#just a couple of lil itty bitty babies

[sweetlittleangelbunny]

I haven't drawn for a bit (the reason for that is not something I wanna get into here) but I had the impulse to draw this evening, so I wanted to draw little Monika and little Sayori as practice 😊

Trying not to be too perfectionist about it and instead trying to celebrate finishing them 🥰

[py-dreamer]

@violetjedisylveon

More fanart woo!

Y'know that scene with one of the best background medieval-village tracks in fil history- (kingdom dance) where Rapunzel looks at the mosaic? Yea this is that

Unfortunately I don't have the patience to draw all them itty bitty tiles so I kinda cheated and used a stone texture layer on top (^-^')\

YOU WON'T BELIEVE HOW MUCH TROUBLE DBK'S EYEBROWS GAVE ME.

I NEEDED TO TAKE THIS BULL TO GET HIS EYEBROWS TWEEZED MULTIPLE TIMES!!!!!

Hope you don't mind but I gave a couple more details to our favorite celestial-bull couple.

I mean Iron Fan is supposedly an empress of an empire right? Why not make her look the part? I didn't know how to bling up DBK though...

Also you might notice, I've drawn the samadhi flower! It has four big petals and four small in between (nod to the four rings) a pattern within shaped like flames (self explanatory) and a center with the 3 swirly thingy symbol (idk what it's called)

LIL BABY RED SON!!!!

They were such a joy to draw! And ngl it was hard to draw everyone not pissed off....

They all have the sharp features!

You might notice right next to the lil baboo, DBK's hands are kinda charred to a crisp (I read the 1st chapter, yes I know) but this boi is grinning like there's no tomorrow with his wife and child and we love that for him!

There's a pot of burning incense which the chinese use for the dead which I don't think the ironbull couple would like very much.

Like they'd let the townsfolk do it, they're just being respectful, but they'd still resent it in hopes that their son is still alive somewhere

and here's an un-shadowed version to see the fam better!

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(click photos for less sh!tty quality)

NOT MY AU.

[kakujis]

slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup;

synopsis: your boyfriends are a little peeved (one more than the other!) that you're going out without them. they decide to have some fun with you before you head out.

feat + wc: koko x reader x inui. around 1.4k

warnings: afab fem! reader, reader is a lil dumb, possessive behavior, mean!dom!koko, sweet!dom!inui, cockwarming, one lil slap, itty bitty dacryphilia, begging, hair pulling, some choking, marking, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart, pretty girl), established poly relationship. i use the word 'pretty' a ton. sorry inui n koko don't get it on this time ): not proofread. i think that's it, but lmk if i missed any!

a/n: actually, i wrote 75% of this a couple days before kokonoi's bday and then i never finished oops. i didn't really explore the aspects of this relationship much but this is just smut i got the idea to do while i was doing my makeup one day LOL.. also i couldn't decide on using their first or last names so i just used both. ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

it was supposed to be a girls night out and you were supposed to be ready 30 minutes ago. so why are you sitting, stuffed full and dripping down your boyfriend’s pant while the other holds your face still as he does your makeup? 

kokonoi holds you still, chin held firmly in his grip and tilted upwards. meanwhile inui keeps your body still, his hands on your hips. whenever you try to squirm he digs his nails into you harder, although he doesn’t really have to try he is much stronger than you after all. 

you were so dumb to entertain their little idea, head cocked to the side when kokonoi had asked if they could join you while you got ready. “mmkay,” you shrugged, turning back to your vanity, bending over towards the mirror, blending away at your eyeshadow. 

it wasn’t until inui sat down in your seat that you realized something was up. “come sit, princess.” he said, a little smile on his face as he freed his leaking cock from his pants. you’ve always thought his cock was so pretty, a bit more girth than length and most of the time you’d jump to be able to bounce on him. 

but not this time, not even if the sight does turn you on. you frowned, “can’t, sei, i gotta finish getting ready.” you glanced at koko who was leaning against your vanity, lips curled up in a smirk. “haji, you do it, i’m busy..” you whined but he made no moves, not even a glance at inui, dark eyes trained solely on you. 

you huffed, reaching for another brush before it was taken from you. “ack, hey!” you reached up as koko dangled it above you. “give it back!” 

“i have a better idea,” he said, eyes glinting. “i’ll take over from here,” he motioned to your makeup, before sliding your dress up and shifting your panties to the side “while you sit pretty here.” both your eyes trained on inui’s hardened cock.  

“can you do that for me, sweetheart?” koko asks, already pushing you down. there was something so captivating about kokonoi that you often found yourself obeying his every word. under his spell, you nod, biting your lip, as inui’s fingers ghost your clit from behind. 

you squeeze your eyes shut as you sink down slowly to accommodate inui’s cock, stretching you out. inui groans as you lower yourself, inch by inch, enveloping him in your velvety walls. you whimper as you settle, already starting to try and move when inui places his hands on your hips. 

“thanks baby, you always feel so good,” inui murmurs into your shoulder, blonde locks tickling against your skin.  “but don’t move or else koko’ll mess up, got it?” 

you nod, when you feel a hand on your chin, tilting it up. and that’s how you ended up here, dripping down into inui’s lap. koko hums as he continues, particularly focused on getting your eyeliner right, tilting your head from side to side. pleased, he caps the pen and lets go, your head dropping forward. you pant, trying your best to stay good, but everytime inui shifts in his seat, your pussy twitches from the way his cock head brushes against your sweet spot eliciting a gasp from you each time. 

as koko rummages through your blushes, you feel inui lean forward, his cock ever so slightly sliding deeper inside you. “think you can cum like this?” inui whispers, hot breath fanning across your ear. 

you shake your head, “need more, want more, nui.” you whimper, trying to move your hips. he mumbles out a shaky agreement and the two of you groan in unison as inui lessens his hold, allowing you to finally start sliding up and down his cock. he uses a free hand to palm at your tit, rolling the nub in between his fingers, making you arch back into him.

“stop that.” koko snaps, whirling around to grab you by the throat. “if you ruin my hard work,” he hisses, “i’ll ruin you, pretty girl. got it?” 

“but koko-“ you whimper, blinking up at him. 

“but koko, nothing,” he mocks, “you’re the one who wanted to go out. without us, if i may add.” he looks back at inui, who also looks a bit bewildered, his lust hazing up his head. but a little lightbulb goes off for him as well, so this was your punishment for going out without them. thats when inui relaxes, dropping his hand from your nipple and slumping a little in his seat. 

“‘nui?” you whine, when his hands resume their spot on your hips. 

“sorry princess, but he’s right,” blue eyes meeting yours, “you’re so cute, i forgot we were punishing you.” he leans until his chin is on your shoulder.

you whine his name again, but he shakes his head with firm resolve. tears start to form and koko slaps you, albeit softly, “no fuckin’ crying, mkay?” he teases, pressing a quick kiss to your lips and wiping away at your waterworks before he resumes working. 

“shh, don’t cry, i’ll make you feel better later, okay?” inui murmurs, he’s so sweet even when it’s supposed to be a punishment. you give back an “mm,” your body starting to tremble with need with the thought of what he would do to you later.  

the brush is soft on your skin and koko’s tongue peeks from behind his lips as he dusts on the final touches. he’s pretty even when he’s mean, you think, as you stare up at him with want. he doesn’t miss the glint in your eye either, smirking at how easy it is to read you. 

“almost done,” he purrs, holding you still in his hand as he puts your mascara on. the final touch is the gloss he adds to your pouty lips. when he’s done, he trails his hand down your face, hooking one finger under your jaw. “just gorgeous.” he says, amused when you shiver, thinking you probably want his hand wrapped around your throat again. 

“all done?” inui asks, breath hot on your neck as the pads of his thumbs absentmindedly stroke your skin. 

“yep!” koko exclaims, before he moves out of the way. he stands on the opposite side of you, making sure to not block inui’s view as he grabs your hair in his hand, using it to tilt your head up. “look at how beautiful you are,” he coos. 

you don’t even look at yourself, panting at this point, too focused on inui’s twitching cock buried in your cunt, and koko’s rough fistful of your hair. you’re burning with desire and there’s an ache in your belly and god, if koko wasn’t so fucking good at riling you up you could’ve tried to smack that smug look off his face, but you’re always like putty in their hands. 

“look at the time,” koko says, looking down at the watch on his wrist. he lets go and your head lolls forward, but inui catches you by the throat, gently rubbing his hand upward to cup your chin, keeping you up. “you’ll be late if you don’t go now.” 

but you don’t move, grabbing onto koko’s sleeve instead. he cocks his head to the side, giving a small “hm?” 

“c-cancel,” you stutter, blinking up at him, “i’ll cancel.” 

he acts surprised but he always knows how to get right into the palm of his hand. 

“cancel?” he says, leveling down to you, his eyes trained on yours. you nod, whimpering out “please, please,” but koko laughs. “please what?” 

your pleas go straight to sweet inui’s head, his grip moving back down to your throat tightening as he starts to suckle sweet marks on your neck. koko thinks about holding out, wanting to shove you out the door breathless and needy, but the way your lashes flutter as your eyes roll back just from that has him thinking otherwise. 

he grabs your phone, unlocking it and typing out your cancellation texts for you. “let go for me, inui?” koko asks and inui’s hand leaves your throat. you fall forward again, this time caught by koko, and you can feel inui’s hand press into the small of your back, urging you down. 

these two are always in sync when it comes to fucking you, while you’re pliant and dizzy, ready to do whatever they want. you hear koko’s belt unbuckle and soon enough he’s tapping his pretty cock against your nearly drooling mouth. 

“open up pretty girl, you still owe me an apology for tonight.”  

[dairy-farmer]

You know how hormonal bullshittery like pregnancy and the monthly Fuck You, make people feel really REALLY horny? Even when they basicly can't act on it or are feeling gross?

......wanna bet that's what being a Beta is like?

Cause they ARE the same species. Why would THEY get to dodge the heats/rutts bullet entirely? They get clipped! They still have to suffer! Hell, I bet they still have the same organs regardless!

That Beta male can ABSOLUTELY give you a child.

It's just incredibly, INCREDIBLY unlikely. THE textbook definition of a high risk pregnancy. Oh, and incredibly tough on their body. Cause the organ is basicly vestigial. It WORKS but for fucks sake! If you're advising a Beta couple, just tell them to use the far more effective SECONDARY in the biologically female beta! Assuming there is one! Are you TRYING to people in the hospital?!

But of course, just cause it isn't likely to give you a baby (unless Extreme Situations blah dee blah dee you get the picture, historical contexts), doesn't mean it doesn't fuck with your hormones. Leave you feeling gross.

Because!

Beats? Get "seasons". Short for fertile seasons. It was this whole old myth, that they were more likely to get pregnant during their "seasons". When in reality, they are basicly either pseudo-heats or pseudo-rutts, depending on which trait (while recessive) is stronger.

Tim looked it up. He had time too.

Cause he feels GROSS and horny. No one touch him or he'll stab you but also cuddle him right now or he'll cry. He hates all of you. Your his best friends and he loves you. He'd burn Gotham down for a Specific Brand of those one pickles.

He can't find the drier sheets... he's a failure and the world is ending, time to sit down and cry.

Needless to say? Thank FUCK it only happens like 3 times a year. He's already a mess, he refuses to let anyone see him like this. He doesn't CARE that "studies" and "common sense" say that pack helps manage the symptoms! He can handle it! Fuck you! He'll bite!

.........he sowwy. Are you mad?

And see, normally? His squirrelly "I gotta drop off the map, don't follow me" routine wouldn't be a problem. God knows BRUCE has let it go on for WAY too long. But? Jason? Jason is suspicious. Been trying to do better. And more importantly?

Been keeping track of days in his head.

Been about three months since you last went dark, Timbers. Suspicious number of days to go silent too. Bout the same number of days as a season. Knock the fuck knock, Timby tock! Open the fucking door. You can do it, or I will.

Tim looks like a miserable drowned Racoon.

Sweaty.

So sexy.

He has the AUDACITY to GROWL at him with his Itty bitty lil crackle beta voice. Jason informs him he's lucky "sad and pathetic" is somehow still cute on him, picks him up like a sack of cheap take-out, and drags him back to his place.

Tells him to scrub the layer of sweaty misery of himself while he gets food ready.

It's... it's nice. Tim realizes. Having this walking tank of an Alpha just sort of casually take care of him. Flop down on him like a weighted blanket. The chatter of Jason's shows in the background, the smell of his nest pressed against Tim's face, pressure against his body, warm and heavy. The feeling of Jason's hand, absent-mindedly playing with his hair, as he reads or researchs.

Tim can... drift.

They don't do anything that first time. Or the second. Or third. But the thought creeps in to Tim's head and won't leave. He bet it'd feel nice. Bet Jason would take care of him. Jason is so GOOD at take care of people. He's so tired. No one ELSE takes care of him. Even when he's so good for them. Tries his best.

.....he wants to go back and nap in Jason's nest again.

That was nice.

And? Alpha senses are sharper then a Betas. Jason NOTICES Tim starting to glance at him more and more. Linger closer and closer. Get that little mournful, hopeful, look in his eyes. Notices him start to look HAPPIER as his season gets closer, instead of annoyed. Like his looking forward to it.

Oh ho~? Jason's a lot of things, but dumb? Not one of them.

Not all of those looks were strictly platonic longing. It gave Jason some things to think about. Too consider. Does he... want too?

.....yeah. Yeah he does.

Better buy some of the Good Shit then. His lube sucks.

So Timbers comes over. Jason's done some research. What helps horny, miserable Betas. He's also a Bat. He pulls the ol "oh look, I just so happen to be freshly showed and in criminally short bathrobe. Mmmm, I sure am CLOSE, aren't i?" gambit. It's not even remotely subtle.

Tim's too busy ogling to notice or care.

Oh LOOK! Jason's sprawling like a magnificent big cat! Legs splayed and muscles loose, draped back against your side like your his personal throne! Mmm, sure is distracted by this show! And not paying attention to you! Would be a perfect time to get... ideas(tm)~

And Tim IS. Because Jason's leaning back against his torso, warm and heavy, smelling so... so NICE. And... t-thighs. Long... legs long. Strong. W.. wanna touch. Lick everything. *desperately tries not to whine in Horny*

But then? Jason does his "absent-mindedly petting Tim" thing? And his self control is fuckin DYING here, man! (Yeah, Jason's knows. It should die faster.) A-and s.. surely it's okay if... if TIM pets back right? Purely platonic! He can control himself!

......that's a fuckin lie.

He's not even sure HOW, but Jason's cock ends up in mouth. And it's like his brain cuts out, leaving him limp and full of pleasant static. Curled up, a strong hand softly playing with his hair, occasionally rubbing his cheek. As his mouth is filled, his vision filled, as all he can smell is JASON. Glide, push, glide, push. Tounge and throat and careful with his teeth.

Like meditation.

He's not even desperately trying to get him off, just wants Jason to fill his mouth. Too pay attention to him. Keep running his hands across his skin. And Jason does.

And sure, he considers pulling Timbers into his lap. Filling him properly. But the lil guy look so RELAXED for once. So blissed out. So? Sure buddy... you can have Alphas cock. Go ahead and suck. That's It. You're doing a real good job.

Course, once he figures out how to turn Tim's brain off? He has to figure out if it's a "all the time" thing or a "season" thing. You know... for excuses reasons. And? As a very stressful serial killer case soon proves? It's an all the time thing.

Drag him back to HIS safe house, patch him up, and pull him down to rest in a nice lil defensible layered nest? Right between his knees as he "keeps watch"? And Timbers can't seem to help himself. And damn if it doesn't feel fantastic, not gonna lie. No one EVER gets that... that fuckin WORSHIPFUL of Jason. It's setting off all SORTS of instincts in his head.

Gonna make that fucked up trainwreck a lasagna. Force him to take a nap.

His his his his, good boy baby, his.

Thankfully, it's not so much Tim OPPOSED as Tim, once again, single mindedly focused. So Jason just has too, with GREAT sacrifice and strength of will, NOT let Tim get his magnificent lil mouth get ahold of his cock. But gently push him back and flop down on him. Run his hands down and down until he strikes gold.

Doesn't take him long to figure out what Tim likes. What days he doesn't want to think, needs to be fucked brainless. What days he can't stand touch, needs a good thick toy and some company. The days he wants Jason's fingers. Or a bead for his clit and a nice long relaxing Zone out suck on Jason's cock.

He's Jason's needy, prissy, demanding, god awful, pillow princess of a train wreck Beta and Jason adores him. They practically live together by now. Reak of each other. You would have to be WILLFULLY BLIND to not notice.

So of course... the others notice last.

Too late! You didn't take care of him, bruce! So I DID! I fed that bitch a lasagna! AND my coc-! *Horrified Bat noises*

Tim's never been happier.

-🐼

😍😍😍😍 jason turning hissy tim into a sweet, pliant beta that would just like to fuck him while looking like the spirtual equivalent of 🥺

[archangeldyke-all]

Have you gotten any of my asks? I've dropped in literally every couple of days to say hey and im not sure if they're going through cause tumblr as a whole has been wonky for me lately. Anywho heyyyyy love you 🩶🩶 miss you sm baby 🥺

Have jasper pics with this lil prompt: reader comes home to sev with a puppy (we do not know where she got it from 😭)

JASPERRRRRRRRRRRRr EVERYBODY LOOK AT BABY JASPERRRRRRRR (i'm sobbing, it's day one of my period and these pictures are making me ugly cry) (also i have not gotten any of your asks until this one! tumblr has been fucking with so many people lately! i've missed u mars i hope ur well <333)

men and minors dni

"what the hell is that?" sevika asks.

you freeze, cringing and cursing under your breath. in your arms, the puppy squirms.

"n-nothing?" you squeak, turning around to face your wife. she's got her reading glasses low on her nose, her book cracked open in her lap. you thought you'd be able to sneak by her without getting caught.

sevika raises an eyebrow at you. "doesn't look like nothin'." she says as the puppy in your arms sticks it's leg out of the bundle of blankets you've wrapped it in.

"i'll give you three hundred dollars if you pretend you didn't see that." you sigh.

sevika snorts, then crawls off the bed, inspecting the puppy in your arms.

it's so tiny. it's paws and ears are two times too big for it's itty bitty body. it's eyes are big and glossy, little teeth razor sharp-- sevika groans as she looks down at the little dog.

"babe." she whines. you huff.

"c'mon, sev, look how cute it is!" you push your arms out, pressing the puppy into her arms. she and the dog squirm and equal amount, both of them resistant to the situation, but then--

then sevika gets her arms around the dog, and it's little tail starts wagging wildly as it sniffs and licks at the new person holding it, and sevika tries her best to cringe as it kisses her cheek, but she can't hold in her little giggle as it starts nibbling at her hair.

"what's wrong with it?" she laughs as it squirms some more, it's tail smacking her forearm repeatedly.

"it likes you." you giggle.

sevika's smile is sweet and innocent, and you realize that she's probably never experienced a dog before-- at least, not one that wasn't chasing her down the street, growling and spitting.

you know you're gonna end up keeping the dog when sevika shifts the puppy into one arm, reaching up to awkwardly bop it on the head repeatedly.

"what are you doing?" you giggle as she gently smacks the puppy's forehead.

"petting it." she says. you snort.

"you ever pet an animal before, sev?" you ask.

she shrugs. "it likes it." she says. well, you can't deny that. the puppy's just happy to be in her arms, its tail still going crazy in her arms as its tongue lolls out of its mouth.

you snort, snow her how to properly pet an animal, and then look up the nearest vet's office to your house.

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[pearbunny]

the bucket list ✘ [nine]

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summary: Fly to Korea. Check. Buy a bouquet of flowers for a stranger. Check. Have said stranger come along with you to accomplish your bucket list? Well that wasn’t on the list, but falling in love was. 

pairing: han jisung x afab!reader

genre: 18+ [MDNI] strangers to lovers, non idol au, crack, mostly fluff, later chapters to include: angst, comfort, smut. 

general warnings:  tourist!mc, adult themes including but not limited to: suggestive content, nudity, cursing, alcohol consumption, mentions of death in later chapters, overarching theme of mental health, eventual smut.

word count: 6k

chapter content: m/c and jisung are both in their own anxious thoughts, alcohol consumption, self-doubt, self-sabotaging, mentions of self-worth, explicit smut: oral (f receiving), clit play, breast play, praise kink, pet names (baby, good girl), unprotected sex (don't be dumb; be responsible), cream pie? screen shots: one.

author’s note: I'm honestly a little shy about this one, but also really happy because I feel like i pushed myself as a lil itty bitty author with it. Also, I decided to add the playlist I've made for this fic. It's all over the place; sorry lol. Last warning for minors or those uncomfortable, this chapter does contain smut.

The smell of coffee and books intermingle in the air while a soft jazz song plays over the shop’s speakers. When you asked Jisung if he wanted to do anything while in Busan this morning, he said he wanted to check this place out. It was a very Instagrammable spot, a coffee shop meet bookstore meet vinyl record store. Rows on rows of bookshelves were stocked with numerous books ranging from children’s learning books to historical memoirs. The shelves against the wall were mostly for display purposes, books arranged by the color of their covers versus their title, author, even genre.  

Jisung is near the back, checking out the collection of vinyl records they have in store. He has a couple tucked under his arm that he brings over to the record player. He places the over ear headphones on and lets the music fill his ears as he closes his eyes and his fingers drum over the tops of stacked records. 

You, however, are seated in a plush mustard yellow velvet sofa, giving the illusion of being deep into a book. You aren’t, though, and instead are lost in your own thoughts, eyes glazed over staring blankly at the opened page. As you replay the previous day’s events in your head, your knee subconsciously begins to bounce under the book you’re supposedly reading. 

Why didn’t you kiss him? 

The question has been on your mind ever since you got off the Ferris Wheel. 

Despite your best efforts to act like everything was okay, Jisung could tell immediately that you felt anxious about something. He would try to make light hearted jokes, make goofy faces at you when you didn’t realize you were straight up staring at him, anything to get you out of your own mind. 

Maybe it was just the way Jisung naturally was with people. Maybe he had just been so attuned to you and your moods and thoughts that he could just tell when something was off about you. Maybe you were being obvious. 

Sometimes, when you were spacing off, you’d come back to Jisung looking at you with eyes wide with curiosity and concern. You’d feel a lingering touch on you when Jisung would guide you through small crowds. You’d feel him holding your hand for just a couple seconds longer than necessary whenever you reached out for him.

Even now, Jisung’s eyes would find their way back to you in that corner just to make sure you were still there. He takes the headphones off and places his collected records down by the player. He walks over to you and crouches down to sit on the back of his heels, grabbing your attention when he closes the book in your lap. “Come with me.”

You give him the most genuine smile you could muster, one that was toothless and didn’t reach your eyes, and toss the book aside to take his hands as he leads you back to the room with all the vinyl records. There’s a large wooden stand up tic-tac-toe structure in the middle of the room right under the skylight. 

“You go first.” Jisung crouches down low to be closer to the wooden board game. 

“Okay,” You grab one of the ‘X’ blocks and place it right in the middle of the three by three grid.  

Jisung places his own wooden ‘O’ blocks in the bottom left corner. “That wasn’t hard, was it?” 

You cock a quizzical brow at him, “What wasn’t hard?” You place your next piece right above your original piece, intending to win by placing your next piece on the bottom row, middle column. 

“Making the first move,” He chuckles and eyes you for a moment before placing his piece top left. Jisung knows that your next piece will win the game. 

You roll your eyes at his joke, scoffing playfully. You look at the board again, noticing that if you didn’t place your next piece between the O’s he placed on the first column, he would get a match. You completely forget your original plan and place your piece to block his match. 

Jisung’s eyes widen at your move. He knows how competitive you are, so he figures you must be really worked up to mess that one up. 

“Oh no, fuck!” You realize your mistake almost immediately. You bend down at the knees, feet flat on the ground as you tug on your hair, “I totally missed my chance to win!”

Jisung places a hand flat on your back, rubbing a soothing circle in a clockwise motion, “Hey, it’s okay. The game’s not over yet.”

You sigh heavily and watch him as he places his next wooden piece in the bottom row, center column next to his own piece and underneath your two x’s to block that match. If you hadn’t been so busy worrying about playing defensively, you would have been able to win. 

Jisung has set you up again, but he can tell as your eyes scan the last column of the board that has all spaces free, he can tell you’re overthinking it. 

Your overthinking leads you to your demise, but also Jisung’s when you choose to block again instead of win, placing your X on the bottom right. 

Jisung places his piece defensively this time, choosing to tie instead of letting you win. “Stalemate.” He says with a shrug of his shoulders. He stands back up and holds his hand out to you. 

You look up at him with eyes wide, almost pleading. “Again? Rematch?” You grab his hand as an aid up on your feet when he flashes you a lopsided smile. 

Back in your hotel room, Jisung is sitting in front of the wall of windows, examining the new vinyl records he bought at the store while you sit on the table, looking at the backs of books you picked up, too. One self help book and another romance fiction book about a girl, a boy, and a satellite. These would be good reads on the plane ride back home. 

You place them into your backpack and notice your old leather bound notebook. You take it out and open it to the page of The Bucket List. It had been a couple of days since you last looked at it. You grabbed a pen and crossed out ‘Send a Message in a Bottle,’ and ‘Ride a Ferris Wheel’. You look over the list and its items, wondering what else you’d be able to cross out. 

You figured that this journal was forgotten by your mom, seeing that there were items on the list you knew for certain she had done. You knew for a fact your mom had ridden a Ferris Wheel, the most recent one you were able to cross out. You rode a small ferris wheel at one of those traveling fairs when you were younger with both your parents. ‘Go to a Drive-in Movie Theatre’ is also on the list, but you remember when your mom took both you and Robin out to the Drive-In when her favorite film was showing for its anniversary; stating that your dad was probably tired of watching it over and over again with her. 

There were a couple of items that made you wonder how old your mom was when she made the list. Things like, ‘Sneak into a museum after hours’ and ‘Go Skinny Dipping’ make you think that your mother was maybe a teenager? Early 20s? You smile to yourself, recalling that your mother was always just a young free spirit. 

“Jisung?” You call over to him. 

He looks up from the third and final vinyl record he bought, turning his head to face you, “Hmm?”

You lean forward in your seat towards him, bringing your face nearly eye level with his. “Let’s do something on the list tonight.”

Jisung nods and places his new purchases on the table you were sitting at. “Well, of course. That’s what we’re here for, right?” He smiles and takes your notebook into his lap. “What were you thinking?”

“Maybe we could take a cooking class? I saw an advertisement for a couple's cooking classes on the way back from Lotte World.” 

“Or,” Jisung brings the book up to his face, covering everything from his nose bridge down. He raises a brow at you, eyes peering over the pages, “We could Go Skinny Dipping.”

You and Jisung had found your way to the beach after eating and drinking at a local wing and beer eatery off the beach. The alcoholic buzz in your system is enough to feel like you’re floating. When you walk, your steps veer a little closer to him, when he says something mildly funny, you’d laugh a little louder than normal and playfully swat at his arm. 

Jisung takes your tote bag from your arm and takes the blanket, spreading it out on the sand. You both take your shoes off, and stuff your socks in them to feel the soft and fine sand under your feet while you sit on the blanket. He slips his hoodie off of himself and holds it out for you to put it on, which you do, hugging the soft fabric close to you. 

It’s pretty dark out, most of the light coming from the street and the restaurants and shops. You;re a little bit away from all of that as well as the crowded part of the beach. There weren't a lot of people around at all, just the cars passing by on the main road behind you. 

You take a deep breath in and inhale the saltiness of the ocean breeze as you try to calm the fast thumping of your heart. It had taken you a lot of self-convincing to go along with the whole skinny dipping idea.

On one hand, you like Jisung. 

You’ve kind of felt yourself gravitating towards him more so than in just a friendly manner. Just this afternoon when you picked up the blanket Jisung always kept in his car to bring to the beach, you checked your reflection in the mirror. You wore something very casual, a white loose button up, a black tank top and some loose linen tan trousers. Your hair was half up-half down, makeup minimal given the circumstances. Just a little bit of blush and gloss. All of this was because you admitted to yourself that you had feelings for a stranger you met on the street on your first day in Korea. 

When you applied your blush, picked out your outfit, even when you combed your hair, you wondered, “Will Jisung think I’m trying too hard?”

Skinny Dipping would be a step forward in whatever was transpiring between you two. And it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen you naked before. 

On the other hand, you like Jisung. 

It’s been years since your last relationship, years since your last anything. You’ve mainly been focused on getting up, going to work, eating, and showering for the better part of those last couple of years. You’ve made up countless excuses of why you couldn’t go out with Robin and the rest of your friends, whether that be to the bar or just on a small shopping day. 

You just started getting your bearings straight on your life again and while you’ve definitely had fun the past week, catching feelings for a man on a whole different continent was not something you could have ever anticipated. 

And that’s what’s holding you back. There’s a part of you that wants to protect yourself from everything that’s yet to come, but the other part tells you that you didn’t come to Korea just to play it safe. 

Jisung has his feet in the sand, both legs bent at the knee in front of him, back curved slightly with his forearms resting on his knees. He observes you for a moment as you stare off into the dark ocean, lost in thought for however many times you’ve done so today; he’s not sure, he’s lost count. 

As much as an overthinker you are, Jisung is just as much, but more-so on how other people perceive him. He hides it well behind a small ego well suited for a flirtatious bartender, but its only because of his people-pleasing tendencies. He feels confident when people seem to like him. It’s not him seeking attention – or maybe it is–, it’s him and his fear of letting people down. 

Right now, he’s afraid he’s let you down. 

He’s replaying everything he’s said and done in his head since you approached him on the street with a bouquet of sunflowers. Maybe he was coming off too strong, maybe you didn’t like him as much as he thought you did. He thinks, maybe that one night was just a fluke, in which if that were the case – Damn. 

He fucked up. 

But you were still here with him… You slowly stand up beside him, taking a few steps towards the ocean. You stretch your arms above your head, trying to shake off all the thoughts that have been running rampant in your mind. The cold breeze is enough to sober you up.

‘Go Skinny Dipping’, he repeats your words, the bucket list item, in his mind. He’s learned how daring yet indecisive you can be during the past week. He knows that sometimes, you need a little push. 

Behind you, Jisung stands up, keeping his distance from you for now. He grabs the back of his shirt from over his shoulders and tugs the fabric over his head. He lets it fall onto the blanket, soundlessly. It’s not until you hear him unbuckling his belt do you get a hint of what he’s up to. 

“Wh-what are you–”

“You can look, I don’t mind.” Jisung says it with a smirk on his lips. He knows you won’t. 

He’s right, by the way, your head is firmly stuck staring at the ocean. Were you curious? Yes. Of course, but you couldn’t move. 

Behind you, Jisung drops his pants and boxer briefs. He rubs his hands together, cold, but also mentally hyping himself up for the waters he was about to plunge himself into. “Gaja!” He runs past you, your eyes widening, and into the ocean. He lets out a low deep wail, goosebumps quickly forming on his skin.

Jisung submerges himself completely in the water, hands forming into fists. When he comes up, he turns towards you and flips his head back so his sopping wet hair stays out of his face. His hand runs over his face, wiping the salt water from his eyes. “Y/N! Come on in!”

Your face reddens watching him. The way the water was sliding down his body in the dark light causes you to subconsciously lick your lips. You cup your hand by your mouth, calling out to him. “How’s the water?” 

Jisung brings his feet up off the sandy bottom, treading water while his arms stroke backwards. “Amazing! Not cold at all.” His voice carries over to you, loud, through chattering teeth. 

You laugh and go back to the blanket in the sand. You slip Jisung’s zip up hoodie off of your shoulders, then turn back towards him. “Close your eyes Jisung!”

“They’re closed!” 

You unbutton your oversized white dress shirt and let it fall on top of the hoodie. You look towards Jisung to see both his eyes open and shift your weight onto your right hip, sighing loudly and dramatically, your shoulders motioning up and down. “Han Jisung, turn around!”

He laughs from his chest and turns his body towards the horizon. “Yes ma’am.” 

You eye his form for a moment longer than necessary, just to make sure he wasn’t going to turn around. You cross your arms over your torso and peel your black tank top over your head. You pull at the drawstring of your linen pants and let it fall to the ground. You step out of them and nudge it over to the rest of your clothes with your foot. 

You rub at your arms, crossed over your torso, feeling the chill of the night breeze on your skin. You squeeze your arms firmly while you take a deep breath in. As you exhale, you calm your nerves and reach behind you to unclasp your bra and shrug it onto the ground. One arm quickly goes across your breasts and your free hand hooks a finger into the waistband of your underwear, bringing it under your hips and over your thighs to let it drop onto the blanket. 

You slowly walk over to the shoreline, the water touching the tips of your toes. You shriek at the cold temperature and Jisung almost turns back in response. Instead, he calls out to you. “Are you okay?” 

“You lied, the water is freezing.”  As he laughs, you take a couple steps into the water and your teeth begin to chatter. “I’m coming over, don’t turn around!” Steadily, you walk deeper into the ocean until the water comes to mid-chest and you’re behind Jisung. 

Your eyes fall on the tattoo on his back. It’s the first time you’re seeing it in its entirety. You’ve seen the top of it peeking over the back collar of his shirt, but other than that, you didn’t really know what it looked like. He spoke about it once when you were getting your own tattoo back on your second day in Korea. An abstract line. 

Jisung’s back tenses as your fingers ghost over the design. You start at the middle of his shoulders and run your fingers down, his back straightening with the action. It’s not all solid black, if anything it looks like a trail of smoke, so there were grays in certain areas too. It curved in arbitrary angles and random angles, it made it look very organic and surely one of a kind. 

“A friend told me once to keep going,” Jisung’s voice is deep and soft. It takes you by surprise and you retract your hand as if you were burned by it. 

“To.. keep going?” You repeat after him, confused. 

Jisung nods and hangs his head down low. He brings his hands out in front of him to restlessly play with the water. “To persevere.” 

You nod once, though he can’t see you, and bring back your hand to the tattoo. 

“He always told me that the path may not be straight, but it will lead you to the destination as long as you’re determined.” Jisung smiles solemnly and when you place your palm fully against his back reassuringly, he relaxes into your touch. 

“Don’t look yet, please.” This is probably the fourth time you’ve said that, but you’re nervous regardless of the fact that he has seen every inch of you already. This was different though, you felt emotionally vulnerable, which in turn made you feel physically vulnerable, too. You reach for his hand and he gladly laces your fingers together. He rubs soothing circles on the back of your hand in the water as you stand next to him. 

Your lips press together, trying to focus on your breathing to lower your heart rate. You swear you could hear it in your chest. You take a peek through the corner of your eyes to see if he was looking. Thankfully, he wasn’t. You swallow the lump in your throat. “The moon looks beautiful from here.”

Jisung snickers and you’re quick to nudge his arm with your shoulder. “You’re so cheesy.” When he doesn’t stop, you roll your eyes and elbow him again. “Okay, go ahead. Say it.”

“Not more beautiful than you,” He chuckles immediately and even though you knew the exact words that would come from his mouth and the exact way he ended up delivering the line, you blush all the way to the tips of your ears and down your neck. 

“You must get so many tips bartending, you’re too smooth with it.” You scoff. 

Jisung shrugs and frees his hand from yours, only to wrap his arm around you and bring you close. “I mean it.” 

You chew on your bottom lip, the butterflies in your stomach doing somersaults again. This is exactly what you were afraid of. 

You stare off into the horizon, where the sky meets the sea and let your mind start to race at all of the reasons why your stomach shouldn’t be doing flips, why your heart shouldn’t be skipping in beats, why you shouldn’t feel giddy whenever Han Jisung looks right into your eyes; into your soul. 

Through your silence, Jisung senses your anxiety. He looks down at you from the corner of his eyes, still respecting the fact that you didn’t want him looking at you. When you don’t even notice him blatantly staring, he gets worried. 

Screw this, he thinks to himself and he steps in front of you, blocking your sight of the horizon. You look down at yourself and he quickly takes your chin in his hand, tilting your head up to look at him. “What is going on in that head of yours, Y/N?”

“You can’t do that.” 

His brows furrow in confusion. “Do what?” 

“Do this whole thing, Jisung!” You shut your eyes tightly, both your hands grasping at his arm. You mean to push him away from you, but you can’t, you don’t want to, not really. “We can’t do this!”

Jisung shakes his head in disbelief. This whole time he’s let you set the pace. He’s let you make your own decisions, to leave it up to you to decide what you two were, but if he didn’t say what he wanted to now, he’d regret it. “But why? Why can’t we?!” His voice is a little more stern. He wants answers, he wants definitive answers. 

“Jisung, this isn’t real.” 

You weren’t making any sense to him. “What do you mean this isn’t real?.” He drops his hand from  your chin to reach for your hand. He places his hand firmly on his chest. “I’m here and so are you, “ At this, he tightens his hold over your hand. “We’re both standing here, and maybe I’ve gotten everything wrong,” His brows are knit together further than before, hoping he could convey the emotions he had been feeling. “But for me, it’s real, Y/N.” 

Your eyes shut and you fight the tears. You’re not sure if you’re crying because you’re happy that your feelings are reciprocated or if they’re from feeling so frustrated that Jisung just doesn’t understand why you two shouldn’t be having these feelings.  

“What don’t you get?!” You raise your voice just slightly. You want to run, you want to hide, both of which are easier than what you’re doing, confronting your feelings head on. 

Jisung sighs in frustration. He brings both of his hands to cup your face gently. He cranes his neck downward, placing his forehead against yours. “I don’t get why you can’t look at me. I don’t get why you’re dancing around the obvious attraction. I don’t get why –”

You jerk your head away, a bold action, and the words that come out of your mouth sting even yourself. “Jisung, you don’t want me. I’m fucked up.” Here the tears fall freely. You’re self sabotaging, you know it, but you have to try and push him away. He has to know. “I’m broken,” Your voice lowers and it’s a struggle for Jisung to hear you over the waves crashing around you both. “I’m not something you can fix.” 

Jisung just scoffs at your feeble attempt to dissuade him. “You think I’m not broken?” 

You stay quiet. It wasn’t fair of you to assume he didn't have his own problems and struggles.

Jisung strokes your hair, pushing a stray lock behind your ear. You lean into his touch, turning your head back towards him. He was so gentle to you, always so patient. It made all this so hard. "I’m not trying to fix you, Y/N. I’m not asking you to be perfect or even okay everyday. I’m just asking you to give us a shot. Why can’t we just try?” 

You abruptly open your eyes. You scowl at him with a tear stained, but your hands over his are gentle. Your face and your words mean to push him away, but everything else in your being wants to pull him in.  “Because – Because in one week, I will be back home, Jisung.”

Jisung closes his lids half way and he stares at your lips. “So why…” His voice trails off and he places his lips on your cheek bone. “Are we,” Another kiss on your cheek. “Wasting,” A kiss at the corner of your lips. “Our time?” 

He pulls back and looks you in the eyes. You’re still glaring, but he searches for any single sign that you wanted this too. 

The sign you give him is more than just a look. 

You close your eyes and plant the tips of your toes in the sand as you lean up to cover your lips with his. Your hands travel upwards from his chest to snake around his neck, pulling him closer. 

You want him. You need him. 

You were so stupid for trying to deny this.

Jisung’s left hand leaves your face to steady you, sliding down your frame onto your hip. He brings you closer, sharing that need and want you feel. His nails dig into your hip as you pull him closer. He pulls his lips away from yours, peppering your jawline with kisses. 

Neither you nor Jisung know how you got back into your hotel room. It was a blur. You ran and grabbed your clothes and covered yourself with the blanket while Jisung hurriedly put on his pants and belt and his hoodie. 

There wasn’t a moment you lost physical contact. At street corners, he held you against him. In the elevator, he leaned against the wall, you between his legs as he tenderly kissed and nipped at your lips. 

“What happens when I go back home?” You whispered. 

“We’ll worry about that when we get there.” He reassured you. 

He has you pressed against your hotel room door, face buried in the crook of your neck when your hands roam his body to look for the key to the door. 

“Key,” You manage out while he continues to suck at the tender area where your neck and shoulder meet.  Jisung reaches into the back pocket of his jeans and hands his wallet to you. 

You laugh at his inability to do it himself and take his wallet, finding the hotel room key. You turn around to slide the door key into the reader and Jisung once again holds you flush against him. 

His arousal is extremely evident and you can’t open the door quicker. 

Through the door, you toss your clothes aside and the blanket drops from your body. You work quickly to take Jisung’s hoodie back off before he crouches low to lift you easily by your thighs. Your lips latch hungrily onto his, battling for dominance within the kiss. Each suck, each bite, you return, even as your back hits the plush mattress. 

Jisung litters your face with kisses, trailing down your neck and collarbone. His hand squeezes at your left breast as his mouth takes in your right before he leaves both to continue his kisses down your stomach. He places himself between your legs, kneeling on the floor. He tosses one leg of yours over his shoulder and kisses your wet pussy over your underwear. 

You whimper in response and your hands automatically find his head. You want to keep him there until the knot in your abdomen comes undone. It’s like he knows what you’re thinking when he hooks your panties in one of his fingers and moves them to the side, flattening his tongue against your wet heat. 

You let out a quivery exhale through your lips, tugging at Jisung’s damp hair. 

Jisung closes his eyes and focuses his attention on your clit, sucking the hardened nub and pinning your hips down when you attempt to buck up at him. Your hold on his hair is so tight that when he momentarily takes himself off of you, his head tilts backwards. At that moment, he looks at your face and notices your tightly closed eyes. 

Your eyes flutter open to see him staring at you. The blush on your face deepens the longer he’s hovering over you, just admiring your face and your reactions. Jisung climbs on top of you, placing a kiss on your forehead. That alone sends shivers down your spine. 

There’s a moment between the two of you, no words spoken. Just a look exchanged that is worth more than words can express. You lean up and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss. He kisses you back with just as much passion and when you pull away, you’re both breathless. HIs hand cradles your jaw and neck gently, thumb running across your swollen pink lips. On instinct, you bite your bottom lip and Jisung smiles in return. 

He leans back on his knees on the bed, tugging your panties off in the process. Jisung steps off the bed, aiming to grab a condom, but you sit up and grab his wrist firmly, tugging him back towards you. You look up at him on your knees and slowly shake your head. 

Jisung raises a brow, not quite fully understanding, but when your fingers glide over the buckle of his belt, undoing it followed by his zipper, he can’t help but to watch you through half lidded eyes. 

His pants drop to the floor with the clang of his belt. You lay back down, head on the bed’s pillow. Jisung crawls after you like a moth attracted to a flame. Jisung dips his head down to place another kiss against your lips. 

You reach a hand between your bodies and grasp at his hard length, catching Jisung by surprise. He inhales sharply through his nose, body tensing over you. You smile coyly and stroke him once, twice, and the way his face contorts: eyes shut tightly, brows knit together, his lips slightly parted; you understand just why Jisung likes to watch you. 

You can feel him growing harder in your palm, vein throbbing against your thumb. He buries his head in your neck, his forearms on either side of you bearing most of his weight. “Fuck,” He chokes out, hot breath against your shoulder. 

“Me?” You ask with a playful tone. 

Jisung chuckles and pulls himself back up to take a look at you. “Please.”

You let go of his hard and swollen cock  as he positions himself between your legs, thighs coated with your arousal. He runs the tip against your folds and you tremble with anticipation while he steels himself for what’s to come. He presses his hips forward, the head of his dick pushes past your folds and into the warmth of your pussy. 

The feeling is so euphoric. You can feel him enter you, stretching you out with every inch he pushes deeper. His breath is shaky against your lips, his face right above yours as the both of you watch each other’s expressions of pure ecstasy. 

“Fuck,” you hiss when he bottoms out. 

Jisung reaches for your open palm by your head and you’re quick to interlock your fingers together. “Good girl,” He whispers. You squeeze his hand, signaling for him to move. He does, moving his hips back and forth slowly against you. Your eyes roll back, the feeling almost too much to handle. You can’t believe how good it feels. The pace he sets is steady, thrusts deep, your chest bouncing with the rhythm of his hips. “So good, so pretty,” He says between grunts.

He’s determined to hear you moan and you’re determined to keep quiet. He pulls his hips back and thrusts into you hard and deep. Deep enough that it causes your mouth to drop open. The next thrust makes you moan. Every thrust after that is backed with a sense of purpose: to make you moan over and over again. 

Your breathing is erratic now, your chest heaving up and down visibly. You lock your ankles around Jisung’s waist, pulling him closer. You need him closer. He pulls out of you and tears prick at your eyes. “Ji, why?” 

A chuckle rumbles from his chest.

You pout at him  and you bet you look real pathetic, eyes watery from just the lack of him inside you, but Jisung doesn’t see that at all; you’re beautiful. He turns you on your side and positions himself behind you and slips back in. “Ooo,” You say through grit teeth, enjoying the new angle.

His arms wrap tightly around you, pulling you close to his body. The new position was intimate, especially with your back pressed against his chest, one of his hands tenderly at your neck. His hips snap into you over and over again and your mouth hangs open. Jisung takes the opportunity to place his two fingers into your mouth, just testing the waters there. Immediately, you close your lips and suck on his digits. 

You’re not sure why – you were never this adventurous with your past partners –, but that specific action coupled with the new deeper angle made your walls squeeze around him. He takes his fingers out of your mouth with a pop, rocking into you faster. 

“Jisung,” His name spills from your mouth and your head rolls back against him, grabbing onto his arm across your torso. 

He knows you're close. He can tell. 

Jisung unwraps an arm from around you and hoists your leg up high in the ditch of his elbow, spreading you open wider. 

“Ji– Fuck. ” You curse, so close to unraveling. 

“That’s my girl,” By this point, he’s picked up on how you subconsciously squeeze around him whenever he praises you, “Come with me, baby. Just a little more.” 

You fight the urge to shut your eyes and he tugs at the back of your hair to angle your head towards him. You look behind you to him from the corner of your eyes. Jisung nods, his expression an exact mirror of your own. 

Hair messy. Eyes glazed over in neediness and pleasure. Lips dry and swollen from kisses and open mouth panting. 

The next words that come out of your mouth surprise Jisung, “Cum in me.” 

“Are you sure?” “Ye–” 

He pulls out almost all the way and thrusts – no, pounds into you. He does this over and over again until he’s close, you’re trying your best to hold out for him. With one final thrust, you see stars, body feeling like it's floating as he finishes inside of you, warm cum painting your walls. 

Jisung stays sheathed inside of you while the room is filled with heavy panting, the both of you trying to catch your breath. Jisung places a tender kiss against your shoulder. You look back at him and offer him a sleepy smile. “Jisung, you can stop sleeping on the floor.”

He laughs behind you and pulls you close against him, draping his arms around your waist. 

When you wake up, you find yourself covered in the white hotel sheets, the sun coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warm against your skin. The heat rises to your face when you recall last night. A huge smile finds its way onto your lips even recalling the 'request' you asked of him. Good thing your best friend convinced you to go on the pill three years ago.

You look around, trying to find where Jisung went off to. It takes you a moment for your eyes to adjust, but when you do, you find Jisung out on the balcony. 

You reach for your phone on the floor and snap a picture, wanting to remember the man you met in Korea forever. Scrolling through the apps on your phone, you bite on your lower lip in hesitation but decide to post it anyway. 

ending author’s notes: Here's that huge step I was talking about last ending a/n. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

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[m-to-z-andbackto-m]

Bitty Dust Headcanon Time!!! I didn't do a good job at deciphering the lil' bugger-

Bitty!Killer HeadCanons

Bitty!Cross HeadCanons

I feel that he's. Awful at social interaction (at least at first) so he's a great choice if you're out of the house a lot!

Actually don't leave him alone-alone for too long, I feel like he has attachment issues so at first he'd be okay with alone time... apart from being emotionally unstable-

Once he warms up to you he'll probably stick around more and you'll probably start to understand what he likes and stuff, despite his lack of verbal responses

He probably doesn't like his face touched? I personally don't go with a no face Dust but I adore the idea/look so if you do, he probably doesn't want you touching his head

Maybe he'll let you pat it gently as long as you don't tug his hood off, you'll have to gain his trust first though, you can hold his itty bitty hands instead 🥺

Don't touch his scarf, if it needs cleaning he'll do it, probably in the shower or something

Most compatible with a well tended to Horror, maybe he'd be on edge with a Papy bitty so I wouldn't advise that pair up, unless you throw in a Horror!Paps, the difference is enough and similarities still comfortable, plus Horror would love his baby brother to be around and Dust could feel like this is his personal second chance (Like how Geno vibes with Papy!), though he won't say it

Edit: I think he'd be okay with Geno too actually, I don't see enough positive interaction between them D:

He'll probably vibe with Cross too but don't expect much interaction between them, again, good bitty choices if you're out of the house a lot!

If you want, you can try to pair/group him up with a Blue, he's tolerable, but make sure he doesn't overwhelm the tired man

You know these headcanons are if they potentially had their pasts played out, but if you don't wanna think they have backgrounds as bitties that's up to you

I think he'd like soft things (likes being wrapped in them for a sense of safety and support) and hate dirty places like the back of the microwave where Killer would venture into lol, only because the dirt and grime reminds him of bad stuff

Ketchup. He might want it spiked though, still, don't let him develop an addiction/habit-

I keep thinking it'd be cute if he hugs your hand/finger(s) (depending on the size you're imagining)

Probably watches TV and sleeps a lot, sluggish due to bad mental health/low motivation and poor quality sleep, this can be improved overtime if you emotionally bond with him and help him work out confronting his feelings which he tends to invalidate in his mind, he just needs some kindness guys

He's low maintenance, but he also forgets to take care of himself sometimes, you gotta make sure he's not stinky and hungry, actually, if you pair him up with a Horror bitty, he'll make sure Dust doesn't starve because that's just his moral compass y'know

Also he probably prefers hoodies and won't wear anything new/unfamiliar, especially if it makes him feel exposed

If you do get him to do more than just lay around sulking, maybe he obsesses over routines to feel a sense of predictability and has terrible paranoia, especially of unknown humans, bitty or not

Sensitive to change and may cause panic so tell him what will happen and when

For a small example, don't scoop him up without asking or warning him first

If you'll get home late, leave him a voicemail on the home phone so he's less anxious waiting

And don't invite people over or adopt new bitties without him being prepared for a new variable in the house, this might cause him to distaste the new person and be avoidant

Definitely not outgoing at all, but maybe a couple of times he'll accept some time outside the house

He'll want to protect you depending on how well you've bonded <3

[xf-cases-solved]

S1E16: Young at Heart

Case: When Mulder was an itty-bitty baby agent, he helped capture and convict serial killer John Barnett, however, in the process of capturing him, he inadvertently got a fellow agent killed by being too "by the book." This haunts him deeply in his soul, it was a defining moment for him in his career, and we only ever hear about it in this episode. Barnett was pissed that Mulder put him away, and during their last exchange, he made the heinous and not at all silly threat of, "I'm gonna get you." Unfortunately for Barnett, he died in prison and never got his chance for revenge.

Lol jk! That's just what he wanted you to think! Turns out he's alive and well, and out to "get" Mulder, just like he promised. But if that's true, why was he listed as dead? Why is his handwriting suddenly strange and mb a little lizard like? What does this plot have to do with fringe experimental science conducted illegally on children with a rare disease? Well, that's for our duo to find out! Or not find out. Oftentimes they don't find out. It'll be a fun surprise!

Does someone die in the cold open: The opposite actually. Someone you think is dead is actually, dun dun, alive!

Does Mulder present a slideshow: No. Mulder spends most of the episode lamenting the fact that an agent got killed because of him in the initial Barnett case. The agent had a wife and kids, did you know that? I know it, because Mulder kept fucking saying it.

Does the evidence survive the investigation: Uhhhh. I'm gonna say yes, except the person who knows where it is was shot to death.

Whodunit: There wasn't really a case so much as a "prove Barnett is alive and catch him" situation, so in that respect, Barnett is the whodunit bc he's the one who escaped. In terms of all the weird medical experimentation stuff? That was Dr. Ridley. I watched this a couple days ago and have forgotten what happens to Dr. Ridley. I think he dies tho, or was in the process of dying? Something like that.

Convictions: Zip, Barnett went to serial killer hell.

Did they solve it: Since they technically did find and capture/kill Barnett, and that was the main goal, I will say yes. Also, Barnett's gross salamander hand is enough evidence to make their reports sound more valid if they wanna talk about the science stuff, much to the chagrin of the higher ups, I'm sure.

[how do i determine if a case is solved? check the scale here: x]

THIS EPISODE IS SPONSORED BY: Salamander hand prosthetics.

Um.

Uhhh. M-m... M-maybe just... Maybe just use a hook.

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General Total Stats:

(green means stat has changed since last ep; red means new stat added to list)

Total Cases *Definitively* Solved So Far: 8

Total Number of "Mulder/Scully, It's Me" Phone Calls: 1

Total Number of Times Scully Has Conveniently Not Seen Something Crucial: 4

Total Number of Times Mulder Has Been in Mortal Danger: 5 (saying no bc imo Barnett was more about making Mulder watch people he cared about die rather than just killing him outright)

Total Number of Times Scully Has Been in Mortal Danger: 6 (Scully, on the other hand, did genuinely almost die lol)

Total Number of Sexually Charged, Uncomfortably intimate, and/or Flirty Moments Between Friendly Coworkers: 8 (nah, tho Mulder did give her a cute lil wink and thumbs up when they were using her as bait. also, my favorite scene in the episode was when Scully accidentally outed that she knew about baby Agent Mulder's fuckup, and he just turned around, clasped his hands politely, and tilted his head like "oh really? do go on." that was very funny)

Total Number of Autopsies Scully Has Performed On Screen: 1

Total Number of Times Scully Plays Doctor: 2

Total Number of Times Mulder Talks to an Informant: 6

Total Number of Times People Making Out in a Car Are Hurt or Killed: 2

Total Number of Nosebleeds: 4

Total Number of Times Mulder Has Tasted/Sniffed/Touched Something Questionable Without Following Proper Safety Procedures: 2

Total Number of Times Someone Says "Trust No One": 1

Total Number of Times Someone Says "I Want to Believe": 2

Total Number of Cigarettes Cigarette Smoking Man Has Smoked: 2

Total Number of Maggie Scully Sightings: 1

Total Number of Alex Krycek Sightings: 0 :(

Total Number of Times I Had to Look Up What State the Episode Takes Place in Even Though I Literally Just Watched It: 4 ½ (it took place mostly in DC, so does it matter if i don't remember if there were any other locations mentioned? surely not)

Total Number of Times I Had to Look at an Episode's Wikipedia Page to Fill This Out Because It Was Fucking Confusing and/or Too Boring for Me to Pay Attention: 3 (i paid enough attention to get the gist, but i needed to clarify a few things that got muddied in the middle. i am. still a little muddy, but no more than what's expected with this show)

[elizabethkitley]

can I just say that I hate South Carolina as a matter of principle (don’t blame me I literally grew up in Connecticut watching uconn wbb since middle school, and my mom then went to uconn and now works there lol) but there is no cuter itty bitty pookie in the wnba than Aliyah Boston. I actually cried when she cried in the NCAA finals. She’s my little pookie bear baby and the sweetest lil gentle giant ever and you can tell she’s so smart and humble and kind. She deserves everything. I was so mad when people were being weird to her earlier this season. I want her and Caitlin to be a dynamic duo supporting each other forever.

i also dislike SC but just like uconn i have an affinity for many of their players once they leave lmaooo...really only aliyah that i have a soft spot for though. she does nothing but play ball, giggle and praise God i have no idea why so many centers/bigs want to come for her...i get so protective when they do bjdvd

she did so good in the off-season with her broadcasting and to see her grow & improve over the course of the season after that slow start is so special. we're so lucky to have her & caitlin at the same team at once because they're so good already and they've only played together a couple months. in a couple years they're gonna be at their prim, running the league and if we're lucky we'll see at least a decade of that connection between them

[hamstermastersamster]

Played the new FFXVI Rising Tide DLC and I've finished it all EXCEPT Kairos Gate which enhhhhhhh I dunno. I got halfway through it on my first try and then that bloody bird!hag wiped the floor with me after all the prior fights were super easy.

I might give it another couple of goes since each round is not actually that long, but my patience for game mechanics that waste my time by making me repeat tedious content over and over is limited these days. That's not difficulty - it's just a boring endurance test >:[

As to the rest of the DLC, I wasn't expecting much from it after Echoes of the Fallen so it was more enjoyable than I thought. Just more of the same with a bit of new map to explore and an entire village full of geordies. Really liked the 'Cascade' tune, final phase of the Leviathan fight, very nice.

FIGHT THE BABY LMAO

Ifrit is such a itty bitty smol kaiju, it makes me laugh. Like, I know compared to people he is massive but compared to the OTHER Eikons he is a teeny lil' guy.

Anyway FO4 NEXT GEN UPGRADE IN 2 DAYS!!!

[sorceressofbones]

Undertale: Bittybones Still Publishing Fics - Fic Rec

Hi! ^.^

You've reached my Bittybones Still Publishing Fics Fic Rec, yay! Now scroll down and see if there's anything that tickles your fancy 😊

Happy reading!

[Last Updated: 2023/01/26]

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Don't pursue happiness, create it!

Author: CuddlyQuiche

Chapters: 11/??

Words: 60384

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Bit-ter Memories

Stuck in an abusive relationship that you don't even recognise being as such. Your boyfriend tries to make it up by letting you get a pet.

He's a train wreck as far as BittyBones go, constantly abused, abandoned and then returned to the store. His fate seemingly decided as the store finally agrees to put down Edgy.

After meeting, the two souls begin to try piecing together their lives together. It's not going to be a smooth journey.

A story about abuse, violence, depression, eventual love and learning to overcome the pain with your Bitty companion.

Author: Tinypeachfox

Chapters: 7/??

Words: 25011

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You had to say, you really hadn't been looking for a job when you first entered the Adoption Center. Yet here you were, up to your knees in bitties. What's the worst that could happen?

Itty-Bitty Bones

Author: EllisDeeBunny

Chapters: 12/??

Words: 19754

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You decide to get a pet. Unfortunately, this pet has a temper.

One Bittybone At A Time

Author: LeenaZenyo

Chapters: 18/??

Words: 44875

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

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Putting Pieces Back Together

You didn't want a bitty. Not after what you've seen. You're absolutely horrified of them, but in a single moment you change your mind.

You want to protect them, you always have.

And this time, you're going to.

Life of a Reader who adopts Cherry.

Author: blueberry_skelebros

Chapters: 11/??

Words: 9582

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A lonely girl with anxiety adopts an Edgy with a dark past. It starts out a little rocky, but it's all about putting the pieces back together.

Inheritance

Author: LaniLemons

Chapters: 14/??

Words: 20771

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Always In Threes

You received a letter a couple of months back that you are the heir to your great aunt's estate and fortune.

All her belongings have been willed to you including her bitty?

Author: ToGiveARaccoonAGender

Chapters: 13/??

Words: 32447

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This is a Terrible Idea

You are a witch in a small town, living well off the beaten path. You make ends meet by selling protection charms, but things are amiss. You are lonely, but that changes when a small, injured Bitty shows up on your doorstep.

Having just lost your beloved pet and familiar, you find yourself latching onto this small, affectionate creature.

Just remember that life-changing events Always come in threes.

Author: SansyFresh

Chapters: 9/??

Words: 7827

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If You Give a Bittybones a Cookie

You're told by your psychiatrist that you have two choices.

Either move in with someone, or get a Bitty. Guess which one you choose?

Author: echo_flowers

Chapters: 12/??

Words: 26094

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Just A Little Offbeat

Rumor has it that the house on the hill is haunted. Strange things always seem to happen when someone new moves in. No one ever lives in the house long. Then you came along...

Moving is just the fresh start that you need. You finally escaped your overbearing datemate, quit your dead-end job, and found a place of your own. Sure, the old house is rundown and looks a little creepy but with a little patience and elbow grease, you can turn this old fixer-upper into a real home. No matter what those silly rumors said.

Wait... You didn't leave your phone there when you put it down...

Did you?

Author: Kharons_End

Chapters: 54/??

Words: 152250

Ship: Baby Blue Bitty (Underswap Sans) + Lil Bro Bitty (Underswap Papyrus) x Reader

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

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Stowaway Bitty

You didn't expect life to throw you a bone, but here they were: two tiny Bitties that wrecked your heart and filled your home. Sure, your tiny city apartment didn't have the fancy stuff that others had, but you've always gotten by.

And it was a lot better than what they were used to.

Author: HistoricallyDragon

Chapters: 112/175

Words: 202969

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When Fate gives you Skeletons

Recently divorced and too proud to tell anyone how bad she's really doing, the last thing Jennifer wants is a Bitty.

Luckily, she doesn't get a vote.

Author: Lacey5296

Chapters: 16/??

Words: 33213

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Lulu was never one to really believe in fate. Yet, when fate puts a life changing situation in your lap, literally, then some suspension of belief is called for.

Whippersnappers and Old Folks

Author: freshywritescrap (freshiewrites), SansyFresh

Chapters: 5/??

Words: 4338

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Family is where the Love is!

Sansy and Edgy have lived long, full lives. Unfortunately, they have lived for the past few months in an adoption center, and much like with actual pets... no one wants senior companions.

You're here to change that though.

Author: basurtoj15

Chapters: 11/??

Words: 33459

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You didn't want any pets, you didn't need any either. You were perfectly content with your life. Your twin brothers however were not. They wanted the newest and greatest craze to ever hit the media: Bitties. Out of respect for your parents and to make your brothers shut up, you took them to the store to get some. What you found there would affect you and your family for the rest of your lives...let the chaos begin.

Skeleton's Small Problems

Author: Possible_Heart

Chapters: 10/??

Words: 17020

Ship: UT Sans + UT Papyrus + UF Sans + UF Papyrus + US Sans + US Papyrus x Bitty Reader

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Your life was a shit show, to put it simply. Especially since your species was big enough to fit in a palm, and happened to be glorified pets. Mishap after mishap, mistake after mistake, you were convinced that the world was all bad. People and monsters alike, all had the capability to wrong others. After all, that's all they had done, how were you to know that any could be different? Well, when six skeletons move into the house you inhabitied, you reacted accordingly. Chase out the intruders, one way or another. They would only hurt you in the end, right?

Roadside Knights

Author: Sephypsycologist

Chapters: 3/??

Words: 7823

Summary:

A box full of ragged bitties makes all the difference in your life

Keeping Promises

Author: Sephypsycologist

Chapters: 2/??

Words: 6439

Ship:  Giggles Bitty (Horrorfell Sans) x Reader

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You adopt four Horror type bitties, and this is your life with them.

Real Treasure

Author: Sephypsycologist

Chapters: 5/6

Words: 8189

Ship: Hammer Mer Bitty (UF Sans) + Fisher Mer Bitty (HT Sans) x Reader

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You adopt two mer-bitties and life is...complicated.

Civil Serpents

Author: Sephypsycologist

Chapters: 5/??

Words: 9886

Ship: Burma Naga Bitty (FSR Papyrus) + Caesar Naga Bitty (FSR Sans) + Rain Viper Naga Bitty (SFP Papyrus) + Milksnake Naga Bitty (SFP Sans) x Reader

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When a human gets involved with four bitties, will they be able to convince them everything is okay?

A Bit of Grace

Author: Brishton

Chapters: 2/??

Words: 10106

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A Thorny Situation

For the past several years, Edge has been in quite the depressive state. Growing increasingly desperate, his brothers drag him along to the local bitty center to find a new friend to bring back that skeletal grin of his. Maybe, just maybe, a tiny bitty human will be the solution they've been looking for.

Edge has his doubts.

Author: CrabbyMaiden

Chapters: 12/??

Words: 12000

Ship: UF Sans x Reader

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A Bond Forged in Steel

You were the proud friend of a Thorny: a grumpy, bastard of a flower bitty that hated literally everything but his 'bestie'.

He was the proud owner of a Cherry: an anxious, but bitey skeleton bitty that acted a hell of a lot tougher than he actually was.

Oh... This was going to go swimmingly.

Author: AwfulLawful

Chapters: 8/??

Words: 35908

Ship: Original Character x Original Character

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As a snowstorm moves in, a street Bitty struggles to free himself from his steel prison before any Humans find him. All he wanted was some mustard seeds from the spice rack by the window - he never would have guessed he'd end up fighting for his life if he fell off the sill.

Backyard Box Bitty

Author: Dale (Bouncyballblue)

Chapters: 12/??

Words: 23522

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There's something in your backyard.

Nightmare and Patience

Author: SoothingEpione

Chapters: 48/??

Words: 327839

Ship: Nightmare Gang x Original Character

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Notes: The fic itself isn't about bitties BUT THERE IS a bitty in the story, so yeah I'm putting it here ^3^

Nightmare and his gang encounter a mage and decide you know what? Their castle could use a decent maid. Yet, as in any fanfic under the sun, there's a twist, and there's something more to this mage--who requires Nightmare's special brand of magic to stay sane. Diana is soon saddled with five skeletons who seem more intent on annoying her to death than anything, and despite all rationale, finds herself drawn to their dark leader for reasons beyond even her comprehension. Too bad it seems like everyone in the Multiverse seems hellbent on getting between her and Nightmare.

Started out as a reason to write Nightmare porn and ended up having an actual plot. Lord help us.

[evansbby]

Your latest POYT drabble with Steve teaching omega how to video game 🥰 Bestie I loved it!!! It was so cute and I loved how it developed into saucier territory with Steve being Steve 😏

At first I thought ‘awww Steve wants to spend some time with his omega, how wholesome and sweet 🥰’ … when will I learn, bestie? When will I learn? Every time this horndog appears to be genuinely kind with seemingly no ulterior motive, minutes later he’s speaking and acting with his dick 😳😏

No pls, not Steve sending omega into battle with no weapons, no armour, just an itty bitty bikini 😭😂 No wonder her character gets annihilated in the video game within a few seconds 🥺 Those enemy gamers are so rude OMG how dare they harm lil sweet omega’s character, hmph 😤 But also Steve’s fault since he sent her out there basically bare - his plan all along mwahahaha because he gets to strip his baby down 😳😏

Aaahh I just love that these drabbles of our fave couple in everyday college student situations give us insights into them together and them as individuals 😍

P.S. Bestie I promise I like and reblog every fic I send you an ask about - idk why but I feel shy commenting in the reblogs so I just send anon asks gushing about how your fics made me feel, teehee ☺️

- 💙

Bahahahaha it only took Steve a few minutes to start acting like his horndog fuckboy self, didn’t it? I wonder how many others thought he was just being uncharacteristically sweet hehe 😈

Although I have to admit, I think deep down Steve did wanna spend time with his omega, and he was having fun teaching her about the game and having her sit on his lap while he explained stuff to her😩 like yes, his end goal was to have sex and to embarrass her, but for a while… I think he was having fun just having her there😌

Also lmao the bikini💀 didn’t even give omega a fair fighting chance😩 oh well, at least he fucked her good on the couch afterwards😌

AND BESTIE OMG😭 don’t even worry! You are so cherished and appreciated by me, you have no idea! Like how you go out of your way to tell me your thoughts in these beautiful reviews, it’s amazing! I will always be appreciative of you!!! You don’t have to reassure me of anything haha💕✨

[lizandbo]

hi:)

could i request a scenario with mha boys where the reader is midsize and she is a foodie. she like cooking in the dorm kitchen, but her bf notices her not cooking as much and feeling self-conscious. srry if it sounds stupid :) <3

OML NO IT DOEST SOUND STUPID I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AHHHH

thankyou for requesting<333 i literally squealed when someone actually requested something :,) sorry if its long tho lol

Masterlist

if you wanna request other things go ahead!

katsuki

Since you like to cook and katsu is good at cooking, yall can have lil dinner dates yk?

anyways yeah katsuki doesnt care if you eat like 6-8 times a day n make a lot of food

whatever makes you happy and comfy is what he wants for you

Usually you make food for the two of you in the afternoons, a mini date(?)

he spots you in the dorm kitchen and makes his way over to you; snaking his arms around your plush waist, putting his head on your neck

Katsu observes the food that your stirring rn and goes:

“Are you making a plate for yourself y/n?”

“Yeah..?”

“Why’s it such a small damn batch then?”

“Im just… I guess im not that hungry today”

“Damn nitwit you think I dont notice? yesterday you only ate itty bitty snack. now today your portion of the food is rat sized shit”

he left the silence for you to answer, which you didnt really wanna answer since katsuki would quite literally explode if you told him the truth

“Theres nothing to worry about i just kinda got off tack the last two days ig”

“…fine”

the next couple days hasnt been any better

he saw you scrolling through tumblr, but around this time you were eating or at least both at the same time

“y/n stop fucking with me”

you: 😀❓

“tf do you mean”

“Im not blind y/n you stopped eating, this isnt like you”

he was practically towering over you while you were sitting on the bed

Kat stared in the middle of your gorgeous soul

“speak damnit..”

“… do you like me this way?”

“What?”

“Like.. big? and i know eating all the time wont help either”

“This is the most dumbassery I've ever encountered in my whole life, it doesnt matter to me if you are bigger than most people. the only damn thing that matters is the person who you are in the inside… im not tryna be sappy damnit”

katsu crossed his arms “now, were going to eat your f/f whether you like it or not” he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the kitchen to have a lil dinner/ cooking date

throughout the dinner/cooking date he said lil reassuring words to you to help out your insecurity

kirishima

^ this is basically how he acts after sparring

Kiri hugs you from the back placing gentle kisses on your neck, going up down n across the nape

the gesture tickles you a bit, scrunching your shoulders up a bit

he squeezes you, loving the way that your whole body feels like a pillow

“How about we go out and eat today?”

“But its really expensive, i can just make something quick for you”

Kiri squishes you even more and basically hops on the couch with you still in his arms “but we can get all the food that we want tho!”

All you wanted to do is just run away, laser all the fat off and just be done with it and feel like a ‘normal’ person, without feeling like your being judged all the time

“Yeahh but we can also eat something… more healthy”

“but you always love to eat with me! whats wrong?”

“Idk i just dont feel like it today”

“Its ok, somedays are just like that”

he kisses you quickly and yall stay and cuddle there for a bit

eventually you guys pick up some snacks together

even just picking out something or mentioning food just makes you go uneasy and eiji notices

for the whole week you havent been doing your normal cooking, just simple quick snacks after school and avoiding eating out

kiri realizes he has to do something bout this

“hey baby?”

you were sitting at the table, scribblin things down

“did you eat today?”

“Yeah i ate some cereal and thats about it”

😐 “baby no you gotta eat more, why dont you cook for us!”

you continued scribbling

“But i dont need to eat more do you even know what i look like??”

“Yes i do and its a wonderful sight”

“Eijiro no”

“Eijiro yes!”

“wtf is wrong with you kiri”

“I look like a bloated walrus or a whale about to explode”

“No you do not look”

he squat down to your tummy, lifted the fabric that was covering it kissed it a bunch of times n nuzzling and everything

your cheeks got heated really fast by the action

he looked up to you “see? you got nothing to be ashamed of, its a really nice pillow” he went to your chest and nuzzled that too “and heres your really sweet personality”

he hugs you really tightly and kisses at the crown of your head and his hands goes to your cheeks and squishing them too

“your so cute, you know that?”

“Shush”

yall ended up cooking together, mostly you tho

“Your like a wizard in the kitchen!”

“And your the goblin that never learned how to cook”

“Damn y/n ig someones grouchy”

after yall are done making the food he spoonfed you, making sure that you felt loved and understood

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 299: No Chains Left

Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi was all “and then AFO broke out all of the inmates from six other prisons and took a nap. well anyways, here’s the hospital angst.” Kacchan woke up two days later and was all, “WAIT BUT HOW ARE DEKU AND TODOROKI AND ALL OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS EXCEPT IIDA DOING” and then we cut to Shouto’s room where the other U.A. kids were sitting around being Mutually Traumatized and giving each other moral support and such. Everyone was alll, “...”, and then the rest of the Todofam showed up, INCLUDING POSSIBLY REI?! which, omg. The chapter ended with Kacchan STOMPING THROUGH THE HALLS all “WHADDYA MEAN DEKU HASN’T WOKEN UP YET”, dragging along Satou and Mineta behind him, fueled by the power of ALL OF THE FUCKS HE NOW GIVES. He gives so many fucks now you guys. This boy cares so much he can probably deduct it on his taxes.

Today on BnHA: SPEAKING OF PEOPLE WHO GIVE A LOT OF FUCKS, the story cuts abruptly to Hawks, freshly recovering from his near-death experience, and pondering the threads that have weaved the tapestry of his life and led him to this moment. Basically he grew up in poverty with his Jerk Dad and Jerk Mom until his dad got arrested one day and his mom sent him off to go Find Money Or Something, and so he rescued a busload of people and found himself a new career. Back in the present day, Hawks and Jeanist ride around town in Jeanist’s Jamborghini having awkward encounters with civilians in a country on the brink of social collapse, and visiting Hawks’s mother’s home. Hawks is all “I know from an outsider’s perspective it must look like my life currently sucks, but now that the HPSC is gone, my public image is shot, and my parents are finally out of my life, I’m actually feeling SURPRISINGLY GOOD.” Anyway so he’s gonna go meet up with Endeavor now, and p.s. this chapter was fucking fantastic though, damn.

oh my god?? is this Hawks narration?? something about him growing up watching the heroes on TV and thinking of them as fictional characters

okay I scrolled down a little bit more to see the rest of that “Keigo” panel, and wow

this is basically a shed. poor boy definitely grew up rough. let me tell you guys, I came in here ready for some BakuDeku shenanigans; I was not prepared for Hawks Flashback Angst. I AM HERE FOR IT, but also wow I gotta brace myself now lol

HELLO MISTER HAWKS’S JERK DAD, SIR

BnHA sure does have an array of Jerk Dads, doesn’t it. makes me appreciate characters like Masaru and JirouDad all the more for bucking the trend

anyway. so Horikoshi, you really thought that one itty bitty chapter of hospital catharsis would be enough to calm us all before you went right back to showing us child abuse huh. my god man can we rest

BABY HAWKS

swear to god this kid can’t be more than five or six, and yet he has this completely blank look on his face even with his dad looming over him being all threatening and shit. like he’s shut down his emotions to protect himself. imagine what has to happen to a child for him to have learned this at such a young age. fuck

AND MEANWHILE THIS GUY

don’t mingle with humans?? not “other” humans, just humans?? what is this implying here?? and also holy shit Hawks definitely didn’t inherit his looks from his dad orz

then again he doesn’t really bear much of a resemblance to his strung-out mom here either

omg omg omg. and this child is basically trapped here in this environment with these two people. this explains a SHITLOAD about Hawks’s personality though you guys. his ability to completely separate his real thoughts from the face he presents to the outside world. his pragmatic approach to analyzing and solving problems. his layers of emotional walls. turns out almost none of that came from the HPSC training -- that was all learned hands-on in his own personal do-or-die survival nightmare childhood!! oh, boy

and small wonder then that he latched on to Endeavor so strongly if he really is the one who brought down his dad and inadvertently saved him from this. also, just putting this out there, I know people are always talking about him and Dabi being foils, and I think it’s very interesting how Touya grew up in a household where he saw firsthand the dark side of hero society, and so ended up becoming a villain in order to bring it down. whereas young Keigo had almost the exact opposite experience, growing up experiencing the dark side of villain society and becoming a hero in order to bring about a world where no one else has to experience that. just. both of them are so determined not to become their fathers. some interesting parallels there

so Hawks was sort of an accident after his parents had “thanks for helping me not get caught after I killed that guy” sex, and now this little boy is growing up in squalor and being beaten by his father for things like Sitting In The Wrong Out-Of-The-Way Corner Trying Not To Be A Bother To Anybody. holy fuck. this is so rough to read through you guys

wait so does Jerk Dad have a an eyeball manipulation quirk?? because he doesn’t have the wings like his son, but wth are these things??

this presumably also means that Keigo has never been to school or anything either. he basically doesn’t exist. he thinks heroes are fictional characters, he doesn’t realize that they’re real people. these are people who could help him if he could escape and find them, but he doesn’t know, and they don’t know about him

OH MY GOD HE’S JUST SITTING IN HIS CORNER HUGGLING HIS ENDEAVOR PLUSH OH MY GOD

how could this child possibly have an anti-fandom when he’s done NOTHING WRONG HIS ENTIRE LIFE. huh. just explain that to me. lol I mean I’m not looking to pick a fight with anyone, but also, MAYBE I AM, idk?? this kid has gotten me all riled up lmao

anyways, Protect Keigo 2021, and thank you Horikoshi for these three very terrible pages. I am pleased to inform you that you’ve effectively gotten your point across and you may now commence saving this kid already

YAY

oh no, Keigo’s dumbass jerk dad tried to steal a car and the popo nabbed his ass and now his mom can’t just sit around neglecting her VERY YOUNG SON all day long, oh horrors. sorry lady my tiny violin is on backorder. just imagine that I’m playing a very sarcastic song on it for you

anyway so what are you gonna do now, abandon him? I can hardly imagine he’d be worse off, if anything it might be a near-instant improvement

LMAO HE’S ALL “WAIT WHAT ENDEAVOR’S A REAL FUCKING DUDE?!”

AND THEY SAY THAT A HERO CAN SAVE US~~~~ I’M NOT GONNA STAND HERE AND WAAAAAIT~~~~~ I’LL HOLD ONTO THE WINGS OF THE EAGLES, WATCH AS WE ALL FLY AWAAAAAAY~~~~

lol what a randomly pivotal moment in his young life. TIME TO GO MAKE THESE MEMES INTO DREAMS YOUNG ONE

anyway so his mom freaked out and grabbed him and they wound up at a train station with her TELLING HIM TO GO GET HER SOME MONEY, oh my god. SURE MOM LEMME JUST WALTZ RIGHT ON DOWN TO THE “JOBS FOR FIVE-YEAR-OLDS” STORE AND TELL THEM I NEED SOME CASH. ffff manifesting someone to come help him in 3... 2...

...

SIGH, JUST GO RESCUE THE PEOPLE FROM THE BUS, KEIGO. is this the outfit he was wearing when that happened?? it must be, right?? I can’t imagine them surviving more than a couple days out here unless this starts getting REALLY dark in a way I know that even Horikoshi won’t explore, so yeah. cut to the HPSC now please. never thought we’d be glad to see them. I mean sure, it may be an “out of the frying pan...” case, but good god

THANK YOU!!

and I guess it was his mom’s eyeball quirk then. anyway, whatever, see you again never, hopefully. lol oh man. thaaaat, was upsetting. need to center myself here for a sec. NAMASTE

OH YAY THE PRESENT

so we cut from Baby Hawks Angst straight to Present Day Hawks Angst, huh. not that this exhausted and traumatized lil lad isn’t still a baby to me too, I’ll have you know

BEST JEANIST, ALWAYS WITH THE JOKES

“WHEW, THOUGHT YOU DIED ON ME FOR A SEC THERE KID.” lmao. Caleb will no doubt ruin this by making his word choice all stiffly formal as usual, so I’m just going to treasure this “WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT, I’M FRESH OUT OF FUCKS” version of Jeanist while I can

look at him, driving his Jeanistmobile

again, is it any wonder Kacchan was bitching about Endeavor’s dinky little car when he was used to riding around town in style like this. anyone else staring at this panel trying to figure out how this car is somehow secretly made of jeans

NOOOOO

FUCK YOU DABI LMAO. PUTTING THESE VOICE ACTORS OUT OF A JOB ONE BY ONE

anyway so Jeanist is all “GOOD THING IT’S THE FUTURE AND WE’RE SO GOOD AT MEDICAL SCIENCE” to handwave how Hawks went from one step shy of being a very handsome corpse, to sitting around texting Jeanist in a car all of two days later

OH MY GOD, AND FINALLY AN EXPLANATION FOR THIS

wait a minute. I’m so confused lmfao. soooo, was Hawks all “anyway, here’s Jeanist’s dead body, you can examine it but please don’t look at him too closely and also I’m gonna need that back unharmed.” how tf did you pull that off lmao

(ETA: also isn’t this technically confirmation of the ol’ Noumu Jeanist theory lol. I’m gonna go ahead and say it is.)

NO BUT PLEASE, CONTINUE. I unironically love reading Horikoshi’s overly convoluted “SEE IT’S NOT A PLOT HOLE” explanations

lkldslfk so wait, you’re telling me Hawks convinced Dabi and the League to put Jeanist’s body in storage, and basically just hoped they wouldn’t use him for any experiments until he could put his plan into action and have the HPSC’s people break in and find and revive him?? WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG. A FOOLPROOF PLAN IF I’VE EVER HEARD ONE

fff this man really asked Jeanist to risk it all to prop up his little cover story, and Jeanist was all “sure why not” omfg. anyways, thanks for recapping all of this out loud for no particular reason in your car conversation you two

LMAO NOW WHAT

TROUBLE YOU SAY? GOOD THING THE NEW NUMBER ONE HERO IS ON THE JOB THEN

okay no it’s just some random thugs strolling around terrorizing the downtown. fuck ‘em. so Jeanist is making short work of them now

uh oh

won’t come? not can’t, but won’t?? what???

WOW

well I guess that makes the local heroes A BUNCH OF SHITHEADS now doesn’t it?? jesus

and okay, serious question, if the cops are spread too thin and the heroes have literally walked out on the job, what exactly is stopping everyone from deciding to use their quirks to defend themselves, legal or not? nothing, as far as I can tell. society just got a hell of a lot more chaotic

anyway so this is an interesting panel here

man, Dabi really did pull it off, didn’t he. well anyway so here’s that better world all of the villains were wanting, you guys! isn’t it so great?? everyone’s terrified and angry and losing hope and society is inches away from collapsing into total anarchy! but hey, at least we exposed the number one hero as a hypocrite

anyway so what are these guys up to

fucking hell, he’s visiting his mom. I really wasn’t prepared to commit this much emotional energy towards reading this chapter today. BUT VERY WELL, WE PRESS ON

?? wait she’s not there?

is this supposed to explain how Dabi knew who Hawks really was? except that there’s the little matter of how he even know where to find his mother in the first place. feels like we’re still missing something there, but oh well

OH MY GOD

RHA I TAKE BACK EVERY WORD I EVER SPOKE AGAINST YOU. YOU ARE A SCANLATION GROUP FILLED WITH ANGELS LMAO. I WILL TAKE THIS PANEL IN MY HANDS, AND TREASURE IT AND KEEP IT SAFE

ANYWAY, BECAUSE MY TIRED BIRD SON’S LIFE SUCKED SO MUCH ALREADY, IT TURNS OUT HE’S ACTUALLY PLEASED WITH THIS NEW TURN OF EVENTS LOL HOW ABOUT THAT

GOOD FOR YOU BBY. YOU GO OUT THERE AND BE YOUR OWN PERSON

and in all seriousness, I love that identity he chooses -- chooses, because it actually is him making a choice now, possibly for the very first time in his life -- is “guy who helps people”, though. it really is nothing short of miraculous that he held on to that kind of optimism and desire to do good even with everything he’s been through. there were so many times he could have chosen to turn his back on the world in retaliation for the way it treated him. but he didn’t!! and here he is now, finally free, and what he wants to do with the rest of his life now is simply to help others. anyway please excuse me for a moment, I need to go find some sort of basket or a big vase to put all of my fresh new Hawks Feels in, pardonne-moi

YEAH BOIIIIII

“FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS, MISTER JEANIST, WHERE DID YOU FIND YOUSELF THAT SWEETASS CAR.” hey, all I’m saying is if this boy’s wings really aren’t growing back, he’s gonna need to find himself a new means of transportation y’know?

oh my god you guys it’s a flashback to his mom buying him the Endeavor plushie when he was like two because, and I quote, ALL MIGHT WAS TOO EXPENSIVE

oh my god oh my god. my boy out here with a new lease on life finding hope in the darkest of times

wasn’t your throat supposed to be all fucked up lmao. Horikoshi was suddenly all “oh shit the VAs are gonna be pissed at me if I keep this up huh”

“that’s why Bubaigawara was such a great guy” motherfucker IT IS A TERRIBLE DAY FOR RAIN. FORECAST SAID NOTHING ABOUT THIS

:’)

yes ma’am. yes indeed. confirmed, I really will straight up fight some motherfuckers for this child. well not really, but YOU KEEP YOUR DISCOURSE OFF MY LAWN AND OUT OF MY BLOG YOU HEAR. THIS IS A HAWKS-FRIENDLY SPACE. WE RESPECT TAKAMI KEIGO IN THESE STREETS

and he’s saying (or is he thinking?? what a weirdly shaped speech bubble this is) that even if what Dabi said about the Todoroki household is true, “I’m not sure it’s the same now.” which happens to be ABSOLUTELY CORRECT. man this whole chapter really is all about saying “fuck the past” and moving forward and I am living for it

SON!!!!

“the first step is at my beginning” fklkjlk. what an iconic fucking line??

AND HIS WINGS!!!! THEY ACTUALLY ARE GROWING BACK AHHHHHHH. “PUT A RAINCHECK ON THAT CAR, JEANIST-SAN.” THE HAWKSMOBILE CAN WAIT, RIGHT NOW HE HAS TO GO INSERT HIMSELF BACK INTO THE TODODRAMA WHETHER THEY LIKE IT OR NOT

you guys. I came here ready for some BAKUDEKU HOSPITAL ANGST, and I got DIDDLY SHIT of that, and none of my other kids were even in this chapter, but!!! ASK ME IF I CARE LMAO omg. because bird son is hanging with his new best friend, and he’s out here Finding Himself and picking up the pieces and putting them back together stronger than ever because RESILIENCE HAS A NAME, AND IT’S SPELLED H-A-W-K-S, and you guys. profound, my love for this child. holy shit. hey google, play Silence by Marshmello

[sodamnbored]

Baby Jason Grace

For anybody that’s read The Burning Maze, or that’s into history, you’ll probably know the deal with Caligula. For anybody else:

Basically his real name was Gaius Julius Caesar Augustus Germanicus but he got the nickname Caligula (meaning "little [soldier's] boot") from his father's soldiers during their campaign in Germania. The soldiers had been amused to see him as a two or three year old dressed in a miniature soldier’s uniform including armour and boots (caligae).

So it just made me think about little baby Jason if he made it to camp around that age as well. I think the likelihood is that if he were passed on by the wolves while he was still itty bitty he was probably raised a bit in New Rome and then enlisted in the Legion when he was old enough to, you know, function. But I’m ignoring that in favour of baby legionaire Jason because that idea is cute as hell and I’m obsessed with it.

Imagine little Jason toddling around after his cohort in mini armour and boots, trying to train with them, and learn formations and be a good soldier. You just know he’d have been a favourite among the legion. Who wouldn’t want to babysit that lil cutie during boring drill sessions?

And you know that the Legion would be drilling Roman history into everybody’s heads, so they’d all know the deal with Emperor Little Boot. Course they’ll know he turned out rotten, but I can totally still see someone watching Jason padding after the Legion, tiny chest puffed out, feeling like a proud soldier in formation and affectionately pass the nickname onto him.

Not to mention the similarities:

They were both supposed to be utterly adorable at that age.

They were both (taking liberties with Jason on this but until Rick gives me that Roman prequel I can’t be told I’m wrong) trooping around with soldiers when they were young.

Caligula had been born into the emeperor lineage (although he wasn’t directly in line to become emperor at that age) and was presumed to be destined for high ranking greatness, following in his fathers footsteps. Everybody assumed Jason would go far fast because of his heritage as well.

Also, after Caligula’s father died, after a short spell of living with his mother and a couple of siblings, he was taken from his mother and passed around various guardians until eventually staying with his adoptive grandfather and current emperor, Tiberius - thus putting him more firmly in line to rule. Jason, of course, was also taken from his mother and passed to the care of the wolves until he eventually stayed with The Legion, where he was pretty much on a path to Praetor. So it’s not necessarily a stretch to connect the two.

I think Jason “Little Boot” Grace sounds very sweet. But there’s also a terribly tragic irony to him being likened to Caligula in any way.

But that kind of makes me want it to be canon more...

[jiminrings]

yES vball coach jk pls about their first fight as a couple?? maybe??

mvp: first fight

pairing: jungkook x y/n

wordcount: 3k

glimpse: jungkook is more on the oblivious sLASH insensitive side, y/n’s outlet is hurling volleyballs against the wall, and yoongi just wants to cheer everyone up with his mascot suit :D

notes: another coach koo drabble because i am unhinged <3

read mvp, the piece that started off y/n and koo!! + in which jungkook is extra clingy

you’re rEALLY used to jungkook being affectionate and clingy

no surprise really

he’s practically attached to you by the hip atleast in four out of the seven days in the week

but there’s something

just sOmething different with the way he’s hugging you from behind right now

and the trail of kisses from your shoulder to your jaw is gentle and nOt playful

almost as if he’s done something wrong and he’s making up for it

aha

....... aha ........?

“did you accidentally drop one of my succulents more than a hundred feet down again?”

jungkook doesn’t even tense up at that and you take it as a signal that he didn’t

gOOD because you are running out of lil succulents and jimin’s running out of name ideas for the lil guys

your boyfriend only huffs and frowns because for the last time he did not sabotage mr. prick !!! he was in the balcony holding him out in the sun when a giAnt dove suddenly flew to him and that’s when he panicked

“did you eat jimin’s special pasta and you’re now asking me for immunity?”

“no but thank you for letting me know”

ok that’s it

you break free from his back hug and face jungkook with an inquiring look and he shrinks at the thought of what he’s gonna say next

“then tell me what’s going on, koo.”

“it’s- uhm,” jungkook turns you around again and rests his chin on your shoulder because he’d rather not see your reaction

he knows you’re probably gonna give him the most pleading puppy dog eyes and maybe he’d cave right then and there with nO questions asked

“you know our date by the end of this week?”

“yeah!! oh my god i’m sO excited-“ you immediately gush because actually things have been so busy for the both of you and this is the perfect chance for relieving stress bUt-

“oh.”

“have to drive upstate for this workshop for coaches, baby. it’s something new for us before the season starts and uH well it’s gonna last for three days.,.,.”

three days

that’s cool :D

the season is about to start and so the pressure is on if your team could make this a back-to-back win :D

of course practice is hArd as it should be just so everyone’s on their toes as skilled and as in shape one could be

the heat is SIZZLING in this kitchen

there’s no time for slacking around

frankly, date night fell onto one of the only days that there’s gonna be a break in your team’s schedule :)))

not that it mATTERS or anything like that

you’re also pressured because your comeback after ur iconic injury that was televised made you even mOre highly-anticipated

you’re gonna bREAK one of these days ur very sure of it

“it’s okay, jungkook. it’s out of my reach anyways :))”

uGh what did he do to deserve such a precious understanding thing like you are

you’ve guess you gotten a tad bit better in your acting skills then because your boyfriend doesn’t suspect a single tHing

all ur monitoring and taehyung forcing you to watch and critique him as he practices for his auditions is paying off!!

“tae i think we both know that i’m nOt qualified to give you acting pointers!!”

“which is eXACTLY my point!! that’s why i called up my most clueless and unwilling friend ever!!! because if it’s good enough for a no-brained then it would be the bEST for people with-...”

“ok that was rude :((“

he kissed your cheek as an apology and promised to dine out with you for honey-glazed chicken and sUddenly you’re not plotting to hit tae with a volleyball to the head “accidentally” during practice tomorrow <3

but unlike taehyung, jungkook can’t fix it up with a single kiss to the cheek

you can’t help but feel upset ok it’s in your nature!!

your momentum’s deflated and the little itty bitty hope that you and jungkook can be there for each other is now cRUSHED

“i’ll miss you.”

jungkook’s heart whooshes at the feeling of you hugging him just sO dearly that he’s very tempted to just ditch this

him hugging you back with the same intesity doesn’t make it better because rn you’re mumbling to his chest

“i’ll miss you mORE :((“

ok even jimin’s gonna miss kook

his heart also goes out for you because he knows you’re beyond stressed with your comeback and all that

jimin saw you eating cereal one morning when kook wasn’t by your side because he was over at his oWN apartment

can u believe it,,, jungkook having his own apartment yet mOST of the time he stays over and even eats jimin’s stock of cold marshmallows by the fridge <3

anyways u were eating cereal and then suddenly jimin was practically alerted awake when you mumbled out of nowhere

“do you think i could serve a float as good as this cereal does?”

that was clearly a red flag that you ventured too far out into your spiral of worry because fIRST of all

yeah you do love volleyball of course!!!

but often it’s nice that not every second you spend revolves around it y’know

if your practice is done and your games are over that’s it nO more talking about volleyball pls

you could manage with the occasional praising for each other’s play over meals and rides and all that

but you don’t want anything more because it’s just can we please talk about things other than volleyball PLEASE

at the start you thought it would be difficult because well :D you are living with your best friend that happens to be your assistant coach :D

but surprisingly it was easy!! jimin shared those exact same thoughts and your flow of conversation (that doesn’t include your athleticism nor profession) is endless at this point

even became easier because now your boyfriend is the coach and he’s practically living with you

that startled jimin because you hATE talking about volleyball so early in the morning and especially over breakfast

but here you were...

talking about your damn floats just from looking in too much at your cereal

“hey, it’s okay!! we’ll get you through these three days just fine!!”

jimin hugs you as soon as jungkook takes off because he can’t have you dwelling and moping now can he

you’re just mumbling in defenseless against his chest because you obviOusly can’t do anything about it

you were tempted to pluck out his wallet just so he’d get back for it but jimin was looking at you from across the room

you were at the planning stage and jimin’s aLREADY at the scolding stage

three days!!! just three ridiculously-pressured, nerve-wracking, mind-boggling days!!

how hard could it be??

aha

spoiler alert: it is immensely hard :D

you’re so nervous and jittery to the point yoongi was concerned with how much coffee you drank and that’s coming from hIM

then you told him you drank none and you swear he ceased functioning after that

jimin had to drag you out every twenty minutes because either you were being too gentle or being too harsh that he winces himself when you spike tOO hard

and that could only mean one thing

you’re on spiral number two

which means you are nOw inseparable from volleyball

by day two you were no longer moping about jungkook’s absence and his inherent ability to calm you down

no you are even bArely thinking about him :D

you now breathe speak exhale volleyball

y/n’s monster rage play kept appearing even when you’re just against the players in your own team and now they r getting cranky little by little

they serve and then you sLAM

jimin had to call out a break for you forcibly and even used his official I’m The Coach Don’t Complain voice on you that you hate :((

“now you’re getting TOO much into playing!!”

“i don’t get what you mean, minnie!! i’m perfectly fine!! hey, wanna split the shipping fee? i added these new sports bras and shorts to my cart, you should totally add what you want to my cart so tHAT way i won’t have to pay so much and-...”

okay time-out that’s cLEARLY a time-out for you

you’re now way too much into your thoughts and that calls for a group hug

you just need a distraction, that’s all!!

jimin had to drag you over so that the both of you could go a few floors down to yoongi and tae’s apartment for move night

and there’s them giving you the reigns because well you just wanted to feel like you have control aNd that you’re not completely losing it aha

taehyung gives the best sitting cuddles as he’s at the far-end of the couch and he’s perfectly drooped for you to feel secure

jungkook nORMALLY would be annoyed when tae gets a little too cuddly but aight it’s cool no worries!! he’s just... standing in for a pillow

speaking of jungkook

well to be honest he’s doing good!! yes he does miss you but not to the degree that yOU do because well he’s just oblivious like that

there were some drills that the coaches were the ones that needed to be the players and well :D let’s just say he killed that part tOO good

for the first time after a long time, jungkook took down notes

n o t e s

wow he’s going so far he really is a coach

he also got to reconnect with some of his friend and not to brag but maybe he IS the blueprint for being the player to the coach lol

there was a no-phones rule and he could only call you on his lunch breaks and when he’s about to sleep or when the bathrooms are all empty

“can’t wait to see you tomorrow, koo :((“

“why did you miss mE?? :D”

he’s still as insufferable as ever even when he’s in a different state and you’d have to keep your chuckles down or else jimin’s gonna confiscate your phone

there’s some raining in jungkook’s background and you wonder why it was sO heavy

aha actually kook had to go outside because signal wasn’t exactly the best inside hence the louder patter

not to be that cheesy but talking to him just relieves you of your stress and it makes you pout because okay you’ll see him tOmorrow!!

“more than you know.”

ok

cool

there’s uh

there’s a tiny hitch

well jungkook was supposed to come tonight and well he ISN’T here

you’ve tried calling him and even got yoongi help you out by texting him and jungkook doesn’t even dare to try and ignore his hyung’s texts

now you’re in panic because wHY exactly didn’t he come home??

and there’s all these worst-case scenarios running through your head but that’s when he sends you a text late in the morning that woke you up

“sorry!! the organizers needed me to stay late. i’ll see you tomorrow :))”

that wasn’t exactly right

and uH jungkook wasn’t exactly telling the truth

it’s just a minor white lie he needed to say for you to not worry!!!

uhm so

well it was raining cats and dogs right??

IT WAS FLOODING

and jungkook didn’t want to risk cooky (that’s what he named his car do nOT question him) breaking down with all the water and the pressure so he’s uh

he’s not coming home tonight

lisa noticed his struggle right when they walked out of the complex and she offered generously

“jungkook!! do you wanna sleep over at my place tonight? i live pretty near anyway. i’ll drive you over to your car in the morning!!”

wow

she’s so kind and considerate!!! :D great idea lisa thank u very much

they even had ramen together and watched some netflix, kook just slept in the guest room, woke up, and the next day lisa drove him to his car and that’s it!!

he’s back to you easy-peasy and you gave him the tightest hug ever

that’s where the problem lies though

because jungkook didn’t tell you and you don’t know the truth either

which is why yoongi is in your apartment and has been looking at you for the past five minutes while he’s unmoved on your couch

jungkook was over to their apartment to help taehyung with his PC build and yoongi is here aPPARENTLY to just have some snacks with you

that doesn’t seem to be the case because he’s lost in his thought and is fidgeting and??? he doesn’t normally fidget when you’re making him a grilled cheese sandwich lol

“why did jungkook come home a day later than he was supposed to?”

what now

the workshop was long done by a week now and you’re lost at wHy yoongi is asking this now

“oh! he said the organizers needed him to stay later. you know how jungkook’s a bit famous with them, yoongs”

yoongi flatlines at that because uh

that’s w eird

oh god how is he gonna tell you this

yoongi just pulls out his phone with an all-telling screenshot and he’s preparing himself to deal with whatever reaction you give him

it’s a story, actually

harmless if you think about it

and the username and whom it belongs to is sO familiar

not to mention the more than familiar tattooed hand holding the chopsticks to sink into their bowl of ramen

oh

.... oh

“yoongi?”

that is too soft for your tone

something so chilling that yoongi is hesitant to even answer you

“can you bring in jungkook for me?”

oh my gOd you don’t know how to feel

you’re trying to contain yourself because maybe you’ve just misunderstood the situation

althought it’s too fucking hard for your sake, because as far as you remember, jungkook’s ex-girlfriend ISN’T the organizer for this workshop

was it even a workshop in the first place

jungkook wouldn’t cheat on you!!!

... would he??

you’re practically trembling when you ask yoongi to send you the picture and he attempts to hug you and cradle for a bit but you just stay sTILL

“i didn’t tell you because i didn’t want you to worry about me”

now jungkook is a bit confused when yoongi told him to go back to the apartment, no questions asked

and you’re looking kind of rattled which is why he’s starting to get worried

“jungkook, i’m gonna worry of you regardless!! i can’t stop floods and it’s unavoidable but wHY didn’t you tell me?”

“tell you what?”

god you’re gonna pull your hair out

he’s still playing coy of how he didn’t sleep over at lisa’s and it’s irking you right underneath your skin

“that you slept over at your ex-girlfriend’s house and didn’t even tell me!!”

okay now that’s when jungkook ticks

he doesn’t see the problem with it

“what’s wrong with that?? it was flooding and i knew no one else!! a state of emergency, don’t you think?”

“nO jungkook i get that! but what i can’t get is why you needed to lie to me!! you could’ve told the truth and i would’ve understood better!”

ugh this is just sO pointless

he doesn’t really wanna argue with you right now over something that shouldn’t be argued about in the first place

“you’re overreacting, stop it.”

“oh yeah?? it’s okay with you if i go to a workshop by myself, and sleep over at my ex-boyfriend’s place, and not tell you???”

you’re trying your best to not cry then and there because you so badly want to stand by your point against jungkook

“of course,” he’s even more stubborn than you are and he only kisses his teeth as you ask him

“because unlike you, i’m not controlling!”

oh

oh god

that’s when the line is drawn and you just can’t take it anymore

he’s so fired up that he huffs and walks out of the apartment while slamming the door harshly

...

....

things aren’t really going well

practice is still on even if jimin offered that you take a sick leave after hearing about what happened

you’re not gonna chicken out from practice just because jungkook’s gonna be there

plus it’s not like you haven’t ignored him before at practice

meanwhile jungkook is dYing on the inside because oh god he really screwed up big-time

his apartment is too spacious and too quiet and that just meant him regretting extra

this situation felt all too familiar

jungkook hates himself because he feels like he’s done nothing but to to just give you hurt :(((

it’s him going to the gym much earlier than usual and waiting by the door

it’s him trying to get your attention and you being set on tolerating none of it

he already did that last time

but tHIS time it’s with him as your boyfriend and maybe it hurts a little bit more

he hasn’t slept properly for god knows how long

(( actually it’s been just two days ))

you don’t try to contact him nor even think about him because as per his words, you’re controlling!!!

yoongi tries to assure you as much as you can that you aren’t

he’s the only one that could get to you because well he’s the one that took this up to you

and you avoid getting jimin into this because you feel like he’s tired with all this back and forth of trying to pick you up

oh god you aren’t a burden, right??

right???

pls say right

yoongi is admittedly not the best when it comes to comforting people but he is there and that’s what matters

even brought out the mascot suit to bring out a giggle or two

and he likes you better when you’re happy so he goes ham on trying to do those cartwheels he’s mastered

anything to put a smile on your face

he was about to do the backflip he did when you showcased your rage play and you had to physically stop him because nO i will not risk you getting a concussion just trying to make me happy

you can’t avoid each other for this long

sooner or later you need to talk about what happened and from then on could you do something about it

atleast jimin knows this much

and as hesitant as he is to let jungkook in again, he knows that this is for the better and that you’re both miserable (the other is much much worse and it isn’t you)

which is why jimin let the door open wordlessly before going on the lift to stay over at tae’s and yoongi’s for a few hours

or whenever you need him to come back

because jungkook’s right in front of you and you can’t even look at him in the eye

gOd there’s only so much you can do

“i’m sorry.”

that’s what makes it even worse though

because you’re the one who apologized first and fuck that just makes jungkook wince

he’s whimpering the moment he hears you and he’d be sobbing if only he didn’t desperately want to talk to you

“why are you apologizing when you’re not even the one at fault?”

it’s the added blow because fuck you are tOO good for him and he doesn’t deserve you :(((

“you’re not controlling. i was just being an insensitive boyfriend and a shitty one at that”

jungkook’s knees buckle and he’s kneeling right in front of you and it immediately gets you trying to lift him back up

the sight itself also makes you tear up a bit because you just wanna talk!! you don’t want him kneeling as if you’re a saint and all that :((

“i’ll — we’ll work through this, right?? i can — i can still m-make it up to you, right?”

jungkook’s looking up at you with the biggest and most pleading eyes you’ve ever seen and perhaps he was even scAred to ask the question,,, in fear that he’s only just convincing himself that he could

that makes his lip tremble again because the alternate outcome of your first fight absolutely ending your relationship is enOugh to shatter him to pieces

he’s about to bow his head again but this time you put your hands on his cheeks, making you look up at him as he tries to compose himself

“we’ll work it out.”