#he was rapping like he’s had this on his chest for years 😭

[doehoney]

Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator

Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor

I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper

And more, uh, more paper

I'm blamin' you for all his gamblin' addictions

Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim

You raised a horrible fuckin' person, the nerve of you, Dennis

[keeheauxtales]

tentative title: hung hyung

Permanent 🔞 Ecstasy

MDNI

gif ©️ me! believe it or not 😭

pairing: Intak (P1H) x male reader (dynamic up to individual interpretation tbh)

author’s notes: I am currently miles away from my comfort zone… I don’t think I've written MxM anything in around 10 years 👀😀. However, I made a vow to myself that I'd write a thing for my Intak-biased bestie whose birthday is this week. On top of that, last week we saw Piwon for the 3rd time, and this title is from Victoria Monét's "On My Mama" which Intak covered so deliciously. 🤭 There is an alluding to pup!Intak that’s been all the rage here recently – if you squint.

content warnings: profanity, semi-public blowjob (reader received)

Your friend has the midas touch, and you swear by that, as you enter into the dressing room backstage per said friend’s invitation. You expected to see all the members shuffling around to get ready for the show. However, you only see Intak rise up from his seat already dressed as the door opens, politely greeting you with that big smile of his.

You were not complaining in the slightest as THE Hwang Intak confirms your name that was given to him by word of mouth. “It’s so nice to meet you, Y/N! I heard you’ve been a fan since debut…” Intak says after you’ve greeted him back. His appreciative doe eyes stare right into your eager eyes as he thanks you for being so supportive since the beginning of his career.

“Of course, Intak,” you reply, “and you’ve always caught my attention… Your rapping is so good, and the way you move is incredible.” You don’t expect anything when your eyes subconsciously cruise up and down that toned body of his, but you find his eyes doing the same thing in that brief moment of silence after thanking you again.

You definitely don’t expect him to call you cute in such a shy manner before briefly peeking at his phone. As you continue staring at him, taking this moment in, you spy some naturally formed blush hitting his cheeks.

“You good, Intak?” you can’t help but ask him, that blush on his face getting a deeper pink, almost like the magenta on the UTOP1A concert logo.

“I’m… good,” he starts off, “but a bit nervous. Never had a one-on-one time with a fan before… especially a handsome one…”

His confession catches you off guard, the compliment at the end almost leaving you in disbelief. The moment you look down his body again, that disbelief intensifies as you notice a bulge forming in his pants.

Out of curiosity, you ask him, “Well… how did you expect this [interaction] to go?”

After pondering a moment, he begins to answer before trailing off in thought. “Not too sure… T-talking…” Honestly speaking, the moment Intak was informed about this encounter, and your friend showed him a picture they took of you, his mind started racing at a pace he was struggling to grasp. “Can we do something else though? We have time.”

You admired how cautious he was trying to be, eyes surveying his surroundings as he briskly walks over to the door, awaiting your confirmation before turning the lock on it. It was almost as if you both knew what happens after the locking of any door (in this type of setting) because it did not take long before his lips touched yours, and you granted him access to your mouth.

Moans escape the both of you as you trail your hands that were cupping his face down his seemingly chiseled body. Unlike Intak, you were a bit more unashamed with your actions, but tried to be just as cautious with your approach.

“Fuck,” Intak breathes out as you gently grab at his hardened bulge. His hand grips your thigh in response as you come to the realization that you’re just as hard. Intak’s soft lips graze down your neck, stopping at your chest before looking up at you (in part) for permission. You knowingly nod, admiring how he balances his shyness with his natural confidence so well.

Both of his hands rest on your thighs before congregating at the belt buckle atop of your shorts. Now, one would’ve solely unbuckled the object, but this showman here asks if you know about his solo stage.

“Of course!” you exclaim a bit breathlessly. “I… love that song… and what you did with it.” He smiles at the praise you give him for his hard work before he gradually pulls your belt out from your garments completely.

In a move similar to one from that performance, your belt is wrapped around his big hands before it’s discarded to the side. You both can’t help but smirk at the action before he guides you onto the vanity counter, leaning back on your hands as you anticipate Intak’s next moves.

He doesn’t even bother undoing the button of your shorts, he just pulls them down until they’re around your ankles. Mere seconds pass before your boxers receive that same treatment, your hard cock springing up, precum already dripping out of the tip.

He licks his lips, constantly looking up at you for permission. This time, you place a hand of yours on the nape of his neck before nodding at him to proceed. He sticks his tongue out, feeding himself some of your precum as an appetizer before taking you in his mouth.

You can’t help but curse out at him in pleasure, your legs planting themselves over his shoulders as he indulged in the feeling of your dick in his mouth. He moans around you in sheer delight before looking back up at your pleased expression. Your eyes were too closed to see how proud of himself he was becoming at the fact that he was clearly making you feel good.

While bobbing his head up and down your length, he caresses your thighs with varying degrees of roughness, feeling you shake ever-so-slightly beneath him. “Holy fuck, Intak,” you spit out, earning a quizzical moan from the boy, feeling the vibration rather deeply before you continue. “You’re really fucking good…”

Intak kept moaning as he kept sucking, one hand grabbing your nutsack with a bit more intensity than you would’ve been prepared for. What you may have missed was that Intak grabbed his still clothed hard cock at the same time, just barely thrusting into his hand in alternation with his bobbing head.

Both of you seemlessly transition from soft moans to low groans, your dick twitching in Intak’s mouth in a way that eggs him on even further. Once he hollows his throat to receive you to the hilt, you begin to lose it.

“I’m gonna cum, 'T-tak!” you manage to yell in a whispered state. Those same puppy eyes you were met with in the beginning approve of your next moves before they close tightly. He squeezes yours and his balls simultaneously before you both let out the most unabashed sounds, as you feel ropes of your warm semen enter Intak’s warm throat.

An echo of obscenities follows as you come down from your peak. Intak slowly backs away from you with a close-mouthed grunt, waiting until your heavy eyes reopen for him to open his mouth. You couldn’t help but moan at the pool of your release still resting in his mouth before he swallows.

For several reasons, Intak smiles in relief before slowly getting up. “I have to change my underwear,” he admits, chuckling so adorably. He begins to discard of everything on his lower half rather quickly, and that’s when you officially return to reality… To the practically vacant green room in the venue where you initially just came to enjoy a concert of one of your favorite artists.

Moments later, Intak returns clothed, almost running to you, whose pants… and belt… are back on your person (because you know timing is not of the essence in a situation like this). He seems to share a mutual interest in not wanting this moment to end anytime soon, as he manages to steal a couple more kisses from you before hearing the doorknob jiggle.

“Can you come back after the show?” Intak asks before unlocking the door. His gaze never leaves you as he awaits your response. You take it upon yourself to steadily get up from the counter to avoid any speculation before answering.

“If I can walk, sure!” you both laugh before the door opens and the remaining members of P1Harmony enter. You quickly greet them before scurrying out of the room to allow them some pre-show privacy.

This is already the best concert experience of your life, and it hadn’t even begun yet.

[roseyposeylemonsquozey]

sunshine

non idol!shotaro x fem!reader • fluff • best friends to lovers

warnings: this is my first fic so brace yourself, just some kisses.

a/n: feel free to send feedback, I procrastinated this a lot bc tumblr decided to not let me save like half of it and I had to restart 😭. I love sunshine by skz so was inspired to write about this sunny boy after listening.

osaki shotaro has been your best friend since your mothers introduced you two in diapers. he's still your happy, bright companion from toddlerhood. your taro, supplying your favourite snacks from the times of juice boxes to post-dancing ramen. the one constant rock in your life. the two of you have a set of clothes at each other's houses, buy things that remind you of one another, compete in the same dance team, notice small habits only a lover would realise. neither of you know the feelings you harbour for each other, and it’s painful.

pausing the generic rap music your teacher assigned for your hip hop duo, you turn to him with mochi filled cheeks. you're sitting on the floor of the studio, having a snack break. 10-year-old you gently points to the corner of your eye as he laughs at some long-forgotten dad joke you made. "taro, did you know that when you smile your eyes smile too?" the quietly comforting atmosphere is bubbling with innocence and joy. as you mimic his expression with a scrunched up face, he giggles even more and you smile too. "look, they did it again! they kind of- kind of light up! like they're getting bigger even though they're getting smaller." he tilts his head at your specific realisation. "really? do you think it's cool?" turning to the mirror, he begins smiling and fixating on his eye shape. "I love it! your smile is like sunshine." he stops and looks down, flustered. that's all he needs to know. now he smiles at everything you do.

"ugh, today sucks!" you exclaim, walking home from high school with shotaro. he hums understandingly as you kick a rock and asks you to elaborate. it's sweltering, and he's offering his water bottle every minute. "I argue with my dad this morning, then jiwook has something enlightening to say about my body, I get a low score in science and the one time I get to talk to you I'm upset." his heart pangs at your recount. shotaro’s conflicted by the way he's so affected by a slight change in your mood. you’re his best friend. he almost comes to the conclusion he's hurt by the way your sparkling eyes look worn down because he stares at you more than he'd like to admit. but he's too distracted by something you said.

"what did jiwook say?" he flinches sheepishly, knowing that shouldn't be his immediate reaction. "is that all, osaki?" it gets quiet. you continue. "s-sorry, i'm just on edge. um, he said something about me being an eyesore and no one liking me, i guess. why?" you reply nonchalantly. now he's angry, and he doesn't know how to react without it screaming i'm in love with you. he frowns. "don't listen to him. everyone loves you and you're so beautiful and amazing! my day gets better just when I see you! I wish I could make your day better. gosh, how could he say that about you?" he begins rambling, and you have to cut his usually composed self off by leaning into his side. alarm bells ring in your head and a cacophony of fireworks go off in shotaro’s. you start to realise he's coming off as more than a friend - he might like you too. as the conversation returns to normalcy, the burning sun pulls you away from that wild fantasy. "thanks taro. i'm so lucky to have you in my life."

growing silent, he pulls you into an embrace, stomach blossoming into a flurry of unspoken love. suddenly you've reached your house and you're hugging goodbye. it's just the two of you. he smiles contentedly into your hair until the sun starts to get to you and the world closes in. "you're the only sunshine i need." you mumble into his chest before pulling away and ruffling his hair, walking up to your front door for what feels like forever. "bye! love you!" you holler and he returns it faintly. he wishes it wasn't platonic, beginning to move away defeatedly. little does he know as you shut the door, your head falls and you let out a longing sigh.

"yah. did you hear me?" he nudges, resting his head on yours from behind playfully. you're staring at the dance studio mirror, lost in thought. moonlight spills into the dark lit room from overhead windows, outside it's quiet at this hour. "I called your name like, 3 times." head moving faster than your eyes, you spin around to see your smiley best friend also on his practise break. you're staying late together to perfect routines and have fun freestyling. really, though, it's just to have each other to yourselves while your team is gone. "huh? oh, yeah, what is it sunny boy?" he momentarily freezes, caught off guard at the nickname. god he loves your sleepy tone. he's lucky his endearing smile conceals it all. "wake up! I wanna show you a new choreo i learnt in LA last month!" you nod, immediately dropping crossed legged. shotaro loves the way he always has your undivided attention. you each steal glances at each other through the mirror as he walks to turn on 'siren', and you hype him up with all of your remaining energy. you would've caught the blush on his cheeks if he hadn't began executing the moves with such finesse, power and flow.

your eyes lock for the entire routine. growing shy from the tangible tension in the room, the music abruptly ends with the signature scratch, saving you as your cue to shower him with praise. you clap for eons. his immovable smile is widened by your vocal admiration and he bows like it’s his life duty to thank you. after his name leaves your lips for the nth time, you start to calm down. playfully whistling, you suddenly acknowledge anyone from an outside perspective would recognise you’re blindly in love with him. all he can think about is your appreciation. he joins you on the floor, you pull him into your front and his head finds solace in your lap straight away. should i tell her? echoes through his mind. you fiddle with his hair nervously. sparks fizzle between your bodies, years of want climaxing in a cliche full circle moment.

shotaro finally mumbles your name. “hmm?” you respond, making eye contact. he smiles up at you. rehearsing his big speech inside his head and running through all possible outcomes, he bites the bullet.

“I like you, like beyond friendship. I think I have for a while now. please don't say this changes us, you’re everything to me. I-I just needed to get this off my chest because I live to make you happy and can't keep lying to you."

you sit in shock. the dim lighting of the room amplifies all of your emotions at his confession, and the lower your jaw falls the lower his heart does. time stops in the room and you feel like you're floating. "wow." you breathe. "what is it?" he urges, cheeks already heating up. "I, uh, yeah. me too. I love you too, forever. just can't believe what's happening right now." you giggle. "who knew the flurry of sunshine had some poetic potential?" he tries his best frowny glare but fails, and instead opts for his trademark smile that you adore so much.

sitting up, he gazes at the crescent moon, entranced. you're gazing at his face as his arm absentmindedly snakes around your waist. your eyes quickly find his lips. you're both caught up in how your entire relationship is changed and it's electric. "taro, can I-" you begin, not realising he's thinking the same thing as his eyes have found your lips long ago. his glimmering eyes meet yours and you kiss.

it's a slow, uncertain clash that quickly deepens as you melt into each other. he pulls away and smirks before kissing you again with more passion. your lips dance, hands finding his neck and it seems like eternity in this state would be bliss. but eventually you're pulled back into your senses and your lips part. "i love you" is exchanged at the same time immediately and laughs erupt throughout the room at the sickeningly sweet moment. sighing, you lay down next to each other. "y'know, you're like the moonlight, and i'm like sunshine. yin and yang." he remarks, only ever revealing his sincere side to you. "here comes shakespeare..." you dig. "yah! I wanna be sentimental!" you kiss him again before he can defend himself further. "here's something sentimental. be my boyfriend." shotaro's never smiled harder.

[ferie-anon]

🪐Random - Kpop survival show trainees and astrology placements - thoughts🪐

- Including my insights of trainees from this kpop survival show called boys planet I have been watching and finding their astrology placements, may not include all of their big 6 -

Boys planet is a kpop survival show that has 93 trainees and there will missions of performances and elimination rounds to determine the final lineup for the group. It consists of korean trainees and global trainees (different nationalities). I kinda got invested and decided to dissect the trainees that are my favorite or eye catching.

July 25. 2000 Zhang hao - leo sun, taurus moon, cancer mercury, cancer mars

- altho he’s not the oldest trainee in the show, he has good leadership and is reliable when he lead his group for their audition song for the ranking test

- with his cancer mercury and cancer mars, he is very passionate about dancing and music, he rlly feels the music or able to understand and express it

- Idk why but taurus placements always have something to do with music, whether singing or playing an instrument, in his case he does both lol he plays the violin professionally and apparently had a certificate as a singing teacher

June 13. 2001 Sung hanbin - gemini sun, pisces moon, gemini mercury, sag mars

- geminis and being multitalented beings, he’s well rounded in singing, dancing and rap (potentially). The song he chose was able to showcase his experience in dancing, his moves were very sharp and clean and on beat, his vocals were able to transition from head voice to chest voice to avoid a voice crack. He also rapped briefly in his chosen audition song.

- He also has stage presence and nice facial expression, very center material -> gemini sun + pisces moon make for such expressive and creative individuals 😭

- No surprise he has sag mars, bro loves to dance and even said he had spent 2 years learning different dance such as wacking and locking moves I think.

May 28. 2002 Seok Mathew - Gemini sun, capricorn moon, gemini mercury, cancer stellium with cancer venus, mars, and jupiter

- omg he has a cancer stellium??? No wonder everyone adores his energy, saying that his smile can put a smile on their face 😭 literally his nickname is “happy virus” cancer stellium energy 🤝 making everyone comfortable and warm

- Adorable and friendly, he’s also a very good singer, and has good dance to back it up. Gemini mercuries slaying raps or quick paced songs, becuz he sang a song with quick beats to it and was super stable even when dancing.

- Capricorn moon makes him quite hardworking and levelheaded, and considering he trained for 1 year and 6 months his skills are pretty good.

March 8. 2001 Jay chang - Pisces sun, leo moon, aquarius mercury, sag mars (surprise surprise)

- Pisces suns 🤝 singing/entertainment industry

- He’s a very good vocalist and a groovy dancer (cough sag mars), I notice his tone is also husky-like or rough in a good way when singing, its very dynamic - aquarius mercuries tend to have unique tones when speaking or singing.

March 6. 2001 Wang zihao - Pisces sun, cancer moon, aquarius mercury, sag mars (they just keep showing up)

- (sag mars 🤝 main dancer potential) Dancing is his forte, he also learned how to krump, a type of technique, from a professional dancer who’s a krump master.

- His vocal tone and voice is also unique having aquarius mercury, having a soft yet cheerful tone. His water signs for his sun-moon rlly makes him have that lovable vibe, he’s very smiley “😊” too.

February 13. 2004 Anthonny - Aquarius sun, scorpio moon, aquarius mercury (again)

- He’s lovable becuz of his quirky and creative ways, aquarius sun and mercury coming in clutch. For instance his introduction video was him dressed in a panda onesie holding a bamboo prop and acting out as a panda for the entrance.

- Not only is he lovable he also has duality, able to pull off cool charismatic concepts!

- Both Anthonny and jay have a distinct tone when singing which distinguishes their style from the others. Anthonny’s tone is more of a vibrant high-pitch tone thats has a bit of texture? To it 🥲 Idk how to explainn but its the texture of a rattleshaker in a good way 🥸

July 4. 2001 Keita - Cancer sun, sag moon, gemini mercury, sag mars (again)

- Keita is good at rapping, gemini mercuries and spitting bars or able to handle fast pace with their words fr tho

- He’s also rlly good at dancing, he’s basically well rounded with good vocal range, rap, and dance.

- He’s also helpful, empathetic, and caring (cancer sun + sag moon), noticing and helping some trainees who were struggling with the choreo.

Spot how many sag mars there are 😂😭 Also the amount of aquarius mercuries, do I have a thing for these placements? 😭😶 Ig im attracted to unique voices and funky dancers… Also the amount of geminis and pisces 😶✋🏻🤝 love leos and cancers too.

[kirk-says-wah]

Could I possibly request for your Metallica stories some James/Dave physical hurt/comfort ? With Dave being the hurt one? Set in like 1988 or 1989. Also I'm sorry you are going through a breakup 😭

Or some James/Dave college AU stuff. Literally anything. I just love James/Dave 🫣

I’m so so fucking sorry this took me so long to answer. I know this has been sitting in my inbox since august I can only apologise 😭

Anyways I hope you enjoy, and you can also read it on ao3 here

They’re as close to home as they can get nowadays.

The Bay Area’s only about an hour away from Daly City so he hopes to see some familiar faces in the crowd. He wonders if anyone’ll will even recognise them anymore.

They’re on their last song when James spots him.

A few rows in, head of thick, red hair. Angry sneer he can place anywhere.

It’s a surprise because he thought he’d be back in LA. Neither band really resides in the bay anymore. So it leaves James a little bit startled at the sight of such a familiar face.

He plays as if he hasn’t noticed, even when he can feel eyes bore into his skin. It’s definitely too hot in here.

As soon as they’ve finished, he bids the audience a good night and tumbles off stage with the others.

Lars snakes a hand over his back, patting his shoulder, shouting something that gets lost in the noise of the crowd. James just nods anyway, not really trying to listen, more interested in finding out why Dave was here.

He hits the showers quickly, wiping all the sweat off, ignoring the others’ jeers as he steps out before any of them have even stepped in.

He doesn’t even bother to help out any of the roadies and instead goes out into the crowd in search of Dave.

He comes up empty after fifteen minutes of sifting through the crowd trying to go unnoticed, and guesses Dave probably would’ve left by now. Probably didn’t want to see him anyways.

James sighs, gives one last look before sliding out the mass of people in search of a bathroom.

He shuts himself in quickly, noticing only one of the stalls are occupied.

He’s pissing in one of the urinals when he first notices it, a pair of feet sticking out from under the stall door, like someone’s lying on the floor on the other side.

He frowns, zips himself up and raps his knuckles on the door.

“Hey, are you okay?”

There’s silence, then a quiet “go away.”

It’s snarky, mean. James pauses.

“Dave?”

Dave doesn’t answer, before there’s the sound of retching. James doesn’t wait to be let in, and instead reaches in through the gap in the door and pushes the lock.

As soon as he steps in and closes the door behind him, he finds Dave sat on his ass, head bent half in the toilet bowl.

“Hey,” James says softly, bends down a little to be at Dave’s eye level.

Dave glares at him, spits into the bowl.

“Fuck off, Hetfield.”

James just rolls his eyes, grabs a few tissues before moving forward a little, reaching out to wipe the vomit from Dave’s chin.

Dave continues to glare at him but doesn’t really put up much of a fight.

“Drank too much?”

Dave huffs a laugh, arm coming to settle around his middle.

“Something like that.”

James can’t help the guilt that starts to build in his chest. It’s not his fault, and it’s been years since that fateful day when they told Dave he was fired, but it still makes James feel slightly queasy.

Especially when Dave starts puking his guts up again.

James kneels next to him, holds his hair back.

“Get .. the fuck.. off of me,” Dave spits in between retching but James just ignores him, smooths his hand over his forehead, uses his other hand to rub over his back.

He starts to worry when Dave sits back, eyes closed, panting heavily, and it looks like all the blood’s been drained from his body. This doesn’t look like drinking too much.

James wipes at his chin again. Dave doesn’t open his eyes, chest stuttering.

“Do you need a hospital?”

“Fuck you.”

James takes that as a no, even though he kind of wishes Dave had said yes, mostly because he doesn’t know how to help.

“Is there anything I can do?”

“Leave me alone.”

James huffs. “Not gonna happen.”

Dave squints an eye open at him, looks at him like he’s searching for sarcasm.

“You’re not joking?”

That takes James by surprise. He doesn’t answer at first, and instead wrestles a mostly limp Dave into his arms, letting the guitarist rest his head against his chest.

“I know I fucked up, and I know we left on bad terms, but I’m not gonna fucking leave you like this.”

Dave’s breath is hot against his chest. Arms crawl up to hold onto him.

“Okay.”

James hold him for a little bit longer then, just until Dave’s stopped being sick, and then he hikes him up, an arm around his middle.

“If you’re not going to the hospital, then you’re coming back with me.”

Dave doesn’t really say anything, just grunts as he’s jostled against James’s side.

James bundles Dave into the car and tells the driver to go straight back to the hotel. He knows the others won’t be there yet, it’s usually another hour of post show drinks before they even think about going to bed.

Dave closes his eyes, rests his head against James’s shoulder. It makes James’s heart clench at what he’s lost. When they sacked Dave, he didn’t just lose a bandmate, but also a lover, and he’s never missed that relationship as much as he does right now.

Because he could’ve had this; Dave being by his side. And it hurts.

It fucking hurts to see Dave having fallen so low when he knows he had a hand in it.

He can’t help himself when he reaches over, takes Dave’s hand in his own.

Dave startled a little bit, but doesn’t look at James. But he doesn’t pull his hand away either.

When they get to the hotel, James helps him into the room, depositing him on the bed before getting a glass of water.

“Here,” he says, handing the glass to him. Dave takes it gratefully, downing it in one.

James kneels then, takes off Dave’s shoes one by one, feeling Dave’s eyes watch him closely.

“You don’t have to do this,” Dave says after a moment, voice uncharacteristically small, fragile.

It makes James cringe slightly. He looks up at Dave, meets his eyes.

“I want to.”

Dave blinks at him, face incredulous.

“Don’t fucking mess with me, James. I know when I’m not wanted.”

James pauses, properly looks at Dave. He looks ill, all pale and blotchy in a sickly sort of way, and his face is turned down, obviously expecting James to send him packing. It’s not like he’s never done it before.

Instead James just shakes his head, lets his hand rest atop of Dave’s knee.

“I want to make sure you’re okay.” And I miss you. He doesn’t say it. He wishes he could.

Dave just sighs, lets the top half of his body settle back onto the bed as James continues to unlace his shoes, pulling them off.

He goes for Dave’s jeans then but Dave feebly bats him away.

“Trying to get me into bed or what?”

That comment makes James blush slightly, but he just shakes his head, goes back to undoing Dave’s pants.

“You’ll be more comfortable. And besides, I don’t want you bringing any of that crap from the bathroom floor in bed with you.”

Dave makes a noncommittal noise but lets James pull his jeans off without a word.

“You’re letting me stay in your bed?”

“Well, you can sleep on the floor if you want.”

Dave just stares at him like he’s grown another head. James shrugs.

He pulls the comforter back, ushering Dave under the covers. He grabs the other pillow and takes it to the chair in the corner.

“What are you doin?”

James gets comfortable, which is difficult when he’s bigger than the chair. It’s one of those crappy ones you’d find in high school and it does nothing to quell the ache in his bones.

“I’m gonna sleep here.”

Dave frowns, rolls over slightly to face him.

“Don’t be stupid. Just get in with me.”

James stops, twists a little to look at Dave. There’s no sarcasm in his tone, but James knows that if he takes him up on the offer, he’s reopening up a door he closed long ago.

Dave groans, rests his head back onto the pillow.

“Just get your fucking ass here before I change my mind.”

James hides his smile and quickly shimmies off his pants before climbing in next to Dave, their hands briefly touching as he settles in.

It’s awkward at first, James doesn’t really know what going on between them, but then Dave rolls over, presses backwards until his back collides with James’s chest.

James takes that as his cue to sling an arm around his waist, splaying his fingers over his stomach under his shirt. He buries his face in Dave’s hair, hears Dave breathing falter.

He wants to say something, wants to tell him he’s sorry, that he misses him. That he loves him.

He doesn’t. That’s all in the past and he can’t let himself get submerged back into all that emotion again. He can’t.

Even when Dave snuggles back into him with a sigh. Even when he leans down, kisses Dave’s cheek gently. Even when Dave smiles, closes his eyes.

He can’t let himself fall. Not again. It’s not fair to either of them.

But for now, he pulls Dave in closer, revels in the heat of him, and hides his face in his neck.

[normal-internet-user]

*COMES CRASHING IN, SWIVELS HEAD TO AND FRO WILDLY, SPOTS YOU, respectfully GRABS AND SHAKES YOU A LA CAN OF SODAPOP* Normie, my dearest, I don't know what I've managed to do but all I know, is like many of my brainchildrens, I must share them with you.

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// (🫐🩵 a playlist inspired by our own little blue star :: 

Pompeii – Bastille

I Wouldn’t Mind – He Is We

Car’s Outside – James Arthur

Once Upon A December – Christy Altomare

Hero – Cash Cash ft. Christina Perri 

Sparks – Coldplay [bro, scenario?

- reader experiencing a bout of survivor’s guilt, chest utterly gaping with hurt and emptiness and loss; head in hands, glossy eyes, looking to gaze up at their bedroom ceiling or the stars if they’re outside …

(“My heart is yours / It's you that I hold on to / That's what I do / And I know I was wrong / But I won't let you down / Oh yeah, I will, yeah, I will, yes, I will / I said, oh / I cry, oh) the lyrics resonate so bad I'm bawling—]

brb bro crying i want to wrap reader + casey (bc techs, this all works for him too :’DD <//3) up in a blanket burrito n’ protect them from every and any harmful thing)

Atlantis – Seafret (og + slowed/reverb, both work)

SNAP – Rosa Linn (♪ Snappin’ one, two, where are you? You’re still in my heart. ♪)

A Thousand Years – Christina Perri

Dos Oruguitas – Sebastián Yatra 

Home / Gone, Gone, Gone – Phillip Phillips

Happier Than Ever – Billie Eilish [the opening verse is such a contrast to the rest of the song, it gave me vibey vibes y'know?]

Pluto Projector – Rex Orange County

Here With Me – d4vd

somewhere only we know (slowed/reverb) – ghostly echoes, creamy, and 11:11 music group

Goodbye to a World – Porter Robinson [some of the edits they have under this song are absolute gut-wrenching but it fits so so well-]

I MEAN???

// Thank you / I'll say goodbye soon :: now / Though it's the end of the world, Don't blame yourself now / And if it's true / I will surround you / And give life to a world / That's our own.

[need i say more ahsdhd]

One More Song – Vivo 

[OK BUT THIS WAS SUNG AFTER ANDRÉS PASSED PEACEFULLY IN HIS SLEEP RIGHT?? BUT THE LYRICS AND PARALLEL REMIND ME SO MUCH OF READER TO LEO 😭 especially the end verse, ohmy–]

// So, all I have to do is sing louder than my fear

I need you here for

One more song

Just one more

You need an encore

I need to go, get there in time for the show

Let everybody know there's

One more song

Just one more

Time to be strong for

The journey ahead, sing through the doubt

Sign through the dread, with a scream and a shout

Break through the fear like the sun through the clouds

Like you're still here, no crying allowed

I'll try to get out, I'll try to be strong

Yes, I'm moving on

It's time for one more song~ //

Like?? The vibes are off the charts, I’m telling you. the resonation in this between reader (vivo) and leo (andres) is insanity.

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╰┈➤ Now when I say 'playlist', it thinly translates to "songs I came across on my freelancing YouTube Music which just wanted me to thrive yet suffer ig—" THAT, and I'll probably add more that come to mind, but this is good for now!

a lot of the lyrics in these songs resonated heavily within me like bass to an early 2000's rap song or extreme Vine edit and even though I didn't edit down all of 'em I know you got the gist from the few I did!!

no but seriously, these songs are all a fickle amalgamation of both: songs from autoplay and ones I had at the ready in my mental repertoire that I searched up, so-o-o-o~

take it as you will, dandybubble! 🌼🫧 *[/p] hand smooch 💖, gallop-leaps off into the nearby wheat fields like a gallant stallion 🐎*

N9 BECAUSE I WAS LITERALLY JUST LOOKING FOR SONGS THAT REMINDED ME OF OUR LITTLE STAR CHILD-

If I may add afew-

anarchy - egg

heros - emmie curie

You Will Be Ok (Stolas' Lullaby) - from Helluva Boss

ESPECIALLY this one line at the end

"And when creation goes to die, you can find me in the sky.

Upon the last day, and you will be ok..."

Goodbye - Bo Burnham

That's all I really have to add at the moment- YOU TRUELY ARE A GENIUS MY DEAREST PETAL (/p)

[baekhvuns]

ok so hear me out...

This week has been...ASTOUNDING!

First of all we had exo's cb which i was surprised to see because ok i was hoping for it but not that damn early 😭😭😭BUT my ears have been blessed. What am i saying? Does exo ever disappoint? NOO or maybe it's just that i don't like crticizing bcz if i am in love with a grp i would go down the gates of hell.

AND

i watched MORE MOVIES!! YAY!! starting the week off with devdas, bro....i wont say i loved it or hated it. I was somewhere in the middle but it's srk so what cn i say?? THE COSTUMESS?? THE SET DESIGNS?? THE JEWELLERY?? omggg and the actresses?? Dude i have never seen an indian actress who isn't close to being a literal goddess, I think i do know about the first love interest. She's..OH YES SHE WAS IN PINK PANTHER! i just remembered it- and the songs and dialouges "LOVE IS THE SHADOW OF THE SOUL!!" 😭 indian movies are like musicals.

but some scenes were abrupt i mean how does tht candle not extuingishhh?? tht was kind of physics defying but hey they're trying to show the power of love. AND ONE MORE THING THE WAY THE FIRST LOVE INTEREST REMEMBERS THE AMT OF DAYS THEY'VE BEEN APART- PEAK OBSESSESION. However, ik this movie will hold a place in my heart. Srk was so emo in this-

then i watched shershah...it was based on a true story?....i cried, i wailed, i sobbed, my heart hurt, my chest ached and...it helped me see the movie from a broader perspective and not just the life of the mc. Like for soldiers, this is how their life is yk? and their families...as much as they're proud its equally heart-wrenching for them. AND THE MAIN LEADS GOT MARRIED?? at least we got them as a couple, hope they stay happy forever in along healthy relationship.

i also watched bajirao mastani and....what was tht movies?? OH aligarh one? so many different genres combined in a week. It was a rollercoaster for my emotions AND ATEEZ DIDNT MAKE IT ANY BETTER?? SEONGHWA RAPPER??? MINGI COWBOY??? SAN UNDERGROUND FIGHTER??? OH LORD-

the song has it's perks ok? it's not bad and its addicitve but at first i did think the ending was a bit messy, even the intro like i didnt even know when the song started, hwa gv me an attack BUT it was experimental ig idk? i hope we have another mv for either outlaw or this world bcz i cant live with the fact tht SUCH AMAZING SONGS WERE LEFT AND K-HOT CHILLI PEPPER GOT A MV??

the mv was dynamic tho. In concl. i liked it , didn't love it. It was def, not vocal heavy but more focused on the hiphop and rap element which is fine but...oh to hv the old ateez back. I would ascend if they released something like utopia or aurora again.

but yesss this has been my week in the entertainment section of life.(❁´◡`❁) and waiting for your works miss baeksyyy. Really dont be nervous. Idc if you take even 2 or more years to release it as long ik you're here and cmon i mean it's BAEKHVUNS WORKS ILL READ IT GODDAMIT EVEN IF U THINK ITS NOT GOOD BCZ U WROTE IT OFC U WOULD THINK ITS NOT GOOD but...its. going. to. be. my. holy. grail.

hello!!!

no bc that exo pre release had my ears thanking me to listen to it 😭😭 cannot wait for the comeback bc u know they will always deliver amazing albums !!!! no bc i would 100% go to hell for exo & shinee

AAAAAA U DID !!!!! AND DEVDAS??? 😩😩😩😩 he served such a disney prince vibe in it AND THE ACTRESSES ????? LORD HAVE MERCY THEY REALLY ATE GODDESSES A MISS UNIVERSE (yES THE PINK PANTHER LADY she’s so god damn stunning omg i cry every time i see her,, miss femme fatale) AND A DANCE LEGEND?? omg the dresses, the jewelry the emotion !!! they really are like musicals this one esp bc it was homage to shakespearean play!! i also do not know if u noticed this but

yeah shershaah, i also cried sobbed screamed and then doubled bc it was a true story 😭😭😭😭😭 the last scene where the music drops and the flashbacks happen and it’s his final rites and the actress runs in—

YESS THEY GOT MARRIED RECENTLY !!!!! and they did a version of a song from that movie but made it happier! ur right, in war no one wins,,, what got me was the soldier who hadn’t held his daughter since she was born and he was so excited to- and 😭😭 he 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

that bajirao mastani movie (the lead actors are actually married too fbwndhwj they met on a previous film by the same director who’s also the director of devdas) YEAAAAAAH cheating trope but so poetically done >>> YEAH AND ALIGARH BEING BASED ON A TRUE STORY SCREAMED CRIED HOW ARE PPL SO VILE

ATEEZ. MINGI RAPPER, SEONGHWA RAPPER??? SAN???? HONGJOONGS COCKY ASS ???? 😩😩 the song does have its perks,,,, when hongjoong says slow it down make it bouncy- that part especially! i think the only song i rly liked the was the world and outlaw,,, it also felt like the last albums’s dupe im sorry 😭😭😭 i just really wish ateez do r&b’s, pop’s edm’s, dance music… my wish is to have them get someone who chooses sm artists bsides like imagine ateez w songs like exo’s oasis,, rv’s i just, shinee’s body rhythm, or taemin’s heaven! or even nct’s magic carpet ride???? 😭😭😭 RIGHT I WOULD ACTUALLY BUY 15 ALBUMS IF THEY BRING SONGS LIKE TREASURE WHERE THEY HAD THEIR VOCALS AND ONE DREAM AND UTOPIA OUT LIKE THAT WAS THE PINNACLE OF ATZ 🤚🏻🤚🏻

the vocal yeaaaahh,,, it’s the reason i loved the exo song bc when i heard the vocals w nothing of auto tune or any sound editing,,, wow that was a breath of fresh air for me personally,,, raw vocals and a dream is what i wish kpop groups do like amaze us with your vocals GIVE US A MID SONG ACAPELLA??? oUu exo pls come back fast they need to show how it’s done

i hope ur week has been fun!!!! im so very nervous to post it like i have the teaser ready w all the tag list done and i just don’t have the courage anymore 😭😭😭 bUT I WILL POST IT this coming week somehow I AM HERE MY BRAIN WONT STOP WORKING UNTIL I LET ALL MY FICS OUT SO U DONT HAVE TO WORRY ABT THAT PART but thank u so much for sticking around really you’re so kind for those words <3333 thank u thank u so much 😭😭

[wyyvernn]

Can I request an Alucard x Reader where reader shows up at his door... in modern times? They have to explain that centuries have passed and he feels guilty for sitting in his pain for years and they comfort him? Thank you! Love your work!!

A/n: i shit you not this request is over a year old and im sorry 😭 also gotta mention that i did have to make the reader immortal to fit the story because my first idea wasn't working out well.

Reader is gender neutral

Cw: Angst, comfort

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Castlevania has been raided by weeds and has succumbed to the thick forests that used to crowd the sides of the establishment. It's been centuries and it's a wonder how humans still haven't found the castle and it's glorious contents, nor the cranky grump who resides within. You had some inkling that he was still in there, even after all this time. It's a pitiful thought.

Although, the retreating sun over the hills in front of the trees is a beautiful, welcoming sight to your sore eyes. Thick grey clouds glow with a slight warm orange and light up bits of the sky, but not enough to burn your skin.

You tug the lapels of your coat further over your body as the wind picks up, making your way to the front steps of the entrance.

Your arm lifts, knuckles rapping lightly over the surface of the door. It's a miracle how the noise is heard from inside with the wind blowing around more harsh by the second because the hinges swing open almost straight after, and lo and behold, the very man you hoped to see after many long years.

There's a blank gap between you both, literally and figuratively. A silence that strikes the wind quiet as his eyes widen.

Alucard staggers back, breathing your name in disbelief. His hand catches the frame before he can lose his footing.

The smile that stretches your lips is bittersweet and relieved, and altogether powerful. You don't wait for him to say anything else as you scoop him up in your arms, and he returns the gesture with much enthusiasm, squashing you into his chest.

Whole lifetimes have passed, the hot blood you've consumed to keep your hunger stable over the years is nothing compared to the warmth of Adrian. Your Adrian.

"H-how is this possible? How are you alive?" He withdraws, his voice quivers, tears welling up and threatening to leak as you view his face, "I thought for certain you were..."

"Mortal?" You finish for him, nodding along, "I was...well up until I got these."

Slowly, you open your mouth, the points of your fangs peeking out behind your lips. They're a little longer than his, courtesy of your full vampiric nature.

You can see the way his mind clicks in realisation, the fleeting surprise flitting across his brow. Whether there's pity present there too, he quickly disregards it and ushers you inside where you can discuss your situation further.

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The castle is exactly like you remember 600 years ago, the opulent furnishings, the stone walls, many magnificent wonders that haven't changed. Dracula really was a man ahead of his time. The people today would find it hard to believe that someone could've created the things he did back then.

Adrian sets down your tea on the table in front of you while you shift around in the armchair, getting used to the feel of the outdated furniture again. He sits opposite to you.

"Thank you," you mumble, smiling at him as he returns it. You pick up the tea cup and sip gently at the rim, and from the corner of your eye, you can see Adrian watching you. Probably to confirm if the tea is fine, or the fact that you're back and he can't believe this is all real.

Your posture has definitely improved from last he saw you. He remembers how you used to slouch around like it was your place to do so. Now you sit further into your seat, your back as straight as a pole and your fingers delicately grasping the handle. It momentarily takes him by surprise.

"I really am happy to see you."

Your eyes soften and twinkle joyfully, "As am I."

"Have you heard from Trevor? Sypha? Or any of the others? It feels like an age has gone by." He jokes, but his body language is hopeful, and you can't help but feel confused, cocking your head to the side.

"Trevor? The others? Adrian, what do you mean?"

You watch as he mirrors your perplexion, brows knitting together into a frown.

"You can't tell me you forgot about them," he scoffs, "It should be soon until they come back from their travels again."

Those words make your heart plummet to your gut as soon as he finishes them, and your eyes widen at him in a daunting realisation.

"Adrian...oh my god," you quietly gasp, suddenly finding it hard to breathe as you grip your chest.

Adrian leans forward, worried, his palm placed on top of your knee, "What is it?"

"How...how long do you think it's been since I last saw you?"

You have a rough estimate in your head but it takes his answer to confirm your theory.

"I..I'm not too sure. Surely it hasn't been that long," he places his chin between his thumb and forefinger in thought, "I suppose a few years, give or take perhaps."

Sorrow and an overwhelming degree of guilt washes over your face as you gingerly take his wrist, tenderly rubbing circles into his skin. Confusion is still apparent in his eyes; they stare intently at yours, asking for some sort of explanation.

"Oh, Adrian. Dear Adrian..." you swallow a lump in your throat and direct your gaze to the floor, discovering that dumping the hard truth is more difficult than you thought it would be, and if you could spare him the oncoming pain, you would. But he deserves to know.

You offer a short silence, a preparation before you look back up and give him your most sincere expression.

"It's been 600 years."

You watch him, searching his face and the myriad of emotions crossing his eyes. Anticipation, realisation, and finally, shock.

He shakes his head, "No...no that can't be..."

You stay quiet, observing the disbelief and growing panic once he understands that you're serious. A crystal clear bead forms in the corner of his eye; you follow it's path down his cheek. He swallows a shaky breath, sweeping a hand through his blond bangs as he comtemplates the past and all that he's missed. That's centuries of time gone, time that he can no longer spend nor reflect on.

It's heartbreaking to watch him weep quietly, to feel how he grasps your wrists for you to stand. You follow suit and let him press his face into your stomach for comfort, allowing him to cry his tears against your coat as his arms cradle your waist.

This feels familiar. Like that time you held him after he destroyed his father and poured everything he had when you still had hot blood flowing through your veins and warm skin.

Now you hold him and your cold fingers tickle his cheek as you tuck his bangs behind his ear, muttering phrases to pacify his misery.

"I know, shh it's alright," you would say, touching your lips to his forehead "It's a lot to take in, but I'm here, Adrian. I'm here for you now and I'm not leaving."

You would go on like this for awhile, listening to his sobs shift into silence eventually as you rocked him side to side.

The regret settles withing you now. If you only you hadn't left.

A/n: if this entire plot confused you, dw it confuses me too. I guess i had this thought where the reader eventually went off to travel after the renewal of the village and well after Trevor and Sypha set out again too (this is just for the fic) . Soon enough the reader ran into a bit of trouble where they were turned into a vampire, so then when Alucard sends letters out of concern and doesn't recieve anything back, he assumes the worst. Anyways i executed it poorly because i was focusing too much on the angst and now it doesn't add up. I'll probably fix it in the morning.