#I'm obsessed with the shapes and the pose

[deepspace-scenarios]

[scenario/drabble] You = me?

LIs react to you/MC showing up to a date dressed exactly like them.

(Genre: Fluff; tw: mild suggestiveness)

SYLUS 

You stroll in with a suit jacket worn exactly the way he does- draped like a cape, the crow brooch glinting under the dim ambient light of the restaurant. Sylus raises a brow as he takes in your appearance.

"Kitten," he purrs, standing to pull out a chair for you. "Are you mocking me… or tempting me?" His fingers brush the brooch. "Because if it’s the latter, this game ends with that outfit on my floor." 

It sends an electrifying heat coiling deep within you, but you refuse to let your composure slip just yet.

You mimic his posture, chin lifted. "I just wanted to see if I could pull off power better than you." 

He laughs, low and indulgent. "Oh, you do."  

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XAVIER 

Xavier freezes mid-sip when he sees you in his signature hoodie-and-tee combo, the tea hovering in front of his face as he looks, or rather, stares. His cup clinks when he sets it down.

 "You're… me."  

You wink, copying his serene smile and slipping into the seat opposite him. "Do I look like a fallen star now?"  

He reaches out, fingertips grazing the fabric. "No. You look like everything… everything I love,"  

Then- rare mischief flashes. “You'd look even better with me. At my place, in my be-”

“Xavier!” You yelp, stopping him from finishing what he had to say.

He beams at you. “I meant, napping in a hoodie is very comfortable. So we should try it together,”

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ZAYNE 

Zayne’s chopsticks pause over his plate when you slide into the booth, dressed in his go-to all-black attire.

His stare lingers on you.

 "…You even got the correct height for the rolled sleeves."  

You adjust imaginary glasses. "Based on observational data, this was the optimal outfit for unconventional seduction."  

A beat. Then- he leans in, his voice a whisper. "Your confidence interval is 100%."  

Your heart flutters in your chest at the way a hint of a smirk grazes his lips.

"Let's eat now, otherwise the soup dumplings will get cold." He says lightly to remind you to sit, picking one up with practiced ease and placing it into your bowl.

His gaze for the rest of the evening is weighted with a certain intensity, one that promises more to come, once you return home with him.

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RAFAYEL

“Hey Rafayel,” you greet, your hand brushing his shoulder lightly as you walk in from behind him. “Sorry I'm late,”

There's a short beat of silence.

Rafayel's butter knife clatters onto the plate. "Is that-? Are you? ME?!"  

You do a spin, the white fabric flowing around you. "Who else?"  

He springs up, hands fluttering over your hair and outfit. "Oh, Miss Bodyguard you look absolutely stunning- wait, do a pose! Pose like I do!"  

You flick your hair and angle your shoulder to pose. His jaw drops.

 "I’m OBSESSED! This is art!"  He declares.

Then, suddenly, he takes your hands into his. His tone turns serious as he asks you softly. "But you have to tell me. Am I also art to you, Miss Bodyguard?”  

You grin at him. “Of course, you're the true embodiment of art itself,”

He preens, bringing your hand up and pressing a soft kiss to the back of your hand. Then another, and another, until you almost have to physically sit him back down on his chair and remind him to stop the PDA and eat.

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CALEB 

Caleb chokes on his water when he sees your handmade sweater. He turns away quickly, coughing and spluttering into his elbow before he spews water all over the fancy steak frites on the table.

You make it to the corner table, a small little alcove that has an L-shaped sofa bench against the wall. With him being closer now, you can see that pink tinges the tips of his ears as he clears his throat. "You- you made this? For our date? For me?"  

You mimic his shy grin, sliding your bag off your shoulder as you slide into the plush bench, knees touching his. You stretch out your arm so that he can admire your handiwork. "Just a bit of stitching with ready-made items. Had to match my favorite person."  

His hands hover, like he’s afraid to wrinkle it. "I… I love it.. And the sweater paws- pipsqueak, that should be illegal,”

“Too cute to handle?” You tease.

He pinches your cheek, then squishes you in a tight hug. “Never, pipsqueak.”

His heartbeat says otherwise.

[jinxvex]

that sevika free use fic literally made me smoke a cigarette on my front porch. i like the idea of being fucked to tears but it’s an even more appealing idea of being so brainless that all u can do is laugh and moan about it. i think sevika would like seeing u that way honestly

this is so hot: "i like the idea of being fucked to tears but it’s an even more appealing idea of being so brainless that all u can do is laugh and moan about it."

i'm SO convinced sevika's favorite way to get you all brainless 'n dumb is bending you over and fucking you rough in doggy… you’d be so obedient for her.

cw: free use, degradation, breeding, roughness, pure filth...

your back is arched, face pressing into the mattress and arms limp beside you. i’ve written this before but it never gets old. it’s just so easy to get your eyes rolling to the back of your skull, eyebrows furrowing with your mouth, and cunt gaping wide open for her.

sevika, of course, is drilling so deep inside you to get you like this, cock pressing painfully yet deliciously against the spongey spot of your cervix—with the disgusting sloshing and skin-slapping noises to prove it. her wide hips are grinding against your ass, fast and rough, but precise and purposeful. she’s fucking you practically to death to get you stupid and pliant. you’re so easy. so easy to pin down, fuck, and breed.

you, of course, are practically brain-dead at how overwhelmingly full your pussy is; we all know her strap is huge. again, it’s purposeful, she loves seeing you so slutty and dumb for her, so willing to take anything she gives you including cruel treatment. the only thing you can do at this moment is moan into the pillows and fuck your ass back on her so her dick can go as far inside you as possible. you’re completely cockdrunk. all you can do is moan and giggle—like you’ve taken some sort of drug.

“mmph!! mm-da- hah!! f-fu-,” you let out a series of incoherent babbles as she continues her assault on your greedy pussy. at this point, your hole has created a nasty white ring around her cock—maybe as a means to thank her for giving you want you so desperately crave. dick. you’re truly just a cock hungry whore, starving for whatever she gives you.

“what? huh?! can’t even fuckin’ talk, can you?” she emphasizes her words by thrusting harder into you, faux balls grazing against your neglected clit. your cunt squelches even louder, doing all the talking for you. she leans back slightly, her newly chopped blunt haircut falling over her eyes. sevika places her large hands (yes she has her mech hand) on each ass cheek and spreads—just to see how good your cunt looks clutching her cock, so desperate to cling on to her. “i’ve got my dick so deep in your slutty little pussy it has you all fucked up, hmm?”

her crude words have you shrinking further into your already brainless state. still, all you can do is giggle. your laughs are mixed with clipped moans because of how harsh her thrusts are, cutting off the sounds escaping your throat before they’re fully formed.

“y-ye- hmfph!! haa- he,” your laughs are comparable to the sounds porn stars make in their movies. loud and full of need—like you’re putting on a show just for her. just to get her feral enough to ruin you.

“shhh, ‘s okay. you don’t have to talk, doll.” she poses faux sympathy for you before gripping your ass to fuck you back on her. “yeah, shut the fuck up. shut it. want you to sit there and take this dick. take it.”

she quickens her pace, slamming into you and removing her hand on your ass to press your back into an even more painful arch. the action causes you to let out a sharp gasp, surprise evident in your voice at her truly animalistic ways. the slick spilling from your pussy squirts out from between your bodies and drenches your inner thighs.

you, laying immobile and motionless on your mattress still speak no identifiable words. your head in sevika-shaped clouds and obsessed with her ruthlessness. sevika could pin you down, grip onto you like she hated your guts, and hurt you immensely, but it'd still be love.

"da- f-fu, s-se, hmm!" you chuckle, smiling lazily into the covers.

she lets out a throaty laugh, "s-shit. you'd just let me do anything to this pretty body, wouldn't you? maybe you'll even let me breed this little pussy... you'd take it, yeah? you'd take my load in this tight little cunt 'n let me put a baby into you? make you a mommy?"

"mhm! puh-please!"

and finally, after forever, you utter an expression that is coherent.

"then cum on this dick. cum on this shit so you're easier to breed."

...

ok! so this was way longer than i intended it to be...

[aphroditelovesu]

Can I request general headcanons for yandere Jacaerys Velaryon? ❤️

''You are my whole world.'' — Jacaerys Velaryon.

❝ ��� — lady l: I had this saved in my drafts for a while and only remembered after I got into it lol, it was practically finished. But anyway, I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes! I'm not going to lie, Jace was my favorite character in this second season.🥺

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, overprotectiveness, mention of kidnapping and imprisonment, toxic relationships and perhaps a bit soft yandere.

❝🐉pairing: yandere!jacaerys velaryon x gender neutral!reader.

Jacaerys Velaryon is a born worshiper, deeply in love and devoted to his beloved. His feelings are pure and healthy at first; he desires only good, happiness and your security. However, the losses that occurred from the beginning of the Dance of Dragons affected him deeply. Over time, Jace becomes increasingly smothering and overprotective, reaching the point where your needs no longer matter, only your safety.

Jace just wants your good, your safety and your love. He's not sure when his feelings became so strong, he just knows he has to keep you protected at all costs. You have become the center of his world and he will be damned if he lets you be taken away from him. Not that he's going to let that happen.

He is so devoted and loyal, you will always be put first, your needs will be met beforehand and anything you want, he will do. He is yours to command, just as you are his to love and protect.

Jacaerys devotion transcends the limits of ordinary love. From the beginning, his affection is genuine and deep, a burning flame that illuminates every aspect of his life. He dedicates himself entirely to his darling, placing you at the center of his universe and shaping his actions and decisions around your well-being.

Jacaerys, if given the opportunity, will keep you trapped somewhere. He knows it's not ideal, but he's willing to do anything to not lose you, including locking you up somewhere safe that only he and people he trusts can access. He will deal with all your anger as long as you are unharmed.

Over time, Jace begins to show obsessive worry. He starts to watch your every step, always present and attentive as if any distraction could result in a tragedy. His intensity is palpable, and he becomes a constant presence, like a dragon that never rests and is always alert.

At first, it may seem like an expression of his deep love, but it quickly becomes apparent that his behavior is more than simple protection. He begins to isolate you from friends and family, believing that anyone could pose a threat. He argues that the world is too dangerous and that only he can guarantee your safety.

He will isolate you from everything and everyone so that you, in the end, trust and become completely dependent on him. Jace will feel guilty about this, especially when he looks into your eyes, but he can't help it. Just the thought of losing you is too much for him to handle.

Jace continues to treat you with extreme affection. He does everything to meet your needs, anticipating your desires and trying to compensate for your loss of freedom with displays of affection and dedication. He sincerely believes he is acting out of love, even though he realizes his behavior is suffocating you.

In addition to his overwhelming overprotectiveness, Jace is extremely possessive of you. Although he tries not to show off too much, he feels jealous very often and may become more harsh and controlling when this happens. He will never hurt you but he doesn't want to and won't accept being replaced or left in the background. You belong to him and only him.

Despite his growing possessiveness, Jace maintains an unwavering loyalty. He is willing to sacrifice anything, including his own happiness, to ensure the well-being of his beloved. His devotion manifests itself in an absolute commitment, where he puts your needs and desires in the background, always prioritizing your safety.

Jacaerys Velaryon has your desires in his heart and he wants your good and your happiness, but he is willing to sacrifice them for your safety. He knows it's not right, he's not that delusional, but the fear of losing you makes him make unconventional decisions. Jace will deal with whatever comes of these actions, as long as you are safe and alive. It will all be worth it as long as he sees you breathe.

[mazken]

[ID: Two digital drawings. First, two headshots of the same Elder Scrolls high elf, in front and side views. They have long features and two prominent scars; one on their chest and another from their chin to their temple. Second, the same character dangling an amulet in front of a nervous Kharjo, asking "What? You mean this thing?", to which Kharjo stutters in response. End ID]

Yeah I made an altmer dragonborn who is a master of flesh magic and also a huge prick, what of it. I'm not obsessed with them at all or anything

[bigwishes]

Freaky!

Mark was an average gym bro, obsessed with bodybuilding, obsessed with muscle, and it helped that he loved men. His hobby was essentially porn, watching workout videos got him hard, working out got him hard, seeing all the big sweaty guys at the gym got him hard.

The only issue was him loving his natural status, having such a desire to grow and put on as much muscle as possible whilst not tainting his body left him fantasying about being so much bigger all the time, constantly imaging a safe and healthy way to grow himself into a hulking beast.

It was a normal post workout Wednesday for Mark, the gym was almost empty, he had gotten a good 2 hours in and spent a solid 30 minutes flexing. He was in love with his reflection, his perfect muscles, almost 100% lucked out on the genetic lottery for every muscle development, but he still couldn't help but imagine himself bigger, he had a quick day dream about his shoulders growing wider, getting taller, his lats blocking the entire mirror, what itd be like not to see past his pecs, his dick sprung to life in his pants throbbing as he posed. It was instantly viable in the mirror, Mark got a little shy and flusters and tried to hide it, but he didnt want to stop posing so soon.

He quickly flashes his legs on more time and stomped down for a powerful pose.

"Damn, I'm looking freaky!" Mark smiled

little did he know someone knew his true desires.

Mark felt a sudden pulse radiate out from his pelvis. His biceps twitched slightly and began to feel just a bit more pumped.

His brow furrowed as he flexed his bicep, it looking ever so slightly bigger. He began to get distracted as he inspected his body all over, feeling juicy and pumped. As he inspected himself in the mirror his eyes widened as he watched his shoulders slowly growing wider, inch by inch they crept outwards, soon his under developed lats sprung to life pumping up and inflating with blood and size stretching outwards giving him a perfect V shape. Mark smiled as he flexed his arm watching his bicep and tricep almost double in size. The growth continued as his legs thickened and his ass plumped up into two perfect globes that pulled the fabric of his shorts down to show the top of them.

He didn't know how but he all of a sudden looked like a pro bodybuilder, he got that roided cut look he always dreamed about without every piercing his skin. Mark flexed and worshipped himself, forgetting he was even in a public gym. Not that there were many people around to even notice.

Suddenly Mark felt the pulse come out from his pelvis again, and again and again and again, constantly like radiation flooding his body. With each pulse he felt more and more pumped, to the point his muscles started to feel strained and painful. He watched in the mirror as his shoulders once again began to get wider. A strange gentle pain formed in his lower back as he watched himself slowly get taller in the mirror.

At first he smiled, laughing at the extra size, but when he reached 7ft and started to notice he could see his own back muscles from the front dread began to set in. The slow burn growth suddenly exploded as muscles stopped slowly inflating with size and suddenly violently would ripped and double or triple in mass. His upper body took up more space than the mirror in front of him and he felt the strain in his knees as his much smaller legs struggled to hold him. A he looked down and watched as his normal looking legs suddenly exploded with muscle. An incredible sudden pain shot up in Mark as he wasn't prepared for the sudden size competition down stares and his giant thighs crushes his dick and balls like a vice. He winced and waddles steps apart as his body continued to grow and grow.

"WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME" Mark screamed his voice lowering with each syllable.

His bouncing pulsing muscles started to calm down, the pulsing energy from his pelvis halted and he took a large breath out. Trying to move he noticed his skin covered in deep stretch Marks, symbols of pride for the best roided bodybuilders but something he never thought he'd see. He tried to move his arm to flex and felt all the muscles in his arms grinding against his lats and chest, he did his best to create space but no matter how he moved his mass kept clashing with each other, muscles he didn't even know could touch rubbed against each other and the sound it made rang out like the terrible noise of two balloons rubbing against each other.

Mark looked in the mirror at the freaky beast now in front of him...

"oh..god..I'm....I'm too big" Mark winced at his colossal size.

His dick growing hard as thoughts about his freakish size flooded his mind. He wondered how he was ever going to fit in his car again, how he was going to get in his house, how he was ever going to find a boyfriend like this...each though got him hornier and hornier.

He saw his giant traps and shoulders and how they made his neck look almost non existent, he couldn't see past his pecs. He started to panic when a flash entered his mind, a whisper. He imagined being on a date and a guy calling him a freak.

Marks dick throbbed in his pants, he imagined guys messaging him on dating apps calling him too big, saying they don't wanna be with a freak. His dick started to leak pre into his underwear, not that he noticed, he barely even noticed his panicked thoughts were now becoming his fantasy.

A final pulse rippled out from Mark's Pelvis as he felt his ass grow bigger and his underwear slipping into the worst muscle wedgie he had ever had, pulling the fabric back and putting pressure on his dick, his manhood already hard twitched as it got bigger, its already prominent outline now looking like it was going to rip out of his shorts.

Mark winced and moaned from the pain and pleasure. Feeling it get worse as he tried to walk. He closed his eyes hoping it was all going to be a dream but he couldn't stop himself from bouncing his colossal pecs.

Another fantasy flashed into his mind, on the beach, in a speedo waddling down with everyone staring a commenting at how much of a freak he was, he imaged hitting on a guy, some cute much smaller meat head and hearing him laugh at how much of a freak Mark was.

Mark opened his eys slightly to see his body ripple with pleasure as his manhood realeased the biggest load of his life, felt the sticky glaze escape his underwear and run down the side of his leg.

"Damn...I'm looking freaky..." Mark muttered, but he couldn't help but want more.

Mark's transformation was sealed. A young man desperate for size now a colossal giant freak desperate to be degraded...

[bitter-hibiscus]

bear with me as I overanalyze Jason's grave

there's like, a lot to talk about when it comes to Jason's grave, but let's start with the most important part: The casket.

The difference between a coffin and a casket is that a coffin has six sides, while a casket has four. However, the context in which caskets started to be used serves us great narrative purpose. Caskets started being produced, in America, during the Civil War, as a way to "beautify" death. See below:

It was the violence combined with the scale of death that led to the ‘the beautification of death’ in America during this period, and it was the shift in both name and shape of the coffin that was an effort to distance the living from the unpleasantness of death, and the hexagonal coffins were part of that distancing.

Many early American caskets were still six-sided, but noticeably grander. It’s almost as if the coffin was too honest, too basic and unrefined. The change in name from coffin to casket reinforces this point, as ‘casket’ calls to mind a vessel for storing precious goods, a euphemism, yes, but seemingly also a mark of intended respect. For Americans, the idea of a casket seemed a more appropriate term to honour their dead. (From Coffins to Caskets: an American History by Sarah Hayes)

So, a casket is used in an attempt to honor the dead, and, most importantly, to take away the ugly parts of how those soldiers died in the War. The casket is an attempt to sanctify the dead while omitting the context in which they died, and what they'd died for. *

Another thing that stands out to me is that Jason's grave has an angel statue. Jason's statue, specifically, is a praying angel. Praying angels symbolize that the buried was deeply religious and devoted to God. It's interesting that that pose was the one chosen, since there are poses that symbolize heartbreak, and ones that symbolize people who were "gone too soon" and were "innocent and pure". It feels pointed, then, that the angel Bruce had commissioned is one that symbolizes faith and being guided to the afterlife. Could be extrapolated to mean that Bruce saw Robin as a follower and a believer instead of a child, someone who would always need the guidance of a higher being (such as Batman).

Lastly, Jason was buried in the city graveyard, and not the Wayne Family graveyard. I personally like to think that this serves two purposes -- one, to have Jason's grave in the same place as his parents', and two, to distance Bruce from Jason's death. Bruce regularly visits Thomas and Martha's graves, they're literally buried in Bruce's house. But we only see Bruce visiting Jason's grave once, on his 18th birthday, though it's safe to assume he at least visits Jason once a year.

It also works to say that though Jason is part of Gotham, but he's not part of Batman's mission. While Bruce constantly uses his parents' deaths to fuel his mission and his obsession, he does the opposite with Jason. It's not Batman who failed, it's Jason who was careless, it's Jason who disobeyed orders and went against what Batman told him to. So he doesn't get to be in the family cemetery, because Bruce can't use his death to fuel his bad behavior. *P.S.: Batman Annual #25 uses the word coffin, but shows a casket. Caskets are more widely used in the USA, so I'm choosing to believe that Winnick just doesn't know the difference between them.

[alllgator-blood]

KACHOW so uh I drew this before you sent a reference for Shamura so sorry if the design is off. I LOVE your art and I am so glad you're here and taking care of yourself, seeing a variety of talents that you hold within yourself is astounding. Sorry for the crunchy quality, Tumblr couldn't take my effort. I wish you well :]

THIS IS SO INCREDIBLY HYPE, WHEN I FIRST SAW THIS APPARENTLY MY REACTION WAS LOUD ENOUGH THAT MY SISTER WAS WONDERING WHAT HAPPENED. OUGGHHHH THE SHMURS <3333 I LOVE THEm. The only thing better than one shamura is two, so I was doubly excited to see this-

I'm obsessed with this tbh I love the poses a lot. They look very bendy and dynamic, I think the term I'm thinking of is "line of action"?? I just woke up so my initial response to this was a series of "I like this part!!" "I like this other part!!" and so on and so forth like a toddler, but I kept noticing things I really liked and couldn't help it lmao. I love follower shamura's little face, I REALLY love bishop shamura's side profile like a lot, and also the little spider paws sticking out of their robes C'MONNNN. The spiderwebs are also lit, the shapes on those are CRAZY so I keep looking at them......I have no idea how long that took but it looks like it took forever, and the effort has not gone unappreciated

Thank you so much for making this + sending it in! This is like the coolest thing I could've gotten in my inbox on the anniversary of the first art I posted of the bishops :')

[quikyu]

Heya! I'm obsessed with your Ogerpon art and I was wondering if you have any advice for posing it? I have a comic with one and it's sometimes tricky to make her hood arm thingys work. Once again mentioning that I'm obsessed with your art and I hope you have a great day!

Howdy!! It took me a very long time to figure out how to actually draw Ogerpon so I can VERY MUCH UNDERSTAND THIS. But I'd love to teach you how I think about her cloak and its physics!

Firstly, she is SO round. Like, SO SO ROUND. It's kind of impressive how circular she is. But this is something I analyze and use to my advantage!

Looking at some of my recent art gives a nice example:

I like to emphasize Ogerpon's circular silhouette.

(But I also do a little cheating...)

See, Ogerpon's restricted in her 3d model in that her outer "flaps" must serve as her figurative hands. It makes any posing involving her holding items with both hands a little awkward, especially with coloring.

I use a trick! Most of the time, when I need Ogerpon to hold something or make a gesture, I used the inner "flaps" to do so, as seen above. It's anatomically incorrect, but who's paying attention anyway? :) It's easier to draw!

Hopefully the rest is a little simpler. Ogerpon's cloak maintains a general shape (closest I can compare it to is like... a lemon, I guess?) Honestly, I totally recommend scrolling through my blog and referencing off of my art if my style of drawing her is something you wanna replicate!

Here's a quick coloring reference I drew for this ask too :) Have fun Ogerdrawing!!!!!!

[sillykalvin]

🫀SPRUNKI !!

OBSESSED with this incredibox mod!! The cutest characters with the sickest beats is just PEAK. 🔥🔥

And yes, I know they're not supposed to have limbs and that this interaction isn't the most canon interpretation of em AHAHAH.. Just thought they'd look interesting in another style and I'm slowly trying to learn angles and anatomy.

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Sorry This ain't alot cus artblock's hittin' me HARD recently. Thought drawing simpler shaped characters would help me get my flow back, especially when I'm fixated on em!! 💪💪🔥 Also I couldn't really get the pose quite right LMAO

[smuttysabina]

IVE vs Dreamcatcher

(IVE x Dreamcatcher- 2.4k Words) Tags: Freaky Lesbian Sex, Homoeroticism, Lots of fluff, Just a fun little piece to establish IVE's personalities, Oh yeah, Fingering, Strapons, Cunnilingus (what a fun word), Lesbian domination, Magical girls vs witches, lets be honest here we all know who's winning, verbal humiliation, moral degeneration, also there's a cool robot-lizard thing.

"In the name of justice, we will punish you!" Yujin's voice rings down from on high, where she poses fashionably with the rest of IVE, as they all glare down at the villains below with righteous fury. Yujin bubbles internally with excitement, this was just like how magical girl stories always went, the pretty, clever, heroines taking on the evil, devious, hot, evildoers! Of course, Leeseo was busy fighting some awesome lizard-robot thing half a city away, but she was certain that IVE could take on Dreamcatcher even outnumbered. With haughty Wonyoung, tenacious Rei, zealous Gaeul, just Liz, and of course, herself, the angelic Yujin, they would have no trouble fighting those nefarious witches; it would be a hard battle for sure, but that just made it all the more magnificent! Putting on her best face, Yujin examines the cretins cowering in the rubble below, just look at them, their faces flush with fear, already trembling in terror in anticipation of their sanction, just look at that girl on the side- Her internal monologue screeches to halt as she focus in on the witch, er, Dami? Before awkwardly calling down to the assembled cultists, "Um, is she doing okay?" Their leader, Jiu, raises her eyebrows before glancing over at Dami, who appears to be hyperventilating and staring a hole through Wonyoung. She smiles kindly and calls back, "Oh, you mean Dami, please do not worry dear," Jiu reassures Yujin, "she just gets overly excited around beautiful women!" Wonyoung perks up slightly at this praise, as usual, and Yujin frowns as she processes this. Well, there often was a weird obsessive villain on the enemy team, who would go all crazy while fighting, so that makes sense! Her confidence restored, Yujin resumes her noble dialogue, "Anyways, we will defeat you, and stop your wicked attacks upon this city!"

As Yujin continues her meandering rant, the dark ladies of Dreamcatcher merely smile, and lick their lips in anticipation, everyone loves magical girls...

Yujin's harangue, (which had gone on for several minutes now) is only stopped when Gaeul soundly cries out in alarm and points downwards, "Look! They have brought their disgusting allies as well!" Yujin squints down at the mess of concrete and spots the ominously familiar slimy shape of a tentacle monster, groveling next to its mistress, that depraved summoner Gahyeon. She draws in a breathe to continue, "I see you have some foul minions with you-" "WAIT," squeaks Gaeul, "what is she doing!" Yujin takes a second look, and realizes that one of the beast's appendages was boldly pulsating between Gahyeon's legs, having disappeared up her skirt; and her stomach certainly had a strange bulge in it... Gaeul is practically frothing at the mouth, "Are you fornicating with that, that THING? That is disgusting! Depraved! You sick freak!" Gahyeon meanwhile simply smirks in response, moaning teasingly up at the prudish girl, which only drives Gaeul's fury only higher. Yujin tones out her fellow IVE member's ravings as her brain attempts to justify what she is seeing. While it certainly was a bit lewd, maybe Gahyeon was symbiotically bound to her monster in some way? Perhaps it connected to her tailbone like a tail or something? Yeah that must be it! It's a bit odd, but hey, they were cool and mature magical girls, of course their foes would take things up a notch! While Rei soothes the the raging Gaeul, Yujin begins bantering once more,

"It doesn't matter what perversities you bring against us, IVE will still be victorious no matter what, on our pride as magical girls!" "I'm going to enjoy making you my magical girl," Siyeon calls up huskily. Yujin feels herself blush slightly, but she steels herself, dealing with an older, sexy, seductive lady's empty flirting was simply part of the job, surely Siyeon was just trying to throw her off before launching a sudden attack! Her eyes sweep over the devious witches, watching for any sign of aggression, but instead she sees... "I'm sorry, but is she masturbating?" Everyone pauses to glance over at Handong, who surreptitiously withdraws her hand from beneath her skirt; cheerfully ignoring the wet sheen coating her fingers. IVE stare down at her with varying degrees of disgust, before Wonyoung steps forward to ask what they had all been thinking, "You do realize we're here to fight right, not have... freaky lesbian sex or something?" Dreamcatcher glance at one another, until Yoohyeon lets out an embarrassed laugh, "Wait, we aren't?" causing all seven of the girls to break out in giggles and snorts of barely restrained mirth. IVE roll their eyes and shift nervously, "We are going to punish you gross perverts," Liz calls down angrily, "you will be begging us for mercy!" Which only made the older girls howl all the louder, and Sua begins to salaciously wiggle her ass while spanking herself, "Oh yes! Harder, dear! Harder!" Liz flushes with what Yujin can only hope is anger, as the rational part of her brain, the one she uses during her day job as an idol, belatedly notices that far from looking humbled, Sua looks downright predatory. Oh she is going to break, she thinks, before her blabbering mind takes control once more and resumes its fantasy of being a heroic magical girl.

Yujin stands straighter, and rallies her girls by reminding them what was at stake, pretending not to notice Rei muttering, "Our chastity?", and preparing them for battle. IVE ready themselves with varying levels of enthusiasm, and in response Dreamcatcher lazily prepare themselves as well. With a triumphal cry, Yujin leaps from the building, leading IVE into the fray, bringing light and righteous wrath against their foes; Dreamcatcher respond with darkness, and peals of mocking laughter.

When Yujin blearily comes to, it takes many moments for her mind to form a cohesive picture of what happened. Belatedly, she notices that she is clad only in scraps of clothing, and comes to the conclusion that she had fallen in valiant combat against overwhelming odds; the vast quantities of energy had obviously torn off her clothes, she had read about it many times. The other part of brain screams and beats at its confinement, but Yujin blithely ignores the truth hidden in that box- Siyeon's fingers curled knuckle-deep in her sopping cunt as she plays her pussy like a piano- No no no, Yujin had been defeated in mutual combat, that is what happened! Shaking her head, she glances around at the ruins around her, and spots no sign of those degenerate villains, evidently IVE had managed to obliterate their foul foes and drive them to flight! Thusly reassured, Yujin sets off to find the rest of her girls, worried about their health.

Yujin first encounters Wonyoung, curled up in the fetal position, her fully nude body covered in marks and bruises from head to toe. Yujin shakes her head, that energy blast sure must have been powerful to strip Wony as well! Crouching down, she tentatively shakes her friend, who lets out a pitiful whine, "I'm a pretty girl," she informs Yujin dreamily, her expression one of utter relaxation. Well that's not good, Yujin thinks to herself, the poor girl had evidently been hit with some sort of stupefying blast had rendered her- feebleminded, Wonyoung moans with ecstasy as Dami and Yoohyeon worship every inch over her body with their lips. Sucking and kissing her quivering flesh until she had broken under their attentions and begged for more, so that when Dami's strap-on entered her she thanked her for it with rapturous tears- No, no. Wonyoung had not been reduced to a squealing slut focused only upon her own sordid pleasures, she had been overcome by foul sorcery. Yes, that's it!

Now with more than a touch of desperation, Yujin tracks down her next member, and finds Rei prostrate with her asshole gaping widely; still gushing a stinking pale liquid into the puddle surrounding her rear. At this her delusional fantasy becomes unsustainable, and her mind reverts to it's more ordinary state, and she finds herself entirely unworried by the sight before her. Rei groans in torment and clutches at her butt, prolapsed and leaking what almost certainly is tentacle monster's semen; which for her, was relatively normal. When she notices her leader squatting next to her, the idol moans piteously, "I think they broke my ass, Yujin." Yujin rolls her eyes, "Oh when is it not broken, Rei?" remembering -the sight of Gahyeon with half her arm up Rei's butt, fisting her furiously until allowing her pet to have its way with the girl while she forced Rei to eat out her cunt and suckle upon her leaking nipples. Rei had wailed and blubbered, but her guts had been violated all the same, even as she climaxed repeatedly like the ass-whore that she was- "Well at least they left your pussy alone," Rei merely grumbles in acknowledgement, before shooing away her leader a hand. "When you're doing better, go check on Wony, I think she's broken," Rei snorts, "Not as much as my asshole!" Yujin has nothing to say to that, so she moves on.

Next up is Liz, perched forlornly on a rock, where Yujin tentatively joins, giving her nude body a cursory examination that offers up few clues. She hesitantly touches her shoulder, "You um, are you good?" Liz gives her a frank look, "Are you?" Yujin snorts in surprise, "Obviously, my guts aren't clogged with cum and I'm not braindead, so I think I'm doing pretty well." Liz looks unconvinced, but nods slowly, "Sure. I'll go check in on the other two then, it sounds like they're a mess," she stands up, before giving Yujin an oddly pitying glance, "You... did good too, okay?" Yujin frowns, "What is that supposed to mean?" Oh but she does know -Siyeon's hands clamped tight around her plump butt as her tongue shoves its way down her throat- Yujin forces it down, "Um, you did a great job punishing her there, really showed some Sadism!" Liz lets out a bleak laugh, "If you count cleaning her ass out with my tongue sure, she did let me try though," she becomes thoughtful, "I did learn a lot, even if she did take over at the end." Which was a bit of a lie when -Sua moans lewdly as Liz plows her from behind with her strap-on, viciously spanking the slut in retribution for the evils she had wrought; but also because it aroused her. At least until Sua grows bored of her lackluster domination (after around ten minutes), and shows her how it's really done, starting with a thorough cleaning of her rear- Yujin simply nods reassuringly, before continuing; at least Liz had done decently well.

Gaeul however, is busy bawling her eyes out, as starkly naked as the rest of them, sitting in a shallow pool of foul-smelling liquids; well to most people at least, to an idol it was beyond normal. Yujin splashes through the puddle of spilt sexual fluids and squats down next to the poor uptight girl before giving her a hug. Gaeul furiously pushes her away however, snarling at her leader, "Don't touch me! I'm... dirty. Those. Those. Those perverts violated me!" Oh they had done more than that -Gaeul wails in distress is she is double penetrated, though that does not stop her from squirting all over Jiu and Handong as they fuck her. Jiu sweetly does her best to comfort the girl, even as Handong depravedly plows her ass with abandon; until the pure and innocent idol had been broken. Gaeul had shamelessly begged for it in the end, demanding that she be defiled, being so needy that Yoohyeon had to come over and fill her mouth as well to shut her up- Yujin makes soothing noises, "You resisted them mightily Gaeul, you did all you could!" Gaeul gives her a baleful look, "Which is more than you ever did." Taken aback, Yujin shakes her head, "What?" "Seriously?" Gaeul points emphatically at Yujin's thighs. Yujin glances down, and discovers that somebody had written their number on her left thigh, while the right bore the message, "Call Me -Siyeon" Her face flushes, ohnononononONONO -Siyeon growls huskily as she makes out with Yujin, groping her perky ass with relish until she is satisfied. Yujin had barely put up any resistance once Siyeon's tongue had been shoved down her throat, her natural libido overcoming her paltry delusions of heroism. She had gorged upon SIyeon's cunt for what felt like hours, swallowing an endless tide of fluids until they ran down her neck. Then she had begged for it. The first to break, Yujin had loudly implored Siyeon, even as the rest of IVE watched appalled, still locked in their own battles, their leader had degenerated into a lewd slut. And oh, how Siyeon had punished her for it, properly, making her denigrate herself even further, making her noisily proclaim what a valiant magical girl she was even as she rode her villainous foe's strap-on. Yujin was a very good magical girl, Siyeon had told her that while she was busy painting her wrists with her sloppy cunt juices, her eyes rolling back as she climaxed continuously-

Yujin moans in mortification as the shamelessness of her fall truly hit her, after all of her outward strength she had given in so easily? What happened to her grand morals and ideals? Gaeul allows some sympathy to shine through, "It's okay Yujin, we all knew you were a slut, you just need to be more honest with yourself," they sit in silence for several minutes before she hesitantly continues, "Though to be honest, I think they did hit you with some sort of... arousal spell? Like you were out of your clothes before we even really started fighting them. Normal fighting I mean, not freaky lesbian sex." Gaeul coughs in embarrassment, but luckily for the both of their fragile egos their phones ping loudly, "Oh, looks like Leeseo finally blew up that alligator cyborg, at least she had fun." Yujin groans, "I want to blow up lizard robots too! Why can't we just do normal magical girl things?" Gaeul sighs and stiffly pats her leader's back, "Maybe we should stick to fighting monsters and not... perverted witches?" Yujin perks up a little at this, "That sounds like a good idea," she winces, "It is going to make seeing them at that awards show next week really awkward though, there is no way were are doing this shit in public." Gaeul gives her a speculative look, "What about in private?"

Yujin smiles, oh she loves her IVE, "Well then we can play at magical girls and witches again, and this time, justice will triumph!"

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Little Scrubs and Sweet Spooks

Pairing: Conrad Hawkins x Resident!Reader

Word Count: ~3,000

Setting: Chastain Park Memorial, Hawkins home, Halloween night

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The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the scent of baby powder and pumpkin spice as Y/N Hawkins adjusted her newborn son's soft, pumpkin-themed beanie. Five days past his one-month mark, baby Eli Hawkins blinked up at her with sleepy honey brown eyes that looked just like Conrad’s.

"Alright, Eli," she whispered, adjusting his snug orange onesie with “Cutest Pumpkin in the Patch” stitched in bold letters across the front. "You're all set to melt hearts at Chastain today."

From the hallway came the thunder of twin footsteps.

"Mom! I can’t find my stethoscope!" Ava Hawkins, the more spirited of the five-year-old twins, came barreling in, her little white coat flapping. She had a toy surgical mask pulled under her chin and a miniature ID badge that read "Dr. A. Hawkins — Future Cardiothoracic Surgeon."

"You left it in the kitchen next to the apple slices, remember?" Y/N said with a knowing smile. "Try not to misplace your tools, Doctor."

Behind her came Lily, more serene, already perfectly dressed in her pink scrubs and a toy badge that read "Nurse Lily Hawkins — Care Extraordinaire." Her blonde hair, tied in two neat buns, peeked out from under a toy nurse's cap.

"I helped Eli get dressed," Lily declared proudly. "He smiled at me."

"You both did an amazing job this morning," Y/N said, wrapping an arm around each twin. “Your dad’s going to lose it when he sees you.”

Before she could wrangle the girls into their jackets, the doorbell rang. Y/N opened it to reveal Marshall Winthrop, impeccably dressed in a dark blazer, holding a bag of treats in one hand and a cup holder with two lattes in the other.

"Thought I'd drop in early," he said. "Figured you'd need caffeine, and these two might like a ride in Grandpa’s car."

"Grandpa!" the twins squealed, launching into his arms. Marshall laughed, managing the lattes with surprising agility.

"Hey, hey, careful—these are hot!" He turned to Y/N with a wink. "You’re going to Chastain anyway. Why don’t I take you all? I’ve got a board meeting in twenty minutes, and I could use the company."

Y/N hesitated, but only for a moment. "You’re sure you don’t mind?"

"Of course not. Besides," he added, looking down at baby Eli now tucked into his car seat, "I haven’t seen this little guy in costume yet. My grandson is a pumpkin. That’s historic."

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At Chastain

The main atrium of Chastain Park Memorial buzzed as always with a mix of urgency and calm. But when Marshall stepped through the glass doors, flanked by two tiny medical professionals and a pumpkin-shaped newborn in his daughter-in-law’s arms, heads turned.

"Excuse me," murmured Nurse Hundley, nearly walking into a cart. "Are those mini… uniforms?"

"They’re adorable!" exclaimed the front desk attendant.

The twins beamed, basking in the attention. Ava struck a pose with her toy scalpel. "I'm like Dr. Mina. She’s the best."

Lily chimed in, standing straighter. "I’m like nurse Nic. Nurses keep everything together."

Y/N laughed gently. "That’s completely unprompted."

A round of coos came from the nurses’ station as AJ Austin, walking past with Devon, paused mid-stride.

"You’ve got to be kidding me," AJ said, blinking. "Is that… is one of them dressed like Mina?"

"And the other like Nic," Devon added, leaning in to take a picture with his phone. "You win Halloween, Y/N."

Y/N smiled, bouncing Eli gently. "It was their idea. Ava’s obsessed with Mina, and Lily basically worships Nic."

As if on cue, Mina Okafor herself turned the corner and came to a screeching halt.

"What the… Is that—?"

"Ava Hawkins, Future You," Y/N teased.

Mina’s eyes scanned the child’s attire, from the expression to the confident stance. Then she slowly looked at Y/N.

"I’m flattered. Slightly disturbed, but flattered."

Then, without warning, Mina picked up Ava and twirled her.

"You're coming with me. I’m keeping you."

"No fair!" Lily cried.

"Sorry, kid," AJ said, laughing. "Surgeons steal things. It's part of the job."

"Should’ve gone into orthopedics," Devon said sagely.

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Down the Hall

Conrad hadn’t seen a break in nearly five hours. Between consults, a trauma code, and the usual mountain of paperwork, he hadn't even looked at his phone. So when he finally emerged from a patient’s room, rubbing at his temples, he had no idea what was waiting just outside the nurse’s station.

"Dr. Hawkins," Voss called, smiling as she stepped aside. "Didn’t know we hired new staff."

Conrad turned—and froze.

There, standing side by side with absolute pride, were Ava and Lily. Ava immediately launched herself into his arms.

"Daddy!"

Conrad crouched down, overcome with a laugh that broke the tension of the day. "What—? You guys look incredible!"

"I'm Dr. Mina!" Ava said, puffing out her chest.

"And I'm Nurse Nic," Lily added sweetly, slipping her small hand into his.

"You nailed it," Conrad said, kissing them both before his eyes finally lifted—and softened—at the sight of Y/N holding their son.

"Eli," he murmured, already reaching. Y/N carefully handed over the bundled newborn.

"Did you dress him like a pumpkin?" he asked, chuckling.

"Pumpkin with hospital-grade snuggles," Y/N replied.

He stared down at the baby in his arms, overwhelmed by warmth. Eli gurgled in response, content as ever in his father's embrace.

"God, I love you," Conrad whispered into the baby's hat, before stealing a kiss from Y/N.

A small crowd had gathered at this point. Voss leaned in toward Y/N.

"I want one."

Y/N arched a brow. "A baby?"

"No. A mini-Mina. She can run the ER."

Mina appeared, arms crossed, Ava now clinging to her leg.

"You joke, but I’ve already started training her."

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Later That Evening – The Suburbs

The Hawkins household stood proudly at the end of a winding cul-de-sac now aglow with Halloween decorations. By dusk, the neighborhood had transformed into a wonderland of skeletons, cobwebs, candy bowls, and excited children.

Conrad’s shift had ended just in time. After a quick change into jeans and a sweatshirt, he joined Y/N outside as she adjusted Eli in his stroller, now sporting a soft fleece pumpkin cover.

"You sure you don’t want to dress up?" he asked, nudging her.

"I’m good playing security and snack patrol," she replied. "This night’s all about the kids."

Ava and Lily were already darting from house to house, waving at neighbors and proudly declaring their names and costumes.

"I’m Dr. Ava Hawkins!"

"I’m Nurse Lily Hawkins!"

"And that’s our baby brother, Pumpkin Eli!" Ava yelled.

Y/N grinned, looping her arm through Conrad’s. "You know, they’ve been talking about this for a month. And it was your dad’s idea to bring them to Chastain."

"Yeah?" Conrad said, surprised. "Marshall actually did something thoughtful today?"

"Don’t push your luck," she teased. "He was good. Even brought coffee."

Conrad nodded, looking out over the happy chaos of children weaving through the sidewalk. “I needed this. After today? This is everything.”

Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder. “Happy Halloween, Dr. Hawkins.”

He turned, smiled softly, and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Happy Halloween, Dr. Hawkins.”

They stayed there like that, under the flickering glow of porch lights and jack-o-lanterns, watching as their daughters giggled and held hands, their newborn son quietly snoozing in his stroller—each one a reminder that even in the chaos of life and medicine, moments like these made everything whole.

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End.

[omaano]

SW Hades AU January Update

Woohoo, look at that we have a header for the monthly updates now!

Some links and previous updates: May - June - July - August - September - October/November - December - everything else in this AU

I finally got around to not only finish Quinlan's character illustration, but also add a background, glow effect and text box to him.

I've got to say, I am very very proud and more than a little surprised at how well he turned out! Green is my nemesis of a color (that's partly why I decided to tackle Quinlan and Kit in one go - bite the bullet in one go and all that) but funnily enough all his greens are rather desaturated dark yellows (including his skin tone). Gosh, initially I'd picked those colours off of Ares, and up until I added the warmer red to the edges of the shadows on his skin I was very very terrified that I'd made a huge mistake here. (It's part of my art process, spending a significant amount of it being terrified that I messed up my colours beyond saving TT^TT) But he turned out amazing and super shiny!

Adding those snakebite piercings was also such a big brained idea (can you tell that I'm really really happy with him? XD) and this illustration is defnitely up there among my top faves with Shaak Ti.

Kit in comparison was a lot more straightforward (hah).

The foreshortening and positioning of his arms was... well. Not Fun, let's just stick with that, but I'm very good at dying on very small hills, and I'd got it in my head that I'm gonna push this pose A Bit. In the end it wasn't as much as I'd hoped for, but I did try for some exaggeration in the posing and anatomy as well. (Have you seen Ares's hands and forearms and Dionysos's thighs??)

Further SHOUTOUT and a million thanks to @hastalavistabyebye for their enthusiastic tags under all my Hades posts, and for being the genius mind behind these additional trinkets for this AU:

Fizzroot Shake for Nectar (we gotta be safe with teenagers around), and Tiingilar for Ambrosia ❤️❤️

Additional extra ramblings below the cut to save space on your dashboards:

Let's move from the trinkets back towards Kit and Quinlan last, yeah?

Fizzroot Shake and Tiingilar

It isn't as obvious with the big character illustrations as with the smaller images, but I really do have some trouble with keeping things - colours and shapes - simple. It's more obvious on small things that really cannot pack or fit in all those details, so I had to do a lot of repainting (like with the fizz fuzz foam of the shake, or the bowl of the tiingilar), and truth be told I'm still not happy. Might be that the drawing is still too detailed - but in my defense this was a wind-down project for me these past few weeks.

I have collected a few references for shapes and materials and colours from both Hades and Hades2 as you can see on the margins. I am still obsessed with the glow of Hestia's keepsake, it just glows, I love it! If I were to change a few things on these I think it would be to add some more orange/yellow to the Fizzroot Shake to offset the purple a little more (like how the purple bow balances out the very bright yellow/orange of the nectar/ambrosia), and work more black into the bowl of the tiingilar. I was thinking about adding more of that blue to it, but I wonder if even at this level there is too much of it...

Anyway, I will surely be forced to learn a lot more of this when I sit down to finish all my keepsake versions. Some of those are certainly still too detailed in their current design D:

Kit and Quinlan

I took a lot of inspiration for both Kit and Quinlan's clothing from concept art and character models from TCW. Especially for the pistols and the holsters for Quinlan's black getup that he would have worn if the Dark Acolyte storyline made it into the show, I believe.

I was also very very tempted to draw Kit wearing a really high cut swimming suit without the shorts/leggings. The ones that are cut so high they display the entirety of the hips and most of the ass as well probably? But I chickened out in the end, and stuck with a semi-see-through layer on his thighs too smh

I also try to be more intentional with my shapes in these designs. I'm not sure how I'm doing with that, but I tried for a lot of triangles with Kit. And lots of greens and orange, of course. To prove that I'm learning from those Hades style breakdown videos that I'd watched last year. So I made some notes on dominant shapes with the both of them (it was mostly triangles, and Kit also got a rectangle note as well), and to pick one bright, highlight colour while I keep the others desaturated to support that colour.

I think I did better on that front with Quinlan than with Kit. The yellow and gold of all his markings and jewelry pop real nice (and even the little "jewel" highlights of green and torqois worked so well in support of each other! I was really surprised, I generally hate adding them at the end...) and with his dark clothes, skin and hair they really support that metallic brightness even with the warmer tones worked in at the edges of shadows.

Kit on the other hand, I feel he turned out too bright and warm green, and so the orange in his vambraces and clothes don't pop that much. It lacks a bit of balance maybe. There was a time when he seemed to be too dark and desaturated a green, and that was likely the step when I got too scared to trust the process and turned up my saturation a bit too much. So I tried to work a bit of light yellow into him with that bottom lighting, and it did what it could but... oh well. I still quite like it, don't misunderstand me!

I know I sound a bit nitpicky here, but in truth I'm trying to work out what I could learn from these pieces that I might use in the next one! I'm trying to be more intentional with my work, but it doesn't come very easy to me, so working through these things in these posts do help a little. And who knows, maybe it will help someone else too :)

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✿ 𝙟𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙪𝙖𝙣’𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙠! ✿

characters: jing yuan x nb!reader

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, crack, chaos, jing yuan having an obsession with ur cheeks, this was much more funnier in my head. i suck at writing😔😔

notes: i need to learn how to shift so i can make this mans my husband hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

STEP 1: TENDERIZE THE MEAT

it was no doubt that jing yuan was an incredibly affectionate and clingy lover. and that tragically only amplifies when his lover - aka you - has been away for a few weeks long business trip to another ship of the xianzhou. it only made sense when your fluffy haired lover immediately threw himself into your arms just when you've barely stepped in through the front door, calling out his name.

"yu! i'm ba-" before you could even finish that sentence alone, a large man with fluffy white hair crashes into you, knocking the both of you down onto the floor of your shared home. to say he was heavy would be an understatement. his large body was practically crushing you, almost to the point of crushing your chest cavities in.

"my love!!" a dramatic voice calls out from on top of you before sobbing noises could be heard. burying his face into your chest, the general sobs. shoulders shaking and heaving. but you were too old for his tricks and shenanigans. you've been dealing with jing yuan's shit for a whole of five centuries, after all. this was nothing new.

"where have you been?! why didn't you answer my texts?! or even read my messages?!" the general continues to complain loudly, like a child who's favorite toy had been taken away from him.

well, it was hard to answer him when he was literally crushing you under his weight, snuggling his face into your chest with sobs - he just wanted to feel your chest on his face, that was all - and when you have quite literally been busy with business to start with. not to mention the latest stellaron crisis thing has made signal quite weak too.

however, before you could even let out a sigh at his continued shenanigans, you see him peek up at you with the same old golden eyes. golden eyes looking up at you from where his face was smushed oh so comfortably against your chest. you can just feel the clingy man's lips quirk upwards into a smug grin.

reaching his hands up, the general cups your cheeks in his large and warm hands. calloused from years of battle and hardships yet still gently cradling your face in his hold. he always made sure to be absolutely gentle with you. sometimes.

once his favorite part of you was safely and securely in his hold, your oversized, clingy, cat-like lover wastes no time. poking, squeezing, prodding, turning your face into many different shapes as he giggles to himself as if he was centuries younger again. back when he first met you. back when he was just a simple cloud knight in training, hopelessly pining after you, stuttering and tripping over his words as he tries to make up a sentence to talk to to you.

STEP 2: SEASON THE MEAT

reaching up to a more comfortable pose to give him more better access to your soft cheeks, jing yuan leans over you with his face in his ever so smug look. but to your trained eyes, you could see just how much the man had missed your warmth. your affections. the way your hand would run through his long hair and leave his face peppered in kisses.

"missed you. missed you so much" the general of the luofu mumbles, a cute - adorable almost - lovesick grin on his face as he leans down to pepper your cheeks in kisses. of course, it isn't jing yuan style if he doesn't make any theatrics out of his love and adoration for you.

loud, overdramatic mwah! mwah! mwah! mwah! noises coming from the cat-like man as he leaves not a single spot left without being absolutely smothered in his 'love attacks'.

while of course, you just laid there on the floor, accepting his kisses and dramatic jing yuan style of showing affections. how could anyone ever blame you? jing yuan was a great kisser and he loved to shower you with them. you did missed him as well.

oh, you poor sweet summer child. if only you knew what your mischievous lover was planning...

STEP 3: BON APPETIT!

"yu... lemme mwah get up first mwah, will you? i get it, i mwah missed you as mmf well, my love. but please, let mmgg me eat something first" you hum softly, not exactly making any move or indications that you wanted to get up despite your words.

what can you say? your lover was a great kisser. an absolute A+ kisser. soft, gentle pecks peppering all over your face, taking away your breath everytime he decides to dip just a bit closer and steal a kiss or two - or maybe even three - from your lips. but you really needed a bite to eat. your stomach was literally growling just like how mimi would at times. and that was saying something.

"5 more minutes..." the clingy man hums softly, lips still tightly pressed against the soft fat of your cheeks. you simply let out a hum in response, thinking that he was going to kiss you again before -

chomp!

huh...? wait no what? literally. hold up. seriously, no joke. hold on a fucking moment. a literal fucking second to let [name] catch their thoug-

nom! nom nom nom!

before you could even allow your poor exhausted body and fried brain comprehend just what the fuck was going on, your absolute pain in the cheek of a husband decides to on-nom-nom his way on your cheeks. literally. it felt like he was trying to eat you alive like a steak.

STEP 4: TRY TO SURVIVE YOUR LOVER'S WRATH

"jing yuan, one of the seven arbiter-generals of the xianzhou alliance, one of the six charioteers"

uh-oh. not only was that a full-blown full name call but also with his titles?! rest in pieces, jing yuan. try not to trip over your own feet while your seething lover with a bitemark on their cheek chases you down the entirety of the luofu ship with the infamous flip flop in hand. you will truly be missed.

"uhmm..." how should yanqing even begin with his question as he tries to comprehend what happened to your poor face? more specifically, the bitemark on your cheek which seemed red and still fresh. ouch.

"what happ-"

"a lion bit me"

"mimi?!"

"no. another lion"

just then a very much sulking and pouting general with a fluffy white hair comes into the room. face looking like he was ready to sob at any given second, looking very much like a scolded child. that was all the explanation the young lieutenant needed.

"oh".

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 3

(Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

[Masterlist]

[OT7]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Until Death by minniepetals

— pairing: bts x reader — genre: fluff, slight angst, demon! au — word count: 4.4k — summary: until death do you part, you are theirs and they are yours

➺ Kidnapped? by daydream-hobii

Pairing: BTS x Reader; Persian Cat!Seokjin, Black Cat!Yoongi, German Shepherd!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calico Cat!Jimin, Golden Retriever!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook Genre: Hybrid!AU; Fluff with some Angst Word Count: 1,012 Summary: You were just grocery shopping when a golden retriever smiled at you, grabbed your hand, and took you out to his car. Was someone hurt? Was he alright? You followed him, thinking this, but when you pulled up to a large house in the country, your heart sank. Were you just kidnapped?

➺ Because I'm a man, I'll hold your hand by army-author

pairing: flirty BTS + reader genre: fluff, comedy... maybe? word count: 3K summary: Your visit to a haunted school building has your heart racing... but is that due to the possibility of seeing ghosts, or because of the extremely handsome boys you’re with? 

➺ Requested Drabble by minniepetals

— pairing: flirty BTS + reader — genre: fluff, comedy, office au — synopsis: "are you crying"

{SERIES}

➺ Requested Mafia Series by minniepetals

— pairing: mafia! bts x mafia! reader — genre: fluff, slight angst, mafia! au, enemies to lovers — parts: 16/16 — synopsis: "I thought you'd kill me by now"

➺ What if... series by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Pairing: Captain namjoon, Detective hyung line, officer maknae line X mafia kingpin reader Genre: (soft) Yandere, blood, guns, death, violence, corruption, stalking, unhealthy obsessions, suggestive shit, crime, Mafia au Parts: 3/3 Prompt: What if... you were the Kingpin and they were the detectives?

{REACTION}

➺ Their reaction to finding out that their girlfriend is a vampire by army-author

➺ Their reaction to their girlfriend being a shape-shifter by choking-on-tae

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Wolf Among Deer by army-author

➸ pairing: Namjoon x female reader ➸ word count: 17.3k words ➸ genre: fluff, mild angst, shifter au, best friend’s brother au, fake dating au ➸ summary: ❝ your best friend needs a date to appease her parents over christmas, so you reluctantly agree to help by posing as her girlfriend. there are, however, two problems with this plan. problem 1) you are a wolf shifter, and your best freind’s deer family do not take kindly to predators. problem 2) your best friend’s brother is incredibly attractive, and you may be harbouring a huge crush. what could possibly go wrong? a whole lot, that’s what... ❞

➺ The Kim Line by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jin x Namjoon ↬ genre: Open relationship, idol!au, Smut [18+] ↬ summary: Before Namjoon allowed Jungkook to see his girlfriend’s nudes, the Kims were part of her birthday surprise, being the first to see Y/n fully naked. ↬ wc: 7.1k

➺ Let Me Hold Them by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Namjoon x F. Reader x Jungkook ↬ genre: idol!au, bf!au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Jungkook is interested in seeing your nudes. ↬ wc: 9.4k

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Voice Mail by joonary

Pairing: kim seokjin x reader Genre: fluff; humor; friends to lovers; college podcast au Word count: 7k Summary: kim seokjin is best known around campus for his romance advisory podcast, voice mail, but to you, he’s just your lovable idiot of a best friend. but when he accidentally lets it slip that he’s fallen for one of your fellow peers, you can’t help but be a little bit curious (and quite frankly, a tad bit jealous).

➺ The Kim Line by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jin x Namjoon ↬ genre: Open relationship, idol!au, Smut [18+] ↬ summary: Before Namjoon allowed Jungkook to see his girlfriend’s nudes, the Kims were part of her birthday surprise, being the first to see Y/n fully naked. ↬ wc: 7.1k

➺ Drabble by indgio

pairing: Kim seokjin x reader genre: fluff & crack wc - approx. 0.6k Summary: the one where jin is drunk off his face and you get friend-zoned. Alternatively, you’ve been dating kim seokjin for 2 and a half years now, and it takes him all of a few drinks to forget that

➺ Salute [M] by untaemedqueen

Pairing: Seokjin x Wife!Reader WordCount: 3.8k Genre: Teeny Bit of Angst, Smut, Fluff Summary: seokjin coming back from the military and seeing his wife with their newborn daughter was a surprise to him.

➺ Dad Seokjin drabble by eoieopda

Pairing: Seokjin x Wife!Reader Genre: marriage!au, dad!jin, fishing Synopsis: “See? I’m finally not the only Kim who likes to fish!”

➺ Ice Lolly [M] by whatifyoulivelikethat

pairing(s): seokjin x reader genre: established relationship; featuring seagull-BTS LOL; crack and fluff; smut  summary: You (accidentally?) deep throat a popsicle in front of Min Yoongi. It's not what it looks like! Well, it kinda is, but you have a good reason! You just want to give your boyfriend, Kim Seokjin, a mind-blowing blowjob and you read some stuff online and, uh... okay, that still doesn't sound like a good reason, but I swear it is.

➺ ForeverLand by jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader ➜ Words: 15.2k ➜ Genres: 95% Fluff, 5% Angst, Peter Pan!AU ➜ Summary: Just because you're nineteen doesn't mean you aren't still a CHILD! So why does everyone want you to grow up so badly?! Is it so wrong to not want to work? To get married?! And for heaven's sake, you'll wed anyone but boring Namjoon! Little do you know, a certain fairy boy's about to grant your wish and whisk you far away from this nightmare.

{SERIES}

➺ The Newscasters by jimlingss

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x reader Words: 8.5k Genre: Fluff, Future Smut, Anchors!Au, Rivals!Au Summary: When Local and Celebrity news has to fight head on, who knows who will win. All you do know is that Kim Seokjin, the arrogant bastard that he is, might give you a hernia before your job does.

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Swing Life Away by aphrodijin

pairing: min yoongi x fem!reader rating: 18+ word count: 5.2k synopsis: it's your first anniversary as a married couple but not only did you forget today's special occasion, you also didn't prepare a self-made gift for your husband -- except for the bundle of joy in your womb.

➺ Through the Facade by dreamescapeswriting

Pairing: Chaebol! Yoongi x Chaebol! Reader Word Count: 7.2K Genre: arranged marriage, yoongi being a simp for reader, forgiveness, fluffy ending, smut Warning: TRIGGER WARNING MENTIONS OF ABUSE FROM FATHER, BEING HIT IN ONE SCENE PLEASE DONT READ IF IT’LL TRIGGER YOU, T MINORS DNI!!!

{SERIES}

➺ Domestic Yoongi Series by bluewhale52

Pairing: Yoongi x OC Genre: idol!au, established relationship, fluff Parts: 12/12

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Wake me up {M} by rmstdio

▬ synopsis. hoseok decides to treat himself after a long day of work. ▬ pairing. jung hoseok x reader ▬ genre. est relationship au • pwp | smut ▬ length. 1.5k words

➺ Love Quarrels by mirahuyooo

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader Word Count: 4,919 words Content/s: ANGST, fLUFf, romance, established relationship, mention of arranged marriage, fIGHTING, Hoseok is one stubborn bich but he simp, Mafia AU Synopsis: Couples fight. It's unavoidable and normal even—but will you and your husband get over it?

➺ Who's the boss by Yoonpobs

pairing: jung hoseok x oc genre: fluff, slight enemies to lovers, boss!hobi, pa!oc warnings: like one moment of suggestive content, confessing but no real confessions, jimin is your annoying best friend words: 4, 663 summary: valentine's day with your stupid (hot) boss

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ The Little Mermaid [M] by guksthighs

Genre: fairytale!au, mermaid!reader, smut, fluff, angst Length: 10.1k Summary: Jimin has only ever had eyes for one mermaid and you soon learn that what the prince wants, he gets.

➺ Nine Months [M] by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: maknae line x f. reader ↬ genre: parents to be au, established relationship au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Nearing the end of your pregnancy, Jungkook finds it nearly impossible to keep his eyes off you.  When Taehyung notices, he invites him into your bed... along with Jimin. ↬ wc: 5.7k

➺ Requested Drabble [M] by dionymint

✓ Couple: Jimin x Reader ✓ Genre: establishedRelationship!AU ✓ Synopsis: a smutty fluffy drabble where the reader tries to get his attention by teasing him while he plays video games with the guys

➺ High Rise by hyungieyoongi

Pairing: CEO!Jimin x Reader Genre: Fluff + CEO!Jimin + a lot of flirting in an elevator + strangers to lovers + Jimin is romantic and flirty af  Word Count: 2.9K+

➺ Of Gold And Starlight by eleventoes

pairing: prosecutor!jimin x ghost!reader | genre: fluff; also an attempt at mystery word count: 9.5k synopsis: Park Jimin was known for many things—for being the district attorney’s all-time favorite with the highest successful prosecution rate around, for being the sexiest prosecutor on the 15th floor, and also for being that one guy who never grew out of having imaginary friends. You took credit for that last one, though.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Work over Pleasure by lemonyko0

» genre: angst!!!, romance, divorce au, pregnancy. » word count: 1.8k » summary: In order to have everything, you must first be in a position to lose everything. after divorcing the love of your life, you're already halfway there.

➺ Nine Months [M] by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: maknae line x f. reader ↬ genre: parents to be au, established relationship au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Nearing the end of your pregnancy, Jungkook finds it nearly impossible to keep his eyes off you.  When Taehyung notices, he invites him into your bed... along with Jimin. ↬ wc: 5.7k

➺ Infamous [M] by sugaxjpg

✓ Couple: Taehyung x Reader ✓ Genre: Fuckboy!AU & SecretRelationship!AU ✓ Filed under: smut  ✓ Words: 12,508 ✓ Synopsis: You would rather die than to have someone figure out about your sexual escapades with Local Fuckboy, Kim Taehyung. It was an ego thing. 

➺ Requested Drabble [M] by lavishedinjimin

✓ Couple: Taehyung x Reader ✓ Genre: establishedRelationship!AU, lactation kink, mommy kink ✓ Synopsis: reader just had her baby and taehyung wants her to breastfeed him too after she fed their baby.

➺ Requested Drabble [M] by dionymint

✓ Couple: Taehyung x Reader ✓ Genre: establishedRelationship!AU ✓ Synopsis: smutty - fluffy drabble in which the reader and taehyung have a heated make out session while he's looking like boyfriend material in a grey hoodie, sweats, with messy bed hair

➺ Soaring High [M] by taegularities

pairing: dilf / single dad!Taehyung x reader genre: s2l (?); fluff, smut, some crack? word count: 8.5k Summary: A twelve-hour flight passes fast when a scorching hot, single parent is there to entertain you all throughout the day – with his words… as much as with his fingers. 

➺ Bouquet and Garter by jjungkookislife

ღ paring: taehyung x f. reader ღ genre: brother’s best friend, childhood friend, wedding au, {18+} ღ wc: 1.1k ღ summary: when you catch the wedding bouquet and Taehyung catches the garter, you’re fated to be together.

➺ The Kim Line by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jin x Namjoon ↬ genre: Open relationship, idol!au, Smut [18+] ↬ summary: Before Namjoon allowed Jungkook to see his girlfriend’s nudes, the Kims were part of her birthday surprise, being the first to see Y/n fully naked. ↬ wc: 7.1k

{SERIES}

➺ Maybe I Do by chateautae

➵ pairing : taehyung x reader ➵ genre :  arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst ➵ summary :  maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.

[ JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Husband Jungkook Drabble by starsin-youreyes

❧ pairings: jungkook x f! reader ❧ genre/warnings: fluff, established relationship, pregnant! reader ❧ word count: 541 words ❧ synopsis: "You can't know that," he responds with a pout. "Yes, I can! I have three brains, and you have one!"

➺ Nine Months [M] by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: maknae line x f. reader ↬ genre: parents to be au, established relationship au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Nearing the end of your pregnancy, Jungkook finds it nearly impossible to keep his eyes off you.  When Taehyung notices, he invites him into your bed... along with Jimin. ↬ wc: 5.7k

➺ Serendipity by sopewriters

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader Genre: Fluff (with slightly smutty undertones at the end) and a fail attempt at humor; Soulmate!AU Word Count: 2.6K Summary: where anything your soulmate does to their body reflects on your own

➺ Let Me Hold Them by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Namjoon x F. Reader x Jungkook ↬ genre: idol!au, bf!au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Jungkook is interested in seeing your nudes. ↬ wc: 9.4k

➺ Of Gold and Starlight Drabble by eleventoes

pairing: jungkook x reader ft. jimin genre: fluff, platonic au word count: 1.3k warning(s): none synopsis: Jungkook sees you, like really sees you, for the first time.

[magic-shop-stories]

Helloo!! I stumbled on your blog and am obsessed with your writing!!! Love the way you describe and characterize the boys!

Saw that you're open for requests! My J-Hope Concert post-concert depression is so bad 😂😭.

Can I request some headcanons for our sunshine Hoseok?🥺 Maybe some day-in-the-life routine with a partner or boyfriend headcanons like you did for Yoongi and Namjoon? 🥺🥺

Haha basically any Hoseok headcanons that you may have! In spirit of his solo tour whoop!!

Thank youu ❤️💜❤️💜

💌 Reply:

aahh THANK YOU so much for your sweet words!! 💜 I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to this but I hope you made it through that post-concert depression somehow 😭 because same. I just saw the cinema livestream of the final show two days ago and whewww... yeah, it hit hard... ...now that the tour is basically over (except for the encore 👀 ) it felt like the right time to finally sit down and give this to you. I'm super grateful you sent this in and I really hope it's what you imagined, tho it's not as long or detailed as I would’ve liked… (sorry) I’m insanely busy right now (family is exhausting) and the Wi-Fi at our vacation house is actual garbage lol. I’m honestly just glad I managed to upload this at all 😭 feel free to reach out if you want or need any changes... thanks again 💜 – c –🍪

JUNG HOSEOK (J-HOPE) DAILY ROUTINE HEADCANONS  X PARTNER

Pairings: j-hope x (f)reader Rating: G (general) Genre: fluff / romance / slice-of-life Warnings: none

MORNING

“WHAT’S UP, MY BEAUTIFUL WORLD?!”

Wake-Up Time (8:00 AM)

wakes up as if he’s already won a gold medal

alarm blaring “Chicken Noodle Soup” on repeat

flips over with a grin so bright it could power Seoul’s skyline

stretching his arms like a sunflower greeting the sun

first words (before he even opens his eyes):

“Baby, did you sleep as well as me? ’Cause I dreamed of us dancing.”

you’re still snoozing?

he sneaks over to plant a cheeky butterfly kiss on your forehead

dashes to the bathroom humming

Sun Salutation & Stretch (8:05 AM)

pads into the living room for a quick yoga flow

= downward dog → warrior II

and his signature “Hobi Hop” shimmy

you might find him mid-pose

= eyes closed, head bobbing to some unreleased BTS demo playing on low volume

if you join, he high-fives you at the end

crowning you “Yoga Royalty” of the day

Coffee & Breakfast (8:30 AM)

coffee ritual involves a French press

+ frothy oat milk, exactly three pumps of caramel syrup

brings you a matching mug with a smiley face he doodled on a Post-it

“Fuel for the best part of my day.”

breakfast is bright and colorful

he’ll whip up avocado toast topped with scrambled eggs sprinkled in rainbow pepper

blends a strawberry-banana smoothie you can sip together

if you ask for something fancier, he’ll attempt pancakes

dancing around the stove while flipping

expect one or two to land on the floor

he shrugs it off

“Artistic presentation, right?”

DAYTIME

“I GOT DANCE PRACTICE AT 10, BUT I’D TRADE IT FOR A DATE WITH YOU.”

Dance Studio Hours (10:00 AM – 2:00 PM)

his studio is a glass box filled with mirrors, scattered water bottles, and a sonic-boom-level speaker

always blasting the latest hip-hop tracks

texts you mid-choreo

“Lunch break. I need carbs and cuddles. Preferably in that order.”

twirls out of a turn when you arrive

breathless but beaming

drapes his sweat towel around your neck

“Because you deserve a keepsake of my hard work.”

shows you a new choreography

= fast-paced and crisp

has a surprise “love-you” heart shape at the end

he winks

“For you, princess.”

Lunch & Laughter (12:00 PM)

insists on ordering from that rooftop café you both love

= the one with ocean-view bento boxes

teases as you unpack

“Did you pack a fortune cookie? I need answers to life’s mysteries.”

he’s a chatterbox

“Remember that time ARMY mistook me for a ghost?!”

you burst into giggles mid-bite

devours his meal

leaves room to feed you a bite as “quality-control”

stamps you with a peanut-butter kiss on the cheek before you go

“Go conquer your day. I’ll conquer these steps.”

Studio Drop-Ins (3:00 PM)

you come back later?

he’s producing a new solo remix

his workspace is a rainbow of snack wrappers

= Mango Yakult, Chupa Chups, half-eaten chocolate croissant...

you lean against the doorframe?

he spins you around

“Hmmm... rate my beat.”

presses play

it starts with his latest signature whistle

you hum along

he taps his fingers

nods dramatically

shouts

“PERFECT! You heard that first here!”

pulls you into a hug so tight your ribs squeak

“Teamwork makes the Hobi work.”

Afternoon Break (4:00 PM)

drags you for coffee (iced caramel latte, extra whipped cream)

sidewalk café

turns into your personal hype man

will do a mini freestyle rap about how cute you look today

composes a quick “hugbo” (hug + boogie) to your surprise

a street musician plays nearby?

he shimmies over

grabs your hand, and pulls you into a spontaneous two-step

“You’re my dance partner for life, right?”

EVENINGS

“DIVE INTO THE HOBI ZONE: LOUD, BOLD, AND UNFILTERED”

Home-Cooked Dinner (7:00 PM)

his cook mode is serious but fun

he’ll try a new recipe every few days

= from kimchi pizza to rainbow sushi rolls

sometimes it’s “Hobi’s Healthy Bibimbap”

= multicolored veggies, bulgogi marinated to perfection, fried egg that’s just a tad runny

lets you sprinkle the gochujang

“Moderate heat? Or should I call the fire department?”

he grabs your hand while you taste

“Your opinion is the Michelin star of my heart.” (unsure tho, cause I feel like Jin would say that as well )

Game Night & Goofiness (8:00 PM)

challenges you to Mario Kart (after dinner)

it's with a twist

= every lap you win, he does an impromptu victory dance

laughs so loud his voice echoes through the living room when he finally wins by 0.1 seconds

“I am the racing king of the Hobi Republic!”

posts a boomerang of your intense face as you concentrate

captioning it “Love competitor 🎮💜”

Chill Time (9:30 PM)

collapses on the couch

head in your lap

you scroll through Weverse together

he reads fan comments aloud in exaggerated accents (like yk how he mocks ARMY sometimes)

a clip of him dancing goes viral?

he smirks

“That’s my move... memes are just free promotion.”

he reaches for your hand

eyes heavy

“Promise me you’ll always… always keep dancing with me, even when I’m old.”

you lay a gentle kiss on his forehead?

he mumbles

“You’re my forever playlist.”

NIGHTTIME

“TIME TO GLOW UP AND POWER DOWN”

Skincare & Self-Care (10:30 PM)

his 12-step skincare routine rivals a spa day

uses a cleansing oil, foaming wash, vitamin C serum

+ sheet mask with Hope World (you gifted him)

insists you follow along

“Mask up... matching Hobi and [y/n] edition.”

you tease him about having more bottles than the bathroom can hold

he flicks a swatch of moisturizer at you

“Better hue than your face, aren’t I?”

ends with lip balm

“Kiss me goodnight. I need to test the flavor.”

Bedtime (11:30 PM)

hogs both blankets

snuggled up like a warm, buzzy battery

loops your arm through his

pulls you close, half-asleep before lights go out

“You’re the best thing I’ve ever choreographed.”

you catch his gentle smile as he drifts off

he's humming a soft melody you taught him on your first date

mumbles in his sleep

“I love you… more than all my sneakers combined.”

LOVE LANGUAGE

“IF I HAD TO SAY IT, I’D WRITE A SONG INSTEAD.”

Words of Affirmation

can’t resist a good compliment

he hides sticky notes around your apartment

“Your smile slays my hip-hop heart” “You’re brighter than my highlighter.”

you’re stressed?

he texts

“You’ve got this. And if you don’t, I’ll rap you through it.”

drunk confessions (rare but magical)

“My life’s beat drops harder because you exist.”

Acts of Service

knows your coffee order by heart

before you’re even up, he’s at the café window

“One love potion for my muse.”

your laptop’s on the fritz?

he’s already opened a ticket with his gaming PC tech friend

“Priority: Keep my queen online.”

surprises you with embroidered hoodies

“Hobi + [your initials]” for chilly mornings

Physical Touch

build-in hugs

wraps you in a “J-Hope bear hug” whenever you enter a room

“I need my oxygen supply”

tease you a little

random dance lifts in the living room

spinning you like partners in a dream

public exceptions at fansigns

will slip his pinky into yours under the table

“This is for us, my secret handshake.”

Gifts

curates playlists

= “Late Night Vibes by Hobi”

leaves them on random USB drives with “PLAY ME” scrawled in neon

limited-edition sneakers appear on your doorstep with a note

“Train with me, dance date when you break them in.”

a single sunflower left on your pillow

“I saw this and smiled, then thought of you.”

Quality Time

takes you on “Hobi tours” around the city

first stop, your favorite ice cream stand

second stop, a hidden mural perfect for boomerangs

final stop, a rooftop serenade

on lazy Sundays, you’re side by side

he’s editing new tracks while you read

quiet is electric

“Play blindfolded taste-test.”

midnight jamming sessions

you hum a tune?

he builds a beat on the spot

you both laugh at how ridiculous it sounds

SECRETLY SOFT MOMENTS

“CAN’T BELIEVE YOU CAUGHT MY SOGGY SIDE.”

Fallen Asleep in the Middle of a Dance

he conks out on the studio floor after 12 hours of choreography

your concern turns to amusement when he snores to the bassline

you drape a light blanket over him?

he jolts awake

he’s mortified

“I’m so… so sorry, did I snore?!”

you plant a quick kiss on his temple

“Sleep well, best boy.”

he melts

“You’re my safety net.”

Post-Show Adrenaline Crash

he’s buzzing with energy (after solo stage?)

hands shaking, voice trembling from exhilaration

when you meet backstage, he picks you up like a child

spins you around

“Did you see me? Did you hear me? That was for you!”

drops to the bed face-first

you find him half-asleep

clutching your backstage lanyard with your photo on it

you stroke his hair?

he wakes, eyes glossy

“I’m… I’m lucky you stayed.”

EMBARRASSINGLY EARNEST DANCE

“WARNING: CUTENESS OVERLOAD.”

insists he’s “the world’s worst dancer” when out clubbing

the second “That That” drops, he breaks out a 360 spin and moonwalk combo that floors you

breaks into a slow-motion tango while stirring soup in the kitchen

“Cooking requires rhythm, babe.”

you record him

he begs you to delete it

later finds it as your screensaver

slow-dances with you post_Gramym in the hallway of the hotel

humming off-key

“We’re celebrating… my shiny trophy and my shiny love.”

“I NOTICED…” MOMENTS

“DETAILS ARE MY LOVE LETTERS.”

you mention craving mango smoothies at 2 AM

next morning, he shows up with a cooler bag full of them

“Sold out everywhere. Finally found a vendor who’s allergic to me.”

rainy day, he notices you shiver waiting at a bus stop

he sprints past you on his morning jog

tears off his hoodie

drapes it around you

“Free of charge, sunshine heater.”

you talk about your grandmother’s favorite poem?

two days later, he leaves a printed copy on your desk

“Page 3, didn’t want to spoil the ending.”

UNEXPECTED PUBLIC DISPLAY

“PDA? ONLY IF YOU BRING THE SUNSHINE!”

your arm brushes his on stage

he doesn’t let go

squeezes gently

whispers

“You’re my constant.”

ARMY goes wild dissecting the clip

“Why is J-Hope holding…?”

he laughs

“Protective mode: ON.”

stops mid-shop to scoop you into a spin at he mall

dips you

everyone stares

he grins

“Sorry, I’m allergic to standing still.”

he’s posed with other idols during award session

he tilts your chin up with one finger when cameras flash

so your faces are side-by-side

“We’re winning together.”

HOW HE LOVES

Playful Teasing

elbows you whenever you’re “too serious”

lets you smack him back with a pillow

“Game on, J-Hope style.”

Grand Gestures

you mention wanting to learn drums?

he secretly arranges a private lesson

“Free beats for my heartbeat.”

Raw Vulnerability

late at night

after you both are half-asleep

squeezes your hand

“I’m scared… of not being enough. But you make me feel infinite.”

(BONUS) HIGHLIGHT REEL — “THINGS HE SAYS”

“Did someone say breakfast in bed? Because I AM breakfast, baby.” “I need a thousand hugs. Actually, one giant hug. Can you be my blanket?” “Your laughter is my favorite genre of music.” “Why choose coffee when my love can wake you up?” “Promise me you’ll never quit dancing… especially on my heart.”

[katabay]

A SPY FOR A SPY

an informal AmRev sketch dump type of thing circling around some thoughts: Benjamin Tallmadge and the corpse of Nathan Hale (they never did recover Hale's corpse, so this is like. you know. symbolism. it's why Tallmadge isn't looking directly at the body, but oh something in you has changed. loss defines the outline, the shape. that body is going to be inside you forever), bad dreams with John Andre and something that looks like Nathan Hale, and the finally Tallmadge and Andre. they turned your friend into a martyr, Tallmadge, but before that, he was your friend, and that makes this personal.

there's a. triangle. happening between these three. a kind of ritual substitution. the absence of Hale's body demands a body in it's place, John Andre's fate was sealed the minute Nathan Hale died.

also, in the first one, Hale's feet are bound because that's my favorite awful detail from both the MacMonnies statue and the Pratt statue.

(MacMonnies)

(Pratt)

on the topic of Hale statues, what really fucks me up is that the MacMonnies rendition of Nathan Hale is. it's a hot statue. the posing suggests something almost provocative (in combination with the open collar of the shirt), but only because his arms have been tied behind him in a way that forces the position, so it turns vulnerable and voyeuristic. horrifying and delightful. I'm obsessed with it.

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