#and I've tried. but it's just not something he's interested in listening to or indeed understanding

[mingtinysworld]

Hiiii!!!!!! Could you please do something with the ateez members reacting to you being able to rap?? Like you memorized lose yourself by Eminem as a kid and they see you slay it at karaoke? Love your work!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰

A/n: Hi!! Love this idea hahaha. So glad ateez isn’t actually listening to me rap, cuz I would just humiliate myself lol. I tried to make this as non repetitive as possible, I hope you like it! (Also i literally don’t know anything about rap music so bear with me.)

Ateez OT8 reaction to you rapping

Hongjoong

You, Seonghwa, Yeosang and Hongjoong decided to go to karaoke and sing your hearts outs. After 3 shots and 6 songs later, Mackelmore's "Can't hold us" comes on. You stand up abruptly, ready for your moment to shine. You snatch the microphone away from Yeosang and start spitting fire. You're so in the zone that you don't notice Hongjoong's eyes comically bugging out of his head. He blinks slowly and a big smile comes onto his face. Once you're done with the song, Hongjoong spins you around to face him.

"Holy shit babe, we gotta get you in that studio asap."

Seonghwa

"I bet you can't do my verse in bouncy."

Seonghwa challenged you, therefore you had to prove him wrong. You crack your neck, your knuckles and your back dramatically, and flip your hair against his face. He laughs at your antics and sits back to enjoy the show. You absolutely devour his verse, and turn around to give him a smug raise of your eyebrow. "How was that huh?" Seonghwa is stunned and just starts slow clapping for you while you curtsy.

Yunho

Yunho jumps up and down in excitement as you get ready to blow him away. He requested you to do "Lose yourself" by Eminem, and while you're confident in your skills, you worry about Yunho's reaction. You take a deep breath and do the whole song with so much swagger and confidence that Yunho can't keep his happy whoops and cheers in. He turns into your personal hype man and claps with pride once you finish being a rap goddess.

“Again again again!!!”

Yeosang

"Baby i've never heard you rap before, pleaseeeee please rap for me." Yeosang has been begging you to rap for ages now. Whether it's for making fun of you or to genuinely appreciate your skills, you agree anyways. You pick one of your favorites, "Rap god" by Eminem. As soon as you start, Yeosang's mouth drops open. He makes eye contact with the other guys and just stares at your jumping form in awe. After you're done he picks you up with one arm and holds you like a trophy.

"Presenting to you, the rapper of this generation."

San

You requested “Not like us” by Kendrick Lamar and you were so prepared. San had never heard you rap before, so he sat down and observed you in interest. Through the first verse, San is already thoroughly impressed. You’re so into the music you don’t look at him until you’re done. You turn around and see that he’s got tears in eyes. “San are you crying?!”

“Sorry babe, my girlfriend is just so talented I couldn’t hold it in.”

Mingi

You choose his verse in “To the beat” for karaoke, excited to show Mingi. You grab Seonghwa for moral support and you both jump up and down with excitement while spitting bars. Meanwhile, Mingi grabs one of the rings on his own finger and goes down on one knee right behind you. When you’re done and turn around, you yelp in surprise. “Mingi oh my god what are you doing?”

“You thought you could rap like that and not become my wife??”

Wooyoung

“PLEASE PLEASE DO HUMBLE PLEASE.” Wooyoung begs you to do “humble” by Kendrick Lamar and you can’t help but accept it. As the first word comes out of your mouth, Wooyoung loses it. He screams and runs to the hallway yelling “THATS MY GIRLFRIEND EVERYONE.” While you just laugh and continue rapping. (Oh to have Wooyoung be your hypeman bf)

Jongho

“Ok Jongho, I’m gonna rap for you now hehe. Get ready.” Get ready he does indeed. He sits back comfortably and watches intently as you put on “Matz” by Seonghwa and Hongjoong. You get to the really fast part of Hongjoong’s verse and Jongho can’t help the surprise that goes through him. He never knew that you could rap like this. He watches you get so immersed in the song and can’t help falling in love with you even more. When you’re done he motions you to go over to him. He pats his thigh once and you obey, settling across his lap.

“You are full of so many talents my baby.”

[elsweetheart]

Can I request something? You see, my friends tell me that I tend to flirt without even noticing. And I've noticed I indeed do that. I look people in the eyes and then look at their lips, I lick my own lips while doing that. I also tend to say softs "hmmm" "uhuum" to show them I'm paying attention. But I don't do that with that intention, because when I WANT to flirt, I'm a mess. Can you do Ellie or Abby (you choose) having a crush/dating someone who does that?

omg !!! me !!!!!!! i love this yes yes yea

im gonna do this w ellie because there’s not much to say about abby other than she will simply just bend you over and -

good view

🎀 short drabble in a hc format ?? idk wht this is. pre-relationship ellie x reader :)

• you were kinda out of it. didn’t get much sleep, and the weather was just warm enough to wear a tank top but a breeze still passed through the abandoned building you were all currently held up in, so you were fiddling with the thin cardigan you wore, pulling them over your hands. it put you in a relaxed, sleepy, slow mood.

• you and ellie weren’t together yet, so of course at any given opportunity when she sees you sitting alone she’d make conversation. she slid a chair over to where you were sat alone at a small table, straddling it backwards resting her arms on the back of the chair.

• “did you call dibs on a room? there’s not much choice, i mean they’re all pretty shitty.” she smirked light heartedly as you turned to face her.

• “yeah, picked the one with the good view.” you smiled hazily having being broken from your thoughts and your sleepy daydreams. you were blinking slowly, ellie always thought your eyelashes looked extra pretty when you did that.

• “nice, my window faces a brick wall.” she comment with an eye roll and you giggled which made her features noticeably perk up when she saw the way your teeth sunk into your bottom lip mid giggle to stifle it. she tried not to stare, launching into a story about the time her and Joel passed through a fancy abandoned building and she called dibs on the fancy penthouse bedroom and made Joel sleep in the maid quarters.

• you were listening intently, at first, but you were tired and her features were just so distracting. not even because of your huge crush on her, she just was… interesting. your eyes dragged down to her bottom lip where she had acquired a fresh cut from some kind of scuffle she’d wound up in and watched the way it moved with her mouth as she spoke. “mhm.” you breathed lightly to let her know you were still sort of listening.

• she felt her heart in her throat as she watched your fluttery eyes stare at her lips and completely stumbled over what she was going to say. “it was funny because he was— um… it was funny because fucking—uh…” she lost track of what she was trying to say and this caused you to casually glance back up at her eyes, furrowing your eyebrows slightly in confusion making them look extra big and doe like which did not her help case.

• “wh’s wrong?” you spoke so softly she could barely hear it over the blood thumping in her ears when she realised she was blushing. what made it worse, is she watched you in real time notice her blushing too, your pretty eyes gliding across her face. “c’mon dude.” she laughed, sitting back away from where she was leaning on the chair to wipe her hands down her face.

• “i’m so confused.” you giggled back and she chuckled, fiddling with the chipped wooden table corner for a moment before looking back up at you with a little more determination.

• “can i finish my story please? without you eyeballing me like that?” her tone was jokey, slightly putting on a voice but you could tell she meant it. you sat back a little, tilting your head to the side like a confused puppy. “and like that.” she laughed before flickering her own eyes to your mouth. “s’distracting.” was all she needed to say and you sort of caught on and raised your eyebrows a little.

• “oh…” you willed her to speak more with her stare, so she did. “you’re pretty. drives me crazy, just a little bit.” she scrunched her nose and you smiled, letting it drop slightly as you held her stare. she cleared her throat, feeling overwhelmed. “anyway, as i was saying before you rudely interrupted with your face.” she continued which made you laugh. perhaps you needed to be more mindful about how you looked at people, however you did enjoy teasing ellie.

[luvvvivii]

tour guide — c.bc

pairing - bangchan x mom!reader

genre - fluff, imagine

wc - 1.3k (1,357)

warnings - not proofread (are we surprised), no pronouns used but reader has a kid and is called mommy/mom, mentions reader's ex-husband leaving her/cheating, lmk if more

a/n - late bday post for chan! hope you enjoy

synopsis - taking your five year old out to a museum was supposed to be educational, so why is the tour guide stealing your heart?

it was saturday, and you were out with your son visiting the museum for the latest dinosaur exhibition. he had always been fascinated by the extinct creatures, and had grown a keen liking to them. that was the reason why almost all his possessions were dinosaur-themed.

"mommy, mommy, look! that man has a dinosaur on his hand!" your 5 year old, hajoon, broke you from your daydream with a tug on your fingers, pointing towards a figure in front of you. the man, indeed, had a dinosaur puppet propped on his hand, playing with the kids that gathered around him. with urgent pulls from your little boy, you were suddenly standing in front of said man, with your hajoon looking up at him in awe.

"hi kids! and guardians," the man started, acknowledging all the adults with a smile. "my name is chan, and I'll be your museum guide for today. if all the little ones could go over there for a second whilst I talk to the adults, and then we can get started shortly!" chan pointed towards the large play area behind him, adorned with bright walls, plenty of equipment and, of course, dinosaur figures everywhere. you urged hajoon to go play, and even make some new friends, whilst you listened to what the tour guide — who you noticed was also quite good looking — had to say.

"so, as I mentioned, my name is chan. I've been working here a while, so trust me, I've got experience. and, I promise to make this a fun and educational experience for your little ones. you guys won't have to do much, basically just follow us around and take care of your kid while I do all the work. pretty laid-back for you guys." chan explained. you tried your hardest listening to what he was saying, but now that you were much closer, you were forced to take in all of his features. they were so defined, and beautiful, you couldn't help but stare. all of a sudden, he turned and made eye contact with you. it stayed like that for a bit, until you realised he was saying something directed towards you.

"erm, I think your kid's calling you?" he pointed to something behind you, and when you turned around you were met with hajoon's impatient whines. it was safe to say, you were completely embarrassed. "r-right…sorry!" you rushed over to your child, and looked after his needs straight away, before immediately entering a mode of shame. you hadn't seen it, but chan chuckled in seeing your embarrassment. "cute." he mumbled to himself impulsively.

soon enough, the museum tour was starting, and the kids were already riled up. they were running around, admiring all the exhibits, chatting amongst each other softly ; it was pretty obvious that they'd finally gotten to know one another. you glanced over at hajoon, and smiled to yourself at seeing him growing a close bond with one other girl, whose name you'd learn later on to be sumin. you had a feeling of guilt over taking you, however. despite coming here to have a great time with your little boy, all you could focus on was chan. your eyes always lingered on him a second longer than they should, and you felt your heart fluttering when your eyes met. despite all the promises you made to yourself when hajoon was born, you couldn't help but slightly fall for the cute tour guide in front of you.

when you were pregnant with your boy, a month before you'd gone into labour, your (ex-)husband had announced that he'd found another woman he was interested in, and therefore no longer wanted to stay with you. it broke your heart into too many pieces to count, but you knew you had to stay strong for hajoon. even if his biological father wouldn't be there to see it, you would look after hajoon as if you had no other care in the world, and you would execute it beautifully. you had also promised yourself that, unless you were 100% sure you were ready, you wouldn't get with another man. the obvious part was that you still felt the struggles of your ex-husband leaving you, and it tore your heart out every single day. the only problem was, were you sure you weren't ready to try to find someone new? someone who could love hajoon as much — if not, more — than you?

it took a while, but you had finally reached halfway through the exhibition. in all honesty, you had no idea what was going on half the time. but seeing hajoon's overjoyed face almost broke you to tears of happiness. you turned from hajoon's direction to behind you, where you were met with soft, loving eyes. chan's glance towards you felt…odd. not in a bad way, but it was still quite odd. it made you feel things you didn't think you'd ever feel in a while, but you weren't complaining anymore. this could be like your own little adventure, just like hajoon's.

but what if you were getting ahead of yourself? what if he always looked so caring to everyone? you were just getting tied up in something which wasn't even true.

"okay everyone! it's time to continue, up on your feet now." his sweet voice rung across the museum. you wondered, should I just give it a chance?

eventually, the museum tour eventually all came to an end. your five year old was dejected to have to leave, but immediately changed his mind when he saw they were giving out free dinosaur related toys. he rushed over, dismissing you with a quick "you can wait with the car mom!" with this, you took it as an opportunity to make small talk with the tour guide. eventually even lead it to a bigger picture.

"hi there, I'm not sure if you noticed, but I was the mom of one of the kids from the tour? hajoon?" you were fidgeting a bit, rethinking the choices that you made.

"yes! I've definitely noticed you, don't worry! is there anything you need?" chan's face contorted into one of concern.

"no no! I'm okay! I just…" you were doing it. you were actually doing it. you would be asking for the cute tour guide's number, but would he actually give it to you? that was when you looked up to finally meet chan's eyes. they were still wearing a hint of concern behind them, and his head was cocked slightly to the side.

"I just wanted to say thank you for making all the children so happy." you sighed, slightly annoyed at yourself for chickening out, although you did really mean what you said.

"of course! this is my job of course~ but in all seriousness, I really try to make them as happy as possible, how else would they enjoy it?" you giggled slightly at his response, before bidding him farewell and turning around to get hajoon.

"wait!" you paused and whipped your head back towards chan. "erm, don't take this in the wrong way but, are you a single mother? I mean, all the other kids had both their parents come, but with hajoon it was just you?" you nodded, to which he responded with a small "ah." and looked down.

"also, if you were cool with it — which if you're not, it's totally fine! I understand — but could I maybe get your number? just to keep in touch sometimes! because I think you're pretty cool, and hajoon's pretty cool! argh, this is totally not right, I'm so sorry. but—" you cut his trail of thought as you pulled out your phone and showed him your number. he looked relieved, running his hands through his dark brown locks. he typed in your number and saved it, sending you a small text so that you could do the same. you said your final goodbyes and promised to stay in contact with one another.

you never thought you'd be able to love another as much as you loved your ex-husband, but maybe when chan came along, fate decided to change that.

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[saiikavon]

You know what it is about Solas, that makes him simultaneously my favorite character and also just so annoying to me because I think I've got it

I consider myself a curious person, wanting to learn all I can and surround myself with people who are also curious and love to learn. And I think, when you are a curious person, you can really open yourself up to lots of different perspectives and experiences

BUT

When you are a person who Learns, you also run the risk, I think, of becoming attached to your own intellect and the things you have learned. You can become as obsessed with the Knowing as you are with the Learning, and when you do that...you can easily convince yourself that you know more and are wiser than pople who may not share your inherent curiosity

Which is a long-winded way of saying that sometimes very learned and experienced people can become pompous, know-it-all assholes

Solas, I believe, has convinced himself that what he knows and what he has learned is worlds above what other people know, and the frustrating thing is, he sort of does. He has truths that people have long forgotten, histories that he witnessed first hand that have become twisted over time. Furthermore, he has presumably had time to reflect on all he's done and all that came of his actions, so he can operate based on information only HE has

I know people like this. I have fallen victim to it myself at times. Thinking that the act of reflection itself means you will ultimately come to the best overall conclusion, since you are, indeed, giving something its due consideration before acting, where others would jump in without thinking at all or gaining all the information. The problem is that just thinking things over does not automatically make one correct. You may have taken every new point of information without checking your biases, or with even an unconcious interest in confirming them. You may let a specific emotion guide your research. You may forget to actually listen to what's been told to you or to consider the feelings of those around you - the facts may not care about feelings, but feelings can and do shape certain facts.

Solas' folly is that he has lived through so much and ultimately applies all of that experience to things he learns about the new world without actually considering the people who live in it. Oh, he wants to save them, this lost flock, as he did the slaves bound by the Evanuris. He thinks that because they do not know better, he must decide for them what to do.

What I adore about him is this compassion, this curiosity, the way he paints his picture of history. The way he feels for his people and the way he learns about the world.

What I cannot stand is how he holds this learning over everyone's head, even people he claims to respect. It drives me absolutely bananas when I see someone I genuinely love spend so much time talking themselves into a corner that they now think anyone who presents a new perspective must automatically be wrong. I hate when I catch myself doing it. I understand the burning need to defend the position I've spent so long cultivating because someone has tried to tell me I'm wrong.

You can't argue with a person like this in one debate. They've already argued with themselves and, intentionally or not, developed a counterpoint for each and every point you can make against their stance. Even if they convince themselves they don't want to go down this path...well, they've thought about it for so long, they now feel they have no other choice.

I adore Solas. I hope, hope, HOPE, that in Veilguard, we can give him an argument he will finally consider. I hope we can tell him he's being a stubborn fucking dipshit and he will listen. I hope we can provide him a new way to learn and that he will try to move on. I hope he will leave his past to rest and try to make reparations to those that live in the present.

I hope my Inquistor Wren Lavellan can go to him, smile as she kisses him and calls him a fool, then take his hand and find home.

[venerawrites]

I don’t know if someone headcanoned this before but im curious… Headcanons about Itachi’s s/o feeling sad bc they think they are like Izumi’s substitute (in the Itachi novel he said that he couldn’t correspond her love but this was the closest to an Itachi’s love interest)

author's note: I love when people sending me ideas like these and they always inspire me so much! I really, really enjoyed this one and I hope you do to! Thank you for requesting! <3

I've said this before, but I do imagine Itachi with someone who is was born and raised somewhere remote and far away from Konoha. Most likely they did not knew anything about him, his clan or the massacre prior him telling them.

In this case, it would be Itachi that would share with them that there was once a girl in Konoha, with whom he was close. He won't go into a lot of details, thus leaving his partner to fill the blanks with their own imagination.

It's quite easy to get the impression that their relationship was more serious than he tried to portray it, especially when he explained how he put her into a genjutsu, giving her a sense of long and happy life by his side.

The initial reaction of his s/o is to embrace him or rub soothing circles on his back, comforting him and thanking him for sharing something so intimate with them.

But as the days passed, they started to think more about what Itachi has said about Izumi.

What exactly was their relationship? Did he love her? Would've they been together if the massacre didn't happen? Did he still thought about her? Was his s/o just some kind of rebound?

His s/o would start overthinking and overanalysing, but won't say anything to the Uchiha man. Deep down they would feel embarrassed by all these thoughts - it concerned his life before he met them and this girl has been dead for years now. If anything, it shouldn't bother them at all.

But it did. A LOT.

Now, at this point Itachi would've known his partner for quite a while, so he will immediately pick up the small changes in their behaviour.

He would probably wait a few days up to a week, just to see if they are going to tell him what is bothering them. When they don't do that, he would sit them down and confront them himself.

He is an extremely smart and calculating man, so he already had an idea why his s/o was behaving strangely, especially since this change happened after he opened up to them.

His partner would initially deny something was up, but after a bit more pushing from Itachi's side, they would finally vocalise their thoughts about how they are nothing more but a replacement for Izumi.

The man listens quietly, only nodding his head from time to time and mentally scolding himself for even letting such thoughts get to his s/o head.

After his partner finish their little rant (I would imagine that at this point they are quite upset, spilling all the doubts and worries that have been torturing their mind for weeks.), he would gently take their hand and lay a small kiss on the back of it.

He calmly explains to them that while Izumi did indeed had feelings for him, he never seen her in a romantic light. The genjutsu he used on her is an image of how her dream life looked, not how he imagined his. He gave her mercy, not love.

His s/o would seek some final validation for his feelings toward them, which he would gladly provide in the form of both verbal and physical affection.

However, if his partner remains somewhat unconvinced, he would get hurt and offended. Has he not shown many times that he loves them and only them?

He is also not the type to discuss the same topic over and over again, so he expects that one time clarification is enough. If their partner decided to bring it up again in the future, he would probably be a bit annoyed.

Itachi would always remain open and honest with his s/o, but since that "slip up" he would definitely take more care about how he word his thoughts.

cc artwork: Jae Cheol Park

[syn4k]

BREAKING NEWS: The queer-themed superhero Arrow Ace has been out on a justice-fuelled rampage this Valentine's Day Morning, sniping villains from above and appearing randomly to whack people who are being rude to the happily single on the day of love.

This is the first appearance that the Arrow Ace has made since October of last year, and we now go to our field reporter Devon, who has managed to get an interview with the enigmatic hero.

Devon: Thank you Gary! I'm here on the corner of 12th and 7th street in downtown Placeville and next to me is the Arrow Ace, who has graciously agreed to be interviewed. AA: Hello. Devon: Sir, many of our newer viewers want to know who you are and what you do. Do you have an answer for them? AA: Yes. Hi. I'm the Arrow Ace, but you can just call me Ace. I was the sharpest shooter in my archery class in college and later decided to make a pun regarding my identity and thus, the hero personality was born. Devon: So do you have any supernatural abilities or are you just really good with a bow? AA: None whatsoever. I'm just a normal guy 99% of the time. Devon: [short pause to listen through her earpiece] Ah. Yes. A question from the studio. Viewers, Ace is most likely referring to the pun his alias makes when talking about his identity. AA: Yes. I am indeed an aromantic asexual, commonly shortened to aro/ace. Devon: Could you perhaps elaborate on that for those watching who might not know what that means! AA: Of course! A person who is aromantic experiences little, decreased, or no romantic attraction to other people. This may manifest as them not getting crushes, not wanting to participate in dating, or being adverse to romantic activities in general. A person who is asexual experiences little, decreased, or no sexual attraction towards other people. They might not want to participate in sexual activities and may be uncomfortable when the topic is brought up in real life or in media. Devon: I see! Thank you for explaining. Does this have anything to do with your backstory? AA: Yes. I originally took up the mask because as a young man, although I didn't have a word for what I was yet, I was often excluded in school both intentionally and not for not having an interest in dating people. In high school, someone who heard I wasn't interested in sex but also hadn't tried it out yet assaulted me to try and "convince" me otherwise. Ever since, I've been trying my best to be a beacon of light for those going through similar or worse ever since to let them know that there's nothing wrong with them and that you can be happy without those types of relationships. Devon: I see! Is there any reason why you're out and about on Valentine's day specifically? AA: I get asked a lot when seen alone in public if I'm single on this holiday. Most of the time, when I answer with yes, the response is something like "oh you poor soul! May you find love soon!" While the person undoubtedly means well, it still annoys me, so I've decided today to be the guy every aro or ace person wishes they had during that conversation.

[B-roll footage filmed on someone's phone of two person having a conversation. The first person asks "So, got any plans this evening?" The second person uncomfortably replies, "No, not really." The first person responds with "Oh, no! Well, better luck next year. Maybe you'll find someone," promptly cut off mid sentence by the Arrow Ace running up behind them and pwhacking them over the head with a paper towel tube. "You're not less whole or less of a person for not having a romantic or sexual partner," he says to the first person, pointing the tube at them. "That is your business and your business alone. I love you. Have a good day." The two people having the conversation stare after him, perplexed, as he runs off out of view of the camera. The video cuts back to Devon and AA.]

Devon: One last question: how do you know if the person in those discussions is aro or ace? AA: I don't, and I never put them on the spot for it. However, whether you experience attraction to others or not, it's never fun to be judged based on the circumstances you may be in at the moment. Devon: A bit of wisdom for us all. Well, sir, it appears that my time is up, but I appreciate you coming to answer these questions. AA: Of course. And, to all who participate, Happy Valentine's day! The shops always have discounts on chocolate the day after. Go treat yourself if you have the means. You deserve it. Devon: This has been Devon of Lucky 7 News. Back to you, Gary!

Thank you, Devon. I have received reports that a new development is unfolding in southeast Placeville- the Nefarious Anglerfish's cat-fish army is leaping up from the docks to attack unsuspecting couples on their walks. I've been told that the Arrow Ace is on his way to get involved. We'll be right back after these advertisements.

[filthgarbage86]

Part 3, Option 2 - The List: Submissive!Eddie Munson

(this is part of a series that I've been writing but the general idea is that you're trying to figure out which nickname makes Eddie go crazy for and in that attempt, you prove how naive you still are as well) you can find the link to that here

Part 1

Part 2

CW: puppy!eddie munson x afab!reader, smut like absolutely filthy smut, there was plot but that was before, f receiving, face sitting, submissive!eddie, dom!reader, switch!reader, brief moment of degration

Eddie Munson took good care of you. He was always trying to make sure you were pleased not only physically but also in an emotional intimacy way as well. He had such a big heart, you find it really hard to imagine how anyone could be scared of him or think that he's some spawn of Satan. In reality, he was an angel, an absolute darling person.

Most, if not all of the videos that Steve had suggested to you and the ones you found all had very dominant themed names for the guy in the scenes. Which was fine, you loved more than anything when Eddie dominated you. And you knew that most of the names on the list you got just weren't going to encourage Eddie to listen to his own pleasure or even allow you to be able to take on that role or responsibility. You were still going to try them but you were just wanting to figure out what made Eddie blush and feel the same way when he did stuff to you.

At first, you try the basic ones but they weren't really good in that sort of way. And again, there's not much to go off of. So it's not until you two are alone and just sitting in his room that you have the discovery.

You're sitting on his bed and he's sat on the floor, resting his head between your thighs like they're a neck pillow for him while he plays on his guitar. He's strumming out a tune, trying to figure out a chord progression and is so focused that a little bit of his tongue is sticking out. You're just sitting above him, playing with his hair and stroking his face every now and then.

"You're so good, baby"

Eddie shivers a little bit and says a quick little thank you. Interesting.. you had already tried baby but that wasn't it the other day.. You try again, a few moments later.

You start stroking his face and tightened his neck in between your thighs just a little bit more so your presence was notable. You angle his face to look up at you-

"Have I mentioned lately how much I love you? How good you are to me?"

He looks wide-eyed and glazed over. Oh this is interesting indeed.

"N...no, I mean, yeah! but not.. those words exactly.."

"Aw Eddie, you're so cute, you're like a little puppy"

He flushes, deep. Oh. That did something. You remember seeing that in one (1) video and you didn't understand it until right now. It makes sense, especially when he's sitting below you, look up at you with those puppy-dog eyes, big, wide, and brown as can be in the soft lighting.

"You like being called a good boy? Aw puppy, you want to be good for me?"

He whimpers. He lets out the smallest exhale of a whimpered moan and just nods his head slightly, completely forgetting about his music task at hand. You stand up straight, motion your finger for him to come up and come closer and he's on his knees, hands out on both thighs to stabilize him a bit, waiting for further instruction. "Look at you, so obedient."

You now take the liberty of lightly guiding his chin towards you with motioning finger and start peppering kisses along his jawline. This new surge of found power is electric and you're only getting started. You still don't really know what you're doing but you're going along and hoping to figure it out along the way.

"Who knew the satan worshipper of Hawkins, the scary Eddie Munson, was just deep down such a good boy that wants to be taken care of and to be good in return. Isn't that right?"

He whimpers out a soft like uh huh to you and you have a grinch like smile. "Use your words, puppy"

"Fuck, yes. I want that yes miss."

"Oh so good for me puppy, you keep calling me that and we will be in good shape today. Now, what does my puppy want? I'm going to take such good care of you, baby"

He starts getting antsy, he's wanting to touch you and be right up against you, but he's still figuring all that up right now. "I.. I want to make you feel good, miss"

"Baby, that's what you do every other time. What do YOU want?"

He looks up at you from his knee-position on the floor and he looks like he's going to melt away "I want you to use me"

Now it's your turn to blush and muttering for words "Okay. Undress me. Slowly."

He starts going for your belt immediately and you have to grab onto his hair a bit tightly, not enough to hurt him but enough to send a shiver down his neck.

"No, what did I say? I said slowly. You have to wait."

He huffs out but he does as he's told. He slowly unbuckles your belt and pulls it out of your jean loops, disregarding it. He goes to hike your pants down, but again, you pull on his hair. He hisses and moans in succession of each other. "Wait... stay.."

He's really into this. He is blushing just as red as before and you aren't even undressed yet. He zips down your zipper and undoes your button before he is gently wiggling you out of the form fitting jeans. These ones really highlighted your hips. So he started to slowly, absent mindedly, kiss your hips and start sucking into the flesh. He looked up at you while still going so immensely slow.

He looked at you like he was in prayer, and you were an angel- no, he was looking at you like you were a god that he worshipped. He starts kneading and pawing at your thighs and takes a big, obscene whiff of you and groans. He looks up at you once more and just above a whisper asks "please?" You give him a short nod to indicate that he could start.

He immediately dives in and you're already having a hard time standing, your knees buckling at him angling himself so you can quite literally ride his face. The noises are pornographic and sloppy from him sucking and slurping you up and you still somehow feel absolutely filthy.

Without trying, your hips start to spasm from pleasure, making your clit rub up against his nose and both of you are moaning for different types of pleasures. You grab onto his hair and you don't hold back at all, swaying your hips up down.

"Fuck puppy... shit- feels so good. You're so so good to me, baby" He mutters something and you pull him off of you for a moment, "don't mumble, what did you say?"

He takes a few deep breathes, looking already fucked over, "I don't want to be baby right now, I want to be good, I want to be your.. your.." You smirked, feeling a bit of deja vu from this "You're safe. You want to be my..." "Call me puppy again, please."

"Good puppy, that's my sweet boy, wanting to listen so well and make me feel so, so wonderful. Tongue out, handsome"

His blush goes down beneath his shirt collar and he continues licking stripes up you, paying mind to go all around your puffy sides and circling your clit just how you like it. He angles himself again to where he's now got a finger entering you with ease, followed by another, slowly going in and out of you. You are practically humping his fingers and face, and you look down to see that he himself is humping the air.

"You dirty, filthy dog. You really did just want to get me off huh? You so pussy-whipped you'd do anything to be praised huh?"

He's nodding feverishly, adding even more friction to the equation. You weren't going to last long, not when he was being so irresistible. "Fuck fuck fuck.. shit, fuck, shit- Eddie I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Oh FUCK!"

You're essence is dripping from you, it pours out of you without indication or warning. You are washed over with such pleasure that you continue to sit and ride Eddie's face until you literally can't take anymore and have to sit back down on the bed.

Once you catch your breath, you pull him up to the bed to find not only his face is soaked in your essence, but there's a prominent tent and wet patch in front of Eddie's jeans.

"Thank you Bunny"

"Thank YOU. Now... does my good little puppy want to finish the job?"

Let's just say the way he's fucking into you, the way he's whimpering and moaning while just hammering into you? There's a reason he earned his nickname, just like you earned yours

Oh to have a relationship where you're fuckin like a couple of love-sick puppies or bunnies.

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A/N: I KNOW NOT MANY PEOPLE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS BUT I WANTED TO GIVE IT A TRY, I KNOW IT'S A LITTLE RUSHED BUT I WAS WORRIED ABOUT LENGTH AND EVERYTHING. If you want more puppy!Eddie or submissive!eddie, leave a comment or request in my ask box!

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

so I've heard in the past that some members of the band have hinted at not being 100% straight and richard has given hints at wanting to know what it's like to be a woman, could you please give me some sources to those since I've looked everywhere and can't really find them? thank you, if not, it's totally understandable

Another really really old ask, not because i didn't want to, but because i wanted to findas much info as possible 🌺 sorry anon for taking so long..

Well, the most recent 'hint' was Flake's podcast with topic 'gay/lesbian' where he mentioned that the topic came up one evening when the band were chatting and it turned out they all had their experiences 🥰

Rammstein is imo a band who has always been very 'inclusive' in any sexual preferences, and especially in Till's lyrics you can tell he is very interested in anything out there (not that that makes him 'not straight' (to be honest, i think he is, by some other quotes in interviews 😊) but i wouldn't be surprised if he tried some stuff somewhere in life).

Richard did an 2010 interview in Canada (don't have a link to the original, just this transcript) where he was quoted (about 'Mann gegen Mann')

"Actually, Till showed the lyrics to our Gay community, to our friends, just to make sure, because if you talk about something that you not really are, it's always kind of hard. Sometimes you cross the line, you don't think about it, but it could be offensive. If you do something because it's your experience, it's fine, but if you write something and you're not actually a part of it, I think you should make sure that everything you want to say is right. So he gave the lyrics to some friends, and they were very approving."

Which sort of confirms that they don't see themselves as gay so much. Also in interviews where they were asked 'are you gay', they usually end up with 'no'... interestingly, i don't think i've seen an interview where an interviewer explicitely asked 'are you bisexual' 🌺 (by the way, i would be really surprised if Richard hadn't some experience with a guy when he was younger, i vaguely remember he alluded to such in a really old interview, but i don't have a link).

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Richard indeed has expressed ideas about his feminine side several times, in the interbiew above he says for instance

"If you talk to me right now, I'm a big believer in getting myself in balance between the female and the male side. I have a female side too, obviously."

And very striking was in several interviews ca 2021 after he did the cover 'Always on my mind' with Till for the Emigrate album 'The Persistence of Memory' and then made it a duet, stating:

"I mean, obviously, Till has also this very characteristic voice. And then it was pretty fast. He recorded one day. And then I was listening to it, and I felt a little bit that his performance was a little bit too male-oriented. So I felt I need a little female touch to it. So that’s why my personality came in. And I think it’s a good combination"

So he felt a female touch was needed, and added his own voice to Till's track 🥰

And ofcourse in 2023 he shared on his ig

"I've always wondered what it's like to be a woman"

Now ofcourse this could just be a Kruspe-caption 😊 but with the 'DT' video in mind and his role in it, it makes one wonder doesn't it... where is that making of when we need it 🌺😊

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From the others i don't have quotes at hand...sorry...but maybe someone else has and is willing to share 🌺

[deathbxnny]

hii i've nvr done one of these b4, but if you want to could you do headcanons for hsr characters finding out their s\o is in a band and plays electric guitar ? it can rly be any characters you choose (but the main ones im interested in seein r sampo,the landaus or the astral express crew) i hope this request is okay this is my first time w this 💀

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A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for the request! I really like it and find it so cute to think about.<3

Featured characters: Sampo, Serval, Gepard

Content: Fluff, established relationship, reader is in a band, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Serval Landau

The second she finds out, that you're in a band and play the electric guitar on top of that, she honestly contemplates proposing to you. Like seriously, you two are a match made in heaven and she's going to make sure you know that.

Will definitely ask you to make a song with her. And no, you have no choice in it. She is determined to play along with you and your band, ensuring a legendary collaboration that no one in Belobog will ever forget!

Goes to every single concert you and your band have. Always in the front row too and knows all of your songs. Probably by far your biggest fan out there. She's dating you after all.

So yeah, the perfect couple indeed.

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》Gepard Landau

Was a little surprised, when he found out at first. But he doesn't mind it ofcourse, as his sister is also a musician. He will most likely ask alot of questions though and perhaps even want to meet your band. Definitely also tells Serval about it later too.

He tries supporting you and your band as much as he can, yet can't always go to your concerts, due to his work as a Captain. He however secretly knows all of your songs and sometimes hums them to himself. If you catch him doing so, he'll get flustered and shy.

Loves it, when you play something for him during his breaks. He can relax and listen to good music at the same time, which is a win for him.

Gepard might secretly even learn how to play the guitar from Serval, just to impress you.

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》Sampo Koski

Probably knew about it way before you told him, considering who he is. But he still acted surprised, when you told him, immideatly eager to know all about your band and bandmates (Which he also already knew everything about-).

Will definitely want you to play something for him every chance he gets alone with you. He just loves the way you look, when you're lost in the melody, your hands moving smoothly along. It's a sight he has to see at least once a day.

Comes to every concert, but stays in the back, just so he can surprise you with his presence later. He also knows all of your songs ofcourse. What boyfriend would he be, if he didn't?

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A/N: I hope this was okay! The idea was super cute, so thank you again for the request!<33

[rebouks]

Having read/reread Somnium this past week/two-ish... I have some theories about Wyatt.

Every character we create has a bit of us, our experiences, and our biases. On that same note, I think every persona Wyatt has projected contained a bit of truth, but also a fair bit of fabrication. Of all the characters in Somnium, I think he had the worst childhood. It's really a miracle he's alive and not completely batshit crazy. And it's understandable why he learned to shut down emotions from a tiny age.

But Wyatt is AND isn't who we've seen. That nerdy, awkward doofus Courtney got to know, there a bit of truth there. But he exaggerated it for her. The absolute psycho that everyone shied away from... There's a bit of truth there, but I think also a fair amount of embellishment. If you're gonna be surrounded by homicidal thugs, then by all means, be the craziest one in the room. The one person that everyone is wary of. When he had his years alone in Mt. Komo (aka his purgatory), it was the first time his survival didn't depend on acting FOR someone else. He could just BE.

Wyatt says he isn't wired right and that he's emotionally faulty. But is he really as bad off as he thinks or is that what he's always been told? Obviously empathy is not his strong suit, but we've seen him: jealous/envious (others' relationships), selfless (letting Darien & Brynn go), appreciative (Oscar's help), petrified (to the point of throwing up), kind (to Ichiro, Mayo, and Brynn), and managed to (while sweating) mumble an ILY. All of which are normal emotions. He tried to make amends where he could. He adopted a cat ffs. A street cat that now has the poshest looking cat bed I've seen lol And the last time he choked someone was out of passion and (somewhat righteous) anger, not emotionless calculation.

I think who Wyatt was (and thought he was) is fading away, however damaged his past left him. I don't think he'll ever be a soft guy/touch to the world at large. Only a select few will be privy to that side if him. But I think his true nature is finally being revealed. Or am I reading him wrong? Enlighten me, Becca!

Ohhh you've read him remarkably well indeed! I truly love Wyatt's character, he's so complex and he really did have a nasty childhood.. on the surface I'm sure it looked like he had everything he ever wanted, but that's faaar from the truth.

I think he's only just realised that he's not actually a psychopath at all, he just kinda learnt how to be one as a coping mechanism when he was very young, so young that it almost seemed like reality in the end, even to other people! (There's a reason it seemed so genuine ⚆_⚆) I suppose in a way he lied to himself for so long it became reality. Ask Bruno.. he's still convinced he's a psycho! 😅

I rlly think smth shifted the moment he became suspicious of Oscar tho, and whilst at first he was intent on protecting the "family" and doing the "right" thing, the more he thought about it, the more he realised how done he was. No one listened to him, no one respected him, but he knew he was right! It was like he realised he'd never progressed from being a small child, pushed out of the way and ignored, even when they're begging to tell you something important! Arturo wasn't interested, so instead.. he had to pay. Wyatt didn't want to be loyal to him anymore! At the time, he didn't help Oscar n' co. just to do the right thing, he wanted to fuck his father over more than anything, so.. still pretty self-serving in a way but he's had a loooot of time to think since then and it's been so intriguing watching the slow shift in his mindset.

He's everything he's ever been, pretended to be and everything he never was, all bundled up into a ball that he buried deep inside; only when he was free did it all start to unravel.

I adore the examples of humanity you've picked up on tho, all those tiny hints we got that maybe he's not completely devoid of emotion after all... He's still Wyatt, but he's also Kaito too.. he's intelligent, he CAN be kind - to the right people, tho he definitely struggles with empathy - he's jealous, possessive, ambitious, confident, not confident at all 😆 he doesn't know, actually.. maybe we should check back in on him in a little while lmao

Hurray for the truly grey man!

Also.. I kinda started putting together a lil timeline of posts/moments that I thought were pivotal to his slow lil journey but this is long af as is so I'll work on that and post it separately 👀

[episims]

Judi negotiation skill appreciation post

I've already played Judi's household so it's unlikely I get a chance to let her explain how buying Hanna was for her. This super self-indulgent post sheds some light on Judi's point of view!

No pictures. If you're not dying to know, this probably isn't for you lol.

So let's chop this scene into pieces:

Judith “You’re not stupid, Craig. You must realize that if I didn’t have a pressing reason, I wouldn’t be here.” Chase “Hmph.” She’s right. “I’m listening.” Judith “Thank you. I would rather negotiate indoors if that suits you.”

Judi has literally called Chase a nutcase, and that was before Chase slept with her ex. She needs to really compose herself to be polite.

Even more so to flatter him, as Judi tries to do by acknowledging Chase's intelligence. It works; it's a small step forward to get Chase to agree about something. Being inside the house also makes it slightly harder for Chase to just walk out of the situation.

Chase “-no. She’s not for sale.” Judith “Oh, I’m sorry for my choice of words. Do you wish me to call it a she?”

Since the goal is to get Chase to sell Hanna, it might be a problem that Chase humanizes her. So Judi lures him into changing the pronoun, hoping that it creates some emotional distance too.

Judith “I agree. But I could point out that I can afford to pay its current market value in full. I evaluated its components; many of them are outdated. Its wholesale price will only continue decreasing.” Chase She’s researched based on what Jonas has told her. I was careless with him. “The components don’t matter. They hold their value as scrap metal.”

Chase doesn't take Judi's bait about Hanna's decreasing market value so seems like he isn't hugely interested in cash. It's a bit of a setback for Judi; she doesn't have anything else than money to offer.

Judith “So it comes down to the code. Do you have proprietary over it?”

Spoiler alert: Judi knows damn well that Chase doesn't have proprietary over Hanna's code. She indeed did research. But considering how tightly Chase has pursed his lips about his past, bringing it up would likely only get Chase to raise his guard.

But the negotiation isn't moving anywhere so Judi tries to subtly push Chase to a more uneven ground. She's careful to make it look like an innocent question, something that would make sense to ask.

Judith “I’m not desperate to buy, Craig. I can hire home aid, just as well. There’s clearly a lot of potential going to waste with this project ending with the first prototype, but you’re right. It’s your concern, not mine.” Chase “Hmph.” Hanna’s value decrease was inevitable. But… the market has advanced for my benefit as well. It shouldn’t be impossible to find equivalent parts anymore.

Would Chase sell Hanna if he didn't feel it was completely by his own choice? Probably not, so Judi gives him room to make that decision. And while she has money to spend, it doesn't hurt to leave the impression that she's not ready to pay anything.

Since she now knows that Chase can't be won over by cash only, she tries to convince him that selling Hanna wouldn't take away his lifework but offer a means to continue it.

You can tell that Judi found the right lever as Chase stops to think about the possibility of selling for the first time.

Judith “What I need is a childcare assistant so it’ll only be for a few years. After that, it can break down all the same.” Chase Most of Hanna’s components have extended their lifespan by then, anyway. “It would be cheaper for you to hire a person.” Judith “Cheaper, not easier. Thanks to these idiotic restrictions, I would need to find a local for it. That aside, as you well know, I don’t need sleep. Having service available around the clock would be beneficial.”

Yeah, right. Judi has pretty good connections, of course she could find someone who has the right to pass to Foxfire.

The thing is that Judi wouldn't have considered buying Hanna if Jonas hadn't asked for it. That is a strong motivation for Judi to get the deal done; being seemingly ignorant of Hanna's fate is a bluff to hide that. Assuring Chase that Judi isn't trying to monetize Hanna herself is important, too.

Judith “It’s important that you answer in short. Do you understand?” Hanna “—yes.” Judith “Good. Do you know how to cook?” Chase *mutters* “Of course she knows how to-” Judith “Let me review the product, please.”

It's an act, aiming to close the deal for good. Judi attempts to keep the conversation with Hanna simple so that she doesn't accidentally talk to her in a way that conflicts with what she just told Chase.

So, here you go! If it seemed easy, it's only because Judi's a crazy good negotiator.

[thefandomenchantress]

SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 11 OF CHAPTER 2 IN DRDT

Alright, so I may be overthinking this...Like, a lot...but I've got a theory (Also this is copy and pasted from my comment on YouTube).

So something interesting I only caught on a rewatch is that David does not actually confirm all of Ace's testimony.  Here's the quote:

"But I will admit, I did indeed meet Arei last night in the relaxation room.  As for what I actually talked to her about...Well, I've already forgotten!  She's dead now, so who cares?"

Now what I gathered from this was that while he is confirming that he met with Arei in the relaxation room, he is not confirming that their conversation contained the information Ace said that it did.

Which struck me as odd, since you'd think after giving that whole speech about just admitting the truth, David would just admit that Arei accused him of having that secret.  But he doesn't.  Instead, he keeps repeating that Ace is lying about something, (Since he says he wants to call Ace a "worthless lying piece of shit") but doesn't bother actually calling him out on it.  Not because of his pride or anything, like he said was his reason for revealing his secret, but because he thought that the rest of the cast wouldn't listen, implying this was the truth but that none of them were willing to hear it anymore.  And so he drops the topic and Ace's entire testimony is just kinda confirmed in the rest of the cast's eyes, even the stuff that wasn't confirmed by David.

So in my opinion, with all that evidence...Ace is definitely lying about the stuff that happened when David and Arei met up.  I'm not sure what they actually talked about, but it probably wasn't related to David's secret, since David seemed so surprised Ace knew about his secret even though his conversation with Arei could've easily been overheard.

But the next question we have to address is...Why would Ace even lie in the first place?

The obvious answer is that he was being suspected of murder and wanted to throw the blame onto David, and that might be true.  But if Ace was lying about this entire interaction like I suspect, that would require him to have already picked up on the fact that David was a lying manipulator, something no one besides Teruko had noticed.

And if Ace already knew that, without overhearing anything, you'd think he'd just tell everyone, 'Hey, David is a manipulating scumbag', not make up an elaborate story about how he'd overheard Arei say it.

But here's the thing: Ace has stated over and over that he doesn't want to die, and that it's one of his greatest fears.  Veronika told him that being so mean to everyone would make them want to kill him, and that's true for murders like the one Nico pulled, that was done purely on emotion and no regards for what could happen in result of their actions.  But if you really thought about it for more than a few seconds, you'd realize that if you really wanted to get away with murder, you'd aim to kill the people who you'd think could solve the murder.  You wouldn't go for the idiot jockey who wouldn't be able to solve the case no matter how hard he tried.

But if Ace were to say that he has more observational skills than literally everyone else in the room, since he managed to catch onto the fact that David was a manipulator when no one else did, (Besides Teruko, who only knew because of her first interaction with David when he broke character), then that would be all the reason a killer would need to justify killing Ace.  He was a complete jerk and could potentially notice things the others didn't.

So instead of telling the rest of the class that he was the one who caught onto David's false persona, he claimed Arei figured it out, simply by reading the secret over Whit's shoulder, something he oh-so-conveniently didn't notice at all.

...So yeah.  That's why I think David was calling Ace a liar even after he said he'd stop denying things that weren't true.  I'm probably waaaay overthinking this, but that's my theory.

[tenshioffcial]

Valentine - Connor (RK800)

FemReader! Fluff, Angst??? PlusSizeReader! Heart melting love. Connor loves reader so much but didn't know what it was and after becoming a deviant he started to understand the feeling, but he also has other feelings too that he is learning about.

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part 1 part 2

After androids left their humans or at least the ones that wanted to did life as a cop became different but still the same? It's odd to think of things as normal now since the deviants or as I prefer to call them friends are all free now and happy but then again, I am a human who supports them all the way especially Connor god Connor is so handsome, and I want to tell him how I feel but he probably doesn't feel the same way. I don't know he might like me too. Tapping on my shoulder takes me from my thoughts, when I look up it's the man I'm thinking about right now. "Hey Connor, how are you?" He shook his head at me but wasn't mad or at least he didn't seem it. "Nothing much except I've been trying to get your attention for like the past hour." I looked at my phone and he indeed has been trying for an hour, He called me, texted me and even drove here to get me himself. "I'm sorry connie. I didn't mean to not respond; I was busy going through case files." He sighed but nodded. "It's okay Y/n. I get it. So, you want to go get food? I know I can't eat it but I want to go hang out with someone and hank is busy drinking so he can't come with me." I paused for dramatic effect to mess with him, but I knew damn well I was going. "Hm let me think... I would love to Connor." He smiled at me. "Okay great! I can't wait!" I giggled at his silly attitude and walked over to the coffee station; I grabbed a cup of coffee and seen Hank and Gavin which is odd considering usually they are bickering but instead it was silent except for people grabbing cups of coffee, I gabbed myself a cup and as I'm grabbing a cup Gavin as per usual is trying to flirt with me again even though I've told him repeatedly that I'm not interested but he never listens to reason. "So, you have any plans for tonight?" 'I hate him so much!' "Actually, yes I do Gavin." I smirked letting him know he did not win me over with his smooth-talking crap. "Well, who are you going out with tonight?" He tried touching my cheek, but I jerked away from him. "None of your damn business Gavin!" I looked around and everyone was starting at me in the station androids included, I looked over and seen Connor watching me with what seemed like jealousy and maybe a hint of cockiness because I was going to be his for the night, but I wasn't sure and definitely was not going to ask. I finally got home and showered and did soft not too heavy make-up and then wore a dress that hugged my curves nicely and I did my hair in some space buns. I waited for Connor to show up he was 20 minutes late, but he came finally. I smiled at him. "You look amazing Connor." He smiled back. "You look amazing as well Y/n." He walked me to the car and opened my door for me and he even buckled my seat belt. "Thanks Connor but you didn't need to buckle me in." I giggled at the end. He got nervous I could tell. "I'm sorry I just want to make sure your safe." He got in the driver side and drove me to this beautiful restaurant, and we go up to get our table and the bitch behind the thing started flirting with Connor which wasn't acceptable behavior. I scoffed at her and grabbed onto Connor's arm and tugged him into my side, so she knew to back off, but the stupid bitch was still flirting. I was getting furious until Connor pulled me from my thoughts by seating me and then himself. "Is something the matter detective- sorry I mean Y/n?" I shook my head, but he knew better that I was lying. "You can tell me if something is bothering you Y/n." I sighed because I can't deny him an answer. "I honestly am not okay the bitch that took us to our table was flirting with you and well...Just never mind! I don't want to talk about it." He looked confused and was not sure how to handle this. "I'm sorry Y/n I'm not sure what you mean?" I started giggling then it turned into laughing the whole time Connor was so confused and weirded out by me, "Connor I love you. Okay?"

The end of this one but I do plan to make more to finish this story up that being said thanks for reading please reblog and comment and have a good day/night.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Azul Ashengrotto Masquerade Dress Personal Story: Part 2

"A simple, mysterious talisman."

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[City of Flowers – Topsy-Turvy Event Hall]

Azul: Rook-san…

Azul: That massive stone building we visited just now… It was overflowing with the rich history of the City of Flowers.

Azul: The "King's Attire" they had in the glass case was a thoroughly interesting display as well.

Rook: Just so. A cape, a staff, and a crown made of fabric… I hear it was used for the Topsy-Turvy Festivities back then.

Rook: Isn't it just invigorating to imagine how the people of that time would use such a costume?

Azul: Indeed. And with all the trivia you gave that can't even be found in guidebooks, it was quite the learning experience for me.

Azul: Thanks to you, Rook-san, I feel as though I've gained more appreciation towards the fine arts.

Rook: I, too, was elated that you would listen with such interest. Ah, oh yes, and speaking of fine arts…

Rook: Azul-kun. Your singing voice is absolutely spectacular.

Azul: My… singing voice?

Rook: Just so! You displayed such control over your tone and pitch since day one of practice, but…

Rook: Your singing voice grew more polished and captivating with each passing day.

Rook: I'm certain that you continued to practice on your own to further your abilities, even when no one else was watching.

Rook: That vibrato in the second half of the song was especially rich and intoxicating! It certainly showed just how much you put into your practicing.

Rook: Your single-minded dedication to reach even further heights is truly beauté! I'd expect nothing less from you, Roi de Fort.

Rook: I am so looking forward to the masquerade tonight!

Azul: I-I can't believe you'd grasp just what specifically I was focusing on just from listening to our practices…

Azul: Ahem! Could I ask you to save the rest of your compliments until after tonight's performance is over?

Azul: It is a waste if we were to stand around talking after coming all this way to the City of Flowers. Let us get moving.

Rook: You're right! Then, next, let's head west. …Oh, what could that be!?

Azul: Eh, you want to go down that narrow alleyway?

Azul: …And he's gone. I suppose I have no choice but to follow.

[City of Flowers – Underground Waterway]

Azul: …

Azul: …......

Azul: …Excuse me, Rook-san.

Rook: Mm, what's wrong? Don't hold back on my account.

Azul: You've been heading down these narrow streets for a while now… Wherever are you trying to go?

Rook: I have no objective in mind whatsoever. I am simply strolling around this unknown city as my whimsy dictates. That is one of the thrilling parts of a journey, after all.

Azul: EH!?

Rook: These alleyways are as winding as a labyrinth. If a quarry were to escape into these roads, it would be more than difficult to find them.

Azul: Indeed, it's as you say.

Azul: How frustrating… We've wasted so much precious time. And there's still so much I wish to see…

Azul: Let's return to the main roads. I'll pull up a map app and find our current location…

Azul: …Hm?

Rook: Azul-kun, is something wrong?

Azul: I only just noticed when I tried to open up the map on my smartphone, but… it seems like these alleyways are more simplified here on the map than they should be.

Azul: Take a look. This road that we are currently standing on is not shown on the map at all.

Rook: Let me see… You're right. This whole area is blank. And we made so many left and right turns coming here.

Azul: …

Rook: Azul-kun? Why do you look so glum?

Rook: No need to worry over finding our way. Even if we were to be lost, eventually, all roads will lead back to a single path!

Azul: How can he be so haphazard… Ah, no, that is not what I am thinking about.

Azul: I only thought... I've seen this empty shape somewhere else before.

Azul: Hmmm… Where did I… Ah!!

[rustle, rustle]

Azul: …Fufufu, I see.

Azul: "When you wear this woven band, you hold the city in your hand."

Azul: …So this is what that legend meant.

Rook: What a unique necklace. What prompted you to pull that out all of a sudden?

Azul: Oh, I had just left it in my pocket this whole time that I had a sudden worry that I had dropped it somewhere, that's all.

Azul: Now, let's see. Now that I've confirmed I still have the necklace… Let's continue our sightseeing tour.

Azul: Now that we've opened this map of the City of Flowers, I've found a shortcut that should come in handy.

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[sunshinereddie]

So I've had a very interesting conversation with my cousin ( who is very much a smol baby to fandoms, I'm so proud that I managed to achieve making IT as the first fandom she officially joined lmao ) regarding our dearest trashmouth.

So we were in the middle of watching Bowers scare Richie out of the arcade in Chapter ii when this conversation happened ::

Cousin :: Dude, imagine if Richie came from old money, this guy would've been toast

Me :: ...Huh?

Cousin :: Like, imagine this, okay?

Me :: *nods eagerly*

Cousin :: Imagine Henry tells his dad about the little /f-slur/ in town ( Me : don't say that, Cousin : sorry sorry ) and knowing how shitty this dude's dad is, he'll probably try and get Richie in trouble for a chance to "punish" him for sinning or something hypocritical like that... Then, maybe he tried to get arrested, spurted out some false accusations, and since the people of Derry could care less about the children of the town, they listen to the asshole and took Richie to the station to detain him... Richie's parents found out and not even a minute later, Richie's out with clean records and three police officers got fired, including henry's dad. Can you imagine how wild that would be?

I proceeded to spend the rest of the movie just looking at her in awe because what the fuck? What if, indeed?

Wentworth could've come from a very long line of various medical fields and that's why the Toziers are old money or Maggie could be one from old money as well since from what I understand, old money tends to only marry to other old money families. Maybe the only reason they live in Derry and not in either of their estates is to give Richie a chance to live a "normal" life and not the lavish one they've had. Am I tripping? Probably, but can you imagine also imagine the Losers' reaction to it?

Beverly :: Alright, not that I want Richie to be in jail but how the fuck did you get out so fast? I don't think you can get out of jail that fast even if you're a little well-off

Stan :: Perks of being born into old-money, I guess

Eddie :: H U H ?

BSSNBSLAHSKA THIS…… this is an IDEA I COULD GET BEHIND!!!!!

like i can definitely imagine maggie and went trying to be humble and not wanting to raise richie with the idea that just because his parents have money doesn’t mean he can do whatever he wants to get away with whatever he wants. and maybe both went and maggie’s families are actually shit, like their families are kind of toxic and stuff and they didn’t want to raise their son around them, hence why they moved out to derry!!!!

and i feel like even though for the most part, maggie and went stay out of richie’s troubles (they want him to learn how to solve problems on his own and they don’t want him to rely constantly on his parents), but when someone does something to really hurt him, like what bowers did…… you best believe they’re gonna do something about it!!!!

AAAAHHH!!!! i am enjoying this idea immensely……. rotating this idea in my mind….. except now i’m also thinking about what if they don’t come from regular old money, what if they come from some sort of like mafia background……. au brewing in my mind…..

[darlingandmreames]

Hello! I've had this idea in my head for a fic but currently lack the wit and drive to even attempt it- but every time I listen to Tom's Diner cover by AnnenMayKantereit x Giant Rooks I have this flash of Eames as a regular patron of Arthur's coffee shop, and Mal being the woman who enters, greeting Arthur with a kiss. Eames is secretly enamored of Arthur and thinks them married, until a later conversation with Arthur or Mal reveals otherwise... it could go either way, Arthur the patron and Eames the owner. Indeed your fics come to life with your beautiful writing, I thought to entrust this idea to you if ever you should wish to write it.. happy days to you, lovely!

This is such a cute prompt and such a sweet comment, thank you 🥺❤ have a lil ficlet as a treat, I hope it's at least somewhat similar to what you were envisioning! ❤

Eames tried not to sigh as Mal walked into the cafe. 

He loved it here, he really did. It was a small shop on more of an alleyway than an actual street, the sort of place that made its money from local regulars rather than tourists. The exposed brick walls, warm light, comfortable chairs, and charmingly eclectic decorations made for a cozy atmosphere that was absolutely perfect for those days when Eames wanted to work anywhere but the actual office space in his apartment. Even the coffee itself was amazing, and Eames was enough of a coffee snob that his compliments for coffee made by anyone besides himself were few and far between. 

All of the wonderful things Eames loved about the space seemed to lose some of their luster as Mal burst through the door with a flourish though.

“Mon amor!” She set the large container of pastries down on the cafe bar as she rounded the corner and crowded into Arthur’s space, pulling him into a hug and pressing a kiss against his cheek. “It’s been too long, my dear.”

Arthur laughed, kissing Mal’s cheek quickly before going back to drying mugs. “It’s barely been a few hours.”

Mal waved his answer off dismissively. “Like I said, too long.”

Arthur’s smile was warm. “Whatever you say.” He raised an eyebrow, gesturing to where Eames was sitting at the counter. “You do realize I have a customer here, though, right?”

Mal smiled at Eames, pulling a danish out of the box and sliding it over to him with exaggerated secrecy. “Of course. How could I overlook the shop’s resident writer?”

Eames picked up the danish with a grin and a wink. Apricot- his favourite. “That’s a nice way of saying cafe bum who’s here so often that he’s practically part of the furniture.”

Mal scoffed as she started carefully arranging the new pastries in the display case. Arthur, meanwhile, caught his eye from the other side of the cafe bar with an amused smile. Eames returned it, his grin shifting into something warmer and more genuine. For as much as he loved the location and atmosphere and coffee, his favourite part of the cafe was unquestionably the owner. Arthur was a prim and proper man who wore cardigans and fitted suit vests and who had a sharp mind and even sharper wit, and Eames had been hooked after their first conversation. It wasn’t often that he found someone who could keep up with him in a conversation but Arthur managed to do that and more, challenging and needling him in a way that was as fascinating as it was exciting. The fact that he was also simply gorgeous was just an added benefit. 

So it was an absolute shame he was already married. 

Eames had almost managed to get his hopes up that maybe his interest was reciprocated when he’d first been at the cafe when Mal stopped by to drop off the day’s set of pastries. As he’d quickly come to learn after that, her entrances were always dramatic and involved a flourish of terms of endearment and at least a few kisses. He’d gotten used to it before long but the first time had caught him off guard and he’d left the cafe feeling surprisingly upset, which was stupid. He’d always had a penchant for wild dreaming- both the gift and a curse of a writer’s mind- and he knew he’d simply gotten a little carried away with his daydreams of a particularly handsome cafe owner. That was all it had been. He knew that and had quickly adjusted.

But still. Dreams weren’t easily gotten rid of. 

Mal was the sort of person whose personality lit up any room she was in, and she’d quickly identified Eames as a regular. She added a lovely brightness to the mornings he spent at the cafe and he’d honestly started to look forward to her pastry deliveries. If he also felt a little jealous seeing her be so affectionate with Arthur, well, that was beside the point. 

“Alright, my love, I should be heading off.” Mal pressed another kiss against Arthur’s cheek before heading back towards the door, the now empty pastry container under her arm. “You know how Dom is- if I’m gone much longer, I’ll come back to the bakery up in flames.”

Arthur chuckled. “Thank you, as always.” He gave a small wave as Mal opened the door. “See you later.”

Mal’s energy always seemed to linger in the space for a little after she’d left, but Eames could already feel the cafe’s normal calm seeping back in. He took a bite of the apricot danish as he turned back to his computer, savouring the burst of flavours. He’d always liked having something to nibble on while he wrote, and Mal’s pastries had quickly become a favourite.

“She must really like you.”

Eames looked up, surprised. “Hm?”

The amusement from earlier had crept back into Arthur’s expression. “Mal. She only ever gives free pastries to people she really likes.”

“Oh. Huh.” Eames looked at the danish in his hand a little more closely. He hadn’t realized he’d made that much of an impression on Mal. “Well, don’t you dare tell her the truth about me then, because this is delicious.”

Arthur’s laugh was bright and Eames found himself smiling in return without even meaning to. It was the sort of laugh that made Arthur’s eyes crinkle and put his dimples on wonderful display and even after months of coming here, the sound and sight still managed to make Eames’ stomach flutter. He quickly looked away, worried that a telling blush might creep into his cheeks otherwise. 

He glanced back at the danish as Arthur’s laughter faded, feeling slightly guilty. Mal had always been nice to him ever since she’d swept into the shop that first time while he was here and she apparently liked him enough to give him free baked goods. Begrudging her the fact that she was Arthur’s wife was petty and mean and certainly wasn’t a kind thing to do if he wanted to continue building a friendship with Arthur. Which he very much did. Among other things, of course, but a friendship was the most he was going to get and there was no point pouting over it. 

He looked back up with what he hoped was a casual and convincing smile. “Can I ask how long you guys have been married?”

“Hm?” 

Confusion took over Arthur’s expression but Eames kept his smile even, motioning to the pastry display. “You and Mal.”

Arthur’s confusion deepened for a moment before he suddenly started laughing again, even brighter than before and hard enough that he had to lean against the counter. Eames frowned. This…wasn’t how most people reacted when you asked them about their spouse. 

It was several moments before Arthur managed to get his laughter under control enough that he could even start stringing words together again. “I’m…we’re not…” He paused, taking a deep breath as he clearly teetered on the edge of laughing again. “Eames, Mal and I aren’t married.”

Eames’ frown deepened. “You’re…not?”

“No, she’s married to Dom.”

Eames blinked, trying to process what Arthur was telling him. “I…oh.”

“I’ve known her for years and she’s a very dear friend, but that’s it.” Arthur watched him for a moment, obviously amused. “Have you really spent this whole time thinking she was my wife?”

Eames sat back, gesturing broadly at nothing in particular. “I…she greets you with, like, seven pet names every morning! And kisses you!”

“Well, I can guarantee you it’s all completely platonic.” Arthur raised an eyebrow, fixing Eames with a pointed- if still very amused- look. “Even if she wasn’t already married to Dom, she’s…not exactly my type.”

“I don’t…oh.” The realization slammed into Eames almost as soon as he started talking and quickly shut his mouth, heat immediately flooding his face. “Oh.”

“Mm.” Arthur went back to drying the remaining mugs. “Certainly took you long enough to get there. I’ve been flirting with you for months.”

Eames stared at Arthur. He was calmly and methodically going over a mug with the dish towel like everything was completely normal. Eames’ brain, meanwhile, was scrambling to catch up. “I…I thought you were married!”

Arthur kept his gaze on his work but Eames could see him smiling. “So you’ve said. Though,” he glanced up briefly with a sharp grin, “I suppose it’s nice to know you’re not a homewrecker.”

Eames stared at him a moment longer before leaning back in his chair, rubbing at his face and groaning. “God, I’m an idiot.”

Arthur hummed. “Undoubtedly. You could make it up to me though.”

Eames paused, peeking through his fingers. “Oh?”

Arthur’s posture was relaxed as he finished the task in front of him with well practiced movements. “I was thinking dinner.”

Eames rested his chin on his fist as he leaned forward onto the cafe bar again. He could feel a smile breaking through, even if his face still felt like it was on fire. “Dinner, hm?” Arthur hummed again and Eames quirked an eyebrow, his smile breaking through even more. “Funny you mention that. There’s this Moroccan place I’ve been meaning to try out.” He paused, suddenly feeling emboldened by everything. Still embarrassed- he doubted that was going to go away any time soon- but not just embarrassed. “How’s Friday sound?”

Arthur shot him a coy, amused look. “Friday sounds lovely.”

“Perfect!” Eames’ smile was wide. “It’s a date.”

Arthur set the last mug aside, finally looking back at Eames more fully that was surprisingly soft, and Eames felt his stomach flutter again. “Yeah, it is.”