him to do this for you so you sleep better at night. It’s just something that Suguru enjoys doing with you, and he enjoys it even more if the two of you decide to do 69.

Suguru will make you squirt with ease, just like Gojo. It doesn’t take long for him to have your whole body mapped up perfectly. All your erogenous zones are remembered and every single little move he’s made that has made you moan, he never forgets it.

Suguru loves having you all bound like this. You can’t move at all, and he has plans for tonight. You’ve been such a good girl this week, he knows he needs to reward you with something good. He’ll spend all night pleasuring you like this if that’s what it takes. You squirm under him, and he watches as your cheeks heat up from just being bound to the bed.

“There,” he says as checks to make sure the last handcuff is well placed. “Now you’re going to be a good girl,”

You nod your head, your brain almost already mush just from just being handcuffed. Every time he shows his dominance this way, you just crumble underneath his touch. Suguru reaches over for the bedside table drawer and he takes out a bottle of lube and your favorite wand vibrator. Your eyes widen when you see it and Geto chuckles softly.

“Awh, my pretty girl is excited. Good, because you’re going to be an absolute mess by the time I’m done with you.”

With one hand, he spreads some of the lube all over your vulva. You squirm when his fingers linger on your clit, making it throb with a little bit of attention. Then he spreads your folds and slips two of his fingers deep into your pussy. You whine at the sudden intrusion.

“You’re going to take every second of this, you got it?” Geto asks, looking deep into your lust filled eyes. “ You remember the safe word, yeah?”

“R-ramen,” you tell him, letting him know you remember the safe word established.

And with that, he presses the wand vibrator against your swollen clit. He doesn’t pull his fingers out either, which only doubles your pleasure. He furrows his brows as he watches you writhe and squirm on the bed. There’s the sounds of your pussy squelching along with the steady hum of the vibrator. And the metal clinks of the handcuffs as you move around aren’t drowned out just yet.

“You gotta make a mess, baby. Or else, you’ll stay handcuffed all night.”

You feel the vibrations so deep inside of you. Your clit throbs with every passing second of this sweet torture. As your thighs begin shaking, Suguru knows you’re getting closer and closer. Soon, your eyes roll back and you’re begging and pleading for him not to stop. And once you reach that peak, Geto knows he won’t be pulling away anytime soon.

Clear fluid splashes everything in sight, especially the wand vibrator and Geto’s hand. He watches with amusement as you try so hard to push the vibrator away, but he won’t do that. You’ll have to either endure or say the safe word for him to do that.

“What a messy kitten,”

Toji is just obsessed with fucking you stupid. He’ll fuck you every moment he gets to be alone with you. And most of the time, him pounding you into the mattress ends up with you squirting all over him and his thick cock.

He’s also big on pushing you back so your pussy is exposed to him and just lapping at you until you’re crying and pushing him away. With your legs over his shoulders and his face just buried between your thighs, Toji is quite content with this.

He’s not opposed to using toys, but he knows he’s more than capable of just making you make a mess with his tongue, fingers and cock alone. He’s all about just fucking you until it keeps happening over and over and over again.

“That’s it,” Toji praises in a raspy voice. “Keep cumming for me, babygirl.”

You can barely keep your eyes open. You’re on your back, having cum for the umpteenth time today. Toji had been gone for some time, so you knew that when he returned home, you’d be in for a whole day of just fucking and cuddling and kissing. And you had thought you were going to be prepared for that. But you couldn’t be any more wrong.

You cling to Toji as best as you can, and he pumps into you a little harder and faster. He enjoys watching as your tits jiggle and he loves having this power over you. Your cunt is just sucking him in deeper, despite your little protestations that you’ve had enough.

“Well, how come your cunt is clamping around me so tight, then?” he questions you, his tone teasing.

“D-dunno, daddy. Just can’t take it anymore.”

He laughs before he presses you further into the mattress. His lips meet yours in a very sensual kiss. He wants you to make another mess. He wants the sheets below you to be completely soaked in your juices. He wants to feel all your juices on his cock and balls. Toji knows that these are the moments he misses the most whenever he can’t be home with you.

“I think you can take more.”

You feel your walls beginning to spasm around him. Toji laughs at your reaction to your orgasm building so deep inside of you. He lets his fingers reach between the both of you, and he’s rubbing your poor swollen clit. You whine and hiss at the stimulation, your cunt gripping him even tighter.

“Your cunt is betraying you, babygirl. I know you want it, you just don’t know how to beg for it,”

His words are barely making sense anymore, but you’re understanding the gist of it. It only takes a few more thrusts before stars dance in your vision. Your whole body burns as you quake and shudder. Your juices are soaking him once more, and you can hear him grunting at the sensation of being milked.

“Such a good little pussy.”

Megumi can be so sweet with you. Whenever he’s in the mood, he is so sensual and he likes to take his time teasing you and making you feel so good. This usually ends with him between your thighs for so long, just making you cum over and over.

But whenever he’s in a bad mood, he likes to tease you. He’ll get a little more rough, pounding you into the mattress and commanding you not to cum until he is ready for you to cum. This often leads to you being edged a lot until you gush all over him.

Megumi finds himself so turned on when you soak his sheets. He’ll literally do his best to try and keep some of your scent on his sheets, even after he washes them. If he even gets one whiff of your pussy, he’s rock hard.

“Take it,” Megumi grunts as he pumps his cock into your dripping hole. “Fucking take it,”

You’ve been whining so loudly, trying to say how you can’t take anymore of his cock. But he knows you’re just being a little brat. Megumi had one of the worst days of his week so far, and he needs this release so badly. His cock has been aching all day from the lack of stimulation. He wasn’t able to see you until tonight and it was driving him insane.

“I waited all day for this, baby.” Megumi groans against your chapped lips. He kisses you so hungrily. “Now, you better take more of my cock.”

His fingers are intertwined with yours as he pounds into you. Your cunt just squeezes him so damn tight, it makes him so hard. It’s difficult for him not to blow his load right now, but he’s just wanting you to make such a big mess for him. He needs to see you squirt all over him right now.

“‘Can’t do it, ‘gumi. S’too much,” you slur as your nails dig into the meat of his arms. “Can’t take it.”

“Poor baby, can’t take my cock anymore, huh?”

His tone has turned into a teasing one. He watches your reaction to his words. You pout and he leans in to nip at your protruding bottom lip. This makes you yelp in surprise and your walls clench around him. A few more thrusts, and he can feel your orgasm coming. Your walls keep clenching around him and your thighs are shaking.

“Let go for me,”

You cry out as the pleasure hits you hard. Your juices begin gushing everywhere and your cunt drives his cock out. He grasps it, and begins smacking it against your clit. You whine his name at the sudden added stimulation, and you gush out some more juices.

“That’s my pretty girl.”

Nanami is a big fan of going down on you whenever he can. He loves looking up at you from between your thighs and letting you mess up his hair by tugging on it gently. He enjoys the sounds you make and your personal flavor.

The man will literally start rutting against the mattress when he eats you out. It’s just all so pleasurable for him. He easily gets lost in pleasuring you. It helps him be able to shut out his thoughts and ease his stress after a long day of work.

Another one of his favorite things to do is have you sitting on his lap, legs spread and two of his fingers shoved into your cunt. Even if you make a big mess on his nice suit, he doesn’t care. He wants you to cum so hard that you’ll make a mess.

“Baby,” Nanami whispers in your ear. “You’re doing so good for me.”

You let out another little whine, the pleasure getting to you. You’ve been on his lap for a little while now, and he’s been pumping his fingers into you. He keeps you resting on his chest, and presses kisses on your neck. From time to time, you jolt from the feeling of him biting down and leaving marks on you. You feel your thighs trembling.

“Are you going to make a mess for me?”

Your mouth feels so dry from everything, “y-yes, daddy.”

You know better than to say no. You’re so obedient when it comes to Nanami. He’s always been so good to you. Ever since you started dating, he’s known how to push your buttons in just the right way. He knows every move to make that leaves you reeling from such amazing pleasure. And when he came home today, he knew exactly what he wanted to do.

“You’re just dribbling all over my fingers, honey.” He presses another kiss to your neck. “Did you miss daddy all day?”

You nod, “Y-yeah, ‘missed you so much.”

Nanami chuckles, “That’s what I like to hear.”

You’re trying to stay focused on what he’s saying, but it’s so damn hard when his fingers keep curling against your sweet spot in the best way possible. You let out another pitiful moan and Nanami smirks. He knows you’re so damn close and you’re about to make such a mess.

“Come on, honey. Daddy wants you to make a mess,”

A few swipes of his thumb on your clit and you’re a goner. The dam breaks and you squirt all over his fingers and his lap. His suit is completely drenched in your juices. The way you keep squirming and shaking, it’s just perfect. He wishes he could have this moment completely seared into his mind.

These two usually have a hard time working together, but when it comes to fucking you and driving you crazy with pleasure, they love to work in tandem. Yuji usually hates when Sukuna butts in, but he knows it drives you crazy when they work together to give you so much crazy.

Yuji is sweeter, more romantic and softer with you. Which makes the contrast with rougher and sloppier Sukuna so much better. The two of them working you towards your orgasm makes you squirt so easily.

The two of them love having you make a huge mess on the bed. Nothing is off the table with the three of you either. Toys, double penetration, tongues that turn into cocks, cocks that turn into tongues…it’s all on the table.

“Hey, you still with me, baby?” Yuji asks, tapping your cheek. Your eyes are basically closed at this point, but you nod and there’s a blissful smile on your face.

“She’s fine, brat. Let’s just keep fucking her!” Sukuna lets out, and you whine his name. He chuckles darkly, and Yuji smirks at you. He knows you’ll say the safe word if you need to.

Yuji just can’t help but worry about you sometimes. Sukuna can be so rough. Especially when they are both so deep inside of you, fucking you until you’re basically passing out on the bed. But you look so blissed out right now. It doesn’t seem like you’re not liking this one bit. In fact, it’s the complete opposite.

“You’re such a good girl,” Yuji praises you. You feel Sukuna’s tongue manifesting on Yuji’s pelvis and it begins slurping at the swollen little nub.

You cry out at the intense pleasure. You’re more than beyond overstimulated right now, but you’d never ask them to stop. It’s not often that all three of you get this time alone. Usually Yuji has to be away for work, which means you get left alone at the apartment. You missed them both terribly whenever that happened, and though you swore you’d never fall for Sukuna, you’ve grown so soft for him. And him, he’s grown soft for you too.

“That’s it, princess. Come on, cum for us.” His words are a little slurred from the pleasure and from him sucking on your clit.

You feel all this intense pleasure building as they keep ramming against your sweet spot. To have both their cocks so deep inside of you and Sukuna’s tongue on your clit, you swear you’ll go insane this time when you cum. It won’t be long now, as you feel your whole body quaking from all of this.

“Yuji…Sukuna…” you try to warn them, but only pathetic little moans fall from your lips.

“That’s it, baby. Let go for us.” Yuji coaxes and you hear Sukuna’s voice right along with his.

Stars dance in your vision and you cling to them. You’re panting and whining like a little bitch in heat. And as soon as the coil in your stomach snaps, you’re screaming and crying out. Your juices are just gushing all over them, soaking them in your essence. You shake as the pleasure comes on like fire spreading all over your body.

Yuji is the first to praise you, and he kisses you so sweetly. You hear Sukuna’s voice mixing in as well, praising you for being so good for them and taking their cocks so well. But now you’ll just have to endure until they both cum.

“What a perfect little cumslut for us…”

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ladykailitha · 6 months

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Not All That Glitters is Gold Part 13

Second one for today! Again, I will be being out two chapters a week until it is fully posted.

The Grammy's!!! Steve has a rough time of it with his recent coming out as Eddie's boyfriend. Some people are just that vile.

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6 Pt 7 Pt 8 Pt 9 Pt 10 Pt 11 Pt 12

TAG LIST IS CLOSED

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Steve was pressed up against Eddie’s side, Eddie’s arm was wrapped around him, his fingers nervously playing with Steve’s earring as they politely laughed through the comedian’s opening monologue. They were forced to smile when a joke was made about them. All the while the entire table was seething.

Finally the jackass got off the stage and the real show began.

They sat through all the technical awards and clapped at the appropriate places.

They sat through the country, rap, R&B, and pop awards. Finally it was time for Best Metal Album.

Steve grimaced through the painful “banter” between the pop princess and the nearly dead former rocker who was hitting on her.

Finally they got through the nominees.

“And the award goes to....” the pop princess said, drawing it out for dramatic effect.

“Corroded Coffin!” the aging rocker shouted into the microphone.

Suddenly their whole table was on their feet screaming and cheering and crying.

Eddie gave Steve a quick kiss before the band got up and thanked the appropriate people.

Eddie was last. “Thanks to my Uncle Wayne without whom I would be alive. And to my new good luck charm and love of my life, Steve Harrington. Love you, baby!”

Steve smiled and mouthed “I love you too!”

And then the seat fillers came. A couple of them were knothead alphas who tussled briefly for who was going to sit down next to Steve. Steve shared a glance with Elinor, Gareth’s escort date. They both rolled their eyes.

The alpha who lost went to go sit next to Elinor while Steve was forced to endure this thug in a tux.

“Escorts like you are so frigid,” he sneered. “I was surprised to see that you were actually dating Eddie Munson.” He leaned in close and Steve could smell his breath. “But I guess whores like you tend to go for rockers and A-list actors.”

“There’s always a caveat to everything,” Steve hissed. “Nothing is as black and white as you’re making it out to be.”

The alpha laughed. It was loud and abrasive. “A whore is a whore no matter how tarted up they look.”

Steve leaned back out of his space. “Well, I get the last laugh asshole.”

The alpha frowned but then Troy, Xander, and two very beefy looking security were hauling him to his feet.

He yelped but didn’t struggle when he saw how outnumbered he was. He spat Steve’s direction, but the spittle didn’t even make it past the guy’s lips, making him look deranged.

The seat next to Steve was suddenly filled by a lovely beta woman who gushed about his dress.

Apparently she was a fan omega designers because they had a unique take on what it meant to be feminine.

Steve ended up giving her the name and number of the designer and she went away chirping happily.

Then Eddie was back and it was fucking relief.

“You okay, baby?” he murmured gently when he got settled in.

Steve smiled up at him. “Nothing my hot shot team couldn’t handle. But I’m all better now that you’re here.”

Eddie hummed, barely keeping his annoyance in check. But he had to force down his impulse to hunt down that alpha and rip his stomach out through his throat. Steve had been on the receiving end of worse bullshit than this, he had no doubt.

He must have been scenting his rage pretty strongly because Steve was rubbing his nose along his gland and murmuring what a good alpha he was.

But the band wasn’t in their seats for long as they were up next to perform their hit single “Hell’s Lookin’ Better Than Heaven”. Steve sighed at his loss but thankfully the next seat filler was stately looking gentleman who had been to fifty of these events as a seat filler. He loved the free food and even though they weren’t allowed to drink, they got sent home with a nice bottle of wine at the end of the night to make up for it.

If Steve hadn’t been excited to see Corroded Coffin play, he would have spent the whole time talking to the dear fellow.

Between him and the beta woman, Steve was able to relax again.

The song was okay, but the way they put their heart and soul into their playing, Steve could see why they were so popular.

Sadly the song was over and so was Steve’s time with the gentleman. Whom Steve was happy to tell Eddie all about.

Eddie smiled that sweet dimpled smile and kissed Steve cheek. “He sounds wonderful, Stevie.”

If Corroded Coffin won the next two awards, they would be backstage until the end of the show.

So Steve decided to soak up as much attention from Eddie as he could. He giggled a little when Eddie when right back to rubbing Steve’s earring.

“It’s my good luck charm now, baby,” Eddie cooed. “Not gonna be able to stop.”

Steve kissed Eddie deeply. “And I wouldn’t ask you to.”

Musicians, actors, and athletes were all superstitious by nature and he had been taught to lean into that regardless of what his beliefs on the matter actually were.

Besides Steve got it. Win a game three times in a row wearing the same pair of socks? Those are lucky now.

So if Eddie thought rubbing Steve’s earring was lucky, then he would let him continue.

Then it was time for the Song of the Year.

And at least this time the presenters didn’t try to make horrible small talk before they announced the winner.

“And the award goes to...”

“‘Hell’s Lookin’ Better Than Heaven’ by Corroded Coffin!” they shouted into the microphone.

The band was losing their collective shit.

Eddie picked Steve up and spun him around. “We won!”

“Sure did, love,” Steve murmured. “Now go up and get it, you beast!”

Eddie spun him around again and then ran up after his bandmates.

“This is the one we never expected to win,” Eddie said into the mic, tearing up. “There were too many great songs nominated. But this is an absolute honor. This one is for you, mama!” He kissed his lips and blew it to the sky.

He stepped away from the mic to let Jeff and the producer to give their thanks.

Then they all walked off stage.

Steve was on pins and needles now. Either they lost and would be back down in their seats for Solo Artist of the Year or they would win and they would be be doing the whole press junket again.

The big jumbotron showed the band backstage as the nominations were read, they had their arms around each other and their heads down.

Last year’s winners fumbled with the envelope as they struggled to get it open.

The bassist gripped, “Who the hell seals these things?”

Finally the drummer just ripped the top off like a letter and flipped it open.

“Corroded Coffin!”

The jumbotron showed Eddie and his bandmates just jumping up and down screaming. Then they were being shoved back on stage by their manager, Benny.

Eddie kissed all the other band’s members on the cheek as he went past them to get their final award for the night.

Steve let out a wolf whistle. Eddie looked out into the crowd and spotted him waving and whistling.

Eddie waved back.

“God,” he breathed into the microphone. “I am so grateful, I am just overflowing with gratitude to the academy and all those who voted for us. This album came from a place of love and how to find it in the darkness. It means so much to me that it found a place in people’s hearts. Thank you!”

Each of the members of the band gave their speeches and they were ushered off stage again.

Steve didn’t even bother looking at the person who filled Eddie’s seat. The show was almost over and he was so ready to be out of there and out of this dress.

He knew it made him and whoever he was with look good. That was the point of it after all. But he couldn’t wait to get into the suit and mesh top that he was wearing to the after party.

He stood up and Robin was at his side in an instant.

“Eddie told me to tell you to go ahead and get changed,” Robin said into Steve’s ear to be heard over the din of the exiting crowd, “he’s going to be awhile.

Steve nodded. He knew the drill. She had his garment bag slung over one arm as she led the way out of the main area and into the halls. Troy was right behind them.

Robin led him to a room he could change into and Troy stood guard outside the door.

Steve stripped completely, changing everything including his underwear. Thongs were great for mini dresses but a literal pain in the ass for suit pants.

He refreshed his makeup and double checked his hair. Once he was satisfied, he nodded to Robin.

She knocked on the door to let Troy know they were coming out.

“Eddie’s security just checked in,” Troy said, falling in step with both Robin and Steve. “He’s on his way out to the front and will meet us at the car.”

“Sounds good,” Steve said and let them usher him to the car.

Just before the stepped out, Troy whispered. “There are press out there and they’ll want you to comment on Corroded Coffin’s wins tonight. But their management wants you to ‘no comment’.”

Steve took a deep breath. He knew why they didn’t want him to say anything, but he was proud of them all for their well earned wins. Steve looked to Robin.

She shrugged. “I mean, you aren’t under contract with the label anymore not after you two officially became a couple, but don’t rock the boat too hard, yeah?”

Steve nodded again and stepped out back onto the red carpet.

“Steve! Steve!” came the shouts of the paparazzi.

“Are you and Eddie going back to your hotel to celebrate?”

Steve snorted, that one was easy. “No comment!”

“Eddie is expected to be at the Vanity Fair after party, are you going to be there?”

Steve glanced down at his changed outfit and raised a questioning eyebrow at the guy before rolling his eyes and ignoring him.

“Steve!” another paparazzo called. “What are your thoughts on Corroded Coffin’s wins tonight?”

And then it hit him. Why the label didn’t want him to say anything. The first time he had heard the song they were nominated for was that night. He wasn’t a fan of Corroded Coffin. He had friends that were, but he wasn’t.

“I’m happy they won,” was all of he said.

It wasn’t the ‘no comment’ the label wanted, but it was vague enough that he could get away with it.

Troy and Robin nodded. He had said the right thing.

There were more questions thrown at him but he sailed through the ordeal with aplomb.

He slipped into the car, hoping that Eddie was already there, but no such luck.

“You okay?” Xander asked, looking at him through the rearview mirror.

Steve let out a sigh. “Yeah. Nothing I haven’t heard before.”

Xander raised his eyebrow and Steve huffed out a laugh.

“Yeah, okay,” Steve admitted. “I wasn’t expecting it from a seat filler. I thought they vetted those more thoroughly than that.”

Xander nodded. “Starcourt management is already looking into it. That place was filled with escorts, how did that guy manage to not offend one before you.”

Steve hummed his agreement. He had wondered that, too. “I think he was after me specifically. I got asked if clients had canceled on me after it was announced I was dating Eddie. I know none of them canceled...”

“But maybe it angered people who were going to request you enough to not even try?”

Steve nodded back. “Yeah.”

Just then the door was yanked open and Eddie practically threw himself onto the backseat of the car.

He was pissed.

Steve immediately went into soothe alpha mode. “Hey, love, you okay?”

“I’m suing someone for slander,” he huffed, “and before you think I’m over reacting, Benny, my manager is the one that suggested it.”

Steve raised an eyebrow. “If it was about me, sweetie, you’re going to have to get in line behind Starcourt. They take those things very seriously.”

Eddie blinked at him a moment, but that seemed to settle something in him and relaxed. “Good.”

Steve giggled as he was pulled onto his lap. “I’m so proud of you, Eds. You were three for three tonight.”

Eddie kissed him soundly. “I was indeed, I was right. You were my good luck charm.”

“Pleasure to have been of service,” Steve cooed.

Xander pulled out into traffic and Steve slid off Eddie’s lap and sat down next to him.

“It was a little rough today,” he murmured.

Eddie sighed. “Yeah, it was. I’m not sure why. Gareth has taken escorts to events before as have several people I know. But they were out to get you tonight.”

Steve sighed and took Eddie’s hand. He played with the rings as he gathered his thoughts.

“I think it’s because I’m so young in being courted,” Steve murmured.

Eddie frowned and turned in the seat a little to get a better look at him. “What do you mean?”

Steve let out a shuddering breath. “Most escorts that bond are in their late thirties/early forties. Meaning they’ve had a couple of decades under their belt, but I’m not even thirty yet and all they can see is someone who is trying to honey trap one of the greatest rockstars of the era.”

Eddie rubbed his face with his free hand. “Shit, baby. I didn’t realize. But it’s ridiculous because you made more last year then the whole band did. If anything, I’m trying to honey trap you.”

Steve lowered his eyelids. “Does that mean we’re going to get sticky later?”

Eddie nearly choked on his own tongue. “Yeah, baby. We’re gonna get sticky tonight.”

Steve leaned in close, but Eddie put up a finger. “After the after party, you fiend!”

Steve pouted, but he wasn’t serious. He knew that Eddie needed to see and be seen after winning big tonight.

He just was going to tease his boyfriend about it first.

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Warning inane ramble incoming, it’ll probably be annoying I apologize. (*_ _)人 I spent the last several days reading every post here. I managed to convince myself to start liking some (sorry about that I’m sure it was annoying to get all those notifications) I have this weird thing where I get nervous about liking older posts cuz I mean it’s been a long time and it’s unprompted so that’s weird right? It feels weird like I’m doing something wrong or I’m being annoying, I considered reblogging too but somehow that felt worse? Sorry I am not good with social rules they confuse me both on and offline Idk my brain is wrong and I’m just a nervous socially anxious snail. (＞﹏＜)

Anyways just wanted to gush about how much I love it here and I’m never leaving (´꒳`) ♡ First and foremost Yniol has a special place in my heart they will forever be my favorite bestie (*＾ω＾)人(＾ω＾*), yes I am biased as my partner is grey and though they don’t play IFs they were thrilled to learn about your character! Also your writing is just phenomenal, your fans are fun and creative, your characters give such warm and positive energy I love them so much they’re perfect, the inclusivity is such chefs kiss ( ´ з `) 🤌🏻✨, the angst is delicious, the fluff is so sweet and comforting, the spice is ... very blush-worthy (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄). This has been a journey I laughed, I cried, I giggled, and I blushed and I have enjoyed every bit of it from pasta discourse to Moldien cult wars to Arthur bunnies, I’ve had the most wonderful time. Now my mind is gonna be filled with Arthurian stuff for months my maladaptive daydreaming is having the time of its life I have a road trip next week and I’m so looking forward to just staring out a window for 6+hours while my Hound's just alternating daydream adventures with the cast o(≧▽≦)o. Also speaking of your amazingly wonderful, sweet, and supportive cast I have decided my (though I love them all) favorite poly pairings are Arthur/Morien and whole crew polycule I’d sell my soul for those but I 100% understand why you can’t really do that. I don’t think I have the endurance in me to code a single poly no matter how much I wish it so the fact you’re doing any let alone several is just god tier you are awe inspiring.

Alas I have rambled far far to much I wish I could be more eloquent in expressing just how much I enjoyed experiencing all of this but for now this is the best I can do (╥ω╥). Thank you for sharing your wonderful work it’s truly a gift to experience. ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧ I wish you wealth, health, and all the best in all your creative endeavors. -🐌

No, please please do not apologize. You made my entire week <3 This ask is straight up going into the folder where i keep my motivation to write and to be just a little proud of my work, thank you so so much for sending it.

For anyone having the same thoughts about liking or reblogging old posts: please do it. When I see the notifications, get very giddy and pleased, and I hope you are enjoying the food. Liking, and especially reblogging things, even more so if you add tags and reactons, not only fills me with glee but it also reminds me of old asks that I want to reblog again for new followers. So yeah, I love it, please feel free to go on a liking/reblogging spree!

You are so relatable for the maladaptive daydreaming (this game was absolutely born out of my own mental movies), I wish I could speed up the writing and editing for the next update so you can read it while you travel but I'm afraid it's a lost cause (I have been working on things, even now, but I am currently rewriting like half of it and while it is way better it takes sooo much time and energy). Knowing my characters and story are in someone's thoughts it the best kind of reward I need. I will never likely monetise this game, so this is the thing I wish to leave people with, and I hope the characters can be comforting and keep you company <3

You have no idea how much I would love to write the full polycule... maybe one day :,) But don't lose hope for the Arthur/Morien poly yet, as I decided to cancel the Gwyar/Morien poly and now I have a potentially free slot. In any case, awww, please know that this ask made me so happy today and will be in my thoughts as tkh is in yours.

Please have a lovely day and a lovely week and also a very lovely trip! Thank you again so so much!!

#lovely adorable anons #also never apologize for sening asks in anon i understand #i do the same #(anxiety)#love you!!#anon love

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Boy Next Door (m) Ch.4 (fin) | BBH

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut

Warnings: Baek being the neighbor we’re all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), some altercations, a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex

Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 3.7k (pt.4)

Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be… a perfect match?

Chapter Masterlist: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)

Author’s note: Yesss, the time has come for the final part of the series to drop~ This is more on the fluffy side tbh, but I hope you find it to be a pleasant ending to this mini-series. As usual, please don't be shy to leave feedback in any way you prefer, I track all of your replies/ reblogs/ asks ❤️ And thank you for giving so much love to my stories, I do appreciate that a lot!!

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‘I can’t believe you didn’t tell me earlier!!’

Yuki was over for girl’s night, and this time, she wasn’t the only one gushing about her prosperous sex life.

‘I was waiting for test results.’

‘Huh? Test results?’

You realized that you’d just spilled all the beans you didn’t intend to spill.

‘Uh- we didn’t exactly- you know?’

‘What?’ She asked suspiciously, probably not even imagining that you could get so careless.

‘Well…’ You swirled your hand around abstractly.

‘I don’t know what that means- Wait. No, you didn’t!?’ Judging by her lit-up eyes, she guessed right. ‘You little hoe!!’

‘Look who’s talking.’

‘Yes, I’m talking. And I want to know everything. Starting with the result of that test, actually. You stupid hoe.’

Sighing, you rolled your eyes.

‘It’s negative. Thankfully… But it was really stupid of me, I know.’

‘Well, did he at least pull out on time? It’s not a safe option, but the timing is somewhat important…’

‘He did. Although he said, he’s never had sex without condoms.’

‘Damn. I should change what I said to ‘you lucky hoe’! I hope you took that test properly.’

You nodded. That was the first time you had to march into a pharmacy to get pregnancy tests. And you had no clue about how to choose out of the dozens of available options. The only reason you were able to ask for help was that you wore a mask – to save you some face, literally.

But that landed you with a few options and some instructions to follow. You had also gotten your period after your two-day sexcapade with Baekhyun, so you were pretty sure you were lucky this time. But you were still concerned with the long-term options. Something you’d left for the future discussion with your physician.

There were other things on your mind right now.

‘Actually, there’s something else that’s been bothering me.’ You mentioned reluctantly. ‘We haven’t… made it official. I mean- he hasn’t asked me yet. Is that… indicative of anything?’

The thought was bugging you daily.

The words ‘Would you be my girlfriend?’ or anything of the sort, had never left your neighbor’s mouth. And you were the one who shamelessly got drunk, ended up in his bed, made him sleep in it with you, and then… Weren’t you so very eager to jump into having sex with him?

Not to mention that you’d stayed at his place for two whole days, Sunday being filled by more domestic delights, and… Even more sex. It seemed like Baekhyun was focused on you and completely insatiable. You couldn’t remember doing it more than once or twice a day, so you were stunned as you realized you had gone four times. His stamina was surprisingly remarkable.

It was a relief that you had to eventually leave his apartment, for you had to work on Monday. As you ran a bath at your place, you realized how sore and exhausted you were. The fact that just a couple days prior, you got shitfaced was probably a contributing factor, but also, the amount of physical activity was very unusual for your body. Though this was a great type of exhaustion, and you had the deepest sleep that night.

But now, almost two weeks later, you were pretty anxious about how your relationship was progressing. Relaying all of the basics to your friend and asking for her opinion was supposed to make you feel better; however, she shared your concerns.

‘This is weird. So, he had time to sex you up multiple times but not ask you a simple question?’ She frowned. ‘You know how it is here, Y/N… You’re not official until you say the words.’

You knew. And that wasn’t even the only cause for your uncertainty.

‘It’s not only that, but… We haven’t really hung out since.’ You mumbled, expecting a big reaction from your friend.

‘What?! Is the bastard ghosting you??’ She rose from her seat, looking ready to burst into his apartment and give him a piece of her mind.

‘No, he um- he had to go to some distant town for a work assignment. He told me that there might not be any internet connection since they would be on some military base or something like that. He said it would last a bit over a week, and then he’ll visit his family for a few days and get in touch with me from there.’

‘So, has he?’

‘So far… No.’ You admitted.

Yuki huffed, her eyebrows knitting together angrily.

‘Yah. That seems fishy as hell. Why wouldn’t he at least send you a text? Who disappears after having someone over for the entire weekend of fucking??’

‘We weren’t doing it the entire weekend…’ You mumbled, feeling your cheeks heat up again.

‘Come on! He didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend, disappeared on a ‘mission’ that sounds unrealistic, and hasn’t gotten back to you for almost two weeks? Wow, was I wrong about him.’

You scratched your temple, exhaling hopelessly. She just voiced everything that you thought to yourself. You kept giving him the benefit of the doubt in your head, but she was right. It was too odd for someone to vanish into thin air like this right after what had happened between the two of you. This was the hard truth, and it hit your softest, most vulnerable spot. Your heart.

‘I guess so,’ you muttered, voice a bit scratchy with the inevitable tears you held back. ‘What do I even do now, Yu? I like him a lot, which is precisely why I didn’t want to start anything…’

‘First of all, stop crying. If he decided to do this on purpose, he is a dickhead. And doesn’t even deserve to call you his girlfriend.’

She reached out her hands to wipe the stray tears off your cheeks.

‘Second… You need to grow some balls, Y/N. Don’t let people take you for granted or make you feel less than you are!’ She said in a serious tone. ‘I’ve told you this before: you shouldn’t retreat to your shell when someone attacks. You’re strong, beautiful, and an amazing person, capable of giving them hell if you need to!’

Snorting at Yuki’s passionate speech straight out of some girl power drama, you shook your head.

‘Yes, you are! Stop feeling sorry. If someone hurts you – don’t let them. I don’t mean Baekhyun exclusively. You know you’ve been in various situations lately where defending yourself was vital. Stop being a good, cautious girl who gets into her own head before saying anything. Act the way you want, and if someone is offended – it’s their problem. I’ve seen you speak your mind before, and it was damn powerful. That’s why it’s time that you do it for you.’

It wasn’t hard to guess what she was referring to. You’d been keen on staying collected on the outside and hid your emotions fairly well. You’d never let your struggles show, even when you were going through a difficult time at your previous job. You preferred crying in the restroom during lunch break to letting anyone know. You didn’t want to deal with that. Sad or angry, you processed every thought before opening your mouth and saying something, just because you knew how hot-tempered you could become if you didn’t keep your tongue in check.

However, you did let it slip sometimes, mostly when someone hurt the people you love, as opposed to you. A couple years ago, you had to pick Yuki up from a random party she was stuck at, and there was a guy who made unwanted moves on her. As you arrived at the scene, you had to search the entire house for her until you walked into the kitchen, where the bloke was trying to kiss her while she was shoving him away. You vaguely recalled what you did… grabbing his shoulder to turn him around, kneeing him in the balls without hesitation. Yuki later shared that she sobered up as she heard you swearing excessively at him. You told him everything on your mind, and he was scared to talk back. Apparently, you looked like a force of nature back then.

And although this wasn’t the first time you’d done something like this, it was mostly reserved for someone else. But now that you were contemplating your life… You found that you might’ve been missing the point all along.

‘Actually… You have a point, Yu.’

Your best friend blinked, surprised by your response. She’d been trying to get through to you many times before, and now you finally listened?

‘Why should I always be the one to swallow my pride or feel uncomfortable? I’ve always been a good girl, and where did it get me?’ You wiped your face dry. ‘I’m not gonna do a one-eighty and become a crazy bitch now, but it’s time to let go. I won’t try to reach him or wait for him at the door. If he was one of the bastards who thought I was too boring to have a relationship with, well… Fuck him then. I’m done with feeling bad about myself.’

‘Yay! That’s what I’m saying. You go, girl!’

‘I’m sure I’ll get over him in no time. Yes, we’re neighbors; it’s gonna be awkward. But why should I be the one worried about it? I’ll be sure to let him know I don’t give a shit about him and his stunts if I ever see him again.’

‘That’s the spirit, Y/N-ah! Gosh, this calls for a celebration. Where’s the champagne I brought last time?’

‘I hoped you’d ask. In the fridge.’ You chuckled.

‘Coming right up,’ she winked, already headed to the cupboard to get the glasses.

***

Friday rolled in, having you overcome the struggles of getting work done while having your head elsewhere. Your office hours were so long and miserable that you were dead set on doing your house chores and then going straight to bed tonight. Just to sleep in tomorrow, wake up completely free for the day, and order from your favorite restaurant and chill. If anyone deserved a feast, it was definitely you! Rewarding yourself for getting through the week and spending five minutes not thinking about your personal life was a great achievement in your book. Maybe not great, but a triumph.

Walking up to the entrance, you saw a tall figure there.

It didn’t seem familiar until you were a ten-second walk away. Then you realized – it was that woman. That one who broke into Baekhyun’s apartment while you were there. And the one who called him up about having dinner together at his place.

Your first instinct was to turn around and sneak through another entry point. You hated confrontation, especially in case you didn’t initiate it. At this time, all you wanted was a quiet evening, and it was about to be ruined.

Your pride, however, didn’t allow you to back down. Suddenly, your conversation with Yuki replayed in your mind. She was right; you shouldn’t let anyone treat you that way or make you feel any less. And if you had to withstand a pointless attack, you could simply fire back. With that in mind, you reached the gate.

‘You!’ The voice made you sigh and brace yourself before turning around. ‘It is you! I’ve seen you before.’

‘Congrats,’ you shrugged, ready to walk away.

She grabbed your forearm.

‘Are you going to Baekhyun again?’

‘I find it unlikely that my destination is any of your business. Let go of me.’

She gritted her teeth, squeezing your arm painfully.

‘Listen, whore. I’ve been working on him for months, and as soon as I’ve made progress, you swing by and think you’re-’

‘No, you listen, bitch.’ You ripped out of her grasp, completely fed up with this. ‘I don’t care if you think you’re entitled to have him. But let me tell you this. I live on the thirteenth floor, so if I see you there again, I’m calling the police. Stop creeping around my house and get a life.’

‘You-’

‘Is everything alright?’ You turned to the security, who most likely caught your exchange in front of the gates on CC TV and decided to come check it out.

‘Yes,’ you nodded, pressing your code in and pushing through the entrance. ‘This person is blacklisted on our building, check under Byun Baekhyun. And please make sure she doesn’t sneak in and cause more trouble.’

‘Of course.’ The guard made sure the door was appropriately locked after you.

The woman, whose name you still didn’t know, shouted profanities at your back as you walked away.

You hated confrontation, but this felt good.

Later this evening, you gladly told your best friend about it.

‘Damn, you should’ve called me as soon as you got home! This is so cool,’ she yelled as you relayed the story.

‘I wanted to clean up first. You know we talk for hours… I'm glad I did; I’m sure I’d have zero energy if I had to do it now. I’m already in bed and so sleepy.’

As if to emphasize your point, you let out a loud yawn.

‘How graceful. I am in bed too, but I wish I could see her face when you… Is there a way to get my hands on the security footage?? I’d flirt with your guards just to have a chance to see that!’

You heard someone grumble in the background.

‘I’m sure you’d love to see that footage just as much as me, Seokie,’ she teased.

‘Ew, don’t tell me you’re in bed with Hoseok right now!’

‘What if I am? Jealous?’ She asked, and you rolled your eyes.

‘Sure. I hate you lovebirds.’

‘He’s been eavesdropping on your story about that bitch you put in her place, and he looks impressed.’

‘You go, Y/N-ah!’ You heard Hoseok shout.

‘Thanks,’ you giggled, feeling at ease. ‘That’s at least one source of frustration off my shoulders.’

‘Aw, you’re still upset about that bastard going MIA on you?’

‘I’m trying not to think about it. But… Baekhyun’s either been offline everywhere or has blocked me. I just keep thinking… If it’s the former, what if something happened?’’

‘Oh ,Y/N. I hate that you’re this kind. Next time you see him, tell him off just like his stalker.’

‘I guess,’ you agreed weakly. ‘Anyways, tomorrow is a new day, and I have great plans, so I need to sleep now.’

‘By great plans you mean ordering food and wearing pajamas all day?’

‘You know me so well! Don’t bother coming over, I’m not gonna share. It’s a me-day.’

‘Ugh, what a hoe.’

‘I’m hanging up.’

You put your phone away, giggling at her goodbye growl. She always knew when to tease you to make you relax, and it was one of the reasons you considered her a great friend.

She was always there to back you up and listen to your whining, if needed. At least when you went back to being alone again, you weren’t completely alone.

***

You danced eagerly to the door, ready to pick up your order. It was afternoon, and you were hungrier than a wolf. The delivery guy had just sent you a picture of your package, so you were to simply get it at your doorstep. Which was how you preferred it – living alone as a woman could be slightly creepy, so all contacts with strangers were to be avoided. Your apartment building had great security, but… better safe than sorry.

Thinking all that, you opened the door without checking if the coast was clear. Since you were already crouched to get the package off the floor, you instantly saw a pair of legs in front of you. Male legs. Someone was standing right outside of your door.

You quickly glanced up, meeting the chocolate eyes.

And then grabbed the doorknob, trying to shut the door. But a swift foot in the doorway prevented you from doing so.

‘Whoa, wait a second, Y/N-ah!’

You still wouldn’t budge, so Baekhyun continued.

‘I know what it must’ve looked like, but let me explain. Please, Y/N. I know I fucked up.’

He tried stealing a glance at your face through the crack on the door, but you turned away.

‘Why should I listen to a single word you say?’

‘Don’t you want to know what really happened?’

Trying to make up your mind, you looked down at the package in your other hand.

‘I’ll need five minutes tops to set the table.’ You announced, letting go of the doorknob and allowing him to follow you inside. ‘Be done till then, I don’t wanna spoil my healthy appetite.’

You said that while walking towards the kitchen to get your food out. Baekhyun put something suspicious on the floor and stepped into the kitchen silently.

Expecting him to start the explanation, you huffed.

‘Your time is going to be up before you know it!’

‘I’m sorry.’ He said, voice heavy with guilt. ‘I’m sorry if I made you upset. I know we agreed that I’d stay in touch, and I didn’t. But I promise you I didn’t disappear on purpose.’

You began taking out containers of food from your delivery.

‘My phone was handed in the entire assignment because that base wouldn’t allow any devices inside but our pre-approved laptops. I was planning to text you as soon as I arrived at my family home because when I received my phone back it was dead.’

Listening to him talk, you avoided looking his way. You wanted to process his words without any additional… distractions. It was time to be rational; meeting his warm, guilty gaze again would cost you half of your battle spirit.

‘I left it to charge as soon as I got home, but…’

He made a big, almost theatrical pause.

‘But?’ You nudged, wishing to know the truth.

‘I don’t know how to say this… Uh- Siwoo wanted to take a picture of something outside just to be playful and accidentally dropped it out the window.’

It was your turn to pause. Was he kidding you with that story?? You couldn’t believe he was trying to blame all of this on a child.

Your thoughts must’ve displayed clearly on your face, so he fished his phone out of his back pocket.

It was brand new. It was evident that the model was upgraded, and the color was different, too.

‘I restored the photos from the cloud, I can show you the picture he too—’

The shiny new device was proof enough for you, and you weren’t willing to have him provide you with further evidence of his innocence. Nevertheless, you wanted to make sure he was genuine in his apology.

‘Why couldn’t you at least call our building and ask them to give me a message?’

He stood there, stupefied, for what seemed like an eternity before his expression turned into a sheepish grin.

‘I could’ve… done that?’ He mumbled, scratching the back of his head.

Clearly, the thought had never crossed his mind.

You rolled your eyes and turned to the kitchen counter. The table was set, and you only needed to get the plates. The prettier ones were reserved for the rare occasions when you had guests, so you had to reach for them.

‘Y/N…’ Baekhyun whined, sounding uncharacteristically childish in his desperation. ‘I also brought you an ‘I’m sorry’ present…’

Hearing this made you snap.

‘Why would you do that? It’s not like we’re dating!’

He was taken aback by your words.

‘What do you mean we’re not?’ He asked, completely bewildered. ‘Are you seeing someone else?’

‘No, but-’ It was your turn to mumble. ‘You never asked me…’

Baekhyun looked at you as if you were crazy. Then, his frown transformed into something else.

‘Oh god, Y/N…’ He sighed, leaning on the counter behind you with one hand. ‘I thought it was obvious. I was serious about you from the very beginning, but if you want me to say it, I will say it.’

You waited for him to finish.

‘Please be informed that I’ve considered you my girlfriend this entire time. And I know I fucked up, so… are you gonna break up with me?’

‘I’m debating it,’ you responded gruffly.

‘Y/N-ah,’ He pressed, still hovering over you while his arm inched closer and closer to your frame. ‘I’ll do anything you want to make it up to you.’

Taking in his hopeful eyes, you pointed to the kitchen cabinet.

‘I need plates.’

Following the direction of your index finger, Baekhyun looked up. He reached over you, almost hugging you with one arm, and gave you what you wanted.

‘Thank you.’

He perked up, a question in his eyes. ‘What now?’

Although you were still grumpy, your heart was beginning to warm up to him. So easily.

‘Go sit at the table. I’m hungry.’

Baekhyun’s chocolate orbs instantly lit up.

‘Does it mean you forgive me?’

The hopefulness of his tone made your façade crack.

‘You’ve mentioned a goodie bag?’ You squinted at the huge paper bag he left at the door, just to avoid crumbling right in front of him.

Baekhyun smiled cheekily.

‘It’s all yours. Babe.’

You ignored the term of endearment, turning your back on him to hide your warming cheeks.

‘Get yourself another set of chopst—’

Your boyfriend gave you an abrupt back hug.

‘B-Baekhyun?’

‘I really missed you, Y/N-ie.’ He whispered in your ear, nearly busting your eardrum with a kiss. ‘Also, my entire family wants to meet you…’

‘What?? Already?’

‘Mhm. And here you were, thinking we weren’t even dating,’ he snickered. ‘Once I got you, I’m not letting you go.’

‘You are,’ you huffed. ‘Otherwise, you’re standing between me and food. And I got an appetite, you know?’

‘I know.’ His smile tickled your neck pleasantly. ‘It’s one of the many things I love about you.’

It was impossible to turn into mush faster than you did.

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A/N: Okaaaay, we're done with another mini-series!!! Congrats to you and I haha Thank you for following this story till the end <3 And a huge thank you to all of my lovely readers that left their comments to each installment of the series! Ily 💕

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daichiduskdrop · 1 year

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Chapter 36

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: none :)

Words: 3949

A/N: Hi everyone! So sorry for such a long, unannounced break. I needed to take some time off. The updates will probably be less frequent, but I'll try my best to post.

Also, if there are any mistakes regarding the story line not lining up, please let me know! I might have forgotten about something and not realised! :( (Cupcake reveal is coming soon dw!)

How are you? I hope you well and care.

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Jungkook nor Yoongi could help but gush and coo over you. Not only were their protective and alpha headspaces triggered by your still-dropped form, but just seeing you tightly cuddle up to the packalpha made their hearts flutter.

The youngest alpha held you close, gently fretting over you. Sure, you have cried yourself to sleep, but he couldn't help himself.

You were their courted omega, hopefully one day their own truly, and it really upsets them whenever you would cry or drop in their presence.

Frankly, it broke their hearts, shattered even, knowing that they were meant to be there to calm you down and make sure you were okay.

They didn't have as much experience with omegas as they might have thought they did before they got to meet you and start the courting—gosh, they were so wrong.

Of course, Jungkook's friend Juwon had an omega in his pack, but the youngest alpha never really got around to truly talk to him that often.

When the pack would hold meet and greets and see their fans up close, they got to meet all of the different second genders at once, so they have seen many omegas to be truthful, it was quite usual.

Only when a different K-pop group, not as well known as BTS but having a pretty large fan base, promoted and held their own meet and greet, and a terrible accident happened, did the whole industry shaken.

While crowds were known to unsettle and frighten omegas, as well as the loud noises, many fans just wanted to see the idols and would take the risk.

And it got especially risky when the price of the entrance was too high for the whole pack to get, ending with sometimes just the omega by themselves.

When the meet and greet of the K-pop group happened, it was quite a few years ago. Back then, one of the band members has suffered an injury, making them unable to participate.

Though, as the group felt bad for the short notice, they didn't want to leave any of their fans in dissapointment, and so the injured member came over to quickly wave at everyone and chat for a short while before they were ushered away again—or so was the plan.

As the leader of the group came over to see their sweet fans, the overpacked room was filled with loud shouts of excitement and joy, though quickly turning into cries of distress and worry.

The mass of fans moved over quickly, and so many of the naturally smaller or shorter ones started to get pushed around and would stumble, eventually ending in many of them tripping and falling over.

The giant group of fans of all different scents, which just confused everyone in general, alphas, betas, and omegas all included, was too much for anyone to be able to truly notice the source of fans distress.

The chaos and panic only continued as the idols tried to calm everyone down. The leader, though injured, stayed behind to try and help, but the room was far too full, and there was soon just a mess.

The K-pop group disbanded soon after, ending their contracts after the terrible news of the two fans who were suffocated and stepped over until they had to be taken to a hospital.

Their identities haven't been revealed to protect them, though after a long while, the constant questions and worries regarding their well-being ended with a final message.

While one was on a good path to recovery, the other, a young omega boy, has ended up in a coma and seems not to be about to wake up any time soon. The pack that the omega was with took it the worst, for sure.

And so, after the terrible incident, which ended with many unsettled cries and shouts, a death, and many things to worry about, most of the meet and greets of all groups have been postponed.

Eventually, all that has purchased or won a ticket in some way has been refunded, until about a year or so forward since the accident, when the first meet and greet in the entire industry was held again.

This time, though, the rules applied were so much more strict and harsh, as only about half of the people who usually got to go were allowed, much less tickets sold.

And the biggest difference of all was that the event was only for betas and alphas.

Truthfully, no alpha in the right mind would dare let their omega go to such an event after the terrible news, too worried it could happen to their own too.

Nowadays, events where the idols interact the most with their fans are still usually held for alphas and betas only. A separate event is then held for omegas, but it is required to go with the packalpha of their pack.

The rules have become stricter in order to keep everyone safe.

Jungkook knew very well that he would have to always look out for you and take care of everything for you, but the alpha realised that was, honestly, something he found so fulfilling and rewarding.

And so, the young alpha held you to his chest, his own scent gland carefully close to your nose as he rested your face against the crook of his neck, cradling you close.

Yoongi wasn't much better, constantly combing his fingers through your hair gently, with little soothing pecks left on your forehead and your head.

The older alpha held your palm in his, his thumb softly rubbing over your knuckles in hopes of calming you and keeping you reminded of his presence, even if you weren't too aware at the moment.

Soon, Jungkook sighed out. After you truly smelled like all three of them, he stood up with you in his arms.

„Jungkook-”

„Let's go home, Hyung; I want to take babybun home.” The youngest didn't look over to the packalpha, too caught up with watching over you.

Namjoon sighed. Truly, there wasn't anything more he wished for more than to have you safe and sound in their packhouse right now.

The packalpha wished they would have the den to have you nest and calm down in, but they didn't, and so they would have to deal with it.

Sharing quick goodbyes with Yuki and Moonsik, which both understood well and promised to not be bothered or upset, the three alphas went on to leave.

They made quick work, shuffling through the lightly busy mall, both Namjoon and Yoongi watchful and protective over you in Jungkook's arms.

Whoever seemed to just glance over for a second too long received a harsh glare back or a sudden release of very agitated pheromones, scaring them off.

And so, the pack went up the small stairs to the underground parking lot, with Yoongi's car in view soon enough when the oldest alpha led them over.

He wanted to keep you in his arms for a while longer, but seeing how the youngest quickly shuffled to the backseat the moment he unlocked the Hyundai, he would just have to wait.

Since Namjoon didn't drive, Yoongi would, and so he sighed again, turning on the engine as he waited for everyone to buckle in.

„Kook, you can't sit with your pup on your lap. That's not safe for either of you."

The packalpha said, his voice gentle and calm. Joon understood the youngest very well and knew he was in a headspace that was too hard for him to leave for now.

Jungkook needed to keep you close; he needed to feel you against his chest, your heartbeat, your scent—to know you were safe and sound.

And so he let a light growl leave him the moment the packalpha turned around to try and pry off his strong hold onto you. The youngest didn't realise it was his hyung, and even that wouldn't matter that much now.

„Yah! Jungkook, stop this.” A much rougher Yoongi called out, just wanting to leave. He wanted you to be in their packhouse now, safe, with only them around, not all of these strangers in the mall to oogle at.

„Hyung-”

„No, we really need to go now. 'Mega will be next to you the whole drive.” And so Namjoon gently took you from the youngest arms, sliding you over so you would sit next to the alpha, your thighs touching.

As he buckled you in, he tugged on your seatbelt carefully, knowing you would be safe this way.

Namjoon closed the doors again, and as he took a seat at the front once more, he could see your head now resting against the alpha's shoulder, the youngest watchful eyes set on your form.

And so, the small group left the mall and started driving the short way to their packhouse.

The soft, omega headspace playlist was turned on, the alphas hoping you might calm down further even when you were asleep, your cheeks rosy and a bit puffy from crying your eyes out earlier.

"...what happened, Namjoon?” Yoongi asked calmly, his eyes set on the road. The snow was still around and pretty to look at. The alpha wished you would look at yourself and smile at how nice it was...

The packalpha wasn't sure himself, and so he only shook his head lightly, lost in thought. Surely, you would have to talk to them about everything later; this was important.

„...Have you called the others yet?” He asked his elder, and the said alpha was shaking his head likewise. „No, we rushed here...but we should probably call ahead."

And so Namjoon made quick work with the touchscreen, calling the eldest alpha of their pack, whom he hoped stayed home.

„Hello?”

„Hyung, we are on our way home now.”

The packalpha said, unsure as to how to really describe what went down without the eldest freaking out fully.

„Okay-”

„Y/N dropped, could you maybe set some stuff up?"

And so Namjoon ripped off the bandage, hoping Seokjin would understand—he knew he would.

„I- What? Is she okay? What happened?” With each question, the urgency in his voice doubled, and in the background of the call, there could be some shuffling heard.

„I don't know Hyung. She is with us now; we will be home soon.” Namjoon said calmly, rethinking every single step he and you took earlier.

You seemed so joyful too, telling him about this and that as you skipped along with him, happy and seemingly carefree.

The packalpha took a short look behind himself, seeing Jungkook carefully caress your hair and leave soft pecks everywhere now and then.

If it weren't for your still distressed scent, you might look peaceful and relaxed, but the alphas knew better.

And so Jin said his goodbyes, telling them to give you a peck for him and to have you stay strong.

They weren't much further from home; the Hyundai was just entering the expensive neighborhood, so it didn't take much longer before they arrived.

The snow crumbled and cracked under the tyres as Yoongi carefully parked, very watchful since he was driving the most precious cargo of his.

As soon as the engine turned off, the alphas went to shuffle out—not before the front doors of their packhouse were thrown open, though, with the rest of the alphas rushing over.

„Babycheeks?” The second youngest called out his eyes wide in worry as he came over. Jungkook was just about to climb out with you tightly held to his chest.

„Oh my gosh, princess-!” The other alpha gasped, seeing your still puffy cheeks and the pout you sported even during your sleep.

The youngest reluctantly let the oldest take you into his arms instead, Seokjins eyes roaming over your figure to see any possible damage, but to find none.

„Aigoo, babycub, come to alpha...” He whispered softly, pulling you even closer if that was possible.

With you safely tucked away in his arms, the alpha was quick to start the short walk back inside, with the rest of the men following trying to get at least a bit of their scent onto you.

Yea, you had them wrapped around your little finger, but they didn't put up a fight.

The moment Jimin and Jin started to untie your shoelaces, you stirred, your vision slightly blurry. Your head pounded, and a soft sniffle left you.

Immediately, both of the alphas and all the others which were currently discarding their own coats and jackets looked over, worry and care swimming in everyone's eyes.

Jimin was the quickest out of his daze, putting the pretty snow boot they got for you away, going from crouching before your sitting position to standing up a bit taller.

The alpha took you into his arms, picking you up to hold to his chest, his chin tucking your head away into the crook of his neck.

„Sh-sh-shhh princess, alpha is here now...” He whispered softly, your arms wrapped around his shoulders as Jin helped put away the other boot.

The packmembers stayed mostly quiet, watchful and worried, sad eyes set on you. They knew more than well, that something was wrong, but they could feel that this was not the right time to ask about it.

„How about a nap little pup?” The packalpha said gently, coming over to brush some of your hair behind your ear, his motions gentle and calm.

It wasn't truly a question, more of an advice he, and all of the rest, hoped you would follow. The tiny nod you gave in answer, before your cheek rested against Jimin's collarbone was more than enough.

And so, the young alpha trotted over to the living room, where in a quick haste Jin and Hobi brought over blankets and pillows of all kind, the two scent plushies and even a few of each hoodies.

To be truthful, the large couch was covered in all of their scents and so when Jimin gently placed you down in middle of the blankets, he was slightly surprised that you wouldn't let go.

His scent was quite literally all around you, he has scented you well too, just a short while earlier, so what was it?

„...stay, oppa...” You whispered, your voice laced with sadness and timidness, having the alpha immediately do whatever you wished for with no such worry.

And so, he crawled in behind you, his back against the backrest with you tightly pulled to his warm chest.

The rest of the packmembers eventually all walked over, each of the alphas making sure to give you as many sweet pecks as they saw fit, their eyes sweet and careful.

„Rest for a little while sunny-bub, alpha will be in his studio okay?” Hoseok whispered sweetly, his nose rubbing up against yours in a cute bunny-like kiss.

Truly, he was worried about you, deeply. Whatever set you off today was surely a bigger issue they would have to go over eventually, but for now, you just needed to have a nice rest of the day.

The alpha didn't feel comfortable having you out of sight for after your sudden drop, but he felt a bit better with Jimin staying with you. He would keep you safe.

And so, he left a soft peck on your forehead, hoping that your still bleary eyes would soon shut and you would enter a calmer dreamland.

Jungkook planned to go work out this afternoon, together with Namjoon, Yoongi and Jin, but the plans seemed to have changed, and for a great reason.

The youngest couldn't help but worry for you so much, like possibly never before, constantly smothering and cooing over your tightly cuddled up form.

Somehow, he couldn't leave you right now, the moment he wanted to get up from the crouched up form, he felt a pang right against his heart and could swear he heard just the tiniest whine come from your direction - and he was right back down next to you to scent you.

„Rest with them for a while Kook, you'll feel better.” Namjoon said knowingly, patting the young alpha's shoulder in understanding.

The packalpha wasn't much better, as he took a seat to the side of you, making sure you were safely tucked away underneath the blankets with both of those scent lambs in your arms.

And so, Jungkook layed down next to you, making sure your ear would rest right against his heartbeat in hopes of it to settle you down better.

Whenever anyone would come closer, the youngest alpha was wide awake, his arms tightly wrapped around you as you napped with Jimin too asleep behind you.

It was Jin this time, the eldest coming over with two coffee mugs in hand, handing one to the packalpha who thanked him quietly.

The oldest alpha took a seat next to Namjoon who was currently typing away on his notebook, though while Jungkook believed it was work related, turned out to be a scent-keychain website.

„Oh, that one is really cute, how about it?” Seokjin mused softly, careful so that his voice wouldn't wake you up. You needed to rest, for at least a little while.

The alpha pointed to the screen where a little teddy bear keychain with a cute, pink tie-up snow hat showed. Surely you would like one like this one?

Namjoon hummed softly, clicking onto the listing to see a specific description.

Introducing our luxurious Scent Plushie Keychain, the perfect accessory for omegas in search of a comforting connection to their pack members. Crafted from an incredibly soft and comfortable luxury material, this keychain is designed to provide a sensory experience unlike any other.

Measuring at approximately 10 cm in size, our Scent Plushie Keychain is small enough to be conveniently carried with you wherever you go. Whether it's attached to your keys, backpack, or stored in your pocket, this keychain ensures that you'll always have a piece of your pack member's scent close at hand.

Created specifically for omegas, the Scent Plushie Keychain allows you to hold onto not just one, but up to five different scents. This means you can carry the comforting aromas of multiple pack members, strengthening the bond between you and your pack.

Each of these scents is carefully preserved, allowing you to experience a rush of familiar emotions whenever you need it most. Whether you're feeling anxious, lonely, or simply need a moment of comfort, a quick sniff of your Scent Plushie Keychain can transport you back to a place of safety and security.

With its exquisite craftsmanship and attention to detail, this Scent Plushie Keychain is designed to be a cherished item, passed down through generations. It not only serves as a physical reminder of your pack members but also as an emblem of your unique place within your pack.

So why wait? Indulge yourself in the ultimate luxury for omegas with our Scent Plushie Keychain. Carry the scents of your pack members with you at all times, and let their comforting aroma surround you, even when they're physically far away. Experience the power of scent as you immerse yourself in the warmth and love of your pack, no matter where life takes you.

„That sounds perfect.” Jin whispered satisfied, it sounded really nice. It looked cute and surely you would like it. All that was left for them to choose their own ones to carry and you would be much safer in the future.

„Yea but look...” The packalpha said softly, opening a cleverly designed to conceal link, which unrolled another further information.

Product Warning:

Before purchasing our Plushie Keychain, we want to ensure that you have all the necessary information to make an informed decision. While our Plushie Keychain is designed with the intention of providing comfort and connection to omegas, it's important to exercise caution and consider the specific needs of your omega partner or self.

This Plushie Keychain has the capacity to hold up to five scents, allowing you to incorporate the comforting aromas of your pack members. However, it is crucial to first consult with your omega to determine if this is the right approach for them. Each omega has unique needs and preferences when it comes to emotional support, and the use of scents may not be suitable or effective for everyone.

We recommend engaging in open and honest communication with your omega partner to understand their specific desires and boundaries. Discussing their comfort level with scent-based items is essential before incorporating our Plushie Keychain into your dynamic.

While our Plushie Keychain can be a wonderful tool for fostering a sense of connection and comfort, it is crucial to respect the boundaries and preferences of your omega. If your omega expresses any discomfort or hesitation regarding the use of scents or this product specifically, we encourage you to explore alternative methods of support that align with their needs.

Remember, the well-being and emotional health of your omega should always be prioritized. Understanding and respecting their preferences is key to maintaining a healthy and thriving bond within the omegaverse.

Please exercise caution, engage in open dialogue, and ensure that the use of our Plushie Keychain aligns with the needs and desires of your omega partner or self. Together, you can navigate the omegaverse and nurture a strong and fulfilling connection.

„See? It only holds 5 scents, we need more...but everything else checks the list.” He said, slight dissapointment lacing his voice. Jin frowned, watching Namjoon exit the tab again, going back to the photo listings.

The eldest alpha stayed by for a while longer, the two together narrowing down the search using the filter to show only the 7+ scents options.

Much less options showed then, but still, the alphas eventually agreed on a MIFFY keychain, the packalpha adding it to the cart.

Soon after, Namjoon chose his own keychain he would keep around in case you would need to help get settled. Jin chose one himself, but they waited for the others to make their choice.

Just as the eldest went to ask Yoongi and Hoseok with Taehyung to take a look, the second oldest and youngest preparing spring rolls, you stirred.

Your eyes fluttered open, a soft yawn leaving you. You went to rub your eye with a loosely closed fist, only to have the packalpha lean over immediately.

„Sh-sh-shh, go back to sleep little pup, alpha is right here. I'm not going anywhere sweetheart...”

He said gently, placing your hand back beside the scent-toy, noticing Jungkook's half asleep eyes set on your form.

You whined softly, having the youngest lean over the right very moment, his nose and chin rubbing vigorously over your cheeks and face.

„It's okay babybun, oppa is here...” He whispered, his sweet eyes set on your form.

„B-But oppa...” You whispered, your voice a bit shallow and raspy from all the sobs and crying you did earlier.

At the sound of your voice, all the attention was onto you, Namjoon stopped the carefully tucking of the many blankets around you, his eyes gentle on your form.

„How about alpha reads for you for a bit then, hm? Come here my littlest pup, alpha will keep you safe...” He said softly, caressing your hair.

You whined out but still, nodded in agreement, letting the packalpha gently lift up your head to set onto his lap as he got comfortable.

With a pillow underneath you he so carefully set up for you, Namjoon sighed in content, relief clouding his mind. You were talking and you told them what you needed, even when not fully and completely.

You would be okay.

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BTS Reaction To You Getting Flustered

I’m not sure how well the writing is going to be in this post, I’m really writing this at 1 AM so I’m a little out of it. Anyways I just thought about this after watching a video of BTS being hilarious on interviews, so I said why not?

Some of these are going to be very long so I hope you don’t mind. And I really apologize for any cringy writing.

Seokjin

“Seokjin!” You squeaked as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and wrapped you up in his arms, practically carrying you to the couch so you two could snuggle.

You, becoming immensely shy, started to pull away, unable to meet his gaze, but he grabbed your hand to prevent you from leaving.

“Aish, where are you trying to go Y/N?” Seokjin pouted, suddenly doing an aegyo that made your cheeks redden. When you pulled away again Seokjin whined in a playful voice, “Jagi stop pulling away from me. Talk to me baby - I know you’re gushing over just how handsome I am so how are you supposed to see me if you’re looking away?”

“D-dinner, Jin.” You managed to choke out. “Dinner.”

“Yes what about it?”

Finally you managed to wriggle free and hurried to the kitchen, busying yourself with finishing the remaining uncooked food. Jin’s gaze burned at the back of your neck, but you didn’t dare look at him.

“It’ll be ready in a second.”

“Baby…” Jin trailed off, hurt clear in his voice when you didn’t respond to his call. All he’d wanted to do was make you smile but it seemed as though he’d only made you mad.

It was only when you turned to grab some celery off the counter that he noticed how shy you’d become. Then it dawned on him.

Jin leaped up and hurried over. Startled, you whirled around about to reiterate what you’d said before, but he was already cupping your face and gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb whilst a soft smile spread across his face, complimenting his already godly facial features.

You were a mess. You were a red tomato and too shy to look him in the eyes - or to even open your mouth and utter a single word, for the matter. Seokjin tried to get you to look at him, but that was too much for you to handle. “I-I have to make dinner,” You stammered, trying to find a way to excuse yourself. But Seokjin wasn’t having any of it.

“Y/N, look at me.” He said gently, and finally you lifted your chin to meet his imploring gaze, only becoming redder. “Baby you don’t have to be shy around me, hm?”

You nodded timidly. “I-I know but I can’t help it. I’m sorry.”

“Nonsense.” Seokjin immediately replied. “You don’t need to apologize.”

He didn’t ever want you to feel so shy around him that you felt like you couldn’t speak. He just wanted to cuddle and pamper you.

After a moment you let Seokjin guide you back to the couch and onto his lap, dinner forgotten, and began cuddling. Seokjin ran his fingers through your hair and you let your head rest against his chest briefly, closing your eyes and allowing a peace to wash over you. The two of you laid like this for a while, you finally calm and Seokjin beaming because he could cuddle you.

But then you felt a warm breath against your ear and Seokjin whispering mischievously,

“You’re lucky you’re so cute baby; I only stopped because tonight I’m going to tease you so much that you won’t even remember your own name.”

And then the whole process of you trying to run away started all over again.

Agh, that boy is going to drive you crazy.

Yoongi

“Here,” you said a little a little nervously, leaving the sticky notes that were filled with the lyrics you’d written. Yoongi had wanted to test your music making skills, so he’d practically begged you to write a song for him and you’d finally agreed, much to your own doubts. “I’m not sure if it’s good or not.”

“I’m sure its amazing, Y/N.” Yoongi said almost instantaneously, immediately reaching over to flip through the sticky notes and beckoning for you to sit in the chair opposite of him. As you took a seat and reached for you phone, already stressing about how awful the lyrics you’d written were going to be, Yoongi suddenly whirled around and stared at you with wide eyes.

“W-what is it?” You said, looking back at him and then to the sticky notes.

“Y/N,” he said, “these are wonderful.” And then he was all over you, patting your head and showing his iconic gummy smile, showering you in countless compliments. “What other hidden talents do you have?”

You blushed and pulled away, hiding your face from his view. Yoongi paused, confused by your reaction and also a little annoyed. Didn’t you want your work to be praised?

“It’s nothing.” You mumbled. “I’m sure they’re pretty bland compared to yours.”

For a couple of moments, Yoongi didn’t say anything. He was just silent, and you began to worry that you’d upset him somehow. But you were still so flustered from all of his compliments that you didn’t have the courage to look up to see his reaction.

“Jagi,” Yoongi finally said, bending down. He tilted his head so he could look into your eyes, but you quickly turned around, covering your face with your palm. And suddenly your reaction made so much sense to him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he found your shyness to be so cute and wasted no time on teasing you about it. “Aww, don’t be so shy. Your so cute like this, I didn’t know anyone’s face could turn so red.”

At that you cringed inwardly and buried your face into your palms. At this point it would be better to melt into a puddle, you concluded.

“Don’t hide cutie, I promise I won’t poke fun to badly~”

As Yoongi peelef your hands away from your face, he felt pride surge through him and vowed to show the rest of the boys your work later. He gently rubbed circles into your back to calm you. He didn’t want you to feel shy, but he loved how flustered you’d become. I mean - your entire face was burning up and you couldn’t even utter a single word.

After Yoongi helped you calm down, he mused, “You know, I might need you to write some more songs for me”

You giggled, still a bit flustered from his earlier comments. “I don’t know, if your just going to tease me about it then I don’t see the point.”

“The point is to get that adorable little flustered face of yours, that’s the point cutie.”

“Stop it!”

“Stop what?” Yoongi leaned forward and gave you his gummy smile, making you dissolve into flustered giggles.

“Aww, look at my baby getting so shy again, how adorable~”

Hoseok

“Are you alright, jagi?” Hoseok asked, immediately picking up on your foul mood as you came home from work.

You sighed tiredly, rubbing your temples as you took off your shoes and hung your coat up in the closest. You didn’t reply as you walked over to the living room and threw yourself onto the couch, closing your eyes.

Hoseok hurried to finish washing the dishes and then came to join you on the couch. He wanted to cuddle you and hold your hand to soothe you, but you rejected all of his affection, far too worked up and restless. So instead Hoseok settled for slinging one of his arms around you shoulders.

“Bad day?” He asked.

“Sorta.” You replied tightly.

“Do I need to go yell at anyone?”

“No, it’s okay.”

At your exasperation, Hoseok backed off a little, opting to turn on the TV and go grab some snacks and a blanket for the two of you to share.

When he returned, he draped the blanket over you and set the snacks down on the coffee table. He hoped that some food would and a warm blanket help you feel better, coupled with his cuddles.

As the movie dragged on late into the night, the two of you wolfing down the snacks within a few minutes, you found yourself calming down and feeling guilty about being so short-tempered with Hoseok. Looking over, you saw that Hoseok had his arms folded in his lap and head drooping to the side, eyes closed and breath gentle.

You watched him for awhile. The temptation to cuddle him was starting to overwhelm you, but you hesitated, not wanting to disturb his sleep as you knew it was something that Hoseok rarely got enough of. After a while, you finally surrendered to your own temptations and slowly inched closer until you could lean your head against his chest and wrap your hands around his shoulders. Sighing gently, you closed your eyes and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

After a few moments, Hosoek suddenly wrapped his arm around you and patted your head. You looked up to see a huge grin spreading across his face.

“You are so cute jagi.” He cooed, and you blushed. “I didn’t know I was your personal stress ball.”

Flustered, you pulled back and said quite shyly, “Sorry Hobi, I couldn’t help it.”

He smiled at you. “I know you can’t resist this beautiful face, sweetie.” At your sudden flushed state, he chuckled and teased, “Aww, is someone getting shy? I didn’t know you were part tomato.”

“Oh be quiet!” You looked away, a smile rising to your cheeks.

“Just look at this beautiful smile!” Hoseok exclaimed, poking your cheeks. “My, baby you are so precious!”

At his continued teasing, you pulled away and pouted, “I just wanted to snuggle you. Why are you being so mean all the sudden?”

“And snuggle me you shall!” Hoseok declared, pulling you back into him.

As Hoseok pulled you into his arms, you let out a giggle as he continued to poke fun at you and shower you with praise. The night ended with him teasing you and trying to get your tomato face on camera so he could send it to the rest of Bangtan.

Man, did he adore the hell out of you.

Namjoon

“Y/N?” Namjoon called softly as he stepped into the apartment. He knew you liked to work well into the night, and sometimes loud noises startled you if you were to engrossed with your thoughts.

Hearing him call your name, you quickly responded from the next room over, completely forgetting about your sketchbook sprawled on your desk and flipped open to the page you’d just spent hours working on. When Namjoon walked into the room, you were already on your feet and throwing your arms around his shoulders.

“Aww jagi did you miss me?” Namjoon cooed, welcoming the embrace. You blushed and buried your face in his chest to hide yourself, just wanting to be near him as exhaustion finally settled over you. Unfortunately for you, Namjoon had spotted your sketchbook and asked, “What’s that?”

“Hm?” In your sleepy state, you were a bit slow to realize that Namjoon had inched towards the desk to take a peek at your sketchbook. It was only when he said, “Oh wow jagi, did you draw this? It’s so beautiful baby, just like you. You never told me you were such an amazing artist.”

And suddenly you were wide awake. Namjoon’s compliment had you red as a tomato. Flustered, you immediately pried it away from his hands and flipped the sketchbook closed, tossing it carelessly away whilst stammering, “I-It’s nothing Joon. Just forget you even-I mean, uh, can we just talk about something…you know I got these new shoes today?”

Namjoon stared back at you, shocked by your reaction. You had turned around and were trying to look very busy inspecting your shoes, your eyes landing everywhere but on him. Stepping around you, he went to ask if you were quite alright, wondering if he’d accidentally stumbled upon something that was near and dear to you, but then he noticed how red your face was and that you were trying your hardest to ignore him. Oh how adorable you were, Namjoon couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction.

“Is my little sunflower getting shy?” Namjoon teased lightly, crushing you in a hug, chuckling at your squeals of embarrassment. “Your work is so beautiful, why don’t you show it off more often?”

When you were so flustered that you couldn’t respond with an intelligent response and hid your face in your hands, Namjoon lightly grabbed your hands and pulled them away from your face, titling your chin up until you had to look at him.

“Don’t hide from me, jagi~” He hummed, reaching for your sketchbook.

“Namjoon don’t-”

“Don’t what? I want to see what else you’ve drawn.” Ignoring your squeaks of protest, he started to flip through all of your most recent sketches, meanwhile you were reddening every time he made a compliment or opened up to a new page. “I’ve never seen you so flustered before. Your just so adorable I might use this as an advantage to see that cute smile of yours every now and then”

“Stop it! You’re so mean!”

“You’re just so cute I can’t help it~”

And indeed did Namjoon exploit this little discovery. He thought it was adorable how flustered you got over this one incident, and soon learned that compliments and affection were enough to make you red in the face and squeal and pout, something that made him incredibly happy.

Jimin

“Comfortable?” Jimin asked quietly, shifting on the couch so you had more room.

“Yes.” You replied, letting yourself lean against his shoulder. “You make a great cushion.”

Jimin chuckled and flashed you a smile that sent your heart fluttering. “Good to know.”

He grabbed the remote and pressed play, the excitement evident on his face. You on the other hand were a little nervous. Jimin had finally convinced the other boys to let you stay for a sleepover, and had suggested watching scary movies all night to see who could go the longest without being scared.

But now you were regretting agreeing, especially considering this was only your “second date” with him.

As the time ticked by, you found yourself beginning to become more relaxed. Jimin had slung his arm around your neck, and you felt completely safe with him. To both of your surprise, the two of you were doing pretty well.

That was until a particularly startling jump scare occurred and you nearly flew out of your seat, grabbing Jimin’s hand without thinking and smothering him in a bear hug.

Jimin startled as he felt your viselike grip coupled with you suddenly wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. He blushed but didn’t say anything, both flustered and unsure of how to handle the situation.

After a few moments you dared to open your eyes, breathing heavily. And then you froze as you realized that you were clutching his hand and practically suffocating him, beginning to turn redder than an apple. The two of you stared uncertainly at each other for a couple of minutes.

“I’m sorry!” You yelped as soon as you steeled yourself, pulling away and becoming flustered as apologies tumbled out of your mouth.

“It’s okay.” Jimin replied quickly, running his fingers through his own hair and looking away. “I don’t mind. It was cute.”

Again you froze. “Y-you didn’t mind?”

Jimin shook his head. “No.” He wouldn’t admit it but he actually loved it when you hugged him. “When you’re scared you’re actually really adorable. I’m not sure exactly sure how you do it but you manage to pull it off.”

Embarrassed, you ducked your head and let out a mortified squeak. Jimin noticed and took a moment to look at you. And then a mischievous grin spread across his face.

“Wow Y/N, I didn’t know you could be so cute.” He cooed, his voice so soft that it was more like a loving purr. Jimin practically had hearts as eyes as he reached over and grabbed your face. “No need to act all shy now love. You’re just a little ball of nerves aren’t you sweetie?”

You giggled shyly as he booped your nose and pushed your hair back so he could look into your eyes.

“S-stop teasing me.” You pouted, scrunching up your nose. “It’s not fair.”

“Everything’s fair when it comes to this beauty you see right here, jagi. And there’s nothing you can do about it! I find that really adorable.”

And now he really had you blushing as he gave you a dazzling smile. You were a puddle of giggles and squeaks as he proceeded to tease you further, only stopping when you couldn’t talk from just how giggly you’d gotten.

Taehyung

“Aegyo or aegyo?” Taehyung asked, leaning closer to you so he could see your reaction. He thought it was more than adorable at the puzzled expression on your face.

“That’s the same thing!” You complained, already feeling a bit flustered at the way he kept beaming at you.

“Yes I know. I can’t have you choosing something else silly, I know you love my aegyo more than anything.”

Taehyung smiled cutely and you giggled into your hands, feeling your cheeks warm as he suddenly started to take pictures of you and coo over how adorable you were.

It seemed that just about anything could make you flustered, and Taehyung lived for it. He loved to tease you and make you giggle - he did it all the time and still claimed he wasn’t doing it intentionally.

That boy was going to be the death of you.

“Jagi why are you hiding?” Taehyung teased, pulling your hands away from your face. “You seem flustered all of the sudden and I’m just wondering why.”

“You know why!” You pouted, crossing your arms and refusing to look at him.

“Do I?” He asked innocently and pretended to think about it for a moment. “Hmm, I can’t seem to think of a reason why I guess you’ll just have to enlighten me.”

When you didn’t respond, Taehyung suddenly wrapped you up in his arms and said, “C’mere cutie.”

You didn’t think too much about it as he often did this. That is until he slipped his hands underneath your arms and started to poke your armpits.

“Taehyung stop it!” You giggled, swatting at his hands as he started tickling you.

“What?” He asked innocently, smirking as you flushed and tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he’d caught you in a strong embrace and didn’t plan on letting you escape.

You squeaked when he drew your heads closer together and started peppering you with ticklish kisses, his eyes glowing with adoration for you.

“Wow, you’re so red jagi! I know I’m cute but I didn’t know I could make you look so adorable with just one measly hug!”

Blushing and still laughing as his hands attacked your tummy, you closed your eyes and reluctantly relented, “Yes yes, fine you’re cute. That’s why I was so flustered before - happy?”

Chuckling, Taehyung stopped tickling you and let you relax, running his fingers through your hair. You let out a sigh of relief, allowing him to cuddle you.

“I’m sorry baby, but you know I only tease you so much because I love you right?”

“Yes I know.” You grumbled, although secretly you loved when Taehyung got into one of his playful moods. “You remind me every chance you get.”

He laughed and hummed in agreement, and the two of you fell asleep like that. Him laying on the couch with you bundled up in his arms.

Jungkook

“Kookie?” You called softly as you pushed your way into the dimly light room, trying not to drop the tray of food.

A second later you heard,

“I’m in my office!”

And turned to glance at the small, windowed room that housed Jungkook’s music studio, where, lately, Jungkook had disappeared to often as he was getting ready to go on tour with the boys.

Sighing, you carefully picked your way through the messy living room and opened the door to his studio. Notebooks were scattered all over the desk, and papers were strewn across the floor. Some of the recording equipment had been shoved quite carelessly against the back of the wall, and the cabinets were overflowing with writing utensils, water bottles, sticky notes, and other items. Small posters hung around the room, reminders, schedules, dates, and times scribbled all over them.

And Jungkook himself was bent over his computer, all his attention fixed on the screen.

Sighing again and wondering to yourself how Jungkook even managed to find his shoes in the morning, you carefully set the tray down on a mini table next to the side of the door, and went to tap Jungkook on the shoulder.

“Kookie, I made you some lunch.” You told him, briefly glancing at the computer screen to see that he was over viewing what the schedule for the arrival of the tour date would be like.

“Thank you Y/N but I’m busy.” Jungkook said without looking at you. “Maybe pack it away for later?”

You frowned, reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. “But Kook you need to eat. How will you preform on an empty stomach?”

“I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.”

“That’s not healthy.”

Finally, Jungkook paused and turned around in his chair, looking up at you. “I have to-” And abruptly he froze.

Alarm shoot through you. “What’s wrong?” Following his gaze, you noticed that he was staring at the tray. Unease flitted through your veins. “Do you not like it?”

Silence spread between you and Jungkook. His mouth had dropped and was fully agape, staring wordlessly at the lunch you’d prepared for him. As you opened your mouth to ask if he didn’t like it and would rather just order takeout, Jungkook suddenly sprang to his feet and wrapped you up in his arms, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He relaxed against you and rested his head on your shoulder, a sigh escaping his lips.

Dumbfounded, you craned your head around to look at him. “Kook?”

“Y/N baby its perfect and so thoughtful.” He mumbled into your shoulder. “Thank you so much, I love you.”

At that, you blushed and turned your head away, suddenly growing shy at his compliment.

“I-I love you too, Jungkook.” You whispered back. As he held you, you became more and more red. “It’s nothing really - I just thought you might be hungry.”

Jungkook finally pulled away and looked at you, surprised to see how red you’d turned. “Jagi why is your face so red?”

You blushed even more. “I just wasn’t expecting you to do that.” You mumbled, not specifying what you were talking about. Jungkook raised his eyebrow. “It was so unexpected, like when you bring me roses.”

“I think your the rose.” He teased lightly, grinning.

“Oh hush,” You huffed, placing your hands on your hips. “You would be the rose in an instant if I so much as grabbed you hand.”

And now it was Jungkook’s turn to flush. You immediately pounced on the opportunity to tease the maknae and lifted yourself onto your toes, poking his cheek.

“Now look who’s getting all red.” You teased, bringing your heads closer. Jungkook let out a shy laugh and tried to pull away, but you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “Bunny, you think you’re so tough don’t you? I can see right through you though, you big baby.”

Giggling adorably and flushing red, Jungkook suddenly cupped your face in his hands and replied. “Of course I’m tough! Have you seen my muscles?” He then proceeded to start calling you endearing terms like honey and cutie whist flexing off his muscles, making you flush. “See? You can’t hide from this bunny cutie.”

I don’t know if this is good or not. I just stayed up half the night writing this, hated it and thought about rewriting the entries, then decided to suck it up and just finish it the next day. Sorry if it’s not written well, I was really losing my mind writing this.

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rei-caldombra · 1 year

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The time hath come! For a passionate post of one of my favorite series Demon Girl Next Door / Machikado Mazoku. (above image made by me)

Just wanna say right away that I adore this show and I am largely just bringing up positives. This is a gushing post that ended up being super long. And reminder that my writing isn’t meant to be all encompassing and describe the show in every detail. So if there’s something I mention about the show that intrigues you, you should check out the source material (and if I encouraged you to do that then I've succeeded!)! This will contain direct spoilers. I do not bring up every single aspect of the plot and characters, but I bring up many of them. Skip to the end if you just want to hear a short conclusion.

DGND is incredibly dense despite how simple it seems on the surface. This show is so much more than just goofy wholesome fun.

When it comes to stupid moe derpy characters, i think Shamiko is one of the best examples of this archetype. She has plenty of personality aside from that. Some stupid characters feel like they only exist to be stupid for gags. They genuinely don’t seem like they can function as a human being on their own, to the point of feeling like they could be offensive portrayals of mental retardation.

But Shamiko is well rounded. She is not JUST a character who is dumb. Her lack of smarts and common sense does actually have some explanation too. You learn that the curse on Shamiko’s family has a physical effect as well. Shamiko spent most of her childhood in intensive care at a hospital, her physical issues exacerbated by the curse. And Shamiko was not just taking on her portion of the curse, her soul had chosen to take on Ryo’s portion of the curse as well. Before she awakened to her demon heritage, she wasn’t even able to walk through her school without collapsing. She was not able to get a proper education very well before the start of the series. She had less opportunities than most to get normal experiences. She also had little capacity to be physically active, which gives more reason for her being pathetically weak than because the jokes of her being incapable demand it. This strength of writing just gets better as the series goes on because we see her develop into a character that is less incompetent and less physically weak. Rather than riding on these same failure jokes, we actually see Shamiko develop into a character who is capable. She manages to defeat a magical creature on her own, Sakura (the character who set up this whole town and is the most important non main character in the overall story) basically passes the torch of being the town’s caretaker on to her, she is the leader of the operation and successfully uses her abilities to remove Mikan’s curse and save Ugallu. She starts out the series as incompetent and capable of very little, being liked but looked down on by most of the cast. But she grows to be respected by everyone, to the point where Momo and Mikan eventually do consider themselves her “minions”. She truly grows from a dumb and unconfident little girl into a leader that very capable people like Momo and Mikan see as an equal. She grows mentally as well as physically. She gets access to more magical abilities, she gets less physically unwell, she gets more confident in herself.

Ryo is shown to be very smart, which makes sense in comparison to Shamiko because she was healthy enough to be in school. And she is not just naturally smart, she actually has the drive to be smarter as she wants to support her sister. Which you can say is her wanting to support Shamiko in return for how Shamiko took on her portion of the curse. Ryo stands out more than just the “smart child” archetype she fits into. DGND is filled with details that elevate even the minor characters into more than just archetypes.

Shamiko still has the motivation to win and get stronger, but she realizes intentionally hurting Momo or another magical girl isn’t the way she wants to go about it. And she doesn’t want Momo to hurt herself to get her the blood either. Especially when we learn from the accidental blood offering that the result of using blood to lift the curse permanently weakened Momo slightly. Which by reading into the subtext you realize means she lost mana, which according to the way they describe magical girls in this universe, is her entire existence. This is one specific example of how dark subject matter is present in the generally goofy and bubbly story.

I love Shamiko and Momo’s dynamic, it's the crux of this series and the appeal. Their “rivalry” quickly develops into basically being just a roleplay bit between the two. It changes from Shamiko wanting to physically beat Momo to effectively emotionally overtaking her. She wants to be respected by Momo and make Momo into her vassal. It still has the original intention of making Momo submit to her, but in a more intimate and consensual way. It doesn’t feel like the idea of defeating Momo in battle was forgotten, it feels like Shamiko’s goals and motivations naturally change.

You really buy into Shamiko and Momo’s friendship because we get so much time with them together. There are other characters who are important and get screen time, but Shaminomo is the focal point.

DGND is legitimately the only ship I care about in all of anime. Their personalities mesh so perfectly. Simplest way to describe them is tsundere x kuudere. I really want to put emphasis on me, someone who has never cared for shipping, am very into this ship. I live for cute fanart of them together. They have so many cute and funny interactions. The way their personalities flip on the stereotypes of a demon and magical girl are very good. Shamiko is incredibly pure, always wanting to help people and find a peaceful solution. On the other hand Momo is fairly dark in the way she thinks, being more conniving and directly confrontational when a situation comes up.

There’s so many situations where the series has very obvious romantic subtext. And I fully buy into it, it works so well. Its romantic af. I also think their dynamic is written very great because you don’t HAVE TO interpret their relationship as romantic. You can see it as just very close friends. Or you can see them as having a sisterly bond, having the report of both argumentative and caring similar to how I’ve heard people describe sisters. The idea of Momo’s (not blood relative) sister’s core literally being in Shamiko also lends some credence to this interpretation.

Do I think they’re gonna be in a romantic relationship by the end of this? Probably not. But that doesn’t necessarily mean this is trashy gay baiting. I think it being up to interpretation is fine when it’s backed up by good writing. And here it absolutely is. And even though I made the point that you could see it as unromantic, I just can’t lol. Just to give one example- Shamiko learns about the vassal contract (aka demon marriage) that her Mom and Dad went through and then immediately goes to Momo and says she should be her vassal. That scene has very obvious romantic intention and you cannot deny it. And this moment is not just some one-off thing to get the yuri fans going again, the idea of Momo becoming Shamiko's vassal is very important going forward from there.

I love these two so much as a couple. They have hilarious back and forths, their personalities mesh very well, we see their growing understanding of each other, they can be adorably possessive at times, there's is just so much endearing and charming about their dynamic. I finally understood how people who are super into a ship feel.

All of the characters are at least enjoyable in some way, but the heart of the show is the main duo. And the show never really tries to go against that. If you don’t ship Shamiko and Momo that's fine, but to me it never really presents anyone else as super shippable other than Mikan, and It's very clear that isn't something the show itself is pushing.

To quickly go on about other core characters- Lilith is really great, she is really cute and has a lot of funny jokes. And later on she ends up spending less time being the butt of jokes and is genuinely very helpful. Ryo is cute and her relationship with her sister is super wholesome, Mikan is really great and gets a lot of personality and more to do S2 onwards, Shamiko’s mom has some funny moments and has an interesting role, Anri is funny and a good goofball friend, Lico is a funny addition who grew on me a lot, Shirosawa has some funny moments and works as a straight man to Lico’s shenanigans (as well as being the only male character in the show), Sion was my least favorite at first but she also gets a lot to do later and gets more characterization than just “occult + science girl”.

DGND has a much larger and overarching story than most cute wholesome shows do. And it’s written very well. It seems like this would be a mostly episodic cute event of the week kind of story, but its got a heavy story and complete continuity. Story details are spread out well, dripped in between various normal moments in the show. There are constantly little hints being thrown around about the history and background elements. A lot of things that initially seem like just gags actually end up being relevant to a later scene or the overall story. There are a lot of visual details that end up being used later. The story resonates very strongly because the characters are deeply involved in it. A simple story for this simply could’ve been “an evil threat enters the peaceful town and Shamiko and crew need to stop it” with some random villain. Instead, everyone is relevant. Shamiko’s father is involved, Momo’s sister is involved, Shamiko being in the hospital is involved. The town and the characters in it really feel like they have history, and that history is very important to them and the story. And the story does have a lot of dark elements to it. I really like how this very positive and upbeat series has these serious and dark accents that help to balance it out. It makes it more engrossing. It's a very good mix of goofy with enough dark and dramatic elements to make you pause and think seriously about what is going on. The show manages to have plenty of simple episodic bits where it's just the characters being cute and having fun, but not too often or lacking little bits that remind you that there's a serious story and deeper issues. The story generally just continues being interesting and engaging, it never really dips. There are lots of mysteries that you really want to know the answers to.

One moment I like from episode 12 is when Shamiko, Momo and Lilith are talking about Shamiko becoming her vassal.

This just seems like a joke in the moment since they are calling out how Momo is much more like a Demon and should fall to darkness by becoming Shamiko's vassal. Later on this is exactly what happens, despite Momo declining becoming her vassal. But even if you did immediately think this is foreshadowing, when it does come back up it's not exactly how or when you would expect it. So, it's interesting and surprising whether you assumed its foreshadowing or not. This is just one of many moments and a more direct one where something you expect to just be a joke ends up being an important detail later that gets revisited.

A truly unique aspect of the town is how demons and magical girls are set up to not interact with each other. That is in order to apparently keep the peace. Shamiko is able to transcend this because she has Sakura’s core. So she is the only one who can unite all the magical people in the town in order to figure things out and protect the town. I really like this detail.

To compare DGND to another one of my favorite series, the town of DGND feels similar to Morioh of Jojo part 4. Over time we spend so much time getting to know different places and people in it that it grows into a place that you can believe exists. You see all the moving parts and areas that make it function. You can imagine where people go and what they do outside of what's directly on screen. This is what is required to make a fully realized setting, and as a result makes the story very engrossing. Reaching this should be the main goal of a series that has a static setting, and I feel both these shows excel at this.

There is so much well written slow growth in the series. Shamiko and Momo opening up to each other, Shamiko growing more capable, Lilith being able to interact more, the characters learning about the history of the town. It's very satisfying and feels natural. Its distributed very well.

Where many stories rely on big lore dumps, DGND never has this problem because of how well details are parceled throughout the series. Momo starts out as a very taciturn character you don’t know much about. Momo never goes on some long rant about her entire sad backstory in one moment. That isn’t necessary because if you pay attention during the dialogue, you can get all of it in a more natural way. As it comes out organically through her conversations with Shamiko and other characters and when the story actually demands that information. She doesn’t need to directly say that she is depressed because you can figure that out from how she talks and acts in little moments. She doesn’t need to directly say why she is not an active magical girl anymore because you can figure out that bad things went down from little moments in her conversations. The writing is not lazy and does not treat the viewer like they are dumb. It gives you the opportunity to speculate and figure things out yourself, then later when it makes sense for the characters to be direct, they clarify things.

Putting great writing aside for just a moment, DGND is SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME. So many moments of the characters just getting along and having fun together that are super endearing. This show is just so charming and makes you smile.

DGND is also very funny. Shamiko and Momo’s report is hilarious, especially at the beginning when they’re more at odds. There’s lots of silly weird gags, like puns and random goofy things. All over you can see little visual gags, like text on an object or a goofy item. DGND has a openly goofy tone that it presents confidently. One recurring joke that's really funny is how all the normal people react tamely to all the magical stuff that goes on. There’s a good mix of different kinds of jokes. There are also lots of gags parodying magical girls. I mentioned how I like how it has the negative perspective of magical girls to balance the positive aspects. The show continues to be very balanced by having magical girl parody as well as unironically cool magical girl things (mainly the transformations). It does its silly moments in good ways. Its goofy but doesn’t do it too much and make it feel like its random just for the sake of it. The anime mixes goofiness and story perfectly. I love the tone of this series so much.

There isn’t exactly a ton of serious life messages, but there’s nice stuff about societal expectations and getting along with people. When it comes to the magical society, it's very clearly anti segregation and anti-stereotyping based on race.

This show has the philosophy of “finding joy in the little things” that you see a lot in Japanese media. Such as the very poor Shamiko family still remaining happy. I’ve always vibed with this perspective and like how it's portrayed here.

DGND is not the best-looking show visually in the animation department, but it is great where it matters, and the weaker parts are often played as a strength. The art is generally very good but the animation is very limited. But especially in season 1 the limited visuals are played very well. Whether it's the magical transformations still looking very good or using limited animation to do funny gags (like the EEEHHH gif you probably saw even if you did not watch the show when it first came out where they just wiggle around the static image). Imo the limited animation really doesn’t hurt the viewing experience. And it gets better in S2. All the magical transformations are really good. I think the coloring in particular for the anime are very nice.

And there’s one visual aspect of DGND that takes a lot of extra effort, which is the character designs. One visually distinct thing that elevates DGND above a lot of anime is the number of outfits the main characters have. It adds so much more personality. They feel so much more alive because it feels like they actually have a closet full of clothes. There is so much more effort put into the character design. So many series just have the characters in a singular outfit 99% of the time. Which is understandable because that's easier to draw and replicate. But it can make them feel more like a character that only exists for that singular thing. Characters only shown in combat outfits are hard to imagine in another scenario when they aren't on the battlefield. With school uniforms it's hard to imagine then without them. But with DGND the number of outfits we get for the characters make it easier to imagine them in a variety of situations. They feel like they have lives because they have all the outfits they would for people who have normal lives. Sometimes shows feel like time stops in between what we as the audience see, like the characters don’t have lives outside of what we see. But DGND in multiple ways avoids this issue due to its character designs and other details. This is an incredibly important point to me. I absolutely love this aspect of the show and wish more shows did this. I have a lot more respect for the art of the show because of this point.

Another character design aspect that is done very well is Shamiko’s tail. Her tail is incredibly expressive and constantly moving and changing. It portrays a lot of her emotions and is a thing for us and also the characters in the show to react to. I love the characters, primarily Momo, reacting to Shamiko’s tail expressions. It really shows how Momo pays attention to Shamiko and makes the characters feel like they have more spacial awareness. Bring that up because I feel sometimes shows can make characters appear to only see or hear what the writing allows them to in a questionable way. Verbal example of this is when a character says half a sentence before getting cut off, and everyone acts like they heard nothing at all. The anime portrays the tail well, and further makes Shamiko a very expressive and an interesting character to watch. Which is very important for a main character.

While there can be limited animation it still succeeds at making the characters be very expressive. There are lots of great faces.

I also like all of the openings and endings. One thing nice about them is that they don’t directly spoil anything like many openings tend to but do have little things that can make you go “oh i know what that creature is” or “I get that now!”.

Now to the sound design, which is immaculate. The anime has the best sound effects of anything I’ve watched. There are so many great goofy sound effects that add to the character's reactions. My favorite has to be the train whistle toy used when Shamiko or Lilith is angry. The sound effects further add to how expressive the characters feel. The creators clearly had a ton of fun doing the sound design and it comes through. A fun goofy soundtrack for a fun and goofy show.

The music is also very good as a whole. I usually don’t pay a ton of attention to background music but I’m obsessed with DGND so I do here. I think the BGM fits well with the setting. They sound very magical and fantastical while also sounding modern. It's very peppy and can get high energy with Shamiko’s strong reactions, while also being very low during the slower moments. And sad when it needs to. I’m not great at describing good music since I’m not a huge fan of music, so I’ll just say it's far above average in my opinion. My favorite track is probably Shamiko’s transformation theme.

The voice acting (just talking about the Japanese voice actors, i haven’t seen a lot of the eng dub) is super good. Of course, Konomi Kohara is absolutely amazing as Shamiko. She is the master of cute anime girl noises and gives so much energy in her performance. She brings out Shamiko’s wide range of emotions and mannerisms extremely well. Momo’s voice acting is also extremely good, the soft but dull voice perfectly fits Momo’s character. All around the voice acting is excellent but the main two really have their personalities on full display from the voice acting.

When it comes to anime vs manga, I do like the manga. But the voice acting, soundtrack and anime additions add so much for me. I have to recommend the anime over the manga. But if you are more sensitive to the anime girl noises type of thing and find it annoying, you will likely enjoy the manga more.

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Each individual aspect of the show is strong. The characters and the world are very dense and endearing with great drama and emotion behind them. If you are into light romances, you will very much adore the sweet relationship between Shamiko and Momo. If you enjoy light fantasy then I feel DGND provides a unique world with interesting interpretation of magical girls and demons. If you just like comedies, DGND will keep you laughing constantly with its silly gags. If you enjoy a detailed story that builds over time, you should greatly enjoy the story here. If you just want girls doing cute and wholesome things there’s plenty of it. I really do recommend this series to anyone.

I absolutely adore this series, it's very close to my heart. It’s in my top favorites and I consider it my comfort show. Fanart of DGND never fails to make me feel a little happier. I love this goofy world and its endearing characters. I love the complex and constantly developing story. I love the wholesomeness with dark flavors behind it.

I had a ton of fun writing this one! It brought me a lot of joy getting back into the nitty gritty of this series. I wrote a ton for this and spent way more time on it than my other posts so far. Hopefully it wasn’t too much messier than the others in terms of formatting, separation etc. It’s so long and I didn’t want to spend a ton more time just doing minor edits lol. But I truly did put a lot into this one, it deserves it! I really tried to put down anything I thought of well and remove very little. I could go on even more if I let myself, but I do not want to force it and have this take a long time. I've written enough, I'm satisfied.

Also if you want to hear more gushing about this show and get that episode by episode, I highly recommend Anime Slushie’s YouTube videos on DGND. I like their discussions on the show. And re-listening to them helped me to get the writing juices flowing. If we get a season 3 you better believe I’ll be doing episode by episode posts where I go into detail on everything.

I want to end this by wishing the absolute best to Izumo Ito, the author of DGND who has been combating health issues. Thank you for all your hard work on this amazing series! Thanks for reading! Please check out Demon Girl Next Door / Machikado Mazoku! And please give us season 3.

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michaelmilligan · 2 years

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Endversetober Day 12: Drunk

(explanation post) (compilation post - now with AO3 link)

Hey, uh... Michael?

HM?

The zombie in front of them screeched and exploded as Michael snapped his fingers. Adam cringed when a clump of flesh hit his cheek, but Michael didn't even blink.

Um. Are we still after Balthazar?

The answer came just a beat too slow. SURE.

U-huh. So he's in Dublin?

HE MIGHT BE, Michael said testily, and stabbed another zombie.

Well, are you gonna be done with all these critters soon? Because I have an idea.

OH, YOU MEAN THESE 'POOR ZOMBIES'?

God. Michael was never going to let him live this down, was he?

Yeah, those assholes. Now do you wanna hear my idea or not?

Maybe taunting a literal archangel wasn't the best idea, but at this point, Adam had gotten tired of holding back. If Michael wanted to kill him or something, there was nothing he could do to prevent it. Though it didn't seem like he was going to, even if he did get annoyed every now and then.

SURE, LET'S HEAR IT. WHAT'S YOUR PLAN, MASTERMIND?

Not a plan, just an idea. Like. This dude we're following ran off with some of your stuff-

YES, THE ANGEL BALTHAZAR FLED HEAVEN WITH SOME INVALUABLE ITEMS.

Adam rolled his eyes, or at least did whatever the mental equivalent was. He wasn't immune to annoyance, either.

Yeah, that's what I said. So, he's kind of a bad angel, yeah? Does that mean he does other sinful stuff too? Like get drunk?

Michael actually stopped to think about it, a zombie struggling helplessly in his iron grip as he held it away from his body. POSSIBLY. WHY?

Uh, because we're in Dublin? Home of Guinness?

The zombie screeched and gurgled. It almost sounded like an upset cat.

HOME OF WHAT? Michael crushed the zombie's windpipe.

Oh my God. Okay. We have GOT to find a pub.

They did find a pub. Several, in fact, though most of them had been raided, either emptied out by looters or absolutely trashed by zombies, pieces of barrels and bottles littering the floors. But then there was one still relatively intact, on the fringes of the city.

The lights weren't working, of course, and likely hadn't for a long time, but Michael simply miracled them into functioning. Pretty useful, especially when the whole front of the pub was boarded up, so no sunlight would be getting in any time soon.

When Adam tried the tab labelled Guinness, the dark liquid gushed into the glass he was holding.

“Awesome.”

I DON'T THINK BALTHAZAR IS HERE.

“Who knows, he might still be coming,” Adam said aloud, tired of only ever using his mental voice. “He might have ransacked the other places.”

I'M NOT SURE THIS BEER WOULD BE QUITE HIS STYLE. Adam could feel Michael's attention roaming around the room, even though his own eyes were still focused on the now fully filled glass. OR THE DECOR, FOR THAT MATTER.

“A fancy angel, huh? Too bad. Well, while we're here, why don't we have a pint or two?”

I DON'T SEE THE APPEAL.

“Well, for one, we'll get drunk.”

HIGHLY UNLIKELY. MY PRESENCE MAKES YOU IMMUNE TO A WIDE VARIETY OF THINGS, INCLUDING NEUROTOXINS.

Adam gaped at his glass. “Did you just call alcohol a neurotoxin?”

THAT'S WHAT IT IS.

“Okay. Look. Scientifically, you might be right. I've seen the PSAs. But having a beer and getting buzzed every now and then is totally fine, ya know. Everyone does it.” Adam licked his lips and made to take a sip, but then hesitated. “Did you say you neutralize it? All of it?”

YES.

“Can you just choose, um, not to?”

There was annoyance again, but Adam thought it wasn't directed at him. Was this the archangelic equivalent of a frown?

NO.

“What if we just drink a lot? Do you have a limit for your neutralization?”

NO, Michael said again, but he had hesitated long enough to give Adam hope.

“You've never tried, right?”

THERE WAS HARDLY A NEED.

“But aren't you even the least bit curious? You don't even know if you can get drunk!”

THERE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN FAR MORE IMPORTANT TASKS AT HAND.

Instead of voicing his suspicions that there weren't any at hand right now, considering Michael didn't seem all too concerned with his lance, Adam said: “Wouldn't this be the scientific breakthrough of the century, though? What if you can get drunk?”

Michael seemed to think about it.

I STILL HIGHLY DOUBT IT.

“Oh, yeah? How much do you bet?”

BET?

“Yeah. I bet you can get drunk, you bet you can't. What do I get when I win?”

YOU MEAN IF YOU WIN.

“Sure. So?”

THIS IS STUPID.

“Oops. Didn't know archangels were such chickens.”

This may have been less brave and more absolutely stupid, Adam thought for a second, but he squashed that down quickly. He'd already been dead before, and he didn't want to live in a zombie-infested world anyway, so if Michael wanted to send him back to Heaven and get another vessel, so be it.

I'M NOT- Michael cut himself off and grumbled something unintelligible instead. Adam wasn't sure what language he was even using. WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY OFFER ME FOR THE EXTREMELY LIKELY CASE THAT I WIN?

“Well.” Adam floundered a bit. He really had nothing to offer an archangel. His body was already in use by Michael. “I would... let you kill all the zombies you want without complaining?”

Michael huffed. THE LAST TIME YOU PROMISED TO BE SILENT, YOU LASTED FOR ABOUT TWO MINUTES.

“Hey. It was at least twenty minutes. If not more.”

DEFINITELY NOT MORE.

“You're just scared you'll lose.”

… YOU'RE ON.

“And then he said – and I shit you not! – he said...” Adam took another swig of Guinness, noticed the glass was empty, and got up to pour a new one, leaning on the bar counter.

WHAT DID HE SAY? Michael asked, sloshing around inside him the way the beer should have, moving, swaying, his glaring fire somewhat dimmed.

“He said...” Adam took another swig of beer and settled back down onto the ground, propped against the back of the bar. “He said 'I've never seen that cat before in my life, ma'am'. That asshole!”

Amusement spilled over Adam, a tide lapping at his feet, and Michael continued moving in him, up and down, down and up.

“Stop that. You're giving me vertigo,” he mumbled.

STOP WHAT? Michael asked, his movements not stilling but getting slower, like water gurgling in a creek.

“You move so much. And you sparkle like a Christmas tree.”

It was true – with Michael's light a little lower, it was easier to look at him and actually see the changes inside him. Instead of a steady floodlight, he was now more of a brightly illuminated house, with multiple light sources, some of them flashing.

I DON'T SPARKLE, Michael said indignantly, but there was little heat behind it. (Ha! Adam thought. There was always a lot of heat behind a being made of liquid fire.)

“Yeah, you do. And it's fine. At least you're not burning my metaphorical eyes out.” Adam waved a hand dismissively and took another long swig of beer. He'd lost count somewhere after Guinness no. 131. If Michael had kept track, he didn't say anything. “You want another whiskey?”

IS THERE EVEN ANY LEFT?

They both surveyed the array of empty bottles around them, then turned their focus to the cabinet above them. With a sigh, Adam got up again to raid the remaining contents.

There wasn't much left – one half-empty bottle of whiskey and one bottle full of a green liquid. Adam opened it to sniff it, then shrugged and drank half the bottle in one go.

Inside him, Michael swirled and tumbled again.

VERMOUTH. AND ANIS, he said, and it took a moment for Adam to realize that he was listing ingredients, not just saying random words. ALSO FENNEL.

It's called absinthe, Adam said after checking the bottle again, in what he'd labelled his 'inside voice'. Then, after he'd finished tracing the inside of his own mouth with his tongue, he continued aloud: “Oh, I've heard of that. Never got to drink it though. Not before my-” He hiccuped. “-my untimely demise.”

He snorted at himself. It was easier to say it like that, even in his inebriated state. Calling it what it was might have made him realize the horror of the situation, which was something he tried to avoid, just on principle.

Plus, he definitely didn't want to have a break-down about it with an archangel inside of him.

HOW DID YOU DIE? Michael suddenly asked, having apparently finished his laps around Adam's body. While he was constantly in motion, just in general, energy coursing through Adam's veins, his core being now seemed to have slowed down considerably. He was drifting now, rather than speeding, and Adam thought it might be nice to just float alongside him.

“You don't know?” he asked, not eager to get into that topic.

NO. I WAS ONLY TOLD THAT YOU DIED OF 'UNNATURAL CAUSES'.

Adam couldn't help it – he laughed. “Yeah, I'd say that being eaten alive is a pretty unnatural cause,” he quipped. “You could even call it supernatural, since there was a literal monster involved.”

ONE OF EVE'S SPAWN? INTERESTING.

“Yeah, truly riveting,” Adam muttered, and drank more of the absinthe.

I SUPPOSE WE NEVER PAID MUCH ATTENTION TO YOU, SEEING AS YOU WEREN'T LIKELY TO BE THE PROPHESIED VESSEL. MIGHT HAVE BEEN AN OVERSIGHT ON OUR PART.

Adam snorted. “Dude, did you just give me the equivalent of 'oops, my bad'?”

A few seconds of silence passed, but Adam couldn't detect any annoyance. Maybe he was just too drunk for that, or maybe Michael had finally found his chill.

PRETTY MUCH, Michael eventually said. I BELIEVE THE TERM IS 'OOPSY DAISY'.

Again, Adam laughed, and almost keeled over when a wave of the must insufferable smugness hit him. Holy shit, that joke had been intentional!

“You're so stupid,” Adam managed to say between continuing giggles.

YOU LAUGHED. IN FACT, YOU'RE STILL LAUGHING.

“Yeah, out of pity.” Adam shook his head, but couldn't keep a grin off his face. “God. Didn't think I'd ever laugh about my own death.”

PEOPLE DIE ALL THE TIME, Michael said, giving the equivalent of a shrug as he kept floating, grace slightly bumping against Adam's soul.

It should have hurt, probably, the contact between a wildfire and a fragile leaf, but instead it was... oddly comforting. Warm. Very warm.

“Well, I don't die all the time. At least I hope so. Man... I don't wanna do that a second time. If a zombie ever gets us, just roast me or something. No more biting, please.”

Instead of addressing that, Michael asked: WHAT IS IT THAT KILLED YOU, EXACTLY?

“Man, I don't know. Something that eats people.”

THAT... DOESN'T EXACTLY NARROW IT DOWN MUCH.

Adam groaned. “This world is so much worse than I ever thought. You know, you grow up being told that monsters aren't real, and then something eats your mom and then looks like her and you're telling me that's really not uncommon enough to say what it was?”

THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GHOUL. THEY TAKE THE APPEARANCE OF THOSE THEY EAT. THOUGH OFTEN, THEIR FOOD IS ALREADY DEAD.

“So they're scavengers?”

YES. GRAVE ROBBERS, TO BE EXACT.

“Jesus Christ.”

NO, HE WASN'T A GHOUL.

“Oh, shut up.”

More smugness.

“Asshole. Don't enjoy talking about the thing that killed me, come on. Have some decency.”

ANYTHING CAN KILL A HUMAN. TOO MUCH WIND CAN KILL A HUMAN. GHOULS AREN'T SPECIAL THAT WAY.

“Hey!” Adam pointed an accusing finger – at the bar. He huffed and lowered his hand again.

I'M RIGHT.

“Yeah, you're right, but you shouldn't say it.”

THAT'S STUPID.

“You're stupid.”

WELL, YOU'RE STUPIDER.

“And you're stupider times ten!”

THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE. Michael moved inside him, focus shifting outward. IS THERE MORE ABSINTH?

Adam groped around for the bottle, which he'd apparently put on the floor at some point. As he wiggled it when picking it up, a remnant of green liquid sloshed in it. “Oh. Yeah, there is.”

They drank it, then got another Guinness.

“So,” Adam said as he slumped back to the floor, his head hitting the back of the bar with a thunk. He barely felt it. Whether that was due to the alcohol, the resident archangel, or both, was anyone's guess. “Um. So... hey, are you listening to me?”

HM? Michael, who had been sort of swaying inside him again, twisted into complicated knots to turn his attention back to Adam.

“Dude, you're drunk.”

YOU'RE DRUNK.

“Cheers, I'll drink to that.” Adam downed half the Guinness in one go. “So anyway, what I wanted to say is... what about you?”

ME?

If he didn't know any better, Adam would have thought Michael was humming. Or maybe there was just a Gregorian choir stuck in Adam's head, singing intricate melodies he had never heard before.

“Yeah, you.” Adam tried to nudge him, and instead kicked his foot into empty air. Whoops. “I told you about my lowest moment, what about yours?”

YOU SPECIFICALLY DID NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT YOUR DEATH. WHY SHOULD I WANT TO TALK ABOUT MY WORST MOMENT?

“Because-” Adam thought about it for a moment. “-it's only fair!”

Michael huffed, but then hummed again, a continuous, multi-voiced tone.

WELL. LETTING A ZOMBIE PLAGUE BREAK OUT WAS NOT ONE OF MY PROUDEST MOMENTS.

Adam snorted. “Yeah, I bet.” After a beat, he somehow had the clarity to ask: “Why did you?”

Michael sighed, and twisted into even weirder knots. THINGS WEREN'T GOING VERY WELL.

“U-huh.”

EVEN BEFORE THE OUTBREAK OF THE VIRUS. I MEAN, SEALS WERE BEING BROKEN, BUT THAT WAS KIND OF THE POINT... ANYWAY, DEAN WASN'T SAYING YES.

“Who?”

MY PROPHESIED VESSEL.

Somewhere through the haze, Adam located a memory of the angels who had come to him in Heaven. Had Michael mentioned him too? “Oh, that's like. The guy who's supposed to be my brother, right?”

YES. JOHN WINCHESTER'S FIRST-BORN SON.

“Yeah. Thanks for telling me about that one, dad!” Adam yelled at the ceiling.

YOUR FATHER CAN'T HEAR YOU, Michael said, but it sounded distracted. SO, THINGS WEREN'T LOOKING TOO HOT, AND WE DECIDED TO LOCK UP THE HEAVENLY GATES-

“Wait, what? You put Heaven on lock down? Why?”

LIKE I SAID, DEAN WAS BEING A STUBBORN ASS.

Adam snorted out a laugh. “That's not what you said! But it sounds about right.”

IF HE HAD JUST SAID YES LIKE OUR FATHER WANTED HIM TO...

“Yeah. I mean, don't get me wrong, this whole vessel thing is weird, but it's really not that bad once you get used to it.” Adam shrugged, lifted his glass and found that somehow, the beer was already empty again. “Like, without you, I'd never be able to drink a whole bar.”

IT'S CURIOUS. MOST PEOPLE WOULD BE IN SEVERE PAIN IF ANY ANGEL POSSESSED THEM, MUCH LESS AN ARCHANGEL. OF COURSE I'M MORE CAREFUL THAN MOST OF MY BRETHREN, BUT... Michael prodded him with a piece of his grace.

“Hey,” Adam grumbled.

DOES THAT HURT?

“No? I mean, it burns a bit, but, meh.”

MEH?

“I've had worse. And I like heat.”

GOOD, BECAUSE I BURN VERY BRIGHT.

“You know, I can't tell if you're bragging or actually underselling yourself with that.”

DEFINITELY UNDERCEILING.

“... Under-what?”

UNDERSEEL... THE THING YOU SAID.

“Are you slurring your words??”

Michael was still an illuminated house around him, but the mental Christmas lights were growing sluggish, flashing out of sync.

“Dude, are you okay?”

'M GREAT. IS THERE MORE BEER?

“Uuuuh, no. All out.” If even the archangel in his body was getting drunk as fuck, they'd really had enough.

THERE WAS WHISKEY, Michael unfortunately remembered.

“Okay, look.” Adam glanced at the whiskey bottle. Actually, maybe a little more couldn't hurt... “You're only getting that if you tell me why you closed off Heaven.”

AH, YEAH. SO, FUNNY STORY-

By the end of the explanation, Adam was abruptly sober again.

#I've been looking forward to posting this one hehe #Love to bounce around between serious and silly these two can do it all #Midam #Quick writing #Endversetober

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letsrilakkusu-blog · 2 years

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Happiness doesn't come from grades, it comes from BooSeokSoon!

Appreciation post for BSS and their amazing comeback after five years ♡

I haven't been a fan of Seventeen for too long, but I love Just Do It and Hoshi and DK are my number one and two biases, so I was as hyped as everyone else for BSS' comeback in February! This is just a post for me to gush about how much I loved everything about it.

LEAD-UP PROMOTIONS

Pledis pulled a sneaky way of announcing the comeback by posting a hidden tweet with their signature "Ladies and gentlemen, they call us BSS" but the fans found it and Caratland freaked out! After that, everything that was teased prior to the album's release just continued to build on the hype. From the teaser images, we could see that there was a sports concept that coupled well with the album name Second WInd, and also that they would probably be faithful to the silly charm that we love about BSS rather than go for a more mature concept.

The whole rolllout was incredibly well-thought-out and cohesive. The highlight melody in particular was genius. Modeled after a fitness or training app, the members take turns acting as your voice coach, and they each introduce a song that coincides with a time of day - morning, afternoon, and evening. Basically, they want our entire day filled with BSS and I'm not complaining. I was super excited to hear a bit of the featured artists as well!

GOING BSS

We got two special episodes for BSS, rejoice! These episodes were filmed in the mockumentary style following the members as they prepare for the comeback, and they are honestly some of my favorite in all of Going Seventeen. Everything was just so funny and unhinged - the dialogue, the presentations, the side interviews, the camera work, even the comedic cuts and timing worked into the editing. And BSS are the perfect members to take on the mockumentary format because they have absolutely no shame and will do anything for the sake of humor. Almost as funny as seeing the members commit so hard to acting out their ridiculous ideas is seeing them break character. I don't know how they filmed any of this with a half-straight face, staff included. The cameo appearances were great! Woozi deserves a raise for doing his part semi-seriously in a space helmet, and my favorite was Dino giving 1000% as the flamboyant Mr. Cha lol.

ALBUM + MUSIC VIDEO

The music video for Fighting dropped at 11 PM on a Sunday night for me but I was up and waiting from the live countdown. I loved the song and video immediately on the first watch. Fighting is incredibly catchy and energetic, and the song structure is really interesting, particularly the rap bridge that leads into a musical-esque second bridge. BSS were serving as vocal kings all around with harmonies, ad libs, and high notes - even Hoshi! And Lee Youngji absolutely SLAYED her rap. When I took the time to read the lyrics I found them very relatable, motivating, and quintessentially BSS. In a nutshell, life just sucks sometimes but you still gotta keep fighting! And BSS will be there rooting for you (literally, they say "we're your BSS" who is "here to sing this song for you").

The music video was a perfect fit for the song. It was full of colorful outfits and sets, energetic backup dancers and extras, a bit of humor and a super fun choreography. BSS looked incredible and I could feel their energy and how much fun they were having through the screen. I watched the video a good three times straight after it dropped before going on to listen to the rest of the album.

And the other two tracks didn't disappoint either! LUNCH, which is meant to be a late afternoon pick-me-up, is pretty quirky and while not my taste initially, it definitely grew on me. It's really cute how the members are "cooking" up a song to deliver to you, wherever you may be in the universe (or multiverse). 7PM was the song I was looking forward to the most after hearing it in the highlight melody and it was just what I was hoping for. It's a warm hug at the end of a long day. The members’ voices are beautiful and soothing, and the lyrics are simple but sentimental. Peder Elias features and actually sings the whole second half of the song. I was a little conflicted because I would have preferred a shorter feature or at least finishing out the last chorus with BSS, but he has a wonderful voice that fit perfectly with the vibe. And it’s nice to have a part that's easy for me to sing since it's in English haha.

PROMOTIONS PERIOD

The promotions period was no doubt short but sweet. It was only one week but BSS' three music show performances absolutely delivered. They performed with live vocals, unveiled the entire choreography for Fighting, and even brought their two featuring artists with them! Youngji and Peder are such gems, Youngji moved her schedule around to promote with BSS and Peder flew all the way from Norway. Fighting was so much fun to watch each time because of the choreo (super interesting, detailed, creative, and on-brand) and also because of the ad libs that BSS changes up each time. My favorite was Hoshi's shoutout to Coups, Wonwoo and Mingyu for coming to see their Music Bank performance, so wholesome. We also got our ears blessed with two performances of 7PM in a cute outdoor food/drink stand setting. The harmonies in the chorus were so wonderful, and it was cute how they got Peder more involved by having a short dialogue with him at the end of the song.

But my favorite performance of all might actually be their appearance on It's Live. BSS performed with a live band and I truly wish this version could be on Spotify, I love it that much. The video starts off with the members marching in to Fighting (of course). They do a short-ish intro with an overly enthusiastic Hoshi and DK and Seungkwan lamenting about how they get off track when they don't follow the script. Even the band members could help but crack up in the back! Once the performance starts they get totally in the zone and even without dancing, it was so much fun to watch. They killed the vocals, slipped in a bunch of fun ad libs (one by DK had Seungkwan on the floor), and even ran around the whole room to get everyone else to cheer along for the last chorus. It was both extremely chaotic and professional, two things BSS does best.

Oh and as an extra bonus, during the performance period we also got to see BSS doing dance challenges with everyone under the sun and I was living for it!

THE ICONIC CCMA PERFORMANCE

Just after promotions ended, we got to see BSS perform as the ending act at the Circle Chart Music Awards! The boys brought BIG ENERGY. They put on another fantastic performance of Fighting, but what really stole the show was when they brought out Just Do It again. BSS incorporated a little skit with their hair/makeup people at the beginning of the song and sang the first verse up on a raised platform in front of a podium. They sang and danced so well but added an extra silliness to their ad libs and movements that made this five year old song still feel so fresh and fun. During the chanting part of the bridge, BSS ran into the artist audience area and got everyone to join them, then pulled the viral "Next Level" reference in front of aespa before running back on stage to finish up the song. I loved how DK yelled at everyone to congratulate him because it was his birthday lol. The song ended... and then BSS pulled a Seventeen and gave it the never-ending encore treatment!! Iconic, legendary, game-changing. It's crazy how just three members of Seventeen could fill up the entire space with their presence and get everyone in the audience, both fans and artists alike, hyped up with them. Their professionalism and energy continues to amaze me over and over.

EXTRA GOODIES

Finally, we got spoiled with so much extra content to go along with the comeback. Seungkwan guested on Lee Mujin's show (and just recently Jo Hyunah's as well). DK did a video with Dingo where he surprised a fan in order to cheer her up since she had been having a hard time. Hoshi fought his inner introvert and appeared on Suga's drinking show. The list goes on. We even got special performance videos of Fighting and 7PM, plus all the behind-the-scenes.

To wrap this up, I'm just so proud of BSS for everything they've done in this short period of time. It feels like they did it all just for fun and everyone's enjoyment, but the results have spoken for themselves and I'm hoping we'll get to see another comeback sooner than five years.

#seventeen #svt #bss #bss comeback #bss fighting

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mysteriesofmarcy · 1 year

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#3: The First Temple

If you remember, I missed a few weeks since then unfortunately, but last time was True Colors -- the one everybody and their mother loves! That means we're into the episodes now that are absolutely PERFECT!!! And this one is this high because the whole temple was specifically designed for the Best Character Ever to absolutely shine!

I don't need to gush about how awesome Marcy is at this point -- I did dedicate this entire blog to her -- but come on, if you don't absolutely LOVE Marcy, your heart is not working right.

Anyway. Let's go through the parts.

The beginning kinda picked up where the last episode left off. Kind of an awkward scene, but it needed to be. Just because we have a super fun episode doesn't mean we can't or shouldn't have a serious beginning; in fact it was a good thing, as it juxtaposed the rest of the episode and set up the main conflict. There were times when the conflict got to be a bit much, especially after they had been arguing for so long only to not come to an agreement to work together for the duration of the dangerous temple, but overall it added to the episode.

Then the ride to the temple. Specifically Hop Pop's ride to the temple. It's subtle, but the fact that Marcy's books rode on top instead of Hop Pop shows off Marcy's carelessness in planning for the details of the trip. But I appreciate how she remembered how uncomfortable he was and gave him a "Hop Pocket" for the next temple and for the trip to Newtopia (oddly enough, he wasn't riding in it for the third temple, but he was riding on top while Joe carried Frobo with his feet).

Speaking of subtle comparisons between the temple episodes, as I was looking at the image galleries for this post, I noticed the backgrounds. The brain temple was vibrant and green. The heart temple was icy and blue. And the strength temple was fiery and red.

Next, the Rubik's Cube test. While it's true that Marcy zoning in on the cube made it difficult for her friends to, you know, survive the room, it's also true that that seems to be what the temple wanted. The temples always want you to do something stupid in the first challenge, whether it be tuning everything else out completely, throwing away your coat in the arctic, or running down a path filled with deadly creatures jumping up to eat you, with lava on both sides.

Then, the color test. The red tiles were death by fire (like the lava at the third temple), the blue tiles were death by crushing (like the avalanche at the second temple), and the green tiles were safe (like the relative safety of the first temple). Interesting how the temple chose to make it a two person test -- almost as if it knew what was going on between Anne and Hop Pop.

And the last test: Flipwart. The last test of each temple always involves a deeper aspect of the surface quality that got you there in the first place: for brains it was wisdom and humility, for heart it was responsibility, and for strength it was persistence.

And the very end: charging the stone. The outhouse, like every other aspect of this temple, was proof that looks can be deceiving. The outhouse initially looked like... well, an outhouse, the first room initially looked like a dead end, the second room initially looked like a dance floor, and the third room initially looked like a giant game of flipwart. Which now that I think about it, this could be foreshadowing that Marcy, the one who looked like the sweetest and most innocent of the group, was actually the one who got them stranded in Amphibia on purpose.

And then the very very end in Andrias's palace. Obviously this was meant to be foreshadowing The Core. But I'm going to talk about what Andrias said here:

The prophecy is coming undone, my lord. Soon we will have our revenge!

Obviously he is referring to the Olm prophecy. But which one? At first it seems he is referring to the one shown in the journal:

Three stars burning bright

Come from beyond to expel the night

Should they fight or embrace the fall

Their choice will determine all

This prophecy would come undone if the humans left for earth without "expelling the night."

As usual, I have a slightly different interpretation. Andrias refers to the prophecy that the box will return one day. This prophecy would also come undone if the humans managed to charge all three stones and send themselves back to earth.

It's also possible these two prophecies are one and the same. I don't think so because the one above doesn't even mention the box. But on the other hand, it DOES mention strangers "com[ing] from beyond," and the primary known method of dimensional travel in this universe is the box. (The portal that opened up in Dr. Frakes' lab counts as being caused by the box, and Andrias wasn't aware of that anyway.)

The other aspect is revenge: at first, it sounds like Andrias and his lord want revenge on Anne or Marcy for some reason. But, say it with me now, I have a slightly different interpretation. Andrias's revenge is not so much against someone as it is for The Core and its unquenchable thirst for conquest.

And... that's the note the episode ended on! I'll conclude with two observations I came to as I was writing this post:

All three temple episodes are similar in more ways than I initially realized

And every single scene in this episode was not what it seemed at first glance

This was one of the BEST episodes in the whole show because it gave our BEST GIRL her biggest chance to "shin[e] bright!"

(P.S. Sorry for taking so long to finish this one. Life has gotten in the way recently and this was a pretty big episode to write about. I had started writing this post after the last one, but I didn't finish it until today.)

#amphibia #the first temple #top ten tuesday #marcy wu

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stardustbarbarians · 2 years

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I got tagged by @welightthefire (thank you for the tag!!)

1. How do you feel 2022 has gone in terms of writing?

Well, considering I started writing for this fandom back in February and managed to fill up my master list (as well as write two series holy cow!) I'd say it was a rather productive year!

2. What pieces are you proudest of this year? It can be a shot/blurb/headcannon, a whole series or even a specific chapter.

Too Pretty For War is the first one that comes to mind, however I am also immensely proud of Sweet Dreams and Flying Machines as well as Everything Leaves You Hungry

3. Is there anything you posted that you wish had reached more people? (No such thing as a flop here!) Shout it out, it might catch a new pair of eyes!

Truthfully, all of my fics for Daniel.

4. Can you give us a hint of anything coming before the end of the year? Maybe even a little taster?

Too Pretty For War Chapter 9 teaser incoming!

Two months. Two months it took for Athens to get a new king. It was through no fault of the kingdom’s that such a gap in leadership occurred, rather due to the fact that Princess Y/N requested that they wait until her family could make the trip from Sparta. It was not as if the kingdom was left ungoverned, Sam was just running the kingdom without the official title.

However, that was set to change today. On the most blasted hot day of the entire summer. It was sweltering, sweat dripping off one’s skin from the moment the sun rose. There was no reprieve. Even basking in the shade was nothing more than a slight improvement. Samuel and his wife were forced to stand in the stifling heat for the entirety of the day. Once the ceremony was over and Samuel was officially king, the first thing he would do would be to demolish the long ceremony.

5. Are you setting any writing goals for next year, or just going with the flow? If you are, what are they?

I'm just gonna go with the flow like I always do <3

6. Do you have any one shots or finished pieces you're tempted to expand on or revisit next year?

Well... I did leave the ELYH saga on a cliffhanger.... and it has been calling my name as of late.... but who knows. And I still have that bonus chapter for Too Pretty For War that I promised!

7. Is there anything new you're tempted to try out? A new style/trope/AU/another person in the fandom?

I do have an old Grease AU that I started for a different fandom and I have been thinking about revisiting it. I'm fairly certain someone else in the fandom has written a Grease fic and I'd have to ask them if they'd feel comfortable with me also posting one before I'd even think about posting mine. Oh! I also have an Indiana Jones AU I've been chipping away at for months (and another AU that I'm going to keep a secret until I've written enough to post a teaser).

8. Now to hype some other writers! What's a piece you read back in the first half of the year that you can shout out?

Westerberg: A Cautionary Tale by @t00turnttrauma Girl I still couldn't believe what you did to Sam in the 4th chapter I was shook as hell. I remember texting one of my friends being like "ain't no way she's actually gonna do it" and then you DID

9. And how about something you've read more recently?

Well, the stuff I have enjoyed the most is actually unreleased fics from @t00turnttrauma and @ofthecaravel of which I am not at liberty to disclose, but just know they're so amazing and awesome and I cannot wait until their stuff is released so I can gush about it freely. (Kim I am begging so nice on my hands and knees to take another crack at the Coven one please please please - but don't feel pressured)

10. A fun one to finish...If you could insert yourself into any fic in the fandom, which would it be and what do you think would happen?

I'd have to go with Sinister by @godlygreta because I love angst that much apparently. Also the whole vibe of that fic is so immaculate and I think about this fic all the time. (If I were to go with one of my own fics I'd pick Too Pretty For War I just wanna see Sam in a toga everyday)

Tagging @t00turnttrauma :)

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the-iceni-bitch · 3 years

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Welcome Home, Soldier

Kinktober Day 1: Uniform Kink

Pairing: 1940s post-war Steve Rogers x fem!reader x Bucky Barnes (Stucky)

Words: ~4k

Summary: It’s been year’s since you last saw your man. But now the war is over and he’s headed home, but not alone.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (fingering, f and m receiving oral sex, unprotected vaginal sex, unprotected m receiving anal sex, captain/sergeant kink, mentions of naughty drawings and letters, mmf threesome, bi male partners), fluff, hints of previous potential angst, pining resolved, SMUT!!!! 18+ ONLY!!!!!

A/N: It’s finally here!! We are kicking things off with a bang, our two favorite soldiers ready to take us apart after getting home from the war. Happy Kinktober, bitches!

I am no longer doing taglists, so if you want to stay up to date on all the latest fllth, follow my sideblog @the-iceni-library and turn on notifications!

February hadn’t come fast enough.

As soon as the president had announced that the soldiers in Europe would be returning you had been counting down the days. You hadn’t seen Steve since he had shipped out, and even those extremely filthy letters the two of you had been exchanging hadn’t been enough to tamp down the yearning that you felt every time you slid into your bed alone.

Finally having him home was going to be wonderful, even though it wasn’t going to just be the two of you anymore. When he’d told you he’d gotten the chance to reconnect with Bucky you couldn’t deny you were worried. Bucky was his first love, and you had been concerned he was going to slowly pull away from you once the two of them grew close again.

Instead, he’d written you everything about the sweet man he’d fallen in love with. Telling you every single endearing thing about him as he gushed in his letters to you, asking you if you would be ok writing to Bucky, too. And of course you would be, if Steve loved him, you were sure he was wonderful. The three of you had fallen into a surprisingly easy rhythm, the letters you sent to each other filled with increasingly naughty little thoughts and occasional drawings that Steve had done until you were obsessed with the thought of two warm bodies sharing your bed, even though you’d never laid eyes on Bucky before.

You did get to see images of him a few times. Whenever you went to the pictures, the little propaganda pieces they played beforehand featured your two men. And, god, every time you saw them you had to practically run back to your little apartment to relieve the sudden ache between your thighs. As strange as it had been at first to think of sharing your Stevie with someone else, now you couldn’t imagine things any other way.

So now you were standing on the docks in the pretty cream dress you’d spent ages sewing yourself, fidgeting with your skirt nervously as you watched their boat slowly float towards the mooring point. The whole pier was packed with sweethearts and wives, all of you looking like you were ready to dive into the water if that meant you could lay your eyes on your men any sooner. A collective sigh went out once the boat was docked and they started to lower the ramp, all of you practically bouncing on your toes and watching the soldiers milling around on the deck who seemed to be just as anxious.

The ramp hit the dock and a river of army green uniforms started rushing towards the docks with an excited buzz. Tears were flowing freely as families reunited, long separated sweethearts exchanging chaste kisses before wandering off to finish their reunions in private. You were bouncing on your toes with anticipation, searching frantically for a sign of your golden and brunette boys.

Then you spotted them. The two of them were strolling slowly down the ramp as they chatted with a big redhead in a bowler hat who you recognized as Dum Dum Dugan from the films. You only registered him for a second though before your eyes were drinking in Steve. He looked harder than he had before he shipped out, a slight weariness to his carriage that broke your heart a little bit. But he was still your Steve. And Bucky was right beside him, looking so rugged and handsome and just everything Steve had told you about. You thought you were prepared for what the uniforms were going to do to you after watching those little propaganda pictures, but seeing them in those pressed greens in person?

Suddenly you didn’t care about anyone else who might be watching, or that stupid decorum you were supposed to be practicing when you were in public. You were sprinting down the docks with tears streaming down your cheeks and shouting Steve’s name. He just barely had the chance to drop his pack before you were launching yourself at him, catching you with a small sound of surprise and letting you wrap yourself around him before you were pressing your lips to his in an absolutely obscene kiss.

Dugan gave an appreciative laugh before clapping Steve and Bucky on the shoulder then wandering off, muttering about finding himself a girl who could kiss like that as he made his way to the long line of cabs that had collected at the edge of the docks. You lost track of time while you were kissing Steve, your fingers tangled in his hair while he swallowed your soft moans greedily and tried his best to breathe. Both of you were panting heavily by the time you pulled away, resting your forehead against Steve’s and chewing on your bottom lip as you tried to come back down.

“Miss me, doll?” You returned that sloppy grin he was giving you, tilting his cap back on his head and pecking him on the lips again when he started chuckling.

“Shut the fuck up, Rogers.” You teased, loving the low groan he let out. He did always love when you swore, something about that filthy mouth combined with your adorable little dresses always doing something to him. “Why don’t you introduce me to your friend?”

“Right.” He turned his grin to Bucky, who was watching the two of you melt into each other with an indulgent smirk. “Buck, this is Y/N.”

“Ya know, this punk drew you for me a couple times, but I don’t think those pictures really…”

You cut him off by grabbing his collar and pulling him in for an equally filthy kiss, whining when he immediately dropped his bag and wrapped a hand around the back of your neck so he could keep your lips molded to his. Between the way your skirt was hiked up around your thighs so your garters were on display and the way you were making out with Bucky while your legs were still wrapped around Steve, they were both extremely grateful they had arranged for the press to think they were arriving on a completely different boat tomorrow. All they needed was some headline about Captain America and his best friend sharing a loose woman.

It all felt so natural though. Bucky gripped your waist and pulled you into his arms, letting Steve pick up the dropped bags and heft them over his shoulders while the two of you got acquainted. He couldn’t stop grinning while he watched you, never imagining that he would have found two people who made his heart so full and would love each other too.

“Should we get a cab, doll?” You and Bucky had finally disconnected, and you were flashing a pleased grin between the two men as you regained your feet.

“No, I have a car.” You did your best to straighten your dress out.

“What? Sweetheart, how did you pay for a car?” Steve knew you’d been working while he was gone, but he never would’ve thought you were bringing home that kind of money.

“It wasn’t that expensive. I just fixed up an old junker.” You gave him a shrug as you made your way to your Chevy. “I was hoping to have the bikes I got for you finished before you got back but they’re being a bit of a bitch.”

“God, you’re perfect.” Steve pressed his lips to the top of your head while you opened the trunk, shoving the bags inside before the three of you were climbing in.

The energy in the car was electric as you made your way back to your place. All of you were thrumming with anticipation as you exchanged furtive glances, Steve and Bucky doing their best to keep their hands off you so you didn’t crash the car. Even though you and Bucky had never been together, Steve had been more than happy to talk about what you were like, and if even half the things he’d told him were true, well, it would definitely explain why Steve was looking at you like he was going to eat you alive.

It only took 20 minutes for you to make it back to your apartment, but it felt like forever with how ready the three of you were to finally lose yourselves in each other. Steve ordered Bucky to leave the bags once you parked, tossing you over his shoulder and taking the stairs three at a time while you laughed lightly and Buck chased after you two with a grin on his face.

“Wait, shit.” Steve paused briefly before opening the door to the hallway that led to your flat. “That old busybody Mrs. Namath still around? I remember her threatening to talk to the landlord about you violating the morality clause in your lease before I shipped out. Pretty sure we wouldn’t be able to bribe her if she saw me and Buck both heading into your place.”

“No, that old bitch finally bought the farm.” You yelped when Steve slapped your ass happily before heading down the hall to your front door. “I’ll have to introduce you to Gina at some point. She cures grass and it’s fucking fantastic. Definitely don’t have to worry about her ratting us out.”

Steve dropped you so you could unlock the door, both men pressing close to your back and each other and making it so hard for you to focus it took you a good two minutes before you were swinging the door open. As soon as it closed behind you Steve and Bucky were on you, their lips tracing over your neck and jaw as their hands pulled at your dress until you were in nothing but your undergarments.

“Oh god, I missed this.” Steve sighed when he got your bra unhooked and pulled it down your shoulders, taking a moment to gaze reverently at your breasts before bending to nuzzle himself between the valley of your cleavage. “No offense Buck, she’s just so fucking soft.”

“Yeah, I get it.” Bucky brushed his lips over your jaw as he shoved his hand down your panties and groaned when his fingers teased over your slippery clit. “Oh doll, you’re so warm. Stevie, she’s wet.”

“Lemme see.” Steve pressed his cheek against your chest and purred when Bucky pulled his slick stained fingers out of your panties and held them up for Steve to inspect.

You whined needily when Steve wrapped his lips around Bucky’s fingers and moaned at the taste of you, letting Bucky pull them out slowly as he swirled his tongue around his digits while you just panted with want.

“Fuck, even better than I remember.” Steve’s eyes were blown wide with desire when he rose back up to his full height, smirking wickedly at you before his eyes flicked to Bucky’s over your shoulder. “You want a taste, Buck?”

“Course I do, c’mere.”

These two assholes were gonna make you pass out before you even got started, your cunt throbbing when Steve leaned over your shoulder and pressed his lips to Bucky’s so the brunette could taste you on his tongue. They groaned into the kiss as their tongues tangled together, passing the taste of you between them before pulling apart with a pair of gasps.

“Even sweeter from the source.” Steve winked at Bucky and turned to press a kiss to your cheek before pulling back and starting to head towards your bedroom. “Feel like you’ll find out on your own soon enough, though.”

You squealed when Bucky picked you up bridal style and followed after Steve, purring when he bent to suck on your neck before he was ducking through your door and tossing you onto the bed.

“Hey, leave those fucking uniforms on!” You snapped at them when they started to strip, frowning when Steve just chuckled at you.

“She always this bossy?” Bucky grabbed your ankle and pulled you down until your ass was almost hanging off the bed, bending over you and taking as much of your breast as he could between his lips before sucking softly.

“She sure is.” He laid beside you on the bed and bent to run his tongue over the nipple that Bucky wasn’t working on, smirking when you whimpered and arched into their faces.

“Jesus, thought the army would have made it easier for you to follow orders. Quit giving me shit, Rogers.” You felt Bucky start to kiss his way down your torso and shot Steve a wicked grin, moaning when Bucky started mouthing at your core through your soft silk panties and wrapping your legs around his neck. “Look at the Sergeant here, didn’t even have to tell him what to do. Oh god!”

Bucky had shoved your panties to the side and was devouring your pussy, and when you called him Sergeant he let out a feral growl that had your whole body shivering with deep need. His tongue was lapping eagerly at the slick that was leaking from you, laving his tongue over your slit and practically whining as your taste flooded his senses.

“Think he likes when you call him that, doll.” Steve moved up to your face and chuckled when you just huffed at him. “That right, sarge?”

“Shut up, punk.” Bucky just broke away briefly to frown at Steve and then he was burying himself in your wet heat again, grunting as he dragged his tongue over your clit before lashing it with slow kitten licks.

“That’s right, Captain, shut the fuck up.” You tilted his cap back on his head and beamed at him before drawing his lips to yours.

“Fuck, that really goes straight to your dick.” He muttered when he felt his cock twitch at you using his rank in that sultry murmur, licking his tongue between your lips and groaning when you reached down to palm him over his slacks. “Do it again, doll.”

“Think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here, Captain.” You bit his lips and laughed softly when he bucked into your hand and let out a low grunt. “Fuck, right there, Sergeant Barnes.”

Bucky glanced up at you through his lashes when he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked gently, growling when he got a look at you and Steve kissing like you were making up for lost time, which you were. He swiped the tip of his tongue over your swollen bud and that did it, your body arching off the bed suddenly as you gasped into Steve’s mouth and your cunt fluttered wildly around nothing. Bucky groaned when your release flooded his mouth and soaked his chin, the taste of your cum exploding across his tongue and making his eyes roll back in his head until he was feeling faint.

“Jesus Christ, why the fuck did this asshole ever leave you, doll?” Bucky kissed his way over your hips when you released him before rising to his feet between your legs and swaying slightly. “That pussy is so fucking sweet, I feel drunk.”

“Wasn’t my idea.” You were almost spent. It had been too fucking long and having two massive soldier’s lavish all this attention on you was a little overwhelming. You were still you though, plucking Steve’s cap off his head and putting it on as you gave him a teasing grin and slid back up the bed to lean against your pillows. “I need a little break before we keep going. Take those uniforms off, slowly. No.” You frowned when they started undressing themselves. “Captain, you take off the Sergeant’s and vice versa.”

“Oh, you want a show?” Bucky winked at you and grabbed Steve by his tie, nibbling at the curve of his jaw as he started undoing the knot.

“Yeah, I want a fucking show.” You reached into your nightstand and grabbed one of the cigars you saved for special occasions, biting the end off before lighting it and purring when Steve and Bucky kissed again. “Fuck, take his shirt off.”

“You know, if you’re gonna be giving us orders I feel like you should have a rank of your own.” Bucky sucked greedily on Steve’s neck as he drew his shirt down his shoulders, chuckling when the captain shredded his shirt and ripped the tatters off him. “What d’ya think, Steve, she seem like a Major to you?”

“Yeah, a major pain in the ass.” Steve laughed at his own joke and set to undoing Bucky’s belt, dodging the pillow you lobbed at him before bending forward to drag his tongue over Bucky’s nipple and making the sergeant moan for him.

“You keep that insubordination up, you’re gonna end up with a court martial, Captain.” You took another puff from your cigar and tilted Steve’s cap back on your head, spreading your legs wide and brushing your fingers over your clothed core as you watched your boys work each other over. “Why don’t you tell me how the sergeant’s cock feels.”

“Mm, it’s so fucking hard.” Steve growled when he shoved his hand down the front of Bucky’s slacks and wrapped it around his cock, Buck bending forward and burying his face in his neck with a deep sigh when he started to stroke him slowly. “Fuck, baby, you’re leaking all over my hand. He gets so needy, doll.”

“Well then help him out, Captain.” You grinned when you watched Steve kiss his way down Bucky’s torso and yank his slacks off, Bucky collapsing back against the mattress and whining when Steve dragged his tongue over his cock. “Fuck, if you two don’t look so goddamn pretty together. Hurry up, as soon as I finish this stogie I want you boys to wreck me.”

“Yes ma’am.” Bucky winked at you before winding his fingers through Steve’s hair and shoving his face down on his cock, fucking his throat viciously as the blonde gagged around him.

You could feel your slick starting to leak through the thin silk of your panties as you watched Steve suck Bucky off, the sloppy slurps and moans coming from his mouth making your clit throb as Bucky moaned and tossed his head back when he lost himself in his pleasure. Apparently Steve’s oral skills were universal, because it only took a few minutes of him licking and sucking at Bucky’s cock before the sergeant’s whole body shuddered and his hips stilled, his thick spend mixing with the drool that was leaking from the corners of Steve’s mouth as the blonde struggled to swallow everything he was giving him and let out a thin whine. He let Bucky’s softening cock slide from between his lips with a low moan, gulping down air greedily and purring when Bucky ran his fingers through his hair before turning his face to you and giving you a fucked out, sloppy grin.

“Get up here and fuck me, Captain.” You crooked your finger at him and he growled before crawling up the bed and slotting himself between your thighs, grabbing the back of your neck and smashing his lips to yours.

Steve shredded your panties with one hand before freeing his cock from his slacks and letting it smack against your soaked pussy, his tip catching at your entrance before he was thrusting into you with one swift motion until he was sheathed to the hilt. You moaned into his mouth as he started fucking you, the taste of Bucky’s spend lingering on your tongue as Steve stroked it with his own and his hips slapped wildly against your thighs. The bed dipped when Bucky rolled to sit up once he’d come down, biting his lip at the sight of Steve fucking you like an animal while you made some beautiful, soft noises for him.

“You gonna fucking join us or what, Sergeant?” You peeked over Steve’s shoulder and whined softly when he hit you deep, beckoning for Bucky with one hand while your other dug into Steve’s bicep while he dragged his tongue over your throat.

“How do you want me, doll?” He started pressing soft kisses over Steve’s back as he waited for your orders, sighing when the other man let out a moan against your neck.

“Mm, I’m all good, Sarge.” You purred when Steve ground against your clit and bit at your pulse point, reaching around his back to run your fingers through Bucky’s hair. “But I think the Captain here could use a little help.”

“Oh god, you just got me back and you’re already trying to kill me?” Steve arched his back when Bucky wrapped his hand around his throat, whining when the sergeant turned his face so he could press their lips together.

“I think you can handle it, Captain.” His hips were still rocking against yours even as Bucky leaned back to spit on his pretty hole. “Can’t you do this all day?”

Bucky threw his head back and laughed at that, slapping his cock between Steve’s legs to slick himself up in your juices before teasing his tip over the tight ring of muscle. As soon as he slid inside him Steve almost collapsed, bracing his elbows on either side of your body so you didn’t end up getting crushed under their weight.

“Ah, fuck. Buck, Y/N, Jesus.” Steve could hardly handle it when Bucky started fucking him while your hips rolled underneath his, Bucky’s cock hitting his prostate with each thrust while your cunt clenched around him in waves making him practically feral. “Feels so fucking good.”

“Yeah?” You leaned up on your elbows and sucked a bruise over his jaw, grinning when you felt his cock twitch inside you as Bucky ground into his ass. “That’s fucking it. Steve, right there.”

Steve hissed when he felt you starting to flutter around him, rolling his hips between you and Bucky and shoving his cock as deep as he could when you let out a broken cry. The feel of your perfect cunt milking him while Bucky kept fucking him deep had him following right after you, burying his face in your neck with a muffled roar as he filled you with his thick cum until it was leaking out around the base of his cock. Bucky couldn’t hold back after watching the two of you lose yourselves, sinking his teeth into Steve’s shoulder and grunting softly when his hips stuttered and he spilled everything he had inside the captain’s clenching hole.

The two soldiers had the presence of mind to roll off you when they finally collapsed, their limbs still tangled with yours as all three of you breathed heavily to try to regulate yourselves. You wound your fingers through Steve’s where they were splayed over your stomach, beaming at him and Bucky when you turned your head to see them nuzzling into each other’s necks.

“Well, fuck me well.” You took a deep breath and blew it out when another aftershock ran through your body. “I’d say that deserves another cigar. You boys want one before you stretch out my other holes?”

“Christ.” Bucky took the stogie you handed him and puffed it a few times before handing it to Steve, flopping back against the pillows and running a hand over his face. “You weren’t lying, Stevie.”

“Nope.” Steve grinned when you reached over and ruffled his hair, tracing his fingers over your waist absentmindedly as he watched your perfect lips wrap around your cigar. “My girl’s fucking insatiable.”

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actuallysaiyan · 3 years

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Drunken Shinobi(Part I)

Word count: 1,060 Pairings: Rock Lee x Reader, Sasuke Uchiha x Reader and Naruto Uzumaki x Reader Warnings: Drunken sex, unprotected sex, creampies, oral sex, fingering, praise kink, breeding kink. A/N: It's been a hot minute since I posted. I apologize. I hope you all enjoy these very sexy headcanons. A part two may be in the works, and I'm thinking this time it'll be hot teachers(Might Guy, Kakashi and Iruka?)

You knew your boyfriend could be a little timid sometimes, but he’s so sweet and so kind. He’ll do anything to make you smile. But you also heard the rumors of what he was like when he’s drunk. Surely, he couldn’t be that different.

But you invite him over one night and you give him a little champagne. At first, everything is normal but it doesn’t take him long to change into someone completely different. His eyes are half-open, his skin is flush.

He leans over to kiss you, and he keeps you pinned down. He looks so blissed out and he’s quick to get you there with him.

First he’ll undress you and worship your body. His words are a little slurred while he’s drunk, but he compliments you a lot.

Then he’ll part your thighs and play with your wet pussy. Lee knows exactly what to do to make you come undone so quickly. It’s almost like he’s got your whole body mapped out perfectly.

Once he’s made you cum, he’ll get undressed and climb back on top of you. He’ll kiss you so sensually, leaving you a little breathless. He’ll guide his hard cock into your slick hole, inch by inch.

As soon as he is balls deep inside of you, something snaps inside of him. Lee is now insanely turned on and he is in a frenzy.

He’ll pound himself into you, and any shyness or timidness that’s usually present is completely gone. He’s a changed man when he’s drunk.

A more confident and cocky Lee comes out to play. He’ll NEVER degrade you, he only has sweet words of praise for you. He’ll tell you just how good you feel around his cock and how much he loves fucking you.

When he does finally cum, it’s explosive. He’s loud and he’s trembling and he always gives you the creampie you want(with your consent of course). Lee cums really hard usually, and when he’s drunk, it’s even more so.

This all wears him out and he’s so quick to fall asleep afterwards. All he wants is for you to cuddle him.

Sasuke can be very moody when he’s drunk. If you’re alone with him, he might open up to you a bit and tell you some things about him that maybe he wouldn’t say sober.

He’ll probably be cold and distant with you at first, but as the alcohol flows through his veins, he’ll start to warm up to you the more you drink.

He’s very clingy once he gets a good buzz going on. If you want to fuck, he’s going to be so insanely needy. He’ll kiss you a lot and just keep his hands on you the whole time, caressing you.

Sasuke is all about you giving him head when he’s drunk. He loves it so much. It feels so good when he’s drunk. He’s probably going to cum very quickly.

But he goes down on you to make up for it and to allow him some time for his refractory period. Sasuke will never leave you unsatisfied.

When he’s hard again, he’ll tease your wet folds with his cockhead. Those sweet little noises you make really rile him up.

He’ll probably have you on top at first. Then as he continues to fuck you, the Uchiha breeding kink grows stronger when he’s drunk and he’ll have you in more submissive positions.

The way you whine and beg him has him so turned on. Just tell him how good it feels to be fucked by him and that you really want him to cum inside of you, and he’s just so aroused.

Expect to cum A LOT with Sasuke being drunk. He loves making you gush all of the sheets and all over him too. You’ll probably need to stop for breaks.

The Uchiha breeding kink will make Sasuke want to give you a creampie. You’ll be folded into a mating press soon enough and he’s going to fuck himself into you until he fills you up with his thick cum.

Sasuke loves to cuddle afterwards. He feels a little vulnerable after all this, so just hold him in your arms and whisper sweet words to him.

Naruto is definitely a fun and silly drunk. If you take him out to go drinking, he wants to go dancing and singing karaoke with you. He loves to have fun with you and especially when he’s drunk.

He’ll pretend to give you a lap dance, which slowly turns into him becoming so horny. The pretending will stop and he’s going to take you home where you can be alone.

And once you’re home with him…he panics. You may have to take control of the situation at first since he gets a little nervous about becoming intimate with you. He just wants you to have a good time.

Strip for him and he’s going to literally lose his mind. It’s so sexy for you to give him slow little sneak peeks of your body and then when you are finally naked, he’s just so turned on. He’ll praise you so much.

He wants to fuck you so badly, but he’ll start by licking your wet little pussy until you are absolutely gushing all over his cute face. Naruto adores making you squirt. Ever since he learned how to, he never stops doing it.

Once you’ve cum at least two times, then he’ll get himself undressed and come back on top of you to give you a sensual kiss.

His dirty talk rivals even his sensei’s, pervy sage. Naruto can make you wet with only his words alone. Which is surprising since he tends to lack tact most of the time.

Naruto jackhammers into you like his life depends on it. All while clinging to you and moaning loudly. Naruto is so loud when he fucks you. He can’t help but moan, grunt and whimper softly whenever he gets closer to cumming.

Naruto cums…A LOT. You’ll literally be dripping with his cum after he’s done with you. It’s so thick and hot and you can’t keep it all inside of you. Naruto is so proud of this.

He’ll bring you into his arms and cuddle you all night after that. He’s pretty tired after fucking you hard, so it won’t take him long to fall asleep.

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beyondspaceandstars · 2 years

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Treacherous (8)

Relationship: Druig x Reader Warnings: angst, fighting, maybe suggestive scenes Summary: Soulmate!AU - Soulmate tattoos are incredibly rare but you’ve never felt really proud to have one. Everyone else around you gushed over it while you found the whole thing ominous and a little inconvenient. Truthfully, you were never really convinced you’d find your other half… That is until a random camping trip leads you to a quaint village run by a dark and brooding man who just so happens to be your soulmate. Stuck in the forest with nothing else to lose, you agree to join his world, his little village, and see if there’s actually love behind the markings. A/N: I apologize this is the only content I rn have to give ksjdfalsjdflj I started a new job and have been trying to adjust but I get so tired after work lmao I'm gonna do better I promise

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You woke up the next morning sore and full of regret. In your fit of rage, you had decided to sleep on the couch, not wanting to even be in the same room as your soulmate. You hadn’t even bothered to change out of your pajamas.

These actions had concerned Druig. You could feel the worry radiating off of him when he finally came back into the house. You made sure to position yourself so your back was facing the door in order to avoid any eye contact or acknowledgment from him. But that hadn’t worked as well as you thought it would, not when you could sense him standing in the doorway watching you.

Thankfully, though, he didn’t say anything, choosing, as you had, to let the situation rest for the night. It maybe wasn’t the smartest given the fact everyone says not to go to bed angry but those people had never been in your shoes. Hell, you didn’t think any pair of soulmates had ever been in your shoes. You were making up the rules as you went.

You weren’t sure how much sleep you actually got. One second you were shutting your eyes, trying to block out your thoughts, and the next you were being awakened by the sound of someone cooking.

It didn’t take long for your tired brain to piece it together. Druig was making breakfast for you. Again. You didn’t know it was possible to feel worse about everything until the smell of fresh coffee hit your nose.

You had straight-out rejected his advancements — advancements you were enjoying — and stormed away like some kind of child yet here he was making you food. You covered your eyes in frustration and let out a low groan.

"You’re awake," Druig commented as food sizzling in a pan filled your senses. He was very monotone with his statement. It made you uneasy.

"You’re cooking," you replied, still facing the couch pillows.

Druig scoffed. "I’m running out of ways to apologize."

Your frowned, suddenly feeling mixed on everything. On one hand, you felt bad about your actions and wanted to apologize, but also… He had been the one to be so forward. Weren’t you upset because of him?

"Apologize?"

Druig let out a vague hum in confirmation. "I scared you. You… You’re so scared nearly all of the time."

Scared? He had called you scared last night but you hadn’t thought much about it given the fact he had you occupied with other things. But now, in the hazy, post-anger glow of it all, you could understand where he was coming from. You were scared — but who wouldn’t be in this situation? There was so much to be scared of, you didn’t think the feeling would ever end. You couldn’t believe he was… Surprised? Offended by this?

"That’s a natural human response," you bit back.

"But I’m your soulmate," he replied, throwing right back the snappy tone you had delivered. "You shouldn’t be scared of me. You should be happy or at least comfortable. You could feel safe, appreciated. Welcomed. I try and I wait and I get… I get to sleep alone, I get pushed away."

That was it for you. You weren’t going to let him throw a pity party. Fueled by the anger that has replenished in your heart, you shoved yourself off the couch and stormed into the kitchen.

"I’m sorry I’m hesitant to just jump in your arms but you have to look at this from my standpoint," you snapped. "I didn’t expect my soulmate to be some recluse that lives in the middle of the Amazon and I sure as shit didn’t expect to have to uproot my life to try to be with them."

Druig’s hand hit the counter in frustration. "But you’re not really trying, are you? There’s something here and we both can feel it yet you — you don’t want to face it." He wasted no time firing right back at you. "I understand you face giving up a lot but we won’t get anywhere if you keep acting like this. Have I truly done anything to force you away? To make you scared?"

He didn’t actually want an answer, that was evident in his tone. His sarcastic, aggravated tone you hated. It was becoming very quick to you that you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Druig’s anger and it wasn’t even a fear thing. It was a sad thing. You just felt…hopeless when your soulmate was upset. It was a sensation you couldn’t control.

“I’ve never felt anything like this towards another person before,” you admitted. "Even the…annoyance I have is overwhelming. It’s… It’s hard to handle so many new things at once." As your words flowed out, a splatter of tears in your eyes made an appearance. "But I think I want to try, I really believe I do."

Druig turned back to the food still simmering on the stove. He was making make fried eggs, over easy, you noticed.

"You think you do?"

"I’m still standing here," you said. "That must mean something."

"It might just mean you can’t navigate your way out of the forest, aye?" He retorted with a scoff, but you knew he didn’t mean that statement, you knew deep in your heart it was just the bitter end of anger talking.

In some form of defeat, you crossed the kitchen so that you two were now standing side by side. But Druig still wasn’t looking away from the food.

"I… I can do better," you said softly, blinking away the remaining tears.

"We’re a pair then, yes?" Druig asked, hesitantly. "Partners?"

"Mates, even," you added with a breathy laugh. Druig matched you with a chuckle of his own. Even a slight smile crept onto his lips.

"I’m sorry for being so harsh," he eventually muttered. "It is just that… Since you waltzed into my village, what I have felt for you has been consuming, exciting. I may not have been able to show it in the best of ways and to see you struggling with our bond…it’s all so heartbreaking. But I should’ve been fairer to you. I don’t realize what you have left behind, I just want to make right now good for you — the future good for you."

Druig’s words were so soft but the emotions hit you like a train. You had felt his care — his love, even — before but this was truly next level. You didn’t think he could get more passionate.

Your fight-or-flight instinct wanted you to push it aside, stay skeptical, but that part of you had been winning for so long. When you looked beyond it, there was something in you that found his actions, his words endearing. You could tell he truly meant all of it. Druig never half-assed anything, you realized.

"You must know that I can never fully leave behind what I had in New York," you sighed, "but I also know I can’t keep hiding behind it when I said I’d give…this, us, a try."

"I don’t want you to leave behind anything. I just wish for you to be here with me, in the present," Druig said. But after a thoughtful moment, he added, "Although, maybe we could do something about that little boyfriend."

Oh, of course. That storm cloud hovering over everything. Maybe that was one part of your previous life you could actually leave behind eventually. Perhaps without regrets. Even if the idea did make you feel guilty.

It wasn’t your boyfriend’s fault you were in the position you were but also…you never hid the tattoo from him, yet he chose to live by his beliefs and in some ways, you had, too. Unfortunately, his beliefs only got you so far.

They got you here.

"Well," you said, "hopefully we never have to cross that bridge." Frankly, you didn’t know what you meant by that. You were just looking to switch the conversation.

"No?" Druig hummed. "You don’t think he’s going to show up here one day? Finally having tracked down his lovely, loyal girlfriend?"

You chose to very much ignore the word loyal. It was just Druig showcasing his bitter side which never failed to make itself known when it comes to such…sensitive topics.

But there isn’t to say there wasn’t some point to his comment. Was your boyfriend tracking you down? Would he just show up here one day? Or had he taken rescue searches back to New York in hopes of someone or something there helping him? Chances of him giving up were slim but that didn’t mean effort would work.

"I… I don’t know," you admitted as you began pulling out plates to set the table for breakfast. Likely sensing your hesitancy, Druig dropped the topic and went back to the cooking breakfast, much to your relief.

***

After breakfast, Druig was back to being by your side as much as he possibly could. Now with the Big Date being done and over and having had the conversation, he seemed actually eager to follow you to the crafting circle (a name you had adopted for it but it was yet to catch on).

"How’s the knitting come along?" Druig asked as you two made your way across the center of the village. You could see the women were almost done setting up. Your project was laid out in the spot that had become your seat.

"Good," you replied. "I’m making a blanket."

"A blanket?"

You nodded. "I can’t wait for you to see it, actually," you admitted. You weren’t sure where the admission stemmed from but you couldn’t miss how it made Druig’s eyes light up.

"Is the blanket for anything in particular?" Druig inquired vaguely. You bit back your smirk.

"Are you asking me if I made you a blanket?"

Druig shrugged and looks away. "A blanket could be for anything," he pointed out. "Perhaps it’s a baby blanket."

You shot a look at Druig, appalled and surprised, but he just had a little playful smirk on his lips. Was he…making a joke? Teasing you? He had odd ways of doing it. This man certainly had the weirdest social skills you think you’ve ever seen. But, then again, what could you expect from someone that wasn’t technically of this world?

"Is there an abundant need for baby blankets here?" You asked as you passed other villagers heading off to their jobs and chores. They greeted you two with shy, meaningful smiles — smiles you weren’t sure how to return.

"Generations grow at a steady but manageable pace," Druig explained shortly, vaguely.

You let out a noncommittal hum in acknowledgment as you approached the group of women. They greeted you both with waves and a chorus of good mornings. Druig just nodded but you made sure to greet them individually, having found that they all keep great company even if you only caught on to half of their conversations. They had, in a way, taken you in.

After saying your greetings, you picked up your project and took your usual seat in the circle. As expected, Druig sat close behind you.

You looked over your half-done blanket before presenting it to Druig to see. His eyes grew wide as you showed it off which you didn’t quite blame him for. It was…a lot. You had used pretty much every color available to make some sort of chaotic rainbow blanket. It was lively and warming as you wanted. You could already feel how cozy it was going to be. You couldn’t stop yourself from picturing how it would look in…the house.

"I know it’s a bit crazy but I think it’s so fun," you said. "I also just wanted to try out all the yarn the villagers have made. I’m pleasantly surprised, it’s all so soft and bright."

Druig gently ran his fingers over the lines and lines of knitted yarn. His eyes scanned your work intimately, excitedly.

"It’s beautiful," he muttered as he took it in.

"Really?" You felt your face getting warm. "It—It’s not done yet but I think it’s coming along well. Hopefully, it makes for a good blanket."

"You’re doing so well, darling," Druig said, making your heart flutter without warning. Your body now felt like it was on fire. You didn’t understand his fascination — it was just a blanket — but your heart didn’t try to reason with it like your brain wanted to. Another blessing, or curse, from the bond.

You were about to respond, likely with something bashful and dismissive, when you heard giggling coming from the women in the circle. You glanced over to find everyone staring at you two as they knitted away at their projects. Frankly, it was quite impressive how they never lost their flow as they worked but also, you were concerned about why all their eyes were on you.

"Darling," One of the women repeated in English. She then muttered something in Spanish under her breath before adding, "Adorable, adorable." The group agreed with nods and more giggles.

"They think we make a nice couple," Druig translated. He nodded toward the woman who had made the comment. "Adorable, as she put it."

Were you on fire now? You felt like you were on fire. You were going to start a forest fire, you swore.

Slightly embarrassed, you pulled your blanket out of Druig’s grip and placed it in your lap. Your fingers fiddled with loose yarn absentmindedly.

"They don’t know that we’re not…a perfect pair," you stated. Druig shrugged.

"They see what they believe," he explained. "You know this already. They have their ideas, their myths, their stories. We embody it in their eyes."

How could you forget? The whole concept was both flattering and upsetting. Never in a million years had you thought there were people who…believed in you. Like you were an urban legend.

"What are their love lives like?" You asked, changing the subject abruptly. If villagers could discuss and awe you, couldn’t you do it for them?

Druig turned to you, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What?"

"These women must have partners, yes?" You looked back at the group. You could tell a few were listening in but you weren’t sure how much they were picking up on. The others appeared busy with their work but, again, you didn’t know which were being sneaky.

"I don’t really know, you’d have to ask them, dear," Druig said. "I don’t always keep track of my villagers in such a way. Generally, I am only aware of a couple when they come to me to share news about their engagement." Druig shifted his sitting form and added, "A few of these women are married."

Curiously, you observed the women. Sure enough, some of them had little silver bands gracing their ring finger.

"So, how does it work?" You asked and began working on your blanket as you awaited his response. You kind of liked knowing more about how this village operated. It could truly be like you were on a different planet given their purposeful isolation. "Do they have to come to you for, like…permission?" Gosh, when you worded it like that it sounded like you had landed in a cult… Well, then again —

Druig chuckled at your words. "Permission?" He shook his head. "I do not give out ‘permission’ for such a thing. They are free to marry who they please, I don’t wish to protrude like that. It is just that I must be informed of the engagement so I can marry them."

"You’ve never interfered?" You clarified, kind of finding that hard to fully believe given his abilities.

Druig shifted, uneasy. "I may be guilty of nudging people in certain directions but really, they have free will, I promise you."

You resisted rolling your eyes or scolding him for such actions and instead asked, "You lead all the weddings?" You hadn’t found any signs of a mainstream religion being present here. It seemed that Druig was the closest they got to a "holy" figure.

"I certainly do," Druig confirmed, "and I have for many generations. It’s…a nice part of it all." He paused. "You know, you will have to be apart of the process now."

You frowned as you continued making your knitting knots. You were just finishing up with a row of yellow and hoped to move on to the burnt orange next. "How so?"

"You are my partner," he explained. "You will have to assist me with engagement news, wedding ceremonies, the whole thing."

"I— What?" You did your best to process as you knitted but, frankly, this was overwhelming. Maybe you liked it better when Druig left you to your crafting circle. "So, they’ll have to come to us? And we will conduct the weddings?"

"Yes," Druig confirmed.

"I… I didn’t really sign on to be a…leader like you—,"

"Neither of us signed on for any of this, did we?"

You halted your hands. "Did you not choose to create this village?"

While you didn’t actually understand how this place came to be, this didn’t feel like part of the plan to save humanity or whatever. If it had been, where were the other Eternals? This appeared to be Druig’s and only Druig’s.

"Complicated," he replied sharply. "There’s nothing to fret about right now, darling. I haven’t caught wind of any couples in such a serious position."

You didn’t like him averting your question but you were slowly getting used to that part of him. You’d get it out of him one day, though. You knew it. He’d succumb to the openness the bond demanded eventually, just as you are.

"That’s sort of a shame," you eventually said. "Being apart of a wedding could be fun."

Druig hummed in agreement but never responded verbally. However, you could feel his eyes trained on you as you went back to making your blanket.

A few moments later, he dismissed himself, citing a need to check on how lunch was coming along. It was only then that you realized your hands were shaking.

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Going out on a date with Genshin boys - Childe

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Childe x gn reader

„I could just push your underwear to the side and finger-fuck you till you come all over yourself.”

That’s what he whispers into your ear while you’re on your spontaneous beach date. Lying comfortably on the blanket, the rays of sunshine skim all over your back, making you feel a bit too warm to your liking. Or perhaps, it’s not Liyue’s weather that causes your skin to heat up and cheeks to burn as if you were going to combust on the date with the harbinger.

„Don’t say such things!” You chastise him, eyes boring into his amused cerulean orbs.

He laughs merrily, his hands travelling up and down the back of your thighs, merely ghosting over the flesh with the very tips of his fingers. Your skin erupts in goosebumps, and you clasp your thighs together quivering defencelessly.

„Oh, but I know you like it, Doll.” Childe’s hand slyly sneaks under your underwear, and he squishes your ass cheek humming in delight. „Good girls/boys don’t lie. Haven’t we already talked about this?” His seductive whisper sounds more like an unspoken threat. He massages the meat of your ass, plays with it, kneading it like a fresh dough, fascinated by the reactions he wrings out of you. Your muscles tightening every time he slides his long fingers between the crack of your butt.

„Childe, we can’t do it here, plea--,” the harbinger cuts you short by pressing against the rim of your hole.

„I can do whatever I want, Doll.” Childe proves his point by slipping his finger into you. It’s still moderately shallow. Your walls suck his digit in like it was made to fit in there, but he doesn’t want to hurt you. The boy gently presses against your entrance, dipping in with the very fingertip to let you adjust to the intrusion. You choke on your moan, dreading that someone might hear you.

Childe is incredibly proud of himself. He did manage to sweet-talk you into wearing one of his shirts today. It reaches your mid-thigh.

„We’re going to the beach, Baby. You don’t need to put on your trousers, right?” That’s what he said, explaining to you that his shirt will be absolutely enough. The soft smile on his face did not give away his ulterior motive, presently as clear as Liyue’s sky.

He is propping himself on his elbow, his chest neatly pressed to your side as you give him a full view of your back lying on your belly. It’s too easy for him to wreck you when you’re so nicely spread out for him like that. Who is he to say no, after all?

The harbinger notices the brief frown of pain on your face when he buries his finger a bit deeper into your tight core. You mewl weakly, hands clutching onto the blanket you’re lying on.

„Look at you, so delicate.” He coos but his hand retreats and he spits on his palm, wasting no time to push his finger back in where both of you want it. This time it sinks in easily. The harbinger begins pumping his long digit in and on of your clenching hole. His finger is snugly hugged by the warmth of your walls and he purrs imagining how much he would like to fill you up with his hard and thick cock. He loves when you arch your back to allow him to penetrate you better. Childe skilfully hooks his finger and brushes over something deep, deep inside of you. Your body thrashes helplessly and you let out a strangled sob. In the distance, Childe can hear the voices of some children playing in the water.

„Shhh, Doll. You wouldn’t like for others to get to know how dirty you are, huh?” He scolds and immediately shoves the second finger into you. He’s no longer concerned about causing you pain as your cramping muscles and sticky slick gushing down your thighs are enough of an indicator of how close you’re to reach your peak. He picks up his speed, his fingers fuck you stupid and you are ashamed of the obscene sounds coming out of your body. Heat sizzles into your lower abdomen and there is a metallic taste of blood in your mouth due to how much you bite on your lips not wanting to moan out Childe’s name in public.

„I might have exaggerated with the spit, hmm? You made yourself so wet that you’re seeping down the blanket.”

His filthy talk makes you clench your fists in anger, but you can’t deny the coiling sensation in your sex. It’s taking all of your coherence away and you push back to fuck yourself on his fingers. Childe rams into you, mercilessly assaulting your sweet spot. Your breath hitches and you feel yourself convulsing with the rippling desire that is flooding your groin. You’re trembling and writhing. Your vision fades to black with how intensely your orgasm surges through your whole being. Your arousal leaking right under you, making you shiver in discomfort. Head slumping forward, and suddenly you feel like crying. A whimper of shame escapes your abused lips. Childe’s heart sinks in his chest. Your boyfriend immediately picks up on the situation and recognizes the post-orgasm vulnerability that takes the better of you.

„Come here, my Doll.” He picks up your life-less body, and soon you’re sitting in his lap with his arms holding you tightly. Childe nuzzles his nose against your cheek and proceeds to pepper-kiss all over your flushed face, which causes you to giggle.

„Hey, it tickles,” you try to fight back, but Childe does not let you wriggle out of his grip.

„You’re so perfect for me, you know, Doll?” he keeps mumbling these sickeningly sweet things until he’s sure that his love is the only thing you can think about at this point.

Other boys:

Albedo

Kaeya

Diluc

Kazuha

Xiao

Zhongli

Other series:

Thigh job with Genshin boys

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