#Uhh... no you didn't! Haha...

[hmscritters]

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His greed sickens me. He doesn't need two apples. Look at Soul, happy and content with his one apple. Mind's greed was his downfall.

[licorishh]

no way she's alive ?? yea those mental health breaks because social media makes people suck are wild huh

[breakerbeam]

now it's your life, you'll say "it's all mine"

[dormiloncito]

ok 1 new oc, 3 to go 😚

[godsofhumanity]

Anything in mind for Atum and his relationship with Ra?

okieee ummm yes i DO!! but i feel like i first need to explain my version of the egyptian cosmology myth because, as i said on my previous post, there are SEVERAL versions.

so. in the beginning, there was Chaos. this is like, a state of the world where it's just untamed, uncontrollable energy. and nothing can exist while Chaos exists. entwined with Chaos are the Primeval Waters, which can never really get enough room to make anything solid since Chaos is always destroying/eating everything.

UNTIL. eventually, the Primeval Waters mix in just the right way to produce Atum, who is like, the very First Guy Ever. and the birth of Atum causes the Primeval Waters to split from Chaos; i like the idea of Atum holding back Chaos with their left hand, and the Waters with their right hand.

um. quick sidetrack here-- Atum is neither male nor female... i think they typically assume the form of an old man when they walk so usually in that form, he'd be addressed as a Lord. but anyways, not really relevant.

um. so, then, with their right hand, Atum causes the Primeval Waters, which are pretty RECKLESS and ROUGH, to recede, and this unveils the mound of earth from which Ra is born.

when you think of Ra being born, just imagine it to be like. the very First Sunrise Ever. the whole world was pretty dark and all of a sudden, the most dazzling light you have ever seen emerges from the earth and shoots up into the sky. Ra has no form at this time, he's just a ball of light,,, and he immediately goes up to Chaos because Chaos is trying to destroy all this stuff that's just randomly appeared, and so he takes up his first Battle with the primordial beast, Apep.

and this frees Atum's hand to continue creating. now, while Ra fights, he creates Ma'at to protect the earth. Ma'at is NOT the sky, obviously, but just think of her like this invisible boundary that makes it difficult for Apep to go through and reach Creation. she's ORDER; the opposite of Apep's CHAOS. and she too, like how Ra is really just a ball of fire, she's not conscious; she has no body to walk the earth with yet.

while Ra and Apep fight, Atum creates their first children; Shu and Tefnut who are the atmosphere and moisture, and they create an environment suitable for life to begin to grow.

now the earth erupts; at the mound where Ra was born, a volcano forms and when it bursts, Ptah, the third primordial god who is born without any true parent, is born from the magma-- hence his association with craftsmen and architects;; i think of him as a bit of a blacksmith.

before this time, there's been no talking or anything like that. coz, as i said, all the gods are in their primordial form.. AND, they are nameless. this is super important because in Ancient Egypt, they believed that ren (one's name/identity) was essential for being able to have a soul/move about in the afterlife, etc. and so, for the gods, to not yet have a name is the reason that they are so wild and untamed and a bit chaotic, and they can't really make any other "beings" as such.

but Ptah is the first to speak. and he names himself; he gives himself his own ren, which in the tongue of men is Ptah.. but of course, Ptah wasn't speaking english, he would have had his own primordial tongue which can only be heard by the primordial gods; Ra and Atum. it was not heard by Shu, Tefnut, Ma'at and Thoth because they weren't "conscious". i think any other god who hears the primordial language will idk.. their ears will bleed.. their eyeballs will burn. and a mortal? ha. they will definitely combust.

anyhow... so Ptah speaks first, and he invents language. and he also names Ra and Atum, or at least, he gives voice to the ren and everything else, and this is how Atum and Ra are able to have a form; a physical body.

and then Ra creates Thoth, fully grown. and Thoth invents writing and hieroglyphics, and he records everything that happened.

continuing on, we know other gods get created, i think Ptah creates men, and the gods live amongst mortal men in houses crafted by Ptah.

i also think that, Ra, whose body is made of the sunlight itself, was so bright that he was basically burning up the earth and so Ptah advised him that he would make him a boat, and he could travel through the sky, always moving, so that life on earth could grow but he could still fight Apep-- so that is how the sun came to move around the earth-- remembering obvs that this is how the egyptians thought the sun moved.

OKAY. so that is the bulk of my cosmology myth. i think the important thing here is that in my version, the three "creator" gods, the most powerful guys ever are: Atum, Ra, and Ptah... none of them have parents, and technically speaking, they're kinda at the same level of "rank" but yeah. i think probably Atum is the eldest of them all.

appearance wise, i think Atum usually appears as an old man; wise, sage-like. Ra appears as a young man; the image of a warrior in his prime. and Ptah appears as a middle-aged man; his hands calloused from his craft-making, neither old nor young.

you might see a bit of a Three Fates kinda thing going on there; i think that's what it is with them.

relationship wise, Atum is a jokester. they are the FRIENDLIEST being ever. extremely wise. understands and seems to know the answers to everything. i think Thoth, in particular, really enjoys conversing with Atum.

Atum is not typically engaged with the affairs of the gods or humans... they just walk in various forms across the earth, in peace with it. but when it comes to serious, universe-altering moments, like when Horus challenges Set or the end of the world, then Atum comes down to give judgement.

i've written a lot about Ra previously so i won't repeat. but i think Atum treats Ra as a bit of a kid.. like, Atum makes fun of Ra especially because Ra is always trying to look youthful and act "cool"... but really they have soooo much of respect for each other. even though they're sorta the same age, and both sort of have the same position as Creator gods, i think Ra always calls Atum "Lord Atum". it's just respectful.

Ptah is amongst mortal men most often of the three, and so i think he is the easiest of the three Primordials to get a hold off. he is mostly serious compared to Ra and Atum, and i think he is super engaged with the affairs of men because he is the Prometheus of the Egyptians. he's the one who made them. he also addresses Ra and Atum with the title of "Lord" or "King".

ahhhh so yeahhhh!!!!!!!! basically i think, from Atum comes the royal lineage of the gods, from Ra, creation's protection, and from Ptah, all the tools for those who were created to create themselves... and in through the joint effort of those three, the universe was made!

april 2025 edit: my hc's for Neith and Nun

[krockat]

man.. i needed to practice two songs for a upcoming performance,

and I heard how I was being a bit loud on the first lap of the first one, so i quieted down and was now just rewriting some lyrics and singing quietly whisperedly to make sure it was the right lyrics, melody, rhythm

And i know it's late to sing, like nearing 21:30, but I've heard my neighbors be way louder even on weekdays before.

and also early before 7. either parties, loud fighting, or renovation sounds. ear piercing kind of drilling stuff.

and i am sitting in a room where i know there's no bedrooms right by here too for my neighbors,

and i just heard a neighbor slam something repeatedly from somewhere and real loudly and aggressively scream

"snälla sluta sjunga"

which means "please stop singing" but it has another effect rather than please in english, this please

anyway. that was kind of triggering because one of these songs I made as a kid, and always had to sing quietly so no one could hear, and couldn't show my parents because they would be real gross about it, like, and they are like. both songs standing up to my parents and singing about trauma kind of songs and idk.

i feel crying coming on and it's painful. i'm sorry my inner child. i know how painful this is.

i want to perform this song esp for my inner child's sake. it's hard to make time in the day and yea i don't want to be making noise late of course but. aughggghhhhh

anyway so yea i rly want to move where I can have less neighbors who are disturbed or disturb me when i just need to make music. this isn't okay

[neriyon]

🦝What do they smell like?

( OC Ask List )

Since this has shorter answers, I'll try to do it for all current characters~

Hawu'li: Lilies and baked apples (with plenty of cinnamon). Yulan: Coffee, various flowers and a distinct, metallic scent (like after handling coins for a while) Firn: Chocolate, sandalwood and leather Maito: Milk (*giggle*), orange blossoms Yusui: Peaches and tea N'jinh: Uhhh most likely vaguely of roasted meat/fish? Leather and campfire smoke, too. Naho: Mint with faint side of smoke Chili: Various spices (including chilies), cherries, and a vague, earth-y scent Einn: Forest after rain, blackcurrants, fresh linen Momo: faint, almost nonexistent scent of peach blossoms Leo: Old books and ink, with a faint side of incense

[mypoisonedvine]

𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 | eddie munson x reader

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | based on a request from the lovely @ultraintrovertedgryffindor ; getting stuck in an elevator with his best friend (and secret crush) was absolutely not on eddie's morning agenda, but it leads to one of his most wild fantasies coming to life.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 | 3.8k

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | SMUT (18+ only!! semi-public sex, oral m receiving, kinda pervy eddie but also slightly pervy reader with a balls fixation gee I wonder where that idea came from), best friends to lovers (but very very limited plot haha), pretty much exactly what it says on the tin y'all not sure what to say

Eddie laughed as he pressed his hands to the elevator doors, but it wasn't a laugh of amusement— it was exasperation, frustration, an is this really happening? laugh.

"Soonest we can get a crew out there is uhh... noon?" the voice on the emergency phone informed you.

"Noon?!" you yelped. "It's not even half past eight!"

"What did I tell ya?" Eddie recalled, hanging his head in defeat for a second. "Nothing good happens before ten."

"Just try to stay calm and we'll be there when we can," the operator suggested, like it was so simple.

You didn't even reply to that, just scoffed and hung up.

It wasn't like he'd been looking forward to his GED exam, in fact he'd almost been hoping for a way to put it off or get out of it... but this was definitely not what he was imagining. Of all the elevators to get stuck in, this generic government building where he was supposed to have his big test proctored was probably the most boring option.

He glanced over at you, and stopped himself from making a dirty joke: you heard that Aerosmith single, right? Love In An Elevator?

That probably wouldn't have gone over well. He used to say stuff like that when you were both a little younger, but he'd since given up hope of it ever actually... inspiring anything.  You two were probably better off as friends anyways; or, that’s what he told himself to make it sting a little less.

“Looks like we’ll be stuck in here for a while…” he mumbled instead.  “Did they say what the issue is?”

“Some kind of power failure?” you recalled with a shrug.  “It’s gonna take a while to fix, that’s the important thing.  Do you think they’ll call the fire department?”

“Who knows,” Eddie sighed, leaning against the wall as you sank onto the floor and dropped your head back against the wall.  “I guess we should just try to get comfortable.”

Which was easier said than done, but at least he was stuck here with you— you were generally pretty fun to talk to.  Of course, you weren’t exactly in your best mood due to the circumstances…

At 8:32, Eddie checked his watch.  “I’m officially late for my exam,” he noticed.

At 9, you checked your own; “And I’m officially late for work.  We'll see if I even still have a job when we get out of here," you groaned. "I was on pretty thin ice already."

By 9:14, the stuffiness of the elevator was becoming harder to ignore.  Eddie slipped off his jacket and vest in response to the heat, but resisted the urge to take off his Ozzy shirt. You'd seen him shirtless before, of course, but he figured out would be weirder without the right context.

"Fuck, it's hot in here," you whined quietly.

"I guess the power issue affects the A/C, huh," Eddie noticed.

"You think?" you scoffed, reaching up to unbutton the top of your shirt.

For some reason, he kinda liked when you were condescending like that; of course he loved it when you were sweet like usual, but when you got frustrated and sarcastic and looked at him like he was crazy... for whatever reason, it worked for him. And it was definitely working like never before when combined with your hasty efforts to open your shirt.

He expected you to stop after a couple buttons, but you just kept going, exposing more and more of your chest glistening with sweat. His eyes were glued to it, until you got low enough for him to see a glimpse of your bra, and he coughed as he turned his head quickly.

"Woah, hey, uh--" he stammered out awkwardly.

"Oh whatever, you've seen me in a bikini, it's the same thing," you rolled your eyes.

But it's not the same thing, because you were stripping, untucking the button-up from your tight skirt, fanning your flushed skin...

And he was tugging the crotch of his jeans down a bit when you weren't looking, trying to keep his oncoming boner from being too obvious. 

Leaving your shirt open, you sighed and sat down on the floor, splaying your legs out on the ground.  He could see how uncomfortable you were, and it made him press his lips together while he sighed through his nose.  Though he was a little afraid you weren’t in the mood for any friendly behavior as your frustration and stir-craziness increased, he walked across the elevator and sat down next to you.  “I was probably gonna flunk the test,” he decided.

“What?  No you weren’t,” you scoffed.  “You studied so hard!  I’m really proud of you, you know.”

“Just ‘cause we’re stuck in here doesn’t mean you should get all sappy with me—” he started.

“No— ‘cause we’re stuck in here I’m not gonna put up with you trying to be down on yourself,” you decided sternly with a little glare at him.  “You were gonna fucking ace it, I know you were.  You worked your ass off.  I know you wanted to act like you didn’t care, but you actually got your shit together and did it.”

“You… you helped me a lot,” he mumbled sheepishly.

“Please, I hardly did anything— mostly just kept you from getting too distracted,” you denied, blissfully unaware that he actually found you more distracting sometimes, but never minded it.  “Can you stop being a pussy and just admit you’re actually smart, and dedicated, and more than capable of nailing this?”

He blinked quickly and looked down into his lap, feeling his face warm up— not just from the heat.  How could you be so mean and nice at the same time?  

“And now it’s gonna go to waste, ‘cause of this godforsaken elevator,” you sighed, dropping your head back; a pessimistic end to a pep talk, but he couldn’t blame you.

"Think of it this way: it couldn't get any worse!" Eddie offered with a faux-upbeat tone.

Right then, the lights in the elevator flickered and turned off, plunging you both into darkness. "I fucking hate you," you announced after a short silence.

He heard a whirring sound from somewhere else in the shaft, and a dimmer orange lighting came on inside the elevator; some kind of emergency back-up generator thing, probably. It was enough to see decently well, especially as his eyes started to adjust, but still made it feel like you were both in an even more perilous situation.

“I didn’t sleep enough last night,” you admitted, “I might try to catch up on that.  Maybe if I can sleep this will go by faster…”

“I like that plan,” he decided, even though he was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to do the same.  Eddie had a hard time keeping still and quiet, but he managed to do it so you could get your rest.

He suspected you had fallen asleep when your breathing seemed to slow down a bit— but he knew you had when you limply slumped to the side, your head gently landing on his shoulder.  This happened every once in a while, a sign of how comfortable you were with him. He supposed he should be thankful for it, but sometimes it just made him furious. Because what cruel punishment was this, to have you lay on him like this when he can't put his arm around you and kiss your head and tell you how perfect you are?

The half-boner he’d wound up with earlier when you unbuttoned your shirt had never really gone away, and it noticed your proximity with renewed interest.  Maybe it was just because he was so bored with literally nothing to do but think about you, but his mind kept coming up with all these fucked up ideas based on the eyeful he’d gotten.  

What if you’d taken off your bra as well and let him see the tits he’d been fantasizing about for longer than he cared to admit?  What if this had happened in winter instead and the elevator was brutally cold and you two had to hold your naked bodies together for warmth?  What if that guy on the phone said this thing was airtight and two only had an hour to live and you decided you wanted to go out with a bang, literally?  

He wondered if he’d be brave enough to tell you how he felt about you, if either or both of you only had an hour left.  For better or for worse, this elevator shaft had airflow, so you were more likely to die of boredom than anything.

He shifted slightly, stuck in a somewhat awkward position, but it didn't help much— though thankfully it didn't wake you up, either.  He just wished he could get some relief, somehow.

Obviously, he knew it was a bad idea. But the thing about his dick is it usually talked him into some pretty bad ideas…

He tested the waters with a whisper of your name, but you just kept breathing slowly— you were out cold. Maybe you were even more nervous for him than you'd let on, if you were that underslept.

Reaching up with his free hand, all he had to do was grip himself through his jeans to get some relief; he sighed through his nose, shutting his eyes.

His cock flexed impatiently as he unzipped the jeans as slowly as possible to avoid making too much sound. But god was it worth the wait— as soon as he slipped his hand into his boxers he had to bite his lip, it was so good just to get some attention for his poor, lonely dick.

This was far from the first time Eddie had jerked off to the thought of you. But he was sure he'd never done it while you were this close.

He did it once or twice in your bathroom while you were on the other side of the wall, that was probably the closest he'd come to this before. And that was chump change compared to this-- this was so risky it made his heart race and his hands shake with adrenaline, but it only made him more desperate for whatever reason.

He wouldn't have swiped his thumb through the precum at his slit if he had known how good it would feel— or maybe if he'd known how good it would feel, he would've been able to prepare himself for it. But the anxiety of getting caught had made him even more sensitive, so he hadn't really seen it coming, and when he did it he let out a little moan through his teeth that he couldn't stop.

You stirred again and he froze; when you lifted your head off of his shoulder, he hastily shoved himself back into his jeans, trying to cover up the open fly with the bottom of his shirt.

“Were you… jerking off?” you realized, and he felt sick with fear as his heart raced like never before.

“W-what?” he scoffed incredulously.  “I— are you crazy?”

“Ed,” you warned firmly.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, “I— sorry—”

“Are you that bored?” you mocked with a snort, and he felt even more flushed; it made his cock flex under the mediocre covering of his shirt when you degraded him like that.

“N-no— well, yeah, I just— you put your head on me and I—”

“It was because of me?” you realized, and his mouth fell open.  He hadn’t realized that you hadn’t actually put that together yet; of course he’d ended up just digging himself deeper.

“W-well, uh— I mean, no, no I— well.  Kind of?”

“Kind of, as in…”

“Completely,” he blurted out.

You were quiet for a long time, and he couldn’t see your face well enough to even try to guess what you were thinking.  Although you probably could’ve given him a thousand guesses and he never would’ve guessed what you ended up saying: “You want some help with that?” you offered.

But before he could even answer— not that he really could, he was too busy having a short circuit in his brain— you were reaching for his lap.  And even if his mind was blown, his body knew to just lift his hands up and out of the way and let you do whatever you wanted to him.

You pulled up the bottom of his shirt and sighed a little when you saw his cock, still hard and leaking and curled up against his stomach.  You carefully wrapped your hand around it, and he swallowed thickly, wondering if he was dreaming or something— you were so… soft.

“Like this?” you asked gently, making his hips twitch up into your hand for a second.

“Y-yeah,” he nodded, eyes glued to the way your hand looked wrapped around him.  If only the lights weren’t out, he wanted to see it even better.

He looked at your face, moving your hair a little to make sure he could see you, but from what he could tell your eyes were trained on his lap.

“Fuuuck,” he whispered when you stroked him a bit more confidently.  He wanted to shut his eyes from how good it felt, but he didn’t want to look away from a moment of this in case you, you know, came to your senses and stopped.

“S’really thick,” you said, under your breath, a little bit shyly.  He groaned and ran his hand over your back, trying not to do too much in case it startled you but also totally helpless to how badly he needed you.  “I wonder if I can…”

You trailed off, and before he could decide if he should ask what you were going to say, you 

As soon as you leaned down and put your mouth around him, his back arched and his legs kicked a bit.  “Fuck, baby,” he choked out, melting into the warm feeling of your lips, your tongue— god, he couldn’t believe you were doing this to him.  He actually had to fight the urge to tell you so, to admit how much he’d imagined this; he settled for whining out your name and running a hand over your hair encouragingly.  “S’fucking warm, oh my god—”

You hummed around him, sucking a bit harder, swirling your tongue around the tip; who the fuck taught you that?  It made his chest burn with some targetless jealousy even while it made his cock flex proudly. 

Your hand still gripping the base, you took him a little bit deeper, moaning a little bit once again while you did it.  No way you actually enjoyed this, right?

You pulled your head up a bit— he took his hand away quickly, not trying to hold you down or anything— and just when he wondered if you might stop, you dropped down lower so you could run your tongue up from the very bottom all the way to his leaking slit—

“Jesus,” he laughed thinly, “what are you doing to me, baby?”

“Whatever I wanna do,” you replied— if he was a little braver, he would’ve asked what made you want this, how long you wanted this— but he was more than content to let you do whatever you wanted, so far you had some pretty fucking good ideas.

Your head sank even a little bit lower, and he pushed his jeans down just a bit in case they were getting in your way.  Boy, was he glad he did.  “Fuck,” he gasped, watching in shock as you looked up at him while your tongue ran over his balls.  “Sorry, they’re, uh, kinda sweaty…”

“Even better,” you purred; what the fuck were you doing acting so dirty like that?

“Baby,” he laughed thinly, “is this some kind of claustrophobia-induced psychosis or something?  Who are you and what have you done with my prude best friend?”

“Prude?  That’s unfair,” you laughed.  “Just ‘cause I don’t advertise every dirty thought that goes through my mind doesn’t mean I’m not as much of a freak as you…”

“Freak is an understatement,” he sighed, struggling to keep his voice even when he was literally watching you lick all over his balls like this.  “You’re a proper fucking slut.”

You hummed proudly, eyes getting a little heavier— when you looked up at him like that, he was totally helpless.  “It’s slutty to wanna taste your best friend’s balls?”

“F-fuck, of course it is,” he whined, cock flexing in your hand again when you licked a stripe up between then.

“Well then yeah, guess I’m a slut,” you agreed. 

“G-god, I— I’m gonna—” he tried to warn you, but it happened so fast— it happened the second you started to gently suck on his balls, in fact.  What was he supposed to do when you did that?!  How could he not shoot cum all over his now-definitely-ruined shirt?

“Oh shit,” you giggled— his cock was still flexing and you were already mocking him.

“What— what the fuck,” he began, trying to catch his breath, “made you wanna do that?”

But you were already straddling his lap, pulling up your skirt to your waist.

“F-fuck, baby, I— are you seriously—?”

He cut himself off and whimpered when he got a good look at your panties, the cute lacy kind— and pretty fucking soaked already.

“I-I don’t have a condom,” he warned you, cursing himself inside for finally throwing out the one in his wallet thinking he would never end up needing it.

“Don’t care,” you sighed, pulling your panties aside and guiding his tip right up to your entrance.

“Fuck, that’s—”

He was gonna say it was insanely hot, but you hardly noticed; you were already sliding down onto him, taking him in one motion right to the base.

“Oh fuck!” he nearly shouted, gripping hard onto your thighs.  “F-fuck, you’re so tight, fuck…”

You started moving right away, grinding on top of him for a second before lifting your hips and bouncing up and down.  “Fuck,” you sighed, “so deep…”

Was it wrong that he loved the way you were basically just using him?  You hadn’t even let him finish his sentence, you didn’t ask if he could handle it right after coming— you just started riding him, and far be it from him to complain about that.

“Take this off,” he pleaded, tugging at your unbuttoned shirt and trying to push it off your shoulders.

You helped him get it off, and before you’d even tossed it off to the side he was reaching behind you to unclasp your bra.  The gods of bra clasps smiled down upon him that day, because he was sure he’d never gotten one open so quickly, and if there was any time he really needed it, it was now.

“Fuck,” he groaned when he got a good look at them— not good enough in this dim orange lighting, but it would do— and instantly got a hold of your chest.  You didn’t seem to mind the clammy hands, considering the way you whimpered a little and clenched inside around him.  “God, baby, your tits…”

As much as he’d been waiting ages for a chance to see you naked, he couldn’t deny you looked way too good with the skirt, stockings, and heels still on.  He could already tell this was going to give him a complex.

He ran a hand up your leg as you moved just to feel the silky nylon; god, he hoped you didn’t get fired for the unexplained extreme lateness, if not just for your sake then so that you would keep dressing like this every day.  “So pretty,” he sighed, wondering if you could see in the dark how totally in awe he was of you.

“Oh my god,” you gasped, in that way he’d always imagined you would in a time like this.  Your head fell back and he couldn’t help but reach up and grab your neck— not applying much pressure, just holding you there, just admiring how goddamn perfect his hand looked wrapped around you.  

“You’re so fucking sexy,” Eddie sighed, “fuck, look at you go.”

You smiled a little, he could see it even with your head tilted back like that, and it was just amazing seeing you so… free?  So relaxed and totally shameless, giving in to your pleasure.  But it wasn’t enough: he wanted to see you lose all your composure, he wanted to hear you scream his name, he wanted to make you shake and cry and beg— that was why he grabbed a tight hold of your hips and pulled you down onto him, bucking his hips up to meet you halfway.  It forced his cock even deeper and you yelped a little.

“Not too big for you, is it?” he taunted.

“No, fuck, s’perfect,” you moaned, your voice deep and rough and so fucking beautiful like this.  “Fuckin’ perfect, Ed, o-oh god—”

“Keep saying my name,” he ordered.

“Eddie,” you said, again, but this time all needy and cute; it just made him fuck you harder, biting down on his lip to muffle some of his own noises— he just wanted to hear you.  He pulled you down and hugged you close, keeping you still so he could fuck up into you exactly how he wanted; you moaned right by his ear, fuck it was too precious.  

“I’m already close again,” he admitted with a thin laugh.  “Fuck, look what you do to me.”

You whined louder, clenching on his cock— he seriously did not know how much more of this he could take.

“Wanted you so bad,” he blurted out, unable to stop himself, “wanted this for so long.  Wanted to fuck you— I wanna make you come, fuck, please, please come.”

He felt you nod against his shoulder as you gasped, and he shut his eyes tight, just focusing on his movements and trying his best not to speed up too much just to chase his own high.  He needed you to come more than he needed his own pleasure, even if everything in his body was screaming for a chance to come inside you. “So close,” you panted, “fuck, Eddie, don’t stop— please don’t stop— yes!”

The lights turning back on suddenly startled you both, making him freeze and look around (and squint a little from the brightness), but that was nothing compared to the shock of the doors opening.  Behind them was mostly just concrete, the space between floors, but up top was about two feet of the eighth level, where a crew of firefighters could be seen peering in.

“Are they alright?” someone from the building asked as Eddie scrambled to grab his jacket from the corner and cover you up with it.

“Yeah, looks like they’re doing just fine,” one of the men announced as they broke out in surprised laughter.

[maopll]

"Haha...well I definitely didn't think this through.."

"I can see..."

The situation you are in should be embarrassing for most people. But lil' ol' you here have been possibly the biggest fan for the one you are stuck here with. The good side of you says this is wrong while the bad side is just....'hell yeah'

"It's momentary...trust me! I bet we can figure a way out"

You look around the small and tight escape room. Above was the trapdoor with a little space left, just enough for air and light to enter. It would be fun, they said. Your current predicament says otherwise...not that you're complaining.

"We cannot stay stuck like this with eachother forever. Perhaps you'd have an idea on how to get out." His eyes hadn't met yours during the whole ordeal. Was he embarrassed ?!

"I uhh....Maybe if we shout?" You shout quite loudly for 'help'...fortunately for you no one came

"Heh, guess you're stuck with me forever...can I rest my head?" "...Yes..."

And so it turns into a different seven minutes in heaven session. You noticed how he was more frantic than usual. Was it because your bodies were practically pressing eachother and it was harder to ignore this feeling? Bingo.

Through the faint light coming in, you saw how his cheeks had flushes a pretty shade of pink. His heart too was beating quite loudly since you could hear it because you laid your head close to his chest. You smile to yourself 'thank god, I think he likes me'

....

"Oh my god how did you two end up here?!"

Your friend shrieks as they pull you two up from the narrow space. "That would be my fault I didn't see the trapdoor" you chime as they removed dust and debris from your hair.

"Wait wait I gotta say something to him" you pause your friend's movement and give a small wink, an inside code for the fine shyt.

"So uh... after today's events, would you like to have a little coffee afterwards? My treat!"

He was a little taken aback, with your sudden request, but as he finally realised what you meant by that, he won't admit it but his insides felt a little giddy. A small smile forming at the thought of the next moment.

"We can do that. Wanna hang out at my house sometime?"

© 2024 maopll. do not copy, repost or modify my work in any form

[sunrizef1]

So High School

Pairing: Logan Sargeant x Reader

Warnings: None

Authors Note: This is what the poll was for lol

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user1 🤟

user2 I WANNA GET HIM BACK

user3 I WANNA MAKE MAKE HIM RLY JEALOUS

user4 WANNA MAKE HIM FEEL BAD

user5 queen

user6 💜🖤

user7 THE SHOW WAS SO GOOD

user8 it was so fun 😭

user9 my fav

user10 I was in that crowd 🤭

user11 my favourite girl

user12 💜💜💜

user13 she's so pretty 😍

user14 Miami vibes

user15 y'all see that a couple of those f1 drivers were there

user16 which ones???

user15 uhh idk their names but it was the American one and his little friend

user17 Logan and Oscar?! 😭

user18 ahhhh she's so good 🥴

user19 I didn't get to go 😢

sabrinacarpenter it was so good!! 💜

yourusername thank you sab! 🫶

user20 I had so much fun

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It was so cool to meet you!

Sucked to miss you guys after the show

I'll have to keep up with y'alls races from now on

logansargeant

think we mightve left too soon 😅

we got out fast

Assumed you wouldn't want to talk after the show 😅

yourusername

I would've stayed for y'all haha

I love f1, I was really excited when I got told you guys had tickets

logansargeant

damn now I feel bad 😬

yourusername

Its fine, really!

logansargeant

Let me make it up to you

I'll get you paddock passes

For whatever weekend you're free

yourusername

you don't have to 😅

I'll be okay

logansargeant

I'd love to talk to you again

take the invite

For me 😁

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Fine 😙

I'll check my schedule and text you 😊

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can't wait 🤙

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Where'd you gooooo

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They're giving me team merch lol

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Oscar wants to re-meet you

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I'll be back in a sec

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You better be 🙄

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You're so dramatic 😒

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Rude 😔

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user21 how was the race, queen?

yourusername it was great, double Williams points 🫶💙

user22 she's so cute

user23 WHOS THAT MAN

user24 logie bear???

user25 I know Williams blue converse when I see them

user26 the fit ate

user27 queen 👑

user28 the Aristotle quote lmao???

user29 you know I love a London boy

user30 I don't think that's Logan

user31 delusion manifests itself in a lot of different ways

user32 💙🩵💙

user33 I <3 Logan sargeant

user34 wait who is that

user35 Logan sargeant

user34 and who tf is that

user36 an f1 driver, he went to her concert and she went to his race this weekend

user34 yeahhh I still dk what f1 is but thanks anyway 🫶

user35 I love them so much

user36 Logan crumbs

user37 how did the only two Americans find each other in the very un-american environment lmao

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user40 AHHHHHHHH

user41 I love them so much

user42 OH MY GOD HEY LOGAN

user43 lowk Logan jumpscare at the end there

user44 who tf is that blond man

user44 awwww I love him

user45 songs so cute 😭

landonorris WAIT I KNOW HIM

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user46 no ones ever had me… not like you 🥹🫶

user47 my favourite couple

alexalbon thats my teammate ☝️

yourusername hi Alex. How's lily 🫶

lilymhe im great! 😊 hi y/n, I miss you!

yourusername I miss u 2 lils 💙

user48 I need more Williams x y/n content

user49 royal couple

danielricciardo 🦅🦅🦅

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user50 IM BETTING ON ALL THREE FOR US TWOOOOO

logansargeant marry, kiss, kill?

yourusername all three

user51 YEAHHHHHH MARRIAGE

user52 I've been so used to the European-ness of formula 1 that this, v American, relationship is so jarring

user53 I want that hat

user54 the one post dedicated to her American boy, she wears a Canada hat 🤷‍♀️

oscarpiastri good 4 u

yourusername is this a reference 🤔

oscarpiastri lmao, yes

oscarpiastri genuinely congrats, though 🫶

yourusername thank you Oscar 🫶

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Kid Leo Au: Safety

Part 2

Some memories that Leo is reflecting on:) He misses wrestling with Raph, and when Mikey would follow him around and pretend to be a mini-Leo. But most of all he missed when Donnie would let him lay against his shell.

Anyway, this bit is uhh very sad :) His worries have evolved from clones to like...his family not loving this version of Leo a much as they love 'big Leo'. Haha. Yeah there's a reason I didn't call these intermissions.

anyway I hope you all enjoy~

Kid Leo Au Masterpost | First | Next

[arc-misadventures]

Team JNGR

Where Glynda Goodwitch replaced, Pyrrha Nikos as, Jaune Arc's partner.

~~~

Jaune: Okay... Locker six one nine... six one nine, six one...? Wait? Six one nine...? Upside down it says nine one six?! Is that my actual locker?!

: There are only seven hundred lockers here; Your locker is most six one nine.

Jaune: There are? Oh, then that should be my locker. Thank you...?

: Glynda, Glynda Goodwitch.

Jaune: Jaune Arc short sweet, and the ladies love it~!

Glynda: Do they now?

Jaune: Haha ha haa... No.. But... Well... I hope they will...

Glynda: Well... I wish you the best of luck then.

Jaune: Ha! I'll be using all my luck so I don't die today~!

Glynda: Your enthusiasm while saying that is quite concerning.

Jaune: I hate my life.

Glynda: Noted.

~~~

Jaune: Whoa... That was close. Thanks for the sa... Oh, hi, Glynda!

Glynda: Hello, Jaune. So since I've saved you, does that mean all your luck is used up?

Jaune: Yeah, but there is some good news.

Glynda: That you're not dead?

Jaune: Yeah, well... there's that. But, you stole my luck, and we're now partners! I've got a good luck charm walking around with me now! I'm happy to have you, Lady Luck!

Glynda: Never call me that again, or I'll string you up like a pinata.

Jaune: Okay.

Glynda: Good. So... where are we supposed to go now?

Jaune: Well...

(BOOM!)

Jaune: Towards the sound the sound of gunfire?

Glynda: Alright.

~~~

Ozpin: And, for collecting the, Queen chess pieces, I present to you, Team JNGR, lead by, Jaune Arc.

Jaune: What?

Glynda: Congratulations, Jaune.

Jaune: Uhh... Thanks... Can I have my luck back, Glynda? Cause, I'm going to need it.

Glynda: No.

Jaune: Why not?

Glynda: Because, I'm going to need it to deal with her.

Nora: Whoo! Team JNGR! Let's celebrate with a mountain of pancakes!

Jaune: So she's a little hyper active, that's not going to be a problem.

Glynda: I doubt that...

~~~

: Hello everyone~! I'm Pyrrha Nikos~! I will be your combat instructor~! Let's all get along together, and learn our best with one another's help~!

Jaune: Okay... I'm scared now.

Ren: Why?

Jaune: I have seven sisters, so I know when a woman has a sinister smile. That lady there will rip out your spine, and beat you to death with it!

Ren: That doesn't seem physically possible.

Jaune: But, she could do it with a smile on her face!

Glynda: What? How could you say that?! Don't you know who that is?!

Jaune: Nope.

Glynda: That's Pyrrha Nikos! Seven Time Minstrel Champion! Won the Vytal Festival for, Beacon Academy four Years in a row! Is still on the box of, Pumpkin Pete Cereal since she was a teenager! Does any of that ring a bell?!

Jaune: No, no, and no.

Glynda: What?! You had Pumpkin Pete Cereal this morning, how couldn't you know it was her?!

Ren: To be fair, the girl on the box is a teenager, not a...

Jaune: A mature elegant woman who is a skilled. and seasoned huntress~!

Ren: What, no I was going to say an old lady. Why did you say that?!

Jaune: Ren?! You fool, you've doomed us all!

Ren: What? I'm just pointing out that she's an old laaaaaaaaaaa...?!

(Thud!)

Ren: OW! What was...? Uh oh...

Pyrrha: Hello, Mr. Ren~!

Ren: H-Hi...

Pyrrha: Thank you for volunteering for a one-on-one bought with me, Mr. Ren.

Ren: B-But, I didn't volunteer for anything?!

Pyrrha: Don't worry, Mr. Ren... This old lady will take good care of you! Now hurry up, and get you gear so we may start~!

Ren: Y-Yes, Ma'am!

Jaune: Haa... Ren you absolute fool... You never comment about a ladies age.

Glynda: Oh? Words of experience?

Jaune: I have seven sisters, I know how old they all are, and I know they will kill me if I mention anything about it. Just like how you would kill me if I mentioned anything about it too!

Glynda: What?! Do you seriously think I would do something like that?

Jaune: Yes.

Glynda: What?!

Nora: You can be rather scary at times, Glyn-Glyn.

Glynda: Glyn-Glyn?!

~~~

Jaune: Hey, Ren.

Ren: Hey, Jaune.

Jaune: Have you seen, Glynda? We've got a group project we need to work on, and I want to get ahead start.

Ren: She's in the shower. She said she got rather dirty from her training spar with, Yang.

Jaune: Ahh okay.

Jaune: ...?

Jaune: Where's, Nora?

Ren: She's...? She was just here?

Jaune: Ren, that's a sentence I never want to hear again.

Ren: What? Why are you saying that?

Jaune: Three... Two... One...

Glynda: GAHHH?! NORA?!

Jaune: And, there it is.

Glynda: Nora, get out of here!

Nora: What why can we girls shower together?

Glynda: Get out!

Nora: Come on we can wash each other backs, and compare breast sizes.

Glynda: We will not do such a thing!

Jaune: Okay, Ren we're leaving!

Ren: Ahh come on, we can just put our headphones on, and...

Nora: Ohh~! G-Cup? Nice~!

Glynda: NORA?!!

Jaune: WE'RE GOING NOW!!!

Ren: Whoa, hey?!

~~~

Jaune: Glynda, can I have my 'luck' back?

Glynda: What happened this time.

Jaune: I tried asking, Weiss out to the dance we're having.

Glynda: And?

Jaune: She laughed in my face...

Glynda: She what? You didn't use the guitar did you...?

Jaune: No, you broke it after, Nora used it to wake you up.

Glynda: Oh... Well... She deserved it, she woke me up at three in the morning.

Jaune: I'm not angry at you.

Jaune: Anymore...

Jaune: I'm just pointing it out that you broke it.

Glynda: Okay... So why did, Weiss laugh at you?

Jaune: "Hahaha~! You seriously think someone such as me would ever go out on a date with someone like you?! Hahaha~!"

Glynda: ...

Glynda: S-Seriously...?

Jaune: Yep.

Glynda: That's horrible.

Jaune: I've had worse.

Glynda: You've had worse?!

Jaune: Been stood up. Been cheated on. Had drinks thrown on my face. I was used as a, Trojan Horse to get to my sisters. And, been laughed at.

Glynda: Seriously...?

Jaune: Girls often say that the worse thing that can happen is that the girl say is, 'no.' Girls don't understand how vicious they can be...

Glynda: Well... I'm sorry to hear that...

Jaune: Ahh... whatever... I guess I'll have to ask someone else.

Glynda: Oh, so... who are you going to ask?

Jaune: I don't know... Maybe, Yang?

Glynda: If you want to... You could go with me?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Y-You want to be my date at the school dance?

Glynda: N-N-N-No! J-Just your dancing partner! It's... it's not a date...

Jaune: Oh well... Thanks! I'd like that, Glynda. Even if we're teammates, it's still better than flying solo.

Glynda: Yeah... Solo...

~~~

Ruby: Hi, Jaune!

Jaune: Hey, Rubes.

Ruby: How are you doing, Jaune?

Jaune: I'm fine, just waiting on my dancing partner. What about you, you look like you're about to fall over.

Ruby: I AM?! Weiss forced me to wear these silly lady stilts! I can barely walk in these...?! These?! Torture shoes?!!

Jaune: You just need to wear them more, and break them in.

Ruby: NEVER!

Jaune: Pff haha!

Ruby: So, you have a date? Who!

Jaune: Well, no I don't have a date. But, Glynda said she'd be my partner at the dance, so... dancing partner.

Ruby: Sounds like a date.

Jaune: It... It does...

Ruby: Then why are you say you're waiting for your date, but waiting for your, 'dancing partner.'

Jaune: We're teammates, partners. I don't want to mess up our bound by making it... romantic.

Ruby: That... makes sense.

Jaune: Yeah, so viewing things in this light will prevent such things from happening!

Jaune: That is until I see her in her dress...

Ruby: What are you talking abooooooooooo...?

Glynda: H-Hey, Jaune.

Ruby: How can they...? How is it...?

Jaune: How... Glynda you look... you look gorgeous.

Glynda: T-Thank you, Jaune. You look good yourself.

Jaune: Aww come on, I'm just wearing my school uniform, you're the one dressed like a queen.

Glynda: Oh?! Well... S-Shall we head to the dance floor now?

Jaune: Shall we then, Lady Luck?

Glynda: What did I say about calling me that?

Jaune: Just let me have this one.

Glynda: Oh alright.

Ruby: ...

Ruby: Are they secretly dating, or what?

Nora: No, but by the end of the school I'll make sure they are!

Ruby: Oh. Need a hand with that?

Nora: Yes!

~~~

Glynda: I'm sorry, Miss Nikos! We tried to stop, Nora but she was too fast!

Pyrrha: I am accustomed, thanks to my coworkers... to dealing with caffeine highs. However, I have never seen one as destructive as this one.

Glynda: Ah ha... yeah that's...

Pyrrha: Miss Goodwitch.

Glynda: Yes, Ma'am?

Pyrrha: Please use your semblance to clean up this mess, I will deal with, Miss Valkyrie.

Glynda: Yes, Ma'am!

Pyrrha: This is the fourth times, Miss Valkyrie has caused such an... incident. I have already told your team leader, Mr. Arc to keep an eye on her. Do make sure that this doesn't happen again.

Glynda: Yes, Ma'am!

Pyrrha: Good, now if you'll excuse me.

Glynda: ...

Glynda: GRRR!

Glynda: This is ridiculous! Every time, Nora goes on one of her caffeine, sugar high destruction sprees I'm the one getting in trouble! And, being told to fix it as well! What am, I her mother?! I'm too young to be a mother!

Jaune: You'd be one hell of a milf then.

Glynda: What?

Jaune: What?

~~~

Glynda: Ow! Owowowow!

Jaune: Hang on, hang on... I got you.

Glynda: Ahh shit... fucking, Chimera's...

Jaune: You're okay, you're okay, I've got you.

Glynda: I fuck up...

Jaune: No, no you didn't.

Glynda: I should have watched my footing otherwise I wouldn't have fallen down like that...

Jaune: No, it's no one fault. We took down the, Chimera we just didn't think the landing would be so violent. We all got knocked over, so you twisted your ankle that's no biggy.

Glynda: A sprained ankle broke my aura!

Jaune: Which is why I am giving my dear partner a piggyback ride until we reach the evac ship.

Glynda: I-I can walk, you don't have to do this!

Jaune: Only if you want to break it.

Glynda: But, I...?!

Jaune: Glyn... I'm your partner... please let me do this for you.

Glynda: Oh... Okay...

Jaune: Alright, lets get going then.

Glynda: T-Thank you, Jaune...

Jaune: Think nothing of it, Glyn.

Glynda: But, don't say anything about my breasts pushing against your back...

Jaune: Hmm? Did you say something?

Glynda: NOTHING!

~~~

Nora: Whoo! You did it! We're in the finals!

Jaune: Thanks guys. That was a tough one.

Ren: You okay, Glynda?

Glynda: Yeah... just realizing that I still have a lot to learn.

Nora: So, Jaune, are you ready to take the championship trophy for, Team JNGR!

Jaune: ...

Jaune: What?

Ren: You'll be fighting the in the finals for, Team JNGR. Didn't we tell you that?

Jaune: No?!

Ren: Oh... Well you are.

Jaune: Why me?! I thought we agreed to send, Glynda to fight in the finals, not me?

Nora: I have no memory of such a thing.

Ren: Well, that was the plan, but...

Glynda: I barely held my own out there. I'm not nearly as good at close quarters combat as I need to be to win this. You're the best duelist in our team, if anyone of us can do it, it's you, Jaune.

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Haa... Okay... Okay, I'll do it.

Nora: Yay!

Ren: We're counting on you, Jaune!

Jaune: More like dodging responsibility...

~~~

Jaune: Okay... any moment now...

Glynda: Are you nervous, Jaune?

Jaune: What? What, I'm not nervous at all! I'm just bearing all the weight, and expectations of our team to win this competition! I'm not. I'm not nervous at all?!

Glynda: Jaune, Jaune! Look at me... You can do this. Okay? You can do this! You are a brave, wise, and tactically minded person. If anyone can win this for us, it's you, Jaune.

Jaune: I just... Ughhh.... I'm not someone who does these competitions. I've never had any good luck with these things before. I always loose, at best I do is third place. So... I can't help, but be nervous of all of this. I'll do it! But... Gods I am so nervous!

Glynda: Oh well... would you like some luck...?

Jaune: Pff... Even if you gave me my luck back, I don't think I'll be able to win this with my luck.

Glynda: What if... What if I gave you some of my luck too?

Jaune: Ohh? What's this? Lady Luck is gracing me with her divine presence?

Glynda: Lady Luck?

Jaune: Oh crap! That's right, you threatened to hang me up like a pinata, and beat me with a stick!

Glynda: I didn't threaten to beat you up with a stick!

Jaune: You threatened to tie me up like a pinata, the being hit with a stick was implied!

Glynda: Oh well... I... I.. I don't really mind if you call me, Lady Luck...

Jaune: You... You don't?

Glynda: Only if its you! I don't mind being your, Lady Luck.

Jaune: O-Oh... Okay... That's umm... T-Thank you, Glynda. Or, rather... My, Lady Luck.

Glynda: Your, Lady~?

Jaune: Oh?! Well that's just...?!

: And, the representative of, Beacon Academy from the legendary Team JNGR in the finals! Jaune Arc!

Jaune: Ahh shit! I gotta get going!

Glynda: Jaune wait!

Jaune: What is it, I got to...?! Mph?!

Glynda: Ta-Aahhh~! For luck~!

Jaune: G-G-Glynda?! You just...?! Your lips?!

: Jaune Arc? Hello?

Jaune: I-I gotta go! But, we're having words after this!

Glynda: Good luck, Jaune~!

Jaune: The fuck is going on?!

Glynda: ...

Glynda: EEEEE~!!!

Glynda: I did it! I did it! I finally did it!

Coco: ...

Glynda: ...

Coco: ...

Glynda: Uhh... H-Hi, Coco... w-what's up?

Coco: You've got a thing for, Bunny Boy eh?

Glynda: Y-Yes...

Coco: Nice.

~~~

Jaune: Whoo! We did it!

Glynda: We won!

Jaune: Vytal Festival Champions!

Glynda: Champions!

Jaune: AH HA!

Jaune: Ahh! Ahh... Uhh...?

Jaune: Glyn? Where's, Nora and Ren?

Glynda: Oh? They're out in the town.

Jaune: When will they be coming back?

Glynda: Some time tomorrow.

Jaune: Tomorrow? But, why aren't they come back here.

Glynda: Because, unlike you, Nora can get a hint.

Jaune: And, that hint is?

Glynda: Ahh... you adorable dork~!

Jaune: What did you just...?! WHAA?! Ooph! Glyn, what are you...?! G-Glynda...?

Glynda: Well? How's this for a hint, Jaune~?

Jaune: Oh Gods...

Jaune: But, why. I know we've said some... flirtatious remarks to one another, but I just thought it was playful banter... You actually like me?

Glynda: Well... I thought you were a bit of a dork, and bumbling idiot when we first met...

Jaune: Fair...

Glynda: But, I got to know you; To see how you act under pressure. How you lead us all into battle. How you will comfort us when we are under stress. I saw a man that I was someone that annoyed me, to someone I liked, to someone I admired, to someone I loved.

Jaune: You love me...?

Glynda: With all my heart.

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Well, it's good to hear that...

Glynda: It is...?

Jaune: Yeah, because I love you too, Glynda.

Glynda: Y-You do?!

Jaune: I really do. I never wanted to say anything, or do anything... I-I was scared that if I did anything I would ruin everything we made. I don't think we would do well with four more years of school if we hated each other.

Glynda: That would be quite difficult...

Jaune: But, now that I know my, Lady Luck desires me... I will make sure she knows how deep my devotion is for her...

Glynda: Then show me. My, Viliant Knight~!

Jaune: As you desire my, Lady Luck~!

~~~

Epilogue

~~~

Yang: So, Goldie~!

Glynda: Yang?

Yang: So you, and lover boy finally got together?

Glynda: Yeah?

Yang: So tell, how luck...?!

Glynda: If the next words out of your mouth mention anything about me being my boyfriends, Lady Luck, and involves the word, 'lucky.' I will hang you upside down, and dunk your hair into a vat of neon green hair dye. Understood?

Yang: ...

Yang: O-Okay...

Glynda: Good.

Blake: But, how big is he?

Glynda: Okay, neon pink for you.

Blake: W-W-Wait... NO?!

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I did it! Glynda, and Jaune just like I said. @lar-mx

[these-posts-arent-real]

Oh StarClan... your dash has turned into warrior cats again.

#sorry <3 #this one has parts that are based off of that #one post rhats like "if there were cat-people #do you think calico tboys would try to dye over their patches"

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Me & Night (my mate)!!!

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:O Kip's mate has finally been revealed!!! And his name is Night? Cooool.

🍲 ex-thundrclan-kipper Follow

Yeah haha. Technically his full name is Night Hunter, Bringer of Darkness, but it feels so weirdly formal calling him that, so I usually stick to just Night.

#life #kittypet #collar tw #cw collars #id in alt text

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I find it really funny when I see cats on here vaguepost about big blogs. Like cmon mouse-brain everyone here knows who you're talking about. Just say their name.

#this is about that one mommy blogger shitting on kipper the kittypet #btw #in case some of you couldnt tell #would be funny if it wasnt so stupid

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Hahaaaaa.... my mother found out ive been slowly dyeing my ginger patches black...

🪺 robbbinpaw Follow

Why would you do that??? Being a tortie is so cool, I wish I had ginger patches! They're so pretty, why do you want to get rid of them???

🥬 rxttencatmint Follow

Uhm. Gender dysphoria??

Like. I know cis male tortoiseshells exist but they're so rare that most cats take one look at me and go "oh, tortie, must be a girl" and that hurts.

🪺 robbbinpaw Follow

OH STARCLAN im so sorry Rot i wasnt even thinking about you being trans, I probably sounded really insensitive... I do understand what you're saying now.

Didn't even ask, how did your mom take it? Does she know why?

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You're fine <3 I get it. And no, she uh.. has no clue why I did it, she thinks I'm in my "emo phase" or something.

🐍 xviper-the-fagx

Uhh unrelated but what do you use to dye your fur?? Asking for... science...

#"science" meaning i am also a tortie tboy #well technically i'm calico but ykwim

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🔁 🦋 lalala-bluegaze Follow reblogged

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I can't be the only one here who thinks it's unfair to allow kittypets on this site. Posting pictures of themselves and their mates inside of the twolegplace, influencing the young kits on this site to abandon their Clans... surely everyone else sees the problem with this as well.

This is Clanblr, not "Kittypetblr". This was specifically made as a space for Clan cats to connect, not for kittypets to push their lifestyle on us.

They're going to convince our kits to abandon their home and their belief in StarClan just for a more secure life.

#EXACTLY #I only recently found out ex-tc Kipper was a kittypet #it was so upsetting to me because i've always loved his wood-scratch art #to find out he's a clan-abandoner was so saddening

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🔁 🐍xviper-the-fagx reblogged

🌻 l1llyst3m Follow

The recent drama surrounding Kipper the Kittypet is sad and I hate that he's being bashed just for existing, but it's also incredibly stupid. I believe the cat who wrote the original post said something like, "it's CLANblr, not KITTYPETblr," and then something about belief in StarClan and I just... do you even realize how many Clanblr mods are non-Clan and/or don't believe in StarClan?

To name a few, @s-t-a-r-burning is former WindClan now rogue & openly an atheist, @theshadowhaseyes has been a kittypet his whole life, and @ssuunnrraayy-p has made zir entire blog about how ze travels from one Clan to another & doesnt consider zimself a Clan cat. Those are all mods. "It's clanblr no-" shut up. Just shut up.

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🧷 name-lists-by-theme

Theme: Water

as always, these work as either part of your name, but they are intended as the first part!

-Abyss

-Bay

-Bog

-Cove

-Creek

-Current

-Dew

-Fog

-Lagoon

-Lake

-Marsh

-Mist

-Pond

-Pool

-Puddle

-Rain

-Shallow

-Sleet

-Spray

-Splash

-Storm

-Stream

-Torrent

Keep reading

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I think a lot of cats put way too much emphasis on the parts of the warrior code that dont matter, and forget the parts that do, like "feed elders and kits first" and "never neglect a kit in pain or danger"... I feel like those are significantly more important than "a warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet," but maybe that's just me.

#berry yaps #I'm irritated by the kittypet drama going on on this site

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🔲 sag3-chas3s-squirr3ls-deactivated

I feel like we don't talk enough about how SkyClan got chased out of their own territory during a time of crisis rather than all of the Clans trying to make room for everyone...

I mean, seriously. I know it's taught to all SkyClan apprentices, but I've talked to some of my friends from other Clans and they just. Didn't know that. They were never taught that the other Clans allowed SkyClan to be chased out due to territory loss.

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:/ im pretty sure the whole thing about skclan being kicked out of their territory is just a conspiracy theory

🔲 sag3-chas3s-squirr3ls-deactivated

Imagine trying to tell a cat that they don't know their own Clan's history 💀

#ohh i finally found it again #that 1 fucker trying to say that skyclan's history is a "conspiracy theory"

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🌱 dirtdigger-23 Follow

:/ I do not like being stuck on the wrong site.

[asheyxash]

i meant it when i said i wanted to be more than friends

pairing: childhood friend wonwoo x reader troupe: childhood friends to lovers genre(s): pure fluff (might be sm worse compared to my other fics since i'm not good at writing fluff and this fic will only give awws so i'll try my best:) warning(s): like two swears/curses in the whole thing word count: ~2.5k summary: it's simple, they both like each other in a way friend's wouldn't. yet, neither wants to make a move, scared that if they face rejection, it would break their childhood long friendship. being the man he is, wonwoo suddenly confesses his feelings on a random tuesday night while they watch a movie, and, let's just say neither of them will be paying attention to the movie after that, because what's supposed to be their weekly movie night, turns into their weekly make out session.

work all mine, no reposting without creds, no stealing of published work, copyrighted:D

the both of you sit comfortably together on the wide sofa that could fit perhaps five, or even six people. maybe a little too comfortable, because the way you two are squeezing next to each other leaving that much room on the other side of the sofa is already a sign. a sign that you two might just be more than what you are now. a sign that the both of you have developed something for each other. a sign you both notice yet goes unnoticed.

you and wonwoo are sitting together, hands fighting over that one small bowl of popcorn as you both try to enjoy and focus on the movie you are watching, although you both know no one is really paying attention to it anyway. you take an opportunity to steal a glance at him, and you try to hide your blushing cheeks. you had always acknowledged that your childhood best friend was handsome, even from young, but you didn't expect that he would grow up this fine. you put your hands over your mouth, stifling a giggle when he puts his hands over yours to pull your hands away from your mouth. concerned, he asks, "y/n, are you okay? what happened?" you chuckle, hiding the fact that your heart was pounding faster and faster. "no, no wonwoo i'm fine." you flash him a quick smile you swear wonwoo's face turns reddish at, as he looks at you directly, ignoring whatever exciting action scene was happening. "why are you laughing? is there something on my face?" he asks, so serious you can't take him seriously at all as you fully burst into a pit of laughter, making wonwoo more confused than ever. "no wonwoo, HAHA," you wheeze, "there's nothing on your face, just looks perfect as usual!" he lets out a cough at that as you freeze, your smile faltering and your words shaky as you continue slowly, nervousness coursing through your veins. "uhh i mean, it looks like how it normally looks like...uhm, yeah, so back to the movie!" you clear your throat, hoping to switch the topic as you shift awkwardly in your seat. wonwoo places a reassuring hand on your shoulder which makes your nerves calm down instantly, yet a new wave of 'freaking out' was fully hitting you as you gulped. he had done this multiple times since you were kids, but why were you feeling butterflies in your stomach when he did it now?

"phew...there's nothing on my face, i can't imagine all the things you would do to blackmail with yet another unflattering photo of me." he sighs, obviously unaware of the nerve-wrecking tension filling the room as he stretches back and yawns, his arm unknowingly sliding over you. real smooth, you smirk to yourself as you jokingly smack him before retorting, "i do not take unglam pics of you!"

he shoots you a look that instantly makes you know you lost this one so you can only sink back down and shut up as he continues. obviously taking granted of the power he had over you right now. you glare at him, slamming the bowl of popcorn on the table, your voice playfully annoyed, "why do you even ask anyway?" he huffs, crossing his arms over his chest as if defending himself before whistling, "well, you keep looking at me when there's a whole movie playing right in front of you."

you feel as if time has stopped for a moment as you know your face is burning up hotter than the sun. sensing that you were uncomfortable, he immediately breaks the silence with a forced laugh, "i was just joking y/n, i mean, who wouldn't want to stare at this masterpiece? i was born with the visuals, the whole world can see that!" he arrogantly and overdramatically starts showing off his looks as you scoff, "who would want to look at an ugly face like yours?" but the twinkle in your eyes told him everything wonwoo needed to know as he nudges your shoulder, "oh just admit you like the view...speaking of that, the view's pretty good today up here hmm?" he puts his hand as if searching for you before looking down at you and patting your head, "still taller than you seventeen years later, ha!"

if looks could kill, jeon wonwoo would be dead right now, but you knew he was right. he was handsome. so fucking handsome. you simply roll your eyes in disbelief and snatch back the popcorn bowl , shoving an insane amount of popcorn in your mouth. "you didn't deny it, silence is still acceptance!" he dances around in glee, his moves so stiff and robotic you can't help but laugh. this unfortunately causes you to choke on the food as he rushes to your side and pats your back gently and slowly, handing you a cup of water right away. you thank him, feeling the heat rush to your face as a bright grin is plastered across your face.

"uh look at the movie! the guy finally asked her out!" you call out, changing the subject yet again, finally turning your attention back to the movie as you whip your head around, not realising your words have snapped wonwoo back to reality. as the two of you sit in silence watching the movie, with only the occasional sounds of you chewing the popcorn or the fan whirring in the ceiling heard, you take a quick glimpse of wonwoo seated with one leg crossed over the other, his glasses dangling on the bridge of his nose. this brought you back to seventeen years ago, when you were 6 and next door neighbours with jeon wonwoo. you remember the first time you saw him, you remember how you were so judgmental even back then and how you definitely judged the bright orange and blue rubber glasses he always wore, and a part of you today is still thankful he had chosen to replace that hideous pair with a new pair of pain black metal glasses when he turned ten. you rememvber how he had always been there for you, how he would always make sure you would get the grape ice popsicle, your favourite and not the orange one (he would be stuck with eating the orange ones although he didn't ever tell you he hated orange as well), because while the aunty who owned the convenience store had a kind heart to give them whenever you walked by, she didn't know that you detested orange. you remember all the times he had stood up for you, helped you with homework when you were falling behind, made sure you got home safely after school even though you kept complaining he was being too overprotective, and all the fun experiences you shared with him- the numerous school trips to museums and factories, the holiday trips to the beach and the art and craft and food workshops.

you never noticed until now just how much wonwoo cared for you and would constantly go out of his way just for you. he was basically as green flagged as a forest, checking off every box in your list of things to look out for in men for your type, but you weren't going to tell him that of course. if he did not think of you that way, you sure as hell did not want to risk distancing your seventeen year long friendship over one stupid love confession in the middle of a movie on a random tuesday night. you fidget around with your fingers, the hundreds of thoughts still running through you mind when wonwoo's deep voice interrupts your thoughts.

"you know y/n...i uhm, uh, really like this movie, especially the parts where uh it is just scenes between the male and female lead... i think, think they make a great couple." wonwoo suddenly says, his random conversation starter catching you off by surprise as you reply, "there you go again with those out of nowhere weird conversation beginners! you're an introvert after all..." you are about to turn your attentiveness to the movie when his next words stop you in your tracks. "wait y/n, i'm being serious. uh i loved the part where the guy asked her out." his tone was intriguing and unwavering, making curiosity overwhelm you from how you could not feel anything from his words. you raised an eyebrow, bewildered by the way wonwoo was acting, and you had to admit you were getting slightly creeped out.

"uh wonwoo? i don't see where this is going..."

"oh god y/n are you dense? i like you, okay? uhm i think we'd make a great couple, just like the people in the movie..." his words are blurted out in a rush you gasp in shock, trying to process the information your brain had just heard.

"w-what? o-oh, we're doing thi, this now, o-okay." you stammer, waiting for wonwoo to continue as he takes a deep breath and you can already see a lump of bile rising in his throat as he tries to swallow it down. he clicks his tongue, fixing his eye contact directly on you. with his gaze fixed on you, your heart is thumping wildly, as he finally speaks.

"okay that was so bad. let me just get a hold of myself. um y/n? we've known each others for years, so well, i couldn't help but fall head over heels for you a few months ago. i'm not sure if you feel the same, but i like you, i love you in fact, and i've totally fallen in love with every part of you- your confidence whenever you speak, your voice so strong, firm and daring with no fear, your looks because i've never met a more gorgeous woman other than you y/n, your personality so outgoing and fun you never fail to bring a smile to my face whenever we hang out. i love how you always put in the extra effort in anything that you do and would instantly dive at the change to go the extra mile for someone. someone so unique and special like you y/n i've never seen before, and since we practically grew up together, i know one thing- y/n at 6 years old is still the same y/n at 23...i'm so sorry to say this all out on a random tuesday night, but i've been keeping this in forever, and with everything that happened earlier, i had to let it all out...so in conclusion y/n, just like the scene we watched, i love you a lot jang y/n, and i want us to be more than friends". his confession spills out slowly but surely, each word hitting you with surprise and disbelief to know he also felt about you that way. at his last words, he immediately downs a glass of water, so many beads of perspiration formed on his forehead it is visible as day as you take in deep breaths.

the silence is fucking deafening.

you stare at a very anxious wonwoo he looks as if he might pass out any second and you don't blame him as you grab his hand and put them on yours, allowing them to hold your hands. his grip is so tight you clench your teeth discreetly as you start as well, sincerity and warmth in your tone. "i've been waiting for this, for you, for so long...i like you too you know? i've had the fattest crush on you ever since that one day you pulled up to my house in those polished, black glasses with the black shirt covered by the designer denim jacket and shorts, no but are we even going to talk about when you removed the jacket and i practically was admiring you sleeveless argh? uh, um, anyway, i'm going to be so honest and tell you that i love you, i do, but i was scared. scared that if i said anything and you didn't think of me as more than a friend that it would ruin our friendship, and i didn't want that because that wouldn't be fair to you, to me, to either of us, so, so i kept quiet."

wonwoo doesn't say anything for a moment, as your blood pressure is rising as the clock ticks by, what is only a few seconds is seemingly an eternity and you don't realise you have been holding your breath.

wonwoo looks up, grabs your waist and pulls you practically on top of his lap, before leaning in to give you a light, quick kiss on the cheek. this makes you rooted to the ground (or in this case, wonwoo's lap), frozen like a statue but you don't pull away. god, you've been dreaming of this moment since forever. you let him mark your face with his sloppy kisses, before joining him and presses yours onto his harshly, the two lips crashing against each other as you swing your hands over his nape and he holds you by the waist. neither lets go, and the two of you fall back on the sofa, panting to catch you breath.

"i'm gonna assume that we're together now?" wonwoo asks after a while but you shoot him a frown.

"how can we be dating if you haven't asked me out yet?" you pouted, stomping your feet on the ground childishly that only somehow makes wonwoo call you 'cute'. what part of that was, cute? he was true to his word. he was head over heels for you.

wonwoo pecks your lips again, stronger and with more confidence this time, and you don't hold back either. he asks cheekily, "do you want me to ask you out like the guy did to the girl in the movie?" you don't answer, your lips still on his but you nod, flashing him a smug smile that clearly takes him back in surprise because he certainly was not expecting that.

"okay then, here we go. dear y/n, you are the love of my life, and i don't want to spend it with anyone other than you. we've been through so much together, we've fought, we've laughed, we've cried, we've smiled. we spent nearly our whole lives together side by side, and i want to continue doing that with you by my side. so, if ou would say yes, would you like to go out on a date with me?" he gives you a big smile, straightening his arms out for you to jump into his embrace before engulfing you into a hug so tight you can barely breathe. he kisses your forehead, resting his chin on your head as he continues, "i guess that is a yes. i have my first official date!"

you plant your lips on his to shut him up as you respond, "that is the cringiest shit i've ever heard." he shrugs his shoulders at this, probably too happy to care. you're actually really sweetened by his confession, not like you would let him know of course. the two of you lay on each other in the middle of the sofa, only the continuous audio of what seems to be a never ending movie playing in the background. that is, until wonwoo breaks the peace in the air.

"see y/n, i meant it when i said i wanted to be more than friends!" his words are light, but you won't ever forget them.

[mocchii-writes]

Hiiii! Could you do a Thanos x reader where the reader has a really shitty ex who’s in the games and is being cruel to her and Thanos just straight up wipes the floor with him?

Bonus points if he also gets him eliminated in the next game haha

In the Storm, I Stay Clear

Paring: Choi Su-bong (Thanos) x fem!reader

Summary: After your ex is unfortunately in the games, but Thanos doesn't hesitate to do you a favor.

Words: uhh a few

Warnings: Swearing, bullying :<

A/n: Grr, I know this is short, but I have a lot of req rn. I'm sorry ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

You really thought your day couldn't get any worse. You were practically kidnapped, stripped of your belongings, and thrown into a concrete cage with hundreds of other people. But luck had decided to leave you in the dust, apparently. You had survived the Six-Legged Pentathalon with little to no struggle, though it was totally jarring. You're trying to relax when you hear a chilling sound.

"I didn't know there was a rat problem here. Though I wouldn't put it past this place." It calls. You freeze. Why was your ex here? Your mind flows a tsunami of thoughts through you before you organize them and respond.

"Get lost, I don't want to talk to you." You think it seems direct enough that he'll scoff and leave, but that's really your mistake.

"Why so aggressive? The past is the past! C'mon, ease up!" By now, he's walked around to look at you. You simply continue eating your food, easily ignoring what he says and sniffling a laugh. "Hey!" He snaps, dropping his cocky demeanor. "Who the fuck do you think you are?"

You can't catch yourself when you let your guard down for a second. He swipes his hand across your tray, knocking the food down and onto the floor. It rattles with a loud clank that turns eyes to you two. He smirks and looks back at you.

"This isn't over, bitch. Do you think you can just run away from your problems?" He steps closer, lowering his voice as you keep your face stone. "I'll make sure you know what it feels to be hurt." He says. It's a stupid threat. It's much too vague to be taken seriously, and he looks really dumb at this angle. You snicker at him, which is a mistake, apparently.

You hear the gasps before the stinging on your face, but you're not surprised. He winds up to slap you again, but he's jerked by something. You finally lift your head back up to see him, but it's not him you see.

It was Thanos, though that's probably not his name. He had made himself quite popular, and you wouldn't deny the fact he had the face for fame. He's holding your ex by the collar, pulling him to look at his face. He mutters something you can't hear, and swiftly lands a punch straight to his jaw.

Unsurprisingly, your ex stumbles to the ground, rubbing his jaw as he starts to get up. He's stopped, though, by a hard kick to his gut. He groans in pain as Thanos stomps onto his hand. Thanos pulls him back up.

"You clearly never learned how to treat women, no?" He says lowly, the boy shaking his head quickly, muttering apologies. "Don't apologize to me, bitch." Thanos twists your ex's shoulders around and you're face to face with him again, only this time he's pathetic.

"I'm... sorry..." He whispers, looking down at his hands, bruising quickly. This was a sight you would surely never forget. You smile, tilting your head.

"I can't hear you." You coo, laughing at his state as he mutters another louder apology. Thanos throws him back to the ground before fixing his hair and approaching you.

"Senorita, you know I'd never treat you like that if you were mine, yeah?" He says, looking at you with a new tint in his eyes.

"I admire your effort, but you gotta give it a moment." You smile, bringing your hands to his forearms. "Thank you." You say, quieter. You can tell his attitude softens, though you're unsure what shows it. His eyes remain confident, and he nods at you, smiling.

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Mingle? It sounded simple enough to you, but that's not in practice. You haven't made a lot of friends here, so you'll have to hope for a pity party or a desperate group. You're jerked out of your thoughts by the circular platform you're standing on suddenly begining to spin. Eerily cheerful children's music begins to echo through the area, and a number is called out.

"Five."

Well, that's four too many, as your luck would bring it. Seemingly for your ex, too, as he comes running to you immediately. He's got a busted lip, and he's pleading with you about something, but you're not listening, tracking your eyes to search for people.

You feel a hand on your arm pull you backwards, but your ex has a string hand on your arm. You outstretched your arms, turning to look at the person on your other side. To no surprise, it's Thanos. He has 4 people behind him, and they're all looking at you. You try to run, but your ex is really not letting up his grip. Okay, now you're panicking. You glance to the large red clock.

00:08

You're not going to make it unless something is done about your situation you're frozen in. Lucky for you, a kick is heaved to the chest of your ex, sending him backward as you're dragged away before you can process it. The door is quickly sut behind you, and you turn to Thanos, his hand still holding your wrist.

"Thank you." You whisper. He smirks cockily, but you let it slide. He pulls his hand from your wrist to your hand as you hear gunshots echo. One less problem for you, I guess.

Idk if I like this, but it was pretty fun to write ♡

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[cheolieji]

request: Seventeen's reaction to seeing their SO's boobs for the first time

° don't be shy to request

im doing these by units

|| hhu || vcu || pfu ||

im sorry this took me a while to post i didn't know what to write 😨

i made these literally 5 seconds after i woke up

Jun: last night was boiling hot, so you slept without a top on. Jun shook you gently, trying to wake you, "baby, wake up. i made breakfast. " he pulled your blanket down a little bit when he suddenly realised you were shirtless. flustered, he tried putting the blanket back on you, but you were already awake, "Junnie? — " "Uhhh, yeah- what?" "What's wrong?" "Nothing! why would anything be wrong, haha? " You were a little confused until you remembered you're not wearing anything "Oh sorry haha i was hot last night. " "it's okay. Don't be sorry, uhh, come out after you put some clothes on. " he left the room trying to avoid eye contact ( he would get so flustered and blush like crazy. He's so in love with you )

Soonyoung: you were dancing in the living room while he was watching and giggling from the sofa in front of you. it was normal dancing at first, then the vibe of the song changed. You decided to do some sexy dancing for him, taking your shirt off as a part of the dance move. He would be a little shocked at first, eyes widen and then settling into the mood. "Yeah, baby, come here, let me see you better," moving towards him, you straddle his lap. "Like, what you see, babe?" "fuck yeah, we should do this more often, can i touch you?" ( AND WE'RE DONE )

Minghao: Meditating is something that Minghao usually does, and it's a normal thing around the house (his house), but you're bored, and he's been going at it for a while now, you went into his room to bother him but he has his eyes closed and his legs in a half lotus pose. you made a lot of noise walking into his room, so he definitely noticed your presence, but he's not reacting at all "hao" Silence... "hao" again... "minghaoo," he opened his eyes, giving you a 'what do you want' look. you just smiled before flashing him. He immediately stopped in his track. "Whoaa, you could've just talked, and i would've responded, but i mean, this works too." "sooo? come here tf and stop meditating. I'm bored"

Chan:drinking with Chan after the plan you guys made was ruined from the heavy rain outside. "It was such a good plan too. We would've had so much fun." "i know, baby, we can go another day." "Yeah, ugh chan, I'm done drinking. i think im gonna go take a shower. " "Without me? " he said as a joke. "What?" you said with a confused smile. "Nothing" — "no wait that was funny. Come here, we're dating anyway, " getting up from his seat and walking towards you. you take off your clothes, revealing your stunning figure and well-rounded boobs "oh wow, well, im glad i asked, but i think we need to do something else first before we shower, huh" he says as he picks you up