#i need them to all give me a kith

[sp1rit-realm]

god, i love asian women

[minminyoonjii]

Hi hi! How are you? I hope you're doing okay!

just wanted to ask if you could write more of very little!reader, like maybe how ot8 reacts to them slipping into babyspace for the first time by having an accident.

This is my first ask ever, so with that I also want to say that your blog literally gives me so much comfort and I’ve probably read everything on your blog so far haha.

Thank you for writing stuff like this~

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Hurt/Comfort|Domestic Settings|Fluffy|Soft Reassurance Fic|Crying|Wetting Self|Skzoo Drama|Gender Neutral! Reader|Changing Mats Spawn|Tooth Rotting Sweet

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.8K

Bang Chan

Toys scattered around you. "Up, up, up," you babbled, stacking the blocks higher. Giggles erupted past your lips when it all came tumbling down. You started building it again, your bladder uncomfortably full. "Daddy?" you called out but Chan didn't reply. You've never been to the bathroom without your Daddy before. "Gon' wait," you mumbled, trying to play with your blocks before the aching need to pee grew bigger. "Daddy!" you wailed when you couldn't hold back any more. Pee drenched your shorts and playmat. Chan stumbled into the room, his shoulder hitting the door, "Little one, are you okay?" he asked, his heart pounding in his chest. Your cries didn't halt even though he was in the room. Chan carefully picked you up and bounced you in his arms, "Shh, shh. Daddy's here. Daddy's here, baby," he cooed, trying to coax you. Babbles of sobs spilt from your lips. Chan hooked his chin over your head, "It's okay, little one. Daddy will change you and we can cuddle up, hm?" he said, carrying you to the changing mat. You sniffled, suckling on your pacifier as he changed you out of your damp clothes. Chan cooed, "Are you feeling better, bubs?" he asked, wiping you down. You squirmed under the cold wipe, "Hhgh," you whined, trying to kick him. Chan chuckled, using the powder puff, "Don't try to kick Daddy, little one," he said, sliding the diaper up your back. You squirmed, staring up at him with pitiful glossy eyes. "My little baby," Chan said, lifting you back up.

Lee Minho

You crawled around the living room, your quick motions jolted the kitties around you. "Soong Soong," you called out, trying to catch Soongie's tail. Giggles spilt from your lips as Soongie swat his tail against your cheek. You plopped yourself down, catching your breath. "Meow," Dori mewled, nuzzling your lap. You gently patted him after being taught by Minho about being too rough. You pressed your legs together, your bladder threatening to burst the moment you relaxed. "Hhgh," you whined, trying to crawl to the bathroom but it was too late. Tears weld up in your eyes with a hint of shame and fear. "Mama, mama!" you cried, staying in your crawling position. Minho peeked his head from the kitchen, "Cupcake?" he questioned, turning off the stove. You looked up with splotchy tears, "Mama," you hiccuped, your head pounding from crying too hard. Minho gasped and carried you in his arms, "My little cupcake, did you have an accident?" he asked, bringing you to the changing mat. You suckled on your thumb, staring up at him. Minho undressed your damp clothes, "Oh, your little eyes dilated haven't they," he cooed, powdering your sensitive parts. You giggled when Soonie jumped up onto the changing mat and nuzzled your face. "Nom," you whispered, trying to bite his paw. Minho chuckled, carrying Soonie off you, "No biting the kitties, cupcake," he said, easing your feet through the diaper holes. You squirmed but Minho eventually managed to have you diapered up.

Seo Changbin

Skzoo's surrounded you, "Kith, kith," you said, holding Dweakki up with Jiniret. You giggled as they smooched, "Muah," you said, pairing Leebit with Han Quokka next when you felt the urge to pee. "Hhgh," you whined, getting up with wobbly legs. "Nee go fast," you whimpered, wobbling to the bathroom but your bladder relaxed. "Hic," you sniffled, standing in the puddle. "Look what Baba made, agi," Changbin said, not noticing the mess until you sobbed. He set the plate of pancakes aside, "Aigo-yah. It's okay, agi. Baba will clean you up, hm?" he said, carrying you. "Made mess," you sniffed, burrowing into his shoulder. Changbin rubbed your back, "Every little makes a mess once in a while, agi," he reassured, laying you on the changing mat. You felt your mind get heavy, the hazy clouded your senses. Changbin noticed a slight twinge of intrigue in your eyes. He held up a diaper and your eyes widened at it. "Did you slip?" Changbin murmured, placing a clean diaper on your chest. You gripped and tugged it, soft babbles echoed within the the room. Changbin cleaned you up and rubbed cream on your inner thighs, "Can Baba have the diaper back, agi?" he asked, his palm open and patient. You happily placed it in his hand, "Bah!" you exclaimed, trying to suckle your fist. Changbin chuckled, strapping the diaper on, "That's right, agi. I'm your Baba," he cooed, rubbing your tummy.

Hwang Hyunjin

"Tickles," you giggle, snuggling Kkami on your lap. You nuzzled your face into his fur. Kkami playfully licked your cheek. "Icky," you whined, wiping your cheek when he accidentally stepped on your tummy. You yelped, not realizing your bladder was full. You tried to get Kkami off but he just wanted to play, "Kkami off," you whined when he accidentally pressed down on your bladder. You hiccuped as pee trickled. Kkami barked at the pooling messy you say in. Alerting Hyunjin into the room, "Lovely? Is Kkami being a brat again?" he asked, going towards you when he heard a splosh. He tilted his head, "Ahh. An accident," Hyunjin realized, carrying you up. You pouted against his shoulder, "Kkami didn't want get off," you complained, making Hyunjin chuckle. "Bad Kkami," he said, kissing your forehead. You felt yourself get smaller when he towered over you on the changing mat. You wiggled your feet, loving the way he doted on you. Hyunjin cooed, placing a teether in your hands, "Chew on this while Papa cleans you up, hm?" he said, powdering your sensitive part. You didn't know how long past but Hyunjin carried you back up, "All clean," he said, placing you down in the crib. You whined at the lack of presence. Hyunjin kissed your forehead, "Papa will clean up and come back. Promise," he said, linking fingers with you.

Han Jisung

"Appa?" you called out, crawling around the kitchen. You looked into the living room and Jisung wasn't there. You jutted your bottom lip, "Appa?" you called out again, your voice twinged with worry and fear. You whined and found yourself trying to peek outside, "Pretty," you whispered when a bird flew into the window with a loud thud. You flinched at the sound, tears pooling in your eyes as you peed yourself scared. Your wails made their way upstairs, "Appa's here! Appa's right here," Jisung said, stomping down the stairs with a towel around his waist. You sniffled, "Made mess," you said, rubbing your eyes. Jisung frowned, carrying you, "It's okay, sweetie. Messes are normal," he reassured, rubbing your back. "Do you want to bathe with Appa?" he asked, kissing your cheek. You nodded, "With duckie?" you asked your word slurring by the minute. Jisung took notice of this change as he walked up the stairs, "Of course, duckie," he said, setting you on the counter. You sat still as Jisung undressed your dirty clothing, "Clean up time," he cooed, giving you a quick deep clean. Your giggles echoed within the walls, "Quack, quack" you babbled. Jisung chuckled, drying you up, "That's right, sweetheart. Ducks go quack," he said, laying you on the changing mat. It didn't take long for him to efficiently change you, "You smell all clean," he cooed, pampering kisses on your tummy. You giggled, trying to pull his hair. Jisung smiled, "Sweetie, Appa needs his hair. The bald look isn't for me yet," he chuckled, holding you close.

Lee Felix

"Sunbeam, mommy made brownies," he beamed, carrying a plate towards you. "Nom," you said, biting your teether. Felix chuckled, "Yes nom," he said, tugging the teether from your mouth as he fed you a piece. You wiggled, enjoying the dessert, "Mommy has to check his PC. Will you be okay for a second?" he asked, stroking your hair. You nodded, distracted by yummy brownies. Felix chuckled, "Be good," he said, sprinting up to his room. You sipped on your sippy cup, finishing the water inside as you laid on your tummy to play. "Hhgh," you whined as your bladder filled up. You stood up with shaky knees, your bladder sending shocks up your body with each step. "Hah," you said, as your breath hitched with pee trickling down your legs. "Mommy!" you shouted out, holding the cabinet for support. Felix sprinted down the stairs, "Yes, sunbeam?" he replied, instantly noticing your dilemma. Without another word, he laid you on the changing mat, changed your clothes into a Bokkari onesie and slipped a pacifier in your mouth. Your mind felt heavy and hazy at his attention. Felix chuckled, patting your diapered bottom, "Eepy time, sunshine," he chuckled, rocking your body. Sleep etched on your eyelids, somehow coaxing you to sleep. Felix chuckled, "Mommy knows best," he said, kissing your forehead.

Kim Seungmin

You looked around the living room for stray skzoos'. You don't know how Jiniret ended up behind the cabinet but there he was. "Puppy, puppy," you whispered, sticking your arm under places to find them. "Eh," you whined, trying to tug back your arm but it was stuck. "Hhgh," you whimpered, tugging harder but it hurt. You sobbed, "Dada!" you cried, sobbing hard enough that your bladder gave way. Seungmin furrowed his eyebrows, looking for you when he noticed your position, "Munchkin!" he exclaimed, gently easing your arm from under the chair. You sobbed, crying into his chest in relief. Seungmin cooed, rubbing your back as he pulled the changing mat over, "You're okay, little munchkin," he said, changing you out of your damp clothes. You sniffled, curling your hands into fists as he placed mittens over your palms. Seungmin chuckled, lifting your hips as he tapped you up, "Wittle munchkin's like you should have mittens," he said, tickling your tummy. You squirmed, pouting at him. Seungmin grinned, laying you on the couch, "Dada's getting the mop, okay? Don't roll off," he cooed, placing a pillow beside you.

Yang Jeongin

"Jiniret, I love you," you said, holding Dweakki up. Jiniret scoffed, "I'm in love with another," you giggled, turning Jiniret away. Dweakki kneeled, "Who is this man?" you asked, moving Dweakki's hands over his eyes like he was crying. Jiniret turned back, "He. Is. Foxi.ny," you said, making Jiniret and Foxi.ny kiss. Dweakki lay on the floor, "I lost to the maknae!" you exclaimed, playing a kdrama outro. You wiggled your hips, "Need pee," you whined, getting up to the bathroom. You tried opening the door but it was locked. "Hhgh," you whined, doing the pee dance as you held your crotch. Whines spilt from your lips as you ended up peeing down your shorts. Jeongin opened the bathroom door, his phone blasting Spotify, "Angel?" he questioned, seeing the puddle beneath your feet. You sniffled, glaring at him through your glossy eyes. Jeongin's heart clenched, "Oh no. Ninnin's sorry, angel. He didn't hear you," he said, carrying you to the changing mat. "Aigo," he cooed, wiping you down and rubbing powder on your inner thighs, "I'm sorry," he said, tapping the diaper around your waist. You stopped glaring when Jeongin placed your pacifier past your lips, "Sorry, little angel," he sighed, cradling you to his bare chest. You nuzzled his smooth skin, comfort coating your mind. Jeongin nuzzled your hair, his chin hooking your head, "My baby angel," he whispered, kissing your forehead.

[endlessthxxghts]

Babes you already know. Smutttaaaay!!! Let’s go with Frankie, and I would really love for you to include a food item. Not saying it HAS to be caramel, but like, also not saying that. 😉 ILY and I am SO FREAKING PROUD OF YOU. You write your bootay off and feed us all. You deserve it!

Please accept 1,000 kiths from me to you. 💋💖

Comfortable

Frankie Morales x afab!reader Can be read as a standalone or in association with Liquid Gold.

Summary: Frankie helps fulfill your craving for s'mores. SMUT 18+ MDNI: food play (melted chocolate), slight soft dom!Frankie, neck kissing/hickeys, vaginal fingering, finger sucking, cumming untouched.

A/N: @katiexpunk, MY LOVE, I LOVE AND APPRECIATE YOU SO MUCH. I'M GIVING YOU 1,000 KISSES RIGHT BACK. I'm also giving you 1,000 (maybe slightly more… but I won’t tell if u don’t🤐) smutty words right back. 💋💋

MASTERLIST || L'S 1K CELEBRATION

It wasn’t often you craved s’mores, but when you did—God, did you need them immediately. Frankie knew right away there was no battling you on this even though you two were in the middle of cuddle time, so with a kiss to your forehead, he told you he’d set up the bonfire while you dressed into something more warm. 

Padding to your room, you change into your usual bonfire outfit—a two-sizes too big sweatshirt paired with your favorite flannel pajama pants—then you make the trek to your backyard to Frankie basking in the orange glow of the flame, all the s’more ingredients placed on the chair beside him. 

He smiles at you, opening his legs further, patting his lap. You make your way to him, and with his hands on your hips, he turns you around to face the fire, settling you to sit on the inside of his thigh. 

“I’ll have mine after yours, baby, get your fix first,” Frankie tells you, placing a kiss on your shoulder as he places a fluffy marshmallow on the skewer.

“Okay, baby,” you beam, turning your body more to face the fire—your ass directly on his crotch at the change in position. Frankie nearly chokes on his spit.

After a few more seconds, you’re sitting back up, the friction against him enough for a breathy groan to escape his lips. “Done! Ready for the assembly, baby, can you-” 

Only then do you take him in, your eyes meeting his pained expression. “Baby- are- are you okay? Am I hurting you? I could pull up another chair-”

You move to get up, one hand still holding the skewer slightly over the fire as you look back to Frankie behind you, but his hands wrap around your thighs, keeping you atop of him. 

“No,” he cuts you off. “Don’t- You’re- you’re not hurting me,” he tells you. 

“Are you sure? Really, if this isn’t comfortable-”

Frankie sits up a little straighter, a little taller now, his face closer to yours. He stops your rambling again. “Querida, does it feel like I’m uncomfortable?” He asks, voice an octave lower. 

As soon as the question leaves his lips, you realize how hard he feels beneath you. You realize then, too, that his gaze isn’t pained. No, it’s aroused. Your heart skips a beat, a tiny squeak of an oh escapes you. “No, I guess- I guess not,” you whisper. 

Suddenly, Frankie’s clearing his throat, trying to erase his dirty mind to help you satisfy your s’more craving. He reaches to the seat beside him, grabbing the graham cracker rectangle and breaking it in half, laying a piece of already semi-melted chocolate onto the cracker before he sandwiches the marshmallow, squishing it tightly so you can pull the skewer out. 

Setting the skewer down, you grab the s’more from him, taking your first bite. As you relish the pleasure hitting your taste buds, Frankie’s hands are on a mission, settling on the insides of your thighs and pushing them open, guiding each of your legs to sit on the outside of his. He doesn’t go further yet, just sits there rubbing on your thighs as you eat. 

Halfway through your dessert, you feel his hand start to make its way higher, his large hand cupping the entirety of your mound through your pants, his tongue licking a stripe up your neck. 

“Frankie,” you whimper, pausing your work on your s’more. 

“Shh, just-” he breathes, rubbing your clothed pussy in a slow, circular motion as he speaks. “Just finish your s’more, baby, don’t mind me.” 

You can’t help the way your hips thrust into his hand, your body already hotter than the fire burning not even 3 feet away from you. “Please,” you cry again. 

“Finish it, baby, I’ll give you what you want when you do,” he breathes. You can feel his cock twitch underneath your ass, only spurring you on more. 

Utterly distracted, you didn’t realize just how tight you’re squeezing the poor sandwich, so a big glob of melted chocolate plops right on your face—from your bottom lip down to your chin. 

A frustrated huff of disappointment leaves you, turning your head to Frankie with a pout. “Baby, my chocolate,” you whine. 

His free hand glides up your body, settling on the base of your neck, his long finger nudging your chin to look at him. “Mírame,” look at me, he rasps, his tongue coming out to lick up the chocolate on your chin, bringing himself all the way up to your lips, pulling you in for a sloppy, chocolatey clash of mouth. The last bite of your s’more now forgotten as it falls to the floor, you reach to grab onto the wrist of the hand that’s rubbing you while your other hand plants itself in his messy curls, keeping him flush against your lips as you both swallow each other's desperations. 

He breaks away, sucking and releasing your bottom lip with a pop as he goes. “So damn sweet, querida,” he moans into you, bringing his mouth back down to your throat, biting and sucking as his fingers make their way inside your pants, passing your clit to lather his fingers in your slick before he comes back up and continues his slippery assault all over your pulsing bud.

“Oh, sh- shit-” you squeal, your hips thrusting wildly against him, the pleasure overtaking every inch of your body. A particular nip to the sweet spot of your neck has you reeling, Frankie taking that moment of weakness to slide his two fingers inside of you easily, the feeling of a stretch prevalent but all too consuming to register as any kind of pain. 

“Fuck, baby-” his deep voice grumbles into your neck. “Feel so good wrapped around my fingers like this, honey, oh, fuck-” 

His own hips start to move, his length rubbing against the swell of your ass, his own pleasure starting to cloud his brain. 

In the corner of his eye, he sees the chocolate beside him, apparently a bit too close to the fire because it’s now a melty gooey mess in its wrapper. Way too addicted to a sweet mess with you, he can’t stop his free hand from reaching over to the chocolate, and squeezing the melted sweetness, spilling all over your neck—his tongue immediately laps it up as you moan and writhe on top of him. 

“Yes- yes, Frankie, please, m-more,” you sob, your breathing as erratic as your hummingbird of a heart. 

“Yeah? My sweet baby wants more?” He asks, biting the lobe of your ear. “Where do you want it? Here?” He licks your neck. “Or you want it here?” His finger makes its way to your mouth, tapping on your bottom lip, your mouth immediately opening to allow him entrance. 

A whimper leaves your throat as his finger finds itself on your tongue. “Oh, sweet girl,” he breathes, his hand slipping away from your mouth momentarily. 

You were expecting him to bring the chocolate to your mouth, but instead you’re met with two of his fingers—completely covered in chocolate, all for you to lap up. “Just want something in that pretty little mouth of yours, huh, cariño? I got you, sweet girl, open up for me,” he whispers, his long fingers already hitting the back of your throat, your eyes rolling back at the sweet, full sensation in your mouth. 

You’re quite literally rendered speechless now, pornographic squeals and moans unrelenting as he continues to keep your mouth and pussy full. A familiar tingle at the base of your spine flickers, growing brighter and brighter as his release approaches. 

Your whimpers grow more desperate as your pussy flutters around his digits—he knows you're close. “Alright, baby, alright, baby, come on now,” he coos, his fingers leaving your mouth, your lips and chin covered in your overproduction of saliva. He puts his own fingers into his mouth now, drinking you in but also making sure all the chocolate is gone, he now brings those fingers down to your sex, rubbing on your clit as his other hand continues to fuck you towards your high. 

Turning your head to him, your tongues meet first, hints of sweet cocoa mixed with a flavor that’s all Frankie—your orgasm hits you hard, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you grind yourself against his lap, his hand and your pants completely soaked in your arousal. He moans with you, his hips shaking against your own as a slight warmth floods your lower back. 

Fuck. He just came. 

You both come to a halt, sitting in your own messes for a minute to let your hearts sync to a slower beat. You pull his hand from your pants, bringing his finger up to your mouth and sucking it clean. You can hear a low groan from the back of his throat. You turn to him. “Sweet,” you say. “Wanna try?” You ask with a smirk. 

“Cheeky,” he mutters, bringing his fingers up to his own mouth, licking your spend clean. 

Too caught up in each other’s embrace, you forgot to tend to the fire, now just a pile of barely glowing wood, a shiver racks your body—particularly your drenched, lower body. 

“Are you sure you’re still comfortable like this?” You repeat your sentiment from earlier, a hint of amusement laced in your voice. 

“Yeah, no, baby, I think we should go inside and clean up,” he says, kissing your temple. His hand makes its way down, cupping your sex once more. “Still haven’t had my dessert yet.” 

You shoot up from your place in his lap, pulling him up and hastily making your way to the bathroom. “Let’s get going, then, baby, I don’t wanna keep you waiting,” you say, mischief written all over your face.

End note: God, someone lock me in a room with Frankie and a bunch of messy foods, please and thanks. Katie, baby, I hope this does our food play delulus justice. Many sloppy kisses for u. Thank you everyone again for being on this journey with me, for supporting me, for interacting with me. I know I say it a lot, but truly, there are no words to describe my endless amount of gratitude I have for you all. Thank you. More requests were sent in!! Keep on the lookout for those!! Please do let me know what you guys think, too!! I love hearing what you guys think about these lil stories :-)

[darkbluekies]

Hedwig asks #2

Previous one Concept: I've put multiple asks into one post to avoid too much loose posts on my account! This way, you have more to read too<3 Warnings: none?

I'm growing a love/hate relationship with Hedwig blue, I live her because she is just everything but on the other hand she is so hypocritical, she makes me feel a certain way. You are an amazing writer you're doing what you need to, to make a reader feel a certain way

As long as I've awoken a reaction in you, I'm happy :>

Would Hedwig be a Loona stan

Yes she would and her favorite would be Gowon.

Omgg i love hedwig so much, love girl yanderes💘💕Her being a girl does raise up some problems for her own self tho, imagine her trying to confess to darling and darling thinks shes just saying that she loves them like a friend lmaoo Hedwig “i love you darling!!!!!!!💘💘💘💘💘”Darling “omgg!!!! love you too bestie 🥰 “Hedwig “no, i LOVE you, ALL the homo”

Haha omg, poor thing would get so frustrated. She would try and try to make you understand that it's not just "i love you bestie" it's "become mine or I'll make you mine", but your bright smile while saying it back would put her off guard.

"I ... I love you too ... bestie."

I love Hedwig so much I want to give her kith kith

she definetly wants some kithes, go ahead

HII I LOVE HEDWIG SM SHES VERY CUTE (def not on gunpoint)

hm yes, absolutely not on gunpoint huh

me to hedwig: bitch is that my sweater

Hedwig to you: yes it is

I like to imagine hedwig with a reader who speaks a foreign langauge they talk affectionately to her in it, then as a surprise for her darling. Hedwig learns the language just to find out they have been saying the most offensive things possible to her they can think of. 🤣

She'll be letting you know that is hurt her and guiltrip you until you apologize and make it up to her. You think you're funny? think again, hedwig will make you regret it big time.

I think the reason i really, really enjoy Hedwig as a character is because she's the one you don't see. The others are pretty open about their yandere-ness, kidnapping you and murdering people right before your eyes. But Hedwig ? You could spend years by her side, living your cutest homely life and never notice anything. Except you can't help thinking that something feels just a little bit off.

Exactly. You could live such a normal life with her and never know that anything is wrong. But every now and then, there's just something that you can't explain.

Hedwig seems like the type of girl who mess around with those love calculators or name combiners. She'd probably refuse to show you the results unless the calculator said you two had a 100% chance of being in love or getting married in the future

Haha yes totally😭

[chattersstuff]

You don’t understand how bad I need an absolute fatherly bear hug from this man and dad cuddles from him. I’ve cried about it. I kid you not that I cried because I want Miguel O’Hara daddy (not sexual AT ALL.) love please. There’s like 4 Dad!Miguel O’Hara x Daughter!reader fics and I read all of them in an hour. I need more, i need Angst to fluff with him and I need to be held by him so bad. I don’t care if him treating teen!spider!reader as his daughter or if the reader is adopted or it’s biological I JUST NEED IT (if anyone writes anything with dad!miguel x daughter! Reader or if you see any new ones tag me and I’ll give you a BIG F A T kith on the lips😚) I NEED TO BE CRADLED IN HIS ARMS AND THERE NEEDS TO BE TEARS PLEASE

[hongcherry]

Lunch Visit || csc (m)

"Seungcheol's a busy man, so you decide to bring him lunch. However, you end up staying longer than you planned."

👔 Pairing: ceo!Seungcheol x Reader (afab)

👔 Ratings/Genre/AUs: M(18+); Smut, fluff, office au, established relationship

👔 Warnings: Lots of kithes, fingering, oral (f. rec.), dom!cheol, light breast play, unprotected safe (be safe!), rough sex, also soft sex for 0.5 seconds, dirty talk, creampie, cum play, a sexy pic is sent, desk sex

👔 Word Count: 5.3k

👔 Beta: @playmetheclassics Indigo, you beautiful hooman. Thank you so much for thoroughly looking over this for me! Your comments made me laugh. Please accept my hug *opens arms* 🥰

👔 Author's Note: My first ever svt fic is here!!! I have a handful of svt wips, but I FINALLY got one finished (thank goodness) 😭 I'm really excited to show you all what I've been working on, but for now, here is ceo!cheol hehe. I hope you enjoy.

seventeen masterlist | main masterlist

The way to Seungcheol’s office was a winding path.

You would think the CEO’s office would be more accessible, but you supposed he was too busy to deal with minuscule issues his subordinates may have. Thus, he needed to be in a secluded area away from everyone. If everyone were to go to him with their problems, he would be working 24/7, if possible. However, it felt like he was working that long now anyway. This was why you found yourself outside the meeting room he was supposedly in—thanks to the receptionist.

Having been told his meeting ended three minutes ago, you pushed open the door without knocking. You figured he was lingering inside because he was gathering his materials before he left. You didn’t expect to be greeted by Seungcheol’s booming voice, sharp and annoyed.

“…have to push back our deadline because they want to change the conditions? Again?! Tell them no. They should’ve gotten their shit toget—Yn?”

Seungcheol stopped in his rant when he finally turned to see you at the door. His eyes immediately took in your not-so-professional attire. You had planned to hang out with a friend soon, but you wanted to drop off food for Seungcheol first.

“Hi, Cheol,” you greeted with a smile, eyes glancing at the room full of employees. You shifted uncomfortably under the stares. Most of them were looking at you with wide eyes. It made sense. You didn’t recognize them and weren’t dressed appropriately to be in the building.

You averted your gaze to Seungcheol and said, “I thought you were done with your meeting.”

Although his eyes softened at seeing you, they were still fierce—body hot from dealing with stupid people all morning.

“I’ll be done soon. Go wait for me in my office,” he instructed and started to walk to you. He dug a hand in his slacks, pulling out his keys and placing them in your palm. He glanced at the bag you were holding but didn’t say anything.

“I have to go soon; I just wanted—” 

“Ten minutes, alright?” he said.

“I don’t know if I can wait until then,” you replied.

Seungcheol took a deep breath. He didn’t want to snap at you, but his patience was already too low as it was.

“Five then. Go to my office, alright?” He sighed, gesturing out the door.

You chewed on the inside of your cheek. You could tell he was trying hard not to be too demanding.

“Fine,” you grumbled and turned around.

Walking to his office, you passed by Wonwoo’s room. You didn’t know him outside of work, but he was always friendly whenever you visited Seungcheol.

This time you knocked, waiting for a response before pushing his ajar door open more.

“Hi, Wonwoo,” you smiled.

He sat behind his desk, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as his eyes glided across the screens in front of him. He peered up when he heard your voice. He looked surprised to see you.

“Hey Yn, it’s nice to see you,” he replied, pushing away from his desk to give you his full attention. “I think Seungcheol is still in a meeting.”

You pointed in the direction of the meeting room, a small laugh escaping as you replied, “Yeah, I just came from there.”

“Oh,” he said sheepishly.

“I just came to stop by as I wait for him to finish,” you explained.

“You’re welcome to sit,” he said and gestured to the guest chair.

You obliged, setting down the bag and your purse. Like all your conversations, the context was light. Between asking about work updates and his recent lover, you passed the time quickly.

“I thought I told you to wait in my office.”

You snapped your gaze up; the words on your lips died upon hearing Seungcheol’s rigid tone. It was obvious he wasn’t pleased with you being here.

Your mouth dipped down. “It’s boring in there alone.”

“Hm,” he paused to look at Wonwoo, “I expect those files to be sent to me within an hour.”

“Hey, don’t be harsh on him, babe. I’m the one that disturbed him,” you said as you stood up with your belongings.

“Which is why I told you to go to—”

“Your office. Yeah, I got it,” you grumbled. You glanced at Wonwoo, giving him an apologetic smile. “I’m glad you’re happier, Wonwoo. Thanks for the chat.”

Wonwoo grinned as he rolled himself closer to his desk. “Thanks, Yn.”

“The files,” Seungcheol reminded Wonwoo. Wonwoo nodded, waving you goodbye when Seungcheol guided you out of the room.

You followed next to him as he walked to his office. The silence was unsettling. Glancing at him briefly, you noticed his jaw was clenched and lips angled downward more than usual.

“Ba—” you started to say.

“Wait until we get inside,” he simply ordered.

You’re not sure what you did wrong besides interrupting his meeting. You understood he was probably stressed, but you didn’t see the mistake as a big deal. If he had taken the lunch prior, he could’ve gotten back to work instead of talking to you.

Once Seungcheol shut and locked his office door, he moved you to his chair while leaning against his desk. You placed your belongings on the floor as he loosened his tie. He then placed his hands behind him on the wooden surface.

“Why are you mad at me?” you pouted, sinking into his comfortable seat.

Seungcheol sighed. “I’m not.”

“You’re acting like you are,” you huffed and furrowed your brows in puzzlement.

“You just came on a bad day,” he explained, hand coming up to rub his temples. “Why did you come anyway? Dressed like that too.”

“Don’t sound so thrilled,” you said sarcastically. “Also, what’s wrong with my outfit?”

“It’s not appropriate here,” he answered, hand falling from his face.

“I didn’t think I had to be dressed in slacks to come to see you,” you argued. He’s never had an issue with your “inappropriate” attire before, so you wondered what changed. 

“People were staring,” he muttered, lips returning to a frown.

You chuckled silently in realization. “My little jealous baby,” you cooed.

“I’m not,” he fussed.

“Oh, that’s good then. I’m going to meet Jun once I leave by the way,” you said.

Seungcheol narrowed his eyes. “Why?”

“Because he’s my friend,” you giggled, seeing his change in demeanor. “I’m actually probably late, so I should get going.”

Seungcheol reached down to pull you up and into a hug before you could leave. You smiled, knowing he was definitely hiding his jealousy. Your arms slid under his suit jacket, and you began to rub his back.

“Don’t go,” Seungcheol mumbled into your neck. “I’m sorry I was rude to you.”

“I’m not going to spite you, Cheol. I had already planned to see him. I just wanted to drop by to give you lunch before I went,” you explained. “I know you’ve been busy.”

You enjoyed teasing him, but you didn’t want him to think you were doing something to upset him purposely.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

You stayed silent for a moment as you felt his body gradually relax in your hold. When you felt he had calmed down, you slowly pulled away enough to see his face. You offered a small smile, tucking the hair that was in his face behind his ear. You let your hand rest on his cheek after.

“Do you forgive me?” he questioned.

“You can make up for being mean to me,” you suggested softly.

“How?” he asked, hands gripping your waist firmly so you couldn’t move too far.

You pretended to think, eyes raising to the ceiling momentarily as you thought. 

“Five kisses,” you finally said.

“Only five?” Seungcheol asked playfully. You smiled at hearing his light tone. You were glad he was happier, even if it was just for now.

“Depends how good they are,” you said and leaned forward. His lips were a few inches from yours.

“They’re always good,” he scoffed lightly.

“Let me be the judge of that.”

You pressed your lips against his gently. However, Seungcheol was too anxious to go slow. He pressed you flush against him as he slipped his tongue between your lips.

He switched your positions, so you were against his desk. Your hands went down his back before landing on his ass. You gave him a mischievous squeeze that had him biting your lip in return. You giggled as you pulled away.

“We’re going to be here a long time if you kiss me like that, Cheollie,” you said. “You have four more to go.”

Seungcheol lifted you onto his desk, hands resting on the surface so he could lean closer. “That was my last meeting of the day. I’m all yours, baby.”

He kissed you again, but you pulled away before he could deepen it.

“I don’t believe you,” you replied. Hearing how annoyed he sounded earlier, you felt he had things to tend to today.

Seungcheol smirked, a small sigh leaving his mouth. “Always so smart.”

He gave you a quick peck before moving away to type something on his computer that resided on the adjacent part of his desk. While he did this, you pulled your phone out to text Jun that you’d be running late.

“There,” he announced and put his computer to sleep. “Now, I’m free.”

You set your phone down, arms coming up to hook around his neck when he returned. “Two more.”

“Two?” he asked, confused, while putting his hands on your hips.

“You just gave me another one, so yes, two.”

“That wasn’t even a kiss,” Seungcheol said, words dragging out.

“I still counted it. Two more kisses, then I’ll let you get back to work.“

“We’ll see about that,” he muttered before crashing his mouth on yours.

Smiling into the kiss, you wrapped your legs around his hips. Seungcheol’s hands rubbed your sides. His thumbs brushed against the underside of your breasts each time, making you yearn for his touch more.

You tore away from him, breathing a little heavier. He stared at you with hooded eyes.

“You’re slowly being forgiven,” you teased.

He raised a brow at you. “So, you admit my kisses are good?”

You laughed at his tone, finding him cute despite his slight smugness.

“I think I need one more to know,” you replied.

Seungcheol gave you another kiss, tongue pushing past your lips quickly as he made out with you fervently.

“Okay,” you giggled when he pulled away. “They’re good.”

“You were just being complicated,” he huffed. Your gaze glanced down at his swollen lips and then to his eyes. He was watching you closely, chest rising and falling quicker than usual. You really were lucky to have him.

“Maybe,” you smiled. “That was five, lover boy. Now, get back to work.”

You placed a hand on his chest to move him away, but he stayed still. You tilted your head at him.

“Move, Cheol,” you said in case he didn’t understand that you meant now.

Seungcheol shook his head, a hand sliding down your body until it was nestled between your legs.

“I’m not done with you, baby,” he growled lowly.

Your mouth fell open in a gasp when he started to circle your clit. Seungcheol leaned down to press open-mouthed kisses on your neck. Your hands moved to clutch his sides, pulling him closer as you spread your legs to accommodate him.

“I thought you s-said we couldn’t do this here anymore,” you stammered, a small smirk on your mouth when he tugged down your shorts.

He pulled away from your neck to mutter in your ear, “No, I said you couldn’t be so fucking loud.”

As soon as your shorts and underwear were on the floor, he kneeled. His hands gripped your thighs and shifted you closer to the edge of his desk. One of your hands immediately went to his hair, clutching it and pushing his face toward you. His tongue glided along your slit before his mouth connected with your clit.

Seungcheol gave you a pointed look and slowed his ministrations when you moaned a little too loud. You bit your lip in response since you didn’t want him to stop.

Once you quieted down, Seungcheol continued. His tongue lapped at your arousal, eyes closing briefly as he savored your taste.

You watched him in awe. You loved seeing how enthused he was whenever he was between your legs.

“This isn’t what I meant when I said I brought you lunch,” you quipped.

Seungcheol flattened his tongue, slowly gathering your slick before he stood up. He made a show of swallowing, and you shook your head playfully at his act.

“Maybe not, but I’m enjoying my meal very much,” he murmured. He slid his fingers between your folds, coating them in your wetness before pushing one inside. “You taste so good, baby.”

As a small moan slipped from your mouth, you shifted your hands down to his slacks. You unbuckled his belt quickly.

“Yeah?” you asked, feeling an odd sense of pride at the compliment.

He nodded as he chuckled and put another finger inside. He pumped them slowly. You whined at the slight stretch, needing to feel his cock instead. You pushed down his zipper and moved his pants and underwear out of the way. Your walls squeezed around his fingers at the sight of him. You reached out to spread his pre-cum before slowly rubbing his shaft.

“M-maybe you can bring me lunch again next week,” he mumbled, trying to keep his focus on your words rather than your hand.

“I can do that,” you smiled.

He grinned back and pressed his lips on yours again. His fingers started to move quicker, causing you to moan into the kiss. Seungcheol smirked, added another finger, and continued his fast movements. You were so focused on his hand that you had to pull away from the kiss to cry out, your hand pausing on him.

Seungcheol was quick to press his other hand on your mouth, muffling your moans as he gradually decreased his speed. He pulled his fingers from you but kept his hand against your face. His other hand gently took your hand off his cock.

“You’re gonna stay quiet for me, or else I’ll send you on your way out without cumming,” he threatened lowly.

You answered back, but it wasn’t very clear. He moved his hand and nodded for you to repeat.

“But you like it when I’m loud,” you whined.

“Today, I just want to have you all to myself. I want to be the only one who hears you,” he explained, hands trailing down to the top of your off-the-shoulder blouse. He tugged it down until just your bra was exposed. It had your arm movements restricted; raising them too much would push the material back up.

You started to pull your arms out, so you could move better, but Seungcheol stopped you.

“I like you like this,” he said. His hands tugged down the top of your bra, a small smirk forming on his lips when your breasts were freed from their confinements. “So beautiful.”

Seungcheol shifted a few objects on his desk before carefully laying you down on his desk. He didn’t bother undressing as he situated himself between your legs, length in hand. You attempted to prop your feet on the desk but had little trouble finding your footing.

“Here,” he said and guided your legs around him instead.

Your face heated at his readjustments. “T-thanks.”

Seungcheol smiled at you, kind and loving as if you had just said something precious to him. He aligned his tip at your entrance and leaned over you. It had his tip pushing into your entrance. You whined at the feeling, moving your hips in hopes of feeling more. However, he stayed put.

Seungcheol slid a hand behind your neck and gently lifted you slightly. He moved his face so it was mere inches from yours. Your elbows rested on the surface to be more balanced.

“I love you,” he murmured.

A grin broke out on your face. “I love you.”

He gave you a sweet kiss as he gradually sank into your heat. The feel of his cock filling you up had you tightening your legs around his waist. Seungcheol let you push him closer, deeper; his groan got lost in your mouth.

Slowly, he started to rock into you. The kiss grew sloppy with each snap of his hips. Eventually, he broke it off, mouth ajar as he basked in how you fit so well around him.

“C-Cheol,” you whimpered, hands finding a hold on his wrists that were within reach.

He stared down at you while he started to speed up. There was a thin coat of sweat beginning to form on his forehead. He adjusted himself, so he could move deeper. The position had him hitting a particular spot that made you moan loudly.

For the second time, Seungcheol covered your mouth to silence your sounds.

“You don’t listen, do you?” he asked. However, his hips suddenly slammed into yours. It had you crying out again. The smirk on his face told you it was purposeful; he wanted to hear you be noisy despite his words. His other hand moved to grip one of your breasts. Your hands moved to hold onto your shirt, needing to hold onto something.

“No one listens to me,” he huffed, suddenly recalling the events from earlier. He had been trying to close a deal for five months, but each time he tried to finalize everything, the other person would change the conditions. He was tired of going back and forth. Not to mention, some of his veteran employees have been making rookie mistakes lately. He was just fed up.

You moaned into Seungcheol’s hand when he squeezed your breast harshly. He bowed his head, hips snapping at a brutal pace. His mind was consumed with all the annoyance bottled up in him the past few weeks. He needed to let go of his frustrations. He was tired of everything going wrong around him.

Except for you. You always treated him right.

Seungcheol slowed down once he realized how rough he had been. He moved his hand from your face, eyes searching yours.

“S-sorry,” he breathed heavily. “Are you okay?”

Although you felt sore from where his skin was hitting yours, you were fine.

“Yes,” you replied. However, you grew worried for him. Seungcheol has been rough with you before, but this time felt different.

“Are you okay?” you questioned.

Seungcheol sighed, resting his head against your chest as he held you close. You moved your hands to caress his head; you didn’t care that your shirt had risen because of it.

“Is it about work?” you asked.

“I just need this deal to go through. It’s been going on for months,” he complained.

You petted his head soothingly. “Maybe you should find another place if they’re difficult.”

“I can’t. This place will benefit us greatly.”

“Hold in there then, babe. Hopefully, they’ll come around. If not, I know you’ll still be successful without them,” you tried to reassure. You didn’t completely understand all his business practices, but you knew you hated seeing him so upset.

Seungcheol lifted his head to look at you. “Because I have you.”

You giggled softly and cupped his cheeks. You gave them a subtle squish that had Seungcheol whine.

“No, because you’re really smart and hard-working.”

“But you motivate me to do better,” he replied.

Smiling, “You do too, Cheollie.”

“I like when you call me that,” he confessed quietly and leaned down.

“I know,” you murmured, raising your head to meet him for a kiss. You felt his lips spread into a grin.

He steadily began to roll his hips again. This time his pace was gentler. He pulled away and moved onto his hands again, eyes briefly glancing down where he slid into you and then to your face again. Seungcheol’s brows were drawn together in concentration.

Your hands moved to his forearms and said, “You can go faster. I’m okay.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he replied with a shake of his head.

“You won’t. I’ll tell you if you are, alright?” you reassured.

He stared at you for a moment, hips faltering. “You promise?”

“Yes,” you said.

Seungcheol nodded. You were anticipating him to pick up where he left off, but instead, he slipped out of you. Your legs unhooked from around him, and you sat up. You looked at him confused. You could already feel how sore you’d be after this was all done.

He peeled off his jacket and tossed it to the floor, spreading it out before turning to you. His arms wrapped around you and lifted you off his desk.

“Oh,” you said, surprised, and wrapped your arms around his neck.

Seungcheol carefully laid you back on his jacket on the floor.

“Better?” he asked as he settled between your legs.

You had to admit your legs were aching at having been in the same position for a while. Although the carpet wasn’t as plush as you’d like, it felt better than the hard surface of his desk. You figured he could’ve put you in his chair, but it was nice to have more room.

“Yes, thank you,” you said.

“I think I should get a couch in here soon,” he replied after a glance around his office. 

There was a table and chairs in the corner for private meetings. He had bookcases and file cabinets along the wall that took up most of his space. However, there was an empty corner he could furnish.

You laughed lightly. “I think that’d be a good investment.”

“It’d make you want to visit more,” he commented.

“And what’s wrong with that?” you scoffed half-heartedly.

Seungcheol smirked. “If you haven’t noticed, you’re very distracting.”

“Not my fault you can’t keep it in your pants,” you joked.

“Oh?” he asked, suppressing a laugh.

You gave him a challenging look. It had Seungcheol laughing at your cute expression.

“I guess you’re right,” he said. “You’re just too beautiful and mine not to fuck dumb.”

“I-I don’t become dumb,” you argued weakly.

“Should we find that out now?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock along your dripping folds.

Your hips jerked slightly when he grazed your clit.

“Buy me a new pair of shoes if you lose,” you forced out. You tried not to focus on how he was pushing into you slightly before pulling away.

“Oh, we’re betting on this? Alright. You have to buy me a new watch,” he bargained.

You rolled your eyes. “You have like five different ones already.”

“And it’ll be six soon,” he smiled smugly.

“You don’t know that.”

“Baby, yes, I do,” he chuckled confidently.

You opened your mouth to retaliate, but what came out instead was a gasp.

Seungcheol had pushed into your core abruptly. He wasn’t as abrasive as before, but he was quicker than a few minutes ago. He stared down, his eyes watching as his cock disappeared into your body. He loved seeing how stuffed he made you.

Suddenly his finger was on your clit, rubbing harsh circles that had you moaning his name and gripping the carpet.

“Always so good for me,” he praised. “Isn’t that right, baby girl?”

You nodded, walls clenching at his words. He sucked in a breath at the feeling but didn’t let that distract him. He wanted to see you babbling; he wanted to see your eyes roll back. He moved his hand and grabbed the back of your thighs. He moved them to your chest. It wasn’t the most comfortable position due to the not-so-soft ground, but your only thought was chasing your high.

“Fuck, C-Cheol,” you rasped at the deeper feeling. Your head leaned back as he thrust swiftly.

Seungcheol quickly shoved down your top again, fixing it so he could see how your beasts bounced with each snap of his hips. You felt the coil in your stomach tightening the longer he fucked into you.

“Tell me how good I’m making you feel,” he grunted.

“Y-yes,” you stuttered. “Feels so—Hmph!—good. Love your c-cock.”

Seungcheol couldn’t stop the smirk on his face. He was pleased to see how easy it was to get you to fall apart.

“Wanna come for me, angel?” he panted, feeling his own climax approaching.

“Please!” you begged.

“Go ahead,” he said.

Seungcheol moved his hips a little harder, a litter faster, until your legs were trembling, and his hips were stuttering. He cursed out your name when he came. Your walls fluttered around his cock as he spilled himself in your cunt.

The sounds of panting filled the room while you both eased down from your orgasms.

“I think I won,” Seungcheol gloated between breaths.

“Whatever,” you huffed in jest, knowing he was right but not wanting to admit it.

He smiled, leaning down to peck your lips before carefully pulling out and standing up. You stayed on the floor, tired. You could feel his cum begin to leak out of you and onto his jacket.

Seungcheol came back within seconds and guided your legs into your panties and shorts again. He slid them up your legs; however, before he fully dressed you, he gathered his cum on his fingers and shoved it back in. You mewled at the sensation but didn’t push him away.

Once he was done, he slid your clothes on.

“Keep my cum in you when you visit that friend of yours, baby,” he instructed.

Your eyes widened at realizing the intentions of his previous actions.

“O-okay,” you agreed, face heating at the thought of leaving with his seed pooling in your panties. He smiled, happy to hear that, then helped you to your feet. Seungcheol spotted a faint stain on his jacket, but he didn’t care. He plucked the clothing item from the floor and put it in his chair.

“I would make you stay longer, but you got a watch to buy me,” he said, a cocky grin on his face.

You glared at him as you fixed your top. Seungcheol just raised an eyebrow challengingly while he tucked himself back in his pants. He fixed his tie and smoothed down his shirt.

“Do you have a particular one in mind?” you asked, reaching toward him to fix his messy hair.

“Surprise me,” he shrugged. His smirk had turned into a kind smile at your gesture, his dimples showing.

When you pulled away, you poked them mirthfully. It wasn’t your first time doing so, so Seungcheol just smiled more.

“Come on, I’ll walk you out,” he said and grabbed your purse. You thanked him, taking it and following him out of his office. Some people stared at you both as you passed but quickly averted their eyes when you caught their gaze.

“I think you might get some questions,” you told Seungcheol in the elevator.

Seungcheol glanced at you, hand in yours. “Next time, I’ll have to gag you.”

“Don’t tempt me with a good time, Cheollie,” you purred and angled your body, so it was against his more. He chuckled and gave your forehead a kiss.

“I’ll get that couch ordered today,” he informed.

“Today? You’re eager for more lunch visits?” you asked.

“Perhaps,” he grinned. “But I want you to have a more comfortable place to rest when you come over anyway. You don’t look comfy when you’re napping at the table.”

You shrugged. He was right, but you weren’t going to complain when all you wanted to do was spend time with him—even when you were catching some z’s.

“I don’t mind,” you replied.

“I do, though,” he said, a little sternly to let you know he wasn’t going to change his mind.

When the elevator dinged your arrival, you moved away from him. He kept his hands in yours, not bothering to show a little PDA in his own building.

“Will you call me when you get home?” he asked once he stood near the door.

“Of course. Don’t stay here too long, okay? You’ve been here too much lately,” you frowned, staring at him with pleading eyes.

He sighed and gave you a sympathetic look. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ll be there early tonight, baby.”

“You better,” you grumbled. “Or else the watch will be mine.”

Seungcheol chuckled and nodded. “Noted. Drive safely.”

“I will. Can I give you a quick kiss?” you asked. You knew he wanted to keep the PDA at a minimum, and you wanted to respect his wishes.

Seungcheol glanced around quickly, seeing only a few people wandering the lobby.

“Okay,” he said.

You smiled and pressed your mouth against his. You let it linger for a few seconds before pulling away.

“See you at home, Cheollie,” you said.

“See you then,” he replied. You turned, but before you could take a step, you felt his hand lightly hit your ass.

You turned, quirking an eyebrow at him.

“Remember what I said?” he asked.

You ducked your head down at his question. You could already feel his cum starting to slowly seep out of your pussy. “Yes.”

“Good,” he smirked and started to walk backward. “Bye, beautiful.”

You huffed at his audacity, waving at him with a playful glare before exiting the building.

Needless to say, you were extremely late meeting Jun. You simply said you got caught up in traffic going to and from Seungcheol’s office. Jun was hesitant about if he believed you, but he let it go. At some point, you had to excuse yourself to the bathroom when you felt Seungcheol’s cum leak from your panties. Your walls clenched around nothing, unintentionally pushing more of his seed out as your saw how ruined your underwear was. You weren’t going to send Seungcheol a picture at first, but you wanted to show him the mess he made.

Cheollie 🥵 [3:31] my messy baby

Cheollie 🥵 [3:31] i’ll make a mess out of u again tonight if u let me

You [3:32] you def better be home early tonight then.

Cheollie 🥵 [3:34] 😉

You hastily cleaned yourself up, heart beating quickly with anticipation for tonight.

You hung out with Jun for another half an hour before you left. On your way home, you stopped by a candy store. Seungcheol wanted a watch, but he never specified what kind of watch. You had planned to buy him an actual one, but then recalled the edible watches you had seen as a kid. You’d buy him a real watch later. You just wanted to play with him first.

Seungcheol came home early as promised. It was peaceful for two minutes before he was pushing you against the wall, telling you how you had gotten him hard again. Thankfully, he was in an online meeting, so no one could see his growing bulge. However, the rest of the day was filled with mental images of you both in compromising positions.

You weren’t able to give him his watch until the next day, but when you presented it to him, he doubled over laughing. It was a sound you adored hearing, and you were so grateful you were the cause of it. You thought he’d eat it, however, he wore it to work that day. Something about how he wanted to have something to remember you by. It was just a plus he could have a few nibbles as a snack throughout the day. He got funny looks and a few questions about it, but he didn’t mind. He loved having anything you bought him. Even if it was just a silly candy watch.

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[heartfullofleeches]

What happens when we finally smile at him?

You kith-

Bit more like they take a bajillion picture s and send them plus a lovely email to the people that have been looking for them for months that goes along the lines of-

"Heya guysss! Betcha wonderin where I ben. Member that false d0wn3r report we sent out? Guess who snuck in an deleted the apology email then went to pay our friend a visit? It's a secret so keep it that way lolol.

Waz gonna gut the fucker and rite it off as a slip up but then I actually see them and I'm liek "o shit - they kinda cute. Maybe I don't kill them" 1 week in I'm liek "okok, bit of a vibe kiler but we can chill". That THIRD week tho... Sparks were flyin. They look at me lik [-_-] and I'm over here lik O///O <3<3<3. And then today they SMILED. We have emotion to relate to our targets, but when they showed me that- Pure luv shit rite there <3

Anywho, just showing u the baddie I pulled and makin a request to have them marked up as a codependent. They are pretty functional on their own, buuuut look at them. That smile could light up an entire room. Lit up my world. I want to see it till the day I rust. If my request is denied - kill me, bitch. I'M happy. Take me away from them - and I never will be again. I don't give a flying fuck about the making millions smile. All I need is theirs.

P.S: Soooo, is there anything going on downstairs cuz I haven't checked. Just thinkin ahead cause if yk yk. K baiii]

And that's how you end up married to a robot originally sent out to slaughter you - and a wedding party full of people (robots?) wearing smiley faces in the front row

[sharkrad08222222]

Misfits in Toyland Changeling the lost edition

I fuckin love @zal-cryptid 's Toylanders, so I decided to transfer a few into the works of Changeling: The lost, starting with someone who probably wants to be out of here. So HERE IS THE CHARATERS SHEET! ...ah shit forgot people dont know what changeling the lost is...Hold on let me get my thinking cap on, but first, a story of how I think Tammy got in and out of Arcaida.

Once(the Backstory, which I might not need to add and it probably wrong, but I aint wasting it.) Tammy Yokoi was not someone who you wanted to meet. Sure at first, they seemed ok, but give them anything important to do that she had no interest in and she would throw it aside, and probably make fun of you for thinking said task meant anything. This is what made Krampus catch his eye, where he followed her and saw how she was just The worst. Outing a Girl as intersex, outing the same girl as a Lesbian, which pretty much Destroyed her life, and being such a terrible babysitter, that she NEARLY caused one kid to die, and sad kid would have if Krampus didn't step in. Thinking of an apporeate punishment, he turned her into a tamagotchi and pulled her away into his little kingdom in Arcadia. As a tamagotchi, she was unable to feed or clean, herself, and died multiple times, only to come back and to starve all over again. This happened twice before being found, where she was thrust into many a Test to get her working, form being stuck in doom, Monkey Island, and various others, all in a way to improve her living situations. It wasn't all bad, she did meet a Woman named Mel, who got turned into a pull string Baby doll, who she grew rather fond of. but also met the girl she ruined the life of, Jen, who has an Axe to grind. Now.(Life as a changeling) She does not remember how she got out of her plastic prisons, all she remember is that Mel is in danger and she tried to stop it and she then found herself behind a pizzeria. She was quickly found by a summer patrol when she tried to get back to Arcaida, and now is a part of the local Summer court of (insert whatever big city of the state Tammy was form?) Here she is a Driven Elemental, working on getting connected with people to hopefully get back to Arcadia so she can give Krampus a piece of her mind. However, her time has changed her, form a bully to a more care taker role. She still packs quite the snark, but she does give a damn about the people around her. 

Mask and Mien Most changelings are changed form their encounter, literally as they their bodies and souls where forced into new shapes,a Mien. but exiting and the Desire to remain hidden form their form captors looking for escapees, has created their mask. Tammy’s mask is pretty similar to her origins forum, but for the supernatural looking for tells , her heartbeat is more like a Hospital monitor, her eyes show a pixelated reflection, her voice has  only the slightest hint of static.

Her Mien makes her looks like she’s been Rotoscoped into reality, with a body showing visible pixels. Not the most Terrifying but it’s unusual for sure. I would shit my self I say a person suddenly go form normal to Rotoscoped person holding rotoscoped shot gun. Seeming, Kith and Court. Seeming was you where in Arcadia Elementals were people made into forces of nature who got confined to a lined area, but eventually Freed, and now have a lot of power on their hands. As an Elemental of Code and Computer stuff, Tammy can cause computers to bleed pixels and for Monitors to shoot stuff out at people.  Kiths are the roles people got forced into. Being Eletrical in nature, and now with the ability to manipluate a code, Tammy is a Levinquick with the abilithy telaport between the air waves. Carries alot of burner phones for this. Courts are a mix of support Group and survialist club. NO ONE wants to go back, the summer court espselly, who if they keepers are going to try to take them back, they are going to fight tooth, nail, bone and Whatever else to get them to back off. Tammy Joined the summer court cuase to her they seem like the ones most likely to barg into or at least teach the skills on how to do so. For her Mantle with the courts, she is a bit sharper with her insults.

Clarity And keeping it together. Clarity represents how "stable" a changeling is, how connected they are to reality. Clarity is how aware a Changeling is to the world around them, and creatian actions or events can cause this track to take damage Tammy has a common on of not wanting to keep people against their will, cause you know the whole being trapped in a tamagotchi again her will sort of thing. Tammy also doesnt not like it when she witnesses someone experiences Neglect, cause she knows how that feels. Starvation is in the same boat as Neglect, not only for witnessing it but also for feeling it. Another things that cause her clarity attacks is being reminded of pass behaviors. She Realizes that she was bad, and does not want to repeat them, BUT rather than face them, she instead runs from them, buries them. if you think that she could fall back into old habits…you are not wrong.  Luckly though Touchstones, connections to realuty are mantianed and Clarity can be regained. Tammy's Touchstones are a group of kids she babysits for, a circle of kids if you will. was it the best idea to go baby sitting again, but it has given her Convection, with the small rings of kids she baby sits over months and week ends. plus cash for paying her half of the rent. Speaking of which what do all these dots mean? If one has played any TTRPGies, like a D&D, you probably know what skills and attaubies are, Willpower is willpower, burn it to be more likly to succed at a task Glamour is Emontial Fuel that both fuels abilities and existence. but merits is where things get intresting. Merits repersnet more specialzied skills, special training, innate Biological abilities, assets of all sorts, ETC, ETC. Changelings need Glamour to survive and can feel like shit if they dont get any so, but Tammy due to the deprecation she faced in Arcadia has developed a body that take some Glamour Fasting It will still catch up with her but not as fast, at least until she can find some, hedge fruit or People she can feed form.  Having been gone for so long, she has been somewhat forgotten, her parents given up their search, and most of her fellow classmates having moved on, she’s a ghost. Pure Anonymity.  No paper trail, no Criminal Record, none of that.

Her Drive and old skills form playing baseball has come back, make her a Relentless chaser.

She’s made some Allies outside of her summer court, a group of baby sitters, mostly being their to help with unruly kids or getting them to cover for her. They dont know her true nature, but that is liable to change, espelly with one going into clown collage.  Elemental Warrior...We will talk about that later.

A mixed blessing form Her time in Arcadia, but her body has somehow Become Hardy out how to go on even when the ravages of the world are after her. but WAIT THEIR'S MORE due to the laws and red tape of Reality, changelings can take up contracts with the funablemtal forces of the universe. On the list their is the classic for all elementls elemental weapon! Using the code around her she shapes it into a weapons to use against her foes. Usually a shotgun of some sort, but with enough concentration he can summon an old Navel Cannon. Need to scare someone off? Overpowering Dread, is the ability to do just that. Tammy could Summons the illusion of a big scary monster but she usually just makes them leave though supernatural potent Insults.

Do you want to put a curse on a target, but dont have time for a HEX? Retrograde is the choice for you. Tammy's manfest , causing  the targets phone to not work, computers to crash and for the GPS to break down.  Sometimes you need to hide, or make it look like your unattiable and Trapdoor Spider’s Trick is ,well, the trick. Tammy causes any doors to appear barracked with the power of an anti virus software. Sometimes you need to make some one really pissed off, so that is why Tammy uses Sunburnt Heart is infusing someone with the anger of the sun(The sun is well known for being incredibly petty, still hasnt forgiven her kids cause they killed here dad), so using the power of the summer sun, Tammy can infuse people with the rage, and then direct those people away form her.

owever if tammy wants to use her own rage, Elemental Fury is the go too. Causing all the srceens to bleed out pixels what replate environments, while also damaging all who are caught in. A favor of hers is sending a crap ton of rude messages to a bunch of people causing them to riot in an area.

and this STILL isnt everything, but DEAR GOD I have been here for too long, and I am going to go now...and stat out Krampus.

[emtheanxiousdragon]

Our Hæth: A Wanderhome ARG

Ok so if you are any sort of game designer, whether that be a programmer for a mobile app, an artist for an indie TTRPG, or a top-tier producer at a AAA-game studio, you should read Reality is Broken by Jane McGonigal, it inspires you to make games that don’t just form digital communities or entertain, but allow a deeper connection to your real life.

And one game that I think, with a twist, could really fit McGonigal’s idea is Wanderhome, the excellent pastoral RPG by tumblr’s very own @jdragsky . This game is beautiful, simple, and a tool for telling these lovely stories about anthropomorphic travelers exploring a recovering society and finding themselves along the way.

Now, let me introduce my idea, tentatively titled Our Hæth: A Wanderhome ARG.

You make a Wanderhome character, just like in a typical game. You also make a separate Wanderhome profile that represents yourself. (this can be your actual Wanderhome character if you want to take on an alternate persona). This secondary Wanderhome character doesn't actually travel the Hæth. They represent your journey in the real world. Your second character's playbook should fit yourself and what you hope to get from this experience. My secondary character will be a Peddler, because I want to grow my personal career.

Then you get connected to a Hæth. These are shared worlds/servers that begin like all Wanderhome games (at the start of Tillsoil very soon after the end of the war) and progress from there. You can start with other players or begin on your own and find others later.

When you wish to travel to a new area, instead of randomly deciding what it should be, you base it on your current location. It can be as simple as your bedroom or as grand as the Great Wall of China! I’ll show you what I mean with where I am now.

A beautiful pond, right? Let’s turn it into a spot in the Hæth! Our first nature is based on a literal take of the area. I’m by a pond, so the first nature will be Lake! The second nature is more metaphorical; based on what you know about your location, choose a nature that describes its personality. A lot goes on around this pond, so I’ll pick Carnival. The third nature should describe the place as it is when you arrive. The calm nature of the pond today means the third nature is Field. Build the location with the rules of each nature, combined with the traits of the season, and you’ve made a Place!

In Our Hæth, each location is permanently saved into the world you created it in. If other players want to visit this location rather than create a new one, they’ll replace the third nature and the seasonal traits and set off! They can see what you’ve written about the place and the adventures you’ve had here. If you know them in real life, you can share what the real-world inspiration is. If not, you can discuss as much about it as you feel comfortable sharing.

Once you're in a Place, great! Start playing Wanderhome. If you're alone, write down what your traveler does in this place. If you're with friends, get together in person and roleplay it out, or chat together over Discord or your online forum of choice. Their characters may travel with you for a while or your paths may diverge and reconnect later. Just remember what happens so you can share it as part of your character's story. When you make a Kith, go through the regular Kith creation process and add them to your Hæth. If other players visit this Place later, they may meet your kith and will want to know what happened.

The other big ARG element of this version of Wanderhome comes with using tokens. When your character does something to create a token, you need to do something to make a token in real life. Have a list of what different actions in Wanderhome mean for you in real life. For example, when my character Camper gives away something he holds dear, that means I have to complete some professional networking. Your token action should be challenging or good for you. Change your token action as your challenges and needs change. Make them fit your life and your goals.

Take a break to complete your token action, or write it down for after the session. You won't be able to spend your real-world token until you complete your task. Once that's done, the next time your character spends a token, you can spend one too! Your token rewards are something positive to reward yourself for putting in the effort and caring for yourself, your relationships, or the world. In my Hæth, when Camper keeps someone safe from the difficulties of the world, I get to take a nap rather than work!

The months can change in small groups when you agree to change them. In bigger groups, you may set a real-world date for the change in the months. Ask the month's question to yourself and your Wanderhome character. Consider your answer a "yes" regardless of which one of you says so. When the time comes for the seasons to change, set up a party with others in your Hæth or throw your own private celebration. Just as the holiday marks a moment of personal growth for your character, take a major step forward with your own goals. As Camper celebrates the new year, I'm going to start searching for a summer internship. I'll adapt my token actions and rewards as needed, and I'll continue playing.

So long as you have Wanderhome, you can play this game. You can keep track of your Hæth in a notebook, on a google doc, whatever. My perfect version of this project would be a little website where players can join different Hæths, watch their world grow on a virtual map, see all the information neatly organized online, and connect to a wide range of people in the Wanderhome community.

Thoughts?

[vxiphoid]

⟢ PASTRY EMPORIUM ━☆

✑ twst boys with an s/o who enjoys cooking and what dishes they’d make! ft. heartslabyul

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RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

your dish is…

STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE ICEBOX CAKE !!

♫ MERCURY - BYE BYE BADMAN

- riddle doesn’t know what he’s doing to an extant. if your offering to feed him a strawberry while you work, he wouldn’t mind :D<3 ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - he’s definitely watched over treys shoulder while he made tarts so he knows how to do some things. he sticks to and follows your every word so he doesn’t mess up this delicious delicacy. ⠀⠀ - it definitely gets messy but hey, its the thought that counts. plus, he has such a determined twinkle in his eye as he mixes the ingredients together :(⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - this is a recipe that requires vanilla wafers and y’all definitely feed each other one before crushing the rest up with lovestruck smiles on your faces. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - he makes them on his own to bring to the heartslabyul tea parties and they get better every time, he’s the sweetest

“do i add the strawberries on top of the cake like, this?”

“yeah! and if you reposition them, they’re little bunnies :)”

“gods, i love you😭”

ACE TRAPPOLA

your dish is…

CHERRY TURNOVERS !!

♫ ウマーベラス - MONKEY MAJIK

- for ace, you have to get him a second bowl of cherries so he doesn’t eat the ones for the recipe… but to make up for that, listens to the playlist you’ve made together while you make your treats ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - he knows a couple things about cooking because he cooks with his brother once and a while. like to enhance the taste of tart cherries, add honey, cinnamon, or cloves, maybe all three if you really want it that way! shows off his amazing cooking magic tricks with you too ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - no doubt engulfs you in a hug from behind with his chin resting on your shoulder while you mix the glaze and adds some vanilla extract when you need it. ace lets you pin his hair up so it doesn’t get in his face as he focuses on drawing cute faces on the turnovers with the freshly made glaze. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - smooch the powdered sugar from his face please‼️

“how many cherries do you think i can fit in my mouth?”

“you’re not getting any more cherries >:[“

“aw…”

DEUCE SPADE

your dish is…

VANILLA CRÈME BRÛLÈE !!

♫ 就寝御礼 - PSYQUI

- deuce has quite a lot of cooking experience since he helps his mom around the house. he likes to keep his food simple and within his range so you helping him means a lot no matter the simplicity ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - 99% of the time he’s kissing you in a way of saying thanks when you do something for him. you get the ingredients out? kith. you preheat the oven? mwah. cooking with you is one of his favorite things now, he must say thank you, its only polite. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - he’s so neat when he cooks! if he were to spill something, he would pause to clean it up, got that from his momma. deuce dances with you as the brûlée bakes and watches movies with you while it cools down to pass the two hours. almost always has something smeared on his face. ⠀⠀⠀ - literally loves adding the sugar his brûlée with various things and addicted to making hearts on yours or, like, putting yours in a heart shaped bowl. and it would turn out SO GOOD, he likes to say that its because of all the kisses he gives you.

“here’s your brûlée by the way, i made sure i warmed it up so it might be hot”

“oh, thank you, bubba. but you didnt have to bring it to me, i would’ve came to get it..”

“you looked too comfortable :(“

CATER DIAMOND

your dish is…

SPICY LAYERED CHOCOLATE MOUSSE SQUARES !!

♫ OCEANE - RINI

- cater isn’t a fan of anything sweet but he doesn’t mind putting some sugar in yours in case you don’t like it. cooking with him really is aesthetically pleasing, music in the background, perfect lighting, and sweetness! he doesn’t have much experience in cooking so its up to you to lead him. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - he’s so energetic that it’s contagious, you both are bouncing balls of energy. also goes live from time to time while you cook together and his fans are living off of it. smears chocolate on your nose so he can kiss it off. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ - you both take so many selfies, his favorite one is the both of you touching noses with unsweetened whipped cream on them, its now his lock screen. surprisingly the most messiest in the kitchen but has a great sense of balance when it comes to ingredients. cater also finds his cooking time with you down time, a little space away from social media some days. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ - the spicy dessert looks really pretty on a serving plate so getting pictures are a must. by far his favorite thing he’s made with you, its such a comfort food for him.

“#ihavethebestsignificantother.. #iliveformyloverscooking…”

“dont actually put those as your hashtags cater😭😭”

TREY CLOVER

your dish is…

CANDIED VIOLET CUPCAKES !!

♫ SLOWMOTION - SAKANACTION

- tray is the most skilled in cooking and is known to make desserts for his younger siblings and his dorm. adores cooking with someone because he loves quality time with you even if its as simple as baking cupcakes, his favorite no less ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - he saves some extra candied violets for decoration and also just to eat in general. he’s the type to have matching aprons and tie yours for you :) he has one of those “kiss the chef” aprons in which you do give him little kisses. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ - stands behind you and cups your hands in his as your mixing the batter or frosting, he’s a little romantic☺️. tray tells you about his day in immense detail which leads to talking for hours. (since he’s usually quiet in class and focuses on his studies without getting involved in anything, he always has the juiciest drama) ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ - to get free kisses, you put frosting on your lips >:). tray also plays little jokes on you while you’re mixing the ingredients together because your reactions are the highlight of his day

“wait, don’t add the egg batter in yet, we gotta add oyster sauce.”

“we gotta add what?😃”

[extraordinarilyextreme]

today, i wanna talk about this point that i've referenced a couple times across my yrzx fics:

For the fate of the world, Wang Ye relinquished his days of peace and tranquility. To save Zhuge Qing’s life, Wang Ye could sacrifice everything beneath the heavens. (from 岁月不待人 | the moon and the tides, you and i)

i'll start during Beijing arc, when ZCL asks why WY doesn't just give up Feng-hou Qimen to the ppl who want it.

in the manhua (ch. 185) & donghua (s3, ep. 3), WY's response is vague: "for various reasons, i can't give out [that power]."

(note that the dialogue differs slightly btwn these two adaptations, but the meaning is the same)

but in the live-action (s1, ep. 22), WY clearly explains that "it would throw the ways of this world into greater disorder. this calamitous fate must be shouldered by me alone."

these lines perfectly demonstrate one of WY's most defining traits: 心怀天下 / a heart that cradles everything beneath the heavens.

we see it first during the tournament arc, when WY admits to ZCL that he didn't need to get involved in this mess—but did so anyway because the fate of the world was implicated.

WY: Actually, whatever happens to you all has nothing to do with me. No matter how terrible the world ends up, I can still protect myself and my family and keep us unscathed. So, actually, I shouldn't have come here. [...] ZCL: What you mean is that if I continue my investigation, the future of this world may very likely develop in a bad direction. Daozhang, who this "bad future" impacts isn't limited to only me, right? The two of us are neither kin nor kith; you wouldn't have come to get caught up in these troubled waters because of me, right? WY: This, involves another concept. I call it the weight of fate. [...] And you, Zhang Chulan, you hold a high ratio of that weight. Your choice will change the fates of many, many people. (LA s1, ep. 14; see also manhua chs. 121-122 & donghua s2, ep. 12)

this is the extent of WY's selflessness. and as his conversation w ZCL continues, something else is revealed to us.

ZCL: The you who could have stayed out of this matter entirely chose instead to come here and persuade me. Did you also not choose the future that would have been best for you? (LA s1, ep. 14)

that 'something' is none other than WY's conduct: 明知山有虎，偏向虎山行 / knowing full well the mountains harbor tigers, yet insisting on traveling deep into the mountains anyway. or, in other words, the practice of forging on into promised danger.

which, coincidentally, is exactly how WY praised Zhuge Liang's character during his match against ZGQ.

可他却放弃了作为一个修者该坚守的一切。就算逆大势而行，也要投身到乱世当中，只为了去救那个明知已无可救药的天下。/ But he chose to give up everything that a cultivator should uphold and protect. Even if it meant opposing the momentum of the times, he threw himself utterly into chaos of the mortals—all to save a world he knew full well was beyond redemption. 为了那个天下情愿去和天理和大势对抗 / For that world, he was willing to hold off divine order and destiny itself. 明知不可为而为，这就是他那个级别的术士作为。/ To do something knowing full well of its impossible nature—this was the practice of a sorcerer of his caliber. (LA s1, ep. 13; see also manhua ch. 110 & donghua s2, ep. 10)

with such a heart of compassion (怜悯之心, HMH's words) and sense of responsibility, WY is unlike anyone else in his generation. instead, it can be argued that the character most similar to WY is in fact one of his seniors, lao-Tianshi.

they are, at least in the LA, the only two 麒麟 in the story after all (s1, eps. 8 & 20):

and just like lao-Tianshi, it's easy to think of WY as a saint (圣人) or a god—something "above" mortal humans. he's operating on a scale (格局) far greater than anyone else in our main cast; WY is always taking the whole world into consideration, even if that's the choice least favorable to him.

(LA s1, ep. 23)

and then Beijing arc happens. and by the end of it, WY has an epiphany:

“The me who has always avoided involvement with worldly affairs has no right to speak of leaving them behind.” (manhua ch. 196; see also LA s1, ep. 23 & donghua s3, ep. 7)

he's begun to have a reckoning with his own human-ness. he's starting to realize that he's fallible, that he's ordinary and secular, that he has attachments—and, importantly, that he wants attachments. that he desires companionship (just as humans are wont to do).

and it's with that moment of enlightenment that we dive into Biyou Village arc.

because, overall, WY has not actually changed that much. he still feels responsible for the peace and safety of the world; he still wants to figure out how ZCL and FBB are related to the Jiashen Calamity. he still remembers clearly what Hong-ye said: "you are the chosen one." (LA s1, ep. 4)

and even ZGQ himself remarks (manhua ch. 228; see also donghua s4, ep. 5):

yet when ZGQ's safety is at stake, WY doesn't hesitate for even a moment:

(donghua s4, ep. 5; see also manhua ch. 228)

that is not the conduct of someone who always thinks about the bigger scheme of things. that's the conduct of someone making a choice for himself, an arguably selfish choice, to save his friend and doom everyone else.

WY would sooner give up his Feng-hou Qimen and restart the Jiashen Calamity than see ZGQ in danger. that is how important ZGQ is to WY.

在王也的心中，诸葛青的命比天下苍生还重要。/ in Wang Ye's heart, Zhuge Qing's life is more important than everyone in beneath the heavens.

and that's because ZGQ is the first of his generation to approach him. to make an effort to befriend him. to look beyond the power he possesses and also see him.

(LA s1, ep. 15; see also manhua ch. 131 & donghua s2, ep. 14)

in other words, it was ZGQ who made WY's godlike love for the world human. WY is no longer an outside viewer looking down on the plane he feels beholden to; WY is a part of this secular world, and that is why he should want to protect it.

because the red dust realm is where ZGQ exists. here is where their bond exists.

(unrelated pic from manhua ch. 196; see also donghua s3, ep. 7)

tldr: Wang Ye places the world before himself, and Zhuge Qing before the world.

— all this to say, i really am excited for s2 of the live-action, even though the casting rumors have been disheartening. Biyou Village arc is a climactic chapter for YeQing, so i hope the adaptation does it justice.

(LA s1, ep. 27)

[divinefireangel]

Hi dear¡! ♡

Can I ask SF9 how they showed their love to their partner? (Hugs, kisses, physical touches, loving words, etc)

Sorry for my english 🥺

Your English is fine hun! Plus the language is kinda stupid hehe

SF9's Love Languages 🩷

Warnings: These are what I think are SF9's top love language. Of course it is impossible for such lovely people to have just one 😔. Mention of food/cooking in Tae's. Tea is Chani's.

Youngbin

WORDS 👏 OF 👏 AFFIRMATION 👏

I will literally physically fight if anyone disagrees with me lol. Our man is so wise and sweet and his voice is just is soothing so I just think that his ultimate way to show you appreciation will be through words. Plus man's a great and creative lyricist.

Inseong

Quality time

Well, it's mostly just him trying to make you laugh by saying and making up the stupidest jokes, if you can call them that, ever. I'm also a strong believer that this man just wants to annoy you enough to start a debate with him cuz he's bored lol

Jaeyoon

Physical Touch

Maybe this is me projecting my needs maybe it is not okay idk. But let's be honest here, this man is the cutest ever and he will want to squish your cheeks, irrespective of squishyness quotient. He also likes to hug you, literally engulf you in his broad af chest and baby you although you want to baby him don't we all

Dawon

Acts of service

I just love him sm 😭. See, he's the kind to leave you sweet sticky notes with reassuring words and a drawing or something stupid on the back lol. But yeah it's all the small things that he'll do like buying you a new chapstick before your old one gets over, bringing your water bottle around even when you tell him you won't carry it, letting you use his arm as a pillow during the long car ride to your destination although it definitely hurts after some time, fixing your hair when you're distracted, etc. Bye I need a Sanghyuk

Zuho

Words of Affirmation

He is so much different that Youngbin tho lemme tell you. So Bin uses maturity and juju uses his baby voice(?) aka he does aegyo and makes you feel all mushy inside. I mean, he is cute.

Rowoon

Gift Giving

It won't necessarily be stupid gift all the time, he does give you good ones occasionally like a sunscreen stick for example. Most of the time it is something useless and weird like a spoon pillow or some shit but it's the thought that counts right?💀

But no on a real note he's super thoughtful when he gives you gifts and he thinks of it as something that'll remind you of his love when you use it.

Yoo Taeyang

Acts of Service

It could be doing your laundry or cooking for you or putting you phone on charge. It's the little things that you need in your daily life that sometimes get so difficult to manage. But don't worry, our teddy Tae is here to be your little lovely helper fairy, even if you don't ask or notice it right away.

Hwiyoung

Physical Touch

Yes he hates skinship from members but you, no. He loves clinging to you and hugging you and kissing you. He's like a mama cat and you his kitten and he wants to kith and protecc and love you so much till you physically have to be away from him lol

Chani

Quality Time

It doesn't even have to be like an eventful couple of hours. It could just be him laying on your lap taking a nap and you reading you book and playing with his hair, giving him a head massage or tracing his cute facial features. It could also be sitting on the rooftop with hot tea cups and talking about life while nuzzling into each other for warmth.

[deezbignutz]

Imma talk abt yanderes in Redacted real quick (it might not be real quick, idk yet)

Short version, I actually really like them, but I've always liked yanderes even outside of Redacted so mmyeah. I don't like all of them, but I like them 😎👍

Long version 👇

I think I like yanderes bc I want to feel needed/wanted and the thought of someone being so obsessed with me to the point of wasting their days just to get a glimpse of me is kinda reassuring that I'm not just a waste of space (it's unheathly, I know, but that's not the point I'm trying to get at). That is to say that that statement "I like yanderes" only applies to the ones don't outright harm me, don't have bad intentions, or don't have a good concept of common sense. Now I'll be listing all the yandere (all characters explicitly said to be yanderes, so not Kody) characters and my thoughts on them as a yandere. :)))

Ivan

I don't like him much, but that's to say I haven't finished his yandere playlist yet soooo yeah... The main reason I feel this way is mainly that he is very willing to beat the shit out of me if it means he can keep me in his house, which is a big red flag (yes I know all these yanderes r red flags, but beating the person you're obsessed with up? that a WHOLE other level of fucked up red flag). The character himself and all his voice acting and depth is very cool and interesting, he just isn't my type in terms of yanderes.

Regulus

No, no, no. Absolutely not, no thank you please. I also haven't finished his playlist and I don't think I will. He is like Ivan just a tad a lot a bit too much unhinged when he does what he does. Don't get me wrong, the character on its own is a very unique concept, I just can't handle him in action. He goes into the category "doesn't have a good concept of common sense" because all the fucked up shit stuff he does to his victim (idk what his listener's name is :\). So yeah, not my type thank you very much.

Blake

Yes, immaculate, I'll take this to go please. He is very sweet and is willing to destroy the entire universe and another to save me and I think thats very cute of him to do for me. No, what he did isn't very cool for the redacted universe, but he he went to death and back for me, and that makes me feel very special thx for that pooks. The first audio of his that I listened to was his confession one and by golly I was hooked already. He knows he's problematic and he knows his limits, and knows it's a lot for someone to handle and doesn't want me to have to have him around in a romantic way bc he knows he won't be able to give me space and that's just so very hot. AND he's a friends to lovers, which is one of my favourite tropes, so of course I like him. 10/10, would give him many kith kith on the lips.

Caller

Hehehhhehehhehehe, hi babes 🥰. 10000000000000/10, voice is like an angle, actions are non-existent, but he makes up for it by ordering me around and that is so very hot. And if I dare say, he has at least some common sense, that of which being him holding himself back from something and saying "...but not yet" in his cute little emo voice. He's a patient guy and that is very admirable, but he also knows how to be assertive which is also admirable and hot. Yes he’s scary, but he’s scary in a “oh shit he could do something really bad, but like, he’s kinda hot” way. He’s got no face, no name, yet I’d still let him boss me around and tell want to do. Also he gives me major Ghostface vibes and I’m LIVNG for that shit. Love this guy, he’s a sigma, would let him break through my walls and take me away to his torture dungeon, absolute smash, can’t get enough of him, give him kith kith on the lips and more, favourite yandere by far.

[killemwithkawaii]

I just tested positive for covid and am feeling ✨not so funky fresh✨ and thinking about Sal and Larry taking care of me is the only thing keeping me going 😭💕

Just imaging them bundling their pathetic sick little s/o (me) up in fluffy blankets, feeding me soup, cuddling me and petting my hair!! They are so sweet and they (Sal in particular) would be SO good at taking care of their sick s/o 🥺😷💕

“baby, what’re you doing up? Don’t worry I’ll get you whatever you need just rest”

“No you’ll get sick too 🥺” “And leave my baby here alone? Fat chance 😤”

“Open wide baby you gotta eat at least a few bites~” “such a good baby for me”

“I know the medicine is gross sweetheart but it’s gonna make you feel better!”

They would totally spoil their pathetic sick little s/o and wait on them hand an foot no matter their protest 🥺 just lots of snuggling and hand feeding and petting. Sal softly playing the guitar while Larry’s deep voice rumbles in my ear and lulls me to sleep 😩💕

- 🥚

>SO SWEET!! I especially love the part with them petting you and lulling you to sleep together... 🥺👉👈💖

>I feel like Larry knows what he's doing, having taken care of his mom whenever she'd get her yearly colds, and would make sure you had what you needed within reach, comfort you when it's needed, and otherwise give you space to rest, while Sal would be such a mother hen and would compulsively check on you any time he hears a sniffle or thinks of something you might need.... Between the two of them, they definitely have you covered 👍🍲🌡💊💕

>I really hope that with a combination of R&R and heaps of f/o love, you've made a swift recovery and you're feeling better now, 🥚 anon! 🤗💖

>In case you're not, here's a comic of Sal and I that I drew when I had covid last year (I know it's no fun at all, but a kith from those cold prosthetic lips sure does help! 🤒💖)

[tartagliad]

Get Well Soon

Summary: taking care of his partner when she's sick ;)

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Childe, Zhongli, Alhaitham, Ayato (Ganyu & Thoma mentioned)

Genre: fluff

F reader!

Warnings: coughs, pain, sneezes, and a pinch of angst in Ayato's :)

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You can't really focus on your work with your headache at present

At least.. that's only it, right..?

It came at morning but it didn't really bother, like usual illness, it barely feels like anything at start

You just thought that it's because you weren't getting much time to take a breather

But now.. you seem to catch more than that..

Ganyu already told you to just rest, but you refused since it needs to get done

She's worried so every hour or so she'll pass by to check on you :)

You may have to thank her properly later on..

It's getting darker and your work is still hasn't finished

As you immerged more with work and the pain, someone knocks on the door, who wanted to meet you at this kind of hour?

"Come in.." you told them, not even bothering your weak voice or anyone anymore, it's probably Ganyu either way

"Seems it's true then", a familiar voice rang through the room'

Stopped mid way, you turn your head to the door, it was Childe

"a-ah.. i didn't know you'll come-.." you startled

He laughs a bit, walking to you, "what? because I wasn't on your list of clients?" leaning to your desk

"ehem.. anyways, what brings you here..?" you continue writing

"I came for this..", he takes your pen away, holding it up making you pout, "h-hey, I was about to finish these", he laughs a bit "c'mon now, you should know why I'm here" Childe tilt his head

....he came here to pick you up, did Ganyu told him??

"..I'm fine.." you excused from him

Childe being himself, will always find a way to convince you

"Alright, take it then", he then step back from your desk with your pen

Not wanting to argue any further, you stand up quickly and approch him

But it only make things worse because you lost your ability to maintain your balance and you almost fell

Luckily, Childe was quick to catch you, "be careful- hah.." he then pick you up

"Let's just go home..", holding you tightly, to be honest, the thought of your comfy shared bed is something you NEED right now.. so you give in

Relieved, Childe kisses your head and walk home with you

After you both of you got home, Childe gently sit you down on the bathroom counter

He then prepares a warm bath for you and bathe you.. which helps you even further

Lovingly cleans your body and hums a soft tune and sometimes, tell some funny and interesting stories to you :^)

"Do you wanna eat, babe?" he asks you, you then shake your head, "..no.. i don't feel like it.. also Ganyu already give me something to eat before you came.." you said, leaning to him

He nodded and gently rinses you

Grabbing a fluffy warm towel, wrapping it around you and never forgetting a kith kith :3

Arriving at the bedroom, he then wears you some comfy clothes (his clothes ;) ), then he lies you down on the bed

"Better?" Childe wrap the blanket around you, you nodded

You can't hold it, you immediately fell asleep holding his hand

Guess there's nothing left to do, he lie beside you and hold you close

"Get well soon, angel.. I'll be here.."

Let's start from his perspective :D

It all started from very late at night when he suddenly woke up

In all the worlds, you can say that he's quite a deep sleeper he's a rock anw

At first, he thought you were just looking for a comfortable position to sleep, so he let it slide

But the more time passes, you didn't stop.. he then holds you gently

"Dearest.. is everything okay?" gently whispers to you, stroking your hair

You didn't answer him since you didn't even know if your sleeping or awake, everything feels too foggy

It makes him much more worry than before, so he started to shake you gently

"Dear..?" He calls again, but this time you opened your eyes

Relieved, he then ask you, "what's wrong?"

You didn't have the energy to even try to answer, so you just put his palm on your for head

He flinched at the temperature, it's.. so warm, too warm in fact

Zhongli then got out of bed, walk to the bathroom

While grabbing a cloth and dampen it, a lot of thoughts roam in his head

He knows what to do, he knows that.. but he's nervous if something much worse will happen

Bringing the cloth back to you, he gently put it on your forehead, which actually made him happy that it made you feel far more relaxed

Not long after, you then fall asleep.. Zhongli sat beside you, staying awake

You woke up later in the morning

The sun was already high up in the sky. You guessed that you probably felt really relaxed, although right now you're body is still screaming-

"Ah, you're awake.." You jumped at the voice and turned to the door, it was Zhongli

"..mmh.. hey.." you smiled weakly, it makes his heart clench a little.. :")

He gently put the tea on the nightstand, "How are you feeling..?" sitting down beside you. "..bad.." you responded, holding his hand weakly

Zhongli can't help but sigh helplessly, gently rubbing your hand, "here's your tea, it'll help you a bit.." you then nodded, slowly sitting up, he then gives you the cup

Taking a sip, you lean on his shoulder

"What's wrong?" he frowned a bit, worry filled his body more

But you shake your head, muttered a 'no' at him, "..can you stay..?" you looked at him

Your eyes glazed and soften.. far more softer than it used to, of course he can't reject it

He smiled softly, rubbing your back. Zhongli makes sure you'll be taken care of in great hands, his hands of course ;)

"Alright then, I'll stay.. as long as I can be here to help you.."

When he woke up, he immediately realised that you weren't in bed

Logically, you'll be preparing to work, so he thought you'll already outside

But it made him second guess his thought when he heard a faint cough from outside

Yet come to think of it again, it's still very early in the morning-

Alhaitham then gets out of bed and leaves the room

"y/n," he called while walking around the hall to the living room

His worry started to grow because there was no respond to you, instead he was greeted by another cough

Without thinking any longer, Alhaitham rushed to the sound

It takes him to the living room where he saw you lying on the couch with a blanket on and face horribly pale

"y/n.." he kneel down beside you, scanning you, "what's wrong? how are you feeling?"

You shake your head as a response, "..haitham.." you muttered weakly

"I'm here, I'm here.." he hugs you, gently rubbing your back

You slightly pant from the fever you have, you already have a cooling patch on your head, in which you newly changed it

"Do you need anything?" he asked softly. You looked up at him, your glazed eyes actually made his heart hurt a bit..

"..need you.." closing your eyes, the headache you have is too painful to bear, making you drift to sleep

Alhaitham nodded and stayed by your side, soothing you every time you started to feel uncomfortable

Although through times, he'll cook something for you and comes back after that

Once you wake up, he'll help you eat.. don't worry, he'll feed you since you don't have the strength :)

He'll always make sure that you always take your medicine, whether you like it or not..

Haitham just wants you to feel better quickly.. he lonely since you're sick, okay? :(

It's also because the way you whine or move around in pain hurts him further :")

Your colours are also whipped off from you.. made you look pale and helpless..

"Love, why did you slept in the living room..?" he asked you

You then looked at him.. "..my cough was a big trouble.. so.. I decided to sleep outside since it's.. far more open.. - " you then got cut off by your cough, which, to be honest.. it sounds so painful to him..

Get well soon, baby :(

"Be sure to take your medicines, i promise it'll make you feel better.."

"My lord.." Thoma came to his office

Ayato looks up from his papers and responded him, "hmm? what is it Thoma?"

"..y/n is terribly ill.." he told him sadly, lowered his head a bit

Did he heard Thoma correctly, his pen immediately dropped from his hand, breath shaking

"Where is she now..?" Ayato asked, Thoma then take him back to your shared bedroom, he followed him immediately

Thoma opened the door and Ayato immediately can smell the scent of illness in the room

What scares him more, is your body lying on the bed, face pale and weak.. frail like a flower..

Why is that? ... Let's just say that it reminded him of the times when his parents are lying weakly on their beds

Looking at your current self reminded him of his ill mother..

Thoma excuses himself and closes the door, leaving the two of you alone

He wastes no time and checks up on you, gently touching your forehead, it's very warm..

You can feel his touch and slowly stirrs awake from your slumber, "Ayato..?"

He jumped a bit because he didn't expect that.. "hey, darling.. how are you..?" he asked whilst gently stroke your hair

His gaze soften, you then weakly leans to his touch, "..a little.. weak.." you then got cut off sneezed to your elbow, "..sorry.." you sniffled

Ayato gently lie himself down beside you, you tilt your head, "..you're not gonna.. work..?" he shake his head, "no, I wanna stay here with you.." he then kisses your forehead, hugging you

You nodded, closing your eyes and merged yourself to him

He would watch every movements you made

He'll help you drink, tucks and warms you if you're cold, and helps you eat

Besides that, Ayato also asks Thoma which medicines that you should consume

Worries so much that he can't even sleep, or even think about work

Everything on his mind is about you, he's scared of losing you.. :(

Seeing you started to smile a bit everytime you woke up slowly makes him happy

So.. be sure to kiss and give your time to him after you recovered, okay? :D

"How are you feeling..? Gotten any better? I can ask Thoma to bring you something to eat if you're hungry.. I'll be here to look after you.."

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(A/N: hello! how y'all been doing?? I'm so sorry for not posting again :"), i need a bit of time to get back after all the college hectics.. I'm also PROBABLY got shadow banned :") ...this inspo comes when i was sick back at December.. my dorm was medicine scented for a week, and i wanna write this since i need something fluffy.. :) that's all from me, i wanna say that i also closed the requests for now because there are quiet a lot of them :^ byee have a great dayy!)

[minquiec]

GOOODDD morning min nation it's One Am and I'm pushing Hobie little spoon agenda 🦅🦅🔥🔥💥🎉🎉❓👌🫶👍👍

It's one am are we shocked

Anyyays

This is, literally just personal hc cause ajbbdsjjj so it's gonna be a stretch in more ways then one bc my brain is deluded into thinking they are in a romance tgt 💃💃 so maybe ooc cause I wanna see them be sweet till my teeth rots in my mouth

I like remembered this doodle I did back a while ago and I sat up in my bed in cold sweat to type this out before I forgor it's thos one

It still makes me a little nauseous with how much it makes me AAUUUEEEGGHHFHHHHRKKKKKEJJKE 🤧🤧🤧😭😭😭😭‼️‼️❓‼️❓‼️❓‼️❓ but that's besides the point

hobie likes receiving affection

Obviously he's a big giver of it but givers still wanna be receivers some!!!times!!!!!

Bro wants to be cuddled ok it's been a while since he's felt that warm and cozy ahrhhrvvgrvg he's a big fan of tucking his head jus under her head and into her shoulder cause like

Her skin can surround his face if that makes sense

Skin warm -> warm make happiii -> yippe 🎉🎉

He also likes it cause usually she starts scratching at his neck or patting his back cause he's just a lanky dog

Also likes it for the reasons of her face being close without him having to maneuver around tm

it's either cause,

one. he can just kinda look up and he can see her

see gf -> YAYYYY 🗣️🔇🗣️🔇🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

two. ez for kith cos he likes it when she kisses his face

kith ->

three. it's long winded but

I think he likes hearing her say his name

...

Uegrhghueueu crying noise

Bc she says it so nicely and so affectionately it makes him feel a little giddy and wanna throw up in excitement a little (maybe not but I just talk like this leave me be)

It sounds like that to him is bc SHE rlly likes say HIS name

She thinks its cute

Like the 'ie' at the end??? Are you kidding me?????

She gets a little embarrassed to say it sometimes cause she feels too strongly Abt it that it makes her aaghrhkkjgnk and explode internally but when she does say it oiuuuuhhhhmuuuuiiogoooddd

Makes her want to squeeze him till he pops like a balloon but affectionately

Went on a little tangent there but reason three is

It's so she can just kind of like repeat his name for no reason

And everytime she does he kinda just gives a mumbled 'mmh' back (I'm going to cry)

She says it w sm fondness that it IS her term of endearment for him

"hobie" "mm?" "hobie" "mmh" "hobie" "mh."

Literally can't do this anymore im in both despair and incredible joy simultaneously

Not my proudest post but a girl needs to be insane sometimes (all the time actually)