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#bc im still working on the one for week 3. i decided to do a fic and it's getting...long.
diqldrunks · 3 days
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HOW DO I LOVE AGAIN? — S. REID
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ask: Ouchhh the spencer x dead reader has me in my feelsss 💔💔😩😩 How abt spencer grieving dead reader?? I really want to see how he would grieve especially since they were supposed to get MARRIED 😣😣😣
summary: a part two to ‘dancing with your ghost’
a/n: hey nonnie!! i’m so sorry if this is crappy — im sitting at a bar right now doing some revision and chatting with a cute bartender [reupload bc im silly and accidently deleted it]
cw/tw: spencer continues to struggle with reader’s death. no graphic violence — only mentions of you dying from being shot. (fem!reader)
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im very much basing this on what he did in response to maeve
he would lock himself away, but would still be doing work from your his apartment
even though he hadn’t taken a psych eval (lets be honest, there’s no way he’s passing it) he was still able to access the cases
(aaron would drop by once a week without telling the rest of the team, and leave a few files, picking up the ones from the week before — sometimes leaving some food for him to reheat)
its not that spence needed hotch’s food, as jj and penelope (after realising spencer wouldn’t let them in) would leave food outside, a mix of groceries and already cooked food.
derek, emily and rossi — i can’t really decide how they’d react
rossi would stay away, appreciating spencer needs time
emliy and derek would give anything to jj or penelope respectively — not really knowing what to do themselves.
a/n 2: im so sorry sweetheart, i’d make this longer, but the bartender is free again and chatting to me but i still want to post this now (i can focus more on this — e.g. spence’s first case back etc if you would like!!) <3
spencer reid taglist (lmk if you want to be added!!); @madamequackson @maroon-winestain @loveeharrington @garfieldsladybird @rotten1angel
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ban-joey · 5 months
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sending laser beams to my professor with my mind. kenneth you said midterm grades would b up by this afternoon. it is officially TONIGHT and guess what? kenneth i would love to not be clenching my teeth in my sleep tonight. kenneth i will be sending you a bill in the mail. yes i know its probably a TAs responsibility but i blame you personally. i hate school
#i dont im having a lot of fun (genuinely) but it is often pretty stressful#did find out there are a few folks adjacent to my program doing zoonoses & climate change research so im very excited to chat w them next w#possibly directing my thesis towards one health. social epi gradually becoming less interesting#plus i think my strengths do lie in applying epi to biological concepts so. one health works there#my brain continually trying to get back to lyme disease :( sometimes i really do miss the east coast tbh!#not lying actually i think the number one thing i miss is the amt of vector borne disease research LMFAO#i do unfortunately kind of have a crush on a classmate so that's fine but whatever. grad school. men are nice to me and i lose my mind ig#need to go make out w a hot trans person i think that would solve my problems rn#but also it's nice to be so excited about someone deciding to sit next to me in every class :)#like wow how isolated have i been the last 3 years to be so delighted by like. active signs i have Officially Made Friends.#even if he does live like a block away from my dad and jokes every goddamn day like 'so i saw your dad yesterday' no you DIDNT shut UP#idk yesterday he sat right next to me in a class he usually sits w other people in and it sort of sent my brain off the edge and now im jus#yeah. sitting with this one. it's fine like it's normal. but wowie i do think it's my first time having a Big Ol Crush since (redacted)#a little scary for my animal brain i think but it's okay!#im 25 in like 3 ish weeks and i still get embarrassed about this stuff somehow? stupid.#he's just really nice and always really fun to talk to! i think i had to officially Sit With Myself today bc epi is doing a holiday party#and there's a baking contest and we were talking abt it in class and i was indecisive abt whether i want to participate#and he like fully cut me off and was like oh you should bake something so i can have some :)#and. well fuck now i have to lmao. IM SO EASY IT'S SO EMBARRASSING#good evening everyone. guess this is my journal now. anyway ken rice you owe me twenty dollars and i aim to COLLECT
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agi-ppangx · 3 months
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stranger (hwang hyunjin x gn!reader)
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angst, hurt without comfort, break up, reader is in shambles
an: that's definitely not my best work so im really sorry for any mistakes >< nonetheless i hope you'll enjoy it, bc in my head the idea was pretty cool :3 also, the paragraphs written in italic are the memories, i dont know if i made it clear enough😭
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“yn, don’t make it even harder,” hyunjin whispered as he glanced at your face. you must’ve looked truly pathetic - the tears were making their way down your red, puffy face and you were sobbing loudly. you couldn’t believe what had just happened - did he really break up with you or was it just a bad dream?
“hyune- baby, please, i-” you stuttered, gasping for air in between sobs.
“i’ve made my decision. goodbye, yn.” with that he closed the door, leaving you on the floor of your apartment. your vision was blurry and you were too weak to even get up. that day you fell asleep on the floor by the entrance, foolishly hoping that hyunjin would come back to you.
you recalled the memory, stepping out of the shower. it was the first time in a week when you decided to take care of yourself after hyunjin broke up with you. it’d been a hard week, but you couldn’t remember much anyway. the only thing you knew was the pain in your chest as if your heart was ripped from your body.
you didn’t bother to put on any clothes or to brush your damp hair since you headed straight to bed. you dropped your tired, achy body on the messy beddings and you shivered. it’d been raining for the past few days and you wondered if the sun had peeked into your bedroom through the curtains and told the clouds to match your mood so you wouldn’t feel lonely. you curled yourself into a ball, placing your hands on your shoulders as the raindrops pattered softly on your window. tap, tap, tap, the rhythm of the rain made your finger move faintly against your shoulder and suddenly the memories flooded your brain.
you felt someone tapping your shoulder and you yelped, blushing instantly as you realised you made too much noise in the library.
“sorry! sorry, i just-” the boy started hesitantly, whisper-yelling the apology. “are going to use that book?” he pointed to the textbook you were holding firmly in your hands. you nodded.
“oh, okay, sorry for bothering you!” he said with a frown and started walking away.
“wait! you can join me if also need it,” you suggested with a shy smile and he stopped in his tracks, turning around to you with a grin.
your hand wandered down your body, stopping at the waist. you squeezed it once, just like hyunjin used to do. a few tears made their way down your face.
“we passed!” hyunjin exclaimed as he ran to you with a piece of paper in his hand. you grinned at him as he stopped right in front of you, proudly showing you his score.
“congrats, hyune! are you going to-” you started but never finished as he suddenly grabbed your waist and picked you up, spinning you around, and you giggled. when he put you down he still firmly held your waist with one hand, squeezing it.
“let’s go and eat something, hm? my treat,” he said and you just smiled, letting him lead the way.
you squeezed your eyes, loud sobs now leaving your body as you remembered how happy you two used to be together. the rain outside intensified, turning into a downpour, and it made you feel even worse. “stop crying” you thought. “show the sun you’re okay so the clouds won’t have to suffer anymore.”
you moved your hand to wipe your wet cheek, but you just rested it there, suddenly remembering how hyunjin used to cradle your face.
“look, i can hold the whole world in my hands,” he whispered, looking you deeply in the eyes as his hands held your cheeks. you blushed and playfully hit him in the arm.
“stop being cheesy,” you whined, dropping your eyes because hyunjin’s gaze was too piercing for you. he giggled at your words and kissed your forehead.
“i just really love you, you know?” he then said and you hid your red face in the crook of his neck, breathing his cologne and relaxing completely as his arms protected you from the outside world. in that moment you felt complete.
a long wail left your body. it hurt, it hurt so much you thought you weren’t going to make it. what was left for you anyway? there was no one who could hug you after a long day, no one who could wait for you with warm dinner, no one who loved you.
you brought your hand to your hair, desperately trying to comb through them as hyunjin used to whenever you felt too overwhelmed. you grazed your nails on your scalp, imitating his movements, but it only increased the pain. you didn’t know how to treat yourself anymore - you gave all of you to hyunjin and as he left he took your heart with him, leaving you with the void that nothing and no one could ever fill again.
you wrapped your arms around your body again, squeezing yourself as hard as you could, but you soon realised only hyunjin could embrace you tightly enough for all the broken parts of you to fall back into place. with the day he left you you became a stranger to yourself.
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pinkaditty · 3 months
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Pink Slush
*timidly tiptoes into my blog but crashes into a comically placed vase and breaks it into pieces and it makes the "oh no, our table!" noise*
looooooong a/n: hiiiiiiiiii............ so it's december! and my last thirst was in october! in my defense... im graduating with a B.S. next semester bro. lots going on woo! but thankfully break is here and all i have to do next semester is research! so ill be active lots more i promise <3 anyways as a thank you for waiting so patiently i have decided that u all deserve a little treat and that little treat is a typical aphrodisiac-induced threesome, except it's between you, Solomon, and Barbatos! IT'S NOT FINISHED but it's in the works so enjoy this little sneak peek of it <3 after this ill work on finishing part 3 of the pervert series and then im answering some asks!
CW: slight dub-con bc u all r under the influence of an aphrodisiac, but otherwise fully consensual, no penetration yet but there is some humping, panting, and lots of men moaning. mc's physical attributes aren't mentioned, so gn!mc.
MINORS DNI PLEASE!! I WILL BLOCK MINOR BLOGS AND AGELESS ONES! PLEASE RESPECT MY BOUNDARY!
It had all started when you, very innocently, asked Solomon if you could participate in his potions-making sessions this afternoon. You didn’t know what he had been making for the past few weeks, but the fat black cauldron had been sitting on his desk for days at a time; bubbling in magenta and overflowing in blue and being his overall first priority when it turned pink. You weren’t even let into his room much anymore, because he’d be so busy taking care of the thing that you couldn’t spend time together. You huffed at his broad chest as you were ushered out a second time, Solomon’s strangely pink lips uttering various excuses of “you being in here is dangerous!” and “something might go wrong!” and “i don’t want you to suffer from any side effects”. His lips were all you could stare at as he continued to mumble something about the potential dangers of the potion and how having a novice around would do more harm than good. Absent-mindedly, he leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to your forehead, promising to spend more time soon. You realized that he probably hadn’t meant to do that, because the second you pressed your fingertips to your forehead in shock, his face burst out into a deep pink blush. He coughed and hurriedly turned his head to the side, muttering about the side effects again, apologizing for the potency of the potion, and closing his door. You could still hear his muttering. 
The upside to Solomon’s newfound business was that he no longer had any time to cook as often as he used to, so your favorite demon, Barbatos, was at Purgatory Hall’s kitchen, helping to fix a treat for dessert after having brought leftovers from the castle for dinner. You figured, since Solomon wouldn’t let you in, you’d just go and attempt not to be too much of a burden to Barbatos. Upon reaching the kitchen, delicious smells of ingredients you were familiar with filled the air. You were surprised to discover he had been making commonplace human world dishes today. “Hey,” you start, Barbatos turning to you to acknowledge your presence and give a soft smile in greeting. “What are you making?” You approach with your arms behind your back, not wanting to disturb Barbatos too much. He smiled a little wider at you and turned back to his work. “Trying to replicate human world ice-cream.” Barbatos’s voice was ever monotone, and he often spoke in small half-sentences when he was busy. You never minded. If anything, it was endearing to you. He was always so dedicated to his work, sometimes so absorbed in it he didn’t notice anything outside of it. However, you knew he wasn’t unaware of your staring, and it was obvious in how he moved. You didn’t mention it. “Made cookies to go with it.” He shrugged his left shoulder in the direction of a pan full of chocolate-chip cookies, aromatic and fresh from the oven. You hadn’t even noticed Luke’s small figure before you entered, but there he was at the counter, reaching upwards to feast on a cookie. “Have some. And please prevent Luke from eating them all.” The first two words were said suspiciously close to your ear after you’d turned away to glance in the direction he’d shrugged. You pretended to ignore the heat on the back of your neck and tips of your ears as you approached Luke, gently patting his head. He wiggled and shouted in protest, but ultimately let you, holding your hand in his hair when you tried to pull away. With your other hand, you reached out for a cookie, and ate it rather quickly. Barbatos’s baking was always top-notch, and today was no exception. The buttery cookie melted on your tongue, warm chocolate spreading over your taste buds. You had to stop yourself from reaching for another one and turned Luke’s attention away from the cookies so he wouldn’t eat more. With him safely nestled in the couch next to Simeon, watching a crude human world reality TV show, you found it okay to return to Barbatos’s side. He had already finished the ice cream, so there was no way for you to help in making, but he happily invited you to taste test it. 
He held out a spoon by it’s handle, a large dollop of ice cream on it’s end. You couldn’t decide if he intended for you to eat it or take it first. Without thinking too hard, you leaned forwards and took the spoon in your mouth, gently coaxing the ice cream off of the spoon and into your mouth. Barbatos momentarily froze, almost unnoticeable before returning to his demeanor. His smile was gentle, and his eyes shone with an unreadable expression. You slowly leaned off of the spoon as Barbatos slipped it from between your lips, and turned away to put it in the sink. 
He turned back towards you to watch your expression. You could tell he was curious, but he did not show it. His head was tilted in observation, his classic reserved expression and gentle smile on his face. “How is it, MC?” You are surprised when you hear him speak, jolted from your observation of his features. You nod vigorously, expressing your approval of his attempt. He smiles wider and turns away, preparing for clean up. 
“Ah, by the way, MC.” Barbatos addresses you as he’s turned away. He knows better than to suspect you may have wandered off. “Forgive me for my forwardness, but if I may, what are you doing down here?” You watched him as he moved back and forth across the creamy marble tile of the kitchen, picking up dish after dish, his arms gently flexing with every heavy pan, hands covered in bubble mesh from the soap. “I expected you to be upstairs with Solomon, helping him with his potions today.” You didn’t miss the way his voice grated when he said his name. You sigh amusedly at their fight, hoping Barbatos didn’t hear it. If he did, he makes no move to make it obvious. 
“Solomon won’t let me into his room any longer… He’s making some really intricate potion and it’s been eating up his attention lately…” You pout without realizing it, having wanted to spend time with him after not seeing him often in weeks. You were rather fond of his antics, and treasured the time you spent together, learning all sorts of new magic from him and deepening the bond of your friendship. Sure, perhaps you might be pushing a little hard to spend time with him, but it’d been weeks. That much had to be understandable. 
When you look up, Barbatos is turned towards you, rolling his sleeves down and donning his gloves. The cleaning had already been finished, ice cream placed in cold storage and cookies left out to be ravaged by whoever. You smile at him, his efficiency never failing to surprise you. He smiles back, gently, before returning his attention to his gloves. “Have you heard what it might be?” 
“No, and I really want to figure it out… But he won’t let me in.” You sigh, turning towards the stairs, wondering if a third try today was really worth it. You heard Barbatos approach from the side, looking up the stairs with you. You glanced at him from the side, and you could see the gears turning in his head. Both of you wanted to see him - likely for very different reasons - but wanted to see him regardless. 
“Let us go upstairs.” Barbatos spoke suddenly, and you turned to him fully. “I need to speak with him about the condition of the kitchenware after his atrocious cooking.” His expression was as displeased as you’d ever seen it, his eyebrows quirked downwards, and his lips in a straight line.
A smile spreads across your face and you have to muffle your laughter in your hand, following Barbatos up the stairs. Upon reaching the wooden door of his room again, Barbatos reached out to knock, announcing his presence. There was no answer, if not for the ominous humming of the potion and occasional whooshing and crackling sound of the fire underneath it. Barbatos’s eyebrows quirked in annoyance, and you brought a hand to your lips again, stifling your laughter. Barbatos once again knocked, announcing his presence slightly louder. You piped in as well this time, hoping Solomon would listen. There was still no answer, and Barbatos was becoming increasingly frustrated. You turned to him, about to insist that you come back later, when Barbatos reached out and pushed the door in, having realized it was unlocked. 
The scene that greeted you was expected: Solomon hunched over his potion, which was glowing neon pink on his face, the light highlighting the dark circles under his eyes. His hands were hovering on either side of the potion, as though prepared to grab whatever leaped from the cauldron and stuff it back in. He hadn’t seemed to notice your presence, too focused on the potion. You glanced at Barbatos, who was already storming in, uncaring about his privacy or lack of response. You followed, though significantly more timid, not daring to storm for fear of toppling his potion over. The fumes for it were already potent as you stepped in, and you swung the door shut to prevent it from wafting into the halls. The potion smelled overwhelmingly like a mix of perfume and musk, invading your senses but still rather somewhat pleasant. The smell of it made your body feel warm and somewhat weakened at the joints, like a warm cup of hot chocolate or the arms of a lover securing you in their grasp. You blinked, resisting the cloudy feeling in your head as you looked up. Barbatos was now in conversation with Solomon, likely berating him for the state of the kitchenware, while Solomon occasionally retorted back, still mostly focused on the potion. When Solomon looked up and noticed you, his expression went from surprise to slight frustration, his brows furrowing and his lips quirking down in displeasure. You knew he didn’t want to see you in here, but you waved at him anyway, and he rolled his eyes, attention too split between Barbatos and the potion to force you out. You walked over to where he and Barbatos were speaking, standing just behind them, watching Solomon hover over the pink, bubbling mixture. It was thick and gooey looking, some of it overflowing and dripping down the sides of his cauldron. The smell of musk and perfume was stronger as you got closer to the potion, but still pleasant. 
You don’t quite know what happened next. Barbatos must have said something that made Solomon turn to him, exasperation laced into every one of his features, contorting his expression. As Solomon turned, he knocked an elbow into the edge of the cauldron, and it tipped over, the gas and sludge spilling all over the three of you. 
Your shoes and pants drenched in pink sludge and the rest of you surrounded by a thick pink gas, you only have two seconds to feel displeased before a strange warmth spreads through your body. You swallow roughly at the feeling, heat rising in your cheeks. Your lower body begins to twinge strangely in response to the warmth, and you shudder. When you look up to survey the others, it seems they are in a similar state. Also covered in the pink sludge, but the redness of their cheeks betrayed their outward angered expressions. You wave away the gas, while not unpleasant to breathe, still very intoxicating. You clear your throat once the gas has mostly dispersed, still feeling warmth all over your body. When you try to speak, your voice comes out low and thick with arousal. “What… was that potion?” You hold a hand to your throat, surprised at your own voice. You attempt to clear your throat again, but when you mutter to yourself, there is no change. The warmth continues to build, intoxicating and somewhat suffocating under your clothing. The blush on your face deepens as you shift uncomfortably, everywhere your clothes brush against your skin burning with arousal. 
“That,” Solomon spoke, rather incredulously, thwap-ing a palm against his forehead. “Was… an extremely potent… aphrodisiac.” He spoke slowly, his words punctured by hisses and moans disguised as deep exhales. The sound of his voice was strangely intoxicating to you, and you couldn’t help but notice the pinkness of his lips again, watching his tongue flick against them as he prepared to elaborate. “I was brewing it… for a client… and now, here we are.” He had one hand fisted in the collar of his shirt, pulling it away from his skin to alleviate the growing heat. He didn’t sound angry, but it could have been the nature of the aphrodisiac softening his voice. His breathing was heavy and still punctured by small whimpers. He gripped his desk for support, trying to stay upright. 
You swallowed, watching his lips form these whimpers. You gripped your shirt too, both to distract yourself and to hopefully alleviate the way his actions were entracing. You forcefully turned your head away, towards Barbatos, who was also not in a very good state. It was then that you realized how potent this potion must have been, because even he could not keep himself upright. He was also gripping the other end of Solomon’s desk, unable to stand. His legs were shaking where he stood, and one hand was tugging at his collar. You watched his throat bob as he swallowed, breathing heavily and biting his lip. You couldn’t see his face, as he was turned away from you both, but the tips of his ears were a very bright red. His demonic features were beginning to unmask themselves, his tail swaying and his horns sprouting from his head. 
You were not in a good state either. Somehow, you’d lost your balance and tumbled backwards, landing on the edge of Solomon’s bed. You were panting, clutching at your R.A.D. uniform, fingers shakily moving to undo the buttons. The heat was too much. The shifting of your clothes was too much. Arousal blazed within you simply from sitting there, feeling your fingers move across your chest. You grit your teeth and your thighs twitch as you attempt to stave off the arousal and stay still.
“Nngh…” One of Solomon’s tantalizing moans. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut at the visceral reaction you had to his sounds, breathing heavily to calm yourself. When you could stand to, you opened your eyes and turned to glance at him. His face was red with arousal, eyes closed tight as he gently peeled his uniform jacket off of him, attempting to relieve the heat. You watch as it slides off of his shoulders, leaving behind a formal black button up that clung to his torso, slick with sweat and stuffy from the heat. You tried to look away, but couldn’t, enamored with how his fingers began to fiddle with the buttons at his collar, whimpering at the chance of freedom. You watched as his pink lips turned very red when he bit them, stifling his own moans at the feeling of cool air on his neck. 
You were dizzy with arousal. You had barely managed to peel off your own jacket, reluctant to go any further, but the heat seemed to urge you. You squeezed your legs together as your lower body twinged again, this time with more arousal than the last. You let out a strangled breath, gripping at Solomon’s bedsheets. You lifted your chin upwards, determined to resist the urges.
“Haah…” It was unfamiliar, but you could tell it wasn’t Solomon this time. Your eyes flew to the butler as he straightened up, having removed his tie, holding it in his gloved hand before it fell to the floor. Barbatos was leaning against Solomon’s desk, face red with arousal, a hazy look in his eyes. Gripping the desk with one hand, he lifted the other to his face and bit at the end of his glove, pulling it off of his hand. It slid off with ease, and he groaned at the release of heat, the look in his eyes becoming hazier. He removed his glove from his mouth, and there was a small string of saliva connecting his lips to the glove. He wiped it away, and bared his fangs for the second glove. 
Before you could watch him do it again and feel your arousal grow, you flop onto the bed and turn yourself over, muffling your moans with the nearest pillow. You lay your upper body across Solomon’s bed, face buried into a pillow, knees giving way and struggling to keep yourself up.
You did not hear the shuffling in the room, nor the footsteps, nor the hesitant movement behind you, having been too focused in muffling your own cries of arousal into the pitiful pillow. But you do feel when a weight from above presses into you, arms reaching for your chest, and a tongue presses into the back of your neck. You cry out in surprise, gripping the sheets harder and arching your back, feeling your backside hit the peak of someone’s arousal. When a strangled moan and push back are done in response, you know it is Solomon. He pants heavily for a moment before continuing to leave open-mouthed kisses on the back of your neck, lapping at the collection of your sweat and leaning forward to nibble on your ear. You bury your face further into the pillow, beginning to feel short of breath. You couldn’t even think straight anymore. You reached behind yourself for Solomon, lacing your fingers through his scalp and grabbing a fistful, attempting to ground yourself. Solomon moans loudly into your ear, curling his back and snapping his hips forward into you. You hear him pant as you feel the hardened length of him push between your thighs. You squeeze your thighs together, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel him continue to press further. His heavy breathing is indicative of his tongue lolling out, and it’s not hard to imagine his eyes rolling back either. Eventually he swallows and stops pressing, relieving some pressure on you and instead burying his face in the crook of your neck, mindlessly lapping his tongue at whatever exposed skin there was. Not wanting the pressing to stop, you pull on his hair again and he whines, pressing forward, face level with yours. You see tears prick the edges of his eyes as he presses between your legs again, feeling him brush against you. You muffle your moans into the pillow and he muffles his into your neck, reaching down to grip at your hips rather harshly, lost in the pleasure. He continues to mindlessly lap at your skin, pressing his forehead into your hair. 
You almost don't notice when the bed dips in front of you, the mattress now supporting three weights. It is then that you remember that you have managed to effectively trap yourself in with an accomplished immortal sorcerer and the most powerful demon in the three realms. Both of which are experiencing major arousal. Including you. 
You force yourself to look up, Solomon still buried in your neck. You were certain you looked a mess, but the stuttered exhale from Barbatos indicated otherwise. Barbatos didn't exactly look a mess, but he was certainly sweaty, disheveled, and full of yearning. His jacket and dress shirt were still on, but both were unbuttoned partway, revealing his neck and upper chest, glistening with sweat from the sticky heat. His mouth was wide open, panting for air, but his lips were curved upwards in a wicked smile. His eyes were shinier than before, glowing just slightly as his tail whipped back and forth behind him. You couldn't say that you weren't somewhat excited at this.
Barbatos began to tremble, leaning forward towards you until your faces were level and his chest was pressing into the bed. He leaned into the sheets, pressing his cheek against the thick comforter. His eyes were watery and he was still panting. You could see his fangs through the small part in his lips. "F-Forgive me…" His voice was low and breathy, and his eyes rolled as he spoke, as if simply exerting energy speaking was costing him. "Forgive me, MC… Every second, it gets… harder…" He suddenly inhaled sharply, gnashing his teeth together, trembling harder before releasing, exhaling heavily. He whimpered softly, closing his eyes and biting his lip to stifle anything further. You watched his face, paying no mind to the lack of movement behind you. You couldn't explain it, but this only made your need swell. His lips, small but soft and pink, were becoming discolored the longer he held them between his teeth. His hair was scattered over the comforter,  blue green strands hanging in front of his clear emerald eyes. His cheeks were red and his skin was splotchy, both from heat and arousal. He did not look as prim and proper as usual, and something about it stirred within you, deeper than the potion effects...
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a/n: haha and that's the end of that for now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! had this in the works for MONTHS! it's taken my blood, sweat, and tears y'all. i hope you enjoy this for now and i PROMISE i will deliver! it will be late... but i WILL deliver!
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awhkacey · 2 years
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10𝑘 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒:
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creds: 98VIPER on twitter
According to science, it takes an estimate of 10k repetitions to master a skill and develop the associated neural pathway to familiarise your brain with the new action that you are repeating.
It is said we need at least 300-400 reps per session to begin rewiring the brain, and viper has approximately worked out that 400 repetitions would equal an estimate of 500 seconds (9 minutes).
‘This also explains why if you are wavering, doing a little bit at a time, or you’re not doing it that often, you get distracted, or you forget to affirm, why it takes longer. Because you are not doing enough repetition’ - Sammy
Viper stated that this challenge is just to explain how repetition is able to create dominant thoughts. It just explains how affirming and repetition is enough to saturate your mind with the new story.
It is not a rule to complete the full 10k repetitions im one day, you can spread it out within a week, two weeks, or even a month.
Viper said if you spread it out within thirty days, you would only have to do approximately 333 repetitions throughout those thirty days, which is under 9 minutes every day!!
It is to be said, you can affirm, listen to subliminals, or affirmations tapes, it’s up to you how you want to saturate your mind.
‘if u affirm 10k ur brain is fully saturated and it becomes an actual fact and belief for u bc ur brain creates a path for it! ur 3d can conform in 3 secs if u want IT TO!!!’ - Viper
SHE IS NOTTT saying it has to take 10k repetitions it’s just a estimate backed up by science, it can still happen after 10 minutes of affirming or even instantly but it has been said by science it takes the ESTIMATE of 10k repetitions in order for brain to fully adapt to the new neurological pathway in the brain.
‘also in the notes i made, it is alsp scientifically proven that minimum 400 times is enough and i showed yall how to do it in 9 mins istg u dont need to be shitting crying throwing up 10k times the whole day believe me just REPEAT PLS It can be twice even’ - Viper
Now a lot of people have been panicking over the thought of having do ten repetitions but when you think about how we think approximately 60-80,000 thoughts a day it’s not even half of the thoughts we would be thinking anyway, so although it sounds a lot. It really isn’t.
This whole concept is for those that actually are willing to do the mental work in order to receive what they desire. The truth is if you want it bad enough you would not let the four of 10,000 thoughts get in the way of you and your manifestation.
Like that’s crazy to me, people are really having a hard time choosing between living the life don’t want and repeating an affirmation for 10,000 repetitions like??? Huh? Like people are getting really lazy to the point that they’re like ‘Wait? i have to think in order to get what i want?!!’ Like girl, you either want it or you don’t. make up your decision because while you’re deciding whether you wanna live the life you don’t wanna live just to escape repeating affirmations that’s your choice but while you do that rest of us will be out here living a dream lives because we actually did the mental work.
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evvlevie · 3 months
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very long post ahead
hi! so i wanted to tell my semi-success story to prove to people that you don't need to do any method and you can simply shift by talking to your subconsciousness! i got into shifting again like 3 months ago. but when i properly decided to have a script was 2 months ago. i still haven't scripted everything as i already know how to things i didn't script are like. but i soon realized that all of my "failed" attempts ended with me changing my mind about something with my dr or adding to my script. one night i decided to change my literal future job so that is something big! because of that i had to script i have natural talent for that job and that i take course for it. after that i kept doing methods for a while but then idk when happened i got bored of methods. i was going thru a hard time at the time so foe about 1.5 weeks i was always affirming myself that "i wasn't experiencing those thoughts anymore" and it started to work!! when i saw that that actually works, i stopped doing methods mostly and started to affirm to myself and talk directly to my subconsciousness(when im awake, sometimes eyes closed in a meditative states, talking out loud or in my head, at school/home/outside, before going to sleep...ALL THE TIME) that i had shifted to my dr. the affirmations were pretty much the same but it would be like a 5 min speech. but they weren't just affirmations i was setting intention all the time. i always said "i am not setting the intention to shift to my desired reality. because i had set the intention for it, i have just shifted to my desired reality." over and over again every day and last friday i shifted subconsciousnessly! this might not be how people expected but i GENUINELY feel myself in my dr like i am my dr self and i have let go of my previous reality. one of the major realization for this was i no longer struggle with that problem bc i was saying i wasnt struggling it with my dr and how i am like my dr self(spoiler:its because i am my dr seld)now onto the second stop of doing this, now i am doing the same thing about seeing my dr in my 3d. this time i am affirming AND setting the intention(yall don't realize how powerful setting the intention and commanding your subconsciousness mind is. like once you do it you shift bc your subconsciousness can't disobey you...it makes you shift when you let ir aware of your intention to shift and it literally happens.) i say "i have already shifted to my dr so i am my dr self and i am in my dr. the only thing i need in order to make my 3d harden into my dr is to set the intention for it and let my subconsciousness know. the way to make that happen is me shifting to a reality where my dr is seen in my 3d. and once i set the intention it happens. i am now setting the intention to shift to a reality where my dr is seen in my 3d. i am now commanding my subconscious mind to shift me to a reality where my dr is seen in my 3d. any moment now i become aware of my dr psychically. it can be when i blink, when i open my eyes or when i wake but it happens. it is designed to happen soon. and everything is such a natural process for me. in my dr now and in my desired 3d i am currently doing(whatever im doing) and i have just shifted to a reality where my dr is seen in my 3d so im in my desired 3d now." i saw these along with the affirmations of being a master shifter and how negative thoughts do not affect my journey in shifting as the only thing that needs to be done is setting the intention.
now i literally feel myself in my dr im so serious! i feel emotions more intensely and i just feel it and i know it! and since i talk directly to my subconsciousness i know i soon become aware of my desired 3d too! this way i can do it anytime of the day without having to wait for night.
advice for those who needs it!!
-NEVER use future tense. both yourself and your subconscious mind know the meaning of those tenses. it makes it hard for you to reach your dr but it's extremely easy and simple so only use present/past tenses.
-PERSIST!!! it is the KEY to shift. if you decide to do what i did, even if you feel unmotivated get up and talk to your subconsciousness like it's not even gonna take long just do it you WONT regret it.
-now with this we both "trick" our brain and make our subconsciousness believe something we want it to believe. it took 1 week for me to shift to my dr but it can be different for everyone as well as how often you'd have to say your affirmations. this is depended on how long it takes your subconsciousness to believe you. but know that if you say it enough it believes you because it has no other choice.
-once you shift subconsciousnessly your 3d has no choice but to show it to you. it happens trust me, it might not be immediately noticeable so that's why you persist,, but it must happen and it is destined to happen. you can think of this like your 3d lagging lol
-realize how powerful intentions are!! or your mind!! you must let go of that negative state you are in and feel & assume you are in your dr. accept it as yours. be in the state: wish fulfilled all the time!! know that you already have it and it projects physically as well.
-you can shift anytime. it doesn't have to be night. you ALREADY shift all the time. shifting to your dr is no different than a normal shift you do without being aware of it. so know that you can shift by blinking. once you set the intention and let your subconsciousness know, soon after it, you are able to see your desired 3d. one moment you can blink and the next you can see your desired 3d. that's why i always affirm what im currently doing in my desired 3d so i can shift there easier and my subconscious mind knows it too.
-you don't have to visualize. now im able to visualize myself. when i close my eyes i can see my dr room clearly, i can even briefly see it with my eyes open. however in this you literally don't need to do that. id do this especially when im in my bed and in a meditative state, i mentioned everything about my dr. like how my room is like, how i am like, how my weekday/weekend routines are like, what i do tomorrow etc. you let your subconscious mind know by saying these because you are already talking to it. so it knows where to shift you. you just say it, this way you don't need to script neither.
-literally get off of tumblr and tiktok. don't overconsume information. learn enough about shifting and then literally go and shift. even if you haven't shifted in 3 years or so idc change your mindset NOW.
anyway if you read all these thank you!! i hope more people realize that shifting is extremely simple and and you ARE able to do it even without negative thoughts. you don't stop shifting without being aware of it if you have negative thoughts so it's the same just set your intention bro. stop overcomplicating things. talk directly into your subconsciousness and let it know of your intentions & command it. it CANT refuse you. once you affirm all these along with affirming you have a good and positive mindset you literally have it. accept your desires as your, claim them and then see them. it has happened in your future, so JUST PERSIST. those who say shifting isnt real are people are people who like to limit themselves so ofc they will never be able to shift to their dr🥱and so wont you if you become discouraged with them like literally LAUGH at how their minds are so weak and free of imagination like its sad how you limit yourself🥱 thosands of people have shifted so why cant you? anyway this was sooo long but i hope i have been able to clear things out. and i wish you luck on your journey evie! have a good day🤍
Wow
This is an amazing piece of advice shared by one of my followers ❤️❤️
I am the happiest blogger on this website knowing that I have reached an audience that amazing, that I am able to share this valuable story and advice with you guys ❤️❤️
Thank you anon for your knowledge and thank you for sharing 😽❤️ this is going to help a lot of people and I myself will work on my mindset and my „techniques“ now that I this gemstone has fallen into my lap. I am a firm believer that coincidences do not exist and that there is a very specific reason as to why I got to see this ❤️❤️
Yours in every reality,
Evie <3
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askamnesiamoonjumper · 4 months
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AAU ART DUMP BC IVE BEEN NEGLECTING POSTING STUFF FROM THIS WEEK:
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^Wanted to do expression practice with this bit from a rp I’m doing w some mutuals :3👍
(⬇️ heads up/warning for period related jokes just incase it makes anyone uncomfortable)
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^Me and my friend got a bit silly with thissorry
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^Decided to doodle chapter two related meme stuff bc I’ve found that to be a trend of mine to doodle chapters as im still working on them lol ?
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^More serious thing I wasn’t initially gonna post but eh why not basically tldr or context is I reworked a tinyyy bit of how Manor arc starts and wanted to doodle it (basically all I did was rework the roles to better fit character motives is all it dosnt change any of the story it’s just me switching the characters roles around for the opening if that makes sense idk I’m trying not to give too much away is all)
also Aster minion form!!! :D (dw they’re fine !! /gen, Snatcher comes by and snaps em out of it)
made a little cute art as apology for the angst lol they are buddies ok trust me I just didn’t wanna use a generic minion for the scene
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^And FINALLY idea I had of mj finally learning how to use their likeeeee creation magic? If that’s a good word for it? Just bc the actual term I use for it in my head would be spoilers soooo yeah just tldr it’s the same magic that does the body horror shit to prince or like how eclipse happens or when mj transitions it’s the like the transformation magic stuff it’s that ok I’m talking about that (also the stars they are making here are not related to the ones in the horizon (atleast not directly idk how to explain it w out spoilers) so I’m not elaborating)
but uhhh yeah I think that’s it! Chapter two is going well, just taking it a bit slower bc the plot wasn’t as clear in my head when starting but it’s a lot better now so I think it’s getting somewhat close!! :D👍 anyway enjoy the doodles
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hi sofia <3 could you write a scenario w bf!jaemin groveling bc reader is upset that he pushed them away (unintentionally) when she really needed him? he assumed everything was fine until realizing he felt there was sort of a barrier of coldness between them. he confronts and reader breaksdown; they suggest they both need time apart so that reader will be less reliant on jaemin but jaemin can’t accept that (ps. in general your partner is suppose to support you in however ways you need them to ok!) so he begins his groveling journey to try and get reader to trust him again 🥹 sorry if this is really specific, you can write whatever you’re comfortable with, thank you!
ughh finally writing this!!! anonie im so sorry i didnt do this earlier but i didnt really feel good mentally these past few days BUUUUT im back on track ig so lets gaur! it might not be exactly what you wanted cause for some reason the meaning of 'groveling' was a bit weird according to google so i just kinda went with my own interpretation lol and huge thanks for requesting!!! love u sm
ps. a quick question do you guys prefer when the scenarios are written in the 1st, 2nd or 3rd persons perspective? cause i really dont know which one i like the best and i want some feedback pls!!! thank u <3
recently, you've been a bit distant towards jaemin, which he noticed and wasn't pleased about. he had no idea what could be the reason for it. the barrier of coldness felt really offputting and disturbed him a lot. whenever he wanted to be close to you, you kept pushing him away, and it all seemed to happen so suddenly to him. finally, trying to maintain a healthy relationship with you, he decides co confront you about your recent behaviour.
"hey, y/n" he started, delicately. "you okay? i noticed how you've been pushing me away for some time and i got really sad."
just when he finishes his sentence, you feel the need to burst into tears. and being a very emotional person, you obviously did. "are you kidding me? i have been pushing you away? do you not care about how you treat me at all?", you let out a whisper scream, not having the energy to stress out anything more than that.
"i'm sorry, love, but i have no idea what you're talking about".
you scoffed. obviously he didn't know. still, you decided to calm down a little bit, i mean, it was very hard to be mad at him after all.
"could you please enlighten me, your highness?", he said, getting out a chuckle, trying to make you laugh (spoiler alert: it did not work)
and so you explained to him, in detail, what happened. how he overlooked your bad mood a few days ago and didn't seem to notice your signs showing that you needed his support. when you were talking about your concerns, you noticed his gaze softened, or even started to look sad.
"jaem?", you said, after a short silence between you. "i think i need some time. to gain back the trust i had in you, i mean. i don't want us to be over or anything like that, but i think i just need some time and space, yeah?"
"yeah. that's okay, baby, i'll try my best to earn back your trust. i love you, so much."
you didn't say it back, deciding you're not ready, hoping he would understand. some people might even think you're overreacting, but he knew how important it is to you to be able to have his support all the time, no matter what, so he decided to start his mission of making you trust him again.
he noticed you throwing some pillows and plankets onto the couch in your living room, and instead of begging you to come back to your shared bedroom, he asked you calmly if you needed any help. on the next day, he made you breakfast, not talking too much and trying his best to respect your personal space, but still working hard to show you how much he loves you. during the whole day he asked you how you were at least five times. and that's how your whole week went. even when he was busy at work, he still made some time to check up on you, or even send you flowers to your home's door when he was staying at work late, and when he wasn't - making you your favourite dinner.
after a whole week of seeing how much effort he put into gaining your trust again, you decided to put your things into your bed without saying anything. he had just sent you a text, saying that he's probably not going to be back until at least 2am, so you wanted to stay awake to greet him and tell him you're all good, but you were so tired you still ended up blacking out a good hour before his arrival.
entering the apartment quietly, jaemin noticed you were nowhere to be seen in the living room nor in the kitchen, so he decided to check the bedroom. seeing you sleeping peacefully on the bed made his heart so soft he almost let out a giggle. smiling like an idiot, he went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit and was by your side in a matter of minutes, finally falling asleep in your arms.
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jacenotjason · 6 months
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*slowly appears from the void*
Would it be alright, if I requested some Fun Facts about Ma? I am so very curious and I wanna hear all the things about the characters-
Hey how did you do that? Ma facts? Oh sure >:D *throws goldfish into the void*
Funfacts n notso funfacts round with Ma!
(HERES THE AU!)
Fun Facts
She’d pierce more of her if she could, but.. ya can’t really pierce a bird? If i drew her in a human au she’d have WAY MORE piercings!
SHE CAN FLY! She just doesnt like to lol
Her hair isn’t naturally that neon rainbow, its black underneath! She regularly bleaches and dyes, usually in the company of others bc its always funner, and you need someone to check the back!
Ma is a mix of birds, but she’s mostly eagle!! Thats where she gets her big ol talons!
Her talons are really sharp! She always tells ppl to mind them when they’re close. (Aa i can imagine her saying that actually “I’m so happy you decided to-, watch the talons, sugar- come over today”)
She has a leather bag with spikes that says “PUNK MOM” in bright green, its her ma bag >:D she carry’s snacks, first aid utensils, and medication! Mostly anxiety medicine or pain meds.
She is the tallest neighbor, beating Barnaby by about half a foot
She went to Mother Mary’s School for Problematic Boys, after she came out. She was sent at 17
She met Barnaby there ^ she was astonished by how brainwashed Barnaby was, since he was sent there so young he was so accustomed to all the teachings. Poppy decided she wouldn’t just escape, she’d take Barnaby with her!
In the school, everyone went by their last names. (Adults called the kids “Son ____” and kids called the adults “Mother ____” and “Father ____”, kids call each other “Brother ____”. They thought they were a big family, basically. Its a very stereotypical cult.) which explains why Barnaby doesn’t know her deadname! He called her “Brother Partridge”, when they escaped they traded their real names, and ofc ma said to call her Poppy
Poppy calls her parents every year or so, (“just makin’ sure they’re still bigoted. Aha, just kiddin’, I don’t have to check.”)
I like to think Ma has a southern accent. I don’t actually know where she would’ve developed it, but it fits with the mom vibe ok?
She’s horrible at baking, but AWESOME AT COOKING. Like go to her house every thanksgiving. Not even, go for dinner she’ll happily cook you some heaven sent meal im serious.
Poppy was originally going to be completely greyscale, no neon whatsoever. I changed it bc it looked way too gloomy and.. bad.
Poppy would happily say yes to a “Hey Mister*” (*teens standing outside a store and asking adults to buy them alcohol/cigarettes. This literally never works, but Ma would get u some as long as u promised to be safe, and might even make u party at her house)
Not-So Fun Facts
Ok some context for this one: Barnaby was going to be killed by the cult. Before a sacrifice or killing someone that stepped out of line (thats what Barnaby did) they down a cup of wine to cleanse themselves before taking a life. Poppy knew they’d kill Barnaby and poisoned the wine. She pretended to drink it as everyone else did, and bit her tongue as she waited for it to work. If it took even just a few more seconds to kick in, Barnaby would’ve been killed
The poison wasn’t lethal, in Poppy’s words, “they’ll shit weird for a week and vomit more then a tween with bulimia, but they’ll live.”
If it wasn’t obvious her parents are transphobic
I don’t have a lot of notso funfacts for Ma.. shes doin ok <3
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sevlawless · 1 year
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okay so the n route has been bothering me ever since i played it and i needed to air my frustrations out as a way to cope i suppose
for reference my main detective who i use for n is felicity, but sometimes i also use arabella to test out some options i wouldn't normally pick and just to see how the romance works with a detective that isn't exactly that compatible with n. so when i first played, i used felicity and then later on when i was doing a deep dive into the romance and the plot, i was using arabella just to see if certain things held up yk! and lord how i wish it did LMFAO
just a little disclaimer that this is all just my opinion and i'm willing to listen to other points of view about this! and i do not mean any of what i say as a dig or to be hateful toward n, they are my favorite li in twc and the fact that i love their romance and their character so much is probably most if not all of the reason why their route in book 3 was so weird to me, and why i make the critiques that i do.
under the cut because this is a doozy and also book 3 spoilers
first of all the main thing in the demo chapters is that n gets mad if you try and fight the trappers bc they are so scared of losing you and like i GUESS i get it but this is literally our life now you're just gonna have to get used to it. and this wouldn't have even been an big issue for me if it was properly addressed! when i played using arabella i tried being mad, i tried staying mad, and it kept getting swept under the rug by the plot. like are we seriously not going to talk about this??? at all?????? and it seems very ooc for n NOT to say anything about it when you get a moment alone because why would they not address it, ESPECIALLY if your mc was still upset over it. AND ESPECIALLY IF YOU’RE IN A RELATIONSHIP LIKE- these things need to be discussed in order to grow as a couple and there needs to be healthy communication or else this is not going to work. like you're telling me we were living with unit bravo for WEEKS and this shit just never got brought up again?
this also ties into my next gripe- n's backstory. so, if you snooped in the demo they won't tell you anything, which okay. mc shouldn't have done that, sure, but n doesn't even give a reason as to why they're upset by that. obviously you can be like "well i think anyone would be upset if you delved into their past without their knowledge or permission" but YOU ARE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH THIS PERSON WHY IS THERE NO COMMUNICATION OF FEELINGS. i would have appreciated that scene a hell of a lot more if n sat you down and was like "i'm upset that you did this, here's why," but all they do is get sad and then that's it. when i played as arabella i had her snoop AND get upset over the argument during the trapper fight, and n said something along the lines of "i know sometimes we regret doing things" as a reference to snooping AND the argument which??? just does NOT hold up at all and had me irritated as hell.
if you didn't snoop in the demo, n takes you to their room and shows you a picture of their family and talks about them and how his brother joined the navy and didn't come back (their brother was killed by vampires) and that's why they decided to join the navy, as a way to try and figure out what actually happened. this scene started off great, but it's cut short way too quickly because n drops the photo and the frame breaks. and then they basically just shoo you out. there's really not any option to comfort them, and the option that is there is not good enough. and it's not that n had to tell us EVERYTHING in that one scene, but it's more so the fact that it NEVER gets brought up again. your mc can't take a moment to bring it up and n sure as hell doesn't say anything else about it. which is so ?????? im sorry you supposedly love this person (im saying this for both mc and n) and yet neither of you address it again??? it makes no sense at all.
onto the research/combat scene… i've done the combat scene once so i can't really speak on that as much as the research one so. most of the research scene is fine aside from the fact if you're not in a relationship (which i did for one playthrough with felicity) n brings up bobby if you dated them which felt so bizarre but anyways. the option to realize you love n… i would love this IF the option where you tell n you love them actually mattered. LMFAO if you tell n you love them they literally just stare at you and then the sex scene pops up. like are you kidding me??? n would not just leave you hanging like that even if it was just to say that they don't feel that way yet. and the sex scene itself is… fine i suppose but it doesn't feel as intimate as it should be. there's little to no dialogue and it just feels so weird to read. like why would neither of you be saying anything?? not to mention the fact that you're literally OUTSIDE of the warehouse where any of ub could see you at any point it just feels wrong to have sex at that point at least in my opinion. and the talk after feels so short and weird i feel like both the detective and n would have more to say. and that moment is quickly brushed away by the plot.
i guess the next plot line is whether u told tina or verda or nobody about the supernatural. going into book 3 this was probably what i looked forward to the most and ofc it barely delivered. i liked seeing tina and n interact but that quickly turned sour for me, not because tina started rightfully bringing up how much mc has been through, but because n really does not do anything with that pov being voiced to them, which is so fucking ooc it pains me. when they go to talk to mc after their conversation there's no discussion just "i wanted to see you" okay but WHY did you? i would have taken a li pov of what tina relayed to them literally anything! and it's just another thing that gets swept under the rug because of the stupid ass plot.
another thing about the dinner that gets lost in the plot of book 3: tina/verda bringing up your li possibly drinking your blood and mc can react a number of different ways and i wish it had been talked about more than just in that moment 😭
the only scene that i genuinely enjoyed in all of n's route was after that building caves in on mc and you're back at the warehouse traumatized and bruised and defeated. n runs you a bath and if you pick that option helps you out of your clothes and then helps you settle into bed. i wish there had been more discussion of anything in that scene but mc was so out of it i was okay with no talking. and then redacted petname <3 the other thing i was most looking forward to! one thing i did dislike about this scene though was that we didn't really get a glimpse on how n was feeling yk usually mishka offers the li's pov on a scene and not having that made that moment not feel as rounded out.
the pool scene… first of all why did n get this one. like it would have made sense for m, hell even a! and again the scene felt so shallow and then the option to have sex. you're telling me your first time with n can be on a fucking pool table???? that is so not their vibe AT ALL and it feels so weird to even have that there. it was unnecessary as well as the other opportunity to have sex and i feel like mishka just put them in there as like fan service when who (in my opinion) genuinely wants this if they romance n and have them as their main route. i had hoped the first time n and mc have the opportunity to have sex it would be a more intimate setting because that's more fitting for them and my nate mc, felicity. but nope! and then the scene gets cut short because n has to go on patrol??? and again the sex scene itself … neither of them feel personable it's like a "one size fits all" type of approach and that just does not work if this is supposed to be interactive fiction where we create a personality for our mc's that cannot fit this specific mold mishka wants to put everyone in.
being invited to what might as well just be a fucking slave trade (i have many thoughts about this auction plotline as well but for now im discussing n's route) had me so confused because why would mishka even do that and then n's comment about the stationary? i need you to be fucking for real. the scene before you leave for the mission with n just felt so weird like we get it n is protective of mc but at this point it just felt like a hinderance which sucks because one of the things i love most about n is their deep care for mc and they just sounded like a broken record and it annoyed me so bad.
after all that, the scene when you come back and n is in tears confessing their love for mc i wanted to enjoy it i really did and i just could not upon replaying because it feels so unbelievably hollow. we have not discussed anything pertaining our relationship and when there are things that need to be discussed they are so underwhelming it's hard to even care. there are a handful of things n and mc both need to work on in order for this relationship to work and the fact that they're not being addressed makes it difficult for me to enjoy anything about this route. you can't even tell n you love them back for fuck's sake like hello.
a theme that i did not think was going to be as prominent as it was in this book but n contemplating mc turning into a vampire and AGAIN there wasn't ever really a discussion about this between mc and n and i feel like this will come to a head as the books progress but i don't think it fit into book 3 considering so many other things were being thrown at us.
all in all i truly desperately wanted to enjoy book 3 and enjoy being with n but i cannot when there are so many things ignored, sidelined, or just completely forgotten in order to push the plot forward.
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audrinui · 8 months
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🎀 baby bossa nova.
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syn. atsumu better lock his phone, and look at you when he’s alone.
cw. fem reader. female masturbation. nudes n such. tsumie's fed up !!
disc. 18+ only.
note. dedicated to @adoremiya who got me into atsumu all those years ago. im still not watching season four though. <3 will likely have a second part bc this didnt go in the direction originally intended but we'll see!
inspo. billie bossa nova - billie eilish / west coast - lana del rey
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My Baby❤️
1 Attachment & 1 Message
‘Congrats on your new promotion babe 🥹❤️’
Congrats. Congrats? You were fucking mocking him, you little shit you. How the hell was he expected to pay attention to this little signing party with knowledge that you sent him something scandalous…an invisible ink attachment at that.
And here he was stuck with this hoity-toity bullshit for the next hour.
God, just you wait until he gets back to your flat—
“It’s going to be a right pleasure having you work the summer league with us, Miya.” Mr. Wilson, the founder of the Intercontinental Junior Varsity Volleyball Camp grins in Atsumu’s face. The half blonde is forced to school his features in record timing, ignore his phone and stand straight. He squares his shoulders and offers that signature charming Miya grin, mature and boyish and effortless at hiding how little he cared about this whole thing right now. Don’t get him wrong, the opportunity? Fantastic. He wanted to dip his toes in the coaching pool for a while now and the junior varsity camp was a good place to start. But he could be excited about that a little later. He had gifts waiting for him in his phone.
“Indeed it is.” Atsumu nods. “Been looking forward to this for ages, Mr. Wilson. Hopefully South Korea doesn’t have too much problems welcoming me.”
“It’ll be a seamless transition, rest assured.” The old man offers a wrinkly grin. Atsumu nearly grimances at the yellowness of the man's teeth, but remembers that hefty cheque he gets to bring home to you because of such grins, and decides quickly to swallow his feelings and beam brighter.
"I trust your judgement then!" He says with a chuckle. "Listen, I know it's ten weeks but how many breaks do we get usually? Say, if I want to leave the country for a weekend-"
Atsumu's phone vibrates again. Three times, exactly, each cut short of one another letting him know that he got three messages in succession. His 'do not disturb' is on. The only other person set to bypass that is Osamu, and he knows Osamu isn't messaging him three times out of the blue on a random Thursday night. Osamu has a wife and kids to worry about.
You sent him another batch of attachments. Atsumu's hand twitches- probably his eye twitches too. He's hammering out an excuse before he realizes it.
"Excuse me one moment, I think my girlfriend's trying to reach me." He smiles. It hinges on being taut. "Must be important. It'll only take a second."
He doesn't even care for Mr. Wilson's response. The man could've said no for all Atsumu cared. His request was said cordially, out of courtesy.
He ducks into the bathroom in seconds, fishing out his phone as soon as the door swings closed. He's muttering, shoving one hand in one pocket while the other thumb swipes quickly across the screen to unlock it. He's not quite prepared for what he sees.
'Look at this when you're alone.'
The first attachment is a picture. You're sitting down, phone pointed at an angle that takes the photo from your thighs upwards. His throat tightens- it's still bright enough outside that the setting sun streams directly into your highrise apartment and the golden rays cascade dreamily onto your supple skin. Swells of smooth thighs take up nearly half his screen, and his cheeks suck in at the way they dimple and pucker. The thinnest strap of some black panty you've found peeks between your hips and waist, tummy folding over just enough to leave the material to his imagination. Your skin is smooth, full and plush, even as your bra cups your breasts in comely manner, delicate lace patterns sheer to show the color of your nipples underneath. The chain he got you hangs silver and glinting around your neck, 'princess' hanging carelessly between your bosom.
He almost doesn't want to click the second link. His throat is tight, slacks even tighter. Atsumu shifts his weight from leg to leg, glancing at himself in the mirror haphazardly. His skin's flushed with spots of pink and red on his cheeks, the bright lights doing nothing to hide the beads of sweat on his brow. He checks the door for a moment, turning down his brightness before he dares open the second attachment.
This little fucking vixen.
You're seated on the floor. Camera propped up in front of you with only your mouth down showing. He's guessing you've placed it in front of the floor mirror, because you're stretched as if you're looking directly at yourself. There's a robe on you, a satin black piece he remembers buying with your name scrawled on the front. It's open, with that pretty black set on display, and your legs finally open- he sees a split second view of your fresh pedicure that he paid for and- oh.
These panties are see through. And crotchless.
Fuck.
This is torture.
Your pussy's so fucking pretty. He's tugging on his collar absentmindedly as the lips come into view, soft looking and beautifully plump. The pink of the flesh within peeks as you take two fingers, balancing your weight on one arm, and spread your lips apart for him to see your aching core. It's flushed deep pink, a phenomenon that occurs when you're ready for him. Streams off sticky white coat over your folds, glistening bright and pretty in the sunlight. Your clit peeks from under its hood as if it's saying hello, and as if it was begging him to come home, your seam tight hole opens just enough to let a thick bead of cream ooze through.
"Oh shit." Atsumu breathes aloud, The hand on his collar runs through his hair, then drops to his belt to palm his cock through his pants. Frantic eyes check the bathroom door once more to ensure it's shut closed. "Shit, princess. Y' can't be doing stuff like this now-"
"I miss you baby." You sigh through his speakers. Atsumu's breath hitches, thumb scrambling to turn the volume down. What the hell are you trying to-
Your lips part, soft pink and awfully pretty, and let out the sweetest sound he's ever heard. Then your hands, with his name on your index and 'king' on you middle, move to rub circles over the little bud that peeked out to say hello to him.
"Come home soon."
Atsumu breathes in. Deeply. He checks the time on this video. Only twenty seconds long. He breathes in again. Deeper this time.
Fuck this.
Atsumu's exiting the bathroom and apologizing faster than he realizes. "Emergency at home," he uses as an excuse. Something that comes without need for explanation. "We'll be in touch!" He soothes any discontent over with. He blinks and he's in the car lot, fishing disgruntled for his keys with one hand, texting you with the other.
'Don't you dare take anything off. I'll be there in ten.'
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freakurodani · 10 months
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top 5 haikyuu moments !! (can be particular scenes or episodes or arcs) :D
OKAY!!! so i had to gather visuals for this one bc i have many feelings about this!! I went for scenes that no matter how many times i watch, they never lose their magic for me, no matter that i know theyre coming, it still takes my breath away and makes me roll around with delight, these most of these i feel like are probably pretty obvious ones, they were meant to be impactful but ough, if they dont tear me up in the best way
SO IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER
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I mean, what can i say??? what IS there to say?? theyve been teammates for a few weeks at this point, but hinata has given all his trust to kageyama and in turn, kageyama promised to use it to its full potential. its also a promise for their rivalry!! like, okay okay okay think about it, with the context we have with Kazuyo, kageyama has *already* decided that hinata is going to be his someone better! he sees it innately and he wants to draw it out of him, and he's, hes trying to be *hinatas* someone better too!! do u understand *shakes you* do u see what i mean!!! i mean, im sure u do, im definitely not the first person to go insane about this and ppl have probably also said it in a way thats smarter than me but just, ough
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its,,,, its,,, the acceptance of it all,,, i just think about how *alone* kageyama must have felt after his grandfather passed, we see and know that hes not good at connecting with people. hes bad at communicating and hes sensitive and he's scared of getting complacent. like, the all youth camp arc and atsumu calling him a goody-two-shoes is kageyama struggling with how he is changing, how hes trying to incorporate the influences he's gotten from his betters, and he cherishes it, but he's also felt like the advice he'd been given didn't also mesh with certain parts of himself. or, thats how i read into it, anyway. he tries so *hard* to be what ppl need him to be, and he's *so scared* of being rejected again. and this is hinata (and the rest of karasuno) telling him "HEY! we like you! we think you're smart and you dont have to shoulder connection all on your own! let us help you connect with us in a way where you feel comfy too :)" and then they talk about how they want communication! and it works!! and i just *rips into a pillow with my teeth*
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HINATA'S PERFECT RECEIVE!!!!! so the inarizaki match is probably my favorite?? there are so many good moments but *this?* you wanna see me go insane? do you want smth thatll make me tear up? every time!! its just!!! a beautiful culmination of all of hinatas hard work that he's put into during the year! its his change of mindset! its his growth!! he's fallen a level deeper in love with volleyball and ive fallen a level deeper in love with his character
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halo around the moon <3 Tsukki's block, his hard work, his character arc and development and everything is just *chefs kiss*. i remember the first time i watched the show, i,, *hated* tsukishima, and i think we definitely arent supposed to like him at first, but GOD does that turn around!! and this moment just feels so *earned* and *epic* and in the end HE STILL ISNT SATISFIED!!!!! he STILL wanted more!!! this point was worth 100 god fucking damn!!
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im talking about the inarizaki match again!! but this time with a focus on Tanaka, who kind of struggled with this match! he was in a low place during it, felt stagnated and lame. Tanaka, as a character, i would say is best characterized by his mental fortitude and stability, funny enough. He's wild, but i think part of his visual design lends that as his base (since he's often compared to buddhas/monks). But in this match, we get more depth, we see him falter and struggle! it takes more than just a slap to his cheeks to get better (tho tsukishima does point out that he gets out of his depression pretty fast) but like, tanaka uses meaningful cognition to break his rut, and its also just like, advice that I've seen used for stuff like any kind of creative block as well. The visual during the animation, he's climbing up the stairs, he's slowing down, he's coming face to face with a canyon, a plateau. He sees two options, give in, or push forward and he picks "the cooler" one, and struggles forward, forces himself ahead! and kageyama backs him up too, by not letting him back down, assuring him that his usefulness hasnt reached its end and AUGH I LOVE A TEAM YALL
okay thank u so much for the excuse to ramble about haikyuu moments that mean everything to me <33333
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agi-ppangx · 7 months
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hello, hello, we meet again for a new idea of a ff. (atp I think I deserve an emoji or smth, so you can know it's me bcs get used to me giving you ideas. you write too beautifully to not have requests, I'm sorry. P.S.: js recommended you to a few friends and to my girlfriend and they all congratulated your skills of writing!💕)
anyway, what do you feel about an enemies to lovers trope with lee know? reader's a trainee (dancing is her speciality) and she is the first one to break the trainee record of being the fastest trainee to learn the basic JYP entertainment moves in 4 weeks, which she was very proud of. This until a new trainee comes, Lee minho, who learns the moves in 2 weeks, breaking reader's record. This gets reader annoyed and works even harder to prove the people around that she is a better dancer than him. They never talk, only rarely mocking each other when the other one wasn't around.
Then, it comes the Survival Show (im sorry - not really - but im changing the shows's rules. there will be two teams, FEMALE 2TEAM - made with Yeji, Yuna, Chaeryeong, Ryujin, Somi and reader - and MALE 2TEAM - we already know the contestants for this team- which will create then a group of people who didn't get eliminated. the elimination happens every episode, two people leaving) where the two of them have to work together in order to create the perfect balance for the choreography between the two teams. That's how they start getting along better and actually realize that they could be friends. They still had arguments but never something too big. When it was time for the elimination in episode 4, minho, reader and yuna were om the verge of elimination. However, only reader didn't get eliminated. Tears in everyone's eyes as minho and Yuna leave the set, but reader soon understands that it was minho's place to be in the boy group. She talks to JYP about being a bad idea the fact that it will be a mix group and that she prefers not to be involved in such a drama, in order to get minho back in the team. she succeeds and runs to minho, telling him the situation. (the last few sentences, make it soft like- fluffy? idk??)
~ the jeongin ff anon
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pairing: lee minho x fem!reader
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“our dancing queen~” you heard ryujin’s voice which interrupted your conversation with yuna. you looked up at her, curious what was that about. “i have bad news for you,” she added, sitting next to you. you raised your eyebrow - bad news? what kind of bad news? “someone broke your record, yn.”
you weren’t mad at all. were you mad? no, no, you weren’t. it’s okay, it’s just a stupid record. it’s nothing important. it’s okay. it’s not like it was something you’d worked hard your whole life. no. no, it’s fine. you were completely fine- “yn, put the knife down,” yuna said firmly, looking at your dissociated figure. “put it down, did you hear me? you have this weird absent expression on your face and it looks scary.” you slowly put the knife in the sink, sighing loudly, and leaned your hands on the counter. you felt yuna’s arms wrap around you from behind, gently placing her chin on your shoulder. “you know it means absolutely nothing, right? you'll always be our dancing queen,” she whispered, trying to cheer you up a little bit. did it work? no, no it didn’t, but you knew you couldn’t sulk for the rest of your life, so you just nodded weakly and proceeded with your daily routine, trying to forget about everything. after all, you had to prepare for the showcase and you didn’t have time to worry about some random dude you’ll forget in a month anyway.
your next practice was intense to say the least. It all started with just yuna, yeji and you, but then some other trainees decided to join you and after some time almost the whole practice room was filled with people. and among those people was lee minho, dancing at the front next to you. his presence was making you nervous, but motivated you as well. you tried your best for hours, sweat (and some tears) were making its way down your face, muscles hurting and head spinning, but you didn’t slow down. minho noticed your state in the mirror and mumbled something under his nose, smirking, but you didn’t catch it. so, you stopped the dancing and took a step in his direction. “you wanna repeat that?” you asked, your cold piercing gaze was trying to burn holes in his head. but he just looked at you and shook his head. “i don’t know what you’re talking about. go back to practising,” he responded, visibly happy with your annoyance. “you definitely need it more than i do,” he added with an evil smile, much quieter, but that you managed to catch. you scoffed at his words, amused by his exaggerated self-confidence and decided to try ignoring him for the rest of the practice. you had to prove something, not to get into stupid fights with minho.
“you need it more than i do,” you said in a mocking tone when you decided to take a break from practising. you were currently sitting in a convenience store with the girls, fumbling with your noodles and losing your appetite just thinking about minho. you were furious. “who does he think he is, huh?” you rambled on and on, your head hurting from all the negative emotions that were building up inside you. “yn, i love you, but i think you care a bit too much,” chaeryeong said softly, taking a sip of her drink. you looked at her and raised your eyebrow. she noticed your not-so-friendly gaze and spoke again. “don't get me wrong, but it really doesn't matter that he beat the record. there are so many other people who are great dancers without breaking the record, it's just a formality.” you nodded weakly at her words. she was right. of course it didn't matter. “besides,” ryujin started with a mouthful of ramen. “you still can show you're better by debuting sooner than him,” she continued and went straight back to eating. she was also right. the only way to show you were better than him was debuting and that was your goal.
“a mixed group?” you huffed after the showcase was done. you were still in your stage outfit, catching your breath after an exhausting performance. JYP surprised you all, deciding to change the rules a bit and create a mixed group instead of choosing one of your teams to debut. it wouldn’t be anything bad, but since minho was a part of the male group, to say you were mad was an understatement. “yn, look at the positives - we might be able to finally debut. you’ve been here for so long already, you should be celebrating,” yeji said firmly and the rest of the girls nodded with approval. “i am happy, of course i am. and i'm gonna celebrate. i just don’t feel too fancy about the fact that i might end up in one group with lee minho,” you exhaled loudly, sounding more and more defeated with each word. “i mean, nothing’s sure for now. lots of us are gonna be eliminated, so maybe he’ll be one of those people?” ryujin suggested and earned a slap on her arm from yeji. “stop the negativity, no one’s eliminated yet. let’s just go eat something and don’t think about anyone else other than ourselves,” yeji exclaimed, hyping you all up and you decided to drop the topic for the night and enjoy your little success, knowing that there was just gonna be harder with each day.
“no, no, i'm not doing this,” you whined loudly, falling on your bed late at night. your body was aching from the whole day of practising and recording a song JYP asked you to create with the male group. he assigned the composing to chan, changbin and han, while the people who were responsible for choreography were you and minho. and to no one's surprise you weren't happy about this. but you had nothing to say since it was JYP's decision - you had to respect it.
that's how you ended up in the boys' dorm, alone with minho. it was awkward, to say the least. you didn't know how to behave and since minho hadn't really said anything else than “come in” and “you wanna drink something?”you just stood there in silence and looked around a little. the rest of the boys either went to eat or stayed at the company to practise, so it was really quiet there. “chan sent me the finished song,” he finally spoke, his voice soft and steady. you nodded and asked him to play it to you so you could think about the choreography a bit. you closed your eyes when the song started playing and listened intently, paying close attention to certain parts of the chorus. when the song was done, you opened your eyes and noticed that minho was staring at you. you raised your eyebrow and he cleared his throat, converting his gaze at his phone. “so, um… do you have any ideas where we should start?” he asked faintly and you started to share your concept with him.
that's how your little cooperation started. your first choreography was met with a huge enthusiasm from both teams as well as JYP himself. you did well and because of that minho and you were officially in charge of creating a perfect balance in choreographies between both teams. you weren't as mad as before, because you actually kind of enjoyed working with minho - he had different experiences with dancing and therefore he was able to share his unique ideas with you. it wasn't too easy though, because you both had strong characters and you struggled to come to a compromise sometimes, but regardless of your small disagreements you warmed up to him and felt this weird urge to spend more time with him. what was happening to you?
that's why, when episode 4 came and you two were on the verge of elimination alongside yuna, you felt as if your world was going to collapse. you struggled to breathe standing in front of JYP. he had this serious expression and was looking at the three of you. “yn and minho,” you heard his voice and stiffened, your heart speeding and tears welling in your eyes. “you were in charge of the choreography again, but something didn't work this time,” he continued and your hands started shaking. minho noticed it and quietly took your hand in his, squeezing it to reassure you. JYP shared his feedback with yuna as well and you exhaled shakily. you were scared. “yn.” you looked up at JYP again, expecting the worst. “for me your enthusiasm and willingness to work and become even better is clearly seen. and even if this week you and minho didn't do your job properly, i see the most potential in you,” he continued in a serious tone. “that's why you are the one to stay. you can come back to your team.” you stood there in shock, tears now streaming down your face. you bowed clumsily and took a step back, your vision blurry. you didn't really remember the rest of his words, but when he left the set, you rushed to yuna and minho and hugged them tightly, sobbing. “i'm so sorry,” you babbled. “i'm so, so sorry.” “it's okay, it's not your fault,” yuna said shakily. she then smiled at you and went to say goodbye to others. you then hugged minho again, burying your face in his chest. “you should be the one staying here,” you mumbled, sniffling. “i'll fix this,” you added, looking him in the eyes. he only patted your head and smiled softly. “it's okay, we did a great job anyway,” he chuckled. “bye, yn. i liked to work with you even if you hate me” “bye, minho. i don't actually hate you.”
it wasn't right. no. it was his place, he belonged here. you spoke to JYP once, but he brushed you off after a minute. then you spoke to him for the second time, he said no. you tried again, he told you his decision was made. but you didn't want to respect it. it wasn't right. after episode 5 you went to him again. this time, he listened to you, taking in everything you wanted to say about this being a bad idea. “i'm willing to switch places with him, just please bring him back,” you pleaded. but he only said you should go back to your dorm. you cried on your way there. and you cried yourself to sleep that day.
episode 6 and minho came back. you couldn't believe your eyes - JYP brought him back. you didn't really listen to the man when he was explaining everything. you only saw minho - his eyes were so sparkly and when they met yours, you saw him smile widely. then JYP left the practice room to give you some time to reunite and you didn't waste time. you ran to him and immediately wrapped your arms around his neck. you rambled on and on that you were so happy to see him again and explained the whole situation. you must've started crying at some point cause minho had to wipe some tears from your cheeks. “i make you cry a lot, huh?” minho said jokingly when you stopped the ramble. “no wonder you hate me,” he added and your smile faded. “i don't hate you. if i did, i would've choked you instead of hugging you right now,” you giggled, smiling again. “fair point. but if you don't hate me then how do you feel about me?” minho teased, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. “i was hoping you would know by now.” “oh, i do. i just want you to say it out loud,” he said, his face getting closer and closer to yours. but you didn't respond to that, pecking his cheek instead and finally backing off a little to let the rest say hi to him. you were smiling the whole time and you knew you did the right thing.
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loveliestfelix · 2 years
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probably up; bang chan
genre: fluff, humor (sort of), based on the song probably up by lawrence
word count: 1.9K
warnings: mentions of alcohol, a lot of texting, i apologize for any possible typos/grammatical mistakes
i originally started this one for the song fic requests when anon🧸 (who i miss very much) requested the song probably up by lawrence, but i only finished the drabble recently so that is why i am posting it now. enjoy :)
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you look at the people dancing to the music blasting from the speakers at the party.
you yawn before taking another sip from your drink. the alcohol burning your throat makes you scrunch your nose. rolling your eyes, you sigh. even your drink sucks.
bored really is an understatement to how you feel right now. this definitely isn't how you hoped your night would go.
after finally being done with finals you wanted to go out with your friends and celebrate. but to your disappointment they still needed to study for an exam they had to retake, making them unable to go out with you tonight. "if you had failed that exam like we did, we could be studying together now," they had said.
at first you wanted to cancel your plans of going out, but then you decided that maybe going out alone for once would be fun too, maybe you'd meet someone.
so that is how you ended up sitting at the bar stool in a pretty black dress, sipping the way too expensive and nasty drink, bored out of your mind. meeting someone didn't work out, and it only took about ten minutes after arriving at the party that you realized you do not like going out alone.
you grab your phone and think about who to text but then sigh as you realize it's one in the morning. most of your friends are probably either sleeping or working right now.
just as you are about to put your phone away, you notice a certain person is still online.
you grin as you quickly start typing.
y/n: should've known you'd still be up
you wait for a second and the 'read' mark quickly appears before the person starts typing.
chan: hey, what's that supposed to mean. i literally went to sleep before midnight last week.
you chuckle.
y/n: you know you're supposed to sleep more than once a week?
chan: i don't think i agree but thanks <3
you shake your head as you smile, your mood immediately going up when talking to your close friend.
chan: what's up though? why are you still up?
y/n: am at the club rn
chan: LMAO? why are you texting me then?
y/n: can i not text my good friend when being at a party? is that a rule i missed? :|
chan: well you usually party too hard to be thinking about me soooo
y/n: whaaat no i think abt you 24/7 babe wdym
grinning, you wait for his reply but you frown when it takes longer than you expected.
he starts typing but then stops again before finally sending you a reply.
chan: ha ha
chan: but for real tho, are you okay?
y/n: yea yea i'm just really bored bc i'm alone
chan: you went out on your OWN????? who are you and what did you do y/n.
you roll your eyes.
y/n: i'm more independent than you think, chris
chan: sure :))
you bite your lip and suddenly realize the way your cheeks are warm and you're smiling from ear to ear as you’re texting chan.
frowning, you shake your head: must be the alcohol making you extra hot and smiley. you just ignore the fact that you only had about two sips tonight.
y/n: are you working on a new song
chan: yeah
chan: well, sort of. i‘m trying to write a song right now but i kind of have a writers block idk i don't know what to write about
y/n: ohh that sucks :/ what do you think you need to get inspired again?
chan: man idkkk all i know is that i need to finish this song soon because the comeback is coming up and we don't have enough songs yet
you pout, feeling bad for your friend as you stare at the screen.
y/n: i wish you all the luck, chan, im 100% sure you'll figure it out
chan: thanks, y/n
chan: you should go back to partying
y/n: nah i think im gonna go home, it's boring here and i feel lonely
chan: won't you feel lonelier when being alone at your place rn?
y/n: are you indicating i should come over to yours, christopher bang?
you let out a chuckle, already imagining his flustered reaction but your eyes widen for a second when you see his reply, making you the flustered one.
chan: if you want to then yeah i am
for some reason you feel your heart skip a beat and you frown. what's up with you tonight?
you get up from the bar stool as you start walking towards the exit of the club.
y/n: you're at the studio right ?
chan: as usual
y/n: okay, i'm on my way.
you feel a strange giddy feeling in your chest as you sit in the yellow cab on your way to chan.
after paying the cab driver you get out of the vehicle and walk towards the gray building.
you text chan you've arrived and soon you're standing in front of the door of his studio.
the door opens, revealing a smiley chan.
his smile freezes a little as his eyes drop to your body, not being able to stop them from checking you out from head to toe. he lets out a small breath he was holding before quickly stepping aside, gesturing for you to enter.
"what's up, bang," you say as nonchalantly as possible, pretending like you didn't notice him checking you out.
"the sky."
you turn to chan who's closing the door and give him an unamused look, making him laugh. you sit down on the couch behind chan's chair and let out a long sigh. "this couch really has zero business being this comfortable."
chan sits down on his chair and spins around to face you. "what do you mean zero business? do you know how often i sleep here?"
you shake your head. “and that's not something you should be proud of, chan, you really need to take better care of yourself. you're overworking yourself again."
chan's face softens and he looks away, avoiding your gaze. "i know, i know. i'm just not sleepy."
"how come?"
the boy shrugs as he fiddles with his rings.
you lean back on the couch and stare at the ceiling. "i once read you feel sleepy when you're with someone you feel safe with. you should find your safe person."
chan thinks for a second and a small smile tugs on his lips as he nods, his eyes still on the floor. "maybe i should."
you chuckle. "yeah, you've been single for too long. you're too cute to be single."
chan feels his heart skip a beat and rolls his eyes, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek as he shakes his head. "i should get back to work, you're distracting me."
you sit up straight, looking chan straight in his eyes as you raise your eyebrows teasingly. "i distract you, huh?"
chan lets out a huff before spinning back to face his desk, hiding his soon to be red cheeks and quickly puts his headphones back on his head. "bye, y/n."
you let out a laugh and chan bites his lower lip for a second at the sound. so pretty, he thinks.
about ten minutes later, chan takes off his headphones and spins back to you, making you look up from your phone.
"can you listen to this? it's an instrumental i've been working on."
your eyes light up and you quickly nod as you get up from your spot on the couch making chan smile at your genuine enthusiasm.
you look around the small studio for a chair. when chan notices, he quickly gets up from his chair to offer you his seat. you thank him and sit down as he goes to stand beside you. leaning over your shoulder, he grabs the headphones and you hold your breath at the close proximity.
you smile at him when he puts the headphones on your head and chan immediately smiles back, feeling his heart grow a size at how adorable you look with your slightly reddened cheeks. is it normal to find a friend this adorable?
before he can think about the subject any longer he turns on the demo and leans back. you focus on the screen as you listen to the song playing. it sounds dreamy and nostalgic and it does something to your heart. you don’t even notice the way your eyes are slightly widened and a smile rests on your lips as you listen to the beautiful sounds coming from the headphones. you like to once again blame it on the small amount of alcohol you consumed that your eyes are slightly starting to water.
you’re glad the song ends before a tear can actually escape your eye but what you don’t know is chan already noticed your glossy eyes, making him feel the urge to hug you. he likes to blame this on the fact he feels grateful you like the song and not on the fact he just wants to hold you close.
“so do you like it?” chan asks as you put down the headphones. you look up at chan, still mesmerized by the soft tunes and nod. “i love it, chan. you’re incredibly talented.”
chan feels his heart speed up and whispers a small ‘thank you’ as he looks away, the tip of his ears turning red. “it sounds like it could be a perfect love song. it’s beautiful,” you smile as you get up from the chair and sit back down on the couch.
chan stays leaned against the desk and looks up when you continue talking. “whatever lyrics you end up writing, i am sure everyone will absolutely love the song. i am in love with it already, i will be its biggest fan for sure,” you chuckle but for some reason chan can’t seem to smile as his eyes are focused on you.
because it’s in that moment that chan realizes finding your friend this adorable isn’t normal. feeling the urge to hold your friend tight and kiss the top of her head while telling her how lovely she is, isn’t normal.
he realizes the way he feels for you is not platonic anymore, and now he even wonders if it ever was.
“you’re staring at me like you’re in love with me, christopher,” you say, yawning as you get comfortable on the couch.
chan snaps out of his daze and clears his throat. “i should continue working on the song.”
you nod. “don’t work for too long, you need to sleep, chan,” you mumble making the man’s heart skip a beat once again. every time you say his name it does something to him.
“wake me up when you’re ready to go home.” and with that you close your eyes, already feeling yourself starting to doze off on the way too comfortable couch.
chan can’t help but keep his lovesick eyes on you for a few more seconds before turning back to his notes, a smile on his lips.
all of a sudden, a yawn escapes his mouth and he frowns when he realizes how sleepy he feels even with his heart beating twice as fast with you in the room.
but even when he lets out another yawn, he knows he can’t sleep just yet.
because when he glances back at you one more time, he finally knows exactly what to write the song about.
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hmm yknow what. maybe i was supposed to describe the unique magic in that bottom box. oh well teehee!!!!!
updated references for twst rsa ocs Char and Dañarte!!!!! for now. i'll add them to artfight soon!!! I was gonna do another one for Dañarte's Scarabia Era but I worked on these all week.... so i'll just do that one separately sometime maybe lol. anyway i've posted about these guys a lot as u can see from the tags i gave them on my blog, BUT my main origin post about their soap opera lore is really long and intimidating to read.... I have a shorter lore post here, but JFKSJLDJFKLDS.... finding these templates made nice, more condensed intros for them lol. and I [slightly] updated their looks so they aren't just carbon copies of what the seven dwarf characters are wearing!!!! but i'm bad at clothing design so i didn't really change them much!!!!
also i tried to be careful but my handwriting is Bad so i'll retype the info / talk more under the cut.
First guy: CHAR
Age: 18
Best Subject: Animal Languages
Birthday: March 19
Class: 3-C
Club: Fencing [does rsa have a fencing club. idk. they do now.]
Height: 175 cm
Hobby: Horseback Riding
Homeland: Shaftlands
Likes: Arts & Crafts, Shellfish
Dislikes: Keeping Secrets, Beets
Unique Magic: Unknown [I haven't decided one for him yet, and I may simply make him a late bloomer who hasn't discovered his yet lol]
Extra info:
Favorite Stones: Pink Opal & Chrysoberyl
Older Cousin to Dañarte
Long-lost childhood friend + new love interest to Cater
Source Character: Prince Charming from Cinderella
Second guy: Dañarte*
Age: 17
Best Subject: Ancient Magic
Birthday: February 13
Class: 2-C
Club: Equestrian Club
Height: 182 cm
Hobby: Writing Speeches
Homeland: Shaftlands
Likes: Planning, Grain bowls
Dislikes: Tenderhearted people, Undercooked meat
Unique Magic: Kiss of Frost: He kisses something or someone and temporarily freezes them ICY STYLE!!!!! or something like that. idk it doesn't kill people[???? maybe it could. idk.] but it don't feel good. Perhaps the area of frost can vary as well, like a small smooch spot vs spreading through the whole body? We gotta workshop it a bit more I'll get back to u on that someday. maybe.
Extra info:
Favorite Stone: Apatite
Char's younger cousin
"Love interest" to Cater + later on, Jamil...
Source Character: Hans from Frozen
RSA -> NRC -> Scarabia [He gets expelled and/or leaves RSA for whatever reason, I still haven't come up w/that part LOL... and ends up at NRC post breakup with Cater and gets sorted into Scarabia.]
* Disclaimer bc I feel the need to point out whenever I bring him up about his name lol- Dañarte isn't truly a name, it's just a spanish verb that's like "to hurt you". his character literally spawned from a convo I was having with a friend when I was trying to think of a name for Char, and something I said got autocorrected to Dañarte, and we made jokes about an evil princely character... so he became his own thing and I just kept that as his name lol.
anyway. i like talking about them but i also get shy and embarrassed about it klfjslfjks. also i probs did not draw them to scale bc life is hard. so are colors. i went very basic bc im scared but im trying to remember how colors work again in our year 2024 or whatever. WAHOO FUNNY LITTLE GUYS!!!!
shoutout to op of this template [@unfinished-projects-galore] making me sit here and consider the lives of these boys a lil more w/that bio layout. i was tempted to put summoning as Char's best class but WHAT do they summon. tell me idia what does that MEAN - jk it's probably like how juice bb summons cauldrons lol. I also considered Potionology for Dañarte but I think he'd like stuff like history and all that jazz and older [perhaps FORBIDDEN] ways of doing things.
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suyacho · 4 months
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hi lovelies, i know ive been in and out of here and im really sorry for that🫶🥹 just wanted to make a little post addressing some things going on, not on tumblr bc idk wtf is going on (if theres something going on) ive barely been on dash or didn’t scroll past more than 5 posts before closing it again because im busy. let me put it under readmore bc i’ll probably ramble🥹
anyways hi!! as i stated before i think, i started a new school and i started working, busy life!! now work has me exhausted, both mentally & physically, so i haven’t been on here much not have time nor motivation to write too much which i’m really sorry for, especially considering i promised. i love writing, i really do but i feel like the spark is gone, maybe it’s because i’ve been non stop writing smut (with occasionally fluff here n there) over the past few months? or scrap that maybe even since last kinktober because i didnt finish that on time either🥹 (this is probably why the sparks gone) don’t get me wrong, i love writing smut but when it’s so much it just makes me feel like eh not another smut fic and especially after work i can’t find the energy to write porn, like i’d love me itto all oiled up in bed but writing it?? (LMAO SORYRRHHR) it’s just idk🥹 i guess i feel guilty for posting a kinktober but never even finishing it or giving you guys shitty fics when i owe you guys nothing and this is just supposed to be a fun little thingie, but i wanna give back to you guys with the handful of people who have supported me all the way, from the start or even over a year, i appreciate it sm and want to give back to you guys🫶 i hope you all know i greatly appreciate it so thank you and i’m sorry.
on that note thank god i put a readmore bc i knew id ramble and this post isnt even about writing mainly LAMSOAOSOS
but anyways work yes!! i work 4 days a week which might not seem like much bc i know there are people who work way more but hey, im exhausted and that is valid regardless. i dont like my job which is ok, i picked it myself and know the consequences but the environment also drains me mentally, won’t get into that though!!
and onto school <3 i fucking love my school, my class, everything, i wish it was more than one day a week. but with school and the holidays coming around, it also means something. it means that i slowly gotta make a big choice that will impact my student life after this and will decide if ill be let into the bachelors im going for or not. which means that i really gotta start taking it seriously and work more on my portfolio, which now obviously will be my main focus, leading back to the writing but ill say that in the end!!
mentally i’m not ok, which is ok. we all have our ups and downs but lately it’s been feeling like a lots of downs, a lot of things play a role in that but i won’t be going into detail about that. i’ll be okay one day, i’m still alive and have a roof above my head Alhamdulillah.
all those things together mean one thing, i’ll be uploading less!! (which i’ve barely been doing anyways LMAO) to the two people that expected stuff, sorry </3, to the others i disappointed, i’m sorry </3
i’ll also be less active, or maybe just not at all for a bit but just know that i’ll definitely come back when things have settled down, hopefully with more motivation and more fics <3 life’s moving forward and so am i bit by bit.
i guess this is quite the dramatic way to announce a hiatus but hey it’s 6am and i barely slept and just rambled to my little space <3 but once again, thank you guys for the support and understanding. i just wanted to make a post so you guys know what to expect and all :)
thank you and have a good day/night!
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