#it just felt right jsjsjs

[impera-ar]

just saying

[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 22 - Fisting & Masturbation]

Pairing: Sanguis!Jungkook Solo feat. him thirsting over the others

Kink: Vampire!JK, male masturbation, thigh rope bondage, self spanking, cock spanking, self choking, biting, self blooddrinking, anal fingering, anal fisting, mirror sex, handjob, lube, subdrop, the aftercare!!!

Wordcount: 4.5k

a/n: i was the one who requested this and i am not ashamed to admit it jsjsjs. have fun besties, i promise that you’re gonna get so many more horny stories with SA!Koo in the future🖤

Jungkook is looking at himself, twisting and turning in front of the mirror. He is playing his music loudly. Grunge. He hopes it’s enough to mask what he is planning on doing. If he wasn’t playing his music, the whole castle would probably listen in and Jungkook is way too shy for that. He doesn’t mind when he’s fucking other people, but when’s alone, he feels a certain shame about the whole act.

Jungkook tugs his jumper right above his belly button, inspecting his legs and cock. He wrapped red rope around his thighs and hips in a pretty Shibari pattern. Jungkook turns and looks at his butt. He framed it with the rope, making it look bigger than it actually was. He makes it jiggle by giving it a spank. It leaves a faint burn on his skin. Jungkook squeezes his thighs together in reaction. He spanks it again, releasing a shaky moan because of it. It feels so good to spank himself. Jungkook gives the heated flesh a soft squeeze to soothe it. This really felt so good…

He drops his jumper again, making it fall over his butt and exposed dick. It ends just a little under where his relaxed cock would end, the sleeves are just a little too long, hiding his hands in big sweater paws. Its black colour matched with the red of the rope and the ivory of his skin. 

Jungkook drops to his knees, eyes locking with his own reflection in the huge mirror of his bedroom. He places his hands on his inner thighs and drags them up to his cock. He tilts his head up slightly, releasing a shaky sigh. The rope feels nice under his fingertips, his skin is sensitive and tingles oh so much. He touches the hem of the jumper. His eyes flit down, waiting for the moment he exposes his cock.  

One tug 

He gasps.

There it is. 

His cock. Almost completely hard. Jungkook blames the act of self-tying on his boner. He loves self-tying so much. When rope is on his skin, he feels such a sense of control and power over himself. As if for as long as the rope is on his body, he won’t turn into a monster. Jungkook feels safe jerking off when he is tied up.

Jungkook places the jumper behind his cock and dances his hand back to this thigh. He gives both of them a harsh squeeze before running his hands up to his dick. He uses just his fingertips at first, tracing his impressive veins all the way up to his tip.

He moans softly when his fingers come into contact with his cockhead, thighs squeezing together and cock twitching into his touch.

Jungkook doesn’t have to be alone right now. He has multiple options to choose from if he wanted to. Hoseok and Seokjin are working out in the ballroom gym right now. He is sure that if he got them drunk enough he could have “some fun between friends” with them. You and Taehyung returned from your museum date twenty minutes ago. Jungkook can hear you cooking together. Taehyung is currently pretending to fight you while you tell him in a giggle to “put the cucumber down, darling. It’s not a sword”. Jungkook is sure that you would have agreed for some fun. And Taehyung. Well Taehyung.

Jungkook grunts, locking eyes with himself. His brows furrow. His fingers close around his cock and begin moving up and down.

Jungkook is sure Taehyung would have joined too.

“Fuck”, Jungkook presses out, massaging his frenulum with his thumb. His cock has hardened completely by now, sitting in his palm heavily. Jungkook moves his hand around it quickly, eyes falling back to it to make the sensations twice as intense.

Yoongi is home too. Jungkook can’t hear him currently, but while Jungkook was tying himself, he could hear glimpses of guitar play which was very distinctively Yoongi. The Creator must be in his wing, making music like always.

Jungkook parts his legs, ass coming into contact with the wooden floor. Like this his thighs are stretching the ropes to the point where their only escape is to dig into Jungkook’s skin. The pressure and tension feels so fucking good that Jungkook is chasing the sensation by opening and closing his thighs repeatedly to apply less and more pressure. All the while his hand is tugging at his hard cock in a needy rhythm. It almost feels as if he is riding cock like that. All that was missing was the cock.

Jungkook thinks again. He is sure that Yoongi would have already waited for him with some sort of toy or his cock out, if he had decided to ask him. His teacher always knows what Jungkook wants even before he could voice it. So many times Jungkook didn’t even know that he was horny while Yoongi was already ready to jump in and take care of his poor aches. So many goddamn times, their training ended with Yoongi having to take care of Jungkook’s neediness which the feed triggered in him. Yoongi assured him that this was normal for a Ripper Youngling like Jungkook and then presented his cock wordlessly for him to find release on.

“Yoongi”, Jungkook whimpers, hand falling over his mouth a second later. His fingers have stilled around his cock, his body is tense. He didn’t mean to say his name. He was too lost in the fantasy and said what he thought about. Oh god. Did he hear him? Jungkook holds his breath and listens through the loud fog of grunge music. He can’t hear anything. He must have been lucky.

Jungkook exhales shakily and drops his hand from his mouth, gripping his own thigh. He begins moving around his cock again and locks back onto his own eyes. He has to be more careful from now on. Yoongi may be the last person listening in like a creep, but Jungkook is very well aware that out of all the vampires currently present in the castle, Yoongi was the one most likely to accidentally catch a glimpse of what Jungkook was doing. Three thousand years do that to one’s senses. Jungkook can’t risk being caught. It would be so embarrassing.

Jungkook lifts his butt from the floor, now truly kneeling in front of the mirror as he keeps jerking off his big cock. The rope is digging into his sculpted thighs, tensing nicely around his crotch area as well. Jungkook uses the surge of electricity the pressure gives him to twist his hand around his cockhead and slip his left hand between his legs. He cups his heavy balls, rolling them between his fingers in a sensual massage.

“Ah god”, he whispers, dropping his head just to look. He is so huge already. That’s so embarrassing. He wasn’t supposed to grow out of his human size already. Not that soon. He hasn’t even started with what he actually wanted to do.

Jungkook slows down his hand gradually until he comes to a full stop. Doesn’t matter that he is bigger. He just has to act so much quicker then.

Jungkook gets on all fours so he can reach the bottle of lube he stupidly enough put too far away from where he was kneeling. He manages to reach it by arching his back and getting on his elbow.

He sits back down on his heels once done and prepares the next step of tonight’s fun. A red dildo, currently fixed to the floor by its suction cup. It is way smaller than his cock, his human cock and especially his vampire cock. But Jungkook still likes it a lot because the shape is nice and it’s easy to take. Jungkook jerks it off to spread the lube, breathing heavily in excitement. 

He can’t wait to get it inside. He wants nothing else than to bounce on dick as he jerks off his cock. 

Jungkook positions himself in front of the dildo once it's covered in enough lube. He lowers himself and tries to slip it inside. 

"Ah", he gasps, flinching back. 

It’s so big. And he is so tight. 

Trying to take it actually hurt. Jungkook looks between his legs at the toy, furrowing his brows. Why did this actually hurt? 

Jungkook tries again, lowering himself only to instantly give up when his hole burns and pinches.

"Fuck", he presses out, reaching behind himself to trace his rim, "why am I so tight?" he wonders out loud, massaging his hole to get it to relax again, "calm down Kook, take a deep breath", he tells himself, wrapping his hand around his cock to jerk it off for motivation. He takes a deep breath, releasing it shakily now that he is massaging both his cock and hole. 

Maybe he was being too greedy. He needs to give his body time. Yoongi always scolds him for being way too impatient. He has to listen to him. He has to take it slow. 

His fingers are still wet enough from the lube, but Jungkook wants more. He reaches for the bottle and opens it with his teeth. Then he hovers it over his cock to wet it. He spreads it eagerly, staring at it with ruby eyes. 

Slap.

"Hngn", Jungkook mewls, cock burning where he spanked it. He couldn’t help himself. His cock is so wet and big. All he wants to do is spank it and make it hurt. 

Jungkook gives himself one more spank, fucking his own fist desperately. He wants to keep going, but spanking gets him way too close. He has to stop even if it hurts. 

"Please", he begs himself, knowing very well that he won’t give in, "oh god, wanna be spanked", he keens, touching his cock normally even if he doesn’t want to.

Slap!

One last time. He had to try one last time. 

Jungkook falls on all fours, feeling his fangs come to light instantly. He mewls loudly, back arching and tensing. He is going to cum. The spank was too much. He played with fire and got burned.

"Control yourself", he orders, slapping his own face, "calm down." 

His cock throbs against nothing, covering the floor with a puddle of precum. It aches so, so much. 

"Calm down, it’s okay", Jungkook whispers, soothing his cheek with a soft caress. The worst part is behind him. He gained back control. He won’t climax against his will. 

Jungkook exhales in relief and rewards himself by covering his fingers in lube and connecting them with his hole. 

He closes his eyes and parts his lips in bliss, concentrating on his soft touch. He traces his hole, massaging it gently until it feels oh so sensitive and needy for more. 

Jungkook pushes his middle and ring finger inside. They slip in without resistance, barely even giving him a stretch. Jungkook slips in his pointer finger instantly. There it is. A stretch. It may only be a soft stretch, but it was a stretch nonetheless, leaving Jungkook to sigh in bliss.

He fucks his fingers in and out of his hole slowly for just thrree strokes and then he grows impatient again. He speeds up, giving his needy ass a rough finger fuck. 

"Yes", he moans, "holy fuck, yes."

His digits feel so nice in his ass. They are just a little smaller than Yoongi’s, but a lot bigger than yours. Jungkook likes to think of those two pairs of hands when he jerks off because they each brought him the most pleasure he ever felt. The day at the church still plagues him perfectly. The day at the gym still haunts his memories. Jungkook swears it was one of the best days of his life. And all the days on the road still keep him up at night, not in agony but in pure happiness. Jungkook really, really loves your hands and Yoongi’s too. 

Jungkook curls his fingers, tickling his prostate out of hiding. The touch feels like a gentle warmth for now. Jungkook really likes it, sighing to himself as he keeps on moving his fingers. 

He is so proud of himself. He is taking it slow. He is giving himself time. Yoongi would be so proud of him. Yoongi would call him a good boy and then he would feed him another finger.

Jungkook slips his pinky inside, whimpering loudly. The stretch is a lot more now. The warmth against his prostate grows too.

"Yoo-", Jungkook stops himself before he could mess up again, wrapping his own hand around his throat and pressing down hard, "ngng", he lets out, feeling his cock leak onto the ground. It feels like a constant stream of wet warmth leaving him. Yoongi’s name is tickling his tongue. Your name is close second. The pressure on his veins is so nice. His fingers feel so good in his ass. Jungkook pushes deeper only to fail because lube was missing. 

"More", he begs himself, "please more."

He knows he has to give it to himself. There is no other person in this room, even if in his fantasy he is currently with Yoongi and you. 

"Please", Jungkook sobs softly and drops his hand from his throat even if he doesn’t want to. He reaches for the lube with trembling fingers and slips his hand free from his ass.  

The emptiness makes him sob again and work oh so sloppily just so he can get stuffed sooner.

Jungkook covers his entire right hand with the lube, using so much that it actually runs down along his wrist and forearm. He doesn’t want to risk anything. 

He drops the bottle without closing it, getting on his hand and reaching behind himself. Jungkook propes at his hole with his whole hand. The longer of his fingers slip in first. Jungkook barely feels the stretch. He pushes deeper, gasping when his pinky slips in too. And then his thumb. 

"Oh god", Jungkook croaks, pushing more and more. He forgot that the hand position he chose enables his thumb to stuff him too. It feels so good. The stretch is so intense. Jungkook feels himself grow impatient again. He knows that it will probably end in him going too far and hurting himself, but he doesn’t want to stop. He is impatient. And oh so needy.

Jungkook pushes more, managing to bury his fingers inside him all the way to his knuckles. The stretch makes him tremble. 

"Please", he whimpers, pushing more. His hand slips deeper. Jungkook knows that the moment of struggle will come soon. Deeper and deeper and deeper.

And.

Wait a damn second. 

Jungkook puts more pressure on his hole and...slips in.

“Ah”, he gasps, twitching away because of how harshly his hand slipped in. He could even feel how the resistance snapped when his hole finally gave up. Jungkook moans so brokenly and so loudly that he is very sure that someone heard him. He couldn’t even stop it from happening. But it feels so good that he doesn’t even mind. All he needs to do is to keep going.

Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut and whimpers.

He's got his hand inside. He, he, he actually managed to take his hand past his knuckles. It wasn’t part of the plan, but now it is. Forget the dildo. Jungkook has his fucking hand inside.

Jungkook lifts his head and looks into his glassy eyes. He dares to move his hand a little, widening his eyes and moaning loudly again. He throws his hand over his mouth, losing balance and almost falling face first onto the floor if he didn’t catch himself at the last moment.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god”, he chants, forcing himself back onto his elbow. His head, he keeps tangling low, eyes squeezed shut tightly. He arches his back and moves his ass back onto his own hand.

“Aa-a-ah”, he moans shakily, dropping his forehead against his own arm. His hand slips deeper, forcing the biggest part more and more into him. The stretch and pressure are almost unbearable and yet Jungkook wants more. He pushes his hips back and pushes against his hole simultaneously. One more time his hole struggles. One more time Jungkook feels like ripping apart. One more time and then he can feel the resistance snap again and his entire hand is finally inside. His rim is pressing down around his wrist, fluttering and convulsing involuntarily. 

Jungkook sobs in happiness, lips pulling back in a pleasure contorted smile. He can’t believe he is doing that. He is actually taking his own fist. This is all he ever wanted to achieve.

Jungkook begins moving, going slowly. Maybe even a little cautiously. He never did that before. What if he messes up? One movement in and Jungkook is very aware that he can’t mess up. Not in a million years. Oh that feels so good. He can’t have the fist as deep as he could have it when someone else gave it to him. The angle and the flexibility of his own wrist prevent him from slipping in deeper. Jungkook could take so much more. Maybe down half an arm. He is so horny and needy and turned on that he could most definitely take half an arm right now. Most definitely. Jungkook trembles in an involuntary convulse of his muscles as a reaction of his fist rubbing against his prostate.

“Oh god.”

This is so hot. He is taking his own fucking fist.

“Aha, ah, ah”, Jungkook moans freely, cock leaking on the floor and thighs trembling. He keeps his hand moving, forcing his hole to take the thickest part repeatedly. It feels like too much each and every time and Jungkook can’t get enough of it.

His ass feels so good around his hand. Warm, tight, soft and wet. It is seriously so tight. As if Jungkook isn’t regularly stretching himself. He wonders just how tight he would be if he wasn’t so trained in anal. He clenches around his fist for a glimpse of it, regretting it in an instant as this makes his prostate grind against his hand.

Jungkook almost drops on the floor. He seriously does. He catches himself at the last moment, using whatever strength he can muster to keep his thighs working hard. They are trembling like crazy, barely holding his weight.

Jungkook arches his back and fucks back against his hand, chasing the feeling of how it felt to have his fist against his prostate. He clenches around himself, even if that makes the pressure on his rim almost unbearable.

“Oh god, oh god please”, Jungkook sobs, scratching his nails down the wooden boards. He is pretty sure that he is leaving marks on them, but he can’t help himself. He has to claw at something to ease the pleasure.

Jungkook speeds up his fist, forcing his hole to make the sluttiest sounds as it gets fed fist over and over again. Jungkook almost goes insane at the sound. He thinks that the fisting feels even more intense when he can hear it.

Jungkook wails and tilts his head just to bite down on his own arm. His fangs are on full display so the bite goes so incredible deep. It should hurt like crazy, but Jungkook is so high on pleasure that he barely even feels it. He feels himself moan around his arm however, moaning again because that is all he wants to do.

He is fisting himself. Rough and fast. And it feels fucking glorious. Oh god it feels like heaven. Paradise. His nirvana. Which was quite ironic because his ears pick up shreds of the band’s melody currently playing. It motivates him to keep going. He tries to match his movements to the rhythm, only to fail miserably because it feels way too slow for him.

“Urgh”, he growls and speeds up again, “fuck, ah fuck. please don’t stop.”

He has no idea who he is talking to. It is not like he is going to stop. Maybe he is so into begging and whining for his pleasure that it has become a part of him. Maybe the begging in itself gets him off. Oh it must be this, Jungkook thinks as he convulses aggressively in a blissful reaction to squeaking out a beg.

“Please”, he continues begging, voice pitched and weak, “please, please, please.”

He thrusts his fist into himself harshly and deeply. He fucks back needily and quickly. He begs desperately and loudly. And he swears he could cry because of it.

Maybe he does. Maybe he cries. And maybe he bites down on his own arm again, senses going hazy at the taste of his own blood. He feels like such a fucking sinner, getting off on his own blood, but he can’t help it. He can’t help begging and moaning and fucking getting off on his own taste.

Jungkook sucks hungrily, covering his throat with the sweetness of his blood. It fills his veins with fiery electricity, crawling down his body until it reaches his middle.

“Ah!” Jungkook breaks away just to scream. His cock throbs uncontrollably, his ass is convulsing around his fist, “oh fuck, oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck”, Jungkook wails, knowing that it is too late.

He did too much. The blood was too much. Jungkook is falling and he can’t catch himself.

His body convulses and falls down. His weight squishes his cock, forcing it cum even harder than it initially wanted to cum. He is shaking and twitching, kicking the floor and trying his hardest to somehow fuck his hips back.

“Oh god please”, he sobs, voice contorted in his orgasm and face scrunched in pleasure.

Was this a planned orgasm? No. No it wasn’t. Does this still feel like his own personal heaven? Yes. Yes it does.

Jungkook thanks himself repeatedly, wiggling his fist because that is all he can truly do because of how tight is getting, “thank you, ah thank you. Thank you.”

This is the best thing ever.

When Jungkook comes down, he realises that he actually managed to kick a hole into the floor. He wiggles his foot out of it, growing completely limp again. He can barely even breathe, cheek lying in a puddle of his tears and blood-soaked drool. He doesn’t want to change its position. His ass is pulsating around his fist in the aftershocks of his high. It hurts a little now that all the sexual tension left his body. Jungkook tries to pull his fist free, whimpering painfully and squeezing his eyes shut. Come on, one more pull. He can do it even if he is sensitive. His fist leaves him with a wet, sticky sound, leaving his hole to gape around nothing. He exhales shakily, trying to clench it to get it to close up again. It works, but the phantom feeling of his fist still remains. Each time his skin pulsates, it feels as if his hand was still inside, turning Jungkook weak.

He wants to be held. Jungkook whimpers sadly, lower lip beginning to tremble. He really wants to be held right now.

He feels so weak and defeated and fragile. And all he needs is to be held. He rolls onto his side and pulls his legs to his chest. A small sob escapes him as he hugs his knees.

“Oh god”, he whimpers. He is coming down hard. This always happens. Why does he always come down so hard? His heart aches so much and he feels so disgusting and as if he did something wrong. Why does this always happen? Why does this always fucking happen?

Jungkook pulls himself up even if it is hard. He stumbles to the bathroom with his head barely being present. He washes himself in hopes that this would lessen the drop. His cock, his ass, his hands, even his face. Nothing really helps.

He wants to be held and it aches so much that he isn’t.

Jungkook rips the ropes from his legs, hoping that the release of pressure would help him calm down. It only makes it worse because now he feels naked and vulnerable.

He barely manages to put on his boxer shorts and manages even less to stumble out of his bedroom.

He wants to be held. He needs comfort. Jungkook needs to be held.

Jungkook arrives at his destination with his legs barely working and his heart feeling shattered. He knocks quietly, hoping that he will be heard.

“Come in”, the answer is instant, filling Jungkook with so much hope.

He opens the door and slips inside. 

Yoongi is sitting by his desk in candlelight, very clearly working on lyrics. The guitar is next to him, leaned against the table and waiting to be used again.

He has his gaze lifted from the notebook, waiting patiently for Jungkook to speak even if there is worry in his eyes.

“Hyung”, Jungkook whispers, shivering like crazy.

Yoongi lets his eyes run up and down Jungkook’s body. Oversized jumper, boxer shorts and thighs covered in rope marks. He looks up at Jungkook’s face and the aching yearning in his sad eyes. With one single intake of breath, he knows exactly what’s up. 

“Come here, kiddo”, he speaks softly, rolling his chair back and patting his lap. 

Jungkook hurries to him and lets himself fall on top of him, face hiding away in the crook of Yoongi’s neck and arms wrapping around him tightly. He feels safer instantly, body growing soft in comfort. Yoongi smells so good. Like hugs and love. 

Yoongi rolls back closer to the desk to continue working, keeping himself connected with Jungkook by running his left hand up and down his lower back. He decided to slip his hand under his hoodie for that and Jungkook is grateful that he did, because Yoongi’s unfiltered touch is healing him like nothing else.

“Did you have fun, mhm?” Yoongi asks him in a soft voice.

Jungkook nods his head.

“That’s good to hear”, Yoongi says, turning his head to kiss the shell of Jungkook’s ear, “my good boy.”

Jungkook swears he feels no ounce of shame, guilt or pain right now. Just peace and happiness.

Yoongi turns away afterwards, chin coming to rest on Jungkook’s shoulder and hand continuously rubbing his back. No further words are exchanged between the two vampires, but that wasn’t necessary. Yoongi understands without needing words and Jungkook feels understood without having to hear it. 

Jungkook listens with closed eyes. The pen Yoongi uses makes a soft scratching sound on his notebook, every now and then Yoongi mumbles unidentifiable words and sometimes a glass gets lifted and Jungkook can hear Yoongi swallow before the glass gets set down again. All of those sounds are relaxing him so much. It was the right decision to seek out Yoongi. Jungkook wouldn’t feel even remotely as safe and comforted and taken care of as he does right now, if he was still alone in his room.

Jungkook finally allows his body to grow limp in relaxation, sighing happily. He knows that it’s safe to fall asleep if he feels like it. Yoongi will carry him to bed and make sure he is tugged in, just as he will always make sure that he is safe. Jungkook smiles and then his senses blur as sleepiness overtakes him.

[multifandomenjoyerr]

Hello! I hope you’re doing alright if you could

Could you write agere headcanons for caregiver!Shadow the hedgehog x kid (5-8) regressor reader? Thanks!! :]

⌜🦔⌟ Caregiver!Shadow the hedgehog headcanons for anon! 🚀

🚀 ; hey anon! I hope you're doing well. I'm doing pretty good myself:} I had a lot of fun making this so I hope you enjoy!

⌜🦔 ⌟ ; Him finding out you regress was an accident. You happen to slip when you guys were talking with each other. He didn't really say anything about it until it was his turn to talk (he lets you talk first before he does lol)

⌜🦔² ⌟ ; no matter how much you tried to deny him he couldn't really be fooled easily or shrug things off. He cares alot about you so sometimes your business can be his as well. When you did tell him he was mostly just confused. He wasn't knowledged about age regression so it was mostly just confusion on his part. (He supported you though, he just didn't know how to express it)

⌜🦔³ ⌟ ; When you first regressed around him he immediately felt his parental instincts kick in. He is familiar with this as he is familiar being the oldest within his friend group. He is also like an older brother to his friends so him knowing how to take care of kids was always just there

⌜☀️ ⌟ ; he loves to baby and spoil you when you guys are alone. No matter how old you are at the time being he will always try and baby you

⌜☀️ ⌟ ; he tried to cut back the babying if you end up being uncomfortable with it. He takes mental notes with your boundaries and what you're comfortable with

⌜✨ ⌟ ; though that doesn't stop him from trying to spoil you. He might've gotten you like 7 stuffed animals within a day just to see a smile on your face (wholesome tbh)

⌜💤 ⌟ ; at first he didn't fall through with petnames since it confused him since he rarely got called it + not hearing anyone say it in general. but eventually he did get better at it and now he calls you most petnames:∆

⌜💤² ⌟ ; bud/buddy/kit/kid/kiddo/little one (most common ones)

⌜🧸 ⌟ ; “hey kiddo, can you hold up your fingers how old you are right now? Mhm?... 7 years old? Good job!”

⌜⭐ ⌟ ; He makes the BEST pillow forts. He also enjoys making them with you and watch movie nights in them. Don't tell Rouge but he thinks he makes the better pillow forts—

⌜🩹 ⌟ ; he doesn't really trust anyone to babysit you. He is always up to debate about it. He only ever trusts Rouge to babysit you but mostly of the time he insists on taking you with him if he's busy

⌜🌙 ⌟ ; He is a calm and collected caregiver. He is also strict but it was mostly for your own safety. You have a bedtime schedule and if you take medication he helps you take them in fun ways (like putting them in your drinks or reassure you before taking it)

⌜💟 ⌟ ; he loves to take a you places. To parks, arcades to Disneyland and zoos. Literally just ask and he'll take you there. He also loves to surprise you with food from your favorite restaurant (if any)

🚀 : I'm sorry that there isn't as many hcs as my other ones, I had a lot on here before but lost all my progress so I had to start over (I generally forgot what I put before) :'] but I hope you still enjoy Jsjsj

[supernova25]

Albedo as your seatmate

cw: not proof read, i was supposed to but i had like a tiny headache (excuses to not proof read<3)

a/n: I had like a terrible headache and I was supposed to make a how it would be like being seatmates with Albedo yesterday but I felt like my head split open yesterday so I didn’t get to make it</3

check out my masterlist!

I love this man so much omg

If you forgot something and he has it he’ll let you borrow it

“Hm? A pen? What color do you need?” “Oh, you forgot your textbook? Here we can share” “Need a ruler? I have one” 

Honestly, I’d forget my textbook just to read with him

Whispers the answer to you if you don’t know it

“[Name], what’s the value of x?” You stood up anxiously, “25” Albedo whispers to you while writing. “Uhm, 25” the teacher nodded “Correct” You sit back down and look at the blonde. “Thank you” you whisper, he looks at you and smiles, “Anytime”

JSJSJS I LOVE HIM SM

He’s the student that can keep up with the teacher when making notes but has amazing handwriting

(If his handwriting was a font id get mad if Tumblr didn’t have it)

He lets you look at his notes when the teacher is writing and erasing them within a blink of an eye

When you’re absent because you were sick he lets you borrow his notes

If you didn’t do your homework he gives you hints but not the answer

“Albedo I didn’t do the homework pleasee give me a hint,” you say, desperate to finish it before the next period “What number?” He asked “... All of them…” He didn’t question it and just pulled out his notebook and gave you hints for all the questions

His hints are so helpful

Sometimes they aren't even hints

Like his hints when it’s math could just be like ‘the value of x is 25-10’ 

It’s so obvious but at the same time it isn’t cheating, right?

I mean he’s just giving you hints

Draws whenever it’s break time<33

If you asked for a drawing he would give it to you

[hearts4yawnzzn]

Hiii, I'm here to make a request jsjsjs

So a comfort scenario with Taehyun x fem or gn!reader with prompts 2 & 37

Idk any scenario but reader comforting Taehyun when he's burned out or sad about something.

Tysm ❤️❤️❤️

Yess of course!!

I honestly gelt a litte bad while writing this idk why LMAO but I hope it satisfies you!! 🩵🩵

Also this is the first ever x y/n that I have ever written so I apologize if it sounds rushed or all over the place 😭🙏🏻

edit: i was aiming for gn!reader 😭 but i got confused while writing this so apologies 🙏🏻 i will definitely practice writing gn! imagines off tumblr so it will be perfect the next time I post something similar!!

Violets are Blue // Kang Taehyun

Idol: TXT — Kang Taehyun

Prompt(s): 2 & 37

- “Please don’t cry. I can’t stand seeing you cry.”

- “You look like you need a hug.”

Genre: Fluff, comfort, a little bit of crying

Pairing: Kang Taehyun x Fem!Reader

Plot: Taehyun comes back home quietly, giving you short answers as he refuses to look you in the eye, you realised that something was wrong and you immediately approached him to comfort him.

Word count: 0.9K smthn

It was pretty rare to see Taehyun this quiet, ever since he got back from work. He would always greet you with a big smile on his face and immediately starts sharing what happened to him during work.

But today was different, he had walked in with a dull expression on his face, giving you a small greeting as he puts his bag down and takes off his shoes, you were immediately puzzled, following him as he stepped inside the kitchen.

You crossed your arms, eyes watching him with curiosity. “Tae? How was work?” he raises his head a little as he finally hears your voice, sighing deeply, Taehyun opens the fridge and starts looking for a can of soda.

“It was fine, like usual.” you didn't understand him, there was no ‘usual’. He would always tell you a different story every single day, somehow managing to involve Beomgyu in every single one of them.

Silent steps approached him as you bent down and grabbed the soda can that was sitting right in front of him, he turned around, his attention on you but his head hung low.

With your eyebrows furrowed, staring at him with sad eyes as you tried to get a look at his face, but he just wouldn't let you.

“Babe, what happened? Can you look at me please?” your hands slowly moved and reached up to cup his cheeks, tilting his head upwards so you can lock eyes.

But you didn’t expect it, “Tae?” his eyes were red and puffy, and his nose was a little bit red as well. He was crying.

You've been dating Taehyun for about a year now, sure he gets sad and pouty sometimes but you've rarely seen him cry. And when he does you know it's something serious. “You look like you need a hug, baby, yeah?”

Taehyun silently nods and snakes his arms around your waist, pulling you into a tight hug as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, eyes closed as his breaths slowly start to become uneven.

Without waiting any time you hugged him back just as tightly, softly rubbing his back as you tried to soothe him down. He didn't want to look at you, he felt embarrassed, crying over something that might not even be of great significance.

The feeling of his crying figure held by your own was killing you, it pains you to see him like this, silently crying and gripping onto your (his) shirt.

Your hugs were always a comfort place for him, whether he was happy, sad, or afraid. They made him feel safe.

Feeling your own eyes water, you carefully wiped away your tears as you tried to control your breaths.

Seeing your boyfriend vulnerable and crying makes you cry as well.

He lifts his head, cheeks still damp with salty tears as his eyes lock with yours as if his eyes couldn't get any softer, you instinctively wipe any tears that still threatened to fall.

“Sweetheart...” Taehyun’s deep voice caught your attention, clearing his throat, he proceeds to stare at you with pain-stricken eyes while managing a small smile on his face.

“Please don’t cry... I can’t stand seeing you cry...” you feel the palms of his hands gently rest on your cheeks, his thumbs brushing over your cheekbones.

It was his turn to wipe your tears away, you couldn’t help but give him a small, sad smile. “Why—” small hiccup, “were you crying before you came home?”

The both of you have calmed down now, while you were worried about him, Taehyun was busy getting lost in your eyes, it might sound cheesy to some people but it was true.

“Baby, did you know that you look very cute right now?” you stare at him dumbfounded, he was trying to joke around to lift your mood, and it was working.

Small giggles left your lips, “I was the one who was supposed to make you feel better, ya know.” his smile eventually grew wider, “Come here.” sniffing his nose before pulling you back in for a second hug.

Your arms wrap around his neck, hugging him closely. “Are you gonna tell me which person from the company made my boyfriend cry?” it was his turn to let out a chuckle, slowly shaking his head as he then pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“You don't need to worry about that, trust me everything has been solved.” he softly spoke as he held you, you then nod, snuggling into his chest as he pats your head. “Let's not stay in the kitchen sweetheart, I know we're both tired from standing.”

Both of you slowly detach from each other, Taehyun’s hand found yours as he slowly intertwines your fingers, dragging you to the couch that was placed in the middle of the small apartment. “Movie?”

His suggestion results in a big smile forming on your face as you nod, letting go of his hand as you hurriedly grabbed a blanket from your room.

As you walked back to your boyfriend, you have already found him, the couch spread out into bed mode as he laid down with the TV and Netflix open.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore, I want you to think about anything else, focus on the movie, and enjoy your time with me.” your big, bright smile never left.

With the blanket covering you both, you snuggled into your boyfriend ‘s side as he places an arm around you.

How can he focus on the movie when you're right beside him?

[loserdiaz]

I’m not sure how many I’m allowed to inquire about but the ones that immediately had my interest going 👀👀👀 were serial killer buck police Eddie, secret relationship prompt, marriage of convenience, vampire buck nurse Eddie, and Gilmore girls au.

jsjsjs ok so

serial killer buck police eddie

i haven't written much of it, just an idea i have that im !!! when maddie leaves that letter for buck saying she can't go with him, buck instead of leaving town goes to maddie and doug's house. doug's screamimg at her about money and about how she gave the jeep to buck and he sees him hit his sister. they have a fight and he accidentally ends up killing doug (but it kinda felt good?? it felt like he was good and protected his sister and it gave him this weird adrenaline rush)

so like after he finishes the academy and is a firefighter, everytime he sees a possible abusive situation on a call or something, buck acts and kills the abusers.

eddie is a freshly new detective assigned the case of these sudden deaths and then someone sets him up on a date with buck... things go down from there.

secret relationship prompt

the buckleys have a beach house or a lake house. buck thinks it would be nice to take eddie out there as a getaway weekend romantic plan. the 118 crashes his idea and invite themselves. it goes... badly.

marriage of convenience

"They say I probably won't be able to keep her, Eddie." Buck whispers, eyes wide and afraid and glistening with unshed tears. "That I don't have the stability the baby needs, that I'm a single guy with a dangerous job—"

"I'll marry you." Eddie blurts out before he can stop himself.

vampire buck nurse eddie

one day eddie finds buck stealing blood bags and he decides you know what? i'll help the asshole with fangs to survive.

gilmore girls au (i wrote this two years ago so it might be slightly ooc bc i was just starting on the fandom)

“How many cups have you had this morning?” a deep voice that Eddie would recognize from miles away called from behind him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He said. You know, like a liar.

And Buck knew that, appearing beside him and throwing him an unimpressed look, crossing his arms against his chest and making his arm muscles stand out in that tight black t-shirt he was wearing.

"Okay, five. But it's been a really rough morning… plus, your coffee is better. And Christopher is dying for one of your famous cupcakes." He relented and he could see a small exasperated smile playing off Buck's lips.

"You have a serious problem, Diaz. You know that, right?" Buck rolled his eyes, grabbing the smaller mug from him and snatching a cupcake from the display, throwing him an amused smile before walking towards Christopher. Eddie followed him with a big smile on his face, feeling lucky that he got to call this his life

"Ah but you love me so much, Buckley. Or you wouldn't feed into my caffeine addiction." He teased his best friend, sitting in front of Christopher while Buck kneeled down to talk to his kid.

[mad-hunts]

i find it equal parts sad as well as kind of funny in a bad way that barton will literally make friends with quote unquote ' ordinary people ' who even show even an iota of interest in him and this is mostly because he is just so lonely all the time. but whenever they do, these poor people have no freaking idea what they're getting into whenever you become friends with barton because his kind of friendship is DEFINITELY not the typical kind... like, especially if he views you as one of his super close friends. because suddenly you will be barraged with calls at three am where barton will either be downright ugly crying into the phone over a absolutely horrific nightmare he had or he'll be like: ' hey, i need you to come over RIGHT NOW and not ask any questions ' and thinking that it's probably an emergency, his friend will probably go to his house in a panic, only to discover that no. barton is, in fact, NOT in an emergency and he actually seems surprised that they came. and he then proceeds to tell them that he asked them to come over because he just wanted to see them so bad that he felt like he was ' dying ' 💀

like are you being for real right now?? this man really doesn't have the best reputation when it comes to these things, after all, and he's just highkey such a pest in general istg. and i haven't even talked about the fact that barton purposefully embarrasses people he likes but not in a particularly malicious way. it's just in a VERY mortifying way like reaching his hand out to take theirs, then swinging it back and fourth whenever they are in like... a damn grocery store in public together and proclaiming to someone that passes by them ' hey, so this is my friend. aren't they like the coolest? i bet you're so jealous right now that they're my friend and not yours OOHHH, ' like... he is just setting them up to be stared at by people. it's so devious.

there is also the fact that barton will literally NOT allow them to fight their own battles sometimes because he will cut in if he sees someone is bothering them / threatening them and be like, ' hey friend, who's this prick? do you need me to deck them in the face? ' and he does it in such a way that you cannot even tell whether he's joking or not. like, he's certainly got some issues that he needs to work out, but he's also kind of hilarious sometimes? JSJSJ and he is strangely up to defending his friends from people which i suppose is... sort of funky fresh of him... despite him committing countless atrocities on the daily?? 🫠 idk, but the point i'm trying to make is, barton is highkey a menace even around these ' normal friends ' that he has a tendency of making and he shows his love for them in a very... unusual way, to say the least LOL. sooo yeah be prepared to feel like you're on a rollercoaster with him

[jingerhead]

Hi hi hi!! Congrats on 900 💕 Uhh tell me something about… your mermaid au? I’m nuts over it so 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Oh lovely thank you so so much I adore you! Oh I miss mermay so much, I'm just so busy with everything else going on in my life that I think it'll be an end of the summer work I post jsjsjs.

I recently had this huge idea for it actually! I'm not going to spoil it too much because I want it to be a bit of a surprise hehe but it has something to do with Andrew's backstory. As a quick refresher, Andrew is a mer and Neil is half-mer, which means that he can turn from a human to a mer depending on whether he's submerged in water or not. But because he's lived on his father's ship his whole life, Neil has never turned, so when he finally does it isn't an easy change. But Andrew can relate to Neil more than Neil realizes at first, and as they cross the ocean together to get to the reefs, those truths start to be revealed.

Since that was such a short thing, here's a little snidbit to make up for it! Thanks so much for the question, lovely!

Ask me about wips, send me a prompt, literally anything :)

Neil huffed again, without choking on water this time. He took the piece from Andrew’s hand, but to stall longer he asked, “What’s going to happen now?”

“We’re taking you to the reefs,” Aaron spoke up, pushing off the guyot to swim towards the surface.

“The reefs?”

Andrew nodded. “You’re a reef mer. You’ll have a hard time surviving in the open ocean.”

“Oh.” Neil glanced at his tail, at how it seemed to pop against the dark rock they were sitting on, and supposed Andrew was right. He stuck out like a sore thumb right now. “My mother was from the reefs,” he remarked.

Nicky laughed. “Makes sense,” he said, starting to swim towards the surface as well. “We’ll scout for ships,” he called back, gone a moment later.

Once they were alone again, Neil finally popped the piece of fish Andrew had given him into his mouth. He was going to try to swallow it immediately, but he had to breathe for a second so as to avoid swallowing seawater as well, and was surprised to find that it wasn’t nearly as bad as he’d thought it was going to be. Not pleasant but not disgusting. Andrew seemed to see it on his face judging from the satisfied look in his eyes, and he ripped off another piece for Neil to eat.

“What did you tell them?” Neil asked.

“Not about you changing,” Andrew replied. “They think you were also a captured mer on the ship with me. They didn’t see anything when you hit the water.”

There was no reason for Andrew to lie, so Neil nodded, accepting more of the fish given to him. “I’m not built for the open ocean,” he repeated, “but you three are.”

Andrew nodded. “We dive deeper than this, to where the sunlight can’t reach, but we can come closer to the surface as well. There are mers that can go even deeper than us.”

“And I can’t.”

“You can’t withstand it. The pressure will kill you.”

“Oh,” Neil mumbled, glancing towards the edge of the guyot. He could see the dark expanse of the ocean, where the seafloor wasn’t even visible from where they were. Could Andrew’s pod dive that deep? Would he put them in danger if they weren’t down there?

“Stop thinking,” Andrew said, handing over the last few pieces of fish. The bones were tossed away, and he got up, swimming around the guyot as though patrolling it. Neil stayed in place, not sure if he wanted to try moving when he didn’t even know how to swim just yet. He could move his tail, sure, but he wasn’t stupid enough to assume that he’d be able to keep himself from getting sucked away by the current.

Once he was finished eating, Nicky and Aaron swam back. “All clear,” Nicky said. “So. How are we doing this?”

“Where’s the nearest reef?” Aaron asked.

“I don’t know.” Nicky shrugged, glancing at the other two, but they seemed lost for an answer as well. They all turned to Neil, who felt oddly exposed and put on the spot.

“So?” Aaron pushed.

Neil swallowed and tried to think. He’s been to shores many times, walked on land before, and by now knew these waters like the back of his hand. The only problem was, right now he had no idea where in the ocean they were other than they had to be near the Moriyama kingdom. The three couldn’t have taken him far from the wreckage, and the thing Neil cared about the most was getting away from there.

“Where did the ship sink?” he asked. Andrew pointed towards their left, which was enough for Neil. “That way, then,” he said, pointing to the right.

“All right!” Nicky cheered, turning to speed away. Aaron kept looking at Neil untrustfully, or as though his eyes were permanently narrowed, but he finally got moving as well. That was when Andrew swam forward, holding out his hands.

“What?” Neil asked.

“You’ll have to move,” Andrew pointed out.

Neil clenched his jaw, then nodded and reached to hold onto Andrew’s hands, careful of his nails. The other pulled him along quickly, away from the stability the guyot offered, and pulled Neil closer towards the surface, until there was enough light in the water that it was much easier to see. When Neil looked up, it was almost like he could see where the water ended, and when he looked forward he could clearly see Aaron and Nicky’s forms in the water, not far ahead. It was there that Andrew let go, letting Neil drift in the water as he struggled to balance, suddenly unsure of what to do.

It was honestly embarrassing at how poor a job he was doing. “What’re you doing?” he asked Andrew, who was floating easily just ahead.

“Swim, Neil,” he seemed to encourage.

“Swim,” Neil repeated, glancing back at his tail. He gave a hesitant kick, throwing himself off balance immediately, tipping forward in the water. He managed to correct himself, but it was becoming more apparent by the second how out of his depth Neil was. He’d never swam before in his life, not with two legs let alone a tail, and now he’d have to swim across the ocean to get to shore?

Shit.

Maybe it wouldn’t be much different than using his legs.

[blackbat05]

Jsjsjs wtf did I just see the org recycling the job post and this time they adjusted the pay range wtf.

It means they probably accepted someone which is also very frustrating.

Ugh I mean I would have to consider other options outside of SW which isn’t an issue but the issue is that I much prefer a ft job compared to contract but from what I heard it’s kind of the norm these days :’)

Really felt that I was crucified trying to protect my mental health instead months ago because look where I am now.

But I try to tell myself that even my direct colleague whom I was supposed to work with didn’t even acknowledged that I was leaving on the LAST day so yeah I tell myself that I make the right decision solely based on that.

[chuluoyi]

Pity 60?! ALMOST THERE! You can do it! 🥳 2 ?! Goodness how even 😭😭 The lowest I got was 6... Not any better but 2 is so close to being flat broke...

Yeahhh her dad is such an ass Maxi is the sweetest! And she's got a super hot husband now so I guess she DID benefit from being married off 😚 Oh I've read that too! Edna is such a girlboss I love her! It's different from the normal damsel in distress kind of Female lead, and it's really refreshing. What else have you read?

I hope so! But I'm still 18 and I wanna enjoy being single hahaha! I've seen my friends cry and weep over guys and I feel like I want to stay unburdened by the weight of a relationship till I'm like 19-20-ish? Thanks Chu! haha it's getting super rainy where I'm from... It's so cold istg...

Ahaha! I'm not THAT young. But I do agree that my watchlist is soul-sucking dhdhdh. Though, there's something about sad animes, don't you think?

HAHAHA you're young too! And you finished Naruto during your summer break?! Omg just how much did you watch per day you're amazing.

Right?! We deserve to know, Gege! Have mercy please was killing off our 3 JJK daddies not enough-

Hmm I honestly preferred the old art, even if the animation wasn't on par with Mappa's. I did pick it up after awhile, but Instagram spoiled me so I lost motivation after 2-3 episodes of season 4... I should really delete all social media accounts before watching a new anime...

Oh no is he okay HAHAHA was the ending that sad I'm slightly tempted to binge the rest of AOT after my exams are over hmm... How could he?!?! Gojo dying is one of the few anime deaths that shook the world 😭😭Or is he just jealous 🤭

Omg a fellow monkey! Sugu's monkey cult is expanding- Ngl I would gladly be a monkey if it means I can get slightly closer to Suguru-

Also I've received your TOT req!! The bakerlon card is legit so cute ahhh 😫😫

-🪩

i… gave up🥲 seems like there’s no hope for me 😩 i’ll wait until next year then and save the s chips i get from the monthly pass for the upcoming events🤧

HAHAHAH the benefit is right there!!🤭 i love maxi’s progress though and YES I LOVE EDNA SO MUCH omg she’s so badass, takes care of her own shits and the plot twist is soooo omg i finished that manhwa on one night and was left sooo full😩 it was one of the best manhwas for me

hmm i think i’ve read quite many arranged marriage stories but suddenly i can’t think of any of them🥲 but another great manhwa i read is unholy blood! i love hayan sm she’s also badass and her romance with euntae drives me almost insane bcs of the slow burn🤧 but it’s so so great by the ending i was sad to let it go. have you read it?? and do you have any other recs?

so true! i honestly don’t think there’s any benefit for us to force ourselves to have a boyfriend/girlfriend that early (especially if they say it’s for the status—a classmate of mine once told me that she was dating this guy just to know how being in a relationship was like💀 she’s messed up) because in the end, we are looking for the real thing. the real thing doesn’t come easily, it takes time. fyi my current boyfriend is my first bf, we started dating just last year, which means i have my first bf at 23🥹 and i’m so glad i heed my mom then, that it’s no use to have boyfriends when you were still in high school or college as chances are they are still immature themselves.

but if you do find someone who is good in school, then it’s okay to try! just don’t be discouraged if you don’t because nah we need the true ones😉

(aw sorry to come off as lecturing i can’t stop myself but my mom’s advice is what saves me🥹 and i really do think it’s so good)

me too!! it’s rainy and cold nowadays *sigh* but at least it’s not as hot?🥹

THERES 🗣️ SOMETHING 🗣️ ABOUT 🗣️ ANGST 🗣️ that made me feel like i want to jump out of the window yet satisfied my inner soul at the same time🤧🤧🤧

HAHAHA i felt old bcs now i’m paying for my own bills and impulse buying😭 JSJSJS nono i watched naruto from eps 300 onwards actually🥹 still, that’s quite a lot 😭 but yeah, i could watch at least 5-10 eps per day back then 🥲

PFFT DADDIES so true 😔😔 *sigh* my life has never been the same ever since that gojo sukuna fight. i started looking for spoilers (i didn’t follow the manga before), installed twitter and reading theories. my heart used to be thumping so hard each time i went over the spoilers you know? like i know gojo was going to lose somehow but i hope so much he didn’t and then when chapter 235 dropped and gege took a break i was like “!!!!” only to 236 to reverse it in the most brutal way💀

ahh i see… i’m starting to think that aot is for boys😭 like most of my guy friends are like “this is the best anime of my life” while my girl friends are just bamboozled with everything🥹

he’s mourning and coping the way we do for our jjk daddies🤭🤭 save to say that karma gets him bcs he doesn’t follow the manga HAHAHA maybe both i don’t know but he gets 🙄🙄 when i swoon over gojo ahahhaha

oh? good luck on your exam disco anon!! i know you’ll do well!!🫶🏻

HAHAHAHAH OMG that’s the term he used too!!🤣 like he’s okay being suguru’s monkey just because🥹

waah! that’s good then!! the card is so CHIC but i haven’t gotten the chance to read it yet along with the side story card🥲🥲🥲 i will after this weekend i think bcs work has been so tiring *sigh*

[duckyface27]

it's weird how I've dedicated this entire week to rewatching She-Ra and getting into the right emotional state for it… and yet, there's no void.

And there's usually a void. When I've rewatched the darkest episodes of Clone Wars, I've felt the pain and the powerlessness and emptiness… The improvs that come out of it are not the same old flat-key mix of lmao-there's-no-way-I'm-puttin'-this-in-words-so-here-goes-music dark and hopeful and painful classic Maggie thang. Instead, it's transforming me away from the bland, I-pretty-much-only-do-school-stuff-and-like-2-other-things character that I've been for the past SEVERAL months; away from that person who just doesn't feel really anything when friends or when people.

Well, now I'm feeling something real when friends or when people. Northern just replied to my barrage of memes, and I genuinely had the interest of asking fleer how fleem's feeling, and I did ask fleer!!! (bueno, creo que le pregunté que how're you doing, pero you know.) And I'm talking to Monthz! And I didn't feel cold and dry towards Krutesh! You seee????????

It's warm. It's "Baby, God Bless You"—not in D-flat major. In D major. It's all real. I want to be so much more than a boring stickfigure that sits in a desk most of the day doing school stuff and then going to the piano and then to do shit. Yes, I do that, and I like doing most of that. But remember what Floris said!!! In the last class of the semester, midiears; he didn't say it for nothing. (Well, I mean, sure, that doesn't mean I stop doing the WeBWorKs and Mastering Physics jsjsjs, but you know.) Look at your friends who went out and marched for their rights. Look at yourself; ask yourself the big questions that Uncle Iroh asked Zuko! Look at Entrapta—how she is unshakably enthusiastic about The Universe ™ no matter the obstacles or the danger!!!

Entrapta is really the one that brought out the most of this in me, just now. I have @bannedd567 to thank for that, for her incredible fic "Soldier, Take Your Time", which is undoubtedly the best fic I have ever read!!! (And that's even though I've only ever read, like, four jsjsjsjs, and I haven't even finished it yet xd.) So thank you so much, to personages fantastical and earthly.

So I'm gonna go ahead and a) finish what I started this week and b) … be there for friends. Always. It is the meaning of my life; the past few months of my life will not make me forget this, because I won't let it.

[sparetimeimagines]

JSJSJS THIS CAME RANDOMLY IN MY HEAD BUT KNIGHT! OSAMU MIYA FCKING PRINCESS! READER SOME OTHER INFORMATION BUT THEY'RE DATING SECRETLY TAKE YOUR TIME JN MAKING THIS JDJDJS

A/N: ok ok, work with me. I changed it from Knight!Osamu to Prince!Osamu for good reasons. I do plan on doing a Knight!Osamu because I love the protection trope. However… I was working on this and the idea of the fic polluted my brain. This fic will have multiple parts.

Worthy | Miya Osamu x Y/n X Miya Atsumu

Tags; Prince!Osamu, Prince!Atsumu, Royal!Au, Family Affairs, Smut, Blowie, Y/n being greedy 🥰

Two | Masterlist

Dark corners of the castle were your favorite hiding place. Heart beating rapidly in your chest, echoing to your ears canceling out all extra noises. Deaf to the excess, you’re distracted by the pair of hands grasping your hips.

“Where’s your pretty gown?” A crisp voice whispers into your neck littering kisses along your skin until finally he meets your lips.

“Where’s your suit of armor?” You tease pinning him against the wall.

His touch. His smell. It’s everything.

“Where is your prince?

“Who?”

Your fingers trace the cool button of his pants, unfastening him at such pace, eager to feel his skin on your skin.

You drop to your knees, his warm cock instantly hard in your hands.

“That’s not very ladylike.” He chuckles rolling his head back against the cold walls of the palace.

“Shut the fuck up, Osamu.” You giggle rolling your eyes, tasting the salty bead of precum begging him for more pleasure.

“Mmh fuck. I’ve missed you.” You slurp, eyeing him through your lashes.

Your lips trail lower to his balls, taking each in your mouth with the loudest of moans before switching to the other.

“You’re so perfect.”

“You just like me because I have your balls in my mouth.” You tease rolling your eyes. Slippery wet, you return to his head feeling his fingers tangle in your hair. He combs the strays, patting each piece into place.

You look up to him from your position, knees spread, his cock in your right hand and the perfect, innocent, genuine smile that drives him wild plastered on your lips.

You truly loved him. Your twin flame.

Osamu reaches for you and pulls you into his arms; he kissing your lips like it was the first time he’s felt passion. His hold is gentle, soft enough for you to slip away if you wanted to.

The way he slips his tongue into your mouth, the soft moan he delivers as he feels this intimate moment with much intention. Your heart races, the adrenaline manipulating your thoughts.

“Let’s run away together. We can find a small town. I can get a job and we can have a normal life.” You break in one gasp and he sighs.

“Babe.”

“Shh, listen to me. We can get married and I can have your babies. Please Osamu. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”

He tucks himself away and rubs his temples.

“You’re not my betrothed.”

“So? That doesn’t matter Osamu. We’re in love. It shouldn’t matter. I’m supposed to be with you. We’re supposed to be together.”

“That’s not going to happen.”

You break from him like your heart is ripped from the other side.

“Why not? Why not Osamu?”

“You’re set to rule. You will be queen and my brother will take your hand. Not me.”

“I don’t love him. I love you, Osamu.”

Tears weld in your eyes and he refuses to make eye contact.

“He is first born. They chose you. You will be with him. You marry him and rule and I will be seen not heard.”

“Osamu.”

“No. That is that.”

You push off from him and he slides away from you.

“I must go. We cannot risk being caught together.” He kisses your forehead before you could say another word, passing you into the darkness.

It was an all or nothing relationship.

Alone in the castle, you wondered each hall until you meet Atsumu in your shared room.

“You love him, don’t you?”

The look of hurt in his eyes. His cold face was enough to freeze hell.

“What are you talking about?”

“I saw you. The way you look at him… it’s obvious.”

“Atsumu I-”

Atsumu sighs and steps closer to you, hands cupping both your cheeks.

“Y/n. I don’t want you to be unhappy. I know the circumstances of my brother. I understand you’ll never love me the way you love him. And that’s why I want you to be with him.”

“With Osamu?”

He nods not looking you in the face.

“You will never love me the way you love him.”

Atsumu leaves and returns moments later pulling Osamu by his arm, shoving him at you.

“I know.” He looks at Osamu. “I’m willing to make a compromise.”

Next time:

“In public you will be mine.” His face is solemn. “In private, his. I don’t care. But you will not embarrass me. I am ruler of this country. I will not have your petty affair disgrace me.”

[kaiofhobbiton]

Hi! Here’s my first story that I’ve also posted on Wattpad, I’m ROSE_KING978 if you wanna follow! no pressure tho :)

Prompt by: K-KEIJI-KUN on Wattpad

Prompt: "Don't make this harder than it already is"

Genre: xreader, breakup, major character death, angst

Pronouns: they/them

A/n: jsjsjs this is my first time doing angst so sorry it may not be that good, hope you like it! Sorry if I didn't interpret it right— I also made Hange's pronouns they/them so sorry if it's confusing.

Y/n was truly in love with the scientist known as Hange Zoe. They were in love with the fire in their eyes as they explained their research in great detail and fascination. They were in love with the way they exceeded every expectation. And they were in love with the way they had, somehow, found a way to love someone like y/n even when every part of both of their lives demanded every second of their attention. Y/n was still in love with them. And maybe Hange was too, but we all have priorities.

Hange lingered in the doorway a moment longer, staring into eyes that once met their gaze with a smile, now downcast at the words that had left their mouth. There shouldn't have been anything left to say. They should have turned to return to their mountains of issues to attend to, leaving their ex-lover in the dust to continue whatever may have remained of their infinitely busy lives. But that look on y/n's face was one of some mixture of anguish and self-hatred, grounding Hange's feet where they stood. Y/n opened their mouth only to close it again, like a fish gasping for air.

"Don't make this harder than it already is."

It took Hange a moment to process the words that had left their own mouth. The words that tore y/n's eyes from the ground up to meet theirs. The words that caused them to grip the door knob, stand just a bit straighter, and slam the door in Hange's face. The words that had felt the final blow.

Their response wasn't unjustified, Hange never meant to toy with their emotions and prolong the conversation. Now there was really nothing left to do but leave. Regret encased their heart as they left, but like so many times before, they were able to brush it off as easily as dust.

Only a few days later, the scouts set out on an expedition to seal wall Maria. Of the many that were sent off, only 9 scouts returned alive. Those lost include Commander Erwin, the recruits minus Floch, and captain y/n.

[ultralovedeluxe]

Would you be down for writing some Narancia and Trish fluffy, shippy cuteness? I need more of it in my life.

Yes of course! For some reason I always felt like their relationship is underrated in the fandom, they def need more recognition! Usually I don’t write for ships, but I’ll make this one an exception! Btw I wrote this on my phone so formatting is weird. Also ending is rushed cause I can't write on my phone jsjsj.

Trish and Narancia ship headcanons! + small scenarios

Warnings: au where everyone lives, fluff

Well for one these two are adorable in their own right, but who would’ve thought they had been a perfect match? After all they’re like polar opposites!

Regardless, maybe it’s because of those differences that help them bring out the best in each other.

Their first meeting isn’t exactly..sweet. I mean Narancia attacked her and she only defended herself in response.

So yeah..not a good first impression.

But I like to think that Bruno probably made Narancia apologize somewhere down the line.

From then on they are almost never seen without being together!

It mostly starts out with Narancia asking feminine hygiene questions (let’s face it, boys will be boys), or just bombarding Trish with random questions.

Trish isn’t quite the fan of these questions, and grows a bit annoyed with them.

At first at least-

Soon she begins responding to Narancia’s questions, and it really brings them closer.

Sometimes the questions are bit silly, but soon Trish gets used to it, and actually finds some humor in Narancia’s antics.

“So basically what you’re saying is, I need to start using face masks?” Narancia asks holding one of Trish’s magazines up in the air, as if it was some ancient artifact he’d never seen before.

Trish rolls her eyes before smiling, “Well of course if you don’t want to look old and ugly by the time you’re thirty. You’d definitely need it since guys age so weird..”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

They bring out the best out of each other for sure.

Due to their drastic differences personality wise, they both get to learn about things they didn’t know before.

Narancia is a walking talking ball of energy. While Trish is more reserved and quiet.

But with time, their conversations start to get personal.

Narancia talks about his time in his past. How his mother passed away at a young age, how his father neglected him, to being betrayed by people whom he considered friends.

From there, Trish begins to trust Narancia a little more and confides in him.

She talks about her mother and how she passed away as well, and her non existent relationship with her father.

Narancia is always willing to listen, and notices they share more similarities than he first thought.

This makes Trish connect with Narancia a little more.

Trish teaches Narancia her own personal sense of style and taste in music, and while Narancia isn’t a big fan of; he’s ready to listen to her and ask her questions.

With Narancia’s bright attitude, it helps Trish open up more to him and the rest of the gang, who she starts to view as family.

During the constant fighting against Diavolo and his protection team, their conversations also get serious.

Both Trish and Narancia share their dreams of what to do when the battle is over.

“Hey Trish-“

Trish looks up to the raven haired male and hums in response. Narancia scoots closer to her and sighs, “When we finally defeat the boss..what are you going to do?” He asks fiddling with his fingers.

Trish shakes her head, “I don’t know if we’ll make it..but if we do I want to..no never mind it’s too silly” she says shaking her head once more before sighing. Out of curiosity, Narancia holds her arm, “No now that you meantion it it can’t be silly! I mean you’re one of the coolest girls I know..”

“What was that?” Trish asks teasingly. Narancia blushes and blurts out, “Nothing! You still have to tell me though!” He says punching her arm lightly. She sighs and gives him a small smile, “Well I want to pursue a career in music. I want to become a singer. What about you?” She asks.

Narancia just stares at her in awe before snapping back to reality, “Huh? That’s not silly at all! That’s great! And me? Well I was thinking of reconnecting with Fugo again..and I want to go back to school!” He tells her enthusiastically. He leans back and looks at her, “Wow..a singer huh. I would go to all your concerts!” He exclaims.

Trish laughs at the statement before smiling back at him, “Stop..you’re too much sometimes..”

After the events of Vento Aureo, the whole gang is in a bad state of mind, but relieved that the mission is over.

I feel like Trish would be the first one to notice her own crush on Narancia, but she'd be very shy about it.

Even though she learned to open up (thanks to Mista and Narancia), she doesn't know how to deal with a crush.

But just because she's silent about her feelings, doesn't mean she doesn't show small actions to show her affections.

Small things like styling Narancia's hair, or holding him close while they watch reruns of Gianni Versace 1995 spring collection runway show.

Narancia however, takes a little more time realizing his emotions.

He'll probably need a little help from his friends (mans never interacted with a girl other than his mom)

Bruno, Giorno, and Mista are the biggest help (Abbacchio just scoffs at the idea, and isn't much help at all).

Overall these two are just the perfect match, and have a long way to go since they are still so young.

Naratrish is very very cute <3

[sopefactory]

are we loving the maneskin mv cinematography!! i bet you have an expert take on it so i got curious af. and: i'm so glad they're pushing into the mainstream with that material ✊our bisexual powers have become exponential now

I've barely survived this music video 🥴 I'm still trying to collect all my parts because I just exploded on the spot 🤧

No but on a serious note, this has to be one of the hottest and most aesthetically pleasing videos ever 😔

Putting the rest under read more, because I went off hahahaha

First of all, I always love a good use of a fisheye lense, idk what it is about it but that just makes my heart tingle everytime someone uses it in their art. I think I love the way it distorts a human's face whilst still keeping it recognizable. Or maybe I love it because I know how close a person has to come to the camera to get the desired distortion effect. It's almost like a step into one's personal space, but because their faces are so distorted it doesn't feel intimitating. Love it, honestly I could shoot an entire movie in that style (which would probably look very stupid, but a girl can dream hahahah)

Then second of all BI-LIGHTING OMFG 🙌🏻 in this household we love the use of a good pink, purple and blue colour scheme. First of all because I think that colour combination is so pretty and second of all B I 😔 that's it that's my second point. 🙌🏻 Bisexuality 🙌🏻

And I really loved the use of light and colour in general. I love how they used bright, colourful lights for most of the video. When they were illuminated by green light in front of the red background for example or all the shots when they were glowing red in front of the skyblue background (which by the way, amazing use of warm/cold contrast, which was very popular in Symbolism so whoever is the little art history nerd in Maneskin I see you 👀).

But then they included the parts in front of the black background with a perfectly placed portrait light. It gives the viewer a short break of the excess of colour and gives the eyes a chance at focussing on the artist at hand. This is also supported by the black background. The human eye looks for the brightest spot on a painting/photograph or in this case video automatically and by using a black background and shining the light on the artist, the eye can't help but be drawn to them.

Now most of the "kinky scenes" were shot in said portrait light, which honestly makes me smile because Maneskin bascially makes the viewer look. They don't hide their kinky selves behind colourful lights and fast camera movements, no they shine lights on the act, they want the viewer to pay attention to it almost as if they want to say "yeah we're kinky what about it?" and I think that is a very beautiful mindset.

And here I am drifting off far too much afhdshfha lisTEN I love talking about stuff like that, you can't even imagine. You just opened my Pandora's box hahfhdsh.

I also really loved the low angled shots they did, when they were standing on the glass. Now, looking up at something or someone makes the human brain feel inferior and intimitated by said object. Little story time, but we had a whole class about how angles can change the emotional affect a depicted person or object can have on the person. Let's say one has to take a portrait of a person in power. Those portraits are shot from a slight low angle most of the times as to give the person a higher, powerful standing. When used well it can make the depicted person look powerful and trustworthy to the viewer, when used poorly it can make the depicted person look arrogant and contemptuous to the viewer.

I loved how Maneskin basically looked down at us the viewers (if not even stomped all over the viewer, which again kinky fjsjdjf). No but on a serious note. While they still looked down at the viewer it never felt arrogant. I found it to be very playful actually. Dressed in soft pastel pinks they danced and had fun, bending down to the viewer occassionally to let them know that they were very aware of their voyeristic presence. They told the viewer that "yeah we're here, we're the boss right now but you know that it's all in good fun, don't you?" and I think that is something beautiful lmaooo

Also to end it off, because I can feel my fingers tingling in the need to write a 500k words essay about the MV and still have to water my plants today jsjs, I also really loved the use of retro effects. What a terrible word sjjss, effects, but I think you know what I mean. I loved how they made some of their parts of the video (the colourful ones most of the time) look like they were shot with an older camera model. I love it when videographers do that because I am a sucker for the old look, both in videography and in photography.

And now to actually end it jfjsjdf, in conclusion I fcking loved the music video. I loved the use of light and colour as well as the cleverly placed moments where the viewer could take a breather. I loved how playful and flirty they were and that you as a viewer could really feel that they had fun whilst shooting. My favourite part was Ethan and Damiano making out and Victoria spitting on Ethan jsjsjs. Also especially loved Thomas being tied up and that whole body licking montage in the yellow/pink lighting.

10/10 video and I will now yell in bisexuality 💝💜💙