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firewalkzwit · 10 months

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arabella // hobie brown x reader (one-shot)

oneshot of hobie trying to pursue a reader who's effortlessly cool and has strong arabella vibes cuz i love that vibe. inspired some on slc punk and sex pistols lore, cool fic for the music enthusiasts

New girl's hip New girl's cool New girl's interesting New girl's hot.

"She came straight out of 70's New L.A. She's no rockstar's girlfriend, she's a rockstar herself! Crazy hair, mysterious bassist, she's from outer space."

AO3

And when she needs to shelter from reality she takes a dip in my daydreams...

"Ay, who's the new girl?" Was the first thing Hobie asked as he nudged Pav's shoulder, not breaking his intense stare at the new recruit.

"New girl? Oh that's YN." Pav shifted his narrowed eyes into Hobie's, a teasing grin drawing on his face.

"Yea' but what's her full name...?"

"Go ask her yourself man, everyone calls her YN." Hobie never got her name, she refused to be called anything but those particular initials.

To say she was pretty was an understatement. She was stunning, show-stopping, alluring.

At least to Hobie, all adjectives were perfectly applicable.

She had this quirk, this confidence and these slight Chrissie Hynde vibes, boldness when she spoke that made her so attractive, and to top it she was a great musician.

Back in her dimension it was the seventies, and she was the leader of a girl band where she played the bass, doing small gigs in downtown New L.A.

She wore flamboyant black cowboy boots and scandalous skirts, with chunky sunglasses that looked like the eyes of a bug. She had crazy hair and wore Vivienne Westwood's accessories on her pierced ears and fingers before it was even cool in the US. Her dark tights were always ripped but she didn't care, she called it a fashion statement. So did she call her Spidey suit, which had a unique design that caught anyone's attention.

Love was for posers Hobie thought, but what's more punk than going against your own structures?

"Gwendy I gotta' talk to this girl more." Hobie's frustration was something Gwen wasn't used to seeing. His nature was often relaxed, only energic when invited to disrupt the order, but hardly ever frustrated.

"Well, you don't have to." Gwen shrugged as she tried to mask the frown that was forming in her face, but her wrinkled nose gave away her displease of jealousy.

"I know, but I want to." His attention was fixed on YN, how she moved and talked. "I wanna hear her play. You're a girl right? When you girls think a lad's fit, how much of that comes from his coolness?" He asked as he leaned on Gwen's side, resting his body weight on her. She scoffed in disbelief at the absurdity of his question, something only a man could ask.

"Since when do you want to conform to the arbitrary standards of women?"

"I don't, I just wanna' know how many I can get away with breaking and she can still like me yea'?" Hobie chuckled before getting up again. "Don't get too jealous on me alright?" He joked, patting his friend's shoulder as he jumped down from where they were sitting, approaching her once again.

"He's never gonna give up is he?" Miles sat once again close beside Gwen, who sighed at the sight of Hobie attempting to come off as nonchalant with a girl who only seemed to curve his insinuations over and over.

"That's such a man thing to do, no offense." Gwen spat as her hand slid down her face, pointing at what she could only describe as a humilliation show.

"Yeah... right."

It's not that she didn't notice, she just dodged him. She thought there was more important things to do than let herself be conquered by some co-worker. But she was lying if she said he wasn't winning her over.

He also was so her type.

The funky hair, the spikes on his leather vest, the stickers and carvings on his guitar, his Iggy Pop vibes and his weird slang. But he thought he was so it, he was a nice guy but he needed some humbling. Their first conversation was about Bowie, and he played her a bit of Moonage Daydream as she recalled when she saw him live, getting all starry eyed whenever she'd narrate the part where she gave him a ride in her car.

"You gave Bowie a ride?"

"Spider's Tour, yeah..." She giggled, flipping her hair in a way that had him starstruck. "In my mom's car."

"In your mum's car? Oh get out." She went on to talk about how that changed her view on music, going on about her gigs in New L.A and how she moved there to make it big.

Hobie was sure he was listening, but as much as he tried to contain himself, keeping in comments was not in his book.

"You always dress this mad? Like, all the time?" He bursted out with a smile, cutting her off. They were sitting on a counter table, with his guitar on his lap. He leaned closer to pick on the fabric of her coat.

"Always. Do you always dress so pretentious?" She retorted with a smug grin, pushing her hair out of her face. His eyes shot up to look at her, puzzled. "I mean, aren't you like... rebelling against society?" Hobie let out a slight laugh, his head tilting in interest as he looked into her eyes.

"Well, yea'. Why?"

"Don't you think it would be more of an act of rebellion if you didn't spend so much time buying stickers and pins and going out to get punky clothes? Stop me if I'm being offensive, I think the style's hip, but it just seems counterproductive to your cause."

"Na' its cool, keep going." He struggled to discern if he was actually listening, or simply invested in watching her mouth smart words as her long painted nails tapped on the counter.

"You want to be an individual, but it's like you wear a uniform. It's just punk fashion, not rebellion." Hobie's eyes fixated on her's, leaving a strong silence as she ended her phrase.

"I'm not judging you, just kind of a general critique to what they call punk movement."

Hobie brushed her off with his usual humorous comments to maintain his pride, but he was dazzled. Even if she had criticized his way of thinking and how he dressed, she was so outspoken, without caring what he had to say or thought about her opinion, and he was crazy for his first impression of her, as much as he hated to admit it as he'd call 'Love is for posers'. Hobie was sure he was just trying to win her over, to prove a point he'd say, but deep down he loved the way she smiled and shook her head whimsically everytime he'd say something or take time off his schedule to nag her.

It was a few times that she gave Hobie the chance to play with her, to which she soon learnt that he did not know how to read tabs. Of course the punk kid is self-taught. Trying to lead, they would play messy numbers and solos. It was ocasionally just her and Gwen, who had let YN grown onto her sharing her love for girl bands, doing some jamming with their instruments as Hobie payed vague attention. But he would pound on any chance to be alone with her and try to take her out.

She didn't know what was in her that day, but she let him take her out.

He toured her around his universe, before taking her to what he called "his palace".

The small canal boat was ridiculously a very Hobie place to live. If she were to guess, she'd think he lived in a tree somewhere in Birmingham. However it had it's charm, it was very humid and it wobbled when they walked, but it was unique and she loved it. Hobie showed her the collection of things he had stolen, proving himself to be a brilliant thief. He owed most of his 'talent' to his Spider-Sense and speed, but he'd never bring it up.

As she sat on the mattress where he slept in, Hobie picked up one of his records, sitting beside her to show her the signed insides of the vinyl. Her eyes paced from the inscriptions to his face, as he ocasionally caught a glimpse of her through the corner of his eye. He left the vinyl aside to go on about his encounters with the infuential musicians on the area, how he attempted to steal the microphone the Bowie of his dimension had used when he was touring in his city. Her gaze shifting from his eyes to his lips back and forth.

He was hesitant about making a move, afraid he'd mess up what had taken him so much work. But wasn't even given time to think it through before the proximity between them grew, and her hand softly caressed his bony cheek and down to his neck, inviting him to lean into a kiss. As they made out, his cold piercing was quickly warmed by her damp tongue and soft lips that sucked and kissed his. His hands caressed up and down her waist, undoing the buttons on her blouse with his slender fingers as she revealed her naked torso, no bra underneath. YN did her usual hair flip to watch him undress her, and himself, jumping on her once finished to continue what he had briefly interrupted.

"We won't sink, will we?" She asked between soft giggles as the boat quivered at his abrupt movement, Hobie nibbling down her neck and kissing her chest.

"I wank pretty crazy here every night, we won't." He teased before crawling backwards, kissing down her navel.

songs i listened to while working on this:

(ofc) arabella - arctic monkeys

moonage daydream, lady grinning soul and starman - bowie

hey, velouria - pixies

rhiannon, gold dust woman - fleetwood mac

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jaesqueso · 1 year

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Sit down (m)

pairing: co-worker!taeyong x female office manager!reader (briefly featuring co-workers taeil, johnny and jaehyun)

summary: sometimes a women in power just wants to be played around like a toy

word count: 1,942

warnings: uses of ‘master’ and some degrading terms, oral sex, unprotected sex, cream pie

a/n: little page anniversary present to you all, thank you for all the support through these 2 years, I hope ya’ll enjoy it ❤

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

"Who was responsible for this?" You ask in a stern voice.

"That would be my team." Taeil says bowing his head in apology.

"Bring them in." You order. “Now."

Quickly the man leaves your office coming back followed by three other. You look at them recognising each one. Johnny Suh. Jung Jaehyun. And Lee Taeyong.

"I'm not gonna bother asking who's fault is this but you have one hour to get this sorted." All four of them bow and are about to leave the room until you interrupt. "Here. I want to see you fix this mess. Sit down.”

In a blink of an eye everybody takes a seat and gets down to work. With a sigh you walk around your desk and sit on your chair.

"Ahreum," you call into your speaker, "move my 3 o'clock to 4 and re-schedule me 4:30 for tomorrow.”

With a positive response you lean back, watching all man concentrated on their laptops, tension filling the air. You've been an office manager for a long time in this company and that has built up the respect you surely deserve. Some may call you mean or even a bitch, but you just like things done properly on a timely fashion and when that doesn't happen, well you need to take proper measures.

At ten minutes to the deadline you ask for an update and team leader Moon Taeil ensures you they're almost finished, but you don't take it for granted until you see it.

"All done." He finally announces and all eyes focus on you.

"Copy me in on the apology email to the client." You order as he rapidly types on the keyboard.

"In behalf of the team we apologise." They all stand up and bow.

"Just make sure this doesn't happen again, Moon." You warn and they leave.

“Yes, ma’am.”

With a sigh you go on with the rest of the day, a boring meeting where you pretend to be the nicest person in the world to score the deal, answering some emails and before you know it it's already past your time to go.

After packing your things, you put away your work phone and grab your personal when, smiling when you see a specific text.

Master: we still on for tonight?

You: yup. 8pm. My place.

Leaving the already empty office you rush home to make some food and get ready for the night.

Checking the clock, your leg shakes in anticipation as you wait on your couch. At 8 sharp the door bell rings and you jump up, almost running to answer.

"Hi, taeyong." Your greeting sounds relieved and he smirks. "Come in.”

Taking off his shoes and jacket, he walks into the living room like he owns the place.

You take one last look in the mirror, making sure you look good before you turn to him, awaiting his call.

"Come here." He nods his head and you take a step forward before he stops you. "Not like that.”

Understanding exactly what he means, you get down on all fours, crawling your way to him. At his feet, you kneel but keep your head down, knowing not to look him in the eye without permission.

"Good girl." He pats your head making your insides tingle. "Look at me.”

Instantly you glance up, almost melting at the way he looks at you, like he can't wait to ruin you.

"Are you gonna behave today?" Eagerly you nod making him chuckle. "Show me.”

Lifting your hands, you slowly undo his belt, then unbutton his slacks and slide the zipper down. Still making eye contact with him, you push his pants to the floor followed by his underwear, resisting the urge to look at his half hard cock inches away from your face. Your hand moves up his thigh to grab it and blindly align it with your mouth.

"I think you can do better than that." He challenges as he steps out of his pants. "No hands.”

Dropping your arms to your sides, you open your mouth and try to find his cock while your eyes are still on his.

"You're such a pathetic little whore." He mocks you as he takes of his shirt, leaving him completely naked. "but pathetic little whores always get what they want, don't they?”

You struggle to nod as you get more of his dick inside your mouth. Once you get to the base, you feel your eyes water and you move your head back starting to feel a gag reflex, but Taeyong has other plans. His hand falls to the back of your head pushing it back to him. Struggling, you focus on breathing through your nose until he finally let's you go.

"That's it. Good girl." He praises with a smirk, wiping a tear that was rolling down your cheek. "Now show me you can keep it up.”

Your hair is bunched up on a pony before you're forced back on his length. But this time you were ready and move back and forth, hollowing your cheeks as you suck him. He hisses and you take it as an incentive, adding your tongue to the mix, knowing damn well it drives him crazy.

"You're pulling all the tricks today, aren't you?" He says through clenched teeth as his cock grows into your throat.

Moaning with your mouth full, you can already feel your panties sticking to your wet pussy. A lot of women don't particularly enjoy giving head but to you it's a freaking pleasure, specially when you're being roughly guided into it.

"Ok, that's enough." You gasp as Taeyong pulls your head away, strings of your saliva and his pre-cum keeping you connected. "Get up.”

With his hand still gripping your hair, you pull yourself up, standing right in front of him.

"Look at you. So nasty." He comments, spreading the mess around your mouth with his thumb. "Who's my dirty little whore?”

"I am." Your voice is small and you can feel your throat getting sore already.

"Yes, you are." Leaning forward, he gives you a sloppy kiss, tasting himself on your mouth. "Come with me.”

Following him to the couch, you patiently wait for his next instructions, pretty aware of the mess between your legs pushing through the pink lace underwear you decided to wear tonight.

"Sit down." He orders and you don't waste another second. "Open up, I'm hungry now.”

Taeyong watches your legs part as wide as you possibly can, smirking at your arousal.

"Look at that, I haven't even touched you." A small whine leaves your mouth, desperate for his touch. "Maybe I should teach you a lesson on being patient.”

"Please..." The word leaves your lips before you can even think and he chuckles.

"But since you said ‘please…'" He mocks your tone getting down on his knees in front of you.

His tongue rolls out and takes a long lick over the wet lace, making your head fall back with a shaky sigh. He starts eating you out over the fabric, the friction adding to the pleasure. Slowly his hands making their way up your thighs, through your sides until they cup your breast that are still covered with a matching lace bra. His fingers tease your already hard nipples about to poke through and you can't help moan at the added feeling.

Gripping the pillows on the couch, you crave for his direct touch, without the lingerie set in the way, but you wouldn't dare ask for it, when you started your little arrangement you both agreed he could do anything he wanted and you just had to obey and endure. When you put it like that it may seem like an unfair deal for you, but being used so carelessly is what really gets you hot.

The orgasm builds up rapidly inside, you don't know how Taeyong always manages to get you to cum so quickly and with so little, but maybe the reverse roles outside the office plays a part on it. Soon you feel it taking over you, your back arching of the couch as you moan his name out loud.

"I thought you were going to behave." His head comes up between your legs, his tongue licking his lips. "Who told you you could cum?”

"I'm sorry..." You whisper, still breathless as you come down your high.

"Oh, you will be." Standing back up he admires your body. "Cause I'm about to wreck you.”

You yelp when he suddenly grabs your hips pulling you forward and up. Your head now rests on the seat as the rest of your body is upside down, ass resting against his crotch.

"Let's get this out of the way." He fully rips your underwear out of your body. “Oops..."

The way he stares down to your fully exposed core tells you he's not even sorry he ruined one of the most expensive lingerie sets on your closet. Giving a few pumps on his still hard dick, he lays it right between your folds, moving his hips back and forward to create friction against your pussy.

"You're going to take my cock like a good girl?" You nod as you can, biting your lip. "Let's see about that.”

His length easily slips into your wet hole, the strange angle making you feel like never before. Taeyong starts moving in and out of you, quickly picking up a good pace that turns you into a moaning mess.

"Look at this. " Glancing up you can't believe your eyes when you see his bulge through your stomach. "I'm fucking you so deep you can see it.”

You don't know why the scene turned you on so much but you can already feel your second orgasm approach. And apparently, so can he.

"Don't you dare cum before I say so." He warns, fucking you harder and faster.

"Please..." You plea, desperate for release.

"As much as I love to see you beg, you’re going to have to hold on just a bit longer.” As he bites his lip you can tell he’s close too. “Master needs his release first.”

Clenching your walls you hope to speed up the process, because you know you really won’t be able to hold it much longer.

“You nasty little slut.” Taeyong hisses. “You want my cum?”

“Yes, please!” You almost yell in despair.

“Oh yeah?” You can feel his thrusts getting sloppy. ”I’m gonna fill you up so good. And you’re going to take it all.”

“Give it to me master, please!” You mumble between moans.

“You want it that bad?” He groans with a smirking. “Here it comes.”

Strings of hot cum paint your insides, his pace slowing but not stopping.

“Go on, your time now.”

With a warm feeling inside you let your self go, body trembling in pleasure as he gives a few final thrust before halting his moves still buried inside you. If he wasn’t still holding your hips in place, you’re sure your body would’ve fallen, half on the couch, half on the floor.

“Look at this.” Taeyong slowly gets his dick out of you, watching your hole clench around nothing, full of his cum. “So beautiful.”

As your breathing gets back to normal you start to feel the pain in your back from the awkward position you’re still in. When you moan, in pain this time, he understands and carefully positions your body back down on the couch.

“Was that good?” He asks, sitting down next to you.

“Don’t be so needy, Taeyong.” You scoff, getting up. “Order us some food, I’m gonna take a shower.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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neomujinjja · 5 months

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With every me is every you

Pairing: Dino x reader

Genre: Mulitple Universes, Drama, angst with happy ending

Warning: not edited, super long (i'm sorry), i really mean long (you've been warned) 1st universe: rejection, going seventeen content reference (going company) 2nd universe: police brutality, going seventeen content reference (ego episodes), spoilers if you haven't watched going seventeen ego episodes, Vixx's error mv references, possible graphic description, Dino is "k*lled"(?), cloning 3rd universe: scamming, being scammed, crime, financial talk, Dino's character (Pi Cheolin), going seventeen content reference (2023 Best Of Going Seventeen 2) 4th universe: Dino's wait references (lyrics and mv)

Synopsis: "Me and him. We have met thousands and thousands of times. Sometimes it seems like a love story, sometimes it seems like a drama, sometimes it seems like a indie film. But whatever the genre is, it's still 'him' that I 'fall for'. Every movie has an end; even if this is the last chance, I will turn it into a happy ending"

Note: Inspired by the trailer for EveryYou, EveryMe. And the synopsis is the majority of the narration from the trailer as well. The quote in the banner is from the original (Norwegian) SKAM tv show, season 3/ Isak season. The flowers mentioned in the 4th universe actually mean constancy, goodness, and lasting affection; i thought it was a good fit plus i think they're the flower that you see in the mv so bonus points.

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

˗ˏˋ Universe 1: Co-workers ˎˊ˗

"They're staring again" a voice said from behind you. "You know, staring isn't gonna help you?" it asked, this time addressing you. You turned around to be met with your team leader Cara and co-worker Mr. Yoon.

"Well, not all of us can be lucky to date our co-worker like you are, team lead" You responded. Cara was dating another co-worker named Joshua Hong. The two had joined the Going Company at the same time and began dating not long after that.

"But you could. Didn't you say out of your group, you're closest to Mr. Lee.?" Mr. Yoon joined the conversation as he sipped on his Americano.

"But that's only because of the teams we're in. So it's only because finance and promotion departments work closely together" you pointed back out to the male.

"Either way, just staring at the poor boy isn't going to make him like you back. A piece of advice, make a move" Cara told you with an annoyed look. Mr. Yoon nodded in agreement as he patted your shoulder on the way back to his department. You know the two are only trying to help you with your crush on Mr. Lee but you were fine with the way things are. Staring at him in secret and being work buddies was good enough for you.

"L/N, just the person I was looking for!" A voice you knew well, Mr. Lee's, called out for you in the hallway.

"Hey, Mr. Lee!~ What's up?" you asked, your voice slightly cracking when you said the male's name.

"I was thinking we could go out after work. I wanted to run some ideas by you and get your opinion" He told you as he flashed a bright smile in your direction. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight and you felt like flying at his request.

"Of course, we can go to that cafe down the street."

You and Mr. Lee walked together to the Green Room Café, it wasn't far from the company so many of the employees were familiar with it. You were hoping that Mr. Lee hadn't seen any of the encouraging gestures from Mr. Boo, Mr. Chwe, Mr. Yoon, Cara, and even Mr. Hong. It had been embarrassing enough that all of them were making a big deal out of the situation, you didn't need the male questioning you on top of it.

"So what did you want to talk about exactly?" you asked the male as the two of you sat at an open table. Mr. Lee picked one that seemed to secluded from the others which piqued your curiosity as to the reason why.

"Like I said earlier, I have some ideas I want to go through with you. I'm not as good as Seungkwan but bear with me on my slides" Mr. Lee said as he pulled his computer from his bag. You felt a fit disappointed that the male only wanted to talk about work. But this is what you should have expected, the two of you were work buddies and nothing more. Mr. Lee went through his ideas to advertise products, asking about their financial estimates and your opinion.

The one-time event had became a weekly routine for you and Mr. Lee. The two of you would go to the cafe to go over the male's ideas, and he'd message you if there was any updates. Cara was worried that he was using you to get ahead but you reassured your team lead, that wasn't the case. Mr. Lee walked over to your desk, placing a small treat on it. He had been doing that often too causing the butterflies in your stomach to increase.

"I have something I want to tell you. Meet me on the roof top during lunch break" he told you before winking and walking away. You felt giddy at the thought of meeting him on the roof type. It was rumored within the employees that it was the place to go to make a confession.

You were met the sight of Mr. Lee looking out as you walked through the doorway. "Mr. Lee!" you called out to him. You had decided that you were going to confess to the male as the occasion seemed to call for it. "I actually have something to say to you as well. Would it be alright, if I go first?" you asked, walking up to where he stood. You waited for him to nod before speaking. "I like you" you said, keeping it short and simple.

"Oh. Um," Mr. Lee awkwardly laughed. His response was making you grow more nervous. "I- um, I don't feel that way about you" he said with an awkward tone.

You hummed as you nodded your head and looked to the floor. You knew that you wouldn't and couldn't change the man's feeling. "So, what did you want to talk about?" you asked the man as you tried to hide any hints of your feeling in your voice.

"I just wanted to thank you for helping me. I've been able to gain more recognition in my department, the department head said I might be able to earn a promotion if I continue" Mr. Lee informed you before clearing his throat. It was obvious that he was feeling awkward about how the situation turned. "Um, so thanks" he coughed before turning to walk away and leaving you alone. As you heard the door close behind him, you allowed for yourself to began crying.

˗ˏˋ Universe 2: Clone Dino ˎˊ˗

You watched as the male on the table opens his eyes. "Y/N? Is that you?" he asked with a confused face and hoarse voice.

"Yes, it's me, Dino" you answered, helping him to sit up from his original position. "How are you feeling?" you ask him as you hand him a glass of water.

"I've got a slight headache but I just feel confused for the most part".

"That's okay. The headache will go away and you won't feel confused for long" you explained to the male as you grab his left arm. "Let's try standing up and walking" you said, helping him off the table. You put his arm around your shoulder before slowly walking out of the room.

"What happened?" Dino asked. He looked around the area as if he didn't recognize it. You only hummed in response, ignoring his question as you brought him into another room. "Y/N?" he asked again, this time his voice raised upon entering the new room. In the middle was a pile of bodies, ones that if closely inspected looked similar to him. Your actions made it seem like this was a normal thing which only added to Dino's concern.

"I'm sorry, my sweet boy. I'll figure this out" you said as you caressed his cheek and giving him a kiss on the other.

I wonder what the problem is? Why was that one so confused?" you asked to yourself, turning your head as you looked at the papers laid out in front of you. Shaking your head, you resolved to trying again. You were determined for this to work. It needed to work; you couldn't live without your boyfriend, Dino, by your side. Loading up the data again, you threw yourself back into creating.

You watched as the male on the table opened his eyes. He didn't move or try to say anything making you feel worried. "Dino?" you asked, leaning in closer to him. "Are you okay?" you continued as you brought your hand close to his face. As you brushed his hair out of his eyes, they suddenly opened like he had been shocked. You back away just in time before Dino sat up, narrowly avoiding smacking your head onto his. Still saying nothing, Dino brought you into a hug. His head laying on your chest and his arms tight around your waist. "Dino?" you asked once again as you stroke the hair on the back of his head.

"I'm okay" he said, looking up at you with his twinkling eyes. You sighed, feeling relief, and leaned over the male. It felt like you finally had the love of your life back. You missed this, you missed him.

"I missed you" you whispered, deciding to tell him how you felt at this moment. He pulled away from you, although still keeping his hands on your waist.

"why? I didn't go anywhere".

You just sniffly laughed before nodding your head. It was best that he believed that rather than knowing the truth. Suddenly the door burst open interrupting the moment between reuniting lovers. Before you had a moment to understand, they were pulling the two of you apart. Two officers detained you while three surrounded Dino, who was still on the table, forming a wall. The next events happened too fast and suddenly you were pushed onto your knees while being yelled at. The wall of officers separated and Dino sat with his head facing downward. He had a hole in the side of his neck and his hands were limp. You let out a gut wretching scream at the sight before further falling onto the ground. You had just gotten him back and yet again he was taken away from you.

˗ˏˋ Universe 3: A Scammer & his Lover..or a Victim ˎˊ˗

"Don't you think you should be more careful with your money? I mean your first card declined, that's not like you" your best friend, Cara, mentioned as the two of you walked out of the store.

"Yeah, typically you're the frugal one out of us. Is something going on? We can help, you know that right?" another one, Cubi, joined in, their face showing their worry. You laughed and waved them off.

"No nothing going on. Remember I told you guys, I got a boyfriend. I've just been helping him out" you told them with a shrug.

"And that's the problem. P- what was his name again?" Cara starts again, her pace quickening to match yours. Cara and Cubi flanked you, theirs gazes still filled with worry.

"Pi Cheolin" you answered her before continuing non-chalant. "And there's no problem with partners helping each other out when they need it. I honestly glad that he trusts me enough to tell me his problems". Your face heated up at the thought of your relationship and your boyfriend. Cubi shook their head, you were seemly to innocent, more like naive, and love blind to see what was happening.

"Tell me, honestly, do you think this Pi Cheolin would do the same for you?" Cubi asked, stopping the three of you from walking any further. You nodded adamantly but you were growing annoyed at your friend's accusations. You knew your boyfriend; he loved you and right now, he was just going through a rough patch. As if sensing your annoyance, your friends stopped their questioning instead reassuring they were there if you needed help.

"Cheol, you won't believe what Cara and Cubi was telling me today!" you yelled out into the small house. Because Pi Cheolin was struggling, you let him stay at your place despite how small it was just for one person. The place was dark and quiet like there was nobody occupying it. That was odd because your boyfriend tried to cook around this time as a form of payback. "Cheolin!" you called out again as your finger fumbled for the light switch. Nothing happened as you flipped the handle up and down. "What the hell? I gave him the money for the bills?" you whispered to yourself confused as to why the lights weren't working. It wasn't a power outage because your neighbors had working lights but you definitely gave Pi Cheolin the money to pay the bills. Maneuvering in the dark to find your entry table and stumbled for the flashlight stored there. Now with some form of light, you were met with a disaster. It looked as if a storm had gone through your home, items were knocked over and cushions overturned. Worry grew inside of you at the sight; where was Cheolin within this mess. You couldn't help but think that someone had gotten to him. Taking out your phone, you hurriedly dialed 119.

"Hey, the police send there was no sign of a two-person struggle or breaking-&-entering. I'm sorry to say it but they believe this guy scammed you" your friend Cara said to you after speaking with the officers. They had tried telling you earlier but you didn't believe them. Cubi brought you in for a hug, holding you close to their side.

"You can stay at my house until you get your money together again" Cubi offered with a small smile. Cara nodded as they looked back over at your small place with polices filing out.

"And we can go to the bank to see what we can do. It'll be okay" they reassured you, placing a hand onto your shoulder.

˗ˏˋ Universe 4: Please don't tell me wait ˎˊ˗

You looked at the pressed flower you had hidden in your recipe book. You caressed the page it sat on with your finger before letting out a sigh. "I thought you said that the date went well?" Nara asked you from their spot at the front counter.

"It did" you told her as you looked up from the book. "And we've been talking but our relationship status is still up in the air" you continued after a moment of hesitation. You grimly smiled as you thought back to the few dates you had been on with Chan.

"Hmm, maybe you just need to wait" Nara said, turning back around to face the front of your bakery.

"I don't want to wait though~" you whined but it fell on deaf ears. You poured at your friend's back before humphing and turning back to to your recipe book. "I don't want to have to wait" you said again, this time whispering to yourself as you continued to look at the pressed flower. The oven beeping distracted you from your wallowing and pulled you from your seat. You had become busy checking on the pastries causing you to miss your phone screen that lit up with a message.

'Can I see you tonight?'

•

"Y/N's not replying to my text" Chan whined to his hyungs. He had texted the baker about 30 minutes ago and yet his phone was still showing delivered.

"I'm sure you can wait until they reply" Wonwoo pointed out to the youngest male. Vernon just patted the other's shoulder before returning his attention back to something else.

"I don't want to wait" Chan slightly whined at the response. "I mean what if Y/N loses feelings or worse thinks I don't have feelings" he continued with his eyes growing wider at the thought.

"If you don't want to wait then go to them" Jeonghan advised as he looked to him. At Chan's confused face, he continued. "If you're so worried then go. It's as simple as that". Jeonghan and his statement made it seem like it was simple math (which it was). Chan nodded his head and got up from the table. He felt determined to not leave it to fate. As Chan left to get dressed, he sent another text out.

'I'll see you later tonight ◡̈'

"Are you sure that you're okay closing alone?" Nara asked as they hung up their apron and replaced it with their coat.

"Yes, I'm sure. There's one more order left and then I just have to clean up a bit. It'll be fine" you told them, waving them out of the door. Watching Nara walk down the street, you let out a sigh before looking at the clock. You let out another sigh at the time; another day passed and you're still confused about your standing with Chan. You walked to the back, turning off the lights as you went. You didn't bother to keep the lights on as all of the chairs were put up and no one else should be coming in. You began preparing the last order and the start of a long cleaning process.

•

Chan stood outside of the bakery, trying to see if anyone was inside. It was dark inside but he felt the need to double check. He had changed into a leather jacket on-top of a grey shirt and bought a bouquet of red Zinnias. Chan walked through the unlocked front door, he'd warned you about being more careful later. He looked around in the dark bakery, the only light coming from the streetlights and the light he could now see spilling from the back. Taking a deep breath, Chan tapped the bell on the counter separating the two areas.

•

You looked up at the sound of the bell ringing. From your spot, you could see Chan waiting which caused your nerves to rise in anticipation. You hadn't expected from him to show up, especially unannounced and at this time. Rushing to your recipe book, you took out the pressed flower and then grabbed the last order. You clipped the flower onto the bag with the item sheet. Giddiness was running through you as you walked to the front counter, but you tried acting nonchalant to the male there. You placed the bag down before pushing it in his direction. Your heart was beating wildly and you hoped he understood what you were trying to convey. Rustling from his side made you look up, only to be met with a face full of flowers.

"I don't want to wait anymore. Would you date me?" Chan said, putting the flowers down just enough for you to make eye contact with him. You nodded as a laugh spilled out of your lips and watched as a smile grew on his face. Not caring for the counter in between the two of you, Chan embraced you as close as he could. There was no need for the either of you to worry about your relationship, someone just need to make a move.

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MA BOY

PAIRING: Lee Heeseung x M!Reader

GENRE: Angst, Fluff

WARNINGS: height/size difference,

SUMMARY: An enemy turned his lover? Who would've known. Lee Heeseung a band leader and you a co-member of his band was a bickering storm, but, oh how fate loves to play with its strins.

"Writing another song, Y/N?" One of the members of your group who happened to be passing by at the living room saw you all slouched out near the coffee table as your tongue stuck out a little as you tried to concentrate on what you were doing. You did acknowledge his presence and heard his voice, answering his question with a nod. The male just sighs feeling a little bad that after all your effort, the band leader never approved of the songs you've written and persisted on only playing the ones he wrote for HIS band. You are just wondering why he was so against your compositions. Everyone else loved what you have, so how come your leader always reacts with a horrid look and disagrees to ever play one of your songs?

Your roommate slash bestfriend, Sim Jaeyun or simply Jake, exhales through his nose and sat himself down beside you as you wiggle a little more to the side so Jake could have a comfortable seating. "Y/N, you know Heeseung will never agree to play one of your songs any moment now, right? Save your effort for something else. I feel guilty that I can't do anything." Jake lets out, yet you didn't listen and continued on, strumming the guitar occassionally and experimenting on how the next verse would sound like to add a little flavor to the song. If you like how it turns out, you jot the notes down on your music sheet. "Y/N..." Jake calls for your attention, you taking a second to stop and sighed.

"I know, Jake. One more of the reasons why I decided to quit the band and decide to go solo or maybe even start a new band." You told Jake, the latter shocked to hear your revelation. It was just a little too sudden and was totally uncalled-for. "I know you want to stay with hyung and the others, so I don't want to give you a choice, but know I'm always open for a synthesizer." You told him, the other male smiling sadly and embraced you in a comforting manner.

"Whatever makes you happy, Y/N." Jake said, caressing the back of your head as you gave him a nod and smile, hugging him even tighter. "I wish you the best and I just know you'll do great." Jake stated before he breaks off and pats the top of your head making you giggle.

You nudge his shoulder playfully, chuckling. "Thanks, Jake. You're the best friend a person could ever ask for." You told him, the other male smiling up at you with his pearly white teeth looking similarly to a cute dog to which he is, metaphorically speaking. "I just wish I didn't have to do this, but it's for the best." You said in a bitter tone, which made Jake frown sadly, his brows furrowed.

"I just simply think that Heeseung is a little insecure with what you can do and he doesn't want his ego to be stepped on especially by someone who's younger than him." Jake told you to which you knitted your brows out in confusion, never actually seeing it in that same perspective. You just thought he really hated you. "I know it's not what you intend to do, but forgive Heeseung. He just... has a reputation to uphold. Let's just say he's feeling a lot of pressure." Jake laughed softly to explain his statement, you finally understanding the slightest bit as to why the older male seems to despise you.

You let out a sigh and looked at the papers that was placed on top of your usual work place for writing, biting the bottom of your lip. "Jake, I know what I have to do. I made up my mind. I'm not quitting the band and I might actually try to know whatever is bothering hyung. I won't be able to solve anything if I keep trying to run away from the problem." You told Jake, whose brows furrows in concern, wanting to make sure if you're certain of your decsion. He just want what's best for you. "Jake, don't you worry about a thing, because I got a strategy." You gave him a wink, Jake smiling awkwardly.

"Yey, Y/N. I hope it works." Jake whispers, you already planning out your marvelous idea in your head. Oh, it is going to be perfect. It's going to be amazing, jaw dropping and mouth drooling. You just have to find the right time when to initiate the first stage of your plan.

"Hyung." You called out to the male who was having a talk with his friends outside of the band, turning his attention towards the voice as he looks for the owner of it only to see you a feet below him as he rolls his eyes and groans in frustration. He opened his mouth and opted to say something, but before the words could come out of his mouth you decided to cut him off. "You look like you haven't slept in days, hyungie. Aigoo, the dark bags under your eyes. Tsk, tsk. Have a coffee!" You said all in one go, ending with a cheery tone and handed out the coffee you had with you and gave him a smile.

You hear a small scoff come from Heeseung as you tilted your head to the side, confused. The taller man starts to walks up towards you, ever so slowly your hand retreated back towards you as you lifted your head up to face Heeseung. "You really think this will make me want to play any of your songs? I'm not that easy to get, dickwad." Heeseung spat out, his arms crossed.

You shook your head with a small pout on your lips as if to contradict with what he said. "I know it would seem like that, but you really need to know that I'm just genuinely trying to be your friend. We're both in the same band for crying out loud and we don't get along well." You told him, to which Heeseung just scoffed at before swatting the coffee off your hand which was thrown onto your uniform shirt, hissing at the burning sensation of the newly brewed hot coffee.

"Yeah, right." Heeseung smirks, leaving you agitated, but tried to keep a smile on before letting out a breathe of irritation and picked up the now empty cup of coffee and angrily threw the trash in the garbage.

Jake meets you halfway, who was watching the whole scene unfold. "I told you it was a bad idea. He just won't open up to you that really quick." Jake said, but you were determined to make your master plan work. You just know somehow, someday it will work. It's just got to work. You didn't listen to Jake and walked past him, whilst Jake just sighed out and followed closely behind. You are just that stubborn.

Later that time during recess, you were forced to only wear your blazer exposing some bits of skin on you, but you didn't mind. It was not like anyone would stare at you. "Jakey, listen. I know you're going to think this is crazy, but my gaydar is telling me, Heeseung-hyung is queensified." You told him, Jake a little confused with your choice of words, you sighing at his cluelessness. "I meant gay, Jake. I think Heeseung is gay." You deadpanned, Jake's lips forming an 'o' shape as he nodded his head finally understanding what you meant to say.

Jake clears his throat after taking a bite from his ham and cheese sandwich. "I don't feel like you've known about this, but Heeseung and I used to date." Hearing that out of the blue confession you were able to spit out the milk that you were trying to drink and snapped your head towards Jake who continued to munch on his food, unfazed. "Surprise, surprise." Jake awkwardly laughs.

You wiped your mouth dry and took your handkerchief from your pockets to wipe off some of the milk that dripped down your chest. "Jake, how come you've never told me about this before?" You asked the male who only shrugged his shoulders and sipped his strawberry yogurt away. "Guess the master plan has to stop and I actually have to befriend Heeseung-hyung." Jake raises a brow.

"You don't really have to anymore though." Jake suggested, but you shook your head in reply, Jake knowing you have something in mind that you don't want to happen.

"I have got to. If I stop he'll know himself that he was right and I hate it when he's right. I just simply hate it!" You yelled out, Jake laughing a little as he caressed your back to calm you down. You were suddenly like a lion trying to burst out of its cage. You looked over at Jake and gave him a determined look. "I won't let that happen. Hyung is going to be my friend. He will be." You told Jake who gave you a look that said 'suit yourself' and looks away while you thought of what to do next. To become Heeseung's friend.

The day went for a very long time and you just couldn't hurry more to band practice and meet Heeseung there who was always the first one to arrive at the band's designated room. You ran to the room as fast as you can and stood at the door with a halt and a smile, as usual, catching Heeseung playing a few songs on his guitar. "Hyung!" You called out, the voice clearly making Heeseung groan exactly knowing who owns that all too familiar annoying voice. He turns his head around, his anger evaporating for a second the moment he laid his eyes on you.

So suddenly, Heeseung was entranced by the way you were clothed. With only the blazer on top and a little bit of skin showing, it was as though you purposely had done it to seduce the taller male who just can't keep his eyes off your exposed ches—"Hyung!" You shouted at him for another time, snapping the male awake from his train of thoughts, immediately regretting that he was actually checking you out. "Before you say anything, I was not lying back there and really wanted to become your friend. You don't have to play any of my songs. I'll do what you want." You said to the taller male all the while you picked up your own guitar and plugged it to the amplifier. You did a little riff to warm up, Heeseung still in a daze. "Hyung, are you alright?"

"I, what? Huh? Shut up." He retorts yet you just shrugged and practiced on the guitar with a few of Heeseung's written song, every once in a while the older male stealing a glance, but shook his thoughts away and focused on something else to distract himself. "Fuck, what is wrong with you?" Heeseung whispered to himself, grabbing a towel to clean his guitar.

You catching his actions, you yelled out to him to stop before he could do any damage to his priced guitar. "Hyung, wait!" Heeseung faces you and knits his brows, feeling a little stressed already and he had just got to hear you squeak out a noise again. "That's what we use to polish the floor." You informed him, Heeseung looking down at what he thought was a towel, but saw a rug instead and thinks of an excuse.

"I was... about to just polish the floor, so yeah.. But, now I'm lazy." He said, to which you just raised a brow at since Heeseung never really like to clean and actually don't think about cleaning at all unless told to. "Just.. I don't want to hear a word from you." Heeseung told you, which you rolled your eyes to and scoffed.

The following days, you kind of noticed the changes at how Heeseung acted around you and it was not even the best one. He always acted weird and really clumsy when you were in his line of sight, like you are some kind of activator or a switch that turned something on Heeseung's bolts that he starts to act unlike him. Like the confidence and shit faded away type of Heeseung and you weren't so sure why this was happening, but Heeseung literally made it clear that he was being all shy and always left when you arrive, except during practices.

For example this morning's flag ceremony where you lined up along with the other students who are late, you unfortunately stood beside Heeseung and the moment he realized it was you he flinches away with a loud scream, shocking you at how sudden it was. Even the rest of the students were shocked to have heard Heeseung scream. "Hyung, are you alright? You always seem to be scared when I'm around." You asked the taller male who only ignored you and cleared his throat. "Hyung?" You tried to find the answer you needed, but your words fell on deaf ears.

For the first time, you admit you wished the dismissive and sassy Heeseung came back. It was starting to get more and more hard to become friends with Heeseung especially with this new attitude he was showing around you. Pretending like you are invisible and never even dares to look at you in the eyes anymore. He busies himself with something else when he talks to you and when you try to find his eyes, he would just look away and avoid you.

"Jake, don't you think hyung's been... off lately?" You questioned a little concerned and a little worried that Heeseung is purposely doing this so he can prove himself right in the end of the day, as though your advances to be his friend was just nothing. Jake looks at you and nodded his head, humming lightly. "I mean, I'm not certain if I'm the only who's able to notice it, but Heeseung-hyung's been very suspicious. I mean not in a bad way." You admitted, Jake giving you a chuckle as you looked at him feeling confused.

"Oh, Y/N. You are just that dense are you?" Jake smirked, putting down the cup of coffee he bought. Seeing you're cluelessness, he just sighs and takes one more sip from the cup and starts to make some sense with his words. "That Y/N is a Heeseung who's in love." Jake said, you scoffing.

"Wow, didn't know Heeseung had it in him to actually fall for anyone. With who anyways?" You threw him another question, Jake scoffing in disbelief. Was his clues not too obvious enough? You glanced over at Jake when he fell silent, the male giving you a knowing look, you totally confused why he had that look on his face. "What?" You took a chip from his snack and chewed on it, wiping your fingers clean and stood up. "Anyways, I'll chat you later. I have somewhere to be." You told Jake, the latter nodding his head as he gestured for you to go already. Jake smirks smugly, your brows knitting together as you shrugged it off as nothing and left.

On the way to your destination, you unfortunately bumped into a wall, putting a hand over your head since you weren't paying much attention to where you are walking, lifting your head up to see Heeseung. You gave him a smile, although catching the same poker expression on his face. "Hyu—"

"So, Jake, huh?" Heeseung cuts you off mid-sentence. Giving you no context about what he meant. He just went fully with his accusations. You raised him a brow out of confusion, then shook your head and tried to get away from him, but the taller male caught you by the wrist as you averted your gaze to him, your confused expression replaced with a small glare. "Answer me."

"How? I don't even know what you fucking mean. You just come out of the blue and ask me 'sO jAkE, hUh'. What the hell am I supposed to answer? Double it and pass it to the other? Are you a fucking math equation?" You sassed. Heeseung blushing a tad bit in embarrassment, but he kept it subtle and covered it with a clear of his throat, keeping his gaze away from you for a moment, so you don't notice the red tint on his cheeks.

He crosses his arms, viewing you through the side of his eyes. He quickly looks away the minute your eyes met, Heeseung barely forming the right words, on the brink of stumbling through his words if it wasn't for his curiosity. "Sorry, I meant... uh, are you and Jake dating?"

You grimaced at his question and agressively shook your head. "What?! God, no. He's my bestfriend and like a brother to me now. It feels wrong to be dating Jake." You fake gagged, Jake who heard everything from where he was scoffs in disbelief and starts cursing you in his head.

Hearing your answer removed a huge weight off Heeseung's shoulders, his heart swelling with relief, lowkey hiding his smile under an undertone voice, sounding cold and emotionless, like he usually was with you. He tries his best to hide his smile. "Then... can I tell you something?" Heeseung asked you, you tilting your head in question, wondering what exactly could he want from you. I mean, it wasn't every day that Heeseung actually talks to you. When he does, it would only be for him to tease and mock you, so this was a little different to you.

"What? Please, make it quick. I have somewhere to be." You told him, looking as though you are in a hurry, but Heeseung is so persistent to tell you whatever there is for him to tell you. The male actually shocked at himself when he found his hands unconciously on your shoulders to stop you from going anywhere, as if he didn't want you to go.

Heeseung purses his lips, slowly retracting his hands back down his sides and gave another clear of his throats, making you laugh softly at his actions. "I... I actually want to tell you through a song, Y/N." You seemed a little surprise at him hearing your name come out of his mouth. He'd usually call you names just to make fun of you, but you simply shrugged it off and sighed.

You looked at the clock display on your phone's lock screen and decided that there is still an ample amount of time to spare. You averted your attention back to Heeseung, then crossing your arms. "Is it important?" You asked him and Heeseung, surprisingly enough, nod his head vigorously as though excited about something.

"Yes! Too important that you don't want to miss out on it." Heeseung replied, smiling from ear to ear which you found a bit creepy considering the one time Heeseung would only smile at you is when he finds you at miserable state. Maybe, that is his plan and you're falling into his trap.

Not putting your guard down, you still nodded your head and sighed for the nth time. "Alright, fine." He was about to move when you immediately stopped him, pulling him by the wrist which made Heeseung instinctively look down at where your touch lingered before facing you. "You're not... going to try and kill me are you?" You asked him cautiously, Heeseung staring at you for a second or two before bursting out into fits of laughter.

"That's what you were worried about?" Heeseung teases you, holding onto his stomach, making you blush a little out of pure embarrassment.

You avoided his eyes, turning your head to the side trying to hide your reddening face. "Well, yeah. YOU are cruel to me after all." You answered him, Heeseung's laughter dying down slowly and smiles down at you, you looking up at him with furrowed brows.

"Now, you're really scaring me." You told him, Heeseung rolling his eyes before he drags you to the band's practice room, laughing softly all throughout the way. He didn't know what he is feeling as of the moment. It was making him feel all giddy inside and his heart was beating like crazy. He felt nervous and happy both at the same time, but damn, it was you. He didn't know just when it started, but he could no longer handle the ache in his heart whenever he sees you being all lovey dovey with Jake, when it should be him and him only.

"Trust me, Y/N. I won't even lay a finger on you." Heeseung said, which made you feel a sinking feeling in your stomach. Heeseung was only grinning happily, but in your perspective he was trying to fool you, his prey for the night.

The moment you two arrived at the band room, he makes you settle down on one of the chairs as he goes on preparing whatever he needs for whatever he wants with you. You raise him a brow, catching sight of Heeseung's shaking hands, the male cursing himself when he clumsily steps on something or drop anything, in short when he gets a little too careless. He checks in on you and you tilt your head to the side, your usual way when asking anyone if their okay or if they need any help. "I-I'm fine, Y/N. Just... stay where you are." He tells you whilst you nod your head in reply, Heeseung hanging the sling of his guitar on his shoulder and turns to look at you. "I hope you will like it, Y/N." He told you with a small smile, taking a deep breathe and started playing with the strings ever so gently with his fingers, strumming carefully.

He starts to sing you the song, smiling to himself with the image of the person he wanted to sing this to, remained in his head. It was like a dream. Looking at him like this, you thought he looked like a man who came straight out of a comic. He looked like a proper gentleman, not like the Heeseung that you always knew. It was a little different.

He continues to finish the song, but soon slowly stops, the melody that his guitar crated fading into the silence, before he looks at you as you clapped your hands, leaving Heeseung a little confused. Didn't you see the hint he was trying to see? He literally just described you THROUGH A SONG. "Hyung, we should totally play that song during the prom! I bet you everyone will like it!" You exclaimed, the edges of your lips reaching up to the heavens.

"What? No! I mean, thanks, but Y/N..." Heeseung sighs in disbelief. He knew about how you're a little too late to understand the signals, but he didn't know that you are this dense when he already made it pretty obvious that he wrote the song for you and YOU only. No one else. Was it that hard to understand?

Your brows knited together at the center, tilting your head to the side in question. "Isn't that what you wanted to hear from me?" You asked him.

"Y/N—"

"I mean, you always wanted to be the one with the most recognition." You cut him off before he could even say anything, already thinking of other things that Heeseung would probably want to hear right now. Other than that he wants his song to be the only song heard by many. He is a little selfish at that matter, but that's not the point.

"It's not—" Heeseung was about to speak yet another time, but you beat him to it for another time, the older male groaning at how annoying you are sounding right now, mainly since he didn't want to speak about it loud, since it's possible for his ego to be stepped on by you with just a quick no and rejection.

You hummed, paying no attention to Heeseung and started to pace back and forth. "The possibilities of this actually adding more to your fame is about a fifty to fifty percent. I—" You are abruptly stopped mid-sentence when Heeseung yells who could no longer keep it in, especially when he's hearing words that's making him feel too guilty.

"Y/N, I WROTE THAT SONG FOR YOU, OKAY?!" Heeseung let out, puffing his chest while you are left speechless. The taller male turns his back at you, covering the blush that was forming on his cheeks that made him look almost completely like a tomato.

You were dumbfounded. Heeseung? Wrote a song for you? Are you by any chance still dreaming or asleep? Cause if you were, you would very much want to wake up right at this moment. "Hyung..." You uttered out, but the word you wanted to tell him never seemed to leave ypur lips. Your tongue got tied and all you could muster to form was static sentences that didn't make any sense at all. Everything seemed overwhelming and just plain so unreal.

Heeseung breathes in deeply and shuts his eyes close. "Do I have to word it out for you? Fine, L/N Y/N. I like you." He told you without even a tad bit of hesitation as though he was ready with all this. You couldn't even say anything. It's just too sudden and unexpected, like a birthday surprise from a person you know talks shit about you behind your back.

It had already been a few weeks since the confession and it's the only thing that cycled inside your head like a broken record. No matter how much you tried to get it out of your head, you are just forced to think about it even more. It felt like a curse! "AH!" You screamed out too loud that even the person who sat beside you gave out a loud scream as well. "God, sorry." You sighed, almost slamming your head on the table out of habit, weren't for Jake instinctively pushing your head back to stop you.

"What is it now, Y/N?" Jake asks you, moving his hand so he could flip the page of the book he is currently reading. He may have been too engross with what he is doing, but you are his top priority. He had to always look out for you. "Is it still about that confession?" Jake asked, you whining with nod and groaned, laying your head on his shoulder and held onto his arm.

Jake looks down at you with a chuckle and locks your head in place in his arm, feeling his bicep's muscle flex. "Seriously, Y/N? It's clear as day you share the same feelings." He told you, while your cheeks were being squished, your lips puckered up a little like a duck's beak, you sighing.

You knew that Jake was right. You did find the feelings mutual, but you just don't know how to face Heeseung right now after that incident. You acted on impulse and just left, when you shouldn't have had. Just thinking about it made your stomach feel a little funny. "I... I know." Jake raised a brow at your answer, the urge to just open your brain and see what's going on inside there.

"Then, what seems to be the problem?" Jake asked you, removing yourself from him and groaned.

"I don't even know! I'm just going crazy now." You let out in frustration, you yourself can't even understand yourself any longer. Sure, it made your heart flutter and things, so what seems to be the problem if not that?

Jake's attention went over towards the entrance and smirks, laughing softly. "Well, make a choice. We leave now or stay. Heeseung at three o'clock." You immediately snapped your head towards the direction and you do see Heeseung, but there is something different about him now.

He was glistening with beauty. He looks like an angel, your world starting to revolve slowly as your eyes focused only on Heeseung and watched as he smiles at you, your eyes furrowing at awe, unable to find the answer how the heavens would ever create such a fine man. His new dyed hair and his hair sleeked back, shiny with the hair gel he lways loved to use. You're seeing a complete different side of Heeseung and, God, you just fell even deeper. "HIDE ME, JAKE!" You yelled at Jake, pulling him by the collar and quickly found your way behind him, Heeseung who saw it all rolled his eyes.

"Y/N, I'm not blind and you can't just keep on hiding from me." Heeseung crossed his arms, eyeing you from behind Jake who just pursed his lips and moved back to reading his book before taking a sip of his iced coffee, snorting when he hears your answer almost choking on his drink.

You peeked from where you are and glared at Heseung who tried to find your eyes, but you only looked away. "Says you." You muttered, still loud enough for Heeseung to hear you.

"Goodness." The male sighs, massaging the bridge of his nose. Catching the stress on his eyes, you bit on your lower lip thinking whether to have a talk with Heeseung or not, considering that every time you tried, you're only engulfed in a deafening silence and Heeseung is left to wonder what you're supposed to tell him.

Gathering enough courage, you tapped on Jake's side, the Australian humming in reply telling you that he was listening to you. "...Jake, can you leave me with Heeseung for a moment? I'd like to speak with him in private." Jake closes his book and nods his jead, looking over at Heeseung and gave him a look. He just wanted to make sure you'll be in safe hands the moment he leaves.

Jake finally stands from his chair and starts making his way out of the place. You silently sat down in front of Heeseung who only stares at you in anticipation. You cleared your throat to calm your nerves a little; a headstart to be exact. You lift your head up to see the male eye to eye. "Heeseung, look... I don't have any problem with the confession and your feelings." You admitted, fiddling with your fingers due to how anxious you felt right now.

"...Then? Why are you trying to avoid me?" Heeseung questions, his head slightly towards the side.

"Cause! Everything was all too sudden and I embarrassed myself Infront of you by just literally kissing you that day!" You answered him, the taller male chuckling at your reply, then shaking his head.

He holds your hand into his, which caused you to jump a little in shock. "I liked that kiss though." Heeseung said, placing a kiss on top of your hand, not losing the eye contact you both held, your cheeks starting to turn red.

"Hyung!" You whisper-shouted, Heeseung laughing cutely at you, deciding to tease you even more. You pouted at him, finally peeling your eyes away from his and covered your tomato cheeks.

"I'm leaving." You pulled your hand away from Heeseung and grabbed your things, leaving the table and walked your way out, hearing a soft laugh from Heeseung who follows behind you closely.

The male's hand reached over your chin and slowly moves your head so you could face him. "What? I just said what I should have. Your lips are soft, I could kiss them all day." His words slithered out of his mouth smoothly, that it became unbearable for you anymore and started to regret trying to ever talk to him when he'd constantly just tease you.

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chaoticunicornsworld · 5 months

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Disarming attack

Few days passed. Your group managed to free Halsin. Eventually you had to fight the goblins, as you originally wanted to do, but not as reckless. The tactic was you eliminate the leaders silently, but few mistakes were made and you had to finish every breathing soul in the goblin camp. Maybe you should have let Astarion feed on you, but you couldn’t. The fight with the goblins was easier than the fight with your emotions. The discussion with him stirred your world. You started to develop feelings toward him. You felt deep sympathy and sorry for him. If you thought your life was hard, it was nothing compared to his. Everytime you looked at him, you searched the trails of his pain, but you found nothing, just the cynical facade he built up. You caught yourself thinking about him, trying to figure out why he is so mean in some situations. You also caught him resting his gaze upon you, but his look was a mystery to you. You decided to avoid him, and Halsin’s appearance made things more complicated. You wanted to meet him since the moment you first heard about him. And when you finally met him, your high expectations met the even better reality. You immediately become his admirer. You drank his words like a child. Astarion mocked you “Halsin like this, Halsin like that! Gods! I would rather be turned into a mindflayer than listen to you!” You had no time to reply, Karlach defended you “Jealous?” “Why would I? I don’t need her admiration to lift my ego, dear!” “Of course you don’t need to, your ego is already in the sky.” Laughed Karlach.

The tieflings were grateful for your aid, and organized a party at your camp. Everyone was relieved, happy, and a few bottles of wine opened that evening. You found courage at the bottom of your glass, and went to offer your blood to Astarion. “Ah, the hero who saved the day!” He welcomed you sarcastically. ”Are you not enjoying the party? It is for you as well.” “For me? If it were for me, I would receive more than sour wine and a few head pat.” “Actually, maybe you could receive more” You avoided eye contact as you answered shyly. “Well, well…” His face cheered up “our esteemed leader offers herself to me.” He laughed. “Nevermind, I just thought you might need blood again, but ..” “I might need that.” he stopped you in a smooth voice. “But only if you want to.” pouted he.” Look, I’m not gonna lie, I’m afraid, but I also want to help.” ”Why? I mean I know you want to be a hero and everything, but why do you want to help me?” “Does it matter?” You shrugged. “But I would be glad if you could make my choice easier.” “I certainly can do that, little treat! What’s on your mind? “I don’t know, I just need to feel safe” “Darling, I know a secluded space nearby. Meet me in the woods when the others are sleeping and let’s see what I can do for you to repay your service.” Repay your service, this phrase hit your heart, but you didn’t mention it.

You found him in the woods under the exact same tree you chose to hide before. He knew. Is it a threat, that he knows where to find you to feed on you, or is it caring, you wonder, but he interrupts your thoughts. “There you are! Come sit with me! It’s a nice night in its bucolic way.” You sat in front of him. “What made you change your mind about my unusual appetite?” “You misunderstood me, I’m not against feeding you, it’s just brought up unpleasant memories.” “Do I look like your father, Darling?” Smirked Astarion, and you chuckled at the thought of it. “No? Then stop connecting those memories to me in this pretty head of yours.” Pointed your head with his finger and slowly brushed a lock of hair from your face. His fingers left a cool trail on the side of your face. “Let’s see if I can tame your fear, Darling. Come on lean on me.” It felt weird to be this close to him even if you opened for him before. He is so distant most of the time, but his voice was soft now and he spread his arms inviting you in his embrace. You went closer to him, but couldn’t dare to put your weight on his chest. “Don’t be coy Darling” He whispered to your ears softly and started to caress your arms, barely touched with his fingertips.”Let me care for you!” He slowly cradled you, caressed your arms and murmured calming little nothings into your ear. His scent covered you and you felt your nerves less tensed by the soothing scent of rosemary. All of it was so peaceful, your muscles relaxed and you leaned to his chest with your back.”Good girl!” His lips brushed your ear as he murmured. You rested your head on his shoulder, exposing your neck to him. His cold breath quickened on your neck and a shiver ran through your body. “Sssshhh, It’s alright darling, nothing will happen until you are not ready.” His lips brushed your neck, his voice was like velvet. He was so gentle, it felt so good, you wanted to believe him. No one ever was this gentle with you. Your tiefling lover was kind to you, but he had a lack of experience. Both of you tried to discover how real love feels. Astarion on the other hand was a skilled lover. Being gentle, soft, seductive was like breathing for him.Your eyes closed, he cradled you in a meditative state. You felt his lips on your neck searching for your slow and steady pulse.

“May I?” He asked and you heard the hunger in his voice. You agreed and your heartbeat quickened. He bit down and the sharp pain pulled you back to reality. Your body shuddered, but he held you in position. His fingers curled around your shoulders like claws. Now you were nothing but a prey. Your tadpole felt your dread and seeked connection. Suddenly like an explosion his ecstasy filled you.It was astonishing. You felt the most delicious taste in your mouth. You felt life spreading through your veins. It was ecstatic. You haven't had words to describe the sensation. If you ever experienced orgasm before you would compare this to that, but this was more than an orgasm. This was more than a thousand orgasms. The world went marginal like a fly on the wall. There was nothing else, just the two of you. You felt unity with him and it was painfully beautiful. You felt whole like never before in your life. You felt his hunger sated, but both of you wanted more.Your pelvis pulsed in lust and you weren't able to tell if it’s your desire or his. You two were the same person in the same blood circulation. But soon you faded as he almost fully drank you.

Astarion torn himself from you panting. Suddenly as the connection broke you felt aching loneliness, coldness. “No!” You whined. The pleasure that you felt a moment ago faded and went away. You were a small, pathetic, lonely being again. “My, my, little treat, you all turned on!” Smirked Astarion. “Who knew I could make such a big impact on you!” “More, please” you begged. “If I would take just one more sip of your blood my pet you would be dead. Be grateful I restrained myself. Now, as much as I like to stay, your blood served only as an appetizer, I need to find something more filling.” And he left you alone balancing between life and death. You slowly drifted away from your consciousness and sinked into delirium.

First three part

#astarion #astarion ancunin #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion bg3 #love #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion romance #vampire #bites you

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jistagrams · 10 months

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paring:idol!soobin x college student!reader

warning:reader is changing otp , obsessed soobin 🥲

genre:fluff , suggestive , stablished relationship

having a boyfriend alone was stressful enough, not feeling good enough for him,getting jealous,having fights, all of that is so stressful but what makes it worse is your boyfriend being in a huge band. tomorrow by together. Sure, u were happy for him and rooted him on along his journey but him being in a band means more things to be worried & stressed out about. it's not like u hate that soobin is in a band, u just found the schedules hard. you rarely see him and the days you have off he doesn't and the days he has off you don't. It was hard but since you both deeply loved each other you kept on going.

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"I miss her.."

"you always miss her!!"

"yeah yeonjuns right, always whining that u can't be with her and u never see her. If u wanna keep complaining stop being a idol!!" beomgyu yells at his elder. "beomgyu I feel like you deserve a good beating.." , "sorry I was wrong.." gyu says when soobin raises his hand as a joke (wasn't much of a joke he was really thinking about it). soobin slumps back down onto the couch holding one of kai's plushie. "But still!I haven't seen y/n in a MONTH! I can't take it anymore!! when ur dating u should be able to see them like every day!" soobin whines once more to the 4 members, kai pats his leg while getting up to go to his room. Leaving only 3 left. "if u saw y/n every day u would be sore and even louder than u are rn" tae says while scrolling on his phone, sitting on the floor. "he's right, u and y/n are so loud when ur with each other, whether it's cos u and her are going at it or u guys are jus loud people in general which I highly doubt, it's better u guys aren't seeing each other everyday. not seeing her for a month won't kill you" yeonjun says to the leader, beomgyu and tae nod not bothering to look over at the 2 older ones, soobin sighs and throws the white plushie to the side , sitting up and going to his room. "u guys don't understand cos none of ur relationships work out..." he mumbles under his breath as he walks into his room n closes the door behind him. He sits down on his bed, grabbing his phone from his pocket and going to messages. He sees u texted 3 times,

baby I just fininished all my homework

wanna call?

babe wya??

after seeing ur msgs he decides to FaceTime u.

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while u were in the middle of changing after taking the longest and coldest shower u hear your phone ring , u pick it up seeing ur boyfriend facetiming u. U set ur phone up against the lotion u had on ur dresser. U answer it after grabbing a shirt from ur closet.

"Hi baby"he says looking around ur room trying to find where u were since u weren't in frame. "Oh hi babe, hold on im grabbing underwear" u say as u take a pink pair from ur dresser and stand back up to frame, ur boyfriend realizing u don't have a shirt or underwear on makes him look away a little embarrassed. U look at him and laugh at his shyness, "what u haven't seen me naked before??" U say while putting on the soad t-shirt on, "its not that.. I was just shocked that's all." He says with a small laugh finally looking back at his phone, "u look cute soob" , "i knoww" , "u look too cute , I want to see u soon babe" , "me too y/n, i miss hugging u while sleeping" , "i miss all of u, especially ur hugs" , "all of me hm?" , "mhm, allllll of you." , "what do u miss most about me tho besides my hugs?" , "well...I miss how u would man handle me, and I miss ur abs,"

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feeling excited to see your boyfriend for the first time in a month u quickly drive to his dorm. "What if he doesn't wanna see me" u start to overthink to ur friend who u were otp with. "y/n you know he wants to see u just as bad as u wanna see him." she reassures you.

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"oh my god." U sigh out as u see the door open revealing ur handsome boyfriend. He gives u a toothy smile as u jump into his arms, feeling emotional as u both stumble into his dorm. "I've missed u so much, I feel like this isn't even real." you whisper into his ear as u feel a small tear fall down. "babe this isn't even the longest we've been apart, everytime I go on tour we are apart for longer" he says as he closes the door and locks it with one hand, the other holding onto u. After staying like that for a few moments u let him go and u take ur shoes off. u hold his hand as u both walk to his room. this place was all too familiar to you. Since u visited often, to take care of odi while soobin was on tour or just out of town. Laying down on his bed as he lays ontop of u, holding u like he held the plushie. "This is where I belong I swear." U say into his chest, he just smiles as he flips u both over, making u be ontop, u still don't let go of him. Like a panda holding onto a bamboo stick. Feeling comfortable u find urself falling asleep as soobin places soft kisses on ur forehead and nose. He softly pats ur head like a little dog. "I love you so much" soobin says softly, u lift ur head up to look at him, already getting bedhead from just laying here. "I love you so much too soob" u say back as he softly kisses u as u felt all your worries and stress slip away in this very moment.

#txt taehyun #kpop #kpop smut #txt soobin #txt reactions #txt yeonjun #stan txt #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt #txt post #tomorrow x together

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gingerylangylang1979 · 1 year

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Richonne & Carmy x Sydney Parallels

To some this may be a reach but I’ve been saying for a while that Richonne walked so that Carmy x Sydney can run. Let me get into it.

1. Grief - Rick lost his wife. But really he had been grieving the loss of their marriage before she died. His best friend (Jon Bernthal) became his greatest enemy and he had to kill him to remove him as a mortal threat. That’s some Cain and Abel type shit. Carmy lost his brother (mysteriously also played by Jon Bernthal). Rick and Carmy are both dealing with the loss of the person that was like a brother or actually was a brother. When they meet Michonne and Sydney they don’t know how to process these women coming into their lives when they are at their lowest.

2. Partnership - Rick and Michonne are king and queen of the apocalypse. They are the leaders of TF and co-parents to their mixed family. Carmy inherits The Beef but Sydney comes in as second in command. He ends up asking her to be his partner.

3. Serendipitous meetings - Rick sees Michonne for the first time as what he thinks is a mirage. She comes carrying the baby formula he so desperately needs for Judith. The meeting is strange to say the least. Sydney comes to meet Carmy and he seems surprised and taken aback by her presence even though he chose her to stage. But they met before, in a sense, because Sydney had eaten the best meal she ever had, made by him, before they even met. These women are saviors.

4. Mental Illness - Rick and Carmy are both a hot mess when they meet these women. Rick is delusional and impulsive. Carmy dissociates and has panic attacks. They each make some bad leadership decisions due to their struggles and these women set them straight and keep things aligned when the men can’t.

5. Reuniting - Rick and Michonne always find a way back to each other no matter how dire the circumstance or how long the absence. Sydney comes back to The Beef even when they are still at odds.

6. They will tell him he’s being a bitch. - Michonne checks Rick constantly and even had to use physical force to subdue him when he was going off the rails. Sydney is not afraid to stand up to Carmy despite him being her superior. She drew her boundaries and left.

8. The subtlety - While Rick and Michonne were obvious to me their attraction and growing bond wasn’t in your face. If you weren’t paying close attention you may have missed the build up. Carmy and Sydney have low key moments that I think could spark after being seeded over time. It’s not overt romance like you typically see, but a softness when they reach an understanding, or a curious look, makes you wonder. They share so many parallels that it’s easy to view them being compatible if they work through their conflicts.

9. The unit within the unit - Rick and Michonne were always a team within the team. Before they got together it was always them and then the others. Carmy and Sydney are the only ones in the kitchen with a similar background, they speak the same language, they are the force of change, they are the new ones.

10. Building something new together - Rick and Michonne decide they are meant to build a new world together. Carmy and Sydney decide to build a new restaurant together.

11. They ladies have survived without them, but choose to be with them - Michonne kept herself alive in an apocalypse by herself. Rick knows she is okay without him, she knows that too, but they would rather fight the fight together. Sydney was a solo entrepreneur before The Beef and Carmy entrusts her with it when he is away. He knows she is capable and cares.

12. The ladies are missed when they are gone - When Michonne decides to go look for The Governor alone, Daryl pats Rick to reassure him when he doesn’t want her to go. They barely knew each other but he’s staring off into the distance concerned. When she is missing after the assassination of The Saviors he just about loses it. When Sydney quits Carmy tells Tina she’s dressed like her, has a moment with her notebook, says he’s got her prep refusing to admit she is gone. When she shows back up he literally stops everything he’s doing just to take it in and think of what to do next. Next is the proposal, however you want to take that.

12. The men pick petty ass bitch fights in the beginning - Rick was so antagonistic and suspicious of Michonne in the beginning. He viewed her as a threat. At one point he even had her at gunpoint. Carmy sees Sydney as competition and pulls rank on her very bluntly, he even gets verbally abusive when she makes a mistake.

13. The ladies make them laugh and smile despite the trauma - Michonne gets Rick to genuinely smile and laugh early on. She teases him and brings a sense of fun. She even gets Carl to lighten up. Sydney punks Carmy and playfully tries to convince him to have her way. He smiles more with her than anyone else. These women are quirky and the men like it.

14. Found family - Michonne and Sydney are the links that make the found families complete. TF operates best after Michonne arrives. Rick doesn’t choose to give Alexandria a chance until Michonne urges that they need to settle down. Carmy is floundering as leader of The Beef until Sydney shows him a way forward and is his support. He wouldn’t attempt The Bear without her. He doesn’t say anything about taking the money and starting a new venture until she comes back.

15. Always meant to happen or not? - I think it’s interesting that Gimple says he thought of Richonne S4 going forward. I still think this is a lie and they were planned from S3. It seemed like a setup from day one. Either he is lying or Andrew and Danai put their own spin on it without being directed to make it a brewing thing and Gimple decided to go with it and that it made sense for the story. Storer, Calo, Jeremy, and Ayo say there were/are no plans for Carmy and Sydney to be a thing but the shippers see otherwise. The acting and production choices could easily be interpreted as a budding, slow burn. S2 isn’t supposed to have romance and everyone claims it’s a platonic relationship. Is it possible in a few years we will hear Storer and Calo do a Gimple?

#twd #richonne #rick grimes #michonne grimes #the bear fx #carmy x sydney #carmy berzatto #sydney adamu #chefs kiss #bearney

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phoenixkaptain · 2 years

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Want to write the silliest, most self-indulgent thing ever and it will just be Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Anakin, Ahsoka, maybe throw in Luke and Leia to really make it overly obvious how indulgent this is, just hanging out, but all of them are like… seventeen.

Like, the chaos, right??? All of them being the same age at the same time and it’s a fucking nightmare and they would be so insufferable and I kinda want to make them even younger, maybe like fifteen. Twelve. Ten. Eight. Five. Just, I want Force Shenanigans tm to make these specific characters all pop into existence at the same time at the same age.

I admittedly don’t know how Qui-Gon acted as a padawan in canon, and I honestly don’t even know if he’s ever even been shown as a padawan, but I love imagining Padawan Qui-Gon. Look at how he is as an adult! He would be so much worse! The Council is over there, taking deep breaths and counting to ten, telling themselves “Younglings are like this. He’ll grow out of it. He will grow out of this phase, this is all just a phase, a phase he will grow out of, please, Force, let this be temporary-“ but he doesn’t grow out of it!

I like to imagine he can get away with so much because he was even worse, somehow, as a padawan, and Yoda is just thinking “Did not set anything on fire, on purpose, this time, at least. Well you did, Qui-Gon. The good work you must keep up.” I also really, really, REALLY like the part in Cloak of Darkness that says Qui-Gon’s go-to excuse for his own behaviour is “I can’t help it. I was made this way. The Force wills it, I can’t change.” It is so fucking funny and I think Qui-Gon probably started saying “the Force wills it” at ten when he snuck puppies into the dorms or something.

Obi-Wan as a padawan is just so, how to put this, sassy? But like, he is also so nervous, he is so nervous so much of the time and he reminds me of a kitten, I love him. He’s an absolute nightmare on the opposite end of the spectrum from everyone else. I think he follows all of the rules and I think he refuses to turn in reports if he finds a typo and I think he is the type of padawan who only sasses when overwhelmed with relief to be alive (which happens unfortunately very often). He just wants a pat on the head and to be told he did good, please.

I probably should have done more research before I started this idea but oh well— Anakin as a padawan is probably a strange mixture of Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. Because as a teenager and preteen, he almost definitely goes through the phase most kids go through earlier in life, where he pushes his boundaries to see what he can and can’t do. He was thrust out of Tatooine and into a whole new environment and he probably spent at least a year waiting for someone to be cruel to him, and when they weren’t, he began pushing his limits more and more. And because his master is Obi-Wan and Obi-Wan is somehow the most patient but tired man in the history of the galaxy, Anakin pushes his limits and does something bad and then almost immediately feels guilty.

Yes, Anakin set the kitchens on fire because he was mad at someone. Yes, Anakin is also sobbing because he feels so guilty about it. The two co-exist.

We know how Ahsoka is as a padawan. She’s adorable and very skilled, if not a bit cocky at times. She’s overzealous and she pushes herself to reach upper limits because her master is the fucking Chosen One and that’s gotta put some pressure on you.

Luke and Leia, of course, were not padawans. Not ever, really, when you think about it. Like yeah, Luke went through a crash course, but he was basically handed a lightsaber and told “Congrats, you’re a Jedi Knight now, have fun.” Leia was kind of sort of trained by Luke, but in Legends’ continuity she never really learned all that much because she had a lot of pressure on her as a leader and in current contintuity Disney seems to have entirely forgotten that Leia could be a badass general and trained to wield a lightsaber, both at the same time.

All this to say, Luke and Leia are the odd ones out, both because they know even less about Jedi than Anakin does and because they aren’t Padawans.

Luke is a strange case, and maybe I’m reading his character wrong, but he seems to put things being fair above other motivations, especially when he’s younger. He isn’t obsessed with rules, like Obi-Wan, but he doesn’t really go out of his way to break them, either. Like, he didn’t stray too far away from the Lars’ homestead. He hung out with his friends only occasionally and worked on the homestead a lot. When Owen tells him he can’t leave Tatooine, Luke is disappointed but he tells Obi-Wan that he can’t leave because Owen needs him (and in the best (deleted) scene ever created, he tells Biggs that he can’t leave his uncle and aunt alone while they still need him, no matter how much he wants to). Luke is a rule follower, somehow? Despite being Luke Skywalker, he follows rules more often than not, and isn’t that weird???

Leia acts like an unholy mixture of her mother and father, where she sasses people and is disrespectful in a chipper tone and she definitely bit at least one person as a child, no one can convince me she didn’t. In Legends’ continuity, the book Heir to the Empire explains that people used to mistake Leia’s friend Winter for the “real” Princess Leia Organa. Which, they say it’s because Winter is very regal in bearing, but I can only imagine that it was also because Leia was definitely the type of kid to wander in covered in mud and offer no explanation whatsoever. (I like Leia being a bit feral, okay??? She is already so weird. She finds out Luke is her brother and her first thought is “we can hide you from the Empire forever, Luke, forever and ever” and in Heir of Darkness she’s upset because Luke is upset and there’s nothing she can do to help him because he won’t tell her what’s wrong but also Han is gone and Leia’s first response to loneliness is to get pissed that Han left in the first place. Leia lied to Tarkin’s face in front of Darth fucking Vader and she spoke back to Darth fucking Vader and she absolutely screams at Han during the first movie for being stupid and I’m telling you, Leia is the feral one. Leia Organa, Princess of Alderaan, the one who everyone expects to be refined and regal, is the feral twin, you can’t change my mind it’s canon-)

So, imagining Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Anakin, Ahsoka, Luke, and Leia, all being in the same spot at the same time, all being like sixteen. And I want to make it the Jedi High Council’s problem because I enjoy making things the Jedi High Council’s problem :)

Qui-Gon would absolutely convince Anakin and Leia to do something stupid with him. Obi-Wan would definitely be trying to be the mature one while also fighting the urge to follow everything Qui-Gon says (he likes Qui-Gon, and Qui-Gon may have led him astray many times, but surely Qui-Gon won’t again, righf???). Ahsoka would be off in the corner wondering why this is her life. Luke is sitting next to her asking her questions because he’s hoenstly curious, but instead of being about the way she looks or anything, Luke is like “Do you think they have lakes here? I’ve never seen a lake. Fountains??? What’s a fountain? Can I see one-? A thoUSAND!!!!??? :D”

Shaak Ti and Plo Koon are living their best lives. Plo Koon gets to spend time with Ahsoka again, and you cannot tell me he wouldn’t be utterly charmed by a young Leia who asks things very politely and stiffly one second and then kicks someone in the shin the next second. Shaak Ti is over there like “I should have stolen you from Dooku, Qui-Gon, and you from Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, and you from Obi-Wan, Anakin, and you from, who did you say your teacher was, again?” Luke: “Ms. Apel, she teaches Survival School. She let me sneak in a womp rat and only looked a bit weirded out when I ate it :)” and Anakin, immediately: “You went to Survival School? What was it like?” And Shaak Ti just smiles while Luke explains and pats his head and thinks “I should figure out how to return as a Force Ghost…”

(btw I’m not one hundred percent sure, but the only time school on Tatooine is mentioned, in my memory, is in the 1976 novel and it was specifically called Survival School and I will not get over the idea of Luke being the one out of all of these padawans who inexplicably knows how to hogtie someone and/or survive alone for three weeks in the desert with no supplies, which is what they teach at Survival School, I can only assume)

Mostly just want Qui-Gon zoning out and Luke zoning out next to him. Leia and Ahsoka bonding over girly things, you know, like dresses and cute boys and cute girls and sharp sticks and big rocks and that cool lizard; girl stuff. Anakin is nervous but trying not to show it and so he’s sticking to Obi-Wan, but this just makes Obi-Wan nervous, and Obi-Wan’s fight or flight instincts are going to kick in at any second, so Anakin gets more riled up, which riles up Obi-Wan more, which riles up Anakin more, which-

Basically, I want the whole story to end with Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Anakin, Ahsoka, Luke, and Leia all standing in front of the Council. Qui-Gon is holding an armful of puppies. Obi-Wan is very tired and his sleeve is still on fire despite the fact that Anakin shoved him into a fountain and he wishes he ignored Qui-Gon. Anakin is soaking wet and trying to look angry instead of guilty. Ahsoka is hiding more puppies behind her back. Luke is zoning out, probably thinking about geometry or something, and he is covered in dirt and does not seem to notice. Leia is also covered in dirt, but she glares at anyone who looks at her or Luke for too long and is starting to growl whenever someone makes eye contact with Anakin and Anakin flinches.

Yoda: “Happened, what did?”

Qui-Gon: “:)”

Mace: “Qui-Gon.”

Qui-Gon: “:D”

Everyone: “Qui-Gon, please, tell us you didn’t-“

Qui-Gon: “I can’t lie to you, Masters, nor do I wish to. I can’t help what I did, Masters, the Force willed it.”

Everyone, including Obi-Wan: groans

Luke: “Can we name one of the dogs after my other dog?”

Qui-Gon, immediately: “Yes, of course. What was your dog’s name?”

Luke: “Fido.”

Everyone: “That’s a pretty normal name, I guess-“

Luke: “It’s short for Fighter Jet T-56.”

Qui-Gon: “Lovely name.”

Luke: :D

Qui-Gon: :D

Everyone else: “Oh no.”

And yeah, that’s my idea, to put it simply: Chaos Incarnate, Padawan Edition

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mxttellion · 2 years

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Giggles cutely!!! It' RA time

So FINALLY. here they are!! I dunno why i waited for soo long to show my hcs and like. Even the pic itself is kinda old LMAO (it's from may, i think?)

update: I tweaked the designs a little because of a few details that I didn’t really like, jsyk /gen

click the read more to see all the headcanons, lmao

So here's the Red Army!! Or Red Legion, or Red ....whatever name they come up with for the day. Don't let the name fool you, they're anything but a serious army. They're just a bunch of idiots trying to take over the world. And failing miserably.

Red Leader is well. The Leader lol

multiple people have mistaken Tord for the leader, because of the horns on the helmet, but it couldn't be further from the truth:

that's his brother, Dominik!

Tord's older brother, almost 40, founder of the army along side Yanov (his and Tord's adopted brother in my hcs lol) and Paul. He seems like a cold blooded leader at first glance, but he really is just as much of a goofball as his brother: he got the idea of creating the army from anime he used to watch as a kid, go figure. He wanted to create a strong group of vigilantes that would bring order to the world!..and he. Kinda failed but it's okay! Yeah, he's a fucking weeb just like Tord. and also a brony, you know. Tord designed his uniform, he specifically wanted it to look as intimidating as possible so enemies could be scared of him. Going as far as adding a voice changer. Also, dont ask him where most of the army funds went. No he wont tell you. no. shut up it's not anime figurines. and he may or may not asked Tord to build robots of their waifus. lord-

Tord is a general! nepotism moment; however, he really couldn't care less about his status, as he just acts like he's the army mechanic/scientist/robot expert, you name it: he hides in his own laboratory, creating robots, weapons, and little robot companions- and waifubots and clonebots. Dont ask him what the clone bots are, but he sure loves scaring Yuu with those: robots that will immediately take their place if something happens to them.

Paul is basically just a grade lower Tord, and he acts like he's the actual general, as Tord is too busy in his own world to even care, and also lets him do whatever he wants. Paul is basically an honorary general and used to be Yanov's co pilot. That's before he broke his arm was deemed unavailable, and then changed his role. Now he's Pat's co pilot. He cried for an entire night after getting the news that he had to be with a newbie. But said newbie quickly warmed up to him, anyway! He's. always. constantly busy. even when he doesn't have a flight programmed, he always has to find a duty to do in the army. Chill a bit, dude.

Yanov USED to be a pilot. One of the most trusted pilots, calm, chill and collected. But also LOVES to witness chaos. He broke his arm in the stupidest way possible (probably falling down the stairs). Just after that, he decided to then step down as a pilot and become a medic. And considering his gentle mannerism and carefulness, maybe that's the best. Aaaand the army needed more medics. He loves his new occupation!

That's where Patryck comes in! He's a novice pilot, freshly recruited from the army. He didn't even actually have a plane driving training, nobody knows how he got in there. (Actually. it was desperation. They NEEDED another pilot and he seemed so eager to accept his role. He asked it himself to become one.) Well, Paul was assigned as his supervisor AND co pilot to his dismay. Like previously said, Paul cried to Yanov and to himself the entire day after the news. Please anyone BUT THE NEWBIE. Nobody knows Yanov made this choice. Despite his...rocky, beginnings. He's a ..somewhat great pilot! You know, despite the montly 4 crashed planes. That's also where most of the funds go. He's forbidden from going anywhere near the weapons depot, especially after he gets energy drinks. It happened once and half of the base exploded. Rocket launchers disappeared. Patryck what dID YOU DO.

Yuu is the uhh.. weapons guy? He's in charge of well. Keep the weapons depot in check. But it's a mystery how he manages to keep this role, as he always ends up letting someone (PAT) blow it up with the bombs in there anyways. He's also a great marksman! incredibly useful unit in battle. It's kinda like Patryck, no one exactly knows how he got there, he's such a scaredy cat, always alerted by anything that happens.

That's all i have for now JSGSJHDJ

#GODD i hope its not too long. i just have a lot of thoughts lol #eddsworld #ew red army #ew tord #ew paul #ew patryck #ew yuu #ew yanov

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noodleblade · 1 month

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Specialty Cocktail

Summary: Skids requests a new drink from his favorite barkeep.

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“What the slag do you mean The Rodimus is just motoroil?” the Captain of the Lost Light balked. Swerve winced as his hand slammed down hard on the bartop while the other was thrown out to the side in disbelief. Beside Rodimus, Drift seemed to be fighting off a smile though doing little to placate their Captain’s ire.

“It’s not an insult-” Swerve began but was viciously cut off.

“How is it not?” Rodimus leaned in, his face microns from Swerve’s. At this, Drift pulled on Rodimus’s shoulder to put a little more space between Captain and Barkeep. “You are basically saying I’m bottom shelf swill.”

“No, no, no,” Swerve defended quickly. He could see Rodimus narrowing his optics in a fiery sneer. “I’m saying uh-” desperately Swerve wracked his processor to think of lie “-that you're a mech of the people , you know? The people love you and cherish you. You aren’t in an ivory tower, unobtainable, looking down on everyone. No! You’re respected and loved and-”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rodimus waved off, though his expression had lightened up to Swerve’s relief. “But you couldn’t make it even a little cooler than just straight motoroil?”

“I lit it on fire,” Swerve said. Well, he hadn’t tried that yet but how hard would it be? “You know, in your visage.”

Rodimus paused and thought about it. “Huh. That is pretty sick actually.” A little smirk came on his faceplates as he leaned in conspiritally. “You name a drink after Megatron yet?”

“No?” Swerve replied cautiously, unsure what answer Rodimus was looking for. Somedays it seemed as if the co-captains were finally getting along and other day it felt like Rodimus was this close to trying to push the former leader of the Decepticons out the airlock. Again.

“Good.” Rodimus grinned victoriously. “Don’t give him one. He won’t say it, but it’ll bother him. Anyways, I’ll have a, uhhhhh, what’s in a Whirl?”

“Oh, you don’t want one of those now,” Drift cut in easily, lightly patting Rodimus on the arm. “If you drink that now, you aren’t going to remember the rest of the night.” There was a bitterness in his tone that had Rodimus grinning widely.

“Oh, wait, was that the night when you met with Ratch-”

“ We -” Drift cut Rodimus off sharply, smiling tightly at Swerve “-are going to need a few kliks to look over the menu.”

Seeing the blessed escape, Swerve nodded his helm eagerly. “Sure, sure. I’ll circle back to you.”

He didn’t look back as he stepped away, briskly walking to the other end of the bar where Skids sat, an amused smile pulling at his lips, helm rested in the palm of his hand.

“Good lie.”

“Yeah?” Swerve grinned, leaning across the bar and attempting to keep his voice low. Not that anyone could hear over the din of pulsing music. “‘Think he bought it?”

“Rodimus? Absolutely. Drift? Not so much, but I don’t think you’ll have to worry about him.” Skids leaned the rest of the way. Swerve felt warm crawl across his faceplates but thankfully Skids didn’t seem to notice, his optics surveying the rest of the room. “Also, next time mention that he’ll get a free drink whenever he orders his namesake and I’m sure he’ll forget the slight entirely.”

Swerve blinked. “Oh that? No, no, no. That’s not a rule.”

Skids turned his attention to Swerve, his optic ridge furrowed. “Everytime I order a ‘Skids’, I get it on the house.”

Embarrassment coiled in Swerve’s tank, his processor shifting through a series of excuses but landing lamely on. “W-Well, that’s different. You know? Because we're buddies. Best buddies. You get the best buddy discount.” That horribly charming smile was tugging at Skids’s lips again and Swerve had to look away before he completely combusted. “Besides, if I gave Rodimus the same deal, I’d be out of business by the end of the decacycle.”

Skids let out a soft snort. “True. Well, I’m honored. Best buddy.”

Somehow, the term didn’t sound as nice out of Skids’s mouth and when directed at Swerve. Swerve swallowed the tiny seed of disappointment and forced on a wide grin.

“Now, what do you want? The usual? You don’t have a drink yet and while I love the company, you gotta pay for that seat. Even you and even with the Best Buddy Discount. No freeloading and taking up space-”

“I’ll have a ‘Swerve.’”

Swerve snapped his mouth shut and stared at Skids for a long moment. “A what?”

Skids shrugged nonchalantly, optics focused intently on Swerve. “A ‘Swerve.’”

A nervous giggle bubbled out of Swerve. “But, um, there isn’t one.”

Skids pouted . Or at least the closest thing to it. His lip plates pressed together and his face pulled into a cute look of confusion. “Why not?” Skids optics drifted to the board behind Swerve, resting above the bar. “You have the Tailgate, the Rewind, the Chromedome and the Brainstorm. You got the Rodimus, the Whirl, the Ratchet, the Magnus and the Minimus. You have the Skids, but you don’t have a Swerve? You named the place after yourself, surely you should name a drink as well.”

“Well, “ Swerve felt himself fumbling as he scrambled to explain himself. “I name the drinks after people I care about, ya know? Friends and stuff.” He took a quick glance down at the end of the bar where Drift had successfully distracted Rodimus. “Or important people to me. It’s not…it’s not that deep.”

And it wasn’t. It was a way to honor the folks he cared about but it didn’t mean anything. Or it didn’t have to. Some mechs took the symbolism of it to spark.

Tailgate had nearly bursted into tears over the gesture before immediately turning to Cyclonus and Whirl to gloat that he had a drink named after him by his best friend and not them. Swerve had then proceeded to regret the decision as Whirl hounded him for the rest of the night over getting a drink named after him, insisting he be a part of the creation of the mixture. Swerve had finally given in and when he looked at Cyclonus, wondering if the former Decepticon wanted one too, the mech simply looked away uninterested.

Like Cyclonus, there were some mechs that were completely indifferent to the naming. Chromedome had given him one questioning look before shrugging it off and accepting the drink. Rewind had been kind enough to thank him on both of their behalfs but Swerve didn’t mind. He just liked the gimmick. It didn’t have to mean anything.

It didn’t mean anything that the first time Swerve had done it was to get Skids to laugh, that it had been a spur of the moment decision to name Skids’s usual order of nitro-chilled energon with a splash of Limonene after him. It certainly didn’t mean anything that Swerve never bothered to charge Skids for his drinks, lest the theoretician not come to the bar as often. And it definitely didn't mean anything that once other mechs started to question the apparent favoritism, Swerve quickly started naming all his other popular cocktails after his friends and regulars.

“Important people,” Skids mused. “Sounds deep to me. Well, I want a drink named after my favorite person. So make me a Swerve.” Skids’s smirk grew. “It should be sweet and sour with a tingling feeling. Loud and memorable. In the best way.”

Swerve swallowed the lump of static in his intake, his spark humming in his chest. All the while, Skids just kept smiling in that sweet, charming, maddening way. Like he knew what it did to him, like he knew how it made Swerve weak in the joints.

“O-Okay,” Swerve nodded, hoping his voice didn’t sound too weak and emotional. He had to keep it together. Keep it cool, keep it funny, keep it chill. “But just for you.”

Skids’s optics shined in amusement. “A secret menu item?”

“Yeah, no one else can have it. Just you.”

Skids hummed, his optics diming to a soft, enchanting glow. “Sounds perfect to me.”

For added levity, he threw up the finger guns with a wide grin and a wink. Only when turning towards his mixing equipment did he question whether the wink was…perhaps a bit too much.

Swerve could feel the other mech’s optics on him as he rummaged around the bar. He was so focused on keeping his servos from shaking he barely knew what bottle he was reaching for as he prepared the drink, trying to match the flavor profile to what Skids had said about….him.

Just the thought of those words made him fumble, thankfully not knocking anything over.

In the end, he returned to Skids with a small shot glass of creamy zinc enriched energon topped with a dusting of glittering red manganese powder that diffused in ribbons of red as it touched the white energon liquid. Swerve hesitantly slid the glass across the bar to Skids’s watching servo.

With two digits, Skids lifted the small, thin glass and held it at optic level.

“It’s small, like you.”

“You wanted a Swerve,” Swerve said helplessly. “Short but packs a punch!”

Skids chuckled deeply, making Swerve’s whole frame rattle.

His glossa felt heavy in his mouth, nerves and anxiety crawling all over him as Skids lifted the glass to his lips, as if Skids were to absolutely hate it that would mean something greater than just hating a haphazardly made shot.

Still, he watched anxiously as Skids set the shot glass back down, humming as he took in the taste.

“A bit more subdued than I thought it might be,” Skids admitted with a small smile. “And very sweet. A nice counterpoint to that initial sour bite. The sweetness lingers.”

“So?”

“I like it,” Skids said. “It's you. Of course, I’m going to like it.”

Swerve struggled to come up with anything. A witty one-liner, a silly joke, a jape or jab or anything to deflect the rising emotion coming up his intake.

Suddenly, the bar seemed so quiet and empty. Sure, there were plenty of mechs at the various tables. Drift and Rodimus were still giggling on the other end of the bar, Chromedome and Rewind were canoodling in the corner booth, Whirl was dragging a laughing Tailgate who was dragging a reluctant Cyclonus behind. Despite all that, it felt as if Skids and himself were the only two people there in his quaint little bar. The only two mechs on the whole Lost Light itself. The only two mechs in the entire universe.

Skids’s natural charisma began to flicker. Hesitancy dragged his smile into something unsure, awkward. “Too much?” he asked. Aimlessly, his digits began to toy with the squat shot glass, spinning it on the curve of the bottom. “Sorry,” he murmured, more to the bar top than to Swerve. “The whole thing sounded really smooth in my head.”

“It was,” Swerve immediately said, despite the warm eating away as his faceplates. “Uh, still is. I just…you know…me?” Swerve let out a burst of laughter, a bit too loud. He immediately brought his hand to his helm and scratched it sheepishly. “Like, uh, this guy? ” He pointed to himself awkwardly, static crackling around the words.

Despite all that, Skids looked up at him with only admiration in his optics.

“I like you,” Skids said, blunt and warm. “Just to be clear.”

“I like you too,” Swerve gulped, desperately grasping at anything to peel the nerves from his plating. He wasn’t sure why even . Skids had all but admitted his interest! All Swerve had to do was take a shot, any shot. He could do that. Swerve swallowed the nervous ball of static in his intake. Yeah. He could do that.

Throwing absolute caution to the wind, Swerve slammed his palm on the bartop, leaning in and throwing Skids his most charming smile. “You, uh, free tonight?”

Skids blinked owlishly at Swerve for half a klik, his optics wide before the corners of his lip plates twitched upward. “I don’t know. I was waiting for someone, but they work long hours and late ones at that.”

“Shame,” Swerve tutted mockingly. “I’ll make you another while you wait. Maybe in time you’ll forget about that ol’ mech.”

Skids leaned forward, resting his elbows on the sticky bar top to cradle his chin. “Not likely. They are quite mesmerizing.”

Swerve snorted, warmth crawling at his cheeks at Skids’s flirtatious words. “Yeah? I can’t imagine a catch like yourself settling for just anyone.”

“They aren’t just anyone,” Skids huffed with a small pout. “They're my favorite person.” Conspiritally, Skids lowered his voice. “Can you believe this establishment hasn’t even made an official drink for them yet?”

“Heard they’re still workin’ on it,” Swerve grinned back. “Maybe they should hire a consultant. Someone who really gets them. Maybe…tonight? After I- I mean -after they kick everyone out?”

“I think I’ll be free.”

“Sweet,” Swerve breathed, his smile so big it almost hurt his cheeks.

“Yo!” Rodimus’s yell cut through the bar like a loud screech. “Swerve! I know what I want!”

Swerve cursed under his breath, all the bravado leaving him. Thankfully, Skids nodded his helm along.

“Go,” he waved off easily. “I like watching you work.”

Swerve’s faceplates burned as he hastily made his retreat, his spark bright and happy and warm. His processor abuzz thinking of different shots and flavor profiles he can have Skids try tonight.

#skidswerve #skids #swerve #mtmte #transformers #macadam #my fics

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shugar0cone · 1 month

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Shooting for the stars

Pt 1

“All the people knew the story of the ancient evil of Zhan Tiri and the inventions of demanitus but lost in tracks of time there was a 3rd, she was known as the goddess of the stars, she helped travelers cross the seas, made constellations into stories, and most importantly made the sun drop and the moon opel. She lived with humanity and thrived with them, she helped all for she was the gift. She loved humanity and believed in their wellness, so she gave us the sun and moon to share her power, but in typical human fashion they were greedy for the power wars broke out and this angered the goddess. When she asked for her gifts back they refused and turned on her, she had not choice but to fight. her battle armor was made of the stardust her weapon only she could hold. she fought the humans until she got the sun in moon back. She realized the power and dangers of having them together so she entrusted two of her most loyal followers, deminucus and Zhan Tiri. And you know how the story goes.”

I say to my sister as she brushed my hair. It was nice to have repunzel back even though we are only adopted sister it sure felt like we where blood. I can tell she was lost in thought i knew alot has came up, heck she got back and now she was pretty much thrown into royal duties.

“You ok raps?”

She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at me. Her sunshine mood was darkened maybe it was stress or maybe sshe was processing things.

“Peachy, just ya know feeling pressure, but it aint nothing i can handle.”

I got up from my spot to hug her.

“I’ll be here for you.”

I gave her a warm smile then an idea popped in my head.

“If max is free wanna race to the wall?”

I asked giving a playfull grin.

“Sure if nebs is up to it.”

Nebula or nebs is my horse smaller then both max and casses horse but definitely smother and alot more agile then them. He was a gypsy and apalosian cross, he was alot to take care of grooming wise, But he was my partner in crime.

“How old are you again?”

Repunzel asked me this, maybe she just forgets or that we have a 3 year age different.

“Im 15 rember.”

She laughed.

“Yeah im only playing i know. Your 15.”

She bear hugged me and squashed me half to death, this woman beats corsets when takeing breath out of your lungs.

We walked out to the stables to see nebula trying to reach one of maxes candy apples he got from montys. While repunzel wasnt looking i got up on nebs and crewled onto his neck to grab it.

“Ill get max another later, speaking of the crazy where is he.”

Nebula chewed his or maxes sugar coated apple and did a horse like shrug.

“Do you always have to be like this.”

I rolled my eyes as he snorted at me.

“Ok where is max i have fidella.”

The doors slammed open and low and behold we see max and eugene.

“Race ya ladies oh and we are wanted by the guards.”

“Huh?’

Before i can say anything eugene left quickly with a fleat of guards fallowing him, i looked at repunzel all confused.

“It’s just a game, n/n.”

JUst then cassandras father the leader of the guards was in the stalls on his horse.

“Ladies better run.”

I pretty much left a silhouette of me next to repunzel thats how quickly i left on nebula.

I was having fun some guards where chasing me but luckly for me they where newbies so they did not know my cards i played.

“Lets show them how its done nebs.”

I pat his neck we enter a deep wooded area. I slowed down so one guard could catch up with me. I looked back and pulled a brach so it could smack him. The next guard i had a pan of to swerve him and pretty much get him dizzy or turned around. I faced back twords the guards running at him full force, at this point it was a game of chicken and luckly he lost. I detached his halter from his horse and now there was no control over the horse. I ran for a couple of minutes and ended up at the wall but not the one where repunzel and eugene where.

“Damn it!”

I yelled and slapped myself in the head.

“This is like the 5th time ive ended up in old corona. Sware to the king one more time and ill just move here.”

I sighed to myself and got off of nebula and walked to a stream so he can get some water. When i walked up i looked at my face, it was dirty and sticky with sweat. I grabbed some water and splashed it on my face. I looked at the water again to see a second figure a cloaked boy with googles. I turned around to see yeah it was a real person.

“AH!”

I gave him a left hook out of fear, that he looked creepy, and weird. He groaned holding his face.

HE looked up his googles where on the floor his hood was down i noticed I busted his lip.

“What was that for?”

He yelled at me, man he must be my age or younger. I mentally giggled at him because his voice cracked at the word for.

“You cant just sneek up on people like that.”

I yell back.

“Well you cant-’

He pointed his bloody finger at me and fainted.

“OH MY GOD! I THINK I KILLED HIM!”

I grabbed my hair and panicked. Nebula took some water and spat it out on his face. He woke up gasping for air from the shock.

“You dropped these uhh.”

I grabbed his googles and he snatched them from me.

“Im varian the mighty alchemist, and you are?”

“I’m y/n, the girl who knocked your socks off.”

#varian x reader #tangled #x reader #tangled the series

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pirateswhore · 10 months

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oh! please tell me your thoughts on adhd killian?

okay so this is a semi-sleepy, semi-high reply at 5 in the morning but screw it !

so as I said, this could very well be me projecting my own ADHD onto him and trying to see the symptoms so I could more easily relate BUT I do come bearing some evidence for it !

@cptainjones made a lovely post about killian showcasing symptoms of BPD (you should go check it out, it's wonderful) and while I don't have BPD myself, I do have ADHD and I know that the two overlap and are often comorbid, and undiagnosed ADHD (I doubt they had many ADHD screenings tests in EF) can lead to some of the behaviours we see killian exhibit throughout the show - substance abuse, depression, quick temper shifts, harsh/impulsive reactions, emotional turmoil (this can all be explained through both bpd and c/ptsd but the 3 are often co-diagnosed so-)

second, we can see that, while in the navy, killian was a stickler for rules and details and he seemed to have enjoyed being in the navy - this could be to impress Liam but a lot of ADHD people find strict regimes and routines helpful !! seeing as we generally suck at management ourselves and rely on other people establishing some sort of order that we can adhere to.

3rd, and I understand this can have multiple reasons behind it, but we can see killian being obsessive over his revenge to the point that it's a hyperfixation for him, completely overtaking his life. we see it slightly with getting the faeries out of the hat and then getting the darkness out of Emma. he seems to have a one-track mind of focusing on something and ignoring all else.

lastly, it kind of ? fits his character. I can see him being approached by Henry over homework help, and suddenly, he's spent 4 hours reading into the French Empire history or something. or wanting to understand how a certain thing works, and he just dedictes days to reading about it/watching documentaries.

people with adhd are also more perceptive, quick and creative thinkers (we see killian to be very well aware of what happens around him AND he's quick to jump in with a joke or a witty comment). he is also resilient and easily adapts to whatever situation he's thrust in (most notably seen in his adjustment to the modern world in a fairly short amount of time). I would also argue that killian has a strong moral compass (fight for what you love/want. revenge those you love. do not serve a corrupt leader) even if it doesn't really align with society's morals or ethics. he has it, and he sticks to it through and through. additionally (this goes more for ASD but the two overlap greatly) people with ADHD are more likely to be non-conforming to society, be rebellious and question norms, and killian is a pirate so I'd say he has the anarchist thing down pat (along with subverting gender and sexuality expectations).

so yea. just some similarities I've noticed between me and him that I can tie back to my ADHD. probably some other points I'm missing, but it's now 5:25 that I finished writing this and I should go back to sleep. toodles

#killian jones #ouat #headcanons #it just fits his character i think #3am thoughts #adhd

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I don't think Douses is really church bad. Or at least it's not religion bad. The church gets reformed but its fine after that.

Are you talking about FE16, Nopes or in general anon?

I wouldn't say it's BaD "BaD "as if it was a game written by someone who is member or r/atheism -

Sure, Pat also Pat'd things here and there (remember that NPC whose entire family was destroyed at the whims of a noble, in the jp version she says something like even the Church couldn't do a thing, but in the Pat version, she says something like the Church "especially" didn't do a thing...) -

But the game itself, for all of the red herring nonsense it throws at the CoS/KoS, sometimes doesn't commit, and we end up with Seteth's solo ending where he reforms the Church and adopts a more tolerant stance :

Doing away with his old strictness, he adopted a tolerant stance toward all. His encouragement of believers to respect those of other faiths helped the people of Fódlan to find common ground with others

But we know the CoS already encouraged believers to respect people who have other faiths (this is legit one of the first things Seteth says in FEH, and in Nopes, Rhea reminds Catherine - someone who's not religious at all - of this fact).

Save for Mark the Nopes NPC, religion BaD from the Fodlan games comes in two forms : the script shitting on the CoS despite the games showing otherwise, and no one calls out the script or the words they're told to be nonsense (save for Mark and, iirc, another NPC in AG? The one who says he thought the CoS was a steaming piece of garbage, but when he interacted with them, he reconsidered?) + the fact the CoS itself, or its members, cannot even counter those accusations or nonsense because they don't have any screentime - special mention to Nopes!Seteth who says this in an expedition line :

What are the tenets he, a Saint who most likely was around during the CoS's creation, Rhea's right hand man and most likely her older brother, cannot defend?

It's the general writing of telling us some things are "sus", but we don't see what those "sus" things are. They just exist, so remember, Church not GoOd, or not entirely GoOd, and it needs to be reformed.

And the second form is obviously the way the CoS (and Faerghus, to an extent) is much more developed than the other entities - so yes, we learn how people of Faerghus targeted and tried to eradicate Duscur, much like the Serenes Forest incident from FE Tellius - but we will not hear with the same focal point anything about Adrestia's campaign against Brigid and Dagda, or how people from Brigid are treated in Adrestia - Cyril exists, but even FEH realised you can't really talk too much about Leicester, the less religious place in the continent, keeping slaves.

Adrestia and Leicester are treated with kiddies gloves and their "default" are relegated to a footnote, when Duscur is put at the forefront of the game, or at least some routes. As for the Church, it's sort of the same thing, the game(s) make a big show/event out of Rhea executing members of her organisation who tried to kill her (and killed students), or, Nopes wise, we see her sending assassins against Supreme Sailor Fuku -

While Claude terminating minor Leicester Nobles who are pissed at his power grab and the regime change is just a line thrown here (and used to diss the CoS/Kingdom who wanted to welcome them), and Supreme Sailor Fuku starting a war against the allies who helped her kick out the death cult who took root in her Empire is... never lampshaded. Ditto for sacking villages, monasteries, orphanages or, just, in general sending thousands to death to conquer the continent.

As for Religion BaD...

Well, while Supreme Leader, surprisingly, gets a meaningful support with Manu about this, I always thought the "mindless followers" thing or the "leaving Fate in the hands of a higher being insstead of relying on yourself" things were the "easy/first" arguments of people arguing, in obviously bad faith, on, say, r/atheism as to why religion BaD, as if being religious means you have no free will...

Granted, this topic teeters a bit too close to RL issues, so I'll drop it at that.

#anon #replies #Church BaD #the sheer need to hammer here and there that the CoS should be reformed #without ever spelling what should be reformed or how the current CoS doesn't work and must be reformed #without falling in pitfalls like “church BaD bcs crust system”#even if one of their core tenets in the first book of their bible is to not abuse the power of crest exists #in a way that's sort of why I prefered TS writing to Fodlan's even if Hyzante is hit the hardest #all three countries are sort of examined and everyone reacts to the faults/issues within those three #it's not just footnote 1 + footnote 2 + gfdi hyzante is keeping slaves!!#I know the CoS was supposed to be a red herring #but thanks to Hresvelg Grey they never managed to be anything else but a red herring #They're BaD and must be “reformed” that's why Supreme Leader's war against them isn't completely bollocks #something like this #FE16 #3 nopes #10 to 1 this post is going to be X'd !

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ROTTMNT: Second Generation✨✨

HUGE Infodump incoming!

Basically, in my little universe, the teetlez do have children with their spouses and these cousins work together to fight crime. Their parents work on a human-mutant co-habitation project with April and stuff, but as they do this their kids are fighting against this organization that works with humans and mutants in order to prevent co-habitation (like mutants who join are anti-human and want to be feared and the humans are planning on maybe killing the Yokai because of the TMNT I think).

First, the children, then the parents and other such adults. We also don't really have any episodes scripted out yet so it'll be a while before there's actually a comic 😅

Hiroshi Age: 14 Height: 5’1 Weapon: Katana (ninja style) Info: Hiroshi is the son of Leosagi (made by my friend @okumura-senseixxx, and hes the best and only Leosagi child) and is the leader of this group he and his cousins had made. He was chosen as leader even though he’s the youngest because he has the most control over himself and likes to protect his family. Leo is proud to have this legacy carried on. And yes, Hiroshi is a turtle and rabbit mutant created in Draxum’s lab, me and my friend say that his favorite movie is ChickenHare.✨

Donato Age: 15 1/2 Height: 5’5 Weapon: Black Manriki Chain

Info: Donato has killed a man, his twin was in trouble so in a panic he did what he could think of. And now he’s traumatized *pat pat*. He thinks he can’t ever control his emotions but besides the trauma look up Manriki fighting techniques it’s become one of my favorite weapons✨ He is the son of my OC’s Gio and Taylor, also mutated in Draxum’s lab and wait for it… co-leader of the team since hes older and very smart when it comes to planning a mission.✨Donato also wants to learn to be a mystic warrior like his Uncle Mikey✨ Donato doesn't really do music as much as his twin but also will play an instrument with his twin. Donato also hates it when his uncles or cousins use the same nicknames for him that they use for his uncle Donatello. He also hates feeling angry about it because of what I said earlier about his emotions, so whenever he's emotional he locks himself in a separate room until he calms down. Besides that, his cousins try to mess with him but ye. Donato also likes cosmetology, makeup and doing hair, he learns this from his grandma✨ (Taylor's mom) He practices on his twin (for both hair and makeup because skin) but also his other relatives with hair

Takeo Age: 15 1/2 Height: 5’7 Weapon: Dual-Bladed Scythe

Info: Takeo is Donato’s twin brother✨ I know, but Gio and Taylor agreed to have one son who appears a bit more human, but by all means Takeo is a half human half turtle all mutant. He actually goes to a human school (which he hates because Donato isn’t there and his teachers don’t understand his brain) Takeo took an interest in alchemy and learns from Draxum, and maybe he uses his skills to get at Kiro but he also is useful on the team with his talent. Takeo also only wants to protect his family but his way involves being observant until he can determine what he needs to do to help. He also has MAD claustrophobia, still thinking of why but he has it. He and his brother also like to sing (thank their dads) as a signal or a way to locate each other on missions, but they also just sing✨ Takeo is the younger twin but is taller now because he's more human like Taylor and Taylor is 6 feet tall as a teen but still turtle. Takeo's personal hobby is that he follows in his Papa's musical interests and he makes music (but he did have a band but nobody can know about it).

Shelldon Age: 16 Height: 5’5 Weapon: Tech

Info: Shelldon is basically Donnie’s clone, made when Donnie was testing the technology but also he wanted a kid. Shelldon struggles with being a clone and feeling like a replaceable entity instead of a person, and there’s some other stuff but… ye. He’s also named Shelldon because of something in my fan comic where Donnie promises to carry Shelldon’s legacy. Shelldon doesn’t become leader because he isn’t a fan of responsibility. He also doesn’t like when people say he’s like his dad, because it only makes him feel worse about being a clone. He talks to Takeo mostly, and when around his other cousins he keeps up this “chill” exterior and only helps on missions really when his super-brain is required✨ He’s also friends with Kiro. Shelldon also knows a lot about tech since he was kinda born with the knowledge Donnie had, and then his dad is the only one smarter than he is which is important to one episode.

Kiro Age: 15 Height: 5’4 Weapon: Katana (samurai style)

Info: Kiro is the child of Scourge and Mikey, also made by my friend. Scourge found Kiro while on his travels across dimensions, and when introduced he was welcome with open arms, from all except Takeo. Their similar personalities make them clash every time their in the same room, they’ll always find a way to fight (mostly started by Takeo). Kiro talks to Shelldon and Donato the most, and to me he’s like Knuckles from Sonic 2 movie, oblivious to world stuff and stuck in his tradition of samurai if that makes any sense😅✨ Chizu and Waru are two other characters my friend made, and I haven't made pages for them but Chizu is a cheetah yokai and Waru is a wolf yokai, both are Hiroshi's friends✨ Waru doesn't really talk nor does he use sign, he uses body language and expressions to communicate, but will speak when it's important. He's also pretty clumsy and timid and doesn't like being tickled. He does like to draw, specifically he likes to draw bugs like bees and butterflies. Other info according to my friend: "He's big in size as well as in his heart, and is slow to anger. His weapon is... I don't know. He doesn't seem like the type to use a weapon, he's more the type to use natural things, like his teeth, claws and fists. I bet he can punch through stone... He gets along with everyone, just like Chizu but Kiro and Donato seem hard to get close to. Kiro because he looks scary and Donato because he's to the point on his dislike for Waru. But Kiro has nothing against him." Donato dislikes him because Takeo and Waru do end up together at some point and Donato is very jealous. Chizu Also in the words of my friend, "Chizu is fun, hyper, cheerful and outgoing. Her weapons are twin bladed war fans, she's friends with everyone especially Kiro who is actually quite fond of her. Chizu and Waru both will succumb to anger and violent instincts if someone dares to hurt their friends."

Okay... gotta explain every parents' job...

Leosagi: I describe them as the goofy parents who laugh about how embarrassed their son gets when they flirt with each other, but they're also really fun✨ Usagi can sense the Shadow Demons (it's a thing from my comic) as they try to gather in a dimension to summon their King again. This does cause Usagi pain and their job is to locate them and open a portal, then once Gio goes through they close it and make sure no Shadow Demons slipped through. The Earth dimension is very secure being a host to two worlds (yokai and humans) but when Usagi opens a portal it leaves an opening to the Earth dimension that Shadow Demons can get through. Leo mostly chills around his house but he is also the one that trained Hiroshi and helps Hiroshi when he struggles with being the leader sometimes. And I'm not gonna say Leo doesn't give Hiroshi dating advice, heheh✨ Leo: Dad Usagi: Dama

Taylavaggio: These parents are die hard for their children, love each other to bits, and in the beginning were very protective of their children, until Taylor instructed Gio that they should let their kids grow, which is around the time Gio started training them (4 years old). Gio was the panicking parent when the twins were babies, but it's okay now. As said before Gio is the one who travels to the other dimensions having some of Usagi's power that he's manifested and made stronger, and he will soon pass some onto his sons. Gio needs to go because the Shadow Demons will sense Usagi's more potent power and gather in that dimension and ye. Gio once having children and a family is more hesitant to go into the dimensions closer to Earth, those ones warp time, he fears they either he'll die or he'll return and his family will be gone. Usually his missions take a day or two, and sometimes a week, and if it's a "bad mission" (being that he was trapped in his fears by the demons) he needs to take a while after a missions to recover, his family cares about him a lot. Taylor on the other hand is a realtor, and he drives Takeo to school, obviously. He's their source of income and does pretty well✨ Taylor's mom and sister are still getting used to his family but love them all the same. He loves his husband and his beautiful twin sons to death, and even though he's human he's ready to throw hands at whoever makes his family sad✨ Taylor: Dad Gio: Papa

Scikey: The most dramatic love story ever, but as parents they love each other and Kiro is their world✨ According to my friend they have a whole wall of Kiro photos and are only adding to it as time goes on. Scourge during his time traveling (in my universe) was the one to catalog all the dimensions that were within some kind of radius around the Earth dimension. But other than that now he and his husband just love each other. Mikey of course helps Donato learn to do mystic stuff (which is why Donato and Kiro are friends) and is also the mediator between Kiro and Takeo's beef together whenever he finds them fighting (as Dr. Feelings of course✨). He also teaches Kiro to cook and bake and all that. Occasionally Scourge helps Gio on his missions but things are tense between them because Gio is still hesitant on Scourge because stuff that happened in my comic. But his help makes the missions go shorter. Scourge: Father Mikey: Dad

Donnie: Donnie works with Raph on the human-yokai co-habitation. Like I said he was working on some cloning technology that he was going to add to some presentation with some scientific world to get his technology patented, but he hasn't because of Shelldon. He loves his clone son a ton and even though it doesn't show, he would drop whatever science project if Shelldon was in trouble or just said that he didn't feel happy (but Shelldon hasn't found this out until said important episode). Donnie is a good dad✨

Raph: Raph is kinda the leader of the co-habitation and works with Arpil the most as they meet with families she finds and introduces them to some yokai. Raph is able to get most of his brothers to help, the only one who hasn't is Gio and Taylor because he offended them asking (because Taylor and Gio married for love not because they wanted to prove co-habitation is possible, and being advertized as such would ruin their vows and their marriage, Taylor explained it nicely but agreed with his husband to not go along with it). Raph doesn't have children but more than enough nephews he's always ready to watch over. ✨

There are more characters to talk about but ye✨

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