#i'll be honest... this is not what i was expecting to find in my inbox but i LOVE it i'm HERE for it

[byanyan]

The kid's place is already a mess, various men rifling through drawers and overturning furniture- All stonefaced cold, hard killers- Every single one of them. Their leader does nothing, says nothing. He's smoking a black and gold cigarillo while sitting on the edge of a beat up old mattress, flicking the ashes into a half-filled glass of what appeared to be soda and cheap booze.

A flat onyx screen is pressed to the shell of his ear as a flunkie holds the smart phone with one hand, the ringtone reverberating in his ear until his young, foolish charge picks up.

"I was starting to think you'd forgotten about me," he speaks with a shark's expressionless hunt instinct, little more than single-minded focus and the unnerving patience only a apex predator can embody.

"You have something that belongs to me, Yeong-Hwan Byun. And if you're smart- Which I know for a fact that you are- You will not hang up and you will come home so we can have a little talk. Otherwise, this other kid... Oh, I dunno their name. They're not looking so hot right now. If you don't shake a leg, then shit- I don't think they're gonna make it."

He snaps his fingers and the gunman lowers the smart phone so his hostage can proceed to cry and loudly protest that 'No, Byan, stay away' and then the waterworks kick in in all their melodramatic glory.

Jae motions for the phone to brought back to face level and exhales long blueish wisps of smoke from his nose like a lazy dragon taking a seat upon it's treasure hoard.

"Don't be late, kiddo."

[IUNNO, mad Hyung is mad.]

call byan by their full name, see how they respondㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting!! )

ㅤalthough not sure of what exactly they're expecting upon answering the phone and hearing jae-hyo's voice, they don't anticipate it being anything good. they've been a bit flaky lately, after all — first they kept a little more for themself than they were supposed to, then they started conveniently 'missing' calls... yeah, they think they know what this is about, and they'd be lying if they said they didn't feel a little flicker of fright in the pit of their stomach at the greeting they're met with alone.

pausing at the ledge of the roof, eyes searching for the next best path forward, byan's mouth opens, but nothing makes it out before jae continues. fear intensifies at the use of their full, legal name, but they aren't that concerned — they've always been able to talk their way out of shit before, this shouldn't be any different, right? jae-hyo's got just the barest hint of a soft spot for them, it's something that hasn't escaped their notice (and something they have, perhaps, taken advantage of now)... surely he'll let them off easy, right? they haven't done anything that bad. —that's what they've been counting on, at least; that he'll keep playing that role of big brother and lighten the consequences, let them off with little more than a slap on the wrist.

what they don't expect is to be met with the complete opposite. what they don't expect, even after the order to come home, is for him to have one of the other kids there with him. for him to have shown up to the group home and— ...and what, taken the first kid he crossed paths with hostage? that seems so insane, so completely out of pocket, and byan is fully prepared to call his bluff—

ㅤ—...that is, until they hear a familiar, frightened voice over the speaker, begging them to stay away.

blood running cold, the teen freezes in place. what was once simple fear now blooms into fully-fledged panic, their breath catching in their throat as the weight of the situation fully settles over them, pressing down heavily over their chest. no, no, no, this... this wasn't supposed to happen, this— it was supposed to be fun, they were supposed to break a few noses, earn a bit of cash, and that was it. none of this was supposed to get so serious, it was never meant to be real—

ㅤㅤ" —okay, okay, i hear ya—! "ㅤthey start to respond, but the call ends before they can get any further. before they can tell him to let the kid go. fuck. shit. goddamn fucking son of a bitch—! they don't want to think that jae-hyo would actually kill a child, but they didn't exactly think he'd take one hostage to send them a message and here they fucking are. it's not worth the risk, they'll never forgive themself if one of those stupid kids dies like this because of them. they have to get back to the group home, they have to— ...to face jae-hyo, as well as the consequences of their insubordination. if it was anyone else around the home that he tried to threaten them with, they wouldn't care, but one of the other goddamn kids— ...but that's the whole point, isn't it? he's not stupid, jae knows exactly where to hit them to get what he wants, doesn't he? —fuck.

shoving their phone back into their pocket with a trembling hand, byan finally exhales the breath they hadn't realized they'd been holding and, with adrenaline coursing through their body, they brace themself and take a running leap across to the next rooftop. there's no time to waste.

ㅤapproximately twenty-three minutes later, they're bursting through the front door with reckless abandon. by minute twenty-four, they're panting, running down the hall and skidding to a halt at the door to their room, body stiffening at the sight that lay before them. their belongings, all pulled carelessly from the shelves, drawers, and closets and scattered across the floor, not dissimilar to the way their bedroom had once been torn apart by an unhinged foster mother searching every inch for drugs, weapons, and other paraphernalia to hand over to the police. worse than that though are the several men digging through it all haphazardly, uncaring when anything tossed to the floor breaks beneath one of their shoes.

anger flares hot beneath byan's skin as they step inside, their jaw clenching, but the emotion doesn't compete with the sinking, ice-cold pit of terror in their stomach which sends another freezing chill down their spine. eyes dart briefly over the kid where he's being held in place — they think he's fine, just scared out of his mind. he's fine, right?? — before finally landing on jae-hyo where he's seated neatly on the edge of their bed. their heart pounds heavy against their ribs.

ㅤㅤ" okay, i'm here. i've got your shit. "ㅤmaintaining as level a tone as possible, chest still heaving with each stilted breath, byan holds the other's gaze and swallows hard. there's no hiding the way their fear flashes in their eyes, but they hope keeping a straight face helps to at least minimize it. (they knew jae was dangerous, knew he was capable of some serious shit, but they didn't think he was this kind of dangerous. —or, they never thought they'd be on the receiving end of any of it. it's possible, they're only now starting to realize, that they've taken his favour for granted.) shrugging the vibrant pink backpack off their shoulders, the teen hesitates for a moment before tossing it to the floor at their superior's feet.ㅤ" s'in there, okay? take it back, i don't give a shit, just let the fuckin' kid go. "

[webslingingslasher]

NERDY PETER DRUNK NEOW.🔫🔫🔫

*cleaning out my inbox.*

you must've yawned three hundred times before you finally gave into sleeping. right as you dozed off, your phone rang at full volume and you swear you've never been more awake in your entire life.

'hi, handsome.'

'hiiii, my beautiful, lovely, wicked pretty girlfriend.' you pull your phone back and look down at the contact, yes, it's peter. when he said he had plans to hang out with his friends you didn't expect a drunk dial.

'hi, peter. are you having fun?' you press a finger in your free ear, it's loud and you're trying to focus on his voice. 'so much fun. i really miss you though.'

'i miss you too, honey. do you want me to come pick you up? i'll bring you back to may's.' you imagine he's shaking his head on the other side of the phone, but you can't hear it and he misses that part.

'but can i come over after?' you're about to tell him of course, until he adds a second part. 'unless you're mad at me for what i did.'

peter doesn't drink. you've never seen him drunk. and the first time he lets loose he does something bad? your head's spinning, you're already thinking of a million devistations.

'what did you do?' you tuck your thumbnail between your teeth and nibble. 'total transparency here, sweetheart. a girl bought me a drink and i took it.'

you wait and nibble harsher. you hear him swear on the other line, you're expecting the 'and...' to come. instead, 'i knew you'd be upset. i promise i didn't flirt with her, i even said i had a girlfriend but she did it anyway.'

that's it? he called to tell you another girl bought him a drink at a bar?

'is that all?' you imagine him nodding this time. 'uh huh. she asked what i was drinking, and i told her i don't drink and she insisted she buy me one of her favorites. it was really good, i think you would like it.'

'is she still talking to you?' peter hiccups, 'no. she went away. do you want me to find her?' you cut him off, 'no! no, do not go find her.'

'okay. i'll stay here. is it okay if i keep drinking?' you smile softly, he's too cute sometimes.

'yes, you can keep drinking.' you hear a cluster of voices around him, it's his friends teasing him. it's gentle chirps, it warms your heart to know he has good people around him at all times.

'okay. i have to go because i don't want to be a simp. i love you.'

you giggle, 'i love you too, handsome.'

you weren't able to even set your phone down before it lit up again, you smile at the contact photo. 'yes?'

'can you make spaghetti for when i come over? i really want spaghetti.' you laugh, he can finally understand how good it feels to eat when you're drunk.

'yes, i can do that. i love you, have fun, okay? just let me know when you're on your way.'

'okay! and if i get anymore drinks bought for me i'll let you know, because open and honest communication is how we'll stay together forever.'

you can't wait until he's a babbling mess in your kitchen. 

[gamergirl-niffler]

As everyone has been making requests, I think it's time for me to make one too! I kindly request some headcanons featuring either Douma or Dabi (I'll let you choose!) and a female reader who is initially very shy, but it turns out she possesses remarkable combat skills 💋

Of course, you had to squeeze into my inbox!

BUT OKAY! FINE!

Dabi & Douma x Shy fem!reader with remarkable combat skills

Douma

🧊 "D-Douma-dono? Are you sure?” you ask quietly.

🧊 Douma honestly finds you charming! You are cute, small and oh so shy, and, of course, pretty!

🧊 You are just a demon but there is so much more to you!

🧊 So of course he took you under his wings to take care of you.

🧊 "T-Thank you so much, Douma-dono!” you always thank him no matter what.

🧊 Your shyness is beyond him. He could never understand why you always hide behind him or stammer while addressing him or other Upper Moons.

🧊 You always act careful and quiet around him, blushing and mumbling more to yourself than to him.

🧊 It changed when he took you for a little walk in a moonlight, and the two of you came across a demon slayer who was a bit too sure of his skills.

🧊 Douma didn't even pull out his fans when you suddenly jumped into action.

🧊 He was honestly in deep shock, seeing what skillful demon you really are!

🧊 You moved like a beautiful dancer and your Blood Demon Art was just as magnificent to the point it actually took his breath away.

🧊 Pretty soon, you stand there, covered in slayer's blood.

🧊 "My my my! Look at you! Such a potential! Y/N, I would never expect such a thing from you! Wonderful!” He praised you while you seemed to return to your old self.

🧊 "Douma-dono! That's... That's nothing-really," you stammered as he approached you. "I-I just did what I had to."

🧊 Douma chuckled, cupping your cheeks. "And it was beautiful. You have a chance to even join the upper ranks!”

🧊 You just blinked, looking up at your master and suddenly your face went fully red as you couldn't handle all the praises. 

🧊  Douma still finds it cute, he is going to use it a lot against you in near future.

Kremator (jk! iykyk!)

Dabi

🔥 He finds you annoying.

🔥 You're supposed to be a villain? That's some kind of bad joke to him.

🔥 For him, you are just a mess, let's not forget, an annoying mess to be honest.

🔥 Each time you interact with him, you are blushing, babbling to the point of talking nonsense and stuttering, stumbling over your own words.

🔥 When Dabi snaps at you to finally make some sense, it only gets worse!

🔥 So he simply turns on his hill to walk away. He isn't in the mood to deal with that.

🔥 Others tell him that "she are just shy" as if it would change anything. Get a grip on yourself!

🔥 It all changes during one of the fights against heroes the two of you were part of.

🔥 Dabi is doing fine on his but others... They kinda fall behind. 

🔥 Then you step in and actually are useful for once!

🔥 The sight of you going against a hero twice your size like it would be nothing is something he never expected to see!

🔥 Always so quiet, yet now you are not only using your quirk but some combat abilities he would never even think you possess.

🔥 You are moving so quickly and smoothly like it would be your second nature.

🔥 And just like that, the hero is down and you stand in front of him like always, just with a slightly worried look. "D-Dabi... Are you o-okay?" 

🔥 Dabi chuckles and then pats your head, making you freeze and go red. "Good job, guess you aren't that useless. Good girl."

🔥 There you go again, stumbling over words as you try to thank him. "I... I j-just," you blush deeply. "I-it's nothing r-really," shaking your head you hide face in your palms in a poor attempt of covering your now fully red face.

🔥 It was kinda... Cute? You acted like a bunny.

🔥 "Let's go now. I am curious about what else you can do," he says. 

🔥 You nod eagerly and without a word follow him.

[halucynator]

Hi Sweetie ~~ ✨

Please can I request a fic based on Nonsense by Sabrina Carpenter? Any Slytherin boy will do 🤣 I just need fluff in my life~~ 💞

No worries if not x

Nonsense

I'm lazy so this is the second part of Someone Will Love You Better lmao. I think it fits. Part 1 is here.

Also I'm so sorry! I didn't even notice that I got sent this! Idk how long it's been in my inbox but if it's a long time I'm SO sorry!! Hope you like it xx the red italic writing are the lyrics xx the lyrics are edited to suit the text (ofc)

Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader

Warnings: implied smut (like 3 words?), kissing, not proof read, I think that's it

Summary: based on the song Nonsense by Sabrina Carpenter.

It had been a couple of weeks since you and Draco had broken up. You had to face Mattheo which was easier than expected.

Think I only want one person in my dorm. I might change your nickname to don't leave me alone. Said you like my eyes and you like to make em roll. Treat me like a queen now you got me feeling thrown. Those were the words that clouded your mind as you saw the love of your life.

Who could you possibly be talking about? The answer stood right in front of you. Mattheo Riddle. You'd liked him since forever. Well, since you'd known him which was after you started dating Draco. And to your delight, HE asked YOU out a week ago because Draco told him you liked him. Crazy, right? Here you thought you'd have to make the first move.

I guess he liked you just as much as you liked him. However, one think he didn't like was PDA.

But he was so hot and you couldn't help yourself, when he got close to you. And so he was forced to partake in any public display of affection and he grew to not mind it as much. It was you, after all. And he'd do anything for you.

Your tongue went numb around him, and made you sound like a complete idiot constantly making it sound like you were saying unintelligible words such as bleh blah blee.

You didn't want no one else, you were in too deep.

"Here's a lil letter I wrote. It's about you and me." You handed him a love letter, your cheeks the deepest shade of crimson.

He smiled, like a full one, which was a rare occasion. Usually he settled for subtle smiles. So subtle, you couldn't be sure if it was a smile.

Inside the letter the following words were written:

I'll be honest. Looking at you got me thinking nonsense. Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in. And when you got your arms around me, oh, it feels so good I had to skip a passage because otherwise this letter would be too long. I think I got an ex but I forgot him. And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it. I don't even know I'm talking nonsense. I'm talking all around the clock, I'm talking hope nobody knocks, I'm talking opposite of soft, I'm talking wild wild thoughts.

Love

Your princess,

Y/n

Mattheo laughed as he shook his head. "You didn't have to write it down! I already know I'm irresistible."

"you've gotta keep up with me, I've got some young energy. I caught the L-O-V-E, how do you do this to me?"

"Do what love?" Mattheo asked.

"around you I get butterflies. But I can't help myself when I get close to you. Baby my tongue goes numb. Sounds like bleh blah blee. I don't want no one else. Baby I'm in too deep."

He kisses your lips and hands you a letter.

"Here's a lil letter I wrote, it's about you and me." He says grinning as you open the letter.

And surely enough the letter had the following words written:

I'll be honest. Looking at you got me thinking nonsense. Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in. And when you got your arms around me, oh, it feels so good I had to skip a passage because I don't want to keep you too long. I think I got an ex but I forgot him. And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it. I don't even know I'm talking nonsense.

Love,

Someone who you don't want to leave you alone,

Mattheo Riddle.

"This love catchier than chickenpox is. I think your dorm is where my other sock is. Woke up this morning, thought I'd write you a letter. Wanna take a quiz?" You asked

"Sure. What about?" Mattheo questioned.

"how quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz." You chuckled.

"You're adorable, you know that?" Mattheo said as he kissed your cheek.

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A/n: hope you like it as much as I did writing it! It's kinda short! Request again anytime love 💗 again I am super sorry for the wait !

[kristeristerin]

Pretty Little Liar - 2

I know I said to be on the look out for chapter two next Friday, but I have 0 self control. Also, this week I turn in my English final so hopefully I will have some time to post a couple of drabble requests from my inbox in the next week. How do you all feel about some Tarquin content? ;) Anyway, here is Pretty Little Liar Chapter 2!

Summary: When you and Feyre find yourselves prisoners in the Spring Court you readily accept the challenge of distracting Lucien while she works to bring the court down around Tamlin. Falling in love with your mate was never your intention.

Chapter 1

Your arrival at the Spring Court was met with more smiles than you would have expected. Though you supposed that had more to do with their relief at seeing Feyre alive and well than the appearance of one of her Night Court captors.

A maid named Alis showed the two of you to your rooms. They were side by side and across the hall of Lucien's room. As soon as you were left alone, Feyre turned to you.

"Please don't leave me alone in this room." She grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to her. "I'm sorry to ask this of you, but please stay in here with me at night. I don't think he'd try to force himself on me, but I'd feel more comfortable if he knew I wasn't alone at night."

You took her second, still gloved, hand in yours and squeezed them both. "Of course, I'll stay with you." You took a shaky breath, "to be honest, I don't want to be alone either."

"There is one more thing," Feyre stepped back from you and removed her glove. You gasped, seeing the intricate tattoo on her now uncovered hand.

"You and Rhys?" you whispered, "Did you?"

She shook her head, "We aren't married. Last night, we snuck out to see a Priestess, and he swore me in," her voice dropped even lower, "as High Lady of the Night Court."

Your eyes went wide, and you immediately dropped to one knee. "It's an honor to serve you, My Lady."

She knelt beside you. "There is no reason to do that. I don't need you to serve me. I need you here as my friend." She pulled you into a hug. "I just needed you to know that I will fight for us. We will make it home; I promise you that."

"I'll help any way I can," you assure her. You watched as she glamoured her hand, and your High Lady's tattoo disappeared.

The two of you were readying for bed when a sharp knock on the door caught your attention. You remained sitting on the bed as Feyre answered the door. Neither of you were surprised to see Tamlin on the other side.

"How are you settling in?" he was speaking to Feyre but eyeing you warily from the doorway.

"We are well, Thank you." she replied, gesturing to you, "We were just about to go to sleep."

"Together?" his forehead scrunched, and he pressed his lips in a tight line. "You've been provided with separate rooms."

"I know," she replied airily, "I asked her to stay with me. She's nervous about her new surroundings, and I'd like her close in case I have a nightmare."

He paled slightly at the reminder of her fitful sleeping in the months following what happened under the mountain.

"Very well then," he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "Good night, ladies. May you have sweet dreams, Feyre."

You could barely repress the roll of your eyes until he had left and closed the door behind him.

The following week was filled with tense moments where Tamlin would try to get Feyre to spend time alone with him, and you'd be there following her like a lost puppy. Each time he let out a frustrated sigh and glared at you, it became harder and harder to suppress your smile.

When Tamlin wasn't near the two of you, Lucien was. Though he never made any attempts to separate the two of you. He was much more content watching from close by with a guarded stare. If anyone were going to cause an issue with your plans to escape, it'd be him.

—---------

You felt the telltale caress against your shield as you silently lay in bed facing your friend.

"I have a plan, but I need your help," even in your mind her voice was just a whisper.

"Anything," your swift reply brought a smile to her lips.

"If we are going to destroy the court from within, we must divide them. I know how to provoke Tamlin, but I need your help with Lucien. He'll be eager to get to know you better. Just distract him while I start moving pieces into place."

You scrunched up your nose. "I know I said anything, but are you sure that's the only thing you can have me do?"

Her answering smile was apologetic. "He's already suspicious of me, but if you can use the bond to get closer to him, perhaps it'll be enough of a distraction, and we can return home sooner. Who knows, you may even enjoy the attention."

Her waggling eyebrows cause you to gag, and the two of you soon giggle.

Feyre was fast asleep an hour later, and you lay awake thinking over what she asked of you. Sure, Lucien was handsome enough, but could you spend so much time in his presence without giving away your contempt toward him? Also, given your last interaction, how would you make the ruse believable enough that he genuinely believes you're interested in pursuing the bond? Sighing, you quietly slide out of Feyre's bed and reach the door. On your way to the kitchen to find a late-night snack, you briefly stop by the closed door to Tamlin's study when you hear two male voices on the other side.

"All I want to know, Tamlin, is why you didn't ask me?" You could hear the frustration in Lucien's voice.

"I thought you would be thankful that I was thoughtful enough to retrieve your mate. Now you have a proper chance to claim her." "Thankful?" Lucien's low growl surprised you. "You think I should be thankful that you took my mate from her home and forced her to come here against her will? How am I supposed to pursue her, knowing she'd rather put a dagger in my back than look at me? Honestly, Tamlin, are you so naive that you can't see they are up to something? Do you trust Feyre?"

Tamlin snarled, and something heavy hit the other side of the door. "DO NOT talk about Feyre that way. I don't blame you if you don't trust your mate, but Feyre was under his control. She didn't know what she was doing. She's home now, and I will keep her safe." There was a pause before Tamlin spoke again. "I need you to keep an eye on your mate, Lucien. I need you to watch to make sure she doesn't cause any trouble, but more importantly, I need you to keep her away from Feyre as often as you can so I can remind her how good her life was with me. After the stunt they pulled, insisting they share Feyre's bed, and they have spent every moment together this week, I'm worried she will try to influence her against me."

You didn't wait to hear Lucien's answer as you continued toward the kitchen. You smirked as you thought back over what Tamlin had said. If he was so upset about Feyre using you as an excuse to keep him from her bed, your plans were already falling into place, and his order to Lucien would only make things that much easier.

—----------------- The sound of the kitchen door opening startled you as you looked up from your cup of tea. You relaxed slightly, noting the telltale red hair of Lucien entering the room.

Seeing you there, he paused for the doorway for several tense seconds before moving into the room to make a cup for himself. "Mind if I join you?" his voice was barely above a whisper, but it shattered the tense quiet between you.

"Not at all," you mumbled, gesturing toward the seat directly across you.

He sat lost in his thoughts for several minutes before he again spoke. "Do you- or- rather, are you seeing anyone currently?"

You sighed and bit your lip before looking up at him. "Does it matter if I were?"

"Of course it does!" he looked appalled at your accusation. "Think what you want of me, but I never intended this to happen. I had hoped I'd be able to approach you once everything with Hybern was sorted out." Lucien lowered his head and added, "I'd hoped you'd allow me to court you properly."

He was visibly shaking, and before you registered the action, you reached across the table and put a steadying hand on his. He stilled immediately.

"While I have had my share of lovers," you raised an eyebrow at the low growl that rumbled in his chest but bit back a laugh at the sheepish dip of his head. "As I was saying, I have been with lovers, but nothing remotely consistent or resembling a relationship in many, many years."

He hummed in response as he took another drink of his tea. "What about you, Lucien Vanserra?" you gave him a smile that you hoped came across as flirtatious. "I have heard many things about you and your reputation. There are rumors that you have left a trail of broken hearts through several of the courts."

He laughed, "In my younger years, perhaps, but nothing recently. Nothing outside of Calanmai, that is."

"Oh," your traitorous heart sank. The holiday had occurred only a week after the snapping of your bond. You knew nothing would come from your bond, but it hurt more than you would have guessed to know that he had taken another female to bed so soon after learning of you.

Sensing your discomfort, he reached across the table and gave your hand a slight squeeze. "It wasn't my choice." His voice cracked, "Tamlin refused, but the ceremony had to be done. I didn't want to and didn't want her." Lucien shook his head, "But I did my duty, and unfortunately, the Priestess ensured she was at the right place at the right time."

"I'm sorry," you whispered. "That must have been truly terrible." He swallowed hard and looked away. When the silence stretched between you this time, it was much more companionable. "I think I am going to try to get some sleep." you pull your hand back from where he had still been holding yours, "Would you like to escort me?"

"Of course," he smiled gently.

When you reached Feyre's bedroom door, you turned toward him. "Thank you, Lucien."

His hand grabbing yours caused you to turn back towards me, "Can I show you around the grounds tomorrow after breakfast?"

You look away, biting your lip before looking back at him through your lashes. "That sounds lovely."

He grinned at you before making a show of bowing and pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. "Until the morning then, my lady."

—------------------- You were the last to enter the dining room for breakfast the following day, and it seemed as if you had walked in on a strained conversation. "All I'm saying is perhaps we should hear her out, Feyre." The High Lord's knuckles were white as he gripped the arms of his chair.

Feyre looked livid but snapped her mouth shut. "Fine," she said, "I will hear her out."

Tamlin nodded to a sentry at the door, and they swiftly left. Feyre's tension seemed to ease slightly when you took the seat next to her, and she raised an eyebrow when you shyly smiled at Lucien across the table.

"Good Morning, my lady." he breathed, "I hope you slept well."

"Good Morning, Lucien," you greeted back as you began to load your plate. "I slept well enough. Though, it would have been more restful had my Dear Feyre stayed on her side of the bed."

You smiled at your friend as she stuck her tongue out and poked you in the ribs. From the head of the table, Tamlin cleared his throat. "Well, if she's impacting your sleep, perhaps you could begin sleeping in your bed."

You turned to look the High Lord directly in his eyes, "I'm afraid MY bed is clear on the other side of Prythian, so I suppose I will deal with Feyre and her spooning tendencies." You smile sweetly as he growls, and you watch claws extend from his knuckles and sink into the wood of his chair.

You were saved from his response as a blonde high fae in blue priestess robes breezed into the room.

Your eyes narrowed as she moved to stand behind Lucien. He flinched when she rested a hand on his shoulder. You could not stop the snarl you let loose, not only because of the possessive gesture but also because she was dismissing his discomfort.

She turned to you and raised a brow. "Oh, how sweet? Are you Lucien's mate?" Her tone made it clear she thought it was anything but sweet. "You are a fortunate female." She leaned forward and added, "It's true what they say about Autumn males and the fire in their blood making them wonderful lovers."

You stood so abruptly your chair clattered to the ground behind you. The only thing that kept you from leaping across the table at the priestess was Feyre's grip on your hand.

"Lucien," Tamlin's booming voice startled you, but you glared at Ianthe. "Get her out of here."

Lucien shook Ianthe's hand from his shoulder and was around the table and at your side in seconds. He gently gripped your elbow as he pulled from the room toward the kitchens.

You wouldn't look at him, and neither spoke as he loaded food and a bottle of wine into a bag. Once finished, he hesitantly took your hand and led you out the back door.

"Where are you taking me?" you finally asked as the two of you approached the stable.

"I thought we might go for a ride so that you can see more of the grounds." He led you further into the stables and started readying a horse.

You chewed on your bottom lip as you watched him. "Something wrong?" he asked when you noticed you were watching him.

"I don't have much riding experience," you mumbled.

"Oh," he ran a hand through his red hair. "Well, we can share a horse. That's no trouble at all." He turned back to continue readying the horse, but you swore you saw him smirking at the pink tinge on your cheeks.

Once the horse was ready, he helped you up before climbing on and settling behind you. You tensed when he wrapped his arms around you to grab the reins. Your attempt to touch as little of him as possible left you in an unnatural and uncomfortable position. You rode silently for nearly 15 minutes when he stopped and dismounted before turning to help you down from the horse.

"Wait here," he handed you the horse's reins before taking his pack from the saddle and disappearing between the trees. "Can you tie the horse up here for me, please?"

When he returns, he is without the pack, and you have just finished securing the horse.

"Do you trust me?" Lucien asked while offering a hand to you.

"Not even a little," you fight back a laugh as you put your hand in his. He only chuckled in response.

"Close your eyes," he began to lead you through the trees, "I have a surprise for you."

You complied, though the lack of sight caused you to stumble more than once. When the ground evened out, he moved to stand behind you. A tremor ran down your spine when you could feel his breath on your ear.

"Open your eyes," he whispered.

The sight before you caused you to gasp. Lucien had brought you to a small clearing in the forest. He had laid out a blanket, and on it was the bottle of wine and food selection. Beside the blanket was a pool of the most transparent water you had ever seen. The sunlight appeared to dance on the sparkling surface.

He led you to the blanket, and once you were settled, he offered you a glass of wine. Accepting it gratefully, you took several sips before setting it aside. Your stomach rumbled.

"Food was a good choice," you break off a piece of bread. "I'm sorry about interrupting your breakfast."

"There is no reason to apologize. She was goading you, and honestly, I'd rather not have been in the room for their conversation anyway. Besides," he raised an eyebrow at you, "I must admit your very vocal response to another female's hands on me was interesting."

You turn away to hide your blush. "I can't believe you put this together for me."

He gave you a roguish grin, "This is the least of what I can do for you, My Lady."

You threw your head back in laughter. "You, Lucien Vanserra, may be the most dangerous male I have ever met."

"And why is that?" his grin never faltered.

"Because I can see how you got that reputation. You must be a very easy male to fall for." You reach across the blanket to grab a couple of grapes before popping one in your mouth.

His eyes softened as he leaned back on the blanket, "I have no intentions of breaking your heart."

You look down at your hands to avoid his penetrative gaze, "Perhaps it'll be me who breaks your heart." Your voice is barely above a whisper.

His warm hand lifts your face to look back at him before he moves his hand to cup your jaw.

"Perhaps it'll be worth the heartbreak," he whispered back as he began to lean in.

Your eyes flutter shut briefly before you quickly throw a grape into the air and try to catch it, putting more space between you. Thankfully, the two of you laugh when it hits you directly in the forehead instead. Lucien grabs a grape himself, and you playfully shove him when he catches his on the first try and winks at you.

The two of you spend the next hour laughing together as you get to know one another and enjoy your small feast. When the food is gone, you find yourselves lying on the blanket, passing the wine bottle back and forth, glasses long forgotten.

"So," you ask, propping yourself up on an unsteady arm, "Is this how you spend your time in the Spring Court then? Laying the grass, cloud gazing, and getting respectable ladies drunk?" He turned to you and gave you a breathtaking smile. "No, I very rarely have such enchanting company. How did you spend your time in the Night Court?"

Your smile faltered, "Lately? All of our time has been preparing for a war that I'm not certain I will have the capability of being on the right side of."

Pain flashed in his eyes, "I'm sorry. I know I've already told you I didn't intend this to happen. While I'll admit a selfish part of me is grateful for the time to get to know you, I would return you to your home in a heartbeat if I could."

You weren't sure why, but something about the sincerity in his voice caused your heart to ache.

The lazy ride back to the manor was much more comfortable than the ride there. Instead of shying away from Lucien, you lean back into him. The position allowed him to grip you closer to himself while holding the reins with one hand. You arrived back quicker than you'd have liked, and seeing Feyre waiting by the stables, a knowing look in her eye, had guilt clawing at you.

That night, you lay in bed thinking about your time with Lucien and couldn't help the spiraling guilt because, for a moment, you forgot that you were supposed to be pretending to like him. As you drifted off, the words you said to him kept repeating in your head.

You must be a very easy male to fall for. Perhaps it'll be me who breaks your heart.

Tag List: @glitterypirateduck

[waterfallofspace]

A Word-Filled Update

that no one's asking forrrr~

Sooooo, hiya~ ^^

Realized I kinda dropped out without much word, and wanted to give a lil update to anyone who may care, (and specifically to all the unfilled requests that have been sat in my inbox for months now T~T)

Dropping it under a cut because it gets quite long~ but I'll also TL;DR it with: been a bit burnt out, trying to get back into this, I apologize for all the unanswered asks, and I will be trying to get to the ones I can, but I'll be focusing more on trying to enjoy the process of making content~ Thank you to anyone who's stuck around <3

(Tw for brief mention of mental health/neurodivergencies~ nothing in depth or dark, but just incase anyone wants to avoid that <3)

Nothing serious has been going on, mostly just burn out and a bit of drama in main friend group, combined with free time just being a lot more limited recently~ (not a bad thing, most of it is because I'm getting to talk more with friends I've gotten closer to this past year~)

That said, I've been trying to get back into content, making it, reblogging it, etc, without letting it become all-consuming. I find, with the way my brain works, mostly to do to some wonderful neurodivergent tendencies, I tend to fall heavily into 'all of nothing' mentality.

This shows up in my day to day life, (ie: can't wash the dishes for weeks until I suddenly do them all in one day) and I've definitely noticed it with content creation. Need to write and finish a story in one go, record a wav as fast as possible, always afraid I'll lose that motivation.

But honestly? I love making content on here! And I'm not a huge blog, nor do I care if I am (at least trying not to, if I'm being painfully honest~) but I genuinely love making content. Whether it's just for me, a request that I am hoping one specific person will enjoy, or a story I write with a community in mind, I just love creating~

So, I'm trying to ease my way back into this! Bit by bit, let it be fun, and enjoyable, with less internal pressure to produce as much as I can, as fast as I can, and make it be perfect.

I won't lie and say 'numbers don't matter to me', if I'm honest, they do. But I'm learning more and more how to let it be about the content, and to just enjoy the process~ (and if people like it, that'll be a wonderful bonus!~)

Wooo this is getting so long, I apologize sincerely! Last thing, something I've mentioned a few times previously but never really let myself get into... requests~

I'm so honoured that people care about my content enough to have asked for things, and getting any ask, request, praise, ask lists, heck even just a 'hi!' is honestly the best part of this blog for me!

Buuuut, I definitely worked myself into burn-out before with a "every request needs to be filled and fast" mentality, that led to just... not filling any.

So! I'm going back through my inbox, and deleting some older ones that I don't have a clear vision/motivation for. I apologize to anyone who requested them, though by now it's possible they're long gone~ But I think this will help me not only start enjoying the creation process without feeling so overwhelmed, but also start actually getting more content made~

There are definitely a bunch that I still adore, and am thrilled to get to test out, but if there's one you remember sending, and you really want to see it completed, please feel free to send another ask saying what it is you want done, and I'll see if I can get that going <3

And if you've stuck it out to the end here- uh hi! ^^ I'm sorry this is so long, I'm such a words person, but I appreciate you so much, not just for any support you've offered, but just bothering to read this <3 I genuinely didn't expect most to make it this far, so thank you so deeply <3 and I hope to see you guys around as I start reblogging stuff more!~

[lopposting]

Korea Game awards Game Director interview transcription <Lies of P>

Source (KR)

Hey so, I went through some Korea Game Awards stuff. It looks like there was a lot of content recorded for the event, but it doesn't really seem available online. I did find this interview with the director uploaded by a ruliweb user. It ended up being more of talk related to the industry and not all that related to LoP, but I figured I might as well share it since and I had gone through it anyway [and who knows, this could all be lost media one day!].

On LOP winning GOTY - South Korea

The Metacritic score was honestly higher than he expected

Talk about expanding the console games industry in Korea. Again, in South Korea - a leading world of PC Bangs and E-Sports, MMORPGs reign supreme! [Reading around the k-net supposedly LoP is notably one of the first major south korean developed single-player console title? I want to write about this more]

Influenced by other console, single player titles like Naughty Dog's Uncharted Series. [me: I love you, NG's The Last of Us.]

I'm pretty sure that based on his answers he will continue to spearhead the Lies of P IP

Send me an Inbox if you have a correction or see possible error/clarification needed!

[The "footage" doesn't seem available so it's a little hard for me because we can't hear the phrasing, so it's my best guess]

[VERY ROUGH TRANS]

ENG

Hello, nice to meet you, I am Choi Ji-won, general director of Lies of P [Jiwon Choi]

What games have you participated in developing so far? Asker Online, and just recently I was in charge of Lost Ark. [note: MMORPG and he did combat direction]

What do you think are the virtues of a good developer?

Above all, I think it's being clear and unwavering in direction

To what extent have I achieved compared to my goal? I think I've achieved about 80% of it.

I think the remaining 20% area

I want to at least overcome that level of fun I had, and the remaining area is one where the goal is to explore new fun

To do that, you have to put in a lot of effort, enjoy the game a lot, and talk a lot with your fellow development colleagues to achieve the fun you want

I want to get into that zone This is really honest

What advice can you give to juniors who want to become developers? Above all, you must become a gamer 'Does that fun really move you?' And do you want to give this feeling to yourself by becoming a developer?' I would like to take this opportunity to tell you once again that it is more important than anything to make an effort just to have fun

Why did you become a game developer? I've been a console game fanatic since I was young So, while enjoying famous masterpieces in console games, I also want to create a game that can provide this kind of fun I think it would be The Uncharted Series at that time I think I was able to analyze why this was fun while playing So I decided to become that kind of developer

What do you think about the Metascore rating results? [note: I'm assuming they're talking about the metacritic score, which is a critic aggregate (Lies of P currently sits at an 80)]

I'll be really honest about this too I thought it was a better score than the score I received. [Note: This is what he says, but I think what he means is "It was a better score than the one what I was expecting"] When I saw the evaluations of the metascore I realized I was only thinking about a small aspect and thought, 'I was [too] focused on the completion of just this area' But now, 'I need to think about a broader field and focus on it again.' It was that kind of experience

What is your ultimate goal as a developer?

Rather than being a developer who receives positive reviews from users, I actually want to remain as a developer who has a positive influence on other fellow developers in the field I hope to become someone who can serve as an opportunity to further improve and develop the development culture and development capabilities of our country's game industry

How do you feel when you receive positive and negative feedback?

(If you think positively) Thank you But I think we should never be satisfied with that (When receiving negative feedback) More and more, there were instances of reflection from a gamer's perspective like ‘Okay. I should have been more in his shoes.’

Any last words you would like to say? I don't think this award is ever meant for me I think this is an award given to everyone on the team I will take this as a sign to work even harder in the future We will continue to do our best to become a developer that can provide only fun and emotion

KOR

안녕하세요 반갑습니다 <> 총괄 디렉터 최지원 입니다

Q: 그동안 개발에 참여하신 게임은 ?

<애스커 온라인>, 직전엔 <로스트아크> 프로젝트를 담당했습니다

Q: 좋은 개발자의 덕목은 무엇이라고 생각하시나요?

무엇보다 뚜렷하고, 흔들리지 않는

방향성을 제시하는 것이라고 생각합니다

Q: 내 목표정에 비해 어는 정도까지 달성했나요?

약 80% 정도는 달성했다고 생각을 해요

남은 20% 영역

본인이 느꼈던 그 재미 이상을 넘어서

새로운 재미를 추구할 수 있는 영역이라고 생각을 합니다

그러려면 정말 노력도 많이 해야 되고

게임도 많이 즐겨야 되고

같은 개발 동료분들과도

원하는 재미를 정말 많이 한 방향이 되도록

대화도 많이 해야 되거든요

저는 그 영역에 도달하고 싶습니다

이게 정말 솔직한 겁니다

Q: 개발자가 되고 싶은 후배들에게 해줄 수 있는 조언은?

무엇보다 게이머가 되어야 됩니다

그 재미를 통해서 본인에게 정말 감동이 되는가?'

그리고 이 감동을 본인도 개발자가 돼서 선사하고 싶은가?'

진짜 재미만을 위해서 노력하는 게

무엇보다 중요하다는 것,

다시 한번 이 자리를 빌려서 말씀드리고 싶습니다

Q: 게임 개발자가된 계기?

저는 어렸을 적부터 콘솔 게임 덕후였습니다

그래서 콘솔 게임에서 유명한 명작들을 즐기면서

나도 꼭 이런 재미를 줄 수 있는 게임을 만들고 싶다

그때는 <언차티드 시리즈>일 것 같아요

플레이하면서 이게 왜 재밌는지를 분석을 할 수 있었던 것 같아요

그래서 그러한 개발자가 되기로 결심을 하게 됐습니다

Q: 메세타스코어 평점결과 에 대해서 어떻게 생각하시나요?

이것도 정말 솔직하게 얘기할게요

받은 점수보다는 더 나은 점수라고 생각을 했었어요

그 메타스코어에 대한 평가 내용들을 봤을 때는

납득이 가더라고요

작은 영역에서만 생각을 했었고

'그 부분에 대한 완성도만 봤었구나...'

근데 이제는 '더욱더 넓은 분야까지도 생각을 하고,

또 정진해야겠다.' 그러한 계기가 됐었습니다

Q: 궁극적인 개발자로서의 목표가 있다면?

유저들에게 좋은 호평을 받는 개발자이기보다는

현업에 있는 다른 동료 개발자들에게

긍정적인 영향을 미치는 개발자로 사실 남고 싶어요

우리나라 게임업계에 대한 개발 문화나

개발력이 더욱더 개선되고 발전하는

그러한 계기가 될 수 있는 사람이 되었으면 좋겠습니다

Q: 긍정적 & 부정적 피드백을 받을때의 기분은?

(긍정적으로 생각해주시면) 감사하죠

하지만 그것으로 만족해서는 절대 안 된다고

생각을 하고 있습니다

(부정적 피드백을 받으면) 더욱더 게이머 입장에서

'아차, 제가 더욱... 더 그분의 입장이 되어야 했었구나'라고

반성을 하는 경우도 많았었습니다

Q: 마지막으로 하고싶으신 말은?

이 상은 결코 저에게 주는 상이 아니라고 생각을 해요

팀 모든 분들에게 주어지는 상이라고 생각을 하고

앞으로도 더욱더 열심히 하라는 뜻으로 받아들이겠습니다

오직 재미와 감동만을 선사할 수 있는

그런 개발자가 되도록

계속 최선을 다하도록 노력하겠습니다

[ivaspinoza]

For the ones joining my new writing-only blog, my baby Substack: I will upload one poem every day for the next 15 days, so expect some e-mails in your inbox! :)

If you have been here for a while, you must know I was in desperate need of a writing-only platform — in fact, if you remember, I even tried a side blog, but that didn't work for me (and the novel is cooking atm). So, for the sake of my peace of mind and my writing, I will upload all the poetry in here to this sparkling, brand-new Substack.

After a few days on that platform, though, I can already tell I'm not going to follow what I perceived to be the pattern. Do I feel like a fish out of the water? Yes. Do I plan to change? No. Is it good for ''marketing''? Nope! But I literally can't force myself into a non-authentic space. It gives me anxiety.

I believe in using the platform instead of letting the platform use me. I'm free. That is unnegotiable. So, I will do my best on my own terms, as many things annoy me about the writing culture of these times we live in and I refuse to wear the halter. Oh, I promise I'll never try to coach you, start mothering you, or try to sell you a "how to write poetry in 5 steps" guide. No hooking titles. I won't join the experts-on-shit FOMO cult to prey on other people's triggers or to feel ''good'' about myself at the expense of others. This type of thing actually creeps me out.

But I do promise we can just resonate and inspire each other by being honest and raw, by having a brave heart so we can keep being kind, and by pursuing truth, beauty and art... How about that? We can enjoy the vibe and cultivate this appreciation of words! We can even chat as writer friends, as reader friends or just as friends friends — and encourage each other through real, second-intention-free presence.

If my writing doesn't touch you, it's fine. If yours doesn't touch me, it's fine. It's not personal, it's not a bad thing. We are all finding our voice. The day you think you know everything, you're dead, so we have to keep searching, moving and growing together! How many times have I needed the words from @cssnder @goodluckclove @hersurvival or @remnantofabrokensoul, and so many others around here (iykyk)? And I'm very grateful for every word and idea you all shared here in this amazing space, helping me to keep going, to break from my shell and lay another brick in the foundations of what I want to create.

That is the beauty of it. Creation demands connection. That is respect and human experience. And I repeat it: sometimes what I create won't touch anyone but me.

Oh, but what if it does!

Well, that being said: I actually do have some crazy ideas for the Substack. At first, the focus was on creating some substantial and self-indulgent content about literature (I like to study). Although I still think that's important, exciting and valid, Poetry is making its way through my inked fingers more and more, demanding space, attention, and voice; so I will not neglect this calling.

What about the future? I don’t know. Paid subscriptions for specific academic literature content? Prophetic, devotional newsletters?Generating debates on books for the community? Just poetry that you can read for free and not engage at all because I can be quite antisocial at times? Digging around some old ancient advice on writing? None of the above? Anything is possible, really. For now, I will slow down and avoid contributing to the hamster wheel of modern despair for the speed of light living and likes.

For now, poetry, please.

And tea. Lots of tea, because it's raining.

The grass looks so green!

[lizardthelizard]

you might not do these anymore but who is ur definite least favorite ouat character

Hi! Thanks so much for the ask :) Also, dw, my inbox is always open for asks, but especially for random OUAT related ones.

A quick disclaimer! Absolutely no shade to anyone that likes the characters mentioned below. It's just a bit of fun (and I think some people will agree with a lot of what I have to say anyway tbh)

SO.

A really easy answer would be the Blue Fairy. After all, I don't like the Fairy from Pinocchio in general, let alone in OUAT. Her 'holier-than-thou' attitude, the way that she treats various characters in the show (August, Nova, Tinker Bell...) really rubs me up the wrong way. But...also...If I'm completely truthful about it, I find her kind of fun to hate on. And I don't think that's quite in the spirit of things here so...

I don't actually think I have a MOST hated, but I'll come up with a few names to satisfy your curiosity:

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King Leopold is pretty high up there to be honest. I think that the writers did a poor job of characterising him. I know that his character in general is a big point of contention within a lot of fandom, so I won't get too involved with anything but I just don't like the way they wrote him.

He's a kind man who genuinely loves his daughter and kingdom. But...I dunno... The age difference between him and Regina is always a bit uncomfortable (and only emphasised after Season 3, when he and a younger Cora are in a relationship). Also, sorry, but who the hell reads their spouse's diary? I don't care how deliberately Regina placed that diary in his path, it shouldn't have been read.

Anyway, whatever. The reason I bring up Leopold is not because I think he's secretively The Worst Guy Ever. At his core, he's literally just some guy. But, as the viewer, we were expected to see him as this sweet, innocent old man (in Season 1 particularly) and... he's kind of not (something that was not intentional by the writers, as far as I'm aware). And this type of Good GuyTM character (see; The Blue Fairy) is usually the type I hate the most. (Even in Season 3, it's Eva who's blamed for the way things unfolded between Leopold and Cora, and Leopold is kind of presented as this poor schmuck in the middle of it all (which...he's not.)

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I'm not a big fan of Neal. As a character he's...fine. Not my personally fave, but he had some interesting (albeit squandered) potential. But the way that a lot of Neal fans claim he can do no wrong and talk about him like he was the purest, most special dude on the entire show and the only suitable romance option for Emma...sorry, but it's annoying saduajsdkasdbasd

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I don't like Doc, Happy, or Sneezy. No reason, I just don't like them. Sleepy and Dopey are on thin ice. Bashful, Grumpy and Stealthy can stay.

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Liam the 1st... SORRY Killian stans, love you guys, I just do not like this man. I think he's an idiot (but not in a fun way) and an arrogant, self righteous prig. THAT BEING SAID, check out @dykelilypage's fic 'from time to time' It's an incredible take on his character and I almost didn't even mention Liam here because it made me appreciate him so much more than I ever would have. If canon had given him the chance to be more

[finallydelight]

YOU DID NOT JUST LEAVE US ON A CLIFFHANGER WE NEED TO KNOW WHAT MINGYU KNOWS AND THE AFTERMATH WHEN SHE GOT HOME (not rushing)

i didn't mean for it to be a cliffhanger, I just didn't knew how to end it properly 😣 but I hope you guys like this chapter! It turned out a bit more angsty than i had expected, but these things sometimes write themselves. Feedback and thoughts are always welcome in my inbox!

Well, That Didn't Work | Ming Chapter

"Well well well, look who we have here." Mingyu appeared in the hallway, the moment Yerim stepped into the dorm.

She nervously walked in. "Hi, what are you doing here?" It was a little weird for him to still be in their dorm at this hour.

"I had some tea time with Myungho, but I was just leaving."

Something about the way the older guy was looking at her, made her a bit uneasy.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." She was about to walk past him, but Mingyu grabbed her arm, preventing her from stepping into the living room. "Did you have fun, Yerim-ie? With your boyfriend?"

She was not liking the way this was going. "I had a lot of fun with Soomin, we had good food, we caught up with each other's lives, it was great." She answered him, lying straight through her teeth.

"You're really keeping this up, huh? So Jaehyun lied to me then?" He whispered, so her dorm mates wouldn't hear.

Fuck, he asked Jaehyun.

"Should I be the annoying older brother and snitch on you or should I give you the chance to tell them yourself that you lied to them?"

Yerim looks him straight in the eyes. "Or how about you all keep your noses out of my fucking business?"

He let go of her arm, taken aback by her answer. "Goodnight, Mingyu." She left him in the hallway and made her way into the living room.

"Hey, how was it with Soomin?" Shua and Cheol were seated on the couch, watching something on the TV. She awkwardly smiled at them. "Great, we had a lot of fun."

She didn't enjoy lying to them, but if they knew she was going on a date with Mark, they would've either not let her go or they would've followed her and then crashed the date.

"That's good, I'm happy you have her." Cheol said, a genuine smile on his face.

Yeah, now she definitely felt bad.

An awkward look appeared on her face. "Yeah, me too… uh, I'm in the bathroom if you need me." She hurried away to the bathroom, making the guys a bit confused, but they didn't think anything of it.

She entered and immediately turned on the faucet and splashed some water in her face. "You're such a horrible person, Kim Yerim." She mumbled to herself. "You fucked up." This continued for a couple of minutes, knowing she was in trouble once the members found out she was with Mark and not with Soomin.

The bathroom door suddenly opened, making Yerim flinch. Minghao stood in the doorway, equally surprised to see her there. "I didn't know you were back."

"Well, I am."

He closed the door. "How did it go with Mark?" He whispered, making sure the rest wouldn't be able to hear them.

"It went great, we went Han River." She answered him, a soft smile making its way on her face.

"That's good, but why do you look so down?" He could see there was something going on with her, he didn't find her hard to read.

She looked at him through the mirror. "Did you tell Mingyu?" She knew Minghao wouldn't snitch on her, but she wasn't even an hour away and he already knew with whom she truly was.

"He did ask me and I just said that you said you were with Soomin, but then he sent a text to Jaehyun and yeah, then he knew. But from what I know he hasn't told anyone." He answered her.

"I passed him in the hallway, but I told him to keep his nose out of my business." That made Minghao chuckle, liking this new attitude of hers.

"What did he say?"

She sighed. "What he basically said was that if I don't tell the members I lied to them, he would tell them."

"I mean, he kinda has a point, he just wants everyone to be honest to each other." Yes, Minghao felt bad that the others didn't really trust the hangouts of Mark and Yerim, but he also didn't want her to lie about it. That would just cause more conflict and trust issues.

She nods at his words. "You're right, but I don't think they're even gonna let me leave the house if I tell them."

"Come on, they're not your parents." He laughed.

"Tell them that."

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"Good morning, everyone! Let's make it a good rehearsal today!" Hoshi yelled through the practice room upon entering, wanting to give everyone extra motivation.

Ming had been one of the first members there, along with Seungkwan and Chan. Before Hoshi and the other members had arrived, they had asked her how her date had been. Aside from Minghao, they were the only members she had told about that.

"It was really nice, he suggested we'd go to Han River and eat something there from the convenience store. We talked and stuff, it was nice." She told them while stretching.

They had both listened attentively, wanting to know every possible detail. "You guys just talked? Nothing else?" Seungkwan asked, giving her a teasing look. She didn't answer him, but her silence said more than enough.

They both gasped. "You kissed?" Seungkwan exclaimed. "You still know how to do that?" Chan joked. She slapped his arm in return. "You're the one to talk." She teased back.

Their conversation had gotten interrupted by Hoshi's grand entrance, but they acted like nothing happened.

"Yes! I'm ready, hyung!" Chan got up from the floor and joined the performance team leader.

Ming and Seungkwan stayed seated on the floor, giving the older guy a wave. "Mingyu knows.." She whispered to him.

He furrowed his eyebrows, confused. "What do you mean?"

"I think he had the idea that I wasn't meeting up with Soomin and he asked Jaehyun if I was with Mark."

Seungkwan feels for her, knowing she didn't want everyone to know. "I didn't tell him anything, I swear." He quickly said, not wanting her to think it was his fault,

"I know that, I don't blame you for anything." She reassured him.

More and more members started strolling in and their conversation was put to a hold. "We'll talk later." Seungkwan promised her. He got up to greet the other members, while Ming stayed seated on the ground.

She continued stretching when she felt a presence next to her. Looking up she found Mingyu staring down at her. "Good morning." He knelt down next to her, a serious look on his face.

"Have you told them yet?" He asked her straight away. "I don't even get a good morning back? Rude." She said, ignoring his question.

He gave her an unimpressed look. "So, you haven't. You know, Yerim, I really don't wanna be a snitch, but you shouldt lie to our members." He whispered, Mingyu doesn't want to tell the others, but if he doesn't, she would continue lying about her whereabouts and if it would come out then, the members wouldn't trust her anymore and he wanted to avoid that.

"If you don't want to snitch, then don't, no one is stopping you. " She told him, getting more pissed off every second that went by.

He tilted his head, as if to say 'really?'. "I know you think I'm an asshole by doing this, but I just want to help. I think the last thing you want is for the hyungs not to trust you, right?"

"You are an asshole, you're not helping m-"

"Alright, let's start, everyone!" Their choreographer had arrived and was ready to begin their last rehearsal before the tour.

Mingyu got up first and offered his hand to pull her up, but she ignored him and got up herself. He mumbled something under his breath, but let it go.

The petty interaction didn't go unnoticed. Cheol and Wonwoo were surprised to see Ming rejecting Mingyu's help, especially since from their point of view, there was nothing that led up to it.

The longer the practice went on, the clearer it became that something was going on between the two members. The glares and the lack of skinship, also Ming's acknowledgement of Mingyu was basically non-existent.

"Let's take a bathroom break!" Hoshi yelled, feeling everyone needed a moment to breathe, but also to try and cut the tension between Mingyu and Ming.

The girl was the first member to leave the room and go to the bathroom, she couldn't wait until this whole thing was over. Cheol decided to go and ask her what was going on, not being aware of any conflict between the two.

She wasn't that surprised to see the leader as she came out of the bathroom. "Come here for a second." He motioned for her to come closer to him, so the conversation would just be between them.

"What's with you and Mingyu? Did something happen that none of us are aware of?" He asked her, with genuine concern in his voice.

Ming sighed, deep down she knew Mingyu was right and that he just wanted to help her, but that didn't make it any easier. "If I tell you, you have to promise me you won't get mad and that you will try to understand my side, okay?" Her answer made him a bit anxious, but he nodded.

"Last night… I wasn't with Soomin."

"With who were you then?" As he asked her, he realized what the answer was. "Yerim, you're kidding, right?" The way he went from concerned to disappointed in a matter of seconds, scared her a bit.

Her silence said everything. "You're not. You two aren't even together and he already has a bad influence on you."

"Minhyung had nothing to do with it, it was all on me." She defended Mark, not wanting any blame on him.

"What if something had happened? We wouldn't have known with who you were!" He exclaimed, upset she had lied to him. "What does Mingyu have to do with all of this?" He asked her, still confused about the tension between those two.

"Mingyu figured out I lied and he was going to tell the members if I didn't tell them first." She explained to him.

"Well, he's right, you shouldn't lie to your members and then think you can just get away with it." He scolded her, frustrated that she would even be mad at Mingyu for wanting her to tell the truth to the others.

She looked down at her feet. "I know, I'm really sorry, I should have just told the truth." She apologized to him.

"I forgive you," he put his hand on her shoulder, "maybe it's a good thing we're going on tour, so you won't see him for a couple months."

That was a punch in the gut for her.

She said nothing to that, wanting to prevent an argument breaking out between her and the leader. She knew how he felt about her 'relationship' with Mark and she understood his worries, but at the end of the day it was her life, not his.

He put his arm around her shoulder. "Let's go back to practice, break's over." He guided her back to the practice room.

Ming wondered if they were ever going to be accepting of Mark and their blossoming relationship. As much as she likes Mark, if having him as her boyfriend would jeopardize her relationship with the members, she will maybe have to start thinking about where their situation is headed.

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[deadbydad]

"Staring Problem" - A Vance Hopper x Robin Arellano Fic Request

This was requested by @virtuehorror. I love this ship and it's one of my favorites, so I hope you enjoy this cute fic!

"You know, you're not that good at being fucking sneaky."

Robin stopped what he was doing to stare up at Vance who was leaning over him with a smirk on his stupid face.

A handsome stupid face.

"I don't know what you're talking about stupid," Robin mumbled as he finished tying his bandana around his head.

The thing was, he knew that the other male was talking about. While the blonde was working out, all the darker skinned male had done was stare at his lover lift weights.

And how could he not, Vance was perfect. His blonde hair was always soft whenever Robin touched it, he was strong and could pick up anything, and his eyes always made the shorter male melt.

"I know that you stare at me Robin," Vance finally said as he watched the other male pack up his stuff with a roll of his eyes.

"No I wasn't," the darker haired male lied, not wanting to give up his dignity yet.

He heard the other male just chuckle from across the room, causing Robin to drop his bag and walk up to him with determination in his step.

"I never said I was complaining."

Robin looked up at Vance with a surprised look on his face, taken a back by that statement.

"I thought it was kinda cute that your face would turn all red like a tomato," Vance said as he rested a hand on Robins left cheek, making the shorter male forget how to breath as he stared into those icy blue eyes that seemed to have frozen him.

Before he could register what he was doing, the shorter male grabbed his lover by his shirt and roughly pulled him down for a kiss.

Vance and Robin had been dating for a few weeks now, and it was a surprise to a lot of people. The two toughest boys in school getting together was definitely something that others weren't expecting.

And to be honest, they weren't either. It was a surprise to them too.

Now out of the whole time they've been together, neither one of them had gotten the courage to pull the first move. Robin was expecting it to be Vance to be the one to initiate the first kiss, but apparently this relationship was full of surprises.

The kiss wasn't gentle, instead it was sloppy and rough due to the inexperience of the two boys and the pent up tension between them. Robin had somehow lost his bandana during the kiss but he didn't are enough to find it, the only thing that was on his mind was the feeling of Vance's chapped lips on his own.

Eventually pulling way to breath, the two lovers looked at each other in silence, the only thing that could be heard was the panting coming from the boys.

"Took you fucking long enough dumbass," the blonde muttered so that only the shorter male could hear him.

"Shut the fuck up." Robin pulled him back in for another kiss.

Maybe Robin did have a staring problem, but Vance was okay with okay.

As long as Robin's attention was only on him.

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I love this ship!

And I loved writing this request!

If anyone has any requests, I'll happily do them, just send them to me in my inbox!

I hope you guys enjoyed this fic!

Love you guys!

[bvnviie]

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hello hello, and welcome to my page, aka the place where I'll either be screaming into the void or writing about ninja turtles to spark the happy feels! i'm not the best writer, but i hope you'll stick around to see where this goes ᡣ𐭩

𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓮 ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

my name's calypso (or callie, for a shorter version), and I've been on tumblr for awhile, on different accounts, but i never really actually sat down and engaged with everything. I love music (my spotify will be linked here, if you wanna see what I listen too), making ocs, the color pink, and about another hundred things!

I don't really watch movies, but I have a few comfort shows I always keep in my back pocket for rainy days, but my all time favorite is, of course, tmnt. bayverse specifically brings me a lot of comfort, and that's why I'll be writing for that mainly on this blog ^^

I like to think I'm a very friendly person, so feel free to comment, dm, and @ me in things as you see fit ^^ I love making new friends, especially if you also like tmnt

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most of the time, I'll only really write smut and angst as I feel like whenever I write fluff it's drawn out and boring, but I'll still try to write it sometimes!

one of my favorite things to write is romance, so expect much of that, and sometimes I'll repeat tropes and stuff ): so if you have a specific kinda thing you wanna see/read, please ask in my inbox (not my dms please) and I'll get onto it ^^

whenever I do write smut, the characters are 18+ of age, either aged up via a timeskip or later on in a series, or simply because they are already above that age, I will not write smut for characters that look underage but are 'actually many many of thousand of years old' as I find it uncomfortable to do so (that whole trope kinda weirds me out)

𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓼 ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

( ₊˚⊹ ✮ xoxo chats 🌸 ) — this is the tag I use whenever I'm just randomly posting stuff, or polls, or anything that's just kinda there, yk?

( ₊˚⊹ ✮ sassy cherries 🍒 ) — smut, oh lord the smut !! this may be the most common tag you'll see on my page, just a fyi ᡣ𐭩

( ₊˚⊹ ✮ sweet grapes 🍇 ) — fluff, tooth-aching sweet fluff !! this tag contains all the soft and loving fics I write ^^

( ₊˚⊹ ✮ sour angst 🍋 ) — angst, wanna be sad? here's the tag for you, darlings! I may not write many of these, but oh I love them !!

( ₊˚⊹ ✮ oc blabbing 🌸 ) — I'll use this tag whenever I rant about my ocs, which may be a lot, if I'm being honest...

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[mangoposts]

OKAY im finally alone so TW for anyone reading this, i will be mentioning rape & knives/scars.

i'll try to make this short but the summer before i went into 10th grade, i had hung out w this guy and i really did just wanna hang out and go for a drive, but he thought i wanted to hook up. i definitely did not because i was a virgin and never done anything with a guy at all. he was a senior and a lot bigger than me and forced me into having sex w him, i kept saying no and stop and take me home but he just kept getting angrier and eventually held a knife to my like pubic bone? pelvis? just down there idk. so i caved. i hated every second and cried but i stopped fighting. i haven't had sex since then, im 20 years old now and i haven't even been fingered by a guy, never given or received head, and never given a handjob. and im honestly really embarrassed about it and wanna have sex with someone SO BADLY but im scared.

the main reason i'm scared isn't because i'm scared i'll be forced into it again, although that is absolutely in the back of my mind. i'm completely fine now and over the situation, but it does worry me that i could get overwhelmed and the guy im with wouldn't wanna stop. but my bigger fear which im 100x more embarrassed of, is what a guy is gonna think when he sees my pussy. now hear me out bc i know that sounds weird😭 but all throughout high school i always heard guys make comments about how ugly this girls pussy is or how gross this girls is and it terrified me. but now i'm even more scared because of what that guy did to me, he literally cut into my skin and left scars. what is a guy gonna think when he sees that? how am i supposed to explain all this? i just i have a lot of questions and concerns but i'm a fucking 20 year old "virgin" if i can even call myself that, i've technically had sex but i didn't want it so idk if i even count that as a body. i just have been panicking over this for forever and have no idea what to do, if you have any advice at all i'd really appreciate it so so much

- 🌙

Oh baby :-(. Im so sorry this happened to you. You were really young and you didn’t deserve that whatsoever, if you can feel it im giving you a hug thru the phone. Im so so so sorry and i hope that man is dead in a ditch somewhere 🤍

On the other hand, i promise you you have nothing to worry about at all. Im telling you rn and i know it sounds so corny and lame and everybody always says this but its true, the right person is not going to judge you for anything and im so Fr when i say that. Trust when i was in high school guys would say all kinda stupid shit like that about girls in the school and it never bothered me because i knew there was at least one person out there who wouldn’t care about anything other people would talk shit about, and i was right 🤷🏻‍♀️ There’s so many people out there who would find u beautiful the way u are and just because some guys in the past thought in that immature goofy ass way doesn’t mean every guy will you know what i mean?

Babe, my only advice for you is to stay the way you are, hang out w ur frennies and the right person is gon come trust. It’ll come when you aren’t looking for it or worrying about it, when you least expect it to be honest. What you went through was horrible and it might be the worlds way of saying you gotta give yourself time before exploring that area of your life yanno. There’s NOTHINGGG wrong with being a virgin at any age let alone 20. You’re still young and you have ur whole life ahead of you. Don’t worry about this, when it happens it’s gonna be fine you’ll see it

Thank you so much for trusting me to be vulnerable with, im sorry if im treating you too delicately im just speaking thru the soul rn 😭 And again im sorry this happened to you. Even if i dont know u i love u a lot and im proud of you for moving past the situation despite how hard it might’ve been

Also im sorry for taking awhile to get back to you, i just scrolled through my inbox and finally found this

[skzdarlings]

PART 8!!!!!!!! Talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it. What else can I say????

I swear, you made my entire month- and it's my birthday month! I kept refreshing your page the last couple of weeks, thinking maybe the story wouldn't continue after all or (God forbid) something happened to you or something like that. So I'm SOOOO god damn happy and of course you did NOT disappoint!! The chapter was a masterpiece. When I saw the chapter warning (as someone who is into dom men) I already screamed. Absolutely perfect. The smut was just *chef's kiss*. And as if you didn't already treat us enough with all those scenes, we finally got a Jisung update!!!

Considering Jisung, I'll be honest with you: When I first started reading Bodyguard, I mostly skimmed over his scenes as I was mostly interested in Felix and the protagonist, but by now, even reading his name makes me ugly cry like a god damn baby. I've been waiting on an update on his character like I was starving. I literally screamed (again.... thank God my boyfriend wasn't home today lol) I still get SO emotional when I think of their last evening together or his last scene in the hospital. He has grown on me more than I would have ever expected, and I swear to God, if we don't get a reunion before this story ends, I'll start a genocide. A Jisungcide. It's like I miss him just as much as the protagonist lmao.

While I was soooooo happy throughout the entire chapter, I still have serious lingering anxiety considering the protagonist's father and the possibility of him finding out everything. I just KNOW something has to happen. It's so nerve-wracking!! I wish I could jump into the story and just kill him lol. Him not appearing for some time feels both wonderful and eerily threatening.

It's probably obvious that I absolutely LIVE for Felix and the protagonist (I don't know how else to call her???). The chemistry, the passion, the trust, the EVERYTHING!!!! HELL YES!!!! It just keeps getting better in every chapter and it's SO nice to see Felix finally let himself go after such a long time. I love you. I love them.

Needless to say, I live for this chapter and I'm already more than excited for the next part <3 <3 <3 This review does not contain any emojis (though they would have been useful) as I had to use my laptop to type it out as there was just SO MUCH to say. You did more than amazing and you can be SO proud of yourself. Thank you so much for this update <3

PS: I had to run some errands today, and when I was done, I literally RAN the last few meters to my house; that's how excited I was about being able to read lmaoooo

PPS: while reading chapter 8, the song that kept on playing in my head was Honey (Are u coming?) by Maneskin. I can't say why, but maybe you'll like the song too :)

AHH i was on a walk when this appeared in my inbox and i was so delighted i sat on a bench to read it hahaha. what a wonderful, wonderful message to find, thank you for taking the time to write it!

i am so glad you have been enjoying it, including the parts you came to like with jisung hehe. and ooh thank you for the song rec heh i do like maneskin a lot :)

thank you again so much for the message!!

<333

[dyed-red]

is there any chance of you getting back to Desiderata?😔

This is not @ you specifically anon, but I am getting a little tired of answering this question, and I'm going to be a bit snarky about it.

Yes, I am getting "back" to Desiderata, insofar as I ever "left" it, which I haven't. It's been about 10 weeks since the last update, or 2.5 months, which honestly isn't that long in the grand scheme of things, as much as I very genuinely understand the impatience of waiting for an update.

What I genuinely don't understand is why there's become this default assumption that it's abandoned. You're the third comment *this week* starting on the assumption that I've left it aside or am not planning to finish it.

I've said repeatedly in the comments and on here that I'm finishing it. I was always going to finish it. Its not marked as on hiatus or abandoned. If you look at the original post date to most recent update, it's clear the fic has been posted slow (actually in fits and starts) between updates, so this is par for the course, here.

I won't meander into personal stuff, but the reasons for why posting slowed are personal irl crap and not creative lapse. Another 10k+ words of the fic are already drafted and I've mapped out the core pieces that aren't already written, even if some of those may be re-written and/or strung together differently as I finalize the final few chapters.

And look, just wanting to repeat that this vexed tone of mine isn't @ you specifically, it's just that you were lucky caller 100 and I got a bit annoyed with repeating myself. But if you are open to the suggestion, I do recommend you ask authors about updates without starting from the assumption of abandonment. Not all authors feel the same about questions about updates so take that with a grain of salt, but at least in my case, a question like "any word on the timeline of an update? 👀👀" is more fun than "any chance of you getting back to this thing which I assume you've left? 😔"

More generally, most advice you see floating around is that if you want more of a thing you like, hype it up instead of being sad or demanding about it. Instead of asking for updates (which, again, I don't personally mind! It's the assumption of abandonment of a mostly completed story that irks me), the usual advice is to write a comment on ao3 about what you enjoyed about the story, maybe highlight a line or two, or even one each chapter. That can reinvest an author's energy (if it has indeed lapsed) by drawing their attention back to the parts of the story that are loved, and their attention to it is half the battle sometimes, getting them revved up from there as they re-experience the story from the reader's point of view.

If that's too much work, drop a compliment about the fic in the author's inbox instead of just a question. "Loving this story, [insert genuine compliment about plot, style, scene, characterization, or etc here]. I couldn't find it in the fic comments or your tag for the fic here on your blog, so just checking if there's any word on future updates? Either way have enjoyed it so far!"

Boom.

All right I'll stop soapboxing now. I try not to get grumpy with readers. I love how much you guys love this fic and I never in a million years expected half this much interest in it, to be honest. I literally had the draft open last night, it's not abandoned. I'm here with you, nonnie, wishing it wouldn't take so long but on the journey to see it finished anyway.

[the---hermit]

Omg!! Just found out that you journal as well as crochet, please share things you've crocheted and like do you plan them like all those patterns and whatever. Please share your crocheting pics

Hello!🌿 I am actually very new to this hobby, I started crocheting about a month ago, more or less. At first I mostly did random stuff with no purpose to get the hang of it (which was very useful) and out of those I actually got a couple of coasters. It wasn't intended but I made a circular pattern that fit perfectly a mug for which I did not own a coaster so that was lucky.

After that I did a couple of scarves one for my mom and one for my brother, of which you can find some pictures on my daily posts if you go back in what I posted in September. For those I did not have a pattern I just did a simple chain and went from there, and looking back I should have done them both a little less wide to be honest. The one I did for my mom is more basic with just one colour of yarn and then it's a single crochet all the way. Whereas the scarf I did for my brother was the first project I did using two different colours and I alternated single and double crochet depending on which yarn I was using.

The project I am working on at the moment is the most complicated one, but it's turning out better than expected. It was supposed to be a cardigan but then I realized that it would look better as a sweater so I ended up closing the front panel, and I am very happy with that choice. I took inspiration from a couple of videos I have seen online, but I ended up changing things around. What I did with this was creating 50 squares (all double crochet) half with a green yarn and half with a grey one (cause those were the prettiest colours in my local store, and tbh they fit very well the colours I normally wear). After doing all of those squares I put them together in two 3×3 panels for the sleeves, and two 4×4 panels for the front and back (in the original project, since it was a cardingan the idea was to have two front panels of 2×4 squares each). After having the base panels I connected the shoulder pieces in the front and back to see how much space I had to leave for the neck, and then I sewn the top part of the sleeves so that I could measure how long I wanted the cuffs to be. Then I did the cuffs the same way I did the sort of high neck, which I had totally improvised but turned out nicely. The last thing I did was to close up the sides, and now I have to go buy more yarn to do the bottom hem and I'll be done.

I will be honest with you, you can tell it's the first big project I did cause it's not as clean as it could have been, but I am incredibly proud of how it's turning out. I have always dreamed of being able to create my own clothes but I also thought that was impossible, and now apparently I can and I really enjoy the process as well. Of course I'll post pictures for the sweater once it's done! And I cannot wait to plan and start with a new project. I might document a bit more my process with the next project I do, if you think that could be interesting? I did a general plan in my bullet journal for this sweater so I guess I could start from there and then make more in depth updates on what I am doing! (Let me know if you think that could be a good idea, and if you are interested in the bulley journal spread I did for the sweater although it is quite messy)

I hope this was the kind of answer you were looking for, if not my inbox is always open🌿 have a lovely day!!