#do i still get bonus points? half? half bonus points? 🥺🥺

[leaving-fragments]

Go give the twice girlies German names pls. Bonus points if one of them is called Luisa bc every random pretty girl I see is a Luisa in my head

i struggled with nayeon at first because like she IS a luisa but also she's a marie too, but then i came up with the even more perfect solution:

[maxlarens]

Hi ! As a pescatarian girly and as someone who has recently started to like Lando, I kept thinking about him with pescatarian!reader, because you know opposites attracts and also it made me think of the olive theory from 'How I met your mother', can be fic or smau

(also I'm the anon who requested the Charles fic and I was wondering if you gave names or emojis to your anons 🤔)

ahhh hi😇😇 thank u sm for sending another ask in. verrryy into this! ive never watched himym but i HAVE heard of the olive theory and genuinely think it can be so true. i also think like sharing food/giving certain parts of ur meal to ur partner is so sweet so i loved this a lot🥺🥺

also, tbh i have never had a consistent enough anon to name them/give them an emoji so i would loveee LOVE to do that🙏🏻 pls let me know what i should call u❤️ (and if anyone wants to be a regular/semi-regular anon and give themselves an emoji/name pls do!!!) ANYWAY alright i hope u enjoy— it’s a just a short ficlet 😌💖

LN: quid pro quo

pairing(s): lando norris x reader [read on ao3]

word count: 1.2k

“Eugh,” Lando says, feigning a gag as he looks at the plate of food set in front of you, “That’s disgusting. I don’t understand how you can put that in your mouth.”

Slowly, you raise an eyebrow at him, looking between your plate and Lando’s screwed-up expression; you point at your food, “Salmon? You think salmon is disgusting? Are you joking right now?”

He shakes his head fervently, a grimace still stuck on his face, “It’s gross.”

A laugh, loud and guffawing erupts from your mouth as you realise he’s being entirely serious. He’s fixated on your meal, frowning as if the fish has severely insulted him in some way. Quickly, you clap your hand over your mouth, concerned you’ll offend him if you keep laughing like that. This is one of a handful of dates you’ve been on together— clearly the first you’ve ordered seafood on— and you’re still trying to make a good impression on Lando.

“Wait,” you collect yourself, breathing deeply so you don’t fall into a fit of giggles again, “You’re not allergic are you?”

“No,” he shrugs, “I just hate fish. You’ve never heard that?”

You snort a little indelicately, already going back to eating your salmon, “‘You’ve never heard that?’,” you tease, “Do you think I stalk you on the internet, Norris?”

He grins that small sheepish grin you like so much as a light blush blooms on his cheeks. You’re very fond of him really. He’s cute in a scrappy kind of way; he’s funny and charming, a little bit dumb sometimes; and he’s into you, which is always a bonus. You’re not together— not quite— just seeing each other when you both have time, but it’s been going very nicely if you do say so yourself.

You like him.

He likes you.

Lando rolls his eyes, and purses his lips in an attempt not to let you see the smile that he’s trying to hide, “Don’t you? Stalk me on the internet?”

“Never,” you answer resolutely, thinking blatantly of that night after you’d first met him when you fell down a rabbit hole, spending a good hour watching thirst traps of him on Instagram before coming to your senses, “Not once.”

He hums, unconvinced, “Alright.”

Alright. You make a face, almost stick your tongue out at him but think better of it at the last second. He laughs— giggles— at you. You look away from him, down at your plate, trying to hide the smile that spreads and spreads behind your hair. God, you like him. You’re trying not to let it get away from you. You get the impression that he’s not huge on relationships, and you’re trying hard to be casual about him. It’s difficult— mostly because everything feels so easy when you’re together.

“So,” you start as you push a forkful of salmon and leafy greens around your plate, “Hate to break it to you, but I’m a pescetarian.”

“Um,” Lando asks around a mouthful of half-chewed food, “What’s that mean?”

You stifle a laugh, “Like a vegetarian, but I eat seafood.”

He swallows and makes another face, similar to the earlier one. You can see this is hard for him to process, he clearly dislikes seafood to a degree that you hadn’t quite understood until now. It’s funny. It’s another thing to add to the growing list of reasons you fancy Lando Norris. Though you would think that as a pescetarian you’d want him to like fish, but you suppose by not eating them he’s just saving all the sea animals that you’re not— quid pro quo.

“What about, like,” he waves his fork around, evidently still wondering why you’d eat seafood voluntarily, “just being a vegetarian?”

You shrug, “Vegetables are boring.”

“Right. Better than eating fish though.”

“I like fish.”

He shakes his head, “I don’t get it… It’s— they’re slimy and they smell and they’ve got fucking beady little eyes. It’s not natural.”

“Okay,” you laugh brightly at his despondent expression, “I do need to eat them, unfortunately. Otherwise, I’d probably die of malnutrition, or I dunno, scurvy.”

He groans, hanging his head so that all you can see of his face is that mop of brown curls. You think of your second date when you’d kissed him for the first time in your stairwell and how you’d threaded a hand into it— and they were soft and not heavy with product the way that you hate. The way he’d smelt like expensive cologne and tasted both smokey and sugary at the same time, just like the whiskey and cokes he’d been having at the bar. There’s a soft smile playing at your lips when he finally looks up.

“Does it bother you?” you ask, “That I eat fish.”

He shrugs, shakes his head in a non-committal way that could be either answer and does that little grin again. The one that means he’s going to say something that you’ll find either unbearably cute or embarrassingly funny.

“Yes,” he says, grin not subsiding, “How am I supposed to kiss you when you’ve got fish breath.”

Your eyebrows shoot up and a shocked laugh bubbles from your mouth, you try to ignore the stirring feeling in your gut at the words how am I supposed to kiss you in favour of responding to his lack of tact Try, being the keyword there. It somersaults in your head, how am I supposed to kiss you he said, like he was thinking of doing it again. Which, okay, of course, he’s thinking of doing it again. You understand what this is— but there was an unmistakable fondness there that you just can't shake.

Anyway, you push thoughts of kissing him aside, he’d still accused you of having fish breath, “Wow,” you say dryly, with no malice at all as much as you try to feign it, “You say that to all the girls?”

He blushes, his tan cheeks turning a very pleasant red as he properly realises what he’d said, “Shit. No— oh my god— I’m sorry. I just meant—”

You wave him off, laughing, “I know what you meant. You’re good, Lando.”

“Phew,” he lets out a breath of relief, his nervous laughter punctuating the air between you, without meaning to he says, “God, I thought I’d just fucked it.”

You furrow your brows and frown, confused, “No. You couldn’t.”

You watch him scrub a hand over his face, embarrassed, before it falls away and he gives you a sheepish little grin that says he’s happy to hear that. Toothy, eyes squinted and carving dimples into his cheeks. Your face feels warm and you smile back, biting your bottom lip on the smile so it doesn’t grow and grow to cover your whole face.

Later, after you’ve finished lunch and spent too much time talking over a too-sticky table in your favourite pub, Lando kisses you up against a tree in the park by your apartment. You put your hand in his soft curls and you smell cologne and taste what he’s been drinking as he presses his tongue into yours. The coarse hair of his moustache brushes against your lips and you kiss back with equal gusto. You pull away when it feels like you two are veering into too inappropriate territory for this public park. He chases you, but you laugh softly, pressing a perfunctory closed-mouth kiss to the corner of his mouth. He groans, laughs, and puts his forehead against yours.

You hum, “I guess my fish breath doesn’t bother you so much, huh.”

“Fuck,” he breathes, “You’re never going to let that go are you.”

You shake your head ever so slightly, “Not as long as I live, Norris.”

[elliesmainhoe]

Ellie Williams HeadCanon: You're feminine (modern au)

Ellie Williams x fem!reader

My Masterlist

Part 2 here

Request?: Yes

You are just so so beautiful to her

She's all about plaid button ups, white wife beaters and old jeans for herself.

But you? She loves when you wear pretty flowy dresses, she loves to see how the skirt moves as you walk and how it softly grazes your thighs.

The form fitted top half of the dresses hugging your boobs so tight and showing off just the right amount of cleavage. She's drooling.

Girl will praise you all the time. Constantly tells you about how perfect you are, and loves to brag to everyone about you <<333

Her pet names for you include "pretty girl, baby doll, sugar, sweetheart, princess"

She absolutely loves when you get new clothes and put on a fashion show. Twirling around and showing her all the pretty dresses you got.

(Bonus points for new lingerie she can see peak out from underneath them).

Literally is so smitten, she often is so overprotective of you and will beat up anyone you ask her to.

Just imagine

"Hey Ells..."

"Yeah pretty girl"

"Can you uh, do something about the guy at the bar over there, he keeps looking at me and it's grossing me out"

"Course I'll be right back princess"

Omg she loves watching you cook. When your making breakfast, still only in your frilly short pj set, twirling around and humming to the radio, she sending you heart eyes.

Def stands behind you and cradles you, kissing your cheek and playing with the ends of your hair 🥺.

Ellie 100% smokes weed a ton, she loves manspreading and having you perched on her lap, as you take it in turns taking drags from your joint.

Imagine she's sitting there smoking a joint while your showing her new Victoria secret underwear, her eyes all hazy 😍

Baby is such a gentlewoman. You could take 6 hours to get ready for a night out and she would never complain. Just sits on your queen sized bed, watching you blend cream and powders on your skin, adding red to your soft lips. She's mesmerized by you.

Whenever your in heels and you complain about your feet, she immediately picks you up and carries you, she can not have her girl hurt by anything.

You always tell Ellie that 'Jackets and coats cramp your style' and without a doubt by the end of the night your wrapped in her jacket.

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I actually really like these headcannons, I think they're so cute. Ellie is such a sweetie 😍🥺

PROOF READ

[ofmermaidstories]

Hey Mermaid 🩷💜

It's me Lady, it's been a while. ;) I hope you're doing amazing! Having beautiful days and peaceful evenings, sleeping well, and staying hydrated💌💟

I hope you don't mind if this message feels too personal, and if it bothers you, please do ignore it.

I don't know if you've seen anything about the final chapter yet. And I, of course, do not want to spoil.

And I do sincerely hope you see the official chapter before this, so that my words makes sense. I guess I just want to say I'm feeling very overwhelmed about MHA ending, it's the most precious show to me . And especially Izuku's conclusion and how Horikoshi went about it. Again, I won't spoil of course but I guess I'm a bit disappointed.

I don't know, but something in me wanted your opinion and thoughts on the ending and Izuku's story's conclusion. Since, through reading your In another Life series fanfictions, I felt more connected to my favs (Izuku and Katsuki). Your writing gave me a new way of looking at their dynamic, story, and what a future for them entails with everything that they are and aren't.

I was actually avoiding the leaks because I wanted to at least read the official chapter when it's out since it is the last. So that I can honor it on a way. But one thing led to another by a simple scroll through tiktok.

Anyways, when I saw the panels I guess I thought "I would like to write him a hundred other happy endings". I say "other" because he's clearly happy in the conclusion, even with everything that happened (OFA and Tenko's conclusion mostly). But still, the thought came up.

And then I actually remembered your drabble of Izuku and his child, the "he will be your husband's biggest heartache" one, and I don't know, I guess I really wanted to ask you.

Thank you for staying with me. I hope you have a day filled with happy wishes. 🎀💌

Hi Mermaid 💌

It's me Lady, I half-hope you see this ask before my other previous one that I sent. This one might be long too, so sorry in advance. And thank you for taking the time♥️.

It has been plaguing my mind. I was really emotional about the ending and had alot to get off my chest, I ended up writing all that to you. I feel so embarrassed, and I could have worded it better.

I really just want to clear out a few things 😅. If you don't mind. I am not the kind of fan to put dirt on the author her/himself no matter how unsatisfied I am with a part of their story. I hope I didn't imply that in my previous ask about the ending and Izuku's conclusion (I barely remember much of what I said 😭)

Secondly, while 8 years is a huge gap, getting to see pro-hero class A was so surreal, in a "proud parent" way 🥹. I think I implied I wanted ur thoughts on the could-be-considered unsatisfactory parts of the ending. But I actually meant as a whole. Eri grown up also had me so proud and happy! She deserves to live a normal teenager girl life 🩷.

Bonus points pro hero Bakugou looking gorgeous as always 🤭. Kind of fills the picture for me now whenever | read pro-hero au fanfiction.

And the way he paid the most out of the class A alumni for Izuku to have a hero suit so that he could he a hero, and they could compete with one another again is so sweet.

But again, to make my point clear. I would love to hear your thoughts personally on everything that the ending, please.

I hope you have a wonderful day 🎀💟

Lady! Lilium. Lady Lilium. 🥹 Hi!!! Please don’t feel embarrassed!!! 🥺 Your asks actually let me feel relieved, lmao, because it meant I wasn’t alone in the… idk! topsy turvy feelies that the leaks had caused. 🥹 If there’s one thing I won’t miss it’s the entitlement that causes leaks to breach containment and ruin everyone else’s day. 💀 But!! Lili, how are you feeling on the other side of the official release??? For me personally it was like… a sense of relief, lmfao, like no matter my nitpicks about things (I do think the epilogue in general was rushed, and i’m kinda like 💀💀💀 over class a’s decision not to tell their friend about their goal to fund his iron man suit, lmao. there’s surprises and then there’s making life-altering decisions for someone LOL) i think the ending is sweet. 🥹 The last page does a lot of heavy lifting, emotionally, for me, and i’m wondering if it’s the same for you and others?

An account I follow on twitter said something about how as a reader they weren’t really happy with the ending, but they could see why fic writers would be, because everything’s so open-ended and it kinda startled me, because of how immediately i agreed? LOL. like, i like the ending for the same reason i’ve liked the series: it is open-ended, there’s enough world building that you can build on top of it, as a fic writer, and work with the lore Hori like, hints throughout it. But as a reader I could see how someone could be unsatisfied. We rush through the group’s remaining years at UA. The Billboard rankings are still a thing, despite Hawk’s grand speech in making an effort to include non-traditional heroes. Hero commercialism is still running rampant and if anything, the pro hero world sounds like it’s gotten more enclosed and harder to be apart of? Whichhhh I guess you could argue it should’ve always been that way—they are extreme first defenders in a lot of respects so sure, you need the best of the best—but idk. I keep thinking about the league, lmao, and all that change they carried on about wanting—and what they got was most of them killed in action and also no change LMAOO. No, wait, Shoji ends mutant racism and Ochako compels more Quirk counselling 🥹 (I’m not mad at that, I think it’s touching they both end up spearheading movement/efforts for ending discrimination/encourage understanding, it’s just… those are a big fights, you know? Big undertakings 🥺).

Idk idk idk. I’m trying to think of something that I, as a reader and not a fanfic writer, am unsatisfied with and I guess… I’m not unsatisfied with the ending moreso than I am with my biggest and most constant complaint: that Hori’s a coward who’s cowardice undermines his emotional beats LMAOOO. I think he’s a coward for letting Edgeshot live. I think he’s a coward for not confirming a ship—like, any of them. He’s a coward for not daring to imagine significant change in the pro hero system. But even with those criticisms, I still enjoy the series, and love it for what it is. 🥺

My original reaction to the final chapter leaks, tbh, was like—to get the ick LMFAOOOOOO. i was like, what is this. what have u DONE TO MY BOYYY. idk it gave me the ick for both deku and bakugou and i can’t really explain why??? now that we have the official chapter out, i think it was definitely a deadly combo of like—fandom making up their own minds about things and running it into the ground within the space of hours. 💀 that’s on me, i should’ve gone underground, i knew this fandom would skirt close to ruining the entire series for me like the clowns in the clown car they are. but this is why i was so relieved to get your asks, Lili!!! 🥺 Because it was like, omg, it’s not just me, like, we’re processing what we know about it together. 🥺 eight years!!!! i feel the same—like a proud parent. 🥹 The montage panels showing us the bits and pieces of everyone—Eri deserves to live her best high school musician life!!! 😭 But all of them, all of them made me emotional in some way. Aizawa and Mic visiting Oboro’s grave. 🥺 mirko with her insane prosthetics. 💀 love her. Endeavour losing his family, but being surrounded by the heroes from his agency. 🥺 Izuku seeing Shigaraki, at the end. So much of it was bittersweet, or satisfying to see in action. The kids competing in the sports festival!! Bakugou being cheerled as he rehabs his arm!!! Izuku, smiling, as he holds the last embers of OFA. That part actually devastates me lmfao. I love that MHA like—shows that anyone can be a hero, that the thing that makes one is the compulsion to help others first, and that now there’s like, accessibility, but… idk. I wanted him and OFA to stay together forever. 🥹 But maybe this is for the best… now the past users really are at rest, and Izuku can be a hero on his own strength.

I love that Class A worked together to fund the suit. I know the “Bakugou paid more” thing was popular, in the wake of the leaks, and I could see him funnelling more into it but one of the things I hated the most with the leaks/that gave me the biggest ick (lmao) was how everyone was turning it into a shipping thing, and not an incredible statement on just how much Class A love each other, and love Deku. 🥺 All Might mentions in his fight with AFO, with his own hero suit, that it took his life’s savings—so for them to be able to fund Izuku’s with only, what, six years of pro hero salary? That’s an incredible group effort. And they did it because they love him!!!! 😭 Because he worked hard and deserved it and they all knew it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Because the golden generation doesn’t leave anyone behind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love them, i’m obsessed with their pro hero designs, concerned about the potential rat tails bakugou has tho and i don’t want to talk about the facial hair that sero and mineta have, lmfao. Shinsou, however, can absolutely get it. 😎

idkkkkkkk lili—what do you think, now? Overall i’m still emotional about it, lmao. i think the endgame had weak spots and that hori has strengths and weaknesses (like we all do) as a storyteller—but that he delivered. 🥹 i think ultimately he did what he promised us he’d do: told us the story of how they became the greatest heroes.

[hypocriticalspicewrites]

🦇Just some Fruitbats thoughts...🍒

Thinking about how the boys wouldn't be able to keep their hands off of Chrysta while she's pregnant 🙈

🦇Marko is setting stuff on her baby bump when it's big enough. Just to tease her. For example, if she's lying down, he'll put some takeout on her belly while he looks for his chopsticks or fork. Or he sets his funnelcakes on her bump so he can win her a prize from one of the games at the boardwalk.

🍒All of them completely twitterpated during her times when she was still human in pregnancy and going ham on some strawberries and watermelon, staining her blouse and mouth in red juice that looked slightly similar to blood.

🦇David is crazy about her in maternity jeans. He loves them in her just as much as he would on the floor of the cave-

🍒Dwayne offers her massages when her feet hurt and feel swollen, or her back hurts from standing too much.

🦇Those little moments when she has that glow, they're all completely SMITTEN. 🥺

🍒Helping her take showers since she can't reach her back or legs anymore. (Bonus points if while they're crouched or on their knees, they give her belly a kiss AUGH)

🦇Dwayne all over her pretty little stretch marks and extra chub, he thinks her mama body suits her beautifully...

🍒Paul having full blown conversations with her belly for some pillow talk or just spending a night in with his mate. Not talking to her. Her belly. He is going on a rant and feels a kick to his head or hand and be like, "THATS WHAT IM SAYING!"

🦇Marko is trying to make her giggle cause he likes the way her body bounces with her laughter - he just thinks it's darling.

🍒David thinks he is the shit cause he got her pregnant twice. Man is still smug about it to this day.

🦇Dwayne likes singing or humming songs his mother had used to sing him, rocking Chrysta in his arms or later on, covered in a bunch of sleeping baby vampires. 🥺

🍒She's not very tall, and if the boys (mostly Dwayne and Paul) hold stuff she needs over her head, she can't reach it- she can't even hop with the extra weight and how stubby she feels. 😭

🦇But their not as bad as David. At least they give it back to her. No, David will drop it on the floor and watch her struggle to pick it up, just so he can get a good look at her ass. Marko does the same, except he tries to get a peek at her bewbs. 👀

🍒LATE DAY ADVENTURES TO THE STORE FOR CRAVINGS FOOD WITH THE EMERSONS 🙏

🦇Both David and Dwayne LOVE pregnancy sex, but both for VERY different reasons. 👁👁

🍒Mannnny nights spent trying to convince their girl who is in hysterics that she isn't fat now that she can't fit into her size 3 jeans. 🤦‍♀️

🦇"Can I touch your boobs?" "No." "Can I suck ur titties?" "No." "Can I have some milk?" "No." "Can I touch yo-" "YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET SMACKED WITH THIS PUMP IF YOU KEEP ASKING"

🍒Baordwalk nights don't last long. Cause half the time, she's smelling booze or cigarette smoke and finding the nearest bathroom or trashcan. She cannot STOMACH strong smells - including blood. So, no kisses for the boys until they've cleaned up.

🦇Just touching her when she has hot flashes. They're naturally pretty cold dudes, so they just put a hand on her back or tummy and rub soothing circles till it'd over, or fan her.

🍒She will forever hate Dwayne and Paul for having so much hair and making her go through 9 months of heartburn TWICE/j

... Did give her super cute babies with a bunch of hair, tho.

🦇Omg if they could appear on film, they'd do sooo many stupid/funny maternity photos of her. The only one they have is snapped by Lucy, when she was still human, and doing some laundry at the Emersons, and she could barely fit through the doorway due to her tummy. 🩷

[pinwheelwhirl]

Things I want in Sing 3

Eddie! Put him back in the movie where he belongs!!!

Related: Noodlemoon!! A bold thing to wish for but at least give me those beautiful bestie vibes back

Buster. Needs. To. Sing. Put him on that stage!! We all want it, even his VA wants it, make it happen!!

Buster dealing with the consequences of two attempts on his life. That man almost got murdered. Twice. It doesn't need to be the focus or anything but please please please acknowledge it in some way. I love all the fics/headcanons where he's afraid of heights now, I'd love to see that.

More character interactions!! It's so clear that between the first and second movies the gang has all become good friends, but it's all shown through pretty brief interactions and background stuff. There's nothing wrong with this, but I'd just love to see more! Especially since even though they're all close now, everyone still pretty much had their own arc that they mostly worked through by themselves. Let them help each other out and give each other advice and stuff!! I know this is asking a lot because they just have so many characters trying to get equal screen time, but I'd love it so much.

I don't need Mike to be in it but I still so desperately want to know what happened to him. I'm just so curious about why he was left out of Sing 2. Did the writers forget about him? Did his VA not want to come back? Did the filmmakers not want his VA to come back? Did they intentionally leave him out because they knew they wouldn't have time to give to his plot? This would make a lot of sense because really, where would you put him? Trying to squeeze in whatever happened to him would probably derail the movie too much so I get it. I don't even like Mike but like. They were vaguely steering him toward redemption at the very last minute and I want that for him.

The gang gradually transitioning from calling Buster "Mr. Moon" to just using his first name, as they realize they've truly grown into a family 🥺 bonus points of one of the younger members accidentally and/or purposefully calls him "Dad" 🥺

Let this be the movie that makes the studio realize "hey this would make a great TV series". Honestly I'm surprised Illumination hasn't made a spinoff series of any of their franchises yet?? Because their other big ones [Despicable Me & Secret Life of Pets] would probably not do half bad as series either?? But Sing for sure would be great, there's just so many characters that it never feels like they get enough time in the movies so a series would be perfect. Put those guys in situations!!

okay that's all for now, I'd love to hear what other people are hoping for now that we know it's officially happening!

[ghostsandmirrors]

MASTER WISHLIST

this is far longer than expected.

they are organised by muse, but I'm not organising them as like canons, then originals. they're just all in this together.

The Menagerie do you have a smug shithead muse? we have a zoo! pick one or two or three to bully your muse with. they're all a pain in the ass. (the menagerie are the animals. they're all canons from different sources.)

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Bucky Bucky and general DC heroes (MCU/DC crossover) (I started writing half my muses on MCU/DC crossover forum sites, including Bucky! I'm throwing him back into his roots)

Batman I just think Bucky meeting Batman would be very funny, especially in a professional setting and especially if canon divergent post-Endgame. Bucky having war flashbacks to being chased through Bucharest by a man dressed as a cat because 'so many superheroes are furries.'

Wonder Woman Bucky and Diana based on that one fan plot where Diana was involved, in some way, with fighting during WWII and they met back then and then meet again in the modern day. bonus points if Diana thinks he's his own grandson and he doesn't correct her.

Superman idk Bucky and Superman would just be kinda wholesome? also if Superman mun comfortable, Bucky would totally have a crush on Superman. you can't convince me otherwise. also Clark and Bucky as a ship would be 'pure of heart, dumb of ass' in that order and it makes me giggle.

Other any of the Batfam would also be fun but there's every chance they get unofficially adopted. new dad! new dad! new dad!

I don't know that many DC heroes. girl help. who else is there? idk but I want them!

Bucky + ship partner post-mission shit. anything. just them being like 'thank FUCK that's over with'. snuggling. idgaf.

Bucky + Steve, Bucky + Sam pure of heart, dumb of ass. this is a never-ending want. it's not a specific want, either. I just like putting them in threads together.

Bucky + Thor I don't know why but I've always wanted to and never gotten the chance to.

Bucky/Loki 🥺👉👈 Listen...

Bucky + Spider-Muses I once joked about Bucky adopting various Spider-characters and I still want it. Bucky is the ancient, morally ambiguous MCU Batman on this blog, in that he will not stop fucking adopting people, but at least Bruce usually adopts children. Bucky'll adopt a 30 year old. they're still 70 years younger than him so they're fair game.

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Joker Joker + Batman <3 Joker is obsessed with Batman. ofc I want to thread them. I want every possible thread in any verse that's most comfortable. Joker is my comfort villain.

Joker + Batman characters in general (focused on villains/rogues gallery) I have no specifics, I just realised he talks to the Rogues Gallery a lot in comics/cartoons and my Joker… hasn't. ever. I can fix that.

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Dylan Dylan and Heroes (any DC) I also want Dylan and Gotham heroes, Gordon, etc.. Dylan needs more screentime 'cause her ass is overshadowed by the fuckin owl at this point. lbr who isn't.

Dylan and Heroes (any MCU) also Dylan plus marvel heroes since she has an MCU verse. do I have icons? fuck no. am I asking for Dylan threads regardless? fuck yes.

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Jameson Jameson and Heroes (any) Mortitaint is a masked murderer. that's it. that's the pitch. you want your muse hit with a shovel? I can help with that! also if any men want a boyfriend who is sweaty and dirty every day and surprisingly strong……………. im just saying……………… and then they can one day find out the other is a hero/villain……………………….. drama. 👀 (this includes anti-heroes)

Jameson and Villains (any) I just think it'd be interesting, y'know? Jameson doesn't tend to play well with others, in general, but there's a chance it doesn't go horribly wrong!

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Wag Wag and X-Men Characters Wagner Himura is an X-Men oc that, in his entire time on my blog, has never threaded with an X-Men character. it can be any character and any verse. I don't care. I just want him to speak to other mutants, man.

Logan specifically, I would like Wag and Logan threads. I always picture Wag as a general pest when he starts working at the school, like throwing water balloons filled with speed potions at people that annoy him kind of pest, and I get the feeling Logan would either hate his guts, like him because he does not discriminate between students and teachers, or be very cautious because he doesn't know Wag's limits while Wag's just like 'hey ;D I don't actually find you attractive but if flirting means I don't get stabbed, I'll flirt. ;D I'm high as a fuckin kite rn lmao ;D'

Charles Xavier Wag and Charles would also be funny because of the aforementioned 'high as a kite'.

Brotherhood any brotherhood muse in his brotherhood verse would be nice, too. Idk how he got into the brotherhood in that verse and I want to explore it. I just miss writing Wag, lbr.

OCs tbh any OC. let's yeet our x-men OCs together and see what bad ideas they come out with. it'll be funny. I'm willing to make up places that they can go through a portal to, as well.

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Bam and X-Men Characters Bam has an X-Men verse in which he vibrates particles when angry and I just… I miss Bam being chaotic. I miss Bam being a mess. she's gotten too collected and I want disaster Bam back. I don't have specific preferences for this one.

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Wag and Bam Basically, both Wag and Bam (in his X-Men verse) have abilities that can/are activated by emotions. With Wag, he has more control over his abilities and thus the chances of anger doing anything is low but not zero. If his anger is doing anything, it's a silent, 'scorched Earth' kind of anger that mostly shows in things moving telekinetically. With Bam, his power is exclusively activated by anger.

I just want that in a(nother, in Bam's case) thread or plot. It'd be fun.

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Mattie and Avengers/SHIELD/HYDRA Mattie worked for both SHIELD and HYDRA so I would like to establish some kind of relations with SHIELD and HYDRA muses, but she also sent records to the Avengers after the fall of HYDRA and began torturing/murdering HYDRA agents who survived The Snap so like……….. 👀

also Avengers meeting her after The Blip or whatever dumb bitch shit The Snap 2: Electric Boogaloo is canonically called would be… like she a gremlin in the swamplands. she's a whole fuckin cryptid by that point. I want her ex-coworkers to meet the cryptid she's become and be like, '... ayo? you good?' and her to be knee-deep in swamp water, dragging a body, like, '... yup!'

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Arnulf Arnulf and Steve's Friends arnulf needs to meet non-Steve avengers (or others who know him). it would be funny. 'hey you kinda look like Steve Rogers..' '[subtle german accent] a lot of people say that! it's so strange. I don't see it.'

Past - HYDRA threads between like 2012-2014 would be interesting? idk. I feel like I've forgotten how to write serious threads.

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Ultron + MCU? I'm sure i've mentioned this before but I just really want Ultron to reunite with the avengers through like idk texts? e-mails? something technology based so the urge to blow his ass up is reduced.

this is not limited to just the avengers. you have an MCU hero muse? a child of a canon? I'll take 'em. give me any muse who may know Ultron or his reputation.

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Dick + Heroes (MCU) LET HIM BITCH AT AN AVENGER ABOUT THAT ALIEN THAT GOT THROWN THROUGH THE WINDOW OF HIS WORK. he deserves this.

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Ai and Tony Stark I always imagine that they know each other due to being rich and fundraisers and shit like that. Ai might be an assassin but she gives to charity and does all the Very Good Things she's meant to which means attending Stark fundraisers and drinking his booze x

they do not have to like each other. I don't think Ai has met a single person she likes since she killed her husband, I'll be honest.

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Villains generally I do want more villain threads where my villain muses are being villains and doing villainous things. like, I have Joker and Ultron who deserve some attention but also Jameson, Ai, Mattie, Jesse, I have a verse where Bam's a villain (he's doing it for the vibes. that'd hold up in court /s), I have the brotherhood verse with Wag… like… plz. I want my muses to go apeshit.

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Fandomless OCs (Liaxee, the Bringer, Lieat) also I would like to do more with supernatural/fantasy/generally fandomless OCs and Liaxee or the Bringer or Lieat. Liaxee is a joy to write, the Bringer is my dumb bitch, and Lieat's the cutest muse I have. I love them all, your honour.

I think Supernatural (the show) muses and any of these three would be fun, too. especially Lieat, because idk if there's anything like them in the Supernatural universe?

I know I have two doctor who blogs following me so I'm lumping them in with supernatural/fantasy/fandomless oc/Superrnatural (the show). yous wanna meet a void creature?

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Special Requests have you ever seen a Crazy Quilt RPer? he's my favourite Batman villain. please. (this is mostly a joke but if there actually is a Crazy Quilt RPer, I want to know.)

Egghead is another DC special request because I love Batman villains.

also Typeface and Spellcheck. Idk them that well, but I want to and I have Spider-Man.

[softievante]

Hello! Welcome back!!!! I’d like to request a seventeen fic pls 😌 ok so! Verkwan, it’s an established relationship, and Seungkwan is going crazy with wedding planning and ends up stress eating a lot and getting chubby, then gets insecure/overwhelmed by his tux not fitting and is reassured by Vernon (bonus points if Vernon is also chubby 🥺)

SORRY FOR THE WAIT THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED ON THE WEEKEND 🫠

hi!!!!! i was so happy to receive this bc honestly verkwan are like. my sweethearts. i think i added more to the plot than the request demanded but 🥹 it’s only bc i got carried away i guess… and also since you asked for a bonus of chubby vernon i kinda gave him a part into seungkwan’s gain 🫣 anyway hope you enjoy it :)

i’ll call this…

✨ entering marriage statistics

as seungkwan walked in circles, covering the entire area of the apartment every minute or so, hansol watched his repetitive movements without interfering, trying to concentrate on a random television show. he sat comfortably on the sofa, legs spread accommodating a cushion where his hands rested, busy inside a bag of chips. beside him, on the arm chair, a half-empty can of coke had warmed up by now.

it was on seungkwan’s fifth lap that he sighed, resolute, realizing he’d have to bring his fiancé back to reality.

“babe, aren’t you feeling dizzy?” hansol clasped his hands to get rid of remaining crumbs. he folded the empty packet and put it next to the long forgotten can.

“no,” seungkwan replied, stopping in the middle of the living room to stare at hansol. “i’m thinking”

the latter pretended to consider the argument, then contested it:

“and can’t you do it sitting still?”

seungkwan shrugged, shifting his body’s weight from one leg to another like a restless kid.

“i can, but… ideas circulate better inside my brain this way.”

“i’m pretty sure that’s not true, seungkwanie,” argued hansol. he got up from the sofa to wrap his arms around seungkwan’s neck, the height difference between them allowing seungkwan to be fully embraced, enveloped in a comforting warmth.

“hansollie,” he tried to protest, although his legs didn’t even hesitate to follow hansol back to the couch.

“have you eaten today, at least? i didn’t see you stop for a single moment since i woke up.”

“ate more than i should, honestly,” seungkwan complained with a grunt, hansol’s hand at his lower back to pull him into his lap. “seems like i can’t control my appetite these days.” he’d complement that this had a big influence from the stupid amount of goodies hansol filled their pantry with, but preferred to stop there. it was not like hansol was forcing him to eat any of those, right?

“no such thing as ‘eating more than you should’.” he caressed seungkwan’s left hip, finally getting him exactly where he wanted, settled on top of his thighs. seungkwan tried not to pay too much attention to the disparity between the two, his muscle much thinner compared to his fiancé’s. “you need energy to manage all this stuff.”

“how can you be so relaxed?” seungkwan whined, both from the frustration of having such a laid-back partner and from the smooches he was currently receiving on his neck. hansol’s lips felt raspy due to the chip’s crumbs, a sensation that was not unfamiliar when they started to make out without previous warning. “we’re getting married, hansol!” seungkwan exclaimed, placing his hands on the chest in front of him to maintain an almost threatening eye contact.

hansol didn’t seem too fazed.

“i trust you,” he said, a small and enamoured smile adorning his mouth. seungkwan was divided between the will to scream and the will to punch that pretty face. “also, shouldn’t you trust the people in charge of all these things?” hansol lifted a questioning eyebrow.

seungkwan crossed his arms, shifting on his lap.

“i don’t trust anyone.” he looked away, engulfing himself into a self-hug. “i don’t want things to go wrong…” he tried to explain better, resting his forehead on hansol’s shoulder as he mumbled against the soft fabric of his t-shirt. it smelled of tenderness. “and also, you didn’t seem bothered when the mission was testing out sweets, hm?”

“it’s because i wasn’t bothered. not at all,” hansol agreed, a wide grin taking place when he felt seungkwan’s touch at his waist, going next to grab the proper softness of his tummy. he sure had entered marriage statistics a bit early, the 20lbs he packed on since he and seungkwan got serious a noticeable indicator.

“did you eat properly today, chwe hansol?” the question came under an obvious mock tone, although its addition revealed a share of preoccupation, “or did you spend the day filling yourself with snacks as if it was a reasonable meal?”

“boo…” hansol used the surname like a weapon, its similarity to the english pet name an usual attempt to trick seungkwan. “i had breakfast, at least… ate the pancakes you left for me,” he informed, trying to get his lips back on the mole-painted skin.

seungkwan, however, wasn’t willing to fall for it this time.

“pancakes are not a meal!” hansol hissed when the pressure of a nip attacked a roll on his abdomen. seungkwan didn’t hesitate to command, “open your phone, you’re gonna have a proper lunch.”

“it’s three in the afternoon, seungkwan,” hansol responded, even though he was, at the very moment, squirming in his seat to fish the device out of his pocket.

“so?” seungkwan dismissed the complaint, leaning forward to take a peak at the cellphone’s screen.

hansol was sharp to shoot, “so i’ll only order it if you join me.”

“but i’ve already–”

“don’t lie to me, i didn’t see you at the table at any moment, much less going out at lunchtime,” hansol pointed out, his eyes squinted and accusing.

seungkwan, in all his mature adult glory, whimpered.

“but i’ve been eating all day!” he tried to escape from his fiancé’s lap, without success.

hansol squeezed his waist. “what have you been eating, exactly? the snacks you’ve been stealing from me?”

if seungkwan had a hole to stick his face into right now, he would do it. a hot wave of shame spread through his body, the feeling of being (correctly) denounced like that making him cringe.

“hansollie,” was the only thing he managed to verbalize, a pout curled up on his lips meanwhile hansol appeared to be too busy with the delivery app.

“you prefer sweet or bittersweet dressing to your jjajangmyeon, mr. hypocrite?”

seungkwan cried out more incomprehensible words, face buried in the crook of hansol’s neck.

“bittersweet.” his mumbling vibrated against hansol’s skin, earning a swift giggle as it tickled.

“o.k., done.”

seungkwan withdrew from his temporary hiding place to evaluate the total order, frowning when he noticed its last detail.

“why’d you order for three?”

“it’s for you, me and the baby.”

“what baby, hansol?” seungkwan grimaced in confusion.

“me.”

he couldn't stop the laugh that expanded into the room as hansol claimed that with the straightest of faces. hansol himself, on the other hand, considered the reaction a full-on victory, since for a few moments seungkwan wasn't and wouldn't be stressing about the countless preparations.

an hour later, seungkwan found himself laid back on a chair, the empty takeout bags scattered on the table between him and hansol, who finished his last serve of tempered noodles.

how did his lover managed to put that much food inside, seungkwan didn’t know, yet now had an idea of the coma state in which hansollie got into sometimes, seungkwan’s own stomach so full he didn’t dare to move.

“i don’t know if i can get up,” he confessed, voice dragging out after a deep exhale. one hand snaked down to his abdomen, at that point turned round and hard.

hansol smiled after swallowing one of the many absurd bites he’d managed to fit into his mouth during that late lunch.

“awesome. means you ate well.”

seungkwan huffed, irritated.

“it means i ate like a pig, that’s what it means.”

“now let’s not exaggerate.” hansol rolled his eyes, taking the moment to sip on his (now pleasantly fresh) coke. he suppressed a hiccup before adding, “your table manners are impeccable.”

“don’t know if i can say the same about yours,” seungkwan teased, trying to hold back a giggle.

hansol raised one of his thick eyebrows.

“oh, we’re being mean now? don’t expect me to carry you to bed, then.”

“noo, that’s not what i meant…” seungkwan jutted his lower lip, his foot searching for hansol’s shin under the table in order to give it a light kick.

“relax, i wouldn’t do that to you.” hansol trapped seungkwan’s foot between his feet, looking at him with sincerity. “wait like, twenty minutes and i’ll carry you bridal style into the room. then you can have the best nap of your life.”

seungkwan rubbed his sole against hansol’s heel, trying to initiate an act that commonly preceded much less innocent actions. in the reason of his stuffed state, however, he was unable to climb beyond his calf.

seungkwan sighed, sliding down on the chair while still rubbing circles on his belly. “so that’s married life, huh?”

hansol smirked.

“well, if you give me a few extra minutes, i can try something that you’ll wake you up…”

seungkwan scowled.

“sorry, i’ll pass. really want my nap.”

they both cackled, full of both food and love.

***

apparently, to stuff yourself silly with company was way less humiliating than doing it on your own, seungkwan soon found out. maybe because your shame couldn’t be shared, so your only option was to wallow on it until you passed out due to the fullness.

his worries about the ceremony unfortunately went on, hansol’s distractions only working to a certain extent. alongside this, continued the habit of snacking every time the slightest inconvenience got in the way, which led to frequent episodes of exaggeration, or even to the mortifying certainty that, between each and every main meal, a smaller one would be present.

of course the consequences began to show up, to seungkwan’s disgust: he now needed to bounce a few hops to get into his pants in the morning, his shirts started to strain due to his tummy pushing out the fabric, plus said shirt’s sleeves were pretty tight around his plushy arms. even his nipples took a toll, looking swollen all the time.

it was gradual, each passing day bringing a different change and provoking a new spiral of panic every time seungkwan noticed each respective transformation. he martirized himself, repeating inside his head “control yourself, for fucks sake”, although little did he do to actually regulate his eating patterns.

in fact, “control” became a harder verb to act upon after he leaned into the tendency of always having a bite at hand, the strategy of buying extra goodies his solution to avoid getting caught. he could understand why his fiancé got addicted to those prepackaged foods; they were the closest he had from a sigh of relief during these stressful days.

it was like he’d got lost in a maze, built up by his own lack of self-limits and from which he didn’t really bother getting out.

“seungkwaaaanie!” hansol’s voice echoed from the entrance, making seungkwan jump in his place on the floor. around him, wrappers surrounded his notebook where the reception’s layout was sketched, the countless groups’ dispositions the reason he had guiltily chewed each candy now settled to soften his stomach even more.

in a desperate fuss, he picked out the wraps and buried them deep inside his pockets in the hope of hiding them before hansol could reach the living room.

it worked, but seungkwan still received a suspicious stare as he tried to appear natural with the notebook on his lap.

“what are you doing?” hansol inquired, curious as always.

“trying not cause a war or the minimal taste of discomfort between our guests,” seungkwan informed, forcing a sarcastic smile.

“ah, i see. why don’t you just randomize it instead? it’d be fun to see some fighting, don’t you think?” hansol played along with the irony, a plastic bag dangling from his right hand.

seungkwan pointed at it. “what’s that?”

hansol’s expression lit up. “oh, i almost forgot! i brought dinner.” oh, no. “there’s like kimbap for a whole week inside here, bibimbap with your favorites and a surprise dessert to make it complete,” he proudly listed, making seungkwan experience the banal reaction of his mouth watering and the somber wish to drop dead right now, both hitting him in a manner that made his stomach twist. hansol asked, “is that alright to you?”

“great”, seungkwan thought, an honest but defeated grin on his face as he verbally responded, “it’s more than alright, baby, thank you.”

great.

***

it was the day of the last suit fitting, exactly one month before the official ceremony.

seungkwan had stupidly forgotten about that. that there was a suit reserved for his wedding, that it had been selected to be a perfect fit, that now a disaster was approaching, scary and unstoppable.

a few minutes passed with the following scene: seungkwan staring at the clothes, the clothes not-staring-back at seungkwan from where they hang inside the dressing room. he knew what was destined for him once he undressed himself, so he was somehow trying to postpone it at all costs.

maybe having breakfast was a bad idea.

“hey, is everything ok in there?” hansol sounded from the outside, his voice muffled from the wooden door.

“hm, yeah,” seungkwan tried to modulate his tone into normality as he hurriedly dressed up, the tightness of his vests a foreseen sensation. “i just need one more minute…”

the pants weren’t even the worst part, because seungkwan gave up as soon as they didn’t go up past his thighs. the suit was the piece unsettling him the most, as it was not even possible to close up more than one single button (and poorly). it looked like it’d pop with the most suave of movements, meanwhile the tux itself fitted oddly around his arms and shoulders.

before he could rationalize the situation any better, seungkwan felt the humidity of two tear streaks running down his face, one on each side.

“no, no…” he muttered, spinning around himself as if that would fix whatever wrong prevented him from adequating inside that piece. as if it were a matter of pulling a loose thread or adjusting a flap.

“seungkwanie,” hansol spoke up again, lower than before. he seemed to know seungkwan had lied and that no, things were not ok. “can you open the door, please?”

if seungkwan was a little bit stronger, a bit more capable of freaking out on his own without fearing a complete breakdown, he’d have gulped down his sobs and came up with a plausible excuse. he’d have lied to hansol, moved on and focused on making a plan to lose all that weight in 30 days. there’d sure be an youtube channel to help him with that.

as his vulnerability got to the point of overflowing, however, he knew he wasn’t strong enough for any of those actions.

slowly, he unlocked the door with the fear of suddenly finding someone other than hansol outside. as he peaked his head out, though, there was no one beside his fiancé’s worried eyes.

“seungkwanie,” hansol called, alarmed. he moved closer to the opening, and seungkwan saw how handsome he looked in the black suit they had chosen together, a plastic flower in its left pocket just to compose the preview of the fitting. “what happened, my love? why are you crying?”

seungkwan bit his lower lip, the delicate manner through which hansol communicated his preoccupation making him want to cry even more.

babbling, stumbling on his words, he said, “i… i… it’s doesn’t… it doesn’t fit anymore, hansollie.”

a few instants were needed for hansol to understand. when he did, his mouth opened in a small, soundless “o”.

“ah…” he vocalized without breaking eye contact. seungkwan was beginning to panic. “can you… can you let me in?”

seungkwan didn’t answer. instead, he pulled the man inside the room with little courtesy, wrinkling the fabric of his shirt in the process.

with his back against the door, seungkwan turned the key to lock it again, breathing uneasily while hansol took his time examining him. the damage caused by his lack of self-control was more than evident in his stomach, jutting far beyond the hem of his pants and preventing the buttons on his suit from closing without looking forced and drawing attention to the area.

“kwan-ah,” hansol exhaled, his pupils wide due to the sight in front of him.

seungkwan couldn’t stand the visual connection. “i know. i look ridiculous.”

“you’re so fucking hot.”

“yeah and… what?” he screeched, face finally up to meet hansol’s gaze. his heart started racing with the hungry expression he met. “are you insane?”

“the pants didn’t fit, did they?” questioned hansol, noticing seungkwan was wearing a tight, tight pair of jeans that hugged his legs like a second skin.

“hm, no, i didn’t wanna risk ripping them and… hansol, what are you doi–”

what hansol was doing, precisely: placing one thigh between seungkwan’s legs while his hands entered the suit, raising the white shirt and feeling seungkwan’s warm skin. he squeezed the softness that now spilled from the sides.

“hansollie,” seungkwan gasped when he experimented the pressure of hansol’s thick thigh on his groin, his face on fire as he had his chest grabbed by hansol’s shameless fingers. gosh, he really felt like he had real tits at that moment.

“if this tux isn’t fitting, we’ll find a new one,” hansol said, pressing his body against seungkwan’s. it was impossible not to notice his clothed belly being crushed against seungkwan’s exposed one, a view that only gave more perspective on the gain. “one that makes you comfortable and that allows you to eat as much as you want without worrying, you understand?”

“b-but,” seungkwan stuttered, exasperated. “i d-don’t need to eat more, i’ve already gained enough weight to not fit in my damn suit, hansol!”

hansol rolled his eyes, annoyed.

“the clothes are the one that should fit you, not the contrary,” he pointed out, face serious. “you've been taking care of everything down to every last detail, seungkwan, you literally do not rest for a single minute if i don’t keep an eye on you. having to worry about losing weight, too? oh, no, not on my watch. i’m not gonna let you get sick!”

“but…”

an index finger touched seungkwan’s lips, while his waist was held tenderly.

“shh, no buts. let’s take these off and i’ll ask for a bigger size, alright?”

seungkwan reluctantly nodded.

“i’ve probably overgrown more than one size up already…”

“and that’s far from being a problem.” hansol planted a kiss on his nose. the grip on his waist was lowered to seungkwan’s hips, more specifically to the extra skin that spilled from the sides. “you’re so soft…” hansol commented, entranced by the new additions on his lover’s body.

“oh my god, you don’t even try to hide how much you’re into this. was this your plan all along, to fatten me up so i could catch up with you?”

“of course not!” hansol exclaimed, offended. “i like you in any shape or form, seungkwan,” he said like he was stating the obvious. the sky is blue, hansol loves seungkwan. obviousnesses. “although i have to admit that it’s pretty tempting to want to see your ass growing bigger…”

seungkwan squawked when a firm grip pressed one of his buttocks.

“pervert!” he slapped hansol’s arm. “you’re a pervert, that’s what you are! now get off me and go get me a proper suit, please.”

after some resistance, hansol obeyed, amused by seungkwan’s rush to compose himself. he didn’t miss the chance to tease, “so bossy… it’s like you weren’t even crying two minutes ago.”

seungkwan pulled him by the collar of his shirt to whisper in his ear, “you better take care of this hard dick of yours before you go walking around the store, you hear me?” and with that, he kicked hansol out of the dressing room. no further ceremony.

he, too, apparently, needed to take care of the volume between his legs.

[adonis-koo]

Oh my godd misssy😢 I'm so sorry you've been feeling this way!

Honestly, i was slightly shy to really send in any asks or comments cause, WTF💖?!? I'd be gushing and squealing with puppy like excitement in every of them!

I've RE-read your works over and over again, dear! The way you can string together words and set up these detailed scenarios is just to die for! Not to mention, the intricacy of the fucking plot!! It's rare that I see someone so dedicated to the plot just as they are usually to the romance! Take Tease!au, or wicked!au for example. You've created the PERFECT balance between bitter and sweet in every one of your fics!

And even when it comes to the daddy!jk masterlist of yours, it's a 100% romance😍 and it's never boring.

If I'm being honest, i think what i like most about your writing is the angst. You leave us hanging on, waiting for more in the most artistic way possible. You make me want angst as well! You've always been able to play around with words such that i feel that fucking pang in in my chest.

Also.. i think i may have told you this.. but, my fucking boyfriend liked your stuff. He caught me scrolling through tumblr 😂😂 and he fell flat. Had half a mind to make an account of his own! So it's not just a gender oriented fan base you have.

I'm sorry I've ranted so much, lol. But, I couldn't bare to see such a beautiful and talented writer lose her spirits like this. You might say it's not much, but, i say that there should be absolutely zero depletion in that cheerful spirit.

Please, missy. Don't lose hope. There really are hundreds of thousands of people that enjoy your works. Maybe they've just not been able to work uo the courage to interact as of yet. No matter the case, please.. Don't lose your spirit. You're very very well loved, dear. You have a knack for writing, and it's a very admirable trait. Keep at it!

~ Lily ♡

Lily you got me over here trying not to sniffle and cry 😭😭😭 I’m trying really hard to pull myself out of this slump and it’s not going very well!! It’s far from the first time I’ve had feelings like this so I’ve adjusting to coping but it’s still an awful thing.

And once again, complaining and crying hasn’t really done anything, in fact I feel like it’s just made me feel even worse because again, I don’t want it come across that I don’t appreciate the ones who do support me, I love each and every single one of you!!! (your boyfriend is a bonus LOL but saying I love him would be a little too weird, still very cool that a man enjoyed my writing though and it’s not just gender exclusive🫶)

I’ve loved every moment of writing both Tease and Wicked, that’s something I cannot stress enough., but I was fresh 18 when I first started Tease, I didn’t have nearly the responsibility and stress of life that I have now getting ready to be 24, I look back and reminisce that I was actually able to pump out 10-20k every two weeks so diligently! And it makes me so depressed knowing I can no longer do that.

Not to mention that while it has been rewarding, it has become so much more taxing to my mental health to keep trying, for my own personal enjoyment it has been absolutely rewarding but the demand that people have had over the years has really stressed me out, balancing all of this is such a tricky thing! And at one point I thought it would get easier to balance, but if it does, I haven’t made it yet 😭

You and so many others give me so much encouragement, I just feel so strangely disconnected from my writing and this blog lately and I hope it doesn’t last forever 🥺 thank you so much for taking the time to send such encouraging words my way Lily I will always appreciate you my dear!!! 😭❤️

[riacte]

More Hermitgals Precure AU brainstorming:

After False transforms for the first time (to save the school), she’s suddenly unable to do it again, and she spirals into insecurity. She’s supposed to fight alongside Stress, but because she couldn’t transform the second time, Stress had to fight on her own

False knows Cleo wants to transform but lost the ability, and False is the one who has the ability but somehow can’t do it, so she feels she’s letting Cleo down. This self-imposed “burden” makes False feel worse about herself

False admits she only became student council president because no one wanted to do it (well, no one competent wanted to do it) (MCC leading flashbacks), and she’s not sure if she’s the best choice because she’s quiet and guarded, but she wants to contribute to the school

Something something about False taking up leadership roles because no one wanted to vs Ren being born and raised to be a leader of his kingdom -> she thinks hers is not a noble cause because she kiiiiinda got herself elected out of spite (at other people’s incompetence), but they tell her that regardless of her motivations, ultimately she’s still doing a good thing and contributing to change

But for Precure, she thinks Stress is way better at it because she picked it up so naturally. At the same time, False knows she’s the chosen wielder of the blue precure power, and she can’t just give it away

Eventually, she regains confidence and decides to fight for what she believes in. Stress stretches out her hand to False with a big grin and goes, “Let’s transform. Together ♡~” [insert dual transformation sequence]

The big bad, the ultimate evil, is this thing called the Algorithm. Yep, they’ve been fighting against the Algorithm the whole time. It can be an AI like Moebius in Fresh— humans at the Corporation serve the Algorithm because they think it knows best, but in the end, all the humans at the Corporation are slaves to the Algorithm.

🤡💀 I know this is typical of me buuuuuut we can name the smaller villains after social media (again) 🥺👉👈. Ticktock. Tumbler. Stanley Twit (yeah it’s him again ÙwÚ). Instagone. Weed-It (although I feel Reddit has less of an algorithm). Or something idk

(There can also be some cheeky references to AI soulless recreations because the metaphor about stealing the Genesis Block for corporate greed is Right There)

Ren gets possessed by his own darkness at some point. It’s different from Stress’ possession because Ren was tired of being helpless and summoned his cold, “evil” self. He turns grey and speaks differently like some Bad King Ren / Grimdog / Red King mashup. But everyone misses their lil doggy and they convince Ren it’s okay and he doesn’t need to be callous and unfeeling to protect his friends.

Bonus points if Ren turned evil after sacrificing himself to save his friends -> death always seems to do Things to him

Sir Joe of the Hills was an esteemed poet / scholar in the Hermit Kingdom and he created Cleo’s power from research— that’s why Cleo is the only one tied to a fairy partner.

The reason why the Hermit Kingdom didn’t unleash the pink/blue/etc powers (and had Joe make up a power) was because those powers (I’m imagining they manifest in the form of keys, Fresh Precure style) are pillars that hold up the kingdom, but when they were attacked, the kingdom fell anyway and the keys would have better use (to awaken the precure instead of protecting the kingdom. The bad guys are mainly after the Genesis Block which is in possession of Ren and co, so they need the legendary warriors to protect the block.)

When Ren and Iskall fled, they took the pink and blue keys. The bad guys were trying to attack Ren, so knowing he’s the bigger target, Ren gives the Genesis Block and the keys to Iskall. But the blue key is like “fuck it, someone’s gotta protect this doggy” and sticks with Ren.

Half of the green key is still holding up the Hermit Kingdom, but eventually they decide it would be put to better use if they made a precure from it. Gem takes half of the green key and goes to the human world, the Genesis Block fixes the other half and gives her the power to transform.

The yellow key was lost after the fall of the kingdom but it magically appeared to revive Pearl and give her powers

The whole key thing is so they can “unlock their potential” (think Shugo Chara), like they absorb the key in their heart and out comes a glowing blob (representing their soul / individuality / creativity) that falls into their transformation item (whatever that might be). When False couldn’t transform, that was because she couldn’t manifest the glowing blob even though she had a key.

OG Cleo didn’t have a key— just Joe and her transformation item (that got broken). But after rescuing Jhost and the ~power of friendship and creation~, the Genesis Block creates an orange key for her, but it’s also ~special~ so she still needs Jhost to transform. It’s a Joe+Cleo two in one deal. This is purely because I don’t wanna exclude Cleo from the keys and the idea of “unlocking potential” 🥺

Idk what the transformation item is— I considered watches (Yes 5 style) simply because I reallllly liked those butterfly watches. Since the theme is creativity, I suppose everyone could have a different item. Like Stress can have a perfume bottle (for the flowers). Someone can have a watch, a mirror, camera, compact, etc

[baladric]

tell me about your sad man!!!!! 🥺🥺

oh man i am still not used to saying things on here and ppl going i see that you have said a thing pls elaborate on that thing, also THANk u bless u so on and so forth

my sad sad man is named ALISTAIRE FINCH and he is the protag of a story about some idiots who killed half of god as a power grab and fucked up the fabric of reality as a whole (SECRETLY), condemning these two civilizations on opposite sides of the veil to a dysfunctional symbiosis and eventual collapse, until alistaire is selected to take the place of the last court composer of the immortal court (A SURPRISINGLY HIGH STAKES ROLE) and is forced to pack up his (HARD WON) life and move to the other side of the veil (WEIRD, CREEPY, WHY IS THE WEATHER WARM HERE WTF DO YOU MEAN Y'ALL HAVE SUNLIGHT ALL YEAR) where he finds out kings are exactly as stupid and bitchy as all the stories say and asks way too many questions (dont you think its kind of Weird that you can't Create Things without kidnapping humans to do it for you what's that about) and finds out the thing about some idiots killing half of god and listen i don't know if he's gonna feel moved to fix it or not yet but what i do know is he has some extremely freaky sex with the bitchy king, and honestly what more does anyone want in a story

ive been playin w him for like Years but i never found where he fit—knew he was a composer and a pianist, knew he was Chilly™ (he is,, also,,,,, where the idea of assassin couriers, came from,,,,...,.. which is definitely for sure unrelated to everything) but then i 1) reread the locked tomb 2) watched akira 3) listened to a lot of rachmaninoff 4) played hyper light drifter and 5) got obsessed w the demiurg, and now i not only KNOW what's up w him, i have Soooooo much actual shit to play with and i am gnawing gnashing biting biting biting biting;adlkfjaw

bonus points: royal line of shifter dragons, court intrigue with morally dubious fey-adjacent nobility/socialites, alistaire's very excellent sister juliette who's gonna get herself in so much trouble and then fix it her own damn self bc She Might Be Low On Common Sense But Her Mistakes Are HERS Dammit, extremely haunted magic, and a great deal of horniness about the tactile experience of live music

A is also,, a triple capricorn. so that's really too bad for him

[fearandhatred]

You don't have to answer all of these if there's too many! Also, hi! :)

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

💖 What made you start writing?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

hii bestie <3

🎶 and 🤡 answered!!

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

answered here but i do have a few others in the works... i have a hanahaki chaptered fic in my drafts now except the hanahaki has stages of infection 🤭 it's going to take so long to write because i'm doing so much research on flower and animal and plant meanings but i'm super excited for it

💖 What made you start writing?

sandman bonus episode with morpheus and calliope 🙏 i've had ideas for fics written down for years before this but i never actually wrote any of it. until sandman lol it's not even a fic really it's like 600 words but an evil spirit got hold of me and i spat that out half-unconscious and i'm actually still quite proud of it. then idk it all progressed from there. i don't know why exactly it was this that made me start writing because i wouldn't consider either of them my favourite characters lol but it is what it is and i'm grateful

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

i have found that anything with crowley and jesus is my weak spot. writing them just makes me so SAD. idk if i'll ever write another fic with the both of them because i've pretty much covered the whole of golgotha and then some, but if i get another idea i'd definitely want to. there's just something about their inherent dichotomy of being THE son of god and THE serpent of eden but also the insane number of similarities between them and also jesus's whole deal with being kind to everyone. it's just so. it is just so

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

mean? yes all the time... playfully??? no not really. sometimes i feel really evil when writing something but i would consider it all necessary for the story, and also anything that hurts the readers also hurts me to write lmao

[balmacedapascal]

girl, i am back!!!! and completely in love with your single dad!Harwin 🧡🥺✨ can we get a "how can i help?" in that verse?? bonus points if it's rhae asking 🥴😭🥺

(this is for a modern single dad!Harwin au that I mentioned yesterday and might eventually flesh out into a full on story but the concept is Harwin is raising Jace and Luke on his own and has recently reconnected with Rhaenyra, whom he grew up with and hasn't seen in years. Jace and Luke are his kids in this, not theirs. at least not biologically. okay i hope you like it <3)

It only took one night for Rhaenyra to discover how quickly plans could change with someone who had children. Her and Harwin had managed to meet up a handful of times since they'd first bumped into each other, grabbing coffee or lunch when they could to try and catch up. And tonight was the first chance they'd had to make plans for dinner. The first time it would be something she might actually consider a date. The whole thing was still a bit casual, the two of them dancing around the conversation of where this was going. But she was looking forward to spending time with him, time that didn't have a timer on it for when they both needed to get back to their responsibilities. And when he'd offered to cook for them rather than going out to, she'd been happy for the chance of a potentially intimate night together.

What she hadn't expected was little Jace to answer the door when she rang the bell at half past seven. "Um, hi Jace. Do you remember me? I'm a friend of your dad's."

"Yep! He said you were coming over for dinner. And he said that we were supposed to be on our best behavior. And he said to let him know when you got here. And - oh! Come on, you can come and see the fish me and Luke got last month. DAD! Miss Nyra's here! I'm showing her my fish!"

And before she could process anything that had come out of the little boy's mouth at a mile a minute, she found herself in a surprisingly tight grip and being pulled into the house, just barely getting the door closed behind her as she stumbled along behind the six year old. She wasn't sure exactly where Harwin was but she found herself being led down a hall lined with an assortment of photos of all three Strongs that she would've enjoyed inspecting if given the chance. Instead, she got a brief glimpse before finding herself in a bedroom filled with books and toys and games and little Luke in some kind of dinosaur onesie playing with a slew of action figures. He didn't do much more than look up and give her a sweet smile before going back to his toys.

There was an aquarium next to the window that Rhaenyra found herself kneeling in front of, listening with as much attention as she could manage as she was given a rundown of every type of fish in the water with as much detail as the little boy could manage. She wasn't sure she'd remember any of it by the time he was finished but it seemed best she make the effort until she was able to break away.

"Jace, I told you to let me know when she got here, not hide her away in the room you two absolutely didn't clean up like I asked you to. You don't get to hog the new guests all for yourself." Jace's explanations were interrupted at the sound of Harwin's voice, getting both her and the boys to turn towards the doorway. He looked good, despite being dressed down for a night in. A kitchen towel was draped over his shoulder and he'd pulled back his hair into bun that seemed to be fighting its constraints. The smile he offered her was sheepish but sweet and she tried not to think too long on how there was suddenly a swarm of butterflies in her stomach.

"But you said we could show new people the fish when they first come over," Jace argued, leading to a staring match between father and son for the ten seconds it took her to stand and join Harwin in the doorway.

"They were very impressive fish," she added, getting a smile from the boys and a head shake from their dad which seemed a good enough compromise. "How about you tell me more about them later, Jace? Does that sound okay?"

"Okay." And just like that the boys went back to playing, Jace joining Luke on the floor to pick up where she guessed they'd left off when he'd met her at the door.

For the second time in ten minutes, Rhaenyra found herself being led down the hall, this time by a much gentler and less demanding touch. She followed Harwin back to the living room where she was treated to another sheepish smile as he turned back to her. "Hey, sorry about - well, all of it. They were going to have a sleepover with some friends from school but I got a call right before we were about to leave that the other kids are down chicken pox and I didn't have a chance to give you a heads up. I know I promised a nice relaxing night and you've already been bombarded with every fact he's managed to retain on angelfish and neon tetras. If you want to raincheck I understand, really. Especially since you look like you came straight from work and-"

"Harwin! Stop, breathe, relax." He did as she instructed and she couldn't but reach for his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze even though it seemed a hug might have done him better. "It's all fine. I may not have a ton of experience with kids but I am aware that they should take top priority. And I'd have a lot more issues with you still sending them off to a chicken pox infected household so I could have an adults only dinner. Now, please, how can I help?"

There was a pause as he looked down at her, almost as if he was still processing everything between them. And then she blinked and his lips were on hers, a soft kiss that lingered for a heartbeat as his free hand reached up to cup the side of her face. It surprised her, leaving her off balance for a moment before she leaned into the touch and kissed him back. When he pulled back, the smile he wore had relaxed and she felt one mirroring it on her own lips. "Just come keep me company while I finish things up and that will be more than enough." Another quick peck and then the hand holding hers pulled her in the direction she assumed was the kitchen.

And when he lifted her up onto the countertop instead of letting her go over to one of the stools, she could feel the flutter in her stomach once more, relishing in the oddly comforting domesticity of the quiet moments before the patter of little feet came echoing down the hall to join them.

[clotpolesonly]

tagged by @exhuastedpigeon!!! <3

rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic? -10 -> very dissuaded  0 - don’t care either way  +10 -> very enticed  nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged.  Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional.

Age gap: -2

it's not that i have a particular objection to it on a moral/ethical level or anything, it's just generally not my preferred vibe

Codependency: 5

it is not healthy and that's what makes it entertaining XD

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: +2

reeeaaaally depends, tbh, both on the execution of it and on my mood. and if it's a kink or not 😅 anything goes in kink fics lmao, but if i'm looking for a romance that's being taken seriously and being portrayed as a good (at least mostly) healthy thing, then i don't have a lot of patience or tolerance for it. i like seeing it addressed and worked through sometimes, though. idk, i'm picky about this one.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): +4

stealing prev's: yes, but only if it's accurate to canon characterizations and isn't just shoving characters into trope boxes ✔

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: +10

yeeeeaaaah that's the fun stuff

Friends with benefits: +7

promises good angst uwu, but also has the potential for miscommunication tropes that i have to be in the right mood for or else they get annoying and try my patience lol

Sex to feelings: +7

as distinct from friends with benefits?? 😂 i haven't heard of this one as a separate stand-alone trope, i don't think

Fake dating/relationship: +10

so much fun, so versatile, so many ways it can go

Friends to lovers: +6

still very good, but not as good as enemies to lovers. i also just really invest in strong friendships and am often would rather they stay like that rather than evolve into romance/sex. i'm a sucker for really really good friends 🥺

Found Family: +10

FUCK YEAH

Hurt/Comfort: +10

literally 85% of my thoughts per day revolve around contrived and self-indulgent h/c scenarios, it's all i care about tbh

Love Triangle: -3

it's gotta really be done well and without obnoxious cliche shit, it's not that it can't be done effective but it's really not a promising trope

Poly, open relationships: +1

it's not something that i'll necessarily seek out on purpose, but i enjoy it well enough

Mistaken/hidden identity: +4

can be very fun if it's done well

Monsterfucking: +7

i go back and forth depending on my mood 😂 i go through phases of Fuck Yeah Smuuuuut, at which times i am all about it, and phases of Good God Sex Is So Boring What's The Point, at which times i could not give less of a fuck. but when i'm on board, the monsterfucking is definitely an incentivizing trope 👌🏻👌🏻

Pregnancy: -6

i'm with prev, pregnancy weirds me out, alkdfjgh. it weirds me out irl too, it's borderline body horror for me haha, i find it quite squicky, so i've gotta be in juuuust the right headspace to go in for reading about it specifically. like, the mere presence of it won't stop me from reading an otherwise promising story, and i'm fine to skim if it's not prominent, but i'm not gonna read a story about pregnancy, ya know? no thanks.

Second Chance: +5

if it's done really well, it's fantastic. if it's done halfheartedly, too quickly, or with a sense that the author doesn't really understand or respect why the character NEEDS a second chance (ie, what they did wrong in the first place), then it's awful lol. so. picky about it, but when it hits, it hits hard.

Slowburn: +10

i am SO DOWN for a 200k story where they only kiss in the last chapter, if it's done well akldfjkdjgf

Soulmates: -4

the aro in me tends to be rubbed the wrong way by universes that are predicated on the assumption of an Other Half or fated romantic pairing. sometimes token efforts are made to worldbuild around it (i've written that myself tbh), but the whole concept is amatonormative enough to make me lowkey uncomfortable a lot of the time. doesn't mean i won't read or even enjoy them, but sometimes i reach my quota of romancey shit and decide FUCK THIS and can't stand to read them for a while 😂 gotta purge the yucky vibes before i can accept them again

and i'm taggingggg: @adamprrishcycle @fuck-isthatovid and @luulapants cuz that's all i can think of right now ily

[arnold-layne]

hi arnold! what are you’re top ten movies?

hi kk!

this is a question that always makes me wanna crawl back into my hole because admitting I don't really watch movies always makes people very surprised. idk it's just not my favourite artistic medium I guess? the amount of information unleashed on me in like 2 hrs always makes me overwhelmed af and I have to stop to process. but I do have a couple to recommend lmao, although they are all pretty mainstream

pride and prejudice! both 2005 film and 1995 mini series are amazing, I can't choose between the two

mad max fury road - one hell of an aesthetic, badass old ladies, deadly charlize theron, do I need to go on

venom - one more tom hardy movie, sorry. we stan monsterfucking on this blog

the dirt. you know I had to put it on the list

jumanji (both parts) - a lot of fun, karen gillan is there,

the joker. nobody look at me. I'm not endorsing the main character, but I do think this movie is a very good representation of how society with its neglect and contempt drives poor and mentally ill people to monstrosity and then blames them for it. loved it will never watch it again

bohemian rhapsody! no comment needed I suppose

the help! the book is AMAZING and the movie did it justice overall, although they did botch some character development at the end.

I ran out of movies at this point because I haven't watched any in like half a year so I'll recommend you a couple shows instead

the witcher. they fucked up the entire storyline and made yennefers character all about her baby fever but it's still a decent show with dark fantasy vibe. you'd still be better off playing the game tho

downton abbey!!! I never thought I'd get into that kind of thing, but it really sucks you in. and the characters are multidimensional and complex, with servant characters given as much depth as the noble ones. It's worth watching for maggie smith's character alone

bonus: hbo chernobyl. fucked me up big time. I'm still seeing that irradiated dude that rotted alive in my nightmares. shows really well the scope of the tragedy and just how badly it was handled by the ussr.

I guess that's it lmao. I'm REALLY not into movies as a whole so I don't know many of them, and those I have watched I can't remember for shit. please don't judge me by this list I tried my best 🥺

[bultaonene]

tk violinist tae x raven gguk

Violinist taehyung practices everyday in an old, now abandoned music room. He plays and he plays and he plays for hours, because he wants to be first violin and soon there will be auditions.

So he goes there everyday and plays, far from anyone that could point out his mistakes and bring him down.

Until one day the old, creaking floor collapses right under his feet.

It is sudden, with no apparent reason. It collapses and Taehyung falls with it, holding his violin tight because it matters more than his own spine, his own life. Miraculously, he survives. One of his legs makes his eyes tear up with pain and he's covered in dust, but he's alive.

For now, at least.

Because he has no idea how it's possible, but there's a cave under the music room. A giant cave half filled with water, gloomy and dark. The cave itself isn't what worries him the most, though. Far more relevant than where he is, it's what is in the cave with him.

At first he thinks it's a bird, huge and black and terrifying. But the wings open and there is a man inside- no. Not simply inside the wings. He is the one with the wings. Taehyung half screams when the man jumps from his perch and glides towards him like an eagle pointing its prey. He crouches right above the violinist, tilting his head like a bird may do.

His face is a mask, no emotion displayed. He doesn't look like a monster, his face pale and perfect. But it feels like he's one nevertheless.

The winged man stares from above, eyes hungry. And Taehyung can't move, can't escape - he can only close his eyes and clutch his violin, the strings whining feebly while he moves.

He waits for his demise, for the moment he gets teared apart by the creature above him. Nothing happens.

When he opens his eyes, the creature is watching the violin with a curious gaze.

"Your music box," he says. His voice is raspy, like he hasn't used it in centuries, but melodic.

"You are the one who does the music."

Taehyung gulps, hands trembling. The curious glint in the monster's eyes and his stilted words make him look childish, naive. But his open wings are still terrifying.

"Play the music box."

"It's a violin," snaps Taehyung, slightly irritated. He's lucky his 'music box' is still in one piece and he feels like blaming the creature for his fall, even if it's the floor that gave up on him.

"Violin," repeats the winged man. He plays with his fingers, wings fluffing up and moving up and down. Taehyung belatedly realise he's excited. "I like the violin. Love it. Pretty. Play the violin, Man from Above."

Taehyung stares at the smile on the creature. It's warm and genuine, tinged with childish innocence.

And so, Taehyung plays for him.

Or: raven Jeongguk only goes Above for food. It's understandable; his diet requires fresh meat.

He doesn't mind from which source.

He's lonely, but no one wants to talk with him. He tried once or twice, but the humans always scream when they see him. It makes him sad and angry. (And when he's sad and angry he gets hungrier too and, well. The humans don't scream for long after that)

But he has one friend. Not really a friend but they always come and make pretty sounds. It makes him warm and happy. He never saw his friend but they are really good. Until one day the ceiling breaks and something white crashes down on his home.

It's his friend!! And he has a music box!!!

He says it's a "vi-oh-leen". Jeongguk likes the viohleen. It's pretty and makes pretty sounds.

And his friend is pretty too. And kind. And when he shows his teeth jeongguk feels warm and all light and his feather go "vrr!" and stand up all happy.

But his friend is hurt. He cries when jeongguk touches his leg and he feels so bad, all gloomy and sad and his wings go all wobbly and low.

"No tears" he says, determined. He will care for his friend. He'll keep him safe.

Yes, jeongguk is a good boy. He can do that.

Bonus: tae teaches him about things and guk is all starry eyed and "you are so smart!!! good boy!!!" 🥺 and once tae tells him about shooting star ("you know, when the shiny things in the sky fall down") and guk is like "like you!!!" and tae is all blushing and shy and

"No guk ofc not" and guk "but you were all white and bright and you fell down!!" 🥺🥺🥺 just gukkie discovering new things 🥺🥺