#AGHHHH i just wish i remembered it all!!!!!!

[frecht]

i hate how many memories i don't have how many i can't access. i should be able to recall every single thing that has ever happened to me everything i have ever thought

[ozziethegreat]

• OZ’S 10K DTIYS RESULTS!!! 🌿🍬

Thank you to everybody who participated :)

Okay so this was very hard for me to do because I love all of ur art very dearly and I didn’t want to leave anybody out 💔💔 all of you did so well and I rlly appreciate the support yall give me!!! Tysm!!!

Anyway now to announce the winners :} remember to DM me for the prizes!!

⛧ FIRST PLACE :

@compassiontale DUDE I love ur art so much!!!! It’s so squishy and soft and the colors are very pleasing!! I especially like the atmosphere and also the perspective you did on his face, it looks very nice and well done 💞💞🩷🩷💗💗

I also like how clean and smooth the lineart is, it’s very nice to look at and I could find myself making this my pfp or lockscreen or something 😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️

And of course the animation 😭😭💗💗 I didn’t expect anybody to animate for this but you did and it turned out very well!! Color’s so cute I just want to squish him to death 🙏🙏😞😞 TYSSMM FOR PARTICIPATING!!!

⛧ SECOND PLACE :

@mintflavoredfemurs GAHH YOUU.. I love ur artstyle so much you have no idea 😭😭💗💗‼️‼️ I rlly love how it looks close to canon, I don’t see a lot of people with this artstyle and I rlly like it!! Idk what it is about it, I just like it a lot and it’s superrrr nice to look at. It turned out rlly well!!! He looks so whimsical I love him

I’d also like to appreciate the rainbow socks 🙏🙏🙏 of course I gotta mention the rainbow socks because he would wear them and I love him for it!!! Thank you so much for participating, I love ur art a lot please never stop drawing 😭😭‼️‼️💞💗💞💗💗

⛧ THIRD PLACE :

@epicsans epic…….. I want to be mean to you but I can’t because ur art is just so beautiful 😭😭😭💞💞💞💞for someone younger than me ur rendering is phenomenal and very eye pleasing 🙏🙏 ur absolutely amazing with lighting and shading idk how you do it man!!! It’s also amazing how detailed ur art is, I can tell you take a lot of time on it and that’s very admirable!!

I really love how detailed the hood fluff is it’s super nice to look at!!! Color looks so pretty I want to smooch his face and give him lots of love 💗💗💗

But yeah ur art is gorgeous tysm for participating and also being my friend!! 😭😭 You’ll never catch me being this nice to you again.

⛧ HONORABLE MENTIONS :

you all did great!!!

.k11ller_1rl.22 on disc, guineapigfufik on TikTok

@spiralsalad , @lovelyheartclover

@passive-nightmaresans , @smokin-corn

@ni3tt , @paximilion 💗💗💗💗

@gshaewru , @lucas0a

tezzxm_ on TikTok, thelostcardboard_b0x on TikTok

vestall on TikTok, @twistedmoltenrose

@wickjump , @undertalenerd

@justarando5555

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AGHHHH THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!! YOU ALL DID SO GOOD I WISH ALL OF YOU COULD WIN…😭😭💞💗💗💗💗💗

⛧ reminder for the winners to dm me for prizes!!!

Here’s the prizes if yall forgot:

1st : fullbody fully shaded character of choice

2nd : halfbody fully shaded character of choice

3rd : shoulder-up fully shaded character of choice

[rel124c41]

I suck horribly at actually talking to people but I NEED to make it known how much I've loved and enjoyed your jade fics!!! Every single one has been a total banger., i've been fed so well.

I absolutely loved the readers lack of autonomy in your japanese folklore fic (im typing off memory so my spelling of everything will be off) they didn't have a choice in anything. fish wife <3 I'll admit I was a little confused with the Garappo, i truly thought it was some weird suicide until Jade later mentioned it. And why Floyd mentioned his brother dying to one, (I honestly thought it was supposed to be jade creature)

AGHHHH fish wife??? really?? fish wife??? the ending was so delicious, i could almost visualize it. so lovely. the fear, lack of autonomy, the loss of all they've known, never knowing what's real and what's a fantasy. I'm not sure what you envisioned for their future, but I can imagine that lack of autonomy will be more of a pressing issue than it was. God, the view of that though!!! Someone you only remember when you're too hazy to be in the real world, someone that's been with you throughout your life, someone that's wanted you since you could remember. isn't that so romantic? Finally together where the sun can't part you, under the water.

i dont know how to really explain what im feeling, or what i think, but i feel like it's such a poignant visual to be killed by this Jade in that way. It feels like watching a puzzle you've been working on be completed, or reaching a new plot point in a game you like, it's this feeling of intrigue, anticipation, idk. I always get that feeling reading your fics and also HOLY FUCK THEYRE SO LONG!!!!!!

and dont think i've forgotten your other fics LOL im ready to talk about those too holy fuck. I don't have that much to say unfortunately, I really enjoyed them just as much but I'm far more speechless. The Jade fic based off of Mera's god! Floyd was... really nice. The altar scene felt like Jade was punishing them for something. That's just how the bee crumbles, though. "sadist" might not rhyme with "jade" but it's basically the same word anyway... I loved watching Jade's opinion of Reader change over the time skips, he goes from mild annoyance/hate or, idk, repulsion (?) to interest, to love (menace style).

The reader fulfilling nothing in the end was certainly something. I loved it.

I've never really had a family, so I can't understand reader's motivations in your "crowley finds a way to send Yuu home" fic, but it made me wish I had one. I enjoyed the ending, the usage of the ghost camera. Poor Jade, really. I don't have much to say, because I'm not personally a fan of angst.

I feel like I can safely say you're my favorite writer, even above Mera. (who i now know you're also a fan of!!! which is neat!!!!!)

i know i probably could've DMed you but I feel like an ask is more appropriate >:) i hope you enjoy the long ask, as an artist myself this is kinda like tags on my art, and i really feel like you deserve that happiness. not good at talking, my bad!!!!

oh the way this made my day, i’m on break for my 6-2 shift and just AAAAAAAAAA thank you thank you thank you for this ask (*≧∀≦*) i’m geeking over here man,, i’m so flattered

okay to answer the first thing about why Floyd mentions his brother got killed by one!! the entire point of him going there is to check if his future sibling in law opinion on yokai, his brother’s lovesick so Floyds on the case

he had to make the reader let him stay!! the idea of the garappa outside is more terrifying to the reader than letting in a stranger & he mentions his brother dying to one (falsely!!! he’s lying ofc!!!)

bc the reader’s like oh that sounds familiar for him to have a brother, that fits into place — doubled with the bath salts, it’s an ease slip inside the shrine

“the fear, lack of autonomy, the loss of all they've known, never knowing what's real and what's a fantasy.” dude why did you write Sundo better than me??? why did you write the whole thesis of Sundo in a more poetic and all around better way that i ever could holy shit

also if i was the reader i’d give into to be an umi bozu so easily,, like the eldritch beauty of becoming something truly incomprehensible, some Berserk-esque creature

like look at this!!!!! it would be so cool to be this!!!!! GIANT FISH WIFE!!!!

AAAAA to be a huge monster loved and adored by your husband who stole/shares your immortal soul and infects your memory like a leech 💕💕

“It feels like watching a puzzle you've been working on be completed, or reaching a new plot point in a game you like,” AAAAA THANK YOU!!! (￣个￣) this particular part has me geeking,, i’m a big video game fan so to mimic that feeling of completeness, integrality!!!

and yeah i’m always worried about length bc i’m too fluent in yappanese when it comes to writing

the altar scene in Psilocybin was definitely a mixture of punishment and accepting them into his world — he’s always going to be salty that he does not know what fear tastes, smells, looks like upon the reader! (〃´∀｀)

i’m a HUGE momma’s girl so that’s where the theme of Schism came from haha and i love Tool’s music — thank you for saying u like the ghost camera usage, i was worried the audience might not get this BUT reader does not end up leaving; that end scene is specifically with the fragment of her soul from the photograph on Jade’s desk

ALSO MORE THAN MERA???? AAAAA THATS CRAZY PRAISE 💕💕💕 (O∆O)

UM THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK <<<3 im tattooing it in my head forever!!!! also ure my first mutual and it’s such an honor bc you’re so incredibly talented and AAAA i’m still geeking 💕

[hyerinrose]

Hello, I'm kinda new to your blog but just wanted to say that I love your work! I love all of your yan characters (Though if I had to pick a favorite it would probably be the fictional character yan. My favorite book is Inkheart for a reason >_<) If you've read Inkheart or watched the movie, what do you think about a scenario where the reader has a similar gift to bring fictional characters into their world. Maybe they read some strange dialog that popped up while they were playing the game and then *bam* he's aliveee. Feel free to ignore this if it doesn't make sense 😅

Tysm!! I haven't watch or read inkheart but i do get what you're trying to convey :D at least i hope i do T-T

Read Zen/ Yandere Fictional Character here!

T/W : Dimension breaking(?)

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You were gifted, though not in a way that many assumed. Your gift comes in a form of being able to bring characters out of their books.

When you had first discovered this talent of yours, you were of the age of 7. While reading a book that your parents had given you to practice your reading skill, the character in the page suddenly come to life.

Terrified by it, you slammed the book shut and only opening it back after you had calmed down. Thankfully, the character were back in their place and not squashed by the page like you thought they would.

From then on you had rarely ever read aloud, fearing it happening again and having no clue how to explain yourself. It was especially hellish for you in school but you somehow manage to get by without reading aloud in class.

🎀Present time🎀

"Aghhhh! This game is so stingy with gems! How else am I supposed to buy more Melted Sundae for Zen??" You yelled out angrily while furiously scratching your head.

Exiting from the item catalogue, you were greeted with Zen's model facing you. The two of you were on a date of sort, this part being important as you have to level his love meter in order to not get a bad ending like you in your last playthrough.

However, with the lack of his favourite items in your inventory, your chances of getting a good ending were slim.

"Guess I'll just have to use my rizz to get that ending I wanted!" Smirking to yourself as you jump into a dialogue with Zen, their purple orbs lighten up uncharacteristically.

"Hello, [MC]! Where had you been? I missed you lots.." Zen said while pouting their lips which made you raised your eyebrows.

'That's weird.. my character should be there with him but he's saying that I've gone somewhere, huh'

You shook your head, dismissing the odd dialogue. 'Must've been a new update to immerse the players' you foolishly thought. You then tap the screen for the next part of dialogue to appear.

"Anyways, I'm glad that you're here now. Though.. I wish I am there with you when we spend time together" Their face fell as they begun twirling their white hair subconsciously.

Textbox appears as the game present the choices for you to choose. Strangely, none of them were the ones you remembered from your last playthrough.

Chose : 💌What do you mean? We're on a date aren't we?

You picked it as it felt like the right one and you had trusted your rizz to guide you towards a good ending.

Zen however frowned and looked at the screen, which surprised you. His love meter dropped to 0 and you regretted your choice immediately.

"No, I meant being with you as in physically being there. There with you, [Name]" The screen begun glitching along with Zen's model.

"What the fuckkk..?" Was all you could say as confusion consumed you.

Is this one of those games that had access to the user account to find their real name? Because if it weren't the case you would be shitting bricks by now.

"Don't yo-ou want t-to be with m-me, [N-name]?" Zen's voice comes out corrupted as the game continues glitching.

Another textbox appears and you were greeted with another strange choices. You decided to read the choices aloud while clicking it.

Chose : 💌Yes, I feel the same way!

Your screen then went black for a second before you were blinded by a white light. You shielded your eye with your arm, however you felt someone grabbing it causing your eyes to snap open.

There, Zen in all of their glory was crawling out of your screen. His grip on your arm tightened as a lovesick smile spread across their lips.

"Finally.. I can feel you, touch you, breath you in, [Name]! Oh I love you so much it hurts! Let's be together forever now"

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Reblogs and notes are appreciated! - Ai

[the-inbetween-sp]

APRIL 25th

Middle school teacher: alright class before we finish the day I want to announce that there will be a school trip this Monday , We will go to a camping trip for 3 days to learn how to bound with nature and how to survive in the wild so go home now and get some rest and we meet on Monday! Bell rings !

Jimmy: f-finely something f-f-f-fun this year !! Clyde: I know right we didn’t do anything exciting this year Token: we should definitely prank the girls it will be so fun Craig: can’t wait for Monday Tweek: me too Craig: will see you on Monday guys bye !!

Craig: can’t wait for Monday Tweek: me too man Craig: I wish we could skip the time to Monday Tweek: no no if wait we get more excited and we would have more time to plan what we can do for pranks and w- wait time ghaaa time what’s the time Craig ?!! Craig: 14:50 Tweek: ghaaaa I’m late again to work my dad is gonna kill me aughhh I have to go !! Craig: a-alright I’ll pick you up at 22:00 to walk you home so we can spend some time together Tweek: alright se yaaaa byeee Craig: bye babe

Craig: I guess I have to walk home alone… again I wish Tweek’s parents didn’t let him work he barely have time for hisself…

APRIL 27th the day of the trip:

Craig: I guess Tweek already slept.. he only knows how to sleep in buses, he’s so cute …

Craig: w-what the fuck is that ! I’ve never seen something like this !! Should I tell the boys.. no no they will think I’m stupid .. Tweek ? No he will freak out!!… the teacher ? No way ..

Craig: w-why no one noticed it ?! What if this is the end of the world or a portal to another world or a- stop overthinking Craig … you didn’t see anything alright ?!

Tweek: Craig is everything alright Craig: yeah I’m f-fine why?? Tweek: nothing you were juts squeezing my hand hard I thought you wanted something… are you nervous about something.. is there’s something you wanna talk about Craig ?! Craig: oh I see… I’m sorry if I bothered you from your sleep hon and I was just nervous because didn’t get the best sleep tonight from excitement !! Tweek: it’s ok you can sleep until we arrive ! Craig: nah no need because we arrive in one minute Tweek: whoa 40 minutes passed

Clyde: I can’t wait to prank the girls I had plans no one ever imagined here Stan: you guys I don’t think it’s a good idea to prank the girls b- Eric: awww someone is scared to get yelled at by the teachers or his girlfriend Kyle: no he’s right… didn’t you remember what happened last time we pranked the girls ?!! Token: yeah,that really sucked Tweek: yeah I don’t even wanna remember how many days I got grounded aghhhh- Jimmy: it sucks that we won’t be p-p-pranking anyone

Tweek: but no one said we will stop the pranks Jimmy… we’re boys we can have more fun together… we didn’t get all the supplies and the cheese sauce sprays for nothing… or the fake spiders we got Eric: who said the spiders I have is fake Craig: eww what the fuck Eric Eric: heheh Jimmy: l-let’s go boys p-pranks night Everyone: wohoooo Eric: looks like tonight is the night that Kyle dies Kyle: shut up

A FEW HOURS LATER

Clyde: guys a-are you sure it’s a great idea to go to the lake that late??? Craig: cmon Clyde don’t be such a cry baby Tweek said there is a lot of interesting shit in there Tweek: Yeahh I remember when I went here with my parents we saw a hunted cabin Clyde: Tweek you’re not scared of hunted stuff???

Tweek: as long as Craig is next to my side I’ll be fine… I mean I can definitely defend myself alone but I just get anxious that’s why I need Craig by my side

Craig: Tweek how many times I told you … you cannot rely on anyone you only need to have some confidence Tweek: a lot of times … Craig: what’s the point if you don’t listen Tweek: I’m trying my best dude Craig: I know…

Craig:now cmon Clyde everyone is waiting you boy Clyde: I- Tweek: cmon before it’s 00:00 Craig: yeah before a ghost comes and haunt you or something

Clyde: ughh- fine fine !!!.. God…

Kenny: Clyde is such a cry baby it’s just a hunted lake nothing will happened… man Craig: I know right ..!! Tweek: yeh Eric: I always told you Clyde is such a lame you never listened Craig: yeah but even if Clyde is like the lamest person ever he’s still my best friend so you better watch it Eric Stan: you guys I’m glad we went here alone without the other boys Craig: I agree with Stan Eric: real imagine if we brought pip here with us it would be so lame Token: lameeee Kyle: or Damian he it will definitely be so not cool Eric: finely Kyle said something I can agree with Craig: seriously though it’s better if it’s just 9 of us I mean we’ve been all that kind of Tweek: 9 of us we were always that friend rivals friend group Craig: yeah Stan: for real that’s why I think we like trust each others… Kenny: except for Eric Jimmy: guys we never talked about how we feel about each other as a friend group b-before this is weird Kyle: I mean we should in some part of life admit our feelings to the people we like Stan: right Eric: what the fuck guys you’re making me feel like this is my last day what the heck Tweek: g-guys ? Kenny: what Tweek: I feel like something is missing Kyle: more like someone Stan: no it’s not another prank you too are pulling … not now !! Kenny: ahh— where’s Clyde ??? Craig: Clyde what do you mean he’s right behind me se-

Craig: C-Clyde???!!!

[flowerandblood]

Sooo, looking back, I’m pretty sure the first series you made that I read from the beginning till the end was Sweet Kiss, Sweet Blood, and like, I had to go and look at how long ago it was because I had literally forgotten 🤣

You’ve made me go through roller coasters of emotions through your writing, like with Glass Cuts Deepest I felt a tightness in my chest when they started getting close and we got to see so much vulnerability in Aemond (still to this day one of, if not my favourite Aemond fic). I remember waking up every day while in summer vacation, waiting for the fresh new chapter of The Impossible Choice (I’ve been re-reading it on AO3 now that you have put it there).

I remember you ranting about your husband, and honestly you guys seem so happy, you’re lucky to have each other :)

Anyway, it’s been a while since I’ve been meaning to show you a bit of appreciation because I honestly think you’re an amazing writer (should you ever wish to publish anything, let us know because I will swallow it in about 0.4 second haha) and I wanted to thank you for all the fanfics.

So keep it up ! See ya with the next update 👋

Aghhhh!!!! Hi, sweetheart! I see you in my notifications all the time too, so, again, I'm so happy that you write to me from this account so I can know that it's you! Your words mean a world to me, really. I mean it. From my perspective it's like: maybe they read only two or three things from me once in a while, when I just can't believe that some of you reread my works. It's just heartwarming.

I went through my way by writing it all and you by reading, God, I don't know how I was able to publish back then almost everyday?! Shock! My husband wasn't happy. 😐 I had to slow down a little, hehe!

Again, thank you thank you thank you for reaching out to me and for your super kind words!!!!! 💕💕💕💕

Ask games: which of my fics brought you to my blog

[sakasakiii]

Ok so I’ve been meaning to say this FOREVER, but I also kept forgetting so I’m FINALLY doing it. First of all tho, I jus wanna say how absolutely STUNNING and FANTASTIC ur art is, like it’s the first fan art I started getting into and I’m SOSOSOSOSOS obsessed with ur beautiful pictures. BUT! So many times I’ll be texting someone, and before i put an emoji I sometimes feel like I need something to better express my emotions, and I ALWAYS ALWAYS think of ur ADORABLE little faces u have ur characters do sometimes. Like I think it was a Maglor one (I think) and he was crying, and I always wanna use it instead of the sobbing emoji. ANYWAYS I think it would be the BEST thing if u could (please please) just do a few emojis so I could wish more that I could use them to express myself lmaoo.

anyways ur art is just so beautiful and stunning I don’t think I’ll ever stop obsessing over it🥰❤️😍🙏💞💓💘💝💗💕❣️

oh my gooDNESSS you are so so sweet!! im honestly DUMBSTRUCK man i,,, 😭😭😭 thank you so much!! im very grateful for all your support (plus ur URL is so distinct, i recognise it instantly hahaha), plus to hear that my art was one of the first you got into is such high praise i think i may devolve into a puddle of weepy tears eeeeeeyarghh 🙇‍♀️🥺💞

ay!!! that reminds me of some pet peeves of my own too- like for example, one of my friends' discord servers (gramps and co if ur reading this 🗞️) has these custom emojis that look like this -> (˯ ᵘ ꒳ ᵘ ˯) but emoji form lmao... im so accustomed to using them that when im out of the server i struggle to find other basic emojis that express the same sentiment!!! 😂 but still, im utterly FLOORED you remember the dumb expressions i draw on my chibis aghhhh YOU'VE ABSOLUTELY MADE MY DAY 💓💓

so of course, your wish is my command!!! i ended up doing it in the style of an expression sheet with.... not so helpful labels... BUT i had a lot of fun with this! thank you so much for taking time to send in this ask again, and i hope this lives up to ur expectations 😚 if you'd like me to do so in a different way, don't hesitate to let me know! 💓

[godsofhumanity]

CLASS OF THE TITANS (2005-2008) | REVIEW

so here’s a show that I used to watch as a child but couldn’t actually remember almost a decade later! then i discovered that it was about greek mythology and i knew i had to watch it again, and it is soooo worth it.

OVERVIEW:  The descendants of Achilles, Artemis, Hercules, Jason, Narcissus, Odysseus, and Theseus are summoned to New Olympia on a mission to save the world from Cronus, who wants revenge after escaping from 4,000-years imprisonment.

RATING: 8/10. the show is honestly actually quite accurate to a point,, and i actually learnt new things about greek mythology from watching. there’s a lot of thought put into the storyline, and it’s really great to see.

AVAILABLE ON: youtube (Retro Rerun has all 52 episodes)

NOTE: there is an unaired alternative ending you can watch here. skip to 3:50.

THINGS I LIKED:

- greek myth au where Pan is a DJ who goes by the name of “DJ Panic” and uses his music to make plants grow wildly and kill off the human race >:D

- literal dad Apollo with a full belly and beard???? what a hottie

- EVIL CRONUS!!! what a great villain!!!!! he has everything you could ever want in a villain:

evil smile, evil laugh, evil motivations, wears black 24/7, follows a red/black/grey/white colour theme, is tall, says “ta-ta” and waves like a posh british person, says the line “come to daddy” when referring to a monster, grins a lot, wicked eyebrows, black hair with a lethal streak of grey, sharp cheekbones, is polite in a condescending way, mocks people, has cool scythe weapons, hires dumb henchmen.

- Hephaestus where he isn’t dumb or bullied by the other olympians!!!! he’s smart and a little feisty, and he has a special boot for his leg!!! he’s probably actually one of the most essential gods in the story!

- Zeus is not portrayed as a playboy.. if you want King Zeus, Leader of the Greek gods and Pursuer of Justice- this is the show for you <3

- Hermes being a dad and scolding his son, while also being proud of what a great thief he is (this is about Autolycus)

- using the version of the Arachne myth where Athena curses Arachne because she was pissed at how good Arachne was. i do think that Athena must have been a little bit vain as demonstrated in Paris’ myth AND the Arachne myth so i’m glad they chose this version. however, Athena acknowledges that perhaps she was unjust, and Arachne acknowledges that she shouldn’t have been so egotistical about it- and they make up, and Arachne is turned back into a human <3

- Hera’s battle armour transformation

- Orion and Artemis T-T Orion’s transformation from the sky was very awesome and creative,, and it was very touching how he and Artemis made-up <3

- awesome story line!! it’s very well written, and it explores so many different aspects of greek mythology- some stuff i hadn’t even heard of until i researched further!

- makes mythology easier for children to understand, without dumbing it down too much. Cronus even refers to Hera, Poseidon AND Zeus as his children, despite Hera and Zeus being married- but it’s done so that it doesn’t sound weird, which is an incredibly brave decision for a kids’ show

- portraying the descendants of the heroes as being of various cultures- this is something soooo tricky to do i feel, and so many people do it in a way that completely erases the fact that greek mythology is GREEK! here, the greek gods themselves are still greek, and the main protagonist (Jay) is also Greek,, but they make it completely plausible that since thousands of years have passed, the Greek hero bloodlines have mixed with other cultures and thus their descendants are of other cultures besides Greek. i thought this was a very clever way of having diversity without it being at the expense of authenticity. 

- the soundtrack was pretty cool i thought, and the animation very smooth

- classifying Narcissus as a “hero”.. idk,, i just thought it was a funny idea and Neil’s power being “luck” was hilarious

- everytime Jay said “Cronus!”

- if you like the HC that Poseidon has no idea how to swim due to him taking advantage of his ability to control the sea, then there is a scene towards the end of this show where Poseidon is literally drowning due to the fact that he doesn’t know how to swim T-T

- the ending!!!!!!!! aghhhh Cronus ur the baddest of them all King <3 really wish there was a season 3, but at the same time, it was a good place to stop.

- Herry’s grandma whacking Cronus. get his ass Queen!

THINGS I DIDN’T LIKE:

- i guess rewatching as an older person, i never realised how misogynistic some of Archie’s lines were.. like, i love Archie as a character- but some of his lines, especially those concerning Atalanta, were so possessive and weird and it’s odd because none of the other characters are like that. 

- not something that i didn’t like per say, but i kinda thought from the first few episodes that it was Jay and Atalanta that would be together, but then Theresa came and it became Archie and Atalanta (punks stick together) and Theresa and Jay (good kids/leaders stick together) which was a little stereotypical i guess,, just something i observed

- alternative ending- i HATE the way Jay’s finger just kinda,, “wiggles” at the end like he’s still kinda alive after a piano has been dropped on him T-T

- Odie complaining every two episodes about how he’s “underrated” and “unappreciated” just because he’s the nerd character. the geeks on the team are literally so essential to the team’s success,, like the team would literally die without them and i’m a little sick of the trope where the nerd throws a temper tantrum because they’re the “weak link”... STOP IT! i want to see the nerd being on equal footing with the team, and understanding that they are just as valuable as the brawns of the team.

- Daedalus’ android counterpart was actually insanely freaky,, as was Cronus’ robot version, especially when it’s skin started to melt off in the fire :0

- Artemis being one of the 7 “original” heroes... Atalanta was literally right there?? also Hippolyta? Penthesilea? idk,,, odd decision.

[fanficshiddles]

Blushing in His Colours, Chapter 9

Mia and Loki had another date night, just in the tower. They ordered takeaway and watched a movie together in Mia’s room.

They both picked a thriller to watch. Loki secretly pleased with the film choice, as there were a few jumpy scenes that made Mia jump and cling to him.

At the end, Loki couldn’t resist making her jump once more. He just grabbed her sides and made a loud noise, making her jump but then she started laughing and hit his chest playfully.

‘Meanie!’ She laughed.

Loki chuckled and started tickling her sides under her top, making her laugh even more as he leaned over the top of her, eventually his fingers stilled on her sides as he leaned down to kiss her.

Mia melted into his kiss and touch, her entire being turning into mush. Loki stroked his hands down her sides, growling against her lips as he moved further over her.

‘Put those hands of yours up above your head, sweetling. Keep them there.’ He hummed softly, nuzzling her nose.

She did as he asked straight away, making Loki smile. ‘Good girl. Now, don’t move them.’ He used his Seidr to have her clothes disappear from her body, making her breathing hitch.

Loki grinned mischievously as he started to lower himself down her body, kissing down between her breasts and then her stomach just above her naval. But he then, using feather light touches, started exploring her body more. He trailed his fingers down her sides, making her squirm and giggle.

Loki smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing. Mia knew too, but she tried her hardest to keep her arms up. But when Loki’s fingers started getting lower to her hips, she started laughing harder and brought her hands down to try and protect herself.

‘Hands, sweetling.’ Loki growled, but playfully. He knew it would be impossible for her to keep her hands up when he was being so mean.

‘Aghhhh!’ She cried out and tried putting her hands up, but she was so ticklish she just couldn’t.

Loki chuckled wickedly as he moved up over her, taking hold of her hands he pinned them down above her as he kissed her on the lips, pressing down against her. ‘Naughty, naughty.’ He teased.

‘That’s impossible, you’re cheating!’ She giggled, blushing.

Loki laughed and kissed her again. ‘There is something I want you to do for me.’

‘What is it?’ She asked quietly.

His heart almost melted at the look of pure innocence in her eyes. He smiled and stroked her cheek softly. ‘I want to see how you pleasure yourself, little sweetling.’

Her eyes widened and her cheeks went even redder. ‘R… really?’

Loki nodded. ‘I know you’re shy, but it would make Daddy extremely pleased.’

She hid her face against his shoulder with a whine. It was one thing if Loki was touching her, but having to perform for him was something else entirely. She felt so nervous as he kissed her forehead.

‘You can do it, little one. I know you can. Daddy will pleasure himself too while watching you.’ He purred.

Mia would be lying if she said the thought of watching Loki pleasuring himself wasn’t a huge turn on.

Loki moved off of her and slipped off the bed. Mia watched curiously as he grabbed the chair by her desk and pulled it over to the end of the bed. He sat down, legs splayed open, but his clothes disappeared from him and Mia was once again amazed by his body.

She averted her eyes shyly, making Loki grin. But he knew how shy she was, so he started to stroke himself first. He was already semi-hard anyway.

‘Come on, little one. Let me see how you pleasure yourself.’ He purred.

Mia bit her lip, feeling really nervous. She didn’t want to just open her legs as he was looking directly up at her. But she knew that’s why he sat there, so he would have the perfect view of what she was doing to herself.

Looking at his large hand languidly stroking his cock, she took a deep breath and slid her hand down between her thighs. She was already wet, which didn’t surprise her. She opened her legs just enough to give herself access, but Loki wanted more.

‘Spread them further, my little sweetling.’ He ordered gently.

Mia lay back on the bed and looked up at the roof, unable to keep looking at him anymore with the hungry look he had on her. She opened her legs further, giving him a much better view. He moaned his approval as she started slipping her fingers through her folds and over her clit.

Loki watched in awe as her dainty little fingers rolled over her clit. He took note of the rhythms and firmness she used on herself, what made her breathing get heavier and what made her toes start to curl.

‘Do you often try to insert a finger when pleasuring yourself?’ Loki asked, still stroking himself.

Mia looked down at him, feeling slightly braver and more relaxed now pleasure was coursing through her veins.

‘Uhm… It depends… Sometimes, I do, if I have been… playing for a while.’ She said shyly.

Loki chuckled. ‘The wetter you get, the more you want to feel something inside of you?’ He asked knowingly.

‘Yeah.’ She whined, nodding her head quickly. ‘Sometimes there’s still too much resistance though, so I stop. But sometimes I can get a finger in with little problems.’

Loki nodded, understanding. ‘Make yourself cum, Mia.’

Mia was glad when he said that, because she was so close anyway. She started whining a little as she rubbed over her clit continuously, then she arched up off the bed and closed her eyes as she came. Loki noticed the orgasm wasn’t as strong as when he had given her orgasms before, that made him feel a little smug.

Ignoring his own pleasure, he crawled on the bed and up over the top of her. Unable to resist touching her again, especially after watching her touch herself.

He thrust his tongue into her mouth, coaxing her to move with him. She tentatively wrapped her arms around his back, holding onto him while they kissed. But then Loki had an idea.

Rolling off to the side, he turned her around so she had her back to him. She squeaked in surprise when he pulled her flush against him, his cock went between her thighs, snug against her cunt. The two of them moaned as he moved against her, rubbing the length of his cock on her. Her lips were spread open over him, so he was rubbing on her clit too.

It felt amazing for them both.

‘Ohhh yes.’ Loki moaned, nipping her earlobe.

Mia started whimpering and crying in pleasure, feeling the intimacy too. It maybe wasn’t penetration, but it still felt bloody amazing as Loki thrust back and fore, rubbing against her so well.

She was the first to cum, a strong orgasm that had her trembling and moaning. Loki followed quickly, feeling her wetness covering his cock. When he came, he made a mess of her, but Mia was delighted at the sticky feeling down there.

Loki panted against her ear and kissed her shoulder before slipping from between her thighs and turning her around. He frowned when he saw she had a few tears.

‘What’s wrong, sweetling? Did I hurt you?’ He wiped her tears off her cheeks.

‘Not at all… I just… I never even thought of doing something like that. Getting so close and… intimate. But without actually doing it.’ She smiled and cried at the same time, just feeling so happy.

Loki smiled and put his arms around her, cuddling her nice and close. He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back.

‘I told you, Mia. There are many things we can do without penetration. You seem to be a rather sexual being too, which will make exploring and trying new things all the more fun. Tell me, do you find your pleasure greater when it’s me doing things to your body than when masturbating?’

Mia buried her face into the crook of his neck and nodded. ‘I do… I uhm. I do masturbate a lot, but the orgasms were never as good until with you.’ She admitted.

‘That is good to hear… But remember the rules, no touching yourself without my permission now.’ He smirked.

She giggled. ‘I don’t think I would want to anyway… Please don’t make me touch myself on front of you like that again though.’ She whined.

Loki laughed and slipped his hand down to her bottom, giving her a squeeze. ‘You’ll do as you’re told, little one.’ He said firmly, the tone and where his hand was made her cunt throb again.

Loki knew it was just shyness that made her not want to do that again. If it had been something that hurt, he would’ve stopped immediately and respected her wishes.

She just grumbled in response, making Loki chuckle as he kissed the top of her head again.

[hazydaaze]

I’m so glad you put into words how I feel about Kate & Jo. I’m really bummed out. It’s made me feel like I’m begging for the crumbs of just an acknowledgement of something between them, even if it was one-sided (which wasn’t the impression I got, but hey, crumbs). I don’t get why they had Kate stand up for Jo so much & then essentially save her if they were going to leave it so cold at the end. I’m having a right miserable day today. I’ve taken some comfort from your writing that I’m not alone, so thank you.

After I went to sleep (barely got any) and woke up remembering how fuckin shitty Line of Duty treated Kate and Jo, this message made me feel so much better. Thank you. X

I’m just sat here in rainy Glasgow wracking my brains over why no one (in the LOD cast and crew) was talking about what they’d done to them. Even if it was one-sided and Kate was pretending (which I don’t honestly believe she was either) then we deserved an explanation stating that’s what happened. We deserved some sort of conclusion, either way. Not referencing it at all was the worst possible outcome. 

I honestly wish I could send the article to Vicky and Kelly in the hope that we can hear their views on what happened. Even if Vicky hadn’t meant to act in a way that showed Kate reciprocated her feelings, Kelly’s acting showed Jo’s genuine, deep feelings for Kate and it was all in the dialogue too. I am CONVINCED they would’ve seen the script for the finale and questioned why their relationship wasn’t addressed, after all the focus on building it up.

As you said, Kate risked so much during the car-chasing scene to protect Jo, and we didn’t receive any answers on why that happened, or why she’d so stubbornly defend Jo to Ted and Steve. 

Nothing made sense and every part of me is annoyed! 

I won’t be watching series 7 (if there is one) unless Kelly MacDonald is in it, which I highly doubt she will be. Otherwise, they’ll probably push a Kate and Steve romance on us and it’s just so funny aghhhh, get to fuck Jed. Just the thought of those two kissing makes me squirm. 

I don’t have a resolution to what happened, but I just want you to know you aren’t alone babes. I will write all the articles that I have to until Kate and Jo are seen. They were so beautiful, weren’t they? 

[hold-me-sickfics]

14 Days: J-Hope (Part 1)

Aaaaaand we’re at J-Hope! I had to split this fic into two parts because I wanted to do an injury/hospital and then a “back at home recovering.” Huge thank you to @thatoneemokpop-02 for the help on ideas and proofreading and all the support! (BTW: thanks to them, there will be a few major fluffy and sweet moments in part two!) 

TW: Emeto, injury (broken bones), fainting, hospital, anxiety/panic attack, food (if there are any I missed, please let me know!)

Prompt: Dance practice has been grueling. Every day, Hoseok has been in the studio practicing from 6:30 a.m. till around 8:00 p.m. at night. The others tell him it’s too much, but he insists that he’s just going over the routines on video for part of it, and that he’s taking breaks regularly. The members all know that Hoseok is overworking himself, but they can’t keep him from it. But what happens when Hoseok finally pushes himself over the edge, and makes a mistake? The kind that might keep him off his feet for a couple weeks…

“Is he home yet?” Namjoon came into the apartment and closed the door. The air outside was frigid, so he was glad he’d worn a thick coat.

“Nope. Won’t even answer his phone.” Jin tapped away at the keypad, dialing Hoseok’s number again.

A couple seconds later, Jin turned the phone to face Namjoon and put it on speaker.

“We’re sorry. Your call could not be completed as dialed. Please check the number and try again.” The dial tone started up once again. Jin hit the end call button and placed the phone on the counter.

“I can’t believe this. He swore he’d be home by 8:00.” Namjoon sat down and placed his face in his hands. “He’s gonna hurt himself Jin. He’s putting too much stress on his body and I don’t know if he even cares. He’s so consumed with perfecting those routines that he’s pushing himself too hard.”

Jin brought over a mug of coffee.

“I know. I wish he’d take a break, but the best thing is just to wait until he perfects it and calms down on his own.”

Before Namjoon finished his coffee, Hoseok half-stumbled through the door.

“I thought you were gonna be home by 8.” Namjoon took another sip.

“Sorry. Just wanted to do one more run through.”

“It’s 11:30 at night Hoseok. You’ve gotta stop.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m alright. See?” Hoseok straightened up and showed the others that he was alright.

“I’m not gonna let you run yourself into the ground like this! What if you get hurt?” Namjoon didn’t mean to raise his voice, he just felt so worried that he couldn’t help himself.

“Easy Joon. I think he gets it.” Jin looked the dancer over.

“Hobi, are you alright? You look really pale.” Jin touched his palm to Hoseok’s face.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” Hobi looked at Namjoon weakly.

“Hobi, I’m sorry. I’m sorry okay? I just… I worry. Jungkook just got stitches put in a couple months ago, and he’s just now back. I don’t want anything to happen to you or any of us for that matter.”

“It’s alright Joon.” Hoseok half-smiled to show him that it was okay. “I’m just gonna go to sleep. I think I need rest more than anything. Goodnight guys.” Hoseok got up slowly and went to his room.

“I’m really worried Jin.” Namjoon took the last sip of coffee, and then placed the mug in the sink.

“I am too. But, there isn’t anything we can do right now. Honestly, Joon you need to rest yourself. You’ve got that Zoom meeting with BigHit in the morning and you look like you’ve been up for days.” Jin rubbed his back.

“Maybe you’re right.”

Jin and Namjoon prepared for bed, but little did they know, Hoseok was in a lot more pain than he let on.

Hoseok could feel each muscle in his body just aching- aching like they had been put through a ringer and then put back in him. He refused to take any pain meds, and just hoped that a hot shower and a good night’s rest would help.

Well, 5:00 a.m. came, and Hoseok couldn’t believe it, but he felt even worse. He decided to leave the house and head to the studio before the others were up so they wouldn’t ask questions. He did stop and grab breakfast at a local McDonald’s before he started up, but he would soon realize that the buttery biscuit and crisp bacon with a coffee and an orange juice would come back to bite him.

He reached the studio, and proceeded to start the music and jump right into the routine he’d been practicing the night before. He really, really should have stretched.

“Light! It! Up! Like! Dynamite!”

Hoseok kept getting stuck at the part where he had to move his feet quickly and get back in formation. He decided to run it again, and try to get it right this time.

“Light! It! Up! Like-“

And everything went black…

“Hoseok! Hoseok? Hey can you hear us?”

Hoseok awoke to staff members standing all around him. Two of them were on the phone, three were from the med staff, there were six standing around talking to office staff, and there were two… oh no.

“He’s not responding to it. Hoseok, can you move your toes?”

“No no no…” Hoseok started crying. He knew what he’d done, and he was about to be paying for it.

“Okay its alright, we’re calling the paramedics.”

“I’m gonna puke-“ Hoseok turned to the side, and threw up everything he’d had for breakfast. He didn’t realize how much he’d eaten until it was all splattered out in front of him.

Then, he heard one of the staff speaking.

“Yeah, he’s awake. We’ll send a car over to pick you guys up. I don’t know how bad the break is. He can’t move his toes. It doesn’t look good.”

He must be talking to the other members. Hoseok knew he was about to be in huge trouble, but at least he’d have the others to comfort him. Now that the initial shock was over, the pain was setting in… and it hurt… bad.

“Ah aghhhh,” Hoseok turned his head to the side hoping that not seeing his leg would ease the pain. It did a little, but not enough.

“Hoseok, the paramedics are here. Just breathe, we’re gonna take you to the hospital.” Hoseok nodded in response to the staff member’s words.

It didn’t take long for Hoseok to get admitted into the ER triage room. His blood pressure was skyrocketed, he was physically exhausted, his body was extremely lacking in vitamins and he was dehydrated, and oh yeah, his right leg was broken in two places. The first place was a hairline fracture in his femur, and the second was a full break in his right ankle.

Hoseok had gotten lucky. The hairline fracture would take 4 months to heal, but it would be able to recover completely. The ankle breakage would require Hoseok to be in a wheelchair for at least six weeks, then, they’d consider switching him to crutches. Hoseok was heartbroken, and due to traffic, he had to hear the news alone…

The medical staff had to put Hoseok on some pretty high anxiety medications to help him calm down. His blood pressure was nearly back to normal, but he was also relatively knocked out. As expected, when the boys showed up, Yoongi was the first to bust through the door.

“Hobi!” He rushed to the boy’s side.

“Dang it Jung Hoseok…” Yoongi’s eyes flooded with tears. Yoongi kissed his hand, and held it close to his chest.

The doctor filled Namjoon in on the condition of their injured bandmate. Namjoon just nodded and joined the others in the recovery room.

A nurse came in and turned down the dial on Hoseok’s IV.

“Hi guys, I’m gonna go ahead and wake him up. If he’s still too panicky, we’ll have to try something different. I think the whole incident traumatized him a bit. Try to help him stay calm. No raising voices or talking about difficult topics if you can.”

Hoseok woke up slowly, and his heart began racing again.

“Hey, hey easy baby, it’s alright. Easy Hobi…” Yoongi held Hoseok’s hand with one of his own, and used the other to sweep Hoseok’s sweaty locks back off of his forehead.

“Hmmmm, hmmm…” Hoseok uttered shaky whimpers. “Yoon-Yoongi? I- I-“ Hoseok’s breathing sped up, and then he gagged. Hoseok was known for his tendency to throw up under scary situations.

The nurse held a small plastic bag under Hoseok’s chin.

“Here, may I?” Yoongi asked, standing up.

“Sure,” the nurse handed the bag over, and moved over to Hoseok’s other side.

“It’s okay, hey remember what we practiced? Hm? Look at me baby. Count to five for me. One, two..”

“T-th-three..” Yoongi relaxed as Hoseok started to count with him.

“Good job bud, okay now tell me what is something you can see right now?”

“Y-you.”

“Right. What’s something you smell?”

“Your c-cologne.”

“Which one?” Yoongi thumbed Hoseok’s hand.

“T-the one I bought you.”

“Yeah, yeah that’s good babe. That’s good. What’s something you can feel?”

“You.”

“Good. What do I feel like?”

“Cold. It feels good.”

“There you go baby. You’ve got it.”

Hoseok started breathing normally and Yoongi gave the unused bag back to the nurse. She left once she realized that Hoseok was in good hands. She did tell them that if he needed anything, to call her.

“I’m scared Yoongi…”

“I know you’re afraid. Just focus on me right now. We’re not here, we’re at home. We’re watching that stupid soap opera you like.” Yoongi chuckled through tears. Hoseok let out a small chuckle himself.

“Hoseok?” Namjoon spoke up. They all watched as Hoseok’s heart rate jumped slightly.

“Don’t worry, it’s okay. You don’t have to be scared. I just wanted to tell you I’m glad you’re alright. You’ll be alright and we’re all here for you. Even JK brought you a sprite that he’s too shy to tell you about himself.”

Hoseok’s heart rate went back down and he smiled as the other members split and let Jungkook come through.

“Here you go hyung… I thought… you might be thirsty…” Jungkook’s lip quivered, and Hoseok went into hyung mode.

“It’s alright Kookie, come here.” Hoseok still felt weak, but he lifted himself up to give the youngest a hug.

“We’re all glad you’re okay Hoseok, and we’re here for anything you need.” Jin lightly squeezed Hoseok’s arm.

Hoseok heard a couple sniffles from the back of the group.

“Jimin-ah, Taehyungie, I can hug you both too.” Hoseok held his arms out to them, and they of course came to hug him.

“Joon, why don’t we take the boys home? Yoongi, you just stay here with him. I’ll send a bag back with yours and Hoseok’s things for the night.”

“Thanks Jin.” Yoongi and Hoseok watched as the others left.

“How are you feeling babe? Any pain?”

“Yeah… it’s kinda intense. It wasn’t as bad when it first happened, but I guess I was half out of it. They were gonna give me meds but I told them I’d probably just puke them all back up.”

Yoongi stroked Hoseok’s cheek.

“Yoongi…?”

“Yeah?”

“I can’t dance… for months… what if… what if they forget… what if they forget about me?”

“Okay first, that’s not gonna happen. Second, I know that because when I had my shoulder surgery, all ARMY did was send me mail, gifts, watch my livestreams, and post videos of them crying when I wasn’t at shows. But Hoseok, you’re gonna be there. And even if you weren’t, they wouldn’t forget you. You’re their hope remember? You’re my hope too…”

Yoongi squeezed Hoseok’s hand to reassure him.

“I love you.” Hoseok’s eyes were misty.

“I love you too Hoseok,” Yoongi kissed his cheek. “Now, you just rest and let that leg of yours get healed up. I’m gonna sleep in this chair right here, and if you need anything you tell me okay? And I mean anything.”

“I promise, I will.”

Hoseok went to sleep hand-in-hand with Yoongi.

The next day would be the start of a big hurdle for Hoseok, but luckily, he had the other members by his side to help him the whole way through.

Part 2 coming soon!

[imagine-loki]

Blushing in His Colours, Chapter 9

TITLE: Blushing in His Colours CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 9 AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki being a Daddy Dom, his adores and loves his little, worships the ground she walks on. She has vaginismus, but he couldn’t be more supportive with her. RATING: M

Mia and Loki had another date night, just in the tower. They ordered takeaway and watched a movie together in Mia’s room.

They both picked a thriller to watch. Loki secretly pleased with the film choice, as there were a few jumpy scenes that made Mia jump and cling to him.

At the end, Loki couldn’t resist making her jump once more. He just grabbed her sides and made a loud noise, making her jump but then she started laughing and hit his chest playfully.

‘Meanie!’ She laughed.

Loki chuckled and started tickling her sides under her top, making her laugh even more as he leaned over the top of her, eventually his fingers stilled on her sides as he leaned down to kiss her.

Mia melted into his kiss and touch, her entire being turning into mush. Loki stroked his hands down her sides, growling against her lips as he moved further over her.

‘Put those hands of yours up above your head, sweetling. Keep them there.’ He hummed softly, nuzzling her nose.

She did as he asked straight away, making Loki smile. ‘Good girl. Now, don’t move them.’ He used his Seidr to have her clothes disappear from her body, making her breathing hitch.

Loki grinned mischievously as he started to lower himself down her body, kissing down between her breasts and then her stomach just above her naval. But he then, using feather light touches, started exploring her body more. He trailed his fingers down her sides, making her squirm and giggle.

Loki smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing. Mia knew too, but she tried her hardest to keep her arms up. But when Loki’s fingers started getting lower to her hips, she started laughing harder and brought her hands down to try and protect herself.

‘Hands, sweetling.’ Loki growled, but playfully. He knew it would be impossible for her to keep her hands up when he was being so mean.

‘Aghhhh!’ She cried out and tried putting her hands up, but she was so ticklish she just couldn’t.

Loki chuckled wickedly as he moved up over her, taking hold of her hands he pinned them down above her as he kissed her on the lips, pressing down against her. ‘Naughty, naughty.’ He teased.

‘That’s impossible, you’re cheating!’ She giggled, blushing.

Loki laughed and kissed her again. ‘There is something I want you to do for me.’

‘What is it?’ She asked quietly.

His heart almost melted at the look of pure innocence in her eyes. He smiled and stroked her cheek softly. ‘I want to see how you pleasure yourself, little sweetling.’

Her eyes widened and her cheeks went even redder. ‘R… really?’

Loki nodded. ‘I know you’re shy, but it would make Daddy extremely pleased.’

She hid her face against his shoulder with a whine. It was one thing if Loki was touching her, but having to perform for him was something else entirely. She felt so nervous as he kissed her forehead.

‘You can do it, little one. I know you can. Daddy will pleasure himself too while watching you.’ He purred.

Mia would be lying if she said the thought of watching Loki pleasuring himself wasn’t a huge turn on.

Loki moved off of her and slipped off the bed. Mia watched curiously as he grabbed the chair by her desk and pulled it over to the end of the bed. He sat down, legs splayed open, but his clothes disappeared from him and Mia was once again amazed by his body.

She averted her eyes shyly, making Loki grin. But he knew how shy she was, so he started to stroke himself first. He was already semi-hard anyway.

‘Come on, little one. Let me see how you pleasure yourself.’ He purred.

Mia bit her lip, feeling really nervous. She didn’t want to just open her legs as he was looking directly up at her. But she knew that’s why he sat there, so he would have the perfect view of what she was doing to herself.

Looking at his large hand languidly stroking his cock, she took a deep breath and slid her hand down between her thighs. She was already wet, which didn’t surprise her. She opened her legs just enough to give herself access, but Loki wanted more.

‘Spread them further, my little sweetling.’ He ordered gently.

Mia lay back on the bed and looked up at the roof, unable to keep looking at him anymore with the hungry look he had on her. She opened her legs further, giving him a much better view. He moaned his approval as she started slipping her fingers through her folds and over her clit.

Loki watched in awe as her dainty little fingers rolled over her clit. He took note of the rhythms and firmness she used on herself, what made her breathing get heavier and what made her toes start to curl.

‘Do you often try to insert a finger when pleasuring yourself?’ Loki asked, still stroking himself.

Mia looked down at him, feeling slightly braver and more relaxed now pleasure was coursing through her veins.

‘Uhm… It depends… Sometimes, I do, if I have been… playing for a while.’ She said shyly.

Loki chuckled. ‘The wetter you get, the more you want to feel something inside of you?’ He asked knowingly.

‘Yeah.’ She whined, nodding her head quickly. ‘Sometimes there’s still too much resistance though, so I stop. But sometimes I can get a finger in with little problems.’

Loki nodded, understanding. ‘Make yourself cum, Mia.’

Mia was glad when he said that, because she was so close anyway. She started whining a little as she rubbed over her clit continuously, then she arched up off the bed and closed her eyes as she came. Loki noticed the orgasm wasn’t as strong as when he had given her orgasms before, that made him feel a little smug.

Ignoring his own pleasure, he crawled on the bed and up over the top of her. Unable to resist touching her again, especially after watching her touch herself.

He thrust his tongue into her mouth, coaxing her to move with him. She tentatively wrapped her arms around his back, holding onto him while they kissed. But then Loki had an idea.

Rolling off to the side, he turned her around so she had her back to him. She squeaked in surprise when he pulled her flush against him, his cock went between her thighs, snug against her cunt. The two of them moaned as he moved against her, rubbing the length of his cock on her. Her lips were spread open over him, so he was rubbing on her clit too.

It felt amazing for them both.

‘Ohhh yes.’ Loki moaned, nipping her earlobe.

Mia started whimpering and crying in pleasure, feeling the intimacy too. It maybe wasn’t penetration, but it still felt bloody amazing as Loki thrust back and fore, rubbing against her so well.

She was the first to cum, a strong orgasm that had her trembling and moaning. Loki followed quickly, feeling her wetness covering his cock. When he came, he made a mess of her, but Mia was delighted at the sticky feeling down there.

Loki panted against her ear and kissed her shoulder before slipping from between her thighs and turning her around. He frowned when he saw she had a few tears.

‘What’s wrong, sweetling? Did I hurt you?’ He wiped her tears off her cheeks.

‘Not at all… I just… I never even thought of doing something like that. Getting so close and… intimate. But without actually doing it.’ She smiled and cried at the same time, just feeling so happy.

Loki smiled and put his arms around her, cuddling her nice and close. He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back.

‘I told you, Mia. There are many things we can do without penetration. You seem to be a rather sexual being too, which will make exploring and trying new things all the more fun. Tell me, do you find your pleasure greater when it’s me doing things to your body than when masturbating?’

Mia buried her face into the crook of his neck and nodded. ‘I do… I uhm. I do masturbate a lot, but the orgasms were never as good until with you.’ She admitted.

‘That is good to hear… But remember the rules, no touching yourself without my permission now.’ He smirked.

She giggled. ‘I don’t think I would want to anyway… Please don’t make me touch myself on front of you like that again though.’ She whined.

Loki laughed and slipped his hand down to her bottom, giving her a squeeze. ‘You’ll do as you’re told, little one.’ He said firmly, the tone and where his hand was made her cunt throb again.

Loki knew it was just shyness that made her not want to do that again. If it had been something that hurt, he would’ve stopped immediately and respected her wishes.

She just grumbled in response, making Loki chuckle as he kissed the top of her head again.

[smutty-ki113r]

yes yes i am very sure that Ben loves u ! he snatched my phone out of my hand to look at the picture. I am almost certain he was blushing ( •̀ ω •́ )✧ hehe. he told me to tell u that u r gorgeous <3

I totally get what u said abt having trouble with believing love, red! I also have trouble believing that anybody could love me! Trauma yes u r right ig lmao

ALSO WTF HOW R U SO PRETTY?! MIGHT SNATCH U FROM BEN NGL 😘💕

oh yeah Ben completed the heart like... I wish I could take pictures of him man :< but he did and he was grinning ear to ear.

Oh god I have like a full pdf file with backinfo of my oc's and I need to update it again...(it's been only a month-) so uh sharing all of it would be kinda a lot. so here is a lil info abt my oc's: 8 clownis :> and then we have 3 mythical creatures and 2 robots but i don't count the bots as oc's since they r mostly just gadgets. my clowns r; as I said; based on clowndolls I either bought, made or got gifted. the mythical creatures have powers, 2 of them r based of drawings I made and the third is based of my comfort stuffie :> i'll keep it at that for now

OKOK i defintely think if u tell Ben u have trouble sleeping he will either stay up with u or "help u out" haha.

It went great with toby 🥰 maybe a lil tmi BUT well my crevix felt abused- but I slept like a goddamn baby. I slept 8 hours yay!!!

sorry for answering a lil late...i got my period and felt horrible yesterday. the pain was ok but my dysphoria acted up again -.-

I feel a lot better today :>

-🃏

DID HE SEE ALL THE PICS? I posted more cause people were boosting my ego and BRO it’s so hard to heal from those things. Cause if people actually do want to be with me it’s like do I trust them? IDK for you but for me, people used to lie about being in love with me, so now I am suspicious. Also cause wow, there’s a lot of people out there why would you choose me? Im actually super insecure about myself LOL im trying to work on it!

HE COMPLETED THE HEART????????? DEAR LORD THATS ADORABLE———grinning ear to ear i could cry!! from happiness obviously—————- side note: question; i am not sure how things work over there HAHHAH, but if Ben can see the pics and the fics are like my anon messages (like this one) there too?? Like can he for example read this? Just completely random cause i literally have no clue how it works over there-. ALSO since your’e with Toby lucky bitch i could strangle you, with love cause i love you so much does he ever talk about masky? 🤨 Cause I remember you tellin me he’s quite reserved. Hmmm. LOL IM SO INVESTED IN THIS SHSH

Thats so impressive, you literally have clown oc’s from the dolls you make. 😮 Thats a different level of dedication. AND YOU DRAW//?? Imagine the talent. What kinds of powers do your mythical creatures have??? I LOVE IT!!! I dont have oc’s per say, i just have like a book im writing, but that’s different i think?? Cause i get so attached and like one of my protagonists i fucking- i cant even describe. But I wrote an entire piece on that. LOL LMK IF YOUD LIKE TO READ IT

If I ever got in an intimate situation with ben I would get so so sososososos insecure. Like im such a simp ofc yes, and AGH SEX but also like,,,HAHAHHAJHA I HAVE SO MANY CONCERNS WITH MY BODY- regardless. I am so fucking PROUD OF YOU! Look at you- getting good dick sleep. NEVER TMI ON THIS BLOG 😌

Bro, we are literally SYNCING UPPPPPPP, I got my PERIOD LIKE TWO DAYS AGO AGHHHH. But ive been having dysphoria too, and i completely understand. Remember that you are valid, and you are in fact NOT A GIRL, and you never have been, and you never will be. Its literally scientifically proven that non cis people’s brain are literally different- you will always be just a person in my eyes. Gender is shit, fuck gender, it’s literally made up.

I LOVE YOU!!! I wish i could crawl over the screen like ben or smtg and give u a hug.

[100layersofdaddyissues]

Angel - Chapter 5

AGHHHH I KNOW IM SORRY it was an involuntary hiatus brought on by the horrible holiday we call christmas, but its here, ive had this idea since the beginning so i hope you like it!

rach im sorry this ones for you my queen of angst i hope i did you proud

 In retrospect maybe taking personal leave directly after your fight with Maxwell probably didn't fit in with the image you wanted to portray to him, you’d hoped it looked as though you truly didn't care about what he said to you. But you did. You wish you didn't, honest, you'd been burnt by men before, you shouldn't have been surprised that once you caught feelings you would be in trouble. But you thought “if he truly doesn't care about me then it won't matter to him that I’m not there, he won't even notice.” you'd still been working from home, you've been keeping up all your professional correspondence, he won't notice, so why should you care about him either. 

           Little did you know however, that the morning after his outburst, Maxwell had returned to the apartment you had presided in, expecting you to be there. But you weren’t. He wanted to apologise, to grovel and fall to his knees and beg you to forgive him. To tell you that he was an idiot and he never meant to hurt you and that he, well, he had very strong feelings for you that were really, really beginning to scare him.

 That night had been the first time he'd ever lost sleep over something in years. 

           Ever since he had lost his fiancée, Alice, Max made sure to never become attached to anyone, knowing how much pain it will cause him when they inevitably leave. Everyone left, whether it be willingly or not. His grandparents left, his parents, the woman he would have died for, and now you. He wasn't sure where you fit in there, his grandparents taught him to find happiness in everything, his parents taught him how to live, how to run the business he loved so much, and Alice taught him to love. And you. You taught him how to love again, you taught him compassion and kindness that he'd long lost. Before you he had promised himself that he would never feel pain again. But here he was, dealing with the consequences of breaking that sacred rule, and he hated it. 

           Max had hoped that he'd perhaps be able to speak to you at work, get you alone in your office, sadistically, somewhere you couldn't escape him, but alas, when he arrived early in the morning, two coffees in hand, Sookie had been there to greet him, letting him know that you were taking leave and working from home. He didn't press the issue, in fact he didn't say anything, just mumbled a quiet “you have this then” while passing her the second coffee. 

           Maybe he could call you to apologise, but it seemed pathetic to him to even consider apologising over the phone, after what he had said to you, you truly deserved the most heartfelt apology he could muster. But as the days went on and turned into weeks with you not at the apartment or at work, he slowly gave up. Max’s head started to fill with thoughts that maybe you were preparing to leave the company, to leave him. He had convinced himself that if you stayed with the company then you were staying with him. 

He didn’t know why he had assumed that it would be easy, you’d proven to be anything but, he’d hoped he could just apologise, and then fuck you enough to prove it. But no. it wasn't going to be that easy.

           Maxwell didn't want to admit it. But he missed you. 

           For the first week he stayed at the apartment every night, away from his home, just hoping that you would return for something. All of the clothes he'd paid for were still there, the kitchen was still stocked, you'd even left cigarettes in a pack on the balcony. It hurt to see how quickly you'd left him; you were obviously rushing to get away from him. He really fucked up. And he had no idea how to fix it. 

           He really fucking missed you. How soft your lips were, your cheeks reminded him of soft marshmallows for some reason. He missed the way the sun used to hit your face in the mornings as he was getting ready to leave the apartment, you always looked so beautiful, the golden light bathing you in a constant glow, he always felt content in those moments. Like nothing could ever go wrong or be bad, he simply let himself live in that moment, pretending that he could stay like that forever. And for some reason, he had convinced himself that h couldn’t stay. Every morning like that, where he left, the pain inside of him grew deeper and more unbearable. 

           And now all of that was gone, and it was his fault. 

You missed him too. You hadn't left your apartment in almost three weeks, and you had intended for it to stay that way until Jade had shown up at your apartment this morning. 

           “Listen, I'm sorry that Mr. Handsome was a cunt, but I did warn you, you can't wallow here for the rest of your life. You've kept the job, and your apartment is dirt cheap, so I know you're loaded, you know what that means? We're going day drinking.” 

           “I don't want to go day drinking. I want to sit in my cocoon and rewatch the Brady Bunch, I'm not hurting anyone.” you said trying to release from her grasp. You had no intentions of being seen in public. 

           “Well too fucking bad, George is going to be here soon and he’s bringing me a friend, so you can’t fuck this up because I’ve been trying to get Robert to ask me out for weeks. We're going.” she said, beginning to pull out your makeup and go through it. 

           You walked towards her to ask what she was looking for until you clocked what she had said. “Wait did you just say George? As in George, my ex-coworker? Why is he coming over?” you asked your tone growing in urgency as your questions progressed. 

           “Well, when I was talking to him, he asked where you been, so I explained that you'd been working for Maxwell lord and that you’d not left your room in weeks after a big fight with your boss I’m not an id- OW! why are you throwing things at me?” 

           “Because! When George saw me on the street that night, I told him that it had been a fight with my boyfriend! Now he's going to think Maxwell was my boyfriend! I'm in so much trouble if he tells anyone that!” You refused to panic. At least that's what you were telling yourself as you got more and more breathless, you're truly trying not to panic but god is it hard to convince your brain not to have an anxiety attack. 

           “Listen Y/N if he thinks Max is your boyfriend so what, he isn't anymore, so what's the deal?” how Jade could be so nonchalant about this began to frustrate you, this could ruin you. Didn't she realise that? “Get up and shower I’m sure they are almost here.” apparently not. 

And surely enough, just after you had gotten dressed there was a loud knock at the door, Jade went to answer it, hoping to distract the boys while you threw your hair together. 

You overheard their idle chatter, something about the work at halo being boring and Henry being a dick. Nothing you didn't already know. 

As you emerged you saw the two boys sitting on your couch and Jade standing in the kitchen. You'd never realised how small this apartment was until you were sitting here with others and everything felt so cramped. You missed your place with Max. you shouldn't say that. It wasn't your house with him. It was his place. You were staying there.    

“Hey guys! Sorry I was just fixing up my hair, should we head?” you try to sound as cheery as you could. You were not ready for this day. 

George slipped past you, saying something about “I just need the loo, I can lock up and meet you downstairs.” yeah, like you were going to let him do that, deciding to shoot jade and Robert downstairs, telling them you'd wait for George to get out and then come downstairs with him. 

He was taking an unusually long time in the bathroom, and all you could think was “dear god please tell me he's not pooping in there,” as you went to knock on the door to check if he was okay, you heard a loud bang, felt unbearable heat, and then, saw only black. 

 Maxwell had been staring out his window all day, he wasn't sure why, but he had been compelled to stare at the skyline, take in how beautiful the city really was. Returning from his office he sat down to do the exact thing he had been doing all morning, until he noticed a pillar of smoke coming from the south side of the city. A bolt of fear ran through him as he remembered picking Y/N up from her apartment in the south downtown area of DC. 

Immediately he called his assistant for the week and told her to access employee records for Y/N’s address, then he called the Fire Chief for the DC area, asking for the address of the most current fire that he can see burning from his window. And his worst fear was realised. They're the same address, it's Y/N’s apartment that's up in flames, and he's sitting in his high rise just watching it happen. 

Maxwell stormed out of his office yelling at the girl to have Darius in the car waiting for him at the front doors by the time he gets down to them or she's fired. Logically he knew that she had no control over that, but he was in a rush and he didn't care to care about her. He didn't even know her name. Something with a B maybe? This is not what he should be thinking about right now. 

He should be thinking about how the second chance he had at love was in danger and he had no idea what to do except go to her. That's if she even still lived there, what if she moved and she was absolutely fine, and here he was running around like a headless chicken hoping that she was okay when she could be fine; “yeah,” he thought, “she’s fine, I’m just going to go check up on the building just in case she's there and if she isn't then I will just go back to the office.” yeah because it was going to be that simple. Everything leading up to this point sure has been. 

“Master Lord, I have to ask why we were driving to the downtown area in the middle of the workday?” Darius asked him with a careless tone as if he was expecting Maxwell to say that he just wanted a coffee.        

“I have reason to believe Y/N is in trouble and I would like to ensure that she's not, now is that okay with you?” Maxwell knew he was being an ass, but he also knew that Darius cared for her too and that was accentuated in the way he stepped on the gas not saying a word, as if speed limits were not a problem. 

They were outside the apartment building in less than ten minutes, Maxwell racing out of the car before it was even parked. He stood in front of the building gulfed in flames staring at it feeling a sense of hopelessness. 

“Oh no you fucking don’t, Mister.” he heard someone say but barely paid any attention until a young woman got up in his face. “I’m talking to you Richie Rich what the fuck do you think you’re doing here? You yell at her, make her miserable, don't speak to her for weeks and then suddenly when she's in trouble you're here? To what? save the day? Sorry to break it to you dude but money is an accelerant so it’s probably best that you fuck off.” she shouted at him. He had no idea who this woman was but from what he had heard she obviously knew Y/N. 

“Wait she's in trouble? She's in there?” he didn't even think to ask who she was all he wanted to know was if she was okay.

“Yes, she's in there, fires have been burning long enough for you to get down here do you see her on a stretcher? No, she's still in there, my best friend is in there and if she doesn't come out of there alive, I'm going to blame you. if it weren't for you going all macho alpha bullshit man then she wouldn’t have felt the need to leave that apartment up town, she wouldn't have moved back into this shit hole, and she would have been at work today instead of watching brady bunch reruns for the last 12 days straight. So, for your sake you better hope she comes out of there alive or I’m going to kill you for killing her.” Max had barely had the time to process the thought before he was tearing up, light sniffles coming from his nose as he tried to hold them back. 

“Right, you're ahh… you're completely right, this is my fault, and believe me, I wish nothing more than to be able to take that night back, to make sure it never happened, because all I want right now is to hold her, and, and tell her, tell her that I love her. Because I do. I really do, and if I never get the chance to tell her that then I promise you can blame me forever and make my life a living hell but right now, all I want to do is focus on getting her out of there alive so excuse me for just one second please.” Maxwell walked away from her after saying his piece walking directly to the man who looked to be in charge of the fight.

“Excuse me, hi, I’m going to need you to go immediately to 21b and save the woman in there, she is of utmost importance do you hear me?”

“Sir, I'm sorry but we're going apartment by apartment trying to get everyone out. We can't just take priority for some girl,” the man said to him, slightly condescending as if he hadn't just asked the man to save the love of his life. 

‘Here, you take this,'' Maxwell said while fishing out his wallet and handing the man his ID card, “and I’m going to call Chief Wallace, shall I? Or are we going to stop wasting time and you’re going to go get my girl out of that fucking building son?” Max’s tone was commanding, he would get what he wanted, and he knew that much. 

           “Yes sir, I’ll go retrieve her myself right away.” the man said while running towards his truck, Maxwell presumed for him to suit up. 

           As he walked back towards the group that Darius had now joined, the woman, whose name he still couldn't remember or hadn't been told, had a relieved and vaguely smug look on her face. “You know she's going to kill you when she finds out you manipulated the fire department into saving her first right?” she said watching Y/N’s window for any sign of movement. 

           “I know, but it's worth the price to have her here to threaten to kill me.” he said staring at the same window.

           “Sorry, I know that was really rude of me, I’m Jade, I'm not sure if Y/N has mentioned me, this is Robert and George, two of our friends, guys this is Max, Y/N’s... Friend?” 

           “Yeah, I think it's best we go with a friend for now. I'd like to live long enough to be able to change that.” Maxwell slightly chuckled. He felt lighter, she wasn't safe but the hope he felt made him feel better. 

           Until he saw he being carried out, on the right side of her body her skin was burnt, he clothes blackened and singed, she looked lifeless, Maxwell heard nothing but silence and the ringing in his ears as he ran to take her from the man, Maxwell took her from his arms, and fell to the floor, he watched her, waiting for movement, and like the glimmer of hope he had held on to paid off, her chest moved slowly and minutely, but it moved, she was breathing. 

           Maxwell let go then, as he held her to him and sobbed into her, pushing the hair out of her face, being careful not to touch her skin while the paramedics brought over a stretcher, he didn't want to let her go, he just got her back he couldn't let her go. 

           He couldn't hear anyone, but he felt a hand on his shoulder and Jade's sympathetic eyes filled with her own tears staring down at her. That compelled him to stand up and lay her on the stretcher. The paramedics asked if he wanted to ride to hospital with her, but he looked at Jade and gestured for her to go. He knew that if she woke up on the way, the first face she saw after almost dying shouldn't be the man that put her in that situation. 

           He followed the ambulance into the city, finding jade within minutes, they sat in the waiting room for 8 hours, just hoping for some good news, they talked about how Max and Y/N met and how he knew he was in love and everything he can't wait to do with her if she gives him the chance. The conversation lulled around hour 5 with Jade opting to nap in the highly uncomfortable hospital chairs, urging Maxwell to follow in her suit but he couldn't sleep until he knew how she was. He needed answers the moment they were available to him. 

           By the time it was almost hour 9 a doctor came to them. 

“She's going to be just fine, the burns aren't too severe, however she did inhale a lot of smoke shop she's going to be rusty on the talking for a few days and her respiratory system is going to take a while to recover, so it's up to you to make sure she doesn't overexert herself okay? Other than that, she’s out of surgery, so you can go see her, but just make sure it's only 1-2 people at a time. This is a very traumatic time for her and it's only going to get worse before it gets better but I’m sure with a husband like you it won't be so hard for her to recover.” the doctor finished with a small smile and then walked back down the hall to attend to other patients he assumed. 

           Husband. She thought he was Y/N’s husband. And honestly, he didn't want to correct her on it. He liked the idea of being her husband. Even if it wasn't real. 

           “Hey Jade, come on wake up, we can go see her now.” Jade sat bolt upright when she heard those words. Asking for her room number and bolting towards the door, with Maxwell following behind slowly. He reached her door and saw her sleeping, so peacefully, the LED lights of the hospital only served to make her look more pale and sickly than she already was, but she still looked beautiful to him. Absolutely perfect. 

           Just before he could join Jade in the room his cell began to ring. “Maxwell Lord.” he answered, not expecting any calls on this thing, it’s 1984 who has this phone number? 

           “Mr. Lord I’m sorry to interrupt you, I know you're extremely busy with your wife, but I just had a matter to discuss with you about the fire in her building.” The man on the other end, Chief Wallace, sounded nervous, almost trembling, “I'm not entirely sure how to explain this, but preliminary investigation we conducted into the cause of the fire has indicated that the fire was started in Ms. Y/L/N’s apartment.” 

“I'm afraid we're going to need to question her when she becomes lucid enough for a police interview.”

tags: @innerstrawberrypolice​ @maxlordsgf​ @mrschiltoncat​ @historianwithaheart​

[slashingdisneypasta]

Bisexual!Granny Boone x Lesbian!Reader || Drabble

Plot: I’ve been thinking about this for a while, so here it is. Just some petty bickering between you and your lover’s beard. This is what happens when a gay woman’s bisexual lover marries a straight man. There is also, of course, feelings.

Warnings: Eh, bickering. Boone does not mind seeing you and Buckman fight at all- in fact, she watches it happen. So, she’s mildly abusive.

I was fine with the men Who would come into her life now and again I was fine, 'cause I knew That they didn't really matter until you I was fine when you came And we fought like it was all some silly game Over her, who she'd choose

(Lyrics from ‘It’s Over, Isn’t It?’ From Steven Universe)

~~~

Knock knock knock!

“Aghhhh… “The primal, frustrated groan escapes you before you can restrain yourself. You both pull back at the same time, whether because you really both felt you needed to or because you knew she would and refused to endure that embarrassment of seeing her run off to him again you would never admit. You close your eyes, letting your hands fall from her soft hair to your lap, defeated for the time being. “At least he’s learnt howta’ knock… “

“That’s right.” Boone grins, eyebrows furrowing in a look caught between amusement and empathy, especially when I open my eyes and pout up at her. Her hands find your upper arms, near shoulders and holds your comfortingly. “There’s that. Wait right here, I’ll just see what he wants- it is his home.”

You take such a deep breath that your shoulders raise, and then fall dramatically as you sigh it out. “Okay… “With one final comforting squeeze to your shoulder, Boone gets up and rounds the corner from the living room to the front door. You amuse yourself with picking up your tea and dragging it to your lips as you hear the door open and quiet voices.

Like a secret. Like an inside conversation between them.

Her, and him.

Rolling your eyes and your shoulders simultaneously, trying to shake off the jealousy, you try to enjoy the feeling of steam on your face and the smell of the tea. It is nice. You brought it over from the town to the west when you went to visit and attend a ball.  Its jasmine and apricot and, honestly, you bought it for the packaging on its own. A beautiful deep purple and marmalade coloured box with intricate gold designs around the label. You had felt a bit magical just buying it, actually.

As you take a sip, the conversation at the door stops and instead footfalls replace the noise- footfalls that are definitely not your lover’s. Too heavy.

You hurriedly put down the cup and the saucer back on the table because you don’t trust your suddenly icy fingers not to shake too hard and spill the drink just in time for George to stick his head around the corner and greet you. For some reason, despite him being the second, the intruder in this relationship, the whole thing between you and Boone still feels clandestine. He knows all about it, he knows his role as her ‘beard’- yet you still feel like the outsider. The other lover.

It’s not a nice feeling.

“Afternoon, Y/N. Sorry to interrupt your lil girl’s night, hope ya’ll are havin’ fun! - I just forgot my hanky. I won’t be a moment.” Oh my God, he’s so patronising. ‘Girls night’?! It’s a date, you son of a bitch! He flashes a fake smile; A politician’s smile, before popping off up the stairs to search for it.

And, hanky??? I’ve never heard anything so ridiculous or translucent. You were headed to the bar for the night, sir. You couldn’t have used a napkin for your sniffles!?

You raise the tea back to your lips, throwing your head with elegance instead of pushing back the hair. “Of course, sir… “

“I just new you would understand!” He calls back, ruffling through some draws in the room above you. Boone, looking apologetic - but, still. Half amused. Half happy. Because he’s here, - sinks back down into the couch beside you, knees touching yours. That does calm you a bit- those small bits of affection always do. The small things always still feel rebellious, even now.

“Hm, really.” You ask sarcastically, raising your eyebrows at Boone but responding to her George. She grins and shakes her head, always liking it when you’re cheeky. Finishing another sip of your tea, you set it back down again as George comes back down the stairs, pocketing a particularly gaudy napkin with G.W.B stitched into it in thick lettering.

Then, to your horror, he looks between the door and the room you and Boone are sitting in and decides to come and seat himself down on the couch across from the two of you. Boone quickly, immediately puts a hand in both of yours, in your lap and you hold onto it like your life depends on it.

Or, like Georges life depends on it- which it very much might right now.

This man just loves to toe the line with me, doesn’t he… You think, glaring daggers at him. He’s so cheery, like he really doesn’t see much wrong with interrupting like this. Like he’s just being ‘cheeky’.

Oh noooo, no, no. He’s mistaken. He’s waging war.

“So, how have you been Y/N? Boones told me you went to a Ball in neighbouring Greenvill. How was that?”

Sarcastically, I quip back. “Oh, Greenvill was fine. Grapes are good this time of year- “Immediately I snap out of my restrained silence and lean forward, pointing a finger at him. “No, no, no. Don’t do this to me. We are not going to do this. No. Walk your britches out that door right this moment!” Boone squeezes your hand and pats it, watching your and her husbands now darkening glares at each other with a cruel entertainment.

“Oh, I’m just bein’ polite, dear. Do we have a problem?”

“Yes!” Absolutely!

“Well you can talk to your community representative about that! - Oh, wait.” He makes a show of putting his finger to his chin and looking as if he has just remembered something. “That’s me, isn’t it??”

“You know very well what this day is- mine. My day. What can I do to make you leave? Do you take bribes?”

“Now sweetheart, you and I both know there ain’t nothing you can give me that I can’t get myself.”

Oh, you are going to launch off this seat and dump the tea over his smug, patronising, misogynistic head. “Oh, well, what about threats, then??”

“If you can dish it out then I hope you can take it, too, Y/N.”

Seeing the line, the unspoken line that we never cross coming fast like a steam train, you pull back. Straightening your back and taking a deep breath through your nose, you calm down. He does the same, glancing up and muttering something to God, and Boone just looks from you looking silently at your knees and fuming, to her husband rubbing his hands together and looking down at the floor; And she smiles. An evil twinkle in her eye that neither you nor Buckman catch.

“Okay, Bucky, I’ll see you later? Y/N’s right, we were havin’ a date, and its not over yet.” Boone winks conspiratorially to him and you roll your shoulders back in discomfort- so does he. Her thumb rubs gently over your knuckles, and you let out all the breath you were holding in in an attempt to be quiet and calm. “That was my polite way of askin’ for you to leave, in case you didn’t catch it.” She jokes, with a hint of seriousness- because she really was hinting for him to leave. But she doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it.

Its like the tenseness of the room doesn’t even touch her.

“… “Georges glance at either o you in turn is dark, tired, before he gets up and straightens his back again after leaning on his knees for too long. “Course. Have a good evening, you two. Uh, “You can tell he’s struggling to think of a polite goodbye as he slowly moves out of the room, and you make yourself watch for a moment. Out of respect. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like him. There’s too much love and hope for the same woman between us for us to ever have a non-confrontational conversation as things are they this way, but we’ve both been in this horrible situation that he’s enduring right now, too many times. When you have to leave her, Boone, to be with the other. Like you’re the outsider. And I can sympathise with him… sort of… for that. “The tea smells lovely.”

Then, he leaves- but not before flashing you a look, and you share a moment. One teensy tiny moment without hostility.

A sharing of the wish that neither of you had to do that walk.

Then the man’s gone and Boone lets go of my hand, bunching her fists in your skirts to get your attention back which you gladly give with an - at first, - empty smile. “Now, where were we? Ah, I think we were just… about… here.” Our lips connect, and I forget all about what I was just thinking about.

Here. Always here.

[caiuscassiuss]

thoughts on each vocalist in nct and who u think its the best vs your fav??? o(*///▽///*)q

hi! i just wanted people to know that while i may not be a music major or anything, i took choir and piano lessons for a few years so i can sort of talk about nct haha

Taeil: this man is so good??? his main point is his great technicality and execution of what he sings. i really haven’t ever heard him struggle with breathing and seems to have great control over his diaphragm and his throat. he’s very easily to switch from throat to head voice. i’m not surprised because i mean he was about to university for music. what really affects him is his nervousness but i mean doesn’t everyone? taeil also has a very warm, honey tone that is very comforting to hear.

Doyoung: i sometimes get super irritated at extremely-breathy singers, but doyoung knows his voice and uses breathiness intentionally to create theatricality and emotion. i also really like how much he supports his voice???? the man has a solid vibrato like FUCK. i, too, remember that time when he was singing ‘no longer’ at a concert and ppl on twitter were like “holy shit who broke his heart???”. his greatest weapon is the sheer, raw emotion he puts into his voice. i never cry but that clip made my heart hurt and my tears well up.

Jaehyun: because of the addition of haechan and jaehyun to nct, i think nct has one of the best ranges of vocal color and texture. i personally think it’s a crime that sm is making him sing all these poppy, bright songs in this throat and head voice. but jae’s speciality is his tenor. FUCK. it’s so rich. his deep, bass-ish singing voice is so unique in k-pop. my favorite rendition of his is ‘Have a Merry Little Christmas’. that man could literally be the next frank sinatra or dean martin like holy shit. sm should let him sing more mature, more sensual rnb or classical tracks to really use his voice to its potential. it also doesn’t surprise me he likes chet baker too lol.

haechan: look, like i know he regrets his voice in firetruck, but that’s one of my favorite parts of his voice. it’s unintentional, audacious youthfulness that embodies firetruck and its message. it’s not secret that haechan’s voice is almost saccharinely high but its so uniqueeeee i love it. 

i can’t comment on xiaojun, chenle, and renjun because i haven’t heard enough of them live. i’d also like to add yuta is criminally underrated and i wish nct would let him sing an ost or anime track it’s so mellow and nice to hear aghhhh

i don’t have a favorite singer because i think everyone adds something to the vocal color of nct. i also think it’s sad that the industry don’t realize how special these boys are. they are literally the best of the best to be able to debut in nct and under sm. i will also say the quote on quote “best” singer is taeil ONLY because a) he’s older b) has more experience and c) has the best technicality.