#I just scroll right past 😂

[shouyou910]

hmm yeah I don’t care about kpts unless it’s about vegas and pete

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

Think about my F/Os humanized so chronically I forgot they weren't human in the first place. Like I KNOW they aren't I'm aware and like their looks are entirely headcannoned(very few having like a generally borderline agreed upon fandom look)

But I came across a prompt that was like "if your F/O was non-human what would their features be? Or if they already are non-human?"

And I was like huhh..hmm... ohh wait they're vehicles

[ghosts-bandwagon]

consider: the 141, ale, rudy, and könig with and insomniac reader. i have horrible insomnia so i totally get the lack of sleep bit 😂

Insomnia gang rise up ❤️ (I included 141+König, I hope that’s ok!!)

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley:

We all know how awful his insomnia is

He’ll try to help you fall asleep the same way you’ve done for him in the past, scratching your back, playing with your hair, telling you stories

“It’s not working babe.” You sigh, giving up and turning onto your back, staring up at the ceiling

He chuckles but not without a pang of guilt in his gut, “No worries then, love. D’you wanna stay in bed or get up?”

“Late night snack run maybe?” You turn onto your side to face him and look up at him with hopeful eyes, he shakes his head and rolls out of bed,

“Fine. But you only get to pick two.”

“But-”

“Two or we don’t go.” You knew you wouldn’t win and you couldn’t scramble out of bed quick enough

Sometimes you’ll stay home and watch some tv together and sometimes you’ll go out on late night adventures, whether it’s to the store or just around the block

And it’s nice, there’s little to no traffic, it’s quiet, and you get the added benefit of clinging to his arm with him keeping you as close to him as possible

Both to keep you safe and to feel your warmth

John ‘Soap’ MacTavish:

Definitely tries to stay up with you but winds up falling asleep trying to help you get sleepy

And when the sun cracks through the blinds and his internal clock is kicking him out of bed, he feels awful seeing you wide awake right where he left you, on your side and scrolling your phone

“Didn’t sleep at all?” He asks kissing the top of your head, you let out a defeated ‘no’ and he was determined to help you fall asleep

If you were drowsy during the day, he whisks you away and tucks you into bed immediately, thinking that any sleep you can get would help you (his heart’s in the right place)

If you didn’t nap at all during the day, then he’s on top of helping you fall asleep that night. He put the blanket in the dryer for a bit to heat it up, he’s tucking you in (while staying out of the blankets to avoid falling asleep again oops), he’s got the TV on playing something quietly in the background, he’s playing with your hair, and telling you stories

When he sees your eyelids start to get heavy and you start nodding off, he slowly and methodically slides into bed next to you, careful not to jostle you awake

You instinctively slot yourself against his side, legs tangling with his as his arms wrap around your torso, he’s gently scratching your back, quietly humming a song

And then he hears soft snores coming from your mouth and he has to bite his cheek to keep from celebrating, he opts to kiss the top of your head and close his eyes, thrilled that he was successful

John Price:

I feel like he gets bouts of insomnia on occasion, it’s not often but it happens enough times for him to be prepared in case he has a restless night

Which means that he’s prepared for your insomnia

When he can feel your restlessness under the covers, he’s awake immediately and in problem solving mode

Before doing anything he asks you what you want to do, “Can’t sleep?” He chuckled a little when he sees you shake your head, “Now what should we do about that, hm?”

And depending on your answer, he’ll do exactly that. If you tell him you want to get up, he might try to convince you to stay in bed at least but he’ll relent if you’re adamant on getting up.

If you tell him you want to try to sleep but that you need help, he’s on it, no further questions needed

He’s doing the same things for that he’ll usually do for himself, tea, tv turned quiet, a familiar show or movie, a sip of scotch maybe

They don’t always work and he knows that, so when it’s not working for you either he doesn’t get frustrated and he tries to make sure you don’t either

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Gerrick:

He just knows when you’re gonna have a rough night, this guy’s so tuned into you that he rarely needs you to tell him when you’re having a hard time getting tired or falling asleep

He’s on top of it, before bed he’s brewing a cup of sleepytime tea, he’s got a relaxing playlist playing on the speakers, he’s got the lights dimmed low and he’s got a lavender candle going

When it’s close to bed time, he’ll give you some melatonin to help you get sleepy, he’s ushering you into the shower and he’ll step in with you, massaging shampoo into your scalp and gently lathering your body

He’s keeping an eye on you the whole time to make sure you’re not too drowsy you’ll nod off under the spray of water

He’s got your comfiest pjs out and ready for you on the bed, they’re nice and toasty after being in the dryer for a short cycle

He’s scratching your back, legs tangled with yours under the cover, he’s talking to you about everything and nothing at the same time

He might nod off a little bit while trying to help you fall asleep but he wakes up and makes sure to try and stay awake until you’re actually asleep

König:

I don’t think he’s an insomniac but I feel like it’d be effortless for him to stay up with you if you’re struggling to fall asleep

He’s more indulgent but that won’t mean he won’t try to coax you into falling asleep as the night goes on

So he’ll stay up with you, maybe watch a movie or two with you, cuddle on the couch, order a late night dinner- nothing too heavy like an entire pizza, maybe a few slices but he’s stubborn in saving the rest for the next day

But he’ll indulge you nonetheless

As time ticks on he’ll make you some chamomile tea, he’s turned the volume down, and he coincidentally decided to wrap a comfy blanket around your shoulders

He’s wrapping his arms around you and holding you against his chest, his fingers running over your arms, he’s a humming a soft tune

You’ve caught on to his attempts at getting you sleepy and the thought alone puts such a warm smile on your face as you sigh and nuzzle into his chest

He feels your breathing slow and he dares to look down at you to see your eyelashes kissing your cheeks, mouth slightly open as light snores slip through your lips

He smiles softly and gently kisses the top of your head

[venus-haze]

I’ll Keep a Light in My Window (Starlight x Reader)

Summary: After her Believe Expo speech, it feels like everyone’s eyes are on Annie. Among the messages flooding her Instagram DMs is an encouraging one from you, an old friend from her Capes for Christ days. The two of you reconnect, and Annie finds more than friendship with you this time around.

Note: Woman reader, but no other descriptors are used. This is my first Starlight fic! I hope I did her justice since this is mostly from her perspective. Inspired by the song from The Get Down because it’s so Annie. Do not interact if you’re under 18 or post thinspo/ED content.

Word count: 2k

Warnings: This is pretty much fluff with some angst, related to canon events and mentions of homophobia in the context of American Christianity. Obviously playing with the plot of S1 for this fic. Do not interact if you’re under 18.

Despite the crowd’s chaos in response to her speech, Annie felt her smile falter when she got backstage and was met with varying degrees of rage and disgust. Her own mother looked like she’d spent the past five minutes sucking on sour candy. 

‘Hello!’ Annie wanted to shout. ‘Did you see what I did out there? Aren’t you gonna congratulate me?’

Hughie had disappeared after meeting Ezekiel. She tried to pretend that him not even saying goodbye didn’t bother her. If she could get up on stage and bare her soul to thousands of people in person and millions at home, at the very least she could admit to herself that she was hurt. 

The drive back to the tower was tense. Everyone seemed to avoid making eye contact with her. As if she’d done something wrong. The longer she sat with what she said and did, the more she was convinced she made the right choice. Between what The Deep had done to her and how she was treated after saving a girl from suffering the same fate, they were just mad she called them on her complacency. 

As soon as she made it back to her suite, she pulled out her phone to find her Instagram had blown up even more than when she first joined The Seven. Her phone nearly crashed from the amount of notifications she had. Thousands of comments and messages, either rants or support. She scrolled through her clogged DMs, her stomach churning at the glimpses of abuse that piled on from irate strangers. One DM caught her attention, addressing her by her real name rather than Starlight. 

Hesitantly, she tapped the message to see the full contents.

‘Holy shit Annie!! You’re so badass🤩 Our Capes for Christ counselors must be shitting themselves right now lmao way to go!’

There were a lot of people from her Capes for Christ days, a constant rotation of hopeful young superheroes ready to use their powers for the glory of the Lord. Looking back, it was just a self-righteous vanity project for their parents and whatever religious sycophants hovered around. She tapped your photo, bringing her to your profile. Your brief bio gave your first name and that you were living in the city, but your supe name was nowhere to be found. 

She tapped your most recent photo. In a brightly lit hospital hallway, you posed in black scrubs with a handful of balloons. You’d posted it just a week earlier, the caption celebrating working as a nurse for three years. Most of the comments were congratulating you, but one comment finally jogged her memory.

‘might be thinking of someone else but were you red heart?’ someone commented.

You replied with, ‘Yeah I was a million years ago! Lamest name ever😂😂’

Right. Red Heart. Healing powers. Red Cross spokesgirl. White top with a red skirt and sparkly red shoes that reminded her of the Wizard of Oz. You were on the Capes for Christ circuit with her. At one point she considered you a close friend, close enough to invite you to the roller skating party she begged her mom for when she was ten, only allowed to invite three girls because that’s all they could afford. Memories of skating to Britney Spears songs and balancing a paper plate with room temperature pizza on her lap came back to her. You’d bought her one of the special edition birthday Barbies. Her mom never let her take it out of the box, claiming it’d be worth a lot of money some day. It was probably still collecting dust in their attic.

She could remember you going off to college after high school, dropping your superhero identity not long after. With healing powers, it made sense you’d go into nursing. Her mom had expressed a judgemental disbelief at your decision. Annie wished she at least had a choice like you. 

She scrolled through more of your photos. You seemed to be doing well since you got out. Got out. Like it was a cult. Maybe in a way, it was. 

Annie hit the follow button on your profile and messaged you back.

‘Thanks Y/N! I made a lot of people mad, but I’m glad I did it 😊’ she hesitated a moment before typing, ‘We should catch up sometime! You're still in New York right? I’m pretty new to the city.’

Before she could get too in her own head about whether asking you to hang out was weird when the two of you hadn’t spoken in years, you responded with the names of a few coffee shops on the Upper East Side and that you were off work the following day. 

Her mood had tanked before meeting up with you, getting chewed out by Stilwell and feeling some guilt for Ashley losing her job. She had to remind herself it wasn’t her fault. If they hadn’t enabled a sex pest for years, she wouldn’t have had to make her speech. 

Following the directions on her phone and getting a bit turned around in the subway, she walked up to the coffee shop a few minutes after eleven, when the two of you had agreed to meet. She rushed inside when she noticed you were already sitting at a table with your drink. 

Annie sat down across from you with her coffee, playing with the cup sleeve. “I’m so glad you had time to hang out. I still don’t really know anyone here, and it’s nice to see a familiar face.”

“Yeah! I'm not really in touch with a lot of people from back then, but I can totally introduce you to my friends. It’s an adjustment, but the city has a lot to offer if you know where to look.”

“Way more to do than Des Moines at least.”

“I can’t believe I nearly forgot,” you said, lowering your voice to an excited whisper, “congrats on getting into The Seven! Out of everyone in our weird ass group growing up, I always had a feeling it was gonna be you.”

“Thanks.” She gave you a strained smile. “It’s not exactly what I expected, but I’m making the best of it.”

“Sometimes that’s the most you can do,” you said.

“How about you? What part of the hospital do you work in?”

“With my powers, they have me all over the place, but it’s good. I can see I’m really making a difference.”

“That’s what I want. Sometimes I feel like they just parade me around to look nice, but they won’t let me do anything,” she said. “Like that stupid new costume. It’s like they make me wear it just to humiliate me for helping that girl because I didn’t do it their way. I feel like a joke.”

“Not after the Believe Expo. Anyone would be an idiot not to take you seriously now,” you said. “I mean, you said what so many people were thinking but were too afraid to say. It’s bullshit they’re treating you like this.”

“No, it’s—I’ll deal. We’re supposed to be catching up, and I’m like dumping all my problems on you. How have you been? Are you seeing anyone?” she asked. 

She wasn’t sure how she’d answer the question if you’d been the one to ask. Hughie could be so hot and cold, like he was hiding something. 

You were silent for a few moments before answering. “Not really. My girlfriend and I broke up a few weeks ago.”

“That’s great! I mean—not great that you broke up, I’m so sorry,” Annie said frantically. “Just you being—dating women. I’m happy for you.”

“That means a lot, Annie. I kind of parted ways with Vought because of it. I mean, they have this progressive face, but then they let Ezekiel spout his bullshit and put their name on that too?” you ranted. “That’s just me. It’s pretty much impossible to have a career as a supe without Vought, so I don’t judge.”

“Do you think I’m crazy for trying to change things from the inside?”

“It can’t hurt to try. Then at least you know you did what you could.”

She smiled. At least she could vent to someone who understood and actually gave a damn. Hughie was nice, but he didn’t quite get it. There was always some kind of disconnect. Maeve wasn’t nearly the mentor she was hoping for. She got it a little better now. Maeve had been in The Seven for years, Annie could only imagine how much it’d wear her down. 

On her way back from getting coffee, Annie stopped in front of a bookstore with a huge Vought display in the window. Her comics were front and center, a cardboard cut-out of her next to one of Homelander. The Deep’s comics were barely visible with clearance stickers slapped on the covers. Serves him right. She couldn’t believe he’d been her favorite at one point.

Sleepovers with the other Capes for Christ girls almost always led to a “who’s your favorite member of The Seven” discussion. The answers were always a lot of Homelander, some Lamplighter or Marathon Man, but you always answered Queen Maeve. Back then, she thought it was because you admired her strength, her trailblazing as the first woman in The Seven. Maybe it wasn’t that simple.

“That’s her! I swear to god it is!” Annie overheard someone whisper-yell.

“Who?”

“Starlight, over there!”

Annie kept her head down, speed-walking up the street. She ducked into the nearest subway, getting on the first train that stopped even though it was going further uptown. Pulling her hoodie up to obscure her face, she sighed. She had everything she ever dreamed of, but it seemed more and more like it was turning into a nightmare.

The following weeks were busy between her obligations with The Seven and helping Hughie with whatever cryptic stuff he was up to. She still found time to see you. Hanging out with you was the only thing that made her feel normal anymore. You were so confident in who you were, she felt comfortable finding out who she was outside of Starlight. With you, she could just be Annie. 

All of a sudden her association with Hughie had Homelander nearly turning on her. Maeve took up for her in nothing less than a Hail Mary moment. Then, to make matters worse, her entire world came crashing down when she agreed to meet up with Hughie despite his fugitive status. She wasn’t born with her powers, no supe was. Instead her mom signed her life away to Vought and allowed them to basically experiment on her. The cherry on top of the melting ice cream sundae that’d become her life was definitely getting shot immediately after finding out the news.

When she came to in the hospital, she saw you in your scrubs, slouched in the chair next to her bed. She reached out, taking your hand in hers. 

“Y/N?” she croaked out.

“Annie!” you exclaimed, jumping up from the chair. “Holy shit, how are you feeling? I did what I could when you got here. You heal fast, so you should be—“

“It’s all a lie! Our whole lives, Y/N! They fucking lied about everything!” she raged, her vision blurred by tears. “At least you got out. I feel so stupid.”

“Hey, don’t call my best friend stupid.”

She laughed weakly, sniffling a bit. “Thanks Y/N, for everything. All this time I was thinking I was doing what I wanted, but it was what everyone else wanted for me. It always has been.”

“Then start living for you, whatever that looks like. It’s never too late,” you said.

Her hand still intertwined with yours, she pulled you closer to her, your faces inches apart. Taking in your features, she admired how pretty you were. She’d always thought so, but didn’t know how to place it before. Since you’d reconnected, however, it was different. Butterflies in her stomach when you'd smile at her. Texts from you brightening her day. Hanging out with you being the highlight of her week. She didn’t have to try when it came to you. 

“I think I’ll start now,” she whispered.

In a moment of nerve-wracking bravery, Annie pressed her lips to yours. Relief swept over her when you kissed her back, smiling against her lips. Whatever happened next, she knew she could get through it with you by her side.

[lavaflowe]

JTTW BOOK CLUB

CHPT 7-9

@journeythroughjourneytothewest

Chpt 7

•”All this was probably refined in his stomach by the Samadhi fire to form a single solid mass” I know other deities can use the fire but I’m wracking my brain for when it used before(this point) specifically- My understanding was the furnace refined the immortal elixirs and fruit- I’m going to assume Laozi is just theorizing and doesn’t know what actually happened

•Diamond body….👀

•Erlang gets absolutely DRIPPED out, he earned it FR

•eyes permanently irritated by the smoke churned up the the Xun trigram, someone get this man some eye drops

•he is extra pissed

•HE JUST BODIES LAOZI IM YELLING😂

•”this cosmic being fully fused with nature’s gifts passes with ease through 10,000 toils and tests”

•Big war form out to beat serious ass, he’s not jokin bitch

•” bright and luminous; ….illustrious pearl of mani he is indeed” MMMMM comparing him to a mani- a flaming (wish granting) jewel is hilarious 💀

•Tathagata bringing in the big guns (himself)

•”how tf do you know The Way and not know who I am?? And you’re so….violent” I can sense the side eye

•I wonder if Wukong has previous incarnations?? Buddha says he just reached human form this incarnation but if his rock was there at the beginning of creation, wouldn’t his soul be ‘baking’ (for lack of a better term) the whole time until he hatched?

•” and with a total lack of respect he left a bubbling pool of monkey urine” Iconic moment LMAOOOO

•smart for Wukong to leave a momento- too bad it didn’t matter lol

•ah so he was jumping to visit the pillars again, not run away(supposedly)- he’d rather prove he’s right than escape💀 that checks out

•monkey has been squished, it is now party o’clock

•are you allowed to give the Buddha drugs if it’s an offering? Like wine??🤔 “wtf is this allowed? Wtf”

•”Wukong is wiggling out”

“Dw, take this”

*slaps tag on the mountain like flex tape*

•enough room to breathe and move his hands- I would lose my mind

•Molten copper & iron pellets mimic punishments in hell (just learned this🙏), shedding the Karma like water -I feel like 500 years is pretty good tbh considering everything

Woe molten metal and iron upon ye

Chpt 8 + 9 under cut:

Chpt 8:

•lots of lovely poems in this chapter

•a paragraph recap of the past 7 chapters

•wonder what Feast of the Ullambana Bowl is? (the notes say it’s a mass for the dead and is also know as the Ghost festival, practiced by Taoists and Buddhists)

•”the Chan mind shines bright like a thousand rivers’ moon; true nature’s pure and great as an unclouded sky.”

Lovely poem, and I’m beginning to realize this book is very heavily focused on the Chan school, which I don’t know why I didn’t pick up on sooner? White-Robed Guan Yin is a Chan specific form, usually depicted in their bamboo grove

•Tathagata reveals his 3 baskets of scripture after everyone is done presenting their poems, feels almost like he suggested the celebration to announce these

•Each basket corresponds to scriptures of Heaven, Earth, and the Damned- a total of 15,144 FUCKING SCROLLS

•oooo Guanyin poem!! “ a golden body filled with wisdom, fringes of dangling pearls and jade, …dark hair piled smartly in a coiled-dragon bun. With brows of new moon shape and eyes like two bright stars, her jadelike face beams natural joy. …Her orchid heart delights in green bamboos; her chaste nature loves the wisteria. The living Guanyin from the Cave of Tidal Sound.”

•5 Talismans: Embroidered Cassock that will protect him from falling back into the Wheel of Transmigration, a 9 ring priestly staff that will protect him from poison or harm, 3 tightening fillets- the Golden, the Constructive, and the Prohibitive Spell.

•Guanyin thinks this will take about 2 to 3 years💀 hooooo boy….

•FLOWING SAND RIVER!!! MY 2ND FAV BOY!!!

•Green and Black complexion, Gleaming eyes like the lights beneath a stove, forked mouth with teeth like knives and swords, and disheveled red hair

•like that Wujing is using a priest staff he def took from one of the monks he ate lol

•Wujing fighting Moksa for his life only to drop everything to apologize and talk to Guanyin LMAO

•MOKSA PICKS HIM UP BY THE COLLAR AKFKAKDJDJ

•ah, so Wujing didn’t reincarnate, he was changed, STABBED OVER 100 TIMES EVERY 7 DAYS AND FORCED TO COMMIT CANNABILSM SO HE DOESNT STARVE AS PUNISHMENT- THATS JUST LOVELY😭

•I like the interpretation that he could have been trying to signal a coup by breaking the crystal cup

•Guanyin hearing about Wujing’s string of skulls: it’s a surprise tool that will help us later

•BAJIE TIME

•this idiot bro “HOW DARE YOU TRY TO GET FLOWER PETALS IN MY EYES!!” “IDIOT THAT WAS GUANYIN” “…Guanyin is here??” “LOOK UP”

•Wuneng is reincarnated, he got beat to death in Heaven for hitting on Chang’e LMAOOOOO GET REKT

•ah yes, casually mentions killing his pig family and then his life of eating humans. Lovely.

•AO LIE TIME

•I committed a little accidental arson, please bail me out

•Damn, he got a really short intro

•interesting that Guanyin id’s the Peach Banquet as Wukongs fall from grace. I would def agree with this- eating the peaches like he did was extremely reckless and the beginning of the end imo

•”who tf is talking shit up there”

•No one has ever visited Wukong, I’m guessing the Guards were horrible company

•I like how both Guanyin and Sanzang try to give Wukong a religious name- Guanyin is very happy to hear he has the Wu- prefix as well lol

•arrived in Chang’an, let the hunt begin

Chpt 9:

•Chang’an bb, all blooming flowers surrounded by 8 rivers (DAMN, that’s a lot of water)

•Guangrui got first place in the examination, good for him UwU

•SURPRISE WIFE

•”gave the girl to Guangrui as his bride” UM I THINK SHES THE ONE WHO GRABBED HIM LMAO

•Guangrui has some fated beef with these two random boatmen, Liu Hong and Li Biao- states that he was destined in a previous incarnation to be enemies with them, is this a result of bad karma?

•NOOOOOO MY GUY GUANGRUI

•Liu Hong reminds me of Liu’er Mi-*gunshot*

•since they’re at the bottom of the Hong river, which Dragon King is this?

•Golden Carp coming in clutch, nice

•LADY YIN IS SO METAL LETS GO “she hated the bandit so bitterly that she wished she could devour his flesh and sleep on his skin” DO IT GURL, KILL HIM

•damn, too bad she’s pregnant with Sanzang….dw Girl I know you would kick his ass otherwise…

•there goes his toe…

•get named River Float idiot

•damn bro chill, that wasn’t very monk-like of you

•homie got called an orphan and cried JAKDJSJFJ I FEEL BAD

•she didn’t even check the toe I THOUGHT SHE DID- WHAT WAS THE POINT LMAO

•nvmnd

•I guess licking the eyes is better than spitting on them…sigh…

•GODDAMN THEY RIPPED LIU HONG AND LI BAIO APART….good for them, deserved in fact

•Lady Yin committing suicide even after she was reunited with her husband makes sense, as there was a trend where wives whose husbands died or they were assaulted, killed themselves. This was show loyalty to their husbands and add weight to their claim of SA- Lady Yin’s husband coming back does not change the fact that everyone knows she was forcefully married :((

(I use the term ‘trend’ only as a way to describe the rise and fall in wife suicides tied to either a husbands death or as a response to SA)

[heeseung-min]

[21:09]

You were scrolling on Twitter reading those funny posts and retweet some memes until you came into this one particular post showing how the girlfriend pranked her boyfriend by talking about the flowers he sent even though he didn't do it actually. It's funny reading the text where her partner got scared about it.

Then, you decided to do the same to your lovely boyfriend.

You: Jay baby🥺🥺, thank you for this flowers. I really love it.

Jay: What do you mean by that?

You: No need to be secretive now🥱 I know you give this. After all, who is the only one knew about my favourite flower😆

Jay: I'm serious, y/n. I didn't send anything to you. If I wanted to, I'll bring it to you when I come home.

You: [Image] Then, what is this mister?🙄

You waited for his reply but instead you got a call from him. You calmed down yourself before taking the call.

"Hello"

"When did you get the flowers?"

"Huh? What?"

"The flowers, y/n. Did you see the person who sent it or did they left some notes or anything?"

Jay's serious tone made you flabbergasted. You didn't know his reaction would be like this.

"No-no Jay. Umm, it's just a prank."

"...What?"

"It's a prank. I saw it on Twitter so I just wanted to try. I'm really sorry for worrying you."

You can heard Jay sighed heavily. He kept being quiet until few seconds later, he talked again but the tone of his voice now is soft.

"You made me worried, baby. Do you know how dangerous is that? I'm worried something will happen to you when I'm not there."

"Sorry again. I just want to play with you since I'm bored. I will not do it again."

"Alright baby. I will be back in 30. Let's go date tonight, okay?"

You squaled happily before ended the call and prepared yourself for the date. Jay on the other hand still trying to calm himself after what happened just now.

"False alarm. Y/n just playing a silly prank."

"I didn't know noona can be in silly mood too."

"It must be you that teach her how to prank people, Riki."

"I- hello?!"

"Why did you worry so much, Jay? We already make sure they will not find y/n anymore, right?"

"Plus, it's not like y/n can remember them. We made her completely forgot about her past as well."

"Who knows, maybe they suddenly feel brave to take her away from me."

"If that happens, we will make sure they won't even get to be closer to her."

_______

HAHAHAH yooo didnt expected that silly prank can turn to yandere?😂😂😂😂😂 i hope you enjoy this

Taglist: @stacey-stonem @duolingofanaccount @cyberpinkx

[11queensupreme11]

Hey!! same person who said they were looking for the kinks lists of Hades,Poseidon, Beelzebub, and Loki.

Update: nvm after endless scrolling I have finally found it so just ignore my past message.

oh bro im so sorry for seeing that so late but for anyone looking for certain asks, you literally just gotta go to the masterpost 😂 it hasn't been updated in a while but the kinks list is there SORRY LMAO 😭😭😭

so for anyone scrolling through my blog on pc:

just click on the sephiroth with the "arsenic blues" and you'll be taken to the first masterpost

if you're on mobile/using the tumblr app:

"my tags" is right under the "about me & my blog!". just click on that and scroll down to find the arsenic blues tag which also has a link to the masterpost

[bradshawsbaby]

Hi! 👋🏻 Thanks for opening requests for TGM's 1st anniversary! 😘 I'm having thoughts about Rooster or Hangman actually being a mechanic. 👀 I don't know why the beach scene helped quite a lot. 😇 Have a nice day!

Mechanic!Bradley was something I never knew I needed until this moment! I may have gotten slightly carried away 😂

It all started when you needed an oil change.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had one,” you admitted to your friend Charlotte over lunch one day, after complaining about a couple other problems you’d been having with your car lately. “My dad would probably kill me if I told him that,” you added with a laugh.

In all honesty, you had no idea what you were doing with your car. Whenever you’d run into issues in the past, or needed things like an inspection or an oil change, your dad had always handled it for you. But since you’d moved out to San Diego on your own, you’d been left to fend for yourself when it came to such matters.

The main problem, as you explained to Charlotte, was that most mechanics could sniff out your naïveté right away and looked for any opportunity to exploit it and overcharge you.

“Oh no, you have to go to Mike’s guy,” Charlotte insisted, immediately grabbing her phone and scrolling through her contacts. “He has his own garage. Mike’s been going to him for years. If you tell him you know us, he’ll give you a good deal,” she assured you.

If Charlotte’s boyfriend trusted this guy, then you knew you could, too.

“I’m texting you his number now. His name is Bradley Bradshaw,” she explained, tapping away on her phone until she hit SEND. “He’s really nice. And really cute. And from what I know, really single,” she added with a wink.

“Charlotte!” you exclaimed, feeling your cheeks grow warm. “I just need a mechanic, not a date.”

“I say you need both,” Charlotte grinned, nudging you playfully.

You ended up calling Bradley Bradshaw the next day and making an appointment to bring your car in.

“This guy better not charge you more than $75,” your dad insisted when you spoke to him on the phone. “And even that’s pushing it. He tries to charge you a penny more, you just walk right out of there.”

“Alright, Dad,” you nodded, working hard to hide the amusement in your voice.

Ultimately, Bradley Bradshaw—who was incredibly cute, just as Charlotte had said—only ended up charging you $40 for the job.

“That’s it?” you asked with wide eyes, mentally kicking yourself for giving away your surprise.

Bradley chuckled, wiping his freshly scrubbed hands on a small white towel, which he then tucked into his back pocket. “That’s it,” he nodded, smiling at you. “It’s an easy thing to do, plus you come highly recommended from Mike and Charlotte,” he grinned.

You felt butterflies in your stomach when he smiled at you and you suddenly forgot how breathing worked. Fingers trembling slightly, you opened your purse and pulled out $60. “Here you go,” you offered, handing him the money. “Keep the change. Please.”

“Oh, you don’t have to,” he insisted, trying to get you your change.

“No, no. Thank you. Really,” you said, waving your hands. “It’s hard to find a trustworthy mechanic. I’m glad Charlotte recommended you.”

And not only because you’re breathtakingly gorgeous, you left unsaid.

“Well thank you,” Bradley said appreciatively. “Next oil change will be on the house.”

“I might be back sooner than that,” you admitted sheepishly, rubbing your arm. “My car’s kind of been acting up lately.”

“Can’t have that now, can we?” he replied, running a hand through his sun-kissed brown hair. “Why don’t you bring it back on Friday and I’ll see what I can do?”

“Okay,” you squeaked, trying not to focus on how good he looked in the white sleeveless shirt he was wearing, streaked with oil and grease.

And that was how you ended up going to Bradley’s garage every couple weeks, every time some new issue with your car popped up. At first, you really were having issues. Your steering wheel needed realigning, your brake light went out, you needed a tire change. Bradley always handled your cases personally as opposed to handing them off to one of his men, and he always charged you a fair price.

“Hey, he charged you even less than he charges me!” Charlotte jokingly complained once when you told her. “He must like you,” she added, waggling her eyebrows.

What you didn’t admit out loud was that you certainly liked him. Very much so.

It wasn’t just that he was handsome, though that was certainly the case. You’d never seen a man more rugged and muscular, and you’d also never been so attracted to a mustache in your life. But it was more than that. Bradley Bradshaw was also kind, funny, and a gentleman to boot. He was always patient when he spoke to you about whatever trouble your car was having, and he always made sure to personally walk you out whenever you visited his shop.

Which was why you’d now started visiting him for even the tiniest of problems.

“Hi, Bradley, I’m sorry to bother you, but my car was making kind of a funny sound on my drive home from work today. Would you mind looking at it?”

“This light keeps coming on and I don’t know what it means. Do you think you could help me figure it out?”

“Do you think I should get my car detailed? I keep hearing people talk about that.”

You felt like a fool, but you couldn’t help yourself. For his part, Bradley always indulged you. He never laughed in your face or told you to get lost. And lately, he hadn’t even been charging you for your silly little visits that took up his valuable time.

One day, however, after performing a thorough check on your car, he approached you with a hand on the back of his neck, rubbing at his tanned skin. “Hey, so I looked everything over, and I really can’t find any issues. I know it’s an older car, but I really think she’s got a bit more life left in her.”

“Oh,” you nodded, deflating slightly. You were running out of excuses to hang around the garage.

As if reading your thoughts, Bradley went on, “I hate for you to always have to go out of your way to come here. Unless you run into some major issues, I really think you should be good until it comes time for your next inspection.”

That was months away.

“Oh,” you repeated, deflating even further. You supposed this was his nice way of telling you to stop bothering him. “Okay. I’ll just come back in a few months then.”

Bradley surprised you by placing a hand on your arm. “Even if you’re not coming around with your car, I’d still really like to see you,” he murmured, his ears turning red. He almost looked a little shy.

“You would?” you gasped, once again unable to mask your surprise.

“Of course,” Bradley nodded, grinning brightly. “You don’t think I put in this many hours for just any customer, do you?” he teased.

It was your turn to look shy.

“I would really like that,” you told him, biting your lower lip as a smile broke out across your face.

“Can I give you a call tomorrow?” he asked, nervously shifting from foot to foot.

“Yes,” you replied quickly, your eagerness showing.

“Great,” Bradley beamed, his dark eyes sparkling.

This time, when Bradley walked you to your car, he rested his hand on your lower back and helped you settle into the driver’s seat.

“Until tomorrow then,” he smiled, brushing his fingers against yours.

You grinned, already thinking about how you had to call Charlotte. “Until tomorrow, Bradley.”

From my “TOP ONE” Anniversary Celebration! (Requests are now closed)

[tarjapearce]

I love making scenarios for Miguel, but… I’m scared I’ll make him OOC so I never want to publish a fanfic anymore and piss off the “it must be 100% canon accurate” crowd :((

Nonny, are you writing to indulge yourself or to please others? Like Shia said

DO IT.JUST. DO IT.

Cause if it's the latter, then you'll be forever stuck in what ifs and what nots and you'll never be satisfied.

I know feedback is important for everyone writing and it makes our day when we receive comments and the like. But! I'm aware that are there picky readers out there. And that's fine. (As long as they remain respectful, everything cool)

And that's something I learned the bad way. You won't ever be happy if you're writing for people's approval. Cause spoiler alert, you won't and you'll burn out. (I'm aware that my writing won't be everyone's cup of tea and that's fine!)

Do it cause you want to. And don't worry about the numbers as there will be always someone that will like it. Cause If you're doing it for the numbers, you'll be heavily disappointed. Big numbers do not equal quality.

I have done Miguel so out of character, so many times I don't even care anymore jsksk. I just write what I want. And this 'canon police' at least must either work for Sony or partook in Miguel's character creation one way or another for them to be judging or frowning upon OOC content.

None gets a character 100% on point, ever. (Unless you've created them, and even so you'd need inspiration for such thing.) As they evolve, like us. Sure, their default traits is what guide us all into writing them, but that's just a tiny part of the whole picture. Writing is hard. Very hard, but if you're set into improving, then, write.

You think it's not good? Hey! You wrote something! Some don't even do that, ever.

We all start somewhere, (God forbid you guys to see the cringe I used to write at my 14's with the Akatsuki 😂😂) None is born a genius, my dear. You gotta shape it! But you won't if you're afraid. And trust me, being afraid isn't worth it. Embrace the cringe cause it will lead you to the right way eventually ✨

Again, do it cause you want to. Cause you want to indulge yourself. And if people don't like it, they can just scroll past it.

Don't give up ❤️✨ I believe in you nonny.

[girl-with-goats]

Fest help: using Airtable

A few people in the Fest Hub server on Discord asked me to prepare a tutorial on preparing a form and a prompt gallery for fests, so here's a short but comprehensive tutorial.

First, create an account on Airtable.com—I recommend using a fest or fandom email for that. Using the app the way in the capacity of the fest is free; you don't need to buy any additional plans.

(And it's not an Airtable ad either 😂 just some help for fest mods!)

CREATING A BASE

Click on the blue “Create” button placed at the left bottom of the page.

Click on “Create from scratch”—and now we’ve got a neat base in a grid view. Grid view is quite good for monitoring the participants list, but for prompts I recommend creating a gallery. Click on “Gallery” to create one. You can give it a specific name or just go with the standard name, it doesn’t change much for the view or form.

Now that we have a prompt gallery, we can modify the fields in each card. Click on the first card; it will open a full view of its body. To edit each field, you have to point towards the field’s name until a small arrow appears on the right. It will display a menu of actions. Click on “edit the field” to change the type of field, name and description. You can repeat it for every field in the card, adding and deleting records.

What fields you should consider when creating a gallery view for a fest?

Prompt status (claimed for fic/art, unclaimed)

Prompter (AO3, tumblr)

Prompt (long-text type of field recommended for this one)

Maximum rating

Pairing

Squicks/triggers

To obtain the link to the prompt gallery you want to share, click on the “Share view” button, then create a link. You can now copy and paste it. You can copy the link later from the very same place.

Now that our prompt gallery is ready...

We can CREATE A FORM.

Click on “Form” at the end of the column. It will redirect you to a form you can modify any way you wish.

To edit a field, click on it. It will make an editing bar appear on the right, allowing you to modify the name and description of the field. 

To add a field, scroll to the place you want the new field to be added until you see a ‘+’ appear. Click on it, then on “Create a field”. Now fill out all the necessary data—the field name, its type, and description.

The neat “preview” option you can turn on any moment allows you to preview how the form looks like to the person filling it out.

Once you’re satisfied with the form, click on “publish”. The next window will allow you to copy the form link.

If you want to edit the form, you can enter it using the very same link everyone else is using. Then at the top of the page you’ll see the option to edit. You need to be logged into Airtable to do it.

And now all the records will appear in the prompt gallery once someone submits a form! 

You can also create a form for prompts claiming, but I recommend creating a separate base for it for two reasons: you will have to modify the prompt cards to hide the records included in the form (such as claimants email and name) and you’ll need to change the prompt status manually anyway.

Let me know if you have additional questions 🫶

[dearweirdme]

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/760352758766485504/ive-been-scrolling-through-your-ask-for-a?source=share

I've struck a nerve here didn't I? Since you thought your answer sooo smart let's break this sht down a little bit k?

"Maybe because jikookers are busy with the show and have more to talk about than arguing with taekookers who don’t even know what they believe? Don’t compare the time when we had enough time to spare because of no content to now when we actually have something more worth our while than arguing about ships with a bunch of conspiracy theorists / flat earthers."

So you do agree that apart from arguing with tkkrs yall have nothing else to do in your life right? You do agree that after this show is done and you find yourself having nothing else to do you're still gonna come back and use the same fckass argument that nobody wants to listen to right? And stop lying by saying jkkrs are focusing on the show. They are not😭. They are busy hating on Taehyung and "debunking" some taekook moments that present in the show.

The projection💀. Coming from a bunch of people who for years have made it their duty to call Jikook “fanservice” on one day, “barely even friends” on another and then “brothers” on the next. You see what I mean when I say it is useless arguing with people who don’t even know what they believe? Nobody has to say that about taekook because it is and always has been clear from day one what the nature of their relationship is and the only ones who cannot see it or maybe can see it but are refusing to accept it is tkkrs.

Projection of what???? "Fanservice" because yes that's what happen when you wanna entertain fans. "Barely even friends" jikook are close friends in the same group I thought that was clear for all of us. " brothers" 😂 I hope you didn't think we mean blood Brothers. Because yes those two love each other and have been relying on each other for years and call themselves family. So....brothers. And see how you brought it back on taekook? This is what I'm talking about anon. When we confront yall about something concerning your ships that make you insecure you try to spin it off on the other ship as if it's going to change the reality. You can't even answer it without using the same dang comparison.

Lmoo! Sure Jan. Convincing yourself that in the big year of 2024 any jikooker is still insecure about taekook is really cute. Alot has happened within the past two years to clear any doubt about that from any jikooker’s mind lol. Quiet honestly, some of you think Jikookers are insecure about taekook but it’s honestly not taekook that is jikookers problem but it’s taekookers that Jikookers find annoying. No jikooker is cracking their heads about two friends. So yea it is abundantly clear that taekook are just friends and the show once again confirmed that us.

When you started answering my ask the FIRST thing that you said was that yall jikkrs had nothing to do back then before the show was released so that's why you were on our ask. Doesn't that scream insecurity?? If you don't believe in taekook and you think we're sooo over our head, get over it!! Why are you on our ask trying to convince us?? If there's something that your community has been doing is cracking their head about something that don't concern them🤣🤣. Hence them going around and mocking us, focusing more on our ask then theirs and being the biggest insecure mfs around here.

What is funny is the way y’all always end up telling on yourselves and what you really feel without even realizing it. So pookie, Jikook is obvious even to you? Jikook is so obvious that it just has to be “cinema worthy videos”? Jikook is so obvious and that is why they keep catching fanservice allegations left and right? Jikook is so obvious that bighit has become the award winning screenwriters and directors for the jikook love story? Pookie, what does it say about your ship if you think Jikook is that obvious? What does it say about your ship if Jungkook who is supposedly in a relationship with Taehyung has no issues putting on an award worthy performance being in a relationship with Jimin that even you thinks Jikook is so obvious? You can continue brainwashing yourselves all you want talking about how the company is playing tricks or trying to portray them in a certain way but at the end of the day, when you log out of tumblr and are not trying to get a one up over jikookers, even you know that, that is bullshit. Just like what I have always known, you lot see exactly what jikookers see but you have coped with it by convincing yourselves that it has to be an act because they are too “obvious”. Well if it has all been an act, then maybe your ship’s relationship isn’t as perfect as you thought it was. 🤷🏽‍♀️

What I find funny is you not being able to recognize sarcasm. When did I mention them being obvious rq?? Them being on screen and "flirting" just like yall love to call it, doesn't make them real. Why would I start my ask talking about them being friends and end up by saying they flirt??? Make it make sense. Cinemas worthy is what is displayed on screen for a certain audience to get entertain with anon. Read that again. And what award are you talking about???😅 The one where he spent the entire 2023 year with taehyung instead of his supposed boyfriend??

Saying this right after saying how obvious they are is wild don’t you think? Because how can you say people are too obvious which means that even you can see things but in the same breath you claim that the ship u just said is too obvious to be real is filled with imaginations and speculations? Also, a taekooker talking about imagination and speculation is funny considering the fact that, y’all are the ones who hear breathing sounds from Tae’s bed at 3am. Y’all are the ones who see taekook post a picture and conclude that they booked out an entire restaurant by themselves to go on a date. Y’all are the ones who coo and get soft from imagining Jk serenading Tae with “to find you”, y’all are the ones who see a ring on Jk’s finger and conclude that his lover gave him a ring he shares with his friend group. So tell me pookie, who is the one whose ship is filled with imaginations and speculations?

I BEG you to read my ask again. Jikook is NOT and will never be obvious to me. What I said is that the moments you claim "truthful" would have been too easy for a couple in South Korea. Let's take the military as an example. Simple as that. Nobody outside of your little contracted bubble thinks jikook is a couple. And I know it burns you bad to see that first episode where they talked sooo casual for a couple that haven't met each other and missed each other a lot. They drop sentences saying how they thought doing this show was a good idea because of how absent they were in each other lives.

So anon is jikook real or not? Forget my ask and forget about taekook I want you to write the reasons why you think two guys who has been in a relationship for years wouldn't spare time for each other in the entire year of 2023? Especially during the time where apart from his album era jungkook had a lot of free time? Why would the supposed boyfriends spend an entire year with their "friends" instead of each other?? And then on top of that go to a military camp where as a celebrity they are watched 24/7?? Answer this without mentioning taekook or tkkrs and you'll see how empty you sound.

Your group has been shaming tkkrs, trying to convince themselves that we are the worst out there and that how imaginations lead our ship but the moment we point out that your ship isn't real you get all defensive and start comparing things that has no business together. As a jikooker why do you think two MEN would go to a military as a couple?? Please answer fast and do NOT mention taekook or taekookers. Challenge go!!!!

No… NOOooo anon! Do not call them back 😫!!!

CHALLENGE CANCELED! Abort mission! Do not engage!!!

I do agree ofcourse 😂

[thepaintedlady00]

I was scrolling through your blog and I saw this reblog from the sandman comic picture where Morpheus got laid and decided to share it via dreams with every single being. I can’t just stop thinking about the day after, hi and his lover in the waking world and she is wondering wtf everybody is looking at her, meanwhile morpheus realizes he might have fcked up with the collective unconscious while being too caught up in the moment.

Oh my god this is gold! 😂

You and Morpheus had decided to spend a day in the Waking World, or rather you'd begged him long enough that he agreed to go with you. Though after the rather long night the two of you had he couldn't exactly deny you what you wanted, he was quite certain he would never be able to deny you anything ever again. So, there you were, walking the streets of London by the Dream Lords side. It wasn't odd... aside from the weird looks everyone you passed seemed to be giving you.

After about twenty people did a double take in your direction you sighed and looked up at you lover. "Do I have something on my face?"

He met your gaze, his blue eyes slightly wider than usual. "No, you look beautiful as always."

"Everyone's staring at me."

"I'm certain they're not staring at you my love."

A couple walked past you two, both very obviously looking at you and then whispering to each other. You gesture toward them. "Dream, it's obvious."

His lips thinned as he shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps they are simply admiring your beauty, as I do."

"Dream..." you mumble, accidentally running into a young girls back.

She turned to you, her eyes going wide and a look of disbelief filling her face. "Oh my god it's you!"

You laughed anxiously. "I'm sorry, have we met?"

"Well no, but I had a dream about you last night!" Her eyes slid up to Morpheus and she pointed her finger at him with a laugh. "You were there too!"

You looked up at your lover with narrow eyes, his face revealed little but you knew him well enough to recognize the signs of his mischief and guilt. He cleared his throat, "How strange."

"You two make a very good looking couple," the woman giggled, a blush rising to her cheeks. "That dream was so passionate and... just... wow..."

Dream pulled you along, quickly bidding the stranger a farewell. The realization was clear as day as you glared up at him. "What did you do?"

He straightened his jacket, clearly nervous. "I may have gotten a bit... carried away last night."

"And?"

"And projected a bit of our... activities to the dreams of the humans."

Your face went red as you tugged him to a stop. "You did what?!" The people around you looked and whispered, only making your red face grow a deeper shade. "How much did you project?"

"Only the last half hour."

"The last half hour?!" You covered your face with your hands and groaned. "We're leaving. Take us back to The Dreaming!"

He chuckled softly. "As you wish, my love, but you've nothing to be embarrassed about. If my memory serves me you looked particularly ravishing in those thirty minutes."

You slapped his arm, curling into his chest as he willed you back to the safety of his realm. "I hate you so much right now."

"You are free to show me how much, my love."

[your-friendly-sociopath]

Can you do Alastor who is jealous of his S/O’s has crush on someone else? S/O was dreaming of marrying some another charming guy like Tom Riddle from Harry Potter, and Peter Pan from Once Upon A Time(even it’s not on list but I simp for cute ones can’t help it LOL)

Lolol, Ima simp for Tom riddle too 😂

Jealous Alastor x Reader

You were a simple sinner demon, trying to find their way through hell

When you heard of the happy hotel you decided to go check it out

And by check it out I mean get a free room and lots of therapy (bc we all need it lets be honest)

Now you joined before the whole news fiasco and Alastor

On the morning of the interview Charlie and Vaggie were rushing to make the hotel look good for any new potential sinners

And angle had left earlier for who knows what

You decided to stay at the hotel while Charlie and Vaggie left to 666 news

You watched the whole showdown on the tiny tv in the lobby

You felt kinda bad for Charlie, knowing that after that interview no sinner would want to be a part of the hotel

Suddenly your phone started ringing

You checked the caller ID to see it was charlie

So you answered

"Heya charlie...I saw the interview, how're you holding up?"

You heard her answer, voice wavery like she had been crying

"Oh pfft I'm totally fine, it's not like many demons watch the news anyways.."

You could tell by her tone that she was faking enthusiasm

"Listen...(Y/n) , the limo got a flat tire. We may take a bit longer to get to the hotel. Sorry"

You shrugged her of before realizing she couldn't see you

"Nah it's fine, don't worry about the hotel. I'm keeping an eye on it"

She sighed in relief

"ok, thank (Y/n). Hopefully we won't be much longer"

With that you ended the call and started scrolling through your phone out of boredom

Ten or so minutes later you heard a knock on the door

Thinking it was charlie returning you went to open the door

To your surprise and horror you found the radio demon at the door

"Hel-" your spammed the door in confusion, before opening it again "-lo"

You slammed it again

You looked around the empty lobby trying to decide if you should let the monster outside in or not

Gathering all the courage you could you opened the door again

"May I speak now?"

You blinked up at the radio demon

"Uh...sure?"

"Alastor, darling, pleasure to meet you quite a pleasure"

He spoke with such enthusiasm and energy it was hard to believe he was dangerous

"Forgive me for my sudden intrusion but I saw the disaster on the picture show and just had to visit this place!"

You nodded awkwardly

"Might I ask where the manager is?"

It took you a sec to process what he said

Manager--owner.. Charlie

"Oh uh she's not here right now... sorry"

You responded quietly

"Oh? Do you happen to where she is, my dear?"

"Uh, flat tire"

You said dumbly

His grin somehow grew wider as he looked around

"so it's just you and I then?"

You nodded

"Well then what a delightful surprise!"

"Suuure.."

You said slowly

"I'm not sure if I'd be as affective as charlie, but I'm sure I can help you with whatever you need"

Alastor chuckled

"Oh no, darling, though I appreciate your efforts I'm afraid what I have to say only concerns the princess"

"Oh," you said awkwardly, "well shes gotten held up sooo.."

Alastor raised an eyebrow

You shrugged awkwardly

"Idk when she'll return" you finished

"Well then I suppose I'll wait here!" Alastor responded

You squeaked in surprise and groaned quietly

"Ok fine cool cool cool" you muttered, walking past him

You heard his static filled chuckle behind

"I don't believe I caught your name, darling"

"Oh, sorry, I'm (Y/n)" you gave him a polite smile

Alastor found that he quite liked your smile

-----

Later after charlie had returned with vaggie and angle in tow, and Alastor finally revealing why he had arrived

You were chilling in the library, lounging on an old couch while looking at fanart of your fav characters (*cough* tom riddle *cough*)

Suddenly there was a loud pop behind you, like static

You turned and saw no one

You shrugged it off as your imagination, and eventually fell asleep on the couch

Alastor appeared out of the shadows and watched you sleep for a moment, before carrying you back to your room

He didn't know who you were looking at, but he knew that after your encounter that morning, he wanted you all for himself

"You will be mine (Y/n)~"

I'm so incredibly sorry for being late, I got distracted with a part two to His Fawn and some other fica I'm working on

[christopher-bangnaldoskzz]

When you call your ex over to cuddle you - jisung

Jisung x Reader

Genre: angsty and a little cute

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: you call your ex partner over after having a meltdown only to realise you still loved him. 😂

Warnings: none really i got really close but there is no smut unfortunately theres a little bit of kissing and some other stuff those so if you are under 18 please dont read in your not comfortable.

“Hello,” Han said, answering the phone call from his now ex-girlfriend. He could hear her sniffling over the phone, and his heart sank as she struggled to get the words out.

“Can you please come over” she barely gets the words out.

“I’ll be over in 10 minutes” Han knows nothing good will come from him going to see his ex. However, he was still very much in love with her and to hear her cry, which she often didn’t, made him eager to get to her.

“And where do you think you’re going at this hour” chan jokingly said while sitting on the couch on his phone.

“Honest answer?”

“Of course…” chan said, putting his phone down.

“Y/Ns”, Han said, fiddling with his keys, his eyes widening.

“We talked about this… you have to stop being at her beck and call Han… she’s using you” chan was upset he had worked so hard all these weeks, building Han's confidence back up so he could go right back to his ex.

“She needs me, Hyung… I have to go,” he said, closing the door behind him.

……………

Han pulls up in front of your house. The front lights are on. He opens the car door and walks up the driveway towards the front door.

*knock knock*

Y/N pov

You open the door and have never been so relieved to see Han so much in your life, today was shit, and you felt overwhelmed with everything.

“Hannie”, you cry as you wrap your arms around him. He embraces you, and you slowly walk back into the house.

“You okay? What happened?” He pulled back and caressed your face making you sob harder.

“Please don’t cry”, he kisses the top of your head. You manage after a few moments of embracing Han to slow down your breathing and minimise the crying.

“I’m just so stressed with work and my family… I can’t catch a break, and I think I’m overwhelmed,” you say, hyperventilating into his chest.

“Y/N,” I think you have a panic attack.” He squeezed you tight.

“I need you to hug me. Is that okay?” That was fine with Han. Not only had he missed your touch, but he had also had a lot of experience dealing with anxiety over the years.

“I have an idea?… how about I stay over, and we watch movies?” He rubs your back.

“I would like that” you smile up at him. The truth was you had no idea why you broke up with Han in the first place. He was so sweet and kind-hearted. You grabbed his hand and led him through to your bedroom, slowly sneaking him past your roommate's door. You closed the door and grabbed the remote off the bedside table.

“Uh, I didn’t bring PJs”, he smiled awkwardly.

“You act like I haven’t seen you naked before” you giggle, and suddenly Han becomes shy.

He slowly removes his shirt, and you can’t help but stare. Then it suddenly hit you. It had been weeks since you had sex, your body now realising this.

“Stop staring at me… I’m feeling self-conscious,” he giggled as he took off his jeans.

“Oh, please don’t flatter yourself, Han.”

You lie down on the bed and scroll through Netflix. Meanwhile, Han crawls in and wraps his arms around your stomach, his breath now on your neck. “I missed this”, he mumbles.

The sensation of his breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine. “Mmmm, same”, you grumbled “thank you for coming over” you turned your head to look at him.

“I’d do anything for you,” he said, kissing gently on your nose.

You looked at his lips then quickly looked forward at the tv. “How about we watch… clueless”, you giggle, knowing Han hates that movie.

“We can watch that… whatever you like” he lightly kisses your cheek. You blush a little as you press play.

………………

It was about halfway through the movie, and you could feel Han squirming a little against your body “you okay?” You turn to him, and his eyes flick to your lips and back to the tv.

“Yeah, just getting comfortable”, he smiled, nuzzling closer to your body like that was possible.

You are watching the movie for a while when suddenly Han moves, now looking down at you “are you feeling better?” He whispers again, flicking his eyes to your lips.

“Yes, thank you” you bite your lower lip a little, a signal you often used to tell Han you wanted him to kiss you. He leans down and kisses you with his soft, warm lips.

Han grabs your side and squeezes as he parts your lips with his tongue. “Did you put this movie on because you know it bores me to tears?” He smiles, pulling away.

You giggle because it is partially the reason you put it on. “Maybe… maybe I wanted you to get so bored you kissed me”, you grin.

“Well, it worked,” he said again, placing his lips down on yours. His hands ride up your body until his hand sit just under your breast.

“Can I………” he pulls away again.

“You can do whatever you like, Hannie… I am completely yours.”

Han slides up a squeezes your Brest while leaning back down to kiss you when suddenly you hear your roommate's door open.

“Shit, shhh,” you say to Han as he pulls back.

“We have to be quiet, okay,” you say, pulling him in for another kiss.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this tonight,” Han said, letting go of your breast.

“What, why?” You are so confused. Was he not the one who initiated  the kiss in the first place.

“Because… I don’t want to be quiet,” he smirked, making you giggle.

*knock knock*

“Fuck”, you mouth, pointing to the cupboard “get in there… if she sees you, she’ll yell at me,” you whisper. Han complies and goes into the walk-in wardrobe.

“Hey, do you have someone over?” Your roommate said as you opened your door in your PJs.

“No, why would you think that?” You pretended to be confused.

“I thought I heard Han's voice before,” she said, looking around your room.

“Oh, I was watching an old video on my phone” you smiled, thinking you might get away with it.

“Okay… but he better not be in here… we’ve had this conversation.”

Your roommate walks out, and you walk over to the wardrobe “that was so close,” you whisper, pecking hand lips.

“I know… maybe I should go,” he said, grabbing his pants and shirt.

“What… why?” you grab onto his hand.

“Well, because you broke up with me” you could see he was hurt still.

“I still love you”, you blurt out.

“Huh?… say that again,” he said, walking closer to you and closing the gap.

“I said… I still love you, Han jisung” Han closed the gap between your bodies immediately. He Leaning down into a heated kiss.

“I’ve been waiting for you to say that” he pulls away.

“I love you so much… which is why I should probably leave” he smooshed your cheeks together and kissed you softly.

“To be continued”, you smile up at him.

“To be continued”, he replies.

[soaps-mohawk]

20 questions for fic writers

I'm sure I'll get tagged in this eventually, but I want to do it now

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

117

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

Currently 1,300.258

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently Call of Duty but I've written for several others in the past.

4. Top five by kudos.

Cherry Red, Crimson Blood; From The Stars; Broken; Sacred; Nadia

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to respond to every single one, but I always wind up missing a few.

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

Way of the Water for a Halloween event last year. One of the few fics I've written that didn't have a happy ending.

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

Most of mine have happy endings so...it's hard to pick just one. I'd probably say any of my Clone Soulmate series mostly because they all got happier endings than they do in canon.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Yeah. Quite a few over the years. It doesn't bother me as much anymore and for most of them I just ignore them and delete the comments. I have comment moderation on for that reason.

9. Do you write smut?

Pretty much all I write

10. Craziest crossover.

I've never written a crossover, though I did consider a GOT/LOTR crossover at one point (so original I know)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

If we're counting AI bots then yes.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't think so? Not that I know of at least.

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

Nope! I've had a few offers over the years but I'm such a control freak I don't think I could do it.

14. All time favorite ship?

I'm definitely getting shit for this but Daemon x Rhaenyra. I just want them to be my parents so badly. I don't know if I have any others that are exclusively canon? I have plenty that aren't canon 😂

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oh so many. The Aquaman fic I started back in 2019. Probably also Here's To the Future, one of my Star Wars fics.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Honestly idk. Maybe conveying emotions??

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Actions scenes. And dialogue sometimes.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I'm also getting shit for this but I hate it, specifically when it's not translated immediately like at the end of the sentence or right after the dialogue. I'm sorry but I'm not scrolling back and forth to the top or bottom of the fic for the glossary. I don't even do that in published books. Just write it in English and make it italicized to symbolize it's in another language. We can use our imaginations.

19. First fandom you wrote in?

Percy Jackson. 7th grade. It was not good.

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

The Phantom of Pabu. It just means so much to me and it's one of my favorite fics of all time that I've written. It was one of the last I wrote for Star Wars and I don't think even CRCB will top it as my favorite fic. (it'll come close though).

NPTs: @stigandr-the-cat, @141wh0re, @reaper-chan666, @uncontainably-a-whore and anyone else that wants to do this

[apoptoses]

would you be so kind as to explain Daniel as the latin bro tiktoker and how it affects the household dynamic

okay SO off the back of your excellent Marius Discovers Tiktok posts-

Sometimes I like to think about how he originally got on the app because of links that Daniel or Armand or even fuckin Benji sent him, and he'd be patting himself on the back when he figures out how to stitch videos and make his own tiktoks 'correcting' historical information. And ofc because it's Marius he thinks he's the first vampire to be sneaky posting on there and he takes great pride in how modern he's being, doing right by his old Roman ancestors spreading the truth about history, etc etc

Until he finds Daniel's account scrolling his for you page lmao And for those NOT IN THE KNOW there's this dude on tiktok who's studying ancient linguistics and constantly getting stoned and like, rapping in old Egyptian lmao Or translating memes in ancient Sumerian and generally making ancient language shit posts in between actually making education videos where he gently reads people down for spreading incorrect linguistics facts.

and I JUST THINK that would be Daniel lmao He's learned all this history from Marius, all these old dead languages and how they were pronounced and he's bored and wants to do something with that. And he's just so personable that people eat it up, he's got like minimum 60k views on every post.

And it just eats Marius alive hahaha Like on one hand he taught Daniel all that he knows, right?? He's proud that his fledgling's fledgling actually absorbed his lessons and is out there able to put knowledge into the world.

But ON THE OTHER he's burnt up inside about how Daniel gets so many fuckin views and people praising his account in the comments when TECHNICALLY Marius is doing the same kind of stitches correcting people and getting crickets half the time, or horny comments from booktok people who are hot for what a cold, harsh professor he is and aren't actually taking in the facts he's trying to put out there😂

And like he's too proud to ask Daniel how to game the algorithm or what he's doing wrong, and just texts him links to his old Egyptian rap videos with disapproving emoji, and sometimes when they're on the phone he chides him for making a mockery of the great cultures of the past.

(Daniel isn't dumb though, sometimes he throws him a bone and stitches one of Marius's videos being like 'yeah this dude nails it, you guys should follow him'. And Marius doesn't acknowledge the thousand extra followers he gets from that, just tells Daniel he's not required to promote him simply because of their relationship, but Daniel knows that means 'thank you' in emotionally constipated old man)

So YEAH, Daniel's success causes a little tension at first but it settles into something nice because he knows posting something real dumb gives Marius an excuse to gently scold him when they're apart. And like when they're together maybe he takes a sneaky video of Marius trying to set up a fuckin ringlight or something so he can get better video of some old text he has, and Daniel holds onto that draft for blackmail purposes lmao

(Meanwhile Armand is off making 'watch me restock my guest room drawers' videos and everyone in the comments is bewildered by the lack of hygiene items and consumables. Like vampires don't need toothpaste and deodorant and mints, so it's all weird shit like the little toys you get from gumball machines and ink for fountain pens for the vampires who visit who prefer to use tools from the time when they were mortal)

Whew who knew I had so many thoughts on that, I could go for days on this subject lmao