A/N: This fic is finally finished after a week of writing and rewriting and crying,,,,,,,,,lord save me i am trash for kim donghan. anyways tagging @smols-n-tols bc some of them proof read the first half for me bLESS them. also i hope you guys enjoy it~
Pairing: PD101′s Kim Donghan x Reader
Genre: Angst, Enemies to Lovers!AU, kinda steamy
Word Count: Roughly 7k
Summary: Your hatred for Kim Donghan was strong. Just the mention of him made your blood boil, but when his dance crew end up sharing a studio with yours, it seems like sometimes, it’s easy to blur the lines between love and hate.
At this point in the morning you were pretty sure there were
no words in existence to describe how nervous you were. Today was your first
day back after the holidays, you’d graduated top three in your year and had
been handpicked by Professor Stilinski to join his personal training program
rather than the schools more basic one.
Professor Stiles Stilinski had become world renowned for
being the first human to prove that the humans and werewolves could co-exist. He
and his wolf Derek Hale worked together for years to create the Werewolf Initiative.
As a last ditch attempt to not be eradicated by the Werewolf
race the humans accepted the Initiative and a fragile peace was settled between
the humans and wolves. Which was why you were nervously stood in the hallway of
the apartment blocks that would be your home for the next three years.
[Yells from the void] daddy kink with Maxson, Danse, Deacon, Nick, and Hancock!
Maxson loves it - it makes him feel even more in control than he already is. The biggest, baddest smirk grows on his face when Sole let’s it slip, and he takes full advantage in exploiting their kink at all costs.
Danse is a little less unsure of how to react. He doesn’t really see the appeal, and asks why something like that would interest Sole. When Sole calmly explains that it is a power balance kind of thing, he understands it more, but asks if they can simply use another word - he personally prefers the term ‘Sir;
Deacon fucking loses it. I’m talking full on laughter, he can’t take it seriously, it’s all one big joke to him.
Nick pauses in the act of assaulting Sole’s neck with kisses and stares up at them with one eyebrow raised. He is definitely judging them, definitely, and when he doesn’t respond Sole tries to play it off as through it never happens. Nick kisses them quiet, and tells them he was simply surprised, and that he’d like to explore it more later.
Hancock is completely into it. Like what isn’t he into. Loves calling Sole baby, absolutely adores all of their kinks because it means that Sole trusts them. Hancock doesn’t mind this kink at all, and uses it to his advantage to give Sole the best orgasm of their life.
Side Pairings: Tsubahono, Nozoeli, Umipana, Erekoto
Word Count: 4656
Summary: Band AU: Being caught between two formidable forces is a lot harder than Maki could have ever anticipated. Those who are meant to be allies are at each other’s throats. With the next term’s concert holding more weight than usual, Maki struggles with finding the place where she will truly be happy amongst the chaos.
Note: Sequel to Sonata. I was originally going to have this be a oneshot but I’ve split it into parts to make it easier on myself. I also don’t want it to be an absurdly long oneshot. It’ll only be a couple parts tho.
thisisrealitsreal, I wrote you some ShieldShock. Because once I decide to write for yet another fandom, there’s nothing to do but get started right away. So have some Steve/Darcy, where she’s Tony’s daughter.
The first time they kiss, Darcy is
utterly drunk and Steve’s pouring her into bed, to sleep off what is likely
going to be a spectacular hangover. She
had been back from New Mexico for almost five months when Thor came for one of
his visits, and upon learning that Jane’s Darcy also happened to be his good
friend Stark’s daughter, he had declared they must celebrate.
had made many mistakes in her life; trying to outdrink a God ranked very high
on the list of the worst ones.
ever the gentleman, is the one that helps her to her room, because her dad had
made the exact same mistake she had, Barton disappeared halfway through the
night, Thor had stayed at the bar, and Natasha had claimed she couldn’t
possibly support the weight of someone the same size as her. No one had believed her of course, not
really, except that Nat was such a spectacular liar that she made even the most
blatant one seem like truth. Steve had
considered calling her on it… but that would involve out witting her, and it
was simply easier to do the polite thing and assist Darcy himself.
that was how they ended up in Darcy’s room, her fingers tangled in his hair and
her tongue shoved in his mouth, and damn,
but Captain America can kiss. He cradles
her face, as if he thinks she’s precious, and kisses her with enough passion,
that she could almost believe he’d die if he didn’t get to taste her one more
Request: Could I ask for a prompt with numbers 6, 34, and 46 with Fred? Like angsty and stuff but maybe (only if you’d like because honestly I’ll love it either way) end it like, happy? Im so in love with your writings it’s ridiculous. <333
Prompt 6: How is it that we break up and you’re already fine, like the time we had was nothing?
Prompt 34: Maybe we’re too young to know what we want or who we want.
Prompt 46: If you keep using terms like ‘winning’ or ‘losing’ with our relationship, you might win an argument, but slowly, you’ll lose me.
Sipping your tea, you glanced out the window of Madam Puddifoot’s shop. You were waiting for your boyfriend Fred to show up for your date. Today was a special day. You and Fred had been dating for a whole six months now, the longest relationship for either of you.
The clock read 2:10. Fred was late and you were growing impatient. You picked up the copy of The Quibbler lying on the empty table next to you and began to read, trying to distract yourself.
Let’s see how well Kagutsuchi really fares when you get down to it:
The events of P4U (mostly kidnapping Labrys to facilitate the first tournament).
His use of difficult-to-make Shadow Clones of the Persona User’s Shadow Selves to do… basic mook work.
His use of the crucified Shadow Operatives as bait for the IT.
His “attempt” (I use the term losely) to break Teddie’s spirit and use his ego as a stabilizer for his vessel, before just kind of, sort of… giving up after half a battle and some grade school level taunting, then forgetting about it.
Absolutely everything involving Adachi in his plan.
I’ve always thought that genre [emo] was bullshit. It’s best we don’t worry about how other people describe us. They still call us emo and pop-punk, which is pretty incredible. If those terms didn’t lose their meaning when Under the Cork Tree came out, they’ve officially lost all their meaning now. However people need to box us in is fine, but I don’t think we sound anything like other emo bands.