#(mostly light hearted jokingly said btw)

[mitamicah]

Omg, hold on a second. Your lyrics are insane. Please excuse me while I cry over them. Straight to the heart, into the pool of emotions.

So pretty, so neat. So emotionally raw and beautiful. That touched something in me, if I weren’t at work I would cry over them. Can’t await to take a deep dive into your other stuff.

Thank you for sharing. :3

The worst (best?) is that this is only the beginning :'D

But thank you so much, Jay 🥺 It honores me to know my words can touch you like this 🥹💚

[dontcallmecarrie]

I’m totally blanking about what “the incident from your latest snip is. Is it something you’ve already written about or are details to come or is this a Noodle Incident? (Thanks for sharing your writing with us, btw)

1) I am very glad you're liking it! Ngl, your engagement [by which I mean you the anon, and anyone reading this in general] has really helped with the creativity for this one, and as much as I jokingly complain about 'come on this wasn't even supposed to be the plot', I genuinely do enjoy seeing how a single question or whatnot can shape an AU when I have the time and energy for it.

2) If you're making a reference to this post, then the vagueness was intentional; it's what happens when I have a mostly-scattershot-thought-exercise-snippets that only later get compiled into something vaguely resembling a fic on AO3 in quasi-chronological order. Exhibit A: By Dawn's Early Light, my other "my brain went 'lol wouldn't it be cool/funny/interesting if x happened' and went with it" AU.

In this particular AU, I...basically took a woodchipper to the Fantastic Four movies [from 2005-7, which I last saw...over a decade ago now and wow I feel old] to make them vaguely fit into MCU canon, which in and of itself had been derailed long before the plot really had a chance to kick in.

To sum up: my deepest apologies for anyone who's here from the comics, because we're going several different levels of OOC here, probably. I tweaked Victor von Doom's motivation by a lot, because even though he's not romantically interested in Susan Storm in NHDD, well...he wouldn't be Victor von Doom if he didn't have a major beef with Reed Richards, now, would he?

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By which I mean here, have another snippet [heads up for major angst and self-loathing]:

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Victor von Doom felt...strange. Had been ever since they'd gotten back from the expedition, actually, which made absolutely no sense.

Medical'd already looked him over and said his vitals were looking good, by all rights he should have been free to go.

Well. Almost.

The radiation meant they were reluctant to let him leave, especially considering how the other members of the expedition were doing: Grimm was currently receiving intensive care after having received the worst of it, but Richards was also being monitored, and both Storms were also being poked and prodded after Susan had mentioned dizziness and her little brother had made the mistake of standing up too fast and nearly lost what little lunch he'd had.

...compared to that, Victor truly had won the lottery.

Which made sense in retrospect, having been the one to actually take cover in the most shielded area of the ship.

He let out a sharp breath, and couldn't help the smile.

He was alive, after an event that by all rights should have killed him.

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Just a few hours of observation, and Victor was free to go.

He spent most of if sleeping, because for some reason, he felt...oddly tired. Adrenaline crash, probably, wouldn't be the first time.

Not by a long shot.

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Victor woke up feeling a little jittery, but chalked it up to the events of the past week.

He should've known, then.

He'd never forgive himself, for not thinking to check, not bothering to ask—

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Victor had a visitor.

His best friend, who'd flown over to visit him, and he— and he—

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This was a nightmare.

No, this was Victor's worst nightmare.

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Justin Hammer was lucky to have been able to receive prompt medical attention.

Was lucky, that they were able to restart his heart.

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Victor von Doom was now the reason his best friend now had Lichtenberg figure in the shape of a hand, and he'd never forgive himself for it.

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It's only later, that Victor finds out.

That he wasn't the only one who was affected.

And in that moment, as he watched the newly-dubbed Fantastic Four make the news, with the man responsible for this mess as their newly-declared leader, he felt a single moment of white-hot rage.

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...and there you have it!

The Incident, which is how Justin refers to it, and has no hard feelings about.

For obvious reasons, Victor...has Issues™ because of it, since that's when he discovers his new powers. And unlike Johnny Storm, he can't turn them off, and no amount of experimenting has been able to do anything about it; if he loses his temper now, he can easily overload circuits and trigger a blackout, if he really wanted to.

It's not until Loki tells him that it's magic that he finally gets a clue as to how to control it.

[voldkat24983257805723052]

gender detector ?

i’ve had this joke headcanon idea for a while now and i decided i wanted to write . so here i am on tumblr ahwahahwahwh how can akaza say so confidently that he’s never eaten any women before ? how about trans people who are closeted / haven’t transitioned yet ? how abt non binary people ? what if .. he can sense ur identity ... this’ll be the first ever story i post here and i hope my 2 followers will enjoy it lolz i got a little bit lazy at the end btw so be warned i feel so anxiety posting this idek y hgelp lsofdsgksg

characters  —  daki , douma , akaza ships  —  none genre  —   silly funny crack

" oh , oh ! there's this rumour going around about your friend . " " oh , really ? what are they talking about this time ? "

it was that time of the day . all of the other demons were telling each other daytime stories , mostly silly light – hearted rumors about the others ( who knew demons liked to gossip lol ) . sunrise was approaching fast as the two upper moons chatted away in the infinity fortress , not at all caring about the time .

" all the other demons are saying he can tell someone's pronouns just by being in the same room as them ! "

daki answers , her and her friend sitting in a small comfortable room while enjoying a small snack ; someone's left arm .

" ah .... akaza – dono sure is a silly guy . i wouldn't be surprised if they were telling the truth ! "

douma replied half - jokingly , a small laugh following shortly after .

" what ? who told you we were talking about akaza – sama , hmm ? " " ehhhh ...? but .. he's like .. my only other frie — " " just kidding !"

not douma forgetting about gyuutarou , smh . oh well . gyuu was enjoying some alone time anyway , so ... an overly dramatic gasp was let out by the man , the little girl laughing at his reaction .

" heyyy ! how dare you trick me like that ? " " it's only fair , you do that to me and my brother all the time ! you always make us look so stupid . hmph ! " " oh , but you are — "

a flick was delivered to douma's forehead , the latter making a little " ah ! " noise before laughing it off with daki , finishing the little joke argument they had . ( .. he did think daki was pretty stupid , though . )

" okay . okay but . not gonna lie , i kinda wanna test that rumour out . " " the gender detector thing ? " " yes , that ! i wanna see if he can actually detect one of my cult members' gender orientation ... "

grabbing an index finger from the half – eaten arm on the table , he held it in front of him . oh boy , he's about to speak an entire paragraph again ..

" i remember who i got this snack from . mieko – kun . sadly , i have no idea what they identify as , but i do know that they go by they / it / he . if we can get this finger to akaza – dono and ask him to sniff out their pronouns , we'll know if the rumours were true or not . "

daki simply nods in agreement at what he said , staying silent so douma could fully explain his ' master plan ' . 

" there's one problem , though ... that silly guy keeps avoiding me . it's almost like he's ignoring my existence ! "

he said , pouting in disappointment .

" sorry to burst your bubble , but he probably is ... " " hm ... no , i think he's probably just playing hard to get ! i have a chance ! "

poor douma lol

" err .. how about i do it instead ? i'm a woman , so he'll definitely oblige ! and you can stay hidden somewhere close so i can go back and talk to you when i'm done . " " oh yeah , great idea ! let's go do that . "

douma stood up from the floor , carrying the finger and making his way to the door . meanwhile , daki quickly got up and looked at her friend with a confused face .

" wait , right now ?? " " yeah ! you busy or something ? " " no , i was just a little surprised . " " okay ! let's get going , then ! "

after searching the entire fortress for what felt like hours , they found absolutely nothing . i mean , it wasn't called the infinity fortress for nothing . the place was absolutely massive ! hell , they even ran into kokushibou once or twice . just as the two troublemakers were about to give up , a familiar figure was seen in the distance . the striped oni was sitting at a random bench , looking slightly upwards into the distance , probably zoning out . douma would've instinctively ran towards his ' best friend ' if it weren't for daki holding him in place .. the two quickly hid behind a corner and exchanged nods before douma handed daki mieko's finger . the young demon then swiftly made her way to akaza and presented him with the finger .

" akaza – sama ! "

akaza was snapped back into reality by daki's words . looking at daki with a confused look , he pointed at the item in daki's grasp and asked ;

" .. is that for me ? " " well , you can have it if you want . but please answer my question first ! "

upper three sighed at upper six's request , a little annoyed .

" go ahead , ask away . " " umm ... do you know the pronouns this person used ? " " oh . let me see .  "

not understanding why daki was so curious about it , akaza takes the finger from daki's hands and squints his eyes at it . he wasn’t gonna bother to ask why . meanwhile , daki’s brain is going ‘ wait , he’s actually gonna do it ? ‘ , fully expecting him to get real confused and call her a dumbass .

" this one's a little difficult ... " " hm ? why's that ? " " i can sense some neopronouns . not too experienced with those . "

neopronouns ? hold up , douma didn't mention anything about that .

" they definitely prefer they / it . and he / him is okay too . "

eh , whatever . he 100% nailed the more common pronouns , and that was enough proof .

" they also use at least a few neopronouns , star / stars being one of them . i can't tell what the rest are . "

daki was dumbfounded . she wasn't expecting the rumours to be true at all , honestly . she was so ready to blame douma for all this stupidity .

“ woah . thank you , akaza – sama ! “

akaza let out a soft hum , nodding his head .

“ anytime . “

making her way back , daki spots douma , who was casually leaning against the wall .

" hey , douma – kun ! "

douma perked up and looked down at her with his usual cheeky smile .

" yes ? " " did mieko – san use neopronouns ? akaza – sama mentioned those once of twice . " " oh yeah ! i almost forgot ! "

the taller oni innocently laughed .

" was star / stars one of them ? " " mhm . " " woah ... "

[jessamine--lovelace]

i have nowhere else to put these so here. grishaverse au where the darkling is a woman and Alina is a closeted lesbian

they’re all queer idc

edit: this is zoyalina btw even if it doesn't seem so from the beginning

aleksandra morozova was raised amongst so much misoginy and prejudice against grisha that she wanted to gain power and make a good life for everyone like her clearly she got lost along the way lol

anyway. Alina and mal are still bffs gay lesbian alliance

mal has a comp het crush on alina and Alina on him, they get over it quickly tho

Alina is taken to the little palace, she gets an immediate crush on the darkling clearly she thinks Zoya is hot, but just admires from afar bc she s so mean and cold

the darkling is even hotter as a woman u can't change my mind

everything goes mostly like canon, the darkling seduces alina and alina is all about worshipping this powerful woman who wants to give her power. she helps alina realise she likes women, manipulates her in the process, makes her think that the darkling is the only one who could offer her security and other bullshit

the night that baghra tells alina the truth about the darkling’s plan, zoya is waiting alina at her door because she wants to confront her about how she fall out of the darkling’s good grace because of her idk. and baghra finds them both in alina’s rooms so she makes both of them leave, zoya helping alina to get lost in the country  baghra makes up a lie about how zoya went to visit her family/is in a mission so no one suspects zoya is a “traitor” except the darkling and genya who know the truth

mal is still looking for alina but he doesn't know Zoya is with her so it's a big surprise when he finds them both huddled up in a big coat together, freezing their asses off, zoya bitching about how alina better be grateful that she s helping to save her glowstick ass

Zoya calls mal alina s boyfriend exactly once before both mal and alina strongly let her know their disgust to that idea 

so yeah Zoya is a bit weirded out bc they are so close to each other and yet they're not together??? but she is kinda starting to get along with alina and maybe she s not so bad, and just maybe she starts to like her 

they find the stag blabla Zoya is taken back to the little palace while Alina and mal are taken to expand the fold or whatever the darkling has in mind

alina and mal escape and run off as in canon, except they pose as siblings in novyi zem. Mal finds a cute boy there and develops a crush but he s too devoted to keeping alina safe to risk getting into any relationship

Alina doesn't agree and makes him go on a date with the dude before everything goes to shit

the darkling comes back, takes them, Nikolai happens etc.

as soon as Nikolai gets them back in ravka, he tries to woo alina and propose to her like in canon. she s not really out yet tho she s not ready for it, not even Mal knows yet even if he suspects something from their time spend with zoya and the looks alina gave her, and the hurt look she has whenever the darkling is mentioned/she explains what the deal is with her evil plan, but he lets her take her time

Nikolai is all about flirting to the sun summoner and she s nice about it, polite, but clearly trying to get away because she s lowkey uncomfortable. declines his marriage proposal, and nikolai thinks it's because of Mal but he s wrong. mal tries to have a talk with alina about this, but alina panicks and says “he seems like your type, not mine” and mal is lost like ?? he s a prince?? and probably straight?? and he asked YOU to marry him?? 

and alina realises she is tired to keep this up, so she tells mal about her liking women. mal hugs her and she confesses that the darkling helped her come to terms with it in a way, and it messed with her and she feels shame that she fell for the manipulation

so when they're on the way to os alta, and Nikolai kisses her for the public, she just says "I like girls please never do that again or I'll use the cut on your face." as soon as they are alone in their couch and Nikolai is stunned and apologises to her a lot of shit starts to make sense for nikolai now lol

so after that tiny incident, Nikolai knows it's pointless to pursue Alina so he only keeps up his show for the public and becomes really good friends with alina and mal

nikolai would still very much like that political alliance and he sometimes jokingly tells alina “you’ll have lots of women at your feet if you become queen. aren’t you interested in that?” and alina is just done with his ass

clearly nikolai and mal hook up at some point and it's kinda awkward afterwards bc they both have a bit of a crush on each other but don't want to admit it Alina is amused

so they go back to os alta, and Zoya is there!!! and Alina literally hugs her bc she was so worried and she missed her and "I shouldn't have let her take you away, I'm so sorry I left you behind zoya" and Zoya is so surprised she doesn't respond to the hug for a while before crushing alina in a tight embrace without saying anything

everyone is a bit shocked bc Zoya is hugging Alina?? since when are they getting along??? what is happening???

they have a talk when they are alone and zoya tells alina about her aunt and how she doesn’t blame alina for what the darkling did, alina tells her about the second amplifier. they hug again and maybe some tears are spilled but that’s between them and no one has to know

they prepare and train and alina and zoya get closer and closer. mal, being the captain to alina’s guard, kinda has to stick around with her when she meets with nikolai and it’s awkward and their conversations aren’t as lively as they used to be and it lowkey breaks alina’s heart a bit and annoys her until she explodes one day when she s alone with a miserable looking mal waiting for nikolai to appear at a meeting “saints mal just talk to him”

and mal being mal just straightens his back and ignores her like a stubborn idiot which infuriates alina she totally tries to annoy him by reflecting some light into his eyes 

“i know something happened on the road between you two. you’re both acting weird. would it kill you to talk to him?” but mal doesn’t get to answer because nikolai is walking in talking about some plan, totally oblivious to what is happening. Later, after the meeting is over, alina gets nikolai alone and tries to talk to him, but he s just as stubborn as mal and tells her that there’s nothing to be done bc mal avoids him everytime he manages to get near him and got the message “my ego can’t handle another rejection”

therefore alina finds herself in need to fix this thing between nikolai and mal because the tension is getting on her nerves and she is stressed enough as it is with everything going on

little side note, the darkling still comes to her in visions and she thinks she is going insane before she starts talking to zoya about it and zoya takes in the habit of spending the evenings in alina’s rooms, both of them searching in books for more information about the amplifiers or sometimes talking. zoya isn’t soft and she never will be, but alina likes that. a lot. ANYWAY zoya is the one to come up with the plan to somehow lock nikolai and mal in a room together. they get tolya and tamar in on it too. 

alina makes sure she sets up a meeting with nikolai under a false pretext when mal is on watch. alina and mal arrive first and as soon as nikolai enters she gets up “oh saints i left the book in my rooms” and leaves before mal or nikolai can react. and then one of the twins closes the door and they can hear it being locked and then alina’s voice from the other side “we’ll let you out after you have a talk. the tension between you two is getting insufferable” 

they talk and sort things out a bit. everything gets less stressful for everyone

one night the darkling comes to alina, and zoya is about to leave. alina freezes because it’s not the darkling she sees, but zoya “she’ll never want you. i am the only one who can love you, who understands you.” it’s the darkling’s voice and alina can’t move, can’t breathe, just stares at the darkling as she takes back her own face. zoya can only see alina’s face getting paler and her expression more terrified even as the darkling disappears 

zoya tries to shake alina, calls out her name, but alina just looks at her with such a sad expression that it unsettles zoya even more. “she’s right” alina whispers, barely audible, over and over again 

“what did she tell you?! alina you can’t listen to her! she lies. she manipulates everyone, you can’t believe anything she says. it’s not the truth. anything she tells you”

alina shakes her head “you’ll never- i’m such an idiot.” tears are welling up in her eyes 

“i’ll never what?” “want me” 

and zoya freezes, just staring at alina, shocked. alina takes it wrong, she tries to put space between them, tries to run in embarassment, but zoya catches her hands, holds her still and looks into alina’s eyes. alina can’t look her in the eyes, can’t seem to find it in her to do it. “you really are an idiot if you think i would just spend my evenings and risk my ass for just any friend” and then she cups alina’s face in her palms and she kisses her. 

alina is so surprised she doesn’t respond to the kiss for a second, but then she kisses zoya back and they both just melt into each other. zoya feels a tear run down alina’s face, into her cheek and breaks away with a “don’t go soft on me now starkov” and alina laughs through her tears and goes to kiss zoya again just because she can.

wow this turned out way longer than i intended, but damn did it give me serotonin coming up with it. i just want to say that, if the darkling was a woman, the character would be more hated, but sexier and i’m alright with that. also everyone is queer because i said so. i have more zoyalina headcanons that i’ll probably post bc now i’m investedTM so come and shout about them to me i won’t mind

[tateisabigmood]

Isaac Lahey Imagine- Four months later

A/N: welp, i haven't written anything in forever. But i’m going to try to write more this year. And btw happy new year!!! I hope you all have a blessed year filled with happiness. Love you

Summary: Isaac changed. You two grew apart. But after four months, he comes back into your life. 

Pairing: Isaac Lahey x ( non-genderspecific ) reader

Warnings: isaac being an asshole. teasing?? bad writing

He changed. You noticed. O God, how you noticed. When you first met him, he didn’t even dare to make eye contact with you, let alone anybody else. And now he was flirting with every girl that came within a ten-foot radius of him.

His confidence also got a boost. He needed that, but not this big of a boost. Now he would check himself out in every surface that was even remotely reflective. It was annoying, to say the least.

But that wasn’t the worst part, no. You could handle a flirting, overly-confident, douche bag. It was when he started putting others down that you cut off all communications you had with him. You made Erica switch lab partners with you, which you doubt she minded, you even managed to convince Coach to let you switch PE-classes.

Isaac didn’t care. At least, he made it seem like he didn’t care. You secretly hoped that under that cold facade he is putting up, he still cares about you. But you truly gave hope when he started putting you down.

“ What is that shirt? “ Erica whispers in Isaac’s ear, loud enough for you to also hear it. You keep your eyes down as you sit down next to John Whatever-his-last-name-is. You see Isaac shrug out of the corner of your eye. “ Don’t know. But clearly, that’s not the worst part of Y/n’s appearance. “.

His name still falls so smoothly out of your mouth. If it was said four months ago, you would have felt your knees give out and would feel a smile creep up on your face. Buy now? Now it feels your body with disgust.

“ Is it so hard to brush your hair? “ Erica says again. You turn towards her angrily. You know you should just let it slide. But you didn’t want that. You want to scold at her and tear her hair out of her head. “ Can you just shut the fuck up! “ you say, more as a command than as a question.

She leans forward a bit when shaking her head with an evil smile. Your eyes shoot towards Isaac for some support. He places a hand over his mouth jokingly as he makes a fake surprised face. “ Oh, didn’t your parents teach you that cursing is bad? “ he says like a toddler snitching on someone. You roll your eyes as you focus your attention on the board in front of the class, ignoring Boid’s “ what’s-their-problem “ comment.

It was eating Isaac up. At first, he didn’t mind you ignoring him. You did it all the time, mostly when you wanted something from him. But when he lasted for over two weeks he started feeling empty. Normally, he could just run to you with his problems. But now he couldn’t.

He thought that he deserved it. He hasn’t been the kindest lately. But still, that’s no reason to ignore him. It was only the moment he made the first mean comment towards you that he realised why you were ignoring him.

Yes, he has to admit, he has been a dick since he got the bit. But he has been keeping his head down all his life, sure enough he is allowed to be a dick for once. He could practically hear you laugh at that and scold at him for thinking he is entitled to treat others like shit. But he couldn’t really, because you weren’t there.

Tick.

You look up from your phone, looking outside your window. You couldn’t see anything.

Tick. Tick.

You lay your phone down softly on your bed as you make your way over to your window. You see a little stone hitting your window. Followed by another, and another. You open the window, that is opening way to stiff to your liking.

A dark shadow is standing on the small, pebbled path in your front yard leading to your front door. The shadow reaches down, grabs a pebble and throws it towards your window. You duck to the side the make sure it doesn't hit your head.

“ Fucking hell! Don’t throw rocks at my face, “ you say. The shadow freezes. It steps a bit closer towards your house. “ Y/n? “. You recognize the voice. Isaac. How dare he? How dare he come to your house and thro-

“ I-I need h-help…” he says, his voice shaking and as he lets out a soft sob. You pull your windows close abruptly, making him think you're shutting him it. It’s only when he sees you opening the front door and mentioning for him to come in, not even two seconds later, that he feels slightly better.

He slumps towards you, head hanging low and his shoulders tensed up. With each step closer you can see more details on his face. Dark bags. Puffy eyes. Red nose. He has been crying.

You pull him into your house quickly, afraid that he will catch a cold if he stays out any longer. Is it a bad idea to let him into your house? Yes, it most definitely is. If any of your friends saw you doing this, they would give you a speech on why you’re acting like a dumb ass bitch. But you couldn't help yourself but melt at the sight of those puppy dog eyes.

Isaac makes his way up the stair towards your room. It’s more out of habit than anything. He is so used to it. To the feeling of his fingers gliding over your walls as he walks up the stairs, used to the smell in your room, used to the slightly pinkish light the would shine in your room during sunset.

He stands lost in the middle of your room. It’s different. Very different. Newly painted walls, different bed sheets, a new desk. But the same, comforting scent. He turns around quickly when he hears the door close behind you.

You know why he is here. Everybody knows why he is here. The word of a death spreads quickly through a town like this. Suddenly, his emotions come like a whirlwind. You wrap your arms around him as he sobs into your shoulder. You hush him slightly, softly rocking him back and forth.

You stumble towards your bed with him still in your arms. It takes some manoeuvring, but you make it. You sit down on the soft mattress, Isaac sitting half in your lap half on the mattress.

“ It’s okay, “ you say. Everybody has said that to him. Everybody keeps on telling him that’s it’s ‘ okay ‘ while everybody knows that’s it isn’t okay. “ It’s okay to cry. “. He would have stopped crying and thanked you for saying that if he could. But it is like his body forgot how to do everything but cry.

He sits in your arms for what feels like an eternity, but for him, it feels like not enough. You pull him away from you slightly when you notice his sobs lessening to look him in his eyes. One hand reaches up to his cheek, stroking the rough skin soothingly.

“ Wanna stay for the night? “. He is surprised, to say the least. After four months of pushing you away, you still welcome him with open arms. Isaac nods softly as he lays down on your bed. You pull off his shoes, knowing that he is too tired to do so.

You pull the covers over him to lock him in a pocket of warmth. “ I’m going to grab some water. I’ll be right back. “. He doesn’t reply, instead, he looks up at your ceiling too lost in his own thoughts.

A feeling of guilt waves in your heart as you leave him alone in your room. You’re only going to grab some water, which you kind of need to live, but still, it feels like your leaving him. With quick steps, you make your way back from the bathroom to your room.

Isaac changed positions, now laying in his side with one of your stuffed animals, that he bought for you, clasped tightly under his nose. “ You still sleep with him, “ he whispers, a sad laugh laced in his voice. You smile at him as you crawl under the sheets next to him.

His arm wraps around your waist as he pulls you closer. You stare at him. Even though he changed, became broader, more muscular and definitely grew some, he still looks the same.

“ I’m sorry. “ he croaks out. “ I’m so, so s-sorry. “. You nod as you pull his head towards your chest, letting it rest there so he could listen to your heartbeat, something that calmed him down. “ I know. “. You press a hast kiss into his curls. They’re oily and slightly sandy for some reason. “ I know. “.

PERMANENT TAGLIST ( OPEN ): @quacksonbarnes @cassiopeia-barrow

ISAAC LAHEY TAGLIST ( OPEN ):

[bus-stop-to-kpop]

My Princess (Hyunjin x Reader Royalty!AU)

Pairing: Stray Kids Prince!Hyunjin x Lady!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Royalty!AU

Summary: When Prince Hyunjin invites to a ball, everyone who is known is coming to attend.

Word Count: 2,106

A/N: Hey, I’m not dead, I’m really posting again. I took all my knowledge about royalty from six seasons of Downton Abbey, of course it’s quite unrealistic. But it takes place in the present, not in the 1920s. The ages are not canon btw. And this is probably the fluffiest fanfiction I’ve ever written before. Enjoy!

~ Admin A

When Prince Hyunjin invites to a ball, everyone who is known is coming. Dukes, Duchesses, Earls, Countesses, even famous actors and actresses and singers.

As the daughter of the Earl of a small province in South Korea, you are invited, too.

The ball is a really good chance to meet new people because basically everyone is going to attend.

You smile shyly into the cameras as you exit the limousine that drove you to the castle. Getting used to the cameras is a thing you still want to achieve.

Even though you kind of grew up with them, the paparazzi keep on getting bolder the older you get.

With a small wave to the cameras you turn around and enter the castle. You can see even more people arriving, the photographers don’t really know who they should take a picture of first.

The castle is beautiful. Huge chandeliers hang down from the high ceiling, the light is dimly because they used candles instead of light bulbs. You follow the other ones who arrived before you to the ball room.

Although you didn’t think this would be possible, the ball room is even prettier. The marble floor seems to be freshly polished and the little gemstones inserted in the chandeliers let everything sparkle. Just like in a fairytale, you think.

To be honest, you have no idea what to do, now that you arrived. A waiter offers you a glass of champagne and you accept it with a small smile.

Someone is waving at you. You identify the person as your cousin Lucy from England. Happy to have finally found someone you know, you walk towards her to be greeted with a long hug.

You haven’t seen Lucy for a few years now, because she started to study in France and being at university didn’t leave her much time to visit her family around the world.

“How come that you are here?” you ask as you let go of her.

“I was invited and who would I be to decline this invitation?” she laughs. “But jokes aside, I’m also here on family visitation. I wanted to visit you and your parents next week, actually. The next days I wanted to see all our cousins again, now that I have vacation.”

“That’s great, Lucy! I would love to have you stay with us, I really missed you” you say with a fond smile.

“I missed you, too. But now to the real reason we are here tonight: Did you see this cute guy over there? I think I’m going to introduce myself to him, soon.” Lucy says as she points in the direction of the man she is talking about.

You have to admit, he really is cute, but sadly not your style. Lucy can have him.

“Does that mean you are leaving me alone?” you pout jokingly.

“I’m sorry, I promise I won’t be away too long! I try to make him fall for my as fast as possible so that I can return to you again” Lucy laughs and starts to walk towards the man who caught her eye.

You sigh and turn your attention back to your champagne.

“At least you are staying here with me” you mumble under your breath as you take a small sip.

~*~

“Excuse me, you look so lonely. Would you mind if I join you?” a voice asks.

You almost choke on your champagne, never would you have thought that someone would actually try to talk to you.

As you look up, you feel like your eyes just have been blessed.

The man standing in front of you is the host of the party, Prince Hyunjin. The most handsome man on the planet for you.

“Of course I don’t mind” you manage to choke out, trying not to make any squeaking noises.

“I think we haven’t been properly introduced to each other yet. Prince Hwang Hyunjin.” Hyunjin offers you his hand.

You grab it and shake hands. His grip is warm and gentle, you hope that your hands aren’t sweating at this moment.

With a small smile you introduce yourself to him and let go of his hands.

In this moment the music changes and a slow waltz begins to play. Of course it had to be a waltz, you think. The prince just introduced himself to me and suddenly a slow waltz had to play. What a coincidence.

“Would you give me the honor of dancing with you?” Hyunjin offers you his hand to take.

“That’s smooth, I have to admit. But yes, you may have the honor of this dance.” You suppress the need to roll your eyes. Although you only properly met the prince a few minutes ago, he kind of seems a bit dorky to you.

Adorable

The smile that spreads in the prince’s face as you take his hand has your heart beating faster.

I only met him a few minutes ago! You remind yourself and follow him to the dance floor.

Lucky for you, your parents taught you how to dance when you were little so you didn’t have to embarrass yourself if anyone would ask you for a dance once. You always thought that it would never happen, but now you are thankful for the dancing lessons.

The gently grip on your waist as Hyunjin leads you over the dance floor sends electric jolts through your body.

Don’t blush, don’t blush. For heaven’s sake, don’t blush!

Of course you had to blush as Hyunjin looks into your eyes with this gentle expression of his. An almost loving expression.

The dance is over far too soon.

“I would love to repeat this one day” Hyunjin states with a small bow.

“I would love it, too.”

~*~

“You did WHAT? You danced with the prince himself, Hwang Hyunjin?!”

Your cousin can’t believe what you just told her.

“Yes, I did, but there is no need to shout…” you try to silence her.

“Of course there is. I mean, my cousin just danced with the prince of South Korea.”

“Please, it was just a dance, nothing serious.” A small hint of melancholy can be heard in your voice.

But… He said that he wanted to dance with me again? Maybe it was more serious than I thought? STOP! No false hope here, it would only hurt me in the end if I over interpreted something now.

“Miss, I have a note for you to deliver.” A waiter approaches you from behind and hands you a small piece of paper.

“Thank you” you mutter and take the note.

‘I enjoyed the talk and the dance with you. When do you have time for a small coffee date? –Hyunjin’

This can’t be real. He even left his number in the corner for me.

Your eyes search for a certain young prince in the room. He is talking with some other men a few meters away. As if he senses your glance Hyunjin turns around and smiles.

Your heart can’t stop fluttering for the rest of the night.

~*~

“Tell me something about you. I want to get to know you better.” Hyunjin sips at his iced latte.

The ball was about two weeks ago and now you had your first date with Hyunjin. It almost did cost all your nerves to find the bravery to write him a message, but now you two are sitting in this small café, drinking coffee and talking like normal couples would do.

“Actually, my life isn’t that interesting. My name is Y/N, I’m twenty years old and my father is an Earl. I want to start to go to university in June to study English literature. I have two little sisters, they are twelve and fifteen. Now, your turn.”

“Okay, my name is Hyunjin, I’m twenty-two years old and my father is the king. To be honest, I want to start my studies soon, too, also in English literature. Where do you want to study?” Now Hyunjin is curious. You two seem to have something in common, your love for books. He never met someone who loves literature as much as him.

“Seoul National University, why?” Your interest is triggered now, too.

Hyunjin lets out a melodic laugh. “I’m going to study there, too!”

“Wait, no way! We are going to study the same major at the same University?”

This can’t be real. There can’t be so much of a coincidence.

“Well, it’s true. But this means we will see each other almost every day” a dreamy expression takes over Hyunjin’s face.

The rest of the time you spend together you can’t stop talking about literature until it’s already dark outside.

“As much as I love talking to you, I think the café is about to close, Hyunjin.” You say with a fond smile.

“I will accompany you home. You still live with your parents, don’t you?” Hyunjin asks.

“Yes, but I will move to the campus soon.” You blush. Being a twenty-year-old woman still living with her parents isn’t something you are very proud of.

“Too. I also still live with my parents, don’t worry. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I actually know people way older than us who still live with their parents.” Hyunjin can’t help but coo at your cuteness. Because that’s what he thinks: that you are cute when you blush.

On the drive to your house you keep on chatting about your families, annoying royal duties and much more.

“Thank you for driving me home, Hyunjin,” you say as Hyunjin parks in front of your house.

“No need to thank, it should be self-evident for a man to bring his date home.” Hyunjin’s smile almost looks cocky. Almost. Mostly it looks warm and welcoming.

You chuckle. You still can’t understand how fast Hyunjin managed to make you fall for him.

“I don’t know if this is too soon, but may I give you a kiss as a goodbye?” Now Hyunjin starts to blush.

He looks absolutely adorable when he is shy, you note down in your head.

“It’s okay, you can kiss me”

You lean in halfway as Hyunjin leans over to kiss you.

When your lips meet in an innocent kiss, you almost feel like fainting.

The feeling of Hyunjin’s lips on yours is absolutely stunning for you.

It’s over far too soon. Hyunjin parts away with a satisfied and loving smile.

“Good night, Y/N. See you in your dreams”

“That’s so cheesy! Good night, you dork. Sweet dreams.” Again, you start to blush at his comment. Who would have known that the prince knew such cheesy pick-up lines?

You get out of the car and wave your date goodbye.

As you enter your house, you can feel your phone vibrating in your pocket.

‘I really enjoyed it. A second date next week, same time? –Hyunjin’

‘I’m already looking forward to it’, you type and send.

You can’t wipe off the smile in your face for the next few days.

~*~

Hyunjin and you have been dating for almost three months now. Two weeks ago you moved into your dorms, Hyunjin only living one corridor away from you.

You sit on your bed, watching a boring Netflix movie. The semester starts in two months and all you can do now is wait.

Suddenly someone knocks at your door. You walk over and open it, expecting to see your roommate, although she said that she won’t be back until noon.

You squeal and throw yourself in his arms as you see that it’s your boyfriend with take-out food.

“I thought you might be hungry, so let’s have a little lunch date at your room” Hyunjin laughs and hugs you back. “Watch out for the food, baby!”

“Oh, sorry. Come in, I’m actually really hungry. I was just too lazy to get up and eat something.” You admit.

Hyunjin sighs. “What would you do without me? Probably starve.”

“Yes” you chuckle as you grab the food.

After your ‘lunch date’, you decide to watch a movie together. But a few minutes later, you two cuddled up together, you fall asleep together.

Laying in Hyunjin’s arms always makes you feel safe and sleepy.

Even your roommate’s arrival can’t manage to wake you two up.

~*~

“Good morning, baby.”

A soft kiss is being placed on your forehead as you slowly wake up.

“Good morning… I don’t want to get up, Hyunjin. Can we just stay like this?” you ask sleepily.

“Of course, my princess” “Actually my title isn’t princess, yet. It’s ‘Lady’” you joke as you cuddle deeper into Hyunjin’s embrace.

“Maybe someday, Lady Y/N, maybe someday”

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i have The Same thing happening with a guy i work with i feel ur pain (also that snow story was super cute asdfgh)

To catch up on the thrilling saga of my unfortunate love life click here

Sis I wish you the absolute best okay we can get through this together <3 And yea I think about it a lot it’s kinda hard not too since it lowkey seems like something I’d read in a sappy Wattpad book hahaha

Anyway, another moment from the notecard.... And when I recount this saga to my friends I note this as the moment I knew I liked him btw

His brother snatched his car once so I graciously offered him a ride home which he agreed to. We talked freely to whole time, mostly talking shit about our least favorite coworkers (Kim if you ever see this I hate you).

At one point he roasted someone so hard I almost died laughing but jokingly said, “I’d hate to hear what you have to say about me when I’m not around” because he was generally pretty civil with this person so I thought they were friends (turns out they have hella beef).

And he goes “Oh I’d never say anything bad about you”

I casually ask “why?”

“Because I really respect you,” he says. I glanced at him quickly, sorta surprised. He continues with a light hearted smile saying, “I know we haven’t known each other long... but I do”

Yea from that moment on I’ve been a lovesick fool

[loose-leaf-teacanons]

Can you do also kikasa for the otp questions please?

1. Who liked the other first?

Kise. XD He’s not even surprised by it initially, because he gets temporary mini-crushes on people who impress him really easily, especially if they give him a hard time. With Kasamatsu, it’s kind of embarrassing, though – the guy is his captain, and a sour-faced hardass, and he’s not that impressive, okay, self??? Just because he ripped you a new one on your first day doesn’t mean he’s worthy of the dokis! You have standards!

He fully expects the stupid mini-crush to fade, and maybe it would, except Kasamatsu-senpai– (what the hell, self?! could you stop getting the dokis from calling somebody “senpai”? Urgh! …okay could you at least stop getting the dokis harder? /Please/?).

Well, except Kasamatsu-senpai keeps doing all those things Kise never even knew he needed (except for the whole throwing-stuff-at-his-head, though okay, if Kise is perfectly, entirely honest, sometimes he needs that, too. But don’t tell Senpai!!!), and he’s so passionate about basketball, and he works so hard, and he looks after everyone, and he’s got kind of a cute smile (one that sits a bit crooked like it’s not sure it should be staying on his face), and he’s actually pretty cool to be around, and he doesn’t talk down to Kise at all even though he’s really big on the senpai-kouhai stuff, and there’s something about his hard-won but earnest praise that makes Kise want to try ten times harder every time he’s on the receiving end of it, and how weird is that?

It doesn’t fully click for Kise until the Interhigh, where he ends up so taken care of and comforted (and he didn’t even know that was possible after failing to win, because at Teiko you just didn’t fail, period), only to then catch a glimpse of all the hurt and disappointment and frustration that Kasamatsu-senpai went off to bear alone, without letting on how he’s feeling to anyone, and that’s… yep, that’s the sound of Kise’s heart breaking.

That’s when he’s hit with something he hasn’t ever felt before, this overwhelming urge to not just bask in somebody’s company, care and attention but to give something back to them, to do even a little bit for them what they do for him.

That’s the moment it kind of starts dawning on him that this is love. He’s always thought of love as this burst-into-song thing with lots of flirting and pursuing and hearts and flowers and dates, that he never even thought it would actually be this, this “I will protect you and your happiness even if I die trying and even if you never know about it (actually it’s better if you don’t or you’d throw a basketball at me >.>) and I can’t imagine anything better than just seeing you proud and victorious and content.”

So yes, suffice it to say, he is so very, very screwed.

Kasamatsu, for his part, has Kise rather firmly in his “kouhai” drawer the entire time. Yeah, Kise’s special to him (special in the head! *eyeroll*), someone he feels responsible for and who is actually a good kid and pretty good company once you get at the passionate, hard-working, sharp personality buried under all that Teikou crap and the celebrity bullshit.

It’s not until he leaves for university that Kise even gets shuffled into the “friend” drawer (though they’ve been friends before that, obviously, it’s just Kasamatsu’s archaic and painfully earnest idea of senpai-kouhai dynamics that stops him from thinking of them as such), and sure, it’s probably a bit weird for Kise to remain so attached to him (seriously, did I clock him on the head too hard or something?), and it’s probably considerably weirder that Kasamatsu remains attached right back, but whatever, right?

And if he calls him rather more than he calls anyone else, if he schedules all his course load and homework so they get the occasional free weekend to meet up, if he shows up to watch all of Kaijou’s championship matches without fail, if he keeps sending Kise music mixes and remembering his birthday when he can’t remember anyone else’s without consulting his phone first (including his own; July… somethingsomething, right? *checks ID card*), well… anyway, that’s just how it’s always been with Kise.

(That sound you’re hearing, btw, is Moriyama and Kobori synchro-smacking their heads against the wall)

So yeah, Kise has his work cut out for him. XD

2. Where is their ‘special spot’?

Where indeed, senp– ow. Mean!

Kidding aside, I don’t think they really have one. Kise is always drawn to new places – he’s like a human Siri for trendy cafés, shops, movie theaters, music venues, etc. Kasamatsu calls it a skill that’s both amazingly useless and uselessly amazing, and Kise just sticks his tongue out because whatever, Senpai, you just admitted I’m amazing~~~! *sidesteps rib jab*

Kasamatsu himself tends to attach more significance to the events/memories than the places they happened in.

3. How do they cheer one another up?

Depends on what’s wrong, tbh. Kise is kind of a melodramatic handful to begin with, and he can bitch endlessly about small things like some kind of workplace rivalry or whatever, though in such cases he’s usually content to fling himself on the couch in an epic fit of pique and complain about it loudly and emphatically.

Kasamatsu will mostly leave him to it and go about whatever it was he was doing before Kise made his dramatic entrance, and then come back a couple of minutes later and be like, “So, you good?” (and Kise will whine for a while about how callous and disinterested Yukio-san is in his terrible plight, you go to get coffee while the light of your life is suffering from the cruelty and injustice of the wo–ow ow ow not my nooooose!!!)

But yeah, it’s easy to tell when Kise is truly upset because his entire being just dims. In those instances, Kasamatsu doesn’t say much, just holds Kise as he attempts to fold up all 189 cm of himself against Kasamatsu’s chest and maybe have a good cry. Kise will usually tell him what’s wrong after he’s all cried out, and Kasamatsu just stays and listens and tries to help him untangle whatever issue it was for as long as it takes.

Kasamatsu’s upsets are really quiet, and tense, and you can just watch the furrow in his brow deepen, and every fiber of his being tightening, and still he doesn’t say anything and keeps it to himself out of some idiotic idea that he has to be strong and work it all out himself. It’s incredibly frustrating for Kise, who knows he’s not nearly as experienced at comforting people or that good with giving advice, but that doesn’t mean he can’t try, dammit!

What usually happens is he human-barnacles himself to Kasamatsu before he can vibrate out of his skin from all the tension, puts his chin on Kasamatsu’s head and tells him to talk, Yukio-san in a tone that brooks no argument, so Kasamatsu eventually deflates and does.

4. What is their favourite movie to watch together?

They like watching action comedies and sports movies together (and man do they love to rant about how inaccurate the latter often are, seriously, that coach should be fired for such an untenable training regimen and that captain is a complete idiot).

Kise also loves cheesy romance movies and tearjerky K-dramas, though those frustrate Kasamatsu endlessly with their idiotic cliché plots and people’s inability to just fucking talk to each other, what the fuck, so he usually goes to do something else while Kise catches up with the 537th episode of Passion Island or whatever.

Though occasionally he can’t help but overhear something or other and comments on it semi-automatically from across two rooms, like telling the crying heroine to “Just dump that guy, he’s a fucker” and he’s not even doing it to be a smart-ass or anything – like for a moment he’s genuinely giving advice to this idiot character he doesn’t even care about, and Kise suddenly can’t with the cute.

5. When did they know that they are each other’s soul mate?

Oh good god, no. I mean, Kise will sometimes jokingly call them soul mates, but as romantic as that concept is in the context of a movie, he much prefers this relationship where they have to compromise and learn to fit around each other’s little quirks and smooth out each other’s edges, and sometimes they fight, too, but that’s all part of what makes working things out together so worthwhile.

Kasamatsu just doesn’t get the concept, not even in a fictional sense, and it continues to baffle him that people like Moriyama can actually go on a hunt for a “soul mate” in real life, honestly, are you an idiot??? He just finds it so unrealistic that people expect to find someone “perfect” for them, and then have a crisis at the first sign of disagreement or whine about actually having to put in an effort. Moro––hmmmfhfhgh! *snogged within an inch of his life by Kise*

6. Where do they primarily kiss one another out in public? Examples forehead, cheek, hand etc.

They usually don’t? Kasamatsu gets easily embarrassed by PDA in general, plus they’re both mindful of the fact that Kise is becoming an increasingly public figure (once his career really takes off), and one thing they can both do without is having their relationship splayed out and picked apart in stupid gossip columns or lived through vicariously by crazy fans or whatever.

That said, Kise is really good at picking moments or places where nobody’s paying attention. Kasamatsu has found himself tugged into alcoves and behind clothes racks, or pecked in the half-second before he gets out of the car, and then he has to spend fifteen minutes getting rid of his flaming face. Urgh.

7. Who goes all out for the other persons birthday?

Nah. They’re both pretty low-key with each other. It’s all small, practical gifts and cake, mostly. Sometimes they’ll organize old team get-togethers for the occasion, but yeah, it’s all pleasantly uncomplicated.

8. Whose clothes is too big for the other, but they wear them anyway?

I’ve said it before, but I will say it again: Kise is simply heart-broken that Kasamatsu refuses to wear any of his clothes, and that he himself is too big to fit any of Kasamatsu’s. Sometimes he’ll steal a sweater to drape over his shoulders and be all pouty because that’s the best he can manage.

9. Who is the one who stays up late baking brownies and dancing in their underwear wearing a baggy shirt, and who is the one who comes down to see the other being all cute?

I’m sorry, I still find the idea kinda creepy in general. XD And they? Are so not the type to do this, even if this were a thing people actually did.

10. Would they cuddle even though it is super hot outside?

Kise tries, peels away ten seconds later to complain about how it’s too hot to do this, tries again half a minute later only to establish that it’s still too hot to do this, and this’ll go on until Kasamatsu threatens to dump his ass on the floor.