#Including a couple that definitely made it sound like I was flirting

[lawbreaker13]

You ever reach the end of a day and realize you had your foot in your mouth from the moment you woke up?

[aemondvelaryon]

love grows (where the mustache goes) — jake seresin x reader

summary: as the squad is giving jake as much shit as possible for the new offensive hair growing on his lip, you are frozen like a deer caught in headlights.

pairing: jake seresin x fem!reader

warnings: explicit language, realization of feelings, alcohol consumption to combat dirty thoughts.

word count: 2.2k

a/n: based on this lovely gifset by unicornships

If you were being completely honest with yourself, you always kind of had a thing about Hangman.

Look, you didn't hate him, per se, but he definitely stirred some feelings in you that were less than normal. He made you feel totally feral, if you will, unrestrained and vicious. The sort of anger that made you want to scratch your skin off, vibrating and seething, screaming at the top of your lungs.

It took barely a look, less than a glance, not even a word before you were fuming just by being in his presence. He had some sort of grip on you.

So, you tended to stay as far away from him as possible. Leaving when he arrived, staying home when his attendance was announced, and sticking close to people that either didn't like him or didn't know him. It was easier that way.

Easier than thinking about why he really made you so angry.

But the worst part was, the cherry on top, was that he just loved being around you. Loved seeing how worked up he could get you, making you squirm under his gaze, and making you turn bright red from his flirting.

He had to know. There was no way he didn't. The squad must have told him how much you didn't want to be near him which is why he made it his mission always to find you in every room.

He had to know how much he rattled you.

On this particular night, he had yet to make an appearance. But wherever Rooster was Hangman usually followed, and the tall, mustached, Hawaiian-shirted pilot had already made his way over to the piano tonight and the rest of Dagger had slowly trickled in.

You didn't know why you came out tonight especially since their shore leave had just ended and all of the pilots had started making their way back to base and the surrounding area which always included the Hard Deck.

But it was the only fun place around and Penny was so nice to you and going out in a dress on a Friday night and nursing a drink for a couple of hours just to be seen and known instead of rotting in your little apartment after work was worth the possibility you might see him.

Your eyes lock on the little crowd surrounding Rooster, as charismatic as ever, singing another 80s hit. You smile despite yourself.

God, how you wished Bradshaw was the one that made your brain go fuzzy. He was sure of himself, not arrogant, teasing, not antagonistic, handsome, not drop-dead gorgeous.

Sometimes you looked at Hangman and wondered why God would make him so fucking hot and then let him open his mouth.

It honestly wasn't fair.

Eventually, you hear his voice, and your back goes ramrod straight, awareness prickling at the back of your neck, and your hands instantly sweaty.

"Bradshaw, you started without me? I'm heartbroken. After I went through all this trouble to do this just for you? Absolutely devasted."

You don't look. Because if you look it will just cement how much you want to look, and don't want to stop looking.

A choked laugh sputters, as if they're surprised and then Phoenix's voice pierces through the crowd. "You didn't. Please tell me that's not real."

"No way! Someone go pull on it! Probably glued on." Fanboy shouts and you hear the sound of someone falling out of their chair.

"You got to be kidding me. What the fuck is that! Did something die on your face?" Javy yells in disbelief and disgust.

You want to look so bad. Just their reactions almost make you turn. Did he get a bad haircut or something? You're just close enough that you can hear every word but not enough that anyone's noticed you.

"Pay up, now, I called it! I can't believe you guys doubted me. I said he would do something like this." Reuben sounds like he's smiling triumphantly.

Bob's voice is quietly astounded, "He looks like 70s Porn Star Ken."

You sit up even straighter. Oh god.

He grew a mustache.

Rooster finally acknowledges him. "Man, Hangman, I knew you were obsessed with me, but this is another level."

You can't ever look over there now. Just the visual has your skin feeling too tight.

"You like it? Took me a whole month to grow this bad boy just 'cause I wanted to see the looks on all your faces, but I gotta say, now that I'm here, totally worth it." He's grinning, he has to be, shit-eating and ear-to-ear, you can feel it, can practically see his smile in your head. You've stared at it long enough.

"That's great. When are you shaving it?" Natasha sounds disgusted and it almost makes you laugh if you weren't so fucking frozen like a deer in headlights.

"I can't believe none of you are appreciating the effort I went through to do this. Unbelievable."

"You look like someone from the cast of Boogie Nights."

"Well that's a great movie, so thank you." He sounds closer now and the hand around your glass threatens to break it. "Y'know if I can't get you guys to recognize my dedication, I know someone who will."

Oh god, oh no.

"Hangman, don't--" But before another voice can dissuade him, he's already sidling up to you at the bar. You feel the heat of him before you hear his voice.

"Hi, sweetheart, did you miss me? I know I missed you." You grab your drink and finish it off quickly, eyes not looking over at him.

"What do you want, Hangman?" You hope to come off as annoyed, not rattled to the fucking core.

"Well, I know you love Rooster so much so I thought I'd do something to make me look a little bit more like him. Maybe get you to not run out of the room every time you see me, yeah?"

Goddammit, he can't know that you do that. Unless he pays attention to you as much as you do him.

"I don't love Rooster, okay, I just don't like you." You grit your teeth and call the other bartender on duty for another drink.

"Will you at least look at it, before making your judgment, babe? You're hurting my feelings." The faux hurt in his voice almost makes you turn.

"Don't call me that."

"What should I call you then, huh?"

Your drink gets refilled and emptied just as quickly. "Woah, slow down there. Don't need you passing out on me." You have to get the hell out of here, quickly.

Your name, for starters, maybe. "Nothing. I don't even want you to talk to me."

You turn and make your way off the bar stool and it rushes over you all too fast. An empty stomach and tequila do not a wise girl make.

You nearly fall off the seat and onto your ass but a warm hand finds its way around your waist and catches you just as quick. "Easy there." You shiver and turn in his grasp trying to get away but it just makes you meet his eyes.

Shit, shit, shit.

"You good?"

No, you are very much not good. He looks--fuck.

You don't see Hangman out of uniform often. You weren't a pilot or even in the military. Just a casual acquaintance that sometimes had a few chats with his squadron. So, you'd seen him in what he usually hangs out in, his tan jumpsuit, his swimsuit, you've even seen him in his dress whites before. But this Hangman just got back and hasn't even been to the base yet so this is Jake Seresin, Texas born and bred, raised on a farm, rides horses in his spare time, mama sweeter than apple pie, probably owns a fucking cowboy hat.

So, of course, he's got a plaid shirt on. Over that is a bomber jacket, like one you've seen Mav sporting before, only it looks like something you'd wear to go ranching in the winter not fly a plane. He's got jeans on, they’re all beaten up and used, and a leather belt, and he looks like he stepped out of some country romance Hallmark movie.

The mustache is the icing on the cake.

It's not that you had a thing for mustaches. You didn't because you had no feelings for Rooster whatsoever, but you didn't think they were unattractive or creepy like most of the population seemed to.

Did you have a big crush on Tom Selleck in Magnum P.I. when you were younger? Yes. But who didn't? And liking Bella's dad in Twilight didn't make it a pattern, okay! Everyone liked him.

"Uh." You finally gracefully spit out.

He smiles teasingly. "Didn't hit your head, did you?" He knows you didn't. He's playing with you. Riling you up as he always does. Because it's funny to him. Not because he likes you--wants you.

You sober up slightly and push at him. "No, get off."

Jake--God, no, when did he become Jake in your head--just smiles more but it seems softer. "I knew you'd fallen for me, but I didn't think you'd also do it literally."

You turn even redder if possible. "Shut up."

Christ, how was it you had reverted to playground comebacks at just the sight of him? Were you really so weak?

"You didn't answer my question." Was he still talking? You felt fuzzy.

"I need another drink." You can still feel his hand on your waist because despite pushing him away he hadn't let you go.

"Did I finally break you?" He laughs and shit, he knows.

"Why are you still talking to me?" You finally snap at him and his face falls a little, just slightly, that if you didn't have every inch of his face memorized you wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"Because I care what you think." It's a confession. It has to be. You don't know what else it could be.

"Why?" You squint at him. Dumbfounded is the only word that comes to mind.

"Why? What--you don't, you seriously don't know?" He still holding onto you, and his hand flexes, fingers slightly digging into your hip and you feel yourself inch towards him, always stuck in his orbit, gravity pulling you closer.

"Don't know what?" You lick your lips in anticipation and he glances, once, up, twice, down, and then looks away and swallows.

"Why the hell do you think I talk to you all the time? Come find you in a room? Grew this fucking thing on my face?" He laughs, bewildered, and shakes his head.

"Why?" You ask again, if he doesn't say it, you won't. Too goddamn scared that you're making it all up, reading too much into it. "I thought you just liked to tease me. Get a rise out of me. I thought you were making fun of me."

"C'mon, you know me, I do the same shit I do to you that I do to Rooster. That's just what I do when I like someone."

You punch him in the arm.

"Ow! What the hell was that for!" He whines and grabs his arm, taken aback and pretending as if it actually hurt him.

"Why didn't you just tell me that, you ass!" You screech a little, desperately, feeling way too many emotions at once. He tends to do that to you.

He scoffs. "Have you met me? Do you really think I'm emotionally mature enough to do that?"

"That whole time you were just, what, flirting with me?" You question incredulously.

He laughs, a little bashfully. "I mean, come on, I thought it was obvious. I mean it was to everyone else."

You pale a little. "The others know?"

"Yeah, 'course they do. They're the ones that pointed it out in the first place. I didn't even realize I was doing it at first either." He scratches his neck, almost nervously.

"So why the mustache?"

"I don't know. I was just trying to get you to pay attention to me. Thought this might help." And god help you, Jake blushes, actually reddens a bit.

"How'd you know?"

"Hm, know what?" He smirks at you.

You cough. "You know, that I'd--that I'd like it."

Jake grins. "I didn't but you just told me you did."

You hit him again, a slap on the shoulder, almost playful, and you can't believe it, you're flirting with him, you're really this close to him, doing this. "Fuck off."

He smiles again but this one is different. His eyes are incredibly soft and he's looking at you and--did he always look at you like this? Were you really this blind?

"I need you to answer another question for me." His hand on your hips snakes around you and you stumble into him, putting your hands on his chest to brace yourself, and, Christ, he smells good. “Do you think I could take you out sometime?”

"Um." You're throat suddenly feels incredibly dry and you're heart feels like it about to beat right out of your chest. "I mean, if you want to."

"Yeah, baby. I want to."

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Fic Updates!!

(Yes, I'm back with these 😂)

Update notes for:

It's Visceral And It's Cruel

Burnt Over And Over Again

He Saw Her At Daybreak

Struck By Fire Drowned By The Sea

*Burnt Over And Over Again* (Modern Au)

So I am currently working on this MAJOR sex scene for the upcoming chapter (chapter 5). BUT I'm actually in the process of reworking it. The initial draft was like 80% finished 🤣💀

I'M SORRY, I was actually so close to being ready to edit and then post. But the further I went with that version, it just wasn't giving what it was meant to give. And to share my thoughts/struggles with this plot point/scene without spoiling the entire scene. If y'all remember, chapter 4 has Rhaena and Aemond bickering like an old married couple in a nightclub in Prague. And as their drama progresses, Aemond finds a way to get Rhaena alone so they can have a private tense conversation. Their sexual tension builds up to a point where they HAVE to do something about it.

Semantics I guess, but there's a ✨mood✨ I'm trying to convey and it's SOO hard to convey it genuinely, idk why 🤣 Like Rhaena is in denial, but she's CLEARLY still very attracted to him. And he's down so BADDD for her, but he's also really frustrated and annoyed with the current state of their relationship. Like the sex isn't going to be all that frantic, because of the way I've slowly built the tension. But at the same time, Aemond's frustration still needs to be present? At least I want it to be? Like I want him to coax her into this, because deep down she definitely wants it, she's just in denial.

Am I making any sense? I don't really know 🤣 I just don't want it to sound like coercion, and that feels like such a fine line with this scene for some reason 😩 like he's definitely not forcing her to do anything, but he is leading this whole thing. The key for me, is making it really feel like she's down for this and welcoming it all physically even if she's still trying to keep him at arm's length emotionally... UGHH it's a fine line fr.

My goal is to update this fic before I move onto any others. So fingers crossed for meeee 😭

(I'm also working out some more background lore for this modern au universe, like what everyone in the family does career wise, I'm working out who has pets and whatnot, expanding the lore of Rhaena's former relationship with Dalton since I initially made it rather vague...SOOOO get ready for this whole story to expand as it goes. Because I kinda want this story to be a bit more than short fic now 😂)

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*It's Visceral And It's Cruel* (reg medieval time period)

Nowww this is my bread and butterrrr 🤣 I have about 13k of next chapter (chapter 9) written and ready for editing. BUT I still have about 5 scenes to go, or at least those were scenes I originally planned to include in this chapter.

I'm starting to think adding in all of those scenes will make this chapter TOO long if I include them all here 💀 like I added in two extra scenes to make the narrative flow in a more interconnected manner. But in doing that, it's definitely going to make this chapter too long. And the final scene I initially had for this chapter was going to be the Royal Hunt shenanigans. And THAT is a scene/plot point that needs a lot of time/words dedicated to it. Especially since it's going to be written from Aemond's POV, and that boy is going to be going THROUGH it watching Rhaena purposely flirt with literally every other man there EXCEPT for him 🤣🤣

So I think I'm going to move the hunt over to chapter 10 (even though I promised it would be here 😭😭). Because logically...like I must 😂 I can't let this chapter be 40k in length, I'd take DAYSSS to edit it if I did🤣💀

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*He Saw Her At Daybreak* (horny married Rhaemond Fic)

UMMMM I actually have no clue when I plan to work on the next chapter LMAO 😂 There are a few things I need to map out plot wise. Like slight spoilers:

But here are the scenes I'm planning on including in chapter 10:

• Actually showing Aemond flying over to Driftmark and interacting with Grandma Rhaenys (for the Spice Towk salt that Rhaena craves).

•Aemond and Aegon actually discussing their mother returning to court for the birth of the baby.

•I want to slip in a sex for Rhaemond, since ya know, this IS the horny fic 🤣and this is my last chance to include the lactation kink before the baby gets here, so I must do it 😂 I'm also thinking that scene could definitely start with pregnant Rhaena being a little self conscious about her body before a family event. Like I haven't had much of that insecurity mentioned for her.

•The family event being the Valyrian equivalent Yule/Christmas holiday event, that's going to be like a nice wholesome gift giving scene. Targ family shenanigans.

•ALL culminating with Rhaena's water breaking and the baby finally coming. Like this baby is COMING in this chapter, most definitely 😂😂 we are ending the chapter with Rhaemond happily holding their newborn baby.

So there's a lot to write, and I'm still only on the first scene 💀💀 but hey, now the 10 of you so still tune in, have an idea of what's to come! 😂😂

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*Struck by Fire, Drowned By The Sea* (Pirate Fic)

LORD, I PROMISE I HAVEN'T FORGOT ABOUT THIS ONEEEE. AGHHH oddly enough, like this writing process feels like the sex scene in BO&OA, I can't seem to land on the vibe™ for the next chapter (chapter 5). And it's not even a sex scene, so Idk why I'm overthinking it all 🤣🤣

It's weird, really. I usually have a really easy time writing from Aemond's POV for my other fics, but since Pirate Captain Aemond is more of a mystery to both Rhaena and the audience. It for some reason feels a lot harder 💀🤣 like it shouldn't be, but it is 🤣🤣 I've rewritten/restarted this chapter at least 6 times trying various ways to tell the same scene, seeing how much I should give away in his inner thoughts or not. And I just haven't landed on a good ratio for him, like we all know this IS Aemond. But there's still so much of his past that hasn't been revealed, and it's all still a mysterious element for captive Rhaena, she's still trying to figure him out... especially since they've never really met until now.

Their relationship is going to be SOMETHING wild, if I can get past this damn chapter 🤣🤣

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This just feels like me explaining in depth, four various types of writer's block 🤣🤣

Anywaysss, if any of y'all have any suggestions or helpful ideas, for any of these fics, I'm very open to them 💖

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Part 7 of Female Tanjiro Reader

After/During the wedding party, how would (Love) react to Reader’s final vow/promise to him that she wants to have a big family with him (Purely out of love), which causes (Love) to either turn red from embarrassment/surprise, choke on what they were eating/drinking or try to flirt with Reader to hide their shyness/eagerness to have a big family (Only to realize Reader didn’t know just how suggestive her words were, with Zerofuku and Nezuko confused by why (Love) is looking/acting ‘weird’)

Everyone else is just laughing at the display of these newlyweds, and after the Reception, Reader and (Love) have Nezuko and Zerofuku spend the night with either her or (Love)’s family (You can make this as SFW or NSFW and as spicy as you want, I always feel a little shy when asking for this)

-The wedding ceremony was stunning, flowers everywhere, friends and family, your whole family being able to attend, were celebrating with you as you married the love of your life.

-You had never thought about marriage until (Love) came along, and even then, it was only a thought in the back of your head- you had never pictured yourself being married to another, and now, you couldn’t imagine being by someone else’s side.

-After the ceremony was the reception which was definitely the biggest party Valhalla had seen in a while, there was food, drinks, lots of desserts, music, dancing, and drunken shenanigans that were being photographed to be used as blackmail for years to come.

-You danced with (Love) several times, and made many smile as you danced with Nezuko, who thought the two of you were adorable, but you were having fun and that’s all that mattered.

-As a microphone was being passed around, as dinner was served, many gave speeches to you and (Love), giving you well wishes and telling fond stories about the both of you, as well as a couple of embarrassing stories about (Love) which has almost led to a fight or two.

-When it was time for the two of you to give your own speeches, you beamed over at (Love), “I can’t wait to share the rest of eternity by your side, just me, you, Nezuko, and all of our future children!”

-Many were amused by your bold words, including (Love) who was a bit bashful, hearing your desire for children, and people only grew more amused as you didn’t seem to realize what you had said and what you were insinuating about having such a large family.

-Zerofuku and Nezuko both came to you, a little confused as the adults were all acting weird about what you had said about having children, with Zerofuku speaking, “Y/N~ do you know why everyone’s smiling and acting funny?”

-You were a little confused as well, thinking about his question as you didn’t think you had said anything odd before a hand clapped down on your shoulder and you turned to see (Love) there who smiled warmly.

-He couldn’t help but grin as you asked him the same question, the three of you confused and he chuckled, “Well- you mentioned all of our future children- many are amused that you were so bold by stating that out loud on how many children you want to have.”

-You turned white in shock before your whole head turned bright red as he roared with laughter, thinking your shy reaction was adorable as you held your cheeks in your hands, steam rising from the top of your head.

-(Love) pecked your cheek gently before making your blush worse, whispering in your ear, “They’re also amused because having so many children requires a lot of a certain activity~” a sound like a deflating balloon escaped you which made him laugh again, enjoying your shy reaction- but you were the one who started it, unintentionally.

-As the party came to an end, you smiled as you hugged (Love) around his neck as he held you in his arms princess style, a fond smile of his own on his lips as you had just dropped Nezuko and Zerofuku off with your parents and siblings for the night, as they were given permission to stay for a few more days.

-You were feeling a bit shy as you entered your bedroom together in your shared home, but he just smiled down at you, kissing you softly, “Not that I don’t want to make you happy and give you the large family you desire- I kind of want to keep you all to myself for a while.”

-A little squeak escaped your lips at his words which made him chuckle before you wound your arms around his neck, “We have all of eternity to spend time together, my love- you’re part of my family now- so I can wait for children.”

-He smiled before cupping your cheek gently, stroking softly before kissing you deeply, wrapping his arms around you as the two of you enjoyed your first of many…many-many-many times together.

-You’ve never been happier!

[roo-bastmoon]

Just a little reminder that since coming home from a crazy amount of Jikookery in Vegas in April, we've had:

--waiting deliberately to ride home from the airport in a car together

--JK singing With You on his vlog

--Jikook giggling and holding hands in the dark at Hobi's party

--JK accepting Kookmin Are Dating and Jimin's Little Finger into his In the Seom circle even though they had fewer experience points

--JK's tattoo artist inking JM and JK on his own arm

--cute interactions at awards shows and changed lyrics for June performances

--JK's brother liking Jikook + Bam family fan art

--Jimin giggling and chasing JK over eating ramen (knowing about his gluten intolerance before it was public)

--JK flirting in the car while sucking on corn ice cream

--JK smacking the hell out of Jimin's ass and doing couples flying yoga

--Jimin coming to visit JK in the dead of night for his birthday, bringing his own cake, snapping that intimate photo, posting on WeVerse two days in a row despite the fact he was also working in the studio that whole time

--Jimin's dad posting a photo of JK's old beloved dog on his birthday

--what sounds like Jimin's giggles in the background on JK's birthday live with Jin

--what sounds like JK whispering "JIMIN!" twice during Jimin's birthday live

--JK's birthday thirst trap for Jimin--which he posted on WeVerse specifically for Jimin, having not been on that platform himself in years

--The Busan live where JK looks on adoringly while Jimin slurps noodles

--JK offering up the story of his mom making seaweed soup just for Jimin which is culturally SIGNIFICANT

--Jimin razzing the shit out of JK for "Jungkook Marry Me"

--Jimin inviting JK to feast after the Busan live

--JK saying twice that he'll join Jimin on a live soon if he has time

--JK posting their special numbers on his selfie in Qatar

--Jimin posting about how cool JK's World Cup performance was.

Now look, they've both been busy with work and travel. What raises doubts about if Jikook are still close is the fact that JK goes out (seemingly mostly alone) to so many meat restaurants. I saw one video of him joining another person outside, but it was too shaky to make out much of anything. The coat and jeans looked similar to what Jimin wore to the airport for NYC, but I can't say that with any certainty so please take that with a grain of salt.

After 10 years of having every second of his life scheduled and strict diets, GOOD FOR JK. A restaurant tour of Korea while Jimin is holed up in the studio is a lovely idea, especially since it seems he's not super into cooking for himself.

Here's where fandom gets sticky.

JK also went bowling with Tae and friends, and did a TikTok dance challenge with Taehyung, who mentioned JK frequently before Taehyung went to Paris. Seems like there were plans for them to do a gaming live similar to Jin's but time didn't allow for it.

There's also unsubstantiated rumors of them going skiing this week with other people. You know, friendship things. Positive, healthy, harmless things you do with friends when you are young. It definitely suggests closeness, but not necessarily sexy times? People made a lot of assumptions that JK came right from the airport and spent the night in a luxury villa with Taehyung, but, actually, Taehyung is friends with the owners, and JK's pants are different than what he wore at the airport, and it could have been filmed at dusk, not dawn. Maybe they just, ya know, wanted to do a cool TikTok vid since their versions weren't included on the official choreo version Hobi posted.

What worries some folks is that there's no evidence of Jikook even doing friendship things since Vegas. Which, again, PJM1 is consuming Jimin's time... Plus also remember that whole traumatizing few months of mail tampering, doxxing, scandal in the press overshadowing Jimin's unpromoted OST, governmental manipulation over the Expo, stocks tanking, and military enlistment, plus rampant hate online and sometimes even death threats?

Those are all really good reasons to not share one's personal life or hint at a closeted homosexual relationship. Even under the cover of friendship and group outings, Jimin just may be sick of the scrutiny. He's not been going out with ANYONE.

And yes, it's fair to say that Jikook normally are always together and never really hid that before. I mean, there is an ENTIRE POP UP MUSEUM DEDICATED TO ALL THEIR INTERACTIONS. No other members have anything like it.

But 2022 is unlike any other year they've had before either.

Also something to think about: Jimin once recently mentioned that he and Taehyung Facetime each other practically every day. (It was during the live when he shared that Taehyung was the one who inspired Jimin's moon tattoos based on fan art he showed Jimin.) Think about that Vmin hug on the Busan stage--it was a chef's kiss. Just this week, Jimin insisted on a selca with Tae and Jin on his own phone.

We can assume their friendship is rock solid, but we rarely see much evidence of them interacting in their off time. In fact I cannot think of the last time Jimin and Taehyung hung out in person when not for a work thing. I can't imagine they are faking affection or bed hoping with JK. I don't require proof of them doing things together to think their friendship is real.

Maybe we could do the same for Jikook? Even if they don't post a selca this year? Yeah, it's a bummer, but it's not divorce papers, y'all.

Can I say for sure Jikook dated / are still dating? NO. I can't say that about any point in their relationship, actually. But I keep reminding myself to be patient, wait things out, because more always comes out.

There's all these little things, like JK knowing that Jimin won't be drinking champagne, but having no idea that Taehyung had given up alcohol for two months.

Clues always come out eventually.

I'll be so curious to see what happens after PJM1 drops. Will Jimin do very little promo, like with his OST? Will there be multiple videos, with choreo? Will his members be silent about this work too? Will he have more free time and thus poke his head up more? Or will he continue to be a lil ninja? I dunno. I'll be supporting him no matter what.

And even if his members don't publicly hype him up, I won't just assume that means they are jealous or don't care about him. Like Jin said: "Post, it's good. No post, it's still good." Will I be a bit unnerved? Honestly, yeah. But Jimin knows Jimin's situation best.

The honest truth is this: none of us KNOW what's going on with any of the members' relationships except the members. And that's how it should be because that's their business. They only owe us good music and dance performances. The rest is icing on the cake.

It's totally okay if you believe this is just one of those dry spells Jikook has over the years. It's valid if you think they broke up and are just being good friends and coworkers at a distance. If your gut is telling you Taekook is now real, I can't say I agree with you, but I'll never come into your spaces and argue with you.

It's up to you to seek out reliable sources of info and then make your own judgement call, if you feel if you have enough data. This isn't a cult. You are not required to "keep the faith" about anything.

Two months ago, Jikook were Jikooking like always. Now Jimin is quiet (except to tell us to keep warm and not get sick, bless his heart). And Jungkook and Taehyung are showing us they hang out (as they have done in the past--restaurants, gaming, trips with Wooga--though perhaps now they are doing it a bit more than when they all had an OT7 schedule).

And so the silence from Jikook and the hanging out from Taekook has the cult all whipped up and Jikookers feeling unsettled. I get it. It's normal to feel your feels. But also be sure to math your math.

Me? I honestly have no clue what's going on. I still feel like we're seeing so little of the full picture, it would be wise to withhold judgement quite yet. I tell myself: Be patient. Trust the members. There are things they can't tell us, but if we trust their words, that would be good.

In the meantime, please stream and vote and buy albums. That's our main job as Army, regardless of ship or bias. Soon all our boys will be serving, and the drought will be very very real. So let's try to celebrate, smile, and laugh about what we still can, okay? I think they'd want us to focus on that.

[againstacecilia]

Target Practice

Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Rating: 18+ minors DNI

Warnings: Canon weapon use, flirting, pretty chill chapter

A/N: This is honestly kind of a filler chapter but I had so much fun writing it and learning about the different blasters lolol. This entire story wouldn't be nearly as good without @creatively-analytical as beta-reader extraordinaire, so all my love and thanks to you, darling!!! 💖 Asks are always open!!

To your immense satisfaction, Din announces after dinner that your hand to hand combat is progressing nicely and you won’t spar nightly anymore. Whether that was due to you taking him down earlier in the evening or genuine trust in your abilities you didn’t really care, it meant that you might not wake up tomorrow sore. Although, that had also become a thing of the past; the more you and Din practiced and sparred, the less often you woke up with stinging muscles and surprise bruises.

A glance in the fresher mirror as you were getting ready for bed shows the physical progress you have made as well. Definition was beginning to show up along your arms, your eyes are bright and clear, and something in your stance radiates confidence. But becoming strong wasn’t something that was strictly on the outside of your body; the changes were internal as well. You couldn’t imagine recognizing yourself if you ran into your past self and the feeling blossomed something akin to pride in your chest.

The hold is glowing when you step out of the fresher, light panels illuminating the angles and edges of the metal around you. Everything is softened in the light, including the Mandalorian sitting on your cot, helmet trained on your every move. His armor remains in the corner of the room, neglected since your training began hours ago. Only his beskar helmet returned to its place after being removed for dinner.

“I had an idea,” he says as you settle onto the cot next to him.

“And what’s that?”

“I think we should stop for one day on the way so I can teach you more about weapons.”

You roll your eyes playfully and scoff, “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Tonis sounded pretty clear on his timeframe.”

“This is a necessary stop, you need more than just hand to hand combat skills for what we’re headed into,” Din reasoned. “Plus, it’ll make me feel better about you coming along if I teach you as much as I can.”

You expect to feel nervous about the situation, but instead the care he’s showing in just a couple statements shines through and you feel a wash of gratitude toward him. It’s easy, now, to see the meaning behind his words. You’re ready to learn more, you can handle it, I care for you and want you to be safe. You nod, “You make some good points…”

“I know.” You can hear the smile in his words.

You turn toward him and sit criss-cross with your hands clasped together in your lap. “Alright. We stop and you teach me some more. What am I to be learning?”

Din reaches over and takes one of your hands, rubbing light circles along the back of it. “More practice with your blaster will be the main goal. Might even teach you to use a rifle. General weapons training.”

“Sounds good to me.” You slip down onto your back, legs over his in an echo of the night before. “With such a good teacher, I’m sure I’ll pick it up in no time.” He chuckles, transferring his touch to your legs.

A beautiful quiet settles over the cargo hold. Din’s head tips back with a clunk on the wall of the Crest. “We’ll stop sometime in the next few hours.”

“You can come down here, you know,” you scoot over to give him room on the cot. There may not really have been any room, but the thought of Din leaving and staying in his little nook made your stomach twist in an uncomfortable way.

He stares down at you for a moment in consideration. Slowly, he adjusts his body to lay behind you. Like pieces of a puzzle, your bodies shift together as his arms wrap around and pull you close.

“Din?” you whisper.

“Hmm?”

“I’m glad you’re here.”

He squeezes you gently, “I’m glad you’re here too, Cuyan.”

- - - - - - -

Your end goal was ultimately the Core World of Corellia, but your stop for training is on Sarka. Mid Rim and small, Din lands the Razor Crest in an uninhabited area in the mountains to avoid accidentally running into anyone. As the engines shut down, the sound of a flowing waterfall rumbles through the walls.

Down in the hold, Din hands you a new blaster, a slightly larger one with a sight, and a belt with a new holster. “You’ll wear your old blaster and holster as normal, but I want you to have this one as well. It’s better for longer ranges.” After you fit your thigh holster in its place, Din helps you adjust the new one. Supple leather rests naturally on your hips, the holster settling on the opposite side from where your old blaster sits. His touch lingers on your hips, sending sparks through you.

“How do I look?”

“Dral,” he responds, both hands pulling your hips and body closer, “Strong.” His fingers dig into your flesh through the fabric of your shirt and leggings.

“Din,” you breathe, trying to keep control of yourself, “Training?”

Din clears his throat, “Right. Training.” He steps back and gives you an actual once over before grabbing his own weapons. “Let’s go.”

You giggle and follow him out of the Crest, ramp closing behind you. The clearing you landed in is grassy, surrounded by mountain trees. The waterfall roars behind the ship. “I’ve never seen mountains like this,” you comment with awe, slowly turning in place and admiring the sights.

“They’re some of the biggest in the Galaxy,” Din responds next to you. “I had to capture someone here, once.”

“I’m sure that was fun,” sarcasm laces your words.

“It actually was.” He leads you to the middle of the clearing. “Alright, stretches first.”

Going through the stretches and forms is second nature now, your body responding and reacting without much thought. You use the time to calm your mind, pushing out any thoughts of lingering touches and glances and focusing on the task at hand. Din seems more focused as well by the time he moves you on to the blaster at your hip.

“This is a modified DL-18 blaster,” he explains. “There’s a sight for slightly longer range shots than what your sidearm can do.” The mechanics are similar to what you’ve gotten used to on your smaller gun (“That one’s an ELG-3A.”) and it’s easy to pick up on the differences. The gun on your thigh would be for your dominant hand, the other for your off hand as backup.

Like during your first training session, Din lines tins and other targets up along the clearing and asks you to knock down as many as you can. No time constraints, just feeling the weapon in your hand and how it feels to shoot. Lift, aim, breathe, aim, and squeeze.

Tins fly off their resting places one by one, some more stubbornly than the others. You take your time and focus on each target. After they’ve all successfully been knocked down, you lower your blaster and turn to face Din.

He’s standing right behind you, towering beskar form eliciting an oof from you as you bump into him. You look up into his visor. “How was that?”

“You’re a natural.” His voice is low, skittering over your bones. Your face heats and you turn away, hoping nothing in that helmet can track your breathing or heart rate. “Let’s practice with the other one.”

He steps away and goes to reset the targets a little further away this time. You watch every step, need growing with each move of his body. You can’t help your eyes roving over his body as he walks back toward you, cape whipping in the light wind and steps purposeful. The power radiating from him crawls over the ground toward you, slinking up your body and sending your mind racing. He steps behind you again, “Go again, and remember to take your time.”

Grabbing the DL-18, you take a moment to feel its weight in your hand. In the back of your mind, though, all you can feel is the heat coming off Din, his body inches from your own. You shake your head and lift your arm.

“Wait.” You freeze as Din’s arms surround your body. His hands envelop yours and he adjusts your grip on the blaster. “This one’s a little bigger so you have a little more room to fit your hands comfortably and securely.”

His hands leave yours and you take a breath. Aim. Squeeze. The slightly larger weapon takes some time to get used to but the targets fall one by one. With comments here and there, Din helps you mold your stance and aim over the next few hours. When he’s satisfied with the speed and accuracy of your shots, Din says, “Good. Very good, Cuyan. Let’s stop for now.”

Arms shaking from the unfamiliar weight and angle of the new blaster, you flip the safety on and holster the weapon on your waist. You realize, though, that the vibrating in your limbs isn’t just from the training; the pent up energy from the afternoon needs a release.

“Let’s spar,” you suggest, removing your weapons and stripping to your base layers. The sun setting through the mountaintops had heated your little hideaway over the afternoon. Although, the heat in your body could’ve been due to other factors as well…

“You sure?” Din asks, unbuckling and removing his armor at your nod.

This is what you needed; a physical way to get rid of the nerves and emotions coiled through your body. You don’t hold back sending punch after jab after sweep in Din’s direction. If he’s surprised at your renewed vigor he doesn’t show it. He just moves along with you.

The sparring session becomes a dance. You weave through his attacks, light and lithe on your feet. He manages to catch your wrist and pull you close before you whip out of his grip and spin out of his reach. You land a blow to his stomach, only for him to catch your shoulder and nearly knock you off your feet. Neither of you get the upper hand on the other for too long before the energy shifts, and the sun sets further by the time you raise your arms in defeat, both of you panting from the exertion.

“You… Win…” You say between breaths. Hands on your knees, you let your head hang as you let your breathing return to normal.

Din sits on the ground in front of you before flopping to his back. “If you hadn’t said something, I was close to giving you the round.” His head lifts in your direction, “You’ve come a long way.”

Straightening up and walking over to him, you help him stand and gather your things on the ground. “I told you, I have a great teacher.”

He holds your hand for an extra beat before letting you go to don his armor again. Even after thoroughly exhausting yourself, you can’t help but watch his deft hands work the armor back into place, the way he places his weapons back where they belong.

Back on the Crest, you both clean your blasters and Din reviews with you how they work internally. He has a few power packs laying around for both of yours, but after this you’ll definitely need to get more. Disassembling and reassembling your guns give your hands something to do for the next couple of hours, leaving your mind free to drift.

“When was the last time someone saw you without your helmet?” you ask after a stretch of silence.

“I removed it for Grogu when he left,” Din responds factually. There’s an edge to his voice, though.

You look up at him. “What does that mean for your Creed?”

“I… Don’t know,” his admission is laced with guilt. “But I’m going to find more Mandalorians and find out.”

Nodding and looking back down at your blaster, you slip the final piece into place before speaking again. “When are others allowed to see you without your helmet?”

His hands still before he answers. His helmet lifts to you slowly, “We really only remove our helmets for… Certain people.”

The energy in the room shifts as your mind begins to race. Family, maybe? Or maybe…

“Oh, like… When you’re married to someone?”

“Marriage is a little different for my people, but yes. My ridurr is the only person who can see my face.”

Heart now racing along with your mind, you nod. “Makes sense. Have you ever had someone… Like that?”

“No,” he answers frankly.

“Ah.” The conversation comes to an awkward end and the two of you clean up the rags and tools. Once everything is put away, you stop in front of him as he heads toward the cockpit.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“I... feel like I asked you an inappropriate question earlier and it got weird and I’m sorry.” You look down at your feet after you finish talking.

“Hey,” he calls your attention back up to his visor. “You did nothing wrong. I’m sorry I responded poorly.” He steps closer and takes a breath. “I don’t really know where I stand with the other Mandalorians but that doesn’t excuse me being short with you.”

A soft smile lights your lips and you nod. “It’s okay. We don’t have to talk about it anymore.”

“You’re fine to ask me anything, Cuyan, you’ve earned that.” Din squeezes your shoulder as he climbs to the cockpit.

Later, his voice comes over the comms system through the cargo hold. "Let’s stay here for the night and leave in the morning. We’re not too far from Corellia, one extra night won’t hurt."

“Sounds good, Din. You staying up there tonight?”

"Yeah, I’ve got some stuff I gotta make sure is good for the rest of the trip. I’ll wake you up before we leave."

“Okay. Sleep tight.”

"You too."

- - - - - - - -

In the middle of the night, you wake up to strong hands bringing you close to a warm body. You keep your eyes closed as plush lips kiss the crown of your head. The corners of your lips lift into a contented smile as you drift back to sleep in Din’s embrace.

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[crying-over-gay-dramas]

this post will include major spoilers for My School President and Moonlight chicken, and sort of spoilers for Bad Buddy (I make a comparison). I also did not proofread this and wrote it all in one go without sleeping for a very long time so be warned.

Hello and welcome to me trying to articulate how and why I love every single detail of the My school President finale without sounding insane. This is going to be long so buckle in.

We'll start strong with the obvious which is their first kiss. We waited eleven episodes for them to kiss. They had all these super romantic moments, teasing us with the possibility of a kiss only for it to never happen UNTIL episode 12, the finale, when it happens without any notice, shocking myself and probably everyone else. It was unlike GMMTV's style who usually save the first kiss scene for some dramatic rooftop or beach. All that build up just for a brief peck for their first kiss? Perfection. It was so perfect for their dynamic and for the theme of the show itself. Think of all the things this show carries. First love, high school, dreams, friendship, romance. It's always been more on the innocent side, definitely the other side of the coin that is Never Let Me Go, another GMMTV BL that aired at the same time, with the same aged characters but with an entirely different vibe. That vibe, however, is what made this show really work. Because although it overall came off as innocent, it used that appearance to talk about some deeper things. But, I'll get to that later. Back to the kiss. GMMTV were truly genius for doing it the way they did. A lot of us were even convinced that they weren't going to kiss at all, especially after the scene in MoonLight Chicken from an episode aired only a day before the finale of My School President. The actors for Tin and Gunn, Gemini and Fourth, play characters in that show as well and in this episode they had their very first kiss together however due to camera angles we don't actually see it. That led us to beileve maybe these two actors just wouldn't be kissing in any of their shows, or at least not yet. So we went in to the finale either thinking they wouldn't kiss at all, or expecting a dramatic first kiss and we got neither. It was truly genius. And, as I said before it perfectly fit the theme of the show. It was exactly the style we've come to expect and love from TinGunn. Really fucking cute, for lack of better words. It also suited them because no matter how much those two managed to flirt, they still both were often awkward and flustered around each other so their first kiss being brief and in such a sudden moment fit them really well. It really was just so perfect. We didn't even need anything more in my opinion, but we got it anyways when later in the episode they do kiss more. Overall, it was really something that stood out to me and I loved how it ended up playing out. Physical touch has always been such a big part of TinnGun's relationship and development, and this was really just the pinnacle.

The Prom MV. The PROM MV. A small scene, hardly important to the story right? WRONG. The Prom MV not only provided us with some much appreciated jealous Gun which we love and missed from around ep 6 or 7 I beileve when he tares Tinn away from some girls who were flirting with him (before they had even admitted their feelings to each other I might add) but it also was a very sly method from GMMTV to insert some social commentary, something they've loved doing ever since Not Me. Tiw, apologizes to Tinn and Gun, telling them he asked for the MV to have a "BL" couple but they refused. They go on to show that Tinn's Co-star in the MV has a girlfriend, watching her on the side lines much like Gun is watching Tinn. This implies that the school board had unknowingly put into action an MV starring a gay man and a lesbian (assumed, not confirmed) playing a couple. All of this speaks volumes towards heteronormativity and gender roles and how society, specifically Thailand society in this case, but also everywhere, sees queer people. They'd rather place together a man and a woman who have zero attraction to each other than a man and a man or a woman and a woman who do. Although the message itself was serious, GMMTV still kept it light for the theme of the show, having Gun be jealous of Tinn and the girl in the MV, even pinching Tiw and telling him to yell cut, a detail we all loved. That's one thing that I really admired as I briefly mentioned earlier. The way they were able to insert more serious themes into the show without moving too far from the overall innocent and light hearted vibe.

That being said, GMMTV did let it get serious sometimes, in a way that was very well done. Besides the finale, they had plotlines that cast a more darker tone to the series, such as Gun struggling with feelings of self worth, and failure and his mother getting sick. I won't touch on that much, as I'm trying to focus on the finale here. For the finale, they had a very important scene where Tinn and Gun overhear two of their teachers saying bad things about them, regarding their relationship. This is what we can assume to be both of their times first experiencing strong homophobia directly. For it to come from a teacher as well, one they had respected was incredibly difficult. They don't sugarcoat this part of the episode. They don't give the teacher a redemption arc. Throughout the scene, the teacher holds their views and is shown as what some people are, simply just assholes. This was so important to the series, and important to the show overall, for the message and for the characters. Through this scene we get to see several different characters and their own reactions to Tinn and Gun, theirs being positive. Tinn's junior in his club as well as his mother both stand up foe them against the teacher. It's an emotional scene (that might have made me cry) and really shows you two sides to a very real and much bigger picture. Some people will only be filled with hate, and it can come from anyone. Even someone we trust. But among the hate there will always be those who will stay by your side, and some might surprise you. It's important to stand up for yourself and for whoever you love, to be proud of yourself and not to listen to anyone who tells you to be anything other than what you are. It was a beautiful and very important message and lesson for TinnGun and for us viewers.

Okay, enough being serious for a sec. Now we are going to discuss some of the smaller cuter details I appreciated. Gun officially meeting Tinn's parents as his boyfriend and the dynamic between them matching the already developed characters types of the parents. Tinn's dad being open and friendly, excitingly sharing his shared interest in music with Gun. Gun calling him dad and being nervous but comfortable around him. Tinn's mom telling Gun to call her Aunt instead of mom and her husband teasing her for it. Her staying somewhat distant from the situation yet letting things progress naturally and standing by when she usually would have interfered. It showed great character growth on her part, beyond of course what already occurred with her choosing her son over her career (We'll talk more about that later)

Let's talk about Prom. One thing I liked a lot is how Gun pulled Tinn on stage. It wasn't just romantic and very cute, but it was significant to Tinn and his development. If we look back to episode, 4 or 5 I think? Tinn tells Gun that his worst memory is when as a kid he was meant to sing on stage but forgot the lyrics. He'd been too afraid to sing since. He does sing, however in a previous episode with Gun on stage to support him when he was tired. That already showed how his love for Gun could overpower any previous fear he'd had and make himself stronger and more brave. This scene continues that theme and is important also for the fact that Tinn's mom was there to witness it. In a previous episode when she asks Gun about Tinn she found out that Tinn had sung with Gun and she is surprised. Showing again that Tinn didn't tell her things, or share things with her, much like he never shared with her his crush on Gun. But with this scene, she is there to see it herself. Tinn on stage, quietly singing along with his boyfriend. She's seeing the side to him she never was able to see, one she is finally able to see because she stopped being scared and opener herself up to getting to know her son beyond what she wanted from him.

And here comes, what I mentioned earlier. This very same scene, there is once again some discourse among the teachers about Tinn and Gun's relationship. As was shown and said earlier, she'd been put in a tough position as soon as the pictures of the two had spread, getting calls and complaints from others about the "image" it was giving the school she worked so hard to run. It's made clear from episode one how important it is to her to run the school and maintain what she worked so hard to get. However, in this episode she chooses her son. Not only does she choose her son, but she chooses her morals. We don't see the woman who denied our favorite high school band to perform again and again, but instead we see the woman who wants to run a school where her son, and anyone, can love who they want. I really enjoyed seeing that character development from her, although to me it seems it was always there. It wasn't entirely her that changed, but our perception of her and Tinn's perception of her and I think that was a really smart move on the part of the writers.

One smaller detail I want to mention is the scene where the Chinzilla members are all waiting together to find out their college/future plan results. The scene was much like one from a previous episode, when they waited to find out the winner of the contestant they had tried so hard to be. In the previous scene they are all met with disappointment. It's a very important moment for all of them and continues to follow the theme of youth and dreams. In that case, their dream didn't come true. In life, that is often the case. We don't always get what we want no matter how hard we try. That taught a tough lesson. However, in this later scene they follow that up with a positive tone. Gun finds that he was accepted and the group hugs and celebrates. It's a direct contrast to their previous disappointment and it really gave such a nice, although possibly corny message that you should never give up on your dreams and even if something doesn't work out, there's ways something else that will.

This next one I usually never ever talk about because I don't like it, so the fact that I'm not only okay with bringing it up, but okay that it even happened speaks wonders about how highly I thought of this finale. TinnGun versus GunTinn. I hate this. Like really really hate whenever this is brought up in a BL. It's stupid and it always opens up room for what we all know is a very real issue in the consumption of mlm media. Fetishization. You aren't truly a BL fan until you've been made very uncomfortable by someone discussing which of your favorite characters… yeah. So whenever this is brought up in a BL, even in a joking manner, I hate it. But I just couldn't hate it this time. Because once again, they did it so well. As usual, it was brought up by other people. Their classmates' curiosity and rather selfish need to pry into their business (in my opinion) brought up the subject. But it didn't result in anything weird, for lack of a better word. In fact it was sweet and even funny. It perfectly fit Tinn and Gun, and did show a little bit more of maturity on their part since the show has maintained a rather innocent feel around their relationship. Gun doesn't even know what the order means and Tinn has to tell him. He whispers it to him right there in the hallway and it's the cutest fucking thing. And instead of awkwardness or toxic arguments (I'm looking at you, My Engineer) it turned into teasing and gave the entire argument I've grown so tired of from BL, a light hearted tone. For once, I didn't feel uncomfortable or like they were making it some weird reference to the sick interest of fans (too harsh? Maybe. But idc) but it really felt like it was about TinnGun and their dynamic and it was just really fucking cute, there's no other way to describe it. What is also good about it, is often when BL do have that argument they will reveal which way it is one way or another, and it's just such a weird thing that they feel the need to do that. If it's a scene where they are like actually showing it, fine whatever I guess. but when they talk about it after the fact and make a point of making it clear what happened is so weird to me. Even Bad Buddy did that. I hated that scene in Bad Buddy. It took away some of my enjoyment from the show. My point is, MSP didn't do that and I appreciated that. Because it really doesn't matter, so shut the fuck up and srop being weird and trying to force gender roles on gay relationships.

Those were my main points but there are so many more details I could discuss. A lot of the focus being on Gun and his friends rather than the whole episode being about TinnGun and how important that is to Gun's character and to the show. How their support for Gun when the photos appeared online was a huge deal.

All the small references to previous events such as Tinn's dad buying a new guitar after Tinn gave Gun hid and Gun almost revealing it to him on accident. It gave such small and not entirely necessary, but very cute and funny background on previous events, tying it all together. These details also really helped the series to feel more full and real. A living and breathing story, rather than words on a script.

The entire series and especially that finale was just so well done and I can't believe such amazing work came from a silly little romance about a singer and his school president boyfriend. Except I can, because that silly little vibe is exactly how it was able to create something like this. I'm so grateful for this series and I'm so so so so sad to see it end but the end truly was perfect.

If you have read all of this… you are as obsessed as me, huh?

[x--daughters-of-darkness--x]

DELAIN Shares Another New Single, 'Moth To A Flame'

DELAIN has released a new single, "Moth To A Flame". The song is taken from the band's upcoming album, "Dark Waters", which will arrive on February 10 via Napalm Records. Emerging as a brand new start and safe haven alike, the LP, without any doubt, continues the legacy of the brainchild of keyboardist, founder and main songwriter Martijn Westerholt and contains everything DELAIN is loved for and more: a sonic rollercoaster ride of catchy tunes with explosive elements — ranging from pop to film score-inspired to blistering room shaking metal.

Singer Diana Leah says about "Moth To A Flame": "This song was the last song written for our new album 'Dark Waters' and I'm proud to say I had the opportunity to write the lyrics for it! It has a deep meaning to me."

Westerholt adds: "I'm extremely proud of this song. It's one of the most upbeat songs on the album while also having the heaviest guitar riff, and Diana's vocals are outstanding! It's a killer combination that I think fans will love."

Along with Westerholt, original guitarist Ronald Landa and original drummer Sander Zoer bolster DELAIN's continuity, while new members — Leah and bassist Ludovico Cioffi — continue to evolve their sound. Songs like the previously released single "The Quest And The Curse", as well as "The Cold" (the latter featuring a real, epic choir),lure with a bombastic sound that skilfully combines orchestral melodies, epic heavy riffs and marvelous vocal performances. DELAIN magnificently manages to never lose touch with their characteristic sound, making them a constant without ever standing still. Pop-induced opening track "Hideaway Paradise" shows exactly that by inducing a dream-like feeling flirting with melodic metal guitars, while the ballad-like dark track "Mirror Of Night", featuring WITHIN TEMPTATION guitarist Ruud Jolie, entices the listener with unfathomably catchy lines and melodies. "Queen Of Shadow" merges the orchestral and synth-focused soundscapes DELAIN is known for as it weaves melodic heavy guitars that intertwine with orchestral lines and vocal melodies. "Tainted Hearts" is centred around Westerholt's keyboard arrangements, which skilfully showcase the creative roots of the mastermind. "Invictus" is nothing less than the magnum opus of the album — a rock opera in its own right with heavy riffing, choirs and vocal parts performed by Leah, Ribaldini and Marco "Marko" Hietala (ex-NIGHTWISH),ending in a bombastic climax where everything comes together.

Westerholt adds: "This album captures all elements DELAIN is known for — our distinctive heavy guitar riffs, massive orchestral parts, both heavy metal and pop vocals, rock opera vibes along with '80s synth sounds. In short, this is definitely a recognizable DELAIN album that contains classic 'DELAIN elements' while also moving forward with fresh influences."

"Dark Waters" track list:

01. Hideaway Paradise 02. The Quest And The Curse 03. Beneath 04. Mirror Of Night 05. Tainted Hearts 06. The Cold 07. Moth To A Flame 08. Queen Of Shadow 09. Invictus 10. Underland

The new DELAIN lineup made its official live debut last August at the Riverside festival in Aarburg, Switzerland.

Leah answered a few fan-submitted questions via the band's YouTube channel, including how she joined the long-running Dutch metal act. She said: "It's really simple, actually. I knew they were looking for a singer so I just left a comment on their Instagram page. So a couple of days later I received an e-mail from Martijn, and we talked a bit about how I could audition and he sent me some material that I could sing on. And the rest is history."

Asked how she decided to sing in a metal band, the 32-year-old Diana said: "Well, I've always wanted to sing in a metal band. It was really my desire to do it. In fact, I did sing in a couple of rock bands, but it wasn't really heavy music, which I loved at the time. It was really hard to find the right people to form a band with and also to get along together and all that. But I've always wanted to be in a metal band. Always."

Leah also talked a bit about her background, saying: "I was born in Romania, in a city called Alba Iulia. It's in the middle of Transylvania. And then I moved to Italy when I was 15, and I lived in Italy for, I think, 10 years or something. And then I moved to Canada, in Ottawa, and I lived there for five years. And then I came back to Italy. And now I currently live in Italy, near Torino, so up north."

In February 2021, Westerholt announced the dissolution of DELAIN's previous lineup. At the time, he explained: "For the last year or so, the collaboration within the band ceased to work as well as it once had. Some of us were no longer happy with the current roles in the band. We all tried very hard to find a solution for over a year, but sadly we were unable to find one. As a result, we will all be going our own ways and pursuing our own endeavors.

"I am very sad our cooperation has come to end, but at the same time I am very grateful for all the years we were able to work together. Together we toured the world, shared highs and lows, and met with many successes as well as times that pushed us to learn and grow. We all enjoyed meeting our fans and making new friends all over the globe."

Singer Charlotte Wessels said about her departure: "I know that you might have questions about the 'why' in all of this. I fully understand and respect that. Simply put, it is the sad conclusion of more than a year of trying to find solutions to built up grievances. Part of me feels like I'm letting all of you down, I'd like you to know that this decision was not taken lightly and I apologise to those of you who had high hopes of seeing all of us together live on stage again after lockdown. Until recently, I thought this might still be in the cards for us as well."

In September 2022, Charlotte was asked in an interview with Spain's The Metal Circus TV how she felt about the fact that DELAIN recently made a comeback with a new lineup. Wessels said: "I'm trying not to engage with it too much, honestly. I've seen positive responses about it, which I think is good. But I do try to keep some distance and just focus on what I'm doing rather than checking that out, because I still don't feel like that will make me happier per se."

DELAIN's sixth full-length album, the Westerholt-produced "Apocalypse & Chill", was released in February 2020 via Napalm Records.

Photo credit: Andrea Falaschi

[darkmasterofcupcakes]

Total Drama Changes: Action and TDA Special/Between Action and World Tour

Part 2. First I did Island and the special, along with a bit of the stuff that I imagine happens between seasons. And as a slight warning, I’ve never actually fully watched Action and only really know what I know from reviews and reading stuff on wikis/TV Tropes. Also, remember that this isn’t necessarily going to be changing every single tiny issue I have, but the ones that particularly stand out to me. Even still, this one is probably going to end up being on the long side.

Now, to begin with the changes actually made to Action (not including changes that happened in the Island special, such as Cody, Tyler, and Courtney being on the cast from day one of the new series):

Geoff and Bridgette don’t constantly make out. They’re still definitely the most openly and physically affectionate of the couples on the show (though the others still show love among them), but they’re able to go more than like five seconds without their lips apparently being magnetized to each other. 

Because Geoff and Bridgette don’t make out enough to annoy everyone else into kicking them off, there’s not a double elimination and they both would continue on the show for at least a little while.

There’s no jealousy on Trent’s part over the fact that Duncan and Gwen both like scary/alien movies, because Trent both has more faith in his girlfriend and realizes that just because two people have one thing in common, doesn’t mean they have a thing for each other.

Even besides the obvious change of Geoff, Bridgette, Cody, Tyler, and Courtney being included in the cast this time, the teams will be different. Haven’t fully decided if Gwen and Trent still pick their teams or if Chris does, or a mix of the two, but they will be different from the canon version.

Trent still gets booted early for “throwing challenges”. Difference is, here he doesn’t actually throw any; they simply lost, but Justin was able to convince enough of the others on the Grips that Trent was throwing challenges/sabotaging them that he got the boot during the elimination ceremony.

Courtney becomes the new Team Leader for the Grips following Trent’s elimination (to Justin’s annoyance)

Another change - when the original captains get eliminated, their spots are taken over by other team members.

The Aftermaths do still happen, but obviously Geoff and Bridgette aren’t the hosts, at least during Action. Not entirely sure who would host them in this season, so I’m open to suggestions.

Gwen stays on a bit longer, since she’s not basically forced to get herself booted to make up for Trent throwing challenges, though she’s still out at least a few episodes before the merge. 

Before Gwen’s elimination, her and Courtney do start to form a sort of friendship, albeit at this point it’s more just a case of them not really having too much of an issue with each other, and having a mutual friend in Bridgette. But it does lay the groundwork for the next season.

Haven’t totally decided the new elimination order, including where Bridgette, Geoff, Cody, Tyler, and Courtney would end up, though Bridgette, Geoff, and Courtney do all make it to the merge, or close to it.

OBeth gets voted off much earlier and doesn’t have that weird subplot of insisting she’s got a boyfriend while also flirting with basically every guy on the show.

Owen doesn’t come back after he’s eliminated, so the mole subplot either never happens or is done with another character. 

There’s a subplot with Harold and Heather forming a friendship of sorts and while it’s not the only cause, this is part of the catalyst for why LeShawna and Harold end up breaking up.

LeShawna does still say some bad things about the others while she’s on her spa day, though the tape everyone sees is a case of showing stuff out of context to both make it sound worse than it was, and remove any positive things she said. But she does still have to make amends to the remaining contestants. 

Because Owen got to keep his 100K from the previous season, his family doesn’t bankrupt themselves with the cheese-cellar, which adds to the reasoning for him not needing to come back.

Justin would actually be a bit more competent as an antagonist, though he’d still admittedly be weaker than Heather before him or Alejandro after. But because Courtney doesn’t replace him as the main antagonist, he’s able to grow a bit in the role. 

Haven’t fully decide the finalists besides Beth definitely not being one, but I do probably lean towards Lindsay being one of them, with the other plausibly being Harold, Duncan, or possibly Courtney

Speaking of which, Courtney and Lindsay would still have something of a rivalry, because you cannot convince me they’d be able to interact without there being any clashing, given their personalities

There wouldn’t be a vote to determine the winner - it’s just be a case of one person getting through the door slightly faster than the other. The Aftermath would still happen, but it’d basically just be an epilogue

Now for the stuff that would change from the Celebrity Manhunt Special....

Obviously the whole love triangle between Duncan, Courtney, and Gwen wouldn’t be a thing here, since Gwen and Trent never broke up in this version of “Action”

There also wouldn’t be the whole “jealous Bridgette” thing, or at the very least, she wouldn’t be violent about it? Maybe make some lighthearted jabs, but ultimately they’d make up with no major issues.

Duncan and Courtney might still break up, at least temporarily - partially because I can’t deny finding the whole thing of a custody debate over a raccoon kind of hilarious. Plus I still stick with my belief that they’d be the type of on-off couple who breaks up and gets back together every so often until finally deciding to actually stay together.

The Drama Brothers would still be a thing, but obviously the whole thing of Trent asking Justin to break up with his girlfriend wouldn’t happen

Also, Justin either wouldn’t be in the group or he would be in it, but that’d be a major source of conflict. Since in this version of “Action”, he was more of an actual villain than he was in canon

If Justin is in the group, he’d be the one insisting he should get a solo career, despite not having any actual musical talent. He’d literally just figure he’d be able to get by on his looks and having other people do things for him to make it seem like he’s got talent. 

The rest of the special probably wouldn’t change too much except for the end, where Trent, Katie/Sadie (not sure which one), Eva, and possibly Geoff would also be among the contestants taking part in World Tour. 

[azzy141]

Hazbin Hotel - Vix x Vox

Part 3: Valentino

Blurb: When Vixen's friendship with Angel is derailed by Valentino, Vox picks up the pieces of her lonely heart and convinces her to sell her soul to him. Is she going to regret it?

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Approximately 55 years ago...

Angel and I were at a club, enjoy a fun night out, letting off steam. For once I wasn’t behind the bar, and he wasn’t looking to take anyone home.

Unfortunately plenty of people were looking to take him home, one person in particular. Angel had been doing pretty well in the sex industry for himself, but he was looking for a change, looking to get ahead. He certainly could, he definitely had the looks for it but he just didn’t have the means to promote himself further. Valentino did.

I could never blame Angel for falling for Val, I came so close to falling for him too. But there was just something in my gut that said, this is a huge mistake, run.

Angel and I sat at a small table close to the back of the club, having drink after drink, getting louder and more stupid by the minute. A few guys had worked up the courage to approach us, most of them tried to talk to Angel but a couple were more interested in me.

I may not have been in the industry like Angel but I had plenty of men try have sex with me at my job at the bar. Plenty of sexual harassment accompanied that job, these days I had just leaned to accept all of the groping. This was hell, nobody cared, nobody was going to help me, so unless it was worth starting an all out fight I might not win, it was best to just let it go.

It wasn’t long into us being pretty obviously drunk, that Val wondered over. And both of us were thinking the same thing, He’s hot.

Val was hot, and he was also a manipulative asshole, but we didn’t know that yet.

“Hello darlings, how are the two of you tonight?” He said with his signature smile, ear to ear, sharp teeth on display and a look that says, I own you. In hindsight, that really should have been the first clue that he was trouble.

“Well hello daddy.” Angel replied playfully. Clearly his mind made up to have some fun tonight after all.

I giggled at Angels response before giving a very lame, “hi” of my own. I’d never been good at flirting. One of the many things that made people question how Angel and I were friends.

“Having fun?” Val asked, blowing smoke out in a swirl around us.

“Plenty. But I think we’re about to have even more.” Angel said with a big hungry grin.

Val breathed out another puff of smoke enveloping us. I was starting to feel something. I shook it of thinking it was just whatever he was smoking.

“It was meant to be a fun night for just the two of us, but we could be convinced to include a third party.” I added, desperately hoping that sounded somewhat flirty.

Taking another good look at Valentino, I realised he was probably only interested in Angel. He looked incredibly sexual, and very much like a predator. The type of person looking to have a really good time, something my sexy, flirty bestie could easily offer. If that was the case, it was okay. I wanted Angel to be happy and have fun, and if he was getting good vibes from this guy for a great time, then that’s fine.

I was used to chilling out in our apartment alone. I wasn’t a big party girl, I wasn’t flirty or sexy, and I wasn’t even particularly social. Didn’t mean I couldn’t be those things, but I wasn’t them often or naturally. It took effort. And considering this was hell, most of the time, I figured I was better off avoiding the other occupants. I had Angel, so everything else was just fine. Perhaps I was getting a little co-dependant. Maybe... that was what ended up pushing him away.

Valentino chuckled. “Oh, I have no doubt I can convince you, and that we’re going to have an extremely fun night.” He smiled and took another drag. “Valentino.” He breathed, more red smoke spilling out around us.

“Angel, Vixen.” Angel replied, gesturing to himself then me.

“Pleasure. Why don’t I get us all another drink?” He said glancing at our near empty glasses, before heading over to the bar.

“Vix, you okay with this? Honestly?” Angel whispered to me, keeping an eye on Val to make sure he wasn’t heading back yet.

“Yeah. He’s hot. And even if he’s just after you, that’s fine. You seem really interested and you’ve turned down plenty of offers already tonight.”

“So, it was just supposed to us. And we haven’t had a nice night together for a while.”

“Angel, honestly, I promise you I’m fine either way. I am more than happy to continue our night as planned, or have some unplanned fun with our new friend.” I smiled.

Angel stared at me for a while, trying to decide if he believed me. “Okay.” He finally responded before his eyes flicked back to the bar to see Valentino coming back.

Val placed the glasses in front of us, “I hope these are correct.” I nodded as Angel spoke, “Wouldn’t matter, anything is good.”

We all talked for a while, had several more drinks, a few laughs and plenty of flirting. A lot of back and forth between Angel and Val, making me feel rather inept, but despite that I still felt good, must have been the alcohol.

As the night continued, it seemed Val had decided to focus his attentions on Angel, big surprise. But after a while, I noticed that while Val and Angel held most of the conversation, which was really just thinly veiled sex talk, practically foreplay, that Val had been shifting closer and closer to me.

Eventually he was right next me, arm around me with Angel on my other side, a bit of space between us. Val’s eyes were focused on Angel, his words were all directed at Angel, but all of his physical attention was currently focused on me.

Having him so close to me, I now realise how tall he truly was. I was already shorter than Angel, and I could now see that Val was clearly taller than Angel, So I must have seemed tiny to him. I couldn’t understand why he was touching me. He seemed so keen on Angel it only made sense that he would have been getting closer to him, not me.

Val had four arms, which allowed him to have a hand on his drink, hold his cigarette and have two hands on me. One was wrapped around my shoulders, holding me close to him, while the other was gently stroking my lower thigh, edging ever so slightly higher, bit by bit, over time. I could feel my face growing hotter as this continued, still confused, I looked up at him and he smiled down at me, before locking eyes with Angel and continuing the conversation.

Suddenly it hit. He wasn’t just interested in Angel and I had misread the situation. He’d simply changed his tactics. As I became more quiet in the conversation, he’d decided to verbally seduce Angel and physically seduce me. Juggling us both perfectly. One thing I could always say for Valentino, he always knew how to treat us both.

He knew not to assume what worked for one would work for the other, and did his best to keep us both hooked for as long as he could. Being charming yet overtly sexual worked with Angel, and once he had his hooks in, he could start showing more and more of his true colours, as long as he kept up his charm at the same time.

I required a far more gentler approach, which was harder for him to maintain, ultimately making it impossible for him to keep me. And of course his pheromones certainly helped.

His hand was now near the top of my thigh, I couldn’t even focus on what was being said anymore. My blood was boiling and my mind was failing me. All this time in hell and I hadn’t had sex with anyone. Feeling that touch oh so near, was killing me. All I could focus on now was Val, how warm he felt, how tall he was, how strong he seemed, the way he smelled, the feel of his arm tightly holding me close and the touch of that hand so very close.

I could faintly hear Angel calling my name as my mind spun. Then Val’s hand suddenly left my thigh and I heard him whisper in my ear, “Pequeña, we’re going.”

“Hmm.” I looked up at Val and then over to Angel.

“We’re getting out of here. Are you coming?” Angel asked.

“Oh! Y-yeah, I’m coming.” So pathetic.

As I got up I could feel Val’s hand on my back, it never left as he guided me through everyone and out of the club, keeping a close eye on Angel at the same time.

Val took us back to his place, which was far nicer than ours and basically a fully equipped sex room. He certainly wasn’t trying to hide his intentions.

“Make yourselves comfortable.” Val purred as he gestured to the bed.

“Mmm, very nice place. Now I know where to go for a good time.” Angel remarked while he was walking towards the bed, glancing back at Val.

Val smirked at Angel’s response, a hungry look coming over him. His arm still around me, he looked down at me and his expression softened a little. “Nervous pequeña? How can I make you more comfortable?”

“I- I’m fine.” I chuckled awkwardly. Shit. It had been a long time, had I forgotten how sex works? Damn it. Just relax.

“Hmm? You don’t seem fine.” He looked over at Angel who was now perched on the edge of the bed, looking pretty hungry for action himself, and gave him a wicked grin and a wink before turning to face me, his arm sliding around from my back and down my arm so that he was holding my hand. He leant forward so he was closer to my level and looked me in the eyes, breathing out another stream of crimson smoke that swirled its way around and down my body. “Darling, you seem uncomfortable. Just relax and let me take care of you.” He picked up my other hand. “Trust me.” He pulled me in closer and straightened up a bit. “I’ll take good care of you both. Hmm?”

“Uh... mmhmm.” I nodded. I was nervous, he was confident. And he didn’t seem to care that I wasn’t sexy and flirty like Angel, he wanted us both.

Keeping hold of one hand, he turned and led me to the bed. As we neared the bed he swung me round so I fell onto it. Angel brushed my arm and gave me a look to ask if I was still okay with this, I just gave him a small smile to say I was fine. I could feel my heart pounding, and could swear my body was trembling, a fact that Val seemed to enjoy as leered down at me.

Val bent down and started kissing Angel while rubbing my thigh, as he broke the kiss he gave Angel a hard shove, knocking him back onto the bed beside me. Val loomed over us both, taking one last good look at us before he began his assault.

When he moved in he slid a hand up each of us, from knee to shoulder, once he reached the top of me he grabbed a fist full of fur and pulled me into a deep, forceful kiss, As he kissed me he pulled Angel closer and started to tear his clothes off. I couldn’t describe exactly how Val tasted, but it was exciting and practically hypnotic. I couldn’t help but lean into it, and from that moment on I let go of my thoughts, my concerns and gave myself over to him. Let him completely control my body, my actions, the night.

It was an incredible night, still unsure if that was because of Val or if it was due to not having had sex for 20 plus years.

It was also the most tame night of debauchery I, or Angel, would ever have with Valentino. But I’ll never forget it, for the good and the bad. The beginning of the end.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/gypsy-blood-343/750459536621600768/hazbin-hotel-vixens-story-part-1-welcome-to?source=share

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/gypsy-blood-343/751749340809379840/hazbin-hotel-vix-x-vox-chapter-4-no-rebuttal?source=share

[desperate-whre]

its all good! its more important for you to rest up. and stay hydrated! i understand the late response especially on nsft tumblr, cause sometimes you're just not in the mood for that kind of talk, you know? i still think it's fun to chat about this stuff, no matter if there are gaps in between responses 💕

so we're in the same boat with flirting 😆 i hope you find a lovely milf to flirt with hehe. that's what i want too. but maybe not over text hahaha. and thanks for clearing up the off limits topics. i didn't want to hit a nerve by mistake!

some new questions 😁 my answers included

i was gonna ask if you prefer tits or ass, but i think i can guess 😉 same here! im not even sure i can tell if someone has a nice ass or not tbh 😆 my actual question is: how do you feel about nipple play? mine are so sensitive, i once made myself c*m just by playing with them. sadly it was mediocre af and i probably won't try it again without a little pressure down below. 😅 still, rubbing mine is a surefire way to get me dripping.

how vocal are you? i learned to be very quiet so no one would hear and now it doesn't feel natural to make noise. i think moaning and dirty talk is insanely hot though! ive tried to be noisy when im alone, and it does make me c*m faster but it also makes me feel silly and self conscious 😅

-🌼

Thank you, you're so sweet ^^

Oh definitely tits, yes XDD I love butts too!! But yeah, boobs... 🥰😏 Glad we're in agreement! XDD Oh you've cum from that?! Lucky!! I can't 😅😅 I have good boobs (if I say so myself 🙄😅), c cups, and they're fun to hold and squish not gonna lie, but I'm not all that into nipple play ): Maybe if someone else did it to me 🤔 I do like s h o w i n g my breasts, though. I've done that a couple times on here 😅 Thats pretty hot.

I'm silent XD Like you, I've learned to be quiet cuz there are other people around 🤫 And now, yeah, I feel silly if I make noise. I've been thinking about trying though!! Maybe I'll cum like you <3 💕💕 I like the idea of sounding like a dirty slut, that turns me on XD 👅💋💋

[leossmoonn]

Hi Sara !! Can I request a Jess Mariano x reader where the reader is desperate to catch Jess' attention, which makes her start flirting with guys in front of him? And maybe wearing shorter skirts, more revealing shirts, etc. Smut please!

yes YES omg 😁

masterlist

pairing - jess mariano x fem!reader

type - smut, angst

warnings / includes - mild language, food mentions, rory slander (oops), teasing, smut - unprotected, penetrative sex (pls use protection irl) fingering, dirty talk, overstimulation, name calling [whore, baby, princess , etc etc]. italics are your thoughts. dean and rory never dated in this. dont mind me writing in lower case i was lazy. 16+ fic

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that bitch.

i stared at rory intensely as she flirted with jess. she was always touching his arm, throwing her head back as she laughed at his jokes with a little too much enthusiasm. she stared at him with her clear-blue eyes; those stunning eyes that made me jealous because whenever i saw him look at her. it was obvious he liked her.

although he promised me many times that he didn’t, i just didn’t believe him. i mean, look at her. admittedly, i look hotter, but she was the type of pretty that could trap guys forever.

i looked back at my book, sipping my iced coffee. i tried to focus on the words, but my eyes kept re-reading the same sentence as i couldn’t help but hear rory and jess’s conversation.

“jess! you’re gonna get in trouble!” her giggle made my blood boil.

“chill, ror. luke won’t know,” jess replied back.

“ror”; that stupid nickname he’s had for her since day one. it made my body twitch.

“what about y/n?” rory then asked.

my head couldn’t help but perk up at the sound of my name, especially with her voice wrapped around it.

i turned my head, my eyes scanning over the two. jess was leaning forward in his chair, his face just inches away from hers. her hand was on his forearm that was bare from his sleeves being rolled up. the way her fingers curled around his arm made my heart sink to my stomach. was he really that oblivious?

“i don’t think she’ll care. and if she does, then that’s her problem,” he said.

i bit my bottom lip in confusion and anger. tears welled up in my eyes and i had to force myself to look away. i wiped the tears away roughly, taking a big gulp of my coffee before shutting my book.

i got up and went to the bathroom, avoiding any and all eye contact with jess and rory. as soon as i got to the bathroom, i adjusted my outfit. i was wearing a blue and yellow plaid skirt, a ribbed crop-top, with white sneakers.

i started with pulling my shirt down. it was a v-neck, so it was easier for my boobs to show. i pushed them out against my bra so they sat pretty. i pulled my skirt up, turning around and smiling as i saw that my underwear could almost be seen. i took out my lipgloss from my purse, smacking it onto my lips to make them glisten. i fixed up my eyeliner, stepping back to view myself.

i looked like a hooker, but i hoped it would get jess’s attention away from rory for a few seconds. it’s not like we were exclusively dating, but there was definitely something there and i wasn’t going to lose him to ms. stars hallow.

i walked out of the bathroom, swinging my hips as i put my purse back on my shoulder. i shot a quick look to jess, whose eyes were wide and jaw dropped to the floor. rory looked me up and down, a surprised and disgusted look on her face. i shot her a petty smile, challenging her with my brows before i looked away.

i went back to my table, grabbing my iced coffee to-go and my book. i strutted out of the cafe, going over to dean’s house. i walked the couple of blocks, making sure my shirt was low enough before i knocked on the door.

it swung open immediately, revealing a surprised, but pleased dean.

“hey y/n, what’re you doin’ here?” he asked.

“just wanted to see how my favorite star hallows high schooler is doing?” i grinned.

“well, i’m doing okay, thank you. how are you?” he asked.

“oh, i’m good.” i put my hands behind my back, arching it so my tits were practically in his face.

his eyes wandered down slowly, his jaw dropping at the same speed. his eyes went back up to my face where he was met with my teasingly biting my lip with a smile.

“you look uh, great, by the way.”

“thank you, i try. anyways, i was wondering if you wanted to hang out? we can watch a movie, walk around town, get something to eat? i’ve only had coffee today,” i suggested.

“yeah, yeah, sure. let me get my wallet,” he nodded. “you can come in. i’ll be back.”

i stepped into his house, standing in the entry way.

“you don’t have to pay, you know. i’m a big girl,” i said to him as he walked back.

“i know, but what kind of man would i be if i didn’t pay for the beautiful woman standing in front of me,” he grinned.

i looked down shyly, my lips forming into a coy smile.

“oh, dean, you’re too kind.”

“it’s the truth. anyways, shall we go? we can walk or i can drive,” he suggested.

“mmm,” i hummed, “why don’t we drive? it’s really hot outside.”

“i second that,” he chuckled. he shut his door, locking it before walking down the steps to his car.

i followed him and climbed into the passenger seat of his truck.

“where to?” he asked once he started to car.

“let’s go to the diner,” i said.

“copy that,” he nodded, shifting the gears into drive.

“so, how’s your sister doing?” i asked. “clara is good. how are your parents doing?” he asked.

“ol’ mom and pops are good,” i answered.

“good to hear,” he shot me a smile. i returned it. “how about your mom?”

“eh,” he shrugged, “still working late and stuff.”

“well, it’s glad clara has her big brother to take care and look out for her.” i put my hand on his leg, squeezing it.

he looked at me, smiling widely. he then looked back on the road, his smile forming into a smirk.

“that shirt’s really low,” he stated.

“oh, now you say something?” i scoffed. “what? i was trying to be polite,” he shrugged.

“you’re always polite, dean. i never need to worry about that,” i said.

“good, i try,” he mimicked my words from earlier. “so,” he added, “who is this outfit for?”

“what? a girl can’t look hot just for herself?” i frowned.

“well, yes, she can, but your motives are always plotted towards a certain delinquent.”

i sighed, “you caught me.”

he chuckled, “i knew you didn’t just want to hang out.”

“i do! i really do. i just… thought i could kill two birds with one stone.”

“and that stone is you going to the diner, and the two birds are jess and i?” he asked.

“bingo! man, you are so smart. how does rory not like you?” i grinned.

he sighed, “beats me. it seems like every girl has fallen for that asshole.”

“awe, is someone jealous?” i asked in a baby voice. “admittedly, yes. it’s hard going from the “it, new guy” to “old new,” he explained.

“i thought tristan was the “it” guy?” i teased. “nah, not since i’ve arrived,” he grinned.

“well, what a good title you upheld. i wish that was my case,” i sighed.

“hey, rory might be star’s hallows baby, but you’re stars hallows woman. you don’t take anyone’s crap, you’re extremely proactive about the issues in this town, and you’re the hottest girl who lives here,” he listed.

“well,” i pulled a satisfied smile, “one can only be so amazing.”

“exactly! see, don’t worry over rory. everyone only loves her because they love lorelei, and sure, lorelei was a big change for this place, but you’ve been more impactful. rory doesn’t even like most people in this town, but you do. no offense to rory, though.”

“thank you, dean, i’d like to say the same thing about you. jess is dangerous, annoying, and rude. i know for a fact the only reason why rory likes him is because he lets her do whatever. but you, you’re caring, handsome, and aren’t a goody two-shoes, but you’re different and have an interesting family life and background. if rory doesn’t appreciate that, then i don’t know what will.”

he gave me a grateful smile. “thank you.”

“of course. it’s all true.” i looked out the window as we approached stars hallow downtown. i slapped my hand in dean’s chest, jumping in my seat. “slow down, slow down!” i rolled the windows down, sitting up right and puffing my chest out in a normal manner. “put your hand on my thigh,” i nudged dean.

“aye, aye, captain,” he sighed. his hand gripped my thigh softly and i smiled at him, thanking him with my eyes.

“all this work for a guy who won’t even call you his girlfriend,” he remarked.

i frowned. “yeah, well, i don’t see you trying to change rory’s mind while you bitch about your problems.”

he averted his gaze, focusing on the road. i turned back to the window, giving a smile as we strolled past jess. his mouth was agape in shock and disapproval. his eyes wandered across my body, stopping right at my thigh. i smirked as his hands balled into fists and he stomped away, throwing the newspaper he had in his hand into the trash.

“mission accomplished,” i clapped. dean’s hand slid off my thigh. “why don’t you just talk to him? isn’t that what adults do?” he asked.

“okay, one, i am sixteen. two, this is just how it’s always been. i like the chase, he likes the game. it always ends up good.”

“yeah, until the next morning when he’s gone and you’re cold and alone.”

i frowned deeply and looked down at my lap. “yeah, well, it’s like the next morning is something to look forward to under any circumstances.”

“yes, it is. it’s the time where you get to spend time with your significant other, cuddle and make breakfast. talk about your plans for the day, fall in love with her all over again.”

i looked over to dean, my brows raised. i smiled as he was daydreaming about him and rory.

“you’ll get that with her one day,” i said. “thanks,” he snapped out of his daze, parking next to the diner.

we both got out and i intertwined pur hands together as we walked to the diner, eliciting a chuckle out of dean. i smiled at him and looked ahead, my eyes finding their way to jess who was doing his job at the diner.

we walked in and got a table, jess immediately coming over to us to take our order.

“hey, jess,” i smiled brightly at him. he frowned, death glaring dean. “what can i get started for you today?” he asked with a clenched jaw.

“i think i’ll have a cheese burger, onion rings, and water, please. for you, babe?” i looked over to dean.

“uh, uh, i’ll have a double cheeseburger with fries and a coke, thanks,” he ordered, giving me a brief smile.

my eyes glanced over to jess. he was writing quickly and angrily on his notepad.

“coming right up.” he kept the frown on his face. he stomped away, going into the back to give ceaser the order.

“really tryin’, huh?” dean snorted. “i’m making progress, i swear,” i said.

“he’ll probably tell you to screw off more than fuck you,” he said.

“same difference,” i shrugged. “you’re going to lose him before you even get him,” he remarked.

i ignored his statement, sitting back in my chair and looking around the diner. i smirked as rory strolled in with lorelei.

“golden girl at twelve o’clock,” i stated.

dean’s head turned quickly and i could see the day dreaming begin to commence.

“you’re catching flies, man.” i nudged his foot under the table.

his head swung back to me, his face going pink. “whatever.”

i giggled, but then frowned immediately as i saw rory talking to jess again. he seemed to be the ones making the moves today.

“looks like your planned worked, good job,” dean chortled.

i kicked his ankle, eliciting a yelp from him. jess’s eyes shot over to us and he gave me a smile before turning back to rory.

two can play at that game.

i looked around, smirking as i found ryan, one of the boys from school. i got up and strutted over to him, “accidentally” dropping my purse.

“oh, damn!” i exclaimed, bending over to pick it up.

i eyed ryan as his jaw dropped, and jess, who was now death-glaring me. i smirked, picking up my purse and turning to ryan.

“sorry, ry, i’m just so clumsy sometimes,” i sighed exasperatedly.

“o-oh, no worries. be clumsy whenever you want,” he laughed nervously.

“i think i’ll take that offer,” i grinned. “mind if i sit?” i asked, pointing to the seat across front from him.

“no, not at all,” he shook his head vigorously.

“great!” i grinned, sitting down with a bounce.

ryan’s eyes followed my boobs as they moved. i leaned forward, pressing my arms together in a natural, but suggestive way. my tits were about spilling out of my shirt now.

“so, ry, how have you been?” i asked, taking a fry and biting it.

“good, how about yourself?” he asked.

“pretty good. except, i’ve been kind of… restless lately,” i frowned. i lowered my face, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. “think you could help me?”

he swallowed hard, nodding excitedly again.

“lovely,” i smiled. i took his hand, placing it under the table and onto my thigh where jess could see. i then ran it up my bare skin. i faked a shiver running down my spine, knowing that only jess wanted to make me feel this way. as ryan’s hands went under my skirt, jess left the front of the counter, his hand suddenly gripping my shirt and pulling me up.

“you’re coming with me,” he hissed my ear.

i tried to hide the excitement on my face, but i failed as dean mouthed a “have fun”. i let myself get dragged by him. he dragged me up the stairs, closing the door to luke’s loft. he threw me on the mattress on the floor that was his bed. my body molded to cushion; i had been here many times.

“you wanna act like a fucking whore in front of the whole diner?” he questioned.

i gave him a grin and nodded.

“fine.” he went down to his knees in front me. “i’ll make sure they hear you then, too.”

and with that, his hands ripped off my skirt. i gasped, shooting him a glare.

“that was new!”

“looked better on my floor than on you, anyways,” he shrugged.

i scoffed, but the sound quickly turned into a breathy moan as he ran his fingers over my panties.

“soaked and i haven’t even touched you until now? wow, pathetic.”

i stared at him. “ryan touching me got me pretty hot and bothered.”

he glared at me again, his body towering over mine as he went to whisper in my ear.

“ryan got you all hot and bothered, huh?” his hot breath fanned over my skin.

i nodded, giving him a cheery “mhm.”

his fingers hooked to my underwear, sliding it down my thighs and throwing it to the side. i quickly spread my legs, the ache in my stomach becoming too much. jess didn’t dive in, though. he just chuckled at my actions, the pads of his fingers tracing my inner thighs and just below my belly button.

“ryan get you this hot and bothered?” he asked as my chest was heaving up and down, my hips bucking up slightly in desperation.

i shook my head from side to side, my pleas forming into whines.

“i-i was just kidding jess, please.”

“awe, now that the princess doesnt get what she wants, she begs for it? takes her words back? i don’t think you can, baby.”

“please, jess!” i exclaimed. i went to grab his wrist to move it down, but he was faster. it grabbed my hand, looking me in the eyes. i pouted as he stared at me.

“how about dean?” he asked.

“n-no,” i shook my head.

he let go of my hand, bringing his own back to draw circled right above my entrance. i let out a high-pitched whine, bucking my hips up again. after a few moments of teasing me, without warning, he plunged two fingers into my heat.

“ah!” i squealed, the knot in my belly being met with satisfaction.

“fuck — you’re really wet,” he rasped. “yeah, dean really knows how to make a girl flustered,” i remarked.

his hazel eyes shot up to mine, his brows furrowing in anger. “keep that up and i’ll kick you out.”

my mouth clamped shut and i pouted. “but -”

“no buts, baby. now, tell me, could dean really make you this wet? could he really make you feel this good?”

his fingers curled inside of me, pumping in and out of me at a fast, constant speed. his fingers brushed up against my g-spot, causing my back to arch and a loud moan to fill my throat. my words came out sputtered as i tried to answer him.

“use your words, sweetheart,” he whispered into my ear.

“n-no,” i shook my head. “only you can do this to me. only you can make me feel s-so good.” i mewled as his thumb reached up and circled my clit.

“that’s what i love to hear.” i could hear the smirk in his voice.

he then attached his lips to my neck, his teeth harshly nipping at my skin. i let out a few “ah, ohs”, my hands making their way to his head. my fingers tangled themselves in his chestnut locks, twirling the ends. i pulled at the back of his head as he sucked heavily on my skin.

“j-jess,” i breathed. “mm?” he hummed as he kept sucking.

“you’re go-gonna leave a-a hickey.”

his tongue licked over the bruise he made, kissing it tenderly. he licked a trail up to my ear, nibbling on the skin below it lightly. “good. now everyone will know you’re mine.”

butterflies exploded in my stomach as he slurred the word. i nodded in agreement, bringing my head to look at him. his eyes were staring into mine, admiring the way my face scrunched up in pleasure. as i felt the pit in my stomach fill, he suddenly took his fingers out of me. i let out a whine of disapproval, looking up at him and pouting. my pout turned into a smile as i saw him taking off his clothes.

i sat up on my knees, taking off my shirt and bra. i helped him with slipping his shirt off, quickly throwing it to the side. i hooked my fingers under his jeans and underwear, shoving them down his thighs, causing him to chuckle.

“eager, are we?”

“you have no idea,” i shook my head. “good. me, too,” he disgarded his clothes.

i laid back down, spreading my legs and looking at him provocatively.

“gorgeous, as always.” he smiled at me, coming between my legs and lining him up with my entrance.

he gave me no warnings before diving in. i took in a sharp breath, my nails digging into his shoulder blades. he started moving fast, moans and groans coming out of both our mouths.

“you feel so good,” he grunted.

i replied with a breathy moan, the back of my head digging into my pillow. i squeezed my eyes shut as he hit the spot with every thrust.

“could ryan fuck you this good?” he asked lowly.

“n-no,” i shook my head. “could dean hit the spot each time?” he breathed out.

“no,” i said, then looked him in the eyes. i pulsated around him as i spoke. “could rory ever fit around your dick this well? could she ever make you feel the way i make you feel?”

he slowed his movements as he looked into my eyes. the chemistry was thick, intoxicating. i could barely breathe.

“never,” he answered.

i smiled, my heart soaring. “good.”

he smiled back, his hips then snapping into its usual rhythm. my question seemed to spark something in him. jess put my right leg on his shoulder, the new angle letting him pound inside of me impossibly deeper. he fucked me faster and harder, the tip of his dick brushing my cervix. not enough to hurt, but definitely enough to make me squirm and scream. my throat went dry as i started to chant his name and other profanities.

his right hand held himself up as his left came up to my breast, taking my nipple and playing with it in-between his third finger and thumb.

“jess, ah! ah, fuck. please, please,” i started to beg.

his lips curled up into a smirk and he squeezed my whole breast, the action causing my hips to jolt up. he dove his head down, replacing his hand with his mouth. his warm tongue lapped around my sensitive bud, his teeth pulling at it lightly.

i didn’t even feel his hand go down my stomach until i felt pressure on my clit. tears started to well up in my eyes, my nails raking down his back. he hissed, but didn’t stop.

“too much, too much,” i shook my head vigorously.

my body squirmed under him, my walls clenching around his dick, making him moan once more.

“you can take it. i know you can. be a good girl for me, yeah? i know you’re about to come,” he spoke, lifting his head up from my breast.

i nodded, my lungs breathless. my head rolled back and my foot that was on the bed curled and stomped on the mattress helplessly. my fingers dug into his neck, pulling violently on his hair.

my orgasm washed over me in one breath-taking wave. my back arched for the last time, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

jess’s thrusts and hand movements got sloppy. he came inside of me, filling me with hot spurts. we both let out our last moans, the room falling silent. our chests heaved up and down as we laid next to each other.

i laid there for a few moments before i went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. after i came out, jess was sitting in a chair with only sweats and a book in his hand. i chuckled. typical jess.

i got dressed, going to the door to leave.

“hey, wait,” he said, getting up. he grabbed my hand to stop me from leaving. he looked in my eyes, making my heart jump.

“i love you,” he smiled. “wanna be my girlfriend?”

my face interrupted into a grin. i squeezed his hand, nodding my head. “yes, yes!”

“great. i’ll pick you up at eight for our first official date.”

“great.” i leaned up and pecked him on the lips. i whispered an “i love you”, making him grin from ear-to-ear. i bid him goodbye, running downstairs.

as i stepped into the diner, i giggled as i saw dean and rory kissing. they stopped for a second, rory blushing and dean smiling proudly. i gave him a wink, offering rory a kind smile, to which she returned.

i walked back home, taking a shower so i could get ready for our date. as i waited for the water to warm, i spotted the hickey he made on my neck. it was purple, blue, and big. i ran my fingers over it, smiling.

“mine,” i echoed his words.

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[fairytheo]

enhypen as your boyfriend.

boyfriend!enhypen x gen!reader. fluff. 1.9k. curse words. mention of bugs, food. not requested.

🐈 ⸝⸝ HEESEUNG ˙𐃷˙

super-duper caring !!

he’s so whipped for you — he smiles just by thinking about you

also very giggly around you

LOVES lending you his beanies

(aka. you stealing them..)

+ you steal his earrings as well ! not that he minds

absolutely adores singing for you / he loves singing you to sleep :D

hold up, is being heeseung’s s/o just being his personal ramen cook 🤨🤨

he aaalwaays bugs you to play games with him (especially wii and nintendo switch lmao)

either that or you’re playing animal crossing while eating takeout at your dinner table

you’re the only person in the world who he’ll ever do aegyo for. 

he secretly enjoys it, but shhh you didn’t hear that from me

i think he likes calling you names like cutie, cutiepie or just a shorter version of your name <3 (if there is one !)

booping your nose is on his everyday to do list ☝️

lowkey therapist & boyfriend in one ngl

WAIT he loves making playlists for you two,, 

“y/n! i made another playlist, do you wanna listen to it? i made it while thinking of you.” <//3 

the type to write cheesy lyrics about you, then later cringes at his own writing bUT then leaves it like that because you like it !

you have his cover of lauv’s “i’m so tired” either set as your alarm or play it on loop everyday 

(random but for some reason i can picture him giving you a cassette with his cover on it just for the vintage vibes)

🐈 ⸝⸝ JAY ˙𐃷˙

the mom-and-boyfriend in one ;] 

f a s h i o n  c o u p l e 

you are literally fashion icons. no disagreements. 

you have matching clothes or accessories ! even if it’s really subtle, the gesture behind it is super adorable <//3

cooking pt. 2 :D but this time there’s a gorden ramsay in your relationship

i can just SEE how you both two impersonate gorden ramsay while cooking which makes everything 10 times funnier !! checks every 5 seconds if the food is ready tho because he doesn’t wanna risk anything

never cleans up afterwards, either you do or no one does

since you’re both fashion icons your social media followers are going 📈📈📈

literally couple goals.

he loves taking pictures of you,, but also wants you to take pictures of him 

jay gets flustered easily so please make him flustered with sudden compliments, hugs, kisses, etc. !!

he’s also the only member i can really see calling you babe

confident but shy about pda at the same time ??? he’s both LOL 

you always tease him with his RAS moments and randomly quote them when you’re in the middle of a conversation with him lmao

random and idk if this fits here, but he likes making your lunch — leaves you encouraging notes too <3

last but not least: jokingly gets angry at you when he wants something from you, and you do the same thing back ♡

🐈 ⸝⸝ JAKE ˙𐃷˙

sweetest and softest boyfriend to ever exist. i’m so soft for him JSHSHS

definitely calls you sweetie and darling. 100%. fight me if you think otherwise. 

shows you pics of layla everyday (it’s become routine for him >_<)

a tiny bit cliché BUT lends you his jacket whenever you’re cold (even when you’re inside !!)

random thought: jake puts his hands in your hoodie pockets...

💔💔💔

it’s his personal goal to peck your cheek and forehead at least twice a day — gets pouty if he wasn’t able to do that ))):::

talks in english a lot because you love his accent !!

if you’re an english speaker, you’ll have conversations in english all. the. time.

if you’re not an english speaker, no worries, he’ll teach you !

+ reads you bedtime stories in english (jake’s australian accent >>>) 

dreams of travelling with you to australia <33  

if there’s a bug in the house you better know that jake will NOT be removing them and runs out of the house

WILL stay over at one of the other member’s houses untill that bug is REMOVED . 

so if you’re afraid of bugs as well,,, i’m sorry bae, but it’ll be your task to remove these little... creatures 😐

ngl you have more photos of layla than of him on your phone lol

(spams you with her pictures and captions them with “y/n!!! look!!! layla with a flower!!!! layla with a butterfly!!!!” it’s just so sweet aaa)

we need some “””drama””” so you make jokes about him being a “🥶💸🔥💪” boy a lot in your relationship LMAO

🐈 ⸝⸝ SUNGHOON ˙𐃷˙

ice skating dates.

this has been mentioned in other headcanons a lot already but i just HAD to include it,,

convinces you to eat ice cream after your date LOL even if it IS winter

btw. fashion couple nr. 2 !!! 

MIRROR SELCAS

MIRROR SELCAS 

ugh the visuals and the power you two hold,,,, i can’t,,,,,

has better clothes than you ngl so you share clothes lmao

it started with him lending you his sweatpants, but then you didn’t want to return them forgot to return them and BOOM 💥 here we are

extremely awkward and shy at first — don’t worry though, he becomes much more chaotic in the later phases of your relationship

he teases you SO MUCH. LIKE. SO MUCH.

always has small smile (smirk?) on his face when he’s about to make a cocky remark (so beware)

you tease him back just twice as hard which 1.) results in him in becoming flustered 2.) fails LOL

off-topic but he’d love a s/o that has a similar style to him ??? a more elegant, classy, dark style perhaps

when he’s away / busy he’ll send you some selcas and captions them with “how r u doing??” “did you eat yet?” “cheer up :P” 

kinda shy about pda but likes showing off too ???

i mean,, men... 🙄🙄 /lh

whenever someone mentions your name near him, he’ll just try to hide his smile while biting his lip (yk what i’m talking about???) and you’ll see his dimples and the affectionate look in his eyes and just AAAAA

the type of boyfriend that calls you love~

🐈 ⸝⸝ SUNOO ˙𐃷˙

skin care routines with sunoo 24/7 🤝

he does your hair (if your hair is long enough to do different hairstyles with it ofc !!) 

send you daily weekly skin care products he thinks you two should try out / that’d be good for your skin <3

spa nights every friday at 9pm — he only lets you in if you wear a stylish pyjama LOL

you buy him peach items because they just remind you so much of him (｡•́︿•̀｡)

SELCA TIME !!! his phone is always ready !!! (apart from his storage maybe?)

PARTICIPATES IN SELCA DAYS OF YOUR FAVOURITE IDOLS AAA

loves to go on walks w u

does A LOT of aegyo,, 

and i know that you knew that this point will be in this headcanon.

for eg. instead of saying goodnight or bye he’ll just do aegyo for you not that anyone minds tbh

stages of sunoo flirting (?):

a — tries to compliment you (it sounds more like a flirty remark tbh)

b — realizes then blushes

c — cringes and runs away LMAO

playfully acts jealous, so you know it’s a joke but deep down he’s actually jealous

you two match each others vibes a lot — if one is sad, the other is sad as well

+ tells you your posture is bad when you sit like a banana or tells you to go to sleep early and when you don’t listen to him, he’ll show you an article that proves that (abc) and (xyz) is bad for you and says “i told you so.” 💀

🐈 ⸝⸝ JUNGWON ˙𐃷˙

impresses you by doing kicks (does the kick cap challenge on tiktok and/or you play kick it by nct 127 for the funzies) 

poking his dimple is a MUST . 😩😩

though gets super shy when you kiss him and also if you buy him gifts !!

cheers you up whenever you feel down or are upset

compliments you a ton ))): will randomly come up to you and tell you that your fit is cute or that you look brighter today,,, little does he know it's because of him ;]

HUGS!HUGS!HUGS

poking his dimple comes first, then hugging

the other members tease you two everytime you’re over LOL it’s like there are two koalas clinging onto each other

our yang garden gained another sheep +1

you two randomly play sheep,,,, like,,, everyday ???? sheep cosplays 👍

idk why ig it’s just fun to imitate sheep and go “mmmeEeEeeEhh” to annoy others

talking of that, even THOUGH he is a responsible leader he will not hesitate to do stupid shit with you

“hey how about we ring on that house there and yell “sheep for sale!” do you think they’ll open the door?”

“i don’t know... let’s find out!” 🤝

let’s just say that this didn’t end well..

also kinda bullies you (in a loving way ofc !!) pand teases you nonstop

either calls you asshole or love aHA

in conclusion: a very unpredictable relationship,, would 10/10 recommend.

very random but i feel like his love language is acts of service

🐈 ⸝⸝ NI-KI ˙𐃷˙

oh look it’s our tsundere 😼

can’t go a day without dancing so you two have vibing sessions at 2am everyday ft. the others telling you to go to bed

you’re the only one that can make him soft lol

if you’re older than him, you would definitely take care of him like your own baby !! 

if you are the same age as him or younger it’d be awkward for him at first, because he isn’t used to taking care of someone younger, so he’d treat you as if you were his best friend at the beginning

you love to watch him dance !! it’s so satisfying,, LITERAL asmr.

pranks you 24/7. boy has NO mercy. will not care if the others will scold him later. he will do the prank smoothly (?) — doesn’t care about the consequences LMAO

probably sets your alarm to someone screaming or a cringy aegyo song <//3

wants to film dance covers with you !! you don’t have to be the best dancer either !! as long as you have fun ^__^ 

the other members find you really cute but are also vERY TIRED OF YOU,, two energized teens in a relationship was not a good idea ☝️

likes to randomly hold your hand and swing it around 

probably distant at the beginning of the relationship because a.) he doesn’t want to pressure you/make things awkward b.) he doesn’t really know what to do either ???

(if you’re not japanese or don’t know how to speak japanese) he’ll definitely teach you some japanese phrases and words !! introduce you to his culture as well :DD and he really wants to know more about your culture too <3

teaches you phrases like “sunoo is a dumbass” for the funzies LOL

randomly makes micheal jackson impressions,,, it’s hilarious LMFAO

[athyathye]

can you do the first time they say 'i love you' to there s/o? (you can do who ever you want for this one just please include draken).

The first 'I love you'

(Draken, Ran and Hanma)

Author's note 📝: I really like this KSKSKS

Warnings ⚠️: intoxicated Ran, mentions of alcohol and smoking in Hanma's part.

Draken :

❥ For someone raised in a brothel, he was quite the romantic type. His flirting skills are honestly nothing to laugh at.

❥ And maybe because he always got himself unwanted tips from the girls back there, but there was never a time where he landed himself on a wrong tile.

❥ He was the epitome of a soft and flirty lover when inside the comforts of home

❥  “Kissing is the language of love…..wanna talk?” “DRAKDECJWEOIO” “...is that a yes?”

❥  Though he wasn’t afraid to bust out some pick up lines….mans was too embarrassed to say those 8 words.

❥ He valued reciprocating consent, so he didn’t want to be too fast or too slow. He wanted to be just right for you, the man that every girl wishes they could have.

❥ So unless you were direct with it, he wouldn’t force or talk you into doing anything, but for some reason, he wants take things up a notch with you.

❥  Maybe it was because he knew there were a lot of people behind him waiting in line to have you….some of which he used to consider as friends ehem.

❥ He didn’t want to lose you, he knew from the moment you had agreed to be his significant other that he wouldn’t love anybody else, his biggest goal in life was to marry you sweetie~

❥ But he knew what he had to do, what it took to get you will naturally be what it takes to keep you so, even if he had to suffer a couple of things he’d gladly do it if it meant having you spend the rest of his life with him.

❥ It was a sunny twilight, the period of time before sunrise and after sunset, in which the atmosphere was illuminated by the sun, being neither totally dark or completely lit.

❥ He watched you laugh with his friends, the hazy glow of the sun making you unbelievably beautiful to him, he watched as you turned around to face him, a smile on your face.

❥ Though he couldn’t hear what you were saying, only paying attention to the way your lips moved, he didn’t even notice the hand on his shoulder or the worried gazes he was getting from being so unresponsive.

❥ He didn’t seem to have control of his own thoughts as his mouth blurted out those words. Words that made everyone stop what they were doing. “I love you…”

❥ He watched as the smile slowly left your face, he began to feel devastated before he felt someone push him from behind.

❥  You caught before he could fall and immediately pushed your lips against his. You heard the loud cheering sounds around as you felt Draken wrap an arm around your waist, pushing his lips more into yours.

❥ Yup, guess he found the one.

Ran :

❥ Ran had many girlfriends before you. Many flings, one-night stands and other romantic experiences with two parties.

❥ He had experience, and though you weren’t one to be insecure. It was hard getting through days as his supposed girlfriend, even if he announced your relationship a lot of people still hurled themselves at him and it was definitely uncomfortable.

❥ And for a man like him, he found that something similar to an ego booster. He loved attention, obvious in the way he steals the spotlight in every fight he was involved in.

❥ He could be too much of a-hole sometimes, the way he entertains those love-sick ladies at the bar he brought you was honestly starting to bum you out.

❥ “You here alone?”  A guy had so openly spoken, seating himself next to you. Unaware of the stares that other men had given him, men who stood loyal to the Haitani name.

❥ “No. Please leave” You didn’t want another fight happening, no sir. Ran was a man who was cruel even to animals who meant no harm.

❥ “Hey come on now, don’t be so rude. I’m just asking” The man seemed decent, at least in your perspective. You saw the familiar faces stood up, you didn’t need to know Ran was walking behind you to know.

❥  You sighed, your hand coming to your forehead in irritation. As much as you loved Ran he loved violence way more than he should have.

❥ “I beg your pardon?” you heard a loud thud, along with some glass bottles getting destroyed. “Then beg.”

❥ Having had enough of his attitude today, you stormed off. Leaving even with the calls for your name. Once out of the pub and walking along the sidewalks a hand grabbed your wrist.

❥ “Let me go.” “No~'' Okay, Ran was obviously drunk now, he slurred his words and his movements that were always quick and precise was now sloppy and rigorously lax, very unbecoming of him.

❥ “Wher’ you goin” He slurred, following after you, almost falling down on his face. “Woah- ok, c’mere big boy” you slung one of his arms around your shoulders, placing a hand on his waist to stabilize him.

❥ “Think you’ve had too much to drink” You glanced at him, seeing the pink in his cheeks and  eyes quite hazy. He then held his mouth with one hand, you knew what that meant.

❥ Immediately leaning him down so he could puke on the sidewalk at least, you rubbed his back as he continued to vomit all of the things he ate earlier…

❥ “I...love you….so much” You heard him whisper, which made you look at him in disbelief.

❥ He then fell on you, head on your lap as you cradled it. “How unromantic, Ran.”

Hanma :

❥ You were the only right in Hanma’s life, at least that’s what he thought.

❥ A person like you was rare, and he wasn’t selfish enough to chain you with him, not yet.

❥ So when you had gotten a scholarship of some sort to a school abroad, it took him at least a week to show himself to you. Even though he pleaded with you not to go for the last few minutes.

❥ So in a way, maybe you were a part of the reason why his personality became worse. He desperately craved your voice again, your touch, your warmth, he wanted it all back now.

❥ And although he wasn’t proud of it, he kept thinking, what if in that moment he made you stay? Would he have become a better man for you like he promised? Or would you despise him for hindering your future?

❥  His only communication with you now was through the phone or occasionally, through letters. Who would have thought the big and scary Hanma could write and send letters with dried flowers as designs in them.

❥ Either way, he was sort of content now, for the time being. He learned to cope with missing you...through violence. Would you scold him for smoking? Would you nag at him for drinking? Would you yell at him how he should be more careful while also bandaging his wounds? He wanted it all back.

❥ Thankfully, he didn’t have to worry anymore about you. When you told him you were coming back home he was so ecstatic that even the people around him were 10x scared from seeing him smile so brightly.

❥ He came to the airport an hour early just because he was too giddy to see you...that’s a secret though.

❥ So when he finally saw you with your bags, mans tackled- I mean hugged you so fast and tightly that the both of you fell to the ground.

❥ Spending about 2 minutes on the floor before he felt his shoulder getting wet, which made him worriedly glance at you, removing his head from your neck. “I missed you….so much” you croaked.

❥ Which honestly made his heart skip a beat. So the feeling was mutual, he thought as he smiled to himself.

❥ “I…love you.”

❥ That was the story of Hanma’s first ‘I love you’ said on a rainy day in the airport floor, and though you wished it was more romantic, you  wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

[fanficimagery]

Five Years After

Imagine going to the feed store for your sister, only you come home with more than just feed for the animals.

Words: 5.1K Author’s Note: The ending of this imagine was definitely inspired by a TikTok video :)

When the Blip happened, you were in complete disbelief. Chaos erupted all around as planes fell from the sky and automobiles crashed because their drivers had vanished into thin air. Everyone was a complete mess as they attempted to call loved ones, their calls going straight to voicemail or being answered by another family member that were having to deliver the bad news of a disappearance.

Your only living relative was your sister Laura and her children she had with her husband Clint, so when one of your co-workers and a handful of your customers vanished into thin air, your first call had been to your ex-Avenger of a brother-in-law. Unfortunately Clint was just as clueless as you and the phone had nearly slipped from your hand when he gave you the news that Laura and the kids had vanished. You had nowhere to go and were so scared because of the looting that had started, so Clint told you to pack your things and get to the farm as soon as possible.

You'd only been on the farm for a full day before Clint's friends came looking for him. Natasha, who you had met after your sister had married Clint, greeted you with a rather solemn hug. It was Steve Rogers, however, who attempted to introduce himself with as much joy as he possibly could in order to be polite.

You had shaken his hand, smiling sadly. "You don't need to force a smile for me, Rogers. The circumstances suck. I get it."

That had surprisingly pulled a short laugh from Natasha. "See, Steve? Told you she wouldn't be expecting the Man with a Plan."

Steve and Natasha had proceeded to stay for the duration of the day, telling Clint all about a fight that had taken place in Wakanda and who out of their friends had vanished. It was a devastating blow and you had no idea how everyone was going to cope. Then soon after the two Avengers had left, Clint went into overdrive. He was making phone calls left and right, packing bags and weapons, and you were at a complete loss.

You had decided to leave him be and it was only the following morning when you woke to an empty house did you find the letter on the kitchen counter. In the letter he had apologized for leaving you after everything that had happened, but went on to explain that there were criminals still out there who had survived the Blip when others who were sin-free didn't. He couldn't leave them be while people like his wife and children were no longer alive, so to work through his aggression he was going to hunt those criminals down. Fortunately enough, he left you in possession of the farm-house and made it so you were able to access his bank accounts. He told you not to look for him or get the others involved, so you waited a whole day before contacting Natasha and telling her all about Clint's derailment.

Clint left no trail, leaving you all alone. Or so you thought.

With Clint's vanishing act, Natasha and Steve made you their responsibility. They made sure you knew they were only a call or email away, but only after Nat drove down to give you some technological devices since the regular power grid was fluctuating. Since Earth lost half its population, everything seemed to be falling apart.

Then Tony Stark was brought back home and the world seemed a little bit brighter.

For years you drifted, working at a grocery store in town to keep yourself busy. The Blip took a toll on everyone, but it was nice to have to talk to someone even if the other person moved on autopilot. Clint sent an email every other month from a burner email, so it was a dead end every time Natasha looked into it after you had forwarded it to her. And about the only news-worthy thing that had happened after the Blip was the announcement of Tony and Pepper Stark's baby girl Morgan. You didn't know the Stark's personally, but it didn't stop you from sending their little girl a present every year on her birthday for the next five years on behalf of yourself and the Barton family.

One morning you're sitting at the breakfast table when you hear the telltale sounds of a jet overheard. You figure it's just Natasha and Steve for their monthly check-in so you think nothing of it.

The screen door creaks open and you call out, "In the kitchen!"

The steps of what sounds like more than one person falter, but then they pick back up until they near your location. "Got enough for another plate?" That oh so familiar timber makes you spew orange juice across the table. You're up and out of your seat, staring at your brother-in-law who's a lot more tatted up than you remember him being. "Hey, sis."

Tony Stark stands just a couple feet to Clint's right, but his presence isn't enough to deter you from marching up to your brother-in-law and punching his shoulder. "You asshole!" You punch him again for good measure as tears sting your eyes. "You left me. You left me all alone! How could you-"

He dodges your continuous blows, wrapping his arms around you to keep you from attacking him. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, but I'm here now. It's all going to be okay." The fight instantly drains out of you as you sag into his embrace, sob after sob leaving you as you clutch to him tightly.

Clint tightens his grip a little more around you until your cries turn into sniffles. "What- what are you doing here?"

"Lang came up with a plan to bring our people back." You tense in Clint's arms and pull back to look him in the eyes. "Banner and Stark made the machines necessary to make the plan work. We're going to bring 'em home. We're going to bring 'em all home, Y/N."

"Please tell me you aren't joking," you mumble.

"Nope. No joke," Tony says. "It's not a total guarantee, but we're going to try our best." You let go of Clint and turn to look at Tony who's standing by the stove and picking at the leftover scrambled eggs. "Mmm. These are good. What'd you put in them?"

"Uhh, just butter and cheese."

"Morgan would absolutely love these. She's on this whole cheese kick right now."

That earns a chuckle, and after gathering yourself you look back at Clint. "So what's going to happen now?"

"The team's getting ready for a test run," Clint says. "I just wanted to let you know I was home and that we had a really important mission coming up."

"How soon?"

"Today if the test run goes good," Tony says. He pours himself half a glass of juice before downing it in one go. "And speaking of, we need to go."

You look at Clint, a little let down that he's leaving so soon, but he grins and pulls you back into a hug. "It's going to be okay." You nod against him and he lets his arms drop before he steps back. He looks around the kitchen and his grin widens. "You've kept up good with the house. I'm impressed."

"I should hope so," you mumble. "I had to flirt with the hardware store boy so he'd help me keep the house from falling apart."

Clint laughs. "You did good, Y/N. Laura will be proud."

"Yeah, yeah. Now go bring my sister, niece, and nephews back."

"You got it, boss."

          - - - - - - - - - - 

You're grateful for the day off because it leaves you with time to clean the house from top to bottom. You need some way to burn off all your anxiousness and making sure the house looks good for your sister is one hell of a way to do just that.

You're not sure how long you'd been cleaning when you decide to take a break, and you head outside for some fresh air. You walk off the porch and onto the grass, tilting your face skyward as you inhale and exhale softly, your eyes closing. One moment all you can hear is the wind ruffling tree limbs and grass, and the next it's a cacophony of chirping birds.

Your eyes fly open and you're shocked to see the swarms of birds flying around in the sky. Sure there have been birds around after the Blip, but you've never seen so many together since then. You're too busy staring up into the sky that you don't see what appears to be ash take formation behind you.

"Aunt Y/N?" The timid voice makes your heart stop before you whirl around, your eyes widening at the sight of Lila glancing around in shock. "What's going on? Where's dad?"

"Lila?" You breathe out in awe. You stumble towards her, eyes glistening with tears. "They did it. They actually did it." You pull her into a hug, cries stuttering in your chest. As you hug her, you glance towards the open field where you see Laura appear, followed by Nathaniel and then Cooper. "Laura!"

You grip Lila's hand tight as the both of you break out into a run towards the rest of your family, you and Laura colliding with twin oomphs. The two of you are crying as Laura tries to work out what the hell happened and where Clint is, but before you can explain anything she's pulling her phone out of her pocket and dialing Clint's number. As she worries about getting her husband on the phone, you quickly hug Cooper and pick up Nathaniel to hold on your hip as you squeeze him in relief.

"Clint?" Laura sobs when he finally answers. "Clint, what's going on? I-" She stops talking all of a sudden and she looks at you, eyes wide.

"What happened?" You ask.

"I- I don't know. One second he was talking and then-" She cuts off, glancing at her children and shaking her head. "He just cut out."

You know all is not fine and that something terrible must have happened for Laura to trail off the way she did. But instead of worrying her kids, you offer a grin. "I'm sure it's fine. As clumsy as he is, he probably just dropped his phone." She forces a smile for her kids' benefit. "So why don't we go ahead and wait for him inside. I'll make something to eat while you guys relax and I'll catch you up on the five years you missed."

"Five years!?" Laura nearly shouts.

You wince. "Yeah. You guys missed a lot."

          - - - - - - - - - - 

For the next couple of hours you tell Laura all about the Blip and how half of Earth's population just disappeared- Avengers included. You tell her how Clint had you move in, and how you helped take care of the house and what few animals they had on the farm still while working at the local grocery store. You tell her all about Steve and Natasha, and how Tony Stark is now married with a daughter of his own.

"Wow." Laura chuckles. All the kids have fallen asleep around the living room, leaving Laura the time to finally ask, "And where was Clint this entire time? I noticed he brought you onto the farm, but then everything became about Steve and Nat."

You suck in a breath sharply. "I was hoping you wouldn't notice that."

"Y/N.."

"He went rogue." Her eyes widen and you wince. "He left me here with access to your bank account, which I only used to pay bills and buy groceries by the way, and not even Natasha could find him. He only came back when she tracked him down and told him there was a chance they could reverse the Blip."

"Oh Clint.." She sighs, shaking her head in disappointment.

The sound of a quinjet hovering makes you and Laura perk up, but you keep quiet so as to not wake the children. You and Laura meet each other's gazes before you carefully get up and tiptoe out of the living room, and then you're rushing out the front door and down onto the lawn.

The door drops down and then Laura is sprinting across the field to reach her husband. You joyously laugh, jogging over to catch up. But as Laura and Clint hug one another, sobbing, you turn your sights to Steve who's standing sheepishly off to the side. There are two others with him, but since you've yet to meet them you make your way towards the familiar.

"Hey Rogers. Good to see you in one piece."

He tiredly chuckles. "Y/N." You punch his arm and he opens them up so you can hug him. "How are you holding up?"

"Better now that I got my sister back," you muse. As you pull away, you glance behind him into the quinjet. "Hey, where's Natasha?" Steve's smile falls and your heart plummets into your stomach. You can practically read the answer in his eyes. "No.." You shake your head.

His breathing stutters before he clears his throat. "We, uh, we lost Tony too."

Your expression completely crumples then, but Steve is quick to pull you back into a hug. He lets you cry into his chest before Clint steals you away, and then you're crying into your brother-in-law's shoulder. Then once all the tears taper off, Steve introduces you and Laura to Wanda and Bucky.

"I'll be in contact with you about what Pepper decides to do," Steve tells Clint. "If you do anything for Nat, let me know."

Clint sniffles. "I will."

You, Clint, and Laura wave off Steve, Wanda, and Bucky as they return inside the quinjet and lift off.

"Come on," Clint then sighs. "I need to see the kids and then figure out a way to tell them all about auntie Nat's sacrifice."

"And plan a memorial," Laura says.

You frown. "This was not the homecoming I was hoping for."

After a few days of planning, Clint decides on a cookout with all the Avengers and close friends of Nat's invited. It was a couple of days before Tony's own memorial, so you were surprised when Pepper Stark showed up with Morgan in tow. You were happy to finally meet the young girl who you'd been sending gifts to and you gladly ended up on babysitting duty.

You had met more of Clint's ex-coworkers, but your attention always ended up back on the children. Then when it came time to say a few words on Natasha's behalf, you somehow ended up between Steve and Bucky as the children ran back to their respective parents with Steve tucking you into his side when the tears started.

Then when the day of Tony's memorial came, there were more guests than you had anticipated. So as Pepper and Morgan walked a small flower raft with an arc reactor replica on it and set it out on the water, you stood back with Laura and her family and waited in silence. And as the crowd dispersed, you mostly kept to yourself until you saw Steve walk out of Pepper's home in the oddest white and red suit you'd ever seen.

Walking up behind Steve, you nod at Bucky and Sam who grin at your presence. When Steve turns around, you chuckle. "Why do I got a feeling you're about to do something very stupid?"

He grins and adjusts his grip on the suitcase hanging by his side. "Someone's gotta return the stones to their original timeline."

"Mhm. Well be careful. Don't start any unnecessary fights."

"I'll try my best."

As he walks up onto the platform, you step back and nudge your arm against Bucky's. He smiles down on you and you stand by his side as you listen to Bruce who walks Steve through about what's going to happen. Bruce checks all his monitors, giving Steve the go-ahead when everything is fine. Steve nods, a mask of sorts opens up and wraps around his face, and he presses a button that had been in his hand. Bruce counts down the seconds before he flips a switch which is meant to bring Steve back, but nothing happens.

Bruce looks around his monitors and starts pressing some more buttons. "Where is he?" Sam asks.

"I don't know. He blew right by his time stamp. He should be here," Bruce says as he flips a few more switches.

Bucky sighs and you quickly glance at him, and he looks more resigned than anything as he turns to walk off.

Your attention goes to Bruce as your heart rate picks up. "Get him back."

"I'm trying."

"Get him the hell back!" Sam urges.

You and Sam are low-key panicking, but it's Bucky's calm voice that stops the both of you. "Y/N. Sam."

The two of you whirl around, gazes sliding towards where Bucky is staring off to. In the distance, on a stone bench by the water, there appears to be a man sitting there that wasn't there before. You and Sam stumble forward, and you squint your eyes, only to glance back at Bucky with wide eyes.

"Is that.."

"Go."

You share another look with Sam and he gestures for you to follow him. The two of you walk towards the man together and Sam stops just behind him as you walk around in front. When you get a good look at your friend who is way older than what he appeared to be a mere twenty seconds ago, your heart cracks just a little.

You try to force a smile, but it wobbles as an elderly Steve chuckles at you. "I'm really trying not to be so mad at you right now." Your voice cracks and he pats the spot next to him as you sniffle. You immediately sit next to him and take his left hand within your own two, a gleaming wedding band not going unnoticed. Your fingers trace it. "Was it at least a happy life?"

Steve pats your hand. "It was. It was the beautiful life I always dreamt of."

You take a moment for yourself, inhaling and exhaling deeply. "You know you were my complete impulse control, right? Who's going to stop me from trying to get into your best friend's pants now?"

There's a snort from behind you, but you don't bother giving Sam your attention. "Go easy on him," Steve tells you. "I'm not sure he even remembers how to flirt."

You grin as you lean your head on his shoulder. "I'm really going to miss you," you say after a beat. Another moment passes before you drop Steve's hand and sigh before you stand. "Well, um, I should get back my sister and Clint now." You meet his gaze and flash him a small smile. "It's going to suck not seeing you every month, but I'm really glad you found your happiness."

"Thank you, Y/N."

Your bottom lip wobbles again. "Goodbye, Steve."

As you walk away, you hold your head up high and nod to Sam when he looks at you to make sure you're okay. You continue walking, nodding at Bucky as you pass him up as well when you see Laura wave you over. "For the record, I still remember how to flirt." You stumble and and then hear Bucky chuckling quietly behind you.

"Goddamn super soldiers and your dog ears."

As the days turn into weeks, Clint and Laura offer you a permanent place on the farm now that everything seems to be going back to normal. He's promised to build you a small house on the property for all that you've done in the past five years, so in the meantime you've taken to bunking with Lila while Wanda took over the guest bedroom. Clint had also taken to bringing Bucky to the farm when he noticed the super soldier not coping as well as he was letting on, so you found yourself often sitting by the back pond with him as the two of you traded stories about Steve and yourselves.

Though you had originally joked about getting into Bucky's pants, you found yourself seeking friendship from him more than anything else and vice versa. So when you weren't working at the grocery store, you were watching the kids for Laura and Clint or hanging out with Bucky and Wanda. It was no surprise to anyone that the three of you latched on to one another after losing those that you did.

"Hey Y/N," Laura calls out. "Will you do me favor?"

You glance up as she walks out the front door, you and Wanda ceasing your conversation. You grin. "What do you need?"

"Lucky needs some dog food and we need a few bales of hay for the goats."

"Oh. Okay." You look towards Wanda. "Wanna go for the ride?"

She shrugs. "Sure."

"Thank you! You can just put it on the Barton tab at the store," Laura says. "Clint pays it monthly and I've already called ahead to let them know someone was going in to pick up some stuff we needed."

"Got it." Standing up, you pat down your pockets to make sure you have your keys, phone, and some cash. Realizing you have everything, you grin at your sister before walking down the porch steps. As you near your truck, you whistle at Bucky who was throwing knives at a target on the side of the barn. "Hey Buckaroo! We're heading into town. You wanna come?"

He throws the last knife in his hand before he turns to look at you. "Don't call me Buckaroo!" He shouts back as he makes his way towards you.

"Then stop lookin' so darn cute!"

Wanda snorts and you laugh as Bucky shakes his head at you. "One of these days he's going to flirt back and then what are you going to do?"

"Bend myself over the table and let him hit it from behind," you mumble. She snorts harder this time and your eyes widen when you see Bucky start to smirk.

As he nears the two of you, he says, "What did you say?"

"Nothing," you blurt. "Nothing at all. Wanda's just easily amused, is all."

His gaze slides to Wanda, but she shakes her head and doesn't tell him a word. You mentally sigh and praise her for being a good friend, and then you turn to walk towards your truck. Wanda readily heads for the back driver's side door while Bucky walks around to the passenger seat so he's seated next to you.

Once you're seated behind the wheel and the engine is turned on, you take a moment to find a decent song on the radio before driving. It's not too long of a drive and you find yourself pulling up to the local feed store not even three songs later.

Parking and cutting the engine right in front of the store, you turn towards Bucky. You know he's not a huge fan of being out in public, but you rather not have to flirt inside the store to get a helping hand. "Hey Buck, can you do me a favor and load up four of those large rectangular bales of hay and one bag of that dog food right next to it?" You see him tense. "I rather not have to flirt with the boy inside just so he'll help out."

He relaxes then and gives you a nod. "Yeah. Sure."

"Thanks. Just keep watch through the window. Wait 'til I give the signal for you to start loading up." He gives you another nod and you turn around to face Wanda. "Wanna head inside with me?"

Wanda grins and readily opens her door, you and Bucky following right after. But as you and Wanda head inside, Bucky remains by the tailgate of your truck and keeps watch through the large front window as you had said. Inside, Mr. Reeves is waiting by the cash register and keeping an eye on Bucky outside.

"Don't worry, Mr. Reeves. He's with me." Mr. Reeves glances at you, smiling in relief. "I need four large bales of hay and a fifty pound bag of dog food."

Mr. Reeves starts punching buttons on his register. "Alright, sweetheart. Is that going to be all for you?"

"Sure is. Um, Laura asked if you can put it on the tab? Clint will be by at the end of the week."

"Sure thing." You turn towards the window and give Bucky a thumbs up. He turns to open the tailgate and then move towards the bales of hay to start loading up. Mr. Reeves chuckles. "That's a strong fella you got there."

His words make you blush and Wanda giggle, but you can't even reprimand your friend because she is further away than you expected. She's leaning over what appears to be a warming box, hand inside as she smiles down at something you can't see. "Whatcha got there, Red?"

Her smile widens as you hear small chirps. "Ducklings."

You walk over to her, peering inside and your heart absolutely melts. Inside are the cutest ducklings you've ever seen and you know you're done for when you set your hand down inside and one particular little duckling runs onto your palm.

Mr. Reeves walks over, chuckling. "They were hatched a few days ago. All have been looking mighty strong and are ready to go to good homes."

"How much?"

"Y/N," Wanda laughs. "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking this little sucker with me." You pick up your hand, duckling still happily nestled in your palm as you cradle him to your chest and look at Mr. Reeves. "Any chance you have those small plastic kiddie pools?"

"As a matter of fact I do," he muses.

Wanda is giggling the entire time Mr. Reeves gets exactly what you need, you nuzzling the yellow fuzzball to your face. You pay with your own money and sadly hand over the duckling when Mr. Reeves has to box her up. You then carefully take the box from him as Wanda takes the kiddie pool, and you walk behind her as you make your way to the truck.

You have absolutely no regrets about buying the duckling, but you still hide the box as you walk around the truck and open the driver's door. Wanda shoves the kiddie pool into the back with her and Bucky turns so his gaze darts between the both of you- Wanda looking far too amused and you looking a little sheepish as you continue to stand outside the truck.

"What did you do?" He sighs.

"Well we went in to just buy the food," Wanda says, "but-"

"I bought a duck." You blurt. You finally put the box in front of you, on the seat, and you open the lid. The duckling chirps and you beam down at her, picking her up and nuzzling her once more. "I'm gonna name her Flauta." Bucky snorts and Wanda laughs uncontrollably then. "No one tell Laura."

"Gonna be hard to hide her, doll."

Bucky reaches over to take the duckling from you and the sight of him cradling it, holding it up to his face and smiling makes you melt once more. Wanda is staring knowingly at you, but you don't even have the urge to flip her off because you know you're fucked. Instead, you take your phone out of your back pocket and snap a picture.

"That's my new wallpaper."

Bucky doesn't bother admonishing you for taking the picture, so after setting it as your wallpaper you put your phone away and climb into your truck. He holds onto the duckling as you make the drive back to the farm, Wanda giggling every now and then when you glance at Bucky and sigh longingly.

When you make it back to the farm, Clint and Laura are on the porch as the kids play out in the yard. They both stand as you park, their expressions turning suspicious as Wanda hops out of the back with the kiddie pool in tow. You grin as you hurriedly hop out as well, leaving Bucky to carry the incriminating evidence.

You can tell he expected as much as he watches you jog around to his side of the truck, already pointing at him through the opened window. "Bucky bought a duck!"

He shakes his head at you and you blow him a kiss, Clint and Laura then joining you by the truck. "Oh really?" Your brother-in-law muses.

"Yep."

"Mhm." Clint looks to Bucky as Laura bites back a grin. "Buck, what's the duck's name?"

Without missing a beat, he says, "Flauta."

Laura finally laughs. "Nice try, Y/N." As Bucky and Wanda guess how Laura knew, she says, "When we were younger, Y/N did the same thing but with a turtle. She named him Taquito."

"And Taquito lived a long and happy life until we went off to college," you say. "Flauta will live just long, if not longer, here on the farm."

Clint chuckles and then takes the duckling from Bucky. He looks to Wanda and gestures for her to follow him. "Lets go get this little lady all set up. The kids are gonna have a blast."

Laura follows after them, but not before winking at you, and you shake your head as you're left alone with Bucky. He finally climbs out of the truck, shutting the door and then leaning against it. You nervously laugh as he smirks. "You threw me under the bus."

"I couldn't take the chance that they'd make me return Flauta." You pout. "I couldn't send her back, Buckaroo. I'd already named her."

He pushes off the truck, turning you around and laying his arm around your shoulders. For a moment you forget how to breathe. "You're just as bad as Steve."

"Oh whatever." You roll your eyes, grinning as your arm wraps around the back of his waist and start walking towards where Clint went. "Steve got you shot at. I momentarily put you in momma bear's crosshairs." He quietly chuckles. "And besides, I didn't hear you deny it. Admit it, Barnes, I'm growing on you."

"Like a fungus."

You pinch his side. "Oh fuck off." He fully laughs then. "Just you wait, Buckaroo. The day we decide to put sex on the list of things we should definitely be doing, I'm gonna withhold just because you're being an ass."

"You sure about that?" The teasing lilt to his voice suddenly makes you feel at unease. "You sure you won't immediately bend over the table and let me hit it from behind?"

Your face flames, but you can't help but laugh at your earlier words. When you manage to calm down, you can't help but say, "I hate you," as you finish making your way towards your family.

"Nice try, doll, but I'm calling bullshit."

[adrian-the-lonely-writer]

Transitions

A fluffy 'Dean WinchesterXTrans!Male' Reader one-shot where you had come out to Dean, and Dean decided he's going to do everything he can to support you.

“So,” Dean began. His heart was pounding. He rather be facing any number of ghosts and ghouls to avoid fucking this part up. Hell, he’d even take a few demons over this. Anything over these tense emotional moments. Still, he was glued to the bed, hand holding yours. He loved you. He wasn’t going to let anything get in the way of helping you.

“Y-yeah?” You stumbled over your words. You had no idea how your boyfriend was going to handle the news. Tears were threatening to fall over your cheeks as you kept your eyes glued to the floor.

Dean swallowed. Dammit, his brother mentioned something like this in the past. Why couldn’t he remember now? “Well in that case, I suppose we better get you some comfier clothes. C’mon.” He stood up, offering his hand to you. Looking up, you saw that same smile dance across his lips, the same smile you fell in love with. “Wouldn’t want my boyfriend to be uncomfortable.”

Your heart skipped a beat as you jumped into his arms, relief and love washing over you. Dean just chuckled, quietly as he shifted to wrap his arms around you, squeezing you against him. “Thanks Dean…Thank you so much.”

“Of course. You have a different name you like to be called now?”

“Y/N now- I uh, kinda picked it out when I realized I just-”

“Y/N is perfect babe.” His lips left a light little peck at your nose. “C’mon. Sammy’s with Bobby looking for another job, let’s take the day to get you feeling as good as possible, hm? I just had that great poker payout-”

“I thought that was for silver bullets-”

“Pshh. I can win another game or too.” Dean went to smile, but it quickly drooped into a frown. “Your clothes...do they make you feel-” He tried to find the right word.

“Dysphoric? Well I mean a bit. I didn’t exactly have time to choose great clothes when I ran off with you Dean.” Before you could even finish your sentence, Dean was digging through his duffle.

“I was going to drop them off somewhere, they feel a little small.” Dean grinned, poking his head back up. In his hands were an AC/DC shirt and an old pair of jeans. He even pulled out his spare hunting boots. “Might not be the most practical all the time, but we’ll get you some stuff today.”

You tried not to cry once again.

Few minutes later, you found yourself wrapped up in your boyfriend's clothes, in the passenger seat of the car. AC/DC rang out through the speakers. You couldn’t help but smile.

“You...really don’t mind Dean?”

“Mind? Why the hell would I mind?”

“Well you were into me as a-”

“I am into you, period.” Dean smiled a little. “Masculine, feminine, It makes no difference to me. You are still you. So, clothes we’re doing. Not half assed Walmart clothes either, we’re gonna get you some good hunting gear.” You couldn’t help but chuckle a little at that. “Masculine fake IDs from now on, easy enough. Anything else you need?”

“At the moment, I’m not sure...I kinda like what Sam does with his hair so I don’t think I’ll cut it off yet. It isn’t as long as his at the moment anyway.” You giggled at the scrunch in Dean’s nose at the mention of his brother.

“Cute guy with a ponytail never hurts either. Ah. Here’s the shop.”

“Dean this is a mall-”

“Yeah, sporting goods, including guns, bullets, as well as various clothing stores to get you what you need. Plus crowds to blend into. Malls are great Y/N.” He turned into the parking lot, picking a spot somewhere in the middle. “Plus, the impala doesn’t stick out too much here.”

Dean slipped out of his side, opening the door for you before you were even unbuckled. His calloused hand still felt tender as it grasped yours tightly, pulling you towards the store.

Your boyfriend was right after all. The crowds were seamless and the selection would be much greater.

“I’m thinking, we hit the sporting goods store, get some food and supplies. Take our time with it. Then just meet up with Sam and Bobby for the job, sound good Y/N?”

“Sounds perfect Dean.” Your smile was glued to your face as you leaned against his arm walking into the shop Dean had picked. “Is this where you got all your flannels and things?”

“Most of em, yeah. Why? You like that one?” He winked as he saw your cheeks turn a little pink. Sure, you loved the flannel. It made you feel more you, it also smelled like the man you loved more than anything.

“Well it’s nice and warm and-” You tripped over your words again. “Just really nice hunting clothes ya know? Like durable enough you have some protection, it’s also warm enough for nights but I can always open it ya know.”

“Great. So a couple flannels. Some jeans that won’t trip you up. Shirts.” Dean guided you to the clothing area of the store, whipping out his cellphone.

“Dean? Something the matter?” He doesn’t often look at his screen with that much concentration.

“Nope. I was just looking at a size chart.” He matched his screen to a couple of the tags. “These your colors?” He held out some forest green flannel and a black shirt.

“To start with, yeah! Although lighter colors are still nice. I don’t want anything thinking I’m your little brother if I match your style.”

“My style is functional and timeless. Plus, if I had a nickel for everyone who thought Sam and I should-” He scowled as you laughed. You couldn’t help but pick up those books when you saw them. Plus, as prank wars broke out it definitely gave you an upper hand.

“Alright, I concede your style is wonderful Dean.”

“Damn right it is.” He smiled a little. “But I get it, c’mon. Let’s walk around and see what catches your eye.”

The two of you scoured the store from top to bottom. Dean’s arms quickly became laden with fabric as you both approached the fitting rooms.

“Find everything you need sir, and-?” The guy in charge of the rooms spoke.

“Sir.” You introjected. Your heart rate spiked a little. Dean’s hand rested on your shoulder as he nodded to the cashier, as if confirming what you said.

“Of course, right this way. Here is your room, sir.” Without batting an eye the cashier escorted you back to try on your new wardrobe.

“Give 'em hell babe!” Dean called after you, taking his seat. He fiddled with his phone. Sam had finally convinced him to upgrade, and this one had a camera on it.

Quickly, pulse racing, you put on the first outfit of clothes, and slipped outside to model for Dean. Your nerves subsided when met with that goofy grin of his, and you couldn’t help but match it.

“You look amazing.”

“I feel amazing.”

“Wanna try more?” Dean snapped a photo. “That’s gonna be my new cell wallpaper.” You stuck your tongue out to him, a look he cheekily returned.

You went through this a few more times. Different mixed and matched outfits and hunting gear. Dean flirting with you every time you slipped into his sight. Soon you had a week's worth of clothes, with some extras to wear during a wash. Eventually you made it towards the food court, carrying the bags. You both went immediately to the burger stand and sat down.

“Fucck~” Dean’s eyes were closed in bliss. “I forgot how amazing these burgers were.”

“God we ate at gas stations so much I had forgotten food could be juicy.” You were devouring your burger as ravenous as Dean was. Oblivious to the look he was giving you.

Dean just smiled, chewing as he looked at you. It had only been a few months since you were traveling with him. Demon blooded kid like Sammy, you wanted to be able to help. Truthfully you were thankful they accepted.

Dean sometimes kicks himself at night for almost saying no. He had fallen for you, hard, the first time you rode in the back of the car. The way your eyes lit up as his own music started to play. The way you got along with Sam. He had fallen hard. You were perfect in his eyes now as you were then.

“Dean?...” Your voice was quiet, head against the window. After eating Dean had loaded you and your new things into the impala before starting to make your guy’s way to Bobby's place.

The excitement of the day had driven your eyelids to a close by this point. The soft rumblings of the engine were lulling you to sleep. Dean’s hand found yours once more, with a gentle squeeze.

“Yeah babe?”

“I love you Dean…”

“I love you too Y/N.” His words were the last things you heard before finally succumbing to sleep.

Dean drove on, hand never leaving yours. He had found the best boyfriend in the world, and he intended to keep things that way.