#kn sans

[sanjipussyindulgence]

this is their entire dynamic to me

[a-whispering-echo]

I'm enjoying myself:)

[joonebugg]

I have two very different ideas in my head for fanfictions and I desperately need them in my wattpad drafts

[deklo]

not to sound like an american…but do cities in europe have advertisement billboards…..

[banqanas]

Oh and also earlier during momoiro uta gessen before they went on stage, the MC asked if they have any “unfinished/unachieved work” from the past year and Taiki said, “I tried thinking about it, but I don’t think we have any. It was an eventful year for Fantastics we had our arena concert. Even for individual works, we had members appearing on dramas or tv shows and even anime seiyuu work. We’ve did our best.” (not word by word)

Taiki……good job….👍 sasuga fanta’s leader i guess you do have times when you act as leader appropriately wwww

[999moreyears]

I love stress dreams. I miss ashe

[fff777]

The idea of yuta, the man that he is, suddenly coming into the custody of wish makes me chuckle sometimes

[chrissturniolosbitch]

Dark Confessions

warnings- SMUTTY SMUT!!!, jerking off, sexual thoughts, swearing. idk what else.

summary- chris and y/n both have feeling for each other, but wont confess, untill y/n catches chris touching himself to the thought of her.

a/n- i wish this was real, i actually think my obsession is getting out of hand...

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Chris and i have always been close. As much as i loved the other two there was something about chris that just gravitated me twards him.

The only bad thing is that i started having feelings for chris the past summer.

His eyes, his hair, the way he sqeezes his eyes shut when he laugh, his lips, his teeth, his hands, and how slender his fingers were.

The way his body looked, and how perfect his smile was. The way he would tease me, but always knew how to comfort me.

I always wonder the things he would do to me if he knew how much i truly loved him.

How his fingers would feel on me, or the way his body would feel touching me skin to skin.

Or how his dick would feel twitching inside of me.

what if he doesnt feel the same?

what if he thinks im weird?

what if he stops being my friend?

fuck it.

I got up from the couch, and started walking downstairs too chris' room, turing the lights, and TV off on my way.

I stopped infront of his door before knocking, "hey chris can i come in?" I wisper, yelled.

no response?

i was about to knock again when suddenly i heard soft wimpers coming from his room.

Is he okay?

Is he hurt, should i help him?

I cracked open the door to see what was wrong when suddenly my body froze in place.

Christopher Sturniolo.

His hand squeezed beautifully over his dick, and his damp hair stuck perfectly on his forehead.

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(Chris' POV)

y/n my bestfriend for God knows how long, the most beautiful girl ive ever layed eyes on.

The way her hips swayed when she danced, the way he lipgloss stuck perfectly to her lips, and how plump her butt looked in my favorite shorts of hers.

The thought of her made me hard.

should i think this way of my bestfriend?

is this wrong?

but oh how beautiful she was...

I felt my hands favoring over the waistband of my sweats. I lowered them to my ankles, my boxers following.

I squeezed the head of my dick, pumping my palm up and down.

The thought of y/n roaming my mind. The thought of how good she would feel clenching around me, and how bad i needed her.

The thought of her touching me had me whimpering her name.

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(Y/n's POV)

abruptly chris cocked his head twards my direction, looking me dead in my eyes when he threw the covers over his body, "what the fuck are you doing in here? please leave oh my fucking gosh." He said practically yelling at me.

"its okay chris..." i said unaware of my sudden confidence boost, "w-what do you m-mean y/n.. im s-so fucking sorry. I shouldnt have been doing t-that with y-" he was about to finish his sentence when i placed a kiss on his lips.

His eyes went wide as i sat kn the edge of the bed, "Do you think of me everytime you touch yourself?" I said abruptly, "I- y/n please.." Chris said giving me puppy eyes.

"Please what christopher?" i said knowing exactly what he wanted, "please touch me ma"

With a tic of approval i grabbed the covers, and threw them off the bed, looking at chris' throbbing dick that was already leaking loads of precum

I put his tip in my mouth, and immediately started deepthroating him.

He got a fist of my hair, and started moaning my name, "fuck y/n please dont stop" i looked up at chris, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and his mouth slightly agape.

I hummed over his dick in response which must have set him off because within a instant chris jolted his hips up, twitching in my mouth letting ropes off his cum stream down my throat.

He let go of my hair, and i got up starting to strip naked. Chris groaned at the sight of my body.

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(Chris' POV)

The thoughts of y/n, and all my dreams were coming true.

i watched as she stripped naked infront of my face.

The way her boobs sat perfectly on her chest, and he hips.

her. mother. fucking. hips.

She walked over to me, and kissed me, i immediately kissed her back.

She straddled me while we were still kissing. God i never wanted this to end.

I grabbed her hips a lifted them, pulling my lips away from hers, "i need you y/n please" all she did was nod, "use your words baby."

"fuck yes chris, please fuck me."

thats all i needed to hear before i dropped her hips the whole way down, bottoming out.

I started thrusting up into her, as she held my biceps trying to match my pace.

I grabbed her waist, and started helping her bounce up, and down on my dick, "fuck im gonna cu-" i started when i suddenly felt myself twitching inside of her.

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(Y/n's POV)

I was determined on finishing, no matter how overwhelming, or overstimulated chris got.

I arched back, and grabbed chris' hand placing it over my clit, motioning him to help me cum.

He started rubbing fast circles over my clit, as i moaned.

I felt a familiar knot form in my stomach, when suddenly it snapped. I came.

Chris looked up at me grinning, i could tell he was overstimulated, but loved it.

I slowly pulled off of chris, and fell beside him, "was that okay? did i do good for you?" i said wanting to know if i made him feel good.

"thats the best sex ive ever had y/n" Chris said giggling, "Good me too" i said leaning in for another kiss.

"You know... well.. ive liked you for a while now y/n/n." chris siad starting to get shy, "me too chrissy, and im sorry i didnt tell you sooner." i looked over at chris face, the way the moonlight shines down his naked body perfectly.

"Well, what does this mean now?" chris said waiting for my response, "I dont know chris you tell me." i said tilting my head at him, starting to smile, "i want you to be mine. I need you y/n" He said sighing.

"I want you to chris, i am yours." I stated placing one last kiss to his nose, then lips before we drifted off to sleep.

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THAT SHOULD BE ME💔

anyways, i need chris in me, on me, and with me... like now.

[osleeplessflowero]

Sans doesn't know how many minutes he'd spent in a sealed off room of the lab, keeping the door shut, staring at it with trembling eyelights and hands. When Alphys told him the recent project had..gone awry, he hadn't expected things to turn out this bad.

Raising a shaky hand, he pushes his glasses up further onto his face so they don't fall. He'd already been scolded once by his younger brother for breaking the last pair by accident.. don't need a repeat of that.

Experimenting with souls had been a common theme the last few months to see how well they'd do under different conditions, but..this attempt? It's..

He hears banging on the door, likely someone's hands along with the sounds of something slithering across the floor. Wet, goopy noises can also be heard accompanied by strange, out-of-sync breathing. ..It knows where he is. He doesn't know what it wants to do with him, and frankly, he's scared to find out.

A walkie talkie beeps on his belt. He quickly grabs it out of instinct, almost dropping it in the process as he holds it up to where he can hear from.

"alphys, i hope you are responding to tell me you are going to lure it away from me." He speaks in a hushed tone, knowing it's still listening outside.

"I-I'm making my way down there now, Sans. I.. I don't know what happened, they're.. it's just like the Determination projects-" Alphys fidgets around as she scurries through her lab, picking up this and that and dropping anything unimportant in the moment.

"I-I don't.. kn-know what their Intent is. If you end up exposed, PLEASE be careful. One bad hit and you're dust!" She stresses her words despite her stuttering, opening the door to the elevator and heading down.

"don't gotta tell me twice. i'm staying in here." He'd considered shortcutting, but..he's still gotta help her study this entity, even if he doesn't really want to get near it. No calling it quits now. ..He's still going to keep a door as a barrier though, just to be safe.

Several different pitches of giggles are heard through the door as the entity lightly hits it in the same spots, until it manages to make a dent. Letting out a breath, Sans walks over to the monitors in the room to look outside through the cameras. Empty rooms are scattered about on each one, able to be viewed from different angles.

He looks over to see this strange mass outside via the door camera.

A large, white mess of a form wriggles and writhes, its upper half constantly changing between various physical forms and species types. Two arms rest on the door gently, while two more above them seem to be the ones hitting it. Its eyes are black hollow voids with every form change, the one thing that remains consistent. Upon zooming in a little more, Sans can see a little melty smile on its face.

He can't help but wonder what it could possibly be thinking..or what it's trying to do. Turning to the door, he contemplates. He could Check them.. there's not that much of a distance. Might as well, right?

He focuses on the door, his eyelights flickering out before one returns with a bright, brilliant shade of blue. His focus is brought to its soul, a bright, vibrant mess of colors and static, constantly shifting forms. There are some different colored strings coming out of it in different directions. Guess this is what happens when you try experimenting on something distorted..

Okay..that part's kinda obvious. But why do they want to see him?

Another sound is heard from his walkie talkie, so he holds it up.

"how close are you?" "Very, I-I should be able to get down there in a few more minutes. C-Can you hold off until then?" "yeah, just please hurry up."

Alphys stops responding, so he turns back to the cameras, only to see the mass looking up at it with a widened grin. He jolts, only to see a bigger dent be formed in the door from the impact of its hits..

"they're gonna break it down at this rate-"

Some white, goopy hands begin to pull on the bottom of the door to try and lift it. He quickly rushes over, trying to pull it back down. "shit shit shit shit-" "Sans, I'm almost there! Oh my stars, why is it?-"

It pulls open the door with all of its strength, launching itself into the room. Sans braces himself for impact, his eyes squeezing shut. ..But..he doesn't take a hit? What's going on?

He opens his eyes, looking both up and down as the figure rapidly changes shapes, hugging him tightly. Clinging to him, like if they were to let go they'd be lost.

"uh..hey there." He chuckles nervously, confused by this whole scenario. One bizarre thing after another.. "so..is this what you wanted the whole time?"

It nuzzles its heads against him, its smile content.

"taking that as a yes. well, uh..i guess this is okay. have i melted your heart? hearts? same thing."

Various giggles come out of "You", as Alphys enters the room abruptly.

"Sans! Are you-" She halts, seeing how the mass is reacting to him so...affectionately? How peculiar. "..Are you okay?"

"well, i think so. they haven't lashed out at me or anything, just..done this. feels kinda weird, very cold."

"Well, at l-least they don't have a Hostile intent..this..this could prove useful! Tests could go by a lot easier if it trusts you. And it seems to really like you already, s-so.."

"how would you feel about me stickin' around?" He asks, "You" perk up instantly at that. "you like the sound of that?"

He's suddenly squeezed much tighter as those voids on your face shift to be shaped like hearts. "i guess i have my answer."

"Have you Checked them at all?" "huh? oh, yeah, i did earlier." "What does their soul look like in the current state?" "well, it's a flashing mess of colors and distortion. also had some weird looking strings coming out of it." "..Strings?" "yeah. different colors as well." "Did you see where they were leading?" She walks over, putting a hand on "Your" shoulder before recoiling once you let out a sound of warning.

"well, a few were leading to me, but a few were spreading off in different directions, too." "..Oh my stars." "what? what's wrong?" "I think I might need to look over your soul." "why?" "Just..trust me, okay?"

[dinosaurstirfry]

BER-KIN

Random idea I had, The unfixable machine in sans's basement as a secret boss

Their name is Ber Kin but they say their name as BR-KN, they hide most of their body under a cape because of how damaged it is

Their speech quirk is them speaking with very broken and short versions of words that at times, can be hard to understand

They were a magician

*I CAN B FX-D

*I CAN ST-L B USEF-UL

*IM NOT THAT DM-GED...

*am I...?

[soliloqueeer]

Daniel Malloy sits back against the couch, the TV casting a blue glow over the room as the special on Lestat comes to a close. 

“Riveting,” he remarks. “But it doesn’t look like you need me. You’ve already got the whole world talking about you."

Across from him, Lestat de Lioncourt lounges on a leather couch, a cigarette in hand. He’s a vision in leather pants and a purple velvet blouse, unbuttoned to reveal his lean, well-sculpted chest, while his eyes are lined tastefully with smoke and glitter. He smirks, leaning forward to tap his cigarette on the ashtray on the mahogany coffee table. Extending his hand, a book from the bookshelf flies across the room through the air and into his palm. He places it on the table, his black-painted nails tapping the frayed cover. The title reads ‘Interview with the Vampire’ by Daniel Malloy.

"I think you owe me a favour,” he purrs.

Daniel remains unphased. "I don’t owe you anything. I don’t know you."

"Ah! But you write as if you do, no?" Lestat exclaims, eyes gleaming.

"I conducted the interview. I merely recorded your ex-husband’s account of events and corroborated it with evidence. What is that phrase? Don’t shoot the messenger?"

"Daniel,” Lestat chuckles, uttering his name in an overfamiliar way. “I’m not here to shoot, as you say. Besides, you’re already dead."

Daniel gives him a dry look. 

"In more ways than one, too, I see. Your lifelong journalistic career - over after claiming these outrageous fables as the truth. And, of course, the dark gift… Gifted from a mutual friend of ours, isn’t that right?"

Daniel tries to appear impassive but shifts imperceptibly in his seat. He takes his glasses off. "Was it the eyes that gave it away?” he asks, clipping his glasses on the neck of his vintage Rolling Stones t-shirt. “I’ll admit it took some time to get used to. The shades might make me look like a prick, but shit like that doesn’t really matter when your joints feel like butter, and you can see like a fucking hawk."

"The resemblance is uncanny, yes, but no,” Lestat says, gazing into Daniel’s copper eyes with a peculiar expression. “It’s not difficult to parse these things out, especially when they remain in the forefront of your mind."

Daniel's brow furrows. "Get out of my head."

Lestat’s mouth curls mischievously. "You need to get better at hiding your thoughts,” he replies, staring at him thoughtfully. “But I guess that would be difficult. Your Maker left before he could teach you all these things."

Losing his patience, Daniel pinches the bridge of his nose and leans forward. "What do you want, Lestat?"

"I already told you. I want you to help me write my autobiography."

"And get it published before your little finale in San Francisco. Yeah, I know. It’s a little over-ambitious, even for you."

Lestat leans forward with a graceful elegance to ash his cigarette, his movements embodying a captivating blend of femininity and masculinity, from the delicate dance of his fingers to the poised hunch of his broad shoulders. 

"Did you not sell eight million copies of this?” He asks, waving to the book on the table. “Are they not begging you for a sequel? You might be doing me a favour, but you’d get one in return."

Daniel smirks. "I drove here in my new Porsche with the top down on the PCH. I’ve already paid off my daughters’ student loans and mortgages, and they still won’t talk to me. I’m not exactly in this for the money.”

"What are you in it for?” Lestat replies, tilting his head curiously. “Do you plan on sitting by, holding your tongue as the world makes its way around the sun? I doubt you’re capable of that, even in death."

"Well, I’m interested in stories that matter—"

"I matter, Daniel,” Lestat proclaims with an air of arrogance, opening his arms as if to say, Just look at me. “The world knows it. You know it. People want to know about me. You can give them that…Plus, I know you’re dying to know as well. You conducted two interviews with a vampire who whinged endlessly about Lestat de Lioncourt. And you were three-quarters of the way through the second before you realized both of your memories had been altered. Who knows what is or isn’t real? Don’t you want to know the truth? Figure out who I truly am?"

For a long moment, Daniel stares at him, eyes narrowed. “The truth. It’s funny… “ he muses. “It’s actually far less static than most people think. Even scientists don’t know the truth. Science is just the closest thing we can get to it. As for recollection, things happened as they did, and all we get is a memory. And as you probably know, seeing as you read my book, memory is quite the monster."

Lestat tilts his head, pursing his lips thoughtfully. "Okay. So I cannot provide you with the whole truth. But I can get you closer."

Daniel shrugs apathetically. "Sure."

After taking a long drag from his cigarette, Lestat adds, "I can also tell you where he is."

A heavy silence fills the room. Daniel searches Lestat's gaze, waiting for the punchline, but it doesn’t come. 

"You know where my Maker is,” he said, not as a question but as a statement.

Lestat nods. "I do. He hides well, that one. But when you’ve been around for as long as we have, the world becomes quite small. He cannot hide from me."

Daniel shifts again, unable to mask the flicker of emotion across his face.

Lestat seems to notice this, and for a moment, all bravado and mischief are replaced with a quiet solemnity. "It is cruel what he did to you—"

"You don’t know what happened."

Lestat smiles, but it doesn’t touch his eyes. "Mm. Yes, I don’t. Curious. But I’m not referring to him turning you but to how he left you."

Daniel's voice is steady but tinged with bitterness. "I lived seventy-two years without the gift. I’m not exactly a newborn calf trying to use its legs for the first time."

Lestat's expression turned serious. "It doesn’t matter how long your mortal life was. In the beginning, we are all infants of immortality. What he did was cruel and cowardly. I know firsthand of the ache you are feeling now, Daniel. I would not wish it upon anyone."

Daniel doesn’t agree, nor does he deny it. 

A series of images flit across his mind - Louis leaving the penthouse, Armand crumpled against the concrete wall - the man who had, at one point, tortured him for five days, who had invaded his mind and altered his memories. Then, another image - of Daniel, for some inexplicable reason, extending his hand to that man—an olive branch, which Armand had examined with deep perplexity before tentatively accepting it.

Lestat’s eyes narrow curiously as the scene plays across Daniel’s mind. To block his thoughts, Daniel quickly glances down at his hand, now resting against the thigh of his jeans. The gift did not rewind the clock, but his skin is less textured, less lined, and just slightly less imperfect. His nails gleam like glass beneath the light of the chandelier, a detail of his new body he’s still not used to. It's just one more thing to give him the appearance of someone going through some sort of end-of-life crisis. 

Daniel spent much of his mortal life chasing a high, first with drugs and sex and then from particular thrills that only come from poking bears, digging for things that don’t want to be found. The Dark Gift did nothing to temper these inclinations; instead, it magnified them, heightening his cravings and amplifying his desire for that chase. 

“Okay.”

The word was out before Daniel decided to speak. 

Lestat lifts a brow expectantly. 

It was probably fate that he would accept his request, just as he had with Louis in San Francisco and then again in Dubai fifty years later. He says yes, like he’s digging his own grave. But this time, he’s already dead.

“Okay,” Daniel says again. 

Lestat regards him carefully. “You will help me.”

A moment passes, and then Daniel gives him a reluctant nod.

And then he watches as a wolfish grin slowly spreads across Lestat’s face. 

[bluelanternn]

— dream come true

* ˚ ✦ ═ levi ackerman x gn! reader

* ˚ ✦ ═ fluff, suggestive, kisses, a bit ooc levi, needy & clingy levi, non-canon au, all aot characters are alive bcz i said so

* ˚ ✦ ═ synopsis: in which, as his lover, you are determined to make his dream come true and make him the happiest.

* ˚ ✦ ═ author’s note: a happy birthday post for my dearest, levi ackerman. whether this is shit to you or not, it’s an appreciation post for my lover.

Business comes in a form of having to spend much. Having to be retired from the military, Levi Ackerman spent his time being chaperoned—cared for—by you. It did not matter to you on how much he has changed physically, he was still your Levi, your love for eternity.

This day is to celebrate the day that is all about him. You start off his day with a good morning kiss, who grumbled and tried to lean away from your kiss, but you knew he loves you too much not to give in.

“Good morning, sunshine. Rise up.” You pepper kisses all over his neck, grinning softly as you breathe in his scent. The curtains around your room were already open, making the sunlight cascade both of you two. Levi lets out a soft breath. “Mhm, good morning.. what time is it?”

“It’s 8:00, sweetheart.” Your eyes were still full of love even after so many of years of being together. Levi still couldn’t get used on having to wake up later than what time he was used to before, his body clock was now slowly getting 12 hour cycle—and all because of you.

He can now have a full time rest without worrying about anything. His hooded eyes gaze towards you, bringing his hand to caress your cheek. “How come you always look so damn good whenever you wake up?” His statement made you chuckle heartily.

“I should be saying that to you, love. You always look like an angel.” Levi wants to scoff and roll his eyes in disbelief at your words, but the sincerity in your eyes always makes his heart beat so fast. He switches both of your positions—making him now lay on top of you.

That index finger which never makes to send shivers on your spine, travels all over your lips. “Really, that mouth of yours will be the death of me.” Before capturing it against his lips, you two share an intimate passionate kiss, your hands gripping his waist lovingly, your lips peppering kisses all over his neck.

A meow inserted over your conversation, making you glance towards your cat. Beautiful black fur and gold irises, your Nao. He climbs on the edge of the bed, curling himself in a ball.

“Happy birthday, darling.” You peck his lips. “Getting older and older, eh?” You grinned teasingly, touching his skin intimately but not anything more, Levi likes how your touch was sensual yet loving at the same time.

He buries his face on your neck, “Can’t I stay here for a while?” You chuckled softly, feeling his breath fanning over your collarbone.

“I’m pretty sure Eren and the rest are already making their way here. It’ll be rude not to entertain your guests, hm?” A laugh bubbles in your throat making his eyebrows furrowed that worsens your laughter.

“Those brats always come here whenever they want like it’s their own home.” He complained, his grip around your body tightened. Despite his words, you can feel the longing in his voice. “G’nna start charging their ass every minute they spend here.” And his vulgarity on his mouth is back again.

You press your lips over his again, him not hesitating to kiss you back. “Calm down, baby..” You whispered against his lips with a soft smile while he pressed his lips against yours again, interrupting your words with a frown—breathy sighs of pleasure slip out of your mouths. You two were about to make it to the next level before you both hear loud knocking on your door.

“Mr. Levi! [Name]-san! Can we come in? We want to give you something!” Eren’s booming voice rolled all over your home making Levi groan in annoyance. You giggled sweetly, standing as you went to open the door for your guests. Nao begin to make his furry presence known by letting out a soft meow before shrieking when Hange begin to coddle him in their arms.

“G’morning to you all.” You greeted with open arms, having Sasha and Connie jump into your arms with a happy smile. Your eyes wandered over to the food that they brought, making your heart swell in warmth. Their love for your husband never fails to make you smile. “Have you brought his favorite cake?” You run your fingers through Sasha’s hair, your eyes zooming in over her mouth. “Sasha.. why is there icing on your face—?”

“I brought you freshly baked banana bread, [Name]-san!” Niccolo tried to direct your focus on his pastry, sweatdropping with a flustered look on having to cover for his girlfriend—who only sheepishly giggled to herself. “No raisins, just how you like it.”

Armin inserted himself on the conversation, “Not just pastries, Niccolo also cooked baked lasagna, salmon, lobster, and a whole chicken!” If you can look closely, you can see Sasha already drooling, preparing to feast over your banquet but controls herself.

Suddenly, you feel two elbows draped over your shoulders, seeing Mike and Hange grinning. “Now, where’s that old man, huh? Want to see the look on his face.” Hange pointed out with a grin, while Mike added, “Probably not out of delight, but that’s what we are looking for.”

You cannot help but laugh, “Well you guys interrupted us so expect his moodiness.” You winked, both veterans getting the hint as they laughed together with you, though Eren was a bit dense. “Your arms might get sore, why don’t you leave the food here?” You helped placing the delicious food all over the table, the aroma filling your home.

Your living room was slowly being piled up with so many gifts but you did not complain, you were more excited to open the gifts for your husband with a glow all over you. You see Erwin, one of his bestfriends, giving Levi a box of his favorite tea in your bedroom—you laughed when you see how fast Levi tried to open the box.

“Let’s eat!” Jean shouted with a hungry look on his face, both Connie and Sasha agreeing making you grin. Mikasa has to hold back the three for almost ruining the cake, she bowed in respect towards you while you smile once more, your cousin-in-law looking radiating as always—your eyes softened while you put the candles all over the cake.

You heard creaking from your bedroom, seeing Levi already making his way towards you all with his wheelchair. You quickly go towards him, gliding his wheelchair towards the dining table, you laugh seeing the moody expression on his face once again.

Everyone begin greeting him, even them having the courage to hug and ruffle his hair which really didn’t seem to annoy Levi, already getting used to their antics with a sigh.

Lighting up the candles, all of you begin to sing the typical birthday song. “Happy Birthday to you~🎵”, not changing the expression of the birthday celebrant before about to blow the candles.

“Wait, wait. Make a wish first, you old man!” Hange cackled, Eren nodded his head vigorously with Armin making Levi deadpanned.

“Do I really have to? I’m not a kid anymore—“

“Make a wish, you old man.” You pecked his cheek with a teasing grin, pouting playfully. “Surely, you wouldn’t reject me?”

Levi Ackerman has a soft spot for you, he rolled his eyes before shutting them out, silently wishing in his mind. You all watched him anticipating before he blew the candles, you clapped loudly.

“Now, let’s have a feast!”

“YEAH!”

The sun was set as the night shows. Everyone already left your home, you were thankful for them helping you to clean up or else Levi will ban them from coming into your home. Either way, some leftover food were stock in the refrigerator.

“Are we now alone?” Your husband quipped, sipping his green tea, gazing through the stars outside of the window. You have now finished washing the dishes, drying your hands in a cloth before sitting beside him on the couch. Nao-nao is now resting on his own little bed, curled up in a ball.

“Yeah, but your birthday is still not over.” You held his hand, helping you get onto his wheelchair. “I haven’t showed you my gift yet.”

Levi’s curiosity was peaked. It was very obvious that he was getting tired, but you know what you have as his present will make his sleepiness go away. “We’re going outside. Sweetheart, I swear if you bought me a new home—“

“It’s not a house, silly. Although… you’re close enough.” You giggled with bright sparkles all over you, helping your lover take a stroll outside. The wind that brushes over you two, it was very peaceful. “Now, wear this blindfold.”

“I don’t say this very often, but this is quite making me nervous.” Levi shivered with a gloom expression making you sigh. You flicked your fingers over his forehead.

“Why do you always assume bad? We’re getting close, put it on!” Nonetheless, Levi followed your instructions. It was a good excuse to rest his eyes for a second while you continue to giggle like a madman.

“Take it off.”

Levi did take out the blindfold, his eyes widening when they both landed in front, he took in a shaky breath. Two cloves of leaf coupled in an artistic design with an abstract green in different shades.

— 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈’𝐒 tea —

It was a brand new tea shop. His ever dream, enough to make him so damn happy. Before he can stay still in shock while you smile at his reaction, you stroll inside. Every pack of tea, the tables and chairs were all made from oak, the aroma was nothing but organic fresh tea leaves—you can definitely see how clean everything is.

“The brand sucks.”

“Oh shut up, just let me have this moment.” You retorted, pinching the fat of his cheek. “You can change it with whatever you want, you’re the official owner.”

“How did you afford this?” He asked, gripping your left hand tightly. He continued to be amazed internally, like his breath was knocked out of his lungs.

You were both financially stable enough to provide you both the necessities, yet not more than enough to have a new home. “I saved enough money for your dream, I knew you wanted to open your own tea shop.” You massaged his shoulders. “Clean as brand new.”

You were engulfed in a hug by his arms, him scoffing. “You really are one hell of a lover, eh?” He mumbled while you pretend to be offended. “But this is why I love you.” His eyes softened, his playful scowl turning into a smile. “Thank you, [Name].”

You press a soft kiss on his forehead, sharing a kiss on his lips once again, before he breaks it in a soft, velvety whisper. “Really, thank you. My dearest..” His heart was full of love, because of his family, and you.

You rubbed small circles on his back, “So can you brew me some tea, honey?” You teased.

“Don’t assume you’ll get it for free.”

[mybelovedwoo]

where it all began

wooyoung x f!reader

fluff, friends to lovers / wc: 1.7k

warnings: a little bit of angst (fighting between the boys, but nothing with mc), injuries, kissing

wooyoung masterlist - main masterlist

You met Ateez before they even debuted when they were in LA for a month. You never imagined how close you would get to the boys, and a year later you would move to the other side of the world, and begin a whole new life. But you would never ask for anything more and better. 

It wasn't as hard to move out of LA, on the one hand, it wasn't really your home anyway, you only lived there for a couple of months, on the other hand in this little time you experienced that it may be the most toxic place ever to exist.

Living in Seoul has been a journey not gonna lie, but you are glad your friends are there for you. Especially your two best friends San and Wooyoung. Most of the time you feel like you are third wheeling if you are with them, because of how affectionate they are with each other, but you three have the same kind of energy so you immediately clicked.

It's been two years since then, and right now you are squeezed between the mentioned two smart eggs in a minibus. You are on your way to a vacation with all eight of the boys, but these two decided to fight the night before, so they are currently not talking to each other. You are the only one holding them back from a war.

You have no idea what possibly can cause such a fight between them, of course, non of them told you yet, but curiosity kills you. The tension is crazy in the car, you can't wait to get there already.

-

After what seemed like ages you finally got to your accommodation for the weekend. The sudden heat hit you when you got out of the car. It felt so good to finally stretch out a little.

"Hey San, could you help with the luggage?" Hongjoong asked, but San stormed into the house as if his life depended on it. It wasn't out of rudeness, he simply didn't hear it.

"I'll help you." You told him. At least you'll keep yourself busy until then, and you don't have to deal with this cold war between two of your best friends.

"There's no way! Seriously he can't even do that much, even for you. Don't worry Y/n, I'll do it. Just go inside." Wooyoung came up from behind you to help Hongjoong take out the bags from the trunk.

You just muttered a little "okay" under your breath, you thought his behavior was a bit strange, of course, all the boys have always been very respectful to you, but you thought maybe it was because of the fight, he wanted to show that he is better than him.

You entered the cool room, where the others already made themselves comfortable, some settled on the couch in the living room area, and some were trying to explore the kitchen. You decided to join the couch crew, it's just better if you stay away from the kitchen as far as possible.

"Y/n, come sit next to me. We're deciding on the rooms." San seems excited compared to his previous behavior. You know very well that San is not the way he is because of you, but you still feel a little awkward, probably because of the tension between the boys. 

"Shouldn't we wait for the others to decide on this?" You ask the four boys, while you hop down to the couch between Jongho and San. "No, I've already decided. You're gonna sleep with me." At that time the door opened too, revealing Hongjoong and Wooyoung packed full of bags, they looked like they could barely hold them anymore. 

Wooyoung stopped in his track and froze in his place, dropping the bags from his hands to the ground. "Are you kidding me? There's no freaking way!!" Wooyoung seemed so annoyed. You were kinda confused why, you have slept in the same bed as San before, it wasn't something strange since you were best friends.

"Why does it bother you that much, huh? Someone will need to sleep with her since we don't have enough room." Says San while standing up and walking in front of Wooyoung. Now they are standing face to face. If you didn't know them well enough, you would think they are about to fight. Wooyoung mutters under his breath. "You are so annoying."

"Have you thought about what I told you last night?" San asks Wooyoung, you can hear in his voice that his not actually mad at him as if he was pretending all this time.

"Shut up!" Wooyoung shouts a little too loud, even he was surprised with himself.

"Will you stop this? That's not why we came here, you can do this at home. We want to have a good time here, and not listen to your bickering!" Hongjoong steps in between them, he seems very annoyed already. "Now hug each other. Come on, make up guys!" He instructs them, just like a real leader.

They had no other choice, so they did so. The rest of the time was quite normal, after all, you ended up sharing a room with San because Wooyoung agreed to it. 

It's around four in the afternoon, and currently, you are hiding behind a tree with a slightly thicker trunk. Your heart is beating really fast from running so much, your clothes are soaked with water and your hands are shaking a bit with the water gun in your hands. It's been ten minutes since Mingi declared war, and you are determined to win. 

"Psst, Y/N." You hear a whispering voice coming from somewhere to your right. It takes a little time to spot Wooyoung from behind one of the bushes. "Are you okay? You are trembling." He seems a bit concerned. He crawls out of his hiding space as if he doesn't care about anything.

"Woo, what are you doing? You are giving out both of our hiding places like this!" But it looks like you can't stop him with anything you say. 

"Here, put my hoodie on." He puts the black hoodie into your hands, the same one that kept him warm just moments ago. When you slip into it you feel that it's still warm from his body. "Thank you." You don't know what else to say.

The moment is ruined when Jongho is firing water right into your faces. You try to shoot back, but you're kinda out of water. You murmur a little "shit" when you notice it. Wooyoung grabs your hands and pulls you with him. You don't know where are you running, but you have no other choice but to follow him. You hear someone running after you, and Wooyoung is looking back and forth, trying to shoot back with his own weapon. 

Everything turns bad in an instant. Wooyoung slips on something and can't keep his balance, he holds your hand so tightly that he pulls you along with him. Thank god he can react quickly and manage to fall in such a way that you fall on him and don't get hurt.

You are a bit shocked by the sudden happenings, and you don't even know how to move. "Are you okay?" Wooyoung asks you underneath you. That's the moment you realize what is happening and you quickly sit aside. Just when you were about to answer him, Jongho arrives. "Omg, are you guys okay?" He helps you get up.

"Yeah." You try to dust off the dirt from your clothes. When you don't hear Wooyoung answer, you look at him and see that both of his hands are scratched, and slightly bleeding.

"Ugh, that doesn't look too good." Jongho remarked.

"It's nothing really, I'm fine." Wooyoung tries to convince you, and in the meantime, he also tries to stand up, he supported himself with his hands, and you see the wound gets dirty.

"Woo, you can't do this!" You shout at him. "It's gonna get infected. Come with me, I'll get it treated." He does so, and he's following you all the way to the bathroom, where you already unpacked your things earlier, luckily you thought of everything.

"I can't take care of the wound if you'll stand there the whole time. Come inside!" As if he was waiting for your permission, he came in. While you were searching through your things, he stood behind you, leaning against the sink. "Ahh, there it is." You pulled out a white ointment from one of your bags.

"Let me see it." You turned towards him, but you didn't look up at him, you were looking for his hands, and when he gave it to you, you immediately got to work. Little did you know he wasn't interested in that stupid injuries, but rather in you, all he could watch how focused you were, and how gentle you hold his hands in yours.

He couldn't help it, he tucked that one strand of hair that got into your face behind your ears, but his hands didn't leave your face afterward. He very gently stroke your cheeks, you couldn't concentrate anymore so you looked up at him.

"Y/N..." He called out your name as if it was a prayer, his eyes held stars as if you were the most beautiful scenery he ever saw. You don't know what got into you, but something draw you in, and your lips landed on his. You both were surprised by your sudden action, but Wooyoung hugged you closer to him, it felt like he never ever wants you to be any farther than this to him. The kiss lasted a couple of minutes, but it wasn't anything dirty, it was more intimate.

When you parted away, you didn't know what to say, a choked on your own words. "I'm so sorry. I don't know why I did that." You were fidgeting with your hands.

He grabbed your hands and with that, he stopped you. "I think I like you. Like more than a friend. I think about you so often, that I can't even sleep at night. San made me realize it, I didn't want to admit it, but I can't hide. No, I don't want to hide it." You were speechless, your head was everywhere.

"You don't have to say anything right now, I know it's a bit much. At least give me a chance. I'll take you on a date when we go back. You'll see, I'll make you fall for me." You couldn't wait for him to stop.

"I'm already falling for you, you dumbass." 

-

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[promise-keeper-papyrus]

Susie and Frisk meet Sans and Papyrus

(As they walk down the path and reach a bridge, a shadow slowly walks behind them...)

Shadow: Human, don't you kn-

(They both pass the bridge, leaving the creature behind... Susie sees another monster in the distance...)

(Frisk hides behind the lamp, as the skeleton walks to Susie...)

(Frisk leaves the hiding lamp...)

[fanatical4creation]

‼️⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️‼️

This post contain sensitive topics, such as sexual themes, s/a, abortion and others similar to these. This post is intended to PG-13 audiences such as my account, so you're warned, if you read this post even if you're not the target audience then it's your fault, not mine

INVERTED!Underlust (Fanatically Underlust)

Uuuuuuuuuuh, let's talk about the elefant in the room of my brain. To begin with, i've sorta re-written Underlust as i like, so i call this version of mine "Fanatically UnderLust".

These characters are the main ones btw...

Uuh Grillby and Sans are a canon couple, just like the og UL.

Paps and Mtt are also a canon couple, but they got some drama going on bc Paps is uuh, addicted to drugs and uuh..y'know, so they're in a complicated situation. Also Paps is like a cupid and goes around the multiverse making couples, i guess... it rarely happens tho.

Mtt runs a Quiz show (hooray!) that broadcasts for the whole multiverse, a lot of other people also participate on it, the most current wuest is Paps.

Grillby had christian parents and he has this whole arc of "bro let me live my life sucking dicks", it's awesome. He's like the song Collared by Vane lily

Alphys and Undyne don't got THAT many things going kn, just.. just being happy lesbians, and that stuff of homophobia

Alphys has the main lore of F.U.L, Luster a.k.a Gaster is sort of an asshole and does a lot of s/a, and uuuh she's his main victim, this also complements mtt's lore, he's been created specifically for Luster, for... y'know, Alphys scape... god this is awful lets move on.

Undyne is also like a popstar thing, y'know verosika from helluva boss? That's her, but nicer.

All of the characters has at least an level of hypersexuality

The FUL cast needs to use masks and have all of the preventions against an contagious thingy (like that 2019 virus) when they're in contact with other universes. it'll be explained furthermore...

The dreemurrs, omg, i like them ngl, specially Toriel, she just deserves love, man.

Alright... uh.. Frisk and Rosie (btw just notice i wrote flowey instead of Rosie, i'm so sorryakbdksjakak)... i mean, they exist that's for sure, in FUL Frisk sacrifices himself to free the monsters, i mean.. Asriel isn't here to save the day... but Hopeful ("Dream Sans") saved everyone aren't they the best?

Asgore is an interesting one, he's also addicted to drugs like Paps, but i have to say, this drug monsters from FUL takes are something else, it's the cause of everything. But i'll explain it furthermore.

Also, Asgore is sort of a religious guy, yup! You read me right. The first human brought a bible with him, and oh god he believed it, i mean i can guess he already was a religious guy before the war but now he's THE religious.

^^^(Btw I'm not blaming all christians or believers of another religion, it's just a stereotypical character, i'm using bad believers as character/example not good believers)

Asgore participates from that school i mentioned in the underfell post, i don't remember the name, but yeah.

Btw Frisk, Rosie and Toriel are a happy family! Instead of Frisk wanting to leave he just stayed with Toriel, oh wait i need to let this clear they're like mother and son okay don't get things wrong hold on. Oh yeah Frisk still has no gender but... i mean he just wants to be called as he/him that's all

Frisk is slightly affected by the Lust contagious thing, that's why he has fat thighs and some large upper format.... sorry. I tried to make him have both of genders characteristics.

Attention. Asshole characters ahead

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh, i don't like them at all, but they're the main villain and all of that shit so they're important.

Alright.. uuh, y'know Underlust reinmaniged by @/zirkkun Lust Syrup? Now imagine it 10x worst. Yup, that's what this human's soul is composed of, it doesn't have a name so just call it substance.

Basically the substance multiplies itself (it's almost alive) and smelling, entering in contact or digest it could infect you and alterate you completly, and also give you human traits like 5 fingers, yup, i have this headcanon where monsters has 4 fingers and humans has 5, just a way of differentiate the both species more

And Gaster... uuuh, he fell for the human's temptations and he's like..... theirs.... pet, i guess..??? But i mean, i like to think gaster is still not innocent, being too close to the literal font of the Lust would change him to be eventually what he is now

Don't worry they're in prision, forever... i Hope

Underlust by: @/nsfwshamecave-pb

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 728: Kaburagi's buddy!!

Pag 1/2

The tickets for the Inter High are only six!! Those  fateful regular jerseys.... snatch them with your hands!!

Pag 3

1: Third lap!!

3: And it's just us!!

4: I started the third lap of the Sohoku training camp being at the top, by far the best among the first years!!

5: Me!! I, Murakami Toyoka, will never again show mercy to anyone!!

Pag 4

1: He's not coming....

2: Tch, again? Kaburagi-san

3: That day, Danchiku said “I'll come”....

5: I'll come to the training camp!!

I'll stand on the start line and we'll run together!! That's my intention!!

6: He said that, and yet....

Pag 5

1: I wanted to go to the Inter High together...

Dammit!!

2: It's alright!! It's alright, Kaburagi-san!!

Uhm, I'm sure.... it's just a delay and they're late!!

If thie guy's spirit breaks now I'm in trouble!! I have to stir him up again and make him run forward

3: If he doesn't pull me, I'm in trouble!!

He'll come soon!!

4: Earlier, at the start line, when we crossed the goal, I saw Touji-san's van

5: Huh!?

7: The fact that they're here and he still doesn't come on the course....

Danchiku's bad condition is...

Pag 6

1: It's not like this, is it!?

Pag 7

1: Do you see the course, Danchiku?

You see? They're struggling

…. yes

It's like I told you earlier in the car

2: You can't ride that bike anymore

3: You should stop

5: …. yes

7: Instead of that

Pag 8

1: Ride this!!

Pag 9

1: It took me a while to prepare this before leaving

It's the same manifacturer as the one you rode, but it's an old model

The components are old, and the wheels are an intermediate level, too

2: And the sadlle is cracked too

4: But it serves its purpose well

5: If you want to ride in this training camp with the bike you've always used, you probably

6: Wouldn't be able to run!!

7: …. huh

You're saying that.... the cause for my bad condition.... is my “bike”!?

Pag 10

1; You could say that, but not really

2: Two weeks ago, Onoda came to me

3: to get some advice regarding your situation

Ah... uhm, uh- that's what I wanted to talk about

4: I talked with Imaizumikun and Naruko-kun too, but I still.... uhm... I can't decide

5: Should I let Danchiku-kun run in the training camp? Or should I stop him? I can't decide

7: He himself said he wants to run

8: He still has next year

Pag 11

1: I also think he shouldn't push himself too hard

3: You really look like a captain now, Onoda....

Yeah

4: Miki told me about this too

5: There must be praparations to do, you focus on that

I'll take care of Danchiku

6: I'll reach out to him every day

I'll talk to him, wait and see, and then make a decision

7: Thank you, you must be busy, but thank you so much!

8: He worked very hard on Minegayama

And then

9: When I heard he was having troubles with his bike, I started worrying too

Pag 12

2: I looked after you, your attitude

4: And I found the answer!!

6: It's “moving forward”

Run in the training camp, Danchiku!!

Pag 13

1: …. ah, but I've been feeling like there's something wrong with my joints since after the Minegayama race.... I went to the hospital many times and still, even now...

2: There, it was just a coincidence that it happened right after the Minegayama race...

3: That's why it confused you

4: Confused!?

5: “You have no self-confidence”, that's the main cause of your bad condition

…..“Confidence”!?

6: Stand up and look closely around you

7: And then look at yourself!!

8: If you think about it, it's easy

Even going to the hospital, you wouldn't know

You're....

Pag 14

1: Growing

You've gotten much bigger

Pag 15

1: It's your height!!

2: Huh!?

3: Second year of high school is a growing period and you're becoming much bigger!!

Pag 16

1: Huh, but....

My height!?

2: During growth period, there'll be big growing spurts that makes you feel bad

You tried to hide your bad condition, and you blamed the victory on Minegayama

3: You were so worried you couldn't even see yourself, weren't you?

4: Yes!!

5: Pains and creaking joints are all “growing pains”

The fact that you didn't have time to adapt is your bike's fault

6: You know this too – just like shoes have a size, road bikes also have specific sizes

7: If your body doesn't match the bike's size, you won't have power nor speed

8: That why it's the “bike”!!

9: I prepared it yesterday

The frame is old, but

Pag 17

1: It's just the right size for your body now!!

Pag 18

1: What....

“Just the right size”.....!!

2: What is this

3: It adapts to my body....

It's connected to my body

4: It feels like I can move forward as I want!!

Pag 19

1: This feels so good!

I'm riding a bike and it feels just like back then!!

2: Believe in yourself

Get on the course and run with all your strength

3: It's alright

As much as you've suffered this past half a year

4: Now grow as much as you want!!

Yes!!

Pag 20

2: Sixth..... lap!!

3: Danchiku...

4: Dammit!! Our pace has been going down since earlier!!

What the hell is this guy doing!!

5: Looking at the times on the board, Kinaka and Rokudai are ressing on with all their strengths

This is bad!!

6: Dammit!! Who cares about Danchiku!!

7: At this point we won't go the Inter High this year....

It's impossible, huh....

8: The pace....

9: ….chiku....

Pag 21

1: He's not coming, Danchiku-san is not coming!!

Until when are you gonna whining like this!!

Come one, give up on that delusion and run with me please!!

3: Ah- no no no

Sorry, I didn't mean, uhm....

Dammit, I said what I really think

4: Kaburagi-san looks so dumbfounded!!

Pag 22

1: I.... I said too much, I'm sorry

Can you forgive me? Neh? Senpai

5: Ah- the buddy sticker!? Kaburagi-san!?

6: Pick it up later, Murakami

You threw it away!?

8: The way he's ducking his head, that acceleration, and that dancing

I've seen them so many times....

I can recognize him right away even from a distance....!!

Pag 23

1: You promised me, didn't you?

And now you're crying!?

2: I told you, didn't I?

3: Who....?

It's no use, it has to be you

4: W.... ah

5: Danchiku

Pag 24

1: We're the legends of team SS!!

I made you wait so long!! Issa!!

Pag 25

3: No one but me can be your buddy!!

Hahaha that's right, Danchiku!!

Pag 26

2: A while ago, also Onoda came on the course

3: And Danchiku joines us, too

From now on

4: We're finally starting for real!!