#wooooow this was fun fun fun to write

[dykeleosteus]

do you ever get so mad you have to put yourself to bed like a toddler

[ranhaitanisgf]

HANAAA!!!!!!!! Congrats on 2k <33 I'M SO PROUD OF YOU For this eventt, may I request Enemies to lovers, the scene being seven minutes in heaven with BAJI!!! There's no specific scene I want SO HAVE FUN WRITING AND AGAIN CONGRATS ON 2K ILY <333333

— baji keisuke // enemies to lovers // seven minutes in heaven

[𖤐] first post of being back!! the first person i talked to after i got back on was sin, so i made sure to type up ur req first 😭 i will get through all of them trust!! baji might be a little ooc since i'm very rusty, but hopefully you all still enjoy!

wc: 2.3k+

masterlist || 2k masterlist

as soon as you walked into mikey’s house and saw a very familiar face, you could feel your eyebrow twitching as you turned to your side, the bubbling anger you were feeling seemingly leaking into the air. chifuyu, who was standing beside you, chuckled nervously as you gave him a piercing look. 

“chifuyu…what the hell kinda sick joke is this?! you told me that-” 

“wow, i think i see takemitchy over there! i think he’s looking for me! i should go and see what he wants!” before you could grab onto him and force an explanation out of him, he had deftly avoided you and walked straight into the small party, slipping through the crowd and disappearing. 

you sighed, scratching the nape of your neck for no particular reason as you tried to figure out what your next move was. you could just leave the party and pretend you never came, which at first thought seemed like the best idea. but after thinking about it for more than two seconds, you decided that you definitely didn’t want to give that sort of satisfaction to him, since it would most certainly make its way back to him that you had shown up at some point. 

and so, even though you could see baji keisuke laughing annoyingly loud in the distance, you decided to walk in anyways. 

i mean really, were you going to let some immature and stubborn prick keep you from having a good time? absolutely not. 

mingling with the rest of your friends had proved to make the choice worth it, especially since you had some absolutely priceless polaroid photos of mikey hanging from draken’s braid, (it would always prove a mystery how that managed to even happen in the first place). you’d decided to forgive chifuyu without much repercussion for him aside from a punch in the arm, which he took gracefully. 

you were sipping a mystery fruit punch when he took a break from dancing, leaning on the wall next to you. your eyes flicked over to him before you rolled your eyes in faux annoyance. 

“still can’t believe you betrayed me like that matsuno. in your heart, you truly are a traitor.” the corners of lips turned down into a frown, shaking your head at him as you looked away. you couldn’t see him, but you could almost picture his eyes rolling. 

“y’know, you and baji-san really need to get over whatever thing you guys are hung up on. i didn’t tell you he would be here for your own good, just so you know.” you snorted at the response.

“wooooow, yeah, definitely for my own good…even though i literally hate his guts-” 

“is this little twerp botherin’ ya chifuyu?” a deep voice suddenly interrupted. 

oh dear god. 

you immediately shot a look of disgust to baji, who had made his way over to the two of you. there was a taunting smirk on his face as he stared you down. you feigned throwing up at the sight of him, which only made him chuckle a bit as he lowered his face to your level, that same smirk still spread across his lips. 

very luscious lips…..

“is getting to my height supposed to intimidate me orr…?” you questioned, raising a brow as you took another sip of fruit punch, seemingly unbothered by his presence, (you were very much bothered to even be seeing his face). 

“nah, i just think you got somethin’ in your teeth, (l/n).” he chuckled. your eyes immediately widened as you held a hand up to your mouth, running your tongue over your teeth to feel for any sort of debris. baji leaned back, the same damn infuriating smirk stuck on his face as he said something to chifuyu. you didn’t catch it though; you were too busy trying to see if there really was something in your teeth.

“everyone get over here, we’re gonna play seven minutes in heaven!” you suddenly heard mikey shout, (was his voice slurring or were you crazy?). you looked over at chifuyu, raising a brow at him. he merely shrugged at you, walking over to where everyone else was beginning to sit in a circle. 

you joined him, sitting to his side as you looked around, wondering how this was going to work with 90% of the circle being, well…dudes. draken sat next to you, muttering the same wonderance under his breath, making you snort a bit. 

before you could comment on it, chifuyu leaned over to you, an amused yet sheepish look on his face. “by the way, you don’t actually have anything in your teeth…” 

“what!?” you whisper-yelled. a rambunctious laugh came from baji, who was sitting on chifuyu’s other side, laughing quite animatedly at your expense. 

this is exactly why i don’t like that fool. 

“you stupid asshole!! i swear to god, you never get less infuriating, do you!?” 

“it ain’t my fault if you don’t have a sense of humor, (l/n)!” baji snickered. “you shoulda seen the look on your face!” you glared at him, and you might have even swung at him, (it wouldn’t have been the first time) if it wasn’t for mikey stumbling into the middle of the circle, placing an empty soda bottle on the ground. 

“i think you all know the rules, and if you don’t, then i guess too bad! we’re gonna start nowww, so make sure you guys get ready to pucker up~!” multiple groans were heard from everyone at mikey’s cheeky remark, along with urges for him to just get on with it and spin the bottle. 

“oh, before we start, (y/n)-chan! can you take my spot over there instead? i wanna sit next to draken!” mikey whined. 

he really reminded you of a toddler at times like these. 

“yeah, yeah, sure.” you muttered, hauling yourself up and moving over across the circle. 

“yayyyy thank you!” 

as you sat down again, you began to think that there was something…alcoholic in the fruit punch. your head felt quite a bit fuzzy, and when you were walking it was a little bit harder to place your feet where you wanted them to go. you’d probably be fine though, no sweat. 

yeahhhh, it’s fine. 

“psst, (y/n), you’re up!” sitting to your right was mitsuya, who had nudged you a little bit to get your attention. there was a bit of an amused smile on his face, making you question what had happened in the moment you’d spaced out. 

“huh?” 

“you and baji got chosen by the bottle.” 

“oh alright i guess…” you mumbled, smacking your cheeks to wake up a little bit. it took a moment after that to register what mitsuya had said. “wait, what!?” you yelled, shooting up. you stumbled a bit as you stood up, but you didn’t even care about that at the moment. your eyes locked onto baji, who was already standing. his aura radiated annoyance; he wasn’t even looking at you. 

“whatever, let’s just get this over with already.” he muttered. your mouth opened and closed, trying to form a sentence. 

this is totally a setup! 

you didn’t get a chance to do anything else before someone shoved you out of the circle and in the direction of the closet. 

“wait- why do i have to-!” a final shove secured you into the closet, making you almost trip over your own feet as you tried to get a sense of balance back. there wasn’t even a second to prepare yourself before someone was shoved on top of you, making the both of you topple over and hit the wall. your head slammed against it particularly hard, making your vision go blurry for a moment as you looked to the door. 

“goddamnit, chifuyu…” you mumbled. you furrowed your brows as you felt a dull pulsing pain in your head, likely stemming from the fall and also whatever alcohol that was probably put in the punch bowl. 

oh great. this is just great. 

you tried to squirm out from under baji, who had unceremoniously been tossed on top of you. it was to no avail though; you had neither the energy nor the strength to do that. 

“you mind getting up off me…? you’re heavy as hell.” 

“yeah yeah, i’m goin’. jesus, why are they so serious about this weird shit…” baji lifted himself off of you, and as your eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, you could see him holding out his hands to find a wall to lean on. he didn’t have to try very hard; the closet was so small that his hands could touch both walls. 

you went to lift yourself, but the dull pain in your head turned into a pounding, making you shift into a sitting position instead. a groan slipped through your lips as you closed your eyes, your fingers going to massage your temples in a futile attempt to soothe the pain. 

“y’alright there?” 

“my head hurts like a bitch, but other than that. yeah.” silence swept over the two of you after your rather curt response, leaving the atmosphere a bit tense. you felt a bit awkward about the situation; you were basically mortal enemies, so what were either of you supposed to say? 

you just hoped he couldn’t hear your heart beating a little faster than normal. 

okay, so, maybe you didn’t completely hate him, but in your defense, it was completely warranted. i mean, even as an elementary schooler, who just goes around telling everyone in the grade that you had a crush on him?! oh, that’s right, him. sure, maybe it was an immature reason to go through all of this, but you were not one to let a grudge go easily, even if that grudge is all the way from elementary school. 

the two of you sat in silence for a little while longer before he finally spoke. 

“so how long you gonna keep this little act up?” 

“excuse me?” you scoffed. “what in the world are you even talking about-”

“oh come on (y/n), you can’t seriously think that we’re actually ‘enemies’ or whatever you go around to tellin’ people.” his casual use of your first name made your heart skip a beat, but you ignored it. 

“i’m not that shallow that i would just go around saying things that i don’t mean, for your information. you might not have known then, but that betrayal of trust is not something that i just go around forgiving so easily, especially since you’re so infuriating now.” baji barked out a sharp laugh at your response, sending a surge of annoyance through you. 

he leaned down towards you, shortening the distance between the two of you significantly. even though he probably couldn’t see you, you still quirked a brow, wondering what he was up to. you could faintly see a smirk on his face as he rested his head on his hand, his eyes dark eyes staring at you. 

it almost felt like his eyes were staring right at your soul, making a small shiver go down your spine. 

“heh, you’re a lot more stubborn than i ever gave you credit for, (y/n). i didn’t seriously think that you were still hung up on that.” 

“still hung up on that?? what in the world else would i even be-” 

“do you wanna know why i did that?” 

“...what?” the smirk on his face turned into a softer smile playing on his lips, although his eyes still showed a glint of playfulness. 

“you heard me. do you wanna know?” 

“sure, why not.” 

it’s like you could really have any reason to warrant doing something like that anyways. 

“it’s cause i liked you, stupid.” 

it’s probably the last words you ever expected him to say. 

what…

you just stared at him, mouth open, no words forming to even try and respond to him. 

“you’re seriously that surprised? man, i thought chifuyu was jokin’...” baji’s head dropped down as he let out a loud sigh, his fingers weaving through his hair. 

“...i mean…what the hell was i supposed to think baji…” you managed to get out, looking to the side out of pure embarrassment. now that you knew, you just felt silly and stupid, shame flooding through you. of course; he was an elementary school boy, so of course he would go and brag about it to everyone. 

“i guess i sent some mixed signals there; sorry (y/n). do you accept though?” 

“accept what?” baji scoffed at you and rolled his eyes playfully, leaning forward to flick your forehead. 

“ow!” 

“my feelings, duh. do i have to spell everything out for you?” he looked at you expectantly, patiently waiting for an answer, (which was very unlike him). 

“i-uh, well-”

“time’s up, lovebirds!” a knock from the door interrupted you, and there was only a moment before the door was opened, flooding the small closet with light. you squinted your eyes, the light seeming too bright after being in darkness for a while. 

“so, did you guys get over your feud yet, or are you guys still enemies?” chifuyu asked, a somewhat knowing look on his face as he looked at baji kneeling in front of you. the boy in front of you merely stood up, grinning while he helped you up. 

“i guess we’ll have to see.” his fingers slid between yours, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the closet, past chifuyu, past the party and outside. 

the cool air of the night hit your face as the two of you walked, sobering you up a little bit and making you realize that baji was still holding your hand. you tried to free it from his gasp, but he held a firm grip, finally slowing down and stopping to face you. a boyish smile was on his face, making your cheeks heat up as he held steady eye contact that you couldn’t look away from. 

“so, what’ll it be, (y/n)?”

[ilidaeandquill]

All Is Fair in Death and War - Theme Analysis/Notes

"Heal What Your Grief Has Tainted"

"Wooooow you added a thematic purpose to a fanfiction? That's so cringe." Look. My dog died. If I want to cope with that by getting way too emotionally invested in fanfiction, then that's exactly what I'm going to fucking do.

Hello! My name is Ilidae, and I am the author of All Is Fair in Death and War, a CotL fanfiction centered around the Unholy Alliance update.

Throughout the weeks, I'm going to create some posts with analysis/notes of each character, primarily for organization, but also to ensure each character relates to the story's purpose.

And what better way to start this little series of posts by talking about the story’s theme, which, to no one’s surprise, revolves around grief and love.

And obviously this goes without saying but you don’t need to add a theme to fanfiction, you can totally just write fanfics for fun. I’m just doing it because I enjoy it and need another way to cope with the whole dead dog thing.

So without further ado, here are my rambles about the theme of AIFiDaW!

Did you know a theme isn't supposed to be a statement, rather, a question you ask the reader at the beginning of the story and the answer they should learn at the end? I didn't know that, but since thinking about theme that way, it's been 10x easier to incorporate. I'm not trying to shove a message down your throat: I'm simply stating a question, guiding you through a multitude of answers, to eventually land at the one I want you to learn.

Thematic Question: "Is love worth the grief it causes?"

The answer is yes but FUCK IT HURTS.

Cult of the Lamb is a unique story in that every character is some form of evil, potentially for an original good reason, and has suffered greatly for it (a few characters are exempt from this but we'll get to them). But I want to focus on the possibility that their intentions were pure, that deep down, they wished to love. Perhaps Shamura truly did just want to help their brother feel equal. Perhaps Kallamar thought ignoring Narinder's growing power would mean ignoring conflict with his family. Perhaps Heket wished to cling to the happiness she shared with her monstrous family. Perhaps Leshy got the youngest sibling treatment through and through, and was excluded/protected/didn't care about harmful plans. Perhaps Narinder had a fondness for mortals, or just a desire for attention/fame/love/equality/fill in another answer here because it could probably work.

And on the opposite side - perhaps the Lamb/Goat are not as pure as they seem to be. They have no issue slaughtering heretics, after all - heretics who are shown to have families, friends, lives of their own. Perhaps they lash out against the lack of love (dead families/races).

And perhaps, none of this would have happened if they accepted the grief of death and continued on. Perhaps it's not too late.

Or perhaps they're all just empty shells of evil and I'm ranting. But if there is slightly more depth (specifically connected to their grief, or rather, their desire to avoid/fight against grief) than just 'mwah-hah-hah evil animal crossing,' I will use every ounce of it I get.

For this reason, each character represents an aspect of grief: either denial, anger, bargaining, or depression. In order to push the message of the story, they must go against their initial reaction to grief and reach acceptance.

To counter this, purely 'good' characters, aka characters who never rejected grief (Forneus, Aym, Baal, some others that I'll think of eventually), will represent their desired acceptance.

Layout of Character Notes:

Primary Motivation: The character's primary motivation. This should incentivize most, if not all, of their vital actions in the story. Character Traits: A few traits that result in both positive and negative outcomes for the character.

Theme Songs (Lyrical): Lyrical songs that fit the character. Theme Songs (Instrumental): Instrumental songs for writing purposes. Each character will get one action theme and one relaxed/somber theme. Based on vibes and vibes alone.

Voice Claim: My personal voice claim for the character. I probably thought way too hard about this. Dialogue Pattern: Tells me whether or not I need the character's wiki page up while I write their dialogue. Outfit Inspiration: Photos of outfits I could see the character in. Great if you're shit at drawing like me. "Why don't you just learn how to draw?" I’m trying to teach myself but I don't have a lot of time I'm a uni student with 3 digital marketing clients 😭.

General Overview: An (ideally) short paragraph describing the character. Will delve into their role as a stage of the grief process and/or how they help others towards the end of their arc (their 'acceptance').

I think that's everything! Thank you for reading my yap session, if you want to borrow this template for your own characters, please do!! And if you have anything else you want to know about the characters, or about the story in general, I’m more than happy to answer your questions.

And if you want to read the story you can find the link here!: All Is Fair in Death and War - Chapter 1 - IlidaeAndQuill - Cult of the Lamb (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

Theme

The Goat/Goatfrey - Narinder - The Lamb/Lambert - The Curse

Leshy - Heket - Kallamar - Shamura

Jalala - Rinor - Fena - Aym & Baal - The Mystic Seller

[lunarcrown]

i absolutely love hels to pay like i have devoured your entire blog in one day. and i mean your Entire Blog. ive scrolled back to like when htp first started and that is a lot of scrolling let me tell you.

can i just say that this has taken over my entire life. your au has literally a 24/7 space in my brain i am always thinking about it. bravo this tango that, my sister and friends are SICK of me. dude the artwork and the writing is just so incredible!!!! i have fics of my own that need updating but i literally cannot think of anything except this.

and oh my god i want so badly to write a fic for this. i would draw something but i am terrible genuinely terrible. i actually have something outlined and i want so badly to write it but i physically Cannot think of writing anything right now because This is just in my mind like there's no space to write my own stuff.

i have like five LONG playlists ORDERED CHRONOLOGICALLY for this au. not even kidding. LIKE THATS HOW IN LOVE I AM WITH THIS. and i read this two days ago. what. how do you two manage to do this. climbed your way into my heart with stunning art and heartwrenching writing wooooow.

i hope you're happy you have literally taken over my brain 😍

OmGGG YOU ARE SO KIND AND COOL FOR SENDINH THIS!!!! Very nice person award for you 🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅

It’s WILD how much we have made since back in the first days of the AU so THANKS FOR THE SCROLL I know it was a LOT but I’m so glad you had fun!!!!

It totally blows my mind that you’re even talking to your friends and fam IRL about it bc I always wonder if people do and how wild it is to think about people like out loud musing about these characters to another living breathing human??? Bc like I do it for sure since my sisters MUST listen to all my things or I’ll explode, but OTHER people doing it??? Buckwild

So thank you for that as well! I’m so glad that Aqua’s writing and my art has compelled this storyline to travel the internet and into your waking thoughts, and that you’re enjoying it HAHA

If you EVER write the thing you want, pleaaaase show us!! We love looking at gift stuff like that SO MUCH!! Our dms are us being excited about yalls excitement 24/7 BELIEVE ME

And FIVE playlists after just two days of absorbing?? You are in BEAST MODE I LOVE IT!!!!

Thank you again SO MUCH!! I hope you enjoy what we keep making because if you can’t tell, we REALLY enjoy making this AU and I hope it shines through just as much as yalls enjoyment shows for us!! 💖💖💖

[wine4thewin]

Just finished reading Black Silk Kimono and WOOOOOW. Your writing is so painfully wonderful, I simply cannot get enough. I also just finished reading No Eviction Notice and that ending ripped me apart!!

Both were such wonderful experiences, thank you. I’m very excited about the next character of BSK. In the meantime, I will be binging the remainder of your fics 🖤

🥰 thank you so much!!!🥰

Black Silk Kimono is definitely “easy fun reading” compared to No Eviction Notice 😆 I’m glad you enjoyed both! I think I needed to clean my palette after writing an epic style tragedy and just went for something with totally different vibes. lol sci-fi to historical, what a 180! I’m strange like that.

I can at least say, the ending of BSK is not going to make anyone cry! ☺️ and I’m sure everyone is relieved they won’t need more Kleenex and emotional support animals.

Have fun reading my other works!! I have…possibly…too many 😅

[styrmwb]

Favorite Final Fantasy Music (FFI)

I've had this idea for a minute but have Struggled to start it so HAHA we're finally doing it Final Fantasy music is Really good and I want to share my favorite songs so I'm just gonna go by game and list like my top 5 FFI was hard to pick cause there's not a lot of songs? Also I wasn't sure if I wanted to exclude certain songs because they became series mainstays but i decided I don't care and if it stands out to me I'm doing it Linking the PS remake versions cause those are the easiest to find 5. Temple of Chaos Mysterious......... I like the melody in this one :) I think I like the original NES version more cause it sounds like, super heroic and final like you're a party of 4 warriors who traveled back in time to go kill the final evil (almost like you are???? wooooow) 4. Mount Gulg This is absolutely a case of I like this song more because of how it's used in later games (have you heard mythril mines from chocobo racing????? SLAPS) and again this is a fun melody; I like this PS version cause of the flutes it sounds like a volcano (I will not elaborate) 3. Final Battle Kill Chaos. This song is one of two reasons why I used the PS OST cause it exists there first, but my personal favorite version of this is the PR version cause of the guitars and drums in that one (i am a sucker for Rock Instruments), I think the beginning of this song is cool cause it has that evil build up vibe, then the little bit of piano, then GOES HAM; it rocks 2. Miniboss Battle I definitely attribute part of me liking this to DFFOO cause it's Garland's BT theme, but this is like, peak FFI music to me, this is what I think of when i think of FFI. I can picture in my mind Garland and the Warrior of Light battling it out relentlessly, swords swinging wildly and clashing; I am not going to continue to try to paint a picture because I cannot but I hope the vibe is created in your mind's eye too. This is the other PS OST original song, and again, I think the PR version is the best version because of its super loud orchestral hits. (I wish I could find an upload of it cause I'd use that instead) 1. Opening Theme You might be asking, Styrm, why did you say the miniboss theme was peak FFI music and then not put it at #1? Because I'm a Bitch and the opening theme that becomes the main theme of the whole series makes me cry like an idiot every time I hear it. Uematsu was COOKING when he made this. I'm probably not going to put this in future lists but this is the time where I say how good this song is; FFXI, XV, and XVI also have Really good versions of it. I'm sure there's some music theory term for notes that emotion you harder than others, whatever it is, this song does that (I am shit at writing and explaining but I like this song aaaaaaa)

[carmenized-onions]

You are such a great author!!!! Like wooooow,,, Everyone feels so real and alive. I wanna bite the characters. Ur goated fr🫶🏽

You GET IT. You just wanna fuckin,,, CHOMP!!!!

Thank you!! It's been really fun to write for The Bear and play with these characters. I fuckin' love interweaving like very important story moments and developing characters with silly little every day sort of scenes. Makes it so !!! rah!!!!

Thank you sm for goating me <3 eat trash beat trash (Nobody here is a Dimension 20 fan and that's okay I can reference things no one else will get here)

[wittyvitale]

Maria's First Snow (A Fluffy/Mildly Angsty Castlevania Nocturne Drabble)

Summary: It snows in Machecoul for the first time since Tera fled from Russia. 5-year-old Maria is excited for her first snowfall, while Tera has mixed feelings; she's reminded of her beautiful homeland but heartsick for what she had to leave behind. But she does her best to make sure her little girl has a fun day with her first snow. Pure fluffy drabble

Author's Note: I just realized that I never posted this lil drabble on my Tumblr, so here it is! I want to try to write more fluffy fics featuring Tera. I love that woman so much. Hope you enjoy!

It was early morning in Machecoul, but you could hardly tell with the dense clouds covering the sun. 5-year-old Maria’s eyes fluttered open and she yawned. She pushed herself away from her mother’s sleeping form as she sat up in bed, still blinking the sleep out of her eyes. Her eyes were drawn to the window, and the sight fully awakened her; soft fluffy snow was falling outside and had already blanketed the ground.

“Wow,” Little Maria said in awe, mouth hanging open. She started to shake her mom awake in excitement. “Mama! Mama, wake up!”

Tera stirred and turned over. “What is it, Masha, is everything all right?” she asked, still half-asleep.

“Better than all right! It’s snowing, mama, it’s snowing!!”

Tera slowly sat up and looked out the window. Her eyes snapped open when she saw that it was, indeed, snowing.

“See, mama, see??” Maria asked, her enthusiasm only growing.

“I do,” Tera started, a small smile forming on her face. “It’s never snowed in Machecoul since I’ve been here. This is… extraordinary.”

Maria snuggled into her mother’s lap. “Is this what the snow looked like in Russia?”

Tera felt a small ache in her heart at the mention of her homeland. She hugged Maria close and kissed the top of her head.

“The snow in Russia is unlike any other snow in the world,” she answered wistfully. “But this does remind me of home.”

Tera hadn’t even noticed that tears had gathered in her eyes.

“Mama, are you crying?” Maria asked, suddenly concerned for her mother.

“Oh, no, no dear,” Tera blinked the tears back. “The snow is just bringing back memories.”

“Happy memories?”

Tera closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She locked eyes with her daughter and put on her brightest smile. “This is your first snow, is it not? How about you and I play outside? I’ll show you the games we played in Russia.”

Maria’s eyes sparkled and gave her mother an open-mouthed smile. “Yes yes, I want to play in the snow, let’s go right now!” she jumped off the bed and started running towards the door.

Tera laughed at her exuberant and adventurous daughter. “Hold on, Maria, we need to make sure you’re dressed nice and warm so you don’t catch cold.”

Tera grabbed a coat from the foyer and buttoned Maria up. She also took a scarf and wrapped it around Maria’s neck a few times. When Tera was done, she slid her hands to Maria’s shoulders and looked at her daughter lovingly. There were so many similarities between Maria and the sister Tera had to leave behind, but Tera pushed those thoughts out of her head.

“There we are, that should keep away the chill,” Tera said, caressing Maria’s face one more time. “Are you ready to have fun in the snow?

“Yeah, let’s go, let’s go!” Maria got on her tiptoes, opened the front door, and rushed outside. Maria was growing happier with each second. “Wooooow this is amazing!! I can see my breath, look mama I can see my breath!”

Tera stepped outside, wrapping her own scarf around her neck and smiling at her daughter. “Yes, I can see, Maria. You can see your breath because it’s so cold.”

Maria started spinning in circles, giggling with pure joy. Her laughter was infectious and Tera found herself laughing too. She knew one day she would have to tell Maria the truth about her past, about her sister, about why she really needed to leave Russia. But for now, Tera wanted her little daughter to enjoy being a child experiencing her first snowfall.

Maria fell backwards on the snow and continued giggling. Tera walked over and laid on the snowy ground next to Maria. “Well, this looks like a good place to start. I’m going to teach you how to make a snow angel.”

[hetrosjistin]

Okay but, this is one of the reasons I really like chronicling systems that give you timeline creation functions like world anvil.

So the timeline is divided into Mortal and Divine Eras, specifically broken down by the oldest elven kingdom's calendar between when priests or mages held power in their government. That's our Year 0.

Me and my partner (who can pipe in if they want on this!) came up with a 11,000 year history. It runs from -6000 to 5122. The LONGEST Each of those colors on the side? That's an entire age as remembered by the -current- governments by and large. The longest age? The third one from the top? Age of Grains is what it's called, literally just... figuring out large scale agriculture.

The fun thing about using these? You can actually just, lay out how long certain important characters live. One of the characters in our setting?

600 year old elven grandpa.

He MET what is effectively Orc Jesus when Orc Jesus was still just a podunk adventurer in our setting. I only realized this was POSSIBLE when I worked out how old Elf Grandpa was in the story we were writing, and then laid down what year he must have been born in, and then lined it up with the major historical events, and BAM, cool story moment made for writing.

HAVE ancient characters. Have characters that are centuries or millenia old, but DRILL into that!

Lay out your major characters birthdates on your timeline, draw through all the things they have lived through. Which ones have they sat down with? What have they fucking SEEN and DONE and been PART OF! What does a civilization with such LONG LIVED people in it LOOK LIKE? How do they DEAL with the inevitable need to hand off things? How long do they put things off?

Elves in the setting I've been talking about? You're not considered really 'getting to be an adult' by them until you're about 60, and the idea of having kids before you're 100? WOW. WOOOOOW MOVING WAY TOO FAST THERE! Even having a family before you turn 200 is seen as a bit early by Elves in this world. Elves don't have children often and often will entirely raise one child before having another. A lot of elves might not have kids until they're 3 or 400 years old at all. Retirement age is about 600 and then you're expected to go off and settle down and explore whatever you want too, to leave the matters of running the world to the next generations, give advice, don't get involved unless you have too.

Longevity is such a fun thing to play with in any setting.

Play with it.

Have fun with it.

Drill into the ideas of longevity and how it'd impact things, and what cool things your characters could have taken part in, how society would look! Have fun!

pro-tip: don't ever use the sentence "thousands of years" in your worldbuilding unless you really know what a thousand years is like

[chericherilvr]

heyy haiii i just read the human softness and it was super cuteeee, thank you hunn 🫶loved your lyrics too and idk if it was intentional but I liked that the lyric's blood theme linked to the paper cuts. It's fun coz in my original ask I wrote how the paper cut could symbolise the emotional words on the page but then I deleted that bit coz i thought it was too much lmaoo. Honestly the fic made me giggle and feel soft and mushy. AND I LOVED THE OPEN ENDING TOO got me all like 🦋🦋🦋.

(I actually saw when u posted but didn't read it straight away because I wanted to be in a better mood. It's been a sad few days ngl but on the brighter side my thesis/dissertation did really well thankfully!!)

-🪷

heyheyy I'm so glad you liked it !! 😊💗

as per the lyrics I kinda just scrolled on my notes app and picked the first one's I saw lmfao but I love the idea of them being blood related for the fic too (although all of my lyircs kinds have blood stuff so either could've worked KJFHKSJF) I actually was only going to put the last two lines but decided to make it longer and add the first verse too (there's like a big gap in between them so it was fun KJAHFHA)

and WOOOOOW your brain >>> paper cuts symbolizing how words can hurt is such an amazing concept it unironically makes me wanna write a song with that concept in mind KSDJFSFJ it's saur good, props to you love 😭😭🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

I'm glad the fic made you giggle and feel stuff, it's like the biggest complient you could've ever given me yesyes and as per the ending I AM SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT ALKJLAF cause I wanted to actually write the make-out scene but dayum I'm romantically-dumb and I had a whole crisis when I was putting words on there, so I ended up cutting it short 😭😭

(I'm sending you some biiiiiiiig huggies,, 🫂🫂 and I'm glad your thesis did well, am so proud of you !!!)

[giraffenamjoon]

wooooow thank you for your service, I'm so excited that you've decided to make tied up a trilogy. I'll be reading handcuffed tonight. as a wonwoo ult, I'm so blessed. take care<3<3<3<3

happy to be of service!!! i really hope you enjoy it and if you feel like it, do tell me what you thought!

he's really fun to write, i hope to explore some more ideas with him in the future :D

[alvie2alive]

Community?

Hey! Normally this blog would be solely dedicated to posting my poetry, but I've decided to actually make a post, because I feel super alone in my interests right now.

I've always loved poetry. I started writing it in middle school, so I've been writing poetry for around 6 years now. I've never found much of a community, at all. I've tried, a lot, but I just never seem to find anyone.

I think a lot of people think of me as 'cringe' when I say I write poetry. A lot of the responses I get are things like, "of course you would," or "wooooow, depressed." They aren't really making fun of me or anything, it's more of a joke and I know that, but I'm so tired of hearing it. I asked my family about doing spoken word poetry today, and they started joking about how the crowd snaps as a form of clapping, and how this guy they knew years ago would always recite poetry at awkward times. I really felt like I was being laughed at, in a way. Most of my friends are supportive, but most of them also aren't really into poetry or don't like it.

So I guess that brings me to why I'm posting this. I just feel so alone in my poetry, almost like I'm floating in space. I've posted my poetry on many platforms over the years, and it almost never gets attention. I honestly don't care that my poems themselves aren't getting attention - I just want community.

If anyone sees this who has a poetry blog or knows any poetry blogs, please let me know!! I'd love to check them out. Thank you guys <3

[slightlyunconventional]

time for this 👍👍👍 lucifer hcs

and ofc i had to include my ships 😍😍😍😍😍 so there might be bits of dialuci ❤️❤️ pls skip past those bits if u don't like 👍

- it feels like ALL my hcs for all the characters i like are exactly the same but. he has a rly soft and kinda cute snz

"huh'ishh! iihH'tsSh!"

wow very cool!!! 10/10 from diavolo

- if he's with other people he will step back to distance himself with a quick "excuse mehihH-"

- the cutest pre-sneeze face EVER-- he just looks so soft and vulnerable it's beautiful

- right. yeah i KNOW i do this to literally every character ever but he has a dust allergy 🤗🥺👍 send help

I THINK IT WOULD BE CUTE

it bothers him so much but he never cleans out his study bc it would just set him off and he would not stop

he's just gotta be careful not to move things around too much when he's working because god forbid that dust get stirred up

- he'll get the mild head cold fairly often, mostly due to lack of sleep and overworking

diavolo tries to convince him not to stay up so late working but he's having none of it. he will force himself to work late into the night even though it has no benefits

- when he gets sick he'll deny it right up until he physically cannot do anything and just ends up collapsing

he'd probably get more sensitive and irritable when he's sick too, like the smallest things piss him off

he gets headaches too

weak constitution <3333

- the longest buildups when he's exposed to smth he's sensitive to

he'll just be left with desperate, teasing breaths for aaages

- when he's sick, the longer he goes on DENYING IT and trying to push his way through the slightly louder and worse his sneezes get how cute is that ikr

"hihh-hHK'tSHiew!"

😳

- i saw someone say he would be allergic to angel wing feather things and i could NOT stop thinking about it (EDIT THIS WAS BY @aceoftrashies !!!!!#!"!£!_! GO AND SUPPORT THEM)

just imagine it IMAGINE IT

he's in the middle of some dramatic speech or lecture or smth idk in front of everyone and simeon is just like 😏 and casually opens his wings

obviously he knows what he's doing and so do some of the others - they just give him a skeptical look and wait for chaos to ensue

of course lucifer is forced to stop talking and deal with this but he tries to keep going anyway and every syllable is punctuated with a soft (gradually getting less soft and more desperate) hitching breath... until he's REALLY forced to stop and excuse himself for the most adorable hitchy soft BEAUTIFUL fit anyone has ever seen

can you tell i love him.

- definitely not copying from the giyuu post oh no i would never reuse ideas ever

he definitely has muffled a helpless fit into diavolos chest at least once

oml 😍😳

obviously in private. he could never let his "dignity" be destroyed by something so trivial

ANYWAY that is all for now i hope you enjoyed make sure to like and subscribe can we hit 5 likes

please drop a request for hcs (maybe ill start writing fics too) !! id love to write more :>

[eolewyn1010]

Dragging Frankenstein - Chapter 19

Which starts out gay, and keeps getting gayer. Half the time, I'm left wondering if Mary Shelley did this on purpose.

“Clerval desired the intercourse of the men of genius and talent” – XD Good on you, Henry, for setting higher standards than pretty. DAS GAY: 27

…okay, the way Victor is all about loving Henry and how wonderful Henry is gets them another one for their relationship. DAS GAY: 28

I’ll hold back from giving one for Henry being “anxious to gain experience and instruction”, but… yeah, have fun, sweetie. My brain is a little Pride Month-addled.

-.- Aaaand Henry promptly gets a sympathy point removed for wanting to progress India’s colonization. Dude.

“that I might not debar him from the pleasures natural to one who was entering on a new scene of life” o.O Okay, WHY is this reading like Henry has just come out and is exploring the local gay scene??

And with the “collecting materials” again, how does Victor hide them from his boyfriend, both in London and then during travelling? Imagine the conversation. “Uhm… Victor… you might wanna wash your underwear before packing it; the luggage is kind of smelly.”

“although I abhorred society” – wooooow, Victor is a real sunshine, isn’t he? I mean, I’m socially anxious, but that sounds more like the Creature in his hatred for humanity.

Once again, the passage of time confuses me. Shelley’s transitions, man. How tf do they need four months from London to Scotland? And why would they begin this journey in fucking February? And can Victor really afford to take this time? And give us a history lesson on the country, to boot. Like Bram Stoker, Shelley can’t resist the temptation to write a travel guide. Train schedules, anyone?

Every “soon” is “four months later”, Victor needed 6 fucking YEARS to go back home to visit his family. Honestly, I’m amazed that the shallow twit even still wants to marry Elizabeth and doesn’t consider her an old maid not worthy of his attention at this point. It’d be like him.

However, as my friend pointed out, he rarely ever thinks about actually being married to Elizabeth. It’s a very abstract concept to him, marrying her at all. How convenient that he doesn’t have to get used to it. Being married would require him to actually take the role he has rejected regarding the Creature. He’d have to take responsibility for Elizabeth and the household, for hypothetical children. He’d have to be dependable, emotionally, financially, in regards to the time he spends with them. It’s different with Henry. Henry is the one who’s always there to support him, and to be up for every whim of Victor’s. A marriage doesn’t work that way. Conclusion: Victor’s problem isn’t that the Creature is ugly. It’s just that Victor is a fucking deadbeat.

Ah, but it wouldn’t be complete without Victor moping. Feeling once more that Stephenie Meyer’s characters are heavily based on 19th century gothic horror novels, even though she completely fails at the horror part. All the same whiners. “Byronic hero” my ass; try “emo brat”.

“…at Servox and Chamonix. The latter name made me tremble when pronounced by Henry” – XDDD I know what Victor is on about, but the choice of words makes me think that, for a student of languages, Henry seems to really butcher that pronunciation.

“I could now almost fancy myself among the Swiss mountains.” – Yeah, why would you go anywhere else at all if not to feel exactly like at home?

When Victor talks about getting letters from home, he gives us this baffling line: “I hardly dared to read and ascertain my fate.” Oh, right. Whether Elizabeth and his father and brother are still alive is Victor’s fate. Had almost forgotten it. IT’S ALL ABOUT ME: 20

“you enjoy yourself, and let this be our rendezvous” – DAS GAY: 29

This journey is really an opportunity for the boys to have a gay old time, huh.

I’m giving this another double bc Henry gets so heartache-y at separating from Victor for a while, “I cannot feel at home in your absence” and all that. Henry, you’re too good for him. DAS GAY: 30

Victor travels to the Orkneys and sneers about how poor his surroundings and the people are -.- I held back on giving him a point for the smug attitude with which he just presumed some important scientist would be eager to share all his wisdom with him, the college drop-out brat, but I will so count his turning up his nose on miserable cows, “squalidness of the most miserable penury”, gaunt limbs, and meals that have the audacity to consist of oatmeal and vegetables. I SO PRIVILEGED: 9

“I ordered it to be repaired, bought some furniture, and took possession” – He’s insistent on pissing me off, the patronizing little shitstain. Why don’t you repair it yourself? I SO PRIVILEGED: 10

“As it was, I lived ungazed at and unmolested” o.O Is. Is Victor craving some gazes and molestation or something?

“employed in the most detestable occupation” …yeah, right, but when you did it the first time, serving no benefit but your own fame, then it was a noble undertaking of creating a new species and shit.

[londiall]

SEAL Team S2 E2

And on to episode 2. Lets go:

S2 E2 - Never Say Die

Bio hazard? This looks like a not awesome way to start a show lol. Also, the name of this episode doesn’t help me any with the anxiety lmao.

Oooh. I like how the intro is them coming up out of the water from episode 1. Cool.

Congrats Jason, you figured out coffee.

What is Elmo though?

It doesn’t surprise me a million times over that Sonny got into a literal fight with a literal fucking tree lmao.

Ray, no sir. No. (Even if I know you’ll be back bc internet).

HIS HEAD IS NOT FINE. Why does no one know this?? 

OOOOh, we’re gonna meet the parents. (No - well, yes. I’m glancing over shirtless scenes from now on. All that really happens is staring and not really thinking anyway so it’s not really necessary........) This will end badly, I imagine. No parent wants that kind of pain for their kid. So they’re probably going to try and change Stella’s mind about being with Clay before something serious happens (also, wahhhhhhhhhh bc spoilers bc again, I have the internet) because of how dangerous is job is. Just my thoughts lol. 

I don’t care what anyone says, I really think Jason is a great dad. Home family and Bravo family can’t be easy to juggle. But then again, I feel like spouses or partners or whoever should understand what they’re getting themselves into marrying someone in the military. Especially a spec ops team member. Again, just my 2 cents.

Damn guys, 10 minutes into this show and I’m already getting wordy. That doesn’t bode well for the next 33 minutes of my life lol.

Oh good, they’re going into tunnels...I’m sorry, with ANTHRAX? Oh boy. Yep, worried about my boys rn. Nothing can go wrong? Sure. Then I wouldn’t have 31 minutes left of this show, huh?

So Mandy is in Mexico? Idk, I was writing a novel of a thought when she first came on. Didn’t pay much attention. Oops. Yep, that’s a body.

Oh Ray. I’m so sorry buddy. Of course Jason’s still being stubborn Adam.

I hate tunnels. Just saying. Lmao Sonny. Spiders. I’m sorry, no comms? I don’t enjoy this. Not good. Bad. Very very bad.

Hah. Hahahahahahahahahaha. Oml. Suckstart a pistol is a new one. Sonny, poor baby. It’s ok. Stinky boots and all, they still love you. Blame it on the dog lol.

Sorry, realized I watched into the tunnel scene without stopping to type haha. I’m still watching the tunnel scene. 

Oh good. An explosion. Because fucking TUNNEL. Jesus.

WOOOOOW that tunnel scene was intense. I also had to watch it 2 times bc my kid started throwing up while I was watching the first time. FUN STUFF. The eldest got sick first, about 4 days ago. Then the youngest started puking this morning. It’s fun having multiple kids. Anyway. That tunnel scene had me for a minute even though I knew they didn’t die in it lol. That play by Mandy and Blackburn was genius!!! I’m glad the boys pulled through lol.

I really need to find out how many nicknames Sonny has for Clay.

Ooop. Jason. Ray. Again, ooop.

Oooooooh, the parents!!!! Yep, I kinda had an idea how this was going to go. “I DON’T PLAN ON DOING THIS UNTIL I’M DEAD” I’m dead Clay. I’M DEAD. Dammit I HATE EVERYTHING RN.

Oh shiiiiiiiit Alana. Ok, for all the things on the internet, I must have not read up on Jason Hayes as I thought I did hahaha. Cause I was, indeed, shocked by that one.

Wow. 

Well, onto Episode 3!

All the love - A

[xpeachesncream]

please could you make taehyung jealous for the next perfectly wrong drabbles? 👉👈

perfectly wrong | drabble [3]: if it’s one thing taehyung truly has a love-hate relationship with, it’s the fact that you have such a sweet, kind and warm demeanor towards everything and everyone.

word count: 1.8k

warnings: pretty fluffy, implied sexual content, cussing, tae is petty but also pouty

notes: feel free to send requests like this to my inbox and i will get to them! it may not be right away but i promise i’ll take a look. it can be for anyone in the perfectly wrong series. same thing goes for off the grid. however, please note that there are certain things i won’t write about - extreme mental/physical/verbal abuse (we’re all about fun, lighthearted pettiness here and nothing serious), threesomes, orgies, any extreme, intense smut because i’m still not used to writing smut like that. basically anything that you might be uncomfortable with or wouldn’t do in real life, i most likely will feel uncomfortable too and will not write about it! pls keep that in mind, thank you! love you all tons! 💗

Taehyung will not hesitate to let people know that he's your man and your man only. You thought he might have learned from the entire Jungkook situation, in which in a sense he has; he no longer acts weird about how close you and Jungkook are, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous outside of that bubble.

He was the campus fuckboy, after all. He knows the capabilities of the boys here. He knows the intentions of the majority. He's familiar with the stupid little games boys play. If anything, he helped play a role in the stupidity of many boys on campus. He was a champion, the walking fuckboy 101 bible - they wanted to be Taehyung and they did everything to follow his ways.

So, when he's ordering coffee and sees a guy trying to lay his sweetness on you, getting all googly-eyed and licking his lips like you're his last meal on Earth, he doesn't like it one bit because he knows that look. He's been there before, especially with you. It doesn't help that you're super approachable, welcoming anything and anyone into your arms like you're some kind of saint.

The anonymous dude [Taehyung can't tell from afar] apparently cracks a joke, because you're entertaining it and playfully shoving him aside. You're beaming from ear to ear, tears almost streaming down from whatever joke he's telling you.

You hadn't laughed like that with him in awhile, nor has he seen you smile so big like that. Obviously, it's the jealousy talking. You loved Taehyung more than anything, and he was the only one who could make you feel the way that you do.

"The fuck?" He mumbles to himself.

"Here's your coffee, Tae." The barista says softly behind the counter, her gaze going between him and the scene. He can't keep his eyes off of this interaction, praying to the heavenly being above that the boy will get the hint and leave before Taehyung can get there. But he doesn't. He continues to crack jokes or whatever the hell he's doing to make you laugh the way that you're laughing. You rest your chin on your palm as you look at the dude in front of you, head tilted, looking all cute and shit and you don't even know it. Tae's eyes widen when he sees you place a hand on his shoulder and give it a gentle squeeze.

"T-thanks, could you actually just toss it in a to go cup, please? I think we're gonna head out instead." He dug his hands in his pockets as he keeps watch, the barista silently doing as asked. Taehyung quickly grabs the coffee and heads out to where you're seated, the dude still all up on his woman like he had been waiting for the right opportunity to pounce on her ass all day.

"Wow, are you serious? Christian that's hilarious, I'm sorry. Maybe you should have gone for that installment instead. Either way, I think it'll look amazing. It'll look so good when you finish it." He hears you reassuring ol' dude. You look up to see Taehyung slowly approaching, his forehead furrowed like some kind of angry, old man waiting for kids to get off of his porch. Curls all defined and fluffy, he didn't look intimidating to you one bit - but Christian squirms in his seat, finally catching the hint that Taehyung was not happy about him sitting that close to you with his arm brushing up against yours. Taehyung's eyes were piercing right through him, colored lenses intensifying the look.

"S-sorry, I was about to—"

"No, please stay. Let's all gather around and talk about each other's day." Taehyung sarcastically scrunches his nose and does a shimmy to show that he's actually not fucking playing right now and Christian better know what's good for him.

"I was just asking her for some advice on art class." He stands to nervously dust himself off. Now, if it's one thing you know too well, it's how petty Taehyung gets when he's jealous. You quietly sit there, a little hot and bothered with how Taehyung is acting, but you also want to laugh at how people really find Taehyung so intimidating. If you all only knew how much of a baby bear he was behind closed doors.

"Cute. You do know the fucking art room is two steps behind you, right? You know, where the professor usually is at." He steps forward, jaw slightly clenching.

"Look man, I really didn't mean any harm." Taehyung nods. "I was just about to leave."

"Don't forget to pick up your googly eyes from the floor." Taehyung shoots him a finger gun and clicks his teeth. "Wouldn't wanna misplace those for the next time you try and use them on my girlfriend again." Christian leaves without saying anything else, causing you to snort.

"What was that about?" You chuckle.

"Let's go." He sternly says, handing you the cup of coffee.

"I thought we were gonna sit and drink this here?"

"Or we can just sit and drink this at home." You hurriedly get up to follow him as he starts walking towards the car.

"Are you really that upset?"

"Are you really that upset?" He mocks your tone as he continues to walk to the car.

"Real mature, Kim Taehyung." He looks over his shoulder to glance at you with those eyes before looking back at the car. He silently opens the door for you, avoiding all contact. You silently giggle to yourself because even though he could get annoyingly petty like this, he still found ways to be a gentleman and cater to you. You watch as he plops into the driver's seat, sipping his coffee as he stares out at the campus. "Tae, what are we doing?"

"You wanted to sit and drink this here, right?"

"You're annoying." You roll your eyes and sit back. Was he really doing this right now? Taking your ass to the car to enjoy your coffee, away from people?

"Says the one who was all it'll look so good when you finish it. Ouuuu, either way it'll look amazing." He mocks your tone. "If anything, you're the annoying one, acting all cute when you know these dudes have it out for you. Since when do you shower people with compliments like that? I thought I was the only one."

"No, they don't, Christian is just a good friend from class and I was just trying to help give him some solid advice."

"Oh, so he's a good friend now?" He raises his eyebrow. "Jungkookie is a good friend. Hoseok is a good friend. Yoongi is a good friend." He counts on his hand, showing you the three fingers he has up. "Where's Christian at? I don't see him on that list. Christian is not a good friend." He puts his hand out as if he's waiting for your response. "Wooooow, it's quiet, no back talk, ey?" You put his hand down. Did I tell you he was also a comedian at best?

"Babe, stop." You pout, but he shakes his head. "Why are you acting so jealous right now?"

"Cause! The way you were all smiley and laughing with him. Praising him. Playfully pushing him and shit. You barely do that with me."

"You have got to be kidding. I've done that with you time and time again, I barely spend time with anyone else but you. You always make me laugh and you always make me smile, much more than anyone else."

"A-and you were like squeezing his shoulder so sweetly. You had this soft touch when it came to him even though he was looking at you like he was thinking some foul shit. You just— You just give it so easily."

"Baby." You chuckle. "Okay, that's just way too far."

"I know it all too well. I know a boy's brain like the back of my hand. So yeah, we're enjoying this coffee in here whether you like it or not." He furrows his eyebrows. You give him a moment to calm down before you reach over and caress his cheek. He welcomes your touch and you can instantly feel him relaxing as you continue to touch him gently.

"You're too cute."

"No." He pouts.

"Taehyung, you know I love you. And you know you're the only one who can make me feel all sorts of ways - one being happy and incredibly giddy from your lame jokes."

"They're not lame."

"They're lame." You joke as you scrunch your nose. "But that's what makes them unique to you. I wouldn't have it any other way. And on top of that, you know I can never stop smiling around you no matter the circumstance. Like now." You smile at him because honestly, he was being too fucking cute and you wanted nothing but to cuddle him at home. He had such a jealous side to him that little things ticked him off, but you knew he cared and just wanted you to himself. You couldn't help but feel the same, hence the girl at the mall being all flirty with him.

"Honestly, you're gonna be the death of me." He looks at you, his cheek falling deeper into your touch while you giggle. "Seriously, it's not funny. You had me experiencing heart palpitations when you touched him like that, it's not a joke."

"Relax." You chuckle. "You're dramatic."

"You wanna talk dramatic?" He looks at you. "She got all flirty with you when she walked off and you didn't even say anything!"

"Okay, I get it!"

"Mhm." He wiggles an eyebrow. He begins to start the car and pull off, the ride pretty silent. You knew he just needed a moment to get over himself, so as soon as you step into your apartment, you put your things aside and throw your arms around him.

"Babe." You plant kisses all over his face.

"Mmm, no—" He says in between kisses. "You— don't— get to do that—- and expect to— win me over— just like that."

"Uh huh. Yet, you're still kissing back." You say, pushing him towards your room. All you had planned was just to cradle your big baby and cuddle him until he felt better. You've learned that's how Taehyung gets over most things. Truly.

"Y/N, I'm not joking." He lays on his side after tossing his keys and phone on your night stand. He throws his hood over his head, while you throw yourself onto him, being the bigger spoon.

"Hey." You forcefully turn him around to make him face you. He does nothing look at you, allowing you to place a soft, passionate kiss on his plump lips. He gives into it, deepening it while tugging you closer to him. "You know I only have eyes for this handsome guy right here, right?" You boop the mole on his nose.

"Good, cause I want you all to myself. Stop being such a fucking saint. Be mean for once. I know you can do it, since you always catch an attitude with me." You laugh.

"Whatever, Taehyung. If that makes you feel better."

"Good." He smirks. "Come here. I'm trying to show you that you're mine and only mine." He wraps his arms around you and snuggles tightly against your body until you hear him softly snoring into your chest.