#reminds me why i love the zombie genre

[rockybloo]

The hardest part about dating a zombie mutant is making them behave so you both don't get killed by other humans that are unaware some zombies are actually friendly.

Destiny tries hard but Zeke tries harder and refuses to behave without some compensation in return.

For some short story context, Zeke is a mutant zombie who isn't quite alive but isn't quite dead either and Destiny is a human.

They are trying to survive in a post apocalypse world. It's kinda like an alternate timeline to my normal universe…but zombies happened at some point.

[lieslab]

Don't let me go

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎ ꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

Pairing: og8 X gn reader

Summary: After being miserable in your room, you're dragged along to a beach vacation and the guys will do anything to get you to laugh.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.6K

A/N: This was requested quite a while ago, but I finally did it. I sat on this one for a while because honestly, I didn't know how to write it properly. Now that it's here, I hope it makes you laugh as much as it made me to imagine it <3

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“Do you know what time it is?” Your voice came out groggy as someone grabbed your wrists. You were dead weight as they shook your body over and over again. 

“Get up! Get up! Get up!” Hyunjin’s voice broke you out of your sleep. “Come on!” 

“Leave me alone.” 

“No! Trust me, you’re going to want to see this.” 

“He’s right!” Felix commented. You opened your eyes and glanced over to find him sheepishly smiling at you. “Just trust us, you’re going to love this.” 

“You know what I love?” 

“Me?” Felix guessed. 

“Sleeping without being woken up.” 

Hyunjin groaned and tugged you harder. “Get up! Come on! Don’t make me drag you all the way there!” 

“I don’t even know where we’re going.” 

“So then get up, so we can show you!” 

With a huff, you allowed Hyunjin to yank you onto unsteady feet. Exhaustion clung to every part of your body. You had been tired for a while. Life was hard and lately it had been sucking the soul out of you. 

“Do you know what time it is?” You mumbled. 

“Definitely not after midnight.” 

“Hyunjin!” 

He grinned and jerked you over his shoulder. Felix laughed behind him as you screeched and kicked your legs. “Put me down, you ferret fuck!” 

“Nuh-uh!” 

You whined and complained as he walked through the cottage. They all pitched in to rent a cottage on the beach. It was supposed to be their vacation, but they dragged you along. They couldn’t pass up the chance to take you with them. 

They didn’t know what was going on with you, but they knew you were struggling with something. You didn’t want to respond to their messages, pick up their calls, or hang out with them. You didn’t really decide to go on this vacation with them. 

It was more like you were ambushed one day and before you could decline the offer, they were already storming through your place and packing for you. They were shoving shit into the suitcase that you had hidden in your closet. It was supposed to be for work trips. 

Privacy was unheard of between the eight of them. The blush on your cheeks didn’t seem to matter as they dug through your dresser and tossed underwear into the suitcase. Clothes were grabbed, not necessarily matching, and tossed into the bag. Jeongin attempted to make outfits, but it was overshadowed by Hyunjin and Minho shoving handfuls of garments into the suitcase and calling it good enough. 

Chan and Felix threw your items from the bathroom into a plastic bag and that was seemingly that. Han was the one that grabbed your toothpaste and hairbrush. He lectured the guys on the way to the car and you? You felt like a walking zombie. 

Life was just hard. There was no other way to put it. Things stacked up and you felt lonely. It was difficult trying to flip the switch and make yourself feel better. When you hid away in the room with your curtains closed and blocked out the sun, it made everything so much worse. 

It was overwhelming and then there they were, all eight of them. Beaming, grinning, smiling, smirking. Popping the bubble of personal space. Poking the rounded flesh of your cheeks while trying to get you to smile. Booping your nose, trying to make it scrunch. As much as you wanted to hate it, you couldn’t. 

You loved the attention and the affection, even no matter how small and how silly it seemed. It kick-started your heart again, reminded you why you were still alive. You cherished this, these friends, this family, this love, and this life. Yes, it was hard, but they were always there. You’d find your footing again and they were always there cheering you on. 

“Don’t drop me!” 

“Don’t move and we won’t have that problem.” Hyunjin continued carrying you out of the cottage and into the dead of night. Behind him, Felix continued to laugh and practically skipped behind you. 

“Well, well, well, would you look at that?” Seungmin teased. “Guess who finally was dragged out of bed to come hang out with us.” 

“We missed you!” Han cheered excitedly. 

Hyunjin dropped you down and the smell of salt reached your nostrils. The sound of gentle lapping waves pulled you from your thoughts. The sand coated between your toes. Instinctively, your bare feet wiggled into the grains of sand. 

“Where have you been?” Chan’s arms wrapped around yours and he placed the point of his chin on your head. “We’ve been hoping you’d come out, but you went into your room and stayed there.” 

“I was sleeping.” 

“You never go to bed this early, is there something wrong?” 

You shrugged and Chan knew what that meant, but he didn’t want to press. “I’m happy you came with us. The guys and I have been-” 

A shriek came from across the way. In the faint moonlight, you could make out Jeongin rushing away from Changbin. His arms were outstretched and he was giggling as he chased him down the bank. 

“Get away from me! Go away you freak! Hyunjin, save me!” 

“I want Innie cuddles too!” 

“No!” 

Hyunjin grinned and took off after him. Above you, Chan chuckled and the rest of the guys burst into laughter. Your hands gently cupped the warmth of Chan’s arms. “What’s this about?” 

“This?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Well, we might have gotten a bit of a special surprise. Minho was the one that remembered that you liked the beach. We all missed the beach too and this was the perfect time to bring you here with us.” 

“Guys, I got them!” Something jingled as Minho shook it. “Come get some!” 

“He’s right on time.” Chan pulled away from you, gently slid his hand in yours and led you towards Minho. 

Felix and Han were there first. They each took a few sticks and cracked them. Your eyes widened as they began to glow. “Woah,” you uttered softly. 

Felix attached the neon orange hoop around his wrist and cracked another. Han connected the bright red strands and hung it around his neck in a necklace. “Ta-dah!” He beamed. “I call that fashion.” 

“It’s ugly,” Seungmin chimed in. He reached over to the canister and pulled out a few sticks. Electric blues and soft pinks filled the air. “See? That’s more like it.” 

“What are these for?” 

Minho jingled the can of glow sticks and held them out to you. “For fun. We can play tag in the dark or hide and seek or something.” 

“Red rover!” Changbin cried. 

“That’s not fair, you’ll kill us!” Jeongin disagreed. 

When he began to whine, Minho grabbed a glow stick and threw it at his forehead. He blinked in shock as it bounced off and hit the ground. “Hey, what the fu-” 

“Put your glow stick on and stop whining, you big baby. Here you go!” He held the can between you and Chan. The two of you each took a few of the sticks and cracked them. 

The electric blue in your hands seemed to pulse as it came to life. You glanced at your body before you ultimately decided to place two of them around your ankles. 

“Donatella would approve,” Hyunjin mumbled beneath his breath. He shoved his hand, cracked a few green ones, and placed them around his own ankles. “Get me on the runway.” He puckered his lips and posed. 

“The runway for the train tracks,” Seungmin corrected him. 

“You asshole!” 

For the first time in days, a laugh broke through your lips. Chan and Felix made eye contact across the sand and the pair smiled. They were happy you were easing up and starting to relax. 

A loud yell across the way shattered the moment. “Hyung! Hyung! Hyung! There’s a crab!” Changbin cried. Two pink glow sticks were wrapped around his ankles. A red and blue were on two different wrists. “Help! It’s after me!” 

He sprinted and raced towards Han. Han shrieked and ran towards the water with his hands up in the air. A choke came from Minho as he tried not to laugh. 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Jeongin grumbled. 

“Maybe he just wants a glow stick?” Chan offered. 

“I’ve got it,” Seungmin stepped up to Minho and grabbed a glow stick. He cracked it and began to trudge toward the crab with the yellow stick. “Changbin, stop running!” 

“He’s gonna get my toes! My piggies!” He shrieked and sped up. 

Upon the approaching sound of footsteps, the small crab paused with its pinchers half opened. Beady little black eyes glanced in every direction. Seungmin marched up with the glow stick stretched out. 

“Bad crab!” He bent down and softly thunked the crab on its back, right between its eyes. “Keep your pinchers to yourself.” 

“Did you just…” Felix trailed off. 

“Discipline a crab?” Minho finished. 

Seungmin ignored them and reached behind the stunned creature. He scooped it up and stuck the yellow glow stick between the two of its pinchers. Feeling the force, the crab instantly tightened its grip. Seungmin let go and victoriously held the crab above his head. “All hail the mighty king crab!” Silence filled the air and his face fell. “Since you don’t like that, who wants a new piercing?” 

Before anyone could respond, he took off running towards Han. Han shrieked and splashed through the water towards Minho. “Help me! Save me! Hyung! Tell him to stop!” 

“You can’t stop us!” He grinned and kept running. 

It was so bizarre and so stupid, you couldn’t help, but burst into a fit of giggles. In the middle of the beach, with all your friends and alongside a crab with a glow stick, you remembered that it was moments like this that kept life worth living. 

When it all seemed pointless, when you wanted to hide inside your shell, all you had to do was step out and glow. 

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[toothfa-1-ry]

["camera is rolling in 3-2-1 action"]

["who was your greatest love and why did you fall inlove with them?"] -Mark Lee

GENRE: Interview format, angst, fluff(?)

PAIRING: Mark x FemReader

WARNINGS: Swear words

A/N: very very inspired by those "who was your greatest love and why" kind of reels and I might make this a series but then again I might not :>

(✧)

["okay- the camera is rolling. You can start now."

"Who was your greatest love and why did you fall inlove with them?"]

Mark's eyes widen as he awkwardly begins to laugh: "Oh wow- that is a deep question"

[he continues laughing awkwardly, looking around his surroundings]

Mark scratches his neck: "um- yea my greatest love huh"

[he pauses for a while and lets out a soft sigh]

Mark says with absolute certainty before nervously laughing: "My greatest love was definitely my college girlfriend."

Mark mutters, embarrassed: "god- she might see this"

["what was her name?"]

Mark pauses for another while and lets out a small laugh thinking about her: "her name was y/n. She..she was really pretty. With the prettiest smile"

Mark gives a small nod: that's how I remember her.

["how did you guys meet?"]

Mark unscrews the water bottle as he says: we met through one of my friend in college. She was basically a friend of a friend.

Mark slowly keeps the water bottle down as he says softly: I mean that's how she met me. I had already seen her once, before in campus. I guess you could say that she had this sort of attraction to her.

["were you attracted to her? At first sight"]

Mark's laughs again: yea. I was very attracted to her. That's why my roomate introduced us, because I couldn't stop talking about her at 3 am apparently.

["what was she like?"]

"she..she was like- sorry" Mark mumbled a apology as we stopped and waited for a few minutes "She was like rest to me."

[Awkward silence]

"Oh god wow that sounded way better in my head I swear" Mark laughs again "let me explain what I meant...She was my place of comfort.

"She was the only person who I could really not try to be anything or anyone else. I didnt need to try to be special or anything, I could just be me. So yea..she was sort of my place of rest"

Mark's smile slowly fades away as he looks at his hands: "I was a music major and she well she was a history major"

he continues: "god- I remember her being really smart with these glasses which she would never wear" he shakes his head letting out a chuckle.

Mark contemplates saying something for a while:"I used to uh- overwork myself ? Back then in college before I met her I used to go even 3 days without sleeping. Was practically a zombie but after meeting her. I felt human again."

Mark looks around nervously unsure of whether to say or not: she reminded me to live...and to love. To live my life to the fullest and love to the fullest.

["when did you realise that you loved her?"]

Mark lets out a soft sigh: "uh so- well..I- this is gonna make me sound like a jerk"

Mark grimaces slightly before letting out a small laugh: I uh- actually forgot our date this one time."

[the staff gasp]

Mark quickly says: "I know..pretty shitty of me but I can explain! No I swear-"

"I was up late all night doing my assignments and I couldn't sleep not even one bit. Like- the entire night just consisted of coffee and then morning rolled up but by that time i had fast asleep. Completely gone, in snooze land, wasted but in a sleep sense and not a drunk sen-"

["let me guess. You missed the date"]

Mark grimaces: "yea..I sorta did. And i felt awful. I still do"

"anyways next thing I know I'm wide awake remembering our date, I look at the time and I'm already an hour late"

Mark laughs: "I was getting ready to meet her and there she was- she was right infront of me holding a bowl of soup in my apartment just as I was getting ready to go out and meet her"

Mark's smile turns melancholy, his eyes turn nostalgic : "there she was infront of me, not angry at me for missing our date. God- she was there worried for me"

"she was all dressed up but there she was in my apartment scolding me for not taking care of myself, scolding me for not eating well."

[staff asked "what about the date?"]

Mark begins to laugh: "that's what I asked her to. She began scolding me even more saying that my health is more important than a silky date for her. She said that any moment with me feels like date and that she didn't care of I missed the date if it means taking care of my health."

Mark suddenly grows quiet: "but I knew it did matter. Even though we spend time together it wasn't exactly a date. Not a proper one anyways. But she didn't care about that."

"yea. I guess you could say I realised I loved her that day. I realised loved her so much, and that she loves me too. So much"

["something about her that you can't forget/miss"]

"honestly.." Mark paused he looked unsure of what to say or rather if he should say it.

"everything, I miss everything."

["everything?"]

"everything." Mark repeated firmly. "From the way she talked to the way she looked at me. I really miss her scolding me to go to sleep or to eat my meals. That's why I always remind my friends to eat and sleep well yknow. That way you know someone cares."

"she cared for me" Mark smiled sadly and sighed

["what happened?"]

Mark doesn't look up, he stays quiet for a while: "I happened"

["you happened?"]

Mark remains quiet

....

...

"I always- I was always lacking. I was always insecure. I was insecure about me, us. I was afraid"

Mark lets out a soft sight as he shakes his head: "she was amazing. Absolutely perfect, and perfect people deserve other perfect people. Perfect people like her dont deserve half cracked wreck downed people like me"

Mark looks uncomfortable as he mumbles softly: "she deserved more than me. And i- deep down. Even when I asked her out, even when I ask her to be my girlfriend. Deep down I knew that she deserved more than me."

"she was like the sun. And I was like one of the 8 planet's-

Mark lets out a scoff: God who am I kidding? I wasn't even a planet... I was just a piece of rock floating near around her. I was like Pluto, miles away from her, revolving around her. I needed her warmth, I wanted her warmth. But my existence was nothing compared to hers.

["you broke up with her?"]

Mark pauses, looking down to his shoes, he fidgets uncomfortably: "yea. I did. I ended the things between us. I ended us. Because why should I stop her from meeting someone who actually deserves her ynow? Who actually is..who actually is worthy of her. Someone who isn't me"

"did I love her? Of course I did, did I ever love anyone else like I did to her? No. Never. I could never love somebody the way I loved y/n. She was my greatest love for a reason and she'll always be my greatest love"

"always"

["if you guys could get back together, if you had another chance with her, would you take it?"]

Mark is left with his thoughts, he remains quite. The entire studio remains eerily quite

"no"

["no?"]

Mark doesn't say anything again for a few minutes before showing a sad smile : "no. I won't get back together with her. If anything I'd go back into the past and make sure she never crosses roads with me."

"I caused her so much pain. I caused myself so much pain. I dont want us to feel that pain all over again. We were both young, a little too foolish, far too naive. We didn't know what was going on, and it was beautiful.. but all things beautiful also have some pain in them"

["even though you miss her? You still won't give the both of you a chance again?"]

Mark looks straight at the camera's, his eyes sad but his voice firm: "you see, she didn't deserve my love. She deserved the stars and the moon and I couldn't give her that. She deserved the sky infinite and the entire earth"

"she deserved everything. But she didn't deserve to be stuck with someone like me"

"I didn't deserve someone like her."

"so no. Even if I had the chance to get back with her I wouldn't, for the same reasons why I left her. I was lacking"

Mark looks away from the camera, he touches his hands looking at his fingers.

He finally looks up again: "and I still am. I'm still lacking for for, I'm still lacking to be worthy of her"

["okay and cut-" Well done everyone!"]

Mark claps his hands, shaking the tears that were forming at the back of his eyes.

"that was great everyone!" He laughs, complimenting the staff. Maybe by laughing and smiling he could forget everything. He could pretend that he's okay.

["hey Mark?"]

Mark looks up at one the staff as he wears his jacket: "yea?"

["thanks for sharing that story with us man"]

Mark just smiles as he picks up his water bottle, walking out of the studio.

He waves goodbye to the producer who was busy watching the footage: See you later Rennie

"see you later Mark!" The producer waves him goodbye

Mark's says goodbye to all the staff again as he left, unaware that two of the younger staff were talking about him.

["hey did you realise that he's the only one who calls our producer by her first name?"]

["Leave it Chenle..producer and him are probably friends. Just stick to reading the script properly"]

["I'm just saying Jisung....anyways. Whose the next person we're gonna shoot?"

["some guy named Huang Renjun"]

"okay! Huang Renjun? Yes? Your coming up next. Please sit here comfortably and one of our staffs will briefly explain what we're doing today" the producer ushers Renjun towards the seat in the middle as she shoots him a smile

"hey kid- brief the guy about what were doing today okay?" The producer says to one of the youngest staff members who was to say the least, very shocked but very ready

"you feeling nervous? Yea? A little? Haha don't worry"

"okay so basically we're asking a few people a question. All you have to do is answer them honestly and well yea that it's"

The young male nods as he sits down in the chair in the middle of the room full of camera's and staff. He looks around the dark grey room and flashes a smile to the camera, signalling that he was ready.

"camera is rolling in 3-2-1 action" "who was your greatest love and why did you fall in love with them?"

[socialmediasocrates]

MITZIE AND THE THINGS SHE FOUND IN THE RIVER; a wip intro

(intro graphics by @veneritia)

Genre: new adult, urban fantasy

Tropes: Cloudcuckoolander, But for Me, It Was Tuesday, Her Boyfriend's Jacket, Non-Linear Character, Red String of Fate, Necromancer, Child of Forbidden Love, Anthropomorphic Personification, Revenant Zombie, Interactive Narrator

5 Song Playlist: Inkpot Gods, Bulletproof Heart, The Last of the Real Ones, Call Your Mom, Breath of Life

TL;DR: Keyesville, PA's got a serial killer, and it's up to "undergrad" witch Mitzie Morse and yoga instructor Khalil Bashir to stop them.

Summary:

For six months, Mitzie Morse has been pulling murder victims out of the river.

She gets them fixed up, so she figures it's not really a big deal, but there's definitely a serial killer on the loose. One who's ramped up their activity lately, a pattern of escalation in both violence and frequency of killings that would give anyone other than Mitzie some pause. Necromancers have a dysfunctional relationship with reality. Someone has to remind them that death is scary for most people, or they forget. Luckily (for Keyesville, not Mitzie) the latest victim, burnt out physical therapist turned yoga instructor Khalil Bashir, is happy to remind her that she has the power to stop these killings once and for all. Unluckily (for Keyesville, for Mitzie, and mostly for Khalil) a quirk of fate and magic has bound the two of them together. Doubly unluckily (for Keyesville, for Khalil, and mostly for Mitzie), the killer has set their sights on a new target: Mitzie Morse.

Characters

Mitzie Morse

like all necromancers, mitzie has a sense of style kindly described as "macabre" and accurately described as "fucking gross." dir en grey, gazette, and my chemical romance posters war with gruesome anatomical diagrams of creatures ranging from humans to unicorns to, somehow, dodo birds for wall space. her kitchen cabinets are home to a collection of mismatched thrifted cups, plates, and bowls, an ancient, somewhat decrepit, rice cooker, and an array of body parts preserved in mason jars. the colorful ones your least favorite high school classmates use for drinks in their instagram posts.

[…]

"i think he might need a new left eye." she takes a step back to survey her handiwork. "maybe a couple toes and fingers, too. do i still have toes and fingers?"

unfortunately, the answer to that is yes. they're in the pantry, next to the box of gushers. the one that's already open, not the unopened one on the top shelf. kind of wedged between the gushers and the canned ravioli. yep, she's found them. she's never explained why she keeps them in there, to me or anyone, at least not in a way that i'm willing to accept.

"i told you, there's not enough space in the cabinets."

there would be plenty of space if she got rid of all the novelty cups.

"i don't want to get rid of my novelty cups."

she should, they're grungy in the gross way.

Khalil Bashir

"who are you?"

anyway, the yoga instructor, khalil, is up.

he's still sitting on mitzie's kitchen table, the blanket she threw over him folded over itself in his lap. he's twisting around, trying to figure out where he is (you're in mitzie's apartment, i just said that) and where i am (everywhere all at once, but i'm incorporeal so you can stop looking).

"who are you? who the fuck is mitzie?" he's got that high-pitched edge to his voice that people get when they're panicking. unfortunate.

"hello?"

oh. right. i'm stevie.

[…]

"what is this?" he holds the gift card out from himself like it's going to bite him.

"a twenty five dollar gift card!" mitzie stares at khalil. khalil stares back at mitzie. this goes on long enough that she decides to elaborate, "you know, for your trouble."

he looks like he'd like to say something but isn't fully certain what he wants to say or how he wants to say it. this is a common reaction to mitzie. she does tend to just open her mouth and say things. khalil opens his mouth, then closes it, then opens his mouth, then closes it. he looks at the gift card. he looks at mitzie. he looks at the gift card. he sighs, shakes his head, and stuffs it in a pocket.

"why did you settle on twenty five dollar gift cards?"

"i dunno, it seemed fair."

"right."

khalil's been having the longest day known to man for two and a half weeks.

Fatima Bashir

fatima is one of those unspeakably fashionable people that makes everything she wears look good. even, more than occasionally, dog vomit.

see, much like her brother burnt out on the whole "living in philly and fighting the demon in the homeless man outside the wawa for his life every time he wanted a hoagie" life, fatima got tired of having to sit through putting people's dogs to sleep for eighteen dollars an hour and no health insurance. so khalil's a yoga instructor, and fatima owns keyesville's first doggie daycare. somehow, her perfect manicures never get too fucked up.

"any news on khalil?" asks the office worker, passing a tupperware container of cookies across the counter. this is the fifth time today that someone has asked this. it is seven in the morning.

"not yet, but we're staying optimistic. thanks for the cookies; mom loved the last ones." it's true that her mom loved the cookies, but it's not true that she's thankful for them.

Johnny ???

"so, what's up with the mcdonald's napkins?" khalil is sitting extremely inadvisably unbuckled in the back of the van.

"no clue." two sharp turns and a hard stop at a red light. johnny sips his cucumber water placidly while everyone behind him climbs back into their seats. "gotta take 'em somewhere in oklahoma, though."

"how do you know that?"

"no clue."

johnny is a mystery wrapped in an enigma lodged in a mound of horse shit. you'll recall that his previous identity was cursed or something, so he turned it over to edna in exchange for the first of many mcdonald's napkins and a broken magic guitar. some garage sale special of unknown make, black paint flaking off the wood everywhere, strings curling around the pegboard like medusa's snakes. it doesn't matter how many times he changes the strings, or what he does when he changes them, they will always break as soon as he plays them, and the only song the guitar will reliably play is the mysterious one written on the mcdonald's napkins he keeps finding everywhere.

@seasteading ; @writinglyra ; @asablehart ; @zorya-km ; @silent-creed ; @cheshawrites ; @thewritersplace

[sakurangelic]

Love Fool (3/?)

pairing: student!minho x student!gn!reader feat. student!seungmin and student!jeongin genre: enemies to lovers combined with school au summary: Lee Y/N is the new student of the MAXIDENT university. Though, it seems like Y/N gets in some trouble with the popular guy, Lee Minho, right in the first day. Do they grow to hate each other or... love each other? warnings: swearing word count: 2.7k words (2,721) a/n: make sure to read the other parts if you haven't done so! i was originally planning to write more than this, but i ran out of ideas TT 1 | 2 | 3

The busy halls, chattering echoing in the school, loud walking steps, and random laughter's here and there were something you needed to get used to hearing only at 7am for the next few years. You really couldn't understand how some people had this amount of energy at this time… You felt like a walking zombie compared to them, feeling like you could fall asleep at any time. Getting used to the time zone was still a struggle, and… let's just say you stood up till 3am to complete your first assignments after realising at 12am while scrolling through your phone that you didn't even start them in the first place. Maybe you should've paid closer attention to what Seungmin sent, and this wouldn't have happened. Rookie mistakes.

Despite the fact that you also felt like you were going to get lost in this hallway at any time, you somehow made your way to your locker. Opening it, it was still something simple, only having your schedule and books in it, just because you didn't get the chance to make it look pretty. As you were studying your schedule for today, you were thinking of the endless ideas of how you could make your locker look pretty, just like everyone else's. You could pick up so much inspiration from some, combine them, and adjust it to your liking…

"What in the actual fuck is wrong with you?", a familiar voice cursed and aggressively shut the locker.

You rubbed your eyes and looked to your left to meet Minho's angry face. Oh, great. This is the last thing you needed. Start your day with an angry Minho, who probably found another dumb reason to get mad at you. "Huh? What is it this time?", you slurred as you yawned.

"Don't play dumb. You know exactly what you did." His left hand that shut the locker was now clenching into a fist, looking at you with a burning passion of hatred and anger. What happened this time, and why did it make him so mad?

"I barely got sleep last night, so it's funny to expect me to remember what I 'did' that got you boiling at 7am", I answered and opened my locker again, only for it to get shut by Minho again. I got startled by it and looked to my right and crossed my arms. "Okay, okay, jeez…"

You didn't want to make eye contact with him because you felt awkward about how you kept getting stuck in these situations with him. Why does this have to happen to you? All because you bumped into him when he wasn't the one who was watching where he was going? Do you have to pay for this by getting picked on for the rest of your life? Maybe you were being a bit dramatic, because he could get bored of you after a week and you'd be just fine. That's at least what you hoped to happen, and try to see this situation in a positive light. Maybe it will, just not in the way you think.

Minho wanted to yell and curse at you, but he just couldn't. All he was doing was standing there with his left fist, having the same angered gaze on you. It drove him insane that whenever he saw that birthmark of yours, it would remind him of a certain someone. He couldn't get his head around it. Who were you truly, and why would you haunt him with these flashbacks? Maybe he didn't hate you, but what was happening to him whenever you did something so similar to that someone that… reminded him of that someone?

"Hyung! C'mon!", a tall man with a mullet and plump lips called out for Minho. Next to that man stood another one that also had a mullet and slight plump lips but was shorter. You assumed it must have been his friend group, as Minho quickly looked behind him and then back at you.

"You're lucky this time."

That was what he murmured to you before walking to his two friends. I watched how the tall one told something to Minho while grinning and laughing, as the short one had a confused expression on his face and seemed to ask Minho about something. They must've watched and heard everything. You slowly opened your locker, your eyes glued on the trio group, till they faded into the crowd. The bell rang. You had to grab your stuff for the next classes and go on with your day like nothing happened.

-

It was lunchtime. As usual, you were met by the same image that you see in the hallways at 7am. What was more painful compared to this morning was the fact that you had to wait in a long line. Probably the thing you hate most about this new school is the long classes that get your stomach growling and dying to eat some food. At least it provided food compared to some other schools, so you were at least grateful for that.

After what seemed like years of waiting, you were finally able to grab some food. You took your tray and looked around the canteen. A lot of tables were already occupied by other groups of friends. You didn't want to just sit down there out of nowhere.

Your eyes travelled all around the room to find an empty table, slowly walking until you heard someone call out your name.

"Y/N!"

The voice this time wasn't familiar. You were pretty sure that the only person in this whole school who knew you was Minho, because you still didn't have the courage to make friends after the incident from yesterday.

Then you look at the table from where you got called out.

Oh.

You still have no idea who it was.

But you don't want to just awkwardly stand there and stare at them, right? So you slowly went over to them.

"Take a seat", the guy who called out your name told you and motioned to the seat next to the other guy who was eating like he hadn't eaten in a week.

Once you sat down, he continued. "You seem confused, so let me introduce myself. I'm Kim Seungmin, the class president of 'S' Class (pun hehe) and the guy you messaged yesterday about the notes. Remember?"

Your mouth formed into a little 'o' and you nodded, feeling embarrassed that you didn't recognise Seungmin. But, well, after all, you never met him face-to-face… till now.

The other guy who was sitting next to me seemed to only notice me now, smiling and waving at me. When finishing the food in his mouth, he chortled, "Hi there! You're Y/N, right? The new student in our class?"

You nodded. "And… you?"

"I'm the one and only, Yang Jeongin!", A proud smile formed on Jeongin's lips as he introduced himself. You assumed that it was probably his iconic introduction that he uses whenever meeting someone new at this school.

"He's the class clown", Seungmin glanced at Jeongin before looking over at you as he spoke with a pretty serious tone and expression.

"And hyung is always sooo serious and boringgg", Jeongin pointed his fork at the other male, like he was telling him to stop taking everything so seriously.

Seungmin blinked. "You do realise that you could take my eyes out with that fork? And I'm not serious; I'm just always observant of what's happening around me. Like, right now, behind Y/N, Lee Chaeryeong from 'I' Class and Seo Changbin hyung from 'S' Class are fighting for the 12th time this week about who's taller."

You looked behind yourself and tried to spot the 'Lee Chaeryeong' and the 'Seo Changbin'. You eventually were able to do so because they did look like they were arguing over something, which must've been their height, like Seungmin said.

"You… actually kept… count?", You slightly doubted the idea and turned back to your table.

"Well, Lee Chaeryeong might be the shortest girl in 'I' Class… but we all know she's taller than Seo Changbin hyung from 'S' Class!", Jeongin whispered to us, like this 'Changbin' could somehow, from 3–4 tables across from us, hear what he said.

The man shook his head. "Jeongin, Lee Chaeryeong isn't the shortest. Choi Jisu is the shortest. Besides that, Lee Chaeryeong also wears some black heels that are probably around 7 and 10cm", he scratched his head.

"How do you know what kind of heels she wears, including the colour and approximate centimetres?", the other yelled whispered and furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Because Lee Chaeryeong just grabbed her heel to throw it in Seo Changbin hyung's face."

Jeongin widened his eyes and turned behind him, quickly cracking up at the scene. You also turned and rather questioned if this was really an university or a kindergarten. Actually, kindergarteners don't wear heels. So it was between the fact that this is an university or a high school.

"Is this something that usually happens here?", you muttered and rested your head in your hand, taking a bite from your food.

"Not really. But I can't say there aren't any troublemakers in every class", Seungmin shrugged and spoke like he was used to this stuff. Well, of course he was. After all, he was the class president of 'S' Class and probably already dealt with lots of them. "I saw and heard worse in the student's council. Jeongin is nothing compared to the stuff I heard", he added.

"Hyung, I thought you were a walking dictionary! There's an obvious difference between being the class clown and the class troublemaker. I'm not like them. I make people laugh, not cry!", Jeongin whined and looked offended by what his friend just said.

You tucked in your lips. "I'm probably asking too many questions at this point, but… what do you mean by 'them'? Is it a certain someone or multiple people?"

Seungmin and Jeongin glanced at each other like they were talking through blinks and looks.

Jeongin snickered. "I thought you already knew them. Or at least one of them."

"Well, the only people I know from my class are you, Seungmin, and…", That's when the sudden realisation hit you.

You contiuned with a mutter, "Lee… Minho."

They're talking about Minho's friend group.

Jeongin nodded, understanding that I realised who he was talking about. Seungmin, instead, sighed and shook his head.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment and think about how to say it. "Minho is… well, really unpleasant to be around, if I had to put it like that."

"Gosh, hyung, just say 'pain in the ass'. It's not like you're in the student council to talk diplomatically about that asshole!", Jeongin raised an eyebrow and wanted to continue, but his friend placed a finger on his lips. "This is another 'diplomatic' way to tell me to shut up, isn't it?", he mumbled, slowly pushing Seungmin's finger away. Seungmin continued; "Anyways. Minho and his other two friends always get in trouble, but are really popular, somehow..." "It's because of their visuals, obviously. That's the only thing saving them from their trash attitude... Felix hyung does seem nice though!", A grin formed on the man's lips as he continued eating. As they were talking, you were listening to them while eating. "Who..?" "Oh, right, I forgot you don't know them. So there's Lee Minho hyung, which you already know, Hwang Hyunjin hyung and Lee 'Felix' Yongbok hyung. They're often called the 'visual trio'. A lot of people say Minho hyung represents Japanese visuals, even though he's Korean, Hyunjin hyung represents Korean visuals and Felix hyung represents Western visuals, because he's half Australian!", Jeongin explained to you each one and the whole thing about them being popular. You were chewing on your food and staring at Jeongin. Shallowing the food, you blurted: "Isn't this a dance university? Since when being 'a visual' matters?"

"I would say the same if I had that face", an unknown voice said behind you.

You turned to where the voice came from and saw the same tall man with long hair and plump lips. Once you noticed that he was standing next to Minho, you quickly realised that it was his friend group.

"Get lost. Quite rude for you to get into a conversation that you weren't even involved in in the first place", you scoffed and rolled your eyes in annoyance. Why did they have to be everywhere you were? It's like you were a magnet for this 'visual trio' or whatever their name was.

The man seemed surprised and, in fact, offended by what you'd just told him. "Excuse me? Do you know who I am?"

You stared at him, your fork tapping the plate as you thought for a moment. "I might know your name, but your face doesn't seem similar", you shrugged.

Seungmin and Jeongin weren't saying anything, looking back and forth at you and them. Jeongin seemed surprised by this suddenly happening, and Seungmin felt tired just by the sight of those three troublemakers.

"You're acting quite superior for someone who doesn't know their place here, aren't you?", he chuckled and looked over at Minho. "What do you say, Minho hyung?"

"I say that you should know your fucking place and stop acting like I can't fucking handle situations by myself, dumb fuck that's named Hwang Hyunjin", Minho snapped at Hyunjin and quickly shut down the younger one.

Seungmin didn't seem quite pleased about how this situation was turning out, so he stood up and cleared his throat. "Y/N, I need to introduce you to our homeroom teacher, Ms. Kang. Let's go."

"But—" You quickly stopped yourself and didn't say anything, getting up. Seungmin dragged Jeongin along with him, who was whining about wanting to see the rest of the fight between Hyunjin and Minho.

As all of you three got on the hallway, Seungmin looked around to see if, possibly, Minho, Hyunjin, and Felix could've appeared out of nowhere.

Sighing and running a hand through his hair, he looked over at Jeongin and spoke with a blank expression. "You're so unserious sometimes."

"You're so serious sometimes."

Both of them said it at the same time and stared at each other as an awkward silence fell for a few seconds. You tried your best to hold back your laughter by rubbing the back of your head.

"You guys are probably the kind of friendship dynamic I wouldn't have believed would actually somehow work out", You couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh.

"That's why we need you to balance it; I'm unserious, according to hyung, hyung is serious, and... you're in-between!", Jeongin wrapped his arm around your neck and did dramatic hand movements when explaining, like it was something revolutionary for you to become their friend and form a trio.

"I want to point out, once again, that I'm not that serious. So to prove you wrong, Jeongin, how about we go out to the mall tomorrow after school?"

Jeongin was surprised by Seungmin's words and his desire to have fun in the first place.

"After we study and do our homework, of course", he made sure to add that and watched how the other's face expression was saying 'I knew it', making it harder for you to hold your laughter back.

"Okay, but Seungmin is right... Like this, we have more time to stay at the mall without any stress."

"Someone finally understands me", Seungmin gave you a sly smile, high-fiving you.

"Nevermind, both of you are lame", Jeongin pretended to sulk, and we all started laughing at his acting.

As you were walking towards your guys lockers to get your stuff for the next classes and feeling good for making your first two friends, you still couldn't ignore a feeling that someone from behind was staring at you.

You stopped walking for a moment and looked behind. Far away, at the entrance of the canteen, you noticed Minho, who was standing there with his friends and watching you with the other two. Before you got the chance to study the expression on the man's face, Jeongin took your wrist and started mumbling about how slow you are.

You seemed too busy having fun with your friends. So did Minho.

[tiannasfanfic]

This may be an unpopular opinion, but I don’t really think Eddie Munson is a devoted fan of horror.

Wait! -holds up trashcan lid shield to ward off the rotten vegetables getting thrown- Hear me out!

I think it really depends on the sub-genre of horror it is, plus if we’re doing pre-S4 canon Eddie or post-S4 headcanon Eddie.

Here are my headcanons based on what we saw of his personality on the show and how that Spring Break may have affected his limits with horror movies.

Pre-season 4 Eddie:

Absolutely loves slasher movies.

The first Nightmare on Elm Street probably creeped him out and made him jump a few times. Theygot so ridiculous after that they became his favorite series.

The first Evil Dead probably creeped him out even more, but then they got ridiculous, so from Evil Dead 2 on he loves them. Would not have had the stomach for the reboot though, even back then.

Would not like the human on human torture porn sub-genre (like Hostel) probably for the same reasons I don’t. I watch movies to escape reality, not be reminded of how messed up humans already are.

Which is why things like The Texas Chainsaw Massacre that are billed as “based on a true story” even when they really aren’t get to him. It’s just close enough to real he doesn’t like it. While it didn’t bug me because by the time I saw it I knew it was only loosely inspired by serial killer Ed Gein, Eddie is from the time when everyone believed that 100% of the story was true.

With that being said, Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 is actually one of his favorite movies. It has a ridiculous chainsaw fight, of course it’s one of his favorites.

Creature features are mostly okay. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts, monsters, that sort of thing.

Body horror is usually okay.

Despite his metal aesthetic and freak persona he leans heavily into, movies dealing in possession, demons or violent spirits creep him right the fuck out. He probably watched The Exorcist and Poltergeist one time each and didn’t get much sleep after either of them.

Zombie movies are totally okay.

Post-season 4 Eddie (human or vampire):

Absolutely cannot watch the Nightmare on Elm Street series and Evil Dead series. He tries to watch Jason vs Freddy because Jason is his favorite, but doesn’t make it through. Freddy reminds him too much of Vecna now.

At this point, I’m not sure how he would feel about body horror. Something like The Fly or Reanimator might be okay. Hellraiser I’m not too sure on.

Absolutely do not try to make this man watch movies about telepaths, like Carrie or Scanners. Especially Scanners. It will trigger every bit of PTSD he has.

What does everyone else think?

[alexlaurybooks]

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ / 5 stars

The Girl With All The Gifts by M. R. Carey

Melanie is a very special girl. Dr. Caldwell calls her “our little genius.” Every morning, Melanie waits in her cell to be collected for class. When they come for her, Sergeant Parks keeps his gun pointing at her while two of his people strap her into a wheelchair. She thinks they don’t like her. She jokes that she won’t bite. But they don’t laugh.

Where to begin…

This book follows five different characters from their own individual points of view (a seemingly common theme in the books I pick off the shelf to read). Caught in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, the five characters find themselves escaping together when their base is under attack. The zombies (or “hungries”) are a unique take on the otherwise overused horror trope. The defining difference? They’re conscious.

M. R. Carey does a phenomenal job at giving a unique voice to each of the main characters. I always fear that books with multiple POVs will end up with characters that all sound the same. This is absolutely not the case in The Girl With All The Gifts. Each character has their own personal motivation to everything they think do, say and think.

Melanie, a little girl who is unaware of the fact that she has contracted / been infected by a zombie virus, lives and breathes for knowledge and for the person that gives it to her, Miss Helen Justineau. In the beginning, her life consists of two things, Miss Justineau and the soldiers that strap her into a wheelchair to take her to a classroom from her locked cell room. She has no idea why people around her fear or dislike her, but is glad that Miss Justineau treats her kindly. To say that Melanie loves her teacher more than anything would be an understatement; she worships her.

Miss Justineau is not only Melanie’s teacher, but also the psychologist at the base that is holding Melanie and all the other hungries. Her genuine care, and compassion not only for Melanie, but for the others stuck in a hellish journey with her becomes very apparent as the story unfolds. Miss Justineau is a beacon of hope for Melanie and a great example of human kindness.

Dr. Caroline Caldwell is a scientist determined to study the infection in search of a cure. Her medical knowledge is a noteworthy difference from the other characters when reading her point of view. She conducts basic experimentation on the hungries in the name of science. Her determination to discover the truth sometimes makes her apathetic, or rather unwilling, to acknowledge the more human attributes that Melanie retains. Her true ruthless character is further revealed as the story continues.

Sergeant Parks is a military man with a long experience in hostile territories. He has a very “no B.S” attitude. His ingrained military background is most apparent when reading from his perspective. He is definitely an action man, to say the least. Being able to read his doubts and insecurities about the situation was eye-opening. It reminded me that even the strongest man questions what’s around him. I can’t say I like them all that much though.

Last but not least is Private Kieran Gallagher, a young man, at the beginning of his military career. I feel bad for his lack of experience as a soldier. He was definitely not prepared for the dangers that the outside world held. I don’t think any of them were.

 Although the gore depicted is kept to a minimum for a book in the thriller genre, the horror is chilling. I found myself heavily invested in nearly every scene, action, or otherwise. I cried. More than once. And after taking the journey alongside each of these characters, I can honestly say that I didn’t know who I wanted to win at the end. It is safe to say that the movie did not do it justice and I cannot wait to get my hands on the prequel.

[transmascrage]

TLOU Episode 3 and Masculinity

(Crossposted on Reddit, that's why I'm explaining that I'm trans)

I hadn't cried this hard in so long. This episode broke me in the best way.

It's not just the beautiful life Bill and Frank have together, it's how deeply I felt their first meeting. Bill being so hunched over and stiff until he realized Frank was safe to be queer and vulnerable around, and them crying because they found another person like themselves in the apocalypse.

Queer people still experience these emotions without all the zombies around, and it was so great to see happy queer people in a genre-setting where many fans assume a patriarchal and heteronormative system will be the norm, and that all civil and social rights "won't matter anymore". Lord knows how many times I've heard people say "If we were in the apocalypse, no one would respect your pronouns" like that's supposed to hurt my feelings? Bring back the attack helicopter jokes at this point.

I feel like unless you're queer yourself, you won't understand why Frank asking "Who's the girl?" and Bill replying "There is no girl" and bursting into tears says so much with few words.

Frank is testing the waters, he can tell Bill has some queerness to him (gaydar is real, it's just being able to pick up on subtle cues, and the only reason most cishet people are bad at it is becayse you need to engage with queer spaces and media to see them), but he's testing how aware Bill is of it and how he'll react to a gay man near him when he's repressed it for so long.

And Bill breaks down because he feels safe enough to do so around him, and he can tell Frank will understand why there is no girl.

And then later, Frank asking if he's ever had sex with anyone before, and Bill saying "There was a girl, a long time ago" and Frank saying "I know" made me so emotional because Frank is saying "I know you tried to fit in, and it didn't work".

And then I cried again when Frank asked him to spend their last day together. And then again when Bill decided to die with him.

Bill's message to Joel reminded me of some old queer books, like Stone Butch Blues, I read where butch lesbians defend their femme lovers, or where sensitive, femme gay men are defended by masc gay men. Not as a "simulation" of het relationships, but as a way of protecting the less vulnerable members of the community.

After all, while Bill is the one mostly protecting Frank, Frank also defends Bill when the raiders attack. He jumps in the line of fire to take him back inside and tends to his wound, saving his life. And Tess isn't just a "defendee" either, she's very capable and protects Joel and Ellie (as well as herself) in the short time we see her. Furthermore, she's never treated by Joel as just someone to protect. While he wants her to be safe, he lets her do her thing while guaranteeing her backup if she needs it.

It's like when adult queer people (the mature ones, at least) defend younger queer people with tooth and nail, because they can be really obnoxious and open about their queerness (in an endearing way, I promise!) and we won't let the world hurt our young. It's saying, "Actually, making your entire personality about being gay/trans IS a necessary part of the process, so fuck off!"

I saw someone on TikTok say episode 3 made him want to be a better man, and I think protecting the people you love is an amazing ideal of masculinity to uphold. I'm a trans man, which means I've had to analyze my view of manhood and masculinity than most cis men do, and I also think this is the conclusion I've gotten to.

Lastly, I'm actually pleasantly surprised at how the fandom took this episode! I mean yeah, there were the expected homophobic comments, but they're so cartoonishly hateful it's hard to take them seriously.

The rest of the public saying they disliked it seemed to be people who wanted the episode to be like the game, and for Joel to meet up with Bill. Which is fair, honestly (though I disagree).

The rest has been really accepting! I've seen so many cishet men saying they loved the episode and even cried watching it. It makes me hopeful that things are getting better even in fandom spaces that are traditionally homophobic, like gaming communities.

[mermaidsirennikita]

I'm actually a little worried over the fact that Bridgerton is gonna be the standard for period dramas nowadays, like, that's how period dramas are gonna look like (and I'm not even talking about the diversity part, I'd ve very happy with a show actually giving poc people the protagonism they deserve and not call it diversity and having the only White character to be the main character of the whole show) we have things like The Buccaneers and that horrible Emma film Netflix made and wonder if that's the quality we are gonna have now

Mr Malcom's List was amazing, I love everything about that film, it was so well done

Honestly? I'm not that worried about it. Period dramas have always been hit or miss for me, and I think that while big hits always have an impact on their genres, they often don't have as massive an impact as we may think--because shows that try to follow them underperform, tastes change, and other big hits happen.

An example I'd think of is The Tudors, which... I'm not gonna lie to you. Like it or not, is probably one of the most impactful, if not THE most impactful period dramas we've seen in the past 20 years. It revived the idea of the high end period piece soap for an American audience--and it reminded people that period pieces don't have to be Masterpiece, BBC, ITV, whatever. They could be super sexy and super dramatic and super bloody. You didn't have to be a stickler for history.

That show got a lot of viewers and a lot of buzz--and honestly, it went a long way towards launching the careers of Henry Cavill and Nat Dormer. Showtime tried to replicate it with The Borgias, but obviously had much less success there. HOWEVER, I always think it's a little unfair that GoT gets credit for making period pieces hot again when a) it's not a period piece and you can tell its core audience doesn't associate it with those because of how much they talk about the dragons and the ice zombies and b) The Tudors had already stoked that flame, and then the general Tudor frenzy grabbed onto it, which is why Starz has been able to get mileage out of its PGregs/Tudor-general shows for so long. THOUGH! I hope the flopitude of their last Elizabeth show means they slow up.

You see other mini trends too--Vikings was a big hit, and because of that you got The Last Kingdom and its ilk and Vikings: Valhalla. Vikings really was nothing like The Tudors, aside from the fact that it had somewhat explicit sex for its network (nothing like The Tudors, but still) and centered on a piece of shit who treated women like garbage and needed!!! Sons!!!!!!!! It walked through a door I think The Tudors left open, but it wasn't as clear a followup as The Borgias or the PGregs shows were.

So while I think Bton is obviously having an impact, as seen with Buccs, I'm not worried about its long term impact. I HOPE we see more diverse period dramas continue to be a thing, though I feel that really is less a thing we can thank Bton for (see: Mr. Malcolm's List) and more a trajectory that was brewing already. I mean, Shondaland had technically already done it with Still Star-Crossed, a show I didn't like... at all. But it was diverse.

I mean, shows like Mary and George on the horizon are nothing like Bton and hopefully (if they're good) will have an impact. I think we're slooooowly seeing the rise in more explicit, less woebegone period dramas (not movies) centering queer people. Gentleman Jack got cancelled, obviously, but I think it still made strides on that front, and Mary and George will obviously be very queer but also very much not a "sad queer man is closeted and sympathetic but doomed" narrative. We haven't seen many shows depict a man actually using his sexuality to get ahead the way women are often depicted doing in shows like The Tudors--and at his mother's urging, versus his father's as is usually the case with a narrative like Anne Boleyn's.

Things just come and go in waves. I mean, watch The Artful Dodger if you're super worried about more romantic period dramas, it was so fucking refreshing. I do kind of wonder if the romance in that show was upped BECAUSE Bton had success, but it's so much better than anything they offered, all the while focused on a period of history we never see in international TV (1800s Australia), doing a fun little revamp of a classic story (Oliver Twist), with a diverse cast and a focus on like... medicine? But medicine in a way that feels less procedural and more narrative? Medicine and THEFT? Medicine and Theft and Kissing? And putting a salve on her inner thigh and blowing on it in an alley? And sexual tension during medical exams? (The 30 seconds of Jack and Belle tensing while he sits behind her and listens to her heartbeat in her darkened room after she strips out of her dress is better than anything Bton offered in two seasons.)

And additionally--if books are any indication, I actually don't know that Bton is having that big an effect. Historical romances are going through a slump right now; the most Bton has done is push Julia Quinn's books and offer a "if you like Bton" comp for some books, which...

Yes, Buccs got renewed, but I don't know that it... has had much of an impact? I don't see it mentioned much on social media, which could be my circles, but I also don't see it mentioned much on sites that normally push streaming shows, so. I don't know. I've yet to see a Bton acolyte (and there have been few) actually make an impact and stick around the way some of the Tudor spawns did, or the way shows that followed Vikings did, for that matter.

[moonrisecoeur]

GIRLIEEE please dont remind me how out of my age range leon is 😭✋

also idk most of those artists songs ngl i be living under a rock but idk ! he might!! he seems like an open to different music types of person to me (i am one hehdhdh) so i could see him having a pretty large listening range. imo his fav genre is grunge/rock but ngl. i could see him liking the early 2000s white girl music HSJSDHSNNDKAKSNSB, and theres a few linkin park songs that come to mind...idk about more recent music tho LMAO my brain is too tired to think of any. tbh ppl should include more older music too when talking abt him, actually i just want to encourage ppl to have a larger music palette bc its 👌

also GRRR RRRRGHHHR im so envious of you. literally none of my friends are into resident evil and none of them wanna hear me horny talk about leon 😭😭😭 im dying here. im literally screaming into the void abt how badly i wanna top him.

ngl i got into resi because uh. leon was literally the only resident evil character ive known about (i watched a lot of like lore/glitch videos when i was a teen) and resi 4 was super popular still. i always thought he was cute but never got into the series bc. horror games scary (they still are but i tough it out for my pookie wookie 😤). but like one of my friends plays dead by daylight a lot and i wanted to look into it bc i like spending time w ppl and. i saw leon was a playable character and i bought it immediately. AINT EVEN KNOW THE MAN MUCH AND I WAS ALREADY DOWN HORRENDOUS !? HAD ME BY THE THROAT FROM THE START !! anyways his whimpers in dbd-

-🐕

my guy i’m sorryyy if it makes u feel any better leon is also more than half my age BUT it’s ok tho!! he’s fictional so in my head he’s actually still 21 like in re2 hehehe

NO BC UR SO RIGHT HE GETS DOWN TO 2000s WHITE GIRL MUSIC !! AND SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK !! 💥💥💥

he’s (my friend not leon) literally my best friend in the whole world i love him so much he got me into resident evil and i got him into mortal kombat so it works out !! but it’s okay… do u know why it’s ok??? bc i’m ur friend now :)

i mostly got into re because i thought leon and carlos were hot let’s be so for real but i bought resident evil 2 when it was on sale for 10 bucks and played it and fell in love!! i like the action and horrorness of the games, i killing zombies and mr x scaring the shit out of me it’s so fun!! but i totally get why people don’t really like it and are just into re for the lore and the characters

leon dbd whimpers help me sleep at night they were IN MY SPOTIFY WRAPPED Y’ALL IM SO SANE

[sarsaparillia]

chapter title: zombie summary: Hawke reckons with the Champion, and Isabela reckons with Hawke.

rating: M word count: 3000~ genre: hurt but also starting to get close to comfort notes: happy fucken pride! 6 / 8

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"You mentioned a favour, darling?" Isabela wipes blood from Hawke's knuckles with the practised efficiency of someone very much avoiding the subject at hand. Firelight dances shadows across the wall, even as the sky to the east is turning pale. Another day already, and Hawke's still not dead yet. "It's about the relic, Hawke." "Didn't the Qunari take that back?" Hawke asks. "I distinctly remember it being their holy book, and they very much took it back. There was rather a lot of screaming. A little blood. Houses on fire, that sort of thing." "I suppose it's more about why I needed the relic in the first place," says Isabela. A little on tenterhooks, a little sour. "Fat lot of good it did me, though." "You could have just asked," Hawke reminds her, wincing. Iodine stings in the cracks. "But no, you had to steal it, instead." "Pirate," Isabela reminds her, mouth twisted into a wry little smile. "Pirate," Hawke agrees, and mourns, and loves her all over again.

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[feuqueerfire]

Feu's January 2023 BL/GL Wrap-Up

A little monthly (spoilery!) wrap-up of all the shows I’ve watched or am watching in January 2023, general thoughts, and ranking of them all.

Recommendation of the month:

Strangers From Hell! Soooooo good~

Ranking

Strangers From Hell

Midnight Motel 

Choco Milk Shake = Roommates of Poongduck 304

The Director Who Buys Me Dinner = Girlfriend Project Day 1

Average Rating: 6.2/10 

MDL Updates - Added to Watchlist:

A section because I’m curious about how many shows I decide to add to my Watch List a month and also the ratio of watching them:adding them.

Added a whole bunch of K-Dramas which seem to be thrillers/crime/horror genre and/or have bromance-y plots after watching Strangers From Hell

My School President

Till the World Ends

Midnight Motel

Strangers from Hell

The Devil Judge

Beyond Evil

Psychopath Diary

Mouse

The Merciless

Parasite

Nigeru wa Haji da ga Yaku ni Tatsu (The Full-Time Wife Escapist) - From the Certified Noonas podcast; apparently this talks about how the housewife is being compensated for her work and backup plans etc

Happiness - zombies but there is also fake dating? or contract marriage? or something. I think Certified Noonas mentioned it

Go Back Couple - Certified Noonas mentioned it. kinda reminds me of 18 Again except both people who are about to divorced go back in time

The Uncanny Counter - Certified Noonas. This is an OCN drama I think? seems cool 

lol I added so many this month, many of them non-bls (though a few are known for bromance vibes)

To Watch List At Start Of Month: 47

To Watch List At End Of Month: 49

Removed from To Watch List:

removing the first 3 are shows that I’ve been meaning to watch for a while but probably won’t actually ever get to (but if the mood really strikes, I’ll pick them up for sure because every time there’s an opportunity to watch them, I just make an excuse)

Until We Meet Again

You're My Sky

To My Star 2: Our Untold Stories

Flower of Evil - was considering watching this during my kdrama time but everyone seems to have complaints about the second half or last few eps and I can’t deal with that. Also saw a specific spoiler that I really hate so

Kei×Yaku: Abunai Aibou - it’s a bromance and people say the plot is weak. Think I’d rather watch higher quality bromance action/thriller shows

Love Class

Watching On-Air

Never Let Me Go

Country: Thailand

Release Dates: Dec 13, 2022 - Feb 28(?), 2023

Watch Via: Youtube (free)

Watch Dates: Jan 1 - ONGOING, 2023

Rating: ?/10

Overall Impression:

tags: never let me go

Also Appears In: Never Let Me Go Ep 1 - 4, Ep 5, Ep 6, Ep 7, Ep 8 Live Blogging

Completely Watched

Midnight Motel - non QL

Country: Thailand

Release Dates: Dec 28, 2022 - Jan 12, 2023

Watch Via: Youtube (free)

Watch Dates: Jan 11 - 14, 2023

Rating: 6.5/10

Overall Impression: The acting was great, the script was comprehensible and well-paced, the production is good, featured sex work without villainizing the workers or the work itself. I loved Mote’s little fantasies of possible scenarios or of imagining an interaction in a different way (the card game with June, convo with dead Pat). I’m impressed by the creative team behind it. I won’t think about this much after today I don’t think but I liked this little show.

tags: midnight motel

Also Appears In: Midnight Motel Live Blogging

The Director Who Buys Me Dinner

Country: South Korea

Release Dates: Dec 15, 2022 - Jan 12, 2023

Watch Via: iQiyi (free)

Watch Dates: Jan 18 - 19, 2023

Rating: 5.5/10

Overall Impression: I feel like this should be higher just because it’s got a cool concept and the cinematography’s good but I felt like maybe 1 emotion during this whole show (the hug in the car), which sucks. The writing in the show sucked, both in terms of relationship development (there was none. why were they from A to Z without B C...) and the fantasy/lore aspects. In a better show, Dongbaek’s dying wish to be the one who remembers next time coming true would be a punch to the gut but here, I don’t gaf 

tags: the director who buys me dinner

I was wondering if I should watch Flower of Evil but because of the reasons mentioned above + he gets amnesia (?! agh), I’m removing it from my To Watch for now rip

I’m kinda in the mood for something longer and with darker tones though, so I’m looking at like Strangers from Hell, The Devil Judge, Beyond Evil which all seem to be horror or thrillers (and with BL undertones? I hear about Devil Judge a lot). I think I’ll watch Strangers From Hell cuz it’s like 10 1-hour long eps bc the others are 16 eps with 75 or 65 mins each ep.

Strangers from Hell - non QL

Country: South Korea

Release Dates: Aug 31, 2019 - Oct 6, 2019

Watch Via: :>

Watch Dates: Jan 19 - 23, 2023

Rating: 7.5/10

Overall Impression: The whole descent of Jongwoo was interesting to see, as well as how his environment and people around him made him who he is and what he had in him from previous experiences and by nature. The acting and cinematography/atmosphere were good. I liked the hallucinations/dreams (I loved it when I couldn't tell whether he really was breaking the keyboard until the CCTV showed it or whether he was beating up the supervisor until the others came in bc he had violent imagined scenarios so often) and I'm glad it was just 10 eps. I do like to think Moonjo's obsession was tinted with gayness. I like that he's dead but still alive through Jongwoo; that even if he was killed, he still won.

tags: strangers from hell

Also Appears In: Strangers From Hell Live Blogging

Girlfriend Project Day 1 - GL

Country: South Korea

Release Dates: Aug 19, 2022 - Sep 2, 2022

Watch Via: Youtube

Watch Dates: Jan 25, 2023

Rating: 5.5/10

Overall Impression: I watched this mostly with Korean subs (though I could also understand a bunch without the subs) with French ones underneath. It’s a good one to watch for learning/practice because the sentences were pretty easy to comprehend, even if I didn’t understand All of it. It was only 25 mins and so it was all very fast/shallow (it was cute so far) but I heard there’s gonna be a 2nd season, so maybe we’ll get more

Choco Milk Shake

Country: South Korea

Release Dates: Oct 25, 2022 - Dec 20, 2022

Watch Via: Youtube (free)

Watch Dates: Jan 26 - 29, 2023

Rating: 6.5/10 6/10  [Jan 25, 2024 Update: Decreased by 0.5 stars when rerating my top shows: 6.5 -> 6]

Overall Impression: Very cute and also had a fair bit of emotional moments, I liked it! Also got a fair amount of Korean practice out of it. However, it did take me 4 days to watch this though bc I kept watching only one or two of the short eps every day bc it didn’t have that pull of wanting to watch more. So it’s cute and well made the the actors for Choco and Milk did so well haha but I’m not super invested in the characters and probably won’t think about them much.

tags: choco milk shake

Also Appears In: Choco Milk Shake Live Blogging

Roommates of Poongduck 304

Country: South Korea

Release Dates: Oct 13, 2022 - Nov 3, 2022

Watch Via: Viki (free)

Watch Dates: Jan 29 - 31, 2023

Rating: 6/10

Overall Impression: I wish I was in more of a romcom mood because this was really funny, more so than expected but I didn't really care about the romantic aspect and the last ep was so fast and squished. It was good but not great.

tags: poongduck 304

Also Appears In: Roommates of Poongduck 304 Live Blogging

[deutoplasmic]

song recommendations part 2!! (idk if this is more or less nugu tbh lmao)

rockstar by xikers - i know the noise music genre isnt everyone’s favorite but i personally love the genre and i do think anyone can like this one 🥺 kinda emotional and kinda rock and all around fun especially if you watch a performance

vanilla choco shake by waker - a relatively new release!! its so cute and summery and fun. gets stuck in your head LMAODJDK

scene by apr project (aka bxb) ft. hohyeon - TRCNG MY BELOVED,,, i love them so much and im so protective of them. even though hohyeon thought it was a good idea to enlist on my bIRTHDAY

输入法打可爱按第五 by 创造营2021 trainees - a cute ass ballad and the live performance features 鞠婧祎 who is. gorgeous

Mistake by purple kiss - purki my beloved 😩 i love their voices so much

ROCKSTAR OMG i remember listening to it and thinking it was so ateez-esque please bring back good music ateez.... but it is lots of fun!!!! especially the super tense pre chorus which is so ateez....... and the synth bass in the first half of the chorus......... so good 🙏 i really like do or die too!!!!!!!!!!!

omg this is so cute.... the piano and the brass and the backing vocals are so fun........ i love how you can actually easily make out the bass line LOL so summery

TRCNG oh my days i can't lie at some point they've merged in my head with ghost9 and idk why. uhhhh. anyways the vocals are so good...... it sort of reminds me of bye my monster by onf for some reason?? but this is more calm and less orchestral LOL

WAIT i'm not at home yet and my data is on its last breath I'll watch the live later but wholesome.... i love the woodwind instruments you can sometimes hear........

PURPLE KISS AHHHH their music is so good....... im getting ready to boot up sweet juice and zombie in anticipation of halloween........... anyways the vocals. so good. oh my days

[thisaintascenereviews]

Wage War - Stigma

Now that the fifth album from Wage War, Stigma, has been out for the last few days, it’s been interesting and frustrating to see the discourse with this album, but it’s not surprising. The discourse that I’ve seen when it comes to Stigma is really from metalcore fanboys that love their first two albums (mind you, they’re from almost a decade ago), and they’re both oddly shocked and angry that they went into a more radio-friendly / Octanecore sound. They’ve been doing that for the past five years, especially with 2019’s Pressure, so I’m surprised people are just now realizing they’ve been doing that. 2021’s Manic was very similar, but had a nu-metalcore influence that was really cool. Manic was actually my favorite Wage War record, but Wage War is a band that I’ve enjoyed for years.

Yeah, Wage War is one of the first modern metalcore bands that got me into the genre again after being so disillusioned by the genre in the early 2010s, and I’ve been a fan of them since. I’ve actually quite enjoyed their pivot into more radio-friendly territory, and Stigma is arguably their most radio-friendly yet. Why do we automatically think it’s a bad thing, though? Wage War has always had a knack for catchy hooks, and they utilize them well here. Honestly, Stigma is one of my favorite albums of the year, especially when I haven’t loved a whole lot of metalcore and heavy music itself throughout 2024.

There’s a lot to like here, whether it’s their knack of catchy hooks being utilized even more so, or their sound being more evolved than ever before. Vocally, these guys are on top, and I’ve always loved both their harsh and clean vocals, but they’re both truly wonderful here. Songs like “Magnetic,” “Blur,” and “Is This How It Ends,” really showcase this. Instrumentally, they’re interesting, too, and it’s evident from opener “The Show’s About Topic Start,” where the band moves into an industrial / Rob Zombie type sound that even has a few danceable beats on the record here and there, but it’s really energetic and a ton of fun.

Some people may be put off by the change in sound, but I welcome it, personally. I love the danceable moments on this record, or the really low vocals that remind me of Korn, but this album still has its fair share of breakdowns and heavier moments. “Tombstone” is one of their best songs, and I’ve seen the argument that this song feels so out of place, but I don’t know about that. I think it helps that this album is so short, at only 31 minutes, it’s a very brief listen. It never feels like it goes on longer than it needs to, and because of its length, it begs for multiple listens, at least not feeling so exhausted after listening to it. It’s not an album I get tired of, and I’ve been enjoying albums like that a lot more lately.

Stigma is easily going to be this band’s most divisive record, and for good reason, because I can see if it doesn’t work for you. The Octanecore sound is in full force here, including some industrial moments, and the “sellout” accusations are sure to follow, but I’m not one to accuse bands of that, or even care. Look, as great as their early albums are, they’re also very generic and by-the-numbers metalcore albums that don’t do anything different or new, whereas their later albums are more interesting and catchier. I really love this record, discourse be damned. It’s a fun metalcore record, what can I say?

[iwadori]

Haikyu boys when they make you insecure PT 1 (Kenma,Kuroo)

Part 1 Part 2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6.

Word Count:3k 

genre: angst, fluff

masterlist

Kenma:

You and Kenma have been in a long distance relationship for a while.

Both of you stream, Kenma doing it seriously for his job and you just playing it for fun,

Sometimes you stream together of course but because of your difference in audiences and games you don’t do it all the time

“Bye guys! Hope you enjoyed todays stream” You wave off to the camera and shut off your PC taking a few sips of water.

Kenma: Hey.. nice stream today Y/N are you going to watch mine?

Y/N: Of course I will 

Kenma: Ok talk to you later

Y/N: okayy <3

Kenma is what inspired you to stream, he also taught you all the ins and outs of streaming making sure you were set and ready. Your gaming style was very relaxed and friendly as you obviously weren’t streaming as a career just for fun and to make friends with your online viewers. The games you played were usually: minecraft, COD, Sims 4, Roblox, Animal crossing and *Insert your favourite game here* the way I literally named all the games I play 

You wait for Kenmas stream to start, kind of excited as you’ve always loved seeing your boyfriend in his ‘element’ when it comes to playing to games. As your boyfriends stream starts you see he’s already chosen what game he is playing today which is to your surprise Call of duty, since that was the game you were playing earlier.

As he gets into the stream you are entertained, as always since Kenma was being his usual self laughing at his own deadpan jokes and interacting with his viewers. He is currently waiting for his capture the flag game to start so as he waits he decides to read some comments in the chat.

You’re used to the usual ‘Kenma where is Y/N I miss your usual streams together’ or ‘kenma please RAIL me’ which always makes you laugh. You were also used to the common hate comments Kenma and You both got on your streams but you were definitely not ready for this..

@ Ihatewomanandiamadick : Hey Kenma did you see your girls stream today she is so dog shit at COD lmaoooo jhdfkjdrhdrr

“Well hello ihatewomenandiamadick” started Kenma “but yes I did see Y/N stream and obviously she is not the best at games and I would definitely NOT ask her to team with me for any serious gaming competitions ... but she’s fun to watch I guess” as he finished speaking about you his game loaded up so he focused his attention on that the words he just spoke going to the back of his mind as they end up at the forefront of yours.

You obviously knew you were no match for Kenma’s gaming expertise but you didn’t expect him to publicly agree with a hate comment let alone add more of his imput on you. Did he really think that about you? ‘She’s fun to watch I guess’ did he not even enjoy your streams that much?

You wanted to distract yourself, and you definitely couldn’t do that watching him so you close off of his stream and get in your bed deciding to watch your favourite show. 

Waking up at 6pm after your sad nap, you see that Kenma has left some messages to you,

Kenma: hey did you watch my stream?

Kenma: do you want to facetime later and play some minecraft..?

Kenma: y/n r u ok??

Y/N: oh hey cnt play minecraft w you rn not really in the mood..

Kenma: oh ok..

Time passed since then a month to be exact and you basically dropped off of the face of the earth, you weren’t in the mood to do anything let alone game and stream, which was a constant reminder of your boyfriend (something you didn’t want at the time.) 

You felt embarrassed over all the things he said about you and all the things you now think he thinks about you and the way you play. Maybe he thinks even worse things about you, beyond just how you game? What if he doesn’t even genuinely like you...or he has someone else...it does make sense, you do both live miles and miles away from eachother AND he’s a big streamer you see the amount of girls in his comments.

You shake your head to erase your protruding thoughts coming in your mind, but it doesn’t really help. You and Kenma haven’t spoken much over this month he tried to constantly reach out to you at first but you assume he got bored over your constant, repetitive dry texts. So you were almost content with you and Kenma not even being in a relationship anymore.

However on Kenma’s side, he was beyond worried about you. Since you haven’t been streaming or barely responded to his texts he thought something happened to you, but he didn’t want to be seen as ‘overstepping boundaries’ if there was nothing wrong at all with you and you simply were just ‘not in the mood.’ 

So here he is, in Kuroo’s apartment trying to get him to help him out on finding out what is wrong with you.

“So kenma can you remember what happened the day when Y/N went ‘ghost’“ asked Kuroo in a mock detective voice

“Y/N didn’t go ‘ghost’ Kuro, and take this seriously” said Kenma “I’m worried bout her”

“Okay fine, but for real what’s the last thing you remember before she started acting all weird.” 

“Umm I think it was around a month ago I did my saturday stream and I think she was on it but she didn’t leave her usual nice comments throughout”

“Ohh that was the stream when you sai-” Kuroo said before pausing his words as the memory of what Kenma said about you on his stream came in his mind, as even Kuroo thought it was a tad bit harsh for Kenma to say all those things “I think I know why Y/N has been so distant kiddo”

“What why?” Asked Kenma

Kuroo pulls out his phone and brings up the clip off what Kenma said and Kenma’s face cringes ‘did he really say all those things about you’ he thinks. 

“Shit.. I didn’t know I said all of that” he said quietly “how do I make it up to her?”

“There’s only one thing you can really do Kenma” said kuroo

You are woken up out of your sleep by a knock on the door. Getting out your bed like a zombie, you trudge to your front door only surprised by what you see. There in his 5′6 glory stood your ‘boyfriend’ Kenma with a controller and a kitten teddy in his hand. You were very tempted to shut the door in his face and get back to your dreamless sleep but you waited on him to speak.

“Hi Y/N” he said quietly “wanna play some minecraft...?”

“Why so you can ridicule me on how shit I am?” You ask bitterly ready to shut the door on him

“No! No not all” he said stopping you from shutting the door entering your place “Y/N i’m really sorry on what I said, I wasn’t thinking AT ALL... I love watching your streams and I think you’re great at playing games...I was just being a dick,”

You take a deep breath before tears pool in your eyes “what you said really hurt me kenma..” you say “ I know people say shitty things on the internet all the time... it’s the internet. But I wasn’t expecting you to agree with the hater and say even more shitty things on top of that.. I don’t think I want to even stream anymore”

Upon hearing that, Kenma’s mouth parts open with shock ‘you dont want to stream anymore’ were his comments that bad? Now he feel even worse as he should and is now more determined to make things right. 

He impulsively drags your arm into your game room, catching your surprise ‘what is he up too?’ you think. He stops for a second seeing your usual pristine gaming set up, collected up with dust. 

“What are you do-” you start 

“Just wait!” He says, as he rushes away turning on all your stuff and logging onto his twitch account as he sees the views go up he starts to speak

 “Hi guys, its me kodzuken and today I’m here on stream with my beautiful girlfriend and today I want to say..” he turns to you “Y/N im so sorry for the horrible things I said to you that day... I was just being a dick and I’m sorry I really am.”

You look at the chat and you see some confusion and some people recalling his words from last month. “It’s fine Kenma, I forgive you” you say giving him a hug”

“Okay Y/N, so what do you say... wanna beat my ass at bed wars?” He says with a smirk 

“When have I ever loss?” you return his smirk

Of course you did beat his ass as bed wars for rounds on rounds never losing proving yourself to actually be a good gamer girl. You enjoyed your time with Kenma, forgetting what he said before about you and moving on. 

Eventually, you guys moved in together and streamed together all the time and yes you still do play for fun but you’ve gotten way better at COD (some may say better then Kenma) but who is better didn’t matter to any of you, as long as you got to play together that’s all you both cared about.

Kuroo:

Kuroo and you have been together since you were in your first year of high school 

You met as friends first when you got him to tutor you in chemistry ( a subject you still aren’t that good at.)

Now you have your upcoming entrance exams for university in a month so your school has you doing mock exams in preparation for them.

20%

You look down at your chemistry paper that your teacher just handed you. 20%. You’re surprised, very surprised since out of all your subjects (that you go 90+% on) you studied on the chemistry test the hardest ensuring Testurou, that you didn’t need his help at all. But I guess it turns out, you did.

This failing mock grade put a blunder on your day, you didn’t interact with anyone and didn’t want to see your boyfriend so you skipped your usual routine of meeting him on the rooftop and went to the library instead ‘might aswell start early on your studying’ you thought.

As you were going over your chemistry topics, you hear an ‘ahem’ next to you and you turn your head only to find your boyfriend and his friends next to you. Kuroo with his usual goofy smile on his face. 

“Hey kitten where were you at lunch?” he asked 

“Needed to go to the library, Chemistry is kicking my ass” you mumbled 

“Oya” he said as he noticed your chemistry test laying under your textbook “20%, well damn Y/N I knew you were stupid, but I didn’t know you were that stupid” he laughed doing his stupid usual hyena-like laugh.

Ouch well that hurt. You slightly flinched at his words, “Really your name, you didn’t know the molecular formula for ethanol, that’s first year work” he said continuing to laugh “I’m pretty sure that’s one of the first things I tutored you on when we first met” 

His overbearing laughter was not good for you, you were already having a bad day and yes you do know your not that good at chemistry but you didn’t need your chemistry-enthusiast boyfriend to make fun of you for failing. Kenma and Yaku stood there awkwardly obviously aware of how bad Kuroo is making you feel but they didn’t really know how to stop his friend in the moment.Whilst he’s still dying of laughter you decide to pack up your stuff and leave the library.

You managed to get your Chemistry tutor to let you retake your mock paper in a week so that means, extra hard studying with no distractions you definitely can’t fail again. Since studying on your own was definitely not a good option, and you couldn’t go to Kuroo (especially after he ridiculed you) you decided to ask the second smartest person you know to tutor you.

Y/N: Hey Yaku! Can I ask you a favour?

Yaku: Hi Y/N what do you need??

Y/N: I have my chemistry retake next week, and as you know from your loud-loud friend I failed my recent test so can you tutor me?? 

Y/N: Pleaseeee

Yaku: Ok Y/N why can’t you ask Kuroo you know that he’d be more than happy to help

Y/N: Yakuu pleasee just help me out 

So there you was, nearly a week done with your study sessions with Yaku and you’re feeling way more confident than before. 

“Y/N what is the functional group of a Carboxylic Acid” Yaku asked

“umm... COO?” 

“Great! that’s correct Y/N” he praises i dont actually know if it’s correct or not

You then hear a knock at Yaku’s front door and hear his mum let the person in, Kuroo then enters Yaku’s bedroom with shock plastered on his face surprised to see you here.

“Y/N...hey?” he says confused “what are you doing here?”

“Oh Mori-chan is just helping me with chemistry for my retake tommorow” you say nochalantly internally smiling at the twinge in Kuroo’s face at the purposeful use of Yaku’s first name.

“So why didn’t you ask me to help you know I’m a chemistry whiz” he asks

“Maybe I’m too stupid to be taught under your tutelage” you mumble “since I seem to forget whatever you teach me, even when it’s 3 years ago... but ok”

“Y/N I-” he starts 

“Oh save it Kuroo, I have studying to do” you say cutting him off

“But I-” he tries

“So Mori-chan COOH is the function group of ethyl ethonate right?” you ask ignoring your boyfriend who is now at a lost for words

“ummm yeah it is” says yaku who is clearly feeling heavily awkward at the tension in his bedroom.

Kuroo leaves and you and yaku finish off the studying for the night, you did feel a little bad for being a bit mean to Kuroo but it’s karma for him being a dick to you. 

You wake up the next day ready for your exam which was first thing in the morning, before you hand in your phone you see a message from Kuroo,

Kuroo: I know you’re still mad at me, but I think you’re going to do so well on this test. You’re not stupid at all, you’re really smart and I love you < 3 

Kuroo: Good luck Y/N

You don’t respond to the message but smile at the sincerity of it and thankful for the boost of confidence it gave you before you start your exam.

Finishing the exam with a smile, you were confident you did well as everything you and Yaku went over was on the paper and you’re almost certain you atleast got more than 75%. You have to wait an hour before your teacher can give you your results, so in the meantime you might aswell reconcile with Kuroo.

When you exit the classroom, standing there was Kuroo who seemed to have been waiting for you for the whole duration of the exam.

“So how was it?” Kuroo asked, apprenhensive as he assumed you would just ignore him like you did at Yaku’s house.

“It was fine, I think it went alright..” you say

“Kuroo”

“Y/N”

You say simultaneously, he pauses for a second to let you speak “I’m sorry I was being so stand offish when we were at Yaku’s I just wanted you to see I could do it on my own, and when you called me stupid I really took that to heart since you and I both know that Chemistry wasn’t ever my best subject” 

“I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, and since it was only a practice test I didn’t think you’d take it to heart but I am sorry I know you aren’t stupid.”

Before you got to say anything else, your Chemistry teacher exited the room with your chemistry paper in hand. Kuroo grabbed your hand anticipating your nerves and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Miss L/N” said your teacher “Well done on your chemistry test” he turned your test around to sure a perfect 100%. Both you and Kuroo gasped, you were elated to say the least you wanted to jump up and down in excitement but a PERFECT 100%.

“I’d also like to add that you have now got the top chemistry score in the school beating the previous title holder Kuroo Testurou” said your teacher, this made Kuroo open his mouth even wider in surprise nearly making you giggle at his response. 

Your teacher took his leave, leaving you and Kuroo in the hallway “ I guess i’m the chemistry whizz now “ you say wiggling your eyebrows just as Kuroo did to you before at Yaku’s this made him chuckle as he came to put his arm around you.

“Y/N don’t get ahead of yourself now, you may have won this battle but I will win the war” he said smiling

In the final exam, you continue your winning streak also getting a near 100% and still beating Kuroo which didn’t matter to either of you, now you’re just like him cracking chemistry puns and jokes all the time which none of your friends appreciated but atleast Kuroo found them SODIUM funny.

AN: Please kill me for the last line of Kuroos, I didn’t really like Kuroo’s since it was a bit self indulgent with my hate for chemistry but what do you guys think?

[dntaewithluv]

Make You Scream | jjk

It's your first Halloween with Jungkook and it's bound to be a night filled with screams. Both of fright and of pleasure.

🎃 Pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x reader (pieceofyou!jungkook x reader)

🎃 Word Count: 5.7k

🎃 Rating: 18+

🎃 Genre: Established relationship au, Halloween au, fluff, smut, humor, very very minor angst

🎃 Warnings: Explicit language, mention of kids being greedy and Jungkook wanting to scare them, implications of sexual content, side pairing vmin, mention of the Netflix show Squid Game (pretty much the basic plot nothing really spoilery), brief mention of murder in reference to the previous warning, use of fake blood (brief), oc and jk being chaotic, very minor angst cause jk sad and pouty, jk scaring trick or treaters that are really [redacted], *insert zombie ep of run here*, more vmin (brief mxm tae just kisses jimin on the cheek it’s soft), mention of alcohol, consumption of alcohol (pls drink responsibly also everyone gets home safe so dw!!), mention of fantasies, jungkook in his office ceo suit from the banner 🚨🚨🚨 !!, oc is in a sexy pizza delivery girl costume, explicit sexual content, making out, groping, grinding, brief interrupted handjob, loooots of dirty talk, also praise, degredation, begging, thigh riding, loooots of rough marking, biting, and scratching, brief handjob pt 2, oral (m receiving), messy blowjob, dom!jk, sub!reader, rough face fucking, lots of spit (sorry), more thigh riding, unprotected sex (pls no), riding, rough sex, cum stuffing, cum eating, it ends on a soft cute note as always (i promise)

A/N: Happy (late) Halloween 🎃 Sorry this is a few days late, but I hope you’ll still be able to enjoy it 🥰 This is technically a Halloween drabble for Piece of You, but it also can be read as just a boyfriend JK Halloween fic. There is reference to JK being a pizza boy a few times but it can definitely just be read as a small plot detail! I absolutely love writing for this couple I literally never get tired of them lol. Thank you for being so patient with me and waiting for this fic, and thank you so much forever and always for your continued love and support 🥺💜

Masterlist

"Damn, baby," your boyfriend remarked at the sight of the various bags of Halloween candy covering the floor of your trunk, "what, did you leave like two bags on the shelf for everyone else to fight over?"

You playfully shoved Jungkook, silencing his chuckle fest, “Shut up. Listen, I always get a ton of trick or treaters every year, and I don’t wanna have to keep sending your ass out to get more candy.”

“Why not just give each kid one piece of candy? That should stretch your supply a lot further.” he suggested as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You just stared at him for several seconds.

“What?”

“Clearly you’ve never seen the death glare children give you when you drop one sad little piece of candy in their bucket.”

“Yeah, well, kids are greedy little shits. Better yet, I can just jump out and scare them before they even make it to the door, and survival of the fittest can decide which ones actually get candy. Problem solved.”

“Kook,” you began, handing him two of the bags from your trunk, “I already told you. I’m not letting you terrorize all our trick or treaters. I love you, but I’ve built up a pretty good rep at this apartment, and I’m not letting you tarnish it because you wanna make some kids cry.”

The blonde pouted at you as the bags in his hands sagged to where they were almost touching the ground. He looked like a child right now himself. You laughed before leaning up to kiss the sad look off his face, his lips immediately molding to slot against your own.

“Cheer up, baby. It’s our first Halloween together, and it’s still gonna be amazing. Plus, the guys said they would probably stop by too." you reminded him, hoping to improve his mood slightly.

Jungkook let out a sigh, "Yeah, okay, you're right. You're gonna have to hide this candy from me though if you want there to be any left for the kids."

"Aw, babe, are you craving something sweet? Maybe I can help with that…" you said sweetly as you pressed your body up against his, a low moan rumbling in your boyfriend's throat.

"I swear to God, baby, give me five minutes. I'll meet you in our room." Jungkook proposed, hints of desperation in his voice.

You giggled wildly as your boyfriend proceeded to grab every single bag of candy, determined to get everything in one trip as he made a mad dash for the door of your shared apartment.

"Is Minnie really bringing his new boyfriend tonight?" you inquired as you busied yourself finishing up your candy station by the front door.

"He's supposed to be. He knows we've all been dying to meet this new mystery man of his." Jungkook replied from the living room.

"I really hope we get to tonight. Also, are you all ready? The kids are probably gonna start showing up pretty soon."

You joined your boyfriend in the living room, smiling at the sight of him in his green track suit splattered with fake blood, his blonde locks a wavy mess.

"Baby, if we were in Squid Game, would you kill me for the money?" Jungkook asked as he took in your matching attire.

You put a finger on your chin and stared up at the ceiling, pretending to be perplexed, "Depends. How much money are we talking about?"

"You fucking brat!" he exclaimed before lunging at you and tickling your sides until tears were streaming down your face.

"Okay...okay...stop!" you wheezed out as you tried to detach yourself from him, "We gotta get ready...for trick or…treaters."

He finally released you and you straightened out your costume before preparing to head back towards the door.

"Y/N, hang on a second."

You turned back around at the sound of your boyfriend's voice.

"What's up, babe?"

"I just think your costume could use a little more fake blood before you start handing out candy. Here, I'll help you really quick." he offered before walking over to the kitchen counter to retrieve the bowl with the red mixture.

"Aw, Kook, thanks for looking out, baby." you said sincerely as you smiled sweetly at him.

"No worries, babe, I got you. Yeah, I think you just missed a spot right…" Jungkook trailed off as he dipped his hand into the bowl.

And right as you caught on to what he was up to-

"Here!" he finished proudly as he smeared his hand across your breast.

You just looked back at him, unimpressed, "Just say you wanted an excuse to touch my tits and go."

"Shit, baby. Caught me red handed." the blonde voiced as he displayed his crimson stained palm, a shit eating grin plastered across his face.

You shook your head, but you couldn't stop yourself from laughing at your boyfriend's chaotic behavior.

"Guess I should probably smear some over your dick then. I mean, it's only fair right?"

Jungkook gave a casual shrug of his shoulders.

"I mean, if you're offering."

Just as your hand started to go for the bowl, a chorus of "Trick or Treat!" sounded at the front door.

"Sorry, babe, looks like you'll just have to get your treat later." you told him before hurrying towards the door, not missing the disappointed groan your boyfriend let out behind you.

Your once bountiful candy supply dwindled more and more with each passing hour. The flow of trick or treaters was basically non stop with more and more kids popping up every time you turned back to the front door. You couldn't deny that you absolutely loved it though. Cooing at all the little ones in their cute costumes, and getting scared more than once by some of the more scary and gruesome outfit choices of the night. The only person who didn't seem to be enjoying themselves, however, was Jungkook.

Every time you looked over, your boyfriend was staring out the window at the haunted house going on across the street. He gazed longingly, a pout prominent on his features as groups of people came running out, screaming and crying, and in various states of disarray. Most of the traumatized children made a beeline straight to your door, just desperate to get away from the house of horrors. Others just took off, not even sure what direction they were going in.

"Kook?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you wanna hand out candy for a bit? You've been sulking by the window all night."

"No thanks."  

The crowd of kids seemed to be thinning out, at least for now, so you left the door to wander over to your gloomy boyfriend.

"Baby," you said softly, reaching out to place a hand on Jungkook's shoulder, "is this really that important to you?"

The blonde let out a sigh, "Yeah, it really is. I know maybe it seems dumb to you, but the scary shit is what makes me love Halloween. Dressing up and jumping out at people is what makes it fun for me, and I'm just kinda bummed out that this is my first Halloween not getting to do that."

You frowned as you felt guilt beginning to gnaw at your insides.

"I'm sorry. This is our first Halloween together, and the last thing I should've done was disregard your feelings and how you wanted to spend it. It's not dumb, Jungkook, because it's important to you. And you're important to me. So, so important. I may not get it, but I should've tried harder to understand your perspective. Next year, we can both plan Halloween, okay? I'm just sorry I ruined our first one together." you expressed, staring down at the ground in shame at the realization of what you had done.

"Hey. Baby, look at me." Jungkook requested gently as he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze.

You were embarrassed at how close you felt to tears, but you had really fucked this up and hurt the person you loved more than anything.

"First of all, you didn't ruin Halloween. Us, spending holidays together and combining traditions and routines is something we're going to have to adjust to and work on. Together. I'm sorry I spent the whole night moping, I know that didn't really help either. Can we just enjoy what's left of our night and promise to try to collaborate better for future holidays?"

You nodded as you felt a small smile creeping across your face, earning you your favorite bunny grin from the man in front of you. Jungkook gripped your chin to hold you in place before leaning down to press his lips against yours. The way he kissed you so tenderly had butterflies erupting in your stomach. Even after being together for over a year, you loved that the pizza boy still had that effect on you.

"There's not much candy left anyway. You were right, kids are greedy little shits. It doesn't seem like the boys are gonna make it tonight either, so how about this? You go out there and terrorize our last group of trick or treaters for the night, I'll compensate by giving them what's left of the candy, and then we call it a night, deal?"

The way your boyfriend's eyes lit up in excitement had your heart melting.

"Deal!" he agreed giddily, resulting in a series of giggles from you.

"Alright, pizza boy, it looks like there's a group heading over, so now's your chance. Go make me proud and make some kids cry. And then afterwards, I'll give you your treat." you finished seductively, tightly gripping his green track jacket to tug him closer.

Jungkook's hands shamelessly went to your ass, grabbing the flesh roughly as he let out a growl, "I have a treat for you too, baby, and I think you're gonna love it."

You were closing the distance between the two of you in an instant, your mouths meeting in a much harsher kiss this time. You were seconds away from just saying screw it and letting him fuck you right there in front of the window, when the two of you pulled away at the sound of laughter coming from outside.

"To be continued. It's showtime, baby!" the blonde declared, grinning wickedly at you before he was disappearing out the front door.

You turned the outside lights off to give Jungkook some extra cover, not that he needed it because you already had no idea where he had gone to hide. The group was getting closer, and you waited silently by the front door for your boyfriend to make his move. You could just barely make out six figures in the darkness, their voices carrying all the way to your ears. You heard a familiar laugh, and cursed under your breath before opening the front door to get ready to tell Jungkook to call the whole thing off.

"Kook wait-" you had spoken a moment too late, the blonde lunging out of the darkness, and a series of screeches and screams drowning out your attempted warning.

"Oh shit!" came Jungkook's voice a few seconds later, "Hobi is that you?"

You were quickly flicking the lights back on before running out to meet your now, traumatized, friends. Poor Hobi had never stood a chance with how easily he scared. You couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him clinging onto Joon's back for dear life, looking like his soul had left his body entirely. Jin was still hunched over trying to catch his breath and swearing profusely. Yoongi just looked pissed, and knowing him and how much he hated being scared, Jungkook was lucky his friend hadn't taken a swing at him. You couldn't even see Jimin at first because he was still tucked behind who you could only assume was his new boyfriend. Talk about an introduction…

"Hey guys, Happy Halloween!" you greeted them, you and Jungkook both smiling sheepishly.

Jimin finally stepped out from behind the stranger, "I know we were late, but did it really warrant sending Kook out here to terrorize all of us? Oh and this is my boyfriend, Taehyung, by the way. Way to make a good first impression."

"In my defense, I thought you guys were just a random group of trick or treaters. It was dark as shit out here, how the hell was I supposed to know." Jungkook pointed out, prompting everyone to turn and look at you.

You sighed and hung your head in defeat, "I turned off the lights to add to the ambience. But, in my defense, I did try to warn Kook before he jumped out."

Your group of friends and Taehyung looked back and forth between the two of you, seeming to contemplate how long they wanted to stay mad about the incident.

"I think we still have some candy inside if anyone wants-"

Jungkook didn't even get to finish his sentence before Jin was cutting him off.

"Okay, fine, you're forgiven! Now, where's that candy?"

You all stared at your friend, dumbfounded at his complete change in mood, but Jin was already letting himself into your apartment and immediately diving into the bowl of candy.

"Your friends are weird." Taehyung remarked quietly.

"I know, I'm so sorry you had to meet everyone like this." Jimin groaned, but his boyfriend just shook his head at him and chuckled.

"No, I like them. Thanks for bringing me tonight, Minnie." Taehyung voiced before bending down to place a kiss on Jimin's cheek.

You had to stop yourself from saying "awww" out loud as your friend's face flushed wildly.

"We better get in there if we don't want Jin to eat all the candy. Also, Y/N made some kind of spooky punch in a cauldron bowl, and I spiked the shit out of it when she wasn't looking-"

"YOU WHAT?!" you exclaimed, causing everyone to jump at your sudden outburst.

"Aw, come on, baby, it's Halloween. We gotta have some booze for our boos." your boyfriend pressed.

"Jungkook. I had already spiked the punch when I made it."

"Oh fuck." he replied as the realization dawned on him.

"So you guys basically have liquid death in a cauldron? Nice." Yoongi spoke up, unphased as per usual.

"Guess we're really getting fucked up tonight." Hobi added, and you were happy to see him finally having calmed down from earlier.

"Just fyi, you touch that punch bowl and your keys are mine. Kook and I will call an Uber for everyone at the end of the night." you stated matter of factly, and your friends knew you well enough by now to know not to fight you on something like this.

Still, you and Jungkook couldn't help but laugh at each set of keys that were placed in your hands, one after the other. Looked like your first Halloween really wasn't ruined after all.

You could feel the exhaustion beginning to plague you as you plopped on the couch after making sure your friends were sent off safe for the night in an Uber, but the surprise you and Jungkook had promised each other was also beginning to  resurface in your thoughts.

"Aww, baby. You look so tired. I'm pretty beat too. Should we just do our surprises another night?"

You pouted at Jungkook from the couch, and he chuckled before taking a seat next to you, an arm automatically going around your shoulders to pull you into him.

"No." you grumbled, "I wanna do it tonight. I just need to take a shower and wash all this fake blood off first so I can get all sexy for you."

Your boyfriend hummed before pressing his lips to the top of your head, "Baby, to me, you're always sexy. Even covered in fake blood from people you hypothetically murdered for money, you're still stunning."

You giggled at that, your face warming at his sweet and yet still chaotic compliment.

"Okay, thanks babe, that's very sweet, but now I wanna do it even moooooore." you whined, causing Jungkook to sit up suddenly, pulling you with him.

"Tell you what? You go jump in the shower and get ready in our bathroom, and I'll use the one down the hall, and we'll meet back up in our room in like an hour. Sound good?" the blonde proposed before getting to his feet and holding out a hand to help you off the couch.

"I'm about to rock your world, Jungkook Jeon." you said proudly once you were standing next to him.

"Not if I rock yours first." Jungkook challenged back, a smirk present on his face.

"We'll see about that, pizza boy."

"Guess we will."

The two of you stood there staring each other down for a few more seconds before rushing off in opposite directions to get ready for both of your respective surprises.

"Ugh, why is this so fucking hard." you swore aloud as you struggled with finding a sexy position to present yourself to Jungkook with on your bed.

You had just managed to finally get comfortable, when a soft knock sounded at the door.

"Baby, are you ready?" Jungkook asked from outside your shared room.

"Ready!" you called back, "You?"

"Me too. It okay for me to come in?"

You reached over to switch on your bedside lamp to illuminate the otherwise dark room, "Come in, pizza boy."

The door slowly opened a moment later, and any confidence you'd had flew out the window at the sight of your boyfriend, your mouth dropping open before you could stop it. Halloween was suddenly your favorite holiday because it had given you Jungkook standing in your doorway in a full black suit, his usually untamed blonde locks slicked back on one side. He looked absolutely delicious, and your hunger was growing ravenous.

Jungkook had never dressed up for you, or dressed up at all for that matter, even though you had told him on multiple occasions how badly you wanted to see him in a suit. You even admitted to fantasizing about him wearing one, and still…nothing. Until now. Now that you were so ferally aroused you felt ready to lunge at him.

"Fuck."

The hushed curse fell from both of your lips simultaneously. You'd had yet to gauge Jungkook's reaction to your homemade sexy pizza delivery girl costume, too busy drinking him in while your mind ran amok with the filthiest thoughts.

"You really are a treat, baby. Shit." he rasped out, licking his lips hungrily as his eyes grew noticeably darker.

His gaze raked over your body, lingering on your exposed thighs as well as your breasts spilling out of the unbuttoned polo, complete with your replica of the Pizza Paradise logo, and you had even borrowed his hat from his uniform to complete the ensemble.

"Me? Kook. I know it's Halloween, but you look like an entire fucking Thanksgiving meal. I knew you would look yummy in a suit, but fucking hell…" you trailed off as you got up from the bed.

Jungkook crossed over to you in just a few strides, and it was like you could feel the heat radiating off of each other, from how bad you wanted each other. Needed each other.

"Kook." you breathed, your hands reaching out to grip onto the lapels of his suit jacket.

"No more talking." Jungkook growled out, "It's time for me to indulge in my treat."

A moan had just barely started to slip past your lips before it was being muffled by the blonde's mouth crashing against your own. The kiss was desperate and clumsy, the two of you panting into each other's mouths more than anything else. Jungkook swiveled around to take a seat at the foot of your bed, immediately yanking you down to straddle his lap and seeking out your lips once more.

You whimpered at already being able to feel Jungkook growing hard underneath you as he nipped and sucked your bottom lip harshly. His large hands grabbed at your barely covered ass, groaning in between wild kisses as he encouraged you to move against him. One of your hands trailed down to begin undoing his slacks, finding it easy to navigate your way to freeing his cock from its confines. The blonde pulled off your lips with a pop, letting out a hiss as you wrapped your hand around him, "What do you think you're doing, baby?"

"I want my treat." you purred, kissing your way from his jaw to his ear as you slowly began to stroke him, "Let me suck you off."

You felt your boyfriend's dick twitch in your grasp, but Jungkook surprised you by pulling back to dodge your lips.

"Not so fast, beautiful. As much as I'd love to fill up that dirty mouth of yours, there's something else I have planned for you tonight. Something we've been talking about trying for a while." The blonde gave you a knowing look as he said this, combined with a mischievous raise of his eyebrow.

You let out a small gasp, your hand leaving his dick to instead rest on his thighs.

"Are you sure you wanna do that for the first time while you're wearing a suit?”

“Mmm, you know if I remember correctly, you even had a fantasy about doing that with me in a suit? Am I wrong, baby?” was Jungkook’s smug response as his hands smoothed over your hips, causing you to shiver.

“I’ve had my own little fantasies about this, you know. Why don’t you take off those little shorts for me, baby?” your boyfriend asked sweetly.

You carefully got up from his lap before turning away from him, making a show out of sliding your shorts down your legs, and giving Jungkook the perfect view of the lacy red underwear you had chosen to wear underneath.

“You fucking tease.” your boyfriend practically snarled, “Hurry up and get back over here.”

You giggled proudly before facing him once more, Jungkook leaning back on his hands as he tongued the inside of his cheek, his cock looking achingly hard between his legs. You were already close to soaking through your panties as you moved to straddle one of his thighs.

“I promise, I’ll take your suit to get dry cleaned tomorrow.” you said as the two of you took notice of the wet spot growing on his black slacks.

“I don’t give a fuck about the suit. Just want you to ride my thigh like you would ride my cock. I know your needy little cunt is just begging for it, isn’t it, baby?” Jungkook spurred you on, gripping your hips to pull you down harder against his thigh.

“Yes, Kook. Wanna ride your thigh so bad.” you moaned as you placed your hands on his shoulders to prepare yourself.

Your boyfriend had extremely thick and muscular thighs, and you couldn’t wait to feel him flexing against you.

“I’ll let you take the lead, babe. At least to start, okay?”

You nodded, your fingers flexing anxiously around his broad shoulders. You started to move slowly, breathy little sighs escaping you at finally receiving some much needed stimulation.

“Fuck, baby, just like that. Grind that messy little cunt all over my thigh.” Jungkook praised, admiring the way your hips rutted against him.

You increased your pace slightly and your nails dug into his shoulders to compensate for the pleasure you were feeling. Your boyfriend’s hands went to the hem of your shirt, and you automatically were raising up your arms to allow him to slip the garment over your head. Jungkook’s lips immediately went to your neck, brutally sucking color into your skin as you started to go even faster. He sunk his teeth into your flesh, and you threw your head back, moaning obscenely loud. The blonde growled against you before biting down again, making you cry out as you desperately sped up the movement of your hips. Each sound of pleasure that left your lips just seemed to rile Jungkook up that much more as he imprinted himself across your skin.

“Fuck, Kook. So rough.” you gasped out just as his hands went to your back to unclasp your bra.

He helped slide it off your shoulders and down your arms, and then his mouth was attaching itself to one of your nipples, sucking with purpose and making you squirm in his lap. Jungkook pulled your bud between his teeth, and your hips bucked against his thigh, “Jungkook, fuck!”

He pulled back, leaving a trail of saliva connecting his swollen lips to your breast.

“This is the one night of the year I can make you scream. Really scream. Without anyone batting an eye. I wanna fucking hear you, baby.”

No sooner had the words left Jungkook’s mouth than he was grazing his teeth against your other nipple. You panted loudly as you felt your orgasm starting to approach. Your hand once again traveled down to wrap around your boyfriend’s cock, and this time you began pumping him in time with each rock of your hips. Jungkook sucked harder against your perked bud, his other hand grabbing and groping at your other breast. You worked your hand faster against him, simultaneously increasing the speed of your hips. Your boyfriend lost the ability to keep marking up your skin, a moan escaping him as he threw his head back. You took the moment of distraction to slide off Jungkook’s lap and onto your knees on the floor before taking as much of him into your mouth as you could in one go.

“Fuck! Oh you brat!” the blonde hissed as his hips instinctively bucked up, pushing his dick all the way to the back of your throat.

You choked around him, but did your best to ignore it as you got to work bobbing up and down his cock. You sucked him down like he was candy, and Jungkook groaned beautifully above you. He let out a growl before you felt one of his hands twisting into your hair, and gripping it tight.

“You want me to fuck your mouth so bad? Then hold still and take it, you greedy little cockslut.” your boyfriend snarled, using his hold on your hair to harshly push you down on his cock.

Tears streamed down your face as you gagged around him, Jungkook fucking your throat with no mercy.

“Wanted cock so bad, you couldn’t even finish fucking yourself against my thigh. My dirty little baby.” he spat filthily at you, causing you to whimper around his length and drip down your thighs.

Just as you felt yourself starting to grow lightheaded, Jungkook roughly tugged you up by your hair, leaving his cock wet and messy with your spit. You gasped for air as you drooled down your chin and onto your chest.

“Now then, panties off, and I want you to ride my thigh until you cum. Think you can do that for me, baby?”

You nodded as you continued spluttering from the assault on your throat. You’d enjoyed it though. To be honest, you’d fucking loved it. Jungkook had never been this rough with you before, but you were quickly growing addicted to it. To this side of him.

Your boyfriend patiently waited for you to finish catching your breath and remove your panties before he was helping reposition you back over his thigh. You slowly began to lower yourself back down, still in a bit of a haze from what had just transpired. You barely had time to register Jungkook yanking down his slacks as your dripping cunt came into contact with his bare skin.

“Ohhhh fuck, Kook.” you mewled, beginning to drag yourself back and forth over his thigh.

“Making such a mess, baby. Shit.” he swore before experimentally flexing against you, right against your aching clit.

You jolted in his lap, nearly sliding off if Jungkook hadn’t been holding onto your waist.

“Holy fuck. I can’t believe we’ve never done this before. It feels so fucking good, baby.” you told him as you frantically began rutting against his thigh once more.

“For me too, fuck. Seeing you ride me like this, it’s one of the hottest fucking things ever. Need you to cum for me though, baby. Fuck yourself like you mean it.”

The skin to skin contact had you getting there much faster this time, a mixture of pants and whines slipping from between your lips. Jungkook returned to leaving spots of color all over your chest and neck, his lips, tongue, and teeth drawing out high pitched cries from you. Your nails dug into his biceps as the movement of your hips grew more stuttered.

“Almost there, Kook... You feel so good.” you cried, fresh tears beginning to leak down your cheeks.

Jungkook put all his energy in repeatedly flexing his thigh against you as you desperately grinded against him.

“Want you to give me my treat, baby. Make a mess all over my thigh.” your boyfriend coaxed, and you could feel yourself right on the brink of release.

Jungkook grunted as he flexed against you, hard, at the same time that he used his hold on your hips to roughly pull you down onto him.

“Jungkook!” you screamed out as the band inside of you snapped, and you came all over his thigh.

“Fuck!” he hissed loudly, not even giving you time to recover before he was sinking you down on his cock in one swift motion.

You moaned at the sudden stretch, your hands immediately going to claw at his still suit clad back.

“Shiiiit, that’s like heaven.” Jungkook groaned as he thrusted up into you.

“Kook, fuck, oh my God.” you babbled breathlessly, his hips bucking up harshly and bouncing you in his lap.

“Seeing you ride my thigh was great, but nothing beats seeing you ride my cock, baby. Love watching the way you lose it when I’m inside you. So fucked out and out of your mind for my cock. Fuck, baby, I never get tired of it.”

You could slowly feel your energy starting to return as you clumsily lifted yourself up before dropping back down, Jungkook’s hands returning to your waist to help you bounce on his cock.

“Let’s see if I can coax a few more horror worthy screams out of you before the night is over.”

The cocky smirk on your boyfriend’s face and mischievous glint in his eyes had you clenching tight around him. Jungkook moaned, his fingers digging harder into your flesh as he doubled his efforts in fucking up into you. You wrapped your arms around him, clinging tightly as he brought you down onto him again and again. A loud cry escaped you at the feeling of Jungkook biting down against your shoulder. You threw your head back, mouth hanging open as the blonde relentlessly speared you on his cock.

“Always so good the way you lose it on my cock. Shit.” Jungkook cursed, looking down to watch the way he disappeared inside of you.

Your walls spasmed around him, and it was taking everything in you just to hold on as you began to shake in his hold. Jungkook lunged forward with a growl, like a man possessed, to roughly claim your mouth. All you could do was clumsily kiss him back and whimper helplessly.

“Kook...cum...again.” you rasped out, your second orgasm of the night almost upon you.

“Just a little longer, baby. I’m almost there with you.” he panted out as his thrusts began to lose their rhythm.

One of his hands left your waist to focus on rubbing your swollen clit with two fingers.

“Shit! Kook!” you sobbed out, fingers scrambling against his back.

Jungkook was biting down hard on his lip in concentration, and you could see all the muscles straining in his neck and face, blonde locks mussed and soaked in sweat. He was always so beautiful right before he came, and you always did your best to watch him until you couldn’t. Your boyfriend added a third finger to furiously strum against your bundle of nerves. You rewarded Jungkook with the scream he had been wanting as you shrieked before releasing all over his cock and thighs.

“Fuck. Always such a good girl creaming my cock for me. Gonna fill you up so fucking good, baby. You’ll be leaking till Christmas, just keeping my cum warm for me. My perfect little cumslut. So fucking perfect. Fuuuuuuck.” he moaned out, his head falling back and exposing his gorgeous neck as he twitched inside you before you felt ropes of cum painting your insides white.

Keeping with the theme of the night of not allowing you any kind of break, Jungkook carefully pulled out of you before laying you down on the bed and using two of his tattooed fingers to shove the mixture of cum back inside you. A breathless gasp left you as he drew them back out slowly, his eyes finding yours as he held his slicked up digits out to you.

“Open up.” was his simple command, his voice gruff.

You were sitting up a moment later to wrap your mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean as Jungkook hummed at the sight.

“And just think,” he started as he began to shed his suit jacket before going to unbutton his shirt underneath, “this is only our first Halloween together.”

“Can’t wait till next year.” you murmured, smiling lazily up at him.

“Me either.” he agreed before bending down to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Maybe next year you do the sexy pizza delivery costume.” you suggested, a yawn escaping you at the end.

Jungkook chuckled as he beamed down at your sleepy figure, “You know what, baby, I have no doubt that somewhere in an alternate universe, you’re the cute pizza girl, and I’m the smitten idiot who orders pizza every week just hoping to see you.”

You giggled, gazing up in adoration at your chaotic, sweet, idiotic, beautiful, crazy, and amazing boyfriend.

“I love you, pizza boy.”

Your favorite bunny grin appeared instantly.

“I love you, my favorite girl.”