#hestarted

[truskawavx]

Lloyd you can do it pls

[citruscrisp]

Pikmin Age Headcanons Pt. 1

Kinda been wanting to share what I think each Pikmin character went through to get to where they are in the present! My only request is you don't hate on me for these. Just respect them or give me insight on things I might have missed.

🛠️Alph - Age 22 Grew up watching his grandfather Drake work on aerospace projects since he learned to walk. He goes through school, graduates high school at 18, attends KoTech (Koppai School of Technology) for 4 years and graduates at 22 with his Bachelors in Aerospace Engineering. Straight out of college, he is selected to join Charlie and Brittany on their Pikmin 3 journey to collect fruit and save their planet.

🪴Brittany - Age 24 Graduated High school at 18. Studied at KoTech, majoring in botany in the Life Sciences Academy of the school. Started off in small businesses that ranged from plant-based medicinal studies to help Koppai’s food crisis until being selected to embark on her journey with Alph and Charlie at the age of 24.

🦆Charlie - Age 28 Graduated High School at 18. Studied at Kotech and was part of the Ranger program. He became a space ranger at 22 and goes on ranger missions for years assisting in treasure collection to support his family financially until being selected to go on the Pikmin 3 journey with Alph and Brittany at age 28.

🔵Louie - Age 25-26 Graduated Highschool at 18. For a a year, he didn't do much with his life and often explored the area's around his grandmother's house, such as the mountains behind her house. He didn't go to college and didn't have an idea of what he wanted to do so his family forced him to start getting minimum wage jobs that constantly fired him due to his laziness and obsession with food breaks for years. He finally winds up in Hocotate Freight at the age of 25. Accepting him despite not having a college degree due to the business being pretty unprofessional.

🔴Olimar - Age 35-36 Graduated high school at 18. Studied Biology, got a BA at 22, but didn’t want to take it further. He falls in love in college and marries when he is 25, they have their first son when he's about 26. This makes his son about 9-10 years old. Then they have a daughter when he's about 30. This makes her around 6-7 years old. He ended up at Hocotate Freight, mainly excited to travel space. Hestarted here after a few minimume wage jobs out of college and started at 27. He has been working there for 9 years.

⚫President - Age 40-41 Graduated high school at 18, was very active in business and studied it, getting a masters in business at the age of 24. He became active in climbing the corporate latter at Hocotate Freight, but was also very gullible. He finally becomes president at the age of 35, being president of Hocotate Freight for 5-6 years, replacing Olimar's previous boss.

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📡Yorke - Age 28-29 Graduated high school at 18. Studied at Kotech for 4 years and graduated at 22 with a bachelor's in Aerospace engineering. Went on treasure missions for years to send his family money. Currently continuing to do so.

This is prone to be edited frequently but this is just what I got for now!

[kath-artic]

can hestart taking his meds again so i can rock his fuckunf world again COME ONNNNN

[umbrahighpriestofgiratina]

okay here is one more recap ficlet like I said!:

Vaespar did trounce Lacey - it took some finagling, but Sticky and his Water Tera won out in the end. 

Then came Kieran. And. after the first attempt... nope, he was going to have to bring out the big guns. And also Milkshake. 

With Kieran fully humiliated, as both Drayton and Vaespar had planned, they and Carmine werre suddenly invited to a expedition to Area Zero with Briar, on Geeta and Rika's behest. Drayton decl;ined, but the other three accepted, With Vaespar eagerly taking the Indigo Disk Geeta offered him. Finally, what he was seeking all along was ahead...

Once they were in Area Zero, the group used the Indigo Disk to delve into the Underdepths, solving puzzles along the way until they found the core - Terapagos. Vaespar had barely any time to contemplate how small such a powerful, reality-warping being was when Kieran immediately snatched it from him with a Master Ball, and Vaespar had to fight for it back. 

But then things got worse. Kieran's attempt to Terastalize Terapagos sent it out of control, and he, Carmine and Vaespar had to team up to take it down. This time Vaespar caught it - finally, the Hidden Treasure Of Area Zero was his. 

The quartet returned home triumphant, Kieran being determined to repair things with Vaespar, to Vaespar's chagrin. Briar started writing a book, and gave Vaespar an early copy. But on a whim Vaespar took Terapagos to the Crystal Pool, sensing a connection. 

And that's when Professor Turo showed up. After a conversation where both parties were very confused (and Dante was overjoyed) the two exchanged books, then Turo vanished. Vaespar was left wondering if he had altered this timeline or another. 

What was clear is he needed to look into harnessing Terapagos' power. But he had other things he needed to take care of too. Hestarted collecting Pokemon for perrin's new quest, including a strange musical one he found through an odd ritual...

[sunblazes]

aughh...... luckily my friends have not watched stranger things but picture me w my mind Already running 100mph n trying to explain the plot of acofaf + dnd mechanics + th acofaf mechanics..... i was.a mess. need to watch it again ough. outfits so good. andhera so good. (i drop heroism and i vomit RENT FREE INMY HEAD) binx SOO GOOD. RUE +HOB <333333 ok theyre all good . i just love fae stories in general tbh.., - 🎨

ME ANDD YOUU I UNNDERSTAND THAT SITUATION SO PERFRCTLY wrre one in the same...THE OUTFITS ARE AMAZINF literally peak fits for all d20 seasons AND ANDHERA FOREVEERRR RAHHH ii enjoy his introduction so much Likke he starts describing him and you think hes going to be so cool then hestarts speaking 😭😭I WYCHRD THE DROP HEROISM ESRLIER ITTWASSSOOO GOOOODDDD oh my goodddd my andhera... theyree sooo good literally everyone inn acofaf🌟🌟☀️☀️ definitely one of my favourite seasons!!!

[dieviskais-moving]

still dont have the new blog up but i keep thinking about the fact that silver does have sharp teef................................................

[bossmansayu]

ObaMitsu x Gn!Reader

Mitsuri x Iguro x reader (istg there aren’t enough of these)

Requests Open! Wc: 1,246

Warnings: None

Fluff ☁️ minor minor angst

A/n: I finished this at like 11:40pm and I am planning on posting something every other day, it lowkey felt like a assignment thats due at midnight and you only have a hour to finish it(procrastination suckkkkksss) I originally wrote half of it yesterday but I was in school that day so I had to finish it today, that being said I didn’t proofread this at all(I kinda just wrote and hoped there wasn’t any typos. Anyways I hope you enjoy! 💗 (also I plan on posting some giyuu fluff next sooo)

It all started with a letter, a white rectangular letter with a red heart painted with lipstick. It was a love letter, something that you would send to a lover or a crush, but why would someone send you a love letter with no name.

More started coming, once a week, then twice, and eventually every other day there was a love letter at your doorstep. It didn’t make any sense, you were single, and everyone you were around never showed signs of love towards you.

You decided that it would be best if you just ignored the letters for now, you were a pillar anyways, it was dangerous to try and commit to a relationship in your position. So whenever you would get a letter you would set them into a wooden box and then put said box in your closet.

Every day you would wake up, check for a letter and then put the letter in the box. Every day, for over a month until hestarted actually interacting with you.

He was Iguro Obanai, the all known serpent pillar who was also a massive bitch to everyone except Mitsuri and … you. At first it was minor differences a simple, “good morning [name]” or a wave. But gradually it became more noticeable, he began to stand next to you at pillar meetings or tried to get on missions that intersected with yours or he would by you lunch or accompanying you to festivals.

Eventually he became a regular in you life, it was obvious that he liked you, he was never the best at hiding it, but it was only to your surprise when Iguro came to the next pillar meeting with his hand linked with Kanroji’s, not long later you found out they were dating. What? All of those things Iguro was doing for you, was just for becoming friends? Was he trying to lead you on? Playing hard to get?

I genuinely left you confused, you knew that Iguro was fond of Kanroji he used to talk about her a lot but eventually stopped. All you knew was that you didn’t pick up any signs that they would start dating.

You knew Kanroji, she was sweet, kind, and just cute, she would invite you every now and then mabye out for food or sometimes she would even cook you things. She liked you, you never judged her for eating so much and you were always polite even if she messed up a food she was making or something else that most people could be offended by.

Leave it alone, let them be happy together, its not your choice who falls in love with who. Iguro for such a long time had distracted you from so many things, but you began to notice that you were drifting away from him, it made you snap out of you trance and realize that the letters had stopped. Ever since Iguro and Kanroji had started dating the letters stopped, it was an odd abrupt stop, not last letter that stated that it was the last letter it just stopped.

You tried to think that the delay of letters was a weight lifted off you shoulders but it just irritated you more. Eventually you decided to look at the past letters, opening the box you pulled out each letter and one by one you opened and read every one of them. All of the words were just sweet nothings, “I love how you dress” “I love your hair and your eyes” “I love how strong you are”.

Every time you felt sad or upset you would reread those letters, it had been only a few weeks but there were no new letters. Until a knock on your door woke you, getting out of bed and stumbling to the front door, you opened it to see a single letter. White paper and a lipstick heart. You fully awoke once you saw it, you picked it up carefully you felt if yoj held it too tight it would dissolve. You shut the door and opened the letter

“meet me in the center of your garden behind your home at 7:00pm, please this is important.”

It was 6:45 pm as you headed to the center of your garden, it was covered in tall hedges that could block anyone from looking in, the center of your garden was surrounded by a small circle maze. You made it to the center and sat down on one of the stone benches to wait, you waited only a few minutes before you heard someone behind you. You turned your head to look at the person and were meet with a pink and green haired individual, it was her.

“Hi, [name]”

This wasn’t a confession, Kanroji was here to tell you that-

“This might be confusing, but bare with me please”

She timidly stepped forward to sit next to you, “So you were sending me those letters right.”

She nodded in response, but for some reason it didn’t seem like she was going to tell you, “im sorry for leading you on” but of course, she would never cheat.

“[name], im sorry if I ever startled you with all the letters, but I was just so scared that you wouldn’t feel the same. And after Iguro told me what he thought about you… we decided this was the best decision.”

You were overwhelmed with confusion, what’s happening? “Kanroji, please just tell me”

You put your hands on her shoulders and looked straight into her eyes as if they would provide any type of explanation. But she everted her eyes almost immediately, she was embarrassed.

“We like you [name]”

Another voice came from behind the hedge to your left, and Iguro walked out and just stood there, not mean or annoyed but as if he was embarrassed also. His presence distracted you sp much that you almost didn’t notice what he just said, “You… both of you… me?”

You stared at Iguro your hands still on Kanroji,

“Please just tell us, this has caused us enough stress already.”

Iguro moved closer as he said this,

“we were both to scared to make a move, we thought that if we just started dating we would forget about you. It was a selfish decision but… its 100% up to you, but [name]…”

He hesitated a bit shifting his eyes a lot, he wasn’t sitting on the bench but was now standing next to Kanroji messing with the sleeve of his haori, it was obvious that he probably wasn’t going to be able to finish his sentence,

“[NAME] PLEASE DATE US BOTH OF US!”

Kanroji’s eyes shut and squeezed tight as she held your hands in hers. She just blurted it out, you were staring straight into Kanroji’s shut eyes. “Kanroji… Iguro… I love you.”

A exaggerated sigh left Iguro as he sat down behind Kanroji, while Kanroji sprang forward to capture you in a hug pulling away and kissing your cheek.

“Also [name], can you not call me Kanroji? It feels to formal.”

You smiled, Iguro letting out a small chuckle and placing his hand hand on yours and pecking you softly on your cheek. You felt so warm, happy that everything had worked out.

“Of course Mitsuri.”

[cleverhyuck]

helloooooo <33 can i request for 10 and 24 + jeno or jaemin ? :3 - anon

a/n : i’m assuming you want smut — sorry this is a little late too !— thank you for your request !! 💘

* smut begins on page divider !!

-

“don’t test me”

“stop being a bitch”

-

warnings : outdoor sex , degrading , quickie , marking ( hickeys ) , mentions of pregnancy , light choking , creampie , raw ( use protection ^.^ )

wc : royal!au , why is this so long

-

annual balls are a thing. men and women from all over dress up at talk about who knows what. their children mingle around, looking for friends, competitors, significant others, it’s a routine.

in the kingdom, you’ve been going to monthly balls. meeting people of all kinds. some men try to be your husband and some women try to gossip around you.

you don’t mind, of course. the attention is nice, but it’s what you get for being the daughter of the king.

your first encounter with prince!jeno was interesting to say the least. accidentally spitting your drink onto him from laughing at prince chenle’s joke. both of your eyes go wide as you ruined his white blazer with your red fruit punch, splattered all over.

“it looks like he’s been murdered !!” prince chenle points. the other princes; renjun, jaemin, and jisung laugh. prince jeno froze, this has never happened to him ever.

you rush to find napkins ( more like a maid ) and try to clean it. all five of you headed back to the maid quarters to find extra clothes. “i’m sorry” is what you say the whole entire time while cleaning and moving.

in the quarter, prince jeno sends you an eye smile. something about it comforts you, it makes you feel better about what happened.

“seriously princess, don’t worry.” he chuckles and takes off the jacket. some of it is on his button up so he takes that off too, revealing his nice six pack.

your eyes go wide (again) and you can only stare at his chest. prince renjun has to shake you to get your own head out of the gutter. you and prince jeno both blush and you turn away, afraid to make another embarrassing moment.

prince jisung walks next to you and pats your back. “don’t worry princess, at least we all got closer now! let’s drop the formalities.” you look up at him with rosy cheeks and smile.

turning around and holding out a hand you re-introduce yourself. “hi i’m y/n. nice to meet you all.”

over the months you all grew closer together. you met another boy, haechan. he wasn’t at the first party but said he lived it through renjun’s text messages.

you and jeno were especially close. people made dating rumors over you, but you two were just friends.

friends that kiss.

friends that make-out sometimes, friends that have seen each other naked, friends that have snuck out to kiss…

call it friends with benefits, call it being close, jeno preferred to call it “no labels”

even so, jeno was always protective. never letting you talk to another prince for too long, having his hand around your waist most times.

-

as another ball was announced, you decided to have some fun with jeno. a beautiful soft pink dress with a longer than normal thigh slit. the collars of the dress laid on your shoulders, revealing most of your top chest. you looked beautiful. stunning.

this would sure rile him up.

as the guests arrived you welcomed them with hugs and side kisses. once the group arrived, you went for jisung instead of jeno.

pulling him into a hug, you say “i missed you sungie, christ you’ve grown taller too!” you look at him. he smiles and rubs the back of his neck. “thanks noona, but it’s only been a few weeks since i last saw you!”

“a few weeks too long, let’s hang out sometime soon jisung. ride horses on thursday?” you suggest to him. “you bet” he replies.

“ahem.”

turning you see the boys and jeno. “are you guys jealous i didn’t talk to you yet??” you fake whine. chenle shrugs. “why don’t you ask your boyfriend?”

“he’s not my-”

“im not her-”

chenle looks at you both. “yeah, sureeee” before leaving to find other guests. jaemin pats jeno’s back while renjun pats yours.

haechan moves you and jeno closer by your shoulders and shakes his head. “good luck.” is all he says to the both of you before walking past you.

“so..” you say, not making eye contact. jeno eyes you up and down before leaning in close to your ear. “don’t test me, princess”

-

the party is going pretty well. jeno and his stares never leave you though. you dance with haechan most of the time. laughing and giggling over whatever while jeno looks like he’s about to break the champagne glass.

haechan totally understands your want to tease jeno and helps you tremendously with that. it’s not like jeno would take you away from the haechan, right? in the dance, you two start doing every extra moves. the crowd backs up a bit and watches you two.

graceful steps and spins have everyone enticed. as it comes to an end, haechan spins you and lifts one of your legs up, he holds onto your lower thigh, revealing the dangerous slit.

as the crowd applauses, you look over at jeno. i swear to god he has the most evil look on his face u cant even explain.

you smile to yourself and move off of haechan, whispering a slight thank you before heading over to where jeno was standing.

“let’s go.” is all he says before grabbing you, practically yanking you outside.

* “stop being a bitch” he says as he manhandles you onto a tree.

“i wasn’t being or acting like anything.” you say. he scoffs and yanks the shoulder straps down your elbow, revealing your strapless bra.

“jeno!” you squeal at him. you quickly ㅡ cover your breasts by crossing your arms but he grabs them and holds them behind the tree.

“stop squirming” he says as hestarts kissing over your chest. jeno leaves miscellaneous hickeys all over and the only thing you can do is throw your head back and moan.

“let’s hurry this up.”

pushing up your dress he parts your underwear and pushes two fingers in. you hiss at his urgency but soon you’re dripping down his knuckles.

moans and whimpers erode from you and jeno smiles at that. before you can cum on his fingers he takes them out and pushes them into your mouth.

“suck.”

as you do, he uses his other hand to loosen his pants. pulling out his member, he strokes it. your legs subconsciously move and he takes his fingers out of your mouth.

“you like watching me stroke myself?” jeno questions. you shyly nod. “fuck.” he whispers. “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

as he aligns with your entrance, you are preparing for the girth that is jeno’s cock. he teases at your slit before pushing in.

you immediately clench around him and moan into his ear. he slowly moves back out before sending a deep thrust into you. “harder..please” you whimper in his ear.

you wrap your arms around his neck as he is pistoning inside of you. your boobs jiggle at the harshness of his thrusts and you soon feel close.

“jeno i’m, i-i’m” you mutter out. he understands and goes harder and faster. “you like that?” he leans in your ear.

“you like being treated like a little slut?”

as your eyes go wide the feeling inside of you bursts. you cum on his cock and moan a little too loudly. the tightness inside you causes jeno to cum as well, the spurts of his cum fills your insides.

as he pulls out, jeno kisses your forehead. he helps you clean up and look like you haven’t had the best fuck of your life.

right as you two walk back inside to the party he looks at you.

“you know i love you right?” he asks.

“i love you too jeno.”

—

send me a prompt!

[spacedys]

huhuhuhu uuuhmmmm

tae young cuddles. imagine like,,,,,,,, lying on top of his chest, his arm wrapped around you protectivelyto keep you in place, and then hestarts running his fingers throuhj your hair…….gn omg i would submit right then and there

gn that sounds literally so comfy omfg i love that

[eondragon]

I had a dream that someone came up with a new emoticon and it was super popular and it was literally just “>: [upsidedown lawnmower emoji]”

[caliculusbright]

An ally [ Yoosung x reader ]

ok not gonna lie, watching The King’s Avatar on Netflix really made my hand itch to write a drabble about it so there will be a lot of references to it since we don’t know too much about LOLOL other than it’s a MMORPG :(

To Yoosung, there’s nothing more exciting than opening LOLOL and starting a new adventure with his guild mates. He logs in and sees that the entire game is talking about this new player who’s been dominating the record leaderboards across the various quests, he was about to type in the guild chat and ask who this person was when he saw a message from his guild buddy.

Yoosung! Did you see? There’s this new player and they’re making your records look like paper

Yoosung frowns, he couldn’t believe it. i mean he plays LOLOL everyday It just didn’t make any sense and he was determined to find out this person and have a 1v1 duel with them, afterall, they might be able to beat his record due to luck, but a one on one with the rank #2 player? Tough luck. Everyone is calling them ‘The record breaking LOLOL player’

“The record breaking LOLOL player? Not a chance.” Yoosung laughs, he sends a friend request and notices that it was immediately accepted. They were online. His plan was about to unfold, he DMs them.

SupermanYoosung: 1v1 with me

DustDevil: k.

You sat on the other end of the screen, finishing the third red bull can that day. Headset over your ears and hands itching towards the keyboard and mouse, the battle starts

In 40 seconds, the words ‘Defeat’ flashed acrossed Yoosung’s computer screen and his jaw dropped to the floor.

“Did I just get steamrolled...?” He asked, not that there was anyone but himself to answer him. He starts to wonder how the fuck he just lost to a noob who barely started playing yesterday, a notification interrupted his thoughts

DustDevil: i had fun :)

He was speechless. That passive aggressive smiley face confused him even more, hestarts to believe that you were hacking because he was so convinced that no way a noob could beat him.

SupermanYoosung: No way, you’re hacking.

DustDevil: no lololol, you just suck.

SupermanYoosung: I don’t believe it

DustDevil: and how am i supposed to make you believe me?

SupermanYoosung: Where are you from?

DustDevil: Seodaemun, why?

SupermanYoosung: Isn’t there a really big PC bang there? Meet me there and I will believe you.

Your eyebrows furrow, is he really that stupid? it was just a game yet he seemed so adamant about you being a hacker that it was actually funny.

DustDevil: HAHAHAHAH ok, when and time?

SupermanYoosung: Tommorow, 2PM. Unless you’re scared that I’ll find out you’re hacking, I’ll see you there.

DustDevil: ofc, can’t wait to beat you irl lol

He couldn’t wait to rat you out as a hacker, it was probably some fat stoner who does nothing but eat potato chips and drink soft drinks behind the screen.

So imagine his face when he arrives at the PC bang to see it empty save for one person, you.

“She?..No way.. They’re probably just late” He talks to himself, again. His eyes never leaving you, you were just so beautiful.

“Hey!” The girl calls, her voice was sweet and kind, his heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

“H-Hi..?” He asks, in a questioning tone, not sure if you were talking to him “You’re talking to me right?”

You laugh and his heart feels like cupid shot an arrow at it and his mouth twitch into a smile. he made you laugh, at the expense of his own stupidity.

“You’re the only one here besides the owner, who else can I be talking to?” You reply, smile never fading away from your face. truth is you knew that was Yoosung and you knew that he didn’t know you were the one who destroyed him yesterday. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh? I’m waiting for this person who’s hacking in LOLOL, they beat me in 40 seconds! That’s like, not even humanly possible” He angryly spits out, a pout on his face. He was about to continue about how he was the ranked 2 player in the world but your laugh interrupted him again and at that moment he wished time would repeat itself.

“DustDevil?” You perk “That’s me, how about I prove you wrong?” With that, you swivel the chair back to face the screen and your eyes travel up to Yoosung who’s jaw is on the floor once again.

And prove him wrong you did, every single round that the two of you played, you won. This went on until the PC bang was going to close and both of you were getting chased out by the angry old lady at the counter. He had no excuses, you were better than him and as you were packing up your things and putting the headset back at it’s stand he apologised.

“Hey MC? I’m sorry for thinking you were a hacker, it just didn’t make any sense to me how anyone could be better than me at LOLOL.” He sheepishly says, a blush forming on his cheeks.

“No worries, I had fun today.” You smile at him, walking out of the PC bang, you felt a hand grab your wrist, you turn around and is greeted by Yoosung.

“And one more thing.. if you’re not busy tommorow, would you like to meet here again? I get it if you have a boyfriend because you’re so funny and amazing but I would really like it if we could do this again” He blurts out, clearly without much thinking because not even a second later he covers his mouth and all color fades from his face.

“Of course, I’ll see you tommorow? Same timing” You smile and tip toe, planting a kiss on his cheek and all of a sudden his cheeks flush a bright red.

You walk the other direction, leaving Yoosung infront of the PC bang stunned but soon after smiled like an idiot the entire way back home, of course not forgetting to brag about it in the RFA chat just to piss off Zen about getting a date before he does.

Aaaa I did it.. My first ever drabble,, I hope you liked it! <3

[isabellaofparma]

can i ask what your problems were with endgame?

Oh, boy. I’m just gonna start out with saying that I’m more of a casual fan of Marvel and I’m less invested in the characters than some but it still hurt at certain points.

My biggest problem was how they treated Thor’s character. They turned him into one, big, fatphobic joke. He was the punchline of every single joke in that movie. And every time I thought ‘Oh, finally we are getting serious, we are gonna dive into his depression and PTSD!!’ the movie went ‘Nope, another cheap joke at his expense.’ It was painful to watch and I don’t think I will ever do so again precisely because I can’t watch what they have done with Thor. They tried so hard to be funny like Ragnarok was but instead they just ruined everything about him. Also there was not enough Thor/Valkyrie. I loved them in Ragnarok. Although, I’m gonna say that I mostly enjoyed Thor’s scene with Frigga. They were sweet.

And then there was Steve’s ending which just… didn’t make sense. I’m sorry, but it didn’t. I adored Steve/Peggy but we have moved on from that relationship movies ago? Peggy had a life, a husband, children. And Steve? He spent years with his friends and team in the present. Years!!! He has known them far longer than he did Peggy and I just don’t see how he could leave them? And while 2019 is far from perfect, which I’m sure is true for 2023 as well, I cannot imagine living in the present and willingly going back to the 40s. Steve himself has said he likes current things. He has started becoming a part of it. And all that goes out the window? Don’t even get me started on the plotholes the timetraveling causes and are we just meant to believe he’d leave Bucky, (you know, the Bucky who he had 3 movies dedicated to, who he started wars for) in the hands of Hydra and let the same organization fuck up his wife’s life work? And obviously I’m a bitter little Steve/Bucky shipper on top of all that. Because after every CA movies I just… can’t see Steve leaving Bucky behind.

I also wanted more Carol. I went in thinking we are gonna see her a lot and she is gonna have a major role but she disappeared early on and only showed up at the end. But I know I shouldn’t complain about that because some characters didn’t even get lines…

The one scene I can say that stood out to me was the final battle. That was genuinely amazing.

TL;DR: I selfishly wanted more for my favourites.

[incorrect-worthit]

Steven: You know, I can read minds.

Andrew: Really?

Steven: I’ll show you.

[Hestarts focusing intensely. The inside of Andrew's mind is him continuously screaming.]

Steven: [falls backwards] Good gravy!

Andrew: Yeah, I got a lot going on.

[thefleshmustgrow]

Concept

After all might retires hestarts to finally gain some chub on his frail form now that yes focusing on taking care of himself instead of hero work

[quagmireisadora]

[Eonsook / Kibum] Talk it Out

The car is stalled for nearly half an hour, radio playing old instrumental music that sounds vaguely familiar but something that he doesn’t know the name of. He finishes the last cigarette of his pack, throws it out the window, rolls up the glass, and starts to drive.

In the lobby he’s greeted by the guard, who welcomes him and asks how his day has been. They exchange pleasantries like that for a while, and then Kibum waves at the man as he heads to the elevators. The marble of the walls looks recently polished. The carpet smells like it has been conditioned thoroughly. More pleasant music assails his ears as the empty lift arrives. He enters it, presses the button for his floor, then whips out his phone. It’s a habit he’s long developed. Whether it be a two minute wait or a two second pause, Kibum reaches for his phone in those nothing moments; those moments when his mind threatens to switch off but he needs it engaged for what’s about to come. There are no texts, no missed calls, no updates pending his attention. So he quickly dials the number as he exits on his floor.

“Are you here?” he asks.

“No, did you want me to be?” the voice on the other side replies, unsure.

“No, no, that’s fine. I just got home,” Kibum reassures. “Hey, when you’re here – just text me. I’ll be down.”

The call ends at that, and now he is standing at his front door. He nearly reaches for the doorbell in his absentmindedness. But as he realizes that would be weird, he keys in the number lock and the door clicks open.

Eunsook is upon him immediately. “Sorry, not yet, not yet, don’t come in yet. Just – wait for a minute,” she says, then shuts the door in his face.

He frowns, stutters a befuddled wh-what? But he waits. Five minutes pass in the silence of their lobby before he tries again. There is the muffled sound of beats coming from their bedroom. He takes his shoes off with unnecessary caution, carefully shrugs off his bag and quietly hangs his coat on the hanger in the entryway. He looks around the deserted living room, peeks into the uninhabited kitchen, cranes his neck to check the verandah. “Y-yeobo?” he calls out tentatively.

“Come on up,” she replies.

Kibum puts on his house slippers and advances towards the staircase, the thumping music getting louder with every tread he passes, every riser he leaves behind. He has an inkling of what he will find once he is in their bedroom, and the sight of Eunsook in soft green lacy lingerie is not unexpected. 

She stands with her shoulder against a wall on the far side of the room, head tilted as if saying why are you standing all the way over there?

Kibum starts to shake his head, face suddenly alight at how beautiful, how stunning his wife looks in that. But right now is not the time. “Yeobo, listen – hold on…” he puts his hands up in front of himself. As if he is surrendering himself to her and to all of this – the heady music, the scented candles, the dimmed lights, the silken sheets. He is surrendering himself but he isn’t giving himself up. “Y-yeobo—” he tries talking over the beats.

“Shh~” Eunsook saunters over and places a finger to his lips. It travels to his collar and begins unbuttoning him. “Just sit down: here,” she leads him to a low bench in front of the dresser and takes his shirt from him. “Sit here, yeah, like that. Relax.” It comes out sounding line an order, not a suggestion. Her eyes are a dark amber in the lighting. Her hair is gossamer midnight. Her lips are soft and coloured a light orange. Her breasts appear to be tightly bound – almost straining to get out of her negligee. Her lashes are think, casting shadows on her shimmering cheeks. Never before has Eunsook looked so inviting.

Her hands run along the length of his thighs, bunching the cloth up as they near his crotch and then stretching it when they travel away. Kibum stares, nearly forgetting himself. He watches her through his gradually inflating lust and is about to bend forward and kiss her. But there is a buzz in his pocket that wakes him from his reverie.

He jumps up, provoking a shocked sound from her, walks to the music stand and switches it off.

“Baby,” Eunsook is confused. “What’s… what’s the matter?” She closes the distance between them again, reaching out to caress his forehead they way she always does.

“I…” Kibum gulps. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this tonight. I know how much you want to make this a special night, I know—” he nods, holding her by the elbows. “But this is very important. I need to tell you right now.”

Eunsook’s expression changes from jumbled to apprehensive. “What…” she nervously begins. “What is it?”

Her husband looks at her, looks at the way she looks back with trust; with absolute and undying trust. Eunsook has never been as unquestioning with anyone else as she is with Kibum. This is what made them fall in love in the first place – that they bring out unexpected qualities in each other. They bring out the best in each other. This is why they married, and faced no objection from their families, heard no backlash from relatives and friends.

Kibum thinks of all this and wonders if he is about to make the biggest mistake of his life. “Yeobo, I’m…” he begins. “I’ve been seeing someone else--f-for a while now.” He blurts it out, and then waits for the recoil on it.

“I know.”

Eunsook’s face is calm and reassured all of a sudden, as if all her uneasiness was somehow transferred onto Kibum by touch. She slips from his grasp and walks to her wardrobe, rifling through her clothes and bringing out a silk robe.

He watches her with alarm he tries to tamp down, so that she can’t tell from his face how utterly shocked he is in that moment. “You...” he frowns. “You knew?”

She nods confidently, and talks as she ties her robe up. “Her name is Choi Minjung, twenty-six years old. She lives in Bundang-gu in an apartment with two other girls, but she has family in Incheon who she visits often.” Eunsook pulls her long hair over a shoulder and begins braiding it. “She works in the same building as you, and you two have been having an affair for a year. Quite a beauty, isn’t she?” she asks, looking up at him.  

“H-how...?” Kibum begins.

“Does it matter?” Eunsook counters, then shakes her head as if answering her own question. “What matters is I know,” she bobs her head in affirmation. “I know.” Kibum’s disquiet only deeps as his wife smiles pleasantly, strolling around the room as she swings her hands, clapping them when they meet before and behind her. She does this whenever they’re meandering through the park, making idle talk - he has never seen her do this at home and it only worsens how he feels.

“You know,” she begins, conversationally. “I read a story once. About a woman who fell in love with a man. This man - he lived hundreds of years before her, so she never met him, never knew what he was like. Never had any contact with him besides hearing stories of him. Sounds crazy, right?” she checks before she goes on. “People around her called her crazy, too. Asked her: that man. He doesn’t exist. How can you love someone that doesn’t exist?” Eunsook shrugs dramatically. “The woman would say: I don’t need him to exist to love him. I don’t need a body,” she motions with her hands, walking over to where her pajamas lie folded neatly, and pulling a pair on. “I have enough love in me to only think of him,” she taps her temple. “Only keep him in my thoughts and love him anyway.” She stands with her hands on her hips for a moment, staring at the floor. “Love beyond the limits of existence...” she mumbles.

Kibum is suddenly disappointed - in himself, in her, in everything that has happened today and for the past year. He is disappointed beyond measure. “Yeobo...” he tries.

“Hey, I’m fine,” Eunsook waves him off. “I’m fine, whatever.” She walks towards the bed and plonks down on it. “I mean, it’s your choice, really. If you want her to move in with us, if you want to move in with her. Whatever you want - I’m happy with whatever you want.”

Kibum wishes he had more cigarettes left in that pack. “I…” hestarts, then purses his lips, considering a retreat. But no, he has made a promise, and he will go through with it. “I am… I’m going to leave. You,” he confirms. “I’m moving in with Minjunggie, she’s picking me up in a few minutes,” the nickname comes out sounding stupid at a time like this. “The house is yours, anyway,” he says. “And… and if you like, I can leave the car here too.” 

“No, I’ll be fine,” Eunsook tells him. They stay silent for a long time, steeping in the gracelessness of it all – an ill-timed confession, a despondent acknowledgement, a pathetic declaration. And then Eunsook suddenly brightens up uncharacteristically. “We should get you ready to leave, then,” she says, and enthusiastically darts for the storage, wheeling out his suitcase and opening it up on the floor. 

“H-hey, I’ll do that, you should—”

“I always pack for you, though?” Eunsook responds in simple terms. He watches her as she meticulously folds his sweaters and his shirts into the bag, stuffs socks in the corners and layers scarves above the set, lovingly running her hands over the fabric once or twice. “Remember to keep warm now, it’s going to be winter soon. And don’t forget to wear gloves when you’re going out at night – you know how you always forget,” she mumbles instructions as she packs his belongings and when she’s done, she zips it up and looks at him. “You’ll have to start taking better care of yourself now that I won’t be around to nag you,” she jokingly says. 

“I’ll… I’ll have Minjunggie with me,” Kibum immediately regrets opening his mouth. But Eunsook maintains her sweet façade. “You—you take care of yourself too,” he tries to fix the damage. She shows some sadness for the first time at that, and reaches out to him, hugging him lightly before stepping back again.

“Go,” she says, swiping at her cheeks with her thumbs. “Go on,” she encourages. 

Downstairs, Kibum loads his belongings in the back of Minjung’s car. He looks up at the living room window one last time. 

 Eunsook immediately hides behind curtains and weeps harder.

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Petar Pavliš Basson

Petar Pavliš was born in Zagreb, Croatia in 2008. At age of seven hestarted play the flute and last year he finished elementary musicschool on the flute. Three years ago he started learning bassoonwith prof.Ivana Lovrić and now he is a student of the first grade ofhigh school „Pavao Markovac“ in the class of prof. Lovrić.During his vocational training, he won several first prizes atnational and…