#local idiot thinks eating feels wrong

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Zeus: “Euuuugghh I can feel it traveling through my body…This will take some getting used to…”

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[lyomeii]

the cute barista from the local cafe is my type

☆ SYNOPSIS: with the rumors of a cute barista going on around college, you decided to pay a visit there after training alongside your little sister. unfortunately, you never expected to the rumors being actually true.

☆ PAIRING: sung jinwoo x male! reader.

☆ KEYWORDS: (s/n)-> sister’s name

☆A/N: saw a fanart of @wonderingcheese of jinwoo as a barista and I couldn’t not write about it. so take this as a gift while I write the others requests.

“i-i would like a black coffee..”

“good choice, dude.”

The rumors around college are wrong. The barista of the local cafe isn’t cute, he is extremely handsome. His grey eyes matching with his black hair is a perfect match to someone so muscular like him. And his sharp facial features give the mysterious vibes that everyone is taking about.

At first, you didn’t want to come to this cafe. Not with the responsibility of being both the student council president and also taking care of your nine years old sister while parents are out of town. However, with the rumors going on and the fact that [s/n] wanted to come here changed your whole day schedule.

“And I would like something sweetie! Like a cheesecake!” your little sister barely reach the countertops to order. “A glass of green tea too, ah, mrs. sung.”

Her spark eyes read the name tag on the black haired man. With her arms behind her back and the tiny blush on the little girl’s, it’s clear. [s/n], your little sister, just gained another of those crushes she has. At least, this time it’s a real guy, not fictional.

The barista, now knows as sung jinwoo, smiles at you and [s/n]. “It will be in cash?”

“Y-yeah.” you take a few banknotes and payed for the order while trying your very best (and failing) to avoid his grey eyes. “Can you bring to us at the table?”

Sung Jinwoo nodded and gave you the change. The brief moment your hand touched his, you felt something off about him. Maybe it’s the air conditioner or the fact there is no one else in the cafe with the exception for the three of us, but…You feel many eyes watching your back.

[s/n] choose to sit close to the window, where she can take a great view of the bright sun outside which shiny the cafe’s inside. Even though, she is only a child and quite sheltered due to her weak health, she isn’t stupid or naive about her older brother.

“You like him, don’t you?” she whispered. “I saw the way you look at him, so you can keep him.”

Her words made your face blush entirely. You avoid look at her and stare at Sung Jinwoo, only to the barista smiles back at you, making you blush even more.

“Why you think that?” you asked her, trying to pretend her question isn’t bothering you at all.

The little girl giggle, enjoying how embarrassed you are with her words. [s/n] isn’t waste any second on seeing you like this, “You always act like an idiot whatever you see someone good looking around.” she explained. “Good thing you aren’t drooling this time.”

You give her a death stare. For a nine years old, she has the guts to speak like that to her old brother, the very same one who brought her to this cafe, because she asked it. As the older brother, you are holding yourself to not leave her alone in this cafe.

“Whatever.” you roll your eyes. “Tell anyone about it and I won’t let you eat ice cream before dinner.”

With the threatening, the little girl didn’t speak any more words til Sung Jinwoo brought the order to the table, when she shyly thanked him for her drink and her cheesecake.

He smiled to the little girl and let her hair, before turning his grey eyes into your [e/c] ones. When he handed your black coffee, Sung Jinwoo smirked and whispered to you:

“Call me.” he left after saying that.

His words made you freeze immediately. Did he asked you out? This has to be a dream, yet the phone number write in the coffee cup made you think better. Who would guess that you would be the lucky one to get the barista’s number? The sweet moment of such realization wasn’t even broken down by [s/n], she decided to stay quiet and let you enjoy the moment.

—

Behind the counter, Sung Jinwoo clean the utensils as he fail to ignore his shadows gossiping about what he just did. The tiny blush on his cheek make things better.

“The monarch asked him out!”

“Finally! Our king will be together with him again!”

“This time, our monarch was the one who took the first step!”

The shadows keep talking with each other as Jinwoo took a look at [name] and his little sister, both of them are talking and smiling to each other, sometimes the [h/c] haired boy would catch a glimpse at the barista.

Jinwoo giggle to himself as he finish putting away his utensils. With the cafe almost empty, he took a seat behind the counter and began staring at [name] with his grey eyes become softer while the monarch remembers the sweet memories they both shared in the prior timeline.

He hopes to be with you again in this life.

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Burning Rubber

Twelve

Series Masterlist

Word Count: 3,412

Summary: Lando and Azha go through even more drama which leads to the ultimate decision for their relationship.

Warnings: Lando is a fucking idiot, stubbornness, emotional cheating?, yeahhh

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Azha’s POV

“No Erica, I don't want a new trainer. Chase has been with me since day one.” I said as I sat on my private jet heading to Vegas from Munich. I heard her sigh over the phone, “Azha, you have to have another one.” She tried to argue as I shook my head. “No. I don’t. If they’re so adamant about it they can find a new driver for the season.” I spoke before hanging up, I’m sure Kiara was the one to call her.

Erica was my “brand” manager so whatever brands sponsor me or anything that has to do with publicity from a professional standpoint, she’s the one in charge of that aspect while Kiara is my personal manager. “She’s only trying to help,” Liana whispered as she looked up from her book. I groaned, “I’m over it. How much longer until we’re landed?” I was thankful my sister flew out when I called her mid-breakdown about Lando and the whole situation. I was close to losing my mind. “20 minutes tops,” she replied before going back to her book. He continued to blow up my phone but I couldn’t bring myself to answer, I was emotionally exhausted from it. I mean fans know the truth already so why is it such an issue to show our love freely, who fucking cares what other people think about it, It’s our relationship, not theirs or so I thought.

Ah, Vegas let’s make better memories because last time was such shit. “There she is!” I heard as Liana and I deboarded from the plane. I grinned seeing my brothers and I then dropped my luggage running then jumping into their arms. “Damn, that was the force of a linebacker.” Jirani groaned. I laughed, “I missed you guys.” But before they could reply Liana spoke up beside us, “Alright enough, I’m starving for some real food you guys can catch up later.” The three of us looked at each other as she climbed into the SUV. “Man, she is your clone with that attitude.” Ja Khel spoke as we all climbed in after putting the luggage in the trunk. My soul felt a little lighter being with them after the time I just had.

Later that evening

“She’s beautiful.” I gasped as my brother showed me the new wrap on my car. It was a gray with an iridescent butterfly. Not too much but also not too little, perfect in my eyes. “Had a feeling you would like it. Wanna show it off at the local pit meet?” Ja Khel asked as I turned to look at him. “Do you even have to ask?” I replied but before I could get to my car he stopped me, “You know just because you’re going through a tough time doesn’t mean you have no one to talk to alright? I know how you are, don’t let this eat at your head. There’s nothing you did wrong for life to go this way, it’s just a part of the path.” He then hugged me before going to his car. I sniffled, dumbass I don’t cry over no guy why would you do that right now I thought to myself as I started my car and followed him to the meet. Maybe I wasn’t ready for another relationship like I had thought.

Arriving at the meet felt like I was home. The atmosphere and energy plus the smell of burnt rubber rising from the asphalt. I felt at peace amongst the storm of emotions happening in my head. I pulled up next to my brothers and parked next to them. I noticed they were both talking to someone so to bide my time I decided to check my face in the mirror. Thank whatever makeup god for tubing mascara I thought to myself as I touched up my face. Getting out I was greeted by the sound of loud engines and tires skidding against the pavement. I walked to my brothers but froze when I realized who they were talking to, Sterling and Jelani. 

I could feel my heart rate skyrocket as I started to look around to see if Nova and Sariyah were near. “They’re not here, you don’t have to worry. We haven’t seen them in a long time.” I heard a voice speak up to my right. I turned and it was Sterling. I smiled weakly and nodded, “Hey Star.” I whispered. “Hey Skye long time no see.” He greeted me. 

I felt awkward considering I had left the group with really no explanation and cut contact even though there was no issue with the guys. As if reading my thoughts he placed a hand on my shoulder, “We get it, you wanted to separate from the negativity in your life so with that you had moved on to bigger things. We’re not mad at you about it, we would’ve done the same. Get out of that head of yours, we’ll always be family. Now come on I know Jelani and Zamari are going to be happy to see you again.” I nodded as he placed his arm around my shoulder and guided me to the small group. “Hey guys I found a straggler,” Sterling said as they turned to look at us. My eyes fell on both Jelani and then Zamari. After a bout of silence, Zamari tugged me into his arms, and my body relaxed. “Good to see you kid.” He spoke into my hair as I hugged him back. 

Then I was pulled into Jelani’s arms, “Don’t ever go that long without saying anything. Glad to see you’re doing good, Skye.” He whispered. I nodded and noticed as he pulled away that the necklace that held the ring that Sariyah gave him when they got engaged was missing. He chuckled lightly, “We broke up after your accident. I don’t care what happened between you guys that’s between women but almost killing you is something I won’t stand by.” 

I looked at him in confusion but he shook his head as if to say we’ll talk later. We all began to walk around looking at some of the cars and catching up on each other’s lives. As I sit in my car I think back to my conversation with Jelani. Did Nova and Sariyah have something to do with my accident? Why would they be that spiteful or that hateful enough to do that? Surely not. Sighing, I pulled my phone out and went to Instagram and just began to scroll aimlessly until I came across a post on a gossip page. I rolled my eyes seeing that it was a picture of me while I was in Bahrain. I won’t let this situation mess with my head. I locked my phone and decided to join the other cars in the pit driving around. Before entering through the gate Ja Khel secured the GoPro to my car so I could get some footage to post after I leave Vegas. I could hear the cheers from the crowd once I made it to the center of the pit. Shifting in my seat, I waited for the go-ahead to start. Muscle memory kicked in as I guided the thousand pounds of metal and carbon fiber around the small crowd. I was finally home.

Skip a couple of days

As I drove through the familiar streets of San Diego, the weight of unresolved emotions hung heavy in the air. As I rapped along to Nuketown by Ski Mask the lyrics of the music seemed to echo the chaos within my mind, drowning out the incessant buzzing of my phone with its relentless stream of messages. Lando's name flashed across the screen once again, but I couldn't bring myself to respond. Not now, not when my heart still felt raw from the tumultuous events that had unfolded in recent weeks. The pain was still fresh, the wounds still raw, as I navigated the winding roads of my own emotions. Today was the start of the F1 season in Bahrain, I wish things were different. 

Ria's text had been a stark reminder of the reality I faced. Lando's decision to prioritize Magui's feelings over mine had left me feeling betrayed and abandoned. But perhaps, in hindsight, I realized that I had placed too much weight on a relationship that had yet to fully bloom. Maybe I wasn't ready for that next step after all.

As I pulled up to a red light, I stole a glance at my reflection in the rearview mirror. The face that stared back at me seemed unfamiliar, a mask of stoicism masking the turmoil that churned beneath the surface. I couldn't afford to let my emotions consume me, not when there was still so much at stake.

With a heavy sigh, I refocused my attention on the road ahead, letting the music serve as a temporary distraction from the chaos within. But try as I might, I couldn't shake the lingering doubts that gnawed at the corners of my mind.

Hours passed, the sun dipping below the horizon as I continued to navigate the streets of San Diego. With each passing mile, the weight on my shoulders seemed to grow heavier, the burden of unresolved emotions threatening to engulf me.

As darkness descended upon the city, I found myself drawn to the familiar sights and sounds of the underground. It was here, amidst the roar of engines and the scent of burning rubber, that I felt most alive. Racing had always been my escape, a temporary reprieve from the chaos of the world around me.

Pulling into the dimly lit parking lot, I was greeted by the sight of familiar faces and the hum of excitement that filled the air. The pit meet was in full swing, a cacophony of revving engines and enthusiastic cheers echoing through the night.

Stepping out of my car, I was enveloped by the warmth of camaraderie as friends and fellow enthusiasts welcomed me back into their midst. For a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to bask in the sense of belonging that washed over me, pushing aside the doubts and insecurities that threatened to consume me.

As I wandered through the crowd, I found myself drawn to the familiar faces of Sterling, Jelani, and Zamari. Their presence offered a sense of comfort amidst the chaos, a reminder that I was not alone in my struggles.

Sterling's reassuring words echoed in my mind, a gentle reminder that I was not defined by the actions of others. It was a sentiment that I clung to fiercely, a lifeline in the storm of uncertainty that raged within.

As the night wore on, I found myself drawn to the adrenaline-fueled rush of the racetrack, the thrill of competition offering a welcome distraction from the turmoil of my thoughts. Behind the wheel, I felt alive, the roar of the engine drowning out the doubts that plagued me.

With each lap, I pushed myself to the limit, channeling my frustration and anger into the raw power of the machine beneath me. In those fleeting moments, I was free, liberated from the constraints of my insecurities.

But as the night drew to a close and the adrenaline began to fade, I found myself once again confronting the harsh reality of my circumstances. The wounds of betrayal still lingered, a constant reminder of the pain that had brought me to this moment.

As I made my way back to my car, I was met with a sense of resignation, a weary acceptance of the challenges that lay ahead. But amidst the darkness, there flickered a glimmer of hope, a reminder that even in the face of adversity, I was capable of finding solace in the things that mattered most.

With a heavy heart and a determined spirit, I set out into the night, the echoes of the racetrack fading into the distance as I embarked on the next chapter of my journey. Though the road ahead may be fraught with uncertainty, I knew that with each passing mile, I would come one step closer to finding the peace and closure I so desperately sought.

Lando’s POV

As the sun shone over the bustling city of Sakhir, I found myself immersed in the frenetic energy of race day. The Bahrain Grand Prix loomed large on the horizon, a pivotal moment in the young driver's burgeoning career. But amidst the excitement and anticipation, my thoughts were consumed by the weight of unfinished business.

With the beginning of the F1 season already starting, I knew that I couldn't afford to let distractions derail my focus. Every minute spent dwelling on the past was a minute lost in the relentless pursuit of victory. And yet, try as I might, I couldn't shake the lingering guilt that gnawed at the corners of my mind.

As I made my way through the bustling paddock, my thoughts drifted back to Azha, the woman who had captured my heart in ways I never thought possible. Our relationship had been a whirlwind of passion and intensity, a rollercoaster ride of highs and lows that had left him reeling in its wake.

But amidst the chaos of my own emotions, I knew that I had made mistakes. My decision to prioritize Magui's feelings over Azha's had been a grave error in judgment, one that had cost him dearly. And yet, even now, as I grappled with the consequences of my actions, I couldn't shake the lingering hope that it wasn't too late to make amends.

With a heavy heart, I resolved to set things right, confront the demons of my past, and forge a path towards redemption. But first, I had a race to win.

As I climbed into the cockpit of my McLaren, I felt a surge of adrenaline course through my veins. The roar of the engine drowned out the doubts and insecurities that plagued him, replaced instead by a singular focus on the task at hand.

With a flick of the wrist, I ignited the engine, the deafening roar of horsepower echoing through the air. As I navigated the twists and turns of the circuit, every corner, every straightaway, brought him one step closer to victory.

But amidst the chaos of the race, I couldn't shake the image of Azha from my mind. Her absence loomed large, a constant reminder of the void that had been left in my heart. And yet, even as I pushed myself to the limit, I knew that winning the race would mean nothing if I couldn't find a way to win her back.

As the checkered flag waved and the cheers of the crowd echoed through the air, I stepped out of the cockpit and went to congratulate the young Ferrari driver, Ollie Bearmen, for his first race. But amidst the celebrations, my thoughts were consumed by one thing and one thing only: Azha.

With the race behind me and victory within my grasp, I knew that it was time to face the truth. I couldn't continue to ignore the pain I had caused, nor could I allow my ambitions to overshadow the importance of repairing the bond I had broken.

With a determined stride, I made my way to the paddock, my heart pounding with anticipation. I knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but I also knew that I was willing to do whatever it took to make things right. 

Third Person POV

As the news of Azha and Lando's breakup spread like wildfire across social media, the world watched with bated breath as two hearts collided and shattered into a million pieces. For Azha, the decision to end things had been agonizing, a painful realization that their love was no longer enough to overcome the obstacles that stood between them. And yet, even as she pressed send on the final text message, a part of her couldn't help but wonder if she had made a mistake.

Meanwhile, Lando found himself thrust into the spotlight once again as rumors swirled about his alleged rendezvous with Magui. The gossip pages spared no detail, their headlines painting a damning picture of betrayal and infidelity. And amidst the chaos, Azha's name was dragged into the fray, her pain laid bare for the world to see.

Unable to bear the weight of her emotions any longer, Azha took to social media to share her side of the story. In a heartfelt post, she bared her soul to the world, laying out the painful truth of their breakup for all to see. And yet, even as she poured her heart out in a public forum, a part of her couldn't help but wonder if Lando was doing the same.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Lando's post appeared on social media, his words a poignant reflection of the pain and regret that gnawed at his soul. In a heartfelt message addressed to Azha, he expressed his remorse for the mistakes he had made and his unwavering commitment to making things right. And yet, even as he hit send, a part of him couldn't help but wonder if Azha would ever forgive him.

As days turned into weeks, Azha and Lando found themselves locked in a delicate dance of longing and regret. Despite their best efforts to move on, their hearts remained tethered to one another, their love refusing to be extinguished by the passage of time.

For Azha, each passing day brought with it a new sense of clarity, a renewed understanding of the depth of her love for Lando. And yet, even as she yearned to reach out to him, to beg for a second chance, she couldn't shake the fear that history would repeat itself, that their love was doomed to fail.

Meanwhile, Lando found himself consumed by thoughts of Azha. Every corner of his mind was haunted by memories of their time together, each one a painful reminder of the love he had lost.

In the quiet moments between races, Lando found himself scrolling through old messages and photos, his heart heavy with regret. He replayed their conversations in his mind, searching for clues as to where it had all gone wrong. Had he been blind to her pain, deaf to her cries for help? He couldn't help but wonder if things could have been different if he had only been more attentive, more understanding.

But try as he might, Lando couldn't escape the gnawing feeling of remorse that consumed him. His mistakes weighed heavily on his soul, a burden that seemed too heavy to bear. He longed to reach out to Azha, to beg for her forgiveness, but he couldn't shake the fear of rejection that held him back.

And yet, even as he grappled with his demons, Lando couldn't help but hold on to a glimmer of hope. Deep down, he knew that his love for Azha was true, that no amount of time or distance could erase the bond they shared. And so, with each passing day, he vowed to do whatever it took to win her back, to prove to her that he was worthy of her love.

But as the F1 season pressed on, Lando found himself torn between his duty to his team and his longing for Azha. The demands of the racetrack left him little time to dwell on matters of the heart, and yet, even as he raced towards victory, his thoughts remained firmly fixed on the woman he had lost.

As he stood on the podium, bathed in the glow of success, Lando couldn't help but feel a pang of emptiness. The cheers of the crowd faded into the background as he found himself longing for the one voice he couldn't hear – Azha's. He knew that no amount of trophies or accolades could fill the void that she had left behind.

And so, as he embarked on the next leg of his journey, Lando vowed to keep Azha in his heart, to carry her memory with him wherever he went. For even in the darkest of moments, he knew that her love would be his guiding light, leading him back to the woman he couldn't bear to lose.

But amidst the chaos and the pain, there remained a glimmer of hope, a flicker of possibility that maybe, just maybe, their love was strong enough to overcome even the greatest of obstacles.

[gayvecchio]

Chinatown is such a great F/V episode. Obviously, there is some romantic subtext between Ray and Fraser from the pilot and a good bit in every episode after, but this one just leans so heavily into it, it almost becomes text.

The episode starts with Ray just wanting to take Fraser out on a nice date (to a restaurant he likely knows doesn't allow animals, because having Dief around is like bringing along another person, and this is supposed to be a DATE damn it! Of course, he doesn’t want a third wheel/chaperone tagging along!). He wants to impress Fraser with his local insider knowlege and ordering prowess, but everything is out, and of course, Fraser is too impressive himself to be easily impressed, and outdoes Ray by ordering in Chinese. Then just as their nice meal arrives, someone gets kidnapped, and Fraser’s off jumping out a window, ruining poor Ray's plans for the evening.

"Oh no, Benny, not the window! I don't think they have doors in Canada."

Then comes the first in the wonderful (and not at all subtle) running gag of Fraser and Ray in the closet together.

(Just what, Fraser? What were you two doing in the closet?) "I'm sitting in a dark closet with a Mountie being licked by a deaf wolf . . . That was the wolf, wasn't it? " (I love that Ray entertained the thought that Fraser might be the one licking him, not Dief.)

When the case takes a bad turn, Fraser feels responsible. Ray tries to assauge him, but it doesn't work. He pleads with Welsh to let him have the case, so that he and Fraser can continue to work on it and make it right. Because he knows that the only way to relieve Fraser's guilt is if he is able to save Mr. Lee's son. Making Fraser feel better has been a priority to Ray since the beginning.

A small, rare moment here of Fraser making sure that Ray is okay before he takes off after a suspect. If Ray had said no, would Fraser have let the guy go and stayed? Would he have put Ray's well-being above 'getting his man' for once? Interesting to ponder.

Elaine’s reaction in the episode almost does more to imply that something is going on between Fraser and Ray than anything else. After finding them in the closet, she later sounds jealous with Ray on the phone “you two having trouble squeezing into a booth?”

At the end of the episode, Elaine is eating ice cream and venting to Dief about being an idiot and feeling foolish regarding her crush on Fraser. It reads like she found out the guy she likes has been in a relationship (with another man) the whole time. She feels dejected and foolish because she realized she’d been barking up the wrong tree. The only other interaction Elaine has with Fraser is over the phone when he 'thanks her kindly' for her help. He doesn't treat her any differently in this episode than he has previously. There’s really no reason for Elaine to suddenly feel any more hopeless about the possibility of something happening with Fraser other than her now believing he's already taken.

Ray and Fraser’s final scene in the episode consists of them watching fireworks together (seriously, what’s more romantic than that?) then promenading down the sidewalk as they discuss going to out to dinner again—getting a do-over for the initial ruined date.

It’s just such a great shippy episode, and arguably the one where Fraser and Ray Define the Relationship in a sense and become official.

[blushblushbear]

cashew headcanons please im so so gay for him

TIME FOR DIS NUT aka our darling little bookworm

cut cause I went on for a bit and none of it is important OOPS

okay first off since he's a college boy let's start with the fact that he has zero alcohol tolerance

like none

he'll have 2 sips of a light beer or a half a shot of malibu and he's red in the face sweating and swaying like 'oh wow, I'm really feeling it haha'

Same with coffee

anything past a normal strength cup he's VIBRATING

he doesn't have a heart condition like Nimh but give him a shot of espresso and he'll think he does

is constantly waiting for someone to ask him for book recommendations

and when they do he is sponge bob's eager face BOY IS OVER THE MOON

also he doesn't just read good books

he'll literally read anything

he ADORES trashy novels

especially if they're spicy *eyebrow wiggle*

he recognizes they aren't good but they are so wild and out of pocket like

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S SECRETLY HIS EX'S BROTHER AND ALSO HIS STEP MOM'S LOVER AND DATING HIS EVIL SECRET HALF COUSIN WHOSE TRYING TO KILL THEIR UNCLE AND HIS DAD BUT CAUGHT FEELINGS AND IS NOW PLOTTING TO TAKE HIM HOSTAGE ////WHAT?!////

he'd love shows like gossip girl and pretty little liars if they were BOOKS instead

except OOPS they are actually and he'd love to infodump about that little fact to me if I let him (at least I think they both are?? I know pretty little liars is-- THAT PLOT IS /NUTS/)

honestly he loves when things are written well but he also loves when plots are NUTS

the only kind of nuts he can have

well... second kind

he'd be a secret college slut (respectfully and also def not actually a secret) if he wasn't head over heels for you

now he's just in your dms/texts constantly

his family is just as quiet and mousey as he is

everyone is just as nerdy

though his dad doesn't read as much-- he's more tv and movies and games nerd

he gets his love of books from his mom's side

he'd KILL to be a librarian

or work at a bookstore

English major vibes

but not just vibes that actually is his major lol

has def had a crush on 3 different librarians growing up and 1 creative writing teacher

can't math for shit

his favorite parts of campus friends taking him on nights out is him getting to read in little corners he can find and the 3am breakfasts at the local diner

I've talked about this before but him Nimh and Poe are in a book club together

he thinks Nimh is the coolest cause he's a PA for a publisher

can read a harry potter length book series in an afternoon (also hates terfs <3 )

his favorite genres are romance of any kind but he does have a special fondness for the trashier romances, fantasy, and he does love a mystery but mostly cause he can never see the twists coming

the smartest idiot you'll ever meet

or maybe he's the dumbest smart guy???

either way he is both very clever and very simple all at once

also very well meaning

incapable of wrong

only of oops

(a lot of oops actually, he's kinda clumsy)

once went a whole day without eating cause someone recommended a new series and he LIKED IT VERY MUCH

I wish for the life of me I could remember ANY book series atm

I know of a few by like--- vaguely what they're about but I can't remember their names

he could though

he will spend whole dates telling you the plot of a book series in great detail

loves pets

not great with them

also low key allergic to a few

big rip cause he loves cuddles

cries over a cat at a distance while sniffing

also really likes birds

met a few birds as a squirrel and now he knows Poe who was a bird so like--

birds are buds of his

can't say no to something cute

cute eraser, cute pen, cute notebook, cute cookie, cute you

just can't refuse cute

would totally rock a cottage core vibe if he could manage to keep a plant alive

he lost his ficus Marcel and he's still low key getting over it

uses a wallet sized photo of you as a book mark

def has you or a pic of you and him as a lock screen

the home screen is a pic of a page of a book

is very good at those 'name the book this opening line is from' challenge

good omens, both the book and the show, WRECKED HIM

actually good omens was his fav book to screen adaption thus far

he has a few others but he's more excited about good omens

wants to be friends with Aziraphale

I could ramble on forever but I think I'll end it here

loves that hack where you put cheese on ramen

[umekawa-eve]

01 How did you meet part2

Characters: Guevara, Musashi, Tokugawa, SPEC, Dorian, Yanagi, Oliva

JUN GUEVARA

You don't know what's wrong with you, but you decide to take a trip to a middle-of-nowhere island in Central America before you graduate, despite everyone around you trying to dissuade you from going to an island with a black travel alert, but with the spirit of John Chau's ※ traveling to North Sentinel Island, India in an attempt to convert the tribe to Christianity, you went on the cruise

(※Note: John Allen Chau was an American Evangelical Christian missionary who was killed by the Sentinelese, a self-isolated uncontacted people, after illegally traveling to North Sentinel Island, India in an attempt to convert the tribe to Christianity.)

Although your end is not as tragic as that of John Chau, but it can also be described by the word "tragedy".

First, on a cruise to this island nation, you and your fellow passengers are robbed by pirates. You're in your room, working on your graduation thesis in psychology, and all of a sudden, your door is kicked in and men with rifles are yelling at you to bring out your valuables.

"Take whatever you want, but please don't bother me to study." You said coldly. You've been impatient with study, and now you've had a robbery that makes you even more unpleasant.

"Stop talking shit, take out all your money!" said the big guy who took the lead, still pointing his gun at you threateningly.

You laughed, and the laughter was pleasant, but the tone was light mockery, not so much a mockery of them as it was your own mockery of yourself.

"Anyway, my life sucks, and shoot me if you want. I don‘t care." You said, "After so many years of study, so many exams, and so many school debts, I still have to take the qualification exam for a Psychologist. Ah, I really want to die. I would rather die."

How ironic, you think, that psychology students are the ones who need to see a psychiatrist the most.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" he asked. His expression of surprise was masked by a bushy beard that did not fit his infant's face.

When your throat tightened, tears almost came out of your eyes. Yet you hold back your sadness, raise your head, and sniff hard because all the decisions you've made in your life have one goal in mind—not to show weakness.

"I'm fine." you whispered, but your voice didn't sound really fine.

In the end, they feel sorry for you, so they don't rob you. Instead, they comfort you and invite you to dinner on the island, which you also accept without any sense of danger (students lose their minds when they hear about free meals).

The place for the dinner was the house of the big guy with a baby face, whose name was Seth. Seth's wife Jenna has prepared a feast for you and the rest of Seth's pals, filled with local dishes.

To be honest, for you who usually have heavy schoolwork and can only eat fast food, although these dishes are not delicious, they are very delicious. Jenna stuffed your plate with a lot of food, and everything was delicious.

"Y/N, you're a college student, right? What department do you study in college?" Seth was particularly interested.

"Psychology." you replied.

"Then do you know what I'm thinking now?"

"…pardon?"

"Aren‘t you studying psychology?" Seth said. "You must be able to read minds, right?"

"Even though you study Economics doesn't mean you are rich."

Everyone laughed.

When everyone is full, Jenna serves dessert, but you can't eat anything, so you decide to take a walk outside.

You just want to hang around seth's house at first, but as a road idiot(a phrase in the Asian community, it means someone who has no sense in direction), you accidentally come to a beach, seth's house has long disappeared without a trace.

"Damn, road idiot really can't go out alone."

You sigh but decide to sit on the beach for a while before leaving, looking up at Orion, the only constellation you recognize.

The wind whipped up the water, and it looked spectacular. The undulating waves stretch to the far horizon, and the sea appears to be breathing to you. As if it also had a spirit, shifting its paces, whispering softly, patting lightly on the long and narrow lakeshore covered with shiny black pebbles. Except for the sound of the waves blowing across the shore, the water was eerily silent.

But suddenly, you feel water dripping onto your head.

Is it raining?

You look up, and you see a man standing on the headland, peeing, and the urine is still coming at you.

You quickly back away, dodging the yellow liquid.

"You fucking imbecile! Go to the goddamn toilet if you want to excrete!!" you yell at the man on the headland.

The man is taken aback by your sudden shouting, looks down, and puts things back immediately after seeing you.

"Sorry! Didn't see you there!" The man showed an apologetic smile.

"Damn it!" You endured nausea and took off your urine-stained coat and then said to the man, "What's the use of the police if a single word of apology can solve the problem?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" The man scratched the back of his head as if he was troubled.

You think for a while, then answer: "Are you an islander here? Can you take me to the JG Hotel?"

"Okay, but you should change your clothes first. My house is nearby."

"Are you trying to abduct me to your house, kill me and then dismember me?"

"Today is indeed a good day for the dead."

"That doesn’t sound right."

The man shrugged. "I'm fine with that if you don't mind walking around in clothes that smell like urine. And it's a long way from the JG Hotel."

Well, you really don't want to walk around in clothes that smell like urine, and it's really uncomfortable to have wet clothes clinging to your body, so you take the man's offer anyway.

(A/N: Please don’t follow strangers as y/n did.)

You walk to the headland, and that's when you see him for the first time. He was tall and muscular, with fairly strong muscles, which made his clothes look extra small; his thin face made him more prominent with cheekbones and a high nose; his hair was long straight black, about your age.

"Ah, I can tell that you are a beautiful lady just by your voice." he said to you with a smile, every syllable like flirting.

Unfortunately, you don't buy it. "Ah, I can tell that you are a jerk just by your voice." you said bitterly.

"You broke my heart, dear." he said.

"You just pee on me. Do you want me to thank you?"

You two just arguing like this on the way to his home.

"You can't just walk down the street. Let me run some water for you first." With that, he takes you into the bathroom, walks to the bathtub, turns on the faucet, and the hot water gushes into the bathtub. "I'll get you some clothes."

"Why are you still here?" you ask. "Do you want to watch me taking shower?"

He showed a shit-eating grin, "If you don't mind, I can also bath with you."

"Okay, okay, our conversation is over," you said as you pushed him out of the bathroom.

When the bathroom is all alone, you finally take off your clothes, turn off the tap and step into the tub, into the water. When you wash, the water in the tub gets dirty. You put clean water in it to flush your head and face clean. Then you lie there and stare out the bathroom window at the courtyard, enjoying the caresses of the hot water.

The next second, the bathroom door was knocked, and a voice came from outside the door: "I left the bath towels and clothes outside. Come out and get them, I won't look at you."

You said "ok" and waited until he was far away before opening the door to get the bath towel and clothes. You dry yourself from head to toe with a towel, then put on a T-shirt and shorts, but his shorts are too big for you and slip off immediately, so you just don't wear them, and the T-shirt is big enough to cover your upper thighs anyway.

After getting dressed, you walked out of the bathroom, only to find that he had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

As soon as he saw you, he whistled and said with a sly smile, "Wanna hook up? I can send you straight to heaven."

"I can also send you straight to hell ♡!" you said sweetly.

This is how you met Guevara.

MIYAMOTO MUSASHI

(Musashi: I don’t know. I never think of this question QAQ)

You are the granddaughter of Tokugawa Mitsunari, and you were sent to grandpa's house in Tokyo by your parents during the summer vacation, and you also met Miyamoto Musashi at this time.

When you heard grandpa Tokugawa Mitsunari say that this black-haired man with murderous eyes was Miyamoto Musashi, you laughed out loud, thinking that grandpa was just kidding you.

How could it be, you thought, Miyamoto Musashi was already dead, wasn't he? And the Miyamoto Musashi in your imagination is not like this at all. The Musashi in your mind should be like "Vagabond", not the man who looks slightly like a Ukiyo-style painting.

Until Musashi "slashed" you, of course, he didn't really cut you with a sword, he just made you consciously feel that you were cut. But this is enough to convince you that the person in front of you is Musashi.

"Do you believe it now, brat?" Musashi asked.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have suspected you, but please don't slash me with your consciousness again." you said.

Musashi nodded, but still "slashed" you.

"You fuc--"

You were stopped by Tokugawa Mitsunari before you could finish. "Y/N, pay attention to your words and deeds, you can't be so rude to your elders."

You puffed out your cheeks and whispered why you were being blamed for no reason.

Tokugawa Mitsunari suggested again: "Instead of complaining here, why don't you walk around with Musashi? You don’t have anything better to do anyway. "

So, you have to take Musashi out for a walk.

"If you do that imitation cut again," you threatened in a low voice, "I'll throw you on the streets of Tokyo."

"I will take you with me."

"Is this the greatest swordsman of the Edo period? No wonder you never had a wife."

"How dare you?!"

"Looks like I hit someone nerve here."

"Forget it, I don't bother arguing with a kid. Can you explain what that is?"

You look in the direction Musashi is pointing, only to see a white-haired man in plain black outfit with sunglasses strutting down the street while eating a crepe.

"That's a handsome guy who looks like Gojo Satoru." you say.

"I mean what he has in his hands."

"That's a crepe. What? You want it?"

"It look like delicious."

So you went to buy a crepe with a pudding flavor, and ate it with relish directly in front of Musashi.

"Who told you to use your imitation cut to me? I won't buy it for you."

Musashi isn't mad about it, but he uses his height advantage to take your crepe and take a bite.

He commented: "This crepe is delicious."

"I'm going to kill you! You crepe thief!" You tiptoed and held up your hands, trying to get your crepe back from him.

As a result, you lost your balance and fell forward, but fortunately Musashi caught you. He hugged your waist and stabilized your body. You're overwhelmed by the sudden intimacy, your cheeks blushing uncontrollably, your heart racing.

Seeing your reaction, Musashi chuckled and said jokingly, "Just a touch makes you so blush, haven't you ever been touched by another man?"

You pushed him away immediately and took a few steps back. "I've had a boyfriend, okay?"

"What do you mean by boyfriend?"

"Uh, it means lovers."

"It's unimaginable! There are people who like arrogant and unreasonable women like you."

"Go to hell."

Then he "slashed" you again.

You really want to kill him (if you have that ability).

TOKUGAWA MITSUNARI

-i cant. i just cant. Swarry.

SPEC

-He likes feeding you bullets♡

DORIAN

- do you want candy?

YANAGI RYŪKŌ

-Musashi: What is the answer?

-Yanagi: It's oxygen.

-Doppo: It's wooden chopsticks and paper bags! !

-Yujiro: It's Iaido.

-Ryuu kaiou(probably): It's tofu.

-Doppo: It's David the Giant!

-Ali: It's JoJo (?)

-You: The truth is Jack's dentures.

-Some random dude: It's Hanayama.

BISCUIT OLIVA

- His heart is so small that there is only room for Maria.

[carlosfruitsnacks]

due to recent events (at the time of this request anyway LMAOOOOOOO)

i think its only right if you write a carlos x reader (could be fem or gn) crackfic where he shapeshifts into a rabid dog in defense of the reader because one of his friends tried getting on in his insult saying that the reader is stupid

bonus if the reader is calmly doing something completely oblivious that a frothing rabid carlos as a dog is furiously chasing his own "friends" with a pocket knife on his mouth aimed at them is occurring behind them LMAO

"rabid danger"

summary:

—  Your boyfriend has always been the overprotective type, you know it. But unbeknownst to you, Carlos will go to any lengths to protect you, and yes, that includes shapeshifting into a dog with his mouth foaming and shit.

genre:

— crackfic

notes:

— gender-neutral reader, Carlos shapeshifts into animals. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me if I got something wrong though I will refrain from using too much Spanish.

warning/s:

— rabid Carlos lmfao

a/n:

—  one fucking crackfic filled with fresh crack coming your way <333

Being in a relationship with the one and only Carlos Madrigal was the best. You adore him with all your heart and soul and you're aware that he feels the same with you too, even if he doesn't show it that much. Carlos was...bizarre when it came to showing acts of affection. He likes to tease and insult you relentlessly, luckily, you don't get ticked off by it. He enjoys playing pranks on you but not to the point that'll hurt you. And he loves to do these weird things like sticking his tongue out and hissing like a snake every time something bothers him. When you would cuddle with him he'd unknowingly purr. Oh, and he likes to lick your cheek...a lot.

Despite your lover's very unusual behavior, you love him just the way he is. Today was any other day, the weather was particularly amazing so you asked Carlos out for a date. At first, he declines, you know he's not fond of public dates but then you pulled the magic trick on him and gave him the puppy dog eyes (his weakness) so he reluctantly says yes.

You drag your boyfriend around town, buying food and chatting with each other. You two decided to have lunch at your local eatery. Carlos would play a prank or two by transforming either into a snake or an insect to watch your horrified reaction. It was at that eatery did Carlos' friends showed up. They're a couple of dudes sneering at you but you were too busy eating your food. Carlos pipes up.

"Ey, pendejo, what are you doing here?"

"Just wanted to ask if you guys have room for three"

"This is my date-"

"Oh, sure! Have a seat Andrés!"

You said with a smile. This guy, Andrés, along with his gang joined you two for lunch. They gingerly ordered food and interrupted Carlos' moment with you. He couldn't protest because of your kindness, you were always the kindhearted among you both so for your sake, he glues his lips shut. He glares at his friends as they keep hogging on all the fun.

Midway, you noticed that you have ordered the wrong food but you can't take it back since you've practically devoured it already. You frowned and turned to your boyfriend.

"Aw, amor, I ordered the wrong food but I can't ask for a refund because I already ate it"

"So, you're telling me, you didn't notice that you ordered the wrong food when you started eating it?"

"Lo siento. I was too hungry to notice"

You pouted at Carlos, the latter lets out a sigh and rubbed his temples as he whispered a string of curses.

"Ugh, you're such an idiot, [Name]"

"I'll just go order the food I want right now! Oh wait, I have no money..."

"And you're so stupid too"

Carlos rolled his eyes and handed you some spare money, your eyes twinkled as you took the money and went to go order more food. The shapeshifter kept an eye on you. One of his friends chuckled.

"So, you and [Name], huh? Never thought that would happen"

"Well, it did, cállate Santiago"

His friend, Santiago, scoffs and shoves food into his mouth. Carlos gives him a glare before checking on his lover, you were stumbling over your words while asking if it's possible to get a refund even if you have already eaten the food. Carlos groans and runs a hand through his curls.

"Oye Carlos, why'd have to go out with [Name]? There's a lot of other choices out there but you decided to stoop this low"

"It's none of your fucking business, Diego"

Carlos spat at Diego, the boy shuddered as he saw the animalistic look in his eyes. Andrés listened to the entire conversation and let out a laugh, Carlos raised a brow at him and looked at him, dangerously.

"Looks like [Name] isn't done getting their food yet"

"I know, they're such a fucking dumbass sometimes"

"Yeah, [Name]'s really dumb-"

At the speed of light, Carlos slammed his fist on the table, merely breaking it. All three of his friends flinched and looked at him wide-eyed. One of the things that irritated Carlos Madrigal the most is whenever someone would talk shit about you. It was only him who had the right to do that, no other person is allowed to do it. Carlos is aware of how nasty he can be when he's jealous but he's more terrifying when someone dares to shit-talk you.

"You fucking take that back"

Carlos whispered with venom towards Andrés, the other watched as his features were slowly morphing into a snake. His irises turned into slits as he began to hiss at him, Andrés tried to say something but the fear in his system beats him to it.

"I said, YOU FUCKING TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT [NAME]!"

"Carlos you need to chill! ¡Cálmate, muchacho!"

"Oh, you ain't calming me down, cabrón!"

"Come on, compadre! I was just being honest!"

"Oh yeah? Nobody gives a shit what you think, pendejo! But the moment you open that stupid mouth of yours and say stupid shit about mi amor I knew I had to fucking knock that head of yours to see if your brain's still there functioning!"

The shapeshifter hisses. Every one of his friends started bolting out to the door to escape him but Carlos was not having it. He momentarily lets out a loud groan as he reverted his form from a snake and then shapeshifts into a large Doberman with his pocket knife in his foaming mouth. Carlos now in dog form, growls and starts to chase after the three guys at full speed.

Meanwhile, you're patiently waiting for your food to be cooked while oblivious to the chaos occurring behind you. Humming, you're thinking if you wanted to order some extra food for Carlos, you were about to turn around and ask him personally but debated against it. You placed your chin on top of your knuckles while Carlos chased his friends behind you, drool dripping down to his chin as he keeps the pocketknife steady in his mouth.

"Here's your order!"

"¡Gracias!"

You grabbed your food, you were about to witness your boyfriend terrorizing his friends until you noticed that the food you ordered didn't have the sauce you requested.

"Excuse me? You forgot my sauce"

"Oh, my bad, let me get it for you!"

You smile and waited again. For some reason, you're oddly deaf to the blood-curling screams of Carlos' (ex) friends as he goes completely rabid on each one of them as a dog while frothing in the mouth. You're somewhat immune to what's happening in the background. Finally, your sauce arrives.

"Here you go"

"Thanks!"

With your food, you turn around to see....your lovely boyfriend sitting and patiently waiting for you, not a hair out of place. You grinned and sat across him, you gazed around to find his friends gone.

"Hmm? Where's Andrés and the others?"

"They left. Andrés' dog probably went rabid because he's a shitty dog owner who doesn't know when to shut the fuck up"

You emitted a loud cackle at Carlos' supposed joke, your boyfriend softly smiles at you for it. He watches you eat your food and enjoys the rest of your date as he pretends that he didn't just shapeshift into a fucking Doberman, foaming on the mouth, chasing his old friends until they got tired and left them with bruises and cuts outside the street. No, Carlos is just an overprotective boyfriend who loves you with all his heart. Yes, definitely not the boyfriend who beats up whoever talks shit about you. Haha...there's nothing to see here.

masterlist

[mundrakan]

hey!! this is chance and here’s week 5’s prompt. your oc suddenly gets transported to a mall. what store(s) would they go in? would they buy anything? what would they think? tell me about the experience.

Thank you for this prompt. It was fun thinking about it :)

I think for this I will refer to the two OCs Sol and Tura of my Story "Dragonrider", both because I think they are a pretty good representation for my OCs in general and because I already published about them :)

They come from a fantasy setting, so at first a modern Mall would seem terribly confusing to them. But they know big cities and markets, so once they realize this is what they see, they would likely be very chill about it.

They would try to find out, how one can have fun here and how to purchase something. Likely Tura would have something, some trinket or anything he doesn't value all that much with him to exchange for "the local currency" making a local jewelry trader a very happy merchant, and then they would try everything they can out.

Eat all the food they don't know, which is basically everything, try on clothing (and laugh about it), let poor employers explain all kind of devices to those two self-declared idiots. They would have SO MUCH FUN. Tura would always be a bit protective and distrustful, staying between Sol and strangers, while he can, he would also growl with his dragon voice at people if they come too close, but it would not get unpleasant.

That is, until someone is misbehaving towards a woman or worse, a child. Their basic job description is protection of the weak and they take it seriously. Tura would change at least half way into Dragon form and Sol would have a hard time to keep him from getting really violent towards the perpetrator. Which is even harder, because he has an axe to grind himself.

Likely the fluffy two idiots go to town would very quickly switch genre. If we are very lucky and Tura does not transform fully, to a cop movie, where they are brought in and have a lot of explaining to do, or into a full blown monster movie. One dragon can really cause a lot of uproar. Given he wouldn't feel guilty about it, that would cause quite a bit of destruction, though he really, really is a nice and protective person (for a dragon), if you don't annoy him.

In the end Sol would have a hard time calming him down and trying to explain everything. Made even harder by the fact that anyone who even looks wrong at Sol, gets another taste of Tura's hostility.

For reference: Tura and Sol are lovers, mates, work comrades and everything in between. Tura is a dragon and Sol is his rider. Also: both are terribly stubborn :)

[nilolol30]

Monkie kid oc Vick!

• Name: Vick

• Age: 24

• Gender/pronouns: Female she/her

• Goal: To get as strong as her mentor.

• Relationships: She cut off her family after deciding it was too much of a toxic environment her relationship with Macaque is platonic him being a father figure while Mei and Mk became her bff’s meanwhile she has a crush on a certain red boy.

• Role: Macaques student.

• Job: Waitress.

• Past work: Average store cashier.

• Personality: Very outgoing and tends to make sure whatever plans she has gets finished as fast as possible her humor mostly is sarcasm but she is also a bit of a trickster pulling pranks, she has a habit on always having some sort of blackmail, whenever she’s on the battlefield she’s very focused unless she is absolutely sure she has the upper hand she can get confident and cocky and now thanks to Macaque’s amazing theater teachings she likes to act in many many ways often switching from a scared unknowing bystander to mean ruthless villain in a dime.

• Home life: She keeps her apartment tidy enough it’s not completely clean but not too messy after she gets back from work or training she immediately cleans herself up , feed the stray cats outside, make dinner and lay in bed watching any sort of YouTube videos while eating.

• Work life: She keeps to herself mostly not really interested in befriending anyone who comes or works in the casino she zones out following her usual routine and premade lines for the customers she’s very indifferent about work as long as they pay well then it’s whatever.

• Origin story: She moved away from Australia to Megapolis to have a fresh start later she began being mentored by Macaque at first she was a test for his plan against Mk but he ended up taking it seriously and officially began trained her and building a bond (slowly) after the fight with Mk Macaque tasked her to “befriend” Mk to spy on him she was worried she might get to attached to Mk but Macaque told her to ditch of she felt like she was getting any feelings.

So around season 2 Vick befriended Mk and Mei she mostly stood in the background and didn’t mess with the adventures she ended up getting a long with Pigsy and while that was happening she updated Macaque on what’s happening with Mk at the shadow play episode is where Macaque revealed to Mk that Vick was spying on him and the three fought a little.

Outside Macaque told Vick to head home and rest up and he went to get the lantern (we all know what happened there)

But skip to season 3 and Vick teamed with Mk to defeat Lady bone demon while it took a while they soon got along again after a deep talk and apologies Vick mostly keeping her interactions with Wukong very short during the journey but they get on good terms later mostly just annoying eachother.

• How she sees herself: She always sees herself strong and mostly independent but during bad days or something went bad she sees herself as a failure or mistake that mostly stems from her childhood.

• Character Inspiration: Mae Borowski (Night in the woods) Rika Kawai (Wonder egg priority) Asuka (Eveangelion)

• Fun fact: She cuts her own hair and feeds all the local stray cats outside her apartment (Unfortunately pets aren't allowed)

•Fighting style/J: F*ck it we ball.

Quotes/lines:

“It’s kinda funny but whenever we plan on getting into a battle Macaque makes me wear something purple I dunno something about matching aesthetics? he’s so theatrical”

“What’s so wrong with my hair? I like the messy look at least it’s not constantly everywhere plus I don’t have time to go to a barber”

“Where are those two idiots?”

“None of what I felt the time we spent together was fake I know this will never make up for what I did but I am really sorry…”

“I managed to kick your ass once I think I can do it again!”

“Done being all brooding yet or we’re just gonna stay on top of this roof?”

“We practiced this already like a million times! Why not go all out?”

“That’s a colorful vocabulary for someone who’s on camera do us a favor and smile”

“Alright drama queen got it”

“Crap did one of the cats sneak in?”

“Ah can we wrap this up? I don’t want to be late for work!”

“I’ve been pretty damn fine without help I think I can figure this all out on my own”

Pictures: all from picrew not mine

Lego picture:

Music:

Voice claim: Catra (She-ra)

If you followed me for a bit you've might have already seen Vick but I wanted to give her a proper welcome here and upgrades!

[monsterwithasweater]

Monster Replays the Truthful Route: Part 4

Sorry for the delay, folks!

Warning: You know the deal. Digimon Survive spoilers under the cut.

While working on this part, the draft accidentally got deleted. So, I'm only gonna give a few of my thoughts on the beginning part, then skip right to the exploration part of the amusement park.

I think this game really hits us with the fact that the villains are not indispensable. As Piedmon says, if Arukenimon fails, there is sure to be another one to take her place. And if Piedmon doesn't already convince you in Part 4, just wait until he brutally murders her in Part 7.

Takuma and co. are understandably scared. Sure, Ryo might have survived, but are they really sure they can survive next time? Can they ever get out of this world. If so, can they get out of this world alive? We all know they do because this is the Truthful route, and nobody dies in the Truthful route, but at this point of the story, the Survive gang isn't so sure.

Takuma: Kaito, we have to stick together! You can't go off on your own!

Kaito: stfu

Dracmon: I agree with Takuma!

Kaito: Hmmm, if my little vampire gremlin agrees with you, then you must have a point.

Well, unless you choose the bad ending.

Kunemon (≧◡≦)

Finding Miu!

I really enjoy Ryo's dynamic with Minoru.

Patamon, Palmon, and Biyomon are so stupid! I love them!

BREAKING NEWS: Angry Mean Big Human Beats Up Guards!

The Queen: "Oh, brother. I've never been so embarrassed!"

Okay, that's all I'm gonna bother remembering. Let's get back to Finding Miu!

Dracmon: GRROOOAAARRR! I'm gonna eat you!

Falcomon: All of you... prepare to die!

I love Ryo's speech to Kunemon before he evolves to Flymon, so I'm just gonna share the screenshots of it (warning for poor quality, though).

While making this post, my phone died A-FUCKING-GAIN, so I lost a good chunk of it. Then, while trying to remember what the hell I typed down, I accidentally closed out of Tumblr. So if there are any weird skips, I apologize.

Kaito: I'm... I'm all she has. So I have to look out for her.

After playing the Harmony route, this line especially hits hard.

Something I just noticed: All of the servants names start with P (yeah, I know that in English it's Biyomon with a B, but they're also called Piyomon in Japan, so...).

Minoru: I'm saying if we stand around here talking for too long those pesky little things will-

Palmon: Looking for us?

They're in the four-shadow! Like the one they were talking about earlier!

OMGZORZ, can you believe that they made Goth TK an actual, CANON character in Digimon Survive?

A touching reunion, indeed. *wipes tear from eye*

If I'm being honest, I'd also be annoyed if my older brother crashed my throne room.

She looks so annoyed XD

Of course it's Ryo that says this.

Makes sense, given how MarineAngemon helped carry my first few playthroughs.

Kaito: I just worry about her, that's all.

Saki: Well, sometimes it can feel suffocating being on the other side of that.

This honestly makes me wonder about Saki's family. From what I can tell from her Prologue story, her parents (or at least her mother) seem to be massive worrywarts. Though given Saki's illness, it's understandable.

KAITO YOU IDIOT, STOP PUNCHING THE WALL!

It's the Old 'Mon himself!

I can understand why Minoru and Shuuji are suspicious of Jijimon. After all, the last time they found an adult they thought they could trust, she turned out to be a weird spider lady that wanted to sacrifice them.

But seriously, Jijimon is a sweetheart. <3

Ryo: This sucks. These guys are such bad news. I can't believe we're taking them on again.

Kunemon...

Ryo: Yeah, I know.

Ryo: I don't want Miu to have to go through what I experienced yesterday.

Kunemon: Kew!

Ryo: Heh! Yeah... you're right. We've just gotta do this!

Shuuji's affinity dialogue rubs me the wrong way. Though I guess that's because of the localization.

Okay, I'm just gonna say it here and now: Miu's more of a Digimon Kaiser-equivelent than the hypothetical Ken-equivelent ever will be.

Kaito, did you seriously punch GARURUMON!?

I love the pre-Shellmon scene as well. Unfortunately, I hit the photo limit, so I'm gonna have to copy the dialogue from scratch.

Miu: Oh no! Kaito!

Syakomon: So, you ARE worried about what happens to him?

Miu: Of course I am! He's my brother!

Miu: I just don't like him being overprotective, and I hate how he never gives me any space.

Miu: When he gets like that, it reminds me of... things I really don't want to remember.

Syakomon: And that's why you were so mean to him?

Miu: Yeah, but he's still my brother.

Miu: Only after I can't do anything...

[Insert Patamon and Biyomon getting their asses kicked by Garurumon here]

Miu: Oh no! They're all hurt again!

Miu: Syakomon, tell me, what should I do?

Miu: They're all fighting for me like I'm really their queen, but...

Miu: I haven't done anything for them!

Syakomon: Miu... what do you want to do?

Miu: I... I don't want to let anyone... To let my brother die...

Miu: I don't want to lose everyone after lying to them, or my brother after fighting with him!

Miu: I want to protect everyone else for a change!

Miu: Syakomon, please! Save Kaito!

Syakomon: Oh, I'm so happy you said that! Finally, you were able to be honest with how you feel.

Miu: Syakomon!?

Syakomon: I've been waiting this whole time for you to be honest with me.

Syakomon: Because when you wish for something with your whole heart, I can be as strong as you need!

Miu: What!? Syakomon, what's happening!?

Syakomon: Miu, I'm here to make your wishes come true! So for your sake, I'll grow strong!

Syakomon, evolve tooo...!

[Insert evolution into Shellmon here]

Easily one of my favorite scenes in the whole game.

Anyways, I evolved her straight to Azulongmon and oneshotted Garurumon.

I love the music that plays when the Survive gang learn that there's a way to go back to the Human World via the boundary.

Jijimon: Many times I have witnessed the strong bond between my friend and their human child.

Jijimon: Though it was long ago, and my memories have fades. Yet had that child been sacrificed...

Jijimon: My friend would not have fared well. Those who share such strong bonds share the same fate.

Jijimon: Yet my friend still lives. This in itself is proof that the child is alive somewhere.

The scene between Takuma, Agumon, Kaito and Dracmon is really sweet.

Dracmon: What's this? Kaito being open and honest about how he feels for once? No way!

Pffft XD

And that concludes Part 4. For how much of a pain in the ass this post was to make, I still really enjoyed this part (though that might be because it focuses on two of my favorite characters, Ryo and Miu). Miu learned her lesson, and boy, I sure learned mine...

[ohnothehedgepog]

Some headcanons for Eclipse in my AU

Even though Eclipse is from Archie, my AUs tend to be blends of different Sonic media. In this AU, what happened was that the back up Black Arms were about to wipe out Shadow, team dark, and the military squad that was sent to destroy the New Black Comet. Shadow realized though that Black Arms did have a sense of love for those they considered family, it’s just that none of them ever managed to extend that love out to other species before, until him. Shadow fully merged his mind with the hive mind so they could feel what he felt about the Earth and its people. After that they didn’t want to hurt the Earth anymore. The Black Arms decided to go back to space, but Eclipse wanted to stay behind after seeing glimpses of the experiences Shadow had. Shadow and Rouge decided to manage Eclipse’s care after that.

Eclipse is around Sticks’s age. He’s not very mature. Plus it’s funny that Shadow got his ass handed to him by his feral little cousin.

Eclipse had trouble adjusting to the hundreds of little social and legal rules that there are. For example, he eventually learned to share, but had trouble reading what he was doing was wrong. This lead to an instance where he started eating his meal with his hands, and saw that everyone was staring at him. He thought he had to share his food out of politeness and then offered Amy a handful of noodles.

He also ignores safety rules if he thinks they are stupid, only learning when the consequences bite him, for example, running into an intersection without using the crosswalk or following the crosswalk sign and then getting hit by a car.

He eventually befriends Sticks the Badger over their shared dislike of societal expectations. This eventually develops into romantic feelings. Their first meeting went hilariously, with Sticks making up conspiracy theories about what Eclipse was planning as an alien, and then them working together to fight another alien that really had malicious intent, with no one else believing them that the alien was around. Because of this, Eclipse tends to believe some of Sticks’s wild theories from then on, and starts taking after some of her mannerisms, like getting into fights with raccoons at the local dumpsters. Shadow and Rouge try to curb this behavior, but won’t stop him from seeing her because he hasn’t connected to anyone else that much socially. She really does help him develop socially by leaps and bounds, as does Shadow.

Shadow and Rouge kind of fell into parental roles with Eclipse, trying to manage the care of a problem child. Shadow especially had to step up with the big things, even giving him “the talk” at one point after some abstinence idiot gave Eclipse a panic attack by telling him that holding hands with someone you like would make babies, and Eclipse thought that black arms aliens would erupt from Sticks like Xenomorphs (Eclipse knew how black arms larvae and soldiers were made, but didn’t know if maybe other species absorbed DNA by touch or something).

Rouge meanwhile sometimes guides him on how to do smaller gestures, like give gifts and compliments to people. She also figures out ideas and compromises with managing him when Shadow’s stumped. Eclipse keeps in touch with Black Death through video chat. Shadow and Rouge update him privately about Eclipse’s progress. 

[dracereads]

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER: A MAY WRAP UP POST

Hello, yes. Guess who's a week late to wrapping up the month of May? Me. It's always me. Time is a social construct, and I'm off on a Tuesday instead of a Thursday and this was on my to-do list. I wanted to start doing monthly wraps with not so much the books I read, but what I was doing and how many I ultimately got to start, and any commentary I had for the month to look back on in reflection. On the blog side:

I've gained a few new followers! Hi, yes. Hello. I'm your local idiot who runs a reading blog specifically at a glacial pace. I talk entirely way too much, and if you're ever in the mood for a good chat I'm the one you want because I can never tell when my chattiness is unwanted. It's a character flaw, I think. Real life and summary + goals under the damn cut you're welcome.

So to start off with May: May, you sucked. Hardcore. The beginning two weeks of May were both Hell Weeks. I live in a University town, so the University dropped right at the start into their progression into finals. I work in a restaurant, which translate into someone had collectively disabled the safety button on a college kid’s well-intention'd budget.  It’s take out to compliment the side order of tears and stress studying.  Then every single organization had awards, grad ceremonies. Catering was a miserable spectacle to prepare. I imagine it was extremely good to enjoy and eat. but. when you've got like 4-5 of them in a day it's a stress-induced nightmare.

Right after College let out, the local high schools started their hell weeks + ceremony wrap-up weeks. So it restarted the whole process with a little more gusto because we serve TWO high-school districts. During the first two weeks I was hamfisting books. I think I started a reading circle with 3 books; then that circle grew to five. Definitely a string of come home and read a bunch of chapters and go to sleep kind of environment. It's actually very cathartic to think about weird fantasy trope filps vs wondering if you didn't count out the correct amount of utensils for the first catering order of the day for the Doctor's Office your CC has been DYING to get into a contract with. This is the better mental habit, even if you have to force yourself to sit and read, Drace. The third week of may brought all of that last minute sales ventures to a screeching halt. With that, I shifted gears into deep cleaning and renovating my room a little bit. As of the day this post goes live (6/7) I will have been without an working air conditioning unit for an entire month. Luckily the gods of Southern heat have been merciful and have tried to deep fry me only twice. I fear for the worst as I get into the heat of June. However, with this sudden need to heat proof my room I finally installed my curtains and UV screens and my room is looking EXCELLENT! Though. Drilling into wood paneling is really dusty. excessively dusty. So book photos and photo shares from now on will have beautiful windows and aesthetic-y stuff because I am definitely striving to add some decoration. I feel like a hamster that's actively trying to enrich it's environment over here, folks. During the last two weeks, I think I only target read. Which is to say: "sucks to be all other books than the ones I want to read with hyperfocus." I have a stack of round table reads that I am going to queue more books into and start fresh again this week. Reading-habits: I think I managed to finish 7 or 8 books in the month of May. Which is a lot more than I was expecting given the fact my schedule was an absolutely maddening crap-shoot.

Goals for June: I want to finish at least a half-dozen or so books that I didn't mange to get finished before May went out like cold bathwater. There are a couple of books sitting with like 3-4 chapters left that I've been savoring because I just don't want to let them go. If I don't finish it I can still hold onto it right? (Wrong, it's time) I have a bunch of stuff that I didn't get around to in May that I would like to sink my teeth into as well. However, that progress is going to be slow and take me forever. Because if you haven't noticed, taking this glacially is the whole point. As for DNFs, there are a couple on my list that I think I'm just going to try and pick back up. If anything I'll give them a few more chapters to get the story out before I decide to DNF them again or finish them for good. The goal here is to just keep on the course of clearing out my physical TBR before I add more things in.

[shummashum]

Zeus Brundle Ch1 [13~17]

Oi Klaus! Do anything about it! You're the one who nominated her!!

But he said literally "I'm afraid I can't." oh shit

uh… He says kind words to her? Was he this kind of character

fuck my mouth I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry I was rude!! I made a huge mistake!!! I knelt down like this Please be lenient just this once please?

aw fuck I'm not sorry I'll do it my own

Then Remb called Klaus for a moment, and the two soon walked somewhere.

...

What do I do now? Is there any meaning to this party now. I don't know anyone here to begin with Save the introvert

Suddenly, somebody talked to her from behind.

ooh... Season 6 comrades are gathering more and more

This man named Caesar greeted Liz cheerfully, handing her a glass of juice.

But I know another side of you. I heard your route is quite… harsh? (I received confirmation!! They gave me a "very on the dot" comment on my previous guess)

But it seems like he’s being kind right now so I don't care!

Liz thought this Alfonse guy looked familiar… Well, blonde hair + violet eye combination is quite a characteristic element in WH sekai. But could I have inferred that he is Goldstein just by observing the current conversation without any prior knowledge? I'm not sure about this honestly

Actually, I was a little scared here, when he suddenly erased his smile. But! The kind-looking guy has the most unsettling heart! I'm not doing anything wrong

and it happened to skip the family-related story… something feels off. huh

Anyway, unlike those two idiots who had a bad attitude earlier, the conversation with these two is going very smoothly. It's plain sailing!

Hi…Hinomoto… I tend to be a bit surprised when that country is mentioned without warning. Please be careful? But why Hinomoto? Is there anything special there

E-Excuse me! It would be a good idea to ask Cae, but a local person is staying at the Academy! I'm definitely definitely definitely not suggesting Cae to give him a reason to appear, but how about asking him? Yeah??

Anyway, everyone is introducing themselves. Then maybe Zeus' route tastes like the pilot episode. Like, how will the story progress from Season 6, what are the personalities and characteristics of the new regular characters, etc…

and Cae's flirting is extraordinary. Koitsu tsuyoi

After the conversation, Liz left the auditorium to and get some fresh air. And she begins to worry whether she took the trial too recklessly.

Well… she indeed accepted the trial without hesitation, but what's wrong with it. It's a bit unexpected that the person I have to suck his ass is a fucking freak, but wouldn't it work out somehow

As she was walking, she heard the quite murmur of voices in the empty classroom.

So she tried to eavesdrop, but she failed and made a noise.

why do you always do that why please there has never been a time when she got the information straight agghhhh (pain)

But then Zeus appeared and dragged her behind the shadows, his hand covered her mouth. (did I get help in the end… it somehow hurts my pride)

Klaus assumed it was simply the wind and went back into the classroom. At least she didn't get caught

Honestly, I agree too. Can't you be a little more careful if you're going to eavesdrop. why do you always fail. Of course I know it was the writer's intention not to give away information from the beginning, but it's being pissed off anyhow

Anyway, Zeus said he was helping her hide and insisted that she should be grateful to him.

Erm… It's not that I'm not grateful but well you know? If I thank him now, considering his personality, he'll say "Oh, you're really thanking me you hopeless moron," and start scratching me again

Ahem Eat this

But I didn't want to make remarks of that level!!

I think I'm pretty much fucked you have to suck his ass and you're disobeying him right now oh god aohwaoahwoa I think I'm fucked I didn't do that! That's arbitrary behavior on her part

But fortunately, perhaps because he likes that kind of disobedience, he takes a rather kind(?) attitude.

But how can I know about you. We've just met each other and this is my first time playing your route

His words are like this but you know, the fact that he's giving her this much attention means she's made a pretty memorable impression on him. I don't think the situation is that bad

And that's how Ch1 ended.

Um, it was a pretty good start as a warm-up for Season 6... It was difficult to adapt to the new atmosphere, but the story was probably made to target that reaction, so um, well.

The real story will begin in Ch2 so I'm a bit forward to it. I hope the story will be as good as the cataclysm that occurred

(And you know, I'm in trouble. 30 photos are never enough. How. Help.)

[iloveabunchofgames]

Week In Review - 3/12/23

#JakeReviewsItch Week In Review Archives

This week's reviews:

🧡🧡🧡🧡🤍 Alien Life Lab 🧡🧡🤍🤍🤍 All Haze Eve 🧡🧡🧡🧡🤍 All You Can Eat 🧡🧡🤍🤍🤍 Alone With You 🧡🧡🧡🧡🤍 Alt-Frequencies 🧡🧡🤍🤍🤍 Ambidangerous 🧡🧡🧡🤍🤍 Amelie

It's a week of messes! Steam is a mess! I am a mess! Even the Game of the Week is a mess!

Game of the Week

All You Can Eat is easily the best game I reviewed this week. Alt-Frequencies is the clear runner-up. Game of the Week, however, is a title that goes to the game that's still occupying my brain after the fact...

At the end of my Alien Life Lab review, I said it had a New Game+/Second Quest thing. I think I was wrong. I thought the game was telling me to play again, but this time there would be three aliens who would need to be rescued along the way. In reality, I think this secondary objective had been there from the start, and I just didn't notice. So I played it a second time. I talked to every space person I saw, some of whom followed me. I finished, and found that I'd only rescued 1/3. Rats. I'll probably never see the good ending, and that's okay. Each time I loaded the game, I thought, "I overrated this, right? It's sort of trash, isn't it? Do I like it ironically? And every time, I got sucked right back in to it. I like it more now than when I reviewed it. I like it as much or more than I like the turn-of-the-millennium shooters and immersive sims that it recalls—System Shock 2, Half-Life, Deus Ex...

It is a mess. It's easy to articulate its faults. There's just something about how thoroughly weird and unpretentious it is, though, and even after beating it twice in a week, it still rattles me. It pulls off jump scares just as well in open, brightly lit arenas as it does in darkened, twisting paths lined with squishy, organic matter. Oh, yes, the audio design. That's the real source of dread. Again, All You Can Eat is the game to play this week. It's currently the third-best reviewed game on this site. It pushes the adventure game genre in such an exciting direction that half of my review was just the repeated word, "Genius!" Alt-Frequencies is the most mainstream pick of the bunch, and not because it lacks fresh ideas and idiosyncrasies. It's currently the fourth-best reviewed game on this site. I have another game from Accidental Queens on the review docket for the week after next, and I am jazzed. That studio hasn't missed yet.

Alien Life Lab is stupid and weird. I can't stop thinking about it.

Steam Is Hot Air

Do you remember 2003? Do you remember Valve requiring some big, annoying launcher service for anyone who wanted to play Half-Life 2? If you don't, let me tell you: A lot of people wanted to play Half-Life 2, and a lot of them were not happy about downloading this "Steam" thing. They wanted you to check in online every time you launched a game???

I'd hoped to illustrate the vitriol with contemporary examples. Forum posts, IGN editorials; that kind of thing. Unfortunately, the best archival records I could find come from the creeps at Penny-Arcade. These guys are awful, and I'd rather not link to their site, but they had their finger on the pulse when it came to petty grievances. They were influencers. When Jerry "Tycho" Holkins wrote about being scared of a computer asking for credit card information or about local-multiplayer enthusiasts feeling infuriated because they couldn't connect to Steam from their local LAN café, he was capturing the whiny, online zeitgeist. I didn't have high-speed Internet or a computer capable of running Half-Life 2 in 2003, so that particular controversy didn't occupy much space on my radar. I do remember the first time I played Half-Life 2 at a friend's house. Launching the game seemed like a process, accompanied by a halfhearted rant from my friend that was aimed equally at Steam and the idiots who acted like this mildly obtrusive application was tantamount to a war crime. Let me jump forward and ask: What exactly was the Epic Games Store hullabaloo? Or maybe that should be is; not was. I still see people taking up arms over...something. There are a million valid reason to dislike and distrust Epic as a company, but as far as I can gather, the crusaders are angry that a big corporation threw around a lot of money to complete with another big corporation? I'm generally against impossibly wealthy corporations reshaping the world to their liking, but look consider how pathetic and unnecessary Ubisoft's and Electronic Arts' launchers are. Even with Epic snagging a exclusives and timed exclusives, have they made any kind of dent in Steam's monopoly? Let's talk about the danger of consolidated power.

I've mentioned before that when I play PC games, I use my third-party Switch Pro Controller whenever possible. It feels good. It was dirt cheap. It works for me. Or it did work for me, until a few months ago. Most modern games are prepared to encounter an Xbox controller. PlayStation controller support is not uncommon. Native Switch controller support, though? Forget it. In a recent update, Steam added full, official support for Steam controllers of all kinds...but not my controller. What had happily been accepted as a Switch Pro Controller one day was read as an Xbox controller the next. The Screen Capture Button that had never had any issues no longer does anything, because an Xbox 360 controller doesn't have that button, and apparently that's what I'm using. I lost rumble support on some games. The little surprises never end. And because Steam has historically been the PC's best bet for controller support, other launchers don't offer any competitive options. Go to any Reddit thread where people want to know how to make their controller work, and 9/10 replies are the same thing: Steam Big Picture Mode.

This is the most dramatic update in 20 years of Steam, and Valve just seems to be sinking deeper into the muck each day. If you haven't personally noticed any issues, look no further than the patch notes for proof that everything's in shambles, all the time. I encountered a bug where Big Picture Mode would make a sound like it was launching, and then it would just show my desktop. I found some suggestions online and got things working. Then, in the next update, they broke it all over again.

When it works, I don't have much beef with Steam. I prefer it to the old days of games installing wherever they pleased. I like that having an account that allows me to maintain my game library indefinitely, no matter how many times I replace my computer. Steam has been good to me.

But the naysayers were onto something. Digital Rights Management is only as good or as bad as the rights-holder chooses to be, and we all know how trustworthy and stable corporations are.

My Itch library may consist of "DRM-free" applications, but I'm depending on Itch to keep up its end. If the company folded tomorrow, there's no way I could download and back-up all my games.

I own games through GOG, Ubisoft, and Rockstar. Their launchers are fine, but I'm not comfortable making additional purchases on any service run by companies that (aLlEgEdLy) cover up systemic harassment and abuse. I have handfuls of games tied to this account or that. I'd obviously prefer to have them all in one place, but who can you trust? Can you ever really trust anyone?

Steam is still the best option. It's only real option, which is to say, we don't have options. It's working so far. Except when it's not. Can't wait to see what they break with the next patch.

Jake Reviews #JakeReviewsTwitch

Take a look at the tiny blue text at the bottom of this post. It appears on almost everything I post. But today, it's different. Today, it says, "#JakeReviewsItch" for the first time. I'm in my third month of posting at least once a day, and this is the first time I've noticed that my template has had a ridiculous typo all along. I remember writing "Twitch" when I meant "Itch" on the first day. I corrected it. It's something I've written and corrected many more times since then. I probably should have known to double check for it in my template as soon as I started using a template. I probably did. I probably deleted "Twitch" and wrote "Twitch" in its place. I've made changes to my format little by little since I started. Every day, I think, "I should shake it up. Question everything I'm doing. Tear it down and build something new. I should give scores out of 10, rather than five. Some of these 4/5s should be 3/5s, and some of these 3/5s should be 1/5; better adjust the whole scale. Tumblr isn't the right place for these reviews, anyway. How hard would it be to transfer to another site? And when am I going to write a post about everything wrong with my page?" Maybe it would be easier if I just committed to reviewing every single stream on Twitch

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[darkmulti]

(Yandere and non con warning)

Def not the only one who wants a 18th century h.c of possessive and controlling, husband!Jungkook x forced wife!reader. Jungkook gets jealous after witnessing another man asking you out and when you come back home at night, he breeds you. Please make it rough and non con. Thank you❤️‍🔥

-> you’re definitely not the only one. I can assure you that I’ve thought about this too many times😫

⚠️: NON CON, YANDERE!JUNGKOOK, Squirting/piss play, Physically, mental and emotional abuse, spit play,

-> sorry for any mistakes

Your parents owned a local bakery store

All the recipes were from your late grandmother

You spent almost all of your time there because you were in charge of everything

The store was under your parents’ name but you were the one running it

Sometimes, you even slept there because it’d be too late to walk home

Your dedication to the bakery made it successful

Although, you were the one doing all the work, you parents took all the credit and money

They weren’t paying you because you’re their child

They don’t need to pay you

“It’s a women’s place.” Your father said

You wanted to go back to school however, your parents laughed in your face

“School aren’t for girls, Y/N. Learn how to cook and clean. That’s all you need to know. Let the men handle everything else.”

You were tired of fighting with them and eventually stopped because they threatened to set you up in an arrange marriage

Now, it was just you and the bakery

You had many loyal customers and recently, one has been coming everyday, at the same time

He’d always buy a loaf of banana bread and if he was in a good mood, a blueberry muffin as well

Then, he’d sit in the corner table and eat two - three slices before getting up and leaving

He’d always leave a tip behind and you always kept it for yourself

One day, he didn’t come and you were surprised

For a year straight, he came and bought the same two things

Now, he hasn’t visited in 4 days

Tonight, you came back home for the first time in a while

Your parents had visited the bakery to collect “their” earnings and told you that you have to go somewhere with them that evening

After closing up and cleaning up, you went home and got ready

Your parents were taking you out for dinner as a treat for all your hard work

You were really excited because they were finally acknowledging your hard work

Once you arrived at the restaurant, your parents lead you to a table that already had three people seated

You immediately recognize one of them

It’s that guy who buys your banana loaf!

You sat in front of him while your parents greeted the two other strangers

“Oh, so this is your daughter? She’s gorgeous! Come here and give me a hug.”

You awkwardly chuckled and got up to hug the middle aged women

“Oh! Where are my manners? My name is Jeon F/N, this is my husband, Jeon F/N and this is our son, Jeon Jungkook. We’re your soon to be in laws!”

You heart dropped to the floor

“I-in laws?” You asked, confused

“Yeah, honey. Is this your first time hearing about this? We’ve been talking to your parents for a while now.”

You snapped your head towards you parents and they looked emotionless

“No, no they didn’t tell me anything.”

Dinner with them was hell

Your parents were talking about your wedding arrangements right in front of you

You didn’t know what to do

You wanted to rebel but then your parents would disown you

Just like that, you’d be homeless with little money to survive

In the end, you’d be paying the heavy price

You looked at Jungkook who was staring at you the whole time

You wondered if he knew about this

Maybe, that’s why he came to the bakery everyday

“Did you know anything about this?” You said loud enough for him to hear

“I did.”

“For how long?”

“Since last year.”

You eyes widen, in shock

You were right!

“Why didn’t you stop it?”

“Why would I stop it when I’m the one who wants it?”

You scrunch your eyebrows, in confusion

“What’re you talking about?”

“Since the first day I met you, I wanted to marry you. I told my parents and now, we’re getting married.”

Now, you were mad

You got up and stormed off, catching everyone’s attention

You walked to the bakery and locked yourself in

Here, you thought your parents were acknowledging you for first time, when they were actually setting you up for a marriage so they don’t have to take care of you

You cried yourself to sleep that night

The next couple of weeks, the bakery was closed due to your wedding

The wedding was spectacular

You would’ve love it if you weren’t being forced into a marriage

After the wedding, Jungkook took your precious virginity

He made sure to pleasure you until you passed out

He was so in love with you

Now, he was finally able to show you how much he loved you

And mark you as his

The next couple of months, he was attached to you

He took over his family’s business and you took over your family’s business

He’d visit you every day at work to check if you’re with another man

He was so paranoid about it, sometimes he’d come by 3 or 4 times to make sure you were not cheating

You thought he missed you and that’s why he kept stopping by (which is half true) however, you had no idea that he was possessive and controlling

You had to learn the hard way

Sometimes, you wouldn’t leave work until midnight

You had so much things to do like preparing for the next day, making a to-do list, making a grocery lists, and cleaning every area of the shop

It’s time consuming, so obviously you finish up pretty late

Jungkook absolutely hates that

Although you stay late in the shop once in a while, he can’t stand it

He wants you to be in his arms every night

Jungkook gets angry when you’re not

This was your fourth time staying out late in the shop and he’s had enough

He couldn’t help but feel paranoid about what you were actually doing in the shop

What if you lied and went on a date with another man?

What if you were running away from him?

Or even worse, what if you were having sex with another guy?

He raced to the bakery and banged on the door, which scared you

You saw that it was him and let him in

“W-what’s wrong?! You scared me!”

“Grab your stuff, we’re going home.”

“But I’m not done yet! I only have a couple more things to do and then I’ll come home. I told you already-”

“I don’t think you fucking heard me!” He yelled and grabbed your hair

“Grab your shit, we are leaving right now.”

He pushed you towards the counter and crossed his arms

You let your breath out in shock but scurry to get your stuff

You’ve never seen him like this and it terrified you

“I have my stuff.”

“Good, let’s go.”

He helped you lock the door and wrapped his arm around your waist

The walk home was silent

You were scared shitless

All you wanted to do was run back into your parents’ house

But he didn’t let you move an inch away from him

Once you got home, he started pushing you around and arguing some more

“Jungkook, I told you this afternoon when you came to visit! I said I have to stay late so I don’t have to stress myself out in the morning!”

“Don’t fucking lie to me! Who were you fucking seeing?!” He screamed, frightening you more

“No one! I swear, no one!” You whimpered

He corned you into your shared room and locked the door

“Jungkook, I swear! Nothing happened!”

He didn’t believe a single word coming out of your mouth

It was like you were talking to a wall

He pushed you onto the bed and stripped you naked

Jungkook pushed two fingers into your cunt and pretended to scoop out cum

“If nothing happened, why is your cunt full of cum?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about! I didn’t have sex with anyone!”

You weren’t very educated about sex, so Jungkook had an advantage

You began apologizing even though you didn’t have sex with anyone

You just wanted peace between you two

“I’m sorry! I didn’t cheat or anything, but I’m sorry if it hurt you! I really am!”

Jungkook slapped you and spat on your face

“Dirty slut. Telling me that you’re not cheating but still apologizing.”

“No! Please, I didn’t do anything!”

Jungkook pulled his cock out and shoved it in without warning

You were still new to sex so when he didn’t let you adjust, you automatically started screaming and crying

“Please, slower!” You cried, holding onto his biceps as he went faster and deeper

“Stop! Please!”

Jungkook loved the sound of his balls clapping against your ass

It honestly made him harder

All night, he was on top, fucking you hard

Your legs were spread apart, tears in your eyes and sweat dripping down your forehead

You looked like a hot mess

And he loved every second of it

“Mmh- Jungkook!”

You squirted around him and had a trembling orgasm

You couldn’t stop releasing your liquids on him and he couldn’t stop pounding you

The bed sheet was soaked by the end of it

He pushed his cock deep inside and came

After Jungkook fell asleep, you cried for while

How were you supposed to tolerate him for the rest of your life?

The next morning

You woke up in severe pain

You lower region was begging for some pain relief

But there was nothing you could do about it

Jungkook was still sleeping next to you

You decided to leave before he wakes up

After getting ready by leaning on everything, you slowly walked to town

When you arrived at the bakery, you saw a big “for sale” sign

You panicked and went inside the store, only to be greeted by your parents

“Mother, father! Why is there a “for sale” sign on the bakery?”

You parents looked at each other in disappointment

“You see, we have to explain the obvious to your daughter. Be grateful that someone willingly married your idiot daughter.” Your father said before walking out

His words did hurt but you cared about the bakery more than your father

“Why’re you selling it, mother? Can you not afford it anymore? Why-”

“Shut up, Y/N! You’re married now, you have wifely duties. You don’t have time for this bakery so the best option is to sell it.”

Your world fell apart right before your eyes

“But mother-”

“Save it. You already made your father upset. I’m warning you now, you don’t want to get on my bad side.”

You cried the whole morning

After you opened the bakery, lots of people gathered in line

All breads, cakes and muffins were going on sale

After you served the people in line, you went up to the tables and took their order

After you served them, a regular customer who was sitting alone gestured you to come over

You went over to the man and asked him if he needed anything

He told you to take a seat and accompany him

Since the crowd died down, you sat down in front of him

“You look a bit stressed and sad. What’s on your mind?”

You were touched by his words

Finally, someone cared about you

You told him you were upset about the bakery closing

He understood and even offered money to help you keep it open

You were flattered but didn’t accept the money

“Money’s not a problem, my parents just don’t want to keep this shop open.”

You talked with this guy for a couple of hours

Although this was your first time talking to him, you talked to him like he was your best friend

When closing time came around, he got up and asked you out on a date

You didn’t know what to do

You were married but you really liked this guy

You were considering saying yes when someone pulled his shoulder back and punched him across the face

“Jungkook! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“You think I didn’t see that?! I saw it all. I saw you flirting with my wife for three hours straight and then asking her out on a date!”

Jungkook beat the crap out of the guy and pushed him outside

He then came back in the store, looking at you with devil eyes

“Yesterday’s punishment clearly wasn’t enough.”

The entire way home, he was yelling at you, slapping you, spitting on you, pulling your hair, pushing you to the ground and choking you

You were crying the whole time, apologizing over and over

When you arrived home, he seriously had no mercy on you

No foreplay, no lube, no adjusting

Just a raw, thick cock being forced into you

You were begging him to let you go but tonight, nothing was going to stop him

He was moving his hips insanely fast, not giving you enough time to breathe

You were choking on your own sobs

“Jungkook, please no! I’m sorry!”

“Why did you hesitate to deny his offer? You are a married fucking women!” With each word a hard thrust followed, knocking all the air out of you

“Answer me! Is he better than me? Does he take care of you? Does he provide money for you? TELL ME!” He was yelling so loudly, it was making you cry harder

“N-no, he doesn’t. He was just the first person to care about me.” You whispered the last sentence but, Jungkook was able to make it out

“Are you saying that I don’t care about you?”

He got more aggressive and fastened his pace

“Tell me, Y/N! Do you think that I don’t care about you?!”

You couldn’t answer him because you couldn’t catch your breath

He was going too fast and you were crying so hard, you couldn’t breathe

Jungkook noticed how much you were struggling and added onto your struggle by holding your neck down

“Apologize, right now Jeon Y/N!”

You softly apologize but it wasn’t good enough for him

He lifted your legs a little, giving him better access and fucked you till you squirted

This time you sobbed your apology and begged for forgiveness

“I’m so sorry, Jungkook! It’ll never— ah! It’ll never happen again! I’m so sorry! Please for- forgive me for my dumb m-mistake. Please! I’m begging you.” You held onto the bed sheet, praying he would stop

He huskily growled and pushed his cock in deep

“For the next 9 months you’ll be swelling with my baby. Now, everyone can back off.”

He shot his hot cum right into you, filling you up to the rim

Sorry for any mistakes. It’s 3:41am 😄