#this was a fun question i had a good time with this hehehehehe

[tangledinink]

how did you go about designing gemini mikey venus and jennika's masks? they look so cool!

Oh gosh what a fun question. I'm about to babble a bunch so I'll put it below a cut 'cause it's long, sorry...

The main motivation for giving Mikey a mask in the first place was I wanted him to have some design element that called back to the horns on Draxum's helmet, (kinda like how @evenmoreofadisaster's Two does) to represent how Mikey looks up to him and emphasize the importance of their relationship. I didn't wanna just do the same thing as EMD, though, of course, and that same design element wouldn't work for Mikey the way it does for Two, anyway. So then the question was-- how do I give this guy horns?

I ended up landing on "oh, I can give him a mask!" I referenced a bunch of different japanese oni masks for the design-- it specifically has 'X's' for eyes to reference his canon kneepads. :3c I hadn't planned to include Venus and Jennika when I designed Mikey, and ended up adding them in a bit later, but it always kinda seemed obvious that they should have masks, too...

I wanted Venus's mask to appear a bit calmer and softer, to kind of reflect her personality, and while I considered giving her the classic "mask tail braid," I also wanted to give her a bow (since all the Hamato Kids have one somewhere!) and keep her 'different,' so I ended up deviating slightly and giving her braids coming from the mask's 'mouth,' instead, to represent smoke, steam, or clouds, which is a somewhat common motif I saw when looking at reference materials for her.

For Jennika, I knew I wanted to give her a big ol' bow, and after a bit of experimenting I decided the best way to do this was to put the mask on the back of her head-- which I also found meant I had the chance to add the fun little design element of giving her 'horns' that sort of appear to be her own by poking out over the top of her head. She's a bit of a spit-fire, so she has sort of 'devilish' little horns to represent this. Her mask being on the back of her head instead of the front like her siblings is also sort of a reference to how she feels a bit less connected to their 'mission' than them, or at least, feels the devotion differently than they do. Venus and Mikey's masks, the visual representation of their relationship with Draxum and their 'divine mission,' is right in the forefront, covering half their faces. Though Jennika still wears a mask, her face is bare-- her mask is behind her, rather than being the very first thing you see.

[sprunkimortality]

rubs my hands together,, jok 2 questions

clukr when did you start wearing those big ahh glasses 💀💀 they look like you see the other side of the world with them what in the prescription......

and two when you got married did your families ever meet or what (like mother and father

Clukr: "Well, actually, I've been wearing them since college. And they work well, thank you very much. As for that other question...well, Garnold has met my parents."

Garnold: "Nice old folks, I'd say! They make great stew!"

Clukr: "Was the food really the most memorable thing about them?"

Garnold: "Honey, if you'd only appreciate it more!"

Garnold: "Well, I myself don't have sleeping problems. Clukr...well...if staying up past midnight to finish a project counts as a sleeping problem, then he's got big problems."

Clukr: "Garnold, you know how I feel about dropping those!"

Garnold: "Honey, I never ask you to drop 'em. I just wish you'd take some time off, sometimes, you know? You've got bags under your eyes, love. And your spine's not getting any better if you keep hunching over your desk."

Clukr: "Hm."

Garnold: "Hey, it's why I'm here to help."

Clukr: "Alright...I'll admit...I'd likely be in a worse state had it not been for you."

Garnold: "I'll take that as a compliment! But seriously, Clukr. Ease out sometimes, y'know?"

Clukr: "Hm..."

Garnold: "We've known each other since high school! We dated some time during freshman year and then got married right after we both finished college! So, a while, actually!"

Clukr: "I can't believe it's been years..."

Garnold: "Yeah, we never do anniversaries, do we?"

Clukr: "Nada."

Garnold: "It'd only be extra stress for ya hun."

Clukr: "Well....you're not wrong. But, still. Sorry."

Garnold: "Hey, don't apologize! Our stupid lil' dates are enough to me. All that matters is that you're here, I'm here, and we're not goin' anywhere."

Clukr: "Garnold..."

Garnold: "Yeah, cheesy, I know. But you like cheesy, don'tcha? That's why you stayed."

Clukr: "Hrrmmm..."

Garnold: "Yeah, I'm right."

[Chuckling softly, Garnold plants a soft kiss on Clukr's cheek.]

Garnold: "Let's go to bed, hun."

Clukr: "Alright. Good night."

Garnold: "Night, love."

[Clukr and Garnold are now unaskable for the rest of the night.]

---

MFC: "I'm doing just swell! Things are better with my favorite Sprunki around!"

Gray: "Mm. Thanks."

MFC: "Anytime!"

[Fun Bot is currently asleep.]

Gray: "I've listened to death metal before. It's cool."

MFC: "Hehehehehe. I'd unleash The Rodent."

[broodwoof]

happy friday! i said i'd send you tethraghast, and here it is :3 from the "as said by cassandra" prompt list: perhaps this would be a good time to stop talking.

hehehehehe oh this was FUN. im love them 😭also what a fitting prompt @dadrunkwriting 636 words cws: none

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but you’ve already read that part.” She winced as Varric approached, resisting the urge to slam the book shut and try to hide it. Useless.

“That is true,” she admitted simply. He snorted, then sat down on the bench beside her.

“You’re actually rereading it? Seriously?” Under the apparent shock she swore he sounded a bit flustered, glancing over at him. His eyes were wide.

“It seems so,” was all she said, beginning to feel a little more playful than defensive. 

“Seeker, it’s really not that good of a story.” He sounded almost beseeching—a bit dramatic, even for him.

“You underestimate yourself.” She turned the page, although she hadn’t really been reading since he approached. “As usual.”

“Excuse me, I think I need you to say that again.”

“You have so many layers, Varric, I could write a book about them.” She gave up the pretense, closing the book and setting it on her lap. “A false humility to cover your ego, except the ego itself is false. It’s all false. Layers upon layers.” He blinked, looking genuinely surprised. She pressed her advantage. “You are a capable fighter, a good strategist, and a skilled writer. Even when you think you aren’t.” She tapped her finger against the book on her lap, driving home her point. “Your skill with wordplay is remarkable, but it is not surprising—you couch yourself with half-truths and deflections as a matter of course. It’s all parabole and hyperbole. Nothing straightforward.”

“I— um—” She smirked, watching him flounder for the first time. He cleared his throat and glanced away, fingers curling into the edge of the bench.

“I think the most sincerity I’ve ever seen from you was… during our fight.” Her voice dropped as she recalled that time, her anger. It had deepened the wedge she had already driven between them before, when she had Varric brought in for questioning.

“You were scary, Seeker,” he muttered and she winced again, nodding.

“And you were angry.” Now he nodded. “And hurt.” He hesitated now, then sighed and nodded again. She was only watching him out of the corner of her eye, trying to not intrude.

“We both were, I guess,” he pointed out somberly. 

She stared down at the book in her lap. This was her fault—she had brought this up. She had twisted this moment. “Varric,” she began quietly, feeling his attention shift back to her. She steeled herself, wondering why this was harder than facing down a dragon, and turned to meet his eyes. “I should… That is, I have been meaning—”

“It’s okay,” he began but she shook her head.

“It is not. I am sorry, Varric.” They stared at each other in silence for long moments. He looked away first, laughing a little.

“Shit. Never expected to hear that from you.”

“Nor I,” she admitted a little sourly, smiling when it made him laugh again. “There is much that I regret. I should have apologized long ago—I should have thanked you when you stayed to help. That was brave. I should have—”

“Seeker,” he interrupted, turning to face her properly, drawing a leg underneath himself. “Cassandra,” he said, her name startling on his lips. “That’s enough. Perhaps this would be a good time to stop talking.” She turned to face him with a frown, wondering if she had upset him, but he looked…

She did not know how he looked.

Not upset, certainly.

But she did not press, and eventually he smiled at her and resumed his position—but she noticed he had closed some of the distance between them, his shoulder brushing her arm. She did not move away. And eventually she opened the book again, feeling his attention lingering on her even as she lost herself in his words and world once more.

[good--merits-accumulated]

I wanted to open this with the joke "long time listener, first time caller" but I'm still yet to complete your collection of fics (which I will do, mark my words), but I cannot resist the opportunity to pick your brains about writing. With that, 11 & 15 for Hymnal and 3 & 4 for Christmas in the room. Plus, if I may be so bold, I'm curious about your process - how to you go about planning? Do you tend to write several drafts or is it more a situation of "getting in the zone" and writing in one sitting?

Hehehehehe thank you for the ask, Vine!! Pick away.

11 for Hymnal: What do you like best about this fic?

The description! The poetry! I'm feeling this very keenly right now as I'm writing a contemporary AU without much description, but Hymnal really let me stretch out my native writing wings, i.e. just blocks and blocks of adjectives. If I could, all of my fics would just be thousands of words describing everyone's outfits all the time. And the poetry is still some of the only poetry I've ever written which I still like! So there's that. :D

15 for Hymnal: What did you learn from writing this fic?

Oh, God. Pacing! I really learnt the value of slowing things down. Not quite in time to finish Hymnal, mind; I still think it doesn't read as smoothly as it could and jerks along in places. But hopefully I'm applying the lessons I've learnt about placing in current projects. Hymnal also taught me to be less shy about experimenting with form: the epistolary, yes, but also that one scene written entirely in dialogue. It was so intensely fun and fitting for the mood that I've been going back to it ever since, and other current WIPs (the Secret Life of Walter Mitty AU!) are skipping around from prose to epistolary to playscript. 3 for christmas in the room: What's your favourite line of narration?

Hm. Probably this from the first one:

In any case the light was warm and a little dim and usually it softened the features of whoever walked in, made them friendlier and more beautiful, but clearly something had gone wrong with it this time because Charlie flinched and dropped the peas as soon as he walked in. The trouble with his face was that everything was writ large upon it. The shock and the horror and quickly settling in the confusion, easy to read like a children’s book, A is for Apple is for Anger is for Aw, hell, there goes a jacket I’m never getting back again…

It just reads nicely! My goal for writing is always to have something that sounds good read aloud.

4 for christmas in the room: What's your favourite line of dialogue?

This was HARD, because my goal for the dialogue in this fic was to make it all innocuous and kind of inordinary. Nevertheless I think it's probably:

“Oh, it was nobody,” said Neil, looking up. He smiled, a quick roguish flashing smile which did not for a single second assure Todd of its authenticity. “Nobody. Nothing. Mom’s in the hospital. Like I said – ”

“Neil,” he said, and within two seconds was at his side. 

Neil dropped his face into his hands and ground out, “Like I said, nothing.”

Again, this is about the rhythm of it - I just think it reads well.

RE: your final question, I actually almost never write a second draft! The fic you see on the webpage is almost always the exact same fic which I first set to virtual paper in Google Docs, with the exception of some spelling corrections/rephrasing of a sentence/replacing repeated words/etc. I don't really tend to make other drafts. (Actually, the Martian AU is really weird in this respect because I'm working from a second draft now, the first one being.... how do you say...... dogshit.) But "getting in the zone" isn't really what happens either, since I find that hard to make happen. Unfortunately, it's very prosaic and businesslike and not at all Romantic, capital R: I carve out some time, sit down at my laptop, make myself type out a couple of sentences and then wait for the moment when my fingers start flying. And then it's just a matter of seeing where the story wants to go 😅. Most of the planning happens beforehand, usually in the shower or in bed before I sleep; but then it's still very, very barebones. Usually the story does its own thing and I find myself developing character arcs and motifs around the scaffolding as I go, and then I'll go back and fiddle around in the rest of it until it looks intentional.

... I'm not sure if that helped. LMK if you have any other questions.

[theproblemwithstardust]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Tagged by @just-here-with-my-thoughts!! Thank you!!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

13 (meshurkaan) and 88 (the_problem_with_stardust)

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

111,654 under meshurkaan! I have no idea about the_problem_with_stardust since some of those fics were cowritten :D

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now Star Wars, but I’ve also written for star trek, the witcher, teen wolf, marvel… maybe some others?

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Under meshurkaan:

sand in the hourglass codywan, 2224 words shovel in the dirt crosshunt, 1366 words any way to baffle death (Part 3: ESU), foxfives, 27786 words close out the sun (Part 5: ESU), foxfives, 12114 words (WIP) a flint and a fire (Part 1: ESU), rexfox, 31627 words

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! I love responding to people's thoughts and reactions XD

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hehehehehe a flint and a fire :) It’s part of a series though, so it’ll get fixed soon!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably one bright morning? I wrote it the night before TBB series finale and I just wanted them all to be HAPPY

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Ah yes the mortifying ordeal of having your buddies read the porn you wrote. Um I think most of the time it’s fun and a little silly?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don’t think I’ve written any crossovers?

11. (I kept your question XD) Which fic are you proud of but wish had gotten a bigger response from your readers?

Maybe only a call? It has some of my favorite moments in the ESU but it is also mainly worldbuilding so it might have only been fun for me XD

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A few! Mostly teen wolf stuff from WAY back in the day

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I did some round-robin type fics, but I am not a good writing partner since I struggle a lot with schedules and deadlines

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I’m a chronic multishipper so it’s honestly the ship I am writing for at the moment (this morning it was RexFoxFives, this afternoon it is TechPhee)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I always plan to finish WIPs, no matter how old they are (stares at across the stars) but there is a codywan fic I started for the 2021 codywan big bang and didn’t finish. I still think about it ALL the time

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hmmm one thing that I've worked on a lot is structuring plot. In long fics I like to include off-hand details that then become relevant later. And I do put a lot of thought into characterization so hopefully that comes through in my writing >.<

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Endings! I sat on trying to find my way home for three weeks before I added like twenty words to the end and just posted it

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

It depends. I used to do it a lot but now that I primarily use screenreaders to edit, I don’t love it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

First published on Ao3? Star Wars (FinnPoe my beloved) But I was definitely writing little epilogues to each of the Chronicles of Narnia books at the age of 8

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Ummm maybe take the old, make it new? Or intersecting foliations? All of endless space unfurled? It’s hard to pick ^^’

No pressure tags: @whiskygoldwings, @cacodaemonia, @wolveria,

@catbuir, @loverboy-havocboy, @kartaylirnaak, and anyone else who would like to play?

[princesshillaryellaworld25]

Cursed Layla Miller tries to kill Penelope

Cursed Layla Miller: Now....I'm gonna tell you for the last damn time! Surrender or i'm gonna kill Penelope right here, RIGHT NOW!

Penelope: SMG4! FOR FUCKS SAKE, SHOOT HER ALREADY!!!!!

SMG4: I....I CAN'T! WHAT IF I ACCIDENTALLY SHOOT YOU?! YOU KNOW I'M NOT GOOD AT AIMING WITH FIREARM!

Cursed Layla Miller: Pull the trigger and Penelope's dead!

SMG4: *whimpering*

Penelope: SMG4! HURRY SHOOT HER!!!

SMG4: Okay Okay! .....*to himself* I can do this! I can do this! I can do this! Please don't make me miss!

Cursed Layla Miller: TIMES UP! TIME TO DIE! , SEE YOU IN HELL, YOU PINK CHEEK BITCH*raises her knife to Penelope*

Penelope: AH!

SMG4: NO! PENNY DUCK!

Penelope: *ducks* AH!

Cursed Layla Miller: WHAT THE-

SMG4: EAT LED, YOU BITCH!!!!

*BANG*

The bullet hit Cursed Layla's head, blood was dripping down her forehead and then she fell to the ground.

SMG4: Did I shoot her?

Penelope: Yes! Yes! *hugs SMG4* You did it! You got her!

SMG4: I...I did it? Heh heh HA HA! I Did it! I got her! I got her! I got her! I did it!

Penelope: Yeah, Looks Like she's dead for sure. C'mon let's go back to the others, they're probably worried about us.

SMG4: Yeah let's go-

Cursed Layla Miller: HA! You two really thought you can kill me that easily?!

SMG4: OH SHIT! 😰

Penelope: WHAT?! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?! 😡

SMG4: Yeah! I shot you in the head! That gunshot should've kill you! 😠

Cursed Layla Miller: Doesn't matter! *hand turns into a knife blade* NOW I'M REALLY GONNA KILL THE BOTH OF YOU!!!! *charges at them*

SMG4 & Penelope: AH!

Penelope: QUICK SHOOT HER! SHOOT HER!!!

SMG4: Okay Okay! * kept Shooting cursed layla but it's not working* IT'S NOT WORKING!!!!😫

Penelope: THEN KEEP SHOOTING!!!!

SMG4 kept shooting Cursed Layla but then the gun was empty

SMG4: WHAT THE-* tries to cock the gun but it's empty* WHAT?! No no no no no no no NO!

Penelope: SMG4, WHAT HAPPENED?!

SMG4: THE GUN IS OUT OF BULLETS!!!

Penelope: WHAT?! HOW?!

SMG4: I DON'T KNOW! BUT THEY'RE ALL FINISHED!!!

Penelope: SHIT! We gotta go!

Cursed Layla Miller: Oh no you two don't! (blocks them using her giant hands)

Penelope: AH!

SMG4: OH GOD! WE'RE TRAPPED!!!

Cursed Layla had them cornered.

Cursed Layla: Heh heh, Got you two now~

SMG4: OH GOD, WE'RE DONE FOR!!!

Penelope: *hugs SMG4* IT'S OVER! WE'RE DEAD!

SMG4: WE'RE DOOMED!!!!

Cursed Layla: Now stay still while I rip both of your organs out!

SMG4 & Penelope: *whimpering*

SMG4: *shaking in fear* Welp, it was nice knowing you Penny! Goodbye Penny!😭

Penelope: *shaking in fear*Goodbye SMG4, It's nice knowing you too!!!....😭

Cursed Layla: Heheheheh, SAY BYE BYE LOSERS-

SMG4 & Penelope: *screaming*

*BANG BANG*

Everything went slient.

SMG4: Huh? W-We're alive?

Penelope: A-Are we dead yet?

SMG4: No look! *points to Cursed Layla Miller on the ground in a pool of blood then holes through her face*

Penelope: Woah! Now...that is gruesome!

SMG4: But the question is who shot her?

Sick Sky: I did *holding a gun*

Penelope: Sick Sky! You saved us!

SMG4: Wait, How did you know we were in danger?

Sick Sky: I was just on my hiking trip when I heard gunshot so I check to see what was going on and then I saw Layla miller but looking like a cursed monster about to kill you guys so I decided to pull out my rifle and shoot her with it.

SMG4: Well I guess that makes sense 😑

Sick Sky: Anyways, What are you guys doing in the middle of the woods?

SMG4: We're just looking for some firewood bring to the campsite with our friends.

Sick Sky: Ooo! A camping trip, that sounds fun!

SMG4: Well....we're on a trip for a reason.

Sick Sky: Oh? What is it?

SMG4: The reason why we're camping out is spending the night so we can continue our rescue mission tomorrow morning.

Sick Sky: Rescue Mission? Why?

SMG4: Well-

Penelope: MY GAMING BUDDY SICK BOYFRIEND AND MY NIECE/NEPHEW SHIROZU GOT KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LILA SKY AND IMMORTAL CHERRY ROSE AND HAD THEM LOCKED UP IN THE HELL CASTLE!!!!😫

SMG4: Yeah, what she said.

Sick Sky: Oh my god! Sick Boyfriend and Shirozu got kidnapped?! That's not good! I'll join you guys!

SMG4: Wait, you will?

Sick Sky: Yeah, just say I have a bone to pick with those two bitches!!!

SMG4: Oh well, okay then let's go!

Penelope: Yay! Let's go!

Sick Sky: Okay then!

[stardusttshowers]

*heelys in a few days late with a smoothie* hi can i get uhhhh 6, 25, and 13 specifically abt dim (dunk him into a lake do it do it >:3)

heck yeah!!! >:3 never too late for salt!!

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

OH this is a good one!! going into the spm fandom for this one but i can name one pairing i think!! that pairing is d*mentio/nastasia!

i didn’t used to like it before because i had no idea how they would work out and the portrayals i saw felt out of character compared to their game selves; but my spm fandom friends changed that!!

while that pairing isn’t one i tend to ship myself, seeing my friends in the spm fandom explore their dynamic in a “rivals and lovers” way made it all the more interesting and absolutely delicious; and now i enjoy seeing the d*mentio/nastasia ship! and thinking about their potential sometimes >:3

25. How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX?

this question made me think a lot!!

there is one ending to a certain show i watched that infuriates me really bad; but it’s mainly because I watched it for specific themes and things it pitched… that didn’t come through in the final execution? i really dont want to invite its fans to my post so i shan’t say what it is but that ending was really unsatisfying and frustrating to me and not for ship-related reasons, and id definitely change that!! the main character got the short end of the stick and I really don’t like that :(

I guess an ending that also infuriates me really bad that I can talk about is the ending to pokem*n ultra sun/ultra moon!! ive never played this iteration (only played the originals) so shoutout to my friend luke for giving me the gist but i would change SO much about it!!

they did lillie’s whole story so dirty here!! and instead of having her go off to kanto like the originals did, they made gladion leave for kanto!! they made her mother lusam*ne, who in the originals was an amazing villain and awful mother; into an anti-hero and the people in the games called her a great person - and SHE STILL HAD THE FROZEN POKEMON RIGHT THERE!!

the ultra games had cool fun concepts with necrozema and rainbow rocket, but yet they shafted lillie’s whole arc and story, something that gave the originals heart and warmth for these concepts they put in the ultra games. i guess id say keep lillie’s story like it was in the originals but find some way to integrate all that stuff into the postgame or in a way that doesn’t interfere with her story

13. Unpopular opinion about XXX character?

HEHEHEHEH TIME TO DIMMADUNK >:3

i have so many unpopular opinions on this clown and i’ll try to keep them concise because this post is getting Long as im full of salt today but here’s my top three!

- regarding the popularly theorized backstory: if you agree with this theory and have it as your d*mentio’s backstory that is okay, the different takes are interesting!! but my unpopular opinion is that.. to me; he’s literally just some dude. i never really connected the dots to that master magician story being d*mentio’s backstory in the game; and ended up making my own for my headcanons!! he is just some dude who happens to be a magician to me

- regarding d*mentio hurting nastasia at the end of the game: idk how common this opinion is but ive seen it around a few times where people have said that he hurt nassy intentionally and they think that’s why a ship with them together would be considered bad. my unpopular opinion is that he didn’t intentionally hurt nassy and make her fall unconscious! he aimed that bullet for the count, but nastasia took it.

yes, he hurt her and laughed at her “adorably hopeless gesture”!!! but it wasn’t his intention! it was meant for the count!! now what was intentional was d*mentio putting a floro sprout in o’chunks and luigi’s minds.

- ships with d*mentio: my unpopular opinions are that i don’t think that all ships involving d*mentio are bad!! i feel like he should be able to love somebody like everyone else can. but they’ve really gotta be written right to really hit with me i think, and a lot of the more wholesomely written d*mentio ships don’t really do it?? like.. he’s a messy person and does some deranged stuff; I feel like those ships can get messy and interesting if done right; which there’s a lack of that I think.

also this post got long, but I still wanted to link this!! salt ask meme here if you want to hear more salt!

[holographicbegonia]

Bro I am so confused.

Okay, Miraculous Season 5 Finale, uhhhhh

SPOILERS AHEAD

————

Mega confusion and discussion spoilers under the cut

I thought it was going really well! There was a lot happening in a little time, but it all seemed to be explained at least a little bit. I literally just finished it so here’s my thought process:

I love me a good ol’ crossover in film and animation when they bring in all the past characters from movies, old episodes, etc. And I thought it was really cool! Bringing the United Heros, Fei, Alice, hehehehehe and

*spongebob voice* hiii lukaa

Luka, Jagged, and Penny become part of the Order of the Guardians? Okay yeah whatever I’m not gonna question it. No I am: LIKE I UNDERSTAND LUKA BUT WHY IS JAGGED DOING MIRAKUNG FU-

it was a cool fight scene. Seeing everyone use their powers and working together was fun!

On the other side of the episode-/ we all got thrown for a LOOP man

Does anyone else think it feels really weird how, Prior to the end of the episode, Adrian had like- two scenes? While, yes, he can’t do much without his miraculous, it was weird not getting an update on him and kagami while they’re in confinement. Also while we’re here, lately all we’ve been talking about is how they’re finally revealing the whole sentimonster thing, and why Adrian responds to every command of his father, YET EVERYTHING HE DOES IN THE BEGINNING HES DIRECTLY DISOBEYING GABRIELS ORDERS?? I’m confused

And the big thing, the miraculous’.

I’m a little surprised you’re even able to unify tikki and plagg considering using them together for a wish summons REALITY BITCH OVER HERE/

Marinette immediately gets her cover blown to Gabriel, same with him. So now, it’s personal. Marinette had a pretty calm reaction to EMILIES BODY (dead? Comatosed? Idk anymore) and caught on pretty quick to what Gabriel wanted- and I thought it was going so well! Marinette talked him down, the boomerang trick was cool, the butterfly miraculous, one of the only og miraculous left, so we should keep it safe, GETS FLUNG INTO WATER// which also, Lyla walks in the Agreste Manor mid-fight, but unless I missed it, isn’t seen until the end with the miraculous. You’re telling me she swam through that green ass basement water and got the miraculous?

I genuinely though Gabriel was gonna fold. After seeing the video on Natalie’s phone. Knock some sense into him that, this isn’t what she wanted. I mean, SURLY they’re not gonna let him do the Big Bang thing this entire show over the course of 8 years has stopped him from doing. Yknow since it’s been explained multiple times over 8. Years. Surly with the amount of destruction it does, and we have new seasons coming, they won’t let him do the thing.

He DOEs THE THING.

Also, side note: the kwamis real form look really really cool but I NEED to see Pollens real form cause ik it’s BEAUTIFUL.

So, Yknow how Sass explained in pretty EASY TERMS to Luka how the wishing works?

Red Pen, Blue Pen.

This entire time we’ve been under the impression that in exchange for bringing back Emilie, everything would change. The people, the earth, everything currently in the world. A completely alternate universe where everything is different, except that Emilie is alive. The whole reason we’ve been rooting for Cat Noir and Ladybug to win, is because Gabriel winning was, morally, wrong. Romantic and sad, yes, but his entire mission was to destroy everything and everyone in his way to get his wife back. People DIED (kinda) Families ruined, worlds changed, and this was all before he made the wish. The whole conflict of the show so far was that yes, we’re rooting for our superheroes, but we also feel bad for Adrian and Gabriel losing Emilie: so we understand where his anger comes from.

This IS THROWN OUT THE DAMN WINDOW. bro idk if I blinked and missed something, if I did, lemme know, but/ everything was fine???? Are you kidding me??? i THINK what they were trying to get past, is that the person making the wish, would also choose what happens? I’m still trying to figure out so heres the possibilities in my brain.

Gabriel wished, and realized he was dying, so he gave his life in return for Emilie. (Unrealistic? Emilie (or her sister) is shown in the end, but if that were true and for some reason everyone remembers the past before the wish, Adrian would be freaking out a bit.)

Gabriel wished, knew he was dying, had his reunion, and gave his life for Natalie. This is why they didn’t have him outright say the wish, and instead have Gimmi read his soul. (While this is a little more realistic, after he saw the video, it leaves a lot of plotholes and issue to figure out.)

Gabriel wished for Emilie, and by pure chance, he was the trade. (Also unrealistic?)

It really depends, Natalie is seen at the end, much more healthy than previously, sitting next to either Emilie or Amelie. If it’s Emilie then there’s a whole issue, because the characters shown still had a memory of the world before? People would notice she’s there, while in comparison, a lot of people didn’t know Natalie was sick.

The end just, ticked me off. Five seasons, the emotional heartache we went thru believing that Gabriel would ruin the whole world, just for something so…anticlimactic? I know they’ve been building up Lyla as a villain much more recently, but completely killing off Gabriel takes out so much conflict out of the still-ongoing show. It’s an event we never thought would actually happen. We were built up to believe everyone and everything in the show would be gone, and that’s why it couldn’t happen. That yes, Gabriel knew the wish would destroy the world, but that he would give the entire universe for his Love, and his son to have his mom again. That’s what made it SAD and ROMANTIC and THEY THREW IT OUT???? Instead we get the same world, where everything kept going on. The destruction from the battle was fixed, Ms. Bustier won the election and changed a lot around Paris. The kids are all hanging out summer-style, Luka gets to stay in Paris (yes!) Adrian and Marinette get their kiss, and everything is good. I believed it was explained to Paris that, Ladybug and Gabriel Agreste worked together to defeat Monarch, and Gabriel died in battle? And yet in this last scene there’s little to no mourning or confused feelings from Adrian. He has the ring scene, but besides that: his father whom he recently has come to hate, because he started to see just how selfish he was to his mission in Paris, was actually cool and killed supervillain so it’s okay. LIKE- YOU CANT JUST DO THAT.

Marinette still remembers what happened, everyone remembers the day before the present. Everyone remembers their Kwamis and their powers. Lyla still had the butterfly miraculous. Ladybug and Cat Noir are…still needed? For something at the end? Is this the bad alternate reality where they defeated Monarch, so they went into retirement and had the ugliest children known to man? ITS JUST CONFUSING.

If we knew that Gabriel’s wish would just sacrifice one thing, we would have been fine with him wishing long ago because we didn’t have empathy for him yet. However, our explanation was Red pen, Blue pen. Not Red beans in exchange for Green Strawberries. Gabriels now death leaves too many open holes.

Is Alliance not a thing now? Is Tsurugi-San off the hook? Does she know what happened? Marinette knows Adrian is a sentimonster now, and in turn, SHOULD HE EVEN BE ALIVE RN? There’s a lot of rules for sentimonsters, but with what’s all happened I’m suprised Adrian still exists? Is Lyla just going to take over as Hawkmoth-Lyla? Is she going to have some big ol wish now, because we as the fandom had too much empathy for Gabriel?

It’s confusing, it’s also 8 am. So I’m going to eat and reread everything I just wrote to try and process. Have a good day everyone and PLEASE Use this to have a discussion on the episodes cause I’d like everything to be a little clearer. Thank you!

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

DRUNK ANON! tryna not make mistakes here. THAT TOOK ME 20 Seconds to correct it because am drunk but BROOO. don’t call me baby. i catch feelings QUICK! hehehe. wink wink. when u say “ily” i feel a lil bit special (LMAAOO JKl

ANYWAY!! it’s SOOOO hard for me to write in Ada’s POV because we get so little of Ada’s back story or just in general, but then again it leaves room to explore Ada. Question, do you hear more of Ada’s voice or Leon’s? How do you stay motivated to write? What music evoke emotions out of you or have you think about Aeon? this is sooo messy 😭😭😭😭 i’m all over the place. SORRY.

OHH happy Holidays! OMG ANd ur layout for Leon’s apartment is how Totlaly how I imagined it. um. fuck. i lost track of my thoughts. it’s 1:22AM. Thank you for always having time for AEON NATION. you’re da best! 💕

YOU DIDN'T SAY IF YOU WERE GONNA DRINK WATER >:(

YOU BETTA DO THAT AFTER U DRUNK

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u did a good job spelling hehe

yessss i do think that it's harder to write for ada. i think that we all subconsciously add our own ideas into how ada behaves and acts. and i think that's fine to some extent since she is "playing a role" isn't she? she's always this kinda cold person but we see her becoming softer for leon. so i think we have a bit of space to explore that and make a more "real version" of an ada. i do think that some people (even ada and aeon stans) still mischaracterize ada or her backstory, which is fine tbh since we have so little of her childhood, but like the egregious mischaracterizing (usually from anti ada and anti aeon people) is the kind of shit i hate- like her wanting to kill leon or something like that. or the flip side of her wanting to save the bunnies - although i do like the addition of her saving the chickens in re4r lol.

i like to think of them in both povs because i feel like it gives us a better way to move the plot along. if an entire fic is only from leon's pov it's a bit boring to me. i like the alternating povs and i usually write like that. the only ada only pov that i've ever written is this one.

even my other fics i add some of ada's pov.

i think it's important to explore both of their motivations and thoughts and ideas even if you don't end up writing one of their povs. it makes the writing disjointed sometimes if you don't think about the other characters and how they feel. even side or secondary characters i think it's important to flesh out just enough so that they're not just used as a plot device. (not to say only writing in characters for plot devices are bad, but keep them secondary characters or minor background characters.)

uhhhhhh honestly i write for fun so i just try to write a little bit when i feel like it T_T sjkdfbsjkfs i wrote a post on how to stay motivated but i don't remember what it was called. it might be tagged under like #heart writes or something like that

uhhhhh i have lots of songs that i like! i have a bunch tagged with #aeon coded song

THAT'S OKAY MY LOVE

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!! heheheheh im glad! i did try to explain it when i was writing but it's also okay if people had different ideas for apartment layouts. i wasn't like super specific about some aspects of it.

THAAANK YOOUUU 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 DRINK SOME WATERR 💕💕💕

[1d1195]

BESTIE WDYM THE HONEY UPDATE WAS PUERLY SMUT?!?(also can’t believe I missed another poll?!? This is what I get for not being on my phone 😔) I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT SO IT WAS SURPRISING! I’m obviously not mad about it though lol NOW my mind is going crazy be he’s just down bad and I’m so loving it! He’s so😵‍💫 and she was literally about up kill him with going bare.. LIKE GIRL YOU KNOW DEEP DOWN THAT MAN WOULD GIVE YOU ANOTEHR CHILD IF YOU ASKED HAHAHA loved it lol also that “baggage” line :( omg ngl kinda felt sad lol anyways VERY excited to see how this all pans out! I have many questions!! Like does she actually believe that Harry is into her and it wanst just horny man brain talking? WILL HARRY BE MORE OPEN TO EXPRESSING HIS FEELINGS?! WILL SHE?!? Anyways bestie this part was wild and I loved it!

Missing a birthday trope is a very underrated! Like that hurts on so many levels lol it’s also so cute you’ve been hanging out with your baby cousin!! You just radiate being so good with children and actually enjoying it lol oh I LOVE he’s so jealous it just makes me giggle all the time! Oh bestie you did a great job writing it! I think I was also short circuiting bc I like imagined his HANDS(I typically don’t ‘see’ things when I read lol) so I was lowkey losing it too HAHA

Honestly it’s crazy how not having the proper insurance can lead to some having such horrible experiences and causing emotional/mental trauma! Like it’s a whole thing that I could go on about! But it does make me happy that you are able to at least feel not too scared to see the dentist anymore! It’s growth and that’s something to be proud of!

You have mentioned it!! And I don’t blame you for living it bc you basically experienced the whole vibe Twilight of it in real time and honestly bestie I love that for you! And omg those books you’ve mentioned sound so good!!! Currently I have seen a pattern where this era of mine included a lot of murder mystery and poetry?? So weird but some are kinda hitting ngl HAHA but you know I LOVE HEARING ABOUT THINGS YOU LOVE!!!

You truly wouldn’t survive that heat wave Sam, it was so brutal😔 also hope you’ll be able to get your heat compressor fixed!! And I’m sure it looks so cute how you decorated! The way you seem to write about your MC’s having a decorative touch, I’m sure that you have that as well!!

I’m so happy you had a good weekend and a good week!!! I feel like this is a win you needed!

My week started out pretty rough considering one of my dogs was acting a bit off. He’s fine like we took him to the vet and everything I just think he’s kind of sad? Idk but he’s fine now! But also I’ve been busy with adult stuff like calling in for bills/disputes and school stuff(so annoying tbh🙄). BUT I WENT THRIFTING TODAY!!! I got the cutest(in my opinion lol) dresses and a jacket! The dresses are both floor length so I’m debating on whether or not I should make them shorter! Plus one of them is a really pretty black velvet fabric which I was just in awe of! Anyways lol overall I don’t have anything planned like fun wise but I’m okay with that honestly lol I have until the end of the month to relax a bit which is okay!

Hope you have another lovely weekend!! Miss you loads and love you lots Sam!!❤️-💜

Good for you for not being on your phone! I feel like I'm doing too many polls tbh so don't even worry about it!

I'm saving a breeding kink for another one of my Harrys but this one is def going to be up there with him hehehehehe He is so down bad. Just lay him on the floor he's down. You will def see more of the baggage line. I had no idea I was going to get so much feedback on it! I forget how I came up with it in the moment. I just thought it sounded kinda needy and Harry of COURSE meant it and he will carry it, but he just wanted her to stop thinking (guess it worked 🤭) I love your questions so much! I can't wait to see what you think of the next part!

I have another missing bday trope coming up next week. Not as aggressive though. Idk there's just something about it, and making Harry grovel for forgiveness hehehehe

Babies make INTENSE eye contact with me at Target in the checkout line. My bf is so sick of it tbh hahahaha I make friends with every little baby and toddler. I have fairly curly hair (and with the humidity FORGET IT) I look like a frizzy mess but I think that babies don't see curly hair all that often? Idk. they stare at me for so long. Or maybe it's just i have this super friendly, wide open, baby-expressive face. I saw this girl on tik tok say she's not hot but she's cute because a guy won't ask for her phone number at the grocery store, but she will be asked for her phone number so she can babysit. That's probs me to a tee. A baby flirted with me in the ice cream line (idk what else to call it) but he was so adorable asking what flavor I wanted after I asked him and if he loved ice cream (I should probs stop I'm ruining a future story line 🤭)

There is something about Harry Styles' hands I will think about them every day of my life. I'm glad I could help you visualize it 😂

I have so much financial anxiety. I think I need to be studied. Like I wake up thinking about how much money I don't have and how I can't do ANYTHING fun lol

VERY interesting you have murder mystery and poetry! I wouldn't put those two together but I lowkey love that! I can so see that being your vibe though 💕

They fixed it pretty quick but Idk why public buildings WITH CHILDREN are not mandated to have AC. WILD to me. If I were a politician it would be my first decree. I do try to have an aesthetic but I think my aesthetic is a basic white 20-something millennial bitch 😭😭 so idk how aesthetic I really am

Oh no! Your poor puppy :( I'm glad he's fine now. Good to know dogs go through it too 😭 But he didn't deserve that. I got 0% satisfaction contacting financial aid or the bursar office at my college. I wrote on a survey "I want to jump in front of a car anytime I have to talk to financial aid office; they are the least helpful and friendly people I've ever had the PLEASURE of speaking to." I never heard back from my college about it and they never ask me for donations so I feel like that's the key to keep your money in your pocket. I love the sound of your dresses, especially the velvet one that sounds stunning! I'm envisioning a NYE party 😍 I'm a huge maxi dress fan. All my dresses are long. I love them!

I'm hoping to have a good weekend! Miss and love you too!!!!

xoxo

[number1jeonginstan]

hiii love love love your work !! i recently had a dream about chan as a p.e teacher and it was so heartwarming seeing him interact with the students but i CANNOT stop thinking abt how good he looked in the lowcut shirt he was wearing that exposed his collarbones djsifnwjdkw anyway i wanted to request a gym teacher!chan x english teacher!afab reader smut where the reader is helping chan put away equipment during lunch but they get a bit distracted in the storage room 👀👀

pairing: teacher! Chan x afab!teacher reader

warnings: swearing, kissing, smut, and some fluff too!

word count: 3.5k (I got a bit carried away...)

18+ Minors DNI

A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I hope it is to your liking! I didn't do it so the kids are at school, because personally, I find that a bit weird, sorry! I write what I feel comfortable, but I try and keep the premise of the story that you asked!! I hope y'all like it because it was fun to write and I got a bit carried away when it came to the smut. (heheheheh) I hope y'all enjoy!!!

smut warnings: unprotected sex, daddy kink, technically public sex (but like, there is no one else at school...), creampie  

It was your first day of your new job, your nerves going through the roof and the cup of coffee in your hands was not helping. It wasn’t like you didn’t know how to teach, you were doing private tutoring for years while in college for high schooler’s essays and did the whole student-teacher thing to get your degree, but this was the first time you were teaching by yourself. 

You were getting paid way more than other teachers to teach 3rd grade in a rural town in the middle of nowhere. Everyone here was rich, like wearing Louis Vitton bags to hold their dogs rich. While driving to school, the plethora of porches and teslas didn’t surprise you. Being in such a small town where everyone knew each other, you were terrified of messing up. 

Sure working with teens would have been more intimidating, but working with a bunch of 8-year-olds olds, now that’s scary. What if they didn’t like you, teased you, and didn’t think you were funny enough? Before you ended up in more of a whirlwind spiral, you crashed into something. You could feel something cold hitting the back of your hand as coffee spilled all over what was in front of you. 

You look up to see a man with curly hair and wearing a matching tracksuit, the thing you must have hit was his whistle. Before he could even react, you started profusely apologizing. 

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry, let me wash this for you. I can’t believe I did something so stupid, your suit looks nice too, I can’t believe I ruined it” You continued your word vomit only to be interjected by the man’s voice in front of you. 

“Don’t worry about it, accidents happen, I can just take my jacket off” he simply unzipped his jacket and shrugged it off, allowing the tanktop he was wearing underneath to show off his defined muscles. “See, no harm done” he grinned, his smile toothy causing a slight blush to appear upon your cheeks. 

“Again, I sincerely apologize, I had no idea you were there” you continued on, too afraid to look him in the face as you apologized. 

“It’s okay,” he said, placing his hand on your shoulder, “now breathe with me” he lifted a hand, inhaling loudly, causing you to follow suit. You both exhaled at the same time, a slight chuckle leaving his lips as you did.

“I get it, first-day, you will be fine, I believe in you” he grinned. “Thank you” you gleamed back “I’m so sorry, but I didn’t get your name?” you asked.

“It’s Coach Bhang, or Chris to the adults” he chuckled. Before you could respond with your name, he interrupted you “You are the new teacher right? Your kids have me right before lunch today” 

You looked at him a bit confused, not knowing how he knew who you were already. “The principal told me, I was on the committee to hire you” answering the question that must have been written on your bewildered face. 

“Oh, it’s very nice to meet you, Chris, but I truly must get going. I guess I’m going to see you before lunch!” you said, trying to turn around and leave to get to your class on time. He simply nodded, waving you goodbye as you left him there. You looked even better and sweeter in person he thought to himself. 

He was so excited to have someone his age around. When the hiring committee asked for his help, knowing that many kids confided in him, he wanted to find someone young. He wanted to make sure the kids got a different perspective, especially growing up with parents who always thought they were doing the “best” for their kids. 

He appreciated all of his seniors in his school, knowing that they had been teaching kids for years, some even being his teachers while he grew up. When he saw your resume, your reason for teaching caught his eye before anything else. 

“I want to make sure that every kid is comfortable. It isn’t just about teaching them, but making sure they have fun along the ride. Kids are supposed to have fun at a young age and not stress out. I want to make it so they are in an environment where they can confide in me.” 

He knew then and there, you were what their school needed. It took a bit of convincing, but he had gotten you to the school, and there you were with your long skirt and sweater covered in apples, glasses laying on the bridge of your nose with a cheesy smile ridden on your face. 

He couldn’t have even gotten mad at you when you spilled coffee on him, you were just too sweet, apologizing even with your “first day of school” jitters.

You finally got to your classroom, placing your almost empty cup of coffee onto your desk. You had spent almost a week preparing everything. Your room was filled with color, allowing all your kids to express themselves in their own way.

You had made a reading corner with all your favorite books as a kid surrounded by beanbags, your walls empty and ready for whatever art the kids make. It felt like home. You sighed as you finished taking in your room admiring each crevice before the kids rushed in.

As the kids began to trickle in, you saw the excitement on all of the kid’s faces. Some looked at you a bit confused, others whispering with their friends. They were all so cute, falling into their own cliques and taking a look at the place they were going to spend most of their time. 

You even overheard some of the parents talking which intrigued you a bit. 

“Did you hear about the new teacher?” one asked while the mother nodded. “Yeah, my son Sohee is in her class, I hope she’s good or else I’m going to take it up with my husband, he is the county’s superintended after all,” she said with a fake laugh. 

“I agree, I hope she doesn’t try and steal a man’s husband like the last one. Poor Susan, she was crushed after she found out” she giggled. “I know, I can’t believe that he slept with that skank, hopefully, this one doesn’t try the same innocent act”

“I agree, but do you think Coach Bahng will be coming out today, I don’t see him. He’s the only reason I dropped off Sohee or else I would have gotten his nanny to do it” 

“I saw him earlier,” said the woman with blonde hair, Sohee’s mother, “he finally took off that damn jacket, and can I say, I would not be opposed to taking a bite out of him” she chuckled, biting her nail.

“Oh, you are so bad!” the other woman laughed. You quickly walked away before you could overhear any more of their conversation. 

Thirty minutes after the first bell rang, all the kids were situated in their seats. You opted to give kids assigned seats to all the kids to help you get and know them better. They were all chatting amongst their selves, reminiscing about where they traveled for summer break, what they did, and who they met. 

It was cute seeing them all talk amongst themselves, seated in their tiny desks, giggling away. You decided that it was time to introduce yourself, and try and get on their good side. 

“Hi, class!” you said as you walked in front of the classroom, causing them all to direct their attention. “My name is Miss L/N, and I’m your teacher this year” you grinned, trying to see all their reactions. 

They all shyly replied with a short and curt “hi”. “I thought, because it’s the first day of school, we can all draw what we did over the summer and what your favorite things are!” you laughed watching all the kids get excited.

They all pulled out their markers, colored pencils, and crayons ready for the paper you were passing out. After another 15 minutes had passed, every kid began sharing. Showing what they did through their pictures, as well as telling stories from their adventures.

As they began to wrap up, one of the kids, who you think was named Lily, asked you what you did. This caused all the kid's attention to get off their friends and onto you. 

“Oh I didn’t do much this summer, just prepared to hang out with you guys” you explained causing all the kids to groan. 

“That’s boring” one of the kids yelled “Don’t you have a boyfriend or something, all the other teachers are married except Coach Bahng, except my mom said he could have been my dad,” he said out loud, causing all the kids to giggle. 

One thing that you forgot about kids was their blunt honesty. “Umm, I don’t have a boyfriend” you replied, trying to change the topic you quickly blurted out “Would you look at the time guys, it’s time to go to P.E” 

This diverted all the attention from the boy’s previous question, they waddled out of their seats into a single-formed line, which amazed you. For 8-year-olds, they already knew what they had to do. The line leader was the Sohee, the boy’s mother was the one you overheard in the hall. You chuckled a bit, seeing how eager they were to get to their next class. 

As you were walking, you asked Sohee why all the kids were so excited. “It’s because Coach Bahng is sooooooo fun” he exclaimed, jumping up and down. “He loves playing with us, and he always finds games that are fun and not like the old P.E. teacher who made us run all the time in kindergarten” 

You simply nodded, bringing them all into the gym, taking attendance, and making sure all 17 of your students were there. That was when you ran into Chris again, he smiled at you, coming over as all the kids went into their respective locker rooms. “So, how are you liking the school so far?” he asked when he was in front of you.

“It’s good so far, everyone was so sweet and we did a kind of show and tell of what they did over the summer with pictures they drew,” you told him. He noticed how expressive your eyes were as you told him what you guys did in your class. 

“That’s amazing”

“I know” you replied “I also wanted to apologize about what happened earlier this morning, I would love to make it up to you in some way” you stated, still feeling guilty about the whole coffee fiasco. 

“I mean you don’t have to, but I do need to clean the gym’s storage closet, and would really appreciate some help” 

“Consider me there!” you giggled, “here, give me your number so I know what time I have to be there” You pulled out your phone quickly, not knowing how long it would be before the kids came out and you did not want to be see with your phone. 

“Here you go” he said, returning your phone in your hands “text me first so I get your number, I have to take care of these gremlins now” he chuckled, watching the kids pile out of the locker room. 

“So you said you needed some help?” you asked. It was Saturday morning and you were there at 8 am like you promised. The rest of the week had worked out smoothly, other than the day when a kid in your class’s dad asked if you were single, which caused a bit of an uncomfortable situation. 

Chan admired you, you were dressed in a long shirt that was falling off one of your shoulders and leggings, your hair a bit messy framing your face. He told you there was going to be some heavy lifting due to the both of you having to clean out the gym’s storage room, and you had dressed for the occasion.

Chan was wearing some basketball shorts and his signature tank top. If anyone could look good in a wife-beater, it would be him. You quickly shooed the thoughts away, not wanting him to catch on. You were doing him a favor for spilling coffee on him, that’s it, but why did he have to look so good? 

“Yeah, we just have to take some things out of the storage room and clean it up so I can make sure I have all the supplies for our next lesson. It’s just doing inventory” he said with his signature smile. His eyes curled up as you simply nodded, following him. 

You both got into the groove of fixing the closet, he cleaned everything up while you were taking inventory. He brought in another box, and he accidentally kicked in the door stopper, causing the door to shut. 

“Oh shit” he exclaimed as he saw what just happened, you looked up to see the door completely closed. “Fuck, how are we supposed to get out” he groaned, rubbing his face in his hands.

“What happened” you asked, walking up to him, still a bit confused about what had happened. 

“The door only opens from the outside, which means we are stuck in here for” he checked his phone “another 2 hours til the janitor is going to come in here and take all the trash like I asked him to” 

“Why can’t we call someone?” you asked, your face ridden with worry.

“There is no cell service, I told Josh to put a tower in the gym in case this happens, but he didn’t” 

“Oh,” you sighed sitting on the floor, patting the spot next to you to sit down. He reluctantly did, both of your backs pressed against the wall. 

“What should we do with all this spare time?” you asked, looking at his chiseled face right next to you. The terrible lighting of the storage room didn’t do his features justice. 

“Why don’t we get to know each other better?” he asked “I mean you are new here” 

“Oh, well, I grew up in a small town. Not like this though, everyone here is filthy rich” 

“You can tell me about it, I overheard some mom talk about how she got her husband to pay for a 40k boob job just for finally cleaning her house. I feel like it benefited the husband more than her though” 

You laughed at his joke, “I’m 23, and I don’t know what else, there isn’t much interesting about me” 

“Well I think that is quite interesting,” he said, looking directly into your eyes. He didn’t know what came over him, but he took your face in his hands, cusping it and placing a kiss directly onto your lips. Before you could even react, he quickly tore off of you.

“Shit, I’m so sor” You kissed him back before he could even finish his apology. You didn’t know how long had passed, but you slowly climbed into his lap, lips still connected. 

You didn’t want to pull away from him, his pillow lips. He pulled you down, your clothed cunt rubbing against his already semi-hard erection causing you both to moan. “Am I going too fast, because we can stop?” he asked, removing his lips from yours. 

“No, please don’t stop Chan” you whimpered, rutting against his erection a bit harder and faster in pace than before. You were like two teenagers dry humping in the back of a truck “Fuck, you are going to be the death of me” 

He trailed his fingers under your shirt, slowly unclasping your bra as he brought his hand over your already-hardened nipple. You whimpered into his neck, as you slowly began to remove his shorts from underneath the two of you. 

He picked you both up, allowing his pants to fall down, placing you on the floor, and removing his sleeveless shirt. You looked up at him in awe as you began to remove your leggings that were hugging your legs, tossing them near his shorts. 

You moaned at the sight of his happy trail peeking outside of his boxers, as he lifted you up again, your back pressed against the wall. 

He ran a finger along your already-soaked panties, groaning at how wet you were. “Fuck baby, so wet for me, can’t wait til you can take my cock” 

He removed your panties, the cool air hitting your cunt. He placed a finger near your slit, running it back and forth before placing his finger in your mouth. 

“Suck on it like a good girl” 

You did as he said, sucking on the fingers that he placed in your mouth, moaning and the feeling of his heavy fingers on your tongue, tasting your essence on his finger. 

You sucked on them, looking at him with your doe eyes. “What a good girl, can’t wait for you to suck my cock next time” 

Your ears perked at him saying next time, you were glad this wasn’t a one time thing. 

He took his fingers out of your mouth, placing it on your clit, rubbing it. “Feel so good” you whispered into his ear. 

“Feels good baby? Wait until I put my fingers in you” 

He was still holding your body up with just his left arm, while the other one was running up and down your slit. 

He slowly inserted a finger into you, thrusting it in and out before adding a second. “Feels so good Daddy” you moaned around his fingers, causing him to go faster.

“Fuck, baby is already babbling on Daddy’s fingers? Wait until she takes Daddy’s cock” he moaned as he began to scissor his fingers in your cunt. 

“Baby’s pussy is so tight, don’t think she can even take my cock” 

“No, I can, I can take Daddy’s cock” you cried. His fingers felt amazing, but his cock felt huge underneath you, and you needed it inside of you.

You pawed at his boxers, releasing his cock from them. You were right, he was huge. His tip was an angry red, leaking beads of pre-cum. He was thick and long, bigger than average.

No wonder he was trying to prep you, you wouldn’t be able to take him without it.

“Baby’s such a needy whore for Daddy, can’t even wait” he took his fingers out of you, making you whimper at the loss. 

He placed them in his own mouth, tasting you on them “But fuck do you taste good”

He began to run his cock along your slit, causing you to moan, your walls already clenching around nothing. 

“Wait baby, I don’t have a condom, are you sure?”

“Please Daddy, need your cock  in me. I’m clean and on birth control”

“Fuck, my baby wants me to fuck her raw, want me to breed you, give you a kid of your own?” 

You just nodded, needing to feel him inside you. “Be good for Daddy and wrap your legs around me” 

You did as he asked as he pushed the tip inside your cunt. You were so tight and warm he let out a groan. It took him a while, but he had fully bottomed you out.  

“Fuck so good Daddy, you can fuck into me, please fuck me Daddy”

He began to thrust into you, lifting you a bit, your back feeling cool as he pounded you into the wall. The position you were in felt so good, he was hitting that spot inside of you and you didn’t know how long you were going to last.

“Fuck Daddy, so good, your cock is so good” 

“Yeah, you like Daddy’s cock in you, fucking into you til you are a babbling mess?” 

Your walls clenched around him when he said that. He brought a hand down to your clit, simultaneously playing with it as he pounded into you. 

“Fuck, cunt is squeezing me so good, it’s like you were made for me”

“Fuck Daddy, so good feels too good, gonna cum”

“Yeah, gonna be a good whore and cum around my cock, gonna milk me dry like the good slut you are?” He asked, pounding into you. 

That was all you needed to cum, your walls pulsing around him as he was close behind, one more thrust and he was filling you up your cunt milking him dry. 

“Fuck, that was”

“Amazing?” You asked, as his cock slipped out of you. His cum leaking from your cunt as you began to put your panties on and him his boxers. 

“Yeah, spectacular even” he laughed 

“Why don’t you let me take you on a date? After we get out of here, I have the perfect place” he grinned, kissing your lips again. 

“Yeah, I would like that, as long as the “perfect place” isn’t your bedroom” you giggled putting on your clothes before someone came and opened the storage room for the two of you. Maybe working at a new school wouldn’t be that bad. 

[starwalker03]

Man you're just collecting all the little tidbits for me aren't you? Hehehehehe. I've written this on my phone so apologies for errors (also this isn't canon but it is fun).

"I almost... Didn't recognise you."

Dick shifted back, hand dropping from a door and direction shifting towards the voice. A new figure set on the backdrop of endless steel and concrete hallways- Kaldur'ahm.

Dick didn't have time to think of how Kaldur had snuck up on him, nor did he have the chance to say anything he really wanted to. The fact he was in this building was a surmountable piece of luck, and he couldn't blow it by rubbing Black Manta the wrong way.

"the scars are new." is all he could think to say.

His face tingled a little under Kaldur's focus. But that was not all he could see.

The temperature control of the building must be significant, because the whole place was one even warm feeling. Possibly for Kaldur's benefit, to simulate a summer. Dick had to leave behind his jacket, the warmth making his neck sweat, and roll his sleeves up.

Kaldur could see scars. More scars than Dick usually allowed people to see.

"who... Who gave them to you?" Kaldur asked. He took a step closer, and Dick felt something sick in his gut as he really paid attention to him, soaking in the details.

The circles under his eyes, the slightness to his frame, the lack of warmth in his complexion, the anxiety in his eyes.

He'd been here too long. And he was going to have to stay longer, because Dick wasn't ready to get him out yet.

And that didn't touch on Kaldur's question. Dick remembered many years ago, that failed Light meeting, the mere seconds he'd seen everyone else before they'd been ushered away. Kaldur hadn't looked... Good. But he'd seen Dick and Slade standing side by side and the moment Dick had processed that he'd felt something die in him. The barest sliver of something so small he hadn't noticed its existence.

"doesn't matter. They're dead." Dick said, and hoped that would end it.

Kaldur looked him up and down, the quickest flick of his eyes, and asked, "you mean Deathstroke? You killed him?"

Dick really wished people would stop assuming that.

"no he died on a contract, a solo mission. About six months ago."

"oh." Kaldur said, a little surprised, "so what are you doing now?"

What was he doing here? He meant. Why was he skulking around Black Manta's fortress?

"I'm here for a job."

"a job?"

"a contract."

And something in Kaldur's eyes shut off. Closed.

"I see." Kaldur looked away, eyes scanning for something other than Dick to focus on. "well. Good luck."

"Kaldur-" he'd fucked up.

"someone is waiting for me. I shall see you, if there is a next time."

Dick really wished there wouldn't be.

“I almost didn’t recognize you.”

“The scars are new.”

“Who…who gave them to you?”

“Doesn’t matter. They’re dead.”

[vullardqueen]

SAM OSA MY BOY SAM OSA 🚗💯👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🍛🔸!!!!!!🎂!!!!!!

HEHEHEHEHE THANK YOU FOR ASKING I AM SO EXCTIED THIS MADE MY NIGHT

🚗 CAR — does your oc have a driver's license? can they drive/operate any automobiles/machinery besides cars?

Sam does have a driver's license! His wife Calamari had to teach him to drive because nobody ever taught him lahds;lgkhasdg he has a huge family, so they just have a big family van. He doesn't drive anything other than that tho!

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

Hmmmmm. 1. Sam manages Off The Hook, that's like, his full time job. I think most people that are my friends know that but it's just an interesting fact for anyone reading!! 2. Despite the previous fact, Sam's favorite muscial genre is classical! He LOVES classical music! This man goes to classical concerts for fun. 3. His full name is Samuel L. Osa but if you put Sam osa together it's literally....Samosa. obviously. i made his whole family at first entirely based off of food.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 FAMILY WITH MOTHER, FATHER, SON AND DAUGHTER — how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family?

Oh boy this is a loaded one. Sam's immediate birth family is John, Mimi, his and his siblings Olive, Brie and Vin. His parents were not good parents at all, and he left with his siblings from a pretty young age. He doesn't know his extended family on either mom or dad's side, but he considers his spouses' families as his own! His wife Calamari's family (Ban and Nan, Emperor, Prince, and Pearl) is pretty much his own. He also is married to a guy named Rino, and of course Marie (yes that marie) so Callie is pretty close to. He really is just happy and closest to his family. His spouses, his children, his siblings.

🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc's typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner?

Sam is REALLY scattered about eating. He didn't really always have food growing up, and so like....he is just as scattered as an adult about eating as he was when he was young. When he's at home, he tries to be home in time for dinner for whatever his husband cooked for dinner, but sometimes he works so late with Pearl and Marina that he has to grab something on the way home, if he eats at all. When he's on tour with Pearl and Marina Pearl always wants to eat at weird places, fancy places so he ends up going with them. I love this question

🔶 LARGE ORANGE DIAMOND — does your oc know cpr? do they have any other medical expertise?

Sam actually does know CPR! His wife Calamari has heart problems, and later on so does one of his sons so he's always ready. He doesn't have any other real medical expertise though :(

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs?

I don't know anything about the fancy stuff -- BUT. I do know his birthday is August 23rd :D

[charmercharm3r]

I saw you said you take requests and I just have not been able to get the thought of an agnsty smutty friends with benefits nightmare with seungmin 😣 I just feel like he could be so emotionally closed off it could be such a mess but I want it so bad 😩also I love you’re writing and feel free to ignore this if you’re busy or don’t feel inspired by it 🤎🤍🤎

eeeeeeee this was super fun hehehehehe. I hope you like it!!

Jealousy, Jealousy

KSM

Masterlist

wc: 2.4k

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, fwb!seungmin, afab!reader, angst!!, semi public/car sex, protected sex, marking, scratching, possessive seungmo, alcohol consumption but neither of them are drunk (consent is key!), heart been broke so many times befooore

When the alcohol starts to taste like water, you know that you should stop. You know, but you don’t, tolerance built too high at this point that it truly feels like you’re drinking just water. You also know that the neon lights can make anyone look decent enough to sleep with if you squint hard enough. But he looks good enough to fuck all the time, like all the time. It’s  fucking annoying.

Hair pushed back and sleek dress shirt made Seungmin’s frame look taller than usual, stronger and more pronounced shoulders shielded around your body and away from any onlookers– or moreso, your friends. He had pulled you onto the crowded dance floor to talk, of all things you could be doing instead. Seungmin stole the half empty drink from your hand and downed it to get your attention, which he had all of now.

“Stop being jealous. It’s not a good look on you,” he leaned down to speak into your ear, arm simultaneously draping around your waist and slowly swaying to the sound of the deep bass.

“Funny, I was thinking you could be a model in the desperation catalog,” you couldn’t help but mindlessly dance with him.

You recalled the reason he had you secluded away from your shared group of friends, Seungmin had seemed to be getting a bit too cozy with a girl at the bar which ended up making you just so happen to stumble into Minho’s lap. It was an accident, you’d reached for more alcohol and tripped into his arms just as Seungmin came back. You were going to get off of him immediately but he’d held onto you, keeping you sat and unable to move. The past hour you spent cuddling up to Minho, you also watched Seungmin from the corner of your eye. He didn’t seem to be remotely bothered until you got up to use the bathroom and he steered you off course.

“Your comebacks are getting better, pretty. You’ve been spending too much time with me.” His hand drifted further down, cupping your ass and tugging so you were chest to chest.

“Kinda have to speak to each other if I’m gonna start picking up on your lingo.”

“I’m speaking to you now, aren’t I?”

“By choice? Don’t make me laugh,” you snickered and pushed away from him, turning to walk away but he’d grabbed your hip and brought you back.

“C’mon, don’t be like that.” The sly smile on his face only looked sexier because it was for you. His smile was always for you, but hidden away from anyone that mattered. His argument, that what did it matter if anyone knew or didn’t? It didn’t change how he felt about you. That just leaves you with more questions and more overly acknowledged feelings, how does he feel about you? Something Seungmin always found a way not to answer. You didn’t expect to start having romantic feelings for him when you agreed to be fuck buddies, no way in hell was that on your bingo card. But here you are anyway, helplessly in love with the one guy who refused to be in any sort of relationship that required caring about anyone but himself. What made it even worse? He’d told you from the very beginning, months ago, that there were gonna be no feelings involved, from him or from you whether you liked it or not.

Seungmin pouted for a quick second before the neon lights shifted and casted a shadow across his face, blurring any remnants of something other than lust.

“Let’s get out of here,” he suggested, lips meeting the shell of your ear and nibbling gently.

“Actually, I told Minho I’d have a few more drinks with him. Can’t let him down,” you pushed him away softly, looking over Seungmin’s shoulder in search of the other man you’d known was out of sight. 

He’d let out a loud scoff, hand dropping to slap against his thigh. Raising an eyebrow, you quirked, “you’re right. Jealousy isn’t that sexy, afterall.” You reached up to tap his cheek mockingly, to which he’d caught your wrist and held on tightly. Seungmin dragged your body back in to smash against his. You could feel his erection against your stomach, clearly straining in his pants needing release.

“”M not jealous. I just don’t share my toys.”

“Who ever said I’m yours? I’m not the one crying for a wet pussy to stick my dick in. If anything, you’re mine with the way you’re begging.”

Anger spread across his face, watching his nose twitch at your blunt words. This was how you got him in your bed in the first place, Seungmin was a sucker for the back and forth shit talk, as were you apparently. Though, he usually caved rather easily once he was hard. Now, through the bright purple you could tell he was red in the face.

Check mate, “I’m gonna go find Minho.”

You pushed past him, taking your empty glass from his hand in the process. Just as you’d made it off the dancefloor and could see your group of friends and Minho, making eye contact and smiling at him, Seungmin emerged behind you and stole you away once more. You cursed at the roughness of which he manhandled you out of the club and tossed you over his shoulder to throw into the backseat of his car. Not without a fight, though your fist weakly slamming against his back may as well have been replaced by tufts of feathers seeing as he didn’t so much as flinch and deciding to give up.

Landing on your back, Seungmin lifted your legs to wrap around his waist and closed the door behind him, now leaning over your body. “What the fuck is your problem?” You shouted in his face.

“You don’t want Minho. You just want a reaction. Now look, I’m fucking reacting. Are you happy?” Seungmin kept you pinned down with his hands next to your head, crotches pressed together and the roughness of his jeans made it difficult not to move against. You could tell he felt it too, biting his lip in hesitation.

“No, I’m not happy.” The loud tone of your voice made Seungmin flinch back, not angry nor sad, simply helpless. For a second he ran through all the unprocessed panging emotions in his chest before shoving them back down, throbbing in his pants overriding his brain.

“How can I make you happy?” He called back even though the two of you were only inches from one another.

Neither of you said anything, both equally taken aback by his question, eyes searching for blatant answers he always chose to ignore. Then your body moved before your brain could say no, crashing your lips into his.

Your hands slipped under the back of his shirt and raked nails down his spine while Seungmin’s hips grinded against your clothed pussy, moans mixing in one another’s mouths. Tongues and spit made the kiss slippery, messy as he sat back on his hunches to undo his pants and lift your dress around your torso. There was only a brief moment where he paused once his pants and underwear were pulled down around his thighs and the kiss turned soft. His hand came up to cup your cheek and melted against you, pressing closed-lipped smooches to distract from him pulling your underwear to the side.

The moan you let out when his fingers slid through your folds made him chuckle into your mouth and lose the sweetness of the kiss. As soon as you had a taste, Seungmin made sure to remind you of what you were here for, what he was here for.

He collected your arousal and used it to circle your clit smoothly, making you yelp in surprise when his head fell down to bite roughly into your neck, sure to leave a mark. That was something he never did, Seungmin was sure to never leave any evidence of your agreement. But now he was moving with intention, purposely placing deepening bruises in the most obvious area while you rubbed your bundle of nerves against his hand.

“Stop being a fucking tease,” you murmured and reached between your bodies for his cock, hot and leaking.

“This not making you happy? People will know you’re mine,” Seungmin grumbled back, continuing his assault to your skin with his teeth and letting you stroke him.

“No. You know what will.”

Seungmin incoherently mumbled into you once more before finding your lips again, blindly reaching for his wallet for a condom and swatting your hand away to roll it on. You were about to complain about his rudeness when the blunt head was pressing against your entrance and slowly sinking in, mind falling blank. The car windows were foggy as he bottomed out and bent your knees to your chest, readjusting by pulling your ass further out from under you so you were folded in half. He slid that much deeper and nudged your soft spot, whimpering without filter as your eyes screwed closed.

“Haven’t even done anything yet, pretty,” Seungmin mocked you, smiling to himself and testingly pulling out just to plunge back into you. Lewd sounds filled the car even more, wetness coating his cock with every short, sturdy thrust. His hands were keeping him up on either side of your head. Just to have something to grab onto, you reached up and held onto his wrists, nails digging into his skin.

The longer his movements stayed minimal, the louder you became. Seungmin kept his eyes trained on your face, watching every change in expression. Until you opened your eyes and found him staring, then he closed his and head fell back. The way he avoided it made your cunt clench, doing so on purpose. His pull out, tighten. Push in, relax with him.

“Fuck– doesn’t even feel like I’m pulling out.”

Seungmin shuffled around again, stealing back his hands but replacing your grip onto his biceps so he could push your knees harder against your chest. His thrusts picked up into a full pounding, skin on skin bouncing around the vehicle and for sure making the car shake. You clawed up and down his arms, leaving darkening red streaks along his pale skin. In a way, you were marking him the same way he did to you and it made you proud.

Unholy noises were falling from both your mouths, even more when you let go of his arm to rub at your clit again. The action made him pause and flick your hand away the way he did earlier, replacing your touch with his. You kept your unbound knee to your chest and let him work you up further, dizzy at how well he knew your body.

“Still think Minho could fuck you this good? Still wanna play stupid games you can’t win, pretty?” You whined and whimpered without a straight answer, but that was telling enough. “Didn’t think so. You belong to me. I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”

You were covered in sweat, body overheating, and on the verge of your orgasm when Seungmin leaned over to bury his head in your neck to leave even more marks. He rubbed harder, faster, just the way you liked and combined with the pain of his teeth breaking your skin, your vision went white with ecstasy. He didn’t slow down, didn’t stop even as your high subsided and used you to chase his own. You pulled him from his hiding place by the back of his hair and stared into his eyes, only whispering, “cum,” and he did. You milked him through his orgasm with hard, steady pulses of your walls until the condom was full.

Seungmin didn’t move, exhausted and shocked that he could come on command. You were surprised as well at how he responded, but chose not to say anything about it as not to scare him away. That was the last thing you wanted.

He pulled out once he started to grow flaccid, pecking your lips a few times and tying off the condom. You don’t know what he did with it, only focusing on adjusting your panties and thinking about what you were going to say to your friends when you met up with them again.

That was your plan, give him an acknowledging smile and go back inside to try and forget about his stupid smile and stupidly good cock that gives you stupidly good orgasms because you were just a hole and he was just a dick to ride.

At least, that’s what you told yourself.

Seungmin helped pull your dress down and stuffed himself into his pants before opening the door to back out of the car. As you clambered out, he held his hand out for you to take. You raised an eyebrow at him. “I’ll take you home,” he closed the door as you stood up straight just to back you against the side of the car.

His face centimeters from yours, hands on your waist and smirking down at the evidence of his presence on your skin. The marks were full bruises now, entirely too noticeable to even consider going back inside without an interrogation. You snuck a peak at his arms to find them covered with a jacket, no telling of you on him. Your face visibly fell, quickly noted by him and making up for it with a chaste kiss. He didn’t let you escape, nowhere to go between him in front and the cold metal of the car at your back.

It was getting harder to be upset the longer his lips lingered on yours, he was letting you card your fingers through his hair and keep his body against yours by the loops of his pants, all in public where anyone could see. You wished someone would. That is, until his hips pressed against your stomach once more and felt his dick solid again. You sighed into his mouth, hearing him chuckle as he pulled away. “C’mon, pretty. Let me take you home,” he asked again.

“Why should I?” You challenged, not entirely ready to let go of him.

Leaning in to your ear, whispering even though no one was around, “I’ll fuck you so good you, you won’t know how to do anything but cum.”

The thought was tempting. So tempting that you giggled and nodded, letting him kiss you one more time, saccharine and gentle. He opened the passenger door for you, closing it and running around to the driver seat. Seungmin started the car and began the drive to your place, his hand on your thigh and climbing higher.

Content, warm, giggling about the condensation rolling down the windows, so blissfully blind, you asked the million dollar question. “Will you stay the night?”

His hand retreated, “you already know the answer.”

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tags: @sensitiveandhungry @babebatter @aliferousminho @changbinluvr @epiphanynaffit @fawnpeaks @linovely @dumplinbokkieracha @finnydraws @naturules @djeniryuu @hamburgers101 @skzhomiehopper @yesv01 @hyunjinsamdl

[butterfluffy]

“bitter end”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· tired of all the fights in this unhappy marriage of yours with your husband, you finally had enough, now having the courage to take your wedding ring off, putting a bitter end to your relationship.

⠀⠀➧ angst, pure angst | kid, law, zoro x f!wife!reader | multi-character oneshot/scenario

⠀⠀➧ warnings — swearing, arguing, slight violence, break-up (separation/divorce, really) and angstttt...! mistakes may be present too.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice! but i do take requests here and there, though it'll take me some time to finish 'em..!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: mhhhmmm, good smell, angst. 🥰 i originally wanted this to be hcs but nah, this is much more painful~ alt title; taking your ring off after a fight.

ps. i can, and i will make a part 2, one day, but not today, hehehehehe. 👻

like this? then check this out for more pain~! :)

EUSTASS KID

“yo, i'm home..” eustass kid, your husband announced, arriving home at 3AM after spending his night partying with his friends, getting drunk and having fun—living a teenage life despite having a wife, which is you.

“wow, welcome back. seems like you're done enjoying your life to the fullest.” you said monotonously with an eye roll, sitting on the couch with crossed legs as kid snickered, wobbling to you with a stupid smile on his face.

“yeah, 'twas a fun night, such a shame that i gotta go home bacause your were bombarding my phone with calls and messages.” he says with a scoff, catching you off guard, head snapping to him immediately. “excuse you?”

“‘such a shame’? kid, what the fuck? do you not know that you're a married man—!?” “so what if i'm married!!? am i not allowed to have fun, hah!?” kid grumbles, cutting you off, frowning as he spoke. while you, on the other hand, gasped by his words. not being able to believe that your husband had said such response.

“kid, i'm saying that you aren't supposed to be always living a teenage life when you have a wife!” you defend, getting agitated. “it frustrates me that you arrive late and drunk, worse, i experience this shit of yours almost every day!”

“well why can't you just let me be!? you nosy assed woman!” shouts the male, pushing you aside before he stomped to the kitchen, getting himself water as you stood frozen in place for a few moments—soon following him with a teary, frowning look on your face.

“eustass kid.” you called, catching the annoyed tulip-haired man's attention. “i want to remind you that i am your wife. your wife who longs for you—but it seems like you don't feel the same, huh?”

raising his non-existent brows, kid then puts a ‘hah?’ expression on his face, looking at you before speaking up. “what the hell are ya fuckin' talkin' about?”

“you don't even treat me like i'm your wife, kid. and—and it raises a question in me; why? why did you even marry me? did you do so just for fun? but, you know, i—i don't think i can keep up anymore. let's.. end this. go ahead and live a teenage life as you wish, without me, your nosy assed wife.” you sighed out, taking your ring off and returning it to the now stunned kid who seemed to immediately sobered up, holding you by your wrist to prevent you from going anywhere further from him.

“fuck, no, you're not—we're—we're not ending anything, no, no. i'm not letting you go—i'm—i messed up, i know, so i'm sorry. don't.. d-don't give an end to us that quickly... please.” kid begs with a stammer, voice turning small as his chest heaved up and down, panting as he held his tears back knowing that you are serious with your words. “...sorry too. but i really can't anymore. so please, let's just put this to end, let's end this relationship of ours.”

TRAFALGAR LAW

“again. he's home late, again, and forgotten our anniversary, again.” you whispered to yourself, biting your lower lip in anger as you stood in front of the door of your shared home with your husband, trafalgar law who seemed to just arrived after you've waited for him for hours on your anniversary.

“trafalgar d. water law, you're home late, again.” you growled with a big frown on your face, arms crossed as you called your husband by his full name, only to be silently cursed by the raven-haired male.

“fucking hell... not now, y/n-ya. don't start a fight now. i'm tired, i want to sleep.” passing you, law headed upstairs to your room while you grit your teeth in anger, following him up with loud shouting, and stomping.

“law, i can't—i can't fucking believe you..!” storming in the room and swinging the door open to reveal your husband who you saw sitting up, preparing to sleep, rolling his eyes at you, looking at you in disdain.

“i told you, i have no time for this, y/n-ya. i don't wanna fight, i wanna rest.” he repeats, scratching his head in annoyance—while you, on the other hand stood like a stone by the door, a heavy sigh leaving your lips, and soon later, tears streamed down your face.

“what the—what drama is this now? i just arrived late because of work, it's not a big deal for you, since you're used to this right? so stop that crying and just sleep or something.” clicking his tongue, law then went ahead and laid himself down the bed to rest, brows still stitched to a frown.

“yeah, it's not a big deal, for you,” you said with a swallow, fist clenched tightly before continuing, “it's not a big deal that you're making your wife wait for you for hours every single day for your arrival, and today, which is our goddamn anniversary that is not a big fucking deal at all, yeah?” you croaked, wiping your tears away—your words striking a realization to law. shit.

“unhappy anniversary to you, law. don't worry, this will be the last time i'll be waisting my time waiting for someone who thinks that i'm not a big deal. now, good bye, law. enjoy yourself all alone on our anniversary.” you greeted, swallowing back your sobs as you took your ring off, causing law to shakily stand up, stumbling to you the instant he had grasped what you're implying.

“no, no, no, y/n-ya, honey—shit, i'm—i'm sorry, so please, don't do this. i love you, fuck. i'll do better, i'll change, please, please.” letting a string of pleads leave his mouth pathetically, law held you tight, taking the ring and trying to put it back to your finger as you shook yourself away from him.

“NO! this is the fucking end of us. you told me that you're tired, right? well i'm tired too, so fucking tired of keeping up with you, and keeping this marriage alive myself! i've been hurt so much, and i can't do this anymore, so let me go, trafalgar.”

RORONOA ZORO

slamming the door close after spending your day waiting for your husband, zoro, who never showed up for your date, you let a loud screech. tossing away your bag then stomping to the kitchen—greeted by the moss head who was drinking sake.

“oh my fucking god, zoro! where the hell were you!?” you exclaimed furiously, snatching the bottle of sake from your husband, pouring it down the sink before throwing it away, anger filling you up.

“what the hell's wrong with you..? i was drinking that, you know? and before you get mad, i was here, the whole entire day, you crazy bitch.” zoro grumbles, slumping himself against the wall as you gasped, totally out of words.

this is.. annoying, frustrating—rage, and sadness is eating you up as you stared at the moss head who was frowning, same as you who clicked your tongue.

“you're—this—this is absurd, zoro. i cannot with this! first, you refuse to spend your dearest time with me, your so-called wife. second, you missed our date that i arranged today, completely forgetting it. and third, you call me crazy bitch for wanting to be with you!”

“do you really love me or no!? because i don't think that you do, and it's painfully obvious!” you stated, tears streaming down your reddened cheeks as zoro looked down to the floor, seeming guilty.

“..i do, i.. i love you.” zoro mutters, avoiding your eyes while you frowned by his words. “do you, now? i don't sense any sincerity with what you had said.”

“i am not happy by this, zoro. i don't enjoy this unhappy marriage of ours anymore.” pulling your ring out of your finger, you sniffled, stopping your tears as you looked at zoro, his mouth agape.

“so please, let's just give this an end, okay?” you mumbled, extending your hand that held your wedding ring to zoro who's lips quivered, tugging downwards, shaking his head.

“no... no, i.. i don't want to. i—no. let's fix this, please.” “..i don't think we can do that anymore, zoro.” trying to return the ring to you as he turned your plea down, zoro's world spun as be thought of his life without you..

© butterfluffy 2022

[phonyroni]

MORE ASKS FROM ANON! I want to keep all these big ones together, so I deleted the ask and answered the questions under the cut! 😁

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Ori likes texts over calls but would he be open to video calls where they could sign to each other or would he not want to be on camera?: He'd be fine with video calls with signing! That also requires MC to be good at signing but he's not expecting that from them lol

If mc liked talking rather than texting would he listen to their voice messages?: Oh yeah, he'd listen! Why wouldn't he? Just because he can't send any back, he'd be happy to communicate any way you wanted.

Would he listen to them if he was feeling lonely or missing mc?: .....ow. That image hurt my heart a little. But generally I don't think so. I think he'd prefer mementos over voicemails. Like MC gave him a piece of jewelry? He'd wear it when he misses them. They gave him a stuffed animal? He'd hug it to think about them!

Would he be open to meeting mcs friend from the concert if mc and ori had been friends for a while?: Mmmmm... Maybe. He'd be cautious because like OF COURSE he would. You'd have to tell them ahead of time and let him mentally prepare for ANOTHER person to add to his trusted people list.

How protective is ori with people he cares about?: Very protective. Not in a yandere way (sorry to all my yanlovers out there) but in a worrier way. He wants everyone he loves to be happy and safe ❤️ 

Does he ever get jealous?: Oh, of course! He hasn't had anyone recently to even BE jealous over, but he'd get sad if MC was neglecting him. He'd start to think he deserved it and that he's not good enough...

If he was at the romantic feelings stage with mc would he get jealous seeing them with another person who also likes them?: .............yeeeesss.... He'd trust MC to not hurt him, but he's got a soft little heart that MC carved a hole into.

If hurt can he heal quickly?: Yep! Actually, it's less that he heals QUICKLY, but he heals from everything eventually. Nothing can be fatal, which is... A curse and a blessing.

Is he a sock and sandals kind of guy?: 😨   ...I would simply not let him.

Does the necklace he wear mean anything or does he just like it?: He just likes it! He doesn't have a head to customize, so he uses jewelry, tattoos, and fun outfits!

Can he play any other instruments?: Just drums in terms of instruments, but he has other hobbies! Something he likes is poetry, which is totally different.

Does he know how to help someone if they're having an anxiety attack or a meltdown?: He knows in THEORY, but he freaks out in practice. Remember when MC panicked? He did too. He's just as frazzled, but he'll never abandon you to your own devices!

R neck kisses equivalent to cheek kisses? Or r they still neck kisses?: They're still just neck kisses, which is sad because cheek kisses are cute. You can kiss his hands though! That's equally as cute!

There was that cute scene where he was flexing, and mc saw no muscles because of his hoodie. Does that mean he goes to a gym to work out?: Hehehehehe... Ye. He got muscles :3

If mc fell off a ladder would he beable to catch them?: If he was close by, yeah! It might be harder for him to tell with his weird sight stuff, but he could carry MC's weight! That is also under the assumption that everyone is the same weight, which everyone is not... So let's say he could carry most weights. 

Can the smoke turn other colors if he's feeling other emotions?: Just pinkish from adjusted blood flow. If he goes pale from fear or shock, it probably gets more see through.

Would he let mc take him shopping?: Absolutely! He actually loves shopping, so he'd be so excited to do it with MC!

R there other magical beings in the world?: ...........you a cop? 👀 

And lastly... Wat is YOUR favorite kind of donut?: Lol actually I wasn't getting a donut for myself, but for my sister! I'm allergic to gluten, so I just got a refresher 😎

If someone were to "make eye contact" with ori, would they need to look at the smoke? Or is guess the manequin eyes if he has the head on?

Wat was his impression of mc after they left the bathroom?

Can he see wat mc looks like? I think it was said in the game that he can see them and whatever he looking at will get clearer the closer it is.. but like is it a u can see his face he cant really see urs either type thing?

Can he smell?

Wat does he smell like?

Does he like animals?

Wat was his first impression of mc?

Wats his dynamic with his roommates like? R they friends?

Wats his sexuality?

If he hung out with mc again, where would he be comfortable going?

Does he want a romantic partner or just friends?

If someone said they liked him romanticly, would he believe it?

If someone gave him a forehead, kiss on his weird lil manequin head would he feel it?

Does he wash that thing?

The head has no eyes if I'm remembering correctly but I keep imagining really poorly painted on eyes and it makes me laugh. Like I keep thinking of them having a serious convo and mc being like.. ok I cant take u seriously with those kindergarten crayon eyes. please take the head off so we can talk face to smoke.

Is he the type to confess first?

His thoughts on video games?

Thoughts on hand holding?

Thoughts on cuddling?

Would he let mc paint his nails?

Who gave him the tattoos?

Apologies if this is alot. Ive been thinking about him since I've played the game and my mind is everywhere lol

Me sitting in the Dunkin Donuts drive thru and checking my phone:

Okay but in all seriousness, I fucking love the enthusiasm! I was laughing to my sister with excitement. I've finally given someone the same brainrot I have for my characters! I'll try to answer as much as I can under the cut...

Eye contact?: I don't think eye contact is really possible with him 😞 His vision isn't an exact thing, but he doesn't mind if you look at the fake head or at the smoke or at his neck... He DOES notice if your eyes stray though

His impression of mc?: Pleasant shock and also like... Denial. He's in disbelief that everything went well! You didn't try to kill him?? You're fine with it???? You want to see him AGAIN??? He kinda stared at the wall for a bit to come to his senses again.

Can he see mc?: He... Kinda can? Imagine looking at your friend swimming under water. They're all fuzzy and distorted, but you know it's them. Or looking through a fogged up window or blurring your eyes.

Can he smell?: ...no. He's really sad about that one because he misses smelling good street food at markets.

Wat does he smell like?: Never thought about it! I imagine his roommates help him smell nice because he has no frame of reference, but he borrows his roommate's raspberry and rose perfume.

Does he like animals?: YES! He loves cats most because of how soft they are :)

Wat was his first impression of mc?: First impression was fear lol. You show up and confront him and he's like "oh fuck I'm about to get my shit rocked because I stole from the WRONG person", then it gets better and he's happy he met you.

His dynamic with his roommates?: Super friendly! If I continue with the story, you'll definitely get to meet them :D

Wats his sexuality?: He's questioning. He never really took the time to think about it because he didn't think it mattered for someone like him 😔

Where would he be comfortable going?: Somewhere quieter and more reserved. I'm brainstorming where to send Mc and Ori for any continuation!

Does he want a romantic partner or just friends?: As of right now in the story, he'd be lucky if you considered him a friend! As you keep going thoooooo...

If someone said they liked him romanticly, would he believe it?: Right now? Hell no. He's all denial like the god damn river in Egypt.

If someone gave him a forehead kiss would he feel it?: No, but he'd appreciate the sentiment! He'd feel it emotionally.

Does he wash that thing?: Not the mannequin head, but he buys a new one if it gets damaged and repaints it to somewhat match his skin color.

The head has no eyes if I'm remembering correctly but I keep imagining really poorly painted on eyes and it makes me laugh. Like I keep thinking of them having a serious convo and mc being like.. ok I cant take u seriously with those kindergarten crayon eyes. please take the head off so we can talk face to smoke.: I DIED OMFG! Love it, I'm laughing too much to come up with a proper response. Soo... I imagine if he trusts you, he won't feel the need to have the head at all. He DOESN'T want it interfering with a serious conversation, but he'll attach googly eyes or something to make you laugh :)

Is he the type to confess first?: .................not telling 😚

His thoughts on video games?: He can't really see them since his vision is already pretty hit or miss. He'd like hearing about lore from the universe than any gameplay.

Thoughts on hand holding?: YES!

Thoughts on cuddling?: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

Would he let mc paint his nails?: ONLY if they let him paint theirs too! Paint night!

WE DID IT! ALL ANSWERED! Seeing so much love for Ori makes me so happy and I'm glad people liked him! It was such a quick demo I didn't have time to make him as loveable as I wish I could, but hopefully that'll change!

Who gave him the tattoos?: Another OC of mine, but she had no idea he was headless. He told her he had a disfigured face and was wearing a face mask. She didn't want to be rude and he gave her a big tip!