#isn't it crazy that they couldn't interact with each other. that they had to pretend to not know each other in public

[longingpolaris]

thinking about the nu'est w aron x wanna one minhyun selfie they never actually posted

[lupusaur]

mutt!bob x purebreed!reader (fem reader)

i wanted to write a follow-up to this bc i like writing reader not liking Bob even tho i would fold immediately

Bob isn't that stupid.

He knows you're mad at him for marking you as his, and if he didn't know before, the educational video titled “Mating Bonds and How They Affect Omegas” you made him watch was enough for anyone to understand.

Mainly because you sat with him, staring to make sure he was focused and not zoning out. Then you made him write a letter of reflection on why he was sorry and what he learned.

“Bob….”

Now he had you exactly where he wanted you. On his lap with his face pressed against the now-healed mark. Bob was already licking at the glands to get at your scent. Right now you were looking over the paper while typing something on the computer “hacking stuff for the team” but he noticed your attention was on his letter more. It made him feel fuzzy knowing that he was more important than work. Of course he was, the video mentioned something about how mates couldn't live without each other. There were even times when one of the pairs would get sick if apart for too long. He'll make sure you'll never feel his absence. If Bob had his way, he'd be nestled inside of your warm heat 24/7, keeping you nice and full with his seed–

“I will make it up to you by keeping you satisfied and full. If it can't be my cock, it'll be my fingers. My love for you can only be contained inside of you.”

You wanted to gag at how cheesy and immature it sounded. What was he? A highschool fuckboy? One would think he would take the situation a bit seriously or even pretend to. It was almost funny how honest he was to the point it extended onto paper. Was this something all Alphas thought about? No, Bucky seemed too tired to even remember what he had for lunch yesterday. So all Alphas except Bucky. It didn't help that he was actively grinding and drooling on you now. Did he deliberately write that to hear you say it? This little mutt thinks he's smarter than you. Laughable. You'll make him write two pages next time.

Bob was too busy enjoying himself to think of how his actions had consequences. You really read that part out loud! You actually said those words he had written in a daze when he had thought of bending you over and fucking you silly! As much as you try to hide it, you look annoyed and irritated after most interactions and missions. What better way to feel better by not thinking at all? Having him be in you and pour his love and keep it inside is the best way to make all your worries go away.

“Ah–! Yes! I'll keep you full, I'll give you my knot! Please! Pleasepleaseplease take my knot, it'll fit so well, you need it! You'll die without it! Said so in the video!” Bob was whimpering now, hugging you close and rubbing his cock frantically between your legs and adjusting you to feel your warmth directly press against it. You whined at the feeling of him licking the fur on your ear before sinking his teeth into it. “Not…now! I'm working!”

“You can work later pleasepleaseplease..! You'll die…!”

This dirty slobbering mutt is crazy. Is he really about to cry over not being able to fuck you? Don't people usually get a date first? The Sentry Serum had to have changed Bob from a rabbit to a dog. That, or he was a rabbit in his past life. Was he pretending to be dumb or was he taking things to the extreme? You won't die if you don't get a knot. Well, when your cycle comes and you're delirious from your heat it'll feel like it, but you won't actually die. He has to be stupid. A stupid mutt with a humping problem who happens to have a cock that's bigger than his brain.

The proximity is getting to you but this assignment has to be finished by tonight. Bob can wait. You both can.

[starlightrosess]

Texting them "Fix it" with a picture of you in lingerie attached

summary: In which you ask them if they are busy and then proceed to send a photo of you in lingerie with "fix it" just to see how they react

tags: sexual tension, sexual mentions, fingering mentioned, photos of women in lingerie lmao, modern au, college au for some, established relationship, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

includes: sukuna, nanami, geto, gojo, toji

•❅───✧❅ Sukuna ❅✧───❅•

You met Sukuna recently at a college party he hosted. He doesn't even go to your college. He goes to the rival one across town, but his place his huge, and students and party goers from both schools know that when Ryomen Sukuna hosts a party... you best be there. So you were no different, putting on your best dress and dancing and getting drunk. It was your usual Saturday night.. but tonight you just so happened to catch the eye of the party host himself. After some chats and way too much grinding, you exchanged numbers. Sukuna was a well known fuck boy, never wanting anything too serious. That's just what you wanted.

So that leads you tonight. You're horny, alone, and your toys are just not cutting it the past few days. So you decide to text your new "friend" a picture of yourself in your cutest lingerie. Perhaps sexting will help.. or maybe you can convince him to come running over.

•❅───✧❅ Nanami ❅✧───❅•

You meet Nanami though work, but not directly. Maybe you're a freelancer for another firm, or maybe you're in marketing or publishing, and he is the finance guy who shows up once a month to fix everyone's spreadsheets. Either way, the two of you eventually run into each other and start chatting. He is the opposite of everything you'll ever be, and yet others notice how his stern expression softens when he is around you. He'll even go out of his way to buy your favorite pastries or snack while he gets his usual black coffee.

You two flirt, well, more like you flirt with him. Just to see his expression flicker and the ever so soft reddish hue that dusts his cheeks and ears when you do. But tonight, you're over it. You finished work and left early, but Nanami was still there. So you think of him, while dressed in something sinful. You snap a picture and send it, because you know it'll rattle him.

•❅───✧❅ Geto ❅✧───❅•

You and Geto met during your second year at university. It was honestly a bit of a shock how close you two got, but having a shared class, plus teaming up for a group assignment, does that. You two were complete opposites. You were loud, crazy, and always dragging Geto out to one place or another just for "the experience." So that leads you to dragging him out once again to a party your mutual friend invited you to. You two got there, drank a bit, all in all, it was your usual experience. But for some reason, you just didn't feel like going out that night. Geto caught onto this, and you both left early.

As you left, though, you couldn't help but notice how long his hand lingered on your waist as he guided you out of the party. He always teases you and calls you his troublemaker. But you two aren't official. So when you got home, you put on your cutest lingerie and send Geto the picture. Because you're way too tired of pretending the tension isn't thick enough to choke on.

•❅───✧❅ Gojo ❅✧───❅•

It started out casual, that's all it was supposed to be. Gojo was a walking disaster after all. But he had this annoying habit of constantly looking after you. Texting you good morning and good night, walking you to class even when he had none, and slipping his hoodie or jacket over you when he noticed you were even slightly cold. So somewhere between the 3 A.M face times and holding hands under the restaurant tables, it stopped feeling casual.

So you started dating and have been for a couple of months now. Things didn't change much, other than his protectiveness of you upped like crazy, and he would go and show you off and around to anyone who would listen. This weekend, you didn’t see him. He had some event for his job (he was a part-time model) in which he told you he would be "very busy looking hot professionally." You missed him. So you got a little bold. You were trying on a new lingerie set you bought on a whim and damn.. you looked good. Stupid good. Gojo had been blowing up your phone that morning, so you decided to send him a picture.. just to tease him.

•❅───✧❅ Toji ❅✧───❅•

You met Toji during the worst time in your life. During your "I'm done with men phase." You worked at a small boxing gym downtown. Something to just help pay the bills and to do while finishing school. You worked at the front desk. Toji walked in one day like he owned the place, tall, broad, and sweat drenched from a run. He already knew you were staring as he approached you, asking about a membership. You handed him the clipboard. He signed it, then looked up and said, “You always look this good when you’re bored?” You didn’t even respond. You just raised a brow and went back to your screen.

Toji started showing up more and more, sometimes at the end of your shift, other times when you're alone, always cocky but never pushy. So you asked him, "You come here to work out or flirt?" and he simply replied, "Who says I can't multitask?" So that lead to a couple dates, light night drives, etc. Nothing serious though. After one night of teasing, you decided to try and get back at him. So you put on your new lingerie set you bought for yourself and snapped a picture for him.

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[sunnyferr]

"Akatsuki Yandere + a song for each one"

Hey! This is my second post! I hope you like it as much as you liked the previous one<3

No mentioned pronouns

WARNING: YANDERE, Obsession, manipulation, obsessive jealousy, verbal aggression, mention of physical abuse

part 1 / part 2

characters: Deidara, Sasori, Hidan, and Kakuzu

playing: NEW MAGIC WAND - Tyler, The Creator

Deidara, one of the youngest members of the Akatsuki, I would say he's closer to the "teenage romance," so to speak. I see him as the "sweetest," if you will.

Still, I view him as someone who manipulates emotions. He would use the classic "don't you love me anymore?" as his main weapon. He would never lay a hand on you, but he would play with your innocence and kindness towards others, especially towards him.

"Do you want that nice guy to end up dead because of you?... Hmm, that's what I thought."

Gradually, you would see how your interaction with the outside world deteriorated. He hardly let you communicate with other members, always under his watchful eye.

He would hug and kiss you as much as possible, but only if you were obedient to his rules and commands. He tends to give the cold shoulder when you don't obey what he ordered.

His hands on your cheeks, squeezing lightly as your plump lips parted, he looked at you like a small and defenseless being, one who wouldn't harm a fly. He knew he had you under his control. Your teary eyes made him want to hug you tighter, so tight he could crush your ribs, but love was like his art, explosive, isn't it?

playing: hostage - Billie Eilish

He does not have a heart, Sasori does not have that feeling of "love" like Deidara, he only feels obsession towards your body, your delicacy, and your sweet demeanor... the most innocent puppet in his collection.

He would always be by your side, protecting his next work of art, constantly admiring your eternal beauty, his eyes piercing your beautiful waist and hips, your beautiful hair and your bright eyes, but in his gaze, it is cold, only showing greed to have you there, just for him.

"No, I don't like you at all, you seem annoying to me, what I like is your body..."

He would be in your room all night, watching you sleep while he fixes his puppets, watching your chest rise and fall with your breaths, your body relaxed and stretched, he looks at you with desire, undoubtedly you will be part of his next collection.

He never kissed you, never touched your body, he saw you as so fragile, as if you were made of glass, he did not want to harm your perfectly cared for skin, it would be sacrilege for him...

His hands so close and yet so far from your body, with a destructive desire to strangle you and turn you into his next work of art, to him it seemed... exciting, imagining the way you writhed before him, it made him feel in some way, as if he had control of your life, he loved being able to possess you, to do whatever he wanted with you, like a puppet...

playing: Ultraviolence - Lana Del Rey

In addition to being aggressive as a partner, he is a crazy obsessed with his partner, and always forces you to be behind him, chasing him like a dog in search of some love, because he couldn't even provide that to you.

He always saw you as a fragile doll, that he really wanted to break, stain, just to satisfy his morbid fascination with you, he always wanted to destroy you, sees your tears as the most beautiful and adorable thing, even if they are from the pain he himself caused you.

"Look… are you about to cry again? You are so cute when you cry for me…"

His eyes always on you, watching every move, if you spoke too much, he would correct you when you got to his room, grabbing you tightly by the wrist, quickly dragging you to his room.

He won't really feel guilty about anything, just pretends to by bringing you some flowers and maybe some chocolate or candy he knows you like, so you feel a little loved, and then he will continue to be the same human trash as always.

A wet cloth on your cheek, he had hit you again for throwing a "tantrum", you were crying, in the darkness of the room, until he opened the door, with the same bouquet of flowers as always, throwing it beside you, as if that would make the bruise on your cheek disappear, he slowly approaches you, and places a hand on your injured part, and leans in to give you a kiss, a kiss that seemed sweet, but in reality, meant nothing to him.

playing: Drunk Walk Home - Mitski

A really tough man, very materialistic, not so jealous, he really doesn't care, what he doesn't want is for you to leave his mental control, he is very materialistic, he loves money, how far would he go for it?

I know it's hard to hear, but he prostitutes you, of course, only with the people he wants, he really has a fetish of seeing you surrounded by other men, it's something that actually increases his sexual desire, seeing you trembling and embarrassed is something he craves.

"You look so beautiful when you look like that… you should be grateful that I see you as a beauty…"

You really agreed to that "job" because he threatened to leave you if you didn't accept, really a manipulator, playing with your kindness and love for that man.

although he is a LITTLE kind with the aftercare, helping you up and taking you to the shower, giving you privacy to shower, since in half an hour, more clients would come…

he watched the steam come out from under the door, while he was counting bills, going back to the raw memories of your tears running down your cheeks, really exciting to be honest, he stopped counting when he felt the water turn off, and saw you coming out of the shower with just a towel covering your intimacy it made him think of the beauty he had in front of him, too bad that beauty was not only defiled by the man…

[cherriive]

could you do enemies to lovers with yujin or liz ?

﹒⌗﹒that stupid yujin ⸝⸝

★ synopsis :: with ive finally debuting, people thought that all the members would get along well without any problem. well, that wasn't the case with the group's leader and vocalist.

★ info :: wlw/gl, fem reader, use of yn, yujin is a tease, a bit short, the enemies part is mostly one sided tbh💔

At first, during IVE's debut era, people were excited to watch videos of the members interacting, wanting to see the different dynamics the group could give. But for some reason, there was a lack of videos with Yujin and Yn.

Really, it looked almost on purpose. Instagram stories, video trends, etc. It was rare to see them both together, which raised a very obvious question.

What is happening?

Fans started speculating about it, creating the most crazy theories, even that Yujin was somehow Yn. Yeah, no.

But what actually happened behind the cameras was just a simple answer, actually. The two of you couldn't stand each other. And even the members were a bit worried about this.

Since the moment you faced Yujin for the first time, it was like a spark of hate grew inside your heart, and from there, each interaction you had with her was endless bickering.

For the sake of the group, in front of cameras you tried your best to be civil. But the moment cameras were off, the only voices heard until the end of the day was Yujin's and yours.

And things went like this until 'Love Dive'. Mv got released, videos were posted, and things were just like always has been.

Tonight, IVE was going on stage to promote their new comeback, and while you were just sitting on a small couch making sure you remembered everything, Yujin suddenly showed up.

“Yn, have you practiced your rap? You're not messing it up anymore right?”

Yujin was just worried about things going wrong, but you didn't miss the slight cockiness in her voice. Not when she smiled while saying that.

“Yes, Yujin, I've practiced it. Leave me alone.” — you made sure to say her name with almost disgust. For some reason you were ten times more stressed with Yujin than usual, despite nothing happening.

Actually, something did happened. She was so damn beautiful today. You wouldn't ever admit that, or even use the word beautiful but Yujin was so much more stunning.

And it pissed you off that she managed to catch your attention so easily and make your heart feel things.

Things that you wouldn't ever, ever talk about to anyone.

Lost in your own thoughts, the voice of the girl in front of you snapped you back to reality, a cheeky smirk on her face.

“You're staring quite a lot for someone who claims to hate me, you know.”

“Shut up Yujin.”

“Ah, come on Yn. Isn't it tiring to pretend you dislike me?”

You didn't even noticed how close she suddenly was to your face because you avoided making eye contact with Yujin. But you could feel her breath on your lips, and see each detail of her pretty face–

“If you do decent today on stage I promise to give you something later.”

There was no time for your mind to process her words when she suddenly gave you a light kiss on your cheek, almost touching your lips but still not quite there.

Without saying another word, Yujin smiled and walked back to the other girls who seemed oblivious to what just happened. While you just sat there with a dumb face, cheeks red and heart racing

“Stupid Yujin.” — you thought while placing a hand on top of where she kissed you.

★ a/n :: i'm sorry it took me so long to write this😭 but it's finally here! I hope you enjoy it despite being my first time writing yujin </3!!

[tommyssupercoolblog]

speaking of marriages, have you and your husband got each other rings and such or? I'm actually unsure how your love story and stuff started so I'm kinda curious...

We used to have a ring!!!! but we couldn't afford to get it sized properly so one day I was stimming really hard and shaking my hands autism style and it flew off.... One day I hope to buy a new one and get it sized good so it won't disappear again. That was a STRESSFUL day I was in tears looking for it and Seán thankfully calmed me down and reminded me that a ring is just a symbol and isn't actually that important, and everything was gonna be okay. He is so amazing and POGGERS 🙀😻

I posted a comic about how we got together at some point on here!!! I definitely have it on my old webbed site that I don't use anymore. Lemme go grab it- FOUND!!!

This is old as fuck and honestly needs to be redone but it has a quick TLDR!!! And a mention of the headspace kids- deep cut Tommy Mcloughlin lore.... (I was feeling really depressed about not being able to have kids so Joey, who's sort of like our boss because he was the first alter to split off, suggested we look into basically pretending we have kids. He pointed out that if we can manifest whatever in headspace, then while they wouldn't actually move or think independently or be ALIVE, we could make fake babies to hold and take care of. So sometimes when I catch baby fever and feel like I need to be motherinnit I will use my headspace babies to calm down, but they are not real alters and when I'm not using them they stop existing. They're more like dolls than real kids)

But yeah for a while we weren't aware of the rest of the system, so me and Seàn were in this weird limbo of alternating between being a couple, being platonic friends with crushes, and confessing or making a move, wildly jumping from one to the other or being in a gray area because we didn't think the other one was real, so it was a coin toss on every interaction wether the other (or ourselves) would act like something that already happened, like, happened. One day we're cuddling, the next it's as if it never happened even though we both remember it, because we don't think it was a real experience that "counted".

Then when we had the system egg cracking, it made us realize that that meant that the other person was real, and by extension, all of our moments together, and it was like. "OH SHIT. OH SHIT I HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND HE'S REAL. OH SHITTTTT /pos" and we were both SO hype and excited. It felt too good to be true, that like, all of my memories of us talking to each other while fronting were real. That I wasn't "going crazy" when the body moved on it's own and I was chilling and offering commentary while Seàn was doing things, or vice versa and I was moving around and Seàn was talking to me; he's real and we were spending time together. It was the BEST actually.

Seàn proposed, and when he did it it was actually on impulse because we were mid conversation and he was just. SO in love with me and overwhelmed by it that he got up, dug around in our closet to find a ring (it was a silver replica of the one ring from LOTR that we'd gotten for Christmas) and proposed on the SPOT and I CRIED.

We weren't sure at first how a wedding would...like, work? With us sharing a body and all, but eventually we figured it out; we both believe in God, and Quakers, who also believe in God, don't have a preist figure because everyone is equal in their church, so they get married by literally just praying to God and being like, "this is the person I choose to be with for eternity, we're going to pledge our love and faithfulness to each other at you DIRECTLY instead of having some guy do it for us" and they'll have a witness there if the want to have it legally recognized. So we did the same thing!!! A friend witnessed over discord and we prayed and got married that way; and we don't have legal paperwork ofc but the part that actually MATTERS- swearing oaths to each other and promising to be together for our whole lives and afterlives too- is all covered. So we did that a bit after the proposal since it took a minute of planning to figure out the logistics of how that like....works.

We wore that ring on the body's ring finger for months and months before it fell off- I still haven't seen it, actually? Searched the carpet and the stairs, washer and dryer in case it fell into a laundry basket, no sign of it. Must have no-clipped into the backrooms or something because it EVAPORATED, I haven't seen that thing at all even though it's been forever since it fell off??

Anyway. Soulmates are real, love is real, gay people POG, I love my husband, YIPPEE !!!!!!!!!!

[indndwnshead]

Part V: ...lovers

Pairing: Min Yoongi x (f) Reader

Genre/tags: Actors AU, Somewhat Canon Compliant, Stranger to Friends to Lovers, Slow(ish) Burn

Series summary:

It wasn't during your first encounter, nor the second or third. You've lost count of how many times your paths crossed before you truly got to know him. He was a rare soul, hiding his kindness and true emotions, revealing them only through his actions

In this (maybe low-key soulmate AU) story, follow Actress!Reader and Idol!Min Yoongi as their chance encounters gradually blossom into a deep and lasting connection. This is a slowish-burn journey from strangers to friends to lovers, as they bond over shared passions and kindness.

Warning: Some cursing. So fluffy you'd want to kick your feet around. Soft Yoongi.

A/N: Please see end os story notes :)) Let's be friends and stan Yoongi together on twitter @itsdndwn 💜💜

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Also read on: AO3

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2026

Since that night in your apartment, you and Yoongi have been texting back and forth again, solidifying your established connection. Yet, amid this closeness, you couldn't help but grapple with the confusion of your feelings. You enjoyed your interactions with him, but a nagging fear lingered at the back of your mind—that perhaps Yoongi was just caught up in the situation, still playing the role of Minho to your Minseo. You worried that one day he might realize he could stop pretending and leave you behind.

Months after the episodes aired, you both continued to receive comments from fans asking for a continuation of their story. The photo shoot and interview sessions that you and Yoongi did only fueled the fire even more, your undeniable chemistry was once again evident to the public. 

One day, as you hung out in your apartment, another newfound routine you had established with Yoongi, you broached the topic. The two of you were sitting comfortably on your couch, each momentarily preoccupied with something else but still enjoying each other's company, a welcome break from your busy schedules.

Your agent sent a message, reminding you to give your decision about the production company's offer to proceed with the sequel of that drama. You had presumed some time ago that your manager might have some superpower, and she proved it once again with the timing of the text as if she knew you were hanging out with Yoongi on that unsuspecting Thursday night.

You sighed, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between you. "You know, Yoongi, the production company is nagging me about a possible sequel for Minseo and Minho," you said, your voice tinged with both annoyance and uncertainty.

Yoongi leaned back against the sofa, deep in thought, pausing from his tinkering on the laptop he had brought with him. He had claimed that working in your company boosted his productivity, and you tried hard to suppress the butterflies threatening to burst from your stomach ever since.

"I've heard about it too, and I can understand why they'd want more," he said, his voice measured.

The unspoken "but" hung in the air, a shared hesitation between you both.

You continued, "This might come as a surprise, but I don't think we should do it. To me, Minseo and Minho's story isn't meant to be explored further. There's beauty in letting the audience imagine what's next for those two."

Yoongi nodded thoughtfully. "Sometimes, leaving things to the imagination can be more powerful."

"Besides, our schedules are going to be crazy this year. You're busy preparing for the group's comeback, and I have other projects lined up as well." You shot him a warm smile, your eyes filled with understanding. "And ultimately, I know it's not something you truly want to do."

Yoongi sent you a grateful smile and decided to open up a bit more. "Honestly, I've got so much on my plate with the group's comeback. And, well, I've been working on some solo stuff too.”

Your curiosity got the best of you as you prodded further, "Solo stuff? That sounds exciting. Are you planning something big?"

He nodded, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Yeah, I thought it was about time to work on new songs and concepts."

"Is Agust D making a comeback too then?" you asked hopefully, your admiration for his solo work no longer a well-kept secret.

Yoongi chuckled softly, surprised by your enthusiastic response. "Why? Have you heard of him?"

"Heard of him? Yoongi!" you exclaimed, your frustration mixed with embarrassment. "I'll have you know that I was at your final show!" you quickly added.

Yoongi's eyebrow raised in surprise. "Really? Are you a fan, then?"

Your cheeks turned a shade of red as you struggled to find the right words. "I, uh... I mean, I've enjoyed your music, okay?" You buried your head in one of your throw pillows, feeling like a teenager admitting her feelings to a crush.

He chuckled, a warm and amused sound that filled the room. "Hey! In all the time we've known each other, I haven't heard you mention this. At all."

Peeking out from behind the pillow, your cheeks still flushed, you admitted, "Well, it's not something I go around telling everyone, you know? Besides, you never asked!"

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, his mischievous eyes locked onto yours. "So tell me, which song do you like best?"

"One song?" You whimpered, feeling a touch overwhelmed. Your brain quickly reviewed your choices, from his first mixtape to his solo album. "You can't ask me to pick just one favourite!"

He grinned, clearly enjoying your dilemma. "Come on, it can't be that hard. Just one."

You pretended to ponder for a moment, although your heart had already made the decision. "Alright, if I really have to choose one, then... " With a heavy heart, you finally revealed your pick, feeling guilty about slighting his other songs by only choosing one.

His grin widened, satisfied with your choice and your dramatic expression. "Good taste," he teased, making you blush even more.

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As you sat in your script reading session for your upcoming shoot, news broke from a notorious media outlet. The headline screamed, "Suga Spotted Leaving Restaurant with Mystery Woman." Your heart sank, and a wave of sadness washed over you. You quickly put your phone away, not wanting to deal with the emotional turmoil while having to run through the script with the rest of the cast and crew.

The session ran for a few hours, and unbeknownst to you, your silenced phone had been going off nonstop. Messages and calls were coming in rapid succession. When the session finally finished, your manager met you with an exasperated look as you entered the car heading to your agency office.

Your manager called your name, irritation clear in her voice. “Do you have something to tell me?”

You furrowed your eyebrows as you leaned against the backseat of the car. “What are you talking about?”

“The article,” she said.

Your mind wandered to the headline you saw earlier. She shouldn’t be concerned about that. Was there anything else? Apparently, your continued silence was her breaking point.

“At which point were you planning to tell me about your shenanigans with one Min Yoongi of BTS?” she said in frustration.

Your eyes popped open in shock, your head quickly turning to look at her in surprise.

"Don't look so surprised. This is exactly what would happen if you decide to date anyone without telling me and the agency. Well, it's just magnified since it's him," she said as she handed you her tab, with the browser open to the article you saw the headline of earlier.

As you read through the piece, your anxiety heightened. It detailed how Yoongi had been photographed leaving a low-key restaurant some time ago. You continued scrolling, your heart pounding in your chest.

Then, your shock was palpable as you came across the photo. It was indeed Yoongi, leaving the restaurant, and the woman by his side was unmistakably you. Your friend's burger joint, the one you had insisted he try, was the backdrop for the photograph.

You clearly remembered that night. You and Yoongi were hanging out late in your new apartment when he mentioned craving a burger. You quickly convinced him to try out the burger joint that your friend had recently opened nearby. Seeing your enthusiasm, Yoongi quickly agreed with a teasing smile. It was late, in the middle of the week, unlikely that the restaurant would have many customers, but you still called ahead and asked your friend for a private table in the back of the restaurant, more for Yoongi's privacy than your own.

You and Yoongi had walked there and later back to your apartment, ditching your car, thinking that no one would pay attention to two people in baggy hoodies, sweatpants, face masks, and beanies strolling through your quaint neighbourhood.

Amidst your walk back, Yoongi had playfully proposed a bet, centered around Bagel's reaction to the enticing scent of meat grease that clung to both of you. As his confident owner, you felt affronted by the challenge. After all, who knew your fur baby better than you? So, with a smirk, you swiftly accepted Yoongi's bet.

As you entered the apartment, Bagel's reaction was decidedly different from what you expected. Despite your confidence in your pet-owning abilities, Bagel inexplicably favoured Yoongi's choice of bet. It was sheer dumb luck that won Yoongi the bet, and he couldn't help but grin triumphantly.

As the winner, he reserved the right to choose your next dinner destination. He quickly explained that he enjoyed the culinary adventure you had embarked on together, surprised that you, a former model with a notorious diet plan, had such a deep appreciation for food. You laughed along to his answer, appreciating the thoughtfulness behind his choice.

However, despite the laughter, a nagging feeling tugged at you. There was an air of nervousness in Yoongi's demeanour as he explained, a hint of hesitation in his voice and a subtle stutter that you couldn't quite ignore. It was as though he was hiding something, leaving you with a sense of curiosity and intrigue about what he might be keeping from you.

He has yet to exercise his right. Both of your schedules had been crazy, and you hadn’t hung out in the last two weeks. Just last night, he finally confirmed that he’ll come over to hang out tonight.

A wave of guilt and regret washed over you. You shouldn't have insisted on going to that restaurant.

“Manager-nim.” You whispered. “What do I do…?”

Your manager sighed, “Thankfully, you had the presence of mind to put on a disguise, and it's clear that fans haven’t discovered your new address yet,” referring to the fact that you had just moved to this new neighbourhood the week before that photograph was taken. “You’re not named in the article, but it's evident that the masses are inclined to think it’s you.”

You had no words to say, still clearly in shock.

Unfazed by your silence, your manager continued, “Now, you need to tell me what’s going on with you and him. We’re in touch with Big Hit, and both upper managements are prepared to release a joint statement for the two of you if necessary.”

“But...” You hesitated. “We’re not even dating.”

She frowned, her tone laced with concern. "Are you sure? If you're not dating now, do you think you might be soon?"

You weren't entirely sure. You knew you'd developed feelings for him, and you certainly enjoyed spending time together. But beyond that, Yoongi hadn't indicated his feelings clearly. At least, that's how it felt to you.

“I’ll cancel your meetings for the rest of the day,” your manager decided. “Please take some time to figure this out and let me know by tomorrow morning. We’ll have to release a statement by tomorrow night, at the very least.”

Numbly, you nodded. She had the driver direct the car to your home, and they left you alone with your thoughts.

You made your way to the couch, letting out a deep sigh. In the comfort of your home, the buzz of your phone in your purse finally caught your attention. Retrieving your phone, you found a flurry of messages from your manager, your best friend, and Yoongi himself.

You quickly sent a message to your best friend, asking him to give you some time to sort things out before you could tell him anything. You pondered how to break the news to him – the fact that you'd known Yoongi for a long time and had been hanging out with him after your drama shooting. You knew your best friend would recognize the woman spotted with Yoongi as you; he'd been shipping you two since the day your first drama episode with Yoongi aired.

With that message sent, you turned your attention to Yoongi's messages. His messages were a mix of concern and curiosity. He had sent a flurry of messages in the span of a few hours, along with phone calls too.

Yoongi: Hey, I saw the article. Are you okay? Yoongi: Why aren't you answering your phone? Yoongi: I tried calling, but you didn't pick up. Yoongi: We should talk about this. Yoongi: Oh, you're in the script reading session. Sorry. Yoongi: I hope it's going well! Yoongi: I know you've been wanting to play this type of character. Yoongi: Don't worry, they won't publish more articles. Yoongi: Big Hit is prepared to take legal measures. Yoongi: Just... text me back when you see this. Yoongi: Can I still come over tonight?

You sighed, realizing that he must have been worried sick about you. While you needed some time to sort out your feelings, you understood the urgency of the situation. Figuring out that you'd have a few hours before Yoongi would be free, you quickly replied, confirming that he could come over anytime, as your other meetings had been cancelled for the day.

To your surprise, not even an hour later, there was a knock on your door. You approached it cautiously, peering through the peephole to confirm the visitor's identity. It was indeed Yoongi, but he was heavily disguised, making you double-take to ensure it was not some creepy stalker trying to impersonate him.

Yoongi entered, looking both relieved and apologetic. "Sorry for being a bit late," he said, his voice slightly muffled by his ensemble. "I had to dodge the frenzy of fans and paparazzi waiting at the front of the agency building." He let out a frustrated sigh, clearly not a fan of the situation.

You gave a subtle nod, and without a word, the two of you slipped into an established routine, a comforting habit that had naturally developed whenever Yoongi visited.

First, as always, Yoongi switched his shoes for his pair of slippers. The comfortable black ones he had bought and stored at your apartment.

Then, he'd head to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He’d always use the mug he had brought for himself—a simple white mug adorned with a repeating pattern of his faces, clearly merchandise from somewhere.

Next, he claimed his spot on the couch, the one near a labelled box where his various chargers were neatly stored. On one of his first visits, he had adorably bemoaned your choice of gadgets, complaining that he'd have to bring his own set of chargers to your place. And so, he did that the next time he was over.

Lastly, you'd bring him snacks from your pantry. He had stocked some of his and your favourite snacks there after discovering your lack of inventory. As you were picking your choice for the night, you noticed that you'd need to restock some of his favourites, which he had finished during his last visit. 

As you closed the pantry door, you froze in disbelief. When had this become a routine? The realization hit you like a tidal wave, and you couldn't help but feel astonished by how seamlessly he had integrated himself into your life, forming a comfortable routine without you even realizing it.

When you place the snacks on the coffee table, Yoongi already sheds his disguise. Now completely at ease in his simple white t-shirt and ripped jeans. As you both settled on the couch, there was a brief silence in the room. You could feel the weight of the situation hanging in the air.

Finally, Yoongi broke the silence. "I'm really sorry about all this."

You looked at him, noticing the sincerity in his eyes. Despite the new chaos surrounding your lives, you could still see the familiar warmth in his gaze. "I'm the one who should be apologizing, Yoongi. I insisted we go out that night."

He shook his head. "No, it's not your fault," Yoongi replied firmly. "If anyone should apologize, it's me. I was the one recognized in that photo, not you. If you had gone out with someone else that night, none of this would have happened."

You were taken aback by Yoongi's response, his words filled with self-blame. As he let out a deep sigh, his frustration was palpable, and it tugged at your heartstrings.

"It shouldn't be like this,” Yoongi muttered under his breath before saying his next words clearly at you, "I- I hate that I can't even take you out for an impromptu meal without it turning into a potential scandal."

You reached out and placed a reassuring hand on his arm, giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's okay, Yoongi. We just need to be patient and let things settle down. Maybe... maybe we should stop hanging out until then?"

"Do you really want that?" Yoongi asked solemnly.

As Yoongi looked at you with a serious expression, you couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. The thought of not seeing him for an extended period tugged at your heart. But you also knew that it might be the best course of action for both of your careers and peace of mind.

You replied, your voice tinged with reluctance, "I don't want that, Yoongi, but I also don't want to keep causing trouble for you or us. Maybe it's for the best, at least for a little while."

Yoongi let out a huff, his gaze dropping to the snacks on the coffee table. "See... I- fuck. This is exactly why I've been stopping myself. You deserve better... You deserve someone who can express his feelings and take you out on dates freely."

You were stunned by his words, unsure if he really meant what you thought he meant.

"What are you saying, Yoongi?" Your voice quivered with a mix of emotions.

"Do you really not know?" He whispered into the night, his voice filled with longing. "Have I not been obvious enough for you?"

You were speechless, your mind racing as you tried to process his confession.

"Clearly, I haven't been," he muttered under his breath. He turned to you and took your hands in his, prompting you to hitch your breath at the intimate gesture.

In the dimly lit room, with the weight of Yoongi's words hanging heavily in the air, you found yourself caught in a moment of vulnerability. His fingers gently caressed the back of your hand, sending shivers down your spine.

"Yoongi, I..." You began, struggling to find the right words, "I didn't want to assume anything."

He heaved another deep sigh before looking into your eyes with a mixture of longing and sincerity. He whispered your name softly, as if he had been keeping himself from saying this for a long time, "I care about you."

Your heart raced as you searched his eyes for any sign that this wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment confession. But what you found was a depth of emotion that mirrored your own.

"I had a plan," he let a curse slip from his lips again, "I didn't want to rush you or make things more complicated, especially with our careers and everything. But when I saw that article, I knew I needed you to know how I feel."

The sincerity in his voice and the tenderness of his touch made your heart swell with emotion. You were deeply moved by his confession and the fact that he had planned something special before the chaos of the article had intervened.

A soft smile graced your lips as you replied, "Yoongi, I care about you too, maybe even more than I should."

He responded with a genuine smile, one filled with warmth and kindness—the same smile that had captured your attention and perhaps even your heart when you first saw it years ago.

Leaning in closer, his forehead gently resting against yours, he spoke softly, "Then maybe we should give us a chance. We can be discreet, take it slow, and see where it leads."

It was an enticing proposition, one that filled you with excitement. As you gazed into Yoongi's eyes, you couldn't deny the connection that had been silently growing between you.

"I'd like that," you replied, a small smile gracing your lips.

In that intimate moment, the world outside seemed to fade away. It was just the two of you, finally acknowledging the feelings that had been quietly blossoming. The kiss that followed was gentle, a promise of something new and uncertain, yet undeniably exciting.

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A/N: AAAAAHHH it's the end!!! With this, I'd like to announce that this story will be a part of a new series, Unspoken Hearts: A Love Story in Moments. Soulful Strangers was always meant to be an introduction to their relationship. I already have a few more stories up my sleeves for these two, some are just gonna be short drabbles and some are longer, you'll see (At least I hope you will!) 😉🥰

[bluepoodle7]

#ZableFable #WeirdLore#BetaZableUndertaleEdition #Fankids #MyThoughts

Zable Fable when getting fankids that canonical can't have any be like.

Seems Fable was using the dream move opposite day saying they can have kids with both of the couple's trust and agreement to have kids even though one party couldn't with the DNA from the partner while guessing what the hybrid kids would look like with a little humanity in them.

Video not mine but link is there.

NX_vcjZmQ9w (youtube.com)

Beta Zable Fable's

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I was originally going to make Zable a Illbleed or Gemusetto oc but decided to make this character it's own thing.

Zable's beta design was originally going to be a Undertale character that was a shapeshifter but pretended to be human so the human's wouldn't notice her but later was caught then thrown underground.

The running joke was Papyrus would bring her to Asgore to be the last soul but have Papyrus get told it wasn't going to work.

She would only appear on April 1 next to the Gyftrot.

I still would love to know if Thon is a good pronoun for beta Zable.

Her battle animations would be shapeshifting her body like her arms and legs into weapons then swings them around at the player. Picking up the UI box and shaking it around while eyeing it and the stop/go blue/orange spikes glow swapping. They would talk about not belonging.

To spare her you need to calm her down and chat with them. At the end you exchange phone numbers and you meet her in a special place where you just dance with her.

Also Gyftrot will be there too without the stuff on it.

The special place is the abandoned meat factory but they don't know that.

All of this beta stuff was in my head for the longest time.

Before I saw Doe and Nimona but both media brought it back since it was locked up for so long.

Music's and game not mine but link is there.

Undertale OST: Meat Factory (youtube.com)

If beta Zable had a theme.

Exploring the Meat Factory - SiIvaGunner: King for Another Day (youtube.com)

She/Thon Zable would take off their eye glasses to reveal nothing underneath and throw it at the player but then do the velma where my glasses at pose.

The glasses are the eyes.

It's a rare attack.

Yeah I like to draw monsters since my art style isn't the best so I have a ton of shifter oc's.

But most of my roleplays I do which are a few like the base character more then for the character to change form.

When you defeat beta Zable.

She would smirk and say "I guess you were more of a monster than me and I was the human all along." "Crazy right?"

Then turns to dust and you win only one gold but it's fools gold.

You can't sell or throw away the fool's gold and is stuck with you in your inventory till the end.

Sometimes beta Zable would mirror match fight the player but only in the killing all monster route.

Beta Zable got caught shifting her arm to make a tool she needed and someone caught her changing her hand then told someone.

The humans sent her underground since they were scared.

If Zable's fool's gold body reaches the Amalgam area then it will try to fuse with each Amalgamate for one unique battle animation for each one then fade away.

This is the only way to get rid of the fool's gold.

I imagine some of the cutscenes in the fool's gold battles will be a random gold hand assisting in the Ui battle.

Like for example the gold hand shooing away the moths or butterflies then string puppetering the Everyman to attack the heart player.

Like this.

Video not mine but link is there.

Everyman scream (youtube.com)

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Weird fanart I would make if my art was good

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If my artwork was really good I would draw John Doe interacting with Bitmark/Gifford over Zable Fable.

Maybe have the two fight each other for Zable's date while Zable is oblivious.

Bitmark/Gifford was my first yandere like character I knew about, Signed and Sealed With A Kiss base character was the second, Peter King is third, and John Doe is fourth.

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#Illbleed #Level3Woopuppets #WudollaBugItem My favorite one off item is the Wudolla bug. These little friends eat a certain... – @bluepoodle7 on Tumblr

If Zable Fable was in trouble with a snatcher REALTORs or a wood person/tree people then any version would have copycat item the Wudolla bugs then just put them on the enemy for them to snack on if the tree's bodies are withered or old.

Zable would probably give these creatures out like pins or stickers by just sticking them on tree enemies to let them eat.

I can see Zable say "Hey you dropped your house pin." and have Fable shapeshift the wudolla bug into the house pin for the REALTORs to wear then if the lure body is old then it will eat the plant flesh body down to the wooden skeleton but if it's young wood it would change back.

If I knew how to draw really good I would makes these Wudolla bugs into metallic pins, stickers, and laminated charms that shine when light shines on them.

Nicknames If Zable Fable dated Maison Talo and John Doe with other stuff.

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Nicknames Zable Fable would give John Doe.

Dust Bunny, Fuzzy Guy, Little Buddy, String Bean, Hot Topic, The Creeper, Jonathan, Johnny Test, J Man, The Twinge for Illbleed, My Sweetheart, Smiley Central, Mystery Man, Freakazoid, My little Tribble, Wooly Bear, Chubble, Clayfigher, and Cheshire Cat.

Zable thinks of new ones on the fly.

If Zable was dating Maison Talo any version would call him a Brickhouse as a nickname.

Another couple of nicknames Zable would use for Maison Talo would be Joe Pera and Mr.Roger's Neighborhood.

Because to Zable this character reminds them of both in style but like a distorted monster version that eats people but acts like a person.

Zable would make the gas station like a second job for extra cash when realm jumping.

Zable would kiss the housebody door then the lure then go to work.

When your yousona decides not to take a bath or shower then go to their gas station job while John Doe is flirting with you saying that you smell nice be like.

Zable Fable would be like.

"Dang man I smell like a burger dude shut it."

Can Realtors walk into the gas station and do they buy anything to try to not blow their cover?

Is that where Heim is getting the burgers at?

I can also see a Realtor saying.

"You look like a snack and mind if I carry you out?"

While winking at the yousona working.

It can either be a sweet thing to say if you are together or a threat to the yousona.

Zable would still ask a lot of questions like how does the fridge and freezer stay cool?

Where does the water come from and how does the air conditioning or heating work?

Also the bathroom situation like the toilet.

Also I think it's canon that the bathroom's in a REALTORs house body is for aesthetic and doesn't work.

So how do these plant people mimics keep their lure bodies clean after a meal?

Zable any version would love to see Maison Talo's seasonal color changes like his cheetah zoot suit looking outfit.

But all of them will be curious of the other seasonal change forms.

Probably say.

"House man too cool for school rocking that look."

I can see Zable taking Maison Talo's business card then wait for him to leave then write their number on it then call up Maison to regift his own card back to him saying this.

"I hope you make a house call back to me if you have the time and maybe have a house party later."

Different Zable's Dating

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If any version of Zable gets hit on by someone they will be oblivious at first and respond by just telling the character they like them instead of trying to skirt around it.

Some might not like big announcements like a flash mob or a huge party.

Every Zable is different some may have relationship experience and some won't.

But the Au for Regular Zable knows how dating works while the Zable Au with Doe was too busy or never dated at all.

Never even went to prom because this Zable found it not important to go.

If Zable dated Heim Baile

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If Zable would date Heim Baile from House Hunted 2 they would probably go out on a burger date and eat inside of his house body.

Zable would ask to do a fancy limited edition food review with Heim if he is okay with it.

Zable would ask Heim in a interview on Realtor lore.

Zable asking questions like.

"Why do some of you REALTORs hunt humans?" "While some are like oh boy real food and still survive."

"If Realtors can't get jobs but have hobbies then how are you getting burgers?"

"If Realtors can't control what your lure bodies look like."

"Then do some Realtors try to outward change their appearance like wearing normal clothes instead of the ones they sprouted with over their "clothes" ?"

"Also do some Realtors feel like they are not in the right lure body?"

"Like a pollinator house wanting to be a seed bearer."

"Are their any Realtors that are both?"

That's wild that Zable Fable is taller than both Heim and Doe since this character is 6'2 while also at Maison Talo kissing height since he is 6'3.

Doe is 5'8 but can shapeshift and Heim is 4"11.

Wonder if his eye bleeds when damaged in his Doe ball form?

I know in his human form if you three stooges eye poke his eyes they turn into teeth.

Also wild that John Doe can't bleed in his true form which is interesting to me unless that's not cannon anymore.

I wonder what was the first time he noticed that humans bleed and put that into his fake body to act normal?

And his first set of scars.

https://twitter.com/mortisfox/status/1595660129634222081

Fable swapped in control of Zable's human vessel body when a REALTORs gets on top of them with their mouth open be like.

He likes the flappy hands #fyp #fypシ #viral #flappyhands #dogsofttikto... | Puppy Dog | TikTok

Zable Fable if they were dating a REALTORs and protecting them.

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Zable Fable would be the character to walk inside of a REALTORs horror house and if both parties are friends or lovers would bring back food if the character got a buy one get one free deal then would ask the house if they want the extra food in case they need to realm jump.

Zable Fable would just tired face plant after a long day of interviews with knowing the history of the places they visited on either the REALTORs floor on the meat furniture to kiss it then the lure body if they are lovers.

And if the REALTORs up for it but that is before they kiss the REALTORs door.

Janet still would be weirded out by all of this but since she's inorganic then she is safe but would explore the place like seeing the bathroom just being their as a aesthetic and not work.

Zable Fable would want to know if a REALTORs could eat their own business cards since they rot like fruit. Maybe drop it on the floor just to see the reaction of the house.

Zable Fable would also try to lead the villain that each version's story by running away in the REALTORs house body with YipYop thinking both parties are hiding just for the REALTORs to eat them then finally break the sitcom curse unless YipYop adapts to that and kills the house.

But if the REALTORs successfully eat YipYop they might hallucinate pretty bad that Fable has the stay with them to make them normal.

If YipYop adapts then they may day dream a move to take the house out that might stress out Zable enough to unlock Fable to randomly dream move back the day dream attacks.

Like for example YipYop day dreaming tile tenting the floors of the house or try to wreck it with a wrecking ball and maybe a warning on making the bathroom work.

While Fable would try to stop it by using Zable's body to grab the wrecking ball then send it back while a clone tries to stop the floor while healing it.

Have another clone try to fix the bathroom.

YipYop is after Fable and not Zable but Fable uses Zable as a hiding spot.

Fable is concealing themselves from YipYop to heal up but is actually shifted stuck as a blue upside down heart necklace to heal so they can one day be in the waking world but are resting but only when danger is near they swap places with Zable.

Also if you eat a piece of any shifter or vored them the person or being who ate them will hallucinate and slowly be mind controlled by the shifter.

I can see Zable point to the name tag with John Doe on it for a split second then revert to normal once the same name joke hits. Zable would also do the same name game to Maison Talo when he says dear buyer then joke corrects him with saying their name is Maison Talo.

Zable Fable because of the sitcom curse would say puns that would make you grown.

"Hey I owe you a quarter back and I forget to give you a nickel back with 50 cents in change."

Zable Fable would jokingly say that then say they were almost number 1 but someone beat them to the ranking as a joke then smirk shrug at Maison Talo.

I wonder what his reaction would be?

I can see Maison Talo saying Zable's not a REALTORs then Zable jokingly gaslighting him to think the character is one by showing a custom house badge they purchased online but then say just kidding.

I can see Zable Fable trying to joke that each version of the character is a REALTORs by dying once then exploring the Uncanny Valley once to find a house that looks like the character then take a picture of the house then later lead Maison Talo to it to slowly gaslight him.

Maybe have Zable joke that they don't have business cards but gives him a food coupon instead of the business card while saying their defective at making them.

Fable in Zable vessel body after a REALTORs knocked out Zable then gets up to slowly takes off their normal buyer clothes to reveal a REALTORs outfit underneath that has the opposite of what the REALTORs genotype pin is.

And this plays be like.

It Had To Be You - Carl Stalling and the WB Studio Orchestra - 1940 (youtube.com)

Maybe have Fable in Zable's REALTORs dressed vessel body repeat the saying "Do you absolutely love this house?" in a sexy tone before knocking out the house with the lure body to leave the area through the mouth front door.

Zable giving him a already microwaved hungry man fish with chips dinner and then lightly patting his back.

Have Zable waving bye to him to explore the Uncanny Valley.

I can see Zable Fable closing their eyes then hum this song to themself while saying pack my bags and say I'm leaving.

Video and images not mine but links are there.

I Got over Love (youtube.com)

The hungry man dinner I was talking about. I kind of want to eat it but I hope it's not too salty and found a image of what the meal looks like for reals.

I would eat it if the Hungry Man company brought it back.

My guess that it tastes like a cut up fish stick or like the McDonald's fish mcbites but store brand with cheese whiz on the potato wedges.

Hungry Man Sports Grill Popcorn Fish and Chips | Frozen Foods | Matherne's Market (mathernes.com)

Swanson Hungry Man Popcorn Fish and Chips | Morton Fox | Flickr

Mainly this house I want to draw later.

But is just a normal house not a mimic one in this au but in my Infected Realtor Au then it's a mimic house as Zable Fable but as a evil Infected Realtor that eats houses with the lure body.

Search: Dawg Hus – @bluepoodle7 on Tumblr

I can also see that Zable Fable when Maison Talo or Heim Baile do their REALTORs speech again to convince the character to visit their houses and have Zable say you could make a religion out of your little speeches since you memorized them to the tee.

I can see if Zable "dies" or faints and Fable swaps in with a random dream move.

That Fable in Zable's REALTORs dressed vessel body repeat the saying a REALTORs used before Zable "died" in a sexy tone just to see the REALTORs reaction.

[frenziedslashers]

I HAVE A REQUET FOR RICK‼‼

(Idc what format you use, I'm fine with whatever.) What about Rick crushing on reader? How would he act? Would he confess? Would he show any jealousy? Does he get overly protective? Is he crazy like shane? (Bad joke)

Fr I wanna know how this man is when he is IN LOVE

Bonus points if reader is a lil younger and related to Daryl. 😏

How Rick Grimes acts before and after getting in a relationship:

A/N: AHHH I LOVE THIS IDEA I want to write a fic and headcanons to it. For now I'm gonna put down some headcanons, but I might write a fic for it later since I have no other TWD asks 😭 Would you prefer it all in one or like- a multi-chapter fic? Idk how long it would be, totally depends on my creative flow lmao.

Pairing: Rick xGN!Reader

Warnings: Not a lot really, jealousy, the reader is Daryl's younger sibling so Over-protective-older-brother-DarylTM, tell me if you see anything else I should include :)

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Rick doesn't like to admit to anyone that he's caught feelings for you, especially since he knows Daryl would freak out if he even brought it up. Daryl always had you in his line of sight, making sure that you were okay and nothing happened to you. He already lost Merle, he couldn't lose you, too. So, anytime Rick even so much as approached you he knew he had to hold back on some of the more affectionate things he wanted to do to you. Such as brushing hair out of your face if your hair was long enough to do so, or touching your arms, hands, shoulders, or back. Daryl seemed to shoot down anything Rick did to you, even in a friendly manner.

Rick was good at talking to you when Daryl wasn't around to interrupt the both of you, though. He liked to make excuses to go on runs with just you.

If you know anything about tracking he's asking you to teach him how to do it. It gives him an opportunity to be with you in the forest alone. He'll brush his knuckles against your hand while the both of you walk a little too close.

Whenever he knows - or at least thinks - Daryl isn't looking he likes to place his hand on your shoulder or upper back. Especially when talking with new people. If you're a touchy feely person, he wouldn't mind holding your hand while the both of you strolled or sat next to each other. Or linking pinkies with one another, he finds it to be cute.

If the two of you are relatively close, he likes holding you before he falls asleep. He claims it's so he can fall asleep and to help with his nightmares. Which, he isn't entirely lying. You seem to scare all his bad dreams away.

When his feelings grow stronger for you, the more protective he gets over you. So, now not only do you have Daryl pushing you behind him to protect you from the monsters in front of him - living or dead - you also have Rick behind you. Protecting you from the dead and glaring daggers at the living.

He's even more head over heels for you if you're good with Carl and Judith. He likes watching you interact with his kids. One of his favorite daydreams is you being their new parental figure and he your spouse. Or at least just your boyfriend.

If someone comes around that seems to show interest in you he's watching them interact with you at all times. He's standing far enough away that he can pretend to be doing something else, but his eyes are secretly on the both of you. Watching and making sure that nothing happens. Able to intervene if you show any signs of being uncomfortable.

He winds up getting jealous if you do get closer with someone else. Especially if it's another guy. He's trying to pull you away from them at all costs. Asking you to help him with this or that. Or to watch Judith for him. He's butting into conversations between you and the other person, and Daryl notices it all.

I feel like Daryl would have known that Rick liked you from the beginning. Rick isn't the most secretive guy when it comes to hiding who he likes. Even if he would like to be, he isn't. Daryl is a little bothered by it at first - hence why he would interfere anytime Rick spoke to you - but after a while he accepts it. He knows Rick wouldn't do anything to hurt you, and he trusts him like his own brother.

He's rooting for Rick in the long run over the new guy.

I don't think that Rick would ask you out at first until he realizes you're slipping from his fingers. When he notices that you grow a little more distant that's when he reaches back out to grab you and pull you back in. He wouldn't directly confess, still. You'd wind up having to shout and ask what the hell the two of you were after he stated a disinterest in the new guy you were spending more and more time with.

Rick would eventually confess to you after thinking about it. He didn't want to think about it, but he needed to be sure. He's not letting you slip through his fingers again. He's asking Daryl first. To make sure it's okay so he doesn't step on any toes. Daryl would just smile and chuckle, giving Rick the okay and telling him he trusted him with you. Giving him a sarcastic 'Goodluck, no promises they don' bite.'

Rick wouldn't mind if you bit.

He'd wind up telling you how he felt afterwards, and if you accept his shitty confession he's overflowing with joy. He's never felt more complete in his life.

He'd be a LOT more affectionate once the both of you are in an actual relationship.

He'd be shooting you adoring glances from across the room with soft and toothy grins. He'd tease you any chance he got, and hold your hand. He's pretty fond of kissing your forehead and temples. Letting his hand rest on your mid or lower back. Pulling you close to his side while the both of you stroll Alexandria together.

If anything he's even more protective over you - if that's even possible. His jealousy levels are about the same depending on the person, but he's nearly as bad as Daryl when it comes to protecting you. Pushing you behind him to block you from harms way or standing behind you as your close and rageful backup.

He loves you, before and after he gets in a relationship with you. He knows that much.

[twopoppies]

"There’s just too much that’s too similar between the two of them to believe that they haven’t been in contact over the last 7 years. And if they have been, why pretend they haven’t? Unless it’s something more than just “contact”. Hi Gina. Sorry English isn't my first language. I hope you don't mind me pointing out but before you said Harry could never come out as it will be linked to Louis too much but this can be said for friendship too. If they had broken up (not saying they have) but remained friends they still wouldn't be able to express their friendship publicly as the moment they interact it will send Larries into a wind frenzy and it will be called 'the friendship narrative' and there will be so many expectations placed on them. So they really can't come out as friends either. For the most part I think they're still together but I have a horrible gut feeling that I can't shake that they broke up some when close to the pandemic. Harry went to Italy and Louis stayed in London. Their albums don't seem like they're about each other to me but previous ones did. Even when they have time free now they don't spend it together. But like I said I do think they're still together, just have a weird gut feeling that says different.

Hi love. I know what you're saying, but the quote above was from a post answering someone's question of "how can we be 100% sure" about whether H/L have struggled/had time apart etc. I wasn't talking about them coming out.

I don't know that I agree that they couldn't be seen as friends. Yes, at first, larries would probably be crazy about seeing them together. And yes, I'm sure some would start with the "friendship narrative". I think that would all fade with time if they were just interacting the way Louis interacts with Niall and Liam. It's the complete lack of interaction that makes it look suspicious.

I'm sorry you're feeling like they've broken up. For me, I don't think their albums are "about each other". But I do think there are songs within the albums that reference their relationship or things they've been through. I don't think we know where they spend their free time as 99% of the photos we have of them are from when they're working (and I don't know if any of us can imagine how busy their schedules actually are). But, for example, if you look at timelines from October and November of this year (god bless @louisshomesharry), we had no idea where Louis was for 18 days in a row before he showed up in NY. He could have been doing anything. It obviously doesn't mean he was definitely with Harry, but it also means that it's possible he was. There are so many examples of that. So, for me, the not spending time together thing isn't really true.

Anyway, however you feel, you feel. I'm not trying to change your mind. Just talking about my thoughts.

[johnsamericano]

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23 days of NCT masterlist.

taglist: @notbeforelong @mrcarbonatedmilk @unknown5tar @whathamelon @ajhdr @curieouscapt @silent-potato @gjheaaa

warnings: baby daddy mark, hidden pregnancy (?, tooth rotting.

“Dude, isn't that y/n?” Mark’s old friend, John, pointed at you.

Yeah, that was most definitely his ex. You were holding a small girl between your arms, helping her reach for a box of lucky charms. You looked just as beautiful as three years ago, even more, he daresay.

“Go talk to her.” His friend elbowed him. “I’ll go get the meat, maybe you can invite her to our barbecue.”

“We haven't seen each other in a while, don't you think it'll be a little too weird?”

“Go for it, I know you're still hung up on her.”

“How...?”

“I heard your last girl complaining about how you called y/n’s name while having sex with her, it was hilarious, to be honest.” Mark punched him in the arm, earning a small groan from the tall man. “But seriously, though, you broke up with her to focus on your career. Now that you have a stable job, what's stopping you from getting her back?”

“I don't know, man...”

“Give it a try, I'll be with the butcher if you need me.” He winked at the Canadian boy, making his way to another aisle.

Mark took a deep breath before his feet finally started moving. You were placing the small girl in the shopping cart’s seat, tickling her tummy while at it.

“Y/n?” Your eyes almost came out of their caves as you heard his voice.

“Mark...” You stared at him with wide eyes, looking back and forth between the little girl and him. “I thought you’d moved back to Canada.”

“I came back a year ago.” He fiddled uncomfortably with the rings adorning his fingers. “I really wanted to contact you, but since things between us were a little complicated when I left...” By complicated he meant breaking your heart and leaving a day after ending things between you.

“It’s really okay, Mark. No hard feelings.” You smiled sweetly at him, your pretty eyes turning into half moons.

“And who’s this little one? Your niece?” He caressed the top of the girl’s head, who wasn’t even aware of his presence, too focused on getting rid of the wrapping around the chocolate you’d just bought her.

“Actually-”

“Mommy, I need help!” Mark froze.

“Oh, sure sweetie.” You tone completely changed when addressing her. “Mark, this is my daughter, EunHee. Say hi, baby.”

“Hi, Mark.” She extended her hand as you tore the wrapping of the chocolate bar open. His surprised expression turned into a big smile, covering her small hand with his significantly bigger one. “Look, mom. His cheeks are just like mine!” She poked Mark’s cheekbones.

You could almost feel a drop of sweat rolling down your forehead.

“Wait, you're right.” The Canadian man pointed out as your daughter smiled at him. “That's crazy.” Thank God Mark was so naive. “So where’s the father of this little bean?”

‘Right in front of me.’ You thought.

“She doesn't...”

“Oh, sorry. It must've been hard raising her on your own.” He reassuringly placed a hand on your arm. “How old is she?”

“Uhm, s-she’s-”

“I’m this old.” EunHee interrupted, showing her three small fingers.

You hoped Mark’s brain capacity wouldn't be enough to connect the dots. But you had to admit, it was pretty obvious.

“Wow, you're so big.” It was heart-warming watching your daughter interact with her father for the first time, even if they didn't know the truth about each other. “So, we're having a barbecue at my place today. There’s always room for someone else, and you can bring EunHee if you’d like. My address is still the same.”

“I’ll think about it.” You handed the chocolate bar back to your daughter, who didn’t even take a second to eat up the whole thing.

“Alright, I guess I’ll see you then, maybe.”

(...)

“Mark’s hitting on a mom!” Yuta mocked him, causing the whole garden to erupt into laughter.

“And what’s wrong with that? She isn’t married.”

“Mark, you literally just met with her again after three years, slow down.” Jaehyun interceded, eyes stuck to his phone.

“Guys, stop messing with Mark. He's always loved y/n, so let him be.” Johnny spoke from the grill, turning around a steak. “Besides, I saw the little girl. She looks a lot like Mark, so I bet no one would be able to tell they're not actually related.”

“How old did you say she was?”

“Three.”

“Okay, don’t be mad at me, but did you ever have sex with her without protection?”

“What are you trying to say, Haechan?” Taeil asked bitterly.

“Just think about it, guys. It makes sense.” While his friends discussed the possibility of him being a dad, Mark’s head was rather busy trying to remember every little detail from the last time he was intimate with you.

But as much as he tried, he couldn't remember having worn a condom. And as far as he knew, you weren't on the pill.

The doorbell cut his string of thoughts, snapping him back into reality.

“I’ll get the door.” He didn't expect you to be behind it, holding your -and possibly his- daughter’s hand tightly. “Oh, hey.”

He seemed uncomfortable, had you made a mistake in accepting his offer?

“Hi, I couldn't find someone to look after this little monster. I hope your friends won't mind.”

“Not at all, they love kids.” He stared intensely at your daughter, finally noticing those similarities Johnny mentioned before. “Come in.”

He guided you all the way to the backyard, everyone greeting you with a big hug.

“Nice to see you again, y/n.” Johnny murmured, patting your back.

“She’s like a little doll!” Jaehyun squeaked excitedly, sitting your daughter on his lap. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“I’m EunHee.” He cooed at her high-pitched voice tone. “Your dimples are pretty.”

“Thank you.”

The boys seemed completely comfortable with your daughter, fighting with Jaehyun, who wouldn't let go of her.

“Can I have a word with you?” Mark came from behind you, making you jolt at his sudden presence.

“Sure.”

He walked you to the kitchen, away from the noisy men outside. He anxiously twisted his hands, trying to find the correct words to demand for the truth.

“What’s wrong?” You asked worriedly, taking a step closer to him.

“Is EunHee mine?” Well, you were definitely not expecting that. You thought that after meeting him at the supermarket, your secret was safe. Apparently, it wasn’t. “By the look on your face, I’m guessing she is.”

He groaned in frustration, rubbing his face with the palms of his hands.

“I’m sorry for keeping it a secret all this years. I won’t force you to step in and take responsibility for her, we can just leave and pretend this never-”

“What are you even talking about? Why wouldn’t I want to take care of my own daughter?” The frown on his face deepened. “Did you know you were pregnant when we broke up?”

Should you tell him the truth?

“I...” He looked at you expectantly.

Of course you should tell him the truth, he deserves it.

“Yes.” His heart dropped, guilt filling every inch of his body. “I didn’t want to hold you back. It would’ve been unfair for me to use that as an excuse to stop you from leaving.”

“So you’re saying I missed three years of my daughter’s childhood because you didn’t want to be selfish?” With every word his voice grew louder, shouting by the end of the sentence and catching the other guests' attention.

“Mark, we should talk about this another day, when we’re alone.” You tried leaving, but his hand clutched your wrist tightly.

“No.” You could admire tears sparkling in his eyes. “I don't want to miss another second of her.”

“Mommy?” Just then, EunHee walked into the kitchen, holding Yuta’s hand. “I heard screaming, are you okay?” Mark nodded at his friend, as if signaling him he could leave.

“Yes, I’m alright, sweetie.” You swung her up in your arms, coming closer to Mark who had the sudden urge to hold his baby. “Are you sure about this? There’s no backing out.” You mouthed, feeling a pinch of relief as he nodded. “Baby, I’d like you to meet someone very special.”

“Who?”

“This is Mark...” She looked at you with her small eyebrows furrowed, she’d already met Mark. “Your dad.”

Mark honestly felt like crying, your daughter smiling excitedly as she urged you to put her down, letting her father hold her close to his chest.

“Mommy said you were lost.” He felt so warm inside.

“I promise not to get lost again, alright?” His lips pressed a kiss into her forehead, already enamored by the cheerful giggles erupting from EunHee.

You observed them with regret. If you'd told Mark you were pregnant before he left, perhaps he wouldn't be on the verge of tears right now, perhaps your daughter wouldn't have had to deal with her classmates’ non-stopping questions about her father.

“Y/n?” Mark called out for you. “C-can we have a family hug?” He moved his hand invitingly, making space for you to join.

You walked into his arms, every negative feeling vanishing as Mark embraced you, both of you trying not to sob.

“What do you want to do now?” He let go of you, using both of his arms to embrace EunHee.

“Make up for the lost time.”

[kerie-prince]

change of pace

Fred Weasley x Slytherin!reader

requested: (@pinkdevile) hey bae, can i request a one shot or headcanon about fred being whipped by one of ron classmates that is a non-pureblood slytherin and kind of prodigy in magic and how would he react to her being a typical dry slytherin and being a prodigy and good at everything?

summary: What happens when a red lion who lives in the moment falls for a green snake with plans for her future? Romance, of course.

a/n: stereotypical, yes but i had fun writing this :) also, i know my posting schedule keeps changing, so sorry about that 🥺 i got lots of requests (thank you guys SO much!) and i'm trying to not make them all sound the same. i'm looking up synonyms and all that stuff lol

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You were the least Slytherin person in your house. But maybe that's made you even more of a Slytherin. Your traits were that of a typical member of the house of snakes. No, you weren't a rude bitch; you had ambition that rivaled that of a Gryffindor and it wasn't even one of their traits. You aimed for the stars and your pride proved that you could do that and more. You are the best witch of your class, and maybe even your school.

And it was this reputation that caught the attention of someone who is quite the polar opposite. You were calm and collected. He was a wild card and unpredictable. Fred Weasley had his eyes on you and was going crazy for you. It all started when one day, he was with his friends and brothers in the Great Hall during lunch when you had walked up to Ron and Harry, “Hey Ron, were my notes able to help you?”

“Yeah, loads. Thank you, Y/N.” Lee was in the middle of a conversation with his best friends when he noticed Fred wasn't responding to anything he was saying. “Mate, you okay?” When you walked to your table, Fred scooted closer to his younger brother, “Dearest brother, how are you?”

“What do you want?” Ron saw right through him. He knew when Fred wanted something from him, just like now.

“Well I’m offended that you would assume something,” Fred held a hand over his chest with a fake offended look on his face, “can’t a person ask about the well being of his baby brother?” Ron had a deadpan expression and Harry was laughing at Fred’s exaggeration. “Fair enough. Who was that?”

“Who? Y/N? She’s in mine and Harry’s class, why?” Ron had taken a large bite from his turkey leg.

“What’s she like?” Fred inquired. Ron thought about it for a minute, “Dunno, she’s pretty quiet.”

“If I didn't know any better, I’d say that Freddie here fancies someone,” George teased. The surrounding friends laugh and point towards Fred. “I don’t fancy anyone. I’m just asking a simple question.”

Hermione and Ginny later joined the group. “What’s all this fuss about?” Hermione questioned.

“Fred’s asking about Y/L/N,” Harry caught Hermione up to speed. “Why? You’re not thinking of doing anything to her, are you?” Hermione started to scold the older boy.

“Why is it that you lot always think I’m up to no good,” Fred sighed.

“Because you’ve never been up to any good,” Ginny teased her older brother. Fred rolled his eyes and turned back to try and find you at your table. You had a couple of friends with you and a small book in your hand as you ate. Fred was determined to get your attention somehow.

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You sat in the library by yourself. You had spent the majority of the afternoon grading first years’ papers for Snape’s class and working with Hermione and Katie on a project for Ancient Runes. Giving up your weekends to study wasn't all that bad. The feeling of being on top was rewarding.

It was funny; your parents had stopped caring about your grades all together because they already knew what they were going to read. Not that they weren't supportive or proud of you. At family gatherings on your father’s side, he loved seeing the looks on his relatives’ faces when he boasted that you were the best student at Hogwarts.

But they have told you on many occasions that it wouldn't kill you to have at least one E. They wanted you to be able to have a normal teen life and have fun. Go to parties, get in trouble every now and then. You assured them that you were fine and all and even believed it yourself. You never had interest in breaking the pattern you had set.

The library was nearing its closing time and you packed your things. When you walked out the grand doors, a tall figure came in front of you and nearly knocked down all the books you carried. His hands caught whatever you couldn't hold before it hit the floor.

“Sorry about that,” you looked up at the towering boy. Your breath slightly hitched at the sight of his attractive face. His cheekbones were defined and his skin looked soft. You didn’t realize that you were staring, nor that he was also staring at you as well. Finally, he spoke up and handed you the book he was holding for you. “I believe this is for you.”

His mouth moved, but you were so distracted that it didn't occur to you he had actually said anything until you saw him looking at you expectedly. “Oh, thank you.” You started heading towards the dungeons when he jogged towards and stopped in front of you. “Aren’t you in the same class as Ron?”

“Yes, how did you know that?”

“I saw you talk to him the other day,” he told you. “I’m Fred.” He reached to shake your hands but then pulled it back when he remembered that your hands were full at the moment.

Ah, so this is Fred you thought. You've heard of him, who hasn't? Years of being at Hogwarts, tales of him and his equally devilish brother creating havoc around campus have traveled from one student to another. How you two had never seen one another until this point was surprising. It’s not like Hogwarts was a large school, but it wasn't small either.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Y/N.” You nodded your head towards him to replace a handshake. Ten seconds of silence caused you to walk past him and return to the path to the dungeons. “W-wait!” Fred called out.

He stood in front of you once again, one of his hands positioned in front of you to block you from walking past him again. “Would you like to get a butterbeer tomorrow?”

If there was anything you didn't like, it was being put on the spot. And another thing? Your routine being disturbed. Your Sunday was all planned out. Helping Sprout with her greenhouse to earn extra house points, tutoring some younger years, and getting a head start on your homework that wasn't even due for another week.

“I’m sorry, but no.” You gave him an apologetic smile as you walked away. Once again, he ran in front of you but this time merged with you and actually caused all of your books to fall.

“Merlin, I’m so sorry,” he bent down to help you pick them up. Fred usually isn't this clumsy or nervous. He usually charms his way through anything, but he was becoming like putty out of nowhere. “Okay, well what about Honeydukes next Saturday?”

“Sorry, but no again.” You started walking away for the nth time and turned around to look at him for the last time, “Please don’t follow me again.” And you were gone. But did this mean that Fred gave up on any chance he had? No. Far from it. If anything, it gave him reason to want to try harder.

He walked all the way to the Gryffindor house and luckily found Hermione studying in the common room with Pavarti and Lavender. There was a spot open next to her and when Ginny was about to take the spot, Fred grabbed her arm and pulled her away to steal the seat.

“Um, excuse you, I was going to sit–”

“Tell me everything you can about Y/N,” Fred interrupted his sister.

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He had tried to learn as much as he could about you. Fred learned that you had the top grades. Much like Harry did, you had learned the Patronus Charm before not only before your own class, but even Fred’s charms class. Your dad's a wizard, and your mum's a muggle. But most importantly, you were a picture perfect student, and although you didn't have any apparent hobbies, you picked up just about everything with ease.

A couple of weeks had passed and every other day, Fred had made any type of excuse to come see you.

‘Oh, my next class is in this direction’ It wasn't.

‘I like that book, too!’ You were, in fact, not holding a book but your personal journal.

‘Funny running into you here!’ It was in the Great Hall during breakfast.

Now, you didn't hate these interactions. They didn't do anything to your routine, and they were actually cute attempts to get your attention. But you didn't think you had any time for anything else. Or anyone else.

“You should give him a chance, Y/N/N. Live a little. I think the top student can take a bit of time for herself at least once,” your friend Millicent advised. Astoria agreed with her, “He’s cute~.” You slightly blushed in your book and pushed their arms away.

“I’ve never been on a date before,” you whispered. The two girls looked at each other confused before turning back to look at you. “Huh?”

“I’ve never been on a date before!” You flinched when you realized your voice was louder than intended. Your friends laughed when you looked towards the Gryffindor table to make sure Fred didn't hear you. He was talking to his friends, so that meant he didn't. Only he did, but felt your eyes on him so he pretended he didn't.

“So this is the perfect reason to go out with him! Go ask him out,” Millie pushed. She was persistently tapping on your arm until you eventually stood up. You took a deep breath to gather confidence and walked towards the table of red and gold.

When Fred's eyes met yours, you turned around and walked out of the Hall. He stood up from his seat and chased after you. He kept bumping into people, including Filch in the hallways. Filch yelled for him to stop, but of course Fred ignored him and kept going.

Momentarily, he lost you in the crowd of mixed color robes until he saw you sitting by yourself on a bench under a tree. He walked towards your direction and asked you with his eyes if he could take the seat next to you. You scooted down more to let the tall boy sit down.

Neither of you said anything for a few moments. You fiddled with your fingers on your lap and he stared up at the sky. “Nice day, innit?” Fred started the conversation. “Yes, it is.”

“Good weather to go walking around Hogsmeade” Fred tried one last attempt in asking you out.

“It would be,” you accepted.

He let out a sigh in defeat, “I know I ask a lot, but maybe just this once– wait, what did you say?” You looked up at him and smiled for the first time. His heart skipped a beat and the butterflies fluttered about inside.

“I’ll go with you.” He was so excited that he jumped up and did an air punch of victory. You laughed to yourself and when he looked at you, you had an eyebrow raised. He blushed in embarrassment and scratched the back of his neck. “I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

“Promptly at 2 in the afternoon in front of the Slytherin dorms. Don’t be late,” you stood up with confidence. You walked back to the Hall to tell your friends, cheeks warmed and ears blushing. “So?” Astoria asked.

“It’s just a date, that's it,” you sounded nonchalant about it, but the smile on your face said differently. You were excited for your day with Fred and for all, unpredictable adventures to come.

A much needed change of pace.

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requests open!

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

So,apparently there was some thing wrong with the satellite receiver ... Not the missle ... Although Kim Jong-Un has been making plans for a replica that will work right with no interference...

While the leader of North Korea worked with the original information from 2002 that I wrote while I was pregnant...

Okay 1st let me say we all know I'm not a coward. 2nd let me say we all know i am very angry. 3rd let me just say when pregnant shit gets intensified by 9000%

Okay. So in Kim Jong-Un's work he uncovered that the missle isn't inaccurate. There's a specific satellite that actually works with my GPS coordinates, in case i am making last minute deals with qE2 and i don't get dust in my eyes when she's blasted and i can expell her secrets from her brain as fast as possible.

Which everyone has known that informational coding... But the way it's worded sounds like I don't like fighting around me and it sounds like i don't know how to protect my kid. Because people read my writings with an attitude and mind set to protect me. Not that I'm giving militant orders like i can rule the world and no one know.

Like literally "Sabrina would kill No one and she would never order that and so we need to work arounf her to protect her because she doesn't know how to do it herself"

When i clearly state, "i will do Any thing to protect my kid, remove me and the battle will commence"

Like who built the missle?

"Yeah you called it a batteryless missle and Kim Jung-On called you and told you. Okay i built it how do i make the missiles and you say it's a Care Bear invention. Yeah fuck you, yes we're gonna go around you! Because he went and told Every body you were insane!"

And yet the proof is in the pudding and im still stuck here for Christmas and they're putting Every one in danger! Duh.

So but i began to write to make fun of William... I got interrupted to prove my point and let Wiliam know "United They Stand"

And so I tell William where have you been the last two nights that allowed this creep to be all up on me? And I word it as running around being a tramp.

And he's all "if you call creating a satellite being a tramp"

And then Matt informs me there was nothing wrong with the satellite initially but i got into a fit of rage because no one would tell me my husband was dead or who he was and so I used a comet to break it on purpose and called New Mexico nothing but hoes and cunts

"Lets continue, but i was wrong" says Matt now.

And so I had asked William where he had been the last 6 years. And he was all "there was shit you had me do that I didn't want to do Because I told you it would take me 9 long ass years but you insisted because you had deep PTSD and you said people needed individual therapy because you did and you wouldn't get it so thats what i been doing when other people were fucking with you and you wouldn't interrupt their therapy to help yourself belittle others. You said you could do it all on your own"

And so there was always the blame of time in confusion. Why it's taken so long and I said we just had to wait for the right President.

And then im told the DNA system has only been in effect for the last two years "because of This" and I'm directly pointed at. Which is quite funny. I'm much too much to be a you.

And a little about the electoral votes... Russia was the one country that unanimously elected Uncle Donald to be President. -- the United Nations uses diplomats from other countries to vote for the President. The President represents us but the President interacts internationally. So the entire world gets to vote who they want to play with.

This is why every Russian Diplomat voted in Uncle Donald:

Because Russia used to be the USSR in the pre-1990s.

As many people can grasp I learned of the eQ2 shortly after my dad disappeared in 1986. I was 2, almost 3. People like Lucas told us the truth and attempted to save us. And did. And i fought her because she came down to learn why we kept being obtrusive so she could gain control.

But luckily i had a twin that was so angry that his dad was gone he began flushing every non Darth Vadar toy he had down the toilet because all he wanted was his dad.

And earlier today he was doing reps with weights in case he had to beat up William for being a tramp. Just in case.

And i had a mom that loved me. And a whole neighborhood full of people that had relatives nearby. Like Alex Laughlin in our trailer park and Channing Tatum that was relocated a few towns less than an hour away. Our trailer park was primarily military families that worked the river.

So my brother in his anger couldn't deal with the bitch. My mom in her horror and sadness needed protection. That left me.

In my house I was alone. Sadness of my family and friends bathed me like the miracle waters of Truth or Consequences heals, their tears and heaviness of their heart fed me strength.

I knew i had to do anything, like Lucas to help save the little Alabama town.

I saw how my brother would upset my mom because he would flush brand new toys down the commode but when i told her the story line and he recreated it for her with a new toy, she laughed and i saw her heavy heart lift and be able to live and be my mom again for a few more days. Days we didn't expect to have. Because we became accustomed to a sad and depressed mom.

I saw how he could be bad but I could explain it to her later and we could be a small without a dad normal family. And talk with each other.

So one day while Care Bears was on and i did my usual sitting across from my mom staring at her while she read and cried to analyze her emotions to see if she would be mom after she put down her book. To see how much work I'd have to put in to see my family and the sun shining on them, i was reminded of Lucas. I was reminded of Channing who was taken away by standing up to eQ2 and I began kneeling in front of the TV every time the Care Bears blasted love and protection from their tummies.

And my little twin Brother Matt Hagan began filling his stomach up with tension and telling me he could too. And so he and Alex Laughlin went round the neighbourhood teaching about the Care Bears and how we could fix everything if we just cared. And so people would literally bend over backwards all the time.

To enhance their stomachs to show we were United. And we would not fail. United in Silence. United in suffering. United in the fight.

So i told my mom one day while she was smiling and reading. "Mom i have to help save you but i have to lie. But I'll only tell you the truth"

"Samantha don't you dare lie to good people"

"Mom, let me watch the TV and I'll decide"

And i cried. I was scared.

"Mom. I only told you that because Darth Vadar said i should. But i don't know how to lie and not only tell you the truth but to tell everyone else. I don't know its safe"

She laughed "Darth Vadar, huh? You mean your dad. I can hear him, too. Next time she comes to town. I'll invite her here for tea and ill see you in action"

No. But she prepared it all then went to town and left me alone with her, the neighbors all on high alert and ready to pounce if I left the house with eQ2. And I bequeathed the eQ2 on my own and finished up what my mom had prepared and served it in the kitchen where there was less Windows but a man standing on his car and 2 others on their houses across the dirt road to watch for me. And I sat in front of the open window knowing I just had to push out the screen and jump out and I would be safe And i could pretend to fall out and kick and punch the screen in my panic of "falling" as suggested by a neighbor. As long as I didn't hear mom's car i wouldn't get hurt much.

And so thats how at the age of 2 I infiltrated the eQ2's circle because of Channing Tatum and my dad and the unbearable sadness I saw daily.

And heroes like Lucas and attempted heroes like Channing and the town's bravery and support.

I learned to Sleigh. Sit back and ride the ride, controlling the reigns with delight. And fear. Dread.

Each meeting i took the heaviness in the air around me and put it in me as much as possible. All the Care Bear sadness not in their belly but their hearts and minds and the rest i hid around me, under the table, under my shirt, in my hair.

Then every time she left i measured the heaviness to see how good of a job I did. Nearly every time it was light enough to easily dance a jig.

Merry Christmas to All, once and for all!

So this shirt... Its me hugging my mom to make her feel better about my crazy Darth Vadar loving brother sneaking up behind her chair to check on her and not to check if he was in trouble, but to hear her laugh

Its me hugging my mom while my brother Matt is in the bathroom flushing his toys or taking a nap and all his dreams come true when our dad comes in behind us, says the desiger Jesse James whom also used to live in the trailer park. Whose dad used to kill the kidnappers.

Not that my mom is fat or waddled. But as adults saw everything in black and white, couldn't fly or run like we could due to paralyzing sadness. But had full unbranded Care Bear tummies just like the rest of the neighborhood.

And my dad sneaking up has a Darth Vadar helmet on his tummy for representing all human trafficked dad's.

We decided mom would get an open book and a magic wand for hers because she became a high school teacher and she always drowned her sorrows in an open book she read that took her away to a life that filled her with imagination and other worlds.

Merry Christmas, mom. From Jesse and all the team.

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I'll come back with Russia after i eat.