#࿐ ˚ . ✦ a r t ┊ ❛ eating yellow paint ❜

[jazeswhbhaven]

ik i asked for this when i sent my first ask but i gagged my head off imagining the consistency. your description hit me so hard its so accurate omg. im rlly happy any way cuz that was the answer i was hoping for n im glad we agree🤝

that was just gag 1. gag 2 hit me at the fishy smell part. i didnt unlock his butt story cuz no offense to peeps who like doing it but the idea of eating ass makes me sick to my stomach n i was scared mc was gonna lick his butthole or smth n i ended up steering clear from it just in case they did. now im fuckin grateful i didnt read it haha

n yk? it would be hell for me to be around beel too cuz i die from nausea n usually gag when smth or someone smells bad💀n beel doesnt smell good like the game says i swear it on my honor he doesnt. n ofc theres the flies n bugs of all kinds me yeet myself outta my pants but flies land on trash n crap n dead stuff so no thanks. stay away beel n stay away flies. shoo!

if you gagged from my description, my job has been done and while i apologize for grossing you out, i am happy my descriptions were detailed enough to paint the picture lol

oh yeah one of these days mc is probably gonna eat ass unless i'm forgetting if there's a card where they do that...but yes....in t h e o r y for me? let's go, groceries. irl??? oh n o thanks someone else can enjoy that activity 😭

in the 5 kings card, they bring up Beel's smell again and how mc was aroused by it and i really wanna know how he smells canon wise. because of the yellow hair i always think of corn or bread or pudding or a pineapple that's very very ripe possibly overripe.

but watch him smell like overripen fruit that's very close to expiration sprinkled with some kind of cinnamon or spice.

the worst case scenario is that he smells like throw up (sorry) because of all foods/spices/smells combined into one

but honestly??? if he does smell like the latter? i'm changing my fave again because i simply COULD NOT lol

[theskzkiddo]

Hi! I hope that it is okay that I'm back 😊

You said you did headcannons right?

If you do could you maybe do one for skz with a shy and anxious little?

It is completely up to you how it is done! Like ot8 or just a few members or whatever you feel /pos

I loved the boards!!!!!! Pink and yellow are my favorites!

-littleracha

skz + shy/anxious little headcanons <3

an: i’m sorry this took a bit! but i hope you like it! :D

1. they always have at least one of your comfort items with them when you guys go outside!

2. jisung is the best at talking you down and getting you out of your head

3. having said that! chan stumbles a bit on his words, but his are the ones that comfort you the most!

4. changbin can and will pick you up and just rock you back and forth while one of the members sing you a lullaby

5. minho has a secret book of your favorite meals/snacks/desserts! whenever he knows that you’ve had a particularly anxious day, he’ll make you something (even if he’s busy because seeing all the tension flow out of your body and the small smile on your face, makes it’s 1000000x worth it)

6. seungmin and i.n will gang up on you and tease you! you’re just so cute when you’re shy! can ya blame em? hehe

7. they have so many fidget/sensory toys! chewerly? check! pop it? check! stress ball? check! sensory slug? check!

8. if you wake up feeling not so good about the day and you’re just already lost in your head thinking about all the what ifs, they have a special routine for that! seungmin will come in to pick out your outfit, felix will get your bath/shower ready, minho and jisung will make your favorite foods, hyunjin will get a little art station set up in the living room, chan is getting your playmat and setting it up in the living room along with your favorite toys/stuffies, i.n will be getting your blanket/pillows and making you a little nap area so you don’t have to be away from them when your have to nap! and changbin will be carrying you the entire day! :3

9. sometimes slipping into your headspace is hard because! brain dumb >:(, but if your mind just won’t s t o p, jisung is to the rescue! and any other member! because while jisung is the best to help get you out of your head, any member is the best at physical comfort! just depends on who you wanna be held by!

10. felix reads you bedtime stories!!! you know the ‘twas a night before christmas read out loud they did? (IT MAKES ME FEEL S O SMALL) yeah, him and chan are the best at story reading! but! the other members tend to be silly and act everything out! hehehe

11. hyunjin loves painting with you but! since you’re just so shy he’s made a little barrier thing so you guys can’t see each others art until after you’re finished! (it helps calms your nerves a lot!)

12. i.n and chan will play peekaboo with you for hours! H O U R S, you’re just so sweet and your reactions are just t h e cutest (they love your smile)

13. whenever you guys go out to eat or anywhere really they will talk for you because they understand how daunting it can be to socialize with strangers :(((

14. they stim with you in public so you’re not the only one who’s doing it! (it helps bring the attention off of solely you and makes you feel more comfortable!)

[bylrlve]

403-404 thoughts

(Prev post here)

Murray’s prophecy of the kids playing too much Nintendo, eating too much junk food, smoking some ganja, pounding some beers, and experimenting sexually is actually eerily accurate. Nintendo, as @gayofthefae brilliantly observed, has been equated to the Nina project. Eating junk food? The boys presumably survived on the (quickly cold) pizzas and the sodas Argyle delivered to their house - and if they stopped at gas stations… these boys would have little to no money on their persons, so junk is all they could really afford, one assumes. Smoking ganja? Jon and Argyle. Pounding beers? Not the Cali gang, but Lucas did.

Experimenting sexually? No one has sex during s4 - Jopper makeout but that’s hardly experimenting, and certainly not for adults, and he was specifically talking about the kids. None of them are in the mood for it, naturally, but I wouldn’t be surprised if this is foreshadowing… something between a certain pair of boys. It couod be a cheeky reference to Will growing into his sexuality but, and forgive my crudeness here, right-hand solo sex doesn’t really fit, especially since he was talking about Jonathan, El, Mike, and Will as a group, implying a plural. In fact, this scene takes place directly after El and Mike fight, and after she is arrested. Experimenting is a very loaded word…

Never fails to get me how Mike just threw her last letter into the trash - it had already been explained that he may not see her for months, and here he is, treating her last missive to him with such disrespect. This attitude isn’t even new - he crumpled up and tossed aside the letter she’d painstakingly written and drawn rainbow designs on in the opening minutes. Meanwhile… there are Funko Pops of him proudly showing off the new painting Will made for him.

“You’re packed already?” “Yeah, I mean, I never really unpacked.” is the most blatantly subtext-ridden thing to come out of Mike’s mouth all season, and it’s the biggest piece of in-verse proof that he was fronting hard during 402 - and that was the lovey-doviest he was with El.

Can we all just take a moment to appreciate Mike saying that home isn’t home without Will? Fuck the monologue, that is the most romantic thing Mike says all season.

@bylertruth3r made the above video, showing the eerily similarity between the Byler 404 reunion and a scene in 13 Reasons Why - and this scene was originally scripted as Mike coming up to Will kneeling oj the ground, meaning it was conceived as them being much closer together.

I don’t think we appreciate, enough, that Mike monologued to Will in this scene. Not only are Jasons’s ily to Chrissy at the pep rally, Jancy’s ilys, Argyle and Eden’s LAFS, Max’s saving herself from Vecna with flashbacks, and Dustin’s ILY to Eddie all contrasts to the Mike monologue sequence in 409… but this is, too. Here are Mike’s three big monologues lain out:

"El? I don't know if you can hear this, but... but if you can, I want you to know I'm here, okay? I'm right here. And... I love you. El, do you hear me? I love you. I'm sorry I don't say it more. I... It's not because I'm scared of you. I'm not. I've never felt that way. Never. But I am scared that one day you'll realize you don't need me anymore. And I thought if I said how I felt, it would somehow make that day hurt more. But the truth is, El, I don't know how to live without you. I feel like my life started that day we found you in the woods. You were wearing that yellow Benny's Burgers T-shirt. And it was so big it almost swallowed you whole. And I knew right then and there, in that moment, that I loved you. And I've loved you every day since. I love you on your good days. I love you on your bad days. I love you with your powers, I love you without your powers. I love you for exactly who you are. You're my superhero. And... I can't lose you. Okay? Do you hear me? I can't lose you. You can do anything. You can fly. You can move mountains. I believe that. I really do. But right now, you just have to fight. Okay? El. Do you hear me? You need to fight! You have to fight. Fight!” Tearing up, not crying.

“Do you remember the first day that we met? It was… it was the first day of kindergarten. I knew nobody. I had no friends. And I just felt so alone, and so scared, but… I saw you on the swings, and you were alone too,. You were just swinging by yourself. And I just walked up to you, and I asked. I asked if you wanted to be my friend. And you said yes. You said yes. It was the best thing I’ve ever done.”

“Hey also, about the last few days… No, no, no. You didn’t deserve anything. Listen, the truth is… the last year has been weird, you know. And I mean, Max and Lucas and Dustin… they’re great, they’re great, itd just… it’s Hawkins. It’s not the same without you. And I feel like I was worrying too much about El, and I don’t know. I feel like I… lost you, or something. I have no idea what’s going to happen next. But whatever it is, I think we should work together. I think it’ll be easier if we’re a team. Best friends. Cool.”

Some quick observations:

1 and 2 occur under near-identical circumstances - El and Will are under Vecna’s control and he’s trying to give them strength. 3 is entirely unprompted. The first occurs under a level of duress similar to that of a gun being held to El’s head, as gayofthefae observes here

The rain fight is all over the s4 bedroom scene, and it’s very clearly on both of their minds. Mike has spent the past nine months addressing every criticism of Will’s - he’s friends with Dusfin, he’s playing D&as, he only kissed El when she initiated, and broke it quickly, and he even got angry at Lucas for prioritising others over the Party - although his complaint, unlike Will’s, was irrational and unfair. He relapsed at the airport and roller rink by trying to be normal, but this scene is him course-correcting for that. Mike’s calling himself a self-pitying idiot and thanking Will for being sensible is likelt not only referring to the earlier scene in Will’s room, but to the S3 and 402 fights. If that is the intention, it makes one wonder what Mike was self-pitying about in the latter. @howtobecomeadragon discusses it in-depth here

Right from my very first watch, the proposal imagery in the s2 speech - ‘I walked up to you, and I asked. I asked if you wanted to be my _, and you said yes… you said yes. It was the best thing I’ve ever done.’ - jumped out at me. M*levens regularly theorise that the series will end with Mike and El either getting married, or engaged, citing that Lucas line from s1 as foreshadowing - but we see in s3 that Mike relies on Lucas to push him through every stage of the apology, while he doesn’t with Will, and we see bouquet imagery subverted with that gift of flowers at the airport (see below).

TOO MUCH? Mike spent the s3-4 break backsliding in the whole ‘say ILY to El’ plot… but did address the problems Will had with him. Not only that… he came to the conclusion that he worried too much about El? Specifically because he lost Will as a result? I said in the previous post that Bylers don’t talk enough about “Who… who said that I didn’t?” We definitely don’t talk enough about the anti-m*leven implications of this line, because they’re bonkers. Mike worries a lot about El when she’s away at Nina, but at home he’s distinctly distant from her -

while only drawing closer to Will

This is how he looked at Will during the 404 monologue btw: (gif credit to @palettehao and gayofthefae)

Lastly, I’ll finish this analysis post by swinging back to 402, and to the fact that Mike picking that bouquet? It doesn’t make much sense, timeline-wise. In fact, I honestly can’t figure out when he picked them.

Mike only says, on March 22, that he picked them ‘in Hawkins’ before launching into a nervous, distracting spiel about picking 70:30 purple to yellow, only maybe he picked too much yellow*, etc.

On the morning of March 21 he was still in his underwear reading over a letter to El, and was delayed going to with. He had classes at school, and was preoccupied during lunch bargaining with Eddie, bargaining wi5 various students, and finally bargaining with Erica. Between school and Hellfire he could plausibly have picked them, but that would have required cycling across town and back, when Nancy drove him to school - he didn’t have his bike at school. He also had nowhere to put them, except the backpack that presumably had school supplies in it - those flowers would not have looked so fresh had he shoved them in a backpack. Dustin also doesn’t mention him being gone prior to Hellfire. After hellfire, he went home to be there by 9 - he had to have done, otherwise he wouldn’t have been allowed on the flight.

His flight was at 6:30 and Indiana -> Cali takes 4 hrs 10 minutes. He would have been awake from very early in the morning with Karen, gathering his stuff, and then driving to the airport with adequate time to check-in and board the plane. There isn’t a hope in hell of Karen letting him randomly cycle across town in the dark for an undetermined length of time just to pick some fucking flowers, lmao. There is a strong chance, however, that Karen, the romantic, let him buy flowers and a pen in the Indianapolis airport before boarding the flight. Maybe she even purchased them.

The kicker? The bouquet of flowers had a fancy, polished-looking greeting card attached, one professionally made.

There is something deliciously meta about those flowers. M*levens have adopted yellow and purple as a symbol of the relationship - even though Mike only wore those colours to please her when he was being ‘hokey’ and a ‘knock-off’, to quote Argyle and the costume designer. I’m not even sure El truly favours those colours, as she doesn’t wear them much and doesn’t have any notable items in those colours. For all we know, she was asked if she had any favourite colours and simply picked two that came to mind.

What’s more, it seems very likely that Mike simply lied to her about putting in the effort of getting them himself, and instead relied on something pre-made and commercial. It isn’t impossible that he picked them, however (though the timing is a mystery) - we are shown at the end of the season that the field outside Hopper’s cabin has very similar flowers. But those… well… those have their own implications

*talk about subtext lmao…

To finish, I want to share a delicious finding from @sapphicjopper on twitter from last may - the working name for st4 was Tareco. There’s a song called Tareco & Mariola, all about a girl who knows her lover isn’t right for her, who knows that she doesn’t need him, and who is leaving him - ‘it’s not you who will give me the spring, the beautiful flowers I dreamed of in summer’. It’s reminiscent of the opera Nina - about a woman waiting for her lover, not accepting that he won’t return and be how she desperately wants him to be.

[bemsbigboom]

Bem Dei-ijla B A S I C S

Name: Bem Dei-ijla Nicknames: N/A Age: Early Fifties Nameday: 19th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon Race: Rava Viera Gender: CIS Male Orientation: Pansexual Profession: Handyman.. Cat (Bun?) burglar

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C T S

Hair: Messy. Just above the shoulders. It always seems like he just got out of bed. The hair is black with a very light brown highlights. Eyes: Right eye is a lemon yellow and his left eye is scarlet red. Both eyes glow constantly, having a vibrant life behind them. Skin: Tanish, hazel skin. Freckles throughout his body. Tattoos/scars: Tattoos on both side of his right forearms, his back and his left shoulder. An incision scar over his right eye. A few burn scars, most notably on his left shoulder above his tattoo and his hands.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Unknown to him but he knows that they are deceased. Ceres Dei-ijla (Adoptive Mother) Siblings: Ris Dei-ijla (Adoptive Sister) Grandparents: N/A In-laws and Other: N/A Pets: Rainforest frog, Hopper.

S K I L L S

Abilities: - Quite skilled with daggers in both hands. Some practice with a bow and longsword. Though it's not his first choice.

- As a wood-warder, he was taught in stealth, tracking and hunting.

- Basic fire magic. Has the capabilities to enhance them but chooses not to.

Hobbies: Camping, gambling, stargazing, knife tricks, fishing, eating (like a foodie), pottery (badly)

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Self- confidence. He's able to do challenges head-on, laugh at himself all to a fault. Most Negative Trait: Self- destruction. Sometime his confidence overcomes his own logic. He has been known to push himself to the point of accidently hurting himself. Though he is careful not to hurt others, it can happen.

L I K E S

Colors: Brown, white, red, yellow. Smells: Campfire smoke, woods, fresh cut grass, roasted vegetables, smoked fish. Textures: The small bumps of a toad/frogs skin, feathers from a bird that flew by, the dry paints of a painting. Drinks: Teas, coffees, ciders, cocktails.

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: Occasionally, usually at parties. Drinks: Occasionally. Drugs: Yes, but he doesn't go out of his way to take/get them. If it's offered the answer would be yes. Mount Issuance: N/A Been Arrested: Yes, more than once. More so in his youth than now. He's more careful. :3c

This has been such a huge help to actually sit down and write about Bem. Now to actually finish my carrd. Thanks for tagging me! @this-is-ris

[mondayxmorning]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE !!

Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!

► NAME: tyrone anthony davis jr. ► NICKNAME: ty, big bro, ty jr. ► TITLE(S): college boy's basketball coach. ► AGE: 36-40. ► SPECIES: human. ► SEX: male. ► NATIONALITY: american. ► INTERESTS: watching basketball, thrifting cool yellow mugs and vintage t-shirts (with snoop dogg or tupac), enjoys broadening his music taste and creates dope r&b/rap playlists to play at the parties he hosts, constantly invests on betting games/fantasy football (but is strategic because he's an overthinking saver), loves to visit the beach at sundown, does the occasional hot dog eating contest, and enjoys seeking out learning new things at least once a month (how to roll a joint flawlessly, gameplay tactics, learning asl, how to impress women, etc). ► PROFESSION: college boy's basketball coach. ► EYES: brown. ► HAIR: short and curly black afro. ► POSTURE: slouchy unless at work. ► HEIGHT: 6'1". ► VOICE: deep and strong (loud too) but often soft and sometimes slow to articulate a point. here. ► SIGNATURE OUTFIT: always wears a variety of plain t-shirts with his yellow oversized varsity jacket, sweat pants or athletic shorts with grubby nike or jordan shoes, and all paired with his glamorous watch that never comes off. ► SIGNIFICANT OTHER: verse dependent!! ► COMPANIONS: no pets, however is known for always being close with his sisters (despite the age difference) and grandfather and visits them all alot. ► ANTAGONISTS: idiots! (opposing school coaches and loud parents, anyone whom thinks they're entitled to literally everything, his stalker ex girlfriend). ► STRENGTHS: 3-pointers are his specialty (especially backwards), is a focused painter (loves to do pottery then paint his own designs), can tell real from fake when appraising expensive items (watches, jewelry, shoes), loves spicy food and has no reaction to it, has a heart of gold, is a good listener, will defend his students, knows self-defense (thanks to his upbringing) and according to his sisters "he gives the best hugs". ► WEAKNESSES: can't swim (is also a little self-conscious), took him ages to tie his shoes, falls asleep during boring movies, blasts 90s rap too loud in the car, and sometimes falls too hard too fast over someone he fancies. ► FRUITS: bananas, strawberries, kiwis, red and green grapes, and and apple at lunch each day. ► DRINKS: water, protein strawberry/strawberry banana or spinach smoothies, the occasional can of Pepsi and 2% milk. ► ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: if offered, he likes: Corona beers and a refreshing Arnold Palmer. ► SMOKES: yes, only local pre-rolled (or rolled by his own hands) mj joints on weekends. ► DRUGS: yes, see above. ► DRIVER’S LICENSE: yes.

stolen from: myself, tagging: @elegancemultimuse, @ghostsxagain, @the-wonderland-jinx, @spllledwlne, @ssvperboy, @wehavefoundthestars, @theseancekid, @horrorscommodity, @heroexxs, @muchallure, @morexfuntomiss and you!

[catadioptrics]

“Rules”: repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, feel free to add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!

tagged by: Just doing it to mess around this time tagging: Feel free to steal

B A S I C S

Name: Daigo Kaminaga Age: 25 / 19 during Platinum Birthdate: September 24 Species: Human Gender: Trans male Orientation: Homoromantic demisexual Profession: Painter, coordinator, Pokémon daycare assistant (on the weekends)

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Strawberry blonde with streaks in red and pink, reaching down to his chin. Very fluffy. Naturally dark brown, but he bleaches it. Eyes: Pinkish red, usually half-lidded which makes him look either stern or sleepy depending on the context. Naturally bright green, he wears contacts. Skin: Olive, with few scars and blemishes. Usually seen with paint stains on his face from getting distracted at work. Height: 1,83m / 6′0″. Weight: 70kg / 154lbs. Thin and lanky because he tends to forget to eat when he gets inspired.

F A M I L Y

Siblings: Itsuki Kaminaga (22, younger brother), Kuroko Kaminaga (21, younger sister) Parents: Jun Kaminaga (father, psychiatrist), Hansa Hosuwan (mother, surgeon) Grandparents: Paternal grandparents are both deceased, maternal grandparents don’t live in Sinnoh Other Relatives: None that are particularly notable Any Pets? Aside from the Pokémon on his team, he raises a group of Combee on his backyard so they can help with gardening.

S K I L L S

Pokémon training, painting, sculpting, gardening, performing in contests (and also latent aura sensitivity that he doesn’t even realize he has)

T R A I T S

STRENGTHS. Polite, wise, careful, compassionate, thoughtful WEAKNESSES. Timid, indecisive, stubborn, distant, self-critical

L I K E S

Colors: Yellow, red, orange, pink Smells: Flowers, rain, dirt roads, air conditioning Textures: Yarn, paintbrushes, silk, wood Drinks: Soda, hot chocolate, mocktails, berry juice

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes?: No Drugs: No Driver License: Yes but hates to drive Ever Been Arrested?: No, absolutely terrified of doing anything illegal

[florats]

ABC DATES @sillygirlkat @barbecuebaby

A - AXE THROWING / AUGUST 1ST / APPLE PICKING / ANNE FRANKE COSPLAYING / ASS EATING B - BOWLING / BAR FIGHT / BARFING TOGETHER / BULIMIA / BUBBLE BLOWING C - COFFEE DATE / CIRUS / CAR SEX / CATAPULTING ROCKS INTO PEOPLES WINDOWS / CANDEL LIT DINNER D - DAVE & BUSTERS / DINNER / DRUNK DRIVING / DUCK CALLING / DANCING / E - EGG PAINTING / ELEPHANT RIDING / EPSTEINS ISLAND / EASTER ISLAND ADVENTURE / ELMERS GLUE STICK FUN PARTY F - FISHING / FART SMELLING / FORAGING THROUGH THE FOREST FOR MIXED BERRIES G - GOFUR HUNTING / GOKARTING / H - HELLFIRE / HIKING / HELLICOPTOR RIDE I - ICE CASTLES / ICE CREAM / ICE SKATING / ICE CICLE MURDER J - JACK O' LANTERN CARVING / JERKING IT IN THE WOODS / JELLY FISH, JELLY FISH SWIMMING K - KILLER WHALE SPOTTING / KITE / KARATE PARTY / KETAMINE / KARAOKE L - LINE DANCING / LIMO RIDE / LICKING PUBLIC DOOR HANDLE / LIMBO M - MOM / MOVIE / MITCH / MOVIE / MAGIC SHOW N - NACY DREW MUSUEM / NELLY CONCERT / NIGHT RIDE / NACHO DATE O - OFF YOUR SELVES / OPAL HUNTING / ORAL SEX / OX HUNTING P - PUSSY COMPETITION / PARIS / PAINTING DATE / PENIS TICKLE PARTY Q - QUILT MAKING / QUARTER COLLECTING / QUIZNOS / QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACKING / R - ROLLER SKATIN / RUSSELL HUNT / RADIO FREQUENCY CHANNEL SURFIN / RIBS S - SKRILLEX CONCERT / STAR GASZING / SURFING / SUSHI DATE / STRIP CLUB BLOW JOBS / SEX IN THE FUCKING SEX IN THE BEACH SEX IN THE FUCKING GOD DAMN MUHFUCKIN TRUCK IDK T - TRAMPOLINE PARK / TRAFFICKING / TRAILER PARK PARTY / TRAILER PARK PARTY / TOM AND JERRY / U - UR MOM / UPERCUTTING STRANGERS / UKULELE LESSONS ? UNCLEE SITTING V - VIKINGS GAME / VERGINERRRRR / VIOLIN LESSONS / VIDEO GAMES W - WATER BOARDING / WAGON RIDING / WATER BOARDING TERRORIST / WATER PARK PARTY / WINTER OLYMPICS X - X-RAY DATE / XYLOPHONE LESSONS / X RATED FISHING / X RATED STORE DATE / XENOPHOBIA Y - YOYO RIDE / YODELING / YELLOW SNOW MAKING AND EATING / YELLOWSTONE / YELAWULF / YAMAKA MAKING Z - ZEBRA RIDING / ZOO / ZACK EFRON STALKING / ZEBRA RIDING / ZIT POPPING / ZACH BRYAN CONCERT / ZOMBIE APOCOLYPS PREPERATION

[butterflychaos]

:/: IC TAG DROP

aesthetic tags:

࿐ ˚ . ✦ a e s t h e t i c ┊ ❛ her trouble is that she falls in love with every pretty thing. ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ w o r d s ┊ ❛ her aura is made of poetry, roses and galaxies. ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ p h i l o s o p h y ┊ ❛ give us bread but give us roses ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ m u s i c ┊ ❛ maybe we will wake up singing ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ a p p e a r a n c e ┊ ❛ luminous tendril of celestial wish ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ f a s h i o n ┊ ❛ there is a hidden agenda in the fragility of romance ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ a r c h i t e c t u r e ┊ ❛ all palaces are temporary palaces ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ r w b y ┊ ❛ let me tell you about the birds and the bees ; the moon and the stars. ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ b r o a d w a y ┊ ❛ the earth is like a child that knows poems by heart ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ n a t u r e ┊ ❛ branches shudder beneath the frequencies of their creator ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ h a r r y p ┊ ❛ one day she realised he was made of light. ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ a r t ┊ ❛ eating yellow paint ❜

࿐ ˚ . ✦ i s m s ┊ ❛ if we studied birds maybe we could learn to be free ❜

[poisonmypleasure]

Sweet Lies

suna rintarou x male reader

⚠️ smut: dominant bottom suna at the beginning, suna in a skirt, overstimulation, stomach bulging, marking, creampie, piss, degradation, hints of corruption (i think), flexible suna

You are a fucking liar. Suna Rintarou had collected a few proofs for that.

As his boyfriend, you brand yourself as a caring one, more than Suna at least, not like the middle blocker does not care for you. You always provide him for his needs, even unconsciously. 

You love taking care of him, whether you would put a more-than-enough portion of your food on his plate, do his laundry after yours or drop everything to give him company when he is sad. You love to spoil him to give him happiness and joy.

He got confused when you always got home late this month, only passing by him with a low hum of acknowledgement before showering then off to bed in only your pajama pants, which adds more to the temptation. 

Not sparing a glance, not eating dinner or supper with him, not spending quality time with him, not touching him at all, ranging from affectionate cuddles to sensual rubbing of his skin. Hell, he would even want you to break him, leave bite marks and bruises to remind him of how you handle him in bed. 

So, no. You were not caring for him. He needs you and you are one of his needs. 

As you walked in through the apartment door when the moon is most awake, putting your shoes on the short rack, you turn inwards to meet a sight of Suna wearing one of your button-up shirt, one that you usually put on for uni, paired with a maroon skirt that shows half of his bare thighs. 

He even decorated his shins and calves with a black lace stockings below his knees, accentuating his thighs more. The first three buttons were undone to display his collarbone and some of his chest, his fingers nimbly playing with the edge of his skirt, head tilted slightly with a soft smirk, but the lust in his battling grey and yellow eyes are nowhere near soft, sharpened by the dark eyeliner he drew to prepare, even his dark brown hair was combed. 

All efforts are about to be a ruined mess anyway.  

Each step he took constricts the flow of air into your lungs, his gaze on you collects more sweat under your T-shirt with the help of heat collected by your unzipped hoodie. Suna immediately latches his lips onto yours when he arrived in front of you, abdomen already pressing onto yours too, hands are quick to work to get your hoodie off, then your damp T-shirt, your body all his to feel, your scent of hardwork are greedily sniffed when his breath is taken away by your hungry mouth. 

A big question was formed when your words are a contrast to your predatory tongue that was almost down his throat earlier.

“R-Rin! Not tonight, okay? I’m tired…”

Those were not the words he wishes to hear. His disappointment was mirrored by his fingers trailing upwards, nails slightly burying in your skin to paint it a weak red, moving from your stomach, your chest, your shoulders before finally going around to interlock behind your neck. 

His beautiful frowning lips and narrowing eyes challenge you in silence for an explanation of your rejection. You shakily mumble the answer because of his teasing nibbles on your neck, occasional hard bites to shape hickeys on it.

“I’ve been finishing my assignments… It was n-not a breeze, I can tell you that- Ah~”

One particular bite was too deep for you to continue, your palms reacted to hold his waist firmly and your boyfriend started to grind his crotch onto you from the sensation, to get more of it. He whimpers from the feeling, poking the hickey that he made with his tongue then licking more of your skin upwards towards your bottom lip, panting hot breaths into your mouth.

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N~ I know you want me too~” he threatened you in a sultry tone, probably the only person you would want to get threats from.

“Seriously, Rin… I feel like I’m gonna pass out…”

Your mouth said that but did otherwise. You can feel Suna smirk into the kiss that you brought him into in reflex, in need of his taste on your tongue. Like Suna said, you are a fucking liar and he did not even have to prove it by himself.

“I’ll get what I want, baby. Just lie down and take it~”

In a tight liplock, the tall middle blocker pulled you into the bedroom and pushed you to lie on the bed, just like he told you to. You are too tired to move, so you just let him undo your pants and take them off along with your briefs. 

Suna chuckles at the sight of your hard cock that was very much not tired as you mentioned, swollen red and leaking pre-cum already. He crawls up your laid down figure to face you again for another messy kiss, grinding his hips down on your crotch. Only now that you realized he was not wearing anything under the skirt, send your head somewhere else when you can feel your tip rubbing his loose opened hole.

“I even dressed up for you, baby. Already prepared myself too. Do you know how much I want you inside of me for weeks? Of course not! Hell, who you been fucking with recently?!”

He grabbed your chin roughly, venom dripping from his hushed warning. His grinding slows down to ease the head of your cock into his rim. Gosh, what a pathetic liar you are, being under him with your hips weakly thrusting up to get more of you inside him.

“You are mine, Y/N! Now, I’m gonna fucking ride you until I’m satisfied from the weeks of you abandoning me,”

Your throat forced out a groan from him sitting down fully, your length being engulfed by his wet and warm walls, still tight from his prep.  He did not waste any time to start riding you, bouncing on your cock, reminding you how good he is at this, at pleasuring you, though currently, it is all for himself. He is using you like you are his own personal dildo, like you are just a toy that he pushes in to stimulate his prostate. 

You moaned at the feeling of his sloppy insides wetting your cock, squeezing you and definitely not letting you out. You are to stay inside of him for the rest of the night, when all of this is finished. It did not take long for you to throb then release your hot liquid inside him, he laughed at that or what he could let out from his heavy breathing. That did not make him stop his movements, fueling his body to ride you harder until the bed squeaks.

“Baby, you cummed so much inside me- Gosh! You’re so warm! And still hard! You had the nerve to pretend to not like it. You need this just as much as I do~”

Suna threw his head back, exaggerating whines with his tongue out at the feeling of your sperm melting his guts. The way your shaft basically rips his prostate quickens his upcoming orgasm, spilling onto your stomach to mark you alongside his art of bites on your skin. 

His harsh jumps turn into swivelling but it does not mean it is gentle. You hiss from the sensitivity of his soft inner muscles gripping your swollen length, plus your own warm cum adding the squishing and it sure drives you crazier and loopier than before. 

You grip his hips to try stopping his aggressive grinding, his own grip is to pin your hands next to your head, your eyes wide in a second of shock when he gives you a sinister smirk and a lick of his mess of lips.

“Be a good boy for me, Y/N. I still want more~”

He repeats his actions of gyrating his hips to push your stiff cock so deep that a bulge appears and disappears on his stomach almost in a beat and you witness it every time your eyelids have the energy to stay open. 

As if your waist was about to break, he thrusts down onto you to increase the rubbing on his own wet and hard cock on your navel to chase his second orgasm, which is already aching but it is too good not to cum again.

 

The sensation makes him moan so loud to rile you up, get you as wild as him. Joining his sounds, your animal-like panting motivates him to move himself faster so that you could get what he is chasing too. 

Cumming for the second time just about a breath away from him, you grunted when he clamps you inside repeatedly. His hips stopped for a while as his whole body trembles reactively from that mind-blowing orgasm, feeling you fill him up more till some leak out, he could feel it all that his eyes cross, laughing drunkishly.

“S-see! I made you cum again! Can anyone else other than me d-do this to you?! Can those whores make you cum so much?!”

He growled on your lips before biting them, pulling you in to make out in a messy and hungry manner. Suna may have lost some of his strength from the energetic movements and the two draining peaks of his that you are able to push both of your bodies up into a sitting position, your length growing inside him, still pressing against his sweet spot. Your boyfriend’s enticing cries in your mouth fires up your hunger, devouring his mouth more, holding his waist tightly. 

This is the beginning of your lies. He knew this when he sensed his ass being lifted and dragged back down to stab his already sensitive nerves inside and you do it again, then again and continue. He struggles to keep his lips clinging with yours, unable to prevent the loud cries to fall out, tears already messing the black of his eyeliner, smudging his face along with his leaking drool. 

The people in his and your circle would call you ‘the gentle boyfriend’ for always treating him kindly. You hold his hand to calm him down, place a soft peck on his knuckle even to let the butterflies in him fly around. You put your warm palm under his back for comfort, giving him a tender smile when he turns to you to let him know you are there for him. 

As if you do not break that back of his at every night of chance. 

The way you treat him in bed is far from gentle and he does not mind at all. He even begs for you to be rough with him. The act just annoys him sometimes when that voice of lust in his head shouts “LIAR!” at you. 

Your current actions stand in solidarity with that inner voice of his when his limp body was handled by you. Your palms are now harshly pushed under his built thighs to move him, your cock thrusting inside him so deep that he could picture the image in his fucked out head. 

Chanting your name like a curse, his voice carries his fading energy, screaming when his dick only leaks cum from the friction onto your pressing abdomen.

“Y/N- Please! Not too f-fast- AH!”

He screams when you pick up the pace, handling him to fuck your cock into him. He moves up and down while you just sit on the bed, using him as a fucktoy. His pleas went deaf in your ears, only grunting into his and even biting his earlobes. 

When his nails dig to bleed your shoulder blades, you push his back onto the bed, his legs thrown over your shoulder. That did not seem to stop him from scratching you, now his hands reside on your back, drawing more red lines. 

His next orgasm only allowed droplets when his hole got filled with your cum. He panics when you continue your rough thrusts and not leave his definitely swollen prostate alone. Your abuse to his sweet spot is just as torturous to the ones you give to his toned body, your shirt that he wore got ripped without care, teeth biting his chest, neck, nipples that leave him shouting from pain and pleasure.

“B-baby! Stop! I can’t-”

You interrupted his cries with your lips, his already having cuts from your harsh bites. Your thrust could possibly get harder, prodding deeper on his bruised prostate that his hands fall on the bed to grip it. His whole figure jolted upwards when you push in time with your thrusts until his head felt light, his head no longer lays on the bed as it hovers from the edge.

More lies. 

Your sweet smile? Gone. All he could see from his bobbing head and hazy sight is a look of anger, frustration, even disgust towards him.

They say you are innocent. The day his volleyball captain, Kita, brought a first-year into the gym, everyone coddled you, treating you like their cute little brother.

Who the fuck is this guy that fucks him like a slut, one hand stroking his barely hard and hurting dick to rail him into another peak?

They say you are an obedient young man. You always listen to your upperclassmen when they ask you to run an errand, to obey instructions.

Then, why are you not listening to him when he tells you to slow down, to stop and give him a breather?

They say you are patient. You wait for your turn to talk. You wait for your turn to receive your prize for your excellence.

Who is this man devouring him, pounding into him like there is no tomorrow, not slowing down at all, like this is your last chance to do what you want?

All these lies circling around his barely functioning head, you managed to pant out the greatest truth of the night.

When he only squirts out sharp streams of watery liquid for his orgasm, which he lost count already, you laughed sadistically.

“You really thought I was out there fucking whores, Rin? Why would I...?”

He gasped in a higher pitch even though his throat hurts when you pick his hips up again, his whole upper body would fall off the bed if his arms did not hold onto your shoulders. You sit yourself at the edge of the bed, back hunched forward a bit due to Suna’s hanging weight on you with him holding onto you like an animal in heat.

“...when I already have one right now?” 

You smirked at his look of fear, beginning to rock his hips for you to fuck into him like a fleshlight once again. Continuous fuck fest between you both that Suna preserve his strength left for him to slowly place his palms onto the floor, half of his body off the bed in a somewhat handstand position, his legs still around your waist with his ass still filled to the brim with your flowing cum and still hard cock.

Gosh, you love when he does this. His flexible waist allows him to be in this position where his defined abs showcase a clear view of your moving cock in his stomach. You could not help yourself to lower forward a bit too to press the bump with your palm, Suna screams as his empty limp cock unable to spray cum but piss all over his bent abdomen.

“Wow! Rin, look at that! You can’t even cum anymore that you became a piss whore!” you teased him.

“Y/N… I can’t… No m-more, please…”

“Aw~ You’re tired already? I barely even moved. I can still go for hours…”

His gaze only on the dull bedroom wall in front of him, head dizzy from being upside down in between his buckling arms, his whole body shaking almost every second, not looking straight at your menacing smirk. 

The sight of a fucked out Suna bending his back on your dick in only his soaked and darker maroon skirt from his piss and his still hugging lace stockings, it turns you on to fuck him more like you did not just nut in him about four times already.

You are a fucking liar, from the moment you walked into the apartment that night. You are not tired at all.

a/n: not proofread (as if i'm gonna do it later 💀) and idk, i puked this out with the rush of cramping 'flexible' and 'nice abs' suna headcanons. yes, i wanna rail this man, what about it ⁉️🙄

[rose-likesto-write]

Is it Love?

Pairing: Jun K x fem reader (mention of Taecyeon and other members)

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst

AU!: University, Werewolf

Word count: 2.4 K

Rating: T

A/N: this fanfiction is not related with the werewolf reaction.... I mean to say the plot shared in the reaction. Second of all, I am sorry for the abruptness in whole fanfic especially in the end. 😭 Please give me your feedback🥺

Tagged: @chicken-fifi

Summary: Neither of you and Jun knew each other. Heck, you weren't aware of each other's existence but what happens when a class project collaboration brings you to together? You liked each other's company and that's it? Nope, you were slowly forming a crush on him but couldn't confess due to a variety of reasons and him as always? Damn his poker face... But, I really mean but what happens when he sees his girl being a crying mess and being so hurt. Will he take a stand ? Most importantly, will he realise his feelings for you or his past won't let him? Will everything come to a standstill or there is a hope?

“The project is due in the next two days!! What are you gonna do now Y/N?” your best friend Mia whispered as the class was still going on. “I really don’t know Mia. I really don’t k-

“What, you don't know Ms Y/N? I was gonna ask this question’s answer from you and I still will.” Your professor turned towards your direction with a glare.

“Sir, I am sorry but the answer is Haemophilia. Haemophilia is a rare condition that affects the blood's ability to clot and is usually inherited.”

The eyes of your professor reflected a proud look before turning the look into a cold glare, “That's great but then why did you scream, ‘I really don’t know’. If it's something else that’s bothering you, you are most welcome to speak to me or any of the professors, okay? It's for you all students. I hope that I am clear and now, the next question is” After the class got over, he called you and Mia in his office.

“Now, tell me what happened. It’s oka-” You shook your head gently before speaking up, “Sir, you know the projects that were to be submitted for the History Fair at the end of this week? Someone has ruined my whole project s-sir. I r-really d-don’t k-kn-know what to do now. Both the model and the report has gone. Had it been only a model, I could have understood especially because there were changes to be made but it’s file too. The model got stolen while the file which was kept in the locker, someone h-has t-torn the pages and spilled paints’ water.”

you fell down on the floor crying and you had every right because you spent freakin 3 months. How the hell were you supposed to complete the whole 90 days stuff in the next barely 2 days even if you miss school, food or sleep. It was a big NO.

Mia picked you up and the professor gently patted your head and made you calm down. “I will see, what can I do, hmm? Try to make the model and submit it while for the file I will speak to the department head of history.” He gave you a small smile before you all left the office.

The rest of the day was going okayish? At least that was better than being all sad and crying but fate didn’t want it at the moment when the school was about to end.

You were going to the cafeteria to eat something but certain whistles, hollering and screams stopped your movement and turned around to see Yuna, Jacob and their whole gang being all happy for some reason.

You were about to turn around until an orangish-yellow bundle sorta of sheets caught you up. Were these my sheets? But they don’t steal stuff like this?’ your mind was clouded with these thoughts.

Though you tried to remove these thoughts but when they took your name, “We are gonna beat all of these people!!! Alice, Jake, Y/N, Jun and all.. We will win!” you knew that you would get emotional so you rushed off towards the ground ignoring a gaze that followed your every movement and felt the push to talk to you.

This said person wasn’t like this ever but after meeting you he did change as much as he doesn’t wanna accept but everyone who knows him saw this change. After all it was a happy and positive change; the question arose is till when will he ignore it?

“Y/N? H-hey? Why are you cr- “J-Jun….” you hugged him tightly taking him off guard but he responded to you with the same warmth. “Hey, it's gonna be okay, hmm? Come here?” He took you to the other side of the ground because he hated the attention he got or you both will get so, using his supernatural powers he changed places especially he has mastered them so finely that at times, it's so silent and calm to realise that the powers were used in the first place?

“Y/N, is it that month o- “No, Jun… It’s not t- “Then what happened love? Why are you crying?” did he really call you ‘love’ but this is not the correct time. “Its stupid though. The reason is really st-stupid but someone st-stole my p-project for the h-history f-fair a-and w-we don’t have much time. My hard work has gone t-

“Y/N, love! listen to me. Look in my eyes. Yes, that's good. Now listen, love you can’t cry like this, okay? I know how important this project is for you but it's not more important than your health. Look at you, what did you do to yourself uh?” before he could further continue you stopped him in the middle, “You aren’t understanding Jun. This History project is important as it is part of my this year’s dissertation which is also a third of my grade and if the examiner and dept heads of history and psychology will like and approve of it, I can get a scholarship b-but n-now i…”

“Shush love. I am so sorry that you have to go through this but you can find a way. We will find a way babe.We will do it. Do you wanna have something? ” You just nodded your head as there was no energy left and he scooped you up in his arms before you could even protest placing his finger over your lips, walking towards his car.

What just happened today? First the whole day got ruined because of the project, then you got noticed by your crush who called you love and babe. He even hugged you, gave reassurance and also carried you in his arms and spent the rest of his time with you.

What did the Gods and fate had planned for you? It's kinda sweet but overwhelming and confusing as well, especially your feelings for him which you thought had side tracked are back on the mainstream again.

The next morning you woke up with a slight headache because of the mental exhaustion you had and as you were about to use the bathroom, a notification on your phone made you curious considering it was a saturday practically a day off. Upon swiping right, opening the screen the notification from Jun ♡ made your heart flutter.

Jun♡: Hey, Y/N.. I know that we don’t have any time left but I did some research and found a project that you can do at least the model would take a day’s time but its size would be small but i am sure its worth your grade. If you are interested , just text me back and I will come to pick up at 10 am.

Y/N: Sure!!! Thank you so much Jun.. You are the best!

As soon as you closed the message app, your eyes widened at the time. It's already 9:40 am, which means you have 15 mins left and the rest 5 mins you ask? 3 mins of discussion on clothes and 2 mins to eat a biscuit and some juice. Therefore, you rushed inside the bathroom.

Monday was way too early than it should be maybe because you were lost in thoughts of Jun, of course the project. Mia was absent today which made you sad but out of nowhere Jun came in to support you and your professor told you that the file for the project isn’t due the first week of next month which made you breathe an air of relief. The fair had begun and in general the response was also good but the result of the project wasn’t disclosed.

“Thank you so much Jun for everything. I really don’t know how to thank you for the research papers, the project. Thank you so much.” You tip-toed to give him a tight hug, making him reciprocate it and ruffling your hair. “Well you can thank me, by letting me be the part of the file you are writing because even if you have the psychology part as a major thing but the history and its military warfare is something which I can help you with.”

The next couple of weeks were spent either at the library or at Jun’s place. It was all papers, scissors, glitters, pens, fevicol, pictures and undecided discussions on the arrangement and presentation of sheets but at the same time some intimate moments between the two of you. I know intimate is a small word with big meaning but the moments were too intimate and sweet for you both, at least for you, like the way he held your hand or slid his arm on your waist, pulled you closer to him whenever he felt some unnecessary gaze towards you, he would glare, or the time he would gently feed you, listening to your stupid talk and rant with a small smile.

You had gone crazy for him but only if he felt that way. Sometimes, he might like you but at other times, let's not talk about it after Lia came into the picture.

The only thing you know is that Lia is a distant cousin of Yuna. They are bipolar opposites and that not only is Lia mysterious and cold but she is kinda fierce from what others have said but something is off about her.

The last few days, you spent your time alone or Mia helping you here and there. Jun hasn’t contacted you, not that you minded but still having someone speak to you like you mean something and then suddenly not, hurts badly. “So, Y/N we are done!! All the best for your submission.” Mia said excitedly, making you smile, “No, thank you for being there with me helping me along with Ju- “Your boyfriend? Nah, I should thank you for not making me feel the third wheel. Anyways, let me get going now.” After bidding her goodbye, you prepared for the next day and when you were about to sleep you received a text.

Jun♡: Good Night Love. You did well and all the best!!!! Sorry, couldn’t be there for you these days as I had some work and no, don’t reply to me. It's late and you should go to sleep.

A stupid smile graced your face before you kicked your legs in the air. The next morning you met Mia standing at the gate of school and along with her were Jun’s bestfriends except for him. “Good Morning guys!” a series of good mornings was heard.

“Ready?” Taecyeon asked. “Can we see your file? Of course it's your choice” Wooyoung added to which you nodded. You opened your file and showed them and briefly explained it. “So, how is it? Do you think they would like it?”

“They would love it!!!” they said, making you all laugh but your eyes were finding him. “Umm, where is J-

“He is with Lia.” Taecyeon said rather with a cold tone. “Hey everyone.” a feminine voice said, making you all turn to its source, Lia was standing with Jun who had an unreadable expression. She was all smiles till she saw you, she cleared her throat and forced a smile when she shook hands with you before speaking, “So, are Y/N? You are really pretty. That's why Jun was so whi- “Lia, it's more than enough” Jun said while glaring at her. “Anyways, Y-

“All the best Y/N! Anyways, I have to leave with my fiance Jun” She said with a sarcastic smile, making all eyes turn into glare except for your eyes which expressed disappointment and sadness. You bid them farewell and went away.

Again Jun’s eyes followed your movement but he can’t stop you, does he even have the right to do so?

Later in the evening, you sat down with your thoughts and situations reflecting upon them but the train of thoughts came to a halt when you got a call from the person whose call you least expected.

Y/N: H-Hello?

Jun: Y-Y/N, come down right now.

Y/N:W-what ?

Jun: There is something you must know. Please, come down!

Hearing his pleading, you ran down in the way you were dressed up in a camisole with a shrug and shorts to him. “Wow!” Jun exclaimed when he saw you but he got a punch on his chest. “What do you mean by wow? I ran down without any proper clothes a-

“I am sorry and take this. Come, we have to be somewhere” He placed his jacket over your body and took you towards the destination. “Where are we going?” you asked as you sat in the passenger seat. “My home love. There is something you must know.”

The car stopped at his gate, he then opened your side’s door but when you started walking towards his house, he stopped you. “Not here Y/N, we will go to my garden.” Once you reached there, the whole area was decorated with fairy and golden lights and a table for two was set. “Y/N, before we go and sit there. I finally mustered up the courage to tell you something. You see Lia, what she said in the morning was completely wrong. She did it out of spite”, you looked into his eyes which were full of various emotions “uh? What do you mean?”

“Lia was the one who was made to be my future partner or something because of our family interests and the certain customs and practices we follow but in the past something had happened, because of which I couldn’t forgive myself but after I spoke to Taecyeon, I came to know that it wasn’t my fault and it was L-Lia and h-her family. I am sorry, if my actions and behaviour these past days hurted you. I was scared that if Lia had seen you with me, she would have hurted you. I am sorry Y/N and also that I like you alot. I really do but if y-

You tiptoed and kissed his cheek, “Its okay Jun and I really like you as well. I am happy that this came in before things further could have been hampered and damaged.”

“So, are we good to go?” he asked with a cheeky smile. “Of course my wolf” you winked at him before going to sit. “W-what?’' “I know bub.. You are my werewolf.”

[hanniiesuckle17]

Stray Kids Reaction: S/o Having A Big Baby Bump

A/n: this is such a cute request! I hope this is what you wanted! I wanted to try something a lil different since it's more of a reaction than a scenario🥰❤❤❤❤❤

Requested by: @unvrsecosmoss 

Chan:

HAPPY BOI

the second your belly gets big he gets so excited 

like bouncing up and down off the walls excited

“Chris calm down”

“BUT LOOK ITS SO CUTE OUR LITTLOE BOY OR HGIRL IS IN THERE ASLAFJDSFMDVLSOJFW”

“How do you even speak like that?”

like his inner dad immediately comes out

he probably starts reading and memorizing more parenting books

you woke up like a month before the due date and Chris had literally swaddled you

.......in a blanket.....

like a baby

granted....it was the best night sleep you had in a while but...still

overall he is just so excited to become a dad when he sees your big baby bump

although the boys are very done with him giving them pureed food during lunch breaks

this man is so ready to be a father

he loves you baby bump so much

he really likes to sleep behind you so he can have a hand on your stomach so in the middle of the night he can feel his son or daughter kick

Minho:

probably wakes up one morning and is like:

“.......your stomach is huge.....”

“Yeah its been like that for a couple months.”

the cats have most definitely sat ontop of your belly 

he finds it so cute

he took like a billion pictures of it

ngl though he is super obsessed with your belly

like he loves watching you cook and coming up and putting his hands on your belly

if you ask him nicely he might even give you a back rub but only if you let the cats sit on your belly again

minho has been pretty chill throughout the entire pregnancy

even when you had all those weird cravings he will wait until you walk out of the room to gag at the combination of food you are eating

“Y/n stay still!!!”

“Minho this cat is digging its nails into your future daughter!”

“.............the cats name is Soongi.”

“Geez. Sorry.”

“Now hold still. Daddy wants a picture of his baby and his baby mama”

Changbin:

THIS MAN

THE HAPPIEST MAN ON THE PLANETTT

the second

no

the MILLISECOND this man notices your baby bump gets bigger he is all over your tummy

this man will not stop touching you

he loves seeing how big your bump is

when he is bored he likes to take your eyeliner and draw a face on your belly

he calls it Mr.Bumpy

they talk about future plans for your baby and ngl.....its pretty cute

“Mr.Bumpy should we paint the nursery yellow or white?”

“You’re right Mr. Bumpy. That’s exactly what I thought. 

“Binnie you’ve been talking to my belly for like an hour and I’m hungry.”

 but he loves your belly 

he thinks you look super cute the bigger you belly gets

until he accidentally pisses you off during one of your mood swings

then you are scarier the grim reaper himself

“SEO LEWIS CHANGBIN YOU GET YOUR BUTT BACK HERE!” 

“I didn’t mean to !!!1 I’m sorry babbyyyyyy!”

Hyunjin:

This man is so 

WHIPPED

like he was whipped for you before you got pregnant but like now that your baby bump is getting bigger is more whipped than you thought possible

(y’all hyunjin be simpin)

but like for real

you ask this man to do anything and I mean anything and he will do it

“HYunjin!!!”

“what? yes? are you okay? what can I do? should I run to the store? Ill get pizza on the way back! or noodles? I don’t know. what about pickles! You liked those yesterday!” 

“.....can you get the tea kettle down for me?”

“oh....yeah of course baby!”

literally will do anything you ask him 

he just loves seeing you with your big baby bump

“hyunjin will you do aegyo for me? pretty please?????”

“........no......”

*points to baby bump*

aegyo storm for the next two hours just to make you smile

literally loves taking pictures with you and your big bump and always brags about it when he shows someone his lock screen

Jisung:

like hyunjin he is WHIPPED

will let you literally do anything to him

he doesn't do skincare but like you made him to a whole 14 step routine one day and he sat through the whole gosh darn thing because he loved seeing you with you big bump

the second you tummy gets really big he starts talking to his son or daughter

its the cutest thing

you swear that the baby kicks every time they hear his voice

“baby can I braid your hair?”

“.........can I talk to the baby.....”

“sure!”

“YES!” *fist pumps*

is definitely the type that is you have a big bump around Halloween to convince you to wear a baby bump related couple costume if you are going to a party or something

needless to say to the skz Halloween party you went as mike and sully with your belly being mike

he was very happy

“Ji! People keep looking at my tummy!”

“I KNOW ITS SO CUTE I CANT FUNCTION!”

he also probably has minor freakouts because your numb getting bigger means one day closer to him being a father so pre parental panic attacks come more often

Felix:

this weirdo

is obsessed with your big tummy in the weirdest way

but also like low-key the sweetest

when you are sitting next to each other on the couch he uses your belly as like a second table 

he has also used your belly as a pillow sometimes (with your permission ofc)

again another man that is available for your every need\

Felix is the king of helping you roll out of bed because you balance is thrown off

also he makes these incredible meals out of your weird cravings (we know he has been quite the little chef and baker recently)

“Felix omg how did you turn pickles, hot sauce, and peanut butter into this?”

“I have no clue myself. I think I blacked out and Gordon Ramsay took over”

also one of the ones who likes talking to your baby bump

he is constantly having his hand on your belly

“Felix you have to go to rehearsal”

“BUT WHAT IF IT  K I C K S ?????//?”

he just loves looking and touching your big bump it makes him smile feeling his little boy or girl 

(probably also a huge advocate for baby bump Halloween costumes)

Seungmin:

the MOST CARING BOI  E V E R

seeing your big baby bump makes his caring side come out 

“baby are you using the cream the doctor gave us?” 

“yes seungmin”

“what about the vitamins”

“yes seungmin”

“does this shirt match my jacket”

“yes seungmin”

*pushing him out the door so he can get to practice only three hours later than he was supposed to*

you can pretty much guilt him into doing anything you want by just pointing to your belly and reminding him he got you into this situation for nine months.

“you wanna watch a movie and do face masks with me?”

“eh not really”

*points to stomach* “baby bump.”

“clay or sheet?”

but while he doesn't say that he loves your bump he really likes seeing it

especially when you are just kind of lounging around the house in sweats and a baggy t-shirt that is not as baggy as it used to be

seungmin also really loves when you hold hands with him and the rest your hands on your tummy

Jeongin:

can someone tell me the full link to this video omg too cute ^^

this poor baby

seeing your big tummy just like a constant lovely reminder that he will be a father in a couple of months

he loves how cute you look with your big tummy

but eventually it leads him to a freakout

“y/n we haven't painted a nursery yet!!!”

“jeongin....honey we have two months left. its okay”

“y/n I don’t know how to change a diaper”

“innie you don’t have to-......yeah you should get on that baby”

*runs to watch 8347697 videos on how to change a diaper and falls through a yt baby funnel*

the minute your baby bump starts to show he goes into overdrive

he started packing your hospital bags when you were 4 months in

“innie I don't need......a.....what is this??”

“its a pregnancy pillow.”

“innie its bigger than me how are you fitting it in the bag”

but he loves your bump

probably another boy who finds the bump costumes cute but its most likely your idea

he most definitely has asked chan on how to father lessons 

seungmin probably also gave him one of those parenting for dummies books but he actually read it at night before he sleeps (omg too cute)

Requests are open my lovelies!

Masterlist

[whumpzone]

On the idea of Rowe old master being mad if a guest was kind to Rowe when he didn't deserve it. What if one of Tommases (i blanked on spelling there) friends where nice to him and he got scared?

oh hell yeah anon YOUR MIND!!

-

Master Tomas was so excited to have his guest over. Rowe was sure of it. He checked himself twice, thrice, four times in the mirror, fixing stray hairs Rowe couldn’t even see, and his speech was torn between telling Rowe how lovely his guest was, and making sure Rowe didn’t mind. Rowe always told him it was fine. He knew it wasn’t his place to have an opinion anyway, and truth be told, he liked seeing Master so giddy. A happy Master was a good thing.

“I’ve told him about you,” said Master, and Rowe couldn’t help feeling a flicker of pride. “So you can meet him too and say hello. Or! You can stay in your room. We won’t mind either way.”

“I- I w-would like to meet him, Master,” Rowe hazarded.

It was the right answer. Master smiled brightly at him. “Oh, that’ll be so lovely, pal.”

-

Master’s friend introduced himself as Luca. He was almost Rowe’s height, maybe a wisp taller, and wore a shy smile. His dark, neat hair was held up above his temple by a pretty hair clip with a golden sun on it. When it caught the light, it shone like a lighthouse, and Rowe realised he was staring far too late.

He knelt neatly in the corner of the living room, trying not to listen as Master offered Luca a glass of wine and a slice of crusty bread. He knew how this was meant to play out. Rowe was meant to pour the wine, and serve the food, and not listen to a word because he was just a dumb Pet, and Master and his friend were meant to ignore him, if he was lucky and did a good job. But Master’s house was endlessly strange. No sooner had Master excused himself and trotted upstairs had Luca fixed his eyes on Rowe.

He settled himself on the sofa’s armrest, one leg tucked firmly under his thigh. Rowe stayed kneeling, looking up at him. Trying to give him a small smile.

“Well, R-dawg. Hahah, actually, ignore that,” he quickly said, hiding his face as he laughed. It was quite endearing, Rowe thought. He thought that maybe one day, in the future, when he could laugh, he should hide his face too. It could make him look pretty. “Tomas tells me you’re very sweet,” Luca offered, looking down at Rowe with a hint of curiosity.

Master seemed so happy with him when Rowe spoke. Rowe wanted to try, really try his best, and impress Master’s new guest. “I like- I like your h-hair pin, sir.”

“Oh, thanks,” Luca said. His voice was calm, with rounded edges. “My little sister gave me the clip, it’s just one of those snap hair pin ones. And I hot glued this little sun pendant to it. Cute, right?”

Rowe nodded, although his stomach had turned at the mention of hot glue. He didn’t even know that existed. He thought about Master using it on him when he’d been disobedient. Gluing his eyelids shut or restraints to his wrists, or just letting it drip down his stomach until he’d learnt his lesson. He wanted to shake his head, to try and focus on the now, focus on just being a normal well behaved Pet, but he couldn’t with Luca crouched right in front of him.

“You like it?” Luca asked, ignoring Rowe’s defectiveness, then dug in his pocket when Rowe nodded again. Another stab of fear flashed through him. What was he getting? Had he done something wrong?

But all that he pulled out was a similar hair pin, red and shiny. He held it up, opening it with a snap. His nails, Rowe noticed, were painted a happy mustard yellow. “Here. I think it’d suit you.”

Rowe’s fingers curled together. No, no no no. Rowe knew what happened when old master’s guests treated him nicely. Only Master could decide how and when to bestow kindness onto his Pet. Rowe hadn’t earned it! If- if Luca was nice to him, he might get bad ideas about what exactly he deserved, and how to behave, and then he wouldn’t be able to please his Master and he’d be in trouble- but would it be right to refuse him?

Rowe doubled over, putting his forehead to the floor. “P-please, sir, th-that’s very kind b-b-but I- I think only my M-Master can be- uh- be kind to m-me. I’m sorry.”

Rowe heard Luca take a breath, and braced himself, but then-

“Everything okay?” Master’s voice made Rowe freeze.

“Master! Master Tomas I didn’t- I d-d-didn’t t-take it, I know o-only you c-c-can choose to treat me with mercy, I know, I- I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“I was- I only offered him this hair pin,” said Luca, with a breathless laugh.

Rowe heard footsteps coming closer, and he braced himself. This lesson was one his old master had made sure Rowe never forgot.

“Come on, pal, up you get,” Master coaxed, in the same gentle voice he always used. He didn’t sound any different, but surely? Surely this was unforgiveable? Rowe lifted himself up and saw Master looking down at him with his usual soft features. Luca gave him a sad smile.

“B-But I-“

“Hey, it’s okay. You know, Luca, I think I’d like that pin,” Master said, winking at Luca. Rowe didn’t understand why his heart sank. He shouldn’t have wanted it anyway. Master took it between his thumb and index finger, then looked back to Rowe. “You know what? I actually think it’d suit you better, pal. What do you think Luca?”

“Oh yes, absolutely.”

Master gathered some of Rowe’s heavy fringe and snapped the pin on, holding it up. Rowe lightly touched it. It was nice.

“Th-thank you Master, thank you sir,” he said, and although he didn’t understand the wide smiles both men had, Rowe was sure it must mean something good.

“You’re very welcome. Shall we eat?”

-

tagging cause Luca might crop up again! sorry to people who have already seen this 😅

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[harpseal-bujo]

                    ══════•°• 7/31/21 •°•══════

July 31 || School is actually starting for me soon! I’m currently mentally preparing myself for it while I also doing some internship work. But I will still continue with this summer studying challenge! Tbh I’m scared for this upcoming school year. I still feel like I’m not ready but I’ll definitely try my best! :D Wish me luck!

Also... I plan to make another blog on Tumblr but for all of my art stuff and other creative hobbies (mainly for my paintings and possibly food/drinks I learn to make). Once I come up with a username and finish setting it up, I’ll definitely link it in another post or in my bio

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Summer Studying Challenge of @myhoneststudyblr

27th July - Do your eating habits change during summer?

Nope. Not at all.

28th July - When you hear the word ‘summer’, what is the first thing that you think of?

The beach!!!

29th July - What colour do you associate with summer?

Yellow and blue. 

30th July - What would be your perfect summer day?

If it’s summer vacation, I would love to stay at my place in the beach. Ideally, I  could wake up early and walk in the beach. If it’s a weekend, I could swim or play beach volleyball. But if it’s a weekday, I would rather do something relaxing and less time-consuming. I could even do plein air painting for a while. Then, I walk back home to do some school work or studying. I’ll also make sure to take breaks in-between and have snack time later in the afternoon. Then, in the late afternoon, I do other activities for self-care or continue art projects. Basically, my perfect summer day should be productive yet chill. Not sure if I can actually follow this exactly cuz of the pandemic :((

31st July - Would you rather spend the day at the beach or at the swimming pool?

Obviously the beach

[viktorxsheep]

summary: theodore nott gets insecure over everyone disliking him and readers relationship because it’s a hufflepuff and a slytherin relationship. He doesn’t think of himself as enough but hufflepuff here wants to show him his worth

a/n: theotheotheo, i wrote a theodore x oc on my main but here’s one for the readers. I explored more of an insecure side other than hid hopeless romantic side and his 'cold' and academic side.

——-

Theodore sighed as he looked behind him, a gryffindor girl laughed as another gryffindor guy talked about how “the badger should leave the snake, the snakes gonna eat her- and not in the good way”. He was used to it, but it still frustrated him so much. Slytherin weren’t monsters and he knew his worth. He knew what they all said "oh da*n, y/n got snatched up by a snake? Ugh-she should know who's better for her" "theodore? The slytherin? He probably forced her into it" "that green sh*t is probably manipulating the poor girl.."

He got up, holding his papers and his pen. Yet sometimes he felt..bad. He knew that people were looking at you badly because of him. Theodore looked around and left, making sure to try and ignore the whispers and the looks. You two had just started dating, and gods did he adore you. To him you were the sunlight, an angel- somebody he doesn’t deserve. You didn’t deserve a guy with baggage, a person people see in a bad light, a person who people loathed being around just because of where he was placed int- theodore was brought out of his thoughts as a girl was rushing to him.

You were waving your hand, trying to get him to snap out of it. He was standing in the middle of the hallway frozen. "Hey love!" You grinned, a slight blush appeared on Theodore's face before he sighed. "Hello darling, let's head on somewhere else" He took hold of your hand, gently as if you were gonna break. Your eyes widened before you followed, immediately knowing something was off.

You arrived at one of the alcoves, the area a little dusty as it was never visited by anyone. He sat down on a seat, leading you down. Theodore looked a little down, so you cupped his cheeks, which he dug his face into your hands. "What's wrong?"

"...nothing"

"C'mon teddy, I know somethings wrong. Please tell if somethings off, i dont want you to be sad"

Theodore looked at you, staring into your eyes before he held your hand on his face. "I...just feel like you're better off dating someone else..just somebody who dosent paint you bad,somebody who...deserves you" he usually had a cold demeanor,or with you a hopeless romantic. But he was scared to show you his sadder side. He closed his eyes, expecting you to get up and walk away-

But you kissed his lips tenderly. You were shocked that he thought that way, you knew people were rude but you didnt think it was this serious. The hufflepuff you are, got mad at anyone you saw being rude to any of the slytherins or theodore specifically. "Theo, I wont leave you because of that. You're enough for me, no..more than enough! I love you so so so so much" The brunettes eyes felt like they were gonna water from the love he felt- it was like a scene from his favourite romance novel. "R-really? But" He internally cursed himself for stammering. You removed your hands off his face and hugged him tightly, enveloping him in a warm embrace. "No buts, no matter what people says-I love you. I'm so happy you're willing to break down your walls for me and that youre comfortable. I dont care what people is-and if anyone insults you again I'll hit them into the infirmary!!"you cheered.

He hugged you back, head on yours. "I love you too angel..but please dont do that,you might get hurt or get into detention" You huffed as he pecked your forehead "yeah...no promises" theodore sighed,knowing he cant stop you even if he tried.

He started to bring you to your common room, but before he let you go he lifted you up and kissed your lips and pecked your nose "But I guess you're right, yellow matches green afterall"

[dirtyrottenraskel]

my take on yueki's personalities

yue 

notes / personality

cocky (but also like understated confidence - r e g a l af) 

kind of a nerd

maybe a little entitled, and a little bratty and suki loves to indulge her or to rile her up depending on her mood

books

seems soft but made of steel

strong sense of duty

socially intelligent - can be manipulative and suki (the dork) thinks it is so hot 

aloof queen bee typa beat

supportive, both in ur day to day and in going after your big moral life goals 

deep water - steady and powerful, often underestimated

untold depths, private yet surprisingly nurturing - master of deflecting away from herself

political nerd - well read, and when she has someone she trusts not to take advantage of her, she goes OFF 

distrusting of most people, has been used and ignored and underestimated her whole life

patient - homegirl knows how to play the long game

excellent at pai sho / chess 

she and suki have epic battles of wits - dif types of strategy but both are really into it and get a little too competitive (multiple board games have had to be replaced over the years)

loves travel bc wasn’t allowed to much, esp when she was sick 

was super repressed growing up - never let her be herself or really have any sort of independence

used to sneak out and wander around in rebellion and casually sabotage plans and decisions she didn’t agree with 

introverted, many opinions but keeps them to herself, discreet but well spoken

weaponizes secrets and information - doesn’t often use it but...she could

definitlyyyyy worries and overthinks and re-evaluates - worries ab social politics a lot

obsessive about picking things - wants it to be perfect

shes growing into her confidence as a leader

prefers quite intimate places

incredibly romantic

classic lit

planner for the future - visionary

kind / sweet / gentle - yes, but that’s also her “front” to a degree (seriously, i feel like she gets painted as so sweet and submissive and one dimensional by the fandom a lot of times and it freakin kills me)

INFJ-T (The Advocate) ((yes this is from 16p which i know is not super accurate but u can still catch her overall vibes from it ya know)

Creative/insightful/principled/compassionate/altruistic

sensitive/reluctant to open up/perfectionist/prone to burnout/not a fan of the ordinary

friendships / relationships

(<> indicates that they’re one of her best friends)

sokka - puppy love crushes, laugh ab it now, get into deep late night talks about responsibilities and leading, water tribe culture, prank wars (no one believes sokka when he says yue is a mean prank master (expect suki comes to see it in action lol))

katara - <> badass women friendship, totally would go to matches and protests together, tough girl shit, waterbending practice/duels - start of cautious, but then get rough in a good way bc they trust each other, they do water tribe food adventures together

toph - indulges her chaos, bonding over stupid royal upbringings, odd yet weirdly endearing pair

zuko - both sort of standoffish gay royals, but once they come to see that they are friends - take up similar spaces though, so only hang out in a group or rarely by themselves, they do hang out at like political parties and stuff when they get more comfortable together

aang - <> he has an impressive world view, yue is super studied and well read, so she and aang nerd out over past cultures together, and also their peace keeping nature, they have tea together often - usually after she and katara wipe the floor w/ each other

clothing / aesthetic:

blues and pale colors

classy and understated wealth

like those cute feminine button down shirts

dresses

like cold weather classy

complicated braids

sort of soft girl aesthetic?

pleated skirts !!!

i feel like she would wear ethically sourced fur (i don’t wear fur but idk how to get it in an ethical way - maybe it’s just fake??)

knit sweaters and skinny jeans and heeled ankle boots

light academia !!!

hella funky earrings - to mark her native pride and also cuz gay

from my readings, tattoos have a lot of cultural significance for Inuit women, and so i feel like yue would totally have some (when she comes of age ofc) 

suki

notes / personality 

extroverted 

also very strategic 

more spontaneous tho - will totally calculate the odds in a spilt second in her head and then just go for it

like still a careful planner, but willing to say fuck it, yolo if it seems right 

reflects on her mistakes, but more in like a healthy way - unless it was a leadership mistake, then it eats her up inside - worries more ab keeping her girls safe and making the right call

likes lively places

total bashful romantic

manages the present and the short term - realist

loves to do lists 

a little punch happy - loves to make violent threats, but also does it out of excitement and she’s just a really physical person tbh

steady, can come off as stubborn and abrasive but she really just wants what’s best for everyone she loves

harsh on herself and worries about her girls a lot 

always ends up in the oddest situations 

totally would kick someone’s ass for being racist/sexist/homophobic/etc 

dedicated to her training and her regime 

not a great cook, but she can manage 

would drink monsters 

has a weird relationship with femininity - took her awhile to reconcile strength and toughness and being assertive and aggressive with also wanting to feel pretty and feminine and embracing being a girl and how those things can coincide and amplify each other

abandonment issues - parents absent/dead 

was imprisoned - obvi she had several almost successful escape attempts, but she got really close to breaking 

was incredibly independent really early, grew up really fast and tries to make up for that now by sometimes being reckless 

tough/assertive/woman of action 

dry sense of humor/sarcastic - not good at nickname/pun humor tho

practical/dedicated/strong-willed/direct/honest/reliable/loyal/patient

stubborn/judgmental/difficult to relax/difficulty expressing emotions/too selfless 

friendships / relationships

(<> indicates that they’re one of her best friends)

sokka - <>  man they’re like platonic soulmates - she beat him up, and now they spar all the time, totally funny and crack jokes all the time, go skating together, they do shitty art together, and then show their lovers after zuko and yue come back from their high society mixers, broke her out of prison, m/f friendship !!! 

katara - also sparring buddies (suki will throw down at any literally moment (and tbh so will katara)), not close but will hang in a group - go to each other for advice 

toph - <> listen these two wreak havoc together, they help each other out a lot, i feel like they’re shopping buddies (similar enough style to frequent the same shops) toph knows suki won’t judge her for wanting to feel pretty and suki knows toph will be honest, they are both blunt sarcastic assholes and get along like a house on fire 

zuko - <> shows zuko how to like,,,enjoy things (and how to let go of some of that pressure to be always right and the adult and in charge bc they were raised with so much responsibility on their shoulders even tho they were just kids)? she is also super protective of him (once she trusts him), one of the only ppl who can match suki fully in hand to hand combat, both do the Disappointed Parent Look when the group falls into chaos, but by themselves, the two of them end up in hijinks

aang- suki enjoys his optimism and they’re just chill bros, they love exploring abandoned placed together 

clothing / aesthetic

sporty and skater mixed 

ripped jeans, crewnecks, vans 

green and yellow and dark red 

gym clothes/athleisure - lifting style gym clothes - cut off t-shirts and bike shorts

skirts too, likes to play into femininity

she’s a gold jewelry kinda girl - but stuff that won’t hinder her movements 

necklaces that end in the hollow of her throat & occasionally rings

definitely cuffs all of her jeans (it’s just bisexual culture ya know)

so many crop tops - some came like that, some were more of a diy project

yueki’s relationship!!!

nerd/jock solidarity 

feel the burden of responsibility and the weight on their shoulders 

they create a safe space between them, full of trust and warmth and vulnerability 

yue will read suki sappy passages from poetry books while suki polishes her fans 

they slow dance in the kitchen a lot 

they get good at ordering takeout - and they have some weird decision making process that only they understand - bc neither of them are great cooks 

yue would feel jealous of suki and sokka, if it weren’t for how stupid in love sokka was with zuko and yue can see that suki really only has eyes for her 

yue is taller than suki and it amuses her to no end to pick suki up and carry her away from a fight (we all know suki could get away if she wanted to, but when ur hot tall sexy gf throws u over her shoulder,,,,,,u don’t complain)

joke they’ve adopted kataang and zukka, bc they’re all dummies, but in reality every last one of them is stupid LMAO 

they love to do each other’s hair and it’s like super intimate and really cute 

sometimes it’s these epic elaborate hairstyles and then at other times, they try to see how many ponytails they can fit on suki’s head and how many little braid yue can do 

they travel EVERYWHERE 

since yue is royalty and suki is her body guard,,,, well i mean, they totally have to see these kingdoms they are doing trade deals with in person 

it helps that they're friends with a lot of them 

they stay over in everything from camping so they can stargaze to ritzy hotels with hot tubs in the bathroom 

yue gives suki rocks she finds on all their travels and suki lines them up on their mantle around the pictures of them in increasingly weird locations 

suki loves guarding yue’s meetings bc she gets to watch her absolutely rip a new one into misogynistic old men and it never fails to bring her joy 

While yue doesn’t love getting attacked, the ruthless efficiency suki defends her with is like,,,,,stupid attractive 

[rabbithub]

Haunted Painting!AU: Day 1

(had to do some editing to ensure the reader is gender neutral, but here it is. Back to work for me.)

You pick up a apple and a sketchbook, gazing at the entity holding you hostage. The young man just... stares- just like a judgemental cat, hands folded in front of him with palms up. "How long will you keep me in wait?" He asks, tossing his rose colored hair to the side. "My patience is not unlimited."

You grab a pencil and sketched the apple, focusing on your work. Your phone buzzes, and out of habit, you check. It seemed that there were other people who were trapped here that left behind notes.

-

[Researcher][Day 1]

'For this day, the motif is a simple apple. It should be simple to experiment with colors. While using red would be easy, it would be interesting to see a reaction to a green or yellow apple as well.'

[Collector][Day 1]

'I know how to get out of this! Paint a rotten, blue apple, and he'll eat it. It should be foolpr'

-

There was gibberish on after last sentence, making your blood run cold.

Your focus is forced back on your subject, his gaze cold as you are turned around outside of your own accord. "How much time will you waste instead of painting me?" He growls, glaring at you.

"You're not a patient muse." You sigh.

"Not when your life is in my hands." The subject snaps back.

You think of the possibility that the boy was hungry. You approach the canvas, brush in hand. You see him cock his head, seemingly interested. You quietly watch as you brush alights, almost as if your soul was burning on the hairs of it. 'I'll try painting a red apple first. If that doesn't work, I'll try a different color.' You tell yourself, staking your life on the canvas. Your lighted brush glows red, and you paint a red apple in the boy's hands, stepping back as you finish.

"...an apple?" The subject asks. "...come to think of it, I don't remember the last time have eaten."

You watch idly as he looks the apple over. "It's a appealing red color. This will do fine." There is no word of thanks from him.

Moments pass as you take a break and the subject eats his snack. He seemed to be pleased with this, letting you breath a sigh of relief. If you wanted to keep yourself alive, you were going to have to outwit this painted devil- calling him that seemed appropriate, what with him bargaining with your soul and tormenting you.

You look up to the canvas and see the boy staring at you, the apple having disappeared. You notice that his overcoat is a vivid red now. "...It was satisfactory." He speaks, staring at you with cold eyes.

"...Thanks, I guess...?" You answer.

"...It's late." The subject answers, his tone weary. "Hurry and cover me with that sheet. I don't want any light to touch me."

You flinch at the subject's harsh tone, but pick up the sheet and cover the easel and canvas, muttering under your breath; "As you wish, il diavolo."

The studio grew quiet. 'I have to escape while he's asleep.' you tell yourself. You see a door close to the worktable. You curiously open it, only to be disappointed when it led to a bedroom.

The minute you step in, it shuts and locks. You sigh in resignation. Of course it won't let you escape. There's a painting near the door, one of a black haired girl and some moth eaten splotches to either side of her.

You look around some more, seeing a bed with a upside down chair above it. 'Of course. Salvator Dali is this guy's interior designer.' You think with a wince, sitting on the bed. Your phone buzzes, and you check.

-

[Collector][Day 2]

'Th e r e's n o w ay o u t! A n y on e w h o is t r ap p ed h e re w i ll di e! A ll of y o u a re d o om e d!'

[Dealer][Day 1]

'The first day was easy. That collector almost misled me, but hey, karma threw it back in his face. No wonder he sent the damn thing back...'

'Geez, tough guy. What's with you being picky?'

-

You put your phone down and settled for a nap. You think of the time your muse had disappeared as you drift off.

-

"Oh, you didn't have to peel this for me..."

"You still need to eat. Your fingers aren't exactly working well right now." Your fingers hold the knife gingerly as you hand the apple to your sister. She takes it and slowly eats it; she had been fighting a massive infection for months, and she hadn't been getting better.

"You don't have to worry. They said they're starting a another round of antibiotics soon." She says. "Hopefully, I'll be bed at home instead of here after."

"Keep fighting, alright?" You ask, smiling. "I gotta go to work." You watch her nod, and walk out of the hospital room. You really wanted her to get better so she could see some of your new paintings- she was the one who inspired your art, after all.

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You wake up to a faint grey light shining in the window. You sit up on the bed, and look outside; you couldn't see anything, but you heard the faint sound of rain. Standing up, you head to the door and open it to walk through-

Only to hurtle face first to the floor. "... finally you wake." A familiar voice mocked. You pick yourself up to see the subject of the painting sitting at a table with a bowl of fruit. He was smirking at you. "Do you always oversleep on your paintings like this?" He dryly observes, staring you down.

You curse yourself, trying to wonder what motif this devil would what want today...