#I think I want them two bc I'm always a sucker for the two MCs and character development

[yerimoonlight]

Siri...Play Traitor on repeat because The Legacy of Yangchen is coming out in July and I still have not forgiven Kavik.

[strwberri-milk]

Heyyy💟

Since your ask is open I was wondering if you can write a fic with the same concept as your "Finding Mc and leaving you" but for Zayne or Xavier? I'm a sucker for angst 😭

unfortunately xavier like. of the three i see him just not being able to date ANYBODY else but mc. tbvh i dont see ANY of them getting into realtionships but rafayel i think of it as like. release for him and just stright copium while dating someone and using them as a substitution for mc, zayne dates someone bc he thinks its 1) what hes supposed to do and 2) hes too dangerous to be around you and 3) doesnt think you return his feelings anyway whereas xavier is just a cryptid and idt you can make slenderman date anybody if he didnt want to so his is. a little diff than the other two

You met Zayne during med school. He was so singularly focused on his career that you don't even know how everything happened. You were somehow lucky enough to find him when he was free, confessing that somehow, over the sessions he was tutoring you for as review for his own lessons, you fell in love with him. You had a good feeling that he wouldn't reciprocate your feelings but you just wanted to confess to him to say you did your best.

Surprisingly, he accepts and manages to carve out some time for you to go on a date. The entire ordeal almost seems transactional at first and you're worried he said yes only to let you down easily during the date. Somehow, one date turns to another date, then a third, then suddenly you find yourself in a committed relationship with Dr. Zayne, the youngest Cardiac Surgeon in Linkon City.

He chose not to speak too often about his childhood, telling you that he grew up in the same way everyone did. Sometimes, he'd mention a childhood friend that he had and that she often came to visit him as he was her primary physician for her heart condition. You never worried about her and had often run into her while meeting up with him after work. She had always been nothing but kind to you so you never would suspect anything.

Zayne was always kind of reserved around you but you never had to doubt that he cared for you. It's not until you're talking to your friends who are starting to get married or discussing their own relationships that somehow, the two of you just fell into a routine. Zayne was never affectionate with you but he always returned your affection. He remembers your birthday and anniversaries and always gets you the sweetest gifts. You know he's looking out for you but you get the sense that things aren't...this isn't what you want in a romantic relationship.

You ask him if he sees the relationship going anywhere, if there's any shared goals that the two of you want to work towards together or if you even make him happy. He's glad you're being honest with him but he asks you what brought it about and you have to confess that your friends seemed so much happier in their relationships whereas it felt like the two of you had grown stagnant. Hell the two of you don't even live together, moving in being something you had waited to bring up to him.

After a lengthy discussion and few days for the two of you to sit with the decision you end up having to break up. You aren't getting what you want out of a relationship with him and somehow, you know that you aren't making him as happy as he deserves.

You're glad you don't work at the same hospital at him but a year later you're invited to an event at his hospital. You're over him, for the most part, at this point but your heart still aches a little at the sight of him. On his arm is that friend of his, holding him tightly as she kisses his cheek in congratulations of whatever it was you were invited for. You know now as you watch them he never loved you as much as he loved her and for your peace of mind you decide to leave it at at that.

Xavier was an enigma. The two of you had been dating just a few months when suddenly everything changed. You were planning a date with him when he apologised for cancelling, saying that a new hunter at work needed his help and he was going to stay late to help her out.

You couldn't do anything really except realise that Xavier was cancelling more and more on you. You knew he felt bad because he'd call you or text you an apology but it seemed more like he was doing it out of obligation. You don't think he's cheating on you with her because even if you randomly called or texted him he'd always pick up and was open about where he was - he just wasn't there, with you like you wanted him to be.

He breaks up with you fairly quickly after that and it doesn't take you long to put two and two together. You followed some of his colleagues on social media and out of desperation starting stalking all of them to see if he was cheating on you. Once you found that the page of that new hunter he was working with you thought you'd find your smoking gun, only to be sorely disappointed.

She posted about him occasionally but everything was purely platonic. She never commented on anything he posted romantically and he didn't for her. It's not until months later that you see her post something about a first date with him, forced to come to terms that he didn't technically cheat on you but clearly he fell in love with her far sooner than he fell into like with you.

[bp-zb1fics]

hi! i love how you write bp trainee!reader fics and i was like ‘omg imagine jay x g group trainee!reader’ so i came here to request something. i wanted to request jay chang confessing to g group!reader during the boys planet finale, or something a long the lines of that. i wanted to see your take on how he would confess to someone, you can always switch up the plot or even ignore this ask if you don’t want to write it! <3

If this was a movie

pairing: jay x g group reader

genre: canon, fluff

tw/tags: lots of pining, confessions, a kiss or two, some swears, jay kinda dramatic and very in denial, kamden, matthew, ricky best wingmen, a lil hui vs jay action but not really 

wc: 1731

summary: it’s the sleepover night before the finale and jay has something to tell you.

a/n Hi! First of all thank you so much for this lovely request, it was an utter pleasure to write and I really enjoyed it and I hope you will too! I'm always a sucker for canon fics because it's so fun to take the show we all know and love and hate sometimes bc mnet kinda shady and write about it. I've lifted lines directly from the sleepover segment from episode 12, just be citing my sources. I definitely would have included reader/ mc/ y/n's pov but ended up keeping it to jay's pov for some reason, idk maybe it's like writer brain. If anyone wants a "your pov" version, do let me know~ that would be a fun part 2

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Italics mean it’s spoken in English.

Jay tips his head back and exaggerates his cringe, laughing along with everyone at Gunwook stealing Junhyeon’s aegyo. Only he can’t help but let his eyes linger back to you giggling quietly from where you’re leaning against Hoetaek, the elder playing with your hair. 

And even if he knows that Hoetaek is a little more familiar with the former Cube trainees like you and Matthew and Sung Hanbin, he can’t help but feel the smallest twinge of jealousy. He wanted to be close to you like that, to mess with your hair until you pout at him and he can’t help but-

“By all means, keep staring, we might as well get a neon sign that says I LIKE YOU and put it on your head.”

Kamden mumbles from beside him, effectively snapping him out of his maladaptive daydreaming. 

“Oh my god dude, shut up.”

He hisses, still keeping one eye on you as you lean into Hoetaek’s touch. Think positive, Jay. Even if you're also a fellow English speaker, at least you’re far away enough that you probably won’t overhear them. Ricky snickers from his other side.

“You’re so subtle, man.”

He levels them a look. It’s their last night, can’t he get a break?

“It’s our last night Jay, you know, you should tell them.”

Apparently not. 

He looks up and Kamden manages to look even more unimpressed than he usually does, head tilting a little more than 45° for emphasis.

“Nah, it’s cool, besides, they’re definitely not into me.”

Jay deflects, ignoring the sinking feeling that begins to take hold. 

“You don’t know that.”

“I’m pretty sure I do.”

“Just try.”

“You’re being very persistent today, Kam, I dunno, it’s kinda sus.”

Before Kamden can fire back, the whole conversation about memorable first impressions turns around and bites Jay in the ass because the universe loves messing with him.

“So who was your best first impression, Jay-ah?” 

Suddenly everyone’s looking at him expectantly. Kamden and Ricky look like they already know and Jay knows that they know that the answer sitting at the tip of his tongue is just across the room, Hoetaek’s arm around their shoulder. Still, Jay hesitates.

He’s had a crush on you ever since the Star Level test. You had immediately caught his attention walking in. Sure, there were perfect visuals like Jiwoong and Hanbin but you were the most attractive person he’s ever seen. And you were talented, Jay could swear your performance was one of the best but Kamden’s convinced that he’s just biased.

But even though you’re both from G-group, you’ve always ended up in different teams, leaving Jay with not that many opportunities to talk with you. When he does end up around you, he just can’t, defaulting to his usual over the top expressions for laughs. While he’s always thought of himself as a confident person, he just finds himself fumbling around you. It doesn’t help that you seem to stick to Hoetaek or Sung Hanbin or one of your team members. You’re friendly with each other, sure, but nothing more than that. 

Right, back to the question.

“The person I remember the most is Yujin.”

He immediately feels the collective disappointment that emanates from his corner of the room as the rest of the trainees react, Matthew even sitting up to hit him with some bombastic side-eye. He pretends he doesn’t hear Kamden sighs, doing an impression of Yujin which looks more like a possession honestly. The others laugh. Jongwoo’s comment is the crutch he needs to limp away as he holds Yujin in check as competition.

Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy.

“For me, as soon as I heard Jay sing, I felt like I was in trouble.” 

Hoetaek speaks up and Jay forces himself into another exaggerated look of surprise and shoves down the ugly feeling that jumps out at the way you hug one of Hoetaek’s arms. 

“Your competitor?” One of them jokes.

Not just in singing, Jay thinks.

“But you did watch Love Me Right, hyung?” Jongwoo asks. Jay really wants this conversation to move on.

“It was so hard to watch Love Me Right.” He watches as Hoetaek shifts so that you can lean more comfortably.

“That’s not the only thing that’s hard to watch right now.” Ricky breathes out. Now Kamden and Matthew are snickering.

Just smile, Jay. 

“Honestly, I wanted to give up when I saw you, hyung.” He manages to grit out without giving himself away, hopefully. 

Everyone laughs and Jay desperately sends a prayer to the universe to let his pain end. Ironically, it’s Kamden and Matthew who come to his rescue.

“Actually, I’m curious about something. Did I give off an American vibe?”

The conversation swerves towards Matthew’s imitation of Kamden, the apparently routine mispronunciation of Jiwoong’s name and Kamden’s impressive first impression of Ricky’s hair.

By the time they move on to Keita’s first meeting with Zhang Hao, Jay thinks he’s in the clear.

He's not.

Kamden proceeds to smack his arm and he meets eyes with Matthew whose usual bright smile was beginning to border on shit-eating grin territory.

“If you didn’t notice, they’ve been looking at you the whole time we were talking.” Kamden says lowly, Matthew nodding in agreement.

“Nah, you’re capping.”

“No, for real, Kam and I were literally right here giving some top-tier content and all they could see was you.” Matthew insisted.

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

“It definitely means something.” Ricky counters because he was apparently listening in on them the whole time while everyone else watched Jiwoong wax poetry over Hao’s violin playing. Jay shakes his head.

“It really doesn’t.”

Kamden looks like he wants to jump on him and start shaking some sense in. Matthew sighs. Ricky just shrugs and lies back down.

“Ah well, we’ll have to see then. I didn’t let Kam slander my hair and my catchphrase for nothing.”

After having to spectate the absolute trainwreck of awkwardness that is Zhang Hao and Kum Junhyeon, there’s the slightest chill that goes down Jay’s spine that he ignores, figuring it must be the weather.

It was definitely not the weather. He should have run while he still had a chance.

“Actually, there’s another pair I want to see.” Matthew speaks up. Suddenly he feels Kamden and Ricky both watching him like hawks as if he’s going to bolt any second now.

After Matthew names you and him, Jay actually wants to bolt. Kamden and Ricky are extremely helpful in explaining to the others the minimal interactions you two have had as the “least close trainees in G-group.” You look like a deer in headlights as Hoetaek gently shoves you towards the middle of the room, whispering something to you before he goes back to his spot. 

“Wah they’re both so red.” Jay becomes acutely aware of how much his cheeks are burning as he sits across you. You don’t seem to be any better, making eye contact before looking literally anywhere else.

Well, might as well get over it so he can go back and die of embarrassment.

“Uh, the first time I saw you was during the Star Level test. I thought you were very talented.”

Damn, when did Korean become so hard? Maybe it was the way your hands were holding his, can you feel how fast his pulse is racing? Okay Jay, you can do this, just speedrun it.

“And I really liked the song you performed, it really fit your voice. Your stage outfit was also very pr- very noticeable, it made you stand out. And I really wanted to get to know you more but we were in different groups all the time which really sucked and you don’t know how many times I wished you chose Home so we could perform together or the Star Creators would put us both in Over me and I understand, you’re really perfect for the concepts of your songs and it’s crazy how much I like you, seriously so crazy.”

Pin-drop silence. Three things, in order, that Jay realises.

Speedrunning this might not have been the best idea.

Switching to English midway through the conversation is a skill that he didn’t know he was capable of considering his level of Korean would definitely be more byelingual than actual, intelligent multilingual like Matthew.

He might have confessed his feelings to you. No actually, he did. Fuck, now would be a great time to get on the next plane and fly off to the States and cry to Beomhan for a month. Forget debuting, he’d settle for a nice normal life without the evil editing and the screen time robbing and the utter stress of eliminations.

But before Jay can actually bolt, you speak up.

“Uh- uhm…” You look so unsure that it freezes him there, seated in front of you, holding your hands like it’s his last lifeline.

“I really like you too.”

Everyone gasps and begins murmuring quietly.

“Wait, my English is bad, what are they saying?”

“Finally, they’ve confessed, I knew it.”

“Wait who confessed?”

“That was like an American romance movie, wow.”

Then the clapping starts. Jay tears his eyes away from you for one second to look at Kamden in utter disbelief. His co-conspirators don’t miss a beat.

“Congratulations, you finally did it! Thank fuck.”

“Be happy together, you two!”

And because Ricky apparently wasn’t satisfied with the slander he had put himself through.

“Now kiss.”

Which turned into a chant because even the trainees who didn’t speak English fluently knew what they were talking about. Someone even helpfully throws a blanket over Yujin to protect his eyes.

Jay turns back and finds you giggling. While it looks like embarrassment, now he could feel the way your fingers interlocked with his, your eyes flitting to his lips. The chanting becomes background noise as he leans in, pressing his lips against yours firmly.

Fireworks explode in the background as you pull away.

Everyone applauds with the occasional whistling, oohing as Jay tugs you to sit between his legs, Ricky graciously scooting over to make space.

Kamden claps him on the back and Matthew flashes both of you a thumbs up.

God, he loves hates these guys.

As the conversation settles back down and everyone decides to actually sleep, you sneak another kiss before cuddling up to his side.

Jay smiles. Maybe this is a movie.

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

I saw your tags on a post about becoming the mc in one of your novels. Gothic, where the character is more monster than damsel and i am 👀

Would you be willing to talk about it? The story, the character, anything?

(for those of you who did not see my tags on the post anon is referencing, the post prompt was basically 'you are now the main character of your most recent WIP' and my tags were: #technically I think this would put me as the MC of my novel#in a gothic mansion that houses a monstrous lord said to steal people’s souls#in a village the inhabitants view as a cage#after faking my death to escape an abusive arranged marriage#discovering that I am more monster than damsel)

so i talked about it briefly when i ran this poll a while ago asking which one of these two novels you'd all like to see first. it is the one that won, the gothic found family: Of Beasts and Wretched Things (working title). feel free to click through to the poll if you want to see what the results were, what the other option was, and what people's initial reactions were!

Of Beasts and Wretched Things is an inverted 'Beauty and the Beast' coming of age story that wrestles with the monstrosities of girlhood and the inherent horror of self-creation.

When the Lord of Crosswell Estate plans to wed his niece to a brutish lord to save his wealth, she runs away and stumbles upon Illthern, a forgotten trading village under the control of the monstrous Theodoric Gaut, whom she deceives in order to gain his protection from her wrathful uncle; but when she finds herself face to face with Lord Gaut, who is not what the stories would have her believe, she must wrestle with the monstrosity of her own making before he discovers that his supposed long-lost relative is not what she claims to be.

(More under the cut bc wow I...got a bit carried away.)

working on this project has helped me work through some of the trauma i have around my own relationship to femininity and womanhood. the MC struggles with the legacy of abuse inflicted by her blood relatives and what it means to be the person they tried to make her into. the inherent fear of things labeled 'monster' and the consequential fear of being monstrous is a predominant theme, as well as questions of how many of the monsters are things we make ourselves.

what really drew me to the gothic genre was the emotional weight i wanted to give these characters and this world; so often in gothic works it is the characters' own emotional turmoil that drives the plot and shapes the setting, you are the ghost haunting the house even though you still draw breath, etc. even in this real world, there are these weights of what society things a woman should be, the pressures of girlhood especially during adolescence, and these weird half-mourning periods of killing the person you used to be. i think because i wanted these characters to be steeped in the emotions they have about their situations in life and themselves, i found myself drawn to gothic conventions just because it fit so well with what i wanted to explore

with regards to the characters themselves, and particularly the MC, i really wanted them to feel like they were driving the story. the MC has the brilliant and terrible certainty that I know at least I had when I was a teenager. Theodoric is very similar to most characters you'd expect to see in a gothic setting: ominous, more than a bit sinister or mysterious, yet I wanted it to feel like he was always hiding a bleeding heart just under his coat. did i mean to make him autistic? no, but when I was proofreading i was like whoa yeah this man has the spicy brain. i'm a sucker for monstrous things that treat others with tenderness first, what can i say. i don't want to talk too much about any other characters just yet, I don't want to spoil anything :)

WIP-wise, I'm in the midst of getting the manuscript ready to submit to agencies and publishing houses. it's funny, as i'm doing the research to see what that entails, the other story seems to be way easier to market. who knows, maybe i'll self publish OB&WT the way I did Tales from Thicketdown Forest and then go the traditional route for the other one. we'll find out, i guess.

i did sort of know this was going to get long but jfc i went way harder with my prose here than i thought i was going to. uh, hope this answers your question????

Tl:dr; gothic found family h/c, heavy on the comfort, with tender monsters and monstrous girls :)

[house-of-laminations]

This is my first time doing an ask so sorry if I’m not going about this right.

Do you know what the uncanny valley is? If not, basically the uncanny valley is a hypothesized relation between an object's degree of resemblance to a human being and the emotional response to the object. The uncanny valley hypothesis predicts that an entity appearing almost human will risk eliciting cold, eerie feelings in viewers.

So what if the MC reacted to the demons (and maybe angels) in their human forms as if they were experiencing the uncanny valley. (Basically afraid for seemingly no reason, wary, unsettled) But they seem much calmer/ at ease with them in their demon forms because at least then their brain could confidently register them as not human.

YES I love the uncanny valley, anon 💛 I'm a sucker for eldritch mysteries and horror, but even more personally, I'm studying design and anthropology and this pops up more than you would expect. I already have a fic in my drafts that talks exactly about this (and it's hinted at in my latest fic) but I wanted to also give this ask the time of day bc you are precisely on my wavelength.

"Human" form has always been a term that I've found funny - sure they may have the basic shape of a human, but even then their strength, speed, and mannerisms are always too off (and tangentially this is a rant I have about superheroes/superhumans and the uncanny valley too but that's neither here nor there). MC knows basically from the first 30 seconds these guys are monsters, other, but they spend their time attempting to be human shaped and it's really hard to get over. It's comforting to know they don't have to look human though - there's definitely a semiotic element involved in how the brothers are perceived. As humans, we have distinct visual cues and expectations tied to those terms (tails, horns, fangs, claws, tentacles, etc...). It's actually more logical for them to appear in their 'demon forms' (again another term that i have a bone to pick with). It might not be the truth that monsters have these qualities, but centuries of old wives tales and modern pop culture can't be forgotten so easily.

I went back to those very first lessons for ideas about how MC initially perceives the brothers and oh boy. You start your stint in Devildom by waking up in a giant room that looks like a courtroom, while beings that are person-shaped but move too precisely stare down at you from a dais. They don't understand why you're scared or confused - it's simple to grasp, right? You've been signed up for an exchange program in hell that you didn't sign up for. Simple! One of them mentions that they might accidentally eat you. His teeth are sharp, but that could just be your imagination because it's not like they're fangs.

Paradoxically, I do think Asmo suffers from this effect the most. He's all about being desirable, the pinnacle of lust - but not everyone's desires are the same, right? I have a headcanon that his features are slightly more malleable to human perception, that no two people see him the same way. Trying to photograph him leads to more mindfuckery. MC is 'immune' to his charm though, and I can't even begin to describe how they first see him.

Anyway yesssss I am here for these types of prompts/thoughts/ideas!! I hope this is somewhat satisfying answer anon, at least until I can push that fic out x

[ravenadottir]

Happy New Year to my favorite blog in the whole fandom! I recently saw on tiktok, these Ence's sisters got a matching shirts for their husbands to wear at their Christmas party. I was wondering, which LI that would let MC to dress them up like that? And what do you think they reaction like (this bit is the funniest)? Bcs my MC has sister in my hc :)

happy new year darlin'! thank you so much for the love, sending it right back!

ooh, ok. matching shirts.

people who needs some convincing:

elisa. almost identical reaction to lottie's she would be making some cuts and adding some features. "t-shirts are so boring and plain, at least let me do some bedazzling!". but i think deep down she's also really glad to be part of something, especially because i headcanon her family being a little too serious about the holidays.

kassam. similar to lucas, he would not even be saying 'no', just shaking his head with a smirk because he knows mc knows he needs some convincing. the pairings i can see being easier to make this happen is if one of the girls is with henrik or lucas. henrik because he's so bright and shiny and positive, and his puppy eyes are hard to say no to. lucas because "i'm not gonna go through this alone so you better put the damn shirt on and let's get this over with." which would only happen after kassam's girlfriend said "if you wear this now i can wear that lace thing you love so much later." that's the really the only way he would do this.

lottie. she might say yes but only if she can style the t-shirt with her own accessories, like spikes, shoulder pads and black ruffles lol "i'll do it, under one condition... i'll make it look fabulous and you can't say anything about it.". i just love thinking deep down she's glad to be included in something so corny because it matters more to her that people want her to be part of something, no matter how tacky she thinks that thing is.

lucas. say your mc and her sister are with lucas and henrik, not necessarily respectively, i think three against one could convince lucas to do it. reluctantly posing for a video or picture, he would look like ryan reynolds, completely defeated, like this:

marisol. "fine. but only if i can do some alterations." cuts to later that day she comes out of the bedroom or her office with a glamorous pantsuit and the shirt has a different cut and slightly apparent shoulder pads. "take it or leave it." she would say with a smug smile.

people who don't need convincing:

bobby. he's down for whatever! the cutest or funniest, the better! he's always up for a good laugh and doesn't mind being the butt of the joke if that was the case. i would love to see bobby and henrik being paired up with your mc and her sister, the four of them would have lots of laughs.

carl. i know what you're thinking, but the more he gets to glimpse into traditions the better for him. he doesn't look like someone who has a background where the family was this warm so i think he's happy to be a part of something so silly then yet so joyful.

gary is also a sucker for a good joke, especially around festive dates. he likes being part of a schtick that involves laughter, no matter what he has to dress up as. i'll go even further and say he would come out of the bedroom, wearing the t-shirt, and saying "see, everything looks good on me, you can't do no wrong when you have this body." and flexing with a smirk. probably even saying to the other guy "some don't share this luck, but it's ok, you look good enough to stay in the back of the picture."

henrik. "yes!" i can't imagine anything else going on beside his puppy smile when he sees the shirt. it's about the gesture, and very much about this possibly becoming a tradition.

noah. all in good fun, and probably the one who has to convince the other guy to do it of the other guy is kassam or lucas. i headcanon noah has a tradition of wearing something terrible with his two siblings so that works for me perfectly!

priya. she's goofy and humorous so there's no need to try here, although i can see her glamouring the t-shirt up because "it's a t-shirt... it needs some... shaping." but she would be excited to do it.

tai. see "henrik" with a pinch of "this is gonna be so funny!" while he hugs his girl.

[beelzegrub]

can I request what would happen if we summon them while we're on human realm bc we missed them so much but lose so much blood in the process I don't really know I'm a sucker for these kind of things. thank youu!!

EDIT FROM FUTURE OP: This ask has been sitting in my drafts for months half finished and I finally found the motivation to finish. Anon, I’m so sorry for the wait. You’re a sweetheart ❤️ I was only able to do the three eldest though and I’m so sorry!!

Um hello??? I love this so much thank you!!! I thought it was kind of silly to go through all of that at the end of season 2 to just.... not use it so I’m excited about this!!!! (Sorry if this is too angsty my brain got super pumped about this and took off.

PS the request said “we” so I used a reader insert type of style. Hope that’s what you were looking for :)

MC Summons Their Demon, but at What cost?

Trigger warning!!!! Self harm/blood

How long had it been since you’d seen the him? Weeks? Months? Who knows. They all blended together after while. All you knew is that it had been too long. Why was this all so tedious? Solomon had promised to teach you the summoning ritual as soon as you could handle it. Why hadn’t he done so? Did he not trust you? Was he purposely keeping you away from the them? Surely you were strong enough at this point. Enough with the waiting. You wouldn’t sit around and any longer! You needed to see them. You needed to see him.

You flipped messily through book after book. Solomon had given you many to study for your apprenticeship. There had to be something about summoning in one of these!

“Hmm..”

You carefully read through the worn pages of one of the larger and dustier tomes. Something about this one called to you. You zoned out as you took in the information on the pages, following context clues until you found what you were looking for. The images drawn on the page seemed foreign and surprised you. A summoning circle? You had expected as much, but the repeated mentions of ‘sacrifice’ and ‘blood oath’ seemed ancient and outdated. You couldn’t help but notice there was no mention of sentimental possessions of the demon you were trying to summon as well. You were sure none of the brothers would suggest a summoning if it were dangerous though...

Out of options and out of patience, you gathered your courage and set up the ritual to the best of your ability. Things seemed to match the books instructions, at least. All that was left was the blood. You stepped into the middle of the circle and closed brought a sewing needle to the top of your finger. The book hadn’t specified the amount of blood needed, but it was better to start small, you reasoned. You closed your eyes and pricked it, quickly squeezing a single drop of blood into the center of the circle, and said the name of the person you had been desperate to see.

Lucifer

The day of the summoning, Lucifer had felt this nagging sense of danger from the moment he opened his eyes. He was so sure it was one of his brothers about to cause trouble for him once again.

Lucifer spent the day preparing for the worst. Had Mammon stolen something of vast importance? Did Levi buy another piece of cursed media? Surely Beel hadn’t eaten a poisonous dish??

That evening, tired from being on edge all day, he had retired to his study, hoping some music would help calm his nerves. He settled into his chair and closed his eyes.

Then came the pull.

It had been ages since he had felt a sensation like this. When was the last time someone had tried to summon him? Hundreds of years ago, it had to be. And it never felt as strong as this force pulling him now.

There had once been a cult of devil worshipers who sacrificed many of their members for a chance to pull him to the human world, quite surprised to find out their sacrifices had been in vain, considering Lucifer wasn’t interested in a bunch of worthless humans. But even then the tug hadn’t been this strong. Sure, he could still resist it, but the strength of it still left him awestruck. Who had the power to call to him like this?

“Lucifer!”

His blood ran cold. Immediately, he stopped resisting the call and gave in, allowing the summoning to take place.

You had done it. Lucifer was here! The strongest and most fearsome of the seven, and you had Summoned him to you. Your heart swelled when you though of how impressed he’d be when he found out you had done it all on your own. Would he praise you? Would he tease you? Would he tilt his head and smirk, then ask you if you had really missed him that much?

You smiled softly, looking up at him. The look on his face wasn’t one of pride. His eyebrows had furrowed and a frown creased deep into his face. Was he angry at you? No... you had seen his anger many times. This wasn’t it.

“MC....what have you done?”

He cradled you softly in his arms. Wait. When had he picked you up? You looked at your surroundings, the fear in the pit of your stomach ever growing. Where had all this blood come from? You had only pricked your finger! Lucifer’s hand touched your cheek, pulling your face back to him.

“Don’t look.”

You had no choice but to obey. You simply didn’t have the strength to move anymore.

“I’ve called for help, it’ll be just a moment, MC. Just keep your eyes on me.”

Lucifer’s voice was soft and soothing, and you felt your tired body relax into his hold.

“I did it... I brought you here... I did it...” you closed your eyes, a smile on your lips.

“MC, keep your eyes open. Look at me. MC! MC!”

Mammon

That day had started out much the same as always. Mammon, still sore from last nights punishment, groaned as he slumped into his desk at RAD. He rested his head in his arms against the desk, and glanced at the seat that used to belong to you. Obviously, you weren’t there, but it didn’t hurt to check....

“MC is still in the human world, Mammon.” 

Mammon jumped and sat up straight in his seat, his cheeks red from being caught.

“I know that Belphie! I was just-just uh zonin’ out! MC’s old seat just happened to be in the same direction!” He stuttered out an excuse. 

“Just call them, Mammon. I’m sure MC would be happy to hear your voice.”  Oh great, now Beel’s getting involved too. He knew his brothers meant no harm, but all this talk about MC was getting him riled up!

“Fine! I will! I’ll call MC tonight! and you two AREN’T invited!” Mammon laid his head down once again, this time hiding his face, not wanting his blush to show a second time. Tonight he’d finally hear MC’s voice again. And he could blame Beel and Belphie for the call!

 Come dinner time, Mammon had just about run out of patience. His head kept telling him to wait just a bit longer, but something in his heart was yelling for him to quit dragging his feet. 

“I’m going to my room and NOBODY better interrupt me, ya hear?!” Mammon stumbled to his feet and started marching to his room, six pairs of eyes staring at him questioningly. He only made it a few steps when he felt it. A tug. He closed his eyes and swayed on his feet, dizzy from the force of it. This was a summoning, wasn’t it? He had felt it plenty of times from those damn witches, but something about this was different. He turned around to look his brothers again, a look of confusion on his face.

“I...think I’m bein’ summoned.”

Levi snorted and crossed his arms. “I’m sure you’re guilty of something. Better just get it over with.”

The rest of the brothers mumbled in agreement.

Except Lucifer.

Lucifer quickly pushed out his chair and hurried to Mammon. Something was wrong. A simple summoning wouldn’t have this effect on a demon of Mammon’s stature. 

The pull came once again, stronger this time. Mammon winced and held his hand to his aching head. Lucifer’s hand came down to rest on his shoulder

 “I don’t know how long I can resist this. Somethin’ isn’t right. Lucifer, what’s happening to me?” He looked to his brother for help, and found the rest of them had gathered around as well, a look of concern on all of their faces. 

“Someone call for Diavolo and Barbatos. Mammon, hold on just a few more moments.” Lucifer commanded. 

Mammon would have agreed, if not for the voice that rang out clearly in his head, calling his name. 

“Mammon!”

Mammon’s eyes snapped open and stopped resisting the pull, hearing the shouts from his brothers disappear as he followed the call.

“Mammon! Mammon! Mammon Mammon Mammon! Please!” You couldn’t keep this up for much longer, you knew it. You had fallen to your knees moments after the initial call. You could feel every drop of blood flowing out of the pin prick on your finger, but you didn’t dare give up. You had come this far, and you wouldn’t give up now. Not until you had to.

But you didn’t have to. A flash of light blinded you momentarily, and when you could see again, there he was. Standing there was the Mammon. Relief flushed through your entire body, and you stopped pouring your magic into the spell. Utterly exhausted, your body came crashing forward, landing in front of his feet.

Mammon quickly slid to his knees on the ground, picking you up off the floor and resting your head in his lap.

“You....Are you okay, MC?” Mammon tried to keep his voice even and steady, not wanting to scare you, but his hands that held too tightly and his body that quivered gave him away. 

“I am now.” You answered quietly, unsure if it was true. At least Mammon was here and holding you in his arms. Things would be okay as long as he was with you. 

“You...You idiot! Stupid! What the heck were ya thinkin’!? Can’t you see how much blood you’ve lost? This isn’t how you’re supposed to be summoning us! I’m gonna kill that damn sorcerer!” Mammon felt his blood boil with each second that passed. How Could Solomon have allowed this?

You softly squeezed his hand, not having the energy to yell for his attention. Immediately, he stopped, looking at you questioningly. 

“Solomon didn’t teach me this. He wouldn’t. But.... I just couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to see you.” You answered.

He frowned deeply, more troubled with this answer. You had done all this just to see him? He felt a lump in his throat form. “I would have come to you. You didn’t have to do this.” He pressed his forehead to yours, closing his eyes to stop any tears from escaping. 

You cupped his cheek, returning the affection he so rarely showed. “S’okay. All that matters is you’re here now. I just...need....to rest....a little...” Your eyes fluttered closed, feeling at peace and calm in your love’s arms. 

Panic. Once again, Mammon’s eyes snapped open. He placed his hand over yours, trying to gently coax you into opening your eyes once more. 

“Not yet, you can’t yet, MC. We have to wait for help to come. Come on, wake up.” He knew his brothers would come. Someone would come. They wouldn’t let this happen to you. He wouldn’t let this happen to you. “MC!” When gentle touches didn’t work, he got rougher, shaking you and yelling, desperate to see your eyes open.

“Enough playin’ around MC! Wake up! WAKE UP, DAMMIT! Wake... Wake up...You have to..... Wake up....”

Leviathan

To say that Levi was missing his MC was like saying humans like air. Is it true? Yeah, but kind of an understatement. Humans needed air to live and breathe, and in his eyes, you were air. It’s no secret that Levi wasn’t exactly popular. One might even say it was well known that he was a dorky loner demon, if they were feeling particularly sassy. Being a loner has it’s advantages, like having more time for gaming and anime binging, but it sure is, well, a lonely once you’ve had someone to share your passions with. And once that someone is gone, their absence weighs heavy.

So yes, Levi was missing MC. So what? Everyone was missing MC. Why wouldn’t they? His MC was a ray of sunshine in a world of darkness. Ugh. That line sounder way cooler when the hero in his latest otome had said it. Of course his thoughts couldn’t sound that cool. But that’s not the point! Levi figured he had no right to complain about MC being gone, because he was just a gross, annoying, worthless otaku. He didn’t deserve to miss them. He was lucky he got to spend as much time with them as he did, really. 

But nobody could blame him for thinking these thoughts, right? Thinking about how much he missed the way MC would cram themselves as close to him as possible to get a look at whatever mobile game he was playing was harmless. So was remembering all the nights they’d spent binging anime and then realizing the sun was up, smiling sheepishly at each other and promising not to stay up so late next time, even though they always did. Okay, so maybe  thinking about the way they looked when they were fresh out of his shower, smelling of his soap and shampoo was less than innocent, but what was he supposed to do!? Leaning your damp head on his shoulder and curling up close to him like that! Doing things like that is bad for an otaku’s heart! You might give them hope or something...

Enough was enough! He didn’t have time to be obsessing over how much he missed MC. It was taking time away from his one and only true love. “Ruri-Chan, you’d never abandon me right? No, I know you wouldn’t. You’re not like that.” Levi began speaking to his latest figure. “Not to say MC IS like that! No, of course their not! They didn’t have a choice!” He stuttered out a quick fix to his hurtful words. He was glad they weren’t around to hear, but it still felt wrong to say. He was quiet for a minute, staring at his floor in shame. Slowly, he lifted his eyes back to the figure. “Do you think they miss me like I miss them?”

And then he felt it. It had been so long, but he knew this feeling.This was a summoning, wasn’t it?! Based on the intense tug he felt, it had to be a super powerful sorcerer or maybe a group of basic magic users? Honestly, he was flattered. Someone wanted to summon HIM? No, They must have made a mistake. Surely this summon was meant for one of his brothers.

Leviathan was so lost in his own self pity he missed the first two calls of his name. The third one, sounding so desperate and pleading, snapped him out of his funk in an instant. He knew that voice. Without hesitation he let the summon take him, and there he was. He was finally reunited with MC.

But it wasn’t supposed to be like this. When he finally saw them again, he was supposed to feel elated and whole again, not like a piece of his heart was ripped right out of his chest. But when he locked eyes with them, surrounded by blood and their eyes looking glassy, that’s exactly what he felt.

“MC! Oh no. Oh no.”

Levi. He was here. He had to be. You heard his voice and felt his presence, felt his arms circle around you and cradle you tightly against his chest. But why couldn’t you see him? And why did you feel so… empty?

“Levi? That’s you isn’t it? Why is it so dark?” Had the candles all gone out? No, even before you lit them, you remember it hadn’t been this dark. Something was wrong.

Levi inhaled shakily, holding back the sobs he desperately wanted to release. “MC, what are you talking about? I’m right here! Can’t you see me?”

Like a bolt of lighting, the realization hit you. It wasn’t dark. The candles hadn’t gone out. It was your eyes.

“No, Levi. I can’t. I can’t see you. I can’t see anything.” You shakily reach your hand up, frantically feeling around for your love’s face. Leviathan’s usual timid nature word have normally had him reeling away, but in this moment, he had no reservations as he helped guide your hand to his cheek. His lips trembled as he fought the urge to scream.

“MC…. Why would you do this? You’ve lost so much blood… and.. and your sight? I’m not worth this. I’m just a useless otaku! It isn’t fair!” His tears began to flow, the guilt of it all was ripping him apart.

You closed your eyes and smiled as you remembered the many faces of this man you had called to you. “It was worth it. I did it because I love you, Levi. I need you. After all, what good is a Henry without his lord?”

[iamfitzwilliamdarcy]

Behated: 3 the last jedi?

yessss, i never forgave and i never forgot (at this point i'm way more zen and amused about how bad it was but wow that sucked for a while)

Beloved:

Batman v Superman (My obvious favorite movie)

ZSJL (Sequel to my obvious favorite movie)

Sucker Punch (Only girl power movie on the list)

Cinderella 2015 (This movie was made at just the right time and i still can’t believe how it’s about forgiveness and fatherhood and LOVE)

The Outsiders (7th grade me never got over it)

Revenge of the Sith (Everything happens so much (rolling in the deep also plays quietly in the background as i weep) (franchise movie))

Dunkirk (Made me like Chris Nolan again)

My Big Fat Greek Wedding (Family romcom)

Bridesmaids (I’m a little embarrassed of how much i like this one (esp bc of the opening scene I always skip) but also? It’s funny and very good reflection on female relationships)

I didn’t see the original

How to Train Your Dragon (Father accepts son, son accepts responsibility what can be better)

You cry because it doesn’t actually end happy

Classic american

Richard II (Hollow Crown version) (Shakespeare royal)

Bend it like Beckham (Another mid 2000s romcom but this features Sports)

I’m very serious about this one but also it’s ridiculous

Clue (How did a game make such a quality movie?)

Excalibur (I use one quote from this movie like all the time)

This shouldn’t be that intense but it is is and it gave me anxiety

Father reconnecting with his children in Extremely Unlikely Way

Behated:

Watched this one time in undergrad trying to make friends and was terrified forever

Stuart Little (Childhood classic that i can’t remember beyond hating it)

The Last Jedi (Worse sequel than cursed child)

The power went out immediately after i saw this movie for my 16th birthday and again I have never known peace

Ratatouille (Everyone loves this movie and I just do not (animated))

I spent a long time Thinking about this movie before deciding the Vibes were off

Beauty and the Beast 2017 (The vibes were off from the start and also that dress?)

Captain America: Civil War (Didn’t do it like Beloved #1)

We are the Millers Too Found Family, Too Vulgar

2001: Space Odyssey I watched this in community college astronomy class, idk now if i hated it because i didn’t want to be there or bc it was weird af

Extra Hints: There’s another Zack Snyder movie on here, there’s another Batman movie, the MC in Behated #1 has my name also, two movies on the behated list have a rodent in them, one movie is also about weed

[marshmallowprotection]

Seven, Saeran and Jumin reacting to MC calling their cats their kids, and thinking that they just have children they never mentioned? Like, hearing MC ask their roommate "how are the kids"?" on the phone and then talking to one of the cats in baby talk (bc I do that and I've had several people assume I'm a parent when I'm just a clingy cat mom ;-;)

Seven

Seven knew that right off of the bat that you had cat(s). 

He came across it in his research during the background check. He also noted that you often called them your son/daughter/baby/etc when you posted photos of them online. He thought that was really cute but he didn’t bring that up. He did bring up that he thought your cat was so darn cute. He’s always been a sucker for felines and yours is no different than Elizabeth, his heart is stolen. He will love it when you post photos of them in the chatroom. 

What he didn’t know is that you were so affectionate and chatty on the phone with them when you’re on a video call. He catches you doing that and oh my God, he has to crawl next to you and get a look at those cats. He’ll coo at them and if they meow at him, his heart melts. What he really loves is the fact that when you use that voice, the cats only respond to you if you’re using that voice to speak to them. 

He’ll hear you from across the bunker, cooing and babbling, “Oh, whose my handsome boy?”

“IT’S ME!” shouts Seven from the other side of the place. 

“NO, IT’S MY SON!” you yell back at him as you pet the top of your cat’s head and it purrs. 

Saeran 

Saeran has never really been around animals in his life and he isn’t sure that he entirely understands the sentiment. He gets the notion but he doesn’t think that animals are for him. He knows that you have cat(s) with you and that they’re really important to you in the sense that they are the best company that you’ve ever had. You’ve mentioned that your pets are really important. So, he wants to like them too.

So, when the two of you are finally back together and living in peace from all of the chaos, he learns something very interesting about you and that’s that you are prone to pick up your cat, smooch the top of their head and coo, “Oh, my baby is sooooo cute! Who’s the cutest little baby in this house? It’s you! Yes, it’s you!” 

Then it really isn’t all that weird for you to mention how your “daughter” is doing well, or that she’s acting up. He didn’t know that people could think of their pets in that sense, but he supposes that they’re just like a child. They need to be taken care of and watched out for, so it seems fitting to use that. He does get a feeling in his stomach when you mention that your family is doing well because you’ve got nobody around but him and your cat right now.

Your cat is pretty fond of him too because he’s just very relaxed and chill. You often gush in the chatroom and share that Saeran and your daughter are doing well! 

Jumin

He’s never considered that before. Jumin has always thought well of Elizabeth but he’s never gone as far to call her his child. He does love her and care about her but he’s never fallen into that phrase that a lot of pet owners use. He does, however, think that it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen when he takes notice of you using it. It takes him off-guard when he hears the MC talking about children on the phone when they’re in the penthouse. The kissing noises and the little baby voice is adorable. 

It’s so cute! 

Jumin is like: If you had a kid, you would say so. So, he’ll be likely to ask you afterward what that was about and you respond back to him by holding up your phone and a clear photo of your cat(s). You really love your cat(s) and you share that love with them so openly. He actually winds up doing that a lot when you move in with him, he’ll refer to the cat as OUR children. 

“So, how are our children?” Jumin inquires as he removes his coat the door and glances over at you. 

“Oh, Elizabeth has been rather quiet today but I can’t say the same for my baby who has been... wait,” you glance over at him, a bit stunned and red-faced, “Our kids...?” 

You’ll take notice of that and look a bit flustered, won’t you? 

[otome--gokoro]

Yaaassss! NSFW request

@han-pan THANK YOU FOR MAKING THE ONLY NON-SLBP REQUEST I GOT. Kenichiro is my Okko bias please send them my way!! Btw I’m reading Kakeru’s route right now and I want to slap him lmao

skin to skin

Summary: Separation leads to desperation. [Kenichiro/MC, NSFW, 1662 words, title from Ariana Grande’s Dangerous Woman]

He slowed down his thrusts, making her whimper and rake her nails down his back in frustration.

He had been away on a business trip for nearly three weeks, and the timezone difference had prevented them from speaking much. His plane had landed in the afternoon, and after dropping his luggage off and taking a shower, he had headed straight to office. The sexual tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife the moment their eyes met, only to dissipate in an instant at the sound of Natsume clearing his throat pointedly.

She had come up to him, smiling shyly, cheeks pink from Natsume’s teasing amusement. He brushed his fingers against her wrist lightly in return. He wished he could do more, but the other employees were coming over to welcome him back, chattering away cheerfully.

Later in the evening, he had spotted her on the way back from the storage room, arms full of files. He couldn’t resist. Pulling her into a nearby deserted meeting room, he grabbed the files from her and dumped them in a haphazard pile on the table. Before he could step closer to her, she was already pressing against him of her own volition, her arms winding around his neck. She kissed him fervently. He put one arm around her waist and placed his other hand on the back of her head, refusing to let her back away.

“Mm- Kenichiro, we’re still at work!” She murmured reproachfully. He loosened his grip and smirked down at her.

“Fine words from someone who attacked me.” He raised an eyebrow suggestively. She swatted at his shoulder, shaking her head vigorously in protest.

“You pulled me in here!”

“Well, I wasn’t the one who started the kissing,” he chuckled, burying his face in her hair. He breathed in the familiar smell of her floral shampoo, savouring it.

“Uh, still, what if someone sees? We can’t go any further, this is the office!” She avoided meeting his eyes.

“…then let’s just go home,” he breathed into her ear, making her squirm. It wasn’t that late yet, but it was certainly past official work hours. She didn’t reply verbally, but he felt her nod.

They started making out the moment Kenichiro’s apartment door closed behind them, clumsily kicking off their shoes and dropping their bags on the floor. They stumbled over to the couch together, her hands tugging at his tie while he pulled her hair tie off, fluffing her hair out. He loved making her disheveled. His girl always looked so trim and calm and perfectly put-together, and he liked ruining it. Her messy hair, smudged lipstick, crumpled clothes - it was all because of him, and him alone.

They stripped each other impatiently, craving the sensation of bare skin on skin. There was a time for taking things slow and savouring the experience, but this wasn’t it. He teased at her breasts while she ran her hands all over him, making her way down his body. Her fingers closed around his cock and he sucked in a deep breath, shuddering as she began to pump.

“Kenichiro…” she looked up at him flirtatiously, fluttering her eyelashes. He groaned. He was a complete sucker for that look, and she knew it.

“Mmm… Someone’s eager today.” He slipped a hand in between her legs. She was already slick, and probably had been since their kiss at the office. He rubbed around her entrance teasingly. She squirmed in protest and retaliated by letting go of him.

“Well, if you don’t want to-” He interrupted her with a passionate kiss, thrusting his tongue into her coy, sulky mouth and pushing two fingers into her simultaneously. She whimpered, wrapping her legs loosely around his waist as he pushed her down onto the couch.

“I do, you know I do, of course,” he released her with one last nip at her lower lip, admiring her kiss-swollen mouth. He left a trail of kisses from her ear down to her jaw and neck. Red marks bloomed at this places he sucked and worried at with his teeth, and he eyed them appreciatively. Nothing that wouldn’t fade by morning, but still intensely satisfying.

She spat into her hand and gripped his cock again, jerking him faster this time. He couldn’t resist thrusting into her hand, but tried to concentrate on stretching her around his fingers.

“This is going to be over really soon if you keep doing that,” he groaned, nuzzling his face into the valley between her breasts and inhaling. He could smell a slight hint of her body soap, her perfume, and sweat- sweat that she was working up because of him. A sense of primal satisfaction surged through him.

“Then come on, let’s do it already, I’m ready,” she gritted her teeth, holding back her moans as he withdrew his fingers and began toying with her clit. She tried to twitch away from him, but he had her pinned firmly. He looked down at her, admiring the flushed smoothness of her skin and the defenceless way she sprawled beneath him.

“So that’s how you want it today, huh?” He certainly wasn’t going to protest. He pushed her legs wider, pinning her hands above her head with his other hand. He thrust into her in one quick movement, and she squealed.

He fucked her, hips pumping rapidly. She felt so good around him, clenching tight around him reflexively. The dry spell of the past three weeks had him on the edge already, primed and raring to go. But he didn’t want to come so quickly, not when he hadn’t satisfied her yet. He slowed down his thrusts, making them long and deep.

She cried out in protest, scratching hard at his back. Caught up in the moment, he barely felt any pain, but there would probably be some nice nail marks to admire the next morning.

“Don’t tease me, Kenichiro, please!” She cupped his face in her hands and pulled him towards her, kissing him desperately. Her tongue flickered out and toyed with his. She wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him down towards her, arching up to press her breasts against his chest. She whined and rubbed against him, needy.

“You know I can’t deny you when you’re acting like that.” Raising his body, he pulled out and flipped her over quickly, enjoying her anxious cry of protest. He settled her on her hands and knees as she panted for air. “Let me take care of you.”

He draped himself flush over her back, maximising skin contact. He fucked her just the way she liked, steady and strong and deep. Her cries of encouragement only fuelled his desire further. When she was teetering on the edge, he rubbed her clit, whispering for her to come on his cock, to come for him, and she did, screaming. He groaned as she tightened around him, and before she had even finished coming, she was on her back again.

She shuddered in overstimulation, sensitive as he thrust into her hard and fast, intent on chasing his own orgasm. She didn’t mind.

“You always feel so good, Kenichiro,” she sighed sweetly into his ear. He groaned at her praise, biting down on her shoulder as he spilled into her. He lay on top of her, limp and content as she kissed his forehead, his eyes, his nose, his cheeks, then finally his lips.

“I missed you so much. I love you,” she whispered, resting her chin on his shoulder. It was hardly the first time she had said it, but he always felt an answering rush of love well up in him when she did.

“I love you, too,” he replied. He rubbed his cheek against hers affectionately.

“Now, carry me to bed.” She laughed, and he smiled.

—

He was rudely awoken by her shaking his shoulder and patting at his cheeks urgently.

“Oh my God, we’re late, we’re late, wake up!” She barely paused to make sure that his eyes were open before she was off the bed, making a beeline for the bathroom. He rubbed his eyes, yawning, before the weight of her exclamation sank in. Glancing at the clock on his bedside table, he winced. They were definitely already late.

He raced through his morning routine, using the bathroom and brushing his teeth, until he was interrupted by a shriek. She was rummaging through the drawers desperately.

“Where’s my underwear?! I changed clothes here the last time I came, there should be at least one pair!” She looked horrified, searching the drawer designated for her use again and again, as though it would magically turn up. He frowned. She straightened up and turned towards him, an identical frown furrowing her brow.

“Did you… not do the laundry before you went off?”

He winced. It was possible that he hadn’t. Actually, he definitely hadn’t. Seeing the guilt on his face, she flew at him, pounding his shoulder.

“I don’t have any underwear! What am I going to do!?”

“Um… Buy some?” He lowered his eyebrows apologetically, catching her fists in his palms. She glowered at him.

“We’re already late, we don’t have time to stop and buy them!”

“Then… Go without?” He suggested brightly. Her jaw dropped.

“That- I can’t possibly do that! Plus I’m wearing a dress today!” She flushed, but he couldn’t tell if it was out of outrage or embarrassment.

“You could think of it as punishment for me? You can walk around all day without your panties, and I’ll have to watch you and know exactly what’s going on, but I won’t be able to touch you…” His lips curled in a mischievous smirk. He was much older than her, but he couldn’t control himself around her, and honestly, he didn’t really want to. She brought out aspects of him that he never wanted to show to anyone else.

She swatted at him again, huffing in protest.

[iamfitzwilliamdarcy]

Is Legend of the Guardians on the list ? Also, I'm thinking Ratatouille for behated 5

No Legend of the Guardians, though it is very good and I wish he would do some more animated stuff (my other Zack movie was Sucker Punch)

but yes Ratatouille! I saw it one time as a kid in theaters when it was released and just did not like it but idk why, I remember so little about it now lol (i actually think i have conflated some of flushed away with it which i have memory holed until now but also hated) (#2 has essentially the same rodent but technically it's different)

Beloved:

Batman v Superman (My obvious favorite movie)

ZSJL (Sequel to my obvious favorite movie)

Sucker Punch (Only girl power movie on the list)

Cinderella 2015 (This movie was made at just the right time and i still can’t believe how it’s about forgiveness and fatherhood and LOVE)

The Outsiders (7th grade me never got over it)

Revenge of the Sith (Everything happens so much (rolling in the deep also plays quietly in the background as i weep) (franchise movie))

Dunkirk (Made me like Chris Nolan again)

My Big Fat Greek Wedding (Family romcom)

Bridesmaids (I’m a little embarrassed of how much i like this one (esp bc of the opening scene I always skip) but also? It’s funny and very good reflection on female relationships)

I didn’t see the original

How to Train Your Dragon (Father accepts son, son accepts responsibility what can be better)

You cry because it doesn’t actually end happy

Classic american

Richard II (Hollow Crown version) (Shakespeare royal)

Bend it like Beckham (Another mid 2000s romcom but this features Sports)

I’m very serious about this one but also it’s ridiculous

Clue (How did a game make such a quality movie?)

Excalibur (I use one quote from this movie like all the time)

This shouldn’t be that intense but it is is and it gave me anxiety

Father reconnecting with his children in Extremely Unlikely Way

Behated:

Watched this one time in undergrad trying to make friends and was terrified forever

Childhood classic that i can’t remember beyond hating it

Worse sequel than cursed child

The power went out immediately after i saw this movie for my 16th birthday and again I have never known peace

Ratatouille (Everyone loves this movie and I just do not (animated))

I spent a long time Thinking about this movie before deciding the Vibes were off

Beauty and the Beast 2017 (The vibes were off from the start and also that dress?)

Captain America: Civil War (Didn’t do it like Beloved #1)

Too Found Family, Too Vulgar

2001: Space Odyssey I watched this in community college astronomy class, idk now if i hated it because i didn’t want to be there or bc it was weird af

Extra Hints: There’s another Zack Snyder movie on here, there’s another Batman movie, the MC in Behated #1 has my name also, two movies on the behated list have a rodent in them, one movie is also about weed