#it's raining

[joyoushyuck]

(minors dni)

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

It is raining pitchforks. Water splashes as you run on the sidewalk, footsteps slippery and attire ruined. You are soaked to your bones and in a desperate need for shelter. That is why you don't think twice and let your feet guide you to the one person you swore you'll never involve yourself with.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He opens the door, countenance unpleasant and hair messy, headphones hung around his neck. The faint buzz of television is audible inside the house. Donghyuck is only wearing a pair of black sweats, his nipples staring back at you in all their perked glory. You try not to stare. You might be pathetically failing.

His lips part in surprise at the sight of your drenched figure. You are shivering, legs weak and the chatter of your teeth resonating loudly in your ears. A warm palm wraps around your elbow and ushers you in.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He deliberately gets your coffee order wrong all the time. He doesn't laugh at your jokes and throws passive aggressive comments at every given opportunity. He flashes all thirty-two of his teeth whenever Karina drops by to say hi, but his jaw locks like a saltwater crocodile the moment he spots you.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He forces you to sit on a chair, drying your hair with a fluffy white towel. His oversized shirt sits just above your knees; you shut your thighs together to cover your bare parts. Your eyes are heavy with sleep as he rubs the towel on your head, so you lean against his (toned) abdomen and close your eyes. He lets you be.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He's waking you up, shaking your shoulder gently. His face is inches away from yours. You pretend you don't notice the way his eyes flick down for a fraction of a second; it might be your sleep muddled brain making things up.

He offers you a hot mug of coffee. He is seated on the other end of the couch, body facing you, seemingly concerned about your state. He is still shirtless, his nipples are still staring back at you, and you aren't able to think straight anymore.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

But you think it's all pretence when you pull him into a kiss and his passion is unrivalled as he kisses back. His hands come to settle on your waist and neck, head tilting to get as close to you as possible. His hand rubs slow circles on your waist in an attempt to calm the both of you.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

“I don't,” he grunts. He's buried deep inside of you. Droplets of sweat glisten on his forehead.

He's kissing you again. You think he likes it from the way he won't stop doing it. You bet your lips are swollen, because his surely are and he wasn't even on the receiving end of all those bites. He nestles his face on the crook of your neck when he comes undone; you've already got off thrice.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He helps you clean with the gentlest hands, softly spreading his fragrant shower gel all over your body - your chest, stomach, back, thighs - leaving butterfly kisses while he's still there. It somehow goes south from there. Again.

He falls to his knees and grips your thighs to keep them open, tongue working wonders on your throbbing clit. He has little to no self-control is what you interpret. Not that you have any to begin with.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He insists you stay over, he'll sleep on the couch if it’ll make you comfortable. When you suggest he take the bed and yo- you don't ever get to complete the sentence because no, he'll never let you do that. You pretend your heart doesn't swell with a little something at that; what were you even pretending for anyway?

Because even though Donghyuck claimed to hate you, he isn't pretending anymore when he tucks you in his chest and cards his fingers through your hair, lulling you to sleep. His hands are holding your head like you mean the world to him. You smell like him too, and it's the most at rest you've been in a long time.

Maybe you aren't pretending anymore too. From the way you are nuzzling into the warm expanse of his (still shirtless) chest to the way your hand absent-mindedly pats his back, you don't think it's an act of cat and mouse.

But you'll not think about it now, you'll save it for when the morning comes. Now, you'll fall into a deep slumber in the embrace of the man whom you've loved forever.

(He's loved you for longer, but you don't know that just yet.)

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[existennialmemes]

Sorry, I have to cancel. You see, it's raining, and I am an Apex Predator. I am programmed to nap while it rains. I cannot defy the will of Evolution.

[miyuka1709]

Somewhere Else...

@voice-of-the-sexyman propaganda, day 3

As always, the Eeptic, the pine tree, the adorable square.

@everestgale 's tree boi!!

[allthewhumpygoodness]

When a weak whumpee's head is lifted to spoon some medicine/water/broth into their mouth, but then the caretaker just. keeps on cradling their head after laying it back down. Anyway that's the vibes tonight.

[lettertoelxse]

When Do We Let Dreams Stay Dreams? — a bkdk oneshot

“I wish I had,” he continued, “because I’ve wondered and wondered for so long. I wish I was brave enough to say how I felt like you are, because then maybe I wouldn’t have waited all these years to tell you my dream too.” Or Katsuki goes home with a twist in his chest after Izuku rejects him, his heart littered with dreams that hang like wishing stars in the sky. Contrary to his peers' nagging and what the ranking charts say, he never stopped chasing after what he wanted. So tonight too, he'll gather the remnants in the wreckage of his heart, sleep the shitty day off, and be grateful for what everyone else doesn't see. Unless the universe has other plans for him after all. Or or… MHA ch. 431 epilogue's epilogue. We're gonna pick up right where we left off. Katsuki and Izuku gotta talk it out. “I wish I had,” he continued, “because I’ve wondered and wondered for so long. I wish I was brave enough to say how I felt like you are, because then maybe I wouldn’t have waited all these years to tell you my dream too.” Or Katsuki goes home with a twist in his chest after Izuku rejects him, his heart littered with dreams that hang like wishing stars in the sky. Contrary to his peers' nagging and what the ranking charts say, he never stopped chasing after what he wanted. So tonight too, he'll gather the remnants in the wreckage of his heart, sleep the shitty day off, and be grateful for what everyone else doesn't see. Unless the universe has other plans for him after all. Or or… MHA ch. 431 epilogue's epilogue. We're gonna pick up right where we left off. Katsuki and Izuku gotta talk it out.

I've officially posted my first bkdk fic over on AO3. This was rattling around in my brain ever since ch. 431 came out. It takes place directly after the ending of the MHA epilogue.

This fic explores the dreams both Katsuki and Izuku have harbored since their childhood years, as well as the way their lives have changed as young adults.

Please enjoy, and if you want to leave feedback it would mean a ton!

[these-summer-nights-in-december]

Christopher Citro | This Is Today | 2025-05-07 ...1:03 a.m. Rain

[broken-heart-raven-queen]

Well my city is flooded and with a red alert BUT THE BRAINROT DOESN'T STOP, so this is what I think the Foxes would be doing:

Neil: Went running despite knowing it would rain, when he went out the sky was all gray and as it had been raining for like 2 weeks on and off the streets are wet and there are puddles everywhere. He of course came home DRENCHED and his socks are now blocking the water for comming inside because they are not weareable anymore.

Andrew: He is that one dude who just knows how to arrange things arroun the house so that his space is the less wet possible, does that and keeps in his world listening to music.

Nicky: Went swimming in the flooded streets and is having the time of his life.

Kevin: Came home from the gym (he went, it was closed because the water broke the roof, so Kevin is pissed), but he has hisvery expensive snickers in his hands because there's no way he would ruin those, he literally chooses to walk the muddy streets barefoor with water to his knees.

Aaron: He had class AND WENT, the bus was late and he didn't have an umbrella so he's more wster than man and is PISSED. He would punch you if you talk to him and don't bring coffee.

Dan and Matt: they are the ones who got engaged last night when the water made a river of the streets and some mariachis were stranded in the middle of a park (yes, this really happened and the video is so cute, specially because we don't really have mariachis here)

Renee: She is HELPING like you need someone to check why the water doesn't go down?? She's on it with a stick (probably her exy raquet). Need help to cross the street?? She's there. Your car got stuck in the mud?? She's already pushing it.

Seth: He went to the grocery store ON A KAYAK (yes this is also something that happened and a lot of times to) because...

Allison: is at home very confy 100% dry but she runned out of coffee.

[leoreadss]

Hi people :) 

I’m creating a playlist of Crowley’s loved songs. Some of them are from the Good Omens show but others are what I think he would like to listen to in his car. Some are my favs cause like I said in the description of the playlist, you’re both on a road trip and talking is not allowed but he lets you put some music on and choose a song or two. You also can't change the colour of the car.

ABSOLUTE NO TRAVEL SWEETS ALLOWED.

[theheirofthesharingan]

Proof-reading the previous chapter, working on the next chapter, listening to Itachi's theme, while it rains outside. It's not even 4 pm yet, but it's already so dark that lights are on in many homes. If this isn't the vibe I needed right now.

[cthulhuscoconuts]

At least the weather today is suitably pathetically phallic

[yehoria-offical]

IT IS RAINING FUCK YEAH

[lovelyfamouskitten]

[weepingfoxfury]

Captain Blackbeard wishes you all a good morning ... wonders if the fly he's watching will ever sit still long enough for him to swat it ... and would like to give you the following weather update:

Umbrella, souwester, galoshes and coat ... that and you'll need your oars and a boat.

He wasn't convinced about today's groaner, but said that if I found it funny, then he guessed he'd go along with it:

What always catches someone's eye? ... short people with umbrellas ;-D badoom tish ... here all week!!

He now says that's quite enough of all that ... that it's very obvious I need more coffee ... and that I should hurry up with his breakfast.

Happy Caturday everyone from Captain Blackbeard and his 'obviously needs help' hooman ...

[amarveloustune]

I'm at the zoo hehe

[sachermorte]

"it's so cold here" omg no that's so sad everyone dress better right now

me on my knees on the cold ground sobbing delicately because I saw one too many puffer jackets