#ignore uhhhh his noodle arms

[dailyserirei]

Does Reigen have noodle arms? Can he carry Serizawa bridal style? Questions people want to know /hj

probably not

[sunnysidevans]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 | 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐱 - 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

Summary: Everyone goes through stages in life, meeting new people, falling in love, getting married , having children. Some people think it won’t happen to them but maybe fate hadn’t lead you in the right direction. 

Warnings: uhhhh fluff overload!!! ( im so serious i cried writing it ) maybe a swear word? 

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

PREVIOUS STAGE | THE STAGES MASTERLIST

Small authors note: I have not been to many weddings ( like one ) so I based this loosley off movies, so if i got it wrong I apologize I just did what I knew :)

Readers Point of View

Making your way into the house, you kicked the door closed behind you as you carried your bags inside, Chris was away for meetings for his new project so it was just you and the boys. As you turned the lights on the Dodger and Zeus met you at the door, sitting as you put your things down. You smiled, getting down on your knees infront of them, petting both of them behind their ears as they attacked you with kisses. You laughed as you accepted your fate of attack by kisses and pet the both of them. You managed to escape the attack of kisses and made your way into the kitchen, you sighed and with a tired smile looked at all the magazines and books across the table. With being alone the only one who could judge your mess of a table was you. You sighed and picked the books up, from center pieces to swatches for table cloths, you had no idea where to start. As you finished putting away the magazines and books you made dodger and Zeus their dinner and made your way upstairs to change your pajamas. 

Walking back downstairs after you had decompressed for the day you looked in the fridge as you dug through to see what you could have for dinner, with a shrug you decided take out was the better option. After placing your order you grabbed your laptop from your bag and started to scroll through the many Pinterest boards you had for your wedding planning. You felt awful for being upset with Chris, you just felt defeated and felt you were planning your wedding alone, which in truth you weren’t. You continued to scroll through your boards till your food arrived, in which you got it and made your way back to the table. You opened your Chinese and started eating as you made notes of what you wanted to mention to Chris. As you went to take a bite, your phone rang with the cheesy Captain America ringtone you had set for Chris ( in which he hates ). You smiled, grabbing the phone quickly and answering “hello?” you mumbled with a mouthful of lo mein noodles. You heard the chuckle on the other line “well hi” you smiled slightly as you wiped your face on the napkin beside you. "I'm sorry the bite was there and I just needed it, Hi, How is it going?” you asked as you sat back in the seat, with a heavy sigh Chris replied “well, not many people are talking to us, which is getting a bit annoying but I understand, I don’t know I’m getting defeated” he said as you bit your lip “Hey, I know you and I know you will get it done, no matter what, You got this, think of how beneficial this will be, how worth it it's going to be. "You smiled even though you knew he couldn’t see you. You heard him sigh and adjust in the bed “You’re right, as always, okay what's goin on, are you wedding planning?” you could hear the grin in his voice.

You yawned as you finally shut your laptop, holding the phone between your shoulder and ear you made your way upstairs to the bedroom. “I miss you” you whispered as you got comfortable into bed,looking over at Chris’s side of the bed that was empty. Chris sighed softly on the other end “I know, I miss you” he replied as you bit your lip “I’m not used to being away from you this long, I sound so, needy and I’m sorry” you laid your head against the headboard closing your eyes, “No you don’t it’s okay my love, you get some sleep, I’ll be home before you know it” Chris replied as you nodded even though he couldn’t see you “okay, oh, I forgot to ask you, can I schedule our cake tasting for when you get back?” you asked as you heard the smile in his voice “Of course baby that sounds like a wonderful idea, even though I already know I just want chocolate cake duh” his reply made you giggle as you smiled “okay baby I will in the morning, I will go to bed now” you smiled as the two of you said your I love you’s. You adjusted in bed and laid down looking at Chris’s side of the bed, that was soon replaced with Zeus beside you and Dodger at the end of the bed. 

Waking up to your alarm the next day was hard, you barely slept. Yawning you rolled over and were met with a hard body, you knew it wasn’t dodger or Zeus as the body was much bigger. You sat up quickly as you were met with your Fiance’s snores. You held your chest as you looked at him and pushed your hair back from your face. You watched as Chris stirred slightly, "Turn that off, you aren’t going today” he mumbled sleepily as you watched him in awe “are we gonna ignore the fact you just scared the shit out of me” you looked at him as he looked over his shoulder at you with a smile and mumbled “surprise” before rolling back over. You got out of bed as you collected the dirty laundry from Chris’s luggage and managed to get it in the laundry, as you turned to leave the laundry room you were met with Chris in the doorway. You smiled as you looked at him and made your way into his open arms, you wrapped your arms around his waist and laid your head on his chest. “Hi” you whispered as he squeezed you gently with a smile and whispered “Hi my love” he smiled as he kissed the top of your head and you closed your eyes in content. 

You made your way downstairs and as you got started on the coffee Chris sat at the table, you heard him flipping through the notebook you had on the table. “You were busy while I was gone” he smiled as you set the mug of coffee in front of him and he pulled you to sit in his lap. You nodded in response, sipping from your own mug “I was” you smiled as he looked over your notes. “Okay” he smiled as he opened your laptop and opened the Pinterest boards, he started to scroll through your Pinterest as he sipped his coffee, “okay I do like this” he made a comment towards some of the center pieces you picked. You nodded grabbing your notebook and circled the option on your notes, “what else do you like?” you asked him with a smile as he continued to scroll “I love the idea of the arch, I don’t know that looks cute” he smiled as you continued your notes. “Wait okay so do you want outside or inside?” you asked him, resting your head on his shoulder. "Oh inside, in case it's bad weather," he smiled. As you continued to go over your samples you couldn’t help to continue to think, You couldn’t wait to marry him.

SIX MONTHS LATER

Turning your alarm off you sighed with a smile, you were wide awake almost all night. You were getting married, You couldn’t help not to be excited. You furrowed your eyebrows at a knock at the door, You looked out the peephole to see the one person you shouldn’t see. Opening the door you peeked out slightly “Chris!” you whisper-yelled to him as you looked at his grin, biting back your smile you watched him “I’m sorry, I wanted to see you” he whispered, “Scott is going to kill me," he mumbled,shrugging, smiling again “I’d like to marry you first” you grinned at his laugh. You shook your head as you watched him “I didn’t sleep” you whispered to him as he nodded “I didn’t either, I can’t wait to marry you” he smiled as you giggled softly biting back your smile you nodded again. “I can’t wait to marry you, my excitement is killing me” you smiled as you soon heard the elevator door open, “Christopher!”.

You smiled as you stood infront of the mirror in your dress, you couldn’t believe you were marrying your best friend, the one person you could be you with. You admired yourself in the mirror as soon a figure came to join you, Lisa. “You look beautiful," she whispered as she adjusted your train “You think?” you turned to her with a slight tear in your eye “of course honey” she nodded quickly in agreement. You bit your lip as you nodded eagerly as she gave your arm a squeeze, you were left with you and your thoughts. You sat down at the table and grabbed a piece of paper, you started your vows, you and Chris decided to write your own as they were even more special. As you folded your paper, your maid of honor made her way into the room with a smile, "Okay sweetie, it’s time!” she smiled as she clapped her hands together, you took one last look at yourself as you nodded excitedly, "let's go get fricken married!” you laughed as you walked out the door and to meet everyone. 

Standing at the doors, you watched yours and Chris’s parties make their way down the aisle, as you stood there you heard the music start and everyone stood. You took a deep breath as you made your way down the aisle. As you were walking down the aisle, you noticed the twinkle in Chris's eyes, and soon saw the tear resting on his cheek, you bit your lip, trying to hide your tear, seeing him cry made you cry. You made your way to the end and were handed off to Chris as you took his hands and passed your bouquet to the maid of honor. You smiled reaching up, wiping his cheek gently with a smile. The priest began, “We are gathered here today to join (Y/N) and Chris in holy matrimony, If anyone objects of this please speak now” you looked out at the crowd and were met with multiple smiling faces. You smiled, turning back to Chris, “Now I believe you both prepared vows?” the priest asked as you both nodded “Chris why don’t you begin”. He nodded as he pulled the paper from his jacket, “(Y/N), I don’t know where to even start, I didn’t expect my life to get this way. I didn’t expect to be out with my friends and meet a beautiful woman who had no interest in me, who only had eyes for the plate of cheese fries infront of her” Chris chuckled along with the crowd as he continued. “I know it’s scary and hard to be with me, and yet here you are, marrying me, I couldn’t as for a better wife and a better partner to go through life, I know between us, we can conquer everything the world may throw at us, and I absolutely adore you and I know I will the rest of my life”. By the end of Chris’s vows you were sniffling and wiping your cheek gently. 

“Okay (Y/N) you may go ahead and begin yours” the Priest spoke to you as you grabbed your paper from your maid of honor. You opened your letter and began “Chris, I couldn’t even begin to put into words how you make me feel, I didn’t think I could fall so hard for someone. When we met in that bar I will be honest, I had eyes for those cheese fries and that is it, I couldn’t even ask for a better plate of cheese fries” you grinned as Chris rolled his eyes. You continued “I couldn’t ask for a better partner, You make me laugh, you make me cry, you make me smile the most, and I couldn’t even begin to thank you for making me the happiest girl on the planet, and I never expected to find a partner to love me the way I love them” You smiled as you sniffled and wiped chris’s cheek gently. “Okay, Chris do you take (Y/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife, through sickness and health, through richer for poorer till death does you part?” the priest asked as Chris nodded quickly in agreement. “I do” he smiled and winked at you. “And do you (Y/N) take Chris to be your lawfully wedded husband, through sickness and in heath, though richer and for poorer till death does you part?” you squeezed Chris’s hand as you nodded "I do”. “I now pronounce you husband and wife.” the priest announced as Chris grabbed you by the waist and pulled you close, kissing you passionately infront of the crowd. You couldn’t help but to smile into the kiss, You were now Mrs. Chris Evans, you could get used to that, it had quite a ring to it doesn’t it? 

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[dancingthesambaa]

The Smell of Plum Blossom Tea Ch 12

Summary: Just like a butterfly wing, a single act of kindness can change the course of the future, it certainly did for MK as a black furred monkey put out a hand towards him.

Rating: Teen and up

Chapter 12: Communication is Key

A soft melodic noise was playing in the air as Yanyu and Bohai entered the open clearing. Both blinked for a moment and then a grim expression overtook them as they saw the rest of their friends with the same nervous looks.

“Okay, what the fuck happened with Makkie and whose head do I need to bust open?” Yanyu asked everyone as they watched him play the Dizi as he sat down crossed legged on a tree branch with his tail lazily hanging.

“I don’t know,” Minsheng whispered as they peaked out from behind the tree.

“He’s been like this since we got in an hour ago,” Ahmed continued as his tail swished behind him.

“He didn’t react once,” Mei hissed as her fingers clenched her arm.

“Really?” The jellyfish looked astonished.

“Other than the flicker of his ears when he arrived, nothing,” Daiyu commented as her feathers puffed up.

“He only play this sad shit when he’s feels absolutely terrible and no one knows what the fuck happened?” The bluenette looked at everyone, only to get shakes of heads and denial again. “Damn.”

“I do,” their heads snapped towards a wincing MK as he held a pair of headphones in hand. “But it’s kinda a long story.”

“Last time he got like this was when he blacked out cause a literal firework got shot right next to his ear,” the bunny demon deadpanned, “and that was after already coming close to a breakdown when he thought he lost the two of you when you guys set off that curse.”

“So what they're trying to say MK,” Mei dragged her brother by the shirt and brought him close, “is telling us whose ass do we need to kick?”

“Don’t think you can fight against an immortal,” he winced.

It was Ahmed who got it first as he too winced, “I take it that it went very badly.”

“So much yelling and fighting,” he groaned.

“Wait who-fuck,” Mei eyes narrowed, “Macaque and Monkey King met didn’t they.” At the clarification, everyone winced. They might not have been there to see the fight go down but they have known the black furred monkey long enough for him to trust them on telling the two relationships with each other.

“Yeahhh.”

“Tell us everything,” the bunny demon said.

“Everything?”

“Everything.” They all said together.

“Then you might want to sit down for this, it’s gonna be a long story.”

“That no good little-”

“Of course they're both idiots,” Bohai sighed as he rubbed his head.

“-how dare he even say that!”

“Two monkeys, both immortal, both friends for a long time, and yet neither of them have developed proper communication,” Yanyu groaned as she too felt a headache coming along.

“I swear I’m gonna grab that head and-”

“Should just be glad that the mountain is still standing,” the lion tried to look on the brighter side despite his claws slowly emerging and retreating.

“It’s kinda sad that this is the best side of all of this,” the vulture said.

“-then after I shave all the fur I will use that razor and-”

“Yeah, it’s pretty bad,” MK wrung his hands together.

“I think bad is an understatement kiddy,” the rabbit demon then looked back at a fuming Mei. “You thinking of stopping anytime soon?”

“No!” The group can almost see the faintest of green in her eyes as it twitched. “There will be a skinned immortal monkey before the month ends!”

“Easy there breezy,” she felt her head forcibly, but gently, lowered by a warm fuzzy hand. “Don’t need to plot the demise of Wukong just yet.”

“Why nottt,” she whined as he looked up at Macaque. “He should learn that nobody messes with you without facing some consequences.”

“And I can do that myself,” he emphasized as he ruffled her hair, but she fondly slapped it away. “But do remember that I also said some things unwarranted too and I also didn’t try to deescalate the fight, so he's not at total fault here.”

“Still was part of the problem,” Minsheng pointed out.

“And also said some things he shouldn’t have said,” Yanyu couldn't help but say.

“True, but some of those things do hold some truth.”

“What part are you talking about?” MK blurted out in confusion.

“I know that I have changed, I can truthfully admit that, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t still have a lot of issues in general.” Back then he would have never admitted this to anyone, not even on his deathbed, but as the years pass and as the seasons go on, he knows that he can comfortably say all this to them without fear.

“There are many times where I still question myself and whether or not if this is me or if I wear a facade for so long that I became it, especially if I even deserve to be called a father,” he said that last part lowly to himself, but everyone heard it. But he didn’t take any notice of it as he continued. “Regardless though, I do know one thing for certain, I appreciate you trying to look out for me.” He smirked as he ruffled his two kids' hair.

They begrudgingly let him with a small smile on their face.

“We always do,” Bohai grinned.

“You do the same for us doc,” the bluenette slapped his shoulder. “Like that one time where you forced us to rest after that little incident.”

“You mean the time where you all decided it was a good idea to have a little fight in a bunch of unknown plants and then you all got sick?” He raised his eyebrow.

“That’s the one!” Both rabbit and vulture said with matching grins.

“Why did I become friends with you guys again?” He uttered for the nth time since he met them.

“For our glowing personality,” the big cat gave a deep chuckle as he wrapped an arm around his shoulder and nuzzled his fur as he gave a few long licks to Macaque long mane.

The first time he had ever done this to the monkey, he had chucked him clean across the treetops before it was properly explained to him. This is apparently done with not just cubs, but other lions or demons in the pride to form a closer connection and to provide comfort and affection. After that he begrudgingly let him continue the process, though he couldn’t help but cringe at the first few times.

“Alright, alright I get it,” he gently pushed the muzzle away from him. “Imma whip up some food, didn’t even realize how hungry I was until now. Does a hotpot sound good to you all.”

“I can already feel myself drooling,” Yanyu licked her lips.

“You should probably get that checked out then,” Mei jokes.

“That’s why we have the old man here for.”

“I don’t get paid enough for that,” he deadpanned.

“You don’t get paid at all,” MK supplied.

“No I do not,” was the last thing he said before he climbed up a tree and headed over back to the oversized treehouse.

“So we are gonna take down the Monkey King or at least plan some vengeance upon him, yes,” Bohai mused as he slightly glowed.

“Ohohoho, like you wouldn’t believe it,” Daiyu puffed up her feathers. “Imma about to hurt a monkey.”

“Count me in,” Mei said with an eerie twitching smile.

“May not be the strongest, but I know a few ways to immobilize a simian,” Minsheng muttered.

“I’ll get the hot glue and tacks. Nobody fucks with my teacher and gets away with it alive,” Yanyu took out her phone and began furiously typing.

“At ease everyone, try not to let your anger fester. We’re here for Mac right now,” Ahmed said with a low growl.

“Says the one growling,” MK inputted as his own hands twitched violently as he clutched onto the staff.

“Touché.”

Both Tang and Pigsy were watching Mei moodily chomp down on her noodles as she was furiously typing something down. They look to the other side and see that MK, who was on break, was steadfastly ignoring his cooling noodles as he was drawing something down in his notebook.

“Did they get into a fight?” The historian asked as he slurped down his food.

“Not that I know of,” the chef shook his head, “all I know is that MK came in like this and a little later girlie came in with the same mood.”

“We aren’t fighting,” Mei grumbled as she stabbed the chopsticks down onto the counter. “There is just an…issue that has occured.”

“Issue, that’s one word,” MK muttered.

“Just be glad I’m putting it lightly.”

“So, no fight?” Tang asked.

“No,” they both replied.

“Well that’s good at least…does it have to do with Red Son? I know that both of you were worried about him when he didn’t show, he called back yet?”

This brought the two back from their anger filled mind as the two twenty year old looked at each other, then back to Pigsy and shook his head.

“Nothing,” he sighed as he looked through his phone.

“Not even a text back,” Mei included.

“That’s weird, the three of you have been basically stuck by the hip since you all knew each other, wonder what could have happened?” Tang went into a questioning pose.

Mei leaned over to MK as the two other adults talked and quietly whispered, “you think it has something to do with his parents?”

“No doubt in my mind,” he whispered back. The two of them knew some things about his home situation, but that was all they needed to know that his parents were absolute garbage. “I’ll give him two more weeks, if we still don’t get a reply back then we bust in there and grab him.”

“And we should definitely phone the old man about this, at least this would take his mind off…well that,” the Dragon heiress said.

“How about we put that idea on hold for now,” he winced as she shot him an incredulous expression, “I think we can handle it.”

“Okay, you are so spilling why you don’t want to ask Macaque for help,” this isn’t the first time he tried to avoid asking the monkey for help. It’s been a slow gradual thing, but she had just now begun to pick up that MK was hiding something.

“Uhhhh well look at the time,” he nervously swallowed down his food in one gulp, after choking for a bit, and grabbed his keys and a few orders that were just made. “My break is over, no time to talk!”

“MK!” She yelled out as he rushed out of the store. “You will talk one way or another!”

“Oh I can’t hear you! Call you later!” He yelled out as he dived into the car, with the food still safely placed, and quickly drove onto the street.

“You little-!”

“Byeee!”

“I’m back!” He announced as soon as he landed on the mountain. He had taken a few days away from training and while he was still upset at Monkey King, he didn’t truly hate him nor was he even held a grudge against him. Though it probably didn’t help that Mei would evilly chuckle whenever she was typing or scraping another plan, he still winced at her seventh one. That one looked almost painfully brutal and humiliating.

Small frustration and irritation, yes. But not the kind that would overwhelm him and let it take absolute control. Besides he knew that wasn’t who the monkey really was, arguments can bring out the worst in someone, whether it’s true or not. But he still optimistically believes that those two can become friends again.

“Monkey Ki-WHOA!” He managed to brace for impact as he was almost knocked over as a bunch of monkeys came barreling into him from above. “Hey! Hey! It's good to see you all too.” He laughed as he tried to carry as many as he could.

“They missed you kiddo,” he looked to the voice behind him and saw the Monkey King sporting a wide grin as he sat upon his cloud. “They wouldn’t stop talking about missing their playmate.”

“Awww,” he cooed as he hugged the ones in his arms, “I missed you guys too.”

“We all did kiddo,” he smirked, but it did soften when he saw that there was no hostility or resentment in his student eyes.

“Well I guess I missed you too,” he gave an exaggerated sigh.

“I’m just a bit surprised that you came back, not that I didn’t think that you wouldn’t, but more along the lines of not wanting to see me again. But I mean who wouldn’t want to train with the great Monkey King,” he let a bit of his nerves leak out unintentionally.

“Well Dad always advocates for my choice, so I just chose to be here. Besides I just needed to cool off for a few days after all that,” he grinned widely as he bared his teeth. “I’m not giving up just yet.”

Wukong, who can now clearly tell that MK did share the same grin as Mac, couldn’t help but share his enthusiasm. “Well let’s freshen up your knowledge of the basics, I’m afraid you might have forgotten it all these past days.”

“I did not just sit around and do nothing these past couple of days, for your information!”

“What’s the problem with being lazy?” He smirked as he jumped off his cloud. “Nothing is wrong with that.”

“Oh there isn’t, it’s just that when you have a whole entire forest to watch out for when Dad is taking care of his patients, it gets a little crazy. Especially since the one who usually keeps an eye on things had to focus on another problem entirely or was not even there, except for BaBa. She’s the only reason why I haven’t tied all those idiots together in a knot,” he grumbled in the last part. It does get more than a little hectic in the forest, especially when there are so many creatures and demons all living in that same area no matter how big the boundaries may be. There will always be some sort of dispute between the clans and it’s usually the more neutral group, like Macaque, Ní, BaBa, Kappa, and even some of the faeries, to keep the relative peace. Will true harmony ever be attained? Ha! No, but the way they are living now is just perfectly fine to all of them. Despite the chaos, fights, and craziness in general, no one is truly upset over their homes.

“Oh, so he has patients,” he curiously prodded, “I didn’t think moo-Macaque would willingly subject himself to interacting with people.”

Before MK could tell him that he is technically true, he can tolerate them at best, they both were startled when multitudes of loud screeches burst their ears wide open as all the monkeys were howling and jumping either on the Monkey King or back on MK.

“What the-” Wukong was fast enough to dodge their grapple, but he thought best if he just waited for now as they didn’t seem to be angry from what he could tell from all their voices talking at once, rather…surprised?

“Yeah, I know Macaque?” MK answered one of the monkeys, who managed to stuff fruit in her sibling's mouth to shut them up. “He’s my dad.”

It was silent for only a moment before they all went wild as the ones that were previously on Wukong jumped over to him and began to screech.

“AHHHH!”

“AHHHH?!” He confusedly screamed as well as he couldn’t understand them all when they yelled like this and, well, he was sorely unprepared for what was happening and just decided to copy them.

“Why are you screaming!” Wukong turned to him in confusion.

“I don’t know! Wait!” He looked down to the bunch that were still screeching wildly, “Are you the same ones that took in my Dad back then?!”

He received violent nodding of heads and/or a screech in afrimation.

“AWESOME!” His eyes sparkled as he gained a mischievous grin, “Then that must mean you know all types of embarrassing things he did back then.”

They all shared the same grin as him. It has been a long time since they have seen their missing tribe member, intellectually they knew that he wasn’t around because of a dispute with their King. But they instinctively knew that their King had missed their mate for a long time now, and while some are a bit miffed that he has left, they all have deeply missed a member of their own. And now they have confirmation that not only is he alive, but he has taken in a new infant of his own?! This is a cause for a celebration.

One of the monkeys does turn to Wukong and gives him the stink eye as she glared at him for not telling them.

“Okay to be fair, I didn’t really expect it to happen,” he held up his hands in apology.

The stink eye intensified.

“And I’m sorry.”

The stare remained.

“And I’ll give you some of the sweet peaches.”

She was satisfied as she went back to picking through the child's hair. Maybe that would teach their King twice before not saying anything again…though she highly doubts it.

“But I’m surprised MK,” he casually watched the cute scene of all of the monkeys snuggling, playing, or just hanging all over his student body. “I didn’t know you could understand them.”

“Well I do have a demon monkey for a dad and I frequently talk to the ones in the forest,” he deadpanned.

“Yeah that makes sense,” he stretched his arms as he casually sat down next to him. “Speaking of forest he-you guys really live in the Plum Blossom Forest?”

“Yep!” He grinned as most of the monkeys finally decided to get off him and play around the area, the only one left was the one who glared at Wukong.

“Can you tell me more about it? I never visited there despite it popping up a couple hundred years ago.”

“Well I can tell you some, but dad knows that place like the back of his hand. He made it after all,” he absentmindedly said as he scratched the back of the monkey's head.

“He made it?” He emphasized his last point, “Are you talking about the forest?”

“Yup!”

“Why?!” And just when he thought he couldn’t be more shocked about his friend, life apparently throws him in for another loop.

“Well Ping-,” he paused and decided otherwise, “actually it’s kinda personal, way above my level.You should just ask dad about it when you have the chance.”

“Ping again,” he couldn’t help but mutter the name, “he must have been real special to Mac if you keep bringing it up.”

“Well I don’t know about special, but dad always says that he is just a regular human that just somehow doesn’t even blink at the most abnormal things that come his way, no matter how bizarre and crazy it may be,” he summarized.

“Must be some human then if he became so interested in him,” the Monkey King casually said as his tail silently moved back and forth just a bit quicker.

“Yup! Dad may never say it, but he really looks up to him and really is grateful for taking him in when he needed it the most,” he unknowingly blurted out, because right after he began to curse himself in his head over this as he froze. But before he could stutter out a flimsy question to redirect the focus away from the mess up he just created, he stilled once more as he felt a furry hand ruffle his head.

“I’m glad,” Wukong let a small grin envelop his face and he said nothing more.

MK took a few moments to process this and just nodded his head.

“Well I think we sat down for long enough,” the sage commented as he began to stand up. “I think it’s time we get to training. Are you ready?”

MK smiled as he let go of the monkey on his lap and jumped up. “I always am!”

“Mmmm I don’t think so I mean,” he held out a purple headband in his grasp, “you obviously forgot to keep watch of your surroundings.”

“My headband! Why is it always my headband!” He fumed and readied his stance for the chase.

“Like I always say, you can’t let your guard down,” and with that he jumped up and began to rapidly climb the mountain. “No matter what the situation may be.”

“We were having a moment!” He yelled out as he quickly followed behind him.

“With emotions? Ew, I’m allergic to that.”

“That’s not a thing!”

“Says you, I for one have been alive for far longer and I can see some things and experienced just as many, so obviously this is totally a thing that can happen.”

“I am a literal physician in training, I am literally learning under the same monkey who has seen and done just as much shit as you have!”

“And he would agree,” he chirped.

“No he would not!”

“Thanks again for the meal,” Pigsy said as he took a sip of his drink as he gently scratched Tang's head on his lap, “I may love to cook, but it’s nice not having to cook once in a while.”

“I feel you there,” Macaque gave a grin as he laid a blanket on both Mei and MK, who were passed out asleep on the couch. “When I am just swamped with work, I would just order some takeout and have one of my clones bring it here.”

“Don’t forget the tea,” Sandy added as he sipped his cup. “Also, are you sure you don’t mind us staying the night?”

“Please, I have more than enough rooms for everyone here and then some,” he waved him off as he spotted another letter on the counter and promptly tore it up and threw it in the trash after he saw what it was, “it’s no problem.”

“Junk mail,” the blue giant absentmindedly said.

“Heh, yeah it is,” he snorted in amusement for some reason as he sat down on the couch.

“So you really just helped the travelers out of spite cause of who they were running from?” Tang couldn’t help but jump back to their previous conversation they had on some of the stories Macaque had shared during his travels.

“Yep.”

“And not out of some benevolent goodwill to them?”

“Not really, I know first hand just how annoying a Yuki-onna, especially that bitch in particular,” he couldn’t stop the disgust in his tone.

“You know her?” Sandy asked.

“Unfortunately, let’s just say I was in the area one time during a snowstorm, cold and starving, did I meet her. She lulled into a false sense of security until I realized that I didn’t hear and then saw that I was half frozen. I got out of there so fast that I didn’t even contemplate my revenge until I could finally feel my feet again.”

“And what happened when you did meet again?” Tang questioned then raised his brow at the monkey's malicious grin.

“Well let’s just say that she dares not to show her face for a long time.”

“Meaning?” Pigsy was almost afraid to ask.

“I made her bald and used a special type of paint to make her skin purple, permanently,” he bluntly stated.

That actually made Sandy choke on his tea as both Tang and Pigsy busted out laughing at the image, though the historian did seem to be leaning more on the hysterical side.

“It shouldn’t be possible to leave a mark on a spirit skin unless it has dealt with tools to banish them, let alone ridding someone of their hair unless they can shapeshift?!”

“Goes to show what you know, I’ve been around quite a bit longer than you and trust me, we are well past the stage of simple banishing.”

“When did that happen? Who even thought of the idea?!”

He opted to say nothing, he wasn’t about to tell anyone that both he and Wukong created this after this one river spirit was getting on both of their nerves. They didn’t want to outright kill them, but to humiliate them enough to make them regret even showing their faces to the sky.

“Back to the merchants,” Sandy redirected the attention, “I know you also briefly mentioned that you helped heal them, have you been a physician for that long?”

“Give or take a couple of years.”

“So you really did go around healing others,” the historian amusedly said as he had broken from his previous hysteria.

Macaque rolled his eyes, “Just when I feel like it.”

“Now I’m curious, how did you decide to become a doctor in the first place?” Pigsy asked.

“Is it cause I sometimes look like either a teenager in their emo phase or too feminine?” He curiously asked. He had been mistaken for both before, though he guess it sometimes doesn’t help that he likes to paint his nails black or keep his mane long and wear feminine style clothing. He’s not complaining though, he didn’t really care about anyone opinion in the way he dress, clothing should not be biased to one gender and he feels good when he can wear whatever the fuck he want.

“No? Just curious,” though that does bring up some more questions on why he asked that.

“Just happened to learn it off of a human a few centuries back and it just didn’t stop,” he shrugged.

“That’s it?”

“That’s it.”

“Well that’s a bit anticlimactic,” Tang pouted.

“Sucks to suck, but I can truthfully say that I have no regrets learning medicine.”

“Really? Even when things go sideways?” The gentle giant gently prodded.

“Those times are hard, but no no regrets. Especially since it helped bring MK to me,” he nostalgically smiled.

“How so?”

“Well I was actually out of bandages one day and went to the city to pick up some more and I decided to take my time walking back and then I saw him and the rest is history.” He can still remember just how small starlight was and just how tired, both physically and mentally, he was. If he closes his eyes, he can still draw out every scar, bump, bruise or rib that looked too harsh on his bright child. “He really brought a new spark in my life.”

“And you to him as well,” Sandy smiled.

Mac snorted and shook his head, “He would have still been his same kind, bright and enthusiastic self even without me.”

“Maybe, but I’m glad that he didn’t have to suffer for it,” the pig demon added. It may not be obvious at first glance, but there is a spark in both, hell even Mei, eyes whenever they see the other. He couldn’t tell if it was from relief, safety, comfort or all of the above, but just when they are with each other, everything seems to fall into place. “And besides, I think you did a damn good job raising him.”

Both demon and human nodded in agreement.

The monkey demon couldn’t help the small smile forming on his lips. Pigsy words may have been brief, but for some reason, he felt his lingering doubts and dread, that has been flooding his mind since the confrontation, ease up.

They all continued to quietly talk to one another as the night continued on as one by one they all slowly let the night air drift them off to sleep.

“It seems rather slow today,” Tang mentioned as he looked around the empty shop.

“You're telling me,” Pigsy muttered as he wiped down the already clean counter. “Not a single person nor demon stepped in since the lunch rush.”

“Which means less work for me,” the MK clone said as he lounged on the booth.

“Why I outta,” he said before Tang continued.

“That is a bit strange, but it’s not quite so bad,” he said with a coy smile.

“What is that supposed to me-” he was once more cut off as the historian surprised him with a long kiss on the lips. “Oh, I guess that’s not so bad,” he muttered when they came back for air and leaned in once more.

Unfortunately they were rudely interrupted when Mei and Sandy burst through the doors and closed it with a loud bang.

“GUYS! HE’S BACK!”

“GHA!” Tang was startled enough to fall out of his chair.

“What the-what's the big idea you guys!” Pigsy gripped the counter as he glared at them, but then it turned to confusion as he saw that both human and demon were strangely in disarray with their clothes torn and scratched on their bodies.

“Are you guys okay?” The historian asked when he too saw a good look at them.

“We have a huge problem!” Mei paused as she quickly closed the blinds and glanced out the window.

“Big problem!”

“What happened?! What’s going on?”

“Demon Bull King is back,” the pigtailed girl continued.

“What!”

“And his clones have been terrorizing everyone and destroying the city!” The blue giant continued as he patted the frazzled cat on his shoulder.

“WHAT!”

“It’s mad chaos out there,” she dramatically said, “even Mac is out there blowing those machines to bits, and trying to get people to safety, but it doesn’t seem like it’s gonna stop. Wait-,” she eyed the relaxed clone and her eyes twitched. “Please don’t tell me-”

“Training with the Monkey King,” Tang and Pigsy simultaneously said.

“Damn it!” She facepalm, “well we’re just gonna have to hold them off until he gets here.”

Everyone, except the clone, nodded in determination as they got prepared for the coming battle.

“I think we need a little wardrobe change, some of us more than others,” Tang said as he eyed both Mei and Sandy clothes.

“Tang, do you really think we have time for this?” The pink demon questioned.

“Oh honey,” his glasses glinted as he held up a needle and thread, “there is always time for a wardrobe change.”

“Eh why not,” Sandy shrugged.

“I’m done for it,” she grinned, “but make sure it’s cool.”

“One apocalyptic style clothes coming right up,” he eagerly said as he made quick work of all their clothing.

“We’re gonna die,” clone MK boredly said as he flipped through the magazine.

Pigsy couldn’t say anything as he sighed and continued to get the weapons.

[tigerseye46]

I don't know if you're still taking prompts, but is you are how about #6 with Freenoodles?

Prompt List

Yep! I’m still taking prompts. Sorry to everyone who had to wait for me to complete their prompts. I lost my motivation for a bit but it’s back now!

6. “That… That’s the first time you’ve ever said that to me.”

                                ----------------------------

 Tang burst into tears at Pigsy’s statement. His hands trying desperately to wipe the tears away. Pigsy patted his back awkwardly, trying to ignore the stares of customers in the shop. “That… That’s the first time you’ve ever said that to me,” he sobbed.

 “Tang, babe, calm down.”

 “Oh Pigsy, I love you too.” He placed his arms around his boyfriend’s neck, the pig felt tears roll down his boyfriend’s neck.

 “Uhhhh, I love ya? Tang, people are starin’.” Pigsy didn’t get what the big deal was. It wasn’t like what Pigsy said was a big deal. He was just showing Tang some affection, it was rare for him to do what he did but it wasn’t that far fetched. What had Pigsy even done to make Tang cry like that? It wasn’t like he had said “I love you” for the first time, they said that all the time to each other. So what had he done? The pig stared Sandy for answers, his eyebrow raised, Sandy simply shrugged and went back to what he was doing. The pig’s mind flashed back to the past hour.

 An hour ago

 Tang grabbed Pigsy’s arm, pulling him out of the way of some wreckage thrown their way. They were fighting the DBK family again. MK and Mei were confronting the three. MK pointing his staff at them while Xiajiao was on her motorcycle, her green dragon aura surrounding her. The pig turned to his boyfriend. “Thanks, Tang.” Tang nodded with a smile.

 “Too bad Sandy isn’t here. We could use some help.”

 “We’ll be fine. I needed someone to watch my shop.” Unfortunately, the family had attacked when rush hour was starting, Pigsy wanted to help his kids but he couldn’t leave the place unattended so he had Sandy do it. Sandy wasn’t a perfect cook but Pigsy had taught him enough in the past that he could make decent noodles.

 “Yes, that is totally important when it comes to the end of the world.”

 “Hey! I’m the only one payin’ the bills!”

 “I help!” Pigsy shot him a glare. “Sometimes…”

“Yea, sometimes.” They were cut off from their conversation when they heard a hiss come from Xiaotian. “KID!” Pigsy and Tang rushed over to him. MK rubbed the side of his head. “Are ya okay?”

 “I’m fine, Pigsy.” MK instantly got up and continued fighting.

 “We need to help the kids,” the pig stated and began bashing his way through the minions with his rake, Tang trying to help him. Tang wasn’t a fighter but he still wanted to help his family the best way he could. He was getting a little banged up through the entire thing. At the gasp of pain, Pigsy turned to his boyfriend. “TANG!” He hit the minion hurting Tang with such powerful force. He ran over to Tang. “Are ya okay?”

 The scholar held his arm. “Yea, just a little hurt.” Pigsy’s heart broke at the sight of seeing Tang with such injuries.

 The pig stepped in front of him. “I’ll finish this. Stay behind me.” Tang nodded. Pigsy fought the robots with burning anger, taking down the last of them while their kids had finally driven the demons off. His kids came up to them, small injuries on their body, aside from the tiredness visible in their eyes, they were grinning. “Good job, kids,” he congratulated.

 “Thanks, papa!” Xiaotian shrunk the staff and placed in his ear.

 “We did amazing!” Xiajiao exclaimed, wrapping an arm around MK’s neck, her fist pointed towards the sky.

 “You most certainly did.” Tang adjusted his glasses and rubbed his arm.

 Pigsy kissed his cheek. “Come on, kids. Let’s go.” He gestured for them to follow him into the shop, they complied.

 They all went into the back while they passed Sandy who was stirring the pot. Pigsy got out a first aid kit and began bandaging their wounds. “Ya all okay?” Pigsy asked, wrapping some gauze around Xiajiao’s wrist.

 MK said, “I’m okay!”

 Xiajiao agreed with “I’m okay too!”

 Pigsy stroked his boyfriend’s cheek. “Tang, ya okay?”

 Tang placed a hand over Pigsy’s. “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

 “Okay…” He looked back at his kids. “Xiaotian, ya can have some time off.”

 “You sure, Pigsy?”

 The pig smiled at him. “Don’t make me change my mind, kid. I can run things without ya for a bit.”

 “Okay, papa! Let’s go Xiajiao!” He exclaimed then ran out of the store with the dragon girl.

 Pigsy shook his head and pulled Tang up from the box he was sitting on. He placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Come on, my little freeloader.” Tang rolled his eyes and let Pigsy pull him out of the back room into the main part of the shop. He kissed his forehead. “Sit down, alright?”

 “Yes, Pigsy,” he replied and sat on the stool. Pigsy went behind the counter, nudging Sandy to move a bit. He grabbed a bowl and scooped a soup and noodles into it. He made his way to his boyfriend, placing thee bowl in front of him. Tang glanced at the bowl with a raised eyebrow. “Just like that? Are you actually giving me a free bowl?”

 “Yea, Tang, it’s a free one. Enjoy.” He kissed the side of his head and gestured for him to eat. Tears welled up in the scholar’s eyes then he burst into tears.

 Pigsy blinked at the realization. “Wait… why did me given ya a free bowl of noodles make ya start cryin’?”

 “Because it’s the first time you’ve ever done that. Oh, Piggy, you’re just a big, old softie.” He finally wiped his tears. “I love you.”

 “Tang, you’re a dork. I love you too.” Tang bent down and pressed a kiss against his boyfriend’s lips with some customers, including Sandy, cooing at the cute couple.

[secret-engima]

...If it makes Cor feel better, he absolutely could NOT do worse than the people who had Cloud/Prompto before. That probably won't make him feel better, but it is the truth. And now i have a Mighty Need for Cor and bby Prompto shenanigans. How did the first diaper change go? the first time someone told Cor his "son" was cute/such a good kid? The scenes that make Cor see Prompto as /his/ kid rather than just the lab baby. I will totally understand if those are under spoilers and wait impatiently.

No, no it doesn't. Because “better that that” is still solidly in the zone of “might kill the baby by accident” and Cor is hyper aware of this but has no idea what to do to FIX that. He’ll figure it out.

Uhhhh some of those I haven’t written yet and the very first diaper change is extremely kept short for both Cor’s sanity and bby Prompto’s, BUT I can let you see a snip since it’s relatively short (also there’s gonna be a scene soon where some cranky rural Nif housewife finds Cor the Hopeless with his bby and bossily teaches him the basics of childcare and THAT SCENE is gonna be fun. The scenes where Cor comes to see Prompto as “his” kid are also unwritten and in the planning stages so mostly spoilers BUUUUT *whispers* Prompto takes his first steps in a dingy hotel room, making a beeline right for Cor and Cor is an Emotion when he realizes he’s watching Prompto’s FIRST STEPS. Have this instead:

...

     He pulled out a granola bar and managed to open it one handed. He took three big bites out of it before he registered the tiny bundle in his jacket squirming again. He looked down and saw one very pale hand had worked free of the bundle and was reaching for the bar. The moment the baby saw his attention, the hand jerked back in what could only be a flinch, blue eyes watching him for a reaction as the hand shyly slid back into the jacket. Cor felt an intense flash of hate for the scientists that had taught a baby to flinch from being looked at, then realized-.

     The granola bar. Food. Baby.

     What was he going to feed the baby?

     Babies didn’t eat military rations they needed ... he didn’t even know what babies needed. How long did babies need milk? Was this one past that age? Not yet? He was so small it was hard to even tell how old he was. Even if he was off milk then he needed soft goods or- or pureed things or literally anything but military rations and Cor had stolen a baby and now that baby was going to starve to death in his arms-.

     Some minutes and many, many wheezing breathing exercises later, Cor came back to earth from a panic attack the likes of which he hadn’t had while in the field since he was fifteen and realizing that he’d almost died because of his own hubris. He tipped his head back and counted. Five things he could see. Four things he could hear. Three things he could touch. Two things he could smell. One thing he could taste.

     The baby was very, very quiet.

     Cor looked down sharply, panic rising in his throat again because what if he’d hurt it in his panic attack or worse-.

     Blue eyes blinked up at him, calm and somehow sympathetic looking despite being an infant that couldn’t understand the concept of panic attacks. Cor exhaled slowly, gingerly reached out a shaky finger to touch the pale cheek. The baby stiffened in his grip, something he could feel even through the jackets and Cor slowly pulled his finger away, “You’re alright,” he whispered hoarsely, “you’re safe. I’m … I’m going to protect you. I’m going to take care of you, somehow, and get you to Insomnia. No one will ever hurt you again. Not while I can help it.”

     A sluggish squint, not quite a blink but close to it, and Cor indulged in one more breathing exercise before he squared his shoulders like he was about to face down Gilgamesh again and turned toward the supplies, “There has to be something in here you can eat,” Cor muttered half to himself and half to the baby, “There has to. At least until I can … get something better.” Like rob a general store of its milk or something. He’d figure it out after he got himself and the kid through the night.

     He ended up feeding the kid soup broth. Just the broth, because while the chickatrice pieces and noodles in it were soft, they were bigger than the kid’s entire mouth and just thinking about it made Cor have nightmarish flashes to a tiny baby choking on food. So he carefully picked out the bits of things that might possibly potentially kill the baby he’d just stolen and carefully dripped broth into the baby’s mouth using a plastic spoon. The baby hardly seemed to eat anything at all before yawning and dozing off, but Cor consoled himself with the thought that, as such a small —tiny, frail, delicate, easily breakable— human being, his stomach was much smaller than Cor’s and couldn’t hold much soup. Cor poured the rest into a thermos he found in the supplies to save for later and carefully propped himself up against the crate the supplies had come in and dozed off. He’d figure everything out in the morning.

     Except several hours later, Cor got woken up by a smell and a baby that was awake and whimpering very, very faintly with discomfort —not crying, and that was worrying, Gladiolus had cried all the time as a baby and Noctis still cried a lot as a tiny child himself— and Cor realized that … oh. Oh yeah. The diaper thing.

     Cor held a staring contest with the unhappy infant before muttering a prayer for mercy and rolling up his sleeves.

     One ordeal, a sacrificed spare shirt, much angry kicking by the baby, a diaper change treated more like the field dressing of a wound, and the baby was clean, the scratchy lab diaper had been replaced by a makeshift one made out of much softer Lucian cotton, and Cor now knew that the infant he had rescued was a boy. Cor bundled the baby back in the coat --ignoring the vague sense of humiliation that he could kill Behemoths with three precise hits but had barely survived changing a diaper-- and tried to doze off again, already dreading the nightmare levels of stress he was sure were going to come for the rest of this exfiltration.

     At least the baby wasn’t whimpering in discomfort anymore, so at least he done something right.

     Unless the silence meant he’d done something wrong and now there was something wrong with the baby and there weren’t any safe doctors —or any doctors at all— for miles around and-.

     Cor opened his eyes and stared miserably at the ceiling. He wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight was he? This was why Regis and Clarus complained of being exhausted after the babies were born. This slow descent into insanity. The baby wasn’t even his.

     He was never teasing at Clarus for falling asleep in council meetings right after Gladiolus was brought home from the hospital ever again.

[boymeetsweevil]

bts as boyfriends

a/n: tbh this was basically a list of things i just had swirling around in my head and its basically a continuation of my moments w/ bts and sleepovers w/ bts

Kim Seokjin

Squishes your cheeks together in his big ol’ hands because he can and because he thinks you look cute that way

Is highkey a fan of having matching stuff, but not full-blown couple outfits

thats where he draws the line >:|

Created a separate instagram account just to document the meals you guys have together on your date nights

Dumb (but cute) snapchats of him doing that fast yelling thing he does but he just tells you how much he misses you rly aggressively

also spams you with selfies and videos from other members’ accounts

Pets names hmmm

prefers to call you Doll 

yeobo seems too serious (its what his parents call each other)

Sweetie/Honey makes him feel like an old woman

On your one year anniversary he gave you a 5000 dollar watch but presented it in a box wrapped in printer paper that had his face printed all over it that he made in Microsoft word with some of the editing crew’s help

all of his gifts get wrapped this way 

Jin Is scary serious when you take a selfie together

“Babe, this isn’t the angle--quick lets move over here so we can still catch the light” ***proceeds to sprint ahead of you to some random spot where the lighting is optimal and hurry u over like “ >:( cmon the sun is setting” ***

Is not your typical PDA type, will do weird things just to embarrass you

puts his hand in your back pocket while you’re in the starbucks line and smiles when you give him incredulous side eye

rests his phone on your head to mock you for being shorter than him

Links arms with you like old lady gal pals while you’re walking because he knows you HATE IT

fake moans when you swat his arm for being weird and embarrassing

you shushing him and ending up just glaring because he has no shame and there’s an old man glaring at u on the subway

You can bet he tests out recipes on you!

some of ur most romantic nights have been when you come over just casually but the whole house smells like food he’s been tweaking

you sit at a stool by the kitchen island and he comes by with like 8 different sauces you need to try and noodles to test for texture

He is the type of boyfriend that thinks its funny to gross you out

he eats food the fell on the floor just to piss you off

will kiss u while he’s chewing gum :(

touches u with his bare feet  :((((((

Min Yoongi

Is less bold but NEVER lacking with his affection

Likes to take walks in any weather

E.g. Loves when its rainy because then you have to huddle close because he INSIsts on sharing an umbrella

E.g. Will even walk in the winter/end of fall because he likes to share mittens and scarves - this is the closest thing to cheesy you will ever get with him

Isn’t the type to send selfies

if he does, its just of his shoes of the day with an ironic caption like “rate my fit and i’ll follow back” 

Readily accepts all of your selfies, though

Upgraded his phone 2x just so he could have the extra storage to save all your photos

a lot of them are blackmail worthy, which is the reason for saving them half the time

Yoongi Is a champ when you get drunk

will hold your hair back

lets you spit your gum out into his bare fucking hand before u hurl and will not flinch 

rejects all of your lewd propositions, but may record you and play back your whiny drunk voice the next morning to make you reconsider taking shots next time (PS u dont ever reconsider)

he likes home dates too, obvi

usually you schedule naps at his place because everything about his bedroom is better than yours

mattress is huge and the perfect firmness

sheets are higher thread-count 

can sleep with his hand up your shirt all he wants because he doesn’t have any roommates at his own place

pillows are always cool to the touch BUT

he might schedule dates at your place if he’s been away and just wants to bury himself in your smell. Speaking of...

...Yoongo is a smeller

he is always smelling you, loves how you smell

He smells your hair while zoning out waiting for his americano to come out when ur at a cafe

He’ll wrap himself around you from behind and sniff your neck idly while he plays candy crush on your belly while u try to cook dinner

Nicknames vary on his mood/your behavior

brat - for when you’re being a brat duh

kid - default, all purpose and a little mocking

your last name when he’s feeling rowdy

your first name when he’s emotional

Jung Hoseok

Hobi always runs full force at u when he sees you even if you’ve been in each other’s faces all week

Whenever he’s bored and you’re nearby he’ll moonwalk around you

You love to watch him practice but you also hate it because if you make eye contact he’ll come over and try to pull you in to teach you

He’s tried to teach you to dance dozens of times and you never get any of his choreo

usually it ends in him maneuvering you into a slow 2 step

which then always becomes a tiny makeout session

but honestly so many other random activities you do together turn into makeout sessions because tbh hob is a bit of a greaseball

this means that half the time you’re ignoring him pawing at u and making cheesy jokes during inopportune times 

the other half of the time ur dragging him by the collar and looking for an empty room to take him into because u dig him and his cheesy horndog antics

He’s also lowkey highkey a dudebro

crowds you because he wants to chest bump and ur like “-.- again?”

kept trying to get your secret couple greeting to be that little surfer hand thingie he does with tae sometimes and u said no because neither of u are 8 anymore

likes spontaneous dates, so usually you’ll text him wyd and if he’s free he’ll just answer ‘coming to get u now’ and then you sigh and slip on your shoes and wonder when you’ll be able to have a date where its not 10:30 at night and you’re not wearing sweats and ur not going out just to go eat some chicken by the Han

You utilize all your privileges that you have dating him to visit Mickey

any time there is a break in the guys’ scheduling you say you want to visit mickey

He lowkey hates those days because you just lie on the floor next to mickey and eat the snacks his mom puts out and COMPLETELY ignore him

u and his sister take turns petting mickey and telling embarrassing stories about hob while he sulks in the corner

he gets revenge by taking 20 pics of ur back and doodling horns on ur head and spamming u with them

Probably would call you a bunch of weird things as a pet name

ducky, peaches, cutie, hotpot, captain etc.

sometimes calls you sweet thang but only when its after dark and he’s trying to make moves

Hobi is the type to always want idle touch but its not exclusively sexy u kno?

if you’re watching tv together he’ll have an arm slung over you

if you’re out to dinner, he gravitates towards booths so he can press his shoulder against yours

if you’re chilling in bed you HAVE to be rubbing his arm or else he’ll give you the most ridiculous pout [its so cute tho :’C ]

Thinks you’re the funniest person alive, is always laughing at stuff you said whether if was supposed to be a joke or not

which means he does that deep hiccuping giggle all the time and you just :’))))))

He’s so patient and let’s you test out all your new skin care products on him because he likes having your hands on his face and the way you talk softly half to him, half to yourself while you talk about what you’re doing

maybe its ASMR lmao

Kim Namjoon

The first thought you had after you started dating was that you could touch his dimples any time you wanted

so naturally you do

he has long since gotten used to you just touching them while he’s driving, reading, listening to music, just existing

the first time you did it he was just talking to you about something and when he felt your finger nudge his dimple 

Joon: “I feel like if we visited in the spring we could go frog catching and maybe then we could-----*you jam your finger into his dimple*

You: and? what were you saying?

Joon: uhhhh I forgot :0

a fan of couple outfits but not in the same sense Jin. its more like he likes to plan your outfits

he gets really excited when he thinks of something you would look good in and always gets really bashful right before he shows it to you because he wants you to like it

he has great taste and is very observant of u and ur style so there has never been a time where he has planned an outfit for u and u looked less than amazing

same for photos, he takes really good artsy photos of you all the time

thats what 80% of dates with him are

walking through the city at night so he can take a picture of you with the city scape behind you

or going to those instagram-able cafes in the city during their slow hours so he can pictures of your coffees and you sitting next to a pastel neon sign that says like Love Hurts or something edgy like that

taking photos like that one girl and her bf who travel alot on ig, u know the one

but u never actually manage to get a good shot like that because ur always like ‘joon my arm hurts why dont u be the girl’

He’s in general big on googling popular activities and getaways and making a big deal of documenting it 

as a result: he’s been working on a scrapbook and he thinks you don’t know but you and all 6 other members and even Bang PD know about the scrapbook

he gives it to you on your anniversary and even though youre expecting it, you cry

he takes photos of that too and it goes in the one for next yr lol

He calls you baby of course

but not in an exaggerated/pronounced way

it comes out super naturally and he says it more than he says your actual name

u better Get used to just turning around and catching him giving you that one soft smile he does with his whole face 

“is there something on my face?” 

“no, just enjoying the view <3”

Always wants to make your plate when u visit his home, and always ALWAYS gives you too much food

going there and realizing that maybe its a family thing as you watch his mom heftily scoop vegetables onto his dad’s plate while his dad looks on in worry about where he’s going to fit it

Using Joon’s lap as a pillow!!!

he can read and stroke your head while you snooze

him humming off key because he thinks it helps you sleep

Park Jimin

Before you started dating, Jimin seemed like the guy that everyone loves because he’s effortlessly cool and charming

And he is even after you start dating BUT

He is also a little praise monster and lives for your compliments

Jimin takes advantage of the fact that you are obviously enamored with him and will do things to fluster you on purpose

runs his hands through his hair because he knows you can’t look away

gets unnecessarily close to tell you things because he knows you get goosebumps when he whispers in your ear

plays chicken with you all the time

slow looks at u until u squirm

HE’s a menace

but also reminds you of a bumblebee

Jimin loves to go to see the latest comedy movies and those are always fun

Not because the movies are actually that funny (lowkey he has really bad taste in comedy movies), but because he will LOSE IT in the middle of the theatre and end up slumped over the armrest just laughing his head off

Cue the high squeaky laugh where he can’t even see the movie screen anymore because his eyes are squeezed shut :3

After the movie he always tries to retell funny scenes like

“And then *laughs* did you see the part where the guy *laughs* *laughs more* and then he *dolphin noises*

“Yeah, Minnie it was funny”

He always wants you to come to the gym with him because he gets an unnecessary amount of motivation from those gym couple accounts on instagram

You go in your big t-shirt and shorts and he goes in a similar outfit 

It always ends up with u watching him because again he looks good when he lifts weights and does squats

he likes the attention too 

Calls u cutie

but thinks its funny to sometimes address u as his favorite anime villian’s name ur always like hmm time to go now

He’s a feeder kinda like joon

YOu can’t ever eat anything by yourself, he always wants to cut things for you, spoon feed you 

he’s very caring

This means he also is super attentive when ur sick and will bring u soup and play cards in bed and always refresh ur water and bother u about taking medicine

Kim Taehyung

Everything with Taehyung is beautiful and u feel beautiful with him which is so amazing and crazy at the same time

He is a big cheerleader for u he loves everything u do

You made a badly folded origami and he shouted cute and was so genuine and got it laminated somehow and keeps it as a keychain accessory

He’s always showing you things

like some of his favorite classical art pieces that he’s saved pictures of on his phone

sometimes he tells you about how he can’t wait to plan the perfect trip to europe with u so u can visit some of his favorite pieces face to face

Always showing u his new (and old) favorite songs and movies

some of ur dates are going to see old films or foreign films at this one really hip theatre in the city

he bought a gramophone a little while back before u started dating and he loves to play records for you and lie with you on the floor and show u  the best parts of the song with his hands in the air

He has a fancy camera too that he uses to document “special moments”

when u asked him how come he always uses it to take picture of u then he was like everything with u is special and u had to tackle him and cover his whole face in kisses because he cant just say things like that without facing the consequences

He keeps a journal where he doodles in the margins and writes songs and poems that only some people have seen like yoongi or jimin

he tried to draw you once and it came out looking a little strange but he’s still learning and u love him for it

He also gets soo sooo excited when you show him your favorite things

u dont do it as much because they dont seem as cultured or pretty but u show him a movie from ur childhood that u still watch once or twice a year and his eyes were huge the whole time and he was so glad to watch it with you

Calls u Jagi because he likes what it means and its truly accurate

U guys are just on the same wavelength and he really appreciates that u dont find him weird or quirky or overly pretentious even

u finish each others sentences and can predict moods pretty well its a little scary for the guys to watch u talk to each other in half sentences and know what the other means

When u first met, it was through Joon because he thought u guys would click and he was super nervous and worried because a lot of ppl don’t really GET him

Maybe at ur blind date a song came on in the restuarant u were in and it was a song he really liked

and then u were really shyly like “it feels like when you find a really special spot in the woods that nobody knows about” and hes like

“yeah, it really does” and then goes home and writes ur name 20 times in his notebook before getting the courage to call u about a 2nd date

Jeon Jungkook

You already know what it is with this kid: MEME CENTRAL

seriously ur texts are like 80% reaction pictures you downloaded off the internet that just get cycled over and over again because they’ve started to replace certain common phrases and emotions

Yoongi tried to jack JKs phone once and read the messages out loud to the members to try and embarrass him and he actually couldn’t read the last 24 hours of messages because it was literally all pictures/emojis

JK thinks ur laugh is the best sound he’s ever heard and is always trying to bring it out

he makes so many weird faces

those also become memes in the chat

he does so many exaggerated moves from choreo just to get u to crack up

does random weird things with his voice at inappropriate times to get u to choke

Like Jimin he is a praise monster

he wants u to think he’s impressive because he thinks ur very accomplished and cool and he’s still very much the young shy boy he was before joining the band.

Does flips because he knows u love it and won’t leave u alone until u confirm that u are in fact watching

JK: “Hey, hey, watch this LOOK are u looking?”

YOU: “Yes oh my god what?”

JK:*Does a backflip*

YOU:.........DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDEEE WTF ITS LIT IN HERE

JK: *internally* i can die now

Get ready for some next level cuteness OMG

the little nose scrunch will become the most frequent thing

u will be ruffling his hair and it’ll tickle so he’ll scrunch his nose and u’ll just explode its amazing

The BABY SMILE every time its been a while since you’ve seen each other

You’ll practically tackle him and he loves it and spins u around a little too fast

Those big sparkly eyes that he has?????

prepare for those when its his night to cook but he doesn’t feel like it and says he wants to order pizza for the billionth time

You can’t say no to him ever

gaming is not your thing but he will rope you into a 3 hour Fortnight tutorial because u love him

Not really big on pet names, or like any names for that matter

but he will use your actual name for when he wants ur undivided attention

Is scared that you think he’s immature so sometimes he’ll try to go a day without making a joke and then its ur job to try your hardest to crack him up

this is good because ultimately u also love his high pitched loud laugh 

[littledonkeyburrito]

My neighbours seeing me naked all the time

1. What gives you anxiety? Having to go do something new

2. Are you the type that’s too ashamed to ask for or use directions? Are you kidding me, I fucking love google maps

3. Were you tired when you woke up this morning? I was when I woke up at 11, but not after I went back to sleep and woke up again at 2pm.

4. When you watch the news, how does it effect your mood? Depends on the news, but it generally has a negative impact. That’s why I avoid watching it.

5. Have you ever taken an online IQ test? What was the result? I actually took a real IQ test once but I was 11 and didn’t know that’s the test I was taking. I think the results came back as the high end of average. When I was in grade 5 I was almost constantly fighting with my best friend at the time, Dylan. It was stressing me out so I asked my mum if I could talk to someone at the school for help so she set me up with one of the school counsellors, I think his name was something like Mr Zagini or Mr Zagami (I remember his two nicknames being Mr zucchini and Mr salami). Anyway, it was mostly stuff I already knew but I got to skip class sometimes for our sessions. I didn’t continue sessions with him in grade 6 (I don’t know why), but he came to me one time and was like “hey I want to do this series of tests with you, are you okay with that?” and I was like “yeah sure” so I did them. Just a bunch of little lateral thinking puzzles which I was well used to doing, due to having been part of the school’s “gifted and talented” program (the instructor of which committed suicide a few years later after the cops found out he was into child porn, but that’s a story for another time I guess) since I was 6 years old. I feel like if I took an IQ test these days I would probably come back as squarely average. I don’t feel that smart since I hit adulthood.

6. Have you ever had anything expensive stolen from you? There was that one time someone broke into my house and stole my potatoes.

7. Can you hear anything right now? A group of drunk people from the bars downstairs

8. Have you ever been to a wedding? A few family weddings, yeah. Next year I will be a groomsman for my friend/old flatmate.

9. What is your favourite kind of pasta? I prefer rice noodles tbh

10. Are you proud of who you are? Sometimes

11. Would you prefer an ice cream sundae or an ice cream cone? Sundae.

12. What time is it? 12:03am

13. Are you good at giving directions? If I have a map, or know where I am, yeah

14. Do you own any Sims games? Which ones? Sims 3, plus pets and supernatural expansions.

15. What is your favourite kind of fruit juice? Probably orange

16. Have you worn a necklace today? I haven’t worn a necklace in years

17. Do your parents smoke cigarettes? Unusually, neither of my parents ever got into smoking

18. What is the color of the curtains in the room you’re in right now? No curtains. I just deal with my neighbours seeing me naked all the time

19. How many instruments do you own/have you owned? Now I just have one guitar but over the years I’ve had 2 acoustic guitars, 2 electric guitars, 2 ukuleles, a bass guitar, a glockenspiel, a full size electric piano, an electric drum kit and an acoustic drum kit.

20. What does one of your T-shirts have written on it? "Netflix”

21. Name a pet you definitely wouldn’t want. Tarantula.

22. Who’s the fifth contact in your phonebook? My aunt

23. If you had to text them something now what would you say? I would say that I’m probably coming back to australia in january and that we should have a family gathering

24. Should you be in bed right now? I haven’t had a bedtime since I was like 13

25. Do you know anyone that has the same birthday? A sort-of-friend’s boyfriend who is also the ex of the girlfriend of one of my best friends. But he’s a year or two younger than me.

26. Would you prefer your partner smaller or taller? I’ve tried both and established that my preference is definitely taller.

27. Do you acknowledge your feelings or ignore them? Depends on the feeling but generally suppress, bottle and ignore.

28. When was the last time someone saw you naked? Back in panama. God, it’s been slow since I’ve been home

29. How would you describe your current mood? Is tipsy a mood?

30. When was the last time you did something you were embarrassed by? Whenever I last got very drunk probably

31. What was the last thing you lied about? I generally don’t like lying so the last time was probably when I was telling my travel group in central america that I had never slept with the tour guide.

32. Where is your favorite place to have sex? Uhh a bed I guess. Although that one time I fooled around in the back of a car was pretty fun too.

33. Do you ever drink or get high alone? I tried getting high alone once and that was no fun. Drunk, yes, like once a week.

34. What type of a drunk are you? Happy and fun

35. When was the last time you revealed your feelings for someone? Were they accepted or rejected? I generally don’t tell guys that I like them. Although tbh I generally don’t develop actual feeling for them so...

36. What was the reason behind your last visit to the hospital? I think that was when a friend had his appendix out and a group of us went to see him. The time before that was a fair bit more distressing though. 

36. What is the “worst” drug you’ve done? Are there any you will never try, or any you want to try? The worst is probably coke. I will never ever ever try meth or heroin. Those are just a baaaaad idea. Nothing that I specifically want to try.

37. When was the last time you were up all night and why? Up the whole night would have been my last night shift in australia. Although there’s been several times since then that I’ve been up until 3am or even sunrise on a night out.

38. Who was the last person to yell at you? Did you yell back? I have absolutely no idea

39. Where did your last injury come from? Uhhh I think my last “injury” was about a month ago when I cut my thumb on a beer can. Hardly an injury though.

40. Where do you like to be kissed? Tbh I quite like being kissed on the neck

41. You have 5 minutes - grab 3 snacks from the grocery store. What are they? A bunch of mandarins, a pack of chips and a block of chocolate probably

42. Dancing, acting, and singing - which two are you best at? None of the above

43. Deep fried Oreos & deep fried pickles - would you try either? I’d try either at least once

44. Funny, charming, cute, romantic, smart - choose only 2 for a potential partner. Funny and cute I think.

45. Snow or sand? Soda or juice? Cake or cookies? Royalty or immortality? Snow, soda, cake, immortality.

46. Which is more important to you: make-up or hair? Hair.

47. What is one tradition that you and your family have? Do you enjoy it? Generally my brother and I spend christmas morning at mum’s house and have breakfast with her and then head to dad’s for the afternoon/evening and have his big full roast christmas dinner with him and sometimes a couple of his friends.

48. You can go back in time & change something in your Mom’s past - what is it? I think I would somehow try to give her more self esteem as a teenager. Or maybe I’d have stopped that one boyfriend from breaking up with her to move to sydney, after which she cried for at least a week. Idk I think I’d have tried to make her see that he was kind of a douche and not worth her time because she only deserves the absolute best.

49. Money doesn’t matter - choose a vacation destination and pick your party: If money is no issue then I would travel from alaska all the way down to the southern-most tip of argentina with whoever wants to join for a section. IRL I kinda plan on travelling mexico to argentina in a year or so anyway.

50. Been on any websites today you wouldn’t want your parents to see? No. I mean, they’d probably be mildly confused as to why I was researching when the shower was invented but it’s not like they’d care.

51. Flip your arm over - can you see your veins? No because I’m wearing a jumper and can’t see my skin through the sleeve obvs.

52. Pick a movie at least 5 years old that you absolutely love: Love and Other Drugs

53. Do you ever buy snacks at the movie theater? What do you get? Sometimes I did in australia but I never do here. I always have dinner beforehand and then just buy a bottle of water from the grocery store next door to take into the theatre. 

54. When was the last time you had to jump? Jump? Uhhhh ... I didn’t have to but I jumped off the front of the boat into the ocean while I was in the San Blas Islands off Panama a couple of months ago. 

55. At what time does it start getting dark where you live? Currently it gets dark around 5:30pm

56. Which is worse: dusting or mopping? I’m not sure I’ve ever dusted in my life.

57. Peanut butter VS. Caramel - which side are you on? Depends on context but probably usually caramel.

58. Have you ever complained to a manager about anything? What was it? I argued with some bond cleaners a bit over a year ago. I didn’t ask to, but I spoke to the manager and I ended up winning the argument.

59. Any idea where the shirt you’re wearing was made? Take a guess. I don’t know, China? Actually, none of the labels seem to specify where it was made.

60. Would you marry somebody who was intensely religious? No because our lifestyles wouldn’t match up.

61. Are you “with” the very last person you kissed? No

62. Ever dated/kissed a someone with the name Casey, Tyler, Ryan, Jordan, Colton, Rebecca, Samantha, Lauren, Taylor, or Ashley? That’s so specific. I think I’ve kissed a rebecca.

63. Was your last kiss, standing up, sitting down, or lying down? Standing up, saying goodbye at the hotel room door.

64. Are you happy with the choices you’ve made? In general, yeah

65. Are you excited for anything? Well, I’m going to Paris next week.

66. Do you hate the last person you kissed? No.

67. You’re stuck in an elevator with one of your worst enemies, what do you do? Scroll through facebook/instagram/whatever on my phone.

68. Will this weekend be a good one? The weekend is over.

69. Do you like to listen to the radio in the car? Nah, I listen to my iPod in the car and the radio at work. I mean, y’know, when I had a car and a job.

70. Do you sleep with a fan on? I literally don’t even have a fan

71. How is your hair right now? In need of a cut.

72. Have you ever broken up with someone for someone else? No.

73. How many windows are open on your computer? 1 window, 4 tabs.

74. How tall are you? ~5′3″ but I slouch

75. Have you ever taken a shower with anyone before? Yeah but tbh I don’t really understand the appeal unless you plan on fucking in the shower which sounds slippery and dangerous.

76. Is your hair clean? Almost always

77. What are you drinking right now? Nothing.

78. Do you wear your seatbelt in the car? Yes, unless I’m in a bus or sometimes I don’t when I’m in a country where the law doesn’t make you wear one. Eg in some countries cabs will have sheets covering the back seats so even if you want to put on the seatbelt you can’t because the clip thing is covered up and you can’t access it.

79. Does someone have feelings for you? Doubt it

80. Have you ever been cheated on? Pretty sure, yeah

81. Are you hard to please? Not at all

82. What are you craving right now? TRAVEL

83. How are you feeling right now? A bit cold

84. What color shirt are you wearing? Tshirt is orange and white. Jumper over it is grey with white stripes.

85. Who is the last person you got a message from? @aturinfortheworse

86. Are you excited for winter? Only if I get to go somewhere with snow (unlikely). I love the cold when I’m actually out and about and doing things but when I’m just sitting at home doing nothing and my feet are so cold they’re in physical pain then I don’t enjoy it so much. This is only a thing I’ve realised recently.

87. When are you at your happiest? When I’m travelling and having adventures.

88. Do you live alone? Yep

89. What do you do to pass time? Netflix, video games, tumblr 90. Do you go clubbing on weekends? When I live in the same city as my friends, sometimes

91. Twin bed, or other? Maybe a couch? What is this even asking? I have a king size bed currently 92. What are three things, that are not hygiene related you do every single day? Eat, check facebook, charge my phone 93. Are you addicted to anything drug like? No. 94. Did you pull a senior prank? They weren’t allowed at my school, but I don’t think I’d have cared enough anyway 95. Did you graduate? Highschool, yes. Uni, no.

96. Any goals? Live comfortably (with a job) in a country other than Australia, preferably a spanish speaking country.

97. Do you miss being a kid? In some ways yes, like not having responsibilities. In other ways no, like not getting laid... I mean, not that I’m getting laid now either...

98. Have you ever been unfaithful in a serious realfionship? Never had a serious relationship. 99. Do you have any tattoos? No. 100. Regrets? Nah. No point regretting things. Just learn and move on.

[russdoc]

submitted by: @broken-plasma

so uhhhh Russel was definitely the one whispering in Out Of Body tho …. so concept: Russel seducing Murdoc w his whispering while Murdoc is playing hard to get. He totally loses tho bc he’s Gay yfm 

I FEEL SO CALLED OUT. I hate you you keep giving the best prompts lol. Russel’s whispering is like half the reason I listen to Out Of Body as often as I do this fic was….an experience. Thanks to @longest-crystal for editing this.

eggshells, 1k words, established relationship (?), voice kink, basically a PWP.

Murdoc was such an asshole at afterparties.

He ignored Russel, soon leaving any room that Russel entered. Only speaking to Russel when spoken to – and even then, his responses were vague and dismissive, “maybe”, “I dunno”, “ask Noodle”.

At times, Russel was sure Murdoc had made fun of him behind his back only for him to turn around and completely deny it. It irritated Russel more than it should have.

Russel realized what Murdoc was doing when he watched him leave from the corner of his eye, when he would smile to himself once he had closed a conversation or lean to look over at Russel, only to look away when Russel noticed. He wanted attention – wanted Russel to react. And it frustrated Russel that he was aware of this and yet still gave Murdoc exactly what he wanted.

The party was swarming with noise; all the voices blended together, numbing Murdoc’s mind to nothing other than distraction. He was nursing his beer, slowly lulling where he stood. He jumped slightly at the silky voice suddenly at his ear.

“I wanna talk to you,” Russel whispered, “alone.”

Murdoc almost dropped his bottle.

Russel’s lips ghosted past Murdoc’s ear, lingering over Murdoc’s neck. Murdoc gulped, trying to regain his composure.

“What for? The party’s right here.” Murdoc smirked, and tried to ignore the shiver that ran down his back as Russel breathed into the crane of his neck.

“And why are you whispering? Worried someone will listen in?” Murdoc laughed weakly, swallowing it along with his beer.

Murdoc almost choked when Russel placed his hand on his hip and nudged him closer, causing Russel’s lips to brush against his earlobe.

“Yeah, actually,” Russel said against Murdoc’s warming cheek, “and you’re avoiding the subject. C’mon, stop messing around.”

Murdoc tried not to let the small noise in his throat go, biting down on his lower lip in agitation. His head was spinning with Russel’s plump lips against his cheek, deep, tempting voice traveling down his spine and big hands holding onto his hips.

It frustrated him.

“I’m messing around?” Murdoc scoffed. “Why don’t you drop the voice?”

Russel pulled an incredulous expression. “What? This is just my voice.”

Murdoc frowned in embarrassment. He didn’t respond, and instead took another swig from his beer with a furrowed brow and flushed cheeks.

Russel smirked as it dawned on him, and he took his advantage. Russel nuzzled behind the shell of Murdoc’s ear, lips moving.  It was a mere whisper, but as the syllables vibrated between teeth and lips, rolled off the tongue, and gusted as breath across skin so alight with nerves, Murdoc could practically feel every word in his spine.

“You’re such a dumbass, you know that?”

Russel’s thumbs pressed themselves against the exposed skin near Murdoc’s stomach as his hands gripped his hips. Russel’s deep, intoxicating laugh left goosebumps on Murdoc’s skin. Murdoc can’t help but move even closer, pressing his nose against the arch of Russel’s neck.

“You’re sneaking around, trying to act tough just to get my attention when you could just as easily ask for it and I would print my teeth on every stretch of bare skin, then take you into my mouth and taste you over and over until you couldn’t stand it.”

Murdoc resisted the urge to shudder and failed miserably.

Russel’s voice was so silky smooth that Murdoc felt like he could drown in it. Murdoc wished he wasn’t as enticed by the sound of Russel’s voice as he was, since he was standing in the middle of a party wanting to gasp and buck against Russel on the spot. He squirmed where he stood, his fingers pressed hard into Russel’s shoulder. He glared at whoever stared at the two from the corner of the room.

“We’re leaving,” Murdoc rasped, and Russel could only snigger.

-

The bathroom was impractical. Russel had pointed this out but Murdoc shushed him with a sloppy kiss. Murdoc pressed his back against the door, an improvised alternative to a lock. Soon, Russel was between his legs and Murdoc wrapped his arms around him.

Murdoc spread his legs as Russel palmed his hardening dick through his jeans. He dropped his head forward, breathing rapidly as Russel pressed a kiss against his fringe. Russel leaned down and pressed another kiss against Murdoc’s neck, causing Murdoc to throw his head back with a groan.

“Take it off,” Russel rumbled against his neck.

Murdoc’s hands shook as he unzipped his jeans, sliding them along with his briefs down his hips. Russel reached for Murdoc’s hardening dick, but Murdoc swatted it away.

“No,” Murdoc licked his lips as he touched himself, “I want to hear you talk.”

Murdoc stroked himself as Russel whispered nothings against his forehead. He relished in the sound of Russel’s voice – the weight of every syllable, the roll of his tongue, and his delicate breath between his lips.

Murdoc’s back was arching ever higher with each word, his toes curling inside of his boots and his knees weak, barely keeping him standing upright.

Eventually, Russel cradled the back of Murdoc’s head and rewarded him with an open, lovely kiss. Murdoc keened at the subtle wet noise their parting lips made. Russel’s fingers brushed over Murdoc’s ribcage, and despite how feather-light the touch was, it wracked Murdoc’s nerves and lit up his senses. He bit Murdoc’s earlobe, then licked at it attentively before sucking it into his mouth.

Murdoc moaned, his hand cramping from his excessive stroking. He wouldn’t admit that it wasn’t enough. Russel noticed this, grinned to himself and then pressed his palm against Murdoc’s length, grinding down on his cock, on his head.

It was just the friction Murdoc needed, and he thrust into Russel’s touch, crying out shamelessly. Murdoc whined, then came in spurts into Russel’s hand, buckling over and clinging to Russel.

Russel removed his hand from Murdoc’s cock, turned and reached for the conveniently placed toilet paper on the sink, and wiped his hands with it. He pulled up Murdoc’s pants with his other hand, then comforted him by rubbing his back and pressing a kiss to his forehead. Murdoc produced an acknowledging mewl in reply, and nestled his head on Russel’s chest.

After a few moments of silence, Russel said “For a guy who ignored me all night, you’re kind of needy.”

Murdoc grumbled, then lightly kicked Russel’s shin.