#bc there are like five songs that just Always Apply

[theriverpointace]

okay so i got a bit hyped up about dracula this week. so now i have a playlist. and some of the songs are like, so perfect, to me, so i wanted to share some highlights.

"broken" by lovelytheband for jonmina. bc, yk. holiest love and all that. he'll follow her into hell. i love it.

"haiku" for by tally hall for jonathan bc i think him writing to mina is a bit of a love language.

"before the summer ends" from dracula: the musical. i didn't like the ending AT ALL lol (it also came way out of left field it seemed to me) but this song was a banger. he'll keep his word and then his heart will break.

"sweet but psycho" by ava max for vampire!lucy. listen i can see the animatic in my head

"team" by lorde. vibes right.

"good ol' fashion nightmare" by matt and kim. bc what is this novel except a good ol' fashion nightmare.

"soldier, poet, king" by the oh hellos. i think this could be about the suitors or just jonathan. i think generally it's used for sets of three, right? so for the suitors, i'd say quincey would be the soldier, jack the poet, arthur the king. but i also really like jonathan and i feel like he can fit all three roles. soldier, because he kills dracula; poet because of the diary; king because he's the protagonist. idk i just think it works.

[bro-atz]

superstar

in which: you punish idol seonghwa in real life because out of everyone in the limited theme cards you missed, it was only him

pair: idol!seonghwa/afab!reader

word count: 3k

content: smut, (minimal) bdsm, slight sadism... oop, oral sex, bedroom sex, so loud the entire dorm hears, unprotected sex (but you're long time partners, so it's consensual), completely consensual!

author's note: i spent a solid hour screaming at my phone to the point where my roommate called me an overdramatic husky all bc i was trying to finish the gd wake up theme but i never got to mcfucking finish it bc the seonghwa card refused to show up and i'm still livid so this is my way of telling hwa to square up (ง'̀-'́)ง

apply for the permanent taglist here! superstar!series: seonghwa, san

You were hanging out in the dorm with the boys while playing SuperStar ATEEZ, a couple of the boys sitting in the living room with you— Yunho, San, and your boyfriend Seonghwa. Usually, you’d get three stars for the songs that San couldn’t get while Seonghwa and Yunho would play through the levels themselves just trying to one up the other. This day, though, you were absolutely livid with the game.

They had dropped a limited edition card pack with a song from their latest comeback six days prior, and you had yet to collect cards for all eight members on the final day with just thirty minutes to spare. You were tapping on your screen angrily as San and Yunho watched with wary eyes— Seonghwa, meanwhile, had gone somewhere in the dorm to do this and that.

“I swear to fucking God, if I don’t get this card, I’m going to kill someone,” you said through gritted teeth.

“Which card?” Yunho asked as he leaned over your shoulder to peak at your screen.

“This fucking bitch,” you pointed to the greyed out card on your screen and huffed. “It’s always fucking impossible for me to get Hwa cards, I’m telling you.”

You purchased another pack and tapped the buttons quickly, trying to see if you got the Seonghwa card you needed, only to get two Mingi C cards for the limited theme.

“Fuck off Mingi!” you shrieked.

Mingi, who heard you, popped his head out of his room and frowned. “What the fuck did I do?!”

You were still angrily tapping away on your phone, so San answered for you, “No, she just keeps getting your card for SuperStar ATEEZ. Nothing personal.”

“Oh, shit… Y/N is playing SuperStar right now?” Mingi said with a grimace on his face.

“Yep,” Yunho confirmed.

Mingi nodded with a frown before slowly retreating into his room— he did not like interacting with you when you were playing SuperStar ATEEZ because you were just too intense for him. Well, at least sober him didn’t like interacting with competitive you.

You had five minutes left and one more attempt at buying the special thirty pack. If you didn’t get Seonghwa in this pack, then hopefully you could get him in the A card pull since you would have bought the special pack forty times by then.

“Come on, come on, come on, come on,” you said under your breath as the cards were revealed.

You didn’t get any of the limited edition theme cards. Fine, at least you had the A pull.

“You have got to be shitting me! Not another fucking Choi fucking San card!” you screamed.

San, scared for his life, immediately rushed to his room. He peeked through the crack in the doorframe. Before you could smash your phone into the ground, Yunho snatched your phone out of your hands and did his best to calm you down, but you were a force to be reckoned with. Out of all the cards you had to be missing, it just happened to be the one person you loved and cared about the most. You couldn’t even get a C version of your boyfriend’s card!

“Park Seonghwa, get your ass over here right now!” you yelled, knowing that the man could definitely hear your voice echoing in the dorm.

Seonghwa immediately rushed over to you, his eyes wide. “Sweetheart? What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

He tried to wrap his arms around you and comfort you as he usually did, but you were not there for it. You knew that you failing to get his card was not your boyfriend’s fault, but you still wanted to take your anger out on him.

“Come with me, you annoying piece of shit,” you told him as held onto the collar of his shirt tightly.

You dragged him all the way to his bedroom and pushed him so that he fell onto his bed. You locked the door behind you then ordered, “Take off your shirt and pants right now.”

“Y/N, can you please tell me what on Earth is going on?” Seonghwa asked while obeying your order. “Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?”

“Baby, I love you, but just shut the fuck up for now because I’m going to kill you right now. I’m very fucking angry.”

You took Seonghwa’s shirt and tied one of his wrists to the headboard while his other wrist was tied up by his pants. You straddled his waist and held his face with one hand, your fingers squishing his cheeks. Seonghwa looked up at you with his starry eyes which were once filled with fear now replaced by desire.

“Why do you continue to evade me, baby? I’m sick and tired of this,” you began your rant. “All I want is to complete my fucking set, but I can’t get your fucking card for the life of me!”

“My photocard?” Seonghwa said kind of cutely since you were still squishing his cheeks— it nearly made you smile, but you held your frown because anger first.

“No, your card in SuperStar.”

Seonghwa let out a puff of air that was most likely supposed to be a giggle, infuriating you further. “It’s not funny, Hwa! I’m really fucking upset! I’m not going to have a complete set, and it’s all your fault!”

You let go of his face to slap his chest lightly. Seonghwa let out a little sigh as he played along and said, “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I wish I could give you the card… How can I make it up to you?”

“Keep your mouth shut. I want you to suffer, now.”

You kissed him harshly, your teeth sinking into his lower lip. Seonghwa’s entire body reacted, and he let out a little grunt, only for you to stop kissing him and slap his face— it wasn’t a hard slap, but it was definitely strong enough for him to stare at you with wide eyes, his boba eyes trembling.

“I told you to keep your mouth shut. If I hear a single noise come out of your mouth, I’ll fucking kill you… You are only to answer when I ask you a question,” you instructed.

Seonghwa gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and answered with a tiny nod. You had to bite your tongue to keep from smiling. Submissive Seonghwa was always a sight to behold because he (for some odd reason) was usually the dominant one in your relationship. Whenever he wore that fuck ass black wife-beater, he always uses the fact that you thirst for him greatly against you in bed and orders you around. It was your turn. You were excited.

“You’ve been a bad boy,” you started, your voice dropping. You lowered yourself so that you could whisper in his ear, “A very, very, bad boy. Do you know why?”

“No… Why?” Seonghwa answered, his voice wavering with both fear and excitement.

You slapped his face. “It’s ma’am to you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am…”

“Good. Do you know why you’ve been a bad boy?”

“No, ma’am… Please tell me why.”

You traced Seonghwa’s jawline with your fingernail, then ran your fingertips lightly from his forehead to his lips. Your fingers lingered on his lips as you told him, “I want you. I don’t want Mingi or San. When I tell you to come, then you better come.”

Your other hand cupped Seonghwa’s stiff crotch. You were talking about his card when you told him to come, but you also meant it in the dirty sense. Your hold on his balls got tighter, making the man’s body lurch.

“You’re not allowed to cum until I say it’s okay, understand?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good boy,” you said with a nod. Your fingers, which were still on his lips, pushed forward as you said, “Suck.”

Seonghwa took your middle two fingers into his mouth and began to suck, his tongue swirling around them. You pressed your lips together to suppress a moan. You felt your panties getting wetter by the second, but you had to be patient. You wanted everything to be a slow burn to make Seonghwa suffer— the same way his card taunted you for a week.

You reached down his briefs and produced his stiff cock, pre-cum leaking out at an uncontrollable rate.

“You’re a bad, dirty boy. Look at how desperate your dick is for my touch,” you said with a slight smirk as you swirled circles on the top, your finger picking up some of the pre-cum. You then licked your finger, Seonghwa’s face going red. He wanted to look away, but your fingers were still in his mouth. Luckily for him, you wanted your fingers back, and so he was able to turn his head when your fingers withdrew.

“Who said you could look away?” you asked sternly, Seonghwa’s head immediately moving back into place. “You are to keep your eyes on me, got it?”

“Yes ma’am,” Seonghwa said breathily as you moved your hand to his dick and squeezed lightly.

You took off your shirt and placed it on the bed knowing that you were going to need it later. You moved down until your face was right by his penis. You would be lying if you said you weren’t thirsting for his hot, throbbing cock. You wanted him inside you desperately, but slow burn… You had to take your time.

“Now,” you said after placing a light kiss on the top of his penis. “You must keep your eyes on me, you are not to cum until I say it’s okay, you are not to move at all, and I don’t want to hear a single noise come from you.”

Seonghwa nodded, his lower lip trapped between his teeth as he prepared for whatever it was you were going to do to him. You bent down, and Seonghwa braced himself for he was expecting you to take him right into your mouth. You, on the other hand, took your sweet fucking time. You delicately ran your nails along his length, observing his pretty dick. His dick was angry, red, and throbbing, but it was still so gorgeous— just like how Seonghwa was he was angry.

Then, you ran your tongue along his penis, a trail of saliva connecting the head to the tip of your tongue. You wanted to lap him up like an erotic lollipop and not just stick it in your mouth. Seonghwa’s entire body shivered as you continued lick after lick. Your hand rubbed his length as your tongue swirled around the tip. And finally, when you began to suck on the tip of his penis, you intentionally looked up at Seonghwa with what he liked to describe as “your seductive eyes”.

Seonghwa was a mess. He was biting his lip hard, and his wrists were strained— he definitely wanted to push your head down like he usually did and fuck your mouth until you gagged, but you weren’t going to let him. Absolutely not.

You took all of him into your mouth, his penis nearly hitting the back of your throat. You moved slowly, savoring ever little bit of him, which was excruciating for him and you knew it. You were enjoying every single bit of it, noting his trembling thighs and hips, and you continued to enjoy it until he pushed his waist upwards, making you gag slightly. You immediately sat up and slapped his face.

“I said you weren’t allowed to move, didn’t I?!”

“Yes, ma’am, you did,” he replied meekly.

“Then why did you move when I specifically told you not to?”

“…Sorry, ma’am.”

“Sorry isn’t going to cut it, Seonghwa,” you spat as you got off the bed and moved away from him. “You need to beg forgiveness.”

“What happens if I don’t?” he asked, getting a little cheeky, which annoyed the shit out of you.

“Then you can remain like that,” you gestured to his wrists and trembling, erect penis.

Seonghwa’s eyes widened. He shook his head furiously as he said, “No! No, Y/N, please don’t do that! I’m sorry!”

You ran your fingers through his hair and grabbed onto the roots before pulling his head backwards. He stared at you with the same trembling eyes from before accompanied by a quivering lip, intensifying the fire raging inside you.

“What did I say?” you hissed.

“Sorry! I meant ma’am. I’m sorry, ma’am,” Seonghwa was near tears.

You felt a little bad. You both knew that you weren’t actually mad, but you were scared that you were taking it a little too far. Seonghwa had yet to use the safe word you both came up with earlier on in your relationship, but you decided to lay off. Your fingers released his hair. You cupped his face lovingly and left him with a sweet kiss. You tasted a hint of blood as you kissed him, making you realize that Seonghwa bit his lip so hard that he started bleeding.

“Alright, I’ll allow you to call me by my name,” you whispered as you rubbed his cheek with your thumb. “But, I want you to scream my name, okay?”

Seonghwa nodded, his tense body easing up. You got on the bed again and grabbed your shirt, Seonghwa staring at you with wide eyes.

“You’re not going to untie me?” he asked.

“No. If anything, I’m going to tie another piece of clothing around you,” you said as you showed him your bunched up shirt.

“Where?!”

You smirked. Next thing you knew, Seonghwa was blindfolded. You removed the rest of your clothing as a clearly antsy Seonghwa waited for you to touch him.

“Y/N,” he whimpered. “Hurry…”

“I told you what to do. Beg. Scream my name,” you whispered in his ear.

“Y/N! Please! I want you! I need you so bad!” Seonghwa cried loudly while almost thrashing his free limbs about.

“Good boy.”

You straddled your boyfriend, his cock rubbing along your ass crack. You watched Seonghwa bite his lower lip again and squirm while trying to hold back a moan. You pulled his lip out gently with your fingertips and said, “Don’t hold back.”

With that, you positioned yourself and sat down slowly, a loud, long, airy moan echoing in the room. Before you started moving, you thought up the dumbest fucking line and wanted to use it on your struggling boyfriend.

“Hwa, want me to slow it down? Make it bouncy?” you teased.

“Fuck, Y/N, don’t— Hnngh! Ah!”

Seonghwa’s voice cracked as he moaned loudly when you clenched your pussy, which for some odd reason turned you on incredibly. Holding onto the back of your legs for support, you started moving— bouncing—and moaned quietly, wanting to hear more of Seonghwa’s moans, groans, and cries. His breathing was rough and sporadic, egging you on to move faster, causing your own breathing to get rougher the more you tried to refrain from moaning. His hips bucked upwards in rhythm with yours, but that wasn’t enough for his pleasure.

“Y/N, please untie me! I want to touch you,” Seonghwa pleaded.

“That… Defeats the purpose… Of the punishment,” you said while panting.

So, since Seonghwa couldn’t touch you, you lowered yourself so that you were pressing your breasts against his chest. The difference in angle was really doing it for Seonghwa because his voice cracked yet again, his moans getting higher in pitch. You wished that you could see your boyfriend’s eyes in that moment because you knew for a fact that they were rolling to the back of his head— they always did when the two of you had sex.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Seonghwa muttered under his breath, the influx of profanities rolling off his tongue nearly making you cum.

Before he could utter another word, you brought your lips to his and kissed him passionately, Seonghwa’s long and rude tongue invading your mouth within seconds. He could only last so long, though, as his breathing was getting quicker and shallower. The man gasped as you released his lips then trailed painfully sweet hickeys down his neck. Right as you got to his collarbone, you moved your hand to his chest and played with his nipple.

“Oh God!” Seonghwa whimpered. “Y/N, I wanna cum!”

“Okay, baby. Cum inside,” you gave him your blessing (only because you, too, were nearing your climax).

With a final slap of your ass on his hips, you pressed your body down and cried with pleasure. You came first, completely moving yourself off of his cock so that you could squirt, your thighs trembling as you barely held yourself up.

You held Seonghwa’s dick and sat back down on it with another unintentional clench. Seonghwa groaned loudly as he came, his load shooting through you and filling you up. His cock spasmed several times inside you, nearly making you cum once more.

You collapsed on him with a deep sigh and rested for a brief moment before you reached and untied one of the restraints. You remained laying on his chest and listened to his beating heart return to a normal rate, leaving Seonghwa to untie the other restraint and blindfold himself (which he did almost immediately). His arms, once they were free, embraced you, his hands holding onto your ass, his dick still deep inside you.

“Sweetheart,” Seonghwa said his nickname for you softly, prompting you to look up at him. “Fuck, you can’t look at me with those eyes.”

His penis stiffened inside you again. His hands itched to move your ass up and down on his dick, but he didn’t just yet.

“You want to go again, don’t you?” you asked him.

“Yes, please.”

An hour and a half later, you finished up in the shower and emerged from Seonghwa’s bedroom wearing fresh clothes. You saw Yunho sitting in the living room, a grin appearing on his face the second he saw you.

“Get it out of your system?” he asked.

“Yup,” you responded cheerily as you flopped into the arm chair in the living room.

“Coast is clear, boys!” Yunho called out, prompting San and Mingi to emerge from their rooms.

They joined you and Yunho in the living room. San looked around before asking, “Seonghwa?”

“Mortified.”

“You scream his name like every other night, but he’s shy when he screams your name? Tsk tsk,” Mingi shook his head.

“He’s more embarrassed about the fact that his voice cracked,” you had to stifle a laugh.

The other three boys shared sympathetic nods— they’d all been there before.

Several minutes later, Seonghwa finally emerged from his room, his face pink. He was still embarrassed. He joined you in the arm chair and hugged you tightly as you sat on his lap. He dug his face in the nook of your neck and let out a tiny whine.

“Baby, I won’t embarrass you like this again as long as I get your card,” you said softly while petting his hair. “So you better make sure I get the card next time, okay?”

“How the fuck am I going to do that?!” Seonghwa said in despair.

“You could give her your credit card,” Mingi put in his two cents.

“How would that help?”

“She can buy all the packs, even the hella expensive ones. She’ll be sure to finish her set if she gets the packs,” Yunho explained.

“Oh! That’s a good idea! Give me your credit card,” you faced your boyfriend with sparkles in your eyes and an open palm.

“…I’d rather you just punish me, sweetheart.”

You frowned. You grabbed his cheeks and brought him closer to you before whispering threateningly, “Then I won’t have mercy on you next time.”

“…On second thought, let me go grab my wallet.”

[sitp-recs]

HP Rec Fest, Day 30

Here we come with more @hprecfest! Today I’m only reccing rare pairs since I couldn’t think of any pre-canon Drarry fics 🤔 I wonder if canon divergent / canon rewrite applies?? I don’t read them often either way, so I figured this would be a good opportunity to boost lesser known fics. I think this is my favorite rec post for the fest so far - there’s something so poetic in reccing these two specific fics alongside each other since Little Compton Street verse was my first (unforgettable, devastating) contact with Prongsfoot and 5 years later here I am reading them again - this time welcoming the pain. More embarrassing emosh blabbing below!

Day 30) a pre-canon fic:

empire builders by shecrows (James/Sirius, E, 25k)

Say, James, he rehearses in his head. Remember that time we were both roaring drunk at the end of term, and you put your cock in my mouth, and I came so hard I still get tingly thinking about it? Was that just a one off, d’you think, or did you want to do it again sometime?

Prongsfoot my beloved 😭😭😭 sometimes I feel like I’ll never feel as strongly about a ship as I feel for them which sounds so crazy because I don’t even read it! or, well. after being utterly ruined by Winter of ‘79 (curiously a fic within LCS verse as mentioned below) I promised myself I wouldn’t look for this ship anymore bc the inevitable tragedy of it depressed me way too much. I locked them away in a secret space deep within my heart and only allowed myself to re-awaken those feelings this year, with the brilliant empire builders. what a fic! a few lines in and I was hooked and completely obsessed with Sirius’ unbelievably spot on voice, the peak friends to lovers dynamics, and the unbearable sexual tension mixing guilt and devotion (my favorite shippy combo btw). fuck, they are so young and so lovable, and so attuned to each other it makes me wanna cry. never before a 25k fic has felt so short, I’ve read it in a frenzy and couldn’t stop thinking about their love for days. the best word to describe my state after this fic is “tormented” which might as well be the best compliment I’ve ever given in a rec.

Play Me Like A Love Song by @writcraft (Minerva/Will, E, 67k)

Minerva McGonagall doesn’t believe in love at first sight, which is why her instant attraction to drag king Wilhelmina ("Will") Grubbly-Plank is so unexpected. War tears apart the wizarding world and as one battle ends Minerva and Will must fight once more, this time for the lives of their friends on Little Compton Street. A love story spanning five decades defined by music, laughter and tears, in which love is not always easy, but it’s always worth fighting for.

truly a masterpiece of lesbian fiction, this fic is more like a religious experience, bold, brutally honest, romantic, eye-opening and necessary. I never thought I’d care so much for a ship like Will & Minerva but they worked their way inside my heart and I’m deeply moved by how their story encompasses everything that’s inherent to the queer experience: love, loss, resistance and hope. there’s so much joy and grief walking hand by hand, and it is our privilege to watch the characters mature and experience life as individuals and as a couple. Writ crafts oh so thoughtfully two stunning character studies (Minerva’s voice omg, please don’t @ me on my competence kink) while taking us by the hand into the magical universe of Little Compton Street, which is so completely irresistible and healing. I adore the atmosphere, the imagery, the soundtrack, and how this seductive setting allows them to explore their queerness in such a free, proud and joyful way *getting emosh* I feel like nothing I add here will make this story justice, it’s such a poignant and transformative fic but sadly deeply underrated like it happens to so many wlw tales. I hope this rec inspires at least one person to check it out and while at it please also check the entire series with a Drarry piece and a Prongsfoot piece, a perfect trifecta!

[fatoujallovv]

steddie brainrot alert!!! here are my domestic eddie lives hcs:

- their go to karaoke song is don’t go breaking my heart. steve sings elton’s parts and eddie sings kiki’s parts. eddie pretends it’s too mainstream and cheesy for him but he secretly loves the song and dressed up as elton john for halloween once as a kid.

- in board games steve always picks the blue piece and eddie always picks the yellow. despite his metal appearance yellow is his favorite color. steve makes fun of him for it but is incredibly endeared how fast eddie jumps at the chance to borrow his yellow sweater any time he’s at steve’s house.

- in that same vein they always fight over who gets to have the top hat piece when they play monopoly. eddie usually wins

- steve was genuinely not that good at english but most other subjects he only got bad grades bc it was cool to not care so he never applied himself. when he offers to help eddie study and stay on track to graduate eddie laughs in his face because steve notoriously coasted with C-s in every class but when he begrudgingly accepts the offer steve is like surprisingly good at calculus

- eddie is failing english not bc he’s bad at writing or reading or any of that but bc the books they assign are super boring so his executive dysfunction kicks in and he never produces good work for class. when he’s passionate about a topic he’s a phenomenal storyteller and writer and he can devour 500 page books in one sitting. the only english essay he ever got better than a C on was a creative writing assignment.

- when butterfly clips came into fashion in the 90s steve bought a huge pack in every color to put in eddie’s hair. later the whole hawkins gang goes to the first ever indy pride week in 1996 and steve insists that everyone put a rainbow of butterfly clips in their hair.

- steve and eddie go with dustin’s mom to move him into college. the whole drive back to hawkins they gossip with mrs. henderson about getting a weird vibe from dustin’s roommate and almost turn the car around four separate times to bring him back home. the roommate was perfectly normal and they all secretly know that but they’re just looking for excuses not to let dustin grow up because they already miss him five minutes after they leave his campus.

- robin and eddie team up one day to gaslight steve into believing eddie’s taller than him. since steve is a little Stupid he’s fooled for like a full week.

- robin and nancy challenge steve and eddie to a couples costume contest one halloween and it becomes a tradition. no matter where they are in life the four of them always find a way to get together for halloween and roast the shit out of each other’s costumes.

[autisticlancemcclain]

If you still haven't been asked, I'd love to know "28. Favorite work you wrote this year" & "29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year" for the Ao3 wrapped!

28 -- Favorite work you wrote this year?

i have a lot of works im really fond of, and my favourite has yet to be posted, but my favourite posted fic is In The Town Of Agua Fria (Rode A Stranger One Fine Day). its a cowboy au and im rly proud of it 😈 (also as i was searching it up to link it i found out, much to my surprise, that i am not the only unhinged person to hear a country song from the fifties and immediately apply it to the blorbos. it was, of course, a supernatural fan to do it first lmao.)

29 -- Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

i have a lot of fave passages but i was rereading some of my older stuff recently and i remembered this one that i'm rly proud of:

“I left so you could stay!”

“I didn’t want to stay without you!”

Lance’s chest is heaving, and tears blur his vision. Keith looks shocked, mouth dropped open and eye blown wide. “I didn’t want to stay without you,” Lance repeats through a sob. “But you left, and I didn’t have a choice. You left me, and then so did everyone else, and I was alone, and you left me.”

“Lance,” Keith whispers, close to tears himself.

Lance breath hitches, and he can barely speak over the lump in his throat. “I never wanted you to leave. I would have followed you, but I knew you didn’t want me to. You needed to figure something out on your own, and I did my best to accept that, but you broke my heart, Keith. There was nothing I wanted or needed more than to be at your side but I wasn’t worthy of you.”

“Lance,” Keith begs again, reaching over to cup his face. “You were always worthy, okay? Always. You never had to earn my respect, or fight for a place at my side. It was always yours to take. We’re equals. There’s no one I need more than you. When I left… I was struggling. I was afraid. I was afraid of my past and my future and I was afraid of what I wanted to be with you. Of what I already was with you. I didn’t know how to handle myself, and when you came to me worried about five lions and six paladins I thought I had a solution. But I was wrong. I was scared and I made the wrong choice. But,” Keith wipes Lance’s tears with his thumbs, pressing their foreheads together. “I want to fix things. You and me. I’ll do anything, Lance. Anything to earn back your trust, your love.”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Lance sobs. “You just have to stay.”

Keith cradles Lance’s head to his chest, and he goes willingly, clutching Keith’s shirt in clenched fists. “I’ll stay,” he promises, petting Lance’s hair as he cries. “For the rest of my life, until the end of my days, Lance McClain, I will stay with you.”

from this ask game! send me asks bc i feel like a celebrity

[totally-correct-shenanigans]

(the same psa as my little reason why applies here: it's late; i'm not medicated and very autistic; and my lines between canon and my fanon get blurry sometimes . incomprehensibility ahead!)

aha ! more musical rambling . i'm very full of brain about these songs so i hope you are ready for at least 3 of these , possibly more . i said i was going to go backwards from strangest to most sensical but arbitrary rules put in place by myself aren't real or legally binding so you get this, which makes the absolute most sense to me of everything ever:

rule #23 - birds of a feather ; fish in a birdcage

this is THE sly cooper song. (it also applies to fa.bian seac.aster and prince sid.on and also possibly ste.ven un.iverse because those four are all the same character in different fonts and i will DIE on that hill.)

now this song is quite a bit longer and as such the breakdown/analysis will be quite a bit longer. i would apologize, but this is the most sly cooper song to ever sly cooper song (/j, so i will not.

another preface before we really get into it 3 is my favorite of the three and i like the full found family of the cooper gang so that's certainly influencing this lol. just keep in mind that most parts that i'm like "this is about the cooper gang!" could probably JUST be about bentley and murray if you wanted! it's all up to interpretation <3

"She was born by the sea / Her father bounced her on his knee / While he shared past stories of grandeur"

okay so for the sake of lyrical clarity i'm not gonna change the pronouns BUT the she really should be he bc it's sly the 'she' is sly <3 literally sly says the words "it all started when i was just a kid, bouncing on my father's knee" like. (i should clarify i don't know fi that's the exact phrasing but i know he says that he was bouncing on his father's knee so that's what's important yknow.)

the past stories of grandeur are presumably a mix of connor's misadventures/whatever old wive's tales he told and the tales from the thievius raccoonus. i know sly techinically didn't inherit the book until he was 8 (and then he really didn't get to until he was 18) but i think it's said/shown that he had at least read some of it before then and just bc he didn't own it doesn't mean connor didn't tell him stories y'know.

"That would dance inside her head / Every night while tucked in bed / Same tales, different actor"

i think this is pretty self-explanatory lol . i suppose i don't remember it being said that sly always wanted to be a master thief like the rest of his family but i'm pretty sure it's implied and by the time we meet him he's dead-set on living up to his family's legacy so. i'm sure he had his fantasies about being a master thief !!

"There were costumes on the floor / She'd use a wooden stick and board / To vanquish the foes that were after / All them stuffed-up toys"

please imagine sly with a fake child-proof tiny version of the cooper cane beating up stuffed animals while connor watches proudly .

"All them stuffed-up toys / That were sticking 'round by choice / They were family, in this together"

(note: the "all them stuffed-up toys" line isn't sang twice it's just written twice because i couldn't decide on where i wanted it to go)

desperately trying to figure out what this line means even in a non-sly cooper context lol. why are the stuffed-up toys that were playing the role of foes sticking around by choice and being family in this together. or perhaps the foes are after all them stuffed-up toys that were sticking 'round by choice?

anyway. in a sly cooper context, please consider these two options:

either it's about sly's actual family e.i. connor and sly's scarcely spoken of mother (we get a cutoff family photo and sly saying "[the five] caught up with my parents" (parents plural) and that's about all we have of sly's mom lol). perhaps if my "the foes are after the stuffed-up toys" theory is correct, the foes could be the fiendish five, and the stuffed-up toys that were stickin' round by choice are sly's parents.

i read a really good fic once where connor told his wife that she could escape bc she wasn't technically a cooper and her response was "fuck that i'm staying." maybe that's the "sticking 'round by choice, they were family, in this together" thing. that's kind of sweet.

or option two it's a preface to the next line, and the ones that "were sticking 'round by choice" are bentley and murray. my gay heart of found family sings for this, but i think i prefer option one, because there's plenty of found family-ness to be had as the song continues and also the idea of sly's mom very willingly sticking around to defend her husband & her son makes me Feel Things .

"Well she grew like a tree / She sought out bonny company / Built the finest crew you could ask for"

note: bonny means attractive or beautiful

sly grew more like a twig than a tree but that's okay /j

presumably this bonny crew is bentley and murray, but if you'd like to place this in sly 3 it could also be the whole cooper gang! i imagine the extended cg were a little more "sought out" than bentley and murray were, but the brothers were the first two even if they weren't exactly sought out. it's important to keep your roots in mind ! either way i'm sure they were the finest crew sly could ask for, so.

"They were brave and sturdy lads / That reminded her of Dad / Back to back, birds of a feather"

okay this one makes me moreso think of the full CG because i cannot imagine just bentley and murray, esp. in sly 1 times, really reminding him of connor. though maybe in part they do bc it's implied in the comics* that sly didn't know connor had a team until mcsweeney contacted him so maybe bentley and murray remind sly of his father in ways that may or may not have actually applied to his father.

to be fair, i'm sure they'd have reminded sly of connor in some ways, even if they weren't like super major. this post is already so long that my post editor is lagging lol that's not related just funny to me.

again, either way the last line applies; be it with just bentley and murray or with the full gang, they are back-to-back, and they are birds of a feather :]

"(Ah di ah, hi di oh) / A voyage for the soul / Back to back, birds of a feather"

(notes: this is the chorus so i'm not gonna rewrite it every time lol. also i just went with the spotify lyrics for the ah di ah, hi di oh because i'm not sure how else one would spell that so . ah di ah hi di oh yknow)

my aforementioned sly 3-loving heart says that the voyage for the soul should be the one for the map, but really i think all 3 game's Voyages tm count, so ! take your pick. again, they're all back-to-back birds of a feather regardless.

"With a scaled-down graph / Her husband did the math / On a course to have the advantage"

two options ! we replace husband with brother and say it's bentley, because he absolutely would have a scaled-down graph and he's usually the one making courses so they can have the advantage. and doing math.

OR you can say it's carmelita during one of the times they're working together. i highly doubt she had a scaled-down graph during Krakarov, but she DID set a course so they could have the advantage... if you consider shooting lava slugs and deathray supports "setting a course," that is. and if you consider sly's cane The Advantage. which to be fair it kind of is so.

again, take your pick ! a very flexible tune we have today :]

"'Cause the British, they were smart / But they didn't have the heart / Of our strong, Irish companions"

okay this is the "swept in with the throng" of this one bc i do not have any like solid brain thoughts about this BUT this is yet another one that can apply to all three games but that i like applying to the third:

for thievius raccoonus, "the British" could be the Fiendish Five, in which the "strong, Irish companions" are bentley and murray

for band of thieves, "the British" could be the Klaww Gang, and the companions are once more Bentley and Murray

or for honor among thieves, the companions are of course the full Cooper Gang, but "the British" could be all of the miscellaneous sly 3 villains or it could be- if you stand at a distance and don't look directly at it- read as referring to the Klaww Gang and the Fiendish Five! looking back at my little reason why you should be able to tell that i have strong opinions about the dysfunctionality of the villain teams lol. anyway it's like the panda king and dimitri being like "yeah you guys were good at being evil but you all hated each other. and now we've got a team that's good at bieng good(?) AND love each other." y'know? y'know.

"They can write shoddy laws / And try to buy her off"

this is the REAL swept in with the throng but something something interpol and cops and sly being seduced by or seducing carmelita and neyla and eventually giving up his thieving life for the former something something "buying him off" something something

"But they'll never own what we have here / A solidarity, within familiar seas / 'Cause we are one in a thousand"

back at it again with the found family <3 i think this one's mostly self-explanatory; the cooper gang is superior bc they're not just a team of thieves, they're a family, hence the "solidarity within familiar seas."

"She defended her name / As the cannon-shots and flames / Tried to deter what she is after"

glancing back at thievius raccoonus where sly is literally defending his name and getting said thievius raccoonus back while the five are constantly trying to kill him. the "cannon-shots and flames" specifically reminds me of clockwerk which tbf he really did try and deter sly so.

however, throughout all three games sly is defending his name and dealing with "cannon-shots and flames" (literal (looking at you Dead Men Tell No Tales) or otherwise) so once more the flexibility comes in lol.

"And although she lost her love / She's never giving up / To these tyrant dirty ol' bastards"

gotta admit i'm not entirely sure what to make of the "although she lost her love" in this context but sly 4's angry ex plotline (derogatory) comes to mind. or maybe it's just about him not being able to be w/ her throughout the trilogy bc they're on separate sides of the law, who's to say.

anyway sly never gives up to tyrant dirty old bastards and in fact frequently makes tyrant dirty old bastards give up instead. once more reminds me specifically of thievius raccoonus but i'm not 100% sure why. something about the spite and the spark that only cocky sly 1 sly has, maybe

"We would charge as a pack / You could never hold us back / We are fierce and grew with each battle"

and back to the sly-3-ness :] they don't really "charge as a pack" until the big heist at the end but they do charge as a pack so i think it still counts. and they really aren't held back, with the exception of sly's near-death experience- and even then they DO still get into the vault so really i just don't think they can be held back. and they are certainly fierce !

and they literally grow with each battle in sly 3. like that's the whole reason you fight half the battles, so the crew can grow. now that i'm thinking about it i think Dr. M is the only one you don't fight to grow the crew and that's hilarious. and fitting !

"'Cause it's etched inside our veins / The hardships that we've gained / We've become a myth unraveled"

i wanna say bentley getting chomped is a prime example of their hardships being "etched inside [their] veins" and i'm sure the others (sly included) have a lot of scars after all their misadventures.

also there's no way the cooper gang isn't like a legend in the criminal underworld, all things considered. i don't think you take down not one, but two prime contenders in said criminal underworld and not be considered a legend, hence the becoming a myth thing.

i have a fic wip that's literally just about the B team learning that the brothers are in fact not the untouchable legends they'd heard of. that's only vaguely related but it feels close enough, considering they've "become a myth unraveled." if you want like an actual Thing for them being unraveled, just consider the unraveling the disbanding of the crew post-heist, which leads into the next part fairly well i think.

"In those final days / In the castle she had claimed / She drew the sword that had brought her / Through countless victories that she survived to see / In the tales of her own grandeur"

the castle is actually carmelita's apartment /j

presumably "the sword" is really the cooper cane, all things considered. i think the full-circle-ness of this is really sweet in a sly context; several times, sly mentions living up to his father and his family's legacy, and now he can say he's got a "tale of [his] own grandeur" and has officially made his father proud :]

*i think it's in the first one; sly says that his dad would have been able to pull the heist alone, which therefore implies that he thinks his dad did do it alone. it's 4:20 am (nice) and the incomprehensibility is TRULY starting to sink in so i'm not sure this makes any sense to anyone else but it makes sense to me i swear.

if you read all of that, two things:

one! you're my hero and i love you. /p

two! are you OKAY. /j

[smuggsy]

In which Viago is awkward, Anton is tired, and Clifton and Deacon are a headache-inducing combo.

CHARACTERS: viago, deacon, vladislav, anton, the rest of the wolf pack, no stu yet

TAGS: anton/viago, first meetings, anton lowkey having a midlife crisis and being a single dad of 5, anton POV, i know vampires always smell them first, but realistically who's got the most heightened and sensitive sense of smell?, werewolves being swearwolves, bickering vampires, anton works at the movie theatre bc why not

WORD COUNT: 3700

[ PART TWO | PART THREE ]

Being the alpha male of the group has its perks. They listen to what he says, almost always do what he tells them to, and are all generally pretty respectful of his position as a leader. He feels like he's got a purpose.

Sure, there's always a rogue moment or two when a particularly strong full moon catches the bunch unaware, and every time there's a new addition to the group it's up to him to show him the ropes; but it's nice.

Anton likes having a group to lead. 

In fact, he's grown so used to having that bunch of idiots around he doesn't think he'd be able to cope if they were gone. 

Sometimes he finds himself alone at home and the silence is deafening. Zapping through the channels mindlessly and too lazy to get up and procure himself some proper food that requires him to switch on the stove.

He finds he eats more easily when he's got someone over. Is usually in a much better mood when one of the boys crashes on his couch after a fall-out with their missus or a particularly rough full moon. 

Yeah. 

Being the alpha male is all he has.

And when he doesn't have them around he feels strangely inadequate. Like there's a part of him missing.

Now he's staring at the fridge trying to choose a six-pack and a bag of chips to take home but can't decide on a brand. He thinks this one's the one Declan likes but that one is gluten-free, for Dion, and he doesn't think he's brought enough change with him to buy both?

And then he remembers they're not coming over tonight and he's spent about five minutes just staring at his reflection on the glass, like some idiot having an existential crisis in the middle of a convenience store.

Blocking the way. 

"Uh, sorry mate," he moves over to the side to let the customer behind pick his thing.

Some guy wearing pale foundation and looking like he's headed for a costume party that just leans over and—

"Did you just sniff me?"

The man shows him an awkward smile and Anton is pretty sure he did just sniff him and he did just scrunch up his nose at him and he wonders if he's put on dirty laundry again.

"...No?"

"You did, you just sniffed me mate," Anton turns around to face him and Pale Costume Guy takes a step back and looks around as if he's been caught red-handed, panic in his eyes.

"Excuse me," he says, with a weird song-like accent and turns around and hurries down the aisle. 

His hair glows under the white lights overhead like he's applied glittery gel to it or something and Anton thinks yeah, Wellington's always been an odd city full of weirdos, but nobody, in his thirty-seven years of age has leant over to smell him like he's a stray dog in need of a bath.

"Aw shit!" 

And the penny drops.

But by the time he makes it outside the vampire is nowhere to be seen. 

>>> <<<

Anton smells Clifton before he's even made it to his block and it ticks him off today a bit more than usual. By the time he reaches the threshold the smell of his girlfriend's sweet cotton perfume is so strong it almost turns his stomach.

"Couldn't have opened a window, could you," he greets as he walks in, closes the door behind him with boredom. 

"Hello to you too," Clifton mumbles from over the couch, where Anton still can't see him but can perfectly imagine him, comfortably spread out and chugging down beer like he owns the place.

"Just open a window, mate. Stinks in here, I've told ya," Anton lets his backpack fall to the floor, exhausted from another uneventful day at the job, selling ticket after ticket and pack of chocolate after pack of chocolate and popcorn bag after popcorn bag, fuck.

"Alright!" 

"Yeah, I know you're used to that perfume but it's actually pretty disgusting? And now I'm gonna smell like a bloody carnival food truck for a we— whoa! What the hell happened to your face?!"

There's a scarring slash on his left cheek and a bruise turning yellow under his right eye and Anton is all over him in less than a second, forgetting all about his monotonous day, energy spiking up at the idea of someone hurting one of his boys.

"Hey, hey, chill! It's fine!"

"Like hell it's fine! What the fuck did you do now?!"

Clifton leans back and sends him an amused frown.

"Bad day, huh?"

"Clifton," Anton warns. There's a growl a moment after and Clif is sitting back down on the sofa and wiping that smartass grin off his face.

"One of those pansy-fancy vampires," he shrugs, like it's no big deal, and Anton finds himself doing a breathing exercise, "nothin' serious, you should see the other guy."

"For fuck's sake."

"I'm telling the lads, by the way, if you keep doing that," Clifton points at him and the grin is back on his face, "where's that swearjar?" he looks around actually looking for the thing and Anton grabs a hold of his jacket and hauls him up.

That growl he'd been suppressing returns to the base of his throat.

"Alright, that's it. Let's go. I'm gonna have a word with your little friend."

"Aw man, there's really no need—"

"Zip it," he slams his phone on Clifton's hand and makes for the shower. He is not going to be sniffed again, "group meeting. Now."

>>> <<<

It pretty much feels like taking his kids out on a lesson trip. Like a call to the principal's office. Except he's the principal and the angry fatherly figure all at once. 

This is the last thing he needed today and yet, here they are. Lurking in the shadows of their local park, far enough from the lamp-post that they probably look like a bunch of junkies going at it in the middle of the night. He's got a massive headache from the joint smell of caramel and syrup and now Clifton still smelling like he sprayed his carpet with Chanel N°5 and rolled around in it.

"Seriously, mate, she needs to tone it down with the perfume," Anton says after a while, cutting the group's conversation short. The looks he gets from the boys make him feel like an old whiny old man that's no longer down with the kids. "Anyone got an aspirin?"

"Uhh..."

"No, don't have any."

"You okay, man?"

"Yeah, you don't look good."

"Yeah, wanna head home?" Clifton pats him on the shoulder, "get some shut-eye? You got that raccoon look again, y'know, like when you don't slee—"

"Shut up."

"Yup. Shutting up." Clifton gives a sheepish nod and takes a step back and Anton thinks no, you little twat, not letting you off the hook today. 

"Here they come."

And Anton straightens up from where he'd been leaning against the wall, sees three figures making a straight line for them and he reckons alright, maybe Clif wasn't really being that dramatic when he swore and swore it wasn't him who started it.

Anton stands at the front, pointedly making sure Clifton is at hand-reach.

"Told you something smelled off," one of them starts, strutting forward confidently, and Anton tries very hard to keep his composure and perhaps, only a little, regrets not having stayed home. 

He should've put off their little chat one more night, maybe tomorrow he wasn't going to be feeling like a ticking time-bomb of stress about to go off.

"Are we interrupting potty time?"

Well, Anton was about to ask Clif to point out the culprit, but that's that, then.

"Deacon, don't."

"Yeah, Deacon," Anton takes a step forward, relishing in the way he towers over the shortest vampire, clearly the troublemaker, "I'm a bit short of temper tonight so I'm only gonna say this once and clear."

"Yeah?" Deacon doesn't back off, but he does sniff at him loudly in a very condescending way and puffs out his chest like a rebellious immature teenager about to throw the first punch.

"Yeah. You got beef with one of my boys you got beef with me."

Deacon snorts and sends Clifton a toothy smile. His sharp fangs glint under the vague moonlight.

"One of your boys?" he teases, letter 'r' rolling off his tongue in a clear European accent Anton can't pinpoint. 

"We don't have any beef," another one chimes in from behind, it's Sniff Guy from the store, with his own foreign song-like accent and the gentle eyes, "by the way. Hello. We apologize for the misunderstanding, yes? Vladislav?"

"Yess," the long-haired one says, technically agreeing but sounding a bit menacing, Anton thinks. "It has all been a huge misunderstanding, hasn't it, Deacon?"

"I'm not apologizing to a filthy werewolf!" 

"See, I told you," Clifton finally blurts out, "wanna have round two? Yeah? Come on then!"

"Hey!" Anton snaps, sending a cold glare behind and rendering Clif silent. He looks back to the vampires, tense and clenching his teeth and thinking one, two, three, breathe, in out, in out. Finding Sniff Guy placing a hand on Deacon's shoulder and drawing him back in a manner much like he's just metaphorically done to Clifton himself.

"It's alright," Sniff Guy says, his peculiar accent making remarks sound like questions, "there's no need to be uncivilized, guys. We can talk this through like reasonable people." 

"There's nothing to talk through, mate!" Clifton starts again, "he attacked me first! Ya need to keep your little pet in check, alright?"

"The fuck are you even wearin'? What's that, a blouse?" Nathan adds.

"I am not a pet!" Deacon hisses. "Do you have any idea how old I am?!" 

"But you are the youngest one, though," Vladislav interrupts, poking at Deacon almost as if he wants a fight to break out just for fun, and Anton isn't having fun, Anton is regretting his life choices right now.

"Wrong. Nick is the youngest."

"Here we go again," Sniff Guy mumbles under his breath.

"Yeah, but Nick isn't here, so that makes you the youngest one." 

Deacon turns around and sends his long-haired friend a glare.

"Are you on their side?"

"I'm not on a side, I'm just stating a fact," Vladislav shrugs, his voice devoid of any real emotion, like he really doesn't give a care.

"I'm asking because it sounds like you're on their side."

Anton sends a look to the only seemingly reasonable vampire and finds him looking as well. Whether it's a curious gaze, assessing or apologetic, he can't tell, but Anton must convey something with his own eyes because the guy leans toward his two friends and clears his throat.

"Guys, please."

"—but right now you're the youngest one."

"I am over a century old! Viago, tell them!"

"Yes, yes," Viago nods, "maybe we want to have this conversation later?"

"Aw man, you're old as fuck," Clifton cuts in, and Anton turns around and points a finger at him.

"I'm warning you." 

"Sorry."

"Seriously. It's my last warning."

"I'm— yeah. My bad."

With a last deep breath, Anton turns around and tries to make an effort. 

"Listen, let's not blow this out of proportion, okay? Just keep out of our noses we'll keep out of yours, how's that for a deal?"

"Pffft. I do not obey the likes of you," Deacon scrunches up his nose at him and Anton can almost physically feel his pack growing tense from behind, prepared to jump right in at his command and he really is tempted to let them have their fun there, for a moment. 

"I think that's a very sensible deal," Viago agrees, stepping up to the front by Deacon's side, sticking out a hand in a gesture clearly meant to de-escalate the situation, because they're outnumbered and Nathan is starting to growl under his breath. 

Anton looks down at it, slender pale fingers awaiting, but doesn't shake it.

"That's very nice of you, but it's your little friend here we've got a problem with, so..." Anton crosses his arms over his chest and nods towards Deacon, looking away like his pride's been wounded by the peace-treaty offering, "...I've got all night, mate. Reckon you don't."

And Deacon turns to glare at him, and then at Clifton, and then he bares his teeth and from a moment to another he's turned into a bat and flown away and that's pretty much the end of their transaction. Because Viago looks about as menacing as a lamb and Vladislav too smart to try and ever antagonise any of them just for a laugh. 

And Anton can feel the animosity in the air slowly disappearing, which means it was strictly Deacon rousing Clifton's feathers or — well. Fur, he supposes. 

"I didn't know they could do that," Declan mumbles, "did you know they could do that?" 

"No...?" 

"Mate, that's just weird." 

"You can turn into actual bats?" 

"We can turn into anything," Vladislav offers, with a predatory grin going over the six of them. 

Okay. 

Slightly unnerving, that.

"Yes, well," Viago starts, breaking the ominous silence, and Anton pretends he doesn't see the smile he's politely sending their way, too soft and kind to be genuine, "this has been lovely, but we really must get going now, if you don't mind. Goodnight, everyone." 

So that's how it ends. They walk back the way they came from, with those long coats flapping in the wind and sending a few nervous looks back to the pack, as if they actually expect to be hunted down. And then they're gone and Anton feels like his head will split in two. 

"Let's just jump them next time."

"Yeah, show them who's boss."

"Are you thick in the head, mate?" Anton turns around, out of patience, "they're still blood-sucking thirsty vampires, don't you be forgetting that." 

"But—" 

"Just piss off! All of ya," Anton snarls, and he'll regret it tomorrow but he pushes past the group and starts walking away himself, "go to sleep, for Pete's sake. Have some bloody sense. Waste of my time." 

He feels their eyes following his every move even as he crosses the street but he's still not far enough that he won't hear their biting remarks. And that's fine. He probably deserves them. 

"Well who needs a fucking calendar, am I right?" 

"Shut up, Nathan."

"What? You’re all thinking it!"

>>> <<<

He still hasn't quite learnt how to deal with the preview so much as he's mastered the aftermath of a transformation. It's an exhausting and neverending row of chores. 

Finding a proper place to transform, making sure everyone's clear on its location, making sure everyone makes it to the location early in the afternoon, extra pair of pants, no valuable objects like cellphones or jewelry on, chains for the newbies, a bit of booze to qualm everyone's nerves, alibis for those who need it, paying extra for a doctor's note in case someone can't get up the morning after. 

But. One mistake and it all goes to shit. 

It's up to him to prevent that from happening. 

He's going over the plan in his head for the third time in a row when there's a buzzing in his pocket, and he's so sleep-deprived he doesn't realise it's his pocket.

The bus comes to a stoplight and he jerks forward and bangs his head against the window, blinking at the bright screen of his mobile—

"Aw, shit," 

—but having to take the call, the cherry on top of an already fucking dreadful day at the job, scrubbing people's puke off the red-carpeted floor because some idiot let a twelve-year-old in to watch an E-rated horror fucking movie, "hello?"

"Hey you," his sweet sister's voice coos, and he can already tell he'll be hating himself five minutes from now because she isn't even mad at him, "how you doing, An?"

"Good, good! How's the uh... birthday planning coming along? Did you get my package? Sent it this morning?"

"Yes, we got the package."

"Good, good. Fantastic." 

The bus starts moving again and Anton suddenly feels compelled to open aside one of the windows and throw his phone out of it, watch it smash against the tarmac as a beautiful metaphor of his shattering relationship with his family because he's a fucking idiot. 

"You're not coming, then," Maggie says, and the fact that she doesn't even sound angry at him makes him have to quench the need to growl at her, because why isn't she fucking fuming?!

"Yeah, no, sorry. I've got a... one of my workmates is ill, I just gotta work his shift, y'know. I'm sorry."

"He really was looking forward to seeing you."

"I know... I'm just, listen, I tried."

Wow, that is sooo convincing. She's going to forgive all the other times you've fucked it up. Top-tier performance, mate. Congratulations. 

"It's fine, Anton. You don't need to feel pressured into doing anyth—"

"Hey, it's not like that!"

"—I just wish you'd make a decision. It's not healthy for Timmy, you know. Or me. Or anyone, really, not even you."

"Hey, I want to go! I'm not— I can't just skip work, Maggie!"

I can't just turn into a raging flesh-eating monster in the middle of your son's birthday, Maggie!

"Okay. Sure. Have a good one, An."

"Mags, wait—!"

The sound goes off. The screen goes blank. 

His hand starts shaking and his breath turns shallow. 

Okay, okay, count to ten. Count to ten, mate.

One, two, three, uncle Anton! Look! It's a turtle! Miss Johnson says I could be an artist! Four, five, fuck.

Of course I'm coming! And tell you what mate, I'm gonna beat your ass again, have you been practising your kicks? 

Five, five, fiiive.

Wait, it's the— he's turning ten on what day, now?

Shit.

Fuuuuck.

"Um, hello there!" 

He startles and bares his teeth at the vampire suddenly materializing on the seat next to him and Viago jerks away with a hand on his chest.

"Oh! That's... that's scary," he lets out a nervous laugh and Anton wants to grab his clothes and pin him to the floor and fucking punch him, "you're, uh, I think you're a bit agitated, yes?"

Five, six... fuck, he's losing it. 

"Maybe you want to get off this bus?"

Anton can sense that same de-escalating tactic he used last time being used on him, hyperventilating like a rabid dog, probably looking like he's high on something to the nervous bus driver watching through the rearview mirror and thinks, yes, he should probably get off before he hurts someone.

"I think, come on, yes," a hand grabs his jacket and he finds himself getting up before he knows it, quite literally being dragged towards the back exit, "please don't attack me or I will have to retaliate, and we really don't want to be doing that here."

There's ringing in his ears and Anton vaguely registers the nervous waver of the vampire's voice because he's too concentrated on not going batshit crazy on public transport.

"That's our stop. Thank youuu!"

Five, six, seven, eight... five, six, seven, eight. 

He jumps onto the sidewalk and immediately walks over to the wall and pushes his palms against it and leans down. Closes his eyes and fixates on the feeling of the cold bricks against his skin and seven, eight, nine.

Fuck. If the boys could see him now...

"Thaaaat's it. Well done! You're doing great."

Anton shakes his head and growls at the patronizing words and the vampire jumps back, startled. 

"If you call me a 'good boy' I'm gonna bite you," he tells him, with a hoarse voice that only shows up when there's a full moon approaching, and the vampire finally seems to realise he's overstepping.

"O-kay," he says, with a small voice as he just stands there whilst Anton gets his bearings.

Which happens about five minutes after the bus is long gone and they're left in the middle of some posh neighbourhood already sleeping silent.

"Aw, shit."

He finally leans off the wall, breathing gone back to its normal pace and voice sounding his again. The foggy thoughts lifting and the sudden urge to sink his canines into something and give in to the pull of the moon go away, and he turns to the fancy vampire just standing there, waiting, and knows he owes him a thanks. Alpha male pride be damned.

"Sorry about that, mate," is as much as he can muster.

"That was close! You looked like you wanted to eat Bob, there, for a second!"

The vampire rocks on his heels awkwardly and smiles at him like they're long-life friends, careless and open and too damn cute and Anton is not thinking him endearing at all, with his cravat and velvet-patterned waistcoat looking like someone out of a television set. Oh, and the accent!

"Bob?" he frowns.

"Bob is the bus driver?"

"Right."

And they fall silent. 

"Thanks for the uh... intervention, back there," Anton makes a vague gesture to the road and Viago nods contentedly. Yeah, that could've turned into quite a bloody scene.

"Oh, you're welcome. It was nothing," he says, gently as ever, as if he's not an actual serial killer feeding on human blood every other day, grinning and showing his fangs and smelling faintly of vanilla. He shifts his weight and leans towards Anton, appearing to make up his mind and try again, offering his hand ever so politely. Anton shakes it, tonight.

"Anton."

"Via—"

"Viago, yeah I know."

His hand isn't cold.

Anton thought he'd be cold.

"Oh. Yes, of course."

"Alright, I'm just gonna..."

"Big night tomorrow?"

The question catches him off guard, and he turns back to Viago clearly uninterested to let the conversation die just yet. But Anton hasn't slept for two consecutive hours in what feels like ages, and much as he can admit to find him strangely alluring, he's got a long walk home and a tiring routine to go over in the morning.

"Yeah. Yeah, big night."

"Good luck!"

He says it like he means it.

Anton tries to read his face; isn't sure if it's a ploy or a sarcastic comment. 

Viago looks like he means it.

[quindolyn]

hi can i request the maurauders going to see the reader do a musical like heathers or mean girls and they are just confused and turned on bc they didn't expect it to be this dirty (can lead to smut or not). luv you and hope you are taking care of yourself, if not go get something to eat, drink some water, take a nap, or do somthing you enjoy. or dont not trying to be pushy :)

Creature of the Night || Poly!Marauders

Word Count: 3029 (excluding song lyrics)

A/N: I think I liked how this turned out? I didn’t make it smut but it’s certainly suggestive, I went with Rocky Horror, I know that the musicals mentioned in the request are more modern but I fucking love Rocky Horror and I think it works with the request. When I first read this request I smiled so much because I love live theater, I don’t perform as much as I used to because as I progress with my education I’m focusing more on the stuff I can use to pad my resumes for college and stuff but I still love going to see productions. One of the worst parts of the pandemic for me has been not being able to go see shows, I miss it so much.

Warnings: theatre enthusiast reader, erections, suggestive material, song lyrics, slight teasing, wearing very little clothing in front of an audience, I believe that that is it

Masterlist

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The magic of the stage was second to none. Sure, Hogwarts may have had witches and wizards, subjects like Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts, and ghosts that spent their time meandering about the halls but there was always a part of you that looked forward to the summer between your years at Hogwarts. Because no matter how magical Hogwarts was, the theater always made you feel completely and utterly alive. 

Every summer since the one after your first year at what all of your muggle friends thought to be a very prestigious boarding school up in Scotland, you’d taken part in your local youth theater’s productions. Your parents both being muggles thought that it would be a great way for you to be able to stay in touch with your muggle origins. 

The first year you’d been far too nervous to actually audition for a role, the very thought causing bile to churn in your stomach and threaten to make you sick all over your kitchen floor when your father first pitched the idea. So instead you’d done costumes and it was the most wonderful experience of your life. 

Who needed drugs when you had live theater? The hustle and bustle behind the scenes was electrifying but after two summers of costuming, of quick changes in the wings, learning how to use the ancient sewing machines they stored in the depths of the storage rooms, and pulling pieces for the actors to try on you decided that you wanted to try something more.

The moment you had stepped onto the stage it was like you’d come to life and you cursed yourself for not taking the risk earlier. You belonged on the stage, with the harsh stage lights on you and pounds of makeup plastered onto your face you could feel the magic thrumming through your veins and it was addicting.

If it was possible, you were even more excited to perform this summer, the previous school year you’d finally gotten together with your long time best friends the Marauders, turning them from friends to your boyfriends.

When your mother had sent word of the production being put on this summer you’d squealed while seated next to James and across from Remus, who had Sirius hanging off of his side. After explaining to them, mostly Sirius and James really, just what live theater was their first reaction was to ask if they could come see you perform.

“I don’t even know if I’m going to be cast,” You had explained gently, not wanting to get their hopes up in case you weren’t cast this year.

“Bull shit of course you’re going to be the cast,” Sirius had contested through a mouthful of jam and toast, waving his hand theatrically through the air, watching him that day was not the first time you’d considered how the way he acted often reminded you of an over enthusiastic theatre major.

Remus, the only one with any knowledge on muggle theatre had snorted, wrapping an arm around Sirius’ waist to pull him closer to his body, “She’s not going to be the cast Pads, she’s going to be casted,” He’d corrected gently, pressing a kiss into his long, dark tresses.

“Whatever,” The smaller boy had grumbled, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

Which brought you to where you were right now, five minutes to curtain touching up your make up in the mirror of the shared make-up room.

“Hey (L/N),” One of your cast mates called settling into the makeup chair next to you as she plucked a tube of dark red lipstick from the small canary colored makeup bag she had previously abandoned on the counter, “Your boyfriends coming tonight?” She asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

“Yeah, they are,” You responded, applying mascara to your lashes.

“Excited to meet them, that photo you showed us,” She smiled, fanning her face with her hand, “Smoking,” She smiled, making eye contact with you in the mirror.

Rolling your eyes you ignored her comment, “It’s five minutes to curtain, you’re just now doing your make-up?” You chuckled, noticing her black face.

“Oh, shove it,” She laughed as you pushed yourself from your chair, traipsing out of the room, giving her the middle finger on your way out.

“Break a leg!” She called after you as the door latched shut.

You weren’t usually this nervous before a performance but knowing that your three boyfriends were sitting out there somewhere in the audience had you pacing back and forth backstage wondering what they were going to think of the whole production.

“Rocky Horror?” Sirius’ confusion evident in his voice as he plopped down in his seat next to Remus, throwing his arm around the werewolf’s shoulders, drumming his fingers on his clothed shoulder hidden behind his knitted cardigan.

“Yeah,” James collapsed into his chair on the other side of Remus, tucking one leg under his body, “No clue what it’s about but I’m sure our angel will be wonderful. Can you guys see her?” He straightened himself up in his seat, craning his neck in attempts to catch a glimpse of you.

Remus being the only one with any ties to the muggle world knew a bit about the show and had to do his very best to suppress a smirk from overtaking his face as he knew exactly what he and your other two boyfriends were getting themselves into. 

“Just hush up you two, the show’s gonna start any moment,” He scolded, patting his large, scarred hand on James’ thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Rem,” Sirius whined, puckering his lips and closing his eyes, signaling to his boyfriend that he wanted a kiss.

“My needy baby,” He crooned, leaning in to connect his lips with Sirius’ in a quick liplock before pulling back, allowing Sirius to drop his forehead to smear against his shoulder.

“That’s mean,” Sirius murmured discontentedly.

“Poor baby Pads,” James cooed mockingly.

“Both of you,” Remus hissed as the lights in the theatre dimmed, “The show’s about to start, be good for me and be quiet yeah?”

Their response came in their silence as the crowd started settling down and the music from the orchestra pit began a voice coming from somewhere out of sight as it was played through the speakers,

“Michael Rennie was ill

The day the earth stood still

But he told us where we stand”

Not 20 minutes into the show all three of them were as hard as rocks, James had already made Remus check the playbill for the name of the character you were playing, not being able to remember what you’d told them as all of his concentration was focused on a certain place.

Janet Weiss.

Remus couldn’t remember either, but he was almost certain that’s the name he could make out in the dark theatre, printed next to a picture of your smiling face.

When you’d stripped down to your underwear the boys could barely focus on the plot line of the show, only being able to watch the way your bare skin shone under the harsh light of the spotlights. Watching as sweat glistened on your skin, making you shine as you moved about the stage. 

Enchanted by the melodic cadence of your voice they all felt a certain jealousy burning deep in the pits on their stomachs at the thought that there were dozens of other people packed into that theater, all observing you in your vulnerable state of under dress. Only they got to see you like that.

Sirius missed much of the first act glaring at members of the audience who he deemed as looking at you for too long for his liking, but if you were being honest a 4th year smiling at you in the hallway was sometimes too long for his liking.

It wasn’t like any of them had never seen you naked before, in fact they’d all seen you naked more than their fair share of times but something about you on that stage in a white bra with a matching slip was driving them all crazy.

Especially Remus, whose ultimate weakness was seeing you in anything white which was one of the reasons you’d been so excited to invite them in the first place, knowing that they would be horny messes the entire time.

On stage you did your very best not to look out into the audience looking for them, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to stop a ginormous grin from forming on your face and you couldn’t afford to break character. Not if you wanted the night to go your way.

As the opening notes to “Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch Me”, rose from the orchestra pit you had trouble stopping a small smirk from pulling at your lips as you opened them, inhaling deeply before singing the first words of the song,

“I was feeling done in, couldn't win

I'd only ever kissed before”

Despite yourself you caught a glimpse of long dark hair in the audience, quickly taking a glance at Sirius’ face, eyes glazed over in lust, legs shifting uncomfortably with his mouth hanging wide open. 

Out of the corner of your eye you noticed another raven-haired boy’s mouth dropping as you shrugged off of your robe

“I thought there’s no use getting, into heavy petting

It only leads to trouble and, seat wetting

Now all I want to know, is how to go

I've tasted blood and I want more”

It was impossible to miss the way Remus’ jaw clenched as you laid your palm against Rocky’s chest, he was being played by your good friends who’d been working with the same theatre company as you since forever, he was like a brother to you. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t lay it on extra thick tonight with your boyfriends in the audience.

Tracing a dainty finger down Rocky’s chest you pushed your body against his singing out the next lyrics of the song,

“I've got an itch to scratch, I need assistance”

You turned you and your cast mate so that looking over his shoulder you were able to meet Remus’ eye, sending him a quick wink before focusing back in on Rocky.

“Toucha, toucha, toucha, touch me

I wanna be dirty

Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me

Creature of the night”

Pressing your back up against Rocky’s chest you guided his hands with yours to your breasts, squeezing them as you followed the choreography you knew by heart.

You ripped your slip from your body with the help of Rocky leaving you in only your white bra, matching panties and a pair of small heels as you paraded around stage, belting the suggestive lyrics into the theater.

“Then if anything grows, while you pose

I'll oil you up and rub you down (down, down, down)

And that’s just one small fraction, of the main attraction

You need a friendly hand, oh i need action”

You smirked, thinking about all of the action you’d be on the receiving end of later that night as you sunk to your knees in front of Rocky, your hands grasping his thighs. Deciding to tease them perhaps a little more than necessary as you went through the number, curling your leg around his and pressing your bodies together so that there was no space between your two questionably clothed bodies.

As the number was brought to a close it was impossible for you to ignore the excitement bubbling up inside of you as you continued your way through the show you kept throwing glances at your boyfriends, always finding their eyes already trained on you. More often than not, on some body part other than your face.

If your boyfriends thought that they had a bit of a problem before that song they were in a terrible predicament now.

Remus caught Sirius on multiple occasions trying to move the hand that he was holding to grope at his crotch as he tried to buck up into his boyfriend’s hand. And much to his own dismay, Remus would pull his hand away, thinking it probably wasn’t the best idea to give his boyfriend a hand job in a crowded theater. Knowing that he wouldn’t have to worry about James touching himself because he would never dream of disobeying him, Remus divided his attention between you on the stage and keeping Sirius in check.

Each of the boys were counting down the seconds until the show came to an end and they could get out of there and relieve some of their tension.  As the curtains were pulled closed they all breathed a sigh of relief before they reopened, leaving all three of them bewildered and slightly annoyed, even more so when they noticed everyone around them standing as they applauded the actors.

Remus forced both of them up when you rushed to the front of the stage, curtsying as the crowd went wild, your boyfriends most notably. As you took your bow you blew a kiss to your boyfriends taking note of the uncomfortable way they all stood, trying to adjust their erections to make them less noticeable while simultaneously applauding you.

As you cleared the stage after curtain call you took your time, doddling towards the dressing rooms where you had left the clothes you’d arrived at the theater in along with a special outfit you’d brought for after the show. Usually you were one of the first actors to clear the theater after a show but tonight you took your time. Hanging up your costume with more care than anyone really should treat any garment with and certainly more than what it needed. 

You smirked mischievously as you pulled the you’d brought outfit from your bag and shimmied it up your legs before slipping the delicate straps up your shoulders. You glimpsed yourself in the mirror, the red satin of the dress clinging to your curves in an attractive manner, short enough to display miles of legs and low cut enough to show off a decent amount of cleavage and perhaps a sighting of the matching red bra you were wearing beneath it.

Slinging the back of your black heels over the heel of your feet you snatched your purse from the armchair in your dressing room before striding out to go meet your boyfriends in the lobby, where you’d told them to wait for you.

Their heads all turned as they heard the clacking of your heels against the tile of the floor, “Boys,” You greeted as they unabashedly took in your new appearance.

As he most often was, Remus was the first one to collect himself, “Puppy, you were wonderful,” He praised, walking to meet you as you approached him, leaning down to smear a kiss against your cheek, “You did amazing up there, so proud of you,” He threw his arm around your waist as you walked towards Sirius and James.

“We got something for you,” He explained, his grip on your waist tightening, “Jamie give it to her, yeah?” 

“Oh yeah,” The smaller boy grinned, remembering the bouquet he held cradled in his arms as he handed it over to you, “Here you go angel.”

“Thank you Jamie,” You said as you took it from him, closing your eyes as you buried your nose in the sweet smelling flora. As you opened your eyes you made eye contact with Sirius, who stood across from you, practically drooling as he took in your appearance without any shame, “They smell wonderful.”

“You okay Si?” You asked, looking up through your eyelashes, batting them innocently.

“Like you don’t know exactly what you did up there to us (Y/N/N),” Remus whispered in your ear, pressing his nose into your temple.

“You guys are the ones who wanted to come,” You lilted, rubbing one of the velvety petals between the pads of your thumb and forefinger.

“Could’ve warned us,” James mumbled, his eyes not leaving your thighs as he licked his lips, if it were anyone else you would’ve been uncomfortable but you couldn’t help but feel flattered whenever any of them ogled you. 

“And what’s with the dress Pup?” Sirius nodded his head appreciatively towards your dress, obviously admiring the way it hung on your body.

“What, you don’t like it?” You asked with fake hurt in your voice, knowing that he more than liked it, he fucking loved it. 

“S’not that,” Remus mumbled, nosing at your jugular, “Just that whole show, got us a little bit worked up. We didn’t expect it to be so sexual Puppy,” He nodded towards James and that’s when you noticed the erection he was still sporting. 

“Got us really worked up, can we go home now?” James asked, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, trying to distract himself from his little problem.

“Jamie,” You whined, smiling wickedly, “I wanted to celebrate, I was thinking we could go eat somewhere, I was thinking maybe Thai food?”

You watched as Sirius ground his teeth, conflicted between needing to get home and not wanting to deny you from what you wanted. 

“Having fun teasing us Bunny?” Remus asked you with a sly smirk, knowing exactly what you were doing.

“M’not teasing,” You insisted, turning indignantly to your other boyfriend.

“Sure you aren’t,” He chuckled, “Thai sounds great (Y/N), wanna talk with you about the show,” The idea of teasing Sirius and James even longer was very appealing to Remus and he was ready to make the sacrifice of being teased himself, knowing that he’d be able to get back at you later that night.

“But-” James began.

“You wanna argue with me Jamie?” Remus challenged, raising a singular eyebrow.

“No,” He moped, “Of course not.”

“Good,” Remus said, nodding his head approvingly, “We wouldn’t wanna deny our Princess would we?”

James shook his head, eyes pleading, desperately seeking Remus’ approval.

“Pads?” Remus challenged, turning his attention to the other raven haired man.

“What? Oh um, of course not,” He agreed distractedly, dragging his eyes from your form to meet Remus’, his reluctance evident in his voice.

“Good,” Remus said pointedly, his eyes cold, daring Sirius to question him. When he didn’t the werewolf continued, “Let’s get going then, there’s a nice little restaurant a couple blocks away yeah?”

As you all hummed your consent you made your way to the exit, “Ten galleons if you can make James cum in his pants at dinner,” Remus whispered in your ear quietly enough so that  James and Sirius trailing behind you wouldn’t be able to hear you, you could hear the smirk in his voice as you exited the theatre.

“Deal.” This was going to be fun, you considered that you might have to invite them to come see the show again.

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tagging: @randomoutsiders @weasleyposts @kittykylax @amourtentiaa @superbturtlemakerathlete

[scott-mccall-the-hot-girl]

my ultimate guide to thiam fic !!

( as a new teen wolf stan )

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the classic post war, long ass (multi chapter) fic !!with great development that genuinely made me laugh out loud, they have the best friendship in this & i love it very much. ( like theo teaches liam to drive and i just *happy sobs* ) a fundamental in thiam fanfiction !! all stans have probably already read it but if you haven’t this is in fact a threat ,, go show this vv iconic story some love !!

Airplanes - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: After the Anuk-ite and the hunters are dealt with Liam needs a break. Cue Theo and a road trip that Liam should know better than to think will be peaceful.

Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, 43/43 Chapters, Words: 236,875 (236k)

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okay okay so this one is also post 6B !! but ,, now we introduce fighting monroe & the hunters again ,, so we get the boys & a new mission !! so if you like an intresting plot 11/10 would recommend !! just to be clear this ISN’T complete ,, if that turns you off i understand but definitely give this one a read !! it litterally have theo doing crossword puzzles & fighting zombies

Vacancy Signs - LovelyLittleGrim

Summary: Theo and Liam are in Manhattan negotiating a pack allyship when the zombie apocalypse breaks out. Now, the two of them have to find their way back to Beacon Hills without getting eaten by zombies or killing one another.

Rated: Explicit, Graphic Description of Violence, Not Completed, 15/17 Chapters, Words: 89,605 (89k)

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Royalty AU !! I REPEAT ROYALTY AU !! a fantastic au where i stan their moms more than i stan them !! genuinely so good at the childhood rivals to lovers trope !! i’m genuinely obsessed with this one. has made me cry more than once ,, hurts in a good way <3 the ending is just *chefs kiss* also one of the tags is genuinely: # theo and liam make bad choices for over 130k straight !! if that doesn’t sound appealing i don’t know what does !!

Artificial Love - songbvrd

Summary: Prince Theo and Prince Liam are forced to spend every Summer together from age five onwards. They hate each other, and usually find ways to make each other miserable as much as possible in their six weeks together. But when they're reunited because of intended unions as adults, things change. They're both supposed to be married to noble women, but neither of them is as interested in anyone else as they are with their childhood rival.

Rated: Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, Chapters: 32/32, Words: 172,935 (172k)

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so if you are in the mood for a crack fic that’s not explicitally a crack fic this is for you !! okay so i’m really hit or miss with AU’s ,, sometimes i feel like they don’t quite capture the characters right but this story have the BEST dramatic liam i have ever seen in my life !! basically they all live in the same apartment building & it’s fantastic !! i saw this one floating around a lot but the summary didn’t really unrest me until i have it a shot !! so go read it rn !! also nolan & brett are genuinely fantastic and make me wheeze ,, LIKE ACTUALLY VERBALLY LAUGHING !! all i’m gonna say is that my fav characters are scott & the beetles but that won’t make actual sense until you read it !!

The Neighbors Song - TheodoreR

Summary: “I always hear you singing on your balcony every morning, but suddenly you’ve stopped?”

Or the one where Theo annoys Liam every morning with his awful singing until he doesn’t anymore and Liam is even more annoyed. Liam hates every single thing about his mornings -the fact that they happen in the morning alone is enough. The thing Liam hates the most about his mornings though is the terrible voice of the guy who lives below him. He can’t sing for shit and Liam tried to politely let him understand that by throwing flour and water on his balcony, and also by shouting it to him, you can’t sing for shit!, and then by writing it into a note he proceeded to attach to his door, but this Raeken guy just keeps doing it, every single morning, like a fucking rooster. Liam did nothing to deserve this. He probably didn’t do anything to deserve better either to be fair, he doesn’t expect to open his window and be welcomed by some angelic voice singing him good morning, he’d just be happy with nothing. Silence. That’s something Liam can appreciate in mornings. Just some bark from his dog and the sound of his misery and that’s it. But no, god forbid the new guy lets him have that.

Rated: Explicit, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Wanrings, Completed, 8/8 Chapters, Words: 42,814 (42k)

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me: i’m not a big fan of AU’s ,, proceeds to talk about ANOTHER au… OKAY BUT THIS ONE !! it’s not complete but the author has been updating regularly ,, vv slow burn !! but in a REALLY intresting way !! i lOVE LIAM IN THIS SO MUCH ,, he is such a diaster of a person and it’s wonderful !! they have a great dynamic & i’m sucker for general puppy pack content ( and erica reyes being a badass ) !! also theo plays lacrosse in this & i really like it ahhhhh ,, also liam is just being an artic monkeys stan the whole time & theo is like *que confused repressed gay noises*

Inglorious Roommates - honeyscape

Summary: A roommate is defined as “a person with whom one shares a room.”

Theo would say a roommate was more along the lines of, “The person who's the bane of his existence. The weirdo that sleeps for days. The spaz that exercises at 3am. The guy with a revolving door of annoying friends. An insufferable human being that Theo has no control over living in his room.”

Example: Theo hates his roommate Liam.

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okay okay i hate myself but i have another WIP for y’all !! this one is jUST FANTASTIC. i’m genuinely so upset it’s most likely not going to updated again *incoherent screaming ensues*. for this story ,, it’s very theo-centric bUT thats bc it ends right before liam becomes a concrete member of the story !! ANYWAY: basic plot = theo & acquiring not one but two children ,, so #dad theo but he is still crusty & homeless and i love him very much. it’s just so GOOD !! just read if you want to experience my fav theo coming out story & him etching high school musical

Look who's talking - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: Theo had been labeled many things in his life. Evil, failure, monster. He'd never thought Father would be one of those things but as he looked across the table to a six year old with blue smears of bubble gum icecream across her face trying to coax the first words out of her sister. Finger jabbing towards Theo's face as she repeated 'Daddy' again and again he couldn't bring himself to dispute the label.

(Theo accidentally adopts two young werewolves)

Not Rated, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Not Completed, Chapters: 16/?, Words: 48740 ( 48k )

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so here me out: post-canon ( poetry like angst ) summer get away !! just the boys doing cute little domestic things together whilst pining !! theo’s guilt in this is just so powerful & aGjffkgkkfkvkdlv !! i think it’s so interesting to see how they interact in this one, it’s just very heart warming !! and it features one of my favorite niche teen wolf tropes of theo being great with like seven year old girls- it’s just so good ,, very much a wonderful little one shot that just makes your heart happy.

(next time i see you you'll show me) a hundred different ways to say the same things - cherrysprite

Summary: “...You deserve good things,” Liam says eventually. He makes sure not to look at Theo even though he can feel his eyes turn on him. Somehow he can already tell that Theo doesn’t believe him.

Liam instantly makes that the goal of this summer - making Theo believe him.

Rating: Teen and Up, No Archive Warnings Apply, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 28875 ( 28k )

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okay so this next section of fic recs is a bit different !!

two of my favorite authors !! and a compilation of fics i’ve read by them both !!

for context: these two have written some genuinely gorgeous fics, like pure poetry, they explore the real gritty & scary side of our boys relationship in such a wonderful way. they’ve both used some of my favorite tropes & i love them very much !!

whenever i need something soothing but so genuinely intresting & enticing these are my go to !! ( also they both write a lot of good nolan angst & some vv good fics with hayden )

go check out:

eneiryu

as well as fallingforboys

here are some of my favorite fics by them ~

darling i want you here in my arms (kiss the pain away, i know you can) - fallingforboys

even before you touched me, i belonged to you (all you had to do was look at me) - fallingforboys

memories linger like tattoo scars (but your touch on my skin is just as permanent) - fallingforboys

skin, bones, a stolen heart, and an ugly creature lurking underneath -fallingforboys

i don't know how to breathe in the place i called home - fallingforboys

whisper your gossamer truths into the shadow, maybe you'll find the answers you're searching for - fallingforboys

between the mountains and the valley we built a monument to our regret - eneiryu

cracked the hinges of the cage and waited for you - eneiryu

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okay and finally: since i am a self centered whore

my own fic: an rendition of the # elevator scene

it’s basically my version of post canon if we did get the kiss in the elevator. we got a classic liam pov in which he is has 12/10 for extreme bi diaster energy even whilst being shot at !! so go him ig…

Fuck Off, Fuck This & Fuck It! - nefelibata_peach

Summary: Liam thought to himself heart rate climbing, they were bound to be dead by morning. So he thought with everything but his brain and he kissed him.

Where Liam Dunbar is very confused, slightly traumatized, and just a bit scared but hey, aren't they all! Bad decisions ensue as two boys fight in a war they never did sign up for.

Rating: Teen and Up, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 3558 ( 3k )

[hiiraya]

one last dance (rewrite)

masterlist 

pairing: wanda maximoff x reader

words: ~1,580

warnings: a little angst to get me back into writing

requested: nope :p

a/n: i took a not-so-mini break bc writer's block hit me like a tank. anyways,  this was a fic i made a long time ago based on a song called 'one last dance' by R5. happy reading! ♡

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

"When someone else's happiness is your happiness, that's how you know it's love. But unfortunately, Y/N/N, sometimes the only way to love someone is from afar."

It was something your father told you in passing once, and though you had listened to him then, you never thought that it would ever apply to you.

But now, watching her dance and smile and laugh and love, surrounded by friends and family, the echo of your father's words bring a dull ache to your chest.

Even though the hidden corners of the hall had been serving as your refuge for the better part of the reception, you never really could shy away from Wanda.

Especially not now.

So, you allow your heart to race slightly when she catches your eye from across the room. You allow yourself to breathe and smile back just as wide when she flashes a grin your way.

You don't even think twice before your feet are closing the distance between the two of you.

"I was starting to think you weren't going to show up."

You say nothing at first, too focused on ignoring the guilt clawing at your chest at her words. It's meant to be the happiest day of her life, you chastise yourself, and she spend most of it worrying about whether or not you'd show up.

"I know it must've feel cruel to invite you here, after everything but I want you here-"

"-Wanda." You interrupt her, resting a reassuring hand on her arm and gently squeezing twice.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world."

And it's true. As much as it hurt to be here, to watch the woman you love vow themselves to someone else for the rest of her life, you wanted to be here to show your support as her best friend.

Your ears perk slightly at the opening chords of the song, inwardly chuckling to yourself at the irony of the lyrics.

Taking a step back to put space between you and Wanda, you bow slightly while holding your hand out, palm facing up as you meet her eyes.

"May I have this dance?"

The blush that makes it way to her cheeks brings a smile to your face, lacing your hands together when she rests her hand atop of yours.

You lead her to the dance floor, your hands finding their spot on her waist while she reaches up to wrap her own around your neck, bodies stepping closer to one another.

The closeness of Wanda pressed against you as you sway her slowly, coupled with the fact that she's looking at you like you're the only two in the room has your mind wandering to a scenario where you didn't have to let go any time soon, where you didn't need to let go.

And while you were off, lost in your own thoughts, Wanda was just as lost in her own. Remembering something you had told Steve, who in turn, told Wanda.

Something you had told to what seemed like everyone but didn't have the heart to tell Wanda yourself.

-

"What do you mean she's leaving?" She asked Steve, cornering the taller man in the kitchen after overhearing his conversation with Natasha.

You were leaving the team.

Leaving her.

Steve sighed, knowing that the truth would come out sooner or later and with the way the smaller woman was looking at him, eyes starting to glow red as she waited for him to answer, he knew lying would only make matters worse.

"She asked to be relocated and assigned to a new team." He answered.

"What?"

"Y/N is leaving, Wanda. There's not much else I can tell you. She said she needed to go, felt like her time with us was over and doesn't have a place here anymore."

Giving her a look of sympathy, Steve left her standing alone before she could ask him more questions about your decision.

-

Wanda wanted to be angry with you.

Hell, she had a right to. After all, you all but disappeared the moment you caught wind of her engagement with Vision, and this would be the first time in months that she- that anyone had seen you.

Everyone knew why you left though, and even if they didn't they could infer as to why.

You had to watch the woman you love, love someone else. Wanda knew damn well that this could be the last time she saw you, let alone be this close to you and talk to you.

"So...you're really leaving?" She asked, watching your carefully. She already knew the answers, but it was one thing to know and another to hear you say it yourself.

You don't meet her eyes as you nod, instead focusing on something over her shoulder.  

"I just… I feel like I don't have a place here, you know?"

She frowned slightly, but the blow of your words made Wanda stop in her tracks. "Y/N, that's not tr-"

"I didn't mean it like that, I loved my time with you guys, you're like family to me and you always will be. This place will always be home to me, and I'll come back in a heartbeat if you ever need me but right now I just can't stay. I need to clear my head and get things straight.

"This is for the best, for all of us."

You sounded like you were still trying to convince yourself that leaving was what you wanted to do. But Wanda knew that this was something you needed to do, and who was she to stop you in finding peace?

"So, this is it?"

She fights the urge to stomp her foot on the ground like a little kid, to tell you that it wasn't fair that you were leaving her when it felt like she just got you back.

She can see in your eyes how hard it is for you to even be in this room, the defeated smile you were giving her telling her everything she needed to know.

-

You wanted to be strong and stay. Stay here with her, with the people you love more than anything in the world.

But if the last few months had told you anything, it was that you weren't as strong as you hoped you were.

Staying here would only cause you more pain, seeing the two of them together would just bring more harm than good. If you wanted to go back to the way things were before, you had to get over her. For good.

"One last dance before I go." You whisper.

As the song comes to an end you pull her into your arms, sighing deeply as she snakes her arms around your shoulders tightly.

"I wish you all the happiness in the world, Wan. Out of everyone in the world, you deserve it the most. So take care of yourself for me, okay?" You whisper softly in your ear, biting the inside of your cheek to keep the tears at bay.

The tightness in your throat was making it hard for you to say everything you wanted to say, so you didn't say anything at all, pulling back from the hug just enough to meet her eyes.

I love you so much, you think, but you already knew that.

You drop your hands from her waist when you see Vision making his way over to the two of you, stepping back to create distance between you and his wife. You clear your throat and plaster on a smile, congratulating the newly-wed couple as he wraps his arm around her waist.

-

She knew that you meant for her to listen inside your head, letting her in and telling her those words that were for her and only her to hear.

"Take care of yourself too, Y/N."

You don't meet her eyes again after that, your eyes still glossy with tears that she knew would fall the moment they were out of your sight.

She sees you glance towards the exit when you think neither of them were looking, shoving your hands in your pockets before you excuse yourself, telling them that there was something you needed to do before the reception ended.

Maybe it's to say goodbye to the rest of the team, or maybe you were just going to disappear into the night.

Either way, Wanda knows that it was time for you to go.

-

You glance back at them as you reach the exit, watching him hold her in the same way you were not even five minutes ago.

As long as she's happy, then I am too, even if I only get to love her from afar.

-

Looking up into her husbands eyes, something inside Wanda felt wrong.

Like she was staring into the wrong pair of eyes, the hands on her waist too heavy, the voice speaking to her too deep.

She closes her eyes and imagines your (e/c) eyes staring into her own, familiar and soft hands resting on her waist pulling her closer, the soft timbre of your voice filling her ears.

Guilt fills her body when she opens her eyes and is disappointed with what she sees. She's made her choice, and you've made yours.

She thinks back to the two dances she's just shared; one with the person she married and one with the person she's starting to think she wished she married instead.

[because-of-a-friend]

Boyfriend!Mingyu Fluff

MASTERLIST

Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

Thanks for the request @ajusquishy​ !!! I really hope you like it, thanks again for all the compliments on my writing! Feel free to request more! Reminder to everyone that this is a series I only do by request so if there’s one I haven’t written that you want, just request it! (Sorry this one took longer, I had long shifts at work and forgot I promised to do favors for some people)

You and Mingyu have been best friends almost your whole lives

You both met in elementary school

You were in different classes but the whole school got lunch and recess at the same time

You meet each other on the playground

And Gyu being the big puppy that he is, immediately starts whining to you about how he hasn’t made any friends in his class

And you eventually admit that you haven’t either

And then you quietly ask Mingyu if he wants to be friends

And he immediately hugs you and proclaims that he’ll love you forever

And you two have been friends ever since

You know that character trope everyone loves?

Gentle giant befriends a defensive person who’d kill anyone who so much as looks at the gentle giant the wrong way?

That’s you and Gyu 

He’s all fully trusting of others and bright smiles and sunshine and flowers 

And you’re all 

“That person said what to you??? I’m gonna go beat them up”

Truthfully most of your high school days are Mingyu dragging you away to stop you from fighting anyone who’s mean to him

But really since Mingyu is so trusting of everyone he meets 

You really have been taking care of him since you met him

Warding off people who try to take advantage of him, helping him with the favors he couldn’t say no to, and comforting him when his feelings get hurt

Usually you’re happy to do all of that for him because you care about Gyu so much and honestly you’d do anything for him

But one time your teacher asks Mingyu to help round up volunteers for garbage pickup 

And on the weekend you were planning to go to the beach with other friends

You get stuck on the side of the highway helping Gyu and your teacher pickup trash

You never let him live that one down

But even when you’ve graduated high school and started your 20s 

You’re still happy to help Mingyu with what he needs

It’s a bit different now with you being in university and Mingyu being an idol

But you’re also both so much more grown up and mature and understanding that it’s not just the two of you against the world anymore

You’ve made more friends and Mingyu has the boys

Who are all incredibly happy you’re around btw

Especially Coups who sometimes finds being a leader to twelve really stressful and is incredibly happy that Mingyu has someone to depend on even when he gets busy

But aside from all of that, not a lot changes between you and Gyu

Except

“Honestly, Woozi, I don’t know what I’d do without them, [Y/N]’s the kindest person I’ve ever met and I feel like they made me who I am and I honestly can’t even imagine life without them”

“It sounds like you’re in love with them Gyu”

And Mingyu’s like

*white guy blinking gif*

And he realizes that oh

He definitely is in love with you

And after that he’s just 

Suffering™

Because he is so completely infatuated with you

And you’re just like 

Oblivious™

And he starts convincing himself that you don’t feel the same way

“You don’t know until you tell them, though, Gyu.”

So Mingyu decides he’s gonna tell you

He hypes himself up

Dresses up really nice

Practices a speech in the mirror

Tries to ignore Seungkwan and Hoshi walking in every once in awhile to tease him

And heads over to your place 

And when he walks in

You’re...

Packing???

“Oh hey Gyu, I have big news”

He doesn’t want to assume the worst but he can feel his heart sink down to his feet

“You know that summer internship I applied for? The one abroad? I got it!”

You squeal excitedly and grab Gyu’s arms as you jump up and down

“Can you believe it? The whole summer overseas, interning at my dream job!!!”

“No, I can’t...”

“What are you so dressed up for? Do y’all have something important scheduled today?”

“Oh, uh, yeah”

“Bummer, I was gonna force you to help me pack”

Mingyu is distressed when he gets back home

What if he tells you and you get into a relationship but it starts off long distance and it’s too much and your relationship ends before it can even begin?

What if he doesn’t tell you and you meet someone while you’re there and it’s over for him?

He just lays face down in his bed the rest of the day, groaning and pulling at his hair

When the day comes for you to leave, he drives you to the airport

“Remember the time change when you try to call me, and make sure to keep me updated on how that new song is going, and tell Hoshi I said to be a little nicer when he’s teaching you the choreo and...”

You stop in your rant when you see Mingyu’s forlorn face

“Hey, it’s only three months-”

“Three months and two weeks” he pouts

“Three months and two weeks” you roll your eyes “But it’ll be over before you know it, I’ll be home soon!”

He nods before pulling you into a tight tight tight hug 

And you start to pull away but he just grabs onto you tighter so you just let him hold you for a minute

“I made you some snacks and stuff for the plane ride”

He hands you a bag before sending you off towards your gate

He waves until he can’t see you anymore

To be honest, you don’t really look inside the bag until you’ve already landed and reached the hotel you’re staying in

It’s because you know you’ll miss home and you wanted to have that with you when you were so far away 

So you pull out Mingyu’s snacks and chow down

Then you look through the bag to find the other things he packed

An extra pair of headphones bc you always forget yours

Some face masks

Other odds and ins

And a letter

You put the letter to the side, deciding to only read it when you really miss home

Which happens half way through your internship

You get back to your hotel room absolutely exhausted, thinking about how you’ve only made it halfway through

And you really really want to go home

Your employers told you they’d give you some time off

But you’re not sure you’re gonna take them up on their offer

You turn over in your bed and reach around to find the letter Mingyu had written you

You stare at your name written in his handwriting for a bit before opening it

It’s mostly a pretty standard letter

He tells you how much he’ll miss you

How great he thinks you’ll do at your internship

How nervous he is for their comeback

“I’ll give it my all but it won’t be the same since my heart will be across the sea”

You reread it five times thinking you must be misinterpreting it

But nope there it is

You decide to take the vacation days

Mingyu is nothing short of surprised when you show up to the dorm halfway through the summer

“Well you’re back early” 

“Oh I’m just here on my time off”

“Why’d you come here for your time off?? You were abroad, there were places you could’ve seen and-”

“Mingyu, I’m in love with you”

He stops dead in his tracks

“What?”

“I don’t think I realized it until I read your note but... I love you”

Time stops for Mingyu 

He doesn’t even realize it until

“Usually when people tell you they love you, some sort of response is expected”

“Oh right sorry”

He steps forward towards you and looks over your face

He forces you to look at him by pinching your chin between two fingers and guiding your face towards his

“I love you too”

Then he presses his lips softly against yours and kisses you slowly

As it turns out the long distance isn’t so bad once you go back to your internship 

You call as much as you can and send each other gifts

And once you get back

You two are inseparable

Like still the same duo as always

But with a lot more fluff added on top

Just smothering each other with affection

Constantly

“Mingyu please, [Y/N] has their own place, can’t y’all be gross and mushy there instead of at the dorm???”

“Quiet maknae”

Mingyu is elated to be your boyfriend

Like honestly he’s been waiting for this his whole life

He’s kind of clingy in a cute way

Every time you two see each other at the end of the day he runs to you to hug you and greet you

Since you two were already with each other 24/7 before you started dating

Your relationship is really easy

You know how to navigate arguments with each other well

You know each other’s habits

And favorite things

It was already a perfect situation with a beautiful love added on top

Mingyu isn’t always super open about his feelings

But sometimes at night when it’s super late

He’ll lay next to you and play with your hands as he quietly whispers his deepest feelings to you

You always take him seriously at times like this so he knows he can trust you and that he’s safe with you always

Like Hoshi, he’s a bit of a crier at times like this

He’s just so utterly happy to be with someone who cares for him so much and makes him feel so loved

So he can’t help but tear up when he tells you he loves you

Usually it’s during your late night talks

But sometimes it happens in the middle of the day

You’ll just be talking about something or cleaning the kitchen or doing something to entertain yourself and you’ll look over

And Mingyu will have a pout on his face and tears in his eyes

And you’re like ??????

“Babe what’s the matter???”

“I just love you a lot”

Cue the giant puppy pushing himself into your arms and burying his face in your neck

You two switch on being the little spoon quite often bc you both like being held by the other

There are some nights when you both want to be the little spoon and you’ll try to stand your ground but then he’ll act cute to convince you to let him be it

Cue knocking on the wall next to the bed

“Mingyu, [Y/N], please remember that this is a dorm housing twelve other people that don’t want to hear your disgustingly cute argument over who gets to be the little spoon”

“Oh god, Hoshi hyung, you heard that???”

Hoshi is bitter that y’all kept him up

But not bitter for his new material to blackmail Mingyu with lol

But you’re not the only one taking care of Mingyu

Mingyu does lots to take care of you

He remembers your allergies bc sometimes you forget and almost eat something that might set off a reaction

He’ll slap it out of your hand like you do when a baby picks something up off the floor and tries to put it in their mouth lol

When you’re stressed from classes he’ll stay up all night with you until you finish your homework

Even if he can’t help you with it, he’ll keep you company until it’s done

And he’ll make you lots of yummy food while you’re working on it

When you’re upset he’ll hold you while you cry/silently mull it over/rant about what’s happening

And he’ll massage your back and pet your head

Buys you lots of cheesy couple gifts

“Look [Y/N]! I bought us couple plushies for when I leave on tour”

“He stole that idea from me by the way”

“Shut UP maknae”

But he’s willing to do anything to make you happy

Like how you are for him

You two have a one in a million love story

[fatoujallovv]

stranger things headcanons bc i can:

- after the coma max applies her skateboarding skills to learning all sorts of tricks like wheelies in her wheelchair and it gives lucas an entire heart attack every time and hearing his panicked high pitched squeals eggs her on to keep going

- wayne gives dustin eddie’s guitar. robin doesn’t know how to play but she’s played enough instruments to figure it out and she teaches dustin. even though it’s a super difficult song even for people who are good at guitar, he doesn’t stop until he can play master of puppets. it takes him five years.

- will joined stage crew for the school musical in lenora. he knew all the parts and sang them quietly backstage. he was getting up the courage to audition for the next show when they moved back to hawkins. he finally gets to be seymour in little shop in college. he has a little bit of a crush on the guy that plays the dentist.

- steve’s bi awakening was jughead from the original archie comics but if anyone asks he says it was harrison ford as indiana jones or han solo and robin picks up that he’s never consistent with which one it was and pesters the truth out of him and she just goes “no shame, stevie, veronica was mine”

- robin goes to a historically womens college in the boston area (she gets a full ride scholarship bc she’s remarkable and talented) and she and steve roadtrip every year to move her in and out of the dorms and every break/summer when she’s home she talks about all her cool queer friends at school and steve gets a little jealous but mostly he’s happy to see her thrive. she always reassures him that he’s her number one dingus and no one could replace him as her best friend.

- mike and nancy go to pride together for the first time as middle aged adults and they’re both super nervous but they have a great time and have a lovely bonding moment about healing from being repressed kids in their nightmarishly cookie cutter nuclear family. they paint bi flags on each other’s cheeks and it’s an incredibly freeing and cathartic day for the wheeler siblings

- jonathan and argyle are roommates in college and keep living together well into adulthood and much later on in life when they learn about queer platonic partners they decide that that’s what they are and they have really random pets like iguanas and pigeons and stuff

- el goes to therapy. that’s it.

[amelia]

related to that last ask but now i actually have a question! what are your favourite episodes for amy as a character? (sorry if i’m pestering you btw you don’t have to answer right away ❣️)

it is absolutely never a bother for me to talk about amy pond!! gosh though this is a Question. okay. i did interpret this as episodes that are my favorite for the lens of My Understanding Of Amy instead of favorite pond era episodes as a whole if that makes sense? under the cut bc i got long as i tend to do

i think my number 1 has to be the big bang, because it really is just like. okay, pond era absolutely runs into the problem of frequently making stories/episodes that should be centered around amy's emotional journey actually about somebody else — but the big bang is all hers. it is all on her! she's leading the show SHE'S the one in the pandorica SHE'S the one who remembers the doctor into existence it is HER choice to say goodbye to leadworth and continue to travel completely without remorse SHE IS THE HERO. it goes from "time can be rewritten, he'll find a way" to AMY being the one who finds the way. rory and river and the doctor all of course get their Moments but it's unquestionably amy's spotlight moment the whole way through

i have also ALWAYSSS been obsessed with starless universe amelia and the way that she still believes in stars in a world where they DON'T EXIST the power of her mind and the conviction of her beliefs is a CORE TENET of amy's character, the doctor has NOTHING to do with it!!! it's just who she is !!! best character of all time <3

other things about the amy's writing in this episode i love: the line "the universe pouring into her dreams every night," space florida outfit <3, ok i obviously do not love this but i think so much about amy talking about the doctor at her wedding and her mother is still like "NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN… i thought the psychiatrists FIXED her" like once again !!! a UNIVERSAL CONSTANT that amy is the one who believes in things nobody else does and is LOUD about it and is RIGHT !!! (let's kill hitler tried to retcon this but it simply won't work on me ❤️ just like anything else about the let's kill hitler flashbacks ❤️❤️❤️), OKAY DOCTOR DID I SURPRISE YOU THIS TIME? <3

number 2, i think, is the eleventh hour itself? like it's just… i've rewatched it so many times and it's still the most captivating character introduction i have ever seen. i know i'm biased but i love it so much. her introduction as a clearly neglected seven year old girl (constantly think about the deleted line that has her talking to aunt sharon and saying "you're not supposed to leave me, i'm seven!" WOOF) who's not afraid of anything except for the crack in her wall… she has drawings up all over her house of burning houses, she draws smiley faces into her apples bc her mom used to do that, she can cook for herself way better than i could at seven, and she desperately just wants to leave. but when the doctor tells her he'll be back in five minutes, amy is already so used to adults leaving her and breaking their promises that she doesn't believe him. but he makes her believe anyway. and he doesn't come back.

and all of the rest of her character hinges on that introduction — of course she has to believe him, he was REAL, nobody can take his realness away from her even if she is the only one who believes. but he also left her all alone for so long, just like everyone else who was supposed to be there for her did, so what good does that to her? so yeah of course she grows up angry and bitter and hiding those layers of hurt deeply under the surface, scorning all attachment and serious relationships because she knows she can't trust them. she outwardly distances herself from her childhood self by changing her name but she IS still just such a child inside.

she's not ready to settle, to grow up, to become what everyone in her tiny village wants her to be, thinks that she should be — so when she gets the chance to GO, of course she takes it. but she's also not just going to let the doctor off the hook for [gestures] her entire life, you know? the exchanges "people always say that" "i'm not people, do i even look like people?" | "people always have a reason" "do i look like people?" "Yes." always just GUT ME. she may trust him but it's NOT a blind trust, it can't be.

number 3 has to be the beast below it just makes me SCREAM how good that episode is at really developing amy through her compassion for other people — right from the start she sees that kid crying and she thinks the doctor must ignore stuff like this all the time, and she says that she could never do that. she's learning and intuiting leaps and bounds about the doctor with everything he says to her — which is another one of my favorite amy character traits, the way she is SO quick to pick up on things about other people and analyze them. everything that she picks up about the doctor allows her to KNOW what to do to save the star whale, allows her to be confident in the fact that the star whale wanted to help the whole time. the choice is IN HER HANDS she IS THE HERO <3 as she always should be. you couldn't just stand there and watch people cry! all that pain and misery and loneliness and it MADE IT KIND. i don't care how overused that quote is it still HITS !!!

um. number 4 is the girl who waited but my very specific headcanon-ridden interpretation and cutting out all that garbage "rory's the most beautiful man i've ever met" "defying destiny causality the nexus of time itself for a boy" bullshit. idk there's so many terrible things about this episode but it also gave me so much to think about when it comes to amy it's on my mind a LOT. one thing i think about is the way it parallels amy's first abandonment by the doctor — not just in the obvious sense but in the way that she's actively fighting for her life in a hostile atmosphere, but nobody else SEES it as a hostile atmosphere. the two streams facility is leadworth like it really is. and what adds a more chilling component is the way the handbots signature line is "do not be alarmed, this is a kindness" — like all the people who were trying to convince amy she was crazy throughout her entire childhood really thought they were doing her a kindness. they thought they were helping her. but they were killing her. because she wasn't made for that environment.

beyond that i am just obsessed with 36-years-later amy she is an icon she is a legend she is the moment i don't care! every mean thing she said about the doctor and rory was absolutely deserved and in fact she should have been so much meaner! she is SO SMART she makes her own SONIC PROBES OUT OF CAMERA PHONES the fact that she even was able to SURVIVE THAT LONG and in COMPLETE isolation and still retain her own mental faculties is just insane to me it speaks so much about her insane mental strength oh my god it makes me sooo emotional i am tearing up a little typing this right now.

i just am always THINKING about the line "there he is, the voice of god. number one lesson: survive, because no one's coming for you. you taught me that" it says SO MUCH about her. oh my god older amy didn't want to die she'll be kicking and screaming and fighting til the end… i fucking hate this show and picking and choosing when paradoxes should apply OLDER AMY DESERVED TO LIVE

number 5 is probably the power of three but my own very headcanon infused interpretation of it. because it's like. the ultimate miscommunication/misunderstanding that exists between amy and the doctor coming to a head. where amy in 7.02 is like "i can't not wait for you, even now. (…) we think you're weaning us off you" (that line always makes me slow exhale … the phrasing of the doctor as a drug) and the doctor keeps insisting that's not true, "you'll be there until the end of me" "or vice versa" (and they have that loaded held stare and you know they're both thinking about what he said to her before he left in the god complex…)

but it's not until this episode where amy starts to actually believe he means it. at the same time she's spent so much TIME preparing for the inevitable moment where the doctor says goodbye and doesn't say hello ever again that she's not willing to fully hope that the doctor really means it when he says that he would never leave her permanently on purpose. and i love that this episode gives amy a lot of space to verbally communicate her emotions because the later pond episodes SORELY LACK THAT. and amy tells him, don't be nice to me, don't stop coming around just because you think that's the kind thing to do. even though she says herself that she doesn't know if she can have "both" — she knows that she can tell the doctor to stay, in her own way, and that he'll listen.

ideally they would have just gone off traveling together forever after that and the angels take manhattan did not happen but unlike what the doctor says about amy, i don't ever get what i want 🙃

also, this episode gave amy friends that weren't rory or the doctor or river so i love it for that on principal <3 i know amy had fun being the bridesmaid at laura's lesbian wedding. and kate!!

( i do hate that this episode ends with that conversation between brian and the doctor. i hate brian as a character and i will forever. won't get into this right now but OUGH )

honestly this list is kind of wobbly and might change if you asked me in a month so i'll just rattle off other favorite episodes / moments real quickly: the good night minisode (it counts!), RIVER SONG DIDN'T GET IT ALL FROM YOU SWEETIE (timeline frozen amy my beloved!), "i remember it so it happened so i did it," vincent and the doctor specifically when vincent tells amy that he hears the song of her sadness…. ow, i could write a whole other essay about amy's choice and how it is so much more complex than people give it credit for but this post is already so goddamn long

[wowtobio]

Haikyuu as Idols w/ reader as their manager

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[1k special]

a/n: to celebrate 1k here’s something i wanted to write for awhile, since pretty much all of the haikyuu va’s sing. i hope yall enjoy! thank you all so much for 1k followers. I appreciate the love and support, y’all too sweet and i really did not expect it all 🥺

warnings: suggestive, cursing

Kageyama

The cool, stoic member everyone biases

Is known to have a soft side that makes eveeeeryone go heart eyes 🥺

If you look up his name on youtube there is probs a good handful of compilations titled “Kags being a huge tsun for 6 minutes” 

One of the lead vocals, has a very nice baritone voice and occasionally posts covers of his favorite songs. 

As your manager, he appreciates and treasures you a lot, though he does not show it often 

He’s just shyyy he’s trying 

Even crushes on you ooooo

And he won’t give any hints other than small gestures; lingering touches, being the only one he’ll speak too in the room, leaving you your favorite snacks and drinks on your desk, etc. 

He would definitely be afraid to involve you and him in a scandal tho, precious bb is just worried 

Tsukishima

aaaa another stoic member, just not as popular as his fellow members

But i can see him having stans that are HARDCORE like it’s tsuki or die no in between. they are a cult. 

Back-up/sub vocalist but the man can DANCE he always denies it in interviews though smh

At fan meets, fans will give him dinosaur plushies. he would always blush and get all flustered while mumbling a thanks cutest shit ever

Like Kageyama, he is secretly envious of you, though he is waaay better at hiding it. to the point you feel like he isn’t even interested lol

But then there is the whole “teasing = flirting” which definitely applies here

A part of me feels like he is known to have painted black nails, like it’s his signature 

you paint his nails for him

It’s so cute, omg imagine sneaking into his dressing room just to blast music and painting his verrry nice nails (tsuki has attractive hands dont @ me) 

But never catch this boy in a scandal, never caught lackin

Nishinoya

BALL OF ENERRRGY

He hypes up the group, the concerts, everything, 100%

Main dancer and back-up/sub rapper 

He is known for being a super good dancer and fans always dieeee when he does his dance solos 

Noya tends to stand out a lot in shows, concerts or so. Intros would go something like: “Hi I’m Daichi! Hello I am Kageyama. HAAAIII I AM NOYAAAAAAH” 

His fashion sense is mwah chef’s kiss. He owns airport fashion. The best street wear around and he rocks his baggy fits to stylish red carpets. 

(you’re his stylist ofc high-five you oooo)

Speaking of you, he also is super thankful to you and shows it often it’s so wholesome and cute.

Times where he would flirt, it would be funny attempts that normally end with you giggling at his flushed demeanor after messing up his pick-up lines.

Overall, I can just see you’re more his mom than his manager. 

“(y/n)-cchi what’s on my schedule for the rest of the day?” “shower, eat dinner then practice dance” 

Daichi

Super warm and welcoming member,, he’s a safe haven

Y’all saw this coming; the leader of the group

Starts with the perfect intros ALL THE TIME. In interviews, tv shows, concerts, etc.

Lead rapper, he spits some bars ngl 

And y’all saw this coming again, he’s the dad of the group.

Like if the members are bein wild children he’s always there yelling and trying to calm everybody down haha

When it comes to you, he definitely shows his gratitude outwardly to you.

He’d probably mention you and how grateful him and his fellow members are for you occasionally on radios and shows.

You always get super flustered when you confront him about it and he just chuckles and head pats you. 

If he were to initiate a relationship with you, he would ask his fans to understand his feelings for you :,) and he would protect and comfort you from any possible backlash bcs he loves you hehe

Sugawara

The sweetheart of the group.

Absolutely UNDERRATED.

Back-up/sub vocals but has the preeeettiest tenor voice ever.

Like could sing you to sleep.

He has his own soundcloud where he uploads his own covers and he sings like Justin Bieber songs, some Bruno Mars, just any romance songs.

Twitter is HIS platform he would post small snippets of him singing and some effortlessly beautiful selcas.

Being his manager, he is super duper sweet towards you. Kinda like Daichi but he is way more flirty.

Can be super sly with his compliments. And lowkey a huuuge tease he will leave you all flustered and all he’ll do is bat his eyelashes innocently smhh

Suga will do all this but since he’s super sneaky abt it, no one will notice so he won’t get caught in that scandal ykk

But, I can see him disguising himself in some silly sunglasses and a hat when going on secret dates with you.

And you’ll giggle while trying to pull the frames off his pretty face and he’ll whine and playfully snatch at your wrists awwwh

Kuroo

Very very popular among his fans.

Once again we got another leader here. 

He is for sure the main dancer and is a back-up/sub vocalist but he probably raps a few verses in a couple of select songs.

His signature is giving cheesy pep talks that hype up the group before performances.

It’s pretty cool but once you hear his words it’s cliche and you can’t help but giggle every time you witness it. 

Speaking of you, he has a huge thing for yah

Like he probably makes it painfully obvious, but only in front of the members and staff. No fans nor paparazzi, he has a reputation to uphold of course.

But that doesn’t stop secret make-out sessions in his dressing room. 

Sometimes he’ll just pull you in, pin you against the door and just stare into your eyes with so much passion before sealing your lips with his. 

When eating with the group, he’ll casually wrap an arm over your shoulder while teasing you playfully in front of everyone.

Other times he’ll rest his hand on your thigh underneath the table wink wink. 

Kenma

Shy small boi of the group

**Most presume him to be shy at first but he will actually roast tf out of his fellow members. Yk those ICONIC moments.

Main rapper, Kenma’s got bars and he can lowkey ruin someone’s career with a single diss track 😳  (he can sing too, has a pretty voice but denies it so he avoids singing most of the time).

MMM his fashion sense as well YES. Like have you seen those fanarts of Kenma rocking streetwear, yeah he would wear exactly that at the airport or somethin. 

Ofc a huge gamer, he will most likely be seen on his switch backstage, during breaks, on the plane, during vlogs, etc.

Being his manager, Kenma finds you very endearing and he’s always blushing and nervous around you. 

He hides his face behind his switch when he asks something from you awwwh 

He won’t mention you in interviews but when he is asked he will just be like “yeah.. i guess she’s pretty cool” with a light pink dusting his cheeks.

Kenma probably wouldn’t have the courage to initiate a relationship in fear of ruining a lot of things. But if it were to happen y’all are super lowkey and good at hiding it.

Yet overall, very wholesome. If a member were to walk into his dressing room unannounced they would see the sight of Kenma laying his head in your lap and playing his games while you play with his hair. 

It’s super cute until Kenma throws some inanimate object at the poor fellow :,(

Oikawa

OH the most fitting character as an idol and for sure the most famous out of everyone. 

Main vocalist hands down (ponyo ponyooo-)

Oikawa is always and I mean always bombarded with the press and fangirls anywhere he goes.

It seems like the only time he has alone time is when he’s in his dressing room with the doors locked and he only allows you inside. 

You two naturally got closer, you were the least annoying thing in his life so he felt comfortable around you and he found it fun to tease you every now and then.

One thing led to another and uhhhh

Definitely some dressing room sex involved with Tooru

You always scold Oikawa for giving you hickeys in very noticeable spots on purpose and he just waves it off while sticking his tongue at yah.

After awhile you probably have sleepovers with him because you both enjoy each others presence so much. 

His schedule is always jammed pack so you tend to have to overwork in order to keep up and make sure everything runs smoothly. 

So late at night when you’re organizing events for the next month after doing plentiful work, Oikawa will come up from behind and scoop you up in his arms carrying you to bed. He’ll cuddle you to sleep while whispering how you’re the best manager in the world.

──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── 

a/n: kinda popped off for kenma bcs i haven’t wrote him in so long and i missed him hehe. same for oikawa too i just had a really cute scenario in mind. anyways, hope y’all enjoyed and once again thank you so much for 1k i love you all!

masterlist

[dykesbat]

okok songs from my bruce playlist + reasons

first love / late spring by mitski

“and I was so young when I behaved twenty-five / Yet now I find I’ve grown into a tall child… Please hurry, leave me, I can’t breathe / Please don’t say you love me / Mune ga hachikire-sōde”

pretty self-explanatory! bruce is emotionally immature and just. yeah i feel like he oftentimes does feel the same as he did in that alleyway yknow. maybe he’s realizing the depths of how immature he is right here in the moment of recognizing that the person he finds himself loving right now is also someone he could potentially lose. i think of bruce as someone who loves a lot. maybe here he’s acknowledging how the price of loving is the possibility of pain.

everybody lost somebody by bleachers

THIS ENTIRE SONG BROOOOOOO

“It’s this dream I keep having where I’m begging / Just to give myself a break / But there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to wake up and remember it / I wanna wake up and remember”

Bruce being an avid dreamer is a pretty popular concept n idk I think the concept of his dreams diverging from the nightmares of his loss to a dream of him acknowledging that he’s mourning and wanting the world to stop or like. him having a nightmare where the only coherent words he remembers after waking up is just his internal “i’m so tired” but maybe its survivors guilt maybe its just the desperation to hold on to whatever he can of the people that he lost maybe he's just trying to hold on to all the good and the good memories are just. so intertwined with the pain of loss. but he doesn’t want to let go of it

“I think pain is waiting alone at the corner / Tryna get myself back home, yeah / Looking like everybody / Knowing everybody lost somebody... A reason I see myself in a million faces / A reason I can't stop it all from changing / So come on, motherf*^&r, you survive”

i think these lines can be used to represent him turning his pain into his efforts for making gotham better. basically just. redirecting the love into the city and the people rather than only mourning. obv it would be his entire mission after his parent’s deaths. and for canon continuity reasons—since it's a bit more hopeful maybe it's after jason’s death and after tim comes around? idk i imagine bruce remembering his parents and remember jason around the manor hallways and on the city rooftops. the whole “trying to get myself back home” can be like home = the person lost or just. literally bruce trying to put in the effort to dragging himself back home for (himself? tim? alfred? hmm.) n the other lines are just. him seeing himself in gotham and seeing worth in human life. it connects to his compassion and his no-kill-rule and his empathy and his taking in of his children. and like yeah he can’t stop it all from changing he can't prevent every death but he’ll try to. the survive line is also pretty self-explanatory. 

garden song by phoebe bridges

“I don't know when you got taller / See our reflection in the water / Off a bridge at the Huntington / I hopped the fence when I was seventeen / Then I knew what I wanted”

ok so I'm thinking. him talking abt dick in the first few lines. probably after reconciling with him after they've been enstranged for so long and he’s feeling regretful for the mistakes he made there while thinking of their past times together.  maybe he took younger dick to a place he went to when he solidified his plan to train abroad? 

“And it’s gonna be just like my recurring dream / I’m at the movies, I don’t remember what I’m seeing / The screen turns into a tidal wave”

do I have to explain.. avid dreamer bruce,, the movies,, the dream ending terribly,, gn!

“I don’t know how, but I’m taller / It must be something in the water / Everything’s growing in our garden / You don’t have to know that it’s haunted”

idk how to explain it? but just. bruce growing up in a manor that suddenly feels larger than it ever did before. n it feels like he took his parents ghosts w him and left whatever his childhood was back in that alley. and part of him can pick out what he felt on that day. and so much changed and he’s grown? he’s grown older than his father ever was? and he doesn’t know how that's possible?

class of 2013 by mitski

“Mom, can you wash my back / This once, and then we can forget / And I’ll leave what im chasing / For the other girls to pursue…. Mom am I still young / Can I dream for a few months more” 

ok no he is not financially struggling n i will b honest this is a self-indulgent song to maximize relatability <3 but my decision to put this song was also based on the idea of him just. missing him mom so muchhhh?? maybe a dream? maybe the aftermath of fear gas? who knows but here the “forget” will just be for his parent's deaths. I imagine this to be somewhat akin to the mask of phantasm monologue he has at his parents grave. (spoilers for that: he’s basically asking his parents for forgiveness for potentially abandoning his oath of bettering Gotham as Batman). last line makes me #$%^&*( just. hnnnnnnn imagine him waking up blurry eyed and brain fogged and he’s just grasping onto the false belief of his parents still being there n clinging on to the comfort of his pre-crime alley childhood before he truly wakes up. 

 sick of losing soulmates by dodie

okok this is on my bruce + romance playlist too bc it reminded me of batcat and bruharvey. it can also be interpreted as his fam ig? but I feel like that doesn’t apply for most of the song.

“God knows what I would be if you hadn’t found me / Sitting all alone in the dark… What the hell would I be without you / Brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth… Cause I’m sick of losing soulmates / So where do we begin / I can finally see you’re as f$:$:&ed up as me / So how do we win”

 I just think. that. Bruce would have abandonment issues. first four lines can be taken for all three (batcat, bruharv, the family) interpretations. the truth being hidden doubling both as his identity as Batman and just. the fact that he loves them lol (batcat, bruharv). last three lines lean towards bc and bh but personally they reminded me more of bat cat (probably bc ppl always say they’re so similar). basically I feel like this song could signify their fears of losing each other in whatever way that means (romantically, platonically, death) bc they both care for each other so much and impact each other so muchhsuagdj but at the same time it feels like its bound to end badly. (ofc it doesn't. whether or not they like. break up from a romance or have a falling out between friends i’d like to think some time after they heal they become reconnect n their relationship w each other is stronger and so alike what it was before but different bc its just. so much healthier this time. and to copy and paste from my thoughts on my other playlist: bruce crashes at selinas house sometimes and she makes the him catsit for her bc she thinks it’s funny when he complains abt her cats and calls them mean names and then gets a picture of bruce knocked out cuddling them like 30 m later courtesy alfred)

[binunus]

college bf!mj

a/n AH !!!! THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE ASTRO COMEBACK ???? APRIL 5TH ??? WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE LOVES !! i genuinely...do not know if I will be able to survive this month bc of them. 

(also i tried to get this posted on mj’s birthday but I’m so sorry a lot of shit happened and I had a ~bad mental breakdown~ and it’s just been rough out here but that’s a story for another time if any of you lovely beings wanna know hehe)

→ genre: fluff, smut

→ tw: mentions of cheating (in past relationships)

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KIM MYUNGJUN !!

A LIVING REINCARNATION OF THE SUN

this is gonna be so cute i just !! love him so much???

has his own apartment, but he honestly stays over all of the boys’ places so much that...he barely sleeps at his apt

major: vocal performance

his voice is literally honey

can probably sing higher than some sopranos in his major

so friendly, everyone who meets him loves him

mj just has a way of attracting people and making people comfortable around him

in short, he is – of course – the moodmaker

can turn anyone’s frown upside down

he’s down?? for like everything

an adventurous spontaneous type

has...probably failed a ged ed class once or twice before...

he’s not stupid okay! he just doesn’t really care about the classes that has no connection to his major

like will he ever apply calculus in singing? probably not

oh but professors can’t hate him, even if he just messes around during class

he’s just so kind and likeable

loves his boys aka astro

will literally do anything to make them smile, even if he’s had a rough day

as long as his boys are happy :’) he’s happy :’)

now how do you meet myungjun??

he’s in an acapella group on campus

he just has to be alright

he was the only freshman that got in during his first year

that shows how good he is :*

a tenor in the highly competitive co-ed group

spoiler alert, he convinces sanha to join, but that’s for college bf!sanha

myungjun is what me and my friends like to call: the solo whore

and it’s not bc he’s greedy for solos, he’s a real team player

his voice just happens to sound the best for most solos your group has??

you’re also in the acapella group

im not giving a voice part bc then that would put you in a binary category

so soprano, alto, tenor, baritone, bass, you pick love

anyway, you and myungjun were chosen to sing a duet for one of your competition pieces

and it was the key emotional piece so you and him had to be on your A games

you and myungjun were friends ofc, you had to be some sort of friends with everyone in your acapella group

but you never really hung out with him outside of rehearsal

well until you got this duet together

and you weren’t worried about it, mj was so fun and nice and an amazing singer, you had no doubt these extra practices with him would be a good time

and you were right! besides singing, you actually got a chance to get to know him and how goofy he really was

you’re pretty sure you always had an ab workout whenever you hung out with him bc of how much he made you laugh

about a month away from competition, you and myungjun were like best buds

literally a chaotic, iconic duo

the chemistry you two had during your duet was spectacular, your voices highlighted and bounced off each other very well

but! your leader had a little critique

“y/n, myungjun, that was great but...can you guys pretend to look...like in love? I get we’re all friends here, but if you can’t convey the emotion of the song in our performance, what’s the point? This goes for everyone, this is a song about how much you love your partner and would give them the world, we need to show that in our eyes and movements, even if you’re just singing ooh and woah for like 10 measures.”

you and myungjun decide to stay after rehearsal and practice the emotions you guess...

your leader had a point, good singing could only go so far

and for the first time, myunjun was a bit...? awkward??

you: alright so how are we gonna pretend to be madly in love with each other

he chuckles and shrugs: honestly I don’t know, look at me like I’m your boyfriend or something??

you: well, I hate my last boyfriend so that probably wouldn’t be a good idea

myungjun offering you a high-five: I hate...well I think I hate...my last partner too so at least we have that

you: how do you think you hate your last partner? are you not dating anyone right now?

he gives you a smile and like you notice it’s forced?? it’s not genuine or bright like the one he usually gives

mj: no I’m not dating anyone...my last relationship sorta traumatized me I guess. 

you: ...how did it traumatize you...? you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to myungjun

mj: ah *awkward laughter* well...I was sorta going through it my senior year of high school, stress from graduating and what to do with my life and all that shit, you know? I dated this person since my freshman year and I guess my mental health got the best of me during that time and they couldn’t handle it. We were planning on staying together throughout college and do long distance but I found out in the summer before starting college that they fucked my high school best friend behind my back...when I confronted them about it, the answer they gave me was that I was too down and preoccupied with my worries to notice about my partner’s needs...pretty fucked up right?

your jaw dropped, your eyes were bulging out at his story

you: myungjun what the fuck??? what college do they go to? I’ll pull up right now and beat their asses, I don’t know scream in their face or something! That’s fucked!

he’s laughing a little: thanks y/n, but it’s alright. You know, maybe I was too caught up in my own problems that I ended up neglecting my partner’s needs...I guess that’s why I’m always just trying to be carefree and fun now.

you: that doesn’t justify the fact that what they did to you was wrong. you should have never gone through that myungjun, it’s not your fault that you were going through it mentally, your partner should have been there to support you and understand your struggles, not cheat on you with your best friend. ugh I’m pissed for you. 

mj: I appreciate it y/n, but yeah love’s sorta a hard subject for me.

you nod in understanding

mj: well! that’s my traumatic breakup story, it’s only fair you share yours

you laugh: you’re right. Well I was dating this guy right when I entered college, met him at the freshman orientation, completely hit it off. I was so in love with him, we dated for about a year. And then last semester he broke up with me out of nowhere, said he wanted to focus on school and himself and that he needed a break from dating. I found out two days later that he started dating one of his suite mates and that on the night he broke up with me, they fucked. So love? also something hard for me.

mj: aww look at us both unable to find or relate to love because of past relationship traumas.

you hit his shoulder laughing: you’re such a headass

mj: I’m kidding! anyway, I’m sorry you went through that too y/n. it sucks and your ex is a dumbass for breaking up with you. Do you still have feelings for him? w-wait, you don’t have to answer that, was that insensitive?

you: you’re fine haha. Um...well...sometimes when I overthink things at night, I do miss him and I wonder what the hell I did wrong for it to end so abruptly because I was honestly really happy with him, but then I wake up in the morning and I hate him again. 

mj: you did nothing wrong y/n...and if you need to call me at 2 am when you’re overthinking and need some badass confidence knocked into you, I will be awake.

you smile and give him a hug: thanks myungjun...you know the same goes for you too?

mj: hm??? what do you mean??

you: you don’t always have to smile around me, especially if you don’t feel like it. Don’t repress your mental health, huh? It’s bad for the soul to bottle it in. I’m not gonna force you to share your darkest fears with me, I’m just saying that if you feel drained and wanna talk about it, I’m here to listen

myungjun pouts a little bit, he’s really touched?? it’s hard for him to share his troubles with others

like as much as he loves astro and is close to them, he doesn’t share his down sides with the boys as often as he should bc he never wants to burden them

myungjun just always thought it was easier to suppress the bad feelings and put on a happy act

but he couldn’t deny the weight lifted off his shoulders after telling you about his breakup

and maybe it was because your energies were on a different level lately, but he found it so?? easy?? to just vent to you after that

until competition, the two of you worked on faking like you were in love (basically imagining that each other was your favorite actor/actress or whatever, something like that)

it was good enough for the group to believe it lol

but what about the judges and audience hmmmmm

anyway, fast forward and it’s competition day!!

myungjun introduces you to his best friends aka the boysss aka astro

they come and support him for his competition ugh we love

you’re like smiling and hyper when you meet them

...has myungjun been rubbing off on you???

you: it’s so nice to meet you all! myungun always talks so highly of you

astro: huh?? you’re lying, myungjun hyung complimenting us???

and then they start messing and friendly bickering with each other and yes they’re teasing mj

you’re laughing bc it’s so cute?? you can see in their eyes and their smiles how much they really care about each other :’)

also astro, probably jin or eunwoo, maybe rocky: we’re sorry if m hyung has driven you to insanity these past few months of rehearsing

you just laugh as myungjun hits them: myungjun’s actually been like my partner in crime lately, so we’re all good :)

*cue the boys exchanging looks with each other*

you perform ah ha ha

alright, you were so used to thinking that myungjun was...idk kim soohyun or something bc mm chef’s kiss his acting...to get into the emotion of the song

but then during the actual performance you saw him as myungjun and like all the hard work and extra practices and late night talks came in full force and you were just...singing to him

and you notice how...handsome?? and charismatic?? myungjun really is...and the little sparkle in his eyes when he’s performing like...wow

and after your set, you’re just like shit, what the fuck was that??

your group doesn’t win though, you place second!

but you and myungjun get awarded best solo/duet of the entire competition

astro: ;)

your acapella group: ;)

the judges: ;)

alright so im a firm believer that if myungjun had feelings for someone, he would straight up tell them like balls to the wall full fucking send

after competition, the routine of school comes back. you occasionally hang out with myungjun outside of rehearsal

by occasionally, I mean once a week hangout with myungjun (and astro bc they started inviting you to their dinners)

and then one night – at midnight – he calls you like out of pocket and his tone is like completely serious

you’re a bit scared?? like: myungjun...is everything okay? did something happen?

mj: y/n...can I ask you something?

you: yeah, of course

mj: do you still think about your ex?

you: o_o um...honestly no, not really...why?

mj: well, if I’m being honest. y/n, I have feelings for you. And i’m not asking you to like me back or give me an answer straight away, but I just wanted to let you know. If you don’t think about your ex anymore, and if you think you’re ready...maybe you can consider thinking of me??

mmmmm kim myungjun you slick flirty dog grrr bark bark

and you know how he can just talk, and talk fast, so you’re still in the middle of processing this and he just goes on like

“sleep on it, y/n. I’ll see you soon for rehearsal, okay? good night”

like you don’t even have a chance to respond to him bc he just hangs up the phone

you think about it, of course you think about it, you’ve been thinking about it ever since competition

having feelings for myungjun has always been in the back of your mind since then

like did you notice that when you hung out with him, your heart would flutter if he said something sweet?? or if you two were a bit too close to each other?? 100%

but you didn’t know if either of you were ready for another relationship so it’s just been put on the back burner

at the next acapella practice, you find that your cheeks just flush whenever myungjun looks your way

the rehearsal went a bit??? weird?? like even your group noticed that there was a bit of a tension between you and myungjun

but of course, he goes up and talks to you after rehearsal ended and he’s like: hey...I’m sorry if my confession made you feel weird, I didn’t mean for that at all. If you want, we can just forget about what I said and stay friends! 

you just facepalm like: myungjun you idiot, I’m acting weird because I like you too. God, you know maybe the boys are right, maybe you need to shut your mouth for a little bit

and he whines like: hey!

but then he realizes what you said and he gives you the brightest smile: you mean it?? you like me back??

and you’re like shyly smiling now: yeah...I do...but do you want to take the next step?? I mean...do you think you’re ready for another relationship??

he gets like serious and he grabs your hand: not gonna lie, I don’t think I’ll ever be fully ready after my last one...but if there’s someone I wanna try it with, it’s you.

:’) kim !!! myung !!! jun !!!

dating myungjun?? the best thing ever

the cutest boy alive honestly

he has so much cute and goofy in him already with just friends and strangers

but with you, it’s increased tenfold

even you start to act cute and goofy after dating him

petnames?? bub and bubby

myungjun is not serious about a lot of things, but he is very serious about his feelings for you and your relationship

y’all take things at your own pace and he !! values !! consent !! even if it’s just like making out

he just doesn’t wanna mess things up with you :’)

the type of boyfriend to sing you to sleep ah !!! his voice is heaven alright

will be extra about pda in front of the guys to make them grossed out

and yes you get embarrassed, but myungjun’s too cute to scold

you get used to a lot of second-hand embarrassment dating him and being friends with the boys

but it’s just so endearing, you can’t even fight it

will swing your arms together when you’re out just walking

screams he’s so cute

you don’t really fight bc communicating with each other is one of the biggest things in your relationship

like if a disagreement or a situation comes up, you two are mature enough to talk it through and work things out bc you both already been knew what it’s like to be in a relationship that didn’t have full transparency

you do jokingly bicker about small things though (like think about how astro fights)

but he always ends fights by scooping you up in a hug and showering your face with kisses

loves kissing your nose

just imagine: you and myungjun cuddling and he just kisses your nose and you scrunch up your face and he just laughs and kisses you all over and you two end up giggling

will do anything to see a smile on your face, it’s the greatest sight to him

alright we been talking too much about how cute myungjun is

he’s also a hot motherfucker alright

the most attractive when he’s singing in your opinion

you know how charismatic he is, you’ve seen it first hand during rehearsal and performances

he’s very good at hiding his horniness, especially in public

but phew when you two are in private and myungjun’s in the mood

you can tell bc his eyes just get hazy and he immediately just starts kissing your neck

a very passionate lover, will prioritize your pleasure over his

sex with myungjun can go from being sweet and sensual, to fun and playful, to hot and exciting

by that...I mean that he is down to try every kink and position you can think of

as long as both of you are okay with it ofc

he’s one of the kinkiest members in astro im convinced

blindfolds? bondage? ice cubes? wax play?

you want it? you got it

he’s not into feet though, i apologize to my foot fetish lovers

his favorite position is actually missionary

myungjun loves being able to watch you and to see how good he’s making you feel

in missionary is when he feels the most connected to you, it’s just a passionate position

and yes he’s very vocal, so you betcha he encourages you to be vocal as well

will try to mess with you in a sense where say you two are hanging out with the guys, he’ll touch you and challenge you to not make a noise

and then he’ll snicker and wink at you if you even let out a peep

he’s a tease !!! like will edge you until you’re on the brink of cumming at least 3 times

myungjun has pretty good stroke game alright

very fluid with his hips, idk he just knows all the right spots to hit

praise...kink...that’s the tweet, need I say more

he’s into hair pulling !! both ways !! 

okay hear me out...myungjun fucking you and pulling your hair until your screaming and then after you both cum, he’s like: you hit a high f earlier bub! I almost wanted to harmonize with you but–

you: myungjun are you serious!

sex with him would always just be a fun time, like he’s hot and grrr it feels so good but there’s always a bit of laughing and joking around in the process

like he will tickle you before he puts his cock in you just to see the switch of you laughing to moaning

alright but shower sex?? he’s into that

and just the acoustics of both of your sounds in the bathroom?? it’s so filthy he loves it – and it’s easy to clean up afterwards

you bet that after any performance with your group, the two of you have sex, even if it’s just a quickie in an empty practice room or whatever

no shame, will kick the boys out or announce “we’re going to fuck bye!” if you or him get too horny in the middle of a hangout

im just gonna throw this out here...you and myungjun...mile high club

(your group competed in an acapella competition and the flight there...it just happened)

all in all, myungjun just wants to make you happy and feel good and smile, even if you two just finished an intense sex session

let’s get into the deep stuff though, you are the only person myungjun is comfortable with to not show a smile all the time

even with the boys, there’s always a small part of him that wants to just push through and be optimistic just so that they won’t worry

but with you, he knows that it’s okay to be sad and to be vulnerable :’)

when myungjun cries bc he’s upset :( fuck you cry too

he loves when you just hug him and stroke his hair when he’s stressed

very showy about your relationship, not bc he’s braggy, but bc he just wants to show the world how happy you make him and that he’s in love <3

the boys are so happy to see their eldest in love :’)

they don’t show it around each other, but they’ve come up to you in private and say sweet things like

“you make myungjun hyung so happy, he always brings joy to everyone but you bring joy to him, thank you”

im !! getting !! sentimental !!

the day you found out myungjun was in love with you was the day you met his parents

‘twas a bit spontaneous

his parents came to see one of your group performances and myungjun’s like holding your hand and leading you somewhere after you get off stage and he’s like “bub! these are my parents!”

you end up getting dinner with his family and yikes you were hella nervous, you were not expecting on meeting his parents right after your performance

not gonna lie, you thought he was leading you to the car for some post-performance sex

but they adored you, his parents could see how much you meant to their son ugh I cry

anyway, the L word

as you’re finishing dinner, myungjun’s all giddy and just like

“I’m so glad you came and watched mom and dad, the timing was perfect too! I wanted to introduce you to y/n for a while now and have you meet the person I love.”

and his parents are just smiling at you and saying how they’re so happy to finally meet you and how you have an amazing voice and to take care of myungjun and you’re !!! just !!! blushing !!!

as soon as you both got in the car after saying goodbye to his parents, he’s just like: hope I didn’t surprise you too much bubby, I didn’t know my parents were coming to watch until like an hour before we went on stage

you just give him a little smile: I was a bit caught off guard, but it’s okay. Your parents are so sweet, I see where you get it from bub.

myungjun: I can tell that they love you already! well of course not as much as I do, but with time I know they’ll come pretty close

and you’re blushing again, it’s the L word: do you mean it myungjun?

myungjun: that my parents love you?? of course–

you: no, bub...that you...love me?

myungjun: yeah...unless you don’t feel the same way–

you: myungjun! no, of course I do! I just wasn’t expecting the first time to hear it was with your parents

you two are laughing, ugh this man

after your giggles subside, he leans over from the driver’s seat and he just cups your cheek and pecks your nose: I love you y/n, thank you for reminding me what love feels like

you: I love you too myungjun

and then you two are just like sharing a sweet kiss in the parking lot of the restaurant before starting the drive back to his place

do you and myungjun make duets together for fun and post it?? yeah probably

you are the luckiest dating myungjun, the living breathing embodiment of serotonin and love

even when you two are older and out of college, he still gives you the same affection and attention and authenticity ugh he’s just amazing

im so sorry this was late but happy belated to our happy virus <3

3-12-21