#khimmortal

[smuttyfairy]

hi please help me i’m looking for this soulmate/idol au bts fanfiction about jungkook x reader that my sister recommended it’s basically about having the same number (?) on your forearm as your soulmate i’ve been looking for it for DAYS and my sister forgot the title and the author but it’s either a one-shot or a two-shot??? HEEEELP

anyone know this?

[winetae]

Yay! It's not summer here in PH but it's hot af. Enjoy yours!!!!!!! ☀️☀️☀️

thank you so much :’’) i hope you’re having a good time, despite the heat !!

[winetae]

Hi! I hope you're okay

hi !! i’ve been doing okay, i hope you’re enjoying your summer as well ! :’D

[lilmikomiko]

khimmortal I SEE YOU BLOGGING

OMG SORRY!!!! I just watched the pilot episode and bumalik yung feels!!!! I read this half a year ago but huhuhuhu

GIVE ME A LINK NOW PLEASE OR I WILL NOT SLEEP PLEASE LET ME WATCH PLEASE

[ofalmosts]

Playlist tag 

I was tagged by toborrowtime. Thanks, dear! 

You can tell a lot about a person from the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod, phone, iTunes or however you listen to your music and then write down the first 10 songs that come up. Tag however many you want to do the tag.

Kodaline - Brand New Day

Kate Voegele - I Won't Disagree

Maroon 5 - No Curtain Call

Christina Perri - I Don't Wanna Break

Florence and the Machine - Hurricane Drunk 

Lifehouse - Nerve Damage

Taylor Swift - Forever & Always (Piano Version)

The Maine - Inside of You

Adele - First Love

Coldplay - Hurts Like Heaven

I tag: unsedated mediwriter articity imyourhazelgracewaters khimmortal

[shizuos]

Requested by khimmortal

Pairing: Izaya/Namie Theme: jealousy

"Could you be... jealous?"

In the event of someone talking to her, if someone else wished that person away, Namie usually found herself with a new fake boyfriend that lasted about ten seconds or just having the conversation interjected. It didn't happen often, as most people were smart enough to not possibly the anger the woman by interrupting her conversation, but today she'd been talking to someone that had been a business associate when a flying knife that "was supposed to be for Shizu-chan" nearly cut his carotid and he hurried off.

Namie knew for a fact that Heiwajima Shizuo was nowhere in the vicinity.

Turning, arms crossed over her green shirt to see Izaya approaching with a jovial smile. "Hello there!"

"Go die."

"How cold!"

Hands in his pockets, Izaya stopped a bit away from her, just enough to not touch her but if either of them shifted, some part of clothing would touch the other and so both made sure to keep the distance. Namie's eyes narrowed as she watched his expression, searching for any discrepancies in his annoying smile.

"Could you be... jealous?"

The question was posed in a way that surprised even herself for asking it. His disdain for her (and the natural reciprocal) was unsurprising to most and clearly obvious. But she saw no other reason for him to wait his damn turn as she was talking to someone else, much less threaten his life.

She expected 'of course not!' and him making fun of her, but his shrug caught her off guard.

"I can't have someone taking my one and only secretary from me, can I?"

"Maybe you only have one because you're such an ass."

"And I keep you around for that wonderful girlish charm of yours!"

Watching him turn and following only after he glanced over his shoulder and threatened her pay, Namie found herself staring at his back.

"...You don't like me, do you?" she asked hesitantly. "Because then I'd burn my face off with acid."

"Ah... you're tempting me to say 'yes,' you know!"

[shizuos]

Requested by khimmortal

Pairing: Gray/Juvia Theme: hickeys

"Juvia? What's wrong? ...Since when did you wear scarves?"

"N-n-no reason!!"

Juvia's eyes were wide and eyes were drawn to her as she backed up to the wall, squirming against it under Lucy's gave. A blue scarf was around her neck, a somewhat peculiar look for the woman that wore a fur trim coat, the added accessory making her look a bit bulky.

Frowning, blonde pigtails narrowly avoided brushing against Juvia as she quickly ducked out of the way. "Are you sick?" Lucy asked.

"N-no!"

"Cold?"

"I-I'm all right!"

"...Fashion crises?"

"...Is it that bad?"

"Well... kind of."

Jolting, Juvia looked down and pulled the scarf off, instead grasping her fur collar tightly.

"...You're still doing it."

"J-Juvia is?!"

"Juvia is," Lucy agreed solemnly. But as a hand reached out to try to stop her, she flinched, trying to crab walk away again. Her foot tripped over an uneven floor board and although Natsu was quick to catch her, her bare neck had dark marks that everyone was suddenly staring at, even long after hands came up to cover them.

"W-wait, Juvia, are those--?!"

"....IT WASN'T GRAY-SAMA."

"If it wasn't Gray, then--?!"

"...IT WAS GRAY-SAMA."

Somewhere far away, Gray took a moment from his mission to sneeze.

"...Damnit, Juvia."

[shizuos]

Requested by khimmortal

*note: manga spoilers of chapter 30.

Pairing: Yato/Hiyori Theme: the last kiss

The one and only thing Yato ever regret about Hiyori was that he wasn't her first kiss. Maybe Fujisaki wasn't either. But he managed to kiss Hiyori before Yato did and if he wasn't the only one, he was at least one.

When he finally found out about it, Yato disappeared for a good week, only one tweet a day from his Twitter letting Hiyori know he wasn't in any danger. And then when he came back, he started kissing her like mad until Yukine pulled him away, telling him to get a room and calm himself, leaving a bright red Hiyori in his wake.

The next day when Yukine went out to work, Hiyori opened her door and Yato immediately leaned in to kiss her.

Breath hitching, Hiyori's eyes closed instantly, stumbling back and supported only by Yato's arm around her waist to hold her up. Their bodies were flush together and she felt his free hand press to the back of her thigh, moving up gradually and push her skirt up, fingers pressed to the curve of her ass before she was pushed to a wall, a gasp through parted lips.

"He kissed you," he murmured against hers lips and half dazed, Hiyori nodded, fingers tangled in his hair.

"Ass."

Hiyori felt her hair being pulled and tugged, breath stolen by both the way he kissed her and how his body was to hers. She hadn't expected him to be able to ever kiss her without turning bright red; flustered and shyly seemed to be the only way he knew how to kiss, but she certainly had no objections.

Chest rising and falling, eyes opened only when she felt Yato's forehead to hers. There was a rare seriousness in the way he looked at her, cheeks tinted red and flickers of nervousness in his eyes, yet he was still seducing her without quite meaning to.

"I was your second. And third and fourth... and I'm going to be every single damn one until your last. I'm going to be your last kiss."

She nodded at every breath, eyes closing again.

"My last one..."

"Your last one."

Pink eyes opened and she smiled, nodding as hands cupped his face to pull him close for another kiss.

"Gods never break promises, right?"