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#but i loooove the idea so much!!
nataly-gt · 11 months
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borrowers in music venues
building off my last post, i love love love the idea of borrowers being involved in human music spaces! here's a little story about it that i've had rotating in my head for a while -
a tight knit community of borrowers lives at a venue, n maybe it's a local place, smaller, offers them more leniency to mess around. they survive by collecting food scraps and extra concert items, either left behind by the audience or prepared in the kitchen / bar area.
so many bands and musicians cycle through the place, though most of them tend to be indie/ folk shows. even so, the huge crowds that they attract are seen as dangerous (rightfully so), and it's strictly prohibited for borrower folk to leave the walls during showtimes. but the constant noise into the late night makes it difficult for those living in the walls to rest - so of course, during those hours, a team of younger borrowers break the rules to venture out and see what it's all about. the only difference is that instead of an ideal laid back performance happening that night, there's a metal, hardcore band playing. this only excites the borrowers more, because- wow! all the noise, the aggression! it's so dangerous yet alluring to them.
one of them has a spot in the rafters, right over the stage, that they dare the others to go out onto. all their borrowing equipment is left behind, so in true teenager fashion they climb onto it without any regard for safety, eager to see the show unfold below them.
when the band starts playing something heavy, and the vocalist is roaring with an animalistic intensity, the swarms of people in the crowd moshing and shouting along, the borrowers realize - maybe their parents are right about humans being dangerous, evil creatures. as worried excitement begins to claim them, they realize this may be more than what they bargained for. one of them tries to leave, but is knocked off balance by a burst of noise from below. they fall the perilous height, landing next to the band's equipment in the center of the stage, injuring a leg but staying conscious. angst ensues!
it's so enthralling to imagine how the sensory aspect of a concert would be elevated at such a larger scale, the booming music engulfing the borrower completely, then the terrifying display of hundreds of giants, illuminated by flashing lights, brawling in front of them. immobilized by fear, the borrower would see the crowd ebb and flow with the music, controlled by the few humans on stage whose instruments now vibrate through their smaller form with an unbelievable intensity. they would attribute so much power to the band, especially the vocalist, whose voice becomes something out of their nightmares, their towering form commanding the mobs below the stage. guitars and drums clash around them as they lie motionless and wait for it to end, trying desperately to stay calm.
finally, when the set is finished, the borrower feels relief, hopeful that the band would leave and they might go unnoticed, but then the vocalist turns back to get their water or coat, and -oh no- they see the borrower! there's that initial phase of shock and disbelief, until they realize it's not just a tiny person, it's a kid, injured and gaping up at them with watery eyes. eager to leave, they scoop the borrower up, shielding them from all the noise and prying eyes until they find privacy backstage. their earnest attempts at reassurance have the opposite effect due to the immensity of their voice.
but following the trope of (most) metal bands being the nicest ppl ever- i imagine that they'd be so concerned for the borrower, putting aside their bewilderment to treat them with care and kindness, because obviously this tiny person is hurt and completely terrified of them. there would be so much fear to overcome, but eventually the borrower would trust them, grateful to be offered so much help by the (still very intimidating) humans who they thought would be their end. later on the borrower reunites with their friends - who were in the middle of planning a rescue mission - and they all hurry back to the settlement before the adults find out.
i like to think that both the borrowers and the band would agree to say nothing about the incident, and then part ways as if it never happened - leaving it as an ephemeral moment in time. eventually the humans file out and the venue is silent again, though an unlucky borrower's ears end up ringing for a few days after.
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seiwas · 1 month
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cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry
bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.
there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.
but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.
your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.
the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.
he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?
heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—
he gulps.
it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—
(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)
the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).
it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.
he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.
bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.
you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.
"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.
as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.
as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.
as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.
his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.
you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.
“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.
your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.
he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.
but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.
he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.
there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.
your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.
then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.
he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.
five minutes, huh?
like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.
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nyabeilles · 1 year
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" there is a darkness in riverclan, closer than you think. " shadow, page 189
frostpaw ! wooo! someone give her a blanket and a break!
clanmao by @booksofstars, i really enjoyed using it to act like an obscure halo :)
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anastoundingmango · 1 year
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all of them are such cringe teenagers. they’re perfect
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httpiastri · 2 months
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okkk idk if you're a logan girlie, but someone out there may be, so i'm just gonna put this out there: logan potential blindfold kink? Sorry for the 18+ stuff, but likeee... I've just seen the williams post where he and Alex are doing a challenge and it's only a pic with logan blindfolded like, no big deal, right? WRONG. It's revolutionary. To me, at least. Like thoughts are thoughting, y'know? I've always had a feeling abt this but now I'm like yaaa it makes sense. The yt video with the challenge hasn't come out as I'm writing this, but I still thought I'd share. Maybe you or anyone has an opinion? (Also, can I please be ❤️ anon if it's not already taken?)
aaaAAAA im not a logan girlie per se but i love him and i love love this 🥰 this picture did not leave me unaffected, let me tell you that.....
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i see him as someone who definitely would enjoy this? that blindfold kink is not very unlikely imo? and like i feel like it would go both ways, he would adore teasing you when you're blindfolded, like nothing major or super rough but just a little? and he would definitely like it if you took the initiative and did it to him... i feel like it could end up being a very giggly and soft moment, but still very exciting and arousing and hot?
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jadelemonadee · 3 months
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ok laplaces angel with seabury let me cook let me cook okay the king is the little “it’s the norm for animals” voice since he’s the main root of most if not all of seabury’s political beliefs or something idk and maybe the main thing is him having this whole realization that perhaps his beliefs don’t exactly perfectly align with his morals and that he was never in the right to begin with??? (with the loyalism thing and him being a pacifist) because yk the whole “oooooh could you take a look at me am i bad am i bad am i bad am i really that bad” right guys right haha right????/)/) please ive been having these thoughts conjuring up in my head for several months but idk how to put it into words and still be coherent 😭😭😭 this is so cringe ok bye don’t even read this (or do……😳😳😳😳)
listen to it pleaaaaase 🥺
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angrycloudcrown · 2 months
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i think the idea that the concept of devotion or attachment in fiction HAS to be romantic is stupid. yes i do enjoy the devotion of two unhealthy romantic lovers who love each other more than anything BUT. friends devoted to each other because they have no one else who understands them? friends willing to both die for and kill for each other, and will go down with each other if one friend dies? friends who would never want to engage in anything romantic or sexual with each other, but would give up everything for each other in a heartbeat? friends who would sacrifice their lovers and family for each other? friends who would sacrifice themselves for each other? i feel like boiling complicated dynamics to "oh theyre just in love" sometimes takes away certain things, not all of the time but in a lot of cases. idk anyway platonic devotion/attachment trope ily
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thym3y · 10 months
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hornigold's legacy
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k, m, n, t for pd and/or suck!!! >:33333
K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?
-> you know i gotta say wiwi. i have to. that character was Made For Me i swear to GOD . genuinely i cannot think about prime defenders season 2 episode 39 without feeling physically sick bc i love it so much. its the only one i havent relistened to since i heard it the first time. i KNOW its gonna make me cry again so i genuienly have not touched it even though theres things in there i need to hear again for character research. his arc is so like. narratively satisfying in a way that hits me so fucking deep to my core in an extremely personal way. and like. there were definitely some Decisions that i was REALLY ANNOYING about hating when they were brought up because im used to media with bad storytelling/creators that do not care about their characters but. looking back on it i would not change a single thing about it. i love you wiwi so much.
-> FOR SUCK.... its not over yet. so i cannot definitively say. campaign finale comes out tomorrow so my answer may change depending on that but for right now i think i gotta say arthur. i joke a lot about hating arthur for no real reason in particular but. man his story is just REALLY good. not going 2 give you suck spoilers (hehe) but i also really like how shilo has grown through the campaign. hes my little guy :]
M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.
-> TIDE. TIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TIDE TIDE TIDE I LOVE TIDE SO MUCH. thats my dad thats my best friend i love tide so much dude. every time he is mentioned or on screen i am just like :D HI TIDE I LOVE YOU TIDE
-> grefgore :] light of my life this is how i feel anytime i think about grefgore
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N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).
-> CHARACTER STUDIES. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. I LIKE A GOOD SHIPPING FIC AS MUCH AS THE NEXT GUY BUT PLEASE GOD WRITE THEM IN CHARACTER. EXPLORE THEIR THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS AND WHY THEY MAKE CERTAIN DECISIONS THE WAY THEY DO. this doesnt even go for just pd and suck this is like. true for every single fandom ive ever fucking been in. do you know how hard it is to find character studies in the danny phantom tag on ao3. nobody has even fucking watched the show how are they going to write character studies they just want (<< i cannot legally finish this sentence without getting in so much trouble) I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING MY FUCKING SELF AROUND HERE. ALL I EVER WRITE ARE CHARACTER STUDIES BC THATS THE WAY I THINK ABOUT CHARACTERS. I LOVE THEIR MOTIVATIONS I LOVE TO GET INSIDE THEIR BRAINS LIKE A LITTLE PARASITE AND IT IS ALWAYS SURPRISING TO ME WHEN OTHER PEOPLE DO NOT THINK LIKE THIS. (edit im just now reading through this and realized the question says three things. i did not process that. my three things are all more character studies please)
T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 
-> oh dude i have so many hmmmmmmm how to choose just one. i have a LOT of feelings about wiwis original death and i might write something about that when i can get over my shrimp emotions about him. dakota cole audhd truther but that ones pretty much canon anyway so i dont think it counts. vyncent and his relationship with growing up in fantasy world and then being thrown into prime and how he adjusted to that. I think he really lies shitty syfy channel type horror movies that are so stupidly bad. and also plays a lot of video games but again i think thats mostly canon already. i think tide listens to dad rock but also like. ocean man by ween. you already know about my william and ashe being each others emotional support at concerts. i think william and ashe should hang out and do emo kid things more. i also have a lot of feelings about ashe and coping with the crippling loneliness of basically growing up alone and how the pd becoming like INSTANT best friends was so much for him in sooo many ways. you already know how i feel about mark i am in the middle of dissecting him like im in a high school biology class as we speak. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i know im gonna think of something really good after i hit the post button so stay tuned
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star-mum · 24 days
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i need a spooky theme now that we're in spooky season, PLEASE SOUND OFF CAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA
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miss-conjayniality · 6 months
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monica ravichandran is simultaneously my savior and my vice. good god….she gives sooo many amazing makeup recs for desi women….yet her videos also tempt me to spend spend spend and fill up my makeup storage organizer 😭😭😭😭 baby pls I’m tryna be a minimalist here…..
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whats ur favorite scene in lost in the dark so far?
OH i love this question so much thank you for asking!!!! i gotta say, i think the mumbo argument is my favorite scene right now, at least out of whats already been written. That's got my very favorite line of dialogue so far in it, which is this one:
“Well, a fat load of good dying would do for anyone at this point, bud, I hate to tell you,” he snaps, taking another stilted step forward.
It's not even about the content of it so much as i am just SO pleased with how Mumbo's voice comes out in that line. I really feel like i just nailed his cadence right there specifically, and it makes the entire scene feel so sharp and on point to me
Also, im just really a big fan of writing Mumbo's specific brand of scared-angry right now. I feel like this particular type of reaction isnt written very often, so im excited to put it out there because i feel like it really makes sense for his character. He wont always be like this, but in the face of this crisis he is NOT handling his composure very well and i think thats a really neat thing to portray :]
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seaofreverie · 15 days
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Every once in a billion years I suddenly get very lucky and pick up one band merch delivery on one day, and then get another band merch delivery from another band on the very next day
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shirogane-oushirou · 7 months
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Bestie, I think that Ren and Mike would have a lot of fun together! They have similar vibes imo, and they could both infodump to each other about all kinds of stuff too... like crowbars, and how best to deliver the birthday boy line to ppl who wanna punch them xD
(This isn't based purely on nothing but the memes we both rbed, nooooooo 😂)
But they do seem to have a similar kind of mischievous spirit to them, don't they? 😉
☆ • @radioghosts-freakster • ☆
omfg kjsndkjfnkjn, okay but v!ren legit would ABSOLUTELY be up for some purposeful fuckery with mike if the target is right kjsfnkjn. all of the rens have a vindictive streak, but v!ren's the most proactive about acting on those feelings. if he has a good reason, petty or otherwise? full "i'm just a little birthday boyyy~~~~" skdfnkj.
and while he won't make the first move, if someone bothered mike and r!ren, ooooooh he'd be SO down for a fight ksdnfkjn (but on that same thread, if mike tried to pick a fight with him he'd be just as eager to fight back lol lmao. their friendship might be. volatile kJNASKFJN.)
and i think ALL of the rens would be SUPER interested in chatting with mike!! just like. 1) ghost??? 👀👀👀 (after panicking a bit bc he's kind of a scaredy cat), 2) with mike being a radio dj, he must be just generally fun and easy to shoot the shit with, 3) mike seems very no-bullshit, so ren might feel like he can Fucking Relax For Once around him LMAO, 4) THE INFODUMPINGGGGG. we'd be watching them for a while like 💕💕💕 but they'd just. keep going. we'd have to drag them both away from each other kjnskjdnf ;;;
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buttercupart · 1 year
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rambling about poncho human time
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this is gonna be long as hell. like im so serious its like a scroll of ancient texts im deeply sorry for this. lets go gang
The eventual head of humankind's soul council and the (at the time) most determined human, the few remaining records note their name to be "Réada".
Further inquiry into the subject would point heavily to their full first name being Mairéada (MY-red-ah or mah-REYDA), though most accounts contested the way said name was to be pronounced, as well as their surname - with human-monster war historians going back and forth on whether it was "Lahmar" or "al-Ahmar". Based on the records of their full name, they are assumed to have had Irish and Moroccan ancestry.
To friends, though? They were just Réada.
Born the middle child of their family, Réada's magical prowess turned some eyes towards their family early on, as did their propensity towards mercy and just treatment... notably towards monsterkind, at a time when tensions between the two were high.
If Réada was consciously aware of any of these things, though, they didn't show it. They spent their days tending to their family's livestock... and goofing off with monster children, including the boss monster prince, Asgore.
No one, monster nor human, expected some human peasant child to worm their way into the monster prince's heart and home... but they did anyways, and it proved a beneficial friendship for both of them.
If there's one thing about Asgore, it's that he is and always was a fuzzy pushover. Réada's strong sense of justice and inability to let seemingly minor infractions towards monsterkind go taught him that even if he struggled to stand up for himself, that it was always worth it to stand up and seek justice on behalf of others who weren't treated kindly... who, more often than not at the time, were other monsters.
Asgore's kind nature and lax personality brought out the latent kindness in Réada that was buried behind a no-nonsense facade, and whenever they weren't getting up to tomfoolery, they shared their visions for a brighter, kinder future for humans and monsters both, that they were sure they could accomplish together, with Asgore as King and Réada as his right-hand man.
Of course, this tentative period of "peace" couldn't last, not with tensions rising higher and higher each day. As the years ticked by, it became more and more apparent that something had to give. But through it all, the monster prince and his human friend stood tall, and continued to give those close to them some semblance of hope.
...until humankind's ruler insisted on taking a young Réada to train with a selection of other powerful soul-bearing humans, to function as a council of magic serving humanity's best interests. Réada wanted no part in this, but as an immensely (perhaps the most) powerful Determination soul, their opinion on the subject hardly mattered.
Taken from their family and friends and pushed into a leadership role they wanted nothing to do with as a young teenager proved detrimental to their wellbeing. On the rare occasions they could sneak from the castle, they'd meet up with Asgore to tell him the current going-ons, and this was one of the only ways they stayed stable. It troubled them to know how their family struggled without them, or how looming the threat of war was on the horizon. Through it all, the monster king and the human pawn tried to hold on to the hope of a brighter future together with everything they had.
The human's ruler wasn't stupid, and knew Réada was meeting with Asgore behind the council's backs - but considering how vital they were to the plan, they couldn't be taken out of the equation and disposed of - and the reins on them tightened to the point they were never left alone - and thus, Asgore didn't see them again for quite a long time.
The breaking point, and largely agreed upon catalyst for the war was the deaths of the monster prince's parents at the hand of humans. Asgore had staunchly refuted the idea of utilizing violence against who he viewed as his friend's kind until this point, where, in grief, he lashed out and declared war against humankind for what they'd done. Young and grief-stricken, the monster prince ascended to the role of monster king.
Réada's strong sense of justice towards their monster friends proved to be a massive detriment to the humans' cause. When called upon to use their magical aptitude to FIGHT, it was impossible to get them to actually do any lasting damage - they would FIGHT monsters under the threat of their own death, sure, but only do just enough damage to get to the point they'd be able to SPARE their opponents. Their mantra was to never kill or be killed in turn.
...the same could not be said for other humans involved in the war, who turned countless monsters to dust under the demands of their ruler. Despair grew in Réada as the war progressed, and they knew they had to come up with a plan, fast, before every last monster was massacred. They partnered with a few other mages in the council to devise a plan that would put the killing to an end - without that end being complete eradication of monsterkind.
Not long before the end of the war, Asgore led a platoon against a group of humans, which Réada was forced to lead - head to head, they stood before one another for the first time in many years, almost unable to recognize one another as the years of stress made itself evident on their faces. As their fists shook, with their weapons drawn... neither could make a move. Neither could understand why they hesitated, why the other didn't just get it over with already and get rid of them the way they should have wanted to. A few spears were thrown, a few magic bullets flew, but nothing more, before both sides shakily retreated.
The next few days were filled with insurmountable confusion and grief for them both.
Shortly after, the monsters surrendered.
The Mages were gathered by their ruler, to utilize their immense magical abilities to finally turn every last monster to dust once and for all.
But Réada still had that trick up their sleeve.
Together with the 1 or 2 other mages who agreed to their plan, they cast a draining spell upon all of them, including themself, and drained every bit of magic out of all their souls, not to turn towards the monsters in a devastating final blow, no, rather... to create an immensely powerful, impenetrable magical barrier to keep the monsters contained and protected - far, far away from the reach of humans who wished to hunt them down, for the end of time, or perhaps until a better time. No human was to lay a hand against their best friend or his kind ever again.
Because he was their king, and they would always be his lionheart.
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stunie · 3 months
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Hello there!^~^
I’m new to tumblr so Idk how making a request actually works but could u write some scenarios/hcs with multiple characters (u can choose them but plz add Suo too:) in which the boys are jealous because reader (which they have a crush on) is spending way too much time for their liking with another member. Little do they know that reader is actually asking their friend about how to confess to the boys ;)))))
So later the boys come and confess to the reader and tell her how they love her:>>>>>
hiii there nonnie my love!! 🤍 no worries at all thank u for being here 🥺 my requests are closed right now but i just told another anon that i’dd still add their prompt to my wips (u can see the list here!)
so ima add yours to it too! i always update it so u can check it whenever u want (:
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