#though I'll probably still be asleep when it does get posted lol

[liltaz-asatreat]

Welp, I didn’t finish that one scene I wanted to write for both Julia Burnsides vs Canon Lore and the taz November celebration thing last night

But I did finally finish chapter 2 alskghdslgkhdglkhg

Next up, either that scene or chapter 3 lol

[thatone-brightstar]

Cigarette smoke & Spices (Carmen Berzatto x fem!reader) One Shot

I made this account soley to post this cause this fucked up, broken man makes me FERAL, now i'll be on my way lol.

Word count: 3.6k

Summary: You have have gotten to know your neighbor Carmen a little too well.

You don’t know much about him. Not as much as you would like to, anyway. Just a name.

You know he arrives a little past midnight, with what seems like the burden of the world heavy on his shoulders. That despite his withering tiredness, he still steps carefully over your outstretched legs on the days he finds you too entranced in your book to move from the hallway floor.

He’s never asked why you’re there so late and in return, you never complain about the heavy metal music he likes to listen to until three in the morning. 

You do wonder, though, what it is he does that always has him arriving in a grim mood, with the stand of a nervous animal, wounded and ready to slaughter anything in sight. In a city like Chicago, you can assume anything terrible, but the trailing scent of burnt sweet onion and spices that lingers under your nose, calms the thoughts of any illicit affairs. He doesn’t look like the type, anyway. 

But then again, you don’t know much about him.

By the time you hear the elevator gears stop at your floor, your legs have gone numb between your weight and the hard carpet. You pull them from under you and stretch as far as you can with pointed toes to the wall in front of you. It’s a small hallway, so you don’t need to make too much of an effort for your skin to come in contact with the coldness of his door. You feel his heavy stomps vibrate through the floor, heavier than usual and without having to look in his direction you can tell he’s had a hard day. You smile. Those are your favorite.

You place your book by your side in sweet anticipation, pins and needles bite at your exposed legs through the skin. Soon, an ink covered hand invades your sight. The heat radiating from his body is almost enough to cauterize your fingertips as you glide them slowly across his wrist, down the back of his hand and into the cocoon of his calloused palm. You follow the vein in his arm with your eyes, how it travels up, up, up and nests between a strong jaw and neck. You can feel his impatient gaze burn into you and a smile teases your lips when your eyes finally decide to take a dip in the icy blue. He swallows hard, making your smile grow wider.

“Hard day?” you whisper, slipping your bottom lip under your upper teeth and enjoying the way his eyes flicker down to it.

“You have no fuckin’ idea…” Carmen answers in a heavy breath, then in a single movement, wraps his robust hand around your wrist and pulls you to your feet with little effort. 

You don’t get time to react to the sudden change in perspective when you feel the hard door hit your back and the cold seep through your thin shirt, then his hungry lips hunting down your own with desperation. You swallow his deep groan, satisfied to finally find soft skin. He works his skilled fingers up the skin of your thighs, bunching your shirt around your hips while you struggle to turn the nob. Even though it’s late and your neighbors are probably asleep, you’d rather not give them a show. The door clicks open and the weight of his body pushes you both in, never disconnecting your lips. He kicks the door closed and strong arms wrap around your waist, hoisting you up and pressing you with his body to the nearest wall. 

A whine mixes with the sound of sloppy kisses when you feel the hard denim of his jeans rub against the soaked fabric of your underwear and you pull him closer with your legs trying to replicate the feeling. He jerks his hips forward again to give you the friction you need, an almost painful emptiness burning at your core because he’s not nearly as close as you want him to be. With your eyes closed, you can feel his hands everywhere.  Holding the back of your thighs, roaming your abdomen and tangled in your hair at the base of your neck where he holds you still. He leaves your heaving lips to pepper kisses on your exposed skin, wet and hot that once the air touches, makes goosebumps raise immediately. 

“Wanna talk about it-?” You ask as you try to coax him into sharing what it is that burdens him, but he’s too distracted pulling your shirt over your shoulders to pay attention. 

Your tits bounce with the rhythmless movements of his grinds and his patience shrinks even more as he latches onto the soft flesh, tongue covering every bit of your skin with messy licks that have you gasping for air. The room echoes with the obscene sounds sucking and your panting sighs.

“Couch or bed?” You hear him ask, breathless. 

He’s digging his teeth over your collarbone, until the skin grows sensitive and red, a remnant you’ll wake up to when he’s long gone in the morning. 

“Bed” you answer, too entranced in his torturous mouth to form clear sentences. 

The hard wall is replaced by rough palms that keep you pressed to his chest as he maneuvers through the dark living room. Muscle memory guides him in the all familiar space, past your kitchen and through your bedroom door, to the bed he had grown accustomed to. You slide over it gently when he loosens his grip on your form, hair spreading around your flushed face while  you wait impatiently for him to finish undressing. You stretch to the length of the bed, sighing as tension releases from locked joints and when you finally hear the metal of his belt ‘clinck’ on the wooden floor, you lift your head and stare at him through locks of messy hair. Your lip catches  between your teeth at such a beautiful sight, him standing there all lean muscle and hard cock, glistening in anticipation and drawing saliva into your needy mouth. 

You push yourself up to rest on spread out knees, inching closer to his immobile form, then wrap soft fingers around the thick velvet flesh. A shutter leaves his chest and his eyes close when you rake the nails on your other hand up across his hard abdomen and to the back of his neck. The soft flick of your wrist, paired with sultry kisses along his neck and chest, have him thrusting involuntarily into your fist and hands gripping tightly at the side of your hips. You brush your lips along his stubble, the prominent line of his nose and back down to bite his bottom lip.

“D’you wanna talk about it, Carmen?” You whisper again over his lips when you see the ever present frown above his brow hasn’t faded. His name tastes like sugar cubes in your mouth, making you smile at the way he reacts to hearing it from your lips.

Your grip tightens over his girth and you drag your palm slowly when he doesn’t give you an answer. His eyes open suddenly and the blown out look he gives you through hooded brows has thick waves of heat overwhelming your body.

“Do I ever?” He finally answers with a sighed laugh.

That’s the first laugh you’ve gotten out of him and you do your best to ignore the softness it brings to your chest. “Worth a shot” You say shrugging, then latch on to his waiting lips again and resume your hand’s movements.

A surprised gasp leaves your chest as his hands grope the back of your thighs to pull you forward, tilting your balance and making you fall on your back against the soft covers. His hands roam impatiently to your hips, pulling at the last piece of clothing covering you, only to throw it somewhere in the mess of clothes. With one knee resting on the mattress, he pulls at your ankles to have you closer, then leans down to press teasing kisses up your soft skin as he crawls over you. 

His mouth travels in a messy line over your knee, thigh and hip bone, completely avoiding the prominent heat on the inside of your thighs. He yearns to do it, to rub his nose against your slit and taste you so deep that the tartness will linger heavy on his tongue onto the next day, but he knows he can’t. That sort of intimacy is only reserved for matters of the heart, for partners in love who know each other- body and soul-, and you two are anything but. So instead he focuses higher up, licking and nibbling at your breasts and the tender nipples that never disappoint to perk up when he exhales rapidly over them.

You tangle your fingers in the mess of his hair at the feeling of his knees pushing your legs open, then when the skin of his strong thighs begins to rub over your aching core, your nails dig into the sensitive scalp with a gasp. It’s soft at first, like he’s testing your reactions and as you plant your feet around him and push down to meet his actions with urgency, you feel his lips grow into a smile above your skin.

“Fuckin’ tease…” You mumble through gasps, the comment increasing the erratic movements that almost have you shaking over the surface of the bed.

A cry scratches your throat and you tilt your head back when his hand snakes down and applies pressure over it with his palm moving in circles. Your nails rake from his head to his shoulders and he moans over your chest, the skin overly sensitive and wet.

“Just put it in- already..” You whine and he laughs again. That’s two more than ever, but who’s counting.

“What’s the fun in that?” He teases with a heavy breath, but readjusts his position so your thighs rest above his and the thick head of his cock brushes over the hot flesh of your entrance.

He plants his hands by your head with his hanging low and eyes trained on the way you swallow his member as he sinks in inch by inch. The smokey scent from his golden hair and the sweet stretch of him filling you up has your head pounding from the rush of blood and ears only tuning into static. He feels incredibly hot above you, strong biceps caging you in between his hot skin and the mattress. You bite your lip to control the shameful moan trying to escape when he finally settles completely inside you. 

“Fuck-” His eyes are closed and his breathing is ragged for a few agonizing seconds before he pulls back and rolls his hips into you again and again. 

His pace is constant and firm enough that you wrap your hands around his wrists so the force of his thrusts don’t push you away. Still, you can feel him holding back when blown pupils meet yours and his movements falter down lightly. So you give him a little push by taking one of his firm hands and wrapping it around your neck, never letting your sight  leave his.

“Jesus fuck-” He shudders with an exhale and a soft grin.

“Is that all you got, pretty boy?” You ask between pants and a similar grin.

His brows raise in surprise at your sudden teasing and he shakes his head in amusement. His eyes meet yours again, an indescribable gleam visible in the low light of your room and you’re about to question why he’s stopped moving, before he pulls out completely, takes his hand from your neck and effortlessly flips you - so that now your stomach is firmly on the bed. The sudden action pulls a squeal from your throat. You want to turn around to throw another remark, but his hand falls abruptly on the plump flesh of your ass and a guttural groan escapes instead.

“That what ya wanted?” He asks with an edge to his voice as he pulls the front of your thighs back and up, spreading your knees to the sides.

You’re barely recovering from the wave of pleasure his smack caused when a new wave hits at the roughness of two of his fingers plunging into exposed cunt. You’re groaning into the sheets and fisting the covers with all your strength as the bubble in your abdomen grows too quickly. One of his hands holds you hard against the mattress while the other works you into a mess of moans and high pitched gasps with dexterous fingers. He leans over you to kiss your shoulder blades and the dip of your spine, mumbling how good you look trembling under him.

“You could’a just asked…” He whispers while slowing down his teasing fingers, giving you a few seconds to heave in some needed air.

Your sweaty forehead rests over the disarranged sheets as blows of air rattle your chest, along with the pounding of your heartbeat. In the back of your mind, you register his hand rubbing along the length of your spread out thighs, then up to knead the plushness of your ass.

“Not so cocky now, huh?” His amused voice looms over you and his warm breath cools your sweat slickened skin.

You exhale a soft laugh, opening your eyes and tilting your head back to see his amused expression. “ I could be cockier, if only you helped…” 

His grin grows as his eyes drink in the last drop of blue and his chest is now flat over your back, cock hard and throbbing against your ass cheeks. 

No anticipation could prepare you for the moan that claws out from your throat the moment he slips back inside, with even more fervent energy. The new position has you somehow feeling him thick and hot against your stomach and the strength that he deposits into every thrust has you clawing at anything you can get your hands on. You don’t know where the ardent giggle comes from, but it’s there, accompanied by a shrill “Oh my fuck- Carm-!” that comes out more whinier than you would like. He groans into your neck at the desperate call of his name and how fucking good it sounds coming from your panting lips.

“God- so fuckin hot-” He mumbles into your skin, nipping the base of your neck with his teeth and pulling a shaking moan that fills him with pride. “Always so fuckin’ ready for me aren’t ya?”

You're at the mercy of the steady and harsh snap of his hips. Tears pick at the corner of your eyes and watercolors bleed together in swirls of blues as you claw at the covers while strong thighs slam behind you.

Your skin feels hot and cold at the same time and the constant gasps do nothing for the lack of oxygen burning at your lungs, more from him knocking out every attempt to breathe than from the grip he has around your throat. You can feel your pulse heavy on your clit, but before you can reach down to touch yourself, he pushes your back hard down on the bed with a grunt and slows down his movements to a stop. 

His ragged breathing blows cold over your searing skin for a few seconds, then he pulls out and lays beside you on the bed, panting. He turns to see your amused expression at the sudden halt, then grins slightly for the fifth time that night.

“Shut up.” He says before you speak, like he just knows you're about to tease him over losing his breath during sex.

“I wasn’t saying nothing!” You joke and rest your head up your elbow, looking down at his tinted skin. “But you really should stop smokin’...” You add.

Carmen’s brow creases in confusion, then when you swing your aching thigh over his hips and plant your palms over his hard chest, his face turns to surprise. This is the first time in the months that you’ve been doing this, that you’re the one on top. 

“How’d you know I smoke?” He asks with crystal eyes scanning your face and large palms rubbing up and down your thighs.

You shrug, taking his pulsing cock in your hand and giving it a few jerks that pull the air from his lungs. You raise on your knees and angle the glistening head to rub teasingly at your folds. 

“You always smell like it. It’s kinda hot.” You respond, then sink down slowly to feel the mouthwatering stretch once again. 

He groans, throwing his head back from the tightness the new angle offers, but then looks up to you again because there’s something about the way you’re looking at him that makes his chest ache. You dig your nails into his strong stomach as you raise up then fall back down on his length with a roll of your hips, always looking down at him through strands of messy locks. You continue at a slow pace, savoring how his tip seems to push against a special spot that has waves of tingles roaming down your thighs. 

Your mouth hangs open as you speed up your movements and he meets you halfway with the strong snap of his hips and the firm grip on your waist. He pulls you into his chest at the same time his hands push your hips down and another involuntary high pitched gasp rasps at your throat. He swallows it down gladly as he devours your mouth with a seething necessity you hadn’t felt before and the constant push of his grip on your hips has you panting shamefully against his lips.

“Fuck- shit Carm, you’re gonna make me-” He thrusts his hips painfully hard that it knocks the words from your mouth.

You’re drenched in sweat and surrounded by the obscene sound of smacking skin and hefty smell of sex, but all you can register is the moaning, broad shouldered man underneath you. Wild sapphire eyes dance around your pleasure filled face and Carmen swears he had never found you more attractive than in this moment- sweaty, flushed and kiss- swollen. He doesn’t know what takes over him as he reaches up to caress your cheek, or where he gets the bravery to effortlessly flip you over so you’re back where you began- choking for any sliver of air that he pushes back out with his persistent thrusts.

“So fuckin’ beautiful-” He moans into your neck.

You claw at his back, scratches he knows will bring a grin to his usual cold features when he stares into the broken mirror in his bathroom tomorrow morning. You’re a mess of pleas and incoherent mumbling that can only be silenced by his feverish kisses as he cradles your face in his strong palms.

He feels the familiar tight and hot grip around his cock and a primal instinct to speed up his thrusts takes over him. You wrap your trembling thighs hard around his hips and swallow every groan that escapes his throat. You feel the bubble in your abdomen grow incredibly quick and tight until it bursts into waves of pleasure that have your toes curling and your back arching impossibly closer to him. 

You don’t exist for a few wonderful seconds. There’s no up or down as you float through existence like a still feather. There’s only the weight of the man above you holding you like a lifeline. A fuck shaped moan cascades from his lips as he feels your walls spasm against him and the sensitivity is too much that he follows behind your orgasm after a couple more delicous thrusts.  

Through your cloudy haze, you feel him break above you, the heaves that brush your neck and the thick liquid that fills you up as he comes inside you. His arms tremble slightly by your head, trying to maintain his weight and you could blame the intensity of the moment on your actions, but you snake your arms over his strong shoulders and pull him down to rest on your chest.

Despite the fact that you’ve been sleeping around with each other for the past few months, you can feel that something was different about this time, like a barrier had been broken or an invisible line had been crossed for both of you. You’re not going to ask, though. You’d rather bask in the post orgasm bliss that washes over you.

Carmen groans tiredly as he pulls out of you and lays by your side to see your relaxed face and closed eyes.

“We’re-uh- we’re gonna have to talk about it, aren’t we…” He mumbles with a small smile as he rakes his fingers through his sweaty hair, tired eyelids closing involuntarily as the weight of the excruciating day finally falls off his shoulders.

You hum softly, then feel around you for the covers that you gently drape over your naked bodies routinely. You both lay in a strange silence with eyes fixed on your ceiling, not a bad silence just… different.

“Yeah…” You whisper back and turn to bright blue eyes that finally lack the worn out and exhausted expression his rugged brows give him. “But it can wait ‘till tomorrow.”

You turn your back to him, adjusting the pillow under you. 

A strong arm snakes around you over the covers that pulls you to a warm chiseled chest, you can feel his erratic heartbeats mixing with your own and you smile when soft lips graze carefully on the curve up your shoulder.

“Tomorrow.” He whispers back with the tenth smile of the night.

[yakuzacanons]

howdy? your headcanons are awesome, really love reading them! could I ask for the reader falling asleep on yakuza guys? thanks a bunch!

Perfect pairing for my previous post, literally cheese n wine pairing right here lol. Here ya go and thanks for your patience.

Kazuma Kiryu

He'd just hazily wrap his arm around you and fall back asleep. He's pretty easy to fall asleep on, but it mostly only works if he's also already asleep or trying to sleep. Otherwise, he'd just pick you up and tuck you into bed.

Majima Goro

Don't fall asleep on him if he's also asleep, at some point he's going to flail around and you'll get kicked or something. If you fall asleep on him while he's awake, he'll just sit patiently. It's literally like a cat fell asleep on his lap. He cannot move now. It's illegal.

Akiyama Shun

Nap on him anytime. If he's asleep, if he's awake, if he's laying down or sitting up or at home or at work. Free cuddles. Do it. He wants it. Please?? He'll be so nice and stroke your hair and everything.

Saejima Taiga

A human pillow. A living breathing heated blanket. If you get cold easily, I would recommend falling asleep on Saejima. He's also one of the bigger guys so you can like full body lay on top of him.

Tanimura Masayoshi

Very gentle little baby and might even fall asleep while you're sleeping with your head in his lap or leaning on his shoulder. The two of you tend to just fall asleep wherever the other one does, it's almost comedic how much that happens.

Ryuji Goda

Also a human pillow, although he's kind of goofily prideful about it. If you fall asleep on him, he's internally like "Alright, I'll be the best pillow ya ever had then!".

Nishikiyama Akira

It kind of melts his heart. It makes him feel like you trust him and can depend on him and that means a lot to him. He can be a little protective or jealous sometimes, so moments like this make him feel genuinely close to you.

Daigo Dojima

On the rare occassion you're sleepier than he is, he'll just kind of engulf you in his arms and hold onto you until you either wake up or until he also falls asleep. Out of all the boys, it's most common for Daigo to either fall asleep on you or for you to fall asleep on him.

Mine Yoshitaka

Kind of feeds into his top/dom energy, I won't lie. He's secretly like "Oh HELL yea, fall asleep on me. Love that." even though he's not the most cuddly of the boys. He thinks it's cute that you just nodded off like that.

Tatsuo Shinada

Constantly torn between letting you just sleep that way or tucking you in more properly, especially if he's still wide awake. At the same time, he doesn't want to move you because you're basically cuddling now, right?

Ichiban Kasuga

First time it happens, he turns beet red and sits so still that you might mistake him for a statue. Over time, he just gets used to it and kind of pats your head. He might occupy his time by reading a book or watching a video very quietly if he's not sleepy. Kind of chuckles and says "Heh, you really were tired huh?"

Tianyou Zhao

Would let you sleep it off but might tease you when you wake up by saying something like "Ah, look who's awake!" or "Someone was a sleepyhead, eh?". If he's also sleepy, he'll kind of drape one arm over you and pass out.

Joon-Gi Han

Also operates off of cat logic. You are laying there and you will remain there for as long as you are comfortable. Would probably actually tell the others at HQ that he cannot come in because you're still asleep on his chest and therefore he cannot move. Honestly, this is one of his preferred forms of intimacy as he enjoys the quietness. He's a little bit of an awkward conversationalist so this is relaxing for him.

[bultaoreunheyyy]

It’s not a mountain, it’s a butte (1/2) 

Title: It’s not a mountain, it’s a butte (1/2)

Word Count: 5451

Summary: Jungkook loves hiking. He absolutely loves being in nature– even if nature does not love him back. And today, on a very rare occasion, all six of his best friends are joining him for a short hike that he’s been planning for months. It does not go quite as planned.

Sickie: Jungkook (snz, allergies, asthma) 

Caretakers: OT7

A/N: This got a bit long, so I split it into 3 chapters. I'll probably post the other chapters sometime next week. This first one is the main story and fulfills this request, but I couldn't resists adding on the aftermath of Jungkook's allergy/asthma attack and the aftercare and then the after after care of the next day too, lol. Also, this is completely unedited and likely full of typos and grammatical errors per usual.

Jungkook lowkey hates springtime. 

Overall, spring is actually his second favorite season because of the milder temperatures. His first favorite season by far is winter, because hot weather sucks and cold weather is where he belongs to his very core. 

Spring, however, usually means allergies. Lots and lots of allergies. Itchy, sniffly, sneezy allergies. Jungkook’s body unfortunately did not get the memo that other bodies get and so on top of allergies, he also has asthma, which of course is always the worst for him in the springtime. 

On this particular spring Saturday morning, he wakes up with puffy eyes and a stuffy nose. It’s pretty typical for this time of year, and he’s usually not so cheerful upon waking when he has to immediately sneeze before he even fully has his eyes open, but this morning he doesn’t give a shit because it’s hiking day.

Jungkook loves hiking. 

He absolutely loves being in nature– even if nature does not love him back. And today, on a very rare occasion, all six of his best friends are joining him for a short hike that he’s been planning for months. He’s very excited for hiking day.

With a mildly irritated sigh, Jungkook pulls the comforter completely over his head, sneezes six times in a row, and sniffs sharply to chase away the tickle that will be returning as soon as he lets his guard down and then remain in his sinuses for the rest of the day. 

When he resurfaces he finds two faces staring down at him. 

“Morning,” he says with a cheerful smile and a soft sniffle.

“Good morning, and bless you!” Jimin responds. 

“Good morning!” Taehyung says. “We thought we would have to wake you up.”

“Nope!” Jungkook replies. He cups a hand over his mouth and nose and sneezes once more, his whole body shaking. “I’m up. It’s hiking day!” He pauses, hand still over his lower face, anticipating another sneeze that never comes. After a minute he shakes his head and scrubs hard at his nose with a sleepy, irritated groan.

Both Jimin and Taehyung, looking more than half-asleep themselves, lean down at the same time– Jimin on his left and Taehyung on his right– to pat him on the chest sympathetically. 

“Don’t forget to take your allergy pill,” Jimin reminds him. “Did you pack your inhaler last night?” 

Jungkook glances towards his nightstand where his inhaler is. “Yep.”

Taehyung pokes him in the belly. “Well, get up, then. You made us all wake up at the asscrack of dawn so this better be worth it. Let’s go hike your mountain.” 

“It’s a butte,” Jungkook corrects him, but Taehyung is already leaving the room, yawning so widely his jaw cracks. 

“I need coffee,” Jimin says, also yawning, and he trails behind Taehyung. 

Despite his excitement, Jungkook is the last to be ready, and when he gets to the living room everyone else is lounging about.

“Let’s go!” He practically shouts, urging them all out the door. “It’s hiking day!” 

“Does the whole street have to know?” Yoongi grumbles, making a face as Jungkook pushes a set of keys into his palm. Even though he’s making a show of being grumpy, he’s the only one Jungkook trusts besides himself to drive at such an early hour. 

The seven of them take two cars to the trail, arriving before the sun rises. There’s a slight chill to the morning air, but the skies are clear and it’s already the start of a beautiful day weather wise. 

Jungkook gets out of the car and reaches his arms up high above his head, leaning to one side and then the other and moaning loudly at the stretch. He’s wearing tight black spandex shorts and a black hoodie that’s halfway to being a crop top, and Taehyung pokes at his exposed stomach with a smirk.

“We might see some deer if we’re quiet enough,” Jungkook announces, ignoring Taehyung. He pulls a camera from his backpack and hangs the strap around his neck. After he shoulders his backpack, he turns towards the trailhead. “Ahhh,” he says with a noisy exhale that he follows with a long, deep breath in through his nose. “Smell that? That’s the beautiful smell of nature.”

He sneezes immediately afterwards.

“Bless you,” Hoseok and Namjoon say in unison.

“Did you take your allergy pill?” Yoongi asks.

“I take it every morning,” Jungkook responds. “Did you take your brain pill?”

Yoongi flips him off and mimics, “I take it every morning.”

“Only because I have to remind you,” Seokjin mutters under his breath.

Taehyung yawns and plasters himself against Jimin’s back, snaking his arms around his waist and tucking his hands into Jimin’s hoodie pocket. “I can only smell Jimin’s coffee breath.”

Jimin, still half asleep, only pouts.

Jungkook sneezes, again.

“Bless you,” Hoseok and Namjoon say in unison, again.

“Doesn’t seem like you took your allergy pill,” Yoongi grumbles. “At least tell me you brought your inhaler.”  

Ignoring him, Jungkook bends down to check that his black hiking boots are laced up properly. He adjusts his backpack, stretches his calves for all of ten seconds, and straightens his posture. 

“Let’s hike this butte,” he says cheerfully, and then he takes off at a light jog, disappearing down the trail and leaving them all behind. 

When they catch up to him, Jungkook has his camera raised to his face and he’s squatting by the base of a pine tree, looking at the ground. 

“What are you taking a picture of?” Taehyung wonders. “A worm?”

“Caterpillar,” Jungkook murmurs. “See? Right there.” 

Taehyung pats him on the shoulder in a way that indicates that he does not in fact see the caterpillar. “It’s a very nice caterpillar,” he says anyway.  

The hike Jungkook has chosen isn’t too long nor too strenuous of a hike– only 7 kilometers or so of a well established trail– and they get a beautiful view of the sun rising when they start their hike in earnest, climbing up the east side of the butte. 

Although he’d started off at a fast pace, Jungkook isn’t feeling particularly competitive today, and because he has his camera he chooses to take his time watching wildlife and taking pictures of every bird and plant he sees along the way.

Namjoon leads the group instead, long legs carrying him far very quickly. Jimin has the shortest stride but he’s the second most competitive of the group behind Jungkook, and so he falls into pace right next to Namjoon. Taehyung, Yoongi and Hoseok stay in the middle of the pack, their pace a bit more average. 

Seokjin falls back and keeps Jungkook company in the rear. He watches fondly as Jungkook gushes over the beauty in nature and patiently listens when Jungkook explains the different species of birds they see on the trail. 

“Do you think we’ll see any deer?” Jungkook asks Seokjin, scanning the hillside hopefully. 

“Maybe,” Seokjin replies. “Are there usually deer on this mountain?”

“It’s not a mountain,” Jungkook whispers as a curious chipmunk peeks out at them from behind a fern. “It’s a butte.” 

Jungkook and Seokjin continue up the steepest part of the path until it evens out in elevation, stopping every so often so Jungkook can take his pictures, and they’re the last to reach the summit. There’s a small lookout with a view of the surrounding mountains and the other five are all crammed onto the one single bench there, eating snacks.

“Look,” Hoseok says around a mouthful of trail mix. He points at the ground where Jungkook and Seokjin are standing. “There’s a compass on the ground. It shows what mountains are in the distance, too.” 

Jungkook already knows this. He’s been up hiking here before. He’s about to look down at it when Seokjin covers his eyes from behind.

“Guess which way is north?” he says, chuckling in Jungkook’s ear.

“Fuck off,” he says, shrugging Seokjin off, because he’s shit at directions and has absolutely no idea which direction north is. 

Hoseok and Jimin nearly fall off the bench from laughing so hard.

Jungkook flips them off and then walks to the lookout point, cheeks flushed in sudden embarrassment. He lifts his camera to hide his face and marvels at the beautiful early morning view. He can hear Seokjin join the others on the bench– if Yoongi’s complaints of getting squished are anything to go off– and he can’t stay mad for long when he hears their chatter and joyful laughter.

He turns and snaps a picture just as Seokjin is shoving a massive handful of trail mix into his mouth.

“That’s hot,” he smirks, and this time Seokjin is flipping him off. 

They stay up at the summit for about fifteen minutes before Jungkook is itching to get moving again. He takes a long drink from his water bottle and shoves it back into his backpack. Even though it’s still a bit chilly, he peels off his hoodie and ties it around his waist, snaps one more picture of the group sitting on the bench, and then starts the descent knowing they’ll all follow quickly once they realize he’s leaving. 

Jungkook smiles when he remembers there’s a meadow just on the other side, full of beautiful wildflowers that he can’t wait to photograph. Sure enough, he doesn’t have to go very far down the trail before he spots the colorful field ahead of him. 

“Hey,” Seokjin says, catching up to him. “Wait up!”

“Fuck off,” Jungkook mumbles, but there’s no real heat behind it. 

He hears Seokjin’s pace quicken behind him and slows down a little. His eyes are starting to itch and he scrunches up his face, trying not to rub at them. His nose is starting to itch, too. 

Seokjin peers at Jungkook, taking in the irritation he can see on his face. “Oh, come on,” he says. “I was just teasing about the direction thing. Don’t be grumpy with me.”

“I’m not grumpy.” Jungkook gives in and digs his fist into his eye. 

“Okay,” Seokjin says, sounding unconvinced.  

Jungkook rubs at his nose, and then sniffles, and then nearly stumbles a step when his nose prickles sharply, bringing a few tears to his eyes.

And then he sneezes.

It’s not just any sneeze. It’s harsh, quick and forceful and so itchy sounding that Seokjin winces.

“Oh, shit,” he murmurs. “You okay?”

Jungkook doesn’t respond. He’s bent at the waist, sneezing again. The irritation makes him cough afterward, and he feels Seokjin’s hand on his upper arm, like he’s getting ready to steady him if needed. 

When he straightens, his eyes and nose are streaming and his eyes are still itchy as fuck.

“You okay?” Seokjin repeats. He’s biting his lower lip.

Jungkook rubs at his eyes with his fists. “Yep. I’m fine.”

At this point, the others have caught up to them. 

“Was that Jungkook sneezing?” Jimin asks, pulling a small packet of tissues from his pocket of his sweatpants. “Here.” 

Jungkook accepts the tissues, but he doesn’t have time to get one out before he has to sneeze again, another harsh expulsion that has him bending at the waist. 

Jimin rolls his eyes in amusement and takes the unused tissue pack back, opening the plastic and pulling several tissues out before passing them to Jungkook. They all know by the sound that it’s not just a regular sneeze– it’s very clearly the start of an allergy attack. Jungkook thinks about how often they all like to comment on his sneezing, which apparently sounds different depending on what’s making him sneeze. To him, it all just sounds like sneezing. Instead of going off the sound, he goes off the feeling, and the current feeling is an unbearably itchy allergy attack that’s going to have him sneezing his head off for the rest of the hike, probably. 

Fuck springtime. 

While Jungkook blows his nose, Yoongi digs through his backpack and locates Jungkook’s epi pen, extra inhaler, allergy medication and more tissues.

“Holy shit, Yoongi,” Jungkook laughs. He scrubs the wad of tissues in his hand under his nose back and forth several times until the undersides of his nostrils are bright pink. “I actually did my meds this morning.” 

“When are you due for more?”

“I’m fine.” Jungkook says instead of answering. He tucks the used tissues into his pocket. “I can breathe. I’m just a little itchy.” 

Hoseok watches him rubbing his eyes again with a frown. “Yeah, we can see that. Quit rubbing your face.”

Jungkook sneezes again and does not quit rubbing his face. 

Namjoon sighs and pats his shoulder. “Why did you plan your hike by all these flowers?” He asks, gesturing at the meadow. “There are so many. Damn.” 

Jungkook starts to answer, but he’s hit with another sharp prickle in his sinuses. He holds up a finger, sucks in a massive breath, and then sneezes loudly four times in a row.

“Uh, pretty sure you just scared all the deer away,” Seokjin teases, smiling a little before going back to chewing on his bottom lip.

Jimin pulls more tissues out of the pack and hands them to Jungkook. “Bless you!” 

“Jimin, you’re a lifesaver with these tissues,” Jungkook says with a sniffle. His nose is drippy now and he can feel the next sneeze approaching fast. “C’mon, let’s start heading back to the car. There might be deer closer to the trailhead.” 

“Wait! Don’t you want to take a moment and–”

Whatever Yoongi’s saying, Jungkook doesn’t catch the end of it. He’s scanning the meadow for deer and wondering how close he can get to the pretty wildflowers without throwing himself into an asthma attack on top of everything. He might already be heading for an asthma attack, with the way his chest is starting to feel, but they’re already halfway through the short hike and he has his own inhaler in his backpack in addition to the one Yoongi apparently thought to bring along. 

In the end, he decides to take pictures of the flowers as he walks and doesn’t stray from the trail even an inch. Namjoon and Seokjin take the lead once they catch up, but they don’t let themselves get too far ahead, and Jungkook notices them glancing back over their shoulders every time he sneezes. 

Jimin, his sweet angel of a friend, sticks close and keeps handing him tissues. Hoseok blesses him from behind so frequently that eventually, Jungkook stops and turns around.

“Seok,” he says, and wow he sounds like shit. He clears his throat and holds up a tissue. “You don’t have to say bless you every single time.”

Hoseok blushes. “Sorry. It’s just a habit.”

Jungkook rips the tissue in half and shoves one half up his right nostril, then the other half up his left. “There,” he says, sounding even more stuffed-up and ridiculous. “This will hold off the sneezing for a bit.”

Yoongi raises an eyebrow skeptically but doesn’t say anything. 

“That’s…kind of gross, but okay,” Jimin tells him. He stays close by with tissues at the ready anyway.

They all start walking again. The tissue stuffed up his nose does keep the sneezing at bay, but only for about ten minutes. In that time, they descend past the meadow and get back to the treeline, where Jungkook spots a woodpecker and spends a good few minutes photographing it.

“That’s a nice bird,” Taehyung says, reaching up to thread his fingers through the hair at Jungkook’s nape. “You sure you can breathe okay like that?”

Jungkook sniffs hard in response, which turns out to be a mistake since there’s still a half a tissue stuffed up each of his nostrils. The intake of air pulls the tissues further up his nose and sets off an intense tickle that makes him snort and then cough. 

It’s not his smartest moment.

He reaches up and tugs the pieces of tissue out of his nose, and he’s pretty sure Jimin gags next to him at the sight, but he doesn’t really hear him because doing so only makes the tickle so, so much worse. He finds himself suddenly trapped in between sneezing and not sneezing, his lungs forcing him to suck in air and his nose twitching in irritation but not quite completing the job. It’s torturous and it lasts for what feels like hours, but in reality is probably only twelve seconds before he hears the crinkle of plastic next to his ear.

“Try blowing your nose,” Jimin suggests, and Jungkook forces his eyes open so he can see. He takes the tissue that Jimin’s offering and cups it over his nose.

“Jungkook,” he hears Jimin say after a moment. “You gotta try blowing your nose. Or sneeze, or something.” 

He’s vaguely aware that he’s still standing there in sneezy limbo, mouth wide open and nostrils flaring, but he can’t do anything because his sinuses are on fire and his breath keeps catching with nowhere to go and the tickle is spreading to the back of his throat and he’s still not sneezing. 

He feels something swipe beneath his eyes to catch the irritated tears– Jimin’s fingers– and then a hand covers his hand around the tissue and squeezes lightly.

As soon as the air is cut off to his nostrils, Jungkook sighs in relief, the tension draining from his body, and as soon as Jimin lets go of his hand, he sneezes explosively.

“Bless you!” Hoseok chirps.

“Bless you,” Jimin says. He passes another tissue over.

“Fuck, shit,” Jungkook grunts out, coughing a few times.

Taehyung squeezes the back of his neck. 

Hoseok and Yoongi are looking at each other, communicating silently with each other in their own secret language that only they speak, but that Jungkook can understand perfectly– they’re debating whether or not to ask him if he wants to take his inhaler. Jungkook can tell by the way they’re staring into each other's eyes and frowning, and also by the way that Yoongi is cradling Jungkook’s inhaler in his palm.

“So, that sucked,” Jungkook croaks out. He coughs a few more times. “Please never let me put tissues up my nose again.” 

“Gladly,” Jimin responds with a grimace.

“Let’s go,” Jungkook says, rubbing his eyes as he starts walking down the trail again. “I don’t want Joon and Seokjin to see a deer without me.” 

“That would be tragic,” Taehyung agrees, following behind. 

Jungkook’s sinuses and lungs are starting to ache, and his eyes are so itchy he can’t keep himself from rubbing at them every minute or so, but he’s still in good spirits as they take a switchback and finally get the final, glorious view for the last part of their hike. 

Jungkook lifts his camera and snaps about ten pictures. He uses his viewfinder to spot Namjoon and Seokjin below, not too far ahead of them on the trail, and takes a picture of them too. 

Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok and Yoongi stop behind him as he takes pictures and drink from their water bottles. 

“Why does going downhill hurt my knees so much?” Yoongi complains.

“It’s because you’re old,” Taehyung retorts. 

Hoseok and Jimin fall into each other with laughter, and Jungkook shushes them. “Shh, you’ll scare the deer away!” 

It doesn’t matter how loud they’re laughing, though, because in the next moment a tickle flares in Jungkook’s sinuses and he has to sneeze. The sneeze rings out through the air, and it’s followed by a second sneeze, and then a third, the itch spreading again in a way that only his allergies can do. He reaches up and scrubs hard at his nose, but it does nothing to stop the tickle nor the resulting sneezes, one right after the other without much of a chance to breathe in between. 

“Bless you,” Hoseok says after about seven or eight sneezes.

Jungkook shakes his head, swipes the back of his hand over his streaming eyes, and then cups both hands over his mouth and nose and keeps on sneezing. He sneezes so many times in a row that he grows dizzy, head spinning when he tries to open his eyes. He instinctively reaches out and grabs on to the thing nearest to him, which happens to be Jimin’s arm.

“Woah, Kook–? What’s wrong?” 

Jungkook can only dig his fingers into Jimin’s arm as another fit of sneezes takes him over. 

“Sit down for a sec,” Hoseok says in his ear, helping to guide him to the ground as he sniffles and blinks against the spots in his vision. 

Once he’s sitting on the ground, he feels Jimin take his hand, press a handful of tissues against his palm, and then help lift his arm back up to his face. 

“Blow,” he says, waiting until Jungkook gets the tissues to his nose before he reaches over and slides Jungkook’s backpack off his shoulders for him.

Jungkook sneezes into his wad of tissues. And sneezes some more. And then sneezes about ten more times for good measure, and not a single sneeze does anything to relieve the maddening tickle in the back of his nose and throat. He pauses to suck in a greedy breath of air, cough harshly, and then sneezes twice more before he can finally stop. The tissues in his hand are soaked through and are practically useless by the time he tries to blow his nose, but he does it anyway, snorting air out of his nostrils forcefully and shuddering at the awful, raw feeling he always has post sneezing fit.    

“Bless you!” Jimin and Hoseok exclaim at the same time as soon as it’s apparent that Jungkook is done sneezing for the time being. 

Seokjin and Namjoon are squatting down in front of him.

“You’re both going to get permanent wrinkles from frowning so hard,” Jungkook tells them. His voice is nearly gone. 

Seokjin heaves a deep sigh and stands up. He offers a hand out to Jungkook, helping him up off the ground. Jungkook hops up and brushes the dirt off his ass, then turns to Jimin.

“Please tell me there are more tissues.” 

Jimin holds up another unopened pack of tissues. “So many more tissues. Take all you need.” 

Jungkook grabs his backpack from the ground and opens the front pocket so he can shove all the used tissues inside, emptying out his pockets as well. He finishes off the rest of his water, shoulders his backpack, and gratefully takes the pack of tissues from Jimin.

“Need your inhaler before we keep going?” Yoongi asks. He cups a hand under Jungkook’s chin and gently tilts his head back, eyes narrowed as he inspects the puffiness around his eyes and nose.

“Your nose is so red,” Taehyung comments, poking the tip of Jungkook’s nose with a grin. 

Jungkook squirms under their gaze.

“I’m fine,” he says hoarsely.

Taehyung reaches over and pulls the collar of Jungkook’s t-shirt from his neck. 

“I’m not going to get a rash!” He nudges Taehyung’s hand away just in time to get his own hand up to his face, sneezing against the back of his wrist once. “I’m really fine,” he tries to reassure everyone, even as his breath hitches in preparation for yet another sneeze. “Honestly, I’m just really sneezy right now.” 

“You’re sneezier than I’ve ever seen you before,” Seokjin agrees. 

“I hope I didn’t scare all the deer away,” Jungkook pouts. 

Hoseok hooks his arm through Jungkook’s and gives him an optimistic smile. “If you did, we’ll just come back some other time.” 

They start walking again, this time sticking together as a group. Jungkook carries his own tissues this time, though his sneezes have gotten smaller and stuffier and he stops trying to cover them up after a while. Soon, he’ll be too stuffed up to sneeze properly and it will hurt– he can already feel his sinuses throbbing. 

He has to stop walking again not five minutes later, annoyed about having to pause every three steps to sneeze. Despite the increase in frequency of sneezes, he’s getting very little relief from sneezing so much– his whole face just feels too itchy and he knows it’s only going to keep growing worse until he can get back home and shower. After a fit of sneezes that lasts too long for him to count, making him have to stop on the trail for a good several minutes, he turns to Yoongi.

“You happen to have eye drops in that bag?” 

Yoongi does in fact have eye drops, and Jungkook takes the bottle as fast as he can because Yoongi looks like he’s a second away from putting them in Jungkook’s eyes himself. After, he unzips his own backpack and pulls out his inhaler to take a hit.

“Preventative measure,” he croaks out before Yoongi can say anything. 

Suddenly, Taehyung gasps and they all startle. 

“What?” Hoseok squeaks.

Taeyhung is pointing just over Jungkook’s shoulder. “Kook, look at that butterfly!” 

Jungkook turns and looks to where Taehyung is pointing, a grin spreading over his entire face when he sees one of the biggest monarch butterflies he’s even seen before, fluttering so close he could probably reach out and touch it. He lifts his camera, snaps a couple of pictures, and then turns to Taehyung.

“Good spot!” 

Taehyung puffs up his chest, proud of himself. 

Jungkook’s nose twitches. His smile fades, his breath hitching erratically. “Fuck,” he pants out breathlessly before sneezing harshly. When he looks up, six mouths are frowning at him. “Sorry,” he rasps, suddenly feeling upset. “I don’t…” He trails off, unsure of what to say, but Yoongi immediately grabs his hand. 

“No apologizing,” he says firmly. “Let’s get you back to the car, hm? Do you want Namjoon to give you a piggyback ride?”

“Hey!” Namjoon protests halfheartedly. “I didn’t agree to that.” 

“I would take up that offer in a second if there wasn’t the risk of me sneezing in your hair the whole way back,” Jungkook chuckles. 

“I appreciate that,” Namjoon says with a grin. 

As soon as the parking lot is in view, Jungkook launches into another seemingly endless sneezing fit.

He stifles each sneeze into his hand, trying to hold them back as best as he can so they can make it back to the cars. It’s a difficult feat– his sneezes, especially his allergy sneezes, are strong and not at all easy to contain– but it makes it so he can keep walking and sneeze at the same time. One of the downsides, however, is that as soon as he starts stifling, he also starts to wheeze slightly, and it only takes a couple of minutes for everyone else to hear it.

“No, no,” Yoongi scolds when he realizes what Jungkook is doing. “Do not hold them back like that. Shit, Kookie, what are you thinking?” Then, a little softer, he adds knowingly, “Really, just let them out, baby. We’ll help you get back to the car.” 

Jungkook raises an eyebrow at the pet name, but doesn’t say anything. 

He feels Namjoon cup the back of his neck. “We’re almost there, Koo.”

Jungkook slows his pace just a little. Now his friends are breaking out the pet names and the gentle touches, which means they are officially worried about him and they’re going to be openly babying him like they’ve been wanting to this entire time. 

Not that he cares, in this moment, because now that he’s not allowed to hold back his sneezing, he has to fully stop walking every time he sneezes. 

One step. A harsh, ticklish sneeze that sucks the energy out of him and makes his eyes water. And before he’s taking the next step, he’s already building up to the next sneeze, sucking a trembling breath in, in, in– before he explodes. And then it repeats. 

Jungkook feels a soft grip on his upper arm. Jimin is on his right and Hoseok is on his left, and at first they’re just trying to gently guide him along, but he’s sneezing so helplessly that eventually they each hook and arm through his elbows, and start nudging him a little more firmly down the trail. He trusts them to get him back to the car and not let him trip. 

“Here, love,” Jimin says, holding a tissue to his nose for him. 

Another pet name. Jungkook feels his face heat up. His nose is running profusely, though, so he doesn’t really have room to refuse the help. 

“Don’t know why I can’t stop sneezing,” he mumbles congestedly, his breath rushing out in a wheezy exhale before he promptly sneezes again. 

Jimin and Hoseok guide him to a bench near the trailhead to sit down, even though they can literally see their cars from the spot. Jungkook slumps against whoever is sitting next to him– Hoseok, he’s pretty sure, and closes his eyes tiredly. 

“Poor thing,” Taehyung murmurs. “You sound so miserable and itchy.” 

“Should we try to let him ride out the sneezing first?” He hears Seokjin say. “It seems like it’s slowing down, right?”

Namjoon voices his agreement and Jungkook hopes he’s right, because he honestly can’t tell at this point. 

Yoongi keeps a hand on his back, rubbing lightly between his shoulder blades, standing behind the bench. Jimin sits to his right and holds tissues for him, which would embarrass Jungkook on most days, but in this moment he tolerates simply because he’s so fucking itchy and he can hardly see past the irritated tears that won’t quit– not to mention the fact that his nose is a drippy faucet now. 

Hoseok sits to his left and keeps a grounding hand on his thigh, allowing Jungkook to lean on him. The others hover and give him sips of water every so often, petting his hair and squeezing his shoulders, offering encouragement after every sneeze. 

Jungkook does eventually slow down on the sneezing, enough that he can actually tell he’s slowing down, but as the sneezing dies down a growing sense of irritation and embarrassment replace it. 

He also might be the tiniest bit grumpy, because hiking day did not go as he planned at all.

Fuck springtime. 

He huffs out a wheezy breath. “Sorry I ruined the hike,” he rasps, crossing his arms and frowning. 

Yoongi holds his inhaler out. “What did I say about apologizing?” 

Jungkook snatches the tissues that Jimin is holding and pulls several out of the pack, pressing the bundle to his nose. He stifles a tired sneeze, coughs, and then closes his eyes. “Well. I’m still sorry.” 

“Come here, baby,” Hoseok says, wrapping his arm around Jungkook’s shoulder, and Jungkook lets himself be tugged against his chest. 

He feels tears welling up in his eyes and keeps them squeezed shut, not willing to let them fall. He jams the tissues under his nose, stifles two more sneezes, and then pinches his nose shut so no more can escape. 

Jungkook, not at all pouting and definitely not crying, rests his head on Hoseok’s chest and only his stuffy breathing fills the still-early morning air. For a moment, they’re all quiet, listening to Jungkook breathe. As soon as he feels like he has his tears under control, Jungkook squints one eye open, glancing between everyone to get a read on their expressions, and feeling relief when he doesn’t see any disappointment on any of their faces. He blinks a few times to clear any remaining tears, looks towards the parking lot to determine how much farther they have left to go, and then freezes.  

Suddenly, Jungkook snorts, which results in a soft sneeze, and then full-on giggles, because he absolutely cannot believe his eyes.

“What?” Namjoon asks, whipping his head around to look at Jungkook.

“Are you laughing?”

“Kookie, baby, are you okay?” 

They follow his finger when he points away from them and see a deer in the distance, standing so still it looks fake, staring directly at them.

“See? I didn’t scare all the deer away,” he croaks out.

“The fuck, Jungkook?” Seokjin yells. “Don’t joke about deer at a time like this!”

Jungkook stands and coughs hoarsely into his fist. The deer is still unmoving despite Seokjin’s loud voice, but he wants to get a picture of it before it runs away. He raises his camera, snaps a picture, and then lets his camera fall back against his chest just in time to cup both hands over his mouth and nose and sneeze mightily. 

The deer bolts. Jungkook swipes his wrist under his nose and turns to Seokjin. 

“At a time like what?” 

With that, Jungkook turns and strolls back toward the cars, leaving his friends in stunned silence behind him.

Read Chapter 2 HERE

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Hard Lesson 20. I'm just. What the. Speechless.

Spoilers below!

WHAT WHAT WHAT.

Now, I know we never truly get to know who Raphael is talking to because their name remains "???" the entire time, but really we all know it's Michael, right?

And you are TELLING ME that Michael was the one in the Devildom DISGUISED as Raphael the WHOLE TIME?!?!?!

Also can we just appreciate Raphael for a minute, though?

Pfff. Poor guy. I'm getting pretty fond of him.

Anyway, here are the things I realized:

First - this could be the answer to my double Solomons theory. If Michael can disguise himself as anyone to the point where nobody can tell the difference, maybe it's him that's been pretending to be Solomon all this time? I was originally thinking it was past!Solomon, but maybe it's just been Michael in disguise? On the one hand, it makes sense because Michael knows MC is from the future. On the other hand, though, there's one part of this that doesn't quite make sense to me. While Michael is in the Devildom disguised as Raphael, we have the Solomon who is wearing his casual sorcerer outfit (and later the suit). I have always thought this was our Solomon, the one who came back in time to help us. Which would mean that if Michael has been masquerading as Solomon, he's been doing it in Solomon's human world outfit - the trench coat one. And if that's the case, then it would mean that he was the one who made a pact with Asmo. And that doesn't seem possible. Soooo I don't know. It's an interesting thought, but I'm not sure it actually works.

That being said, it could be an indication of the fact that this is a possibility, though! Like maybe Michael isn't the only one who can disguise himself as other characters. Maybe... if Michael is not Nightbringer... maybe Nightbringer can do that too and he's the one who's been pretending to be Solomon?

Second - speaking of Nightbringer... I had officially crossed Michael off the Might Be Nightbringer list but now I think he's back on it. Because if he can disguise himself like that... I mean, really all bets are off! I don't know if he can only disguise himself as other angels? But if he can disguise himself as anybody then that means he could be interfering in all kinds of different ways. I don't think that's been happening (aside from the Solomon possibility of course), but it does make me question things.

Third - my entire perception of Michael as a character has changed. Back in this post, an anon asked me what I thought his personality might be and obviously I was way off. Because if that truly is Michael behind those ???s, he sounds like way more of a troublemaker than a strict older brother type. He straight up left Raphael in charge of the Celestial Realm so that he could assume his identity and travel to the Devildom to give the brothers that he supposedly still loves and misses an ultimatum that would require them to leave behind one of their own or bring war to their new home. Like. Dude. What the fuck.

So, anon, if you're reading this, I think I was completely wrong lol. I think maybe Michael is more like... a guy who clearly has a lot of power, but never really takes anything too seriously. The way Raphael talked about him saying he runs away and that he's probably just going to fall asleep at the poetry reading... like, clearly he doesn't take anything too seriously at all. And yet he's willing to do some really crazy stuff just to see his old brothers again. We still have very little information, so it's hard to say.

In conclusion, when does the next season start?? Anybody know? I have no idea how much time they used to have in between seasons and I KNOW this one just ended but I need ANSWERS.

I think it might be a while, which is fine I'll just write some fanfics in the meantime, thanks.

[fryofthefrench]

answer some or all I wanna know more about you 👁️👁️

Do you have freckles? 

 Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it? 

What was the last song you listened to? 

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? 

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with? 

What’s your favorite band/artist? 

When is your birthday? 

How tall are you? 

What color are your eyes? 

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now? 

Fears? 

What’s your favorite color? 

What’s your favorite season? 

Want any tattoos? What of? 

Want any piercings? Where? 

Who is the last person you texted? 

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends? 

What/who do you miss? 

How was your day today? 

How much sleep did you get last night? 

Do you believe in aliens? 

When was the last time you cried? Why? 

What’s your favorite decade? 

What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

How are you, really? 

Does it take you a long time to make decisions? 

What are you looking forward to in the near future? 

What are you looking forward to in the distant future? 

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? 

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? 

What’s your favorite flower? 

Do you currently have a squish? 

Do you like your middle name? 

Do you prefer dogs or cats? 

Do you have any phobias? 

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? 

What’s your favorite cartoon? 

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many? 

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? 

Is there anyone you would die for? 

What do you need when you’re sad? 

Have you memorized your phone number? 

Who’s someone you can trust with your life? 

What does your last text say? 

Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

GOD DAMN THAT'S A LOT OF QUESTIONS??? gonna answer probably all of them though. I only ask that you also answer some of them too please 😭

Do you have freckles?

No! I do have just a few birthmarks tho, most notable one is on my hand

Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it?

I drink both! I really like hot tea, almost any blend (although I'm not a fan of particularly Earl Grey tea, it tastes gross) and sometimes sweet tea. As for coffee I like it pretty sweet, a med to light roast with some sugar and creamer! My mom only makes dark roast though :((

What was the last song you listened to?

Risk, Risk, Risk! By Jhariah

Do you sleep on your back, stomach, it side?

Stomach and side! Sometimes on the couch I make an exception for my back, but otherwise I physically cannot fall asleep laying on my back

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

Absolutely!! And if I can't get one to sleep with I'll usually bunch up a bit of my blanket and pretend it's one.

Do you prefer drawing or writing?

Usually I prefer writing, I'm a very word oriented person if that makes sense? Which is why even when watching TV shows in English I still use the captions because it makes things more comprehensive in my mind. But sometimes I like to draw! Especially if it's something that I don't know how to put into words that make sense, y'know?

What's your ideal number of blankets to sleep with?

Depends on how big each blanket is but usually 2!! Although I absolutely CANNOT tolerate a comforter/the big blanket that most people use over their sheets. I use throw blankets almost always.

What's your favorite band/artist?

I'd say right now it's Jack Starbur! Although earlier this year it was Destroy Boys, and I almost convinced my brother to take me to the concert with them, Mother Mother, and Cavetown because I love all of them but alas we had no money 😭

When is your birthday?

March 5th! I just turned 17 last month as well lol (EDIE GOT ME A RUGGIE KEY CHAIN FOR MY BIRTHDAY I NEED TO MAKE A POST ABOUT THAT I LOVE IT SO MUCH)

How tall are you?

5'5 ½ ft or 166cm!

What color are your eyes?

Shit brown 😁

Who are 5 (or more) people you want to hug right now?

Uhhhh Edie, 2 of my teachers, Toby, Edd, and Jackie (I haven't talked to Edd or Jackie in a very long time but they're still on the list). Ooo and Kage and Vio!!

Fears?

ROACHES.

What's your favorite color?

Probably purple or something

What's your favorite season?

Fall!! It's a really beautiful time of year and it's the only time that the weather is actually tolerable in the whole year, and also marching band!

Want any tattoos? What of?

Oooo, I really want a few tattoos, mostly silly little ones of a few things, but I really want a big tattoo on my forearm of an anatomically correct heart!! Maybe on my shoulder instead but I can't decide!

Want any piercings? Where?

YES. I've been wanting a tongue piercing called Frog Eyes for years!!!! It's 2 vertical piercings on each side of your tongue!! I might also want a nose piercing or something but mostly frog eyes!!!

Who is the last person you texted?

Constance!

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends.

I think the most obvious answer is Edie (who I've been friends with for a little over a year now) but it's actually my bed. his name is Bertha and we've been friends for 6ish years!

Who/what do you miss?

I miss my old home! I used to live in California a long time ago and I just really miss the air around their, the general sense of existence there as well. Our apartment was in Joshua Tree so there wasn't a lot of people around very often! It was nice out there.

How was your day today?

Pretty good I think! I got Dr. Pepper spilled on my pants at lunch but that was actually pretty funny! I also went and spent time at my friend's house! I always love going there even if I'm scared to ask to go 😭 but it's genuinely one of my favorite places to exist in besides my bed.

How much sleep did you get last night?

I took my melatonin and fell asleep around 11, so about 6 hours if you subtract the time I was awake at 3 with an ATROCIOUS cramp in my calf 😔. Shit hurt man, had me crying and everything 😭 it still kinda hurt today but it wasn't anything I couldn't ignore lmao (yes this was answered with the purpose of going on a rant about the cramp last night even though ive had them before more times than i can count)

Do you believe in aliens?

Dawg the universe is way to big for aliens NOT to exist. So yeah I guess lol

When was the last time you cried? Why?

This morning when I woke up at 3am with that fucking cramp. If you don't count that then I think probably a week or 2 ago because I thought my friend was mad at me

What's your favorite decade?

Probably the 2000's ngl, that or 170 BC

What are some seemingly childish things that you like?

WARRIOR CATS. and people I love coming to support me at things!! It's not really a childish thing but for me it's something I wanted so badly as a kid and eventually grew out of the need for people I care about to come to things like performances that are important to me (but I still wanted it to happen). But one of my friends has been coming sometimes when I ask them too and it's the best!!!

What's your favorite book? Or just one you've read a few times?

CLAWS BY MIKE GRINTI. I LOVE THAT BOOK SO MUCH. I had a copy a few years ago that I read about 7 times but I lost it on a school trip somewhere a few years back.

How are you, really?

At this very moment I am chillin 😎 I just got home recently and my stepdad bribed me to run errands for him with a pretzel. I got 2 of my books back from someone who's had them for a year and I was reading it earlier, it's a good book and I was gonna go back to reading it later tonight as well. It's Not Even Bones by Rebecca Schaeffer. My mom hasn't woken up for work yet and my stepdad is on his computer, my brother's at work, so it's pretty quiet in the house and nice and calm.

Does it take you a long time to make decisions?

Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. It really just depends! But lately it's been a lot easier for me to just make a decision on a whim and go with it so decisions come a bit faster for me now

What are you looking forward to in the near future?

The eclipse! Don't tell my friend or my mom yet but I'm planning on asking if I can stay the night with my friend on Sunday and we can watch the eclipse together on Monday.

I'm also looking forward to getting a job, I've applied to a bunch of places and no one has really gotten back to me but I'm still trying!!

What are you looking forward to in the distant future?

Hmmm, I'd say college. But not starting college in general. I plan to get my bachelor's in psychology here nearby the town I live in but after that I plan on going to New York!! There's a college up there that I really wanna go to and I'm super excited to go there! Although I probably won't apply for another 10ish years, college is expensive and I need to save up

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go?

Either to one of my friend's house or wherever in my dream last night that I got the hoodie I had in said dream

Do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Open! I was never allowed to close it when I was younger and the habit stuck with me. That and I'm still not really allowed to close it very much ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

What's your favorite flower?

Lilly of the Valley and wild Geranium :D

Do you currently have a squish?

Yeah! It's a little owl and it's small enough to fit in the palm of your hand, I got it last year or so from someone

Do you like your middle name?

Yeah! It's Lyn, so pretty gender neutral!

Do you prefer dogs or cats?

Cats!

Do you have any phobias?

ROACHES. just roaches tho, any other bug is fine

Do you stay up late?

Sometimes! I'm not allowed to have my phone at night anymore on school nights so it's really boring but sometimes I do stuff to keep me entertained like read or go for a walk. I try to go to sleep tho (which is why I take melatonin) because it makes waking up in the mornings just a little easier

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy?

I've only been to the beach once when I was a little kid but it was still pretty mediocre. Maybe it'd be more fun now but I'm still not really gonna go out of my way to go to one, especially not by myself. If I do ever go to one again it'd be to have fun with whoever I'm with!

What's your favorite cartoon?

Too many good ones to choose from ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽

Do you have siblings? How many?

I have 1 brother 😁 he's 19

Although sometimes if I think for long enough I could probably say that Toby is my brother as well and get away with it. Someone actually thought he was my cousin or something one time

Who was the last person you said "I love you" too?

My friend 😭 the same friend I keep talking about lmao. Although idk if I actually said it or not but like body language??? Y'know? Not words but with actions and stuff. I count that as saying it tho sooo :D

Is there anyone you would die for?

MY CAT. and Cinnamon. And yes like half my friends but mainly the cats.

What do you need when you're sad?

Emotional support hot cocoa™. And a stuffed animal. And my hoodie. But mainly a nap or something. Sob my eyes out and then depersonalize and no longer be sad about it and just go to sleep lol

Do you have your phone number memorized?

Yes but I don't trust myself that I have it memorized so I always check it to make sure

Who's someone you can trust with your life?

Toby and Edie probably. maybe Constance.

What does your last text say?

"I like bananas because they have no bones" that song is almost always playing in my head somewhere i SWEAR

Wild card

What's your favorite philosophical idea??????

HUZZAH. I ANSWERED ALL OF THEM. IT TOOK HOURS BUT IT HAPPENED ‼️‼️

hopefully this isn't far too much to read 😭

I exposed myself quite a bit for this too without thinking but I'm too lazy to go back and read it and change it so I apologize if shit gets weird or something up there.

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For the Headcanon ask board, can you do number 3 and 5?

Thanks for the ask and sorry for answering so late!! Uhhhh.... Uhhhh... You gave me tricky ones!

3. Romantic headcanon for fave ship.

Okay so my fave romantic ship is actually SoMa. You probably were hoping for another pair from me though heheh so I'll do two for this one.

I'm realizing that I'm not good at thinking of romantic headcanons for SoMa, because I see them as kids and not getting too romantic till post-canon... So I guess these are more just...intimacies? I like the idea that Soul helps Maka on and off with her boots. Look at those things... They are HEAVY. And I honestly can't tell without going back to look at screenshots but it looks as if the metal? Is an external thing, kind of like the spikes you put on snow boots to walk through ice? It looks like the metal may be its own thing altogether that she wears just for combat's sake. Which...well man, her legs must be strong. But yeah... I feel like Soul helps her on/off with her boots. Which is quite a personal thing. And then Maka, I feel like she does Soul's laundry and specifically hand-washes his head bands for him. Rich boy don't know how to do laundry when he first comes to the academy, fight me... And rather than make fun of him, Maka just...helps. And with the head bands specifically she takes that extra care because they're important to him, to the look he's after. And she never says a word about it, and he probably only shyly and guiltily tells her thanks every other week or so. They don't talk about it. It's just something she does. And then...I like to think he lets her hear him play. Like if he's sitting in his room, writing a new song on his guitar... She creeps up to the door to listen, peering in the crack... He left it open to let her know she's welcome. And she just sits there silently listening to him compose, knowing that in itself is a gift. And he lets his soul be seen in that way, cuz that's so deeply personal.

As for Spirit and Stein, which is who I assume you were really asking about... Shockingly I prefer them platonically, but on the romantic side... And this is all post-canon thoughts for me, for these two, btw.

I think they're actually absurdly gentle with each other, when it comes to physical things. Too much past baggage for both of them individually and together, so they are extremely cautious together and make no assumptions. And if ever things heat up they take a step back and make sure they're both okay. They take things at their pace, neither rushing ahead of the other. Also, Spirit is the one in charge lol. Also I think they spend a lot of quiet time together. Spirit reading some deep book about the history of witch-kind, Stein next to him on the couch studying weapon soul anatomy on his laptop. Till one of them falls asleep against the other, and then oh well trapped forever now guess it's nap time. Just...quiet intimacies like that. They've been together so long that words aren't that necessary; just being together is enough. They already know what the other is thinking. Apparently I'm not creative with romance lol.

5. A crossover related headcanon.

Ho-boy. I don't care for crossovers, lol. But here we go...

Guess I'll pick Kim Possible because it's the thing I have spent the most time in for the last four or five years. (My gosh who let me do that oh it was me oops.)

Mental image of Stein looking at Dr. Drakken, the two sizing each other up, noting each other's similar scars... (my gosh I have a type and that type is mad scientist apparently) and Stein privately thinking to himself... Why is this guy blue? Why's his girlfriend green and have these crazy powers that def aren't soul wavelength? Gotta "befriend" these people and then dissect them.

Meanwhile Dr. Drakken is looking at the screw in Stein's head like, boy you got a screw loose for sure if that's in fact real and how are you still alive? Are you a zombie? Feeling a little scared of him.

Until. Spirit just de-transforms out of Stein's hands and Drakken is like....human weapon??? Okay time to "befriend" these people and figure out how to get my own human weapons.

Basically, mad scientists figuring out how to manipulate the other toward their personal goals.

I'm not creative lol I'm sorry. Crossovers are just not where my thoughts go. Hope it was entertaining enough anyway.

Thanks for the ask!

[hyunjining]

Hi, sorry this is so late, being in the UK you may have posted whilst I was asleep 😊

My experience in the fandom has ebbed and flowed since 2015, I was really taken aback by Zayn leaving/BG/the hiatus being announced but thought I could stick it out because seriously they weren't going to make BG an actual physical thing but alas I was wrong. I dipped in and out in January '16 but, even though I didn't believe in the pregnancy, as a midwife, so much disinformation was being flooded through the fandom about pregnancy and post natel women I couldn't recognise the fandom any more. Added in with the "pram pap pics" seemingly popping up on the regular I stepped right out because it was no longer about the music or the fun nature of 1D, it was more about these daft narratives of their "private" lives which seemed to be anything but.

I float around Tumblr , regularly seeing things like Jay's passing, tour things and films but I really don't feel any emotional connection to anyone other than Niall, who's Teflon image hasn't ever been shattered.

I struggle to enjoy the "persona" of both Harry and Louis, neither feel realistic to me and whilst I know they aren't teenage boys like at the start of 1D, both of their images seem to have swung completely away from what I loved about them.

On the subject of H/L being together, like you, I've seen too much to make me not believe but it's been clouded over the hiatus by a lot of rubbish, mostly pushed by the fandom/new fans/unnecessary stunts. In my heart I think they are together and I shall celebrate if it's ever revealed to be the case but I just don't have the energy to be there and do that in this season of my life.

And as an end note, like you, it felt like a huge chunk of my life had ended when I stepped back but the memories still pop up on my phone and I can still blast Kiss You through the streets of the UK, so time does heal. Will I step back in if 1D reform, who knows? Whatever you choose to do re:1d I wish you the best and most fab '24 and I'll be sticking around to see what you bring to Tumblr when you feel the need 🩷

i mean i should definitely be asleep by now but y’all’s messages have been so good and i’m locked in lol.

you are sooo lucky you didn’t experience the full extent of 2016, that year changed something in me for sure. i don’t have the ability to casually check in on things when i’m a fan, i have to know everything that’s happening at all times and it’s kind of a problem lol so it says a lot to me that i’ve been fine just not coming online at all lately.

i agree that both of their public personas at this point are not ideal to say the least. sometimes i can’t help but think about how things could have been different for them but then i get way too sad. regardless of how i feel about them now, i’ll probably also be awaiting the tell-all in like 30 years because i’m nosy.

i hope you have a lovely year too, you’re too sweet for wanting to stick around and i appreciate it immensely 💓💓💓

[skitskatdacat63]

Finally got myself to start 2009 :D

Warning: long-winded ramble about gifing under the cut

Preface: this is one of those rambles that I have to myself in my head when I'm trying to fall asleep and I just keep repeating it to myself over and over and going over it like it's a monologue and then fall asleep unexpectedly

God I can already tell that gifing anything 2009 and beyond is gonna be an absolute nightmare for me 😭 I mean *positive* nightmare, but nightmare none the less. Basically this is because the more recent the race is, the better the production and camerawork is. Which is good for watching but bad when you're trying to condense all of the post-race into one gifset. Speaking of that, does anyone know exactly when the production improved btwn 2005 and 2009? I watched one 2008 race, I really can't remember how good the production/camerawork was. Also I hope you guys get what I mean by that LOL and it's not just me being overly specific

If you've seen any of my 2023 posts so far, you'll notice I'm able to make a pretty fulfilling set focusing on just one driver, and that driver isn't even the winner of the race. Trying to make a gifset of anyone but the winner in 2005 would be borderline impossible because the camera mainly only focuses on the winner, only really showing the p2 and p3 drivers when they accept their trophies. I mean from a viewers perspective, I obviously enjoy the enhanced production because it's really nice to see more of the drivers other than the winner. But how am I supposed to condense it into only 10 gifs AAAAHHHHHH!!! And like to worsen this, even if 2005 had the same production quality as 2023, I think it'd still be easier for me because there's fewer drivers I really like from that era.

But 2009-2013 is the era in which all of my favs are there and in the forefront, so it's impossible for me to take a 2023 approach to it in which I focus on one driver. Like bruh how am I meant to condense it when it's a Seb, Jenson & Mark podium, my folder for the race is gonna have like...30+ gifs. I have enough issues condensing 2023, one driver focused, to ten, and I had issues with 2005 sometimes, so AHHHHHHHH. It's like that meme of the woman getting fed too many cakes. I gifed a tiny bit of China 2009 if you remember, and even though I was only focusing on a relatively tiny section...I swear to god I made like 10 or some other inane amount.

Speaking of 2023 I gotta say, I'm so fucked when inevitably Fernando doesn't end up being on the podium. How am I supposed to make a gifpost when my number one boy isn't there :(( I'm not sure who else I'd end up focusing on? There's not as many drivers I absolutely love in 2023 compared to, for example, the V8 era. It's not like atp I'm predicting Oscar to get a podium so :,) I guess I'll probably end up just making a more general kind of post, focusing on everyone instead of just one driver?

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B, J 😳 (lol) also E, F, K :)

AHH Hello!!! Thank you for the ask (and just saw your other one specifying beejhawk LOL don't worry I got a one track brain and that would've been the characters regardless RIP) anyway these are all so long I'm so sorry LMAO NSFW below the cut:

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I answered this one in depth here, but I'll also add runner-ups for each other: BJ's second-place favorite part of Hawkeye is waist, I think, because he's very grabbable. Soft, little bit of a curve, immediately compelling re: a hand should Go There. Hawkeye's second place fav on BJ, I'm going to go with jawline or arms. Masc, handsome, and uniquely recognizably distinctly BJ.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

BJ: Probably very embarrassed about it, conceptually, at least at the start. Really paranoid about being overheard or caught in a Swamp setting. Because I HC him as having some shame/guilt about sex and so probably for a long time had better alone time than partnered, I think that fantasizing ends up being a really important part of sex for him, even once he does get comfortable with a partner. It's definitely a slightly heady thing for him, and he does a lot of thinking himself into arousal. He's into talk and verbal fantasies, I think, which Hawkeye is good at and canonically enjoys doing for him (?!), and once he got over some initial nervousness I think he'd really be into 'starting' while Hawkeye was away and getting 'caught.' Like, Hawkeye out for a grocery run or something, BJ lays himself out on the bed and takes his time touching himself, maybe getting right up to the edge and then backing off, waiting for Hawk to get home and catch him at it, at which point he'd either take over, as it were, or sit on the edge of the bed and spin the most intense verbal fantasy ever while BJ gets off to the sound of his voice.

Hawk: I think in early show-timeline, he was probably the worst tentmate in the world. He's naturally high-strung, relatively high-libido (when he's in right spirits, I think he has lows that would temporarily lower the heat of his flame), and whenever he's stressed or keyed up and he can't find somebody to play with, well, he's going to be taking matters into his own hands. I think he sucks at being quiet but thinks he's doing a good job, so, we're talking about constant little whines and gasps across the tent while everybody sleeps or stares very hard at the wall and tries to seem asleep, because everybody recognizes there really isn't any meaningful privacy in the camp, and in the morning he really assumes he's been subtle. I'd love to see some sort of post-canon take on this where BJ wakes up to Hawkeye trying to get off quietly beside him in bed and takes over, like, 'why didn't you just wake me up?' Or talks him through it, whatever.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I'm realizing in the course of posting this how much I HC BJ as a little shy. I really think Peg was probably his first outside of some, like, awkward high school fumbling. For me this is because I HC him as a repressed gay man who really struggles to figure out his relationship with desire through a lot of instilled guilt and shame about sex in general, but for a bi HC (since we're talking Beejhawk specifically) I think he'd still be relatively shy and inexperienced because, like, guilt/shame. He's confident with a partner he's known for a while, though, and since we're talking Beejhawk I'm gonna say once they settle in with each other and knows what makes Hawkeye tick, he gets a whole lot less shy real fast. He likes to do a good job, I'm saying.

Hawkeye I clearly HC as far more experienced, and I also HC him as genuinely great in bed. He just has fun and is thorough and knows how to listen and take direction and get inventive when it's needed. He's also very good at I think intuiting what BJ might need or want early on in the relationship, so he really knows what he's doing there, too.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Okay, so, sappy but I think they might genuinely go for anything that lets them kiss and talk. Just face-to-face kissing, chatting, really lovey-dovey eye contact and grinning. Disgustingly in love stuff.

Alternately, I think they'd both be big into oral sex. Hawkeye because he loves the act, has a ridiculous oral fixation that gets so satisfied, and specifically loves to take BJ apart. He likes to kneel over him, keep control, really leverage his strength and weight and position, stay active about it. Meanwhile BJ is a huge fan of lying down with Hawkeye's legs over his shoulders and just losing himself in it, taking his time, letting his hands wander while his mouth is busy. Very slow and sensual and thorough, just as much for him as it is for Hawkeye.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Yeah awesome awesome I'm going to go with BJ's whole provider/caretaker complex first. I think that's really prominent with him, and I think it lends itself to a lot of different kinks slantwise. Some of my favorites to write/read are anything where that relates to physical caretaking, i.e. making sure Hawk is surrounded in soft things, warm, well-fed, relaxed, thoroughly fucked and maybe a little spoiled, etc. It's a good way for him to work out some of that protective and kind of possessive energy in a harmless nice way. Less obviously, I think he might have a thing for getting tied up and lightly embarrassed or teased. I think he has so much of an instinctive need to be in control that it would be incandescently taboo and hot for him to have all that stripped away. Especially if he was at Hawkeye's mercy.

And Hawk, I think he might be into competence. Like, anything where BJ shows himself to be effortlessly and unaffectedly incredible at something, that would be an instant turn on. And/or getting manhandled. I think he wants to feel a little delicate sometimes, and BJ throwing him around on occasion would do that. He's a big boy. It's not every day a 6'2" fella gets to feel small.

[mimi-cwies]

I've been wanting to go in-depth about Niigokasa's relationships with the rest of the Niigo for a while, so I'm finally doing it, no more procrastination for this lmao

While I rated their relationships from 1-10, no one reaches 10 nor does anyone reach close to 5 or below since naturally, Niigokasa is close to each of the members somewhat. I mainly used this because there are a few more characters with relationships to Niigokasa I wanna touch on in the future which uhh might be in a long time since some of them happen/improve after the Niigokasa events I thought of (yes I did think of two full Niigokasa event stories but I still haven't started writing them yet despite having all the groundwork laid out lmao Go me- Maybe I'll make another post talking about them if people are that curious lol)

Anyways, besides that, also tried making semi-Kizuna ranks for this so that's nice, behold my terrible editing skills and there might be quite a lot of stuff that might contradict canon but ugh whatever lol (these are also kinda long so better viewed on a computer probably lol)

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Tsukasa and Mizuki

Before their first proper meeting in the Empty Sekai, they semi-knew each other from school albeit without Mizuki knowing Tsukasa was Kōu (Tsukasa's online name - Translation: Rainfall) due to his personality at school being extremely different and his tone of voice on Nightcord is much quieter and softer like he'll fall asleep at any moment.

On the other hand, Tsukasa did know that Amia was Mizuki due to recognizing their voice and the accessories Mizuki sometimes wore to school that he made for them himself as Kōu. (He sent them in letters to a post office near Mizuki's house.) Upon their meeting in the Empty Sekai, Mizuki was surprised knowing their senpai at school was Kōu while Tsukasa had to explain why he wasn't surprised about Amia being Mizuki. Despite describing this exhausting aura they feel from Tsukasa, especially with his eye bags and dead-like tired eyes, Mizuki does say that the smile he has feels the same as the ones at school, warm and genuine usually.

After the events of the main story, Mizuki starts going to school more frequently to meet Tsukasa, saying that besides having to go for attendance, they mainly go to hang out with him which warms Tsukasa's heart. Though the first few meetings are a little uneasy since Mizuki knows of Tsukasa's "true" personality, they quickly get along with him and actually start seeing the cracks with Tsukasa at school that must have been there all along. Mizuki starts seeing the work overload Tsukasa burdens himself with especially for the Theatre Club and when learning that Tsukasa is friends with Rui due to them both being in the Theatre club and asking if Rui knows, he says no with a feeling of detachment Mizuki picks up on easily and feels as well themselves personally. They worry for him a lot due to his overworking despite Tsukasa saying he'll be fine.

In their free time (or more like Mizuki pulling Tsukasa away from his work so he doesn't overwork himself to death), both at school and in the Empty Sekai, they like to create accessories for each other in person and pick up sewing tips from one another. Mizuki even decorated and braided some of Tsukasa's hair one time while adding cat ears to both of their heads so they can match. Tsukasa enjoyed it a lot though Ena who was there at the time thought it was overkill. Mizuki drags Ena to school during the day sometimes so they can watch Tsukasa's performances which Tsukasa is very grateful for.

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Tsukasa and Kanade

They first met online a few months before the events of the main story. When Kanade was losing inspiration for her next song, Mafuyu tried recommending looking at other people's works for inspiration this time around, so while looking at piano covers for melody inspiration, she ran into Tsukasa's piano channel via one of his covers being one of Niigo's songs. Kanade described his covers as bittersweet for some songs and downright depressing for others, sometimes feeling like his covers were cries for help. He even had some original piano songs that enhanced those feelings more along with showing Kanade that he knew how to make ear-catching yet heart-string-pulling melodies.

After being able to get ahold of Tsukasa via Nightcord, they started working together in little sessions that eventually concluded with Kanade getting Tsukasa to join Niigo. Though Tsukasa himself feels like he's not much help with the music writing process, Kanade reassures him that the melodies that he writes and entrusts to Kanade do wonders for their songs.

When first meeting in the Empty Sekai, like Mizuki, Kanade points out Tsukasa's exhausted expression and immediately shows worry for him. Tsukasa brushes it off saying that he's looked like this for years, though he personally can't tell if it's gotten worse lately. She assumes that he overworks himself just like her but due to doing so herself, Kanade felt like she didn't have much say in that regard. Even so, both of them constantly tell each other to sleep more and they only listen to each other about half the time.

After being able to create a piano melody that Mafuyu described as warm, Tsukasa entrusted the melody to Kanade and silently showed he wants to make a song that saves Mafuyu as well.

They mainly meet each other in the Empty Sekai where Kanade sometimes finds Tsukasa sleeping. She at first thought he was trying to disappear like Mafuyu (and later on Ena) but Tsukasa actually states that sometimes it's too painful for him to rest in his own house, so he comes to the Sekai to rest instead. While not fully understanding it at first and becoming worried for him again, she's glad that the Sekai can be sort of a safe haven for him and that he is at least getting some rest outside of their meetings. When meeting in person, Kanade occasionally uses Tsukasa for shade on bright days due to their height difference and is happy he doesn't mind.

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Tsukasa and Ena

Before first meeting in the Empty Sekai (and continuing afterward), Tsukasa always compliments Ena's artworks and describes the feelings he gets from them, even if they're different from what Ena had initially intended. Though he apologizes for the misconceptions, Ena says it's alright knowing that art can take many forms in the eyes of a viewer and actually takes this as a visual storytelling critique that she uses to change the drawings to better suit what she had in mind originally.

After meeting in the Empty Sekai, she realizes that Tsukasa looks like someone she saw during the times she would occasionally go to school during the day and properly met him for the first time in person when Mizuki took her to one of his school performances. Ena feels off-put by his louder and hyperactive personality at school, especially since outside of the times they meet at school, he's always his more calm and tired self. She does learn that Tsukasa actually wears some heavy foundation to cover up his otherwise noticeable eye bags and wonders if she should get some of the products he uses herself with all the comments Mizuki keeps making about the eye bags that are supposedly appearing on her face.

They also semi-relate to having troubled sibling relationships though Ena only states that they banter a lot mostly similar to how Ena banters back at Mizuki whenever they try to tease her. Upon receiving the question about how Tsukasa's relationship is with his sibling, he stays silent before saying he doesn't want to talk about it in a pained voice that Ena picks up on. She understands him not wanting to talk about it, which Tsukasa is grateful for.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Tsukasa and Mafuyu

After meeting the "true" Mafuyu in the Empty Sekai, Tsukasa could already feel an emotional connection to Mafuyu, especially after the mentions of wanting to disappear. Though he doesn't mention it, he agrees with Mafuyu's statement and stays silent once Miku sends him and the rest of the members besides Mafuyu herself. Deep inside, he doesn't want Mafuyu to disappear though. This makes him remember the guilt and pain he has gone through for years regarding his feelings of wanting to disappear.

Whenever they meet each other in the Empty Sekai, they usually don't have much to talk about besides music. When asking if anyone knows of the Tsukasa Niigo knows of, Tsukasa does state there is one person who does know this side of him and actively supports him through it. Sometimes Tsukasa feels for the troubled relationship Mafuyu has with mainly her mother, knowing how it feels to try and live up to their expectations to make his own parents happy despite their constant absence.

When Mafuyu got to meet the Tsukasa who acted hyperactively, she felt a connection that Tsukasa first felt when he got to start learning about the real Mafuyu. They both relate to each other by acting for other people and wanting to please others, but unlike Mafuyu, Tsukasa does have passions that he chases after and things he likes to do despite how worn down he is. While respectful of him, this makes Mafuyu feel slightly envious of Tsukasa being able to have a true self outside of his acting compared to her and wonders if she'll ever find her own true self. Whenever Mafuyu goes even through the slightest change, Tsukasa notices it immediately and feels happy for her even if he doesn't state so verbally most of the time.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Andddd I'm done! (for now lmao) I feel like there's so much more stuff I could have written for all the characters, especially taking into consideration one of the Niigokasa events I thought of, but I attempted to keep it out of this post at least lol Sorry if there are lots of spelling/grammar mistakes or some parts are just me going on a ramble, especially for the Mafuyu section. I found myself just trying to put down whatever I thought of at this point knowing how long I spent trying to write each section. I also wanted to allude to Niigokasa's character even more since I honestly haven't done so at all even with my art or the introduction I posted for him a long time ago, so hopefully, this hypes up any future content I decide to make of him lmao

Once again, tysm to everyone who read through all this!

[halo-lll-odst]

hi maybe youve talked about these things before but eyah i have questions for you

in general

which oc was the hardest to design/make/figure out?

which oc would win in a fight?

put the oc you've most recently thought of/most recently worked on into game you've played most recently. are they okay?

for spring specifically:

how would she describe home?

how does she sleep? both the process of her falling asleep, her routines, does she dream, as well as whether her unique design/biology affect her rest in any way

does she listen to music? do you think any songs represent her especially well?

HAI. SORRY MOST OF THESE IF NOT ALL ARE GONNA BE ABOUT SPRING BECAUSE SHE TAKES UP MOST OF MY BRAIN SPACE AS OF LATE also apologies for answering this late!!!!! i fell asleep very quickly after making the send me asks posts, i apologize! - definitely spring. mech isn't really something i've tried my hand at before making her honestly, but the challenge has been INCREDIBLY fun. i think moreso designwise she's a bit of a hurdle because i have to think of all the parts of her and how they move and how they'd fit and what she can scrap together - this isn't a character i've really mentioned on here, but probably my character siall, simply because he essentially has the power of a demigod. - spring is goin' into halo ce.... she's probably not going to survive. sorry - spring has a lot of places that are home to her, so i'll go through them all her original home, at least when she thinks of it now, feels distant and cloudy. she's incredibly nostalgic about it and tends to feel a lot of complicated emotions when she thinks about it her semi, while odd at first, quickly became home, HER home, to her. she started decorating the back and filling it with little trinkets and things she likes. she likes to gently braid the wires in her spare time i don't have the best idea of these last few since i'm still deciding what she does after finally finding her mom, but her basically adoptive father's house feels like visiting a relative's house for a few days and staying the night, even if she's there for a while. a sort of odd but comfortable sense and finally, her mom's current house, with her new husband and his daughter spring goes here about as much as she goes to her adoptive father's house, maybe even less. it feels... stifling, for a lack of better words. she has a lot of complicated emotions every time she goes there. - actually, how she sleeps isn't something i've thought about too much, but i assume that when her power gets low when using her body, she simulates something sort of similar to exhaustion? i don't think she dreams, maybe unless she's on low power mode. i don't know, i really love this question though and i will put more thought into this !! - and finally, yeah she does listen to music! since she spends so much time driving for so long, she listens to a lot of stuff. i haven't decided on what she specifically likes yet, but maybe some more synth inspired things? only reason i want to do that is because my brother listens to a LOT of vaporwave/similar genres, and i think it would be nice to incorporate that into her also. i actually have a playlist for her that's around 60 songs rn? i can send it if you want! it's mainly just songs i either associate with her, that fit her, or i imagine animatics of her to lol THANK YOU FOR ASKING BTW!!!! i lov getting asks so much, even if it can take me a bit, so thank u thank u thank u have an amazing day

[quil12]

❤️🦋🎁?

Ooh, thank you!!

❤ Genuinely kind of a hard question lol. I do really love the last line/paragraph of "Lend Me Your Heart and I'll Just Let You Fall". That section is:

"Even if the world was ending around them, even if there was no hope left to be found, he knew that he would always be safe with Yosuke. He was his faith in the darkness, his sunlight in the rain, his first blossomings of spring after a harsh winter. He knew that no matter what tribulations they might face, if they were together, they would be all right. Yosuke was his light. Yosuke was his love. Yosuke was his home."

I remember spending so much time workshopping that section and I'm really happy how it turned out!

An honorable mention though goes to the final line of "Do You See How Much I Need You Right Now?" This was more angst focused, but it was the line that I had in my head that made me want to write the fic.

"Slowly, he felt something warm and wet start to drip down his cheeks as, finally, he let himself mourn the loss of the relationship that had never been his to begin with."

🦋 I really do love writing Yosuke and things from his perspective. I do a lot of him and Yu, but I find the internal thoughts easier to write for Yosuke. I definitely project on to him more, so that's probably a big part of it.

He's also one of my all time favorite Persona characters (probably my favorite tbh). I just find a lot of what he says and does super relatable - the sense of wanting to be bigger than yourself, finding home in the people around you, (being closeted gay and having a massive crush on your best friend - rip). Even the part where he doesn't like fish I relate to lol. So, I feel like when I write him, my characterization is very similar to myself, just more outgoing.

🎁 The WIPs that I have going rn are mostly the things for Souyo week coming up. I can share like a page or so of the one that I'm doing for Day 1. It’s just kind of fluff near the end of it. I’m gonna post it under a break because this post is already getting kind of long lol - This is also not edited yet, so forgive any weird wording.

Yosuke pulled him into the shower, turning it on. 

“Sit on the floor,” Yosuke said once he was in.

“Why?”

“You’re too tall.”

“I’m not too tall.”

“Taller than me.”

“Not by much.”

“Just sit down.”

Yu smiled, complying, sitting down with his legs crossed. Yosuke sat down on his knees behind him. He made him lean back a little to get his hair wet before pulling him out of the direct water. 

After that, Yosuke got some shampoo and started massaging it into his scalp. 

Yu closed his eyes, letting himself get lost in the sensation, his fingertips running over his head, gently rubbing the shampoo in. He let himself lean back against him, making a small noise of contentment. 

He could have easily fallen asleep like that - the warmth of the water, Yosuke’s chest solid behind his back, the comfort of his fingers against his scalp. Yosuke probably knew that and was letting it go on for longer than was really necessary. 

Finally though, he pulled his hands away, leaning him back into the water to rinse it out. After that was done, he conditioned it as well - that wasn’t quite as nice, conditioner not going on his scalp, but the sensation of him touching his hair was still welcome.

When he was completely done, Yu pulled away, “Do you want me to wash yours too?”

“Yes please.”

Yu smiled, trading places with him, sitting up on his knees while Yosuke sat in front of him. Before grabbing any shampoo though, he wrapped his arms around him, burying his face into the crook of his neck. He sat there for a few seconds before pulling away, getting some shampoo and beginning to wash his hair, moving his fingers in small, concentric circles on his scalp.

He did that for a while before rinsing it off, conditioning it as well. 

They finished their shower, getting out and drying off. 

“Do you want to spend the night?” Yu asked. 

“If you don’t mind.”

“You basically live here at this point.”

[enbyboiwonder]

danny my apologies idk like. more than half of the series on your list LMFAAO but i AM curious about the hq library aus!!

Send me the name of a WIP (or multiple) you wanna hear more about!

Okay so these ones I started when I first got into HQ, so like, 2016 or 2017? and have barely been touched since then. And actually, a couple of them are finished, so idk why I never posted them, so yeah I'll probably be seeing if those need any editing (actually, all of them definitely do) and then posting them soon. Anyway, they're all written in a college AU, though not necessarily the same one, and, obviously, have to do with or take place in a library. I think all of them may be "canon didn't happen" AUs though. I'm writing them for a set of 14 library AU prompts that I found on here that I unfortunately don't have the link for.

Info for each one under a cut:

01. i found you asleep in the stacks. we're closed. please go home.

This one's incomplete, for ushioi; currently the title is The Library is Not for Sleeping. Ushijima works at the campus library and one night finds the unfathomable Oikawa, who's in his history class, asleep at a table when he's finishing his shift. lol but I love this bit:

"Ushiwaka-chan! How pleasant it is to see you first thing in the morning!" Ushijima feels anything but pleased. "Go home, Oikawa. The library's closed." Standing in a manner that is much too sultry never to have been practiced, Oikawa lowers his head to peer up at him from beneath his long lashes. "Only if…" he starts, tone playful as he walks over to Ushijima, hips swaying, and wraps his arms around his neck. "You give me a kiss," he simpers, tilting his head to the side. Ushijima blinks. "You have drool on your chin." Oikawa springs back as if burned, half turning and scrubbing frantically at his mouth and chin. He shoots a pout over his shoulder. "So mean, Ushiwaka-chan! You were going to let me kiss you with drool on my chin!" "Actually, I wasn't, and I just told you. Now go home, Oikawa."

Ohhh I don't have anything after this but now I think I'm remembering that at the end after they've left the library (because Oikawa refuses to before Ushijima), Ushijima does give him a quick kiss?? Well even if that wasn't what I'd originally been planning, I think that'll be what I'm going with now.

02. i'm too short to reach the top shelf and too stubborn to get a stool. you watched me take a running leap for it before you offered to grab the book for me.

I don't have anything for this one yet aside from that it's either gonna be kagehina or tsukihina, I haven't decided yet. Though I may go with tsukihina just because I haven't written for them yet.

03. you reserved the book i wanted to check out first and i hate you for it.

This one's complete, kagehina, entitled No Matter What You Say, I Still Suspect You Checked It Out First on Purpose. It's enemies-to-friends and also preslash, with quite a bit of them calling each other dumbass (and it turning unwittingly from an insult into an endearment).

04. no, i cannot help you find your textbook if you don't know what it's called. "it has a blue cover" doesn't help.

All I have for this one is that it's gonna be tsukiyama, and apparently an AU where they're not childhood friends.

05. you have rented and returned the entire buffy the vampire slayer series in the span of eight days. are you okay.

This one is apparently related to my other ushioi one(s) (11 is also them) and this one's established relationship and not set at the university library, because I kind of get the feeling it wouldn't have BtVS, but also it's not like I looked around the library much at my uni, so I'm only assuming they wouldn't have things non-course-related.

06. you said that shakespeare was dumb while checking out fight club and i am ready to Fight You.

This one's iwaoi, shippy or not idk (though I also have a tendency to make things shippy even when I don't intend to lol), and literally all I have of it is the line:

"Oi, Kusoikawa, just because I've known you forever, don't think I won't beat your ass."

07. you saw me dancing to my ipod while reshelving books. please don't judge me. or tell my boss.

Daisuga, with Suga as the library employee, though I don't have anything else for it.

08. i'm always pulling books you reserved so i've started leaving little notes in them for you.

I have nothing for this one, not even an idea of what ship I wanna do.

09. WHY DID YOU ANNOTATE A LIBRARY BOOK IN PEN.

This one's with Suga (employee) and Yachi (accidental annotator), entitled An Abashment, A Book, And A Confession. This one's also finished, but I'm not sure about it. Despite the all-caps of the prompt, I couldn't have Suga (or anyone else, for that matter) yell at Yachi (or anyone else), so. Yachi accidentally annotated a library book in pen, forgetting it wasn't one of her own, and apologizes as she returns it, offering to pay for a new one. Suga, seeing how anxious she is and how clearly reticent, just soothes her. He also says, "Others have annotated library books before you, and most of those books are still in circulation here," but?? I dunno?? I don't know what libraries, college or otherwise, do with written-in books.

I don't ship them, but I did kinda slip hints in because I could.

10. someone left a comment card in the suggestion box that says, "the reference librarian is super cute," and now all of the reference librarians are arguing who it's for.

Bokuaka! Akaashi, Saeko, Shirofuku, as well as one of the other gals (I don't remember who, and of course this was before I tried to make more of a habit of writing down planning so of course I didn't write it down, and I don't remember most of the characters. I am definitely gonna have to read further before working on this one some more) all work as reference librarians at the university librarians, and Bokuto leaves the comment. Have not figured out how that gets revealed (or if I had back then, I don't remember it now).

"Who do you think this is for?" Tanaka asks excitedly, holding out a slip of paper that he recognizes as one of the library's comment cards. He strides over and accepts it from her in order to get a better look. It reads: The reference librarian is super cute! Shrugging, he hands it back. He figures he has three options for a reply: A. He says he doesn't care. While it's the truth, he risks offending all three of them. B. He chooses one. It makes her extremely happy, but the other two get jealous. C. He doesn't choose anyone. While nothing is resolved, they all take it as a compliment. Time elapsed: zero-point-five seconds. "It's hard to know. You're all cute." Tanaka laughs loudly and slaps him playfully on the arm. He rubs the spot as it smarts a bit; sometimes, she doesn't know her own strength. "If I didn't know any better," she teases, "I'd say you were trying to flirt!"

11. i walked in on you and your boyfriend making out in the upper level and now french lit is ruined for me forever.

Another completed one, ushioi but it follows Kageyama. It's titled New Rule Pending.

The two pull away, though they don't relinquish their holds on each other. The one with his back against the shelves—against his French Lit book—turns to look at him, and oh dear kami-sama, he recognizes that face.

lol oh, poor Kageyama.

12. your study group ordered pizza to the library and you let me have some.

Another one where all I have is the ship and a single line lmao

Kenma looks up from his game—the console in his lap and hidden from general library-goers under the desk he sits behind—at the smell of pizza.

It's kuroken, though I have no idea if it's slash or preslash.

13. you brought your drunk friend to the library and left them passed out in the play section. why would you do this.

Actually, I dunno if this one is a college AU and I was planning on not following the prompt exactly, or if I was gonna follow it and it's a different AU. Although I suppose Yaku could be a college student and he's working at the public library... All I have for this one is that it's gonna be yakulev, with Lev as the one passed out drunk and Yaku the longsuffering library employee who now has to deal with him.

14. you keep watching baby animal videos on youtube without headphones on and i should probably yell at you but they're really cute baby animals.

Also Asahi has way too much anxiety to yell at anyone, much less a stranger. This one's asanoya.

[puphee]

hooking up with either soft dom heeseung or soobin at the dorms and trying to not get caught by the other members 😩

I'll probs make a separate post for Soobin soon but this will be for Heeseung

Warnings: oral fixation, grinding, handjob, fingering, tiddy suckin lmao, riding, slight exhibitionism, edging???/ruined orgasm?? Idk which to classify it as lol, mdni pls

Okay so

Will try to keep it hush hush and won't tell the boys at all

Will tell you to be quiet when he hears any other noise besides the few you two are making, probably putting a hand over your mouth for extra measure

Probably resorts to dragging you into the closet or something like that

Wait wait wait lemme set the scene for you real quick

Basically it's like the middle of the night at the dorms and Heeseung absolutely cannot sleep.

So he calls up his lil sneaky link (aka you, who, fortunatley for him, are also still awake) and asks you to keep him company

Dude knows the rest of the members are asleep, but he kind of likes the thrill that it gives him to think about sneaking you inside and trying to avoid being caught

He decides because there is no way he's willing to take the risk of anyone else seeing you if you got caught, he will not take you back to the bedrooms. Too risky.

He doesn't want to take you to the living room or kitchen (they're like connected by a hallway) because every now and then one of the members will get up in the middle of the night to grab a snack or a glass of water, and what if on their way, they spot the two of you on the couch or somth?

So he probably drags you into the bathroom or a closet or something

Or just settles for taking that risk

It's really dark so what will they really be able to see?

Let's go with that option.

Okay, so imagine you're sitting in his lap on the couch, his hands all over your waist and hips and ass while you make out right

He's kind of cocky/teasing when he's domming lol so he'd probably be like

"Shhh, I know I'm hot and you're in love with my lips but we have to keep it down"

Let's out a whisper-chuckle when you tell him to shut up and slap his arm in reaction

Kisses you very slow and sensually, placing a hand at the base of your neck and keeping the other on your hip

Sighs(in a good way) when you slowly start to squirm in his lap

Will pull away to focus on helping you take your shirt off to allow him easier access to the skin of your chest and abdomen.

Sucks and kisses and licks and bites every inch of your neck and breasts while he uses his hands to gently guide your hips back and forth over his own

Once in a steady rhythm, you move your hands from his shoulders to his hair, lightly tugging on it when he takes a nipple into his mouth

You try your best to be as quiet as you can, biting your bottom lip to muffle your moans

But the moment he drags your perked bud between his teeth, you can't keep quiet much longer

A small squeak slips past your lips and he drags his nails across your thigh as a bit of a warning

You can feel him twitch against your thigh at the noise, though. He's always been in love with hearing your voice during sex lol

You sigh, shifting to straddle only one of his thighs as you slip your hand into his boxers, gently stroking his semi-hard on to full

Heeseung controls his voice a bit more easily than expected, coming out as low hums and shaky breaths

He like, places his hand over the one you're using to stroke him and uses his other to push you closer so he can kiss you again

Lots of whispered praises in between

Once he's like, fully hard, he pulls his hand away to help you get rid of your shorts and undies lol

Will drag his fingers along your slick folds, gently circling around your clit with his thumb and teasing your entrance with the tips of his middle and forefinger.

Shushes you when you whine quietly, smiling to himself and slowly starts to finger you properly

He presses kisses to your upper tummy while he does so, pulling his hand away when he feels you clenching around his digits repeatedly

Probably shuts you up by stuffing the fingers he used past your lips, which you happily lick clean might I add

Heeseung helps you lower yourself onto his cock, shushing you when you moan lowly at him filling you up

Meets you half way as you ride him, bucking his hips up with each bounce.

You bite your lips so hard it hurts in order to try to keep quiet, a hand coming up to cover your mouth while your other digs its nails into his shoulder

After a while his breathing gets heavy, and your clenching around him uncontrollably

You're both close and needy, almost there and so desperate not to make too much noise

Hushed "please"s falling from your lips and heavy pants sounding from Heeseung

He almost misses the sound of footsteps as he's so focused on cumming

Almost

He suddenly covers your mouth with his hand and stops your movements, catching his breath as he sees a faint light glow in the hallway

In an attempt to hide you from the possibility of being found, he quickly turns to hover over you, laying your back on the couch cushions

You're frustrated as you feel your orgasm start to get farther from reach, but a look up at Heeseung's panicked eyes and you forgive him almost instantly

He's probably told you before about how he doesn't want the members to know yet or something, and you admit that being caught during this would make it a really awkward first impression

Anyways, once the coast is clear, he kisses you gently as an apology, whispering a short "sorry" before getting comfortable and starting to fuck into you with more fervor

You're biting your knuckles and holding your breath in a desperate attempt to stay quiet

He's fucking you so good it's really hard not to want to scream his name right now

"Shhh, hah... fuck, YN," somewhat chokes on his words when you clench around him one last time before you're both reaching your highs

Kisses you in another desperate attempt to muffle the noises you both can't keep in any longer.

I have no idea how to end this lmao I was just going with the flow of my brain

I hope this could satisfy your brain! I think I'm a little rusty lol

[ladyofbonten]

Random GN tokyo revengers head cannons

Genre: slice of life and just chaos lol

Tw: language, mentions of fighting (?)

A/N: probably has spelling errors, I was really tired writing this and posted it around 2 am haha

Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated♥

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•The haitani brothers are the type of friends to go bug you at work and ask for you to specifically to make their food but for two totally different reasons. Rindou trusts you enough to not fuck up his order, Ran on the other hand make his order complicated to annoy you.

•Kokonoi is that blunt friend everyone needs. He doesn't beat around the bush and always gives you harsh reality checks from time to time, but thats because he doesn't want to see you get hurt. Does he deliver his harsh advise in the best way? No, but when he sees how his words may have hurt you, he'll try spending money on your favorite snacks or taking you out as an apology afraid of his words hurting you again. He wants his actions to speak louder than his words.

•Emma and Hinata love doing karaoke after exams are over to release all their pent up stress and to relax. If not that, they drag you to go shopping with them and to go try out new cafe's that opened up.

•Inui is such a mother hen and refuses to admit it! It so funny because you could tell him that and he'd say something along the lines of "No I'm not. What gave you that idea?", scoff, then get back to working on the bike he was fixing prior to your comment. Faking a cough of two he'd side eye you before getting up and handing you vitimins he keeps on him and mumble "you better not get sick, cause then I'll have to take care of you." and go back to the bike. Needless to say, you've made your point but he won't admit it to you.

•Mana and Luna love having you over and will bug Mitsyua to no end to bring you over. They love showing off their art work to you and having you play the judge for their fashions shows which consist of cothes raided from their mothers closet or even sometimes Mitsuya's. It caught him by surprise to see the three of you all dressed up and you in his toman jacket from back in the day. He definatly took a picture and has it as his wallpaper of you three.

•Despite his Reaper title, Hanma has ever shown vulnerability to you in the privacy of your home and made you promise that what he shares with you in your room, stays in that room. Even though he's an adrenaline junkie and absolutely loves wreaking havoc, when it comes to being at your house with you, he almost changes into a different person. Lying on your bed as you do skin care not long after cleaning him up after fighting with people not even an hour before. He loves and relaxes in your touch and will fall asleep to you running your fingers through his hair. He will never admit to anyone that he has a safe space or that that safe space is you. He'd do anything to keep you protected and out of the gang life style.

•Ran only ever lets you play with his hair and style it besides himself. He actually encourages you to learn more braiding styles and lets you use him as the test dummy of said hair styles. One times when you learned how to do dutch braids and did them for him, he was feeling himself! "Hey Y/N-chan, you think these suit me better than the regular pig tail braids? Correct answers only." Rindou is in the same room deadpanned telling Ran he still looks the same but obviously seems more stupid for thinking it makes a difference. Ran ignores him and asks you to teach him how to do them so he can start doing them himself.

•Much like Hanma, Sanzu found a safe space in your presence during your guys time in Toman together. He didn't know if it was because you saw past his scars and truama and still chose to stand by his side or because you fear'd him (which he'd learn wasn't the case) but he always saught you out when he felt like he needed you. Soon you became a precence he depended on and he would do absolutely everything he deemed necessary to protect you. There were only two people he'd follow blindly in this chaotic world he lived in, Mikey and you.

•Baji and Chifuyu love doing random Harry potter marathons and always invite you. The three of you will be holded up in either Baji or Chifuyu's living room for a whole day just binging the entire series and making your own commentary about how you'd react to certain situations. "I'd totally be a griffindor." "Baji do you even hear the words coming out of your mouth? You're either a ravenclaw or slytherin, you can't convince me otherwise." You'd laugh as you all argue about who belongs to which house and thus leading to the three of you taking quizes on which houses you belong to. Lone and behold you prove baji wrong and now owes you ramen and boba.