#ahh just imagine this is the beginning of their romantic relationship

[captainofthestrangestship]

12 Days Of Spones - Day One

Beginnings

The Turbolift door slides open. McCoy would leave but a certain Vulcan is standing in his way.

“Spock, are you planning to get in or do you just want to trap me here.”

Spock doesn’t dignify that with a response, instead his eyes pan upwards. 

It takes a moment, but McCoy lifts his head as well. He guesses he shouldn’t be surprised when he sees it, a small branch of Mistletoe is hanging right above them. 

Spock takes a step closer to McCoy.

“I believe according to human tradition we are now expected to kiss.” 

 For once McCoy doesn’t disagree.

[astrologylunadream]

Everything Your Person Loves About You♡🧁🍇🖤 (Pick a card/Tarot love reading)

Hi it's Lunadream!! I will be showing you all the things that your person loves about you♡ hope you find your message💌🖤

Notice: Only take what resonates because the most important thing is your own judgement!♡ If anything doesn't resonate, don't worry! It's not your message right now <3 (Entertainment purpose only. All rights reserved)

Now, shall we begin~? ^w^ Think of the your person, and pick whichever pile that fits the energy you're feeling~🍇🍨☕

Pile 1🧁

Pile 2🍇

Pile 3🍨

Pile 4☕

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> 🍨☕🖤

Pile 1🧁

Sign energy: Love at first sight, Twin flame, Pride, End, Book, 8th house, South node, 5th house, Aquarius, Taurus, ☄❤🦢⚖

👤Your person's energy: Very romantic energy for this pile's person, omg this is a connection that has been going for a long time possibly beyond this lifetime. I'm seeing this as someone you have hit a roadblock with, and the relationship may have slowed down or come to a stop.🤚 Scorpio, Leo, Aquarius and Taurus placements, specifically could be Taurus over their 8th house or Aquarius over their 5th. Your person has a passionate and deep nature about them, they probably love the story of romeo and juliet as it is their idea of true romance. When they love, they love so deep and endlessly. Omg this person loves like they're in a romance book.📖💞 I think they are very physically attractive to my pile 1's, ohh and their voice is so addictive to you lol. They are very prideful in themselves and their talents, this may be someone who reads or writes online a lot. Some of my pile 1's fell in love at first sight with this person!!🥰 This could be a twin flame connection for most of you take what resonates, you may see them as your other half that compliments you perfectly.☯⚖ I feel like they just came into your life and just completed you in some way, soulmate vibes~💓

🖤What they love about you: Concert, Desert, Hug from behind, Despair, Ring, Mercury, Mars, Fire, 5th house, Gemini, 🧛‍♀️❌🍬🌃 Omggg my pile 1 this is getting good!!😍 First of all they love your mind and the way you think, the way you sort out your thoughts and the things you talk about. They love hearing you speak (especially on phone calls I'm hearing📞) and they feel like you have such a beautiful rhythm to your voice and the way you think.💭💕 Ahh your person LOVES the way you hug and hugging you too, I'm definitely seeing that they love the way you pull them in every way especially physically very interested in you😍🙊 They love how creative and sweet you are! Also this is so funny but I feel like they love the way you react when you're angry or sad like it is attractive to them??😳 The way you say no to things that don't serve you is so amazing to them, like they can just see the fire in your soul and it lights up! Your interests, hobbies and music you listen to all makes them more in love. Physically they really like your behind, that is what is came up😭😳 There's more but this is not that type of reading so we'll leave it there for my pile 1's😂😂 I think they really love seeing you have fun and enjoy things, they can't ignore the spark in your eyes when you love something.💓

💌Messages from your person: Who are you? I'm playing with fire, Your soul is mine, It's hard to explain, What have you done? It's meaningless, I can save you, Something is pulling us together. (Ahh a soul connection is real between you two💞) Extra cards: Closed, Choice, Actor, Drown, Lean

Thank you my pile 1's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 1 with the cupcake emoji~🧁 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 2🍇

Sign energy: Short term, Imagination, Fit, Ego, Reach out, Sun, Scorpio, Neptune, Leo, Moon, 🌅🧜‍♂️🎰🕺

👤Your person's energy: I'm getting very intense vibes from my pile 2's person, almost like they got something to prove. Leo, Scorpio, Pisces and Cancer placements, I'm getting Scorpio and Leo vibes the most. They are very captivating and their stare is so deep, they have a lot of confidence and self respect. They have quite an imagination and fantasize often, mostly of themselves and their life I'm hearing. I think they know you are attracted to them or tell themselves that, like "pile 2 is definitely into me😎" haha. They may try often to fit your ideals or their own, striving to be a living fantasy. You or them could be reaching out to the other but I feel like it's more likely your person. They are very attractive and alluring, I think they put a lot of effort into themselves. Omg pile 2's person loves showing off, and getting attention, probably have people obsessed with them secretly. They are reaching for the stars I'm hearing, very ambitious.☀️ The number 7 may be significant, I am seeing a lot of self energy with your person. They are heavily focused on how they appear to others, and to you. Illusive siren vibes, they draw you in deeply🖤

🖤What they love about you: January, Lay down, Solitude, Self love, Siren, Leo, Lilith, North node, 9th house, 7th house, 🎫🔍😗🤷‍♂️ Ahaha okay for my pile 2's your person loves your aura and who you are. They see you as a reflection of themselves in some way, they are in love with the way you treat yourself with self respect and confidence.👑💞 Also I think they are heavily into your attitude and outlook on things, honestly they are so attracted to your edgy side.🔪 Like your more intimidating self, they actually are really attracted to that side of you. Your person has a thing for your dark side🙊 Also you may spend time alone for yourself and they love that about you, that you make time for yourself and put yourself first when needed <3 Also how curious you are about deeper topics like occult and for some of you it's shadow work, your person loves how interested you are in those things.🖤 I do see that your person may love the idea of a relationship with you, having you as a potential romantic partner for them. Also they love how mysterious and beautiful you are, like your energy is so magnetic to them. They think you're very smart too, even if you don't think so. Of course take what resonates but I'm seeing your person loves fantasizing hot scenarios with you😳 Over all they just love how you radiate confidence and pride in life and they love how you take control of the things you want in life.♡✊🖤

💌Messages from your person: You might get scared, You made a mistake, You should have texted me, I won't let you be with anyone else, Please don't hide your pain, Tell me the truth, I won't forget this, It can't be (My pile 2's your person wants to know how you're feeling💓) Extra cards: Hands, Longterm, Wild, Grey, Disturbance (Some spicy energy from your person but I'll leave it up to interpretation for this reading🚫🙈🖤)

Thank you my pile 2's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 2 with the grapes emoji~🍇 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 3🍨

Sign energy: Prank, Final, Drive, Prove, 6th house, 4th house, Water, Aquarius, Sun, Venus, 🗡🐏🌉😰

👤Your person's energy: Okay so we have some interesting energy for my pile 3's person!! First off they may have their sun in 6th house or Virgo, but I'm also getting Aquarius sun or venus. Cancer, Leo, Libra and Taurus placements aswell for you guys💓 Your person has a touch of soft femininity to them (no matter the gender) like they are just very caring and sweet at heart.🥺 I'm getting that this person gets very defensive if you play with their feelings or emotions, they dislike being tricked or mislead. Some of you know this person through online, or there is a connection to them with that in some way. You think of this person often or on a daily basis, some of my pile 3's overthink about this person!!💭 Lol I think one or both of you try so hard to act like there's nothing going on between you to like friend zoning or trying to remain professional, but like the relationship means so much to you both I'm hearing♡ You feel very familiar with this person, they are very protective over you too like family. I am getting that they are also very supportive of your love for them. They make you feel safe and in love, omg and I am hearing that they have a fierce side to them when it comes to protecting their loved ones like no one will want to mess with them because they will fight hard to keep you safe💗

🖤What they love about you: Desperation, Mall, Handsome, Model, Captive, 4th house, Pisces, Aries, 9th house, Uranus, 🗡😖😗💢 Ahh my pile 3's your person loves your soft side and the way you show your emotions. This is a strange message but I'm hearing they really love when you are desperate over something like them, like they are so into that😳 It's a weird kink of theirs. But anyways they love how passionate and vulnerable you are for the things you care about, your hopeless romantic nature. Your person thinks that is so attractive of you😭💞 They love if you blush over them too like "omg they're so cute/attractive/so magnetic" like they really love you like that~ <3 I think they love being stuck on you or the idea of like, not getting over you🥺😢 They fantasize about you on every level from physical to emotional, also they love when you get angry/aggressive🤬 Idk but they think you're so attractive when you're angry like whaaat??😂 But also... they love being able to protect you or keep you to themselves, hugging you and touching you to make you feel at home.💕 Aww pile 3 your person really loves just having you with them or knowing you are safe. They do fantasize about holding you I mean not taking their hands off you LOL they love how delicate and cuddly you are. Also you may have exotic model features that they find very appealing, your legs may be something your person loves about you😍 They really love the way you love them because it feels so soft and sweet to them🥺🍰💗 Also the way you dress is very lovable to them, like they wanna go shopping with you <3

💌Messages from your person: I want to, I'm touched, No one loves me like you do, I finally found you, Your laugh is contagious, What's yours is mine, Why can't you tell me? We would be perfect together (Omggg pile 3 your person loves you so much!!😭💞 They want to you to say you both are perfect for each other💞💕) Extra cards: Explosion, Competition, Honest, Crazy, Message

Thank you my pile 3's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 3 with the sundae emoji~🍨 Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 4☕

Sign energy: Difficult, Saturn, Only one, Compulsive, Inactivity, 1st house, 12th house, 4th house, Vertex, Mercury, 😥👩‍🎨🤙👉

👤Your person's energy: Okay so there is definitely a block between you and this person right now, it could be emotionally or physically but there is definitely something between you guys that feels confusing and hard to read one another.💭 Capricorn, Aquarius, Aries, Pisces, Cancer, Gemini and Virgo are possible placements for your person, could have Mercury or Saturn in 1st house. This person may not be able to comfort you right now, or perhaps trying to comfort you too much. They may think or talk like an older person even if they are younger, they think responsibly and may be very strict with themselves. This is a very hard time for both of you I'm hearing, and you are trying your best to stay strong.✊ There are definitely confirmations of reaching out spiritually with this person, through tarot and such as this may be the only way to truly call out to them right now. Fate is in the works for you two though, and eventually communication will become more stable and upfront. This person feels like home to you, and you feel connected to them on a higher level.🌠🖤 This is someone you are familiar with, they may keep coming back to you. Some of my pile 4's see this person as the one.💍 But I definitely think this person isn't communicating the best with you right now, But they are trying their best in this connection. This is someone who fantasizes often about being in touch with another's emotions and desires, truly connecting on a level beyond physical.🔗♡ Very dreamy and spiritual individual.

🖤What they love about you: August, Audience, Silence, Lost in translation, Number, Water, Neptune, Aries, Virgo, 10th house, 🧚‍♀️🛏💦😏 Okay my pile 4's I'll try not to go into to much detail but your person is being very naughty right now so we'll just have to keep it simple😬😰 They love your artistic sense of beauty, you have an aesthetic eye and they find that very attractive. They love how illusive and mysterious you are, and your emotional intuitive side. My pile 4's your person loves getting lost in you while thinking of you, dreaming of you is something they love to do. They may have more dark or intimate dreams of you, fulfilling all their fantasies.😅😳 They have a lot of subconscious thoughts they need to translate into their conscious mind, there are things they may not even know they love about you or weren't aware of. But also... your person loves the thought (just the thought😰) of taking you under their control or dominating you in some way most likely mentally. Your vulnerable and fragile side is strangely attractive to them. They would love if you were addicted to them, but they love being that way with you regardless. They may love how your subconscious mind works or seeing you unconscious.. You are like a fairy to your person, they want to catch you and keep you just because you're pretty to them lol.😂🖤 I feel like they're just waiting to say "are you lost?"🥺 so they can take you in and hold you tight.🤧♡♡ They don't mind waiting for you too.

💌Messages from your person: I shouldn't, I'm stuck with you, You can decide, Save me from myself, Believe me, I'm lost without you, You know what I'm doing, Would you kiss me back? (Aww pile 3🥺💞) Extra cards: Fishing, Practical, Heart, Lost in translation, Secret admirer

Thank you my pile 4's! If you feel this resonated, you may tap the heart to claim this message!💌

I hope you enjoyed your reading! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ If you did be sure to let me know pile 4 with the coffee emoji~☕ Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

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Thanks for reading! \(*^w^)/💌 -Lunadream <3

[eeblouissant]

Catching up on new fics and need to say that I love how you used consent as this unspoken theme. I don't have a problem with other fics in the fandom, it's so cool that there's any fics at all still being made for a 40 year old show and I love what people are doing, so hopefully it doesn't come across that way but I feel like your Dorothy is truest to the show. And I really like how you explore her vulnerabilities but, if this makes any sense which it probably doesn't, in a loving way? Both in the tone of your writing, you can tell you care about the characters and their backgrounds, but also how she's always got a safety net with the others overall, so even if she breaks or falls she won't be left to hit rock bottom, but how that also means you can dig into those more traumatic themes and hints from canon and let her be less than angel or someone who needs those reassurances etc. Your fic that centers around Dorothy's smoking habit is one a constantly thing about that encapsulates all this, it's probably my fave fic for the whole fandom. not even 2000 words but there are so many layers and it's all so Dorothy and bittersweet and feels so true and it never feels rushed or forced or superficial.

anon 🥹🥹🥹 anon !!!!!! I’ve been smiling so much my face hurts !!!!!! Oh my god, you have absolutely no idea how much this all means to me, i don’t even know where to begin!!!!!! Thank you for the (very) happy cry :’) very very happy & very appreciative. I really can’t express just how much this means !!!

I can’t believe people have really seen beyond the surface of what I write (i thought I was insane, adding in so many layers but sorta kinda failing to articulate them properly, or so I thought? I was sure that I was kind of just living in my own head here 😅), but wow, it means the world to hear.

One of the shows biggest themes, and one of its most important imo, shows that women “of a certain age” can and do have healthy & active sex lives/a healthy relationship with sex. And while I’ve seen a good few (incredible 👀 by the way) fics talking about or portraying this between the girls, whether you seen them being platonic or romantic - i had yet to see fics touching on the topic while also displaying Dorothy’s trauma/how she would respond. The body always remembers, the mind may heal, and heal Dorothy has - but there will always be a sort of response, memories hidden just beneath the surface. I like to imagine it like crumpling up a piece of paper - you can unfold it and lay it flat, press it flat with a book if you like, but the wrinkles, those memories, will always be there. That piece of paper isn’t ruined, just wrinkled. A little more delicate. Dorothy’s just a little more delicate than the others. And that part of her is so so soooooo criminally underrepresented and glossed over imo. (Since we’re on the topic of vulnerability, everyone go read @/hecatesbroom’s essay on vulnerability in tgg RIGHT NOW !!!!!!!!! you will not be disappointed!!!!!! someone teach me how to link things neatly please 😭)

I don’t know if it means anything (or if this is too personal) but I write and speak about Dorothy as a survivor of very similar trauma, so I tend to project a little onto her (while also trying my best to stay true to her character, i have this thing about sticking to canon very strictly haha. But while I was working out my portrayal i definitely pulled from bits and pieces of my own healing journey). I like to take my negative experiences and use them in my art as a sort of coping mechanism, so at least I can make something good of them? Does that make sense?

Anyway - I’m really really glad that the consent theme has seemed to get through (to more than one person, too! ahh :’) ), and that it was clear there’re many more layers there. Dorothy is gentle, she really is so gentle. I think lots of us can be blinded by the facade she puts up, and I truly believe it is a facade - one very well perfected after years of putting up - but behind closed doors she really isn’t that. She presents herself as the “fixer”, “the great balloon pricker”, but she needs to have that safety net ready & known more than the others I think. Purely because of her experiences leading up to (now, canon, etc)

ahh & i had completely forgotten about that fic, oh my :’))) i really don’t have the words - you’re just too sweet 😭🤍🤍🤍🤍 i wish I had added more to that one, but I’ve never really enjoyed writing looooonnggg pieces like that. About 2000 words is all I’ll ever manage, if that 😂. It’s been a good few months since I’ve read that one over, i never read my work over after it’s published, so I can’t comment on it the same way I just did the last.

thank you thank you thank you for this you have no idea how much it means :’) i will be thinking about this for the rest of ever,,, truest to the show??!!! Watch me sob right now

[katasstrophy]

Yes, not shy readers are so so so good!!! I also love readers/partners fro the Bllk guys who know what they want or are sexually aware and willing to lead their more shy male partners...I just love the idea of guys like Isagi or Chigiri or Rin who all read as more dominant, but are shy enough in the start of their relationships that they could benefit from a partner who just casually sits in their lap, tells them "I thought of you when I was picking out my underwear today, want to see why?" >:D

regarding this post!

YES ABSOLUTELY MAKE THEM FLUSTERED AND A BLUSHY MESS!! KNOCK THEM DOWN A PEG lol i’d just know they’d hate it but also wouldn’t be able to deny being into it either ahh isn’t that just 😍😍😍 beautiful?

as much as i like to make the blue lock men into sex gods in my head for my own personal enjoyment lmao, deep down i know these guys are the biggest football nerds on the planet. like they full on embody the “ball is life” mentality and ride that wave of exhilaration and fame to the fullest in the beginning of their pro footballer careers. suitors throw themselves at them with little effort on their part, so they have a few hookups here and there, since that’s all they really have time and commitment for with how demanding their job is, but as they mature they realise that’s not all there is to life, and by that point they’re well into their late twenties. 

sure they have some experience and can sit in front of a computer to do research about sexual intimacy but that doesn’t immediately make them into suave romantics. and they gotta really buckle down to impress reader bc ladies and gents and nonbinary friends we have standards here on katasstrophy!!! we won’t settle for soggy blanket boys lmao (no i’d fold later but they gotta work for it okay) so long story short yes, for some characters (mayhaps... isagi, nagi, and sae come to mind) i imagine a more sexually aware partner would suit them quite well. exploring is fun together!! and i do love to make men beg so >:)

[scribbledquillz]

What is the first think Revka noticed about Zev that went beyond the platonic?

Ahh thank you so much for asking and giving me a good excuse to ramble about these two. You're the best. : 3 This was an interesting thing to ponder over, because Revka admittedly found Zevran physically attractive in a non-platonic sense from the very beginning. I mean - look at him. Assassination attempt, dubious trust and insufferable (and effective) flirtations aside, there's no denying he's a very, very pretty man, and she is much too easy to see flustered and stammering.

The point where their relationship starts to grow from something strictly platonic to romantic is also a little hazy on both sides. Neither of them are the best at contending with their emotional attachment to one another, Zevran because of obvious reasons regarding how he was trained as a Crow and Revka because of a combination of inexperience, denial and the sense that the middle of a Blight she has personal responsibility to contend with is hardly an opportune time to add extra complications to things.

So there are moments earlier on that would - to literally anyone other than Revka - be easily seen as beyond platonic. The nights at the campfire where he smiles or laughs and she finds herself starting to watch him a little too long. The first time Zevran kisses her at the end of a particularly heated sparring match. Seeing him wear the cape and Dalish gloves she found and mended for him for the first time in the Frostbacks. All those little instances where she feels her ears turn warm and her stomach twisting and flipping in an oddly pleasant way that she shoves aside and refuses to look at deeper than surface level. She is well and truly smitten before the party enters Orzammar, she just doesn't know it yet. I think the realization that she feels something romantic comes during/shortly after their ordeal in the Deep Roads. Revka acts without hesitation to intervene when Zevran's life is in danger, and in turn the pair are separated from the main group and she is the one who winds up seriously injured. There's no other choice for her but to rely on him during this time, and to allow herself to be vulnerable in front of him in ways she hasn't had to be since she was a little girl, or ever in the case of someone she has (unacknowledged) feelings for. And while Zevran is wrestling with his own bout of fear at the thought of loosing her as well as the implications of what that fear means for him, Revka is spending that time in disbelief at herself. At how little difficulty there is for her to let him see her this way when she's never felt right making her burdens and troubles someone else's problem. And she realizes it's because she trusts him, maybe more than she should but still... she does.

Then when they finally are able to make it out of the Deep Roads and her nights are still difficult (I imagine the roads are TERRIBLE for the Blight dreams given how close they are to the horde), her first thought is to go to Zevran. And she does, and it's... easy? Her wanting to be with him, to lean on him a little more vastly outweighs any hesitation. And I think it's that moment when he invites her in to his room and doesn't so much as blink at her asking to spend the night with him that she feels the first gears clicking into place.

She won't act on it for a while longer, of course. And she does a passable job of convincing herself it doesn't matter and that she should just let things be. They're just close friends drinking from the same bottle and looking at each other a little too long. They're just close friends sharing a tent, arms around each other for warmth. He's just a close friend with his mouth at her neck and his hand down the front of her smalls in the middle of the night helping her "relax" so that she can sleep easier. Definitely just close friends, and her thoughts wandering to him off and on all hours of the day are only further proof of that.

But the gears are turning, and by the time they're near the end of their time in the Bracillian Forest she knows full well this goes well beyond anything just.

[fumisdemonicrealm]

“Go ahead and squirm all you want, you’ll just give yourself rope-burn.” and/or “Why didn’t you just say you liked it rough?” for anyone you feel in the mood for

Have fun bestie

-your favorite Jester™

The dim moonlight shined through the windows as Seraphim was busy once again with another poem that sprung his imagination... Roxanne was out for a art seminar, yet Jon decided to stays so at least one art teacher was present... and even if he himself did just finish with a painting his eyes often glanced on what Seraphim has written down... even if he agreed to this relationships as a trio it was hard for him to understand the silver haired man in a lot of cases... yet his poems often let him notice some hints to what he was thinking... however quickly he was met by some glares that could kill in an instant.

"Sorry to bother you, I was just curious."

Seraphim let out a faint grunt before standing up and turning to him.

"You do know curiousity kills the cat right... I will be in the bathroom."

He placed a book on the poem and left as said, however Jon didn't heed his words and instead took a peak at the poem... much to his surprise it was far more romantic and calm.. only the ending seemed to end on a far more kinkier end than expected... as he brought the book in place again, he suddenly felt Seraphims arms on his shoulders.Shuddering from the aura he gave out.

"I warned you..."

And so he quickly got pushed down onto the bed below him and bitten in the nape...

"Ack... too harsh."

"You brought this upon yourself... you shouldn't agitate me especially when there is no one here to hold me back."

"I just want to know more about you...ahh."

He didn't expect just how determined Seraphim was to teach him a lesson... binding his arms and legs together and fixing the arms against the bed so he was on his knees... A spank quickly making him realize the situation.

"w-wait- I-I didn't me-"

"You did full well look at something I told you not to... be glad I don't use my other sword on you... just this one."

He struggled trying to get out as she heard Seraphim open the zipper of his pants. Yet to know avail.

“Go ahead and squirm all you want, you’ll just give yourself rope-burn.”

"Ahhhhh!...."

The insertion went raw inside him... his size already made the impact hard hitting and a little painful... yet he did know for his sake he was even holding back... he became far less bend on destroying him like in the beginning of the relationship, even if he didn't admit it... maybe he could read him without the poem... yet as he smother the thought he felt him pick up the pace.

"Sera...hah..."

"Hold out for me a little and I might treat you better after if you apoligize for just peeking."

"Immm sowwyy..."

He felt a drooling mess against him... Seraphim pulled lightly at his ponytail to mock him before continuing his pounding... he filled him for a while untill the man collapsed and he removed those ropes from him... a sigh escaping the silverhaired swords man.

"Pathetic... hmpf..."

Despite the harsh treatment however he did his best to fix Jon somewhat up to just sleep in his bed for now and continued his work till noon...

The next day Jon woke up with a note on his forehead...

'I finished the poem if you are so curious about reading it...'

Somewhat he felt like this was a trap but his curiousity won over... reading it he was pleasantly surprised... the story of it seemed like a nudge ot their relationship as a trio... it even left a small tear in his eye... at least he knows him a little more... even if it costs his legs not being able to move for the rest of the day... and that was Mercy of his Boyfriend.

Coming back from a gala Flynn felt like checking up on Nanoya before he wanted to get some rest himself... however what he was met with was a mix of amusement and annoyance... he was only sitting in his boxers with Keres on his lap as both turned bright red being caught like this.

"My dear Platinum and Amber, just having fun without me... *fake sniffing* the audacity."

"Come on Flynn, you said you were out for the gala."

"You could have at least told me, but alas I can't be too mad.. however if you do this, I want in on this one."

Nanoya let out a sigh as Keres squished his cheek a little.

"It would be only fair for him to ask that..."

However as they looked back at Flynn he had this menacing smirk on his face as he pulled off his jacket and pushed down his pants to get behind them... letting his nails leave small scratches over their body which made them squirm.

"I know Nanos treatment can be soothing and soft but we need to add a little spice with that and I just know how."

He let his teeth sink into their neck pressing them basically against Nanoya so he was resting in their chest.

“Why didn’t you just say you liked it rough? Dear Amber you just came to the right man...”

"Always have to show off Flynn... then let me help as well."

Soon Keres was covered in marks by both of them... leaving a utter mess from all the different caresses, touches and wounds... as Flynn sneakingly pulled Nanoyas boxers down.. leaving Keres faced flushed at the sudden popping out dick under them.

"Oh my what are we to do about it... Oh I know... how about you help him with the mouth and in exchange I help your quivering hole a little."

A nod to him they leaned down to take Nanoyas cock in their mouth as Flynn inserted himself in them... letting his nails run over their sides during his movement as Nanoya started to moan.

"My, what a great sighed to come back to... lets make you more weak for a while, my dear Amber."

He was in full control of the situation, giving the orders for enough pressure and doing his all to rearrange their guts while giving Nanoya some fun too during this night... Eventually he himself bounced a little on Nanoyas dick as Keres needed some rest too as getting the rest of his fix and leaving them both sleep next to each other...

Inspecting all the marks he left with a chuckle.

"It feels good to mark whats mine. ~ " <3

[leossmoonn]

Hiiiii,

Can I request tvd characters reacting to the reader being egirl? Like the reader is their friend and she is and e girl, and i think for the vampires this style is very odd. Also could it be a female reader?

characters - stefan, damon, klaus, elijah, rebekah, kai, and katherine x fem!reader

includes - language, nsfw themes. me really badly describing e girl fashion 😭. some of these i imagined as the readers relationship w them being platonic or romantic, ill let yall know the difference

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stefan salvatore - platonic

okay i love stefan but tbh i don’t think he’d like your style….

AT FIRST.

it’s just different, you know?

and like i said, i love stefan but he’s a little bit basic 🌝

it just took some time for him to get used to

he isn’t used to seeing a someone with split-dyed hair, lots of eyeliner, drawn-on hearts with eyeliner, dark and layered clothes

but soon he grows to love your style and you!

you two are literally THE best friends

damon salvatore - romantic

lets be honest here

damon LOVES it

ofc in the beginning he would tease you bc you would always be dyeing your hair, wearing chokers that could puncture somebody if they got close enough to you, and long earrings that reached the floor

lol no but seriously, he always was attracted to you

he adores your style

obviously its a lot different from the other girls (quirky 🤪🤪🤪) but he likes the difference

you also look like someone who could kick ass and who is pessimistic and sarcastic and funny, and honestly, that’s his dream girl

you two definitely wear matching outfits

OMG AHH

i can imagine it now

cute couple fits!!!

he even lets you paint his nails

you find it so hot you two def stayed up all night 😏😏😏

and he loves loves loves showing you off at the mall, knowing that everyone is jealous and wants a piece of both of you

you two ALSO jam out to music in his car

you two def always get matching tattoos

he lets you do his eyeliner too!

damon with eyeliner…..

puts the dam in damon

klaus mikealson - platonic

i think klaus wouldn’t like it much either at first

but he quickly warms up to you

of course, hes just so used to seeing girls in big, period dresses or jeans and a nice blouse

but he quickly falls in love with your style

and honesty, he kinda wants your style too

i imagine him always asking you what to wear when he goes to mystic falls so he can impress caroline

i feel like he would see you as his little sister and so when you wear tight clothing and lots of make up hes like 👹👹👹👹👹

but he of course supports you no matter what

i don’t really have much to say about klaus 😭

elijah mikealson - romantic

elijah on the other hand…

your style and whole personality just intrigues him so much

like with being alive for so long, he’s def like seen literally every single different style

but this… you were new

and he was very very interested

and intimated

like he didnt realise one could be so alluring in dark clothes, chains, and different colored lipstick

he befriended you at first and you also found him very attractive

he was very charming and so different from literally everyone, he also intrigued you

its not really a question as to whether you two were the most hottest, but also surprising couple to step out

when you two walked together, elijah in his suits and combed back hair and you in your different colored hair, tattoos, and fishnet stockings

you both were quite a pair

and elijah really really loves your style and the bold, confident attitude you bring towards the table

youre not afraid to wear what you like, youre not afraid to say what you want to say, and you look fine as hell doin so

elijah even lets you dress him up one day and you had so much fun hehe

he looked like 10 years younger w his hair messy and the necklaces and the painted nails hehe

bottom line is, elijah fully supports and loves your style. its really his favourite part of you :)

rebekah mikaelson - platonic

rebekah looooves your style as well

your style is one of the reasons why she was like "yes. we have to be best friends."

she has a flair for the dramatic and she loves fashion, so of course she would love your style

unlike klaus, she has seen and even dabbled in the e-girl style

i feel like what she wore was more on the goth but like, whatever

you two definitely do your makeup for each other and pick each other's outfits

borrowing clothes does become an every day thing

you two are literally conjoined to the hip

you introduce her to music that she's never heard of (even in her 1,000 years of being alive)

you get her to wear fishnets socking, cool different coloured eyeliner, and cool hairstyles

you two are the baddest bitches in mystic falls and new orleans

kai parker - romantic

kai is all over you from the start

doesn't help the fact that he hasn't had a girlfriend in like, 20 years lolllll

but anyways, you just attract him so much

from your makeup, to your clothes, to your laugh, to your caring and strong persona, you got him wrapped around your finger 😉

he loves going shopping with you and seeing all the cute outfits you make up

he also lets you do his makeup. he is very in with the eyeliner

he likes lookin' like a bad boy, you know him lol

you two definitely fit in with each other so well

like if soulmates were a thing, you two being together would be fate!

katherine pierce - romantic

okay so katherine def saw you as competition first

she was like

“ugh she likes she so better than me? bull 🙄🙄”

but you decide to try and get around her little grudge and force her to hang out with you

she then sees how cool you are and becomes your friend!

after hanging out for a while you two develop feelings for each other, especially katherine

like homegirl has fallen haaarrrdddd

every thing about is just so perfect and not to mention, just your style and your personality tie it all in together

so she asks you out after a lil and ofc you say yes

you two def do each other's makeup

you show katherine new tips that she swore she's always known (no she never has lol)

matching outfits are definitely a thing between you two, too!

katherine just loves you so much and really just supports yo u101% 24/7 :))

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hope you liked this! :))

[abbynx]

Yuri Katsuki Relationship Headcanons

A/N: It is exam week, I'm a mess, I'm starved of Yuri Katsuki X reader content, enjoy. I was tempted to make it angst all the way, but I stopped because Yuri deserves all love and happiness there is.

Genre: Romantic Headcanons, fluff, a dash of angst

Warning: A lot of mental turmoil, self-esteem issues

~ Ahh, Yuri. He is a tangle of emotions and nerves that he has the tendancy to be avoidant to an extreme. Has multiple issues concerning his self-steen, self-worth and with a dash of maybe— just maybe— a dash of Imposter Syndrome... So yes, it's not your job to fix him, but you're certainly there to hold his hands as he goes through it.

~ Your utmost support matters to him, and God knows what he would do if you would be disappointed in him... Which he doesn't doubt, he thinks he is an absolute failure with nothing to prove (See what I am talking about?). Assure him that through his success and failures, you support him and you love him. You don't see him a less of himself because failures does not define him.

~ He is a sensitive soul, but know that you don't have to tread carefully as if he were a tsunami waiting to crash ashore, but be incredibly mindful. He understands that sometimes there are emotions that are difficult to understand and difficult to respond to, what matters is that you're there for him.

~ He is an incredible boyfriend! He is extremely understanding and is more than willing to lend you anything! A shoulder to cry on, tissues, cuddles, anything you need to make you feel better!

~ If you too suffer from similar issues such as he (Notably the self-esteem issues), he will use your words the way you comfort him. He will reassure you and god almighty here comes to waterworks, he will cry at the fact that someone like you can't see your worth and will begin to list off every single goddamn thing that defines you as a person and how wonderful of a person you are despite the fuck ups.

~ Okay let's take a break from angst; Victor is either stealing Yuri away from you. It's a fun little banter, he means no harm... But sometimes you're starting to think he actually meant it when he said he's stealing Yuri away from you.

~ He is very shy with initiating public display of affection, but he finds comfort in holding your hand. But in private, he is one clingy bastard. There, he is more of a cheeky tease if he wants to. If you're the type of do public display of affection, he would redden to a degree and shyly cover his face.

~ His kisses are hesitant. Sometimes he would chicken out from kissing your lips and land his kiss on your cheek instead. But if he is feeling particularly bold, whether in public or private, he will kiss you like it's the end of the world, like it's only the two of you in the room. He would be less tentative, more confident, more passionate (Eros movement right there) and will live to see that certain look of shock in your face because your shy little Yuri became so seductive all the sudden

~ Dates consists of just being in each others company, he doesn't care where you are but as long as you're there with him, he is happy... So imagine competitions, with him on the center of the rink and you seated in the bleachers cheering him on, it won't take him too long to spot you. Then and there, all the jitters of performing would fade a little knowing you're there for him, screaming his name and being there for him.

~ You are the source of his solace. Just, everything about you. And it would kill him to see you go. You matter to him the most, perhaps matter more than his dreams of skating on the same ice as his idol Victor Nikiforov. I'm not particularly shock, nor his friends and family wouldn't be shock if he wanted to marry you.

[gryffindorcls]

The Purr-fect Gift

Summary: Years after the reveal and the start of their relationship, Marinette and Adrien move in together. To her dismay, Adrien has become distant and quiet after the move. Marinette just wants things to return to normal, but Adrien has a surprise for her that will change their lives forever.

Length: 2,894 words This is my Secret Santa present for @luminousinthedark from the APS server! You asked for fluff and romance so cheesy that it would make Plagg question his life choices, so I tried to think of the most romantic thing that could possibly happen between these two dorks. Don't let the beginning fool you....the end is **very fluffy**. I hope you enjoy it!  Happy Holidays! :D (A shout-out to my super awesome beta @misscongenialityofmlb for taking a look at this!) — AO3

Fanfiction

Marinette checked the time on her phone for the thousandth time that day, cringed at the numbers on the screen, and repocketed the device. She stood on her tiptoes in an attempt to see over the throngs of people blocking her view of the register. Crossing her arms, she began tapping her foot on the hard tiled floor.

“Girl, chill.” Alya rested her hand on her shoulder. “We’re almost to the front. I pre-ordered the new iPhone for Nino, so once we get there, we should be done pretty quickly.”

“Sorry,” Marinette mumbled, taking a peek at her phone screen again.

“You can go if you need to. I really don’t mind waiting by myself.”

“What! No! I promised that I would wait with you. I’m fine.”

Crossing her arms, Alya shot her a disbelieving look. “Uh-huh, and I’m the Queen of England. What’s going on with you today?”

“What do you mean?” Marinette straightened her posture and did her best to smile.

Alya shook her head “I haven’t seen you this jittery in years.”

“Jittery? Me? Pshh, no!” Giving up the ruse, she slumped and groaned. “Is it really that noticeable?”

“Yes, it is. Now spill! What’s going on?”

“I don’t even know where to start.”

“Maybe you can start with why your eyes have been glued to your phone all morning.”

She shoved her phone into her pocket, feeling a rush of heat to her cheeks. “I’m just a little anxious about getting to lunch with Adrien and Nino on time.”

“Since when are you concerned about being on time? I think the boys know by now that Miss High-Fashion has a tendency to be fashionably late.” Alya put a hand on her arm. “What’s really going on?”

“I don’t even know how to put this. I...I’m worried about my relationship with Adrien.” Marinette buried her face in her hands. “And I don’t know what to do.”

A fire ignited behind Alya’s eyes. “Did he do something to you? Because if he did-”

Marinette waved her hands in front of her. “No! No, it’s nothing like that! It’s just that he’s been a little, what’s the word, distant?”

“How so?”

“Ever since we moved in together he’s barely been home, and right before he left two weeks ago he canceled our plans to decorate our Christmas tree. He was gone all day, and he got home an hour before he had to leave for the airport.”

“Ahh, I see.”

“Yeah, and even though he got back yesterday, I haven’t seen him yet. When he suggested that we all meet up for lunch today, I was kind of hoping that it meant that maybe things would go back to normal.” She threw her hands into the air. “I don’t know. Alya, help me!”

Alya tapped her chin. “Have you tried talking to him about it?”

“I would, but he’s never around! I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. Maybe we’re moving too fast, and it’s scaring him. Or maybe he’s still overwhelmed about the whole...well, you know...reason why we don’t have to transform every day and fight Akumas anymore.”

“I doubt that. He loves you so much. You’d have to be blind to miss it.”

“He’s changed.”

“Marinette, listen to me.” Alya grabbed her shoulders. “If he’s acting weird, it probably has nothing to do with how he feels about you. That boy has been in love with you for years. Are you forgetting that this is the same human you gave a constipation prescription to when we were fourteen? And then he filled it without questioning why you needed it. You weren’t even dating yet, and he was willing to do anything to make you happy.”

“But-”

“No, buts! He loves you. He’s your ‘kitty’ and you’re ‘his lady’. You two are made for each other.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Girl, the sheer number of pictures that I have on the Ladyblog of Chat Noir looking at Ladybug while she’s not looking should be proof enough.” Alya leaned in and dropped her voice to a whisper. “And if that doesn’t help, I have a whole folder on my phone of pictures where he’s looking at you outside of the mask.”

“He did once tell me that it was always going to be us against the world.” Marinette shrugged. “Maybe I’m overthinking it.”

Before Alya could answer, Marinette’s phone went off several times in her pocket. She pulled it out, tapped on the notification, and read the text in her inbox.

Adrien: [11:16] Hey there, beautiful.

Adrien: [11:16] Something came up, I can’t make lunch today.

Adrien: [11:16] Sorry

Adrien: [11:17] :(

Her heart dropped. She sighed before typing out a short response.

Marinette: [11:17] no worries

Marinette: [11:17] see you later! <3

“What’s up?” Alya asked, “Are the boys already at the restaurant? Tell them we’ll be there in like thirty minutes. There are only ten people in front of us now.”

Shaking her head, she tried not to cry. “No, Adrien can’t make lunch. He’s just going to meet us back at the apartment later tonight.”

“Hold on." Alya whipped out her phone. "Let me text Nino.”

Marinette hugged herself. The air around her was cold, and she felt so small and alone. How could this be happening to her? Before they moved in together, everything had been fine with her relationship? What changed? Why now? What was she doing wrong?

“So, I texted Nino, and he’s with Adrien. Neither of them will be joining us for lunch.” Alya pulled her into a hug. “But everything is going to be okay. Trust me.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Have I ever steered you wrong?”

“No.” Marinette shook her head. “At least not on purpose.”

“Look, you’re my best friend, and I propose that we have a girls’ day before we meet up with the boys later.” A smile lit up her face. “How would you feel about getting our nails done after the two of us grab a quick lunch?”

Marinette’s sadness was quickly replaced with confusion. “Our nails? At a salon? Since when do we pay for manicures?”

“Since today! So, what do you say?”

She didn’t want to spend another day sulking in her apartment. Perhaps a day out would do her some good.

“I guess that could be fun?” Marinette shrugged. “Just as long as we can grab some cookies for Tikki before we go. She’s been asleep in my bag all morning.”

“Yes!” Alya threw a celebratory fist into the air. “Works for me! Trixx needs some food, too. I’m sure he’d appreciate having something to eat while we get pampered.”

“A little pampering sounds nice.” Marinette looked down at her nails. “Maybe something festive? A bright red? Or sparkles?”

“Yes! That’s the spirit.” Alya slung her arm over her shoulder. “And maybe while we’re at it, we could get our hair and make-up done, too!”

“Wow, nails, hair, and make-up? This is starting to sound like we’re getting ready for a photoshoot, not a night in.”

“Why should model boy have all the fun? Besides, I’m sure he’d love to see you all ‘dolled-up’.”

Marinette laughed and did her best to imagine the smile on Adrien’s face when he finally saw her later that evening.

***

To her delight, Adrien did smile when she walked into their apartment, but it was quickly overshadowed by the hasty hello and peck to the cheek that he gave her before rushing off to the living room. Feeling her heart sink, she hung her coat on a hook and made her way to the couch.

The plan was to decorate their tree with Alya and Nino, but everything that could go wrong went wrong. The lights shorted out when they plugged them in, and at least twelve ornaments shattered when she attempted to hang them.

Adrien didn’t say a word as he cleaned up each little mess she made. He merely smiled and grabbed another ornament for her to put onto the tree. As the night wore on, he moved further and further away and made little to no eye contact with her. He even disappeared into their bedroom several different times.

Just when she thought the universe couldn’t possibly make her day any worse, Marinette managed to burn a batch of Christmas cookies that she’d put in the oven for them to enjoy when they were done decorating.

When the smoke alarm finally stopped beeping and the panic in the kitchen had subsided, Marinette reached her breaking point. How was she supposed to convince Adrien to keep living with her if she kept messing everything up?

Sure the broken ornaments were on par with her usual clumsiness, but burnt cookies? She was a baker’s daughter! Burning cookies was something that just didn’t happen to her anymore.

Unable to hold back her tears any longer, Marinette bolted from the kitchen, ran into the bedroom, and slammed the door behind her. After unceremoniously flopping facefirst onto the bed, she sobbed into a pillow, not caring about ruining her professionally-done make-up.

She’d tried so hard to make tonight perfect, but of course, she wasn’t even capable of making it okay. Even after she’d calmed down a little, Marinette cringed at the idea of rejoining the group. She wasn’t ready to see the look of disappointment on her boyfriend’s face.

If he didn't before, he definitely regretted asking her to move in with him now.

A knock at the door sent her flying towards the tissue box on her nightstand. There was no way she was letting anyone see her like this. Especially not…

“Hey, Marinette?” Adrien...of course, it was Adrien. “Can I come in?”

His voice sounded so unsure, and it immediately broke down her resolve. “Sure.”

She hastily wiped her hands at her face as the knob turned and the door slowly creaked open. Adrien poked his head in, locked eyes with her, rushed to her side, and pulled her into a tight embrace.

“Oh, love.” His hand rubbed soothing circles on her back. “Please tell me what’s wrong. What can I do to make it better? Is it the cookies? Because we can just make a new batch. It’s okay.”

“Everything.” The floodgates opened, and Marinette buried her face into his chest, sobs racking her body once again. “I messed everything up! I know that you probably regret moving in together, and I was hoping that I could change your mind tonight, but I failed.”

Adrien pulled away, his eyes filled with concern. “Marinette, what are you talking about?”

“Y-you’ve been avoiding me, and I get that this was a big step and that you might not have been ready…”

He cut her off. “What? Marinette, no! Moving in with you was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. What made you think something like that?”

“Well, I barely saw you before you left, and you keep making excuses to not hang out or be in the apartment. Please don’t hide how you feel from me.” She sniffled. “It’ll hurt, but I’ll be okay.”

“Marinette…” He grabbed her shoulders and shook his head. “I love living with you.”

“Please.” Her voice was barely a whisper. “I just need to hear the truth.”

“But I am telling you the truth. I don’t regret any part of our relationship. If anything, you’re the reason I’ve made it through all of this insanity the past few years. I’m so sorry that I ever made you feel like I didn’t want to live with you anymore.” He scratched the back of his neck and chuckled nervously. “I actually feel quite the opposite.”

The feeling of hopelessness began to ebb away under his unwavering gaze. “Really?”

“Yes, really.”

“Then why do you keep disappearing all the time? We’ve barely seen each other in weeks.”

“Oh, uhhh, right.” He cleared his throat. “There’s a really good reason for that.”

He pushed himself off of the bed and made his way over to the dresser. After fumbling around one of the drawers, he pulled out a small, neatly wrapped box topped with a sparkling golden bow.

“I had this custom made for you, and there was a problem with my order. I was trying to take care of the issue the day I left. That’s why I canceled all of our plans.” He held out the box for her to take.

Marinette took the box and examined it.

He sat back down on the bed and clasped his hands in his lap. “I was going to give it to you while we were decorating the tree, but I got kind of nervous.”

“Is that why you kept avoiding me tonight?” She cocked her head to the side.

“Yeah, sorry about that.”

“Why? I love everything you give me.”

“This is just...really special, and I wanted the moment to be purr-fect.”

She giggled. “A cat pun...really? I thought we were having a serious moment, Chaton.”

“Well, it made you smile, didn’t it?” He reached up and brushed a stray hair away from her face. “I want to look back and say that you were smiling when I gave this to you.”

“This must really be some gift.”

“It is.”

“What is it?���

“How about you open it and find out.” She turned the box a few times until she found the tape holding it together. She carefully removed the outer wrapping and pulled out a small, plain cardboard box with a lid. Marinette took off the lid to reveal an elegant black velvet box with a small silver clasp. It fit in the palm of her hand, and the more she stared at it, the more things began to make sense.

“Adrien, is this…” The words died on her lips when she looked up to find her boyfriend on one knee.

He took the box out of her hands, opened it, and turned it around, putting its contents on display. In all her years of dreaming about this moment, the ring he’d chosen was more beautiful than anything she’d ever imagined. She was left breathless as she watched the ring’s three stones sparkle under the glow of the ceiling lamp.

Knowing what was coming, her heart pounded against her chest. Her head was swimming amongst the clouds, and the colors around her suddenly seemed brighter and more vibrant. Her nightmare had turned into a dream–a beautiful, wonderful, and surreal dream.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, you are the light and love of my life.” The happiness radiating off of him was palpable. “When you dropped into my life, you filled a void I didn’t even know was there. You stayed by my side through every bump and struggle with nothing less than unwavering encouragement and love. Without even trying, you helped me grow into the person I am today. You accept me for all that I am, and I can’t even begin to thank you for that. I love you more than anything, and I want to build a life with you. I want to grow old with you, get a hamster, have children...I want it all.”

“Adrien…” Her hands were covering her mouth.

He took a deep breath. “Will you marry me?”

Marinette launched herself off of the bed and tackled Adrien to the ground in a crushing hug. “YES! YES! OH MY GOD, I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING! YES!”

Now it was his turn to cry. “Wait, really?”

“I have been dreaming about marrying you for thirteen years!”

“But...that’s when we met.”

“And when I fell in love with you.”

“Oh, yeah…”

“My amazing, Chaton...Adrien, I love you so much.” She held his face in her hands. “I would love nothing more than to marry you.”

Before she had time to react, his lips were on hers. She slid off the bed, sunk to the floor, and erased the remaining space between them. Her hands were in his hair, desperate to feel him even closer. All too soon, they pulled away, gasping for air.

He leaned his forehead against hers. “I love you, my lady. You’ve made me the happiest cat in the world.”

She leaned in and kissed him again. This time, it was a chaste peck on his lips that she knew left him wanting more.

“Marinette, no,” he whined, “come back.”

“I will," she said with a teasing lilt, “as soon as you finish what you started.”

“What?”

“Or do I have to put the ring on myself?”

“Of course not. Your hand, my lady?” He picked the box up off of the ground, plucked the ring out of the cushion, and slipped it onto her finger.

And just like that, all was right with the world. She always knew that she and Adrien were a forever kind of thing, but before today, it always felt abstract. Now, it was more than a daydream. It was their future, and it was real.

They kissed again and again until their lips were chapped and their cheeks hurt from smiling. Sooner than they would have liked, they decided to rejoin their friends; however, before she shut out the light and walked out of the room, she stopped to admire the ring once more.

It was a perfect fit...just like them.

[fairycore-gyu]

𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔/𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆

a/n: i realised half way through this that each one is basically an imagine (¤﹏¤) but enjoy! also this is my first time posting my writes!

bang chan

first,,,, i feel like chan would kiss you in a really cute, romantic way

idk maybe i’m wrong but like i get this romantic vibe about chan that could only come out with his s/o

i also feel like he would kiss you around like the second or third date??

cuz he would want to be sure that’s what his s/o wants

you and chan had finished eating your dinner you had made and were cuddling while watching frozen (i think he would love to watch disney movies w his s/o,, just sayin)

the scene with hans and anna dancing and singing ‘love is an open door’ came on and he jumped off the couch and held his hand out to you for you to take 

you looked at him with wide eyes 

“seriously?” you said giggling 

he nodded grabbing your hand and pulling you up 

you laughed as he wrapped his arms around your waist dancing around the room 

the song came to an end and your laughter settled when he pulled you closer,, and looked down at your lips 

you bit down on your lip letting air escape your mouth but before you knew it, he caught your breath and his lips were on yours 

minho

depending on the mood, minho can be a 100% goof

so when it comes to kissing you, it will probably be quick and sloppy because he’ll be making you laugh or the other way around

you and minho were sitting on you phones playing kart rider waiting for hyunjin to finish his vlive so you all could get something to eat

you had finished your last round but you saw minho was still invested in the game so you bumped his arm making it fall out of his hand

“yahhh, i was winning!” he whined

you crossed your arms pouting, “yea well your not paying attention to me!”

you saw a smirk form on his lips out of the corner of your eye

“NO-” you knew you were in for it 

before you could even finish he launched into kissing ur face everywhere until he stopped right in front of your lips

you were recovering from sudden affection but you were forced to stop when he smashed his lips onto yours

but only for a sec

“is that enough affection for you?” he said grinning,,,

changbin

 for binnie he would kiss you fairly quickly after you he confessed to you but being the busy boy he is, it would be maybe a week or 2

lately, he had been very busy writing lyrics for new songs that you both haven’t had a lot of time together

he was working on his music in the studio when you peeked your head through the door

his eyes were drooping and his head rested on the palm of his hand slowly beginning to drift off 

as you gently knocked on the door gently his head quickly turned to see you

he smiled twisting the chair around motioning to come sit on his lap

you sat down pushing his hair out of his face and smiling

he wrapped both arms around your waist bringing you close enough to feel his breath fan across your lips

“you’re tired babe,,, you should go to bed” you said breaking the silence

he smiled at your words and looked down at your lips and then looked up to your eyes for confirmation

you could barely smile before his lips softly pressed against yours and you could feel him smile in the slightest way 

hyunjin

for jinnie he would kiss you probably on the first proper date you would have 

i see him taking you to a cute coffee shop and buying you an iced coffee and you both sharing a croissant because we know hyunjin and aesthetics 

anyway

you both finished the croissant that you shared and he took your hand in his as you walked the streets of Seoul laughing and talking

“no hyunjin, it wasn’t me who said it, it was jisung!” you said giggling

“yea sureee” he said leaning down to take a sip of your coffee 

you turned your head in shock

“yah!”

before you could could say anything he yanked your hand so that you stopped and were facing him

he was grinning before he leaned down pulling you closer as he pressed his curled lips against yours

he pulled away grinning “yea, it was definitely you who said it.”

you were too surprised to say anything as your cheeks turned pink so you just turned and started walking as he started to swing your hands

jisung 

jisung is so passionate in everything and kissing would be no different 

his first kiss with his s/o would 100% be intense

you and jisung were on a mini date at the arcade while the rest of the boys went to eat dinner,,,

“yah, you’re cheating! you can’t do that!” you whined

“what are you talking about, i’m playing the game?” he said nonchalantly as he took own of your basketballs 

“you’re taking my basketballs and using them for your game, how is that ‘no cheating?’” you asked sarcastically

you heard the timer buzz on the game as he turned to look at you with a cheeky smile 

“if you woulda just went along with it instead of yelling at me you would’ve won,” he stated 

you rolled your eyes turning away from him 

he reached out to grab your hand pulling your body flush with his

your cheeks immediately were dusted pink 

“what can i do to make it up to, huh?” he said locking your eyes with his 

his soft lips were on yours before you could say anything 

you pulled away quickly 

“jisung, there are people everywhere”, you whispered

he answered you by kissing you harder,, leaving you speechless 

felix

for felix, i think he would think a lot about how and when his first kiss with you would be 

but we’re talking about lee felix so that plan would probably go right down the drain sjsksjk 

you had both decided to make vanilla cake just because you we bored 

you blasted the music through while you baked as you sang and danced making eachother laugh hysterically 

as you were pouring mix in the mixer, felix turned the mixer on high making the powder go everywhere

“FELIX WHY DID YOU DO THAT?” you laughed wiping the powder from your face

“i didn’t think it would go everywhere!” he said laughing 

he grabbed a towel and gently started wiping your face

your laughter had settled when you noticed how close you guys were 

at some point you had backed up into the counter

you were trapped with felix only a few inches away from your face 

he stepped a little closer, forcing you to look up at him 

before you had time to think he leaned in pressing his lips against yours 

he pulled away looking down 

you smiled brightly and leaned over to grab some powder from the bowl and flicked it as his face 

but before you squirm out of his arms he grabbed your waist pulling you in for a longer, deeper kiss

sorry his was longer,, what do you expect,,, hes my bias sjksjskjs

seungmin

our puppy uwu

i feel like he would kinda just let it happen when it happened

seungmin knew english very well and since you were still in the process of learning korean he decided to help you since it was his day off

“no, no, y/n, it’s not like ‘n’, it’s like ‘ng’” he said 

“ahh ok, i got it,” you said looking back at your notebook 

“no, say it, i’ll see if you got it” he said, laughing

“agh, fine,” you said rolling your eyes 

“ng, ng, ng” you emphasised 

“yes! that was perfect,” he said 

he squished your cheeks making your lips pucker 

“you’re so cute!” he smiled leaning in to peck your lips 

after he kissed you he quickly leaned back removing his hands from your face

he laughed nervously scratching the back of his neck

you saw his reaction and grabbed his hands 

he looked you in the eyes and you quickly pecked his lips 

you pulled back blushing like crazy 

he smiled brightly pulling out the flashcards

this is really just a bunch little pecks but what do you expect from our puppy uwu

jeongin

lastly our baby jeongin,,,,,（＊＾Ｕ＾）人（≧Ｖ≦＊）/ 

i feel like jeongin would kinda just let it happen when it happened like seungmin 

i also feel like he would wait to kiss you until you were a little more comfortable in the relationship

like hyunjin, he would kiss you on a date

he had set up a picnic for you both at a park near your house 

you were both young and innocent so a lot of the dates you went on were cliche which the rest of the boys made fun of him for but he loved it 

you ate and laughed enjoying every moment you had together

you leaned back on your back looking up at the clouds

he laid down next to you grabbing your hand turning his head to look at you

after awhile he leaned up on hand looking down 

“where’s one place you’ve always wanted to go?” he questioned

you turned your head to look at him 

you wanted to question why he was asking that but you just decided to answer

“honestly there’s really no specific place but i’ve always wanted go to venice, italy; everything there is absolutely beautiful: the building are colorful, there’s water taxis that take you through the whole town, and most importantly... the pizza” you said giggling 

he looked at you with amazement as he quickly leaned down pressing his lips to yours 

“can i be there?” he asks

“of course, i wouldn’t go without you”

i’m tagging @kesmonsterwrites because she inspired me to start writing! hopefully you like it! (╯3╰)

[idvlovblog]

could u do relationship hcs with Demi, Emily, Michiko, and Tracy (separate) preferably with a fem s/o ^_^ but g/n is good too

of course! sorry for the wait (i'm sick right now, so i couldn't really complete the request as fast as i wanted to) and i hope you like it!

Demi:

ahh, i love her so much!

a relationship with her would definitely be exciting and fun

flirts constantly but in a really playful way and it may be hard to tell if she's actually interested in you romantically or just joking around

plus, she flirts with almost any nice, approachable person she meets

(though she definitely starts doing that a lot less once she realizes she's in love with you)

protects you with her life

whether it's in the manor or in a normal setting, she wouldn't let anything bad happen to you

gives you so many compliments!

and she means every single one of them

calls you "lady" a lot at first

probably starts distancing herself for a bit once you two get together

she never saw herself as someone who has anything to offer in a relationship, and she's scared of being bad influence on you

she thinks she might "ruin" you. which is obviously untrue!

with time, she'll begin to slowly realize that she's not someone hopeless or undeserving of your love

please support her then

whenever you two plan dates, she makes special drinks to fit the occasion. they're somehow even better than her usual work! the special ingredient is love. ♡

but she always keeps an eye on you when you're drinking. she's seen alcohol addiction before and doesn't want you to meet that fate.

loves giving you hugs! and squeezing your organs out in the process. seriously, her hugs are way too tight.

Michiko:

show your affection with beautiful flowers and thought-out compliments! she responds really well to that

loves being treated like a lady. opening the door for her, noticing her beauty, speaking to her somewhat formally, it makes her really happy

would be willing to teach you how to dance, if you wanted to!

i feel like she'd take you to classical concerts on your dates

or maybe to opera? either way, she loves fine art and would be happy to share said love with you

not really into pda

but likes hand-holding and giving you short, sweet kisses occasionally

you guys would have matching necklaces! she'd treasure hers and would rarely ever go out without it

she's usually melancholic and distant but she acts more comfortable and positive around you. you make her happy. ♡

she often feels like she's "not enough" or like you're wasting your time on her. please help her realize she's wrong.

she really likes japanese poetry (me too) and i'm certain she'd be over the moon if you ever tried writing something for her in that style

has a really cute laugh! please try to make her laugh often

Emily:

definitely protective of you! she's a doctor, after all

she doesn't fret over you though, at least not excessively. she'll always make sure you're not putting yourself in potential danger and that you have healthy food and sleep routines, but outside of that she just lets you do what you think is best

she's always longed for peace, and she hopes she can find it with you by her side

her dream is to be able to provide a comfortable, safe future for the both of you

though she's usually composed, sweet words make her easily flustered

likes cooking with you! always gives nutrition advice when you two are preparing a meal

if you're injured, she'll always treat the wound gently and carefully, no matter how small it is. gives you forehead kisses afterwards. ♡

loves calm dates, like reading books together or making a semi-fancy dinner and setting a few candles on the table. things that are romantic and sweet, but don't require leaving the house or making big plans.

although she has lots of personal issues, they don't change your relationship or the way she treats you too much. sometimes she wonders if she deserves your love after everything she's done, but those thoughts go away eventually

she really likes tea! maybe you could take her tea-tasting sometime

Tracy:

tracy's literally so funny, i love her (go read her twitter replies, they're top tier)

calls you "dude" or "man" (but in a non-gendered way. you know what i mean) so often, you could consider it her pet name for you

takes you on the most interesting, fun dates you could imagine! you literally can't be bored with her by your side

she has those days where she works for hours without a break and doesn't leave her room until the project she's working on is finished. you're probably the only person who can tear her from work in those situations

loves you a lot, but she's not really big on heartfelt speeches and stuff like that

plus, she sometimes gets embarrassed even when trying to say a simple "i love you"

shows her affections mostly with actions, like making things for you, listening when you talk (even if it's not about something she's usually interested in) and hugging you all the time

doesn't even get mad even when you interrupt her work

quite the opposite actually! she gets more energetic after seeing your face

you're her biggest motivator. ♡

builds you miscellaneous trinkets and sometimes even robots! loves seeing your reactions to them and will get super happy if you say you like them.

[sleepynobie]

(A/N: A short floof with the edgy boi >:3. Enjoy!)

"I love you"

These three words aren't hard to pronounce and yet Xiao just can't say them. It baffles him how three words can make him feel uncomfortable because when he thought of saying it to you, he starts to feel embarrassed that it holds him back.

But apparently not you.

You say it every day like you're breathing. Not that it bothers him since it makes him feel warm and he's not the one who says it. Nonetheless, how can you say it so casually to him without a hint of embarrassment? He thought he knows enough about humans by being with you but it seems like there's more to learn.

"Eating almond tofu I see"

Xiao shifts his attention from the almond tofu to you who waves at him before sitting next to him.

"Do you want some?"

"I'm good, thanks" You smile "I just need to rest a bit before going down again to serve the food"

He looks slightly concerned at you since it seems that today's quite busy that he often sees you go up and down to get the food "How many guests are left?"

"Umm around 3 more. But then, you know new customers are going to come anyway" You say before smirking at him while resting your cheek on your palm as you place your elbow on the table "Why? Did you miss me?"

A slight blush quickly appears on Xiao's face before he quickly denies it "I'm not. I'm just wondering"

"Sure sure" You snicker which makes him glare at you "Don't worry, I'm used to doing this so-"

Suddenly, you heard Chef Smiley calls for you to bring the food to the guests which makes you quickly get up "Oh, I gotta go. I'll see you when I see you"

"Alright" He merely replies and you're about to leave him until suddenly you turn around as you form a heart with your arms again and smile.

"Xiao, I love you!"

It's those three words again (and what's with the heart shape?) that makes him blush more than before. Seriously, if he's a human, his heart might have a problem because it skips a beat every time you say those three words. Yet at the same time, he loves it every time he hears it from you because it reassures and comforts him.

~~~

~~~

Finally, the last guests leave after finishing their dinner which means your shift is over. You quickly clear up the table as you bring the plates and go to the elevator to wash them. After that, you officially finish your work for the day and bid farewell to Chef Smiley and Verr Goldet before you leave to meet Xiao on the highest balcony.

"Guess who's back!" You shout which makes Xiao turn around before you run towards him to give a hug.

"Do you really need to say it loudly?" Xiao retorts while welcoming you into his arms.

You snuggle onto him, taking in his warmth and feeling comforted at his hug. You then pull away and feel energised as you smile at him.

"Well, I can't help it! Even though I'm tired but once I see you, it's all gone as if it never happens. As expected of my boyfriend who gives the best hug"

This makes him blush slightly at your compliment/flirt but also amazed at how there's no hint of embarrassment when you said it.

"You're really an odd one, (Name)"

"Uhh.. Thank you...?" You smile but also look unsure with the sudden comment since odd isn't exactly a compliment or insult.

"I mean how can you be so upfront with your feelings? Especially the one that you always say every day"

"You mean 'I love you'?" You ask which he nods shyly in response.

"Well, this might sound ridiculous to you but I was inspired by an old couple that used to stay here "You reply before giggling sheepishly.

"A customer?"

You nod and begin to recall the memories when you met with the old couple "I remember that every time they spend time together just enjoying the view from the balcony, one of them would casually say it to another. It caught me off guard at first but then it eventually turned into awe, envy for the romantic and cute relationship, and curiosity on what makes them like to say it so often. I mean, I never meet a couple who say I love you to each other everyday, or even say I love you"

"It is rather embarrassing" Xiao comments "Actions are easier to do than saying that"

"And you used to be so awkward on trying to kiss me" You grin mischievously which makes him blush furiously in embarrassment before retorting.

"Sh-Shut up! Did you really need to bring up about that?"

"I'm just saying, Xiao" You giggle before calming down to continue "Anyway, I decided to ask them one day what makes them want to say I love you so often. Then, this is what they said: it's because we will never know when we die"

Xiao looks slightly taken aback at the unexpected answer while you continue "Well, they also said that they like saying it to each other too but the reason is mainly because they're getting old so they want to make sure on the day they have to leave, at least they've said to the other about how they love them. Then hopefully, the three words that they always hear can be a comfort whenever they feel alone or sad. So that's why I was inspired to do the same because you know... I can't live as long as you"

You smile sheepishly and start to look melancholic knowing that one day, you won't be able to be by his side anymore which always make you feel guilty about it. But instead of stressing about it, isn't that why you try to stay healthy and safe as long as you can so you can spend a lot of time with him?

You slap both of cheeks to snap out of the sadness and try to lighten up the mood with a tease "Besides, it's cute to see how your face is always redden whenever I say it so it motivates me even more to keep saying it-"

Suddenly, Xiao pulls you into a tight hug as if he doesn't want you to be gone and stays here with him. You look slightly surprised for a moment but then you understand why he suddenly does it before you apologise to him and hugs him back "I'm sorry, I don't mean to remind you about it. But hey, I'm here right now alright? I'll be here tomorrow, the next days, weeks, and years until the time comes. So, let's not think about it much and just enjoy the time we spend together while we can-"

"I love you"

You halt for a moment, looking surprised and disbelief at what you just heard because you never heard him saying it to you even once. You can feel your face suddenly heats up but at the same time, you want to hear it again.

"Did you say something, Xiao?"

"I-I said I... I love you" You can sense that Xiao is embarrassed of saying it which makes you feel guilty but this is a rare moment so you want to hear it from him again.

"What was that? I didn't catch what you were saying" You say and look forward to hear it from him again but then he pulls away to look at you with a slight irked expression.

"You're messing with him, aren't you?"

"I just want to hear it again since this is the first time you said it to me" You grin sheepishly "But now that I see your face, why don't you say it while looking at me?"

Immediately, Xiao blushes furiously because he can't imagine saying it while having an eye contact with you. That's just too embarrassing which is why he did it while hugging you in the first place so he doesn't have to see you.

But he remembers the reason why you always say 'I love you' and how much it means to you. Plus, you look at him so expectantly which makes it hard for him to resist.

"Ugh fine..." He takes a deep breath and looks at you which he starts to feel the embarrassment. But he tries to keep it together before finally saying it after a while.

"I love you, (Name)"

You smile happily upon hearing it before saying it back to him.

"I love you too, Xiao"

~~Bonus~~

"Now that I hear you saying 'I love you', how about trying this for me?" You ask excitedly and form a heart with your arms.

"No way" Xiao refuses and looks at you with a disapproval look. Saying 'I love you' is already tough and there's no way he's going to do that.

"But.. it's also another way of saying 'I love you'" You look sad before showing puppy eyes to him.

"Don't give me that look" He sighs before suddenly leaning towards you to kiss your forehead and changing the subject "By the way, it's starting to get cold so we should go to your room"

"And get ourselves heated up hmm?" You smirk in attempt to tease him which makes him blush.

"Well.. I mean we can cuddle I guess.."

"Ahh.." You sweatdrop "Yeah that works too"

"Too?" Xiao looks confused "Did you have something else in mind-"

"Nothing, let's head inside" You interject and grab his wrist before the two of you going to your room, to cuddle of course.

[moody-bloosh]

Hey! How are you? I'd like to know if you're willing to write for part 7! If yes, then I'd like general relationship headcanons for: Johnny, Diego, Hot Pants and Funny Valentine. (If you don't want write for fv, then that's fine!) P.S. I love your blog and writing!

Hi! I’m that one anon that sent a part 7 request, I’m soooo sorry! I didn’t realise that you weren’t writing for part 7! Could I resent that request but with Unita Speciale pretty please?

AHH THANK YOU SO MUCH DEAR

General Relationship Headcanons for Unita Speciale 

Squalo & Tiziano 

They love to do things like wear cute couple outfits with you. Even if it doesn’t exactly match, they just like coordinating outfits with you. Something about subtly letting other people know that you are theirs. 

Super devoted to you, Tiziano loves planning romantic evenings for the three of you while Squalo prefers more lowkey things like getting takeout while you eat TV dinner while you watch a movie using Cioccolata’s Netflix account. 

Tiziano will read you romantic sayings from novels and Squalo will tag you in stupid memes that will make you snort in public. A sweet sort of hot and cold relationship.

They are endlessly devoted to you. Will pull the sun from the sky if it means it will make you smile. If you asked, they would do everything they can to get you the moon and the stars. 

Carne 

Fiercely loyal and devoted, Carne sees you as the light of his life and the reason for his existence. 

Ever since he met you he feels like everything in his life has begun to look up. He’ll do anything and everything he can to protect your smile. 

He always gets you strange little things and he’s not exactly the best at showing affection but he does his best and that is enough. 

When he holds you in his arms and you look up at him with a gentle smile, he feels like you’re the only thing he has that is right. 

You take it upon yourself to teach Carne things, you teach him how to read, write. And he loves to write you little love letters on sticky notes, things like romantic quotes from the books you read together, sincere declarations of his affection for you. Those kinds of things uwu 

Cioccolata & Secco 

Their interest in recording things means they have a lot of home videos of intimate moments: things like when you first celebrated your birthday with them, Secco opening presents, and even a rare moment where Cioccolata is holding Secco in his arms tenderly while the two of them sleep on the couch. 

Cioccolata likes lavishing you with expensive gifts and even more expensive clothes. 

You’re the one who does Cioccolata’s makeup, his hair. He would do it himself but he never likes the way he looks when he does it. There’s something about the way you do his makeup that makes him feel like a million dollars or maybe it was just the way that you would press a kiss on his forehead and tell him that he looked so dashing. 

Sometimes, when Secco tires of Cioccolata’s harsh affection, he seeks you out to dote on him. He loves when you pat his head, give him kissies all over his face, and hug him. He loves being your little spoon. 

There’s nothing these 2 love more than seeing your welcoming smile after a long day. There was just something about you that made their place really feel like a home. 

Because maybe sometimes, home is 2 weirdoes and a halfway normal person. 

Doppio 

He’s always away so Doppio is constantly calling you. 

Sometimes, he just wants to hear the sound of your voice, he loves to hear you talk to him about your day. Something about the normalcy of your life soothes him. 

He’s a soft romantic so imagine sipping hot chocolate while you cuddle underneath a blanket fort. 

Always, there are always nightmares. He never does talk about it and you never push him. When you feel him stiffening up in bed, his soft snores coming to be replaced with whimpering, you find yourself immediately reaching out to hold him, to comfort him. 

You like to spoil Doppio with nice pretty things, it always fills his heart when you surprise him with cute stuff. 

Loves receiving affection from you more than giving it. Not that Doppio is a selfish lover by any means, he is actually very generous. It’s just that there’s something in the way when you look at him, when you hold him, when you tell him that you love him that makes him feel whole and pure. 

Something about how your love for him makes him feel like he is a good man even though deep down he knows it isn’t. 

bonus: Diavolo

Falling in love with Diavolo is like a slow burn, but when it catches fire it engulfs everything. 

“You made me fall for you, take responsibility.” 

Diavolo can’t take care of himself. He’s always too busy running the mafia or having a mental breakdown to do so, so you have to take it upon yourself to make sure he’s alright. 

Texting Diavolo things like: Good morning, Diavolo, did you make sure to eat today? Did you make sure to drink water today? I love you, take care of yourself. 

At first, he dislikes the whole thing with you texting him. He never responds to your texts and he finds himself getting annoyed with how frequently you text him but he still manages to find time to do as you asked. He drinks water, he makes sure to eat properly. 

Gradually, he begins to respond to your texts, just curt replies: Yes, I ate today. Take care of yourself too. I love you too. 

He’s a very possessive lover and he’s super touchy. Constantly holding your hands, always finding a way to touch you, his hands are always on your waist. 

You love to play with his hair when he lets you. You learn how to do intricate hairstyles just so that you can make him look more handsome lol. You love shampooing and combing his hair. 

THE LITTLE SPOON!!!! He never admits it but he loves it when you cradle him in your arms, run your fingers through his hair, and whisper gentle affirmations in his ear. 

[notyoursterotypicalnerd]

Uncomfortable - Chapter Five

Main Masterlist

Celebrities Masterlist  DC Masterlist 

Word count: 1412

Synopsis: She is a scriptwriter and had Henry Cavill in mind for a character she’s written. She never actually imagined meeting the man himself, let alone him saying yes to her casting suggestion.  She was starting to regret not going further with Henry yesterday.

Written in third person. Y/N – your name.  

A/N: Hey, Cavillry! I’m not really a henry cavill fan, I’m only familiar with him in superman and stardust but your posts have inspired to write this. Hopefully, I did your king justice.

Personal A/N: this chapter is inspired by myself and the internal struggle I have with allowing myself to be romantic with someone I’m interested in.

Note to self: stop being a dumbass, stop writing fanfics when your struggling to stay awake!  (i’ll re-read this later down the track and go, ohh..ahh! note ingored.)

She couldn’t believe what she did yesterday. She had a chance to do something physical with the sweetest guy on earth and she blew it. She had spent the night kicking herself with disappointment.

What was she doing? She didn’t want to fall for Henry, but she was. What was she doing? She wanted to be his friend not his lover. What was she doing? He was working for her, this was a work relationship; she didn’t want it to go further. Maybe she did.

She listened to her alarm go off; she looked at her phone. 5am. That was her cue to go for her daily morning run, she prayed she didn’t see Henry today, but she didn’t want to stay in the hotel room for the final day off.

She changed out of her pj’s and into her running clothes, she pulled her sneakers out from the bottom of her suitcase and put them on.

She grabbed her arm band from her suitcase, shoved her phone in and put in her earphones. She grabbed the hotel key, squeezing it into the arm band before making her way out to the elevator.

She pressed the down button before shuffling through her Spotify for her workout playlist. She looked up as the elevator doors opened, she stepped inside. She was thankful that Henry wasn’t up or at least not in the elevator. She needed to understand what her own mind was doing.

She hit the ground button, letting the music from Spotify fill her ears. She watched as the elevator numbers dropped down each floor, she inhaled and exhaled as the elevator doors opened on the ground floor.

She walked out of the hotel and began running down the footpath letting herself get lost in the sun rising.

# # #

She pressed the up button of the elevator, beads of sweat dripping down her body. She was worn out, but it was needed.

The run may not have helped her clear her head, but it did at least her wake up her.

She stepped inside when the doors of the elevator opened. She pressed her floor button, she leaned on the back wall of the elevator; her music still playing as she allowed herself to catch her breath.

She hadn’t realised her eyes had closed when she felt the elevator stop. She jolted her eyes open by the time the elevator doors had opened, she almost stepped out when she realised Henry Cavill stepping in.

She looked at the floor number on the inside of the elevator; floor 4. It was the gym level.

Henry had a towel wrapped over his shoulders. Wearing a singlet and a pair of shorts with his sneakers on.

She lowered her gaze to the floor of the elevator trying to let the music in her earphones distract her.

“Morning, Y/N.” Henry tried to catch her attention.

She knew she couldn’t ignore him “Henry.”

“What happened to Mr Cavill or Call Me Henry?” He was noticing something had changed. He had gotten used to her quips.

She shrugged a little.

Henry pressed his floor level just before the elevator doors closed. He leaned against the side wall of the elevator.

“About yesterday…”

She shook her head “It’s fine.”

There it was again. Henry was noticing. The girl that was playful with him had switched; he felt like yesterday had ruined their flow of what they were trying to be.

Henry went to speak again but the elevator doors had opened; she didn’t say anything to him as she stepped out. He watched her, Henry felt heartbroken.

# # #

She leaned her head against the shower wall letting the water from the shower head splash over her body.

What was she doing?

“AHH!!” She screamed. She screamed out in frustration. She screamed out in annoyance. She was screwing things up before they even had a chance to beginning. “It shouldn’t be this friggin hard!” She screamed out “What are you doing!?” She cried in disbelief. “He kissed you. He made the first move.” She placed the palms of her hands on the tiles of the shower wall.

She wanted to punch the walls, she wanted to claw at the walls. She wanted to do something but knew the tiles would do more damage to her than she would do it.

# # #

She picked up her phone. She stared at the blank screen of the phone. She wanted to message him, she wanted to interact with him, but she wasn’t sure what to say or do.

Should she apologise for her change of mood this morning? Should she see if Henry wants to get lost together again? Should she see if Henry wants to continue what they started yesterday?

She tapped her phone causing it to light up. She opened her private Instagram and searched Henry’s name. She hadn’t followed him on her private account, she wanted to keep her private life separate from her work life.

He hadn’t posted any updates since yesterday when he shared her photo.

She clicked on the photo he reshared of her’s and began to read the comments. She scrolled through a lot of comments that were in languages that she didn’t know, she scrolled through comments that talked about his curls, she scrolled through the comments that talked about wanting to be with him. She saw a few comments mention Realm of Kings and smiled as she read those, she  knew who those fans were. She had meet them once or twice, they had followed her before this film.

She tapped out of Henry’s post and stared at his Instagram page. She struggled, normally she was fine with talking to people. She struggled, normally she wasn’t this shy with someone she was falling for. She struggled, this one was different.

He is famous. He is loved. He is someone.

She is trying to be famous but anonymous at the same time. She struggled with love. She is…

She clicked on the message button, she stared at the photo that she had sent him.

Henry did look gorgeous in the photo.

She bite her lower lip as she began typing.

Sorry for this morning.

“No” She said to herself as she backspaced the words.

Want to get lost together again?

“Ew” She backspaced the words again.

Hi.

“What!?” She accidently hit send instead of backspace. Her eyes widened with fear when she saw her simple word had sent.

It took mere seconds for Henry to respond.

Are you okay?

She sat down on her bed as she smiled a little.

Henry was trying.

She knew he was trying.

Yeah. Just wore myself out.

She hoped Henry would believe her lie.

Could’ve joined me in the gym. I could always do with a buddy.

She squealed a little when she read his reply. “Remain calm” She said to herself.

Could’ve joined me running.

“NO!” She screamed at her phone screen as she backspaced the words.

I could do with a buddy right now.

She scrunched her face up as she hit sent. “What are you doing?” She said to herself about herself.

Give me 5.

Her eyes widened when she saw his reply.

Henry! Henry was coming down to her apartment!

Her mind went into panic over drive.

She dropped her phone on her bed as she rushed around the apartment trying to hide anything, she would be embarrassed to have Henry see. She hid the makeshift clothesline in the bathroom and closed the bathroom door, she straightened the pillows on the lounge and ran to her bedroom to straighten the bedding.

She wasn’t sure if they would make it to the bedroom, but she didn’t want him to see her lack of neatness.

She froze when she heard a knock on her apartment door. Her eyes quickly scanned the room, she cringed when she realised her suitcase opened on the floor. She quickly zipped it up and shoved it in the cupboard, closing the cupboard doors.

She took a few deep breaths as she walked to the apartment door. She wrapped her hand around the door handle.  She watched her hand turn the handle and pull the door open, she slowly let her eyes wonder to the person who had knocked.

“Henry” She smiled.

“Y/N” He took in the sight of her.

She wasn’t sweaty, she wasn’t in running clothes. She was dressed casually with her hair down.

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@omgkatinka​ @summersong69​ @runawayolives​ @lunedelorient​ 

[polkahotness]

SHORTAKI WEEK DAY 1

FFN // AO3 

               Long Gone

Sometimes when I look at Helga, it's difficult to remember what it was like before we admitted our feelings for each other. Granted, Helga had admitted her feelings to me countless times and on numerous different occasions, but I had never been all that great at that sort of thing in response.

I supposed that my 'love language' just wasn't the same as hers and it made navigating through our relationship a tumultuous and difficult process at times.

Helga had always been so good with words—her feelings, though oftentimes hidden deep inside, were always so well-articulated. When she wanted to give up the truth behind them, her sentences were thoughtful; poetic, and they came out of her mouth with ease, despite inwardly struggling with that piece of vulnerability.

But me?

It seemed that I still hadn't quite figured out how to best voice my feelings.

It wasn't that I had a problem voicing them—I had no issue whatsoever telling Helga, Gerald, my next-door neighbor, or the entire world how I felt about her. That wasn't the problem. The problem was that I couldn't do it well. My attempts were often clumsy, and I had the tendency to ramble and stumble over each word like I was once again learning how to speak for the first time in my life.

Thankfully, Helga never held it against me. In fact, her response to my feeble attempts usually sounded something like, "Still struggling with that word thing, are we, footballhead?" Then she'd let out this soft little laugh while I blushed and would open my mouth to try and dispute her, though she never let me get that far. "I get it, babe. You love me. And I love you—" then she'd pause and smack my butt while following it up with, "—and that cute little ass of yours."

A lifetime of confusing feelings had changed a lot in the dynamic between Helga and myself—the last six of those years cementing our relationship in a way that 10-year-old-me could have never imagined.

We were the couple people oogled over. Our stories of the bully and the victim turning into lovers was one for the ages, and we never grew tired of talking about it or reminiscing over the foolish children we once were. While anyone with eyes could see the love that we held for one another, it was always Helga who seemed to vocalize it best. As the self-appointed designated speaker, she was usually the one who told our complicated love story as I draped my arm over her shoulders to hold her into me wherever it was that we sat.

Helga had figured out in our time together that I was the shower, and not the teller. My love for her looked like me making dinner when I knew she had a hard day at work and would be too tired to even heat up a tv dinner. It looked like me rubbing her feet while she lay unsuspecting on the couch with her legs on my lap as we binge-watched another series. My love was shown through buying her that book she'd been talking about for three weeks because it was the long-awaited follow-up to her favorite author's poetry book—and I'd even gotten the limited edition copy with the ornately designed cover and gold-lined pages because, while she'd never say it, I knew she preferred the special copy over the boring (and cheaper) paperback version.

It was all of those little things and more that told Helga how much I loved her. But all of those little things could never express what I needed to tell her next. The emotions and feelings I had to say this time around would require me to put my strengths of showing and my weaknesses of telling together so I could be bolder than I'd ever been before.

Because there was nothing in the world that I wouldn't do for her.

It may have taken us a while to realize just how deeply our love for one another went. Even after we'd admitted our feelings, we struggled to get to a place where we mutually realized we were each other's end game. I'm sure Helga already knew this fact because she seemed to have always known, even when we were children, but me? It had taken me much longer.

With Helga, I was always just a few steps behind.

But it was okay.

Helga always managed to wait patiently…always somehow knowing that I was making my way to her.

Throughout our years of syncopated dating habits, a funny thing happened that I could never push away. Helga never left my mind. No matter where I was or what I was doing with who, Helga always remained. It may have taken until we both hit 21 for the stars to officially align, but that night six years ago when we reconnected on our favorite bar's balcony that overlooked the bright lights of Hillwood… that night forever changed my life.

I could only hope it would provide that same luck tonight as we stood together, once again, on the bar's balcony while looking out at our hometown on a quiet autumn evening.

"You know, Arnoldo," Helga said after taking a swig from the bottle she was holding, "I was kind of surprised you wanted to come to this joint on our anniversary of all days."

Smirking at her statement, I shrugged my shoulders. "The balcony here is nice. I like looking out at the city, don't you?"

"Well, sure," she replied while focusing her attention out on the dotted lights of the faraway buildings that made up the skyline. "But we could have easily done it from somewhere less…" Twisting her body, she glanced behind herself towards the hubbub of noise from within the bar. Turning back around, she returned her gaze outward while finishing her sentiment. "I don't know, somewhere less… cheesy."

"Cheesy?" I intoned while eyeing her carefully. "What do you mean by that?"

"You know," she simply said while fixating her eyes ahead without so much as a flinch in my direction. "Taking me to the same place where we first 'officially' rekindled our relationship. I guess I would have thought you'd pick some fancy-pants restaurant to propose to me at."

My jaw instinctively dropped as I stared at Helga with my mouth agape.

Slowly she turned her head to look at me with a wicked grin. "I like the sentimentality part though," she offered as some kind of consolation prize. "But if you were to take us back somewhere and be all romantic by talking about the past, I would have chosen P.S 118 or something. Now that's a good throwback."

I was still in shock as she spoke; my mind not comprehending that Helga had so easily figured out my plans and then called me out on them without so much as a care in the world.

It seemed that, yet again, Helga was still one step ahead of me.

"But you… how did you… but," I shook my head while struggling to force out a somewhat-coherent response. "Didn't you, how could you have—"

"Arnold," she deadpanned, though a hint of a smile twitched at the corner of her lips, "You were at Gerald's for four hours the other day. You really think I didn't hear about your little 'plans' from Phoebe?"

"Phoebe told you?" I repeated in shock. "Phoebe. She's smarter than that, Helga. Why on earth would she think it was okay to tell you something this important?!" I exclaimed and Helga remained unphased; merely tilting her head in thought before looking away from me again.

Casually, she explained, "I never said she thought it was okay. I mean, criminy, I practically had to force it out of her."

"And you did that because…?"

Helga let out a chuckle before fully turning her entire body to face me directly. "I've been waiting for you to propose to me for years now, Arnold. Years." I could feel heat beginning to rise and fill in my cheeks. "Honestly, I was about ready to propose to you, and then Phoebe kept telling me that I couldn't do that because our anniversary was coming up so then I told her that it was the perfect time to propose, then one thing led to another and—"

"She didn't actually tell you, then, did she." I finished for her in a statement rather than a question, and Helga let out a heavy sigh.

"She didn't have to tell me," Helga said with a twinge of humor beneath her tone. "By the way she acted, I knew immediately what you were up to."

Silence settled between us and I fought the urge to explode in anger, frustration, and sheer disappointment. How was it that I was still so incapable of surprising Helga? How was it that even after all of this time, I was still that dense little boy unable to catch up to Helga and be the first to admit something for once.

How was it that I was somehow perpetually in the fourth grade, avoiding acting on my feelings?

Impulsively, I grabbed Helga's hand and began pulling her towards the inside of the bar, "C'mon," I told her as she followed along with an inquisitive set of eyes. "We're going somewhere."

"Where?" She scoffed out. "I thought you were going to ask me to marry you…"

"Oh, I am," I answered immediately and in a firm tone. "But I'm not doing it here."

"Ahh, a field trip, I see," Helga replied as we dodged and weaved our way through the drunken crowd of dancers cluttering the small bar. "And just where is it you have decided to take me for this romantic gesture?"

"Somewhere you won't be expecting this time," I told her with about 86% certainty. "At least… I hope."

As she set her half-empty bottle on a table that we passed by in pursuit of the door out, we finally exited the bar and began making our way down the sidewalk. I led us forward with determination while Helga trailed along in my wake; her longer legs allowing her to keep at my pace with ease.

"Seriously, what are you up to, Hair Boy?" Her tone was becoming almost nervous, and it only heightened my confidence that this new destination was where I should have brought her in the first place. It was a deep-seeded memory that we hadn't discussed since we were teenagers. This had to be the perfect place for a proposal.

This had to be it.

Continuing to drag her along, Helga's eyes shifted to take in her surroundings. Her brows furrowed as she tried to piece together the strange environment that I was leading her through—an old part of Hillwood that had been long forgotten. Most everything on each block had either been abandoned or demolished; the promises of new complexes and mini-malls now only graffitied rubble lost to the recent economic recession.

"Do you even know where we are?" Helga continued to try and coax my true purpose out of me. "You do realize that if we're lost, I am not paying for the taxi back."

It was a backhanded joke that signaled Helga was out of her element. I knew her tactics by now and she was currently baffled as to what was in store. The fact that I was going to propose tonight was already out in the open and there was no pretending it wasn't still going to happen. The way it was going to happen, however… now that was going to be vastly different.

I just hoped I was going to be able to pull it off. I didn't exactly have the greatest track record with speaking my feelings on the fly, but maybe that was for the best. In fact, by doing this completely unrehearsed, Helga would know that my words—as jumbled and clunky as they may come out—would be directly from the heart, my heart. Unrehearsed. Unpolished. Unfiltered.

Pulling Helga to a stop as we reached the corner of an unassuming block hidden in the outskirts of Hillwood, the two of us stood in place in front of a small building. Inside the window was a faded, 'For Lease' sign, and the cement that made up the foundation was filled with cracks that had allowed wild weeds to spurt from the ground and wiggle their way up towards the sky. At first glance, the building was old and decrepit—absolutely nothing special and certainly not somewhere worthy of a marriage proposal.

Glancing around at where I'd brought her, Helga eyed the building carefully before slowly turning to face me. "An abandoned building? What's so special about this place? There's nothing here."

"Exactly," I answered as Helga's brow raised in curiosity. "There isn't anything here. Not now, anyway." Looking over my shoulder, I gestured towards the dilapidated structure before continuing my thought. "It's been a lot of different things in the past, though."

"Oh really?" Helga humored me while letting go of my hand to cross her arms loosely over her chest. "Like what?"

"A clothing boutique. A tailoring company. I'm pretty sure there was a craft store in here too at one point—"

"What in the hell does any of that have to do with—" Helga interrupted, though I didn't allow her to keep talking.

Instead, I finished my sentence by asserting dominance and talking over her as she unsuccessfully tried to speak over me. "—but before all of that, this was a daycare."

Helga's eyes widened minimally, though she remained silent as if to give me the chance to continue.

And that's exactly what I did.

"Not so much a daycare as it was a pre-school, though."

More silence settled between us as Helga's eyes drifted from mine to look at the run-down building she hadn't recognized. "Urban Tots," she muttered out as though it were an afterthought rather than a declaration of acknowledgement.

At her fixation towards our old pre-school, I took the opportunity to shakily get down on one knee; my hand fumbling to reach the small box I'd been hiding inside the pocket of the jeans I was wearing. Pulling it out, Helga's eyes returned to me; water gathering at the base of her vision as she looked down at me with laser-focus.

"Helga," I began precariously, though I tried to keep myself calm as I turned the blue-velvet box over and over in my hands anxiously. "As you've proven tonight, you are and always have been one step ahead of me. Since the moment we met, something in you had the wherewithal to know that we weren't just classmates in some random neighborhood in a random city in this random universe we find ourselves living in. Something inside of you knew that we were more than that. It knew… you knew that we were so much more, that we were… that we are, soulmates."

"Arnold," Helga breathed out, but I held up a finger to stop her from saying anything else and throwing me off of my groove.

"Do you remember when we were fifteen?" I started and Helga smirked while staring at me incredulously. "You told me that you had loved me from the moment you first saw me which, to be fair, wasn't the first time you'd told me that, but I asked you when that was, when you had first seen me."

A small laugh escaped Helga as she recalled the moment I was referencing. "You'd never asked me that before. It was a stupid question."

"Not really," I countered while adjusting from where I knelt on the pavement; my knee suddenly telling me that I'd chosen the wrong time to begin kneeling. Unfortunately, it was definitely too late now to get back up, so I instead took a deep breath to calm my angry kneecap and proceeded with my story. "It's funny because the memories that I have of you and things you've done or random conversations and moments we've shared… they're different than your memories."

"How do you figure?" Helga pressed and I knitted my brows together while trying to find the most effective way to explain my thoughts.

"You have a whole other set of memories that I don't remember because, at the time, they didn't mean anything to me yet. Just like some of my memories don't align with yours because they weren't as significant to you as they were to me in that moment." I took in a sharp breath before finalizing, "A lot of your memories are different because you've known about us a lot longer than I ever did."

"Long before there even was an us, you dingus," Helga chuckled out, and I rolled my eyes at her comment.

"Anyway," I emphasized before pressing onward. "You told me all about that day, that day back at Urban Tots when we apparently first met—a memory I had never actively remembered but suddenly did as you told your side of the story. It was one of the first times you broke down that wall, completely destroyed it to bare your soul to me without insults or nicknames or jokes to cover up the raw truth. You told me about what happened before you got to the pre-school, about Olga and your parents and the rain and your lunch and-and…"

I had to stop myself because the rambling had begun to rear its ugly head. Taking a moment to collect myself, I inhaled deeply before re-routing my conversational direction so I could get back on track with the task at hand.

"I never forgot that story," I admitted while looking down at the ring box I was still playing with in my grip. "You went back to the casual bullying and nicknames, both of us knowing how we felt about each other, but I never forgot that story. Each night I'd lay in my bed staring up through the skylight at the stars and imagine that memory I'd forgotten over and over again. Your pink overalls covered in mud. That sad look in your eye. It was like you'd never been loved… like you didn't know what it meant to be loved or to love another person."

Helga chewed on her lip for a moment as though trying to find the right thing to say—something she didn't typically struggle with. After a moment, she settled on, "What's your point. Aren't proposals supposed to be romantic or something? Not some… excuse to go drudging up my messed-up past and all of the memories that I've worked really hard to forget—"

"I know, I know," I tried to subdue her before she could indulge any further in the anger that was rapidly bubbling up inside of her. "What I am saying, is that the little girl who stood right here all of those years ago… that unloved toddler is gone now, Helga. She's long gone, okay?"

Her deep azure gaze bore into me as I kept talking; my knee now completely numbed from any pain or feeling as my body began to follow suit from nervousness alone. "The woman who stands before me isstill the same feisty, stubborn, thoughtful, smart, talented… and amazing person she has always been, but unloved?" I shook my head a couple of times. "That girl from long ago and the woman of now and forevermore is not unloved. She never will be or feel unloved, ever again. And that's something that I can and do promise you."

With that, I at last presented the box and carefully opened it to reveal a golden engagement ring with an opal at its center. Surrounding the stone was a halo of small diamonds; the ring itself appearing as the most dazzling of flowers attached to a plain gold band. The ring sparkled effortlessly under the glow of the moonlight, though the sky threatened its romantic lighting with oncoming and fast-moving storm clouds.

As Helga's eyes went back and forth between the ring and myself, I kept talking; the next set of words something I had always planned to say no matter where I ended up proposing. "Helga G. Pataki, you have been my bully for as long as I can remember. You teased me relentlessly and never stopped giving me attention, no matter how much I thought I didn't want it. You confessed to me time after time that you loved me and yet, even after all of this time, I've never confessed how I feel to you—at least, not entirely. So, I guess… well… here goes."

Nodding her head for me to keep going, she pressed her lips together in a tight line as though trying to hold back the tears I could see pooling in her eyes.

"I love you. I'm head over heels, wildly, desperately, endlessly in love with you, Helga," my words were earnest; genuine. Each sentence I said with the utmost care and sincerity. "I don't just want to have you in my life, I need you in my life. I need your nicknames, your teasing, your each and every thought, your embrace… your everything because you are my everything. And this ring—" I took it out of its box and held out the specifically-chosen engagement ring for her approval, "—I chose it for a reason."

"The opal," I said while using my other hand to point to the main stone, "it's iridescent. It looks like one color, but it never really ever stays that way. It changes and evolves and looks different under whatever light is shining on it—and yet it always somehow stays the same. And that's us. That's our love. We've always loved each other. It may have looked different as we grew, but it's always been there. And if you marry me… I promise that it will always continue to be there."

Swallowing hard, Helga let out a tidbit of her own, "I thought opals had to do with love and passion," she paused for a moment before adding, "and desire. Seduction. Are you trying to get in my pants, Shortman?"

"Always," I admitted which made Helga giggle; a few stray tears jiggling loose from her laughter. "But yes, those are the other reasons why I picked it. Every time you look down at this stone, you will know that I love you. That I desire you and to be with you. That I want you passionately in every meaning and interpretation of the word. That I will be faithful, and loyal until my very last breath. With this ring… I promise that you will never, ever, ever spend another second of your life being a muddy little girl who doesn't know what love is. I will spend every moment of my life proving to you and showing you and making up for all of those times when you needed love and didn't have it."

The two of us stared at each other as I held the ring out towards her, my arm growing more tired with each second that passed. Our eyes remained locked on one another as eons, and decades, and lifetimes seemed to happen while I agonized over her answer. Why wasn't she saying yes? I'd shown her the ring… she knew what I was doing… so why hadn't she accepted yet? Was she not going to accept? Worry fluttered through my mind as a sudden thought filled my senses, What if she doesn't want to get married?

As I lost myself in my thoughts, the clearing of Helga's throat brought me back to reality; her eyes no longer wet with tears and instead looking down at me skeptically. "Hey Arnold?" She asked me and I blinked my eyes a couple of times to refocus my attention on the current moment. "I'd love to say 'yes' here and put on this super sexy and seductive ring you've so thoughtfully picked out for me—"

"Well, my mom helped…"

"Of course Stella did," Helga affirmed with a smirk before sucking in a deep breath of air. "But the whole point of a marriage proposal, as nice as your words were and all… well, you kind of left out one very, very important part."

"…huh?" was all I could manage as I stared up at her in horror.

A sly smile spread across Helga's face. "You haven't actually asked me anything yet."

"Oh god," I mumbled while shutting my eyes in utter embarrassment. "Oh, god, I just… I got so caught up in all of this and then I kneeled way too early—"

"I know!" Helga exclaimed in amusement. "Your knee must be killing you right now."

"Eh," I quickly dismissed, "I stopped having feeling in my kneecap about a minute in so you might need to help me up—"

"Because you're an old man, now. Yeah, I know," Helga teased before sighing and tilting her head slightly. "You're only getting older the longer you wait, Footballhead."

"Yeah. Yes, of course. Right. Okay," pushing through the numbness of my knee and the nervousness I still felt for no reason at all, I held the ring out once again and looked deep into Helga's ocean blue eyes. "Helga G. Pataki. Will you marry me?"

Her smile widened to reveal a toothy grin. "Criminy, Arnold. I thought you'd never ask."

As I slipped the ring onto its new home of Helga's finger, she helped to yank me up from where I'd potentially done permanent damage to my left knee.

I didn't even care.

From where the two of us kissed under the moonlight at what remained of Urban Tots Pre-School, I knew that the Helga and Arnold who had once occupied this exact spot years ago were long gone. And as the sky at last opened up, allowing buckets of rain to downpour on us, we laughed while getting soaked to the bone because this time, the rain itself didn't matter.

The only umbrella Helga needed was one made entirely of love. And, just like when we were mere toddlers, I was happy to provide it for her. Not only in the rain, but through every storm we may weather and every warm day that is enjoyed safely under the shade.

For Helga, I was prepared to hold that umbrella over her for the rest of our lives.

And I couldn't wait.

[soonhoonsol]

Hi Chey :)

Ahhh yeah I know I've seen some of your posts I truly hope your situation gets better because ugh I couldn't imagine going through some of the stuff you do. Also vice versa if you need an ear or just someone to listen I'm here for you ok <3<3 Ahhh yeah if I do I'd probably DM you if that's alright I just get shy to DM people lol <3<3 (plus I've been meaning to show you my newly painted room I remember you saying you wanted to see it I think :) )

omg I'm sending you hugs right back <3<3 ily too you are too sweet...

Yeah totally agree with you on Cisco like if they were gonna do that then they could've just waited for the finale to send him off....which would've been better scenes to put in at the end other than the wedding vow scene tbh .-. would've been more emotionally impactful as well.....I know Jay <3 it would've been nice to see more set up for him and Impulse's relationship since apparently he's really important to Impulse but we don't know quite how exactly.....

Remember Flashpoint kind of reset all that with reverse flash (thanks Barry) and Crisis so if my memory serves me right he was just stuck in the Speed Force (or it's prison) and I think that's how he's back but I'm not sure...but omg if he's the big bad for S8 YESSSS what a way to end it right where it began to come full circle...

Yeah tbh I ironically predicted that about Kramer and I was pissed I was right (she's basically Rogue from X-Men aiodjk) .....omg no Allegra and Chester seemed kind of natrual at first at least to me but then these last couple of episode (ever since Esperanza?? came to Star Labs) it for sure seems rushed and forced which ugghhhh .-.

Yeah the whole Iris not being stabilized (how and why was she not to begin with I still have no clue) and then Dion magically being able to stabilize her was so stupid and pointless to me idk why they shoved that useless plot point in there.....Totally agree with the singing though MAKE THEM STOOOPPP!!!!!!!!

oof....this was a big rant I'm sorry lol

hey shay!! 🥰

don't worry me loves big rants >:)

thank you!! i'm alright, don't worry :) but i really appreciate the offer thank you <3 and yes i do still wanna see your painted room!! 👀

love you the mostest 🥰🥰

i'm very glad that you agree with me on the Cisco thing 🥺i was all over the place >< but yes i also agree about Jay and Bart/Impulse! i'm guessing Jay is like a father figure to Bart...which makes no sense unless Barry was dead or something... or they just be very close as uncle and nephew...although not really... this show is very confusing

but point is they always do Jay dirty and i hate that </3

ahh yes Flashpoint! okay yes then that makes a lot of sense now. i'm sorry sometimes i think of the Reverse Flash on LoT and i forget all about the timeline again 😔 time travel is fun but soooooo tiring to remember everything... but if he really is the big bad for S8 i'm going to scream with happiness!!!

Kramer's story is so :// we saw it coming...we really did 😔 honestly they spent a lot of time on her storyline so i hope she joins the team and helps out because if she's just gonna be a side story for Joe i'm gonna be pissed

Allegra and Chester... i have no more words </3 why does it seem like none of the romantic relationships in this show work?? besides Joe and Cecile and maaaaaybe Cisco's relationships (past and present), i don't have much faith in any other romances :(

speaking of... what happened to Chillblaine? can't believe they ended off the season with no closure about him >:(

i have literally forgotten all about the Forces already... seems like they're bringing Deon back to remind us of said Forces but yeah they better explain the plot with Iris not being stabilized!!

ALSO??? IRIS STILL BEING ABLE TO RUN?? CUZ SHE HAD A "SPARK" IN HER?? yo that was like 3 seasons ago like...huh?? and her jacket? that she gave to Nora...? but somehow she still has it...?

absolutely no continuation whatsoever idk what the writers are on anymore 😔

this was also a big rant i'm sorry