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pesterloglog · 5 months

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Gamzee Makara, Dave Strider

Act 5, page 4027-4031

terminallyCapricious [TC] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG]

TC: it's all your fault.

TG: ?

TC: IT'S ALL YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN FAULT.

TC: honk.

TG: ok

TC: YOU ALL CRACKED OFF THE TOP OF THE BOTTLE TO THOSE FUCKIN CLOWN IMPOSTORS.

TC: that all were spraying out the flagrant motherfuckin heresies at me.

TC: THE FLAGRANT MOTHER FUCKING HERESIES MOTHER FUCKER.

TC: is what came out from their mouths, it made me get my sadness on to see it.

TC: AND MY RAGE ON FUCKING HARDER.

TG: im sorry

TC: all my life i believed at a fuckin paradise to come what held the most baller, darkest of carnivals to join.

TC: AND A PROPHECY

TC: to tell all about a band of rowdy and capricious minstrels steeped in the good harshwhimsy.

TC: THE MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS WERE FORETOLD TO BE CRASHING THAT FUCKING PIE STAND AND BRING THE HOLY RUCKUS.

TC: like a giddy fuckin ninja one wheeling head long at the hugest fuckin horn heap shangri la's got to see.

TC: I'M TALKING ABOUT THE VAST HONK, YOU BLASPHEMOUS MOTHERFUCKER.

TC: what i believed in it to be was so beautiful, us and them all mellowing in tents, bumpin sounds, tossing back the faygo and soaking the miracles up our faith sponges, while the special stardust rained down at our elixir sticky faces, like a bunch a fuckin fairy powder from religion space.

TC: IT WAS GOING TO BE US AND MOTHER FUCKING THEM.

TC: them and mother fuckin us. :o(

TG: this is like

TG: some trolling schtick right

TG: this icp shit

TC: BUT NOW.

TC: because of you.

TC: BECAUSE OF ALL YOU AND YOUR FUCKING OUTRAGEOUSNESS.

TC: you stole up all my miracles away by revealing at me how the wicked shit was really kicked.

TC: LIKE SOME FILTHY FUCKING SCIENSTIFF WHO AT OLD TIMES WOULD BE RULED UNFUNNY WITHOUT EVEN GETTING HIS FUCKING TRIAL ON.

TC: and now i don't know what to think about the spiritual fantasies i had.

TC: HONK )o:

TG: hahaha

TG: best troll ever

TG: i dont even care if you're really into this stuff or not its awesome

TC: uhhhhh, what stuff?

TG: like

TG: horrorcore

TG: lame clown rap and stuff

TC: >:o?

TG: dude are you an actual juggalo or not

TC: bro, that word you used isn't nothing real i've heard of.

TC: IT STRIKES AT ME AS ANOTHER HERETICAL FUCKING BASTARDIZATION OF SOME SACRED SHIT I TAKE SERIOUSLY IN MY PUMP BISCUIT.

TC: i mean i guess, took seriously.

TG: hahahahaha

TG: do you really not know what im talking about

TC: I HAVE THE IDEA THAT YOU PUT IN MY PAN TO SIT THERE.

TC: that the paradise planet

TC: IS A FUCKING JOKE.

TC: and the miracles

TC: ARE FAKE.

TC: pure fiction.

TC: FALSE FAKEY FRAUDY CON JOBS FROM A BUNCH OF UNFUNNY NINJA HARLEQUIN BULLSHIT ARTISTS.

TG: ahaha

TG: i cant even tell if youre trying to troll me with this or if you actually are having some weird emotional problem

TC: can't it be motherfuckin

TC: BOTH THINGS.

TG: ok im telling you

TG: you need to watch this video

TG: the song isnt even supposed to be released for another year or something

TG: but i got it from an inside source

TG: this is as hot as it gets

TG: hang on lemme dig it up

TC: no.

TC: MOTHER FUCK NO, BRO.

TC: i'm not looking on any more of your blasphmemes.

TC: I REALLY JUST CAME BACK ON YOU TO MOTHER FUCKING SAY.

TC: that while that sickening noise you did at me is your fault

TC: THERE'S SOMETHING I DID AT YOU WHAT'S MINE.

TC: i did something that's motherfucking atrocious to your posse.

TC: MADE YOUR WHOLE CREW OF JOKERS GET TO BEING KINDA MENTALLY MOTHER FUCKIN

TC: unstable.

TC: IN FUCKING FACT

TC: that atrocious business i got to doing

TC: I DID THAT SHIT TO YOUR WHOLE UNIVERSE AS A MATTER OF MOTHER FUCKING FACT.

TC: you see

TC: YOU MOTHER FUCKIN SEE

TC: i finally got all caught up in what's true behind the sweet murdermirth of the bitchin bloodcircus.

TC: I REACHED DEEP DOWN AND GOT AT WHERE ALL THE REAL HARSHWHIMSIES WERE HIDING INSIDE ME.

TC: in the angriest ways i found up my dark ancestral chucklevoodoos within.

TC: AND THEN

TC: i focused on them through the rage you made me have

TC: AND I WENT AND MADE YOUR UNIVERSE...

TC: terminal. Bo)

TG: none of that really meant anything but ok

TG: also you have me confused for somebody else we never talked

TG: i guarantee i would have remembered you

TC: ALL THAT MOTHER FUCKIN MATTERS IS I REMEMBER YOU AND WHAT YOU DID.

TC: i'm just all letting you in on the ways i set the high justice in motion.

TC: MADE US MOTHERFUCKING SQUARE, YOU AND ME.

TC: me and you.

TG: thats cool juggalo guy who i still cant quite tell is ironic about this or not

TG: but like i said either way its all good

TC: HAHAHAHAHA, YOU DON'T MOTHER FUCKING BELIEVE.

TC: you need to get more spirituality into your superstition ghost.

TC: LIKE THE MOTHERFUCKING FAITHCHUMP THAT WHAT I WAS.

TC: as if i'd forget to do my chucklevoodoos to you too.

TC: TO FUCK UP YOUR DREAMS.

TC: make your worst fears come alive and get up on their haunts in your naphappy pan.

TG: what

TG: what fears

TC: YOU MOTHER FUCKING KNOW, BROTHER.

TC: its the fuckin puppet.

TC: THE ONE THAT'S ALL GOT TO BE MY BEST FUCKING FRIEND I GOT NOW.

TC: now that my other buddy managed to be having his head chopped off. :oC

TG: oh god

TG: did my bro put you up to this

TG: i should have guessed he might have a hand in some of these shitty trolling escapades

TC: YOUR BRO'S DEAD BRO.

TC: couldn't keep my new friend captive no more.

TC: RELEASED YOUR NIGHTMARES RIGHT INTO MY WARM FUCKING EMBRACE.

TC: and now i listen at what they whisper through my hear ducts.

TG: hahaha jesus

TG: you are fucking insane

TC: I'M ALL HEARING THESE AMAZING MOTHERFUCKIN THINGS.

TC: i think he'll help me refigure out what's the real reality about the miracles.

TC: HE'LL HELP ME TO MOTHER FUCKIN DISCOVER THE TRUTH OF WHO THE MESSIAHS ARE.

TC: the real messiahs, not the false mess a lies, hahahahaha.

TC: HONK.

TG: so

TG: my bros idiotic ventriloquist dummy is responsible for this schizophrenic bullshit

TG: is that what youre saying

TC: motherfuuuuuck yes, bro.

TG: what else does he say

TC: HE SAYS

TC: all in this funny little voice

TC: THAT IS SO

TC: very

TC: VERY

TC: very

TC: VERY

TC: quiet

TC: THAT

TC: it's time

TC: TO GO

TC: mother

TC: FUCKING

TC: kill

TC: THEM

TC: all.

TG: welp

TG: that sounds about right

TG: better do what he says dude

TC: YEAH.

TC: hahaha, here was i to come at you with all these unruly upbraids i got pent up.

TC: WHEN YOU KNOW MOTHERFUCKIN WHAT?

TC: i should be gettin grateful to you for sharing at me your way ridic heresies, brother.

TC: THE ROAD TO THE DARK CARNIVAL HAS NEVER BEFORE BEEN PAVED WITH LOUDER HONK HORNS TO TREAD UPON.

TC: and scare the living motherfuck out of the lowblood faithless with each step. ;o)

TG: hahahahahahahaha

TG: you are either literally an insane psychopathic murderer or some kind of trolling savant

TG: time to block you now but lets do this again ok

TC: YOU FUCKIN KNOW IT, BRO.

TC: i like you.

TC: WOULDN'T MIND TAKING THAT PALE MARSHMALLOW YOU GOT AS A NUGBONE OFF YOUR SHOULDERS.

TC: for this collection i got started on.

TC: ADD A LITTLE STRAWBERRY JAM TO THIS PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICH I'M MAKING BETWEEN MY MOTHER FUCKING LIPS.

TG: holy shit

TC: hey, before you go

TC: HOW ABOUT THAT WE

TC: slam a little. ;oD

TG: uh

They both then proceeded to have one of the best rap-offs in the history of paradox space.

#homestuck #gamzee makara #dave strider #homestuck act 5 #page 4027 #page 4028 #page 4029 #page 4030 #page 4031 #homestuck act 5 act 2

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missgeniality · 2 years

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Are you fucking ready? Because I wasn't.

My reviews are just raw commentary/reactions so don't expect anything logical lol...

“Query: Might this be a continuation of our night?”

she's got some nerve

It’s not like anyone else is paying attention, but in that moment, it feels like the weight of the world’s eyes falls on you.

i'd be anxious too

When you look up, intending to check whether your message has been received, you see Hoseok walking away from it, the chit still on the plate, but folded very differently.

he's eager pls

"[...] we could also discuss the stock market and world affairs if that is up your alley. ”

uh, no? HAHAHA

[...] the penmade heart between the lines is making your own flutter in delight.

hoseok drawing a heart is just :(((((((((

Will he demand for your underwear in public again? Will he command you to commit filthy sins in some dingy corner, slapping a hand on your mouth to shush your brain dead moaning? Will he drag you out to some other place all together…

i squealed

Blasphemous horror permeates your chest when you realise there’s not a lot of protest in your brain at all those ideas.

i wouldn't protest either but we definitely need another one-shot of him fucking her somewhere public

“Next time, I want a bigger mess on you darling… gonna release all over your pretty face, your breasts, your thighs. I want to watch you lap it all up without waste, make you show me how hungry I’ve left you.”

i'll be thinking about this for the next 5 weeks

you don’t waste a second, racing ahead and filling the space he left empty a moment ago.

BE DISCREET, WIN THE FIGHT

“If you’re really that wet, soak my ring. Let me see, maybe we’ll throw in some consideration…”

IM CHOKING AND SOAKING

No. Sucks on the ring. While directly looking at you, and not saying a damned word.

shIT SHIT SHIT

[...] you pretend to be a functioning member of society who does things other than desire to be raw dogged by your boss’ best friend.

im crying in laughter sjcsajff

[...] and scribble your number into it in haste.

Armed with it, you slide across towards Hoseok’s table, where he is standing around a large group, with people talking over one another...

YOU GO GIRL

unknown number: Get yourself alone. Right. Now.

sdjcifdjidjfiw YES SIR

But right now? When you register the sound of spit, all the trains in brain central have gone under repair, the tracks have fallen off, and chaos has descended on the station.

same

“Good thing, I don’t need to be there to tame you, right?”

haha shit use me sir

“One day,” with a deep sigh, he starts, “ one day. I’m going to turn my office into my playroom…”

You swallow a bubble of lascivious greed.

“… and you, my plaything.”

HERE I FOUND IT UGH AAAAAAAAAAH

“Let’s just say,” Hoseok pauses in a moment of distraction, then continues, “these pants aren’t exactly stain proof.”

OH NOOO :( hahaha

The issue with that intention is, neither of you truly intend on it. The respectful distance is soon cut down by many, many metres. The ruler between your feet would show a reading of bare inches.

Y E S, FUCK DISTANCING.

His fragile touch on your arm, not wanting to hold you unless you give the okay.

How can you make me go from "use me, sir" to "i fucking love him" in a matter of seconds

Without delay, you smush yourself against his awaiting lips.

I SQUEALED AGAIN - I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE, TURN IT UP.

“Look at meee ,” Hyejoon sings, swaying from one side to another like a dancing flamingo, “I’m steady like a bu uuulll !”

PLS HAHAHAHAHA

“Get home safe, everyone!” he addresses the whole group, but his focus is on you.

AW :(

“Yes, Sir .”

She def has some nERVE

Thank you, beautiful Siya, for making my week better with this!!!!!!! I look forward to future works from you and from this couple. LOVED IT.

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS WHOLE MESSAGE IS LOVEEEEEE

omg she was a nervous WRECK throughout but bad bitch gets her nerves here and there

his heart <3 and the messages before the storm <3

fucking somewhere in public? HMMMMNNN *vigorously notes it down*

BE DISCREET WIN THE FIGHT HAHAHAHAHAHHHA I LAUGHED SO HARD LMAOO

LMAOOOO i read this like 5 times last night but i couldnt reply because of the stoopid app - but THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!!! i hope the next few chapters that im planning only take this up and up and up <3 i reallly appreciate this!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

#beauty moots #kookstempo #siya's house of cards #keynotetalks

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lifeisamaze · 7 months

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It's been two weeks since the last time we met. How have you been? Do you miss me as much as I do?

Doing my morning run today and all of a sudden, a fear of memory loss popping out. Memory of you. The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you look at me, the way you sit, you always leaned forward because you are way too tall, hahahaha.. The way you drive, the way you hold my hand while driving and never let go. The way you noticed when I was gazing at you all the time. The feeling I have when Im able to touch your hair, rub your back, hold your face all the time during your drive.

The way you treat me gently with full of respects. Very cautious without the intention of crossing lines. Hahahaha..The way you pull my shoulder when you tried to get me out of the cyclist way. It's so cuteeee, like teenagers when they've just started dating 🤣🤣 the way you petrified when I hugged you in public place. You look around, afraid to be noticed by someone we know. Then finally you dare yourself to hold my hand the first day we met.

The way you welcome me to your house, topless. 🤣 you are just you. You petrified again when I hug you one more time. Hahahaa.. I like me being so clingy when im with you. I like the way you are being caring but need no acknowledgement. The way you paid attention to everything I need, prepared them for me before I even needed yet. I like to see you eating in front of me and wonder how it feels if you sit next to me. I like the way you kiss me that day, not as light as feather, but I can still feel your nervousness.

I like it when we stand hand in hand in front of the mirror,and I can see the height gap between us. I like the way I need to look up so our eyes could meet. The way you hugged me, so tight, so different, the type of hug I never had in my life. The way you brush my hair, put my bangs aside and looked at me deeply. I love it when we played rocks scissors paper just to decide who gonna finish the cakes. It's strange how we can have the same sequence everytime. Our first movie date didnt go well but I'm happy just to sit side by side with you.

I love the way you laugh when you are under alcohol. The way you rubbed you legs over mine. Hahahahaha.. The best feeling I ever had. The way you kiss. New one for me. I was kissing and learning at the same time. 🙈 I love it when you laid your head on my lap. I love the smell of your hair, I love how I can feel every strands of you hair running through my hand. you breathe calmly while my heart was racing. I wish the time stop that moment. I wish a could care less for other people and just enjoy that moment. I love the way you kiss my forehead in public. The way we say goodbye to each other, wondering when will we had this chance again.

I would noted them down here, so when the memories start to fade, i'll re-read them here ❤❤❤

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literallykenmaandshoyo · 2 years

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hi mods kenma and shoyo !! this is the person that requested the applesauce pouch fic, i think itd be nice to be 💜 anon if thats okay :) i hope you both are doing well and have had an amazing holiday season !!

if you have the time and energy, i have another request for mod kenma, but this one isnt agere! would you be willing to do another quackity x fem!reader comfort (maybe friends to lovers if ur feeling that vibe?) fic where theyre very close friends and one night reader shows up to quackity’s house in tears because the boy she’d been talking to had been acting distant lately and she just found out he started dating someone else? not like this is happening to me or anything hahahahaha just an abstract idea,,,, anyways :,)

or another idea i had a while ago when requests were closed was just platonic c!slimecicle x fem reader comfort fic after a hard day. im leaving this one more vague so u can take creative freedom :)

u guys r wonderful, and im so grateful for all of the wonderful fanfics you have written ~💜

Not That Girl

Quackity x fem!reader

Requested by 💜 anon!

Proofread: No

Music: Studying alone at the library at midnight

Warnings: Reader is sad, talk of being used, swearing, quackity is pissed!, use of Quackity's real name, talk if being overstimulated mentally

Summary: You've been burying your feeling for Alex for a while now, using other people to try to stop your little crush on your best friend. When you've finally gotten feelings for somebody who's not him, it goes up in flames. But no matter what, Alex has your back. Maybe he is the right choice after all.

Author's note: Hi 💜 anon! Glad to see you back! Writing serious Quackity is one of my favorite things to write. I loved both ideas so much that I'm going to write both of them! I hope you're doing well though, the talking stage is very frustrating at times.

-Mod Kenma

Salty tears fell from your glossy eyes. Was it safe driving at night while crying? Probably not but you needed comfort and there was only one person who could give it to you right now. You drove over to Quackity's house in a bit of a rush. You didn't even bother to text him that you were on your way. You parked outside his house and took a deep breath and slowly exited your car. Maybe you were being dramatic. You stopped at his door and wiped your tears before knocking on it.

You waited silently, playing with the hem of your comfort sweater. The door opened and there stood Alex. He was wearing a casual hoodie and his famous beanie was off. You looked at him and nervously smiled. He saw how sad you looked and immediately let you in. He led you to his couch and quickly went to the kitchen. You sat down slowly and looked around. The bubbling feeling of anxiety didn't leave your stomach, making you feel sick. You had been ignoring Alex for a while now, pretending to be busy with your personal life.

Honestly, you had fallen in love with your good friend. He was everything you wanted and more. You couldn't have him though. Alex was someone you considered your best friend and you couldn't ruin that connection the two of you created. You couldn't imagine your life without him. He came back with a glass of water and some of your favorite snacks. He still had some on hand for whenever you came back to him. Alex sat next to you and patiently waited for you to begin talking. You took a small sip of the water and cleared your throat.

"So, I was talking to this guy and...I found out he's actually in a relationship." A twinge of pain flashed on Alex's face before returning to a more neutral look. "I'm sorry for being so distant." You muttered, leaning back onto the couch. "I've just been...going through some stuff." Alex nodded and scooted closer to you. "It's okay. I'm glad you're like...alive? I wanted to visit you but I didn't want to bother you." God, you missed him. Being in his presence calmed you more than you were mentally ready for. Part of you wanted to pull away, hide from him again and pretend to be strangers.

The other part of you wanted to hug him, fully embrace your love for him and confess, right there and then. These two sides were clashing together, messing with your brain. You could feel yourself get overstimulated by the cluster of thoughts and sighed. "I missed you." You said, slowly grabbing one of the snacks from the table. "I missed this," Alex said, turning his entire body to look at you. You ate gradually and felt yourself scoot closer to him. "Now looking back. I was using that guy a little." Alex turned his head to the side, eyes begging you to continue. "At first...I was talking to him to like...get over somebody I had a crush on. I ended up falling for the guy while still having my crush. It's a bunch of complicated bullshit." Alex nodded before rubbing your shoulder affectionately after noticing how physically tense you were. "I'm just...confused? Lost? Mad at myself? I don't know what to do."

"I think," Alex started, choosing his words carefully. "You should follow your heart. You should confess to your crush instead of putting yourself through this. It's hurting you." You sighed and put your snack down. "I'll ruin my friendship with them. I can't do that-" "Yes you can. You can do this and do you want to know why? It's because as long as you're confident and put your full self into it, you'll be able to do it." God how you wished to be as confident as Alex right now. "You want me to help you figure out what to say?" You shook your head and grabbed your phone.

"I'll call him and tell him. Can you hold my hand...please?" Alex smiled and nodded, taking your hand. He squeezed it tightly and smiled. You stared at your contact list, thumb hovering over Alex's contact. Fuck it. You clicked on his contact and placed the ringing phone up to your ear. Alex's phone went off. He squeezed your hand before getting it from the kitchen. You inhaled when he answered. "Hello?" He asked, confused. "Hi, Alex. I was told by someone to confess to my crush so here I am. Confessing to my crush. I like you, Alex. I..I've liked you for a while now. I was scared...terrified of ruining our friendship over this silly little crush." There was a beat of silence. "I like you too. I've liked you ever since you first spent the night at my house because you were too tired to make the drive to your place." It felt like the weight of the world had finally been lifted off your shoulders.

Alex returned to the living room and sat down across from you, phone still to your ear. "Do...do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asked, staring deep into your eyes. You smiled softly and nodded. "I'd love to."

#quackity x reader #quackity comfort #quackity x fem reader #x reader #x fem reader #female reader #x female reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #To: Purple Heart Anon From: M. Kenma

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madtickler39 · 3 years

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Welcome to Club T’s

One of my fan favorites from the old blog, enjoy:

One could look at Emily and assume her life was perfect A nice home, well off family that was well known in California. Naturally blonde hair, a petite little figure and long legs all around a smile that could turn a man to stone. Going to movie premieres, sports events and mingling with LA bigwigs, Emily was never long without something to do. Oh dont get me wrong, Emily never complained. She loved her family, loved her friends, loved her job. She’d never complain for a second. But still something was missing. That’s why Emily found herself where she was, in a taxi outside a new and mysterious club in downtown LA. She stared at the door for a long time before the driver finally asked “Are you gettin out or what?” Emily came back to reality and paid the driver, and stepped out of her car as confidently as she could. What she couldn't sell her blue dress and black heels could. She walked into the club like it was nobody’s business, and was an instant bombshell to the eligible young men at Club T’s. What made her walk into this particular club that night? Well, to understand that, we have to go back a little bit. Emily had a friend named Stephen, and one time not too long ago Stephen did something she couldn’t get out of her head. He tickled her. It wasn’t her first time being tickled, not by a longshot. For some reason, the feeling she got when he finally stopped kept coming back to her head like a drug, needing to come forward again and refusing any lesser pleasure. She had no trouble finding a man to do anything she wanted, but for some reason this one request proved elusive to her charms. After a brief search on the internet, she found out that club T’s was the place to find what she wanted. It wasn’t easy to find out how to get in, the people she was here to see were very secretive. The main club was just like any other club. The music was too loud, the drinks were too expensive and you couldn’t see or move anywhere. After a few minutes of moving around she found the specific corner that housed the VIP section of the club, she said the codeword to the bouncer, and with a smirk he let her in. It was the look a wolf gives a deer after a day without food, and it unsettled her. Inside, the VIP area was another world. The clothes were different, the lights were a bit brighter, and you could hear yourself over the music. The men were dressed in anything from suits to T-shirts while the girls were wearing some pretty revealing clothing, anything that exposed the belly, shorts, mini skirts and few of them wore heels. They wore colored wristbands, green yellow and red. Green was an open invitation, yellow required an ask, and red meant not to approach. Emily had a yellow wristband, fastened around her ankle like the website advised. There was more seating space than at any normal club here, couches and chairs everywhere. The dance floor had some people, but others were chasing each other around the floor, and in a couch by the corner a man had a captive girl in his lap. Her hands were bound and her feet were in his lap. As he grabbed the toe of her sock, her bound hands came up to her face to conceal her smile and she shook her head. He grinned evilly and slowly pulled the sock off, revealing her bare foot. At the edges of the dance floor were a few suspended cages, each with a girl inside and a person outside sticking a feather duster in. Emily asked the bartender “What’s all that about?” A cute redhead in a black corset said “Those girls work here. The customers pay to use the feather dusters for a time. They can also pay to remove clothing or lower the cages. It breaks the ice for the newcomers. Speaking of, is this your first time?” “Why yes” said Emily looking around. “Is this actually for real?” The bartender, whose nametag read “Sam” said “It sure is. I can lock you in that cage if you’re too nervous to get started on your own?” Emily blushed, and suddenly a voice came from behind her that said smoothly “Sam, hasn’t your boss told you not to mess with the new talent? Or do I have to tickle you for your tips again?” Sam blushed now, and backed towards the liquor shelf nervously. Emily asked the tall, suit clad stranger “What?” He said “Oh you haven’t heard? If you find their service in any way lacking, you have to give them the oppurtunity to get their tips tickled back into them. That’s why she wears a corset, her pits are her worst spot.” She hissed “Damon!” So you weren't kidding on the website” Emily asked. “This really is a tickle club.” Damon said “Oh yes, but if you want to see come by when Sam brings my bottle of Dom. She needs a good tickling to earn her tips back after that hiss…” Sam gulped. She’d done it now. Damon slapped down a 20 and said “Whatever the lady likes is on me.” Sam fixed Emily a drink and grabbed a champagne bottle, but Emily hesitated as Sam left. Sam looked over her shoulder and said “You comin? This is what you wanted right?” Emily finished her liquid courage, and followed Sam to a door labelled “Barefoot Room” Upon entering, Sam said “It’s quite literal, no shoes allowed inside.” Sam quickly kicked off her pumps and went inside, and Emily removed her peep toed heels to join her. “You learn quickly Emily” Damon smiled as he smiled at Emilys little feet as she flexed her toes “Im just amazed” Emily replied blushing as she felt Damon's gaze on her toes “Theres nothing to feel scared about Emily" Damon smiled as he took a sip of his drink. “so tell me what brings you here”” Emily took a deep breath, and then she started “It all started when my friend Stephen tickled my feet a few months ago. It felt...well I guess how a normal person feels being tickled. Sure, the laughing was fun but when it was happening I just wanted him to stop after a few seconds...afterwards I couldn’t get it out of my head. I tried forgetting it, distracting myself. Anytime I was alone with my thoughts, I thought of that sensation and how badly I wanted it back. So I found this place...and here I am.” “And here you are.” Damon said. He saw Emily look down nervously and said “Emily, come sit by me.” She came and sat down next to him hesitantly, and drew her feet behind her knees, where Damon couldn’t see them. It was all she could do not to blush. He asked her “Sam needs to be tickled if she wants her tips from me, where should she be tickled?” “Her underarms” Emily replied without hesitation. Sam shut her eyes and raised her arms, beginning to breathe heavily. She begged “Please be gentle.” Damon looked and raised an eyebrow “you answered that quickly for a newbie; I think we may have a little sadist here. Sam, I think we should let your new friend here do the honors” Emily looked nervous again, and said “You want me to tickle her?” Damon nodded silently and said “If you'd prefer I can tickle her. The whole time you watch her suffer knowing that it's coming for you next…” She was up in an instant, and facing Sam directly. Sam felt her breathe and winced, that gave Emily an inexplicable pleasure. She pounced. Emily dug her nails into Sam’s underarms, and Damon smirked as she screamed. Sam was able to hold her arms up for a few seconds, but within 15 seconds they came down reflexively. Sam laughed like crazy but Emily wouldn't let up. Sam tried to turn away, but Emily kept at it, and pulled Sam closer. The punishment became a wrestling match soon as the girls came to the ground, with Emily straddling her hips. Emily leaned forward and pinned the poor bartender’s wrists over her head and blew on her underarms, which drove sam into a mad fit of giggles. She begged “HEHEHEHE Stop teasing!” Emily couldn't tell you why she said this, but she shouted “This is club tease!” Before she could sink her nails back into Sam’s smooth hollows, Emily burst out laughing “HAHAHAHAHA!” And lost her grip. Sam scrambled out from under her, and went to Damon, who was holding Emily’s ankle, with his other hand gently stroking her sole. She giggled gently with each stroke of his hands. He patted Sam on the butt and said “That’s enough sweetie. Call me when you get off work. For now I have some soft, pretty feet to break in.” This comment made Emily blush, and wiggle her baby blue toes. As Sam walked out of the room and grabbed her shoes, Emily looked down, anticipating the tickling. The tickling was slow, methodical. He was really tickling her brain more than her sole. Reminding her that he could do what he want, control her body against her will. He could make her laugh whenever he pleased. All it took was a foot and a finger. He had the finger, and the foot may as well have been a plaything of his. It was in his grasp and she wasn’t getting it out. Emily remained on all fours(or threes, not counting the foot that belonged to Damon at the moment), and giggled when Damon wanted her to, otherwise she just accepted the breaks and caught her breath. Sometimes she would look back at Damon, nearly melting him with that forced smile. Other times she looked away and tried to just take it. During a break, Damon rubbed her sole with his palm and commented “I see you took the website’s advice and got a pedicure. How recently?” Emily giggled “A couple hours ago hehehe.” she heard Damon inhale deeply and felt his lips rub along her sole now. His lips tickled ever so slightly. She giggled “hehehehe are you smelling my foot?” She read many of the men here also had foot fetishes, but never expected to find herself here tonight… He replied “You used a vanilla scented lotion. It’s my favorite.” “EEP!” She squealed, something had pinched the ball of her foot, and one look back at Damon licking his lips told the whole story. Could she really drive him so crazy with just her feet? This could add some fun to the tickling...but before she could finish that thought, her mind commanded her to laugh again. Emily fell flat on her belly as she felt a warm, wet sensation streak across her arch. She turned her head to the side to release peals of laughter, and started pounding the carpet with her fist. If Damon’s finger was mean, his tongue was just cruel. Emily was at once suffering and feeling an indescribable ecstasy. All she could do to cope was laugh, and between breaths beg “Hahahaha! Stahahahahap!” Emily got herself a momentary respite from Damon’s tongue, but only because he needed it to taunt her. His fingers returned to gently stroking her arches as he taunted “Oh you don’t want this to stop. If you did you’d pull your foot away. Look.” Emily flipped over and saw that his hand was open, only cupping her heel. He tickled with all his fingers slowly, and she reflexively pulled back a few inches, then paused. Emily hesitated a few seconds, it tickled so bad but there was just nothing like it. Her foot slowly slid back into his grip, and his hand closed around her ankle. She gasped, what had she done? Damon taunted “See? I knew you liked it!” And he tickled her sole all over again with his fingers, making her laugh even louder, wondering why she gave her foot to him. He lifted her foot up to his mouth, but there was resistance from her tight little dress. Damon lowered her foot and said “Emily, your dress is lovely but if you want to have more fun, it may be best to change.” Emily blushed again and said “I don't have a change of clothes.” Damon began stroking her instep and commented “Not to worry. There is a private changing room in here with spare clothes, better for our activities.” Damon helped her up, and opened a wall panel that led to a cozy changing room. Emily removed her dress and placed it on a hanger, then found a pair of little pink shorts and a white tshirt to put on. The shirt was awfully short, and only came down to her ribs, leaving her midriff vulnerable. The shorts were quite short, revealing her long tanned legs. She emerged a little sheepishly, but Damon gushed over her, making her blush for the umpteenth time tonight. She came up to the couch where he sat and requested “Where do you want me?” She felt his eyes combing every inch of exposed skin, searching for a spot to make her squeal. She felt uneasy, but exhilarated. Damon grabbed her by the hand and sat her on the couch next to him. He draped her legs over his...and once she breathed out he lobster clawed her knees. Emily shrieked, breaking down in helpless laughter as she tried to sit up and reach his hands. After a few moments of squeezing her legs and knees, Damon began to gently scribble his fingertips all along her thighs and up towards her hips. Emily’s laughter went up in pitch as Damon reached her hips and pinched, and he licked his lips looking at that bare midriff. Damon gave Emily a break to catch her breath, and breathing heavily she sighed “hehehe that was fun.” Damon had an evil smirk on his face, she asked him “What is that look for?” Damon said “I’m going to have that cute tummy of yours next. But I’m going to give you a choice, my tongue or my hands?” Emily’s eyes bugged out, and she couldn’t possibly choose between tortures for a moment. She thought about her feet, and his tongue was much worse there. She answered “Hands.” Damon smirked, had she chosen wrong? What was he playing at? She didn’t have time to think any further as ten fingers began wiggling along her midriff, and her tummy exploded with ticklish sensations. She let out a loud belly laugh, and cursed as her hands wanted nothing more than to seize his and make it stop. Despite this desperate need, her mind would not allow them, making them twitch up and down her sides in a comical fashion. The game changed utterly when Damon managed to wiggle a finger into her navel, making Emily scream like a banshee before breaking down in frantic laughter. She tried to get him off of there, but her hands were swatted away by his free hand. This was almost as bad as her toes, or that tongue! Maybe she should have let him use his tongue after all… After a minute or so of her navel being explored and prodded, Emily couldn’t take anymore. Her begs became more desperate, and Damon heard it in her voice. She cried loudly “Uncle! Hahahahahaha! Please! Mercy! Hahahaha!” Damon stopped rather quickly, but Emily didn’t manage to stop giggling for another minute. He rubbed her belly during this time, and at last she recovered. She propped herself up on her elbows saying “That was wicked...I’ve never felt anything like it before.” Damon smirked, and said “I bet not.” Before they could say anything else, a blonde woman and a brunette with golden brown hair came into the room dancing with each other, kicking their shoes off as they entered. They plopped on the couch opposite Damon and Emily. The blonde said “I told you if we danced Damon would get us a snack!” Emily covered her face nervously as she blushed like a teenager, and would have curled into a ball had Damon not held her knees. The brunette asked “Who’s the tickle toy?” Damon said evenly “Girls, this is Emily. Emily, that is Shay, and Blair. Two tickle slaves of mine, who need to remember what happens when they don’t use their manners.” Damon continued “Emily is new, and I think she has had enough for one night. Blair, why don’t you tie Shay’s arms over her head?” They got to work, enjoying themselves and clearly under the influence a bit. Emily asked “So what, just like that we’re done?” Damon smirked and said “For tonight, after I do one quick thing. If you want another session I’ll see to it that you can contact me. Sit tight.” Damon got up and tested Shay’s bonds, who was standing on her tiptoes in the middle of the room, suspended from a chain. Damon produced two more cuffs and said “Your turn Blair.” She giggled as she assumed position for her restraints. Once they were restrained Damon instructed Emily “Give me your sole” holding his hand out. She placed an ankle in his hand, and he produced a pen. He slowly and painstakingly wrote something on Emily’s sole, but she couldn’t tell. All she could do was laugh and scream until he finished. It felt like an eternity of that ball point pen stroking her arches, but it was bliss for her. When he finally finished, he pecked each of her soles goodnight and she left for the evening. She inspected her sole before putting her shoes back on, and it read Damon’s number and address.

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Keeping Up With Seijoh Ep. 7

a/n: im sorry but takeru could take my uwus like hes so adorable yall 🥺😭

anon:

-LETS BE HONESTTT WITH OURSELVES. oikawa bringing takeru to practice cuz he forgot he promised to watch him n so he asks you to watch him while he rushes off to change— and then takeru goes OFF after he hears that YOURE the person uncle tooru keeps talking about. he basically just exposes oikawa, gets on your good side w all the embarrassing blackmail material he can provide, and oikawa comes back to you grinning like a madwoman HAHAHAHAHA c,:

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-‘ Omg Takeru spills to his mom and grandmother how Oikawa had a crush and how awkward he is around this girl. Which leads to them inviting her over without Oikawa knowing. He comes home one day, a lil upset because yn wasn't at practice only to hear her giggling with his mother and sister while having tea ‘

NOW THIS IS THE REAL TEAAA!!!!!!!

TAKERU IS SUCH A MOOD MY GOD IMAGINE HAVING A CRACKHEAD UNCLE LIKE OIKAWA!!!!😭😭😭😭

uwu yes i love this req so lets start

so basically

two words:

uncle oikawa

bahahaha no not really but yes really tho

anyways

this is going to basically be the scenario where takeru has accepted you as his auntie

so sit down my little grasshoppers because this is finna be a long one

it all started when oikawa forgot his promise

now,

oikawa prides himself in being a know-it-all and being ‘responsible’ or shit like that but hes,,,,, far from that

like how he was currently running towards the gym where takeru’s volleyball class was at because he forgot that his sister made him promise to pick his nephew up since she was working overtime today

oikawa tooru didnt care about his appearance and the way he huffed as he sonic nyoomed his way there since he was more scared of what his sister would do to him if she finds out he was late

the sight of the gym door has never felt so good

‘TAKERU!!’

he yelled and a head peaked out that belonged to the one and only boy

‘uncle, youre so loud’

he chided and tooru rolled his eyes before grabbing his hand

‘hey, go get your stuff. im late and y/n is going go kill me if im not there’

takeru rolled his own eyes and went at a snail’s pace as he packed up his knee pads and his water bottles

‘TAKERU HURRY UP WHAT-!’

‘hmm,, dont lie uncle. you just want to see the pretty goddess nee-chan’

OKAY TAKERU DANG

so basically,,

its been mentioned that you call the boys a lot or its them calling you and oikawa happens to be the one who calls you constantly

and takeru lives with them and he’s usually up quite late so he hears tooru downstairs while talking to you

like one time, he couldnt sleep and his mom told him to drink warm milk to help him so he was just going down the stairs when he heard tooru laugh

now, dont get him wrong

hes heard his uncle laugh before so hes seen how he laughs around girls and it was like nails on a chalkboard

but this time, it sounded very genuine and his chuckles were almost,,, shy

and he figured that tooru was talking to a girl since he kept saying a girl’s name

‘y/n-chan~ youre so cute~ dont make me come over there and kiss you~’

oikawa cooed and takeru cringed

so he was talking to you

he was no stranger to your name as he once teased his uncle for being whipped and got an hour long rant about how beautiful you were and nice and angelic and how you were just an angel on earth

so yea he knew you

tooru’s voice became clearer as he stepped foot into the kitchen

even a child like him could tell his uncle was basically in love with you

and he doesnt even really know what love is!!

‘disgusting’

the child said and tooru, who believes in ghosts and is the biggest scaredy cat, shrieked at the sudden voice

‘oikawa-san? what’s wrong?’

your voice could be heard through his phone but tooru quickly told you good night and ended the call before he got off the chair and crossed his arms to stand in front of takeru

‘what did you say?’

he asked and takeru looked up at him, mimicking his pose

‘i said, its disgusting, uncle’

oikawa looked offended

‘what?! how could you say that?!’

takeru shrugged then he walked over to the fridge

‘yozora-kun told me that girls have cooties and we would die if we get it’

god it was such a childish thing to say but to an actual child like takeru, it sounded perfectly valid

‘its gross and nasty and he said you get all sweaty and you get a fever and ew’

tooru shook his head in disbelief before going over to help the boy get a glass

‘its not nasty or gross or disgusting, takeru. its actually,,, really nice. you dont die from it and you get sweaty when you get nervous and you dont get a fever, you just get flustered, thats all’

takeru still didnt believe him

‘well, he also said girls become monsters and they would eat your face’

KFJDSLFJSLDKIM SCREAMING

oikawa chortled

‘what?!’

‘you heard me. all girls are monsters and you should protect yourself, uncle’

but when he met you, my oh my, you were no monster

you were,,,,,, really really really pretty

poor takeru doesnt really know the real meaning of beautiful so he settled on you being really really really really pretty

like when oikawa dragged him in the gym, takeru stared at you

his mind couldnt process on the fact that someone as pretty as you even existed

but that doesnt really say much since hes only like 8

BUT STILL

oikawa was hurriedly shoving them both in the gym and he was annoyed that takeru was just standing there but he was really just watching you as you scurried around to give the team their towels

‘takeru! come on!’

tooru’s voice snapped him out of it so he finally walked forward

‘y/n-chan~!’

oikawa called out and iwaizumi was about to yell at him for being late but you already had your bad bitch face on and you were strutting over

‘oikawa tooru, do you know how late you are?!’

you scolded and pulled his ear down to your height

‘eeeehhhh~~??? y/n-chan dont be so rough! it hurts! dont hurt oikawa-san!’

he teased to ease your anger but you sucked in a sharp breath

‘ill make sure it hurts more’

oikawa turned pale and started pleading and stuttering

‘please pleaseplease y/n-chan, i had to pick up takeru and it was a total mess and-’

at the mention of takeru, you let go of him and you finally caught sight of the little boy

ohmygee he was so adorable and youre just a sucker for adorable kids so you kinda squatted to his height since the height difference wasnt that big

you gave him a big smile and waved a hand

‘hey, you must be takeru. im y/n’

the poor kid’s face turned red unknowingly and he stiffened before nodding aggressively

‘my name is oikawa takeru and i am 6 years old’

he hand out his hands to prove his age and you giggled before nodding

‘my name is l/n y/n and i am 16 years old’

you held out 10 fingers then switched to having 6 up like he did

‘waaaa youre,,,’

the boy paused to subtract with his fingers before looking up at you with wide eyes

‘youre 10 years older than me!’

you sweatdropped at the sudden thought of being old

‘hmm i guess i am’

you tilted your head to the side and continued to talk to the boy, completely oblivious to the stares from the others

they all sported a bright red blush and red ears at the thought of you being so good with kids and what if it was their own?

kindaichi gasped and held his hands to his face to cover the burst of all shades of red that decorated his entire face

OHMYGOSH THEYRE SO WHIPPED WHAT

‘ne, nee-chan, i know you’

takeru spoke as you led him to sit down on the bleacher, away from the practicing team and from any rogue balls

‘oh? you do?’

‘eung! uncle talks about you all the time! and he calls you too! i live with him, see, and nana yells at him for being on his phone during dinner because hes talking to you’

takeru admitted and you turned red, suddenly flustered

‘he talks about me? what does he say about me, take-chan?’

the little boy paused, holding his chin to think, then he lit up

‘he calls you beautiful goddess y/n-chan!’

YALL TAKERU IS SO CUTE WHAT THE HECK

‘he does?’

you asked, wholeheartedly surprised

takeru violently nods his head

‘yes! uncle talks about you all the time! my friend yozora wants to meet you too!’

‘hah? who is that?’

takeru sheepishly scratches his cheek

‘yozora-kun told uncle that girls are gross but uncle got mad and told him you were different because you were pretty and nice and yozora wants to see if you really were’

you laughed at the childish claims of this yozora boy

‘well,,, take-chan, do you think im gross?’

you asked, making the boy flustered again

‘no,,,, nee-chan is really pretty’

he mumbled while twiddling his fingers and you squealed before hugging him

‘oh, take-chan! you should visit more often!’

takeru nodded, smiling at how warm you were

‘eung! i love nee-chan! see? i can say i love nee-chan because im not a coward like uncle!’

you pulled away just slightly with a raised eyebrow

‘what are you talking about, takeru?’

the child puffed out his chest and his lip took on a smug angle

‘uncle talks to the mirror every morning! he says hes practicing! he takes forever just saying he loves you in the mirror and he doesnt let me pee! but its okay! because uncle can keep being coward but i get the pretty nee-chan!’

a disbelieving smile settled itself on your face and you absentmindedly caressed his smaller hand

‘what else does uncle do, take-chan? you see, nee-chan wants to tease him!’

takeru paused then lit up

‘oh! before i was born, mama told me uncle ate flowers because he thought his fart would smell like roses!’

‘hah?!’

your cries of shock made the boy laugh and you joined in with him

‘also! iwa-nii made me a tree house, right?! and uncle wanted to go in but he was too big so he got stuck at the front door! iwa-nii had to take the front part out and used soap to get him out!’

your cackles attracted the now ready captain and oikawa had an uneasy look

that little brat mustve told you some embarrassing stories based on how you laughed

‘oi! takeru! you shut your mouth right now, young man!’

he shouted and quickly stomped over to you at the bleachers

but you held the boy close, protecting him from the angry brunette

‘no! you stay away, oikawa-san! nee-chan will protect you, take-chan!’

you proclaimed and takeru was more than happy to snuggle closer and stick his tongue out at his uncle

you had a similar mischevious look and a wide but scary grin on your face that spelled nothing but trouble

was he,,,, being blackmailed right now?

tooru was scandalised at the thought and the act causign him to lunge over to you, tickling your sides so you could loosen your grip on the child

but you held on, giggling loudly causing takeru to also laugh when tooru’s fingers would touch his side too

‘no! stop-! ack-! tooru!’

you shouted but tooru was able to find an opening to grab takeru by under his arms and you reached over to grab him back but he was already lifted high

‘now what did you tell her, you brat?’

‘nothing!’

takeru shrieked but tooru hummed, not quite believing him

‘i dont think so’

tooru sat down on the floor and placed takeru on his lap with his fingers quickly hitting his ticklish spots

‘NOOO!!!! UNCLE!!!!’

you giggled and joined over, completely forgetting where you were and what your responsibilities are

okay can we take a second on how cute this moment is?

like despite the team practically being in love with you, they couldnt help but think of how much you guys looked like a family

iwa herded everyone to stop staring and keep practicing bc he knew that this was the first time tooru has been truly happy in a very long time

by the end of practice, you and takeru were practically best friends already

you were very sad to have to let him go home but he promised to come back soon

tooru gave him over to iwa so he could talk to you while you were packing up

you were putting on your jacket when you felt him tap your shoulder

with a smile, you turned around and he mirrored your grin

well,,, it was more like a shy and bashful grin

from behind him, you could see takeru being lifted by mattsun and his laughter echoed in the wind

tooru noticed your gaze then chuckled softly

‘thank you for,,, yanno,, keeping him busy’

you waved your hands around with a laugh

‘nonono! its okay! really! hes so adorable that i look forward to seeing him again!’

he let out a relieved sigh then placed his hands in his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet

‘y/n,, youre really good with kids’

that comment made you flustered but you waved it off

‘nah, i just connect with them more. theyre so easily entertained and the innocence is nice’

‘well,, youll be a great mother in the future’

you chuckled then ruffled his soft hair

‘youll be a great father in the future then oikawa-san’

at first, he was just going to laugh it off but then the image of you playing with a child who possessed chocolate brown locks and beautiful e/c eyes appeared

he turned red and he fumbled for a response, completely speaking gibberish with no idea of what to even say

unfortunately for him, the team was not in a far distance and they could hear oikawa sputtering nonsense so to ‘help’ him, they started shouting for you guys to hurry up

‘come on! lets go, you guys! the bakery closes in a 10 minutes!’

makki yelled and you perked up and waved to signal you were going

‘come on, oikawa-san!’

you grabbed his hand and pulled him along

takeru noticed his uncle’s red face and a cute sly smile creeped up on his face

‘hmmm,,,,’

then he started a plan

and wow god must’ve wanted him to succeed because its like the fates and the stars and the universe just aligned

takeru was walking with his mom around a supermarket when he noticed your familiar h/c hair

‘y/n nee-chan!’

he shrieked before he could even stop himself and you were startled, wildly looking around for the person who said your name

‘nee-chan!’

takeru shouted again, running away from his mom towards you

‘takeru-!’

yall what is oikawa’s sister’s name? lets name her ‘tara’

tara shouted for her son and ofc ran after him when he didnt listen

‘takeru!’

you greeted back and winced a little when the force fo the little boy crashed into your legs

‘nee-chan! momma, look its nee-chan!’

takeru said when his mother caught up to him

‘oikawa takeru! you never run in the store like that again, you hear me?’

she scolded but then smiled up at you

‘oh hello darling, you must be y/n. im tara, tooru’s older sister and takeru’s mom’

she outstretched her hand for you to shake so you awkwardly shook it

‘uh-im l/n y/n’

‘momma! shes the pretty nee-chan i told you about! and shes the one uncle talks to every night!’

you cringed a little when takeru was excitedly talking as he was attracting other people with his loud voice

tara bless her heart noticed your discomfort and told you to go and follow her to the checkout if you were done

she ended up paying for your stuff despite your protests but she excused it as ‘consider this as payment for putting up that idiot brother of mine’

takeru wanted to show off so he held your bags but you still held on to their own to help tara out

‘ne, nee-chan! why are you not with uncle? its practice today, right?’

takeru asked as you three walked down the street

‘natsu’s sick so i was picking up some porridge for him to eat. i excused today because i wanted to take care of him’

takeru lit up

‘nee-chan! you should come over! nana wants to meet you too!’

tara rolled her eyes at her son with a smile

‘no, take-kun. nee-chan needs to go home to look after-’

‘ah, its okay, oikawa-san! natsu wont be awake for a while so i can spare an hour or two’

‘yey!’

tara made small talk with you while takeru hummed in front of you

‘thank you so much for putting up with my two boys, y/n. i heard from hajime that you kept takeru company while tooru practiced’

you nodded

‘it wasnt a big deal though. i love takeru, hes a sweetheart. and oikawa-san takes good care of him’

tara chuckled

‘as much as takeru loves to poke fun at tooru, he really does appreciate him you know? without a father, i worried on who would be his male figure. but tooru lived up to his title and takeru wants to do everything he does. like say, volleyball’

you followed along and you could see the little bits of tooru even by the way takeru walked

the little skip that his uncle had seemed to copy itself on to the nephew with even the happy humming

‘oikawa-san is,,, a really great person’

you off-handedly mentioned and tara looked at you from the corner of her eye

warmth blossomed in her chest because although she knew how much of an insecure and rash person her brother was, he deserves someone who talks about him with such love in their voice

even the look in your eyes was enough to make her think,

yep, you are the one

omg nana oikawa is ltr head-over-heels for you already

the love for y/n is an oikawa thing

when takeru opened the door, nana oikawa rushed to greet her grandson when she saw another person

a girl

‘nana! nana! this is y/n nee-chan! uncle’s pretty goddess!’

uwu nana knows who exactly you are

lets just say shes exactly like takeru and has witnessed her son lovingly talk to some y/n girl at 3 in the morning

and her son has expressed his love and admiration towards you every chance he can

so yes lets just say she knows who you are

thats why nana brightly smiled and quickly ushered you into the house

‘oh come in! come in! takeru-kun, go lead y/n-chan to the couch and make her comfortable! ill get tea!’

takeru nodded and he grabbed your hand with his small one to go to the living room

you awkwardly sat stiffly, not exactly knowing what to do as this entire family seemed to know who you are

takeru settled himself beside you and was actively talking about what they did at volleyball practice today

you were enamored in his story that you didnt notice nana walk in with a try of tea with tara trailing behind her with cookies

you moved to help her but nana shook her head with a gentle smile before sitting down at the chair beside the couch

‘here you go, dear’

you bowed slightly and held the cup of green tea

everyone was now settled and you were nervously tapping your finger against the cup

you dont even know why youre nervous

its like youre suddenly meeting your boyfriend’s family without your boyfriend actually there

‘so,’

you jumped a little at the voice of nana and she smiled at you

‘oh dear dont be so nervous! we’re not that bad! we dont bite’

‘unless you want us to’

takeru whispered and you giggled, ruffling his hair with your free hand

‘so youre the famous y/n-chan then?’

you nodded again

‘takeru told us all about his adventures at seijoh the other day and, well,, he likes to tease his uncle but,, we believe him’

tara smiled, remembering her son’s words

‘nee-chan, i told them that uncle was very weird and shy and awkward and it was so weird’

he whispered, yet still able to be heard by everyone in the room

‘oh my, when we heard that we couldnt believe a person, much less a female, could even do that to him! i worried that my son would never develop interest in any girl but it seems i was worrying for nothing!’

nana giggled and you couldnt help but smile, realizing her laugh sounded exactly like tooru’s

‘you know, y/n, tooru’s never really had a crush before. and believe me, id know but even with his last girlfriend, which was also his first, he didnt seem interested at her in that way-well, maybe he was but he wasnt exactly enamored with her like he is with you’

you knew little about tooru’s first and last girlfriend

it was the butt of mattsuhana’s jokes all the time but you never partook bc you could see how,,, sad,,, tooru looks whenever its brought up

but you turned red,hand waving at her last comment

‘oh nonono, youre wrong. uhh, how do i say this,, oikawa-san,,, he just appreciates me bc,, i,,, reject his advances,, and,,, bring him milk bread,,, and banana milk,,,, and such,,,’

you trailed off and the two older women shared a look behind their cups

heh, it was refreshing to have tooru do the chasing this time

‘you must be wondering how, we, you know, know you, right?’

you nodded at nana’s question

she chuckled then placed her tea down

‘you see, we are aware of tooru’s,,,, expiditions. and by that, we mean the interest of others in him and his returned interest. but hes our family so we know that his interest is,, actually fake’

you looked down, knowing exactly what shes talking about

‘especially with girls, we see his annoyance, his ignorance, and we’re not proud of it. but with you, when he talks about you, its as if he was talking about the,,, the love of his life!’

you were startled, not sure if you should be proud of that or confused about that

‘mom! dont say that!’

tara nagged but nana shrugged her off

‘no, i want to express my gratitude for this girl. y/n, i want you to know now that,,, my son is damaged’

‘takeru cover your ears’

tara hurried and the boy shot his mother a confused look but still did it anyways

‘tooru,,, feels that he shouldnt burden us as he’s now the man of the house after his father and i’s separation. and,,, perhaps its the past of his father’s but,,, he doesnt let anyone in, except for us and hajime’

nana oikawa’s eyes held sadness

a raw emotion that shouldnt be shown to a stranger but by how much and how often tooru talks about you, she practically knew you already

‘and he refuses to do anything that isn’t necessary. he hates doing pointless things unless they will serve him purpose in the future thats why he focuses on that damn sport so much, even giving himself injuries! i worried and worried for him but then,, you came along. all the sudden, i see the life in his eyes that was wrongly taken from him, be replaced and its all because of a girl. ive never heard tooru talk about someone else other than his team or hajime so it was quite a surprise for us that he found someone who was, what he considers, worth his time. and the way,, the way he looks when he talks,,, y/n, i believe you are what he says, an angel’

a sudden wave of tears appeared as nana oikawa looked up to meet your eyes and you let out a stiff laugh but you tightened your grip on your cup

‘you are,,, my son’s angel’

DKFLJSKDFJDSLKFJSDLKFJD MY FEELS

the conversation was quickly shifted by tara as she could see the conflict in the way your eyebrows furrowed and the rapid movement of your pupils

she knew that you were probably still at a stage that you didnt realize your captain’s real and authentic feelings for you and she didnt want you to find out this way

tara knows how emotional her mother can get regarding her son so she switched to another topic to not get too in deep with the whole situation

next thing you knew, you were giggling and laughing at nana oikawa’s merciless onslaught of her son’s childhood events

you attempted to hide your laugh by sipping your drink but it still came out wholeheartedly

‘yes! i wondered for a whole week as to why my roses were disappearing and i never would’ve thought id find my son eating them at 6 in the morning!’

nana cackled while takeru was so laugh-tired that he slumped over to your side, completely breathless

‘oh! dont forget the mickey mouse one! you see, y/n, we spent about a week at my aunts house and tooru saw a mouse! the poor child woke everyone up at midnight, screaming about a mouse sleeping next to him! and just to top it off, we visited disneyland and, whew, we just know now to avoid mickey mouse. to this day, that child is still traumatized by that cartoon’

meanwhile at seijoh,

oikawa was sneezing nonstop and iwaizumi has bonked him many many times now

‘OI! IF YOU GET SICK RIGHT NOW I WILL HIT YOU!’

‘OH GREAT! ILL BE SICK AND HAVE A CONCUSSION AT THE SAME TIME! THANKS IWA-CHAN!’

tooru irritably snapped and iwa was even surprised at how snippy he was

‘oi, what crawled up your ass and died today’

oikawa pouted then stomped his foot like a child

‘y/n isnt here today’

‘oikawa shes taking care of her cousin! she has a life outside of us you know?’

makki teased but flinched when tooru stomped his foot harder

‘but im her life! im all she needs!’

the entire team sweatdropped at the sight of makki and mattsun holding back their bara arms vice captain from beating up their captain

‘ill be sure to give him mickey mouse stickers next time!’

you teased and they laughed

there was still remaining giggles left when the door handle twisted and the front door opened, revealing the man of the hour himself

takeru perked up and ran to the door to greet his uncle

‘uncle! uncle!’

he exclaimed and tooru sighed before grinning at him

his ears twitched at a familiar muffled giggle but he thought nothing of it by excusing it as him missing you so much that hes now hearing you

the thought of you dampened his mood again

‘uncle is too sad to play with you, takeru’

takeru’s head tilted to the side and one eyebrow was raised

‘heh? why? iwa-nii bonk you too hard?’

tooru shook his head solemnly

‘no. my darling wasnt there today and-’

‘oikawa-san, welcome home’

you emerged into the small hallway and tooru’s jaw dropped

then he snapped out of the surprise and ran straight towards you, picking you up and twirling you around

‘Y/N-CHAN~~~~~!!!!!’

he cheered and you giggled, trying to hold on to his shoulders to stabilize yourself

‘dont be so loud, oikawa-san’

you chided but with a smile

tooru calmed down however he still held you in his arms and was looking up at you with a grin, completely missing the fact that youre even at his house

‘its so nice to have y/n-chan greet me at the door. its like i have a wife! you wanna be my wife, y/n?’

you blushed a deep red and flicked his forehead

‘oikawa-san, your mother and sister is-’

you whispered harshly but a sudden shout made you both turn

‘NO! NEE-CHAN IS MY WIFE! NOT UNCLE’S! SHES TOO PRETTY FOR A COWARD LIKE UNCLE! I WILL FIGHT FOR NEE-CHAN! SURRENDER, UNCLE!’

you and oikawa looked at each other exasperatedly but with a fond look in your eyes

‘go’

you whispered

‘avenge me, oikawa-san’

that was enough for him to drop you gently and run to tackle takeru, who was giggling and kicking the air

you returned to your spot on the couch but shrunk back at the smirks the two oikawa women were directing to you

nana oikawa wanted you to have dinner with them so you stayed and oikawa held your hand under the table

even though they could obviously see it but yanno just stay quiet

‘y/n-chan, as much as i love you being here and meeting my family, how did you get here?’

takeru proudly raised his hand and swallowed his food

‘I BROUGHT NEE-CHAN HERE! I SAW HER AT THE MARKET!’

tooru nodded and reached over to ruffle his head

‘thank you, takeru! you turned uncle’s bad day to a good one!’

you turned to him with a worried look

‘huh? did something happen while i was away?’

tooru shook his head and pouted at you with his puppy eyes

‘y/n-chan wasnt there at practice today and oikawa-san missed her very much and-’

‘oikawa-san, please refrain from speaking in third person’

‘BUT Y/N-CHAN-!’

again, the two oikawa women shared a look

yep, you are the one

oikawa naturally took it upon himself to walk you home by saying ‘y/n-chan shouldnt walk home by herself!’

but in reality, he just wanted to spend more time with you because he didnt get to do that today

he just wanted his daily fill of you

O_O

aNYwAys

you both were walking down the street, hand-in-hand

KDSFJLSDKFJ FLASHBACKS FROM THE OIKS ROUTE

‘i love your family, oikawa-san’

you said and he giggled

‘well, just wait a few years and youll be a part of it too’

you blushed and smacked him on the chest making him wince and exagerrate an ‘ow!’

‘your mom,,, really loves you. and your sister, and takeru! theyre really nice and im happy your family loves you so much’

‘what about you? do you love me?’

you hummed

‘eung! i love oikawa-san! and the boys! i love all of you!’

DKFLJSDKFJSDLKFSJD NOOOOO FLASHBACKS AGAIN TO THE KUWS EPISODE OF THEM LEAVING AND OIKAWA TELLING HER HE LOVES HER ANDFJDKFJSDKFLDKJ ACK! FEELINGS!

oikawa had a sad smile on but he didnt push any further

‘well! you met my family already so now its my turn to meet yours!’

you turned to give him a deadpan expression

‘oikawa-san, my father chased you with a broom. i dont think its safe for you to even step foot at my front porch’

oikawa scoffed and puffed out his chest smugly

‘hah! your oikawa-san is a strong man! he doesnt get scared over some broom!’

‘oh! oikawa-san! i need to get your opinion on this! i want to give iwa-san this mickey poster but-’

noticing that oikawa was no longer walking beside you, you turned around to see him staring at the spot you were previously at

‘oikawa-san?’

he didnt answer and you giggled

‘oh? is it mickey mouse? you scared?’

you neared the phone to his face and then his eyes settled on the terrifying face of the disney character

oikawa screamed

a/n: AAAAAAAAA WE FINALLY GETTING THROUGH REQS AND IM SO HAPPY THAT MY TEACHER IS SO NICE AND OMGOMGOMG MY FRIEND GOT INTO AN ACCIDENT AND WE WERE TALKING ABOUT HOW A BIRD GOT INTO OUR CLASSROOM AND SDKFJDSLFKJSDLKFJSDLFKJNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyways, how yall been? i know ive been gone for a hot sec but uwu hey!!!

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lexacoolfox · 3 years

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Can i request nagito X fem!reader, she is mafia but really kind and sweet!! I really love to read the reader are stress and she really like to try smoke for the first time..but nagito defend her from doing that♡♡...i hope you like this^~^

Nagito x fem!reader who tries to smoke for the first time!

You and Nagito have been together for a while. He knew you were apart the mafia and he understood how stressful it could get.

Now you have a older brother who is over 20 and you more often then not. Sneak into his room to sometimes ‘borrow’ something from him.

✨one particular week was extra stressful. You didn’t want to bother your boyfriend with you problems.

✨what’s actually quite funny outside of your mafia business, you were actually sweet and caring. Which Nagito loved, but it also slightly confused him.

✨he often stares off into to space and thinks “how is S/O apart of the mafia? She way to nice to be a gangster.”

You have obviously have heard how smoking is bad for your lungs and how it will effect your life in the future. But you thought ‘trying once never hurt anybody. Right?’ I mean your brother does it why not you. So as mentioned before you snuck into your brother room and took a extra pack of cigarettes he had.

(Author note: I do not condone smoking. Also please don’t do it. It’s not healthy and it will take a toll on your life as well as cause medical problems. It could also possibly kill you. Don’t ever try it or if you already doing it please stop. Stay safe and healthy readers! Ok back to the story!)

What you didn’t expect was your boyfriend to walk in on you trying to light a cigarette!

You quickly hid it behind your back even though he already saw it.

“Nagito darling! I wasn’t expecting you for another hour! You should’ve texted me you came early.”

“I wanted to surprise you. But I can see I was the one surprised.”

He had a sad look on his face. It pained your heart but you still tried to play stupid.

“I don’t know what you could ever mean by that. How about you go wait on the couch, and I’ll be down in a few minutes.”

“My hope…let’s not beat around the bush with this. Why are you trying that?”

“Trying what? Sweetheart.”

He pulled the box of cigarettes out of your pocket. You were caught there was no getting out of it.

“Alright fine. You caught me. I just wanted to try it out. This week mafia business has been particularly tough. So I thought I would give smoking a shot. I was just going to try it once.”

“My hope! That’s how addictions start! You say you’ll try it once but then you want to do it more and more. You realize that this is seriously dire to your health don’t you. This can actually kill you!”

He takes the one out your hand and throws both the box, the single one in the trash can. Your brother is not going to be happy with that.

He then walks over to you and hugs you. You can hear him quietly sobbing.

“Wow Nagito! I’m sorry ok! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!!”

“Please don’t ever try this again. I can’t image a world without my hope! Next time just come to me, I know I’m human trash but I might be able to help in some way.”

“Ok ok. I’m sorry love! I just didn’t want to waste your time with my mafia business, also stop that with the human trash stuff.”

“You won’t be wasting my time. I’m surprised you waste time on unworthy scum like me.”

“Stop it with the trash talk! Or im going to use my secret weapon!”

“Using something so important on trash human like me, what an honor.”

“That’s it!”

You throw him on your bed and start tickling him while kissing his face.

“Hahahaha- stop- I can’t- haha- breath- hahahahaha”

“Say your not human trash and I’ll *kisses* stop kissing and tickling you.”

You continued, he snapped when he you started sucking on his neck.

“Ah!~ ok! ok! you win! I’m not human trash!”

You got off of him with you giggling and him still laughing.

“You wanna go down stairs and watch a movie love?”

“Yeah that’s sound good to me.”

“Then we could cuddle for a little bit.”

“Whatever you wanna do my hope!”

“I love you!”

“I love you more my hope.”

#anime #danganronpa x y/n #s/o x danganronpa characters #drv2 #danganronpa goodbye despair #danganronpa 2 #nagito komeada x reader #nagito komeada #nagito x reader #Nagito komeada x s/o

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organic-guacamole · 3 years

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showtime

episode 211 let's go

ok first of all, this is the second to last episode guys... I don't even wanna think about how much pain I'll be in after next week's episode

mr mazzara doing the recap-

this is so weird to me and I don't know why

WHY DIDN'T YALL JUST ASK BENJAMIN FOR HELP, THATS LITERALLY HIS THING

is Nini giving out the cards a callback to season 1 when Natalie Bagley said that Nini gave her a card or something on opening night of another musical?

STEPHY AS THE ENCHANTRESS OMG YES

Ricky in the crown gives me Harry styles in that photoshoot vibes

he's so pretty.

ok but why did we never see Ricky and Ashlyn interact before? it's been like 5 seconds and I already love how they bounce off each other and it's just so natural

OH THEY REALLY DON'T HAVE ANY UNDERSTUDIES-

well that explains a lot...

so Ricky fell on top of Ashlyn and all that broke for both of them was their wrist-

insert Jake Peralta *coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool no doubt no doubt no doubt*

of course howie was amazing as the beast, were we expecting anything less??

Ricky is so beautiful and I will not shut up about it....

let me enjoy this before the makeup crew slaps mud on his face.

Nini and Ricky talking to eachother? in a civil manner? wasn't she avoiding him just in the last episode? hm ok

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THEY CANT EXPRESS THEIR FEELINGS JUST LIKE ME HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS HILARIOUS, WHATS NEXT? THEY CUT EVERYONE OFF CUZ THEY CANT HANDLE EMOTIONS? ...ha

yes Kaden and Rico, my favourite east high boys 🥰

I mean....where's EJ?

THERE HE IS

EJ AND GINA IN THE BACKGROUND... doing something idek

KOURTNEY'S MOM IS BACK YAY

Howie is a shining star, ofc ofc

the smallest fOrk

can't wait to see the fork burst into song about how she deserves more than to be used to eat salad😌

the duster and the bluster.... ok😃

hi Gina!

hi- oh wow I didn't know Robbie Rotten was in this show!!!!!

the portwell look.

that my friends, is a married couple's look✋

GOSH EJ WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU

aww Gina's so excited for this

D word?

Die?

Delicious?

Dom Toretto?

"good, clean fun all alone with someone I dig...a lot"

sir that does not sound very clean to me

SEBLOS

Seb looks so cute standing there next to pope Carlos

DID THEYEY REALLY LIGHT ANTOINE ON FIRE-

I NEED TO SEE THAT

Seb's reading Carlos better than big red read the script in episode 102, this is great development after the "fight"

Kourtney really just made the best outfit for herself and let the rest of them suffer

the way Gina immediately goes to hold on to EJ after the announcement

"tonight we're going to put the U in UTAH"

...

"hey where are you from?"

"TAH"

SEB'S SINGULAR CLAP KILLED ME-

he's officially salt lake city's resident thanos

just wity clapping because for some reason I have a feeling he doesn't know how to snap his fingers...don't ask why

Ms Jenn do you mind encouraging your leads before the show? idk just an idea

pepto bismol product placement smhsmh

those flowers are bigger that big red himself-

*bops along to the opening theme*

that whistle at the end slaps everytime

WHY IS THE AUDIENCE SO MASSIVE

I guess they're all here to see Ms Jenn go on as a fork after Nini decides to *go her own way*

wow i am so funny

so they couldn't do many group scenes cuz of covid, but this 300 person crowd is cool? nice

OO THE VIOLIN GIRL FROM EPISODE 6 IS IN THE ORCHESTRA

HOWIEEEEEE

"Mr Caswell", he said, in the loudest voice possible while backstage at a show that's about to start.

Mazzara what are you trying to pull-

I usually like Benjamin but I don't like his tone

"iS yOuR wHoLe FaMiLy HeRe?" LIKE YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW THATS A SOFT SPOT FOR EJ

"we've had some good conversations these past few weeks"

right so what's going to happen after you graduate?

what does he think of you not going to Duke?

what did he say about you giving the sweatshirt that's been in the family for 3 generations to a girl you're not even dating?

good old Mr. M

therapist Mr. Mazzara, they all need it.

start with Ricky though.

"Michael Bowen"

dude why did you shave, now you look less like "hot lumberjack" and more "creep at the gas station"

OH-

does she not like Mike anymore?

why does it sound like jennzzara started dating and now they just sit back and talk smack about everyone in their freetime

break the fourth wall-

uhhhh im scared

why am I scared

he's scary

hehe flowers for Ricky, obviously for Ricky, ObViOuSLY

oh boy poor Michael

this man is in love, rip

why does Ms Jenn always look at people with her eyes open so wide

LILYYYY

I'm only excited because I really like the idea of lily and Ricky being friends, nothing more.

ha this guy's got jokes

a MOAT AROUND THE SCHOOL

wheeze

also he's very pretty.

"the wolves and very talented humans"

how dare he forget to mention the very talented wolves and normal humans, smh erasure

"being nice, what a concept" ted talk by Lily who still doesn't have a last name

did she just say lol out loud

same with the hug emoji last episode-

go touch some grass babes

the way he didn't say no, but said he didn't know how the east high kids would react-

not saying he does want to date her but that's an interesting thing to think about, also another thing to write an essay analysis on just to leave it in my drafts for a few months

awww lily genuinely trying to help him

sorry guys, I've been taken by the Lily charm (didn't know it existed until now but oh well)

REMEMBER WHEN I SAID I'LL NEVER SHIP PORTWELL?

just look at me now

the Lily wink I can't she's so cute-

HELP ME I'M BEING HELD HOSTAGE BY LIL-

David Attenborough?

oh nvm it's Benjamin narrating the show in a really weird British accent for some reason.

STEPHY GOT MORE LINES YAY GOOD FOR HER

also is this to show that Nini doesn't care about being the star of the show anymore? the way she's supporting everyone else even though she's a fork?

I would pay for a special of the full musical ngl

OOO THE TRANSFORMATION WAS SMOOTH

shockingly

yo where did the makeup come from

man I wish I was a theatre kid

THIS IS STEPHY'S EPISODE NOW IDC✋

my girl is starring

"needs an X-factor"

Simon Cowbell creeps in

"it's a yes from me"

and them boom, he takes Nini and mistreats her horribly and then she comes back to theatre after deciding music isn't for her👍

"I thought she just hog-tied him?"

don't ask sebby, it's better if you don't know.

imagine they spotlight the wrong person and this dude is just some random person that likes writing down stuff during shows.

Ms Jenn just let them do what they rehearsed (at some point we never saw) or else this is gonna end horribly wrong

"help"

same Carlos, same

I love how seb is just his translator rn

I thought he said "great displeasure" instead of "greatest pleasure"....help?

big red coming out from throwing up to see his girlfriend star is the cutest thing in this show.

Ash and Gina dancing is so fun

I'm imagining them practicing at night at their home, watching the movie for the 100th time and making sure their one dance together is perfect

KOURTNEY YES

HOWIE IS IN LOVE AHHHH

I LOVE HOWIE SO MUCH

SEBBY

THIS SCENE HAS SO MUCH GOING ON I CAN'T KEEP UP

THIS IS SO GOOD

HOW???

no because I'm actually crying

I'm dead serious.

we need this musical released as a special

big red is so proud and I love to see it

Natalie: "if you do not by at least 20 dollars in concessions, you do not support art"

rando in the audience: "but I pay for ad free Spotify"

Mr Mazzara clapping in the distance

Gigi, the guy you like is talking to you, complimenting you and hyping you up

YOU LUCKY LITTLE FEATHER DUSTER

aw EJ teasing her about the chocolates in a way that doesn't make her feel bad? take notes Richard

JORDAN FISHER

there is no rest of the show idc Jordan is it for me

THE WIG CAP ON RICKY OMG

they look like they're high and having "deep" conversations on the floor

THE MEAN GIRL WITH THE EYES-

@sunshine-julie-molina YOU HEAR THAT

Natalie really just be coming for them all

Howie what is happening rn

I'm scared

"did you enjoy it"

"very much"

dude wants a kiss so bad

ASHLYN OMG

NO DON'T DO IT BECAUSE OF LILY, PUT YOUR OWN TWIST ON IT

I want a Jordan autograph please

just keep swim- oh pushing...

Gina is literally a giant next to him and I live for it

am I about to cry for the 3rd time in this episode?

yes.

Ricky's leg kicks under the table makes me so happy aw

the portwell glances will kill me.

ah yes, mashed potato snow

Mr. M.... I'm not a theatre kid but even I know you can't have your phone on backstage.

Howie please just do it

CHIP'S BIG LINE I CANT

I LITERALLY HAD TO PAUSE IT AMD SCREAM INTO MY MASK FOR A SOLID 2 MINUTES (I'm not at home rn) HES SO CUTE

oh ok bye Jordan

oo tea

NOT HIM BEING STARSTRUCK BECAUSE HE'S MEETING HIS FUTURE BROTHER IN LAW-

"we're all just glad Gigi has a big brother figure in her life"

excuse me for a few thousand hours while I laugh hysterically

THE CAMERA ZOOM ON EJS FACE AND EVERYTHING-

STOP EJ LOOKS LIKE HE'S GONNA CRY BUT I CAN'T TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY WITH THE STAGE MAKE-UP

someone else said this already but I think it's hilarious that they had to bring in 2 guest characters to create some portwell angst

omg this really is Cici's episode, found family is their thing

elevator music lol

I'm gonna bet that big red took the harness for his surprise for Ashlyn without realising what it was

did Ms. Jenn just....tell her most mentally unstable student....to commit suicide....on a disney show...was that....I'm very....well....what the actual-

oh and there she goes running off instead of trying to make it right

oh wow Nini's the hero, she's gonna save the show 🤩

😐

the judge is doing a sudoku

honestly if I went to the hsm show as well, I'd come prepared for this one too

Lily why are you looking like that-

I WAS JUST STARTING TO LIKE YOU DON'T MESS THIS UP

wow ok, there goes that.

omg

what if Howie was acting weird because he knew what Lily did and wanted to tell Kourtbut Lily threatened him so he was scared to-

anyways see y'all clowns next week when we all simultaneously lose all motivation for the week without Fridays to look forward to.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #gina porter #ricky bowen #nini salazar roberts #seb mathew smith #carlos rodriguez #big red #ashlyn caswell #kourtney greene #howie my pizza king #lily hsmtmts

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oikaw-ugh · 4 years

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HI told u im gonna req smth 👀 may i request headcanons of oikawa, bokuto, and tsukki catching their crush (or s/o, u choose!!) sing and play their guitar in secret? 💞 no pressure 😗 thank you very much!!! -🥧 (i think u'll know who's this tho HASHAAHA)

+ omg forgot to mention: i chose them since they're kinda the expressive/teasing type so if that interaction happens with the reader that would be LOVELY 💞 THANK U AGAIN -🥧

OMG WHO IS THIS 👁️👄👁️ I'M KIDDING AND YES I DEFINITELY KNOW YOU UWU 🥺✨

Oikawa, Bokuto, and Tsukki catching their s/o sing and play their guitar in secret.

God knows how much I love to write but I CRINGED WITH THE OVERFLOWING KILIG 'CAUSE SOMEONE REQUESTED (AGAIN) AND I'M EXPLODING!

I'm actually very nervous right now but anxiousness and procrastination is my profession so 👁️👄👁️

Oikawa Tooru

Ah, my first love.

Oikawa, after his volleyball practice, went to your classroom to fetch you since you didn't really like watching his practices and matches with all the fangirls around 👀

Usually, group of students tend to stay at their classrooms after class to finish stuff or just to chill (so me) so most likely, you’re never alone.

So Oikawa is surprised upon arriving at your room only to see you all alone as you sit on the teacher's table with this guitar on your lap.

You actually brought your guitar for a group performance in a subject (JHS feels ✨)

"Ikaw ang Binibini na ninanais ko" kidding. You definitely sang an english love song not that HAHAHAHAHA (sorry LSS)

He didn't announce his arrival, you know? He hid his self at the doorway, staring at you (like a stalker-) as you drown yourself with your guitar and your voice.

Listening to you was 👌 so good and before you knew it, you earned yourself a fan.

Silently, he took his phone and was aiming to record your guitar session.

But lmao Tooru had the flash on his cam on

Surprised, you looked at the doorway, only to see your boyfriend peeping like a creep.

"Tooru, what are you doing?"

"I was trying to record you." 👁️👄👁️

The fact that your boyfriend saw you playing the guitar and singing made you blush. You placed your guitar on the table-

"No! No! No! Don't stop, Y/N!" Oikawa stops you as he runs towards you.

"But it's embrassing"

Now he's mad at you. He glues his hands in his hips like a mother, "Non-sense! You're so good, you can pass as an artist!"

That makes you more embarrassed honestly but he keeps on showering you praises to the point that you can no longer tell if they were real or just bluff.

He will definitely bug you to continue playing your guitar even though you made excuses but he's not buying them.

"Play this song!" "Do you know this song?" "Play this song next!" He says that while his phone is recording you.

In the end, it became a live performance of you and Oikawa as your audience. He has this grin in his face as he rests his chin in his palms, the other hand holding his phone, looking as if he is being lulled with your voice and your guitar.

After he's finally had enough of listening to you, he'd give you a tight hug after you zipped up your guitar case. Kissing the top of your head, he'd shower you praises again as if the praises earlier weren't enough.

"You're so good, Y/N, you should've told me you can sing and play the guitar." "I'm gonna brag about this to Iwa-chan and the rest tomorrow." "Can I post your video at my IG?"

Bokuto Koutarou

Another first love

Singing and playing the guitar are hobbies you don't really share with other people.

But when your classmate brought their guitar to school, you couldn't help but to give in to the urge to borrow.

Your classmates were totally in awe as they hear you sing and play. This makes you feel so flustered but sistz, we stan an individual who shows the world their talent! 🥺✨

Anyways, it has became a ritual for you and your boyfriend, Bokuto, to eat lunch together at your room. Most of your classmates eat at the cafeteria and Bokuto hated the thought of you eating alone so...

Waiting for Bokuto to arrive, you took your classmates' guitar and started to get familiar with it by playing simple chords and humming in to a familiar song.

"Oh, Binibini, just touch my body" kidding(2) you're singing a love song.

Getting in to it, you kind of forgot that you were in your classroom and not in your room. So the moment you heard Bokuto's energetic scream, you felt your soul try to astral project.

"Y/N! You actually play the guitar?!" Bokuto screamed as he ran towards you.

"Yes, Ko-"

"PLAY A SONG!"

"But, Ko-".

"PLAY THIS SONG! PLAY THIS SONG!"

In the end, you couldn't help but to give in, especially with how persistent Bokuto is. You started playing the chords of a familiar song.

"Sa 'yo lang ako babayo" HAHAHAHA JOKE LANG. AKOLANGBANANDIDIRISAKANTANGTO?

You couldn't see it but Bokuto is in awe with how beautiful you sang and how good you were at playing your guitar.

He falls silent as he takes the empty chair beside yours, scooting as close as he could next to you so he can hear your voice clearer.

"Ko?" You asked him when you stopped playing and yet his wide eyes are still staring at you.

The heaven knows how Bokuto was so close to switching to his emo mode when you no longer sang. But in the end, he thought of an InCrEdIbLe idea:

"Y/N, I think you should be the one playing at our wedding." 👁️👄👁️

Now this makes you laugh as you blush with his sudden suggestion.

He insists you sing another song but you reprimanded by saying you two haven't eaten your lunches yet. He had his arguments set but in the end you won.

Or so you thought. Because the moment you two started eating, he didn't stop asking you questions about this new discovery of his.

"When did you start playing and singing?" "Who taught you to sing and play?" "Do you love it?" "Do you have fun?"

"Why do you have the voice of an angel?"

Even when you two headed out of your room to buy yourselves some drinks, he still was asking you and giving you ridiculously cute ridiculous ideas.

"You should play during our matches next time!"

"But, Ko, that would be in the gym and it would be too loud for you to hear."

"I'll make the crowd stop cheering for me!"

Tsukishima Kei

This salty boy is a bully. Periodt.

So when he went to your place upon receiving your text and caught you strumming your guitar, instead of expressing his shock, he'd mock you instead.

"Eh? You know how to play that?"

You abruptly look at your doorstep only to see Tsukishima leaning lazily on the frame, his arms crossed.

You stopped from strumming and you placed your guitar on your side.

Now Tsukki scrunches his nose, "Why stop? Afraid to show me how bad you are?" He teases.

It's one of his strategic ways of making you do it without him having to confess that he wanted to hear more.

You rolled your eyes as you took your guitar again, willing to prove Tsukki's wordsare wrong. You strummed your guitar and started singing:

"Inisip ko kung bakit ganito ang langit, nilayo ako sa 'yo" (JEJEMON DAYS UGH) JOKE THAT'S NOT WHAT YOU'RE SINGING. YOU'RE PROLLY SINGING AN INDIE SONG OR WHAT.

Immersing yourself on your guitar as you sing, you didn't even notice how Tsukki is already on the floor, his legs crossed, head lazily leaning on his palms as he tries to look unimpressed.

He wanted to take a video so bad but he's already made an impression that he hates it and he's not letting his pride go down so he enjoys you perform instead, casually wobbling your head with the beat, finding your voice perfect with the song.

He was so into your voice he didn't even notice you already stopped, with a teasing grin in your lips as you look down on him.

Tsukki: 👁️👄👁️ (I'm sorry for excessively using this emoji I just love it, it's such a mood)

"So? How was it?" You asked.

Tsukki looks away, hiding his blushing ears, "Fine. Fine for a beginner." He said that sarcastically but you knew better.

You were about to get rid of your guitar for real this time when he stopped you.

"Play..." He said, barely audible.

"Huh?" You.

"Play it one more time," he says, fishing for his phone, "I want to record it."

You blushed. Tsukki must've noticed how you got flustered with his words 'cause he has casts this offending look in his face again.

"I'll...record how bad you are, dummy."

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spicysoftsweet · 4 years

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im sorry if it's too much but my heart is wrenching, i just read your hisoka cheating part 2, i dont know if its possible but can u do a part 3? i understand if you cant, ill just continue it in my head 😭

He’s a bastard, but so is the reader hahahahaha!

part 1 here / part 2 here

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You leapt into the arena but you were too late.

Instead, time seemed to slow to a screeching halt, as you were suspended in midair, unable to reach him in time before the detonation went off. You could barely see his body through the wall of human flesh preventing his escape before the explosive force sent you flying back into the bleachers, crashing into the countless bodies that littered the arena’s perimeter.

There was no way in hell he could have survived that.

Hisoka…

You rose from the rubble frantically, ignoring the pain coursing through your entire body from the impact of your fall, and ran back towards the epicenter of the blast.

“___!” You could hear Machi yell your name from a distance, as you threw chunks of arena flooring and heavy debris to uncover Hisoka’s remains, if there were any. You knew what you were doing was akin to betraying the troupe, but you gave it not a single second thought.

As you continued to dig, tears streamed down your cheeks to highlight your hysteria. You knew you were being stupid, and you couldn’t help it. Hisoka didn’t love you, Chrollo did. But yet…

You didn’t notice Chrollo approaching slowly, hands comfortably shoved in his pockets, watching you declare your true heart by your actions. You couldn’t see the sadness in his eyes… but you and he both knew. He had always known - he was a master manipulator after all. He could read you like a book even before this very moment, where you were wearing your heart on your sleeve.

“Should we do something?” Shalnark whispered to Chrollo. Chrollo said nothing for a moment, then let out a sigh, motioning to Machi and Kotorpi who had also approached.

“I have something to do,” he told Machi. “Take care of this,” he entrusted, his voice drained of any obvious emotion and once Machi nodded understanding, he went on his way. Watching you cry over Hisoka was too much, even for him.

Machi gave you a mildly exasperated but somewhat understanding look as she sidestepped the chunks of rubble you were still throwing haphazardly behind you as you searched desperately for Hisoka. You finally uncovered his body, and as your eyes settled on his disfigurement - burnt off nose and lips, the missing fingers of his left hand, and the right below-the-knee amputation - you could feel your heart breaking.

You knelt beside his body, frozen in place and unsure of what to do next for the next few moments without disruption. Shalnark and Kortopi continued to watch on standby as Machi eventually decided you had had enough time to mourn and restrained you with Nen threads.

“It’s not worth it,” Machi said, in a soft but stern voice as she tightened the threads to pull your arms behind you. You wouldn’t have struggled against her anyway, the fight had been drained out of you. Still sobbing silently, you closed your eyes as Machi knelt around the other side of his body to inspect the corpse.

“I’ll stitch him up, then I’ll come along,” Machi stated aloud without looking at you or the other two Troupe members. Shalnark and Kotorpi exchanged a look of confusion, then shrugged.

“Do you want us to take her with us?” Shalnark asked, pointing to you, still staring absentmindedly at the ground before you, tears streaming down your cheeks.

“I’ll take care of everything,” Machi said, quickly, giving you a glance. You weren’t a threat… not in this state, at least.

Once Shalnark and Kotorpi were off, Machi got to work quietly, her eyes flitting up to you once in a while.

“I warned him, but he didn’t listen,” she said, finally, her voice now less soft but accusatory. “I knew you didn’t care about him.” Him meaning Chrollo, evidently.

You said nothing, your distress overshadowing the guilt you felt.

“You hurt Chrollo. It takes him a lot to trust, and you threw that way with no regards for him,” she continued.

“I-I…”

Before you could come up with a lame excuse, you and Machi were startled by a sudden surge of Nen coming from Hisoka’s body, and stared in shock as Hisoka’s body started to twitch, and then finally, he let out a loud cough before he sprang back to life before your very eyes.

“Hisoka!” you exclaimed, in awe, as he jumped to his feet, as though he was surprised himself by the fact that he had come back to life.

He looked around to see you, and his eyes trailed off and then he faced Machi.

“Was I… really just dead right now?” He asked her, looking at his hands.

“Dead as disco,” Machi said, flatly, crossing her arms again, trying to hide her own mild relief. He let out a laugh, not taking the whole situation seriously himself. As he continued to speak to Machi only, pretending you weren’t there, it set in just how stupid you were.

He still didn’t care. You were as significant as a fly on the wall, even though you’d just risked your life and your future for him. Now you were going to be labeled as a traitor, and he wouldn’t give you the time of day.

As he used his Texture Surprise to hide his extensive wounds, you got to your feet, your arms still bound to your side by Machi’s threads, and walked off.

“____,” he said, finally addressing you. “Where are you going, kitten?”

You stopped in your tracks. Kitten, that’s what he called you when he used to love you.

When you turned around to face you, he was back to his old, handsome self, and he smiled at you, a twinkle in his eyes.

“I always knew you were mine,” he said, in a smaller voice than usual. Machi took a look between you and him, then walked over to you.

“If you don’t need me anymore, ___ and I are leaving,” she said, the Nen threads that bound you and connected to her glinting under the building’s fluorescent light. “Next time, pick your battles better,” she said flippantly, turning her back on him.

“You’re right, Machi~. This time, I will make very sure my opponents can’t decide who it is or where they’ll have to fight,” he said, and suddenly right by you, restraining her from the back with Bungee Gum.

“I’m talking about the Spiders,” he whispered in her ear. Machi threw you a glance immediately and released her Nen threads, knowing that she was trapped and would need your help to prevent Hisoka from cutting her down.

“___!”

Your arms sprang free, but instead of striking Hisoka, you were shaken by the idea of injuring him again, after you’d literally just seen him die.

You froze in place.

“___, what the fuck are you waiting for?!” Machi yelled, now at you, as Hisoka smiled, and took a step back.

“___ and I will be leaving first,” he said, as he leisurely walked over to you and placed a hand on your shoulder, while looking towards Machi with a devilish smile. “Would you pass this along to all the spiders for me? From now on, no matter where they go or whoever they’re with, I won’t stop until I’ve killed them all~”

With that declaration, on top of your betrayal, the severity of which worsening with every second, Machi was now enraged, cursing and screaming, losing composure as you had never seen before.

“DON’T YOU DARE FUCK AROUND WITH ME! I’LL KILL YOU MYSELF THIS VERY INSTANT!” She spat at Hisoka.

“AND YOU! YOU STUPID, TRAITOROUS BITCH! YOU BETTER COUNT YOUR DAYS!”

Your stomach was flipping over and over again the more Machi yelled expletives in your direction.

You had betrayed them after all the love Chrollo had given you, Machi’s begrudging acceptance and care, and the hard-earned respect of the rest of the troupe.

But then you looked up at Hisoka, whose hand had traveled from the soft touch on your shoulder, and down your arm to hold your hand. He smiled back, and you remembered how much you missed him.

You were going to regret this decision sooner or later. But for now, it felt right, and you squeezed his hand back.

“I missed you,” you whispered, as the two of you left the Phantom Troupe behind, together.

#hisoka x reader #hisoka #hisoka being a bastard #bad decisions

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mimsylovesloki · 3 years

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Episode 5-Play by Play Reactions (Spoilers)

Bruh I’m so friggin excited

Thanks for reminding me of mobius and Loki being pruned… I totally needed that

Man tom has really beautiful eyes

IM SO EXCITED FOR ALLIGATOR LOKI

Back in the TVA huh?

Upside down Dutch camera angle huh?

I really hope they introduce Kang, I mean, Ravonna IS Kang’s GF in the comics

Okay we left the TVA

Ruined New York purgatory?

Digging this soundtrack

Alioth??? Hello??? Who is you???

Ravonna doesn’t know either? Hmmm I don’t trust her

BRUH I CALLED IT!!! THEY CANT DESTROY TIMELINES THEY CAN ONLY CUT THEM OFF

I don’t believe her… if she really wanted to know who was behind this after watching the timekeepers prove to be fake then why on earth would she prune Loki then huh?

GATOR LOKI IS SO CUTE

Damn emotional Loki

“Which I’m heartbroken to report I didn’t even find all that strange.” Poor baby

Bruh stop trippin

Bruh I’m trying so hard not to laugh rn. The way old Loki is talking to alligator Loki is killing me. I have been watching Jessie recently with the kids I babysit and now I’m being reminded of Mrs. Kipling, the Asian water monitor.

Loki is so done with this lmaoo

Okay wow these subtitles are having big trouble keeping up and staying accurate…

Poor Loki lmao

Kid Loki killed thor oh my gosh

How??? Why??? But Loki isn’t evil!!! Well, maybe THIS version is I guess…

Oh hey Mjolnir

Wait what’s in the jar?? IS THAT FROG THOR? THROG?? OH MY GOSH IT IS

Bruh they all have glorious purposes

Loki don’t be a simp

Mall Santa throne

Miss minutes is back

Miss minutes is sus

I still don’t trust Ravonna

Called it

Treacherous biotch

She’s behind it I know it. Working for her BF Kang

She’s behind it bruh I know

Just one good memory?? AGHHHHHH MY BELOVED

She pruned herself!!!

SYLVIE MY BELOVED

Lmaooooo black Loki liar

Haha alligator Loki ate the neighbors cat

Bruh I’m getting major Paradigm vibes (you need to check out that game if you haven’t)

“But blades are worthless in face of a Loki sorcery” at least THIS man gets it

He missed his brother and of course the TVA goes “hahaha no you’re not allowed.”

God of Outcasts is better than the Loser Club don’t @ me

Sooo whats black Lokis past then? And what about more of kids Loki?

Lmao sounds terrifying as a woman Loki

Please don’t make Sylvie the crutch to save the day. Let tom hiddleston be the hero please

They’re gonna laugh at his plan

Called it

OH EVEN MORE LOKIS HOW LOVELY

PRESIDENT LOKI

Oh hey Sylvie

You in a nest?

Oh my

Girl you better run

Hahahahaha uh oh

Oh my! She’s sending stuff

MOBIUS OH MY GOSH YES

I’m calling it now it’s him

YES YES YES YES YES

HELL YEA MY GUY

Two tom Hiddleston’s

So how did he get an army

Lmao

The chaos is palpable

OH??????

WHAT

ALLIGATOR LOKI BIT OFF PRESIDENT LOKIS HAND AND THEN HE SCREAMED LIKE A LITTLE GIRL

I’m not so happy about the way that ended. At least not with the girlish scream from president Loki… seemed wildly out of character.

I’m so confused

I have no idea how to feel

Lmao TVA Loki is so damn confused and over everything

Alligator Loki didn’t betray you!! He’s a good boy!

How do you know it’s a death sentence??? Huh??? Maybe it’s the answer!

Sooo does every single pruned person ever get sent here or his mobius also a Loki?

HAHAHA I CALLED IT! ALIOTH IS THE ANSWER.

Cannibals huh? Lovely

Hold on guys it’s Lokis love

“Is he a coward or is he being brave?” “Not too sure.” Same

REUNION BABY

Us as an alligator

Stop bickering

Please please please give Loki a good moment. Let him be badass please for God’s sake

What happened to the hunter from the last episode?

Oh here we are

Please they better not hurt her

I know she wasn’t trustworthy. Gosh I hate Renslayer.

She’s still tryna protect whoever gave her power. Renslayer I will revel in your defeat.

Man I’ve missed mobius

Mobius cares about Loki!!! Even Sylvie knows!

Wdym it’s cold? Homie your a frost giant

LOKI CAN CONJURE BLANKIES. New fanfic idea oh heck yea.

Lmao oh great they’re in denial about feelings

Awkward teens in love

You have Loki!

Oh gosh the awkward tension!

AWWWWW HE SHARED THE BLANKET

It’s like watching two awkward teenagers on their first date ever in their lives.

Yea loki but you were also betrayed by your father and home sooooo

Loki. You know you can be happy without ruling.

Together.

Oh my gosh my heart is loving the awkwardness

What the freak are those bird like things

Still better than the devils anus

I need Sylvie to teach Loki how to enchant

He’s sticking beside her

FLAME SWORD HELL YEA

Conjured a hilt. Can you please conjure a badass asgardian outfit too?

Burn it to the ground.

OH MY GOSH I KOVE THEM ALL

Hug

Please

YESSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HE CALLED MOBIUS A FRIEND

Mobius how dare you call Sylvie your favorite

Tom you will always be my favorite

Reminds me kind of Dormamu

The skull in alioth looks like a wolf skull

Loki if you get yourself killed I’ll never forgive you

Is this where he does the come and get me?

CALLED IT

Flame sword babyyyy

What’s going to work? Teeeeaaaamwork

LOKI TEAM UP

HOLY CRAP THAT LOKI IS POWERFUL

HOMIE RECREATED ASGARD

HOLY CRAP

ENCHANT TOGETHER YESSS

OH MY GOSH

THIS IS SO COOL

Cmon Loki you can do it!!

Save old Loki cmon!

YESSSSSSAAAA

SAVE HIM PLEASE

Please

Pease

Please

Glorious purpose

Don’t die please

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

No….. MARVEL STOP KILLING OUR LOKIS FOR GOD SAKE

They did it! But old Loki is gone… and I’m sad…

Where’s kid Loki and gator Loki?

Are we not gonna see black Loki again? I was excited for him

Don’t you dare go to credits

YOU SONNUVA

At least it ended on a happier note this time…

But I miss old Loki already… please tell me he’s not dead… but I suppose since pruning already doesn’t kill them, it’d be cheap to have Alioth also not kill them..

Rest In Peace old Loki. You died with honor in battle… you will be in Valhalla. I know it.

I heard the Kablooie gum was a reference to Calvin and Hobbes and lemme just say that is the best thing ever

Dang no end credit or mid credit scene

Wow this was a crazy episode. Some parts I loved, some parts I was very much not happy with. Mostly the scene with president Loki. I hoped that would be much longer and that it would play more into the overall story, not just a throwaway scene to reference a comic and have a quick laugh. I’m fine with alligator Loki biting off that Loki’s hand, but not with the childish scream afterwards… that felt very out of character.

Can’t wait for the final episode!!! Nothing better happen to Loki or Sylvie. I hope we get to see the other Lokis again. I also want to know more about kid Loki and black Loki. Why did kid Loki kill Thor and how? What’s up with black Loki and what was his nexus event? We didn’t even get to learn about his hammer. I’m fine with not learning about alligator Loki. It’s fine to have that be a fun mystery imo. It was funny seeing throg very briefly too. But I have too many questions that I know won’t be answered in only one more episode which is disappointing. Maybe we can learn more in the supposedly confirmed season two? I hope so. I’m really curious about how they are going to wrap things up and what the fates of everyone will be. I hope this isn’t an isolated event that doesn’t tie into phase four at all. I really want Loki in Multiverse of Madness. Not just Sylvie although idk if we can get both of them in, but I don’t want this show to be Sophia Di Martino’s only appearance in the MCU.

I trust tom Hiddleston but I know marvel doesn’t always allow him to shine through as much as he could. I’m so hopeful for this show but my anxiety is also skyrocketing.

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jungle321jungle · 4 years

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Things I won’t write but wanna read: Sword Art Online Abridged AU

Characters (with a shit ton of quotes for my procrastination justification):

Virgil is Kirito

The loner who isn’t really a loner

“Some of my best friends have been NPCs!”

“I hate them for lots of reasons, but mostly because they’re a bunch a mouth breathing neckbeards who think lmao is how french people laugh”

The Virgil is always right foundation

“Oh, I'll tell you what we do. We play his game... and we win.”

Kirito wrote the guide and it has some prime things he would write

"Send the weaker players first. Good rule of thumb: If a player asks you for gold 2 seconds after meeting you, front lines... If they hijack conversations to rant about their political views, front lines... If they ask female players for pics of their boobs, front lines."

“In another life... in another time... I think we could have been friends.”

Whoever is Diabel: “I... doubt it.”

“Well, fuck you too!”

Janus is Asuna

Imagine Janus living in a game for two months without knowing how to even open a menu to eat

“If you say open your menu, I’m gonna stab your eye out.”

“At least I pretend to care about people!”

“Really? I figured some random perp would be no match for the world's greatest detective. Oh wait no, that's Batman! And you're not Batman, are you? You will never be Batman.”

This also means that Janus is a commander

And yet he pretends to be weak and makes virgil to the work cuz he cant threaten his position

Janus tries to melt Heathcliff with his mind

Remus is Klein

“F**k you, man! That's, like, the pig from hell!”

“Wait. There's something scrolling across mine. "Hahahahaha hahahahaHAha hahaHAhaha hahahaha haha ha ha..."

“Oh, what? Did all of your friends die again?”

BallsDeep69

“I'm gonna clap for you with my teeth, buddy!”

He gets his own guild

Remus would love a guild

Logan is Yui

“May I read it when you are done? I'm curious about the geopolitical situation in Collinia.”

“That is not at all what irony is. I believe the turn of events you described would be best classified as "completely expected".”

Yulier person stand in: “Wha... What are you talking about?

“Irony, noun: A state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often amusing as a result. Example: Your leader is named "Thinker", yet he appears to be something of a dullard.”

not to mention when yui reveals herself

Logan: “As you have probably guessed by now, I am not a normal player. I am, in fact, a highly advanced Artificial Intelligence designed to psychologically evaluate and care for the players of Sword Art Online. Designation: Yui.”

Janus: “Oh my god. You're a Psychiatrist AI? Well, I can certainly think of a few people who could've used your help.”

“Indeed. That is why I was so distraught when, on the day of the game's launch, Kayaba Akihiko locked me away and forbade me to interact with the players. For years, all I could do was sit and watch.”

Virgil: “Oh god! He made you watch?!”

“Day after day, constantly bombarded by the pain and anger of all the people I could not help, I gradually fell into despair. But then... all of that changed when I found you two...”

Janus and Virgil: “Awwwww.”

“...the most broken, sociopathic players I had ever laid eyes on. Less people than a... loose collection of character defects.”

Virgil: “That kinda... went in a different direction than I was expecting.”

“But somehow, together... you were happy. Everything I knew about human relationships told me that one would eventually kill the other. And yet, no matter how often you fought, your bond only seemed to grow stronger. I decided that my information must be flawed in some way, and that I needed to amend it firsthand.”

Janus: “You... You mean...?”

“I wanted to know what love is. I wanted you to show me....... “I am sorry I lied to you. I inserted myself into your lives merely to satisfy my own curiosity. At least... at first. It was... nice to be a part of your family. I... I wish I really was your son!”

Roman is Liz

first off im laughing at the idea of him being as thirsty as liz

“Wait! Don't go! I need details, man! I live vicariously through you! Your sex live is my sex life!“

“As I awoke from my slumber, I found the stranger with the guarded heart, digging through the snow with solemn determination. His muscles glistening in the morning light. Deep within me stirred feelings I had not felt in many moons. It was at that moment that I learned... the Temperature of the Heart- What am I doing?! Stop it! STOP IT!”

Roman saying gnarliest

“Whoa, an Elucidator! This is the gnarliest sword you can get from a monster drop!”

And the prime friendship with whoever the fuck tiffany is

the fear of janus later

Patton is Silica

“I DON'T WANNA WEAR MY PET, YOU MONSTER!“

Silica ate crayons as a kid

Virigil: “God, do I ever! I can never un-know! These brain cells could've been used to formulate the perfect strategy to get us out of this game! Instead, they've memorized what kind of crayons you liked to eat when you were 4!”

Patton: “I liked the purple ones.” “Yeah, I know! "And the blue ones were too tart!"

Virgil: “Just stay calm! You already have everything you need to beat it!”

Patton: “The power to believe in myself?”

“Nooooo, a knife! Stab it!”

"Oh, right!”

Also this prime time interaction

Patton: “Well, you did just kill someone. Doesn't that make you feel... something?”

Virigil” Oh, feelings? Yeah, I don't have those anymore. Went cold turkey.”

“What?! You can't just do that! What's the point in living if you can't feel happiness, wonder, love...?”

“Or the sweet taste of revenge! You're right, Silica! What's the point in living if I can't enjoy such simple things?”

“Eh, close enough.”

“You're a good friend, Silica. We should go on more adventures.”

“Um, I don't think so. Don't take this the wrong way, Mr. Kirito. I'm grateful for your help, but yoooou're, like, the worst person I've ever met.”

“Is that your big plan here, huh? Make me feel feelings so you can cut me down a peg? That cuts deep, kid. But I respect that.”

Yeah... that's kinda the problem.”

Remy is Heathcliff

“As you can see, I have peeled away your petty facades and revealed you for what you truly are... fairly attractive twenty-somethings, apparently. Good for you. Kinda undermines the whole "cold light of day" thing I had planned, but still. Way to break down stereotypes. 'Cept you, fatty. Way to bring down the curve.“

“Next thing you know, your tutorial NPC is nowhere to be found and players are dropping like Dorito-encrusted flies. Now in this case, any sane man would simply turn off the servers before anyone else got hurt, but because you've now been awake long enough to think the government is run by "Floobar, King of the Mole Men", the best idea that comes to your mind is to double, triple, and quadruple down. So, you lock everyone in the game, tell them they'll die if they don't finish it, and try to make it look like this is all part of your "master plan" instead of an ever-spiralling series of events that you have long since lost control of.”

“Hey, cut me some slack, okay? Can you two even begin to imagine 500 uninterrupted hours of consciousness? Forget mole people! About halfway through I swore I saw the face of God! Until I realized it was just the night janitor, Reki. On the plus side, I gave him a hell of an ego boost. Hmm, man was riding that compliment for days.”

“Yeah, okay. See, Janus, the problem with that... is that it's an excellent idea that I wish I had thought of two years ago.”

Sachi ??????

Others ???????

#this is long but oh well #virgil sanders #Janus Sanders #remus sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #sao abridged #something witty entertainment #sanders sides fic #bullet point fic #other writing things

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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years

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A New Spring

jinyoungmoans said:

Okay so! I dare you to write Jaebeom a Greek God au (my god Jaebeom you're stealing attentions now? I don't even request Jinyoung smh! Okay Jinyoung no. Leader first.) Anyways, I know I can trust you with this. (Kill me with fluff and suggestive moments) You're my fluff queen (and slowly a smut queen hahahahaha).

Pairing: Im Jaebum x reader (ft Jackson Wang)

Genre: CEO! au / greek god au / angst / romance

Warnings: some strong language

A/N: So I have gone a little different with this dare and I am really happy with the result! I chose to write the story of Zephyrus and Chloris and I’ve done my best to incorporate both a god au and set the story in modern time. The italics parts are naturally telling the tale and the rest is in a modern setting. I know that sounds confusing, but it really isn’t!

Word count: 5578

As he walked through the garden slowly, he smiled.

The fruit trees were full of ripening delicacies, the channelling of his winds this year producing the finest flowers and foods to supply the entire city. Spring had arrived with his gentle persuasion; Jaebum’s work already being praised by all of his people. As a deity, he enjoyed providing winds that would encourage ample harvest. But he also had a love for beautiful things, and as he reached out to touch the bloom of a camellia, he smiled. It was almost as stunning as you were. Clipping off the flower, he carried it around with him on his walk to the pergola at the edge of the gardens, his heart racing as he practised how he would confess to you.

There was no flower that could rival your beauty. Nothing could encapsulate your gentle heart either, and although Jaebum could throw out gusts of winds whenever he was frustrated, you never turned away from him. Your flowers would still bloom.

He had loved you for as long as he could remember.

“I no longer wish for us to be friends, Y/N,” he murmured as he walked, thrusting out the flower in his hand. Shaking his head, he cursed lowly, furrowing his brows together. It was too tacky. Everything he could think of just didn’t sound as lovely as you were and Jaebum grew anxious the closer he came to the pergola. He could see you now, standing there staring at something out of his view, your smile easing the flurry of options within his mind. He was surprisingly calm now, the effect you had over him each time.

Until he saw who you were smiling at.

Right before you, holding a bouquet of flowers, was Jaebum’s brother and best friend. Jackson was chuckling, saying something that Jaebum couldn’t quite capture. He didn’t need to hear the words spoken, the winds had already carried enough of the confession through your interactions. His best friend reached for your cheek tenderly, which you nuzzled into, pure adoration filling your gaze. You moved closer, taking the flowers from his hand to place down beside you before you closed your eyes, heads lowering towards one another.

Jaebum turned, breathing as heavily as the winds now blew around him. The flower he held dropped to the ground, carrying off out of his reach before he could retrieve it. He had been too late. He had been too naïve.

He had trusted you loved him as much as he did you.

Betrayal felt bitter. Being a step too late maddened him. And he knew then that he had been too gentle. He had harvested this himself, allowing Jackson to be at your side had been as dangerous as a thorn on a rose. He had charmed you to touch him and now you were unaware of the pain that may come from your union.

Jaebum couldn’t accept this deceit.

As he stormed away, oranges falling to the ground and bruising upon impact, he knew that this season wouldn’t be the prettiest time of year after all.

But Spring would come around once more, and when it did, it would be his turn to claim the prettiest flower in this garden.

“Honestly! This is the best project we can take on right now and you know it!”

Jaebum eyed his best friend warily, shaking his head. “Jackson, it’s three times more than the current budget allows.”

“Yes but think of the money we’d save in the long run if we use these types of turbines. The amount of power we’d generate would supply more than an entire district and bring down living costs in multiple ways. This is about providing for new generations, for our future.”

“I know what the plan indicates Jackson, but we don’t have the money to fund such a project yet. We need to build up the company first so we can get to your idea.”

“So find the money!” Jackson exclaimed, pointing at Jaebum repeatedly. “When it was your plan to create that wind valley-”

“You know that we got lucky that funding came then, I didn’t just pull it out of my ass like you’re expecting me to right now!” Jaebum cut in and the door opened then, both men looking at you stepping in.

You had the effect of a diffuser, Jaebum sucking in a deep breath and swallowing back the curses he knew he was about to send in Jackson’s direction. A smile now graced his best friend’s face and you approached them both. “Not fighting again, are we?”

“Us? Never,” Jackson humoured and Jaebum gave you a pained smile. “To what do we owe the pleasure of your company for, Y/N?”

“Mindy Sparks is out in the lobby and wants to have an interview with you, Jackson. She says it’s urgent.”

Jaebum watched as Jackson perked further, leaning in to kiss your cheek and then headed for the door, your hands that reached out to swat him away not quite reaching him. Jaebum wondered if you truly had aimed well enough of enjoyed the ruse of Jackson’s playfulness too much.

It was a complicated mess, the three of you. You had joined the pair during university and when Jaebum had come up with the idea of creating a company that worked in channelling wind and working with the seasons to provide a better life for citizens, both you and Jackson had joined hands with him. Back then, all you shared was the same vision for a better life. Jaebum had never expected it to become entangled like it had, feelings and unspoken confessions placing pressure where connections needed to remain fluid.

Jaebum knew Jackson liked you, and that his best friend equally knew of his feelings for you too. And whilst you never quite let on, always appearing right when they both needed you to calm them down, he was certain you wanted more than this entangled web that lacked any true clarity.

Yet none of you were ready to make that move.

“His idea is a brilliant one,” you mentioned as you looked over the proposal on Jaebum’s desk, your boss glancing up at you exasperatedly. “And I know you’d fund it immediately if you could.”

“Jackson’s too passionate for business.”

You shook your head. “Passion will get him somewhere.”

“Am I failing then?” he wondered, more asking himself than you. The zest Jackson had was once Jaebum’s as well. Until he was weighed down with legalities and finding further funding for their projects. Jackson didn’t understand how hard Jaebum was working at times and it frustrated him.

“I think you’re being too hard on yourself. Maybe if we reach out to Park Corporation again-”

Jaebum shook his head, refuting your offer. “No, I won’t deal with that smarmy CEO Park Jinyoung again. It was degrading.”

“He offered us more than enough financial backing though.”

“We’d lose our name,” Jaebum pointed out and you stared at him for a moment and then shrugged.

“Is it a name we care about or the future of natural power sources? You may control the winds, Jaebum, but too much control means we can’t grow. Think about Jinyoung’s offer again.”

It was tense for the next month, further blowouts with Jackson had pushed Jaebum to the limit and he was now refusing to talk to the man. He felt as if he had been ganged up upon, both you and Jackson both pushing for change faster than he could work it. There were steps involved, practicalities that Jaebum wanted to maintain the quality process of. He was trying every angle he could.

And finally, he had arrived at Park Jinyoung’s offer.

“To what do I owe the pleasure from you, Im Jaebum?” the CEO wondered with a gracious smile, gesturing to the chair across from him. Jaebum smiled weakly. It wasn’t that he hated Jinyoung, no, he much rather say he admired his tenacity in business. He was the youngest CEO in the industry who had such a solid financial backing and 10-year future plan. Park Corporation was a stronghold that no one could take down, and many sought allegiance with. And whilst securing the funds for Jackson’s project was important, he had hoped to do so without losing the name of his own company in the process. Park Corporation would gain the credit for all their hard work.

“Are you here to finalise the deal?” Jinyoung wondered after greeting the man before him and Jaebum frowned, leaning forward in his chair.

“The deal?”

“Your partner, Jackson Wang, was in my office earlier this week, did you not know? We’ve agreed to fund the project.”

“He came to you?”

Jinyoung was surprised. “You really didn’t know?”

“I mean, we were discussing it, but I have been rather busy and-”

“Jackson was adamant this was a done deal. Is it not?”

“Has he signed the paperwork already?” Jaebum asked tersely and the man before him nodded. “I see.”

“You really should have come to me yourself earlier, Jaebum. You know how interested Park Corporation is in innovative ideas like Jackson’s. Sitting on things for too long makes you messy in business.”

He didn’t come here to be told how he was a step behind from the likes of Park Jinyoung. In fact, Jaebum had only been trying to make amends for his best friend. The betrayal closed up his throat, making it impossible for him to bite back, to express exactly how he felt.

Loosening off his tie as he stormed out to his car ten minutes later, Jaebum slammed his hand on the steering wheel before he took off, unable to understand why things had to be like this. Why did Jackson have to go behind his back? Was he dabbling in more than just secret deals? Your face flashed within Jaebum’s mind as he flung his car into gear, heading back to the office and moving like gale force winds throughout the building. Opening the door to Jackson’s office with a bang, he found you both in there, smiling at one another.

A laugh left him then, hollow and painful. He had been so foolish to believe anyone had cared about him and all he did these days. You went to shift away from Jackson but the man grabbed your arm, Jaebum’s eyes narrowing on the movement, another bitter laugh rolling out.

“Jaebum, what’s wrong?” you wondered tentatively, glancing between the two men. “Are you fighting again?”

“No, we’re done,” Jackson announced, surprising Jaebum with how bold he was. “I told you we needed to make a move and-”

“And so doing a deal with Park Corporation behind my back was the right thing to do huh? When I specifically said we needed time!”

“Jackson, did you really do that?”

The other man in the room merely stared at Jaebum with a hard expression. “Why did we need time when Jinyoung could offer us everything we needed? And clearly, you were going to end up there since you somehow know before I told you.”

“This is our company! You just sold out our name!”

Jackson shook his head. “No, this is your company. It’s always your way and I’m sick of being under your control! Business isn’t always graceful and slow, Jaebum! You can’t wait until every opportunity is ripe enough to take. We needed to move on this!”

“You already have. I want you gone.”

“I’m already prepared to leave,” Jackson announced with a huff, shaking his head all the same. “If you can’t support my vision, then you don’t deserve my position here.”

“GUYS, COME ON!” you exclaimed but neither backed down, heavy breathing seeping out from them both.

It was immature, the whole fight was. And yet Jackson had taken so much from Jaebum all this time. He was always moving faster, getting all that he wanted one step ahead of him. Just like in a dream that plagued Jaebum often, Jackson was as prickly as a rose. Charming to look at but dangerous to hold. And right now his hand was upon yours.

“Y/N stays with me.”

“I’m not part of any deals,” you mentioned and Jackson gripped you tighter, in which you yanked out of. “Don’t bring me into this.”

“You can take your project and all your ideas made under this company but you cannot take her from me. Do you hear?” Jaebum continued and Jackson let out a scoff, only to turn silent a moment later.

“Why are you both being like this? Listen, we can solve this.”

Jackson nodded at his best friend, stepping away from you despite his eyes not leaving you once. “Deal. But coveting something doesn’t make it your own, Im Jaebum.”

You didn’t like the separation one bit. It felt suffocating, watching the two most important people in your life pull away from each other because of business. Their friendship had been lost in amongst it all and despite your efforts, it couldn’t be revived.

You didn’t want to have an opinion over who was right and wrong, yet it seemed to be all that was asked of you. After the fight, you had followed Jackson to his apartment, asking him what the hell he had done to make Jaebum lose it like that.

And he had told you of his efforts, insisting it had been for the better of the company. Jackson was sick of being the secondary figure in this business and wanted his project to come into fruition. Jaebum’s approach was not even allowing the seeds to be planted in the ground to grow.

You had been angry, though you could understand some of Jackson’s frustrations. Still, you hadn’t believed in betrayal and hoped that there would be a way to remedy the split. It wasn’t as if Jaebum was against the view Jackson had for the future either.

“He’s against us, though,” Jackson had told you, sighing heavily as he reached out for your cheek to caress it. You stiffened, right now wasn’t the right time to discuss the budding romance between you and him. “You know he likes you too.”

“Jaebum doesn’t like me like that,” you assured, shaking your head. “And frankly, we have bigger problems than that to worry about.”

“We’re not a problem,” Jackson assured, leaning in to kiss you. “We’re definitely something. And he’ll crush us if you don’t leave him. Does he honestly think he can keep you there? You could quit tomorrow if you wanted to!”

“And leave him with not only a broken friendship but a tattered reputation too? Do you want all our hard work to fail, Jackson?! You’re being greedy.”

“Can’t I be? I’ve worked too hard for this!”

“And Jaebum hasn’t?”

Jackson groaned at your comment, wiping a tired hand down his face. “Can’t you just side with me for once?”

“I’m not siding with anyone.”

“You know my project is worth its time.”

“We should be working on it together.”

“You don’t think I don’t want that? It was him who kicked me out, remember?”

“He’s hurt you went behind his back!” you defended and Jackson cursed, shaking his head as he walked away towards his kitchen. Retrieving a bottle of water and downing it in one go, the man then pointed at you as he crushed the bottle with his other hand.

“You can’t keep riding the middle of us like this, Y/N. You need to choose what’s best for you. And when you realise that it’s me, I’ll be waiting.”

Jaebum wasn’t any better. Although he didn’t argue or even insist you side with him, his brooding was intolerable. You often attempted to get him out of his funk, reminding him of the staff that relied on this company to continue to be prosperous. Yet he didn’t react to anything and you were sick of fighting to get through to him.

“I’m done, Jaebum. What more can I do to support you if you don’t let me?”

“Since when does anyone support me?” he asked with a bitter laugh, looking up at you from the stack of files he was reading through. “I’m too slow to support.”

“Don’t be like this.”

“Like what? A sore loser? Why not? A project that I was fucking working on, that I even went as far to support through Park Corporation myself is gone and now I have to figure what we’re going to do to compete against that since Park Corporation has an individual contract with Jackson now!”

“You went to Jinyoung to get funding?” you asked, surprised that he had done such a thing. Your heart ached; you knew how much it meant to Jaebum to do that. You cursed Jackson for being impatient and not waiting for his friend. This whole mess would have been solved had they used better communication. You knew both men were too prideful and it had really done enough damage. Still, you couldn’t help but hold hope with this new knowledge.

“Does it matter? We don’t have the project or Jackson now.”

“Well, it was you who kicked him out, remember.”

“So when are you leaving?” he asked, dropping his focus and then turning away altogether. “You liked Jackson’s plan quite a lot. You like Jackson a whole heap more too.”

You held your breath, feeling the prickling of tears at the backs of your eyes. You could tell Jaebum was broken and yet you had accepted Jackson as your romantic partner two months ago. You didn’t know what to say or do. Jackson’s warning that Jaebum liked you echoed in your mind and you wanted to laugh at how naïve you had been to not realise both men liked you.

You had always thought it was one-sided with Jaebum.

“Face it, I’m always a step behind. Even when it comes to you,” he added on and you jerked forward, eyes wide with emotions. You soon couldn’t see through the veil of tears, gripping onto the chair in front of you to keep you up. Jaebum didn’t turn around even when he heard you crying, instead cleared his throat shakily. “In a dream I often have, I saw this happening. You choosing him. You loving him. It always ends with me wanting to take that from him. And I want to, believe me. I want my time. I want to have what I worked hard for. What I was working towards confessing to you. But will that be honourable? Like Zephyrus abducting Chloris from Boreas, will my forcing you to stay at my side truly make you love me any more than him? My gentle winds cannot produce anything to tempt you to stay here.”

He got up then, walking out of his office and didn’t return for the rest of the day, leaving you there crying for what could have been.

You couldn’t take being in the middle anymore. To protect yourself and Jaebum further, you stepped away from his side, going to Jackson’s instead. And whilst his love warmed your heart, it didn’t fulfil your soul.

You were always looking out to see what Jaebum was doing.

The company hadn’t fallen and out of sheer desperation, you could tell Jaebum had found his way through. He was working diligently, as your friend at the office often assured you of and this eased your mind somewhat as you helped Jackson with his project. Work was going steady for you both, and Park Corporation had followed through with all its offers, installing the first of many turbines that would give hope to this nation. Your hard work was paying off. With Jackson in charge of a big team, you were often expected to attend galas and conferences on ethical powering; something that Jaebum and Jackson had gone to without you in the past. However, Jackson preferred bringing you upon his arm and whilst you had been initially excited, they soon became too overwhelming.

Especially when you saw a different girl on Jaebum’s arm each time.

He had never dated whilst you worked with him and you had always joked that he was married to his job. Although you had hoped he would see you as more than his personal assistant, he had never held out his arm for you to curl your hand around once. So seeing girl after girl adorning his side felt so unfathomable. It left a sour taste in your mouth.

“Jaebum,” Jackson greeted politely as you both approached him and the daughter of Rainbow Industries, who was his date tonight. The man who had been laughing at something Iris had uttered soon stilled, lifting his gaze to you both.

You couldn’t break away from his stare whatsoever.

“Jackson,” he replied whilst staring back at you for longer than necessary. Blinking slowly that emphasised his long lashes, he tore his gaze away and then smiled at his long-time friend. “Congratulations on your project. It’s shaping up incredibly well.”

“Well, uh, thank you.”

“I look forward to seeing what else you come up with in the future. Sorry, but if you could excuse us, I need to go speak with the CEO of Greenhouse Enterprises. Iris, are you coming?”

It was too fleeting, like a gust of wind bringing forth the warm floral scent of spring, only for it to float away and leave you cold again. Jackson was distracted, soon pushing for more time with the various individuals at the party. You weren’t in the mood anymore, telling him you wanted to head home. Instead of leaving with you, Jackson remained at the function working on a deal with a new company and so you headed out to the hotel lobby, looking around for a taxi that could give you a ride home.

A car pulled up in front of you and the window slid down. “Need a ride?”

“Where’s Iris?”

“With her father,” Jaebum commented, smiling warmly. “I was only chaperoning her tonight as a favour to her old man. I’m leaving now; it’s up to you if you’re coming too.”

It wasn’t awkward as you expected it to be.

The first few minutes were quiet but not uncomfortable, like returning home after a long time away. You thought he had changed drastically when you had been away from Jaebum, but he was still the same person you had crushed on for seven years.

He smiled at you after turning the corner. “Are you hungry?”

“Are you?”

“The one thing I’ll never understand about galas is that they expect you to dress up nicely and then offer you basically nothing appetising to eat. I know we’re all aiming to waste less and be more ethical, but I dunno, I always want to eat a burger when I leave.”

“A burger sounds amazing,” you agreed, and he chuckled, changing lanes and heading to the closest fast food chain. With greasy food between you both, you talked over a range of topics, just scratching the surface. You could tell he wanted to know more, and yet he continued to ask you about the last movie you watched and what new food had you taking a shining to recently.

But when he asked you if you had been out to the old farm lately, you blinked rapidly, shaking your head. “No, have you?”

“Mm, I’m there every day,” he admitted shyly, looking over at you and then chewing on his lip momentarily. “I’ve been making some changes. You want to see?”

The farmhouse had once been yours before your family had struck misfortune, Jaebum purchasing it fresh out of university before starting the business. It was in the barn that the three of you had come up with the first project for the company and even created all the prototypes in. It was the home base for any of you to go to, a solace from the craziness this world had to offer.

You had been so busy lately that you hadn’t thought about visiting in some time.

After nodding, Jaebum navigated his way through traffic towards the outskirts of the city, the drive now quiet. You could tell he was anxious about something and you were equally overwhelmed about where you were heading. Eventually, the vehicle drove along the all too familiar gravel track, rounding through the tree lined drive towards the homestead.

It hadn’t changed on the outside, much like Jaebum.

After getting out of the car, you followed him inside carrying your food, Jaebum unlocking the door and letting you inside. You frowned when you saw his favourite sofa from his apartment in the living area. Looking at your friend, you tilted your head to the side. “Are you living here?”

“Yeah, I moved in about six months ago.”

“Why? Your apartment in town was-”

“Something I could sell to fund new projects,” he answered for you, shooting you another smile and then shook his hands to dismiss the sadness in your eyes. “Don’t worry, I love it out here. It’s helped me realign my goals for the company. It’s a good thing, I promise. But I didn’t bring you here with an ulterior motive or anything. You don’t have to worry about me doing something to jeopardise you and Jackson. I just want to show you something I’m working on.”

You didn’t correct him, you couldn’t right then. Following him as he quickly headed towards the back door, you stepped outside again, taking Jaebum’s outstretched hand when you needed to climb over the fence style to get to where he was taking you. For some reason, you started to giggle as you walked through the pasture, kicking off your heels in the process. Looking down at your dress, you then grinned at Jaebum. “It’s just funny to be dressed up like this out in the fields I used to play in all the time.”

“Why can’t you play now? It’s just a dress Y/N.”

He had loosened the tie around his neck and popped open a few buttons, spinning around in the field as he held his bag of food in one hand. You laughed and danced along with him, rounding the row of trees that shielded the old greenhouse from your view.

You stopped, staring at how different it was now. Even under moonlight, you could see how much Jaebum had been working out here.

Letting you inside, you followed him around in silence, looking at the various plants he was cultivating in here. It was heavenly.

Sitting down on the bench in the middle with him, you glanced at your friend who had pulled his burger out and began to eat. You wanted to tell him how proud you were, how amazing this place looked. But it felt like the wrong timing. Instead, you giggled and reached to wipe away the excess sauce from his cheek. “Always putting so much in your mouth when you eat.”

“It tastes better that way,” he managed through his mouthful, smiling all too happily at you as he chewed his food. You started eating, though you weren’t nearly as hungry as he seemed to be.

It was too breathtaking in here. Staring at one flower in particular, you got up, approaching it to view it more closely. You gasped when you read the tag and then turned to look at Jaebum. “You found it?!”

“Well, you always said you wanted this flower growing in the fields here one day. I’m trying to grow enough of it to start planting it outside when spring comes.”

“You remember that?”

“I remember a lot of things when it comes to you,” he admitted, wiping his palms on his slacks before approaching you. “It was your dream to turn this place into something that served the community with food and flowers. I’m working towards making it efficient enough to run that way in at least a year’s time. I’ve also got the house off-grid and working on natural power resources already.”

“Why are you doing all this when I’ve not been here to help you?”

“Because I believed in your dream. Just like I did for Jackson. See, it’s totally working for you guys with Park Corporation’s backing. We just needed to find funding and I knew it would be a great hit. I never doubted his plan once.”

“Why didn’t you tell him you went to see Jinyoung?”

Jaebum shrugged. “What would it change? Jackson saw me as not doing enough. And I guess I wasn’t. I was annoyed with him for well…”

“You knew about us?”

“Mm. I knew. I guess I was frustrated and didn’t separate work from personal. So that’s my fault.”

“Jackson and I are just workmates, Jaebum. It didn’t work between us,” you told him and he merely stared back at you, eyes dark with emotions. It made you continue rambling. “It’s not that I don’t care for him, I do. I cared for you both. But he wasn’t the person I loved and I thought because he liked me back it would be enough. I couldn’t stop thinking about you though. It was obvious I-”

His lips crashed down on yours, hands gripping the table behind you as he entrapped you in his embrace. Your own flew to his neck, sliding up into his hair as you pressed into him, a wanton moan escaping you when his tongue flicked over your bottom lips, asking for entrance. The kiss deepened and grew hungry, passionate. You were soon up in his arms, leaving the greenhouse and out in the gentle night air breeze, your world spinning the longer you kissed Jaebum.

Panting heavily when you pulled apart to gather much needed air, you slipped back to your feet on the grass, staring up at Jaebum and smiling. He groaned before resting his forehead on your shoulder. “I should have done that years ago.”

“I won’t disagree with you. But at the same time, I was convinced you had friend-zoned me in university.”

“You were the only woman I saw. You still are,” he confessed and you pulled his head up from your shoulder, kissing him just as hungrily as before. Slowly you weaved around the field, laughter floating away with the breeze in between passionate outbursts, each step closer to the house and then his bed.

Euphoria had never felt this good before.

When you woke the following morning, the space beside you felt cold, your eyes snapping open when you didn’t find Jaebum there. You were greeted by your favourite flower instead, a note attached to it. It’s not as beautiful as you are. Come find me when you’re ready to.

Throwing back the blankets, you hurried to dress in the clothing Jaebum had set out for you, dashing outside with your flower in hand.

You had a new dream now. Still, you wanted to see the fruits of your labour come to life on this land but you knew you wanted to so much more with Jaebum at your side too.

The winds had finally carried you home.

A new spring had arrived and after the lashing west winds of last year’s harvest that was worse than the year before, it uncharacteristically was still. The sweet smell of fruit infiltrated the air as Jaebum walked along, inspecting the bountiful pickings upon each tree.

Everything looked better than it ever had before.

Reaching up to pick an apple from the closest tree, he inspected the skin, smiling at how red it was.

“Papa! Can I eat it?!”

“Didn’t you have enough for breakfast already?” you chastised your child, rolling your eyes as his father bent to his level, holding out the apple towards the boy. With a thank you shouted energetically, he bit into it, murmuring in happiness. This fruit would be the talk of the town.

“The garden is lovely this year,” you told Jaebum as you walked along beside him, watching your son run about chasing butterflies. You then smirked. “It would have been lovelier over the past few years as well had you-”

“Must we speak of dark times?” Jaebum interjected and you let out a laugh. “Even a God is not privy to simple emotions.”

“You were certain to gain my attention and yet you ran around the place with wind destroying all it touched. It’s amazing I fell for such a tumultuous deity.”

“But you did,” Jaebum commented, pointing towards your favourite flower in the garden now full in bloom. He clipped one off and then handed it out to you whilst smiling. “Your heart found a home in among my winds.”

“As long as they remain gentle,” you warned with a smile, pulling the flower up to smell its fragrance. “We are responsible for bringing around spring for the people. Flowers and good harvests give hope to everyone. You hold a powerful gift, my love.”

“And you hold an even greater one,” Jaebum replied, pulling you into his arms.

“What is it?”

“You calm even my hardest of storms,” he told you, kissing you tenderly. The winds picked up, swirling fallen petals and floral scents around you as the embrace deepened. When he finally pulled away, he caressed your cheek with his hand. “May you never part from my side.”

“Would your winds ever allow for such a thing? I’m sure you’ll just pull me back each and every time.”

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Reader (Ler) x Jimin (Lee)

Description: In which you're in Ler mood and you wanted to tickle Jimin

Author: This is my first ever tickle fic🙈 I felt nervous as f*ck, debating wether it was a good idea to post this or not but eventually I did😐. Anyways Im still new to writing so please excuse all the errors here I feel lazy to edit them😂 so other than that uhm I hope you enjoy😬

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You're just not feeling it today. You sat on the couch boredom taking over your system making you feel like exploding. What's worse is that you're in Ler mood right now and you have this dying urge to tickle someone. But alas its just you alone in your apartment.

You let out a small whine as you slid down your couch slowly making your way to the cold tiled floor

*Knock Knock* Your eyes lit up when you knew someone was outside. I wonder who it is. You stood up and made your way to door, opening it to find out that it was your good ol friend Jimin.

"Jimin! It's nice to see you come in" You smiled gesturing the male to enter inside

"Thanks, It's nice to see you too, I brought some popcorn wanna binge watch some movies?"

"Hell yeah!"

And just like that both you and Jimin spent the last few hours watching movie. There are instances wherein you'd forget your in ler mood but it was still there and you'd be reminded of it from time to time.

You'd be looking at Jimin from time to time wondering if he is ticklish. The curiosity in you made you tempted to attack him with tickles at any moment. But... For some reason you felt to embarrass or scared to do it

"Y/N?" Jimin's voice snapped you out of your train of thoughts. You turned your head to him responding with a hum "You good? You look so uneasy for some reason, wanna check and see if you're ok"

You let out a sigh, you can't f*cking take it anymore. You turned your entire body facing the male with a deadass serious face. "Jimin..." You started off

"Y-yeh?" The male stuttered. He was confused for a sec, wondering why your suddenly like this

"How well can you handle tickles?" You asked, crossing your arms. Your question took Jimin by surprise

"I- uh... Not so well I guess, I'm real ticklish w-why?" Jimin scratch his nape. You suddenly smirked at him

"Good" You then tackled the male to the couch without him being able to react in time. With your swift hands you grabbed a thin rope and bind his hands together securing them above his head.

Jimin looked at you in horror. All weird thoughts consuming his minds. Knowing exactly what assumptions his making you spoke up

"Chill...I'm not doing any of that shet, I'm just simply wanting to satisfy my needs, not just how you think of it" Jimin looked at you in pure confusion "You'll see" You smiled sweetly at him

Without wasting time you decided to go easy on him first. "Boop" You said as you poked his sides

"Y-Y/N" He giggled "What are you doing?"

"What else you think I'm doing" You look at him innocently before poking his sides again. Jimin giggled again amd that's when you started poking both his sides fastly

"Y/N! Hahahahaha stohohohop thahahahat!" Jimin's giggles were getting louder

"Your laugh is too cute why should I?" You began scratching his sides as you started moving your fingers all over his tummy.

"Nohohohohohoho!" Jimin's eye smile started to display as he shook his head side to side wiggling under your weight.

"Yes~" You teased. After a minute or so you stopped giving him time to breath.

"Why are you so cute?"

"I'm not!"

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, let's continue now shall we?" You clapped your hands with a smile. You then reached into your pocket pulling out a cute small feather.

A smirk was on your face as you slowly lift up Jimin's shirt. Slowly you dragged the feather around his cute tummy drawing patterns. Once again he burst out into cute lil giggles. "Y/N! hahahahahaha"

"Does this tickle? Is wittle Jiminie ticklish? Coochi coochi coo~" You teased him. Making him a blush as giggles continue spilling out of his mouth.

If you were wondering what's Jimin thinking about at the moment or how his feeling, strangely he was enjoying it. He wasn't a fond of being tickled, but you, you made tickling feel different to him. Like he wanted more of your attention as you do this to him.

"You're belly button looks cute too I wonder what will happen if I-" You then started placing the tip of the feather on his belly button then started swirling it around the area "Do this".

Jimin had a bright smile on his face, his giggles filling inside the room as you witness floods of tears escaping his eyes.

After minutes you gave him another break. The boy was already a sweaty mess, panting, tears at the corner of his eyes and his face so close to a tomato.

"Now now Y/N you had your fun, you can untie me now"

"C'mon don't act like you don't enjoyed it"

"I- uh..." Jimin started blushing. He got caught off guard when you face was suddenly so close to his.

"So you enjoyed it didn't you?" You smirked, finding his flustered state utterly adorable "Now tell me Jimin... Where is your worst spot?" You asked

"I-...I'm not telling!"

"Feeling a little bratty ey...Fine don't tell me, I'll just have to find out myself then" Jimin gulped, What did i get myself into?

"Now where should I start? I've already seen your sides and tummy, I doubt your feet is ticklish seen Hobi done that before, Hmmmm what about" You started going for his thighs giving it a couple of squeezes making him giggle.

"Nyahahahahahahaha"

"Well... Its something but not the reaction I was hoping" You stopped going for his thighs as you then went to his ribs. Using your thumbs to rub it against every rib, aswell as wiggling your fingers in between each rib

"Y/N!" He screeched

"Hmmm not quite" You pouted as you stopped tickling him. Suddenly a memory hit you "Ah I remember now" You smirked

Your eyes suddenly diverted to his underarms. "I remember you mentioning it in front of Hobi once how could I forget?" You face palmed

Jimin taking in what you said suddenly felt nervous. "Y-Y/N? What are you talking about?"

"You'll see...this is what happens for not telling me" You pulled his shirt up until his underarms were exposed enough for you to attack. "But I'd find out one way or another" You attack his pits wiggling your fingers fastly on the flesh, receiving the reaction you were hoping to get

"Y/N! NOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEREEE PLEHEHEHEASSEEE" Jimin squealed, his laugh got louder as he squeezed his eyes shut , hands balled up into a fist, arms harshly tugging on the rope and his head going side to side. He couldn't escape this torture and he had no choice but to endure it. But he was enjoying himself anyways

"Tickle tickle tickle Jimin~ Your so cute~ You like being tickled here don't you?~ This is such a good spot I can tickle here for hours" You teased

"Stohohohohohop with thehehe teheheheheasseesss" He blushed a bright red color, more tears streaming from his cheeks

After a while you finally stopped. You untied his hands and got off of him. The boy hugged his body giggling, the tickling feeling still there.

"I hahahate you" He glared at you "But...your lucky I actually had fun" his words made you smile

"But don't you think I won't get revenge for this" Jimin suddenly stood up wiggling his fingers infrot of you

"Oh sh*t" You suddenly ran. Jimin chased you all around your place. He then tackled you to the ground and that's when tickle fight has begun.

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