#e-tion fic

[slytherinshua]

SKATE INTO MY HEART

genre. fluff. skater au. meetcute kinda? warnings. kissing. reader falls off their skateboard once. i know nothing about skateboarding but i tried to do some research for this lmfao. pairing. changyun x reader. wc. 1.5k. a/n. guys im officially whipped asf for etion its not even funny anymore

Unlike most of your friends, you liked getting up early. Not just waking up early only to go back to sleep, but doing things in the early hours of the morning. 

You liked the cool chill of the morning air and the fresh crisp dewy smell of the wet grass. You liked the walk you took to the skatepark when the sky was still a dusky blue and the sun hadn’t even fully awoken yet.

But, most of all, you liked the welcome solitude of the skatepark in the early morning. You had been skeptical of skateboarding as a hobby when you were little. It looked boring and dangerous and even lame to you 12 year old brain. 

Your older brother had loved it, though, and in an attempt to spend more time with him, you picked it up too. Turns out, skateboarding wasn’t as lame as you thought. The adrenaline rush you felt as the breeze blew through your hair and you felt like you were going a mile a minute was addicting. The satisfaction of cleanly landing a hard trick was like no other. 

What had first been an attempt at finding an activity to do with your brother quickly turned into 15 long years of skating. And now, you still kept it as a side hobby to relax before a long work day.

It was one of those mornings where you felt like nothing could possibly go wrong. It was the perfect temperature— chilly, but comfortable with a hoodie on— and the light rain the day before left the outside world fresh and clean.

You got up at 5 AM and were already on your way to the skatepark at 5:20. You wore jeans and a simple hoodie to keep warm and comfortable, hair tied up so it wouldn’t get in your face. You had been working on a trick called the laser flip for a couple weeks now. It was technically challenging, and it had been nothing but failures so far. But you still worked on it, determined to master it eventually.

Nothing could possibly interrupt the idyllic morning. You were already planning it in your head. You would arrive at the skatepark and skate for an hour and blissful seclusion, then stop by a coffee shop on your way to work. You felt as if you could even handle your boss’s yelling today and not even flinch. You felt amazing.

Well, until the first part of your plan fell apart.

As the skatepark came into your view, it was immediately clear that there was already someone skating there. Really? At 5:30 in the morning!?

You sighed heavily at the sight and debated turning back around to go home. You hated conversing with other skaters or even sharing the space. You didn’t like to have to be cautious of other people using the same space. More often than not, it ended in ruined tricks and frustration.

Not to mention that most of the skaters you had encountered in your town were smoking and high all the time. It was just better if you didn’t mix with that crowd.

But you really wanted to be able to skate this morning, so you trudged along the path, setting your skateboard down when you were almost to the park and skating the rest of the way.

At first, you tried to ignore the other person there. You didn’t pay any attention to him or his rather impressive ollie 540, which he landed cleaner than you had ever seen. Okay, maybe you paid a little attention to him. You shook your head and focused back on your own skating, though. Just because he’s a good skater doesn’t mean that you wanted to converse with him.

You attempted your laser flip again, positioning your feet in the right place and executing a frontside shuvit and a heel-flip to lift yourself up in the air. You almost landed it, really. It was so close to being a perfect land.

But instead, that stupid guy from across the skatepark had made eye contact with you at just that moment, flashing a pretty smile at you, causing you to lose focus and trip over the board on your way down.

The guy halted abruptly when he saw you fall and hurried over. He knelt down to make sure you weren’t hurt anywhere and held out his hand for you to grab to help stand up.

You had always been petty and in the moment you felt like it was entirely his fault that you hadn’t landed the laser flip. You brushed his hand away and stood up on your own, brushing off your hands and jeans.

“That’s a shame. Your technique was pretty solid. You could’ve landed it smoothly.” He said, a small smile playing on his lips.

Up close, you could see every detail of his face. His high cheekbones and pointy chin. His smooth skin and piercing dark eyes. He must’ve caught you taking a glance at him because his lips curved upwards into a sweet smile. You could see how perfectly his smile lines appeared on his face and how his lips didn’t quite meet all the way when spread into the heart-fluttering gesture.

“I would’ve landed it if I hadn’t gotten distracted.” You muttered, feeling your ego bruise at embarrassing yourself in front of him, clearly the better skater of the two of you. 

He let out an amusement scoff, and got back on his board, calling out a clear, “Try it again!” as he skated a bit away.

You sighed when you realized that he had stopped once he got to the other end and was now sitting on his board, staring intently at you, waiting for you to make the move.

Your plan had originally been to go home after that embarrassing fall, but now that the handsome guy was waiting for you to try to laser flip again, you felt like you had no choice. You took a breath and got back on your board.

You felt nervous that someone was watching you. You had barely even taken skating lessons in your years of skating, learning mostly with your brother, through trial and error, and with YouTube. It certainly didn’t help that the person watching you was someone you found extremely attractive.

But as you bent your knees, and caught his smile from the corner of your eyes, you felt a surge of confidence. You jumped, feeling the adrenaline rush in the pit of your stomach, your skateboard flipped in the air, and you landed cleanly.

You beamed and your eyes immediately went in search of him. He was smiling too, his pearly teeth out on display and his eyes shining with an unmistakable message. He was proud of you. You skated over to him and sat down next to him.

“I’ve been struggling with that for weeks. I didn’t expect to suddenly get it today.” You said with a laugh.

“I guess I’m a good luck charm, then.” He said smoothly, “I’m Changyun by the way.”

“Y/n.”

“Y/n… Can I treat you to coffee?”

//

“When you tripped, I couldn’t help myself! You almost fell on your face!” You giggled.

Changyun looked offended, “So you would’ve just stood there and laughed at me even if I fell flat on my face?”

“It’s only ‘cause I adore you.” You said quickly, attempting to save yourself from the trap you had put yourself in. You cupped his cheeks with your hands, staring into his eyes until the hurt look in his eyes faded into love.

“Next time you fall off your board, I have the right to laugh, though.” He said quickly. Clearly there was still an ounce of hurt left in him, but you knew how to get rid of it.

“Okay, baby. Sure. Laugh all you want.” You moved one of your hands from his cheek to his shoulder, leaning in until your lips met his soft ones.

Changyun loved to kiss you and he easily melted into it, his lips moving against yours gently. His hands slipped to your waist, pulling you closer to him, and once you broke the kiss to catch your breath, he continued a trail of kissing by your lips and up your cheek until you were giggling from the ticklish feeling and pulling away. You rested your forehead against his, your heart racing in sync with his.

“I think your skateboard ran away from you.” You whispered, eyes glancing behind your boyfriend to where his black skateboard was, indeed, slowly rolling away.

Changyun smiled, on the verge of a laugh, “It always ruins the moment.” He gave one more short kiss to your lips before breaking the close embrace and jogging off to stop his board.

↳ onf taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @edensgardenn

[night-at-the-musian]

howdy, i’m ian! i write fanfics catered towards adults! i interact and follow from @trans-cowboy-archivist.

this is a natm blog, mainly, but there’s other stuff here. i will flood your dash with tiny gay people. this is a promise.

i am what the kids call “a grown man”, which means i write and sometimes reblog adult stuff. use your judgement before you follow me, and i tag pretty much everything adult so if you want to blacklist it you can.

Stuff I Wrote

i’m afraid i’ll go to heaven [E] [complete]

Jedediah and Octavius don’t make it out of Pompeii. While the museum mourns, the two have a spiritual journey. Content for this fic is tagged #heavenverse.

Evening at the Archive [E] [occasionally updated]

Shorter tales, most of them explicit.

SCP-10407: The Museum [G] [current work]

A SCP Wiki-style documentation of the NatM series, made in collaboration with @rivran!

my heart will stop in joy [M] [complete]

A temporary exhibit, on display at the AMNH for a limited time, brings forth a vengeful force from the past. Terrible, painful memories bubble up from the depths of the minds of everyone on display. They can be taken, and joy restored - for a price. Content for this fic is tagged #joyverse.

The Path to Black Avernus [G] [complete]

Octavius dies to a snake bite, and Jedediah tries to get his soul back from the underworld.

Other Things

Maccadam Monday! All posts will be tagged #transformers.

Dungeon Meshi Thursday! All posts will be tagged #dungeon meshi.

JoJo Fridays! All posts will be tagged #jjba.

Ahkmenrah Sunday. Happens occasionally. I just rb a shitload of Ahk art and memes because he’s wonderful and I love him.

Polls. Any time a competition has NATM in it I rb it here, and encourage the [character]sweep. I tag these posts with #polls.

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Inspiration tags are: #cowboy blues, #roman holidays, #boney bones, #knight shift, #inspi-fae-tion

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[kkrazy256]

AO3 wrapped!

Respond to this with what you would call the top 5 fanfics you’ve read in 2022. Any genre! Any ship! (Bonus points: if you’re a creator, make this a 5+1 and include your favorite fic you wrote in 2022!)

Then leave this in your friends’ asks too. Let’s give creators one more spotlight before the year ends, and share some of what we’ve enjoyed along the way!

Hiii mikey!! Had to go dig in bookmarks and deliberate how to narrow it down to five, that is so little to account for all the amazing ones I’ve read this year 😭 so I’ll try to put a few from different fandoms. 

TCW

politicians in my eyes by jaigeye. A Fox kills Palp fic, but I will know it as THE Fox kills Palp fic. This fic still lives in my head rent free all the time. It’s amazing. I remember reading it while listening to the accompanying playlist. A whole different experience. Remi’s writing is just, I can’t even explain it. Amazing amazing stuff. 

their days are darker by Cal. CAL FIC BELOVED. Thank you so much for hyping this fic up on the dash when it was ongoing. Because I would have never seen it. The first cal fic I read and how I got to meet Cal. Holding this most belovedly because e mo tions. 

Naruto

The Last Time I'll Abandon You by professor of naruto. Just holy shit. I’m in the process of re-reading it right after catching up because I can’t put my thoughts about it in words just yet. Because it’s just so so SO good. I went through the entire thing like, ‘oh god everything happens so much to him. Oh god someone PLEASE help him’ It’s :(((( I’m so emo. It’s so good. I love the way they’ve written each character, especially Rin. This fic hurts my heart and I love love love it.

Dance of the Dog God by Tartarun. AU where kks went rogue before Kannabi. And Obito adopts Naru and Sasuke. Cool exploration of how different everyone’s dynamics would be in this situation. Awesome mission arcs. The words they string together are breathtaking. Sometimes I just reread certain lines like wow. I need to print these words out and eat them. The worldbuilding of Uzushio is so so cool. Very highly recommended. 

Disco Elysium

10,000 Things According to Will by Lepak. Kim reconnecting with his Seolite heritage and all the mixed feelings that come with that. This one made me genuinely cry and feel so homesick. There were so many moments in this one where I had to stop and say, ‘hey, I’ve felt this. Hey, I’ve had this dish before’. Just very genuine and beautiful writing. 

+1 

My favorite this year of my own writing is Of Hair Dyes and Dolls  This was my first time writing Sabine and Rebels fic in general. But I really loved the way I wrote this. It felt like a little movie, and I’m so glad I was finally able to convey that grandpa granddaughter relationship between her and Remedy. 

[tangereendream]

WIP ask game

The most wonderful @burningdarkfire tagged me for this one! Thank you!

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Now, I have 35 WIP documents, so I'm not going to list them all, just the ones with actual snippets to pull from (the rest are just outlines).

Her Name Is Ellie

Bury the Lead

egg him up

essek/fjord evil

esswulf canon divergence

feign death

In You Black Heart

Schweinshaxe

Show me where it hurts, I'll show you how it works

sigh... breeding kink...

So Bleed Me

you take yourself too seriously

I'll tag @widogastwebofwords @perpetualnovelboyfriend uuh and anyone else who wants to

fill list of wip document titles. Critical role unless otherwise specified.

sexy science times

the devil you know (or go home)

you're so alive you think you'd rather be dead

Heroes Go To Heaven, Villains Go To Port Damali State University

Her Name Is Ellie

Crueler Kindness

Evil with a capital E

sigh... breeding kink...

wulf and trent's awful adventure (colab)

wulf watches cam

An Extremely Unofficial Guide to the Proper Care and Maintenance of Anxious War Criminals by Eadwulf Grieve

and they were gym bros (oh my gods they were gym bros)

astrid/wulf/essek

Bury the Lead

Court Drama

Egg him up

essek/fjord evil

essek/wulf/ludinus

esswulf canon divergence

executioner divergence

feign death

hey boy nice knife wound can i put my tongue in it

hospital time

i can't ever wake up

in your black heart

keptolo fic

nye

one rule

Schweinshaxe

Selkie AU

Sex pollen but it isn’t immediately obvious it’s sex pollen

Show me where it hurts, I'll show you how it works

so bleed me

tell me i'm a bad man/kick me like a stray

thank you for the venom

the world needs more spinach not more motherfuckers like me

this is not thursday

watch change

you know how to say goodbye

you take yourself too seriously

june prompts

providing leverage

E * MO * TION

the one left behind

[blaseball] In Your Rotten Heart

[blaseball] Perfect Bake

[blaseball] send him back to the null space (colab)

you hold me sturdy like I am not a shadow

[fire emblem three houses] you can't kill your way to peace

[friends at the table] It's Dark and It's Matter

[star trek deep space nine] can you even tell i'm standing in front of you?

[ds9] it feels like the world is crumbling down

[ds9] when your greed destroys all those underneath

[the magnus archives] monster-seeking-monster

[tma] The Magnus Institute is Under New Management!

[cyberrat]

64th Batch Of Fics: 2nd Fill

OC / OCs – Milky AU – Part 74 – medical kink; pseudo science – No time like the present to get some e-du-ca-tion!

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Danny is nodding along but Professor Williams isn’t sure whether he’s just moving for movements sake or has actually listened along, so he pauses, folding his hands in front of his lap. After a moment, he nods to himself.

“Ah, this might be a good teaching moment as well. I know – or at least I strongly hope so – that the issue of consent has been discussed exhaustively throughout your life and your movement through our educational system, but I will gladly reiterate it here: if there is a cause to doubt whether the other person has actively understood what is or will be happening to them, simply wait for an opportunity to make properly sure. Nothing easier than that, yes?”

The students murmur amongst themselves. The Professor decides to believe that they are discussing his words just now with gusto instead of talking about the catty cry of Mister Reyes just now as he arched his back and started to pump out a rather impressive load.

Professor Williams takes heed not to accidentally step on the splattered cum as he moves around the table. Once Mister Reyes has calmed himself down he clears his throat and asks: “Would you mind getting on all fours? I think it’s time…”

“F-For the show part. Yeah… yeah, I heard you alright,” Danny rasps. He is flushed and out of breath but very eager to move along. Williams has to offer him some assistance so he can twist around carefully, his huge belly hindering his freedom of movement. While his attention is on the calf and to make sure he is comfortable, the students’ murmuring becomes somewhat louder as they feel less scrutinized now. The air in the auditorium has become thicker even though they’ve previously opened as many windows as possible to keep the air circulation going.

It smells of arousal. Also nothing out of the ordinary – at least for the professor. The students will learn some restraint with time; there are things that they have to get exposed to again and again in order to learn. While they have all grown up in a society with cows and calfs, most of them have never really engaged with them in this way. Certainly not with one that is crashing hard and fast into a Fuck Hunger as far as Williams can tell.

Danny is already starting to drool, his puffy nipples pearling with milk. As soon as he is on all fours, he curls his tail to the side in invitation; waiting to get mounted.

“Excuse me,” he mutters, hectic with excitement as he hurries to grab the camera hanging on a highly flexible arm from the ceiling. He fumbles around for a moment as he both tries to turn on the large projection screen as well as position the camera properly which results in everything taking longer if he had just stopped and done one at a time but every once in a while he can’t help his own excitement, right?

It’s not every day one got the opportunity to show off such a beautiful prime specimen to the curious, eager minds of tomorrow’s health care providers. Finally, though, Mister Reyes’ behind is front and center on the large screen. The camera had been upgraded some time ago, showing everything down to the small hairs dusting his cheeks and the freckles visible on his skin.

Perfect. Funds used well for once.

“In just a minute I will ask you to form an orderly line, put on a pair of the latex gloves you find over there, and have a feel for yourself, but for now I would like you to simply witness this.”

He has put on a pair of gloves himself, the snapping of the latex loud against his wrist. It’s gone so very quiet again, he’s half sure he can hear a thick swallow or two.

The Professor has an eye on the large projection screen, having tho awkwardly shift to the side so he wouldn’t block the view with his body as he grabs the calf’s cheeks and carefully spreads them open with the air of someone holding a fruit right on the cusp between perfectly ripe and spoiled.

“Would you look at that.” His hushed voice of reverence is completely drowned by the low, drawn-out groan of the calf once the comparatively cool air of the auditorium hits his swollen, glistening hole. “This is the hole of a perfectly healthy calf most of the time. You will find that he is still secreting more than enough slick despite obviously not being able to conceive at the moment but that is nothing unusual at all. Many calfs and even some very adaptable cows have to manage life with a constant low level of arousal.”

He lightly touches two fingers to it, dragging them all around the rim, then showing his glistening fingertips to the camera and how a thick string of slick stretches between them once he rubs them together a little and spreads them apart.

“Well then. I will show you now what I would like you to try in a moment: Once you have put on the gloves, carefully insert two fingers of your dominant hand like so… you may hold on to the calf’s tail if they buck a bit too much but remember not to exert too much force to avoid inflicting pain. Do not… do not be alarmed by a big show of emotion like that, it seems… ah, it seems Mister Reyes is particularly sensitive today- Are you alright, Mister Reyes?”

He has trouble standing properly to the side to not block the camera while also keeping his fingers inside the hot, silky clutch of the calf’s body. Danny is groaning long and low; more a moo than anything else, really, as he thrusts his ass back, obviously trying to fuck himself.

“W-Whu? Yeah, yeah… yeah, f-fu- I mean… d-dang. Come on- more please-”

The professor nods, clearing his throat. “Very well uh… yes. You should insert your fingers like so. You may move them around a little, get a feeling for how a calf feels. You will find them very… uh… very slippery and with a notably high temperature. Once you have your bearings, feel around a bit harder against the wall of their intestines, you should eventually be able to find the- ah. There it is.”

Danny has thrown his head back, a wordless, slack-faced sound of pleasure bursting from him when Williams touches his prostate, rounding it in two firm swirls before pulling his fingers back out. “They will usually let you know once you found it. Okay, then…” he trails off a little once he turns back toward the students. He shouldn’t be surprised at their flushed faces and glassy-eyed stares but it always takes him by surprise how quickly the atmosphere in the room can change during this particular lesson. “Form a line. Take a pair of gloves. No rushing or pushing, please! Everybody will get a short turn. We do not want to make Mister Reyes wait longer then necessary, yes? He is carrying heavily, after all. Slowly! Slowly, no running!”

[jujyfru1t]

do you have liphiyo thoughts,,,

yesh i dooo!

So my brain does this thing where, for a certain period of time, every single song I listen gets associated with the most recent fandom I've interacted with (whether that's reading fic, reading/watching/playing the Fandom Thing, or writing fic). Regardless of whether it, yknow, actually fits.

so here are two songs that give me Liphiyo vibes~

Stay Away, Carly Rae Jepsen (E*MO*TION is the BEST 2010's pop album & u can't change my mind, but Dedicated is also very good)

Okay Okay, LIGHTS (i love her so much, followed her for a decade now same as CRJ)

[lost-inthedream]

Onf nsfw headcanons that no one asked for

Their fics follow the paradigm bellow

Hyojin : dom with no lean

J-us: true switch

E-tion: switch leaning sub

Wyatt: switch leaning dom

MK: true switch

Yuto: switch leaning dom

[justaboutsnapped]

shouldn't have gave in and ventured into the in/cep/tion tags god fucking help me people are making things up again

#there's a collective propping up of him that's wild to me a good majority of this fandom either makes fun of him or straight up loathes him and willfully misinterprets him what "propping up" are u fucking talking about. how is a fandom that's 99% A/E propping up the guy who everyone collectively agrees to be a asshole even by people who enjoy him (me). op the "asshole who willingly endangers others faces consequences" fics are READILY FUCKING AVAILABLE. stop coming into the character tag to complain about a nonexistent problem

[lovehotelreservation]

imagine doing the freaknasty with líf and he finally cums after you whimper "alfonse" in his ear I'm ascending

The both of you were taken by surprise.

Your eyes were wide, the whimper of his true name accidental.

His body was stiff, the emotions he thought to have buried resurfacing.

But then, his arms quickly seized you into his arms, squeezing tight as he buried his cock into your core, pounding into you with a fervor that was unlike his brutish intimacy, but just as if not more intense. It wasn’t much longer until hot, sticky ribbons flooded into you. However, even with his climax, he couldn’t refrain from ravaging you, let alone breaking your unity by pulling out.

He hid his face into the crook of your neck. A crave for further contact, or shame from what he had become–you weren’t sure.

However, by what you could see and feel from his clinging reluctance to let you go, you knew one thing for certain:

Never did he want to return to that lonely future where the two of you were forever separated. Whether he took to your side, or kept you in his arms, he would do whatever it took to keep you both bound together 

[ted-hyung]

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behold another ONF twitter queen @/hyojetion masterpiece titled:

“kim yuto doesn’t like kisses”

[slytherinshua]

　　　onf masterlist ⟡₊ ⊹

⋆˙⟡ = author's pick !

　　　　hyojin

snack break (req)

genre: fluff. | wc: 509.

hyojin headcanons

genre: fluff. headcanons. | wc: 2k.

fallen from grace ⋆˙⟡

genre: angst. angel/demon au. | wc: 1k.

　　　　changyun

skate into my heart

genre: fluff. skater au. | wc: 1.5k.

　　　　seungjun

100 kisses

genre: fluff. sickfic. | wc: 735.

113 l. seungjun ⋆˙⟡

genre: fluff. onf universe au. | wc: 1.5k.

　　　　jaeyoung

the jealousy of a god

genre: greek god au. | wc: 1.4k.

　　　　minkyun

chill & fuzzy

genre: fluff. | wc: 1k.

　　　　yuto

haunts of the past, fears of the future ⋆˙⟡

genre: comfort. onf universe au. | wc: 1k.

[iwantthemtostay]

Hello, I am here for director's cut :) Story: Everywhere Chapter: 4 Part: where they are at the hospital Who: Scott. What was he thinking? Thank you for doing this! Your Everywhere universe is my favorite!

Ooh, very interesting!

I think inwardly S is doing a lot of freaking out. He’s done all the preparation by going to the the library in Michigan and borrowing all their books and DVDs on childbirth, but the reality of what’s going to happen still shakes him. He has a moment where he kind of shuts down but he feels that he has to be strong for T because she’s the one who’s going to push a human out of her body. 

… And I’ll be there the whole time, I’m not leaving, I promise.”

He’s had to grow up a lot when trying to make these very difficult decisions about whether he thinks they’re ready to parent, and, like T, he would really have preferred to discuss them after the scan when they had planned to go to his house, before the baby was born, but life has other plans for them. He’s in awe of T and how she’s going through all this pain to bring their child into the world, he thinks it’s the most amazing thing he’s ever witnessed. There’s definitely a feeling of guilt when T mentions how tired and in pain she is, because even though the situation is very different to WH in that they’re together and he knows how much she adores this baby, he still feels that if he’d been more responsible they wouldn’t be here. But that’s very complex because at the same time he very much wants to be here, he wants this baby, he can’t really imagine their life going another way at this point. 

And then their daughter is born and it’s the best moment of his life. The perfect little girl that he’s been dreaming about is here in T’s arms (who is making this incredible laugh/cry sound) and while he’s known he wants to parent for quite some time (and is fairly certain that T does too) it’s seeing their baby in her arms that marks a point of no return (which is what T feels when she sees him with the baby). T is right about him having practised the right way to hold a newborn, he’d tried it out whenever his roommates were out in his Canton apartment with bags of fruit, or at home in Ilderton. Getting to hold her is something he’s been imagining for so long, and thought might not happen, and it’s even more overwhelming when he looks at T and finally knows with absolute surety that they want the same thing. He feels bad about leaving T but knows that she wants one of them to be with their baby.

Hearing T say “Katie Moir” is a big moment for him because it’s a crystallisation of what they’ve been planning, and further proof that this is really happening, that they have a daughter who they’re doing to raise, and that she has his surname. Talking to Katie and introducing themselves as mom and dad is also very special from that point of view, because while they talked to her all the time they’ve never described themselves in those terms. Telling their moms is nerve-wracking even though he knows they’re going to support them (though he’s still a bit surprised K is okay with it). Seeing his mom hold Katie is another ‘this is real’ moment, and he knows how special it is for her to get to hold her granddaughter knowing that she’s going to watch her grow up and be a part of her life. 

When he puts her down for the night he tells her that he loves her and that he’s going to be there as soon as she needs him when she wakes up. And he is.

[muertawrites]

Vows (Loki x Reader Drabble)

Warnings: angst

Author's Note: jumping back on the loki train bc i'm having some carly rae jepsen E•MO•TIONs and fictional men help me take out my feelings on real ones. posts will continue to be sporadic and based entirely on my whims because i'm mostly writing original fics now and just using fanfic in place of therapy

"Why are you telling me this now?"

The air in the hall is still and heavy, crushed under an oppressive weight as if a midsummer rain looms on the horizon. You clench the fabric of your dress at your hip; you tighten your jaw. Loki watches you, noting every twitch of your figure as the distance between you deepens, extending the entire length of the endless corridor you share.

"I had to tell you at some point," he finally murmurs.

"On the day of my wedding!"

The words are screeched, lunging forward and striking him like a physical blow. If he had been standing close enough, you might truly have hit him.

In the next room, your betrothed waits to set your union into stone; in this one, Loki has finally uttered his deepest affections for you after a decade of push and pull, leaning into then drawing away from you.

You feel sick. You're reeling. Fight and flight have failed you, and your feet are frozen to the quaking ground where they stand.

"I know it's a bad time," Loki admits.

"The worst time," you spit.

He looks up at you with sad, tender eyes and your heart cracks through the middle, just like it always does for him; you can almost feel your blood spilling out, staining your gown down to its hem until the white lace is crimson.

Of course he would do this today. Of course he would only try to latch onto you when he's all but completely lost you.

"I can't do this anymore," you mutter. "You know exactly what I have waiting in there for me. He is kind, and he is honest, and he gives me everything I've ever needed from a lover in his body and his soul. He's the person you told me you could never be for me. Remember?"

Loki swallows, unable to meet your gaze once again. You seethe. Look at me!, you want to shriek. You coward. Look at me when I cut myself open for you, just this once!

But he doesn't. He can't bear to see the pain he's caused you; he's seen your tears drawn out from his lashes so many times he can hardly count each instance, though the image is burned into his memory.

"I remember," he concedes. "But... my perspective has changed. And I had to let you know it."

"Bullshit."

His eyes flick upwards. Where he expects to find familiar heartbreak, he finds a coldness entirely foreign.

"You've loved me for years," you growl, slicing the confession out of him like a mortician dissecting a corpse. "You're afraid of it. So you turned me out and forced me to move on with my life - and I did. And now what? You're finally willing to be the man I wanted you to be because you can't stand the thought of someone else taking your place? I can't pine after you forever, Loki. I won't."

"I'm not asking you to do that," he retorts.

"Yes you are!" you cry.

Tears spill over your eyelids, making your vision soft and your skin hot with hurt and anger. You fire each word as if it were an arrow, directly into his chest.

"You can't commit to me but you can't let me go, either! You've always pulled me in two different directions; sooner or later you'll just rip me in two."

Loki's own tears begin to drip down his cheeks as you forcefully wipe yours away. You wish he'd leap forward, that he'd take you into his arms and kiss you like you always dreamed he would; that he'd tether himself to you in all the finality you know he could never allow himself to submit to. Your chest is hollow as you turn away from him.

"Just tell me one thing," Loki pleads as you go.

Though you stop, you refuse to retrace the harrowing steps you just took.

"... Do you love him like you love me?"

You laugh. The sound is broken, defeated, more breath than laughter as your shoulders drop and fresh tears pour over your chin, falling at your chest. A lie forms on your tongue, but you know as well as he that the words would never fool him.

"No, Loki," you confess. "I could never love anyone the way I love you."

The doors to the reception hall cast a booming echo in the corridor as they close behind you, leaving the god in solitude. He doesn't follow; instead, he listens as the vows you once told him you never wanted to take are spoken, falling into ruin where you left him. If only he had betrayed his demons - maybe then, those vows would have been his.

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[whyhyojin]

Welcome To: City of ONF

This is a content creating countdown for ONF’s repackaged album, City of ONF. Each day there will be a theme for you to make content based off of. We will accept any form of content - gifs, fics, fanart, graphics, text posts, etc. Whatever you want to make/post for it (please tag accordingly if there are any sensitive items in it). There will be a post each day of the countdown to remind everyone of the theme - it’ll go up at 12am Korean time. Also big shout out to @onf-headcanons for helping me plan and come up with ideas!

Make sure to tag all your posts with #welcometocityofonf  This way everyone can find all the posts :)

Themes for each day:

April 16th: Minkyun

April 17th: On/Off EP

April 18th: E-tion

April 19th: You Complete Me

April 20th: U

April 21st: We Must Love EP

April 22nd: Hyojin

April 23rd: Go Live EP

April 24th: Wyatt

April 25th: Spin Off

April 26th: J-us

April 27th: ONF : My Name

April 28th: Comeback day!

There are six days themed off of the members and six days themed off the albums. The member days can be anything you want about the member. It can be fanart, favorite moments, write about why you love them, make a fic involving them, post your favorite pics of them (don’t post other people’s pictures without credit and permission), whatever you want involving that member! The album days are more dedicated to the music aspect of ONF. It can be fics made using your favorite lyrics as prompts, gifs of the members performing your favorite song from that album, fanart based on the album and looks, explaining what the songs mean to you, dive into the musicality of the songs, anything involving the album for that day.

More information will be under the cut!

Just adding some things here so the post doesn’t get too long on the dash.

Make sure you add the tag in the first 5 tags! It’ll help the post show in the tags.

Also I’ve noticed having links in your post can make it not show up, try to avoid links if you can.

It is okay if you don’t want to/can’t participate everyday! I want this to be something fun for us to do - not something that stresses you out.

It is also okay to post things late. If you miss a day and still want to make content for that theme - please do!

The themes are pretty broad for a reason. Be creative! I gave some suggestions because sometimes thinking of things is hard, but if you think of something else, do it!

Please share as many of everyone’s creations as you can! Let’s work together to bring fuse tumblr together.

Maybe if you’re not someone who can create content, send asks pertaining to the topics to other blogs who are? It would be a fun way to interact with everyone. Ask the content creators their favorite songs on the album or just ramble about why you love your bias on their day or share your favorite moment with them. I know I’d love to be able to talk to other fuses :)

Sometimes tumblr is lame and doesn’t show things in the tags. If that’s the case, please message me with your creations - I want to reblog them. Although please do give me some time - I won’t be online all day to reblog things.

If you have any questions at all, please ask me! I’ll answer them as best as I can.

[irondadfics]

Do you have any good fics with mainly Peter and happy? I feel like I don’t see enough of that relationship

Here you go lovelies! For more fics check out our Happy Hogan tag!

Peter & Happy-centric

A Certain Kind of Stubbornness by friendlyneighborhoodsecretary @friendlyneighborhoodsecretary

"There was something different about being a superhero's right-hand man. Happy knew it in his gut. It bred a certain kind of protective loyalty that didn't spring from anything less than looking after someone the rest of the world was out to get on a regular basis. A fierce doubtfulness about the motives of anyone who so much as looked sideways at them. A withering dislike of anyone who stood in the way of protecting them. A lack of trust in anyone but yourself." Regardless of whether you're Forehead of Security or The Guy in the Chair, it isn't easy when your best friend's a superhero.

“Told You He’s A Good Kid” (series) by friendlyneighborhoodsecretary @friendlyneighborhoodsecretary​

Happy Hogan may not exactly be the cool uncle, but he tries his best. A collection of moments in which Happy looks after the kid his boss/best friend accidentally acquired and who Happy himself would definitely not/maybe/absolutely would fight a Titan for.

Good Company by friendlyneighborhoodsecretary @friendlyneighborhoodsecretary​

There are certain things even Peter Parker doesn't talk about on those endless commutes upstate; Ben Parker is one of them.

Weekend at Happy’s by Marvelous_Writer @marvelous-writer

With May away, Peter stays at Happy’s for the weekend but things don’t go as planned when Peter suddenly gets sick.

we're going on a trip (in our favourite rocket ship) by jaybaybay @jaybaybay-01

“Mm.. S’ark?” Peter mumbled and rolled onto his side, cuffs clinking against the metal headboard as he shifted.

“Hey, Pete, you with me now?” Happy's heart was filled with relief at the sound of Peter's voice. It was heavily slurred from all the drugs, but the kid was coherent enough at last to form syllables. It was music to Happys ears. “Tony’s not here yet, but he’s on his way.”

Peters glassy eyes found Happy's face and he smiled; chunks of vomit still evident in his teeth. “ ‘e iss?”

“Yeah, cause you hit your panic button.” Peter frowned suddenly and his glazed eyes lazily trailed to his now bare wrist. Happy startled, “You… you hit your panic button, right Peter?” Peter swallowed slowly and let his eyes droop shut. Happy wished that he imagined the slight shake of his moppy brown head. “Why didn’t you hit your panic button?!” Happy hissed through his teeth.

Peter exhaled, “Wasn’ panicked.” Happy's brain short circuited.

“You weren’t- you… Peter we’ve been kidnapped.” Happy couldn’t comprehend it. This was very, very bad. This whole time Happy had been trusting that Peter had hit that stupid button on his watch and now…

Well, now they were screwed.

you'll be, kid, a man, kid, if nothing goes wrong by butmomilovemyboys

“Promise you’re real?” He choked out, his voice small. Happy nodded. “I promise. Really.” Peter nodded back, clearing his throat. He pulled away himself, wiping his eyes on his eyes on the bright orange shirt he wore. Happy put a hand on Peter’s shoulder. “God, what happened? Why are we in the Netherlands?” (And he almost asks where Tony is. Sometimes his brain doesn’t catch up.) ~ SMFFH SPOILERS!!

This Can’t Be Real by Howlingdawn

FAR FROM HOME SPOILERS AHEAD. After Mysterio's final act, Happy finds and reassures Peter that they'll protect him. Truth is, though, he's just as scared as the kid.

Sacred Spaces by FerretShark @ferretshark

May doesn’t think it’s a good idea, but Happy persists. He’ll make it a great idea. Him and the kid, five days in the great outdoors. It will be fine.

“We’ll do all the camping things. What’s not to love about camping?” Happy asks.

May pauses mid-fold on a pair of her jeans, “I don’t know. He’s just not an outdoorsy kind of kid.”

regret by peter_parkerson @peter-parkerson

The kid’s annoying.

It’s a fact. The kid talks too much, too fast, and it’s annoying. That’s just how it is.

He wishes that was a good excuse for ignoring the calls. And the texts. And the incessant, unnecessarily long voicemails. He wishes he'd kept a closer eye on the kid because then maybe he wouldn't have missed his own Homecoming to fight his date's dad. He wishes his negligence hadn't indirectly caused a world of trauma for a high school sophomore.

He can't fix it now, but he can at least try to make amends.

Peter seems like a pretty forgiving kid.

Tough Love by samos7

Peter calls Happy in distress after May doesn't come back to the apartment one night. Happy doesn't know how to deal with emotions.

driving lessons by sapphirestark @sapphirestark

Happy cleared his throat. “Right then. Next, gears.” He gestured towards the console and Peter’s eyes widened.

“I’m learning stick shift?” All Peter knew about manual transmission was that it was way more difficult and much harder to get right. “Happy, I don’t know –“

“If you can’t drive stick shift, you can’t drive.”

Irondad w/a lot of Peter & Happy

I'm Not Your Babysitter by Mrs_N_Uzumaki

“I can’t take this anymore, Tony.” The end of the rope that was Happy’s already little patience has been reached. “I am an asset manager, not a babysitter.”

(A "missing scene" in Homecoming.)

I Really Need Somebody To Call My Own by losingmymindtonight @losingmymindtonight

Tony didn’t even know when he started getting jealous of Happy. It had been nice, at first, watching him and Peter get so close. Tony couldn’t be around all the time, and Happy still lived in the city, mostly to be close to May, so it was reassuring to have someone watching the kid’s back while he was watching Morgan’s. It had also helped, in a cynical sort of way, that Peter struggled with the transition. After all, he’d come back from the Snap to his aunt in an entirely new relationship. Not only that, she was in a relationship with someone the kid knew. There were bound to be growing pains, and Tony was the one Peter always went to with them, ranting through video chats at 2:00 am. It had made him feel important, like he was becoming part of the kid’s structural foundation. And then Happy had moved in with the Parkers, which had thrown everyone for a loop, and the months had blended together, and suddenly Happy was an integral part of Peter’s structural foundation, too. -- Or, Tony questions his role in Peter's life. Naturally, he spirals.

Not-Uncle Tony by Jen27ny @jen27ny

“I just… got some news.” “Bad news?” For a second, he thinks Happy is about to say yes. Instead, he turns around to him, eyes full of a nervousness Tony didn’t know the man is capable of. “I’m going to be a father.”

~~~~~

This is the story of Peter Hogan. Yes, that's right. Happy is Peter's biological father, and Tony is there for the entire ride.

Damage Control by PechoraFlow

This was bad. His phone rang, echoing around the small bathroom and causing him to flinch. He answered the phone and put it on speaker without looking at the Caller ID. He grabbed an extra roll of toilet paper, thinking that, if he had a prayer of making it home, he had to at least staunch the blood flow. “Hello?” “Hey, kid, are you still here?” This was worse.

Or, after landing the plane on Coney Island in "Spider-Man: Homecoming", Peter isn't as unscathed as he likes to think he is.

[bigbrotherlouis]

i’m obsessed with joel farabee and morgan frost and you should be too: a primer

hello! welcome! recently i have become infatuated with morgan frost and joel farabee for a lot of reasons but mostly because of that one post that i spent like twenty minutes searching various blogs for that said “people are freaking out about sexualising hockey players, meanwhile joel farabee is one instagram comment away from telling morgan frost he’d suck him dry.” in my head rent free. hit a girl up if you have the post.

anyway! frosty and beezy:

[hard cut to me whispering “oh my god even their nUMBERS are friends” i’m fine.]

this is more like about vibes and less about facts, so you can google if you want to know more about their, like, bios and stats and stuff that’s not 99% rpf or conjecture. this primer is just the things that make me scream. however, that being said, they do play well on a line together and both are very good players.

joel farabee is american, from new york i believe but his dad is from philly, and falls neatly into the category of BORN TO BE A FLYER. longtime fan, hugely excited to play for the team, brings it up all the time.

morgan frost, from ontario canada, was not.

a real, actual tweet. he tweeted this with his WHOLE chest and then joined the flyers like three years later. i adore it. another real actual tweet i adore:

sweet, sweet joel. he misses his buddies :( no doubt including morgan because they are, by all appearances, obsessed with each other. i’m trying not to keep  using the word obsessed in this primer but it’s hard because they are. morgan’s a year older, a first round draft pick in 2017 and joel’s a first round pick in 2018, but they didn’t start playing together until 2019, i believe, because joel played for a college team in boston. side note: he also captained team usa and wore a number 28 in honour of claude giroux and i am absolutely not okay about it.

e! mo! tion! al! incidentally, frosty wears danny briere’s number when he plays for the flyers, which. take from that what you will. iykyk. their NUMBERS are FRIENDS. HERITAGE SOULMATES. joel’s been called up to play on the flyers (and did really well in the playoffs!) but we’re still waitin’ for morgan to come along too but the coaching staff hasn’t recognised the raw power of true love yet so.

at this point, you’re probably saying “sasha shut up about their fucking numbers and talk about why they’re obsessed with each other” but good news! i do not need to do that because the official flyers media has done that for me! (x) i’d recommend watching it because it’s a lot packed into a neat 100 seconds, but notable moments include the voice over saying “joel farabee and morgan frost have found that going at it together has its benefits” within the first thirty seconds. that is a real direct quote. i can’t believe it either. there’s also a lot of light homoerotic bonding over playing chel, them sitting across from each other  on their beds, the admission of being ROOMMATES (oh my god they were roommates), this shot of them sitting with their mouths wide open on either side of their dad,

and also joel wearing a hat with a canadian maple leaf on it, despite being from the the united states. wonder where he got that from. please watch the video.

when they’re not playing chel or, you know, going at it together, they’re being horny in each other’s instagram comments. there’s honestly.... so many of these that i can include but we’re just gonna go with my favourites.

when i say i think about this comment on a picture of morgan with isaac ratcliffe, a fellow flyers prospect on a daily basis, i mean it. i’ll be just doing my thing, minding my own business, and MORGAN MAKES ME VENMO HIM JUST TO TALK will pop into my head, completely uninvited. king shit for morgan to do and king shit for joel to admit on social media for the world to see, but joel admitting things he maybe shouldn’t is a running theme. 

cool. TOTALLY not flirting or anything.

joel. also both their exhibitionist streaks should be explored in fic more i am JUST sayin.

ok but bee you were lookin. like you can chirp but you were lookin, don’t lie. 

when ur in love with ur roommate but ur both hockey players so u can only communicate that love via chirping when he’s with the boys :(

what’s it called when you vibe really well with someone and also live with them and also comment on their shirtlessness and also maybe kiss them on the mouth a little? d... da... dating?? can’t be it.

morgan is a little more composed in the comments and mostly just posts inside jokes i cannot comprehend, or compliments. it’s still cute.

this was on a playoffs pic where joel’s wearing #28 love 2 see it love a supportive boyf always

this one was of joel with a fish he caught and i’m sorry but i did not want it on my phone.

but morgan can’t hide his affection for long. (me, in the distance: TWENTY EIGHT TWENTY EIGHT TWENTY EIGHT!!!!!!!)

there’s more comments but they’re boring and this is long, mostly joel chirping  morgan for wearing baseball or football stuff. however! they are also on twitter where they keep each other humble after incredible goals, like bros do,

this is DEFINITELY flirting. like, blatant. it’s like that kind of flirting when you’re thirteen and you don’t know what to do with your body so you just kinda steal your crush’s stuff or insult them because all attention is good attention, right??

but when push comes to shove, beezy is always gonna look out for his boy (because they are in love):

some important pictures of them together, for your pleasure: 

this is so DUMB and i love it

friends supporting friends!!!

this is them meeting their hockey dads :) so cute :) joel is promising g that he’ll have morgan back by ten yessir he will be respectful of boundaries and curfew. jake is high fiving morgan on getting some. this is facts i just call em like i see em.

and finally!

is this allowed?????  is this allowed???? it’s hard to tell but i’m pretty sure that’s joel on his knees for in front of morgan and i just??? how is that allowed???? it’s been five days and this picture has RUINED me. someone write me an essay to have on my desk by morning, stat.

also v unrelated but here is a video of morgan frost reading, proving he’s the smart one in the relationship. that’s not saying much but, hey! at least there’s proof he can read.

obviously different ships capture people in different ways but there’s something about them to me, personally, that is just so captivating. there’s a lot of potential for different fic vibes, and joel in particular always has a really fun voice to read (and also to write). they definitely have chemistry, they’re pitted against each other so there’s a good-natured rivalry going on, CLOTHES SHARING AND HERITAGE SOULMATE NUMBERS, and, like, they just genuinely seem to enjoy each other. someone PLEASE write more fic for them or by god i’ll have to do it myself.

ok that’s everything for now, i believe. they’re in love and don’t care who knows it and i’m obsessed. (however, i’m also obsessed with joel farabee and andrei svechnikov together, for which i have a one-picture argument for here.)

(p.s. anything not linked i screenshotted myself thank youuu for reading have a good day and remember: morgan makes joel vemno him just to talk 😌)

edit: hello. i wrote this on election night as a way to take off the edge of my nerves and it is not as funny or screechy as i wanted it to be so i’m going to add some now.