#like the little cherries remind me of the placement they have

[watchyourbuck]

Impromptu moodboard of images that made me go ‘oh that reminds me of Buck’s birthmark’

[dreadsuitsamus]

JJK Men Playing Suika Game Headcanons

author's note: damn fruit game got me too. also special thank you to @actuallysaiyan for the amazing banners you see in this post!

pairings: satoru gojo x reader, suguru getō x reader, kento nanami x reader, ryōmen sukuna x reader

warnings: just boys playing video games, lil bit of fluff, gn!reader

satoru is unfairly good at it despite how randomly he plays it

as far as your regular eyes can see, the man has absolutely zero strategy involved, yet still manages a watermelon every game

when he first saw you playing the game, he purposely made you lose so he could have a turn

the faces on the fruits made him do it, he says to your resulting pouty face

he didn't even ask the objective of the game, just started launching fruit into the container and made it work

you feel a headache watching him play; you’d swear on your life that the fruits don't move that easily when you play

satoru competes with himself on the scoreboard, lamenting that he can't type in funny names such as ‘ASS’ or ‘SEX’ in the rankings

satoru will play this game for hours if you don't make him stop

and good luck getting the controller back from those stupidly strong hands

this is yet another example of why you never play games with satoru

was initially content watching you play it, but couldn't find it in him to say no once you'd insisted he take a turn; a cherry flying out ruined your game and you needed a breather before the poor controller ended up out the window

he’d been spectating you play, so he understands the objective well enough: make a watermelon, or reach three thousand points

he plays around with it, semi-strategizing before each move but not putting too much energy into it at the same time

it's just a silly little game, after all. no need to get so upset

you guide him to good placements, and it turns into the two of you versus the dumb fruit game

it's added to your nightly routine even after you're able to easily match watermelons, simply due to how fun it is to play together. plus, that three thousand point score is hard to reach!

each night after dinner, suguru cleans up the kitchen while you get the game and wine ready

normally the controller is in your hands, but usually you end up switching it to suguru so you can play with his hair instead

it's silly to think that the game with faced fruits has become such a strong detail in your life with suguru, but it's yet another way to bond with your lover

kento doesn't play video games; he doesn't really care to spectate them either

the music in the game is catchy though, and he finds himself humming it even when you're not playing the game or when he's at work

eventually he'll get curious enough to see what this game you play so much is actually like, and he certainly didn't think fruit had you this captivated

you smirk to yourself when you notice he's watching you play; he never watches you play video games

when you offer the controller, kento shakes his head at first. he doesn't play video games, he reminds you. idly, you wonder if he's refusing out of pure principle than anything else. he's obviously hooked already!

he soon starts offering up ideals on the most optimal placements, and when you pause to go to the bathroom, kento is playing when you return

it's odd, seeing a controller in his hands. but it's quite attractive, you find as you curl back up on the couch

kento takes his time between moves, taking each turn to strategize the most optimal placements possible; he's always loved a good puzzle

eventually you fall asleep, and when you wake (tucked neatly underneath the blanket normally slung over the back of the couch) kento is still up and playing the game

you rub at your eyes, blinking the sleep away to see his progress— he's got two watermelons!

and over four thousand points

speechless at this achievement (during his first time playing, no less) you simply shake your head and curl back up under the blanket, leaning against his shoulder and going back to sleep

kento presses a quick kiss to your head, but doesn't stop playing until he's reached five thousand points

safe to say, you both wake up on the couch in the morning

he hates how cute the game is, not because he thinks it's ugly (you've caught him snuggling your squishmallows more than once) but because it takes all of your attention away from him

the game is also so simple that he can't understand why you spend so much time on it. essentially, he thinks you'd be better off touching grass

this comes from a man who is awful at video games

complains the entire time you're playing

after you've finally had enough of ryō’s bitching, you hand the controller to him, challenging him to beat it, given that it's “sO eAsY”

spoiler alert: he can't make a watermelon

in fairness to him, the way the fruits fly out of the tank are unlike anything you've seen since you began playing— and you've been cucked several times by stray cherries getting launched outside the tank’s rim

it's funny though, and you don't give him that credit as you taunt him

ryō gets hooked on the game out of pure spite; how dare this stupid fruit game make him look bad? and as his lover watches?! disgraceful, dishonorable, disrespectful

it takes him weeks to make a watermelon, and you immediately uninstall the game afterwards

you've had enough of cute fruits with faces to last a lifetime, along with bad moods from your boyfriend

he is no longer allowed to play video games under your roof— those two controllers he broke were quite expensive to replace

all is forgiven though, since his concentrated face is just so handsome 🩷

[ohwiseswami]

WARNING: LONG POST.

NCT Wish is the most compelling boy group to debut in awhile and that's no shade to any of these other boy groups. They just have a perfect combination of talent, potential, good production/vision for what they're going to be, charisma, hyung line visuals, and it-factor.

Like when Sion performs he serves in a way that reminds me of Yeonjun. Man dances his ass off and adds his own sense of musicality to every move. His lines are always so precise and his body shape adds to the look of the moves (long ass legs).

When Riku exists, his face card and charisma is unmatched. And he performs like old-school YG idols. Plus, he has that confident idgaf but am grateful for my opportunity vibe (lmao) that is so hard to cultivate in kpop idols. I straight up cannot name a single idol, ever, let alone one that has debuted under SM, that has that type of it factor.

Vocal Line. Their vocal line is solid for 4th/5th gen standards and I can definitely see them improving to the NCT standard. But what they already have with a 19-year-old leading the pack is wild already and covers different tonal ranges (Yushi and Daeyoung for the higher register light and round vocal, respectively; and Ryo and Sion for the lower register light and round vocal, respectively).

Rap Line. Flow-wise rap line is already one of the strongest in SM. Listen, we all know that's not SM's strong suit so it's not a high bar to clear lmao. But even within NCT--with SM's strongest rappers--you can see Wish's rapline's placement. I think Riku and Sakuya are really only second to Mark and Taeyong and we shouldn't even argue this point. Also, Wish's rap line has rule of cool w/Riku fronting which adds a lot. Cherry on top is that, like other SM rap lines, Riku and Sakuya also have pleasant vocals (especially Riku) to go along with their nice rap style.

Dance Line. Dance line is led by one of the most musical and natural dancers I've seen in awhile (Sion). Then there's a lot of young talent in Ryo and a cool/confident-efficient style in Riku. Some might consider Yushi to be one of the best dancers in Wish but--and I say this respectfully--no. (S/n: Respectfully, their dance ranking is like this: Sion, Ryo, Riku, Yushi, [a brick wall] Sakuya, Daeyoung. I think Sakuya's big problem is his taller height making him look a little awkward at times--but that can be overcome with age and practice). A Sion-Ryo-Riku dance line has potential to be one of the better dance lines in their generation (though Ryo will need to grow more since sometimes I notice his small stature physically limits him, and Riku will have to execute every move with the same power and fluidity as he does in killing parts).

Overall Performance Skills. Their overall performance style is energetic and visually interesting, if a bit stiff/awkward sometimes (probably due to nervousness). But one thing I can really appreciate is their stable live vocals while dancing. No one else can do that in the past couple of generations' boy groups and I commend them for that. And they've gotten some really unique choreographies so far that would look stupid if performed by anyone else, yet look nice on them (kind of like some of SHINee's choreos). Lastly on this point, their sound is very appropriate and matches their voices.

Variety/Personalities/Image. As for their variety skills, we haven't seen much from them and SM is obviously pushing certain images on them. Like it's clear what they're going for:

parent-type leader Sion

hot guy/possessor of a single brain cell that sometimes works Riku

complete idol/perfect role model-type Yushi

pure vocal/older brother-type Daeyoung (or Jaehee, whatever they're wanting him to go by)

super baby genius/atheletically gifted Ryo

chaotic maknae Sakuya

Despite the personalities SM is assigning them, their real personalities seem to shine through (which heavily contrasts their assigned roles in the group). This is a good thing. And as they get more experienced, I expect that what seems to be their real personalities will come out more in variety, social media, and interviews (a la TXT). This will do wonders for them because everybody knows that SM's assigned personalities are always boring and patronizing lmao.

The Issue All The Dumb People Have With Them. Now, the elephants in the room: the two 16 year olds and predominantly recent trainees under the NCT brand. Honestly, this doesn't bother me as much as it does other people. I know people want a mature/suave concept but like...that doesn't mean the kids aren't talented? I admit I'd like to see Sion and Riku do something a little more akin to 127 style but what they have so far is actually pretty good and very on brand with 127. Despite the fact that they skew younger, they don't sound too kidz-boppy like when Dream first debuted.

And when it comes to watching their content/you hoes wanting something to thirst after, you can just choose to only pay attention to hyung line lmao. Like the group as a whole is super talented and ready to debut to the world. HOWEVER, to me, clearly Sion-Riku-Yushi catch your attention very easily, with Sion and Riku feeling like damn near generations apart from Sakuya. I've watched some of their variety and Sion and Riku give similar vibes with Sakuya as Taeyong & Doyoung do with Mark & Haechan. And when it's just Sion and Riku, you feel a completely different vibe than when they're with the other members. I like that, so I tend to gravitate toward Sion-Riku (and sometimes Yushi) content.

I find the line of thought that you have to bias every single member weird because it puts people in fucked up positions. You don't have to force yourself to be interested in every member. Of course there's even downsides to that (like people thinking you only like, say, Sion, for his visuals/so you can thirst), but it's not nearly as dire as the other scenario. If you naturally like Sion more, even if it's for a superficial reason, you shouldn't feel bad about being perceived as an akgae. You don't have to want to get to know all the members. Plus, if someone is policing the way you consume your entertainment they're a loser lmao.

Also, that being said, if you're over 18, it's not that you can't find Sakuya/Ryo entertaining. You can obviously think they're talented, funny, etc.

Also want to say that all the people mad at this group for existing because of their ages are moving real weird because half of y'all stan enhypen and also stanned older groups when they had underage maknaes (despite you yourselves being adults at the time). It comes off as hateration.

Then there's the folks mad at them for not being RIIZE lmao. Those people are just weirdos that honestly don't even deserve to be addressed. Like who cares that SungTaro aren't in NCT? They got to debut, didn't they? They're successful, aren't they? And they will probably continue to interact with 127, Way-V, and Dream more than even Wish will lol. You can still ship RIIZE with NCT folks (since that's really what this is about...), calm down.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to Wish and hope SM will give them bangers.

[thesims2comics]

Rating Sims 2 Billboards because why the hell not (long post!)

Nightlife fashion: 7/10. Very 2000s with the white background and dynamic silhouette, the butterfly wing is the cherry on the trend's cake, I love it. The only thing with this one is that the model/render of the person doesn't seem like a sims 2 render? I don't know what it is that makes it not like a sim, but personally, it kinda puts me off

Kids toys box: 9/10. I love this! The "letters" very much look like simlish, I love that there is some stuff from the actual game in here and aren't all generic toys, plus, the freezer bunny and the red-white checkered rocket are actually in the Kids Toys box in The Sims 2!

Car advertisement: 5/10. Not sure what's really going on here. To me, it kinda looked like the car was surfing on a giant sea wave which is cool as hell! but now I'm not so sure whats going on. He drives so fast he leaves the Light Blue World and drives in the Dark Blue World??? that have weird cloud leafs or something? I can't figure this out for the life of me

Movie poster: 8/10. This is really cool, this looks like a real movie/game poster that the sims could actually go watch! It reminds me of those Sims videos with dramatic stories, which makes me like it even more! The only personal thing is that the logo looks SO familiar, and I can't figure out for the life of me why. Everytime I looked at this I'm like "yeah but where does that 2 with that line come from?" that personal little frustation aside, i really like this poster

Shop at the Store! poster: 3/10. I hate this. Ew. Why the non-simlish letters. why does the "h" looks like a "u". why is this so generic looking. the only redeemable feature is the artstyle which is nice, but despite that, i hate it.

Red robot poster: 6/10. I cant figure out what the hell this robot is supposed to be. some kitchen device? a drone, maybe? But it looks kinda nice. I like the yellow tone and the word placement; the composition is quite nice, i would only like to know what the hell this thing is

Generic travel (?) sign: 6/10. This is cute! On its own, it looks a bit boring, but I think it could make a tourist attraction a little more realistic! Not super interesting but not bad either.

Sims 2 road signs: 5/10. I'm putting these together since they're basically the same thing, except the one with the roof is smaller. I don't know what to think of these. The roof one I kinda like because the structure probably inspired by on of those map signs you see on a hike trail or something. But overall, I dont like these. They take me out of the game rather than in it. The other signs make sense with the context of the game but these one does the exact opposite. this isn't a sign for the sim but for the player

Cow Udder Plumbob: -10000/10. Some bored Maxis employee was probably like "hey you know what would be fucked up" and then proceeded to make this and put it in the game. I both love and hate this. and WHY ARE THERE UDDERS?! there's enough weird implications of this guy having hands, eyes and a mouth (are the plumbobs alive? do they have feelings? do they have their own plumbobs) and there was NO reason to put udders on him. this not only implies this plumbob is sentient but can also can be milked. I can't believe this is actually in the game. Glitches, bugs, corruption, i can all understand but this was intentional. someone, give-or-take 15 years or so, sat down and consciously(?) made this. what the fuck

One last thing,: I'd like to say this is all my personal opinion! I love doing dumb things like these, I find them fun, don't take it all too seriously! also, if you disagree with me, that's totally fine! You don't have to agree with me, and can have your own opinion

[wannabegwenstacy]

Bangtan in Bed: Kim Namjoon | NSFW

Kim Namjoon: The Dom Daddy 😈 - HAPPY JOONIE DAY!! 210912

Rating: 18+

Contains: Daddy/Baby Kink Dynamic, Dirty Talk, BDSM, Bondage, Orgasm control, Sensory play, Dom/Sub Dynamic, Marking, Impact play, Lingerie, Stripteases, Anal, Cum play, Cream pies, Oral Fixation (kissing)

A/N: I ended up accidentally switching from third person (them/they) to second person (you) halfway through. i'm sorry about that, i wrote this in two different sittings and i forgot i was originally writing in third person.

Series Masterlist

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Daddy kink!

We have all sensed it. Man's got a daddy kink! So, let me kindly introduce you to Daddy Dom Kim Namjoon.

If his never-ending flow of "Baby's" while in front of a camera didn't hint at his interest in pet names as a kink, especially the "Daddy" and "BabyGirl/BabyBoy/Baby" dynamic, then IDK what will.

Like mans got an IQ of 148, he knows by now that we are practically dripping at his little "baby" coos!...He does it for a reason

Which also makes a good case for his love of dirty talk!

He picks up languages pretty well and he has said himself that he wanted to be a poet once upon a time. He is an amazing lyricist.

He is good with his words, and he knows it! He also has that deep sexy voice of his that I'm also pretty sure he's quite aware of by now so a chance to make his partner melt with those very same words of his. he isn't going to think twice about using them.

Joon is kinky, but he is like Jin. He isn't really one to parade around his gifts in the bedroom. He would rather keep those times sacred.

I see Joon having an interest in the BDSM scene. Collars, Restraints, Blindfolds, Rope, Lingerie, Stockings, Fishnets.

With him also dabbling in the BDSM arts it's not a surprise that Joon seems like the type to need a strong level of trust. He needs to trust his partner and for his partner to trust him.

So, I don't see Joon really doing one-night stands. Casual maybe. But not quick hookups.

Lingerie! He loves a good strip show and lap dance.

Seeing his partner being the one to take control over him every once in and while was thrilling to him.

Them dressed in pretty little lace lingerie with stockings and a collar that had diamond letters spelling out their given pet name he assigned to them.

Him seated but not restrained, told not to move, for daddy to be good for his precious baby.

Them bending forward, pressing one hand to the back of the chair, and the other gripping the chair between his legs being careful to not touch him only getting close.

They would lean in getting only an inch from his face, eyes flicking from up and down looking from his lips to his eyes before leaning in even closer hovering over those very same lips teasing a kiss then leaning back watching as he chases after them pleating.

They would stand up hitching their leg up to rest on his thigh in a pointed fashion before slowing leaning down and unbuttoning the clasps, giving him an innocent look, then hooking their thumbs in the thigh-high pastel hose before rolling them down and pulling them off.

Standing up and wrapping the hose around both their hands like a strand of rope circling him watching as he shifts in his chair being the one told to behave this time around.

They would circle his chair once then almost twice before settling behind him leaning down close to his ear pressing one single kiss under his ear before lightly running their teeth across the cartridge nibbling then running their tongue across sucking at the length of his ear sweetly. Followed by blowing cold air eliciting a shiver from him.

They would then use the hose to tie back his hands making sure he can't touch them now even if he wanted to.

Only dishing out the same treatment he has given to on so many occasions

Fair is fair after all.

A tease for a tease.

A denied finish for a denied finish.

A bite for a bite.

A hickie for a hickie.

In reason obviously, you don't want to make the job too difficult for the stylist noonas.

But if you were really playing fair he would cover, under every piece of concealed flesh hidden under his clothing would be adorned in marks just like he has done many times before to you.

Joon tends to have a possessive streak in the bedroom, you are his baby.

But with that possessiveness comes the need for secrecy and devotion to the other, so he tends to hide his markings he leaves from other eyes. He's careful.

Methodical with his placements.

Under the waistband of your jeans, on you inner inner thighs during winter, little bruises left behind from his hands, and little crevice indents from his nails breaking the skin.

Hand prints left, sore swollen bruised skin. A reminder every time you sit down.

He loves to watch you squirm the following days after a particular heated night. It's cute.

Speaking of spankings. He loves giving them.

Having his baby bent over ass up bare whimpering under him.

He adores all form of impact play but his favorite is just using his hand. Feeling his baby red and flush.

Plus he gets to kneed at your pretty pink peach after wards so it's a win win in his mind.

"Oppa hit me harder, i like it" (Joon's verse in ProMeTheUs)

He's an Ass man through and through!

Everything involving your ass.

Watching it giggle when he's giving you backshots.

Cumming on your ass

In your ass (w/ condom).

Oh, he loves anal! Fingering you or even using toys. But his favorite obviously is fucking your pretty pink hole.

Sometimes he'll get daring and fuck you raw.

Cumming in your ass then pulling out to just watch it slowly leak out, running down your thighs, and pulling in the mattress. And if he's lucky, pooling with your own.

Fuck! He really can't get enough of that perky little ass.

Its a shame he can't always treat himself with you all the time. He loses himself to easily, just spiraling into a mess of grunts, growls, and groans.

When fucking you like that he doesn't sadly get to indulge into his other guilty pleasures that involve you and that beautiful body of yours.

Instead, of himself shaking and losing himself he changes his focus on to you.

Whining for your own release, begging for him to fuck you, to push you till you can't take no more.

Squirming. Hands and legs tied away. Out of use. Spread and open for him.

Only letting you cum when he knows you are at your worst then letting that growing tension snap plunging you into your release.

Occasionally he will add some ear muffs, blind folds, and/or a cherry flavored lollypop to the mix. Dialing your senses to 10.

Telling you to suck on the lolly until it's gone or blow a bubble with some bubble gum.

He would kiss you after, tasting just how sweet you can be.

Which I think this is a good time for me to mention Joon has an oral fixation for your lips. He loves kissing you.

Foreplay and aftercare are never skipped and always littered with kisses.

Soft pecks to lingering kisses & lip bites. Leaving your lips and red and swollen as your cheeks.

NEXT UPDATE: Seokjin! - 210919

[kyriolex]

Kawaki Academy Arc: Hana

So this episode was mostly about Himawari's teacher Hana, although we got to learn some stuff about the students too.

Contrary to her character design, Hana has no relation to Sai, Yakumo Kurama, or any of the other painting-type shinobi. She's a clumsy wind user who perpetually sounds like she's on helium.

So she's invited some special instructors to teach the class: Boruto, Sarada, and Mitsuki. Ehou's mind immediately sees it as a networking opportunities. He says you have to get connected to get ahead, because if you get the wrong sensei or team, you may never get a chance to make it to jonin or even chuunin.

It's sad that civilian kids have to think so cynically when they're young, especially while rich kids like Hima can stay innocent, but it's definitely realistic. Props to the writing team for that subtle commentary.

Anyway, Team 7 takes the kids to the gym for some demonstrations. In true little brother style, Boruto gets in Kawaki's face and acts obnoxious. Kawaki kicks him away, and the two start fighting in class.

Poor Himawari just mutters "this always happens." She knew those two would embarrass her the moment they were in a room together.

While Mituski is showing a lightning technique, some of the little kids move for a closer look, because like moths to a flame, they have no sense of self-preservation. Hana wind-blasts them of the way before one of them can get electrocuted, but instead of being a badass moment, the kids whine and she apologizes.

Next up is a bit of product placement, I mean team-building. Boruto brings enough burgers for half the class, then says they have to fight over them. They can go anywhere on campus, and whoever has the red balls by the end of the period wins the burgers.

But since it's peacetime, none of these children know how to fight, so it becomes an awkward game of tag.

(Unrelated note: I apologize to Harika for insulting her fashion sense. Other than the aviator helmet, her outfit is actually put together well. She even has a cute purse...or maybe it's a bug-carrying sack like Shino and Shibi used to wear. Who knows?)

Mimi, who I misgendered last time and is actually a girl, is the only child who thinks "Hey, maybe instead of fighting we should go visit the vending machines." Ehou decides this is AGAINST THE RULES, even though as Soul (girl in red) points out, the teachers never said anything against scavenging.

He confiscates Mimi's candy bar, and soon the whole class is fighting over whether poor Mimi deserves chocolate. Despite Hana's efforts to calm them down, the class splits up, with Ehou and Soul leading each side. Everyone except Kae and the Uzumaki kids boycotts school because they don't want to study with "the enemy."

In one of Shino and Anko's little peanut gallery conversations, Shino concludes this lesson must have been "too advanced" for children who haven't learned about teamwork yet.

The crotchety old man in me wanted Iruka to come down and remind these kids that if they don't come to school, they can't graduate and become ninja. But instead it becomes Hana's duty to bring the class back together.

She approaches both ringleaders to coax them back to school. Soul apparently idolizes Gai-sensei to the point that she has his picture in an old-fashioned locket. So Hana personally sewed Soul a hideous spandex uniform for her to wear. Soul understandably refuses, saying she admires Gai's skills, not his fashion sense.

I'm calling it now, this girl is the new Tenten: a snarky mom-friend who is obsessed with taijutsu. She's skyrocketed in my personal tier list for this class.

Hana bribes Ehou with ramen and a Hokage speech. She then sends out mysterious invitations to each student. They all show up at school, and she announces they're having a cherry blossom viewing party.

The kids point out that it's not the right season for cherry blossoms. She has the kids close their eyes, and then suddenly petals are raining down from the sky. As a viewer, I thought this Hana's chance to step out of Team 7's shadow and show off her fancy genjutsu.

But actually the petals were paper. She was just using wind jutsu to blow the petals around like a fan. But everyone agrees it's the thought that counts.

Soul and Ehou confide in Himawari that they mostly came out of pity for Hana-sensei, since even though she can't do anything right, she still tries hard.

On one hand, that's pretty brutal after Hana visited them both personally for a pep talk. On the other hand, Hana tripped over a rock and needed Himawari and Kawaki to catch her. She also burned the lunch she cooked for the students beyond recognition. So it's a little understandable why the kids doubt her competence.

The last shot shows Shino asking Boruto if he'd like to be a guest instructor again, and Boruto nopes out of that quickly. He's seen how brutal these kids can get. Genocidal aliens he can handle - petty preteen drama he cannot.

[addiction-to-water]

My ratings of the 2022 f1 car ✨liveries✨

NOTE: These are not ranked from best to worst or anything like that, they are just in chronological order :)

Haas (VF-22)

Honestly….? It’s not that bad. It’s very sleek, even if the white background is a little boring. I love the red and blue swoops on the sides, and I think it just looks cleaner than last years. Overall, 6/10 :)

Red Bull (RB18)

Oh. It’s last years livery. I’m kidding! I actually think it looks quite nice, even if it is very close to last years. That being said, I do think the placement of the sponsorships are more well done, it looks less cluttered. Overall, 8/10 

Aston Martin (AMR22)

Beautiful! The green is very nice looking (so happy they kept it), and the sponsorships are very well placed. But, I do have one note. *gasp* I miss the pink! The pink complimented the green perfectly and this new lime colour is great and all, but I’m going to miss the pink. Overall, 7/10

Mclaren (MCL36)

I love, love, LOVE this design, but hate this colour palette. I’m sorry but I do not like the minty toothpaste blue they went with. I like the ocean blue they had last year way better. If they really wanted to switch up the colour palette they should’ve done something like that orange and white they had from the Gulf collab, because wowza that was beautiful. I do love the design though, way better than last year. Overall, 7/10

Alpha Tauri (AT03)

AHHH!!! I’m freaking out. The colour inversion from last year?? Literally how is this allowed. This is perfection. No notes. Overall, 10/10!!!!!!!

Williams (FW44)

This is-I can’t-I’m literally passing away rn. IT’S BEAUTIFUL!! The blue diamantes, the red detailing with the arrows. Literally might be my favourite car of 2022. Overall, 10/10 <3

Ferrari (F1-75)

HOT TAKE but, honestly? I am not mclovin’ it. It’s a beautiful car, no doubt about that, but it’s not the ferrari red, it’s like some...ketchup red. I’ve just seen better cars, that’s all. Overall, 7/10

Mercedes (W13 E)

THE SILVER!!! I love it so much. The blue detailing on the front and sides, and the arrows!!1!1!! Literally so excited to see this in the new season. Overall, 9/10

Alpine (A522)

...*cricket noises*...Where? Where is the Alpine blue? This is the complete opposite of the alpine aesthetic??? But at the same time, the always picks princess peach when playing mario kart, pearls and pinterest boards, venelope from wreck-it-ralph kinnie part of me kind of squealed when I saw this? But at the same time I can’t truly appreciate that viewing of it because the red ruins it. Bring back the plain beautiful blue. This is literally awful. (Poor esteban can’t escape the pink 😂) Overall, 1/10

Alfa Romeo (C42)

I think it looks quite nice (I’m still recovering from that whole camo thing they brought to Barcelona pre-season testing, so as to not have their car leaked before their launch date, so bear with me). I love the combination of red and white, and it’s a beautiful shade of red, it reminds me of cherry. Love the alfa romeo logo on the side as well. Overall, 8/10

Alright, that’s all, thanks for making it this far! What did you think about all the  liveries for 2022? 

[shy-peacock]

This is just a fun idea to think about rather than a prompt idea ; What would the characters from Rat.ld do if they played Animal Crossing?

First off...LOVE me some AC! XD

and I enjoyed writing this out (just some HC's) so thank you for the prompt idea! (edit- I didn't include ALL of the villagers they have, in case anyone was confused why I only mentioned 1-4 villagers in this HC)

Boun: This bitch got all food-related villagers, so of course he’s got a food-related down. Lot’s of stalls and markets, a farm and every villager he owns has their own little set-up shop around their place that matches the style of what they are. Frita (whose a hamburger/hotdog/fries) has a McDonalds set up right by her place. Merengue has a bakery. Tangy, Apple and Cheri have a smoothie place near their homes. His starter fruit is pears.

He has some common/popular spots as well such as a more defined boating/fishing area and a campsite with the works. Boun plays intensely for months but then only checks in every now and then.

Tong and Noi: They share an island (Tong the main character and Noi the second resident). Tong tries to make the island look nice but when Noi plays she does random stuff like cutting down trees, selling whatever she can find or leaving items out to the point where Tong has just learned to live with the chaos. Their starter fruit is apples.

Noi has no preference on the villagers but Tong likes Kangaroos because of the babies in their pouch, the Bulls because they remind him of himself, and the icy/cold villagers like Flurry and Whitney. Their island is pure chaos, lots of items thrown out without any central theme. Tong eventually relinquishes the island to Noi’s control when he’s finished playing the game. Noi runs rampant on the island, continuing to foster the ‘chaos’.

Raya: her island has a more natural but beautiful feel. Lots of custom designs that make a path with leaves in the fall and cherry blossoms in the spring, some she’s found from others but a lot she has made on her own. Hopping spots across a waterway that has nova lights and bamboo. Those intricate placements of flowers, trees, and items that make even the most veteran of AC players jealous. Her starter fruit is cherries

She cannot stand the popularity contest with certain villagers and therefore goes with the more forgettable crew, not ideally labeled ‘ugly’ but not a top pick for everyone. Such as Tammi and Axel. She does, however, love Drago and Hamlet.

Raya’s the first to complete a lot of milestones in ACNH, so she often is sending items to her friends or dropping money on their islands for them so they activate/open more things. She checks it often and finds joy playing the game long after everyone else is finished.

Namaari: Her island is the type that looks like she used every inch of space to make an intricate city. Namaari can look at a pile of simple panels, storefronts and boxes and make it into a work of art. With paved streets, traffic lights, a play on the eye to make something look further away than it actually is. Namaari checked in on well over 1k hours of the game, all of which was put to good use as her island is practically flawless. Her starter fruit is oranges

As expected! Island of cats. She tries to have one of every personality type to keep it unique, but her favorites are Katt and Mitzi.

She plays the game to the point of obsession, claiming the stamp rewards and getting a five star island, catalogging and collecting gulliver items until she has quite literally nothing else she could do for the island. Now, she only plays when the group is together to do an event.

Sisu: Enjoys the game just as much as Raya does, but is constantly behind. While everyone is finishing up the touches to their island, Sisu is just then realizing they have ratings and that her shops can expand if she would sell/buy more. Her only fruit is peaches and she was not aware that the others had anything different.

Her island is alright, she’s got the main idea down with plenty of room for improvement. Every section has an idea started but never finished. Missing the big ‘thing’ that would make it look really nice. (a campsite with no fire, a stall set up with nothing to sell.) Raya helps her a ton with it, as does the others, but it takes her awhile to understand how to visit their island (or open her own).

She somehow got lucky and got ONLY the top popular characters??? Such as Judy, Raymond, Shino and Marshall. (everyone was incredibly confused by this.)

[sprnklersplashes]

jdronica+I kissed you in front of my ex (also on ao3)

The 7-Eleven is hardly much warmer than it is outside, but at least it’s drier. Veronica shakes the rain out of her hair as she steps in, shaking her head like a dog and sprinkling tiny droplets over the tiles. September announced its arrival in Sherwood with grey skies and bucket loads of rain, and three days in, the downpour shows no sign of stopping. It put a little bit of a damper to show up on the first day of her senior year soaking wet (pun intended because puns should always be intended), and there’s a growing sense of anxiety among students about whether or not the rain will let up in time for football practice to start.

But, where the rain might mess with first-day plans and be a pain for football fanatics, it’s the ideal weather for movie nights. The kind that involves piles of blankets, hot cocoa, and a combination of new releases and old favourites. The kind that, funnily enough, Veronica and Martha had planned for the weekend and scheduled when the sun was still out.

Maybe the weather was on their side.

“Okay, you grab the JiffyPop and drinks; I’ll raid the candy aisle,” Veronica instructs. “I’ll meet you at the counter.”

“Don’t go crazy on the candy,” Martha warns her. “Orange soda or blue?”

“Orange, and I will go completely crazy on the candy.” Martha raises her eyebrow, a fond shake of her head, but there’s little she can do when there’s a five-dollar bill burning in Veronica’s pocket. Veronica shoots little finger guns at Martha before bouncing down the candy aisle, taking stock of all the treats on offer.

She grabs a packet of Milk Duds because they go great with popcorn and a sharing bag of red vines too. She grabs a packet of the little watermelons (Martha’s personal favourite) and chuckles as she picks up a sharing bar of Hershey’s (private joke). She drops her candy stash into her basket and is in the middle of a debate between the packets of Sour Patch Kids and the packets of chips on sale when something, or rather someone, appears behind her.

“Want a Slurpee with that?”

She only jumps a tiny bit, and she’s glad because it doesn’t show how the stranger scared the pants off her. Mostly because she was lost in her head, but still, what was the asshole expecting, coming behind her like that? She turns around, her basket still on her arm, and she has an entire rant about convenience store etiquette ready, but it dies when she sees who it is.

Jason Dean, or as he prefers to be known, JD. New kids are something of a rarity in Sherwood, Ohio, which means he’s front-page news at school. Branded The New Kid, and he’ll probably still be that at graduation. People have done their best to Make Him Feel Welcome, as Ms. Fleming brightly suggested (demanded) they do, and despite some pleasantries, no one’s quite managed to get him to their lunch table. Most of the time, he’s alone, always with a different book. He’s gone from Baudelaire to Dickens to Orwell.

Not that she’s paying attention.

“Well, hello, Jason Dean.” She leans up against the counter and gestures to the cup in his hand. “Not my thing, but if you play your cards right, you can buy me a Big Gulp.”

“Blasphemy, little miss. Slurpee is the signature dish of the house. Did you say cherry or lime?”

“I said Big Gulp.” She lets the smile linger on her lips, feels it grow wider as he turns around. He laughs it off, and she takes note of the dimples in his cheeks, the way his hair falls forward into his eyes in a way that may or may not make her heart pick up.

“You’re Veronica, right?” he asks. “Veronica Sawyer.” He holds his free hand up. “Not stalking. I just sit two rows behind you in English.”

“I remember,” she replies. “Yes, it’s Veronica Sawyer.” She crosses her arms over her chest and chews thoughtfully on her lower lip. “So… may I ask what brings you to Sherwood, Ohio?”

His smile falters then, the spark dimming in his eyes, and his free hand slides into his pocket. She kicks herself immediately, her with her stupid attempts at flirting and her stupid nose poking into other people’s business. This is why she only sticks to Martha and occasionally Heather Mac, and if the universe wanted to remind her, it could have done it less painfully.

“Uh, new foster placement,” he tells her after a minute. “My old group home got too crowded, and it turns out the only other place that would take a teenager with insane daddy issues was all the way across the state.”

“Oh,” is all she can find to say, for all her teachers praising her for her brains. One word, one syllable. “Well, that’s….” Cool? Nice? Fun? Interesting? Nothing is appropriate here, no matter what direction she turns in.

But then Jason Dean taps her arm, wearing a smile that’s equal parts charming and apologetic, and the smoke in her brain begins to clear.

“Sorry, I probably should’ve been a bit more tactful there,” he says. “I know it’s a bit of a wild thing to drop on someone. My tragic hero backstory and all that.”

“Well, if it means you end up leading a life of crime-fighting and protecting our town, it all works out.”

“Maybe. Not sure if I can pull off the tights and leotard.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ve got the legs for it,” she replies, and when he bursts out laughing, so does she. It feels weird, almost familiar. Like she’s known him for far longer than three days. She shuffles closer to him, pulled forward by her curiosity.

He eyes her basket and opens his mouth to say something else, but then the little bell rings at the shop door, and Veronica lets out a soft curse when she sees who it is.

What exactly her ex-girlfriend is doing at the 7-Eleven, she can’t fathom. This was on her list of places she could most definitely keep going to regularly after they broke up, and that list is depressingly small. This is meant to be the part of town Heather Duke, or any of the Heathers don’t grace with their presence, not even Macnamara. If they divided up the assets after breaking up last month, the 7-Eleven was definitely in her pile.

Or maybe not, she thinks as she watches Heather cross the floor in her heels, loose change in her hand.

The universe just will not let her be.

Duke notices her after she does, dark eyes widening at the sight of her. Veronica’s at a loss for what to do, whether to wave at her, flip her off, or just ignore her completely. She needs to think of something soon because Heather is moving closer towards her, and the last thing she needs is a not-so-subtle reminder of how she’s doing so much better than she is.

Her brain turns off, her body going into autopilot.

Instinct says to grab the closest thing to her, and the closest thing happens to be JD.

She whispers, “I’m sorry,” just loud enough so he can hear a second before her lips touch his, and by that point, she can’t exactly back out.

She doesn’t know what’s crazier; her kissing JD or the fact he kisses her back.

His hand is flat against her back, his other one cupping her cheek. She doesn’t know how experienced he is in these matters, but damn, he’s not bad. She’d even call him good. Maybe great. He tilts his head slightly but still lets her keep control, and his lips are soft and slightly cold from the Slurpee. It’s just slow enough to make it interesting, and he doesn’t pull away when she kisses him again.

When she does pull away, Heather is far past them, her pace too quick to be calm, and Veronica smugly counts it as a victory.

That is until she realises her hands are still balled up in JD’s shirt.

“I am… so sorry,” she begins. “I just… I know I shouldn’t have, but I just needed to do something to-”

“Woah, woah, woah, Ronnie,” he says. She only blushes slightly at the nickname. “Just answer me one question.” She nods, words catching in her throat, and he points up to where Heather is. “Ex?”

“Yup,” is her meek response, and to her shock, he laughs.

“Okay, Veronica Sawyer,” he tells her. “No hard feelings.” She untangles herself from him and retrieves her basket from where she dropped it on the floor. She looks behind and finds his Slurpee sitting on the shelf, standing out amongst the candies.

She’s tempted by the Slurpee offer, after all. She needs something to stop her cheeks from burning.

“I should go,” she says. “My friend, she’ll be wondering where I am.” She backs up, her eyes unable to leave his grinning face. “Um, thank you very much. For being so understanding about… that. All of that. Uh, see you around maybe. Yeah.”

She manages to turn herself around and takes the opportunity to stop hiding and let out a silent scream. She moves to go, to run and pay for her candy, and start plan to avoid him as much as humanly possible-or change her name and flee the state, that could work-but then he calls after her, and she stops in her tracks,

“Hey!” he says. She turns to face him again, and while he keeps a respectable distance, she can still see the smile on his face, all soft angles and laugh lines, and the telltale butterflies begin in her stomach.

“You’re busy this weekend,” he says. “What about next?”

That’s the story of Veronica Sawyer and Jason Dean’s first kiss.

For those who want to know, their second involves her pinning up against the wall of a McDonald’s bathroom and him breathlessly whispering her name against her lips.

[lilbabycee]

sundown // steve rogers 🌇

↳ summary: steve’s little ray of sunshine isn’t shining so bright.

↳ relationship: steve rogers x reader

↳ word count: 2.5k

↳ warnings: angst angst angst (i was in my feelings with this one), hurt/comfort and some fluff 

↳ author’s note: hi! i wrote a kind of sequel to daybreak today! i’ve been stuck in a writing rut for like two weeks but then @pinksdaydream​ inspired me to write some more for this! 🥰

READ DAYBREAK

A year later and Steve still hasn’t learned his lesson. Every day, he stares for hours at the brightest light that he’s ever had the pleasure of seeing in his many years of life. He can’t believe how close he is, how easily he’s able to touch and feel something- someone so precious. It’s a wonder that he hasn’t been burned yet, but he knows that it’s because this light doesn’t pose a physical threat to him - emotionally, perhaps, but rather, it’s much more the contrary. He basks it in, soaks in its warmth and revels in its brilliance all because he’s allowed to. He’s allowed to because this light is his. 

It’s you.

You’re not perfect - you tripped on the fluffy white rug in the living room and subsequently ran into the sharp marble corner of the kitchen island this morning alone - but you’re still his. However, this time you’re awake and standing in the kitchen - too far away from him. One of his grey Henley’s shields your entire upper half from his eager gaze and he silently curses himself for throwing you that shirt when you’d asked for one - if he was smarter, he would’ve just insisted that you walk around naked. He knows that your legs are completely bare, but his vivid imagination has to be the one to conjure up the image of those miles of exposed skin because his view is obstructed by the kitchen counter. For now, he’s stuck admiring you from the waist up. He bets that he could rip the counter right out of the tiled floor if he tried hard enough, but he knows that as of right now, he has more restraint than that. 

No matter what time of the day, not once in any of those twenty-four hours for the past one-thousand-one-hundred-and-eighteen days has he failed to be amazed by how you can make him feel like the asthmatic man he was all of those years ago by simply walking into a room, no matter whether or not you even know that he’s there. You’ve been quieter than usual lately, running endless back-to-back sprints as opposed to marathons inside your brain that wear you out because you refuse to take a water break. He knows what this is - he’s seen it before, watched you run so far only to drop the baton in the relay race at the most critical moment. And as much as he can coach you to not push so hard and pace your running, in the end, you’re the only one who can really make those decisions for yourself. 

Of course, you always take his advice in stride, using it to propel yourself those last few meters to the finish line. But time and time again, he’s watched you fall short, letting all the different facets of your overactive and often noisy brain speed past you to snap that finish line tape in half much like the way that they break your soul. Your aura dims considerably in moments like these, despite the glow of the late afternoon sun swallowing the white walls of your apartment and spitting out rays of golden light. One shines right on your face and Steve almost laughs - it’s as if the sun itself knows how deserving you are of the limelight - a star in his eyes having taken center stage in the production of his life. 

He’d let you take all of the attention any day. But you’re not like that - as much as you can be his little social butterfly, the taste of pink lemonade and cherry lollipops in your speech, there are still those days when he can both physically and emotionally see you sink in on yourself, the words you speak stinging him in a way that makes his entire body shudder just thinking about it. They always taste like copper to him.

He knows that you don’t mean it. It’s the way you’ve always been and who is he to think that he’s entitled to make you change it? But the way that you deal with what goes on inside your head isn’t healthy. He knows that. You know it, too. And you’re trying. That’s all he can ask for. 

And so here he sits on the floor of your living room, large body wedged in the sizable space between the coffee table and the couch that his back rests against. You’re directly in his line of sight - still too far away - but that’s okay because even though you haven’t spared him a glance or uttered a word to him in the past hour, at least you’re together. 

Sometimes he regrets the mantle that he carries around - Captain America. True, it is such an integral part of him but he can’t help but resent it some days. It keeps him away from you all too often. Time and time again, people have chased him just to meet the man in red, white, and blue. They’re not interested in the man behind the shield and honestly, he doesn’t know if he is either. There have been plenty of times where he’s spiraled into an identity crisis, unable to separate Steve Rogers from his superhero persona. 

But every single time, you’ve been there to work through it right alongside him. You’ve dealt with him at his very lowest - when he was in a hole deeper than rock bottom and couldn’t bring himself to get out of bed in the morning. So there has not been even one moment when Steve has thought about leaving you alone when you get like this. He now knows not to pry just as well as he knows that you don’t want to be by yourself in times like these. You may not explicitly vocalize it, but in the seconds when you do meet his stare across the dinner table or right before you fall asleep, he can see the love housed in the depths of your eyes and that’s more than enough for him.

His own eyes haven’t left you for the better part of the hour. His favorite black leather-bound sketchbook is open to what was once a blank page at the beginning of the day but is now an almost complete sketch of the angel in front of him. The luminosity of the sun on your body reveals your halo, usually hidden during the day but in rare moments like these, he’s able to appreciate your otherworldly presence casually standing in the middle of his kitchen with a hand propped against the edge of the counter. A notebook is set in front of you and Steve never thought that he could be so jealous of an inanimate object before - it’s held your undivided attention for hours. 

His eyes widen as you shift, leaning forwards to rest both of your elbows on the counter top to type something on your open laptop and giving him a clear view of your breasts through the gap in the front of your shirt. Your lips have been wrapped around a ballpoint pen for virtually the whole day which is how he knows you’ve been working hard because sucking on the ends of pens always helps you focus. He, on the other hand, can’t seem to focus at all as soon as you whip out one of those godforsaken pens. Steve swallows hard - almost immediately regretting wearing grey sweatpants as he adjusts the crotch as subtly as he can - and tears his eyes away from you to flip to a new page, sketching profusely so as to immortalize this moment in his sketchbook before his mind can even dare to forget it. 

In his haste, he doesn’t even realize when the silence is broken by the chime of your voice. 

“Steve. Steve.”

His hand moves fast and he’s squinting at the page in concentration, willing his brain to hold onto the picture of you bent over the kitchen counter as if he doesn’t have the real thing standing right in front of him-

“Stevie,” you call out, your brow furrowing slightly in concern. This makes his head snap up - finally - and you can’t help but notice how blown his pupils are and how strategic the placement of his sketchbook seems to be. You can pinpoint the exact moment that he starts to panic. For someone who is usually so stoic, he wears his heart proudly on his sleeve. Realization quite literally dawns on his face but it does nothing to alleviate the dusting of light pink across his cheeks. 

“I’m sorry, baby,” his unused voice is raspy but he doesn’t bother clearing his throat, as if he knows exactly how it makes you clench your thighs together where he can’t see them. “I was just really invested in- uh,” he hesitates, gesturing vaguely at the page that you can’t see, “the sketch. What’s goin’ on, doll?”

And the flower of your heart blooms at the look in those eyes that remind you so much of April showers, those eyes that are filled to the brim with the rain that has watered all of the dead and decaying blossoms that line your stomach, crawl up to your ribs and up your throat, their vines climbing up through your skull to wrap around your brain. That look alone, framed by those insanely long eyelashes, has extended a helping hand to your beaten-down spirit, telling it to dust itself off and keep going. 

“You’re staring, sweetheart,” Steve’s sinfully pink lips quirk up into a demure smile as he teases you, his thick beard shielding the brief flash of white teeth. You decided a long time ago that the beard has been the best thing to happen to you, as is the long hair that he’s currently running his hands through. 

“Sorry,” you say but continue to stare unabashedly at his beautiful face because you don’t mean it. You can’t help the way that your eyes trail down his chest that has woefully been covered by one of his too-tight black t-shirts, though you don’t miss the way that it strains against his bulging biceps, nor the way that it’s slightly rucked up at the bottom which gives you an eyeful of the dark blonde wisps of hair that travel downwards towards one of your favorite parts of his body. 

Steve, always so perceptive, doesn’t miss where your gaze has traveled, and he can’t help the self-satisfied smirk that grows on his face. It’s easy to forget that you’ve been down for these past few days when you have seconds like these in between those tired hours when you oversleep and he hasn’t slept at all because he’s too busy watching you.

“See somethin’ you like, baby?” he hums, continuing his sketch absent-mindedly because he knows that the image of you standing in front of him like a dream will forever be ingrained into his memory. 

Heat ignites your veins and blooms in your cheeks; you can’t help it when you look away, smiling shyly to the side. Steve has resigned himself to the fact that you won’t answer, going back to tracing careful lines with the point of his pencil. 

“In fact, I do,” you murmur, knowing that if it was anybody else, they wouldn’t have heard you. Steve’s eyes meet yours and you can almost taste the saltiness of the ocean on your tongue as he drowns you in their depths. He stands abruptly, casting his book to the side carelessly and taking long strides to get to where you are. 

Once his hand lands on your hip, the warmth seeps in through the cotton of your shirt and melts your entire body; it catalyzes the small eruption of the volcano in your chest, causing the burning lava of the breath that you didn’t know you were holding to spill over and out of your mouth in an audible sigh. His other hand soon joins the first, framing your body and pulling you back into him. You stare down at the dusting of hair on his forearms when he slips them around your waist and you squeal when he turns you around in his hold, meeting your eyes with a softness that you weren’t expecting.

“Do you wanna talk about what’s goin’ on with you, sweetheart?” he probes lightly in that same low voice, recognizing your deflection and not wanting to cause that volcano to explode. You bite the inside of your cheek, avoiding eye contact because you don’t want him to worry (you don’t know that he worries about you every second of every day because you’re almost his entire heart) but he grasps your jaw in his right hand. He ducks his head down a little, trying to catch your darting eyes. When they finally rest on him, he thinks that he’s dying because your stare is glassy and your lip is trembling. 

“Baby,” he coos, tugging you into his chest. You relent, releasing your hold on his forearms to throw your arms around his middle. It’s hard to hold back the tears anymore: Steve’s concern has kicked down the fragile floodgates of your emotional control. Pressing your head into his chest, he says nothing while your body shakes but it’s better this way. You know that you’d only cry even more if he started speaking. Instead, you inhale gasping breaths between babbling as you try to explain why you haven’t been yourself recently. He listens attentively, rubbing circles into your back and dropping frequent kisses on your forehead. 

The room is more orange than yellow by the time you can finally speak coherently. 

“M’sorry,” you sniffle into his shirt, fists clenching the material tightly. He pushes you away from him so there’s just enough space for him to lift his hands to your face. Slowly, he wipes any residual tears from your cheeks and underneath your eyes with this thumbs. 

“Nothin’ to be sorry for, baby,” he speaks softly, your face still in his hands when he presses a kiss to your nose, both of your now mostly dry cheeks, and then right on top of your lips. It’s chaste, only lasting about a second but it makes your soul sing nonetheless. 

You stand in silence for a beat longer, merely staring into each other’s eyes before something flashes in Steve’s eyes. You squish your face to his body again, feeling his chest rise slightly, signifying that he’s about to speak. 

“What did you need before, sweetheart?”

You’re confused. 

“What do you mean?

“When you were calling me before - what did you need?”

Now you get it. 

“Oh- I was just going to ask what you wanted for dinner...”

Your voice falters at the end because - and you have no clue why - this makes Steve throw his head back as he barks out a surprised laugh. You frown, narrowing your eyes at him slightly. 

“What?” you ask.

“Nothing - I just love you, that’s all,” he clarifies, casually throwing the sentiment out there because it’s so easy with you. It’s always easy, even when it’s not.

“I love you, too,” you place a lingering kiss on his jaw before pulling back to stare in his eyes with a grave expression on your face. Now it’s his turn to frown in confusion. “But seriously, what do you want for dinner?”

[armysantiny]

NCT 127; Their s/o is a wildlife researcher

Pairing: Ot8 x gender neutral reader // NCT (127)

Genre: fluff, headcanon

Includes: wildlife researcher y/n, research, Johnny’s is kinda a college au, cute reminders, sending cute pictures to y/n, being supportive boyfriends, appropriate concern for y/n’s safety, Yuta’s a lil protective, cuddling, coffee, listening to y/n’s  stories, placements

Word count: 1.46k

Warning: talks a lil about work-related injury,

Rating: Still pretty PG in my opinion, lmk if I should change it!

Networks: @kwritersworld​, @kdiarynet​, @kpopscape​, @ultkpopnetwork​, @kpopcontentcreatorsclub​​, @k-dinernet​, @lovesick-net​, @whipped-kpop-creators​, @ficscafe​, @neoswitchnet​, @nct-writers​

Tagging: @teeztheflag​, @intokook​, @cherry-hyejin​ || Taglist Form

An: Usually I use gifs when I write headcanons, but I couldn’t find any recent ones😫. Members under the cut! 

2024 edit: one member removed for obvious reasons.

쟈니 (Johnny)

1/2 of my 127 biases, let’s go Chicago! 

Johnny’s that kind of boyfriend that probably convinces you to follow your ambitions and become a wildlife researcher

Like, you two probably met during college and when he heard you were studying zoology, he got so invested

Helped you get your placements

Offers to drive you to when he’s free

Asks about the animals from time to time

You two would take a long car journey to the beach and he’ll ask you about your week

Listens to you with the biggest smile on his face

Please, he’s your number one fan

He knows all the stories about your favourite animals to work with

Cute :(

태용 (Taeyong)

Softest leader in kpop leggo-

I’m sorry, have you seen Yongie with animals?

He cares for them so much, and he turns into the freakin’ pleading face, he’s so precious

Our bubu :(

You tell him you’re a wildlife researcher and he looks at you in awe

This babie wants to hear everything

If this baby could fall in love with you anymore, he would

Is literally your number one fan

You’d come home from work and he’d immediately bring you to the living room to have a warm drink with him

He knows your job can be stressful sometimes, so he wants you to relax as much as possible

The stories! Tell Taeyong all the stories please!

He will give you his undivided attention

Will 100% ask if you’ve got a favourite species of animal to work with

Curious bubu :(

유타 (Yuta)

My second 127 bias, yay!

Yuta’s an interesting one for me, I don’t know why lol

We all know he loves nature

I’m sure he’ll really like that you work with animals

But like, since most of 127 (Mark lol-) said he gives 오빠 vibes, I feel like Yuta will be a little wary at times

Probably asks if you’ve been injured at work at all

Reminds you every day to be careful

Lets you ramble on about your day when you’re cuddling

Enjoys teasing you occasionally

“You can just go back to your research if you’re not going to give me a little attention~”

“Yuta!” cue pouting that just makes Yuta’s heart swell

“Just kidding baby~.”

Cute :(

도영 (Doyoung)

Bunny prince, you’re up!

I feel like Doyoung is kinda hesitant about you being a wildlife researcher

Like, he’ll ask some questions about it, but that’s kinda just it lol

Isn’t exactly the biggest fan of your job

But that’s what you love, so he’s not going to stop you; he loves you too much for that.

When you go on trips, he reminds you a thousand times that your life is still more important than your job

He knows you could get seriously injured, and he doesn’t want to see you hurt

If you come home with any pictures, he wants to see them

Admiring your work from a distance seems like a very Doyoung thing to do.

Sorry, this one’s kinda short-

재현 (Jaehyun)

Ayy cutie, your turn!

Jaehyun feels like he’ll react kinda like a mix of Johnny and Yuta

Like, he’s excited for you when you get the job and you tell him what you’ll be doing

But he also wants you to be safe in the meantime

Being safe and enjoying your job; why not have both?

He enjoys seeing the excitement on your face when you tell him about your latest research projects

If you have  to work late into the night, Jae gets you a coffee and makes sure you’re taking healthy breaks 

Honestly, he doesn’t get much sleep himself, so I see him sitting nearby watching a Netflix drama (ahem *cough Vincenzo *cough*) or scrolling through Twitter

Sends you posts while you’re working every now and then because it reminded him of you.

Imagine time!

You’re busy finishing some paperwork and your phone pings

Jaehyun’s in the corner giggling to himself

“What are you laughing at Jae?”

“Pfft- check your phone~”

So you do, and you snort laughing

“How...How did you even find this?”

You’re trying to ask him but you’re laughing too much

Gimme this please :(

정우 (Jungwoo)

Insert Mark’s “정우~” here lol

Again, Jungwoo’s one is a bit of a mystery to me

Not because I don’t know how he’ll react. but because I can see him reacting on multiple ways to you being a wildlife researcher.

Like, he could be very worried but supportive, excited and eager, or a mix of those two, you know?

Seperate ideas on how he’ll react aside, I think that Jungwoo will be pretty interested in your job

A wildlife researcher? Cool!

But then again, it’s dangerous, but he thinks you’re so brave for still wanting to do your job

So much admiration for you omg

You tell him about your upcoming research projects and he wants to hear everything

You send him a picture of you with an animal you’re working with and he makes it his wallpaper

If you go on trips, he sends you texts reminding you to look after yourself

Surprises you with a pampering session when you get back

“Baby~”

I can tell for a fact that Jungwoo likes watching your focused expression

“Yes Woo? Do you need something?”

He just shakes his head and tells you to keep working

Brings you snacks and drinks to your desk

Jungwoo best boy

마크 (Mark)

Insert Haechan’s “Oh Canada~” here lol

Mark seems like he’d be very chill about the idea, you know?

He’s cool with it :)

As long as you’re happy, go ahead, he’ll be there to support you

When he gets curious about your latest research, his eyes get those little sparkles in them

So pure

Listens to you and gives you his full attention

Wants to see all the pictures

When you’re stressed, he sends you voice clips of him singing or just rambling off about something that happened that day

Since I feel like Mark would date someone around his age, you’d probably be in the first few years

The stress would be a lot and he understands

If you need to unwind, Mark is ready with whatever you need

Always makes sure you’re looking after yourself

Daily little reminders through text (he so sends you little emotes too-)

He’s so adorable

해찬 (Haechan)

This child, let’s do this!

Again, since Hyuck is still 20 (well, he’ll be 21 this June), I feel like his partner wouldn’t be that older than him.

Probably two or three years

He admires you so much

You’re so driven, and he couldn’t be more proud of you

He gets excited when you tell him about the new research project you’ve been assigned to

Does tease you about your sleeping schedule

Like he gets any kind of sleep himself-

“Baby it’s midnight~ are you really going to let your boyfriend sleep alone?”

Honestly, he doesn’t mind that you have to stay up sometimes

He just likes seeing the ‘omg I love this idiot’ smile on your face whenever he teases you

It’s so cute

When you have a few days off, baby bear does not leave you alone

Clingy~

Will talk your ear off about his day, not that you really mind

Enjoys exaggerating things to hear you laugh at the end of a long day

Lets you play with his hair while you listen to him

Asks if he’s allowed to brag about your job to the rest of 127 (and the dreamies too-)

If you let him he will legit not shut up about how proud he is

Praises you for days

Has the biggest smile on his face when he talks about you

If he somehow gets the permission to put you on a vlog, he does his ‘Haechan cam’ skit with you

I want this love, it’s so playful and sweet :(

[talesfromaboozybard]

The Lancaster Smokehouse

“There is no such thing as a self-made man. You will reach your goals only with the help of others.”- George Shinn

    I’ve only two weeks left of my courses with Conestoga College’s Hospitality program and part of my course completion was to do a placement as a bartender/bar-back in a bar or restaurant.  I had reached out to a few establishments but only one contacted me back, and fortunately for me it happened to be my favourite restaurant, The Lancaster Smokehouse.

    This is my favourite restaurant because I have a personal history with it since I first was introduced to them. About 12 years ago I was introduced to this little hole in the wall restaurant called Hog Tails.  The owner is a motorcycle enthusiast and spent a lot of his time cruising up and down the southern states, visiting various smokehouses and dives picking up cooking techniques and secrets along the way.  He compiled all of these experiences and created a restaurant to bring some Southern Cooking to Canada. Being a southern boy I immediately fell in love with the place. 

    My partner at the time and I were engaged and putting together a Stag & Doe, which is a party put on by us to help raise money for our coming wedding.  I reached out to Hog Tails for a donation for our raffle table and they graciously donated a basket of goodies.  The owner even picked up some groceries for me on one of his many trips south when I had asked him to, as many ingredients cannot be purchased here that would be used in Southern cooking. 

    The success of Hog Tails was quite apparent.  They were often packed and getting seating was almost always a wait, it became the norm for my friends and I to order and pick-up to eat at home.  The success was so great that the owner bought the Lancaster in Kitchener and turned it into the Lancaster smokehouse.  

    The new location was spacious and would allow for the Lancaster Smokehouse to grow.  The asthetic at this time was an old floor that was patched up with old licesnse plates from different states.  They even had live music on Friday evenings! They were even been featured on You’ve Gotta Eat Here! Since then there have been some renovations, a beautiful wooden floor was installed, and recently some modern style booths have been introduced and have become a favourite of patrons.

    One particular evening I took a couple visiting from out of town to the Lancaster Smokehouse for dinner.  To our pleasant surprise we arrived on the evening of the restaurant’s 3rd year anniversary.  The live music that night had one of their servers playing and I distinctively remember loveing a blues cover of Michael Jackson’s Billy Jean. They had vendors there from craft breweries and local wineries so it seemed everyone was drinking for free that night.

    One of the other really fun things from that night was two of the cooks carved up some fertility chickens to bless the restaurant with future success!  The restaurant just celebrated their 10th year anniversary and Google reminded me of the fertility chicken picture I had taken 7 years ago. I had the pleasure of sharing the picture with the staff and with one of the original cooks who made it and he was so tickled that I had that to share. 

    Last night I finished my placement with this restaurant and it was really bitter sweet as I had grown to appreciate the staff there.  There was even a server that seemed unsure of me and maybe even a little stand-offish but he warmed up to me fairly quickly and he helped look out for me.  The evening servers and the management team made me feel like I was part of their team. 

    I received a beautiful parting gift from the staff; a gift box with Maker’s Mark bourbon, two matching glasses, and a bottle of the house made Cherry Bounce, used in their Cherry Bounce Old Fashioned. I am very grateful that the Lancaster Smokehouse is such a fundamental part of the beginning of my journey as a Mixologist. This restaurant and their staff have made their mark with me and will forever hold a dear place in my heart. 

    The Old Fashioned is a classic Whiskey cocktail that’s been around since the 19th century. A standard old fashioned is nice to enjoy, but variations are fun. 

   Insteard of a sugar cube or simple syrup, the Lancaster makes their own concoction called Cherry Counce.  The recipe is quite simple; equal parts cherries, sugar, and Jim Beam. The cherries they used were of the frozen variety.  After combining these ingredients together, you would let it sit for a week prior to using and it is a very potent modifier. 

Cherry Bounce Old Fashioned

2 oz bourbon 

1 oz Cherry Bounce

2 dashes of Angustora Bitters

1 king cube and a cherry (or 3!)

Pour all three of your ingredients into a rocks glass and stir gently to incorperate them.  

Add in 1 king cube, garnish with a cherry, and enjoy! 

Please drink responsibly & never drink and drive. 

[staytheb]

Tattoo

Pairing: ENHYPEN’s Jay x OC [Kierra] Genre: college!au, slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 3,585 Summary: Kierra finds out that she's been used as a part of one of her sorority's team's scavenger hunt due to the black heart and yellow rose tattoo she has. Fortunately, only her fellow sorority sisters know and everyone that's not in the know wants to get a picture proof of it to win a prize will have to do some extra work to locate the tattoo and its owner. Well, that's what Kierra hopes for. Part 2: Mine Part 3: I Know Part 4: Delivery

Warning: none.

hello! back with another little story featuring ENHYPEN's Jay again. he's been a little favorite as of late and just had to use him for this story. anyways, this piece has been in my drafts for awhile, but i just didn't know who to write it with or how to go about it. and then i saw a prompt and it's now being published! this story however has been tweaked from the original plots i had in mind and revised it to fit this fic. so yeah, happy reading! kthxbai~ happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

Kierra stirred awake, having to use the restroom. She saw her phone light up when she returned and checked the caller ID before answering.

"Hey, loser, what's up?"

She rubbed her face as she greeted her sister, Linna, before sighing upon hearing the words Linna had just told her.

"Seriously, Linna? You're so crazy. Actually, all of y'all are. Like, why?"

She ran a hand through her hair.

"Couldn't y'all have decided on a different person or persons who actually likes participating in our sorority's activities and has even cooler tattoos than me, too?"

She rubbed her face again despite the tiredness remaining.

"Yeah, I know that I'm the only one with this tattoo within the sorority and of it's placement, but that doesn't mean I want random people coming up to me to take a picture proof. That's such an invasion of privacy. Besides, Yonghwon has some pretty dope tats though. Why isn't she being included, hmm? She would be more fitting than me."

Kierra scoffed.

"No one has seen the watercolor one she got on her backside or the live action of the cheshire cat one on her upper side of her body. Those are seriously breathtaking. Makes me want to get a similar style done one of these days."

Kierra huffed, slightly annoyed.

"Whatever, you're crazy for putting me into this mix though."

Kierra's face scrunched up a second later.

"Why do you always gotta bring up Jay like that? It's not like I brought up Sunghoon for you like you do to me all the time."

Kierra clicked her tongue, annoyed once more.

"No, he has not seen it and no, we've never been that physical with each other. Besides, our relationship isn't like that. Yet, I guess."

Kierra huffed slightly angrily.

"Y'know what? I'm just gonna skip class and not go out today at all then."

Kierra groaned as she ran a hand through her hair again.

"Tch. Y'all are annoying, but fine since it's a team thing and Jinah won't bug me about sorority activities. I really don't want her blowing up my phone with reminders. Anyways, you owe me a month's worth of bubble tea though. Yeah, yeah, welcome. Bye."

Kierra hung up first before tossing her phone onto her bed and looked about her room with a deep sigh.

"Hopefully no one figures out I have the black heart and yellow rose tattoo of Nu Tau Zeta. I don't want none of them random people to have a picture of it or even coming up to me to take one."

A slow smile crept onto her face upon realizing that something was gonna happen today in her morning class.

"Oh, right. Chaeyeon's transferring in. I completely forgot about that. Definitely need to buy an extra drink today for her."

"You're very giddy today." 

One of her friends and classmates, Heeseung, commented when Kierra arrived to class in a cherry mood and headed for the group of six males consisting of Heeseung, Taehyun, Jay, Jake, Kai, and Sunghoon. This was the class that Chaeyeon would be transferring into and it made Kierra unusually excited to know she had a fellow Nu Tau Zeta among the group despite being good friends with the members of Beta Heta Mu. Kierra handed Heeseung his drink while letting out a distracted hum.

"Hmm?"

"I said you're pretty giddy this morning." Heeseung repeated with a laugh while taking his drink.

"Thanks."

"Welcome and do I seem happier than normal?"

"Yes." The young men chorused with a chuckle as Kierra rolled her eyes.

Jay cast her with a knowing look.

"Pretty happier than I'm used to."

Kierra set his drink in front of him with a teasing expression, but didn't comment.

"Anyways, did you actually sleep well today that you got enough sleep more than usual to be like this?" Taehyun asked with a chuckle as he avoided Kierra's playful smack.

"I always sleep well, Taehyun, thank you very much."

"Who's the other drink for?" Jake inquired as he took a sip of his own bubble tea while Kai poked the said drink, taking a sip of his own boba.

"Is it for you so that you can stay up in class this time?"

"It's mine." Chaeyeon answered as she appeared beside Kierra and the two hugged which caused the other six to stare at them in shock.

"What are you doing here?" Sunghoon questioned, puzzled just like the others.

"I'm a part of this class starting today."

She glanced at them, confused.

"Didn't Kierra tell you about it?"

"Kierra doesn't tell anyone anything." Jay deadpanned as Jake agreed with a goofy smile.

"Yeah, that's true. She just leaves notes or simple texts regarding things related to the class, but never about anything outside of that."

Kierra grinned at them as she and Chaeyeon took their seats.

"That's right. Y'all don't need to know about what goes on with my life, anyways."

Before the others could counter, the now group of eight quieted themselves as their professor entered the room to start their lesson. While he talked and recapped from last week's lesson, the two women were whispering to themselves about other things not related to class.

"So I heard that you're part of a scavenger hunt for Team Unicorn." Chaeyeon whispered as Kierra scoffed.

"Linna really knows how to get me involved without doing too much."

Chaeyeon giggled quietly.

"She does. I thought I was bad, but you're pretty low-key for a Nu Tau Zeta member, too."

"I know, but there's a few of us that are like that though." Kierra agreed with a laugh.

"Anyways, since it's a team thing and I get participation points so I'm good for the rest of the school term."

"Must be nice."

"Obviously, unlike you."

"Touche, but I think Serena's pretty bad, too."

"We're all bad."

"Anyways, everyone's buzzing around on campus of who the girl with the tattoo is of our sorority could be."

"Seriously? How did it get out that fast? Linna just told me that they barely decided to include me like two hours ago."

"Dunno. It wasn't us, but Megan saw a few online posts, repeatedly asking which Nu Tau Zeta member had a black heart and yellow rose tattoo and if it was really true or not."

Chaeyeon shot her friend with a knowing look.

"And it just so happens that I only know one person in Nu Tau Zeta that has such a lovely tattoo proving it's true and real, especially around the lower stomach and side area which shows in the online pictures that are circulating around campus."

"Seriously, that's crazy. How did those pictures get released?"

"Dunno, but there's no one else that may have a picture of your tattoo or something?"

"Nope, but I regret that late night swim with our sorors we all did last semester which revealed it. So maybe one of them took a few."

Chaeyeon nudged her playfully.

"It's not a bad thing. We admire it and one of the beautiful secrets of yours. I wouldn't doubt if Jinhee or Miso uploaded a vague image of it."

Kierra scoffed with a ghost of a smile on her lips.

"I wouldn't doubt it since they're the ones that likes teasing me the most about it."

"Very true."

"Hey," Taehyun interrupted the two's conversation, "What are you two talking about over there ever so quietly?"

"Your face." The two answered in a nonchalant manner causing the others to laugh as Taehyun rolled his eyes.

"I know I'm handsome, but you guys don't have to admire it in whispers. I'm all ears for these compliments."

"Oh, by the way," Jay interjected, "I heard Team Unicorn of Nu Tau Zeta is doing a scavenger hunt like what Beta Heta Mu did a month ago, but other fraternities, sororities, and those not part of one could participate in it, too. I heard that the ultimate bonus point can be claimed by finding the Nu Tau Zeta member with the black heart and yellow rose tattoo."

He looked at the two females with an eager smile.

"Who is it? I wanna know."

"Yeah, who is it?" Jake joined in, just as eager.

"I want to claim the gigantic rainbow alpaca plush prize."

"Oh, me, too." Sunghoon added with a smile.

"But I want the black and green sparkling dragon plushie."

"Don't they have other prizes besides the stuffed toys?" Kai asked a second later.

"They do." Heeseung responded with a laugh while pointing at Jake and Sunghoon.

"But these two want the toy either for themselves or their dogs."

"I mean, a comfortable plush doll makes a great pillow."

"Agree."

Kierra just had a thought as she nudged Chaeyeon while speaking in a hushed tone.

"Wait. Aren't those the plushies that were supposed to be for me when I won them during the summer quiz though?"

"Oh, so you do remember them then?"

Chaeyeon cast her with an amused tone while stifling a laugh.

"I'm sorry, but you never claimed them and or even talked about them again. So, Jinah decided to put them up as some of the prizes as Jiyeon stated it would save us money instead of buying something else."

"But I told Saerom to tell the others I'll claim it later since I wanted to give one of them to my niece as a Christmas present."

"Oh, well, too late. You can't now."

"Lame."

"Hey, ladies?" Jay interrupted the duo as the pair focused back on their friends.

"Hmm?"

"So are you guys gonna tell us who she is? The member with the black heart and yellow rose tattoo."

"No." Both females chimed in unison while giggling.

"I bet these two don't even know since they're always so low-key." Taehyun reasoned with a knowing grin with Kai laughing also agreeing.

"Yeah, pretty much so. I think, it's better to ask the other active members of Nu Tau Zeta."

"He's right." Kierra agreed with a nod before some of the boys look over at Sunghoon.

"Why don't you ask, Linna?" Heeseung suggested with an obvious tone.

"She's part of Team Unicorn and she should know."

"Yeah, bother her." Kierra jumped on the suggestion despite knowing that it would be difficult for Sunghoon to do so unless he asked someone else that wasn't his sister of that team.

"I'm sure the others will give y'all more hints compared to the others."

As much as Kierra didn't want to be a part of it at all, she knew that the hints her members would give wouldn't be so easy to comprehend. Meanwhile, Sunghoon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck with an an awkward expression.

"Yeah, you see, Linna's kinda been ignoring me at the moment or well hardly speaking to me as of late."

"What did you you do?" The other males chorused as Kierra knew, but didn't mention it.

"Um, honestly, it's hard to say."

Chaeyeon leaned closer towards Kierra and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Did he eat her secret stash again?"

"No, not really. It's kinda been a silent issue on her part though yet he doesn't really get the hint of what she's been trying to talk to him about." Kierra answered vaguely, knowing it was a sensitive topic for Linna to talk about.

"Although I'm just gonna say that it's more with their own low-key relationship since it's been a little over a year since they started dating."

"Oh, right. That's true. Just like you. Well, at least you and Jay are doing fine then."

"For the most part."

Kierra chuckled as Chaeyeon eyed her friend curiously.

"Does he really not know it's you?"

"Yeah."

"You're a mean one."

"You're the same with Yeonjun."

"Touche."

Chaeyeon cast Kierra with a mischievous expression.

"So does that mean the both of yo-"

Kierra shot her a dark look to not finish that sentence. Chaeyeon paused and backed off with a playful smile.

"Got it. I got it. I'll stop teasing you for now."

Kierra rolled her eyes, but a small smile graced her features. Soon the professor began asking the students questions and the group of friends focused on the lesson for the morning.

"Classes are done for the day and now I have the rest of the late afternoon to mid-evening to chill." Kierra mused as she exited the classroom.

"Maybe I'll get a boba fix before returning to the house."

She walked down the empty corridors as she had been the last to leave class while stretching her arms upwards and failed to notice another door opening a moment later and ran into it causing her to stumble backwards. Kierra roughly fell down with a soft groan while the other person squatted beside her to make sure she was alright.

"Sorry, Kierra."

She recognized Jay's voice as he apologized.

"Are you hurt badly?"

Because Kierra had stretched earlier and bumped into the door, she was unaware that her shirt had slightly risen. When Jay's eyes wandered over her body to inspect for any injuries, his eyes noticed a partial black and yellow tattoo around her lower stomach and left rib cage which seemed quite similiar to an earlier discussion of said tattoo. Without thinking, he instantly lifted the shirt higher to be met with the special black heart and yellow rose tattoo of the Nu Tau Zeta member for Team Unicorn's scavenger hunt. Kierra shoved his hand away while quickly standing up and pulling her shirt back down with awkward looks.

"It's you."

Jay stared at her in shock while pointing a finger at Kierra.

"You're the one with the black heart and yellow rose tattoo that we were talking about earlier."

"It's a fake." Kierra denied as she began to back up from the oncoming situation.

"It's to distract y'all from finding the real one."

"No, it's not." Jay disagreed with a puzzled expression.

"That looks totally real. You and Chaeyeon knew this whole time and didn't say anything."

Kierra didn't reply while planning on running away when she noticed Jay was about to stand back up. More out of panicking than thinking, but Kierra shoved him back down causing Jay to stumble backwards before turning around and making her escape. Jay quickly recovered and gave chase. Kierra ran down the corridor, made a right instead of a left to avoid the elevators, not wanting to wait for them. Of course, she wondered why her last class of the day for today had to be at the highest floor within the building of all days. Kierra shook her head as she sped down the stairways while hearing Jay's voice and steps closing the gap between them.

"Kierra, wait!"

Unconsciously, Kierra glanced over her shoulder in mid-run down a flight of stairs to witness Jay jump from the middle of the upper stairs and over the railing to land on the lower set of stairs she occupied to catch up to her. Before Kierra could even react, it resulted with the two of them crashing down the rest of the steps and landing onto the next platform. Both groaned with Kierra pushing Jay away from her, annoyed.

"You're so crazy!"

She lightly slapped him while sitting up right.

"Why would you do such a thing?"

She eyed him weirdly as Jay continued to lie on the floor, but on his back this time as he breathed in and out slowly.

"Dunno. Just seemed like the right thing to do at that time."

That earned him another slap from Kierra. Jay groaned once more before eyeing her.

"Injured person here."

"Right. That's your fault."

Kierra slowly got to her feet and made sure she wasn't that sore or injured. Just a slight ache here and there, but other than that she was totally fine. She glanced at the male as he looked up at her. Jay offered his right hand for her to help him lift him to his feet.

"You can do it yourself, Jay."

"Nah. Help me up, Kierra."

She eyed him suspiciously as he shook his hand to indicate that he wanted her assistance.

"Fine."

Kierra crossed her arms so that she could grip his right hand firmly with her own right hand and offered her left hand for his so that she could pull him up easily. Jay placed his left hand in hers as she steadied her feet to pull him up without staggering once he was on his own two feet.

"There. You should be fine now."

Jay cast her a small smile.

"Lend me your shoulder, Kierra. I don't think I can walk."

"No. That's still your own fault for jumping earlier. Use the wall or the railing to aid you."

"C'mon. I only did it because you wouldn't stop running."

"Obviously, Jay, I would run away in the first place."

Jay ignored her words and reached out an arm to wrap it around Kierra's shoulder, but she ended up pushing him away instead which caused the male to stumble over his own feet and fell down another small flight of stairs. Jay groaned in obvious, but not serious pain again while Kierra grimaced at how he must've felt. As much as this would give her the opportunity to run away, but she couldn't leave him like that. Kierra made her way down the steps and crouched by Jay's side as he was able to re-position himself back onto his back like before.

"From one to five, how much pain are you in?"

"Ten."

She rolled her eyes and patted his stomach.

"C'mon, it's not that bad. It's just ten stairs."

Jay shot her a pointed look.

"I fell down three sets of those."

"Technically, you jumped from one set of stairs, fell against the second set of stairs, and got pushed down the third one."

Kierra remarked with a chuckle and a nod.

"Still, the first two weren't my fault. That was all you. I do apologize for the third one though."

Jay didn't comment as Kierra cast him a soft look.

"How about I make it up to you?"

"Really?"

Jay became intrigued. Kierra nodded again with a hum.

"Mmhmm."

"How about a kiss?"

"That hardly seems like something worth doing, Jay."

"Oh, it's worth doing for sure, Kierra."

Jay cast her with a cheeky grin and Kierra smacked his stomach.

"You play too much."

"Fine, then. Lemme claim that ultimate bonus point and we're even."

Kierra's expression dimmed.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"Why?"

"No real reason, but I would like to see the full tattoo though."

Kierra scrunched up her face as Jay cast her with a cheeky grin.

"And then I can take you out on a bubble tea date later and get that kiss, too."

She slightly glared at him.

"Linna had something to do with this, huh?"

"Hmm, maybe?"

His eyes twinkled and she just rolled her eyes.

"At least I get my sorority's activities counted because of it."

"Although, the whole kiss part was all my idea since someone hasn't been giving me enough attention and other affections lately."

Kierra could hear the pout in Jay's tone as she cast him with a playful look.

"Aww, do you want my attention that badly?"

"Obviously."

"And do my kisses mean that much to you, too?"

"Most definitely."

"Okay then."

Kierra slowly leaned closer with puckered lips and Jay anticipated the affection, but he instantly caught the teasing look in her eyes and knew what she was about to do. So with his arm that was closes to her, he raised it to prevent Kierra from backing away, leaving her to slightly hover above him instead. Quickly, with the same hand that prevented her from moving, he firmly held the back of her neck in place and he slightly raised the upper part of his body to meet Kierra halfway for a kiss. He broke the kiss a moment later with a self-satisfied grin. Kierra rolled her eyes as she smacked his stomach despite being slightly flustered by the physical intimacy just now.

"Like I said, Jay, you play too much."

Jay laughed as the hand that held the back of Kierra's neck moved to caress her cheek instead in an affectionate way.

"Because you still like to play hard to get, Kierra."

Kierra didn't bother to comment, but a subtle smile graced her features. The reaction didn't go unnoticed by Jay though.

"Let's kiss again. I missed how that felt and I know you enjoyed it, too."

She smacked his stomach once more with the smile disappearing and being replaced by a neutral expression.

"No. I have other things to do besides cater to you."

"Fine. Just help me up and we can discuss the whole tattoo thing."

"I guess."

Kierra reluctantly agreed with a sigh as Jay grinned widely. Kierra stood up right and offered her right hand out to him.

"Let's go or else I'm leaving you here for sure this time around."

Jay laughed as he took her offered hand and offered his left to hers like last time. Yet this time around, Kierra actually assisted Jay as the two made their way down the rest of the stairways slowly while discussing how to take a picture proof of Kierra's tattoo. Although she shot down every suggestion Jay had told her which involved the both of them doing some cringe-worthy poses. Kierra wanted none of that and Jay just told her they'll discuss it further during their boba date.

[jaeminlore]

bard!taeil ^_^

commissioned by @warmau luv u thank you for giving me free reign i’m sorry i used it all on world building

words: 5k+

a/n: sorry this is a bit late ! also for any mistakes !

okay first thought when given free reign of a story is PRINCE or ROYAL bc that is where my mind is for every story i love a good castle moment

i just think they’re neat ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

but yknow i was thinking about bards and also my skyrim game and how annoying yet precious the bards are in the inn. and if that is not taeil i will eat my own foot,,,,, like omg i forgot his name i think it’s mikael?? he’s at the inn in riften!!! i beat him up to preserve the honor of some lady and now we’re best friends ^_^ anyways he’s lovable and it makes me think of taeil

i miss taeil i read a post about how precious he is and it made me feel some type of way ,,,,, my favorite taeil era was cherry bomb bc the CHOKER and the EYELINER and he just felt like the embodiment of that tiktok sparkly filter

okay now that that’s over

this story is set in a lone kingdom called intima,,,, intima is a word meaning the heart of something and it’s where the word intimacy comes from and it makes me feel warm and happy so i assume it will make the people of intima happy too !!!!! it’s an island centered around the sun — and YOU my dear reader are the eldest princess, the first before six younger siblings !!!

as the oldest, the throne is in your future, and you are set to be the reigning queen WHICH you are quite excited about this isn’t one of those aus where you hate your kingdom and your job and serving,, you LOVE your people and your culture and you genuinely can’t wait to become queen

i’m going to set the world!!!! bc world-building gives me endorphins >.>

intima is a HEAVILY floral-filled island. the clivia (or bush lily) is the capitol flower, often associated with patriotism or pride for intima as an island!!! it’s the flower people pin to their chest during coronations or royal festivals!! and the yellow/orange/coral shades are often what you and your siblings wear to represent yourselves and your island.

intima is a land of equality!!! bc i said so!! and also because the culture is purely built on gratitude and kindness ,,,,, i like to think the spirituality or “religion” in the culture is the worship of the sun and the warmth it brings,,,, a sort of serving the thing that shines a path for the hopeless!!!! there are hundreds of poems and legends and songs about the sun and who she once was and why she blesses intima with her harvests and all kinds of other things and i do have the time to get into it but i know all of you do not

intima also believes that art is hard work!!! and it’s one of the most respected jobs there are!!! like a busker or a street painter are often praised and it’s expected of islanders to tip them and stay to praise them a bit!!! and usually they’ll sell their art (if that’s what they made) afterwards!!!! and poets will read for the children and adults alike and they’ll sell their services to like,,, people who struggle to put their words down on paper and it’s all very helpful and lovely

farmers and fishermen are well respected as well!!!! ofc they bring the food in and the vendors at the marketplace sell them while the artists keep entertainment going. it’s a lovely system and often as the seasons change people will shift their jobs so a vendor will decide to create for a season or a fisherman may decide he wants to sell wares,,, it’s a system so that people can enjoy where they are as well as express they’re creativity properly

and the wealth is distributed equally so that no one goes hungry!!! everyone helps each other out to find a job that fits them!!! and not many people take advantage of the system because it’s quite shameful to refuse helping your fellow neighbor

so yes!!! kindness and helping each other out is not only expected but it is often an indicator of how respected you are as a member of society

ungrateful people get the shame cone >:(

the island is HUGE and set in a sort of jagged star shape, with villages and markets surrounding the castle itself!!! and there’s a moat surrounding the castle made from the streams that trail in from the sea ,,,, and the harbors are quite beautiful if you stand atop the castle walls you can see the ships come and go and it is just *chef’s kiss* immaculate

and the moat is so beautiful i can just imagine the ferns!! like palm brush ferns and tiger lilies and birds of paradise just lining either side of the moat,,, so pretty :( and the moat isn’t to keep people out!!! it’s actually a natural pool for the villagers when it gets too hot :)!! but otherwise the drawbridge is always down so people can come and go throughout the courtyards

similarly, the castle walls run down the island as main roads, leading to the actual castle where the main courtyard sits.

you and your siblings are very personal with your subjects, and it’s not uncommon for the princes and princesses to walk hand in hand with those of a lower class than them,,,, esp bc there isn’t really a class system in place. since wealth is evenly distributed,,,, it’s evenly distributed to the royals as well, and everyone lives comfortably. the only added expense are gifts!!! so if there’s a birthday or something more wealth might be offered to the recipients by default

the courtyards!!! are so beautiful!!! there are four in total but the one i want to focus on is the coronation courtyard!!! this is the courtyard where the coronations and celebrations are held!!!

but when there aren’t any coronations, it’s where people hang out to have picnics or sell their wares or tell stories!!!

and this is where we see taeil!!!!

every day our hero brings his life and ~sings~ a different story to whoever happens to be walking by. he’s actually hugely popular with many of intima’s people,,,, mostly because his voice is like HONEY and his smile reminds everyone of home

he has like,,,,, kind big brother who only comes home for thanksgiving but each time is more memory-filled than the last energy ,,,,, anyways

you don’t actually notice him at first!!! because usually he isn’t in the coronation courtyard.

also you’re too busy planning your OWN coronation

#queenshit and all you know the vibes

it actually isn’t until yuta points out that there is a “very tiny man singing about how beautiful you are” in the courtyard that you’re actually like,,,, okay,,,,,, interesting..?

and at first you’re like shut up yuta i’m trying to work on seating placements you know ten from iacto can’t sit beside donghyuck from stella or they’ll start a prank war during MY coronation

also there are a lot of people who write songs about you and your siblings that’s just how the vibes are !!!!!

you and your siblings are known for your beauty and kindness, so many creatives often use y’all as muses

so you just brush it off

and go back to your planning

which actually consists of you begging your advisors to make little goodie bags for everyone on the entire island (they WILL eventually agree because who doesn’t want a small bee charm necklace or some cleansing crystals)

but i digress

it’s not until you visit the courtyard to finalize the seating arrangements that you actually see the man your brother was talking about

at first you don’t even realize it’s the same person

sure, this man is short, but he is nothing like the unattractie picture you painted in your mind. not that short men are unattractive, but most men who hit on you are often uhhhh creepy and old bc intima is a beautiful place but men are still a disease

this man is, dare you say it, handsome.

like prettily handsome

his hair is a warm chestnut that falls over his eyebrows in loose curls. strands curl and bend around his ears and his eyes are lined with what seems like kohl

his lips are pursed, and he’s too far away for you to hear him, but he seems to be singing

you tear your eyes away from his coral-colored jerkin and try to focus on the seating arrangements

in the end, you leave the work to your advisors, choosing to break away and listen to the lonesome bard

and just IMAGINE for a moment taeil singing like real people do by hozier

just taeil singing any hozier song i cannot get over the thought of it >_>

those are the vibes for this story

taeil a sexy irish bog man

not really but i’ll bookmark the idea for later !!!!

okay so imagine him singing real people do or sunshine and it’s so gentle and warm coming from his mouth that you’re entranced at the very start of it,,,, you’ve heard tales of sirens luring sailors into the sea,,, and they’ve always sounded quite far fetched but now that you’re hearing taeil’s voice you’re like,,,,,, maybe it’s possible

you sidle up to another listener and ask for his name

“taeil moon”

it’s a befitting name. you run it over your tongue for a good while until it feels familiar,,, and when the song is finally over, you clap and shout a few praises, thinking your voice would get caught in the crowd

but taeil catches your gaze, and he strums a sour note on his lute. it’s a swift apology and an even swifter exit as he leaves the courtyard.

you watch him go, unsure as to why he seemed so uncomfortable knowing you were there. “is he alright?” you ask the same listener who told you taeil’s name. they answer, “he’s never left a set before. perhaps you frightened him, princess.”

you DID frighten him. moving into taeil’s point of view, the man has been declaring his infatuation with you for months now and you’ve never come to listen. he suddenly feels naked and vulnerable,,, the one person he chose to write songs about is the future queen and he could very well be executed for such unauthorized poetry

(as if executing is something intima didn’t outlaw ages ago)

so taeil is just a tiny bit dramatic, and he clings to the honest hope that you came to his show late and didn’t hear his declaration. his “all my love songs of now and forever after are for the princess y/n” that he starts every set with. he feels like a fool, so he finds himself hiding in the royal gardens, far behind the brush and hedges, where a lone forgotten fountain rusts. still water bubbles out of the spout, but there isn’t enough for the fountain to actually flow, so it just makes an incredibly awkward gurgling sound as taeil strums his lute and tries to collect his thoughts

taeil doesn’t just like you because you’re the princess. it goes so much deeper than that; he has one faint memory of his graduation out of bards college (it’s a thing in skyrim so it’s a thing in my au) and it consists of you meeting with all of the graduates and giving them each a bush lily from your own personal garden,,,,,,, you also wrote everyone a handwritten letter addressing them by name !!!!!!!!!

and it’s not much to go by at all, and taeil would feel incredibly foolish even bringing up the memory, or the fact that he keeps the card in his memeriy box,,,,, because it’s obvious that you don’t remember him from it, but he can still remember the color of your eyes up close, and he knows what it feels like to be on the receiving end of your smile,, and just the memory of your fingers grazing his when you handed him the flower and card makes his cheeks warm with childlike fondness

he’s a fool, he knows. he’s also a coward, because he ran at the very sight of you

“you ran off before i could tell you how lovely your voice is.”

taeil falls into the rusting fountain as soon as you round the hedge. he has no idea how you managed to find him, but he can’t really think much about it because he’s soon coughing and shivering from the cold and dirty water he’s just fallen into. he mourns his lute,,,,,, just floating in the shallow water ,,,,,, it’s not dead it’s just wet :/

“oh dear i’m so sorry!” you grab his hand and help him out of the fountain, wincing at the way his clothes cling to his body. (Wait. wait. taeil’s lil baby tummy.... through the sheer shirt,,,,,,, like after he takes off his jerkin to dry it out :(((( omg he’s so cute) “i just wanted to compliment you.”

“thank you, princess,” taeil manages to get out. he paints a smile on his face even though he feels like he’s never been put in a more awkward situation. “it means a lot, honestly.” he decides to avoid the topic of having a crush on you, because he thinks he has experienced plenty of embarrassing moments today, thank you very much. so he changes the topic completely. “good luck, uh, on your coronation. i’m looking forward to it.”

you lower yourself into a mock curtsy. “why thank you. save me a dance during the after party, won’t you?”

taeil nods, not trusting himself to speak, and you bid him goodbye

y’all know taeil’s face where he’s just cheesin. like :D

that’s his face for the rest of the day. and every day up until the coronation !!!!!!

and you visit him!!!! when you can !!!!!!!!

taeil has a very easygoing personality i feel like after the initial awkwardness he’d actually be the one to initiate a friendship!!! like sometimes he leaves you letters by the old fountain !!!!!! :((((

and taeil’s letters are very friendly but every once in awhile he’ll slip in song lyrics that make your heart flutter!!!! just imagine your favorite love song or folk song written out by taeil to you because he learned it and it made him think of you :(( i’m crying and i know you’re crying

one day you have a picnic!!!!!!!!! and it’s just the two of you and taeil thinks he should be nervous but he genuinely does enjoy your company,,,,, and he kinda sort of slowly starts to think of you less as a muse and more as a friend,,,,,, or even maybe a potential ,,,,,,,,, l o v e r oooohhhhhhhh,,,, omg it’s so cute tho he lays out a blanket in front of the fountain and the two of you eat sandwiches and apple juice and :(( eventually the sun makes you both a lil tired so you fall asleep side by side

and you get kind of flustered when you wake up beside taeil like oh 😳 okay 😳 now 😳

the two of you hang around each other in secret. not because it’s against the law or it would be publicized or anything like that,,,, intima is a very casual island and no one would bother the two of you too much,,,,,,,,, but taeil feels like a little secret you aren’t sure you want to share ,,, also your brothers and sisters would tease you relentlessly for giving your time to someone KNOWN for singing love songs about you

your friendship w taeil feels a bit like a bird feather on a windy day,,,,,,, like one hesitant breath could blow him away,,,,,,,, but taeil is so FUNNY and warm and gentle and COMFORTABLE that you slowly start to feel yourself fall for him.

taeil is a story-telling bard in the way that the songs he sings often tell stories of his life or the life of someone famous, installed in their hearts from the moment they were all in elementary school. like imagine him singing a tale about the greek gods or norse mythology or perhaps he goes and bit more fairytale and songs of thumbalina or sleeping beauty

he’s an amazing storyteller, so much so that when the two of you hang out, he often recites some form of verse to you, especially if it’s a legend you love dearly (SIRENS) ,,,,,, but the one thing that kind of irritates you is that he has yet to sing you one of his legendary songs that are “supposedly” for you

you’re not trying to be prideful, but this is the lovely singer everyone has told you about, and you still haven’t heard any of his original songs. or at least, his original songs dedicated to you. you’re very curious to see what you look like in taeil’s eyes, even though it might make you feel horribly vulnerable.

and taeil is like :) obviously :) i’m not going to sing love songs :) about my crush :) to my crush :)

but it’s whatever.

what i want to talk about is the coronation babey !!!!!!!!!!!

it’s very public,,, in the middle of the courtyard,,, and all the market stalls are up selling their wares to the large crowd!!!!! and kids are playing in the moat !!!!! sort of a summer festival and you’re the main event lol. like some people will gather and watch the coronation and some people will be off dancing on the other side of the courtyard but everyone is celebrating the same thing!!

and this is a high fantasy setting so there aren’t any modern things like microphones or speakers aside from a copper horn or smth ,,, but it’s all very fun and festive!!!!

merchants are selling banners of orange and gold,,, yellow roses and tiger lilies,,,,,,, flower crowns and faux scepters for the little kids!!!!!! and there’s lively music for people to dance and celebrate to,,,,,, and can you guess who is in charge of the music !!!!?! TAEIL

he’s got an entire band leading the courtyard and it’s all traditional songs for the most part of taeil is able to slip in a few love songs now and again. and ofc everyone loves them bc they know taeil and OBV it’s hard to hate taeil

but :( you aren’t really focusing on the music since it’s such a big day for you but if you were you’d know that taeil is singing his original songs :((( all the love songs about you,,,,,,,,,,

and i SWEAR i can imagine taeil singing hozier-esque songs..... omg or like mystery of love ,,,,, imagine him singing mystery of love on one side of the courtyard while you’re getting crowned queen on the other side

that image is something that can be so personal to me ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

:(((( and you’re dressed in a tan and peach maiden dress,,,, cloaked in golden silk with day lilies tucked in your hair,,,,,,,,, omg or BRAIDED into your hair,,,,,, you just look like a sun goddess okay golden by harry styles are the vibes ALRIGHT babes,,,, and there’s a speech to be made and someone made cake for the masses,,, so you get a bit caught up it everything

taeil isn’t really in the crowd for the coronation as i already stated before ,,,,, but he can kind of hear everything that’s happening and it makes him just smile to himself as he messes with his lute :((( omg if you guys haven’t heard you are gold by the national parks THATS the song taeil sings as the celebrations are dying down

and all the street lanterns are lit and people are quieting down and eating or chatting or rounding up their kids for bedtime !! omg little kids racing past and giggling, their flower crowns askew as they shout about becoming a queen one day :( that’s so cute esp to imagine taeil watching them fondling and waving at them as they pass

and there are fireflies all around!!!! lighting the pathway!!! it’s just so cute and soft and lovely think tangled at last i see the light scene OKAY except it’s not on water it’s a festival and it’s beautiful every seems to be glowing in the light

this au is partially inspired by tangled,,, or the kingdom of corona (lol) so

anyways back to you are gold

the chorus is as so: “you are gold / you are all i see / you are aurum scarce and meant for kings / and i will wait if it’s time you need / what i see in you i hope you find in me.”

and can’t you just SEE taeil singing that absentmindedly not really knowing that you’re making your way to him and then he just looks up during the final chords and he just,,,,,,, fumbles the music and his voice cracks a little (but how COULDNT it bc you’re so beautiful and angelic and taeil could easily picture the stars against your skin and in the shade of your eyes)

“h-hi,” he stutters. “you look. nice.” :D

i think taeil is pretty confident with his feelings but i also feel like he can be quite clumsy with them as well. if that makes sense. but on the other hand confessing to the now-queen of your island is a bit much and taeil isn’t really ready to be rejected on a regal level.

“thank you,” you say. AND!!! you can feel your cheeks get hot because taeil is quite handsome and you DEFINITELY heard the last few lyrics of the song and it ignited feelings inside of you that you weren’t sure you’ve felt much of before.

you kind of just want to take his hand and go spend some ~ alone time ~ with him ^_^

“you know,” you sit down beside him and wrap your cloak around yourself. “everyone has been telling me that you’re quite famous for dedicating your love songs to me. how come i haven’t heard such declarations?”

taeil’s ears turn red and he smiles down at the lute in his lap. “isn’t it a bit disrespectful to make you listen to all the songs i write for you?”

“i want to hear them!! genuinely!!”

can you just IMAGINE taeil holding eye contact and singing sunshine by hozier >:( or like ANY song by ray montangue for today we’re pretending taeil wrote all of these

hold you in my arms by ray montangue YOO :((

just taeil strumming and singing sort of under his breath because he doesn’t really want anyone else to share this lil moment with you. and he’s so sweet like i imagine after he sings he doesn’t expect any praise and he certainly doesn’t expect you to confess your love or anything like that

bc taeil is a respectful future king

LIKE JUST IMAGINE kind of grabbing his face and just giving him a lil kiss,,,,, a lil smooch,,,,, if you will

taeil is probably rlly pretty just after being kissed like his eyelashes would flutter so prettily and it would be so soft like he’d just press his forehead against yours and then omg a FOREHEAD KISS like a really gentle one

you would be so important to taeil like i think he would just be so gentle with you in every way

the relationship is a slower one,,,,,, you have queenly duties and he’s still working as a busker,,,,, getting ready to help the merchants in the winter,,,,,,,

but the two of you make time. it’s similar to before, you just set up picnics, or sometimes you watch him sing, and he’ll write you love songs and send them to you through a letter,, stamping with purple wax,,,

and taeil is always so sweet :( i think he’s more of a casual lover in the sense that he doesn’t need pda or loud declarations in order to make you feel loved flashback to him dedicating every love song to you in the middle of the square but he’d be the type to just hold your hand around the courtyard,, or he’d just send you soft smiles from the other side of the marketplace

he’s the time to buy you a basket of your favorite fruits and deliver them personally to your door

everyone in the castle just lets taeil into the chambers section at this point

the two of you will swim in the moat and play hopscotch with the village children or go shopping together or take naps beneath the afternoon sun and with taeil by your side it’s all so fond and precious and some times you’ll go days or weeks without seeing him just because of schedules but it’s never awkward when the two of you get back together

and it’s actually not until some of your very own villagers are coming up to you like hey,,,,, why haven’t you made taeil your partner yet?? he’s so precious and sweet and he would look lovely in a crown 👀👀

and uhhh who are you to argue with that lmao

so you buy taeil a ring

a pearl !!!! encased in silver <3333 i like to think that the tales he sang to you about sirens often slides to a pearl of some sorts,, so you make sure it’s the rock you place on the ring

and you take him back to that rusty old creaky old ugly old fountain :)

and you just,,,,,, ask him to marry you ,,,,,,,,,,

ofc taeil says yes, a bit frozen because the two of you have talked about marriage but only briefly,,, and he wasn’t sure you’d ever take that step so he didn’t want to pressure you

taeil ofc has always been ready,,, his soul is more open than yours if that makes sense !!! which isn’t a bad thing but he has definitely been ready for a lifetime with you for a long time now

and it’s a long-ish engagement i feel like

not that it really matters but it’s more of a betrothement !!!! so the two of you are technically already married even before the ceremony if that makes sense??? like everyone alludes to taeil as the consort and the two of you live together and receive gifts of betrothement and !!! it’s quite sweet and it’s the way they do things in intima

also you guys aren’t in a big hurry for another ceremony esp bc yuta’s coronation is coming up and you don’t want to take any of his spotlight

king!yuta hold up

but yeah taeil is a wonderful consort !! doesn’t do much yet politically bc he isn’t especially versed in politics but he’s learning!!! he’s really good at keeping a good energy in the room even if two ambassadors are fighting taeil will just be vibing like :-D and it often calms tensions

he’s just a GREAT person and a helpful ruler even tho he really doesn’t even have to be,,,, he’s just a consort,,,, but he still takes the effort to learn genuine laws and help guide the people

the people are obviously obsessed with him,,, they wouldn’t ask for another consort because he’s so kind with all of them

still sings in the courtyard as his job ,,, and the people love it just as much ^_^ esp because now all the songs are openly for you and about you and it makes people more fond of you as well

taeil creates y/n propaganda pass it on

but he works in the castle too,, and he’s a fast learner especially when it comes to settling arguements within the village or even within the court,,,, he also sets up festivals !! he’s wonderful at it !! genuinely !! taeil as an interior designer i can just see it man him designing flower arrangements and the setlist and just !! being a wonderful host

and tbh you’re very thankful because it’s nice to rule with siblings but it’s even nicer to rule with a soulmate

and taeil feels just like that — a soulmate, a missing piece of the puzzle,,,,,

and if intima is the sun , if you who rules it is the sun, then taeil is the moon,, and it’s quite obvious that the two of you were made for each other

perhaps in the future the two of you will have kids or adopt

or you guys get a puppy!!! i can see you w a puppy and taeil with a kitten and the two lil pets just follow you guys around omg

the two of you fix up the old fountain so it isn’t rusty or squeaky anymore

you guys find rocks out on the shore and create a new bed at the bottom of the fountain

and guess what!!!! you guys write little wishes on the rocks and invite everyone else to do the same with the idea that once the fountain is filled with wishes, you’ll hold a festival where you put the wishes back into the sea to be completed

omg how cute would that be like a yearly thing where the fountain would be filled with rocks and everyone gets a handful to take down to the beach and throw into the sea

it’s where lovers write their names and people confess to their crushes and anniversaries and birthdays are celebrated and it’s where artists write pictures and poets write verses and people write prayers to the sun

and it’s where you and taeil announce your first pregnancy >.<

and it’s really soft

the place between the sea and the sun is where your love lies

where your family lives

omg taeil singing lullabies to his baby :( HES be such a sweet dad

i feel like taeil already has a family just by his vibes yknow

but say it’s a daughter he’d teach her how to play the lute and he’d buy her her own

he’d let her express herself in any way and identify however she’d want and love whoever she wanted

he’d be an AMAZING father and husband and king

ANYWAYS to conclude

this was fun to write and i hope it made sense i know it’s all over the place but in conclusion taeil is sexy and deserves to be loved

[turning-the-frigging-frogs-gay]

Sanders Sides as types of gems in Steven Universse

Patton as a blue spinel with a belly button gemstone

Spinels are made to be loving companions who are childish and silly which I feel really fits Patton, as the inner child who keeps Thomas’ childhood spirit alive. Spinels are extroverted, hyper, innocent and easily excitable, much like Patton. They are also shown to be protective and sometimes a little clingy over their loved ones. Also he’d totally make a bunch of puns to make people laugh. Pat’s heart-shaped gemstone would be on his belly button like Steven, Rose/Pink Diamond and Navy Ruby. The placement of the gem reflects their personality and belly button gems are shown to be very emotionally driven, friendly, loving, caring and willing to stand up for what they believe is right, to the point where they sometimes forget to look after themselves and can ignore/repress their own negative feelings, which I feel are traits we see in Patton.

Janus as a yellow zircon with a right hand gemstone

The zircons are the lawyers and justice-bringers of gem society, which fits Janus’ role in the courtroom. He would be a formidable lawyer, maybe one of the ones we see campaigning to be the new gem leader in homeworld bound. I feel like he’d be similar to the zircon defending Steven, who lashes out at the diamonds during the trial, but with even more sass and resent for all the hierarchies and would openly hate how gem society is run. He’d probably become a spy for the crystal gems. I think Janus’ gem would be on the palm of his right hand, like Sapphire in the series. Right-palm gems are shown to be very cool and composed and don’t let their feelings show, meaning they can come off as cold, which I feel is similar to Janus’ personality. But deep down, they really care about those close to them and can let their guard down and be silly sometimes. Just... zircon Janus.

Virgil as a lapis lazuli with an upper back gemstone

All the lapis lazulis we meet in the series seem to be introverted, cynical and kinda sarcastic, which are definitely traits we see in Virgil. They are terraforming gems who can fly and mostly work alone or in small groups. They have water manipulation abilities and are extremely strong and powerful, which I feel would be really cool for Virgil. The upper back gemstone placement is the same as the main Lapis in SU who becomes a crystal gem, who really reminds me of Virgil. Those with gems on their back often have their guard up and have problems trusting people. They tend to hold grudges and have difficulty letting go of past troubles, which are traits we really see in Virgil, especially in regards to Janus and his past with the others. But they are also creative individuals who will be there for you when it counts

Logan as a sapphire with a forehead gemstone

Sapphires are rare and can predict the future through seeing different paths of reality and determining the most likely. They are diplomatic gems, created to be providers of knowledge and guidance in gem society which I feel fits Logan. Sapphires are very wise and intuitive and mostly calm and collected, just like Logan. His gem would be on his forehead, like Pearl and Peridot. Forehead gems have extremely logical and rational personalities and are perfectionists. They are analytical and rely on knowledge. They seem to be emotionally detached but their emotions often show themselves in quick, intense outbursts, a lot like Logan is shown to do.

The twins as quartz soldiers with chest gemstones

I had trouble deciding for the twins but I think being brave, high-ranking quartz soldiers would be great for them. Roman would be a cherry quartz and Remus a type of green quartz (we don’t see any of those in SU but I’m pretty sure they exist). Quartz soldiers are not only strong and determined but like all gems they can summon a weapon of their choice (perfect opportunity for Roman to have his sword and Remus to have his mace and other weapons.) I chose to put their gemstones on their chest similar to Amethyst and Bismuth in SU. These gems are extremely impulsive and are often shown to lash out with a complete lack of filter, which both twins do, although Remus notably more often. They are also shown to sometimes have self-worth issues (especially Amethyst) which is definitely something we see in both twins. But above all they are passionate, determined, inspiring and sometimes dramatic gems who fight for what they believe in and they are also shown to be entertaining and fun-loving companions. It took me a while to get there but I really like the choices I made for the twins!

Bonus- here’s what their gemstones would look like irl (click on Virgil’s to see it fully)

Patton Janus Logan

Virgil Roman Remus

I put a lot of thought into this and I’m really proud of it, however this is just my opinion and I’d love to hear others’ thoughts on this :D

[gloves94]

Sunburn [Prince Zuko] 4

Warnings: None   Rating: PG-13   Pairings: Zuko/OC   Summary:  “You have everything you’ve ever wanted.” “No.” He said softly. “Not everything…”  His golden eyes looked at her with a melting intensity she had never witnessed before. “I guess not.” She responded with glassy eyes as tears welled up threatening to break the dam of her eyes.

My fanfiction: M A S T E R L I S T

'Dear Mom and Dad,' Her letter began.

'I truly wish there had been a moment to say goodbye, but alas, it is not a goodbye, but a see you later. I was persuaded by the spirit of adventure to embark on this journey with General Iroh and Prince Zuko. I promise you I will be home before you know it. I'll even send gifts home!

I hope you do not miss me as much as I do. What I meant to say is, I miss you already, terribly. Be strong.

Sending my love,

Your daughter Tsai.'

The girl sighed as she lowered her ink brush and sighed waiting for the scroll to dry. Little did she know that her mother would faint upon reading her message. Her father would have to lay down and have some wine brought to his chambers, and Mecha would be the proudest brother in the Fire Nation.

Xxx

Iroh had been delighted at Tsai's change of heart. He had embraced her like the daughter he never had and welcomed her aboard the ship with more than open arms. The entire cabin and crew had been instructed that she was here as an honored royal guest and because of that should be esteemed and treated as such. Prince Zuko on the other hand fumed at the sight of a woman on his ship- not only a woman, but this one in particular. He didn't know what it was about her that irritated him so much. He didn't know if it was her hair color, or the fact that she was now burdening him with her presence. As far as he knew she wasn't even a bender. She would only get in the way. But what bothered him the most-

He glared at his Uncle from across the deck of the ship. He had never looked happier on board. He sat on a small table with the girl. Both of them sipping tea and enjoying a heated game of Pai Sho. The prince seethed. He had watched his uncle play that stupid game hundreds of times and judging from the looks this one was probably the funniest most hilarious game he had ever played. He gritted his teeth.

"You're distracting my Uncle!" Zuko growled as he approached them. Both of his fists were clenched at his sides as he glowered at the girl. "Uncle, come watch me train!" He demanded like the spoiled prince he was.

"You're Uncle doesn't want to watch you practice ballet Zuko," she stuck her tongue out with an irked expression. What was it about her that just got under his skin? "You will address me as Your Highness or by my Royal title! Let me remind you that you are his guest. Not mine."

"If you insist, Your Highness." She said sarcastically. "Prince of being a pain in my ass," she grumbled under her breath. "What did you say?!" He shot back.

"There is a storm coming," Iroh suddenly interrupted inhaling a deep breath of air from the ocean. Tsai still wasn't used to the scent of the ocean surrounding them. It felt strange to be away from home for the first time. Specially one a ship in the middle of the vast ocean.

"A big one."

"You're out of your mind, Uncle," Zuko commented dryly. "The weather is perfect. Not a single cloud in sight," he raised his head looking at the endless blue sky above them. "Storm is approaching from the North," Iroh said firmly as he turned to look at his hard headed nephew. "I suggest we alter out course and head southwest."

"We know the Avatar is traveling northward," the other retorted pointing north. "So we'll do the same."

Tsai didn't know anything about navigation, or about climate conditions for a matter of fact. She had always been more a fan of tea, flora and fauna. Right now, the only thing she knew was that her purpose of being on board was persuade the prince that seeing the citizens of the Earth Kingdom as equals would be pivotal for the future of the Fire Nation empire.

"Such a lovely day," She said gazing at the sunny skies above. "You should listen to your Uncle. I'm sure with his experience as General he knows a thing or two about these types of circumstances," she said sipping her cup wisely not bothering to spare him a glance.

"Stay out of this! The only reason you're even here is for entertainment purposes," he spat harshly ignoring the unamused expression on her face. "What does it say about you when your Uncle would rather spend his afternoon with a perfect stranger than with his own nephew!" She challenged rising to her feet. "Please!" Iroh said loudly making both hot-headed teenagers turn to him.

'Perhaps this had not been the best of ideas...'

"Price Zuko, consider the safety of the crew, of our royal guest," he signaled to the red-head standing next to him. "The safety of the crew doesn't matter!" He snapped angrily. "Neither does hers. She should've known what she was getting into before deciding to stowaway on my ship!"

'Why you-' She wanted to strangle him. Just as Zuko said that a Lieutenant walked on the deck and raised an eyebrow at the prince with a frown on his features.

Zuko's expression hardened. "Finding the Avatar is more important than any individual's safety," he said before stalking off and slamming the door to the command tower behind him.

"He doesn't mean that," Iroh stated in an attempt to soothe the anger of Tsai and every other crew member that had heard him. She shook her head at Iroh's attempt to once again redeem his nephew. His words had not just been mean, they had been cruel. Tsai figured that maybe he really was just as cruel as she had heard his father.

Sometime later the ship's crew was gathered at the deck as they together observed a massive dark cloud that loomed over the horizon and was rapidly approaching. It was then that Zuko returned, the girl could sense the anger almost radiating off him.

"Huh, what do you know," she commented innocently. "Looks like Uncle Iroh was right about the storm after all," she crossed her arms over her chest and taunted the banished prince with a smirk on her face. "Lucky guess," Iroh responded in a pleasant tone.

"Listen here you colonial pest!" Zuko barked as he marked towards the girl. Her eyes shot wide at the insult. "You'd better learn some respect if you're going to be aboard my ship!" She looked at him smugly. Not breaking eye contact she rose to her feet and stood as tall as possible, she raised her neck as tall as possible in her best attempt to appear intimidating. "Oh, yeah?"

"Or I'll teach it you," he threatened before jabbing her chest hard. Her eyes were angry but the sneer on her lips was almost one of humor. Instinctively she reached for her arm ready to-

"You can't go around talking to your girlfriend like that!" One of the crew members shouted. "That's fucked up," one murmured under his breath.

"She's not my girlfriend!" "He wishes!"

Both retorted bitterly at the same time.

Iroh sighed and rubbed his temples. Nobody seemed to be noticing the way he was making silencing motions with his hands.

"What do you know about respect?" The Lieutenant demanded harshly. "The way you talk to everyone around, from your hard-working crew to your girlfriend and your esteemed uncle. It shows you know nothing about respect!"

"I'm not his-" She sighed and shook her head. "Never mind," she mumbled defeated.

This argument was pointless. It was obvious that Zuko didn't care about anybody but himself. Then again, what else was to be expected from a spoiled bratty prince. Beyond annoyed, Tsai decided to find something to do in the ship. She spent some time in the Commander's towers simply looking around. There were many maps and other important documents and placements on the walls which were pinned with Avatar sightings as well as his hot trail on a map of the world.

'Wow..', she let out a low whistle. It seemed like the prince had been searching for a while. He really was obsessed. She couldn't help but wonder just what they would do with the Avatar once they captured him. If they made off with him, he would just be reborn into his next life cycle. So would they just keep him around? Weaponize him for the benefit of the fire nation? It was a smart plan.

Some of the crew returned after a moment and growing bored she made a pit stop in the kitchen. The kitchen was unbearably hot and crowded which made her feel claustrophobic. She had never been allowed in the royal palace's back in You Dao. She took her time to find a snack and found some cherries to snack on. She stopped for a moment to listen to the booming thunder which signaled the arrival of the storm. Taking a bowl full of cherries she made her way back to her room, and figured she would attempting to read away the coming storm or maybe even nap.

She opened the door to her room mindlessly.

Her room was dimly lit with candles and in the center sat the prince in a meditating pose. Having been disturbed he snapped his eyes opened and scowled at her.

"What is your problem?!" She shouted angrily throwing the cherries at him.

She hated it when people were in her room, specially men. This was a complete invasion of privacy! What was so hard about just staying out? She knew she had this problem back at home with Mecha, but with him?

The fire behind him grew until it licked the ceiling.

"Come for your lesson, have you?" He rose to his feel, stomping on a discarded cherry as he approached her. Regardless, standing tall with her back erect Tsai stood her ground. She looked at his illuminated palm in which flames of fire only grew hotter. Her hand twitched slightly, ready to attack if provoked. He came close, very, close, much to close for comfort and stood inches away from her. The only sound in the room was the slight shaking of the ship and the angry rapping of the storm outside. It was then that he raised his hand and she involuntarily flinched away losing her proud ground, giving a step back her body meeting the metal wall behind. She expected to see a smug expression on his face, but instead there was hurting in his eyes. The bowl with fruit slipped from her fingers and crashed against the floor shattering.

"W-Were you going to hurt me?" She asked in a small voice.

He looked at her, like really looked at her. She had attempted to stand up to him, yet he could see the fear in her eyes. He felt horrible. He had just been meditating about that fateful day- the days before he was branded as the "Banished Prince", before his monstrous father had done the unthinkable to him and to think he was capable of such cruelty. His blood ran cold at the realization that the apple did not fall far from the tree.

He was silent. The flames in the room dyed as he lowered his head with shame and stepped away from her.

"Were you?" She repeated louder, her voice harsher.

"No," he responded quietly taking a seat on her bed. He sat in the dim darkness and lowered his head. Tsai had a feeling that Zuko wasn't the kind of person to apologize, yet he looked disturbed, his shoulder's bearing a loaded weight of regret.

Cautiously, as if dealing with an injured animal she moved in careful steps towards him. Stepping on some of the fruits that were in the ground, careful not to directly step on any shards from the broken bowl.

"Hey," She said in a soft tone as she sat next to him. He still hadn't looked up, yet could feel her weight sinking the mattress next to him. "Are-Are you O.K?" She placed a careful hand on his shoulder just like she would've done with her brother. He stiffened at the gesture. Taking note that she should avoid all physical contact with him she retreated. He remained mute. Feeling the air growing heavy with awkwardness around them she decided to be the one to break the ice.

"You know- I know you're going to find him," she began. "Nobody had even seen the Avatar in the past one hundred years until you came along. That's got to count for something right? Although I do think you might need some serious counseling aid with your obsession. Your rage too. And the way you treat others, specially your Uncle."

"You don't understand," he muttered sharply under his breath. "My honor depends on it," he finally turned to face her, a hard look on his eyes.

"A virtuous man is content with himself without doubt or lacking of self: be it honor, courage or strength." She said wisely.

"You sound like Uncle," He scoffed lightly. "I sound like my grandfather," she exhaled a long breath before laying back on the mattress. "Now, I'd really appreciate it if you could leave my room."

"Your room? This is mine."

Confused she slowly sat up. The room had been so dark she hadn't even seen the massive Fire Nation banner on the wall, or the dual twin swords hung on the other wall. "Oh," was all she could manage. She looked at the mess she had made, the smashed fruits on the floor, the broken bowl. She felt a little smaller having been consumed by her embarrassment at the realization that she had been the one intruding.

"I'll be on my way then," she peeped.

They both stood up and the loud sound of thunder suddenly resounded as the ship was struck. A sudden wave violently rocked the ship violently. The fire in the room died. What if the ship flipped?

"Holy catgators! We're going to die!" She panicked not realizing she had reached for his arm despite her mental note of not touching the prince. "I'm going to see what happened," he said walking away, shrugging her grip off. "Stay here," he ordered. "No way! I don't want to drown!"

Both rushed to the deck where the rest of the crew as well was Iroh stood. "Where were we hit?" The prince demanded. The ship rocked dangerously and water seemed to be coming from everywhere. Tsai kept her hands raised above her eyes to keep her sight clear from the prickling rain.

"I don't know!" The Lieutenant cried out as he attempted to keep his balance. "Look!" Tsai suddenly pointed out at the sight of dark cloud of smoke rising from the top of the command tower. "The helmsman!" Zuko shouted when he realized the man was hanging precariously by one hand from the ruined observation deck. Without any hesitation Zuko rushed towards the service ladder and began rapidly climbing, his Lieutenant tailing behind him. It was then that the helmsman dropped. Tsai brought a horrified hand to her face her mouth gaping as the man fell to his death. It was then that somehow Zuko managed to catch the man's wrist mid air saving the man's life.

"Tsai! Watch out!" The girl was pushed to the deck's ground before she could react. She turned to see Iroh standing where she had been and a bolt of lightning struck him. Her eyes widened as it hit him and redirected it to the ocean. His shoulders, hair and hands smoking. She starred in shock having never seen anything like it. "I am....fine," he practically squeaked. The ship was once again rocked violently.

The lieutenant and helmsman were not on deck. Tsai approached Iroh and helped him regain his composure.

"The Avatar!" Zuko suddenly shouted in surprise.

Tsai turned to see the most unbelievable things. A flying bison soaring through the storm. "B-But I thought all flying bisons were extinct." She said more to herself.

"What do you want to do, sir?" The Lieutenant asked with his back straight as he awaited for the prince's command. He hesitated for a moment. "Let him go. We need to get this ship to safety." "Then we must head directly into the eye of the storm," Iroh stated sagely.

Sometime later light shyly peeked in through gaps in the clouds as they reached the eye of the hurricane.

"So what did you think of your first day abroad Tsai?" Iroh asked as they both stood by the decks' railing gazing off into the now peaceful ocean. Light drizzling drain continued to pepper their at their skin. "It's certainly more exciting than anything that's happening back home," she grinned. Today had been scary, it had been a emotional rollercoaster, yet she was happy to be here. To have struggled through the day. Her mind had been taken off her grandfather's passing and she couldn't help but wonder what chaotic anecdote they would encounter tomorrow.

"I still can't believe you redirected that thunderbolt! And then we saw a flying bison! I can't wait to see what happens tomorrow!" "Patience my dear, patience," Iroh laughed whole heartedly. "We should focus on what we are having for dinner tonight. All of this commotion has made me realized how hungry I am."

Zuko once again found himself glaring at his Uncle Iroh and the girl.

"Uncle," he interrupted. Approaching the two of them quietly. Both turned to look at him. "I'm sorry," he genuinely apologized and slightly bowed his head. Iroh smiled faintly and placed a hand on his nephew's shoulder, "Your apology is accepted," he smiled. "Now I'm going to go get tonight's tea ready," he smiled at the two teenagers before leaving.

Zuko didn't leave, instead his gaze shifted to the calm ocean before him. She drank up his presence.

Perhaps Iroh was right and his nephew did possess some redeeming qualities. She hadn't even realized she had been genuinely smiling at him.

"What are you looking so smug about," He barked avoiding her gaze. Tsai wouldn't have bet on it but she could've sworn she noted the slightest of blushes dust his face.

Maybe, just maybe he wasn't all that bad.

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