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Character, series, and ship tags are on each post accordingly. Feel free to blacklist any of those tags as needed. "impish babbles" is used for personal posts, if you blacklist it you risk missing out on updates. But you do whatever you want. "judas answers" is used when responding to non-request related asks. "gifts for judas" is used for art/writing stuff gifted to me! I love sharing the stuff you guys make me. 💕

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Sorry for the delay, I still haven't been able to get myself into the writing mood and whenever I do I just end up staring at the document. Writers block is a bitch. I haven't been into kpdh in ages but I do have some ideas and stuff I wanna continue writing that I had started.

I've had the first chapter for a new series written up ages ago and now its just the issue of trying to remember everything and starting chapter 2 before I post the first one but if you guys are that hungry for poly saja boys x reader with an omegaverse setting and don't mind the wait for chapter 2 then I can try and give it a lil clean up and post it. But do let me know! Just because I'm not posting doesn't mean I don't check this account.

I stopped using discord since I don't have anyone to talk to on it, so the only next place to easily reach me would unfortunately be instagram which I know nobody really uses. Which is valid, I just have my one acc to follow a buncha thai bl actors. (lol)

TLDR: I have the first chapter of a new Poly Saja Boys x Reader with an omegaverse setting ready to go but its been typed up awhile ago so if you guys are that hungry/impatient I'm willing to post the first chapter while I try and figure out how chapter 2 will go.

It's alright if you won't, No pressure. Just wanted to say your rambley fanfics are my favorites

It's definitely one of my series I want to go back and continue working on, I've just had a lot of fucked up shit going on and haven't had the motivation to get back into writing.

Honestly, when I started writing for Indigo Park I didn't really see much interest from other people so it kinda fell off my plate forever ago. I've been meaning to rewatch someone play it to get myself back into the series. I think I saw like a trailer or something for a chapter 2? Again I've been out of the loop and wasn't sure if people would still be interested in Indigo Park so I put off continuing it and my other Rambley series :(

But if you guys really want more Rambley/that series in particular I'll try my best to find something to get me out of my writing funk and try and get back into it! Knowing even if one person wants to read my stuff is enough to help push me forward. :3

Absolutely! These ended up pretty generic, I didn't want to go too overboard (since I'm prone to doing that...)

Jinu's love language is quality time and physical touch.

▶Even with his schedule, Jinu tries his best to have dedicated time specifically to spend with you. Whether that be watching a movie together, game night (including the Saja Boys), or going out somewhere and doing something with you. It doesn't have to be anything extravagant, even just mundane stuff like grocery shopping.

▷Jinu does his best to keep a low profile, and regulars (fans) to some of the places the two of you frequent are known to help keep that low profile so he can spend time with you and not deal with fans (even if you're okay with it).

▶Jinu is incredibly touch-starved, regardless of whether he accepts it or even is aware that he is. He's so touch-starved that he still gets the jitters at times, wanting to reach out and take your hand or just pull you into his lap. Regardless of how long the two of you are dating, he still gets butterflies when holding your hand, he's such a touch-starved man.

▷One of his favourite moments of physical touch is whenever you're lying down, he'll just (gently) flop down on top of you and lay his head on your chest. The rise and fall of your breathing mixed with your heartbeat is one of his safe spaces, and if you scratch his head on top of it? He's in heaven.

Romance's love language is gifts and physical touch.

▶He loves gifting you things out of the blue, not random, pointless gifts, either. Things that he knew you would like or appreciate, sometimes it's something he knew you'd been eyeing but couldn't bring yourself to purchase.

▷And when he gives you the gift? Best bet he went all out, tissue/wrapping paper, gift bag, it's always a fun little added treat to the gift. Sometimes he'll include a candy or small snack that he knows you like as an added little treat.

▶Romance almost always has some part of him touching you at any given time, his thigh pressed against yours, arm around your back, your hand in his, etc. There's something about having physical contact with you that keeps him level-headed.

▷His favourite means of physical contact when it's just the two of you is cuddling/lying on one another. It's not uncommon for him to be lying back or sitting down, and he just grabs your wrist and pulls you on top of him. Nothing sexual, sometimes he'll press kisses into various parts of your skin, but again, the intent is (usually) completely nonsexual.

Mystery's love language is acts of service and words of affirmation.

▶It's not that Mystery doesn't have his own job, but with Jinu doing a lot (most) of the work, it means he really only needs to be present for certain things. So with that free time, he likes to help make your busy work days easier. Chores here and there that he'll do, picking up something you mentioned needing to get but didn't have the time to get it yet. He's got it.

▷To him, it's not about doing the tasks because he's just that nice, it's about doing them so that you're less tired and he's able to spend that newly acquired free time with you. Plus, he likes seeing the way your shoulders relax when he tells you he already took care of something.

▶Mystery's not known for being a big talker, even with you, he can be pretty quiet, but that doesn't mean he's not listening or responding. Especially if it's you talking, he's completely locked in and listening to you.

Caught smoking hot

content warning(s): reader smokes cigarettes, polysaja x reader, reader (me) is lowkey a brat A/N: Sometimes I pretend what it's like to have someone who loves me and cares about my health. But then I remember that'll never happen because I'm not dateable (but if I were dating someone and they sat me down to try and get me to stop smoking, I'd do it in a heartbeat). This is essentially a self-insert, but I figured I'd share it anyway. Also, I absolutely live for the boys' bickering. I think this is one of my favourite writings as of late, and that even if YOU don't smoke (don't smoke, period), this is still a super cute read.

You sat in your living room, tucked out of the way. The couch and floor are taken up by the five big bone heads that make up the Saja Boys, who are all currently yelling at one another while playing Mario Kart. You don’t even own a switch, and when you asked them why they brought it here to play?

“No offense, but your place is boring… if we leave the switch there, we at least have something to do.”

It doesn’t really bother you, the apartment isn’t meant to fit five grown men and yourself. Which is why most hangouts don’t happen at your place, or at least they didn’t until recently. At the end of the day, it’s easiest to chalk it up to them wanting to get out, and your place just so happens to be the best place to get away from work.

The sudden spike in volume breaks you from your daydreaming, and briefly, you’re stuck worried about your poor neighbors. Abby and Baby are both arguing, poised to start throwing hands at any second, while Romance and Jinu are stuck wedging themselves between the two. Romance’s soft voice reminds them that they aren’t at home, their roughhousing will only break something here.

Mystery stands off to the side, and the two of you make eye contact. He shrugged and turned his head back to the TV and started the next round, whether they were ready or not. The countdown caught their attention just in time for at least Abby and Baby to stop bickering and focus on Mario Kart.

The dull throbbing in your head from their bickering never goes away, you love the boys more than anything, but when Abby and Baby get into it, you want nothing more than to throttle both of them.

With their attention drawn back to the game, you quietly got up and grabbed your pack of cigarettes and lighter before carefully stepping onto the balcony, silencing their voices the moment the glass door slid closed.

A sigh of relief leaves your lips as you sit down at the small chair and table, the cool air on your face helping ease the throbbing in your skull. After lighting up a cigarette, you sat there, the muffled bickering turning into background noise while you smoked.

Mystery is the first one to notice you’re gone, the sudden scent of cigarette smoke hitting his nose. His sudden, abrupt movement causes the rest to look at him in confusion, which goes ignored as he shoves Jinu’s face out of the way to get past him and heads straight for the balcony.

The balcony door catches your attention, and before you can even finish your hit, the cigarette is being ripped out of your hand and crumpled in someone’s hand. “Hey! That’s hot, shit head!”

“So that’s why you smell like cigarette smoke…” Mystery flatly replies, opening his palm and letting you grab the now-smashed cigarette.

“Why else would I smell like cigarette smoke?”

“Someone else is smoking around you.”

Your mouth opens and closes a few times, unable to find any words of argument as you drop the crushed cigarette into the ashtray. Another arm reaches out from behind you and yanks the pack of cigarettes before you can even grab them.

“Jagiya,” Romance’s voice is soft, but there’s a tone of concern in the pet name, “You smoke?”

You know better than to look at him and stupidly did so anyway, Romance’s crestfallen expression stabbing you straight in the heart. Mystery certainty wasn’t helping, looking like a kicked puppy with his bottom lip slightly sticking out. You grab your chest dramatically and look away, unable to look at them.

“Aish…” You wave your hand at the two of them lazily. “You two worry too much, I’m not gonna just keel over.”

Romance grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you up from the seat and back into the house, while Mystery grabbed your lighter and ashtray, bringing them back inside. The others watched in confusion as Romance pulled you to the front of the group, blocking the TV and earning a quiet ‘move’ from Baby.

“Really, Romance?”

He watched you cross your arms and mimicked your annoyed stance. “Yes, really.”

“Someone want to explain why your flat ass is blocking the TV?” Baby grumbled.

Romance shot Baby a glare, and somehow that’s enough for Baby to ease up and take it seriously. “Did any of you know that our little soul was smoking?”

“What?”

“Smoking hot.” Someone smacked Abby in the back of the head, “ow”.

Jinu looked at you, confused, until Mystery walked over and showed them the pack of cigarettes like it was a show and tell.

One of them says your name, but you’re too busy trying to sink into the floor, even as you gradually try slipping to the ground. Romance’s grip on your wrist keeps you on your feet. “I’m a grown adult, ah, older than all of you!” You scolded.

“Then why are you acting like a fussy child, trying to slip out of my hold?” The bitter tone in Romance’s voice has not just you, but the others flinching as if they were the ones being scolded.

Jinu, ever the angel, comes to your rescue, sort of. “How long have you been smoking?”

“You haven’t always smelt like cigarette smoke…” Mystery tacked on.

You idly fuss, moving your arm this way and that while Romance’s hold remains firm. “Uh, almost a year?”

“Why?”

The question makes you blush in embarrassment, Romance tugging you forward when you try to hide behind him. “You’ll laugh at me…”

“Jagiya, my soul, we would never laugh. This is a serious discussion.” Romance’s grip loosens on your wrist, and he takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

“Aiya…” You sigh and rub your face with your free hand. “Boredom.”

“Boredom?” Baby repeats. “You dead ass?”

Jinu reaches over Abby and shoves Baby’s head down in a crude apology. “Ignore him. What do you mean by boredom?”

“Well,” you sigh, uncomfortably shifting foot to foot. “I’m not dumb, I know smoking is bad. It’s not something I do all the time, though I have been smoking more lately…”

“Stress?” Mystery chimes in.

“Eugh, don’t remind me.” You jokingly wave your hand towards the pack of cigarettes, and Mystery crushes the box in his hand. “My cigarettes! You!” Romance holds your hand tightly, your leg and free arm flailing at Mystery as an empty threat to kick his ass.

“Focus,” he scolded, his free hand coming up to hold your chin in place. “Have things really been that bad that you turned to smoking?”

Unease bubbles in your chest at the forced eye contact, knowing that all of them were staring at you with varying expressions, no doubt judging you. “I mean, I could be doing worse things…” His grip tightens on your chin, and your eyes close. “I don’t know what you want to hear! You know how I am! I was offered, said screw it and gave it a try, and figured why not. If it works for others, maybe it’ll help me, but it didn’t!”

Romance’s grip loosens enough for you to push yourself away from him. You chew on your bottom lip, immediately drawing blood, and back up enough to sit on the edge of the TV console. “It hasn’t done a damn thing but make me feel sick, frankly, it’s a miracle anyone stupid enough thinks that shit helps.”

“You thought it’d help.”

“No, I said I gave it a try to see if it did anything. I never once expected it to actually help me, little shit.”

Baby stuck out his tongue and looked at the now-crushed box of cigarettes in Mystery’s hand. “How come you don’t taste like cigarettes?” he asked, trying to lighten the mood.

You cringe at his question, looking at him in minor disgust. “Excuse me?”

His eyes roll, but the smirk doesn’t disappear. “Not like that, I meant you’re mouth. Kissing, dumbass.”

“Oh, uh…”

Romance grabbed the back of your shirt at your attempt to sneak away, as if there weren’t four other grown men capable of stopping you. “Don’t try and slink off, jagiya. Answer his question.”

“I mean, like I said, I don’t smoke that often, and it’s not like I’m smoking a whole cigarette every time. It’s just a few puffs, plus I brush my teeth afterwards.”

Jinu stood up, startling everyone briefly as he walked over to you and pulled you into his arms. “I think that’s enough questions for now…” Romance and he share a few looks, Jinu shaking his head as he finally pulls back enough to let you stare up at him. “No more smoking, if you feel like smoking, then tell one of us.” He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear and looked between the others.

Everyone shared a nod before staring expectantly at you. “Okay…”

Tensions in the room still lingered, and in an attempt to lighten the mood, Baby waved his half of the controller around. “Alright, now move your asses out of the way. I wanna get back to kicking Abby’s ass.”

“I got ahead of you, jackass!”

“Only because lover boy’s flat ass blocked the TV!”

You didn’t need to look up at Romance to know what expression quickly consumed his face, his skin briefly flickering out of the corner of your eye. “I’ll show you flat, munchkin.”

Jinu pulled you out of the way and returned to the couch, tugging you along. He ignored your curious expression and sat down. When you did not attempt to move, he pulled you onto his lap and made himself comfortable. Or as comfortable as one could get with three people arguing over a dumb game two meters away.

Mystery threw away the pack of cigarettes before taking Abby’s spot and sat beside Jinu, pulling your legs up onto his lap. His fingertips idly stroked at your ankle while you melted into Jinu’s hold, an unknown weight leaving your shoulders.

Jinu, baby, you are the adult...

Love you, babes 🩷

I plan on continuing to write (regardless of requests) until I completely burn out, then maybe I'll disappear for a year like I did when I got burnt out on writing TADC shit oisdofijs (I'm assuming you're talking about the birthday gift writing you mentioned osidjfo)

I think the thing that bugs me the most mentally is the lack of interaction. I'm not a writer, I don't actively enjoy writing, so I'm sure plenty of writers here will write regardless of interaction, and that's fine. Good on them. It's just disheartening to see others having people socialize with them over their writings effortlessly when I have to practically beg for any form of interaction.

I work best (and stay motivated) when there's interaction, and sadly, tumblr seems to be lacking in that. Not that AO3 is much better, but there are more numbers to look at than just likes and reblogs on tumblr. I've got too many followers to be able to recognize usernames, but there are a few I manage to recognize. But with my whole heart, I'm positive only 10-20 of my followers interact with my stuff/me. In fact, my nonwriting posts pretty much support that...

I like writing to some degree, but it definitely doesn't feel as rewarding to post something and hear nothing back on it. I have 30+ ideas/WIPs involving the Saja Boys and Huntrix, but realistically, very few will probably see the light because I just completely lose motivation that any of them are anything anyone will even read...

I guess my account is dead? Uh, either way... inbox is open for a few requests, I've had nothing to write so...

Also, if you request the "Saja Boys", I'm only doing 2-3 characters at a time right now. Some of these take a while to write up, and having more characters takes even longer... I'm trying to have fun, not overwork myself.

Type of Yandere - Saja Boys

content warning(s): extreme yandere behaviour, unhealthy relationships, possessive behaviour, gaslighting, manipulation, harm of others, dependence, isolation, stalker/stalking behaviour, power imbalance, delusional behaviour, there's probably more tags worth noting but that's the jist of them A/N: Should go without saying, but if any of the warnings make you uncomfy, then don't interact. I didn't list who the warnings belong to, so please don't risk upsetting yourself. I didn't go into as much detail as I had liked, but I'll probably be making more yandere content later anyway, so yippie.

I can look past a few unaliving of some weirdos who got too close to me, I'm not big on people anyway. They wanna lock me up? Cool, I barely leave my home as is. They don't want me hanging around friends and family? Sure, I hate my family, and I'd probably only argue about talking to 1-2 people I'm close to, but the others? Sure. They don't want me working and want to be in charge of everything? Bet, I don't want responsibilities, just let me have my few hobbies.

They could be bat shit insane, and I would love them because even without the manipulation or gaslighting, I've loved people for less (plus I'm used to that sort of behaviour). The Saja Boys as yandere's could be the biggest red flag known to mankind and I would still probably be 120% fine with that. 😂 I have a very short list of things I wouldn't be comfortable so I can make it work...

Not weird at all! In fact, I really fuckin love this idea so much ;w;

I went a little overboard and kinda all over the place... I fried my brain writing for all of them in one go, so unfortunately, a few of them suffer in quality. xD

Jinu 🐦‍⬛

▶ Jinu is a little out of date when it comes to the behaviour involved in nesting. He knows omegas do it and take comfort in their nests, not letting just anyone into them. At first, he chalks it up to you starting your heat, until he realizes you already had your heat and… well, when was your last heat??

▶ It takes one of the other Saja Boys to mention something off-hand for him to basically go "What?"

▶ "Omegas usually make a nest when it involves their heat or pregnancy…" Romance grimaces. "Did I ruin a surprise or…?"

▶ Jinu's life flashes before his eyes, and it's not all bad. He worries most about what kind of father he'll be. He lives with the guilt of betraying his mother and sister. What if history repeats itself and something happens and he betrays you and his child too? He can't handle it again.

▶ Contrary to his fears, he's excited, excited enough to probably throw up more than you did the first few months of pregnancy.

▶ You're going to have a baby, his baby. He's been alone for so long, and his omega is giving him the gift of a family of his own, one that he'll do anything for. Once the news is confirmed, he's simultaneously over the moon and drowning in a pit of anxiety. It takes a lot of reassurance on your end, but the fears and anxieties do dwindle down; his focus is more on the excitement of watching your tummy grow.

Abby 💪🏻

▶Abby catches on to your recent nesting, but you normally nest outside of your heat, so he doesn’t think about it at first until you start throwing up. The news of your pregnancy is met by excitement from him; he’s nervous as all hell, but he’s happy.

▶One dumb comment to his friends about having “just that good of sperm” to knock you up is met with multiple smacks to the back of the head—including you. None of them let him say something stupid like that in public.

▶The talk of having kids popped up once or twice. He was pretty fine with the idea of having a family with you, but now that it’s a reality? He’s in full dad mode and the baby ain’t even here. You have to physically hold him back to stop him from already going out to buy a baby crib to put it together—because, of course, he’s going to do it; he’s the big, strong alpha after all.

▶He’s not always perfect, but he’s usually pretty good at handling your mood swings and the late-night trips for random food cravings. Abby’s also got a pretty good stomach for your abomination cravings. Every time you ask him to try something, he does it—he spits it out behind your back. (He’s got the stomach to see the nightmare combinations, not to stomach eating it.)

▶Honestly, Abby’s in some form of dad mode the entire time. He’s got his little late-night fears that pop into his head, but all he has to do is roll over, see your belly, and the fears disappear. Man’s is so dad mode he’s already settled on making sure they have a sibling—providing you’re okay having more kids at some point later on.

Mystery ❔️

▶Mystery has a nose for change; the smallest things almost impossible to go unnoticed by him. At first, he's perplexed with the change in your scent. Were you hanging around a pregnant omega? No, that couldn't be it… You've been home for three days, no contact with anyone, so…

▶He's blunt when he brings it up, and at the confirmation that you're indeed pregnant, he's as still as a statue. It takes you pushing the hair out of his face to realize he's not frozen in fear, but happiness. His eyes are watery, and there's so much love in his eyes that it ends up making you cry as well.

▶Never once has the thought of becoming a father crossed his mind. Why would it? Prior to you, Mystery couldn't tolerate most omegas' scents and therefore didn't think about having a mate, let alone having a family.

▶Around the other Saja Boys and fans, he's completely normal, cool as a cucumber when in reality he's a hot mess on the inside. When do you need to start buying stuff? Is it too early to do that now? What kind of crib is best? Will you breastfeed or formula feed? His brain is running laps at all the questions, but you know him well enough that even if his entire face was covered, you can see the faintest quiver in his hand or how his fingers suddenly start idly playing with his pant leg or sleeve. He's like a firework with a delayed fuse.

▶It's hard to say when Mystery stops being a hot mess, but rest assured he's happy. He's nervous as hell about being a bad dad, but the fact that he's worried about that shows he's already going to be a great dad.

▶Every month that your belly grows, Mystery has his face pressed into it like a dog. Just got out of the shower? His face and hands on your belly. Taking a nap on the couch? He's already on the floor with his head on your belly, especially in the later months when there's movement.

Romance 💕

▶Romance is crying before you can. It’s been so long since he’s been able to think about family, the Saja Boys being the closest thing he has. He’s excited and nervous, touching your flat belly any chance he gets. It reminds him of when he was a child and his mom was pregnant with his little sister.

▶Every now and then, he’ll have a moment of fear that he’ll turn out like his own father, but pushes that down because he knows he’ll be better. Moments like this are rare, and he doesn’t let himself linger on it.

▶Talks of having kids or a family were never brought up, intentionally by Romance. But now that it’s happened, unintentional or not, he’s realizing just how badly he’s always wanted this. And he’s incredibly grateful that you also want it, a family with him.

▶Gradually, throughout the pregnancy, he’s prone to getting a bit more anxious and clingy. He doesn’t like letting you out of his sight, and outside of the Saja Boys, he doesn’t want anyone near you or the baby. He can’t explain it. No matter how many times you ask him, he just has this gut feeling all the time and can’t risk anything happening.

▶As a man with a wonderful skincare routine, obviously that extends into helping you care for your skin, but while pregnant? Non-negotiable, the entire pregnancy, you are glowing and pampered by him. Little spa dates at home, especially when your belly starts to get bigger. All the foot rubs while you munch away on some horrific combination of things, all while telling him about whatever’s on your mind.

Baby 🍼

▶Baby is probably the one who reacts the most differently compared to the rest of the Saja Boys. At the news, he has no clue how to react, and he does that dick head move and actually leaves to process the information. He’s not gone for too long though, just long enough for a short trip to the nearest convenience store and back. He has no clue what pregnant omegas eat; he just knows they eat a lot and eat weird combinations. He’s confused, but he’s trying…

▶Nothing much really changes at first, it’s still a lot of processing his feelings and fears because babies were never brought up before. Baby’s neither liked nor hated children; sometimes they’re cute, sometimes they’re obnoxious. Would it be different because it’s his kid? Could he really somehow accidentally end up hating his own kid?? Worse, what if his kid ended up hating him?

▶Baby is anxiety central, but somewhere along the line—probably the first ultrasound—he starts to mellow out. Something about seeing the baby, even so teeny tiny, really hammers something into his brain. After that? Baby’s more on guard when it involves you being out in public, especially around him. He’s incredibly territorial during your entire pregnancy, more than normal. There’s at least one headline involving Baby nearly biting someone’s throat out for something ridiculous.

▶Similarly to Mystery, his fixation with your belly over the months grows. He’s not sure how true it is, but he read online that talking to the baby or playing music while in the womb helps brain development or something. He frequently stops what he’s doing when you enter the room or walk past him and just squats down to the ground, cradles your belly, and talks/sings at the baby in your belly.