#uhhh warning for basically everything below the cut?

[fallingfor-fics]

Can you write a part 2 for Cat Fight where Melissa doesn’t want to be a secret anymore? Thank you ❤️

Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

As requested!

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: Basically the request, I hope this is somewhat close to what you imagined!

Warnings: no smut sorry, uhhh going commando?, barely even a little tiny bit of angst if you squint

You woke up from the light shining brightly through the bathroom window that was parallel to your spot on Melissa’s bed. You were grateful for the blackout curtains she had in place in the bedroom but still the light found its way to awaken you.  You looked at the clock and saw it was almost 10 so you decided to get up. You figured Melissa was up already because you didn't feel her wrapped around you or stealing the covers. You were surprised at the lack of hangover you had and you took a sip of water from the bottle on the nightstand before getting up to take a quick shower. Since you weren't planning on going home with her you didn't have any clothes and definitely didn't want to put your going out clothes back on which left your favorite thing, wearing Melissa's clothes.

You paused when you got in front of the mirror and saw your busted lip and the slightest pink and blue bruise on your cheekbone right below your eye. Oh right I did that for real last night. You combed through your hair with your hands before stripping and getting in the shower. Not long after You got in You heard Melissa digging around in the bedroom and eventually make her way to the bathroom door. She stood leaning against the doorframe and admiring you. She had a walk in shower that had a barely frosted glass door that only came to about your neck. It didn't leave much to the imagination. 

“Are you just going to stand there gawking or are you going to come in?” You said not looking at her and continuing to wash your hair.

She let out a laugh before coming to stand in front of the shower door, resting her arms on it and taking in the full view of you. “I already showered this morning hon otherwise I would, but it is with great restraint that I make this decision.”

You laughed, opening your eyes and finally looking at her. She winced and you walked closer to the door to be face to face with her and she raised a hand to barely touch your cheek and then she brought her hand down and allowed her thumb to rest on your cut lip. 

“That crazy bitch from last night got some good hits in, but I can't lie you look hot as shit sweets.” she smirks and you smile leaning in closer to kiss her. She doesn't resist and you deepen the kiss before pulling back quickly and continuing your shower.

“Ill see you downstairs for breakfast.” You say and she nods, sucking her teeth as she admires you and then walking away and disappearing from the bathroom steam. You quickly finish your shower and steal a comfy t-shirt from her dresser, you realize you wouldnt fit in any of her pants due to the lack of ass you possess compared to hers, and you also didn't want to put your underwear from last night on. So you ultimately decided to go commando. The shirt you stole was big enough to cover almost right passed your butt and you were content with that. You braided your hair and then headed downstairs. 

“Hey.” you smiled and Melissa turned from the coffee machine, handing you a cup. 

“Hey back. So how did you sleep?” she asked as you sat at one of the island stools and she stood across from you behind the counter. 

“Wonderful although I had the craziest dream.” you laughed and she shook her head. 

“Oh no hon, that was all real unfortunately.” 

“Thank you for everything last night, by the way.” You smiled leaning on the counter towards her, she leaned down on her elbows and allowed her face to sit a few inches from yours once again. She looked deeply into your eyes with a smile. 

“Thank you for beating that girl up for me last night. It was very much unnecessary but deeply appreciated.” She smirks as her eyes trace the details of your face with a seductive smile. 

“I was just doing what I would for any friend.” you spoke, adding the last word to tease her. She paused and her smile grew more serious and sincere as her eyes met yours, she looked down to your lips then back to your piercing eyes that were slightly confused at the switch in her. 

“Be my girlfriend.” she said her eyes softening and continuously admiring you. You furrowed your brows then let out a short laugh. 

“Mel, I am already your girlfriend.” you shook your head, your eyes now darting between hers.

“No, I mean my real, open, public.. Girlfriend.” She looked over your face for a reaction. You leaned up off the counter, sitting up straight and looking at her with concern.

“Wh- um. Look I love you but we could never tell our coworkers.” You shook your head as you spoke softly, She sat up to match your height and her brows furrowed. 

“Hon they are harmless, I think the worst thing is the HR paperwork we have to fill out. Plus after last night they probably have an inkling. Well Jacob for sure at least.” she laughs to herself and then rests a hand on her hip waiting for your response. You look down and fidget with your fingers. 

“I get that, but I really don't think they have an idea nor should they. I mean they don't even know that you like women.” a scoff left your lips more harsh than you intended and you looked up at her to catch her reaction. 

“I'm aware but I don't really care anymore, sweets.” She walked around the counter to stand behind you. “I don't want to worry about sneaking around anymore and sitting on opposite sides of the breakroom. Or not being able to post photos of you and I out of fear our friends or family would see it.” she went to tug on one of your braids but you shook your head. 

“I'm sorry but no. I don't want my family knowing, I was never going to tell them I liked women until I brought one home with a r-” you paused slightly out of breath from rushing through that sudden confession, now feeling more hesitant. 

“Home with a what?” Melissa smirked curiously.

You let out a sigh, “With a ring on my finger.” you finished looking back down at your hands.

“Are you saying you don't think you and I would ever-” she gestured between you and trailed off hoping you would understand what she was trying to get at. 

“No, no, it's not that I don't know if we- or I,” you let out an exhausted sigh. “What i'm trying to say is I don't want to tell my family yet until I know this is for real. That you're not going anywhere and that I'm not going to mess things up. Ok?” She nodded and looked down for a second. 

“I can't promise those things. Look, it's hot and all- the secrecy, but I want to be able to call you my girlfriend at the bar with our friends. I want to dance with you,” she stepped closer, her hands sliding around your waist resting below your chest. “And dance close to you.” she spoke softly now and she pulled you back into her. You felt her face by your ear and you let out a sigh. The warmth of her body comforted you and you understood Melissa wanting these things, wanting to show you off. 

“Fine but only our coworkers for now, no family yet, at least not mine.” You turned to face her, your arms reaching up to rest on her shoulders, draping around her neck.

“I can do that.” She responded and you smiled, leaning in to kiss her with a deep admiration. Her hands stayed firm on your hips and you felt her pushing you back towards the counter as your lips stayed connected. When you pulled away she was smiling sheepishly at you, lips pink and green eyes sparkling from the love she had for you. You caught your breath and then pulled her in close to you, your hand cupping her cheek and your other supporting yourself against the counter as Melissa’s hand slid down to grab under your knee and lift your leg up to rest against her hip as she pressed into you. You opened your eyes and pulled away slowly, your chest pressing into hers even harder leading a shudder to go down your spine. She looked between the two of you and smirked, raising a brow with a cocky manner. 

“Did I really get you to drop your panties that fast sweetheart?” she teased and you laughed.

“Shut up and take off my shirt, but be gentle cause it belongs to my girlfriend.” you quipped with a smile and she didn't hesitate to follow instructions, whisking you away to celebrate.

[equalseleventhirds]

ok so i’ve seen some stuff about like, what if we get one episode for each of the fourteen fears, and that’s cool and all but i would like to propose: there are no longer fourteen distinct fears.

in s4 we got a lot of blended statements (with 2 or more fears working together) as setup for jack magnum’s big ‘everything at once’ ritual, and i think that the new sort-of statements we’re getting are likewise combinations, but with even more blending and even less separating

the cabin was corruption (’moldy treasure’, ‘rotten sanctuary’, ‘as you putrefy, body and soul’, and the whole idea of twisted love), lonely (’something to fear the loss of’, ‘lonely companionship’, ‘it will not let you feel the warmth and joy’, ‘your voice does not echo when you call to them, and they find they sometimes cannot hear it’), spiral (the tea thing, ‘pretends to be a cabin’, ‘are the dimensions of this place quite what they were’, ‘were the curtains always stained that dull maroon’), possibly also web (’it is a trap’, ‘if you had need to eat no doubt there would be food’, ‘stay within my false defenses’)

the trench is an obvious slaughter location (war, bagpipes, etc), but it has TONS of flesh bits (’meat for the grinder’, lots and lots of society and the rich and powerful chewing you up and spitting you out, the horrible doctor and the many wounded, ‘the enemy will eat your body’), buried (charlie unable to move and then crushed into the dirt, ‘what there is tastes of cordite and sand’, ishaan imprisoned), desolation (’instead they fed him to it, tossed him into its burning innards and sealed the hatch behind him’, ‘whatever god of hatred and pain’, ‘a single flash of destruction’, ‘the white-hot agony of melted and crumpled metal’), a bit of beholding (’the drone’s camera blinks once, twice ... the thing makes no sound as it follows him), and even stranger (the twisted, inhuman faces of the enemy seen from both sides; perhaps even the smiling, friendly face of the man with the red flower)

(and beneath both of them, of course, the end. death in the trenches. the cabin as a tomb.)

even the tower the panopticon has become is not just beholding; it is enormous, huge beyond human comprehension, like the vast. walk, and you will inevitably reach it, as it pulls you in like a spider’s web. i suspect as we get closer to it, it may show more traits of more fears (you’re not special jonah)

so what does this mean? maybe it means that in this post apocalyptic world, the constraints humanity placed on fear, by separating and cataloging it, by breaking Fear apart into smaller fears, no longer apply. if they ever did.

(or as i like to say, robert smirke had no fucking business categorizing the fears, and his famous list of fourteen was arbitrary at best and really just the result of an upper-class academic white man trying to exert control on ancient and powerful things beyond his comprehension, and he was wrong. he was so very, very wrong.)

(and jonah magnus will be too.)

[yumehoxo]

⚠️WARNING⚠️ 18+ content (contains threesum, vaginal sex, oral sex, etc..)

ArminxfemalereaderxEren

~You’ve been best friends with Armin and Eren since you were really young but as time grew on you all changed leading to the conversation of having a threesum with them~

You’ve known Eren and Armin since elementary school you guys were always together, you watched them grow up with you, you were with them for all their ups and downs and you even watched them as puberty slapped them in the face during their last year of high school. You weren’t always the type to go after looks but damn did these boys get so fine as time went on. Everything changed when they both changed their hairstyle, eren letting his grow out, and armin cutting his short. As they went into college tattoos and piercings came along with them, armin got his neck tatted and ear, eyebrow, and nose piercings. Eren got a full sleeve and half a sleeve, with tongue and ear piercings.

Armin and Eren never seemed like the type to smoke or drink they were always agaisnt it, but after a little convincing from Mikasa, Jean, Connie, and Sasha they caved in. It was like their whole personality’s changed, from one party to another, one girl to the next, it honestly shocked you that these were the same boys you ate sand with when you were 5.

“Y/n!... Y/N!!” You herd your named being called but it was barely audible over the sound of the music. You turned around to see Eren and Armin doing a little jog uo to you, their eyes were bloodshot and there were two blonde girls following them. They looked at you like they were in trouble and it took you a minute to find out since your thoughts seemed to have come in slow motion since you just smoked not even 5 minutes ago. They didn’t want to be rude and tell these girls to ‘fuck off’ since they were Mikasa’s friends.

“Act like you need us” Armin whispered in your ear as he hugged you from behind.

“U-uh where have you guys been?!” You asked them raising your voice little bit to make it seem like you were upset.

“Haha..sorry we couldn’t find you” Eren said with a nervous smile on his face as his eyes widened and shot a look to the shirt blonde girl next to him. She was clinging onto his arm like it was the only thing she knew how to do.

You grab both of them by the wrist and drag them along behind you, the two girls letting go of them

“oh sorry bye Historia!” Eren said to the blonde girl unlatching her arm away from him.

“Bye Annie” Armin said as he slid out of her grip.

“Oh my fucking god thank you so much” Eren said rubbing his arm like some type of bug just touched him.

“They don’t know how to give up, that fucking bitch Mikasa and her weird ass friends” Armin said with a look of anger and discomfort on his face.

“Y’all bitch asses owe me.” You said through gritted teeth upset since they pulled you away from a conversation with Sasha.

“Yeah yeah sure we do” Armin said rolling his eyes.

“How about all those times we had to save you from the guys at Marley University hitting on you” Eren said with a smug smirk on his face knowing that they won this conversation.

“Yeah yeah shut the fuck up” you said rolling your eyes back as you maneuvered your way around the crowd making your way upstairs to where Jean and Connie were. As you made your way up the stairs you held onto their wrists as you saw Annie and Historia shoot dirty looks at you from the first floor. Finally making your way up the stairs struggling to keep your grip on the both of the boys you were greeted by Connie and Jean who looked like they were about to pass out as they lazily raised they’re hands and gave you a short ‘wel-c-om to the partyyyyy’ they both said holding up their beers immideatly laughing afterwards so hard that they almost started crying.

“Uhhh let’s just go onto the balcony” Eren said as he looked away from them before they ask for him to come over there.

“Yeah good idea” you replied. You three made your way to the balcony closing the double doors behind you. You three sat shoulder to shoulder letting your legs hand out from the gap of the fencing, as you passed your last blunt around.

“So.. y/n” Armin said turning his head to you.

“Hmm?” You said lazily not even bothering to meet his gaze.

“If you had to fuck one of us who would it be” he asked with a smirk on his face, the sudden question causing Eren to turn his gaze to you. The question gave you butterfly’s in your stomach, you’ve always thought about it wondering if you had to choose one to hook up with who would it be, but as always you came up to the same answer...

“Both of you” you said taking a hit from your blunt and passing it to Eren. He didn’t even bother taking it as both of their heads shot in your direction since you sat in between them.

“Ayo.. did you really just say.. both?” Eren asked you with a smile mixed in with a look of surprise.

“What are you? Deaf?” You answered his question taking another hit since he decided not to take the blunt.

“So if we asked you to fuck right now you would say yes?” Armin asked with a lustful smile on his face, you could only imagine what he was thinking.

“Most likely, but I’m not fucking on a balcony where all the people below can see our sex show on display though.” You said passing the blunt to Eren and he actually took it this time.

“Damn that was the last answer I would expect from you y/n” Eren said while exhaling

“That’s what they all say”

As time went on you all scrolled through your phones until your high wore off so you could go back to your apartment, they decided they were spending the night since your the one that drove them here and they couldn’t be bothered to go back to your apartment, just to have to drive back to theirs. You three made your way home as ‘Deam Man Walking’ played from Erens phone since he had the aux Armin was sitting in the back seat with his legs spread out and his phone in his hand. Occasionally Armin would show Eren a photo or video and earn the reaction of ‘damnnn whats her @‘. You finally made it home parking in the car garage for the apartment building.

“My feet are killing meeeee” you whined.

“Want a piggy back ride?” Armin asked you.

“Is Annie going to get mad?” You teased.

“Oh my god please shut the FUCK UPP” his voice echoed through the empty parking garage.

“Shhh, it’s like 3 am” you said while climbing onto his back. The scent of his cologne and marijuana lingered. You placed your head on his shoulder, he still smelled like a little boy, you had to admit it was adorable. As you guys walked ahead Eren stood behind as he was texting Mikasa that he was with you and he was going to spend the night.

“She still treats me like I’m 4 I swear” you heard him say about 6 feet away from you and Armin. He sped up to you guys suprising you by smacking your ass causing you to let out a little scream.

“Eren! What the fuck?!” You whispered screamed to him. The only response you got back was a smirk. You three made your way up to your apartment door, handing Armin the keys to open it. You were so glad to be home greeted by the scent of your place. Armin carried you all the way to your room as Eren followed and threw you onto the bed. Eren turned off your lights and turned on the led’s instead putting them at red. You were laughing mess as you fought Armin to stop tickinling you only earning Eren to help restrain you.

“PLEASE- I CANT-“ you yelled through laughs. Eventually Armin stopped tickling you to grab your lava pen on your night stand but eren still held on.

“Wanna hit?” Armin asked you teasingly.

“Arminnnn I just bought that cart yesterday!”

“And it slaps as fuck” he responded back.

“Armin- Eren I swear to god if you don’t let go!” You said to him trying to keep a serious look but need up failing from his cute smile.

“Here I’ll let you have a hit” Armin said rolling his eyes with a smile on his face.

“Bitch-” you were cut off as Armin put the tip of the pen in your mouth.

“Finally got you to shut up” Armin said. You started kicking your legs at Eren

“LET ME GO IMMA BEAT HIS ASS” Eren obeyed letting go but the second you say up you only got pushed back down by Armin falling into erens chest as he sat behind you.

“Who’s ass are you going to beat?” Armin asked you while lifting up your chin to look at him.

“Hmph since your being an asshole I’ll take back what I said about fucking you both earlier.” You said with a pouty look on your face. You were basically on Erens ass now his hands wrapped around your stomach with his phone in his hand.

“Oh is that so” Eren whispered in your ear, soon afterwards pressing kisses down your neck to your shoulder soft moans leaving your mouth as his kisses were warm and wet. Armin’s hand made his way to your face holding onto the sides of your jaw making you look up at him, his lips crashed onto yours and your tongues started gliding over each others in sync. Soft moans left your mouth as you felt Eren grow hard underneath you, his hands wandering around your body. Armins grio was still tight on your jaw as you both were engaged in a heat make out session saliva dripping down the sides of our mouth and occasionally the strand that connected your lips for when you both needed air. Eren tugged at the hem of you shirt indicating that you pull it off. Armin let go of your jaw as he and Eren removed their shirts while you removed yours, Eren unhooked your bra and taking it off completely. As your back was pressed up against Erens chest he left bight marks and hickeys all over your neck and shoulders, Armin took one breast in his mouth and massaged the other with his hand, causing you to whimper. Erens hand traveled down to your already slicked heat rubbing circles over your clit making you moan loudly as your legs slightly shook. It didn’t take long for you to cum as Armin sucked harder on your breasts leaving hickeys all over your chest and how eren slipped his fingers into you curling them so they hit your g spot making you see stars. Eren and Armin were both hard by now you could see their cocks aching to be free’d from their pants.

“Scoot to the edge and get on your knees” Eren said. You obeyed so your backside was facing the headboard and you were facing the end of the bed. All of your clothing was now off by now and so where Armins and Erens.

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out” Armin demanded. He placed his tip on your tongues as Eren positioned himself at you entrance, Eren took his time going in, while Armin didn’t, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and started thrusting in and out of youR mouth. Erens pace picked up as time went on. Your moans were cut short from Armins’s member making its way in and out of your mouth, barely being able to take his length spit and precum leaked down the side of your face. The sounds of sweaty skin slapping and moans and grunts filled the room. You could feel both Eren and Armin twitching by now and it didn’t take long for them to release, your moans turning high pitched from all the pleasure as you reached your high aswell. You stuck out your tongue to show Armin that you swallowed it whole earning you smile from him.

“Sheeesshhhh that felt so good” Eren said while fixing his buckle.

“Yeah you think” Armin said glancing over at him. You didn’t say anything since you were quite surprised from what just happened.

“I’m going to go have a shower” you said. Good thing Eren brought you a towel already.

“Tell me when your done so I can have one too” Eren said.

“Same here” Armin said as he lied on the bed shirtless.

“Who said I was going to let you guys have showers and use my soap” you asked them raising one eyebrow as you held the skimpy towel over yourself. They both busted out in laughter..

“Yeah yeah OkAYYY” Eren said in a mocking tone.

“I hate you guys” you said turning around and slamming the bathroom door behind you.

“We love you too y/n” they both said in unison.

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Authors note:

Omg please don’t kill me this is my first threesum smut 😭😭✋ALSO I DO NOT HATE ANNIE AND HISTORIA PLS DONT GET ME WRONG I LOVE THEM!

But uhh anyways tell me if I should change anything!

Love y’all *muah* *muah* 🥰🥰😍😍😚😚💓💓💘💘

Btw I do requests!

[renegaedarchived]

hi sexys it is i, gemma ( s/h, 21+ ), bringing u the fuckboy ur mother warned u ab, park jaehyun!! he’s a fallen national soccer player who escaped to maehwa after a match fixing scandal ( all true teehee ) bc he’s sick of the bad press n dirty looks from ppl in seoul 😘 as always, u can find more info of him under the cut ( j a caution that it is the length of an essay or ten.. .. . . ) but pls LIKE this post to plot! im also available on d*scord so lmk if u want it!!

( s/n: im also the mun for rue @blvelagoon​​ ( intro inc ) so if u wanna plot w her pls lmk!! )

aries sun / gemini moon / leo rising

if u recognise him no u don’t

only child of some nondescript middle class family n honestly he was cruising thru life w little complaints!! up until the age of 4 when his parents get into a fatal car crash courtesy of some drunk truck driver, n suddenly the police is dropping his ass off @ his grandma’s home in rural chuncheon,, cursed to livin life Below the poverty line

was a v loud n rambunctious kid growing up so living w his grandma was a huge change of pace bc she had a speech disability,, but more than that she raised him in a very Asian Grandma way aka smacking him w a sandal when he was misbehaving but other than that she didn’t communicate or outwardly show him love all too much,, like he knows she loves him but uhhh emotional constipation yk

fun fact grandma made do by selling nuts @ the wet market and the way he bonded w her was by helping her crack n pack those nuts every evening!!

he was also a rlly bad kid like,, alw caught stealing,, alw caught in places he Definitely shouldn’t be,, F student on good days : ) n ig at some point when his grandma has to pick him up from the police station for the nth time, he begins to feel Real guilty for everything he’s puttin her thru like the poor woman does not deserve this shit

so he's resolved to making a change!! promises himself that he’s gonna get both him n his grandma outta this poverty!! n yes he sucks w education but jaehyun’s strongest talent is that he’s hella good at soccer!! he alw played w the neighbourhood kids at some paddy field, but he got on the team when he was in middle n high school and he’s alw been the Star Student

gets scouted for fc seoul outta high school!! he goes off quickly to do his military service then comes back n has been playing for the national team ever since!!

anw the downfall starts when he gets a,, rlly bad injury in one of the games, n jaehyun being the man he is refuses to rest and keeps pushing n he Really damages it for good,, has to get knee surgery and he’s out of the game for 6 months yikes ( recovers from surgery ~beginning of 2021 )

when he gets back he never quite gets back to his former glory 😩✋ he starts playing again but he gets injured So Easily and there’s talk of fc seoul wanting to sell / drop him bc even tho he has gr8 skills, he gets injured too often rip

starts panicking n Dreading that him and his grandma are gna go back to his life of poverty if he loses soccer, bc he literally has No Other Talent

around the same time he catches wind of some of the soccer players contemplating match fixing,, basically what it means is people usually bet on the outcome of the game, and the players anonymously bet against their own team and sabotage the game so they get a huge payout

knowing that his career in soccer is prob coming to an end, out of his desperation he starts doin the same thing oop ,, this goes on for a year until him and the other soccer players get found out mid 2022 ( so like last month teehee ) and a Huge Scandal breaks out

all of them get dropped from the team obv and banned from playing soccer, jaehyun included 😩✋ n there’s people in seoul literally spitting on him when he’s walking past the street like tf

anw the leo rising in him is rlly Not Dealing Well w all this hate n one panicked night, decides to look up places to run to where people don’t know his name 😩 during his search he finds out ab the secluded maehwa mansion that recently opened up, so he packs his bags n the rest is history!!

he moved in like literally yesterday n the plan is to j wait out the scandal until it dies down, then Maybe he can go back to seoul or chuncheon to have a,, Normal life w the insane earnings he got from a) bein a soccer player n b) the match fixing hoho

personality-wise he’s hella loud n p rough around the edges from all that Locker Room Talk,, also has a resting bitch face n has been told that he gives off the vibe like he alw has smth better to do oop

hella emotionally constipated due to his upbringing n has a lotta toxic masculinity so uhm,, it’s alm like the only emotion he’s allowed to show is Anger so that’s literally the only emotion u see from him other than bein rlly loud

impt thing to note is it honestly,, doesn’t take v long to realise he has some sort of anger issues,, like it could b the way he’s sensitive ab certain things ( banter involving insults is one way to grind his gears fr ) but also he swears like a sailor so that may also b misconstrued as him bein Upsetti

thx to his injury, he can often be seen walking w a limp espc on colder days ( don’t ask me why )

if u got this far u must plot w me!!!! here r some piss poor ideas 2 get us started teehee

top of the list is some bros,, pls,, he’s good for havin a fun time but uh don’t rely on him if u want advice his advice is literally life-changing like in a life-ruining way

he j moved into maehwa ystd n he’s mad at the stain on his floor bc how can he go from a life of luxury to This,, prob tryna clean it angrily atm so pls help a brother out

id love for him to have some past connections!! i see a lotta athletes hoho yall hit him up im sure yall met somewhere somehOW idk im not an athlete

he often goes to the closest convenience store to grab a beer,, someone join him on his nightly routine hehe

picture this: u know ab the match fixing scandal n gasp!! is that park jaehyun the coverboy of the nation’s most hated men in 2022??? talk to him ab it i dare u 

rom wise jaehyun is uh,, that serial dater bc i think he genuinely craves love in a way he never got when he was a kid, but then he’s also that Shady ass boyfriend so that said im keen to explore exes / past flings!! all his prev romances were toxic asf so if u need a villainous ex in ur story, he’s ya man!!

also ive written hella toxic relos w this old muse so as a mun im tryna get him to turn over a new leaf 😘 that said present romances r also on the table teehee ( this tiktok is literally him as a bf, he is truly ur manipulate mansplain gaslighter malewife all rolled into one what a Treat ) callin all ‘i can fix him’ queens here’s ur chance xo 🤡

[eddiethehead-uwu]

✨My jojo ocs for a possible fan part I might actually write but I'm intrudicing them to you in a tag yourself style template✨

(warning: long post)

(warning: I know cringe culture is dead, but it might get cringy)

So basically the main gang is an upcoming metal band going on their first world tour, weird shit happens and this fan part's Jojo finds out things about her past she would have much rather not known, like her real lineage and all that, and, you know, more stuff happens

This part is set in the future, in a universe very similar to the original one, except for a few things like the uhhh reset not happening and some things going differently in part 5, in Morioh. Some of the characters below are related to preexisting characters, some are not

Ok I'm done here's the squad

🌟JOUKO HIGASHIKATA🌟

-the lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bitch

-can be super annoying and quite manipulative like 80% of the time

-super determined, will cut a bitch to get what she wants

-"danger is my middle name 😎"

-wants to be a rockstar but needs to calm the f down like where the hell do you think you're going with that attitude?

-stand: Motorhead (aka punchy ghost n. Uhhh I lost count)

🌺MOMOE NIJIMURA🌺

-shady and sly af ngl probably invented the 300iq impostor strategy for among us

-a freaking beast when it comes to guitars (shares Jouko's same dream)

-looks always upbeat and happy but has a pretty mischievous personality

-*crushes on basically anyone*

-gets distracted pretty easily

-stand: Judas Priest (aka Chomp Ghost)

👿REJ ANSELMO👿

-A N GE R Y

-will fight you if you disagree with her

-pretty careless, doesn't really care about others

-gets pissed off super easily

-like, my God, chill dude wtf

-can't say what happens to her next bc it would be a spoiler if I actually end up writing this fucking story

-stand: iron maiden (fkn shape-shifting metal object thing hehehhe knife girl)

💕YOKO SHISHIDO💕

-an actual angel

-definetly stoned 24/7

-super friendly, will help you with everything and will hug you if you need support

-just the chillest person ever

-druggie mom friend

-rip srr i had to

✨MIYAKO KAWAJIRI✨

-shy 👉👈😔

-always anxious of messing things up or hitting the wrong note on the keyboard while performing with the band

-basic math? Idk her

-only wears black and red

-never gets angry, bottles all of her frustration up and when she lashes out it's usually when her second personality (kameko) is dominant

-stand: digital love (LAZERZ GHOST)

🦇HIDEAKI KAWAKITA🦇

-annoying bitch 2: simp edition

-"you spilled lipstick in my black Valentino bag!?"

-loves Halloween a bit too much

-did I already mention he's a simp?

-can't shut his mouth for 2 seconds

-who even made him part of the band? Ah yeah right he's the only one with a driving licence

🔪ROCHELLE P. 🔪

-CEO of tragic backstories

-doesn't display any emotion and doesn't display any eyebrows either

-has definetly killed someone with no regrets

-2 stands!?? Nah mate

-"you have beautiful eyes" "thanks. They don't work."

-stand: Nightwish (W A T E R G H O ST)

-bonus: also gets followed around by Chariot Re- AHEM ALESTORM YES SHE NAMED HIM ALESTORM because she doesn't know his real name nor who the user is/was

-he just,, follows her. When she was 5 she gave him a feather and he kept it ever since lol ok I'll stop

🔥SANTANA🔥

-bruh he still alive

-R E VE N G E

-got tired of being left out of his master's shenanigans and being treated like dog shit

-if it wasn't obvious he holds grudges for looooooong times

-will kill you just with slurs

-wants to annihilate into oblivion his old master

-still undecided whether to give him a stand or not

Ok I'm done, this is the main cast, some of them are not gonna make it through, sorry already.

I want to start writing something for them because I have a long ass list of things that could happen and how the story could jnfold, but I'm not sure where to write it. Sooo idk

[nocvil]

hewwo cuties !! im bon or bonbon or bonners u kno it !! im here to bring u my tsundere bitch of a boy bogum who is played by the wuvewy joohoney ( f in the chat for his mental health i love my Husband ?? ) !!  bogum or bo is a hitman who also takes care of his cute and lovely mother that lives with him in his apartment. below the cut i will explain him some more about him but bc of possible triggers, i won’t go too in depth. if you wanna know more about him, i have links on his blog ! onward !

tw: mentions of parental death, injuries, and elderly illnesses.

( lee jooheon + cismale & he/him ) ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ … soo bogum is applying for unit 11. it says here they’re twenty-six and are a hitman. i guess they’ve lived in seattle for six years and i swear i’ve seen them around the market only browsing and never buying like every scorpio i know. they spent most of our tour on google news and i thought i kept hearing the amity affliction playing softly from their phone. i wasn’t sure they’d apply because before they left all they said was, “ i’m not sure if this’ll work out for us. ” ♡ penned by bon, 22, est, they/he

uhhh fair warning i’m reusing his intro from his previous group but it will be edited to fit !

soo bogum or bo i guess. twenty-five / 25. cismale. he/him. hitman and caregiver to his 52 year old ill ridden mother.

he has been in seattle with his mother for 6 years after moving away from seoul at the age of 20 to get away from the short crime life he lived there and also to kind of get a fresh start after his father’s passing. his mother was paralyzed at the waist down and the event was most likely what led into her starting to get very mild dementia.

a little insight on his mom is that basically she is never seen without bogum although bogum can be seen without her. i like to believe she is pretty well known just because bogum likes to get her out to socialize with everyone, although what degree people know her is up to whoever. she is super sweet lady when she is focused and on track and loves to socialize, meet new people, and hang out anywhere with her son. bogum is her caretaker, basically, providing her with everything she needs in order to survive.

bogum projects an outward appearance and personality of a guy who is caring, kind, and would do almost anything for someone he likes or trusts. but he can also be that guy who kinda freaks you out if you catch him at the wrong time. overall he is definitely an everyday guy who just has these weird flaws. everyone can be kinda creepy at times (:

his “official” personality written on his stats page is this:

a living oxymoron. bogum can be the sweetest person you’ll meet and also the creepiest man you’ve ever been approached by. he has a winning smile and would help almost anyone in need, but also wouldn’t hesitate to let you know he can’t stand you or he doesn’t like you. most people might see bogum as a caring person given the devotion he has to his mother and he pushes his personality that way. bogum really is a kind person, he always will be, but he is also someone who could really care less. while he is outwardly sweet, it is also not very hard to catch him off guard. if you asked someone about him, they would probably say that he is a devoted individual, but there is something off about him that is hard to put a finger on.

he is pretty set in stone because i’ve wrote him a few times. he was 1000% inspired by investigation discovery ( i mean his url is from a show on there )  and you can check out some of his pages on his blog. he has a stats page and an insight page that explains stuff that might be more triggering. i might make him a plots page. idk. probably not bc im a mess jasldkf.

speaking of, some plots i would luuuuuv for him are past friends from hometown seoul, perhaps a best friend?, someone who thinks he is fishy, someone who helps take care of his mom, anyone who could be his neighbor could have a cute plot, one sided romances ( bogum is aromantic, please keep in mind ), and idk, really almost anything. i’m not too picky as long as you respect his occupation and sexuality.

also a lot of ppl tended to love having plots with his npc mom so i mean feel free i guess LMAO

i would also like to say that i know his occupation may be triggering and because of this i don’t plan on really writing anything too detailed out unless the mun is comfortable and it is tagged and under a read more (: i respect that nobody rlly wants this scary shit on their dash because i wouldn’t either if i wasn’t playing someone like this. please don’t let his occupation keep you from plotting with me though ; ~ ; there is so much more to him than his job. he doesn’t go out hitting people 24/7, he rlly leads a pretty normal life.

i can’t wait to plot with you guys !!!!!!  let’s fuckin’ go !

[hollamd]

A Rocky Beginning

Summary: Y/N is a normal anti-hero teen. She only kills the bad people to protect the good. Everything is going great until a certain spider tells her she’s the bad guy here.

Warnings: Sexual assault, guns (For like two secs but if that stuff bothers you in anyway please do not read!)

Word Count: 1704

Request: hello, i'm wondering if you can do a villain reader x spider man? reader has the of flight and earth power and she steals, but never kills. while fighting spiderman, he tries to convince her to use her powers for good. thank you!

A/N: Okay I hope you like this, and I gave her plant powers instead of flying (but she still was able to fly!!) I know you said she never kills, BUT she’s only killing the bad guys because she feels a need to protect the citizens. I know it’s not what you requested, I’m sorry but I still hope you like it! If you want me to rewrite I totally can! This took awhile to write and there could be a part two if you guys really like it! Thank you for reading and be sure to request some more xo

You were a good person, you really were. And you never meant for anyone to get hurt, the first time was just accident. You had great control over your powers, and only intended to use them for good. You wanted to save people, be a hero, and maybe even work alongside Spider-Man.

Those dreams were crushed a few weeks ago. Some guy tried to rob you of your backpack, which held your phone, your money, and a lot of other important things. When you fought back, the lowlife pulled a gun out and pointed it at you. You grew angry, and what happened next is something you won’t forget.

You pelted him with tiny rocks, pointed a sharpened piece of earth (like a spike), and then your other power revealed itself. The tiny weeds growing out from under the building next you suddenly grew taller, and wrapped itself around the man’s legs. He looked down in panic, and before he knew it, the planets were wrapped around his neck. The robber’s face began to turn blue, and he struggled to breathe. You knew you should stop, and even though you wanted to stop choking him, you couldn’t. His feet dangled as the plants lifted him higher in the area. His body fell limp, and your eyes widened in horror. You dropped him, and the plants receded to their prior state.

You crouched down over the man’s body, and carefully put your fingers to his neck. There was no pulse. You panicked, and your breath quickened. You swug  your backpack over your shoulder and hurried home. It took two whole days before you could stop shaking. You were only 15, and didn’t know how to handle the responsibility that came with having powers.

A few weeks later, you were walking home after a study session, when you heard a woman’s muffled screams. You sped up to a dark and inhabited alley, to see a man running his hand down her body. You grew angry again, and only angrier after his head turned towards. He smiled a wicked grin and said, “What’re ya lookin’ at?”

You outstretched your arms in front of you, hitting him with rock spikes. You continued to do so until one stabbed him in the chest. The woman didn’t think twice about running away, and you weren’t sure if she was thankful to be free… or afraid you.

With one look, you knew the man was dead. This time, you felt no remorse, but instead pride in cleaning up the streets of Queens. A piece of shit rapist like him didn’t deserve mercy… Or the murders, and you vowed to keep the good people, like the woman and yourself, safe. Spider-Man clearly wasn’t doing a good enough job.

From now on, you would venture out into Queens during the night time, and kill others to protect people. You didn’t think you had any other way to protect them.

To blend in with the dark, you wore black over-the-knee stockings, paired with some dirt-covered green converse. You wore black spandex shorts, and a long dark green shirt with two holes cut at the end of your sleeves for your thumbs. It wasn’t exactly high fashion or all techy like Spider-Man’s, but it got the job done and looked decent. In order to protect yourself, you wore a plain, black mask. Your hair was in a low pony to keep it out of your face.

You lifted a huge piece of rock from the ground, stepped on top of it, and raised it so that it levitated. This was how you got around; flying on a giant rock. Basically, this was your “patrol car.”

It was another humid summery night, and you were zooming around the city. You were about to turn the corner when you felt feet come into contact with your chest, sending you flying off your rock. You raised another rock out of the street, and caught yourself. You turned around to see a red and blue hero. Spider-Man.

Your mouth was opening without you realizing it. “Oh my God, you’re Spider-Man! This is so cool!”

He seemed confused for a moment and just looked around. He mumbled something, but you couldn’t hear what he said. “What did you say?” You yelled at him, with a frown on your face.

Spider-Man audibly sighed. “I said, that’s not why I came here.” And before you knew it, he shot a web at your feet. You were now stuck to your rock. “That was a lot easier than I thought.” He said, and you could practically hear the grin in his voice.

You rolled your eyes. “Really?”

“Hey I’m sorry but—”

He was interrupted by your rock levitating higher into the air. You might have not been able to move your feet, but you still had your powers.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me!” He shouted from below you, causing you to laugh. You motioned your arm causing a little spike to break off your transportation rock. You quickly sliced the web. You floated back down, and stepped off right in front of Spider-Man.

“Why did you do that?” You whined. You only wanted to be friends with him. Instead of responding to your question he sent another web your direction, which you of course blocked with a rock. “I really didn’t want it to be like this. I was such a big fan!” You shook your head. You raised your arms up, causing the little plants scattered around you to shoot up, and wrap around his arms.

“What the fuck…” He mumbled. Spider-Man grabbed hold of the weeds wrapped around him even more, and then pulled them down, ripping their roots out of the ground.

“Hey!” You shouted angrily at him. “Why did you kill the plants!?”

“I have a better question for you; Why did you kill the people?” He shouted back at you, webbing up onto a lamp post, swinging around to kick you in the head. You fell backward, and rubbed your head in pain.

“You mean the rapists, and murders? I think it’s pretty self-explanatory.” You sneered at him. You weren’t the bad guy here, so why was he treating you as one? You both stood across each other from the road.

“Look, I know they’re bad, but you can’t just go killing people!”

“I can and I will!” You said, as you shot him up in the air on a flying rock. He started yelling as the rock shot up rapidly, and before you knew it, he wrapped one of his stupid webs around your foot. You flew up with him, and screamed along with him. The rock was up pretty high before it started falling. You struggled to grab ahold of the piece of earth with powers.

“Hey uhhh Rockie? Might wanna stop this thing!” You could hear him yell despite the wind roaring in your ears.

“I-I can’t!” You stammered. The ground got closer and closer, and you squeezed your eyes shut bracing yourself for a painful impact. You waited and waited, but never felt anything. You opened your eyes to see Spider-Man holding onto the ledge of a building you must’ve passed on your way down. He had a web attached to your hand.

Spider-Man climbed up onto the roof, and slowly pulled you up. You came face to face with him, and your feet dangled over the ledge. You feared he would have no mercy on you, just as you hadn’t with the people you killed. “If you’re gonna drop me, do it already.”

There was a silence, before he webbed your feet together and hands to your sides, finally pulling you over the ledge. “That’s the difference between you and me; I don’t kill.”

You fell on the roof with a thud as he dropped you. You could tell that was gonna leave a few bruises… You sat up and sighed as there was no way getting out of this. You couldn’t move your hands, and there was no way of running. Tears trickled down your face as you awaited your fate.

“Now, what am I gonna do with you…” He tapped his foot, thinking. “Oh yeah, your mask. Gotta take that thing off.” He bent down and pulled your black mask off of your face, revealing your tear stained cheeks. You looked down at the ground. “You’re… You’re just a kid.” Spider-Man mumbled.

“What does the mean?” You seethed, snapping your head up. He stood back up, and you could tell he was thinking deeply. Before you knew it, he reached and ripped his mask off, too. You were in awe to see a young boy, around your age. Not to mention… That boy was hot.

Your cheeks turned pink as he held eye contact with you. You were embarrassed for crying in front of him, but you were just so scared. “Look okay, I’m not a bad person…” You said quietly.

The boy sat down next to you. “Then why did you kill six people?”

You shook your head, as more tears began to form in your eyes. “They were hurting other people. A few I caught standing over a dead body… Or some poor girl screaming in the alleyway… I never wanted to hurt anyone, only protect them. I didn’t know how else to do it okay?” You pleaded.

The boy sighed. “Maybe Mr. Stark can help you, if you promise to be good…”

Your heart was beating in your chest, and you gulped. “I—Of course…” You murmured as he was staring at you.

The boy beamed at you, and you could tell he was hopeful for you. “I’ll call him right now, you can be like my partner or something! Your powers were awesome with the rock thingy and—” He stopped as he realized he was rambling. It really warmed your heart to see him believe in you and open up to you so quickly. “I’m Peter by the way!” He outstretched his hand, and then realized you were still webbed up. “Oh right… Sorry.”

You let out a small laugh despite the anxiety the situation caused you. You smiled a small, friendly smile and said, “I’m Y/N!”

Masterlist

[wasabi-duck]

bad boy jungkook

wow i can't believe i haven't done this au before

actually i can because i never do anything right

while reading this please listen to bad boy by cascada thank you

okay so jungkook isn't your usual bad boy stereotype

mostly because he's still pretty young

like most people think bad boys and they think motorcycle gangs

jungkook hasn't gotten his license yet

BUT he does have a keychain with skull (persona 5 skull uhhh) keychain and he thinks it makes him look cool

nah jungkook hangs with kids his age or a little older than him and they're known around town as being a group of wild ruffians

like picture this

jungkook had snake bites?? and an eyebrow piercing

his gauges are always in and he numerous other piercings in his ears including a helix

although young, he still has a few tattoos, to include a set of coordinates on his upper arm area (right below his elbow on the inside of his arm)

and then a butterfly behind his left ear

he keeps his hair black and parts it down the middle slightly (so imagine war of hormone hair my dudes)

he's always wearing his black ripped skinnies and if he's not it's because he's wearing boxers to bed

i looked up bad boys online and it's a bunch of generic white men who aren't even attractive so like that's not helping

jungkook wears a lot of band shirts and they're always a little too small so they can show off his muscles

sometimes he wears one of those basic leather jackets but not really because the one he wears is yoongi’s and it's way too small for him

he does have a bomber jacket, a black one, that he wears quite often though

his go to shoes are doc martens, the shiny black ones, or the matte maroon ones and he never changes that ever

rumor has it that he also carries one of those baseball bats around too and people say it's to break in windows and other juvenile delinquent activities

you've never met him yet though, despite being somewhat close in age

tbh you wonder if he's actually real because people do a whole lot of talking about him but is there proof??

you think not

he's probably like the town cryptid

which means that people wanna be him, find him, or-

anyway

you're at work one day when you first see him

you don't actually know it's him though

it's super late at night, as in like ten minutes to closing so you're not really expecting any customers

this kid comes in though, ripped as hell and you can't help but stare

because this kid has to be like twenty why is he in toys r us??

is he an uncle? a cousin? a dad? a child at heart?!

you don't know, and you find the whole situation fascinating, especially consider the piercings in his face and the chains hanging off his belt loop

but alas, you're only a cashier so you can't exactly pay attention to him when he wanders off into the numerous aisles

you almost wanna go up and tell him that toys r us is bankrupt and that he could probably get a better deal elsewhere like idk amazon

but you can't leave so you wait

it only has to be ten minutes and he comes back towards the front, holding this giant toon link doll in his arms

the thing has to be over a foot tall

this boy is just hugging it to his chest and he's smiling to himself and he's so cute?? he looks like an overgrown bunny??

you pray to god he comes to your register and guess what

he does

who saw that coming

as he approaches the register, he looks almost a little nervous ?

he doesn't make eye contact with you, and when you give your mandatory “hi, did you find everything you needed today?” he just give a curt nod

you shrug it off though because he's just a stranger that you'll probably never ever interact with again

but then he blurts out “you're not gonna tell anyone right?”

“i'm gonna do what now”

“it'll ruin my image”

“what image.”

his brows furrow

“am i supposed to know you”

jungkook doesn't know whether to be amused or somewhat offended

“you're kidding me right?” he rests his elbow on the counter right near the credit card swiper

you roll your eyes “uh no? i don't know who you are.”

jungkook leans in closer now, a smirk tugging at his lips

he's probably like five inches from your face now

“are you positive?”

you two are just staring at each other and it's so intense like he won't look away but it's almost like a challenge so you can't be the first to look away either and it's been like five seconds now

but then your manager comes over the loud speaker intercom thing?? “attention we will be closing in five minutes, again, please note we will be closing in five minutes”

you and jungkook both glance up at the ceiling, and then when you look down again, you find he's no longer staring at you

you're kind of disappointed and that freaks you out

you put his plushie into a bag, and hand it over to him “have a nice night.”

“wait-” he frowns. “you don't know who i am yet.”

“i don't think i will.” you giggle

jungkook blushes faintly at the sound of your laugh

“i'll come back in a week to buy happiness…” he grabs the bag, beginning to walk out the door. “tell me if you know then, okay?”

and with that, he's out the door

you blink, unsure of what to think at all

the next day, you describe the situation to one of the other cashiers

“wait wait wait-” he shakes his head. “did he have like… piercings under his lips and some tattoos?? probably had like… a simple plan shirt on?”

“actually it was linkin park but that sounds right.”

the other cashier just stares and you think maybe he's dying or something because he's not moving or speaking??

“that's jungkook.” he says slowly. his voice gets a louder, more excited. “oh my god you actually met jeon jungkook, oh my god-”

“wait you mean cryptid boy?!”

“uh i think?? he's just i dunno… the hottest guy on the face of this planet, how are you so lucky?!”

you shrug but you're blushing hard because he's right…

jungkook is seriously the most handsome person you've ever seen in your entire life and you hate to admit it but you can't stop thinking about him…

you wonder if he's really gonna come back just to see you

but you see him again before that

it's late at night again

not super late, probably eight thirty

you're walking home from work

your boss let you go home early because toys r us and their bankrupt asses don't wanna pay their workers for a full shift

you're walking home okay and you have a nice hot chocolate in your hands and it's cold and dark outside

you're almost home, just in the neighborhoods in your development

and you hear someone? someone familiar?

you stop, then stare because standing there, in front of someone's townhouse, halfway up a tree, is jungkook

he's wearing a black beanie this time and it's so nice on him

you might just die

but he also might die because he looks like he could possibly fall out of the tree

“hey jungkook, you should get down.” you call out. “you might fall and hurt yourself,”

jungkook turns around, obviously confused

he sees you and he waves, but then loses his balance and nearly falls down the trunk

you race over

“what are you doing?! is this even your house?! you're going to hurt yourself!!” you scold him

“i'm uh… doing stuff in this tree?”

“like what?”

“saving yoongi’s cat because yoongi is scared to climb the tree because one time jin fell out of one and broke his arm and now yoongi is scared but his cat is stuck and-”

“aren't you supposed to be a bad boy?” you shove your hands into your pockets. “do bad boys save cats and buy plushies?”

“okay first of all, rude, second of all, i am a bad boy and i do bad boy things, third of all… when'd you find out?”

“one of the guys at work gushed about you the next morning.”

“well i am pretty good-looking…”

you laugh and roll your eyes

jungkook sticks his tongue out at you

but then you’re both cut off by an annoyed meow, and jungkook turns just a little bit to show you a super super chubby scottish fold in his arms

slowly, he climbs down

“got ‘em.”

you coo, and run over to rub the top of the cat’s head

it purrs immediately and jungkook pouts because in his rescue attempt, the little demon scratched his face

and you notice that soon

“oh my god jungkook, you’re bleeding!!”

“it’s nothing.”

“it could get seriously infected!”

“bad boys don’t get infections”

you roll your eyes and pull a tissue from your drawstring work bag, then dab the wound gingerly

when you’re done with that, you grab a bandaid from the bag and press it to the cut

“you better get this checked out tomorrow,” you warn. “or it might get seriously infected.”

“if you kiss it better, i wouldn’t have to worry about that.”

“oh my god.”

but jungkook laughs, but then he asks your name, because you know him but he doesn’t know you, and that isn’t fair

and after you two bring the cat back to yoongi (who just looks between the two of you with a confused furrow of the brows)

jungkook offers to walk home with you

“should i let such a notorious bad boy know where i live?” you tease

“um… yes so i can come and throw rocks at your window and take you out to see the city at night sooner or later.” he answers quite bluntly and now you’re blushing heavily

“well okay then…”

it’s like nine at this point and it’s cold, and you shiver a bit and jungkook isn’t having it

he’s wearing the bomber that day, and without saying a word, he slips it off and drapes it over your shoulders

you blink, then stop in your tracks, looking up at him

he shrugs and shoves his hands into his pockets, avoiding eye-contact

he walks you home, and you two talk, a lot, about anything and everything that crosses your minds

and when you make it up to your front step, you’re reluctant to head inside

jungkook seems unwilling to go too, because he just stands there, with you on the porch

“hey… i’m off tomorrow, just drop by then.” you say slowly. “anytime.”

jungkook smiles brightly “cool, i will”

he turns on his heel, and you pull your keys from your bag, the both of you going your separate ways

you head inside, lock the door behind you, then head upstairs to your room

you sigh, sitting on your bed, thinking of how the night played out, and kind of wishing it hadn’t ended so soon

but then

there’s this faint knocking

at first you wonder if you’re hearing things, but then it starts happening more often, and there’s definitely something going on

you rush over to your window and lift the shades

to see jungkook there, throwing rocks at your window

you stare down at him, and then yank open the window “what are you doing!?”

“taking you out for the city night life tour duh.”

you put your hand over your mouth to hide your growing smile

you hurriedly race back downstairs, then lock the door as soon as you’re outside

jungkook smirks “someone was eager”

but he takes your hand (and you think it fits just perfect in his), and he starts talking about all the places he’s gonna have to show you, like the skate park with all of his really cute graffiti, and then seokjin’s restaurant which is open late, and then down to the park so he can show you where he accidentally broke some historic tree branch off from trying to swing on it--

and at every stop, he makes sure to take pictures of the two of you, for the memories

and then he asks for your number, so he can send them all to you…

and maybe just maybe he takes you this bridge overlooking a small pond in the park and the moon is reflecting on the water, and he loves it because it’s the perfect venue to kiss your pretty lips-

the end :’)

[smashbuddies]

Love Bites: Pt. 3

Since the day Daniel decided to give the whole boyfriend thing a chance, Snail had gotten even more clingy and affectionate. And maybe just a bit more infuriating. Mostly because their aggressiveness toward anyone who came near the house increased at least tenfold. Especially when the full moon was approaching.

Daniel grabbed the newly arrived mail, all too aware of Snail growling in the window. He had a nice, quick chat with the mailman, then went inside so he could look at the bills he just got. And of course, Snail got all over him.

“That guy’s trying to get in your pants,” they said bitterly, arms wrapped around his waist. “He needs to back off. You’re mine.”

He hummed in agreement, only half listening to him.

“Next time he comes here, I’m gonna fight him,” they said. Their fur tickled him while they pressed light kisses to his neck. “Or chase him off. Whatever works.”

A shiver went down Daniel’s spine, and he let out a huff because it was too hard to concentrate with them being a pain in his ass like this. “Snail,” he chastised, “he just comes here to deliver the mail. Like these bills. And you know, if I don’t get them, I can’t pay them off. And if I can’t pay them off, then we’ll both have to live in the fucking park like beasts.”

They let go of him and grumbled under their breath, “I just don’t want him trying to deliver any packages. That’s my job!”

“The only things he gives me make me say oh fuck for all the wrong reasons, trust me,” he muttered, making his way to his office.

Snail trailed closely behind him. “Well, you haven’t even let me make you say it for all the right reasons yet.”

Right. That was something he might’ve been avoiding. He liked Snail, certainly. And he found them really attractive. But that was kind of the problem. It was a realization he didn’t want to admit.

He was a goddamn furry fucker. And really, his pride couldn’t handle that quite yet.

“Well, you know how busy I am.” He sat down at his desk and pointedly grabbed a pen and his reading glasses. “I spend all day at work, deal with that stress, come home, work some more by writing my scripts, finally get to unwind, and by the time I’m content enough to even think about sex, I’m exhausted.”

They pouted at him and asked, “What about weekends? We have all the spare time in the world then.”

“Weekends are prime script-writing time,” he explained. Water bill, paid. Mortgage, paid. “And that’s when I run all my errands. Sorry, but there’s just too much on my plate for it.”

Huffing, they dramatically put their elbows on his desk and rested their head in their hands. Then after a moment of staring at him, they said, “I thought vampires have perfect eyesight? Why’re you wearing glasses?”

Well, at least he didn’t have to change the subject.

“Some vampires do,” he answered, glancing up at them. “But not me.”

“Oh.”

Thankfully, that was the end of that. Snail went off to do whatever it is they did when he couldn’t pay attention to him, and he was left to his devices. Paying bills, then working on a script. Maybe he was just trying to distract himself. It worked pretty well, and before he knew it night had fallen.

And the full moon had risen.

He heard the tell-tale howl, and soon after Snail bounded right into his office, fully transformed. Daniel gave them an idle pat on the head while their tail thumped against his desk over and over and over again.

Unfortunately, they decided that wasn’t enough, and straight up knocked his chair over so they could pin him down and lick all over his face. He sputtered and tried pushing them off, because for fuck’s sake this was a little too much, even for them.

“Snail, calm down!”

That only got them even more hyped. They plopped themself right down on him, effectively saying, “I’m not moving a fucking inch, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Wonderful.

“This is revenge, isn’t it?” he asked, glaring at them. It still wasn’t clear exactly how much they could comprehend when they were like this, but really, they couldn’t get too much more dumb.

They only stared at him.

“You’re an ass.”

With them on him like this, all he could do was scratch behind their ears, just how they liked. As soon as he started, they got this goofy wolf grin on their face and let their tongue loll out of their mouth. Daniel grinned to himself, moving his hands down to their neck to give them some good scratches there.

Soon enough, they gave up on keeping him pinned in order to roll onto their back, eager for some belly rubs. He sat up so he could kneel beside them and deliver, giving their twitchy leg a wide berth.

“So much for revenge, huh?” he teased under his breath, knowing they wouldn’t care enough to listen.

After a minute or two of that, he let up and got to his feet. They whined, giving him the most pathetic look he’d ever seen.

“Maybe later,” he promised, setting his chair upright and taking a seat once more. “For now, I’ve got things to do.”

Another whine, only to be cut off suddenly. They scrambled to their feet, head cocked to one side, stiff as a board. Then with a very pissed off growl, they made a mad dash out of the room.

“Snail!” Daniel called out, easing back into his working rhythm. He couldn’t be bothered to get up right now. “C’mon, I don’t need you waking up the entire fucking neighborhood! Get back and sleep or something!”

More growls and even a howl answered him. There was the sound of scratching, followed by a very loud crash.

That couldn’t be ignored. He ran to the source of the sound, and couldn’t believe his eyes.

That son of a bitch broke down his fucking door, and was now running loose about the neighborhood. God, this could only end terribly. And he wouldn’t be able to keep up on foot.

Guess he’d just have to take to the skies.

Turning into a bat was always just a tad painful. That was a given considering he was condensing his tall, lanky-ass self into one foot of fur and wings. Especially since he didn’t use this ability often. And of course, he had to leave his clothes right there, which was still strange to him, but he had more pressing matters at hand.

He flew up high enough to see a good chunk of the neighborhood, eyes peeled for Snail. But everything kind of blurred together, the only things he could distinctly see were houses and lights. It was an effort in futility.

“You furry fuck, where the hell are you!?”

Thank goodness for echolocation. He pinpointed a large mass just a few streets over from the house. In a flash he flew down there, and sure enough, there was Snail, growling and pacing in front of some random house. Like they were waiting for someone to come out and fall victim to their jaws.

“What the hell has gotten into you?” he asked, moving right in front of them and glaring hard. “You know you’re supposed to stay inside-”

Snap!

He barely avoided their sharp teeth. Well, that was definitely not okay.

“For fuck’s sake, Snail!”

They growled and leaned down on their haunches. Almost as if they didn’t understand him. Which, well, made a little sense. Maybe all they heard was stupid fucking bat screeching. But he could probably use this to his advantage.

“Alright, I’m taking you home right now!” Daniel said, moving just high enough to stay out of their reach. “C’mon, you prick. We don’t have all night.”

It was easier than he thought to lure them back to the house. And of course, he used the opportunity this language barrier presented to yell all kinds of shit at them. Secrets, curses, what have you. It was almost like therapy- for the asshole who can’t use healthy coping mechanisms.

As soon as they were both inside, he tried turning back. But a pair of snapping teeth kinda interrupted him. Thankfully, he managed to dodge them again, but his luck was sure to run out soon.

Fucking hell.

He took refuge on the dining room chandelier, biting out a curse. They paced below him, lips pulled back into a snarl. Hanging upside down, he wrapped his wings around himself and stuck his tongue out at them.

“Can’t use me as your chew toy now, can you? Dick.”

Eventually, they laid down, head resting on their paws and eyes glued to him. Every move he made was halted by a warning growl. And the two of them stayed at an impasse.

All. Night. Long.

Once the sun rose, Snail turned back into their normal self, groaning as they tried to regain their focus. They blinked several times, looking around and calling out, “Daniel?”

He dropped down behind then and turned back too, eyelids heavy with exhaustion. “You’re a fucking asshole, and I hope you know that.”

Eyes lit up, they whipped around and pulled him into their arms, babbling on, “Oh thank god, you won’t believe the crazy fucking night I had. Like first-”

“No, no, let me guess,” he muttered bitterly, glaring at them. “First, you broke down my goddamn door and took off into the night like some sort of crazed maniac. Then you tormented and stalked one of our neighbors until a bat caught your attention. And after you promptly tried to kill it, you followed it back here where the two of you stared each other down all night instead of sleeping like normal goddamn people.”

They blinked. “Uh… Yeah. How’d you know?”

Oh my god, they couldn’t be this dense. But this was Snail, so of course they were.

“I was the bat,” he said through clenched teeth. And then, realizing that they were both very naked and pressed right up against each other, he bit out, all red-faced, “Put me down! I need to get my clothes back on!”

Thankfully, they listened and set him down, eyes quickly checking him out before firmly resting on his face. “Uhhh, I’m pretty sure you’re not a bat, Daniel.”

“It’s a vampire thing!” he hissed, quickly making his way to the front door to snag his clothes and get dressed. Honestly, he was too tired to give a fuck about anyone seeing this disaster of a situation. “Vampires can turn into bats! That’s fucking basic knowledge!”

Oh, and they finally looked ashamed of themself for once. “Oh,” they mumbled, eyes glued to the ground, “sorry for trying to eat you, then.”

Daniel let out an exasperated sigh. “It’s fine. But good god, Snail, why the fuck did you flip out like that anyway?”

That only made them shrink in on themself. “I heard someone passing by the house,” they admitted. “And I thought they were gonna try to pull a move on you now that I was all transformed and shit.”

Of course.

“Look, I don’t have the patience to deal with your jealousy bullshit right now,” he said with a pointed glare. Then he pulled them close and planted a kiss right on their lips. “So let me get it through your thick fucking skull. I like you. I’m yours. Good god, I chased you down and risked my life just to bring you home!”

They looked like they were in absolute bliss. And maybe just a bit too dazed for words.

“So next time you hear someone near the house,” he continued more softly, looking at them with as much love as he could bring forth, “just know that I don’t give a single flying fuck about them. I care about you. And only you. Okay?”

For a long moment, they just stood there. And he got worried that maybe he went a little too sappy. But then he found his world quickly spinning around as Snail pulled him into a dip and kissed him passionately. It didn’t last too long, but it still left him feeling all pleasant and tingly. Like a nice warm fire had started up in his chest.

“You better,” they said- rather unromantically, to be honest- with a big grin on their face. “No one can touch my Daniel but me.”

He rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help but to grin too. “They sure can’t. And you know what? Maybe after I take you to the mall and get you some actual clothes tomorrow besides those rags you call shorts, I’ll even let you do some touching. Sound good?”

Their ears perked up and their tail started wagging like crazy. “Hell yeah, it does! Baby, I’m gonna rock your fucking world, trust me!” They leaned in close and waggled their eyebrows, voice low as they said huskily. “You won’t even be able to think of anyone else’s dick but mine.”

With a snort, he shoved them away and straightened himself out. No, that didn’t turn him on in the least. “Don’t get to excited,” he warned, taking a second to yawn. “You have to wait until tomorrow. ‘Cause today, all I’m gonna do is relax, catch up on my beauty sleep, and get someone to fix the door.”