#i woke up from a nap and this was just in my brain

[asbealthgn]

Eddie is used to getting recognized in public, but it doesn’t mean he likes it.

And Gareth knows how much he doesn’t like it, so Eddie’s not really sure why his best friend has completely abandoned him like this. Well, maybe abandon is a little dramatic. He said he’d be right back, but that was half an hour ago, and there’s only so many times he can circle the park and dive into bushes anytime someone gets too close. Which is why Eddie left the park altogether and is now sitting at a bus station. No one would expect notorious Corroded Coffin frontman Eddie Munson to be at a bus station, right?

Except he’s not sure the hat and sunglasses and incongruous location are quite doing their job. A group of kids across the road have stopped and they’re all whispering amongst themselves as they look at him. Eddie really wishes he had something to conceal himself with, but his hand over his face would definitely look way too suspicious. He’s thinking he might just have to cut and run and take his chances back in the park bushes.

That is, until the most beautiful man he’s ever seen in his life sits in the seat next to him, unfurling a giant map that easily shields both of them. Eddie’s fucking savior.

“Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know how to get to Japantown, would you?” the guy asks.

As it happens, Eddie does know how to get to Japantown. He hasn’t actually ridden the bus in years, but he still remembers the route. “Yeah,” he says, pointing it out on the map. “You just get on line five headed east and ride it like nine or ten stops until you get to McAllister and Fillmore. From there you just have to walk a few blocks to get into the area.”

The guy looks at him with big eyes, brown and a little droopy. “McAllister and Fillmore,” he repeats, like he’s trying to memorize it. He has pretty pink lips, glistening a little like he’s wearing lipgloss. 

Fuck, he’s adorable. And looks a bit prone to getting lost. And Eddie’s still kind of mad at Gareth for leaving him high and dry out here. So as the bus pulls up to the stop, Eddie figures what the hell?

“I’m actually headed that way,” Eddie says, standing. “I can show you.”

The guy’s whole face brightens and fuck, he really is gorgeous. “You don’t mind?”

“Not at all, big boy.”

The bus is blessedly empty other than one shriveled up lady sitting towards the front with her groceries and a teenager in the middle with giant headphones and their nose in a book. Eddie heads to the back with the guy, who now has a faint blush dusting his nose and cheeks.

“I’m Steve, by the way,” he says as he sits in the seat next to Eddie. “What’s your name?”

So that confirms that Steve doesn’t know who he is. It didn’t seem like he did from how he was reacting, but it’s a bit of relief to know for sure. “Eddie,” he says, bumping his shoulder into Steve’s. “Nice to meet you.”

Steve gives him a smile that’s about as radiant as the sun as he nudges Eddie’s shoulder back. “You too.”

“So what do you have going on in Japantown?” Eddie asks.

“I’m headed to a baby shower for some friends who live near there,” he says, “Well, it’s not a real baby shower.”

“No?”

“‘Cause it’s not a real baby. That is, it’s not a human baby.”

Eddie lifts his eyebrows. “I think you lost me.”

Steve twists in his seat and starts gesturing with his hands. “Well, it all started when they found out that one of their cats wasn’t actually spayed and had gotten knocked up by a stray,” he says, “And Robin was like, ‘Hey, more cats, that’s a good thing,’ and Nancy was like, ‘No, our neighbors already think we’re crazy cat ladies.’”

“Uh huh.”

“So they compromised and decided they would keep one kitten and give the rest away,” Steve says, “So it’s less of a come give us presents for our baby shower and more of a please take our babies away shower. You know?”

“Oh yeah, one of those,” Eddie says, and Steve laughs. 

“Hey, are you in the market for a kitten?” he asks. “Cause if you are, I totally know where you can get one.”

It’s Eddie’s turn to laugh. “Honestly?” he says, “I’ve got nothing else going on. Why the hell not?”

Steve gives him another one of those radiant smiles and Eddie can’t help but hope he gets more than a kitten by the end of this.

[stevesbipanic]

Steve saw Billy in Season 2 as who he could've been if he kept being the asshole he was in Season 1 and decided right then to keep going in the opposite direction just to make sure he didn't turn out like him and that's how we got Babygirl Steve in Season 3.

[mortiferumsomnum]

Danny Meets The Batfam

A continuation of this post where Clockwork is in love with Alfred <3

Edit: MASTERLIST

*******

Danny is 15 years old. He’s half-human, half-ghost, going through human puberty and ghost infantry at the same time. He’s also Clockwork’s emotionally adopted son, and the Ghost Zone’s beloved Ghost King. 

But, with Clockwork flirting with Alfred, and Clockwork’s first meeting with the Wayne family being successful, it’s becoming very possible that he’s going to become the uncle of the famed Batkids and the stepbrother of THE Bruce Wayne AKA BATMAN HIMSELF. Clockwork DID make that suggestion out loud in retribution to his invisible moral support.

Motherfucker. Or, like, Butlerfucker.

But, you know: Experience, Adapt, and Repress the fuck out of it!

EAR for short.

Clockwork would disagree.

But fuck Clockwork. He disagrees with everything Danny does that might make everyone live in the wrong timeline.

Is it Danny’s fault that nature nurtures man? No. No, it isn’t!

Where was Danny going with this again?

Ah, right. Danny’s going to be an uncle now. And Bruce Wayne’s step brother. Well, emotional uncle and stepbrother. 

No pressure.... 

Except, yeS PRESSURE.

His only experience in being a responsible figure is Dani, but Dani is so low maintenance, he doesn’t need to help her much except be her support. He’s not taking on responsibilities as Ghost King yet either because Clockwork managed to put together a council that would overlook the Ghost Zone while waiting for Danny to come of age. 

Danny’s... he’s always been the baby, honestly. He’s been the baby brother. He’s been the baby in his group of friends (people would disagree, but this is what Danny feels. Sam and Tucker would have a friendship-divorce if he weren’t there. And who will Danny end up with if they have a friendship divorce?)

So, Danny goes to the number one person he knows would help him in being a responsible figure in his life: his sister, Jazz.

“Danny, you’re a kid. A 15 years old kid that’s living a normal life, at least from what they know,” she said, soothingly. They were both in her room, with Jazz painting his nails a pretty dark blue color, which would later be decorated with some really cool stars polish that Jazz found in the cosmetics store. “No one is going to expect you to be a responsible adult while you’re there to meet them.”

“I don’t think Clockwork told them my age,” he said. “And, even if Alfred met me, I bet he’s too in love to even think of telling them about me! I gotta prepare Jazz!”

Jazz moved on to the next hand. “Trust me, Danny,” she said, “if they’re the cool heroes they are, it really won’t matter if you can’t give them anything, or even have anything to impress them with. They’d just want you to be a kid. One they assume is living a normal life. Clockwork and Alfred are keeping quiet about the ghost thing, remember? So, they won’t even have the drama that comes with ghosts.”

Jazz was right. 

And Danny sighs. “You’re right,” he said. “Maybe I’m just overthinking this.”

Jazz smiles. “It’s okay to think about this,” she said. “Clockwork has been very involved with your life, that you’re also becoming involved with his. He’s been the caring dad you’ve never had. Wanting to have a good impression on the family he’ll be committed to is normal.”

Once Jazz was finished with all his fingers, she went to shake the stars polish and open it. 

Then, she went back to painting his nails.

“But if you really want to be on their good side, just be yourself, Danny,” she said. “Your naughty, space-loving self. Before you know it, you’ll all be getting along and dissing Clockwork like a good family together.”

Danny smiled. “Thanks Jazz,” he said.

Jazz kissed his cheek and hugged his head close to her chest. “No problem, Danny.”

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Danny painting Jazz’s nails in return.

*****

Currently, Danny was at Clockwork’s side, who was in his Horatio Clockwork form. He was holding a box of cake that he and Jazz picked together from the bakery - rectangular with a decoration of a clock with Alfred’s mustache in the middle. 

He was nervous. But he was also excited. Jazz told him to be himself. So, himself he will be!

And so, they ring the doorbell at the gate.

There was a small beep after they rang. Then, some grunts and shouts were heard from the other side of the line.

“--Eat shit, Replacement---”

“--You imbeciles! Get off---”

“--Guys! Stop-- Oh, shit! Damian, NO!--”

“--Ugh! My inexistent spleen!--”

“--Hello, Bruce Wayne Speaking.”

Danny was smiling in amusement. He looked up to Clockwork, who also had an amused smile. 

“Hello, Bruce,” greeted Clockwork.

“Hello, Cockwork,” Bruce said, with the most contemptuous tone Danny’s ever heard.

And... did he just call Clockwork ‘cockwork’?! HOLY SHIT. He loves his future emotional stepbrother already!

“Move aside, old man!” a voice that sounds like Jason said. “Hey, Horace! Lemme open the gate for you to get in!”

“Just don’t walk on the grass!” Tim’s voice said. “Alfred just watered them, and he’ll get pissed if someone walks on it!!” 

That’s what they said, thought Danny. But both Danny and Clockwork knew the truth, there’s some serious security system at work targeted on the grass, and Bruce most likely doesn’t want to turn them off.

“We’ll keep that in mind,” said Clockwork, amusedly.

“We?” Dick’s voice asked. 

But both knew that there are security cameras that the whole family could look from. 

“Yes, ‘we’,” said Clockwork. “I brought Danny with me, today.”

By then, the gate opened... slowly... very slowly...

“GODDAMMIT, B! JUST OPEN THE FUCKING GATE!!” Jason screamed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Bruce, coolly. “We’ve been having some problems with it these past few days. The technician we called has also been very busy. We didn’t want to make ourselves a priority when other people needs their services more.”

“Understandable,” said Clockwork, just as cool. “Alfred did say that his son had a big heart, which shows very much.”

Danny made a quiet snort.

“Danny and I have no problem waiting out here. Luckily, I advised Danny to bring an umbrella and to wear an extra jacket in case the famous Gotham weather decides to pour on us. Danny gets cold very easily, you see.”

The gate opened faster.

Danny gave Clockwork the stink-eye.

“FUCKING FINALLY!” Jason said. “Come on inside, Horace! Danny! Al’s just getting ready!!”

Without another word, both Clockwork and Danny entered the Wayne estate. 

*****

The beauty of Wayne manor feels different when you’re walking on two feet and not flying in the air. It felt more haunting when you’re not the ghost haunting it. 

Once Clockwork and he finished climbing the steps, the door opened, revealing the youngest of the Wayne brothers: Damian Wayne. 

He scanned Clockwork up and down, before giving a nod towards Danny. “Good day,” he said, straightening his posture and folding his hands behind his back, like what Alfred would do, amusingly. “I am Damian Wayne. Welcome to the Wayne Manor, Daniel Fenton.”

He’s... he’s so cute trying to be all formal and polite like that. Danny wanted to hug this kid and show him all the goodness in the world. Maybe even let him meet Cujo.

For now, Danny needs to start light. So, he raises the cake box. “I brought cake,” he said. “My sister and I bought it. It’s vegetarian AND it’s strawberry flavored.”

The young Damian nodded his head again, as if in approval. “Thank you, Daniel,” he said, reaching out to take the box. “I’ll have Timothy bring this to the kitchen so it may be kept in the fridge.”

“Don’t decide things for me, brat!” someone, Tim, shouted from the back.

Danny smiled at Damian. “Thanks,” he said. “And call me Danny. Daniel is what rich, old people who wants to marry my mom call me.”

Damian raised a brow.

“Well, since I do not want to marry your mother, I suppose I shall call you Danny.”

“Oh my god, is THAT what it takes to have the Demon Brat to call you so casually?”

“Awwww, are you jealous, Tim-o-thy???”

“One day, Damian will be calling me Dick, and I will be the happiest man alive.”

“Tt,” snapped Damian, who was glaring behind him. “Imbeciles, the lot of them.”

Then, he turned back to them. “Well then, Danny,” and a glare to the person beside him, “Clockwork. Do come inside.”

The doors opened wider, and Danny had gotten a human-eyed view of the Wayne Entryway. Marbled floor waxed and polished beautifully, a staircase that leads to the upper floors of the manor, a bunch of unsuspecting chandeliers just waiting to be swung on... And then, there’s the family. Five brothers, a sister and a father scanning Clockwork up and down. The tallest of the brothers, Jason, had a genuinely wide grin, walking up to clockwork with open arms.

The rest of the brothers were weirded out by Jason’s behavior.

Danny knew it was because this is usually the eldest’s, Dick’s, behavior. But, he could see the sharp glint in the young man’s eyes. Although he seemed the most welcoming, he is also the most suspicious. Not only because of Clockworks’ “intentions” with their favorite butler, but because Jason could sense the Ectoplasm off of him.

He could most probably sense Danny as well.

Clockwork and Danny had talked about this once. It has something to do with the Lazarus Pits. But Clockwork cannot simply remove the Lazarus’ influence on the young man. Danny, however, had free reign. As long as Danny is not directly influenced by Clockwork in his choices, Danny could use his powers to remove the Pits’ influence little by little.

Danny snapped out of his thoughts the moment Jason hugged Clockwork, as if they were long time friends. His brothers were still weirded out behind him. Cassandra, the sister, looked like she wanted to roll her eyes. 

“Alfie’s almost done getting ready,” said Jason, as he pulled away. “He’s just trying to pick which bowtie to wear.”

“I’m sure no matter which bowtie he chooses, he would still be the most beautiful,” said Clockwork, causing Danny to cringe. Because not only had he said something so corny, Clockwork’s face turned from smug to downright dopey and in love. It’s a weird look. Danny doesn’t want to see it again.

Jason, while Clockwork wasn’t looking, also grimaced. But when Clockwork put his attention back to him, his megawatt smile of innocence came back full force.

Danny saw that Bruce was going to say something, but then a cough was heard form the top of the stairs. There stood Alfred, all dolled up in a fine suit. The moment Alfred and Clockwork made eye-contact, both stared lovingly into each other’s eyes.

Perhaps, to these two old timers, time was moving slowly as Alfred descended upon the stairs. To Danny, he just saw two cute, old dudes about to hug. But instead of hugging, they decided to have a chaste little kiss on the lips, Clockwork adding another one on Alfred’s cheek, as they held hands and giggled  like the lovebirds they are.

It’s super cute.

It’s also super gross. 

No one wants to see their parental figures being all lovey-dovey.

Danny took a look at Bruce. He had his arms crossed and brows furrowed as he tried to glare Clockwork to death. Of course, that was impossible. And even if it were, Clockwork is already in the immortal afterlife.

Clockwork held an arm out. “Shall we?”

Alfred took his arm. “We shall.”

Danny furrowed his brows. “Wait, are you guys going on a date??” he asked. Because he thought that he was going to be with Clockwork WHILE he tried bonding with his... future emotional step-brother, nephews, and niece. Not... Not abandoned and left to fend for himself! 

“Why, yes, Danny,” said Clockwork, looking very amusedly at him. “I told you I had reservations today. You’re the one who said that you wanted to tag along.”

Danny crossed his arms, mimicking Bruce who hasn’t moved a single inch. “I will make sure that we throw tomatoes at your face during your wedding.”

“Now, we don’t know if there’s going to be a wedding,” said Bruce.

Danny raised a brow towards Bruce. “There’s going to be a wedding.” Because there were too many invitation cards already made on Clockwork’s table, all decorated by Danny himself. If these two don’t get married, he will make sure that Clockwork will get papercuts from all the cards Danny had made. He worked hard on those damn cards, he’s not going to let it go to waste! 

“But no worries, dear future emotional step-brother,” said Danny, smiling towards Bruce, “while these old timers are away, we shall make a detailed plan on how we’re going to make this cockwork suffer at the hands of his children and grandchildren.”

Bruce hummed in thought. Then, after a few second, he dropped his arms and nodded towards Danny. “I shall get the meeting room prepared then.”

Danny smirked. “Perfect.”

Bruce then turned to Clockwork with a glare. “He needs to be back by 11 pm.”

Alfred rolled his eyes. “I’ll be fine, Master Bruce,” he said, stepping up to give Bruce a reassuring pat. And then a hug. “Do watch over the children while I’m gone.”

Bruce hugged Alfred back, and Danny swore he looked like he was going to cry. “Have fun Alfred,” he said, voice totally not wavering from how his chin was trembling. Danny took a peak at the other children, and they were all also in varying degrees of teary-eye. Wow. Clockwork is doomed if anything happens to Alfred. And Danny will be on the Batfamily’s side if that happens. 

Sorry, Clockwork. But if it comes down to survival, siding with the Batfamily just seems like the obvious choice.

After Bruce, came the children. And after the children gave their warnings to Clockwork, and their farewells to Alfred, did Danny have all of their attention.

Danny smirked towards them. “So, where’s the meeting room?”

[gradelstuff]

THE LEAGUE MATTER SM TO HIM LITERALLY LEAVING BIG IMPACTS JUST LIKE TOMURA'S ORIGINAL FAMILY DID

[jinkieswouldyoulookatthis]

In reference to this, wasn't there a thing going on for a while between Astroglide and part of the Spn fandom? Like I seem to recall there being a thing that I want to say was on the destiel side of things. Was that real?

[ratcandy]

you know what I think would fix me ? big fat caterpillar or beetle grub the size of a small dog for me to hold gently in my arms like ababy

[dayurno]

who up wanting to. cook kevin day delicious chicken and veggies curry

[icebrooding]

very bad sylvari pick-up lines is when one sylvari goes up to another and asks them; 'would you like to pollinate me'

they are probably drunk when this happens

[bigboobyhalo]

sam legit talked about dream and him building pandora. they're friends and did it together, sam says so himself so i don't get how that's a disservice

no I meant cuz it will make ppl wanna vote for it less </3

[sky-is-the-limit]

I am honestly so curious abt this 😭 if you had to rank your fav hotties from 1-10 how would you rank them? I have a feeling Arthur is going to be #1 and honestly YES.

Whenever someone asks me a question like this one, I completely forget every single character I like 😭

Unfortunately, sweet anon, Arthur is not first BUT let's narrow it down to the top 3 video game characters I'm obsessed with.

(I obviously have a type)

No.1 Abby Anderson. No one and I mean NO ONE will ever compare to the shock my body went in when I first saw that woman. The day a character surpasses her in hotness is the day I probably got brainwashed by someone cause I honestly cannot explain in words the hold this woman has over me. I would never give the first place to anyone, let alone a man when she exists looking like THAT.

Her fucking nose, her freckles that look like paint splashes, her gorgeous blue eyes, fucking hell, all her feminine features complimenting her defined masculine body that has me salivating quite visibly every time??? Those arms?!?!? Her fingers???? HAVE YOU SEEN HER THIGHS?! And she's so fucking beautiful, I could write ESSAYS.

No.2 You were right and I can't believe how quickly this man took over my brain chemistry and climbed over every single fictional man I've ever seen when it comes to wanting to get dicked down, gagged and absolutely ruined, Arthur Morgan.

God, are we even surprised to be here? Where do I even start, his fucking gorgeous green eyes???? his jawline??? His HANDS?!?!?! Even his body hair, I'm not okay. The broad shoulders and big arms or his fucking southern accent that has me turning into the fucking pacific ocean? There's something so fucking raw and manly about him in the most attractive way possible that makes me go fucking insane. He's a MAN. Setting feminism back 50 years.

No.3 and to be expected, my favourite CoD character, the DILF of Dilfs, another MAN that fucking screams masculinity and dominance in the most non toxic way possible, Captain John Price.

His voice alone could make me finish in my pants let alone him being a fucking bear of a man with those big thighs and arms screaming through his uniform that only adds to his fucking sexiness LORD. I'm not usually into men with beards like that but fucking hell would I bleach the fuck out of it. The authority and dominance that this man carries with every step??????? I would BEG to lick the sweat clean off his body, yes I do the cooking, yes I do the cleaning SIR.

[benzeneteen]

mug that says its a transsexual thing you wouldnt understand and theres a picture of a sick ass dinosaur on it

[distortedkilling]

Spoilers are about to exist in this headcanon.

I've been thinking about the moment in the manga (and anime) this icon is from. Depending on the translation, Mahito tells Todo "I improved it for you" or "I made it prettier for you" after using his Idle Transfiguration on Todo's arm - forcing him to cut it off. While it's very like Mahito to just be a jackass and mock someone like that, it got me thinking further.

Outside his fellow curses, I think individuals he finds more interesting are those who are similar to him. They look human but there's something different. With Mahito, he has deep stitches that are normal to him, but if a human bore them there would be a perspective something happened or was wrong. On the lighter note, his heterochromia isn't common among humans and is a trait that could make a human more of an outlier to what society considers normal. We're not getting into his hair because anime hair means nothing, lmao.

Everything about Mahito is meant to disrupt and go against the norm. Obey within a certain limitation what is acceptable to society - he'll tell you to do what you desire (Junpei). He accepts what kind of curse he is, acting as a mirror for humanity and curses alike. He is what humans don't want to acknowledge about themselves a lot of the time (Yuji). If he is hatred and mistrust between humans, then it means that he represents those very things they reject in themselves (also Yuji).

Mahito looks at weakness as something useful to take advantage of. Whether it's with manipulation for a longer game or something shorter, a quick kill. But it's always useful in some manner to him because he understands human weakness and all the negativity they feel. Human fragility is amusing to him more than it disgusts him.

So when I say I think, on a physical and visual level, his interest leans towards people like him - what I mean is they are very human but something makes them an outlier, too. It can be they are so very plain they become invisible. They could be missing a limb or some other part of themselves, have scars, etc. It can be something they are born with or something that happened to them that resulted in a physical trait that would turn someone's head, make them squint at best or at the worst be bothered over.

Junpei with the cigarette burns on the one side of his face is a prime example. It's easy to see he covered himself for a reason. Why. Finding out is fun. Knowing is fun. Figuring out what to do with that information is fun.

Mahito is constantly comparing himself to curses and humanity because he's a human born curse. Something that would make a human go, "Why do you look like that?" is what will turn his head. We all know people can suck and even natural (and lovely) differences people have, like Vitiligo, will garner negative reactions from (ignorant or plain dickbag) humans. However, it's those people Mahito is more likely to have a conversation with or take an interest in.

Of course, I'm not saying just a visual difference is what gets his attention. If you don't have some personality traits to capture his interest, he's not going to last long and then you're fair game. You gave him a pause at best. This applies whether or not you can see him, as well. Sometimes he'll follow around a human who can't see him if they are curious enough, sometimes he lets them go on in life and other times he'll be the unseen force that kills them. It depends entirely on what he deems as fun. Though we know, if you can see him, you're elevated already when it comes to his interest.

I'm talking about this in a general sense, by the way. I used Junpei, Yuji and Todo (who is of age but still young) as examples so this is more of a general 'what interests Mahito' post than it is 'what would Mahito find attractive?' post. I think this definitely applies to the latter and it's why I don't have any JJK related ships with his character by default.

That being said, a headcanon for a different time: I don't think Mahito would immediately be able to tell if it was the latter. He'd have to do his creeping around, research and observations for a while to figure it out - regardless if it's a human or curse (or something else). Hence my inability to just make this post attraction-based only and why I find it more important to look at it overall with potential attraction as an inclusion.

All in all, these are just thoughts for my interpretation of Mahito's character. I think he takes an interest in noticeable physical differences in humans most of all. Strong personalities seem better for him to bounce off of, but he also values uncertain individuals and seeing how they process and move forward - because he's doing the same. If you're fun, that's all he cares about.

[breakfastteatime]

One time Greez wakes Cal up and Cal is just no. Absolutely not. He (carefully) picks Greez up, dumps him outside, tells BD to lock the engine room door and goes back to bed because SOME OF US NEED MORE THAN FOUR HOURS, GREEZ.

[cheolhub]

seokmin would def let out like grunts and like fuck im going insane thinking about it but less than moaning he'd just TALK a lot like constantly saying filthy things into your ear just telling you how good he feels and praising you constantly between low grunts and groans

ok but like…

I THINK UR ON TO SOMETHING. i just think he’d get a lil whiny bc he’s so quick to get pussy drunk but THE STUFF ABT THE TALKING??? SEOKMIN!!!! would just babble 🥺

he’s just fucking into you n you’re both so so close and he’s just can’t stop talking abt how good your pussy is and how good you for taking all of him :,(((

and ok like **i think** he’s a solid switch with a // SLIGHT // lean towards being on top and i will forever stand by the fact that he IS a service top that thrives off giving u pleasure. SO OFC MY MAN IS ALL ABOUT GIVING PRAISE, but!!! i fink he needs some in return bc i just know, like mingyu, seokmin has one of the biggest praise kinks. so if you just tell him how well he’s doing, how good he’s making you feel, how big he is— HE’S A MESS and he’s loud n all these pretty pretty moans n groans and whines are coming out of his mouth and GODDDDDD!!!! HE’S TEW GOOD.

[jiminrings]

i love the way u wrote 478jk from him fucking up to him redeeming himself and him being this full-fledged and endearing character. tbh he is one of the few jungkooks ever written here that doesn’t radiate he-uses-dish-soap-as-shampoo asshole vibes bc that’s how most angst fics are here