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[waugh-bao]

@thedookieshooter and @charlesandkeef tagged me to share my instafest lineup (I’ve only had Spotify for a week, because I finally gave up on Amazon Music, so the results might not be super holistic):

Tagging: @charliesmydarling and @aiaiawar

[chrizztopher97]

Doctor!Chan, Patient!FemReader, swearing, oral, piv, protected and unprotected sex, breast play, praise, name calling, fluff.

WARNING: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Nothing medical here is 100% reliable.

Today, as always, you woke up in the middle of the night, sighing deeply since even this week sleeping medicine didn't work at all.

It's been a while since you've entered the mental hospital and you thought that it would have helped you with your situation yet... it really didn't.

Looking outside the window for a moment, you noticed that it was still pitch black and just that made you take a deep sigh.

Turning around to the nightstand where the clock was set, you saw that it was 3AM which made you a little mad as you stood up to go to the bathroom before trying your best to sleep once again.

Once it was morning, first thing you looked for was the time and your sleeping routine notebook.

The time of sleep was already written the previous night as you felt your eyelids heavy.

As you were writing the time you woke up, you thought that it was best to also note the approximate time you fell asleep once again.

For last, you wrote the hour you woke up and then the name of the sleeping medicine.

Per routine, you went to the hospital cantine to have breakfast and to your surprise you didn't see your doctor so you just slipped one more matcha bread.

"Please... Don't tell my doctor..." You sighed. "I fear my period is about to come..." You pouted as you looked at the lady who was staring at you with a warm smile.

"Then have one more once I finish the other batch." She whispered placing a kinder chocolate on your tray, hidden under the napkins.

Almost tearing up, you thanked her and grabbed your matcha tea before taking a seat and eat all by yourself.

"I wonder where Minhye is..." You mumbled as you looked around.

Minhye was the youngest girl in the ward, ten years old. Unfortunately she had gone blind so suddenly and her parents had no idea how to take care of her condition so they brought her here to help her adapt.

You witnessed her countless times having a panic attack everytime they asked her to open her eyes and that alone made you want to help her. Letting her know that nothing was wrong with her and that the people here only wanted her best interest.

"Y/N!" A voice called out your name so suddenly which made you drop your food in an instant.

"Where is she?" You questioned as you rushed outside the cantine.

"Garden. Minhye's doctor is forcing her to open her eyes." The girl, Olivia, told you.

Sighing deeply you rushed to the garden and almost tripped over a doctor.

"Excuse me." You mumbled passing through as you took Minhye in your arms, staying on your knees as you brushed the tears off of her face.

"You can't force her to open her eyes, doctor Vankurk." You sighed as you tried your best in calming her.

"I need to know her condition to be able to understand what to do." The doctor sighed as he stood up from the ground.

"Minhye needs to adapt to the new people, you can't just force her." You said as you looked at the girl who was now getting calmer by the time you lullied her in your arms.

"I'd like you to remember that blindness is something that only people affected can relate to." You spoke as you pulled up your glasses. "Even I, can't relate to that."

"I don't want to open my eyes..." Minhye whispered softly. "When I do... I see black ghosts and flames..." She said, sniffling on your shirt.

"You heard her, doctor." You said before taking the girl in your embrace and standing up. "Let's go have breakfast, little one."

Passing once again next to the blond doctor, you walked back to the cantine with Minhye in your arms. Thankfully Olivia was already there with the girl's breakfast ready on the table you were previously seated.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

"So," Your doctor, Mr. Burnwell, said. "How is this week going? Is the medicine giving you any progress?"

Sighing deeply you just placed the notebook onto the desk. "Not really..." Showing him the week sleeping cycle. "I fear that nothing works."

He seemed like pondering on something as he looked at the notes but instead said nothing. He just closed the notebook and sighed. "What about your ears? Are they still as sensitive as they used to?"

"My hearing? Still the same unfortunately." You mumbled as you put your palms on your ears.

Besides insomnia and the panic attacks you happened to have from time to time because of the lack of sleep and the severe migraines, you also had some sort of problem with your hearing.

At first, you thought it was just something temporary but by the time you grew up, you couldn't handle how sensitive they have become.

You could hear phones ringing as far as ten meters and that wasn't even the weirdest thing because, the less you slept the more sensitive your hearing became.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

As you walked to go into the isolation room, you passed by the same doctor as before. Taking a peak at his information card you were able to see the birth year, 1997.

"Oh-ho, a young doctor we got here." You chuckled as you turned around to take a proper look at him.

Blond curls, a fit physique hidden underneath the white lab coat and a very pretty face.

"Can I help you?" The doctor turned around facing you as he placed down the files he was reading.

"A nice voice too, huh?" You mumbled to yourself while taking a closer look at his name. "Dr. Bahng." You whispered quietly.

"Mmh?" He hummed as he looked at you confusedly.

"Oh, nothing." You said, "Just wanted to know your name, doctor." you smiled softly as you looked at him.

After that little encounter, you arrived to the isolation room where they started testing your hearing.

Closed inside the quietest room of the hospital, you sat on the floor and put the bandana over your eyes.

"Ready Y/N?" Your doctor asked from the microphone.

Nodding in response, you waited for the noises to come. Pointing at every direction you heard, the doctor hummed in response.

Tilting your head at the sudden noise, you pointed your finger at the direction. "One of you kept their phone on vibration mode."

As you were about to take off your blindfold, a nerve-wrecking sound rang in your ears making the headache even worse.

"Fuck." You huffed cupping your ears with both hands, hoping for the sound to disappear.

In the meantime, on the other side of the plexiglass, doctor Burnwell was intently looking at you and listening to all your ramblings, trying to understand what caused your strong reaction.

"Does she hear things?" Doctor Bahng questioned as he took her file in hands.

"She's sane but her hearing is rather too..." Pondering on what word to describe it as he looked at you. "Enchanced."

Doctor Bahng as he read your file, he looked at you from the glass and listened to your rumblings. "Insomnia, panic attacks and migraines."

He was rather intrigued by your situation. "Did she-" Before he could even finish the sentence, he saw you almost drop on the floor.

Rushing towards the door, he instantly held you before you could hit your head. Looking at you, he noticed your eyelids closed.

"She fainted." He said, his hand moving to move your hair from your face.

His hand lingering on your forehead as he took the infrared thermometer from the pocket of his coat. Measuring your temperature, he sighed and held you in bridal style to put you on the stretcher.

"And she has a fever." He said showing the temperature number to doctor Burnwell. "I assume from the lack of sleep."

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

As you opened your eyes, you found yourself in your room. Blanket pulled up reaching your chin.

"Ugh..." Sighing deeply, you pulled down the covers and hopped down the bed, almost tripping on your feet. "My sandals..." You whined sitting back on the bed.

Hearing a giggle coming from behind, you turned around and saw the blond doctor. "Why are you in my room?" You asked as you looked at all the empty water bottles that were on the table.

"Monitoring." He simply answered as he stood up from the chair and bent down on the floor.

Looking at him confusedly, you looked down and saw him standing up with your slippers in his hands.

"They did advise me to change the side but with everything, I simply forgot." He mumbled as he handed them to you. "Sorry."

Taking the slippers, you put them on and walked to the bathroom, after cleaning your face and teeth, you take a deep breath and exhale, disgusted by your own scent.

"I need a shower." You mumbled going back to the room to grab fresh clean clothes and close yourself in the bathroom.

"You know I'm still here, right?" Doctor Bahng asked almost in disbelief by your action.

"You're so right." You mumbled locking the bathroom door making him giggle.

"Weirdo." He whispered as he sat back onto the chair.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that." You mumbled as you took your shower. "So... what happened?" You questioned, still confused as the last thing you remembered was being in the isolation room getting tested.

"You fainted seven days ago." He answered before proceeding explaining how you also undergo a severe fever and how your menstruation started.

"Wait, wait, wait." You mumbled as you were drying your body with the towel. "How do you even know I was on my period?" You questioned dumbfounded.

"The cook." He said. "I went there to ask about everything you ate and got to know that you broke your diet for it." He explained.

Not wanting to even know how your pads got changed, you let the topic drop.

Exiting the bathroom once you were dressed and with your hair dried, you walked to the bed to look for your glasses on the nightstand but sighing not seeing them.

"Here." He said placing your glasses on the desk.

Taking them, you cleaned the glass before putting them on. "Please don't tell me you told my doctor about that." You mumbled as you sat onto the bed before standing up with a huff.

The bedsheets were sweaty.

"I assume Doctor Burnwell thinks that your stupid diet would help your insomnia." He mumbled standing up and helping you.

As you were about to answer, the words got stuck in your throat. After all it was true. The diet wasn't helping at all.

As you grabbed the used bedsheets, you went to the bathroom to put them inside the casket that the nurses would eventually grab to wash all your belongings.

"Must admit... It may have helped me through losing some weight and getting a little fit but..." As you stretched the clean beedsheet, you sighed. "It doesn't help with my case."

"I noticed." He mumbled stretching the pillow before putting the pillowcase. "I heard he's been your only doctor ever since you got admitted." He mumbled placing the pillow onto the mattress before standing up.

"Yeah." You responded.

"I've went through your file but I have no idea how you got admitted." He said looking at you, a hint of pure curiosity making his eyes almost sparkle.

"I got myself admitted because I couldn't fall asleep for an entire week. Just ten minutes nap every now and then." You admitted. "Almost died while driving as well."

The look on his face was a mix of disbelief, concern and fear. "And this happened at the start of the year?" He questioned opening the file that was resting onto the desk.

"Yes." You nodded. "It hasn't been long and sometimes I think that-" Thinking about it for a moment, you forced yourself to shut up. "Never mind."

Looking at you for a moment, he gave you a puzzled look but then decided to remain quiet.

Just like that the time went by, he made sure to look after you through the entire night.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

An entire month passed by where Doctor Bahng would find some time just to make sure you were doing okay and that you didn't pass out anywhere. It felt rather refreshing.

As you were walking towards the hospital's garden, you couldn't stop yourself from getting drawn by the sound of some rollers.

Leaning onto a tree, you looked at the guy who was doing some tricks with his skateboard to notice later that it was Doctor Bahng.

"Dr. Bahng do be cool." You chuckled looking at him.

As you caught his attention, he swiftly grabbed his skateboard with a little kick and walked up to you. His lab coat resting on the bench right in front of you.

"What you're doing out at this time?" He asked looking at his wrist watch. "It's extremely late."

"I felt stuffy inside." You mumbled walking to the bench and sitting onto it, resting your back on the wooden backrest.

"Can you even...?" He asked looking around as if scared of something.

"Don't worry. I pretty much can walk around anywhere anytime since I'm sane." You chuckled. "So I'm not breaking the rules since the nurses saw me and knows where I'm headed."

"Is that so?" He mumbled sitting next to you, head falling back.

"Why are you still at the hospital? I assume you have the permission to sleep at your house." You questioned narrowing your brows.

"My family is currently on vacation so instead of going home, I'd rather sleep here." He answered, his head slowly turning to your side.

His eyes looking at you, a gentle smile on his lips as he sighed. "Also, the food is always ready." He giggled.

Chuckling softly you looked at him for a moment before standing up and grabbing his skate. "Can I try?"

"If you promise you won't fall on your face." He mumbled nodding his head.

As you stood on the flat surface of the skateboard, you made some simple tricks you've learnt when you were still in high school.

"You're not that bad." He chuckled clapping his hands.

"Don't make fun of me." You pouted as you rolled back to him.

As you looked at him, he was now standing. The moment you got closer, he stopped you by holding you from your waist.

"Be careful, Y/N." He said as he kept holding you in place while moving you onto the skate.

The touch feeling different. It felt... Intimate.

"Even if your family's out, why don't you go to your girlfriend's place?" You questioned, obviously it was a way to find out if he was taken or not.

"What makes you think I have a girlfriend?" He mumbled still holding on your waist but now pulling you down with both feet on the ground.

"You don't?" You questioned narrowing your eyebrow.

"I used to," He said, hands trailing off your waist, leaving only the memory of his touch. "we broke up and since we worked on the same hospital, I decided to come here." He explained.

"Bad ending?" You questioned walking back to the bench.

"She cheated." He replied as he shrugged his shoulders.

He seemed as if that thing wasn't the unusual which made you a little upset. After all, he seemed like a very nice person and he was definitely handsome so the thought that he got cheated on made you wonder. It was best not to pry though.

"She will get cheated on. Trust me." You nodded knowingly.

He simply laughed. And just that made you go in awe. There was something about his laugh that made you flutter.

"Also, why are you awake?" You asked, rather curious as to why he'd be out here instead of his own room, resting.

Cracking a giggle, he shook his head and looked at you. "Would you believe me if I told you I have insomnia?"

Incredulous, you just laughed and looked at him.

"I mean, I did manage to sleep when I was in a relationship but..." He mumbled doing some tricks with his skate.

"I feel ya'." You giggled. "Before getting admitted I had a boyfriend and when we broke up, my entire sleeping schedule got worse because the breakup triggered my depression and well, no cuddles ever since didn't help me at all." You said, it felt as if oversharing wasn't even overstepping.

"That's so true." He nodded. "Physical touch does help with sleep."

Looking at you for a moment, he tilted his head on the side. He looked like a little wolf pup.

"Why did you breakup?" He questioned fidgeting with his shirt.

"I asked him to marry me, he said that he didn't need marriage to be with me so I left him." You simply responded. "I learnt later on that he was seeing another girl from his own country."

"I guess you had it rougher." He sighed sitting next to you.

"There's no comparing when it comes to heartbreaks." You mumbled. "If you're in pain, you're in pain."

"What's his user? I wanna see who's the fucker who cheated on my favorite patient." He said pulling out his phone, opening insta.

"I'm not your patient but..." You giggled as you grabbed his phone and typing the username.

"You're not serious, right?" He questioned looking at the picture and then at you.

"Why?" You looked at him puzzled.

"He's the same guy I found in bed with my ex." He said rolling his eyes.

Eyes widened, you looked at him with some sort of dumbfounded face and even a laugh was escaping from your lips.

"I do wanna laugh." You cracked a chuckle. "He wasn't even that good in bed."

You ended up laughing, making him crack a giggle as well.

"This should hurt me but it feels so..." He giggled shaking his head.

"Ironic?" You questioned patting his shoulder.

"Yeah." He nodded.

An hour passed with just the two of you laughing at how ironic the entire situation was. He made sure you returned to your room safely and then just disappeard in the hallway.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

Another month passed and it was finally the day you could leave the hospital for a day. All ready, you walked to Doctor Burnwell's office to notice him that you would go out.

Knocking softly, you waited for a response. To your surprise the door just opened revealing your doctor, Doctor Bahng and the medical director.

"I just wanted to inform that today is the day I am supposed to go out till the day is over." You said, giving him the paper he signed in advance.

"I was about to call you in here." He said standing up. "I'm sorry but this isn't valid anymore."

His response made you sad since you planned the day to the perfection.

"Since I'm leaving the hospital, you have to get another doctor to assist you and have them sign you the document." He explained.

"Ah." You mumbled in distress. "I believe I have to sign the papers to have my doctor changed?" You asked looking at the time.

He gave you the document to fill and reading it through for a moment, you grabbed a pen and signed. Looking at the empty box regarding the new doctor, you just wrote 'Dr. Bahng' without even thinking twice.

"Here." You said, handing the pen to Doctor Bahng who said nothing but obliged. After signing the paper you looked at him.

"Now onto business." You mumbled grabbing the 'leave permission' document and erased off Dr. Burnwell's name and sign with a white marker.

After waiting five minutes, you printed the document all over and signed again and handed it to him.

"I guess you really want to go out that badly today, huh?" Doctor Bahng giggled as he signed the paper.

"Thank you." You smiled looking at Doctor Burnwell. "My phone." You said doing grabby hands. "Please."

"Will you get this office too?" You asked to your new doctor as you waited for your phone.

"Yes." He said. His eyes trailing off of you as he looked back at the medical director.

"It's not charged." Mr. Burnwell said making you sigh.

Taking both your phone and charger, you put it on charge in the office and took a seat. As you waited, everyone left but Doctor Bahng who closed the office door after Mr. Burnwell grabbed his stuff before leaving.

"Now you're officially my patient, huh?" He questioned sitting on the couch across from you.

"Do I have to use formalities now?" You whined as you accepted the glass of water he gave you.

"In public, yes." He chuckled as he grabbed your logs. "In the meantime, let's plan your new therapy."

Nodding you waited for him to say anything.

"Let's reset everything." He said grabbing a pen, "For an entire month you'll stop getting sleeping medications to get it out of your system." he said scribbling something on the logs. "No more diet, unless you want something less restrictive." He mumbled looking at you for a moment.

"I'm in your hands, doctor." You said tapping your hand on the couch.

"I'll make sure you get out of here as soon as possible." He said with a caring look.

One thing you loved about his personality is that he cared. He thought of your wellbeing and your thoughts first even when he wasn't even your doctor.

Once your phone was charged, you tossed the charger onto the couch and gave him a look. "I'll call if I have trouble coming back."

"Be careful and have fun." He said waving at you.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

After a day of shopping and getting your favorite drinks and foods, you found yourself finally going to the bar where your favorite underground rappers had their little performance.

3RACHA were definitely your most favorite moment of the day. You waited long for this day to arrive which made it hundred percent worth taking the day off.

Once at the bar, you took a seat and ordered dinner. After your pizza arrived, you took a picture of it and tried to hide the bottle of soju that was resting beside the plate.

After inserting photo, you sent a little message to your new doctor.

[MESSAGE TO: Dr. Bahng] Gonna eat whatever I want hehe.

Setting aside the phone, you enjoyed your slices with a big smile plastered on your lips.

"Everyone, welcome our favorite performers." One of the bartenders said. "3RACHA everyone."

Clapping your hands, you gulped down and looked up. "Let's go 3RACHA!" You exclaimed excitedly.

Before you could realise, your eyes landed on a head with purple strands on blond locks.

As soon as the song started, you bopped your head to the rhythm as you ate your pizza. Shots after shots, you felt yourself tipsy and before you knew it, your eyes recognised your doctor.

"Let's go CB97!" You shouted with a giggle on your face.

Maybe you tried to make a little fun of him but you did respect him for being both a great doctor and a very good rapper and singer.

Once the performance was over, he came to your table and took the glass from your hands.

"So that's why you were this excited to go out." He chuckled taking a shot for himself. "You left this from the picture you sent me."

"Hehe." You chuckled as you gazed at him. "That's the doctor number, I can't send you stuff like these." You pouted as you grabbed the bottle and drank a good sip from it.

"Slow down." He mumbled grabbing the bottle from your hands. "You have to be back before midnight..."

Whining you reached for his hands, just to grab the bottle, but your hands lingered on his wrists, down the back of his hands where his veins popped out.

"Sorry..." You whispered, hands still holding onto him for some reason.

He didn't answer nor he retracted his hands from yours. Softly trailing your knuckles, he looked at you with a soft gaze. "Did you enjoy the show?" He questioned gently.

"I did." You whispered.

Trying your best not to stare at him for long, you let your gaze fall onto his hands once again. They were so veiny... so manly.

"Yeah?" He whispered softly, his voice going on a lower tone making your head more dizzy.

The alcohol already hit you yet the sound of his voice hit you harder. He sounded so sexy for some reason.

Nodding your head in response, you looked at him for a moment, catching him already looking at you. His gaze lingering in every part of your face.

"Shit." You cussed, a severe blush forming on your cheekbones as you grabbed the bottle and jugged it completely emptying the alcohol inside your throat.

"Are you crazy?" He questioned in disbelief as he grabbed the now empty bottle from your hands. "I'm not taking you back drunk."

"Then..." Looking at his hand, with your print you traced his popping vein. "Sober me up..." You whispered softly. "Christopher..."

Looking at him for a moment, your breath caught in your throat as he licked his lips.

"Did you just call me by my name...?" He whispered almost breathless.

"Maybe..." Your voice almost cracking as you found your gaze moving from his eyes to his lips.

"You're drunk..." Whispering, he gulped down his own saliva just to not lose it.

"Just a little tipsy..." Moving away your hands, you reached for the menu again.

Hearing a silent 'my Gosh' in return, he just grabbed the menu as well and you both ended up eating together.

Not long after, you stood up and paid for everything before turning around to catch him already standing behind you.

Breath hitching, you looked up to him who's eyes were already lingering on you.

"I'll go... you have fun with your friends..." You mumbled, face flushed.

"Don't think I'm gonna leave you all by yourself..." He said, hand reaching for your forearm. "I'll take you back to the hospital..."

"It's fine. I'll catch the last bus." You mumbled as you walked reluctantly outside the bar.

"Which already left ten minutes ago." He spoke walking right besides you. "Just give me a moment to grab my stuff and I'll give you a ride."

Not long after you found yourself in his car. The radio playing one of his playlists.

"I miss the sea..." You whispered looking out the window as you passed by a poster portraying the beach.

Closing your eyes for a moment, you found yourself dozing off.

"Y/N." A sweet voice whispered as a warm finger brushed against your cheek.

"Mhm... what?" You whined, eyes slowly opening.

It took you a few minutes to realise that you were parked in front of the beach.

"Go take a walk, I'll park the car properly." He spoke softly as he handled you a pair of slippers. "They're mine so they must be a little bit bigger than your size but at least you can walk without minding your shoes." He smiled as he gave you a little nudge.

Not wasting even a second, you took off your shoes and walked outside. Your feet dragging you to the shore.

It was beautiful and the thought of him bringing you here just because you said you missed the beach was even more touching.

A few minutes later, you felt a pair of hands resting on your shoulders, massaging it comfortingly.

"Thank you for bringing me here." You whispered turning your head to the side.

"Well, you still had two hours before midnight so I thought that maybe this would help you sober up a little." He whispered, chin resting on your head for a moment.

"Can I have your insta?" You blurted out, a cheeky smile on your lips as you looked ahead of you.

"Why? To stalk me?" He questioned, a silly giggle escaping from his lips.

"Aren't we friends?" You pouted as you let your head fall back.

His lips right above your forehead. Bending his head just a little, he grabbed your face and squished your cheeks. "We are."

With wavering eyes, you looked up to his lips before turning around to face him. "Then, give me." You pouted pulling out your phone from your backside's pocket.

Giggling he just grabbed your phone and typed his user before hitting follow and put back your phone inside your pocket.

Talking and laughing about this and that, you walked back to the car where he opened the truck and invited you to take a seat.

"Let's enjoy the hour before it goes to waste." He whispered, eyes lingering on you.

Nodding in response, you took a seat and enjoyed the view.

A few moments of silence passed and before you knew it, you found yourself gazing at him who was enjoying the sound of the waves.

Eyes turning soft, you bit your lip to not make a sound. Letting a soft sigh, you looked back at the sea.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" He questioned, his voice sounding so sweet that you were sure your heart exploded.

Humming in response you closed your eyes for a moment.

"I'll go and wet my feet just a little." You whispered standing up and walking towards the water.

Back in the car, he looked at you for a moment before walking right behind you. Stopping right behind your body, he placed his hands on your waist and slowly turned you around.

Your heart thumping hard on your chest as he leaned closer. His nose nuzzling against yours for a moment before he kissed you. Feeling as if a loud gasp could escape your lips, you wrapped your hands around the nape of his neck.

Your lips locked for a moment before you two pulled away slightly.

"What was that for?" Your voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm not that oblivious, Y/N..." He whispered moving his lips on your cheek. "You keep on giving me those eyes for a while now."

"What about professionalism?" You questioned, a smile on your lips at the thought of not thinking of it at all.

"There's a reason why I promised you that you would get out of the hospital as soon as possible." He whispered leaning in to kiss your lips again before grabbing you from your thighs and hold you in his arms.

Holding onto him, your lips remained locked on his while he walked back to the car. Your tongues moving around in each other's mouths as he held onto you tightly.

Placing your back onto the truck, he retracted from you and looked down at you. Hands moving up and down your legs as he smiled sweetly.

"What do you want to do?" He questioned seductively, looking side to side as if to confirm something.

"Can we just forget the doctor - patient relationship?" You asked softly, a deep blush on your cheekbones.

Didn't take much for him to just lean in and start kissing you all over. His hands roamed all around you as you let out soft moans in pleasure. Your hands finding the hem of his shirt, sliding your hands inside, you touched and traced his muscles.

Few minutes later you both were sitting inside his truck. Him holding you on your sides while you sat onto his lap, moving your hips up and down. His lips on your breasts as he pushed deeper and deeper.

"You taste so sweet..." He gasped on your skin.

Tongue tracing your nipples, he gave you one of those looks that you never thought he could give. Your hands moved on his back, scratching lightly his skin as you let him slide in and out of you.

Your head fell back while your back arched. "My Gosh..." You moaned.

Hearing you, he pressed his fingers on your ass cheeks, groping them as he kept the same pace. Slow, steady and deep.

Your mind went completely blank at how good he was ravashing you. Gentle yet provocative, soft yet hard.

Everything about him was just a step closer to one of the best orgasms you'd ever felt. His heart shaped, plump, soft and kissable lips, his eyes that looked at you as if you were the only one to exist for him, his manly hands that held you tenderly yet firmly. And his sweet yet sexy voice and the way he was vocal made it even harder for you to resist him.

"Fuck." He groaned grabbing you and turning you, his body hovering above yours as he pushed himself deeply.

Lost in pleasure, you grabbed his hands and in that moment he just lost it. Standing outside the car, he leaned in just right to keep your bodies still connected. His body between your thighs as he moved swiftly in and out of you continuously.

One of his hands holding both your wrists while the other groped on your breats, pinching gently on your nipples.

"This might get me addicted..." He moaned as he leaned in to catch your lips with his.

His naked torso now pressed on yours as he pressed himself as deeply as he could. The movements of his hips becoming relentless as you both reached your orgasms.

Riding both of your highs, he kept a steady pace before kissing you and stopping completely inside of you.

Both breathless, you kissed for a few moments before he slipped out of you.

"For how much I value aftercare after sex," He whispered kissing your forehead. "We have a ride to take back to the hospital before it hits midnight." He sighed softly.

Understanding you just tried to catch your breath as you grabbed a wet wipe from your bag. Cleaning yourself you dressed back. In the meantime, he slipped out the very full condom from his semi-hard member and closed it before dressing back.

The ride back was accompanied by music and your hands didn't stop caressing each other.

As soon as you two arrived, he made sure you got back in your room. Stepping inside just for a moment, he grabbed your face and stamped a sweet long peck on your lips.

"Goodnight." He whispered softly.

Smiling you kissed his cheek before sending him out.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

In one month many things happened. The little girl you took care of surpassed her fears thanks to Doctor Bahng's counseling, a lot of the depressed patients happened to get out of their darkest thoughts and with his supervision they started to get out, talking with each other without the fear of triggering each other's depression. Lots of patients happened to get better, all thanks to him.

Every now and then you two happened to fool around in his office and thanks to that your sleeping schedule got better without the need of any sort of medicine. Also your hearing wasn't as sensitive as it used to be. All you needed was him taking care of your body to get better.

It started with you making out on the couch of his office, then you found yourself crawling under his desk taking care of his hard-ons, later you were on his desk while he took care of the throbbing feeling between your thighs, eating you out every chance he got. Later you just started fucking each other sensless on the couch of his office, always making sure to not be loud.

Didn't take long for you to get dismissed. You got better and you even started dating right after you got out.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

"Wait wait, slow down." You moaned as you looked at his face.

His fingers moving in and out of you so fast that you couldn't keep up with all the pleasure.

"Baby, you're making one of the sexiest faces I've ever seen so far." He pouted as he kissed your cheek. "Let me fuck you good now that you're not my patient anymore."

"Unbelievable." You whined as you saw him smirk while holding your leg up. "I've been dismissed for three months now." You mumbled making him giggle.

"Move in with me?" He questioned nibbling on your neck.

You could feel his hand moving behind your ass. "Are you seriously asking me this right... Gosh..." You gasped as you felt him inserting himself inside your slick, soaked entrance.

"We've been dating for three months now, please?" He asked breathless as he pressed as deep as he could.

The hand that was playing with your clit was now holding onto your neck, softly choking it just the way you liked it. Back arched, you bit on your lip as you tilted your head back. Your hand seeking for his flesh to grab.

"Less money to spend on gas, every day ready for good cuddly-fucking sessions, morning sex and everything else." He whispered in your ear, licking on your lobe as he slid his dick in and out of you.

Hand on your ass cheek, he pressed his fingers on your flesh. His lips trailing wet sloppy kisses on your back as he fucked you from the side.

"It took some thrusts to get you fucked silly, huh?" He chuckled biting on your shoulder before leaving a love bite.

Answering incoherently at his suggestion, he just kissed your cheek while stopping his movements.

"Get some air and tell me in a way I can understand you, love." He giggled as he nuzzled his face on your cheek.

Trying to catch your breath, you turned your face and caught his lips with yours before whispering a soft yes.

"That's my girl." He smiled pulling up your right leg again as he started thrusting faster and harder than before.

After reaching your orgarms, you held onto each other. His lips kissing your face all over, a huge smile on his lips as he slid himself out of you before leaning to the nightstand to grab a bottle of water.

"Have some." He whispered handling you the bottle.

After getting a long sip, you gave it back to him.

"Feed me with your mouth." He smirked making you roll your eyes back.

"For a doctor, you're really nasty." You shook your head in disbelief but obliging to his request.

That wasn't the first time he'd ever asked you something like this but it was slightly funny the thought of him asking you these sort of requests.

One time you were spending the day with his friends in his living room, while the others were focused on the movie he just sat you on his lap and fucked you so slowly that it was even harder to remain quiet throughout the three hours movie.

Another thing that happened was him fingering you under the table while having dinner at a restaurant with his family. That was the riskiest thing you've ever done in your life.

There was a time where you two fucked in the balcony of a hotel, shamelessly moaning with your naked body pressed onto the glass balcony while other guests could see you.

Once you were having a picnic at a reservoir with his friends and while they were all busy splashing water around, you were on your knees giving him one of the sloppiest blowjobs he ever asked for. He always said that the messier the sucking it was, the more he loved it.

There was also that time at the club where you were all having fun dancing and drinking that he just lifted your skirt on your back and made you jump onto his lap while following the beat and if you didn't miss a beat, he would reward you with a breathless kiss. On your second lips.

The time where you watched a movie outdoors and fucked in the front seat was the cherry on top. You almost hit the horn so many times that he had to pick you up and pull down the backseats.

You two dated for just three months yet you experienced so many things and every time it was amazing if not perfect.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

Months passing by became a full year of the both of you finding in each other's arms right after work. Make love to each other or just fuck each other brainless to the point of asking one another hand in marriage.

"Fuck yeah baby." He groaned kissing and biting on your neck. "God, I love you so much." He moaned hitting your sweet spot over and over, bringing the both of you to the edge.

"I love you, Chris." You sighed breathlessly as you fell onto the mattress with him on your back.

"Hehe, the baby making will be hella interesting." He chuckled kissing your cheek over and over, melting your heart.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

"You may kiss the bride." The priest said.

Taking you by the waist, Chris gave you a light sweet peck on your lips, stopping before he'd completely make out with you in front of everyone.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

"In or out?" He questioned holding you down in a mating press position. "Baby hurry, I'm really close to explode."

"Fill me to the brim." You imprecated while he gave you an open mouthed kiss.

Saliva all over your lips as he pressed so deeply, almost reaching your heart as he came undone inside of you.

"Love you." He gasped as he remained inside.

"Love you too." You whispered, your hands wrapping around his back as you finally let your legs fall loose on his sides.

"By the way," he said pulling his head up from your breasts. "I saw both of our exes the other day."

"Bet a thousand dollars that he cheated on her for a while and she just found out." You laughed while stroking his nose with your fingertip.

"Guess I'll have a thousand dollars to spend on you." He giggled as he leaned on your hand.

"Save it for the baby." You giggled as you leaned to kiss his face but with extreme difficulty. "Kiss," you pouted. "my breasts are on the way." You whined making him chuckle.

Kissing each other in a slow, romantic kiss you ended up repeating the same cycle. Making out, cuddling, fucking and every single time he took the chance to fill you up.

Tired of the bed, you moved outside, taking a very naked bath in the sea but that ended up with you fucking on the towel before turning back inside the beach house and doing it inside the bathtub and in every corner of the house.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

"Mommy!" You heard your son screaming from his room. "Daddy keeps on stealing the plushie you made me." He whined making you roll over the couch.

"Christopher, give it back to Hyunbin." You laughed as you took the plushie from your husband's hands.

"But-" He whined with a pout making your heart melt in a puddle.

"Not buts." You giggled giving the soft plush back to your son.

"Come on, sleeping time." You clapped your hands before grabbing your toddler in a tight embrace.

Kissing his cheeks you tuck him in his bed, ruffling his hair in a tender motion. Chris, who was sitting on the other side of the child's bed, was humming a song for him as he rubbed the kid's tummy.

Once your baby fell asleep, you two went to the living room.

"Take a sit. I have something for you." You said kissing your man's cheek.

Obliging to your order, he sat on the couch and waited for you.

"Ta-da!" You said pulling a crocheted wolf plushie on his sight.

"Oh my God, it's so cute." He said squishing it a few times before pulling you onto his lap. "Thank you, my pretty wife."

Smiling tenderly you kissed his lips before pulling him in a soft embrace.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

It took another year and you both had a sweet baby girl who was so adorable and while your son was growing, you could notice the similar features of your husband which made you overwhelmingly happy.

You became a happy family of four plus a little black husky pup and a baby ginger kitten that you rescued while returning from a trip to the lake.

You, Christopher, Hyunbin, little Yerin with Moon and Sun.

[etherealyoungk]

some hoshi fluff <3

hoshi calling you during your lunch break at uni and you answer him with less energy as usual because of the cold you seem to have caught. you had woken up with a slight sore throat in the morning but brushed it off, not paying attention to it. but it's symptoms really only started to show as the day progressed - a runny nose, a heavy head, and a sore throat. it was the weather you blamed that caused the cold.

hoshi notices your low energy immediately. he could pick on your mood anytime, it was like he was so in tune with you. he asks you if you were okay and when you softly tell him you were feeling under the weather, having caught a cold, he naturally gets worried.

"do you want me to come pick you up early? i can come now", he offers, but you tell him it's okay and that you could manage through your last class for the day. but the class was a subject you didn't necessarily enjoy and the teacher talked and talked. and when a small assignment was given you could barely focus on the questions, your head getting heavier and your nose getting stuffy.

when the class is finally over and you walk out, you see hoshi standing outside the hall, waiting for you. he sees you and smiles, walking up to you.

"love", he gently says, frowning as his eyes take in your tired expression. "you should have left early hm, you look drained out", he says, reaching to take your bag and books you were holding. "i thought it would be okay", you tell softly.

back at your apartment, hoshi tells you to rest and lie down, almost banishing you to your room. he picks out a fresh set of comfy clothes for you before he heads to the kitchen to make something for dinner. hoshi would try to make some chicken soup for you to help with your sore throat and cold.

you could hear him working hard in the kitchen and you just couldn't seem to sleep or rest and waddle to the kitchen, asking if he needs help. "you're supposed to be resting hm, i'll manage", he tells. "but i can't sleep. i'll just watch you", you tell and how can he say no to you. the soup he made was just the thing you needed to help ease your throat and warm you up on the inside.

it started to get cold in the night, so now your nose got even more stuffy and it started to get blocked. when you tell hoshi that you're feeling cold and want to borrow his hoodie, he will more than willingly give you his hoodie and then proceed to drown you in blankets because he's not going to let you feel cold, determined to make you stay warm. you'd find his attentiveness so endearing and sweet.

when you were going to sleep, you tell hoshi not to sleep with you because you didn't want him to catch your cold but he wasn't having it. only after a few minutes he finally agreed with a pout. "i'll be on the couch then", he says, as he hugs the pillow to his chest, one last attempt to make you give him with his puppy eyes before he walks away, giving you horanghae goodnight.

you'd wake up in the middle of the nigh with a super blocked nose, stuggling to breathe or sleep so you sat up. your throat was dry and you somehow landed into a coughing fit and it was bad. you coughed and coughed and before you know it, you feel hoshi's familiar embrace around you as appears by your side, gently tubbing your back to help ease you. you try to say something but nothing comes out. "shh i got you", he says, his touch comforting. he'd he so attentive and make sure you were okay and comfortable.

as you slowly sipped on the warm water he got, which helped. he places the back of his palm on your forehead and cheek, checking for any signs of a fever.

"no fever", he concludes as he lays down with you, scooping you and embracing you in his arms as he pulls you into his chest. you don't complain, gladly resting your head on his chest, closing your eyes, sighing.

"sorry for waking you", you whisper.

"don't be sorry. i'll be right here for you, always", he tells, rubbing your back to help you relax and it was working, slowly lulling you to sleep. he'd peck the top of your head, wishing that you would get well soon. you would sleep soundly in his arms that night <3

[vodkaneki]

Alright, so through the years I've learnt things and from one thing to another, all those things I learnt added up to one big whole thing that's been living rent free in my head for long enough, so it's time for me to tell you the story and buckle up, because it is a wild ride.

So why are barbershops poles white, red and blue? It's to symbolize the bandages, the blood and the veins. Before there were actual doctors, barbers didn't only shave beards, but also did some bloodletting and medical procedures.

Now, who was Monsieur Félix? Monsieur Charles-François Félix was a barber-surgeon from France born in the 17th century who was tasked with the delicate job of taking care of King Louis XIV of France's anal fistula.

On January 15th of 1685, the King's Physician discovered a swelling in His Majesty's royal derrière.

By February 18th an abscess had formed and by May 2 a fistula appeared.

Before I go further, what in the ungodly hell is a fistula? You may ask?!

A fistula is an abnormal connection between two body parts, such as an organ or blood vessel and another structure. Fistulas are usually the result of an injury or surgery. Infection or inflammation can also cause a fistula to form.

Fistulas may occur in many parts of the body such as the general butt area.

They first tried enemas and poultices to help, but to no avail. Since physicians at the time did not cut into their patient, the task was given to Monsieur Felix who was very much intimidated by that monumental, but yet delicate operation.

He then asked for six months (during which the poor King had to endure the pain) to prepare for the operation. He practiced on 75 mens from prison and countryside (Oh the ethics of that!!) to prepare his two new inventions:

The Royally Curved scalpel

And the retractor

The operation that was performed on November 18th, 1686 was a success and within 3 months the King was back to do his kingly activities.

Monsieur Felix did not follow suit on these operations, but was rewarded with money, lands and the title of Charles-François Félix de Tassy.

The courage of both Monsieur Felix and the King gave a newfound respectability to surgeons. On December 18, 1731, the king’s grandson, Louis XV opened the Royal Academy of Surgery, now known as the National Academy of Surgery. There you will find this portrait of Charles-François Felix with the caption: Louis XIV's first surgeon.

The royal fistula that changed the face of surgery

BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!

To celebrate the successful surgery, it is said that a famous hymn was written and performed for him: God Save The King. The actual British anthem is said to have taken it's roots in this famous piece that was originally written for King Louis XIVs marvelous recovery.

Also for the celebration, French composer, dancer and instrumentalist of Italian birth Jean-Baptiste Lully (Giovanni Battista Lulli) conducted a performance of Te Deum.

Back then, conductors would, well, conduct the orchestra with a long staff that would be struck on the wooden floor and, poor bugger, HE FUCKING STRUCK HIS FUCKING FOOT WHILE PERFORMING!

His foot was legitimately hurt and it eventually came to be gangrenous. He refused to be operated on or amputated, thus died from the infection.

So that's how through the years I learnt that and it's finally time you learnt that too!

[b-oovies]

FILMES NACIONAIS 🇧🇷⚽️

todos os filmes estão em ordem alfabética.

observação: se algum link não estiver funcionando, por favor, avise na ask, que iremos mudar o link.

A Falecida

A Jaula

A Menina Que Matou Os Pais

Anjos do Sol

Auto da Compadecida

Bacurau

Califórnia

Capitães de Areia

Carandiru

Central do Brasil

Cidade de Deus

Democracia em Vertigem

Desapega!

Dona Flor e Seus Dois Maridos

Estômago

Faroeste Caboclo

Flores Raras

Lulli

Madame Satã

Marighella

Marte Um

Meu Nome É Gal

Minha Mãe É Uma Peça (Sequência)

Nosso Sonho

O Homem do Ano

O Homem que Copiava

O Menino Que Matou Meus Pais

Ó Pai, Ó

Paloma

Que Horas Ela Volta?

Raquel 1:1

Reflexões de Um Liquidificador

Sonhos Roubados

Terras Estrangeiras

Vou Nadar Até Você

[leggeteconme]

Random fun fact #2 (definitely making this a daily thing until I run out of fun facts, which is unlikely):

Okay not so much of a fun fact as a series of fun facts you might not have known about the absolute LEGEND who spun into being the impeccable French operatic style: the one and only Jean-Baptiste Lully.

Teasers because this is a long one:

• The man who invented French opera was not actually French.

• Lully did not die of gangrene. (Read what I have to say before you get all feisty.)

Without further ado, I present to you…

The Abbreviated Life and Times of Jean-Baptiste Lully:

1. The man who basically invented French opera was not French. He was Italian. Giovanni Battista Lulli. Moved to France as a teenager and eventually changed his name to fit in with the French court. If you know anything about opera you know that — especially in the Baroque Era when non-Italian countries were trying to create their own styles — the French HATED the Italian style and wanted something completely different: something stately and majestic and not all florid like what Peri and Monteverdi were writing. Makes it all the more ironic that the guy who manifested that style was in fact actually Italian.

2. Lully died neither from stabbing himself in the foot nor from gangrene. Let me explain: Ballet was INSANELY important to the French court at this time. Louis XIV was a celebrated dancer (the famous paintings of the French king showing off his legs by pulling his robe back and putting one glorious leg on full display? That’s our guy), and Lully actually met Louis while dancing in the court ballet. Louis was only 15 and had already been king for 10 years, so the actual running the kingdom bit was being done by one Cardinal Mazarin, his chief minister, but I’m getting off-track. Louis and Lully hit it off right away and quickly became besties. In 1661 Mazarin died and the now-23-year-old Louis took full control (I had to do math for this; you’re welcome). One of the first things he did was to appoint his ballet buddy to the position of Master of the King’s Music. Lully went nuts because he was a genius and also a control freak, and voila! French opera (keep in mind that the first opera was first performed in 1597, so the rapid evolution is pretty amazing). Ballet, of course, featured heavily in Lully’s operas, with long and frequent dance interludes that are extremely divisive among the classical music community (it’s either adore or despise. no in-between. I am of the former opinion). But whatever you think of them, they were there, and they were incredibly important and meaningful. So wtf does this have to do with Lully’s death?! you ask. Lully, as we all know, stabbed himself in the foot with his conducting staff (if you don’t know: pre-19th-century we didn’t use the little wands conductors wave around these days; a large staff, tapered at the end, would be beaten on the floor to keep time), and ironically enough this injury happened during a celebratory concert commemorating Louis XIV’s successful recovery from surgery. Anyway. Lully stabs himself in the toe, an abscess develops, and the wound turns gangrenous. So why did he die? Failures of contemporary medical care? No my dears. Lully’s life would have been saved with an amputation. Doctors tried to remove his foot to save his life, but Lully refused. Ballet was so important to the French court, to Lully himself, and to his friendship with the king that he chose to die a painful death over living a life where he could no longer dance. So while the gangrene went to his brain and he died, what killed the great Jean-Baptiste Lully was neither a careless accident nor the gangrene that followed: it was his refusal to stop dancing.

If you made it through all that, I love you <333

Anyway, this has been The Abbreviated Life and Times of Jean-Baptiste Lully. Absolute legend and one of my favorite historical figures. I hope you enjoyed my rambles, and have a lovely day <3

Take care angels <333

[inexplicablymine]

FIC 13:

Dearest @ssmtskw,

Your ask was eaten by my inbox so I shall endeavor to share it here <3

“Something something share a song that fits work 13 for giftmas”

So there is only one place on the internet right now where I can find this song for free to listen to ~ but it is here

The work is Monsieur de Pourceaugnac, LWV 41 "Le divertissement de Chambord": Ouverture by Jean Baptiste Lully

It premiered in 1669, only four years after Johannes Vermeer painted the infamous Dutch Golden Age painting, “Girl with a Pearl Earring.”

That song would absolutely fit the vibes of this work, and is something I have had on repeat as music was in the middle of The Baroque period at the time.

What is fascinating is that period of classical music runs from 1600 to 1750, but it’s most well known composers (Bach, Vivaldi, and Handel), all didn’t start composing the pieces we reference today until the later third of that 150 year stretch.

So finding music at the time that was not only published, and available but also music that works well with the flow of the work? What a fun little project <33 hope you enjoy!!

[puzzlebean]

Here is part two of my Femslash February 2023 masterlist! I had a lot of fun creating all these works and I hope people enjoy reading them 💗

Sunrise [Avatrice, Warrior Nun, 100 words, General]

Ava and Beatrice watch the sunrise together.

Home [Danbeau, Marvel, 100 words, Teen and Up]

Sometimes Carol feels like a shell of who she was. Being around her family helps. At least she's home again.

Ice Cream [Bishlova, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Yelena and Kate go on an ice cream date after their mission.

Everything Has a Reason [Alisha/Kiko, Lightyear, 100 words, General]

It feels like fate somehow, Kiko thinks.

Among the Stars [Alisha/Kiko, Lightyear, 100 words, General]

Alisha has a hard time with everything that happened but then she meets Kiko and things start looking up.

Wedding Night [Gwen/Morgana, Merlin BBC, 100 words, Mature]

Gwen and Morgana enjoy their wedding night.

Coffee [Wenclair, Wednesday, 100 words, Teen and Up]

Wednesday likes sweetness when it comes to Enid.

A Safe Place to Stay [Sharon/Sarah, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Sarah provides Sharon with a safe place to stay. It becomes so much more than that.

The Best [Sharon/Sarah, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Sharon is very much in love with her girlfriend Sarah.

Serenade [Sharon/Natasha, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Sharon sings for Natasha and it sounds like love.

Darcy’s Person [Jane/Darcy, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Jane is Darcy's person.

Crush [Clary/Rebecca, Shadowhunters, 100 words, General]

Simon teases Clary about her crush on his sister.

Everything Gets Better With You [Alisha/Kiko, Lightyear, 100 words, General]

Kiko is looking foward to going on another date with Alisha.

Opposite Sides [Bishlova, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Yelena can't help but like Kate.

It's Okay [Carol/Rogue, X-Men Animated Series, 100 words, General]

Anna doesn't trust herself to not hurt Carol again.

She's Special [Jessika/Rey, Star Wars, 100 words, Teen and Up]

Jess knows there's something special about Rey.

Welcome [Lulli/Vanessa, Lulli 2021, 100 words, General]

Lulli hears Vanessa's thoughts. They are not unwelcome.

The Future [Elena/Vanessa, Lulli 2021, 100 words, General]

Vanessa asks Elena to be her roommate.

Close [Elena/Vanessa, Lulli 2021, 100 words, General]

Elena is glad she and Vanessa have gotten close.

Tattoos [Pepper/Natasha, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Natasha wants to belong to Pepper.

Happy [Jessika/Rey, Star Wars, 100 words, General]

Rey asks Poe if Jessika has mentioned her.

Not A Mystery [Daisy/Hazel, Murder Most Unladylike, 100 words, General]

Hazel realizes she has feelings for Daisy.

Day Off? [Deb/Pam, Q-Force, 100 words, General]

Deb wants to enjoy a day off with her wife but they are interrupted.

Never [Allison/Lydia, Teen Wolf, 100 words, General]

Lydia loves Allison even though she will never have her.

Agonizing [Johanna/Rachel, The Sandman, 100 words, General]

Johanna knows she must leave Rachel.

Totally Adorable [Elena/Vanessa, Lulli 2021, 100 words, General]

Elena and Vanessa make dinner together.

Understood [Jacqueline Box/Stat, Q-Force, 100 words, General]

No one understands Stat like Jacqueline does.

Passport [Monica/Wanda, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Monica goes on the run with Wanda.

Last Forever [Aneka/Ayo, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Ayo thinks about when she first fell in love with Aneka.

Indulging [Lucienne/Gault, The Sandman, 100 words, General]

Lucienne thinks she deserves to indulge every now and then.

Proud of Her [Deb/Pam, Q-Force, 100 words, General]

Pam is proud of her wife.

Proposal [Avatrice, Warrior Nun, 100 words, General]

Ava asks Beatrice to marry her.

Fortunate [Elena/Vanessa, Lulli 2021, 100 words, General]

Elena is happy with the way her life turned out.

Carefully [Wenclair, Wednesday, 100 words, General]

Wednesday and Enid talk about Enid's parents.

Desires [Sharon/Emma, Marvel, 100 words, Mature]

It's pure lust. Sharon is okay with that.

Devoted [Mary/Shannon, Warrior Nun, 100 words, Teen and Up]

It's hard to love the Warrior Nun.

Changes [Daisy/Amina, Murder Most Unladylike, 100 words, General]

Daisy learns that some changes are good. Amina is one of them.

Hold Me [Wanda/Natasha, Marvel, 100 words, General]

Natasha takes care of Wanda after a hard mission.

The Light [Sharon/Sarah, Marvel, 100 words, General]

No one knows Sharon like Sarah does.

Can't Wait (It's a Date) [Elena/Vanessa, Lulli 2021, 100 words, General]

Vanessa asks Elena on a date.

A Dream [Alisha/Kiko, Lightyear, 100 words, General]

Alisha is happy with the way her life turned out. She hopes Buzz finds the same.

[eggysimblr]

🎶✨ When you get this, write down 5 songs you actually listen to and post them. Then send this (ask or tag) to 10 of your favorite followers cool ppl✨🎶

I was tagged by lovely @taanoir (Thanks for tagging me luv!), and since I mostly listen to classical, I'm gonna make this interesting, and list my top five favourite composers instead.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. There's no point in denying it, the dude is a motherflipping genius, and each and every piece he wrote is just pure gold, wether it is an Opera, a Concerto, or symphony. He will always be my no. 1.

Pyotr Ilich Tchaikovsky. I love Nutcracker and Sleeping Beauty, what else can I say? His music is so enchanting and beautiful, it instantly makes you feel good. Not to mention the madlad used heavy artillery as musical instrument, and that's epic as fuck, pardon my vernacular.

Georg Friedrich (or George Frederic if you prefer) Handel. I generally love baroque music, from Bach and Scarlatti, to Charpentier and Lully, but Georgie here is my favourite of the bunch. His music is very dignified, yet cheerful. Alla Hornpipe from Water Music is absolutely my jam.

Sir Arthur Sullivan and W. S. Gilbert. I just recently discovered this dynamic duo of Victorian Opera, and it was a love from the first hearing. The hilarious texts of Gilbert combined with excellent music of Sir Arthur is just fire. In fact, I'm listening to Pirates of Penzance right when i'm writing this!

Camille Saint-Saens. I know a few of his works: Organ Symphony, Le Carnival des Animeaux, Danse Macabre, but each of those is an absolute joy to listen to.

I'm tagging... You! Yes, YOU, the beautiful person who's reading this. If you want to join the fun, of course, no pressure here. :)

[p-taryn-dactyl]

Harry Potter or DC mood? Totally get the mental and emotional struggle so what do you feel more in the mood to write, fluff, angst, angst to fluff, fluff to angst, or something else something more dramatic? Cause I can throw out ideas at you. Which character or characters are you more in a mood for females, males, or either? Let me know which characters you’ve been feeling more in a mood for and I’ll try to see what I can help in requesting. Make sure to hydrate and I will send you all the positivity I can.

hi! i tried to answer this as best i can but sometimes I’m known to misunderstand, so I’m sorry if I did!

HP or DC:

i’ve recently fallen back into my love of both the wizarding world and the DCTV shows

what i’m in the mood to write:

fluff

angst

fluff to angst

anything really besides smut and infidelity fics

i love writing about misunderstandings, either the angsty ones or the funny

who i write:

i no longer write for m!reader, as it was making me uncomfortable but i do still write for fem!reader and gn!reader!

wizarding world characters i write for (romantically = *, platonically = **, both will have three ***)

harry potter***

hermione granger***

ron weasley**

fred weasley***

george weasley***

newt scammander***

jacob kowalski**

lully hicks*

probably a lot more but i’m blanking, you can always ask if i’ll write for a specific character!

DCTV characters I write for (asteriks hold same meaning as above)

barry allen**

any legend of tomorrow*** (well, most of them)

kara danvers***

lena luthor ***

iris west***

if you don’t see someone you like on this list, feel free to ask!

thank you so much for this ask!! don’t worry, ive been keeping hydrated! (i got this new giant water bottle thats amazing) <3<3<3

[valkyries-things]

ANNE MARIE LOUISE D’ORLÉANS // DUCHESS OF MONTPENSIER

“She was the only daughter of Gaston d'Orléans with his first wife, Marie de Bourbon, Duchess of Montpensier. One of the greatest heiresses in history, she died unmarried and childless, leaving her vast fortune to her cousin Philippe I, Duke of Orléans. After a string of proposals from various members of European ruling families, including Charles II of England, Afonso VI of Portugal, and Charles Emmanuel II of Savoy, she eventually fell in love with the courtier Antoine Nompar de Caumont and scandalised the court of France when she asked Louis XIV for permission to marry him, as such a union was viewed as a mésalliance. She is best remembered for her role in the Fronde and her role in bringing the famous composer Jean-Baptiste Lully to the king's court, and her Mémoires.”

[jalgajalga]

JUNE

I intend to write post monthly, but now i'm two month behind hmmmmmmm. Even if it's late. Still i'm gonna post my June-life. As I write them down, turn out there are so many exciting event happened in month of June

June 1st-2nd June started with long-five-days-weekend. And i proudly say that I spent it by moving my body a lot. For the first time in maybe five years, i picked my badminton racket again and hit the court.

As I expected my whole body was screaming loudly the next day. But I promised my other friend that i would accompany her swimming and no way i could back off. Aaaaah and one of the reason to still go was because we planed to eat Mie goreng in a lunch box after swimming, like a child used to be. Shout out to the core memories !!! It was a happy week!!!

June 5 My friend said there was a food bazaar in a mall on her way back from work. Asian bazzar food? some kind of that. We went there but nothing catched our interest. So we went for the safest choice, what's said to be the best ramen in town. My friend paid for our food, we usually split our bills. I assumed because she's the one who asked us for a meet up. But turned out it was her birthday soon. Hahaha I'm bad at remembering dates. Sorry

June 14 This month's art exhibition was Memanen Angin by by Lully tutus. It gave feeling of children's book ilustration. Remind me of magazine i subscribed when i was a child.

June 18 There is a curated market selling local artisan food and craft near my house. I would go there every week if i weren't a lazy person. But i am, so i only stop by when i actually need to leave my house. This week, i take my lil bro to buy new phone, therefore I look in to find a lunch. My choice is nasi berkat wrapped in teak leaf from jiwa jawi resto. I already knew the taste, my expectation was fulfilled, it was as good as i thought.

++ Food discovery of June ++

Ice cream Haku Tokyo Cheese Delight

It smells so cheesy, but the only cheese taste is from the cone. I forgot what flavour the ice cream was.

And for the very first time i tried Mi gacoan but ate it dine in. It's true what people say about it. It tastes waaaay better

June 25 This June I had a chance to join europe on screen, european movie screening, then meeting up with firends. We chatted from afternoon till the cafe bout to close. Because we waited for one friend who just started her semester as a medical school specialist student. It's a nice catch up.

I watched a lot of movies this month. I obssesed with japanese movie adapted from books. Warm story kind of movie. I will talk about them in separated post. Also a movie that left deep impression for me, i watched at screening events.

June 29

June end with another holiday and another meet up with friends. Friends who work outside the town were coming home. It's almost full squad. That day also was one of my friend's birthday. We rarely celebrate it with cake and surprises. But we asked for birthday treat from the cafe, we got mini pastry so we had blow candle ceremonial.

Over all June was actually pretty fun. Nothing special in fact, it was just my ordinary days. But when I read this post again, I can feel the excitement and happiness I felt at that moment. Thankyou June

[hpf07]

Kuroo knew Kenma wasn't the most romantic person in the world, but since Kodzuken appeared he was practically forced to be aware of the date, so the algorithm will be kind to him.

Halloween, christmas, anything. He'll need to be aware to play something according to the occasion.

Sometimes he'll do a casual blog, like mother's day, a simple recipe, a day outside with him, just daily things.

But there was a certain festivity Kenma avoided like the plague, trying to be untraceable for the weekend.

Valentine's day.

Kuroo knew about Kenma's crush.

Most importantly, Kuroo new the pain of unrequited love. So, every Valentine's day he'll appear with apple pie and beer, some stupid cards with cat-puns and a movie, just to check out on him.

Fearing every year to interrupt something.

Sometimes he felt selfish for doing it.

Maybe Kenma wanted to be alone and see some old matches, maybe that's why he isolated himself.

Maybe it was selfish to force his friend to spend the most romantic day with him, knowing his feelins. Does that make his intentions impure?

He tried to force himself to remember.

Kenma will kick him out no shame if he didn't wanted him there.

Another year arrived and another Valentine's day was there, so Kuroo was ready.

He got the cheesiest move he could, musical included, maybe he'll manage to cuddle Kenma when boredom will lully him to sleep.

He got a beautiful bouquet of roses, expensive perfume on him, hair somehow tamed for the ocassion and a plastic bag full of things for the evening as he arrived to the Kozume residence.

"My love, your date is he-"

"The door is open, Kuro"

Kenma's voice was grumpier than usual.

He looked tired and hurt, like he didn't even took a shower, not even stopping to greet him.

Kuroo bite the inside of his cheek, taking his shoes off in the genkan, letting his confidence slip out there too, thinking if he really overstepped Kenma's boundaries this year.

"Uhm, sorry for the inconvenience" He murmured softly, shrinking despite his height, like all the air in his lungs was suddenly gone.

"You're never sorry about that" Kenma answered, eyebrows arching hard.

"I can go If you want?" Kuroo asked, hidding the roses, feet stuck.

Kenma noticed the roses and massaged the bridge of his nose.

"No, I'm being an asshole. I'm sorry. Bad day"

And it was probably a hell of a day, his eyebags were dark and swollen, like he hasn't sleeped in a month and cried in the process.

His hair was dirty and greasy.

"Oh, uh. I'm here to be your company in a romantic dinner?"

"As you can see,I'm not exactly ready for a restaurant"

Kuroo's heart squeezed at the snarky smile and glassed eyes, he let the roses down the entry table and the bag slip between his fingers.

"You're beautiful, Kenma"

He walked up to face him and pulled his best friend's head to his chest and covered his body with his own in a thight hug.

"No matter how you look, you always look beautiful to me"

"You're really in character this year,isn't it?" He mumbled bitterly against the expensive shirt.

Kuroo's grip tightened, feeling an inmense desolation as if Kenma's pain was radiating throught him.

"My service, baby" He faked confidence, smiling sadly.

"Can't you just say I'm awful looking and get wasted? You'll make my day easier."

"Nope" He kissed the crown of his head.

Kenma smiled sadly and pushed him appart.

"Okay, enough, just let your stuff on the kotatsu"

Kuroo pushed the roses against Kenma's face grinning.

"You're beautiful, but you do smell awful too"

"Get out of my house"

"Work is a bitch, life is worse. Go get a shower, love you"

Kenma's middle finger was in his face in no time, so he kissed it as a reflex.

"I'll get things done, just take your time and relax."

"Fine, but fuck you too"

Kuroo bite back the comment he wanted to say, Kenma wasn't in the mood for teasing.

"Go, I'll get you fresh clothes"

Kenma's silhouette was quickly out of his gaze, so he took his sweet time to organize everything in his bag.

The champagne and cheese table were expensive looking compared to the cute apple pie and beer cans, but he wanted to have everything Kenma would want at the moment.

He had chips and other snacks waiting to be served until something got his attention. Kenma's usual love-letters, well. Kodzuken's love letters and his phone.

The screen flashed urgently.

Kenma !!

Kenma please don't cry (╯︵╰,)

If I only knew before I-

Shoyo (´,,•ω•,,)

Kuroo's stomach dropped and suddenly he felt as a fool, all the romantic decorations carefully packed on the bag feeling stupid as his eyes suddenly were tingling.

He took the phone in his hands for a second, should he read the convo?

Did...they fight?

Did...Kenma confessed?

Kuroo's hands were shaking. He wanted to cry, but he took a deep breath.

No, If anything, that message meant he was right.

Kenma needed support right now, no matter what happened and he was there to make the day the less miserable he could.

"What are you doing with my phone?"

And there was Kenma, beautiful and breathtaking Kenma, a very naked and rosy Kenma, in a towell and underwear.

Kuroo chocked on his own spit.

"Sorry, you got a message and-"

"Did you read it?" Kenma asked scared, violently, trying to get the phone out of his grip.

"No"

That answer seemed to be the correct one, Kenma inmediatly calmed down, hugging the phone against his chest, looking so small and vulnerable

Kuroo wanted to hold him again.

"Could you please get me some clothes?"

"Sure, sorry I took it"

"Sorry I'm a mess today"

"No worries"

Kuroo went throught the closet with a heavy heart, but decided to make Kenma's day better getting his usual Nekoma sweats and comfy socks.

His eyes lingered for a second and he took one of his hoodies, inhaling his best friend scent in there.

He couldn't help but being selfish.

He loved the inmature feeling of ownership as he used his clothes, not really caring if he didn't had anything casual to wear anymore.

"Alright, my prince's royal attire is here" Kuroo faked composture as he got closer to the Kotatsu were Kenma was under, searching for heat.

"God, I'm freezing" He whispered as he shimmied out from under the kotatsu, shaking softly.

Kuroo's eyes drank the image of Kenma's so incredibly soft looking skin as he handled him the clothes. Maybe he was delirious, but he could swear he took his sweet time to get dressed.

His mouth felt dry as the delicious sight of his long legs got slowly covered, using all his strenght to not open them and bite those milky thighs inside, so soft and slighty plushy after getting out of high school work out routine,he wanted to press him against the kotatsu and-

"Once you stop looking at my ass could you help me dry my hair?"

"KYANMAAA"

Kenma chuckled for the first time of the night, a sad giggling, but Kuroo felt his chest warmer.

"Can't I appreciate the beauty of my best friend?" He murmured blushing as he searched for the hair dryer.

Kenma didn't answered, sight lost on the walls, thinking. He took a second to see the hoodie being placed over his abdomen, covering his beloved collarbones and pink nubbles in a second. He'll do anything to kiss his entire body until all those worries will leave his heart.

"Alright," Kuroo said as he placed himself behind Kenma, whose legs were still hiding under the kotatsu. "Now, isn't this feel better, baby?"

"Less sore, I guess" Kenma answered with a lost sight

Kuroo smiled sadly, something definitely was off with his best friend today.

As he was about to turn the hair dryer on, Kenma's voice brought him back to reality.

"Have you ever noticed-" He interrupted himself. "Doesn't matter"

"Tell me"

"My house"

"What about it?"

"You have it memorized"

"I know,that's what happens when you share your life with someone"

Kenma's lips sealed in a tight line, so Kuroo took it as a green light to start his work.

Kenma's hair was longer as ever, also softer, now that most of it wasn't dyed, Kuroo loved it completely, the dark roots, the pudding hair, the longer one. He could remember so many things just by looking as his hair.

He brushed the long strands in a gentle motion applying the heat with extremely care to not burn his skin, wondering where was the last time Kenma combed it properly. Kenma's blissed smile and rosy cheeks eased his worries as he handled him a tie.

He'll love to braid it, but a low bun will work, Kenma's scalp probably needed a rest too.

He placed a kiss at his now uncovered neck, making Kenma squeak.

"Hey!"

"Warmth really make you day dream, isn't it?"

Kenma's embarassed face was a gift to the world. Cute, so kissable.

"Thanks" He muttered.

"So, what now?"

"The best date in the world is here Kyanma, have no fear!"

"Where is he?" He said with a flat face.

"You're the worst Kyanma"

"And somehow you always prefer to keep coming back instead of getting a cute girl"

Kuroo breath hitched.

"Of course"

[artgirllullaby]

HEY I SAW YOU SCREAMING ABOUT A STAR VS FANFIC??? EVER AFTER???????? CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT ITS ABOUT IVE BEEN CRAVING FANFIC BUT IVE HAD BIG FEAR OF FANDOM SO I NEVER SEARCHED???PLEASE TELL ME ITS CHILL/SFW

It’s my fanfic! haha!

Me and the readers nicknamedas Thw witchcraft since I began writting/plotting back in S1 and somehow I got right many stuff that happened (Now I’m calling it cAUnnon lol)

I really need to do a fic rec, but some writters that I like you should go after are @axis2800 @mrevaunit42, their fics are very heart and fun to read!

As for Ever After, The story comes after a time of peace. They made things peacefully to all kingdoms and dimensions, so Star and Marco are now living on Earth as she still studying and applying what she learns on Mewni and so on. Things get complicated when Star has to face the fact she has to go back to Mewni for once so she can take her right place for the Crown. So she has to face about leaving Earth and saying goodbye, but also to deal about a possible menace against Mewni and the peaceful time they have.

Is worth to remember I plotted and wrote back in S1, but I incorporated some stuff happening to try follow cannon (not all of it, but some) so you may find one or two things that were adapted, but still most of things were completely guessing/Witchcraft haha

I hope I have helped, and if you get interested, I hope you like my fic! I’ll be very happy to have a new reader!

[puzzlebean]

Welcome to my, puzzlebean's, blog. It is a pleasure to have you here. This is a multifandom blog. My fandoms are listed below. I try to tag everything but I may forget to tag sometimes or forget what I tagged something as. Feel free to ask me to tag something specific!

I have many blorbos but Steve Rogers owns my heart and soul. I like art, puzzles, SCI-Fi, comics, movies, books, music, mysteries, racing, and more.

Please don't ask me, or have people ask me, why you are blocked. I block very liberally so I can curate my own space.

This is a list of the fandoms I like and engage with (on different levels).

Marvel Comics • Marvel Cinematic Universe • DC • Star Wars • Star Trek • Murder Most Unladylike • A Series of Unfortunate Events • Death in Paradise • Murder She Wrote • The Old Guard • Doctor Who • Shadowhunters • Lulli • Ghosted • Taylor Swift • Lightyear • Warrior Nun • Merlin • Barbie • Winx Club • Arctic Monkeys • Knives Out • Wednesday • Ted Lasso • Chris Evans • Stranger Things • Nancy Drew • Formula 1 (I like many drivers and several teams but Max is my #1)

This is just a fraction of the things I ship, though I would say these are some of my current main ships. I have a ship list I am working on (I shall link it when it's finally completed). I have ships that are my big loves and ships I find interesting to write. Listed here are some of my loves.

Steve/Bucky • Kirk/Spock • Yelena/Kate • Wednesday/Enid • Ava/Beatrice • Sam/Steve • Alisha/Kiko • Vanessa/Elena • Carol/Maria • Steve/Darcy • Wanda/Vision • Sharon/Natasha • Bruce/Clark • Bruce/Clark/Diana • Tim/Bernard • Rey/Poe/Finn • Joe/Nicky • Gwen/Morgana • Merlin/Arthur • Merlin/Arthur/Gwen • Sharon/Sarah • Bloom/Stella • Amina/Daisy • Hazel/Daisy • Constance/Sophia • Han/Leia • Han/Luke • Jason/Stephanie • Stephanie/Cass • Harley/Ivy • Alex/Miles • Roy/Jamie/Keeley • Ted/Trent • Wanda/Darcy • Steve/Scott • Max/Charles • Max/Lando • Nancy/Robin • Eddie/Chrissy • Steve/Jonathan • Bucky/Tony • Max/Lewis

You can also find me in other places. Like my ao3 account (puzzlebean/hulkling616) where I post all my writing.

I also have a couple of sideblogs (which I occasionally reblog from and to). Including (but not limited to) @marvelfemslashweek, @puzzlebeanart, @marvel-women-events, @puzzlebeanficrecs and @jewishstuckyrecs.

Last updated: October 25th, 2023

[lybian-glass]

*peeks in and waves* ....hello.