#what does the c stand for hmmm... could it be...

[domistique]

everyone's drawings of girl charles in taylor's dress were so beautiful i had to draw boy charles!!! yes this is the fia gala. all the old men are killed instantly

[evilminji]

Okay! Back with THIS Because it hasn't left me alone!

I can? So clearly see it?

The System, arbiter of what Is and Is Not narratively satisfying. Watching through the back of OCs eyes, as it has been, the entire fucking time. Rarely chiming in. Because they, The System (both plural and the Organization), have been running different scenarios with this particular Story. Different Transmigrators and set ups.

Because of the wildly unusual... success? Outlier? The freak Event™ with that Shen Qingqui stand in. (It was CRAZY, man.)

Whole thing got bumped over to R&D, which is here, for Professional Poking At™. And let me TELL ya! There has been some WILD reactions! Half these characters go "hmmm... I have decided to BURN THE WORLD DOWN" at the drop of a hat!

Fascinating~! ( o O-O)c/ *scribbles notes*

Which? Leads to That Moment™. The Moment Luo Binghe goes Too Far, narratively, to retain his Hero title. Even within the loose bounds of a Stalion Protagonist. All? WHILE THE SYSTEM IS WATCHING.

Because it's ONE thing? To return "a hundred fold" an ill done against you. Even if, in reality, that is WILDLY disproportionate. Horrifically so. It breaks hands for minor bruises. Burns homes, for insults payed by children. Creates ugliness in a world that desperately does not need more of it.

However? Oc? Narratively? Was off on her Peak. Nothing but KIND every time they crossed paths. A distant, coveted, elder sister like figure. Stopped bullies, healed wounds, hurt no one. By his own Narrative "rules"? She should be untouchable.

If he was acting like a Protagonist.

But a fall from grace? The tragedy of a good man, corrupted by the cycle of abuse and the legendary Heart Demon Sword Xin Mo? A VILLIAN made of "what could have been" and "our sins come back to haunt us"? Oh~ how the world was Never FAIR! Never KIND! Look how he lashes out!!

Better reassign him. How INTERESTING.

Good thing there's always a BACK UP. All they got to do? Is pop Gongyi Xiao into the Role! And there we go! Huh. Would you look at that. Whole thing got so much more stable. Bit more generic, yes, but he IS an everyman sort. And the supporting cast makes up for it! Look how much MORE can be supported! Fascinating~

Like? Suddenly Tianlang-jun is getting out from under that mountain. Because he's no longer blocked by the "we can't have someone Stronger then the Protagonist"! Cause there's LOTS of cultivators stronger then Gongyi! He's still learning! Growing! That's not the POINT of his journey.

And? Gongyi? Looks a hell of a lot like Binghe. Who? Looks damn near identical?? To his mom. It's one of the horrifying Truth's Gongyi will discover about his Sect and Sect Leader! The man's sick obsession with the honorable Miss Su Xiyan. Whom he resembles.

Imagine.

Being Tianlang-jun. And the boy who helps frees you? Not the sick dog that is your son. A living manifestation of everything that went wrong, there at the end. But... a boy. Proud and honorable. With his vicious little girlfriend. Like all the parts of Su Xiyan you fell in love with, before it all fell apart.

That vicious little thing, the daughter of the man who coveted your wife. So sickened by him, she proclaims she HAS no father. Ha ha... well, now. You know what? Can't have a wedding without someone to give such a vicious little princess away! Call me, father, brat. For I have no son. Just a nephew.

Cause? Little palace mistress? Spending this whole ass time? Learning to be Less Of A Bitch... An Asshole... uuuuh, mean. She's... working on it! Okay!? It's... it's a LOT to unlearn. Her first instinct is to hit people! Sneer and insult the "rabble". She... she KNOWS better. Intellectually. But it's... it's so ingrained.

Gongyi helps. A LOT. And maybe? She makes... friends? Like... not "oh you follow me because you fear me or want Fathers power/money" but like? Actually LIKE me as a person friends! It's wild! She learns to cook... a few things.... sorta...

They didn't burn.

Gongyi ate them! So it couldn't have been THAT bad! She Cooked!! Shut UP!!!!!

She even touched a snake! And DIDN'T kill it! Even though it was gross and scared her! Gongyi caught it. And held it very still. So she could touch it with just one finger. And? Not AS gross as she thought. Not slimy at all! In fact? Surprisingly sweet. She bravely put it back in the bushes. Because they are more scared of us then we are of them!

Turns out it was a Demon, though. Who is now her brother.

Who is FAR to soft. Honestly! How he survived without her to protect him? A miracle. Surely bullied every day. General, her ASS. Hmmph! *proceeds to lovingly bully her new family, much to the approval of demons everywhere*

And like? With the lose of Protagonist statue? Comes the lose of the aura that protected him. Binghe goes FULL Bingge. Xin Mo has a FEILD DAY. It's the God damn SHINING up in this palace. Wakin up to that man standing over OC with his FUCKIN CURSED SWORD and glowing eyes in the dark, despite the fact that she barred and sealed the door with like fifteen different arrays. Not even blinking. Just... a set of red, glowing, eyes and that fucking mark.

Sweet Merciful FUCK™

Could... could you NOT? This is horrifying, dude. She'd ask if you were GOOD but... like... you're clearly NOT. Please Cease at once.

Like? Mobei-jun is regretting everything. Barely holding his lands together under this mad man. Shang Qinghua is too busy using his actually relevant "how to keep yourself alive under an unstable Demon far stronger then you" expertise for the good of his King to... you know... escape. Not that any of them COULD.

Crazy pants over here would fucking FIND them.

Ha ha.... oh god, this is hell, isn't it?

But hey! At least Mobei-jun, who isn't an idiot, is like "waaaait a second. This advice is familiar... was... was I the unstable demon?" *customer service smile* "fuck™. No Wonder you keep trying to leave and betray me. This is awful. I was a paranoid little shit of a child, I will try to do better." "I accept bribes?" "I can do bribes." "Deal, my king."

All while? Cang Qiong Mountain Sect is LOSING THEIR SHIT. Their Talismans (etc) Peak Lord? Feral. Foaming at the mouth. Where??! Is his BABY!? His PRIZED Disciple!? His PRIDE AND JOY!? Off being MOLESTED by some DEMON SCUM! Kidnapped! Absconded with!! Look at his Head Disciple! They are IN TEARS!

Shen Jiu? Seething. Should have killed the little fucker when he HAD THE CHANCE. Did he KNOW he was a demon? No. But that irrelevant! He actually LIKED that Disciple! And the beast STOLE her to do gods only knows WHAT sort of depraved things to her! We should kill him. We should kill EVERYTHING.

(He is SO CALM.)

Old Palace Master probably dragging his feet. Making this about him. Other Sect quibbling. No doubt there's a ballad about the Noble Sacrifice of Maiden Oc to stop the Dread Demon Binghe (who tricked us all). She's gonna hate it. Never be able to escape it. Everyone and their brother is gonna ASSUME shit. Where the fuck is that virginity testing sword?! He was creepy AF and trapped me in his castle! He didn't-!

Don't worry! Says local Troll, Tianlang-jun. I will take responsibility for my son's terrible, terrible crimes! By killing him and marrying you! Thus making you an honest and honorable woman! >:3 *can legit tell nothing has happened, but lives for The Drama and has over a decade to make up for*

MOTHER FUCKER!

*everyone else is losing their minds, insisting that NO, it should be one of the present Honored Cultivators. Don't Worry Oc! It's gonna be okay!* (why the FUCK do ya'll even assume she...! *Sigh* you know what? Fine. Sure. I'll deal with this later...)

@mayfay @legitimatesatanspawn @babbling-babull @spidori @hdgnj @leftnotright

[cumulo-ghoulll]

Frater Imperator HC

(he hates Perpetua's album)

Peacefield

"Alright, Aether, I'm going to listen to this hyped up shit!"

"Alrighty, what's this first one? Peacefield? Sounds dreadful already."

*choir starts* "wait, i recognise that voice. IS THAT SALEM JR? WHAT A LITTLE SNAKE! I GAVE HIM RAVIOLI ON HIS 10TH BIRTHDAY AND THIS IS HOW HE REPAYS ME? BY SINGING ON MY BROTHER'S SHITTY ALBUM?"

"It is his job, C. He is the clergy choir's best soprano."

"I DO NOT CARE AETHER! WHY HAS THE WHOLE JUNIOR CHOIR STABBED ME IN THE BACK??"

"It is literally their job. I don't know what to tell you, Papa . . ."

*first verse starts* "'its not over yet'? What a shame, my ears are bleeding already. 'this is what dreams are made of'? more like nightmares! amiright Aeth? Hehehe!

*chorus* "'a black moon over the peacefield'? Aether! He copied my song! This is a blatant forgery of Hunter's Moon! He just changed the type of moon! See, he can't even write an original song!"

"Papa, it's not theft just because he mentioned a moon? Primo sang, 'a moon shone bright above her trial' in Stand By Him, and Secondo sang, 'the moon is full and shines an evil, blinding light' so they could say you copied them!"

"Whose side are you on, Aether?"

"The guitar solo's good, I guess."

"And the keyboard solo."

"Basically, any part where that fucking V isn't singing is good."

"Ah, finally! The outro! Almost done, thank the dark lord!"

"Bit repetitive hey, Aeth?"

"Quite catchy though, Papa?"

"Whose side are you on, Aether? Seriously?"

Lachryma

"Hmmm, the intro is okay. I guess."

"'like a vampire should ' you know he's not a vampire, right? He's just some poser who thinks he's a Dracula! Unbelievable.

"Copia, do you not also remember your vampire phase during Prequelle?"

"Whose side are you on? I was a better vampire anyway."

"'i can never run and i cannot hide' i wish he would run and hide so i didn't have to see his face again. Hmmph."

"'im done crying' what a whiny loser! I can't stand this guy, how do the fans even like him? All he does is complain!"

"'over someone like you' ME? OH HE SO WROTE THIS ABOUT ME! AETHER CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS GUY?? GET OVER YOURSELF."

"I don't think he wrote about you in particular, C . . ."

"He definitely did, who else could it possibly about? It's not like he has any friends or anything."

"'im done!' Thank Satan, it's finally over! 2 down, 8 more to go. Lord give me strength."

Satanized

"' There's something inside me' hehe yea right! That loser's never had anything inside of him! The V in his name stands for virgin!"

"I don't think that's what he means, C"

"Who's side are you on, Aether."

"'I should have known not to give in' he should have known not to release this shitty album!

"'Im satanized!' I'm getting a headache, never mind getting satanized!"

"You have to admit, it's a pretty good song though!"

"It's alright. Obviously, if I sang it, it would sound heaps better but I guess it's fine."

"Wait a minute. IS THAT CORINTHIANS 6:19?? WHY WOULD HE PUT SUCH WORDS INTO A SONG ABOUT OUR DARK MASTER? WHO LET HIM RELEASE THIS SONG? IT HURTS! IT'S BURNING MY EARS!"

"I can't believe this guy! How have the siblings of sin been singing this song all week when it has such heinous lyrics!"

"'I have begged God for the remedy' there's no way this guy is a true Emeritus! Why is he singing about our Dark Lord's enemy?"

"You do realise he's not singing in first person, right? He's singing from the perspective of the monk in the music video? You did know that right?"

"Seriously, whose side are you on Aether?"

Guiding Lights

"Ah, so this is meant to be the one to make me cry, huh? Well, not a single tear shall fall my eye, Aether! Not a single one!"

"Oh yeah, of course, couldn't make me cry either!" *already wiping a tear from his eye*

"Who even likes sad songs away? I never wrote any, and that why people love me! I'm always happy, me!"

"Life Eternal? Darkness At The Heart Of My Love? Some could even argue the end of Respite On The Spitalfields is sad at the end. . ."

"What even are these lyrics? 'the road that leads to nowhere is long'? How creative!"

"The guitar solo is pretty good, I'll give him that. It's only because Dew's playing it. Even if V wrote it, i dont care."

De Profundis Borealis

"Damn this ones good, eh C?"

"It's okay, I guess. Would you stop tapping your foot? You're getting too into it, it's not that good!"

"You have to admit, it is quite catchy!"

"Seriously, Aether? Whose side are you on??"

"'And a glow within you dies' I wish the glow inside him would die so he'd step down and i could be frontman again."

"Is Mountain not exhausted? This sounds really repetitive for him? Someone needs to write my poor ghouls some better parts."

"Mount told me he had a whale of a time recording this one. The whole pack really like this one apparently!"

"Oh great! So they're all turning their back on me, huh?"

"It is quite fun to play."

"You've learned it already? Traitor!"

"Phantom gave me the tabs! I couldn't help but learn it!"

"Ugh, finally, we're at the end. Wait. IS THAT THE SENIOR CHOIR?? WHY HAS HE TAKEN BOTH THE JUNIOR AND SENIOR CHOIR FROM ME?? WHAT'S NEXT?? THE GHOUL CHOIR??"

"You do realise that the choirs are legally obligated to perform on an album if asked, they don't just sing at mass, C"

"WHAT THE HELL?!?!"

Cenotaph

"It's very jovial for a sad song, huh?"

"Just be quiet, Copia."

(*Copia and Aether sit and cry quietly to this, processing their own grief*)

Missilia Amori

"Ooh, this one will cheer you up, C!"

"I wasn't crying! I just had some dust, um hayfever. It's hayfever season isn't it? Some pollen just made my eyes itch, y'know?"

"'So you want out now, don't you, love?' Damn, so dramatic."

"Someone's obviously broken his heart . . ."

"Hehe what a loser, can't even hold down a relationship!"

"It's a good breakup song though, don't you think?"

"hmm I guess. Damn! I should have written a breakup song!"

"It's a bit late for that now, C"

"Don't remind me, Aeth!!"

"'excite me with your demise' ha yeah! That's what I'm saying! When can we get rid of this loser, eh?"

"'a man of faith is hard to find' well if he wants a good Satanist boyfriend he has the whole of the ministry to pick from . . ."

"C, i dont think thats what he meant. Also, he can't even get in the door."

"I may have locked him out on purpose. . ."

"'you showed me yours, I'll show you mine' what a pervert! Unbelievable, who even is this guy! He's only been on tour for less than a week and he's already too big for his stupid little boots!"

Marks Of The Evil One

"'Rides a steed, white' HES TALKING ABOUT MY HORSE, DEATH! I swear to Satan, if he's taken him on tour or for a stupid music video I'm going to go insane!"

"Death is still in his stable, I literally saw Cumulus sat with him this morning. Also, I think he's talking about the four horsemen, so the first one is Conquest, right?"

"'The fourth rider is Death, rides a steed, pale' well at least my horse got a mention.

"'the marks are spreading everywhere!' eww sounds like he's got a type of a disease. . . what a loser!

"I quite like this one actually, C!"

"Seriously, Aether! Whose side are you on??"

*singing along* "there! there! disciples of the evil one!"

"Okay! okay! It's not THAT good!"

"The guitar solos pretty good . . . again."

"V's pretty good at writing guitar solos, eh?"

"yeah well I could do better but, y'know, it's not bad for a beginner, I guess . . ."

"I like his voice in this one, it's a really catchy song, don't you think?"

"He sounds like a cat with the flu to me but sure . . ."

Umbra

"Ooh this one's gonna be good! I've heard people say it's the next Mummy Dust!"

"hmmm its okay . . . IS THAT A COWBELL?? IS COWBELL GHOUL BACK?"

"Yeah he came back from Scotland to play for the recording. Did you not see him around the other week?"

"Oh so not only is this fucking V taking my ghouls, my choir, my fans, my clothes, my songs, he's taking Terzo's ghoul too!! Next he'll want my rats! Unbelievable!!"

"'I put my love in you' ugh what a slut!"

"Shouldn't you be happy about that, Cardi? He is promoting lust to the masses?"

"Well yes but I hate it!"

"You can't hate something just because you're brother made it!"

"Yes I can! And I will!"

"Damn Cirrus and Dew going wild! At least the ghouls sound good! Can't say the same for fucking V!"

"There's so much cowbell!"

"I know! Isn't it awesome?!"

"Alright, alright, Aether. Just remember whose side you're on."

"this one's going on the gay sex playlist."

"What?"

"nothing."

Excelsis

"'it is the end' THANK THE LORD!

'"its the end of your sadness and pain' well it will be when this song's finally finished"

"'everybody leaves one day' Copia, just sit and listen to this one. I think you need to hear it."

*Copia silently cries through the rest of the song*

"'I am afraid of eternity, too.' You alright, C?"

"ahuh, hyeah. yup. just a little dust in my eye. damn hayfever again. *sniff*

"what do you rate the album out of 10?"

"3. It was shit."

"You cried twice!"

"Okay 6/10. And I didn't cry! I have allergies!"

"Sure."

"My albums were better though, right?"

"Sure, Copia."

[spirit-lanterns]

MILLION DOLLAR GIRL

synopsis: kafka wants to add you to her bounty.

featuring: kafka

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, strap on, pet names, sort of enemies to lovers, doggy style, hair pulling, catching feelings, mentions of one night stands, slight degradation, mockery, gro.ping, pretty wholesome even for a smut, not proofread.

art credits: what does the fox say

“For someone so whiny, you sure quiet down once I put some inches in you, hm?”

Kafka chuckles darkly at the sight of you all sprawled out on your bed, pounding away at your cunt with the dark purple strap on tied to her hips. You and Kafka had a complicated relationship, as your father wanted her dead, but you wanted her in your bed. Spewing a love-hate relationship between you two, as you couldn’t help but fall for the Stellaron Hunter’s charms, only to end up bent over your bed with her cock slamming into you.

“You came at the worst— nnngh…time…” you groaned, feeling her hips slap against your ass with the most brutal rhythm you’ve ever felt.

“I come whenever I want, sweet thing,” Kafka says nonchalantly, smacking a hand to your rear to keep you steady for her. “Your father will never catch me, he’ll never think to check his sweet little daughter’s room for a Stellaron Hunter…”

She delivers a particularly sharp thrust to your folds and you automatically collapse to your stomach. The fat tip of her cock pushing so deeply and making you moan with ecstasy. “Mmm, that’s a sound I love to hear,” Kafka chuckles, her deep and husky voice sending shivers down your spine. “You never disappoint, princess…”

You roll your eyes and grit your teeth, trying to get back up and prove her wrong. “Why did you even c-come here…it’s too dangerous, the whole ship is on lockdown.”  

“You think I’m afraid of a little risk, dear?” Kafka laughs, angling her hips so she could get you back down on your stomach. “You must not know me that well, then.”

You gasp when she grabs your hips and starts slamming back into you with enough force to knock the air out of your lungs. The thick, girthiness of her shaft proved too much for you to handle as you gripped your bedsheets to muffle your mouth from screaming. 

“Hmmm, that’s no good…” Kafka tuts, reaching a hand over to your scalp with tease. “I want to…hear you!” 

She suddenly yanks you up by the hair and you gasp from the sheer pain and pleasure you felt at that moment. “Oh! Kafka, fuck…!” You whimpered.

“There’s my girl…” she grins, licking her lips and having a grand ole time rutting into you. “Oh, I just wish I could see the look on your old man’s face when he finds out what I’m doing to you.”

She smirks at the thought and looks up at the ceiling with amusement. “To think his sworn enemy; me, was actually fucking his daughter in her bedroom this whole time…” she laughs and starts thrusting her cock even faster at the thought, getting turned on at the idea of ruining you. “What would your father think, dear?”

She looks down at you with a satisfied smile, knowing she’s got you right where she wants you. 

“Mmh…my father will…kill you on the spot…” you groan, your body instinctively moving on its own to meet the thrusts of Kafka’s hips. 

“Yeah, but you won’t let him, will you?” Kafka grins, leaning over to get a little closer to your ear. “You love me too much to do that. So much so that you’re getting drunk on my cock right now…”

Your cunt throbs at her words and you can’t help but whimper at the thought. You knew it was wrong to be sleeping with a Stellaron Hunter that your father so desperately wanted to arrest, but you couldn’t help it. She was just so charming and flirtatious, so much so that after just one meeting on your ship, she had you in your bed and completely stripped of your clothes. Ensuring the beginning of numerous one night stands with the Stellaron Hunter, as Kafka will oftentimes break into the ship just to sleep with you…

And yet, that’s what you thought this was, just another one night stand with Kafka like always. You didn’t think too much of it, but this time it seemed a little different. Kafka was more clingy, more possessive. It was prominent in the way she held you close, wrapping her arms around your torso and pressing sweet kisses to the back of your neck. She was more loving, less lustful. And you were starting to feel the side effects.

“You know, I can’t help but wonder how you feel about all this,” Kafka hums, hugging you from behind while moving her hips at a slower rhythm. “You give in to me so much easier now, perhaps…you’re starting to like me back?” 

You bit your lip and cursed at the fluttery feeling inside your chest. Somehow, you had fallen for the Hunter’s charms and ended up catching feelings throughout your sporadic one night stands. It wasn’t supposed to be this way, but the heart wants what the heart wants and you couldn’t bear to say no. 

“…You’ve gone quiet now. Where was all that yap from earlier?” She whispers, tilting your chin up to look back at her. When you continued to stay silent, however; the thought dawned upon her and realization struck. Oh. You did fall for her. To the point where you were too embarrassed to admit your carnal desire for the woman.

“…I see.” Was all she said at your silence, slowly moving closer to hug you more affectionately. “Well, you don’t have to make that decision yet. I’m making it for you.”

“Wha— ah!” You gasped as she began slamming her shaft harder and deeper, guttural groans escaping Kafka’s throat, as she brought you closer to the brink of climax. “I’ve always fancied having you around, sweet girl.” She smirked, gripping her fingers around your breasts and squeezing whilst going to town. “So I figured, enough was enough. I want to have you as my companion.”

Her eyes softened at the way you tensed up in her hold, snaking an arm around your stomach before leaning in to kiss your shoulder.

“You’re probably worth about…what, five million credits? Ten million? Hundred million?” She chuckles as you grip her shaft with need, her movements slowing down as it was clear you were getting close to your high. “Either way, you’re worth more than anything in this galaxy right now.”

Your breath hitched as you tighten around her cock, feeling the ridges rub you closer to your orgasm while Kafka spoke sweet sentences in your ear.

“I’d love to add you to my bounty, rack up the numbers with you by my side,” she sighs at the idea and is left daydreaming about the reaction of your father when he finds out about this. You, his sweet, innocent daughter joining the Stellaron Hunters of all people? He would have a heart attack…

“So, what do you say, my dear?” Kafka hums, shoving her length as far as it could go before feeling you release all over her harness. “Care to join me on my bounty? You’d be worth quite a pretty penny…”

Your breathing was labored, and sweat coated your skin, yet you turned to face her with a knowing smile.

“Do I…hah…have a choice?”

Kafka laughs at your expression before moving down to kiss you. 

“Mm, sorry, you don’t.”

You smiled at that. 

[milaisreading]

🌱🩷: Smn requested a pt2 of the U-20 team meeting crossdresser!Yn. So here it is!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. In the story the boys will be using he/him when addressing Yn. Requests for this series are open.

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Hmmm?" Sendou squinted his eyes as he observed the Blue Lock team.... well, the starters more than anybody else. They were all somewhat interesting, but also boring to some regards, yet he couldn't stop looking at them. Or, better yet, a certain person in the team. The (h/c) haired striker of the team certainly stood out, as he looked way more... softer(?) than the rest of his team. Even his movements weren't like those from the other guys.

"Hey, Sendou. Stop staring into space and listen to what Aiku is saying." Hayate said lazily as Teru and Teppei nodded their heads.

"Yeah, we need to win this game."

"Sae is already being annoying with how 'lukewarm' we are." Cho rolled his eyes as Niou sent the older Itoshi and Shidou death glares.

"Sorry... it's just... that Blue Lock striker over there is very odd." Sendou said as he discreetly pointed at (Y/n), who was busy talking with Hiori and Kurona about something.

"Odd? He is just standing." Niou pointed out.

"Also, you being distracted resulted in him scoring the 2nd goal." Itsuki added in.

Sendou blushed in embarrassment and glared at his teammates.

"Shut it! And he is odd. Even the way he is standing is odd. It's as if I am seeing one of those idol girls."

"You have completely lost it." Teppei said calmly.

"Maybe we should limit your TV and internet access." Teru suggested.

"What are you all talking about now?" Oliver raised an eyebrow as he and Miroku approached them.

"Sendou think that (L/n) guy is a girl." Hayate simply stated.

"I never said he was a girl! I just said he reminds me of those idol girls!" The boy flushed a bright red.

"Oookkay..." Oliver said as he looked over at the said player.

"Regardless, let's just play now. Sae is already being an ass to me."

"Deserved." Miroku and Niou added in.

"Hey!"

As the 3 bickered, Sendou turned to look at the striker again. Sadly, this time, he wasn't as secretive, and Hiori noticed his staring, drawing (Y/n)'s attention to it. The two made brief eye contact, and Sendou swore he could feel his heart doing a flip or two as he stared into the player's eyes.

'Just what is it about you?'

Sendou thought that his encounter with the striker would end when the match ended, but no! They actually met up again at that karaoke bar, and again, Sendou had this weird feeling about the striker.

'He is just too perfect with girls... as if he knows first hand what they want to hear.' Sendou thought as he watched the boy's interaction with the two older girls. Meanwhile, Hayate, Teru, and Miroku were making fun of a pouting Oliver. Sendou watched as the striker's friends pulled him away from the girls.

"Stop being weird, Sendou." Cho warned the redhead.

"What?"

"You are staring at the dude like he killed someone." Teppei noted.

"Please, whatever sort of weird feelings you have for him, sort it out. It's getting stressful to watch." Niou added in as Sendou flushed a deep red as he tried to deny that statement. Itsuki snickered a little.

"You do have a weird fixation." Miroku said, walking over to the group.

"Bachira, please don't make a scene!" (Y/n) yelled as he pulled him away from an argument with Oliver.

"He does remind me of a idol tho... I have to give it to Sendou for noticing it first." Hayate added in.

"Please don't tell me you have been staring too." Niou groaned.

"In my defense, he is cute." Sendou grumbled at the statement Hayate made, and got even more agitated as Miroku and Teru agreed.

"So, a bowling match it is!" Oliver exclaimed, getting the attention of the rest of the team.

"What?" Niou wondered.

"We agreed to a bowling match with you guys." (Y/n) spoke up as she tried to get Bachira off of her arm.

"Losers buy the winners food." The (h/c) haired striker finished.

"Well, in our case Reo is buying the food." Chigiri and Isagi snickered.

"Aiyah... I guess. Bachira, can you let go of my arm now?"

"No." The bicolored boy said, which caused Chigiri and Isagi to grab onto Bachira to pull him off of (Y/n).

"There goes my hoodie." She sighed as the U-20 team watched in amusement... well, except for Oliver.

"And you! Blue Lock's number 12!"

"Ha?" The four looked at him in confusion, as the U-20 team sighed in defeat.

"Here we go." Cho and Teru said quietly.

"When the bowling game ends... how about you be a good brother to me and tell me your tricks on how you swooned those two girls soe easily." Oliver grinned, putting a  arm around (Y/n)'s shoulder.

"What?" The girl asked, dumbfounded by the statement.

"Why is he touching (Y/n)?"

"I don't know... doesn't he have a disease or something?"

"His breath probably smells, too." Isagi, Chigiri, and Bachira commented among themselves, trying to hold themselves back from ripping Oliver away from their striker.

"Eh... I don't know." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow as Oliver pulled her out of the room.

"Hey!" The three Blue Lock players protested.

"Hold it right there! Where are you going with (Y/n)?!" Otoya's voice was heard from down the hallway.

"That's not how you hold a bowling ball, Hayate-san." (Y/n) noted as she watched the white-haired boy struggle holding the ball.

"What?" The taller raised an eyebrow.

"You need to grab tightly onto it with all 3 fingers... that's way too loose." (Y/n) showed the shaky hand that was holding the ball. Although she didn't play or like this sport much, she knew some rules.

"You might injure your hand like that." She said simply finished as Hayate observed her hand for a moment and then repeated the same hold.

"Thanks."

"Welcome, let's have a fair game then." (Y/n) said as Hayate was about to say something, but the girl got pulled away by Nagi. The U-20 player watched with some new found interest the striker.

'Odd... but Sendou was right... there is something about the number 12 that isn't like the rest...' The white haired boy thought.

"You think that something is weird about him too, don't you?" Sendou suddenly spoke up from behind Hayate, who slowly nodded his head.

"There really is."

"Hey, you two! Focus! I need those tips from (Y/n)." Oliver warned the duo, who looked at him in confusion.

"What?"

"I made (Y/n) promise to give me tips about girls, if we win." Oliver simply stated.

"You... are getting dating tips from your junior?" Cho asked in disbelief.

"This is gold. I wish I had my camera with me." Miroku chuckled as Niou held in a laughter. Teppei tried to calm everyone down, but he did find this whole ordeal funny.

"Shut it!" Oliver yelled with an embarrassed blush as Teru and Itsuki patted their captain's back, silently laughing as well.

[whomstress]

Bunnydoll Monster Labs au

Monster lab au for my friends @etanow au and @skellyjingles. Love you guys so much thank you for always being amazing friends!

Jax felt his eyes heavy as his focus came into view. He’s not quite sure when it happened but he was in his room. He thinks he must be really out of it because, despite seeing his lids, they seem still completely over his eyes. God must’ve worked himself too hard again and knocked the hell out in his lab. He frowns, suddenly remembering the last couple days. He was wide awake, sleeping 2 hours tops in the last 72 hours.

He hated sleeping when his brain was wired to no end. It felt like pins and needles under his skin begging for release, driving him further and further into insanity. Like an electric shock, but in all the worst ways. He’s been shocked enough that they were all bad. Well, not all of them. He thinks as a certain doll’s touches come into his head when they have a moment. He hadn’t felt them in a long time, but he still feels them so vividly in his memory.

Lighting at his skin and yet so soft and warm. Like the gentle heat of a campfire on a cold night. Comforting him into the perfect lull, begging for it to come closer, and wanting more warmth to spread through him.

As his thoughts begin to drift in nonsensical directions, he suddenly here's a sweet hum filling the room. The vibrations of the familiar tune hit his ears perfectly, causing him further to relax and sink into it until reality sinks back in.

He looks to the source of the sound, and there she is, halo’d in the pale yellow light of his room, like an angel, folding his clothes with plush fingers. Applying so much care to a simple chore he cared so little about. She always did that—cared for people in all the little ways they’d never think of themselves. And though Jax never said it to her face, he knows she understands his gratitude.

“Ragatha? What are you doing here?” Jax finally speaks up after watching her in and out of focus.

She simply hums, “Hmmm?” And continues her ministrations.

He feels his lips tighten into a flat line watching her go back to a happy hum.

“Jeez Jax I know I haven’t been here in a while, but you really let the place go, without me!” She giggles, and his worst habit breaks through.

“Ragatha,” he says firmly, and she turns to look at him, tilting her head in the sudden stern tone. “I said. What are you doing here?”

Despite the harshness in his voice, she simply rolls her eyes and moves to the side of the bed, poking in between his eyebrows, where they furrowed and giggled again. “Don’t be such a grumpy puss. Don’t you want to see me?” His eyes widen before he looks away. She guides his chin back toward her and says with a blush. “I really wanted to see you.”

He searches her eyes for a trick, but he can’t find anything but honesty. His brain skitters to a halt, and he actually lets him ponder the thought she means it before once again reality comes back. “What about Pomni?”

"Hmm, what about Pomni?” She says, smiling at him with her doe eyes.

“You know you two are practically joined to the hip. What is she going to think about this? Especially with me.”

Once again, she rolls her eyes and blows a strand of yarn from her face. “Pomni and I are in love. She understands me, and I understand her. She also has Caine. She’d never hate me if I had another love too.”

Logically, it made sense he’s literally seen Ragatha shock Pomni straight on the brian fixing her hair, and even as a drooling mess of a zombie, she still looked at Ragatha with literal hearts in her eyes as Ragatha apologized. However, this was him, Jax, the person Pomni hated most in the world. Would she really be okay?

But before he could say something else, he saw her stand up with a large yawn. He thought she was finally going to leave, and his heart sank a bit. But, almost in an instant, she was in his arms on the bed, with him starting to drift off. His heavy eyes widened, and he went to push her off, but she pulled him close and rubbed her cheek to his like she always would, like he wished so much she did again, and he couldn’t resist any more.

She held his hand but then moved to cup his cheek and bring their foreheads together, smiling at him like the love she once had was actually still there, and he smiled back. “God, I’ve missed you.”

Ragatha giggles a sweet sound, soft as melodic bells. “I’ve missed you too, love bun.” He melts into her touch despite the dumb nickname.

He rubs his thumb along her lips, and she presses them into it in a kiss. It’s so perfect something begs him to wake up; this can’t be real. Yet he moves closer, eyes hooded as he presses her closer so there’s not an empty space left between them. “You promise this isn’t a dream? You’ll still be here when I wake up.”

She’s a hush away from his lips, and her hot breath brushes his. “I promise.”

Jax’s eyes shoot open, and the blinding light of his lab hits his eyes, causing him to shut them tight and tense up, further waking him from any leftover slumber.

It was a dream. All of it, like it always is. He’s had dreams like this how many times? How many times is he going to fall for this shit?

“Of course it was a dream.” He blinks, and he realizes something hot drips down his face. “She's always a dream.”

[normalaboutjungkook]

What do you consider significant TK moments vs not significant?

Concert nape kisses?

Vegas PTD lap sitting?

Atomix?

Paradise Hotel?

Sweetheart Tees?

Hawaii?

Junkookie sings this to me?

Tae tugging or grasping JK's sleeves?

JK cutting Tae's food and feeding him?

Letters from Yoongi?

Paddleboard picture showing up everywhere?

Malta rooming and spooning?

Airport nape kiss?

Fortune teller visit?

Harry Style's hugging and hand holding?

V tattoo on Golden wall and in videos?

Wooga ring?

Distance bracelets?

Lollipops from Mexico?

Junkookie always sings this song to me?

Tae's joy of using 🐰 in his choice of avatars etc.

Sharing their songs with eachother first?

Tae's tiger lilly pants?

I could go on. I realize some are silly, but they add up and it's fun to speculate. I wouldn't go around waxing poetic about Mexican lollipops but......bringing back your honey a souvenir isn't nothing? 😁

thxxx for another ask @peacelovingsworld 🙏🏾

hmmm i’d to preface by talking about what makes taekook different in the case of significant moments. (in general) in every ship there are those iconic moments or coincidences their shippers hang onto as proof. i notice most other shippers hold onto moments or theories conjured up from however long ago but i feel as if taekook continues to have more of these new “coincidences” pop up. more than any other ship… that alone should say something. i feel as if we dont hold onto any single moment because there’s just… a lot. taekook is really the gift that keeps giving as that one anon from a while back said. also i’d like to add that some moments require context to see the significance of them, and there are plenty of moments where i’m like “of course it’s taekook. it’s always them”… it’s the context of all of these things + the less moment-y things of how taekook treat each other. like just the small things of how… how do i put it… no boundaries? idk how to describe it there’s a different vibe between them and how they connect with each other. idk im just yapping

ok now lemme answer this with how significant i think each moment u mentioned is

Concert nape kisses?

hmmm i kinda consider it fanservice. but i think in a lot of these fanservice moments, what makes it significant or different is the way they approach it or react to it.

[just addinf that… continuing]

like during the taekook nape kiss (sry abt the edit idk why yt shorts armys r allergic to not altering footage) instead of cringing or acting surprised, tae does it with such nonchalance & jk kinda stands there looking bit shy lol. thats why i say context matters. and there is another concert nape/shoulder kiss where tae does it in a kinda less visible way. significant with context

Vegas PTD lap sitting?

JK likes sitting in tae’s lap sometimes, i noticed. idk what his deal is. that PTD lap sitting lowkey gave me the same energy of the pic on the right so i added it

like it wasn’t necessary… could be fanservice… yet he still chose to do it. and he smiling about it 😭. but what u can definitely conclude is that there is a good amount of comfort between them for him to do that (multiple times. and vice versa)

Atomix?

iirc photos at atomix w/ tae was the first photo jk uploaded to his ig of him with another member. apparently that was a like veryyyy good (& also private) restaurant. something not even hobi knew they did. im glad they shared that with us like yayyy im happy for yall. i consider it significant

Paradise Hotel?

we only knew they were there tgt without staff b/c they basically implied that. credited only themselves for making the run bts challenge vid. jk landed & tkk went there tgt. they got to relax and spend some personal time together at a pretty cool hotel amidst a busy schedule. significant to me🙂‍↕️

Sweetheart Tees?

it could be a coincidence but cmon now. the same shirt on the same day when they r apart & it even says sweetheart on it with a heart like what is that all about… ykw good for them. significant

Hawaii?

only my brain works like this. only mine: when i was listening to seeing green by nicki minaj it reminded me of taekook. she said “thats why im private like the airports i land in” like ok period… but hold on. i immediately thought where were all the airport pics for jk going to hawaii? 🕵🏾

bro… other shippers jumping for joy over inconclusive airport pics (sorry for the shade) meanwhile jk seemingly teleported to hawaii (well actually a 9hr plane ride) just to be with tae bcs, why not. not for work, just bcz tae is there. and the quote of all time “he’s so pretty i could die” came out of it. all philosophers were found flipping burgers in wendys after tae ended their careers with the truest statement ever. tbh….. that seems significant

Junkookie sings this to me?

regardless of if it was “to” or “for”, i think it shows their closeness. tae saying he always sings “to find you” to him is interesting. like why is he singing a romantic song multiple times to u? is it bcz 🌈. or maybe the song is just nice and u like jk’s voice (“best voice in korea as far as im concerned”)? anyway im suddenly getting “nothing like us” flashbacks. significant tbh

Tae tugging or grasping JK’s sleeves?

it is cute and kinda subtle. things like this sorta show they lean towards e/o the most when they want comfort. or its like a way of connecting to e/o. but also reminds me of when jk pulled tae’s earlobe that one time (kinda random but it popped back into my mind)

JK cutting Tae’s food and feeding him?

it shows that he is attentive & cares for tae. it’s cute, esp the food cutting

Letters from Yoongi?

oh i already yapped abt that

Paddleboard picture showing up everywhere?

its a nice pic & jk is in it. but its kinda interesting bcs when tae posted on an ig story w/ a zoom in towards his eye + the paddleboard pic it is as if he wanted ppl to notice jk in it. with a romantic song in the back…

Malta rooming & spooning

it was cute & again shows they are comfy w/ e/o. also the fact they mostly prefer rooming w/ e/o (in general) is kinda significant

Airport nape kiss?

that was on tae’s bday. idk if its technically a kiss if jk had a mask on. & he coulda pulled it down🤔 idek. he was definitely very close to tae tho & not bcs anyone shoved him there or something. it didnt even look that crowded behind him

Fortune teller visit?

it’s not just the fact they r happy some fortune teller told them they r water & fire so they need each other or something… but the references they’ve made towards it as well. like jk’s water & fire posts. seems significant

Harry Style’s hugging and hand holding?

well locals started thinking they r a couple (again). a LOT of locals/non-bts stans are like yep they r def gay or somethinf LOL. and imma just add this pic bcz i find it a bit funny

V tattoo on Golden wall and in videos?

imma start this by saying my villain origin story is people still claiming the J on JK’s finger which he said stands for his own name, as a hint for their ship. im sorry to mention it but it still pisses me off. JK already covered up that one eye tattoo on his arm bcz ppl said it reminded them of illuminati 😭. i dont rly expect him to cover up the J if he already clarified its meaning but cmon now. the V tattoo could really just be an A with a weird font, but tbh… it is very simple to just draw a line and make it a proper A. just saying. also idk what OT7 armys were on when they somehow connected his hand tattoo to every member like what is going on (& why do some ppl still believe that)??? im sorry the theory was kinda cute ik, but i dont understand why JK always has to be pushed into some OT7 propaganda (and dont get me wrong im OT7 but bffr)

anyways. in the jacket shoot sketch he said the drawings were accurate of his tattoos. ik this man saw that huge af V in gold behind him. its likely he knows ppl think the A is a V. and he said that anyways🤷🏾

as for the V showing up in videos idk. im skeptical of those it seems too random imo but could be an easter egg

Wooga ring?

there are armys tryna push the “wooga is close with every member” agenda bcz some of them hate every small joy of tkkers. like i can tell some are being shady when they do that. but only jk got their matching ring so 💁🏾

Distance bracelets?

members tend to wear matching stuff w/ e/o but i feel like tkk do it the most. esp with jewelry. in general kinda significant

Lollipops from Mexico?

with the timing it is possible tae brought it back & gave it to jk. but i’ve had a friend give me a tarrito before which iirc he got from a deli in our city and not from mexico itself tbf. & my friend is also mexican himself so he already knew about tarritos & just wanted me to try one. to me not really significant. hmm but still could be possible that tae actually brought it back

Tae’s joy of using 🐰 in his choice of avatars etc.

i already wrote what i thought about tae being a dva main. kinda silly but its also interesting. and him choosing smth with a pink bunny as his kakaotalk pfp that one time shows a pattern tbh. not all that significant but interesting

also i got to gold rank with dva (before my console gave up) and noticed similarities. tae played her until at least masters rank while playing alongside jk himself a lot of those hours so i doubt that he didnt clock at least one similarity

Sharing songs with eachother first?

this is one of those “of course its them” moments for me. like of course they both shared their music with e/o first. they were “love is mutual”-ing lolol

Tae’s tiger lilly pants

tiger lily is jk’s birth flower which he also has tatted. it is quite visible on the pants tae wore too so he probably noticed it before wearing it. idk if he thought “imma wear this to connect myself to jk” or if it was more like “i like these pants. and oh. is that a tiger lily? even better” or if it was not even noticed. who knows. but i think tae is quite observant

ok that is all for now

[peppymintdreams]

i’d like to request a fic set in the past, when andrew was still a professor, where another professor takes a liking to darling !!

Hmmm I think I can do that

Boundaries of Affection

Andrew Marston x Darling

The university halls were quiet this late in the evening, the usual clamor of students replaced by the hum of overhead lights and the faint patter of rain against the windows. Andrew sat in his office, grading papers by the soft glow of his desk lamp. His pen moved with precision, his thoughts only occasionally drifting to Darling, who had texted him earlier, saying they’d be working late with one of their professors.

He’d told himself not to think much of it. Darling was an independent, brilliant student—more than capable of handling themselves. Yet, as the clock ticked on, a faint unease settled in the back of his mind.

A knock interrupted his thoughts. It was sharp, confident, followed by the sound of the door creaking open before he could respond. Standing there was Professor Charles Whitmore, a man Andrew had always regarded with polite indifference. Whitmore, impeccably dressed in a tweed blazer, carried himself with a smugness Andrew found exhausting.

“Good evening, Marston,” Whitmore said, stepping into the room uninvited. His tone was casual, but there was an undercurrent of something more—something pointed.

Andrew set his pen down and leaned back in his chair, offering a neutral smile. “Evening. Can I help you with something?”

Whitmore closed the door behind him, leaning casually against the frame. “Not particularly. Just thought I’d drop by. I was working with one of my students earlier, and you came up in conversation.”

Andrew’s posture stiffened imperceptibly, though his expression remained calm. “Is that so?”

“Indeed,” Whitmore said, his lips curling into a faint smirk. “Darling, I believe you call them? Charming individual. Bright, engaging, and—well—quite the presence, wouldn’t you agree?”

Andrew’s jaw tightened, but he kept his tone measured. “They are a remarkable student, yes. Very dedicated to their work.”

“Dedicated, certainly,” Whitmore mused, stepping further into the room as though inspecting it. “We had quite the engaging conversation. They have such… depth. A quality that’s becoming rarer these days. It’s refreshing to see a young mind so eager to connect.”

Andrew’s hand curled into a fist beneath his desk, his knuckles whitening as Whitmore’s words sank in. He forced a polite nod, though his voice held an edge. “They’re exceptional, but I’d imagine they’d prefer to be recognized for their intellect, not… whatever you’re insinuating.”

Whitmore chuckled softly, the sound grating. “Ah, Marston, always so quick to assume the worst of me. I’m merely appreciating their potential. Though,” he added, his eyes narrowing slightly, “it does make me wonder how professional our little academic circles truly are. Some might say there’s an… over-familiarity between certain professors and their students.”

Andrew’s gaze darkened. His voice dropped to a low, dangerous timbre. “Careful, Whitmore. You’re treading on thin ice.”

“Am I?” Whitmore countered, tilting his head. “You’re protective of them. That much is clear. But are you certain you’re the best influence for someone like Darling? They could thrive in the right hands—someone who understands their ambition, their potential. Someone who can… offer them more.”

The implication hung heavy in the air, a challenge Andrew couldn’t ignore. He stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor as he moved around the desk, closing the distance between them.

“Whatever game you think you’re playing,” Andrew said, his voice low but firm, “it ends now. Darling is my partner. They chose me. And I won’t stand by while you try to manipulate them under the guise of mentorship.”

Whitmore raised an eyebrow, his smirk faltering for the first time. “Touchy, aren’t we? I wasn’t aware the two of you were so… involved.”

“That’s none of your concern,” Andrew snapped. “What is your concern is maintaining professionalism. If I catch wind of you making Darling uncomfortable, or crossing boundaries with any student, you’ll find yourself answering to far more than my temper.”

Whitmore’s face hardened, the smugness replaced with irritation. He straightened his blazer, feigning nonchalance. “Very well, Marston. No need to get so… possessive.”

Andrew took a step closer, his voice a quiet growl. “This isn’t possession. It’s respect. Something you clearly don’t understand.”

Whitmore lingered for a moment, as though debating a retort, but Andrew’s unwavering glare seemed to make him think twice. With a curt nod, he turned on his heel and left the office without another word.

As the door closed behind him, Andrew exhaled deeply, running a hand through his hair. The encounter left a sour taste in his mouth, but more than that, it left him deeply unsettled.

Moments later, his phone buzzed with a message from Darling: “Just finished up! Heading home now. Miss you.”

He stared at the text for a long moment, his chest tightening. Picking up his phone, he typed a quick response: “Miss you too. Call me when you’re home safe.”

But as he set the phone down, Andrew couldn’t shake the lingering anger—or the fierce determination to ensure Darling would never have to deal with the likes of Whitmore again.

🍬

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[koolaidoverliving]

a little ficlet i posted on ao3, but decided i might as well post it here as well! :)

THE COAT IS BETTER ON HER

✦ Ticci Toby / Nina the Killer ✦

CW: Light Angst, Ticciwork Mentioned

Words: I don't remember... 400~?

Nina and Toby are waiting outside of a concert venue. It's cold. And it's easy to reminisce.

"This is so unfair, Toby!" Nina whines. "It's so, so unfair! Why does the line have to be this long?"

Toby chuckles. "They really want to see Iron Maiden."

"It's stuuupid, Tobes. I bet they can't even name five songs..."

"Oh... Yeah... Stupid fake fans!" He can't name five songs either.

While he isn't a metalhead like his girlfriend, Toby listened to Iron Maiden's entire discography before the concert. He knows how much music means to Nina, and he wants to mean just as much. If Toby could, he would rent the concert venue for him and her only. But Toby can't, so he just pulls her closer, the warmth of his coat making up for what she lacks.

"Why aren't you wearing a coat, babe?" Toby asks.

"It would ruin my cute outfit," Nina replies, leaning into Toby's warm body. "Plus, I know it's gonna be, like, a total oven inside the venue."

"Wha—alright then! Just promise you won't get frost-bite?"

"Mhm, yeah. Frost-bite's got nothing on me."

"Gooood." He rests his head on-top of Nina's. Her outfit is cute, but very impractical for the winter.

Toby remembers when he still dated Natalie and how cold she'd get in the winter-time. She hated to admit she was freezing, but Toby could tell by the chatter of her teeth and the frost on her shivering hands. Natalie never did wear enough layers to survive Toronto's harsh winters. And whether she asked for it or not, Toby always gave her his coat.

While deep in thought, Toby feels a hand tug on his sleeve. "Toby! Th–The line's moving!" Nina exclaims through grinded teeth.

"It is?" Toby snaps back into focus. Slowly but surely, the line moves. "It is... That means we'll be at the concert in no time, babe!" He grins, ear to ear.

Nina makes an attempt to grin back at him. Her face is so clearly reddened and wet from condensation. For a split second, Toby sees a different person.

"Awh, you're cold," Toby says.

"I'm not cold," Nina retaliates. "I c–can totally last until we make it inside!"

"Oh, come on, silly." Toby starts unzipping his coat. "Let me give you my coat, okay? You can take it off when we get inside. You'll still have your cute outfit, you'll just be a 'lil warmer."

"Hmmm..." Nina presses her lips into a small, coy smile. "Okaaay! Fine, I'll take your coat."

Toby puts his coat over Nina. It's big on her and makes her look smaller than she is.

"Warmer now?" Toby asks.

Nina nods. "So much warmer." She puts her arms into the sleeves.

Toby admires his girlfriend, enjoying the way the pale fur makes her dark hair stand out. He loves her with all his heart, and he'll never be afraid to admit that. He loves her smile, her quirky humor, the sound of her voice, her green eyes...

"It looks good on you, Natalie," he says softly.

. . .

The line moves. But the two of them are still.

"I didn't mean—"

"Did you just..."

"I'm so sorry—"

"It's whatever, Toby! Don't ruin my concert night!" Nina retorts. "I don't want to do this right now." Nina turns around and moves with the line, her hands in the coat pockets.

"Wait, babe—Nina!" He follows her. "It was a mistake."

"I told you I don't care! We can talk about it later!" She continues to walk away, ignoring the fact she's now moving faster than the line is.

"But—Wait—..."

Toby doesn't say anything else, but his hands twitch, and he swears he can feel his stomach twisting. He follows her in silence. He painted himself as an idiot, but it's fine. Nina said they'll talk about it later—later.

So it's fine.

He'll listen to the concert with her and everything will be fine.

[kunikame]

# PURPLE LILACS !

[00] - perhaps.. i'm maidenless? | m. list | next

ace trappola x fem!reader smau

! warning(s) : cussing, very short intro chapter

? w/c : 267

ace awoke with a start. 

he didn’t think last weeks events would leave a lasting effect on him, yet here we are. 

his recent dreams have all been repeats of what happened during the phantom wedding fiasco, except this time he wasn’t the backup plan. he actually stood before the bride in an attempt to woo her out of her obsession with idia, yet all he did was fuck up. it was like his rizz was nonexistent. he had no game.

which, at this point in time might just be the truth. he hasn’t tried flirting with anyone in years– after his first girlfriend whom he ghosted when she got too annoying. call him a red flag or just a naive boy with attachment issues, he didn’t know the way of relationships and love back then, obviously.

not saying he does now, of course. he’s well aware there’s probably not a single girl who likes him in his hometown, nor in nrc. not that there are many girls to begin with. they’ve only just changed the rules when the prefect appeared here.

speaking– or, rather, thinking of the prefect.. no, no, that’s stupid. absolutely not. don’t even think about it, trappola.

but..

if he could charm her.. the person who hates him the most.. then, perhaps.. ?

no. no, he couldn’t possibly, he can’t stand just being around her, how is he supposed to flirt with her and be nice? that couldn’t possibly work.

but if it did..

hmmm… interesting.

and so, with a wicked grin and even more wicked plan, ace trappola returned to dreamland that night.

## ❝ after the events of the phantom bride wedding, ace started wondering whether he still had the ability to charm girls. he hasn’t thought about anyone romantically in years, hasn’t really flirted with anyone either, what if he’s gone out of it? perhaps it’s time to put his talents to the test; with the person who hates him most, no less. if he can charm her, he can charm anyone. ❞

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[thatgurlvels]

Kitty Cain the "Big Sister/Washed-Up Childhood Actress" Ex-Pop ~ Dialogues

Unlike canonical Ex-Pops, I like playing with the idea that Kitty can interact with other characters in a Prime Time/BioShock sorta way.

Patrolling:

I'm still the star! I'm still the star, I am.

Fifteen years and people still remember me! (Giggle) Everyone's critic!

"The stars… are gonna twinkle and shine this evening about a quarter to nine. My lovin' arms… are gonna tenderly twine — sweet, sweet twine — around you, around a quarter to nine."

"Man, she's anything but calm. A regular pint sized atom bomb! Atom bomb baby, little atom bomb..." Hello? Scientists? Paparazzi? Are you watching?

Mommy, Daddy! Like this right? La la la la la laaaa!

Who wouldn't be jealous of me? I can dance, sing, act, and, and, and... Well, I'm good at lots of things!

There's freedom in the spotlight!

Those Commies don't got good entertainment.

Lights, camera, action! I've come to steal the show! The spotlight is a price. You've gotta be ready. Let's go.

Attacking/Lunging

Stealing the show, are you?

Ah, ah, ah! You're not good enough!

Laughing at me?!

Pervert!

Try hard!

I worked hard to look this good, you didn't!

Big shot, huh?!

I used to be famous!

Don't remember me!?

I'm- I'm not a whore! You are!

Peek-a-boo, bitch!

Finding a Reagent/Hearing a Noise

You're here for an autograph, aren't you?!

Where do you want me to sign?

You remember me!

Spotlight!

You're perfect for the role!

You're not going anywhere!

No T.V. for you!

My casting agent! Finally!

It's a casting call!

During a chase

A new role?! Okay! I was made for this! It's supposed to be the other way around! You're supposed to be chasing me!

This is my part, you're just an understudy!

I'll push you down the stairs and take the part myself!

You didn't audition for this part! I did!

Don't you know who I am?! Talentless bitch! I'm prettier than you!

You're making me lose my place!

Cut!

Ugly, ugly, ugly!! Get ready for a standing innovation! I've come to save this show! Get off stage! Hit the bricks, palooka!

I'll kill ya and put ya in make up and a dress! How about that!

I'll turn you into my next prop!

Giving Up Chase/Losing a Reagent

And that's that.

That's how a star does it!

You're looking for something different?

What do you mean? I'm a star! I'm a star (Pearl style)

But, but... You said the role was mine! You promised!

Hm... I thought more fans would show up...

Thought this was an award show... guess I was wrong.

Wait! Come back! Let's try that again! One more take! Eeeeek!!! So many eyes on me! Gah! Stage fright! Thank you and good night!

Getting Stunned/Hit with Rigs:

What the- Oof.

Ugh... oh. Ugh! You bitch!

The spotlight! It's- it's too bright!

Kill the lights! Kill the lights!!

How dare you!? I'm an actress!

Line!

No talent!

Ow! It hurts!

Clumsy fucker!

I had real talent! Ughh!

You're making me lose my place!

I'm too good for this.

Recovering

Now, what was my line again?

Let's take it from the top.

What a party...

Well, that was good drama!

Oh... Next take? Okay.

I gotta go powder my nose now... hmmm...

Dedicated Dialogues for Fellow Specialists and Prime Assets

Mother Gooseberry:

Look, Mother! I'm a star just like you and Doctor Daddy!

I used to watch your show as a kid!

C-can I... Um... Ms. Gooseberry, can I get your autograph?

I'm such a big fan!

Oh, and Doctor Futterman! Two of my idols!

My idol!

Mother! Over here, look!

Well, you see, Mr. Casting Agent, sir... Mother Gooseberry has always been my inspiration. I used to love her show.

I used to have all the Futterman toys in my trailer on the backlot!

What a trip!

I could watch her show for hours

Need help with those kiddos? I can entertain them just fine while you go teach those punks a lesson, Mother!

It'd be an honor to watch the children!

Three legends on the stage and the crowd goes wild!

Can I pet Dr. Futterman? Can I? Can I? Can I?

Yes, ma'am. That's correct. I've always wanted to meet you.

What did I do to deserve being noticed by THE Mother Gooseberry?!

Let's work together again! (Curtsies)

Sergeant Coyle

Ah, no... Not the cops.

I'm a big girl, Officer. I can do my own work.

I don't need protection!

Hey! Who let this gorilla on my set?!

There aren't any police in this scene!

Oh... Officer, you... You don't gotta question me, sir. I've been a good girl. Heh. Heh. Heh.

Aww... Just give me a break, Officer. Just a break.

If you keep sniffing around here, I'm gonna SCREAM! Ooh... Mister PoLiCe mAn...

In the theater, a girl gets used to unwanted attention... Doesn't mean I like it.

Bad attention is still attention!

Yeah, I bet that shock stick could light up a thousand stage lights.

You can see that bastard like the City of Stars... Jesus...

What's that fella? You think I'm prettier than Marilyn... why, I ought- Oh... heh... I mean thank you, Officer. (Curtsies)

He's out here wearing sun glasses at night and no one talks about it? Must be famous or something.

Does that thing work better than a gun? No, no, no! Turn those lights on! No making your own fun during my movie!

Alluring... Never got that before.

I DO NOT wanna make a movie with him...

Franco Barbi

I dunno if make up is gonna fix that mug.

Is that a prop gun?

I don't like you coming around here!

Next time, work on your timing.

All publicity is publicity, I suppose.

Even ugly people can land roles. You'll just play the villain!

I hear you got some of the good stuff.... Give it. Give it!

Endorsement? For this? For going around with you? Get outta here...

At least the little freak has good taste in clothes...

That is the freakiest freak I've ever seen.

Betcha he likes good tunes. Maybe some Frank Sinatra or something like that.

Can I try and shoot? I betcha I can do it.

I've only shot a prop gun and he can come in here on set with a real one? What the hell?

Daaaaaaaaaaaddddyyyy!!!! Moooommmmmyyy!!!! The little bastard made ammo again!

Can you even kill people with teeth?

THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN'T FUCKING LOVE YOU! (Y'all know)

Arrogant bastard!

Stop staring!

You're a plain little boy... Too plain... Boring.

Get out of my dressing room, freak!

Pusher

I'll pay ya good for whatever you're selling.

Whatcha want for it?

I need something to get rid of my stage fright. You got it, don't you?

You got want I want?

Did you bring the good stuff?

I'll meet ya in the alleyway behind the theater.

Oooh! Hey, I've got a big wad of cash for you!

How can you see out of that thing?

I'll take your entire supply!

Why don't you tell Mr. Skinner Kitty says hi!

Where can a girl get a smoke around here?

The set ain't a no smoking zone, pal!

Oh, good! The exterminator is here!

Now this is worth allllll the trouble. (Giggles)

I'll make sure they put your name in the credits, kid.

Night Hunter

My love interest is here!

Aha! The leading man!

I think the director's gonna have us practice that kiss.

Oh, we'll be THE couple.

"Stars shining bright above you... Night breezes seem to whisper 'I love you'. Birds singing in the sycamore trees, dream a little dream of me..."

"To have seen what I have seen… see what I see…" 

Finally! Someone who sees me!

A-A boy at my level?! (Sobs) It's been so long...

You'll make my fans jealous, darling.

Hey, after this, why don't we get outta here? Go to a fancy restaurant and chat or something.

You wanna buy me dinner?

"Hello my baby, hello my honey, la da di da da da"

I really like your eyes... They're... Why... they glow a beautiful shade of green.

I'm so happy your home!

Your eyes are looking so bright today, Jack.

It's so romantic! Just you, me, and the darkness.

You make me feel so popular!

Your eyes are the only spotlight I need.

You make me feel young again, you know?

I'll be your eyes in the bright rooms. You be mine in the dark. We'll get 'em together!

Oh, lover boy! (Giggles) Why, I just can't take my eyes off you! Your eyes are so pretty and bright.

(Will squat next to him and hum)

[luckyroll3]

Crimson Lights: Chapter 14

Masterlist

The first sliver of sun cuts through the darkness as Changbin wrenches the curtains wide open, flooding Chris' room with a harsh morning light. I squint against the sudden brightness and pull the covers up to my chin, watching Chris groan and burrow his face into his pillow.

"Rise and shine, hyung" Changbin's voice was devoid of sympathy. "You've got thirty minutes before we need to be on the road."

"Ugh," Chris' muffled protest comes from beneath the pillow. "Alright, alright, I'm up." He swings his legs over the side of the bed, stands up, and does a full body stretch, his dick prominently on display.

“Put that shit away!” Changbin yells as he raises his hands up to shield his eyes from Chris' naked body.

“Hey! You're the one who barged into my bedroom, so you get the full show!” Chris says as he scratches an ass cheek and winks at Changbin. He staggers like a man walking off a battlefield as he makes his way to the shower.

The room falls silent except for the sound of water hitting tile. I sit up, rubbing my eyes, and find Changbin already perched on the edge of the bed, studying me with an intensity that makes my stomach do a small flip.

"Hey," I say. "Was all this necessary?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Absolutely," he replies, his lips curving into a half-smile as he lays back on the headboard and crosses his legs at the ankles. He's wearing black slacks and a gray, short sleeve polo that accentuates his muscles.

I rest my head in his lap. “You are so annoying!”

"But you love me anyway.” He sticks a finger in my ear and I swat it away. “How was your night with Chan and Hyunjin? Wild?”

“What do you know?” I ask, slightly embarrassed.

Changbin adjusts the sheet covering my naked body, pulling it up gently to prevent my breasts from being exposed. The side of his thumb slightly brushes just under my collarbone. I’m unsure if it was intentional or not so I ignore it. “Han messaged me about the show the 3 of you put on on the dance floor.” He shakes his head in mock disappointment.

That little fucking gossip! I think to myself making a reminder to strangle Han next time I see him. “And Hyunjin’s passed out on the couch. What's he doing out there anyway?”

“You know why,” I state matter of factly.

Changbin laughs. “I did tell you he doesn't really like to share.”

“Well, he shared….until he didn't. Then he kicked Hyunjin out.” I cover my face with both hands. “But Binnie, last night was more than wild. That's the craziest thing I've ever experienced! I don’t think I've ever been so turned on like I was watching the 2 of them together.”

“They are hot,” he says, slightly mocking me with a smirk. “Of course it wouldn't have been a night out without Hyunjin starting a fight.”

“I actually started it,” I whispered. “But that asshole deserved it. He touched me and he called me the c-word.”

“You know they ended up taking him to the hospital.”

“Did they? He didn't look that bad,” I reply, my mind flashing back to the scene of chaos at the club.

“He wasn't until Chan and Han got a hold of him. They beat him within an inch of his life. He's very lucky that both Felix and Minho were there too. They're the only ones, other than me, who could have talked those two down.”

“Hmmm. Chris didn't say anything.” I pause. “What would you have done?” I eye him curiously.

“I would have shattered every one of the 54 bones in his two hands for daring to lay a finger on you,” his voice dropping to a husky timbre that made the air around us feel charged. His fingers graze my forehead as he gently brushes a curl out of my face, causing me to blush slightly.

Silence stretches between us for a few moments. I take a deep breath. "So…how was your night with Lauren?" I ask casually, repositioning myself to stare at the ceiling.

Changbin's posture shifts, his broad shoulders rolling as if shrugging off an invisible weight. "It was good," he says, but the words come out a bit flat. "We, uh, we slept together, but I didn't stay over."

"Oh?" I tilt my head back towards him, my eyes narrowing as I take in his tense posture. The morning light filtering through the window glints off his dark hair, casting a halo around him that contrasts with the tension in his frame. "Was it not good? Did y’all not click?”

I can see the hesitation in his face before he starts to speak. “No, we clicked. It was actually great. We had a lot of fun.”

I pause before probing further. “So what happened? Did she... was she cool with that? With you leaving, I mean?"

He glances down, his fingers picking at the edge of the comforter, creating tiny mountains and valleys in the fabric. "I think so. I mean, I haven't really talked to her yet."

"Changbin," I say gently, reaching over to still his fidgeting hands. "You should message her. Just a quick text to let her know you're thinking about her." I whisper the suggestion.

His eyes lift to mine, and there it is—an unmistakable blush staining his cheeks, a softness to his gaze that hadn't been there moments ago. "You think so?" His voice has softened too, almost imperceptibly.

"Yeah," I nod. “Unless…you don't want to see her anymore. And if that's the case, man up and tell her.”

“No, I like her,” he admits softly, but sounding almost like he's trying to convince himself. “But…”

“No buts! Gimme.” I reach my hand out motioning for his phone.

"Kay, you don't have to—" He starts to protest, but the words die on his lips as our fingers touch while he hands me the phone.

"It's not a big deal." I smile reassuringly, but my heart hammers against my ribcage, betraying me. Why did the air seem thinner all of a sudden?

"Okay," he relents with a sigh. "I don't know what to say."

"Let's keep it simple." I reposition myself so that I'm sitting next to him against the headboard, tucking the sheet under my armpits. I began typing, conscious of his gaze on me. 'Hey Lauren, had a great time last night. Hope you're having a good morning. Just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you. Can't wait to see you again soon.' I show him the screen.

"Perfect," he murmurs, but his eyes aren't on the message; they remain fixed on me.

"Sent." I hit the button before I could second-guess the impulse and he can reconsider. "There, now she knows you didn't just ghost her after you fucked. Cause that's the worst fucking feeling."

"Thanks, Kay," he says, but the slight unease lingers in his face, and I can’t deny the electricity that seems to dance between us, charged by something unspoken yet felt deeply.

"Anytime," I reply, my voice a mere whisper, wondering why my pulse is racing. I hand the phone back.

Chris emerges from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. As he walks towards the closet, his gaze flickers between us. “What's with the two of you,” he asks, his eyebrow raises quizzically, amusement evident in his tone.

“Nothing!” Changbin and I both exclaim simultaneously, before dissolving into giggles.

Chris purses his lips, then chuckles slightly. “It's always something with you guys,” he says before disappearing into his walk-in closet.

I turn back to Changbin, my eyes scanning over his outfit. He looks great. “Why are you so dressed up?” I reach over to fix his collar.

“Important meeting with a potential new investor for one of the businesses.”

I assume since he's talking about it openly, it must be for one of the legal ones. “One of the clubs?” I ask.

“An outdoor shopping center development. But we plan to open another club there as well.”

I nod. “So no ripped sleeves today?” I tease, a wide grin spreading on my face.

He tries to suppress a laugh. “Stop making fun of my favorite shirt!” he yells, mock offense in his tone.

“You act like it's your only shirt.”

“You do,” Chris agrees as he walks out of the closet, looking suave as fuck in a tailored black suit jacket and trousers. The material hugs his frame perfectly, while a light blue shirt unbuttoned to just below his collarbone adds a touch of casualness.

“Not all of us want to be the GQ man of the year. But you always look sexy, hyung!” Changbin jokes.

“Yeah, yeah.” Chris chuckles as he fixes the buttons on his sleeve. “Can we go?”

“Yup.” Changbin hops off the bed and smooths his pants out.

“Bye babe,” Chris says to me, sitting in the spot Changbin just vacated to kiss me gently on the lips. “I'll see you tonight?”

“No, I have a date.” I turn to Changbin. “We still on for tonight?" I ask, already looking forward to our usual Sunday night ritual.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Changbin replies with a wide grin, his eyes briefly locking with mine.

“Right. Housewives’ night.” Chris sighs.

“You can always join us,” I say, running my fingers through his hair playfully.

“Nah. I'm good.” Leaning in closer, he whispers in my ear, “You know I love you, right?”

A smile spreads across my face as I reply, “Yeah. I love you too.” We share another sweet kiss, before he pulls away.

“I’ll stop by after your date.”

“Okay.” He gets up and heads towards the door. “Bye Binnie,” I call out.

“Bye. And we'll take Hyunjin with us and drop him off.”

“Thank you! I’m too hungover to deal with him,” I say as I grab a pillow to lie on and pull the covers over my head.

As Chris follows behind Changbin, I hear Chris ask, “He’s still here??”

[castlebyersafterdark]

Saw these elsewhere and I'm feeling insane and greedy and hope you to go for it and answer the list, so I've sent you the lot. Have it it, my dear!

A. What is your sweet spot?

B. What is your favorite part of the body?

C. Leather or lace or silk?

D. Are you rough or romantic?

E. Have you ever had sex in a public place?

F. What is your favorite position in the bedroom?

G. How many people have you had sex with?

H. What is your biggest turn-off?

I. What do you wear to bed?

J. Do you like to cuddle?

K. What are your thoughts on friends with benefits?

L. Are you a quickie or do you prefer to take your time?

M. Tongue or no tongue?

N. Have you ever had sex in the shower?

O. Are you a giver or a receiver?

P. Is it okay to kiss on the first date?

Q. Have you ever had a one-night stand?

R. Do you like massages? Giving or receiving?

S. Would you rather make out or cuddle?

T. Are you the jealous type?

U. Do you like teasing or being teased?

V. Hair down there or clean-shaven?

W. Do you like watching/being watched?

X. Do you read erotica?

Y. What is your favorite foreplay?

Babes!!! Wow!! Greedy greedy indeed. I'm not going to answer all of these, being a tease so I'm skipping a bunch. Below:

D. Are you rough or romantic? There's a very special time and place for rough and I do very much love those times - overall, overwhelmingly romantic 😘😘

E. Have you ever had sex in a public place? In the woods on a hike. Bathroom stalls. I've done things in a canoe in the middle of a lake. Beach. Other places. Hmmm.

F. What is your favorite position in the bedroom? Chest and stomach flat to the mattress, just ragdolled all deep and hard, soooo damn hot. But.... I also love a sweet romantic vanilla chest to chest, because honestly most of the time I just wanna kiss during it and see his face, take it slow.

H. What is your biggest turn-off? My man would never do these things because he does not have the personality and knows my thoughts on it, but degradation and humiliation make me uncomfortable and it's a big nope. Too sensitive!! Could never get off to it or from it. Can't read it, can't watch it. Ughhh.

I. What do you wear to bed? Normally - just underwear, or often nothing. I don't like the feeling of sleeping with too much fabric on fabric, I like to be free and move around under the covers, feels nice 😊 And he's nice and warm - I do NOT need space when I'm sleeping. Hold me close.

J. Do you like to cuddle? YES. Perfect when you're both the clingy one.

K. What are your thoughts on friends with benefits? My first relationship with a boy was a secret fwb in high school and the trend continued into adulthood. Had more of these than actual BFs. Casually fooling around with friends was so much fun when you were young and carefree.

L. Are you a quickie or do you prefer to take your time? Quickies are lovely because sometimes it's just about getting off and I have a pretty high sex drive but - I prefer to slow down, take my time, peak romance, if given the choice.

O. Are you a giver or a receiver? Double option here depending on context! I prefer giving head over receiving it but I'd rather bottom than top. Yay.

P. Is it okay to kiss on the first date? Totally OK! But when I finally went out with Z we didn't! It haunted me for days that he didn't kiss me and I spiraled a good long while after our first date because it was amazing and we clicked but - no kiss? Barely texted me after? Oh ☹️ Turned out that man of mine was too nervous oh god it just made me fall faster once he admitted 🥲

W. Do you like watching/being watched? 🎪🎵Well baby I'm a put on a show kinda girl🎶🎪 And yeah, both. Both are good.

X. Do you read erotica? Read it and write it! God bless the millions of horny nerds across the world who provide us all with lovely prose about fictional characters fucking in all sorts of fascinating ways.

Y. What is your favorite foreplay? I could honestly make out for hours and hours and always will love it. Just the best. When there's time, nothing better than long moments spent kissing all tangled up that slowly fade and smolder into a nice slow fuck where you've been totally lost in each other for a while. Forget all else in this crazy world and it's reduced to just the two of you, the feeling of having undivided attention and giving it right back. Draw it out. Hmmm. Yes...

[milaisreading]

She likes a boy?

Warnings: Reader uses she/her, and so does Sae. This is a fem x fem fanfic, so if you do not like these sort of fanfics, move along. Reader is implied to be bisexual, btw. Hope whoever reads this, likes it. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"Isn't he cool?! And the way he plays on the field is always so breathtaking to watch!" (Y/n) blushed as she watched her high school football team practice. Sae, who was standing next to her let out a silent sigh and leaned against the railing, sending (Y/n) a few glances, her eyes softening as she gazed at the older Isagi. She really couldn't understand what (Y/n) saw in that guy. Oliver Aiku was possibly the most obnoxious guy she had the displeasure to meet, and he was a player as well. Sae didn't want her friend to get hurt.

'It's not just that...' The red-haired girl gulped as (Y/n) left her side to talk with Aiku during the team's short break. The all too familiar feeling of jealousy creeping up on her as she watched the smile on (Y/n)'s face... a smile Sae was all too familiar with.

'I am completely in love with her. And I could definitely treat her way better than he could. Why was I born a girl even?!' Sae sighed in frustration, glaring at Aiku as he waved at her.

'That bastard! Why is focusing on me when and angel like her is blessing his presence! (Y/n), why can't you see he is not the right guy for you?' Sae gulped down a few tears. She really wanted to be happy for her friend, and she would have been if it wasn't Aiku of all people who stole her attention.

'He so far cheated on every girlfriend he was with. Please don't date him...' Sae silently begged to herself as she watched the two part ways.

"Sorry that I ran off like that! Should we go and get some food? It's a Friday, anyway." (Y/n) suggested, earning a quick nod from Sae.

"I would be more than happy to."

'At least I can still be her friend and love her from afar.' Sae smiled warmly as she felt (Y/n) softly grab her wrist. I was something the other girl used to do when they were younger as she was a timid child, much like her younger brother, Yoichi.

"Alright then! It's my treat-"

"Nope~ I will pay. You paid last time." Sae interrupted her from speaking further.

"No but!" (Y/n) blushed a little as Sae poked her nose.

"Meanie."

"You are cute~" The redhead chuckled as (Y/n)'s face turned a deeper shade of red.

"Shut up." The girl said,her own heartbeat quickening a little.

'Sae...' (Y/n) thought, looking at the slightly taller girl.

The same night, with (Y/n)...

'Oliver or Sae... Oliver or Sae... who is it?' The (h/c) haired girl wondered as she sat on her bed. Her own emotions, unknown to Sae, were completely all over the place for the past 6 months. While she did have a crush on Oliver ever since their first year in hight school, she recently noticed the growing attachment and yearning she felt towards her best friend. (Y/n) wasn't stupid, she knew what her feelings were. She loved both of them very much, but she knew she couldn't have both. They deserved way more than an indecisive person in their lives. So, tonight (Y/n) decided to finally put an end to all of this, she had to! All of this was taking a toll on her as well, she just wanted to finally have everything sorted out. Although it might have been a stupid idea, (Y/n) had taken a notebook and written down all the things she liked about both Sae and Oliver, and that didn't help her indecisiveness at all.

'I am even more set back than I already was...' The girl thought, throwing the notebook away as she leaned against her bedframe.

"Sae or Oliver... Sae or Oliver... Who should I confess to even?" She mumbled, the familiar ball of anxiety in her stomach making itself known, again, her heart beat quickening the more she thought about either of them.

"Hmmm... I will let fate decide..." (Y/n) mumbled, getting off of her bed and walking towards her desk where her wallet was.

"There it is..." She smiled as she found a one yen coin, taking it out with a shaky hand.

'Head is Sae... Tail will be Oliver.' She decided as she flipped the coin. After a few seconds, she caught the item and put it on the back of her hand. (Y/n)'s breathing grew uneven as she looked at item that was still covered up by her hand.

"Just uncover it, you coward. You promised to solve this tonight." She told herself, slowly removing her hand from the coin. Her eyes slowly widening in disbelief as she saw which side won.

"Wow...I..."

Meanwhile, with Sae...

"Sis, you have been gloomy the whole week. What happened now?" Rin raised an eyebrow as he stood at the entrance of Sae's room, the girl only giving him an eyeroll.

"Are you really asking me that? You of all people are should know by now."

"Is it about (Y/n) again? Why don't you just tell her how you feel?" Rin raised am eyebrow.

"Are you insane?" Sae asked, looking at Rin like he had two heads now.

"I don't want to ruin my friendship with her. I know she doesn't love me like that. No matter how much I want to believe she does, it isn't reality." Sae sighed sadly, earning a sympathetic look from Rin.

"How would you know? She may as well keep those things hidden from you like you ar-"

"Rin, she likes a boy. She is in love with a boy. I know that. I see that every day. I am forced to endure all the talks about how Oliver is this and that! It pisses me off, but I can't do anything about that. She loves a boy, and I am not a boy." Sae said, wiping away a few tears as she felt all the memories rush back to her. Just before Rin could say anything back, Sae's phone rang and she quickly accepted the call when she saw it was (Y/n).

"Are you alright? Why are you calling so late?" The redhead asked in worry. Rin watched in confusion as his sister's face morphed from worry to surprise to relief as she got up from her bed.

"Sure! I will be there quick. The park isn't too far from me." Sae answered as she ended the call and took a nearby jacket.

"Where are you going?" Rin asked in worry as Sae rushed past him.

"(Y/n) needs me! I will be at the nearby park!"

"Now?! It started snowing!" Rin yelled after her.

"I don't care!"

"Now I know! Now I finally know..." (Y/n) told herself as she quickly ran down the street. The moment she saw tail had won and the disappointment that had settled in her, she knew that Sae was the one she wanted to win, not Oliver.

'Sae... it was her all along! I am so happy to finally know! I will confess now and see if she likes me the same way!' (Y/n) thought as a nervous smile took over her face, completely ignoring the cold of the November night. Entering the small park where her and Sae first met, (Y/n) felt a blush take over her face as she saw the said girl.

"Sae!" The older Isagi yelled, catching the redhead's attention. Sae felt like her heart was about to explode when she saw the other girl qukckly approach her.

"(Y/n)..." Sae mumbled, watching as she slowly came to a stop, taking a few deep breaths in front of Sae.

"What did you need me for?" Sae asked softly after a while when she saw that (Y/n) calmed down a little. The shorter girl looked around the park nervously, then slowly grabbed one of Sae's hands into hers. This action surprised Sae a little and she felt her heartbeat go out of control as she gazed into her eyes.

"(Y/n)..."

"I... this might sound weird, and you can say no, I don't mind." The girl started as Sae kept quiet.

"I... I am in love with you... I have been so unsure with my own feelings the whole time, but I know now for sure. You are the one I love. I love everything about you, Sae Itoshi. I... I hope you don't hate me for this." Sae felt her whole world stop for a moment. These words were not things she expected to hear out of (Y/n).

"You... you mean that?" The redhead stuttered out, moving closer to (Y/n).

"Yes! I love your intelligence, your laugh, your jokes, the way you used to comfort me when I was younger. I love that you never looked at me weirdly when I would admit my fears to you... I... I just live you as a whole." (Y/n) admitted, preparing herself for a rejection. But, to her surprise, she saw a smile appear on her face as Sae softly grabbed her cheeks.

"I love you, too. I always have and always will. I could never hate you." Sae felt her own heart stop as she kissed (Y/n) on her cheek. This was the best day of her life. The person she loved all these years loved her back.

'I couldn't ask for more.' Sae's smile widened as (Y/n) hugged her tightly, burying her face into her shoulder blade.

"I am glad." (Y/n) admitted as Sae hugged her back.

[pluppsauthor]

OC Interview Tag

Thank you to @phoenixradiant for the tag!

Rules: answer the following questions in the perspective of one of your OCs!

Last time I did Jesse and Reven. Continuing down the line of Forsaken characters (they won't leave my head), let's do my favourite (and currently only) blind boy, Zenith!

Are you named after anyone?

"...No..? I don't think so. It's not worth going back to my family just to ask them that. The dead gods know I already can't stand them as is."

When was the last time you cried?

"I don't think I could say the last... time... I've cried. But as much near-death experiences and hell we go through, I think I've always handled it the worst. Maybe because I can't see the threat, I hold this higher sense of danger, and it just sort of... eats away at me from time to time. So I cry from being overwhelmed sometimes."

Do you have kids?

"Eh, no. I don't think I plan too either, not as of now."

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

"Sometimes. Dusk and Dawn are always so serious. A strategist and a commander? If I don't crack a joke or use some sarcasm, they're gonna become heartless. Maybe not, but you know what I mean."

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

"Their voice. What did you expect me to say? 'Their eyes'? No, but really, I pay attention to people's voices a lot, tells me a lot about their character."

What’s your eye colour?

*5 straight minutes of laughter* "Oh, that's a good one... Oh, you're serious? I don't even know what colours look like! I've been told they're purple, and that purple is unnatural eye colour. But I don't know what purple is! Or what a normal eye colour is!"

Scary movies or happy endings?

*Another minute of laughter* "You must not have written these with the thought of asking a blind person, did you? While technically I can watch movies, it isn't really the same. But as for scary stories and happy endings... scary stories are way more fun."

Any special talents?

"Well, I'm blind--That's not the talent by the way--see, despite being blind I can kind of... I can sense gravity. It's hard to explain, but think of it like this: Dusk can make light, Dawn can... do whatever it is she does with shadows, I... can sense gravity. Along with a few other things of course. I guess I also a have good balance and hearing. But I don't know if its better than the average person."

Where were you born?

"North City. Okay... well... I wasn't born in my family home. Okay, so my family's house was very close to the Titan Family's main building (in north city at least). Because of this, there was a tunnel connecting them for medical emergencies. My mother went into labour and... didn't make it. So, technically, I was born in an underground tunnel between my home and the Titan Family's main building."

Do you have any pets?

"My family was on the border of being considered rich. So we did have a cat, a real cat, while I was growing up. I don't know how those things still exist today seeing how many other animals went extinct."

What sort of sports do you play?

"I didn't really play any sports."

How tall are you?

"I don't know, can't really check. I've only been told, but last that I remember... 180 centimetres? Somewhere around there if that's not it."

What was your favourite subject in school?

"Ooo... art. No, I'm joking, I'm joking. Uh... probably music. Oh, maybe history, but only when they talked about myths and legends and stuff like that. Mostly music. I can play a few instruments, should I have said that in the talents section? I probably should have."

What is your dream job?

"Dream job... hmmm... I'm not sure. Out of the main trio, between me, Dusk, and Dawn... I'm the odd one out. Both of them both want revenge and to take down the families, and I don't really. I just want to help people, but as for a dream job... ... ...I guess, if it can be anything, some kind of artist. Preferably also with the ability to see what I'm painting or sculpting, or whatever it is I would do."

A lot tamer, considering... last time... Anyway! Tags! @tildeathiwillwrite, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @mk-writes-stuff, and open tag! ❤

Here are the questions!

Are you named after anyone? When was the last time you cried? Do you have kids? Do you use sarcasm a lot? What’s the first thing you notice about people? What’s your eye colour? Scary movies or happy endings? Any special talents? Where were you born? Do you have any pets? What sort of sports do you play? How tall are you? What was your favourite subject in school? What is your dream job?

[aurumjank]

What are your five favorite fanfics? Do you read fics from other fandoms? If so, which ones?

What is your favorite type of weather?

Do you have a favorite genre of books?

Do you have any pets? If not, what type would you like to have if you could?

If you came to a sleepover, what would be the most unusual item you would bring with you?

If you could travel anywhere on Earth safely, where would you visit?

What is one food you love and one you cannot stand?

Sorry for the wait, I'm finally answering.

1. It's hard to choose just five... I mean, just your works are going to take up all five spots and it still won't be enough 😂 Lately, I started downloading works I love so much I wouldn't want to lose if something happens. And there's 182 stories just in Glee fandom in my downloads. Also, yes, I do read other fandoms. Only Teen Wolf right now though.

So, I'm going to try and choose five favourite short stories (meaning less than 2000 words, because otherwise it's too much and I can't choose anything) from Glee that I reread the most.

A world to rediscover by hundredindecisions

Chocolate-covered dork by JWMelmoth (this and other Kadam short stories, like Going up and Help wanted)

High heeled shoes by DanaNick82 (there's also the whole series of Glee drabbles by this author that I love)

Warriors by Believs(EnbyNeti)

What are brothers for? by daftydraw

There are also 2000-5000 words list:

A venti of prevention by elledelajoie (which, by the way, LOVE the word play in the name)

A day in life by CriminalGleePotter (I love the first chapter with the film, it's just... delicious)

Birds of a feather by SilverGrayAndMauve

The one who waits by deliriumbubbles

The Poltergeist by vcg73

Yeah, okay. I'll stop myself here. Or else there's going to be a list of all 182 favourites 😅

2. I love any kind of weather as long as I'm not going outside. Otherwise, the perfect weather for me is around 22-25°C, sunny but not hot, and with a light wind. And when it's just after the rain, so the air still smells fresh, like earth and wet asphalt.

3. I love fantasy books, mystery and adventure. If it's all three in one - perfect!

4. I don't have any pets, but my sister and her boyfriend got themselves a cat, and now I'm a proud auntie 😌💜 I would like to have a cat myself, though.

5. Hmmm... Does my knitting count? When I go to my friends overnight, I usually don't take a lot of stuff, and this is the most unusual thing I take with me.

6. Anywhere! Everywhere around the world! Or, I wish I could say that, but I do realise that I'm more of a stay-at-home person. I want to see the world, but I hate going to any kind of new places by myself. Though, if we're talking about SAFE travel anywhere, then I would visit my grandma in Ukraine. I haven't seen her in person since the summer of 2021 and at this point I already lived in Poland for almost 4 years.

7. I love meat. Any kind of meat: beef, pork, chicken, rabbit, turkey, quail, duck etc. I almost perfected my meat cooking skills to 100% and now I can do pretty much anything: soups, stews, goulash, fried, grilled, baked, with vegetables or by itself, with different sauces.

One thing I can't stand though are any kind of cooked onions. If they're not fresh I can't eat them. Not steamed, or fried, or in any dish. No. Just no.

Thanks for the ask and sorry for the long wait 💜