#guess i am still a bit high on coffee xD

[pageofheartdj]

Please talk to me about Leo having npd I feel so alone😭

[hattori-nanami]

Rrrr a bit of warning, it may be a sensitive topic to some, hence I'm sorry in advance.

I ahm...I know it's just wrong since I've already heard some controversy about Boboiboy elementals shouldn't be paired up a.k.a incest/gae/other stuffs (Bc he and his friends are muslims, and actually I myself as well). And I am aware also about how he and his friends wouldn't have valentine's day as well, but-

Umm...sorry, this is just kind of a dilemma for me (personally as a slow poke artist) when making fanart abt it (as for recent topic? Yes valentine). Though I swear I can't help but to think about my favorite ship, which is Solthorn and my mind just-

I- I'm sorry- my mind just going everywhere with some official facts about those 2 and few research I've had about chocolate-

Like- Solar, as the most knowledgeable one (and always filled with curiousity), MIGHT knows some stuffs about (oh so unholy) effects of chocolate.

And then the fact that Solar loves to holed up on his laboratory and stay up all night with his coffee. Which also means he has high tolerance of bitter taste I guess(?) I know coffee can be sweet but- the most effective one to wake one's eyes open is the black one, ...right? It still have some bitterness imo ehehehe

There is also a fact that Thorn loves sweets if I recall correctly. But is it applied to literally ALL sweets? (It may still not connected to you related to what I'm trying to say XD)

However all of us knew that Thorn is just an innocent being who could just eat up all the chocolates if he can (except any bakes from Yaya maybe?), but surely Earthquake will limit his supply for his health.

But what if Thorn accidentally picked the dARK cHOCoLAte one and only ran up to Solar with it just to share, only to get him testing out his curiosity since it's HIS own photosynthesis duo who totally has no idea what could happen-

(My English is a mess when explaining)

Look I'm terribly sorry but my wish to get my thoughts out from art is kinda stuck (but I'm still continuing it anywae ehe)

And the valentine's day already over so...hope others will only take it as Elemental Siblings pamper themselves with chocolates (　´･‿･｀) treated by Earthquake. Hope your day will be good always!

[psychedelic-ink]

A/N: This is a gift for the lovely @elliemehl and she wanted a reader x Katakuri with a dash of sin (tho I might’ve accidentally spilled more then intended) also this is my first time writing for him so hopefully I did him justice! 

This is also a modern AU so Katakuri’s still tall but he’s not like 5 meters xD I hope you enjoy this and wishing you a merry early Christmas! <3

Pairing: fem!reader x Charlotte Katakuri 

Genre: Romance / Lemon

Word Count: 1358k

Warnings: NS.FW , oral (receiving) 

Prompt: Can’t make it for Christmas

Your hands shaking, you closed the phone. A series of emotions befell upon you, sadness, disappointment, anger. Sitting on the couch, you gazed upon the livingroom to witness the hours worth of preparation that you've done. The tree was beautifully decorated, scented candles everywhere and the creme de la creme a table full of Katakuri’s favorite dishes and that wasn’t all, in the oven there were gingerbread cookies baking as you mourned. 

Sighing, you kicked off your slippers and laid on the couch. Of course his mother had to give him an assignment on Christmas, you weren’t surprised at all. That woman never had her children’s good intention in mind, it always had to be about her and the family business. 

Katakuri sounded so hurt too when he told you that he wasn’t going to make it. He knew well that you’ve been working hard to make today perfect.  You stared at the white ceiling, you just wanted him to have a good christmas, eat some delicious food and relax. Why did it always have to be so hard ?

Slowly, your mind started to drift off. After a whole day spent, finally the tiredness of your body reached your brain. 

“I guess a quick nap won’t hurt.” you mumbled as you closed your eyes 

Breathe. Breathe. 

You couldn’t. But you had to. Breathe. 

Heaving, you ran, you saw a glimpse of crimson hair and a tall silhouette. You followed it as you held your chest, you still couldn’t breathe, coughing you fell to the ground. The silhouette disappeared, your surroundings now drowning in complete darkness. Tears stung your eyes, you were scared you wanted to leave. Where were you? 

You felt yourself starting to shake along with the ground you were kneeling on. An earthquake? Light shined upon you, looking up you were blinded by it but fresh air followed and you found that you could finally breathe. You extended your arm, was this an exit? Were you saved? 

“Wake up y/n!” 

“...what?” your voice groggy, you peeled your eyes open. 

Continuing to lay on the couch you tilted your head to the side and squinted your eyes. Katakuri was hovering over you, looking down at you with a worried expression. Before you could ask anything you coughed, noticing a certain smell in the air your eyes widened with realization. 

“The cookies!”

You jolted up but Katakuri held you in place as he kneeled in front of you, his worried expression shifted into one of relief. 

“Don’t worry I turned off the oven,” then he frowned. “What were you thinking taking a nap while baking?” 

“I...I forgot.” your gaze was fixated on him, still feeling a bit hazy you pinched the bridge of your nose. “What time is it? When did you get here?”

“I managed to finish up early and rushed here to be with you,” he chuckled. “And good thing that I did.” 

A wide smile spread across your face, Katakuri was here and he was in time for christmas. The cookies might’ve been burnt but there was still so much you had prepared for him. Butterflies flew in your stomach and your pulse quickened, jumping forward you wrapped your arms around his neck. His arms came around your waist and he pulled you in closer. You could feel him inhaling your scent as the two of you embraced. 

“I’m so happy that you’re here.” you said your voice shaking a bit at the end. 

“So am I.” 

Pulling back you placed your hand ever so tenderly on his cheek, your fingertips danced along his lips and followed the scar that formed an arc up to his cheek bone. Katakuri pressed his cheek further into your palm with closed eyes and sighed. Smiling you leaned in and pressed your lips against his, a supposedly innocent action on your part. But it was quick to shift into an act of passion as Katakuri slid his tongue eagerly between your lips. 

His tongue explored your mouth, your tongue dancing along his, he sucked on your warm muscle. You moaned into the kiss as you pressed your body further against him, it felt warm and secure. Your insides quivered. 

As Katakuri parted away from you he pulled your tongue along with him, he sucked on it, earning a mewl from you. You stared at him between half lidded eyes, your cheeks a vibrant red. With a smile Katakuri placed his forehead against yours. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his breath smelling of coffee. “I’ve missed you so much.” 

Before you could reply Katakuri scooped you up and placed your back to the couch, you were expecting him to join  but instead he kneeled in front of you spreading your legs apart. You watched him with awe as he tugged your sweatpants down with ease, he smirked when he saw the wet stain on your underwear. 

“Someone’s eager.” 

You blushed and averted your eyes. The way his gaze was fixated on your arousal made you feel nervous, and it wasn’t like it was the first time he was looking at it but you still weren’t used to it. 

Katakuri peeled your underwear to the side and you gasped when the cold air  hit your heat. He had a strong grip on your thighs, dipping down he trailed your skin with open mouthed kisses only to stop when he reached your inner thigh. He grazed his teeth against the sensitive skin and gently took a bite out of it. A loud moan escaped your as you felt his teeth on your skin, instinctevely you placed your hand on the top of his hair, playing with his short hair as he continued to kiss,lick and nibble on you.

Your skin was burning with every kiss he placed on you, your mind felt numb with the pleasure he was inflicting on you. Katakuri’s hand went up from your thigh and to your pussy, he slid his forefinger between your folds, you whined when the noise of your wetness reached your ears. But despite your flushed state, the noises managed to stir you on further and you could feel yourself getting slicker around his finger. 

When Katakuri was done with your thigh, he made his way towards your arousal. It throbbed as you felt his warm breath ghosting over you. Licking his lips Katakuti hummed happily as he dipped down into your cunt. His tongue delved between your folds and found your aching hole. Pushing his tongue between the tight muscle, a loud mewl escaped your lips. He wiggled his tongue as he pushed it further into you. Your grip on his hair tightened and you threw your head back. 

Enjoying that you were coming undone, Katakuri eagerly started to thrust his tongue in and out of you, loving the way your insides twitched around his warm muscle. You shouted his name over and over again when he started to play with your clit with his free hand. He pinched, pulled and rubbed the sensitive nub. You couldn’t even think anymore the only thing you could concentrate on was how good he was making you feel. 

“Kata,” you managed to moan out. “I’m close.” 

He replied with a hum and his thrusts became faster along with his strokes against your clit. You started to match his pacing with your hips, it wasn’t much but you couldn’t contain yourself anymore. You could almost taste the bliss, a little bit more…

With one last pinch on your clit you were seeing stars. Your body spasming and nails digging into his scalp you screamed his name over and over again as you came. Katakuri didn’t stop until you came down from your orgasm high, heavily breathing your grip on his hair loosened. He looked up to you with a smug grin on his face. 

“Merry Christmas.”

“Ho ho ho,” you replied, still trying to catch your breath. “I hope you’re not full yeti there’s still plenty to eat.” 

“Don’t worry,” he said getting up. “I’m insatiable.” 

[nighttimepixels]

TALK TO US ABOUT MASS EFFECT I HAVE BEEN AN INSANE MASS EFFECT/SHAKARIAN TRASH PERSON SINCE 20-FUCKING-11 AND LEMME TELL YOU THOSE FEELINGS HAVENOT TARNISHED A SINGLE FRACTION IN THOSE TEN YEARS OH MY GOOOOOOODDDSSSS!!!!!!!

I DEMAND A PLAY-BY-PLAY UP TO THE MINUTE OF YOUR REACTIONS TO EVERYTHING!!!!

you are so valid and I totally see why everyone I've ever mentioned it to loves the hell out of it

aksdjlsdfj I meannnn if you want to hear my rambling about it then hell yeah

Okay, gonna put this below the cut to save everyone else XD also- since I'm not leaving this Mass Effect obsession anytime soon, if you're not interested in seeing occasional posts about it, please feel free to block the tag "night plays ME"~

(mild spoilers ahead??)

((also for real I mean it when I say this is rambling as hell lol, apologies and no stress if absolute no one reads all this))

OKAY SO Mass Effect 1-

Stars help me, I was honestly hooked right from the start?? Like even in Legendary Edition (the combined trilogy just re-released in one "can play it on one system + minor improvements", for anyone who doesn't know) where it's smoothed out, of course it's obvious that ME1 is a decade old... but the foundation for these relationships are all there and gods I love them already.

Like - Kaiden right off the top is a delightful good fightin lad, what the hell. I've heard that he's viewed as 'bland' by a good portion of the fan community but I dunno, he's a delight and even more complex by the time 2 rolls around and you encounter him on Horizon, it was honestly Ashley I was way more meh about - mostly because before you can learn about her family history/etc, she comes off as hella xenophobic and I was immediately offended for my growing space family that she didn't like/trust all the aliens around, pfff.

(she gets redeemed a bit through further actions/evolving thoughts, but I thought in retrospect it was a bummer that they didn't flip the order there, give her a chance to be liked before the complicating factor of being so rude about aliens >:c that then she could grow from... ah well. Apparently she has a good arc but uh, let's just say I chose Kaiden at the "key junction" in the latter part of the game so I won't be seeing anymore of Ashley uh... anytime soon, haha.)

Garrus??? Is??????? The ABSOLUTE best???????????

I liked him from the start, I'm always a bit of a sucker for a rogue-detective "the system won't bring this bastard to justice, so I've got to" type and all their moral shadiness XD But he just gets better, honestly, and where I'm at in ME2 (right before the Reaper IFF mission, as of typing this, with everyone's loyalty!) I am only digging myself deeper into this hole-

-*wheezing* okay anyways -

Wrex is AMAZING I love fightin' middle-aged krogan bastard, gods. Liara is great too, I'm a sucker for a wlw relationship (playing fem!Shepard, so) - buuuut I'll admit she's a bit more one-note in ME1. Last week while I was still on ME1 I remember hearing (while trying to dodge spoilers) that her arc is really good, though. I think they leaned a little hard on the 'innocent but sexy' sterteotype on her (so despite the yikes aspect of a few of the things I've learned in ME2, lol, I actually really like the complexity that's been added to her character.)

Saved Liara first, so by the time I got to Noveria and had the standoff with Benezia there was the chance to have emotions over Liara having to face her TwT and of course, I made the questionable but quality decision to free Queen Rachni heheh. no ragrets

More than a blow-by-blow of my choices though I totally wanna take the chance to say that even in the mild jankiness of ME1 (goddammit, the Mako.... please..... please just go up this impossible cliff I just want to resource hunt-) the way that the lore, both obvious/key to main plot and the lesser/filler/background/world-building kinds... I just love it. It incorporates it well, you can go ham in the codex learning more, or just dive into the basics - it's clearly a complex galaxy (and they do an even better job in 2 of fleshing it out further), and it never really felt overwhelming. It was pretty natural figuring it all out-!

Plus the interesting implications of resource hunting amongst the sapient races, and the little side missions you better bet I did every one of- there's so much rich depth in the story if you do 'em!! (And that lead with that Keeper side mission...? Looking back, damn, clever foreshadowing-!!!)

And oh my gods, Ilios??? hell yeah. I loved that mission so much, especially having Garrus & Kaiden with me when talking to the hologram/computer, and more than anything, that last sprint in the Mako trying to get to the jump before it closed-???

yeet the boi-

Also mannn I love a good setpiece, and having to go up the side of the elevator, space-side?? such a cool setup!!

Plus it felt good having been Paragon enough (as simple as the good v bad vibe system is, I don't hate it, lol) to avoid one of the Saren fights, ngl. And the er, "second fight" with Sovereign-Saren.... hell yeah

... I'll admit I had to double check my choice re whether to save the Council. I did in the end, but I swear, sometimes the way they phrase things I'm like ".... okay but Garrus is right, defeating Sovereign is more important than these few leaders??????" woops. Listen, priorities, is all I'm saying..... (￣ヮ￣|||)ゞ

'Course later they emphasize (in ME2) that there were 10,000 people on that same ship and I was like well I wouldn't have second guessed if I'd known that, I mean c'mon-

Also I did indeed romance Liara in this one, so I got that scene ;Dc But,,,, I also knew by the end that I was totally gonna romance Garrus in 2 since he's an option then finally,,,,, lemme tell you the guilt as I waffled over whether to romance Liara bc of it. hahaha.

Aaaaand Mass Effect 2-

So I'm only up to right before the Reaper IFF Mission, so I don't know the ending, etc etc lol. That said, I've just finished every side mission I've found with the exception of the Shadowbroker Quest and the Arrival Quest (I've heard the latter basically leads into ME3, and the former is best either right before the Omega 4 jump or in postgame).

So from the start - fuck yeah fuck yeah what a high adrenaline start Shepard noooooo but also yes save Joker aH-

The motion comic too hot damn nice job

I loved this setup, seriously - especially forcing Shep into this situation, having to work with/for Cerberus, and the compelling reasoning given behind "why" they do what they do (I especially found it a good point that the Salarians have the Task Force, the Asaris the Commandos, the Turians the- etc... like, true, when you put it like that, having a similar group advancing human interests/solving human interstellar problems is pretty reasonable...). That said, I love too that it really isn't shied away from how Cerberus is nonetheless fucked up - or its at least done fucked up stuff.

Listen, I still think some messed up stuff is gonna be revealed in 2's endgame......... after that Horizon mission and the Collector's ship???? TIM I SEE YOU YOU SHADY MF-

aaanyways lol...

I'm so so glad on a gameplay level they nixed the Mako style exploration. A few Hammerhead missions are fine and a lot more focused than the slippery ass navigation in that glorified ATV, pfff. The probes are a neat way of getting after similar resources - and more importantly, having good levels and some good hubs (the Zakera Wards, Omega, Ilium, etc) is way way more fun than having a more 'sprawling' space that is.... a lot of empty nonsense, lol.

Then there's the fact that we get Joker right off the bat and you can interact with him so much - and him and EDI??? Get out gods I love them. Kasumi is so right when she says they sound like a bickering old married couple lol. I have a terrible feeling that some shit is gonna happen with EDI..... but I don't think she's evil as-is, at least.

Side-eying the hell out of those "access forbidden" parts of her that she doesn't even know.... and the fact that her AI core has a locked door access................... something's gonna happen gdi LEAVE OUR ADOPTED AI ALONE.

(Also Joker pls stop fracturing your thumb on the mute button)

Also please save me there are so many hot aliens in this game,,,,, the xeno/monsterfuckers really comin' through strong in the sequels............... doin' the lord's work........................................

In general, I love how many levels ME stepped up in two with complexity and interwoven narratives!! Like, to the point it'd be almost a drag to replay ME1, even though it was fun going through it (if occasionally a bit tedious with the cookie cutter rando planet science/mine facilities, lol). Like, just from how fun and interesting ME2 is, mostly! more of all the pre-introduced races, plus new ones, plus more filling in of intragalactic politics, and more interesting implications of all these space-faring races mixing....

Also gods WREX and his planet holy shit,,,,, fuckin' hell yeah my man get their shit together and also adopt Grunt yes good-

And Mordin??? My singing semi-evil scientist best friend forced to confront his choices more than he thought he ever would have???? With some of the best ongoing general report chatter of all the companions??

(when I tell you I choked on my coffee when I talked to him after confirming romance choice w/ Garrus and that 'pamphlet' and 'anaphalactic shot if ingesting-' kajsldkfjsldfjk)

Like, fuck, the fact that they actually dive into the mixed morality and horrors of the genophage, and you can confront Mordin on it, for good reason, yet he still stands his ground, until finally some bits of his loyalty mission seem to... affect him, and I'm guessing might set up things for 3 with him? Unsure, but either way, damn, the fact that they start to dig into it...

And Taliiiii my beloved forbidden alien wife TwT her loyalty mission was SO GOOD. I love how varied they all are?? Getting to defend her and discover what she'd unwittingly been a part of-!!

Zaeed is a bastard but tbh I love that he is and that he's unapologetic in him - and Kasumi omg, best thief. A heist?? Gods, yes- I love our couch lounge chats XD

Samara is..... illegally.......... she's an illegally powerful and beautiful and eloquent MILF...........................

(.... listen I'm sapphic as hell and I'm kicking my own ass for picking her up last aksjdlfksjdfl - but her loyalty mission, damn. And seeing how there's this interesting cultural subset, and the struggle with the Asari in that they unquestioningly accept/respect justicars, but also know that the impact outside their culture is a diplomacy nightmare waiting to happen-)

,.,,,,,T,,, Thane,,,,,

I am weak for morally implicated murder dads okay?? And that voice??? His mannerisms?????? How you first see him, and that prayer after assassinating her...???????? And his history/his people's history with the hanar, gods I love how messy it is, it feels so much more real!

Also Jack is a mess and I love her (and want to get her some therapy, omg), and her and Miranda nearly duking it out after you've done both their loyalty missions??? so good and makes a lot of sense-! Honestly I would love more interactions between teammates on the ship, but there's already so much the devs had to balance I can't blame 'em for minimizing, heh. But suffice to say I also love Miranda and Jacob, even if I'm softest for my alien crew XD Hell yeah Jacob, we'll get loud and spill drinks on the citadel indeed TwT

.... I could write a whole essay on how much I love Garrus oTL Perhaps because he and Tali are the throughlines from 1 on your 2 crew, I have some of the strongest feelings about them... but genuinely, he was one of my favorite companions in the first game, and how you find him as Archangel in two? Getting to help him fight his way out after he's gone nearly 48 hours straight fighting off three gangs alone, jfc. His vengeance quest and what can happen there.... That line? fuck me, that line -

It's so much easier to see the world in black and white. Grey? I don't know what to do with gray...

How DARE you come for my heart like this, devs holy shit

(also, some other choice faves so far from the series from him include We can disobey suicidal orders?? and This wasn't in my training manual... [in 1, if you have him with you @ th Thorian fight] and his whole.... pop the heat sink - in his romance ;Dc)

asdasdfksadjfkl like I said I can write an essay on him PFFF suffice to say I'm very looking forward to his romance scene and where things go in 3

But yeah gods I'm just gonna keep rambling if I'm not careful lol. Gods I don't even know what to talk about it's all so good and while I can understand people roasting the obviousness of Paragon V Renegade (v neutral) choices/alignments, I think they do a pretty damn good job in 2 of pushing it further - to the point that there were some times that I accidentally got renegade points and I wasn't that mad, haha. There's so much fun in the interactions that I just have a good time anyways~

I have so many thoughts about TIM (The Illusive Man) and Cerberus.... theories evolving galore............... and like, what the hell!! Omega 4 going to the center of the galaxy is such a cool twist, goddamn - though my heart still breaks at losing Kaiden (his line if you haven't romanced him?? about feeling like he lost a limb when he lost you??? holy shit.... but I also can't blame him for not trusting Cerberus to the point of it affecting his ability to trust Shepard... like fuck Shep go after himmmm) I'm really excited to see where that goes since he comes back in 3, and what the fuck happens with Cerberus bc while I love the fact that obviously there are a lot of people in it for the right reasons, doing good work, there are those that are doing the opposite, and I have a very bad feeling about where TIM will end up landing....

All that said though I need to do the Reaper IFF mission (where I'm lightly spoiled as to getting That Boy, but not how/what happens to make it so - just that it's apparently wise to have all your side missions done before getting him...) and the actual Omega 4 jump. So we'll see what happens and what I think about it from there heheh!

.... major kudos and genuine props if you made it here to the end, I am so sorry for not editing on condensing all this, and appreciate you so much ;w;

[mammonprotectionsquad]

Hello, yes. The rewrite to the first part of A long story from my oc's perspective that nobody asked for xD but I thought it's a good starting point, before I write more oneshots with her :3

This uh... Is a little bit of a longer one 😅

Here's the introduction post for my oc, for anyone who might want a little bit more info about her :3

First meeting with complications

Vanderwood x Talia (OC)

It wasn't the first time for Talia to get paired with another agent for a mission. Still, it never made her less curious about what kind of person it was. "Be careful. He probably won't hesitate to leave you behind." or "He doesn't work well with others. Only doing what's best for him. So don't expect too much." were things she'd been told when word got around who she got paired with.

In all honesty, it only left her wondering if he was really that bad, or if people just exaggerated, as they so often liked to do. Anyway, she had never been one to give a damn about, what she liked to call, office gossip in the first place. She preferred to get to know people herself, before she judged. 

Readjusting her skirt a little, she continued her way down the busy sidewalk, smiling at the people who gave her strange looks. Well, maybe it was a bit weird to see someone dressed like a secretary walking around with a rather big bag thrown over her shoulder.

In the distance she was able to see her partner for the day already. Leaning against his car, cigarette between his lips. 

Agent Vanderwood... Have to admit, quite handsome, she thought, while making use of the time it still took her to reach him. It was easier to eye him like that, without being too obvious. 

Thought the closer she got, the more obvious it became that he had apparently done the same. Only... less sneaky. Something that made her smirk and as soon as she was basically standing in front of him, she raised a brow.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's rude to ogle women like that?" 

She wasn't quite sure if she saw it correctly, since he was quick to turn his back on her, but she could've sworn there was the slightest tinge of red on his cheeks.

"Shut up and get in the car. We have no time to waste", was the only reply Vanderwood gave her. 

After stashing her bag in the trunk, she slipped into the passenger's seat. The man pretty much driving off the second she had closed the door. Shifting a little in her seat, she turned more towards him. This time eyeing him very openly.

So it seemed like what she had been told was actually right; that man was quite the grump.

"What?"

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts, making her blink a couple times, before she simply shrugged. 

"I'm just trying to figure out who might've pissed into your coffee, for you to be in such a bad mood." 

The reaction she got was a roll of his eyes and a quiet huff, his gaze never leaving the street. 

A silence stretched between them, giving her some time to ponder things over. For example; why was he such a grump? Was he really that bothered to be paired with someone? Or was it because he got paired with her? But why would he? He probably didn't even really know anything about her. Besides, why did that matter anyway? Usually they never really teamed people up for more than one or two missions. Long-term partners? Highly unlikely. It made the risk of people getting attached to one another too high. 

A couple more minutes passed, Vanderwood seeming very set on trying to ignore her as good as possible in that small space. It was irritating, for some reason. Especially since she hadn't had the time to upset him with any of her actions. 

"Look", she eventually began, eyes landing once again on the brunette. "I know you're not big on having a partner. People warned me about it. But thing is, I'm not as bad of an agent as you probably think I am." 

That actually made him glance shortly at her.

"I guess we won't be having a problem, as long as you follow orders." 

Now that was a start! More than one word as an answer and he didn't look as annoyed as before. Something that made her beam at him, though at the same time she couldn't keep herself from mock saluting. 

"I can absolutely do that. Under the condition that your plan won't suck. Otherwise I will rebel and do whatever is best to get things done." 

That earned her a groan, paired with yet another roll of his eyes. And she noticed how his hands twitched ever so slightly against the steering wheel. 

"Don't make me tase you..." 

And Talia? She just chuckled. It wasn't that she didn't believe he would make his threat come true. It was just amusing to her that he'd already feel the need to warn her about possible consequences, after she simply made it clear that she'd only listen as long as she didn't deem the plan absolutely stupid. After all, she wanted to get the job done and, preferably, for both of them to make it out alive and unharmed. 

The rest of the ride was spent in silence again, but at least it was less awkward than before, which was a start. Though the second they arrived at their destination, her expression became more serious. 

"Alright, so what's the plan?", she asked, while gathering her long dark hair, tying it in a high ponytail to get it out of her face. Only her curtain bangs still hanging out and framing her features. 

And while they both slipped out of the car, Vanderwood began talking about how it was potentially rather easy to get in with the badges they had, since security was sparse, apparently. So far so good, but what rubbed her a little the wrong way was his next statement. 

"So at least try to act like a business woman." 

There it was again, people easily underestimating her. Making it her turn to be the one to roll her eyes, this time. 

"This isn't my first rodeo. I know how to go undercover. Now continue, please?", she added in the sweetest voice she could manage, all while expertly hiding a gun and two throwing knifes under her skirt. 

Just as she turned towards him again, she caught him quickly looking away and instead he made quick work of grabbing his own weapons. 

Easy mission or not, it was never a good idea to go anywhere unarmed. Something they taught very early on in the agency. 

He continued to go over the plan with her. Saying he'd be in the security room to loop camera footage and therefore ensure no one would be able to see her slip into the office. Then it was up to her to download the data they needed, before they could disappear and call it a day. 

In all honesty, it did sound fairly easy. Maybe even a little too easy... Leaving her to wonder why the agency had decided that it was a two person job. Because to her, it seemed like it could've easily been done solo. But oh well, now they were there and the sooner they got in, the sooner they could go home. 

Vanderwood was the first one to go in, since he had to prepare everything for her part. Talia waited a couple minutes, until she followed. Thankfully the badge the agency had given them worked without any problems. The last thing they needed was unwanted attention because she couldn't get in. 

As soon as she got the okay from her partner, she immediately made her way up to the 10th floor, checking the hallways to make sure no one was around, before she slipped into the office.

So far, so good. Still, something seemed off about the entire thing... 

"Okay, I'm in. But Vanderwood?", she muttered, wasting no time to get to work at the computer and gather all the data they were sent to collect. The only reply she got was a hum, but it was enough to let her know he was listening. "Doesn't this kind of feel... I don't know. Too easy? We're stealing very sensitive information here. I really expected more security to show up. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for easy and quick missions, but something seems off. The place should be crawling with security." 

There wasn't any kind of answer, something that already confused her. Sure, he didn't seem to be the most talkative person, but surely he could've shared a few words to give his opinion on it, right? 

With a frown, she watched as the window on the screen closed, indicating that the transfer was complete. Leaving her to erase all possible traces of their actions. Though just as she stashed the USB stick safely away, she was able to hear a man's voice over her earpiece. But it was quiet and definitely not Vanderwood. 

"You've got the data, right? Then get out of here. Now!", she suddenly heard him whisper

"What the hell? What's going on, Vanderwood?"

Fuck, those words never meant anything good. Face in a frown, she headed to the door, listening for any footsteps outside. 

"Doesn't matter. Just get out, got it? Take the car. I'll handle this." 

"Handle what? Come on, talk to me, idiot!"

She was just about to open the door, hand already on the handle, when she heard a gunshot. The sound making her freeze momentarily. But it only lasted a second until she jumped into action. Running down the stairs as fast as she could, until she reached the floor her partner was on. 

Like hell she'd just leave... Yes, she got that he wanted her to make sure the mission was a success, but she never let anyone behind. Not if she could help it, and she surely wouldn't start now. 

Sliding around the corner on the slippery floor with her heels, she didn't hesitate to grab her throwing knife to take out the first guard in front of the security room. Afterwards grabbing her gun to get rid of the other two. 

The way inside was cleared in time to see how the last guard remaining aimed his gun at Vanderwood. The agent looking like he already expected everything to end there for him. Not on her watch. Without even thinking about it, she shot the guard straight in the head. The man falling to the ground with a dull thump.

"For fucks sake, you should've been more careful!" The words were out, before Talia could've stopped herself. Heart still racing and as the adrenaline slowly started to ebb off, her hands began to tremble ever so slightly. No matter how often she'd gone through situations like that, she doubted it would ever become any easier. 

"When I tell you to go, you go!", he spat at her in return, looking genuinely angry at her. 

Did he really expect her to leave him behind? Had it happened to him before and that was why he didn't like working with others? There were so many questions flooding her mind.

But it all came to a rattling halt when she noticed how he was staggering and her eyes landed on the wet patch on his side, staining the shirt an angry red. She quickly wrapped one arm around his waist, the free hand grabbing his hand to position his arm over her shoulder, in order to support him on their way to the emergency exit. Trying to be as careful as possible, since she didn't want to cause him any more discomfort. 

"And leave you for dead? Not happening, hotshot." 

"Why do you have to be such a stubborn piece of shit?"

"Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing." 

Thankfully there weren't any more unpleasant encounters on their way outside and once at the car, she helped the brunette into the passenger seat. 

After all, he was in no condition to drive. And Talia? She broke all sorts of speed limits, not giving a single fuck about it. She had to get him somewhere safe, before he potentially bled out in the car. At the same time she was debating where to go. 

Heading to either of their homes could turn into a death trap. If anyone followed and found out where they lived, it could end very deadly. So that was easily dismissed. The closest place she knew would definitely be safe, was the cabin she often went to. 

It was her little place to escape the world, not only when missions had complications. So taking someone who was basically a stranger there felt weird, but there really wasn't any other option left. 

The cabin it is, then..., she thought, before constantly apologizing when they drove over a bump in the road and the movement made him groan in pain. Yes, she knew it wasn't really her fault. Still, she couldn't help but feel guilty. 

For a while, it went quiet and she glanced over at Vanderwood to make sure he was still breathing. 

At some point she noticed his eyes fluttering open again, making her let out a relieved sigh. 

"Where exactly are we going? Gonna get rid of me in the forest?" 

"Sure, makes total sense after saving your ass", she snorted. "No, we're gonna stay at a safehouse."

It didn't take much longer after that, until she parked the car in front of the well hidden cabin. Immediately at his side to help him into the house and over to the couch. And once she was sure he wouldn't pass out on her again, she busied herself with gathering all the medial supplies she could possibly need. 

Moments like that mader her thank her past self for always stacking up on everything important. 

"Think you'll be able to take your shirt off yourself?", Talia asked, while she dropped the first things off, then headed into the kitchen to grab him a bottle of scotch. The first and best thing she could get her hands on as some kind of distraction, which would hopefully also help him get a little over the pain. 

"And you haven't even bought me dinner, yet..." 

His comment actually managed to tickle a small smile out of her and when she returned to hand him the bottle, he was already shirtless. 

"Ah, he's actually able to joke. But I'm not sure if that's a good thing or if it means you're gonna die on me."

After putting on some gloves, she leaned in closer to inspect his side, her fingers brushing lightly over the skin, face in a frown. 

"No exit wound... This is gonna hurt, I'm afraid." 

Talia expected him to be tense, to make some kind of remark, but instead he looked weirdly... calm? 

"Do your worst, nurse."

That earned him an eye roll, though weirdly enough it also helped her to relax a little further. And with that, she first started to douse a cotton ball in alcohol to disinfect the wound. 

"Why do I get the feeling you've done that before?"

Shortly she stopped in her tracks, glancing up at him and shrugging. 

"A couple times. That was kind of my main job for a while, because I picked up fast on how to patch people up", she explained, at the same time carefully inserting tweezers into the wound to try and find the bullet. 

Whenever he winced or made any pained noises, her concern grew bigger, making her feel bad for putting him through all that. But at the same time she knew it was necessary, because they couldn't just leave the bullet in there. Still she did her best to work quickly, also trying to be as gentle as possible.

"It's gonna be over soon... Good news is, the bullet is in one piece. Aaand... There we have the sucker!", she announced nearly triumphantly, holding the bullet up shortly, before dropping it in a little bowl in the coffee table. At the same time pressing some a gauze pad to the wound and moving one of Vanderwood's hands there to keep it in place. Then she prepared needle and thread to sew everything shut, making sure to be meticulous about it. She didn't want him to end up with a horrendous looking scar because she didn't to her job well. 

A comfortable silence settled between the agents as she worked away. Feeling his gaze on her the entire time, but she didn't mention it. Maybe he just wanted to make sure she did everything properly. When she was satisfied with the outcome, she made sure to bandage everything properly, before taking her gloves off.

One thing less to worry about.  

"... Thank you." 

That little statement was enough to send a wave of warmth through her. It wasn't really the norm to hear anyone thanking her. A lot of agents saw it as normal to get patched up by whoever they were paired with. So this nearly felt a little... special. Especially when it came from the guy with a reputation of being a grumpy, rude loner. 

"Not for that, big guy. Now let's get you to the bedroom. And no, this is not up for discussion." 

It was fairly visible that he seemed to want to argue, but to her relief he opted for simply sighing and nodding. Even letting her help him into the other room, where she took off his shoes and put them aside, before making sure that he would be comfortable in the bed. She also set a bottle of water down on the nightstand, along with a couple painkillers. Just in case he needed any during the night. 

"You know, you're actually not so bad", Vanderwood muttered, just when she was standing at the door. 

Looking back over her shoulder, she couldn't help but beam at him. Could anyone really blame her? It was the first real nice thing he'd said to her, so far. 

"Well, you're not so bad yourself. Now sleep. I'll make sure everything is safe." 

That being said, she turned off the lights, both murmuring quiet good nights, before she closed the door behind herself. 

Taking a couple deep breaths, she looked around the room, deciding that it was probably best to call the agency first and fill them in on everything that had happened. Plus telling them that the mission was still a success. No one wanted their boss to be mad at them... 

At the same time she already began to clean everything up, putting all the medial supplies back where they belonged. 

"Yes, I understand. I'll get the data to you tomorrow, don't worry." 

Hanging up the phone, she flopped down onto the couch. The exhaustion of the day slowly creeping into her bones, now that there wasn't really anything left to do. Nothing to keep her body and mind busy. It didn't take all too long until her thoughts began to wander, though everything came down to one topic; Vanderwood.

What a peculiar man. Yes, he had been distant at first. But also, it's what they've been taught over and over again. That they weren't supposed to let anyone close, not even other agents. Besides, who knew what he might've went through already? Everyone had other coping mechanisms. Different ways to keep themselves safe from all sorts of harm. 

Still, she couldn't quite understand just why him getting injured had left her feeling sort of... anxious. It wasn't the first time someone around her got injured, leaving her to take care of them. It was normal for her to always treat everyone carefully, to not be the cause of more pain,

Though with previous partners, it had never affected her the way it had that day. Strange. Everything about that man and everything surrounding him was strange. Leaving her with way more questions than answers. But he had also, kind of, a little bit, warmed up to her and that was a good start, right? Not to mention that he had been so willing to basically sacrifice himself, in order for Talia to ensure the mission would get done. It didn't at all line up with the "he only does what's best for himself" thing people said about him. 

"And people say I'm weird", she muttered with an amused snort, freeing her hair from the hair tie and ruffling through it, making the brunette strands fall over her shoulders and the back of the couch. 

At first she considered trying to get comfortable on the couch, but soon enough Talia had to find out that it would be a sleepless night for her. Because as soon as she heard the smallest sound from the bedroom, she was on high alert. Even though she knew his wound wasn't life threatening. For some reason, she was still worried that anything could be wrong. That something could happen when she fell asleep and then she wouldn't be able to help him. 

Damn, talk about a stupid, annoying helper syndrome. Which was quite comical, considering what she did to earn money. 

Well, at least there were enough books in the house to get her through the night. 

When morning rolled around, she tried to be as quiet as possible while busying herself in the small kitchen, preparing coffee and even making pancakes. While she wasn't really a breakfast person, she would make Vanderwood eat, no matter what. Mainly because he needed to get his strength back more than she did, being the injured one and all. 

She was nursing her second cup of coffee, when she picked up on movement in the bedroom. Wasting no time whatsoever to walk over and poke her head in, relief washed over her when she saw Vanderwood awake.

"I see the patient is awake~", she hummed, already sitting down next to him to check on the wound, before she switched out the gauze pad and bandage. "How are you feeling?" 

"Still feel like I got hit by a bus, but I've been worse", he brushed her off. 

"Well, I'm just glad you seem to be doing alright. Now come on. I've made some pancakes and you need to get some food into you. Afterwards I'll get you home." 

She went ahead to fix him a cup of coffee and a plate with food. And once he joined her, she throws him a spare shirt. Originally one she packed to sleep in, but now it came in quite handy, since it was a little big on her. 

"Might be a bit on the tighter side, but I guess it's better than nothing", she explained, at the same time expertly hiding her slightly flushed face behind her own cup of coffee. 

Breakfast consisted mainly of her making sure he'd eat enough, while filling him in on everything she'd discussed with the agency the previous night. But when he offered to take care of the paperwork, she shook her head vehemently. 

"No, it's okay. You just focus on getting better." 

The drive back was way more relaxed, the atmosphere between them nearly comfortable, even if none of them said anything. Maybe it was the knowledge of the mission being all wrapped up. Vanderwood not being all too badly injured. Or maybe, just maybe, it was that strange, undefinable, small bond that had began to form between them during the events of the previous day. Whatever it was, it didn't feel all too bad, Talia had to realize. 

Eventually she turned the radio on, on a lower volume. Occasionally singing along quietly to the songs she knew, without even realizing what she did. And every now and then they caught each other's gaze, when she glanced over at him. As silly as it was, it made her lips quirk up into a small smile every single time. 

For some reason, she got a little sad when she parked the car at his place. Though she was quick to shake her head in an attempt to get rid of those stupid thoughts. Also, before any irrationality on her part could kick in, she slipped out of the car and grabbed her bag from the trunk. Catching Vanderwood practically staring at her, once she closed it. 

"What are you doing?", he asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

"Uhm... Getting my stuff? It's your car, after all", she explained, confusion written all over her face. 

"But how are you-" 

"It's fine", she cut him off. Hating how his sudden display of concern made her heart skip. Leaving her to remind herself to get a damn grip on herself! "I don't live too far from here. I can just walk." 

Shouldering her bag, she began to slowly walk away from him, when a thought suddenly hit her. They only lived about 15 minutes apart. And as stupid, reckless and dangerous it could be, maybe there was a chance to meet him again. Even if the agency might not pair them for another mission again. Still it was impossible for her not to smile widely and when she turned her head to look back over her shoulder, she saw the other agent still sanding next to the car. Eyes fixed on her. 

"Who knows, maybe we'll see each other again", she chirped, accompanied by a wink send into his direction. Then she continued her way home. 

Despite the exhaustion from the mission and not getting any sleep the previous night, she had a skip to her step. 

Vanderwood had caught her interest and she would love to get to know him better. He was just... something else. And during that one day they've been together, she already saw quite some different behaviours from him. Also, she was convinced that he was actually not all that much of a grump, deep down. 

Maybe, someday, she'd get the opportunity to get to know him better, despite the risks she knew it held. Who knew. Maybe the universe would finally take a tiny bit of pity on her and let her have something nice in her life. Just this once. 

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ok, It's been a long while since I've sent an ask, and though that can be atributed to life being life, that can only go so far and these previeous 3 days I've been lazing around mostly XD So, in order to compensate, here's the asks for Free and SWUP that have entered my brain and I haven't filtered out yet that I'll send you. Answer as you see fit for I might send repeated questions or some that have already been aswered before in another form.

For SWUP, would SWUP (Does she have another name? I can't remember) ever try a work somewhere? She has to get money somehow if she wants to be able to buy food, clothes, a home, and pay for all the medical expences she might have to go through. What other friends would she have other than wine aunt and coffee barista? I remember you said there might be a third one who's not really relevant, but whos father is, and you were still unsure on wether to include them or not. Also, the humans in this Earth, how much do they know about aliens? The Unicorns and Dragons? I imagine that considering the amount of damage they can do when they fight, and considering that apparently their experiments on abducted humans that they leave on Earth for like a month before taking them forever, would make them fairly known, and have something like a world agency looking out for different cases or something, however succesful they actually are.

Now onto Free, Is there any chance that we could get to know of any of the friends that the rag-tag group would make along the way of the travels? Like, there HAS to be someone who they befriend without any shennanigans involved at the very least, or with minimal ammount of them, just as there HAS to be a friend made after a disaster of cataclismic proportions happens that inebitably onvolves the found family. Also, how long was Leo outside on his own before bird friend (forgot his name) found him and started to get them back to the Domes? Considering that they have a long adventure, I imagine that he spent at least a month outside without an idea of any direction he was going, and getting lost along the way because of course he gets lost, before he was found. Would the team find anyone else who was part of the Domes but left of their own volition too? Another traveler similar to Leo, but that doesn't want to return to those places for X or Y reason? Would there be anyone from the Domes that they meet that DIDN'T want to leave the Domes in the first place but got out regardless? This could be for whatever reason, from kidnapping to exhile to attack to the Dome to simply escaping from a bad situation.

oop sorry for taking a bit to get back to you,

youre questions make me realise how under developed my stories are wheeezee so i rlly appreciate your questions!!

SWUP aka Vicky her human alias. or I guess the unicorn is the alias. AH SHIT I DIDNT EVEN THINK OF THAT!! Originally when i made SWUP she was supposed to be in high school. But as i grow I also like my characters to grow with me. Maybe I'll get her a job as one of them gym buddies (it has to be a job that allows for some form of freedom, enough to like be able to do th vigialnte thing- (i forget the name) Medical expenses aren't too bad, I'm basing it off aus medical- which means medicare! Plus she doesn't need the hospital all that often, she can regenerate.

In terms of friends she doesn't have many not because she socially inept (like myself)- she was very popular in highschool, but there isn't many people she can relate to. Her best friend James (pending name) comic book nerd that loves super heroes is all she's got. And some gym bros, but they're just friends at the gym, outside complete strangers. I really do want James to be relevant to the plot and not his dad and daddy issues, but he's a bit hard to squeeze in. Maybe if I sat down to actually do some writing, maybe--- ALAS I am but a creature of laziness, and poor attention span. (im barely focusing on Flee atm and I rlly wanna try developing GECKO again fml)

Humans know little to nothing about aliens (excpet for like the government and so wackos who a really into scifi) So even though SWUP is doing her best to help ppl, she's seen as a horrifying villain that is stage one to an alien invasion. (the scifi wackos play a part in that.) Although most Police officers appreciate the help... most.

Suprisingly no, most humans who were mutated into unicorns almost seem to disappear, SWUP is an exception. Why is that hmmmmmmmm? this is kind of a big moment, if I ever plan to push this idea to the webcomic/animation stage, youll see.

There's not really an official .org agency or anything like that, but some wackos who love space, and an actual scientist or 2. So far they have deducted that unicorns are evil space creatures who prey on humans and consume their flesh to get stronger so they can lay eggs and take over the world. There's not a lot of truth to that. Some parts tho... but which part? At the moment I'm really into mystery- so maybe I'll add some mystery elements, or I'll give it to GECKO. first i gotta redesign Mac, poor lad is not a looker I'l tell you that.

FLEE I barely know their friends either- haven't gone about developing them. HOWEVER. I do have a villain in mind. I remember making him for my illustration class back in uni (sigh uni days...) I dom't have a name, but I have a face. He's a big leader of this village known for killing the hybrid/mutants. He and his crew, a rag-tag gun loving, truck driving, share-a-brain-cell, lot. How they've managed to become successful hunter bunch is unknown.

But one the friends I have developed enough is Bolt, who also comes with their own shennanigans and an old rusty bus. Techincally they don't need it because they're fast as fuck, but it helps to have around incase you get a goliath sand bobbit on your hands.

Tristian is the human, Leo is the bird friend. Actually Trisitian was out on his own for three days, he didn't cover much ground when he finally met Leo either- dumbass didn't bring enough food and water to last. He didn't even have a plan, just wanted to go out. The only reason Leo didn't send his ass running home was because something- or someone- pushed them far. far away. Oh my who could it be?

Tristians kind of a rarity, not many people leave the domes unless it's through underground passageways to other domes. Most people are blissfully unaware of the outside world. Not to say Tristians the only one who escaped, but he's the only one who's survived outside for so long. (dome people don't have any survival skills) The only reason Tristians gotten so far is dumb lucks and a hot headed bird friend.

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No Matter Where

Part 4

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Yuchan x original character

Warnings? None here

Part 1 2 3

*BUZZ BUZZ*

Oh! I forgot to check Yuchan's phone!

I pull it out of my pocket and try to get comfy.

I had one  newly missed call and 1 text. 

I hate snooping through his phone. But it could be him. I unlock it. What if it's his girlfriend or something? Oh god, what if it is and I see something I don't want to?! Ew… ugh I hate life. I have to check the text at least. 

Luckily it's from him:

Yc: Liliana, hey! Practice is impossible to get out of before you head to the club. Would you, I mean. By chance bring it by here? Not having it, is kind of a big deal to my members. I'd really appreciate it and so would they. 

Oh boy…

Um. Oh boy.

Me: I, uh. I can? I think? Just pray I can get away from the girls without them coming with or else it will be the most embarrassing night of my life. 

Me: Sorry for replying late, I was being a human Barbie doll. XP

Now to devise a plan to get them to let me go. If they go with it, it'll end up one of two ways. 1) They're going to push me and I'll be so embarrassed I'll wanna crawl in a hole. Or 2) they will be so speechless that they won't know how to speak. 

*BUZZ BUZZ* 

Yc: Haha okay. So that means you are dressed up. Be careful if you are in heels, the sidewalks are a bit cracked. 

We ended the conversation with where to go so I could meet him and return his phone. Plus, I had finally figured out a plan… I think? I hope. I start messing with the hair tie that was on my wrist, which normally I only do when I'm super anxious. Then I looked down and groaned..

"Ugh!"

"What's your deal?" Anya asks, eyeing me. 

"I hate being dressed up." I say, not lying. Technically. 

"Oh shut it and have fun. At least I gave you one thing. And that's only cuz Anya made me!" Ria said, crossing her arms. 

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah." I say, shrugging her off.  Thank god she didn't notice me messing with my wrist, she'd know that wasn't the only thing up then.

"We're here!" Ria calls to us excitedly as the car slows to a stop. 

"I'll pay I guess." I say, hoping they'll let me.

"Okay." They say in unison. 

"Save me a spot in line while I do?" I ask pulling my wallet out of my bag.

"Yeah sure." Anya says and opens the door. 

Once they're out, I turn to the driver. 

"Excuse me. Sorry. Could you take me to this address? I'll pay for this ride when we get there." I say and at first I thought he'd protest, but eventually agreed. 

"Awesome! When I say go. Go fast. Okay?" 

I open the car door and the girls look at me. 

"Guys! I'll be back as soon as I drop his phone off and get mine back! I'll be safe!" I say closing the door and telling the driver to go quickly. 

We took off and I looked out the window to see the girls trying to protest me. 

"Well that worked better than expected!" I said laughing so hard at myself. 

I pulled out his phone from my pocket. 

Me: I'm on my way. I managed to escape them XD 

Yc: Is that a good thing or bad? They are already blowing up your phone. 

Me: Don't answer them! I'm only a few minutes out. I'll call them when I get there. Sorry! 

Yc: Okay, I'll see you soon. :D 

Why am I so giddy? I'm so excited and I shouldn't be! I'm only going to exchange phones for crying out loud!!

Yuchan

I bit my lip and smile as I hit send on the message. 

"Looks like I'm finally getting my phone back hyung." I say, chuckling.

"Oh yeah? Finally? From the one who stole it?" Donghun says giving me hell for the 800th time. 

"Oh knock it off hyung! You know she didn't steal it.  She's not even used it to call or message anyone but me.She didn't mean to." I say, rolling my eyes at the eldest of our group. 

 I really don't think Liliana would do that. She didn't seem like that type. She probably didn't even know who or what I was. 

"Earth to Chan!" Bk says, smacking me lightly on the shoulder. 

"Oh huh?" I shook my head and stared at him. 

"You good?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I reply.

"Still thinking about that girl you can't get your mind off of?" He says smirking, loud enough for the others to hear. 

"Ah! Hyung! I don't think of her like that!" I could feel my ears getting red.

 That's the last time I try to talk to Byeongkwan about a girl. It's totally not what I need tonight. Not while she's on her way over here. Even if it is to bring me back my phone.

"You'll be just fine Chan. She was cute. Don't be dumb." Donghun says as he comes up and ruffles my sweaty hair. 

"Ugh, why did I do that?" He says as he stares at his now -not his sweat- sweaty hand. Sehyoon and I started laughing so hard at that point. My nerves were exploding, I needed the outlet.

"Okay back to work you 4. Come on, let's go." Jun called to us to get off the floor. 

"I'd like to finish this before 2 a.m. AGAIN." He says trying to be dramatic but being overly so. 

"Oh calm yourself, Umbridge." Donghun says sarcastically making all of us burst out laughing even more as we got up to finish our late night practice. 

Liliana

The driver pulled up outside of a dance studio. I paid him, plus I gave him an extra tip since he was acting as my getaway driver then I thanked him and got out. He drove away as I stood there looking at the place. It was late, about 10:30 p.m. I'd hoped he was still here.

I grabbed his phone out of my bag and called him. It rang and there was no answer. I did again. Same thing.

"Great, he's probably already gone." I say to myself. You always ruin everything Liliana. 

"No. Now stop Lili. You won't start this." 

Maybe he is still here and practicing. Good lord I look dumb too. Just shut up and go get your phone back, smart one. 

I head to the door and pray it opens. Once I put my hand on the door handle and pull? It opens! 

YES! Thank god! Oh shi- it opened. Now I have to go in. 

Okay, I got this. I took a step in and looked around. It was dark. I could see but it wasn't well. 

The walls were decorated with little drawings. I'd never seen so many. I walk up to them to look at them and get caught up in the designs of the faces and water photoshoots. It was all so beautiful!

*Buzz Buzz Buzz*

I almost screamed. The phone buzzing scared me so bad.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hello. Wait are you here? I thought I heard someone when the music paused." He said.

"I. Um. I am." I reply nervously.

"Oh! Okay, one second." I heard him answer from inside the room I was closest to.

Then the door opened and he stepped out. I immediately realized I hated what Ria put me in. He was wearing sweatpants, a sleeveless shirt that was way too big for him and Nike sneakers. He looked comfy and amazing. I was uncomfortable. Lord, pray for me.

He saw me, smiled that amazing smile and walked over to see what I was looking at.

"Hey!" He said enthusiastically.

"Hey. You realize it's almost 11 p.m. what are you still doing at, what was it, practice? This late?" I couldn't help but smile at him. My heart skipped and the amount of butterflies in my stomach were unreal.

He laughed.

"We, uh, we practice pretty late usually. Actually our schedule is all over the place. Sometimes it can be 2 a.m. before we're done."

"Oh wow! That's insane! I couldn't imagine that." I say, genuinely shocked.

"Yeah it gets hectic occasionally." He smiles. Ugh, be still my heart.

"Oh, before I forget. Here's your phone Yuchan." I say and hand it to him.

"Oh thanks! Follow me," he says walking towards the door he just came from.

"I'll have to go grab yours from the top of my practice bag. I don't know why I didn't bring it with me." He said shaking his head and laughing under his breath.

He opened the door and I followed him in. It was so much brighter in here and there were others. The guys from the coffee shop, too.

Man the girls would flip right now.

"Wow!" I said a little too loud, as I looked around. Yuchan stops and looks around at me. The others too.

"Sorry! Sorry. I've never been in a studio before." I say nervously twisting the hair tie on my wrist.

"Ooohhh, that's okay. Take a look around while I grab the phone." Yuchan smiled.

"Thanks! I may!" I say as I start walking around just looking at the set up of the place.

The mirrors are so huge! This is so cool. Then my eyes land on myself.

Ugh, god I look awful. I think and turn towards the radio equipment.

"I don't think so." Yuchan said coming up behind me and handing me my phone. I look up and he's smiling.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?" I said hiding my face in my hands.

"You did." He smiled brighter and I blushed.

My face was probably beet red now, like it got when I was embarrassed.

"Oh god." I say under my hands on my face.

"Don't be embarrassed it's okay, I don't think you look awful. I think quite the opposite actually." Yup, now I'm definitely blushing.

"Thank you, Yuchan. But even with my shoe choice?" I say holding my foot out a bit so he can clearly see my black and white high-top converse.

He laughed his high pitched laugh and his eyes smiled too.

I really love his laugh. God I hope I actually thought that one.

"Yes, even your converse look good with your dress."

"Why thank you sir." I laugh and curtsey like Alice to the Red Queen.

*Buzz Buzz Buzz*

"Ugh, I think I liked your phone better. It was quieter." I say looking down at Anya's number, "I'm probably in trouble." I say and grimace slightly.

I answer and hold the phone away from my ear since I know what's coming.

"LILIANA MAY! YOU ARE IN FOR IT WHEN I GET THERE!" I stare at the phone bewildered. I could hear Ria just as loud in the background. Yelling at me. Chan looked just as shocked as I did. He motioned that he was going to go and talk to the other guys while I talked to her, or attempted. What did she mean? And then I realized I forgot to turn off my location.

They got worried. I should have messaged them as soon as I got here.

"Anya, I'm fine. Stay at the club. I'll be back soon." I say trying to get the words between the angry rambling.

"We're already on our way you ass!" Yup. I am in trouble.

"Okay we'll just breathe. I'm fine. I'll see you when you get here I guess." I hung up before I could get yelled at more.

I play with my hair tie and walk up to the 5 men towering over me.

They're so much taller up close…

"Liliana, this is Jun, Sehyoon, Byeongkwan and Donghun. Guys this is my phone thief, Liliana." He said smiling and retaining a laugh.

"Hey! Th- tha- that's not fair! It was completely an accident! Your head knocking into mine mixed up my brain cells!" I was appalled he introduced me like that! But I couldn't help laughing when he did. Breathe Lili.

"Anyway! I'm sorry to interrupt your guys practice. I'm just going to go wait outside. My friends are apparently on their way to get me." I say looking down and just trying to avoid eye contact.

"What why?" Someone pipes up. I don't look up though. I tried to think of a better reason then I ditched my friends.

"I, uh. Um… I kinda sorta dropped them off and told the driver to go before they could realize what was happening."

That got a laugh out of them. The one Ria liked, Byeongkwan, was laughing and clapping his hands. Anya's eye catcher, Donghun, was covering his mouth silently laughing. The other 2 I hadn't fully paid attention to in the coffee shop that day, Jun and Sehyoon, were holding their stomachs almost rolling on the floor. Overall, Yuchan was just grinning. He knew the plan, even though the outcome was different.

Donghun finally caught some air, "So you mean to say that you ditched your friends to come meet Chan?" He still had a half smirk on his face. He was teasing me!

But did I? I mean I was returning his phone. I guess I kind of did. Shoot me...

"Well, I-, just believe me when they get here you'll know why I did it that way." I said my face was unbelievably red now. I could feel it.

"Now look hyung, you're making her blush, leave her be. She did bring the phone back like Yuchan said." Jun said, smiling but serious. They all smiled and Sehyoon just shook his head.

He must be the quiet one. I knew someone like that too.

"Well, as much as you want to avoid the confrontation that was coming from that phone earlier, in front of us, you're not going outside alone at 11 o'clock at night." Yuchan said with a very serious look on his face.

I don't know whether to blush or be agitated that he's trying to tell me what I can and can't do.

"It may be 11 but I can handle myself. And you heard Anya on the phone, maybe Ria too. It's not something I'd like anyone to see." I said firmly.

"No." Yuchan said, crossing his arms.

"Yuch-" I started.

"Chan's right Liliana. You're not going out by yourself. You can sit and wait. Practice isn't over so you can watch us." Sehyoon said, shocking me into shutting up.

I just nodded.

"Thank you hyung." Yuchan said, nodding at him. Sehyoon nodded back.

"Okay on that note, let's finish practicing." Byeongkwan said as he got up off the floor.

Yuchan walked me over to a seat and told me I could sit there. I took my jacket off and sat down, then proceeded to cover up my legs with it.

"What is it?" I ask, shyly. He was standing there, kind of just staring at me. I looked down to make sure I didn't have anything on me. Nothing that I saw…

"Nothing. Nothing, you just look pretty in it, is all." He said and added, "Okay I've gotta get to work. Don't judge me too harshly." He smiled and went to get in the center of the studio.

So they're a dance group? They must be pretty good to be working here. I wonder what music they dance to. Just then the music starts and it sounds so amazing!

~Turn me up so they can hear this. Louder!~

I was intrigued. The way they began to move! So in sync. The way they moved was so mesmerizing, I couldn't look away.

The song ended and I'm not going to lie. I was sad.

I was speechless.

"I think we broke her." Byeongkwan laughed, looking over and seeing my astonished expression.

"What? No! I mean yes! That was amazing! I've never seen anything like that before." Okay, don't get over excited Lili.

Then I heard my friends…. Oh fudge.

[slashingdisneypasta]

OKAY. EVERYBODY STAY CALM ITS HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY F*CKING CALM. MAY I REQUEST OFFENDER WITH AN S/O THAT JUST WANTS TO BE A PRINCESS? LIKE, LOVES FRILLY DRESSES AND WEARS A TIARA AT HOME AND HAS THAT BUBBLY, SWEET, DO NO HARM DOGOODER DISNEY PRINCESS ATTITUDE? LOOOOVE YOUR BLOG THANKS

Haha, omg XD YOU SURE CAN. And thank you!! I hope this is okay!!! 

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I’m but 3 pages into the new -beautiful, green, hardcover, perfect sized, - book that just came in the mail for me that I… may have… hugged the postie over, when Offender gets home. He sometimes uses the door, but mostly he just teleports in, which can, yes, sometimes be an issue when I’m changing or watching a show without him, but I understand that it’s just easier and more logical for him this way rather then teleporting from his original spot to the front door, then unlocking the door and coming in so its okay! I look up immediately from my book, a smile tugging across my lips on its own accord. “Missed you! I made a pie earlier for kicks, so if you want, I can go cut you a piece! How was your night?”

He doesn’t really respond, just sits down with a grunt on the couch beside me. I hope he doesn’t have any questionable liquids on him, because that will be tricky to get out of my throw cushions… I watch, with concern welling inside me as he picks up a pillow - pink and silk, perfect for aesthetic pictures. He got me that one! – and holds it hard over his face, groaning again. Frowning, I close my book and put it carefully on the coffee table in favour of moving to my knees beside him. “… what happened?” I ask, picking his empty hand up into mine, gently.

“Ahh, its just one of those nights, princess.” Oh, I love it when he calls me that. But, I’m really worried about him right now. Its rare for Offender to be in a bad mood, and its my job to make him better. “Not too hot… “ 

“Well, tomorrow will be better.” I assure him, then open my mouth to say something else, before again remembering the pie and gasping, before pouncing off the couch and sliding into the kitchen, my dress not hindering my movements at all – I’ve gotten used to it. I can run in heels, too! Some of my most prized achievements. Quickly, I cut a generous piece and set it neatly on the plate, before adding a scoop of ice cream - he likes chocolate best,- and remembering to grab a beer before rushing back out, not wanting to leave him alone for too long, even if I’m only in the next room.

He hasn’t moved when I get back and put the beer on the coffee table by my book, and gently sit back down beside him, intricate fuchsia and bubble-gum fabric folding under me and gracefully flowing down over the couch and onto the floor, since there’s so much of it. Which is why I bought it in the first place- there’s so much skirt to fly when you twirl! Perfect for a ball, if I ever got to go to a real one.

“Mmm, yummy!” I lift the plate to his face, and waive it around a bit so he can smell, because I know him and I know he can’t so no to boysenberry. Not quite sure still how he smells, but… he does, so who cares! What works, works. A moment passes and he removes the pillow from his face, making me smile. “Yay!” I quip, and hold the plate to him and a fork. As he takes them and focuses on eating it, slowly, I ask if he wants to talk about it? He shakes his head and waives a dismissive hand.

“Nah, no. Tell me about your day.”

“Okay, but be free to cut me off at any point if you want to talk.” He nods at my firm look and I grin softly back, before counting off on my fingers what I’ve done, trying to remember everything. While I’m talking, he finishes the food and pulls me onto his lap but stays silent, listening. “Well, I learnt how to bake the pie- on that note, it got out of the oven about 15 minutes ago so it might still be hot, so warning, Don’t burn your tongue. There might be a teeny, tiny mess in the oven from my 3 failed attempts but, hah, let’s not focus on that part right now! I also watched some TV, of course. A lot of TV, and Dia and I,” My dog. “Nearly successfully achieved Project Human-Dog communication while we did tha-“

“You can’t talk to dogs,” I would get cross with him and flick his hat but since he was sad, and he just chuckled I give him a free pass, squinting at him playfully instead.

“Were you there??”

A deep, put-on sigh is his response as he drops his head back dramatically and pulls my body subconsciously closer to him. “No… “

Giggling, I hold a finger in front of where his eye should be to see if he follows it back to a comfortable position for his neck. He does, and that makes me giggle a little more. “No. And, then, the postman brought my book! And I was reading that when you got home.”

A sly grin slowly takes his mouth. “Did you do anything to the postman?”

“You put that suspiciously, but… yes. I hugged him.”

“You’re freaken adorable.”

“And embarrassing.” My cheeks bloom pink, and I cover my face with my hands.

“Pretty, and pink, and adorable princess.”

A delicate sigh escapes me, but he knows that’s my weakness. I’d love to be a princess and in a way I guess I am. Because I want to be. 

He certainly isn't a prince, though, which is a fairytale twist that I kind of like. If this were a real fairytale world, not just my living room-although in some respects it is decked out my royally then some Disney sets because me, he would be the villain. With sharp teeth and a dark coat, and even darker intentions. Dragon, sorcerer, wolf.  

A moment passes, and I calm down, absentmindedly fixing my hair and looking up at him, taking one of his hands back in mine again like before. I love holding his hand, its so big. “Are you cheered up?”

“Extremely. Night forgotten.”

“Oh, well I’d so glad! Was it the pi- Ah!” Suddenly, I feel the poking on my thigh and fling myself off him in a whirl of pink and floral and perfect hair and a high-pitched squeal. landing on my feet gracefully, I quickly I regain my calm as he laughs at me and my red face, and neaten my dress. “I have no dignified response for that!”

He just keeps laughing, the sound more rough and deep and satisfying then anything else, and I can’t help my embarrassment turning into a grin. At least he’s happy now! 

I’m the princess who took the wolves hand, and I don’t regret it.

[staycatcher]

SKZ React to! Not Being Your Bias/Favorite

@staytion-nine‘s request: if you do reactions... skz reacting to the reader having a different bias please? and like if you can, make it really extra cuz skz is all about being extra! XD

Pairing: Reader x OT9 (different reader ocs for each member of course: ^P) 

Au: idol & non aus 

Genre: fluff and crack~👀🤠

Rated T for hella swearing, kissing and an oversaturation of dumbassery (as requested lmao)

Word Count: 4.4k (in total, so approximately 488 words per member~)

A/n: this one sure was challenging for me to write🥵🙈😂 So I’d love to hear any feedback or ‘reaction’ you have!!🤗 My reqs are open, click on the ‘request’ link if you’re interested~ I really hope I did you justice, Arya!! I love you to pieces!!💛

(P.S. The memes are stolen!~ don’t tell the meme police plz:~()

😲👀✨~

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Chan *+:｡.｡~

“You’re not my favorite, though.” You clarified nonchalantly, continuing to scroll through your phone, not looking up. That is, until you hear him take in a breath, clearly not expecting the unnecessary clarification. 

“Who is your favorite then?!?” Chan sounded offended, beginning to bounce his leg in lowkey distress, his unusually wide eyes studied your face to gauge your reactions. He was not expecting to care so much about something like this, yet here he is. Seeing his anticipation in the corner of your eyes is when you realize your mistake. Your natural directness fucked you over yet again. 

He sounded too affected, totally unlike him to care so much about something like this. It made you want to avoid the topic now. Just ignore, just ignore him. He doesn’t have to know. Pretend you didn’t hear him-

“Y/n!!”

You totally~ didn’t hear anything at all, pretend that your dash is interesting and like you’re reading it, ‘oh wow how interesting! Totally have never seen a bunch of words before-‘

“Just tell me, I won’t be mad- I swear!” Chan practically begged, becoming antsier and antsier on the couch next to you. But you knew no matter how you answered it wouldn’t be good. You knew he was just saying that to get you to tell him. However, the atmosphere was getting heavier and heavier with each silent second, you couldn’t bear to not saying anything to him, especially when he acts this. Well... you’ve never seen him act like this. 

You took a deep breath and as you slowly inched your neck back up, instantly making eye contact with Chan. The two of you just shared a staring match for a little while longer before you finally gave in.

 “It’s… it’s baby Jeonginnie-”

“JEONGIN!!?!!- NO!!- Y-YOU CANT MEAN YANG JEONGIN?!-“

That’s when you run. You fucking book it. Jumping out of the armchair, skirting around the coffee table and nearly slipping off your socks onto the linoleum floor of the kitchen. You, very surprisingly, regain balance with unexpected luck and book it down the hallway. Inevitably, your top speed and superb navigation of your apartment won’t matter for long. There's only so much of the apartment you could run to distance yourself. It’s only one level, with only so many rooms. 

When Cuddly Chan gets his prey you are done for. Never have you been so suffocated with affection in your life. An over-saturation of cuddles and tickles in the form of an attack. It was terrifying; terrifyingly cute. The cuteness just added to the suffering you endured at the hand of Chan. 

“How could you like a fetus more than me?!?” He whined when he decided he was done tickling you, switching tactics to snuggling into you and latching on tight like a vice-gripped koala. You don’t even like Jeongin like that, but if you get cuddles and tickles, what he doesn’t know won’t kill him right? It might kill you though.

“...Am I your favorite now?~”

“Hmmm… I don’t know!! I think you’ll have to cuddle me some more to help me make my decision.”

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Woojin *+:｡.｡~

“Honey bear~~ I’m home!!” You sing, before ripping off your worn sneakers and plush jacket before clumsily hanging it up on the hook by the door. You were still in full work uniform, apron and all, and reeking of coffee and sweets. 

Strangely, you’re met with silence. A rare response from him. Usually, you’re met with running your direction, a bear hug, and a kiss on each cheek. Perhaps he was upset? There’s no way he could be with you; at least, you thought. The two of you were all kisses and rainbows when you talked last. So, maybe, he's not even here like he promised?

 When you turn the corner is when you see him, and is also when he decides to greet you. 

“SEUNGMIN?? Why Seungmin?!?” Woojin grilled you upon your arrival into the living room, pacing around in front of your hand-me-down couch, hands thrown out in frustration. He actually looks distressed and you have no idea what’s going on. 

“What do you mean Seungmin?! ‘Why Seungmin’ what?!” You were now equally bewildered as him. Why was he so distressed all of a sudden about his bandmate? Even more confusingly, what was with his accusatory tone towards you on the subject?

“Why Seungmin and not me?!” 

“What are you talking about?! Are you drunk?? It’s 2pm on a Wednesday!!” 

“No I’m not drunk, I’m perfectly sober!! I just thought I was your favorite.” And then Woojin did something you’ve never seen him do your entire time of knowing him. He dramatically turns away from you, nose pointed up. The most bratty thing you’ve ever seen in your entire life. You fucking lost it; you shouldn’t have but you did. You laughed so hard you cried. Your stomach fucking ached. You could barely even see him through the tears. 

“What’s so funny?!?” 

You tried to breathe something out but only ended up letting out a wheeze, you decided to lean against the wall for support and try again. “It’s just- your reaction!-“

“But why Seungmin?!” Woojin poutily demanded, whiny like a little kid, coming up to you. His insistence only made your unattractive laughter stronger. You eventually answered him once the tears and wheezes left your body. 

This truly was too much. You couldn’t even get mad at Hyunjin for ratting you out. Hell, you might even take him and Seungmin out to get some ice cream, your treat. This made your entire week. 

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Minho *+:｡.｡~

“The hell- what ~is~ this!!?” Minho interrupts loudly over the music, bringing a halt to yours and Hyunjin’s spontaneous dance party. You quickly run to pause the music, getting an excuse to avoid eye contact with him. You knew from his tone you were in trouble. 

“...random dance party?!” You and Hyunjin somehow managed to reluctantly answer at the same time, even with your backs turned from each other. 

“With Hyunjin?!” Minho looked severely shocked and personally offended that there was dancing involved and he was not apart of the equation. What’s more; you were doing it alone with Hyunjin instead!

“...well. I just wanted to do it… with Hyunjin.” You answered softly as you slowly took your strides back to them, watching your white-turned-cream sneakers get close to theirs. There was no way you could get out of this, not that you’re making it any better. It already was a big hole, now it’s a hole made of quicksand. 

“Just with Hyunjin?!!”

 Welp, no going back now. You decided to look up now, catching a brave spark and riding with it. 

“Well.. yeah!” You tried to keep it lighthearted. Maybe you could get out of this easier if you acted like it wasn't that big of a deal, because it really wasn’t.

 Hyunjin just straight up gawked at the situation, eyes going back and forth between you and Minho. It was like he was watching a drama right before his eyes, a drama that he was involved in unintentionally. 

“Why just Hyunjin?! You think he’s a better dancer than me?!?” Minho shot out, advancing towards you.

“NO!!” It tore through your throat, forcing out of you like the angry stride you took forward towards him. 

 “Wait!! Are you saying I’m bad at dancing??“ Hyunjin gasped from the sidelines. 

“No!! Not at all!! It’s just. It’s different.” You screeched out in frustration. You didn’t know how to explain it. How to put it into words but you had to at least try. “Dancing with your boyfriend and then dancing with a friend you admire- wAIT THAT DID NOT COME OUT RIGHT-“

“FRIEND YOU ADMIRE?!”

“CUZ HE’S GOOD AT DANCING!! NOT IN A ROMANTIC WAY!!”

“SO YOU THINK HE’S BETTER THAN ME THEN-“

“I DIDN'T SAY THAT!!”

“Okay, this was fun but I think I’ll g-“ Hyunjin decides wisely to try and leave this sudden screaming match, but you won’t let him.

“DON’T!” You yelled. Please for the love of everything good, don’t leave me with an angry Minho. 

“LEAVE!” Minho countered. Hyunjin just looked back and forth between the two of you. There’s no way he’s having Minho be mad it him too, well, more than he is already. 

“Sorry!!~ Okay bye!!” And with that, Hyunjin was zooming out of there. Now you’re all alone with Lee Minho. 

When Hyunjin leaves is when Minho attacks.  Trapping you against the wall with an arrogant smirk. “Dance with him all you want, I guess. But I’m better at both.” He grins at you like the cheshire cat. 

“Both?” You couldn't follow where he was going with that. 

“Kissing and dancing.” That’s when Minho kisses you harder than he ever has before.~ 

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Changbin *+:｡.｡~

“Oh my god! Finally, it’s my favorite part!!” You cheered as Woojin came on the screen. 

Changbin gasped, startled that you would say that now and not during his part, that happened not too many seconds ago. He didn’t pause to think, instead, clicking on the spacebar to pause the music video. In turn, pausing the marathon of your boyfriend’s music videos. 

“This is your favorite part?!” Your boyfriend spun his body to face you, genuinely shocked, interrogating you. 

“Yeah?”

“But it’s Woojin’s part-“

“Yeah, I’m aware of that. His high notes and visuals are like a dream. Okay, now unpause-“ You were completely unbothered, speaking plainly as you always did with him; adoring to push his buttons. You leaned over to unpause it, only to be stopped midway with a screech and a hand smoothly grabbing at yours. 

“What about MY part?!” You jumped a bit at his unexpected screech after such a soft, romantic hand grab, blinking slowly, rubbing at your ears. Though, you weren’t entirely shocked. Your boyfriend was this biggest baby you’ve ever met and you were the oldest of your siblings.

“Your part was dope as usual, baby.~” You went all out with your baby voice once you recovered, even going as far as squishing his perfect cheeks together as you leaned over to kiss him. He was already pouting for you, perfectly squished like this. Your heart ascended! Squishy Bin made you blush and grin so hard it hurt. You just had to peck him once or twice more. 

“But babe-“

“Shhh, now let’s watch my favorite part-“

“I SHOULD BE YOUR FAVORITE PART!!”

“YOU ALREADY ARE MY FAVORI- You already are a favorite. Stop being so selfish.” You quickly recovered, poorly though, anyone would admit it was a bad attempt at trying to not reveal too much. But you got him distracted again with your cute snort and planted kisses on his cheek before unpausing and snuggling into him. It was a few seconds before you heard Bin’s soft, pouty voice again. 

“...Your favorite what?” 

“Shhh.” 

….

“I’m your favorite though, right?”

“Changbin!! Who am I dating?”

“Me!”

“Exactly.”

“So I’m your favorite?”

“Shhhhh.”

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Hyunjin *+:｡.｡~

“You’re fucking joking.” Hyunjin glared at Han Jisung, chopsticks stopping midway from his mouth. He was pissed, he couldn’t believe his smug friend in front of him. 

“I’m not! Y/n told me!” Jisung hit his hands on the table for unnecessary emphasis, but it was blatantly clear that he was also enjoying this as well. 

“My baby told you that you’re their favorite member of Stray Kids.” Hyunjin deadpanned and just rolled his eyes and brought his lunch to his mouth. Unbelievable. 

“I’m serious!!” Jisung nearly hit one of the staff with how dramatic he was gesticulating. He quickly bowed to them and apologized before continuing. “Y/n told me directly!!”

“You’re full of shit.” Hyunjin replied, though he was the one with a mouth full of shit. 

“Call her!! It’s true. Call her right now!!” 

“Y/n is probably sleeping right now, dumbass. We’re in a different time zone, remember?! In case you forgot, we’re on tour!! I’m not calling her.” 

“Do it! I’m not lying. I’ll call them myself to prove it!!” Though Hyunjin was refusing to be gullible for once in his life and not believe Jisung, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t still easily threatened. So he called you up. At five a.m. your time. On your day off. 

Ring, ring, ring. You didn’t pick up. Hyunjin glared at Jisung. Jisung just incessantly insisted again. So Hyunjin had no other choice but to click on heart-emoji-filled contact name again, but he did so with a deathly glare. Jisung was still completely unaffected, practically bouncing in his seat with excitement. 

“...h-hello?” He heard your gorgeous morning voice on the line, Jesus, he almost ascended into heaven. But he had to play it cool, Jisung was right at his ear. That’s when he begins to feel like a complete idiot for waking you up, and, out of all things, over one of Jisung’s stupid games.

“...Is Jisung your favorite member?” He squeaked out after a few seconds, facepalming immediately. He really didn’t give any greeting whatsoever, the realization had him cringing even harder. Of course, Jisung was having an absolute heyday, eyes wide as they could be with his face scrunched up in glee and vibrating with the kind of energy one would hope their caffeine of choice would bring. 

“Yeah?” You croaked, you’re like three-quarters asleep; completely unfiltered. 

“WAIT WHAT?!” 

“Owww!!! My ears-“ You and Jisung groaned at the same time, though you were startled awake and he was only a little bit slowed down. 

“What’s happening?!” You groaned, rubbing your eyes. 

Jisung just ripped the phone right out of Hyunjin’s hand in response and chirped, “You’re in trouble with your boyfriend!! Go back to bed, we love you.~”  then he hung up before you could even think of a response. 

Now, how in the hell are you supposed to go back to sleep after that?!

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Jisung *+:｡.｡~

“Listen! To this! Seungjeon! Ga!” Jisung heard your not at all deep voice, try to contort itself into a Felix level deep voice, as he walked into the kitchen. 

There you are, in your pajamas, scrubbing the dishes with your headphones on and blasted, lost in your own little world. He just stands and watches, all the while you hum along to his group’s song. He feels pride swell in his chest, shoulders rising up to the clouds, his love for you flying high, he’s free as a bird- Until then he notices…

You’re only singing Felix’s parts? You don’t even sing the chorus or attempt to hum the other member’s verses. All you’re doing is solely singing Felix’s parts in an adorably awful impression. You showed hardly any reaction at all to his parts, much to his ego’s dismay. Not even a cheer or anything, you just simply swayed along to the rhythm like you do to everyone’s parts. Everyones but Felix’s. 

Okay, this isn’t fun anymore.

 “Y/n~” he sang to get your attention. Nothing. Your music's too loud. 

“Y/N~” he cooed louder. Nada. No reaction at all. 

“Y/N!!!” He shrieked, making you shriek as well and jump about a foot off the ground in fright. Your fright instantly turned angry as you ripped the headphones out of your ears. 

“Han Jisung!!” You reprimanded, clutching at your heart. 

“Oh, you know my name now??” 

“...yeah? How could I not?” You weren’t following along, still scared half to death.

“I thought you only knew Felix~” he used an obnoxious childish bullying voice before does his take on a Felix impression, “Roll the dice, hunnid times-“ he couldn’t even continue because hearing him try his Aussie deep-voiced impression sent you rolling your head back in laughter. 

“No, idiot! It goes like this-“ you can’t even demonstrate before he flies over to you in a blink of an eye, attacking with tickles. 

“Why not try to learn your Boyfriend’s lines, huh??”

“Aishhh I’m doing the dishes! ‘Get the oops~ outta here’!”

“Wrong song!!”

“I know that’s the point!~” You giggled, shoving him away from you.

“Woowww, you’re so meannn, Jagi!!~” Your boyfriend whined like the little kid he is.

“You’re the one who’s dating me, that’s not my fault.~” You quipped back with a smug chirp before playing Victory Song again, but this time connecting to the bluetooth speaker, blasting it as you went back to work on the dishes. 

Let’s just say this ends with soap, water, and bubbles all over the entire kitchen and the both of your clothes drenched in dishwater. 

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Felix *+:｡.｡~

When Felix enters your apartment, he was not expecting, in any alternative universe, that you, his girlfriend, would be taping up a poster of Chan in your home. 

“Y/n, what are you doing?!” Felix was blinking like someone threw sand into his eyes. 

“What does it look like I’m doing, dummy?” You asked with pure adoration in your voice. 

“It looks like you’re taping up a picture of someone who isn’t me. Who is that?!” Felix played dumb like he wanted you to admit to your wrongs. But was what you were doing even wrong? You just ignored the ‘who is that’ question, it was more than obvious that it was the coveted Bang Chan. 

“You are correct, now help me! Look at it! I think it’s crooked!” 

“Yeah it’s sooo crooked!! Let me help you take it off!!” Felix giggles, but before he can continue, he’s  interrupted by a loud ripping sound. He fucking rips the poster in three when he tries to take it off the wall!

“FELIX YONGBOK LEE!!”

“....yes?” He looks up at you reluctantly with the eyes of bambi. The two pieces of poster in his hands and one remaining on the wall.

“Why would you do that?-” Your voice trembled. “I paid for that! You owe me a new one!” 

“You payed for a poster of Chan??” 

“Yeah and then you ripped it off the wall!!” You started to tense up, heat up. You really spent twenty five fucking dollars on a single poster only for your boyfriend to rip it up. “Did you do it on purpose??!?”

“I- no!! I didn’t do it on purpose!!” Felix genuinely didn’t do it on purpose and now he feels bad. He initially felt a bit of accidental accomplishment! He ripped the poster of his best friend off your wall, but now he’s feeling something not so good upon seeing your reaction. 

“Now I only have yours and the group’s to hang up!!” Some of your tears might’ve risen up out of its resting place. 

Now, this sounds like the opposite of a problem to most but you had this whole idea: Hang up Chan’s and then have the whole group in the middle and then have have the best for last, Felix. Your bias, the group and then your boyfriend. You spent too much money on it, and waited for weeks and weeks to get it in the mail because you wanted it all to be official, high quality merch. It was going to be displayed above your couch, loud and proud for the whole world to see- the whole world of like five people at most who would visit your house- but still!!

But then? Felix starts laughing? You’re about to scream at him before he pulls you into a hug. 

“Baby, it’s okay!! I can get you a new one. Hey, I can maybe even get you a real Polaroid of him if ya want!!~” He hummed at you, pulling you closer.

“But I wanted it to be all matching-” You sniffled, shaking your head at how easily you get riled up. “It’s okay, it’s okay. Let’s just tape it back together.” You sniffled again before nodding to yourself and reluctantly letting go. You hated being such an emotional bean sometimes but to him you were really too cute, too precious. He nodded back and gave you a smooch. 

… 

“There we go!~ All better?!” 

“Yeah… I love it.” You said it with a little less enthusiasm than you normally would. Admittedly, you were still a bit sad at the now ugly poster. 

“But you love me more right??” It took you a second to understand what he meant, but when you did you giggled. 

“Oh my god you’re such a dummy!” 

“What?! Why??”

*+:｡.｡~

Seungmin *+:｡.｡~

“Jagi!!~” Seungmin sings excitedly as he enters the dorm, completely ignoring the fact this is his group’s dorm, treating it as if you were the only one here or something. It made you turn strawberry red, losing your focus on the video game. When you look back at the screen Bin is ahead of you now. Shit. 

“Sunshine!!~” You choked back, though it was said with a troubled voice, frustrated that you just let Changbin ahead of you in Mario kart. You were just beating him! This is gonna lose your streak!! 

“What are you doing?!~” You hear his angelic voice come closer, his footsteps heading into the living room. 

“Well I was beating Beefcake but some ‘sunshine’ blinded me and now I’m behind!!” You whined, tense and focusing harder on the screen, you were so close to Changbin, so close, yet so far. It was the last round, he threw the bananas he’s been saving at you to put salt in the wound. He was getting away!!

“Stop, Bin!!!” You squealed. Of course your boyfriend has to see you fail and not when you’ve been beating him the two times prior. You were supposed to beat him three times in a row, triple crown status!!

 “Stop or you’re not my favorite anymore!!” You threatened Changbin with the only thing you could think of in the moment.

“WAIT WHAT?!” Seungmin then jumped in front of the tv at this, blocking your views from the game, his arms spread out so you couldn’t see. “Changbin is your favorite?!?” Seungmin gasped and looked at you with a face you have never seen him make before, ever in your life. If this was a sitcom, the record scratch sound effect would be played now. 

“Heh-“ you were caught red-handed, well actually red-faced. You damned yourself because of your bad threat. 

“I’m your favorite?!” This was also news to Changbin as he set the remote down slowly and turned to smile at you like you just handed him twenty dollars. 

“No one’s my favorite!!” You groaned. “Now get out of the way!! I have a game to win!-”

“SEO CHANGBIN?!? OUT OF EVERYONE?? Okay, I’d get it if I was your favorite and then like Jeongin was your second favorite because he’s so fun to bother. But CHANGBIN?? THE FAVORITE?” The Mario kart ending song starts playing, you could hear Yoshi’s dismay countered with the triumph of Boo. How applicable. 

“Okay this was fun, but I gotta go use the bathroom!~” You fibbed, trying to escape the situation. 

“You’re not going anywhere!! Your ass has some explaining to do.” Seungmin pulls you right back to him with a smirk. 

“Changbin help!”  

“Seungmin, your girlfriend said likes me!!~”

“I NEVER SAID LIKE-“

*+:｡.｡~

Jeongin *+:｡.｡~

You could not, for the life of you, stop laughing at what Minho was saying at dinner. This dinner being the first one you had with all of Jeongin’s members. For some reason Minho’s humor tickled you just the right way to have you cackling, that and maybe you were a bit… okay, a lot sleep-deprived from studying for finals coming up and having to work on top of that. Either way, you more than once almost choked and spat, thankfully the stars were on your side and you didn’t actually; though who knows how long that’ll last. 

“Jeongin, is Y/n okay?! She’s losing it!!”

“I’m right here!!” You responded in your boyfriend’s place, waving your hand in front of Minho’s face, only to smoothly put it around Jeongin’s shoulders. You deserved points for how smooth that came across despite the amount of distress you were suddenly under.

“Y/n, are you okay?! Did they put something in your lemonade?!” Minho, this time, fake-asked you. 

You just snorted and shook your head. “I’m perfectly fine!! Superb actually!!” You turned and looked at Jeongin, smiling brightly at him. This day was going beyond great for you! You were so worried that the guys wouldn’t like you. 

“Wow?? Superb?” Jeongin laughs nervously, scratching at his neck. Even while nervous he was offensively adorable. “When have you ever used that word?!” He raised an eyebrow at you. 

“Right now!” You quipped back. 

“Jeongin, I don’t think Y/n is okay, nobody laughs that hard at Minho.” Seungmin whispered loudly to Jeongin, making eye contact with you, causing everyone to laugh as hard as you have been all night. 

“Yeah, what’s wrong with you?!” Jisung teased. 

“I’m sleep deprived alright. Besides! I’ve been waiting so long to actually meet you guys, so I’m really really happy!!”

“Yeah, really happy to meet Minho!!” Hyunjin snorts and begins clapping like an over-enthused seal at his own joke. 

You just rolled your eyes at him. And for once, you didn’t have the quick comeback you and Jeongin were known for. Because it’s true, you really did wanna meet Minho. You’ve heard so much about him and, quite frankly, he sounded the strangest, most unreal out of all the bizarre boys your boyfriend spends his time with. He was a topic of interest.

“Wow, she really has nothing to say back to that. I think it’s true!!” Felix cheered, wide eyed and began to laugh in shock. 

“Well- listen. Innie told me all the dirt on you guys, Minho's dumbassery sounded too unreal!! Of course I had to see it for myself!” You fired back. 

Jeongin laughs so hard his head flies back, the rest of them follows suit, besides Minho, obviously. Jeongin wraps an arm around you with a proud smile, he realized he had nothing to worry about. His pride still somehow managed to remain shy and adorable. Too cute to handle. You glowed at his reaction. Your heart practically bursts like a firework at this. He just wrapped his arm around you in front of his members!! 

“You guys are disgusting!” Minho pretends to retch at your very wholesome PDA.

“Yeah, says the most disgusting!” Jeongin jabs right back and it was then your turn to laugh proudly. Jeongin is happy to note that you actually laughed harder at this than anything Minho’s said all night. 

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

POSITIVE 20 QUESTIONS TAG GAME

I was tagged by @peanutbutterandgrapejelly. Thank you for the tag, Peanut, this seems pretty loaded, but in a good way, so here goes!!

1. Name 4 fictional characters who showcase your personality the best, with explanations if you want.

Sue Heck! I don't think I let all of it out, but on the inside, I constantly feel like I'm extremely Sue Heck-y, :')

Amy Santiago, in a lot of regards, I'll say. Uh, cares a lot about her friends, ambitious, and would basically die/murder for organization, but also socially awkward and, uh, mostly percepted as a goody-two-shoes. Also, true nerd™.

Mindy Lahiri! (I mean, again, this seems more of a who I feel like I am, and not who I come across as, cause those two things tend to differ on a variety of levels?)

Sam Winchester (you know I had to) Basically, we're both INFJs. I'm not even close to his level, but my brain officially ran out of characters so uh, empathetic, constantly interpreted as "boring" and the "brains", patient, *yearns to settle down with someone they love*, believes in second chances. The whole nine, but toned down XD

2. Aesthetic:

I'd usually have a hard time with this one, but I recently did a long thing about my aesthetic, so! I'm going to say, soft pastel, beige, and shades of white!! A tinge of light academia, but mostly unassumingly modern, and faded rainbows as watermarks.

3. Favorite musical/play? If you've never seen a musical or play, one you'd be interested in seeing?

You got me ~ never seen any. (I mean, school plays don't count, right?) I honestly have a bunch of musicals I want to see, recommendations from friends online, but somehow it always slips my mind. But, off the top of my head, @spot-the-brooklyn-pirate wanted me to check this one out, and I am looking forward to actually doing it sometime: Book of Mormon.

4. What's the best compliment you've ever received?

Mostly, anyone who says I, in any way, made them happy, literally gives me the best compliment ever. And uh, my sister called me inspiring once, and it stuck. When I nagged her into elaborating, she said she thought I was functional in spite of all my flailings, and self-analytic, and it didn't make sense to me, but I still think about that.

And a few people, over the course of time, have named some of my fics as their favorites, and those stay with me for a very long time.

5. How many times have you been in love?

Hardly once. She's still one of the most important people in the world to me, but as somebody great once said, if you don't fight for it, it doesn't count. And we didn't.

6. Embarrassing story or fact about yourself which now makes you laugh?

By far the most embarrassing thing I've ever done, is written a fic on wattpad which revolved around my own life, except for the fact that it really, really didn't. Long story shortened, I was in sixth grade, and had a surface-level-y crush on this guy, and it seemed like a brilliant idea at the time. In the story, we're all in senior year, though the authoress forgot pretty much all the real things about school XD it's not just cringy, but also extremely sixth-grade-y written, and it astounds me to this day that it went on to have like 18,000 views? (I managed to block the entire shtick out, until a few months back, when I randomly remembered and rushed to unpublish the work. *facepalm* it even had all our real names)

7. Favorite Disney/Pixar movie?

This one's so hard. Uh. Ratatouille, maybe?

8. Favorite flower/plant?

I regret having to confess that I probably don't have one :( but hey, my go-to answer for these ones is daisies, because they remind me of the lovely @daisy-jeon <3

9. What's your favorite holiday?

Holi :')

(I miss it being like the older times, though? Somehow it always clashes with my final exams these last few years, and Shelley is often not home, but it still really makes me happy, so just imagine how perfect it used to be, when I was a kid!!)

10. Name three things that made you smile/laugh this past week.

Rewatching The French Mistake!! A really great decision, haha!

The lovely comments an older fic of mine received, (about old Destiel, uwu) since a couple of big blogs happened to reblog it 🙈🙈🙈 and my activity started blowing up!!

A full-blown coffee high, which resulted in me being hilarious through a 98-message monologue to dish, eeeeee!!

11. What song would you play to introduce yourself to someone?

I'd been dreading this question the most, because I'm horrible at remembering good songs when I - need to be. Oofsies.

But I guess I could wing it with 'What About Us' by P!nk.

12. Name something that truly makes you peaceful even at your most stressful moments.

Writing about Character A of a ship going through said stressful moment, and Character B being the best possible responder to all of it. Projection's the key to functionality, kids.

13. What do you, did you, or would you study at college?

Would you, and will you, sound unfortunately like different questions to me, so I'm going to answer the one which is asked. I'd like to major in History, with a minor in English. (And to be crude for a bit, as my sister calls it, thus successfully be left solely employable as a teacher.)

14. This is kind of a weird one, but which outfit of yours makes you feel most like yourself?

My black Avenger's logo t-shirt, with this pink hooded, kinda-down-past-my-hips, not-warm-at-all jacket and any one of my numerous, mwuahaha, grey shorts.

I never said I'd go out of the house in that outfit, did I?

15. What is a quote you live by?

I don't think there aren't any. I'm just here, faking it till I make it. Still, if I had to choose? Misha's "Be Kind to Yourself so You can be Happy enough to Be Kind to Others" is something I aspire to live by.

16. Name the funniest playlist name you have.

I'm sad that I don't have any funnily named ones now. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm hoping that it counts a teensy bit that I have like seven playlists just for background shtuff when I'm working, and they're all named *extremely* similarly, with variations of the word "study" basically, but all have exceptionally different vibes.

But I really am sorry, and I'm going to try and up my playlist-humor-game.

17. Make a reference to an inside joke you have with someone you love with zero context.

'Time for tapwater'.

18. What is a message you'd give your younger self if given a chance?

Don't build your sense of self-worth over the people whose opinions you think matter. You don't have to get everybody to like you. (Oh, and probably don't switch between multiple first-person-pov's, even though you're just writing the most unrealistic self-indulgent fiction EVER.)

19. Who is your favorite family member? (If you have no good blood family members, feel free to mention someone in your found family)

Hands down, my sister. Shelley, didi, @iamcharliebradburylevelperfect, you're like the best part of my life, and you're probably going to be the longest part of it, too. Cause we might not have the best record for funny titles to call each other by, but we still nail the cheesy till the end of the line moments, ;)

20. What's a secret dream of yours?

I, uh. Want to run a completely-revolutionalizing-the-concept-of-education-style school ~ a boarding school actually, with my best friend dish. And as a means to acquire funds for it? We're going to do a whole lotta stand-up. :D

(Oh, and since i've already rambled for at least a thousand words, so what's the harm in a few more? At some point, probably on my birthday, I want to do a YouTube livestream, a pre-planned one of course, and everybody I've ever been frens with, on this dumb, wholesome hellsite???? They're all sent an invitation to join!! And there's nothing to do, really, we just talk and everyone's enjoying themselves, and I dunno, I had a dream about this once, and I've been so ridiculously smitten with the idea since!

Huh, maybe I could rally forces starting now, to make this possible by my eighteenth!!)

If anyone would like to play, these are really awesome questions! @3dg310rdsupreme @mystybloo @thotfordean @bcozwhythefuknot @theninthdutchessofhell @awkward-penguin-in-a-trenchcoat @quicksilver-ships @all-or-nothing-baby @screamatthescreen @telefunkies @elvenlicht @facepalmmylifeu @specialagentrin @noemithenephilim @but-for-the-gods-three-days

[seven-oomen]

Hi, Ben!  Hope you had a good day, and are finally getting some rest!  So, did you know there are sites that let you design your own ugly Christmas sweaters?  May I present the one that Peter’s husbands get him for a party?  Except then the jokes on them because he won’t stop wearing it EVERYWHERE (at least I hope the image shows?  It saved in a different format on the site I used for this.)  Also, if you were ever to actually make a shirt of it, I would suggest an image from the reaction GIF you used for the alignment/meta anon.  Because, my god, that smirk.  XD  (Also, they are totally right.  And it is hilarious to me that the two officers of the law are firmly [and accurately] on the neutral side of that axis.  XD )

And I’m still screaming over that latest preview.  He just wants cuddles and ear scritches, Noah!  The saliva will dry, he’s just showing his appreciation for your support.  XD  And oh, yeah I knew he would eventually get better, it was more me trying to decide how quickly I was hoping for it to happen.  My “I want it asap because I hate seeing them in pain” side was warring with my “but nightmare creature cuddles would be adorbs, tho?” side (and they are).  :D  Also, terrible thought brought on by working at my job too long: since I don’t think that form has a tail like a wolf (I don’t really remember noticing one, at least?), do you think that since he can’t wag, he starts doing the wiggle-butt thing like boxers and pits tend to do?  (sorry, the thought occurred to me and I couldn’t make it stop.  XD )

Also, how dare you put the image of Noah and Chris cuddling in the window seat watching the snow fall while the listen to Peter singing ‘Hallelujah’ as he finishes the dishes, in my head?  Or them sitting at the table having coffee and joining him for the choruses?  Or Chris singing along with Tony Bennett or Harry Connick Jr on the local Christmas station?  Or Noah singing along with Chris Cornell’s version of Ave Maria (or doing a damn good impression at least [song is available on Spotify, btw, if you’ve not heard it])?  My body was not meant to hold this level of feral screaming, dude.  XD

For the undecided alignment (that don’t involve spoilers), I would vote LN for Danny and CG for John.  No specific reasons, that’s just what feels right at the moment.  And I’m curious if Noah and the kids have been in the vault at all, because Malia would be able to access it.

And, yes, I am all for mutual body positivity support among the boys.  I remember watching some BTS thing a few years back, and Linden said something about how everyone was “running around without their shirts on, and I just feel kinda old and jiggly”, and my very first thought was “Oh, please.  You may not be I’ve-had-nothing-but-chicken-for-a-week-and-haven’t-had-liquids-in-three-days ripped like the other guys, but in no way will you ever convince me you are actually out of shape in the slightest."  Also, I’m just picturing a scene where Noah accidentally(/on purpose…?) looms over Chris, who just has this moment of "oh, yeah, that’s right, you’re tall now” immediately followed by “well, I am learning a number of new things about myself right now"  XD  On a related note, how do you think he feels about dip kisses after realizing this?  Although, I do hope Noah does not sweep Chris off his feet in quite the same way Chris keeps doing to him.  XD

On an unrelated note, that post about Artoo and Luke about killed me dead.  XD  Artoo’s propensity for shenanigans and Luke’s pervading issues with impulse control is just a complete recipe for hilarious disaster and total ride-or-die besties.  It also reminded me of the post about how Rogue One leads into New Hope and Leia straight up lying right to her dad’s face.  Which, while hysterical, also makes me think about how many posts I see about how Leia is very much her father’s daughter, but almost never see any that point out how much Luke is his mother’s son.  I just have a LOT OF FEELINGS about this, okay?  But I will contain that rant.  XD  (Star Wars has been an on-again-off-again love for me since I was 9.  It’s pretty much a guaranteed way to get an emotional response out of me.  XD )

And I’m glad Mo doesn’t bother the tree or anything, though the box thing is pretty funny.  But he does seem to have that very cat-like tendency to want to completely block you from accessing the keyboard or pin you in place because he’s laying on you and you don’t want to disturb him, so I think he’s catting just fine.  XD  I mean, I have some friends who one of their cats is immune to scruffing (the downside of this is that he’s also almost completely feral still [he was a stray that stayed], and at one point he got a UTI and needed antibiotics.  I’m pretty sure my friend had to get like a falconing glove or something to get his pills in him.  XD )

That America being huge vs Europe being old thing also made me laugh because there was the section about the "long bus ride” that was like two hours, and all I could think about was how often we drove four hours both ways to visit my grandparents, and how in high school we took a trip to Canada, and I don’t remember the exact length of the bus ride up, but I know it was between twenty-three and twenty-eight hours.

And I hope you’re enjoying the Spiderman game, or will when you get to it!  As best I recall, everyone I know who has played it has had nothing but good things to say about it.  And wow, I’m rambling again.  Oh well.  Anyway, hope you’re doing well, and sending lots of good energy for finishing the chapter to your satisfaction (I know the readers certainly don’t mind the longer chapters.  :D )  Take care!  *Hugs!*

Oh my god I am absolutely in love with that sweater. Why is this not a thing XD 

And yeah, they definitely gift Peter a sweater like that, lbr. No other way about it. It definitely backfires when Peter wears it every single year and to everywhere. Including PT meetings and the parent/school board meetings? I forgot the American word for it, in Dutch we call it ouderraad. I know we talked about them before where Peter starts a war with the ‘Karen’ and completely wrecks her. And how all the other moms fall in love with the three DILFS.

But yeah, wears it everywhere and every year XD. 

Noah’s deputies, including Jordan, have definitely snapped pictures and post them on every computer desktop in the station. Including pictures of Noah’s reaction faces of that sweater.

Because you cannot convince me, that a bunch of cops, would not be dicks about this.

Chris is infinitely grateful that he does not have coworkers like that.

And god that is rather good smirk to go with that line XD. And yeah I guess it is funny. But it’s also true and that’s wow... XD 

I did a character alignment test for Peter and came out on CN so that is what I’m going to stick with in any itteration for him. 

As for the wiggle butt thing, he does not have a tail and I already had a very lengthy inner discussion with myself before getting this ask and I can tell you, he does wiggle butt like a boxer in this form. Imagine a fucking beast like that just wiggle butting with happiness. The image is so bizarre that I had to include it in the full moon chapter.

Chris is definitely learning a number of things about himself when he figures out Noah can now loom over him and press him against walls. Also Chris has a thing for being bound or pressed against objects and when Noah figures that one out, well, let’s say Peter certainly doesn’t mind watching those moments.

There’s also a revelation when Chris says; I can easily get out of these handcuffs and Noah translates it too; Good, that means that as long as you don’t try to, you’re consenting to whatever I’m doing to you. Deal? To which Chris, enthusiastically agrees. It’s a very fun game. Peter disagrees because they tend to lock him out during the games with some ash, although he is invited back in after they’re done and then the attention of two Omegas is fully on him. So I suppose he doesn’t mind too much.

Something that is both funny and sweet though is that through Ben, Noah discovers how much he misses having little kids running around. And he has a few moments of; oh god I want another kid realizations in this chapter.

Of course, considering their situation this isn’t the time and Noah more than realizes that. But it gets conversations about the future going for all three of them.

Oh and to answer your question, Malia has not been to the vault, but she and her siblings will get to see it. If that’s with dad or with Derek I haven’t decided yet. But they will end up at the vault in this story. Gotta get Peter’s necklace back.

So far I’ve had a bit of a rough day but by answering this and focusing on headcanons, and that freaking sweater!!!!, I feel a bit better. So thank you my friend, this helped me a lot <3. 

And I agree, Leia is just like her father but Luke is all Padme and people don’t talk about that enough. <3

Lots of Love from me and Mo!

[havocinthebluebox]

autumnal asks : all of it. Titeplait XD

I am on my phone, it took me like FOREVER to type that XD but thank you sister, I had a lot of fun answering these questions !

1. what is your favorite autumn scent?

The smell of fallen leaves, the smell of cold days to come.

2. would you rather go through a corn maze or go pumpkin picking?

Pumpkin picking, I've never done that ! 🎃

3. what is your favorite halloween candy ?

I don't know if it's a very Halloween candy and I don't know the English word for that but Pommes d'amour are a favorite of mine. I don't like very sugary stuff anymore but anything with caramel in it will make me happy.

4. favorite autumn holiday?

As if you don't know which one ! XD it's not a formal holiday but Samhain for sure.

5. rainy,foggy autumn days or cold,sunny autumn days?

I'll take a whole season of rainy,foggy days over any sunny summer day. Anytime. I love the winter sun though.

6. favorite horror movie to watch on halloween?

I am not a huge horror movie fan, I don't like modern horror. I find it lazy and relying on jump scare. but I like stuff with a creepy vibe and specific ambiance. Most of the time I don't watch movies on halloween, but i'd pick a classic like some Tod Browning's Dracula !

7. do you like raking leaves?

Yes but I am so clumsy believe me you don't want to be near me if I am yielding a rake !

8. do you have any special autumn traditions? what are they?

I put decorations in my flat and make space for a second small altar, season themed. I pour a glass of whiskey, put it there with a though for dead relatives. (It was my late grandfather favorite drink, as well as wine... Did someone in the background say ''social drinking problem'' ?)

9. do you like carving pumpkins?

I've never done that, I'd like to try someday.

10. combat boots or cardigans?

My everyday shoes : Combat boots. But why not both ?

11. yellows,reds and browns or purples,blacks and oranges?

purples,blacks and oranges

12. favorite autumn drink?

Semi-dry apple cider - or sweet cider if I drink it while eating a cake or a crepe with it because 4 heures is the most important meal in my day (I know it's not autumn specific, I just love cider !). But it's such a comforting drink after a stroll in the forest or along the coast on a windy day ! Something special I like to prepare in autumn is hot apple juice with spices in it !

13. do you like pumpkin spice flavored things ?

I do not like pumpkin spice flavored things... I have pumpkin spice flavor running in my blood !

14. favorite type of pie ?

Apple pie or tarte bourdaloue

15. do you have any special halloween traditions? what are they?

I put Halloween themed decorations a few weeks before and launch my Gothic themed playlist, or a Type O Negative album. If there is a party I get ready while listening to it (more like 50% getting ready, 50% awkward dancing). If I have nothing planned I stay home (sometimes in my best outfit or most dramatic dresses even if I am alone because why not ?), have a nice cup of cider and read creepy books : Poppy Z Brite, Edgar Allan Poe, or I go full Requiem Knight Vampire and re-read my comics collection (first edition, the apple of my eyes !)

16. halloween parties or giving out candy to trick or treaters?

Both but Halloween parties if my friends are organizing something.

17. hayrides or campfires?

Campfires.

18. describe your ideal autumn day?

Foggy morning. A long walk in the afternoon and a hot drink once I am back home and then reading or writing curled up in a soft plaid with music in the background while a good meal is simmering.

19. coffee or hot chocolate?

Hot chocolate !

20. alcoholic or non alcoholic apple cider?

Wait, is non alcoholic apple cider a real common thing, like sparkling apple juice, but different ? Is that like non alcoholic beer ? I am so confused ! I just discovered another world.

21. what is your go to autumn outfit(s) ?

I can put my favorite clothes again without dying because of a heatstroke : velvet dresses and light jackets.

My favorite one consists in a velvet black dress with a pointy white collar, a bow and long flared sleeves, lace pair of tighs and boots. If it's a bit cold I'll put a short jacket or cape on it, or the Holy Silver Perfecto.

22. do you wear scarves?

Yes. My favorite ones are my Racenclaw scarf when it's really cold and a black and white shawl with a skull pattern. It's worn out as hell but my father bought it for me at a motorcycle exhibition so it's linked with a good memory !

23. describe your dream autumn date ?

If someone is okay with the idea of spending time with me during my typical ''ideal autumn day'', it's my ideal autumn date ! Nothing fancy ! But for something more ''special'', a long stroll, a stop at a bookstore or record shop, then sharing a snack in a cozy tearoom or sipping a good beer in a pub !

24. scary stories around a camp fire or getting lost in a corn maze with someone ?

Both sound good. I have plenty of true crime/serial killer facts to take part in that ! But on the other hand I can be a scaredy cat plus, above all, I have a wild imagination and after hearing/telling scary stories I'll be startled by the tiniest noise (with the bonus high-pitched-cry). My street cred' won't survive it ! I mean, the corn maze can also be creepy but not in the same way (plus I guess interesting things can happen in there if you go with a special someone 😏).

25. black cats or bats?

Did I make you chose between chocolate and litterature ?! WHY ARE YOU TEARING ME APPART LIKE THAT ?!

...Lilith is a black cat so if I really must choose I'll say black cats. But I have love for all the cats in the world. And every single bat has my support.

26. do you decorate for autumn? what is it like?

I like to decorate. I put candles and soft lights everywhere, pick-up fallen leaves and pine cones I find pretty and put that where I can. Also, kitschy Halloween decor and a lot of pumpkin shaped stuff !

27. vampires or witches?

Witches.

28. do you collect crystals?

The corvid in me yells ''Yes. Give me all the pretty/shiny/odd rocks !''

29. do you like cold weather?

I like it a lot. No, I love it.

30. what was your favorite autumn activity as a kid?

I grew up in a French oversea territory so the seasons were not the same. There is no ''autumn'' there ! My favorite memories from that time of the year are linked with Halloween when I was celebrating it (I was a loner and still am so I was also really happy when I just read stories from my most frightening books alone in my bedroom) : finding a good costume idea, finding stuff to make it real, trick or treating with friends and telling scary stories while eating our loot.

[far-off-flower-fields]

Weird Questions that say a lot

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? Teacups!

2. chocolate bars or lollipops? Lollipops

3. bubblegum or cotton candy? Cotton candy

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you? We call elementary school primary school. It depended which teachers you asked, my favourites always said I was “conscientious, kind, and a pleasure to have in class”.

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? Glass cups or bottles.

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? I have like 4 looks, pastel, boho, and goth/witchy/grunge, also vintage-inspired which wasn’t mentioned but I love it.

7. earbuds or headphones? Depends on the shape, I love my Razr headset because it doesn’t squash my ears, and I like galaxy bud shaped earbuds, the ones with the little rubber doo-dads that fit actually in your ear. Apple or a lot of older flat earbuds cause me a lot of pain.

8. movies or tv shows? TV shows. Movies are getting longer and longer and my focus is getting shorter and shorter

9. favorite smell in the summer? Rainy days!

10. game you were best at in p.e.? The game of queue-ducking (where you go to the back of the queue to avoid your turn), or dance, or the less strength intensive parts of gymnastics. Or crying, always been great at that xD

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day? Muesli, or nothing.

12. name of your favorite playlist? I prefer to listen to full albums rather than playlists, but I have a few favourites on Spotify. Born to Run 150BPM, Infinite Indie Folk, Irish Folk: Jigs and Reels, All Out 80s/90s/00s. I also love scene/pop-punk playlists.

13. lanyard or key ring? Key Ring

14. favorite non-chocolate candy? Message Hearts (or anything with that texture), the red pack of starbursts (the UK version is vegan). Does Turkish Delight count because if so then that is my fave. I also like gummies if they’re vegan.

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment? To Kill a Mockingbird (high school), or The Bloody Chamber (uni), or Hamlet (uni)

16. most comfortable position to sit in? One foot under me, the other foot out to the other side, but both in the same position (if the surface is flat), or knees up.

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes? I own a lot of shoes so there isn’t really a single pair I wear the most. Recently my Air Force 1s, I’m trying to wear them in because the previous owner didn’t so the cause blisters.

18. ideal weather? Cold, overcast, rainy, still. Or without the rain. or snow (as long as I’m not going in the car and I can go crunch my shoes in it xD

19. sleeping position? Either side, but my body is kinda rotated towards the bed so it’s like half way between on my stomach and on my side. 

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? Notebooks

21. obsession from childhood? Animals, dinosaurs, goddesses, magic, crystals, neopets, sims. I still love all of these things, I am a rotating door of obsessions, usually a bunch of the same obsessions on repeat.

22. role model? I don’t have one particular role model, I do have tons of people that I love and respect.

23. strange habits? I have so many strange habits that I have become one myself. Nothing actually stands out though because 99% of it is because of my brain.

24. favorite crystal? rose quartz or moonstone.

25. first song you remember hearing? Maybe Dancing Queen by ABBA, definitely the first I remember dancing to, but my dad loves music so I grew up with a constant stream of it.

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather? Suffer xD when I’m able to do so comfortably I’d love to go out looking for pretty stones, and nice sticks with my fiance, also would like to go on picnics with him, or a friend if I had one.

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather? Baking, drawing, crafts, standing in the rain. Everything.

28. five songs to describe you? 6/10 - Dodie Robert Frost - Mal Blum Caught in the Middle - Paramore Side Effects - Jade Bird Snitches Get Stitches - Onsind  Bonus track: The Seed - Aurora I wish I still had the playlist I made of songs I relate to, several of these were on it though.

29. best way to bond with you? Oversharing, or telling me about things you’re into.

30. places that you find sacred? Nature. My favourite spots are little creeks/rivers in wooded areas, but just like, all of it is special and should be treated as such. Also bedrooms.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? I think maybe I’m not gutsy or whatever enough, but also unpredictable. I wear whatever I like, and I’m just as likely to cry in all of them as I am to accidentally get in a fight.

32. top favorite vines? I feel so basic because I never really did the vine thing.  There was one that nearly killed me because I literally started to choke that was in some kind of office and the bit like can you run this past me again, and they just fucking legged it past them holding a folder up, Saw it once, never saw it again. Road work ahead. Why you can’t lift a house (might be a tok?) Brass dad and oven kid Look at this graaaaph Never learned how to read I can’t sit I have hemorrhoids The one with the people in blankets bobbing the nana nanana song Fr esh avo ca do Look at all these chickens

33. most used phrase in your phone? I love you - if I had to guess

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head? right now, nothing. I often get the old Super Liquor jingle lodged in there though.

35. average time you fall asleep? 6am?

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing? Charlie the unicorn or that one Noodles video by Cyanide and Happiness. Are those even memes?

37. suitcase or duffel bag? Depends. I mostly use a bag though since I never go anywhere for long.

38. lemonade or tea? Tea? Usually if you ask for lemonade here you get Sprite which is not lemonade.

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? I had a vegan lemon meringue pie once, so good. Cake is easier to make though, and I can eat more in one sitting without getting sick xD

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? Um, the principal in my last year of school got caught for being a peeping tom a few years after I left.

41. last person you texted? My Fiance.

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets? Jacket pockets

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? Depends on the rest of the outfit and the weather. I wear Jean jackets most though.

44. favorite scent for soap? I love lavender, or vanilla/candy/fruity/baked goods type scents. I still have a bottle of Sugar Fairy spray from lush from a year ago and I love the smell of that.

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? Fantasy I think.

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in? Nekkid?

47. favorite type of cheese? As a kid it was feta. Now I only eat vegan cheese. I was never a huge cheese fan tbh.

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be? Rotten xD um probably a cranberry or something because I’m small, and I’m not a fan of cranberry.

49. what saying or quote do you live by? An it harm none do what you will. Or treat others as you wish to be treated.

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? Probably one of the vines I listed above, either “run it past” or “can’t lift a house” because both of those resulted in crying and choking.

51. current stresses? My cat has been throwing up and having diarrhoea the past week or so, she’s been to the vet, it got better for a bit, but tonight suddenly got worse. Living with my parents who I have a very toxic relationship with. Living in a single very overfilled room. Trying to not spend money so that I can save up to move next year. Nightmares about my trauma. Either the house is haunted or there’s a build up of negative energy (probably that).

52. favorite font? I always liked the look of all of the script style fonts (freestyle, french, lucida, lucida calligraphy, Edwardian, Palace) but they’re not accessible so for anything people will actually see (which is literally nothing) I always go with arial.

53. what is the current state of your hands? Slight rash on one finger because I’m sensitive to what is in a lot of hand washing products apparently (never an issue until the pandemic), one broken finger nail that is a bit shorter than the rest. Not painted nails because energy. I always wear my engagement ring, usually I wear several other rings but with how my skin is being I thought I’d better not for a while.

54. what did you learn from your first job? Bakeries are hell, my circadian rhythm will not adjust to anything besides its natural state for longer than a couple of days at a time no matter how long or hard I try. I can absolutely fall asleep standing up.

55. favorite fairy tale? Ugly Duckling

56. favorite tradition? I don’t have anyway... Yet? Hopefully when I move this can become a thing.

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? I’m interpretting overcome loosely here, meaning “I have not died from this” - Suicide of my first love - Bullying - 3 different jobs that all nearly killed me

58. four talents you’re proud of having? Literally can’t think of one. I’m not talented. I’m passable at a couple of things, but I worked for those things and I’m still not good enough for anyone to confuse me for being talented xD Those things I care about that I’ve worked on a lot are singing, art, languages, crafts? I still struggled to come up with 4. My bad.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? Aw jeez xD

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? Magical Girl! This is an easy one, give me the powers and the clothes yessss.

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? Literally sitting here drawing a blank, so instead of favourite here is the first one that came into my head “eyes are the genitals of the head” (may have that wrong, I’m watching the Office for the first time rn)

62. seven characters you relate to? Clementine from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind Amelie from Amelie Matilda from Matilda Quasimodo from the Hunchback of Notredame (also my favourite plush as a kid) Iris - The Holiday Jess - New Girl Amelia Shepherd - Grey’s Anatomy Struggled with this because suddenly I drew a blank and also couldn’t remember who my Fiance was talking about every time he’s watched a character and said “that’s you” repeatedly.

63. five songs that would play in your club? Starlight - Superman Lovers Pump It - Black Eyed Peas I Bet that You Look Good on the Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys All the Things She Said - tATu Doctor Jones - Aqua Bonus: Push Up - Freestylers These are ones  I have memories of dancing to when I was younger so that’s how I picked, but I’d absolutely be a themed night club with different music on different nights.

64. favorite website from your childhood? Neopets, which I still play daily. The first I played was MaMaMedia, then Bubblegum Club.

65. any permanent scars? That’s a SORE subject heh get it heh

66. favorite flower(s)? Lavender, rose, peony

67. good luck charms? I usually carry gemstones if I’m needing to be particularly lucky, or sigils.

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? I hate anything spicy. I had rootbeer candy that tasted like literal dirt. I can’t eat banana stuff without gagging and getting a headache. I hate anything that is artificial blackberry or blackcurrant, tastes like shitty cough syrup.

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? Sea Monkeys breathe through their feet, but I remember where I learned that.

70. left or right handed? right

71. least favorite pattern? depends entirely on the colours, I like patterns. but certain stripes do make my eyes feel funny.

72. worst subject? If PE counts, then that. If not, math.

73. favorite weird flavor combo? I love pineapple on pizza but that’s not weird. Iused to eat cheese and jam sandwiches as a kid though.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? I operate on how long it has lasted instead of how bad it is, essentially I get so desperate so I’ll try it even though it probably won’t help. I have the resistance of a rhino to most meds.

75. when did you lose your first tooth? No idea, like 4 I think? I did keep them in a weird little box for no reason though because they never got taken away from under my pillow.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? I’m a fan of a good mash if it has lots of flavour (like gravy). Otherwise, crisps or fries.

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill? I grew a radish once! Something cat safe though these days, also maybe something heavy, and hard to knock over?

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? Grocery Store sushi, if it’s just veg.

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? My only ID is my passport, and it is BAD.

80. earth tones or jewel tones? Both.

81. fireflies or lightning bugs? Fireflies (ten million of them to be precise)

82. pc or console? Grew up with PC. Now play my switch mostly.

83. writing or drawing? Both. Wrote more as a kid, draw more now.

84. podcasts or talk radio? Podcasts.

84. barbie or polly pocket? Both. But I prefered pollies as a kid

85. fairy tales or mythology? mythology

86. cookies or cupcakes? cupcakes

87. your greatest fear? Based on my nightmares, stairs.

88. your greatest wish? To live in a comfy house, in the country, with my Fiance, I have travelled the world, we have pets, I can function, we are free.

89. who would you put before everyone else? My Fiance and out animals.

90. luckiest mistake? Can’t think of any, most of my mistakes have been more like bad choices, also never turned out well for me.

91. boxes or bags? Depends what it’s for?

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? lamps, or fairy lights. Unless I’m particularly anxious, then overheads.

93. nicknames? None.

94. favorite season? Winter

95. favorite app on your phone? LINE, it has my fiance, and animated stickers.

96. desktop background? Little Twin Stars

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized? My own.

I never get asks and needed to distract myself so I’m going to just answer these anyway, like a survey or something. Original post by tr33-g1rl 

[wannabewriter32]

tag game~

tagged by the lovely : @tater-tati and @delldarling

rules: answer 20 questions plus 5 more, then tag whoever you want.

name: Hannah

nickname: Hams

zodiac: Aquarius sun, Cancer moon, Capricorn rising

height: 5’10″

languages: English, some conversational Spanish

nationality: American

favourite season: Winter! It doesn’t get cold here, but it hits the 50s some days, which is a nice relief from the heat.

favourite flower(s): Hydrangeas

favourite scent: Anything citrus, but orange-y scents and lemongrass are longtime favorites!

favourite color(s): Purple. I can’t decide if I like lavender or the deeper tones better because they’re all magnificent.

favourite animal: Elephants! They’re just so smart and so beautiful!

favourite fictional character: Uhhhh, I’m blanking. So for now I’ll just say Elodin from “Name of the Wind.”

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Coffee, without a moment of hesitation.

average sleep: Probably anywhere from 5-8 hours normally. With quarantine, I’m getting a fairy consistent 8 hours a night.

dog or cat person: Cat! They’re just...so cute! But so independent? I don’t feel bad leaving them to their own devices, but every now and again they’ll come around and be like “okay, you have permission to pet me now.”

number of blankets: 1 normally, but 2 if it gets a bit chilly. I cannot sleep if it’s too warm.

dream trip: Anything with a beach where I can sit by the water and just cease to exist for an hour or two.

blog established: January 2014 (I thought I’d had it since middle school, but I guess I was actually getting ready to graduate high school XD)

followers: 168

random fact about me: I am a master notebook collector, as in do not take me to Marshalls unless you want to watch me buy twelve more. Please. Save yourself.

5 random questions!

favorite food: French fries or chocolate. Can’t choose. Don’t make me choose.

favorite quote:  “There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.” ― Patrick Rothfuss, “The Wise Man's Fear”

what are you doing now? Trying to make it through next week and not fail what little I have left of my classes!

ideal type of person: Trustworthy and trusting. Not afraid to tell me if they’re upset, but also willing to say “not now” if they need time to process. Someone with a realistic, but still-hopeful view on life and everything it has to offer. Willing to tease and be teased without resorting to cruelty.

things that annoy you: Anyone giving another person “the silent treatment.” Anyone trying to pry an argument out of an unwilling participant. An unwillingness to be accept or be happy for others.

Hey! Hmmmm, I’ll tag @jupiters-witch, @unboundbnha, @perpetual-bed-head, @theyellmanfan, @russianonion, @shinsous-eye-bags, @maewoahdoodles, @tenebies, @efereeno, @biscuit-buddy

I think ten is.... ten is enough XD Anyone else, please hop on this if you feel like it!

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Three Hundred Sixty-Four: What You See ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina, vulgarity, death, smoking ] [ Verse: Oil and Blood ] [ AO3 Link ]

Appearances can be deceiving.

For instance...Hinata had a teacher back in middle school who, for all intents and purposes, seemed a nice enough man. An active part of the community, well-liked by his students, and a staple part of the school in which he taught. He was lenient with those who needed it, and tough on those who he knew could do better.

But during her last year, when she was no longer in his class, a rather startling discovery was made.

On the run from another province, he was accused of murdering several middle school girls at his previous school. But with the help of underground cosmetic mods, he had his face changed enough to escape notice, starting a new life on the other side of the country where he could once again begin stalking students.

Thankfully he never had the chance - he was caught when a substitute for another teacher managed to recognize him despite the mods. He was arrested, and later imprisoned for his crimes.

From then on, Hinata knew better than to trust what face people put forward. What you see isn’t always true.

Which is what makes her newest...friend? so intriguing.

Since stumbling upon the half-dead man in an alleyway, Hinata has been unable to escape one Uchiha Sasuke: a member of the infamous yakuza currently overseen by his father. Having been beaten and stripped of his (rather expensive) mods, it was Hinata who, on an insomnia walk, hefted him from the refuse and took him to a doctor she knew.

And that was only the beginning of a bond that saw her kidnapped, nearly involved in a gunfight, and then marked as a target by the Uchiha group’s biggest rivals: the Senju.

Since then, it’s been Sasuke’s self-imposed mission to keep the woman safe as repayment for her kindness, and also for his failing to protect her when he first attempted to fulfill his debt to her.

Which means that outside work and her time spent at home...Hinata has been stuck with a rather interesting bodyguard.

Sasuke doesn’t hide what he is. Be it his mods, his tattoos, his smoking or his sometimes coarse language, he doesn’t shy from his title of gangster. He knows that what his family does is unlawful. Dangerous and harmful, even. But he does have at least one code of conduct: repay his debts.

Having someone like him in the presence of someone like Hinata makes a very strange pair indeed.

You see, Hinata’s father runs the largest Japan-based medical mod company. She was once heiress...before daring to call out his hypocrisy. She now lives in a tiny apartment in a rather...questionable part of town. Which is how she found Sasuke. And she works for a mod insurance claim company. Which, admittedly, she hates. But she does do her part of under-the-table dealing to help those who truly need it find underground care.

Hence her knowing the good doctor.

But it goes without saying that the pair of them going, well...anywhere together tends to draw some very confused gazes. After all, most wonder what on earth such a sweet looking young woman could ever be doing running around with someone like him.

Sure, Hinata hasn’t ever hurt anyone - in fact she herself has been the victim of violence more than once. But she does technically break the law rather often, given her redirection of insurance claims to illegal operations that go beneath the government radar. Sure, she does so for morally-just reasons...but it’s still illegal.

She wonders what people would think if they knew: that such a sweet, trustworthy, likeable face has been lying to her employer and her government for years now, costing them mountains of money with every customer or patient she reroutes into the less-than-legal channels.

Sure, it’s nothing compared to Sasuke’s repsheet, but...still, worse than most would assume just looking at her.

And the same, she feels, goes for Sasuke.

During their time together, she’s observed him as carefully as she can, not wanting to be caught snooping. It’s something she’s always been rather good at. Her eyes are pale enough that most people don’t notice them slid to their corners to watch them. Sasuke, so often, just seems so...normal. He drinks coffee with heavy cream (but no sugar - he doesn’t like bitter, but nor can he stand sweet). He’s taken to feeding the stray cats around her apartment building. She saw him completely interrupt traffic to help an elderly neighbor of hers cross to the proper street from her window on his way to see her once.

Sure, he might do bad things...but he isn’t a bad person.

After all, he’s doing what he’s doing for her out of a sense of honor. He could just flip her the bird and leave her to defend herself from the Senju, helpless. Maybe it’s wholly for himself, for upholding his code of ethics...but it doesn’t feel that shallow.

He doesn’t just stand around looking tough. He talks to her, argues with her, and even jokes with her...though his humor is bone dry. There’s been many a moment when she’s forgotten why he’s around. They bicker and banter like...friends.

...she’s almost forgotten what it’s like to have friends. High school was rather lonely, and her shuffle right into a dead-end job and a micro apartment didn’t really lend itself to making them. Sure, she and the doctor get on fairly well, but...they’ve only ever seen one another for business. Technically that’s the reason Sasuke’s around, but...it just feels...different.

...so maybe she’s not as annoyed by his playing knight as she was when it all first started.

“Now what are you doing?”

“Hm?”

Chin in a hand, Sasuke juts it slightly toward her. “You’ve been staring at your HUD for like fifteen minutes. I can’t see it, but I can tell.”

At his accusation, Hinata goes a light pink. “...uh���”

“Watching porn in public?”

“W-w-what?! No!” Her voice jumps several octaves, drawing the glances of other patrons. They’re currently seated in an outdoor section at the front of a cafe having coffee. Sasuke insisted he needed to refuel, and she never minds a cup herself.

He gives a cheeky, lazy grin, posture still lax. “Then what are you doing?”

“I’m...playing a game.”

“Oh? A game that involves staring at your HUD?”

“It’s...not the most interactive, sure. It’s more of a daily click sort of...t-thing.”

“Ah, gotcha. So you’re not really a gamer girl.”

At that, her lips purse in a pout. “Hey, I play games at home. This is just more...maintenance.”

“Sounds exciting.”

“It’s...cute. You collect cats.”

Immediately, something lightens in his expression, and his posture becomes a bit more attentive. “...oh yeah?”

She doesn’t miss all that, but suppresses a smile, not wanting to drive him off the subject. “Mhm. It’s an older game, Neko Atsume. People used to play it on their phones.”

Sasuke hums in acknowledgement...and something tells her he’s already on his HUD looking it up. She knows already how fond he is of cats. See the above mentioned strays he’s pseudo-adopted. “Sounds...boring, but cats are all right, I guess.”

“Like I said, it’s mostly a daily click sort of thing. You check to see what cats are around, w-what they’ve left you, if they took treats…”

His eyes flicker, and though she can’t see his HUD herself, she already knows what he’s looking at. “...huh.”

“Want to play?”

“I might. If I get bored enough.”

She just gently rolls her eyes.

...a week later, he approaches her with a scowl, and she actually braces herself for some kind of argument.

“What have you done?”

“I...w-what?”

“That stupid...cat game!”

She blinks.

“The whole damn syndicate is playing it now! I can’t stop checking it! We almost missed a raid because the wrong people got distracted!”

Before Hinata can stop it, a snort escapes her, both hands coming to cover her nose and mouth. Eyes go wide. “I...I’m sorry…?”

“I can’t believe this…”

“Sasuke-san, I...I didn’t mean to -?”

“I know,” he snaps, cutting her off...which she’s gotten used to. “...don’t introduce me to any more games. Got it?”

“O...okay.”

“Wasting all my goddamn time,” he mutters, lighting a cigarette and taking a frustrated drag. He gives her a halfhearted glare when she can no longer suppress her giggles. “If the Uchiha Yakuza falls it’s all gonna be your fault, I hope you know that. You and your damn cats.”

“I’m sorryyy!”

“No you’re not!”

“Yes I am!”

“Then why’re you laughing?”

She can’t reply, too caught up in her amusement.

To anyone looking on, they’d see a scowling, tattooed, heavily-modded man they’d immediately peg as a bad guy.

But Hinata knows better.

                                                             .oOo.

     More of the cyberpunk AU! Not really anything plot-drive this time: more introspection about appearance, which DOES play a fairly big role in both their characters, and their world at large. With the ability to modify your looks, you can really put any face forward - literally. While neither of them have any real appearance mods (though Sasuke does have his eye mods), they still have traits that don't match their exterior!      ...I'd...say more but it's very late. And ohhh man...just one more day to go. I hope y'all are ready for me to get super sappy on you tomorrow xD But for now, it's bedtime. Thanks for reading~

[fandom-necromancer]

606. We are not going to steal someone’s dog.

This was prompted by a beautiful anon! I really had no idea how to answer this with them actually stealing a dog, what would have been funnier, but I guess Sumo has to be enough XD

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900

'How the hell should we catch someone who only targets androids?' Gavin sat at his desk, ruffling his hair in frustration. He lifted his takeaway cup and took a sip - only to realise it was empty. Another growl. 'This really is just one shitshow after the next.'

'Gavin, you do realise I am an android?', Nines reminded him. ‘Don’t get this wrong, but you were specifically designed to be a soldier or cop. And you kinda scream it from a kilometre away. Don’t think you’d be good bait.’ Somehow the only thing he could hear in that was a challenge. ‘Detective, I have a plan and so far, it has a 94% chance at catching our suspect in the act.’ ‘Hey, babe, don’t “detective” me. I simply said the truth, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, okay?’ ‘Acknowledged.’ ‘Fine. Let me hear your plan.’ ‘So, we need a more casual clothing for me, something fancier for you-‘ ‘Hey!’ ‘Your high-school acting classes, a thirium-refill for me so I can cry and a dog.’ ‘Okay, what the phck have you planned?’ Gavin didn’t need his coffee anymore. He was awake now. ‘And a dog? Where the hell should we get a dog? And why?’ ‘There are a lot of dogs in Detroit.’ ‘Nines, we are sure as hell not going to steal someone’s dog!’ ‘I could ask my brother whether we could borrow Sumo.’ Gavin couldn’t believe it. And he couldn’t understand why he was allowing this to happen. ‘That beast? You said a dog, not a horse! Phck, Sumo is the biggest, fattest monster of a dog I’ve ever seen!’

‘Heard you were talking shit?’, Hank hollered over, before standing up and joining them, much to Gavin’s disdain. ‘Scared, Gavin?’, Nines smirked, lacing his hands. ‘What? No! But just saying, the suspect might be.’ ‘When I meet them, Sumo won’t be at the scene any longer.’ ‘Ugh…’ ‘What the hell you guys talking about? What do you plan with my dog?’, Hank finally intercepted. ‘Could we borrow Sumo for a walk?’, the android asked as if that was the normal thing to do. ‘We want to raise the attention of a dealer for a new android drug. Sumo is an essential part of the plan, but he won’t be in danger at any time, I assure you.’ ‘Nines? You have to tell me more about your plan. But otherwise I am happy to have an evening free for me and Con.’ ‘Damn, Hank, can it get any more inappropriate?’, Gavin groaned. ‘Hey, idiot just because an evening alone for you means you two spend it on top of each other in bed, doesn’t mean it has for others!’

‘Okay, essential part of the plan my ass. What the hell is it with the dog?’ Gavin was struggling to keep the leash in hand and next to Nines as the massive beast was pulling him forwards down the sidewalk. Why was it him who had to put up with Sumo, when Nines was the stronger one? Oh, the droid had to be wheezing inwardly at the ridiculous sight. ‘Statistically speaking, around 90% of all androids prefer animals over humans. 80% like dogs. This is common knowledge and will make the scene look even more authentic.’ ‘Ugh, you better not get into trouble, I can barely control him now, don’t even think I can dog-sit and save your ass.’ ‘I think as important as it is to you, I would suppose you could multitask in that case.’ ‘Phck, just let’s get this over with, before the humour gets even worse. There is a reason why I have cats!’

'God, I just hope you are right', Gavin sighed as Sumo allowed him a bit of downtime. 'This is the dumbest stunt I ever pulled to catch one of these bastards!' 'It will work, believe me!' They entered the park, it was late evening and there weren't many people around. Just others walking their dogs - the main reason Gavin had cats. Thinking once he finally was home, he would have to get his ass up again and walk around with it, he shuddered. Yeah, cats were more his kind of animal.

Gavin knew it was about to start as Nines snaked an arm around him at the entrance and took the dog's leash. He wanted to melt into it like he always had, then remembered this was a mission, not just a really awkward date at the park. He tensed in the grip that got harder as if he wanted to be anywhere but here. They managed to walk a quarter of the path around a little lake until Nines gave him the signal to start with their “fight“. He had to have spotted their suspect. Gavin couldn't tell, it had become dark fast as phck. Gavin started squirming more, making it believable by imagining it was Connor instead of Nines who held him in an embrace. Then he finally broke free and screamed: 'What the phck, toaster? What did you think?' It was surprising how well Nines slipped into his part: the worried, emotional android only recently introduced to mankind. 'What do you mean? Gavin? What's wrong?' 'What's wrong?' Oh yeah, Gavin was terrible at playing a role, but being angry he could fake real good. 'What's wrong? Don't you think it could be in any way weird to tell my mother we are together?' 'I thought she knew. I thought you told her.' 'Yeah, of phcking course, I tell my mother I'm with a damn android. She would - will kill me!' 'But does that matter? We still have each other!' 'Yeah, well I wanted to stay connected with my family. This was supposed to stay a secret!' 'Well, I don't want someone who is ashamed of me!' 'Fine! I'll go home and pack my things!' Gavin doubted this poor display of trash TV would prompt anyone to sell some drugs, but well, Nines was the supercomputer, not him. 'And I'm taking the dog with me!' He grabbed Sumo's leash and ripped it out of Nines' hand. Then he angrily stomped away towards the exit.

He kept up the pretence until he was out, then he slowed down and petted Sumo, before continuing down the street. It wasn’t too long until Gavin heard something over his phone. Mostly leaves rustling in the Wind and a few people faraway talking to each other. But when Nines had begun broadcasting his hearing to him, it had to mean something was about to happen around him. Gavin waited as the dog pissed against a lamppost and listened. ‘What an asshole, am I right?’ There was shifting of clothes and Gavin supposed it was Nines sitting up. ‘Excuse me?’ ‘I’m sorry, I listened in. Your partner is a real asshole if you ask me.’ ‘No, I… He wasn’t like that before…’ ‘Well, then he showed his true face now.’ ‘I don’t know… Normally he’s really lovely. Maybe I really did something wrong.’

God, it was awful listening in. This was about as cliché as it could get. ‘No. Someone who loves you, would do so openly and unconditionally. And if it were a family worth keeping, they would respect that choice, too.’ ‘Yes. That sounds right.’ ‘Just forget that asshole!’ ‘But I still love him… it hurts.’ ‘I think I know something that will make you feel better buddy!’

Gavin perked up his ears, getting pulled along by the dog again. ‘What is this?’, Nines asked, as if he wouldn’t already know. ‘Ah, just a little gift. It’ll make you feel better, believe me. And if you want more, you know where to find me!’ There was more ruffling of clothes and the next line from the dealer came from farther away: ‘And good luck on getting that dog back, he looked like a real cutie!’ Gavin ruffled the “cutie’s” fur and carefully watched out for any slobber. God, he would never be persuaded to get himself a dog in his life.

‘Gavin, you hear me?’ Yep, he texted fast. ‘We now have no longer a suspect, but a criminal to pursue. Now did the plan work or no?’ Gavin rolled his eyes at the smugness. Yeah, congratulation, it worked. Now come here and get that beast under control I’ll bring the evidence to the precinct n stuff. ‘Aww, you hurt, Gav?’ Cut it or I really tell my mom about you. Believe me, she would love you and you would very quickly learn to hate her! ‘No, please don’t do that by any chance. I’m coming as quickly as possible, just spare me of your mother!’