white swam

Skin Deep [M]

Taehyung x Reader
Fluff/SMUT/Slight Angst
Word Count: 5,800 
{Request Filled}


Blank whiteness glared up at me through the blank page of unanswered math equations that reflected my empty mind with each second. Math never failed to show me just how stupid I thought I was. The numbers just wouldn’t come easily, scrambling together and switching places as I tried over and over to understand them. Thankfully I had a distraction.

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K lotto drama CD translation: Snow White and Beauty-Obsessed Queen


Animate lotto drama CD - Snow White and Beauty Obsessed Queen translation by Keik. 

Characters: Isana Yashiro/Yatogami Kuroh/Mishakuji Yukari/Hisui Nagare/Gojou Sukuna/Fushimi Saruhiko/Yata Misaki/Munakata Reisi

Parody plot of Snow White and Seven Dwarfs. So much fun to listen omg! And by the way who is the real Snow White and where is the prince XD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA



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$1 stories - A is for abuse - N is for non-con



Rape, abuse, drugs.


Don’t read this, it’s mean.


[ when it’s cold I’d like to die - moby ]


@rengenano ❤️


‘What are you doing here?’

‘I just thought I’d come to say hello.’

‘Go fuck yourself.’

With that, he stood, weaving through the crowd and pushed through the doors of the smoky bar.

His hands shook.

His eyes burned with tears.

He needed to get as far away from this as possible.

He was fumbling with his phone, trying to unlock it while simultaneously attempting to remove his keys from his pocket.

He was two buttons away from making the call when the man caught up with him.

He grabbed his shoulder and spun him around.

He stumbled but was caught by the wrist.

The man pulled the phone from his hand, looking at the screen.

‘Seriously? The cops?

He Tian tried to pull his arm back.

‘What’s your fucking problem?’ The older man demanded.

‘YOU! You are my fucking problem!’

‘You’re being dramatic.’

‘I have a RESTRAINING order against you.’

‘Yeah, that’s not a magic spell. It only works in the company of certain people.’

He lunged for his phone.

He’d never been fast enough.

The man pulled back, laughing.

‘Good try.’

‘What are you doing here, man? Seriously.’

‘Just checking in. You’ve made this much more difficult that it needed to be.’

‘Ok. You’ve checked in. Are we done here?’

The man studied him.

‘You’ve changed.’

He Tian shook his head slowly.

‘Really, you have. Look at all this new found confidence. You’re standing up for yourself.’

‘No, I-’

‘I don’t like it.’


‘Please just let me go home. I won’t call the cops, I won’t do anything.’

‘I’ll come with you.’


‘You sure about that?’

He Tian knew he was making a mistake.

He could just take him home and when it was over he could just shower and go to bed.

He couldn’t do it.

He needed that safe space.

Unsoiled by all this.

He nodded.

He felt himself begin to regress.

The man shrugged.

‘Suit yourself.’

He scanned the area for a moment before pulling him into a dark alleyway.

He Tian breathed deeply.

He wasn’t fast or strong enough to escape.
He never had been.

So he willed himself to relax.

If the doesn’t fight back, it’ll be over faster.

The man shoved him against the wall, kissing him deeply.

He felt the same.

Smelled the same.

Tasted the same.

He thought he might vomit as he parted his lips for his tongue.

A rough hand slid under his shirt, pinching his nipple.

The other expertly opened his jeans and reached inside.

‘Aw, what’s with this lack of enthusiasm?’

He Tian squeezed his eyes shut, pushing the tears down his cheeks when the man fondled his flaccid cock.

‘Why are you crying?’

If he didn’t know better, that gentle voice would have sounded sincere.


‘Use your words.’

‘I d-don’t want to do this.’

The man removed his hand from his shirt and wiped the tears from his cheek.

‘I know, sweetheart.’

He looked up at him, knowing nothing he could say would make a difference.

He felt like a child again.

‘Please don’t. Please just let me go home.’

He pulled He Tian into a gentle hug, kissing him on the side of his head.

‘It’ll be over soon, baby.’

He Tian nodded, feeling like the last three years had been nothing but a pleasant dream.

The man reached into his pocket, pulling out a small metal box and a pocket knife.

He pried the lid off, opening the knife and using the tip to scoop out a small amount of white powder.

The image swam in his tears as he leaned forward, holding a nostril closed and inhaling the bitter powder.

‘One more?’

He Tian nodded.

The scoop was larger this time.

He was feeling generous tonight.

Nostalgia, maybe.

When he pocketed the paraphernalia again, He Tian let his head fall back against the grimy brick wall.

He’d been sober for nearly three years.

He hadn’t needed it.

He’d forgotten how good it felt.

The man ran his fingers through He Tian’s hair, just the way he liked it, until he was sure it had kicked in.

He Tian felt very little while the man gently pulled his jeans down his thighs and lifted him up to wrap his legs around his waist.

He felt nothing but a dull discomfort when he shoved himself inside.

He didn’t feel the sticky warmth of the blood between his legs.

Or feel his skin break under sharp fingernails.

He couldn’t feel the pressure of the sharp, brutal thrusts.

He didn’t want to hurt him.

He wasn’t trying to make a point.

He wasn’t trying to scare him.

He was doing this because he could.

That was the satisfaction he wanted.

He Tian couldn’t feel the fingers in his hair.

Or the lips on his.

He simply stared into the dark, empty, eyes of a shark.

It didn’t hurt.

Not yet.


When it was over.

The man dressed him.

Offered him another bump.

And drove him home.

He carried him up the stairs.

Made sure he had his things.

And deposited him at his doorstep.

He rang the doorbell.

Kissed him sweetly.

And walked away

A Gamble With Love, Part 3: Undeniable Attraction

Did i not say that I had a lot of ideas for this one. Luckily i also had the entire weekend off from work so I was able to write down a lot of my ideas, so here’s part 3. enjoy, sweaties.

Summary: Going on a Hike with Minseok isn’t you ideal date, but everything that comes with the date is the undeniably perfect.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2,676

Characters: Reader (Y/N), Minseok, Luna

“I thought you said this was going to be a hike?” You asked him as you walked over to the entrance of a beautiful, green walkway. The walkway was a wooden bridge built over shallow green pools and small flows of water, tiny orange and white fish swam in the pools, and dragonflies hovered close over the water.

“It’s less of a hike and more of a relaxing walk.” he responded, reaching his arms around your waist, and guiding you forward onto the bridge.

“I prepared myself all week for a hike. I hate hikes. I got ready for nothing.”

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Always Read the Margins

Chapter 6 here, all parts here

Genre: Chaptered. University AU, fluff, eventual relationship that can be taken as either platonic or romantic

Summary: Fiction. Phil is a master’s student, Dan is a nervous first year. Phil is in the library when he has to look up a reference in a law textbook, and there is a scrawled note in messy handwriting down the side that makes him laugh. On a whim, he scribbles a reply, but he doesn’t expect to get a response…

Warnings: Hangover. Slight angst/self-hatred (very slight), a bit of swearing

Word Count: Around 3-4000 per chapter

A/N: More hints of angst but honestly I’m incapable of making anything not fluff oops xD

Chapter 7

Dan awoke the next morning to a head that felt stuffed with candyfloss and a throat as dry as a packet of crisps. A low groan escaped his lips. His head was pounding behind his closed eyelids, as if a giant foot was pressing down into his skull, forcing his brain to burst at the temples. He groaned again, hating how pathetic the sound was. He was a student - wasn’t he supposed to be able to deal with a hangover by now?

Apparently not, if the way his stomach was churning was anything to go by.

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Here u go anon! (idk if this is what u wanted but this is what happened ?)

Summary: Famous!Dan is stressed and Phil comforts him.

Word Count: 1k 

I am so in love with blue neighbourhood


He knew what Phil would say if he were here, he’d crack the jokes hiding the concern behind his raised eyes. He’d weave his hands through his (once curly) brown hair and say it’s alright. And it would be. Because Phil Lester was made of starlight. 

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AKASHI - December-Themed Drabble

I’m so sorry it’s late! My dad keeps shutting off the internet like wtf

The sun was beginning to set, a simple and painted reminder in the sky that Christmas day had already flown by with shocking speed. You really did not expect the day to go by that fast.

It was simple- you planned on celebrating Christmas with Akashi for the first time, but things did not turn out as they were supposed to. You were so sure that Akashi of all people would be ready before anyone else, but somehow, he had been far behind on preparations for Christmas.

You arrived to a nearly empty mansion. The number of staff was always fairly low and Akashi’s father seemed to be on a business trip each time you visited. All was the same. However, the house was so utterly plain for the special holiday, it made you feel a bit sullen.

“Where are the tree’s decorations? The lights outside?” You immediately questioned your boyfriend in a hurry, simply confused with why nothing had been set up.

It was when you noticed Akashi’s hidden expression. The whole thing must have been personal. You then remembered that a lot of special occasions had been forgotten and left in the dust with such an empty home. The whole thing seemed heart-wrenching in your eyes and you found the desperate urge to change something about it. After-all, you desired a memorable first Christmas with your boyfriend for the both of you to enjoy.

The atmosphere carried a snug, warm feeling, as if the air in the room had been wrapping the two of you in a soft blanket. Music filled the room and entered your ears; the sound of festive, slow Christmas music had really set the mood. Akashi rummaged through bins full of ornaments. Bright reds, greens, whites swam around in the box just waiting to be placed on the tree that stood in the living room. You decided to start Christmas by decorating Akashi’s Christmas tree, which had been completely bare aside from its beautiful evergreen color.

You finished stringing the twinkling, frosty lights on the tree and stepped back to admire your work. Feeling satisfied, you smiled with glee and joined Akashi at the bin to search for ornaments and other trinkets.

The song had changed to one of your favorites. You felt yourself swaying slightly along with the music as you began tugging the decorations onto the tree’s arms. Akashi gazed at you with interest, a small grin resting on his face.

“You fancy this song?” He questioned your dancing with a playful expression. You turn your head back to meet his eyes and nodded shyly.

“It’s a good song,” You mused as you shifted your focus back to the tree, humming softly to the wonderful tune. Akashi made a sound of approval before dropping the items he held back into the bin.

Your hand was suddenly grasped with carefulness and you felt yourself being dragged away from the Christmas tree.

“What? Sei-“ Your voice cut short as you were pressed against Akashi’s chest, your eyes traveling up curiously to meet his piercing gaze. His hand covered yours in an embrace and his other arm had snaked across your back to drape comfortably at your hip. You were surprised and a bit thrown off with what his intentions were, until Akashi began swaying slowly around the room.

He kept his eyes on you as he guided your body with his around the room in a graceful motion. You wanted to stare back at him, but you became too embarrassed to look at your boyfriend in the eye as he held you so close to him. Your eyes met the floor and you observed the two pairs of feet moving around.

“___, look at me,” Akashi spoke up with a soft tone. His voice was quiet, but the two of you were so close together you heard him perfectly. As if his words captured you entirely, you hesitantly tore away from studying the floor and focused your stare on Akashi’s eyes.

Being swept around the room leisurely in his arms left you speechless. You were enjoying the slow dance so much, you didn’t notice Akashi’s face nearing yours before he swiftly kissed your lips. The music sounded faint as you heard your blood pushing through veins. You felt incredibly nervous, but at the same time, so secure with his touch. You wanted to stay in the moment for as long as possible.

Akashi’s lips curled upwards into a gentle smile as he absorbed your flushed face and hesitant actions. He loved making you flustered.

Even as the music changed, the two of you continued your dance with hushed words. You felt so foolish for dancing around in small circles, but it was such a nice, tender moment for you both. The sun’s last, bright rays were seen sinking into the horizon as Akashi kept you in his arms, the music surrounding you two as a makeshift barrier from all interruptions. 

The waters were warm along the skirts of the Great Barrier Reef. A female shark casually swam a distance away from the colorful reef, content to bask in the dull colors of the sand for fear of scaring away the reef residents. She floated thoughtlessly, carelessly, a flick of her large tail let her glide a few feet effortlessly in the water. A toothy frown fixed itself upon her grey face. Life as a great white shark was, at most, lonely. Unless one found a mate, or joined a feeding frenzy, the white shark often swam the blue alone. This didn’t seem right to Serena, though. A newcomer from Hawaii, she grew up with white pups who eventually left the White Shark Cafe nursery to seek out new territory. Every year was a new cycle. New friends who eventually left. 

While reminiscing on the past, the shark seldom looked where she was going. Suddenly, she collided head-on against a massive shape. “Oof!!!” Serena reacted, bouncing off on impact. She backed up- at least as much a shark could- and gazed up at the creature with which she collided. Serena gulped. 

To say the unfamiliar shark was large…that was understatement. He was massive. Stretching twenty feet, he completely dwarfed the runt shark. “Uh…hello,” she squeaked. 

Send me a prompt and a ship and I’ll write a one-shot of it

Jasico Coffee Shop AU

 Jason walked down the bustling streets of Venice. His father decided to take him and his step-mother on a “family vacation” for “bonding”. Jason smirked, so much for the “bonding”. Jason hasn’t spent any time with Juno or his father since they first got off the plane. Not that Jason minded, no no, it just meant that he got to do whatever he wanted to do, and he definitely didn’t want to get a manicure with his step-mother and father.

Jason shook his head, looking around at the shops aligning the streets.  He sighed, it would be nice to have them chose what to do though.

 Jason created a mental checklist. What else does have to do?

Shopping? No.

Glass blowing? He’d break everything in the store.


Jason’s stomach right there agreed with him by making a very loud, very embarrassing noise.  Jason blushed as the little girl dressed like a princess next to him giggled. He stuffed his hands in his sweater pockets and broke out of the crowd into a shaded alley. He moved down the narrow passage as a strong smell hit his nose.

It honestly stopped him in his tracks, and so did the sight. A few meters in front of him basically glowing in the sunlight was a boy who was finishing setting up the chalkboard sign advertising caffé.

Holy shit.” Jason muttered under his breath, gazing stupidly at the Italian boy. He wore tight black pants – Jason was not complaining – and a green apron over his black and red plaid shirt. His long dark hair was pulled back into a little pony tail with flyaways tucked behind his silver adorned ears.

Jason fell against the stone wall next to him and breathed out a deep breath, practically deflating, as he watched the very attractive, very dark boy whip chalk off of his elegantly long hands. The Italian boy looked at the sign once more before going back into the shop.

Jason frowned for a second before perking up and walked towards the shop. Coffee sounds nice, he thought.

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Selkie AU || durins-archer

The white seal swam lazily through the ocean waters. She spotted a school of fish, and quickly went into action. A white blur hurtled towards the fish, and promptly grabbed one. Rinnah chewed on it contentedly, and was about to go for another when a net surrounded her and the fish from all sides. She swam fearfully, trying to find an exit, but was already being hoisted above the water.

I don’t know where the idea that girls are made of “sugar and spice and everything nice” came from. I am not made of sugar and spice and everything that is fucking nice, I am made of the pieces and parts of the galaxy. I am made from the fairy dust that was sprinkled over my imagination from fairytales, the words on every page of every book my mind has devoured. The pain from the first boy to ever break my heart, the people I’ve loved, the ones who’ve left, the ones I’ve lost. Every sip of coffee, water, vodka, anything and everything to have touched my lips, every plane ride that got me away, gone, out, every one to bring me back, home, here, cement of every sidewalk I’ve walked down, grass of every stain on those new white jeans, lakes I swam through, summer, live in the moment, be here in the moment, its only a moment, songs on repeat, on the radio, stuck in my head, blasting through my headphones, overused book quotes, its not a metaphor its just an unlit cigarette, we are not infinite. 2 AM phone calls, 3 AM silence, money made off of childhood toys spent on nicotine and things I want but don’t need, I need to have it, got to have it. Crying in the high school bathroom, laughing in the 9th grade science room, kissing in the music room, crying again in the downstairs hallway, failed math test, don’t email my mom, I’ll do better next time, another failed math test, saturday night, home, alone, friday night, “out”, “nowhere”, be home soon. 81,694 photos, 5,443 songs, 958 followers, 500 coffees, maybe not, probably not, 63 students, 5 that I like, make that 4, no actually make that 7. Lost in physics at 3PM, trying to “find myself” at 3AM, so many 3AM’s, why am I always awake at 3AM. Every grain of sand under my feet, every star over my head, every spec of dust on my fingertips, every broken heart, every song, every person, every wish, every trip, every story, every chance, every “what if”, every “why not”, every infinity, every thought, I am not just sugar and spice, I am every part of the god damn galaxy.

on being a girl in high school 


Deep Sea RP

It was early in the morning,the sun was just about to rise. The weather was colder than usual,it was the typical after war silence. Everyone tried to recover from the attack. Of course the ones who attacked were pretty proud of what they got from it.

The white shark swam in the depths,searching for something. It was rare to see someone alone at such an area.