#i’ll try to get back vv soon

[goldenhypen]

mayhaps a goldenhypen comeback soon ⁉️🫣

[seelestia]

okay, second attempt at this because tumblr hates me.

i’m glad you’ve been doing well! as for me, i’ve been doing a bit better! still working on it, though. dw abt it, i learned my lesson, i think 🦭 (/hj) you got this lia! i’m sure we’ll both do well <3

honestly i barely passed, it was pure luck i was able to do that actually (we accept all the slander to my terrible math teacher, i won’t stop you huhu 🫶🏼 /lh) ive managed to save my sleep schedule, but who knows how long that’s gonna last! thank you! i hope to return to writing at some point, i miss it dearly 😞

HIDING MY WANDERER RN, YOU WON’T FIND HIM 🏃‍♀️💨 (/lh) those eight seconds, i ate them up like i eat your writing. it took a lot of patience,, and resin but it was for cyno - worth it! i’m planning on pulling for her, but haven’t had time to farm bc of personal issues so - not counting on a miracle. (HELP LIA THATS A HUGE COMPLIMENT <3 live laugh love nahida.)

yep! he turned 11, and tomorrow my sister turns 9 :) oh,, unfortunately our plans didn’t quite work out, i’ve been a little bummed because of it actually 😵‍💫 but i’m sure i’ll get to see them at some point!

i am LIVING the dream rn, so true! i give him kith. also not him threatening to kill you?? manz better explain himself rn, i got the chancla. HELP?? omg,, invite me to the next therapy session (/hj) omg.. maybe 👀

of course! and aw, no boiling hot tea today - a shame. pfft it’s kind of like that with cyno and kazuha rn, not sure how that’ll go either, hehe!

OMG YES I SPOKE TO CYNO AI AND GOT HIM TO FALL FOR ME 🤭 (same with kazuha, and the wanderer.. it’s an all-out war rn /lh) and i bet you that i missed you more <33 ty for the forehead kisses they’re vv appreciated here 🩷 if you see someone glaring at you rn, don’t mind :) it’s just a grumpy lil wanderer trying to scare you! dw, he won’t attack you (yet. /j)

THANK YOU FOR TRYING, YONA!! tumblr may be an obstacle but it's got nothing against you 💪 i'm glad! no matter what, you can always try again and i (+ your mooties) will be there to support and bite your ankle when you need it <3 (/aff)

pure luck?? i thought it was your braincells swooping in to save you 😩 coincidence because i just finished my math test today and now, i'm hoping for the best (holding in tears. there were so many questions abt finance— DARN, I DIDN'T SIGN UP TO BE AN ACCOUNTANT. /j) 🤞 me too, yon, i genuinely hope that you can go back to writing without other people telling you how to be one :( leave my girl yona ALONE or i will come for your kneecaps!! 🐎 (/hj)

NOOOO, GIVE HIM TO ME. (/lh) i have so many intertwined fates, but i can't pull anyone because i have to save my guarantee for his pretty face 😞 FRRRR. hoyoverse did not need to make him look that good if he's not rerun-ing?? they need to be considerate to wanderer non-havers (me) 😦 (/j) i hope the gacha will look down on you with favor and you'll get nahida! and that you get to see your friends too soon (do you already have fun plans for what you're gonna do with them? (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)) 🍀

NOT THE CHANCLA?? yeahhh, fling it across his face 🪃 hehe, have a sneak peek for that therapy session you didn't get to join— and idk why but the way i talk so seriously here looks so funny when put together with the name and pfp, PLEASE.

cream stew is one of my fav genshin dishes; it reminds me of carbonara pasta, yummzz! weird question but do you have a fav in-game dish, yon?? which one is it and why >:3c

DAYUMMMM. i'm just gonna eat popcorn amidst this war while wanderer and cyno reenact that special program's fight. kazu and yona, come join. 🍿 lucky for me heizou and ayato are both vv civil people.... somewhat. (/j)

[sydia]

Thoughts post MOTL4

MOTL4 was an awesome event to be at, and I can't wait to go next year. But something I was surprised to both do and enjoy last weekend was commentary for both DDR and SDVX. I signed up to volunteer, but kept my offers to help limited to tech and TOing, since I have no experience with broadcasting aside from camera work. So being asked to cover commentary shifts was a surprise, but I was willing to help where I could.

I'm not going to lie, my first shift on commentary for DDR with Eijiken was a disaster on my part. I didn't know the charts, I didn't know what to say. I was really concerned about keeping it professional, and not detracting from the action, but as a result I basically silenced myself. Eijiken really kept the flow going, which kind of saved the day on that, but that first hour was nerveracking.

I think what really helped me get more comfortable at the broadcast booth was being asked to run commentary for Voltex as soon as they got the stream back up. Voltex is a game I'm a lot more familiar with, and being alone means I wouldn't have to worry about stepping on anyone's toes. Besides, lots of the top players are FFC-based, and I would be able to talk about them based on my experience watching them play in person. And while it still was really hectic and nerveracking, the fact that the stream working was a miracle to begin with sort of eased my nerves and lowered the stakes in my brain.

Once Saturday was done and Sunday came along, I was no longer afraid. Reviewing the VODs, I absolutely still should have spoken more, but the pauses were no longer out of fear, but more out of trying to respect the performances we were watching. And then broadcasting with Vv, who had almost encyclopedic knowledge of all the charts being played, sucked any remaining nerves out of me. I didn't feel depended on to tell the audience what was going on or what to look out for, and I could focus on honing the rest of my commentary.

Naturally, I still have a lot to work on, and I'm hoping to expand more. I still am inexperienced, and I still need to work more on trying to find the most natural gaps in the action to speak, plus learn more about higher levels of the game to be able to put it into words. But last weekend really helped me break out of my fear of commentary, and hopefully I'll be able to help again next year where it's needed.

[fictionalwh0ree]

hello! can i request a rafexreader (if you can, pls make it vv angsty and long pls) anyway, the reader is in his friend group with top and kelce and she is really in love with him, and he knows that so he uses that to his advantage. she always does stuff for him and he always takes her for granted and treats her pretty badly / rudely. but one day she’s finally had enough and show him how much he drained her. she starts talking with jj (you know with his funny personality and more) and meanwhile rafe regrets everything. then the rest is up to you. thanks! take your time

drained-rafe cameron

summary: you’ve always had a crush on your friend, rafe cameron, and he used it to his advantage. one day, you’ve had enough.

word count: 2k

warnings: swearing, no happy ending sort of

you had chosen to spend your day like any other, at the club with your friends. you made your way to the restaurant from the courts. the sun beat down on you and sweat was dripping off you from the heat and the tennis match you had just won.

as you walked, you could feel eyes on you. you found this happened very often, though you only had eyes for one person, one of your best friends, rafe cameron. you'd had a crush on him since the third grade, aka when you first met. now, 11 years later, and you were practically in love with him.

you approached the table where kelce, rafe and topper were sitting.

"hey, losers," you greeted.

"did you win?" topper asked as you took your seat.

"do you know me to lose?" you asked cockily.

"whatever," topper rolled his eyes.

"god, my legs are killing me," you said.

"y/n do you mind going up to the bar and ordering the food for us?" rafe muttered, looking down at his phone.

"uh, sure. the usual?" you asked.

"i can go if you want, y/n," kelce offered.

"no, no, it's alright. i've already been running around for a couple hours, what's five more minutes?"

you went up to the counter and ordered what you all usually had. after thanking the waitress, you sat back down. soon your food had arrived. right off the bat, you could tell rafe was eyeing the waitress.

"thanks, grace," he winked, pausing to read the girls name tag.

you rolled your eyes, topper and kelce already looking at you. when she finally walked away, you all began to dig in. you were all in the middle of the conversation, until rafe spit his drink back into his cup.

"what is this?" he asked angrily.

"they, uh, didn't have your usual brand, so i told her to bring the next best one," you said nervously, starting to shrink under rafe's harsh gaze.

"well it tastes like shit. why didn't you tell them to bring one from the back? are you trying to poison me or something?" he said through gritted teeth.

"no. i- no. they didn't have any in the back," you mumbled, looking down to your hands.

"god! there's a reason i don't get the next best. stupid bitch," he seethed, muttering the end.

you kept quiet, trying to hold back any reaction.

"look at me when i'm talking to you!" he yelled.

you looked up nervously, meeting his eyes and he looked back at you, fumes coming out of his ears.

"goddamnit," he fumed, slamming his hands on the table before walking away.

"y/n-" topper began.

"it's fine, top," you said, trying to sound confident, "i'll go. you can tell rafe he can come back."

you walked to your car and got in. after containing yourself, you drove back home. nobody was home so you spent your afternoon relaxing. at around 5:30, topper texted you.

topper:

there’s a party tonight

wanna come?

you:

sure

what time and where?

topper:

7

i’ll send u the address

you rushed to get ready and eat something before leaving. you arrived at the party a little while after it had begun, but the smell of beer was already strong. you had already notified your friends that you were on your way. you saw all of them, besides rafe, sitting on a couch when you walked in.

“hi guys,” you greeted.

“hey,” they said.

“i’m gonna go get a drink, does anyone want anything?” you asked.

they all declined and you made your way to the kitchen, pouring yourself a drink from the keg.

“y/n,” you heard someone call.

you turned around and were faced with the tall blonde you were in love with.

“listen, i’m sorry abou-“ rafe began.

“it’s okay. don’t worry about it, rafe,” you said

“are you sure?” he asked

“yes,” you confirmed

“okay, cool. i’ll see you back there then,” he said gesturing at the party.

you nodded and followed him back out. when you were back with the group, you noticed a face you hadn’t seen before. it was the waitress from earlier, grace.

rafe must’ve invited her, you thought.

you pushed him to the back of your head and enjoyed the party, though. you played beer pong, talked to sarah, had a couple drinks and, over all, had a good time. it was getting late and many people had already left, including sarah, topper, and kelce.

“hey y/n,” rafe said.

“hi,” you said politely.

“do you mind giving me and grace a ride home? i don’t think i can drive,” rafe asked.

“yeah, sure,” you smiled.

rafe could always count on you to do him favours. he was usually extra nice to you for a couple days after. you pulled your car around the front and honked when you saw rafe making out with the girl against a wall. they both hopped in the back and continued.

if it keeps them from throwing up in my car, you thought.

about halfway through the ride, you started to get annoyed with the kissing sounds and small whines, whimpers and moans coming from the backseat. when you had tried to turn up the radio, grace asked for you to turn it down, which you did. you had been gripping the wheel so hard, your knuckles started to turn white.

“do you guys mind?” you asked harshly.

“what?” grace asked with her stupid bimbo voice.

“the making out. stop,” you explained.

“i told you she was annoying,” rafe whispered in grace’s ear, just loud enough for you to hear.

“i’m annoying?” you rolled your eyes, “i’m the one who has to listen to you two moaning like some fucking porn stars. i tried to ignore it, i did, but i’ve had enough.”

“god, you’re such a bitch sometimes,” rafe said.

“you’re not any better,” you muttered, pulling into rafe’s driveway.

“get out,” you said firmly after stopping the car.

"i hate you so much. i hope i never have to see you again," he said, once he was out of the car.

"you won't. maybe you can get the next bimbo you pick up to do everything for you," you yelled.

you knew that part of this came from rafe's lack of sobriety, but you couldn't help but lash out. at first you didn't see a problem with all the stuff you did for him, but soon you started noticing how he would take advantage of you. you ignored it, hoping that one day it would all pay off and he would confess his love for you and you'd live happily ever after, but as you got older, that possibility seemed less and less likely. now helping rafe and getting nothing in return was getting draining. it was a one-sided relationship. you couldn't be part of that anymore.

"aren't you gonna give me a ride home?" grace yelled as you began to drive off. you stuck your hand out of the driver side window and flipped her off.

when you got home, you cried. that's a bit of an understatement, actually. bawled. you bawled until you were dehydrated and exhausted. this happened over and over again for the next few days. you had also avoided any call or message from topper, rafe, and kelce. topper and kelce had never done anything wrong, but rafe was there first and you weren't gonna make them pick. they even tried to visit, but you never answered the door. you'd avoid them at the country club and at parties. weeks went by and you hadn't seen them. you had made new friends.

the bonfire had snuck up on you and only remembered when one of your friends had mentioned it to you. you got dressed up in a cute summer outfit and did your hair and make-up. when you arrived, you went straight for a drink. you were standing by the fire alone, waiting for your friends to arrive when someone started talking to you.

"hey," he greeted. if you weren't mistaken, he was a pogue. you'd heard about how he caused trouble around town.

"y/n, right?" he asked.

"yeah," you smiled. he was pretty cute.

"jj," he introduced, "i've seen you at the country club a couple times."

"you don't seem the type to hang around there," you commented

"i'm not, but i've gotta make sure the kooks aren't having too much fun, ya know," he joked.

"yeah," you giggled, "hold on, i've seen you at the midsummers before, right?"

"yep, i was helping pope and his dad"

"oh, you're friends with pope! i've talked to him a couple times. he's really nice."

"oh, i know. my man didn't stop talking about your conversation for a while."

"that's cute," you laughed.

"don't worry, he's over you, now. can't say the same for the rest of the island, though," he said.

"what're you talking about?" you asked curiously.

"you and sarah cameron are like these magical kook princesses that everyone island wants to be with," he explained.

"really?" you laughed.

"mhm, not that you would’ve noticed, you’re hard-core in love with kook king rafe.”

“that’s over. i didn’t realize it was that obvious.”

“yes, well staring at someone with heart eyes most of the day is usually a dead giveaway,” he shrugged.

“you’re bold,” you laughed.

“thank you, i have to get my chance to talk to you before rafe realizes what he’s missing out on,” he winked.

“you think he’s missing out?” you asked nervously.

“yeah! have you met you? you’re nice, fun, you’re talking to a pogue without showing some kind of disgust, and you’re hot,” he complimented, causing you to blush and look at the ground.

“thanks,” you said.

“do you need a refill?” he offered.

“sure,” you said, handing him your cup.

he walked away and not long after, rafe, topper and kelce came your way.

“y/n,” rafe yelled.

“what?” you answered harshly.

“why the hell are you talking to a pogue?” he asked.

“why is that any of your business? i thought you never wanted to see me again?”

“i was high, you know that.”

“you’re always high, rafe.”

“is that why you stopped hanging out with us?” kelce asked.

“it was clear rafe didn’t want me around anymore. i didn’t wanna make you guys choose between us, so i made the decision myself. and maybe i was tired of being used by him,” you confessed.

“what the hell are you talking about?” rafe questioned rudely.

“you know exactly what i’m talking about,” you answered, crossing your arms over your chest.

“can we talk in private please?” he said, already pulling you to somewhere isolated. when you two were alone, he spoke again.

“what’s your problem?”

he was standing inches away from you, yet he was towering over you intimidatingly. you took a step back.

“my problem? god, rafe! are you that oblivious? all these years i’ve been behind you picking up after you, cleaning up your messes, doing shit for you. do you know what i got in return? a thank you, if i was lucky. then you’d go and blame me for everything. i was- i am sick and tired of it. i’m tired of caring for you when you clearly don’t give a shit about me. i deserve better, i’ve learnt that. i could have someone who treats me right-”

“then why don’t you?” he yelled.

“because i loved you. i chose you over myself, over my mental health. you knew i loved you, and you used it to your advantage, to get what you wanted. i didn’t get anything in return. you didn’t care about me and now i’m done caring about you. done. i’m done with you,” you yelled back. it felt nice getting all that off your chest.

“you don’t love me anymore?” he asked, sounding a bit hurt.

“no,” you lied, turning around to walk back to the bonfire. a part of you would always love him, but it hurt you too much to do that, so you had to give him up.

“come on, y/n. i’m sorry. we could make this work. me and you could work,” he begged.

“it’s too late, rafe,” you called, not even turning around.

you walked back to jj, a small smile on your face from the thought of him.

“are you okay?” he asked.

“yeah, i am actually.”

[yangsrose]

Could you do an WayV version of the "Hide my boyfriend is coming" prank?

Kun

Confused

He literally stands there in confusion because wdym boyfriend

Isn’t he your boyfriend?

“Wait, aren't I your boyfriend?”

“Kun I just told you, my boyfriend is coming over and I don’t think he’d appreciate you being here”

Now he’s just confused

Refuses to move and insists that he meets your “boyfriend”

When he realises that it was just a prank he rolls his eyes and goes back to whatever he was doing ahkbjdfn

vv sulky about it for the next couple of days though

Ten

This can go two ways

One: he doesn’t buy it

The only reason why he hides is just to humour you for a while

Literally goes and hides in the room and then peeks out a minute later going “Is your imaginary boyfriend here yet?”

He definitely makes fun of you for it in the future ahdfkjn

Or two: he’ll be like Kun can get vv overprotective of you

“Tell him that I want to talk and maybe fight but I’m your boyfriend >:(“

Once he finds out it was a prank he’ll just be clingy with you and whine about how you pranked him into thinking that you had another boyfriend ahbkdfn

WinWin

I feel like WinWin would panic with you

Your frantic expressions paired with the urgency of your voice would cause him to go full on fight of flight mode and at that moment all he’s thinking about is hiding

Probably runs off into the room without much prompting on your end

And then after maybe a minute or so it clicks in his mind

I don’t think he would burst out of the room though

He’d probably just stay in the room until you came back for him

Once you told him it was a prank he’d be so sulky

But after a while he’d laugh about the prank and probably compliment you for your acting

Xiaojun

Xiaojun would be just like WinWin in the sense that he would panic with you

Seeing your frantic expression causes his heart rate to increase as well :((

Probably would run into the room dragging you behind him

In his panic he pulls you into the room with him but instead of staying in there, he'd tell you to stay in there

“Stay in here I’ll go deal with him”

“You’ll deal with my boyfriend”

“Yes I’ll make sure that- wait”

He probably stands there for a while trying to piece together what happened

Once he understands that it was a prank he’s definitely whining

Is sulky for the rest of the day

Hendery

He starts panicking as soon as the words come out of our mouth

He wants to stay calm but all that’s going in his mind is just flashing red lights

“What are we going to do?”

“I don’t know!”

“Where are you going to hide?”

“I DON’T KNOW”

“My boyfriend’s going to be so mad when he sees you here”

“I KNOW- wait”

Cue the record scratch noise

“wAIT Y/N COME BACK”

“I’M YOUR BOYFRIEND”

bonus points if you get one of the members to knock on the door to throw him off even more

YangYang

Actually one of the only members who manages to stay calm

Except- he comes up with an elaborate plan on how to make it out alive

“Okay here’s what we do. You’ll go outside, stand holding a huge blanket, and then i’ll drop a rope that’s made of my t-shirts tied together and i’ll escape using that

“What if he asks me why I’m going outside with a huge blanket?”

“Tell him that ou're planning a picnic”

“What if he decides to help me?”

“Then we tie a t-shirt around his eyes so that he doesn’t see me”

“Are you sure this is going to be a good plan?”

“I'm positive your boyfriend’s going to so fooled- wait”

“Yes?”

“Your boyfriend is coming”

“Yes”

“If- if he’s your boyfriend- what am I?”

“Chopped liver”

Vv sulky for quite a while but he already has plans to get back at you akhdbfn

[reusedtrashcan]

Jschlatt x reader: Love Game

ALRIGHTY!!! Finally, i have moved my smut from Wattpad to here. if you still use wattpad (i dont cause im an adult now,) you can follow me @reusedtrashcan!

I'm a trans boy, so the reader in this is trans but hasn't transitioned yet. I really want to, but I'm terrified to get it. Anyways, have a boy with titties and a VV.

  !SMUT!

"Y/N, ITS 9AM, CALM DOWN!" my lover, Johnathan Schlatt, shouts from the other room. I giggle quietly as I whisper to my twitch chat.

"I think I woke the bear up... I'll be riight back!" I stand up from my black and white gaming chair, making my way to mine and Schlatt's room, our orange tabby named Jambo following close behind me. I slowly open our door and peak in, seeing my king facing away from the door. I hold back a giggle as I see his medium length brown hair sticking up in tufts. Jambo wanders in, jumping on the bed and laying by his fathers feet.I walk over to the bed, climbing next to him, my 5'6" body body tiny compared to his 6'3" figure. I wrap my arm around his waist and set my head on his arm. "Johnny, I'm lonely... Come stream with me..." I whisper in his ear as I rub his chest and stomach. He groans, rolling over and throwing one arm over my waist, the other traveling up to play with my short blue hair. "Why not cuddle with me instead?" he mumbles tiredly, his morning voice deep and gravely. I giggle. "Because, I'm busy doing my job and streaming for 16k people who are waiting for me to return right now." I whisper sweetly, cupping his face, my hand resting on his 'mutton chop'. I lean forward and kiss him on the nose before standing up and straightening my 'Unus Annus' hoodie. He flips on his back and stretches before placing his hands behind his head, watching me as I fix myself in our full body mirror. "Whatcha' looking at, Punk?" I ask, faking an attitude. He laughs, standing up and walking over to me. He places his large hands on my hips, leaning close to my ear." I was admiring what's ~mine~." he whispers as one of his hands slides to my ass, squeezing it, making me gasp. He turns around and walks to our closet."I'll be out in a minute. Don't miss me too much..." he hums as I turn around, heading out of our room, a blushing mess. I walk back into the streaming room, looking directly at the camera before checking the chat. They are all asking where Johnathan is. "Schlatt will be here soon, he's getting ready so he looks like a pretty princess.'' I say laughing as I stand up straight. "What?" I hear him ask from behind me before I feel him wrap his arms around me, leaning down to bury his face in my neck. "Nothing Love..." I say as I smile, placing my hand on his head. He stands up, looking at my chat, who is spamming my 'AW POG' emote. He laughs before leaving the room again, probably to grab food or something.

~TIME SKIP~ Sighing as I end my stream, I sit back, feeling a presence behind me. I look up to see Johnathan looking down at me, smirking. He pokes my forehead, looking further down me before I realize why. I quickly pull my hoodie up a bit before giggling. He sighs and moves his attention to my computer screen, watching as I put my favorite playlist on. "How to Save a Life" by The Fray starts playing as Schlatt walks around the chair, picking up my small body and sitting down, setting me on his lap. I lean my head into his chest, enjoying the moment. After about 20 minutes of just sitting there listening to music and cuddling, he finally speaks as I wiggle down further into his crotch, trying to get comfortable. "Y/N..." he says, I shift again, which made him groan. "Y/N, stop moving." I gasp a bit as I realize what I did. I quickly try to hop up, but he wraps his arms around my waist, keeping me in place as he rubs against me, putting his head in the crook of my neck. (authors note, I'm writing this in Science class) Feeling his shallow breaths against my neck as he tries to keep in groans, our roommate Connor asleep in the next room. He continues to grind against me as he gets rougher, making me moan. He places his hand against my mouth as he gives one more hard grind before bending me forward and pushing me against my desk. He leans over me, grinding again, and whispering to me. "Next time Y/N, watch how you move, alright? Now, Prince, be a good slut for daddy."I nod my head and he chuckles, leaning back up, running his hands over my ass. He suddenly smacks it, making me gasp. He runs his hands up my hips, flipping me around and lifting me to sit on the desk and spreading my legs apart a little, stepping in between them as he takes my hoodie off. He immediately starts sucking, leaving hickeys on my neck. I moan as he gropes my boob with one hand, his other traveling into my pants. (I'm now in ELA class... hah) He sets me on my feet, looking at me impatiently. I quickly pull my pants down, leaving me only in my underwear and him fully dressed. He only looks at me with dominance. "Everything off Y/N." I look at him, rocking on my heels, feeling a bit bratty. Mistake. He wraps his hand around my neck and I hear a very familiar click. My eyes widen as I rush to take my panties off. "Good boy~" he hums, picking me up as I wrap my legs around him. He presses me against a wall to hold me up with one hand, using the other to take his throbbing member out of his pants. I whine as I feel it brush against me. He chuckles, brushing it against my opening, teasing me. I moan and he covers my mouth with his large hand as he pushes into me, letting out a soft groan. He slowly pumps, knowing he's driving me crazy. I whine and he lifts his hand from my mouth, wrapping it around my throat. "What do you want, baby?" he asks, smirking. I choke back moans. "Please..." I say, out of breath as he continues his teasing pace. "Please what baby boy? Use your words~" he purrs. "Please.... please... f-faster... h-harder..." I quietly say as he smiles crazily. Suddenly he slams into me, making me scream as he places his hand back on my throat. "Happily!" he laughs as he continues slamming into me. You can clearly hear my moans through his hand as I feel the burning knot start to build in my stomach. His pace stays just as ravaging as he groans. At the sound of his groan the knot in my stomach snaps as I cum on him. He continues pounding at the same pace. He looks down and his lip curls up. "Did I say you could cum, slut?" he spits, picking up his pace and throwing his head back. I begin to cry as the overstimulation overcomes my body. He keeps his pace as my tears roll down his hands, my screams sounding as though they aren't even muffled.

As I begin to come down from my high, I feel my second orgasm start to build up. I start whining to tell Schlatt so I don't get in trouble. He laughs.

"Do you really think i should let you cum?" he questions, removing his hand from my mouth again and grabbing a fist full of my hair, his thrusts getting sloppier. I nod rapidly. At that, he grins. "Beg"

"P-please... please Daddy, please let me cum, Ill be good! Please" I plead in-between moans. He chuckles, letting go of my hair and stroaking my cheek softly. "Good boy~ Cum with me~"

As his thrusts become harder and sloppier, I cum again. Seconds after I feel him release ropes of his seed inside of me. He pulls out, shifting me into bridal position as I feel his cum dripping out of me. He quickly throws a blanket over me as I lay my head on his chest. He carries me out the office and into the bathroom, setting me in the tub and starting the warm water. He momentarily leaves the room to grab me new clothes, and I hear Connor outside the door., making me giggle.

"Next time Schlatt, keep it down."

(If you want, dm some story ideas. ill take some.)

[halveablock]

okay but to quote your rambling "kenjaku taking over geto’s body... therefore there’s the potential of geto’s memories and feelings for gojo influencing kenjaku. there seems to be geto’s soul remaining in parts of his body (expressed in right arm and when geto was presumably trying to distract kenjaku from detecting kyoto students), so mix that in with kenjaku’s own feelings about six eyes users... it’s a Mess."

and so i am here to ramble to you about your rambling bc YES hell yes i've been wanting to talk about this for super long now but i didnt have the chance bc no one else was so sorry for the long block of text lols

but the implications of that is so... flavorful??? like good god thats a huge mess (double w the fact that this guy is obviously notorious for taking the body of the love of your life away (see with mamadori who obviously must have died before even having yuuji) and modifying it so that they can manipulate it and therefore be that said person) and with both suguru AND kenjaku obv having pent up emotions over said guy is going to fuck him/them (???) up badly bc even if you think you'd hate him things are going to merge/get messy in the long run bc obviously this body isnt yours it's someone else's and so are these emotions but what if soon--

it isn't?

WHAT IF soon it's going to be both of your emotions and love and hate despite being vv different is going to turn the same (bc well isn't hating the same as loving?) and GAHHHHHH! well cue the inner gay turmoil kdfskjfhjs AHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHA anyways i dunno i feel like kenjaku at first is only obsessed w gojo for being the six eyes and soon it just became a shitstorm later after he inhabits suguru's body wwwwww.

Anyways sorry for the long block of text this is embarrassing good day kdhsjkfhskfjsjfd

yeessss to all of the above! i’m not sure if kenjaku will ever develop actual feelings for gojo akin to geto’s per se but i can see kenjaku developing some sort of fondness for gojo as an individual. of course, this is all very much in fanon territory since i can’t really see gege exploring this more since kenjaku’s much more relevant as a parent to yuji since he’s the main character, but that’s another case of developing a certain fondness for someone who is your child but also not really (b/c obviously kenjaku doesn’t love yuji as a parent would, it’s more akin to pride/working science experiment etc).

but kenjaku staying in geto’s body any longer when they literally said “[the body fighting back] has never happened to them before” makes that potential of geto’s own feelings mixing in with kenjaku’s all the more appealing. geto’s a super unique case when kenjaku’s been bodyhopping for literal centuries! if the right arm was just a one-off freak case, then gege would’ve left it be but he included kenjaku addressing? geto in that kyoto student fight. that’s some powerful gay feelings right there lol, though maybe it’s the first time someone has spoke to their loved one’s soul so directly.

in any case i’m very interested in the other way around as well in post-canon AUs - kenjaku’s brain influencing geto who has wrest control of his body. i’ll reserve my own thoughts about this until i can express it more in that sequel to continuum haha.

[t3tsubaby]

Hiii can you do tsukki one where reader is vv shy and insecure about herself anddd she's always been told she's annoying and talkative and she stays awake all night and just forgets to eat sometimes kinda basically not taking care of herself and can it be angst to fluff w tsukki just using all this and more against her but then regretting ofc and boom fluff alsooo can it be in uni????

Thank you smmm for doing thiss

yes this is basically me plz don't judge 😭😭

Aw, this is such a cute idea, I hope I can give you what you requested!! Also, I’m not judging dw haha I’m the biggest fan of angst to fluff fics.

Tired

Tsukishima Kei x Reader 

Word Count: 1.2K

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Typing up your final paragraph for your English Composition class, you clicked submit and shut your laptop. Finally, you were feeling free from the burden of university. For now of course. But you decided to make the most of it and wanted to go visit your boyfriend who lived in a different dorm hall. After cracking your back and stretching your body, you changed into a casual yet very relaxed outfit compared to your previous pair of pajamas. 

You began walking outside, feeling the rays of the sun on your body. This just added to your happy expression. Not only were you excited to see your boyfriend, but the weather was nice, and you finished all your work for the week. You sped over to his dorm hall and got one of his friends to open the door for the building and his room. You saw him on his computer, probably doing some research for internships. You slowly wrapped your arms around his shoulders and greeted him.

“Hi Kei, what’re you doing?” you asked curiously. It was almost as if you could see the lines of irritation growing on his forehead.

“Just on my computer, you can sit on my bed or something,” he replied with a flat tone.

“Oh alright. Well actually since it’s Friday do you wanna catch up on Jujutsu Kaisen? The season finale comes out today and I’m really excited. I know we haven’t been able to watch the last few episodes so we can watch them today. From what I’ve read in the manga, I’m pretty sure we’ll see-,” you rambled on, but were cut off.

“God can you shut up you’re so annoying right now! I don’t want you here. You’re so talkative and irritating, shut up and go back to your room!,” Tsukishima yelled. Left in shock, you didn’t know what to say. Your brain completely blanked and suddenly you felt your body feeling hot with embarrassment. 

“Oh.. uh sorry. I’ll jus-,” “Do you not understand simple language? Are you that dumb? Get out.” he hissed at you. You looked up into his eyes for some support, even a glint of love, but you were only met with cold and hateful eyes. Not wanting to cause any more problems, you quickly walked out of his room, shutting the door. Your hands were shaking and you felt very uneasy.

You got some stares from people on the streets as a few tears were slipping from your eyes.

Once you reached your room you shut the door, took off your shoes, and flopped onto your bed, not bothering to turn the lights on. His words were replaying in your head.

You’re so annoying. You’re so talkative. You’re so irritating. You’re so dumb.

Another tear slipped out but you were quick to wipe it away. You spent the entire night thinking about how much his words hurt. After all, how could you sleep when your heart felt like it was in your stomach? You only realized it was morning when your 7 AM alarm began making noises. You turned it off and sat up to check your phone. Having a shred of hope that maybe he texted you to apologize, you had come to realize Kei hadn’t messaged or called. Not a single notification or sense of acknowledgment. The unsettling feeling in your stomach grew, which filled your stomach with any food your body may crave. How could you eat when your boyfriend thought of you so low.

You laid back down in bed and decided to stare at the ceiling. This routine had continued for a few days. You didn’t even realize the toll it had taken on your body until you decided to get up and get ready to try and distract yourself. Those past few days your thoughts were only consumed with what Tsukishima had said to you. You had barely slept and you were eating barely anything, often forgetting to drink water. Standing up, you felt your legs begin shaking underneath you and the last thing you saw was the carpet in your dorm before passing out.

Tsukishima had just woken up from his slumber. After pulling two all-nighters in a row, with his diet only consisting of $1 ramen and red bulls, he deserved lots of rest. Feeling a blush on his cheeks he got out of bed, excited to see you. However, as soon as he pulled himself out of bed he remembered just what he said to you a few days prior. He felt guilt and shame ooze out of his head and quickly came to the decision to go see you. He felt like his heart was beating at 20x the normal speed as he sprinted to your dorm. After getting a friend of yours to open the room for the hall, he opened the door only to see you lying on the ground.

He rushed to your figure on the ground, the only feeling in his body feeling panic. He picked you up and set you on the bed with your head on his lap and a hand on the top of your head. His thumb brushed upon your nose, eyebrows, and the other beautiful features of your face. He felt disgusted with himself. How could he say that about the person he’s loved for years? Tsukishima pulled a blanket over your figure after seeing your body shivering. Looking closely at your face, he saw the bags under your eyes and how your cheeks had gotten a bit shallow. “I’m so sorry my love,” he whispered to you before kissing your forehead. 

Slowly stirring, you adjusted yourself to the feeling of being in bed, only to realize your head was in your boyfriend's lap. You began to scooch away from him in fear of bothering him. 

“Wait please don’t. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry y/n. I never should’ve said those things. I don’t even know why I said that I was just so stressed and barely eating and not sleeping and I know those aren’t excuses and there is no excuse for what I said. I don’t think any words can show how sorry I am,” he rambled, beginning to cry. “Please don’t leave me. I don’t know what to do. I’m so sorry please y/n,” he finished, fully crying at this point.

You sat a foot away from him crying as well. Slowly you put a hand on his face. He looked up and you grabbed his hands and intertwined your fingers.

“Can I hold you?” he asked gently with his head down in shame.

“Okay,” you replied, unsure of your feelings.

He pulled you into his arms, engulfing you in a warm hug, hiding his face in your neck.

After a few minutes of hugging, he let go of you and began speaking.

“We need to get you something to eat and then you’re going to bed,” he spoke, looking into your eyes. You looked into his golden eyes and only saw the love you’re used to. You gave a soft smile and nodded your head. He stood up and set out a hand for you to hold, pulling you into his arms while standing up. He pulled you into his arms again, wanting to show you the love and affection you deserved. 

[saeyoungchoismaid]

Cuddles w/ Lucifer

Pairing: Lucifer x f!mc Genre: fluff, vv vague smut  Warnings: rubbing of thy clit Summary: When Lucifer eats the cake and grows wolf ears and a tail, (Y/n) just can’t help her urge to cuddle him A/N: based off of the Paws event

Lucifer stares down at you for a long moment, trying to process your request. 

“What?” comes his brilliant response. You giggle and grab his hand, giving it a small tug. 

“C’mon! I wanna cuddle!” Seeing as how the two of you aren’t dating, he’s shocked. And a little embarrassed. Nonetheless, a smirk comes to his face as he lets you lead the way towards his room. 

“Cuddle, hm?” he asks in a teasing tone. It’s not exactly what he had in mind when he transformed into this form and started smelling your alluring scent tenfold but he’ll take what he can get. 

You giggle like an excited schoolgirl as you walk to his room, opening the door and tugging him inside. He shuts the door behind him, trying to keep his new primal urges at bay. 

“If you’re staying the night, you can pick what side of the bed you want,” he says calmly, letting you pick what side of the bed you wanted. You look between the two sides and notice that the left side barely looks touched. 

“I’ll take the left side!” you say before throwing yourself onto the bed and rolling onto your back. You stare up at him expectantly, a blush spreading across your cheeks. 

He quickly looks away as he walks to the other side of the bed, removing his long coat as he goes. You’re making it harder and harder for him to control himself. He hangs the coat over the back of a chair by his bed before slowly climbing into his bed. 

As soon as he’s settled, you meet him in the middle for some cuddles. You still can’t believe that you’re laying in Lucifer’s bed. 

The idea excites both of you. 

Lucifer wraps his arms around you when you curl into him, a smile coming to his face. “Comfy?” he asks once you’re situated. You hum and nod your head, your hands resting on his chest and back. 

You both end up talking about the antidote that is supposed to arrive next week, according to Luke. You were glad when Mammon and Satan started playing with the bottle and ended up breaking it. They all just looked so cute! You’ve managed to snap a few pictures of Lucifer with his ears and tail. 

During all of your talking, your bodies move occasionally to readjust how you’re laying. At one point, you both lay on your backs staring up at his ceiling. 

“I rather like you like this, ya know?” you say softly, not wanting to disturb the comfortable silence that you two have found yourselves in. He turns his head to look at you but you keep your head forward, eyes on his light that was turned off long ago. 

“Oh really?” he asks as he turns on his side. The blush comes right back to your face, your head slowly nodding. 

“Yeah. You look really cute,” you say softly, finally looking at him. You’re surprised to see a smile on his face, one that shows his teeth. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him look so happy. 

“Are you talking about my ears and tail? You’ve got some strange tastes. However, I’m happy to receive a compliment from you,” he coos, using his tail to gently brush up and down your arm. You smile right back at him despite the embarrassment you feel, turning onto your side to face him now. 

“You’re welcome,” you whisper, your hand growing a mind of its own and starting to pet down his tail before repeating the process. You see a blush come to his face now, more giggles erupting from you. 

“Awe, you like being pet!” you squeal softly. He scoffs, turning his head away from you. 

“I do not,” he argues, pulling his tail away. You pout before smiling again, your hand going to his ears. 

“Do too,” you coo, giggling when his face grows warmer. 

“Quit it,” he replies, his ears flicking irritably. You smirk at that, biting your lip as you contemplate your answer. 

“Make me,” you whisper almost a little too breathlessly. 

He turns his attention back to you, surprised to see your eyes half-lidded and your bottom lip caught between your teeth. He studies you for a long moment, quickly thinking up of a pros and cons list. Pros won out the cons. 

“You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you? Your heartbeat is picking up. And your body temperature is rising,” he whispers, sitting up and slowly crawling to hover over you. Your eyes widen at his words, surprised he read you so well. 

“It’s strange how I can determine your mood by the changes in your body. I wonder what would happen if I touched you?” he continues, his voice dropping a few octaves. Your breath catches in your throat, wetness growing in your panties. 

His eyes move down, a dark smirk coming to his face. “I can smell your arousal,” he adds on, his eyes looking back up to you. Your heart goes into overdrive at that, all the nerves throughout your body at attention. 

“Would you like to try touching me?” you finally manage to get out, your sentence coming out as a stutter. He smirks darkly at that, licking his lips. He leans down to bring his lips to your ear and you find your lip caught between your teeth again as you await his response. 

“You better not regret those words.” You let out a shaky breath as he pulls back to look down at you again, one of his hands leaving the side of your head to travel down your body. 

“Close your eyes. Yes, focus on me,” he whispers. You listen, closing your eyes and letting your body only focus on him. Not the rising temperature of the room, the loud laughter coming from the downstairs, or the crackling fireplace. Just him. 

You let out a gasp when his fingers find your core through your clothes. A whine escapes you when he puts his hand underneath your panties, slicking up his fingers through your arousal coating your folds. He chuckles lowly as he starts to rub circles into your clit, wet kisses being placed along your neck. 

“Tonight, you’re mine,” he mumbles against your hot skin just before you let out a moan. 

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[kuroosweakness]

Omg, I've been waiting for you to open your reqs and,, thAnk GoD!! OkOOK—anyways, sO i thot of playing rock-paper-scissors with atsumu + bokuto + kenmaa!! (romantic) (•ө•)♡ aAAAA, I'm vv excited to see the outcome since it's playful in a way that my sibling and I use this to make decisions on who's who lmao & whenever we don't have anything better to do 'cause we're bored af, ¯\_༼ᴼل͜ᴼ༽_/¯ despite people staring at two grown-up persons vying to win from a childish game 🤣🤣 Arigatou!! ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡

playing rock-paper-scissors with him: atsumu, bokuto, kenma

━ atsumu

- mischievous pain-in-the-ass who tries way too hard 

~~~

“rock, paper, scissors-” he blurts out. he purposely rushed the word scissors, causing you to show your paper before he showed his scissors. you glower at his smirk. 

“you showed yours too late!” you groan.   

“no i didn’t!” he denies. “you just showed your too early. that’s 5 wins for me and 3 wins for you~” 

“it’ll be 6 wins for me and 5 wins for you soon.” 

“you wish.” he snips your paper with his finger-scissors. “gotcha”

“okay we’re going again. rock, paper...scissors” 

you = rock | atsumu = scissors 

a large grin spreads across your face. “got you” 

atsumu shakes his head. “we’re going again. rock, paper, scissors” 

you = rock | atsumu = finger guns 

“hey! that doesn’t count,” you complain, attempting to smash his finger guns with your fist, but he’s quick to move away. 

atsumu squints and shoots you with his finger gun. you glare and shoots him back with your own finger gun, right at his chest. he clutches his heart and flops on the floor, groaning in pain. “y-you...shot m-me” 

you bite back a smile from his reaction as you crawl over to him. “my aim’s not bad.” 

atsumu tilts his head, looks at you, and abruptly sits back up. “i’m not dead yet~” he snatches a nearby pillow to shield your attacks and shoots you with his finger guns. “got you again, babe. you’re supposed to be dead now.” 

you open your mouth to come up with a defensive comment. “w-wait...i had my invisible shield on.” 

he raises an eyebrow. “an invisible shield, you say?” 

“yes, the shield can protect me from anything, especially your finger guns.” 

atsumu laughs at your reply. “you’re fun to be around, y/n...but can we go back to our rock-paper” 

━ bokuto

- bo has the best reactions! 🥺 when he loses, he pouts and visually slumps. when he wins, he pumps his fists in the air and cheers a little “yay” 

- it’s your go-to activity when the two of you are bored. it never gets old 

~~~

“rock...paper...sciSSORS” bokuto screws his eyes shut and slowly peeks at your hand. 

bokuto = rock | you = paper 

you grin and wraps your paper around his fist. or, half of his fist. bokuto slumps down, disappointed at the fact that you’re winning by 8 points. 

“i’ll get you this time!” he says with adrenaline pumping through his entire body. he’s so worked up, determined to win once and for all. 

“rock, paper, scissors” you shoot out your paper again, only to see bokuto’s hand in a fist. “gotcha again” 

he groans. “i thought for sure you would change to scissors this time :(” 

“i guess your attempts to read my mind aren’t working,” you laugh. it’s cute how serious he’s taking this. who knew rock-paper-scissors would be so fun? 

“this one’s the one. i can sense it. rock, paper.... scissors!” 

bokuto = paper | you = paper 

“ohh, tie. again again, rock, paper...scissors” 

bokuto = paper | you = scissors 

notice the pattern? ;) 

━ kenma

- playing with him is so soft 🥺

- instead of taking it serious, he’s just playing to see your reactions 

- doesn’t even need to try, and still wins all the time 

~~~

kenma softly grins at the sight of your rock and his paper. it’s the 10th time he’s won. in a row. 

“maybe luck is just not on your side today,” he says, giving you a sympathetic smile. 

“how is it possible to continuously lose so many times,” you groan. kenma stifles a laugh as you flop back against the bed. quickly sitting up, you say, “this one is it. this one will be the one. i’ll win for sure.” 

“rock, paper, scissors” 

kenma = scissors | you = paper 

“again?!” 

kenma shakes his head, biting back a smile. “let’s go again. rock, paper, scissors” 

kenma = scissors | you = paper 

“...” you look up at kenma. “how’re you so good” 

“i’m not!”

“maybe i’m just really bad,” you chuckle. “rock, paper, scissors!” 

kenma = paper | you = scissors 

“let’s play something else-”

[fyodorsslut]

hi uh- this is embarrassing I mean I’m a writer asking for someone else to write me something- anyways I found your blog and I was wondering if you could write angst? Any kinda would be good just make it hurt :) ❤️❤️❤️

A/n : JFHGH MY HEARTTTTT I hope you like it !!

Genre : angst

Pairings : Bakugo x fem!reader

Keys : y/n your name // y/h/c your hair color // y/e/c your eye color // y/s/c your skin color // y/b/s your brows shade (light, dark, etc.)

Warnings : Language, death, angst vv much angsty, very light mention of sex

   He sighs aloud, pushing his wooden chair backwards as he pulls himself up off of it.

   “Where are you going ?” Kaminari, the blonde to his left, looked up at him in confusion.

   “Going to check on Bakubro,” the red haired declares. “You guys go walk or something if you wanted, I guess,” He spoke dryly, sharp teeth shining every time he flexes his jaw open.

   Denki’s golden eyes shakily hold contact with Kirishima’s small red ones. Both exchanging the same worrisome thoughts, the blonde sighs in despair as he nods at his friend.

          “You sure you don’t want to come?” Kirishima perks a brow. “You haven’t been eating properly since-”

   “Do I look hungry to you, shitty hair?!” The ash blonde snaps aloud. 

   “No, sorry,” The red haired lies, understanding and all. Without a single word further, he leaves the dorm and shuts the door on his way out.

   Sighing, Bakugo throws himself back on the bed. He rubs his eyes with rough callouses, stopping any emotion from stepping out of line. He shifts to his side, staring at the frame on his bedside table.

   “Damn, if you were here you would’ve dragged me downstairs,” he spoke to the picture softly, wishing for nothing more than the impossibility of pulling the girl out of the framed picture and into his embrace. “If. I hate that word. But you know that already. Or, well, knew.”

                                    -s i x  w e e k s  a g o- 

   “Oh my God,” The y/h/c girl gasps, gripping into Katsuki’s strong arm tighter than she already was. “We can even pain it pink! Imagine if we did- that’d be so funny.”

    The idea brought the ash blonde delight, but his expression remained frozen as the snow he’s walking on. With he two arms wrapped around his right arm, he wonders of the possibility of his girlfriend’s fantasies becoming a reality.

   “Tch, dumbass,” He replies. “Pink is lame.”

   “You’re lame,” She rolls her eyes playfully at him. Her nose was blocked by the cold, being unfortunate enough to not be a self-heater as her lover is. She sounded different, but she tried to pay it no mind, but it’s hard to do so when walking beside her was non other than mr.Sexy Voice. She couldn’t help but feel insecure.

   “Yeah yeah,” he smirks, intertwining his fingers with her’s and pulling them inside his coat’s pocket. A light pink tint was added to redden her cheek further more. It was him and the weather. But he’s always there.

   “What if we, like, actually got married?” She farrowed her y/b/s brows, raising her right hand into the air and examining the promise ring her gave her on their third anniversary.

   “There is no ‘if’ to it, idiot,” he declares, embarrassed by the state he was about to make even thought there was not reason to be ashamed of it whatsoever. “We are getting married, so shut up about it already.” 

   “Aw, Katsuki,” She smiles agape, printing a soft, cold kiss on his surprisingly warm cheek. “When did I say I had plans of marrying you?” She teases, eyes narrowed.

   “I didn’t ask. If you don’t want to I’ll make you.”

   “You’ll make me?” she scoffs. “I’d love to see you do that.”

   “Careful what you wish for, teddybear,”it was a threat if there was ever one, making the girl’s y/e/c eyes stare at him with all bewilderment there is.

   “Anyway,” she brushes it off quickly, looking ahead of them. “What if we got a daughter, would you know how to deal with her?”

    “Stop ‘what if’ing,” he rolls his vermilion eyes. “It’s too early to tell, you moron.”

   Before she could retort ans shut him up, the glass door of the store by their side practically blew up, spitting glass everywhere. While she was frozen from the utter shock, he caught a piece of glass right before it lands in her y/e/c eyes.

   “The fuck was that?!” He growls aloud, but people start running out of the place like crazy, all terrified.

   Y/n was pulled out the way by Katsuki, who frantically shook the girl ahead of him, trying to bring her back to reality.

   “Listen, I’m gonna go see what son of a bitch is doing what there and you’ll go get some fucking help, okay?”

   “Y-yeah, okay,” she nods, processing it all. Bakugo sighed deeply, considering keeping her here in the safe around him, not letting her out on her own, but he new he had to. 

  He pats her shoulder twice, she goes off running as his eyes trail her back.

   “What do you mean she’s not here?!!” Bakugo shouts at endeavour like some maniac, trying his best to not jump on the old man and punch him.

   “I don’t have time for your love affairs, boy. Your ‘girlfriend’ is not here. She was transported to the infirmary with the rest of injured.”

   As the number one hero pushed past him, the ash blonde stared into the blank.

   “I’m sorry,” the man sighs. “I really am.”

   He could barely hear the door shut, staring at what could soon be the corpse of his girlfriend.  All the other devices connected ti her body meant nothing to him. He’d give up everything he’d worked for his whole life right then if it meant she’ll stay.

   “Don’t fucking go,” he took her hand. “See me? I’m right here, for you. I didn’t waste 4 years of my life for you to do this to me. I’ll let you ‘what if’ all you want. Just- don’t fucking leave.”

   Much to his dismay, as his voice cracked a tear spilled down his cheek. He ran a calloused finger down her promise, him wearing a similar one with her name craved on its inside.

   “Don’t fucking go.”

   It’s a whimper,  desperate gasp for air. He didn’t mind being like this now; being so vulnerable. He didn’t have the brain nor the brain capacity to do so.

    “Please, don’t leave me.”

    His thoughts raced. He wish he were good enough, he had more time. He wished he were able to put her up again. He’d always bush it to later. He never showed her him vulnerable because later.  He never to her to the basement ti just talk because later. He never roamed the world with her because later. He never gave her the custom dress he wanted her to wear to prom because later.

   The beep sound from he device above his head became high, long, annoying. But, yet, he knew it indicated something dangerous.

   “B-babe?” He looked up at her, his face red but her’s pale.

   The man in white, uniform indicating a doctor, stormed into the room.

  “Wh-what’s wrong?!” The ash blonde asked, eyes agape as the doctor head towards the bed.

  “I might have to ask you to leave, young man.”

   “DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! WHAT’S HAPPENING?!”

   “Sir-”

   “ANSWER ME-” then, the ash blonde’s senses hit him; sudden and all. He stumbles back. “Sh-she’s making it, right?”

    “I already told you-”

     “NO YOU DIDN’T-!” he lied, scared. No, scratch that, terrified.

    This is all a bad dream. He continued to murmur in his head.

    Nurses came for backup, one with a quirk that numbed his limbs he couldn’t move. They pulled him out. The crying boy growled in pain, trying to stay. But they wouldn’t let him.

                                           - B a c k  t o  t h e  p r e s e n t -

   “I let you down,” He hugged the photo to his chest tightly, tears uncontrollably streaming down his light skinned face. “I’m sorry.” 

[kisskeiji]

Poolside. (The afterparty)

Lost & Found.

WARNINGS: language, implied sex, alcohol consumption, Kuroo (yes), not proofread.

this is an extra chapter!

You did end up ditching the party with Atsumu, he followed you to your room and spent the night with you. You woke up the next morning with your head on his chest and his arms wrapped around you, despite the missing clothing items on both of your bodies, Atsumu was warm and you could hear him snore softly. You propped yourself on your elbow and tried to wake him up.

“Tsumu, we’re going to be late, wake up.” He stirred awake and groaned as he stretched his limbs.

“I don’t want to go.” He said closing his eyes again.

“I know but we have to, it’s getting late and you need to go to your room to get changed.” You ran your fingers through his hair pushing it back to see his face. He groaned again, turning his back to you. “Come on, big baby, get up.” You got him to stand up after a few minutes, but he made sure to complain, and whine and groan loudly to let you know that he didn’t want to go. You went to the bathroom to start your morning routine as he got dressed and fixed his hair, you came out of the bathroom pat drying your face with a white towel.

“Let’s go to the shopping district later, I want to walk around the city before we go back home.” Atsumu said as he tied his shoes.

“I can’t, my train leaves at four.” He chuckled at your answer.

“You are not riding the train back home by yourself.” He said confidently. “Your boyfriend is coming with you.” You smiled at him and walked closer with your arms crossed. “Let’s change your tickets and we can take the 6:00 p.m ride.” He continued.

“And Suna?” You asked.

“He can come with us, he is a shopping addict he is not going to say no.” Atsumu got up and stood in front of you. “Come on, I want to get you a Christmas gift.” He tried to convince you by wiggling his brows.

“You already gave me a Christmas gift, ‘Tsumu.” You rolled your eyes and hugged his waist.

“You deserve two.” He leaned for a kiss but you stopped him.

“Go shower and brush your teeth and I’ll kiss you.” You said pulling apart.

“You always do this!” He complained. You walked him to the door and held it open. “I’ll see you in an hour.” He looked at you with puppy eyes. With a hand on his shoulder, you forced him to lean down once again and kissed his cheek.

“So needy.” You sighed.

“Only for you.” He gave you a cheeky smile and started walking backwards to the elevator and sending you kisses, you made him turn back to see where he was walking and the door in front of yours opened.

“Would you look at that? A-list athlete Miya Atsumu walking out of his publicist room first thing in the morning, you don’t see that every day.” Kuroo teased.

“You were eavesdropping?” You asked unamused.

“Couldn’t help myself.” He stretched his back like an old man when you realized that wasn’t his room.

“That’s Hideko’s room.” He nodded. “Why are you coming out of her room?”

“Think very hard.” He narrowed his eyes and laughed at your disgusted expression.

“You fucked my boss? Out of all the people in that party, you decided to hook up with my boss?” You whispered in distress as he smirked, throwing his head back. “You are unbelievable.”

“Come on, it was a great night, we had drinks, hooked up with hot people. Don’t tell me you didn’t have fun.” He leaned against the door frame.

“No, sir. You, hooked up with my boss, I spent the night with my boyfriend.” You said with arms crossed, mimicking his position.

“About time you got a boyfriend.” He joked. “Well, I’ll see you at the poolside, Hideko is bringing me as her plus one, and I can’t say no to free food.” He closed the door and threw his coat over his shoulder.

“You talk as if you weren’t a supervisor at the association.” You deadpanned and he shrugged, after that he left without another word and his damned smirk plastered on his face. ‘Annoying.’ You thought.

You tried to put together something that looked at least decent to meet the team owners, the goal was to look casual without freezing to death and to not make a mess with your luggage since you were leaving that same day. Taking a last look in the mirror with pursed lips you huffed, team reunions were always nerve-wracking, Hideko always tried to keep you away from them but today it was inevitable. You took the elevator to the lobby and looked for the salon where the afterparty was being held.

It was a secluded area on the first floor with a terrace next to the pool, ambiance music and the clinking of cups and silverware could be heard from the entrance, waiters walked all over the area with trays of cocktails and appetizers. You recognized a few faces from your higher-ups and people you’ve never seen before, naturally, you greeted everyone and started small talks with some of them, coach Foster was the first one to intervene and save you from more awkward conversations with possible sponsors.

“Y/N, Imai was asking for you just now! Why don’t you go look for her?” He lied, giving you the opportunity to excuse yourself with a promise to talk later with them. You saw Akaashi talking with Inunaki and Atsumu next to the snack bar. You were not sure why it looked like it was a cocktail party rather than brunch. You avoided everyone else while making your way to them. You placed your hand on Atsumu’s lower back and he turned to see you.

“Hey.” He said. “Long time no see.” You hooked your arms on his and pushed him lightly with your hip making him laugh as he kissed your temple.

“Am I missing something here?” Hideko asked as she sat next to Inunaki with a mimosa in one hand.

“We know you two are close and grossly in love but this is a bit too much.” Inunaki took a sip of his own mimosa and Hideko hummed in agreement. Akaashi was quiet, he just stared at you knowing what was about to come once Bokuto came back.

“When?” He asked you, smiling brightly at him for being the only one who took a hint. ‘Last night.’ You answered simply; Inunaki’s jaw dropped and Hideko almost screamed of excitement.

“Wait, before or after midnight?” She asked abruptly and you heard Inunaki curse under his breath.

“Like five minutes before midnight.” Atsumu recalled raising his brow. Hideko clapped once and closed her eyes doing a little celebration dance.

“Pay up, fucker!” She exclaimed holding her hand open, Inunaki shot Atsumu an angry glare and took his wallet out of his pocket claiming it wasn’t fair and that he could’ve waited five minutes more to ask you out. “Where are Bokuto and Thomas? They are not gonna like this one.”

“What are you talking about, Imai?” Thomas and Bokuto were standing right behind you, he looked at your hand on Atsumu’s bicep and then back to Hideko who was still dancing in victory and counting the money Inunaki gave her. “You have to be kidding me!”

“You decided to man up now? Really?” Bokuto walked past you glaring at Atsumu to place a stack of bills on Hideko’s hand and then Akaashi’s. Atsumu and you were so confused, they all had a bet?

“Hold up, Keiji, you too?” You asked in disbelief and he smirked.

“I had faith in Miya-san.” He excused himself nonchalantly as Thomas paid him. “If anything, we were your good luck charm.”

“I can believe it from Hideko, but you Keiji-kun?” Atsumu shook his hand in disapproval. You were not mad at all, but you expected something like this from Suna and Osamu rather than your coworkers.

“Hideko-san, where’s your plus one?” You decided to tease her a little as payback. She stopped laughing and looked like she wanted to strangle you, now she couldn't escape Inunaki’s reckless jokes about her ‘getting some’.

“How do you know I have a plus one?” She placed her money on her bag angrily.

“I saw him walking out of your room this morning.” Her eyes widened and you continued. “Tall, black and horribly styled hair, and I think he works for the association.”

“Please don’t tell me it’s Kuroo!” Bokuto started laughing at Hideko’s face, you didn't say anything just started laughing along with Bokuto.

“You two know him?” Hideko asked.

“He is our friend.” Akaashi clarified because you were too busy trying to catch your breath.

“Bokuto I’ll give your money back if you don’t mention this ever again.” Hideko bribed but Bokuto shook his head.

“Nah, you can keep it, this is ten times better than money.” Bokuto started laughing again.

“You are lucky I like your work.” She glared daggers at you as you closed your mouth with a fake zipper still grinning and completely satisfied with your actions. “Well, I have to go. I don't like you guys anymore. Don’t drink too much and don’t be rude to anyone.” After Hideko left, your other friends also went to wander around the room talking to other people and you were alone with Atsumu.

“See? What could've happened if you were left alone with that friend of yours last night?” He passed you a cup of sparkling water as he spoke.

“Oh, don't worry I don't make the same mistake twice.” You said confidently drinking from your cup and he nodded. It took him a second to look at you with eyes wide open in horror.

“What do you mean twice?” You almost choked on your drink at his question.

Oh shit...

(a/n: extra chapter yay! i had this idea the other day while i arranged my notes, im planning on adding more of this extra chapters and making them more light hearted so i don't kill yall with the following chapters lmao, im currently working on the next one and i've been doing a lot of research to create a time line that is easy to understand and write and sticking as much as i can to how national teams work, i was really frustrated trying to organize everything but my brain is working again, finally. i'll see you soon,,,, or not :) )

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Firsts with Kyoya

Pairing: Kyoya Ootori x f!reader Genre: Fluff, vv light smut Warnings: smut at the end. CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP

First Meeting:

surprisingly enough, the way you two met was through his father 

you just moved from America and your dad had business with Kyoya’s 

after meeting you, Kyoya’s dad, Yoshio Ootori, was determined to have you meet his son 

you made arrangements to come back when his son was there, wanting to please your father

it’s hard to do such a thing 

you are an only child and a female 

in America, it would’ve been easier to take over his company

but in Japan? 

it’s near impossible now 

either way, you do all you can to make the man happy  

and if making an arranged marriage with this boy would do that, then you’d do it in a heartbeat 

even if you’d rather marry someone you love

you came back the next day for lunch, sitting at a big table with the Ootori family and your mother and father 

Kyoya was nowhere to be found 

suddenly, you hear a boisterous voice come from outside of the large dining room 

“But, Kyoya! I need help with my Japanese! I also want to use one of those Kotatsu things!” you hear someone shout in Japanese, but with an accent 

you don’t hear a response

instead, you hear a maid softly tell the gentlemen that Kyoya’s family and the guests are waiting in the dining room 

there are then quick footsteps to the dining room 

two maids open the door and in strolls a blond and a raven-haired male 

they both stare at Mr. Ootori before looking around the table 

both of their eyes eventually stop on you 

“Son, you’re late, and you brought a guest,” Mr. Ootori says with a hidden emotion

they are both silent for a moment before the blond speaks up 

“Sorry, Mr. Ootori. I can leave. I held Kyoya up an-”

“It’s alright. Why don’t you both take a seat?” he says in a sugary sweet tone, motioning for a maid to set another place down for the blond 

Kyoya was sat right across from you 

his gaze makes you feel insecure all of a sudden 

“Sorry about being so late. I’ll make it up to you somehow,” Kyoya apologizes to your family 

your father speaks up first, smiling at him as he did so 

“No worries, young man.” 

you could hear his American accent when he spoke 

he then glances at you, expecting you to say something  

your eyes widen at this realization as you clear your throat 

“Oh, uh, yes. It’s quite alright. We were quite early, anyway,” you reassure 

Kyoya gives you both a smile, it seeming a bit fake to you but you weren’t about to call him out on it

“Let’s eat,” his father announces 

from there, you ate in silence and only spoke when spoken to, just like your father taught you

about halfway through lunch, the blond started speaking to you 

he introduced himself and you both started a conversation from there

you couldn’t help to let the serious facade fade and to smile at the boy 

he was very sweet and funny, even if he was kind of loud

you discovered he’s quite goofy 

after dinner, Mr. Ootori offered to show your dad to his office to talk further about business plans 

he instructed his son to ‘entertain’ you 

you, Kyoya, and Tamaki made your way out

“What would you like to do, Miss (L/n)?” Kyoya asks in a formal tone 

you hold back a frown at his tone 

is he always so serious? 

“Let’s go to the garden! I’m sure (Y/n) would like it!” Tamaki basically shouts 

Tamaki offers you his arm, which you happily take

he then leads you to the garden which you did, in fact, fall in love with 

Kyoya was relieved that Tamaki was easily able to entertain you but knew his father would be mad at him if he found out it wasn’t his son who was the one entertaining you

so with that thought, he comes over to you and starts informing you on the different flowers, their meaning, etc. 

you spend some time with the two boys in the garden before hearing your dad’s booming voice

you turn and see your father waiting on you, nodding your head to let him know you heard him

you turn back to the boys and flash them a smile, bowing to them since you read that’s what you’re supposed to do when thanking someone

“Thank you for showing me the garden. See ya later,” you thank before walking away to go over to your father

Kyoya’s eyes follow your figure as you leave, the gears in his mind churning 

First Time Hanging Out:

Kyoya’s father never told him why exactly he had to interact with you so much

“Text Y/n.” “Invite Y/n over for dinner.” “Give Y/n a call.”

and now, he wants him to take you out

his father made reservations for you two at one of the most expensive restaurants in the area, then making plans to go see a musical 

when you saw a limo outside of your house, you grew very nervous 

this felt like a date

but like not a date?

Kyoya was taking you to places that couples go on dates but Kyoya just didn’t really seem interested in you? 

you get into the limo with a smile slapped onto your face, kindly greeting the handsome male 

he greets you before going quiet

he then remembers that he’s supposed to get you to like him or whatever his father said 

so, he strikes up a conversation with you  

you quietly respond as he speaks to you, feeling a little uncomfortable 

about halfway to wherever you’re going, he seems to give up on talking to you 

you feel a bit guilty for not really participating in the conversation but how could you?

he was acting like someone is holding a gun to his head and forcing him to talk to you

you sigh as you stare out the window, your eyes lighting up at the sight 

the sun was setting, making reds and oranges paint the sky

Kyoya notices the look in your eyes, a weird feeling coming up in his chest 

he helps you out of the car once you reach the restaurant, not seeing the expression on your face

the said expression on your face is one of shock 

sure, your dad is a CEO of a company but that doesn’t mean you are insanely rich and get to blow your money on whatever

your dad gave you money when you asked for it 

which is close to never 

as you both take your seats, your entire body is stiff

you felt like if you breathed too much, you’d knock the expensive vase full of flowers off the table somehow 

Kyoya notices your tense state but doesn’t comment on it 

when you’re brought your menus, you try to find the cheapest thing available, which is not cheap at all in your book 

you didn’t even have an appetite anymore 

finally, Kyoya can’t take it anymore 

“Would you like to go somewhere else?” he offers

you let out a breath of relief, nodding your head with a small smile

“Yes, please,” you whisper

he offers a hand to assist you to stand up, you lightly taking it 

once outside, he turns to face you 

“Where would you like to go?” 

you look around before spotting a McDonald’s, smiling as you point it out 

“I want to go there,” you say with a bright smile 

Kyoya internally groans at the sight of the greasy place, wondering why you’d want to go there out of all places 

“Alright. Let’s go,” he says in an almost monotone voice 

you happily lead the way, your stomach growling a bit 

you didn’t really care for McDonald’s all that much but it reminds you of home 

of America 

you order for the both of you and pay before he can even blink 

you lead him to a table once you get your food, giggling at his expression 

“You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to.”

he studies the food as you eat a fry, acting as if it’ll start moving 

“It’s fine. Besides, you paid for it,” he says softly, picking up a fry and slowly eating it 

he wouldn’t admit it out loud but it didn’t taste that bad 

you both eat and, surprisingly, have a proper conversation 

you seemed much more relaxed and happy as you ate the fatty food 

Kyoya just didn’t understand you 

after you both finished eating, he told you about the musical 

you agreed to go to that since you changed the food plans 

you go together and you both actually enjoyed it. It was entertaining in different ways 

once he takes you home, you were kind of sad to leave 

he and Tamaki are the only things you have close to friends 

First Dance:

okay yeah, so, normally people don’t dance unless they go to a school dance or their significant other is just that romantic 

but the Ootori’s are far from normal 

they hold some sort of ball every year for some reason or another (you weren’t really listening)

your father made you dress up like a princess

makeup and all (you look kinda like a clown in your opinion. Your face feels ten times heavier)

after knowing Kyoya and Tamaki for a while now, you were all kind of friends now

if you can call it that 

you and Tamaki are for sure

you hang out all the time

Kyoya though? 

you weren’t sure if you could call him a friend 

Tamaki told you that they associate with each other because of a club

Kyoya would have no interest in him if there wasn’t something for him to gain 

it broke your heart to hear that 

Tamaki is such a caring person who deserves the world, in your opinion

he’s been through so much, he deserves to have a best friend 

I suppose he sees you as his best friend 

anyway, you eventually reach the Ootori estate after a boring drive with your father (he kept telling you how to act, eat, walk, speak, blah blah blah)

you head up the steps as soon as the door is open for you, taking in the fresh air with a smile 

 as soon as you get inside, you feel suffocated again 

you wanted to run to the garden, which is where you normally go when visiting the Ootori’s

your father is right behind you though, leading you to the long table piled with food 

you realize it’s because that’s where Kyoya is 

he ‘drops you off’ there before walking away to speak to important people 

Kyoya gives you a nod in acknowledgment before taking a sip of whatever he’s drinking in that fancy glass of his 

you face the table and can’t help but to feel your mouth water 

you’re starving 

your dad is forcing you on this stupid diet to have you be thinner 

‘men like their women thin,’ he said

it made you want to puke 

back in America, he was a pretty chill dad 

ever since we got here though, it’s like there’s a devil on his shoulder whispering all this nonsense to him 

maybe it’s that Mr. Ootori...

you didn’t even realize you’re stuffing your face, literally shoving as much as you can into it, before you feel a tap on your shoulder

you’re still chewing when you turn around, seeing a slightly older gentleman offering his hand to you 

“May I have this dance, Miss L/n?”

you quickly gulp down the food and take his hand with a polite smile 

dad says that you should always accept offers to dance 

you didn’t want to dance with this guy though 

he’s not that much older than you but he’s clearly not in high school anymore 

he also has too much cologne on 

and you just want to stuff your face with those delicious looking Mushi Pan

but alas, you're forced to dance

it seems that a slow song starts just as you step out onto the dance floor 

you’re are about a minute into the song before someone taps on his shoulder, making him pause and turn around 

“May I cut in?”

the guy huffs a bit but nods his head, bowing to you a bit before stalking off 

you bite back a smile as Kyoya takes ahold of your hand and waist

“Didn’t take you as a dancer,” you tease, letting your hand fall onto his shoulder

he hums as he looks anywhere but you as he replies

“I’m talented in many subjects, including dancing.”

you roll your eyes at his bragging, sighing as you look away from him

“That man was a terrible dancer,” he continues when you don’t reply 

you frown at his words, refusing to look at him 

“Reminds me of you trying to cook pancakes,” he teases.

you gasp in mock offense, taking your hand off of his shoulder to hit his chest

“I am great at making pancakes!” you argue, trying not to smile 

a small smile graces his face as he disagrees with you, playful banter being shot between you both 

neither of you realized how long you’d been dancing until his father starts making a speech (apparently he does it every year towards the end of the ball)

Kyoya leads you off the dance floor and back to the food 

“I heard your stomach grumble as soon as you saw the Mushi Pan,” he teases

it’s kinda weird to hear him be so playful 

you lightly shove him before grabbing one of the spongey desserts, taking a bite of half of it and moaning 

“These are literally so good,” you mumble around all the food in your mouth

you were too busy falling in love with the soft yumminess in your hand to realize that Kyoya was giving you the softest look 

okay, maybe he did have a soft spot for you

First Time Giving a Compliment: 

you both are at that phase where accidental touches aren’t so accidental anymore and you’re a lot shyer around him now 

he seems just as confident in himself as always 

so, when he walks up to you while you’re talking to Haruhi and asks you to go to the mall with him 

you’re shocked 

you, of course, agree, trying not to blush

you both head to the mall after the club is done for the day

you both walk around, going into a few stores

neither of you really buy anything 

eventually, Kyoya’s need to shower you in gifts kicks in 

he leads you into a store that he thinks you like and asks what size stuff you wear

you’re embarrassed to tell him things like your pants’ size 

what if he thinks you’re fat?

he doesn’t react in any sort of way really when you tell him 

he then starts walking around the store, picking out things that catch his eye and things he thinks you’ll like 

he then comes back to where you’re standing, admiring a necklace

he hands you a bunch of clothes and tells you to go try it on 

you walk into the dressing room, trying on a pair of jeans and a shirt he picked out 

he’s sitting on a plush chair and looking around when you come back out 

his eyes instantly snap to yours before roaming your body 

he smirks and gives a nod 

“You look good.”

a blush instantly slaps onto your face, biting your lip to hide your smile 

“Thank you,” you whisper

you then scurry back into the dressing room, staring at your reflection 

did that just happen?

did Kyoya Ootori really just give you a compliment?

you silently squeal and jump around happily 

Kyoya watches in amusement as your feet go up to hide behind the door before coming back down to meet the floor 

he can clearly see you fangirling but doesn’t call you out on it

after trying on everything and picking out what you like, you both make your way to the register 

as soon as the cash register says the price, Kyoya is handing over his card before you can even reach for your wallet 

you gape at his card before gaping up at him 

“Why would you do th—”

“Oh, I want to purchase that necklace too,” Kyoya says cooly as he points out the necklace you were eyeing earlier 

“No! We don’t need anything more. Thank you,” you say before the cashier can move

they look between the two of you, trying to decide who to listen to 

“Don’t waste more of your money on me, Kyoya,” you plead, already feeling bad

he sighs before waving his hand at the cashier, nodding his head 

“Alright, that’ll be all.”

you relax at his words, picking up your bag once the cashier hands back your receipt and his card 

you then quickly head for the exit 

Kyoya whispers something to cashier before following after you 

you then quickly lead the way out of the mall, feeling embarrassed and guilty for having him pay for you

Kyoya didn’t mind one bit though 

he’d buy you the world if he could 

First Time Giving You a Gift:

you guessed it 

he went back for the necklace 

and gave it to you for your birthday

your heart didn’t know what to do with itself 

you ended up throwing your arms around him for a hug

he kissed your forehead and held onto you tightly 

this was your first hug 

and man, neither of you wanted to let go 

but alas

you can’t stay in each other’s arms forever 

you tried for a while though before the gang started gagging at the two of you 

you pull away and smile bashfully up at him as you thank him again 

he then asks if he can put it on you 

you hand it over to him and turn around, pulling your hair up 

he slips it between your arms and then pins it behind your neck, his hands coming to rest on your shoulders afterward

you then turn back around with one of the brightest smiles he’s ever seen 

“It looks good on you,” he whispers 

he gets like this now 

all sweet and mushy, even in public 

he liked to keep it as private as possible though, hence the whispering

you try to contain your blush, but it’s impossible at this point

“Thank you,” you say again

First Kiss:

okay so 

I’m sure you guessed this as well 

he initiated it 

it kinda surprised and didn’t surprise you both at the same time 

like 

you both had your suspicions that you liked each other (it helped that literally everyone constantly told you both that you are head’s over heels for each other) 

he took you on a date 

and no, it wasn’t at some fancy schmancy place 

it was at night when he texted you and asked to hangout 

you had to sneak out of your house 

and there was Kyoya waiting for you outside your house 

you both were driven around for what felt like ever before finally reaching your destination 

the middle of nowhere 

you made a joke asking if he’s actually a serial killer and this is where he takes his victims to kill them 

he, of course, joked back and said yes, but you are his favorite victim 

you playfully gushed as he went to the trunk (you made another joke saying he’s getting his ax)

he pulled out a picnic basket and a couple blankets 

you raised a brow as you helped him hold some of the stuff, letting him lead the way 

he led you into a field, the grass going up to your thighs 

then, Kyoya steps into a clearing 

you actually gushed this time when you noticed it’s in the shape of a heart 

“How romantic,” you teased as you set the big blanket down 

it’s getting dark outside but you swore you could see a blush dusted over his cheeks 

you set everything up before getting comfortable 

he then pulled all the food out of the basket, making your heart melt (and your stomach growl) 

he made all of your favorites

no, not the chef 

he did 

you gave him a kiss on the cheek before starting to dig in 

you both talked to each other quietly despite the fact that you two were the only ones out there 

you both admired the sun as it sets 

more so you since he was too busy looking at you 

you both stayed out there for hours. Cuddling, holding hands, sharing secrets, all the goods 

at one point, you both had stopped talking and were just staring up at the stars 

you felt eyes on you, making you turn your head to find a pair of brown-grey eyes focused on you 

you blushed as you studied his eyes 

he’s the only one you know with eyes like that 

you couldn’t see his eyes at one point cause he closed them and leaned in, connecting your lips 

your heart lurched into your throat, deciding it belonged there instead of your chest

you both kissed for a moment before pulling away 

you smiled bashfully at him, feeling a blush coming back to your face 

“That was my first kiss,” you admitted softly 

his eyes widened before he relaxed, smiling back at you 

“Me too. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did,” he whispered

you giggled like a schoolgirl at his words, nodding your head 

you then leaned back in and gave him another kiss 

that happened throughout the night 

after he had asked you to be his girlfriend

First Time Having Sex:

(you remember that episode where Kyoya tugs Haruhi onto the bed and like get on top of her?)

(YEAH BRO)

(that shii hit different)

so 

there you two were

casually hanging out with everyone on your little vacation AFTER HIGH SCHOOL AS ADULTS

Tamaki absolutely refused to let you two share a room 

he said you’d be safer staying in ‘daddy’s’ room

Kyoya straight up told him, “Over my dead body.” 

the twins thought it was hilarious 

you ended up getting rooms right across from each other 

you and Haruhi were sharing a room cause “You two can bond!” 

Tamaki and his ideas, you swear 

you didn’t mind though 

it was fun having girly time with Haruhi 

but you wanted to see your boyfriend 

so, once Haruhi fell asleep, you snuck across the hall to see Kyoya 

and there he sat 

looking tall, dark, and handsome 

he had just got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his torso

and shirtless

cleanup in the doorway cause there’s drool everywhere 

it was then you realized you never really get to see him without his glasses 

he stood up silently, walking over to you 

you flashed him a smile, extending your arms a bit as you waited for a hug which is normally how you greet each other 

that clearly wasn’t what he had in mind 

your eyes widened as he tugged on your arm and forced you onto the bed 

you’re pretty sure your heart flew out of your chest and is now somewhere on the floor 

he quickly crawled onto the bed and hovered over you, staring down at you with clouded eyes 

“Oya?” you whispered your nickname for him, your eyes wide as he just silently took you in 

you hadn’t changed out of your swimsuit yet from being on the beach all day 

you had one of his button-up t-shirts on though, which was enough to cover you up 

he didn’t reply as he leaned down to connect your lips

normally, your kisses don’t last long and are super sweet 

or are passionate and include some groping 

this kiss though? It felt fiery and new and exciting 

you instantly returned it, humming softly 

his hands started to roam, starting at your thighs and ending up on your stomach 

he then lifted his hands to start to undo the buttons of his shirt 

once the buttons were all undone, his hands go back to wandering 

he stopped below your chest and pulled back to look down at you, silently asking for permission 

you let out a shaky sigh and nod of your head 

after experimenting with your chest, he started to get serious 

foreplay lasted for a good bit, seeing as how this is both of your first time doing it together

when it came time to do the actual deed, he pulled away to go to the table he was sitting at previously 

you watched him with furrowed brows, your naked body going cold without his touch 

he picked up his wallet and pulled out a condom, turning to you with a smirk 

you snorted with a raise of your brow, leaning back on your elbows 

“You brought a condom? Confident are we?” you teased 

he smirked darkly as he walked back over to you, standing by the side of the bed as he slipped it on 

“I didn’t bring just one,” he said in a deeper tone than normal 

your face instantly got hot

he then took his time with you 

letting you adjust and making love to you 

he wanted it to be perfect for you 

for the both of you 

you felt like you were in heaven 

though, god was probably frowning at you 

you snorted in the middle of Kyoya pulling out to thrust back in 

“Are you laughing at me?” he questioned with a brow going up to hide in his loose hair 

he didn’t even bother giving you a chance to reply and explain 

he just started going faster, making you forget anything you were going to say 

once you both climaxed, he cleaned you both up before holding you in his arms 

you didn’t mean to fall asleep in his arms

but you did 

the next morning, Tamaki came to Kyoya’s room to wake him up, seeing as how everyone else was already at breakfast except for you and him 

Haruhi said you weren’t in the room and she figured you went to the beach as soon as the sun started to rise since you talked about wanting to go shell hunting while enjoying the sunrise 

he didn’t bother knocking and just walked in 

he yelped in surprise and turned around, getting that famously dark blush of his 

Kyoya had his famous murder gaze as you held him back 

“I swear I didn’t see anything!” Tamaki yells as he takes off down the hallway 

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[otaku553]

anything about xera and/or vv? 👀 i love all of your ocs designs!

Thanks!!!! And thank you for the ask omg I’ve been so excited to talk about them!!!!

Vv is the de facto leader of team cot xera vv because she’s the oldest and thus the most experienced, but vv is also lazy as hell and leaves most of the planning and strategy to cot, who usually is pretty good at it! Because I gave up on having a balanced team comp with these three characters, vv was a child genius like cot and xera are, and used to take things super seriously and try to act mature

And then vv got to 17 or 18 and realized adulthood isn’t all it’s cracked up to be and trying to be so mature to garner the respect of her peers wasn’t really making her happy. It was gradual but she loosened up and is now basically the most lax person on the team, but years of acting so stiff and cold had their effect and their weapon and cloak reflect this.

Vv’s weapon is this elegant rapier she designed, and it’s got the showiest hand guard ever because she wanted attention, she wanted respect, and she was going to get it. It’s also why her cloak is bright red when the standard colors are more neutral and muted. She stood out as one of the youngest and every murmur or whisper she heard about how admirable she was for being so strong was gratification and proof that it was working, and that she had gotten the respect she wanted

She could change her weapon now that she herself has changed but weapons take shape during those formative years and it won’t be so easy to change it now and she’s not willing to go through the effort just to conserve a bit more more energy (since maintaining the showiness of the sword does take up some of her energy, just not enough to weaken her by much otherwise she wouldn’t have done it in the first place)

Vv is a blunt person, which works great when dealing with cot, who is the most roundabout and misleading person you’ll ever find. So they work pretty well together. She’s also sarcastic and cynical if you talk to her, but she gets tired of talking really easily if there’s more than a few people in the conversation. She’ll also have periods of time where she goes silent and completely cuts off all communication and the people who care for her just have to be patient and she’ll be back soon. It’s kind of just social exhaustion I guess if that’s a thing?

Her whole take on friendships is based on whether or not she feels she can be genuine around someone. She spent years of her life acting like someone she wasn’t, and it was a bit suffocating, so she avoids anyone that she thinks she has to put up pretenses for. That, or the moment she starts putting up pretenses in front of someone and feeling like she has to hide things from them, in he eyes, the friendship is over. It’s on her end though, she couldn’t care less what others hide from her

And Xera! I’m considering renaming them Xieran to match more with Tianci but for now I’ll call them Xera. Xera’s whole thing is secrecy

They’re super shy around people and are thus really quiet and don’t seem to make much of an impression beyond cold and hard to talk to. Really though, they can be quite passionate about a few mundane things like the color of the nearby tree or the latest episode of a show. It’s a tossup with them what their interest will be, so speaking with them when they’re fixated on something can be a bit of a rollercoaster sometimes

The thing about them is they’ve built a reputation around being cold, and it seems to unsettle people when they talk about the things they want to talk about, so they just stay silent instead. Anyone who willingly listens to them rambling about things without showing a reaction of being surprised or unsettled or anything is kind of an automatic friend in their book, after a few too many times gushing about something and finding that people didn’t expect it of them

So they can kind of see where cot comes from with hiding his true intentions from people and giving them the runaround before finally trusting them, because their trust is also hard earned sometimes if anyone blunders once and says “I didn’t expect that from you” even if it’s unintentional. Unlike cot though, they don’t make an effort to deceive people and stop them from figuring them out. They just hide.

It’s not like their true self is super passionate all the time. Their interior a mix of their cold exterior and their passion for certain specific things, and they just want friends that can accept both sides without thinking it odd that they can switch from silent in one moment to rapid fire rambling in another and anything in between, because sometimes people expect just the coldness and sometimes people think that they’re just always passionate about things and never express it and are somehow disappointed when they don’t.

They relate to aspen a lot because they also overthink a lot of how other people think of them, but they don’t talk to aspen much anyways because both of them are overthinkers and super awkward with each other, neither willing to break the silence out of fear of offending the other pretty much, it would be constant apologies and niceties and they wouldn’t get anywhere. They do talk to each other about shows and stuff that they’re interested in sometimes though :)

And on their weapon! Xera fights like shadows, and likes to get behind their opponent if they can. they’re the resident sneaky person on their team, and much like the other two, are ridiculously smart and talented for their age. Granted, they don’t have vv’s showmanship or cot’s strategic mind, and aren’t much of a creative thinker, but they can follow instructions to the tee.

[jungshookz]

i just saw this on tiktok & idk if it’ll make sense when i explain it but,, imagine y/n finally gets the balls to confess to someone (i was thinking yoongi but anyone else would still be cool) & does it but he has his headphones in,, the thing is he actually isnt listening to anything but he pretends that he didn’t hear her (bc he’s vv silly) and she’s just like “nvm” and then without blinking he goes “oh... well i like u too btw” & then BOOM they get married

➺ pairing; min yoongi x reader

➺ genre; unsurprisingly this is a university!au, fluff!!!!!!, friends to lovers duH

➺ wordcount: 3.3k

➺ what to expect; “i like-you like you… romantic… style… you know?”

➺ note; for the first time ever i have nothing to say but happy reading!!!! y/n’s awkward and yoongi likes to bully her whaT’s new

(original gif source unknown :-( but i found it off here!!)

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okay

you know what

this is going to be great

this is going to go super well

you know why?

because you practiced this like, at least a hundred times over the past month!

you know what you’re talking about

you know exactly what to say and how to say it

(you might’ve written a script for yourself just to be safe)

((it’s scrunched up at the bottom of your bag))

“nothing to be nervous about…” you mumble to yourself as you fix your hair in the mirror

you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear before promptly untucking it

…and then tucking it again

maybe you should do hair tucked behind your right ear but untucked on the left ear

or does that look weird??

how about if you pull your hair up into a bun?

…

well now you just look like a freshly boiled egg, so that’s certainly not going to work.

“i’m not nervous. not at all.” you mutter, turning side to side to make sure that all angles of your face look somewhat decent

the other day yoongi pointed out some unblended concealer on your jaw so now you’ve been beating your face twice as hard every morning to make sure that everything is blended to perfection

speaking of yoongi

he’s actually the reason why you’re talking to yourself in the bathroom like a crazy person

…you like him.

well, you’re pretty sure you like him…

you pause for a split second before shaking your head

no, yeah.

you definitely like him.

the two of you have known each other for about a year now?

the story of how your friendship started isn’t all that exciting, now that you think about it

you were both in the same psychology class and he was late on the very first day and the only empty seat that was closest to the door was one that was next to you

you were hoping to make a new friend this semester but yoongi definitely wasn’t the kind of friend you had in mind

you were hoping for someone bright and chipper anD it wouldn’t hurt if they just so happened to be very intelligent and helpful when it came to coursework

“sorry.” the latecomer mumbles when his foot accidentally nudges against your backpack on the floor

“all good.” you smile politely and lean down to push it under your legs

you let out a breath before bringing your attention back to the prof

“-now, i know that not everyone likes doing this, but it is the first day of class, so how about some icebreakers?”

you resist the urge to let out a groan of protest upon the mention of icebreakers

gOD

seriously?!?!

icebreakers???

you guys have to do icebreakers??

how old do these professors think you are??

you hate icebreakers

they’re the absolute worst!

especially the ones where you have to tell people three things about yourself or three hobbies you have

because you can never come up with interesting factoids about yourself when you’re put on the spot like that

you remember last semester one of the icebreakers for your english class was two truths and a lie and to make matters worse it wasn’t like a ‘turn to the person sitting next to you’ exercise, it was a ‘everyone’s going to go around the room and share with the entire class’ exercise

and when it was your turn, the only thing you could come up with was: “i… am a human being. i… have teeth. and i… like… cilantro…?”

…

what the hell was that?

you clear your throat quietly when everyone looks at you like you’re insane

well, you technically followed the rules of the game

you aRE a human being

you DO indeed have chompers

and you hate cilantro!

but uh

out of all the things you could’ve said, those three were admittedly a little odd

“is the lie that you’re a human being? because you’re acting like an alien trying to fit in with us humans, my friend!” the girl sitting next to you (you later find out that her name is judy and you’d just like to say that you nevER liked her because she was one of those overly ‘i’m just happy to be here!!’ people that made you want to slam your face into a wall) nudges your side and you resist the urge to slap her hand away

the class immediately bursts into scattered laughter and you flash your prof a sheepish smile

so yeah

icebreakers have never been your forte and you don’t think they ever will be

“turn to the person next to you and… god, i don’t know…”

see??

even the prof seems reluctant to do this so wHY is he forcing everyone to do this????

“okay, how about this! tell them what you ate for breakfast, lunch, and dinner yesterday. you can tell a lot about a person by what they eat in their every day lives. there we go.”

you press your lips together as you awkwardly manoeuvre yourself so that you’re facing the left

you force a smile onto your face when the stranger turns to face you as well

“do you wanna-”

“so like-”

the both of you speak at the same time and you immediately clamp up

well, this is just wonderful, isn’t it?

two seconds in and you already want to hurl yourself into the middle of a busy intersection

“oh, um, i’m y/n, by the way.” you lean in a little in case he can’t hear you

“cool, nice to meet you.” he nods as his fingers drum against his kneecap, “i’m yoongi.”

“oh, cool. yeah, nice to meet you too. yeah…”

“yeah…”

oh dear god

this entire interaction just makes you want to shrivel up and die

“so… should i go f-”

“look, we don’t have to do this, like… i personally hate icebreakers and i think i’ll survive without knowing what you ate yesterday. no offense.” yoongi chuckles before scratching the back of his neck, “we can just go back to doing our own thing until the professor calls time.” he shrugs before putting a single earbud in

you pause

oh!

okay

well

that worked out in your favour

“alright, no problem. i hate icebreakers too, so…” you turn back to look at your laptop

you stare at your empty google doc as your fingers drum aimlessly against the trackpad

you turn to take a look around

everyone else is just chatting their mouths off so you feel a little awkward sitting here doing nothing

…okay fiNE you’re just going to say something

“i mean, i guess it’s a good thing we’re not sharing anything with each other because i had, like, an embarrassing number of goldfish crackers for breakfast yesterday.”

yoongi nods before offering you a tightlipped smile

you press your lips together before slumping down in your seat a little

alllrighty

tough crowd this morning!

whEn is the professor going to call time??

at least you can use this time to think about where you’re going to sit next time

maybe you’ll sit in the front

smart people usually sit in the front, right???

you-

“what flavour?” you perk up when yoongi suddenly speaks up

he’s still scrolling through his phone and noT looking at you but you’ll take it

“the cinnamon graham cracker ones.”

he turns to raise a brow at you, “what? that’s not a flavour.”

“sure it is!” you scoff and open up your browser to search them up

“i only know about the cheddar ones. and cheddar is the superior flavour.”

you turn your laptop to show yoongi your screen, “see, check it out! there’s more than just cheddar.”

“oh. wow.”

and yeah

that’s how your guys’ first interaction went!

see?

nothing to rave about

it’s funny because you remember after hanging out with yoongi for the first time (the both of you had an hour and a half gap before your other classes) you told yourself that you weren’t allowed to like him

you have this tendency to immediately fall in love with someone just because they’re nice to you

like one time, this guy held the door open for you at the library and shot you a smile and a ‘no problem’ after you thanked him and you couldn’t stop thinking about him for literally two weeks straight

you’ve given him the affectionate title of library boy

you still think about him from time to time!

so you were pretty surprised to find that you weren’t slowly crushing on yoongi a month after meeting him

(you like to think it’s because sometimes he talks with his mouth full and that’s one of your turn offs)

this was a personal achievement for you!

not falling in love with someone after one day of getting to know them?

gold star for y/n!! :D

and you were pretty sure that this ‘friendship’ was just going to be one of those semester friendships

you know, the ones where you hang out a lot solely because you’re in the same class and it’s good + convenient to have a buddy in the same class

and after the semester ends you promise to meet up with them next semester and it never actually happens so it’s just an endless cycle of ‘hey, you free this week?’ and ‘i can’t this week, what about next week?’

and eventually you just stop talking to the other person because that’s just how it is

and when you see them in line for coffee at starbucks you’ll obviously say hi to them and the two of you will be like omg we have to hang out soon!!! but in your minds you’ll be thinking something like even if the world was ending we are not going to find time to hang out

you know, that kind of friendship!

not to mention, you don’t have a lot of boy-friends in the first place so you were positive that this was a business only friendship

so you were more than shocked to see the ‘i’m starving. let’s get pizza for lunch. where u at?’ text from yoongi at the beginning of the second semester

and now, here you are!

one year later and you’re still getting i’m starving. let’s get [insert food of choice here] for lunch. where u at? texts from yoongi

the only difference between now and then is the fact that you are completely and utterly whipped for yoongi

110% in love with that man

you don’t even know what changed!!!!

one day he was telling you a story with his mouth full as per usual and instead of finding it gross you actually thought it was cute how he seemed to resemble a chipmunk

and then you started to notice other things about him that you found cute

like the way his eyes light up whenever you bring him an iced coffee

or the way he throws his head back and places a hand on his chest when he’s laughing reaLLy hard over something you said

or how he leans back in his chair before sticking his foot up on the seat in front of him while chewing on the lid of his pen

and even your tradition of flipping each other off after you hop off the bus at your stop has your heart fluttering

you really can’t explain what happened

you kind of just woke up one morning and was like:

…do i like yoongi?

omg DO I??

this is… month five of your crush on him?

the only reason why you finally decided it was time to tell him about your feelings was because you spent the entire weekend reading friends to lovers fan fiction and now you’re all revved up and ready to rumBLE

if it can happen to a fictional character it could certainly happen to a very real human being like you

and even if he doesn’t like you back (womp womp) it’ll be fine

it won’t be the end of the world!

yoongi’s always been super chill so you’re pretty sure it’s not going to destroy the friendship

if anything he’ll just use it to tease you sometimes (“hey i’m thirsty do u maybe wanna buy a drink for me? …the love of your life?”) and you’re completely fine with that

sure, it’ll be a little embarrassing to have to sit through the ‘i just think you’re a really good friend’ conversation but you’ll get over it

“look who’s finally back.” yoongi glances up at you, “did you have a nice poop???” he says loudly and you can’t help but scowl when you get a couple glances your way

he giggles to himself before looking back down at his phone

“very mature, yoongi.” you snort as you take your seat, “you child.”

a beat of silence ticks by and you feel your leg started to bounce anxiously under the table

maybe this isn’t a good idea

…

NO

you’re not allowed to back out of this!

you literally spent so much time hyping yourself up in the bathroom

you’d have wasTed hours of rehearsing if you change your mind now

“okay, i’m just-” your voice wavers and you clear your throat quickly, “i’m just going to say something, and… and don’t interrupt me or anything until i’m done, because then you’ll ruin my train of thought.” you pause to let out a breath, “i like you, yoongi. and not, like, in general… i mean i do like you in general but i like-you like you… romantic… style… you know?”

okay

well

it seems that maybe you needed to practice what you were going to say one last time because ‘i like-you like you romantic style’ definitely wasn’t in the original script of this tragic screenplay

“to be honest, i’m really not sure what changed. i know that we’re pretty good friends and all but i just felt like i had to tell you about my feelings. you know, i… i really care about you and you’re one of the most important people in my life, if i’m being honest. you’ve always been there for me and, i don’t know… i’ve liked you for nearly five months, and the only reason why i didn’t wanna tell you was because i didn’t want to, like, potentially ruin our friendship? oh, and it’s totally okay if you don’t like me back, i just figured you should know! i mean, it’s literally fine if you don’t feel the same way, and you don’t have to give me the whole pity speech because i know from firsthand experience that you’re literally the worst at trying to make someone feel better so… yeah! i guess that’s all i had to tell you. i like you.”

you twiddle with a strand of your hair nervously as you conclude your little speech and wait for yoongi’s response

…

…

…

yoongi looks up at you before plucking an earbud out

“what?”

you immediately feel all the blood drain from your face

he… he didn’t even…. he didn’t hear a sINGLE thing of what you just…

you just poured your heart out to him and he was listening to music this entire time?!?!?!

if anything, this is a sign from god

this is god giving you a chance to rethink the whole confessing your undying love for yoongi thing

this is god telling you that you should thank Him and spend the rest of your life praising Him for saving you from a lifetime of embarrassment!

you swallow thickly before letting out a nervous chuckle, “wh- what?”

“did you say something?”

“me? i did, but it’s not important.” you wave it off before letting out a scoff, “it’s whatever. it’s… yeah, it’s fine. all good.”

“‘kay.” yoongi sighs as he plugs his earbud back in, “but for the record, i like you too.”

“yeah, well-” you look back up at yoongi quickly

what did he-

did he just-

are you hearing things??

“um-” you shake your head quickly before leaning in a little, “sorry, what?”

yoongi sets his phone down before reaching up to pluck out both his earbuds

“did i stutter?” he sniffles before folding his arms and putting them on the table

you blink

you can’t tell if he’s joking or not because of the complete lack of emotion in his face

like that one time you were really upset over completely bombing your midterm and yoongi looked at you with the pokeriest of poker faces and was like: “this one, single test doesn’t define your intelligence. you’re one of the hardest working people i know and you’re a very diligent student. i’ll help you study for your next midterm. i believe in you.” and you were just like ?????

so right now with yoongi telling you that he likes you back..,., you genuinely can’t tell if he’s teasing you or not

“i don’t… i don’t know what you’re saying…” you feel like your eyes are going to dry out from how wiDe they are

“i’m saying that if you asked me if i wanted to go and make out with you behind the bookshelves right now…” yoongi hums as he leans back against his chair, “i would say yes. i would even go as far as to say hell yes.”

??????

what is happening?????

are you having a fever dream???

is THIS what a stroke feels like???

“actually, i’m starving. let’s go get some food.” yoongi gets up from his seat before grabbing his backpack and flinging one strap over his shoulder

you feel like you’re on autopilot mode as you get up slowly from your seat

you’re just… trying to process… what the hell is going on…

okay

um

so he does like you back??

“hey-” you look over to see that yoongi’s already picked up your backpack for you and has his free hand sticking out, “are you going to hold my hand or not?”

see???

how are you supposed to interpret that???

you look down at his hand and blink at it cluelessly

so he wants you guys to hold hands??

“for god’s sake-” yoongi rolls his eyes before grabbing your hand and gently tugging you along, “i have to do everything for you-”

“oh, that is so not true!” you snap out of your trance to defend yourself, “i’m just thinking about- so you could hear me the entire time??”

your stomach does a flip when yoongi suddenly brings your hand up to his mouth before brushing a sweet little kiss along your knuckles

“i like-you like you romantic style, too.”

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

requested drabbles masterlist

[cinnamontoastandtears]

thank you for the tags @mithranqueer and @rufusrant vv happy that y’all thought of me haha 💕 (and thanks for the awesome questions @dustino)

have you ever written rpf before, or are the beatles the first you’ve ever done it for?

yeah, no, the beatles are the first and most likely the only rpf thing i’ll ever write. i’ve written fictional character ones before that but they were shitty so the first thing i ever posted was beatles too.

what’s your favorite ship to write and why?

starrison... because it just is, i have really no idea. they have the dynamic of the kind of relationship i want, i guess, (plus majorly awesome side-character energy) so yeah.

easiest beatle to write?

george. his personality is scarily similar to mine, so all i really have to do is think how i’d handle (x) situation.

hardest beatle to write?

paul. which is strange bc every mclennon fic ive ever written is from his perspective lmao. i think it’s hard for me to write him because i don’t actually like him very much and he gets on my nerves.

original era or modern au?

modern, but i can tolerate original if i throw period-typical homophobia in the bin. don’t like writing that.

least favorite pair to write?

mcharrison.. mostly cause they’re just such great friends and ugh, will die for some good mcharrison bromance (writing a fic like that now lmao...)

do you read or write more?

write, sorry to every fic ive ignored, but multi-chapters stress me out so much especially if they already have upwards of like 10,000 words. (very sorry if i’ve ignored your work, it’s really not your fault i promise) if i catch a multi chapter in its first couple updates i’m more inclined to read it. (but yeah, i write way more to the point where i have several almost finished fics in my drive, expect a week soon where i just post them all ahajkdks)

aus or canon compliant?

i mean i guess modern au if that counts? or them as like, anything but musicians because that’s hilarious.

ship you’d like to see more of?

uhhh... lenstarr or lennison (create the content you wish to see)

au/trope you want to see more of?

nothing specific. (but i love drunken confessions and bed-sharing, specifically together)

fanfic trope pet peeve?

ARCHETYPE BEATLES. archetype beatles can fucking kiss my ass. no sweeter-than-sweet ringo, depressed/moody/angry george, way-too-much-of-a-“leader” john, and paul the a) over-the-top drama queen or b) the Most Serious About Music™️. hate those. please be complex :))

prefer to write one shots or multi chaptered fics?

oneshots. but i did just start a multi chapter one you can read here if you’re interested 👀 (it’s sort of crack, idk if that hurts or helps)

on a scale from one to ten, how much has fanfiction taken over your life?

like maybe 6-7. it’s a lot.

do you have an author you look up to?

YES. literally all of them omg. seriously @mithranqueer @measuredoutinyears @dusted-0negin @celeste-fitzgerald @rufusrant @muzaktomyears @blobfishmiffy you all are very cool and i always feel very nervous to talk to you 😌

what’s a fic you can’t get tired of no matter how many times you read?

(time to sift through my bookmarks)

by @measuredoutinyears

a love that’s shining all around here - starrison (literally the first beatles fic in my bookmarks)

because you’re sweet and lovely - starrison (oh my god)

by @mithranqueer

baby, you’re a rich man - starrison (ahhhhhhh them as mob members is crazy and perfect and you know??)

by @blobfishmiffy

beatle toast (but gayer) - lennison (vv accurate for their dynamic)

a push in the right direction - starrison (the obliviousness and denial and the lenstarr bromance = everything)

by @celeste-fitzgerald

if this was a movie - starrison (i think the first time i read this i had to get up it was just so sweet)

by no particular author i know the tumblr url of:

peppermint kisses - mclennon (it’s christmas fluff i mean come on)

drunken lovers. - starrison (what did i say about drunken confessions)

attracts me like no other lover - george/everyone with endgame starrison (not sad but made me cry)

do you have a current fic obsession?

will you be mad if i say my own?

how seriously do you take fic writing?

not as serious as i should maybe, if you measure how much i don’t try and how much i live off of people’s praise :D

tags before the nsfw: ... @muzaktomyears (vv sorry if this is like the third or fourth tag, but y’all already talked about some of my favorites)

do sex positions (top/bottom) effect your enjoyment when reading or writing a fic?

kind of ?? more in the next question

do you have a preference over who’s who at all? if you do, then what are they?

in lieu of the confusing answer i had, here’s the six main ones:

mclennon: top john

starrison: prefer top george but either one is fine

lennison: top george

mcharrison: either way

mcstarr: mostly top ringo, maybe top paul

lenstarr: top ringo

this stems from the deal that if i read a ship and one or another of them is the top the possibility of me being able to picture it another way goes down (like first come, first served sort of)

is there any kind of kink you have to fight back including in every fic?

nor unless you count dirty talk which i always put in there anyway

when do you feel comfortable adding a smut scene in your fic, if it matters to you at all?

i guess in truth, i’ve only written a couple of fics (posted and unposted) with smut in them, and in a decent half of them i used sex to represent a deeper emotional connection rather than, like, because i was horny (but i have like 4 of those too so if you want i could..) /hj