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meowzfordayz · 1 year

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staying in

Author’s Note: feeling cheesy and silly and lazy. ☺️😝🥱

staying in

Hashira x Reader, Kamaboko x Reader

Word Count: ~900

CW: mild sexual content

Song Inspo: Low Key by Russell Dickerson

~faqs~

An evening in consists of…

… almost getting scammed by an astrology website with Zenitsu, before finally agreeing that the free version is fine, and who believes in astrology anyway? Clearly, you’re made for each other (despite there being some ~areas of conflict between your charts).

… board games with Inosuke until one of you rage quits, and the other has to convince them to: stop sulking in the bathroom, and play again. Who rage quits usually depends on the game, and you’re much better at goading him into another round than he is at bribing you.

… a quiet stroll out with Gyomei, so not exactly staying in, but still more peaceful and mindful than going to a bar or attending an event. He compares your presence to the radiant fullness of the moon, and you tuck a fallen flower behind his ear. “How do you know what the moon feels like?” He doesn’t quite know how to explain gentle, mystical tug of moonrise, so he settles for, “I can feel you, and that is more than enough.”

… cleaning and redecorating Kaburamura’s cage with Obanai. It’s a little gross, and a lot of a fun. From teasing him for his obvious doting, “Does Kaburamura really need six donut cozies?” to being flat out rejected, “Sooo that’s a no to body painting? It’s safe for humans! How could it not be safe for snakes?” You end up falling asleep as he dutifully photographs Kaburamura curled up on your shoulder #guess I’ll finish cleaning by myself.

… doing Tanjirou’s make up, and him doing yours. If you don’t own any make up, then you go on a field trip (minimal budget). You randomly pick themes (old fashioned via “from a hat” or modern via “app for raffle draw”), set a time limit, and then send photos of your final looks to your Hashira + Kamaboko group chat to decide on a winner.

… making the most outlandish cocktails (or mocktails) you can think of with Mitsuri. They have to be intricate, original, AND taste delicious (~just okay suffices too), or you put on a pair of socks. By the end of the evening, you’re drunk (or sugar high) as heck, and have at least four pairs of socks on.

… a project with Shinobu. Whether that’s tackling a Lego set, making candles, or deep cleaning a specific room (likely the kitchen or bathroom), the laughter is ever constant, frustration to be expected, and resulting pride and excitement at the final product a worthy reward — not to mention the way she kisses you afterward! *happy sigh*

… cooking with Kyojuro #bet you didn’t see that coming #sarcasm intended teehee. Sometimes it’s complicated, hours long endeavors; other times it’s spaghetti; and there’s always take out if your fancy Huntsman pie doesn’t go to plan. He’s almost unbearably efficient when it comes to cooking tidily, and chops vegetables so quickly that you just marvel at how his fingers are intact.

… watching a movie with Sanemi. This includes: ~arguing over which movie to watch for a solid hour (give or take), another twenty minutes for snack prep, and another half an hour to spontaneously design and build a pillow fort (for the optimal movie watching experience, of course). Even when it’s a movie he swears he despises, he’ll still stay awake through the whole damn thing because it matters to you, and you matter to him.

… creating scavenger hunts for each other with Muichiro. You roll dice to determine who gets to claim which room(s) and in what order, set up your hunts, and then hunt (duh)! Winner gets to choose dinner (or dessert if you already ate dinner), and loser gets to cook aforementioned dinner (or dessert). You usually win, but he notices when you begin making his clues easier, and promptly informs you that he’d rather lose honestly than win on Easy Mode. “Your happy noises whenever I feed you are prize enough for me.”

… planning your future with Giyuu. It’s easy to get caught up in the mayhem of Life™, so evenings in are a grounding, intimate opportunity to reconnect and recenter with him. From cuddling on the couch to dancing in the kitchen to watching the moon’s traverse through your favorite window, you discuss current stressors, recent successes, and your gratitude for each other. It may seem simple, but it’s the little things that fit most snugly in your hearts. “Where do you see us in a year? Five years? A decade?” you ask. His answer remains constant: “Together.”

… reading with Tengen. He’ll read to you, or you to him; you’ll share a book, or the couch, or the bed; and you alternate who gets up to brew more tea. If you prefer audio books, then he’ll occasionally eavesdrop, and when it’s your turn to be on tea duty, you more often than not return to a cute sticky note (with dramatic commentary regarding the chapter you’re on) bookmarking your page.

#hashira x reader #kamaboko #preferences #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #zenitsu x reader #inosuke x reader #gyomei x reader #obanai x reader #tanjiro x reader #mitsuri x reader #shinobu x reader #kyojuro x reader #sanemi x reader #muichiro x reader #giyuu x reader #tengen x reader

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wrens-versus-the-world · 4 months

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Intertwined With the Inhuman

Hehe :D Heres the first chapter!

Cross posted on wattpad under Dontjudgemepels

chapter one: and so it begins

(next chapter: 2)

as I looked at the letter for the fifth time today, I still couldn't believe it.

I, Y/n L/n, got a free ticket to japan and a free ticket back as well. I am so happy that I kept entering into those raffles!

I packed up my bags and prepared every thing that I may need while in japan. Another thing that I'm happy about is that, since I kept entering into the raffles I have quite a lot of yen, as well as a free hotel room and some free- non- expiring tickets to various events, which makes my life as a college student extremely easy, and my summer all the more fun!

I texted my group chat:

three best friends in a room:

depression (jerry), Cat lover(you), and smart one (cherry (cher for short))

Cat lover:

I'm so excited, but I'm also sad, since I won't see y'all and I cant afford to pay for the out of county wifi. D:

Smart one:

Well, that part sucks but japan is a safe country, and plus It'll be a good way to relax after the school year. those finals were rough

Depression:

thats for sure, those finals fucked me up, I didn't sleep for four days to study and then right after them I slept for two and a half days straight!

Smart one:

...

Jerry that's not safe.

anyways...

Y/n take lots of pictures, get us souvenirs and have fun! that's the best thing you can do okay! And if you ever feel unsafe just call the cops on a public phone, okay?

Cat lover:

see this is why you're my smart friend, And I'll try to keep that in mind... Anyways, I have a flight early in the morning, love y'all I'll try to take lots of pictures and get you gifts and food lol! ttyl

depression:

...

I thought i was your smart friend too...

Cat lover:

You are!!

depression:

yea sure, anyway, have fun loser, we'll miss you

smart one:

...

cat lover:

...

depression:

cat lover:

awww you'll miss me :D

*depression has logged off*

cat lover:

pft...

Smart one:

ignore him, he's right tho, we will indeed miss you! so you'd better have enough fun for all of us! love you, and get to bed

*Smart one has logged off*

I turned my phone off smiling to myself, my friends are so great!

Time skip: the next day (3: 30am)

I ran around the house making sure I had everything, seeing that I did, I called my uber and let them know to pick me up.

I walked out the door, and brought my suitcases out with me, and sat at the curb to wait.

while I waited I decided to play some honkai star rail, since I wouldn't be able to play it in japan (no wifi and all)...

the sound of a car pulling up brought be back to reality, and a girl with rich dark skip stepped out, "are you, Y/n, the cat lover?" she asked.

"yes, are you Trina...?" I asked unsure.

"yes! yes I am, okay hop in, let me help you with your bags." she beamed.

the ride to the airport was nice, the time flew by as I talked with trina, she was a really nice person. As we talked I found out that she also played star rail and we bonded over that, at the end of the ride we made sure to exchange ids (in game).

I made my way into the airport after saying goodbye to trina.

After checking in, checking my bags, and going through security I went to sit at my gate (for the flight).

Time skip: In japan

the voice of the flight attendant woke me up:

"Welcome to japan, and thanks for flying with our airlines!"

and she said that i looked out the window, to see the airport in japan, it was quite something (especially knowing i went across the globe to come here).

"we will now begin un-boarding."

Time skip: at the hotel:

the hotel was beautiful, the pictures did it no justice. The hotel was supposed to be a more modern twist on a traditional japanese design.

There was a closet, a bathroom and plenty of other things in the suite.

I unpacked some into the room, putting my clothes into the closet, my toiletries into the bathroom, and organizing everything else.

after I was settled in and had showered I looked at my To-Do list

1- go to a shrine

'seems simple enough' I thought to myself as I changed into a modest outfit, and grabbed the map, smoothly making my way out the door.

Saying goodbye to the staff as I left and letting them know that I'd be out. (Y/n speaking no japanese the staff thankfully speak english too)

the staff were even nice enough to point me in the direction of the shrine that I wanted to go to.

thanking them, I ran out the door, eager to get there! I made my way down the roads following their directions.

after a while, I found myself lost.

"that's okay I have my phone, Gps is good for this." I said to myself as I pulled my phone out.

"no wifi"

"...l-I forgot about that." I said as I read the error message that showed up as I tried to use the gps app.

as I was cursing my luck a blue haired male bumped into me causing me to drop my phone.

"Sorry miss, here let me get it for you" he said as he bent down and grabbed my phone. handing it to me when he stood back up.

"oh don't worry about it, thanks." I responded

'he's so nice'

I looked up at him to meet his eyes only to be met with a mask covering them.

"say, sir, I'm lost do you mind giving me directions to the shrine." I asked, inwardly hoping that I wasn't bothering him.

"Why of course." he said as he continued to give me the directions

"Thank you so much" I said as he finished, " I really owe you one-"

I was about to offer to buy him coffee but I was interrupted by the shout of a mad in a black coat and glasses, with black hair.

"Dottore! we're going to be late." he shouted

'oh'

"I'll let you get going, sorry to take up so much of your time, thanks again." I said to him as I made my way to the shrine, finding it much easier now that i had clearer directions.

Time skip: at the shrine

I got a fortune slip, and some pictures for my friends. and on the way to the shrine I happened to see a traditional dango stand... so I had to get some

it was very good, Jerry would be very jealous.

The sun started to set, so I finished up my time at the shrine, concluding it by ringing the bell three times and praying.

time skip: at the hotel

It was so fun, as I came back into the suite room I set down my shoes and got ready for a shower, where I washed up for bed.

after the shower I put some of the things I got for my friends into my empty suitcase, before getting into the bed.

Sighing contently, I turned to the lamp next to me and turned it off. trying to get comfortable in the bed (you're wearing a robe to sleep in btw).

as I let my eyes wonder I was met with some lifeless blue eyes.

a small 'ah' left my lips as I shot up from the covers.

the eyes just stayed there, neither of use made an attempt to move.

"wh- what do you want?" I questioned quietly, almost a whisper.

as I said that the man began to move towards me , soon the bed dipped as he crawled towards me. we were face to face, I began to lean away from him, my body leaning into the mattress as his towered over me and leaned in closer.

if we had been lovers the position would have been romantic, but I had never seen this man.

I soon had no where to lean now and he was awfully close to my face. I turned my head away from him, which in turn gave him access to my neck, to which he buried his nose into, and he seemed to be swelling me.

"you smell so good" the ginger haired male said in a deep voice as he attempted to bury his head further into my next, where my neck met my collar bone.

when i suddenly felt something wet on my neck i reflexively pushed him, causing our eyes to meet once more.

"you're quite the interesting human, I wonder." he said as I shook slightly

"who-"

"why do you smell like dottore?" the ginger growled

at the name of the man I'd seen earlier I relaxed some, although i'm not sure why.

"huh, are you perhaps in some sort of relationship with that man?" he asked his voice laced with venom as he mentioned him. "Your body relaxed when I said his name."

I wanted to reply, I just couldn't find my voice.

'who was this man?'

"childe I do suggest you don't go marking that which isn't yours." a deep voice interrupted.

the two of us turned our attention to a grey older man, who was illuminated by the moon light.

the man's above me, childe, obliged and got off of me, which allowed me to sit up and scoot away.

looking at the grey older man once more, I noticed that he had some sort of mask covering half of his face. and I also noticed his eye and how it seemed to glow.

I gazed back to childe and noticed how he looked like dog following its master's rules.

"I do apologize about his behavior, it is almost the full moon and he must not have been able to control himself." the older man said.

I opened my mouth to speak, but ultimately didnt know how to respond, " Uh, I suppose it should be okay... as long as it doesn't happen again..." I said, unsure the entire time.

suddenly I saw a flash of blue and heard a thud.

childe was on the ground four feet from the bed, i suddenly felt two arms wrapping themselves around me, I looked around and I couldn't tell who's arms they were.

childe was on the ground and the older man's was still standing.

the person behind me began to lean down to where my neck met my collar bone.

"it's okay, it's just me" Dottores voice whispered against my skin and he loosened his grip on my waist, allowing me to turn around to see him.

In my fear ridden state I clung to him, my arms wrapped around his neck, and in turn his arms tightened around my waist.

"I'm sorry" I whispered to him, so quietly, that he almost didn't catch it.

he rubbed his hand on the small of my back and glared at childe, and said, "I don't know why you're apologizing, but if anyone should apologize it should be me."

His sudden confession caused me to look up at him, only for him to lean down into my exposed neck (the robe was now slightly disheveled now thanks to childe) and bit down, causing me to gasp in surprise.

a deep sense of sleep soon took over me, as I began to hear dottore gulp , and my vision faded in and out, before faded to black.

A/n:

>:D

How is everyone liking it so far?

also, im glad people here (tumblr) are enjoying this far more than the people on wattpad (which is a little surprising to me, but anyways.)

#childe x reader #genshin impact #dottore #il dottore #fatui harbingers #pantalone #fatui x reader #genshin pierro #childe is a little creepy in this part #childe tartaglia ajax #childe

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razieltwelve · 9 months

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Mother and Son (Final Rose x Bleach)

Masaki’s eyes widened as the Hollow closed in and her Quincy powers stuttered and failed to activate.

No!

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ichigo. She had to protect him! It didn’t matter if her Quincy powers weren’t working. He was her son. If she had to give her life then -

SQUELCH.

The Hollow crashed to the ground, split cleanly in two. There was another whistling sound and the halves became quarters. And still the Hollow tried to rise only to be crushed into pulp by an overwhelming force from above that cracked the pavement and sent the rain flying outward.

Masaki stumbled to a stop beside Ichigo and moved in front of him.

“Who’s there?” she shouted. “Who did that?”

A figure emerged from amidst the carnage. Her eyes narrowed. What... what was she looking at?

Her spiritual senses were telling her that the person in front of her was a normal human woman, but that was impossible. A normal human could never have done what she’d just seen, which meant that this person had the ability to camouflage their spiritual power perfectly.

“Hello there.” The woman had sapphire eyes and dark, spiky hair. “You’re not injured, are you? I wasn’t going to intervene, but then your powers just... stopped working.” The woman smiled, and her teeth were just a bit too long and a bit too sharp to be human. “And don’t worry. I’m not with this loser.” The woman raised her hand, and the soul and pulped, broken remains of the Hollow flowed into a sphere of spiritual power and gore that the woman devoured with obvious relish. “Hmm... not too bad. It takes a bit like beef.”

“What... what are you?” Masaki whispered.

“You know,” the woman said. “I’ve always had a soft spot for kids... and their parents. Whatever I am, you don’t have to worry about me going after you or your family unless you go after me first.” She tilted her head to one side. “Are your powers still not working?”

Masaki tried to use her powers again, but they were gone... like there was a hole in her soul. She needed to talk to her husband and Ryuken about this, not to mention Urahara. Something was very, very wrong. “No.”

“Hmm... you’re a Quincy, right?” The woman walked closer, and Masaki took a reflexive step back, careful to keep Ichigo sheltered behind her. Her son was clinging onto her tightly, but she did her best to soothe his concerns, running one hand through his hair. “Relax. I already said you don’t have anything to fear from me.” She grinned. “Would it help if I promised?”

“Uh...”

“Heh. Probably not.” The woman chuckled. “Would it help if I said that if I wanted you and the rest of the city dead, you all would be?”

“No!” Masaki cried.

“Yeah. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.” The woman laughed. “I’m sorry. It’s the company I keep. Anyway, why don’t I walk you and your kid home. Without your powers you’re a sitting duck for Hollows, but you’re exactly the kind of tasty morsel they’ll go after.”

“...”

“Oh, fine.” The woman reached into empty space and then tossed a sword to Masaki. “If you’re so worried, you can have that.”

Masaki caught the sword. “What is this?”

“It’s a little something I put together as a... test. That sword is made of materials that are designed to damage spiritual beings like Hollows and Soul Reapers. It can also absorb ambient spiritual power to fuel other functions like throwing energy blasts.” The woman snickered. “But don’t go pointing it at a Vasto Lorde or something. That wouldn’t end well.”

“Why would you give me this?”

“Because it’s a trinket to me, and I’ve already come up with better weapons. But right now, you need it.” The woman shrugged. “And that kid of yours is wearing the right sort of merchandise. How could I let a Gary fan lose their mother?”

“Gary?” Masaki stared. Gary was the new cartoon that had come out. It was popular with all the kids, and Ichigo had won a hat as a prize in a raffle at the local shopping mall the other day. It was a garish orange, but he seemed to like it. “That’s...” She sighed. “You know what? Fine. If you want to walk us home, be my guest. If you were going to hurt us, you probably would have by now.” She paused. “And what should I call you?”

“Call me...” The woman paused dramatically. “Claw.”

X X X

Author’s Notes

Diana was planning on eating Grand Fisher because she doesn’t like him, but she thought she’d let Masaki deal with him since it would give her an opportunity to see another Quincy in action. When her powers failed, she decided to intervene since, as Diana says, she’s got a soft spot for kids and their parents.

At this point in the timeline, Diana has already eaten enough people to understand how to perfectly camouflage her spiritual pressure, which what allows her to go to the Human World and do all sorts of things... like spread Gary to another world.

#final rose #bleach #fanfiction #diana yun farron #masaki kurosaki #ichigo kurosaki

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maximumcheese · 2 years

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Dance of the White Tiger - A Snow Flurry at Dawn 5

Rinne: —Alrighty, so this is how the decor’s bein’ set up. It may look simple, but that’s me, huh.

When those three get back, we’ll get down to more business. I gotta make up for all the shit I lost at pachinko slots last night ♪

‘Cuz more and more people keep tryin’ their luck around New Year’s, I get that the shops keep gettin’ more stingy but.

It's a miserable gambler's nature to give it a try, isn't it?

(...... I took a quick look around the grounds, and it’s lookin’ like all the stores are thrivin’. I was right to offer the Beehive guys a job at the stall.)

(I was having trouble cozyin’ up to the union that controls this area. I managed to get a permit to open a stall by showin’ my dedication to the community.)

(I never cheated them. But openin’ a stall wasn’t the only purpose.)

(By networking with people in this area through the stalls, the Beehive guys can get their faces out there.)

(If not right now, it will have a positive effect someday. They’ll say, “Hey, that’s the Onii-san from the food stall the other day~.”)

Subaru: I’m back~ I delivered all the stuff you asked for.

Wow, it’s a raffle. Is this your place, Rinne-senpai? Amazing, that’s not suspicious at all!

Rinne: It's a fair game with no losers, you know? The price is 500 yen per draw. The special prize is a travel voucher worth 100,000 yen. Of course, it's the real deal.

Koga: 100,000 yen!? Hey, hey, you can't do that sorta, can you? Is there a way you can get your money back?

Rinne: It’s fine. The travel voucher’s a prize for winnin’ the second place in a quiz show. In other words, I got it for free.

I'm glad I kept it in case I needed to exchange it for cash.

Tsukasa: .... Even if it was something you got for free, can you let it go like this? Somehow, I don't think it's like you to do something like this.

Rinne: Gyahaha! Not like me, you say? You don’t know sh~it about me ♪

The raffle draw’s a complete test of luck, with no need for skill. In other words, it's gambling.

If the customer gets a hit, they win, and if they keep gettin’ nothing until the end, I win. No matter which way it goes, it's a win-win situation.

Well, well, let’s open shop! All you part-timers, you gotta work like worker bees ♪

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#enstars #ensemble stars #english translation #rinne amagi #subaru akehoshi #tsukasa suou #koga oogami #dance of the white tiger

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shera-dnd · 2 years

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Weasel Den Emergency Fundraiser 2nd Poll

IT'S TIME FOR ROUND 2!

so technically what I should do is do the 350$ raffle and THEN the 2nd poll, but since I reached both goals in the span of about 20 minutes I thought it would be nice to just do the poll first and then do the raffle as a little losers' bracket

What that means for you guys is EXTRA OPTIONS!

Not only that, but whoever wins this also gets art by the amazing @midnightechoes (who just posted a lovely bumbleby piece btw)

This time we got 3 options

Rule of Three: Returning from the previous poll, but for those who missed it this is a follow up to Three is a Crowd. After somehow managing to get it with both Fiona and May at a party, Winter decides to interrogate the both of them on what exactly happened that night, and discuss what that means for their relationship going forward.

A Gentlewoman Pirate: A Blackswan Our Flag Means Death AU, featuring Willow Schnee in the role of Stede Bonnet, the gentlewoman pirate, and Raven Branwen in the role of Black Beard.

Royal Portrait: Another fic for my Ice King AU, in which the Schnee family gathers together to make an updated family portrait, and I keep my promise to trans all the Schnees genders

You can vote by following this link right here!

The winner will be announced on the 19th and will not only be turned into a 3k words fic, but also receive some incredible art by @midnightechoes

If you'd like to have your fic ideas added to the upcoming polls and raffles, or simply want to help my family get through a pretty tough spot please consider donating to my kofi by following the pinned post.

#kofi #kofi donations #wdef #blackswan #ice king au #winter schnee #fiona thyme #may marigold #willow schnee #raven branwen #weiss schnee #whitley schnee

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fuyuesu · 1 year

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OK I know we haven't talked like . at all since becoming mutuals but as a get to know u thing tell me about himeniki . every time I learn something about enstars i have to sit in silence for a few moments

EHLP . YEAH OF OCURSE

okay so! himeniki! ship between himeru and niki! the identity thief and the chef ! i can DEFINITELY tell u about them ^_^

the surface of himeniki to me nd what initially got me wanting to dig deeper is like . himeru's really intelligent and keeps a perfect coolheaded facade while niki is a pretty simpleminded person who sees the world through food. ilke tehyre so fun together and the way himeru talks abt niki is so funny too

^ look at this guy tlakigng abt their boyfriend . loser

but also when you dig deeper . wjhen you read ariadne . my GOD theyre so good!! i dont know how much you know abt himerus lore but basically theyre pretending to be their brother, and to keep that perfect act up they'll do things that they don't want just because it's what kaname would (probably) do. but in ariadne it's niki who calls them out on that! it's niki who tells them to be selfish and do what THEY want instead of sucking it up!! its revolutionary and i think that set me on my himeniki path forever

and ujst like ... in the latest scout story their dynamic shines so much too . they go shoppigng togehter ... himeru gives niki their free meal coupons ..... the premise of the story is that himeru is having a REALLY lucky day but at the end of the day when they decide to enter a raffle for niki's sake bc he got really excited abt the prize their luck finally runs out . and niki's disappointed but they try SO hard to suck it up for them and himeru calls him out on that too !!! and himeru decides to fulfill niki's wish and they take a detour so that they can go buy the prize togheter !!!!!!! why are they like iths im goign to actually go ballistic !!!!!!!!!!!

i ujst love them so much . himeru who is prideful and "perfect" getting that pride challenged by the simple niki, who doesn't even realize the ways in which he's helpign them . he's just being kind because that's who niki is !! he does good thoughtlessly and he doesn't even realize bc his self esteem is so so low !!!! they're so good for each other i will cry

osrry its nearly 6am i dont have much coherence . amybe i shouldeve held off on this ask until i was less sleepy but im already so himenikibrained bc of the recent scout story so i couldnt stop myself im sorry

#melty answers #enstarsposting #they just mesh so well i dont knwo if my tired brain can really describe it well in an understnadable way im sorry

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the-firebird69 · 5 months

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severa things. .the car is to fast granted it is not bored and wil l handle it wel. verry well he doesnt need to go 200mph nad we can tone it down and yes new carberator and bring it to 160 and handles now. not like his wreck he had. disk brakes now land on allfour nto drumbs we hate you and it will remind us no is. now too. right now. we hit you all here your idiots.

and no the casino wont allow it it is used they no longer give away used cars and not any that are heirlooms or antiquities as this is.

and they may have him sign on to a raffle at a car show. true too. but most there wont allow it. and the car shows never do it anymore and it is a great big hassle.

further. there are no used car lots in town that sell muscle cars. and our son doe snot have any patience or time or funds to repair it...

but....

he may see it for sale somewhere and a lot. yes. and for less than expected. yep. and in decent shape yes very nice clean. or at a show. and driving. so we say why would he. it is his. wants it no.

it is the:

FIREBIRD and yes a 1069

and she smiles and says that is why had an affect and they tried to have him hurt and send code both failed and the idiots treid to on his family which they are too and die now. due to it they are pshovers. trump swore all the way home said it was worth it and yeh lily doesnt stink lol thank God and really much bette macs do it. the family analogy.

and there are many ways no. the car needs to run. well. mostly they are a problem car. but parts are not much money even now. and they are easy to fix for him and are strong safe and would have air bags. yes. there are a few plus sides is four wheel drive heats it up here. lets oters see you as you are lazy pigs and know nothinigs not the psuodo empire would have him n new digs and more. tons of money there and you see them after it and the empire has htemand forg need that. these are dyinig fast and in tunnel for ships

and we see it. needs the firberd and the engine and the object is considered a compnent of the engine and tehy do the Wraith movie about it.

what we think is its a messy thinig but the Firebird is the Hull too. and not the camero. and they have the camero. and they do lose it and to ben arnold yes. he is the character playing opposite trump no. they were arguing it is dan. we have to find the firebird now. and they lose this early on in the fast and furiouis seires and want it back adn keep at it for it. are losers. yes.

Thor Freya

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jjkxla · 1 year

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masterlist

⇻ a/n: hello! It’s been a while... Anyways, I’m gonna be reposting all my work again, if I’ve revised anything I’ll point it out on my author’s note, and all that. Hopefully I’ll be reuploading them weekly, going from my oldest to my newest. in the meantime, thank you for checking this out. Until then, this master list will be under construction.

Seokjin

⇻ rock that boat. (m).

⇻ summary: In the midsts of quarantine and your boyfriend’s tour being cancelled, the little trip back to the riverside he and his friends plan provides you with a perfect opportunity to spend more time with him without hiding your relationship, but what seokjin wants is just to sit and fish undisturbed for hours.

Yoongi

⇻ camellia. (m)

⇻ summary: After the world found out the lies SHIELD, no, HYDRA spread around the world Yoongi escapes as the wanted assassin by all nations. The Winter Soldier. He manages to settle in an old HYDRA safe house, hoping it is enough to keep him safe for a few weeks as he traces his next step. Yet his plans are completely derailed when meeting you.

⇻ new beginnings. (m)

⇻ summary: The beauty and bright colors in your relationship are starting to fade and fall like autumn leaves, and seeing the man you’ve loved for so long brings a bitter taste in your mouth as you both try to salvage the feeling there once was.

⇻ mint lace. (m)

⇻ summary: Seeing your boyfriend was a rare treat, and in a spur of courage you got tickets to finally visit him after months, what happens right after was something straight out of your dirtiest fantasies.

Hoseok

⇻ wonderland. (m)

⇻ summary: Out of sheer luck you decide to enter a raffle to one of the biggest events held by the BDSM club you went to from time to time, but who would’ve guessed you were paired up with the legendary Jung Hoseok.

First part in the Wonderland Chronicles

Namjoon

⇻ devil in me. (m)

⇻ summary: Bound to a wedding you don’t want, you run away, run into the river, to the woods, and wanting to finally achieve the freedom you’ve wished for your whole life you pray to God, to any god, to make your wish, but you should never pray to those who only answer after dark.

⇻ espanta-pussy. (m)

⇻ summary: Lately in the dorms there has been a growing suspicion of a perv that is stealing the underwear inside the building. And this is the last thing you're thinking about when hooking up with your crush for the past two months, until you spot the red lacy underwear you considered lost after doing your laundry hanging to dry in his apartment.

Jimin

⇻ night in.

⇻ summary: Jimin crashes at your place after practice and ends up staying all night with you.

⇻ peachy. (m)

⇻ summary: You and Jimin get an idea to bet over who wins a mario kart match, which implies waxing the hairs off the loser's bum.... High stakes, and this is literally just porn. Enjoy.

⇻ tea party. (m)

⇻ summary: You receive a mysterious letter from Wonderland's Red Queen, in it are instructions for an exclusive event, one that implies selling yourself for the night to the highest bidder. Lucky for you, two of Wonderland's biggest kinksters are searching for a third person for a night.

Part three of the Wonderland Chronicles

⇻ try me. (m)

⇻ links: tumblr masterlist. ao3.

⇻ summary: Your quiet, private neighbors has never caused any trouble, any loud sounds, nothing at all; you haven’t ever really seen him around others. Until something odd happens in your apartment and you end up helping him.

Taehyung

⇻ devil in me. (m)

⇻ Matcha lattes, unfinished letters, velvet cuffs… (m)

⇻ links: tumblr. ao3.

⇻ summary: Taehyung and Vogue work abroad for his next photoshoot, but he uses this longtime break he is also in to bring his well known friends on this trip overseas into the French landscapes. The reader, happily taking this chance to spend more time with him, enjoys a well deserved vacations by being tied on Taehyung’s bed.

⇻ short embrace.

⇻ summary: Taehyung comes home and finds you asleep, as tired as he is, he crawls into bed with you and share a brief intimate moment between the two of you.

⇻ tea party. (m)

Part three of the Wonderland Chronicles

Jungkook

⇻ bewitched. (m)

⇻ summary: You got home to a small house-in date you had programed with your long-time boyfriend that involved wine and pizza, but as soon as you stepped foot inside the living room some strange sounds made you forget all about it.

⇻ blueberry pancakes. (m)

⇻ summary: Your boyfriend didn’t live in the usual place other people did, in fact he wasn’t any type ‘normal’. Jungkook was actually a vampire, and as such hated the big cities. So waking up and having breakfast in his cabin always felt comforting, and sometimes got quite fun.

⇻ cotton candle. (m)

⇻ summary: Life was sometimes very difficult, and after a really long day all you really crave was a hot bath, but when your boyfriend gets home and joins you for a bath water definitely gets spilled.

⇻ down the rabbit hole. (m)

⇻ links: tumblr masterlist. ao3.

⇻ summary: Jungkook leaves a long relationship, doubting himself over issues that he can’t seem to control up until his best friends drag him down into Wonderland, a secret and vast BDSM community, the place where he meets and falls for you.

Part two of the Wonderland Chronicles.

⇻ my time. (m)

⇻ summary: It was the first time your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, was performing his solo song My Time, and it's good to say you certainly didn't expect such a show, nor did you expect the chain of events that followed

⇻ refreshed.

⇻ summary: t'is short, just for fun, but basically fun times punching Jungkook’s abs.

⇻ the swan’s death. (m)

⇻ summary: After getting scouted by one of the biggest contemporary circuses there is: BigHit Entertainment, you are expected to perform the Swan Lake as never before, with the stakes higher than ever. Little did you know, your partner was Jeon Jungkook, and working with him entailed endless hours of practice, flying, and trying not to fall for each other.

⇻ unstable network.

⇻ links: tumblr. ao3.

⇻ summary: Relationships and romance are hard to maintain, more so when they're long distance and have no clear indication of when you'll finally see each other again. You think of all the perfect scenarios, of them finally showing up at the door. But that's just all in your head. Fuck love.

⇻ ukiyo.

⇻ summary: You get home after a long shift at work, back to your and your boyfriend's apartment with pizza.

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justiceraffles · 3 years

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I sat down and wrote/edited all day and finally sent the finished version of RoT ch3 to my beta 😭🎉 With any luck, it will be up tomorrow night

#2 am updates my beloved #in which raffles is a loser

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bts-weverse-trans · 3 years

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201216 Taehyung’s Weverse Replies Pt. 2/2

ARMY: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ어몽어스 재밌는데ㅋㅋ 해봤어요? 아미들이랑 나중에 합시다ㅏㅠㅠㅠㅠ TH: 아미들이랑 할수있나요 어떻게 하는지 하는 방법좀 ARMY: 그거 오빠가 방 판다음에 아래 버튼 눌러서 private 바꾼 다음에 위버스에 아래 영어 6개로 되어있는 코드 올리면 엄청난 티켓팅으로 그 방에 9명의 아미들이 들어갈 수 있어 TH: 9명이면 안할래요 ㅋㅋ 그냥 제가 나중에 아미로 변신하고 몰래 들어가서 게임할게요 이름만 다같이 맞춥시다 ㅋㅋㅋ ARMY: 오빠 딸기잼vs딸기주스 TH: 딸기잼 ARMY: 그래도 시간 남는다고 팬들이랑 소통하시는 태형님... 역시 팬들 사랑 1등이시네요... 오늘 하루도 수고하세요...힘내시구요... 마스크는 꼭꼭 쓰고 이동하시기를... TH: 아미사랑공식1등😎캬아 ARMY: 이름 뭘로 맞출 거예요? TH: 다같이 Abrtmsy 로 맞추시고 맞춘사람들 끼리만 하세요 ㅋㅋ 언젠가 들어갈게요 ARMY: 오빠 오늘따라 너무 적극적인거 아니에여?ㅌㅋㅋㅋ 오늘 하루도 화이팅하세용:) TH: 가끔 이런 날이 있어요 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ🤣 ARMY: 오빠 아미랑 소통해줄려고 오랫동안 이써줘서 고마워요 ㅎㅎ 달방 스포도 해주공😏 댓글을 받진 못했지만 다음 기회에...죽기 전엔 실물 보겠지? ㅋㅋㅋ 뭐 댓글 달아주면 소원빵 빵야😉 TH: 빵야 ㅋ ARMY: ㅋㅋㅋ올해의 소통왕👍 TH: 빅희토 상장하나 띡주고 끝내는거 아이다 이번엔 더 줘라 ARMY: 핫쉬ㅋㅋㅋㅋ그뤠 빅희토 이번엔 상금이랑 상장 제대로 준비해주라고~~~~ -아미일동- TH: 마!! 숼즥히 웨버스 요거 잘되는거 10포신트는 내때무이 아이가 ㅡㅡ 내 어플 확 만들어뿐데이 (어플만들실력없음) ARMY: 그럼 상장 말고 뭐 받고 싶어요~ 우리 태태는?? TH: 하루휴가🙇‍♂️ 아니면 시혁이형 온안무 추는거 한번 보고싶은데🤔 ARMY: 오빠!! 하루휴가 너무 적어ㅜㅜ일주일휴가 정도는 필요해야쥐! 그춍?? TH: 아 그러면 입가에 미소가 띄어진다!! 전 갑니다 이제 즐거웠슈 내친구들🖐

ARMY: Kekekeke Among US is fun keke Have you played? Let’s play next tiiime with ARMYsㅠㅠㅠㅠ TH: Is it possible to play with ARMYs? Please tell me how ARMY: Oppa has to make a room first, then press the button below and make the room private. If you upload the 6-letter code that’s in English at the bottom of Weverse, 9 ARMYs out of a huge raffle can enter TH: If it’s [just] 9 people then I don’t want to play keke I’ll just transform into ARMY sometime in the future, enter secretly, and play Let’s just come up with a name we can all have [so we recognize each other] kekeke ARMY: Oppa, strawberry jam vs strawberry juice TH: Strawberry jam ARMY: Taehyung-nim who converses with ARMY because he has some free time [in between work]... You’re #1 in terms of loving fans after all Work hard today as well...and hang in there... I hope you commute with your mask firmly in place TH: [Wow I’m] Official #1 lover of ARMY😎Kyaah ARMY: What should we have our Among Us name be? TH: Have the name be Abrtmsy and only play with people who have that name keke I’ll sign on someday ARMY: Oppa, aren’t you a little too assertive/involved/active [than usual] today?kekeke hwaiting/fighting today as well:) (T/N: Not meant maliciously. It’s a somewhat backhanded way of saying it’s good to see you) TH: I occasionally have days like this kekekeke🤣 ARMY: Oppa, thank you for staying a long time to converse with ARMY hehe And for providing us with spoilers for Run BTS😏 I wasn’t able to receive a reply but maybe next time...I’ll probably be able to see you in person before I die right? kekeke Well, if I do get a reply, match bet bang bang😉 (T/N: game in which loser must make winner’s wish come true) TH: bang ㅋ ARMY: kekeke This year’s communication king 👍 TH: BigHi-ddo, giving me just a letter of appointment award is a no no. Give me more this time. (T/N: mixed some satoori in with the standard dialect) ARMY: Dang yeah BigHIt, you should properly prepare an award and award money~~~~ -All ARMYs- TH: (T/N: Said in Gyeongsang-do satoori/dialect) Hey!! Honestly, isn’t the reason Weverse is doing well due 10% to me ㅡㅡ [If it continues like this] I’m going just make another app on my own (don’t have the skills to make an app) ARMY: Then does our TaeTae have anything else he wants instead of an award?~ TH: One day off work🙇‍♂️ Or I want to see Shihyukie hyung (Bang Shihyuk PD) dance the choreography for ON once🤔 ARMY: Oppa!! One day off work is too littleㅜㅜYou need at least a week off! Right?? TH: Ah, if it’s like that, a smile is beginning to spread on my face!! I’m going now, I had fun (t/n: satoori), my friends🖐

#bangtan #taehyung #weverse #201216 #2020 #reply

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nyctoraffles · 1 year

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I think that I'm finally going to post the first chapter of this fic this week (said raffles for like the 40th week in a row)

#in which raffles is a loser

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crossingscon · 3 years

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Do You Want to Make Some Art (and Win Some Prizes)?

Hello Friends!

We are extremely excited about our three Guests of Honor this year, and want to make sure their amazing work gets some love from our attendees. Also we just like making events happen. To these ends, we hereby announce a Fanworks Festival! This will take place on a weekend of your choosing in the first few months of 2021. Please fill out this survey to indicate which weekends are best for you.

This event is open to fanfiction, fanart, fanmixes, cosplay, filk, graphics, soup, whatever you can think of. We’re not putting limits on what you can make, because creativity is limitless! You can make absolutely anything you want. There will be one day for each creator, so for example, on Friday you post things inspired by Ursula Vernon’s work, on Saturday you post things inspired by Diane Duane’s work, and on Sunday you post things inspired by Mark Oshiro’s work! We’re also not limiting this event to any particular fandoms, so you’re welcome to post fanworks inspired by any of our GoH’s works. This is not limited to YW.

As a little extra bonus, we will be raffling off some prizes for participants in the event! There will be three prizes, one for each day/GoH. You’re welcome to make more than one fanwork, but you can only enter once per day. So if you make a fic for Door Into Fire and art for the YW series, you get one entry for the Saturday prize, but if you make art for YW, a fanmix for the clockwork boys, and art for Each of Us a Desert, that’s three entries! This isn’t a winner/loser deal, it’ll be a random draw from the pool of people who entered works on each day, and the prize packs will be nearly the same each day. The only exception is that if you make a fanwork based on Mark’s work, you have the chance to win a badge to CrossingsCon!

We��re super excited about this, and we hope you are too! Please do fill out the survey, which once again can be found here.

Cheers to the New Year!

CrossingsCon Team

#CrossingsCon #events #fan activity #fanworks festival 2021 #guests of honor

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starryseung · 4 years

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han jisung + fluff + smut

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request: for @hannie-squirrel00 : Heeeyyy lovely🥰 I've been reading your Stray Kids imagines which I am loving btw😍🤩 and I wanted to ask you if you could do a smut for me with Jisung please? If you need anything let me know and also could you make it long? Thank you soo soo much🥰🥰 word count: 4.2k words warnings; cunnilingus, unprotected sex, blowjob, fluffyyyy

Ugly Sweaters

"And the loser is... y/n! Congratulations to all the players~"

You sigh, knowing this was coming. The rest of the night is spent drinking and laughing along to stupid jokes. You stay along with your best friend and roommate, Chaerim. She was extremely tipsy for a pre-Christmas party, and you wanted to stay by her side before she gets kidnapped by an odd guy.

You were at your college friend’s residence, celebrating the last day of November before the beginning of the festive month. All of you played games until one of your friends proposed a game of beer pong, where the winner would choose the punishment for the loser. After the winner was decided, Chan, you knew he was going to go hard on the loser. A few moments are dedicated to thinking, and he replies.

"The loser has to wear ugly Christmas sweaters for the next 25 days until Christmas Eve."

And when the loser was judged, you, Chan's eyes filled with pity after imagining you wearing an ugly yellow-colored sweater filled with clashing decorations. He laughed awkwardly, not wanting to tense the atmosphere around you. Of course, you weren't upset, it was just a game. The next few weeks at work were off, you didn't have college, so you would stay at your apartment under the comforts of your ugly sweater.

On the day before the first day of the Christmas month, November 30, you went shopping to buy sweaters with Chaerim. Your eyes filled with awe as you looked at all the latest collection of sweaters, heart-melting, and bank account shivering. You start to think that this challenge wasn’t terrible for you since you could save your money now!

But that didn't stop your shopping partner from practically throwing her money everywhere she found a cute sweater. Hell, the sweater wouldn't even cover her torso, and it would still tumble into the shopping cart to get along with its other rich mates. Meanwhile, you move towards the nearly isolated section of the store, searching for an ugly, but presentable hoodie to satisfy your friends' growing impatience on the group chat, asking for your picture in the outfit.

You spot an employee from your peripheral vision, looking at you with his booklet and pen in hand. He walks over to you and you turn around to face him with a handful of sweaters drowning you. He chuckles before speaking.

"Excuse me, do you need help with those?"

"Uh... Yes please."

You pick up feet shuffling away as you stand there behind the pile of wool. You hear wheels rolling when you peek from behind the pile in your hands to see the employee bringing a shopping cart for you. You thank him as you dump the pile into the cart, resting your arms after holding the weight.

"Thank you... Jisung", you say smiling as you notice the name on his tag reading 'Han Jisung'.

"Oh, don't worry it's my job. Why the ugly sweaters though? Lost a bet?"

You chuckle, "Lost a game. It was bad." He laughs along as he fixes some clothes falling out of the trolley. You take this moment of silence as an opportunity to check him out. Han Jisung was slim. He had a petite figure —small waist, narrow shoulders— but he was well built. His white button-up hugged his arms and waist at the right place. He had a good pair of thighs, his black slacks acting like a second skin on the limbs.

"So... I'm gonna go now, my friend's waiting for me. I hope we meet again!", you bubble, waving the male a goodbye. He smiled and went back to work, noting down some price tag values and clicking his pen close. You walk over to Chaerim, her cart overflowing with accessories and dresses that were maybe more expensive than your entire wardrobe.

"Chae, honey, we're shopping for the week. Not for the decade," you cautioned, eyeing her shopping cart. Chaerim was rich, anyone could tell. But she was humble. She wouldn't brag about her riches, but also couldn't box her shopaholic nature when she saw the designer fabric and exceptional perfume. Those were her weaknesses, and she might as well live off without a family, but no new clothes? She would die.

You stand in line as you see Jisung run-up to the next cashier counter, filling in the empty spot. You feel a tug at your arm, and only register your friend pulling you towards him. He smiles at your friend before looking at you, beaming like the sunshine. He scans your clothes, which took twenty minutes due to Chaerim buying nearly three-fourth of the store before handing over the receipt to you two. Chaerim pays for it and as she types in her credit card password in the machine, Jisung asks–

"So, what's your name?"

"y/n", you smile, mentally beating yourself up for not saying it the first time you met. You and Chaerim grab the bags of clothes as you waddle up to the exit, stopped by the call of your name.

"Hey! Wait for a second!"

You and your roommate turn on your heels to face a breathless Jisung as he hands a credit card your way. You look at Chaerim as she makes eye contact with you and you metaphorically slap her. If it weren't for Jisung, your friend would have to pick food out of a trash can.

"You can leave those here, you know. I'll deliver them at your place", Jisung nervously suggests, gesturing his hands as if trying to pry the bags away from you. You smile at him and nod as he takes out his notepad and writes down the address Chaerim dictates him. Your friend hands the bags to Jisung and leaves to call a cab, leaving you and the boy alone to hoard aside your wares. As you turn to leave, Jisung stops one last time, scratching the back of his neck.

"Can I have your number?"

You cock an eyebrow at the question amusingly. He notices your reaction, quickly jumping to clarify his words.

"I— I meant if I couldn't find your address! I don't wanna get in someone's pants after 10 minutes of conversation!"

"So if our talk lasted longer, you would ask my number to get in my pants, am I right?"

"Yes! I... I mean no! I—" he huffs out, pouting his lips as he failed to make you understand his true intentions.

"Okay okay, I'm just kidding. Here, note it down", you giggle at his softness, giving your number to him. You run back out the store as you look at Chaerim enter a taxi, running over to the vehicle and hopping inside

You and Chaerim order takeout on the way home, and you couldn't stop smiling at the interaction you had with Jisung. Your friend noticed your happiness, twirling her fingers at the base of your hair.

"Who's my lover girl thinking about, hm?"

"Hey! I'm not thinking about anyone", you mumble, grinning as your thoughts flood with Jisung's smiley and bubbly face. You hear a scoff, followed by an “As our lover girl says”, from next to you as you elbow your friend in her sides, laughter filling the cab.

You reach home and get ready for bed, phone dinging with notifications as you open your group chat to view texts from your desperate and thirsty friends. You even notice a few from Chaerim, giggling at her stupidity. You tell them all to wait since the clothes were on their way, and that was enough to blow up your phone even more; a few texts from people who you didn't even know were enquiring about the ugly sweaters.

As you brew yourself and your roommate a hot chocolate, you hear your phone ringing. You look at the unknown number ringing you and you pick up, thinking it was Jisung who couldn't find your apartment.

"Hello, ther—"

"Good Evening Madam! You are the lucky winner of our raffle round! You have won a car and a grand prize of one million dollars! All you need to do is send in your social security number as well as passport details to receive the pri—"

You hang up, annoyed at the loud voice of the call center employee. If anything, they should've hired someone with a voice like Jisung's, soft, polite, kind, and actually convincing. Realizing you wouldn’t be able to meet him then, you forget about the call, sipping from your drink. You hear your phone ring again as you pick up without looking at the caller ID.

"You better listen to me right now. I miserably need a car and definitely need a million dollars, but if I had to give out my social security number around like cupcakes, you can consider shoving those prizes right up your as— "

"Y/n! What are you talking about?" A surprised voice speaks through the phone. You realize it wasn't from the caller this time, but from Jisung on the other side. You absolutely hated yourself and wanted nothing more than Han Jisung himself tossing you into outer space.

"Listen, it's okay, that's happened to me too, and it was to my boss, which is even worse. Now don't ask if I did it intentionally or not, because that would get me fired." he laughed across the static line, making you at ease and snicker too.

"Anyway, so there's this huge stationery shop, that's your building yeah?"

"Yep"

"Great. I'm on my way!"

"Thanks, Jisung!" you squeal, thanking the boy for his kind intentions. You wait at the door for the boy to bring your clothes. It was as if you were attracted to him like he was a magnet and you a piece of iron. He was sweet, caring, helpful, not to mention very attractive and probably the best boyfriend one could ask for.

You jolt as you hear the doorbell ring, quickly shuffling to open the gate. You see Jisung standing at the doorway with his hands filled with nearly five full bags of garments. You offer him to come in and have some hot chocolate and sit down since he must be tired from delivering the huge stack of clothes all the way down to your house.

He politely denies the offer, talking about coming over some other time, preferably when he wasn't doing night shifts. You felt pity for him since he had to work even during Christmas Eve. You smile and wave him goodbye until he leaves out of your sight, tossing the feeling of your heart rapidly thumping against your ribs aside, getting ready to send your annoying friends a picture of you in your new outfit, your first ugly sweater out of the other twenty-four you were going to be forced to wear not only by your annoying classmates but also your roommate.

You do the usual routine, brush your teeth, clean your makeup, get comfortable and cuddle up next to your teddy bear plushie. You think about Jisung one last time before dozing off and place your teddy bear’s paw above your head, smiling at the feeling of your roommate’s soft hands carding through your scalp to get you to sleep.

••••

A few days pass by, and Jisung still hasn't left your mind. You always hover your finger above the call button, to at least hear his voice once. You had never behaved that way, to say the least. Even Chaerim noted how your eyes would glisten and shine at the mere mention of Jisung's name. How you would shy down under your blankets when she would ask you about him. And when the day to buy the next batch of ugly sweater rolled along, you couldn't control your happiness.

You practically ran towards the store, looking for not only the sweaters but for a particular someone. You smile when your eyes land on Jisung and you try playing it cool as if you haven’t been thinking of him all week. But when he locked eyes with you, he was the one whose heart rate skyrocketed. He squealed and ran towards you, grabbing you by your arm and taking towards the latest collection of hideous sweaters. Chaerim looked over at the two of you with doe eyes, happy that her best friend was finally getting hooked up and wouldn't be a lone wolf at Christmas.

You and Jisung had grown closer over the next few days, with you meeting him after his shifts with your new bright green hoodies and yellow sweaters. You would get a few looks and laughs here and there, but it was all a joke. You liked Jisung, and you knew he liked you back. Stating that the two of you had become inseparable was an understatement. You two were basically connected by the waist and would spend the smallest moment away from work with each other. Albeit, you two hadn't confessed.

It was only two days for Christmas now, and even Chaerim’s boyfriend had come over. It would always disappoint you that you had to sleep out on the couch when your roommate would share intimate moments with him. Not because of the simple fact that your bed was taken away from you, but because you couldn't do the same to her with Jisung. Even you wanted Jisung to kiss you, to touch you in places you've never let even the closest people touch you, to have sex with you.

To tell you he loves you.

••••

At last, it was Christmas. Your overly excited roommate had tied up mistletoes around the house. You had invited Jisung over to spend the night together since Chaerim would be busy with her partner. You and Jisung would randomly yell out a 'kiss! you're under the mistletoe!' to the couple whenever they would cross from under the leaves, earning a groan from either one of the two. You two would chuckle and sit in one position, not moving from the couch so that they didn't have the opportunity to take revenge.

You feel someone shuffling behind you when you look back at Minho holding up something above the two of you. Chaemin crosses her hands and taps her feet smirking as she opens her mouth to leave words you weren't planning on hearing for the rest of the evening.

"Kiss, honey. You're under the mistletoe", She grins, her plan working as she wanted it. You huff, mumbling a "That's not fair" to the older couple looking down at you two. You look at Jisung, who just smiles smugly and shrugs as if suggesting that you two have no other option.

He shifts in his place, making your insides shiver as he places his hand on your jaw, leaning in to meet your lips. His lips feel like cotton candy on yours, your strawberry flavored chapstick blending with his make-shift saliva covered lips.

You pull away, anxiety instead of blood coursing through your nerves. Looking away and not making eye-contact with Jisung, you make a mental note of killing your roommate and her boyfriend once you find the right moment. Jisung rubs his palm against the flesh of your thigh in an attempt to stop your veins from getting jittery. Instead, the touch does the complete opposite, making fire rage in your body. You clear your throat glancing at Chaerim and Minho and walk to the kitchen after announcing that you were going to get you all some snacks.

That night, you and Jisung were exceptionally quiet. It felt as if you two were out of topics to talk about when in reality, you didn't want to face each other. You suddenly feel regret, thinking that maybe if you hadn't invited Jisung, he wouldn't have been embarrassed, and maybe your friend would still remain.

It was late at night when you all sat down in a circle, holding three to four gifts each between your legs. You were nervous and excited, curious as to what Jisung had bought you. Chaerim started, who received a silver ring from Minho, followed by Minho, who got tickets to his favorite artist's concert from his partner. He hooted and the pair kissed a filthy kiss, making you young chicks look away. You look at Jisung and gag, making him laugh at your cute faces.

You motion Jisung to open the gift you had given him, and he obliges. He opens the wrapper to reveal an expensive album record that he had been dying to buy but couldn't since he was short in money. He fist-bumped the air, jumping up and dancing a cute dance while chanting 'I'm so happy' over and over.

"Open your's, quick!"

By now all eyes were on you since you were the last one to open your gift. Minho shoots a 'hope it isn't a five-dollar bill' to Jisung, earning a face from the younger. You smile and open your gift, revealing a red-colored oversized sweater covered in white pearls and green beads. Your mouth hangs agape as you look over at Jisung and back at the dress.

"I saw you swooning over this when we first met, so I thought it would make the perfect gift", he speaks nonchalantly, waving off the fact that he could've bought ten of the album records he'd been dying to buy all these weeks with the money he spent on one sweater for you.

You jump up and hug him as your lips meet, this time both of you sharing the affection. This was how you wanted your kiss with Jisung to be like –slow, passionate and loving, not forced and under pressure of people watching you. You hear the older two yells “Get a room!” as you smile into the kiss, his hands snaking down to your waist.

All of you decide to watch a movie, which was ultimately ditched by Chaerim and Minho because they were sleepy as they prance into your and Chaerim’s shared bedroom, preparing to keep the neighbors awake all night with their sinful sounds. You and Jisung were left under the covers, cuddling into each other. He looks at you and opens his mouth to ask you something, words stuck in his throat as you’re facing the screen, your soft features illuminated by nothing but the bright light from it.

“Did you enjoy the kiss before?”

You frown in confusion, “If I said no, will you make me feel better?”

You feel the couch shift next to you and you turn towards him completely, his hands running up and down your sides. You cup his soft cheeks and pull him into a kiss, the sensation being both feverish and passionate. He pulls you closer to him, making you straddle his legs. You lick your lips before diving back in, pushing yourself onto him so that he lies down on the couch. You lay atop him, and he grazes his tongue against your lips as you permit him entrance. You bite his bottom lip, bubbling a small whine out of him. Only through the light provided by the television, you still feel him blush red, embarrassment flooding through him.

You run your hands through his fluffy hair, tugging at it softly as he moans into the kiss, sounds muffled due to your lips connected. He props himself up such that you fall under him, and for once you thank Chaerim for buying a wide sofa. You break the kiss, breathing in a tuft of air, only for it to be stuck in your lungs as Jisung nips at the skin on your neck, his growing bulge grinding down on your inner thigh. You feel the wet patch on your clothed core growing as every second passes by, your body becoming needy for action.

He sits up and crawls down to have your pussy face him. He removes your leggings, letting your underwear remain. He blows on the wet area a few times, earning eager whines from you, and you hold a fistful of his hair between your fingers, trying to pull him closer to your heat. He obliges, licking a fat strip on your slit right above the lacey material, making you shudder with pleasure. He pushes his muscle against your hole, making a moan bubble from your lips.

Pushing your underwear aside, he quickly jumps to business. He starts eating you out like he hadn’t just had dinner an hour ago. You arch your back in pleasure when he works his tongue against your clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves. Two fingers prod at your entrance and before you can think about them, they’re pushed into your core, making you moan and buck your hips into his face.

He holds you down with his free hand, rubbing his thumb against your clit and tongue licking your slit a couple times. He pushes his tongue inside you, and you clench around him. He laps your walls and reaches your sweet spots, making you thrash under him. You wanted to desperately release the alien feeling in your abdomen, but Jisung wasn’t going any further than fingering you.

“Jisung, please” was all it took for the boy to unbuckle his belt and drop it at the foot of the couch. He takes his pant off and climbs back up to you, kissing every part of your skin from your torso to your breast, pushing the blue sweater up along with his forehead. You pull the fabric over your head, revealing your bra-less figure. Jisung groans at the sight, biting his bottom lip as he starts grinding his hips into your dripping cunt.

He reaches out to run a hand through your hair, only to be stopped by your fingers curling around his wrists. You bring them down and press his palm over your heat, showing him how hot and wet you were, how desperate you were for his cock to be buried deep inside of you. He exhales a growl and tugs at your panties, pulling them off. He grinds on you a couple of times before finally pushing his length in you, inch by inch, to prevent any pain from coming to the bay.

Once he’s fully in, he opens his eyes to look at you, mouth agape and eyes screwed shut. One of your hands were tangled in his hair, while the other one was gripping the edge of the sofa, almost tearing a hole into the material. You open your eyes at the sudden stillness, only for Jisung to cock his head questioningly as if asking if he could move. You nod after a couple moments, bliss washing over the pain. He starts thrusting into you, slow and hard. He reaches lengths in you almost no one ever did, and you were shaking in pleasure.

He hears a moan, but not from you, it roams from the bedroom. Even they’re fucking. He picks up his speed once he thinks you’re doing well, thrusting into you like his life depends on it. He reaches your cervix head-on a couple of times, lolling a scream and yelp from you occasionally. You moan louder, drowning out the noises coming from the bedroom. And when he starts gyrating his long fingers against your clit, you jolt in pleasure, gripping on his arms tightly as your pleasure waves over you.

Your breathing starts getting labored and he hardens his grip on your waist, making your body burn with pleasure. He bends down, biting and sucking on your neck, licking the area after he’s created a marooned art piece. The feeling on your skin drove you to the edge, and you release around him, walls clenching at his fat length in you. He pulls out of you and thrusts into his hand, searching for his orgasm miserably.

You replace his hand with yours, and though limp, you sit up against the arms of the couch and start pumping his length in your hand. He throws his head back in pleasure, his bottom lip between his teeth and eyebrows scrunched. You lick from base to top, kitten licking his slit when you feel he’s getting closer to his high. You hollow your mouth and fill him into the cavity, making him hit the back of your throat. Sucking and swallowing at his length, what couldn’t fit in your mouth was replaced by your hands, rubbing the pads of your fingers against his protruding vein.

He orgasms hard, making his vision go white with black dots. You suck him dry, some of his cum dribbling down your chin as you get up, which he cleans with the back of his hand. He pulls you into a kiss, tasting his orgasm on your palette.

You pull away to join him under the blankets, cuddling and hugging him as he kisses your forehead. You whisper small ‘I love you’s to him, and he returns them with pecks littering your cheek, smiling like a madman. He hugs and nuzzles his head against your hair, mumbling sweet nothings. You face him, inching your face further from his.

“What are you mumbling about?”

“I bought that dress because employees have a 65% discount on store items,” he confesses, giggling. You open your eyes wide, laughing softly at his cheekiness. Your snuggle closer into his chest, hearing his heart beating only for you. He cards his hand through your hair until he hears soft snores from you.

He looks over at the ugly sweater sprawled across the other end of the couch and smiles, mind rewinding back to the time when you two first met.

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a/n: this!!! fic!!! is!!! my!!! baby!!! also, i know Christmas is long gone, but i really wanted to write over this prompt. Enjoy ;)

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