#idot boy

[damagedcoda6669]

BEEN SO BUSY ALL DAY I ALMOST FORGOT 2 POST DIS

[somegaymernerd]

LOVE bluh bluh bluh bluh bluh bluh bluh /lyr

EDIT: omg he’s on tungle now HI @damagedcoda6669 /lh

[muxas-world2]

I aspire to have as much self love as Martin has for himself 😶

¿What positions would you and get in a race whit thse?

Martín :

[soundeffectsnoverdramatics]

plz plz give me music recommendations. music i like: mcr, fob, p!atd, finch, sugarcult, modern baseball, the academy is..., our eyes go blank tonight, frank iero, LEATHERMØUTH, pencey prep, L.S.Dunes, the used, thursday, gerard way, a last failure, cobra starship, the high court, asphyxia, not for now. okay bye plz check those bands and artist I mentioned out they're really good especially asphyxia, the high court and our eyes go blank tonight

[chushanye]

writing a fic about something you legit dislike but see potential in is so trippy because I FORGET some things aren't cannon and it makes me so upset

you have a necromancer who is a medic. extremely well versed in human anatomy -> and you have implications that he's scared of death because his necromancy always gave him false hope that you can take death away. he can never truly bring something to life and it haunts him. AND YOU DON'T EXPLOOOOORE THAT CONCEPT?!?!?!?!? he's one of your main characters and you just dgaf??? he DOESN'T have a character arc like...at fucking all. and add onto that that the enitre series hes treated like an asshole and insensitive for telling it like it is like NO WHY ARE YOU BOOING HIM HES RIGHT

[angel-bitch-boy]

To add on:

I imagine once (DC actually let's these boys age lmao) and Dick DOES finally hit 30 it'd be a complete switch up

One second he's 29 wallowing everywhere he can about how he's still young, he's not old, ect. ect. Everyone doesn't really care but they do poke fun at him because they know it gets him riled up.

Then he's 30, pouting as Kori fixes his tie for some dumb gala that's being put on for the oldest Wayne kids birthday grumbling something about being young when Kori leans forward and kisses his cheek and says something like

"I think you look very sophisticated Dick"

You should see the shine in this mans eyes. Sophisticated? Well yes of course he is, I mean...he's the eldest brother, the first one to bare the name robin, the first to move out, the first to lead his own team and I mean he's his own hero now, his own man. He's Dick Fucking Grayson and he's 30 so what?

Unfortunately Dick is dramatic no matter what so all the batfam has to cringe when he puffs out his chest and struts around like a peacock because he's 30 and he still has it. No one knows what "it" is but Jason did lose a bet that he'd go through a mid life crisis which leads to a yelling match that essentially ends like

"Stop acting like you're a fucking influencer old man! you look ridiculous!"

"Oh Jaybird, perhaps you will understand one day when you're my age"

"YOU JUST TURNED THIRTY YOU AREN"T SPECIAL I'LL BE THIRTY IN FIVE YEARS YOU IDIOT"

*sniffle* "So young"

"FUCK YOU"

Dick pushing thirty is forever funny to me. I imagine he pouts in the corner anytime Damien or Jason jokingly call him "old man"

Once during a particularly stressful mission he came back and took a shower only to notice a single grey hair amongst the black. He was basically that scene in howls moving castle where he threw himself on the nearest surface and wallowed until Kori had to reassure him he was still young.

He works on a mission with Bruce and is beaming when an officer comes up to him and he's expecting a "thanks kid" like the old days or maybe a "hey bro" in solidarity but the officer just shakes his hand and says "thank you sir"

Dick cries for a week.

[yup-thats-me]

₊˚⊹ Kim Hongjoong₊˚⊹

• Rockstar ⤷❝how is to be the cherished lover of The Kim Hongjoong?❞ • Silly emotions ⤷❝Hongjoong is absolutely speechless at his lover's question but he knows its her emotions speaking.❞ • lazy days

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₊˚⊹Park Seonghwa₊˚⊹

• Rewards ⤷❝Seonghwa deserves an early reward for all his hardwork, doesn't he?❞ • The Book Of Rewards ⤷❝Seonghwa's Book of Answers is really helpful, right?❞ • Sweetener ⤷❝Seonghwa is hellbent on getting the most out of his birthday gift given by his sweetheart❞ • Breakfast Smoothie ⤷❝Its Hwa's bday! and his sweet girl just wants to surprise him her way is just a bit unsual❞ • Wine Stains ⤷❝Y/n has to make her master proud. no matter what❞ • Last Resort ⤷❝Has Seonghwa's secretary always been a perfect match with the CEO?❞ • Overstimulation

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₊˚⊹Jeong Yunho₊˚⊹

• Stress Reliever ⤷❝having his lover kneel under the table while he gamed, got his dick pulsing!❞ • Like a Fairytale ⤷❝Yunho was ordered to find his soulmate. And when he did, would fate really string them away?❞ • Perv next door! ⤷❝how is the sweet girl supposed to know that the cute boy next door is secretly a pervert❞ • Reassurance ⤷❝everyone needs assurance that they're enough and Yunho is more than willing to make his girl see her worth❞ • Arranged Fate ⤷❝fate really has a way of its own❞ • Smitten ⤷❝Yunho yearns for you and maybe his prayers will be answered❞ • Torture • Plushies

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₊˚⊹Kang Yeosang₊˚⊹

• Loved ⤷❝being loved and adored really feels warm, doesn't it?❞ • Heavenly ⤷❝Yeosang has to punish his girl after she played with fire❞ • Essentials ⤷❝it's the first time you realize that your man's a walking vending machine—just for you, though❞ • Panties

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₊˚⊹Choi San₊˚⊹

• Strong ⤷❝San gets a bit fired up when her princess doubts his strength❞ • Beloved Godess ⤷❝San doesn't care what anyone thinks. It's his life mission to keep his Goddess happy❞ • AI Fiassco ⤷❝San has a work-wife, apparently❞ • Starving ⤷❝San is absolutely depleted of energy till he sees his girl in his shirt+he's starving too❞

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₊˚⊹Song Mingi₊˚⊹

• Passport Check ⤷❝he man at the airport is insane! and your husband𖹭.ᐟ❞ • Cry ⤷❝He's destined to make you cry and maybe you're to be blamed❞

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₊˚⊹Jung Wooyoung₊˚⊹

• Intoxicated ⤷❝Your boyfriend has made it his mission to make up for the time he was away from you. By being absolutely infatuated by your pussy𖹭.ᐟ❞ • Close ⤷❝Wooyoung likes to torment his stylist a biiiit. But fret not, he will always hold her close❞ • For Love ⤷❝Wooyoung wants to cook for his beloved wife ♡.ᐟ❞

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₊˚⊹Choi Jongho₊˚⊹

• Addicted ⤷❝jongho can't control himself in front of his perfect girlfriend. He just has to fuck her!❞ • Silly Prizes ⤷❝it is as they say, play silly games, win silly prizes❞ • Slow Dancing in the Dark ⤷❝sometimes to make the heart yearn only takes two to slow dance in the dark❞ • Secrets ⤷❝is the cute guy from the cat cafe really who he presents himself to be?❞ • manly rewards

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₊˚⊹MATZ₊˚⊹

• Plaything ⤷❝being a personal assistant for one artist is hard it must be godly to be of two❞ • Princess ⤷❝matz just loves their daughter too much❞

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₊˚⊹OT8₊˚⊹

• Texts • The New Candidate sibling!Teez ⤷❝their sister has a new boyfriend. They have all the rights to know about this man, either with or without their sister's will.❞ • Sick Days sibling!Teez ⤷❝their little sister might be an idiot but they're willing to take care of their dear idot❞

®2025 yup-thats-me. do not copy, steal or translate my work on any other sites

[qwellterqustoinmark]

Know-nothing Brucie wayne

I really want a one shit or something we're Bruce just forgets he's supposed to be Brucie. It's not in the slowly way of danger creeping near and the Batman comeing forward its not special. He just..... forgets.

Genuinely forgets he's supouse to be a untrained idoit. One that can fight, becuses its fucking Gotham let's be real, but he's not suppouse to be *good*. He's a rich play boy who's spent no time in the streets, he's the kid that shyly stood behind a butler till his parents death 'left' him.

He's Bruice Wayne. The man who has guns hidden from him, who could forget both his feet if they weren't connected to him, who once spilt punch on a woman's dress and gave her his suite.

And it's normal situation. We'll for Gotham atleast. It's a normal gala, mabye the only odd thing is that many more waynes and people are present then normal- but that's not *uncommon*. So wasn't the hostage situation ship. Gotham has *manners* for this sort of thing, it was normal.

Till a guns safety clicked off.

Everyone knows what happend that night. In that cold dark Ally, in the warm bright light of the Gala. Everyone saw the gun move before, every knew that something was wrong the moment skin met skin.

*This wasn't supposed to happen*, Bruce, then everyone thought. Leaning over two cooling bodies, watching as unbound hands reached for it.

The gun. So sleek and new in the way most new robbers guns where. And untrained hands grabbed the muzzle. Twist till something snaps and points it at the man who once held it.

Brucie is still. Chest breathing deeply, yes but he moves like he's trained for this. Like he's prepared every day to be placed back in that ally to go up against someone twice his size for the chance to truly know his parents.

Everyone knew Martha and Thomas where part of the rotting underbelly. Watching as sweet-idotic-know-nothing Brucie Wayne put a bullet through a Goons head confirmed the idea that he was too.

[xxchaosjojoxx]

It's my turn to protect you (Denki Kaminari x reader)

A/N: Something short for my favorite Hero.

It was always Kirishima and Bakugo. Whenever someone needed to be protected. Never him. No one ever asked him to step in to protect anyone. The boys had always looked out for each other in the bakusquad. They knew Denki was strong and he could handle it. But he and Sero were quite the passive type of guys. You were always hanging out with the whole Bakusquad even if you are part of the support class.

One day there was a fight between some villains and heroes. Denki, Kirishima and Bakugo were there, trying to fight them alongside some pro Heroes and evacuate the citizens. You helped them to evacuate. One of the villains started targeting you. You were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Bakugo noticed it first. “Fucking hell!” he gritted his teeth. Kirishima and Denki noticed it all. “No no no. Get away from her.” Kirishima screamed. “I will get her.” But before Bakugo could react, Denki rushed to your side. He was quickly pushing through the other heroes. On his way he tried to destroy every obstacle to be fast by your side. As soon as he reached you, he was standing in front of you. “STAY BEHIND ME!” You looked at him. “Denki…” Denki concentrated his energy to knock them out. His quirk intensified as he focused all his energy. “Denki! Stop it, you will short circuit at this rate!” Kirishima yelled at him. You grabbed his jacket. “Denki! You might hurt yourself.” Denki gritted his teeth, trying his best to save up as much electricity as he could. “I will be the one who protects you this time!” “FUCKING DUMBASS. If you become brain dead you won't be able to help her?!” Katsuki yelled at him.

Denki knew that they were right but he couldn’t stop. And soon enough he released the electricity, his body convulsing with the intensity of the power. The electricity crackled and surged through the air. The two villains screamed in pain and fell to the ground. The other heroes were fast to capture them. Kirishima and Bakugo rushed over the two of you. Denki’s quirk finally calmed down. He stood there. Pating heavily, his whole body was shaking. “Damnit, Pikachu. You could’ve seriously hurt yourself.” Denki kneeled towards the ground, trying to catch some air. Kirishima placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. You were kneeling on the other side. “Denki…” He looked at you with a sheepish smile. “Sorry. I just couldn’t let them hurt you.” The three of you gasped. Even after Denki used his quirk and reached his limit his brain wasn’t fried. “Wait? His brain didn’t short-circuit? IS this even possible?” Bakugo raised an eyebrow, clearly confused. He poked his cheek. “The fuck. How are you still functioning after using your quirk like this?” You looked at  Denki with tears in your eyes and hugged him tightly.

Denki stumbled slightly. “Hey easy there.” He said softly and wrapped his arms around you in return. Why did you do something so reckless? You could’ve hurt yourself pretty badly! What if your brain was fried and you were in danger as well?! Idiot! Stupid idot.” You said sobbing softly. Denki knew he had messed up. “I know I’m sorry. I couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to you. I had to protect you. It had to be me.” He chuckled weakly. “You���re important to me, Sparks. I had to keep you safe. I wanted to be the person to protect you this time. Not Bakugo or Kirishima.” “Wow you really are a true man.” Kirishima laughed. You looked into his eyes. “I was scared of losing you…I…I love you.” You confessed and he smiled bright. “I love you too, Sparks.” He cupped your face. “I’m sorry but I can’t hold it back any longer.” Before you could react his body became limp before he grinned like an idiot, holding out two thumbs up in the air. “This idiot. He is really stubborn. I’ll give him that.” Kirishima smirked as well. “Wow he held out long enough to assure you are safe, y/n.” Denki was still smiling like an idiot, his thumbs still raised in the air. You smiled and kissed him softly on the cheeks. “Thanks for protecting me.” Denki’s eyes widened as you kissed him. His brain shutting up completely. He let out a contented sigh, a goofy smile on his face. “Mhmph…Love…you” He mumbled and his body went limp. Kirishima steady him. “He’s out like a light.” Bakugo scoffed. “Great, just what we needed. An idiot to babysit.” You gently stroke his hair. “I don’t mind if he is dumb right now. He is my number 1 hero and will always be it.” Bakugo crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah whatever. But then you will take care of this dumbass.”

[cokoweee]

So I wrote it. And it came out a lot longer than I thought it would be. So here’s the first part.

There was a gentle lilt of music echoing through the halls. Which was odd considering he could have sworn his was off, and no one ever played music loud enough for others to hear it. He made no move to find the source, instead finding a strange tranquility in the song that was playing. It was too muffled for him to pick out the words, but the melody was comforting. Something he would have put on one of his own playlists. The tune drifted around him blanketing him in a strange melodic peace. There was a pause in his bliss as he slowly began to realize that his mind was bathed in sweet blessed silence. He froze, too scared to move-a pathetic fear of alerting the voices that he wasn’t currently drowning in self hatred griping his chest. He simply laid there and let the sound wash over him.

~

She was going to murder someone if she messed the stupid lip stain up again. Her reflection stared blankly at her, a red smudge just below her lower lip practically mocking her as she moved to grab the makeup remover. She scrubbed her lips raw with the remover softly swearing under her breath. The stain was still there. Maybe not as noticeable, but still there. It was meant to be a relaxing self care night, but she couldn’t seem to get anything to go right. Ugh. Whatever it wasn’t like she was going anywhere anytime soon.

She grabbed her phone and switched the current playlist (which was bathing the room in the sweet melody of Hozier) one of her favorite artists, to white girl music. Ah yes. Just the way to set the mood.

Reaching under the counter she had recently claimed as hers she grabbed a face mask. ( It wasn’t like Othello was going to use it. He was physically incapable of basic hygiene) Climbing on top of the counter to sit inches away from the mirror she carefully applied the mask. Rihanna blared in the background as she stared for just moment at her reflection, dark eye bags and dull hair, she sighed and grabbed her hair mask and under eye patches as well. At this point she just needed a fresh start.

She ran her fingers across her scalp working the mask through her hair, which she needed to touch up soon, and tied it into a simple bun on the top of her head. Just as she was reaching for her eye patches, a shadow caught her attention out of the corner of her eye.

~

She was… sitting on his bathroom counter covered in something green. She stared at him, he stared back.

Say something! It’s rude to stare! STOP STARING AND SAY SOMETHING YOU IDOT! She’s going to think you’re crazy.

“Turn that off” he grumbled nodding his head toward her speaker.

Great going! Perfect thing to say! Wow that’ll make her feel awesome Don bon!

She made no move to change her playlist, instead quirking an eyebrow up,

“No.” She spat. “I’m having a moment. To myself. Right now. Which you are ruining.” She gestured angrily. “Leave before I get Cas to beat you up or something”

“Why” he said stupidly

“Everyone deserves to have a little moment to themselves” she mumbled shrugging.

Not everyone. Not you. Spa days are to spend with your lovely lovely twin. Who is gone.

He really didn’t need to be reminded. Donatello didn’t deserve to enjoy something that was meant to be shared with his twin. How could he enjoy pampering himself without his twin there making snarky remarks and gossiping about his latest adventure with some new yoki boy ?

And he was still just sitting there staring at her. Great.

Do something! Go back to your room and drink enough to forget this interaction even happened! LEAVE.

She was still staring at him, clearly determined to beat what she thought was a battle of wits, before deflating a bit and motioning to the floor beneath her. He dumbly sank down on the floor facing her, his body moving in autopilot. She grabbed one of her hair ties and tied his hair into a neat little bun on the top of his head before grabbing a bottle of… something. His eyes warily followed her actions.

She looked down from her perch atop the counter and tilted his chin up slightly, holding it there as she slathered something cold onto his face.

Pretty. Soft hands. Feels nice.

Getting pampered without me?

He pulled away. Nope. He couldn’t do it.

She frowned

“What? Too worried about your bad boy reputation to let me put a face mask on?”

He jerked his head no. But the words tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

“You don’t need to do this.” He mumbles, actively avoiding her gaze.

She sucked in a quick angry breath before grabbing his face forcing him to look at her.

“You literally let me live in your house for free, the least I can do is spare some of my self care stuff.” she scoffed.

Ok yeah sure, that was true, but all he did was sit and drink. Or listen to music. Or stare into nothing. He had nowhere to go, no one to see, and no reason to indulge himself in self care. Why should he be able to care about himself while he could no longer care for his brothers and his brothers could no longer care for him? He couldn’t bring himself to find joy in something they too had loved. It was easier to condemn himself to a life of suffering and misery, so he could somehow equal himself to his family. They were buried under dirt, while he was lucky enough to only be buried in guilt.

He started to pick himself up off the floor but was quickly pushed back down.

“Nuh uh. You’re not going anywhere.”

She grabbed his shoulder and forced him to sit again, taking his face a little more roughly this time, and slathering the mask around his face, taking extra care around his eyes, before removing his bun and replacing it with some clips she had materialized from who knows where, and turning him toward the wall, running her hands through his hair. She gently pulled some of the larger tangles apart with her hands as he stayed still, allowing her to work. He worked on not grabbing her hand off of his head every time she tugged a little too hard and slammed his whole head against the counter. He really doesn’t know how much more of this he can take. Especially considering the full force of his entire family fighting for attention from him, their voices echoing against his skull.

“Stay here “she threatened, suddenly jumping off the counter and running out of the bathroom to grab something else he didn’t really didn’t deserve. She had barely made it into the hall before she shoved an unlocked phone into his hands, open to her personal playlists.

“You can choose whatever”

End of part one. idk how many parts there are I’m flying by the seat of my pants. Ok I’m gonna go touch grass now.

THEY LET ME POST IT AAAUURTGGGG

this’ll be linked in the master posts I hope u know

Part 2

[sprinkleonthatcriticism]

(UPDATE 13/12/24) I just want to let people know that I do not support Jack or condone his actions at all, I use to be a fan and then when all the "Jack groomed Yippee" allegations came out, I originally wanted to wait to hear his side and was netural, that changed when it was revealed that Jack victim blamed someone who was a victim of him cocsaing them and that he did some other heinous shit, I drop all my support for him however, I will still stand my ground and say that Jack NEVER groomed Yippee in that post but he should've told xem that isn't okay to draw. ____________ Seeing the twitter dorks calling Jack out for "grooming" a minor is really annoying considering that I'm a grooming victim myself and I know for hell it ISN'T grooming Yippee-boi CW// Mentions of child grooming

It all started when Yippee shared a piece of fanart of Lucifer's oc, Idot-boy (who is a hypersexual sona like is meant to represent Jack's traumas just as his hypersexuality due to it's past experiences with SA and incest) so Yippee drew xe's hypersexual sona with it's sona.

I look at the image and yeah I can see where people got their "It's suggestive" from because Yippee's sona does look pretty suggestive but at the end of the day, it's just a sona that is use to cope with mental health just as hypersexuality.

And people are trying to use this comment as a catch 20 with Jack. Which, I don't see how that is grooming??? It's just

And then there's this (context: the person is Hyuuuuk who by judging from their profile, they happily call theirselves a huge Birdie hater which is pretty pathetic, oh and in the comment, they simply tell Jack to not talk to the minor and this was under this art which was posted before the hypersexual one).

People on twitter been using that comment as a "gotcha" but they don't actually do research and realize that "Hey, this comment is actually from the minor's different art piece NOT the other one" and maybe if they did, they would realize that Jack isn't being weird.

Like, maybe if Koish explain what the problem is Jack would understand because this isn't the first time where it didn't know he did something controversial until someone told him the problem.

But anyways, back on topic, the first screenshot is where Lucifer is simply complimenting the art featuring the two hypersexual sonas which yeah, like I said I can GET where you guys are coming from but again, Jack isn't being a groomer here or predatory. Is the comment weird? Yes, if people read it wrong and assume it's a suggestive comment somehow where to me, it's literally Jack saying that the art is "yummy" and then proceeding to type 'nom nom nom' jokingly eating it..

Now, this does not mean I won't call Jack out on one thing which is it shouldn't of spoken to a minor since the kid is like 15 and on Jack's tumblr's bio, it says 16+.

But I'm gonna give him the benefit of a doubt and assume that it thought it was fine since the minor was almost 16 which doesn't excuse it and I think that Lucifer should address it and that people need to stop calling it "grooming" or going on twitter comparing Jack's sexual assaulter to him which is....disgusting??? I myself am a victim of child grooming in the past and like I said, I know what is or isn't grooming and that wasn't child grooming because as Jack mentioned and the minor mentioned is that they both never dm'd or pm'd each other. Granted, they could both be LYING about that but at the end of the day you have to just take their words for it unless someone comes out with evidence that yes, they were both in fact in dms and were both in fact being weird.

(Link to 15 yr old's response)

[damagedcoda6669]

DAY 1 LETS GOOOOOO

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

based on this post from @make-friends-with-the-rats do i know if i made jake right nope but i ran with it and tried my hardest

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Jack had set his bowl in the sink when he heard the door close. He looked over his shoulder and saw Jake.

"Somethin' wrong?"

"No." Jake said simply. He had taken his hat and vest off and seemed to be ready for bed already. "Was just comin' to help."

Jack only raised an eyebrow and watched as Jake came over to grab the already dried bowls to put away. He turned back to the sink and began to wash the next bowl. Usually Jake is more talkative but if he didn't want to talk then why make him.

A few more bowls were washed and Jake eyed Jack septically. "So..." he began.

"So what Jake? Yous havent said a word. Did I do someth-" "When are you gonna kiss David."

Jack froze. He was so causal about it. Like it was an everyday thing. Jack could only feel his cheeks burning.

"Wh-what do ya mean."

Jake rolled his eyes and sat on the table behind him. "Well just the way you two were the first day ya met ya know. Been spendin' a lot of time with him too-"

"That doesn't mean I-"

Jake held up a hand. "Cowboy have you've seen the way you look at 'im."

Jack wanted to glare. Wanted to yell at Jake to get the hell out of the dining room. But yet he didn't. Just staired back at him with a glint in his eye telling Jake he was barking up the wrong tree.

Jake hopped off the table, "Cowboy no ones gonna care okay. But jus' be careful alright."

And just like that he left. The door shut behind him and Jack slid down the cabinets. He put his head into his hands and sighed. He didn't understand what had happened. Well he did but-Jake was only serious if things were true. So Jake might be right. But no one had to know.

"Jack?"

Jack looked up at the door way and saw David. He inwardly groan.

"Les and I have to go now. Wanted to say good bye."

How could he be so clam and collected. David just had to be the one boy who he liked. Jack frowned and walked up to David. Quickly pulling him by the collar so their lips could smash instantly. David didn't resist neither did Jack. Both also didn't want to pull away.

David felt his lips tingle as they pulled away. Bringing a finger to trace his own lips he didn't know what to say.

They both breathed hard as they tried to avoid each others gaze but David leaned back in. This time for a softer and fuller one. "Took you long enough cowboy."

Jack felt his cheeks burn again, "David-"

"Shh Jackie. Why don't we talk more on the way to my home. Les fell asleep anyways."

"Okay." Jack whispered. Heart full of hope.

David kissed him again and it made Jacks stomach do a flip or two. As they carried Les out Jack couldn't help but see Jake smiling like an idot. Jack didn't know how but Jake always knew things.

[mondstaub1]

Solangelo fic idea: Rescue from the museum or don't mess with the guy who can summon the dead

Will had decided he wanted to finish school and one day they make a trip to the museum. While his class is there terrorist take everyone hostage and unsure of how to save everyone he calls for help from his boyfriend. Nico is livid and decides he is gonna send those assholes to his father asap.

Everything had started out fine, the day had been going so well, the trip was nice, the weather was good, the lecture was interesting but then everything had gone to shit. A man had suddenly pulled out a gun and moments later several others also shoot into the air, ordering everyone to raise their hands and get to the ground. They were all brought to a smaller room and guarded there. No doube as hostages till the men got whatever they wanted. Will had tried to comfert the children who were there but promtly got a gun pointed at him and told to shut up or die. He had no idea how to get out of this mess so he did the only thing that came to mind. He thought of Nico and praid, he was not even sure for what. His boyfriend was in camp halfblood many miles away and he had no way to contact him as an IM would hardly work right now. Will just hoped he would not die here, Nico would be so pissed if he got himself murdered.

Nico Di Angelo woke up with a start, the quite mutterings of Will still ringing in his ears. He had seen his lover surrounded by armed men, trying to comfort a crying child, he had heared Will pray, seen the fearful look in his blue eyes and knew it was not just a dream. It was real, Will needed him and by Hades he wasn't gonna let some stupid idot kill his boyfriend. So shadow traveling it was.

It took Will only a few moments to notice that the shadows moved. Bare secunds later Nico Di Angelo appered out of the dark, right behind the man who was guarding him and all the other hostages. "What are you staring at?", were the hilarious last words of the man who had pointed a gun at his face not even an hour ago. Nico had run him through with his sword and the man dropped dead on the spot. "Nico", he wispered relived and the next moment he was hugging his boyfriend, ,,how..what are doing here?" "You praid, I answered", Nico answered confidently before turning to all the other stunnd and terrified people in the room. "You calm them I will take care of the guys outside", Nico mumbled, "How many are there?" "I don't know. I think like half a dutzend or so", Will answered, "you sure you can handle it?". Nico raised an eyebrow before a grin appeared on his face. "Sweetheart, we are in a place full of dead things. Those fuckers will have to deal with way more then just me", the dark haired boy answered. It was that moment that Will knew that those men were already dead and in Tartarus, they just didn't know it yet.

[evilvillainapologist]

Speaking of Lin Chi, he might have launched his three hundred complaints against Xi Ping, but also, Xi Ping single-handedly dragged him kicking and screaming out of his 800(?) year long depression by being, as always, an unignorable nuisance. 

Xi Ping going, "Hey, I need you to do shit for me that should logically take a couple of years to complete, but I need it, like, yesterday, or the world is going kaboom" forced Lin Chi to not only come out of seclusion, but also pick up his forging tools again, fire up that old flame, and get to inventing. And boy did he not disappoint! 

He goes back to doing the thing he used to be passionate about, he becomes better at it!, he challenges himself, even his friendship with Zhi Xiu and Wen Fei is basically a result of Xi Ping giving them a reason to start a "Xi Shiyong is a devil and a rat in a human body" knitting circle. 

And he needs it. 

The enough-to-last-for-ten-years fireworks? Inspired. 

The shapeshifting tool that gets Xi Ping turned into an actual rat? Probably the very last time Lin Chi invented a contraption without an idot-proof failsafe in place. 

Lin Chi might be perpetually pissed off about Xi Ping, but also, he is living again, meeting people, following his passion. He owes Xi Ping his life, even though it kills him in the end, and I am Emotional about that. 

[hueningsloverr]

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chapter two : NOT IN LOVE

pairing : hueningkai x 6th member!reader summary : tomorrow x together, or txt, wasn't always six members, and for some unforeseen reason, it wouldn't stay six either. set in : pre-debut, skips to around late 2019 word count : 1.0k

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as the group inched closer to their debut, kai couldn’t help but notice how restless (y/n) had become. she fidgeted with her hands more, picked at her nails, and played with her hair.

not that kai was obsessing over her or anything. he wasn’t stalking the poor girl, or taking every moment he had with her to look at her. he was not in love with her. he just, noticed?

“are you anxious?” he had asked her, randomly, one day.

she hadn’t know what to say, so she didn’t say anything. but she did shake her head, her eyes screwed shut.

kai nodded to himself, and sat down next to her on the floor of one of the many practice rooms. it was just the two of them at the time; beomgyu and taehyun had left for some idotic reason, yeonjun babysitting them, and soobin was discussing something with a manager.

“if you’re nervous, that’s okay.” he added, mumbling slightly.

“i’m not nervous. they’re calling me the ‘fourth gen weapon’ or something stupid. i’m so far from nervous.” she laughed, a faux confident tone in her voice.

kai nodded slowly, as if to say ‘i know you want to say more, so say it.’

and clearly, she picked up on his message.

“i don’t- it’s just that my last group was pulled right before we debuted. my family was torn apart in like five minutes.” she huffed, running a hand through her hair absentmindedly.

“why? you never did tell us why love machine got pulled, and you didn’t tell us why they didn’t just put together a new group for you.”

“they are putting together a new group, i think they were just too scared i’d leave big hit, so they put me in the first group they could find, which so happened to be txt.” she grinned, playfully hitting her shoulder against his.

“why was love machine disbanded?” kai asked again, a serious look in his eyes and determination in his voice.

he was not in love with her (which tyun and gyu liked to tease him about), but he was worried about her, like any friend would be.

right?

it didn’t occur to kai at the moment to ask about the ‘new group’ being put together. (y/n) had been with txt for nearly a year now, and they were debuting in a month, so why would she have another group waiting for her?

“i don’t know.” she snapped, an upset look filling her face. “they didn’t tell me. they didn’t tell any of us. one moment we were so close to debuting, and the next we were done for.”

kai should’ve calmed her down, comforted her. she was upset, and hurt, over something that happened so long ago. that sort of pain only makers a person bitter. but kai did not do that.

instead, he simply left. grovelling about how she needed to learn to control her temper.

as the group debuted, of course, they made waves. five boys and a girl was not exactly ‘the norm’ in the industry, nor was (y/n) though.

of course, each member was set to open their own personal twitter after the success of txt within the first week, so fans could stay updated on their favorite member(s).

(y/n) was the only one who was really active on social media though, posting silly photos and updates. of course, they all got approved by management first, but fans didn’t seem to care. they still idolised their girl and her posts, making their own posts wondering what she could be ‘teasing’.

her first post, unnaturally, got a million views, nearly a million likes, and three hundred thousand retweets.

kai wasn’t aware that that many people even listen to k-pop, let alone liked (y/n).

his feelings towards her were mixed, still weary from pre-debut, yet he had accepted that she had upstaged him. he didn’t hate the girl, of course not, but it’s not like he was in love with her.

she was no taehyun, beomgyu, or yeonjun - all of whom he'd been with for nearly two years.

and she definitely was no soobin, who suspiciously gifted kai a penguin plushie on the first day of their break after the groups exhausting debut.

though kai never thanked soobin for the plushie, he didn’t know what other member would do such a thing for him. soobin was really kai's only friend during their trainee days, always sticking by the younger boys side. soobin looked out for kai. always. so who else would give kai a gift?

kai never stopped to consider (y/n), the one who went around questioning each member on their favorite animal. maybe he brushed the possibility of the girl being the gifter off because he missed beomgyu and taehyun happily thanking her for the gifts she got them.

either way, kai never stopped to think about the girl except for wondering how long she'd actually be with the group. sure, her vocals were good, and any day of the week she could out-rap any member, but her dancing was different.

he knew that not all girls could easily do boy group choreography, but even his little sister, bahiyyih, was able to mimic some of the choreo.

(y/n) on the other hand, had the choreo changed to suit her. yes, she was more flexible, and sure she wasn't a towering 6'1 like soobin was, but what was her real excuse to have the choreo differ? when beomgyu brought up the change in crown to suit a sixth member, and a girl, and how odd it was, she simply laughed it off.

"i'm not you, my dancing isn't the same as yours. we weren't trained to debut in the same style of dancing." she giggled, shaking her head.

the answer was sufficient enough for the other boys, but not for kai.

"then why are you here? or why not change your style?"

she didn't have a response for him, shrugging and continuing on with what she was doing before.

perhaps he was a bit rude with her, but he barely even counted her as a friend. when people theorised if txt were friends, family, or just co-workers, kai wanted to shout that they were a family - but he didn't exactly count her.

the other boys did, of course, but it didn't exactly bother the teen. he didn't hate her, but he was not in love with the girl. he had learnt to just be indifferent.

and he planned on staying indifferent.

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