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2023.04.11 - https://weibo.com/l/wblive/p/show/1022:2321324889450688938446

Surprise! I’ll stream a small while~

bgm: Fall in Love LYN: Hallo everybody, good evening. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. Welcome! - /ends the song with the ~playboy voice~ and asks to add your WeChat ID/ LYN: Right? It was pretty sudden, today. I remember I once told you that I would stream until you threw up. I’m going to slowly make good on that promise. Don’t say I’m giving you inconceivable fantasies. It’s time to make good on my promise.

LYN: I don’t have a theme today, nor do I have anything in particular to share. I just wanted to come and chat. Today I will stream a little less. It won’t be for too long.

C: Ning-ge, you’re so fashionable today! LYN: So do I usually dress unfashionably? My outfits for the past few streams were lacking?

LYN: After I streamed the last time, I saw someone comment that every time after I stop streaming they take some time to cry alone. I didn’t know what to say. At the time I- I realized that a lot of friends feel a sense of loss after I stop streaming. So I was thinking I would, if I had the time, come to greet you more often.

LYN: Of course, every time I come to stream there are always some group of you who have unreasonable requests. Like, “How about a kiss?” XD Uh... if you want one then I am not the person who’ll be giving it to you. Find whoever you want, just not me.

bgm: 阿拉斯加海湾 (Gulf of Alaska)

LYN: If you’re watching a stream, just watch the stream. Why do you have to come up with all these unreasonable requests? Like this one: ”Ning-ge, undo a button from your shirt.” First of all, this is a PG stream. Secondly, what can undoing one button do for you?? What do you get out of it?! I don’t understand why you would ask such a question. I wanted to look neater and here you are telling me to undo a button. Tell me, what would one button do for you? Are you going to become passionate or?? Or are you simply innocently commenting that it looks like the collar is too tight, so you want me to undo a button to relieve me? Then, I’ll undo a button. Amazing. // So it seems like you thought it looked tight. Alright, it’s undone. I don’t want you to feel any pressure. C: Just afraid you’d be hot. LYN: It’s okay, I have AC at home. It’s cold enough.

C: You’re streaming again right as I have to work. LYN: What time is it now, that you have to work? It’s 9:30p. It must be hard on you. I’m guessing you have a night shift? Remember to rest well; you’ve worked hard. But if you’re working, of course, focus on your work. it doesn’t matter if you watch my stream or not. When this is over there’s always the playback. Finish your work and watch the playback later.

C: Undo another one. LYN: It’s already undone. Let’s stop talking about this, now. Otherwise it’s going to look like my stream is weird. It’ll look like our topics of conversation are strange. I want to have a green-lit stream. Let’s stop talking about this- change the subject.

C: How come you’re streaming again? LYN: My main theme is “unexpected attendance”. Ever since I started filming as the male lead in dramas, it’s true that the frequency of my streams have significantly lowered. We’re going to be switching locations in a couple of days and I heard that the schedule is going to be packed. I’m not sure if I will have the time later to stream so I decided I would stream while I have the time.

C: Lao-da, can you wish me a Happy Birthday? LYN: Happy Birthday. Today is April 11th, and it’s your birthday, right? Happy Birthday.

LYN: I already told you not to call me “lao gong” (husband) and things like that. If you continue to be so presumptuous, I’m going to kick you out. Let’s communicate using terms used in a normal relationship, alright? Don’t call me your husband. I don’t want to use these types of terms between us. It’s very... in poor taste.

C: Have you fixed the lyrics? LYN: I did start my stream and try to adjust it but I couldn’t fix it. I think I might have to change my computer. I don’t know where the problem is. The software can’t find my lyrics anymore. It will only show the title of the song, but not the lyrics. When I get back and reinstall everything, then we’ll talk. It’s alright, though. You’re looking at me, anyway. Or are you really scrutinizing the lyrics in such detail? You don’t need to.

C: I am a student-fan who crossed the seas to see you. LYN: ? You don’t need to add so many qualifiers. It’s not necessary either. You can use your phone to watch the stream. It’s not like you ACTUALLY crossed the seas. Are you watching my stream from the ocean? You must have gotten on a boat, and are watching my stream from the boat? No, right? You’re just watching my stream on your phone. What do you mean a “student-fan who crossed the seas”?? I don’t really get it. LYN: That’s why you have to do well in school. If you’re in school, focus on your studies. When you graduate, I hope you can all find good jobs. I want my fans to be able to find good jobs after they graduate. If they do, then that means that my concert tickets can be more easily sold (bc people can afford to buy them). Don’t rush. I’ll wait for you.

C: Ning-ge, do you not have any money to buy any other colored wigs? LYN: Uh... yeah. Are you going to add my WeChat and send me 50RMB? I went online to search for wigs and I saw some are around 60+RMB. How about this- transfer me 50 and I will make up the rest myself. Alright? Let’s add each other and you can transfer me 50RMB. Let’s see how sincere you are. LYN: No- I have other colors; I have all of the colors. I have a pink one and a grey one. But I found out that on video the white makes me look a little cooler. I tried a few colors and decided that this one is actually not bad. So I’ve been using this one. I’ll try to go online and see if there are any other good quality ones and buy some more. C: Yellow. LYN: You can’t really see the yellow clearly on video- it doesn’t give much of a feel. / I thought you’d seen too much of this hair so that’s why I added a hat today. Now it feels like I’ve changed it up. It’s fine, just watch and be done with it.

C: I’m making comments, but why can’t I see them? LYN: Because there’s a lag. Don’t worry, I can see everything from my side. You don’t need to worry that I won’t see your comments. I see them all.

C: Ning-ge, I’ll give you 5000. Get a blue one. LYN: A blue one? Do you really like... Avatar? Blue is okay, I can buy one. You don’t need to give me 5000, I can afford it. The problem is that the blue color might make my face look darker. I guess this friend likes Avatar.

C: Hello, I came from the ZY reuters. LYN: /laughs/ Oh- is it that I don’t need my music to get fans for me, I can even get fans through reuters? Those can help me gain new fans?

C: You look handsome. LYN: /snaps his fingers/ Look at that. This world is still fair. Maybe you... have some astigmatism, and think I look handsome? It must be because you’ve read too many books and your eyesight is blurry. But this person must have seen my face and also seen gotten that blurry feeling, so it’s like another added filter. Thanks for saying I’m handsome. You have good taste, friend.

C: Ning-ge, you really have so much free time? LYN: Not really. If I wanted to be busy, I could be. I could go record some songs and not stream, instead. But I figured I would stream and find another day to record songs. I still owe some. I’m not FREE, I just used the time that I could be using to go out to eat to stream. There is no “busy” or “not busy”. LYN: I already said. I want my friends in this industry... no, not “in this industry”- in this circle to have the slightest bit of happiness. I want to appear in front of them often, so they don’t worry about not being able to find me. Of course, I have my own worries. Which are that once all these dramas start airing and varieties start being released, my fans are going to start running. LYN: I experienced something like this before. I often sing OSTs- this, you all know. It expanded my horizons. If I sang an OST for any recent drama, I will always tell my fans to go watch that drama. When I stream, I promote the show too. And because I have a lot of time and scroll through my SuperTopic, I discovered that some group of friends may start off having a profile picture of me... but then it changes to another artist after a while. But they remain in my SuperTopic. Do you know how that feels? So let me open for business, a little.

LYN: /sigh/ Someone was spamming. Friends, don’t spam in my comments. What that means is they repeat one word over and over to try and gain my attention. Don’t do that. I find it annoying and it also affects everyone else’s viewing experience. Don’t spam in my stream. Thanks, everyone. LYN: If this were before and we weren’t on Weibo I would have kicked you out a long time ago. On weibo it reaches a wider audience, it’s not a closed system like other platforms. If this were before, I would have kicked you out. But now, I need to... maintain my image. But really, if you type too many words it affects other people’s view. Some people get carsick. If they see so many words flying across their screen watch out or they’re going to throw up.

C: Ning-ge, let me tell you. You have to bait your fans/string them along. LYN: Where did you learn such a useless thing? Did you used to be a fan of someone else? Other people can bait their fans all they want, but I don’t play that game here. LYN: Right, fam’?? /laughs/ LYN: I don’t play that game. My stream counts as a sort of outlet, for my work. But it’s also a way to relax. I don’t really have the time to go out and play, nor do I like going out for drinks. I really don’t enjoy drinking at all, but somehow the internet is spreading rumors that I like to accompany people for drinks. “Liu Yuning goes out for a drink and comes back with a job.” /sigh/ “All of LYN’s work comes from accompanying so-and-so Director for drinks.” First of all, if we go by that logic- let’s not factor in the fact of whether I can handle drinks or not, or whether this is truth or fiction- by this logic there would be no actor in this industry who should be lacking work. What is it- whoever’s alcohol tolerance is the best, gets the most work? It’s not as easy as you might think. Usually I- /sigh/ It doesn’t matter. If someone wants to say shit about you, they’ll say anything. C: Ning-ge, are you a one drink and out? LYN: Not as limited as one drink. My tolerance has been improving over time, I guess it might have to do with the fact I’m getting older? My tolerance is improving. I used to only be able to handle one bottle of beer. Now I can do two. It’s doubled. Two bottles of beer should be... fine. C: Ning-ge, when you’re out for drinks do you talk much, too? LYN: I don’t really talk. Maybe when you’re watching my stream I’m like a dragon- always blowing smoke. But when I stream I’m relaxed because I know that the people who come to see me are largely my fans. Most of them are my fans and only a small portion might be passersby or people who know OF me and want to come in to take a look. My fans- honestly- that all flatter me. They like me, so they’re okay with whatever I say. They can accept anything I say and they know I don’t mean to say anything with ill-intent. You know? But when I’m out and about and having drinks or a meal with the boss or superiors then I have to be careful with what I say. If you can get away with speaking less then do. Who knows if you might say something wrong and make someone unhappy. You’re not even clear exactly what these people do. Normally when I go out for a social gathering like that I don’t really say anything. I can be here and chat all I want because you are my fans. I can’t go out there with the directors and producers and do the same- who do I think I am?? I just eat quietly and that’s it. C: You’re indifferent to strangers. LYN: Yes and no, you can’t call it “indifferent”. Honestly I am a different person when I stream. Whether it’s my friends in real life or my coworkers- as soon as they watch one of my streams they’ll think it’s weird. If they watch my stream they’ll come up to me the next day and ask if I went crazy when streaming. I said, “What’s up?” and they reply that I seemed like I was crazy, making such a racket in my stream but why is it that normally I don’t talk much? I seem like a “normal” person most times but when I start streaming I’m “crazy”. Like two different people. Old but still vigorous. In private I am not like how I act in my streams. It’s not that I’m indifferent or pretending to be, I just don’t know what I should say and I don’t really like saying anything. When I’m filming I get into the character- because I’m stupid, so I get immersed. It’s not because I am taking it seriously. I’m a little slow, so I don’t dare to let my mind wander. Unless the scenes I am filming are light, then I will relax a little. If the scenes are heavier, then I will drop my mood for the whole time. LYN: I really do talk the most when I’m streaming. I don’t even talk this much when I’m on variety shows.

C: I like watching your streams. LYN: Yeah. I’m more relaxed in my streams. I don’t consider this work- I just come to chat. People can watch or not. I can play some songs. I can chat with you all. Its nice. There’s no pressure.

C: Ning-ge, I read the original novel of ZY and started liking you. LYN: ?? How mysterious. Why is that? I’m only playing a role in ZY, but you started liking me because you read the original novel?? Have I been transformed from words on a page? I don’t really get it... Maybe it’s that they saw that I was going to play Wei Shao and they got too into it? But seeing my current look, can you still say you feel the same? C: You acted it very well. LYN: How come you’re speaking as if the drama has already aired?? It’s that you saw the leaks and have convinced yourself of the characters? You associate my face with the character when reading the novel now? Thank you, everyone. Truly. C: It already aired. LYN: Is it 2024 right now??? There are time travelers in my stream and you’ve already watched the drama and have traveled back in time to 2023 to chat with me in my stream? Is that it? So mysterious? Look at that. Amazing. Then tell me, did ZY do well? You already watched it and travelled back in time, right? Is it popular? Or no? // It is popular? While you’re at it, can you tell me the lottery numbers for 2024.4.11? What are they? C: ZY “exploded”. You’re at the top, now. LYN: /laughing/ /suddenly sobers/ Don’t trick me. Thank you. // There really are people giving me numbers! You know the lottery numbers for 2024... if that’s the case why are you telling me about them in the comments instead of buying a ticket yourself? If you had travelled back in time from 2024, that’s the first thing you would have done. Why are you waiting around for me to ask you about them? You’re all liars! Everyone who is typing numbers into my chat right now must be rich in 2024! C: I’m not buying any tickets to save it for you. LYN: We could say nonsense, but you can’t take me for a fool. You think my IQ is that low?? LYN: Your imaginations really are something. Why don’t we write a drama script together? It’ll be called “Travel Back in Time to Buy Lottery Tickets”. C: Ning-ge, you buy the tickets. I’m telling you the numbers so that you can buy them, because I have tickets for another day. LYN: LOL. “You win this 5M first, because I will go win a different prize amount. I’ll let you win this round, Ning-ge. You go buy the tickets.” /sigh/ Alright. LYN: Our main theme for today’s stream is “TimeTravel-ZY’sPopular”

C: Ning-ge, you don’t have work tonight? LYN: I can if I wanted to. I can go record songs or do some voice acting. But I chose to stream. I know I just did a stream a couple of days ago and you are all thinking I wouldn’t stream again for a while, but I just wanted to stream. I just want the element of surprise.

LYN: There are some fans here typing in English?? Um.. you’ve overestimating me. LYN: /in English/ I don’t understand you talk some. (??) My English is so bad. Sorry-ah. LYN: Coming at me in English, I can’t communicate. Sorry.

C: Why is the ground in guzhuang dramas always wet? LYN: This friend really has an eye for detail! It’s true. I’ve done my fair share of guzhuang dramas, now. Every time before we start filming we will ask the set laoshi to clean the floors. We’re not cleaning the floors simply to rid the set of dust, but so that the floor is wet. What I’m thinking is- C: It looks clean. LYN: ... I really haven’t thought about this before. I didn’t care about this, before but now that I think about it, they always make the floor wet before we start rolling. C: So there’s a reflection? // So it’s shiny? // To make it look new. LYN: That’s probably the correct thinking. When I go to work tomorrow I’ll ask the Director and crew about it and tell you the answer in the next stream. Why do I feel like they mop the floor after they finish stationing the cameras? I don’t know if it’s for the reflection or if mopping the floor makes it look better. I’m not sure. It’s not so the dust won’t be stirred up; it has nothing to do with that. Because when we’re shooting in a room they will create smoke so there’s a hazy look and the light is diffused. We’re not afraid of the dust... C: Maybe afraid that the floor is showing scuff marks? LYN: No~ If we scuff the floor all they have to do is re-wax it. C: So you don’t slip. LYN: Not so. Some scenes I needed to run and have almost slipped because the floor was wet. It’s not slippery when dry, but it is when wet. I’ll ask about it tomorrow and tell you the answer next time I stream. // It should be so that it looks new... I think that logic tracks. But I’ll ask tomorrow. You can hold me to it.

C: Ning-ge is the saber heavy? LYN: You mean the longsword? It’s a jian, not a dao.** When we’re shooting fight scenes, the actor’s weapons are mostly fake. They’re either made with plastic or from bamboo or wood. A lighter material, so it’s not particularly heavy. But there are certainly real swords- like when we’re doing special takes. In some scenes it will focus on let’s say- a person’s neck, and the sword pointed at it. In this case the sword is real. But normally if two people are fighting each other, it’s a fake sword. More skilled actors could possibly use the real thing, because they have more awareness of the weapon. But for actors like us who have not undergone years of training it’s fake. We don’t want to accidentally cut someone with a real weapon- that’d be terrible. We don’t need anyone dying because they were trying to shoot a drama. We can’t be afraid of hurting each other, and wishy-washy about the fight scenes because of it- so we use fake weapons. [** jian (longsword) - straight, double-edged sword vs dao (saber) - single-edged sword, typically curved]

C: Ning-ge, why do you keep furrowing your brows and glaring when you stream? LYN: /laughs/ I’m trying to pick you up, didn’t you know? I just wanted to flirt when you were unawares but you’ve caught me so how do you expect me to explain? LYN: No, my eyes have some discomfort. When I overuse them or the nerve hurts- I have a (nerve) problem. [also read as: “神经病” = “I’m crazy.”] So I’ve developed this habit of scrunching- but don’t worry I don’t do it when I’m acting. LYN: I’m not making faces, I’m trying to wink at you. I was trying to wink but you say I’m making faces at you- oh my goodness... how hurtful.

C: Ning-ge, will you go on a variety show? LYN: I will, but I’m working on the drama right now. When it’s over I’ll think about going on a show, we’ll see. I’ll be on one, at least. Other variety shows have contacted me but the timing didn’t match up so I didn’t go. I will record some shows; to go and relax. To me variety shows are like playing. I can go relax and wander around if there’s time between takes. C: Is it a music-related one? LYN: One did contact me but the timing didn’t work out. C: What a shame. LYN: It’s alright. There are plenty of opportunities. There’s a limit to your time, right? So you’ve got to make some choices. C: Is it a travel show? LYN: I think there IS a travel show scheduled for later. We’ll see. I hope I can make it. As long as I have the time. I hear that the guests are all people I am close with.

C: Disney stream. LYN: I probably.... The Disney stream is like this- I promised you all that I would go to Shanghai Disney and do a stream there. And then... I thought of it too simply. I thought I could just take my phone, go to Disney, and wander around and stream at the same time. I thought that was all there was to it. The problem is.... C: There are too many people. LYN: That’s not it. It’s that Disney won’t allow you to stream there. Have you ever seen anyone stream from there? Usually you’re made to stop as soon as you start. They don’t allow live-streaming in the park. It’s a copyright issue- they just don’t allow it. It’s not as if just because you have an annual membership you suddenly can. But- I have a collaboration with Disney, don’t I? C: Don’t you have an “in” with Disney? LYN: Right. So I was chatting with them about this. We’re close now, after the collab. They said, “No one else can stream but if it’s you, you can.” They’re giving me that much face?? I’m not worth it. But they’re also afraid of possible congestion, so I would first have to give them an itinerary. I’ve to let them know which attractions I want to visit and where I’m going next. So they can assign people to escort me. They would gather up some staff and we would use the employee walkways. You know, how Donald Duck and Minnie Mouse have their own passageways? They don’t use the public paths and move directly from place to place. I will use those passages to move around as well. C: Pulling rank. LYN: It’s not exactly that- I have a collaboration with Disney, so they’re just allowing me this small benefit, is all. It’s like using the employee passages. I would set a few places and and go and do activities there. I will be able to stream, but they’re afraid of the possible traffic it could cause. Just in case someone wants to try and hit me or something. I already look like I’m looking for a beating, so they don’t want me to be streaming in Disney and for someone to come deck me. In that case I would need to quickly find an employee passage and run. It’s possible. LYN: So, that’s how the stream might be structured. I’ll decide on a few places and some employees will accompany me around. It should be around May. We’re in discussions. I think it would be more fun if I could wander and stream but they have their own process. So it could be like how I described it earlier.

C: Ning-ge, then do it secretly. LYN: How could I? As soon as I start the stream it’s going to be announced on Weibo. Do you think Disney doesn’t look there?? There’s no way. They’ll know in an instant. There’s no way of doing this secretly. How could I?? Do you think I’m just streaming to a group of friends in WeChat? No one will care about me, there. But if I’m streaming on Weibo there’s no way to do it secretly. I want my streams to be seen by more and more people and here you are telling me to do it secretly! XD C: Ning-ge, hide your phone in your pocket. LYN: You must be crazy. If I put it in my pocket what are you going to be watching? The inside of my pocket?? If you put a sack over your head you could be “watching” the same stream. C: Ning-ge, how about this? Go in dressed as a character. LYN: You’re probably thinking I can just put the head on, put my camera where the mouth hole is, and no one could tell? But... the costumes in Disney are all accounted for. They’re kept locked up. If you want me to do this stream, not only do I have to stream secretly, but also steal clothes?? That’s illegal, friend. You must not want me to do well in life, anymore. That’s stealing. Even if I didn’t steal a costume and brought my own in- I’ll go online and buy a Calabash Brother costume, wear that in- that would look weird. C: There’s nothing in your size. LYN: I can buy an XL, can’t I?? A 1.9m tall Winnie the Pooh- is that so wrong? C: Haier Brothers. LYN: What do I need to buy anything for that, for? I can just go in wearing swim trunks, in that case. I’ll tell them I am also a Disney representative, of the Haier Brothers. Then it won’t count as breaking in.

LYN: Friends, if you’re here for the first time you have to know that most of what’s said in my stream is complete nonsense. Please don’t take this seriously. In my stream a lot of the topics are just me and my fans messing around. Don’t take it seriously.

C: You can consider Avatar. LYN: There’s no way. Disney is such a strict place. You can’t walk in there wearing the Calabash Brothers or the Haier Brothers costumes. Not even that. If you’re IN the park and you buy a princess costume and want to wear it inside, they won’t let you. You can’t just wear whatever you want, in there. Otherwise I’d go in as Sun Wukong. I’ll go online and buy a mask for the furry face and grab by staff and go. No way. They’ll kick you out. They have security guards. I’ll wear a Zhu Bajie costume inside! No way. You’re thinking of this too simply. C: Wearing Sun Wukong inside a Disney park IS strange... C: If no one else can do it, you can. LYN: /laughs/ Someone said I have an “in” with Disney, so they’ll open the back door and let me in. Absolutely not. No matter how close they are to me there’s no way they’re going to do it at the expense of their brand.

C: Ning-ge, wear the invisibility cloak to get inside. LYN: Invisibility cloak... you must have seen too much Harry Potter. Do you also believe there’s magic in this world? Or is it that muggles like us can’t understand the magical world? LYN: Someone told me to wear an invisibility cloak to get inside the park. Oh my goodness. You’re too amazing.

C: This streamer looks a lot like Liu Yuning. LYN: LOL. Do I look a lot like LYN? ... He’s imitating me. Next time you see that person who looks like me streaming you should go report him.

C: Your clothes today are so nice! LYN: Have I not worn this before? I think I have? It’s nothing- just a shirt. - LYN: I won’t stream for too long today. I have nothing else going on, so I just came to chat. I’ll sign off soon, but I just want to chat for a bit longer. I don’t have a lot of energy. C: Sing. LYN: Sing? I can sing one or two. I don’t have a lot of energy, I feel a little tired. - C: Never seen you wear it before. LYN: You haven’t? Then I must not have.

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bgm: 问风 (Ask the Wind)

C: /asks for a song I didn’t catch the name of - “zhi”?/ LYN: Someone asked for this song the last time, too. But I can’t sing just- /snores/ The songs are like this- I need the accompaniment track in order to sing it. I don’t have the track. It’s not like before, when Da-Fei and Ah-Zhuo were here, they could play me any song. I don’t have them right now so if the track isn’t on the internet then I can’t sing it. That’s why I didn’t sing this song the last time, either. Singing is nothing, but I don’t have the track. C: “Shi”. LYN: Right. “Shi”. What did I say earlier, “zhi”? C: Sing two lines acapella. LYN: My second aunt...

C: Wujiapo. LYN: Let’s do it! // I’m not very good at these operatic types, so I’m just singing for fun, alright? Just listen for entertainment. - /starts but jumps in too early and messes up the timing/ LYN: /clears his throat/ Hold on a second. Wait. I just discovered that my eye makeup is smudging. -- 武家坡2021 (Wujiapo 2021)

-- break #1 - /kazoobie makes its reappearance to the tune of 问风 (Ask the Wind)/

C: Sing the theme song to TtEotM. LYN: If I sing it... It won’t be “fresh” anymore. Let me blow it for you. How does that sound? -- 我爱的这个世界 (My World), Till the End of the Moon OST (kazoobie ver.) LYN: Amazing. That’s my trump card. I don’t have anything else but a lot of equipment. Double kazoobie. It’s a duet. We’ve upgraded to a dual performance. The best of the best.

C: Lao-da, can you do a rap song? LYN: Didn’t I sing one the last time? (雪Distance) I sang it the last time. You didn’t seem to like my version of it, so I’ll never sing it again.

C: 麒麟 (Qilin) LYN: I only know that one part and I don’t say it smoothly, either. (麒麟) I only know that one part, I can’t do the rest. Let me try it, though. // I need to change into shades. - /reciting the lyrics to the whole song to familiarize himself with them. XD/ C: That’s enough. LYN: I was just reciting the lyrics, why is it “enough”? Who are you looking down on? I might not sing this song very well, but I can be sure the mood matches up. /recites the lyrics some more/ -- 麒麟 (Qilin) - /tired AF/ LYN: Old but still vigorous. I’m old. I can’t really keep up with these lyrics. - /out of breath/ LYN: Isn’t this usually how it goes, after an idol finishes their performance? // They look into the camera while trying to catch their breath. If I also do that then doesn’t it seem like I was very into the performance? C: Ning-ge, is old but vigorous. LYN: Yes, I’m 老当益壮 (lǎo dāng yì zhuàng) (determined to hold one’s position despite old age). // In the future you can call me Liu Yizhuang.

C: Ning-ge, your streaming condition today isn’t bad! LYN: Am I usually lacking? One which day did my condition not match up to today? Just because I sang that song just now, you think that my condition is good?? No- I’m still not good enough.

C: Sing 问风 (Ask the Wind). LYN: I’ll try it. Because this is for a woman’s key, so it might not be very comfortable for me. - /adds a sound effect/ LYN: This is too low. - /tries it a different way/ LYN: /to the tune of Ask the Wind/ ~It seems like this way is also uncomfortable and unfeasible~ LYN: It’s too high! C: Kugou can lower the key. LYN: What kugou are you using that’s so advanced? Mine can’t do that. LYN: Let me try it, I’ll do it just like this. With the “pinched” tone. -- 问风 (Ask the Wind) (original key) LYN: It doesn’t work. The mood starts turning all wrong. C: I’m already laughing. LYN: What do you mean? LYN: Let me try lowering it by an octave and see if I can. -- 问风 (Ask the Wind) (lowered by an octave) LYN: Thank you. I didn’t sing that very well, but listen for entertainment.

bgm: 天光 (Heaven Light), Chong Zi OST

C: Man, you’re playing with fire. LYN: You’ve successfully gained my attention.

C: Have you downloaded 笑红尘 (Laughing at the Mundane World)? LYN: I really don’t have it. I looked for it the other day and I don’t think we saved it. One day I’ll ask Jiangsu Satellite TV if I can have it. I’ll ask for it. I don’t think we saved it; I really did look. LYN: I really don’t have it- I just looked through again. I’ll ask.

C: 同生 (Co-Existence) [The Love of Hypnosis OST] LYN: How does that one go? Let me listen to it. If I’m remembering correctly, this song was hard to sing. LYN: This is The Love of Hypnosis OST... but the problem is this drama hasn’t aired yet but my OST for it has. Since the drama hasn’t aired I haven’t had much of a chance to listen to this song. Usually I’ll listen when the drama is airing but since it hasn’t I haven’t really paid any attention to this song. I forgot how to sing it. It’s been too long. I recorded it a long time ago and it was released a long time ago. The drama hasn’t aired yet. But I’ll try it, okay? LYN: Let me look up the lyrics. C: Even I know how to sing this! LYN: Then YOU sing it. Come on. Come here, I’ll give you the mic. If you know it, then you come sing it. Who are you trying to diss? Don’t think I don’t have you figured out. I just said I was unfamiliar with this song and may have forgotten how to sing it, and you say you know it. So what you mean is- // Let me look up the lyrics. Don’t rush. LYN: /turns on a mic effect/ Hello my dearest viewers, good evening. I am your beloved Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. This "余生” is for you. I hope you like it. - [t/n: he called the song the wrong name X’D] -- 同生 (Co-Existence) LYN: I think I sang it incorrectly. This is my own song- let me sober up. - /continues, ends up missing the timing/ LYN: ... ... LYN: The stream lagged, okay? There was a small problem with the internet, just now. It lagged. It doesn’t effect your overall viewing experience. The beginning didn’t really lag, but the ending half did. It’s okay though, friends. The internet cut out, is all. The connection here is bad. C: The mic broke. LYN: No, it was just an effect of “lagging”. There was no problem with the mic today. We can’t blame the mic every time. X’D It lagged. Please understand. C: No, no, no. Ning-ge, my headphones broke. LYN: You don’t need to say that. Because I’m afraid you’ll say that my singing broke your headphones so you’ll want me to buy you a new pair.

C: My best friend really likes you. LYN: /clicks his tongue/ That’s normal.

C: Can we do an interview segment? LYN: You want to interview me? Okay, we can do that. Interview me if you’d like. I guess all of you must be the media.

C: Ning-ge, all the people in my class like you! LYN: Thank you. Thank all the students in your class. That’s very nice, and I’m so happy.

C: Lao-da, why is your skin so pale? LYN: The beauty filter is on. “Brightening” is on 35. - LYN: Am I trending? No way, do I have what it takes? I don’t. / Friends- go take a look for me. Am I really? - LYN: Right. Someone asked why I’m so pale. It’s because “brightening” is on 35 and “blur” is on 100. It’s at its limit and can’t go any higher. - C: #32 in the Entertainment Tab. LYN: What’s wrong with that? / Isn’t it 35? C: It’s 32. LYN: Oh, nice. It rose a little while we were discussing it.

C: Ning-ge, when is your stream NOT trending? LYN: I have nothing to be trending FOR. We’re going for “no news is good news” right? There isn’t anything particularly outstanding about my stream- it’s too regular. I’m not like other artists, like some good friends of mine, who only stream every once in a while. When they stream it’s very fresh. My stream is a long-running thing, so there’s nothing really new for the viewers to look at. The people who like me will like the fact that I am streaming but the people who don’t like or care about me are probably thinking, “Why is he streaming AGAIN?” They’re not interested. It’s a different way of thinking, is all- what do they care if I stream or not. // It’s not a big deal.

C: Can you tell us in advance when you’re about to stream? LYN: You want me to give you a call?? What do you mean, “Can you tell us in advance?”? Because my stream- isn’t for business. I don’t need to tell you in advance on what day and what time on what platform I will be streaming as a brand spokesperson to meet with you all. I’m not recommending you any products- there’s none of that. I’m not that type of streamer. With my stream usually it’s when I wrap with work early. It’s not as if it’s a shame to have missed it when I am live or anything, either. You can subscribe to my weibo, and the next time I start a stream it will notify you. C: But it doesn’t. LYN: You must not have notifications on. Or, you haven’t selected the option to pay special attention to my page. // Next time I’ll try to announce it beforehand, but don’t count on it. I was thinking I would come home, shower, and get a good rest. But then I was thinking that resting wasn’t appropriate. So I’ll stream for a bit.

C: It’s my first time seeing the stream, are there any benefits. LYN: Benefits? The benefit is that I’m not kicking you out. You’re here watching my stream and I don’t have any special requests on my part- I don’t expect you to spend money here. I even gift you with my wonderful voice at no cost. That’s your benefit. It’s good enough, yeah? LYN: Actually, this friend reminded me. Anyone who is watching my stream right now all have a benefit. When I hold my concert anyone who is in the stream today- as long as you have a screenshot- can receive a 5yuan discount on the cost of my concert ticket. If you’re watching my stream right now, then take a screenshot immediately. Then when you’re buying tickets for my concert it will automatically deduct 5yuan. How does that sound? C: Can I use it with the discount I got the last time? LYN: No. You can only use one per concert. C: Ning-ge, I have five now... LYN: Just keep collecting them.

C: Trending on main at #45 LYN: I don’t believe it. Let me go take a look. // /smug/ I’m at #41. I saw it. LYN: Since I’m on the main page now I should make myself more presentable. I can’t have my appearance not live up to status of having a trending topic. I don’t want anyone to come in through the topic and see a sloppy-haired beast. LYN: Every time I’m trending there will be a new group of friends who enter my stream for the first time. Many of them have probably never seen me before. They’ve never seen me but have heard of me. They may have heard my songs, but never seen my dramas or my streams. But the first time they come- I want to leave a good impression. I should stop talking, now. Let me play the role of “quiet boy.” From now on I am the quiet type, alright? I’ll sing a song. LYN: What song is on the quiet side and can also give off the impression that I’m just a pretty boy? Someone with a lot of charms~ Is there any song that can do that? Let me think... maybe something ballad/folk. - /reviewing song options/ LYN: How about 走你? (走马) // Let me grab my guitar. /strums it/ It’s not tuned. Whatever. We’re not listening to this. It’s just a prop. -- 走马 (Zou Ma) (Cursory Glance)

LYN: /gently/ Welcome all the new friends, to my stream. Here I will share with you some nice songs. I’m more of a quiet person in daily life, so I wanted to give you a quiet song. I hope you liked it.

bgm: 与子成说 (Yu Zi Cheng Shuo), The Starry Love OST LYN: That’s about enough. // Friends, my topic wouldn’t have dropped because I sang that song, right?? It’s happened before. I made it to a trending topic on main and wanted to show off my talents in thanks so I sang a song and- my trending topic disappeared. LYN: It really fell. Let’s not talk about whether I sang well or not. If I can drop down the list just by singing a song, then the future of the music scene is... yeah. (in bad shape). C: #42. LYN: Oh, I didn’t drop? C: It’s not that fast. LYN: /laughs/ So you’re saying it’ll still drop either way, but can’t it rise instead?? “It doesn’t drop that quickly.” Okay. Thanks! Your words were of a great comfort!

C: I came in because of the trending topic. LYN: It seems like we do have some new friends, here. If you haven’t yet subscribed to my weibo, please do so. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. Don’t think that my Standard Mandarin isn’t good just because you hear me speaking like this in my stream- I CAN speak Standard dialect. Don’t let this affect whether or not you watch my dramas when they air. LYN: I think that if you were able to come to my stream today... you are all.. friends. You are all my guests. I hope that I can make more friends through my stream, so... I will gift you with the song “朋友 (Friends)”. I hope that starting from today- even if you don’t know me, even if you don’t understand me- I hope that we can sing this song together. After the song is over, we will be friends. -- 朋友 (Friends by Alan Tam) C: I don’t know Cantonese. LYN: I don’t either. I’m also just making it up as I go, aren’t I? C: Ning-ge, aren’t we “family”? LYN: /thinking/ -- 我们是一家人 (We Are a Family) LYN: ?? I can’t find the song! Isn’t there one that goes, “Because we are a family...” What song is that? Oh, 相亲相爱一家人 (A Loving Family), right? They don’t have it?? /found it/ This song is for all my family. If you know how to sing it, let’s sing together! -- 相亲相爱一家人 (A Loving Family) LYN: How is it, are you satisfied? C: Damn it. I actually sang along. LYN: /laughing/ Wait- is that a shameful thing?? Doesn’t that just make it more of a fact that we are one family and one mind? Is that not it?

C: The people who came in because of the trending topic will all be scared away. LYN: ... I don’t believe it. How can the people who came in because of the trending topic be scared away? Do you think they are cowards? -- 胆小鬼 (Coward) LYN: Right? There’s no way. How could you think they are cowards? They’re not, rest assured. They’ve seen all there is to see, already. (won’t be easily scared away).

C: Ning-ge, didn’t you say you wanted to be a quiet pretty boy? LYN: Ah... I gave up. There are some things in this world... if they’re meant to be yours it will be, if it’s not meant to be yours then don’t try to force it. LYN: I can’t believe there are some people replying the song I sang just now was “addicting”. Oh? You like this style of music? Then, we will become very good friends. I think if you are able to accept that style of music then you can really be a true musician. If you enjoyed that song and think it was addicting, you can go out into the world and say, “As a musician, I think...”. You can give yourself a title.

C: Ning-ge, how about a non-mainstream song? LYN: Are you trying to hurt me? What if I go online and search “non-mainstream songs” and I end up singing so-and-so’s song. Doesn’t that mean that I... what if people say I am trying to diss that singer? Don’t you know that in this industry, “if you look up you don’t meet, but if you look down you do”? If I get this wrong I might... I might search “non-mainstream” songs and end up finding the names of some of my friends. C: 烏梅子醬 (Dark Plum Sauce) LYN: Does this song have an accompaniment track? There isn’t. I can’t sing it. I wanted to, but since there’s no track I can’t. No helping it. // Actually, I think this IS. But why does it start from the chorus?? It really IS the instrumental track. -- 烏梅子醬 (Dark Plum Sauce) - /gets through a few lines... barely/ LYN: Let’s forget this one. This track doesn’t really work.

LYN: Wasn’t I here to chat with you, what am I doing singing? Anyway- let me rest a bit. What time is it? !! I’m not seeing wrong, am I? It’s 11:44pm. /sigh/ LYN: I said I would stream a little less today, but I didn’t think it would be this time already. Um... alright. C: Are you working tomorrow? LYN: Let me see what time I have to go out tomorrow. // 7a.

bgm: 霓虹甜心 (Neon Sweetheart)

LYN: Alright, today I’ll stream until 12a. LYN: Ok, let’s save some time (by not singing) and chat. Let me play some quieter music.

C: Ning-ge, I have 60 days left until the high school entrance exam, can you cheer me on? LYN: I can. I hope your exam goes well and you get into a high school you like. I wish you better and better. Jiayou.

C: You also have to get up at 7a tomorrow? LYN: We’re all the same. We all have to get up early.

C: When I think about having to go to school tomorrow I want to cry. LYN: ?_? What’s there to cry about. Tomorrow’s Wednesday. It’s only been two days since the week started and you want to cry? There’s still Thursday and Friday. Saturday and Sunday are okay, though. Being able to go to school is such a great thing. It’s the time when you are the most carefree. Cherish it while you can.

LYN: I see more people are trying to send signals. I can see all of your comments, but I won’t make a heart or a “V” for you. There are always people in my stream trying to send signals saying, “Ning-ge, if you can see this, make a heart.” I see all the comments. But there’s no way I can respond to each one. That’d be crazy. I wouldn’t be doing anything else, in that case.

C: If you’re shooting an outside scene for a guzhuang drama will you ever step on a snake? LYN: I have not encountered one as of yet. One of my fellow actors has, though. It’s normal, especially in the mountains. There are snakes. A few days ago my stand-in (light double) was bitten by a centipede. It was this big /gestures/, and it bit him. He went to stand in the tall grass and got bitten. It started feeling numb immediately so we sent him to the hospital. Thankfully it was not very venomous. C: “guang ti”? LYN: Oh, I said “stand-in (light double)” and you thought I meant “guang” as in “naked” (therefore: “naked body”)? No, it’s “guang” for “light” and not “naked”. // The kind you’re thinking of is not called a “guang ti” but a “luo ti” (body double). Those are two different things. C: Why do you need a double for light? LYN: We accidentally stepped into a sensitive topic, here. Every drama will have a staff called a “light double”. Let’s say the actors are shooting a scene, and we took 10 minutes to finish. Then, it’s time to switch the camera positions. When they’re switching the camera positions, the actors can rest for a bit. But the setting and light directors have to set the scene. So there needs to be someone there to stand in our spots. They use the standing position to check all the angles. When all the instruments are in the right place the actors will stand back in their positions and they will make minor adjustments and we can start. It helps to progress the filming schedule, a little. If the actors had to act the scene, then stand there and wait for setting to finish before the next one, I would probably tire to death standing the whole day. The double is there to stand in your spot in order to set the lighting. Usually they will find someone who is around the same height as the actor. - /continues talking about various stand-ins and doubles/ C: It must be hard to find someone the same height as you. LYN: It’s difficult to find a three-legged hippo. People, we can find. It’s not as if I’m some strange species, am I??

- /bickering with the fans over his pronunciation; topic of discussion: “wen ti” (body-double vs “kiss” double)/ LYN: Can you understand Standard Mandarin? Is mine really that bad?? How come I don’t believe it?! LYN: You must be doing this on purpose. How could I find a “kissing double”? I’m willing to- Zu’er must be crazy to agree, too! The opposite actor must be crazy. How could I? For example the two leads need to have an.. emotional interaction and in that moment I say, “Come here, kissing double. Kiss her for me!” No way! XD C: She can find one, too. LYN: Who does that? If that’s the case, what do you expect the viewers to watch for?? You want viewers to watch two strangers kissing? Why would they? They can see plenty of that on the street. Viewers don’t want to see two strangers kissing. They want to see the ML and FL. C: Does ZY have scenes like that? LYN: Not even a little. Not at all. Don’t anticipate it at all. There’s none of that. Stop asking. C: There are plenty of people in front of my dorm. LYN: You- ???? I said that there are a lot of people on the street, if you want to see it and someone replied that there’s plenty of that in front of their dorm. /laughs/ What are you telling me for?? Do you want me to go take a look, or what. Are you sharing with me? I don’t want to know that information, thanks. Are you so idle that you hang out in front of your dorm and watch? You don’t need to tell me! LYN: Let’s change the topic. C: There used to be a lot of that in front of my dorm too. LYN: Alright. That’s enough. OK, already. Let’s not talk about this. It’s enough.

C: Ning-ge, can you tell me how to wake up early without hurting? LYN: ??? Where do you hurt when you wake up?? If your head hurts, you can get that checked out at a hospital. What do you mean by “wake up early without hurting”? Does it hurt you to wake up early? Tell me where it hurts. C: My heart. (figuratively) LYN: If your heart hurts (literally) then you should get an angiogram to see if there are any problems with your heart. You have to be careful. Take care of yourself. C: My head. LYN: You must have slept too much, then! If you’re waking up early that means you slept too much. Sleep a little less and you’ll be fine. C: When I wake up early my soul hurts. [?] LYN: I guess that when you sleep you don’t age, either? [??] When other people sleep they do it soundly, but you’re over here practicing wing chun? If you go a whole night practicing martial arts of course you’re going to hurt all over in the morning. Sleeping to you is like working out. That doesn’t work. LYN: I think I can guess what this friend meant by “wake up early without hurting”- it’s just that waking up early puts them in a bad mood. I’m like that, too. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I think to myself, “What’s the point in living?? I’m here on this earth and I can’t even sleep. What is the meaning of life and in working?” I’m like that too. I’m sure everyone is. But once you’re up, you’re up. Even if that means that you have a bit of grumpiness in the morning. You;ll be fine after some time passes.

C: Do you check in for attendance in your own SuperTopic? LYN: What are you saying? You must be new. I’ve checked in to my SuperTopic for 1,000+ days, now. Consecutively. LYN: I already spent so much money on supplement cards for my SuperTopic. My header description even says “Modern Brothers Weibo SuperTopic Big Fan”. Everyone else’s is “singer, actor”. Mine is “Modern Brothers Weibo Supertopic Big Fan" [超话粉丝大咖 (摩登兄弟超话)]. I have a prestigious title. LYN: I told you before, that anyone who checks in to my SuperTopic for more than 1,000 consecutive days can contact my studio and ask for a bottle of soybean oil. C: Wasn’t it 500 days? LYN: Ehm... was it 500 days? Well, it’s already been 200 days since I set that price. Let’s raise it a little. C: Ning-ge, I was almost at 500 days. How could you raise the prices?? LYN: That’s just the way a lot of things are. This society is like this, friends. I just want you to have a bit of a preview as to the cruelty of this society. When you go to work, they will put you on probation for two months. After those two months are over they might say they will think about it and put you on probation for an additional month. Anything is possible.

bgm: 意气趁年少 (Youth at Will), A Female Student Arrives at the Imperial College OST

LYN: Happy New Year, friends. This year I wish... that anyone who is taking tests has a good result. Thank you for keeping me company and if you haven’t subscribed to my weibo yet, please do so. I am Modern Brothers Liu Yuning. You can come hang out the next time I stream. Thanks for everyone who is in this stream and still watching- I was able to get a trending topic because of you. Thank you to everyone who participated in my stream tonight. LYN: It’s about time, and I should go to sleep. I hope you had a relaxing and wonderful night. It was great to have you and I hope you enjoyed yourself. We’ll meet again in the next stream! Good night, everyone.

#Liu Yuning #lyn livestream #(2:38:20)#topics:#undo a button ning-ge #discussing wigs (and how he's worn the white one for ALL of the recent streams)#drama q&a #disney stream discussions #singing~~#TtEotM OST (kazoobie ver.)

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having nor/ice thoughtssssssssssssss sad sad whiny kitty cat noises. wahhhh. im thinking about them wahhhhhhhh. WAHHH

what if i took all my small canonverse ideas and compiled them into ONESHOTSSSSS........................................ and what if they were CHRONOLOGICALLY ARRANGED ..... and showed RELATIONSHIP PROGRESSION over the course of 1000 years ...... and it wasnt that deep but i pretended it was and called it something like "i was meant to keep you warm" because i love to steal fox/i/ng lyrics. maybe even id find a way to make this a 5 times + 1 time format.

if i can wrestle my way into figuring out what goes on in nors head i could do it. ive figured that i want ice to never ever see him as a brother. my vision is that nor is iceladns hot babysitter fantasy and first crush that never goes away. he wants to marry him when he grows up but then his feelings stay that way and it never ever ever ever ever goes away and only gets worse. u understand? do u see it

and UNFORTUNATELY nor knows ic/eland likes him from the beginning. he can tell from like ice's adolescence onwards and is like yeah idk about all that...... but the attention is flattering and he loves this little guy so much and thinks its sweet. he doesnt get to visit often but ice writes him a lot because hes in love with him ykwim and nor loves him so much too (platonic) and always writes back.

and yeah they go through periods of living together for various reasons. sickness unions famines etc etc. not ever for long and nothing ever happens. if adolescent iceland pushed boundaries, nor would humor him a little with like...a kiss, bc he spoils him, but ultimately he hard-shuts it down. and ice would be traumatized forever and block the memory out / be eternally tormented at night by the time he did such and such so is the worst person alive etc

and ice begins teen life with the whole he will never love me and i am a tormented soul shtick. now he writes to him less, tries to put more distance between them... so it hurts less and all that. hes not GOOD at pretending he hates nor or whatever but its easy to lose connection when messages are rare and visits are rarer

he spends much more time at denmarks than with no.rway. he sees den.mark as a proper older brother / uncle / fatherly figure. hes closer emotionally to him and lives with him more and all that. his tutors are danish and he goes to boarding school in cop.enhagen in the 1800s. idk how this ties into the romance necessarily but its timeline relevant. whether or not denmark picks up on the crush , i dont know. i could go either way lol. also, den + nors relationship is strictly brotherly btw. ironically. because theres not enough fics where theyre platonic and i really do enjoy them that way too

nor and ice remain distant for several hundred years. its once ice gets into his pushing for independence mixed with modern technology for better communication ..... somewhere between say, the invention of the airplane and landline phones, nor and ice repair their relationship. iceland is coming into adulthood (independence) for real, and is SO mature about his international relationships. he can be so mature and normal about norway. he can sit down with him and have lunch and discuss business and norway wont talk down at him for being young at all (lie) and he'll be so chill about that and not yell at him (he only does it once) (he only has to do it once)

all this isnt to say n.orway himself didnt attempt to stay close over the years, but ic.eland wasnt reciprocating, and even if they saw each other every year at christmas (doubt) that doesnt make them really CLOSE. but i think iceland was always particularly special to him bc of how close they were as kids. and they WERE both kids back then. little icela.nd sent him letters while nor was like 14 at best. i believe in teen mom norway and his eldest sondaughter icey. at least from nors perspective. even tho hes so absent so much of the time. when he comes around he showers him in gifts as a love language even way back when

anyway, ice.land still has an obvious crush on nor and nor finds it SO cute. like he could just pinch his cheeks and coo at him for it. ice tries to keep a lid on his emotions but can only do so much. nor doesnt SAY anything to point sus behavior out. but as soon as he notices,,,, its like there was no time apart, to nor. ice is so closed off and stiff and weird around him and nor wishes he would relax so they can connect properly and he honestly CANT

the solution is to drink otgether i think. at some point. maybe not immediately but they'll get to it.

icela.nd isnt like oohg im too young to drink, i think hes just lived long enough that hes a bit Over It / doesnt want to act like an idiot / really doesnt want to act like an idiot in front of nor. but nor could peer pressure him into anything if he really tried so they finally get tipsy together and i think that goes a long way to repair their relationship.

they do this many times and as long as ice is careful to not drink a lot he'll be fine. hes gotta keep his wits about him and still be able to feel shame. one time he indulges a little hard and i think ice trauma dumps on him and they kiss to make up for the time nor pushed him away and nor didnt realize he was still hurting so much about that. nor is tipsy enough to do it (not even drunk) and afterwards he goes ohh wait i kind of enjoyed that. and do it a few more times then make out for a while and it doesnt go anywhere, they fall asleep

the next day they completely remember kissing and know the other remembers it and just mutually dont talk about it.

icelan.d is VISIBLY struggling even harder around him for at least a few days until he gets a handle on his emotions. and nor has a lot to think about. in general.

i dont know where the dna stuff comes in. im falling asleep while typeing this

but icelan.d obvioiusly is like wtf? we arent related. thats impossible. i cant even fathom this. and nor.way is like you are the closest i will ever have to family and i am your biological father and icel.and is like what the fuck ew you can say brother as much as you want but never say father again im begging you and nor is like Bet.

and then they test and they're first degree related. father or brother would be appropriate. and nor is like yeah obviously (already believed this when he kissed him) and ic.eland is like (max harlow voice) SUICIDE !! SUICIDE !!

icelan.d sits with that information for a while but his crush still doesnt go away. nor gives him space and also sits with the information. he never thought he'd end up here but he decides that hes into it. its kinda hot. I Do believe in slutty n.orway supremacy i thnk hes slept with most of europe and doesnt have a strong internal sense of familial boundaries considering he is a landmass and is like yeah id do that again we're both adults hes cute whatever

next time they see each other nor comes onto him. and ice is squeemish about it but this is also everything hes ever wanted. whats he gonna do, say no?

at this point i fell asleep but im awake again uhhhh

ic.eland gets to cope with being a creep a weirdo and getting what he wanted in the worst way possible and nor gets to torment him with the brother thing not as a kink but bcz it makes him uncomfortable and he thinks its funny.

i forgot to talk about the actual oneshot ideas that inspired this in the first place didnt i. oh well

aaaaaaaaaaaaand post

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soupdeewoop · 5 months

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favorite lines from "THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT"

your wife waters flowers, i want to kill her

All my mornings are monday stuck in an endless february

but you're in self-sabotage mode, throwing spikes down the road

we're modern idiots

You smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate

i scratch your head, you fall asleep, like a tattooed golden retriever

sometimes i wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me, but you told lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave

'cause it fit too right, puzzle pieces in the dead of night, I shouldve known it was a matter of time

'cause i knew too much, there was danger in the heat of my touch, he saw forever so he smashed it up

did you really beam me up?, in a cloud of sparkling dust, just to do experiments on, tell me I was the chosen one, showed me that this world is bigger than us, then sent me back where I came from

now im down bad crying at the gym, everything comes out teenage petulance, "fuck it if I cant have him", "I might just die, it would make no difference"

how dare you think its romantic, leaving me safe and stranded

my spine split from carrying us up to the hill, wet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chill

thinking how much sad did you think I had, did you think I had in me? oh the tragedy

i stopped cpr, after all its no use

two graves, one gun, ill find someone

you swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? i died on the alter waiting for the proof

i just learned these people try and save you 'cause they hate you

id rather burn my whole life down than listen to one more second of all this bitchin' and moanin', ill tell you something 'bout my good name, its mine along with all the disgrace, I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empire's clothing

there's a lot of people in town that I bestow upon my fakest smiles

my friends tried, but i wouldn't hear it, watched me daily disappearing, for just one glimse of his smile

another summer, taking cover, rolling thunder, he doesnt understand me, splintered back in winter, silent dinners, bitter, he was with her in dreams

little did you know you home's really only a town youre just a guest in

florida, is one hell of a drug, florida, can I use you up?

little did you know your home's really only the town youll get arrested, so pack your life away just to wait out the shitstorm back in texas

i need to forget, so take me to florida, ive got some regrets, ill bury them in florida, tell me I'm despicable, say its unforgivable, at least the dolls are beautiful, fuck me up, florida

go on, fuck me up

this cage was once just fine, am i allowed to cry?

what if hes written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?

these fatal fantasie given way to laboured breath taking all of me, weve already done in my head

what if the way you hold me is actually whats holy?

they dont know how youve haunted me so stunningly, i choose you and me, religiously

if you wanted me dead you shouldve just said

crash the party like a record crash as i scream, "whos afraid of little old me?", you should be

i wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me, you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

you caged me and then you called me crazy, i am what i am 'cause you trained me, so whos afraid of me?

they shake their heads saying, "god, help her" when i tell 'em hes my man

ill show you heaven if youll be an angel, all mine

whoa, maybe i cant

i thought i was better safe than starry-eyed

if you know it in one glimpse, its legendary, you and i go from one kiss to getting married

you shit-talked me under the table, talking rings and talking cradles, i wish i could unrecall, how we almost had it all

youre the loss of my life

the lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night, i can show you lies

'cause im a real tough kid, i can handle my shit, they said "babe, you gotta fake it till you make it" and i did

lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna die

im so depressed, i act like its my birthday everday

'cause im miserable (haha), and nobody even knows, try and come for my job

and i dont even want you back, i just want to know, if rusting my sparking summer was the goal

you didnt measure up in any measure of a man

in fifty years will all this be declassifed?, and ill say, "good riddance"

i wouldve died for youre sins, instead i just died inside

so when i touch down, call the amateurs and cut 'em from the team

'cause the sign on your heart said its still reserved for me, honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

he jokes that "its heroin, but this time with an E"

you look like clara bow

this town is fake but youre the real thing, breath of fresh ait through smoke rings

the crowd goes wild at her fingertip, half moon shine, a full eclipse

youre the new god were worshipping, promise to be dazzling

beauty is a beast that roars down on all fours demanding more

you look like taylor swift, in this light, were loving it, youve got edge, she never did, the futures bright, dazzling

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vrisrezis · 2 years

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hello :) hope everything is well! id like to request a fluff alphabet for anne boonchuy — if it matters, s/o is ambitious, affectionate, rational, n optimistic

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about their partner?)

Not to be cliche but she would find your personality attractive! She would love the little small quirks you may have, she would like how optimistic you are.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

In the future? Sure. She would like the idea of having a little her walking around but she’s still young so she’d like to wait a bit.

C = Cuddle (How do they like to cuddle?)

She likes to cuddle on top of you, smothering you. Thankfully she’s thin.

D = Dates (What kind of Dates do you go on?)

She likes restaurant dates. She also likes going to the park.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

You are my heart.

F = Feelings (When did they know they’re in love?)

When she is separated from you, or almost loses you.

G = Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their S/O does for them?)

Very grateful! She’s not always aware but she has her moments where she’s just so happy to have you and thanks you for everything.

H = Honesty (Do they have secrets they hide from their S/O?)

No. She’s very honest with you. Though when she’s upset she may try to deflect and not tell you what’s wrong, she will eventually.

I = Impression (First impressions?)

She thought you were super cute. But like in a totally platonic way… haha…

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous? How do they deal with it)

Sometimes. She’s usually very petty about it and gives an attitude to the person.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss you? How do they like to be kissed?)

Loves kissing her hands, she always makes it goofy but she loves doing it. She likes when you kiss her face and hair.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

Her. She said it in a off handed manner when you were friends but said it more seriously when you started dating pretty quickly.

M = Memory (What’s their favorite memory together?)

The day you got her a frog that looked just like sprig :,) <3

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

As much as she possibly can! Certainly helps she can never say no to you!

O = On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they’re in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

Pretty obvious with the big ol goofy smile on her face and blush dusted on her cheeks. She tends to be clingier around you, really excited to hear you talk and etc.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Honeybear, gummybear, sweetie, honey,

Q = what their fav non modern thing

Not doing this one.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Lazy day honestly. She likes making you food though on a rainy day so that you can keep relaxing and stuff.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/S/O up?)

She tends to distract herself and eventually forgets about whatever may be upsetting her, let’s it out eventually if she has to. With you, she may try to do the same and make you laugh unless you really need to get it out. She feels terrible when you’re upset.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

She likes talking about mutual interests, shows, movies, video games, celebrities, etc. and often brings up old funny memories with you or inside jokes the two of you may have.

U = Understanding (How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

Very well! She can see right through you! Sometimes it feels like she knows you better than you do.

V = Value (How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?)

Very important. On a close level to how much the plantars mean to her and her parents. Along with Sasha and Marcy.

W = Wedding (thoughts on marriage, When, where, and how do they propose?)

She’s fine with it when you’re older. but she probably ends up proposing in your late 20s or early 30s. She would probably do it at a place that’s special to you both, like perhaps a spot you two used to hide away and hang out at (perhaps like a secret hideout?) and then would propose.

X = XOXO (How affectionate are they? In public/in private)

Very affectionate in private! Smothers you in her love constantly. In public not as much, but still affectionate.

Y = Yearning (How well do they cope when they’re separated from their S/O?)

She’s okay. She’s been separated from you for probably a long ass time so she can deal with it. Even if not she was away from her parents for a long time so she can handle it.

Z = Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship?)

Yes. Your relationship is extremely important to her after all.

#amphibia x reader #anne boonchuy x reader #amphibia anne x reader #anne x reader

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ikeromantic · 2 years

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The Trap Closes

A Mitsuhide Akechi fanfiction. This scene is set well after the events of the romantic epilogue and features Mitsuhide and MC in a modern setting extended story. Approx. 2400 words.

First: Mitsuhide and the Maiden

Previous: Serendipity

Mitsuhide leaned back in his chair, eyes gleaming. His little one sat beside him, her mind clearly churning as she tried to digest the plans his team divulged. He smiled at her intent expression. She was so cute when she was trying to focus. “Relax, little mouse.” Mitsuhide settled his hand on her leg.

“Yeah, relax. You should still be in bed,” Miyake scolded her with a good natured smile.

Sasuke nodded. “He’s right. You don’t need to be here. You should go to your parents’ home.”

She drew her chin up, showing that steel soul she hid behind her kind eyes and gentle smile. “These people tried to hurt me. They tried to hurt my friends. I’m not going to go hide in my bedroom and wait for you to take care of it for me.” It was only spoiled a little by her dry cough after.

Itsuko and Daiki watched her cautiously. The chatelaine was an unknown to them, their boss’ girlfriend. Souta seemed more sure. He grinned at her and nodded. “The lady knows what she wants.”

Mitsuhide chuckled. “That she does. I think there is a role for her to play in this.”

Sasuke looked like he might argue but after a look from the chatelaine, he only clenched his jaw.

“Fine. So let’s get started.” Miyake frowned but didn’t argue further.

A few hours later, Mitsuhide found himself packed tight into the confines of a cleaning products box. The metal cart beneath him rattled and shook as Itsuko pushed in up the ramp of the back entrance to Tanaka’s office building. The door guard barely paused when scanning his ID.

Thankfully, Souta’s employee database hack held and they were waived through.

Itsuko hummed softly to himself as he pushed the cleaning cart down the hall to the service elevator. Another badge scan and the door clicked open. He was on his way to the top floor with little more than a cursory check.

Mitsuhide felt the elevator rise, the smooth, rapid motion made his stomach flip. It was a sensation he didn’t think he would ever adjust to. It was worse in the confines of the cardboard box, in the dark. He swallowed and tried to focus on the plan.

Miles away in another part of town, Daiki was walking into a warehouse with a grin on his face and a can of gasoline in hand. This was where Tanaka’s criminals stored their contraband. Shelves of banned and restricted chemicals, stolen merchandise, forgeries . . . this was where the money was made. Smuggled items for sale and export.

“Hey! Stop! Who the fu-”

Daiki slammed the gas can into the side of the mafioso’s head and dropped him. Then he smiled and waved up at the security cam. Souta was probably watching, might as well say hello. Then he set to work, dousing the goods in his petrol mixture. When everything flammable was soaked, he stepped back and lit it.

The flames leapt up before his spark of his lighter even touched the oil. He singed his fingers, almost dropping it. “Damn. You wanted to burn, didn’t you?” Daiki pressed his fingertips to his lips for a moment and then remembered Souta was watching and this wasn’t the kind of thing a tough guy did. He changed the motion to blowing a kiss and hoped his friend didn’t catch the pause.

He dragged the unconscious man out by his arms and set him far enough away from the warehouse to be safe. Ish.

At another location in one of the city’s suburbs, Sasuke watched several low-tier thugs accept an unexpected shipment of free beer. Kegs they took with grins and laughter, never suspecting each one was dosed with a compound that would knock them out after only a cup or two.

And in this very building, his little mouse was making a special delivery to the front desk. A cake for Ana, but under the frosted cover was an EMP device. Something Souta and Sasuke built together that would take out communications in the building. All she needed to do was get past the door guards and into the lobby.

Mitsuhide didn’t worry about any of that. It was all part of the plan they’d crafted together. One he knew would succeed even if an individual part failed. He found, to his surprise, that he trusted each member of his team to manage their part even if something went wrong.

He felt the cart come to a stop. “You can’t be here right now. The boss is having a meeting. Real serious,” someone said. A guard - they sounded bored rather than hostile.

Itsuko jiggled the cart. “Yeah? You know what else is serious? Sewage leaks. If I don’t get in there a slap a patch on that pipe, boss is going to be swimming in his own -”

“You know what? I’ll buzz his assistant. Let her decide.” The guard chuckled.

Mitsuhide knew what happened next, though he could only hear it. Itsuko slipped up behind the guard as soon as his back was turned and in one quick motion, tried to knock him out. Tried. Itsuko hadn’t had the kind of training Mitsuhide did. He only had a few short weeks of practice. His elbow caught the guard by surprise, but it wasn’t enough to take him out.

The two men struggled in the hall, grunts and gasps accompanying the short, brutal fight.

Mitsuhide didn’t wait to find out who would win. He tore out the lightly sealed box top. His neck felt sore and his legs were buzzing with pins and needles. It took a moment for him to orient himself and begin to move. His usually grateful gait was an awkward stumble as he stepped down from the cart to intervene.

It took only a moment to find the opening he needed. A swift blow to the side of the guard’s head and the man crumpled to the floor. Injured, but alive, which was the intent. Then Mitsuhide flashed Itsuko his sharp smile. “I thought I taught you better than that.”

“Sorry boss,” Itsuko shrugged. Then he knelt down and rifled through the guard’s pockets, coming away with a security fob. He added it to his keychain beside the one Mitsuhide stole on his night’s stay in the building, and the one Souta set up for him as cleaning staff.

“You know what to do next. Make sure to clear the building.”

Itsuko nodded. “Sure. You really think he’s got people locked up in rooms here?”

Mitsuhide nodded. “I was kept in one. I imagine there are others, willing and unwilling. Get them all out.”

After Itsuko hustled off, Mitsuhide looked at the door to Tanaka’s office. This was it. Not revenge, nor ambition drove him here although, perhaps both played a part.What he felt was more the satisfaction of being so near the end of a job - one that needed doing, however unpleasant the task. Men like Tanaka could not be allowed to destroy the peace of this place for their petty greed.

Mitsuhide opened the door and stepped inside. As expected, Tanaka was there, sitting behind his desk. There were four men standing in front of him, all looking unsettled. These must be his warlords. Bandits, all.

The five men all stared at the unexpected interruption. One of the warlords reached for something inside his jacket but before he could take action, Tanaka spoke.

“What are you doing here? I didn’t call you back.”

“No, you didn’t.” Mitsuhide’s thin smile widened.

Tanaka raised an eyebrow. He was a man clearly used to obedience and deference. He wasn’t sure what to make of Mitsuhide’s behavior.

The man with his hand inside his jacket smirked. “I’ll take him out and teach him some manners, boss. If you’ll excuse me?”

Mitsuhide didn’t give him time to make good on his threat. He grabbed the man by his arm and pulled him close and slammed an elbow into his nose. The sound of crunching cartilage and the sudden smell of blood hit first, followed by the thud of the man’s body falling to the floor.

The others began to spring into motion, three men familiar with violence. They expected to overwhelm Mitsuhide. To bring him down by force, quickly and brutally. And had he been anyone else, they might have succeeded. But Mitsuhide fought against the odds his whole life. Alone in most battles, outnumbered, but never outwitted. He knew how to handle men like these.

He brought the second one down with a kick to the groin and an elbow to the back of his head. The third man he simply side-stepped and then helped him continue his momentum straight into the wall. The last opponent was more wary, having seen how easily Mitsuhide felled his companions.

Mitsuhide read caution in the last warlord’s movements. It did the man little good. Mitsuhide went on the attack, striking rapidly with his fists and elbows until he found an opening. It was an inelegant strategy, but effective. The last man went down with a fist to the side of his head. That left only Tanaka.

The boss sat behind his desk with a smug expression. In his hands, one of the small modern rifles - a pistol, Mitsuhide thought - trained on him. “I thought you had some promise,” Tanaka sighed. “But you couldn’t be patient and wait to prove yourself. Instead, you do this? I am not impressed.”

Mitsuhide chuckled. “Then it is good that I am not trying to impress you.”

“Then what?” Tanaka blinked, unable to hide his surprise. He thought he understood people - their greed, their lust for power. He thought Mitsuhide was just like the other men he’d surrounded himself with. Led by those desires alone.

“I won’t waste breath explaining it. Men like you are the reason men like me exist.” Mitsuhide walked around the office, looking at the gathered antiques. “Do you imagine you are like the lords of the past? Uesugi. Takeda. Oda.” He lifted a decorative sword from the wall. “You are nothing like them. Even the worst of them wanted something better for the world. But you - you only tear down what others build up.”

Tanaka stood, shoving his chair behind him. “Tear down? Boy, I built one of the greatest crime families in this country. I built an empire. How dare you speak on things you don’t know?”

Mitsuhide shook his head, tsking. “You destroy the peace of this place and call it an empire? Stealing from those that cannot defend themselves? Letting your warriors hunt innocents for petty revenge? I can’t decide if you’re merely a fool or foolishly evil.” He swung the sword experimentally. The balance on it was terrible. Some sort of cheap material made to display only. But it would do.

“Enough. I won’t be scolded by you.” Tanaka’s finger tightened on the trigger.

Just then, the lights went down and all the screens in the room went dark. The gun went off, muzzle flashing. The blade reflected the burst of light as it arced through the air.

Mitsuhide felt something warm trickle down his neck, then a sharp, hot pain. He ignored it, trying to wrestle the sword free of Tanaka’s neck. The mafioso was slumped over the desk, head nearly severed. The cheap weapon could not cut through the bone and was now lodged there. After a moment, Mitushide just let go, leaving the sword where it was.

He put a hand to his neck. The wound felt small, the blood loss acceptable. All things considered, he’d expected to come away with more injuries. Of course, he wasn’t done yet.There would be more resistance in the building. More fights. Miyake was on his way or perhaps already here to help. Sasuke and Daiki as well. Yet he already felt like they’d won.

Despite that, he was uneasy. There was so much to this crime syndicate that he didn’t quite fathom. A breadth to it made possible by modern day communications that meant even a victory like this one would leave a remnant of these bandits in power. Mitsuhide knew it would take years to root out all of the corruption. And more than that to see that no other similar bandit-lord took over where Tanaka left off.

The job was only half done and he could not stay to see it to completion. That was the root of his anxiety.

“Mitsuhide!” His little mouse burst in, a flashlight in hand. “Are you alright?” Her light shone in his eyes, and he blinked.

“Lower your torch, little one.”

“Oh my god! Mitsuhide, you’re bleeding. From your neck!” The light lowered as she rushed forward.

He laughed softly. “I’m fine. It’s a scratch.” He pulled her into a hug. “What about you? Did everything go as planned downstairs?”

She nodded as her fingers pushed his head up and to the side, inspecting his wound. “Ana opened the cake box and everything shut down. She and the other two at the front desk went to some back room to try to call for help but their phones wouldn’t work. Then Miyake came. I didn’t wait to see what he would do. I came straight here.”

One of the men on the floor groaned. Mitsuhide nudged the fallen warlord with his foot. “These men will need to be corralled and dealt with.”

“Dealt with?” She glanced at Tanaka’s body and shivered.

“I won’t waste their lives if there is another way,” he promised. It would be so much easier to kill them, but his little one was right to abhor such a solution. He pulled the zip-ties from his pocket and set about restraining them. It was so much easier to use these plastic bands than it was to use rope. It was really too bad he didn’t have a few at home.

The chatelaine helped him tie the warlords. Mitsuhide couldn’t help but notice her cough, but he said nothing about it. If she wanted to help, he would not interfere. Though he did keep a close eye on the men in case any were only pretending to be unconscious.

“You know,” she said as she lowered the last man’s feet to the floor. “I never imagined I’d be tying men up alongside you.”

“Oh? Is that a desire I wasn’t fulfilling?” Mitsuhide lowered his gaze seductively. “I will allow it. But once I’m tied, I hope you know what to do next.”

Her cheeks heated and she looked away. “Th-that’s not what I meant! I just - you know! These guys. Helping you with a plan.”

Mitsuhide took her hands, smiling. “You help me far more than you know.” He looked back toward the door. “Now let’s go find Itsuko and see if Miyake is here yet.”

Next: Useful Tasks

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen mitsuhide #mitsuhide akechi #fanfiction #fanfic #otome #otome guys #drama

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heiheizouzou · 8 months

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Hiiii I saw that requests are open so here I am 😚

I would like to see Xiao struggling with modern technologies and a gn reader who helps him and tease him about it. Just something fluffy and cute pls <3

HJAKSHAKSH HIHI ANON!! This is such a cute idea omg! Ty for requesting AND IM SORRY IT TOOK ME LIKE. SIX MONTHS TO WRITE THIS I AHHHH I THOUGHT ABOUT IT THE WHOLE TIME IM SORRY PLEASE ENJOY <333

You love your boyfriend. You really do. But sometimes, he was so bad at using modern technology, you couldn’t help but tease him a little. Currently, you were watching as he struggled to work out the functions of the new phone you had gotten him, after complaining for months that his old one was “out of date”, and “Darling it’s literally a brick. Please let me get you a new phone.” he finally relented and allowed you to pick out the latest model for him. Unfortunately for Xiao, the latest model meant a whole pile of new features that he decidedly Did Not understand.

“(name)...” your lips curled up slightly and you hid your smile behind your hand, watching as Xiao frowned and tapped at his screen, seeming unsatisfied with the results. “How do you…. There’s no button on this…” much to your amusement, he eventually gave up, and with a little huff, placed the phone firmly face down on the counter in front of him. His brows furrowed at the sound of your snickering, and he looked away.

Taking pity on the poor boy, you sighed fondly and reached out to pick up the abandoned phone. Tapping the screen, you watched as it lit up, and making your way to the settings, you held it up in front of Xiao’s face, giggling at his expression.

“It’s for the face ID.” you explained. “Okay, now smile!” Xiao only looked at you in quiet confusion. You poked his cheek and smiled, before swiping away from the app, this time opening the camera and flipping it to face the two of you. You turn your head to the side, pressing a kiss to Xiao’s cheek, and clicking the photo button on the screen. His surprised face elicits a laugh from you, as you tap to view the photo in his camera roll. Feeling pleased with yourself, you hand the phone back to him, allowing your boyfriend to get a better view of the selfie.

“....” Xiao seems to want to say something, opening his mouth, but he hesitates, no sound coming out. Patiently, you wait for the boy to speak. “Can you show me… how to set this as my screen photo?” Xiao looks away, and then back at you, the tips of his ears turning red. Your heart positively melts at the sight, and his sweet request.

“As your lock screen? Sure, just look.” you lean over his shoulder, and point to where he needs to go. Within a few simple taps, his lockscreen is now the cute selfie of the two of you. It’s a good photo, you think. Xiao looks surprised, eyes widened minutely, but a light pink dusts his cheeks, letting you know he wasn’t opposed to your sudden action. You’re a little blurry, but to be fair, you were moving and weren’t looking at the camera when you took said selfie. It’s fine though, you think, as you smile at him. You can always take another one later.

#xiao x gn reader #xiao x reader #xiao #xiao genshin impact #・ nouveau livre ˎˊ˗ -#xiao x gender neutral reader #x reader #genshin impact #case closed!!#detective's side notes #LITERALLY GOIN THRU IT RN #AGAIN IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK 3000 YEARS TO GET OUT #if you forgot you sent this ask i 100% understand omg #i nearly forgot that tag oh my bad

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icemankazansky · 2 years

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Hey, I want to ask what are your favorite IceMav stories? On Ao3, tumblr or whatever side you read fics. ☺️

You have no idea what you've just summoned.

Come sit by me.

You have asked for my favorite Icemav stories, which means that this list is going to leave off some truly excellent Icemav, because for the most part my favorites, the ones I read over and over again, are more lighthearted and sexy and have happy endings.

These stories are all Top Gun, and they're all Icemav, so I've only listed the rating by each title.

In no specific order:

by @boasamishipper :

Since she began creating for Top Gun in 2019, Boa has become a fixture of the fandom, an important voice that is capable of both the fluffiest fluff and the most heart-rending angst. She writes mostly Icemav, but she has branched out more than a lot of people from the pre-TGM era, and written more pairings and more characters than any other TG writer I know personally. This list might look a little odd to some people more familiar with her work, because she has written some amazing, novel-length AUs and crossovers and plotty, heavy stuff, but again, these are my favorite stories, and I like her Icemav when they're soft.

Word on the Street (Teen) Sharon looks down at her wedding ring and says a prayer for the handsome Navy pilot that’s heading their way. He’s got no idea what he’s in for. / Or, Iceman and Maverick versus the Real Housewives of Fallon, Nevada.

This is an outsider POV story in which Ice and Maverick scandalize (and titillate) the suburbs of Fallon, completely on accident. It's funny, it's sweet, and the payoff at the end is so satisfying.

let's talk about sex, baby (let's talk about you and me) (Teen) This is a college AU for the prompt: I keep coming in to take condoms from the health services desk because I think you’re cute and I’m pretty sure you must think my sex life is wild.

In which Pete Mitchell, over the course of a semester of college, continually fails to ask Tom Kazansky to go out with him. This one is light and funny and kind of innocent and hopeful in a way, because they're young and they have crushes, and nothing is more important than that ... except maybe that organic chemistry final.

when i see your face (General) In which Maverick Mitchell wakes up from surgery, high on painkillers, and hits on his husband.

This is everything I want for modern Icemav. They're married, they're so sweet together, and they love each other so, so much. Drugged Maverick is hilarious, long-suffering Ice is gentle and totally smitten; this is comfort food in text form.

'cause the cat's the only cat (who knows where it's at) (Teen) “So you mean to tell me,” Ice says, “that my alien cat is having alien kittens?”

I love Boa's Top Gun/MCU crossovers. I think they're incredibly well done, they are respectful to both canons, and they're innovative and clever. I like the Captain Marvel series the best, I think, and while I reread a lot of those stories, this one has to be my favorite. Chewie the Flerken has kittens, and it totally ruins everyone's life until it doesn't. Sweet, sooooooo funny, unexpectedly warm.

it's centrifugal motion, it's perpetual bliss (Mature) Kiss prompts from Tumblr.

There was a fic meme of kiss prompts going around a couple years ago, and this isn't so much one, unified fic as it is 10 vignettes of important kisses. They range from sweet to passionate to bittersweet, and they show the best of Iceman and Maverick together as a couple. I love, love, love these little peeks into the like Ice and Mav built together.

by @susiecarter :

I'm going to be honest with you: In 2020, @susiecarter wrote me a story for Id Pro Quo, which is an annual ficswap in which you request a pairing and up to 20 freeform tags that are meant to satisfy your id. These are guilty pleasure, don't judge me I'm having an amazing time right now stories, and she absolutely blew my damn mind, and then she did it twice more. So, yes, these stories were all written with my exact specifications in mind, but that doesn't mean they aren't all fucking amazing, because they are. As a writer, @susiecarter is so pithy and sharp and very, very well-balanced, and her prose is visceral and tangible and, occasionally, unexpectedly tender and lyrical. All three of these stories are blistering hot with perfect characterization, great sex that does not shy away from honest emotion and real intimacy, and her use of plane metaphors is spot on without ever being cliche or cheesy.

fire in the sky tonight (Explicit) Graduation from TOPGUN was one thing. It was great, no question, but it was just the warm-up. You hadn't made it, really made it, until you got hitched.

This is a canon-compliant (mostly) arranged marriage fic in which Iceman and Maverick consummate their nuptials just a couple hours after the dogfight for the Layton. It is stupid hot. Maverick is nervous and a virgin but still not wanting to give Iceman an inch, and Ice is cool and deadly, smolderingly competent, and he takes care of Maverick while also taking him the fuck apart. Plus, maybe they actually love each other? So good.

A Shared Cup (Mature) It was only a training exercise. It was only supposed to be a training exercise.

Ice and Maverick fuck up and end up telepathically linked. DEEP deep. Then what happens is they end up learning each other from the inside out, and while the brass is trying to figure out how the hell to fix this MASSIVE error, Maverick is just trying to hide from Ice that maybe his feelings on the matter, and his feelings about Ice, have changed. This is a gorgeous study of both characters, and the payoff at the end is totally earned.

and gamble for the sun (Mature) It's like this: Maverick and the Iceman make bets, sometimes.

This story is kind of like sitting in a pot of water. First everything is still, and you're just floating there, and then you notice that the water is beginning to warm up, and before you know it, it's boiling around you, and you might burn up and you might drown and it doesn't really matter which one. For me, more than anything, the small details in this story are incredibly sexy and incredibly intimate, and the ending is surprising but perfect and handled perfectly, and it's just gorgeous, the prose and the heat and the emotions, how they're all there and all balanced so perfectly. It's a killer.

by chemm80:

What You Don't Know (Explicit) Maverick finds Iceman handcuffed to his bed. He has a hard time getting over it.

ME TOO. I first read this fic when it came out 10 years ago, and it's still one I go back to. Maverick and Ice are still really figuring out how to be around each other as just colleagues and friends when Maverick sees something he was never meant to see, and it sends him into a tailspin. Things get complicated, and it's handled beautifully, with Maverick especially pushing through the quagmire of his emotions to get to the truth, and Ice vulnerable in more ways than one. Plus, hot. Did I mention it's really hot?

by DeeEffGee

Drugs (Teen) “Ice, you have to take the pain meds. Every six hours-”

Maverick is stuck doctoring Ice, and Ice hates it for a different reason than Maverick first imagined. Maverick and Ice are both sharp together here, the push-and-push-back kind of banter and dares as in the film, until they both surprise themselves, and then ... they are, like, 25% nicer.

by Pink_and_Velvet

You took a fall, then you landed soft. (Teen) Iceman comes up with a game, to prevent Maverick’s downward spiral and also, get him naked.

Ice doesn't like seeing Maverick torture himself, so he does something about it. A nice study of both characters in the wake of Goose's death, and also games that involve forfeiting clothing are always a good thing.

The Prom King (Teen) A high school AU in which Iceman and Maverick are seniors with prom around the corner, and some unresolved feelings to deal with.

This is a really cute first time fic where Ice is one of the cool kids and Maverick isn't quite sure what to do with him. (But he figures it out.) Like a teen romcom, but Icemav.

by @genderfluidsodapopcurtis :

A Kiss on the Inside of the Wrist (General) There are parts of Ice’s body that Maverick only ever sees from up close.

This one is short, but very sweet. I love lazy, sleepy Icemav.

by @victimofthemusic :

Bri excels at writing extremely sexy fic that also completely expresses how stupid in love the characters are for each other. Her characterization is sharp and distinctive, and she has no problem bouncing from completely lovesick to desperately horny to lightly teasing in the same page. She's also writing a lot for Top Gun: Maverick and its new characters, so if you're interested in that, take a look at her AO3 profile.

you're trying hard not to show it, but baby i know it (Teen) Ice wants to know who Maverick was before he became Maverick. He wants to know Pete Mitchell, too, because they’re two parts of the same whole and Ice wants to love that part, too. Because Pete Mitchell was worth loving just as much Maverick Mitchell was worth loving. And God, does Ice love him.

This is beautiful characterization of both Ice and Maverick, and it's sweet and sexy and heartbreaking and hopeful all at once. Beautiful, fulfilling, so satisfying.

the further on the edge, the hotter the intensity (Explicit) Five times Maverick and Ice have sex in places they totally weren't planning to.

This is so, so sexy, but more than that, it's a beautiful picture of Maverick and Ice's love story. The sex is scorching, but it's definitely not just sex. There's always an exploration of the emotional component of their relationship, even when Ice is getting fucked over Maverick's desk, and the relationship progresses in a way that will twist your heart but ultimately leave you feeling soft and warm.

by weshes:

Fire or Clear (Mature) It takes Ice and Maverick about ten years and a divorce to figure it out, but eventually they do.

This story has so much packed into it. The characterization is so sharp, and the way Ice and Maverick interact and move around each other after knowing each other for so long is comfortable, familiar, but with an undercurrent of simmering heat building to a boil. The sex is hot, and the dialogue is fantastic, all around well done.

by @guiltyfandomtrashwonderland :

She was made in a lab to destroy me. Nat writes some of the most in-depth, well-researched, layered fanfiction I've ever read. She sees the characters differently than I do, but it's in a way that intrigues me, and I love the way she writes them individually and as a couple. Her stories are so funny and so much fun without sacrificing emotion and vulnerability and the difficult realities the characters sometimes face.

A Chance Engagement (Explicit) In which Maverick sells ass, Ice buys some, and both of them end up with far more than they bargained for.

I cannot tell you how deeply, deeply satisfying it is to read BDSM written by people who actually know what they're talking about. This story, which takes place during the TOPGUN contest that is the focus of the first film, is funny and sexy and complex. It is at turns euphoric and hilarious and tense and devastating. It's a beautiful look at how Iceman and Maverick come together in this universe, and it's satisfying on so many levels.

Stormclouds in a Pale Sky (Explicit) Thirty years later, some people still didn’t get it.

This is a sequel to A Chance Engagement set in the TGM timeline. Thirty years later, Ice and Maverick are still together, still stupid in love, and still sharing a thriving, if slightly unconventional, sex life. This is sexy and fun and less painful, emotionally, than the first story, but it's got deep, true, long-term love and some bittersweet moments reflecting on growing older and the things it changes and the things it takes away ... and the things it can never change. Gorgeous.

#asks answered #top gun #icemav #top gun fanfiction #fic recs #top gun fic recs #icemav fic recs #iceman x maverick

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scaramew · 3 years

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WAR WITH HEAVEN. multicharacter

might go to war with heaven — cause i don't know what else id do, if i were away from you. ( or : long distance. )

ft. albedo, xiao, kazuha, childe x genderneutral reader.

warnings : fluff, childe is a big baby :l /lh, modern! au, a dick joke in kazuhas because i have the humour of a 12 year old :]

sticky note : first post on new account !! woowowo !! also albedo part is for @kr3idz mima m beloved + thank you for fixing my format @sohyuki and @kdaehara !! :0

ALBEDO. princeps cretaceous

albedo seems very calm about it, atleast, to everyone around him—everyone but you. in reality, he's scared. he's never been a touchy feely person, with special exceptions when it comes to you. he's scared because he isn't sure if the relationship could take it—albedo isn't entirely sure how he could show you he loves you with such a long distance between you both. he's fidgety until the day of his flight, even if you reassure him that it'll only be for a few months. he almost doesn't let go when you hug him, but he doesn't want to miss his flight either.

he doesn't send you that many pictures, but he does tend to call you alot. albedo thinks he's generally pretty productive until you're not there to give him coffee in the morning and sucrose jokes that he's a wreck™. to combat this, albedo ends up calling you to wake up—and hopefully wake himself up by hearing your voice. he's the one reminding you to eat dinner or to finish an upcoming project before he gets back! is unusually cuddly and extremely Tired when you pick him up at the airport.

XIAO. alatus nemeseos

xiao doesn't like airports. he doesn't like how crowded planes are, and the thought that he might have to sit next to a crying baby for 8 hours, or having to be away from you for such a long time. xiao tries to be discreet—like he REALLY tries to be discreet while taking pictures of you, or of the two of you. xiao isn't sentimental, and he's trying to avoid your teasing, but he takes pictures so that he has something to look at while he's away. might even take screenshots of old conversations and texts and keeps it on a folder in his gallery so you can't make fun of him. you'd say he's sleepy at the airport, but you could also argue that he just always looks tired so you might not be able to tell.

xiao let's you keep his sweaters—arguing that you'll need it because you never bring one, but turns red when you offer him a small bottle of your perfume. like albedo, he doesn't take that many pictures either, save for the occasional selfie from really odd angles at 4:00 am or pictures of cats along the road because "it reminded him of you." he falls asleep with you on call alot but he's just glad to see your face in the morning, even if you're drooling. he's an asshole and takes screenshots of it too!

KAEDEHARA KAZUHA. acer palmatum

unlike the other two, kazuha seems more okay with long distance. at first, he really wants you to come with him, he's sure he tried every trick in the book to try and convince you. but if you really need to stay home, he'll respect that. compared to his other trips, this one seems really short in comparison — mostly because he wants to come home to you again. kazuha makes sure you're all set before he leaves. hoodies, sweatpants, you name it, you almost have to remind him that he's the one leaving and that he should be packing. peppers your face in kisses at the airport, laughing airily even as old people start staring, muttering about "this generation." you almost try to apologize to them.

kazuha sends you pictures of everything, every place he goes to, every sunset and oddly shaped landmark because "hehe it looks like a dic—" . sometimes, he even calls you to show you the view, and nearly drops his phone but we don't talk about that, before sending you pictures saying "you should come with me next time ;)"

CHILDE. monoceros caeli

out of all of them, with childe, long distance is pretty normal because of his job. that doesn't mean the he doesn't miss the absolute hell out of you and his family. he takes you out on so many dates before he leaves, either that or he won't let you leave the bed, "making up for lost cuddle time" he says. he has bear grip, so you'll have to literally wrestle out of his arms to go to the bathroom, with whines following behind you. you both probably have matching clothes of some kind, and he always brings his pair because its comforting, and he might also make you wear it whoops.

he always, always comes back with another trinket or souvenir of some kind. at the start of the relationship he'd buy you more materialistic things, but he tries to make it sentimental somehow. sometimes he whines that it's hard to find gifts for you, but really he loves getting to look for, and buy things that mean alot to him—and hopefully, they mean alot to you too. he facetimes you with dumb angles, and you almost always threaten to hang up when he does. his co-workers, mostly scaramouce, think he looks dumb whenever he calls you and forgets about his job, but really the only person that matters to him right now is you.

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sweaterweather-247 · 2 years

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Dating Henry Creel Headcanons

STRANGER THINGS SPOILERS

You met Henry at Hawkins lab when Brenner hired you to watch the children.

He loved how caring you were with the children and how you weren’t like other humans.

He would always be by your side and would protect you if one of the kids got mad.

He asked you out after he disabled the cameras.

You said yes and started a secret relationship with him.

Henry told you that this place is a prison and you two needed to escape together.

You wanted the kids to come with you but he told you that they would escape on their own.

Henry would come in your room and make out with you.

It was hard to have a relationship with the cameras everywhere.

When you’re watching the kids he’s always close to you and trying to touch you in a friendly way.

You want to escape with him.

He told you he was a number and he thought you would run but you didn’t.

You stole some stuff from the infirmary to get that tracker out.

You cut the tracker from his neck and immediately run and get to a hospital.

Henry saw what you were willing to do for him and wanting to be the best boyfriend he could be.

You two skipped town and started a new life since Henry was considered dead.

He spent since age 12 at Hawkins lab and like Eleven, he didn’t know much about modern life outside of the lab.

You went shopping together to get him some new clothes.

You taught him how to cook and clean and how to buy groceries.

You got a job and Henry stayed at home until you could get him a new identity.

He cooked dinner for the both of you and cleaned the house for you both.

He would always ask if he was doing ok and if he was doing it right.

You always reassured him that he was doing good.

You two would play chess together and other games.

You got a new identity for him: Henry Ballard.

He had an ID and he was going to take driving lessons.

After Henry got his ID, you introduced him to alcohol, and he liked it.

You two had to make some friends in this new town because it’s important to make friends.

You also didn’t want to be Henry’s only friend.

He’s socialized with children his whole life and needed to learn how to talk to adults (me irl)

You showed him sports games and told him jokes to loosen him up a bit.

He got along great with some of your friends and their husbands/boyfriends.

He constantly holds your hand in public and kisses you on the cheek.

PDA is a big thing with this guy, he was tired of keeping your relationship a secret in the lab and he wanted to show the world that he is yours.

Henry loves kissing you and you introduced him to making out and he loved it.

He loves being able to kiss you with tongue.

Henry will use his powers to pick you up and bring you towards him just so you can kiss him.

He uses his powers a lot, but you make sure he doesn’t do it in public and if he’s at home he does it with the curtains closed.

Henry draws you all the time, he draws you and him and he’s very good at it.

Sometimes he draws the rainbow room and the kids.

Henry gets a job as an art teacher at a local library, he loves being able to teach people about art.

If there’s a spider in the house, Henry doesn’t want you to kill it, he will relocate it for you.

You and Henry both want a cat or dog, he’s worried he might kill it if he gets angry at it, you reassure him that he would never kill something so innocent (though he can and has.)

You decide to start off small, you two babysit animals, volunteer at an animal shelter, do research about taking care of animals.

Henry doesn’t want kids because he’s worried that they will get powers as well.

Henry misses the kids in the lab, but he knew if he stayed, he couldn’t have the open and public relationship you two have now.

Your nicknames for him are: the number 1 boyfriend, love, honey.

His nicknames for you are: my darling, honey, the best thing that ever happened to me.

Henry takes a while to say I love you but after he does, he never stops saying it.

Cuddles are simply the best with Henry.

Henry the big spoon most of the time and sometimes the small spoon.

He holds you so tightly because he’s scared of losing you.

Henry can and will use his powers to hold you in place if you try squirming away.

He’s the small spoon if he has a nightmare about the lab.

Henry is very protective of you.

He’s scared of Brenner finding you and taking you away.

Henry is easily jealous, he wants you all to him.

If a guy is making you uncomfortable, he will come over to him and either tell him to leave or glare at him.

He might use his powers to make him trip or spill his glass.

In extreme cases, he will break the guys arm by making him fall.

You both go home after that.

Henry can’t tell when someone’s flirting with him, so you will need to intervene.

He likes it when you protect him, he would never cheat on you.

Sometimes you both will get into arguments.

It can be about him coming home late or him using his powers in public or if he’s jealous and thinks you’re gonna leave him.

You two always make up though, Henry can’t live without you.

Henry is the best boyfriend ever, even though he doesn’t know everything, you’re always happy to help him.

He loves you because you saved him and showed him love.

(NSFW sorry if it sucks)

Like most things, Henry doesn’t know what sex is, he might have caught two workers at the lab doing it but he doesn’t know how.

You get some porno magazines and rent a few dirty movies a town over so he understands what it is.

You’re patient with him because he’s new at this.

After a while, he wants to try and you’re more than happy to help him.

You two make a safe word and you show him how to use a condom.

If he wants to be on top, he will go really slowly and constantly ask if he’s doing it right or not.

You help him and guide him and tell him he’s doing great and it’s ok if he finishes quickly.

He kisses you a lot and smiles so much.

He does finish quick because he’s so new but you don’t blame him for it.

If he wants you to be on top, you’ll guide him and tell him he’s amazing.

After some time he starts to get good at sex.

Henry wants to be on top and will go as fast or as slow as you want.

He will kiss you and tell you that he loves you and would die for you.

You praise him and tell him he’s doing great.

You love how far he’s come and how far he can come.

Aftercare is the best with him.

He holds you close and sleepily tells you that you saved him and he’s never gonna let you go.

Henry loves you so much.

#stranger things #henry creel #peter ballard #henry creel x reader #Peter Ballard x reader #peter ballard x y/n #peter ballard x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #stranger things x fem reader

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omgrachwrites · 3 years

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Hot For Teacher - Prince Caspian

Pairing: Caspian x Reader

Summary: When you get called into your son's school to talk to his new teacher about his bad behaviour, you get a shock when you see who it is. Modern au

Warnings: fluff, lil bit of angst, mentions of sex.

Words: 1533

A/N: You can read the first part here, I hope you guys enjoy and please let me know what you think! I love you all! xxx

part one

You were on a well-earned break in work, just about to dig into some delicious greasy cafeteria food when your phone rang. Sighing, you checked the caller ID, and your blood boiled when you saw that your arsehole of an ex-husband was calling you.

“What, Matt?” you hissed as you picked up the phone, “I’ve told you that I don’t want to communicate unless it’s about Jake.”

The narcissist on the other end of the phone scoffed, you couldn’t believe that you’d been married to him for so long, “trust me, I don’t want to be calling either, but Jake’s new teacher needs to speak to one of us about his behaviour. Naturally, the school called me because I was always the one to show up to his parent’s evening,” Matt sneered and you felt a pang of guilt, you always seemed to be working when it was Jake’s parents evening so you hadn’t taken him to one for a couple of years.

But, you wouldn’t let Matt get to you, “so, what’s your point?”

Matt huffed impatiently, “the meeting is supposed to be tomorrow and I can’t go, so you’ll have to.”

It was supposed to be your day off tomorrow but you didn’t want to give Matt anymore ammunition to use against you, so you relented, “yeah, fine whatever. Bye, Matt,” you hung up with a groan and the urge to slam your head onto the table.

“What’s the matter?” your colleague and Susan’s younger sister, Lucy laughed as she walked into the room.

You sighed as you looked up at her, suddenly you weren’t hungry anymore after that phone call, “Matt just called, I can’t believe that I ever married him. I just hate men to be honest.”

Lucy gave you a sympathetic look, “I don’t think you mean that. That Caspian guy sounded really nice.”

“He was really nice,” you smiled at the memory, you had such a good night with Caspian, he was such a nice guy and memories of that night still made you shiver.

But, you didn’t want to get attached to someone who was ultimately going to break your heart, a guy who looked that good must have some sort of catch to him. So, while he was still asleep, you crept out of his bed, not bothering to leave your number. You didn’t bring it up with Peter so he didn’t bring it up with you. But, you could tell that he knew what was going on by the way he looked at you. That had been a couple of months ago.

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, you should have got his number,” Lucy said as she walked out of the break room and you almost agreed with her.

Later on that day, you were cooking dinner for you and Jake, “I’m meeting with your new teacher tomorrow to talk about your behaviour at school,” you started the conversation casually as you added salt to the pasta, you didn’t want to spook Jake, you wanted him to tell you what had been going on.

Jake sighed as he walked to the fridge and poured himself a glass of juice, he looked at you biting his lip, “the fight wasn’t my fault, mum.”

You gritted your teeth so you wouldn’t start yelling, “you got into a fight?”

Jake’s eyes widened as he realised his mistake and he looked anywhere but you, you hadn’t raised him this way. Matt might have been a rubbish husband but he was a great dad, it was a shame that he couldn’t have been both.

“Some idiot said that it was my fault that you and dad got a divorce,” he sniffed as his hazel eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“Oh, sweetheart,” you sighed and pulled him into a hug, “your dad and I just weren’t right for each other, it’s not your fault. But, you can’t keep getting into trouble like this, okay?”

Jake nodded, “I know mum, I’m sorry.”

You kissed his forehead, “I love you kiddo.”

Jake sniffled, “I love you too.”

The following afternoon, you were walking down the hallway at Jake’s school, it was completely silent except for the sound of your heels clicking on against the floor. God, you hoped that Jake’s teacher wasn’t an arsehole, you were not in the mood, you had no time for arsehole’s today. Taking a deep breath, you knocked on the door of Jake’s classroom.

“Coming!” a cheery voice called out and seconds later, the door was pulled open and your breath seemed to escape from you. You were face to face with Caspian, his hair was a little shorter and he had stubble coating his chin. He’d changed a lot over the past couple of months but he was still so breathtakingly beautiful.

“Y/N,” he breathed, his tongue poking out his mouth to wet his lips and your eyes followed the path.

You flushed as you remembered him whispering your name in the dead of night, “what are you doing here?” he asked.

You raised an eyebrow, even though Caspian was a man who you’d had copious amounts of sex with, you still wanted to keep it professional, “I believe we have an appointment? I’m Jake’s mum.”

Almost at once, Caspian’s eyes darkened and he folded his arms as he leaned against the doorframe, “that dickhead Matt is your husband? I had the displeasure of meeting him at Jake’s parent’s evening.”

“Ex-husband,” you corrected him sharply, “I told you that I was divorced,” you were secretly delighted that Caspian thought Matt was a dickhead.

He nodded as his eyes lingered on you and you were especially glad that you had worn one of your nice dresses today, “come on in,” he opened the door and gestured you inside, “take a seat, would you like some tea, or coffee?”

You smiled as you sat down and shook your head, “no thanks,” you looked around the room and smiled when you saw that Caspian had put up a load of posters and there was a pin board with all the kid’s work on it. You almost felt awkward but when Caspian sat across from you and gave you a lopsided smile, you seemed to relax.

“I’m sorry about this by the way, dragging you all the way here I didn’t want to have to get you involved but apparently three detentions are equal to a talk with the parents,” he chuckled, his dark eyes soft as he looked at you, “is everything okay? I mean with Jake at home, do you think that he needs to speak to anyone?”

You scoffed as you crossed one leg over the other, “is this the part where you tell me that Jake should have a male role model in his life? Since his dad only gets to see him on the weekends.”

Caspian’s eyes widened, “oh god no! I swear, I wasn’t going there at all! I was just wondering if maybe talking to the school councillor would help at all. Or I can stay a couple of nights after school to talk to him.”

You sighed and smiled at him, it was kind of him to offer, “that’s sweet of you but I don’t want to waste your time. I think the school councillor might be the best course of action, I’ll talk to him about it. He has to talk to someone, he doesn’t talk to me and he certainly doesn’t talk to his dad. He’s clearly had a hard time since me and his dad divorced,” you laughed nervously.

Caspian nodded with a sweet smile, “okay well just bring up the subject with him, and if all goes well then I’ll get an appointment booked for him.”

You nodded, “thanks, Caspian. Was that everything?”

Caspian bit his lip and fiddled with his hair, “just one more thing. Could I get your number? I didn’t manage to get it when we last saw each other,” he laughed it off but you could see the pain in his eyes.

There was that pang of guilt again and you looked down at your shoes before you glanced back up at him, “I’m sorry Caspian, I’m sorry for leaving. I’m not used to one-night stand’s and I didn’t want to be presumptuous by leaving my number,” you flushed as you reached across the desk and took his hand, writing your number on the palm of his hand, “make sure this doesn’t rub off,” you smiled. He was so sweet that you think that he actually deserved a chance.

Caspian smirked, “you have nothing to apologise for, it’s okay. And, I definitely won’t let this rub off,” he cupped your chin and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips his stubble scratching against your chin, “so, can I take you out to dinner sometime?”

“You can,” you laughed, “but can we get this whole thing with Jake sorted out before we go out on a public date, I don’t want to throw him through a loop.”

Caspian chuckled, he looked so beautiful when he did that, “yeah, we can definitely wait,” he leaned over the desk to kiss you again.

#caspian #prince caspian #prince caspian imagine #prince caspian x reader #prince caspian x reader insert #prince caspian x you #prince caspian x y/n #you x prince caspian #caspian x reader #caspian x you #caspian x y/n #you x caspian #narnia #narnia au #modern au

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glitchstoxicwaste · 3 years

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hello. I'd like to be 🖤 anon if thats okay. i might pop in ur askbox more if i remember.

id like to request the slashers but esp norman and michael with a reader who can make them blush. i just want tooth rotting fluff with that scenario. like what things does the reader do to make them blush? how do the slashers respond to it?

thank you, im sorry if requests aren't open, and i hope u have a great rest of ur day and week. :)

Yes you absolutely CAN be 🖤anon!!!

Requests are open, I'm just posting a lot slower than before!

Slashers | Michael | Norman

Michael Myers gets flustered!

Norman Bates gets flustered!

TW: Cute flushed fluff!

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Michael Myers!

It's a very rare sight for a normal person to catch Michael anywhere near flustered.

But you? It's more common for you.

What do you do to make him blush?

Kiss the scar over his eye, it's showing him you aren't disgusted by the thing making him blind in one eye.

Hug him when he first gets home from a fresh kill, proves you aren't put off by his anger release and you aren't scared of him.

Compliment him, soft words are new to him, they make him melt.

Cuddle his head and hum while playing with his hair, he never got that type of affection as a child, and you're letting him have back what was striped from him.

How does he respond?

When you kiss his eye he freezes, his eyes go wide and he stares at you, his brain shut down completely.

Hug him when he gets home, he's startled, he's covered in blood and god knows what else, but your holding him and showing him that you love him and missed him, he stiffens, cheeks glowing from how red they are, bashfully turns away and pats your back nervously.

Compliments, his breath catches in his throat, face and neck a bright red, scans your face for a lie and when he spots nothing but love and admiration he gets up and walks away to rid himself of the fluster.

Cuddles and head pats, hides his embarrassed face in your stomach, curled around you shaking slightly from emotions he has never felt before, holding onto you tightly in a silent plea to never leave him, a silent way of saying "Thank you", an unspoken "I love you".

Norman Bates!

It’s easy to fluster him really.

What do you do to make him blush?

Besides existing, holding his hand, shows that you love him and want to show him affection, that you’re always there for him.

Make him food, he’s used to doing it for himself, so when you do it, it’s like an act of domesticity

Call him pet names, what can I say, he’s a sucker for romance.

Wear anything that shows any amount of skin besides arms, you’re revealing yourself to him dude.

Give him gifts, giving him something shows you were or are thinking about him, or you saw something and thought of him.

How does he respond?

Hand holding, his cheeks warm at the thought of you wanting to be closer to him,

Make him food, he will get a little flustered at you worrying over him like this.

Call him pet names, his face will grow fully red, anything that is more modern will get him, like Darling, Dear, Love, Dearest, etc.

Wearing cooler clothing, his face and neck will turn full red at the sight of your stomach, legs, or cleavage if you have one, it’s vulnerablility and a sacred thing that shouldn’t be show to others.

Gift giving, his cheeks get warm and he might cry at the act of kindness and the feeling of being on your mind.

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𝖓𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖛𝖊

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eren x fem!reader

suggestive conversations, teacher x student mention, smoking, alcohol, mention of love triangle, reiner doesn't have an easy life, characters are aged up and they correspond to the last season, modern au, eren being a tease, nsfw once they get to the party, dirty talking, reader may have a degradation kink, slapping, finger-sucking cause that's my sign, neck grabbing, rough composure, really long fic and really long warnings, size kink, wall sex, consensual relation, reader is tiny next to eren, kneejob (does that exist?), use of words like fucktoy, doll, slut; dom!eren x sub!reader, goddess i’m getting scared bc of the quantity of warnings, unprotected sex (don’t be like eren), oral (m receiving), consensual filming,, author is horny half of the drabble, please correct me in any errors! sex scenes are really bad written sorry

a/n: yeah... i don't know what i'm doing someone pls tell me to stop. as always, very welcome criticism and minors please do not interact!!

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"Jaeger, Eren." The teacher says his name and he gets up, loose clothes and his lazy bun on the back of his head giving him that attractive visual he has. Girls look at him with interest and boys with envy. After all, they all want to be like him, date him, be his friends. Be near him is something to be grateful for half the university students. What a bunch of idiots.

His tall body reaches the professor table, were he leans on, receiving the paper that acredites his graduation. A smirk on his face, directed to your young teacher, makes your friend Pieck sigh on the chair next to you. "He has for sure fucked her." she says. You look to the teacher expression, a smile just for him while he raises just the corners of his lips to her. You look to the paper on your hands. It's your last day. You're finally graduating. University is just another closed door for you. The last people take their diplomas quickly, the teachers giving their typical emotional discourses before releasing you to the campus yard. Reiner gets closer to your group, his arm around your shoulders as he smile for all of you.

"Today. Tonight." he corrects himself. "There's a party and, as the captain of the Waterpolo team, I'm the host." he says, a smile on his lips reaching his kind eyes. "You're all invited, of course. VIP invitations" Winking to all of you and gaining a giggle from Pieck, Reiner moves his head to a whistle. Bertholdt calls him from the door of the swimming pool, and Reiner leaves, smiling at you.

"I'll see you there?" he asks, a huge smile on his face. You can't help but smile back at him while you nod. Reiner leaves running the yard and Porco smiles at you, a joke about to escape his lips. You two have been friends time enough to know every single expression of the other.

"He does like you." he says, instead. Something serious for the first time in your friendship. Someone hits him with a paper when he was about to add something.

"You're finally out." Porco's big brother, Marcel Galliard, who works as the waterpolo trainer, takes his brother by the arm. "And out of the pics if you stay here, come on." He takes Porco with him, both of them leaving in Reiner's direction. Pieck smiles at you, about to comment something about Reiner, and you search your phone. It isn't there. Fuck.

"Pieck, I've lost my phone." you say, her face changing to a concerned expression. You touch every pocket and every place you've could have put it, without gain. Even she searches on the little handbag she's carrying. You remembered to take a pic with Pieck on the terrace and had to fix your shoes. You probably forgot it there. "Shit. Is the Uni still open, right?" Pieck nods quietly. Annie turns around to look at you. "Coming back real quick, wait for me here, please."

You make your way upstairs to the latest floor of the Univeristy, a terrace where teachers liked to go and smoke or drink their coffees between classes. "How can I forget my phone there? Am I dumb?" you think for yourself. There are just a few stairs left. You find Armin on your way. His short blond hair and his big blue eyes are recognizable everywhere.

"Congratulations." he says, that gentle smile on his face. "We finally graduated." You smile at him back, nodding.

"We did, Min." you say. Armin was in the same class as you, and he's really nice to you. Being paired in a couple works has made your friendship grow little by little, and you can consider him a friend now. It's ironical how he's Eren's best friend, even when the two of them have been seen parted for a while. He looks at you, his eyes following your way. "You go to the terrace?" he asks. You nod. He hums and looks upstairs, as if he was making sure something.

"Forgot something there, but it will take a minute." Armin nods and you keep going. Opening the big door, that is casually still open, the wind shakes your hair and your dress. You see your phone on the chair you sat earlier, while taking the pic, and you're fast to take it. Fortunately, it does have battery and it seems as nobody has touched it. You turn around, ready to go down to meet your friends, when you listen femenine giggles and sound of wet kisses. Gross. Is somebody using the rooftop to fuck? In the university? You shake your head. But your legs don't move. Your head searches unconsciously the place where the voices are coming from. You want to know who they are. Another giggle. Another kiss. A quiet sigh, the sound of fabrics. "Come on, move, move." You say to yourself. The woman speaks. "Now that you graduated..." Isn't that your teachers voice? With a student? You remain silent, trying to hear him. You hear a sigh. A manly and long sigh.

"Now that I graduated I have no reason to come here." You know that voice. That deep, raspy tone and that way of talking. Your brain searches quickly who does that voice belong to.

"Come on, Eren." even when you where about to figure who was the mysterious boy, she says his name. You move your hand to cover your mouth, your phone ringing in that moment. Pieck's ID showing on the screen. "Fuck, fuck." you try to silence it in vain. They heard you. Eren sighs, a long sigh that is followed by high heels steps. She's searching you. You're there, on the middle of the rooftop, and she's going around, near the door, no way to escape for you. You search quickly a place to hide. Then, he talks again. "They probably left, hm?" he says. His tone is way deeper now. "But we should as well. Search another student next year. I won't come back here for you." he says. With angry steps, she leaves. You can see her shadow from behind the little maintenance shed. You hear then calm steps, a lighter and the combustion of a cigarette. Eren palms the shed metallic roof, scaring you.

"Having fun spying the others?" he says. The smoke comes out of his mouth when he kneels next to you. "I can bet you're wet with just hearing us making out." you look at him in his green eyes, without avoiding his gaze. He raises a brow, putting the cigarette again between his lips.

"This is a public space. It isn't for you to bring every single girl you want." you say. Eren lets out a little laugh.

"I had the teacher's permission." he says, jokingly. "Who do you think you are to question her permissions?" his lips part, letting the smoke escape quietly. He gets up, his tall body resting against the structure. He's attractive, and he knows it for sure. But, the moment he opens that damn mouth of his... He loses all his attractiveness and charm. You take your phone, ready to go down with your friends.

"I hope you have a good future, Eren Jaeger. See you."

"Later, baby. On Reiner's party." he says, a little smile on his lips. "I guess he had invited the girl he likes." you didn’t like that joking tone.

"And why the hell would he invite you?" you ask. Eren slides his eyes down your body when you get up, your light dress moving with the wind, your hair getting messy and your challenging eyes looking directly at his. He entertains himself on your legs, how they looked smooth and good under the dress. And, surprisingly, he finds himself thinking of the sweet thing upper, covered by the dress and your underwear.

"Because I'm on his waterpolo team." he says, his green irises going back to yours. Damn, true. He’s the point of the team. The offensive. The strongest one between them.

"Then I hope we don't see each other." you say. Eren gets closer to you, smoke leaving his lips while he smiles jokingly at you again. You can smell the tobacco from your position, but you don’t want to move. You want to show him you can also keep his gaze. That you’re not intimidated by him.

"I'll be searching for you." he whispers. "After all, you stayed up here to see who I was making out with. Maybe you're jealous. But don't worry, i'll gladly show you what I did to her" You raise a brow this time, giving a couple steps back to put distance. You cross your arms on your chest. Eren smiles, taking the cigarette away from his lips.

"Search another girl. I'm sure a lot of them want your attention." you say. That makes Eren smirk. He walks a couple steps back, his back resting against the shed again. He throws the cigarette and steps on it.

"You have a strong personality, not like all the others. I like it." his eyes are on yours, and you're not afraid to keep the visual contact with him. "You're different." he says. You take a couple steps near him, heading to the door. Palming his shoulder, you smile.

"Good job reading all that cliche books where you took that phrase. Now, I have to go." his hand grips your wrist. With a shake, you get free and, false smiling at him, you leave. Your heart is racing while you go downstairs, Eren is still on the terrace, giggling for himself. He found such an interesting one. You keep going downstairs until you reach the yard, Pieck's black hair and Annie's bun can be seen. You walk towards them, your phone ringing on your hand. It's Pieck again. She sees you a hangs up, walking towards you.

"You took forever, y/n" she says, showing you her phone. "I calles you a hundred times. What were you doing?" she asks. You don't want to discover the teacher and Eren and less on the campus. "I'll tell you later." you say. Pieck told you to have dinner and get ready for the party at her home, so the two of you start to walk, waving your hands at Annie, who was waiting for Armin. Eren comes out of the university as well. His gaze finds yours and he smiles at you, but it isn't a sweet smile. It’s a teasing one. You turn around and follow Pieck.

"Eren? I told you those two had something!" she says. You're tying your shoes while she applies rimmel on her lashes. She looks beautiful, with that golden tight dress that shines when she moves. You wanted to go with your graduation dress, but she quickly corrected you. "No, no, that dress is too beautiful for this type of party. You have to show what you have." she said. She lended you a red dress that fits you. It is beautiful, and you look good on it. She turns around. "Were they in the middle of it? What happened!" she asks. You blush.

"They were just kissing, i think. They kinda broke up." you say. Pieck nods quietly and looks again to the mirror, taking blush to her cheeks. You explain her that Eren talked to you after that.

"Oh, so he's going to the party?" she asks. You nod. "Porco told me he wasn't that interested, so he'll probably pass." You really hope Porco is right while you two walk to Reiner's house, a big duplex near the campus. You can hear music and people talking from the corner of the street. Reiner opens the door for you.

"Y/N!" he says, quickly hugging you. Pieck waves her hand at him. "Come on, girls, enter." he lets you in. There isn't a huge amount of people. Jean and Connie from the Waterpolo club are playing beer pong and Bertholdt is serving some drinks. You look around, but you don't know if you want to find him or make sure he isn't there.

It seems like Eren isn't there, for your luck. Bert gives you the drink you asked for and you thank him. There's a couple people talking near a speaker, another ones are playing on Reiner's TV and another ones are dancing. Reiner smiles.

"If you need anything, the rooms and the living room are up. There's a bathroom in that door and another one upstairs." he says. You smile at him. "I'll be around here if you need me." he says. You nod and he disappears, giving your arm a soft squeeze. Pieck tells you that she's going outside and you decide to stay inside. The juice with a little bit of vodka is kinda strong, but it tastes sweet. You hear a hum near you.

"What are you drinking?" you roll your eyes, turning around. Eren's tall body is there, smiling at you. He looks into your cup. "Juice?" he asks. You raise a brow.

"Do you care?" he lets out a melodious laugh. "Don't you have friends?" you can almost feel all the gazes in you. Envy gazes, surprise gazes. You know they're commenting. "How did she get his attention?" "Sure he's playing with some bad toys" You look at Eren.

"I do. But my interest tonight is in you." he tells. "After all, you deserve private representations of what we were doing, since you were that curious."

"Get lost, please." you ask him. He smirks. Taking your cup, he smells it. He gives it back to you.

"Don't drink that much." he says. You look at him. Is he now giving you orders? Taking the cup to your lips, you drink under his gaze. He raises a brow when you take the cup away from your mouth. You weren’t going to get orders and less form a dork like him. Surprisingly, his thumb takes a drop that slides from your lips. He licks it.

"Tastes sweet." it's all he says, before disappearing. Did he just licked it? You put the cup on a near table and follow him outside. He's lighting a cigarette. He smiles at you when you arrive.

"What was that. What you did inside." you ask. He laughs.

"We can't waste alcohol, can we?" he says. He walks closer to you. His bun is still low and loose, and he's wearing his waterpolo team t-shirt with ripped black jeans. A big 5 in his t-shirt. The number he uses on the water. "Do you smoke?" he asks, offering you the cigarette. You shake your head. He raises a brow. "Wanna try?" he asks. You're not into that type of things but, maybe, the way his green eyes challenged you makes you nod. You want to show him you're capable. He gives you the cigarette. "Want me to teach you?" When he ended the phrase, you're coughing. He laughs. "Such an impatient girl, hm?"

He takes the cigarette again, taking a puff, his lips right on the spot you stained with gloss. He gets closer. "Let me show you." his lips touch yours quietly and you feel the smoke flowing between your mouths, entering yours. You’re unable to move, even when he’s kissing you. It feels nice, feels warm and soft against your mouth, the smoke entering right from his parted lips. You want more. More of him. He parts. "Breath out quietly." Why are you following his orders now? You do it softly, his gaze on your lips while you do it. "Good girl."

That was hot. You can't deny it. The way he passed the smoke to you, how he looked at you. Oh, goddess. He smiles, stepping on the cigarette. Your legs feel like jelly and your heart races when he gets closer.

"You liked it?" he asks, a sweet purr on your ear. You nod. You did. Now you get why everyone is always around Eren. He's naturally magnetic, attractive. He’s the type of person that bewitches, that makes you follow his orders even when you don’t want you. He can make you weak for you from just a single peck. "I know more tricks with my mouth than passing smoke" he says. That makes you cringe a little, get down of your bubble.

"You're so dirty minded." You say. Maybe he was starting to attract you, to make you fall for him. You won't. You need to go out. Far from him. Far before you fall.

"I was starting to have fun." he whispers. You start to walk, heading to Reiner's house again. Eren follows you quietly. You've seen enough romantic films to know every single way he has to take you to his bed. You sigh. Inside, a lot of people is dancing. You also want to. Eren follows you quietly while you enter the improvised dance floor, a empty space between two sofas, moving to the song. It's hot inside Reiner's house, a stupid amount of people dancing together, bodies close and teasing movements. Maybe Eren tries to seduce you outside, but it is your time to make him beg for you. Moving your head and your body, you see him from th corner of your eye. He's there, behind you, his hands tingling. He wants to touch your body, that tiny red dress and that velvety skin. He wants to mark that exposed neck with his bites, tangle that hair with his fingers, feel you against him. You take one of his hands, putting it on your hips. He swallows.

"You're not that brave now." you whisper, without letting him hear you. His other hand finds your belly, going up to the low cut of Pieck's dress. His hand touches your skin, making you gasp. He gets close. "You won." he whispers on your ear, his hands sneaking, touching every showing skin he finds. You smirk, turning around. You're not aware of Reiner's sad gaze. "I won?" you ask. He smiles, his face getting closer, as if he wanted to kiss you. "Hmh." he hums. You smile at him, letting your body meet his really close, making you feel every part of Eren’s body. You raise a brow. "There's evidence of my win." you joke, Eren's lips curving on a teasing smile.

"You should take responsibility of your trophy." he feels your hands on his arms, making him sigh. He takes your hand and guides you upstairs. "Wait, Eren, wait!" you ask him. People look at you, going head to the second floor, your hand jailed on his. Almost everybody knows now what you two are going to do. "Eren, everybody will..."

"Let them talk. We can have a good time while they spend their last braincells making rumors." he says. He's kinda right. You shouldn't care of what people say or what people think. "But it is Reiner's house." you tell him. He smiles.

"He lets me use the guest room to sleep. It's almost my room. My brother doesn't really like my company, I guess." he says. You feel bad for Reiner. He's such a sweetheart with you, and everybody thinks he likes you. And there are you, about to make out with Eren on his house. But you're drunk of him, of his smell and his skin, his deep voice and his green eyes. You can't help. You need him. He opens the room and lets you in. You don't have even time to see the room, feeling his lips on yours as soon as he closes the door, his hand sneaking behind your back to lock it. One of his arms rest above your head, against the wood, and the other pulls you closer to his body from your low back. His hand grabs your ass roughly, making you jump a little. He giggles against your mouth. His lips taste like tobacco and mint bubblegum. He parts.

"Are you drunk?" he asks. You shake your head. You take his hair on your hand, trying to make him cover your mouth again with his. He gives you a peck. "You want this?" he asks. Your hands search his chest, defined muscles under the team t-shirt.

"I want you, Eren." you don't even know who you are. He has you crazy, begging for him and his kisses, feeling his hotness in your body. You want it. You want him. "Please.". His superiority smirk covers your lips again, your body arching to feel his closer, the grip on you harder, his other hand still on the door. He parts your lips quietly, the softer action of all he has done until now. You feel his tongue caressing yours quietly. It feels nice. His hand takes the border of your red dress, lifting it, asking for your consent. You nod at him, his hand moving it to your waist. He parts to look down, your underwear on his vision camp. He passes his tongue on his lips while his eyes scan that cute black panty you’re wearing. He likes it. Simple, something a cute innocent girl like you would wear. The thought arouses him. He’s going to ruin you, the sweet little girl that seems too tiny for him.

“What a precious panty, doll.” he hums, his knee going up until it meets the black fabric. Then, with a smirk, he makes pressure up, your body feeling his knee hot and hard against your wetness. You gasp and he smiles. “Such a desperate fucktoy.” he whispers, his lips near your open ones, your sighs every time he moves his knee against you. He likes that expression on your face. The way your cute lips are open in silent pleasure signs. He would love to watch them open around another thing, but he takes his free hand to your mouth, his long thumb caressing your lips before entering your mouth, pressing your tongue while you keep making that expression that has become his favorite. “Suck.” he asks. You obey, your mouth gently sucking his thumb, your tongue playing circles around it. He keeps that game on your cunt, making you lose your concentration on sucking his finger. He puts his knee down, you feel the emptiness between your legs. He takes his phone, tobacco pack and a lighter from his pocket, putting them on the near bed. Then, he takes your hands, guiding them to the fabric of his jeans. You understand what he wants and take the button off, then, unzipping his pants. They fall around his ankles, his muscled legs and his underwear is revealed. He sighs when your hand finds the bulge. You look at him again, spreading kisses on his jaw. His hand covers yours while you try to sneak it in his underwear. He sighs when he feels your cold hand against him, fine and elegant fingers taking his shaft softly. His head rests against the arm on the wall, your kisses going down his body. When you were about to kneel, he takes you up again.

“I’ll let you take a taste of it later.” he sighs again, your hand squeezing harder, making him gasp. His hand closes around your neck, not hard enough to choke you, just a grab. A way to make you know who’s in charge. He kisses you. “Now.” he says, out of breath. His fingers take your panty, sliding it down your legs. He looks at your half- naked body, the dress covering just your thorax. “I want to fuck you right”. He takes your body, pinning you against the wall, your legs around his waist and your hands gripped to his t-shirt. He takes his hand down, the other one holding you in place. His hand strokes his shaft a couple times, also making sure you’re ready enough to take him, before starting to put it in. He feels excited. How your body seems so little between his and the wall. How you’ll struggle to take all of him in. His cock twitch in anticipation. He can’t wait to be deep in you, to know how much of him can you take, but he wants to make it right. Make this something you’ll beg for. Make him feel superior. He pushes slowly, feeling every squeeze and every movement your walls make against him. You moan and he lets out the deepest groan. He doesn’t wait that much to move against you, even when he’s not fully inside, your lips parting to the sensation of him caressing your insides. He puts you against the wall, making the hold easier for him. He thrusts into you with such a power and strength that you feel your head dizzy. He keeps moving, lewd sounds and mixed heavy breaths leaving your mouths. He feels how he’s going deeper and deeper. He smirks.

“That’s it. You’re taking it so good, like the cockslut you are. You struggled to take all of me in that little cunt, all stuffed by me. Such a doll, hm?” he says, out of breath. You nod while he keeps moving against you, you hand taking his hair as his mouth bites your neck. “You were a brat this morning, a fucking tease, but now you’re behaving like a good girl.” he whispers, before bitting you again. One of his hands sneak to the part you two are connected, and he caresses you gently, his fingers knowing perfectly were to touch. You gasp. “You like it, don’t you?”. Your back starts to hurt a little, the wood door is too hard to be resting against. Eren doesn’t mind, his muscles flexed while he keeps moving you up and down his length. “You’re about to, hm?” he asks. “You’re squeezing me. Hard.” He groans. It's true, you're feeling it as well, the knot on your belly that announces your end, pleasure maximized by Eren’s fingers. His lips cover yours, a strand of spit connecting your mouth when he parts, your mind unable to make a coherent sentence. You take your hands to his back, helping him with your movements, reaching your end faster. He isn’t going to edge you. He feels merciful today. He’ll let you cum after all you did for him, after how good you’re squeezing him, after the pretty expressions you made. You fall on his arms with a long sigh, juices dripping down the two of you as you keep shaking on his arms. He smirks. "Oi, you came really hard." He puts you down on the floor again, quietly sliding out of you. He's still as hard as he was. "I'm that good at it?" he asks. Then, he grabs your jaw, making you look at him. "Or maybe you're just a slut for me?"

You blush. You did. He knew where to bite, where to touch and where to thrust. You couldn't help, he’s good at this. He pats your head softly. "Now, in reward, since you didn't wait for me, you could use that pretty little mouth you used to tease me this morning in something more interesting, hm?" he asks. You know what he's asking for. Before you kneel, he sits on the bed, tying his hair again while a cigarette hangs from his lips. Then, he pushes softly by your shoulders. You hear him inhaling the smoke. Taking his phone, he makes you look at him, pulling your jaw quietly. “Do you mind if i film you?” You shake your head. Filming is quite interesting, and hot, definitely hot. “Promise me that those videos will never leave your phone”. He smiles, a soft and genuine smile, offering you his hand. You shake it.

“Promise.”

The image is quite hot, your face resting in his tight and your hands caressing him, while his parted lips let go moans mixed with smoke. He takes two fingers to your mouth, the other hand taking the phone. He films your hands, your expression, his words.

"You look pretty with your mouth full of my fingers, but I prefer another thing, doll." he says, quietly pushing your head, making an intrusion in your mouth. He sighs. "Fuck. Show the camera, pretty." You try to wipe the tears away and he caresses your jaw, making you look to the phone filming you. “Show it how you suck me.” You think about him, watching this video in the loneliness of his dormitory, no light, his hand sneaking into his pants. "Do it alright and we'll be done in a second." he says, taking a puff again. He smokes too much for your preference. His fingers, still full of your saliva, impact against your ass. "Faster, doll." he asks. Slap again. Again. You feel your skin tingling under his slaps, hot and red. "I would also like to ruin that pretty ass you have." He grabs it this time, the camera pointing at his big hand squeezing your buttock. You keep sucking under his sighs and gasps, helping yourself with your hand. He smiles. "That's it, I'm already." he moves his hips against you, strong enough to make you feel it. Tears come again to the corners of your eyes as he keeps moving, stronger, the camera pointing everywhere while he loses himself. "You want it? Should I let you have it on your mouth? Or maybe on your pretty face?" he gasps at the thought of your face full of his seed, and maybe that's what makes him pull it out and paint you. With a final sigh, Eren pauses the video, putting out the cigarette against an ashtray. You rest again near his legs as he looks at you. His hands grab your neck again, making you sit on his lap. “You should clean that mess. Don’t want everybody to know how much of a slut you are for me.” he says, his fingers outlining your lips. “And I’ll keep this.” he says, taking the panties he throw away earlier. “You know where to find me if you wanna get them back. Or maybe give me new ones.”

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