#title: in my dreams by red velvet

[allfortzu]

in my dreams you love me back

-- dahyun / tzuyu. 1.9k, fluff / suggestive-ish. MEN DNI.

tzuyu listens to dahyun sing.

tzuyu lies conscious in the dead of night. 

she hears dahyun’s voice softly through the walls, wonders if she’s writing a new song. 

there's a thought that's long settled itself in the back of her mind.

would it be strange to call her now, for no reason other than to hear her better? 

tzuyu surmises it would, especially if dahyun sees her no other way and unrequited lovers shouldn't call each other when they are touch starved and lonely at three am on a friday night.

 

but her heart is heavy and everything feels so cold by herself.

this hour has never been known for good decisions. 

the call rings twice. tzuyu feels a little pathetic. 

but she does pick up. 

“tzuyu?” 

that’s all she needs to be impulsive again. 

“can i come over?”

dahyun doesn’t reply.

the world seems to go silent, more silent than it already is. there’s a shuffle on the other line, a phone set aside. tzuyu doesn’t hear a guitar strumming anymore, nor does she hear dahyun breathe. 

she regrets asking almost immediately. 

“i mean, come over and take that guitar away from you because it’s noisy.”

moments like these, tzuyu wonders why she even tries. 

she doesn’t know what’s worst; avoidance as a defense mechanism or clinginess as a coping one. maybe she’s not much of a rational thinker when it comes to dahyun. 

dahyun huffs, finally making noise. “hey, i was just fingerpicking, don't exaggerate!" 

"well, just- " tzuyu bites her lip. "turn it down!" or else i might just fall that much harder for you and your stupid pretty love songs. or else you'll plague my mind until sunrise and i'll never be able to forget the sound of your voice. 

"and if i say no?" 

i won't do anything about it. 

"then i'm coming over personally and banning you from ever playing after ten pm again." 

dahyun laughs. "okay." 

does she think she's joking?

"what?" 

tzuyu really doesn’t understand dahyun sometimes. 

"come over." 

...what?

“…to take your guitar?”

another laugh, this time fuller, like what she said was that much funnier. "no, tzuyu, i have a new tune.”

oh. 

“i want you to come and listen." 

oh.

“unless you wanna sleep, then nevermind.” 

tzuyu’s chest tightens.

butterflies in her tummy.

a lot of the times, dahyun doesn’t know the effects of her own words. 

“no, i’m coming.”

somehow, the thought becomes more jarring the closer she gets to dahyun's door. 

she's never really gotten this far before, has she? 

now that she's here, she's not quite sure how to go about it. 

she lifts a knuckle, hesitating for a split second before fully committing to the knock. 

two times. not too eager.

the door opens in a flash.

dahyun in all her glory. 

there are no words exchanged between them.

dahyun pulls her in by the wrist, the room illuminated by the moon, and fetches her guitar on the way. white in colour, because tzuyu told her she liked it more than plain mahogany. 

dahyun pats the space on her bed. “sit here.”

tzuyu squeezes in, settling cosily. she pulls her knees up to her chest so she can look at dahyun straight on and still leave enough room for both of them and a guitar. maybe also to be closer. 

“It’s just a melody, but tell me if it’s good.” 

they’ve both seem to have forgotten tzuyu’s previous threat of confiscating guitars. 

“i’m not much of a musician,” tzuyu warns. 

if dahyun knew better she would know tzuyu gets distracted just watching her. 

“i trust you.” 

it’s that simple. 

dahyun plays. 

she picks at the strings, the same tune tzuyu heard from her room before she called. tzuyu can tell she already knows the words to the song but for some reason isn’t singing. 

she doesn’t know if the flutter in her chest comes from the music or the intimacy of it all, but dahyun looks prettiest playing her guitar and tzuyu wishes she could kiss her. she wishes she’d call before so she could listen to every song dahyun’s ever wrote. she wishes this song was about her. 

dahyun stops playing though, perhaps she's noticed tzuyu's zoned out. “thinking hard?” 

tzuyu laughs sheepishly. “it’s good.” she doesn’t know how else to put it. “i like it.” 

maybe the response sounds half-hearted, but dahyun’s always been able to understand the words tzuyu never quite knew how to say. 

dahyun grins. “did you see what i did there? the major to the parallel minor change?” she’s bouncing in place a bit now, the musical genius in her eager to come out of its shell. 

tzuyu has no idea what she’s going on about, but she nods enthusiastically anyway. “my favourite part, arguably.” 

“right!” dahyun chirps. “i thought it would be weird, but it adds a nostalgic feel to it, doesn’t it?” 

again, tzuyu has not even a hint what major or parallel minors are, nor does she know what gives songs a nostalgic feel, but she knows she enjoys seeing dahyun this way. “yeah, it really does!” 

she can’t help but ask, “what’s the song about?” 

dahyun stops grinning. tzuyu fears she’s asked the wrong question. 

but then dahyun leans closer, over her guitar, a sudden teasing lilt in her voice. “what do you think?” 

tzuyu’s never been very good at reading people. “i don’t know,” she mumbles. what’s dahyun planning now? “what were you thinking about when you came up with it?” 

dahyun laughs. tzuyu doesn’t know what’s so funny, but dahyun’s smile is bright, and she’s very pretty up close.

“i was thinking about you.”

it’s inevitable, really, for tzuyu not to fall in love when dahyun says things like that. a natural flirt.

“hey, don’t say things like that,” tzuyu chides. “what if i develop feelings?” it's a joke, or maybe not. 

“would that be so bad?” dahyun raises a playful brow. “little old me bagging the chou tzuyu? the media’s gonna have a field day.”

tzuyu giggles at that, uncontrollably flushed at the praise. “keep it down low then, write secret love songs about me?” why is she playing into dahyun's trap? 

it’s excessively flirty, probably, but tzuyu can’t seem to help herself. 

“yeah, love songs about thr mystery lover of mine who has the softest lips and cutest smile, and doesn’t know music but pretends to care when i talk about it?” 

there’s a thought in the back of tzuyu’s mind screaming, maybe she’s talking about someone else, maybe she shouldn't keep entertaining this fantasy. maybe this is a bad idea. 

but tzuyu is selfish, so she keeps going.

“how romantic, i could kiss you right now,” she jokes. not really.

dahyun shuffles closer, laughing. “really?” 

she puckers her lips playfully and closes her eyes. she's waiting for tzuyu to nudge her disapprovingly or something of that sort.

normally, tzuyu would. 

it’s how it always goes, isn’t it? 

yet, there’s something about the darkness around them and dahyun lit by moonlight that makes tzuyu press a hand softly over dahyun’s lips. 

everything is soft under her palm. 

tzuyu lays a gentle kiss on the one side. 

if dahyun keeps her eyes close, she would never know. 

a kiss, barely.  

they don’t move. tzuyu imagines she’s kissing back. 

but she pulls back, and leaves her hand on dahyun’s lips. she pretends everything is real for a moment. 

dahyun tugs her hand away herself. 

they’re silent for a while. 

she looks at tzuyu, eyes darting, lips parted. tzuyu's heart is thrumming in her head, deafening. 

then a laugh bubbles from dahyun’s throat, light and airy. “what kind of k-drama kiss was that?” she teases. 

tzuyu soars and falls. “what?” 

she’s frozen in place, uncertain. doesn’t know if dahyun’s weirded out, or maybe trying to hide it all with humour as she always does. 

“come here.” 

tzuyu’s too scared to move. 

“tzuyu,” dahyun repeats. “come here.” 

tzuyu listens. of course she does.

their knees touch. dahyun slides a cool hand behind her neck. 

“next time,” she says, pulling tzuyu's face downwards. the touch tingles until tzuyu can’t see anything but her. “kiss me like this.” 

tzuyu is pulled downwards. 

dahyun presses her lips into hers fully. 

tzuyu’s mind goes blank. 

oh.

tzuyu’s mind is filled with infinite thoughts. 

her breath catches in her throat, all the air in her lungs sucked out. heart pounding so quick it threatens to burst out her chest. 

dahyun’s lips are mind-numbingly soft. 

warm. 

gentle. 

everything tzuyu imagined. everything more. 

she tastes like melted sugar, tastes like everything nice in this world. tzuyu might just combust. 

she gets carried away. she always does.

she pushes forward for more, addicted. captures dahyun’s lips when they part, grasps onto the hem of her shirt so she doesn’t stray. 

once. twice. insatiable. 

this is her favourite place on earth. this is a dream. 

she melts into the kiss like mercury to a mould. snow to lava. slow, like they have all the time in the world. 

then there’s a hand squeezing her shoulder, digging into skin. so painfully good she's snapped out of her trance. she opens her eyes for just a moment. 

dahyun is flushed and flustered beneath her, pushed back on her elbows. her pyjama shirt ridden up her tummy, dangerously high, abs taut and heaving under tzuyu's fingers because tzuyu's greedy hands couldn't stop touching. 

tzuyu jolts back. 

"i'm so sorry," she scrambles in a panic. "that was over the line." 

dahyun is still out of it. "hm?" 

tzuyu's head is hot from embarrassment. "we just…" 

"kissed?" 

"i'm sorry."

dahyun is still panting, dazed. "are you regretting it?" 

"no!" it's so loud, she might as well have just woken up the whole dorm.  

"no," tzuyu says again, quieter.

"then what's wrong?" 

what's wrong? 

what's wrong is what comes next. 

"is this…okay?" 

is it okay when you don't like me the same way i like you? 

"why wouldn't it be?" 

you're so dense. 

"because i like you, dahyun."  

is this it? 

she has so much to say. 

tzuyu keeps going, because she will never be able to do this again. 

"so don't…don't talk to me so nicely, and don't kiss me like that, and everything." she rubs at her wet cheeks uselessly, snot getting messier. her voice cracks in between, throat closed pathetically, suddenly sniffling, hiccuping. can't even see dahyun through the tears anymore. it's stupid. dahyun's so stupid. "i don't know how to stop liking you, stop making me like you." 

dahyun is stunned silent. tzuyu has never been more scared. 

then, a murmur. "...don't stop." 

"what?" 

"i'm not stopping." dahyun purses her lips. "i don't know what happens now, but i like you, and i like us, so don't stop yet."

tzuyu feels like she's missed a few plot points. 

"you like me?" 

"wasn't that obvious enough? i kissed you?"

"well- i thought it was a platonic kiss?"

"tzuyu! you're so dense!" 

she's dense? 

god, maybe she is. 

tzuyu gasps, face flushing. "no, you're dense! shut up!" 

dahyun laughs. all the tension dissipates in an instant. "okay, i'll tell you straight: that wasn't platonic, and i'll kiss you right now if you don't stop me." 

the air becomes warm all around again, and dahyun's eyes fall as she leans over tzuyu once more. "and don't stop yourself." 

tzuyu lays a careful hand over dahyun's waist. she doesn't think she'll be able to stop herself anyway.

dahyun sits astride her.

oh fuck. 

"your call, baby." 

the pet name sends flutters down her tummy.

tzuyu surges forward for another kiss.

arguably my favourite ship, very underrated </3

thank you for reading! interactions appreciated <3

#twice imagines #dahyun x tzuyu #datzu #twice fluff #twice suggestive #i started hicupping when tzuyu hiccuped in the fic #can you tell the only idea i had in mind when writing this was to have them kiss in the end #yeah <3 #thats the plot for all the fics going forward! #chou tzuyu #kim dahyun #title: in my dreams by red velvet #twice fics

[haeryna]

in my dreams you love me back (i still love you) ↪ gojo satoru x reader x geto suguru ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

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summary: soft moments with shoko keep your heart soft as well, but suguru finds something that he wasn't supposed to.

tw: sfw but vague mentions of losing your virginity. your mother MEDDLES but let's be real, we'd do the same. allusions to the bible for the aesthetic but also because i like the imagery of the themes. not proofread.

notes: title taken from red velvet's "in my dreams." the second half of "i would give up heaven if i had to." another short chapter because i split it in two originally! banner from @/cafekitsune

"You look like shit."

You can't stop the huff that escapes your mouth as Shoko peers at you from your phone, propped up against your rice cooker. She's somewhere in the United States right now, attending a medical conference. She isn't wrong; your ten minute break in the bathroom had turned into a full-blown half hour breakdown. Thankfully, none of your coworkers pointed out the redness of your eyes and the sallow tint to your skin. Your manager had practically forced you to go home early. They all assumed that you had broken down about how the Gojo Satoru had demanded you be the one to make his drink. At this point, you were too tired to correct them.

"I just got back from the cafe, leave me alone." Yawning, you reach for a bowl. "I'm starving and exhausted, and now you're going to yell at me, Sho?"

You can hear the heavy exhale, and the camera blurs as she lets out a cloud of cigarette smoke. "I never said that. Did you see them today?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Nobody else can make you cry that hard, and I know it wasn't me."

You hesitate for a moment. "Mom thinks I should hear them out."

"Personally, I would tell them I'll speak to them after a down payment of 5k."

"Shoko!"

But your laughter fills the air, and you can catch Shoko's self-satisfied smirk from the other end. "There she is." A soft haze fills your screen as her voice softens. "Do I need to fly back and tell the two of them to fuck off?"

"I can tell them to leave myself," you protest, but Shoko gives you a deadpan stare. "Okay, well, maybe it'll be hard."

As the silence falls, warm and comfortable, you bustle around the kitchen, spooning rice into your bowl of leftovers. The air is warm, and despite your exhaustion, you can't help but appreciate the dreaminess of the evening. Shoko watches you, dark eyes unreadable. "What?" you finally ask, curiosity lacing your voice.

"Just be careful," she sighs. "Satoru and Suguru will probably do some crazy shit to get you to notice them. I just don't want those idiots to scare you."

"They don't care enough to do that," is your sardonic reply, and this time, it's her turn to laugh.

"If you really think that, then you're blinder than I thought."

He is breaking me down on every side, and now it's too late for me; he has uprooted my hopes like a tree.

When the number of your old landline rings on Suguru's cellphone, he almost blocks it out of habit before he registers the last four digits. Panicking, he immediately accepts the call.

"Hey, is everything okay? I-"

Your mother's voice chirps back at him, a bit staticky from the old phone that he knows she'd insisted on keeping installed in the kitchen. "Suguru, dear, could you do me a favor?"

Ingrained instinct forces a "yes ma'am," from his mouth before he can even process the request. He can practically hear the smile in your mother's voice. "It won't take too long, don't worry. My back has been aching an awful amount after my last surgery, but I've been meaning to wear some of my old church clothes to Bingo Night. Would you mind grabbing it for me?"

The attic is cluttered and old, and the dust stings his eyes, but Suguru can't bring himself to complain as he begins to rummage through boxes. It feels like seeing you again, like being your Suguru again, as he unearths old photo albums, and stuffed toys. There was the rabbit you used to carry around all the time. A picture frame, of you, Shoko, Satoru, and Suguru one summer afternoon. Carefully, he wipes away the dust, smiling at the memory. You'd lost your front tooth that summer; now, it was forever memorialized.

Finally, he reaches a small collection of boxes in the back. The dress lays draped over a small stack of boxes, but as he grabs it, one topples over, spilling its contents all over the floor.

Suddenly, selfishly, Suguru is grateful that Satoru stayed behind back in their hotel room, because inside the cardboard box is envelopes. At least thousands of them, crammed into each possible corner, dates written on the front in the same handwriting you've had since high school. He tears open another box, only to find the same. Three whole boxes of letters. Selfish hope and heavier dread sinks into his skin like the dust that is slowly falling to the floor; Suguru has unearthed something that he knows he's not supposed to see.

Was this how Adam felt, holding the forbidden fruit in his hand? Which was stronger; the will of God, or the love of man?

"You will not certainly die,” the serpent said to the woman. “For God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.

He's almost frantic as he searches for the first letter, scattering them around himself until he finds it; labelled a week after Suguru had taken Satoru with him to pursue what they had believed to be an impossible dream. Suguru hesitates only for a moment, until with one decisive swipe, he rips the flap from the waxy paper beneath. This one is addressed to him.

Suguru,

My parents put me in therapy. Remember how we always used to joke that if anyone needed it, it would be you? Why did you leave me? What did I do wrong? It hurts, Sugu, why, why, why My therapist thinks that keeping letters will help, and my parents want me to at least give it a try. Mom won't say anything, but I know she's concerned. Dad's already torn into Toru's parents, so the whole town is fully aware of what they've done. Shoko says that they're practically livid with shame, skulking around the town as that'll fix their reputation. You missed it; there was one night when the fireflies came back, and I swear they filled the entire sky. It was beautiful. It reminded me of the first time we met, do you remember that?

I wish you'd been here to see it. I'm sorry, Suguru. I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough to take along. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you I love you. I hope you're safe. I hope you're taking care of Toru for me.

I love you so much that it's hard to be mad.

Water drips down onto the ink of where you'd signed your name, and with a start, Suguru realizes he's crying. Gently folding the letter, he sets it aside, and reaches for the next one.

Mom and Dad have what Grandma had. I'm scared, Toru. I wish you were here. You'd always say something silly that would make me forget for even a moment.

Another.

I saw you on the television today, Toru. You're so beautiful it hurts.

Another.

I've given up on properly going to college. They're so sick that I'm terrified to leave them alone.

More. More. More.

I try my best not to listen, but the radio in the coffee shop plays the songs you make, Sugu. I hate it, but it's selfish of me. The girl you sing about, does Toru get along with her? Does she make you happy?

He can't stop himself from reading any more than he can stop the tears pouring down his face. They'd missed so much of your life, and yet you'd dutifully written letter after letter, as if you'd planned on them seeing it. Like you hoped they would come back some day. The next letter was only written two years ago, but it turns Suguru's blood to ice.

I saw the scandal on one of the gossip magazines while I was out shopping for groceries, Toru. The Chanel model? Really? I was kind of hoping for the Gucci one, she seems so nice to her assistant.

I say this like you're a celebrity. A celebrity that I can just laugh at, and say "must be nice, having supermodels fall into your lap!" You were mine, once, long before you were hers. I love loved you.

I did something stupid, last night. Remember Kenji, from high school? The one you always hated? I can't even explain it, how furious I was, when I saw you with that model. You looked so happy, like it didn't matter that all your joy and abundance didn't come at my expense.

I ended up sleeping with him for the first time, with anyone for the first time really. I'm not going to write more; it's embarrassing, and it wasn't even good, but I think I'm more upset with myself. It doesn't matter.

It's not like you'll ever find out. Even if you do, it's not like you'll care.

It's not like my love mattered to you to begin with.

Suguru's chest feels as though someone has washed his heart in acid. On paper, the person you were after they left was more jaded. Less optimistic. You no longer spoke of things you wished they were able to experience with you, but rather all the things they'd left behind. You thought they didn't care, and as he forces his useless lungs to take another breath, he knows that he can't leave this town until he convinces you to come with him. As he stumbles down from the attic, dress in hand, your mother gives him a knowing stare.

"Did you find the dress I asked you to grab?"

"Yes ma'am," Suguru says numbly. It's all he says. It's all he can say. Your mother sighs, patting the chair next to her. "Why don't you call Satoru over, hm? Try some of the tea I bought. I remember your mother saying you only drink black. You really should call her more."

Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?

"I'm home!" you call out, slipping your shoes off with one hand as you balance the full bag of groceries in the other. "Did you take your medi-"

The carrots drop to the floor as you take in the sight of Gojo and Geto sitting at your kitchen table with your mother of all people. "What the fuck?"

Geto's eyes are rimmed red, like he'd been crying, while Satoru stares at you with a hint of anguish. "What the fuck," you repeat again, dumbfounded. "Why are you in my house right now?"

Geto opens his mouth to speak, but your mother waves it away. "You know how bad my back's been lately, I really wanted to wear that old emerald dress your father got me, do you remember?"

Stunned, you can only nod.

"And, I didn't want to have you come all the way back from the city just to grab a dress for me, so I called over Suguru and Satoru to help me out," your mother finishes. You can't stop the panic from leaking into your voice.

"Where was the dress?"

From the look on their faces, you know that Geto and Gojo have found it. All the letters you were too weak to send, too weak to throw away. How much did they read?

"The attic, dear," is your mother's quiet response, and when you turn her attention to her, you can see the quiet love and encouragement in her eyes.

What's more important? The love for all the things they did do, or all the things they didn't?

White noises rushes into your head, and you can barely process your mother's departure. Something about Bingo Night? The door clicks shut and you're left with silence so profound that your body almost instinctively crumples in on itself. Suguru can't look you in the eyes, absentmindedly tracing the rim of the delicate porcelain teacup that looks comically small next to his calloused hands. Satoru merely watches, but you can see the tension in his neck, in the way his fingers flex around empty air.

So, you do the only thing you can do. You run.

Turning, you all but sprint up the stairs. You lied. You couldn't do this, couldn't face them, see them, hear them-

Toned arms reach around from behind, pulling you decisively to a well-defined chest. The air is forced out of your lungs as you yelp, squirming out of the hold, only to freeze as Satoru places his cheek on your head, nuzzling into your hair.

"I missed you."

Tears spring to your eyes but Satoru keeps going. "You were the only thing that kept us going. Our apartment was so shitty, we had to put cardboard on the floor just to keep warm. I thought of you all the time. I thought of which stage outfit you'd like better, how you would get along so well with the other members of the group. We didn't forget you. We love you too much for that."

"Stop," you choke out, as your legs crumple under you. Satoru catches you, tugging you further into him, as tears trickle down your face. A blurred shape; Suguru, kneeling in front of you, gently taking your hands in his.

"One chance, princess," he breathes. "Give us one chance to explain ourselves. After that, we'll do whatever you want, give you whatever you want. We've only ever been yours."

#haerinwrites #idol!satoru gojo #rockstar!suguru geto #satoru gojo x reader #satosugu x reader #jjk angst #jjk x reader #suguru geto x reader #satoru x suguru x reader #satoru x reader #suguru x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #geto x reader x gojo

[haechurch]

forgetting me, forgetting you

It's not the way that jeno doesn't look at you the same. It's not the way of him chasing after a girl and leaving you behind in the evening downpour. It's not the way jeno said he didn't even love you that night. It's just nothing but your broken heart.

pairing: idol!jeno x fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff (kinda), angstt

wc: 4.8+k

warnings: minors dni, unprotected sex, oral (m, f receive), spitting, kind of meanie jeno, implied exhibitionist, degrading, praising, spanking, teasing, fingering, tons of pet name, hard and soft sex, etc etc, you know when i said idol and fan relationship its just so unreal as well as how their jobs work lmao ((i had a problem to make this at least a lil bit realistic) also not seem too delusional but- just pls dont @ me, i mean its a fic)

! how embarrassing that this shit got posted accidentally (i hate tmblr) my pupils were literally shaking lol. for those who might accidentally saw this (i know theres not even a soul who cares abt it..) ofc i had this to be revised also its inspired by rv song, in my dreams, (originally the title for this one but i changed it!) i might also have songs recommendation, its [coldplay-yellow > conan gray-astronomy > yoari-dice game > exo-hurt > davichi-forgetting you > red velvet-in my dreams]

Everything was pandemonium from the start. You saw jeno in person for the first time in the concert venue. Yes. He is the singer. That singer. A born-talented, handsome, lovable idol from nct. He didn't even know you were there, in the crowd of audience hyping his band up. Never in your dreams you thought you'd met him in person, but fate brings you two together. It was what you believed until then. Fate brings your jeno who has never been yours in the first place to kindly remind you that he will never be yours even at the end of the time.

You worked hard for your pay. You work as an employee (that mostly work for dreamies) under jeno's company after you earned your post graduate title while studying in korea. That point when you made it out, you never even thought that this was a real chance to finally get him.

That's just insane, to get lee jeno, in a somehow, romantic way. But you tried anyway. Ordinary person with an extraordinary person? Or can you just say idols and fans relationship? That jeno from all the people living on this earth? Mostly impossible. Those who live around you will think you're crazy for wanting someone who literally exists in a different world from you. Even though you're 'coexisting' with him and seeing him from time to time, that would not be enough; so near yet so far.

It's so hard to work under the company and let it flow at first. Without a will, you'll never get what you want. Even though this one is nearly impossible, you attempt to keep the mindset that revolves around you: it will work if you try, try, try and try.

But it's useless. Who do you think you are? You can't even be allowed to speak nor get close to him except if it's necessary. It's hard to work with him like a normal acquaintance. To them, to jeno, you're simply invisible. 

However, you did make it clear enough. No surrendering. That's the least you can keep in mind. 

But again, he didn't even spare you a glimpse.

Then there was this day when you two were put together in the same dressing room, waiting for some interviews coming up. There's actually no reason for you to not share the same room because technically, you're their regular staff. The rest of the members and other staff were nowhere to be found, it was you and him. You and jeno all alone in the same room. You nearly choked yourself when you were about to open your mouth as jeno scooted to where you sat. 

"Hi." He lightly started the conversation. You swear to god you can hear your own heartbeat. Keeping yourself calm and professional, you hum and put the sweetest smile to him. "Hello."

"I'm so sorry if i sound rude, but i believe we're around the same age? I've been seen you around and i just knew you're a regular staff in here," you intensely stared at him, eyes widened in disbelief that he just casually- 

"We can be friends if you wan-" 

"We can?!"

-asked you to be his friend.

Realizing you just replied to him in 0,023 seconds, you covered your mouth and muttered 'sorry' to him. He just laughed. Oh. That laugh.

That's when you feel like you two were 'getting closer' as he asked you to be his friend for some idiotic reason (u really have no idea why the universe would gave you this kind of, miracle, you'd say, but you're fucking grateful).

Of course you can be friends with everyone. Also a staff (fan) and an artist couldn't be an exception, right? But once again who are you kidding, lee jeno is super busy, and you should know it could probably the friendship that only lasts for four hours.

You didn't meet jeno for weeks and you missed him so bad. Sometimes you got to talk to him after he befriend you (tho it happens only if you had that rare chance) but both of you didn't get a long time to properly talk and have a good conversation. And it's been a long time, you just missed him.

Did he perhaps miss you too? Did he ever think about you even just for a split second? You shake your head from the thoughts and scoff at yourself. He probably already erased you from his memory. And that night, you drifted into a deep slumber whilst thinking about how he wouldn't remember you.

―

But you were dead wrong. That day was very hot because apparently, it's in the middle of summer, and you were called for a job in a broadcasting house which happened to be the same place for the band to attend their schedule.

You're standing in front of a vending machine, getting a drink when you hear someone call your name. You turned around and found jeno, looking at you with his smiling eyes.

"Jeno!? What are you doing here?" You can't hide your pearly whites when you see him, so please meet him again after a while.

"We're having some jobs here. How about you?" He asked. 

"Um, me too! But mine's still running, i take a little coffee break right before come back to the site. Have you finished yours?"

"Yes, actually," jeno scratched his nape awkwardly before he continued. "Uhh, do you perhaps want to meet me after you are done? Just for a sec?" He asked.

"Sure! I'll text you when i'm done?" 

Yes, you both are having each other's numbers but can't even communicate a single thing through it. He didn't text you. And you, being the one who shamelessly asked for his numbers which he gladly gave it, never once texts him because as you can see, you're being professional enough to keep your words that it's only for the matter of work.

"Cool." You both smiled to each other and stood awkwardly for a good seconds until jeno left. 

So, did he just wait for you until you're done because he said he just finished his schedule? Is that even possible for him to do that?

The answer is yes. Though with a little bit of delay. He asked you to meet him after you're done, just to have you wait for him in the nearby cafe for nearly 20 minutes.

Jeno: uhh hi its jeno

Jeno: im so sorry for keeping you waiting

You: oh hii

You: nah its okayy not a biggie

Jeno: its the manager hyung, i told him i have to go somewhere but you know its hard to cooperate with them :/

Jeno: look i promise it will just need to b arranged real fast okay

You: okaaay i know youre busy you can really take your time tho

Jeno: so sorry ;(((

You: jeno its fine :*

You: :(

Jeno: thanjk you for the understanding ;)

Jeno: ill be there in.. 5 mins?

You: ill be here waiting!

You were smiling like crazy reading his texts. All you did was blushing and heart skipping while replying to him. He was so cute. And it's the first time you guys exchange texts. And he did it first! (how its a big deal for you)

Then there he is. Entering the cafe with a little skip and making a bee line to your table then sit down in front of you. 

"Right on time." He said jokingly. You just chuckled at him.

"Sooo what's up? What is it that you wanted to talk about in your very packed schedule, busy bee?"

He exhaled harshly before replying. "Nothing. Just wanna get out and have some fresh air."

He averted his gaze to yours before continue, "with my new friend." 

You raised one of your eyebrows at the boy. "Yeah? I thought you already forgot me because i was just simply a girl that worked at your company," you talk as you fold your hands.

"Why would i? I'll remember you anyway. You once fell in front of me when you were about to open some door and that actually was funny as hell. Shouldn't laugh but i can't help it. Oops. Should have not told you this part too..."

Your face heated in a second, and yes, you did that and it was humiliating and you felt very stupid. That time you were about to enter the conference room at the company building, but jeno (also the other members were there) was opening the door at the same time, unfortunately you stumbled on your feet and ended up kneeling at his.

He take a glance at you again then continue. "And you're pretty pretty."

You immediately looked up to him. You can't explain how his sudden confession affect you so much and leave your heart throbbing like crazy. 

Fortunately you can keep your act.

You chuckled and replied, "and what's that supposed to mean."

"I'm just saying that you're beautiful." 

He surely knows how to mess with your heart.

"And i'm getting worried that your eyes might have a problem," you laughed, more to laughing at yourself.

"No. I meant it."

You looked at him again, flustered, and he smiled when he saw you taken aback. A mischievous smile to be exact.

"Are you flirting with me?" Of course you were kidding. Asking that kind of question sounds nonchalant, even have no shame. But you had nothing to lose anyway.

"Would you accept it?" 

You blinked rapidly, your heart beating so fast in your chest, your palms were sweaty. He got you questioning yourself on how you can not fall for him even more? It's getting even deeper every minute you spend your time with him. He's dangerous. 

You were stunned for a moment. You felt like your cheeks burned, they're emitting flame. Your head short circuited for a while yet all you can think about is jeno. Jeno jeno jeno and jeno. The moment you can't hold it back from spilling, you just let it burst.

"I like you." 

Oh, you don't even care anymore about your image. The moment you spit that you felt like the most stupid, dense person alive on earth.

"I know." 

He responded in a heartbeat, and you felt fire burn a hole into you.

"You what?"

"I said i know. I noticed. And i do to."

"I'm so lost." You started to believe that you're out of your mind.

"I'm saying that i like you too."

Your pupils doesn't even falter when you stare at his face. You might just scream or gasp or even cry, but you were too stunned to speak, the way you were so calm also surprised yourself. You shake your head as you doubt your hearing and gave him a bitter smile.

"You're joking."

"Yes." 

Your eyes widen from his answer. He's such a prankster. 

"Jeno!"

He laughed. His laugh is so carefree but feels shy at the same time, that is just screaming lee jeno so much.

"So what am i supposed to say? You already heard me."

"I'm just trying to seek clarity." You narrow your eyes playfully. Now you don't even know where the confidence in you came from.

"You're my clarity." 

Now that sounds straight up came from a song lyric.

This whole time you think that you're crazy for wanting lee jeno, but here you are having a little cafe date and knowing him to have the same feeling as you are.

-

"Ah!" you squeal as your head thud against the hard surface.

"Sorry," jeno apologized as he giggled, then continue to peppering kisses down your neck.

Both of you were alone in a room at the backstage, making out like crazy before he bring you to the nearest table and pin you down. You sigh blissfully, thanking heaven every time your bodies this close, that you finally have jeno for your own and not anybody else. It's not the first time that he finally touched you, but every single one of his touches feels like the first time.

Oh, of course that didn't just happen in a night. He's been so sweet and kind to you that you mistaken his deed as something more than platonic relationship.

He bought you food. He told the manager to drop you off at your apartment at night when the schedule's over. You both go to the staff's cafeteria and eat lunch together. You offer him to go cycling together when he's off, and he did. He lent you his airpods when you lost one. You brewed his morning coffee. He called you one night and said that he's missing you. You asked him if you can do the same, texting or calling him as a normal friend would do despite both of your jobs. And that one night where he sneaked out to your apartment just to say that he wanted you.

That moment you thought everything is indeed possible. 

"Jen! Wait!"

He's currently railing you stupid at the backstage.

Now both of your hands were on the wall, legs spread open for him to easily pound you from the back. 

"Shit, this pussy's so tight." He slowed down, dragging his cock precise and keen, watching how his length appeared then disappeared inside your pussy.

"You like that baby?"

Your ears are buzzing, eyes fluttering, you only mewl and all you can hear is squelching sounds from how wet your pussy is before he sped up, skins clapping resonated all over the room.

When you didn't answered, he stopped and brings your hair to a ponytail then yanked your head up so your back is now against him as he whispered, "i said, am i fucking you good, little slut?" Well he can be cruel sometimes, but both of you know his mouth isn't that dirty on daily basis. He's just having his moment.

"Fuck yes," you finally speak.

Jeno railed into you again, he prop you to stand up, right hand on your hip, clamping so hard it'll leave bruises, and left hand grasping at your jaw to make you face him, his lips ghosting between your ear and lips, heavy breathing and all.

When he brushed against your earlobe, he whispered right onto your ear, "open your fucking mouth."

You obliged, as he bent your neck back and you presented all of yourself in front of him, he spit into your mouth. "Perfect. Keep it there like a good girl you are." 

Jeno started to pick up pace again, this time hitting your spot deliciously over and over, sending you to the cloud nine.

You agape as you moan, all while your mouth full of your and his spit, nonetheless making an effort to keep jeno's words but you're already drooling all over your chin.

"J-jen.."

"Shh, no need to say a thing baby girl, keep your pretty mouth shut."

Jeno suddenly lift you up and prop your back against the table. He's hovering over you, tapping your cheek, oblige you to open your mouth again, and spit another glob into yours.

"Now keep that warm and safe, you could do that, right angel?"

He asked and you only nodded in response. "That's it. Now let me make you feel good."

He spread your dangling legs by pushing on your thighs then dragging his hard and big cock along your slit, making a quite lubrication.

You're a whiny mess, never in your life you thought you'd have sex with lee jeno in a random room on their backstage, and he's pretty wild at the moment.

Before you can process a thing, he's already on his knee, eating you out slowly. You tug at his hair and hoist your hip up, but he's keeping you in place. He's taking his time, kitten licking at your opening with a slow pace, sucking softly at the clit, but it already making you tremble and wanting more. He's keeping the act for a while before the frustrations hit you.

"Jeno, hurry the fuck up."

He stop doing his ministrations, and as he pissed off, he suddenly lift you up again, your front pushed to the nearest wall.

"What did i just say to you? Shut your fucking mouth. Don't fucking speak. Why did you speak?"

He landed a couple of hard slap against your ass, making you yelp and shriek, "i-m sorry, please," your head drooped, your body trembling, but not from fear.

It's excitement.

Another slap on your ass. "Please what? Tell me, angel, what is it?

He kneaded your flesh and put his length between your ass cheek, nuzzling it sensually, and it made you bite your lip hard, can't take his teasing no more.

"Please," you almost sob. "Please, jeno, fuck me."

You beg, and he immediately bend you fully over again, both of his hands were on your hips as he fuck you into oblivion.

"Princess wanna get fucked. What she wants, she gets." 

He kissed his teeth before he rammed into you, hitting that sweet spot precisely over and over again it felt so good. Your hands and legs almost gave up, but he grabbed your hip in place. As you moan and scream for him, he keep chanting that he want you to come for him.

"Jeno, i'm fucking close- fuck," your hair is tangled, you're a drooling mess, your eyes rolled up. He fuck you so good it leave you dumb. Jeno's hips never once falter, he keep fucking into you rapidly as you whine non stop.

"Fuck, come all over me. Come on," he encouraged you.

"Coming!" You're a moaning mess, pussy can't help but tightened around him, making him curse under his breath. He continue to pistoning as he chasing his high, prolonged your own orgasm.

"Fuck, gonna cum," his thrust remain steady until it finally stopped, buried so deep inside you as he fill you up to the brim. Jeno finally pulled out, your hands and elbow propped against the wall as you arched your back while bending over, giving him a full sight of your ass and pussy overflowing with his cum. 

"Shit.." jeno cursed as he ran a hand through his fringe.

You felt your bodies emitting fog from the fever, glistening with sweat.

Just after that, you both heard a knock and someone's shouting.

"Are you guys done there? Jeno, get your loud ass out there right now, we're running out of time." 

You wouldn't miss whose voice it was.

It's fucking na jaemin. You felt embarrassment creep down your spine when you realized he found out, although nothing like the rest of the members doesn't know about the relationship you two have. But still, caught red handed fucking in the backstage with his band mate is a little bit..

"That's embarrassing.." you sigh while covering your face, making jeno chuckled as he patted your head.

"He'll get used to it." He smiled like a puppy, as he not merely fuck you senseless just now.

-

You said that it's embarrassing. But it seems like you're liking how unusual things did give you some thrilling sensations you can't explain. Since then, you've had sex with jeno in the void meeting room when everybody's leaving from work. It's giving you anxiety on what if someone's barge in, or the worst-you'd get kicked out from the company and never ever get the same job even at the different place again-but funnily, you can't resist the good feeling jeno made you and the realization that you were actually enjoying the shit, eventually not giving any fuck if someone know.

Another day of you and jeno spending time together in the same room, giving some different kind of affections to each other. And you're just too afraid to say something; to ask him: 'what are we?' Because you couldn't be more happy with what's happening between you two now. And tonight is a bit different because you feel your heart ache in the way he hold you as he won't let go.

"Jeno.." you arched your back when his tongue trailed from your abdomen up to your breasts while he attempted to unclasp your bra.

After freeing the flesh, he mumbled in awe, "beautiful."

He latched his tongue on your nipple, swirling it with purpose, to make you even wet just for him, and him only, just like the way he liked it.

"Fuck, it feels so good, don't stop," you pulled on his hair, a signal for him to keep going. 

"Yeah? You like that, pretty girl?" Jeno kneaded on your swell as he sucked again on your nipple.

"Louder. Moan louder for me." And that's what you did. Your fucked up sounds is a music to his ears, railing him up to the extent where he just wanted to sink in you. 

Jeno cupped your sex, your panties were damp in arousal. "Shit, look at you. So fucking wet." He slid his fingers up and down your panties before he slipped his fingers in. You whimpered when his cold digit met your folds. He only play with your opening and clit, but it already drive you crazy. You're practically drooling, he's collecting your essence on his fingers before he bring it up to his mouth, tasting your arousal. You huff and puff, look already fucked up before him when he barely did anything.

"So pretty. So fucked up. So needy for me."

All you did is fucking whine. Lee jeno is driving you insane.

"Please," you plead. "Jeno,"

"Hm? What is it princess?" He asked with a sweet mocking tone.

"Fingers. Want your fingers inside me." You sternly told him, but your gaze was infirm.

He chuckled then replied, "of course baby, you'll have it. But later. I have to taste you first. Will you let me?"

He asked for your permission and what on earth is stopping you from letting him eat you out? Of course you would never say no.

"Pleasee," your whiny voice made him smile from ear to ear in satisfaction.

"Love it when you beg."

Jeno get down to eye level with your pussy before dive in. Your hips wouldn't stop thrusting up to him and pulling his hair, his strong hands looping on your thighs. At this rate his face buried deep between you legs and tongue prod into your cunt, exploring your hole, lips trying so hard to swallow you up, open mouthed kiss at your pussy, sucking and lapping. He's eating you out like there's no tomorrow. 

"Fuck, i think i'm gonna cum."

Jeno chuckled, "already? So spoilt."

Jeno bring his fingers down and curled the digit expertly inside your pussy, you're wiggling like crazy when he reached that sweet spot that got your pussy tightening around him, then he sucked your clit hard, made you cum in instant at his doing.

You gradually came down from your high and stared at him in the eye, begging.

"Jeno, please, let me suck you off."

He feels like he's flying up the cloud seeing you prettily begged for him. Then he smiled, "can't say no to a pretty girl like you."

You bit your lip before you kneeled in front of him, taking a hand of his hard cock and kissed the tip. You hold onto his balls while you licked and sucked along his shaft until your tongue met with the tip, then sink into his cock, swallowing him whole. You bobbed your head up and down, sucking in intensity. He groaned and bring his hand through your hair, while he got his head thrown back against the headboard.

"You're doing so good baby, keep going."

He hissed painfully, his muscles clenched and his grab on your hair is getting tight. Your left hand massaging his balls, mouth sucking at the tip, the other hand stroking the rest of his shaft.

"Fuck, i'm not gonna last." He hold your head and thrust into your mouth, chasing his high. Your gagged sound heard all over the room, eyes pricked from tears. His groan went louder and that's when he came all over your mouth, and you swallowed all of his seed like a good girl, his good girl.

You lap all of his fluid, cleaning his cock clean, and lick your own lips.

"God you're pretty." His stare full with admiration, then he caged you between his arms, locked your lips with his in a passionate kiss. Tongue dancing with each other, nipping at one's lip. Both of you moan into the kiss, until he break it first.

Your back arched so high, hips pressed against his own, wanted more just than kissing him, but he pushed your belly down and leaned in.

"Need you now. Need to make love to you."

Once again, your heart sank at his confession. You're already tearing up as he pushed his big cock into you, soon picking up a steady pace to thrust between your wall, all while kissing you out. His kiss felt so soft and sweet, but also fragile at the same time. Your bodies met, no space in between. You hug him tightly, so afraid that he might just run away or disappear in the blink of an eye. He made you feel so good you're crying, can't even think or talk straight, your mind felt numb.

That night, you remembered vividly the last word he said before you passed out.

"I love you."

-

The rainy night made you feel all lazy. You wouldn't get up from bed if you just didn't feel the urge to go to the convenience store and fulfill your craving with some warm food. You're definitely starving.

You take out your umbrella because it's still raining, but as you nearly arrived, it's became a drizzle before it came to a stop.

You fold your umbrella as you walk closer, but before entering the place, you definitely saw jeno at the dark aisle between two buildings; making out with who the fuck you don't care, as if someone could've not just pass by and saw them two passionately changing spits.

You froze in your place, can't even walk any closer to where jeno was. You felt anger bubbling up to your chest and at the same time, you can't help your heart from breaking into pieces.

But as someone's controlling you, you suddenly stomped on your feet, making a way to them with balled fists, and you nearly scream when you call him out.

"Jeno."

The two broke the kiss after couple of seconds as if they're unbothered, both dripping from the drizzle. He turned at you, eyes dark and indicating that he wasn't even surprised to see you there. 

But then he opened his mouth, "how th-"

"What the fuck?" You cut him before he talk, spitting your anger out, voice all husky and spiteful, extremely vulnerable at the same time.

"Who the fuck is that?" Your eyes burned from restraining tears roll down your cheeks.

"What happened with the other days when we literally spent time together? Yesterday, you just- we just- fuck, i- i thought you just said that you lo-"

You can't help but blubbering, can't even say the last word you meant from spilling out. It's too much.

The girl he was making out with tried to walk away, but he grabbed her wrist.

You scoffed, speechless.

Did he just stop her?

Sickeningly, he just walked by you as he made a way out while dragging her with him.

You swear you just felt so fucking dumbfounded. He didn't even say a word since earlier.

When you can't hold your tears back again, you break out and scream his name out. 

"LEE JENO!"

He looked back from his shoulder, but he still put the same blank expression in front of you before he chuckled.

"Well. Looks like i've got nothing to explain since you already saw it."

Still standing with the balled fists, you can't even talk as you were trying so hard to figure things out. Why the fuck did he do this? Did this to you?

"I believe you're capable enough to think with your little brain, princess."

Suddenly, the rain started to pouring again, leaving you all soaked up gradually.

He's giving you the nastiest smile he have ever showed you as he made his getaway with the girl and said,

"Wake the fuck up. I have never loved you."

―

And that's when you wake up from your dreams.

As your eyes fluttered, you felt tears running from the corner of your eyes, making your sideburns damp uncomfortably.

This fucking whole thing is a dream. A dream that's so real.

No wonder that all of it was happening so fast; and absurd.

Now you can't even think of jeno the same way anymore if you see him at work. 

You checked your phone. Of course it's december. You laughed bitterly at yourself when you realized you trapped with jeno in your dreams when it's fucking summer. You swear you can even feel the heat. It just felt so true.

You get up on your elbows then cursed under your breath before muttered to yourself, "never thought you'd love and hurt me at the same time."

And it's not even in the real world.

Is it better because it's just a dream? Or is it not because the real thing is even more an awful truth you need to accept?

That's when you realized that the meaning of impossible is literally as it is. It's the time for you to understand that both of you is poles apart, that he is different.

You'll never ever get him, and you need to forget him; as he might already forget you.

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Musical Acts

Week Ending January 15th, 2024

Taylor Swift

BTS +2

Lana Del Rey

Stray Kids -2

ENHYPEN

Ghost +3

My Chemical Romance

ATEEZ

SEVENTEEN +4

Joker Out +4

Fall Out Boy +4

NCT Dream +4

Käärijä -2

Lil Nas X

Will Wood and the Tapeworms +3

ITZY +8

Megan Thee Stallion +9

Lemon Demon -6

Ariana Grande

Harry Styles -1

The Mechanisms +2

NCT 127

æspa -6

IVE +6

David Bowie

The Beatles +6

Tomorrow X Together

Green Day -22

Le Sserafim -1

Red Velvet -5

TWICE +6

EXO

Queen -4

Insane Clown Posse -14

SHINee +4

Britney Spears

Dua Lipa

NewJeans -4

Paul McCartney

John Lennon

The number in italics indicates how many spots a title moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded titles weren’t on the list last week.

#music #01/15/2024 #ariana grande

[guillotinebypierre]

It was the night of the Melon Music Awards.

Award season was going strong and the Daesangs were passed around to the usual suspects, or so people thought.

This year things were different, very much so from the average year. This year there was one man, nay one phenomenon who had been sweeping the grand price at every award show he went to.

Y/n L/n, soloist under High Up Entertainment, whose only other noteworthy act was StayC.

Y/n, also known as the 4th gen IT boy, the nation's dream boy and many other, some of them not so PG, nicknames, had debuted this year and was on a streak of breaking records after records, earning him the title of "The Greatest Thing to Happen to Kpop since BTS"

The main appeal of Y/n was that he wasn't only self produced, an incredibly talented singer, songwriter and rapper, one of the best dancers in the industry according to a survey answered by idols in the industry, but also his ethereal visuals. Y/n stood out from the bunch due to his confidence, his height and his impeccable discography.

To many idols, both male and female, Y/n was the definition of crush material. And one of them specifically wanted to use today as an opportunity to finally claim the nation's IT boy as her own.

--3rd Person POV--

Yuna had been eyeing Y/n the whole night, some may even say the whole year. Ever since he debuted she was always talking about his music on Vlives, reposting herself listening to him on Instagram and so much more.

She knew she was wanted by damn near the whole industry and she knew she could have any of them, but none of them were Y/n L/n. None of them had what she truly needed, what she desired.

The night had been another one for the history books, with Y/n dropping another masterclass of a performance and sweeping yet another set of awards, but it was nearing the end.

"And the last award of the night, the award for the Album of The Year goes to......Y/n L/n!"

Soon after the announcer finished his speech confetti shot out on the stage. The camera pans towards a tall man, 20 years of age. He's wearing black a three piece suit, tailor made and exclusively designed for him by Dior, and a black Dior tie . His stance, his confidence, his fragrance, everything about him screams wealth and confidence. His handsome face shows a smile as he stands up and walks up to receive his award.

"I know you might be sick of seeing my face at this point and I'm sorry for that! I want to thank all my fans for everything they've done for me, coming from a smaller company I didn't really expect to achieve this level of fame yet but I am happy to give both me, our company and my lovely StayC sunbaenims more exposure! I want to thank Dior for making this outfit for me tonight and I want to thank everyone who streamed my music! I'll be releasing more next year so be tuned for that. Lastly, I'd like to thank all my peers, ranging from BTS, Red Velvet and TWICE sunbaenims, to NewJeans, IVE, Le Sserafim and Aespa and Itzy noonas for creating music. Your music is amazing and it definitely motivates me to continue making music myself! Please never stop because I love every single one of you! Thank you for another award and good night!"

And with that, Y/n left the stage while the whole building clapped for him. The groups mentioned, blushing while doing so, clapped even harder as they believed this would help them get closer to Y/n.

The night continued and after the event a party for all of the artists was held. To many, this meant drinking and letting lose but to others, it meant getting drunk and getting laid.

--Y/n POV--

I watched as my peers around me let lose a little. It was a nice sight to see if I'm honest. Most of them are way too stuck up due to companies putting bullshit rules on their dating lives and on their personalities. It was nice seeing them unfiltered for once.

Speaking of being comfortable, I finally got around to take off a bit of clothing. I had taken off my jacket and vest, leaving me only in my tie and dress shirt, of which I had rolled up the sleeves to get a bit more comfortable.

"Y/n congratulations on the win!~", a obviously drunk Karina told me as she went for a hug.

"Thank you so much Jimin. You and the girls were great during your performance, I loved your outfits", I replied while hugging her. Even with the strong smell of alcohol on her I still could smell her perfume.

"Thank you baby~ Say, how about we get out of here Y/nn? I really want to spend some time with you alone", Karina told me in a sultry tone.

"Rina I'm flattered but you're obviously drunk. How about I give you my number and we spend some time some other day when you're sober again?", I replied while holding her so that she didn't fall to the ground.

"Gladly~", she replied while giving me her phone.

I typed my number in and saved it before searching for her members and her manager. I looked around for a while before finding Winter and Giselle next to a sleeping NingNing. As I walked towards them Karina started hugging and snuggling up to my side, which made a certain blonde stare daggers into her head.

"Girls please help me with your drunk leader.", I started before dropping onto the couch next to NingNing.

"Oh~ Wha- Y/n? What are you doing here?", NingNing asked me, a bit startled.

"Sorry for waking you up Ning. I was looking for your manager because I think it would be better if you girls went home now.", I told her

Soon after that I spotted their manager appearing, seemingly out of nowhere and looking stressed.

"Manager-nim! Can we go home now? It's getting boring and Jimin had too much to drink already.", Giselle told their manager.

"Sure-" "

Y/nn I don't want to leave you yet~", Karina interrupted them while 'crying'. God knows why she started being cutesy but it was kinda working on me.

"Rina I promise I'll call you after I get home, we can definitely do something tomorrow but now it's better if you went home and slept for a bit.", I told Karina while holding her face forcing her to look me in the eyes.

It was as if she was in a trance and I'm not quite sure if she even heard me but all she said was "Ok" and with that Aespa said their goodbyes and left.

Now it was like before, I was alone and everyone else was having fun. Of course occasionally artists would come up to me and congratulate me. I was especially surprised and moved by Red Velvet and Twice appearing and thanking me for the words I said towards them, but also by Minji from NewJeans, who came up to me and asked me for my number while stuttering, which I found really cute.

However, it soon died down and with everyone being drunk I was about to leave until-

"Y/n wait up!", someone called me from behind.

"Yuna?", I stated questioningly before turning around.

"Wow you really know my voice that well?~ Am I your bias or how did you recognize me that easily?", the gorgeous blonde teased me.

"You are my bias, yeah, but I also noticed you staring at me a long time from that corner over there. Where you mustering up the courage to come up to me all that time?~", I teased her back which resulted in her becoming as red as a tomato.

"Y-Yah it's not my fault you're so intimidating. Doesn't help that you're that handsome either", She said while whispering the last part.

"Anyways, what's up Yuna? Why'd you call me?", I questioned her

"Ah right! You seemed really bored, just like me, so I wanted to ask if you'd like to do something? Drinking isn't really for me since and everyone else but you is damn near blackout drunk soooo", She said while looking up to me.

I smiled at her before agreeing to her offer, which seemingly flipped a switch in her as she now stared at me with lust and hunger in her eyes.

"What did you have in mind noona?", I asked her

"Aish I'm barely older than you, you can drop the honorifics Y/n", she replied while grabbing my hand and dragging me off.

It was dark and I barely couldn't see where we were going, the light only allowed me to see what was in front of me.

We soon reached a door and Yuna walked inside, the bright light startling me due to the contrast to the dark corridors of the venue. I soon realised that she took me to a bathroom and I then realised what kinda of activity Yuna had planned for us.

I turned around and took in her outfit. The lighting in the previous rooms had not done her any justice. It was as if Aphrodite herself had stepped down from heaven and was now reborn as Shin Yuna. She wore a short black dress, designed by Prada for her, matched with high heels that made her damn near 6 feet tall. She had a Louis Vuitton bag in her hand. Her make up was impeccable, it was natural while putting focus on her beautiful features and bringing them out even more. Her lips were full and glossy, natural in their colour and still so beautiful. Her big eyes stared at me, lust evident in them, while blonde hair fell over her shoulders and covered a bit of her forehead. She still still had fake tattoos on her arm from her group's performance. To put it simply, she was ethereal.

"Take a picture it'll last longer", She said, taking you out of your train of thought.

"I'm sorry for staring, you're just really gorgeous", I told her while walking up to her.

She smiled and closed the distance. Our faces were now centimeters apart from each other.

"I'm sure you know why I took you here, don't you big boy? I know you've been given enough prizes already but theres one right in front of you and she wants to be taken by you too." She said before finally closing the distance completely.

It was as if time stopped for a second, my brain was overstimulated due to her scent and the taste of her lips. They tasted sweeter than the sweetest cherries I had ever eaten and it was addicting. Our tongues battled for dominance and we both tried, and failed, to take each others clothes off while making out. I grabbed the straps of her dress and let them fall off her shoulders while she fumbled to get my tie off.

I helped her with taking my shirt and tie off while she took off the rest of her dress. After what felt like an eternity, we both reluctantly stopped kissing in order to catch our breath. I looked her, seeing her only in her bra and panties, while she stared at my abs and chest.

"Take a picture it'll last longer", I told her while smirking

"Shut up and kiss me you idiot", She replied while closing the distance again.

This time she jumped onto me, which gave me the message she wanted me to sit her on the sink. I carried her over and continued making out with Itzy's maknae. My hands found their way towards her waist, gripping it firmly, while her arms interlocked behind my neck, forcing my tongue, which was now inside her mouth, even deeper down her throat. I removed one hand from her waist and expertly took off my belt in one swift motion, letting my pants drop to the floor.

We broke off our kissing and I looked at the goddess in front of me. Her lips were swollen, her eyes dripping with lust and her breathing rapid and uneven.

"I want to taste you.", I told her assertively.

She didn't respond but instead looked me in the eyes, practically begging me to do so, so I did.

I took off her bra and started working on her breasts. I sucked on the skin around them before moving onto the nipples. I played with one of them while sucking the other and vice versa, always making sure to threat them equally. I felt her look at me which made me assume Yuna looked down on me, probably smiling and taking a mental picture of the situation. I knew of her crush on me, the girl wasn't hiding it very well and I'm not stupid nor oblivious, but I can say that I was surprised of her courage to shoot her shot like this.

I continued moving down, liking up and down her toned, flat stomach before making my way to the main dish. She wore black semi see through panties and I quickly noticed that they were damp. I teased her a bit by kissing around her core, licking her inner thighs and biting the flesh, before diving in and pressing my tongue on her clothed vagina. She threw her head back and it was in that moment that I realized that her panties were not damp, they were soaked. I took them off with my teeth, sliding them down to her legs before raised them in order for me to take them off completely. I looked at her pussy. The scent was driving me crazy. It looked freshly shaven and, just as anyone with more than one functioning brain cell could've guessed, was very clean too. I didn't want to waste more time and dove in tongue first. I liked around her outer labia while making circles with my thumb on her erect clit. Yuna was in heaven as far as I could tell based one her moans and how hard she was gripping my hair, so I decided to add even more stimulation. I stuck my tongue inside her wet core, tongue fucking her while continuously playing with her clit and now also her nipples. After a while I switched it up, latching my mouth onto her clit before sticking two fingers inside her and fingering her. Soon enough she came, or rather erupted, as she squirted all over my face and onto the floor behind me. She looked satisfied, however I wasn't finished, so I continued eating her out and it seemed like the stimulation was too much for her sensitive body as she came again soon after, violently shanking and moaning before spraying her sweet nectar on me again.

I stood up and took off the final piece of clothing, my underwear, before taking a few tissues and cleaning my face.

Yuna looked down at me and her eyes widened after laying eyes on my dick before slowly getting off the sink and sinking down to her knees.

She took me into her mouth, trying to fit as much as she could into her before sucking on the tip. She looked up at me, still with lust, while bobbing her head up and down on my member. The bathroom was now filled with gagging and slurping noised as the blonde continued reciprocating the energy I just gave her and sucking me off. She slowly but surely took in inch after inch before going back up and gasping for air. Yuna stroked my cock, which was now completely coated in a thick layer of saliva, before getting up and bending over the sink and swaying her ass at me.

"I think that was enough foreplay, please get over here for the main course Y/n. Claim your prize."

I walked over and positioned myself behind her, however, before entering, I had an idea. I grabbed my tie from the floor and tied Yuna's hands behind her back, using my accessory as a makeshift handcuff, before penetrating her petite body. The bathroom was once again filled witg a loud moan, this time coming from both of us an a kind of perverse harmony. It was as if time stopped again. I felt every fiber, every muscle contracting on my dick. It was as tight as our schedule and as hot as magma. Yuna's pussy felt like heaven and it took everything I had in me to not cum inside her that second. I stayed still for a second, giving her time to adjust to my size before finally fucking her. I thrusted deep, hard and fast into her, fucking as if it was the last day on earth. With every thrust I felt her pussy clench around my dick and I saw her ass jiggle. With every thrust her moans reached a higher pitch, reaching octaves that she didn't even reach in the studio. With every thrust I felt the knot in my stomach growing bigger and bigger, I felt that familiar sensation boiling up and coming to a climax. With every thrust I saw Yuna's mouth hanging open wider and wider, more and more drool dripping out of her mouth. With every thrust her eyes rolled further and further into her skull. Her hands had gone limp, hands which she could've used for support had they not been tied up. All of this culminated into a climax, a climax as hard as either of us had every climaxed before, with Yuna clenching so hard around me that it was borderline impossible for me to go out of her again, before violently shaking again and dropping with her face down onto the sink. I continued thrusting throughout her climax and just as I felt the knot in my stomach about to explode I looked her into her eyes and they told me one thing- to not pull out.

So that exactly what I did. With one last thrust I buried myself as deep as I could inside her before finally releasing all of my semen into Shin Yuna's womb. Thick spurt after thick spurt shot out of my dick, coating her insides in a layer of cum, so much so that it started dripping down her thighs. I stayed inside her for a bit before finally pulling out, exhausted but still hard.

Still unsatisfied I picked Yuna up, holding her from beneath her thighs while having her back turned to him. I walked in front of the mirrors before entering Yuna again, making her release a long drawn out moan. I continued pistoling in and out of her like me life depended on it, making sure she could see her lewd expression on the mirror before slowly but surely feeling myself come to a climax again. I continued fucking her, slowing down a bit but thrusting harder than before until Yuna came, squirting onto the mirrors in front of her. Her head dropped down in exhaustion and a few seconds after I came inside her for the second time this night. I emptied out my semen before placing the exhausted girl down on the floor, seeing as a puddle of my cum was slowly building due to it overflowing or rather flowing out of her.

Yuna was breathing heavily, barely being able to hold herself upright before speaking for the first time in forever-

"We aren't done yet. I still need your cum in my mouth.", She told, no she demanded of me.

Yuna crawled towards me before taking my semi hard dick into her mouth, tasting a mixture of our cum. She licked around the tip, this time being unable to both support herself and stroke me due to her hands being tied up. She gagged on my cock, going further and further down each time, almost trying to increase her depth with each lick. I felt her throat tightening around me, making me feel things I had never felt before. She continued bobbing her head up and down until I decided that I had enough and took the lead myself. I grabbed both sides of her head and started throat fucking Yuna. The gagging got louder and Yuna got wetter. From where I was standing I could make out the shape of a smile forming onto her face. I continued bucking my hips back and forth, reaching further and further with each thrust until, for the third time that night, I felt my orgasm inching closer and closer. My thrusts became sloppier, my grip on Yuna's hair loosened and soon, with one last throb, my dick came undone in Yuna again, this time coating her throat in thick, white, hot, sticky spurts of cum.

I stayed inside her for a while, giving enough room to breathe but also making sure she kept all of my cum inside her mouth, until finally backing off and looking at what I had done to her. Her make up ruined, her chin coated in saliva and precum, between her legs was a puddle of my semen and her cum and our clothes were scattered around the bathroom. The sink was wet, the mirrors were foggy and still had her squirt on them and my pants were soaked in her juices. I looked at her and she innocently looked back, smiling sweetly before standing up and cleaning herself.

We both put our clothes back on before she walked, or rather limped, back to her members. The party was surprisingly still on going, however, it was more than appropriate for me to leave. I looked back at Yuna, bowing towards her members before seeing her wink at me and soon I left the party. I got into my car, asking my manager to drive me back to my house before checking my phone, seeing two new messages.

unknown number

>hi Y/nn. I hope you had fun, I already miss having you inside me baby. I got your number from Jihyo unnie, hope you don't mind. Feel free to call me if you want to 'spend some time' together again ;) I feel so full right now, thank you for your nutritious meal.

See you soon handsome~ xoxo -Yuna

'This girl will be the death of me', I muttered while throwing my head back. I quickly replied to her before looking at the second message.

Rina Noona❤️

>Y/nn~ I think you can tell who this is based on the name I put but I got home and I'm feeling better already. Please text me once you get home, or call me. No matter the time I'll pick up. I really want to hear your voice again baby~ I'll definitely hold you up to that offer too because I always get what I want and you just happen to be first place on my wishlist right now. Don't forget to hit me up or I'll be sad :(

xoxo your -your favourite Idol in the whole wide world.

...To be continued

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#kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpopfap

[crimson0lake]

BSD: One Time Sanity

Prologue: The start of a new era

Warnings: blood, guns, wounds, corpses, knives, alcohol, underage drinking, gangs, mafias, bullets, swears

A.n: sorry that it took a while but here's the prologue!

Word count: 1.771

"Those self inflicted 'mafıas' started to get on my nerves"

The raven haired boy spoke with a stern hush while taking another sip from his glass of liquor in his hands.

The bullets and blood had decorating the night city.

Once a silent and calm city had filled with groups of people who are fighting to someone very silly like to get the one rule the city after the biggest 'mafia's fall.

Night breeze blowing between the buildings and alleys. The Velvet Night in Yokohama. There was a mysterious air around the city..

A bar, where the two boys are sitting, hidden from sight but still reachable for who's looking for it. Hiding a deep secret and a deep bond in its walls. Holding many memories, hopes and dreams more than anyone could imagine.

"You are talking like we can do something about it now. There's more then 50 gangs across the country"

Other boy replied as he spins the liquor in the glass he holds.

"I don't care about that part but don't you think they are getting to comfortable and confident, Hirotsu?"

Raven haired boy spoke with a smirk as his friend sighed.

"That's another thing. They are indeed getting closer but I rather drink a whole bottle of liquor than go and deal with those egoist yet stupid people."

"I have nothing against your words but I still can't forget how you get rejected by that girl 3 days ago~"

"HEY!! You said you would stop, bastard!"

"How can I stop?? It was soo funny!"

Raven haired boy laughs and holds his stomach before speaking in a more feminine tone to mock Hirotsu who was red with embarrassed and irritated with his friend.

" 'I don't like black haired boys and you are quite ugly' HHAHAAHAH, the look on your face was priceless!!"

Black haired boy stands up before smacking his friend's head angrily.

"Haha! Weren't you the one who got rejected by total of 25 girls last week?"

"Why did you count all of that????"

The two boys conversation cut off with a sigh from the young adult bartender as he cleaned the glass in his hands with a towel.

The small bar was smell like all kinds of alcohol. Clean and new wallpapers were peeling off due to moisture.

"You two acting like you weren't just cornered by a gang just hours ago. I sometimes wonder why can't you two stay in your seats at least once, I'm tired of saving your ass'.."

"What we can say, Lupin? We need to be active to hold the title of 'stray dogs'~" Hirotsu shrugged as he drink the glass of liquor left in his glass in one go.

By the bartender man sigh and rub his temples, raven haired boy chuckled before turning to his friends. "It's not like we can possibly do something, right Lewis?"

"Yes, like two young and innocent boys like us can go against those delinquents.." Lewis confirm his friends statement before he pour more liquor in his glass with a small dark smirk.

Both of the young boys chuckled to themselves while the bartender was nervous till soon the realisation hit him.

"No! My answer is no and neither you guys are going to do what you are thinking! I can figure it out what you guys thinking by your expressions after all these years!!"

"Ah, don't be a spoilsport now! It would be fun!"

"Dancing with death isn't fun! You guys going to be in more chaos than you are already in!"

"Double trouble means double black! That's why we are called double black in the first place!!"

"That's just a title given you two by some coward, who lived enough to tell his story! What would happen if the goverment had heard about it then? They would had you two's heads!!"

"If they fear us, why this is our fault?! We haven't done anything to them yet! That doesn't make sense!!"

"It doesn't need to make sense!! They are scared of power and you two have too much than enough of that kind of power already!"

Lewis chuckled amusedly before holding his glass up and spinning the liquor in it a bit while he listen the two males argue. "In this topic, Lupin is right. Even though we are powerful, we are still naive and young."

The pitch black haired boy turned to his friend with confusion, flustration, and a small bit of betrayal while the bartender sigh and nod with a small hint of proudness and small relief, thinking the two boys finally give up on that dream.

"... But..."

The two of them pause as the raven haired boy turned to them with a innocent looking faux smile. "It's the era of gangs. We may increase our safety rate if we were in a gang. A powerful one"

"That could work out, but what if someone learns about you two's abilities? They would find you even in underground! Do you two forget what they done to that immortal?" Lupin said as he put his hands down on the counter with a distress.

"Then Wonderland can hide us."

"What if they killed one of you?!"

"But you won't let them, Lupin"

"You can't see every possiblity, Lewis! There would be alwasy a chance of a possiblity you never seen to come true!"

"In that scenario that's where I'm joining" Hirotsu add with a chuckle as the two boys look at each other and laugh under their breath of how much their friend was stressing over some thing this small.

They see this as a game, a winning game. While Lupin was distressing and anxious for the two careless boys... and his job.

Hirotsu rises his glass in air, breaking the silence with clearing his throat. "Then lets rise our drinks for the Port Harbor Gang!"

Raven haired boy turns around while holding his laugh back barely. "I could have take you serious if it wasn't for the flower patels on your hair-"

"Yeah, yeah.. Wait- FLOWER WHATS??"

Raven haired boy coudn't hold back his laughter more and laughed mockingly to his friend's attempt of cleaning the flower patels on his head.. 'Hirotsu would be very mad when he find out I put more in his hat and in his clothes..' Lewis think while still laughing his ass off. Even small tears had start to form corner of his eyes from how hard he was laughing.

"Lewis, YOU LITTLE-!"

Lupin take a deep breath while the two boys mess with each other. 'Why do I feel this is going to end up with blood again?' he thought while putting the last glass cup he just finished cleaning.

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'So this is the place where boss wanted me to meet with those important men' gravity manipulator thought as he entered the empty valley.

The grass was vey short and there wasn't any trees within the next few km.

Chuuya thought as he start to walk towards a big plane which seemed to landed on the valley not so long ago. The short grass under the plane slowly leaned towards ground with the weight on it. 'They seem to be already here, huh. Well with the information given to me, the documents they have is pretty secret. In that case, if we take the danger and risk they take by coming to Yokohama, this kinds of missions that are hidden from other executives are pretty understandable'

He stopped in front of the stairs and started to slowly walk up 'Still, it's pretty quiet...'

Chuuya stopped in front of the plane's door before taking a deep breath and knocking two times then after a second later three times more before stepping a few steps back.

Yet no sound or movement comes from the door. Chuuya knocks two times then three times more before taking a few steps back again. 'They should have get the code by now' he thought.

He waited a few minutes more before activating his ability and opening the door of the plane himself.

"Hello, I'm Nakahara Chuuya. I'm in the position who would take you to the Port Mafia ba-... What the fuck-.."

His words stuck in his throat upon seeing the sight in front of him. Blood everywhere, the wines and alcohols that are taken out to drink was broken. Some of the glass pieces stuck on the corpses, some of them on walls, floors, and the luxurious seats.

Bodies of the men and their body guardians were laying there and there. Some of their throats broken and ripped apart while some of them had food and cutting knifes stabbed in their body multiple times.

Some of their chins broken, gun shot wounds open and dripping blood from the open holes the bullets caused.

Chuuya take a deep breath before approaching the bodies the investigate and check if there was anything left he didn't see.

Chuuya was disgusted and disturbed slightly from inside due the state of corpses but the thing thats make Chuuya more disturbed was that there was a drawing on the empty wall of the plane where a painting was stayed not so long ago.

It was almost the same as the scars appear on his body the time he uses corrouption.

The sight of the drawing was making his breath stuck in his throat and awakening the memories he doesn't want to remember. He tried to take deep breaths but his breath seemed to turned against him.

'Someone knew...' he thought as he takes a step back instinctively. He felt like he was in a nightmare from long time ago that he didn't remembered.

The words written with a weird liquid didn't chance the fact it was almost calling for him, or the thing inside him..

He got out of the plane to get some air and called an investigation team, only to see there were no signals here. He had no choice but to run down the path he used to come up here.

Chuuya cursed under his breath while rushing towards the path he used to come to the valley. The sentence written on the wall was still lingering in his mind as he ran down the woods to find a signal. In deep down he was still nervous about the drawing and the words written there but now feeling a bit relieved that he was away from that memory.

.

.

"Hide the secrets, hide the lies, don't let them see

Real play is now starting, prepare the weapons, soldiers

Real ruler is returning, Lets see how much more you can hide"

#bsd #bsd fandom #bsd atsushi #bsd au #bsd comic #bungou stray dogs #bsd yosano #bsd dazai #bsd fanfic #bsd chuuya #bsd port mafia #port mafia #armed detective agency #bsd One Time Sanity #bungou stray dogs fukuzawa #bungou stray dogs fanart #bungou stray dogs fanfic #bungou stray dogs fyodor #bungou stray dogs fluff #bsd art #bsd thoughts #bsd fanart #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bungo stray dogs #bsd nakahara chuuya #bungou stray dogs chuuya #bsd paul verlaine #bsd blog #bungo stray dogs fandom

[kairiscorner]

PLSS DO ONE WHERE READER INTRODUCES MIGUEL TO KPOP LIKEEE this man definitely has loona on his workout playlist 💯💯💯🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

HELLO !! ok disclaimer: i'm not really that well-versed in kpop, so i had to ask help from my friends and kinda combined theirs and my opinions together, so sorry if it's jumbled and ooc, i tried :')))

introducing him to kpop – miguel o'hara x reader headcanons and blurbs

"what am i listening to?" he asked you as he looked at you with a perplexed expression as he listened to the beginning of the song russian roulette by red velvet. he didn't take the headphones off, but he didn't fully comprehend what exactly he was listening to. "it's k-pop." "ok, and why does it sound like a cotton candy fever dream?" he asked you as you chuckled aloud, knowing what the lyrics really meant. "it... it's part of the appeal." you said as miguel sighed and sat back as he listened to the song. you swore he swayed his head a little as he listened to the song; and you might've, sort've caught him on camera doing it.

miguel only agreed to listen to kpop because you wouldn't stop bugging him about it, like you and lyla keep streaming newjeans songs (FUCK YEAHHHH) and they just become an earworm for him 😭😭😭

he probably unironically likes supershy and it's his deepest, darkest secret.

why do i see him playing 'attention' while working out what, he blasts that while he's at the gym, ignoring everyone else and........ maybe hoping to get your attention (haha kairi's a shitty comedian)

the song's lyrics and melody are the only things filling his ears right now, the calls and greetings of the spider people in the gym are being tuned out by the song as miguel lifts a couple of weights. peter b walks over with mayday on his chest, the redhead babbling and trying to call for her 'tio miguel' as her father keeps rambling to him about his dad bod and proposing an idea to make a playpen for the spider babies when the spider parents aren't around; but miguel can't even hear either of them--he's too engrossed in the song and hoping that he'd not only go away, but that somebody's attention would be captured from his exercising. hopefully.

when 'paint the town' comes on his playlist while working out HE GETS IN THE ZONE; NOBODY CAN RIP HIM AWAY FROM HIS WEIGHTS

the only reason he likes boy with luv is because of how cute you are when you sing along to it :>

imagine him listening to life goes on while looking back at memories of him and gabriella (•‿•)

he can't stop the tears from falling; he knows it's a kpop song sung by really flashy guys who many people all over the world adore, that it usually wouldn't be something to bring him to tears, but... the message is conflicting with his emotions.

as he watches his daughter come back to life through the videos and photos they had together, though the stinging feeling that she's gone–that he can never hold her nor speak to her again, and can only see her in his dreams–won't leave him alone. the song's lyrics, after he understood the translation of it, made him feel a little achy, but it also helped him feel a little relieved, in a way?

"life goes on..." he read the title aloud as he tasted the salty tears rolling down to his lips as he blinked them back, seeing the distorted image of his daughter as he watched the video of the two of them at a soccer field after her big win. even without her, miguel still lived; life... went on.

though he couldn't understand why he lived when his daughter should've been given a full life ahead of her, he lived. and because he lived, his life will go on, with or without her–but he refuses to live another day without thinking of her his beloved daughter, and... apologizing for being the reason her life didn't continue, her life couldn't go on because his did.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @fiannee @fictarian @yuridopted0 @arachnoia @meeom @ophanimgold @melovetitties @popeheywardssecretgf

#miguel o'hara #migurl o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara fanfiction #miguel o'hara fluff #spiderman 2099 #atsv #atsv fluff #atsv imagines #atsv miguel #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse fluff

[myers-meadow]

Dance of Fate: Gaunter O'Dimm x reader

Title: Dance of fate

Pairing: Gaunter O'Dimm x reader

Summary: On Valentine's Day, you receive a mysterious message from Gaunter, who invites you to spend the evening together. A date, he promises. Yet, there's quite a bit he didn't promise you. What motivations could a man like him have for taking such interest in a mortal?

Warnings: none.

Wordcount: 744

For @gauntermetaverse, who inspired this after the very, very kind gift that still haunts my dreams <3.

divider by saradika-graphics.

His words echo in your head. Even when the meaning of them seems straightforward, you know you have to take them apart and not take anything at face value. Who knows what adder is hiding in the grass when it comes to him. And this was... special. An invitation for a date, on Valentine's Day. Despite the nervousness in the pit of your stomach, how could you ever refuse?

The evening came. Questions about what tonight could have in store for you make way for a new reality as you blink and find yourself somewhere you don't know. Magically transported to another place, or perhaps to another plane of existence altogether. Your feet rest on grass, wind caresses your cheeks and pulls at your hair. To your right, there is a cliff of stone, and underneath it; a coast. The sea turns orange and red as the sun sinks below the horizon. In the distance you see other cliffs, white, regal and still, as if haphazardly carved from marble. A few seagulls screech in the air above. You can't place where you are, but somehow it feels like something from your childhood, hauntingly familiar. Would this be where you'd finally meet the man who has quietly dwelled in your heart for so long?

"How nice of you to join me." He speaks gently, but still it makes you startle. Looking inland, you see him, hands clasped, standing a few metres away. Beside him, lays a checkered blanket. He's prepared an actual date, you think with surprise. Somehow you didn't think he'd follow those mortal conventions, of having a picnic date.

"Thank you for the invitation," you counter, stepping closer to him.

"Shall we?" he gestures to the blanket and sits down, legs crossed. Somewhere behind him is a basket (did he just conjure it up?), he reaches in and retrieves a bottle of wine and two glasses. You sink down next to him. The blanket is rough as you lean on your palms. The sensation grounds you. Is this place real? You pluck a few blades of grass and examine them closer. They seem real enough. Fall apart between your fingers as you tear off piece by piece, before discarding it and turning your intention back to the man in front of you.

"Where is this place?"

"Somewhere I thought you'd like. I said it'd be somewhere quiet, did I not?"

"I imagined your realm to be more... hm, sinister?"

Gaunter laughs. He sets the glasses down, it's a little wobbly on the blanket, so you reach out to hold them steady. He uncorks the bottle with a satisfying pop. Wine pours in the glasses, a deep red. Each taking one of the glasses, they clink together in a silent toast, and you take a sip. The sourness quickly makes way for a deep velvet aftertaste. A moment passes. The atmosphere is calm, yet you get the sense Gaunter, who took you here, has barely hidden intentions hidden beneath the amicable surface. You shift to a more comfortable position and look out over the sea.

"I was rather surprised by your message. What made you think to invite me? Especially on a day like Valentine's?"

"It seemed only fitting to have a proper moment, just the two of us. Don't you agree?" He takes a moment. A glimmer in his eye makes you pause. "After all, it was you who took such a liking to me, in a way."

You hum, your fingers again reaching to pluck at the grass. 

He easily picks up on your discomfort. "Nothing to be embarrassed about! I'm flattered."

"Of course you are," you huff, yet you can't suppress a grin.

He takes another sip of wine, swirling it around in his glass as he regards you. His gaze pierces soul-deep. "My invitation has more  than one reason, frankly. First; I just wanted to meet you, in person. To offer you a glint of the very real powers I possess, of the possibilities I could turn into reality. And second; I'd like to tempt you."

You cock your head to the side, to tell him to keep going.

He sets down his glass, fingers walking their way over to your knee, tapping it lightly. "Who would I be not to try and make a deal with someone as delightful as you? What do you say? Any life-long wishes I could make true for you? Surely you've considered it before."

#gaunter o'dimm #gaunter o'dimm x reader #gaunter o'dimm x you #gaunter odimm #the witcher 3 fanfiction #the witcher 3 wild hunt #gaunter odimm x reader #gaunter odimm x you #the witcher 3 #witcher 3 #tw3 #meadow's writing #writing hasnt come easy the past months... it feels like my writing style is changing. very interesting! #there are a few other little pieces I've started for O'Dimm and I hope to finish those sometime soon too! #but sadly i cant promise anything; for writing is a fickle beast and we are not always good friends ;;

[cinnamonrollsledge]

Here's a little fanmix for marinating in your feelings about these two...

Contains:

Some newer songs, some older songs- including ones from their era

Themes of pining, unrequited feelings, semi-requited feelings, jealousy

Track List Below:

Soar (Main Title Theme from 'Masters of the Air') - Blake Neely

I've Got You Under My Skin - Frank Sinatra

I'm With You - Vance Joy

Can't Take My Eyes Off You - Frankie Valli

Disco - Surf Curse

I Only Want to Be With You - Dusty Springfield

Reach Out I'll Be There - Four Tops

Blue Skies - Frank Sinatra, Tommy Dorsey Orchestra

Guilty - Al Bowlly, Ray Noble & His Orchestra

Real Love Baby - Father John Misty

My Buddy - Harry James, Frank Sinatra

My Dearest Darling - Etta James

Any Old Time - Artie Shaw, Billie Holiday

These Arms of Mine - Otis Redding

Fallingforyou - The 1975

Crazy He Calls Me - Billie Holiday

Affection - Cigarettes After Sex

Once More to See You - Mitski

Everything in You - Adventure Time, Half Shy

If I Had You - Margaret Whiting

Over My Head - Fleetwood Mac

Pale Blue Eyes - The Velvet Underground

Somethin' Stupid - Frank Sinatra, Nancy Sinatra

Feather - X Ambassadors

Maps - Yeah Yeah Yeahs

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

If You Were Mine - Etta Jones

Dionne - The Japanese House, Justin Vernon

There I Go - Vaughn Monroe

Baby I Need Your Loving - Four Tops

So Help Me - Mildred Bailey

I Look at You - Johnny Mathis

Jolene - Dolly Parton

Darn That Dream - Benny Goodman, Mildred Bailey

What Am I Here For - Jade Bird

My Heart Keeps Cryin' - Dorothy Lamour

Standing In The Shadows of Love - Four Tops

All I Could Do Was Cry - Etta James

Long Long Time - Linda Ronstadt

Going Home (End Titles from 'Masters of the Air') - Blake Neely

#buck x bucky #bucky x buck #gale cleven #buck cleven #john egan #bucky egan #masters of the air #mota #hbo war #Spotify #mine #clegan #mine: fanmix

[ludicleaf]

since my ao3 account has been severely inactive recently, i now present excerpts from wips and abandoned works for your enjoyment (and my sanity)

1. based off the outer-space game citizen sleeper, where the main character is an android (aka machina) that runs away from their manufacturing facility

2. skzflix, but through jeongin's eyes; this is the unidentified dialogue from the very beginning

3. "the bell tree"! think of the books anne of green gables, little women, and sound of music~ actually, the vibes of this fic are quite similar to velvet atop white linen

4. jaded personality dance-racha centric. the title for this one is actually "see in rose, dress in purple, stain them red". can i give you context to this scene? no. all i know is that they have no memory of what happened the night before except for a Mutual Weird Dream they all had

#ei's ficprivy #言葉

[blue-jisungs]

your moots as songs go!!

GOSH I REALLY WANTED TO DO THAY BUT NOW THAT I REALLY GOT IT IM SWEATING ITS SO HARD LMAO OKAY LETS GO (it took so long help)

zanna @slytherinshua would be ‘happy fools’ by txt ft coi leray!! deposite the goofy title you’re so happy and being such a positive vibe just like the song!! well, i do feel like a happy fool while texting u bc you just bring the best in me and we r VIBING!! n screaming over txt. or minhyun. just doing our thing teehee

coco @enluv 'blockbuster' by enha fr yeonjun!! i remember when i first heard the song i just felt so positively pumped with energy (well i still do) and that’s how i feel whenever we interact!! you have those rockstar girlboss vibes just like the song fr!!! and ans i will never get rid of it (the song. and you!!) coaxe on top btw 🫡

ola @l3visbby 'mirror mirror' by milli, changbin and f.hero AND YK WJYYY. the power the song has. like!!! god!! and it screams girlboss. and you, mother, are certainly a girlboss. you're the freakin' savage yes you are

roxie @mirxzii ... 'home;run' by svt!!! i love this song sm you dont even know but its so... hyping. encourages me to do my best and be my self. and so do you!!! roxie you're inspirational and spread positivity just like this song <3

yena @fairyhaos 'fearless' by svt. besides the song being a musical masterpiece (the chours give me goosebumps istg), the dive into lyrics never fails to amaze me. the wordplay, the connections with 'fear', the overall written genius... chefs kiss. just like u!!! and your writing too!!!

skye @etherealyoungk 'fighting' by BSS ft lee youngji!!!! you're so positive and always spread good energy, encouraging me to keep fighting even if u donr realise that muahaha!!!

kimchi @planetkiimchi i had a struggle tbh but eventally id go for 'fire alarm' by nct dream. its hyping n energetic, just like you. and a little mischevious lmao but you give me that vibe (in a good way i swear)

@crxzs angie you're 'billy poco' by enhypen <3 LMFAO UFIEHAVCOJAQ yeah!!! I LOVE THE SONG THO ITS SO GOOFY BUT NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME SMILE, JUST LIKE U!!!!

noelle @icyminghao 'boomboom' by svt!! its so catchy, you just listen to the song n vibe. and thats how i feel chatting with you!!! just fun, giggling n feeling like exploding from chuckles so quite literally, you got me like boomboom

rania @wheeboo 'happiness' by red velvet. also is this weirdly specifiic, idk, but you do give me red velvet vibes. but its a silly goofy song, reminds me of summer, good vibes and well, happiness.. just like you <3

@malarign 'przez twe oczy zielone' by akcent NAUR IM KIDDING IM SORRY joo! 'gotta get back' by p1harmony ft pink sweat$ !! idk why its just such a soft, cute song and it screams cosy vibes. so, exactly like you :D

nia... @rubywonu !! 'darl+ing' by svt :D ignoring thr lyrics hmh,, ha! but no, i really love this song its so calm and perfect to listen, chill. and earns a giggle or two from me bc im so whipped but hey!! you have that effect on me too <//3 and and you're so cozy too (i hope that makes sense lol)

hana @wqnwoos i’m sorry i can’t explain it fully but ‘attack on bangtan’ by bts. it’s just!!!! i always get so buzzed when i hear it so i it’s the same when we talk so that’s that hehe

@ylliris-hanniehae ylli!! id say ‘left and right’ by charlie puth ft jk!!! it’s such a silly but lovely song, i can never get tired of it… just like talking to you 🫵

#axe’s fun corner

[withoutyouimsaskia]

Remember Me, Special Dreams

Part XXI.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 | Part 23 | Part 24 | Part 25

GIF: Originally posted by @mimisempai

Summary: Self-insert. You're having trouble with recurring night terrors and Morpheus pays you a visit. (Title from the lyrics of Placebo’s Special Needs)

Warnings: language, angst, mentions of night terrors.

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Hello there dearest readers. I’m back! I hope the festive period was kind to you all and that you are doing well. It’s all about to happen in this chapter (why not start off 2023 with a bang, right?) Would love to know how you are and your thoughts. All my love, Saskia ❤️  

Sandman Masterlist

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You breathe a sigh of relief upon leaving the supermarket. It had become a little crowded in there towards the end. Seemingly, some people didn't value personal space like you did and it had made you feel vulnerable having that kind of proximity to total strangers.

The cool autumn air is soothing and the sound of the carpet of crinkly leaves underfoot is so much better than the beeping of tills, the whirring of refrigerator cabinets and the hubbub of chatter.

You pause for a moment to the side of the sliding doors to swing your backpack up onto your shoulders and set a jute tote bag in your right hand. You take a couple of steps to the edge of the pavement, looking left and right with the intention of crossing the road.

That's when you see him.

Morpheus.

Standing on the opposite side of street. Looking right at you.

You react in the same way as you had done the first time you had met. Blinking several times, believing that you are simply imagining. But you’re not.

He's wearing a different coat but it's definitely him.

You move towards him like warm air being drawn to a cold pane of glass. Inexorably. You stop in front of him. His face is so perfect in the early afternoon sunlight. Your attraction to him reignites with fierceness.

“Hello, Y/N.” 

How you had missed that velvet voice.

A mischievous grin pulls your lips up. “I would ask if I'm dreaming but we both know that I can't actually do that anymore.”

“You haven't changed, Y/N,” he says with bemusement.

“You have.” You gesture to his apparel. "New coat?"

"It is more suitable for blending in when in the public domain."

"I see.” You smile again at his practical approach before adding, “It looks good on you."

You adjust one of the straps on your backpack with your free hand. 

"I trust you are well, Y/N."

Emotions of guilt, regret, and longing break through your initial feelings of excitement and begin to cycle through your mind on a fast-playing loop.

"I've been alright, keeping busy," you let the sentence trail off.

The stoic expression on his face worries you.

“Are you okay, Morpheus? Has something happened for you to come here?”

“All is well. Lucienne suggested that I should… enquire after your wellbeing.”

“Oh. That's very sweet. Please pass my best wishes to her.”

“I will.”

Your feet suddenly become very interesting.

"When you say you have been busy, may I ask for more details?"

His question is unexpected; you stumble internally.

"Sure, but, um, can I ask if we could walk while we talk?” You peer at your groceries. “I’ve just been to the shop and there are some things that need to go in my fridge."

“Of course.”

“Great. Um, shall we?” You incline your head in the direction that you need to take.

Before you can begin to walk, Morpheus goes to take the bag from your hand.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to -”

Ever so gently, he slips it from your grasp.

“I insist.”

Now free of your load, you dig your hands into the pockets of your red quilted jacket and start to walk at a semi-brisk pace to keep up with his long legs.

“What do you want to know?”

“As much as you are comfortable with sharing.”

“Right. Well... I changed jobs to go to a less corporate company, and I’m starting to make friends there. Got back into artistic pursuits. Adopted a cat.”

"A cat?”

“What can I say, they're a great companion; cuddly, affectionate, quiet, introverted like me. The whole package.”

“I am pleased for you. It sounds as if you have made a number of beneficial decisions to improve your waking life.”

The reference Morpheus is making and the measured tone of his voice brings your guilt to front and centre.

“I'm sorry about what I said that night. About wanting to go back to my ‘real life’. Having another life in my dreams was a gift. It provided for me in ways that my hours awake were lacking in. I was lonely and you made me feel so welcome and cared for. I didn’t want to leave you. I was just so afraid of hurting people, hurting the Dreaming. I only said it because I couldn't think of how else to get you to agree.”

He looks straight ahead. “I see.”

“Are you mad at me?” You stare at his profile, a stifling burn threatening to close off your throat and spill tears from your eyes.

“No,” he says, meeting your wobbling gaze. “You put the needs of others ahead of yourself. I could not hold a decision like that in contempt.”

There is nothing you can think to say in response so you become quiet. After a couple more minutes of walking, you reach your house and stop at the top of the path that leads to the front door.

“Do you want to come inside?”

He nods once and you pull your keys from your pocket in readiness before making the short journey down the line of stone slabs. Once inside, you remove your outdoor clothes and shoes and take back the bag from Morpheus.

A loud mew sounds from just behind the internal door.

You grin. “Brace yourself.”

As soon as you open the door, you are greeted by a rush of black fur. You are immediately crouching down to let him sniff you and to give him a fuss.

“Morpheus, this is Neo.”

You giggle internally. All you are missing now is Trinity.

Neo moves on from you and begins to wind himself between Morpheus’ legs, rubbing his cheeks affectionately against every part of him that he can reach. Morpheus copies your stance and holds out his hands. Neo bumps into them both in turn before allowing your companion to stroke the back of his head.

Your cat’s green eyes fall closed and he begins to purr.

“I think he likes you,” you comment.

Eventually contented with the amount of fuss given, Neo clambers up onto the window ledge and assumes a sentry position.

You move into the kitchen and begin to scurry about the room, storing food in various locations, emulating a squirrel stashing acorns.

Morpheus hovers in the doorway looking like a lost child.

You finally get round to host duties.

“Can I get you anything? Tea, water?”

“No, thank you.”

“Okay.” 

You want tea so you fill your kettle to the minimum line and start it heating. You use the interval to gather the remaining objects you require. All this activity is great for alleviating your nervous energy but only seems to fuel Morpheus’. You notice it in your peripheral vision as you return the milk bottle to the fridge.

“There's something on your mind, Morpheus,” you state.

He feigns innocence.

You give him a knowing look and blow on your tea.

He gives in when you speak his name.

“Before, when I said that Lucienne had sent me, it was not entirely true. I didn't give you the context. I am here because there is something I need to say.”

You sip your drink quietly as he composes himself.

“I have been haunted by how things ended that night. I swore to protect you and instead I failed you.”

“It’s not your fault.”

He closes his eyes and is silent for a moment. “What is it like to sleep without dreaming?”

“It was disorientating at first. I could usually gauge how much sleep I had managed to get through remembering my dreams in the morning but without them, it was difficult to know if I had even slept at all. I’m used to it now though.”

“Do you day dream?”

You smile. “Yes. A lot more than I used to.”

“What do you think of?”

“You. All the hours we spent talking. All the hours we spent in silence. Your eyes. Your little smile. Your voice…” You suppress your trepidation and continue. “When you kissed me on the penultimate night.”

When had your mouth become so dry? You take a long gulp of tea and put the mug down.

“I also think about that time. I often wonder what would have transpired between us if I hadn’t cut you off from the Dreaming.”

His admission has your pulse spiking.

“I wonder about that too,” you say quietly.

The intensity of Morpheus' unwavering stare, it makes you feel exposed. He takes a step across the threshold.

“I feel that we have a connection.”

You nod in agreement, unable to speak. The vulnerability in his eyes is potent. You are becoming lost in their blue again.

“I wish to deepen our connection.”

The rumble of his voice causes heat to bloom inside you. Your thoughts are eddying in circles. Morpheus has just told you that he wants more. He wants you. Exactly as you want him.

"Is that something that you can see yourself wanting to explore?" His tone is loaded with sexual tension.

Your voice breaks as you reply, "Yes."

He’s across the room in mere milliseconds, lips meeting yours in a passionate collision.

Gone is the uncertainty and nervousness that underpinned your first two kisses. Morpheus’ body is flush against yours, pressing you into the wall. His hands cup your face and neck. He kisses you deeply, eagerly, desperately.

His soothing scent encapsulates you like mist on a winter morning. You are gripping the fabric of his coat to keep him close.

You cannot get enough of him. And from the way he is touching you, it is likely that he feels the same.

The pace of the embrace comes down slowly and naturally until you are kissing languidly. You are reluctant to stop but you have a question that you need to ask.

You pull back and look up at him. Your features are anxiety.

“Y/N,” Morpheus whispers with concern, his face shifting to mirror yours.

“Shall we go to my bedroom?” You ask, paraphrasing his words from when he had visited you on the second night.

You hold out your left hand.

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"Hush, it's okay. Dry your eyes. Soulmate dry your eyes. Cause soulmates never die."

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[woncon]

Flufftober Day 31

Dreams Do Come True

👻 the title of this part is actually about me. i've been wanting a completed challenge since 2017. finally it's done, so i'm really happy.

👻 thanks to @honeytwo and @wonsheep for always being there for me when i had to stick the material under their noses! thanks to everyone who read this collection! <3

👻 i have prepared a special section for today: two monsters - separately. one is a siren (seonghwa) and the other is a vampire (sunghoon). i have tried to stay within the fluff.

👻 happy halloween!

👻 flufftober masterlist | main masterlist

✁- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

1. Gorgeous

He looked at the fish first, then at you, the one who gave it to him.

"Eat." You confirmed as you sat down on one of the rocks along the shore and smiled, giving him a pat.

Seonghwa took one last tentative look at the still, slimy tuna, then his hunger overwhelmed him, his teeth snapping as he began to tear the flesh from his prey.

In just a few minutes, all that's left are the bones and a few splinters, and he drags the battered skeleton ashore. Embarrassed, he doesn't dare look at you. He hadn't planned to feed at any time before you. His kind is barbaric in the way it carves meat.

He's a real monster.

"You're leaving already?" Your voice is tinged with surprise and disappointment as you notice the siren backing away.

Seonghwa looks up at this and sees that you've settled in, got your sketchbook out and are busily working on something.

"Are you not afraid of me?" he asks again.

"No."

Seonghwa wipes some blood from his face.

"And are you not disgusted either? If you don't want my company anymore, let me know and I'll leave. You don't have to bring any more fish."

"I like your company. And I've never met anyone as gorgeous as you. I want you to stay."

The siren blushes - he's never been called gorgeous - he nods, then swims back to shore, even sits out, leaving only the end of his snake-like, heavy fin in the water. He looks up at you.

"What would you like me to tell you about?"

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2. Nightmares

You kneel before the coffin on the cold stone. Your fingers softly caressing the cedar tree, tears streaming down your cheeks.

"I'm very sorry to bother you, master. I've had another bad dream, and I can't help myself. I thought that maybe you could help me somehow..."

The lid of the coffin rises with a creak, and a graceful, handsome man comes out from the red velvet lining. His face devoid of emotion, his red eyes fixed on your mortal face. Finally he holds out his palm, offering you a seat beside him in the cramped coffin.

"Thank you, my lord." You place your hand in the other's gratefully, even a small smile appears on the edge of your trembling lips.

The vampire pulls you in beside him, letting your hot body press tight against his. He doesn't even mind that his clothes will be wet from tears. He closes the cover and the cold darkness falls over you.

Here in Sunghoon's cold arms, snuggled against his chest, you feel much safer in the crypt than in your soft and warm bed. In the monster's hands, the promise of nightmares doesn't haunt you.

flufftober taglist (send an ask! <3)

@jaeheekangslover

@haechansbbg

#fluff #gender neutral y/n #flufftober #flufftober 2023 #enhypen x reader #enhypen x y/n #enhypen x gn reader #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen x you #enhypen sunghoon #day 31 #enhypen sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon x you #sunghoon x you #sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon fluff #sunghoon fluff #enha x reader #enha fluff #enhypen fluff #ateez x gn reader #ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez x gender neutral reader #ateez seonghwa x reader #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa x y/n #park seonghwa x reader

[therecordconnection]

Playlist: Colour My World

Youtube Version (For Non-Spotify Users) Can Be Found Here!

Playlist Co-Created by The Record Connection and Emma (@cowgirliee) // Cover Photo: "Autumn Colors" by Leonid Afremov // Record Border Created By: @saradika-graphics

Playlist Description: A fun playlist inspired by the colors of the rainbow (Yes, we know we cheated and added purple, but it's a fun color to include!) The songs included all have colors in the title, except for "Fancy Colours" and "Colour My World" by Chicago, which were added in order to reinforce the theme we were going for.

I got the idea after Emma had told me: "I'm trying to focus more on being happy stuff rather than all the unhappy things. I wanna be passionate about being alive again." So, following that, she gave me some of her favorite songs that had colors in the title and eventually we had a whole group of fun songs and a good amount of variety. We hope you enjoy it! :)

We live in really dark and tough times, so we hope these songs can serve as a reminder that existence is still beautiful and that there's a whole world of color that's all around us if you know where to look. Despite all the darkness around us, it's worth it to keep going. For example, there's still a lot of great music left to listen to. :)

Again, we hope you enjoy this if you decide to give it a listen!

("Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)" is included because Emma argued it has a color in the title and therefore counts. It's included at the end because I thought it would be funny to go out on that note.)

Track Listing:

"Fancy Colours" - Chicago

"Red Wine Supernova" - Chappell Roan

"The Red Plains" - Bruce Hornsby & The Range

"Evolution Orange" - Earth, Wind & Fire

"Orange Dream" - Foster the People

"Yellow Moon" - The Neville Brothers

"Green Flower Street" - Donald Fagen

"Blue Morning, Blue Day" - Foreigner

"Blue Hair" - TV Girl

"The Indigo Streak" - Greta Van Fleet

"Violet Hill" - Coldplay

"Purple Hearts" - Kendrick Lamar

"Colour My World" - Chicago

"Red Velvet" - Outkast

"Orange Juice Jones" - JPEGMAFIA and Danny Brown

"Yellow Submarine" - The Beatles

"Big Yellow Taxi" - Joni Mitchell

"Green is the Colour (Live)" - Pink Floyd

"Green Light" - Lorde

"True Blue" - boygenius

"Blue Skies" - Noah and the Whale

"Indigo" - Dirty Heads

"Violet" - Hole

"Purple Rain" - Prince

"Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)" - The Offspring

#original post #playlist #spotify playlist #fun fact: an early version of this playlist had red by king crimson in it and then red wine supernova #that was changed because i thought that would be too much whiplash to go from crimson to chappell #don't know how much the overlap between those two things there could be (probably more than i think) #Spotify

[fandom]

Musical Acts

Week Ending October 16th, 2023

Taylor Swift

Käärijä +5

Lana Del Rey +1

Stray Kids -2

BTS

Ghost -3

Louis Tomlinson +3

My Chemical Romance +3

SEVENTEEN +4

Joker Out -4

ATEEZ +3

ENHYPEN

Tomorrow X Together +6

NCT 127 +1

Troye Sivan

Harry Styles

LOOΠΔ +5

IVE +5

NCT Dream +2

Fall Out Boy -3

Beyoncé +14

Hozier -14

Derek Luh +6

Boygenius +4

Mitski +1

The Beatles +5

æspa +7

The Mechanisms +4

TWICE -2

Queen +6

Le Sserafim -1

BLΛƆKPIИK -12

Lovejoy -15

The 1975 +5

John Lennon

ITZY

Greta Van Fleet

Arctic Monkeys

Sunmi

Red Velvet

The number in italics indicates how many name a title moved up or down from the previous week. Bolded names weren’t on the list last week.

#music #10/16/2023 #taylor swift

[bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing]

Nightmare AU part 24

SPOILER: GORE AND A LITTLE DEATH, you have been warned:

This idea hit me for the walls of the motel, it was a nightmare for me to choose the perfect ones but i figured out in the end... Also the motel is big and has different rooms color. 😅

Le souris bonbon neige:" New faces are always welcome, i'm also hungry, when is lunch?"

Amstran the moon dancer:"I heard someone calling me, oh hello, new faces i see."

Hester the photo marksmen:"Weren't you at the lake just now?"

Amstran the moon dancer:"At the lake? Why would i be there? I was with Rosalinda."

Sky Coeur the detective:"Did someone let the main entry open? I saw the locket unlocked, what if there is a thief?"

Lumboo the light ghost:"It's getting late, you should go home Jenna Heart! Tell your father we need at least four more kilograms of fish,maybe Gliudinius."

Jenna Heart:"You are right, i will, hope he can catch them for some reason the fish become hard to catch like they are afraid of something."

Yan-naifu the ghost:She can stay here, looks like a storm is coming soon."

Jenna Heart:"That would be ovely unfortunately i have to go, i don't want to catch me on my way back."

Panel 3

Jenna Heart:"Help!Let me go, you jerk! Nooooo...nooooo,let gooo!"

Yan-naifu the ghost:"Guys, over here, they took Jenna Heart!"

Le souris bonbon neige: Ice! Velvet icee storm ignite!"

Amstran the moon dancer:"Let her go, now! Le souris bonbon neige take left i will take right, let's hurry!"

Panel 4

Jenna Heart:"Put me down! Felix Reddison be careful, no don't harm them!You monster, leave them alone!"

Sweet Lime:"I'm taking care of them, you take her and go..."

Luna the moon demon:" Who are you?Stay right there!"

Sweet Lime:"You can't stop this, we will have the energy for the machine, bags of bones."

Nishya the dream cat: "Oh no, how horrible! How can they do something like this?"

Luna the moon demon:"This is what Feliciano the intoxicated cat warned us about."

Red the future teller:"They use their own people life force, we have to move."

Hester the photo marksmen:"You did this, come here!

Sweet Lime:"I may not be powerful, but i'm not gonna get killed so easily. Poison is my speciality."

Le souris bonbon neige:"Ah, be careful, it's very corrosive, like an acid or something."

Hester the photo marksmen:"You can try your little tricks but that won't work on me!"

Panel 7

Moon on fire:"You are the cat with a purpose, to only serve our False king desire, let the nightmare era begin."

Vanessa the 3 knight:" You sure have a big mouth, eh, shut up, stop crying like a child!"

Le souris bonbon neige: "Ice, now Faith the head rabbit hit them, trap them!"

Faith the head rabbit:"Time ignite zero!"

Staran the galaxy man:"Guys over here, they need help, it's ok Red the fortune teller, we got them."

Amstran the moon dancer:"It's not your fault, Red the fortune teller."

Red the fortune teller:"I should had protected her, but i couldn't do anything...They will be after my sister as well, this... Dream cat is not just a title, you know!"

Amstran the moon dancer:"We can't do anything else, we lost this battle but not the war!"

Melinoë the princess of nightmares:" This is horrible, i feel like this is all my fault, they were after me."

Le souris bonbon neige:"It's nobody fault, at least we know more how this works, we just need to be better prepared."

Felix Reddison:"Well, i think i know who can help you, with that..."

Part 1 till part 23

Also, happy birthday to my pumpkin oc Amstran the moon dancer:

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