#but this one is a lil bigger & in color so your girl will be sitting for quite sometime ૮꒰ྀི ´∩∩` ꒱ྀིა

[yuukimiyas]

૮꒰ྀི˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱ྀིა happy sat bbys!! its a brand new day & the wknd!! woo!! lets all make today a great one!! i am lining you all up for a lil smooch on your forehead!! ♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ ) mwah!!

[bunny584]

Thinking about our boys this fine evening,,

What would their reactions be if you bought them a present?

TURNING TABLES

A/N: My love, I’ve been sitting on this ask for MONTHS. Just chomping at the bit to do it justice. I hope it’s everything you wanted. Enjoy this fluffy fluffy drabble with a lil sprinkle of angst 💕

C/W: Nada, the boys just being adorable. Established relationship. I hope this gives y’all as many delulus as it did me.

GETO

“You’re never going to guess what I got you for your birthday, dimples!” 

Your pretty finger digs into the crater in his left cheek that you’re so fond of. 

Suguru swallows a grin. 

Two things. 

One, you’re the only human in this lifetime and the next, who could call him that and wake up the next morning. 

Two, he knows exactly what you got him. 

Because you’re oblivious in a way that made him fall for you in the first place. 

To you, birthdays are sacred. And must be treated like National holidays. All week you’ve been padding around the apartment, glee in your footsteps. 

You’ve been staring at him. A whole galaxy in your eyes. Precious little giggles escape you at every turn. Because there’s a secret only you are privy to. 

Or so you think. 

Suguru has heard you badgering someone over the phone. 

“No no, it can’t be purple. His favorite color isn’t purple. It’s indigo. The shade between royal blue and violet. Blue. Indigo. Violet. ROY-G-BIV. Rainbows. Indigo.”

You almost flung your laptop off the balcony   two mornings ago. 

Instead of just closing the browser displaying shipment confirmation for the silver analogue watch with the indigo face and chrome bezel. You tossed the entire laptop away and Suguru had to lunge to catch it from shattering.

You are clumsy. 

And terrible at surprises. 

And he adores you. 

More than he knew possible. 

Suguru shrugs out of his grey peacoat. Dinner was phenomenal, yes. But now he needs you on his tongue for dessert. 

He watches you step out of your heels, somewhat upset you didn’t let him take them off for you. 

“On the couch and close your eyes!!” You squeal before disappearing into your bedroom. 

“Yes ma’am.” Low chuckle spilling from his lips. 

You’ll be the one following orders in a second. 

Suguru does as he is instructed. Back against the plush couch. Legs spread a little further than usual. 

You’ve had him stiff as a board the whole night. Doting over him. Petting his thigh. Pretty lips full of quick kisses and “Happy Birthday baby” and “I love you.” He almost took you at the dinner table. 

But he’s a gentleman. 

At least, before you get behind closed doors. 

“Are you ready for me, birthday boy?” You call out. And your voice alone strips him of manners. 

“I’m ready to be inside you, gorgeous.” Suguru palms the length of his shaft. 

“Suguru!!! Behave.”

In a matter of seconds, your full body weight lands on his lap. You straddle him and his hands fly to your rounded hips. 

You are wearing significantly less clothes than you were 2 minutes ago. 

Suguru eyes flare open. The zipper on his suit pants nearly breaks. 

“Ohhh, my pretty girl.” 

His eyes violate every inch of your negligée. Lacy. Delicate. Riding the gentle dips and curves of your beautiful frame. Saliva pools in his mouth. You have no idea what he’s going—

“Eyes closed!” Your tiny palm can barely span his face. 

“Alright, alright.” Suguru hikes you further onto his hips. His rod thundering against his fabric. 

“Before you start, baby. Reach into my jacket pocket for me?” 

“What?” Suguru always loved how pretty you sound when you’re shocked. 

“Do it.” 

Your fingers scramble to follow his order. Always so compliant. His name, tangled with an airy little gasp escapes next. 

“Suguru Geto, what is this?!” 

Eyes still closed, Suguru flashes a mischievous grin. You’re so pretty when you’re stern with him. You punish (reward) him with a quick slap on his chest. 

Suguru pulls his lids open. He finds you holding 2 nearly identical boxes. A bigger one in the right, a demure one in the left. 

You’re flushed up to your ears and Suguru hasn’t ever seen a woman so beautiful. 

“What is this?” You probe again, eyes glossed over. 

Suguru gently works the smaller box out of your hand. 

“A present,” he plants a chaste kiss on your pouty little lips. 

“But it’s your birthday. And I wanted to surprise you. I saw this—“

“—silver analog watch with an indigo face and chrome bezel, I know baby.” Suguru’s lips find your flushed, warm cheeks. 

“Suguru…”

“So I got one for you too.” He opens the smaller box, just as you reveal his surprise. 

Yours is daintier. Scaled down to your small wrist. Both of your initials inscribed at the base of your watch. 

“Baby.”

Mist coats your eyes the way it does. The way your love coats him. In all places. All at once. Gentle. Refreshing.

A blessing. 

“You are the love of my life. In this lifetime and the next. Thank you for the birthday gift, sweet girl.”

                                 ——

GOJO

“Satoru, Jesus Chri—are you kidding me right now?” 

“What’s the matter, baby?” 

Your boyfriend was born with a silver spoon and a silver tongue. 

An expert at rolling, whipping and twisting words until they’re saltwater taffy. Sweet on the mouth. Sticky in reality. And at its worst, kryptonite to the person consuming them. 

As if he didn’t just steal the pink satin bow, from your head. And your hair falls in a slow cascade around your face. 

Satoru slides into the seat across the dinner table. Candlelight kissing his high cheekbones. Tonight makes it three years from the day he asked you to be his. 

Not that it matters, really. Because time crumbles to stardust around him. 

Every minute, every second with Satoru feels like the first. Your heart can’t tell the difference, and you’ve stopped trying to. 

A mischievous grin reaches his 10-carat diamond eyes. Razor sharp, and a reminder to everyone within a 1 mile radius that he’s not of this world. 

“You’re gorgeous.” Satoru toys with your hair tie. Deftly knotting it into a bow on his wrist — an egregious accessory next to his cuff links. 

“Save the pillow talk, Satoru!”

 “What?” He retorts, slinging his elbow over the back of his chair. Dangling his newest prized possession in your face. 

“Is it so bad that your boyfriend wants to feel close to you? You won’t let me sit next to you — I’m desperate.” 

You feign a gasp and lean over. Hushed because what you’re about to say is sacrilegious. 

“The Strongest Sorcerer in the modern era won’t survive sitting across from his girlfriend instead of next to her? Don’t let the bad guys hear that.” 

Bellowing laughter erupts. His base low and clear as an alpine lake. Your soprano a feather light harmony. 

Unbridled joy that is so unique to your relationship echoes throughout the dining room. Waiters and waitresses send fond smiles your way because the restaurant is dedicated to your celebration.

Satoru’s lips find the back of your hand. Embers from the candle catch the golden flecks of sunset in his Mediterranean Sea. Eyes with still waters, tonight.

He’s beautiful, your boy.

“Happy anniversary, princess.” 

“Happy anniversary, my love. I have something for you.”

 You glide your hand out of his grasp before he locks it in. Eyebrows already crawling to the center of his face. 

“I told you not to get—“

“Hush!” 

Always one to give, never one to receive, Satoru narrows his gaze. You know that look — he’s planning on tripling his retaliation gift. 

Satoru reluctantly takes the box out of your hands, while you watch on bated breath. 

His full lips hang open. Cotton candy dusting the tip of his nose, blooming to his ears. He’s never like this. Taken aback. Full of surprise.

Your full name tumbles out of his mouth. Almost foreign to your ears, but indulgent when coated in his rich, loving tone. 

Satoru pulls the leather bracelet out of the box. An infinity symbol woven in the center with your initials and his initials flanking either side. 

Before you get a chance to breathe again you’re standing in his arms. In the middle of the empty room. Face nearly eclipsed by his large hands.

“Baby,” Is all that escapes him before he crashes his lips onto yours. 

His tongue immediately begs for entry. Faint taste of mint chocolate ghosting your taste buds. 

It’s comforting. It’s dizzying. It’s Satoru.  

“L-let me explain the gift.” Panting out of his embrace. A light sheen already coating his eyes. He’s statuesque except for his thumbs that strum the apples of your cheeks. 

“Of course.”

“You’ll probably live forever, fighting demons and such—“

“Curses, baby. The demons are just personal.” He laughs. 

Satoru flashes another smile, but this one is blue. Melancholy in a way that tugs on your heart strings. You draw him in for a quick kiss. 

A mere bandaid on a lifetime of third degree burns.

“I know I’m not invincible like you and your friends. And you spend an inordinate amount of time dealing with the fact that I’m a Normie.” 

Satoru’s nose crinkles. “It’s not a crime to not see curses.” 

“I rather you not see them. I don’t want you subjected to that.” Grit in his voice and his eyes glaze over. You know that Satoru is watching gruesome memories on his mind’s big screen. 

“I know, handsome.”Your hand cups his face and he subconsciously unravels in it.  All but purring into your warmth. 

“But that doesn’t change the fact that the world needs you for far greater things than it needs me.” 

“Do not talk like—“

Your finger presses against his lips. Your boyfriend has a real habit of cutting you off and at this rate you two will never get to enjoy your dinner. 

A small chuckle escapes him. He’s sorry. And you continue.

“I got you that bracelet…because..” Suddenly shy under his undivided attention, you drop your gaze. Thumbing his new gift instead. 

You pause. He pauses. Everything around you halts.

Then it all tumbles out at once. 

“You’re it for me, Satoru. The One. Forever and always. In every life we’re reborn in, even if I can’t stick around as long as you can in this one.” 

Cheeks incinerated by your confession, you muster the courage to lock eyes with him once more. Nearly flat lined at what you see.

A crystal tear sliding down one side of his face. All of his sharp lines and angles, like melted butter. Mouth ajar. Moused. Imperfect. Like his heart is splayed open on his chest for the world to see. 

“Satoru…?”

Hearing his name jumpstarts his engine. Satoru lifts you into his arms and strides toward the exit in milliseconds. 

You toss your head back. Full of breathy giggles because this is the man you know and love. The modus operandi that made you fall so deeply for him in the first place. 

“Dinner! Baby our dinner!” You squeal a little too late, given that he’s 4 more long strides away from the door. 

“It’s taken care of. I’ll have them send it to the house.” Eyes straight ahead. A man on a special grade mission.

The two of you come to an abrupt stop just shy of the front door. Satoru rakes his glassy eyes over your flushed face.

“I would die for you. You know that, right?” His voice cracks. Actively staving off the flood threatening the rim of his eyes. 

“You and me…you know that I…I lo—, I’ve…you’re the only…fuck.” 

Satoru draws in a frustrated sigh. Tossing his head to the side. Hopeful that looking at anything else in the room would make this easier.

 “You know why I cant.. I can’t say it baby I—“

“I know, Satoru. I know.” 

‘Because love is the most twisted curse of all.’

And he believes that the moment it falls off his tongue, you’ll be taken from him. 

Your lover’s presence is grandiose. Demanding. Loud. Noticed from miles away. Earth shifted on its axis when he was born. 

A loan from Heaven’s stash. He’s a gift to mankind and your personal Moon.

But his love is the opposite.

Found only in quiet moments. Moments when his shield, breast plate and sword clamor against the hardwood floor after saving lives time and time again. 

When you wake up to him staring at you, caressing your cheeks. A gentle wake up call because he needs a kiss. A temporary reprieve from his nightmares. The demons that haunt him day in and day out.

When he comes home early from every single mission. Just to get back to where his heart is. 

His love is woven into your satin pillow cases, that hold his triumphs with students, his frustration from work, his regrets. 

His love is painted on walls of your apartment. The walls that could barely contain his grief. Wails loud enough to shift earth’s tectonic plates. That heard him scream in your arms. For months. All because he lost his first love at his own hands. 

His love glows under the moonlight. When he is buried deep inside you. Rambling about giving you a son first, then a daughter. Because he has to teach his boy to be strong. Strong enough to keep up with him. Strong enough to watch the world burn for his sister if it has to. 

Satoru Gojo is not soft, but he loves you softly. 

Another tear glides down his porcelain skin. Somewhat ashamed that he can’t swipe it way with his hands full of you, he flashes a lopsided smile. It makes his otherwise ethereal coalescence of features so boyish. Tangible. 

Human. 

Satoru presses a salty kiss against your lips. And it’s the sweetest he’s ever tasted. Pulling away briefly, to affirm you in a way that only he can.

“Infinity, baby?”

“Infinity, baby.”

[rzyraffek]

Platonic yandere yautja x human child reader

Aww dad yautja😊 I didn't write for yautjas in months!! Hopefully u enjoy it!! Also i used they/them for kid. No tw, only cuteness and wholesome dad figure yautja👹 request open

Dad yautja with human kid

Bro is confused ??? Tf??? Why is there a child here??

He either found them abandoned in middle of nowhere or accidentally killed their perents, by 'accidentaly' i mean ofc he wanted to kill them he just didn't know there was a child nearby and now he feels bad

Kinda finds human pups ugly😭 why are you so smol and loud wtf

Dad!yautja after he kinda adopts y/n he gets too overprotective! Like dude won't leave their side at all, especially when you guys are outside; dude will pick them up and just carry around.

Can't cook to save his life, he kinda set kitchen on fire. And humans cant eat raw meat, so now you are on fruit diet for now (and veggies)

Had this parental instinct to teach them everything, how to shoot, find food, basic self-defence, overall taking good care of themselfs. But he kinda likes that he has to provide for them, it gives him control yknow

When he carries them around everywhere! He acually lets them sit on his shoulders or just hang on his neck😓😍

Cant say no to those cute big eyes! Yes he will let them 'decorate' his armor (with glitter and stickers) and he will let them paint his nails and he will lisen to them gossip about their friends.

If his kid is a little artist and walks up to him and says "papa i drew you!" He does not care that he looks like a lizard nor that they didn't color it perfectly. Dude is purring, picking y/n up and he carries this drawing in pocket everywhere

Other yautjas say that he spoils them, but he disagrees! Your a HUMAN baby, i mean yeah your basically one of yautjas now but!!! Your tiny! And your skin is so squishy!!!

He had to learn how to comb their hair cuz at some point y/n simply refused to cut it (me too lil guy) and he respects them so much he won't just do something against them

Kinda wishes he could understand human body language more

Also about body language i can imagine kid just kinda mimicing yatuja body language and habits. Like dad!yatuja will say "child please go to bed its late" the kid will just angry respond with a hiss👹 "hsssss👽🦎" "?????" If yaujtas had eyebrows, he would rise them

If y/n is a girl, and she has her first period? Dude panics! HUHH WHAT BLOOD??? FROM WHERE!?? UHHHH????

Dude tries to be a perfect father figure, he tries to have similar intrests with his kid so they can connect more, but if y/n is totally not into hunting, collecting, nature themed stuff, Yautja is more than happy to catch up with whatever teens are into this days, but he will judge the hell out of tv shows (if they watch any)

I kinda forgot it suppose to be yandere so it turned out to be just wholesome im so sorry

Understands that kid needs privacy but he will just go invisible mode and lurk in shadows! Like what if somone attacks you??? Or worse! What if you meet some humans that he doenst like??? What if they will tell y/n all lies about what 'bad war crimes' he commited and what 'murderous' his kind is!! Those are lies pls dont lisen to humans

No boy/girlfriends!!! Nuh uh!! Your his little baby you cant go doing all those... things... with some human. ugh! this person probably can't even hunt for you!! Or give you nice treasures!! Or build a pretty nest!! Why would you like them my child?? Look at all those trophies i gathered for all those years! You should stay here!

He loves the fact that he lives in some wild ass jungle and y/n cant leave him due to all those dangers around, plus he loves that y/n will always stay tiny(in comparison obviously) and weak so be basically needs to provide for them! Right???

I used x reader tags ONLY to reach bigger audience

[justmochi]

sisters night

pairing :: eden x evelyn

word count :: 2.6k

synopsis :: eden and her sister spend some well-deserved time together

time :: october 11, 2023

warnings :: mentions of pregnancies and food

a/n :: instead of finishing the eunmin in busan series, i wrote this c:

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Eden pressed on the doorbell, waiting for her sister to open up. The girls had a lot of schedules after the Born Pink tour ended, but Eden was finally able to take a break and spend the rest of her sister's pregnancy with her.

The door opened, her lips curving upwards before being met with Evelyn. They both gasped at each other. It was the encore concert in Seoul that Eden last saw her sister and she was finally showing. The woman had leggings and a loose shirt on. It was finally starting to hit both of them that Evelyn was going to be a mother and Eden was going to be an aunt soon.

“Oh my god!” Eden slapped her hand to her mouth, almost dropping her overnight bag on the ground. Her belly was bigger and Evelyn was shocked to see her hair cut so short again.

“Your hair!” She reached forward to brush through the strands of her short blonde hair.

“Your belly!” Her sister moved out of the way, letting Eden grab her bag and get inside before shutting the door and locking it. “How many weeks are you now?”

“30 on Friday.” She sighed with her hands on her hips. “I know I’m the elephant in the room but don’t think I didn’t notice your hair.”

“Shut up.” Eden shook her head from side to side as her hair was so weightless and freeing. “We chopped it off yesterday. I forgot how much I like it short. So much easier to take care of.”

“Blonde’s your color.” She leans in, pressing a kiss to Eden’s cheek and brushing her hair away from her forehead. “Alright lil sis. Tell me, what did Noah put you up to?”

“Shush, he didn’t put me up to anything.” A lie. Evelyn guessed that much. “Okay, well he said he had a work trip and he felt bad for leaving you by yourself until he comes home. He didn’t want you to be alone overnight and I wanted to spend some time with my sister because I miss her a lot.”

“Isn’t he just adorable?” Evelyn opens her arms for a hug, laughing as Eden tries to embrace her awkwardly with her bump in the way. “He won’t let me drive, got me these cushion mats for my feet and a chair on wheels so when I do have to be in the kitchen, I can just sit and push myself from counter to counter. Also helps me in and out of the shower.”

“Sounds like he’s very protective.”

“Oh very protective. And sometimes that results in me getting irritated because I feel suffocated and then I feel bad.”

Eden pouts her lips, holding her wrists. “I’m sure he understands. This is your first pregnancy, after all. He just wants to make sure you’re taken care of.”

She nods slowly, knowing Eden is right. An idea pops up into her head. “Do you wanna see the nursery?”

“Oh god yes!”

Evelyn intertwines their hands, dragging her upstairs and to the room beside the master bedroom. When Eden catches a glimpse into the room, her jaw hangs open as she looks around. It appears cluttered but in the best way. She walked over to the crib that was pressed against the wall, running her fingers along the white wood. When she looked up, there was a mobile hanging from the ceiling decorated with felt leaves and clouds. Then she saw the Krunk plush sitting in the corner of the crib. The bear was pink and dressed as one of Eden’s signature outfits from their music video.

Eden chuckled, picking up the plush and smiling back at Evelyn who was leaning against the doorframe. “Really?”

“What? The baby is gonna have the girls from the biggest girl group in the world as their aunts. They’re gonna be a Blink before they even take their first breath.”

“Have you found out the gender yet? I wanna start buying stuff but have no idea what to get.”

“Only my doctor knows. We told her that we want to be completely surprised. That’s why the nursery looks so bland right now. I have different colored flowers for the mobile, sheets, curtains, all that fun stuff. I’m still debating if we should paint the walls. What do you think?”

Eden clicked her tongue before studying the room again. “You can always keep it white and add colored blankets, pictures, rugs, toys, clothing. You don't want there to be too much pink or blue. What if they rebel when they’re older and think it’s not cool to have their room painted this one color?”

“I guess you have a point. But look.” Evelyn waddled over to the changing table where she grabbed a mini projector. “I got this for a nightlight. You can’t see it now but it shows the northern lights!”

It was so clear in how Evelyn spoke and her eyes twinkled that she was really looking forward to motherhood. The thought she put into the nursery was only the start. Eden noticed how passionate and excited she was.

“It’s really cute. You guys have done a great

job so far.” Eden sets the bear down and takes a seat in the rocking chair in the corner. “Have you thought of any names yet? This chair is comfy.”

“I think I want to keep the E names going in the family. My choices for boys are Ellis, Elijah, and Ezra.

Eden tilts her head approvingly. “Nice, I like those.”

“Girls; Evangeline, Esther, and Elsie. But we’re having trouble coming up with Korean names that go well with them. I want them to have both.”

“Like us?”

“Like us.” Evelyn nods with a smile until she blows raspberries out her lips. “But I promised Noah that if it’s a boy, we can start the family chain of N names.”

“That’s fair enough. I love Evangeline so I’m crossing my fingers it’s a girl.”

“You and me both. I’m crossing my fingers, legs, trying to cross my toes but they’re so swollen these days.” She switches most of her weight onto another foot after being on the other for too long. “What did you have planned for today?”

Eden told her in advance that she made plans for them so she was all ready to go when she arrived. She stood up from the rocking chair with a devilish smirk. “It’s a surprise. You can’t know until we get there.”

“Do I need to bring anything?”

“Nope. Just yourself. You’ll love it, I promise.”

Evelyn loved surprises even though they made her anxious. The girls carried Eden’s bag to the guest bedroom, waiting for her sister by the front door. She had her purse and a jacket since it was starting to drop in temperature.

“Can you let me drive, please?” Evelyn folded her hands together, pleading.

“Is that safe? What will Noah say?”

“Noah isn’t going to find out.” She snatches the car keys from Eden to unlock it.

“Only if I can drive back!” She is already strutting to the car.

“Deal!”

Eden walks around to the driver's side, making sure Evelyn can get in without any trouble. She looks content being able to drive after it was forbidden months ago.

“You good?” Eden gave her a thumbs up while raising her eyebrows.

“Yup. Go ahead and get in. I just have to adjust the seat some.”

She complies, getting in on the passengers side and buckling herself in. They turn on the heat to warm up the car and find a radio station.

“Doesn’t this mean you’re gonna have to buy a ‘baby on board’ sticker?” Eden cracks a joke, watching as the woman starts to snort.

“Yup. Noah will probably buy a ‘student driver’ sticker just to be extra safe.”

“Pull in here… there it is!” Eden exclaims, pointing to the massage spa ahead.

“Shut up.”

“Surprise!” They get parked and grab all their things before locking up.

“What did you do?”

“You are getting a massage, Evie. Did you know prenatal massages were a thing?”

Evelyn chuckled, smiling as the two girls walked to the entrance with their arms locked. “Yes, Eden.”

“Well, I didn’t. The second I found out, I booked an appointment for you.”

“Please tell me you’re getting a massage, too.” She squeezed the girl's arm, looking at her like she was in trouble.

Eden hesitated before smiling. “Yes, I am. As of now, our girls' night has just begun.”

They get checked in and are called back in no time. Evelyn is on the other side of the dim room, getting comfortable on the table and lying on her side. They provide her with a body pillow to support her bump, and she looks like she is in complete bliss. They’re getting their massages done by two different people, but Eden lets her pick out the oils, sounds, and the overall ambience. She got distracted watching her sister lay down and she really hoped that this would at least help her in some way. If she’s in pain, she’s doing a good job of hiding it.

The young woman doing Eden’s massage shakes her from her thoughts, indicating her to lie on her stomach. She smiles awkwardly before doing so, letting her head fall into the face cradle.

As the massage proceeds, they both feel all their stresses and tension from the past year release. Her body has been worn down by being on tour for so many months, and she feels it right away when the woman applies pressure to her back. Eden can't even begin to imagine what her sister must feel like. So many things are happening to her body all at once, so she hopes this can provide a little relief. And when she hears Evelyn start to snore, her heart swells.

Eden holds the door open for her, joining at her side and locking their arms together.

Evelyn lets out a deep breath. “That was seriously so amazing. I think Muffin loved it as well.”

“Muffin?”

“It’s got a much nicer ring to it than ‘the baby’. I thought of it when the lady was massaging my belly.”

“It’s cute.” Eden takes the keys from her, helping her inside the car again before going to the other side. She starts the car and adjusts the seat and mirror. “Is there anything else you wanna do?”

“I love you and would love to stay out a while more, but I can’t stop peeing and we’re hungry.” She smiles and pats Eden on the shoulder. “Thank you for the massage.”

“What are you hungry for?”

She takes a minute to think before slouching in the seat. “I want a cheesy corn dog and a big order of tteokbokki.”

“Can you and Muffin handle the spice?” She looked at the woman with wide eyes. She’s never actually seen her sister eat since she got pregnant, so she’s quite excited to see how this plays out.

“I love spice. Just thinking about the cheese melting on top–“Evelyn moans, throwing her head back. “Sorry. Pregnancy cravings. Muffin loves it too. They do a little dance whenever I eat something spicy.”

“Corn dogs and cheesy tteokbokki it is.” She was determined to get her sister whatever she wanted to eat if it meant she could finally see the baby kick.

They were gonna make it at home but Evelyn changed her mind last second and ordered takeout. She wanted to teach her sister how to cook but she was too exhausted for that today.

There were three orders of tteokbokki. One for Eden and the other two for Evelyn. The corn dogs were doubled, and it was hard to believe that she could eat that much on her own, despite the baby growing in her stomach. Eden had a little of hers left and she planned on saving it for later. She watched Evelyn in disbelief as she was on her second bowl, almost half of it gone when she tapped out.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m gonna come back for more in like two hours.” She rolled her eyes, wiping her mouth and rubbing her hand back and forth on her belly.

The girls got ready for bed and Eden joined her in her bedroom as they started a drama they had been hearing all about recently. When they finished the first episode, they both started laughing uncontrollably when seeing the still frame and OST start playing.

“Those will never get old.” Evelyn holds her chest from laughing too hard and they start the next episode.

Eden got up momentarily to take off the sheet mask she had on before Evelyn starts calling for her. She panics and her heart drops, letting the mask fall to the bathroom floor and nearly falling on her face when she turns to see her sister. Her sleep shirt is lifted to reveal her belly and she has the biggest smile on her face. “Eden quick! Hurry, Muffin is kicking!”

Eden lets out the biggest sigh of relief, having to catch her breath from almost going into panic mode. “Don’t do that. You scared me.” She plops down onto the bed on her stomach, using her elbows to support her as she looks between Evelyn’s face and her belly.

“Hold on, I just have to give her a few pokes.” She massages her tummy, tapping her fingers where the kick was last seen.

“You want to have a girl so bad, don’t you?”

“Of course I do. I want a mini me.”

“Maybe if we keep speaking it out into ex-” Eden stops when she sees her belly bulge in one spot. She gasps, widening her eyes as the baby kicks a second time, except it's a tiny movement. “Oh my god.”

“See? She loves spicy food.” Evelyn grabs her hand, placing it on her bump and moving it around to encourage more kicks.

A minute goes by and Eden starts to think the baby does not like her because as soon as her palm met her stomach, everything stopped.

“Don’t worry. She was a little shy with her dad at first too. Give her a minute to warm up.” She reassures the girl, keeping her hand where it is while she poked the spaces between her fingers. “Muffin, say hi to your aunt. Y’know, the aunt who’s a global sensation and I play her music around the house all the time. She’s gonna spoil you no matter what I say and she’s gonna be your best friend–besides me and dad.”

Eden tries to keep her lips from quivering as she speaks and hoping they’ll become less shy from her words. She waits a few more seconds until she feels a tiny, bashful kick against her palm. She gasps and her eyes twinkle.

“See? Just a shy, little Blink.”

Eden giggles, poking at different spots on Evelyn’s tummy to see if she can get any more kicks. There were moments they’d get a tiny push, much bigger than the last and in longer stretches of time until they started paying attention to the drama.

Eden found it hard to focus on the drama, so when scenes came on with characters she didn’t really care for, her attention turned to her sister's bump. She smiled to herself and held herself back from tapping on her belly. “So the first thing I need to do when I go home is make a cd of all our unreleased music. She’s gonna know all our fan chants before she comes out.”

Evelyn snorts, covering her mouth. “I’ll send you pictures with her holding the hammer.”

[frozenhi-chews]

since ur talking about bugs

what are ur favorite bugs...:o

-Chris!

HOOOOO I HAVE A LOT OF FAVORITES!!

My first and foremost favorite will always be Deaths Head Moths. (Moths in general too, but OUGH these guys!)

Just LOOK at how pretty they are!!!

And since I said I would defend earwigs, I will! Cuz guys, these lil fellas are freaking awesome! No they do not climb into your ear, they never do that

They have little pincers on their butts! Like I'm pretty sure that if they were called anything else, like pincer bugs, they'd be less hated. How come scorpions who have pincers and stingers get praise but these little guys don't? As a kid I always found them fascinating. They're just super cool lil guys! And yes, there are albino earwigs. I know this because I've seen a couple in real life! Was pretty cool!

Scarab beetles and longhorns are also a good fave. Beetles in general are just so cool, but then you have these guys with super cool features?

Uh, HECK YES?!?! Not to mention, beetles can squeak!! If you pick them up they'll make little eeking noises and it's so cute! Deaths head moths can do the same.

Another unconventional but cool type of bug would be millipedes and centipedes

Idk its probably the sheer number of legs these guys have that make them so freaking cool! And centipedes have venom too, which also makes them cool. The fact that they can be kept as pets is really awesome, makes me wanna have some. But I don't have anything for them yet. Regardless, you should be careful when handling centipedes. Millipedes are usually fine, but still. Be careful

And why not throw in a spider huh? Issue is, I can't decide on a spider, so let's go wiiiiith...crab spiders. And orb weavers cuz why not?

Crab spiders can shift colors to match the flower their sitting on. And they actually look like crabs, don't they? They're a very interesting little critter and I hecking ADORE them! Orb weavers are just as cool. With the massive intricate webs they make, and the fact they often redo these webs almost every night. They can get pretty dang big too, I saw one that was bigger than the size of a quarter. Such a beautiful girl. (Girl spiders are often bigger than boy spiders. Boys get eaten after mating too)

So yeah!! There's some bugs and spiders and other critters I adore!! Thanks for letting me infodump Chris!! This was a blast!!

[philliamwrites]

eren's hands

a/n: bark bark woof

SFW

☛ his palms are bigger than the length of his fingers, perfect to hold your hand; sometimes when it’s time to pretend he’s “just a lil guy, just a lil birthday boy 🥺,” (with you only cuz he loves how you pamper him) he holds onto your pinky with his whole hand

☛ he has scars, used to be an anxious self-biter as a kid/teenager to cope with all that anger and energy until he found healthier copings

☛ sometimes insecure about his scars; tends to focus the attention on the wristbands or rings he’s wearing, definitely has some small tattoos on his fingers (initials of your name & E. M. A. for our golden trio)—but you still love them, and you show him whenever you kiss his scars, put his fingers to your lips

☛ has his fingers constantly busy, we all know he has a hard time sitting still, so when he can’t move his body, he’ll move his hands: swirls pens, drums rhythms on tables, tugs at his wristbands, braids your hair / loves to rake his fingers over your short hair / shaved head, pulls you in by the belt loops of your jeans when you’re in a conversation and he doesn’t want to disturb you but he also needs to pull you in his lap right now before jean or any other guy/girl chats you up

☛ has probably cut the tip of one finger off as a child when trying to help Carla cook

☛ has also probably stabbed himself with a knife trying to open some wrapped snack, thinking “shit, what if i stab myself with this knife right now,” and then karma kicked him immediately

☛ was so bored during a class he taught himself how to pick locks

☛ STILL USES FIDGET SPINNERS THERE I SAID IT

☛ watches in fascination as you paint his nails any color that suits his beautiful eyes (anime-green or manga-gray, pick your fighter)

☛ whenever he gets angry or in any confrontation, he curls and uncurls his hands into fists, and sometimes they’d just twitch, tensed, and the veins on his strong arms coil when he flexes his muscles

☛ always warm hands, yes yes we know

NSFW [‼️18 +, minors do NOT interact‼️]

☛ always kisses you with his hands on your body: either locked tenderly around your throat; or secured on your hip; or roaming your waist; or just groping your ass

☛ holds your hands when he fucks you, fingers intertwined when in missionary position or you riding him

☛ could spend a good hour just watching how he fucks your mouth with his finger

☛ deft, wicked fingers that don’t just work you open, they completely unweave you and leave you crying, overstimulated, balancing on the edge to complete madness (he loves to pull his fingers out split into a v just to see your cute hole try to close around them)

☛ DOES NOT TAKE OFF HIS RINGS WHEN HE FINGERS YOU, I REPEAT. FINGERS YOU STILL WEARING HIS RINGS. the rings and wristbands stay on during sex 😤

☛ rough pads of his fingers map out your whole body, especially all those sensitive parts: your neck, your waist, your thighs; he loves to dig his nails into your skin, and god, when they leave marks, he’s a goner

☛ knows how rough he can get when he squeezes your thighs, slaps your ass; whenever he’s done wrecking your body, he always runs his fingers along the bruised flesh tenderly, caressing the spot he’s held onto as if his life depended on it

☛ when lying on the bed and chilling, he has one hand down squeezing your ass or under your shirt holding onto your booba (“Let me help you hold them 🤲”)

[bellaramseysgf]

Little bunny (M.W)

Warning(s); pure fluff,Mikey being the best caregiver ever,age regression,modern day au☺️

Pairing(s); Mike Wheeler x Girlfriend! Reader

Summary; after a bad day Mikey decided you deserve a new friend.

A/n; sooo I wrote this for lils ( @munsonsdreamgirl ) that’s it, congrats on 1000 followed babes🥰

Also, Mikey is 19! He’s aged up n if you don’t like it you can suck a giants toe<3

Mike could see it the second you got in his car that you weren’t feeling like yourself. The way you were sluggish and you seemed to move almost like slow motion. He caught it in the way you forced the smile and saw the far off, spacey look in your eyes. How long had you been in headspace? Or more importantly how long had you fought it.

“Hey baby, bad day?” You shrugged and Mike leaned over to kiss the side of your head. “I need to pick up some stuff for dinner, you wanna come or go home?” He gave you plenty of time to process through it. “I wan’ come!” He nodded and cranked his car back up.

“You wanna play a game?” You looked over at your boyfriend “mmm, what kind of game Mikey?” He smiled at the soft tone in your voice “okay pick a color and whoever can find it first wins” you nod and think for a minute. “Uhhhh pink!” Mike nodded. “Hmm pink? Ooo that’s gonna be hard to find! That’s a good choice little one” Mikey smiled at the way your face lit up at his praise.

He reached over and tucked some of your fallen hair behind your ear. “Such a pretty girl, I love you sweetheart.” You squealed and your cheeks went red. “Luv’ you too Mikey!” He chuckled and continued to drive the pair of you mostly forgetting about the game.

“I’m after 3 things okay? Just three nothing else” you nodded and held up 3 fingers “jus’ three! Got it.” Mikey held onto your hand while he grabbed a basket walking you through the store. All at once you gasped “pink!” You pointed to a small box of cake mix and it took Mike a second to remember your game.

“Look at that, you won. Alright honey what do you want?” You shrugged and latched yourself back to mikes arm. “Jus’ want Mikey” he smiled and leaned down to peck the top of your head “such a sweet girl, cmon let’s continue” and your did.

Mike was headed to the check out when he felt a tug and then you let go of his arm running to a small bin. “What- baby, don’t run off!” He followed after you and you tugged out a big pink bunny plush. “I can has?” The stuffed animal was at least 2x your size and Mike giggled at the way it swallowed your figure.

“Mhm, you’ve had a bad day. Princess deserves a new friend.” You held out your hand for Mike to take and waddled your way to the the self check out. Mike was holding in his laugh watching you waddle back to the car with the giant plush. “Little one, here why don’t we switch? Don’t want you getting hurt” you agreed and Mike handed you the one bag taking the plushie under his arm.

You both got settled in the car and he sat the giant plush into the back seat. “What’s gonna be their name?” You buckled “uh…uh…uh…mmmm” Mike waited patiently “mmmmm…Mikey?” Mike grinned and kissed your cheek “that’s a good name babydoll.” Now, to add it the pile of other Mikeys.

You lugged the bunny back into your shared apartment with Mike, dragging it all the way to his office and leaving it beside his desk. “Angel? Do you wanna help?” He asked and you nodded “can you open this up and pour it into there?” He asked and you followed instructions. “Thank you! So helpful!” He ran a hand over the top of your head and you giggled. You stood by and watched Mike cook messing about inside the kitchen.

“Princess? Will you set the table?” You nodded and grabbed his plate and then your smaller one sitting them next to each other. You repeated the process with silverware and cups he got the bigger and you got the smaller. “You want a lid?” You shook your head “M’a big girl!” Mike chuckled and sat the food onto the plates.

Once settled you stared at your plate for a minute “baby? You not hungry?” He asked and you looked at him then your plate again. Mike sat his fork down and picked yours up feeding you bite off your plate which you accepted just fine, doing little wiggles. “Yeah, that’s my big girl” you smiled, keeping your mouth closed because of food.

[baraqi]

enha’s reaction to a s/o who loves plushies

this has been marinating in my drafts n i just finished it so here’s some fluff

heeseung

loves ittt. prolly would give u his if he was cleaning out his things and finds one he can do without but wants it to go to a special home. bc who would take care of them better than his own special girl/boy? which then ends up being ur favorite and taking a spot on ur bed like a king. and it makes his heart all fuzzy seeing u fall asleep with it in ur arms or treating it so gently. almost jealous bc he wants to cuddle u while u sleep :’). so he’ll carefully move it up so it’s still in ur reach but allowing him to slip next to u n gives u a kiss on ur forehead while u snuggle into his chest.

jay

thinks it’s adorable. knows all of their names, where u got them, which ones u sleep with most, he’s got this shit DOWN. starts to have his own favorites too. if ur watching movies or smth u both grab one or a few to keep alongside. “nono i need stitch i always have him🙄” and would buy a lot of the bigger ones/ones that can be used as cushions too (he’s the poster boy of the bf who stops at nothing to win a big plushie for his s/o). sometimes if he wants to kiss u he turns the ones near him around bc “how can i focus on kissing you while hello kitty’s eyes are burning into my skull” “jay i doubt she cares who’s she gonna tell with no mouth?” “you seen how toy story works!”

jake

when he sees ur room, u look at him for his reaction, expecting his eyes to widen or a perplexed “woah” or smth. he just looks around and goes “hehe cute” and pats ur head. wouldn’t say anything else abt it. he had come by to help u study so u guys would do that for a while until u excuse urself to go to the bathroom. he’d sit there for a second just fidgeting a bit until he looks at a lil dog one that was on the chair. he holds it n just looks at it, smiling at the little name “jake” on the back of its collar. u come back and u feel ur cheeks grow hot bc u never told him abt that. “is this lil guy named after me?” “sorry if it’s weird-” “no i like it! he’s cute. his fur’s the same color as my hair too!” would buy u mainly dog ones bc cmon he’s a dog person. you’d probably have a special spot where u keep the ones he’s given u. refers to them as u guys’ kids. “this family of ours is getting large, jakey.” “get a bigger couch then because we’re not disowning them🙄.”

sunghoon

he doesn’t get it 100% but still likes how they make u happy, so he’s happy too. if he’s over ur place and absentmindedly tossing a small one back and forth in his hands you’ll whine at him to stop bc “you’re hurting his feelings i bet he’s getting dizzy” “love, he can’t feel dizziness” u ruffle his hair and he laughs. he’d point around ur room asking their names and where u got them bc he loves seeing u talk abt smth you’re passionate about. in the middle of ur sentence he’ll lean in to kiss u softly on ur lips bc he thinks u look so cute going on and on. when u both pull away he laughs at ur astounded face n tells u to finish ur story.

sunoo

he’d love it idc. idk if he actually does but i feel it in my spirit he has his fair share at home. brings one or two if he’s staying over once he finds out so they can “get to know each other.”

“if tokki doesn’t get along with them i’m afraid this relationship will not work🙄”/j. another one who does that thing where he makes the plushies kiss u even if u find it cringey.

if he’s out and sees one that reminds him of u or that you’ve talked abt, he’ll buy it without a second thought. he loves being able to add to ur lil collection. he’ll come home like “i have a present for you close your eyes and hold out your hands (⌒▽⌒)” so u do and u feel smth soft placed in ur hands. u open ur eyes and smile at the plush fox u hold in front of u. “aaa thank you sunny thank you thank you!” u say in excitement as u bring him in for a big hug, his face breaking out in a bright smile. and idk if they’re in korea but build a bear dates with him☹️☹️

jungwon

found it a lil odd/didn’t see the appeal at first but quickly grew used to it bc he loves u ofc. it’d take more than some stuffed bears to change his view of u. ur not hurting anyone and it makes u happy so who is he to judge? would buy u one sometimes for special occasions or just because. if u name one after him he’d be so smiley and honored bc wow! ur thing that u love and u want him to be a part of it! dimples out n all.

niki

it was his first time over ur house. u guys go into ur room and the first thing he notices is a few on ur bed and a bunch others scattered around the room. “friends of yours?” he nods towards a couple on the chair. u laugh “sorry if it’s weird.” he reassures u that it’s not. ik he’s got that curious george one so if he sleeps over he brings him so u don’t feel awkward being the only one sleeping with one. he’d poke fun at u a lil bit sometimes, or hold one above ur head so u can’t reach to see u pout n whine at him to give it back, but at the end of the day, he thinks it’s super cute n loves all the things that make u happy!

[jiminrings]

petition for stem koo to do all the things for oc he originally said no one does (make her lunchboxes, makes her cheerful...) bc i think that’s a beautiful redemption arc

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

jungkook's day one of his redemption agenda doesn't go that well in the end

"namjoon!!! my man. got any updates for me?"

seokjin strolls coolly on the way to his office, hair slicked back and his dress shirt definitely missing more than a few buttons

what's head admin gonna do??? dress-code him???

fire him???? PLS HE'D BE BETTER OFF!!!!

jin makes student affairs his bitch,,, not the other way around

"for the last time, i am nOt your secretary!!" namjoon stresses as he ceases his typing just to glare at him

he's the university registrar and everyone needs to go through him and at this point he's like a historical landmark from how he's made impact in less than two years

and he and seokjin graduated from the same batch!!!! they're the uncanny always pair for the subjects they shared together

it was definitely weird but functional lol cause one is uptight yet hardworking and the other's relaxed yet smart

sue them for working in the same place they swore they'd never go back to after graduation </3

"if you say-"

"some kid's been waiting for you even before i opened the office. made him sit inside but i just told him that he'd be expelled if he even tries to touch your coffee machine."

namjoon says even before jin could finish the sentence, clearly holding that in until the last minute

jin's obviously a lil annoyed because he's starting work as early as now but the way that joon laid all that out on him is a highlight for him

"thanks. knew you're a secretary for me first and a registrar second."

"no. i'm a national citizen before-"

alright alright he's not listening anymore

this bETTER be important because jin has to hold out his morning routine for whoever this kid is

"what can i possibly do for you today?" he rubs his eyes in preparation, intentionally dragging his steps because just looking at how near he is to his work computer gives him vertigo

"mr. kim!!!"

no

there is no way

there is no fATHOMABLE way that this has got to be happening to seokjin right now

"..... jungkook. what a pleasure."

he sits on his chair, voice gritted and monotone and he could just feel his eye twitching, his clenched fist under his deck now flipping off the kid in secret

it's a last-minute realization that he grasps that jungkook doesn't know you're his friend and it presents some really unique vantage points

like the time that seokjin recounted about a ridiculous student's filing for theft of his lunchboxes and he turned out to be your crush

or when he used his student affairs capabilities and pulled up resources left and right when jungkook broke your heart then seriously contemplated about messing up his academic record

or that time when he delivered a high and sleepy you to bed and then heard the entire conversation (if you could even call it that) between yoongi and this fucking nerd

"i need your help, mr. kim. you're the closest one to me i could ask!!" jungkook pleads desperately, the big doe eyes not really inducing an effect on him whatsoever lmao

"mhmm. i may not be the person for the job. counseling is right next door."

jin hums without even attempting to get jungkook to elaborate because for all he knows, his services aren't exactly open for people who hurt his friends >:(

(a guy once bumped shoulders with yoongi twice on the same day with aTTITUDE!!! and seokjin just dismissed the dude's concerns when a prof of his, who's a buddy of jin's, suddenly gave him an F)

seokjin IS student affairs

“no, no. you’re the only one who can help me!! you see, i-i just feel this brotherly connection with you and-“

“we talked once.”

god what did you used to see in this kid??

a crybaby aND an easily-attached personality to him? god it’s like jungkook’s just asking jin to pick on him

jungkook doesn’t seem to pick up how jin’s making it obvious he really doesn’t want to be of help if it has something to do with him

he likes interrupting and jin’s just the perfect match to interrupt him even earlier so now they just sound like one of those dubsmash snippets

“MR. KIM!!! how do you make lunchboxes? i don't know how.”

jeez where are his manners :O aren’t nerds like him supposed to worship the ground that admins walk on,,,

but what did pique his attention is the content of what jungkook just said

.... lunchboxes?

jin doesn’t want to give the kid benefit of the doubt because the last time he did that, you got hurt!!!!

if he has to hear hyeji’s name one more time, he’d really waste no time in stripping jungkook’s name from the honor roll

“remember that time i thought someone was stealing my lunchboxes?” he quizzes jin like it’s his job, clueless how he’s poking the bear even more with where he decides to go with this, “yeah. turns out no one was.”

was that not made clear the first time around!!!!!! he knows for a fact that a uni student would trade a classmate for a pack of gum but nO ONE would go for stealing a lunchbox

no one wakes up one day and decides that they’d steal a lunchbox. literally none

“but then this random girl claimed that it was hers a-and well i-...”

kook pauses to gauge jin’s reaction, clearly seeing now the one brow that’s raised at him

oh so if jungkook just asked him how to make a lunchbox, and he called h-word random,,,, then that would mean-

“i may have hurt the original giver of my lunchboxes at the process.”

.... that means he’s asking how to make a lunchbox for you

well that was a pleasant surprise

seokjin snorts briefly at that, dryly chuckling with his eyes widening to stress out his “non-threat” that’s pretty mUCH a threat

“wow. i might just give you a sanction for that.”

does he think jungkook’s a good person? lol he has to think about that for a month

was he wrong for hurting you that way? ultimately yes

but did he think at some point that jungkook’s completely heartless and wouldn’t try to redeem himself to his senior? no, not completely

but is he still on your team, regardless if the kid begs for mercy and you forgive him? yea a hundred percent :D yoongi and seokjin could never be brought out from your circle

"and you're doing this why?"

this is a no-brainer question for jungkook but the question still spooks him, feeling the chills at his neck that responding to seokjin is like a sTEPPING STONE when it comes to you

lmao if only he knew

"i uh, i just really wanna make this right. i messed up completely and it's pretty much unforgivable, but i atleast wanna try and give my best even if she doesn't forgive me, y'know?"

interesting

"mhmm. right, right."

???

he's still mad but he appreciates that jeon's doing the bare minimum of redeeming himself

speaking of, the poor kid looks like he's pissing himself because he may have just embarrassed himself with how long the silence stretches out

maybe,,, just maybe jin's gonna try and be a bridge this time

but like as soon as jungkook lacks for a fourth of a second, seokjin would BURN that bridge faster than a blink

"well first of all, you buy a lunchbox."

RIGHT RIGHT

:O

jungkook grabs a literal pocket notebook and jin pretends he didn't see that because WHO the hell does that!!!!

"of course... okay, proceed!! i'm taking notes," jungkook nods in understanding, jotting down the very important advice of not ordering from online because you can't smell the material through a screen

p.s. smelling containers before you buy them is a VITAL thing to do!! it already tells you about the quality at the first sniff

"are you buying one?"

"buying one for every day of the week. i'm thinking if i should get extras too-

"good idea. i recommend buying eight."

alright seokjin's mentioning some very specific colors and schemes and jungkook's not complaining!!!

MAYBE HE'S ONTO SOMETHING!!!

"what meals should i make? i don't even know what she likes!! and even if i knew what, how would i make it?"

why is his heart racing

yoongi may have taught you how to do your taxes but jin taught you how to cook food that's more than four steps!!!

he taught you how to not flinch at all when you're frying and that's the equivalent of raising you to be the woman that you are now <3

look at him and yoongi being your best friends!! teaching you about taxes and being unnerved at cooking oil and busting out a smoke ring or two <3

in fact, the lunches you've cooked for jungkook are all inspired and derived by seokjin!!!

the fact that jungkook's plan isn't bad and the way everything pieces together with his insight,,,, goosebumps luv

"....hypothetically? what i think she'd like?"

jungkook eagerly nods with stars in his eyes, fingers gripping onto his pen for dear life as he tries to channel all his listening techniques into this lecture

"get a bigger notepad."

:O

wow

"look at you!!" yoongi gushes the moment he sees you, waiting at you from the front door

you're going back to your classes again :D

you don't look as worse as you did four days ago!! you're not as sluggish and as animated too

"please don't," you snort as yoongi doesn't seem to stop looking at you like you've saved the world, giving no fight when he insists on carrying your backpack to your first class of the day

the past four days,, yeah they were undoubtedly rough

you slept as much as you could and for the moments you weren't dejected enough to be awake, you spent it surrounding yourself with seokjin and yoongi as much as possible

that's the beauty of hanging out them!!! you're not required to have a single thought lmao

except for the time when yoongi wondered aloud how eels even live and die (or if they even do???) in the first place and that sent everyone in a spiral and you didn't think of jungkook for a single seconds

you're not intimidated to go back to regular programming or with the fact that it's nOT unlikely you'd see a glimpse of jungkook in the hall and such

but that does mean that even if you're the bigger person, you're still gonna avoid him for as long as you could

speaking of!!!! you're looking for the person now that you're eager to find

"taehyung!!"

there he is :D you'd recognize that fluffy mop of permed hair anywhere

"y/n!!"

tae jumps over chairs in excitement to finally see you again after being so worried for you, engulfing you in a hug immediately

alright you see why yoongi thinks he's a golden retriever

you're clearly not a touchy-feely person but you'd let this one pass,, tae helped you (even indirectly) throughout your downtime anyways

"thank you so much for the cookies. i tried taking smaller bites just because i didn't wanna have them disappear that easy," you confess sheepishly, knowing how you had to pull the i just got my heart broken like two days ago multiple times so the two menaces would stop stealing from your stash

:D

jungkook's excited!!!! seokjin may have given him a tip that "he felt it in his gut" that you were gonna go to class today

he came a little late because he wanted to perfect the very loaded lunchbox that's in his backpack right now

oh weird

you're not in your usual chair

bUT jungkook sees a glimpse of your hair and he's certain that you're there and his heart may be beating out of his ribcage

a baby peach lunchbox with a sticker (of what seokjin said he thought you'd like) on the middle of the lid :D

pork katsudon with furikake rice aND coffee jelly pudding on the side!!! it was definitely pressure-racking to strictly adhere to jin's recipe but god does it look worth it

jungkook's only did miniature taste tests on it and he had to stop himself from devouring the lunch that he's made specifically for you

the lunchbox itself is tied neatly with a silk wrap, adding his touch of sewing your name visibly on it aND there's a scribble taped to the lid too

god jungkook really can't wait to make it up to you

sheesh that was one of THEE longest lectures you've ever felt you had

it was actually the same amount of time it's always been but maybe you've been out of practice from just staying at your dorm for days

tae's great company but he could be a little bit chatty!!! you just nod when you feel his voice go up and he apparently gets excited by that easily

.... he apparently also has a small bladder and he told you that within the whole hour of class

"hold on. i gotta pee before next period. go without me!!!' taehyung hurriedly slings his backpack to his arm, looking ridiculous in a rush

tae's sometimes unintentionally funny because you don't even share next period anyways

you're on your way to the exit when a shiny scarf catches the corner of your eye, having to squint at it because wow does it look pretty

is that-

is that your nAME???

you pick it up before you could even rationalize it, realizing then what it was wrapping when you feel the warmth on your hands

:")

"sorry i forgot my headband!!!"

taehyung stumbles back into the room, catching his breath to run back to his seat and fetch the headband he took from his hair to play with awhile ago

he looks shocked to see what's on your hands, flicking his gaze between you and the item but he doesn't think much of it

wOW that's a really shiny scarf!!!

"tae?"

"hmm yeah? what's up?"

he's about to jog back to the comfort room because he hasn't really relieved himself yet, not bearing to leave his headband in the room when anyone could snatch it up

you raise your lunchbox, a thankful gaze on your eyes that looks so close to crying which is why tae's mORE than lost now

"thanks for the lunch."

..

.....

jungkook could only helplessly watch.

[harrywritingsbyme]

Branding

Based Off Of This Ask

And This One

This One Too

A/N: So like, I started writing something, but it went to shit so I put it to the side and started on this lil blurb bc I love this concept. It’s hot and stuff with a crappy ending...enjoy🙃

To put it simply, Harry was obsessed with branding you. Whenever he saw you, he wanted to see some type of indication that you were his. He absolutely loved displaying that you were his, not just to everyone around you both, but to himself as well. Yes he was incredibly secure in his relationship with you, and yes he fully recognized and acknowledged that you were your own person. It’s just that Harry couldn’t shake this urge fueled by his possessiveness to brand you. And it didn’t help that you were easily and fully on board with it. You were also very subby which meant that you were always trying to please daddy which meant that you were going to do anything to please daddy, especially if it meant him branding you as his. What was also very unhelpful to the situation was that you carrying around little marks of him was a major turn on. And as a result of branding you as his being such a turn on, Harry was very creative with his methods of branding.

One of his all time favorite methods for branding you would be from the inside. Harry would never get tired of pushing his cock between your delectable walls and fucking into you all the way up to his release. Of course he’d focus in on your pleasure and making sure you fall apart beneath (or above depending on whether or not you were feeling a bit frisky) him. But whenever he got closer and closer to his release an influx of thoughts on where he’d mark you with his cum went through his mind. There were four main spots that never failed to cross his mind in those moments; inside of you and all the way up into your tummy so that you can be filled to the brim with his warm cum, all over your abdomen and thighs or your backside depending on what position he was taking you in so that you can be covered in his sticky cum, all over your face so that he can really make a mess of you, and finally your mouth so that he can watch you swallow every last drop of him. Sometimes he’d venture out into the last three options, but for the most part, Harry stuck to filling you up with his cum. He just couldn’t get enough of filling you all the way up and making the area between your legs a sticky mess. To him, your pussy looked even prettier than it already is when it was dripping and stained with his cum. And on top of that you looked absolutely adorable when you were trying to walk (more like waddle)around trying to keep his cum from pouring down your thighs. This was hands down his favorite way to leave his mark on you.

Another easy and great way Harry’d go about marking you was through your skin. Whenever the two of you would go at it, he’d always make sure to to turn his HS rings inside so that whenever he gripped onto your flesh, he’d leave an indentation of his initials in your skin. He absolutely loved doing this to you. He’d latch onto your thighs, your backside, your throat, your breasts, and any other area of your body. Whenever you were on your back below him and were nearing your release, Harry’d always push his palm down into your lower stomach to intensify your already rumbling release. Not only would this send you into a frenzy, but it would also leave an indentation of his initials right on your stomach which was absolutely perfect to him since he also had a pretty strong breeding kink. He loved doing this so much that he was extremely tempted to go out and buy himself a second set of those rings so that he could leave double the usual amount of his initials all over you.  Besides his rings, Harry also loved going down the route of the classic hickey. Since you bruised easily for the most part, Harry was able to suck the marks into your skin and have them all visible in minuets. Along with marking you up, Harry enjoyed the little game that came along with leaving hicks on you at times. Since he’d leave them mainly around your neck and chest area, you’d always go into a frenzy trying to cover them up if you were supposed to be going out after you guys’ rendevouzs. To which he’d sit back with a smug smirk on his face as he watches you rush to try and cover them. He’d also use the rings in your punishments. If you were being a bad girl, Harry would take you right over his knee hand give your backside a couple firm swats with his initialed rings going in towards his palm. After delivering those swats to your backside, He’d then proceed to massage the warm and stinging flesh while keeping the rings turned inwards to really press those initials into your skin.

Now aside from using his body and rings to mark you, Harry liked to use other accessories to mark you as well.

For starters, you and Harry were obsessed with anal plugs. You had a jeweled plug in just about every color and jewel shape, you had just about every color of the the plugs with the cute little bells on them, and you had just about every color of the fuzzy bunny tail type of plugs. There was even a chain in there if Harry wanted you on your knees for the day. You guys’ collection of princess plugs was so extensive that Harry had to sit you down in his lap and choose which plug you’d wear because you just loved them all. But the one thing you two were missing from your princess plug collection was a monogrammed one. Harry scoured the internet to find the perfect place to make the missing piece of you guys’ collection. He made sure to make the H nice and big so that he could see it simply from lifting up one of those little skirts you were always in. Once he put in the size, color and things of that nature into the form, Harry looks over it once before paying for the custom plug. And for the six or seven weeks weeks, Harry patiently and eagerly awaited the plug. And when it arrived at you guys’ front door, he was quick to undo the package to see it. When he pulls the plug from its packaging, it’s exactly the way he’d hoped. The plug was a cold and shiny with a big H right in the middle of the rounded top. It was absolutely perfect to him, and once you saw it you loved it too. As soon as you saw it, you were already pulling your bottoms down and laying across Harry’s back so that he can insert it into you. Simply watching your tight hole swallow the domed portion of the plug made Harry’s cock stir a bit in his pants. But seeing you plugged up with a big H sticking out was an even bigger turn on. Everything looked perfect. So perfect that Harry couldn’t help but taking you from behind in that moment just to stare at that plug the entire time he rammed himself into you.

Aside from the princess plug, Harry also loved buying custom clothes with his name on them for you. When he saw how good you looked in his shirts that had the embroidered Styles on the lapel, Harry went on a shopping spree. He bought you shirts in your size with the custom Styles embroidery on the lapel, and he bought you some pieces custom lingerie. When he found out that he could have custom pieces made, Harry was right on top of it and he made sure to fuck you in it once the pieces were in his hands. He got designer bras for you with custom Styles tags on the back and his name sewn into the lower band depending on the style, and panties with his first and last name placed right above your cunt. With the lingerie, specifically the panties, it was incredibly hard to not lift your skirts up to sneak a peak at your panties with his name sewn into them. Your pussy was already his, Harry just liked seeing his name on it. He especially loved it when you were a dripping mess in the panties that had his name strewn across the front. His favorite piece of them all was this Gucci thong he’d ordered. He customized everything the way he could’ve possibly wanted. His name was sewn onto the front portion right above your cunt, and there was a tag in the back that had Styles written on it. And when it came to this tag in particular, Harry made sure that it was perfect. Aside from the font and color, Harry made sure to note that he wanted it to be a bit more raised than normal so that after a day of wearing it, you’d have Styles etched into your skin. The first day you wore it, Harry was a complete mess. He was constantly trying to lift your skirt to see how perfect you looked with the itty bitty thong on. He was also getting a good look at his name that was on the material. Harry was beyond excited to see his name etched into your skin later on in the day. And when that time finally rolled around, Harry was a mess. He has you lying flat on the bed with him straddling your thighs from behind.

“Daddy wants to take you from behind do badly darling. Wanna see those pretty new panties I got for you.” He says as he slips his fingers into the tight bands of the thong. From there, he pulls the sliver of fabric that was back there up and as he does, he sees his name in your skin. In that moment, Harry was losing his mind. His cock was going crazy in his pants and he could feel the precum beginning to bead as he stared at the area. He was absolutely in love and made sure to give it to you nice and hard from behind, never once taking his eyes off of you. He even flipped you over to get a better view of his name claiming your cunt as he relentlessly and deliciously fucked into you.

And on that night, and every day and night after it, Harry made sure to fully brand you as his.

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[simeonisalesbian]

💳💥💳💥💳💥 my inner lesbian is kicking in full force because of your blog !! is it okay if i request how the sister's weddings would be? and if it's okay, maybe fem! simeon as well? have a good day/night 💞

*evil laughter* I shall feed all the wlws exactly what they want >:3 Mostly because it is also want I want lmao

Lucifer:

please pull her away from planning the wedding everyone and a while

She's treating it like she treats her paperwork and she's going to pass out from lack of sleep the day of at this rate

she lets you male most of the actual decisions and just does the grunt work of it honestly

She insists that she prefersit this way but she does light up a bit when you ask her to choose the music for the ceremony

She also insists on havinga wedding that doesn't use white as its primary color. She's pretty content with any other color as long as it isnt white

shes extremely stressed on the days leading up to the wedding and will snap at her sisters every chance she gets.

Sometimes its not even their fault she just needs a bit of a punching bag. They silently agreed to put up with it for now though

She plans to wear a suit to the wedding since she just doesn't vibe with the big loud fancy wedding dresses honestly

she looks so relaxed and happy staring at you with all the adoration in the world when the day finally comes

Mammon:

She's honestly so impulsive that if you let her she will just elope as soon as you say yes

If you do want a big ceremony thought let her know she won't mind either way

she promises to help you plan everything but please double check the price on everything she picks

she will bankrupt you both trying to make the biggest shiniest wedding imagable

just gently remind her that more expensive doesn't always mean better

she does does want the primary color to be gold but she'll happily change it if you don't like it

Hell she'll throw out all her ideas if you don't like them honestly

she plans on wearing a suit with all sorts of sparkles on it.

has a big sappy smile on her face the whole day. Though she doesn't cry a lil bit during the actual ceremony which she'll deny of course

Leviathan:

She doesn't want a big wedding. That's her biggest thing honestly. The last thing she wants is to have a panic attack on your wedding day

she did suggest one somewhere by the sea weather it be a beach or just a cliff by the water. She'll leave the specific location to you.

does bring up the concept of a cosplay wedding. Her sisters of course are against it though.

The compromise is a TSL themed wedding. Leviathan has enough knowledge of the series to make it as subtle or outright as you'd prefer of course

She honestly doesn't know wether to wear a suit or a dress. So she asks you which you plan to wear so she can pick the opposite

The day of its a battle to keep Levi from panicking and running off. She's just really concerned your gonna change your mind or end miserable or-

Her sisters are doing everything in their power to keep her grounded don't worry.

when she is finally at the alter with you she's switching between stating at you with the most lovestruck gaze and anxiously fidgeting

You were 100% certain she was going to pass out when you kissed but by some miracle she managed to hold it together

Satan:

she wants her wedding to be pretty traditional tbh.

It still takes so much planning though because your wedding will be Perfect.

she isn't going to settle for anything less.

Her sisters had to hold her back when the flowers the were delivered were wrong at first.

She did spend days debating whether to wear a suit or a dress. Eventually gave up and decided on one that's a mix of both.

Asmodeus does help with picking out the outfit though so don't worry about Satan’s lack of fashion sense

she is the only sister who actually followed the "don't see your SO the morning of your wedding" rule.

Just barely though. She'd stand in the doorway covering her eyes just so she could talk to you for a while

She's blushing with a soft smile the whole ceremony. She also tears up a bit but I wouldn't really call it crying

Asmodeus:

She's says she wants a big wedding. But she'll of course change that I'd you aren't comfortable with that

she wants lots of flowers. They're just so pretty and she wants this wedding to be the most beautiful wedding so lots of flowers

This being said it might work better to just have an out door wedding so the flowers get some fresh air and you aren’t stuck in a room filled with pollen

She's also a pain to deal with since her emotions are running all over the place.

one second she's yelling at someone because the table cloths are the wrong color and the next she's crying cus she's so excited to be married to you

The whole "don't see the bride's dress" thing goes out the window because she both wants to help you and wants you to help pick out her dress

like the wedding she wants the biggest dress imagable

that is until you joke you won't be able to reach her to give her a kiss if she has a dress that big and poofy

She'll still have a big dress just one that's much more reasonable now

she is going to have to be removed from you numerous times the day of because she just has to help with your hair and makeup

Her sisters are this close to just locking her in her room to get her ready honestly

she'll be glued to your side the entire day just so thrilled that you're finally married

Beelzebub:

She's stress eating enough to feed an entire country while planning stuff

Lucifer does have to chain up the fridge at somepoint just so they have enough food to last the week

She's also working out a bunch to try to burn off all the food she ate.

Just try to sit her down for a bit so she can help plan and not focus on her stomach

She doesn't know much about the actual theme and stuff since it honestly doesn't matter much to her

she's happy to go with what ever you pick. She trusts your judgment after all

she thrives in choosing the menu though

not only will you have the biggest and best cake but the rest of the food the will be the best thing that you've ever tasted

There is a secret second cake just incase the first cake isn't enough. It's always good to be prepared.

she's a bit anxious that her dress won't fit the day of because how how much she's been munching on stuff so she has a bigger back up suit just in case.

she does cry during the ceremony just cus she thinks you're so perfect and she will tell you as much.

Belphegor:

also asked if you just wanted to elope. It would have been a lot less work.

She honestly doesn't put in a lot of effort making choices for the wedding.

it's not from lack of trying though. All the choices and options and stressing her out a bit and it's too much

that and she just wants to be married already damn it

she does put in a few ideas though

for instance a night sky themed wedding. There could be both human world and Devildom constellation themed things.

she also teases her sisters with uninviting them anytime they annoy her.

She won't actually uninvite them she just likes seeing them all panicked

Insists you bring Beel for taste testing the food choices since her twin arguably has the best palate

She was apparently half asleep when picking out her dress because on the day of she immediately starts complaining that it's to heavy and that she can't even walk in it.

Luckily Levi could just remove a few layers of the underskirt making it quite a bit lighter.

she looks like she's about to fall asleep a few times throughout the day but she does manage to stay awake

though the dance was a close call since she just kinda leaned only you mumbling nonsense about how much she adored you like she was half asleep

+ Bonus Simeon:

She also plans on a pretty traditional wedding honestly

Though she is pretty open to change.

at first she wanted to have the wedding in a church or even the celestial realm

but she also wanted the others to be comfortable so opted to let you choose somewhere else

Luke and Barbatos make cupcakes to go along with the actual cake

also Luke is the flower girl it's not optional

She's pretty laid back the entire planning process and her stress only shows a little bit when things were a bit off during the rehearsals

you were almost certain she was going to smite Mammon for accidentally spilling her drink

she does follow all the traditional ways of "don't see the bride's dress" and "don't see them the morning of" though she does try to text you the whole morning up until the actual ceremony

she absolutely adores you and smiles at you the entire day.

[talkfastromance4]

a weekend away--Luke&Lily oneshot

A/N: just a cute little something and a catch up on our flower family🙂

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: talks of pregnancy, a lot of cute baby stuff

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Luke&Lily Masterlist

Enjoy!☺️

••••••

“I don’t think we should go,” you tell Luke for the hundredth time while you’re packing your weekend bag. The girls’ bags have already been packed along with their swimsuits and other pool toys. 

Luke’s arms fell slack into his suitcase, he was in the process of folding his favorite red caravan t-shirt. He looks up at you and you admire him for a moment ahead of your worry. His hair is pulled back in the middle of his head in a bun, a few strands frame his face. He’s kept his beard for a while now you can’t even remember what he looks like without it. 

“Y/N, we’ve discussed it with Dr. Wilson, Oliver is where he should be. His heart is strong,” he moves in front of you resting his hands on your tense shoulders. “His oxygen levels are good, he’s eating and sleeping longer through the night. And we have the pediatric staff near the compound in case we need them.”

“I just want to make sure he’s safe,” your fingers play with the hoodie strings hanging in front of Luke’s chest. 

“I know, lovie, I do too. We’ll be with him the whole time.”

“What if someone asks to hold him? I’m not ready for that yet and I don’t want them to think I don’t trust them,” you shake your head vehemently. 

“I know, I know,” he hushes and starts to rub at your shoulders. His fingers rub up to your neck and below your ears, twisting at the tension placed there. “They’ll understand, lovie. Besides, Violetta will be there and I’m sure Cory and Ella are looking forward to some adult time.”

You sigh and close your eyes letting him continue his ministrations on your tense muscles. 

“I know you’re right, this is the first time he’s going to be away from home since we brought him here. And it’s only been a few months. All of his stuff is here.”

“We’re going to bring it along. Crystal made sure there’s beds for the girls and bassinets for the babies. We’re all a family,” he smiles and kisses your forehead. “Okay?”

“Okay,” you whisper, then wrap your arms around his waist. He hugs you to him tightly and you find comfort easily in his embrace. Your body relaxes but your mind is going haywire with any and all outcomes that could happen. 

**

“Mama look!” Posy shouts when you’re all at The Big Bearian. She ran to the wide glass sliding doors and pointed out the window of the pool below her. There were already floaties moving lazily around in the water. 

“And a slide!” Lily exclaims joining her sister, their noses pressed against the glass. 

“A slide? I call going down first,” Ashton says, dropping his and KayKay’s bags on the floor. 

The rest of the adults shuffle in behind you with Luke bringing up the rear carrying Oliver in his car seat. He slept the whole way here. 

“Me too! Me too!” Posy claps her hands and jumps up and down in her spot. 

“First, we need to have lunch,” you say standing in between your girls. You brush your fingers over their hair lightly. “Then we need to find your rooms, my babies.”

“Then can we swim?” Lily pouts up at you. 

“We’ll see,” you smile. 

All of you split up for the first few hours getting rooms situated while you  got lunch sorted with the help of Lily. When you cut up the vegetables, she placed them on the plate by color. The rest of the family entered the kitchen, Posy was in Ashton’s arms and Luke sidled up next to you, his hands on your waist.

“How is he?” you ask, watching as the others go down the food line you assembled for sandwich making. 

“He was starting to wake up a little but it’s almost his lunchtime, too,” Luke grins, picking up a plate. 

“I’ll go in there soon and feed him,” you sigh, watching everyone. 

Crystal is holding Violetta in her arms, bouncing her lightly and kissing her cheeks. Violetta is three months old and she really looks a lot like Ella, but you can see Cory in her face as well. Then you remembered the bassinets Crystal had promised.

“Is he in the bassinet? There is one in the room, right?”

“I kept him in his carrier for now and yes, it’s right by the bed. Try to relax this weekend?” he ducks his head down to give you a soft kiss. You melt into him.

“I hope you guys are using protection. Give yourselves a break before baby number three comes along,” Calum teases taking a big bite out of his sandwich.

“Cal,” Luke sighs, pulling away from you.

“Protection of what?” Lily looks up at her favorite uncle. 

You, Luke, and Cory all shoot glares at Calum whose eyes are wide. Cory is closer to him so he smacks the back of his head. 

“Ow!”

“Thanks for that,” Cory shakes his head then turns to Lily. “Mommies and daddies need to be careful sometimes before they have a baby. You don’t have to worry about it though, okay Lils?”

“Okay,” she chirps, then moves to the table to sit next to Ella. You, Luke, and Cory exchange looks of relief that she dropped the topic so quickly. 

**

“Mama can we swim noww?!” Posy whines.

“Eat your last grape,” you nod to her plate and she pops the small triangular cut piece in her mouth. 

“Thank you. Now we need to find your swimsuit,” you say trying to stand but you just started feeding Oliver. He was tucked to your breast under the wrap you had around yourself. 

“I got it lovie, you're busy,” Luke touches your shoulder gently then lifts Posy in his arms. “Let’s get you changed my little fish.”

“I not a fish!” Posy giggles when Luke tickles her belly and leaves the kitchen/dining area.

“Do you want to go swimming, Lily?” you ask her.

“I can pull you in the unicorn floaty,” Cal smiles and her eyes light up.

“Okay! Can Olly come?” she asks, looking at you.

“Oops, we need to put Vi down,” Ella says as Violetta lets out a mangled and tired cry. “I might take a nap myself.”

“I’ll come with, I’m beat from driving,” Cory stands then stretches his arms above his head. He kisses Lily’s head when she skips past him to stand in front of you.

“He’s too small to go swimming,” you explain gently to Lily. “But we can sit and watch you in the water.”

“Okay mama, I’ll show him how I can swim underwater!”

“Go ask dada to help you, okay?”

“I’m already in my suit so I’ll meet you all out there,” Ashton stands. “Coming babe?”

“I’ll help Crys clean up,” KayKay shakes her head. “You guys have fun.”

“Guess I’ll go change,” Cal sighs and leaves the room.

Crystal and KayKay start gathering plates and then Michael sits next to you, he gives you a small smile.

“How’s my buddy doing?”

“Good. I was nervous to come but Luke convinced me.”

“I’m glad he did. It wouldn’t have been the same without you all here,” he folds his arms over his chest in a makeshift hug. He looks to Crystal and KayKay who are chatting by the sink. 

“What’s wrong?” you nudge him with your elbow being careful not to jostle Oliver.  

“Nothing, nothing,” he shrugs, shaking his head but his eyes are still on Crystal. 

“Mike,” you give him a look and he sighs heavily.

“Crystal and I are trying to have a baby,” he informs quietly.

“Really?! Oh, that’s so exciting!”

“Yeah, it was at first,” he winces, his eyes a sad green. “We thought she was pregnant but it turned out to be a false positive.”

“When did you start trying? If I can ask.”

“Of course, you can ask, you’re the leader of most kids around here,” he chortles and scratches at his scruff. “Um, I think a few weeks ago? Yeah, the end of last month.”

“Sometimes it takes a few tries, Luke and I tried for months for Oliver and nothing was happening. And now look,” you glance down at his small form beneath the wrap. Michael smiles at his nephew. “Is Crystal stressed about it?”

“I don’t think so, just me.”

“Don’t put so much pressure on yourself. Just...enjoy the process.” You both laugh awkwardly. “Sorry for the talk of your sex life.”

“Please, I’ve heard enough about yours, it’s only fair.”

“You’re joking.”

“Nope, Luke wouldn’t shut up about it when you first started dating.”

“That’s embarrassing,” you mutter, then rub his arm affectionately. “It’ll happen when it’s supposed to, and when it does, you two are going to be amazing parents.”

“Thanks Y/N.” 

You adjust Oliver from under the wrap and rest his head gingerly on your shoulder. Your fingers tap on his back.

“I’m going to have a talk with my husband,” you say absentmindedly.

“Don’t mention my name.”

“I’ll blame Cal. Oh! There’s a good burp, baby boy.”

“He’s gotten bigger since the last time I saw him.”

“He’s eating a lot more now, too,” you boast proudly. 

“Is he going to nap now that he ate?”

“Probably, so he won’t be that entertaining.”

“I’ll go see if Crystal needs help.”

He leaves you be and as you’re in the process of shifting Oliver back in the crook of your arm, he spits up a little.

“Oops, ate a little too fast, huh?” you reach into his back for a burp rag when you hear Posy’s excited shouts. They must be on their way to the pool. She runs past you through the back door but Luke or Calum aren’t anywhere in sight.

“Posy! Luke!” you shout trying to stand up but your feet are tangled in the bag and then pairs of hands are on you. You look to see Crystal holding you and Michael’s hand is cupping Oliver’s small head. “Posy is by the pool by herself--I need to--LUKE! Take him!”

You hand Oliver off to Michael and run out the door taking the stairs two or three at a time, you aren’t sure but you’re flying. On the last step your ankle rolls a little and your heart is pounding in your ears, adrenaline pulsing through your veins. 

Posy is screaming. You’re screaming. Luke is screaming behind you and then he collides into you when you turn the corner to see Posy in Ashton’s arms. She’s giggling and Ashton looks up at you like a dog with his tail between his legs. 

“Hi mama!”

“Posy Mae.”

She stops giggling, her dimples disappear at the tone of your voice. She knows it’s the ‘I did something bad’ voice. Ashton moves through the water to the edge of the pool where you and Luke are standing. The two of you kneel on the deck and Ashton hands Posy over to you. 

“Posy Mae look at me,” your voice shakes from fear of what could have happened. Posy looks up at you, her lower lip jutting out. “What are mama and daddy’s rules about the pool?

“Can’t be by myself,” she whispers through a sniff and you wipe at the round tears rolling down her cheeks. 

“Don’t you do that again. You wait until me or daddy, Uncle Ash, or Aunt Kaykay or anybody are with you, okay?” you cup her face so her eyes stay trained on you, she nods. “You scared mama.”

You pull her into your arms and she latches hers around your neck tightly.

“Sorry mama.”

“We don’t want you to get hurt, bug,” Luke strokes her cheek delicately. 

You give her multiple kisses to the side of her head and cheeks before pulling away. You smile at her.

“You stay with Uncle Ash while we get your floaties now, all right?” You give her one more kiss before handing her over to Ashton again. 

“Good thing I was already down here,” Ashton says and sets Posy onto his back. He holds onto her hands that are under his neck. 

“I was going to jump in if you weren’t,” you exhale then turn to Luke. “What even happened?”

“She got too excited about the unicorn and floaty and ran off before I could catch her. I was about to jump over the rails and break my neck for her,” he shakes his head. 

“Yeah, I almost broke my ankle on the last step,” you flex your foot and wince at the slight discomfort. You take Luke’s hand and start up the stairs again where you see everyone is standing. 

“What happened?” Calum asks. 

“Is she okay?” Michael asks and you smile at the sight of Oliver in his arms. 

“She’s okay, Ashton’s with her,” Luke sighs. “Do I need to check your foot, lovie?” 

“I’m fine,” you shake your head and move into the house to get Lily and Posy’s floaties.

***

The rest of the day was spent by the pool and you couldn’t find it within you to take Oliver away from Michael and Crystal. They would switch off holding him and from what he shared with you earlier, it warmed your heart to see them loving on him. 

Crystal would rub at his soft peach fuzz hair and Michael would talk quietly to him when he was nestled on his chest. Lily and Posy were having a blast in the pool with their uncles and not too long after, KayKay joined them. 

Posy loved running her fingers over KayKay’s buzzed haircut because it “felt fuzzy and tickled.” Lily would chase Calum in her unicorn floaty and when she caught up to him he would pull her as fast as he could through the water. 

You and Luke sat next to Michael and Crystal, your foot you rolled rested on Luke’s lap as he rubbed it. 

When dinner rolled around, the guys prepared the grill food while you and the girls made salads and cooked the rolls in the oven. Ella had Violetta wrapped around her torso while she worked and you smiled each time Violetta peeked her head up. 

After dinner it was only customary to have smores on the upper deck where the fire pit was. Oliver went to bed just as the sun was setting but you had the monitor next to you while you helped Lily with her marshmallow. She shared her sweet treat with Calum while Posy sat on Ella’s lap. 

“For you my love,” Luke holds a smore in front of your mouth. 

“Am I supposed to take a bite?” you laugh.

“Yes,” he chuckles.

You open your mouth and take a big bite, graham cracker crumbs tumble down your chin and you feel melted chocolate on your lips. Luke takes the seat next to you and takes his own bite, a big grin on his lips. 

“Good?”

“Messy,” you nod.

“C’mere,” he motions you forward. He rubs the chocolate and graham cracker from your lips, licks it off and then captures your lips with his. He tastes like chocolate and is a little sticky from the marshmallow but it gives you butterflies nonetheless. 

“Don’t you two ever keep your hands off each other?” Calum groans from across the fire. 

“You’re just jealous,” Ashton scoffs. 

“I am, have some pity on my single heart.” 

Your laughter breaks the kiss you and Luke are sharing. After a while, when Lily and Posy are asleep in Cory and Ashton’s laps respectively, you and Luke decide to take your girls to bed. Posy is half asleep when you change her into her pajamas and Lily crawls into the small bed they’re sharing very slowly. 

You and Luke kiss your girls goodnight, leave on a nightlight and then move next door to your room where Oliver is still fast asleep. 

“What an eventful day, huh?” Luke yawns loudly, settling into your bed. 

“I hope this is all that happens.” 

“Knowing our big group, I highly doubt that,” he smiles and pulls you to his chest. 

“It’s going to be a long weekend.”

“Maybe we can leave the kids here and go get some massages.”

“Mm, that sounds nice.”

“A weekend away with you is always nice,” he kisses your forehead and soon you’re fast asleep.

****

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[angelhummel]

I’m watching the new Cinderella movie jesus take the wheel

why bother with rhythm nation when glee already did it better. you could never

why bother with somebody to love when glee and ella enchanted and happy feet did it better

the costumes are ugly as fuck. it looks like when you’re a kid and you’re dressing your lil barbies up to go to a party and there’s no cohesion you’ve just got 50 different bright colorful dresses and you’re slapping em on willy nilly

and of course ella’s running around town in the modern day equivalent of just her bra but they also have power tools so i don’t think they’re going for historical accuracy 

i think i’ve genuinely laughed twice. once was just with idina’s line delivery and then when the prince said “we’ll grow old, into our forties” 

also if they’re broke why does ella have so much fabric and bling for her dresses

camila sounds fucking awful lmao. i don’t mind a lil vocal fry if it’s in the moment and adds to the performance but if it’s every fucking line then i think you just can’t sing. and she’s moving her mouth way too much for the lack of energy in the audio

literally everything is so fucking insincere. every single line is either #GirlBoss or anti girl boss to prove a point about how girl bossness is truly the way to go

and don’t worry we got something about women give birth and run households so they can run businesses or whatever. pussy power babe

the stepmother threw a tiny bit of ink on ella’s dress to ruin it. so anticlimactic. ella could’ve put a flower over it, turned it around, worn it inside out, worn a shawl, who gives a shit. the scene in the cartoon is so dramatic no one will ever touch it

i want to step on these cgi mice

Billy’s outfit is my favorite so far. The bar is on the ground but I like it

wait the mice talk and have boy voices but also she thinks the mice are girls. why. what is the purpose of that. what shallow commentary on gender does “i thought mice are girls and rats are boys” make. UPDATE: the mice sound like just squeaks to her so she can’t hear them. ok.

also am i dumb or was missy elliott supposed to be in this. i guess she got out while she still had a chance

the costumes at the ball are a little nicer. i love some sparkly ball gowns

oh okay a third laugh when the cellist smashed her cello then immediately pulled out a second identical cello and the crowd gasped

the prince has a little sister that looks like kit kittredge cersei lannister girlboss

and of course the queen girlboss has like starving peasants and income inequality in the kingdom but her making a statement is wanting to be equal with her king. like she was measuring throne sizes. that’s her arc

she commented on the king’s taller throne and i thought it would be funny if they zoomed out and it was sitting up on books to make him taller. but they didn’t do that he just had a bigger throne made i guess 

they had like a greek chorus moment but it was just in one scene so far and really awkward

we’ve cut away from ella and the prince like five times to focus on stupid human mice nonsense for what. was it in james cordon’s contract that he had to have a minimum amount of screen time or he wouldnt do it

the songs aren’t great but they’re my favorite part cause it means i dont have to hear this awful dialogue 

also like they really copied miss evie descendants bc she invented being a girlboss princess fashion designer dress maker. get some new material, champ

also also copied into the woods cinderella “my father’s house was a nightmare. yours was a dream. now i want something in between” like why even bother

of course the stepmother has to have some sympathetic backstory. bc women can’t be villains or capable of bad things they can only be jaded girlbosses who were gaslit and gatekept and now are sad

okay the stepmother’s original song was probably my favorite. it sounded like something i’ve heard before but oh well it was nice

is pierce gonna sing sos or what

oh he did sing it was kind of funny kind of ... but i liked that the horse was freaking out. nice callback to mamma mia. not that there was a horse in that but everyone was spooked 

this costume person must’ve hated idina bc that final outfit was offensive

Umm okay so that was the movie. Wasn’t it something. Idk I love “so bad it’s good” films but this was just bad. Like it’s not even fun to watch as a spectacle like when you wanna watch something just to make fun of it. It was just bleh

I guess I recommend if you’re curious or if you just wanna shit on it. But also I recommend Disney’s cartoon Cinderella, Brandy’s Cinderella, Into The Woods, Ella Enchanted, Ever After, and Hilary Duff in A Cinderella Story. This was not needed in the least 😬😬

UPDATE: So several different people are like “people are taking it too seriously it’s not supposed to be oscar worthy it’s supposed to be fun” like sis i get it but it’s not fun either 😐 there are plenty of good bad movies out there to put on and have a blast but this ain’t it. this isn’t mamma mia this is mamma mia 2

[shanitani]

CHAPTER 3: BAD B*TCHES

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👩🏽‍💻: lol did y’all miss me? im still on hiatus for maybe a good two weeks until summer srry<\3. but to make up for it I made this chapter hella long.

“Damn their water pressure is good.” You mumbled softly, turning off the faucet. The boy had a cleaner bathroom than you had expected, in comparison to the ones in America - he was almost cleaner than yourself. You wiped the fog from the glass admiring your damp face for a moment, fully indulging in the fact that you were really in Japan.  

You slipped on your pajamas, the bottoms hugged at the figure well and unfortunately so did the tank top Mitsuki put out for you. You had no problem wearing it around by yourself, but you had to take into account there was a boy you had never met before living there as well. It didn’t help that Midnight never gave you any descriptions about the boy as well, so it was obvious how high alert you were.

You grabbed your belongings, turning the music down to a soft hum in volume before turning off the bathroom light. The cold air hit your damp warm one before clearing your vision to see the teenage boy you had been wondering about the day you got your acceptance email. You both stared in awe, you took in his muscular arms due to training, the light ruffle of his blonde hair, his mouth fixated in a frown, and his piercing red eyes.

It wasn’t as if he wasn’t looking at you either, your skin glistening under harsh light, your hair lightly tied back with a hair tie, the familiar smell he smelt minutes before now more concentrated and easier to name. He dared not to look at your figure-hugging the waistband of the pajamas, trying to rip his glare away fast enough. He grunts, beginning the doorknob, “You better have had left my bathroom the way you saw it.”

You frowned furring your brows, “Duh I did. And hello to you too.” you scoffed looking down at your phone in an attempt to make the situation less awkward. The blonde boy let out a groaned out “hey” before opening his door, and closing it in the same breath. “Rude ass,” you mumbled under your breath before heading downstairs back to your room. 

“You met him?? TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED” Imani squealed putting her elbows on her crisscrossed legs looking in awe behind the screen. You smiled at her eagerness to know the boy, though you didn’t think he was all that. “Well he’s pretty muscular, um tall, he’s blonde and rude as fuck.” You rolled your eyes at your last sentence as you simultaneously put your belongings in your new backpack for tomorrow.

“Okayyy he could work! You gotta fierce Lil attitude too so it’ll work out fine.” Imani flashed you a smirk - knowing you couldn’t hit her from Japan. “Oh shut up Mani! you know if I was there I’d slap your ass right now.” you pointed your middle finger towards the camera, giving her a nice view of your white acrylic nails. “Exactly why ima act out now rather than next year.” She huffed, turning off her led lights looking back at her best friend. “I’m gonna miss you tomorrow, school’s gonna be so boring.” You whined thinking about the worst scenario known to come. If they were anything like Bakugo, well you were going to be entirely fucked. “I will too. But stop making me sad about it! We gone see each other soon.” Mani kissed the phone foreshadowing a kiss to your cheek, you smiled doing the same motions as her before ending the call and rolling over to fall asleep.

“I better like these people, Nah they better like me....” you shut your eyes, anxious for your first day to start.

The next day came, as Mitsuki dropped you and Bakugou off. You expected him to at the least show you to where you needed to be - but instead he slung his backpack to the side , not giving you a glimpse of attention your way. “One day im gone beat his ass up.” you took a breathe trying to find the dorm rooms, only to be met with a man right in front of you.

“Hi, [L/N] nice to finally meet you.” The tired-looking man shook your hand motioning you into the dorms. “As you know we enroll all students into the dorms for their safety because of accidents that have happened in previous years.” you nodded looking at the huge building with high ceilings and pillars inside. The man showed you around to the necessities like the gym, commons room, the classrooms, and finally to your dorm room. “I forgot to mention, but you probably know me. I’m Aizawa, and I’ll be teaching you along with class 1A. Today we just want you to prepare your dorm room so you can sleep easy tomorrow - I won’t lie to you, it won’t be easy.” he shrugged giving you the keys to your dorm.

You thanked the man before opening the room, as said in the description - the rest of your belongings were stacked to the side of your room along with your mattress to the right of it and a desk to the left. “Might as well put on music.” you thought to yourself, scrolling through the millions of playlists before finally reaching the one you wanted. 

“Yeah, this will take a while.”

Putting on the comforter of the bed, and adding the last of your pictures on the wall; you flopped onto your bed feeling a slight headache arrive. You groaned wiping your forehead, looking out the window to see the sun almost come to a set. “How long do these children work? Seems like their school hours are a whole part-time job.” before you could laugh at your inner joke, you heard the loud door creak open before the kids voiced roamed the hallways.

You shifted uncomfortably on your bed, knowing that they knew you arrived. It wasn’t like you didn’t want to meet them. You just didn’t want to do the same cycle of meeting new friends again - it was a hassle and you were fine with the ones you had in America. You took a deep breath trying to regain your thoughts, “They won’t even know I’m here. It’s alright.” you repeated to yourself trying to make the anxiety slowly creep up disappear. 

“Yeah she’s here now stop asking me about her, you wanna talk to her go right there.” you heard the familiar huffed voice described as Bakugous. You could tell he pointed towards your dorm the way a teenage girl laughed, hearing the footsteps come closer and closer towards your room. “Shit.” you jumped off the bed, fixing your hair making sure to make a good impression no matter who it may be. That’s when the footsteps stopped, and a light knock was met at your door.

you opened the door to a girl squealing, “Hi!” a curly haired girl engulfed you into a hug making you step back giggling at her eagerness, “Hey! your hair smells nice.” you hugged her back, finally stepping back to get a look of her. Her hair was the same color as her skin - pink, that you could only assume was the cause of her quirk. However, she did have black features that made you believe she was Blasian. 

“Mina stop harassing the new girl! it’s only her first day. Hello I’m Momo!” A black haired girl came waving her hand at you, she looked beautiful - you were almost intimidated by her stunning features feeling a tad insecure once side by side. 

“Oh no worries!” you giggled sitting on the edge of your bed motioning for them to come in more. “How’s your first day been?” Mina sat at the other edge of your bed looking at you with huge eyes, “Honestly, kind of boring. also confusing since this place is huge. Way bigger than the schools in America” you motioned towards out your door foreshadowing the commons room.

“America? that’s where you’re from?” Momo chimed in walking towards your desk chair to sit down. You nodded, “Mhm, California.” Mina gasped - “California! You’re so lucky!” you laughed at her bubbly attitude that was a bit similar to your bestfriends at home. “Trust me you wouldn’t want to be there, I’m here for a reason aren’t I” you smirked nudging her shoulder slightly.

“ Wow, How long will you be staying?” “One year.” you shrugged looking off in your dorm window. “Well I hope you love it here, hopefully become a pro.” Momo smiled at you genuinely, and you couldn’t help but fall in love with her persona. Before you could speak again you heard a knock on your door and small murmurs behind your door, Momo opened the door slightly, only hearing a faint “Yall better not embarrass me. I’m serious” before she opened the door all the way to the boys.

“Shut the hell up Momo.” one yellow haired boy lightheartedly says before leaning on your wall and catching your eyes. “Hey! I’m sero and this is Denki. Nice to meet you.” Sero extended his hand to yours to shake, “Wassup Sero, Hi Denki.” you smiled at the other boy.

“Damn, so this is why Bakugo didn’t want to show you off huh.” Denki came closer to you, taking in your features. “Or he just don’t like me” you scoffed thinking about his arrogant characteristics from Sunday. “Well that’s good, less people to compete against.” Denki sat next to you on the edge of your bed fully focused onto you. You smiled taking observations to his flirtatious personality.

No matter Denki giving you his full and undivided attention, Sero caught your eye the moment he walked in the door. You looked Sero up and down, his outfit caught your full attention. He wore the UA uniform required yet paired with grey Jordans and a silver chain dangling from his neck, it was no understatement that he was a very attractive boy. “Why you standing there all quiet, Sero? you obviously came up here for something.” you jokingly stated - trying to start some conversation with the boy.

“Tried to see if you were really what all the hype was about.” He shrugged coming up near you to overpower your figure, your heart raced as he looked down upon you smirking, he knows he fine chile. “They were definitely right.” He smirked looking at you with low eyes.

“Y’all are the most flirtatious boys I know. Swear I can’t take yall no where.” Momo grabbed the two boys by their collard shirts making them groan in displeasure earning a laugh from you - only to make them groan in embarrassement. 

“Bye boys.” you wave them off as Momo literally kicked them out your dorm, before closing it in front of them. “I like you” you pointed to her, making her eyes widen, while her cheeks grew into a blush before smiling. “Now how did you make a better impression than me and I came here first.” Mina flopped onto your bed frowning. “Don’t worry girl I like you too.” you slapped her thigh in a friendly manner.

“Alright you two enough talking, get back to your dorms. You all have a long day tomorrow.” Aizawa yelled through the door with his usual tired voice before shuffling off to his room closing the door. “Guess I’ll see you tommorow [Y/N]!” Mina skipped off towards your door “Yes! see you tomorrow” Momo opened the door looking back once more “Bye boo’s!” you called out before the closed your door.

You turned on your led lights in substitute for the harsh lighting in your dorm, shuffling off into your bed. you looked off onto your wall looking at the pictures you stuck to them, “Damn, I miss you Imani” your hand grazed upon the picture of you and Imani sticking up the middle finger to a flashing camera with your phones in one hand and a red cup in the other - a party you both went to knowing damn well you weren’t supposed to be there.

You turned towards the other way of your bed shutting your eyes - anticipating for the long day ahead of you, and meeting the rest of your class tomorrow morning.

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[sanchoyo]

danny phantom episode 4-7 Thoughts: (under a readmore because, these got kinda long!)

-the outfit danny had to buy for dash's party. CLASSIC 2000S i cannot stop laughing. And also showing up to the party and everyone is dressed like the trio is hilarious. and further proof that everyone looks good dressed goth.

-dash has a closet full of cute lil bear plushies?? LOVE that. adorable. also his response to danny trashing his room fighting a ghost was SO valid if somone BROKE MY BED IN HALF ID BE PISSED TOO.

-technus being like 'oh smart, u should be a tutor!' then later being like 'forget tutor, be a teacher!' :) supportive king <3 I also really like his upgraded suit/design. AND SPOCK CAMEO??? HELLO??

-the music in this show is super. its so funky. I looked it up and the guy who does it, guy moon (awesome name) also did music for other cartoons like fairly odd parents, barnyard, chalkzone, billy & mandy, AND some actual movies like FIGHT CLUB??? the whiplash I got from reading that)

-sam being rich explains a lot about her, actually.

-I know the moral of the episode was supposed to be 'dont ditch your friends for popular people/spend a lot of money on clothes that arent You to Fit In'. but tbh. it wouldve been easy for danny to have been like 'well, okay, ill come but only if my friends can!' but I get. that hes 14. so. not a lot to say there.

-BOX GHOST IS BACK!!!!! also, danny sitting up and wearing the dress/wig/makeup. umm thats how I dress everyday LMFAO. unironically me. (hate the jokes that boil down to 'haha funney man in dress' tho. but this is a look)

-jazz being protective of her brother once again being like NOOO YOU GUYS BETTER NOT STAKE OUT HIS (actually haunted) LOCKER!! shes aware of how people perceive him and she wants to help :( which is also probably why she told dash to invite him to that party even tho she had no interest in going!! she wants to help him out :(

-gotta say im with tucker on the whole 'should danny use his powers to get back at bullies' debate. 100% yes. let him teach kids to fight back. making dash throw his food at paulina out of the blue? no. but when hes actually about to pick on someone? yeah! for self defense? YEAH! if dash and his friends just threw food at him, I think rather than. idk doing sneaky shit with frogs he couldve just threw it back and not pulled punches if they tried to fight. I kNOOWWW its a kids show so they are like 'if u fight back ur just as bad!! violence bad!!' but. theyre HIS POWERS. WHO CARES.

-like my only gripe is that dash really isnt LEARNING ANYTHING WHEN DANNY GETS BACK AT HIM IN THE MOST PETTY INDIRECT WAYS. whatever they had to add a bully psa episode I guess. I hate it and I hate the way cartoons usually handle it because these methods simply Do Not Work. 'aND YouRE USinG YOur poWErs FOR EVill???!' this is Not Evil. even when poindexter takes dannys body, theyre only being 'nice' bc hes stealing soda for them!! bitches deserve what they get (nothing too brutal bc theyre high schoolers but damn, if they pick on danny he doesnt need to be the 'bigger person' he needs to start biting people)

-SAM TRYING TO SMUGGLE FROGS OUT OF THE BIO LAB?? girl in middle school when we had to dissect frogs we could opt out, also, they came to us already dead and preserved...

-sidney's lingo and the fact hes in black and white is sending me. also, danny is a ghost celebrity apparently for being a halfa?? ok. thats interesting to know

-the DENTIST BEING EXCITED ABOUT THE COTTON CANDY FLOOD IS THE FUNNIEST THING SO FAR.

-I LOOOVE the trope of 'wishes gone wrong'. not crazy about the stereotypical genie, or the use of the dreamcatcher looking design. (also, I KNOW theyre scientists but the way theyre handling a cold...are the fentons ANTIVAX)

-the genie. she. whitewished paulina. JKASDFHKJ. (the ghost literally just being hello kitty???? im dying) 'why do i feel that im special and wonderful? because I AM! <3' paulina ilu self worth queen. felt bad for her also getting possessed by (2) boys later who were arguing INSIDE HER. WTF.

-imagine being the guy trapped in his now flying car. he thought danny and tucker were HALUCINATIONS. imagine being trapped in a flying car with two, what you think are imaginary arguing 14 year olds convinced ur gonna die. i WOULD say this dude is gonna need so much therapy, but he seemed totally fine and excited when they landed (I would be happy too if a chicken was on my head. chickens rule) stoner rights

-sam's bat slippers??? iconic. SO cute.

-I think desiree's backstory is so :( do all ghosts have messed up sad backstories?? poindexter's was sad too...cannot imagine box ghost has any kind of fucked up backstory. but what if. his mom got pushed off cliffs by boxes...........a la cruella... anyway her 'no man may lay a hand on me' iconic. ilu

-I know danny has no concept of how much bras cost but my god dont attack tucker with some girls bra. those are so expensive.

-its really. well its not a GOOD THING he went into the portal and got fucked up, but its good danny was the one to do it rather than sam or tucker. because even tho he was being influenced by desiree and kept getting more malicious and it prob wasnt 100% him...he sucked as a ghost like most the people he 'pranked' were innocent ppl just Chillin and he didnt want to help anyone at all. I think danny is the most responsible out of them but also, hes 14 and shouldnt HAVE to feel obligated to fight every ghost. hes a good kid and wants to, but I also feel like he feels like...responsible for the portal turning on?? because his parents did give it up,, but it was an accident and not his fault (if anything, why was the on switch on the inside. why was it that easy. why was there no safety measures. that seems like smth OSHA needs to hear about). like thats my son. hes a good boy. and hes never done anything wrong in his life, ever. if anyone hurts him im killing everyone in this room and then myself. etc.

-danny's curfew is 10PM????? DUDE. when I was 14...shit I couldn't be out that late, I had to be back at like, 8 at the latest, and my parents had to know exactly where and who I was going with, AND i had to call/text them regularly...is this a case of my parents being overbearing, or the fentons sucking??? the only time i could EVER be out that late was if I was at an overnight sleepover or smth...

-the vultures have lil fezes. why do they have fezes...theyre so fuckin funny 'ask him for directions' 'I KNOW WHERE IM GOING' these ghost vultures are my new grandpas. pick them up, put them in the adopt box.

-'I wonder why those guys were trying to waste dad!' THEYRE GHOSTS. YOUR DAD HUNTS GHOSTS. why is that not a conclusion you'd immediately jump to??

-*jazz voice, clearly disgusted* WISCONSIN???

-mrs fenton with the lab coat and leg warmers and PERM. YESSS STYLISH.

-was going to say 'ew billionaire' @vlad but. super valid he used his powers to assumedly steal and cheat to get that money, thats how all billionaires do it! but ew hes a SIMP. and spending your billions on FOOTBALL STUFF?? you are Not Valid overall. I DO respect the fact you have a castle instead of a mansion. in wisconsin. if youre going to be stupidly rich might as well go all out, torches on the wall and all. I DO like his ghost form's little kitty ears. catman. and his cape! every design can benefit from a cape. and how different his forms look, like danny looks the EXACT SAME IN BOTH FORMS ASIDE FROM COLOR CHANGES. vlad's is like,, I could believe they were different people!! also I love the drama. but dude you are fighting a 14 year old. lame. also he was like, telling danny he wanted his mom and him and like, wanted him to renounce his dad?? WHAT ABOUT JAZZ?? bitch. those r MY kids and they are both important and special. I do agree they need better parents but thats not u sir <3

-I thought vlad's 'little badger' nickname for danny came from the football mascot of the packers, but google says they have NO MASCOT?? so now I'm like?? is it because his hair is sometimes black and sometimes white?? I hate to give him props but thats a PERFECT NICKNAME. theyre also tiny and vicious!

-why did I get so excited that Skulker is back!! its been like. 2-3 eps LMAO. AND THE DAIRY KING. ICONIC I LOVE HIM. hes the nicest guy ever :) more nice ghosts please. danny cannot be fighting alone everytime with no ghost buds like every ghost being hostile sucks :(

-mr. fenton knew vlad was controlling him, but a few episodes ago he had no clue danny was doing the same thing...is it something about how malicious the ghost is?? he just seemed to think his memory had gaps the first time, this time he was INSTANTLY LIKE 'GHOST'. then again in this ep when danny did it again he was just slightly confused but not immediately freaking out like he did with vlad possessing him!!

-'my parents will accept ME NO MATTER WHAT' so. so why haven't you come out to them yet, danny?? if you really think that?? if theres no harm, and you're sure??? if vlad is a real problem, wouldnt that make dealing with him easier, to expose him???? SO WHY HAVENT YOU COME OUT YET?? COULD IT BE,, MAYBE YOU HAVE DOUBTS ABOUT WHETHER YOUR PARENTS ACTUALLY WILL ACCEPT YOU??? 🤔 ... 🏳‍🌈 I get why people say He Is Trans. I totally totally get u danny.

-sorta unrelated, but it just occurred to me in one of these eps they go to casper HIGH not casper middle school??? theyre 14?? dont highschools usually do ages 15-18? (I didnt go to hs so I might be wrong, if I am ignore this...) freshmen are usually 14-15, could just be a case of them not turning 15 yet but they will sometime in the school year (I say they because tucker said he was 14 too)? I know the show has 3 seasons, so by the end of it will they be older? thatd be neat but usually cartoon characters stay the same age...I love shows where you can see the characters age and grow up, though...three seasons seems like a long time to spend on like, 1 year...

[phantom-curve]

find the strength, find the melody pt. 4 (working title)

I think I like this title but I can’t decide so don’t kill me if it changes!

also, you guys are amazing. your love for this lil fic makes me feel so happy. I’ve never written this much this fast for a side project. it’s actually starting to take over all of my writing so I might have to slow this roll a bit and catch up on my actual novel before I can post most. 

or maybe I’ll just lean into the insomnia writing even more! stay tuned to see!!

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Later that night, long after her father and Carlos had gone to bed, Julie crept out to her mom’s studio. She knew she was going to have to tell her dad about the music program eventually. She was shocked her Tía hadn’t beat her to it already. She needed something positive to offset the disappointment he would feel. Her dad had been gently prodding her to go out to the studio and at least maybe clean it up a bit for weeks now. He would love this improvement, that is, if she could work up the nerve to actually play. Sheet music clutched in her numb hands, she wrenched the studio door open. It was exactly as she remembered it.

Her eyes slipped shut as she stepped inside. She didn’t need to look to know where the couch, coffee table, and chairs would be gathered. She knew exactly how to avoid bumping into the ladder leading up to the loft. Her hand reached out just in time to catch on the fabric covering the piano, Julie allowing her fingers to lead her down the side of it until her pinky brushed a key. One soft note rang out, and her eyes opened, staring down at where she pressed lightly on the white key.

Her feet moved on their own, skirting around the bench, her knees bending automatically as she lowered herself to sit. A tight sensation built in her chest, her breaths picking up speed. The sheet music shook as she forced herself to lift the pages and spread them out on the music rack. She arranged the piece in the correct order, wasting time as she avoided touching the keys for now. Her eyes traced over the song again, her mind showing her exactly how her hands would dance along the instrument, exactly how her voice would reverberate in the silent space. Her gaze snagged on her mom’s final message once more.

You can do it.

Warmth blossomed in her chest, replacing the cold, lifeless feeling that had lingered there for the last year. Julie felt it all at once. Her mother’s love shining off of the pages in front of her, filling up all of the empty spaces inside of her. She could hear her voice, whispering those words in her ear. Tears sprang to her eyes again, but they were different this time.

Julie had thought that she would never be able to play without her mother because she never had. Every defining moment of Julie’s life was underscored by a soundtrack mastered by the one and only Rose Molina. She had thought that without her mother, the music would fall flat. She had thought it would be meaningless without the significance her mother, specifically, attached to it. Julie never realized until this moment that she had been the soundtrack to her mother’s life as well. The two of them, the soundtrack to her brother’s and father’s lives. It hadn’t only been Julie suffering for the last year.

A new type of determination surging through her veins, Julie placed her hands on the cool keys, lining her fingers up with the opening notes. Her mother deserved to be remembered like this, her music recognized and loved by more than just Julie. She would have hated the fact that Julie hadn’t played in so long, would have given her that sad smile, that soft, disappointed mija sigh. Her family deserved to come out of the silence she had forced upon them. They deserved to enjoy music the way they always had before Rose died. It was cruel the way she had taken it away from them. And Julie herself deserved this moment too. She had been punished long enough. Her mother’s love overwhelming everything else, Julie took a deep breath and began to play.

Here’s the one thing I want you to know

You got someplace to go

Life’s a test, yes

But you go toe-to-toe

You don’t give up, no

You grow

The opening was shaky, her fingers clumsy as they stumbled over the unfamiliar notes. Her voice cracked a bit, rusty from disuse. But then muscle memory took over, and Julie felt the tension drain from her body. Her fingers began to move with a mind of their own as she read the notes on the pages in front of her, voice smoothing out as she worked out the frogs. She made it through the pre-chorus easily enough, but the chorus hit her harder than expected. Like her mother was giving her permission to forgive herself for all of the hurt of the last year, reminding her that it’s who you are at your core that matters most. Telling her she still had the time to pull herself out of this spiral. That old message about how the music was always bigger than just the two of them coaxing her out of the shell she had hidden herself away in for the last year.

Better wake those demons

Just look them in the eye

No reason not to try

Life can be a mess

I won’t let it cloud my mind

I’ll let my fingers fly

Her fingers really were flying. She couldn’t even really feel the keys anymore, so sure as she pressed down against the ivory that she didn’t even have to look at the sheet music. Her eyes closed, head lifted as she belted the pre-chorus into the sky. The chorus hit again, but she was ready for it this time, emotion powering every line as she poured her heart and soul into each note. Visions of her mother filled her mind and Julie could practically feel the warmth of her love radiating throughout the studio. She glanced down to read the lines for the bridge and the words hit her like a sledgehammer. Like a secret letter from her mother written exactly for this specific moment.

So wake that spirit, spirit

I wanna hear it, hear it

No need to fear it, you’re not alone

You’re gonna find your way home

Her voice rang out pure and clear as she held the word as long as she could. Home. She really was home now. Here, in her mom’s familiar studio, playing the last song her mother’s hands touched, Julie was finally home again. The sense of rightness filled her completely as she finished the last round of the chorus. Her hands dropped from the keys, reaching out to gather the papers to her chest once more, the most precious treasure she had ever touched. 

Eyes closed, basking in the afterglow of playing, she imagined her mother’s spirit behind her, ghostly arms wrapping her in the sweetest hug. Julie shivered against the electricity coursing through her system. She felt alive again. An unexpected clatter sounded from the doorway. Julie’s eyes popped open, anticipating Carlos or her father walking through the doors. Nobody appeared, but she caught the tail end of a muffled curse. It was just loud enough to send a ripple of awareness through her.

“I can hear you, you know.”

She already knew who it was. She expected him to beat a hasty retreat, maybe yell something out in a horribly disguised voice before he melted into the shadows. Without warning, he appeared in the doorway, shoulders raised and a sheepish smile on his face. His eyes darted around the studio, refusing to meet hers. Her mouth fell open. Where does he keep appearing from?

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to bother you, I just...I heard you playing?”

He said it like a question, an unsure tone she’d never heard him use before coloring his tone. She watched the way his bicep flexed as his hand rose to scratch at the back of his neck. That seemed to be his nervous tick. His body language told her he wished he was anywhere else right now. Then she glanced at the clock.

“What the hell are you doing creeping around my house at 1:00 in the morning?”

Luke’s cheeks turned bright red. The tips of his ears, peeking out of that same orange beanie, colored too.

“I’m not creeping!” Julie met his gaze steadily, raising a brow at his defensive declaration. “I uhhh, I just...I don’t really sleep? Or...well I guess...I don’t really have a place to sleep...sometimes...?” 

His voice trailed off, uncomfortable in every sense of the word as he stammered his way through his explanation. 

“My parents and I don’t always get along. Sometimes it’s easier to tell them I’ll crash somewhere else, only there isn’t always a somewhere else available.” 

He shrugged, careless and cocky, but it was off. Everything about him was off right now. 

“I make do. It’s no biggie, just gives me more time to soak in the club scene. Gotta stay one step ahead of the competition, ya know? It’s like a blessing really, gives us that edge.”

His rambling words painted a picture she was sure he would rather keep private. It didn’t take a genius to read between the lines. She didn’t buy his cavalier attitude for a minute. He was lying through his teeth. She knew. She had been lying for a year straight to practically everyone in her life, had nearly rotted her teeth through with all the saccharine sweetness she had faked. Her lips twisted in a sour smirk.

“You’re full of shit, but whatever. That couch pulls out into a mattress. You’ve gotta be gone by 6:30, that’s when my dad wakes up for work.”

“What?”

The squeakiest note yet. Julie looked Luke square in the eyes. That same intense energy from the other day sparked between them. The moment stretched on a beat too long. Julie gulped and forced herself to soften her tone. It was easier than expected.

“Stay here for the night, Luke. I’m not gonna ask about your parents, and no one is going to bother you in my mom’s studio. Sleep on the pull-out couch. There’s a bathroom in the back. It even has a shower and I think there’s still some soap in there though I can’t promise it isn’t floral scented. You can disappear in the morning and we won’t ever speak of this again.”

He stared at her, blue-green sea glass eyes cutting through to her very soul. She didn’t respond, letting the silence stretch and morph into something entirely too intimate. The tension between them pulled taut, Luke’s gentle smile breaking the moment as he took a few shy steps into the studio.  Julie ducked her head, tucking a few loose curls behind her ear, before she moved to meet him in the middle of the room, gracefully spinning around his body so her back was pressed against the doors. Their eyes caught again. One of those strong hands reached up to scratch at his neck once more.

“Thank you.”

The words were a quiet whisper, almost as sweet as when he returned the song to her earlier. She could hear everything he left unsaid with those two words. Thank you for not asking. Thank you for giving me a safe space. Thank you for caring. Unable to help herself, she bit her lip, gave him a small nod, and ducked out of the doors in a near perfect recreation of his response outside of the school that afternoon.

Heart a little lighter, she sneaked back into the house silently. It wasn’t until she was safely tucked away in the darkness of her bedroom that she dared peek out the window at the studio. The lights were off, but Julie swore she could make out a shadowy figure peering through the windows up at her room. She dropped her curtain like it was on fire, diving into bed and burying her head under the pillows. Heart racing, she laid with her eyes closed and tried to convince herself that Lucas freaking Patterson wasn’t slowly making himself a home in her heart.