#i’m always so taken aback XD

[roselise]

Cannot handle your pretty face or your pretty pierced tummy 😫🥰🥰🥰

Welllll . . . I cannot handle how nice you are! ♡

‘Cause honestly I couldn’t even figure out what to say at first!

:”)

You’re so silly, my friend! Yet still very sweet. ♡

I appreciate you saying this, and for liking my outfit today. c:

So would you like a hug?? (Or two? Three??) ♡

You took the time to say something nice I mean, and that’s pretty amazing! (So few people choose to say nice things in this world I mean — so it is to me at least!)

Thank you so much for brightening my day! I’m wishing lots of love, happiness, and wonderful things for you in return. ♡

Stay safe, and take care, sweet anon ~ ! XOXO

♡🧁 ✧ .. ˚ 🎀 * · . . 🤍🌸

[miguelswifey04]

pleaasee i wanna see how miguel would react if gabriella got a B- in spanish 😭😭 (like the one w rio n miles yk) bonus point if reader is latina 👀 im self projecting xd

LMAO yeah he’d probably be flabbergasted…

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miguel was a super supportive father whenever it came to gabriella. miguel and you supported her in anything and congratulated her when she had such good grades. but when gabriella had invited you and miguel to the parent-conference you come to find out that your daughter had gotten a B- in spanish. the principal was going over every little detail and showing gabriella’s transcripts—all her grades were perfect except spanish.

you being the calm and collected mother found it pretty hilarious—ironic even. you were born and raised by a mexican mother and an african american father but your first language was spanish. while miguel, was irish-mexican being fluent in spanish and of course in english. both being bilingual parents you taught gabriella both of best worlds and it did stick with her. maybe it was the fact she may have struggled on the expressive part of the language rather than receptive aspect of it. you side glanced at gabriella who was nervously smiling at you and miguel; miguel had concern etched all over his face and flabbergasted to say the least.

you gently squeezed gabriella’s hand and whispered, “it’s okay mija! just try to study more next time. i’m sure you’ll do great.” you were always an encouraging mother but miguel seemed to be slighting twitching in his seat. “what do you mean you got a B- in spanish, gabriella?” he leaned forward to meet gabriella’s gaze while she played with the straps of her backpack as she slightly bounced her leg up and down.

“i just did, perro pa no te preocupes, por favor.” she tried to calm down miguel who was taken aback to his own daughter receiving a B- in spanish. how could she? he thought to himself as he always did try to speak more spanish to her and teach her every now and then. honestly, it was more often that he spoke spanish to his wife and daughter, then in english. miguel calmed down a bit and fixed his glasses that were sliding off the bridge of his big nose. he leaned back letting the chair take in all his frustrations and worries. he inhaled and exhaled a couple times then nodded, “okay gabriella. it’s fine, just like your mother say just study next time,” he patted her head gently with a small smile cracking in the corner of his lips. you nodded happily that miguel, you husband, was understanding. everyone is not perfect and it’s okay to make mistakes. we all can learn from the mistakes we make no matter how big or small they are.

“gabriella, mi amor, grades are just one reflection of our abilities. you are so much more than a letter on a report card. your worth is not defined by a single grade,” you spoke up as miguel and you were holding gabriella’s hand, giving your own daughter words of encouragement. miguel decided to take it upon himself to sit his daughter down and go over spanish. it was a team effort, and you knew miguel could never stay mad forever at his only precious daughter.

[mrcavill88]

Inner demons

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Male Reader

Summary: There’s something so dark and attractive about a man who could kill you in a heartbeat. Even though Bucky’s twisted mind is healed, remnants of the winter soldier are still there. You and him have been through hell and back together, but his recents outbursts of anger are really starting to fumble your relationship

Word count: 2.9k+

Warnings: 18+, age gap (reader is 18, Bucky is 102 XD) abusive Bucky, alcohol addiction, face slapping, yelling, begging, bondage, whipping, daddy kink, skin sucking/kissing/licking, nipple play, genital licking, fingering, crying, vibrator usage, unprotected sex, breeding, fluff

A/N: Hey everyone! I’m back with another fic: my very first Bucky fic. This is one is definitely, interesting, to say the least. Thank you all again for all the support you have shown me, hope you enjoy;)

Bucky Barnes

The man of the hour, the one true love of your life, someone who made you feel stable - did I mention an ex-assassin with over two dozen credited murders?

You never were 100% sure about being safe around him. Sure, he was... insanely attractive. His soft and short brown hair, the dark blue sapphires he had for eyes, pearly white teeth, chiseled and muscular body, and his deep voice; his mere presence was enough for butterflies to flutter around your tummy. But Bucky's dark history was always a thinking point for you.

"What if he goes crazy and tries to kill me?"

"What if he goes on another rampage and starts murdering everyone?"

"What if he doesn't love me?"

Your intrusive thoughts never got the best of you, but a single thought of Bucky's past made you quiver in fear.

But your relationship with him wasn't exactly, perfect. He might be free of his control from Hydra, but, he isn't exactly free from his new demons

Alcohol

His loneliness after Steve's death was apparent as he turned to heavy drinking to aid his sorrows. That's when you came in, you were initially there to help Bucky through his journey of rehab, were you successful? Fuck. no.

Every time you encountered him, instead of discussing his progress, you and he did the most lewd things together. He was completely taken aback by your beautiful and slim figure, he didn't need rehab, he needed you.

As of now, you lived with Bucky. You were both pretty set on spending your lives together, and you were both happy. Currently, he was out with Sam, you knew that Sam was the only other person Bucky was close with, he trusted him, and so did you. You laid in bed, waiting for Bucky to come home, hoping you guys could have some dinner together, maybe have some fun.

You heard a car pull into the driveway; you ran to the door, waiting to greet the love of your life. The door burst open, and there he was, running towards you.

"Y/N! I missed you so much baby, give me a kiss!" he said, hugging you, connecting his lips onto yours. The things you felt when you were in an intimate setting with him, they were surreal. You really loved him, but something wasn't right, you could tell something was off.

And then it hit you

The strong and unpleasant scent of alcohol. You pushed the man off of you, an acerbic look painted on your face as you looked him dead in the eye.

"Baby? W-why are you l-looking at me like that? W-what's wrong?"

You could tell that he was a little tipsy, if the smell wasn't enough, the slurring of his words definitely was. "Bucky, please be honest with me. Were you drinking?" you asked, squeezing his hands.

"Y/N! You know I'm sober! How could y-you doubt me?" his hands cupping your cheeks, his face getting redder and redder. "Baby, please believe me! I know I have a bad history with drinking but, please, I'm being honest."

"James! Don't lie to me! I love you too much for you to lie to me like this! How could you! I thought you were a new man!" you yelled, slapping his face. "Ok. You caught me, I'm so sorry Y/N. Sam just said it was one beer, but it ended up being several. Please forgive me! I promise, this won't happen again! Please, Y/N?" he pleaded, holding your waist.

The single tear that formulated on your cheek dried as you contemplated what you were going to do with Bucky. Was he really going to stop? Or was this another white lie that he told? You decided to give it one last chance, hoping the decision was right.

"Fine. I'm putting my trust in you Buck, please, just think about what this could do to you! It's going to kill you! Please just promise me that you'll stop, ok?" holding your pinky out. "I promise, baby. Thank you so much for believing in me" he said, latching his pinky onto yours, giving you a small kiss on the cheek. "Now, let's enjoy ourselves! The night is still young Y/N! I brought some takeout from that Mediterranean restaurant across town, I know you it's your favorite" he said, bringing you over to the polished dining table, adorned with the most appetizing food you've ever seen.

But one little nuisance on the table was there, a needle in a haystack, if you will. A tall bottle of whiskey. "Bucky, are you serious?"

"Baby. I know I promised I'd stop, but please! Just this once, I swear, this is the last one. C'mon, I know you like this brand. Don't try to deny it"

You hesitantly sat down, opening the bottle of whiskey. You knew Bucky would have some trick of his sleeve, so what did he do? He fished in one last drink, and it just so happened to be your favorite kind.

You two enjoyed your supper. You guys' just had a special bond, every time you were in each other's presence, you just felt, complete. Any thought of Bucky's past actions were completely eradicated as the expensive whiskey started hindering your brain.

Next thing you know, it was already 9 pm. Bucky was completely OUT, his pants undone and his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he tried to stand up.

"Y-Y-Y/N, w-we haven't h-had some f-fun in a w-while. L-lets m-make the most of o-our night," he slurred out, bringing you to the couch as he gripped your right thigh. "G-get off o-of me, I k-knew you c-couldn't k-keep from d-drinking" you said, barely being able to connect your words together.

The cold air thickened as tension started to build between you two, both completely drunk. "H-how dare y-you speak to m-me like that! You l-little brat!" he yelled, slapping your face hard. The tension in the room completely skyrocketed as the man you loved, the man you trusted, struck your face.

"B-Bucky? W-what's gotten into you?" you sniffled, holding your face. "W-w-what's gotten into me? What a-a-about you! You spoiled l-l-little ingrate! You n-need to be taught a lesson! You need thicker s-skin, Y/N" he slurred out, dragging you to the basement.

The countless kicks and screams you let out were completely useless as the 6 foot man effortlessly powered through your resistance. He slammed you onto a stool and tied your arms above your head, leaving you helpless.

"T-that's better baby! You s-see, I'm much older than you. I had it w-way harder than you when I was your age! I'm only doing this because I love you, trust me, Y/N" he said, pulling out a long, matte black whip.

The sound of screams, cries, and begs filled the room as the absolute terror you felt completely consumed your body.

"P-please Bucky! I'm begging you! Please don't hurt me! I love you! Don't you love me?"

"Oh Y/N, you're so adorable, I-I'm doing this for your own good, I'm sorry little one"

The final words he said before he maliciously whipped your torso, the loud crack breaking the seemingly forever silence that formulated between the two of you.

The screams coming out of your mouth intensified as the everlasting sting coursed through your veins, tears falling from your eyes as the man you trusted, just whipped you.

"Oh baby! That's what I like to hear! But, I think we could have more fun! Don't ya think?" he said before he grabbed a pair of red scissors and started cutting up your clothes.

You winced as your body was slowly being exposed in front of the man, as if it hadn't happened before. But this was a new side of Bucky you've never seen before, much more, possessive

He rubbed your baby soft skin, the sight of your delicate and skinny posture truly astonished him. The only thing you had on was a tight little spandex, your cock hard from Bucky's presence alone.

"Y-you're mine now, understand?" he said, practically inches away from your face. You jerked a nod before the whip cracked against your body again, a gush of blood spewing from your body. You screamed mercilessly as the immense pain you felt was practically permanent.

"Bucky! Please stop! I-I can't take it anymore!" you begged, a raspy breath leaving your mouth as you felt the air suddenly get hot.

Turns out, it wasn't the temperature, it was Bucky

He took his jacket off, revealing his rippling muscles and toned body, laced by his tight black tank top.

"Oh baby, I almost forgot. Don't ever call me Bucky, again. I'm your daddy now, your master, are we clear?" grabbing your face tightly.

"Y-yes, daddy" you whimpered out, absolutely terrified yet turned on by Bucky's sudden dominance.

"Good boy! Oh Y/N. I'm so p-proud of you. You see? It's not so hard to behave, right? Now, here's your reward for being so good"

Mere milliseconds after his words, his lips latched onto your neck. Sucking the absolute life out of it; moans and whines escaped your mouth, your libido level skyrocketing as the sound of skin against skin filled the room.

"Oh baby! I love tasting you! You're gonna feel so good when you're with daddy tonight, just wait and see"

His mouth continued attacking your neck, his lips traveling down your body onto your shoulders, biting and sucking on your skin, marking what was his. The angelic moans that left your mouth were like music to his ears, something that caused him to go even harder than he intended on.

His fingers caressed your nipples, goosebumps forming around them as Bucky relentlessly stimulated them.

"Daddy! Ugh! That f-feels so g-good!" you moaned as Bucky continued pinching and rubbing your nipples.

With no hesitation, he latched his lips onto your nipple, sucking on it with much determination and lust. The pleasure you felt was unreal; the tingles reaching the tips of your toes, making your cock twitch and harden as he continued sucking your nipples.

When he let out, your nipples were puffy and decorated with saliva, your breaths heavy and constant from all the pleasure you were feeling.

"Oh my sweet baby, Y/N. I love seeing you all horny and vulnerable like this. You make me want to do horrific things to you. But the night is young, I'm not finished with you" he said, viciously licking your neck.

His head was now face to face with your hole, your butt perfectly propped up so he was practically in breathing range of it. He kissed your inner thigh, prepping you for what was about to come next. The moans that left your mouth fueling the lewd activities he was about to commit.

His tongue started flailing in and out of your hole, swirling at a rapid pace. Your toes started to curl as you quickly became a sex doll for Bucky. "Daddy! Oh Fuck! Daddy I-I'm gonna c-cum!" you whined as he continued licking and playing at your sensitive hole.

"Baby! C'mon now, don't disappoint daddy like that! I know you're stronger than that, come on now, let me make you feel good"

You whimpered in response as your hole became drenched in Bucky's saliva, acting as a lubricant as he slowly inserted his thick fingers into your hole.

You screamed at the immense discomfort you felt, you've never been this intimate with Bucky ever in your life. "Does that feel good baby? You like when daddy shoves his fingers in your tiny little hole?"

All this dirty talk was making you queasy, your head practically spinning in circles as Bucky continued using your hole as a domain for his sexual pleasures. "I-I-I'm g-gonna cum!" you yelled at the top of your lungs, cock ready to burst at any moment.

"Oh no you don't" he whispered, gripping your tiny little pre-cum covered cock tightly.

"I know you're a good boy baby. Show daddy how good of a boy you can be! C'mon baby I know you can be a good boy. My good boy"

You snapped

Your cock jerked uncontrollably, drooling with ropes of white, thick cum. Your face turned red as you met Bucky's slightly disappointed face.

"Baby, I really hoped you could pull through for daddy. But it's ok! Daddy has a few tricks left for you"

"No daddy please! I can't take it anymore! I'm gonna... explode!" you pleaded, struggling to break out of your bonds.

"That's not how it works. I am your master, your daddy, you are my boy. You listen to me, absolutely no questions asked baby. Now, daddy has a new little toy here that he would love to try on you" he cackled, pulling out a pink vibrator.

Tears stained your cheeks as you knew what was about to come, you knew that you had no other choice but to comply, so why not enjoy it?

He attached the vibrator on your cute little cock and turned it on. You screamed as the vibrator tickled and pushed against your prostate, cum leaking from the tip of your cock.

"Daddy! Please take this o-off! I-I'm s-so horny!!!" you moaned as your bottom half twitched and shook from the absolute pleasure you felt.

Bucky noticed the state of mind you were in, somewhat amused by how fragile you were. And with the little bits of remorse still in him, he yanked the vibrator off your body, your cock worn out and drenched in pre-cum. You were a moaning, panting mess, cum disseminated over the floor.

"Oh baby~ You turn me on so much you don't even know. Such a sweet boy like you acting like this, this'll just be our little secret. Now, daddy has one last present for you, I promise, it's worth it" he said, slyly, before unzipping his pants. The big dick print in his boxers was making you so hard, oh you were so in love with him.

And then, oh!

A large piece of man meat sprang from his underwear as he pulled it down. The sheer size of it amazed you as he walked toward you.

"I want this to be a night for the books baby, let's make this special"

"Fuck me daddy!" you moaned before he slammed his monstrous dick into your tight hole. His thrusts: strong and firm.

"Oh fuck baby! I love how your little hole hugs my cock! You belong to me! No one else!" he yelled, a mixture of moans and whines filling the room as you both became infatuated with pleasure.

He starts to develop a fast and consistent rhythm with his thrusts, your moans getting louder and more high-pitched, making him even more turned on.

"Oh yeah! You love when daddy's big cock fucks your hole don't you! You naughty boy! You bussy is so greedy for daddy's cock isn't it" he growled, getting a broken and long moan in response.

Your body temperature started to climb higher and higher as the man you loved dearly continued fucking the daylight out of you. What you didn't realize? The fact that the ropes that put you in this very position broke in the midst of all the sexual pleasure you were feeling.

You didn't know how much longer you could handle this. Your bussy was practically broken after enduring all of Bucky's abuse, but the pleasure you felt continued to escalate by the second.

That's when, it happened again

Bucky's cock penetrated the most sacred and sensitive part of your entire body, your cock exploding with cum as your body twitched and quivered at the pleasure that basically consumed your entire body at this point.

"That's my boy! Oh y-you're daddy is close you're doing so well. Fuck!" he groaned as you could feel his thrusts growing sloppier.

You took notice of this and decided to give Bucky a taste of his own medicine: you pinched and twisted your nipples, causing your hole to tighten around Bucky's cock, making the man grow weak as his cock was being stimulated like no other before him.

"Oh shit! You naughty little bitch! Oh baby! I-I'm g-gonna cum!" he slurred out before unleashing his load inside your hole, strings of his white sticky cum polishing your insides an ivory color. You collapsed from the chair, your legs were practically immobile after all the pleasure and abuse you endured tonight.

Bucky crawled toward your destroyed figure, hugging you tightly and nuzzling your nose against his.

He carried you, bridal style, up from the basement into the bedroom you shared together.

"Now baby, let's get washed up, alright? We need to be perfectly clean before we sleep" he uttered, walking you over to the shower.

Despite the immense sexual activities that occurred that night, the shower you two had was one that was completely ingenuous.

You two shared a few loving, intimate moments, but nothing that was extreme. You were glad to have Bucky back. The old Bucky back. Sure, you loved the sex god that just fucked the shit out of you a couple minutes ago, but the little moments you have with him: you cherished forever.

You both got dried up and cuddled up on the bed together. "I'm so proud of you baby, we pulled off wonders tonight. I love you, Y/N" he said, kissing your forehead.

"I love you too, daddy" nuzzling your head against his chest.

You went to sleep madly in love with the man, and James Buchanan Barnes definitely loves you too~

[weirdkpopgirl]

Stay | Dream Reaction #7

Reaction: To the First Time their GF Stays at their Place

Genre: Fluff, slight angst

Warnings: mentions of stress, subtle mental health stuff in Renjun's, making out in Haechan's (but nothing explicit), oh, and mentions of fighting in Jaemin's part?

Word Count: 2780k

Author's Note: Hii, this was requested by a lovely anon. It's been a while since someone requested something, which made me really happy. To the person who messaged me, this may not be exactly what you had in mind. I did go a slightly darker route with some of the members. But I still hope you like it. Thank you for reading ^ - ^

Also, no one probably cares. But I've been listening to Dream's mini album nonstop XD

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MARK

The corners of your lips downturned into a frown at the sight of your boyfriend’s workaholic state. Honestly, you weren’t surprised. But it didn’t make you any less angry.

Taeyong had sent you a text, relaying his concerns about the boy overworking again. He already had enough on his plate with hectic schedules for both 127 and Dream. Yet there he was, hunched over his computer and surrounded by crumpled balls of paper.

“Baby, it’s so late,” You said quietly, walking up from behind,

Alerted by your voice, Mark lifted his head. “(Y/n)-ah? When did you get here?”

“Just now,” You replied quickly. “I was worried about you.”

You gently lifted his chin, to get a better look at him. Despite his room's dimmed lights, you could still see the dark circles under his eyes. 

Mark brushed you off. “Babe, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry.”

He always told you that, and it always lit this flame of anger in you. Usually, you refrained from saying anything for fear of causing him more stress. But you cared too much to hold it that night.

“How can you tell me that when you've been working nonstop this past month without a break?” Your voice wavered. “You probably haven’t gotten any sleep, have you?”

Mark looked down, unable to respond. So you took matters into your own hands and started by shutting his computer off. You ignored his poor attempts to protest and brought him to his bed.

“I’m going to stay here to make sure you get some actual rest,” You asserted before laying down beside him.

Even though Mark knew you were being serious, he couldn’t help but smile. This stern side of you was refreshing, and a reminder that there were people who cared about his well-being.

“Will you stay the whole night then?” Mark asked softly, reaching for your hand.

You didn’t expect him to say that, as you've never slept over at his dorm before. Honestly, you didn’t hate the idea. And if it meant getting your boyfriend’s mind off work for the rest of the night, then you’d say yes.

When you nodded, the two of you moved closer to get more comfortable. And for the first time in weeks, Mark finally got some sleep.

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RENJUN

It was one of those days when Renjun had a small gray cloud of rain over him. Maybe because work has been hectic lately, or maybe he was suffering from a lack of confidence. Whatever it was, sometimes Renjun just felt down. Fortunately for him, you were determined to cheer him up.

Before going to his dorm, you stopped by the grocery store and picked up a few things for hot pot. Renjun’s eyes immediately lit up when he saw you even bought his favorite shrimp balls. Since some of his members were there, you guys all ate together.

Aside from dinner, Renjun locked the two of you inside his bedroom. Then he would vent to you about what’s been bothering him lately. Sitting beside him on the bed, you would hold his hand in yours and listen the whole time. When it came to responding, you gave the best encouragement you could and reassured him that his feelings were valid.

8:30 p.m. was when you usually left to go back home. But this time, Renjun tugged on your wrist when you made a move to get up.

“Stay, please?” He spoke in a tiny voice. 

You were a bit taken aback because this was the first time he’s asked you to stay over. The two of you could get pretty shy about these things. But there was none of that from Renjun tonight.

So you nodded and let him pull you back into the bed to lay down next to each other. He hummed as your fingers stroked his hair.

“Thank you. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you,” He’d say a few moments later. In response, you smiled and kissed him on the forehead. 

“Of course. I’ll be here for as long as you need.”

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JENO 

He and the Dreamies had just returned from their tour in Japan. Even though he was gone for a few days, the time was too long for Jeno. So when you came over to cook a welcome-home meal for him and the Dreamies, the boy refused to leave your side.

Throughout dinner, you were practically glued to Jeno’s lap. His arms remained securely wrapped around your stomach, as his chin rested atop your shoulder. Any teasing from his members went largely ignored. Even when it was late, Jeno didn’t want you to go home.

“I spent all week missing you. Can’t you stay a little longer?” He avoided the stern look you were giving him.

The sensible part of you said to just go home like you usually did. Jeno’s slept over at your apartment a few times. But you’ve never stayed in his dorm, afraid that it’d be weird with his members also being there. However, they had all retired to their rooms by now. And it wasn’t like you had any plans the next day.

Your eyes dropped down to the boy who was playing with your fingers with a pout. Though you had a hard time expressing it, you had missed him just as much as he did. There was no harm in staying over one night, right?

You let out a pretend sigh, “Okay…I guess I can stay.”

“Really?” The boy’s eyes lit up, surprised that you said yes.

Since you didn’t have any clothes to wear to sleep, Jeno happily lent you one of his shirts and a pair of sweatpants. His eye smile appeared when you waddled out of the bathroom. 

“I look ridiculous, Jeno-ssi.” 

“No, you look cute,” He stood up to take you in his arms. “I should just have you wear my clothes from now on.”

You shook your head with a smile, and let him carry you to his bed. From there, you guys would lay in each other’s arms, talking about miscellaneous things until you guys fell asleep.

After the first time, Jeno knew that he wanted to sleep with you in his arms for the rest of his life. This was where he belonged.

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HAECHAN

A smile crept on his lips when he heard you yawn beside him. Since the holiday season was busy for both of you this year, you took this single free night to have an at-home movie date. And by at-home date, you were at the 127 dorm, cuddled up with your boyfriend in the living room.

As the ending credits of the movie you just watched played on the screen, you sat up to check your phone. It was pretty late. You then glanced out the window and gasped when you saw how much snow was flying everywhere. The storm had just started when you arrived, but you didn’t expect it to be still going on. And you didn’t have a car, which meant you’d have to walk home because the buses were most likely done for the day.

You then glanced at Haechan who already read your mind. “Well, it looks like you’re snowed in. I guess you won’t be leaving tonight,” He cutely shrugged. 

“Of course, you’re happy about that.” You narrowed your eyes at him.

He pouted in response, “Whyyy? This means we can spend more time together!”

If anyone else saw how clingy and cute Haechan was around you, the boy would never hear the end of it. You shook your head at the boy and reached for the remote. 

“Should we watch another movie then?” You suggested. 

The male smirked and looked at you with a teasing glint. “I was thinking we should try something else.”

Before any suspecting questions could be asked, Haechan grabbed you by the neck and pulled you into a passion-filled kiss. You let out a gasp, only to be swallowed by the pressing of his lips on yours. The initial shock quickly faded as you felt yourself melting into his touch. However, your eyes opened as soon as they closed. You forced yourself to pull away, earning a whine from the boy.

“You do realize any of your Hyungs can walk out this very second, right?” You pointed out while trying to catch your breath. 

There have been too many embarrassing times when someone caught the two of you in moments like this. All thanks to Lee Haechan, of course.

“Don’t worry about them. They’re all sleeping.”

He kept his hand on the nape of your neck, ready to kiss you again. But just as your noses touched, the sound of shuffling footsteps disrupted the two of you. 

“Hey, Donghyuck are you still up?” 

You instantly motioned for the boy to get off you and sat up to see Mark coming from the hallway.

“Oh (Y/n), I was wondering if you had gone home yet. It’s pretty messy outside,” He scratched his head.

You nodded in agreement, “Yeah, it is.”

“What were you guys doing?” He asked. Haechan rolled his eyes, annoyed by the rapper. 

“Before you interrupted us, (Y/n) and I were—” 

“Deciding on what movie to watch next!” You cut in, afraid of what he was going to say.

Haechan shot you a “why did you do that?” look. You sent him a glare in response. Mark, on the other hand, remained clueless as ever.

“Really? Has (Y/n) seen Elf yet? You should totally watch that,” The elder walked around to sit at the end of the couch. “Do you mind if I join you guys?”

Before you could answer, Johnny and Jaehyun came into the room.

“Yah, are you watching Christmas movies without us?”

You laughed nervously and turned to your boyfriend who was dumbfounded by this turn of events. Things certainly didn’t go as he had wanted them to. You mouthed a “sorry,” as the other members started to join you guys. He sighed in defeat and rested his head on your shoulder.

And that’s how the first time you stayed at Haechan’s dorm ended up turning into a Christmas movie marathon with the 127 members. Not as romantic as he would’ve liked. But it was certainly memorable.

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JAEMIN

Over the past week, your roommates have been at each other’s throats. As someone who was a little afraid of conflict, you chose to stay out of the situation. But their screaming at each other nonstop prevented you from getting any sleep. They remind you of when you lived with your parents who fought all the time. You tried to hold it together, repeatedly telling yourself that you should be used to this by now. Yet no matter how strong you pretended to be, it wasn’t enough. 

One night, you decided that you couldn’t take it anymore. You knew it was late, but you were so desperate right now. After grabbing your phone and wallet, you snuck out of your home. Not that you think they would’ve noticed if you had left in front of them. They probably wouldn’t care and continue blaming each other for things.

Jaemin would be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised when you showed up at his apartment at 11:30 p.m. But he was more concerned when he saw the clear distress on your face.

“I-I’m sorry.” You huffed out cold air. “But can I stay here for the night?”

It only took him one look at your watery eyes to tell you were on the verge of breaking down. Of course, he welcomed you with open arms. Not many words were exchanged as you guys settled in his living room. 

“Sunji and Juran haven’t made up yet?” He asked in his usual low voice, as he sat beside you on the couch. You noticed that he sounded deeper in the nighttime.

You shook your head despondently. “At this point, I’m waiting for one of them to move out.”

A short silence followed your words. Jaemin watched as your eyes fixated on the mug of green tea he gave you.

“I didn’t know where else to go,” You mumbled, before finally taking a sip of the warm beverage.

A small smile stretched across his lips. You always kept up this wall around your friends and family. Part of him was grateful because he was the only person who saw your vulnerable side.

“You did well (Y/n)-ah,” He cooed, reaching his hand to pet your head. “Thank you for coming to me.”

Calmed by his touch, you glanced up at those adorable eyes of his that were overflowing with admiration. In the next second, you let him take you into his embrace. The two of you stayed cuddled on the couch, watching some k-dramas to get your mind off things. Every so often he’d press kisses into your hair, which made you snuggle into him further.

You guys only started dating two months ago, and have never spent the night at each other’s places before. He was probably tired from work, and yet he let you in without question. If this wasn’t love, what was it?

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CHENLE

It was just another one of those days where you were at Chenle’s house keeping him company. His mother and aunt weren’t in Korea at the moment, so you guys had the whole place to yourself. The both of you agreed it was nice, after not seeing each other for the past few days.

Currently, you guys were napping on the couch. Napping was a more recent thing for the two of you. Mainly because he was always tired from work, and for you it was school. Though you were hesitant about the idea at first, you started to love these moments with your boyfriend. They were those few chances you got to relax and recharge.

Chenle secretly loved when you guys did this as well. Especially when you nestled your head into the crook of his arm, while your arm rested on his chest. Often he found himself staring down at you, admiring your features. It was always the hardest when you guys had to break out of such a comfortable position. And today, he really didn’t want to.

You had woken up first, realizing you had slept much longer than you intended. But when you began to sit up, Chenle brought you back down.

“Don’t go,” He said with his eyes still closed. “It’ll be too dangerous to walk home when it’s so late.”

“It’s only nine,” You murmured. “And I have university tomorrow.”

His hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you closer to him. “Your class isn’t until noon, and you have your school bag here.”

 You weren’t sure how he could speak so coherently when he was half asleep. But he was right. His place was also closer to the college you went to.

“Just stay.” 

His words were simple but persuasive. So you returned to your previous place in his arms and closed your eyes. 

“Okay.”

Chenle would smile, pleased to have won you over. He placed a small kiss on your knuckles before letting sleep consume him.

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JISUNG

For the first time, Jisung bought an apartment and was able to move out of the dorm. It took some convincing from his manager and the members. But Jisung was ready for this. After all, he wasn’t a 14-year-old kid anymore.

With that said, Jisung and you decided to take the next level into your relationship. By “next level,” that meant spending an entire night together. Jisung was quite excited because he would get to spend some quality time with you. However, things didn’t go quite as he expected.

Everything was normal up until you finished your third movie and it was time to sleep. Despite being together for almost two years, you guys were as awkward as you were when you started dating.

“I can sleep on the couch…” You suggested.

Jisung instantly turned down that idea. “What? No, we can just sleep on my bed!”

So after some anxious rambling between the two of you, you eventually ended up in his room. The two of you would lay face to face on his bed, with his comforter covering you up to your necks. 

“Not too bad, right?” Jisung chuckled nervously.

You nodded, “Yeah, we’re okay.”

The two of you would spend the rest of the night giggling like little kids and exchanging kisses under the covers. Overall, 10/10 experience!

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[ramblingoak]

Mr Casino's Bride pleeeease ♡

This is the working title for Secondo’s cowboy fic. I’ve written a few things off and on for it I just haven’t really decided what it’ll be about. I’ll probably get a better idea once I start working on Terzo’s.

Currently it involves Mist hiring the reader as a worker at the casino and it turns out you’re on the run from a former boss. But I was toying with the idea of there being a kid involved because at the time I needed over protective Secondo in my life. Well…he’s initially reluctant about it XD.

So for fun here’s what I wrote MONTHS AGO (so excuse how bad it is):

“Who the fuck are you?”

“I’m Alice.”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I live here.”

The kid gave him a look he remembered a young Terzo giving him many many times and his eye started to twitch.

“No you fucking don’t. Mist!”

“You use bad words a lot.”

“Only when the situation calls for it.” Like right fucking now. “Mist!”

He stared down the kid, Alice, until Mist finally waltzed in. Looking way too calm for Secondo’s liking.

“I could hear you shrieking all the way downstairs. What's the problem?”

“I wasn’t shrieking.” Secondo pointed at Alice who was busy drawing something from where she was still seated on the floor. “Why is this child in my office?”

“We—“

“No, let me rephrase. Why is this child in my casino?”

“Her mom works here.”

“And? That’s not answering my question.”

“Her mom works here and she lives here. So I’d imagine that would explain the kid.”

“This place is a lot bigger than where we lived before.”

Secondo turned back around to glare at her briefly before turning back to Mist. He caught the Ghoulette with a fond smile on her face which she quickly dropped when she noticed his glare.

“I need you to start at the beginning. Now.”

“Well, do you remember a month ago when our housekeeper quit because you yelled at her too much?”

“Define ‘too much’.”

“Then a few weeks ago you got tired of Zephyr bitching about cleaning the rooms.”

“I’m always tired of Zephyr’s bitching.”

“Then last week you interrupted me interviewing a woman for the job and wh—“

“I didn’t interrupt you.”

Secondo’s hand flexed near his belt when Mist glared at him. He’d seen that look many times before and whoever was on the receiving end usually didn’t live much longer.

“You told me to hire her. So I did.” When Secondo gestured at the kid again Mist sighed. “I tried to explain she had a daughter but listening wasn’t on your to do list that day.”

“Why did you think this was a good idea?”

“I didn’t actually but, once again, you didn’t want to listen.”

Secondo groaned and looked down at the floor. Lucifer below. A casino, especially his casino, was no place for a child. This wasn’t going to work. He began to tell Mist this when something tugged on his hand.

“Mr. Casino, I made you this.” When he looked down at her he immediately saw a piece of paper in her hand. Tentatively he took it from her, not taking his eyes off of her yet. She stood up on her tiptoes and poked her picture. “It’s you.”

When he finally looked at the paper he froze. That was definitely his face glaring up at him from her drawing. It was…surprisingly good considering how young she seemed to be. He wasn’t good with kids’ ages.

He wasn’t good with kids, period.

“Wow kiddo, you got his glare down.”

Secondo glared at the Ghoulette out of the corner of his eye. She had moved closer to see what the kid had done and Secondo turned to face her fully. He heard the girl mutter ‘hey’ but ignored her.

“This is no place for a child.”

“This isn’t really a place for anybody, Papa. But their only other option was the street.” He wasn’t used to seeing a soft side to Mist but it was evident on her face that she did care about the new housekeeper and her child. “Or the Medusa Lounge on the other side of town.”

“Absolutely not.”

Secondo’s reaction surprised even himself. It had been spoken with such vehemence even Mist seemed taken aback. He looked back down at the kid, at Alice, when he felt another tug on his coat.

“Mr. Casino I’m hungry.”

“My name isn’t Mr. Casino. It’s Mr. Emeritus.”

“Okay.”

The ‘y’ had been dragged out way longer than necessary. Secondo started having another flashback about a young Terzo questioning everything around him.

“Find her somewhere else to do…whatever. She can’t stay in my office.”

“Yes, Papa.”

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So anyway I wrote this way back in like May?? So it’s all subject to change. At the very least be written better 😅

Masterpost for the cowboy verse!

[trashyswitch]

Day 29: Wake Up!

Luigi and Mario have work this morning, but Mario refuses to wake up! But his antics seem more...playful than usual? So, Luigi decides to go along with Mario's playful mood.

This fanfic is dedicated to @Cartoon_whore on AO3! Cause you never fail to show up to comment on every Mario fanfic I have. XD And I also dedicate this fanfic to UndertaleSansLuv3 on AO3 as well! Cause you comment a lot too, and I love seeing your name show up in my inbox!

I appreciate all the love! I hope you all enjoy!

Luigi picked up Mario’s mug as well as his own, and carried it to Mario’s nightstand. “Mario?” Luigi called, putting the mug on the nightstand and looking at the alarm clock. Right away, Luigi noticed that the alarm wasn’t on. In fact, he couldn’t recall hearing the 8:00 alarm go off at all. That only meant one thing: Mario forgot to turn on his alarm last night. 

Luigi sighed and put his own mug of coffee down on the same nightstand before sitting down beside Mario on the bed. “Mario?” He called, shaking him lightly. “Wake up.” Luigi called. 

Mario groaned and snuggled himself further into bed. This little reaction was easy to predict. 

Luigi narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his brother a bit more. “Mariooo. Hellooo?” He called. 

Mario mumbled something and covered his face with his blanket. Luigi widened his eyes upon seeing this. One push away is usually all he does…Mario is rarely ever stubborn about getting up…and yet, here he was. Was it because it was a Friday? Perhaps it was…

Luigi sighed and got out of bed. He took a sip of his coffee to wake himself up, and walked up to where Mario’s face was supposed to be. “Mario. We have work today.” Luigi told him, lifting up the blanket slightly. 

Mario growled and grabbed the blanket, pulling it onto his face again. 

Luigi was taken aback. Holy crap! This is so unlike Mario! 

“Mario? Are you sick?” Luigi asked. “What’s wrong?” 

Mario grumbled. “Vaffanculo.” Mario spat somewhat harshly. 

Oh my go- Okay, that’s it. Luigi huffed and crossed his arms. It had only been 5 minutes, and Luigi had already had enough. Mario is acting like a child. And if Mario’s antics make them late, then it’s gonna look unprofessional! “Mario…Now’s not the time to be childish.” Luigi warned. 

Mario uncovered his face and stuck his tongue out at him. Only…Mario had a slight bit of a smirk on his face. Luigi noticed this little change immediately. Was…Did Mario wake up in a playful mood or something?! 

Luigi’s shock slowly turned into a mischievous smirk. So that’s how he’s gonna be…Alright. Two can play that game! Luigi climbed back onto the bed again and sat himself on Mario’s covered ankles. “This is your last chance. Get up, or I tickle your feet.” Luigi warned. 

Mario grunted and mumbled something along the lines of ‘Try me’. 

Well, that just made Luigi even more confident in his antics! Fortunately for Luigi, Mario never slept with the sheet on. The sheet was always kicked under the blanket. So, uncovering Mario’s feet only involved moving his red comforter off them. Seeing Mario’s feet, Luigi pulled his toes back slightly and scratched a single finger on his right foot. 

“eEEK!” Mario pushed the covers off himself and reached out to Luigi. “LuiGI- STAHAhap!” Mario yelled, clenching his fists. “Ihi’mup! I’M UP! Ihi’m uhup!” Mario told him. 

Luigi smiled and stopped his little attack. “Good.” Luigi muttered. It really didn’t take much for Mario to break from just a couple pokes to the feet. And that wasn’t even his worst spot! Luigi got off Mario’s ankles and started to climb out of the bed. Hopefully that was enough playing for now. 

“Nnnope you don’t!” Mario declared, grabbing Luigi’s shirt and pulling him back into his bed. 

“WaitWHAT?!” Luigi shouted, before feeling his brother’s dreaded nails against his bare sides. “eeEEEEK! WahahAHAHA! IHI- COHOHOME OHOHOHON!” Luigi shouted. 

“Oh, you thought you could tickle me and get away?” Mario asked him. “Newsflash, Luigi: You can’t.” Mario teased, tickling his belly next. “aaAAHAHAHAHA! NOTMYBELLY! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Luigi shouted. “YOHOHOhou wohouldn’t wahahAKE UHUP!” Luigi yelled, his laughter going up and down in volume every time Mario would go remotely close to his belly button. 

“Well you see, Luigi…” Mario started to explain. “I was awake, but someone wouldn’t give me a chance to wake up properly!” Mario told him. 

“YOHOHOU LIAR! LIHIHIARRR!” Luigi shouted back. 

“Liar?!” Mario reacted, surprised. 

“YEHES! YOHOHOU’RE AHA LIHIHIHIAHAR!” Luigi shouted next. 

“What makes you think I’m lying?! You clearly didn’t look at me when checking on me…” Mario told him. Luigi turned himself around and attempted to get him back. “Lihihiars gehet puhunihihished!” Luigi told him. 

“Excuse- NohoHOHO! DOHON’T- NOHOT THEHEHERE! NOHOHOHOOO!” Mario shouted loudly, squeezing Luigi’s fingers in his ticklish armpits. 

But Luigi fully expected this kind of reaction. “Uh oh…My hands are stuck.” Luigi teased. 

“Dohohon’t yohohou-” Mario gasped and squealed. “DAHAHAHAHARE! AAAHAHAHAHA!” 

“Looks like I’m gonna have to tickle-tickle-tickle you till you let me go!” Luigi finished off his little tease. 

“NOHOHO FAHAHAHAIR! NOHOHOT FAHAHAIR! NAHAHAHAHA!” Mario shrieked. 

“It’s a darn shame you’re such a bad liar. Otherwise you may have gotten away with that little white lie.” Luigi teased rather evilly. “Oh well…can’t teach an old man new tricks.” Luigi teased. 

“WAHAHATCH IHIT!” Mario managed to get one squeeze on Luigi’s ribs, which was enough to get the upper hand once again. “Whohoho ahare you calling ohold man?” Mario asked with a smirk. 

Luigi squeaked and threw his head back, laughing somewhat quietly. “Hahahahaha! Ahaham Ihihi wrohohong?” Luigi asked. “Yes!” Mario reacted. “This is coming from the person with bad knees!” Mario shot back. 

“Shuhuhut uhup!” Luigi shot back. 

“No way! Take it back.” Mario ordered. 

“NEHEVERRR!” Luigi shouted. 

“Okay. Then I’ll just keep tickling you until you do.” Mario decided. 

Luigi attempted to get the upper hand again by going for the back of his knees. “Nohohot ihif I gehehet yohou bahahack!” Luigi warned. 

Mario gasped and stopped tickling, pulling his foot back. “NO! Don’t you think about it, Luigi!” Mario warned. 

Luigi pulled his leg open. “Why? You scared?” Luigi asked. 

“M-Maybe.” Mario admitted. The truth was, Mario’s knees were THE WORST spot to go for! And Luigi knew that all too well. So if Luigi goes for that spot, he’s 100% done for.

Luigi just laughed as he figured out how to keep his leg straight and his knee open. “Any last words?” Luigi asked. 

Mario stared at Luigi, terrified of what he was about to do. Luigi knew how bad this spot was. And thankfully, Luigi rarely ever goes for the back of his knees. But today, as it would turn out…was going to be that day. “Just…go easy.” Mario told him, visibly nervous with a wobbly smile on his face.

Luigi looked at Mario for a second, processing his words. He tilted his head, confused. “Of course I’ll go easy on you. Don’t you trust me?” Luigi asked. 

Mario bit his lip and sighed with relief. “Y-Yeah…Ihi guess that’s true…” Mario replied. 

Luigi smiled and looked at the time. 

[8:19am] 

Now knowing he had at least 5 minutes, Luigi smiled. “Okay. Good.” He fluttered a single fingernail gently onto his left knee pit. 

Mario snorted and covered his mouth in shock. There was barely a nail on his back knee, and it already looked like Luigi was trying to kill him. Luigi noticed Mario’s reaction right away. It looked like the spot tickled him a lot more than he had remembered. Was Luigi not remembering his sensitivity correctly? Or was Mario getting more sensitive the older he gets? 

Curious to see how much Mario could handle, Luigi added a second finger, and ‘walked’ his fingers against the knee pit. Mario squeezed his eyes shut and wheezed, before falling onto his back. After a few minutes, Mario’s wheezes began to shift into loud, cackly laughter. “OHOGOHOD-! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Mario laughed like his life depended on it. 

Luigi removed his middle finger, and delicately fluttered the index finger on his ticklish knee pit. Apparently, the tiniest little touch on this spot was enough to make Mario giggle rather hysterically. So, Luigi took this as a sign to stop. He removed his fingers and let go of his brother’s leg. “That’s it. You awake now?” Luigi asked him with a smirk. 

Mario let out some breaths of relief as he attempted to recover. “Th…thank you…” He replied. “Ahand yes…Ihihi’m awahake now.” Mario replied. 

Luigi smiled and patted his leg. “Good.” Luigi replied. “And you’re not gonna fall asleep again, right?” Luigi asked. 

Mario chuckled and shook his head. “No can do. It’s almost 8:30 now.” Mario said. 

“So considerate.” Luigi said as he offered Mario a hand up. “Mind if I return the favor?” He asked, being a little charmer. 

Mario smiled and took his hand, allowing Luigi to pull him up off the bed. When Mario was on his feet, Luigi looked at the time. “Alright. Time for you to start getting ready.” Luigi told him.

Mario chuckled and poked his side. “Boop!” Mario added for extra effect, before sprinting away from him. 

“WAH- Mario!” Luigi reacted, hugging his side. 

Mario just laughed as he ran into the bathroom to brush his teeth and fix himself up. 

Luigi sighed and picked up Mario’s coffee, walking up to the bathroom. He knocked on the door. “Want your coffee?” Luigi asked. 

Mario opened the door, revealing himself with a dark red toothbrush in his mouth. He took the coffee from Luigi, muttered a ‘Thanks’ and closed the door. Luigi chuckled and slowly drank down his own coffee while he made Mario a quick breakfast. 

It was only once in a while that Luigi had to resort to tickling his brother to wake him up. But, Luigi didn’t mind. It’s rather funny seeing his brother’s giggly, playful side once in a while. It showed a more human side of Mario that not everyone had the privilege of knowing. Luigi felt grateful for every little playful moment he could get with his brother. Cause when you manage to get Mario into a playful mood…it would always prove to be the funniest thing you’ll ever see. 

[lycanlovingvampyre]

MAG 158 Relisten

Activity on my first listen: baking something in the kitchen, most likely with apples...

This is one of my favorite episodes ever! There is just so much going on and every single bit is so exciting, it has me sitting at the edge of my seat. Plus big reveals of course. The panopticon, Elias etc. (And a bit of comedy.) Generally, I think the S4 finale, so MAG 158 to 160, might be the best fiction experience I've ever encountered.

MARTIN: "It’s fine. Don’t particularly like it down here." I mean, not to say that Jon wouldn't have every right to feel uncomfortable in the tunnels as well (e.g. his experiences in them in S2), but Martin also didn't have a good time down here. Wandering for hours and finding Gertrude's body + guilt of having left Jon and Tim behind, accidentally entering the Distortion's corridors only to be spat out in the Archives again (after spending 100 times more hours in there as in their real world) to the bloody mashed potato that is Leitner's head and on top of it we know that Martin is claustrophobic.

Peter just blatantly making uncomfortable small talk. Martin is already on his way to the panopticon with you, why torture him even more??

MARTIN: "Are you sure about that map? I’m pretty certain the tunnels change." PETER: "Oh, don’t worry about that. Ink’s practically still wet. Not to mention, if they do change, well… I happen to have something that will change them back." Hmmm, do the tunnel really change on their own? There is some kind of weirdness to them because of which you usually can't find the panopticon. But otherwise I thought this was just Leitner moving them around... also maps are a funny thing in TMA. There also was the map for Sannikov Land. We never learn where they're from and who made them. Would Elias really have drawn the map for Peter? If yes, he must have been pretty sure that he can prevent Martin from killing his body.

MARTIN: "That’s a Leitner." PETER: "It is!" MARTIN: "And the, um… the blood on it?" PETER: (cheerfully) "That’s Leitner too!" MARTIN: (apprehensively) "…Riiight." Peak comedy!

MARTIN: (wryly sarcastic) "Very impressive." PETER: "I’m reading. Shush." Jon was also like "I didn't hear you reading!" in MAG 80. All of the Archive crew are so used to read something out loud, they don't think it’s even possible to read quietly XD

NOT-SASHA: "So you finally decided to let me out, Jon? (calling) Jooooon?" Not gonna lie, I totally forgot about Not!Sasha on my first listen. So this did actually shock me.

BASIRA: "A couple of guards on duty vanished too." JON: (agitated) "Vanished. How?!" BASIRA: "Just left. Best we can tell, he had some dirt on them." Hmmm, if it wasn't for the "just left" and Peter later being a bit taken aback of Elias being also at the panopticon, the wording "vanish" does remind me an awful lot about Peter! And Peter just got a map to the panopticon... So did Peter get the map from Elias? His astonishment does contradict this... But also I guess Peter could have easily sneaked into prison (like, he can turn invisible, duh) and got that map from Elias! According to Jon, Basira and Daisy earlier it does seem like Elias got out because of his little deal.

Also, last episode Daisy and Basira weren't in the Institute. Maybe they were already out because that old friend from the prison called them. This could have given Elias time to get to the Institute and leave Dekkar's statement for Jon. I totally hadn't considered, that it could have been him as well, not just Annabelle.

MARTIN: "So that’s it. Both Lonely and Watching." PETER: "You must admit you’re the perfect candidate." And the panopticon is actually the perfect location for this.

MARTIN: (shaky breath) "Where are his eyes?" ELIAS: "Exactly where they’ve always been, Martin. Watching over my Institute." OMG, I was soooo blown away! This sentence of course made it very clear, what was going on. Buuuut we get a more direct reveal on that in just a minute, just for anyone still doubting this.

BASIRA: "It’s just that there’s a lot of tapes around." JON: "And I don’t keep any of them with the key to the tunnels. It’s been left for me." DAISY: "And it says ‘play me’. Kind of suspicious." This definitely was Elias.

GERTRUDE: "I’d rather hoped you’d still be hampered with all the Dark’s business. It’s their ‘Grand Eclipse’ at the moment, isn’t it?" So this means it's March!!!

GERTRUDE: "I’m not really in the mood for nostalgia, Elias. You might have noticed I’m rather busy so either shoot me or –" [A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT. GERTRUDE GASPS AND COLLAPSES.] GERTRUDE: (gasping) "Well… there it is. Thought it would hurt more." ELIAS: (sighs) "Pity." 1.) Elias never lets people finish their sentence when killing them. So rude... 2.) MAG 52 - Jon: "I know the secret to her death is on one of them. It must be. I just… I hope I don’t have to hear it firsthand." :/ 3.) I immediately noticed that this was only ONE gunshot, when Martin had explicitly stated that there were (as far as he could tell) THREE gunshots to the chest!!!

This tape was so cool!

JON: "Yes. And I’d wager that Elias’ body –" BASIRA: "Gotta be Jonah Magnus, right?" I mean... who else would it be, but at no point whatsoever does that name come up in the tape. We as audience know it's Jonah's body because we just heard Peter say it.

Ah man, these gunshots and screams are really unsettling...

MARTIN: "If I do kill you, will the others survive?" PETER: "Elias?" ELIAS (JONAH): "Come now, Peter, it’s a valid question. And you should have addressed it yourself, really. The short answer is, I don’t know, Martin. I guarantee it won’t be pleasant for them, but I honestly don’t know if their ties to the Institute are quite as strong as I may have implied. " So he did bluff!!! He genuinely didn't know (because no one knows how the Fears actually work...). If the Archivist dies, the others go free. Maybe it would have worked just like that with Jonah? Who knows!

ELIAS (JONAH): " Melanie’s well out of it, so that just leaves Basira and Daisy. And the rest of the Institute, of course, and you can’t tell me you care about them." But... but... the others can quit? This seems like they are not affected by these "ties" at all. Buuut, this is Elias saying it and he loves to manipulate...

Seriously, Ben's voice acting is phenomenal... He is so smug!

PETER: "Then do it. Kill him and help me save the world." If Martin still wasn't sure until now, this did the trick. Peter acting like Martin's the hero. Martin never believed that and this just was the final straw, if he hasn't made his choice already.

I said in MAG 154 that I think there are two points in the story of TMA, when a time travel fix-it reaaaally could work. This is the second one. I think killing Jonah could have pushed back a possible Fearpocalype for a looooooooong time. I don't know if Peter knows about Elias plan, like in detail (he knows, the wager was to get Jon marked by the Lonely and that he is relevant for the ritual), but perhaps he doesn't know the last step, how to... open the door^^ 

JON: "Do I, uh… do I get a gun?" BASIRA: "You’ve fired one?" JON: (indignant) "You never taught me!" Love comedy like this!

BASIRA: "You never asked. Besides, we’ve got problems enough without –" [A LOUD CRASH.] NOT-SASHA: "Hello, Jon." BASIRA: "Oh, shit." JON: "You’ve got to be fucking kidding –" Even more comedy!!!

DAISY: "Basira, promise me something." BASIRA: "What – no. Daisy, no." DAISY: "Basira, when this is over, you need to find me. And kill me. Promise me." BASIRA: "No. No, Daisy, we’ll figure something out." DAISY: "These last few months… it was always borrowed time, wasn’t it? Can’t outrun it forever." BASIRA: (desperately) "Daisy…" DAISY: "Promise me." BASIRA: "I promise." DAISY: "Thanks. Now run." BASIRA: "Daisy –" DAISY: (voice growling, distorted by the Hunt) "Run…" I FUCKING love Daisy! I love Fay's voice and zir accent! Also Daisy's character, like she won't submit to the Hunt until Basira promises her! T_T Also Monster Hunt Daisy is really cool!

ELIAS (JONAH): "It won’t be that bad, Peter. You’ll see. Now, he’ll be here soon, so you can leave or –" PETER: "Oh, no. No. I’m not gonna make it easy on him. You haven’t won yet." ELIAS (JONAH): "Your choice. Just make sure to leave the door open." This is so not good... (Also door motif!)

ELIAS (JONAH): "Ah, Jon. I was almost worried. You found your way all right?" JON: (out of breath) "Yes. Yes, I did. …how?" ELIAS (JONAH): "Suffice it to say I called you." I FUCKING hate Elias! (I mean, I love him as a character xD) But this grooming of Jon, argh!!

ELIAS (JONAH): "Not anymore. But not really," Aaaaahh, the "but" costs me an entry for the not really-counter!

JON: "You want me to follow him?" ELIAS (JONAH): "No, Jon. You want you to follow him." He's actually right this time...

ELIAS (JONAH): "Are you scared, Jon?" JON: (quietly) "Yes." ELIAS (JONAH): "Perfect." God, this is again such a good prelude to the next episode in the Lonely!!!

@a-mag-a-day

[tired-biscuit]

Hello! I just wanted to say how happy I am to have found your blog. ;; It's great having another Kiba fangirl on my dash! I feel like folks I meet irl are taken aback a bit when I tell them how Kiba was my anime husband (he graduated from boyfriend when boruto came out), and how he's still my favourite anime guy because they always expect one of the more popular guys to be a gal's top pick.

Your posts have motivated me to work on some more Naruto related things of my own, so just thank you so much! I can't wait to read more of your fics! Take care and have a wonderful night!

(I also wanted to ask if you also decorated your high school locker with crusty jpegs of Kiba that you swiped from google images too because back in the late 2000s I was the Kiba girl and had a dedicated shrine to him in my locker lmao. I used to wear my ninja headband to school all of the time too. xD; Sorry this is a bit long, I just got really excited to find someone else who enjoys best boy.)

this is such a sweet message, omg!! i’m so happy that my blog has inspired you to do more naruto stuff and i love, love, love conversing with fellow kiba girlies!!

and to be completely honest, i’m still pretty new to the naruto fandom. i’ve always known of naruto, but i only started watching it (and also finished it) during lockdown back when covid was going around more often and we had to stay inside and thus had lots of free time!!

so i suppose i’m indulging this hyperfixation for him for like, what, two years now? it started with kakashi but then the time for shippuden came and i was like oh yeah, he’s the one as soon as kiba appeared ajddjfhh

though i did manage to accumulate a pretty decent little shrine in my living room for all things kiba/naruto related during those two years lmao!! my friends always poke fun of it, it’s funny.

(also, i am happy to let you know that the current fic i’m writing about him has just hit 13k words and i’m still not particularly close to finishing it so……. it’s gonna be a good one >:3 hehe)

[bluefoxproductions]

BlueFoxTober Day 16: Resolution

The heart wants what the heart wants 💙💚

I also couldn’t sleep last night so I wrote a tiny little thingie for the MCs of @never-never-land! I’ll put it under a read more if ya feel like humoring me XD it’s heavily inspired by Disney!Peter having to always take the Darlings back home, I don’t know if they’re canon to the IF but it was fun to write anyway

“No, I’m staying here.” MC responds to Peter’s question. Peter is almost stunned upon hearing that response.

“No?” Peter repeated out loud, MC nodded their head.

“No.” They confirm, almost sounded offended Peter would even suggest the idea of going back to the Mainland. “My place is here, with you, with the Lost Boys!” Peter was almost shocked the second time hearing it. In recent trips to the Mainland he’s brought new friends, who didn’t want to grow up. But by the time the adventure of the day ends, they want to go home. Peter is disappointed, but happy to fulfill their requests to return to what they call home.

He has almost even lost some Lost Boys to the Mainland. But fortunately they changed their minds and decided to stay, at least a little longer. So, after a repeat occurrence, it had become a habit for Peter to offer to fly them ‘home.’ Most of the time, they say yes. Which the feeling of bittersweet disappointment would return, he never liked that feeling, but he started growing accustomed to it, until today. He almost got whiplash hearing a phrase he barely ever hears. His memory is a little rusty, getting better as time goes on. But he can’t place the last time someone said ‘no.’ To the offer he often gives. A smile slowly appears on his features, as he looks to his newest companion. His boundless energy slowly rises, coursing through his entire being, until it overflows, as he shoots into the air like a rocket, crowing the most loud and joyful crow he has let out in a long time.

Once the crow fades, he dives down to hug the newest member of the pack, MC was taken aback from the sudden embrace, as they take a few steps backwards from the motion, but quickly recover as they hug Peter back, albeit a little confused.

“I’m so happy you’re staying, my precious Star!!” Peter exclaims, making MC flush a little at the nickname, before a grin appears.

“Happy to be home, Peter dear.” The Lost Boys all cheer, a few crows in the crowd, as Peter let’s MC go from the hug, as everyone joins in on the crowing.

However, deep down, Peter knew…MC would have to “wake up” at some point, he wasn’t sure when, or how. But he knew it would happen, whether his Star wanted to or not…

But as usual, he had faith, and trust. That MC would return somehow.

He just knew.

And that’s all he needed.

[greypetrel]

Iron Bull and I’m pretty sure you said Tolkien too?? If so, Elrond and Tommy Bombadilly —Koko

Hi Koko!

Somehow I knew you would have been asking Bull xP Just a sixth sense! And yes I said Tolkien to! :3

The Iron Bull:

First impression: I remember I was caught for the character design, the visible imperfections and how he's not canonically handsom... And yet he counts as he is. After the design, I was... A little taken aback by him admitting that oh yes he's a spy and he will spy on you. Like... What? Are you sure you want to tell me, man? xD Instant interest.

Impression now: I know he has flaws and that by all means he's the one person you shouldn't be trusting in all the games. But, he's the huge mom friend, which is also why he's so good at what he does if you ask me. I think he's the better liar because he will admit he's lying... And still will make you forget he is. But yeah, I haven't yet played with a character who wouldn't save the Chargers, and so he could go and live his best life free of being the biggest mother hen ever.

Favorite moment: He brought Dorian's handkerchief for him because he knows he would have forgotten. Big mother hen. No, also the way he just looks at Krem after his personal mission and just... "Never mind, you're doing fine". Basically, whenever he lets himself show he's a big big softie. Also him carrying Sera on his shoulders in battle, yelling "Mayhem!".

Idea for a story: As for Dorian, I'd love love love to write, sooner or later, some expansion of this ficlet and expand that dynamic. I'd also seriously love to read something about him and Krem learning to work together. Some Chargers origin story.

Unpopular opinion: Again, he's another character who doesn't betray you, in my opinion. Even if you sacrifice the Chargers, in Trespasser... He told you from the start he was a spy working for the Qun, right? He was always very open about him being Ben Hassrath, Gatt told you he was called "Liar". You know he lies. As much as you know that Varric lies. Bull's just better at making you forget but... Is it really a betrayal if you were told whose side he was really on from the start? If you were really told he never liked the Tal Vashoth as a concept, if you ask him about Seheron? Not a betrayal, you just forget he was never on your side, if you cut away the one reason he had to change his loyalties (yes I'm including if he's in a romance with either the Inquisitor or Dorian. I like his character so much because a romance is not enough to make him change his mind and become something he clearly say he hates. His men, the life he build for himself, relationships he grew in years are, and if you take that away... He may call you Kadan, you're still just one person and love is not enough on its own.)

Favorite relationship: Him and the Chargers, hands down. They were collectively his way to express himself and find himself and heal after the Horrors, and he's just... I don't know you can see he struggles to give back what he got and it's just so precious.

Favorite headcanon: Plus size, soft bellied Bull still lives rent free in my head. As above, Bull the mama hen taking care of the inner circle. I also still remember Bull the HR manager in Skyhold that @shivunin devised and I had to draw and... Yes.

Elrond:

First impression: I remember I was suspicious of him at first because I already saw the Matrix, and he was the villain, so at 9 I thought that he must have been evil there too. xD

Impression now: I have distinct opinions on book and movie Elrond. I love the first trilogy dearly, but amongst the choices they did I like less and less, the "Let's make Elrond a helicopter dad" is the one that leaves me MEH. But that's on me, the "star-crossed lovers" is a trope that I have extremely little patience for. Still the way he just looks at Aragorn in Minas Tirith, moved and in happy tears... Aaaaaw. I love him I LOVE HIM. and I love how he was written in Rings of Power, give me more Elrond content please, he has so much to give as a character, think of what he has seen!

Favorite moment: The patience and restraint he showed in not kicking Isildur in the volcano with a vengeance. Respect, bro, I would have tossed the jock right into cursing his name and calling him for the asshole that he is. And in Rings of Power, the heart-to-heart talks he has with Durin.

Idea for a story: More Elrond being the weird uncle for Durin and Disa's children. More Elrond dealin with three children on his own. More Elrond and Elros dealing with what the fuck happened to his parents Oh ok now mom is a seagull that's... fine.

Unpopular opinion: I like a lot how he was portrayed in Rings of Power. Yes included his haircut, let him have his Patrick Schwayze phase.

Favorite relationship: Him and Arwen and him and Durin.

Favorite headcanon: We all know he's a big softie when it comes to his children, right? And to children in general. I picture Elladan, Elrohir and Arwen doing shenanigans when they were little, and him... Just sighing and telling them to go to their room, totally unable to even go as far as grounding them. Arwen looked at him with those big blue eyes and he just... Couldn't do anything else.

Tom Bombadil:

First impression: Hey dol, Merry dol! / Ring a dong dillo 🎶 I think I wasn't really understanding what was going on, but I was 9 and I enjoyed the little shenanigan with this weird person who had a wife he loved and sung a catchy song. I didn't question him that much.

Impression now: Still as above, I like him being there, just to show the Hobbits that the world isn't all dark and evil, there is something good to fight for. LOTR is about hope and finding hope when everything around you is dark, and he just does that. If you just go with the flow and don't question him much, take him as just "a quirk", there are some lovely descriptions to be found and a lovely, lovely way to see nature. (which again, is such an important theme in Tolkien's work!)

Favorite moment: That fucking catchy song stays in my head for LONG. Right now I'm humming it. Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo! 🎶

Idea for a story: A meeting between him and the Ents. Which will be... 1000 pages of nothing at all. But come on. It'll be fun.

Unpopular opinion: As above, he's not evil incarnate and pointless in the story. He's a moment of breath with the purpose to remember that the world isn't all scary and that there is some mystery to behold, that doesn't require an explanation, that would make everything worse if he was explained.. There's good and there's light... And there's always something to look at in wonder in the world.

Favorite relationship: He and Goldberry are the ultimate couple.

Favorite headcanon: I think I read somewhere a theory according to whom he's really a Valar? I think he was Aule and Goldberry Yavanna in disguise? Well, Tom Bombadil a Valar is an headcanon I stan. I don't remember where I read it or if my brain made it up right now, but still. (... I could keep the idea for my fic tho. MMMMMH.)

[alwayshappyhoursomewhere]

how do you feel about shoma and marin being so open about their relationship now? will you still support stephane/shoma since your a notorious shipper?

I got this ask last weekend, but was so taken aback by it (and busy) that I just sat on it for a while, feeling like I was fourteen all over again and fighting in ship wars xD thanks for the fond memories anon, and for letting me know I’m a ‘notorious shipper’ sfhjkh thanks

Keeping it short and simple:

I think you’re conflating ‘being supportive of something’ vs ‘shipping something’. And even supporting feels like a weird term, when applied to the relationships of complete strangers. It’s not as if Shoma and Marin need my permission (or anyone else’s) to be together, and I’ve always hated this culture - especially prevalent in East Asian fandoms I guess? - of pushing celebrities to stay single or hide their relationships just to preserve their fans’ illusion that they’re somehow ‘available’. This said, I wholeheartedly support them being happy and fulfilled in their relationship, and that’s all that matters :)

Then there’s shipping, which =/= real life relationships and is (for me, at least) a way to explore characters and dynamics that I find interesting or that touch my heart. I don’t ship shoma/marin because I’m not into their dynamics as a couple, and that’s not even because of the people they are but simply because most heterosexual relationships (especially of the cute/puppy love variety) don’t really interest me.

I could probably spend two hours explaining how beloved and meaningful stephane and shoma’s irl relationship is to me, and also why they are such an interesting pair to ship (platonically and romantically) but that would require time I don’t have, so just go read my fics if you feel so inclined xD I’m not going to stop shipping them anytime soon, if that’s what you were asking.

And since we are on topic, thanks for the chance to pimp out my latest fic about Worlds 2023 (rated M and possibly E later on unless I change my mind and take the one explicit scene out, so keep that in mind if it’s not your thing)

[fadebolt]

yo, i just got to watching west, awesome seeing you as gourmand’s voice! very good job you did :)

also, love your room reviews. it’s so nice hearing about both shared and personal experiences, especially in a game so large. it’s a shame i’m always late to the voting…

Hey, thanks a lot! :D

I'm honestly really taken aback by just how many people liked the voice. Maybe I should have expected it, since people did have a ton of praise for the Spearmaster, Rivulet and Artificer VAs too, but I like to be cautious about my optimism, and I did want to have an open mindset towards potential criticism (so much so that I straight up asked North not to moderate non-positive comments, just in case... which seems to have not been necessary, just as she predicted xd)

But also keep in mind that outside of the times when I did 'haha funny French Scav' voices, I wouldn't really get many people talking about my performances. I imagine this largely came down to the fact that SC already had a ton of established VAs for important characters within Pansear's comics, which often left me mostly with side characters that don't have much screentime (plus live dubs are harder than prerecorded stuff, plus I was often cutting out cus of Discord being Discord, and me having an inconsistent internet connection).

So this is the first time where I'm seeing people say they're headcanoning me as a character (...even if it's a bit ironic for it to be Gour, due to me being kinda skinny and anti-social), which is why I'm so pumped by this. And what's even more fun is that when I showed it to my IRL friends, they legit didn't realize that Gourmand was using my voice, until I told them, and if that ain't a success, then I don't know what is.

Anyways, slightly narcissistic voiceover related rambling aside, I'm really happy that you're liking the room stuff.

Whenever you're putting out something onto the internet, it can get rather difficult to tell whether people give a shit, unless there's a big number on the screen (definitely one of its more annoying traits when compared to the real world, for sure). So I really appreciate this bit of positive reinforcement, and seeing the poll account mentioning me definitely got me squealing (I know they didn't mention me by name, but come on, it was obvious)

Speaking of polls, there's a region one coming up pretty soon, and you can expect some comparisons and ratings on them soon. The new poll's host is also quite anxious about whether or not they're gonna be getting enough traction, so I wholeheartedly encourage you and everyone else to participate in the region tournament, especially since that one is gonna have waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay less polls than the room tournament.

And don't worry about missing some polls. I did too. The timer on them is only 24 hours, and they've been going on for a while, so it's basically inevitable, lol. But discussions about RW experiences is indeed a ton of fun, I have to agree.

[nocompromise-noregrets]

blood red and ice blue for the colorful writing asks!

yay, thank you! <33333

Blood Red: Favourite piece of dialogue from your wip Ooooh, I don't know. I am terrible at picking lines XD Hmmm, let's go look in All I Want Is You...ah, Dáin. With apologies to all Scottish people for the terrible phonetically-spelled accent...here's Bard quitting his job. (also I've realised I have about three chapters in hand for that one, so it's more than time it got an update...)

Making for Dáin’s office, he tapped on the open door and put his head into the room. Dáin looked up from his computer screen and raised his eyebrows into his shock of red hair.

“Morning, laddie,” he said, “what can I do ye for?” and Bard pulled a face, bracing himself.

“You probably aren’t going to like it,” he said, “but I want to give you my notice. I’ll work whatever shifts you need me to, but -”

“But ye’ve found somethin' better tae do with yer time,” Dáin said rather more matter-of-factly than Bard had been expecting, and Bard nodded.

“Sorry,” he said, and Dáin shook his head.

“Ach, don’t give me any o’ that bollix,” he said, “I know ye’ve only been here ‘cause ye’ve had tae be. Ye're not like the likes o’ Dwalin, yer heart’s never been in it.” He waggled his eyebrows. “I suppose yer fancy man’s talked ye intae stayin' home in that nice house o’his?”

Bard blinked, he hadn’t realised Dáin knew about his circumstances, and Dáin let out a huge guffaw of laughter.

“Yer face, laddie, yer face! O’course I know. Good fer you, an’ nice work if ye can get it, I’d say. Get on wi'ye, we can do without you wi’ all these new lads and lassies. Go home an’ let him warm y’up, lad, life’s too short tae be fannyin’ aboot here.”

“Are you sure?” Bard asked, “it looks busy out there,” and Dáin laughed again.

“Ah, feck off ‘am I sure’, if I wasnae sure I wouldnae’ve said it. Go an’ enjoy yer life, look after those bairns o’yours, an’ think of us oot there on the road.” He made a shooing motion with his hands. “Go on, feck off and go wake him up wi’ yer cold hands. I’ll deal with HR. Have a good life, lad.”

“I - um, thank you,” said Bard, completely taken aback; he hadn’t expected it to be this easy. “I - cheers.”

“Don’t mention it,” said Dáin. “Now, feck off, I’m busy.”

As always, I'm incapable of choosing just one or two lines. :D

Ice Blue: Ship trope you think is overused in writing I'm terrible at tropes/recognising them/etc etc, so...I dunno. All of them? When a story is written only for the purpose of including a trope, I kind of just...don't see the point? I'd rather just have a story be a story, without having to include some overdone piece of artificialness like 'there was only one bed' or 'oh they have to pretend to be married' to get the characters together. I dunno, I just find that sort of thing really boring.

Thank you for asking! <333333 Anyone else want to ask me some colourful questions?

[primofate]

Heyy how are you I want to ask if u are willing to make a hc for xiao and child and who ever u want when they ignore they oc for lumin/aether and they're oc think they are tired of them with happy ending. Thanks and have a nice day

Sorry it took so long!!!! Sorry though anon, I’ll do Xiao first and then Childe later (Xiao turned out longer than expected XD)

Characters: gn! reader x Xiao

Headcanon/Short Fic? Turned out longer than I intended lol.

Warnings: slight angst, maybe a lot. idk. Not proofread. Fluff in the end. F word.

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Xiao

“Xiao, how about today? Are you free today?” You’ve been asking him if he’d wanted to take a nice relaxing walk with you for a while now. You think that he’s been working too hard and needed more breaks.

“...Not today,” he doesn’t even look at you when he’s saying this. His eyes are glued to the archway leading into Wangshu Inn.

You know who he’s waiting for and lo and behold, Lumine comes strolling in, just passing the archway and Xiao straightens up. 

You really don’t have anything against Lumine but you also can’t help the slight jealous streak bubbling up from the pits of your stomach

“...Okay. Be careful then,” you don’t say much other than that, not expecting a lot but, as if sensing your unease he turns to you, thoughtful gaze on his face. You stare back at him and tilt your head in slight wonder.

He lifts his hand to barely graze your cheek, the tips of his fingers tickling it. “I’ll be back,” and the next moment with a slight whistle of the wind, he’s gone. When you look down at the archway of Wangshu Inn, he’s standing next to Lumine already.

You take a moment to watch the scene and turn away to go back to Liyue, a heavy feeling in your chest. 

For the next few days you get busy with some paperwork for your job. You hadn’t passed by the inn in a few days. “...Not that Xiao’s free, anyway,” you tell yourself and keep at it during work. You get frequent headaches at work when you stress out too much and so you do make it a point to try and de-stress once in a while or take short breaks.

“He must like Lumine a lot... or something...” You think to yourself one day while looking out your window and up at the moon. “...Or he just... doesn’t care about me anymore...” You blink as a picture of Lumine flashes in your mind’s eyes. “...She is kinda pretty... and strong... and capable...”

You feel yourself getting slightly depressed so you stop thinking about it and go on with your daily tasks.

After a week has passed you were busy at work when there’s suddenly a commotion at the front desk. “Uh, Y/N, there’s someone looking for you...” your co-worker says, pointing at the entrance of the shop, a perturbed look on her face. 

You wonder who it could be and stroll up over there and to your surprise Xiao is glaring at you like you’d done something wrong, arms crossed and everything. “Where were you?! You didn’t come for a week!” Your other co-workers loitering around glance at you and him.

You blink, shocked at his outburst, “Oh, I... was busy,” Xiao seems to let out a long sigh and turns around, “Come walk with me for a bit,” he demands and you get slightly annoyed that he can just stroll in there and demand what he wants and yet you can’t even get a moment with him when YOU want to.

“I’m not on break, so no,” you hold your ground and step back, he twirls around, his turn to be shocked at your refusal. You never refused to spend time with him. He keeps quiet but searches your gaze. “Alright I’ll wait till you’re done then,” he’s about to walk away but you’ve just about had it.

“You don’t have to do anything for me... You’re better off spending time with Lumine, I’m not that interesting,” You say before you could think about it. Your co-workers are watching the scene unfold but before Xiao can say anything you’ve turned around and disappeared into the back of the shop.

Xiao is even more shocked, you were always good-natured and he’s left standing there in the middle of the shop slowly realizing that he might have fucked up somewhere. He gives your co-workers a dirty glare though before stalking off and waiting outside your workplace for the rest of the day.

“Oh... You’re still here,” You were secretly hoping he still was but you were also extremely tired and could feel the dull pain of a headache starting. 

Xiao is silent again but gives you a once over. Then he fumbles with something in his pocket and hands you a vial with some liquid in it. You blink down at it but receive it, turning the small glass around in your hands.

He finally offers an explanation, turning his gaze away from you. “...The traveller said there’s a flower up on the mountains that helps with headaches...” he gives a slight pause here. “It was a little difficult to gather so it took a few days but... we got enough and turned it into an ointment,”

You’re taken aback. So... all those times were actually...“You... For me?” You look up at him, clutching the vial carefully, getting teary eyed at the emotional roller coaster of a week you’ve had.

He senses your distress and turns his eyes towards you once again and just gives a small nod. You suddenly feel guilty and let a few tears fall, not exactly crying but just on the edge of it. “I’m sorry Xiao, I thought--”

“Idiot,” he grabs your arm and pulls you closer to wipe away your tears. You manage to breathe out a small chuckle as he does so. He already knows what you were worried and upset about. “....I’d never replace you,” 

It was so soft that you might have missed it if you didn’t listen carefully, but you heard it and a smile forms on your face, you lean in to kiss him on the cheek “Thank you Xiao!”

A slight pink forms on his cheeks, there wasn’t a lot of people this late at night but it still got him shy. “Wh-Whatever, just try it out and let me know,” he crosses his arms again and starts walking away but you follow him happily.

“I’ll try it out now, can we take a quick stroll right after?” You ask, falling in step next to him. This time, he agrees. And although he acts tough and everything through the night stroll, you’ll suddenly notice that you’ve been holding hands by the end of it.

“Don’t disappear like that again, even if you do I’ll come looking for you,”

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[divinefireangel]

Heyy because SF9 are giants, can I have a reaction on how they are with tiny/shorter s/o? 💗

For some reason I'm smiling like an idiot while writing this 🤦🏾‍♀️😔

Warnings: Fluff. I just went off :].

Youngbin:

Omg he loves you to bits

Thinks you're the cutest fucking thing ever

Since he's tall, he will be kissing your head a lot

Pets you a lot

Looks at you with that smile he gives Jaeyoon when he eats

So much love 😭

Loves to watch you struggle with the higher cabinets tho lol

Laughs adorably seeing your sad plight

"You are so cute "

You can't ever be upset at him cause KISSYS

So many of em you're drowning

Everytime you seem to feel bad about your height, he'll kiss you

Okay his favourite thing ever is when he picks you up to sit you on the counter

Also melts when you just flop on top of him 🥺

Like a puppy who's happy to see him

Inseong:

Proud parent when you do literally ANYTHING????

Like sir, you are hubby. PLS

Laughs cutely at EVERYTHING you do

Why am I screaming?

His favourite thing ever is to rest his head atop yours

It's actually comfortable

For the both of you don't worry 😂

But he's ready to lean down to your height without any hesitation

He claims it's to make it easier for you

But the truth is he can't hear a thing you're saying 💀

He'll NEVER make fun of your height

In fact he'll reassure you that you aren't tiny

But just are fun sized XD

Will beat up anyone who makes fun of your height (including members 💀)

YOU'RE NO. 1 HYPE MAN AKA CHEERLEADER

My god he's whipped cause of your smallness

Jaeyoon:

My hubby 🥺

He's always hugging you

Feels this eerie sense of wanting to protect every time when he's near you

And hugs are always bear hugs btw

Kisses you hair so much

When you look at him with those doe eyes as you struggle to keep your head up

My gosh he loses it

Chances of crying cause of your tinyness : VERY HIGH

Loves carrying you bridal style

Loves seeing you in his clothes

Literally any piece of his clothing lmao

He also loves that even though you are so much smaller than him

He can freely lay on top of you, head on your chest and just sleep there

Won't ever admit it

But when you play with his hair or cheeks when he's cuddling you like a baby

He knows he's home 😭

Dawon:

"Baby baby baby babyyyy"

But those aren't the only petnames he uses lmao

He comes up with so many creative ones like grape, blueberry, muffin, chocolate chip, etc etc

It's all food names

And only the foods he can easily hold in his hands lol

So small foods names 😂😂

Adores when you hug him and put your head on his shoulder

Well you try for shoulder but end up on his pec

He loves holding your face with both his hands🥺

He's a meanie so he will purposely keep things on higher shelves

Only for you to call him and ask for his help

Loves giving you piggy back rides

Makes sure to lean down to kiss your cheek when you aren't paying him attention

Solely to startle you 💀

Zuho:

*sobs in huru*

SO SOFT

SO WORRIED THAT YOU MIGHT HURT YOURSELF DOING DANGEROUS STUFF

Like jumping, standing on your toes, trying to fit in between tall people, etc

His go to reaction whenever you seem tiny is just cooing

Like he coos his cats 🥺

His hands are always touching you

Either they are holding your own or on your shoulders

On his feet every time you need help

Especially when you don't need it 😂

The most Protective Boyfriend™ ever

Okay but he's gonna be super super clingyyy

Cute clingy but still clingy

You know that thing parents do with toddlers? When they make the kid stand on their feet and walk making them laugh uncontrollably?

He's gonna insist on doing that so much 🥺

If you seem like you'll fall, it's okay

He'll catch you and never let you go

Rowoon:

*cries*

HE'S SO FUCKING HAPPY OKAY

Like yeah there are many disadvantages

BUT YOU'RE SO EFFIN CUTE

He genuinely thinks he can keep you in his pocket

Always messes up your hair

ON PURPOSE

Skinship to the max

But due to the height difference

It's just hand holding

Your hand looks so small in his 🥺

Just completely hid away in his palm

Aggressive but kind compliments and gestures

Like pulling you towards him when he senses danger and stuff

Readily picks you up to kiss you 💀

Always taken aback when you hug him

You can barely reach his heart 😭

But you already are in there so it doesn't matter

Yoo Taeyang:

Our god, Yoo TaeYang

His instinct is to hug you from behind

All the damn time

And also to keep you very close to him and his protection

We all know that our sunshine is the type of boyfriend who will coordinate outfits

He loves matching things PLS

So every time he goes shopping, he buys something for the both of you and just cries a lil cause what he's bought for you is so much smaller than his

He loves how since you are small, he can just pick you up in his arms whenever

You can't even protest lmao

Also why he does so much for you

Like the simplest things which you don't even need someone's help for

He does them for you

He cherishes you like that

Silently laughs at your struggles too 💀💀

Hwiyoung:

The first one

I repeat

THE FIRST ONE

To beg you to wear his clothes

Lemme explain.

You is tiny baby

He is not so tiny baby

So his clothes on you will make you look like tinier baby

Making his heart swell in his chest

Pinches you cheeks till they go pink

When you nuzzle your face into his broad self

He feels like he'll fall on the ground

Just an overall simp, if you may

He's never gonna let go of your hand cause he fears you may get hurt if he let's go

If you whine about your height he whines that if you were taller you wouldn't be as cute

Chani:

Boy ain't that tall

But that won't stop him from making fun of your height every single chance he gets

It's okay tho cause he will hold you hand while nagging you

That is in public

At home, is a different story

He's literally all over you

He won't express it out loud but he's silently begging for you to ask for his help with anything

Like getting the snack box from the higher kitchen cabinet

Or your book that he kept on the shelf you can't quite reach

Loves drowning you in his hoodies

Especially when you make sweater paws

If you grab his cheeks to kiss him with your sweater paws

He will start crying.

Cuddles with you being small spoon ALWAYS

I have a feeling that his hugs are heavenly when you're shorter than him

Your arms easily circle his waist, head naturally rests on his shoulder, ears able to hear his heartbeat

He loves pulling you towards him by your clothes cause you collide with his chest when he does that

[parkvcrs]

Hopelessly Devoted to You

SUMMARY: y/n finds a discord invite in her private messaging which leads to a rather interesting smp...

PAIRING: jschlatt x fem!reader.

WARNING(S): mild cursing, mostly platonic until the last line, etc.

NOTES: i would say that this is more of a platonic imagine but, then again, it’s also not? the boyz™️ make fun of y/n and jschlatt... so... take that as you will.

Y/n L/n sat at her monitor, scrolling through her unread messages on Discord when she saw an invite to a server in one of her private messages. Instead of questioning Tommy as to why he wanted her to join, she was much too exhausted and leisurely clicked on the join button — knowing that she was bound to leave within a few minutes since she could not find a stable server that she thoroughly enjoyed.

➜ Welcome, y/n. We hope you brought pizza.

Today at 7:09 PM

sapitus_napitus: who is that

Gogy: what

Quackity: oh 😳

Drè: Guys just kick them lol 😂

t0mmyinnit: wait shouldn’t we wait and see what she has to say tho?

sapitus_napitus: hdjejejwje

sapitus_napitus:

techno: have it your way tommy

techno: @y/n. are you a raider?

Y/n leaned back in her chair, taken aback by such accusations. Before replying, she scanned over the bots in search of disboard.com in an attempt to go for a trustworthy alibi for the time being although it most likely wouldn’t add up since they can just check Audit Logs and see if it adds up. She stared at her computer for a second, blinking, trying to think of the proper approach. One of them was to get defensive but she knew that would only result in suspicions and a potential ban. The other was to do it in an orderly fashion — act meek and coy.

y/n.: No, I’m not a raider. I would never think to stoop down to their level. In fact, I was invited here but I will not give any names since I don’t want to get him in trouble. Sorry to disappoint...?

Schlagg: ok which one of these little shits sent you the invite?

y/n.: Can’t you just check Audit Logs and see for yourself? It should show that the member shared the link with me, right?

Drè: Discord said that the Audit Logs show who generated a link, but it doesn't show who actually used the invite🧍‍♂️

tubbo: welp we’re dOOMED

t0mmyinnit: oh hi tubbo

tubbo: hi tommyy

sapitus_napitus: @y/n.

At the meme exchanged in general, Y/n couldn’t help but giggle at Nick’s humorous direction on the matter. Instinctively, Y/n reacted with a “❤️” on the image. She always appreciated and enjoyed being included in jokes. Even if the situation at hand was nothing but tense.

y/n.: I love that so much! XD

After that, Y/n returned to the member list and came to find out that she was, in fact, the only female member. She gulped and then slowly went back to general where several people were typing.

techno: stop putting memes in general

sapitus_napitus: so ur THAT kind of mod

techno: admin.

sapitus_napitus: so ur THAT kind of admin :/

Schlagg: are you kidding me she isn’t banned yet

Quackity: SCHLATT DOESNT LIKE Y/N CONFIRMED

Schlagg: 😐

Drè: 😐

Schlagg: bc we don’t know how she got here, we don’t know her intentions, and I’m just pointing it out since we need to come to a decision to ban her or not but ok

Gogy: yeah...

tubbo: Maybe I should’ve just stayed offline today 😅

Y/n looked at Jschlatt’s message, a little taken aback by his passive-aggressiveness. She didn’t dare to reply in the same tone for she knew that this entire server was like blindly stepping minefield. One wrong step and it’s over for her. As she was halfway in typing her response, she got several pings from Tommy via their DM pleading her not to rat him out. Sighing, Y/n continued with her response to Jschlatt.

y/n.: Listen, Schlatt(?), I acknowledge that this situation is a little unsettling given that I joined the server without clearance from the others but, in my defence, I was invited by one of the members here. That must say something, right? Or not... depending on your relationship with him. It isn’t my business but I digress. I truly didn’t mean any ill-will from it. I’m so sorry that I annoyed you.

Schlagg: ..........

sapitus_napitus: I think she likes you bro 😏😳

Gogy: I—

techno: clay can you mute sapnap for a few minutes

sapitus_napitus:

Drè: I don’t want to mute him I want to see how this ends

Just as Y/n’s mouse hovered over the “Leave Server” icon, it disappeared — meaning that she was either kicked or banned from the server. She frowned at this, almost upset since she wasn’t finished when it came to easing their scepticisms and unease. After a few minutes, Tommy messaged Y/n to notify her that GeorgeNotFound was the one who kicked her. It came as a surprise to her because she thought Jschlatt should have been the one to give her such an outrageous punishment. She thanked Tommy for the information before her e/c eyes trailed to her friend requests and saw that she had one notification.

She let out a shaky breath and then pulled it up only to find out that Jschlatt sent her a friend request. She contemplated the pros and cons of accepting it but, after their first interaction, Y/n didn’t have the best outlook on him so she declined it.

She closed her eyes for a few moments but when she reopened them, she caught a glimpse of Jschlatt’s name again. He sent another friend request. She sighed exasperatedly and then accepted it. She hurried over to their new PM, desperate to get the first word in.

Schlatt

This is the very beginning of your legendary conversation with Schlatt.

⎯ ⎯ ⎯ ⎯ ⎯ October 23rd, 2020 ⎯ ⎯ ⎯ ⎯ ⎯

y/n.:

Schlatt: hey

y/n.: Hello there...

y/n.: General Kenobi

y/n.: You are a bold one.

Schlatt: cmon dont tell me thats a reference to what i think it is 😂

y/n.: The best movie franchise to ever exist? Then yes. 😌

Schlatt: lol

Schlatt: anyway

Schlatt: ig i just friended you to say sorry

y/n.: Oh, honestly, there is no need. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate it but I disturbed and frightened you all so it was justifiable :):)

Schlatt: dont be like that

Schlatt: it wasnt okay

Schlatt: we shouldve heard you out but George just went ahead and kicked you

y/n.: I mean, Tommy was the only one that wanted you all to hear me out. 😅

Schlatt: so it was Tommy then? he invited you?

y/n.: What a minute 😀✋ you weren’t supposed to figure that out—

y/n.: 🏃‍♀️

y/n.: Please don’t tell the others. I don’t want Tommy getting in trouble.

Schlatt: nah its whatever

Schlatt: we’re pretty much over it by now

Schlatt: dont do it again tho 😂

y/n.: Don’t worry, I wasn’t planning on it again 0-0

y/n.: Sorry though 😬

y/n.: “it’s all good in the hood 🤓☝️”

Schlatt: WHAT

y/n.: What’s the matter? You no like? 🤌🇮🇹

y/n.: Wait, so, what is your name? Or am I getting into unwanted territory? Do you just want to call you “Schlatt”?

Schlatt: well my full name is Johnathan Schlatt but you can call me whatever you like idc

y/n.: WHAT SCHLATT IS YOUR R E A L LAST NAME?

Schlatt: sure is

y/n.: Oh my word, that is the best thing I’ve heard all day.

y/n.: That’s a new way of spelling Jonathan but you know what? I like it — it’s unique.

Their conversation lasted for hours, inevitably ending with Schlatt leaving to take a nap. To this, Y/n L/n smiled to herself, despite having little to no knowledge about Johnathan, she thought that he was charismatic compared to all the other guys she has met on Discord. It was refreshing, to say the least. So it came as no surprise that Y/n started to develop feelings for him.